#ah mi heroe

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mi superheroe favorito? el zorro

#EN SU CORCEL CUANDO SALE LA LUNA... #ah mi heroe #el zorro #diego de la vega QUE HOMBRE

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Kinktober Day 31- Ghost face!Miguel x Shy!Reader

*Requested by the many fans of tumblr. Happy Halloween!*

        Everyone had warned you about moving to Nueva York. The amount of dangerous people in that city were overwhelming. You were going to be eaten alive as your friends and family warned. You thought of yourself better and wanted to prove to them that you could survive. The shy and quiet you, who barely had to courage to say no. It was something you always struggled with, but you hoped that this new job would help you with it.

        You were hired at Alchemax as a lab assistant. You tried to fit in, but everyone was so self centered that you ended up being a loner. Everyone except one person. Miguel O'Hara. He had extended the hand of friendship to you, wanting to make you feel more comfortable around the place. You instantly fell for him. He was so kind to you and understanding. You had just wished that everyone was like him. You had wished you had the courage to ask him out.

"(Y/N), are you okay?" Miguel asked as he tried to grab your attention. You flinched out of your daydream,

"Y-Yeah, sorry. I've been...tired lately."

"I've noticed that you've been taking on other people's work. You need to learn to say no," Miguel told you before typing away on his computer. You could only nod,

"I...know...I've also had trouble sleeping...N-News of that...Ghostface going around killing people has me spooked." Miguel glanced you way, handing you a bottle of water, "T-Thanks."

"You'll be okay, tomorrow's Halloween, that's the last day he goes out. Just stay home, okay?" You let out a small whimper, hesitating. "You are staying home, right?" Miguel asked, stopping his work. Tears almost fell from your eyes,

"I-I got...I was told to join some of the others...a-at a small...work...party," Miguel saw you shaking, "I-I...I couldn't say no..."

"Sí, ¿qué voy a hacer contigo? Mi pobre muñeca inocente. (Aye, what am I to do with you? My poor innocent doll.)" Miguel whispered, knowing that you knew nothing of Spanish. He took you hand, calming you down, "Don't worry, you'll be okay."

        You looked into Miguel's eyes, smiling softly as you calmed down. After wiping your tears away, you thanked him quietly before hurrying off to go back to work. Miguel watched you scurry off. He growled lowly as he walked to his trash. That invitation was in there somewhere. Your coworkers didn't care about you to invite you to some Halloween party. They had other plans, and now Miguel did too. Finding the paper, Miguel's eyes shined brighter than normal.

"Tendré que matar a todos y hacerme el héroe, sólo para ti, mi preciosa querida. (I'll just have to kill everyone and play the hero, just for you my precious darling)"

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        You stood in the corner of the small party, watching all of your coworkers enjoying themselves. You glanced down at your costume, wondering if it was too weird. Everyone else was dressed up in slutty and revealing outfits and here you were, with the costume you thought looked the cutest. You sighed sadly, wondering why you were even here. No one was talking to you. You were just there. Another sigh escaped your lips as you made your way to the upstairs bathroom.

        As you washed up, you heard faint screaming. You gasped and shut the light off, your heart beating faster. Loud thumps echoed from the staircase, causing you to whimper. Tears rolled down your cheeks as the loud thumping stopped right in front of the bathroom door. You hurried into the tub, holding yourself as you shook. This was not how you wanted to die. You cried as the door slammed open,

"BOO!"

"KYAAA!" You screamed, covering your ears. You heard loud laughter and raised your head to your coworkers,

"Ah man! Did you get that on video!?" One of them yelled.

        You stormed out of the bathroom, sobbing past everyone as they laughed at you. You made your way to the backyard since the front entrance was blocked off. You sat on the steps, crying your eyes out. They only invited you to make fun of you since you were so scared of Ghostface. You were just a quiet coworker, what did you do to deserve this? Upon hearing another scream, you whimpered in response. Were they trying to scare you again?

"I'll just stay here for a bit. They have to unblock the door soon," You whispered.

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        Miguel had watched the whole thing. His anger had reached a new boiling point. Fixing his mask, Miguel's grip on his knife tighten as he made his way inside. He was the one who blocked the door. Standing in the corner, Miguel watched you ran outside crying. Perfect. He was going to start with the stragglers downstairs. It was a big house and not too many people. The job needed to get new employees anyway. These guys were just dead weight.

        Miguel approached each person a little louder than he wanted. He was so fueled with anger that he couldn't focus. He just wanted everyone to pay for what they did. After his first kill, Miguel inhaled deeply. The smell of metallic blood filling his nostrils. He was not going to get now. He had taken out his anger during this month. It was the only time he could. Slowly making his way over to his next victim, Miguel resisted a chuckle as he thought of you.

        You were going to be his perfect little wife. Miguel was going to make sure you stay in the dark about his secret. He just wanted to keep you safe. He wanted to keep you protected and loved. When you first arrived at Alchemax, Miguel thought he saw an angel. A shy little angel who entered his life just for him. Miguel had hunted every single asshole who dared tried to flirt with you, or even scared you. Miguel was going to be your dark protector.

"AHHHHHH!" 

        There it was. The first scream of the night and not from a scare, but because of the dead bodies that laid under Miguel. Smiling through the mask, Miguel watched the girl run to warn the others. Ah yes, that was the start. Miguel inhaled deeply, getting enjoyment from true horror. He was going to enjoy his last few kills of the night. It was going to be another year until Miguel could kill again.

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        After calming down, you decided to leave. You rubbed your eyes once more before entering the house. It was quiet aside from the sound of thumping from upstairs. They were probably enjoying themselves. Honestly, you were mad at your cruel coworkers. You stopped at the front door, seeing that it was still blocked. Why were they doing this to you? The couch was far too heavy for you to move on your own. Looking for another way out, you gasped as you stepped in something.

"My shoe," You whimpered, looking at the red puddle.

        Following the puddle, you gasped sharply as you saw one of you coworkers dead. Your heart started to race again as screams came from upstairs. You hurried to the kitchen, wondering if there was a door there and froze as another dead body laid before you. This was bad. Ghostface was here and he was killing everyone. Tears began to roll down your cheeks again as you hurried to find somewhere to escape. Maybe there was a gate in the backyard?

"Please! Don't kill me!" One of your coworkers screamed as another ran down the stairs,

"(Y/N)?! You're still here?!" He yelled and gasped as Ghostface started to walk down the stairs, "Fuck it, I ain't dying here!"

        You yelped as your coworker grabbed you harshly and threw you in front of the staircase. You eyes widen as you nearly froze in fear as Ghostface stood directly before you. You couldn't move. His knife was stained with blood. You shook and closed your eyes, crying as you waited for the worst.

"No! Stay back!"

        You shuddered a gasp as you heard Ghostface leave to your coworker first. Quickly, you found a closet and hid in there until it was safe. You were frighten and scared. Covering your ears, you tried to stay quiet as you waited. Waited for Ghostface to leave.

"(Y/N)? Are you here?" That voice. You knew it all too well.

"M-Miguel! R-Run!" You cried out.

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        Miguel whispered some cusses towards your coworkers as he stabbed him. Now that everyone was dead, it was time for you. He knew that you ran to the living room, but where were you hiding? He stopped to clean his knife in the kitchen sink, washing all the blood off. Once that was done, he attached the knife to his thigh strap under his pants. He then took his mask off, putting it inside one of his cloak pockets that was big enough.

"(Y/N)? Are you here?" He called out, wanting to bring you out of hiding.

"M-Miguel! R-Run!" Those cries weren't meant for you.

"It's okay, I'm here now. I saw Ghostface head upstairs, quickly close your eyes and come out. I'll get you out of here."

        You were such a good girl for him. You crawled out of the closet with your eyes closed, your breathing still heavy. Miguel just smiled towards your shaken form, knowing that you were going to be in his arms in a second. With ease, he picked you up, holding you close. He could feel your heart beat. You were sobbing and holding onto him for dear life. You had no reason to cry now. Miguel was going to take care of you.

"Shh, it's okay. I'm here," Miguel whispered as he stroked your head. You just cried into his shoulder,

"M-Miguel, I-I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"You have nothing to apologize for. I'll take good care of you,"

"T-They're all dead. I-I thought...I was next...Miguel...I love you. I love you. I'm sorry, I'm a scaredy cat and shy and nervous...I'm sorry I didn't say it sooner," You kept babbling, crying your heart out since you thought you were going to die.

"Dios mío, no me esperaba esto. Voy a follarte bien esta noche para que te olvides de todo esto. (My god, I wasn't expecting this. I'm going to fuck you go good tonight that you're going to forget all about this.)" He groaned lowly.

"M-Miguel?"

"It's okay, (Y/n), I love you too. I'll take good care of you."

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        You sniffled as you stepped out of Miguel's shower, rubbing your arms as you wore some of his spare clothes. Miguel was kind enough to take you to his home, wanting to comfort you for the night. You were nervous as you stepped into his living room. It was quiet. Miguel was taking a shower in his other bathroom. Who would have thought that Miguel was rich? You explored his place, still surprised by the turn of events.

        You ended up in the kitchen, noticing a knife in the sink. It looked so much like the knife Ghostface had. Shaking the thought out of your head, you made your way back to the living room. You wanted to forget about what happened tonight. You tried to at least. You knew you were going to have trouble sleeping again. Tomorrow was going to be harsher because everyone was going to be asking about the others. Asking why you were the only one left alive.

"W-What if they think I killed them?" You stuttered at the thought. Miguel approached you from behind, wrapping his arms around your waist,

"Then they would be fools," He kissed the back of your neck.

        You shuddered at the affection Miguel gave you. Turning around, you pulled him into a tight hug. Miguel chuckled as he picked you up and carried you to his bedroom. Your cheeks burned up as he placed you on his bed. Miguel stroked your cheek, calming you down again. His smile instantly making you fold for him.

"Do you trust me?" Miguel asked you as he slowly climbed over you. You just nodded, "Good, there's something you need to know,"

        You whimpered as Miguel kissed your neck. His hands stroked your sides under the shirt you wore. He let out a low groan since you looked so good in his clothes. You let out a breathless moan as he cupped you breasts. Miguel was going to wait until you were completely in his grasp before telling you. After all, you couldn't say no. You were going to be his good girl forever.

"M-Miguel?" You whined softly as he took your shirt off, squeezing your breasts and pinching your nipples. 

"You're not going back to work," Miguel whispered as he started to grind his bulge against your cunt, "You're going to stay here. Make it look like you died with the others."

"W-What?!" You asked, but flung your head back as Miguel sucked on your breasts.

        You moaned softly as Miguel spread you legs, allowing him to rut into you rougher. You felt yourself getting wetter. The boxers he let you wear were too thin and easy for him to grind against. You tried to ask him what he meant, but you were being overwhelmed with pleasure. Miguel's hands were now resting against the boxers, rubbing your clit against the fabric. You body leaned into his touch, desperate for more. His tongue swirled around your nipple, making his way back up to your neck.

"You're going to stay here, baby." He whispered again, his fingers dipping under the boxers and circling your clit, "My beautiful angel. I can't let anyone have you. I can't let anyone harm you. You were always mine."

"Mhm~ M-Miguel~"

"(Y/N), don't be afraid of me. I will never harm you." Miguel watched as you bit you lower lip, moving your hips with his hand, "Así es. Déjame convertirte en la esposa perfecta. Déjame manchar tu hermosa inocencia. (That's right. Let me fuck you into the perfect wife. Let me taint your beautiful innocence." He groaned lowly.

        You whimpered a moan as you felt a knot tighten inside you. Miguel moved his fingers faster against your clit, causing that knot to tighten. You tried to rub your legs together, but Miguel kept them spread. He sucked against your neck, groaning as you cam from just him playing with your clit. His fingers dipped lower, two digits entering your tight, soaked cunt. You moaned again, your cunt squeezing his fingers as he pumped inside you.

"Ah, my sweet innocent little angel. Watching you break because of me is so delicious." Miguel groaned as you squirmed and moved your hips to his touch, "You're going to stay here. I'll make sure no one will ever hurt you again, understood?"

"Y-Yes! Yes!" You cried out as his fingers feverishly fucked your tight gummy walls.

        You whined as Miguel raised your legs over his shoulders. Your pussy clenched his fingers as he started to curl against your sweet spot. You flung your head back as he started to wiggle his fingers inside you. His thumb rubbed against your clit again, bringing you over to the edge. Miguel wasn't making any sense, but his words were making you wetter. Honestly, with how tonight went, you wouldn't mind being stuck in Miguel's home forever. He was your protector.

"M-MIG-" You screamed out as you reached another orgasm. Miguel pulled his fingers out, licking them,

"You even taste sweet," He hummed, holding his erection towards your twitching folds, "You have no idea the amount of men I had to get rid of to make sure you stayed innocent, just for me. Seré tu primero en todo... y tu último. (I will be your first for everything...and your last.)" He groaned.

        You whimpered as you felt Miguel's dick stretch you out painfully. His cock was so thick and long. Your pussy was convulsing around him, sucking him in while drool rolled down your lips. He was making you feel so full. You wanted to question him on what he meant by getting rid of people, but you started to get drunk off his cock. Another whimper escaped your lips as Miguel groaned, fitting his whole length inside you. You swore that he was pressing against your cervix, but you weren't sure. This was a first for you.

"Un ajuste perfecto. Fuiste hecho para mí, cariño. Voy a grabar la forma de mi polla en tu memoria. (A perfect fit. You were made for me, darling. I'm going to fuck the shape of my dick into your memory.)" He groaned, slowly pulling out of you, "Killing all those people made this worth it."

"H-Huh?"

        You moaned loudly as Miguel thrusted his dick back inside you, hitting your cervix with each thrust. You cried out as Miguel started to bully your cunt, causing you to turn into putty under him. You could barely feel your legs as the slapping sounds between you grew louder. His dick forming a perfect space inside your pussy. You trembled as you started to reach another orgasm, unable to take the pleasure that he was filling you with.

"Look at you, so fucked out on my cock. How does it feel to get fucked by Ghostface, baby? Does my dick feel that good?" Miguel moaned as you tighten around him, "Yes, it does, doesn't it. Why else would you be squeezing me this tight?"

"H-Hah~ Ah~ Y-You're....ah~ mhpm...G-Ghost...f-face?" You whimpered lowly. Miguel fasten his pace, enjoying the white ring that formed around his dick,

"Yes. I'm the scary Ghostface that killed those asshole coworkers of ours," He chuckled, stopping to fill you with his seed, "I told you that you'd be okay. I will never, ever hurt you. Only love you."

        You wanted to be scared. You truly did, but both your brain and your heart were only thinking about Miguel's dick pounding you still. His hot semen filling your womb as he kept fucking you dumb. You body twitched from overstimulation as Miguel started to rub your clit again. He leaned down to kiss you, biting you lower lip as you moaned for him. His grip tighten against your hips, rutting into you furiously. He wanted to make sure you knew that you were his.

"Awe? Tired already? I think I need to show you how many people I've killed for you. Here's the second victim." Miguel groaned as he cummed inside you again. 

"Mhm~" You muffled lowly, growing exhausted. Miguel chuckled as he pulled you to his lap,

"Tienes razón cariño. Vas a ser la esposa de Ghostface. Siempre puedo mostrarte mi amor en cualquier momento. (You're right darling. You're going to be Ghostface's wife. I can always show you my love anytime.)

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        When you woke up, Miguel was by your side with water, vitamins and breakfast. He had bathed you and put on a fresh pair of clothes. You recalled his confession from last night and grew slightly nervous. Miguel, the man you longed for, was the murderous Ghostface. He killed your coworkers and faked your death. You now belonged to Miguel. You wanted to be scared, but Miguel had proved to you that he was never going to hurt you.

        Maybe it was your blind faith or actually being fucked dumb, but you willingly agreed to stay with Miguel. You stayed in his place as his house wife, greeting him with love everyday. Miguel rewarded your love with his brutal sex, reminding you that you belonged to him. By next Halloween, Miguel returned to his Ghostface persona, needing to release some steam. You became his accomplish, making sure that he returned home safe and sound.

"How was my good girl tonight?" Miguel hummed as he slapped his dick into your soaked pussy. You whined into the bedsheets,

"D-Distracted t-the...ah~ police...s-sending em...mhm~ opposite side of...of....ah~ t-town~!" You cried out. Miguel groaned happily, harshly shoving his dick deeper into you to fill,

"That's my perfect angel. Well done."

"T-Thank you!" You moaned against him, shaking from the pleasure. Miguel hummed happily as he kept thrusting inside you,

"I think you deserve a reward. Why don't we try making a little Ghostface jr?"

"Yes! Yes!"

        Your vision blurred as you moved in rhythm to Miguel's thrusts. Your mind started to fill with lust as you became tainted by Miguel. You were just as bad as him now, but you didn't care anymore. As long as Miguel was there to love you and protect you, you were okay. You moaned loudly as you cam against his dick, burying your head into the pillow again. You were happy with you life now. You were going to protect and live with Miguel forever.

Forever as Ghostface's wife.

#kinktober #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara smut #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel spiderverse #spiderman 2099 #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel spiderman #atsv miguel

[silent-raven13]

Lil Billie's Arch Nemesis

Billie loves giving his big brother kisses, kisses for boo-boos, kisses for goodbyes, kisses for hello, kisses for showing love. Hugs and kisses, she does it all! She loves her big brother, Miles! Her idol, her Spiderman, her amazing big bro! So, the two year old have no problem showing love to her favorite only big bro, Miles. Everyone says she's his biggest fan, she's number one in his heart! Little sis Billie, Miles' lovable sister! Yup, that's her!

One day she sat in the living room watching her favorite show Mickey House Clubhouse with her pacifier in her mouth. She hears her mother cooking in the kitchen, while her dad snoring on the couch.

"Ah-HA! See ya, real soon!" Mickey Mouse rings her ear, giving a sign her show ended. This made her very excited. One of the main reasons she loves her show it ends right when her big bro comes home. She got up on her two little feet getting ready to be the first one to greet Miles.

"Mils!" She muffled through her pacifier as she waited by the front door.

"Mi amor, waiting for your big brother?" Her mom chuckles in amusement always spotting her daughter being by the front door.

"Si!" Little Billie jumps, she got her favorite pink blanket around her as she waited.

The doorknob jiggles, through the door Miles softly humming with his heavy footsteps wearing timberland boots. "Mils!" Billie jumps with excitement.

When Miles enter his home, he's greeted by Little Billie wanting him to pick her up. "Hey, boo-boo!" Miles awed at his little sister, he quickly pick her up.

"Mils! Mils!" She muffled through her pacifier, giggling as she gets picked up being hugged. For a two year old, she's very smart. She took out her pacifier to give kisses on Miles' cheek. "Miles!" She said happily. "Wuv you!"

"Awe, i love you, too. Awe, my little Billie!" Miles happily snuggles her.

"Miles, are you home?" Their mother's voice loud being in the kitchen cooking dinner.

"Si, mami!" Miles closed the door behind him then went over to kiss his mother's cheek, "Smells great."

"Of course, i cook this!" Rio laughs, "Right, mi bebé?" She blow a kiss to her daughter.

Little Billie giggles having her arms around her big brother's neck, "Mmhhmm," She put her pacifier back in her mouth.

"So, mom today Hobie is coming over, remember?" Miles casually reminds his mom.

'Hobie?' Little Billie gave a side eye at her big brother, she don't like Hobie. Not because their dad said comments about the punk's fashion or being a punk or rule breaker- No, Billie doesn't care for that. She don't like him, because he is taking away her big bro! Nope, all those kisses and hugs Hobie gives to Miles makes her jealous. Her big brother is her's. They are two peas in a pod. Not Hobie.

Not to mention, Hobie likes to bite her big brother on the neck from time to time and that really makes her mad. No one should hurt her big bro. Her big brother is Spiderman, a good man, a hero, her big bro!

Rio laughs at her daughter's reaction, "Mira, Miles! Your sister doesn't look too happy your boyfriend is coming over. She's still upset from last time." She remembers Billie crying as she spotted Hobie giving a hickey on Miles' neck, when they were in Miles' room. Miles let out a yelp in pain which caused Billie to cry and scream.

Miles blushes being embarrassed, "I should've lock the door..."

"And have tu papí bust down the door?" Rio scoffs, "No, your leaving that door wide open and no funny business."

Miles groans, "Mamí, he didn't mean it..."

Little Billie rolled her eyes, "Hmph!"

"Boo-boo, I thought you're on my side?" Miles pouts giving his baby sister a kiss on her round cheeks.

"Nuh uh!" She shook her head.

Rio laughs, "She's too smart for your own good, hijo! I wonder where she gets it from." Implying from her like Jeff could ever be this sassy.

Little Bille said, "No, Obie! No! Nonono!" She waves her hand at her big brother.

"Awe, he's a great guy, Billie. Look this time he'll be good. I promise!"

He was so wrong. Very wrong.

The moment Hobie came over, Little Billie had throw launched a toy web shooter at him. "Whoa? Wat's wrong with the lil one, sunflower?"

Miles sighs, "She's still mad at you from last time."

"Ahhh," Hobie smirks widely as he squat to Billie's level, "Atta girl, protecting your cute brother. I respect it. Let bygones be bygones, hmm?"

Little Billie shot another web shooter toy at Hobie's face with a scowl look on her face. "Billie!" Miles quickly picks her up and took her toy away.

Hobie presses his lips with a nodded, "Fair enough."

"Billie, say you're sorry!" Miles said.

"No! Bye, Obie!" She hugs her big brother then sticks her tongue out at her brother's boyfriend.

Hobie could only laugh in amusement. "I admire that."

"What? Really?" Miles blinks at his boyfriend. "Normally, you get mad when someone tries to-" Hobie said, "Because they are adults and should know better, luv. Billie is a child and I think I can make her a fine anarchist!" His lips widen to a wicked smile, he wrap his arm around his boyfriend's shoulders then said, "Hey, Billie Willie. Look. Mwah! Love you, Miles." He kisses Miles cheek.

"Hobie, stop! You're gonna make her mad!" Miles said out loud.

Little Billie's eyes widen and gasps, "NO! No, Obie! NO!" Her tiny hands try to shove Hobie's face away from her brother's face, "Me! ME!" She planted a kiss on her brother's cheek. "My bro-ther!"

"My boyfriend!" Hobie chuckles as he kisses Miles' left cheek and Billy got Mile's right cheek.

"No, my brother!" She kisses again.

"No, mine!" Hobie laughs.

"NOOO!"

Miles stood receiving battlefield kisses by his two favorite loved ones. His cheeks warm from the amount of attention he was getting.

Jeff yawns waking from his nap spotting his wife standing by the doorway to the kitchen and hallway watching the three. "What's going on?" He asked his wife being so confused.

"Oh just Hobie and Billie fighting for Miles' love, again." Rio giggles. "It's cute."

"Ah, I hope Billie wins and get that punk outta here."

"You missed it when she shoot hit him with that web shooter thing." Rio laughs.

"Awe man, I did!" Jeff saw the toy on one of the drawers, "Hey, Billie. Shoot Hobie again!" He rushes over to hand his daughter the toy.

"JEFF!" Rio said out loud. "Don't encourage her! Violence is bad!"

#punkflower #miles morales #hobie brown #spider verse #across the spider verse #billie morales

[gglitch1dd]

Hello!

I was wondering if I could get some head canons when you see your ex. You start to freak out, but since he's right there, everything is fine.

You don't have to do this if you don't want to.

-Mari

Nice to see you again, darling!! I would love to do this for you.

MHA Boys: Midoriya Izuku and Bakugou Katsuki

When you see your Ex.

Midoriya Izuku

You and Midoriya had been dating for a year, mostly in secret because he was the number one hero and the media would eat the both of you alive if you both went public. So together you had lowkey dates in private. However like all things with the press, they came out. Everything comes out in time.

Midoriya was a great guy. He was attentive, sweet, loving. He was everything you could hope for in a man. He put his everything into your relationship and even though he was often busy and on some big mission or on patrol, the constant onslaught of pure love and devotion never left nor dwindled.

Not to mention he was hot. Like really hot. He wasn't just the number one hero cause of his hero work. His PR team sold out his looks and status as much as humanly possible. You couldn't help but have a smug look on your face when you would see him in the cover of some branded underwear magazine thinking, 'Damn, I snagged that'.

Cause you did.

But with all of that, it didn't fully erase all the hurt that had happened in the past before Midoriya. Before you met him, you had a habit of finding yourself with professional gaslighters and manipulators.

And it wouldn't always be the last time since you saw them.

You and Midoriya had gone on a date in public. A restaurant. Midoriya had gone to the bathroom leaving you alone and sitting at your table enjoying the wine and the top floor view. You sipped and watched with interest at the city below.

"Y/N?"

"Hm?" You turned your head and froze once you saw who it was. You froze at the person who had appeared beside your table. The image of them making you freeze. You hadn't seen them since you had broken up and that is how you wanted it to stay, but now they were standing in front of you.

They smiled down at you with a tilt of their head. "I haven't seen you in forever, huh?" They spoke as they looked you up and down. "You're looking good."

You forced a smile on your face. You weren't sure how to react. You didn't want them here. You didn't want them anywhere near you. Yet here they were. You just wanted Midoriya to get here. Where was he? "Hey... yah. It's... it's good to see you." Your smile strained.

"So what are you doing here? Lunch?"

"Ah... yah." You nodded your head watching as their eyes moved to Midoriya's empty space in front of you, specifically to the plate that showed that someone was indeed there. You motioned to it. "Yah. I'm on a date." You clarified hoping that would give them the hint to leave. "So..."

They nodded their head as they looked around. "Where are they at?"

"The bathroom." You quickly answered.

"Well, I can keep you company till they get back." They smiled putting a hand on Midoriya's chair.

You felt your nerves start to increase. You shook your head. "No. That's okay, you don't have to-"

"Aw come on Y/N don't be like that." They chuckled with a smile. They moved their hand down on top of yours on the table making you freeze. "For old time sake."

Suddenly a hand grasped the wrist of your ex. "That won't be necessary." Your ex looked up but didn't expect to come face to face with the Number One hero of Japan. Midoriya had an unimpressed look on his face as he moved his sunglasses up as his jade eyes looked your ex up and down. Without much needed force, he removed their hand off of you. "May I ask, who are you?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I'm..." They were incredibly phased by the sudden appearance of Midoriya. "I'm Y/N's ex. I'm-"

"Sorry, never heard of you." Midoriya interrupted them. He however forced a smile on his face. "But it's great to meet you. I wish it would be in a different setting though, because my partner and I," Midoriya put a hand on your shoulder, much to your relief. He didn't look at you but you knew you had all his attention. "are on a date. So how about you talk to my secretary and we can get to know each other properly yah? Great." Midoriya kept his fake smile on his face as he snapped his hand into the air, instantly catching attention from a waiter. "Nice to meet you." Midoriya motioned for them to leave in a subtle yet blatant way."

Your ex hesitated before turning to leave, led by the waitress. Midoriya's smile dropped off of his face. "Jeez, some people." He muttered to himself as he turned to you. He kissed the top of your head. "Now what are we having next? Desert?" He asked as he grabbed his chair to sit down, a genuine smile on his face this time.

You smiled in relief at him. Midoriya was always there for you.

Bakugou Katsuki

Now one of the most weirdest decisions you probably made in your life was falling for Bakugou Katsuki. He was one of the most head strong, paranoid, one splinter away from exploding people you've ever met. However he was something straight out of a fantasy for you. Yah he was brash, but he was thoughtful, calculated, ambitious. He wasn't one for words, not knowing how best to articulate his feelings into words but damn did he care.

He did it in the little things. In his actions. In the way that every week he would get you your favourite flowers, or chocolate. Or how after a long day for you, he would cook you your favourite meal. No matter how he was, even when he could work up your nerves, he never stopped loving you in his own angry pomeranian way.

But being with him was something you were often insecure about. He was the son of two top fashion designers. Grew up wealthy and ended up wealthy. He was the Number Two Hero of Japan. His fanbase was made out of people that were no doubt, some, were better looking than you. They could probably fill in the roll of a hero's partner much better than you could.

But no matter what, Bakugou made sure that you understood through your thick skull that you were the one for him. That he loved you. That you were his everything. So why should you worry?

And normally you always listened to Bakugou (when he was right).

I mean why wouldn't you? He was right this time (he would argue about that).

When you were on an evening date with him, somewhere fantasy because Bakugou often referred to himself as more of your Sugar Daddy than your boyfriend, but who were you to stop him. If he wanted to do something, hell would rather freeze oven than change his mind.

Now how you ended up alone waiting for him to enter the restaurant was something you still had to grapple your head around. One moment you were with Bakugou and the next he was getting a call from the commission. Something work related that didn't have to do with him going into the office or into uniform, but was of a high priority enough for him to step away for moment.

You didn't mind because you know important his work was and how seriously he took it. You supported him like that. But what you didn't like was how the moment he left, you just stumbled into your ex.

You tried to make sure they wouldn't notice you, turning your head away from them to make sure they couln't see you. You prayed, prayed, they wouldn't see you.

"Y/N."

Looks like the heavens weren't in your favour right now.

You turned with a forced smile towards your ex who had a beautiful girl next to them. "Hey..." You greeted them. "Long time."

"Yah very long time." They nodded their head. "How are you doing?"

You nodded your head, hoping that by some miracle, Bakugou's super senses would kick in and notice that his partner needed him right now. "I'm good."

"Yah, you must be. I heard you were with Dynamight." They commented with a chuckle. You nodded your head in agreement. "How surprising..." They started with a dark look to them. "I didn't think out of everyone, Dynamight would end up with you."

You paused for a moment, digesting what was just said. "W... what do you mean?" You asked a bit more quietly, trying to keep your smile up.

They shrugged. "I mean... I thought he would get like a supermodal, or some high end person within the same elitist group not someone like you. You know? Someone ordinary."

You were speechless. You weren't sure how to feel about that. You were a good person. You didn't exactly any hard bad habits or qualities you thought undesirable but you didn't think of yourself like that. But they weren't wrong. Compared to Bakugou, you were ordinary.

"Oi dipshit." Snaking his hand to hold your waist and pull you against him was Bakugou. He kept his eyes forward onto your ex with a glare. He held you tight against him. "Who the fuck do you think you are?"

You perked up at his language. "Katsuki, we're in public." You remind him quietly.

He just squeezed your side indicating to you that he heard you, but focused on your ex. Said ex, swallowed as they raised their head. "I'm Y/N's ex. I'm-"

"Great, don't actually care." He interupted them. Now... He took a step forward with a tough glare. He pointed a finger to their chest. A harsh look in his crimson eyes that screamed murder. "The next time I hear you talk to them like that, or at all, ever again, I'm gonna make you wish you never cross us again. Do you understand me?" His voice low.

Your ex swallowed as they glared up at them. "You wouldn't." They chuckled.

Bakugou smiled wickedly. He chuckled as he leaned back. He started to pull you forward, before stopping right besides your ex. "Try me. I've covered up enough dead bodies to know how to dispose of yours." His eyes scarily empty and holding nothing but brutal honesty. Bakugou smiled. He tapped his shoulder, with a smoking hand, before continuing forward with you.

You looked up at the blond. You leaned against him. "Thanks, Katsuki." You whispered to him in gratitude.

He smirked smuggly. "Of course, babe. You're my everything."

-Glitch1d

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[baby-tini]

Okay, okay, so this is kinda touching on religion, so if you're uncomfortable, please ignore this!!

But I can just imagine Dabi shoving his dick down the reader's throat, knowing she's super religious, saying something like "I am your God now," and before she can reply, shoves it deeper.

Im a simp and I'm not apologizing for it.

No, because I can definitely see this... also I'm fine with writing religious things, don't worry. I do want to say that, I support all religious beliefs and this is not meant to offend anyone, it's all fiction. TW: religious themes, noncon blowjob, yandere Dabi, Dabi has a God complex, disrespect and mocking of said beliefs, implied kidnapping. Dabi thought your beliefs were stupid, he pitied you for your beliefs to someone who would never answer them, they would never come save you. He looked at like, those naive people who still looked up to heros.. they didn't care about you, so what's the point in devoting your life to someone that allowed a monster, like Dabi, too take you away from everything that you once knew. Allowed a villian to break you down and use you for his own selfish desires. He'd watch you pray to a God that never saved you, cause if they cared, you wouldn't still be chained to the bed, stuck in a cycle of naive hope, waiting for someone, you should know by now, wouldn't help you. "I'm gettin' tired of this doll, you'll get on your knees for a non-existent God.. but not for me?" He scoffs, watching you pray on your knees, hands folded on the bed. Standing in the door way with a scowl he walks over to you, pulling you up by your hair. He sits on your bed as he makes you stand in between his spread legs. You try to pull away, you really do, slapping at his hands and trying to back away. It just doesn't work though, with a couple harsh slaps to your naked thighs, your attempted fighting subsides. "Try and pull away again, see what happens." His eyes are narrowed, the bright cerulean now a dark admiral blue, sharp eyes waiting for you to step out of line as his hand tightens in your hair. His free hand coming to wrap around your throat, causing you to bend, face to face with him. His eyes fly over your face as he grins, pulling you down harder so that your situated on your knees. He looks down at you, a faux pout on his mis-matched lips. The hand on your throat eases up when you completely stop struggling, running the hand in your hair, down your face, petting your cheek as he laughs. "There we go, pretty girl... just stop fighting, hm? Be good for me, It's so much more filling to behave for me." Moving both hands to your face, he rubs his thumbs over your cheeks, in comforting circles as he coos at you mockingly. Keeping a hand on your jaw, he unbuckles his belt with the other, popping open the button as he unzips his pants, slightly pulling down his pants and boxers, just enough to pull his cock out. There's an immediate attempt to pull away on your end, wiggling away as he squeezes his hand harder around your face. "Ah ah, you like it on your knees so much, praying to bullshit.. you'll love worshipping my cock then. I'm your new God now, you'll serve me, whether you like it or not." He places the leaky head on your lips, tapping it on your bottom lip before the hand on your jaw squeezes, causes your lips to open slightly and he pushes in. Moving both his hands through your hair, making you bob your head, his grip unyielding on your hair as you gag. His pre cum slipping down your throat causing you too choke as your eyes squeeze tight. "Don't. Look your God in the eyes as he cums down your throat, show him how much you appreciate him.'

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[montcumbry-gaytor]

Hi, um idk if you’re in the mood to write this and you don’t have to if you don’t feel the energy to, but could I request a story where its Latino male reader x Loki?

Like where its smut and the plot is that the reader speaks Spanish everytime he and Loki “do it” just to tease and fluster Loki, and the reader always feels proud of himself.

But a few nights go by and Loki really wants to learn how to speak Spanish; not only because it can be a way to communicate with the reader better but to get back at him and remind him who’s in power. (So like a smut and power kink story basically). And Loki takes lessons from one of the readers’ family members (but they don’t tell the member the reason ofc)

And then when the night comes, and the reader and Loki are invited to come to this super fancy party with the Avengers, and the whole night, the reader decides to tease Loki discreetly and later, Loki can’t tolerate it any longer so they both teleport back to the tower, and blah blah blah they start to have steamy sex.

Loki then decides to tease him and starts whispering Spanish in his ear all seductively: and suddenly the reader gets all shy. And then they do it, and the end there’s the obvi aftercare, and they live happily ever after :)

(Idk if you do POC readers, but I’m asking bc I haven’t seen barely any that do. I know this was a lot and in detail so I deeply apologize for that. Again, you don’t have to do this cuz ik you have a busy life rn or u just don’t feel like doing it. Have a good morning/night! :D)

Right side of the bed

Loki Laufeyson x Latino Male Reader Smut

FEM ALLIGNED DNI || MLM/NBLM TARGET READERS

A/N : I am so sorry that I haven't gotten to this sooner, I've been giving excuses but Im finally getting on track with writing and here we are.

CW : (Kind of) Public sex, Magic use, Alcohol, Use of 'Sir'

"Focus, Carino."

You hummed, Looking down at Loki's disheveled state below you, tendrils of black hair sticking to his pale forehead, Mouth hung agape as your hips bounced on his.

"Love- slow do—ah~ slow down~"

Loki whined, Slender fingers holding your hips, though he begged he never stopped rutting into you, Tip grazing your prostate each time your body connected with his.

Grabbing one of his hands, you placed it on your lower abdomen, letting him feel as tip rutted near your stomach.

"Siente lo profundo que eres mi rey~"

You said, feeling your end draw near, your words failing you as you fucked yourself on Loki, Stroking your twitching length, White spurting from your head and onto Loki's stomach.

"Fuck, That felt amazing Carino."

You hummed into his ear, smiling as his pale skin became even more red than it had been, kissing his cheek before hopping off of him.

"I'm gonna take a shower, Amor, Feel free to join me~"

You said, your voice trailing away, Leaving Loki to clean up after himself, Stuck in his thoughts, Never understanding what you were saying, He felt so lost.

He needed to show who was in control.

But how? Thor didn't know anything, He wouldn't expect him to, And he wasn't going to ask any of the Avengers, Definitely not.

Who did he know, Who knew Spanish?

"Oh! Ohoho.. My prince is going to regret this."

Loki muttered under his breath, becoming quiet as he dressed himself, Contacting a certain someone Via. Your silly human devices.

"What are you doing, Amor?"

You asked, slinking over to your dresser and slipping pajamas on, Slyly revealing bits and pieces of yourself as you did.

"Oh nothing my prince, Just thinking."

Loki hummed, Placing the phone aside, opening up his arms to welcome you into them, hands hugging around your waist, his peachy lips kissing your forehead.

"You should rest, my love, You heroes are always so busy."

Loki hummed, rolling you over with him, spooning you in his tall figure, letting him bring a blanket over the two of you and drifting off to sleep in his arms.

It had been a few weeks since then, Being that you were busy, You hardly noticed Loki's absence from your shared flat.

As days went on as per usual, Tony had decided to throw a party in the Tower, Even though you had wished to rest in your flat, maybe go out to dinner with Loki, you had agreed, and Loki—Although Hesitantly—Agreed to go aswell.

The party consisted of most of the Avengers, and some people you didn't know that you assumed were invited by Tony, though you didn't care to engage with them either way.

"Whiskey, Please."

You said to the bartender, crossing a leg over the other, leaning into Loki's presence beside you.

"Make it two."

He hummed, the bartender nodding and pouring your drinks, passing them to you both before walking off to deal with other people at the bar.

"You're deep in thought, Carino, es lindo."

You said, looking at him smugly.

"Thinking of all the the things we could be doing if we weren't here."

"Me encantaría que me jodas sin sentido ahora mismo, amor."

You whispered in his ear, swirling the amber liquid in your glass before downing it, returning the glass to the bar, where the bartender poured it another round and shuffled off again.

"No me gustaría nada más que eso."

Loki hummed back, Eyeing your face as it contorted into shock, Standing from his seat and downing his drink, grasping your hand and weaving throughout the tower, finding one of the guest rooms, and hurrying inside.

Quickly shutting the door by pressing your back against it, he wasted no time locking the door and putting his hands on you, lips sloppily smashing with yours.

Tongues sliding against one another, the taste of alcohol still tingling on your tongue, tugging on Loki's suit, whining as he pulled away from you, clasping your wrists in one hand above your head.

"ah ah ah, Amor, I'm the one in charge, no olvides."

He hummed, pressing his knee between your legs, though using his free hand to keep your hips pinned to the wall, forcing you to take what friction he gave, his mouth closing in on your neck.

"You smell sweet, Mi amor, Delicious.."

He groaned, rolling his thigh against your groin, prompting a sweet sigh from your lips, your attempts to rut against him hopeless.

Magic tingled through your body, making it hot and on point, your body staying pinned as it was even without Loki's hands on you.

"You look adorable like that, Carino, aunque te ves mas lindo sin ropa."

And in a blink of an eye, he pulled off your blazer, tugging your tie off, then your shoes, and so on until you were bare, save for your button up and briefs, erection pressed against the stretchy fabric.

"Loki- ah~! We- we can't do this here.. someone will find us.."

You squirmed, body flushed as Loki sent waves of magic through your body with every touch he made, and you couldn't fight it.

"I wouldn't mind that, Darling, Someone seeing you get corrected for thinking you're in control."

Fingers danced around the hem of your briefs, slipping up your shirt and running over your nipples, thumb pads stroking the erect buds.

"No matter how many times I play with these, you never do seem to get used to it."

Loki sighed, the shocking waves of pain and pleasure forcing your back off the door as he pinched the bud.

"Let's take this to the bed, Shall we, Carino?"

He hummed, hand guiding your movements to lay on the bed, body shaking with anticipation, Precum spilling out of your cock head and staining into your briefs.

"Darling, You're making a mess, Let's clean that up, Shall we?"

Kneeling down on the bed, he pulled your briefs off tantalizingly slow, his smirk becoming wider—if possible—as your cock slipped free of it's constraints, twitching as it was met with cold air.

"Loki... "

"Shhh... amor, don't speak unless spoken to, understand?"

"Y- Yes sir..."

"Ooh.. sir? I like that name."

Loki hummed, the tip of his index finger teasing the slit of your cock, trailing down your length before pulling away, leaving you to whine in his absence.

"Now, tell me my prince, what would you like me to do?"

"Fuck me... Please.."

You whimpered, arms straining with a need to hold Loki, as if you feared he might up and leave just to toy with you.

"como quieras, mi amor."

In swift movements, Loki threw tossed his blazer off, rolling the sleeves of his button up to his upper arm, Unbuttoning his black dress pants and pushing down his briefs, his dick presenting itself eagerly.

Sitting on his shins, one hand slipped underneath your knee, holding your leg up, the other guiding his cock to slip inside of you, eyes trailing up to yours with a gentle smile before pushing in, causing your breath to thin.

"Ooo... Fuck-"

"No, Talking, Carino, Break the rules again and I'll have to punish you."

"Yes- Yes sir.."

"Good."

He hummed, hugging his arm around your thigh and pulling your ass to connect with his hips, your leg resting over his shoulder while the other one sat beside his thigh.

"Te sientes tan caliente por dentro, My prince."

He sighed, running a free hand over your stomach, Magic seeping out of you as you found your hands no longer stuck to the bed, instantly clinging around Loki's neck, Smashing your lips together as his hips began to rock into you.

"Shit... You feel amazing."

He moaned, pressing his forehead to yours, nearly folding you in half as he fucked you, heat building with each thrust, sweat beading on your bodies.

"Speak to me, Darling, I want to hear you."

He groaned, tip grazing your prostate, rutting against it each time.

"You feel so good Loki~! Fu—ck.."

You whined, Your spine arching off the bed, the crown of your head pushing into the mattress, your insides felt like they were melting as you both chased your climax.

"I could say the same, darling, you fe-ah.. you feel wonderful.."

He whined, you could feel his cock twitch inside of you, threatening to burst.

"I'm gonna cum.. ah... Loki- "

You whimpered, your cock spilling out precum as it rutted against your stomach, the friction bringing you closer until your body halted, taking your breath away as white spurted from your slit, spilling on your stomach.

It didn't take long for Loki to finish himself, pulling out and cumming between your legs, panting as you both came off your high, hair sticking to your faces.

"That was... Exhilarating."

Loki sighed, wiping his forehead before whipping his head around the room, locating a bathroom and rushing off to wet a rag, coming back looking refreshed, pants buttoned and all.

"Come here darling, let me clean you up."

A/N : Hope you guys all liked this!!! I hope it came out to your liking Anon!!!! I tried my best to not drag on everything but keep everything true to the plot so 🫶

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[sashi-ya]

𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐋𝐚𝐰 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐒𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫? [a theory]

⬦ So, as many asked here is my theory! I've been thinking of this since i read Punk Hazard. Law has never been a pirate for me, nor a marine... so there had to be something in the middle and that is SWORD! Let's discuss the reasons! (Also please, be careful this theory is full of spoilers since I added the last pieces of info given in ch. 1080).

⬦ Disclaimer: Please, if you don't agree with any of the points stated we can discuss them but only if you do it respectfully and calmly. This is just my POV and take on the story. I might be wrong, or not. It doesn't matter, it's just a theory!. If you are gonna use this theory anywhere please ask me first. I'm tired of seeing my stuff on twitter gain endless likes for other to take the credit. Also, any other info you can share that you think I might have forgotter will be welcomed! ⬦ tagging: @thepoisonpoison ; @husband-in-law ; @akhlys-san ; @ruby-white-rabbit sorry for the delay! but here it is! :3

So! As I was waiting for the official release of ch. 1080 I didn’t write the theory sooner! I wanted to check if they had change something, especially the Rocky Port incident part! Apparently is all correct so here we go with my reasons for thinking Law is either a marine or a collaborator from SWORD!

Law was saved by a marine. This seems like a stupid and obvious point BUT is by far deeper than it seems; Cora lied to Law about being a marine because little Law was basically angry at them -but honestly, at everyone and everything in this world, too-. Now, we should recall properly who exactly was the real bastard that let the inhabitants of Flevance get sick and ultimately killed them: THE WORLD GOVERNMENT. Sure, the WG sent presumably marines to destroy the city; but… have you seen them? Cause I honestly we only saw people wearing the masks and suspiciously similar attires (not exactly the same) the guards of Punk Hazard wore (where do we see Law after the time skip? YES, PH. Remember there are no coincidences when it comes to ODA).

But, why did the WG sent those “marines” to destroy the city? Well, they couldn’t take the blame for exploiting the island for the amber lead KNOWING the people were getting sick because of it. But who cares about Flevance’s lives when such metal is used for… for… FOR WHAT, EXACTLY? Isn’t it toxic to touch? Then why the fuck do you need such metal? Ah… WEAPONS! But… who uses such weapons? For what?. All in all, who is the real bad guy here? the marines or the WG? Yes. Law is by far more intelligent than most of the OP characters, he can understand who to blame. And because of it there is another reason WHY Law would prefer being part of SWORD and it is because -as Kuzan says: Sword members are marines who give up their marine code and do not have to follow protocols nor -this is the most important one- they DO NOT respond to the WG. SWORD is the perfect alternative to both uphold the law while being against the fucking bastards at the same time. (refer to ch. 1080 during the mini flashback of Koby being in front of BB).

Also, Cora-san wasn’t probably part of sword (maybe it didn’t exist back then, this is my guess. In fact I believe it was formed right after Marineford) because he still used his marine code (01746). HOWEVER… DID HE GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THE PROTOCOLS? NOPE, HE DIDN’T CARE, HE WENT AND STOLE THE OPE OPE NO MI FOR LAW! Law has learnt a great example of real justice from a very young age.

2. The relationship with Koby and the Rocky Port Incident. What the actual fuck happened at the “Rocky Port”? we don’t know exactly, but Oda has given us 3 important pieces of information: 1. Law was the mastermind behind the RPI. 2. Koby became a marine hero after such incident. 3. Law became a Shichibukai after (do you believe in this? I don’t, exactly) giving 100 hearts from pirates to the marine. Who the fu- why? So, there is for sure a previous encounter -or a connection at least- in between Koby and Law. Koby, is with no doubt part of SWORD. Keep this in mind for later, we are gonna go back at this point but first let’s start back at Sabaody, please! Let’s go to point 3:

3. The relationship Law has with X-DRAKE (past and present) Who else connects with Koby? Yes, X-DRAKE!. Now, let’s go a little bit deeper (I know you, stop) about X-Drake and Law’s rs. If we go back in time to Vol. 51, chapter 498 “The Eleven Supernova” where we got introduced to them officially. First panel we see with Law:

So the first time we saw Law he is directly referring to Drake who -as many believe- he has left his spot at the Marine to become a Pirate. Interesting how Oda decided to introduce such important characters this way, right? Is not exactly that he is trying to portray a connection between them… 🤭

Good, good! Let’s go a little bit back in time now. Do you remember who Cora stole the Ope Ope no mi from? X-DRAKE’S DAD. Who at the time was the captain of a stupid ass pirate crew (Barrels pirates) that decided to sell the Ope Ope no mi to the Marine.

Uhum… yes. So, after the raid, both Cora and Doffy made a little bit of ruckus and ultimately the Donquixote family ended with Drake dad’s life. Little dino daddy (aka Drake) was able to scape just in time so he saved his life. AND Law’s life, too. Why? Because he was the kid Tsuru found and that was what the DQF heard through the radio! “a Kid had been found crying by the Marine” so, while Law was able to scape thanks to the sacrifice of Cora, he also got lucky that they found another kid. But, if it had been Law the one found by the marine… he would have been raised as one (as happened to Drake).

So, maybe at this point Drake didn’t know exactly who the other kid was, but, since he was raised by Sengoku and Tsuru* (*who now we know has a grandaughter that’s part of SWORD too) he probably learnt the real identity of Law back (or even before the introduction Oda give us at Sabaody).

UGH THERE IS A LOT, BUT WAIT WAIT, THERE IS MORE. And this is the main point: their interaction at Wano: WHEN DID LAW AND DRAKE SPOKE WHEN LAW WAS SENT TO JAIL TO TRADE HIS LIFE FOR BEPO, PEN AND SHACH’S LIFE WITH HAWKINS? Because BOTH fooled Hawkins into thinking Law was going to be in jail with no way of scaping. MANGA DOESN’T SHOW IT. ANIME EITHER. There is something previous hidden that has to be shown at some point! In Wano we have confirmation that Drake is no other than Koby’s superior in SWORD. Do I have to explain ANY FURTHER?

(also, I love Law but it was hella funny how XDrake to keep with the act hit the hell out of our poor doctor. We can say he is finally relieved of punching Law after what happened in the past)

4. Now, back to the Rocky Port Incident: IT HAPPENED AT DAMN HACHINOSU. This was only shown 3 days ago! While I was reading I passed the page and had to come back like WAIT… WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK? Cause LORD! Can you see the relationship? It’s crazy! For how long has Oda been cooking this? Isn’t a LOT of coincidences that Law didn’t know anything and was a simple pirate when he planned the “incident”??  which at this point -in my opinion- is no other than a lie they decided to show the world to undercover such growing Supernova! I strongly believe that Law had been contacted by either Drake or someone close to him to be part of SWORD and together they worked to bring the RPI alive. Now, we can either think 2 possibilities: 1. Law has already been at the New World (even before Luffy) because Hachinosu is there (and pretty close to Laugh Tale I might say) or 2. Because it is only stated as “the masterMIND of the RPI” he wasn’t there, but, he had planned it from somewhere else. I think both are interesting, both in any case had to be done with the help of others; aka SWORD or Marine. This has yet to be shown by Oda at some point for sure.

I’m sorry I can’t give more info about what exactly happened there because there isn’t any more than what I’ve already discussed.

5. PUNK HAZARD, Smoker and Aokiji.

Do you remember when Luffy was getting closer to PH that they received a call from marines asking for help? Do we have that clarify? Who the fuck called the Sunny? We don’t exactly know. And you won’t know until Law’s true nature is shown. What a coincidence… right? Law encountered Luffy and proposed an alliance right in the island where he was staying and to where Luffy was called in the middle of their route by random marines… 👀👀 INTERESTING, a shichibukai on an island that belong to the WG… Sure, he was there to start his plan to avenge Doffy, that’s clear. But I think there is more than we can already tell.

For me PH is no other than the first clear showing of the cooperation of 3 main forces in the universe of one piece (that sets precedent for future wars): MARINES (smoker), PIRATES (Luffy) AND… LAW’S SIDE: SOMETHING THAT’S IN BETWEEN: at that point he wasn’t a marine, but he was a pirate protected by the marine. Sounds familiar? Yes, pretty similar to SWORD. ➡ this is pure personal analysis of Oda’s writing style.

Please don’t forget Law telling Smoker about Green Bit! – this leads us to a new probable member of SWORD too! Smoker is a vice admiral who is kinda rebellious if you think about it! He wants to uphold the law and always be on the justice side… but is the WG always the “justice” side? Nope. (Smoker worked with Luffy twice)

The appearance of Kuzan – he was the one who saved Smoker from the sharp threads of Doffy’s attack. And Kuzan has been a repetitive character that’s -at least for me- appeared in very important moments of the story. Is not a coincidence that he appears at PH after Law tells Luffy to hurry the fuck up with the banquet.

And it’s not a coincidence that he has left the marine because of fighting against Akainu. WHY DID THEY FIGHT? Because IT’S CLEAR that both have different visions of justice. While Akainu believes justice is to be purely with the WG and hate pirates, Kuzan probably believes that justice is not about who you have on your side but to do the right thing. (Garp, KNOWN now as a member of SWORD did exactly that during God Valley)

This being said, let’s go for the next point:

6. Is Kuzan really a member of Kurohige’s crew? Is he a double agent?

Isn’t it quite sus that Kuzan is part of the BB crew and SOMEHOW Law encountered BB on the route he chose? (YES, LAW CHOSE THAT ROUTE. He used the lack of neurons of Kid and Luffy to make them pick the other two routes. Now, the fact that Kid encounter Shanks and it wasn’t Luffy is just for the sake of the plot, we know it Oda)  

My guess is that Aokiji is a double agent from SWORD acting like Cora with Doffy. BB is a stupid guy, he doesn’t even know shit about what sword is, so I strongly believe he doesn’t suspect anything. So, maybe, the plan was simple (sounds simpler than it’s done): Kuzan informed SWORD about BB setting sail with some of his generals from Hachinosu, leaving the island alone with a couple of them (Vasco shot, Shirui, Pizarro); Law will encounter BB and fight while Garp and part of Sword goes to rescue Koby at Hachinosu. (Don’t underestimate Law, so many people downgrade his powers when it’s not the case at all) – this is pure theory, of course.

7. DRESSROSA & SENGOKU. Besides the emotional panel of Sengoku teaching Law not to look for more reasons for love but just love, I am sure there has to be something else hidden. In any case, it is super important to address the way Law acts towards Sengoku (in manga, not so much in the anime); he is being absolutely respectful (and not “mean” like he is used to be with anyone) and I believe Law wanted to search for Sengoku for 2 reasons: one, the one we explicitly read: asking about the “D”. And, 2, to tell this man, who represented a paternal figure for Cora, about how and why Law’s saviour died. However… Why and how does Law know Sengoku was like a dad for Cora? HERE is the key. Who told Law such information? Law didn’t know exactly who was the man Cora spoke to through the den den mushi before going to find the ope ope no mi. (He only knew it was a marine, cause baby Law was pretty intelligent). Perhaps is a very VERY small detail, BUT, what if he knew because of Koby and SWORD? Wouldn’t be surprising, Law needs information and he gets it from somewhere we haven’t seen yet where.

8. Law’s character and backstory. This last point is more of a personal analysis about his personality and real intentions:

Law hates, despises chaos. He upholds the Law. (not a coincidence he is called this way)

Law never EVER shown desires to find the One Piece. Not even when he first set sail. In One Piece Novel: Law (canon) he states the purpose of his journey: avenge Cora-san. Law couldn’t stand staying at Mr. Wolff’s home without doing nothing to end with Doffy. When his trauma had been resolved (but not over) and he started trusting people again, he began learning more about surgery while gathering money and resources with Shachi, Penguin and Bepo at the city. Once he turned 15, Mr. Wolff gave him not only Kikoku, but also the Polar Tang…

The Polar Tang: NOT A PIRATE SHIP. HIS JOLLY ROGER HAS NO SKULL! Law is not a pirate like the rest, he is not ruled by piracy aesthetics.

His name has had already a lot of hints, let me show you: TRAFALGAR – Battle of Trafalgar: Britain vs Spain. SPAIN LOST – dressrosa/doffy lost. WATER LAW / WATERLOO – battle of Waterloo: last battle of NAPOLEON – Napoleon is Big Mom’s sword – who won against BM? Law (and Kid). WATER’S LAW – Who are the ones who uphold the law in the seas (waters)? Yes. Marines.

Bepo, Shach and Pen’s way of referring to Law: CAPTAIN! *use the marine sign* *all of them wear hats like marines* *all of them wear uniforms like marines*

Law’s “disgust towards pirates” in Wano, after stealing food for the people of Okobore town he says: “Pirates shouldn’t do such a good deed!” BUT LAW… YOU ARE A PIRATE, YOU ARE A DOCTOR, YOU HELP PEOPLE!

And, maybe, a lot more that we might have missed or aren’t still fully shown! I will add them here! :3

But all in all, I do believe he is in the middle; not a marine, not a pirate either. That’s why I think SWORD fits him best. We will see what Oda has in store for the next few years! I hope that it’s even more exciting than this theory!

#trafalgardwaterlaw #trafalgar law #one piece #one piece theory #one piece theories #op theory #marine #sengoku #one piece koby #captain koby #x drake #wano kuni #one piece x reader #sashi ya #torao #SWORD #S.W.OR.D #one piece wano #ONE PIECE #one piece manga #one piece anime

[loner4-life]

His Guardian Angel

Word count: 3.5k

Reader's quirk: memory manipulation, similar to Shinso Reader, can control someone's mind. But whereas Shinso commands his victims. Reader can go inside her victim's mind and control specific things, such as motor skills, memories, and emotions (to a certain point.) Effects last for 10 minutes.

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Eijirou was your best friend, you've known each other since middle school.

You did everything together, told each other everything. Which is why it was so agonizing

when he started dating someone.

Now to be clear, you weren't mad he was dating someone.

You were mad at how downright annoying she was. The way she talked was nails on a chalkboard. You weren't the only one who felt this way.

Nobody in the group could stand her but Eijirou seemed so happy so no one wanted to ruin that.

However she hated you especially. At first you thought it was just her being protective and jealous which you could understand to a certain point.

But she would go out of her way to make sure kiri wouldn't even hang out with you. He would always cancel plans or reschedule. Only to cancel again.

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You heard your alarm go off as it shook you from your sleep. You sat up with a groan as you grabbed your phone.

You can't say you were surprised that you didn't receive your what used to be usual morning text from Kirishima

You drug yourself out of bed and get yourself ready for your patrol that morning.

Since your quirk was similar to Hitoshi Shinso's you both ended up working at the same agency Aizawa worked at before he retired, The Purple Revolutionary Agency.

Once you got there you walked into the building and to your desk. You did paperwork while you waited for your team to be called for patrol.

Once you finished your paperwork you looked around quickly to see If your boss was around.

You swiftly pulled out your phone to cure your border for a moment. You decided to take a look at the official hero rankings just for fun to see if they had been updated.

Your eyes widened as you saw Kirishima's name at the number four spot. "Oh my god!" You whispered.

You hurried into a hallway as you dialed Ejirou's number. It rang twice before it clicked, "hey Y/N! What's going on?" He asked.

"Have you checked the hero ranks?!" You asked excitedly. "I haven't, why?" He asked curiously. "You're at number four!" You cheered.

You heard him gasp, "w-wow! Really? I- ha!" He rambled in disbelief.

"We should celebrate tonight l! You, me and the gang. You can bring Maziki if you want, I'm sure everyone won't mind." You lied through your teeth.

You knew he would want his s/o there of course, but you couldn't help but think she was gonna make it about herself.

"Well, should we go to our bar tonight?" He asked. "That sounds great." You paused. "It's been forever since we've hung out." You said quietly.

You heard him sigh in. A guilty tone. "I know… I'm really sorry y/n, I don't want you to feel like I don't miss you and the gang." I started, you cut him off.

"We get it kiri it's ok I swear" you said in a cheerful tone. You heard him laugh, "you're a good friend."

You wrapped up the conversation before hanging up just in time to go on patrol.

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Your patrol was relatively calm, just petty theft and such.

If anyone you chased after gave you trouble you simply used your quirk and made them return what they stole and wait for officers to show up.

You looked forward to hanging out with your friends tonight. You were so proud of Eijirou.

Your shift soon ended and you went back to your agency, did some last minute paperwork before heading home to get ready.

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The door chimded as you walked in the bar, you walked up to the hostess table. " hi, I'm y/n, I'm with the pro-hero party." You said.

The hostess nodded as she flipped through the reservation book. "Ah of course here you are, right this way Ms. L/N." The hostess responded as she led you to your table.

A cheer went up as you walked in the room, "there she is!" Mina said as she ran up and hugged you.

"I save you a spot next to me" she smiled before leading you to the table. You took your spot before ordering a drink. "Ohh it's been too long guys!" You smiled at everyone.

"I even missed hanging out with you" you teased, pointing to bakugou. "Pfft- tease all you want, someone's gotta keep you dumbasses in line." He quipped before flagging down the waitress.

You laughed as you looked over to kirishima, before you could congratulate him you noticed something. He wasn't smiling, he of all people should be smiling. He was frowning at his phone, like he was lost in thought.

“Kiri?” you asked as you waved your hand in front of his face, attempting to grab his attention. He was snapped out of his trance before smiling at you, “hey! Isn't this great? Everybodies together!” He smiled wide.

You nodded, “ yeah it is great, but i was just wondering. Are you ok? You seem upset.” you asked with concern. He shouldn't be upset, you thought to yourself, it's his party.

“Oh yeah i'm fine!Maziki just texted me saying she was gonna be late so i'm a little bummed, but as long as she makes it right?” he said brushing it aside.

Your smile dropped a little, “yeah, as long as she makes it” you said quietly as the waitress showed up with your drink. You took it from him and thanked her before taking a generous glug from it.

An hour passed, laughs were made and drinks were had, you and Eijirou weren't much drinkers, you had a light buzz at best. Kaminari had just said something stupid making Mina laugh so hard she started shaking you making you laugh, however the jostling made you a little nauseous.

“Ugh, i feel a little queasy, i'm gonna step out front for a sec, get some fresh air.” you told everyone with a smile.

You stood up before grabbing your jacket and stepping out front. You took a deep breath of cool air before taking a moment to appreciate the ambiance of the street light.

You were shaken from your thoughts by chatter nearby. You looked over and saw a woman getting out of a car and turning to the driver.

"Yes I'll be over tonight baby" she cooed to whom you assumed was her boyfriend. Any normal person would turn away at this point but something seemed familiar about her.

You observed the conversation a little more, "when are you gonna leave him? I want you 24/7 sexy" the man purred.

You analyzed the women further before nearly gasping, it was Maziki. "I know, he's like a puppy, I can never go anywhere without him going, where are you going? When will you be back?it's annoying" she sighed.

"But don't worry, I'll drop him soon, the dudes a bimbo anyway." She leaned in to kiss the driver. " I'll see you Sunday ok?" She smirked before shutting the door.

The car sped off leaving her as she walked into the bar. She didn't notice you. There was a slight ringing in the air. You tried to comprehend what you witnessed.

Maziki was cheating? Why did you of all people have to find out first.Do you tell eijirou? you thought. Was it your place? Of course it was. Wasn't it?

Eijirou was your best friend. But what if he wouldn't believe you if you told him, what if he thought you were lying. You couldn't risk it… could you?

You quietly walked back into the bar, scurrying past everyone and taking you sink once more.

"You feel better y/n?" Eijirou asked. You looked up at him, his arm wrapped around her shoulders, that fake smile plastered on her face.

"Y-yeah, fine" you forced a smile. Safe to say your night was pretty much over after that. You had tuned out most of the night until everyone started going their separate ways.

Thus was your chance to tell him. It was the right thing to do, even if it hurts him. You saw Eijirou talking to Kaminari with maziki.

You hurried over, "hey eiji! Can I talk to you for a sec?" You asked, making it seem like you weren't about to crush his world.

"Oh, sure!" He responded as he excused himself from his previous conversation. Maziki shot you a hateful glare, "babe, I wanna go home." She pouted. "We will honey just one second ok?" He smiled.

She scoffed before flicking her hand in a "shoo shoo" motion. You led him outside and away from the entrance by a few feet.

"Hey uhm, I have something to tell you" you said, twiddling your fingers. "Ok, go ahead," he said with a confused smile. You took a breath, this was it. Youhave to tell him, you repeat yourself.

"It's… you're…" You couldn't find the words. You cleared your throat, " Eijirou it's maziki… she's" you were cut off by a slam of a door.

"She's what?" Maziki spat, "better than you? Yeah that's about right." She hissed. "Ziki?! That was uncalled for, apologize to her" eijirou scolded pointing to you.

"Why should I?! She's been trying to be a homewrecker even since we met.!" She screeched. "Because she's my friend!" Eijirou yelled. There was some back and forth between the two of them before you blurted. "Eijirou she's cheating on you!" You said quickly before covering your mouth.

Both of their eyes went wide, and Eijirou turned to you, "what?.." He asked silently

"I saw her kiss another man-" you were abruptly cut off by searing hot skin against your cheek.

"How… dare you!" She yelled. "That's such bullshit you little bitch!" She screamed before letting out a yelp when Kirishima grabbed her raised hand. " put your hands on her again and I'll have you arrested for assault on a pro-hero." He said slowly.

She looked almost hurt, 'don't tell me you believe her?She is just trying to split us apart." Maziki said.

Kiri let go of her wrist, "Yeah I do, because y/n doesn't lie, unlike other people I know" he spat. "What are you saying eijirou?" Maziki stuttered.

"It means we're done, I had suspicions for a while but didn't want to acknowledge it, this just confirms it. So I hope he was worth it." Eijirou spoke.

" Get your stuff from my place, all of it better be gone by Sunday" he choked before walking away quickly.

You paused for a moment before chasing after him, "Eiji?" You called,... silence.

You hurried in front of him, "eijirou" you said once more. He stopped in his tracks right in front of you. His chest rising and falling quickly. "Come to my place until Sunday, you'll need somewhere to stay right?" you offered.

He didn't look at you, just started past you. You couldn't tell what he was feeling. "Eijirou…" you said once more. "Please?"

He finally looked down at you, there was no smile on his face like there always was, it broke your heart. He finally nodded in response to your offer. "Ok, here my car is over here” you said softly as you grabbed his arm and let him towards your vehicle.

The drive back to your home was quiet, the only noise breaking the silence coming from the softly playing music on the radio. “Kiri I-” you started, but he interrupted. “y/n please..” he muttered as he stared out the window. “Ok” you said.

You soon pulled into your building’s parking lot and parked your car, the two of you headed up the stairs to your place before you unlocked the door and led him inside. It was awkward, things were never awkward between you two.

"Do you need anything l?" You asked as he sat on your couch. "A drink" he mumbled. You gave a silent "ok" as you walked to the kitchen. You poured him a drink and walked to the living room to hand it to him.

You took a seat next to him, "so… are you ready to talk, I don't mean to pressure you. I'm just worried about you kiri" you said. " I just don't understand." He started. "How did we get here?" He asked as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Was it my fault? Did I do something wrong?" You rubbed his shoulder, "Eijirou no, no no it was not your fault" you told him comfortingly.

"Then why did she do it?I thought we had something, I know you guys didn't like her but… god" he sighed. "She's just one of those girls who run a good thing… they're not all like that."

You said trying to help. "How did I fall for that… two years gone, just like that" he said, snapping his fingers. " I'm sorry" you were lost for words, you were never good at this.

"It's not your fault," he responded. It was silent for a moment before you began to hear sniffling. You looked over and saw his face in his hands as his shoulders shook.

You wrapped your arms around him and pulled him to you. "y/n, please d-don't use your quirk on me" he whimpered.

"I'm not eijirou, I would never make you cry with my quirk, but it's ok to cry you know" you said softly.

"I never cry, I'm the sturdy hero after all" he laughed in between his shaky breaths. You held him for what seemed like hours as he cried, you stroked his hair to calm him. It was what he'd do and has done for you after all.

Soon he stopped and sat up, "Thank you… I needed that y/n" he said smiling slightly. His smile made you smile, "there is the smile I know and love." you said.

He nodded before staring into space for a moment, "so what should i do now?" He asked looking back at you. You thought for a moment.

"You heal, you move on and you find someone who truly cares about you and treats you how you deserve" you said, grabbing his hand and intertwining your finger with his.

The silence was peaceful this time, eijirou turned to you curiously. " Why did you hate her so much?" He asked you, you looked away, "I don't know… we've just been such good friends for years and… I couldn't stand the way she treated you. It always seemed like she never put you first." You explained

"But I felt like I couldn't tell you… I didn't want to ruin something just because I was a little jealous." You sighed.

He smirked, "jealous? Of her, why?" He asked. Your cheeks felt warm, " I mean…yeah, I don't know I just… you're awesome Kiri and I-" you stopped. "Nothing, nevermind" you waved your hand.

" No, what? Come on, I have to know now." He teased you. You scoffed as you smiled, "Ok fine, I had like… a huge crush on you" you blurted as you covered your face shamefully.

"Woah, for serious?" He asked. "Yeah, and I felt terrible, having feelings for someone who's dating someone else? That's terrible." You mused.

Eijirou pulled your hands away from your face, his hands felt rough from the scars of being a hero, but they were so gentle at the same time. " It's not terrible, and I wished I had known, back then because well… I felt the same way." He said.

You looked to him, "what?, you did?" You couldn't believe this, the two of you could've been something? Could you have been happy?

He nodded, "I feel ashamed, I never found it in me to tell you, I know that's unmanly… I just didn't want to lose you as a friend if you didn't feel the same… I didn't want you to be uncomfortable around me." He said, you could tell the tears were threatening to fall from his eyes.

"Oh kiri…" you placed your hand on the side of his face. "If only we had been braver then" you smiled, "Can I be brave now?" He asked.

You raised an eyebrow with a smile, "be brave?" You asked him, he smiled before leaning in closely. Your breaths were felt on his lips as his breaths were felt on his.

His lips were centimeters from your, "be brave Ei" you whispered. With that he closed the gap between the both of you. Your eyes flutter shut as you let yourself drown in the feeling of Kirishima's body against yours.

He pulled away after a while, the both of you panting. He went to kiss you again, desperate for that feeling with you, but you stopped him.

"Wait wait, should we be doing this? I mean you did just get out of a two year relationship…" you asked him. I mean of course you wanted this, you've wanted this for years. You weren't going to ruin it now. "I just don't want this to be a rebound," you explained.

"No no, it's not, I want this y/n, I want you, we'll work out the details later." he smiled. "Then fuck it" and with that you kissed him again, pulling him down as you fell on your back on the couch.

Your fingers ran through his hair, you're glad he never chopped it off since graduation. His kisses gradually moved to your neck, biting down softly when your neck meets your shoulders.

You let quiet whines fall from your mouth as his hand slid up your leg, not used to feeling this kind of touch from someone you truly cared about.

"Is this ok?" He asked as fumbled with the hem of your top. "Y-yeah yeah, I want all of you eijirou~" you purred in his ear.

His hand continued its journey up your shirt before it found the foam cup that cradled your bust so nicely. You thanked whatever God there was that you decided to wear a bra that clicked in the front.

It made it a little easier for the man you had so desperately wanted all these years to finally give you what you wanted.

He quickly unclipped your bra, the relief of tightness on your ribs put a small smile on your face. A smile soon replaced with a face of pleasure.

You gasped as his thumb swirled on your nipple, " you nipples are hard baby~" He whispered as he kissed you once more.

"What can I say, you're just so sexy" you teased, "well that makes both of us" he responded as he pulled his hand away before taking off his shirt, tossing it in some miniscule corner of your living room.

"Wait wait, can we take this to my room?" You asked. "Of course sweetheart," he smiled. You yelped as he scooped you off the couch and against his chest, you instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist and your arms around his shoulders l.

You giggled as he took you to your bedroom, he paraded inside before he turned and sat on your bed, you in his lap. You took off your shirt as well, along with your bra.

His eyes fell on your breasts, but it wasn't the usual stare you'd get from one night stands. He was innocent and genuine, merley mesmerized by your natural beauty.

"Like what you see red?" You smirked as you pushed him down, his back against the bed, his hands fell on your hips naturally.

"Very much~" He responded. You smiled, "I like being above you like this~" you said as you leaned down to kiss him, "I want you Ei, right here, right now" you said, locking eyes with him. He nodded as he quickly undid his pants followed by your hurting to take off yours.

You practically drooled at the sight of his cock popping out from his boxers, a light slap being heard as it hit his lower stomach. "Jesus-" you gasped as you got in his lap, grabbing his member, pumping it a few times.

"Fuck y-y/n" he whined as he balled up the sheets in his hands. "Are you sure you are good with this?" You asked. He nodded his head quickly, "yes I'm sure, I'm fine y/n, I just want you and only you."

You smiled, "ok" and with that you took his hot throbbing girth and guided it inside you. You cried out as it filled you. Low whines from him being heard.

"O-oh my god" he gasped as his hands gripped your hips. You began to roll your hips as he thrusted up into you.

You could barely focus on anything as the amount of pleasure you were feeling almost became too much… almost.

"Eijirou, I- fuck, so good" you whined like a dog. Your hips began to stutter as you could focus on keeping them moving.

You were caught off guard when he quickly flipped your positions with one another. You were under him and you almost came from the sight of him, all sweaty and panting for you, his face saying nothing but pure love and pleasure. The room smelled of sex and sweat as the both of you went at it like animals.

His head dropped into your neck, "I'm so close y/n, I wanna cum with you" he whimpered. You cradled his face with your hands as he looked into your eyes.

"I'm gonna cum Eiji, cum with me, p-please" you whined, his eyes glowed a little, an indicator that someone was under the control of your quirk. You weren't using it on him for malicious intent of course. You just wanted his mind on you and what he was feeling.

His hips faltered before both of you let out a cry of bliss, you both breathed heavily as he collapsed on top of you.

You stayed like that for a moment, enjoying each other in your most vulnerable. "You ok Ei?" You asked, hoping this whole night wasn't a line you crossed. "I'm perfect hun, just perfect" he said with a cheesy smile.

"Are you?" He asked back, you nodded with a smile l, "Yeah, I'm perfect too"

#my hero academia #kirishima fluff #bnha #kirishima imagine #kirishima headcanon #kirishima angst #mha fanfiction #kirishima smut #kirishima x reader #kirishima x y/n

[whumble-beeee]

What's In a Name?

The (Un)Official Guide to Hero-Keeping | Cont'd from Part 8

Content: mentioned past attempted noncon, hysterical whumpee/nervous breakdown (seriously yall, it gets bad), disabled whumpee, trans whumpee, tied up/handcuffs, noncon unshirtening, past captivity references

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Excerpt from: The (Un)Official Guide to Hero-Keeping; a self-help guide for villains and bounty-hunters

[While following this guide, as well as generally while playing the wonderful game that is villainy, you will find that the advice can rarely be fitted to every specific scenario. But one piece of advice is universal: If you value your freedom, your loved ones, and your life, you must never reveal your secret identity to your captured hero. As soon as you do, there is no more facade. Villainy is no longer a game. It is your life. And heroes will not hesitate to destroy your life if it means they can win the game. 

If a hero (or ANY untrusted party) ever happens upon your secret identity, it is your responsibility, as a villain and as a human being, to accept the end of your life as you know it…

Or to ensure that the hero can never tell another living soul.]

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“See you soon?” Deeby repeated Sweater-vest’s last words incredulously. “See you soon?! Christ, and you know he knows– god, he just needs to stop being such un pendejo and shut the hell up, stop making everything about his goddamn god complex and shoving it en las caras de todos–”

The sudden anger from the usually cool and smug Deeby did not help the apparent panic attack seeping ever so quickly into Stan’s consciousness, especially with said seething bounty hunter circling around the room like an angry shark as he muttered to himself and gesticulated wildly. 

Stan cowered to hide his shirtlessness from said angry shark. His chest and limbs started to buzz from all the excess oxygen entering his system as he took in heavy breaths, his head spinning, dizzy, hurting, every muscle clenching.

“--y quién se cree ese cabrón para venir a joderme MI TRABAJO?” 

He was so angry. So loud, talking so fast, and what the hell was he even saying?! It was too much, too much.

 “Y la puta Lana no puede ni aparecer para decirme que me está jodiendo la vida OTRA VEZ porque es lo único que le encanta hacer, joderme TODO lo que–”

Stop it stop it stay calm stay calm please not now please please please not now you can’t show weakness like this in front of your kidnapper you can’t stop it STOP IT–

He took in an involuntary loud heaving breath. Then fell into a stuttering slew of smaller breaths as he tried to keep quiet, and Deeby finally took notice of the state of his captive. 

Stan squeaked and pulled the jacket around himself tighter. He was small, he was silent, he was invisible. 

Then he gasped in another desperate heaving breath with an involuntary cry of panic when he suddenly ran out of air. He’d stopped breathing entirely with all his efforts.

“Stan? Qué es–... Ah, you good?”

Stan nodded quickly, shaking. “F-fine, fine.”

Deeby raised an eyebrow at him. “Don’t lie to me. What is this, you having a panic attack?”

He couldn’t get his eyes to focus, but he shook his head fervently. Then reeled as it made the dizziness and headache so much worse.

“Stan, talk to me, chiquito. If he actually did something to you, tell me. I need a good reason to kill him, you’d be helping me out a lot.”

He didn't actually even hurt me, did he? 

“No–! I-I u-uh-uh yes-s-s, but– but–” 

I don't WANT to ‘help you out’! I don't want to talk about it! ESPECIALLY not with you. 

He let out a whine and failed to swallow the giant knot forming in his throat.

“Alright, is this about the shirt then? Or the uh, the chest thing? Is that why you went from colonizer white to ghost white when you thought I was gonna make you strip earlier?” He walked over to the tattered shirt and scooped it up. “Because if that's what got you, I can assure you I don’t give a single crap what you’ve–... got in your...”

Deeby trailed off as he held up the grey strips of fabric that used to be Stan's button-down. 

And just stared.

Stan gawked at the unrecognizable shredded fabric hanging in the bounty hunter's hands. His breath caught in his throat. He hadn't realized how utterly destroyed his beloved shirt was. What was he supposed to wear now?

“That… Motherfucker…��� Deeby muttered, almost as as aghast as Stan. “Christ, I knew he'd pull some grade-A bullshit, but this–”

“Y-you KNEW?!” Stan gasped out, surprising himself with the volume of his outburst. “You– You knew he was gonna– gonna try to...”

Deeby didn't look up from the tatters in his hands. “Yeah. He's predictable, if nothing else.”

Stan's entire body felt like it was full of angry bees. “You–... You left me-e alone with ‘im. On pu-urpose.”

“And everything turned out fine, you're fine. Look runt, we need to have a little talk about what–”

“NO!” Stan cried, ignoring the drop in his stomach when Deeby's eyes took on a slight challenging glint at the interruption. “No, don’t change the subject! You left me alone with him! You knew he was gonna try to– to rape me and you left me alone with him! Handcuffed, chained to the floor, powerless, immobile, beat up to hell and– a-and unable to defend myself and you-you left me alone with him!”

The floodgates were opening. The stifling sense of justice suffocating Stan from the inside out wouldn’t let the injustices go unsaid any longer, crashing through his body and just about ready to make him burst. Ironic, given the everything.

Deeby’s jaw set. “Stan. I wouldn’t have left that shit-for-brains alone with anyone if I didn’t have to.”

“Oh, but you– you had to?” Stan taunted, hoping the sarcasm came through in his voice even with the stuttering and heaving breaths. “What, Dee-deeby the great bounty hunter actually answers to someone? Enough to put the uh, the bounty in danger? Or are you just scared of him, wanted to get away?!” 

Deeby snorted.

“Hell yeah, I'll do whatever if the buyer asks it,” he proclaimed. "And I'm not scared of that human cringe-fail. The day I'm scared of him is the day I'm dragged away screaming and turned into… well, you, basically. But I mean, that's when he's actually dangerous…" 

He seemed to think on it for a moment. Then crouched down in front of Stan, smug grin replaced with something like the look a friend gives when they think you're about to ruin your life with a single dumb decision.

“Honesty, bud… I wouldn't be so tough around a guy like that if I were a guy like you. Best to just fuel his ego.”

Stan physically recoiled. “Don't tell me what–! Who-wh–…”

That insult sounded way too genuine. Since when was the mercenary genuine?

“Wait, wait, you'd…” Stan shook his head, trying to untangle his thoughts from the spaghetti of his mind. This concussion was killing him. He could barely think. “If you were… Who even was th-that?”

Another chuckle. “What, Tweedy? That was Vaughn. He said that earlier, though I applaud your ability to block him out. Wish I could do that.”

Then again, the hunter was most likely just trying to psych him out. Get him to behave again. Stan wouldn't fall for something like that.

“No, idiot, I mean–... I meant who is he? Why is he going to-to see me soon?… And– and for that matter, are you working together? Because it seems like you hate each other.”

Deeby let out a huff of air. “Look, bud, we need to talk about that phone call I had to take, the boss–”

“You're avoiding the question.”

“Well frankly, there's more important things to talk about,” Deeby dismissed quickly. “So I was talking with the boss-lady on the phone while you were–”

“I don’t care about what that Lana person has to say!” Stan said, slamming his hands on the floor for effect, a breath-stealing pang running through his ribs at the jostling. “Jus– Just tell me who you guys are, tell me why I’m here, tell me why I should be scared of ‘a guy like that’! Who ARE you?!”

Deeby narrowed his eyes slightly. “We need to talk about what's going to happen to you next. And you're gonna listen to that. Not yell demands at me like some asshole 6-year-old, because you already know I don't deal with all that ‘who am I, secret identity’ crap, so you're not getting those answers.”

Well actually, judging by the horrible sticky weight that slammed Stan in the gut when Deeby said that, he didn't want to know what horrors awaited him next. So next best thing? Keep being an asshole 6-year-old.

“Why?”

“Anonymity is the most valuable tool you can have in this game.” Deeby recited it like a script, exaggerating a monotone boredom. “Also I'm not an idiot, it's protocol that's saved me before, it helps me do my job without getting invested… take your pick.”

“You're not even wearing your mask any more!” Stan cried. “So much for secret identity!”

“I think what you're meaning to say is ‘thank you for rushing to save my damsel-in-distress ass from some twink with scissors when you heard me screaming for help even though you were dealing with a really important phone call from the worst person ever’. And you're very welcome. Now we need to talk about what I found out in that dumbass phone call and what it means for you.”

He always had an answer for everything, huh? Always another quip.

Stan's blood started to boil, and he may have actually, genuinely growled a little. 

“S-so-so so what, you are scared of her, then? You're scared of her and that's why you left me with that monster?!” He tried, spitting back as much smug asshole-ness as Deeby had been throwing at him. “Is that why you hate them, you’re just their damn lackey doing whatever they tell you to do?! Just a puppet for them to guide around, running around capturing supers and serving them up on a silver platter like a good little servant?!”

Deeby stared at him, genuinely stunned by the sudden venom in the captive's words. His fists clenched by his side.

 Hm. Stan may have gone too far.

“Look, McKellen,” Deeby spat as he took an authoritative step forward, voice slow, low and dark. “There are things at play here that you can’t know about–”

“Why not?!” Stan felt like he was losing it, voice creaky and high and hoarse. “Obviously I’m gonna be trapped here with you assholes for the rest of my short life until you kill me with some new form of torture experiment bullshit! Why not tell me everything?! Why not do whatever you want with me?! Just tell me! Please!!”

Stan glared desperately at the bounty hunter. He knew he wasn’t even just crossing the line at this point; he was sprinting over the line and stomping on it repeatedly in a panic-fueled frenzy, kicking at it and letting out his full fury as if the line itself had done this to him, as if absolutely decimating the line would somehow fix everything.

Way deep down, almost too far down to admit to himself, he almost hoped the mercenary would see through the insults and the fighting to see the pleading, hurt, scared man underneath. And then take pity. Just let him have this one thing, before he broke entirely.

But the bounty hunter glared right back at him.

“No.” He stated venomously. “Right now, you're going to shut up. And listen.”

As if Stan would ever listen to the orders of his kidnapper. Of a villain.

A small laugh, just a little chuckle, took root his chest. A disbelieving smile cracked across his face.

The absence of the signature unbothered grin, the absence of the mask, the deathly seriousness? Not to mention the gun, the knives, the chains, the handcuffs, the power suppressing collar, no cane or crutch or any viable mobility aid in sight, and beaten so hard multiple times that he probably couldn't run properly anyway even if he did have a knee that actually worked…

This really was hopeless, wasn't it? 

He could rage against the dying of the light all he wanted. Scream and shout and cry and fight and say witty things to hide the excruciating, never-ending pain. 

But the light would still die all the same.

He clutched Deeby's very own stupid cowboy-ass jacket around his shoulders. He couldn't even defend himself from getting his shirt ripped to shreds right off his body!

And this bitch–

“You– you don't think…” he had to pause to let out a barrage of inappropriate giggles, then shoved up shakily to his feet, back braced against the wall. “You don't still think I'm gonna– that, that I'm gonna escape, do you?!”

Deeby gave pause, eyeing Stan up and down. Really thinking about it. He took a deep breath. A low grumble emanated from the base of his throat.

“No. I don't.”

Stan laughed out again, full force this time. Desperate. Tearful.

“Then just–... just TELL ME!! IT DOESN'T MATTER!! IT DOESN'T!! IT'LL DIE WITH ME!!”

The mercenary's mouth pressed into a thin line. Was that confusion etched into his features? Or worry? Maybe anger…

“It does matter,” He growled through gritted teeth. “It's probably the most important thing you could know, who I am. Who we are.”

Stan let out a loud cry of anguish, screeching out every single frustration at the unfairness of the world, at this situation, at Deeby and Vaughn and whoever Lana was, at the collar and the chains and the cut and bruises and broken bones and his broken, useless knee into a single, guttural sound. 

“WHY WON'T YOU TELL ME ANYTIN-GAH-AH!!”

Very, very suddenly, the lapels of Deeby's loosely draped jacket tightened around his body and slammed him back into the wall, the fleece-lined collar of the jacket twisting and pulling on the power-suppressing strap clamped around his neck, contracting it, choking him just as the slam forced all the breath out of his lungs. 

Stan clawed back against the force, only managing to grasp at Deeby’s forearms uselessly as they twisted the jacket ever tighter around him. Pinning his arms. Trapping him. He had to heave in and out gasping breaths just to get enough air to breath through his half obstructed airways.

“Look at me, chiquito,” the bounty hunter snarled. “Look me in the eye!”

Stan's panicked eyes paused their sporadic dance around the room. They locked dead onto the mercenary's fiery gaze.

“Did you break your damn brain in the 3 minutes I was gone?” Deeby hissed into his ear. Stan almost screeched in terror. “I don't know what sort of fuckery your mind has been conjuring up that you can't get this very simple concept without going insane,” he jolted Stan and dragged out an involuntary whimper from his throat. 

“But whatever it is, shut it down. Now. I'm gonna tell you the bare minimum of what you need to know, and you're gonna sit there and listen or else I won't tell you jack shit and knock you unconscious so I don't have to deal with your bullshit. Agreed?!” 

“I– Ah, a-ah, I– No, I- I, no-no no No-o–”

He couldn't get his thoughts to line up properly. They swarmed around his head like locusts in a dust bowl, bouncing into each other, frenzied, an indecipherable cloud of fear and frustration that his horrible attempt at defiance, futile as it may have been, always just made everything worse.

He could never stop himself.

Angry tears rimmed at Stan's eyes. His body hurt. His brain pounded in his skull. His ribs cried out in protest as they pressed into the wall. The various bruises and their dull, throbbing aches, the cuts and bleeding wounds and their sharp, searing screeches, the sticky and caked on dried blood, so familiar now it was almost a second skin, Deeby's weight pinning him to the wall, so similar and yet so different to the way Vaughn had done the same.

No. No, no, no, no.

He squeezed his eyes shut, tears finally falling in hot, fat drops down his cheeks. The bounty hunter was so close, too close. Stan tried to pull away, and he just leaned on him harder, their faces barely inches apart.

“Agreed, chiquito?” The voice rumbled through his entire body, sending shivers up and down his spine.

No no no no no no no he needed to get away, get away now, please please that's all he needed he couldn't get away he couldn't even move his arms he could barely breathe–

“WHY DON'T YOU JUST RAPE ME ALREADY?!” Stan screamed into the endless cacophonous void.

And silence.

And the entire world went still.

Deeby’s mouth fell literally agape.

His grip on Stan loosened considerably. Not out of pity or any other considerate emotion. Just shock.

At least Stan could finally breathe again. Not that he took a single breath in the silence.

“I–...” Deeby finally choked out. “I-I beg you finest fucking what?!”

“Just fucking do it,” Stan hissed, gasping. “We both know you could. I couldn't even stop Vaughn, you think I could stop you?!”

The words spewed out of his mouth faster than he could stop them, like a volcano that had finally exploded its top off in a fiery glory. And the way Deeby looked at him, as if his features were having an all out war over shock, horror, or honestly very justified anger? Oh, that did nothing but fan the flames of Stan's sorrow-filed hysteria.

“Tall ass muscle-bound freak with an actual gun that captured me and beat me up again and again then left me to die?! I don't even know who you are! You can do whatever you want and I can't do jack shit to stop you! Just do it, hurt me, rape me, it doesn't matter! Vaughn knew that, you can too!” Stan attempted to shove the bounty hunter off, but he still didn't move. 

“Please, please, I'm begging you, is that what you want?! I'll get on my knees!”

Stan collapsed against Deeby's hold, and to his surprise, Deeby finally let him. Well, not ‘let him,’ more like ‘recoiled and jumped back when he felt Stan collapsing in his grasp'. 

All the same.

“Chiquito,” Deeby rasped. “I'm– not exactly sure what or why you're demanding, but I'm not going to–”

“Why not?! It doesn't matter!” Stan assured, holding his arms out to fully present himself now, shedding the jacket onto the floor behind him and taking a daring scoot forward. “I bet you just kicked Vaughn out because you wanted me all to yourself! I bet you just love seeing me scared and helpless and half naked in your stupid fucking yee-yee jacket–”

“Alright, Stan, enough!”

“AT LEAST VAUGHN had the decency to not pretend like he was a decent fucking person like you!” Stan yelled. “We both know you're not above it, fucking professional kidnapper and torturer! So just do it! Like Vaughn wanted to, like he tried to! Finish what he started, you have me all to yourself now! DO IT! DO IT I DARE–”

“The name's Declan.”

The statement was a whisper in the storm. Stan almost missed it. But the resolute certainty of the southern twang stopped him dead in his tracks.

“What–… What did you just–?”

It was astounding how quickly his voice had turned meek from the cacophony of chaos mere seconds before. Dark freckles stood out against an even starker white face than usual.

“It's Declan,” the mercenary stated once more. “My name. My name’s Declan. You wanted t’know who we are, who I am? Fine then, I'm Declan. Want the last name too?”

“I– wait–!”

“It's Cansano. Declan Cansano.”

Stan was shaking, a million thoughts crashing down upon him like a tidal wave. If he weren't already on his knees, surely he would have collapsed. 

He hadn't actually… meant any of that. No. Had he? No. He couldn't have. He didn't want to know who the mercenary was. No, he didn't. He didn't, not really! He would never want that! Never!

“That’s not… Wh-why would you…?”

The bounty hunter shrugged. “You wanted to know who I am. You asked, you screamed, you insulted me and you went fuckin’ nuts over it.” His thunder-filled eyes betrayed his completely relaxed demeanor. “Declan Cansano. Don't forget‘t.”

“I just– That's not what– Wait, Deeby, you– Where are you going?!”

Deeby was already halfway to the door when he swiftly spun around, fists clenched and any trace of the easy demeanor vanished in those bright blood-stained eyes. 

“I can't fuckin’ deal with you right now!”

Stan nearly launched himself back in fear, right back onto Deeby's stupid, soft jacket. He grasped it up as a barrier between him and the mercenary without even thinking. The mercenary's demeanor relaxed from absolutely terrifying to merely extremely angry at the sorry sight.

“I'm leaving for a bit.” He whipped around and grasped for the lapels of his jacket to yank it on, only for his grasp to come up empty. He whipped around a third time. “And I'll be expectin’ my coat back when I get back! You better've calmed the hell down by then, if you know what’s good for you.”

Wait, wait, he was leaving? No!

Stan tried to scramble after Deeby, but immediately fell to the agony of his knee and the length of his leash. 

“Don't go, please!” he pleaded.

Deeby didn’t stop. “Why?”

What if you come back with more torture tools? 

What if you don't come back at all? 

I still have more questions for you. 

You can't just leave me here, I'm hurt! 

I shouldn't be alone right now. I can't. I'm scared of what will happen, I'm going insane.

Even you are better than no one at all.

“What– what if Vaughn comes back?!”

Deeby scoffed. “I'm not going that far, damn. Eat some protein bars while I'm gone so you don't die, should help with the insanity. Back soon.”

And the door to the room closed shut behind him, the click echoing off the walls in the sudden unbearable silence. 

Stan collapsed to the floor, defeated.

He clutched the jacket closer. 

Pulled it tight around his shoulders, fingernails leaving small crescent-shaped indents on the well-worn hide. The cotton lining was so surprisingly soft against his skin. Hell, he could smell the dirt and musk that permeated the jacket from years of use, the smal signs that this jacket had seen the capture of dozens of supers.

Declan.

Declan Cansano.

Professional Superhero-Hunter.

Stan screamed into the endless abyss around him.

And this time, Declan didn’t come back to save him.

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Taglist: @flowersarefreetherapy | @pirefyrelight | @cakeinthevoid | @painsandconfusion | @books-are-everything | @paperprinxe | @lovethiswriting

#whump #heroes and villains #whump writing #whumper #whumpee #hero whump #defiant whumpee #kidnapping whump #captivity whump #trans whumpee #disabled whumpee #(un)official guide #mentioned noncon #tw nervous breakdown #GOD this one took SO LONG TO EDIT #AND WRITE #its basically unrecogniseable from its first draft bc i just kept having new ideas that fit the themes better #and changing it to help make it make sense #usually it wouldnt be this bad but i wrote it over like 3 serperate weeks in short bursts #so i didnt have any of the usual writing fervor in it at first and the pacing was FUCKED lol #I FINALLY GOT IT THO #its still not perfect but its pretty good and i CANNOT work on this any longer #ALL OF THIS was done on my phone btw. horrible time #would not reccomend #use a computer if you can #anyway ive been thinking about this specific scenario literally since before i started writing the actual story down #it was one of the main story beats #a changing of the tides #theres gonna be a lot of those pretty soon actually

[prbni]

My controversial Kdrama opinions

1. Ko Moon Young was just a psychologically messed up girl. She isn't the 'girlpower' or 'badass' that the Kdrama fandom likes to dub her into.

2. In 'Hotel del Luna', they could've just chucked the entire character of Gu Chansung out of the window and gave Chang Myung a rebirth/rebirths,make him go through various trials and tribulations to repent and earn Man Wol's forgiveness. Didn't have to make it unnecessarily tragic.

3. Unnecessarily tragic reminds me, the 'realistic' ending of 2521 was a JOKE. There was NO point of developing such a power couple if they were to break up for such a mundane reason.

4. Romance genre isn't Song Kang's 'thing'. He shines better as an actor in non-romance genres.

5. Had they focused on developing Ju Kyung as an individual character who finally learns how to completely take a stand for herself instead of dangling her between Suho and Seojun, 'True Beauty' would've become a more popular and appreciated drama.

6. The love line between Hwang InYeop and Seo Hyun Jin's character in 'Why her: Oh Soo Jae' was absolutely unnecessary and awkward.

7. Jo Bo Ah and Ahn Bo Hyun and an amazing chemistry in 'Military Prosecutor: Do Bae Man'. However, they could've developed a slowburn romance between them instead of abruptly putting a kiss sequence in the last episode out of nowhere.

8. In 'Snowdrop', Eun Young Ro forgiving Soo Ho later on didn't make sense. Their kiss sequence was purely fan service,nothing else.

9. Individual acting aside,Kim Hye Yoon had more chemistry with Lee Jae Wook(2nd lead) than Rowoon(main lead) in 'Extraordinary You'.

10. Writers are overusing 'Let's kill off the main character and make the show tragically memorable' trope wayyy too much.

11. As much as it physically hurts me given the chemistry of the actors,Choi Do Il and Oh In Joo not having any proper romantic sequence till the end of 'Little Women' makes sense to the storyline(the shipper me might've wanted a hug though).

12. Also the writers should stop doing the 'lets make the second lead better than the main lead'. Its annoying to see one person actually making sincere effort for the girl but the girl ends up totally ignoring their effort and like the ML. Not in just Kdramas but in all sorts of dramas. I actually saw a Chinese drama where the second lead finally turned into a villain. I LITERALLY commented 'good for him' lmao.

13. Sunho in 'Cheer Up' is problematic. Neither his sad backstory nor his sincere feelings for Haeyi changes that fact.

14. The Heirs(2013) drama wasted an opportunity to pair Young Do(Kim Woobin) with Yoo Rachel(Kim Jiwon). No, they didn't need to be 'siblings'. I'd have chosen the two heartbroken yet sassy and tough people romance over the sappy romance of the main couple in a heartbeat. And the actors would've NAILED it.

15. Jojo not ending up with Sunho in 'Love Alarm' finally broke the 'Cinderella and Prince Charming' fairytale trope of Kdramas. That girl was too messed up in the head . She didn't need the rich,fierce and impulsive lover, but the quite,patient and thoughtful one. So don't go ahead and say the ending sucked. Maybe they could've made things more coherent, but no the ending didn't suck.

16. Moon Dong Eun should have remained single, with the last episode ending with him crossing paths with Do Yeong, with Yeonjin & gang & all the revenge agenda gone, she could hv offered him a smile and a game of Go, keeping an open ending for them. Lee Do Hyun was fabulous in playing Yeojeong and their chemistry was amazing. But they could hv just been partners in crime with their teamwork without the romantic plot between them.

17. No. Ryu Shi Oh doesn't give second lead syndrome. Byun Woo Seok is a very good actor but he plays the villain in 'Strong Woman Kang Nam Soon' and not anti-hero. Lee Yoo Mi and him should be paired opposite to e/o in some other project in the future but Shi Oh and Nam Soon ain't the 'enemies to lovers' you think it is.

18. After Byun Woo Seok's popularity skyrocketed with 'Lovely Runner', many people dug up his previous works & lamented over not noticing him earlier. People even felt sad that he got his recognition late. But honestly, he wasn't very noticeable as an actor in his earlier stages imo. He kept working hard on his acting skills to get to where he is now. What I applaud about him is not giving up & putting the efforts in all right places but he didn't start from a 100.

#ko moon young #its okay not to be okay #kdrama #hotel del luna #yeo jin goo #lee do hyun #jang man wol #lee ji eun #tvn 2521 #song kang #lim jukyung #true beauty #hwang inyeop #seo hyun jin #why her #jo bo ah #ahn bo hyun #military prosecutor doberman #snowdrop #kim hyeyoon #lee jae wook #sf9 rowoon #sbs cheer up #the heirs #kim woobin #kim jiwon #love alarm #song hye kyo #the glory #byun woo seok

[soshaaaa]

HAHA, YOU THOUGHT I WAS DRAWING CARD REDRAW, BUT I WAS DOING GIFS!

THIS IS PROBABLY ONE OF THE CUTEST THINGS I'VE EVER DONE WTF IT'S SO CUTEEE

HERE IS A SONG FOR YOU, AND GO ON AND LOOK AT THIS SHIT

I was bored and made gif with Sosha and Asmo. Then i got addicted and have 10 of them now

im scared of how much serotonin i got from this thing.

-Heyehyehye, Asmuah, wanna have a... uuuh, smol XXS orange orphan?

-...Mandarin? Sorry hun, im busy, you can eat this oneee~

[click for 9 more of those]

-Oooh, Asmo is in the news again! ..heeey, the thing is about me! but why there is no picture of meeee?! I need to make a interview better than this! Sosha supremacyyyyyyyyyyy~~~

-Huh, Sosha definitely needs to practice with making post names...

-Sushi! Close your eyes or you will get shampoo in them!

-But you look so cute- AAAAAAW I HAVE BEEN ATTACKED BY THIS SOAPY AND LIQUIDY THING RIGHT IN MY HEART, THATS IN MY EYES!!!

-Told you~

-Yes! I knew that Jessica will be with Jeremy! They are such a soulmates, don't you think, Sushi?!...Ah, you fell asleep again, aren't you~

-zzzzz......naw......zzzzz

-Aw, so peaceful♡...............................................

..........................Oh wait i still have to do my night skincare routine......fine, you can sleep 10 more minutes and i will get up.

-Draw me like one of your french girls!

-Bonjour, croissant, Marriette, Eiffel tower, Pasta, Mario, Luigi.. wait no, thats italian. Anyway, LESHPUA LETTE PIAIA MIVIVO ZHETE IMEJO PO LE VO PA IJIJO METE ACOLFLAUYA ZUTA MI ZHIZO LETE(poorly sounding Ratatouille song)

-So-

-LET ME COOK.

-Sosha, you can't be in Demon form, Author-Sosha didn't post your backstory yet and you are making a huge spoiler and a plot hole, darling!

-Shut up im a moth(respectfully)

After Princess Asmo was rescued from evil goblin King Beel by a group of brave heroes, Princess was kidnapped again! By the evil demon named Sosha! He trapped princess in his castle and not letting him go! ...but, seems like Princess doesn't mind?

-Damn, how did you even tricked me into posing for this. i look like a hoe!.... in a good way

-i mean, you helped me with designing this collection, so it would be infair to not-put you on front page with your precious Asmo-chan!....how can you possibly be a "hoe in a good way" though?

You will say "Sosha(author), Sosha(oc) is a self insert OC for sure!" NO IT'S NOOOOT, this ass has backstory, and his personality is bigger than mine, so comparing Sosha to me is a pathetic comparison~

Sosha: I will make a comic about Sosha!

Sosha later: I will make a tumblr posts about Sosha!

Sosha now: Probably i will just write his entire lore in one post and will forget about it

Sosha in future: I will just burn him in fire.

#Spotify #obey me #obey me nightbringer #om! asmodeus #asmodeus obey me #asmodeus #obey me shall we date #om! shall we date #demon #obey me mc #obey me oc #om oc #om mc #om! mc #gif #ibispaintx #ibispaintx animation #om! lucifer #om! mammon #om! leviathan #om! swd #om! satan #om! beelzebub #om! belphegor #omswd #asmodeus om #om asmodeus #obey me asmo x mc #obey me asmodeus #insert hastags

[acidic-eye]

Unfaithful chapter 5: Perfidy

“ It was fine how it was!” Legend shouted, Wild blinked tiredly, oh he was mad…? “You know that red is the superior color!” 

“Mis—mister hero, I was lonely! Wha-what did you want me to do?!” The purple cloaked individual cried out, the distinct taste of plum pudding filled his mouth, lavender tea gracing his taste buds as he watched the fight devolve. 

“Not? Paint my house?” Legend argued back, “what an incredible idea mr. Hero! Why didn’t I think of that?!” He mocked his voice, raising the pitch slightly and failing miserably at copying the rabbit hooded man. 

“Whose tha’?” Wild asked miserably, his head pounding with a migraine that had refused to leave. “Why they yelling so much…?” 

“That’s Ravio, Legends husband.” Hyrule said with a glare towards the two. “If you thought Wars and Legend fought a lot, you haven’t seen anything in comparison to them.” 

“He’s mad at Ravio?” Wild mumbled, digging his face into Twilight's chest. 

“Oh not at all. They're probably going to go into their bedroom any minute now and make out.” Hyrule deadpanned, “maybe more if Legends lucky.” 

“More…?” 

“Don’t mind Hyrule. He’s just mad that Legend won’t be talking to him for a couple days.” Four commented from in front of them. “Legend pretends to hate Ravio and claims they got married for ‘tax benefits’ but it’s obvious he’s lying.” Four made quotation marks in the air as he spoke. 

“So he doesn’t hate him?” Wild confirmed, four nodded, “oh.” 

“Hard to tell when you don’t know their relationship well. We met Ravio once before, and this was exactly how it went then.” Four vaguely gestures to the duo. 

Wild nods, huddling closer to Twilight's chest. “Come on Cub, I know it hurts. Let’s get ya to a bed so you can sleep.” Twilight adjusted his grip on him, pushing through the group to be at the front. 

“Legend.” He called, the two turning quickly to look at Twilight. 

“What.” Legend snapped, before looking down at wilds form, his gaze softening, “ah, three doors down to the right is a guest room of ours.” He pointed at the hallway leading back to Legend and Ravios own bedroom. 

“Thanks Legend. I’ll be back ina bit.” Twilight nodded in thanks, he  noted how legends shouts got quieter after that, the man making an effort not to wake him from his slumber. 

Perfidy

#linked universe #fanfic #wild linked universe #legend linked universe #twilight linked universe #warriors linked universe #time linked universe #four linked universe #hyrule linked universe #wind linked universe #ravio linked universe #sky linked universe #blood #death #this chapter is rough im sorry

[macmanx]

RIP Jason David Frank (1973 - 2022)

Ah fuck. 😢

He had such a commanding presence on the show, my first exposure to the villain-turns-hero trope, and he was basically my first antihero crush TBH.

And his popularity would lead him to return often throughout the entire franchise.

He was always happy to reprise his role in fan productions too.

RIP JDF, may the power protect you.

If you're in crisis, that's ok! The 988 lifeline, Trevor Project, and Trans Lifeline are here to help.

If you're not in crisis but still need some help, that’s ok too, look for Wysa in your mobile device’s app store.

#jason david frank #jdf #power rangers #tommy oliver #green ranger #white ranger #red zeo ranger #red turbo ranger #black dino ranger #rip

[morimyulyrics]

Last time was Moran's feels, this time it's Louis and Fred! A DUET. They're so cute. ;A; They really show how much they don't want William to die. And they just wanna walk beside William for the rest of their lives. BABIES. MUST PROTECT. Anywhoo.

With you

あなたと共に | Anata to tomo ni Characters: Louis James Moriarty, Fred Porlock

Kanji

兄さんが僕を生かしてくれた 暗い世界に光をくれた 兄さんあなたが歩む道を 命を賭けて共に行きます

兄さんこそがただひとつの光

ウィリアムさん　ああ　あなたは いつでも弱き者のため 汚れた世界を変えるため その身を賭けて歩んでる

ウィリアムさん僕も同じ道を

兄さんは僕の　生きるすべて ウィリアムさんは　僕のヒーロー 兄さんの [ウィリアムさんの] 望む　美しい世界のため 僕は全てを　捧げます ああ心から慕う　兄さん この道を共に　行かせてください

兄さんと[ウィリアムさんと] 共にいられるなら この命も捧げます

僕は行く 兄さんと[ウィリアムさんと] 共に さだめの道を さだめの道を

Romaji

Nii-san ga boku wo ikashite kureta Kurai sekai ni hikari wo kureta Nii-san anata ga ayumu michi wo Inochi wo kakete tomo ni yukimasu

Nii-san koso ga tada hitotsu no hikari

William-san Ah anata wa Itsudemo yowaki mono no tame Kegareta sekai wo kaeru tame Sono mi wo kakete ayunderu

William-san boku mo onaji michi wo

Nii-san wa boku no ikiru subete William-san wa boku no hiiro Nii-san no (William-san no) Nozomu utsukushii sekai no tame Boku wa subete wo sasagemasu Ah kokoro kara shitau Nii-san Kono michi wo tomo ni ikasete kudasai

Nii-san to (William-san to) Tomo ni irareru nara Kono inochi wo sasagemasu

Boku wa yuku Nii-san to (William-san to) Tomo ni Sadame no michi wo Sadame no michi wo

English

Louis: William-niisan...

Nii-san gave me my life He’s the light in my dark world Brother, I will walk with you, nii-san even if it costs me my life

Nii-san is the only light in my life

Oh, William-san You always do good for those who are weak You walk along your path to change this filthy world

Please, take me with you, William-san

Nii-san is my reason to live William-san is my hero For the beautiful world that Nii-san (William-san) strives for I will offer my everything Oh, Nii-san, who I adore from the bottom of my heart Please let me go with you

If it means I can be with Nii-san (with William-san) I will offer my life

I will go with Nii-san (with William-san) Towards the fated path Towards the fated path

#morimyu #morimyulyrics #op4 #op4lyrics #yamamoto ikkei #nagae ryoki

[captainsjack]

i know this is like 3 months late, but ah! thanks for tagging me @matbaynton ! 💜

my wallpaper:

last song i listened to: anti-hero by ms swift <3

last movie: mission impossible dead reckoning part one (in theaters opening night!)

craving: pizza (it is currently in the oven👀)

what you're wearing right now: cropped grey vineyard vines t-shirt and grey sweatshorts!

how tall are you: 5'8.5 (yes the .5 matters bc i want to be like 5'10 lol)

piercings: lobes & double on both ears, and helix on my left!

tattoos: none. i'm wayy too indecisive to get any unfortunately

glasses? contacts?: contacts, i haven't worn glasses in years (they're only for emergencies bc i hate them lol)

last drink: earl grey my beloved <3

last thing you ate: cinnamon muffin (with the earl grey)

last show: i'm currently re-watching new girl!

favorite color: light blue or lavander

current obsession: mi & benthan if you couldn't tell :)

unrelated obsession: speak now tv vault songs!!!!!

any pets: a cat (meatball) and dog (hazel)

do you have a crush on anyone?: non fictional characters? unfortunately, no :(

favorite fictional character: umm well i cant just choose one... so jack harkness, benji dunn, ethan hunt, bill potts <3

last place you travelled: i'm actually currently on vacation in michigan!

tagging: @liass-21 @agentsinlove @sneakertin @j-harkness @r1ver-6 @msjessicaday @benjiwyatt and anyone else that wants to play!

#ty bestie <3 :) #tag games #* #about me #ig #idk how to tag things

[confusedjewishnoises]

Me levanto todos los dias y me acuerdo que soy judio, bailo rikudim y educo jovenes de manera no formal y soy un poquito mas feliz...

pero despues abro las redes sociales y me acuerdo que vivimos en un mundo antisemita que usa su desinformacion y odio injustificado hacia mi pueblo para llevar una bandera de la cual no saben nada, gritando ser "antisionista no antisemitas", pero despues dicen que la unica solucion es que Israel deje de existir, como si la paz no hubiese sido e intentara ser una opcion. Pidiendo paz por el pueblo palestino pero reclamandole al gobierno equivocado (no defiendo al gobieno de bibi nethaniayu porque es la peor mierda que le paso a israel), que yo recuerde gaza es gobernado por un grupo terrorista que pone municiones en incubadoras, tira misisles desde departamentos, pone tuneles abajo de escuela y mata a aquellas personas que intentan huir o buscar ayuda humanitaria. Asi pensemos bien, no seria mas facil dejar su odio hacia un pueblo lastimado desde hace milenios, para ayudar a otro a recuperar su democracia y libertad de estos terroristas?. no es mejor pedir que liberen a los secuestrados? Que nos digan que paso con Kfir y Ariel? que tienen 1 (kfir cumplio el año en cautiverio) y 4 años y son ls unicos niños que siguen secuestrados, lo que significa que Hamas (para sorpresa de nadie) no cumplio con su parte del trato de liberar a TODOS los niños.

Por que ustedes pueden caminar con baderas palestinas y carteles que piden el exterminio de un pais entero (el unico estado judio, el cual esta rodeado por mas de 5 paises arabes que varias veces en sus 75 años quisieron destruirlo) y yo me tengo que preocupar si se me ve el maguen david o las letras en hebreo o digo una palabra en yidish, porque tengo que ver como un nene de 10 añostuvo que ser expatriado por su seguridad y ser traido a un pais donde nadie habla su idioma, donde tiene miedo y no sabe cuando es seguro volver a casa, porque le tengo que explicar a mis alumnos que hacemos una ceremonia con duelo porque se murieron miles de personas. les parece justo que la primer vez en la historia de las marchas del orgullo argentinas que iba a haber una carroza de las juventudes judias tuviese que ser cancelasa, porque estaba la posibilidad que nos lastimen, nos piedreen, nos pintara o nos balearan? mientras que las personas antisemitas caminaban con carteles y carrozas pidiendo que deje de existir el unico estado que realmente me protege como judio. Mi primer marcha y la tuve que vivir con miedo y escondido para que no me lastimen

Piden el cese de fuego, sabian que despues de la liberacion de algunos secuestrados, hubo un cese? Ah no? Sabian que Hamas rompio ese cese de fuego bombardeando una ciudad israeli 30 minustos despues de que haya arrancado el cese? Y quw cada vez que se pidio un cese con la unica condicion de que se liberaran a los secuestrados y los cuerpos de los muertos HAMAS se nego?

No hay que "liberar" a Gaza de el falso apartheid israeli que los medios nefastos inventaron, hay que liberarlos de los terroristas que no les permiten huir, comer, vivir en paz, VIVIR. Les mismes gazaties les piden a las FDI que saquen a Hamas. Esto no es una guerra contra un pueblo es una guerra contra terrorista, no voluntaios, no luchadores por la libertad, no martires ni heroes ni nada de eso, TERROSITAS, que se visten de civil y se rodean de civiles para que sus muertes parezcan una masacre intencional.

Estoy cansado de ver como el pueblo judio sufre, como desde hace mas de 4 meses lo unico que queremos es que la pesadilla pare y todo vuelva a como era antes del 7, pero no se puede, porque los muertos siguen muertos, los heridos heridos, los niños traumados, los padres sin hijos y los hijos sin padres, mi amiga sin sus tios, las casas siguen quemadas, kfir sigue cumpliando meses en un pozo, los soldados siguen cayendo, las bombas tambien, el pueblo israeli y palestino sigue sufriendo por culpa de Hamas, les judies de la diaspora sigue escondiendo su maguen david y llorando a gente que nunca conocio y aun asi esta contectada a todes nosotres. Pasaron mas de 4 meses y no vamos a parar hasta que la ultima persona vuelva a su casa

Y hoy mas que nunca grito y gritamo

AM ISRAEL JAI

EL PUEBLO DE ISRAEL SIGUE Y SEGUIRA VIVO

#bring them home now #i stand with israel #jewish and proud #fuck hamas #fuck antisemitism #free gaza from hamas #I STAN WITH ISRAEL #judaism #i hate antizionist so much it hurts #same goes to antisemits #and hamas #fuck them #yo estoy con israel #judaismo #orgullo judio #queer and jewish