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nerd-of-karasuno · 9 months

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Bakusquad Sneaking into Your Dorm Room Headcannons

Eijiro Kirishima

Bakugo always knows when Kirishima sneaks out

He doesn't bother anyone but he definitely gets mad at Kirishima the next day for being too loud late at night.

The times Kirishima has gotten caught is probably around or under five times

There has been a few times where he has run into a classmate while heading to your room but was able to play it off as he was going downstairs to get water or because he forgot something

and the latter is true in most cases

He does forget quite a lot of his things in your room.

Think fast Kirishima!

It took him away to come up with that tho

after he ran into Todoroki who was kinda suspicious of him, Kirishima knew he had to make up a convincing excuse

Really he's just grateful he hasn't run into Iida yet

because Kirishima really knows he'll be doomed then.

One habit Kirishima does have when sneaking into your room is crashing into your bed right on top of you

He will tackle you gently if you're not on your bed already

Kirishima does this without fail every time

Katsuki Bakugo

surprisingly very stealthy

Even you don't know that Bakugo's coming to your room most of the time.

It may seem sometimes that your room is slowly becoming his room with how much time he spends in there especially at night and especially after the Kamino Incident.

It was completely unexpected the first time Bakugo snuck into your room

You might have brought the idea of sneaking around up but probably thought he'd never do it

We all know how he is with his sleep schedule and going to bed at a certain time

Don't worry he still keeps that schedule

He just sneaks into your room earlier.

Then when Bakugo leaves, you don't notice majority of the time

Bakugo is pretty strategic when it comes to this

He leaves early enough to get back to his own room without running into anyone

Bakugo doesn't always wake you but he always kisses your forehead before he goes

but Bakugo'll never tell you or admit that :)

Hanta Sero

honestly Sero's pretty good at getting from his to your place

he may get caught like once but that's about it

and it's sometimes surprising

because Sero will literally sneak into your room at completely random times

like he'll be like see you later when you're saying goodnight

and little do you know he actually does mean see you later when he's opening your door about ten to fifteen minutes later.

Sero will also play it super risky occasionally.

You don't know if he does it on purpose.

Class 1-A definitely have late night hangouts and when everyone eventually heads to bed, Sero will go to your room.

Sero never gets caught when he does this

even tho the hallways have quite a few people in them

yeah get this man to share his secrets

Denki Kaminari

Denki attempts to be sneaky

but he fails the first few times never even making it to your room

but through trial and error he makes it to you successfully

And he's very proud of it

look it was only one time that Denki ended up tripping on the floor very hard and waking up the others on your floor

he wants you to stop teasing him about it lol

now the challenge for Denki is staying quiet when he's in your room

Whoever's in the room next you you definitely knows that you have someone over

Denki gets carried away quite a lot

so he forgets that he's supposed to be kinda quiet when in you're room.

He always has a little celebration when he closes your door,

Denki's just happy he wasn't caught and he's able to spend the night with his favorite person.

Mina Ashido

Mina would 100% get to your room and back safely and without anyone else knowing

But I feel like she would slip up when telling the 1A girls a funny story or a video she saw when she was in your room and she would accidentally give out details that clued in some of the girls to exactly where she was at

Let's just hope Mr. Aizawa never overhears lol.

If Mina does happen to run into someone, she plays it off so well

No one suspects anything

well sometimes she heads over to your room with a bag and then someone might wonder what she's up to

Mina loves bringing over things to do in your room

Whether it be makeup, nail polish, and other fun stuff, you're having a blast when she's in your room

Oh, and Mina definitely spills the tea on whatever hot gossip there is that's been going on at U.A.

You are filled in with all the details

Honestly when Mina sneaks into your room, sometimes you get absolutely no sleep or don't go to bed until some odd hour in the morning

but hey you're always doing something that's kinda productive when Mina's in your room.

dance parties

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realcube · 3 years

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video games + blowjob 🎮

characters: bakugo, kirishima, sero & kaminari

tw// oral (giving), swearing, fem!reader, nsfw - minors dni

all aged up!

katsuki bakugo

♡ bakugo only finds the time to play video games once every millennia

♡ most of the time, he’s working, training or spending time with you

♡ also he only plays when the bakusquad arrange a time + date on the gc bc - he’ll never admit it - but he misses talking to them and playing like he used to, so the occasional Battlefield call they have really triggers a sense of nostalgia for all of them

♡ but the calls usually last a good while though lol - minimum 5 hours

♡ usually you let him be and don’t bother him during his calls bc you know how rarely he gets to call his pals but one day, he had been teasing you so much leading up to his call - leaving you extra needy - and you couldn’t really help yourself

♡ so you snuck into the study room while he was playing, starting off by giving him a light massage which he enjoyed but the problem arose when you slowly got to your knees and began pawing at his sweatpants

♡ that’s when he noticed that you dressed up in your best lace for him too, which made him hard lol

♡ at first he looked pissed off and tried to ignore you but he kept losing focus on the game, his mind brimming with all the things he wanted to do with you

♡ eventually, he gave in and briefly muted his mic to hiss in your ear, ‘fine. but if you make a single fuckin’ sound or try to tease me, i’ll fuck you for all of them to hear, kay?’

♡ you simply hum in agreement before pulling both his boxer and sweatpants down without hesitation, then getting to work

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bakugo growled deeply, at both your expert mouth movements around his hard member and at the shitty orders kirishima gave. “ ‘over here’ ? where the fuck is that?” it took an embarrassing amount of effort to suppress his moans while said that.

but he wasn’t all to blame. as you made it a point to deep-throat him as soon as you thought he was going to open his mouth to say something.

“what happened to you, bakugo? you’re so quiet! is everything okay?” mina offhandedly pointed out while heading to the ‘over here’ that kirishima described. although you couldn’t hear what mina said since bakugo was wearing a headset, his reaction was enough to amuse you.

bakugo snarled, immediately barking profanities at her, “shut it, pinkie! nothing’s fucking wrong! now get back to shoot-” he realised he was on the verge of climaxing so he desperately went to mute is mic before letting a moan escape his lips as he slumped back into his chair in pure bliss, his eyes rolling back into his head slightly as faint pops could be heard from his sweaty palms.

something about the pleasure you worked so hard to bring him an shot an indescribable sense of euphoria through his body, hence he reached down to ruffle your hair without averting his eyes from the screen. “good girl. now scram.”

eijiro kirishima

♡ again, he doesn’t really have time for video games; his main priorities are work, training & you

♡ but sometimes video games can fall into the ‘you’ category bc occasionally he asks you to play super mario cart, animal crossing, wii sports etc with him

♡ the only time he plays video games without you is when he plays with the bakusquad on the arranged date they planned

♡ but before the call starts, you can tell he is really tense by the way he is biting his nails so you inquire about it and he kinda just gestures to your new - rather revealing - pyjama set then at his throbbing erection

♡ and ofc being the supportive gf you are, you offered to give him a blowie

♡he loved the idea but at first, he was kinda worried that he might get caught since he is usually very vocal during sex so obviously it’d be hard to just...stop

♡ however you reassured him that he’s manliest guy you’ve ever met so he’d definitely be able to resist a few moans

♡ so he came around quite quickly lol

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“come over here quickly!” kirishima commanded proudly into the mic, a wide grin spread across his face at not only how good you were making him feel, but also at how well he was repressing his moans and the praise he so desperately wanted to give you for sucking so skilfully.

he had to say though, the amount of energy it was talking him to do all of the above was enough to leave him exhausted to the point that the game was just a blur of background noise. and the bakusquad could tell something was wrong as usually kirishima has the best aim out of them all but he has yet to make a single headshot.

although his eyes were glued to the screen, his mind was fixated on only you and how good you made him feel. as he approached his orgasm, he simply let his eyelids flutter shut as he focussed on the little movements you made; your tongue rubbing the underside of his cock, your occasional desperate attempts to deepthroat him, the way your lips wrapped perfectly around his girth, how you resorted to using your hands to take care of the parts of his length that your mouth couldn’t fit.

“good job.” he hummed his praise for you as he felt you helplessly try to take him into your throat once more before he was ready to cum but the moments leading up to his high were interrupted by a “thanks, man!” from denki which made kirishima’s eyes widen before he hastily muted his mic, allowing himself to orgasm in your mouth from there and let out all the loud moans he had been hiding.

“thanks, baby.” he said, slowly feeling the post-cum ecstasy fade as he leaned over to press a gentle kiss on your forehead, proceeding to slap his hand over your mouth as he noticed you were about to head in the direction of the bin. “swallow it.”

hanta sero

♡ since sero became a pro-hero he definitely plays way less video games than he did before but he didn’t quit

♡ but whenever he does play, you’re either on his lap or giving him a blowie

♡ so needless to say, this wouldn’t be your first time sucking him off while he played

♡ anyway, y’all were getting ✨spicy ✨ one day until he realised that he had a call + battlefield scheduled with the bakusquad

♡ deadass he was kissin’ down your neck while rubbing circles on your clothed clit until he just faltered like ‘oh shit i’ve got a call with ‘em today, don’t i?’

♡ DFRGTHYJU you were livid >:((

♡ bc he had got you all riled up and now he was just gonna leave 😩

♡ you asked him if he could skip the call just this once to finish what he started but he was like ‘bros before hoes’ while putting on his headset

♡ but being the generous king he is, he unzipped to allow you to give him a blowie while he played

♡ at first you were all pouty bc he should be the one giving you oral but once you realised that it was his offer or nothing, you begrudgingly got to your knees and began

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“eijiro, cover-- eijiro! kirishima!” he yelled into his mic, clearly getting riled up from the high action of the game and the matching high action of your mouth. “hellooo? you there, man? oi, i think kiri ‘s afk.” sero reasoned, looking at the frozen figure of his teammate.

he felt the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat so he couldn’t help but look down at you, shooting you a cocky smirk instead of the moan you were expecting. he knew what you were trying to do but he wanted to make it clear that it wasn’t going to work on him.

sero had lots of practise at choking back moans and hiding orgasms so it was going to take much more than deepthroating to catch him off-guard.

he momentarily muted his mic so he could instruct you to go deeper while simultaneously grabbing fistful of your hair to force you to deepthroat him once more, bringing him much closer to his orgasm.

eventually, he suddenly reached his climax but you didn’t allow him to mute himself; you wanted to see him struggle. but unfortunately for you, it was hardly an issue as by now, he was used to cumming silently. but you forgive him as the faces he mada are enough to make you wet as hell.

“alright, mr tough guy.” you purred in his ear, muting his mic for your sake, “let me ride you. let’s see how quiet you can be then, hm?”

challenge accepted.

denki kaminari

♡ probably still plays video games a lot - even when he gets a job as a pro-hero

♡ but mans still got his priorities straight so if you ever approach him while he’s playing, saying that you’re feeling a bit horny, he’ll quit real quick lmao

♡ and a video games session with the bakusquad is no exception

♡ you’re feeling horny just thinking about the way he ate you out last night so you told him you want to return the favour as you watch him put on his headset

♡ you knew this was a special time with his friends though so you would’ve been too hurt if he said no but ofc he gladly accepted your offer

♡ but he still wanted to play though so he was a bit conflicted for a moment or two until an idea struck him

♡ ‘just blow me while i play, babe!’

♡ to say you were confused and a little concerned would be accurate, so you inquired further to make sure that he was 100% comfortable with it and he’d deal with the repercussions of a slipped moan

♡ he seemed confident that it wouldn’t happen though - a little too confident. but this stemmed from the fact sero had told him that he lets his girl suck him off while he plays video games and nobody ever notices. but kaminari didn’t realise that sero’s impressive ability came from years of practise.

♡ you obliged though, happily setting yourself on your knees in front of him and taking his length into your mouth

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“thanks, man!” kaminari exclaimed cheerily, a bright smile spread across his face; partially due to his teammate’s praise but mostly how he’s made it so long into the call without a single moan despite the fact you were making him feel so good down there.

however, as you looked up at him and observed his cocky smirk, something snapped inside you - as it reminded you of the grin he wore last night that you got to see when he’d occasionally pull away from your soaking cunt for air. hence, you recalled how much of a tease he was yesterday and how it pissed you off to no end.

so now that he was sitting submissive to your touch in front of you, why not take your revenge?

your neck slowly retreated backwards to the point where the only thing connecting you to kaminari’s cock was a string of saliva, to which he instinctively whined, “hey! w-why’d ya stop?” completely disregarding the fact he forgot to turn his mic of so mina replied, “who stopped what?” out of confusion.

kaminari’s eyes widened and his face flushed in a way that brought you great amounts of satisfaction, so for being good entertainment, you rewarded him by unhurriedly enveloping his cock with your mouth once more.

“oh, nothing!” kaminari choked back a moan, realising that his high was fast approaching so he acted accordingly, going to mute his mic, “one second gu-- ah~” the front is cock was finally - and suddenly - welcomed into the walls of your throat, followed by rapid thrusts which was enough to result in an irrepressible groan escaping his lips.

luckily, his finger found the mute button before the bakusquad was forced to listen to the rest of kaminari’s orgasm. “fuck, baby~” he groaned, tossing his head back in pleasure as his hips jerked back and forth and before he knew it, he was at his climax. out of habit, he yanked his dick away to cum all over your face and chest, barley able to see the masterpiece he created through his heavy lids.

once he finished, he looked down at you with a proud smile, drool staining the corner of his lip, “always so pretty for me~”

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fanfic-me-up · 4 years

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Birthday Boy || Kaminari Denki

Synopsis: You plan Denki the most epic party, but save the best gift for last 😉

Pairing: Kaminari Denki x fem!Reader

Warnings: M/E+, 18+, explicit sexual content, heavy drinking (but being safe about it)

Word Count: 3.8k

A/N: This is for the @bnhabookclub bingo event! Huge thanks to @shoutogepi for betaing, u always come thru for my denki content, like where would i be without u 😭 This is for Denki’s b-day (that passed lol) but ima just post anyway so hope you enjoy! 💖

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Denki’s in the corner overlooking the scene in front of him with a drunken smirk on his face. This party is going down as the most epic rager in the history of ragers. The spacious backyard allowed you to hire a DJ to come in and pump beats through a bad ass stereo system that even Jirou approved of. And she has unbelievably high standards considering her quirk. The bass is turned up all the way that Denki can feel it thumping against his chest.

You took the time to decorate the rest of the yard with canopies and fairy lights, providing a pretty backdrop over the starry sky. Denki’s birthday is in summer so the breeze tickling his skin was just right. People are still splashing in the pool despite it being ten at night.

Denki sees you across the yard, waving goodbye to the taco man you hired. You actually planned the whole party on your own. Denki had no idea how you balanced party planning with late-night work shifts, all the while keeping it a secret so Denki wouldn’t find out.

Then again, it wasn’t that hard to keep it from him, Denki literally heard you on the phone, hiring the taco man for his birthday, and he still didn’t think anything of it. You made sure to invite all of his pro-hero friends. It was relatively tame for the first hour until Sero challenged Denki to a keg stand, and Denki has no shame so there he stood in the middle of his backyard at two in the afternoon, hanging upside down with Sero and Kirishima holding him up, and guzzling as much beer as he could before he toppled over. The Bakusquad all yelling “CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!” and of course, Bakugou had to chime in, saying he could do it for longer.

And that’s how all the pro-heroes of the future generation that are deemed “noble saviors” by society end up challenging each other to various drinking games. You got the cheap booze, but no one could tell the difference by the third cup.

“You say… boobs? where...” Mineta slurs, wrenching his guts out into a flower pot. Poor flower.

Oh. Denki just narrated that whole beginning scene out loud. In the third person. Whoops.

Nobody wanted to invite Mineta, but it was Denki’s party so they all stuck it out for one night. After a few rounds of the typical high school party games in which Bakugou took every opportunity to shit all over -

“Why the fuck… we’re pro… pro-heroes... playin’ this… this... kiddy… sippy cup shit…”

Don’t worry, Kirishima shuts Bakugou up real fast. With his mouth.

“No one shuts me up! You hear… I- I will fuuuck…” Kirishima pulls Bakugou in for another kiss, and Denki peeps some tongue. Go Kiribaku! Mina, of course, came up with the ship name, she comes up with all of them, but Denki loves the ship name you two share the most. It’s what Mina calls… fuck… what’s it stand for? T-O-P? P-O-T? O-T-P? Denki shrugs, thinking it’s one of ‘em, and that he definitely ships you with him all day every day.

Where are you by the way? Denki needs his fill of you, a kiss every twenty minutes dammit! He hangs onto the wall when he walks, the room spinning way too much, but he’s still able to discern you from the chaos. A halo of light surrounds your figure, giving you an angelic appearance, though that can just be Denki’s vision going in and out of focus.

Denki lifts his hands up to his face, as if he were a photographer trying to get the best angle for a shot. You’re collecting empty cups from people and refilling them with water. At least that’s what Denki surmises since everyone groans when you hand them back their cup.

“Oh no, Y/N, Denki’s doing that thing again with his hands where he’s pretending to be a cameraman! Help!”

Denki giggles at the talking broccoli in his living room. Broccoli is such a nice guy, always looking after everyone, he's the number one broccoli for a reason ya know.

Denki couldn’t have asked for a better girlfriend, I mean, have you seen yourself? You strut over like a model that could end Tyra Bank’s whole damn career, hips swaying in a seductive rhythm to the marching drum of Denki’s soundtrack in his head. Denki really wants to run his hands all over you, dammit, he’s been hoping to get you alone since this afternoon for some birthday sex, but with all the last-minute planning you were doing, it was never the right time.

“Now’s a good a time as any, birthday boy.” You whisper in his ear, making Denki jump when he realizes you caught him narrating out loud. This is why Denki loves you. You put up with all his weird shit.

Denki lurches forward, wobbling slightly, and proceeds to drag you upstairs. You giggle at his impatience, looking around to find the Bakusquad passed out on the couch and definitely staying the night. No way in hell are you letting anyone go home in their inebriated state. Sero is wrapped from head to toe in his own tape after Denki dared him to mummify himself. Mina is curled up on one side of the couch with her makeup miraculously still in place after all the swimming, dancing, and streaking (yes, you heard that correctly, it was a dare) Kirishima and Bakugou are cuddling on another couch, with Bakugou’s head tucked into Kirishima’s arm. Halfway through the night, Kirishima lost his shirt and he’s just been chilling shirtless the entire night.

“Hold up, this is too good,” you giggle, motioning for Denki to pose in the middle. Denki looks about ready to pass out next to them, with his eyes half-closed and smile so dopey, you’d think he just came back from overusing his quirk. You take a picture of the chaos that is your boyfriend and friends, and decide it will definitely make it into the scrapbook.

Denki drags you down the hall, like this is his first time exploring the place you’ve shared for the past two years, and leads you into every room.

“Denki, this is the bathroom!”

“Then why is there a bed?” He looks genuinely confused trying to pull you into the bathtub.

“Okay, you are way too drunk. Sure you can get it up?” You wonder if he’ll even remember your sexcapades in the morning.

“I’ll let you be the judge,” Denki pulls your hand to his crotch, which is already rock-solid through his jeans. You bite your lip, teasing the outline with your fingertips, and relishing in every twitch of his hardness. Denki huffs, clearly wanting to get this show on the road, because he throws your hand off and drags you into the next room so fast you trip over your feet.

Denki pumps his arms and shouts “huzzah!” in victory when he finally finds the bedroom, and you giggle at the loveable doof. But, any sign of light-hearted energy vanishes the moment Denki’s lips are on you. Before you know it, you’re pushed against the door, with your thighs spread apart. Anticipation swirls in the pit of your stomach, bubbling at the newfound friction of Denki’s thigh rubbing against your delicate center. He takes it upon himself to rub his cock against the inside of your thigh with absolutely no shame.

“Eager now, are we?”

Hell yeah, Denki’s eager, birthday sex is best sex… well, any sex is best sex as long as he’s getting sex. Heh. Denki should take a shot every time he says sex.

“I think you’ve had enough shots to last you till next year, birthday boy.”

Fuuuuck Denki didn’t know birthday boy was a thing for him, but now he needs every day to be his birthday, just so you call him that. And oh my god who the hell decided criss-cross straps were a good idea? It’s like a fucking maze trying to figure out how to unclasp your bra. You reach around to unclasp it yourself when Denki whines in frustration. He cuts his whine mid-way, when he sees your naked chest, nipples taut and ready to be played with. Just when he’s about to pinch your nipple, you send him for a loop and flip positions, trapping him against the door. And Denki is 100% okay with that too.

“Tell me what you want. I’ll make it the best gift you’ve gotten tonight, birthday boy, ”

You whisper directly into his ear, nibbling and licking at the lobe. You’re awarded with a slurred giggle that brings a smile to your own face. Denki throws his shirt over his head, but instead of it looking sexy like a Taylor Lautner scene in Twilight, Denki ends up getting his head stuck. You torture him for a few seconds by just standing there watching him get his arms tangled in the mix before finally helping him.

He’s still wearing that ridiculous Pikachu party hat Kirishima gave him, and when you try to slip it off, he swats your hand away. You pull his shirt over his head, and come to the conclusion that it’s not true birthday sex if said birthday boy isn’t wearing a 99 cent store party hat. Nothing can stop the delicious tingling making your pussy flutter.

He pins you with his sudden change of demeanor, even though you’re the one pinning him against the door. It amazes you how he can change from this doof wearing a party hat to 'yeah, fuck me, daddy' in three seconds straight. The electricity sizzling the room is squeezing your heart threatening to burst, as you take in Denki’s unrelenting gaze.

“I want you naked, on your knees, and worshipping my cock, unwrapping it with your tongue.”

You gulp at the unexpected switch, heat pulsing between your thighs as newfound wetness seeps through. A dark tone colors the usual tenor timbre of his voice. You slide out of your jeans and Denki takes his time ravishing every inch of your naked body with his honey-glazed eyes. He weaves his fingers, massaging the roots of your hair, and pulls you down so your eye level with his crotch.

“And then you’ll thank me for the gift by swallowing every last drop of my cum.”

Your mouth waters at his bulge on display, and you can’t stop yourself from mouthing him through his jeans. You nose at the rough fabric, biting the zipper and pulling it down with your teeth. You make sure to look up at Denki when you press a teasing kiss to the tip where there’s a wet spot, pre-cum leaking through his boxer briefs. His lips are kiss-bitten red partnered with a cute flush spread across the apples of his cheeks like he’s been out in the sun a little too long.

You love every part of Denki, you really do, but he’s giving you the sign to hurry up with how he’s literally grinding against your face. His cock bobs, hitting his stomach, when you pull his briefs down; it’s pinker than usual, he’s been horny for a while you think, and it’s leaking so much pre-cum that it’s running down the shaft. You nuzzle your face in, taking in his scent at the most concentrated part of him. You might burst if you don’t touch yourself, but it’s Denki’s night, and you want to focus all your attention on pleasing him. You’re busy having this internal debate when you hear a gruff voice from above you.

“It’s okay, baby girl, go ahead n touch yourself.”

He doesn’t have to tell you twice. You spread your legs enough to trace the outline of your folds and gather enough of your juices to start rubbing your clit in a fierce rhythm. At the same time, you lick the underside of Denki’s cock, following the path of the vein leading up to the head, where you swirl your tongue in circles. You pull off the tip with a pop.

“Birthday boy’s gone quiet,” you whisper, looking up at Denki. It’s true. He hasn’t made a sound which makes you a little concerned he’s not enjoying it. You voice this concern openly.

“Am I doing it wrong?”

He shakes his head, “No, baby, I love it… just… enjoying the view,” his breath hitches at the end.

Fuck, Denki thinks, how could that even cross your mind? Not when you’re naked on your knees, chest blossomed with different colored hickeys Denki’s left on you from the week before. You’re giving him that doe-eyed look that completely contradicts your naughty actions of suckling his balls. Denki bites his lip when your tongue peeps from your lips to get his cock warm and wet, but what he doesn’t expect is for you to pull away. Denki groans at the loss of heat surrounding his cock. You wipe the spit dribbling from your lips with the back of your hand.

“Babe, I love you and all your weirdness, but I will stop going down on you if I have to hear you refer to yourself in the third person one more time.”

“But it’s my birthday,” Denki moans, banging his head against the door.

You roll your eyes, tempted to retort with “it’s my mouth,” but pleasuring Denki is top priority, and apparently Denki very much agrees with this sentiment as he forces your head towards his cock. You don’t have time to catch your breath before you’re diving face-first into a mouth full of Denki. Tears spring from your eyes at the shock of his cock hitting the back of your throat, but once you relax your throat and neck, you return to rubbing circles against your dripping clit to the same rhythm of Denki fucking into your mouth. You moan, causing vibrations to thrum around his cock and travel through every synapse of his body.

“Fuck yeah mmmmm… just like that, knew you could do it, fuck baby you take me in so good like my cock was made for your tight little pussy and mouth,” Denki groans, unable to filter what’s coming out of his mouth. The sight of his cock going all the way in and out of your mouth, sucking him in almost as good as your pussy, makes his balls tighten and he knows he’s getting close.

“You like that, huh? You like being stuffed full of my cock? You don’t care which hole as long as I’m fuckin’ into one, isn’t that right, baby girl?”

You moan in response, eyes rolling in the back of your head, as you chase the high you’re so desperately looking for. The end is in sight, just around the corner. You press your fingers harder against your clit, rubbing intense figure eights, as you choke on Denki’s cock. Your jaw is starting to ache, but you’re at the home stretch now. When you try to pull off to gasp for air, Denki grips your hair tighter, and thrusts his hips forward. All you can do is sit there and take his thick cock, saliva dripping down your chin, mixing with the sweat glistening your chest. Your nose is pressed against his pelvis, so each time you breathe in, the scent of Denki hits you hard, his happy trail tickling the inside of your nose.

“Fuck, baby, you have no idea how hot you look right now touching yourself. Like swallowing my cock turns you on that fuckin’ much.”

The raw power of having Denki above you, saying these filthy things, even with that fucking party hat on, is making your pussy flutter, almost like your body is begging for him to slide into you this instant. As a compromise, you insert two fingers into your pussy and start to rock your hips, riding your fingers in time to Denki fucking your mouth.

“Ah shit ah… mmmmm you wish it was my cock inside you, huh? Bet you’re so fuckin’ soaked that I’d slide right in.”

You moan in affirmation, your pussy quaking at the suggestion, begging to be filled. The coil tightening your core is about to snap, and your thighs shake in sheer anticipation of the wave of pleasure about to spill. Just when you’re about to come, Denki pulls you out from under him. You only have a moment to gasp for much-needed air before you’re slammed up against the door. Denki slams into you so deep that his cock hits your g-spot on the first thrust. He’s ramming into you so hard that your thigh starts to slip down. Denki picks you up, patting your bum as a signal for you to wrap your legs around his waist.

“Tell me…mmmm fuuuck…how much you love my cock,” he finally grits out, his words getting lost between the sounds of your love-making.

You didn’t expect to be pleasured tonight by Denki, and honestly, you were completely okay with finishing yourself off, but knowing that he’s taking the time to make sure you’re taken care of when it’s his night turns you on even more. A filthy, squelching sound can be heard every time Denki pushes in, coating his cock with your juices.

“Ah… mmmm… I love your cock, baby - love… how... mmmm… it fits in my mouth... and fills me up. I love when you’re inside me, and... you fill me up with your cum and there’s so much it drips out… Your cock is the best I’ve ever had… God baby, I feel like it’s my birthday tonight.” You babble in between kisses and moans.

“I want you to feel good too, baby, now come on lemme hear you scream. I want everyone downstairs to know you’re taking my cock and loving it.”

Both of you are a damn mess at this point. Your hair sticking to your face, and drool dribbling down your chin, but all you can think about is the wave of pleasure about to seize your entire being. Denki feels it too since he starts thrusting at an uneven pace, but still able to hit your g-spot with unapologetic precision, like the sharpshooter he is.

It takes one more deep thrust to topple you headfirst into the abyss of your long-awaited orgasm, and oh does it feel good.

“Denki! I- oh god- right there! Right fucking there, oh god I-I’m- mmmm...”

A scream is ripped from your throat, as your back is slammed against the door, your boobs bouncing up and down from the sheer force of Denki’s thrusts. He found his way down to your pussy, making sure to rub your clit with his thumb, so you get the dual sensation. Liquid heat rushes through every inch of you, releasing any and all tension from your body. Denki continues to fuck into you, making sure you come more than once. He groans when your pussy clenches around his dick, but he doesn’t stop riding your orgasm out with you until you’re completely spent. Your body buzzes in the blissful after-effects, but you come back to reality when Denki grunts.

“Fuck, babe, lemme come all over that pretty face.”

You whine at the dull throb of your pussy, the thought of being covered in Denki’s seed is exciting you despite just getting off. You unwrap your legs from his waist, and make your way down on your knees once again. Denki takes himself in his hand and works himself in overtime with coordination you had no idea he still possessed while being this tipsy. Seeing the outline of his flexing bicep reminds you of how much power he wields over you. You eagerly await for him to finish on you. You lick your lips, hoping to catch any drops of come that land in your mouth.

“Say ah,” Denki pries your jaw open with his other hand.

“Ahhhh,” you obey, looking up at him expectantly. You run your fingers wherever you can; his arms, down his stomach, his thighs like you don’t know where to hold on to for purchase. He speeds his hand up a little more, his jaw clicks and you see his jawbone protrude, giving a masculine, angular look to his face. Everything about Denki right now screams dominance that you’re wondering if this is even your Denki. You’re taken out of your thoughts when he groans, spilling his seed all over your face and in your mouth.

“Just like that… fuck yeah… now swallow like the good girl I know you are.”

There’s so much come that it drips down your chest and between your cleavage. He groans at the sight of you covered in his seed, and he makes sure to milk every last drop. You make sure to look up at him when you swivel his cum around like your finger painting, before bringing it up to your mouth and sucking it. You make sure to lick yourself clean, not wanting any to go to waste, and Denki watches with his mouth slightly open and chest heaving, trying to catch his breath, but it’s impossible with the image in front of him.

Once you finish putting on a show, you get up and take Denki by the hand to lead him to the bed you share. There’s a moment of stillness, electricity still buzzing through the room, but you’re both way too exhausted from the long day to have any energy to really bask in the afterglow. You’re caught up in your own thoughts, but you’re interrupted when you hear a “honk” and catch Denki blowing a kazoo with his party hat barely hanging onto the side of his face. You still can’t believe you came with him wearing that hat; you must really love him. He looks thoroughly fucked out and like he’s just had the best birthday ever.

Denki’s had the best birthday ever. Period. He turns to snuggle into you, despite both of you being sweaty and sticky. He wants to feel you against him.

“Thank you, Y/N, for today, and for all the birthdays before, and the many others to come. I feel like the luckiest guy in the world being able to spend them all with you.” He trails off as a yawn takes over. You lean forward to kiss him lovingly on the lips. Your noses rub together in that sickly sweet way that everyone secretly loves, but pretends to hate if they see another couple doing it.

And as his eyes threaten to shut, Denki thinks it’s a perfect finish to a perfect night. The end. He faintly hears you giggle, and the last thing Denki hears before he drifts to sleep is-

“It’s only the beginning, birthday boy, only the beginning. Happy birthday, Denki.”

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Hi hii!! May I get a matchup for one of Class 1A? I don't mind what gender because I think that both girls and boys are sexc *cough* anyways,, I have black- kinda wavy hair that goes right below my shoulders and I'm a person who's always laughing at terrible jokes I make because I'm a funny person haha- I also LOVE to draw and I would love for someone who showers me with affection because I'm very touched-starved like that 🥺🥺 thank you very much!!

Hi hi hi! I was so excited when I saw you sent a request in for a matchup because I love making friends and doing and writing stuff for them alsdjflsdj so uh yeah I had so much fun with this! <3 Also, I knew exactly who I shipped you with the second I finished reading this lol.

I ship you with: Mina Ashido!

-Okay firstly, she would absolutely shower you in attention, cuddles, snuggles, rub her face against yours, she’s just so touchy with you. She’s like that in general, but especially with her close friends, and even more so with you. She’ll just come up behind you with a “Whatcha doin, Y/N???” and drape her arms around your neck and down your torso. And even before you got together romantically, she would just casually cuddle you in the common area or in your rooms, and she didn’t really care if others saw or not.

-Will totally laugh at your jokes with you. She loves your sense of humor! Mina is another person who would definitely have inside jokes with everyone, and you two are always coming up with new ones. Contrary to you thinking that your jokes are terrible, she lives for them. She’ll sit there and hype you up and come up with terrible jokes with you. Sometimes both of you crack yourselves up so much that you can’t even get the joke out before you’re wheezing and wiping away tears from the corners of your eyes.

-The best part about the jokes? They start randomly. Both of you do it; you could just be sitting there studying or talking about something else entirely when it suddenly goes dead quiet for a moment, and then... “Hey, Y/N.” “Yeah?” “What did the socks say to the pants?” “I don’t know, Mina, what did they say?” “Sup, britches?” Cue the wild laughter and hollering. You’ve probably woken some others up in the middle of the night before during one of your sleepovers because of how much you make each other laugh.

-Mina loves your drawings. She’s so supportive of your work and will help you with it in any way she can! If you make her your muse, she’ll be head over heels for you in an instant. Not that she wasn’t already before, but she would really enjoy knowing she’s a source for your inspiration and passion. Also, Mina is hardly a serious person, but if you’re ever feeling down on yourself for how little you’ve drawn or like your your art isn’t good enough, she will 100% get serious with you and tell you how amazing your drawings are and how much hard work she sees you putting into them. She’ll make it her mission to build your self confidence back up.

-If she ever hears you say that you’re touch starved, you are NEVER getting rid of her. Like, ever. She will constantly be all over you 24/7 (as long as you’re okay with it) and holding you, cuddling you, and sneaking into your dorm to snuggle up to you at night. You’re not sure how many times the teachers have scolded her for that, but it’s way too many to count. You don’t mind though...she’s warm and soft and very very cuddly. :) She is a precious pink gremlin who loves you with her whole heart!

Fall Drabble: Hayrides

I didn’t see a fall themed word in your ask so I just went ahead with this one, I hope that’s okay! Also I apologize for any spelling or grammar errors, the second half of this was written while I was v tired and it was not proof read at all.

“Alright, here we are. Please make sure to behave yourselves accordingly.”

Aizawa stood up and hopped out of the doors to the giant bus you’d been on for over an hour now, which prompted the other students to stand and stretch or grab their things before exiting the vehicle. You and Mina had been at the very back, so you relaxed a bit as everyone else filed out into the field filled with pumpkins.

“I can’t believe they’re really letting us take a field trip to a pumpkin patch this year. Isn’t this so awesome!?” Your girlfriend squealed beside you as she waved her arms around and jumped up in excitement. Her eyes shone bright with joy, and you found it adorable how she could be so full of sunshine over the smallest things. You were so glad she was a part of your life. “Do you think they have apple cider here? Awe, man I hope they do! I haven’t had any in ages.”

“I’m sure they do,” you replied as you finally stepped off the bus.

The field in front of you was filled with pumpkins for as far as the eye could see, and off to the left there was a small gravel road that led to a dusty old barn with chipping red paint and a few boarded up windows. In front of the barn was a peculiar booth setup, and as you read the sign above it, you nudged Mina in the side and pointed over in the general direction of the building.

“I think I found your apple cider. Wanna go get some?” you asked with a grin.

“Oh, hell yes!”

The two of you made your way over and quickly got in line where you waited for what felt like forever before you were finally served. You reached your hand into your pocket to fish your wallet out and cover the cost, but Mina smacked your hand away and payed with her money instead before thanking the server.

“Why’d you do that? I’ve been saving up for this all week!” You pouted and whined, but she just brushed you off and smiled at you.

“Don’t worry about it. You know I love spoiling you!” Your pink counterpart giggled and bounced along next to you as you walked around the field looking at pumpkins after that. It didn’t take long to finish your drinks, and you were debating going back for another when a loud sound coming from the right caught the attention of both of you. “What do you think that is?” Mina asked you curiously.

“It kind of sounds like...a tractor?”

Sure enough, the giant machine was weaving it’s way through a beaten path in the middle of the pumpkin patch with a huge open trailer attached at the back. You watched as other students seemed to gather around it in anticipation for something. The tractor finally came to a stop a minute later by the entrance to the field, and some of your classmates hopped up onto the trailer bed where there were bales of straw for seats, and leaves scattered all over the floor amongst the loose strands of straw.

“It is a tractor, and they’re giving hayrides Can we go can we co can we go? Y/N please!” Mina begged. She clasped your hands in hers and shook them around as if that would help to convince you. Not that you needed any convincing, anyways. Of course you would go with her; all she had to do was ask.

“Let’s do it!” You tried to match her enthusiasm, but you weren’t sure anyone could outshine Mina, yourself included.

“Yassss! Come on then!”

The two of you scrambled your way over to the huge green tractor and hoisted yourselves up and into the trailer bed, greeting the other students as you did so. You spotted Ochaco and Midoriya on your right towards the end with Asui, Shouto and Iida were on your left, Tokoyami, Sero, Kaminari and Jirou were in front of you sitting in a neat line, and to your amazement, even Aoyama had tagged along. Mr. Aizawa sat at the very front of the trailer to oversee everyone and communicate with the driver, a stack of blankets in his hands in case anyone got cold.

As the tractor took off with a bumpy start, you accidentally lurched sideways into your girlfriend. She wrapped an arm around you to help keep you steady as you were all pulled along slowly, the holes in the ground making you bounce up and down every time the tractor drove over them. But you had to admit, this was fun. You couldn’t remember the last time you’d been out to do something like this. Maybe when you were a kid?

“Aizawa sensei, can we have a blanket?” Mina asked, and suddenly there was something soft being thrown at you. Mina unfolded it carefully and tossed it around you both to keep you warm. You leaned further into her, glad to be with her on a perfect Fall day like this one.

What more could you ask for?

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xiaomomowrites · 5 years

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Cold [Oneshot]

100 Prompts: Cold Attack on Titan | Eremika

Summary: Annoyed (because if she's going to wake her up to sleep with him she might as well make it worth his time), he pulls her down to him gently, and drapes both blankets over their figures. She gasps under his hold. "It's cold, don't be stupid," he says, ignoring how warm his own ears were feeling. It felt right, like a puzzle piece that he had been missing all along.

When she can’t sleep, Mikasa turns to Eren for help.

Find this story on AO3 and on FanFiction! {levi-nii-san | ampalayeah }

A/N: Y’all I’m having a field day with chapter 50 haha. I’m also having way too much fun revisiting these old drabbles and making them full oneshots.

So this one is set when they’re hiding out in that cabin after the Wall Rose invasion and the smiling titan incident. I'm so soft for Levi and Mikasa's relationship, I wish they were closerrrrrr. I wanted to play with the idea of hot/cold since last time she was cold, Eren was there to help her out. Now she has two boys that (should lol) love her and it warms my heart haha.

12:03 AM

Mikasa sighed in exasperation.

She tossed and turned in bed for another twenty minutes before realizing that just laying around wasn’t going to help her fall asleep anytime soon. Her thin sheets slipped off of her feet when she attempted to pull them up to her nose. And when she tried to trap the blanket beneath her feet and stretch the top to her face, her hand slipped. She whimpered from the pain of punching herself in the forehead.

A gust of wind blew one of the windows open and she was the only one in the room that sat up, alarmed. The two girls she shared a room with were way too deep asleep to notice and she envied them for it. They resided on opposite corners of the room, whereas Mikasa’s bed was towards the center, directly in mother nature’s line of fire.

With a groan, she slid off of her bed and went to close it, cursing the winds as they slapped her in the face. It wasn’t even close to winter; the gods just wanted to smite her tonight.

Maybe this is what she gets for calling Levi a chibi this morning.

She closed the window successfully, surprised that the loud slam had not woken up her roommates. She leaned against the wall, exhaling deeply, her hands hugging herself as the jolting pain reminded her that her ribs were still healing from the incident.

Mikasa muttered a string of profanities under her breath from frustration at the situation; she couldn’t even close a damn window without getting the wind knocked out of her (no pun intended). She tried to take a deep breath, but her breathing staggered from the pain. She sauntered back to her bed, carefully sliding in.

12:20 AM

It had been a few days since the Wall Rose invasion, and things were kept on the downlow. She was glad she still had a handful of her friends at this point, and thankful that they were blessed with some time to recuperate from their losses.

Still, the image of the smiling titan reaching down at her and Eren burned in her mind, the memory still fresh as ever. It had brought up rather unpleasant memories for her, as she was forced to face a traumatizing moment from her childhood.

Suddenly, she felt even colder.

Mikasa opened her eyes again, hoping it would wash away the flashbacks she saw in the dark behind closed eyes. She turned to her side and curled up into herself, the thin blanket (if it could even be considered a blanket, this damn sheet) bundled up where her hands supported her face. Her back was now open to the chill in the room.

Her mind flickered to Eren, as she considered how much more traumatizing that might have been for him. She wondered if he was sound asleep right now.

As thoughts of him slowly took over her mind, she felt her eyes close slowly. A slight warmth made its way through her body, starting from her stomach, spreading in both directions, until she felt it in her ears.

She remembered that stupid, adorable look on his face when she put- no, slammed- all the cards on the table and told him everything she had felt for him. She thanked him, told him how important exactly he was to her, and hoped to whatever higher being there was that Eren read between the lines.

He must have, she concluded, because with the way that he looked at her, there was no way he didn’t get it.

And, oh, the way that he was leaning towards her when she thanked him for wrapping the scarf around her brought on a tingling feeling that accompanied the warmth she felt in her lower half.

She might have felt a little embarrassed at first, considering the way that moment was ruined. She was oh so close, and her intentions were clear in what her next move was going to be – and yet, he pulled back.

Granted, he had pulled back to save her. His stubbornness refused to let that be it for them, and his gesture was accompanied by a promise. If they both hadn’t almost died that day and they weren’t totally hiding out to save their lives in a shitty, freezing cabin tonight, she would almost say she was living like a fairytale with her dreamy knight in shining armor.

Or maybe she was just romanticizing the whole situation again, but damn it, it sure was helping her fall asleep.

12:34 AM

Just as Mikasa felt the sweet release of sleep take her into its arms, she heard the door creak behind her. Though she tried to ignore it at first, she then felt a steady gust of wind coming from the window in the hallway that was now making its way through her door. It blew gently against her exposed back.

Irritated at the size of the damn sheet she was given, she turned around to face the door.

It was fine, for a minute or so, until the opening of the door just got bigger as more air pushed through. Her ears and nose felt the nasty chill, and she took a deep breath to try to relax and warm herself up.

For fuck’s sake, she just wanted to sleep.

When ignoring it just wasn’t enough and she felt her teeth colliding from the cold, and the goosebumps through her long-sleeved dress-shirt, she sighed. She could see her breath in the air when she exhaled. The way her lean frame shivered made the sharp pains in her ribcage difficult to ignore.

This was ridiculous. It wasn’t even this cold last night or this morning. A cold front must have decided that it was the perfect time to torment her, when she knew they had training and cleaning to do as soon as the sun came up.

She wondered how the other girls fell asleep so easily.

Mikasa glanced as Sasha, a loaf of bread in her hand as she decorated the quiet air with her soft snores. She must have passed out easily after eating more than she should have. Being well fed definitely meant more warmth. She immediately regretted giving her second portion to Sasha at supper.

She looked over to Historia, who was graced with the only extra blanket. They said something about treating the future queen right and her small frame being even more susceptible to the cold. Mikasa’s face fell; she couldn’t even be mad about that.

She remembered her other roommates back in their training days, when the military barracks had better air conditioning. Even in the harsh winters they managed to get some sleep in the cold. Annie always managed to steal extra blankets, and she remembered how Mina always slept in the corner bed, away from all the doors and windows and vents.

How did she get so unlucky this time?

Then she remembered how Ymir managed. She was never in her own damn bed; always welcomed in by Historia as they cuddled up together most nights.

That’s it!

How had she not thought of this before?

“Of course,” she sat up, rubbing her arms for warmth, “body heat.”

12:54 AM

Mikasa hesitated for a moment, grimacing once again as her attempts to stand up reminded her of her damned injury. She weighed her options for a minute, wondering if he was even awake right now. And if he wasn’t, she would have to wake up him.

Eren was weird about being woken up. He could stay up like the night owl he is, but interrupt his sleep and he’d start whining and that temper of his would show itself. When another strong gust of wind slapped her in the face and caused her to shudder painfully, she decided she’d deal with the complaining. She grabbed the thin sheets discarded behind her and wrapped it around her shoulders.

The cold floor numbed her bare feet with each step as the wind taunted her on the way to the boys’ room. The cool air that she inhaled made it much more difficult to breathe, as painful as it already was.

A moment of hesitation caught her as she eyed the stupid window at the end of the hallway, considering just closing the damn thing and crawling back into her own bed.

Then a figure came up behind her, and Mikasa let out what sounded like a cross between a gasp and a curse.

“The hell are you doing up?” the voice drawled.

“Levi,” she exhaled, rubbing at her chest that now ached from being startled.

“-Heichou,” he corrected, bringing the cup of tea up to his mouth. He observed her intently as she regained composure, but she still looked so fragile. Her fingers gripped tightly at the sheet-cape that decorated her thin shoulders. He scowled, it was very unlike her.

“I was…cold.” The young soldier explained, quite abashedly. She hated admitting this kind of weakness, especially to her captain who thought so highly of her. Levi’s gaze shifted to the window across the hall and he sighed when he noticed her arms supporting her torso. She was still in pain, and the breeze was coming at her full force. Suddenly, his strongest soldier, his star apprentice, his protégé, looked so frail. He hated it.

Handing her the half-full warm cup in his hands, he trudged over to lock the large window once and for all.

“Thank you,” she smiled, full of relief and reached out to hand him his cup once again.

He didn’t take it. “Take a sip. It’ll warm you up.”

Her eyebrows shot up at his generosity; it was quite out of character, this whole interaction. “Are you sure?” she hesitated.

“Before I change my mind.” He watched her bring the cup up to her mouth, an eyebrow raised as she used two hands. She looked like a child.

Mikasa felt the perfect warmth of the liquid glide smoothly down her throat and into her stomach, the warming effects spreading through her entire body. She felt the sleep-inducing herbs in the tea cradle her gently, and suddenly she forgot what time it was.

“Thank you,” she says again softly, and Levi grunts gently in response.

He observes her for a moment. He notices how even this late at night, she’s holding herself like she has a point to make and people to impress. Regardless, Mikasa’s troubled eyes reveal to him more than she’d like to let on.

“You okay?” he asks, and it wasn’t out of obligation. She’s wearing a look on her face that he’s seen way too many times in the mirror.

The question takes her a bit by surprise. First the tea, and now he’s asking her about her wellbeing?

She liked soft Levi; he was acting like a big brother. Maybe he just was a lot nicer this late at night. She could get used to this.

“I think so,” Mikasa contemplates, taking another sip. “It just hurts.”

“Your injury, or…?”

“Both,” she admits, understanding his question before he hesitates to ask it in full. “It’s hard to sleep sometimes.”

He seems to comprehend without further explanation. “It’s not an easy job, kid. You’re doing just fine,” he crosses his arms and watches as a smile tugs at her lips. “As for your boyfriend-”

“Oh,” she interrupts him, embarrassed, “he’s not…” she feels her cheeks and ears become filled with warmth, and it’s definitely not from the tea. She stares at her reflection in the liquid, flustered. When she looks up, Levi is just staring back, eyebrow raised.

“But, um,” is all she can say next. And then, “thank you, heichou.”

Levi’s face falls. “You say that too much.”

Mikasa chuckles softly, the warmth of his kindness surging through her. She curls the tips of her fingers around the circumference of the cup once more. “I guess I do.”

“Listen Eren, thank you-”

“Go to sleep, Ackerman. You have to be up early tomorrow.”

“Ah, yessir,” she answers affectionately, causing him to roll his eyes. She hands the cup back to him and watches as his (smaller) hand grabs it from the top in a crane-like motion. Mikasa realizes a second too late that there’s no way he’d drink from that again.

Except he does. Granted, it was one small sip, before he walks it over to the sink. She wants to smile so bad, her anxieties from being up so late suddenly eased. She’s ready to retire to bed once more.

Realizing that she’s just standing there awkwardly, Mikasa forces herself to move. They walk past each other and Levi watches her walk in the opposite direction of the girls’ room.

“Wait, isn’t your room…” his eyebrows came together in confusion. But then he realizes she probably is aware of where she’s going, “nevermind.” He shakes his head, disappearing into his own quarters.

Mikasa felt her cheeks warm up as she pushed the door open to the room.

1:26 AM

Careful not to wake any of the other boys, Mikasa easily spots Eren’s bed. She steps towards him and onto a creaky floorboard.

“Damn,” she curses as a head pops up from one of the beds in the farthest corner. It’s just Armin. The blond rubbed at his eyes to get a clearer vision of the intruder.

“Sorry,” she whispered, gesturing for him to go back to sleep. When he saw it was just Mikasa, he flopped back down on his pillow.

She gently nudged at Eren’s shoulder. At first, he just shifts his entire body, his shirt riding up. Mikasa looks away for a second to regain composure, her ears warming up against the cold air.

“Eren,” she tries again, shaking him a little harder.

His eyes shoot open and he looks up at her. For a moment she finds it a little creepy that he is just laying there, looking at her with eyes wide open, but when his mind finally processes it's one of his best friends, he sighs. He ran a hand through his hair and pushed his palms against his eyes to wake up.

“Hi.”

“Mikasa,” he calls out to her, his voice deep and husky from just waking up. She shudders, but it might not have been from the cold. “What is it?”

She sat at the edge of his bed with her blanket still wrapped around her. “I couldn’t sleep.” She realizes how pathetic it sounds as soon as it leaves her mouth.

“Are you serious?” He tries to sound angry, but he’s just so damn tired.

“Yeah, I…I’m sorry,” she panics, and gets up to leave, but he catches her arm. Her hands are cold.

“What’s wrong?” he looks up at her, now fully awake. He notices the way she’s holding herself, assuming it was her injury that was bothering her again. “I told you not to do sit ups this morning.”

She pouts, and he yawns. “It’s not that.”

“Then what is it?”

“It’s cold...” she says quietly, unaware that she had just tugged at his heartstrings.

He blinks, and in a moment he sees nine year old Mikasa, tied up and bruised, repeating the same exact words. He scoots over on the small twin-sized bed and expects her to take the invitation and curl up to him like old times, but she doesn’t.

Slightly annoyed (because if she's going to wake her up to sleep with him she might as well make it worth his time), he pulls her down to him gently, and drapes both blankets over their figures.

Under the sheets, he pulls her closer until her back is against his chest, careful not to irritate her injury. She’s so close he can smell her hair. It smelled faintly of something floral, something like home. He suddenly never wants to let go.

She’s shell-shocked considering they haven’t been this close in a long time. This may have been a regular thing in their childhood, but there was a point where it wasn’t exactly socially acceptable without any further implications.

“What are you-“

“It’s cold, don’t be stupid.” he says, ignoring how warm his own ears were feeling. He felt her relax under his hold.

She hummed in response and set her arm atop his, tracing the top of his hand gently as he held her close. Although her hands and feet were indeed freezing, and she was shivering slightly at first, heat radiated through both of them.

It felt right, like a puzzle piece that he had been missing all along.

“G’night,” he mutters, muffled by her hair.

“Good night.”

6:30 AM

His eyes remained closed, but he knew it was time to get up.

He would never admit it to anyone, but that was probably the best sleep he has had in years. He could tell by the way his mind and body felt well rested enough to get up, while the comfort of the bed was just way too enticing.

The sun was shining through the window, threatening to open his eyes, and if he didn’t get up soon, Levi would be in here any moment to drag him out of bed for training himself. He felt a weight shift beside him.

“Eren,” Mikasa mumbles, stirring him awake.

His eyes flutter open to see her disheveled hair and flushed cheeks, eyes squinting as she, too, was working on waking up. He notices that his own clothes were feeling a little uncomfortable. She had kicked off both blankets in her sleep, exposing herself. Her sleeves had been rolled up and her dress was pulled up to her upper thighs, looking as if she had worn a large shirt to bed instead of her long, conservative nightgown.

His arm was still around her midsection, his leg carelessly rested between both of hers. She had turned around to face him at some point in the night, her hand on his chest the only thing between them. Their limbs were a tangled mess.

She was so close to him, it was mesmerizing. Plus, he just woke up; he felt his mind going in circles.

“Good morning,” a third voice spoke up, sounding way too cheeky this early in the morning.

Eren panics a little, frowning at how exposed she looked, and in the boys’ room no less.

He was quite thankful, however, that the blankets still covered his lower half, and that it looks like Connie and Jean had already gotten up and left the room for the morning (though, no doubt, he'd get so much shit for this at breakfast).

She looked so flustered in his bed, it was quite a sight to wake up to. He racks his brain to remember what exactly happened last night. It was a hazy memory, so he looked to Armin instead, who just stood there looking all smug as he made his bed.

“Sleep well?” The third musketeer asks, tongue in cheek.

Eren throws a pillow at him.

Beside him, Mikasa tries untangling herself from him, and he missed the warmth of her proximity, even though it felt like 90 degrees in his own bed. He looked at her questioningly. She pushed the hair that was sticking to her face.

“It’s hot.”

#attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #aot fanfiction #snk fanfiction #aot #snk #attack on titan fanfiction #eremika #eremika fanfiction #Eren Jaeger #Mikasa Ackerman #levi ackerman #armin arlert #aot chapter 50 #eren x mikasa #mikasa x eren

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BnHA Chapter 162: Mirio Feels

Previously on BnHA: We tuned in to the local hospital where the wounded heroes had been taken for treatment. Aizawa, Kiri, Tamaki, Hot Gum, and RockLockRock are all fine. Eri is apparently still feverish, and Aizawa told Deku that they had her in quarantine due to her dangerous and as-yet-uncontrollable quirk. He then took Deku up to Nighteye’s room where All Might had gathered along with Nighteye’s sidekicks. Turned out Nighteye’s injuries were too severe and he was dying. All Might and Nighteye made peace with each other, and Nighteye was glad All Might had decided to fight against fate. He’d struggled for so long to find a way to change the future himself, and Deku finally showed him that it was possible. Mirio then ran into the room, and at this point things reached ugly crying levels of emotion, with Mirio begging Nighteye to live and thanking him for everything he’d taught him, and Nighteye cupping Mirio’s face gently and looking at his future one more time. He told him everything would be all right and that he would become an outstanding hero, and he told him to keep smiling. AND THEN HE FUCKING DIED. And everyone was sobbing, and with good reason, because it was the saddest fucking shit ever you guys.

Today on BnHA: Gran Torino and Naomasa go Kurogiri-hunting in the mountains and nearly get picked off by one of All for One’s proteges, all because they didn’t think to bring Ashido Mina with them. Back at the hospital, Aizawa gets ready to take his kids back home and Deku goes to talk to Mirio. Mirio is surprisingly chipper for someone who just lost his quirk and his mentordad all in one day! He tells Deku it’s because he wants to honor Nighteye, who told him to keep smiling. Deku, who has been wracked with self-doubt over Nighteye’s belief that Mirio should have inherited OFA, offers to give Mirio his quirk. But Mirio declines before he can even finish the question. He says that even if that were possible, Deku would just end up in his place, and he doesn’t want him to go through that. He also says that Aizawa told him that if Eri learns how to control her quirk, it might be possible for her to return him to normal. In the meantime, he’s taking a temporary leave of absence from U.A., and he tells Deku that he should keep smiling too. We then cut back to U.A., where Todoroki Shouto and Bakugou Katsuki are finally back from the void to welcome us to the next mini-arc.

(As always, all comments not marked with an ETA are my unspoiled reactions from my first readthrough of this chapter. I’ve read up through chapter 187 now, so any ETAs will reflect that.)

whaaaaat

SO THIS IS WHY GRAN COULDN’T GO ON THE RAID WITH THEM OMG. WHO ARE YOU TALKING TO, GRAN

it can really only be one guy if he’s talking about “most troublesome.” holy fucking shit

YEP

holy shit

this definitely helps in the fight against the League. this is excellent. with him captured, that puts a much-needed check on the League’s potential scheming. for example he can’t just warp Tomura into Deku’s bedroom in the middle of the night and kill him in his sleep. which is definitely something I’ve wondered about before in terms of “why haven’t they just...”

and if Horikoshi needs them to regain this ability later on, he can just have Kurogiri break out of prison. it shouldn’t be that hard, since “Breaking Myself Out of Prison” is basically his goddamn quirk

this is really going to piss Tomura off once he finds out, though. I feel like there will be some consequences for this. and now he’s got that quirk-be-gone, too. oh shit

anyway, so Naomasa is there too and he’s telling Gran and the cops to use caution. ya think?

how are they going to restrain him?? so fucking curious about this

(ETA: pro writing tip: if you’re ever not sure how to address a troublesome plot hole, just distract everyone with a giant mountain-crushing villain, and then later on have the characters resolve everything offscreen lmao)

lol Kurogiri is polite as ever

a “ruffian”, huh

and he says he has some business with that ruffian

so that’s what Tomura sent him out here for. who could this ruffian possibly be??

also, if said ruffian shows up and he doesn’t have like scraggly hair and a hobo jacket (or alternately, pompadour hair and a motorcycle jacket), I’m really going to take issue with their choice of description here. don’t get my hopes up like that

Gran’s all “I’d love to hear all about it once you’re behind bars”

dammit Gran, you’re so fucking hard-boiled. but I want to hear about it now though

oh shit, all of a sudden there is a thumping sound loud enough to scare a bunch of nearby birds

holy shit now Kuro is flashing back to a conversation with All for One that he apparently had shortly before the Kamino incident

WHO IS HIM

what is this freaky weather forecast all of a sudden!? DOES THIS PERSON HAVE A WEATHER CONTROLLING QUIRK??? :O

(ETA: nope that’s just the big radio he wears around his neck for as-yet-unknown reasons)

yooooo and now Kurogiri is saying Tomura wasn’t the only one AFO was “cultivating” omg!!?!??

(ETA: rereading this part, I’m finding myself extremely intrigued by All for One’s relationship with Kurogiri. like, Kuro appears to be part of his inner circle, and in hindsight that makes sense, because AFO trusted him enough to watch over Tomura, his heir apparent. but anyways, we’re seeing here that Kuro knows a lot more about AFO’s plans than he let on before, including stuff that Tomura more than likely doesn’t know. very, very interesting.

also, the line “our master has already seen the future” and the fact that AFO specifically planning ahead for something like this makes me more certain than ever that this man isn’t going to stay locked up for too long. oh my god I’m so curious about this long game that he’s playing, and having to wait an indefinite amount of time to find out is going to drive me crazy, I already know.)

OH SHIT

THIS IS THE GUY WE SAW ALL THE WAY BACK IN LIKE... JESUS. LEMME GO CHECK

-- CHAPTER 57. HOLY SHIT. WE GOT ONE PANEL OF HIM, AND THAT WAS IT FOR MORE THAN 100 CHAPTERS. I FORGOT ALL ABOUT HIM. EVERYONE FORGOT ALL ABOUT HIM, MOST LIKELY

(ETA: so as you all know, we also saw him in Kiri’s flashback in chapter 144! he was walking around in Downtown Wherever Kiri Lives and asking middle schoolers for directions to the Springer Hero Offices. who or what or where is Springer?? I sure don’t fucking know. but anyways he was very polite, but he also started to crumble apart a building with his bare hand before Mina came and calmed him down. and he was all “everything I do is for the Lord”, which, given what we now know, was more than likely referring to All for One.

so that’s pretty much all we know about him so far. or at least all I know about him, being about 30 chapters behind still. hmm.)

-- SON OF A BITCH we’re cutting back to the hospital the following morning

fine. we don’t actually get to see if Kurogiri was really captured or not. or who tf this new godzilla dude is. whatever

there’s a TV playing the news, and apparently the police are taking a lot of heat for letting Overhaul’s caravan get attacked and having the “important evidence” stolen

yeah I’ll say they should be taking some heat for that. at least we know they can’t make any more of the stuff

oh snap Deku just walked into the lobby where Aizawa and Recovery Girl were watching

apparently this is his first time hearing this news

(ETA: either that or Aizawa and Recovery Girl just gave him the gruesome details about the attack)

oh Deku

Aizawa is immediately saying he shouldn’t let it get to him and it’s not something he should feel responsible for

apparently Recovery Girl made the rounds and healed all the kids, so they’ll all be heading home with Aizawa shortly

but Deku’s asking if he can stay until Eri wakes up

Aizawa says that Deku being here won’t change the situation and that they need to leave her in the doctors’ care

Deku’s pouting but he’s not arguing back

but he wants to say goodbye to Mirio (who’s going to be staying in the hospital a bit longer)

and he’s just RUNNING OFF before Aizawa can tell him that now isn’t really a good time omg

-- why are you so hot

OH MY GOD

I HAVE SOME CONCERNS ABOUT THIS YOUNG MAN

he’s loudly greeting Deku and proclaiming that he’s in “tip top shape”

Miriooooooo. don’t lie. you don’t have to do that, it’s okay to be upset for a little while. about, you know. LOSING YOUR FUCKING QUIRK AND YOUR MENTOR ALL IN THE SAME DAY

Mirio when will we be done with these feels. fucking when. I can’t with this brave, beautiful boy. I fucking can’t

Mirio I’m going to cry all over again, STOP

and now he’s sitting up

and he says that even though Nighteye was always all 8/!!! around Deku, around Mirio he actually smiled quite a lot

and we’re flashing back to the last thing Nighteye told him, which was to keep smiling

so good. so pure. I can’t. we don’t deserve

he says that if he’s wearing a glum face it will be harder on Eri, too

at the mention of Eri, Deku’s talking about how Mirio protected her even without his quirk

but meanwhile he himself was saved by Eri even though he was supposed to be protecting her

“but if you had been the successor...”

ohhhhhhh

okay. well that’s okay. they needed to have this conversation anyway

also does Mirio have any idea what Deku is even talking about though. DEKU COULD YOU STOP TELLING EVERY THIRD PERSON YOU MEET ABOUT YOUR SECRET FUCKING QUIRK

OH FOR FUCK’S --

after all this, now he decides that Nighteye was right all along?? after Nighteye himself even basically said he was cool with it now

but I think it’s just because he’s starting to feel like All Might always did. that with great power comes great responsibility. he’s been given this ability and he has a responsibility to live up to it

“if you’ve got the strongest guy showing you the ropes, you can’t go losing.” he’s been flashing back to that fight repeatedly throughout this arc. this has been weighing on his mind for a while now

but Mirio. oh Mirio

honestly, an answer like that just cements the fact that he really would have been worthy of it, though

hell, I bet you Mirio could pick up Thor’s fucking hammer

“even if, for the sake of argument, something like that were possible” fucking lol. yes. this is all purely theoretical, of course

anyway, he says that even if he agreed, then Deku would be the one left in Mirio’s place, quirkless

of course we all know Deku has plenty of experience with that already. but he does have a quirk now. and it’s a quirk that he earned and he absolutely deserves as well

Mirio says he doesn’t know what’s got Deku so down, but that he did great

and yeah, he really did. he beat the fucking final boss

oh?

WHAT

I HAVE NEVER SEEN AIZAWA LIKE THIS OH MY GOD??

he looks like he’s the one being comforted??

oh my god. anyway

Mirio says that if Eri is able to regain control of her quirk then they could try to use it to restore him to a state when he still had his quirk

or if they can’t do that, they’ll try to find other ways to turn him back to normal

yesssss. because plus ultra. we don’t give up. s’not how we do things

I’m so glad he still has hope. even if he is amazing and so brave and has been putting on a cheerful face, he’s still a kid and he needs that

and Aizawa knew that. because he’s not just class 1-A’s mom, he’s apparently everyone’s mom. and he saw this crying kid who’d just lost his father figure after being badly injured and losing his quirk, and he couldn’t just leave him like that. so he immediately took whatever steps he could to try to solve the problem and give the kid some hope and comfort

and like, is it even possible to stan this man more than I already did though because damn

and now Mirio’s giving Deku a cute little “cheer up” punch omg

... [hair rufflesssss]

and meanwhile IN THE SHADOWS

feels for everyone!! feels for you, feels for me! angst for everyone! free angst! we’re giving it away! you won’t find this deal anywhere else!! so come on down to BnHA where we have mentor feels and cute senpai feels and angsty dad feels all on the same fucking page!

ffff

so now the narration says that Mirio took a temporary leave of absence from U.A. after that

OH MY GOD

RED ALERT, PEOPLE. red FUCKING alert!!!

IT’S HAPPENING

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

you’re sorry? YOU BETTER BE FUCKING SORRY HORIKOSHI. IF YOU EVER TRY TO PULL THIS SHIT AGAIN I SWEAR TO GOD

I’M SORRY BOYS, BUT. YOU GET HAIR RUFFLES TOO. I’M GETTIN’ IN THERE. MESS THAT HAIR ALL UP

OH MY GOD I CAN’T BELIEVE IT GUYS. WE MADE IT

NO BONUS, but tomorrow there will be one with the character poll results, yay. in the meantime these good boys are getting noogies.

#bnha #boku no hero academia #gran torino #tsukauchi naomasa #kurogiri #midoriya izuku #aizawa shouta #toogata mirio #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #makeste reads bnha #plot twist kurogiri doesn't age thanks to his quirk and is almost as old as afo himself #and is one of his oldest friends and his most trusted confidant #he met him back when he was still in medical school #and they've helped each other out of many a jam over the years

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THE MUN WATCHES. The Resident - 2xx09 - The Dance - MID SEASON FINALE.

Okay. Here we go. HERE WE GO.

I AM SO READY FOR THIS.

Okay at first I thought this was like a hallucination scene but it is not. ....What the fuck are you doing. What the fuck, Pravesh. I 1000% like Julian right now. All of her reactions are good. Do not make her the reason for your marriage not happening. Go, Julian!

Mina’s dress already looks AMAZING. And I see Nic’s blue dress from the previews. Aaaayyyeeeee.

THE COMMUNITY CLINIC. Damn. This shit is happening fast. I love this whole scene so far. Nic and Mina are dropping those numbers. They have thought this through and are badasses. Take care of your community. <3 Also, Nic watching Marshall closely and then Marshall collapsing. NOOOOOOOOOOOO. :( Don’t let her future father-in-law die. <3 I really do love him. I don’t think he is as bad as Conrad says. Either he’s gotten better or Conrad had child/mom pref. blinders on.

He has Crohn’s? I have a lot of friends with it.

Marshall looking at Nic and going ‘They’re ganging up on meeee’. I adore him liking Nic. It’s so cute.

LAWL. HODAD’s lawyer makes me laugh. I hate him but also he speaks my language of sass and sarcasm.

Um. You want Lane to get off ( .....again... ) Like a doctor that RAPED his patients? I take everything back.. I really do hate him.

Ugh. QuoVadis. Fuck this place.

I am SO HERE for Julian being short and pissy at her job. I really do love her. I always loved her I just didn’t like what they were doing with her in regards to Devon. Like...I do enjoy their chemistry but I am not here for her being the reason that Devon and fiancee don’t work out.

‘I can heeeeaaar you.’

#Bless Marshall Winthrop

MARSHALL JUST GLARIN’ AT HODAD. SO FUNNY.

And his loveliness with Nic. Just.

NIC. “Talk to your dad like you talk to all of your patients.”

CONRAD THINKS HIS DAD LEFT HIS MOM AND HIS DAD JUST SAID THE OPPOSITE AND PAUSED AFTER CONRAD ‘CORRECTED’ HIM. I SMELL LIES. I SMELL MARSHALL PROTECTING HIS SON’S MEMORY OF HIS MOTHER.

‘I don’t want to be a burden.’ ‘You do not have to take care of me.’

I just.......... MARSHALL.

omg. Irving and Bradley. I love them.

JULIAN PLAYIN NANCY DREW.

GUYS. I am so worried they are going to murder Julian.

Oh look. The lab that existed is now gone again. IMAGINE THAT

SHOCKING.

The Raptor is so good at dealing with people even if he doesn’t want to be. lol

Awwwwww. Marshall turns to Nic to explain things.

LAWL. “Anybody but Bell.” HOW CAN YOU HATE HIM. LMFAO. BEAUTIFUL.

oh wow. Marshall listed Conrad as his medical proxy and Conrad is freaking out. I love that Nic is just calm about all this and is not letting Conrad derail himself or try and get out of his reasoning to not be it.

Irving doing a magic trick. Bless this man. “Is losing your sense of humor part of the marriage vows?” // “I’ll be by the elevators. Pacing.”

Is Devon’s mother telling him to just marry Priya?? Please no. [ My sister watched some c-drama last night and at one point this guy was guilted to get engaged the younger sister of his former best friend {or rather one of his group of close friends; she died in a car accident and he was driving). The younger sister was in love with him and tried to kill herself because he didn’t like her. So then the family and a mutual friend basically guilted him into getting engaged to her because she was going to kill herself otherwise INSTEAD OF GETTING HER MENTAL HELP. NO. LET US JUST MAKE THIS GUY THAT HAS NO FEELINGS FOR HER MARRY HER. ] okay good. She was not.

Oh god. Is that FDA guy going to be in the pocket of her work? Julian worry level is increasing.

Oh shit. ......Maybe HODAD will want her killed? Because QuoVadis is about to have a whistle blown on them......

Awwwww. Is Conrad going to ask Raptor/Mina to do his dad’s surgery?? Because that would be super cute. I would love that.

There are so many cute Nic moments in this episode. GOD. I NEED NIC AND CONRAD TO HAVE A BABY. Can’t tell if it is just me or Nic. Either way feeling a bit baby crazy. 99% sure that it is Nic going baby crazy.

Look at my babiessssss. They both look so lovely. ‘We don’t have to leave right away.’ Good Nic. I love her encouraging Conrad to be with his dad. That is a NOICE suit. OH. OOOOOHHHH. HERE IT COMES. ‘Do you want the truth?’

Oh shit. Mommy fell in love with the neighbor. This is some Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night Time stuff right here. Awwwwwwwwwwwwww. Marshall is making me want to cry. He is so loving and understanding of his dead wife even though they had their differences.. GOD. I LOVE THIS MAN. A+. THEY BETTER NOT KILL HIM. I WILL RIOT.

“I’m glad you came back.”

CONRAD JUST SAID I LOVE YOU TO HIS FATHER.

MARSHALL’S LIP WOBBLING.

THESE GUYS AND THEIR FEELS. MY HEART.

.....................

I called it.

Julian why would you announce who you were meeting. Especially if it is the FDA. This was all covert. Don’t say that shit out loud. That is how you get murdered.

75% of the way done and I am SO FUCKING PLEASED.

But now I am worried I have been lulled into a false sense of security....

Julian I am 100% with you, babe.

NO. NO SHE IS NOT A TEAM PLAYER. YOU ARE RIGHT. BECAUSE YOU A LIAR.

I’m sorry. Did Nic just say she doesn’t want kids? Conrad also looked SUPER surprised at that declaration. She keeps lighting up when around children or interacting with them. She is so freaking good with them. WHAT IS THIS.

Is this because of the miscarriage? I know she said something about currently having to take care of Jessie but she can’t use her sister as an excuse. I’m thinking Nic has some PTSD from the miscarriage. It is very common and super not talked about. I know she has a lot of things going on. Probably a lot of pent up feelings. Her mom dying when Nic was young, Jessie and her drug problems, the miscarriage, Conrad and his frustrating problems with opening up. But the last few episodes it seems like Nic is pretty happy but as we all know depression is easy to hide from others. And we saw that panic attack at Halloween. Definitely anxiety to some degree.

omg. Irving. ‘Hey guys. any of you seen Devon?’ Not good.

I am not okay with any of this. Devon is that guy that I hate. Like. How dare you do this to her on this day. ‘Why did you wait until now to tell me?’

‘you have humiliated me. and you think this little speech gets you off the hook?’

I give Priya 100% permission to murder her ex-fiancee.

SO. How the fuck is this going to go over when he goes downstairs and tells them he is calling it off?

Oh no. The dad is going to have a complication post-surgery isn’t he? Is it because of Mina rushing at that one point? Jeez. They are laying on the parallel between him and Marshall thick.

OH GOD.

MARSHALL.

NO. GET HIM SURGERY RIGHT NOW.

FUCK IS HODAD GOING TO BE THE ONLY ONE ON CALL RIGHT NOW????

Because if not, FUCK.

......FUCKING HELL.

MOTHER FUCKER. AND NIC HAD THEM TURN OFF THEIR PHONES. GOD DAMN IT

HODAD YOU KILL HIM I WILL FUCKING MURDER YOU.

AND NOW JULIAN IS GOING TO DRIVE INTO A DITCH SOMEWHERE

Why is everyone still chilling at the not-wedding???? TURN YOUR PHONES BACK ON. TURN THEM ON RIGHT NOW.

IT IS TIME TO RIOT.

JESUS CHRIST

Yes, Julian you are being followed. Maybe she pretends to crash her car? Or not. She legit ran off the road. Fuck.

Okay but....Nic and Conrad dancing together with no music was super sweet and I am pissed that nice moment was ruined but HIS DAD BETTER NOT DIE. AND WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT NIC NOT WANTING KIDS RIGHT NOW.

Preview: Okay. So it looks like HODAD shares a look with Conrad from the operating suite. and it looks like a not good one...but then there is another clip that looks like Conrad at his dad’s bed post surgery??? HE BETTER LIVE.

#☤ ┊ THE MUN WATCHES. / ◜ ❝ too many shows to little time ❞◞#the resident #the resident spoilers #I AM SO EXCITE

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