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epiclamer · 2 years

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I think I've already sent an ask today but oh well, apologies. a n y w a y. may I please ask for some touch starved villain and a hero who very freely gives out hugs?

I HAVE LITERAL ASKS FROM APRIL OMG GUYS IM SO SORRY—

Warm Hug

Hero ducked as Villain threw another punch, barely dodging before they lunged at the criminal, missing them by a hair as they were sent tumbling down an alleyway. The villain didn’t waste any time in going after Hero, before the crime-stopper could even think Villain pounced and had them pinned under their hips in a second.

It took a minute for Hero’s energy to die out, they fought the urge to just submit completely and let Villain take them to god knows where. They were incredibly exhausted and instead figured they could catch their breath before they kicked back up the fight.

“Hah! I-I win…” Villain wheezed, unable to catch their breath as they forced all their weight against their nemesis.

Hero couldn’t find the air to respond, their lungs felt like they were going to explode. Instead, they simply closed their eyes and let themselves go limp, mindlessly wrapping their arms around the one hunkered over top of them.

Suddenly, Villain stilled, completely unmoving. Their once rapid breathing had stopped entirely as if they had been rendered a statue.

“You alright?” Hero questioned from their position on the ground, opening one eye to peer at their enemy who seemed to have been frozen in time.

The villain however only blinked and tripped over their tongue, a hundred words coming out of their mouth in a second as a light blush coated their cheeks and their gaze averted Hero’s at all costs.

Hero, left confused at the sight of their now flustered nemesis, wondered if they had done something. Were they doing something inappropriate? Were any of their limbs in a compromising position for Villain? Had they said something subconsciously?

Villain took in a deep shaky breath, waking Hero out of their thoughts as they watched their cold-hearted nemesis try to speak once again.

“Why are you hugging me.”

It was whispered so faintly Hero thought they had imagined it. Not to mention the fact that a hug would be the last thing on their list of ‘potential weaknesses for Villain’. It was ridiculous after all.

The greatest villain in the whole city ruined by something as simple as a hug?

Hero would’ve laughed if they had heard it any sooner. But now? Watching their nemesis turn beet red and lose the ability to meet their eyes?

Now, Hero wasn’t quite so sure.

“Because you won and I’m exhausted.” The hero stated, tempting the villain to come up with an answer of their own, but Hero only drew silence. They slowly began to remove their arms, feeling somewhat ashamed in case they had hurt the villain somehow. “I mean if it bothers you I can stop, I just-”

“No.”

Hero blinked, Villain still wouldn’t look them in the eye, their arms shaking slightly from where they pinned Hero’s shoulders against the pavement.

“D-Don’t stop…” The criminal let themselves collapse against their nemesis, allowing the warmth from Hero’s suit to infiltrate their body. Pressing their face into the crook of the others neck in shame, they didn’t want Hero to see them like this.

“Villain is there something-” This time, Hero cut themselves off at the sound of light sniffling and something like a droplet of water running down their neck.

Villain was crying.

Hero couldn’t take another second of it, sitting up and squeezing the villain even closer which caused them to yelp. The crime-stopper simply clutched the other even tighter against their body before lifting them up off the ground, forcing Villain to wrap their legs around Hero’s hips.

It was obvious that Villain didn’t seem to mind the sudden movement, not putting up a fight or resisting to their enemy in away. Which was very unlike the villain, maybe the criminal did mind, but just didn’t have the energy to care.

Hero accepted that as the most believable option and set foot back to their apartment. Villain cried softly in their arms until they made it to Hero’s street, then the criminal promptly drifted off to sleep and fell limp against their nemesis.

When they made it inside Hero was careful in setting down the villain on the couch, but the other didn’t even stir. Completely melting to the hero’s touch and subconsciously searching and pleading for more.

“God, Villain… When was the last time someone took care of you?” Hero didn’t expect a response, mainly because they already knew the answer. But now that they knew, they couldn’t help the urge to help the villain.

Hero silently hoped Villain would let themselves be cared for as they sat gently beside them and began carding a hand through their knotted hair.

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rwsdarw · 2 months

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gross old people

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perplexi · 1 month

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#ok ko let's be heroes #voxman #professor venomous #lord boxman #flirty #touchy touchy #spicy #this went a litttle off the rails

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sugarkittycat04 · 2 years

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#touchy #mha #bnha #my hero academia #my hero academia fanart #my hero academia dabi #my hero academia hawks #Hawks fanart #hawks #dabi fanart #dabihawks fanart #dabihawks #keigo takami #touya todoroki #my art #fanart

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ccieatchildren · 10 months

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Scars

Shower steam filtered in through the open bathroom door, warming the bedroom and permeating the smell of soap in the air. They had been reapplying ointment, what little he had given them, to their still healing wounds and rebandaging them. Whumpee turned from their spot on the edge of the bed to watch as he walked in. There was a certain swagger to the way he carried himself that they despised. However, while Whumpee hadn’t been here for long, they had already learned not to engage with him if they didn’t have to– it wasn’t worth the risk– so Whumpee just stared.

A towel was slung low around his waist and his hair was still damp, leaving droplets of water in his wake. His half naked body was on full display, and Whumpee couldn’t stop from curiously analyzing each part of him. They typically didn’t get to see much of him due to clothing or dark lighting getting in the way, but now they could see the various scars littering his frame.

There were two slash marks on his lower right abdomen that formed an uneven cross, a line of indented flesh that seemed to encircle his whole left bicep, a bullet wound sat right above on his shoulder, and on his right collarbone were four deep cuts, almost like claw marks. Whumpee hadn’t expected someone like him to have so many cicatrices, he was a simple researcher, and while they did get hurt sometimes, they typically were small cuts from broken glass or chemical burns. They had their own to confirm. Furthermore, normal villains usually had many more lesions and blemishes across their figures from many fights and powers going haywire. Though, he wasn’t like many normal archetypes anyway.

Their train of thought was cut off by a deep chuckle. “Like what you see?”

Whumpee blushed, glaring at him, and turning back to what they were initially doing. He continued to snigger at their embarrassment while they furiously tried to refocus on patching themself up. The thought of the line being cliché and overused made them feel a bit better, and they continued to bash him in their head to calm themself down as they worked.

The rustling of a towel could be heard as he dried off his hair, sounding like a wet dog shaking itself dry. Then, they could hear him shuffling in the background, presumably fetching clothes from the closet. Whumpee tried to keep their gaze solely on what they were doing, but could no longer concentrate on their task. Having been caught staring, and him misinterpreting their attention, irritated them, but now they were even more curious. Forcing themself not to look, only made them want to look more. Whumpee cursed themself for having the self restraint of a five year old…

Slightly pivoting their head to peek at him again as he picked out his attire, they barely managed to stop themself from gasping at the sight. His back was still turned to them, and scrawled there was one of the most unsettling wounds they had ever seen. Along his upper back, spanning from the left shoulder to the right the word “BASTARD” was carved in large letters. The raised skin along his shoulder blades conveyed that the cut had healed long ago, but whoever had done it, made sure to slash deep enough so the mark would stay there forever. They had seen many things, from their own burnt skin melting off, to arms completely torn off, but the deliberately and aggressively engraved swear on his body disturbed them in a way they had never felt before.

Whumpee had never met anyone, villain or otherwise, who intentionally and methodically cut someone in a way that would leave them alive but always wearing a reminder of their experience. Especially in a way that exuded so much wrath and resentment. At least not until Whumper. They looked down at themself and the injuries that adorned their body. Was he using the same techniques on them that someone else had used on him? The thought made them shiver. Vigorously returning to their task, Whumpee swore to themself that they would not allow Whumper to scar them like he had been himself.

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“Just ask.”

Whumpee flinched. They had just finished one of their sessions and Whumper decided to patch them up afterwards this time. They would much rather do it themself, as his hands would always roam to places they didn’t need to, but Whumper would use better medicine whenever he played medic, and knew how to bind the wounds tighter than they ever could with their, now constantly, trembling fingers. They also weren’t allowed to say no to him.

“W-What?”

“I can practically hear the questions bouncing around in your head.” He suddenly pulled the bandage harshly, pulling a gasp out from them. “Not to mention the hole you’re burning into my back with your staring.” The hand on their middle considerably tightened, “it’s starting to piss me off, so ask.”

Whumpee contemplated his demand, unsure if he meant it or if it was just another one of his tricks, baiting them to make a mistake just so he could beat them again. But they could feel him getting agitated behind them, therefore they had to say something. However, Whumpee didn’t think asking him what was really on their mind would go over very well. They had to think of something quick, but, unfortunately, when it came to talking they didn’t work very well under pressure. So…

“How do you get your hair so sleek?” Whumpee wanted to smash themself over the head with a glass. This was the best their brain could come up with? Might as well say goodbye to a calm evening.

Whumper was still behind them, and they were already saying their prayers, until he barked out a laugh. “What?” The amusement pervaded his tone. “You have been ruminating for the past three days on how I do my hair?”

“… Yes.”

He continued to cackle behind them as Whumpee quietly panicked, hoping that was enough to quell him.

“Aww, that’s cute, darlin’. Didn’t know you still had the quips in you.” He took a moment to pretend to wipe a tear from his eye. “But I don’t think that’s what you’ve been thinkin’ about.” Arms locked around their waist, pulling them flush against him. A dark voice whispered in their ear, “Now, I’ve indulged your little game,” his arms constricted, pushing into their stomach, agitating their injuries, “letting you figure out the best way to approach this,” Whumpee looked away. “If I’m honest, it was quite nice to see you contemplate whether to ask me or not,” his voice grew smug, “it means you’re learning, becoming more obedient, which will only make things easier for the both of us in the future.” Whumper squeezed even further once again, and they groaned from the pain. “For that, I’m giving you an out. Be good and I’ll reward you. So,” he growled, “ask the damn question.”

Whumpee gulped. “Fine. Ju- Just let go,” they pushed at his arms, “it hurts.”

Whumper clutched them tighter. Whumpee could feel some of their wounds reopen under the pressure. “I’ll let go when you stop wasting my time.”

“Okay, okay,” they wheezed. “I just wanted to know about the large scar on your back,” the ache was getting worse. “The one that says bas–.”

He abruptly let them go, allowing air to filter back into their system and dampening the pain to a dull throb. “I know the one.”

Whumpee froze, trying to suppress their oncoming coughing fit. They didn’t want to set him off when he was obviously very displeased. He curtly got up and headed for the door, leaving them with the final words,

“Do not bring it up again.”

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Fuck that motherfucking mothafucka.

Whumpee wanted to punch something, they just did what he asked and now he’s mad at them, like it’s their fault.

Fuckin’ hate that fuckin’ kidnappin’ piece of shit. They continued to curse to themself as they finished the job Whumper brusquely left to them. Closing up the now open cuts, applying ointment, and finally bandaging them for the– hopefully– last time that day. Whumpee sighed to themself. Who were they kidding, he would ruin them again at night. But at least they had a new piece of information to exploit.

It may take a while, but they will escape from here and see everyone again.

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limited-hero · 9 months

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in the beach drawin, Link (Limited hero Link) has some bandages in his arms and it looks like he's got some injuries... is he ok??

the art is absolutely amazing btw it's awesome how the art quality has gotten better and better (and it keeps getting better!)

He unfortunately had some bad days in the past- but it’s ok- his “boyfriend” helped him bandage his arms so he would be comfortable joining them at the beach!!

And thank you so much!! (I gotta be honest- the first few pages were done intentionally bad XD )

#zelda au #limited hero #the legend of zelda #tloz #lh #limitedhero #comic #au #bandages #a bit of a touchy subject #warning!#he’s healing <3

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rubyfunkey · 4 months

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pondering them far too often

#rubulart #penny taken #hero smallton #oc #thrown hurt #heartheaded #original character #webweaving #webcomic #they are extremely platonic i just like drawing them being touchy

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drksanctuary · 6 months

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@everythingwasalreadypicked ‘s idea about Al losing his powers really got my mind juices flowing this morning:

Like Zues wouldn’t even do it personally. Facing off with some messenger of Zues (maybe hermes) in an alleyway bc he's making too much trouble.:

Alabaster Torrington and the Magic Thief:

Alabaster hadn’t expected to be cornered by a messenger of Olympus. Let alone Hermes himself,: Luke and Chris’s dad. THE messenger of Olympus.

Now really isn’t the time. He’s already feeling touchy and the last thing he wants is to be jumped by an enemy in an alleyway. But if it’s a fight he wants it’s a fight he’ll get. Alabaster attacks him with a charged hand, aiming for his chest.

Hermes ducks out of the way.Al Had anticipated this and he quickly turns directing his momentum to where the god went.

Hermes is almost surprised. But his winged feet are still too quick. He dodges the second blow, grabbing Al by the nape of his neck and slamming him into the wall.

Al grunts and struggles against the gods grip but he can’t escape.

“Sorry about this kid” Hermes says.

Al feels Hermes take something but he doesn't see what it is. He can't believe it. Olympians really are a divine mafia and he was getting fucking mugged?!.

Hermes lets go,his face a concerned frown.

Al spins on him with a snarl. He holds up his hand to charge another magic blast to hurl at the god. But nothing happens.

Al looks at his hand which is inexplicably empty. No green light coalescing in his palm, the runes on his shirt stay dormant.

He whips out one his cards gives it a double tap and then chucks it. It impotently floats to the floor, like a paper airplane caught in a wind. He tries another card, and then another and then he gets to the sword, which doesn't come out when he prompts it. Nothing is working.

"What the-" alabaster stutters, panic setting in before logic "what did you do to me?!"

Hermes' face remains a frown. "I'm…really sorry" he says and then flashes away.

The realization creeps up on him slowly, like a winter chill without wind. The world ...looks different. He can't feel its energy...the mist...it's just....gone. He tries not to hyperventilate but then a reminder sparks in his mind. He bolts to his safe house.

The runes that usually thrum with energy are silent and dull. He can't feel or hear them, but that's a passing fear.

He bursts through the door and looks around, breaths heavy and sporadic. He first goes to the study, then the kitchen, the bedroom. Empty.

"No..." Alabaster says, "no it can't..." He goes to the living room and opens the small tin that holds his most valuable possessions. Inside is an index card with the outline of a man. Alabaster places it on the table and taps it twice then looks around.Nothing happens. He does it again and Again. nothing…no one.

He slumps against the couch...he'd never felt so defeated. "No” he chokes back a sob “c-Claymore?" He asks into the still air. No response. He is,once more, painfully...utterly...alone.

Yup

I had to keep this angst in my head all day. AT WORK!

Hope you enjoyed 💕

#alabaster torrington #alabaster c torrington #oh he’s touchy bc he had just been in a fight with Claymore so let that sink in #the last words he’d said to him were not pleasant #let that sink in #;)#son of Magic #howard claymore #heroes of olympus #the angst!#percy jackson

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captainwaffles · 3 months

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Things I noticed while reading CotG part 9/9

This highlighted portion reminds me of touchy feels fool by AJR

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Someday, won't this be funny?

Well, I want it funny now

Man, I wanna laugh so loud

Someday, won't this be long ago?

I wanna feel that now

Sorry if I can't see how

But in general I feel like the book and song just kinda fit

Maybe I’m crazy

#captainwaffles #pjo #percy jackson #percy jackson and the heroes of olympus #cotg #pjo cotg #cotg spoilers #Ajr #touchy feely fool #Youtube

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epiclamer · 2 years

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hey!! your writing is awesome <3 i pretty much reread all of your stories for at least 7 times (yea i counted them some time ago, but could be more tbh). if you don’t mind may i please request? a touch-starved villain and a hero who finds this out, maybe with some teasing them about it, and overall kinda fluff. if it’s not too much to ask <3 have an awesome day/night! lol i’m nervous cuz i decided not to go anon lol

Eyyyyy don’t be nervous! I always love meeting you guys! And of course, this is a great trope.

(No reposts but reblogs appreciated <3)

Needing and Getting

Villain stifled a gasp as Hero’s hands clasped around their wrists, sure, maybe they were handcuffing them but it didn’t really matter, Hero’s hands were on Villains body. That’s what mattered. And it was invoking some very unwanted reactions from the criminal themselves.

Once the handcuffs were secure Hero’s hands moved to the villains hips, guiding them as they turned Villain to face front and meet Hero’s eyes. The warmth left a burning imprint along Villains sides, attracting their full attention and raising a blush to their cheeks.

“Finally.” Hero sounded exasperated and exhausted. After all, they had been playing this cat and mouse game for several months now, and just by pure chance Hero had caught Villain tonight.

Villains back was pressed up against the hood of the squad car Hero had been driving when they noticed their nemesis trapped in a sticky situation and took advantage of it. If only Villain hadn’t been so clumsy their heart wouldn’t be beating out of their chest and Hero’s touchy hands wouldn’t be mindlessly caressing their sides.

Hero took a deep breath of the fresh, city night air. Letting it out through their mouth after a moments time, completely unaware that their hands were tracing shapes into Villains hips and driving the other insane.

It wasn’t that Villain didn’t love the touch, and it definitely wasn’t that they didn’t crave it, it was just that it’s kind of embarrassing to break down into a touch-starved and needy mess in front of your mortal enemy. But right now, that seemed to be exactly what was happening.

“Okay, I need to pat you down now so just stand up against the car and spread your legs.” It was definitely a normal thing to say to a criminal you were arresting, especially if you were a hero. However, it was exactly what Villain didn’t want.

After the lack of obeying to Hero’s command, the crime-stopper sighed and moved one of their hands from Villains hip to their shoulder and slowly peeled them off the car. Turning them around gently and tapping their legs apart with the toe of their boot. Then, leaning gently in so that their lips just barely ghosted Villains ear, Hero said, “if you feel uncomfortable at any time, don’t be afraid to let me know, okay? I’ll try to adjust to a more appropriate search.”.

With that, Hero pulled back and began to let their hands work diligently down Villains body. Starting at their hips, going around their sides, moving down to their left leg, hands touching their thigh, working down to their knee and then calf, before Hero’s delicate hands fished a small pocket knife out of Villains boot and propped it on the ground. Hands now moving to the other side.

A couple more miscellaneous weapons dropped to the ground before finally Hero let out a small chuckle that filled the dead silence between the two. “Yknow, you’re usually much more talkative when it comes to our banters, everything okay?”

Villain didn’t respond. They couldn’t. They couldn’t bring themselves to respond because of the overwhelming presence of someone touching them. Someone touching them in careful, kind and soft gestures. It felt like they were going to faint. Every place Hero’s hands touched seemed to burn afterwards. Every moment there was a connection it sent a rush of blood to Villains face. Every time Hero’s hands were removed it was icily cold and dreadful besides the dull burning of imprints.

Villain was sure that if they opened their mouth to say even a word back to their enemy everything would spill out. Every plea, every whine, every beg, every gasp, every shudder, every moan, every groan, every sound that Villain had been withholding while Hero’s hands moved skillfully across their body as if they had done this a thousand times.

They wanted to beg and cry and plead, whether for Hero to stop or for Hero to continue, Villain didn’t know. The only thing they were aware of was how close their breaking point was and how quickly they were approaching it.

“Villain?” Hero’s voice was laced with concern and it was a punch in the gut that brought Villain back to reality. They were facing Hero again, their entire body on fire as they choked on words. Spluttering and blabbering and gasping for breath like they had just been water boarded. Sadly, there was no water here that could cool them off and take their face down a few shades from “tomato red”.

Hero cocked their head to the side, trying to make sense of the villains gibberish until enough word fragments had assembled in their head and they broke out in a knowing smile.

“You’re touch-starved.” It was stated like a fact because that was exactly what it was. A fact. Villain was touch-starved and from the smirk that adorned their enemy’s face, another fact was that they were going to hate the drive ahead.

#ngl. finals can kiss my ass.#writing good tropes like these is so much better.#hero x villain #villain #villain x hero #hero #drabbles #fantasy #imagines #oneshots #scenarios #hero and villain #villain and hero #touch starved #touch-starved #touch starved villain #touchy hero #heroes and villains #villains and heroes

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villainsidestep · 12 days

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'stop updating us on ur random thoughts every night' no

#gideon shut the hell up challenge #sorry for 24/7 thinking abt fawn !!! (<- lying) anyway.#first thought is v3 post-robbery bringing cyrus to the hq to go see the rangers/chen and ric noticing fawn sporting some new injuries #(we default to a cut lip bc he is Touchy and I think that would explode their brain but any injury will do)#and he comments on how they didn't have those before and they're like oh haha uh yeah it. happens. u know how it is.#and also we like to think that he calls them bambi. smth that he has literally done since hero days. and they're immediately like 😳#bc their brothers are RIGHT THERE.... one of whom u DATED ricardo !!! (they do not Say this tho they just think it v intensely)#and c/r are ofc sharing a link w them and are suddenly like um okay well. it Wasn't weird until u fucking reacted like that ???#....... honestly what if they don't even reintroduce cyrus properly what if he just meets up w them at ranger hq and is suddenly There.#chen walking into the break room seeing r/f: god dammit. chen walking in and seeing that now there's also cyrus: God Dammit.#I just think. if they're siblings. they're Absolutely giving each other hell each time a crush gets realized considering their dating pool #they could be across the city from each other but the second u develop even a Partial crush the other two are Immediately Aware #and like okay yeah sure fawnric is funny bc ur brother's ex ?? Really ??? but hello ????? river/chen ???? CYRUS/DANNY ??????

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orangetubor · 8 months

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HAHAHAHA- round 3.

Love the geese. Question- ARE THERE DUCKS? Geese already have my heart <333 BUT DUCKS??

Also whats the deal on martian weather? Cause yeah pretty blue sunsets... But What About Other Sky Statuses? Storms?

And and crime? What's the deal w that? (cause I'm picturing a fish black market??? This is a dumb question so u don't have to answer it)

Also I WANNA HUG ALL UR OCS. (if they are comfy w that. That is. Anyways)

ROLLER SKATING WAITERS!!! Dude in another life I would SO want to be a roller skating GOD carrying like 4 plates through a funky space themed diner- I'm getting side tracked- BUT POINT IS- what's martian cuisine like? Do aliens (or part aliens) eat other food..? How does that work? (Curious.)

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR PATIENCE.

Signed

A detail loving twat.

Round three!

Geese and ducks, there are ducks elsewhere, but not necessarily on school grounds. (or at least, there aren't supposed to be) the geese are just a running gag I have originating from like. I don't even remember it was something to do with Jenny

Now: the weather

(you don't have to listen to that but if you do: turn your volume down) Obviously, glass dome, so the weather doesn't really affect the inside, however the storms are beautiful, lightning strikes and the whole sky is painted baby blue, but it doesn't rain. Not anymore. There is no patter of water on glass as you lie on top of a sky scraper looking up at the cloudy sky, but the condensation dripping on your forehead means you can imagine it anyway. The sun shines, the world is blue, and as it gets lower and lower against the red horizon you're bathed in a deep lilac. And at night, for all the effort of preventing light pollution, you can see the stars. The constellations look the same as on earth, as if by some sort of sisterly bond between the two sky's, and they're shining through the hexagonal glass plates, refracting into strange shapes.

As for crime, not much need for it as there's a universal base income, free housing, electricity is free, food is synthetically grown, so that takes out most of the survival crimes, as for murder. If you do it that's on you, you probably won't as it's a decently healthy environment and therapy is also, my goodness, free, so just. Don't do that.

Martian cuisine! (Also the diner is called Marsy's it serves breakfast type foods and employs mostly teens and the elderly) obviously it's just earth cuisine, but a little bit weirder. Festival foods like dango and crepes are big cuz there's a lot of festivals, when the years are 24 months long you really gotta make the most of em, but for day to day food things like stew, porridge, bread, pasta, fried rice, soup, it's just regular old food. There's weird stuff obviously like... Hold on I gotta think of something... Meat grape? Idk I saw a video where they turned a grape into meat. You can of course 3d print candy, so there's a lot of weird shaped sweets, and a lot of gimmick restaurants. You'll never believe what they're putting in sandwiches these days. Also bugs. They eat bugs. Bugs is goo 👍 sushi is also really popular cuz it's so efficient to grow, fish in the bottom rice on the top, can literally be grown in the same pond, so they do a lot of fish/rice combos

And for our lovely aliens, sahrah and her mum haaush, they can't eat tomatoes. Most things are fine except for like... Certain bug based food dyes? And birch sugar or whatever it's called. Haaush did a lot of experiments with this as she came there for science reasons, and then found herself a lesbian lover, as you do. She brought some food from her planet, and it has its own little room in the space domes. It's got things like. Fucked up carrot. Various other root vegetables. From an underground cave system you see.

(also I said it doenst rain anymore. That's because it doesn't rain on mars, very dry, however inside the dome... Shit gets damp)

#martians #also the majority of them eould be happy to hug you once they know you #Martha and tammy are extremely touchy #jenny and thomas both have to know you really well #genji would be like nooo i hate youuu but he enjoys it #aled has to know you REALLY well to give any hug other than goodbye hug #georgie does not like hugs #danes happy to hug strangers. hes just like that #and sahrah us sux arned and fluffy! optimak hugs #sahrah gamal #the bus is late #world building #haaush hero #cw swearing #cw food

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fleabagoflowers · 2 months

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‘sometimes i feel like everybody is a sexy baby and im a monster on the hill’ Taylor Swift wrote this for me personally

#v relatable #honestly is like she took these words from my brain #touchy subject #ouch #taylor swift #midnights #anti hero #taylor lyrics

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iwan1979 · 11 months

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really touchy.. all heroes r part of the epl n champ league winners.. Watch as the Reds' quartet are given one final Anfield ovation ahead of their departures, following LFC's Premier League draw with Aston Villa.Never miss a m...

#Liverpool's tributes for Firmino #Milner #Keita & Oxlade-Chamberlain #really touchy.. all heroes r part of the epl n champ league winners..

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moominsuki · 9 months

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i don’t think bakugou knows how attractive he is. i think he has a certain level of cockiness about his skills as a hero, (it’s very justified) but when it comes to his looks, he’s got nothing. he can infer that he’s definitely not hideous but he doesn’t think he’s anything special.

he doesn’t wonder why girls don’t come up to him and he chalks it down to looking weird and you’re just like??? wtf, no it’s because you always have that stank and unapproachable face.

when you guys start dating, you’re in awe at the fact that he ever thought he wasn’t hot.

he’s literally 6’4 of pure muscle with wheat blond hair and bright carmine eyes, perfect hip to waist ratio and even his scars make him sexy: the one he has going across his nose makes him look rugged and if you have the pleasure of seeing him naked, the one on his chest is mouth watering - never mind the littering of tattoos that cover the expanse of his arms and legs.

like aforementioned, mouth watering.

katsuki is such a funny guy because he genuinely thought that there was something wrong. meanwhile girls are dying for the chance to even have the attention of the man and when you make him aware of it, he’s just flabbergasted.

“hah? whad’ya mean you’re jealous? girls never look at me.”

“… are you shitting me, katsuki.”

i do believe that katsuki gets very jealous when guys ask for your number and definitely thinks you’re out of his league in the looks department: which is silly because you both get hit on a fair amount - it’s just that bakugou is very emotionally constipated and not very good at reading when girls are flirting with him… which gets annoying because now you’re fighting off touchy hands and heart eyes from other women and he has zero clue as to why you turn your noise up at him and get annoyed.

so when he does put two and two together and you explain that he is a) a very attractive and gorgeous man who happens to be a top, pro hero and b) women and men alike have always wanted him, you’re just not good at seeing it does he turn a bit red at the face and huff.

“i don’ really care if those people find me attractive or hit on me or whatever. i have you and that’s enough for me.”

another thing katsuki doesn’t realise is that he has a way with words and your eyes turn into hearts when he wraps an arm around your waist in an embrace. well, it doesn’t hurt to show him how attractive he is anyway…

#Just a thought #bakugou x reader #༝˚૮ .♡ katsuki.#this has been on my mind for a while #but how have you guys been #bakugo x reader #bakugou headcanons

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THE LUKE EATING R OUT FIC UGHHH

i love love love it.

we love pussy drunk luke who can’t keep his mouth off you for more then 10 minutes 😋😋

he's literally my fav pussy drunk man ever ,,, he's devouring that shit on sight !!! w/o any convincing or asking he's down

if anything he has to convince u ...

warnings : sweaty sex , oral duh , slight coercion? (he convinces r but she lowk doesn't care)

"please baby?" was the first thing you were greeted with when you got back from sparring, your shirt stuck to your back with sweat and your skin was warm to the touch. you vaguely remember brushing his hugs and touchy hands away as you tried to grab your showering stuff.

you rolled your eyes when the pleading became insistent, turning around to face him with your arms crossed. "luke, im sweaty!" you say, making it a point to now ignore his pleas. "just come to the shower with me?"

he shakes his head, floppy dark hair shaking side to side with the motion— his curls are sticking up in random places along with frizzing because of the humidity. "can't eat y'out in the shower." he mumbles, admitting defeat as he lays back on his bunk. fidgeting with his pillow case as he pouts.

you glance over at him, sighing deeply as you set down your change of clothes and towel— you make your way over to him. "what if it's gross?" you ask, leaning over him as he perks up like an eager dog. he shakes his head and goes to wave his finger before stopping, it made you giggle but for his sake you didn't point it out.

"nah," he says hastily, his hands moving to your hips. "never gross, cmon sweetheart please?" his brown eyes look up at you pleadingly, his chin resting on the pudge of your stomach. "please—"

before he could beg again, you gently pushed him back down onto his bed. he smirked up at you as he got comfortable on his pillow, glancing at the way your hands tugged off the shorts and panties you were wearing. "don't say ive never done nothin' for you." you grumble.

he didn't have time, nor did he feel like responding before you were situating yourself to hover over his face. his hands grip onto your hips tightly, the familiar ache of bruising already spreading through them. "cmere princess." he whispered, less pleading and more demanding now.

and who were you to deny anything from your favorite hero?

#cosywriting #cosynsfw #cosyreqs #luke castellan x reader #luke castellan smut #luke castellan #luke castellan x you #luke castellan fanfiction #luke castellan fic #🎀 asks #castellanswrld

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