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huntingrays · 4 months

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heroes of olympus au where esperanza ends up living (either the fire never happened or she ends up surviving). leo enjoys his quiet life with his mother until, one day, she mentions she’s been seeing someone recently, and that they’ve been getting serious. leo is happy for his mother, but he can’t help being a little jealous that he has to share his mom with someone else.

he’s quite shocked when he finds out his mom’s new boyfriend is none other than famous actor tristan mclean. he’s even more shocked to find out the man has a daughter around his age.

esperanza and tristan were worried about how to bring their two families together, worried their children, despite being the same age as each other, wouldn’t get along. turns out, what they had to worry about wasn’t them not getting along, but instead them getting along way too well.

at first, the two were tense and suspicious around each other. however, after learning about leo’s knack for inventing and piper’s ability to persuade people, they became a chaotic, unstoppable duo. after that day, the two became inseparable, determined to always be there for each other and to leave chaos in their wake, wherever they may go.

#heroes of olympus #leo valdez #esperanza valdez #piper mclean #tristan mclean #leo and piper siblings supremacy #besties and siblings #au where they become step siblings squared #bc mortal and godly parents being married #their bond means the world to me #leo would help pipes w problems w her dad #and pipes would help leo w his insecurities #i care abt them v much #nobody can stop me w my obsession of making nearly every pjo chara related to leo #he deserves a big happy family

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dizzybevvie · 2 years

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"The world should have protected you, but you have been asked to protect it. What an honour... what an injustice."

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sardonicfactory · 5 months

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pov: annoying yellow speck goes on several-minute long tangent about how much he hates his dad (you can't relate)

#naruto #boruto #metal lee #oc: rosita lee #my art #sardonicfactory #i just have this headcanon that nobody actually likes boruto they just tolerate him bc his dad's a war hero and the hokage #i know that's like so so mean but you have to admit. the kid is insufferable #also i just realized rosie's clothing color scheme is v similar to daphne scooby doo. we love fashionistas

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makerkenzie · 4 months

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So I read your posts about the Martells and how their plans to team up with the targs are.....faulty to say the least lol and I completely agree. Your posts hit on a lot of the same issues I have had with the Martells and GRRM's handling of this plot point. We are told that the Martells in general are haughty and slow to forgive. We are introduced to Oberyn, he loved Elia more than anything, and like any overprotective brother didn't believe any of her suitors was good enough for his sister. Yet, GRRM does not allow Oberyn, and then later, Doran, to make any comments about Rhaegar's treatment of Elia. Yes, Tywin gave the order and Loch and Clegane executed those orders, but none of that would have happened had it not been for Rhaegar setting the ball in motion. This makes absolutely NO sense and gives the fandom cover to say garbage like, 'well, even the Martells don't blame Rhaegar so Rhaegar was a good guy...' Oberyn? The same man who didn't think anyone was good enough for his sister wouldn't have been enraged at her husband seemingly leaving her for another woman after she just almost died giving him a son? Seriously???

This is just....very bad writing and dropping the ball on Martin's end. On top of that, he has the Martells betroth Arianne to Viserys. Why the FUCK would any family do that after seeing how one targ man already treated their beloved sister in a previous marriage match???? It's baffling.....absolutely insane. But I can't bring myself to blame the Martells, because this is yet another area of illogical carelessness by GRRM when it comes to his handling of Rhaegar and Elia.

Parts of this fandom refuse to acknowledge that Rhaegar is significantly at fault for the rebellion and what happened to Elia and his children and it borders on gaslighting imo. The amount of times I've seen people say 'well, Rhaegar didn't start the way, it was Brandon making a mess in KL and then it was Aerys' fault for demanding Robert and Ned's heads.' Okay......but literally none of that would have occurred had Rhaegar and Lyanna not ran away. Had they not done what they did, Brandon would have had no reason to got to KL to confront the prince.

Anyway, a lot of this hits on GRRM's, imo shockingly tone deaf, handling of Rhaegar, Elia, and Lyanna. I have no doubt that back in 1996 he envisioned R and L to be some Romeo and Juliet love story with two sympathetic people that meant well, but ran into a string of bad luck 'love is the death of duty' etc. etc. Except, it's easy to romanticize Romeo and Juliet who were two capricious teens in the blush of first love. Importantly, neither of them had a spouse and two young children they abandoned to go screw their lovers in said spouse's homeland. And then had their spouse and children brutally murdered as a result of the war they started 'for loveeee' lmao. The fandom harps on the age gap between R and L and honestly that doesn't even scratch the surface as to top five worst things about this relationship. I'm not even bother getting into L's hilariously hypocritical views on fidelity and having bastards lmao. I think GRRM inadvertently had the inciting relationship of his series be, not only predatory because of the age gap, but be based on the degradation and humiliation of an innocent wife and mother, and just....like......didn't realize it??? lmao. It's very weird, very very weird. I mean, on the other hand, I do think he....kinda...gets it because if he wanted a uncomplicated romance he simply would not have had Rhaegar be married with two kids.

All that being said, I think Martin is committed to making R a tragic hero and this a tragic love story, that he refuses to allow the people who should realistically hate Rhaegar and the targs the most, the Martells, excoriate him in the text. I had a conversation with another ASOIAF fan about this and she said that one of the good things the show did was allow Oberyn to call out Rhaegar for abandoning his sister, which he doesn't do in the text. I think there's a lot of cognitive dissonance with GRRM not realizing just how bad Rhaegar, and Lyanna imo, come across to readers in the text and, tinfoil time, I think not having to explain this relationship to readers is one of the many reasons he won't finish the series. I think he now realizes just how bad it is and how much 'fixing' of that ship he's going to have to do for both of them not to be absolutely hated by the fandom.

Obviously Martin is keeping very mum on the rebellion because he doesn't want to reveal too much and obfuscates a lot so we really don't have a lot of concrete opinions on Rhaegar from non-targ sycophants.....which is good writing technique.....usually.....but when you're taking 30 plus years to finish a series and are going on year 13 of having the fandom wait on the book that should in theory answer a lot of these questions....it's not great lol.

I don't see a question here, but I'm not above poking the viper's nest when I'm bored, so: okay, I'll bite!

If GRRM is trying to write Rhaegar as a tragic hero and R/L as some epically tragic love story, then, yes, he's doing a piss-poor job of it.

I don't think that's what he's doing.

I think he's intentionally writing a deeply frustrating story around the Martells. Whatever his initial idea of the Targs was in 1996...the story he's writing now is that dragons plant no trees.

He doesn't let the Martells acknowledge the Targs' mistreatment of their family because this is not a story in which they'll be vindicated or victorious. This is a story in which they are screwing themselves over. Which isn't exactly fun to read, but the pieces add up that way. The Targs are not the heroes the Martells need for their fairytale, any more than the Lannisters are the villains they need for that tale.

Especially Rhaegar. Seven Hells, are people actually saying "clearly Rhaegar was a good guy because the Martells don't blame him"? That is really...special. Nah, the Martells' refusal to hold the Targs, and especially Rhaegar, responsible for the injury done to their family is not an argument in favor of the Targs. It's 60% or more of the way the Martells are driving themselves off a cliff.

I don't have any firm opinions on why GRRM is taking so long to finish the Winds of Waiting. It's likely the result of many contributing factors, as the series involves many, many moving parts. But I doubt very much that he intends to write the Targs as the good guys Dany seems to think they are. They're a mix of hero and villain, like many other players in the game. Meanwhile the Martells' investment in the dragon is doubly tragic because where the Targs are actually heroic, they still don't reciprocate the Martells' loyalty. They hardly even see it.

#asoiaf meta #anon ask #the winds of waiting #house martell #house targaryen #raggedy trashgaryen #robert's rebellion #nobody screwed the martells harder than the targaryens #mine is a song of mischief and shit-stirring #in which I criticize the martells of sunspear #because they are screwing themselves over #if there's a tragic hero among the targs it's aegon v #dragons plant no trees

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crqstalite · 1 year

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also also, people are aware of ryder’s age right? like at some point once everyones Not Dying they gotta start asking questions and stop revering them, esp once they have other pathfinders aboard the nexus. ryder has been operating as some sort of space jesus loosely controlled by addison and tann — people are gonna realize their inexperience eventually. yk, once it comes to electing their leaders and political problems rather than outright survival from the kett are in the spotlight.

#andre plays mea #im fascinates by ryder’s public image #bc early on #yeah theres like max 5k people out of cryo and in some of the outposts right?#and this is of the nexus stasis pods too #there arent a lot of people around early #i mean lets be generous and say maybe 10-15k by endgame w plenty more later on #nobody gives a shit who ryder is bc shes actually getting shit done #people blindly love their heroes #but like #eventually stuff ryder does Matters #even if the game doesnt acknowledge if #science v military early on #the former — how often does podoromos have problems with the kett?#the latter — how are we sustaining our new findings and technology?#not being able to settle havarl or aya directly after #sloane kelly or letting reyes take over #which i am personally still conflicted over tbf #your opinion on the exiles #the krogan #your human bias #it adds up after a while

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ofdetonation · 1 year

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@amplifyingtrace inquired : { <3 } “I got this.” ╱ general sentence starters.

𝗹𝗲𝗶𝗮 𝘀𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗲’𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗲 ? katsuki raises a brow and stares at her incredulously ⸺ his arms cross over his chest with a firm grip, crimson watching her perceived confidence. he isn’t convinced. the task at hand wouldn’t be an easy one, even for the young bakugou, but with leia confident that she could do it alone ?

she must be insane.

❝ hah, d’ya really ? ❞ katsuki spares a glance between her and their joint task, before giving her a smirk. ❝ go on then. lemme see how you apparently ‘got this’. ❞

#amplifyingtrace #/ hey k.atsuki ? yea k.atsuki ?? stop being a Bastard #💥 ⬦ ゜◝ YOU STUMBLE INTO THE LIGHT | FIGHTING FOR THE THINGS YOU KNOW ARE RIGHT. ╱ bond: amplifyingtrace.#💥 | I AM NOBODY UNLESS I REMIND YOU I EXIST. ╱ ic.#💥 | TONGUE OPERATES FASTER THAN BRAIN. ╱ inq.#💥 | HOW TO BECOME A HERO THE HARD WAY. ╱ v. i.

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pktearsoftazmily · 8 months

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[ From @spoocys-glade-of-dreams ]

{Rayman and Raymona}

*Rayman and Raymona greet Lucas with a hug. Rayman tells the boy that they had a gift for him. Raymona begins untying the red neck scarf and she hands one section off to Rayman. They both carefully tie the red neck scarf into place around Lucas' neck. Rayman places his hands on Lucas' shoulders, smiling with pride.*

"Lucas. This scarf belonged to me when I was a kid. When I started dating Mona, I gave it to her when I got my new hoodie. We made a promise to each other. We would pass this scarf down to our kid.

Your dad and I have been talking, and I've been talking to Raymona. If anything happens, we will be taking care of you. I'm working with Murfy to make this official, but it's going to take some time.

I am glad I got to meet you, Lucas. Welcome to my family!"

The hug was returned with a smile, standing tall for the couple. Lucas tilted his head upon discovering there was a gift for him, wondering what they had gotten for him. Wait, they were untying--? Why were they doing that? Why did Rayman hold a part? Wait, what was happening? Lucas watched with confused eyes, almost stunned beyond words over their actions.

Just what were they doing?

They... They tied the scarf... On him? "Wha? What's this for?" he asks, head tilting once more. He had no idea the reasoning behind it all, assuming it was a gift of friendship, which he was grateful for.

Until they announced something he had never expected.

"We would pass this scarf down to our kid."

Kid? But they didn't have a... Unless they had meant... No. No, did they... Mean--?

Was... Was he being adopted? Did these two just say they were adopting him? Was this for the reason of the scarf being handed to him? Was this their way of welcoming him into their lives? Showing him they were ready to bless another soul with love?

Slowly, with shocked, tearful eyes, he feels the material of the red scarf, unable to believe his ears. No, no, they-- They were joking with him. No, there was no way they'd do this! Lucas wasn't worthy of being adopted!

He wasn't a hero, or brave, or strong! They could've chosen another child, somebody much suited to them! No, yet they...

Sniffles. Eyes filled with tears, the boy's lips quiver, gritting his teeth as he's overcome from the love these two were sharing with him. They were adopting him. They were adopting. Him.

Him. That sad, shy, gentle little Lucas. These two wanted him to be their son. They didn't care about his past, just for who he was now. At this moment of time. A person. A person who deserved to be seen. Somebody who deserved another family.

Sobbing uncontrollably, Lucas hugs them tightly, too stunned for words beyond his believed. The thought of being part another family was so joyous to him, for he had longed to be a part of another family, worrying about his future should anything happened to his father, or his brother.

But now? Now, he had another family. He had a legal mother figure. No longer was his family tiny, they were huge. They were magical, wonderful, hopeful.

There's a happy smile on his face as he continues to sob, his eyes full of hope. Full of courage for the future.

He was sure his mother was looking after him.

#spoocys glade of dreams #v ;; The Hero of Tazmily #HNNN...#This red scarf will be kept safe #It's officially now sacred to him #Nobody can take it from him or else #Nobody touches the scarf either #It's a special keepsake

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spydcddya · 1 year

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loid at u.a's school budget meetings :

#he wants that CHECK #because they aint paying him enough to help run clubs too #and there aint NOBODY IN THEM #they're too busy and so is he staying extra late and having his daughter sleep int he back of the class #❛ ⦗ ᴄᴏᴅᴇ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ☾ ∶ ⁎﹡☆ ᴛᴡɪʟɪɢʜᴛ ⁎﹡☆ ⸺ v: my hero academia .#❛ ⦗ ᴄᴏᴅᴇ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ☾ ∶ ⁎﹡☆ ᴛᴡɪʟɪɢʜᴛ ⁎﹡☆ ⸺ crack .

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flameheroesjourney · 4 months

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((Does anyone else have weirdly specific ideas for rps?))

#ooc #like i've had an idea of characters being stuck on a deserted island #mainly because i want to play sims 2 castaway for ps2 #but i also just got an idea for one set in a non-hero setting #where Enji plays games on streams as a hobby but he uses a v-tuber model and a minor voice changer so nobody he knows will recognize him #*flops* im tired

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adventures-written · 9 months

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Tag dump 2/?

(Ignore this, my tags got deleted)

#v;; on an adventure (main; bilbo baggins)#v;; king under the mountain (main; smaug)#v;; master of the mystic arts (main; doctor strange)#v;; cia agent (main; everett ross)#v;; friendly neighborhood spider-man (main; peter parker)#v;; i am iron-man (main; tony stark)#v;; where home is (main; may parker)#v;; become a hero (main; deadpool; wade wilson)#v;; within human skin (side; smaug)#v;; those college years (side; peter parker)#muse;; please just keep it simple (john watson)#muse;; tell me your design. tell me who you are. (will graham)#muse;; god of poetry (anders johnson)#muse;; i ain’t nobody’s bitch (daryl dixon)#muse;; a deal with the devil (lucifer morningstar)#muse;; that’s what friends do. they come back. (jaskier)#muse;; not everyone deserves a happy ending (matthew murdock)#muse;; we are all lonely (karen page)#muse;; one batch two batch penny and dime (frank castle)#muse;; it’s about who i see when i look in the mirror (billy russo)#muse;; i don’t get days off. this is what i am. (john mitchell)#muse;; you know the worst thing about being a ghost? it’s lonely (annie sawyer)#muse;; not everything about being human is nice (george sands)#muse;; i remember all of them (james barnes)#muse;; it’s the cruel elaborate trick conjured by the weak to inspire fear (loki)#muse;; i am the king of dreams. ruler of the nightmare realms (dream)#muse;; i have been awake since before the breaking of the first silence (sauron)#v;; the game is afoot (main; john watson)#v;; my true design (main; will graham)#v;; poems and lies (main; anders johnson)

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apocalypta-secundus · 1 year

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Continued from here || @bxrninglegends || Shoto

"You can never have too many blankets or coats… especially in the cold." But she was the type to THRIVE in the cold. Though she didn't mind a warm blanket or three when it was bitter outside. The wind sometimes made the cold much worse. "How many blankets do you have?"

#V: The hero that causes herself frostbite; Yukimi (TBD)#bxrninglegends #I am 329th in line and nobody forget it!; Queued Post

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tteokdoroki · 10 months

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☆༉ — KATSUKI BAKUGOU. compression shirts & sweatpants.

about. hello u guys wanted me to finish this so i did lol !!!! i just can’t get the idea of him in compression shirts out of my mind ok enjoy !! <3

warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact. suggestive, making out, hickies, dry humping, bakugou being a huge tease, gn!reader, pro hero!bakugou.

“do you get off on this? dressing like a slut?”

after pushing his bread down into the toaster, bakugou stops mid-sip, his signature red riot coffee mug about a quarter of an inch away from the pink and plush curve of his lips. he looks over to you as if he’s an animal that’s been caught doing something it’s not supposed to. a deer in headlights if you will.

“hah?”

you clench your fists, the foulest pout you can muster spread thinly over your features like a veil, as a petulant huff escapes you. you pretend to be mad at the man for as long as you can, turning your head away from him with your arms crossed over your chest. but you can’t help it. you can’t fight it… your gaze trailing back over to him at a snail’s pace.

katsuki bakugou looks like a fucking god.

not only does the stupid black compression shirt he’s wearing highlight the slender accent of his hips and itty bitty waist — but it clings to every muscle in bakugou’s marble-carved body. you can see every bulge of his biceps and ripple in his backs, even down to his washboard abs. honestly, you count your lucky stars every day that you managed to sink your fangs into the blonde before anyone else did, claiming him as your own. you might have even thrown up if anyone got to see him lounging about the place in grey sweats the way you did, the material just barely sitting on his hips.

you have to swipe at your mouth to stop yourself from drooling when he puts his mug down and lifts an arm up high to put the coffee granules back in the cupboard — his shirt riding up just enough for you to get a good look at a slither if his his sun-kissed, diamond cut v-line and waistband of his boxers too. it’s like the guy is purposefully trying to kill you.

just the very sight of katsuki like this, probably fresh from his work out, has you in a shambles — breaking out into hot sweats, panting like a dog. someone might even think you’re sick.

katsuki pays your little tantrum no mind, crossing his arms and leaning his hip against the kitchen counter while he waits for you to finish.

“you look so good.” you relent eventually, shoulders sagging.

shaking his head in a fond manner, the blonde rolls his ruby framed eyes. “no, you look good.” katsuki coos amusedly, arms opening wide for you as you pad further into the kitchen to snuggle against his chest. although he’s taunting you and you’re playing right into his game, you will always love that katsuki finds little ways to compliment you and make you feel adored — you feel it as he presses the wisps of a kiss into the crown of your head. “you always do.”

“it’s not fair that you get to go around like this! wearing that and making me feel all—!” you wave your hands about eccentrically, a heated frustration burning at your nerve endings as you screech your feelings out.

bakugou smiles to himself, sexy and slow, barely jumping when his toast pops out of the toaster. he grabs it, holds the corner of his food between his rows of pearly white teeth and spins your positions so that he traps you against the kitchen counter. “gonna need some context, babe.” you think that he’s going to touch you but instead reaches behind you to grab at his coffee.

freaking tease.

it’s impossible to think clearly when your boyfriend is this close — his intoxicating musky scent of sweet sweat and cool toned aftershave making you dizzy. “i hate you.” you state indignantly, flopping against his chest and letting it’s plushness muffle your speech patterns. “you’re stupid hot. and a slut.”

“you slut shamin’ me, sweetness?”

“s’what you deserve. dressin’ like you don’t belong to nobody. like you belong to the streets.”

“i belong to you, baby. you know that.” chucking his toast onto the counter, the blonde swoops down to kiss you hungrily — tasting of freshly brewed coffee grounds and salt. of course he would get off to something like this. he’s got you right where he wants you, weak in the knees and melting in his arms.

you screw your eyes shut, squirming in place as bakugou steps back and guides your hand under his tight fitting compression shirt, overloading your brain with just how built he is. fleshy pecks and golden abs. he ends up keeping it rolled up so you feel hot all over. “i can get undressed if it makes ya feel better.”

you can’t help that your eyes drop back down to his cotton grey sweats — they’ve slipped a little lower, low enough for his sharp v-line and soft blonde curls from his happy trail to peek out from the waistband. if you squinted (not that you would need to) you could make out the outline of his semi as it brushes against your inner thighs.

this is it. this is the end. “it makes me feel worse actually. like i might die of thirst or something. especially if you don’t—“

“if i don’, what?” his hands are all over you now, splayed over your tummy, digging into your waist — he overwhelms you. pressing his body against yours until you practically feel him through your pores. bakugou is hot (physically, sure) but against you, your desire for him spreads like a heatwave through every inch of your body — from the tips of your fingers and toes to the top of your head.

“kiss me.” you breathe, a neediness seeded into your tone.

bakugou arches a blonde eyebrow, looking down at you cockily. “c’mere then, brat.”

he uses a finger and thumb to tilt your chin up towards him, leaning down to kiss you before tricking you with a fake out. just as you begin to whinge and complain, the blonde squishes your cheeks so you can’t wriggle away from him and licks into your mouth with a teasing laugh. he only kisses you fully when you grasp at his slender waist, feel him up from under his clothes and slip your hands over his ass — just bellow the waistband of his sweats.

“fuckin’ tease,” katsuki grunts, tugging on your lower lip with his teeth and sucking in your tongue.

a free hand wanders from his bottom, climbs up the rippling muscles of his back and tangles in bakugou’s sandy roots — fisting then as you drag him closer, working your tongue into his hot and welcoming mouth. “takes one to know one, kats,” you mewl into him, letting him swallow your satisfied gasps and squeaks.

every action, every groan and grope becomes rougher, needier, hornier — squeezing each other turns to grinding on one another until there’s no room for either of you to breathe and just as you move to shove your hand down the front of his boxers, everything comes to a halt.

you knock bakugou’s coffee over when he lifts you onto the counter.

“ow! hot!” you squeal, still tilting your head back to make room for the blonde at your neck.

he doesn’t stop, nipping at your skin. “yeah, so you’ve said babe.”

“not you, dummy!” swatting at your boyfriend, you push him off. “the fucking coffee on my ass!”

katsuki blinks, his lashes fluttering against the column of your throat while be peeks over your shoulder at the beverage spilling across the counter and seeping into your clothes.

“that’s what you get for callin’ me a slut.”

“oh…oh fuck you.”

“‘m trying babe.”

“fuck you. slut.”

“keep degrading me sweetness, ‘m kinda into that.”

#bakugou x reader #bakugou smut #bakugou fluff #bakugo x reader #bakugo smut #bakugou x you #bakugou thirst #bakugo x you #bakugo thirst #bakugo fluff #bakugou imagines #bakugo drabble #bnha smut #bnha x reader #bnha x you #bnha fluff #✧ ₊˚੭ — writing #tteokdoroki

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sxrosee · 2 years

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tags part 2: redone

SAHAR:

⊰ ۞ | ࿐࿔*:･ﾟ | sahar :﹙.aesthetics.﹚⊱

⊰ ۞ | ࿐࿔*:･ﾟ | sahar :﹙.musings.﹚⊱

⊰ ۞ | ࿐࿔*:･ﾟ | sahar :﹙.likeness.﹚⊱

⊰ ۞ | ࿐࿔*:･ﾟ | sahar :﹙.otp musings.﹚⊱

VERSES:

CANON:

⊰ ۞ | ࿐࿔*:･ﾟ | v ; “i’ve found it. a place where i belong” :﹙.heart pirate.﹚⊱

⊰ ۞ | ࿐࿔*:･ﾟ | v ; “hope is the one thing stronger than fear” :﹙.pre timeskip.﹚⊱

⊰ ۞ | ࿐࿔*:･ﾟ | v ; “a flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all” :﹙.post timeskip.﹚⊱

⊰ ۞ | ࿐࿔*:･ﾟ | v ; “while the past is unchanged; the future is in our power” :﹙.morrow.﹚⊱

⊰ ۞ | ࿐࿔*:･ﾟ | v ; “swaddled in the thick shroud of blissful ignorance” :﹙.adolescence.﹚⊱

CANON DIVERGENT:

⊰ ۞ | ࿐࿔*:･ﾟ | v ; “numb and broken.” :﹙.torment.﹚⊱

⊰ ۞ | ࿐࿔*:･ﾟ | v ; “circled in love. founded in faith. joined in love” :﹙.whitebeard pirate.﹚⊱

⊰ ۞ | ࿐࿔*:･ﾟ | v ; “nobody is born into this world to be alone” :﹙.strawhat pirate.﹚⊱

ALTERNATIVE UNIVERSE:

⊰ ۞ | ࿐࿔*:･ﾟ | v ; “after all the sorrow; beautiful things await” :﹙.modern.﹚⊱

⊰ ۞ | ࿐࿔*:･ﾟ | v ; “wit beyond measure is one’s greatest treasure” :﹙.harry potter.﹚⊱

⊰ ۞ | ࿐࿔*:･ﾟ | v ; “where there is hope; there is life.” :﹙.boku no hero academia.﹚⊱

⊰ ۞ | ࿐࿔*:･ﾟ | v ; “our purpose is to increase one’s quality of life.” :﹙.naruto.﹚⊱

⊰ ۞ | ࿐࿔*:･ﾟ | v ; “pull another hand into the light from the darkness.” :﹙.jujutsu kaisen.﹚⊱

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vivwritesfics · 1 month

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Slow Ride

Jake saves her from a creep at the bar. She repays him in the best way she can think and rides him to his favourite song

Warnings: smut, p in v, unprotected sex, hand job, fingering, riding, car sex, creampie

There was nobody she hated more than Jake Seresin. Ever since he'd come back to North Island, she hated him. But she hated him because she couldn't hate him.

Working behind the bar in The Hard Deck, she met her share of navy pilots. They were flirts, yes, but they were harmless flirts. But they knew what would happen if they push things, knew the consequences of disrespecting her.

Jake Seresin knew, too. He approached the bar with his usual charming smile and ordered a round of beers. She didn't say much as she got him the round of drinks. But still, even once he had them, Jake stayed to flirt with her.

She didn't flirt back, didn't want him to get the wrong idea. It had happened before, and the guy had flirted with her. He'd taken it too far and had gotten himself kicked out (well, Jake had been the one to throw him out).

There was one thing she liked about Jake, though. The fact that he protected her from the few creeps that had coming into The Hard Deck. He always had an eye on her, even when he was playing pool, making sure that nobody ever made her feel uncomfortable.

That was the thing. Although she hated Jake, he looked out for her. There was a time she was considering quitting her job at The Hard Deck. She loved her job, loved working for penny and loved how polite most of the aviators were. But there were a few guys that made things unbearable.

Until her knight in shining armour stepped in.

Jake didn't always have to step in and save her, but she loved it every time he did.

Like tonight. Cory was a regular, and a regular creep. He'd been kicked out more times than she could count, but he always found his way back in. Always slipped through the cracks and made it to the bar.

Thank God Jake saw him before she did. Even as Cory sat at the bar and whistled for her, Jake was there. He stood beside Cory and cleared his throat. "Can I help you?" He asked, trying to stay between Cory and herself.

Cory rolled his eyes and looked away from Jake. He turned his attention to her, wearing a smile that made her sick to her stomach. "Hey, pretty darlin'," he said, reaching across the bar towards her.

But Jake caught his hand before he could get it any closer. "You're not allowed in here, Cory," Jake said with a sneer as he pushed Cory away. "Get out before I make you get out."

Cory let out a laugh and shook Jake off. "Piss off, Bagman," he said, using the nickname that Jake normally didn't mind.

But Cory hadn't earned the right to use it. And it infuriated him. "Say that again," he challenged.

"Jake," she said from behind the bar, trying to grab his attention. As much as she liked Jake being there, protecting her, she didn't want it to get out of hand.

But Cory ignored Jake. He turned his attention to the poor woman behind the bar. "C'mon, pretty darlin'," he said as he leaned forward. "Let's say we get out of here after this."

The moment his hand reached out and touched the bottom of her skirt, Jake had him out of his seat, holding him up by his collar as he pressed him against the wall. "Fucking try it," he pretty much growled, spit flying into Cory's face.

Everybody in the bar had stopped what they were doing to watch. They watched as Jake dropped him, following Cory out of the bar. He made sure he was gone, too scared to come back before he returned to the bar.

"Sorry about that, sweets," said Jake as he sat on the bar stool and looked at her.

She placed a drink in front of him, one he hadn't ordered. "On the house," she said. "For being my hero."

Jake took it gratefully. He didn't return to the squad, instead staying at the bar with her until she closed up. Even then, even once she'd kicked everybody out, Jake stayed with her. He stayed with her as she cleaned and closed the bar and waited while she locked the doors.

But still, he didn't want to leave her. So, Jake walked her to her car. It wasn't creepy, no. It was comforting.

"I still feel like I should pay you back somehow," she said as she leaned against her car.

Jake let his typical charming smile come onto his face. "That beer was thanks enough, sweets."

Before she knew it, she was opening the back door to her car and gesturing for him to climb in. Jakes heart thundered in his chest as he did just that. He climbed in and scootched over to the furthest seat, giving her space to climb in beside him.

She did just that. Placing her back into the front seat, she climbed in beside Jake. "I wanted to give you a proper thank you," she said almost sheepishly as she leaned forward and grabbed a hold of her phone.

The music that sounded from the phone was a song Jake immediately recognised. She dropped her phone on the dash and climbed into the back. But she didn't sit beside him. No, she settled onto his lap, her arms around his neck.

"Fuck," Jake hissed as he looked at her. There was no telling how much he'd wanted this. "Are we gonna fuck to Slow Ride?"

She played with the hair at the back of his neck as she ground her hips against his own. "I dunno, Hangman. Do you want me to ride you to Slow Ride?"

He swallowed thickly and nodded his head. That was all she needed to hear. Her lips hesitantly attached to his own and his hands settled on her hips. Jake let her take control. He let her set the pace, let her decide how the kiss was going. Before too long she was kissing down his neck and undressing him in the back seat of her car.

Jake couldn't believe it. Here he was, fucking her in his car. He let out a hiss at the feeling of teeth against his neck.

Suddenly, she removed her hands from around his neck and reached between them. She popped the button on his jeans and immediate freed his cock.

Fuck, he was big. But, compared to the rest of him it was unsurprising. She wrapped her fingers around his shaft as she returned her lips to his.

The way Jake was gripping her hips, it was bruising. He reached under her skirt, touching her ass. Squeezing and groping, listening to her little whines and moans as she jacked him off.

The moment her thumb swiped over his tip, Jake ripped the material of the tights covering her ass. He hadn't meant to, just want to pull them down. But he couldn't help it. It was just so fucking good.

As soon as her tights were ripped, it was easy enough to slip his fingers beneath her panties. She was so goddamn wet. And those noises! They were music to Jakes ears.

"Goddamn, sweets," he grunted. The moment he touched her folds, her movements stopped. "So fucking wet f' me." His finger touched her clit and her body fell against his own. "Gonna ride me to Slow Ride?"

Her whines were desperate as she frantically lined his cock up with her entrance. She sank down onto him, eyes rolling back. "Holy Fuck," he grunted.

"Jake," she mewed desperate, her body against his own. He was so goddamn big, she didn't know how she was taking all of him. "Wanna move."

Jake immediately understood. She wanted to ride him, but she couldn’t move. He gripped her hips once again and began moving her, bouncing her on his cock.

It wasn't a slow ride. Not in the slightest. Her cunt just felt too good squeezing him, he couldn't slow down.

When Jake got her moving at her own rhythm, he pulled her shirt over her head, revealing her chest. Jake kissed her. He kissed down her chest until he got to what wasn't being covered by her bra.

As Jake got closer and closer, he wrapped his arms around her moved her body, her body limp against his. Her cries and whines were continuous, unbroken against the skin on his shoulder. She clenched around him, eyes shut as she came. But she was so out of it, so drunk on his cock, she hardly noticed.

"That's it, sweets," Jake mumbled as he kissed the side of her head. "I'm almost there."

And, seconds later Jake was cumming, his climax taking over him as he gripped her tight. "Fuck, fuck," he grunted, stilling her.

But he didnt pull out of her. He kept his arms around him as she laid against his chest, kissing the sweaty skin there. "That was incredible," she whispered as her body began to shake and shiver.

"We'll have to do that again, uh, sweets? He asked abd she nodded in agreement.

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imadhatt3r · 8 months

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You know what? That one line from that Phantom Liberty ending where V can call Johnny a "big ol' softie"? They're right. They're absolutely right.

Johnny is a softie. He goofs off on multiple occasions in V's field of view despite knowing that nobody can see him, probably to his own and V's amusement. He screams on the rollercoaster and grins like crazy at V. He adores Nibbles. He wanted to check on Kerry when he heard that he was suicidal. He finally took Rogue on that car cinema date and can flirt with her in a goofy way straight out of his favorite "Bushido" movies. He has fun on the reunion concert and gives Kerry his DeLuze Orphean as a goodbye gift. He narrates that one quest like a noir narrator just to mess with V. He understands Barry's grief over his tortoise. He's respectful when watching Joshua's crucifiction. He's nice to Spider Murphy and calls her "Spider". He sheepishly apologizes to Alt in "The Sun" ending. He puffs up his chest when Denny says she misses him. He's fuming over the kids in "Talent Academy" being treated like products, probably because it reminds him of how he was treated in the military. He feels for Solomon Reed because he sees himself in him. He feels for Songbird because her circumstances remind him of V's.

And speaking of, he really loves V. He just loves them so much; He's always on watch for any danger and does his best to give them advice. He promises that he will do everything he can to cure them. He will encourage them to take a break if they're feeling sick. He will attempt the most dangerous stunts to get them to Mikoshi. He promises V to let them wipe him from the Relic and he keeps that promise. He will realize that they're his only loved one left and will ask for the last chance, and when he gets it he does everything he can to make them proud and happy. He accepts their decision no matter what it is, because it's their body and life. His worst fear is getting to live again, but without his friend/partner/soulmate/beloved (depending on interpretation) with him. He's proud to be able to call himself V's friend. He's proud of them. He's sad that he won't be able to see how V will change. He choses to stay calm and positive before he will be innevitably killed so that his beloved V will live to keep them calm and comfort them.

That whole hardass, asshole act? It's a ruse, it's a front, it's a persona he had to put on due to bad childhood, PTSD from being drafted as a teenager, seeing other teenagers die horribly around him, losing his limb and being branded with the Arasaka logo he did his best to scratch out and being tossed into a rockstar life of drinking, drugs and fans when he was likely not much older.

He might fight it, but he will never be the detached, emotionless action hero he wants to be, because that's not at all who he is! I think that his slight grin when V says it is one of relief, that he was able to show his most vulnerable, tender and gentle side to the one person he holds dear and not be punished for it, playfully teased but with clear sympathy on V's part. After decades of struggle with who he is being so different from who he wants to be, he can finally be seen for who he is, and who he would be if his life went oh so differently.

#cyberpunk 2077 #phantom liberty #phantom liberty spoilers #Johnny Silverhand #silverv #hatter blathers #hatter writes meta #i had these thoughts since the base game but pl finally added that one last puzzle to it #its literally like two sentences but its a key that unlocks his characterisation

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ofdetonation · 1 year

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@roguesenses inquired : Normal rabbits aren't green and don't have freckles or wear a tattered yellow scarf, but just in case you have any doubt left, please note that's indeed tendrils of black whip attached to this one's tiny feet. Swinging itself up agilely onto your window ledge, the rabbit stood up on its hind legs and wrinkled its nose - it was an attempt at communication, but unfortunately failing. ╱ prompted.

one would think that katsuki was used to stupid shit always happening to the nerd. leave it to izuku to run headfirst into danger at every turn ⸺ or, even better, getting himself wanted for mass murder in otheon, even though he'd never touch a hair on an innocent's head. katsuki has dragged his hands down his face metaphorically and literally on so many occasions. could he stay out of mischief for longer than two seconds ?

the answer : apparently not.

when he turns his head around to the noise coming from his window, he did not expect to stare into the beady black eyes of a rabbit ... a rabbit with green fur. and freckles. and a tattered yellow scarf around its neck. and tendrils of black whip dancing around said rabbit with its black and turquoise colour ⸺

katsuki sighs, face scrunching up in frustration for a split second, before warm palms open the window and carefully pick up the rabbit ╱ the rabbit that was undeniably izuku, anyway. what other rabbit would look like that ?

❝ that's really you, ain't it. ❞ he settles the bunny in his arms ⸺ remarkably gentle, taking care to do it properly ⸺ while contemplating what his life has come to, small scowl on his face. okay. this is fine. this little shit got himself turned into a rabbit. what is this if not another day in the life of walking disaster izuku midoriya ? ❝ at least bein' a rabbit got you to shut up. ❞

a pause. katsuki slowly sets bunny izuku down on the floor, sitting in front of him.

❝ you're expectin' me to take care of your dumb ass, aren't ya ? ❞ carmine stares intently into the beady eyes of the rabbit, watching. ❝ tch. and look at your stupid fur, it's fuckin' filthy. i should dunk you in a bath or something. ❞

#roguesenses #/ k.ats vc can u stay outta trouble for TWO SECONDS #💥 | I AM NOBODY UNLESS I REMIND YOU I EXIST. ╱ ic.#💥 | TONGUE OPERATES FASTER THAN BRAIN. ╱ inq.#💥 | YOU DON’T MAKE HISTORY BY BEING LIKED. ╱ q’d.#💥 | HOW TO BECOME A HERO THE HARD WAY. ╱ v. i.

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