#also ayyyy! hope you like it! that show is very special to me

[bisexual-horror-fan]

"Stomp?" Vincent Sinclair X Erika. A Commission.

Ayyyy! SO! The amazing and fantastic @early20sfailingplenty commissioned this from me! This is a big comfort prompt for Eri, she gave me a big outline of ideas for this and gave me a ton to work off of! This is clearly something really special to her and I was glad that she trusted me with it. She also gave me permission to post this with her name because let’s be honest this is like so clearly and obviously her. Anyone else is welcome to read this but of course it isn’t a straight reader insert so be aware of that. Hope you all enjoy it!

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Rating. NSFW. Length. 2K. Vincent Sinclair X Erika.NOT READER INSERT. Warnings: Mentions Of Murder And Gore. Domestic Life. Violence. Implied Sexual And Romantic Relationship. Erika Wants To Get Stepped On. 

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You were so truly unique. There are a lot of people who have run through Ambrose and there hasn’t been anyone who was so immediately interested, so invested, so thoroughly fascinated and so damn jumpy. You were very easy to startle, very easy to scare, but also, so weirdly curious. You were talkative and had a lot of questions, it caught Lester off guard, no one talked to him this much when he brought them to town or was so nice to him.

That talking kept going in town, more questions, almost too many questions for Bo’s liking but there was a genuine interest in the town, in him, and even more so of Vincent when you met him. As soon as you saw all the art in the museum you knew you simply had to meet him, lucky you that you weren’t alone. He’d been watching and wasn’t quite as quiet on the approach as normal and before he could get the drop on him you asked, “Are you the artist? Are you Vincent? Oh my gosh, all of this is amazing-” 

And you gushed, on and on and well fuck. That felt nice. You had been so respectful of everything in town and showed them all such warmth and kindness in such a short time that they thought, maybe they should keep you around. 

Lester loved having someone to talk to about anything and everything as well as someone to work with. Bo appreciated how hard working you were and he loved making you jump and messing with you a little too much but it was all in good fun. Vincent liked how serious you were about his art and once you learned what they were up to, what they did with the town in general.

You didn’t run. You wanted to stay and help. Again, no one was quite like you.

You had been on vacation, you weren’t supposed to end up anywhere close to Ambrose but you still had and you were so fucking happy that you had. It ended up being the best thing that ever happened to you. The boys were shocked that you were so okay with what they did, they thought you didn’t understand, it was so abstract. But when some people rolled through town and you saw first hand and still didn’t run but clung closer and wished to help? Yeah they knew.

Especially when they heard about what your home life was like, they didn’t take too kindly to the treatment you received back there, you deserved better, they could provide better. You agreed, and you tried not to linger on that thought too long that three arguably questionable and murderous men from the south in a few short months turn out to be a much better fit and family than your own back home. 

You liked being kept busy, your old job involved a lot of cleaning and fuck knows there is a lot of cleaning to be done around Ambrose. It is a massive undertaking but also very rewarding, a kind of fun project, one you take seriously. They actually recognize your efforts, they also make sure to drag you away from your work because you do the same when you see them working too hard. 

Not every single night but a few nights a week you all have dinner together, taking turns cooking. Lester is really into prepping the meat, you and he get into making rubs and marinades. Bo shows you all he knows about barbequing and Vincent improves your knife skills massively, enjoys the mis en place second best, they all of course like eating the food they all work hard to make much better. 

You enjoyed spending time with all of the brothers for different reasons but you find yourself getting closer and closer with Vincent. Something about him just draws you more. You get really close, just bond in so many unexpected areas. You spend time in the workshop, mostly relegated to the mattress he has in there, sitting and watching or doing your own thing, writing or whatever you want. 

You love to watch him work. Whether he is creating or killing, his hands can do both equally well and it is almost humbling to bear witness to it. You are surrounded by what he creates often, the art, but it is a reminder of the intense violence he is capable of. You dust a statue in the museum and stare into its all too human eyes, thinking about how they look realistic, convincing and yet wrong. They are empty, not a speck of life or light inside. You think of that word you’d read once, ‘sonder’, that word that is meant to encapsulate that feeling of the realisation that everyone around you has a life as complex and deep as your own. All of the people here had a life just as you have, parents and friends and hopes and-

It doesn’t do what it should. You are sure an average person would feel sorrow or some other emotion over such a thought, of these people’s lives being taken, but you don’t feel that. 

Again, you are definitely unique. Instead it makes you want to see Vincent. 

You get together that night. After lots of dancing around each other you finally made that push and learned what else he could do with those hands. You are awed by him over and over. 

You had your own room that you had been slowly decorating but you find yourself spending more than a few nights in Vincent’s room.  

You keep on pondering over the violence more and more, especially as he treats you so sweetly, so gently. You are too curious. You want to know what it is like, want to experience all of him, you crave it in a strange way. You try to stop but it never leaves your mind for long. 

It is over one of those dinners that the thing that you can’t stop thinking about spills out. 

“Can you pass the potato-” Bo asked and you say all at once in a rush, on a single exhale, “I want Vincent to step on me.” 

It was quiet enough to hear a pin drop. 

You were staring at your hands in your lap but could feel the three sets of eyes burning into your skin. You think it is silent for several minutes when in reality it was maybe a minute when you looked up to see the trio watching you. Bo was holding the bowl of mashed potatoes, Vincent had paused mid-cut of his meat and Lester had his mouthful, fork still half in and out of his mouth. 

Lester spoke around the food and utensil in his mouth, “Wha-ut?”

Bo chimed in, “Yeah, what the fuck are you on about Erika?”

You could feel your face flush as you stammered, eyes diverting from Vincent who was looking at you so curious and confused. “I-I’ve just been thinking about it a lot! Vincent is so, uhm, violent? And strong, powerful-I’ve seen him-” You take a deep breath, “-seen him stomp and the damage he can do and I know! I know it's odd…But I-I want to experience it? I want to know what it’s like to be on the receiving end of it.”

To say the Sinclairs were stunned was an understatement. 

There were so many more questions, so many that the dinner went mostly cold. The main question that they kept circling around was, “Why?” 

“I don’t know! I just…I want it. I want to experience that brutality first hand. See if I could handle it maybe?”

Vincent was watching you closely this whole time. He took notice how you shifted, the look in your eyes, oh it was more than all of that. You found it hot. Very, very, hot. 

He was a little nervous to be honest. 

It took a lot more talking and convincing and yet the four of you all find yourselves there and ready for it to go down one night. There was a safe word, “Wax”, Lester holding the camera, because you insist you want it on film, there is a good chance you are going to be knocked out and you’d like proof, like to remember it. Bo is there with the first aid kit, and Vincent, in those big boots you loved so much. 

“Are ya sure you still wanna do this, Eri?” Lester asked, looking up from the camera he’d been fucking with. 

“Yes, so much.” You responded quickly. You were nervous but mostly excited, ready. 

“This is so fuckin’ weird.” Bo mumbled out and Lester snorted as he held the camera up in place, Lester responded, “Definitely odd…”

Funny coming from them of all people but you say nothing. Vincent helped you down onto the ground, with so much care, made sure you were laid flat and you could see the look, the question in his gaze and you responded, “M’ good.”

He decided to take you at your word. Standing back up to his full height over you, he was so tall, so imposing and while you felt fear, nerves, ultimately, you felt safe, you knew somehow that you were going to be okay. You weren’t sure how you knew you just did. It was going to hurt like a bitch but you almost look forward to that, it would be like a medal, a mark of how you endured Vincent, what he was capable of and lived. 

He took one step forward, and another, he was over top of you while you were below him on the hard floor, between his legs. You couldn’t help breathing harder, the anticipation was palpable, no one was saying anything, what could you say? What could THEY say? Not much of anything. 

One last look, a cock of his head, long black hair framing his face and your heart aches. You were ready, you gave a small nod and breathed, “I’m ready.” 

He rolled his shoulders and you braced yourself and one of his boots came up, your fists clenched and you inhaled sharply, eyes closed and you waited for the impact.

The impact came.

But not where you were expecting. The sound was loud, the force with which he hit the ground was so hard it made some of your hair nearby move, over your face and his boot hit the ground so it vibrated. 

He didn’t step on you. He didn’t crush your face or chest or anything. He just stepped very, very hard right next to your head. Your eyes shot open and looked up at him. He was staring down at you, half leaning down, forearm rested on his knee. He finally addressed you, a quick sign of, “You were really going to let me do that.”

You nod and tell him, “I was.”

He didn’t know what to do. You accepted him so totally, wholly, trusted him fully, you were going to let him seriously harm you and counted on him and his brothers to pick up the pieces. You were too much. And while you hadn’t said the words verbally, you didn’t need to, from what he knew, you loved him. Loved your life here, you had no intentions of ever leaving. 

Vincent told Lester to turn off the camera and he helped you up, slowly, wrapped you up in his arms and Bo nudged Lester, they left quietly still mumbling about what a weird night this was. You didn’t care, you were hugging Vincent back, he was so warm, you buried your face in his sweater and he was stroking your hair. You said, “You didn’t do it.” 

You pulled back, looking up at him and he responded with one word, “Couldn’t.”

He couldn’t hurt you. Didn’t have it in him. Brutal, harsh, cruel and murderous Vincent, he couldn’t hurt you. 

It is unspoken. The pair of you both feel too much to say. Him shocked and touched beyond what he can say by the fact you’d be down to let him do this and you by the knowledge that he was willing to do it for you but ultimately couldn’t. 

That love you’d been feeling for him for God knows how long? It was clearly mutual. 

You really were unique but so was Vincent and you thought that is why you worked so damn well together. 

#BHF Writing #BHF Commissions #Glad you loved it Eri! #slasher x reader #Vincent Sinclair X Reader

[ziracona]

Okay so now I'm diving into UBW, and so far one thing that really intrigues me is the amount of respect Servants seem to have towards each other, and how readily they express it. I think in other animes, hearing someone go on about how skilled and talented someone is may start feeling pedantic, but here it feels like a little bit of freedom for them? Some small chance at independent expression? Like, "Well I have to kill you and your Master, but I can at least compliment you before I do."

That’s extremely true! Servants/Heroic Spirits are kind of all screwed, because being of note in life got them all enshrined on the Throne of Heroes instead of an afterlife or reincarnation, and mostly they just get dragged to earth to be forced to do things they would not have done in life by someone who treats them like an object, with very little ability to fight back. They all know the other servants are in the same position as them, and I think except where they have a personal history, dislike of the specific individual, or massive disagreement on morals/worldview, they all view each other with respect, because they know to end up a heroic spirit you did something of great note on life, as well as some amount of sympathy and/or comradely, because they know the other is also trapped. Sometimes someone will be summoned and forced to fight and kill someone who was their friend in life, and only rarely are they having to fight someone they bear any ill will towards. All things in a good world, most of them would probably be friends. They’re trapped in an existence that barely gives them any autonomy or ability to act as a human anymore though, even though they’re who they were internally very much so (which I’m sure is even worse mentally and emotionally than like, getting to decay to bear that existence), so that’s pretty spot on! They don’t have a lot left to them as people, but they tend to take what they do.

#also ayyyy! hope you like it! that show is very special to me #ask #lilyrighter #: D #unlimited blade works #fate #and of course some can and do resist—which you’ll see—but usually this ends for them in immediate and very painful death and being sent #right back to the throne and they know it. #OH whenever you watch episode 0/prologue there’s some interesting stuff to say about Rin and Archer meeting

[hearteyes-for-killmonger]

7. Enlisted Service

When we leave the party we have to stop at McDonald's for something quick to eat before returning to the infamous palm tree lined path leading up to our school's main quad. Ambling from the vehicle, there's a lot of stumbling around since we're drunk as fuck but as a group, we each make it into the dorm without mishap. Letitia and I watch the others as we go one by one to our rooms dropping each other off until it's just us two. She puts a finger to her lips and giggling soundlessly, follows me into my room collapsing flat on her back on my bed as I close the door.

"I LOVE your bed set," she swoons hugging one of my pillows.

"You here to cuddle my pillows or me," I tease walking kicking my shoes off and approaching. I climb onto the bed, straddling her waist and snatching the pillow to toss it to the floor. "Cause I'm right here, baby love, in ALLLL my glory," I stress rubbing my fingertips down my chest to my stomach as her eyes follow my nails.

"How do you get away with being so arrogant," she smirks with a slight questioning squint.

"Oop!.. Arrogant?"

"My bad did I say that out loud," she covers her mouth.

"You did! But that's fine, you can think I'm arrogant. I adore me because I love beautiful things, is that so wrong?"

"So do I."

"Yeah? Well, I'm in need a soft touch from a special girl who can enjoy me with me. You down?"

"I want the same," she whispers meekly, fingers rolling over the fabric of my dress before slipping down to lightly stroke the skin of my thigh bringing me goosebumps. She seems reserved, I want her to ravage me. I see her watching my lips.

"How many girls have you been with?"

"I.. Don't know. A handful?"

"Would've thought less."

"Why?'

She's so mild and gentle, which isn't like her usual bold personality.

"Mild and gentle," she huffs blowing out her lips. "You know you just said that to ME!"

"OOP! Then we even, ain't we!" I cover my mouth like she did.

Her build is slim and boxy but athletic with some slight curve which I like. It may be wrong but it reminds me of a nigga in a way.. and that turns me on even though I know she's very feminine. Maybe it's the liquor but my fantasies are going wild and I want her to top me with my strap which I feel like grabbing now. I feel like if she were serious, she could really deliver.

But I also like her feminine energy and at the same time I don't want that to fluctuate. I like the way she's stroking my skin with her fingers so gently, it feels good. Winding my hips to grind against her I don't even know what I'm grinding on anymore. My mind's going back to Chris. I can teach him how to fuck. He is too fine to be so bad at it. What if I called him now for a threesome? I'm just so horny, would Letitia be down for it?

"Phoeb."

"Yeah?"

"You mind if I make myself a bit more comfortable?"

"Girl if you don't take these damn clothes off!" I tug at her dress letting it go and she chuckles as I lift off of her so she can sit up. I start to take my gear off too. "Yeah, we supposed to be fuckin.. Sitting here fully dressed like some fools, what the hell?"

"Right? I came to see some ASS for the free 99!"

"Some ass? Oh girl, all you had to do was ask, I love throwing this ass! In fact, let me set up my camera to record."

When I say my camera, I mean my phone of course. It's what I use to film all of my content for sales. I send Chris a little text to get to me ASAP and I set the phone up on its stand and start the video. Impatient, I head to Letitia and grab the elastic of her panties pulling them down off of her as she's knocked to the side from how rough I am.

"Well damn Phoebe!"

"I want what I want."

Pushing her backward to fall onto my bed, I check the angle of the camera once more before I press her thighs apart. Getting the memo, she lifts her legs high and holds her own thighs as a help. I rub at her outer lips but for the sake of not blocking the camera, I climb up to straddle her waist and face the camera, licking her as I watch the lens. At this angle I can reach the whole kitten to play with.. and I do as she whispers.. but I can also focus on that point where all those nerves meet. I hope all the sucking is loud enough to hear on camera, I know the spit is visible.

I alternate between licking lightly and giving attention to different areas with her fingers in my hair making me wonder if I need to constrain her hands to that she doesn't pull on my lace. This isn't my actual hair, it can come off if someone is way too rough.

"Oooh," she hums palming the back of my head with one hand and rubbing on my ass with the other. She pulls my panties to the side and starts to return the favor as I let her use my tongue to move closer to orgasm. Although her licking duties suffer due to her focus being on the pleasure radiating through her kitty, I don't mind that much. I can't blame her, I'm great at head. She really loves the feeling, I can tell. The way she's holding my head though, I'm having flashbacks to some good sessions and now even more than before, I want her to use my strap-on on me! I wait until she gets her first nut of the night before I stop and turn around, letting her taste herself. She's getting grabbier and pulling on me so I grind against her and for a while we just make out while her fingers slip in and out of me.

Eventually, I need more than fingers but I know she's craving too since she's grinding back to the point of rubbing her kitten against my peach for some delicious friction. We need more.

I pause her and rise gracefully, bounding to my toy chest for my double-sided blue dildo and one of my many water based lubes. Rubbing down both ends, I steady it between us as she greedily snatches up an end pulling it inside of herself. I take the other end and do the same, watching her as she attempts to hoard the length. I have to sit closer with my thighs over hers to get my fill. Together, we both hold it steady with a hand between us as we toy ourselves, grinding faster and faster. She grabs my boob, squeezing and I pull her in closer wrapping her in another solid kiss while fucking the shit out of myself and her.

That's when I see a silhouette from the corner of my eye and almost have a heart attack.

"You wanted me to be the link in your lil pussy chain," Chris slurs sitting on the bed, shirt already off.

"What you doing here," I frown still holding onto Letitia.

"Why is he in here," she asks, not stopping just as I'm not. I'm close.

"I don't know," I admit.

"You told me to come over," he says but I don't remember that. "..When you texted me? Hol'up." He pulls up messages and shows me my name on a thread.  I have to read it twice.

"I sure did invite him.. Damn."

He takes his shoes off followed by his pants and he pulls out a condom having come prepared.

"Y'all getting it in. Where can I fit?"

"You can lay flat and let Letitia ride your face while I ride that dick my way," I point directing him where and how to lay. I also direct Letitia and rub over her chest, boobs, and shoulders telling him how she likes it and where to lick as she grinds on his face with no regard for his air flow, as it should be.

Once he gets the hang of that, I stroke up his shaft with a little of the lube that still glossing my hand and I sit on it gradually feeling every groove that I can through the condom before riding it, getting it the way I like it. He's a lucky man tonight getting to share a bed with two lovely visions.

"This video about to be nasty," I smirk throwing my ass against his pubic bone.

I lift off and suck it a few times and it tastes like sweet rubber before I climb back onto him and give him that work that has him cumming within the next few minutes. I keep stroking him with my hand to get him hard again coaxing a second round from his as I do all the work to get myself off.

After round two he's done, but he still wants to watch. I'm over him, however. I don't need him around if he can't keep up so I send him away and lock my door. For the next twenty minutes Letitia and I fool around until we both start to get sleepy. To combat it, we stand.

Turning, I throw my ass against her waist and she catches it while I watch the camera lens.

"Well work, bitch, I got the dollars," she laughs standing on my bed to jump off and grab her bag. She instantly starts dying on the floor when she looks inside. "Bitch!... I got six ones and some change I'm a have to pop you in the ass with some quarters!!"

"Hell nah!" She's rolling and I can't help but laugh with and at her as I choose a song, starting to roll my hips as a warm up. Captain Hook by Meg the Stallion.

"You better not!" I hold my boobs and keep looking back to make sure she's not picking up that change with her goofy ass which only makes her snicker. "Aight shut up."

She keeps making me wanna laugh though I never miss a beat, being a pro twerker. I'm easily the best and highest tipped at Mickey's. I'm one of two who has the control to do isolations and pop one cheek at a time. So that's what I show Ticia and the camera.

"AYYYY," she yells waving her ones in the air before throwing them all at once, "GET IT YESSS!" She picks them back up to smack off her hand one at a time making it trickle with the six bills. Then I catch her getting up to go through my perfumes and I roll my eyes.

"Girl, get out my shit. You worse than Natalie!"

"One spray!"

"No, move," I laugh, but I eventually decide to share. One spray. Of course she loves it. It does smell really good. In fact, it's turning me on more because it smells so good.

"Okay show me how to twerk." She jumps back onto my bed and I turn away so she can see my ass.

"It's hard to explain.. You just," Left cheek, right cheek, boom boom boom, then both. She tries it but she can't isolate. I'm not surprised apparently not many can.

I do it quickly with the rhythm, bending and even squatting to show off enjoying her attention on me. I wish I had a pole, I'd really dance, but that's fine I hit a split and bounce before crawling over to her and pulling her face to mine placing that kiss on her. That did it. She starts pulling on my waist, gripping on my ass. This is what I wanted. I need her to sate this unquenchable thirst within me.

I lean into her sending her spine to line up against the side of the bed and I climb over her thighs onto her lap to deepen the kiss as her hands roam my arms, my waist, my hips, my thighs. I kiss down her clavicle and to her small handful of boobs.

"Get that dildo," she orders and I snatch it off the bed pushing one end into her before treating myself as we fuck again.

"I love sex," I smile lost in how amazing it feels.

"Duh, look at all that lube in your drawer, sis," she chuckles, "For what?"

"FOR REASONS!"

xoxo.

In the morning, I roll over and open my eyes looking up to see that I slept on the floor butt naked. I just.. fell asleep apparently. Sitting up, I have the beginnings of a headache so I take two tylenol with some juice from my mini fridge. I can't believe I fucked the good sis last night... well, actually I can. My phone is sitting up on the stand. I walk over to see it about to die any second and I stop the video. I'm tempted to watch it now. I don't even remember everything we did last night.

But now that I think about it, I was drunk. She was drunk. We all were drunk. Even Natalie was drunk. Why did I let homegirl drive me while drunk? Well... that answers itself. All that swerving almost took your girl out of here, I DO remember that. If that would have happened then what magnificence would these painfully ordinary souls then gaze upon?

How awful, I'll need to think about that next time. If I can.

#original #erik killmonger x oc #erik killmonger smut #erik killmonger #killmonger smut #tales of a masochist

[undermoonlightst]

Disruption Ch. 1 (Series) (Smut) (Jeon Wonwoo)

Request:

@iidknanmollaa: “What about a Wonwoo or Vernon smut where you are friends with benefits and when you tell them you have a date they get jealous because they lowkey fell for the reader ;) I just found your blog and now I’m obsessed thanks :*”   

A/N: MY FIRST SERIES AYYYY. I’m so happy to present this to you guys WOO. Thank you so much to @iidknanmollaa for requesting and a very special thank you to @teampandawang for creating this beautiful mood board for the series. I hope you guys enjoy the first chapter to my very first series. I put a lot of time and effort into it. Enjoy! -ren 💕

Pairing: Jeon Wonwoo x Reader

Summary: You’ve been in love with Wonwoo since high school, but he can’t take a hint. What happens when he experiences a nasty break up and runs to you, asking you to do something that best friends probably shouldn’t do...?

Warnings: eventual smut (not yet, relax it’s coming i promise bitch), swearing, suggestive themes

Words: 2.9k

Ch. {1}

“Alright. No strings attached. Nothing emotional. No connection. Just sex.” Wonwoo remembered the vow you and him had made almost five months ago. You were both recovering from painful breakups (or at least, he was anyway) and the two of you just needed some release, a coping mechanism. Friends with benefits. At first, it seemed that not falling in love with you would be easy. A piece of cake. The two of you weren’t actually attracted to each other like that, you were just both in it for the sex. Right?

Sure, in the beginning at least. You and Wonwoo had been friends for years and he had always seen you as basically a sister to him. You annoyed him, you teased him, you copied off his homework in high school, and you threatened every girl that had heart eyes for him to not break his heart. Or else. You looked out for him. Wonwoo saw you as a loyal friend, but you saw him as the man of your dreams that couldn’t take a fucking hint. For the past eight years, it was obvious to every body but him that you were madly in love with him. After some time, you finally had to accept the excruciating truth that Wonwoo didn’t love you back. It hurt like hell and you cried constantly, but through it all you still stuck to his side and supported him in everything he did. Even when he got a girlfriend. If your heart had not been broken before, now it was torn to shreds. You didn’t dare show him that you were upset, that you thought she wasn’t good enough. Which by the way, she wasn’t. She didn’t understand Wonwoo like you did and she didn’t appreciate his quirks that made him who he was. She was selfish and needy and you were forced to watch as she slowly sucked the life out of your best friend. She diminished him down to nothing and the longer the relationship dragged on, the angrier you became. “You deserve better!” You remember yelling at Wonwoo as he slouched on your living room couch, his face in his hands. “A partner is supposed to lift you up, make you feel special! Not drag you down to the pits of hell and make you fight their demons for them!” You were pacing around the living room, your face red with anger. Wonwoo rubbed his temples, his face pale, like someone had sucked all the color from his cheeks. “I know. I don’t need you yelling at me, (Y/N).” He breathed hoarsely. You stopped pacing circles around your living room table and stared at him softly. “I just want you to be happy.” Sadness washed over you and you felt tears sting your eyes. Wonwoo looked like a corpse, and his bitch of a girlfriend was to blame. You would never treat him like she did. “I hate seeing you like this. I miss my best friend, I miss the man I-“ You skidded your sentence to an immediate stop. In your moment of weakness you had almost said “the man I love”. You swallowed your emotions down your throat and Wonwoo looked up at you weakly. You shared a moment of eye contact and you saw his pain through his gaze. The tears became harder to hold back. As soon as he saw your eyes watering, Wonwoo stood up from the couch and pulled you into his arms, squeezing tightly. Fuck. This moment was supposed to be about you comforting Wonwoo but instead, you lost yourself and it ended with him comforting you. You mentally cursed yourself but hugged him back. Wonwoo pulled back slightly to look down at you. “Thank you so much, (Y/N). I’m so grateful for you. You’ve always been there for me.” He whispered against your hair and your heart thumped painfully against your chest. You gripped his sweatshirt, unwilling to let go, a headache from all the emotion you were experiencing making you feel dizzy. As you clung to your handsome best friend, inhaling his boyish scent that you loved so much, you just wished he was yours. Words could not describe how much you wanted him. I’ll always be here for you, Jeon Wonwoo. That same night, Wonwoo broke up with his bitchy girlfriend. You were secretly happy about it; you couldn’t deny that. Yet, your heart also ached for Wonwoo. He sunk into depression. You didn’t ask him how the breakup went with his now ex, but you were positive she must have gave him an earful of insults and “fuck you”’s. A week after Wonwoo’s breakup, you found out your own boyfriend was cheating on you and had been cheating on you for a while. You weren’t nearly as upset, he was just a fill-in to distract you from Wonwoo (It didn’t work, honestly). Everyone knew your heart belonged to your best friend. Maybe that’s why your boyfriend cheated, because he knew. You broke up with him maybe a little too quickly, low-key happy to be done. And after a few days, that’s when it happened. Wonwoo had stumbled into your apartment, his cheeks tinted pink and a layer of sweat dripping from his bangs. “(Y/N).” The way he huffed out your name desperately. Like you were the only one that could save his life. You would remember that tone for a long time. You stared at him in confusion at the kitchen table, a spoon full of cereal halted in place halfway to your lips. “Are you okay?” Nervousness laced your voice. He shook his head, running a hand through his sweaty hair and giving you a look that you didn’t recognize. “I came up with an idea.” He tried to sit down in the chair across from you at the table but got antsy and jolted back up to his feet. “But it’s probably a fucking terrible idea and you’ll hate it.” Your eyebrows knitted together. “Okay....?” Was all you could reply with. “It’s just that...I...” Wonwoo threw his hands up in the air and started aimlessly walking around the kitchen. He looked deeply frantic and worry crept over you. “What’s wrong with you?” You asked in the nicest tone you could muster. Wonwoo groaned loudly and slapped his hand down on the kitchen counter forcefully. “I can’t take it anymore, (Y/N)!” He yelled, bringing his hand up to to rub his temple. “I think about her constantly! I can’t get my mind off of her, off of what I could have done differently to save the relationship. I can’t stand it, the thought is eating me away!” You felt the oh-so-familiar sharp pain stab your heart. You felt it every time Wonwoo talked about his ex. You couldn’t stand that she got his heart. You couldn’t stand that he was in love with her and not you. You didn’t mean to, but you unintentionally zoned out while Wonwoo was talking, your mind suddenly focusing on the pain you were feeling in your heart instead of his words. Your spoonful of cereal was still frozen in the air, your eyes sadly sunken into your lap. Stop feeling sorry for yourself, you thought. But it was no use. “...And so I came up with this horrible, fucked-up idea that could maybe help me get my mind off of her, and you’re the only person I trust to ask to do this. But, you can absolutely say no and I would one hundred percent understand if you said no, okay?” You nodded slowly, only halfway listening as your eyes still laid on your bowl of cereal. There was silence. For a long time. It was so silent that you could hear the ringing in your own ears. After what felt like forever, Wonwoo finally spoke, his voice shaky. “Can you have sex with me?” You were so startled out of your thoughts that you dropped your spoon, sending it flying into your bowl and splashing milk onto your shirt. The milk was the least of your concerns. “W-what?” Your eyes shot up to Wonwoo’s and you noticed his face had gotten significantly redder. “You don’t have to!” He shook his hands in front of him. “I just thought-“ “Why me?” Your heart was pounding in your chest. Of course, you would be lying to yourself if you had said you’d never fantasized about being in bed with Wonwoo. Yet, not like this. “Because I don’t have sex with just anyone! It can’t be with just anyone! I trust you! I’m not looking for just a one-night stand! And I just thought that maybe it could help you too because you’re going through the same thing as me. I thought maybe it could help you get your mind off of him as well.” He pulled on his dark hair forcefully and you could see the stress written across his face. Shit. You never thought about that cheating bastard you used to call your boyfriend. The only man you could never get your mind off of was Wonwoo and he was currently, boldly asking you for sex. “Why sex?!” You yelled. Wonwoo looked at the floor, unsure how to answer. “Because... it’s a stress reliever. It’s like alcohol, it temporarily dissolves all your problems.” He didn’t even seem convinced himself. Emphasis on the word “temporarily”. That’s why people are alcoholics, because it only gets rid of their problems for a short amount of time and they keep having to come back for more. If you and Wonwoo start having sex to “temporarily” solve his problems, he could potentially constantly be coming back for more. With your sickening love for him, you couldn’t pinpoint if this was a good thing or a bad thing. You dug your nails hard into the kitchen table. “Sex is intimate! It’s shared between two people who love each other and we are best friends! Not lovers!” Your voice rose an octave in pitch and your face turned pink with anger. Wonwoo flinched at your harsh tone. “I know! It’s a bad idea, I’m sorry.” He breathed sadly. You saw his Adam’s apple bob quickly. “I don’t want you to think that I want to take advantage of you or damage our friendship. I just thought for a period of time we could be...” “Friends with benefits...” Your voice was hoarse at the realization of what Wonwoo was asking of you. He nodded. “It’s stupid. Forget about it. Forget that I ever brought it up. I’m really sorry.” Wonwoo suddenly sounded humiliated, like he finally realized what the fuck he was asking for. He quickly got ready to leave and your mind panicked, registering that you may never get a chance like this again. You panicked so much so fast that you couldn’t even think properly. Your heart made a decision for you and left the brain out. “Fine.” Was all you said. Wonwoo froze in place. “W-what?” He slowly turned around. “I’ll do it.” You stood up from the kitchen table and Wonwoo’s eyes widened in shock. “Look.” He waved his hand in front of him. “It’s a dumbass idea. I don’t want to risk our friendship-“ “It won’t. I promise it won’t. Maybe let’s just start with some kissing first... and see if we want to go further from there? And... you’re right. I think I could use this too. It would help me not think about my ex.” You mentally laughed at your bold-faced lie about your ex. You never thought about him. In fact, you’ve almost forgot his name. Wonwoo stuttered frantically. “Are you... are you sure?” You nodded slowly, but confidently. You didn’t even fully fathom the damage that this agreement could do to your life and your friendship with Wonwoo, but for some odd reason you were willing to risk it all. There was almost complete silence for several seconds, minus the sound of you wiping away the spilled milk on the table. “Should we... start... tonight?” You could almost hear Wonwoo’s audible swallow. You laughed nervously. “Do you want to?” You looked up at him and you were met with a gaze of fear mixed with a lot of...need. “Yes.” He whispered. The time in between was a blur; it was mainly just you trying to make small talk with your best friend as you slowly, very slowly, made your way into the bedroom. Wonwoo actually looked rather adorable to you as he followed you to your room. His face was blushed a soft pink from embarrassment, his dark brown eyes frantically watching your every single move. “Relax.” You snorted. Wonwoo looked down at your shaking hands. “You’re one to talk.” He grinned softly and you realized it was the first time you’d seen him smile in a long time. You threw your hands behind your back out of embarrassment. You beckoned him closer to you and he hesitantly followed, stopping a few inches in front of you. You felt your heart racing painfully, but you tried your hardest to push aside your feelings for the sake of the moment. “Are you sure you wanna do this?” He whispered, his tall figure looking down at you. You nodded, annoyed with his sudden hesitance even though it was his idea in the first place. “Let’s just let it happen naturally.” Wonwoo scoffed. “Naturally. I’m going to try to fuck my best friend naturally.” You rolled your eyes. “I said we’d start with just some kissing first, and then we’ll see if we want to go farther from there.” “Ah, that changes everything. Now, I’m going to try to naturally kiss my own best friend.” Wonwoo clipped sarcastically. “This was your idea, dumbass.” You were starting to get impatient. “I know.” Wonwoo sighed. You could tell he was just stalling out of nervousness. You quickly went to your bedroom light switch and flipped it off, darkness engulfing the room. Now all you could see was just a tall, shadowy form across your room. “Why?” You heard Wonwoo’s deep voice. “So you don’t have to see that it’s me you’re kissing.” You laughed awkwardly. You blindly tried to make your way back to Wonwoo, your hands out in front of you as you walked forward. Your heart skidded to a stop when you felt his hands find yours and softly pull you close to him. You looked up into the darkness and you felt Wonwoo’s hot breath on your face. Your pulse was dancing and you wondered just how close his lips currently were to yours. “Ready?” You whispered breathlessly. “Ready.” Wonwoo, who was still holding onto your hands, intertwined his fingers with yours and you mentally cursed him for acting so romantic. You kept your face tilted up, waiting for his lips to find yours. His breath was getting closer and you closed your eyes out of both fear and excitement. First, his nose gently brushed against yours, and then... You gasped quietly when Wonwoo pressed a surprisingly deep kiss against your lips. His lips were warm and soft and fuck... It was your fantasy come true at last. You were kissing your best friend. Or at least, that’s what it was to him. To you, you were kissing the love of your life. Finally. Maybe it was for the wrong reasons, but at the moment, your heart didn’t give a shit. Wonwoo pulled away too quickly and you felt yourself leaning towards him, silently asking for more. You didn’t have to ask for too long as his lips found yours again. This time he kissed a bit harder, sucking on your bottom lip softly before pulling away. Your knees almost buckled when you felt his tongue swipe across your lips, asking for access. You opened your mouth and you felt him kiss you for the third time, this time his tongue sliding into your mouth to find yours. You felt dizzy and your skin was tingling from the sensation of Wonwoo kissing you passionately. You didn’t expect him to go this far this fast. You thought it would take twenty minutes to get him to French kiss you. But now here he was, his tongue exploring your mouth gently. He suddenly pulled away, catching his breath. “You’re a good kisser.” He panted quietly. Your face felt like it was on fire. “T-thanks. So are you.” Wonwoo let go of one of your hands and brought his free one up to your cheek to cup it gently. You blushed at his fragile hold on your face. The redness deepened drastically when you felt him begin to press soft pecks across your cheek and jawline. Your mouth fell open and you fought back the urge to moan as Wonwoo made his way down to your neck, sucking tenderly on the sensitive skin. You let your head tilt back as far as it could to give him access to every part of your neck. Wonwoo sighed appreciatively as if you had read his mind and greedily explored the rest of your neck, nibbling it occasionally and sucking pink marks into the skin. Your thighs were shaking and you had already begun to sweat a bit from the overwhelming sensations.

Wonwoo parted from your neck with a sloppy pop, and you swallowed a whine of disappointment. The disappointment quickly faded away when he slammed his lips back into yours, his hand that held yours squeezing tightly. He pulled away but kept his mouth centimeters from your own. You could feel him hesitating and you knew what was about to happen next.

“Do you want to go a little farther?”

#probably posting on a monday night was a dumbass idea and im gonna get 0 notes #oh well #i couldnt wait #seventeen #svt #17 #seventeen smut #svt smut #kpop #kpop smut #smut #series #fanfiction #fanfic #imagine #smut imagine #scoups #jeonghan #joshua #jun #wonwoo #hoshi #woozi #the8 #mingyu #dk #seungkwan #vernon #dino #choi seungcheol

[mirios-eyes-are-beautiful]

aa So I just woke up to this?

I’m just.. speechless? I can’t believe this actually happened, so thank you all for the last few months, for every like, reblog and comment. It’s been such a pleasure to interact with you and scream about Mirio and The Big Three<3 I hope 2019 won’t bring us too many tears (spoiler: it will.) and we can all laugh about their shenanigans again (spoiler: we won’t.). This blog came alive with crazy good fanart, hilarious memes and sweet headcanons, sprinkled with my neverending affection towards Mirio, so kudos go out to the amazing artists and writers that create the content we love<3 Thank you for over 1k followers and I hope to see the family of mirihoes grow in the progressing year! I’ve received a lot of questions for my milestone special and I only picked out a few, but if you want more of these, let me know! Now let’s dive right into the Q&A!

Heey~ I’m a huge Bnha fan and I love this blog, keep up the great work!! \(^-^)/ I’d love to know how old you are, if that’s not too personal of a question?

Not at all! I’m actually 20 y/o and my Birthday is in June, also my zodiac is Gemini👭

What do you do for a living?

I’m a university student in my second year! I’m majoring in Linguistics and my minor is English Literature and Culture. Though before, I did a year of Environmental Sciences, but it just wasn’t my cup of tea so I quit🤷‍♀️ I’m also part timing at a boutique.

Hello! I check your blog everyday and I can’t with all your reactions, they’re almost always the same as mine:D Which state (USA) are you from and what languages do you speak?

Lol, do I really sound American?:D I’m actually from Germany, so German is my mother tongue! Other than that, I consider myself pretty fluent in English (your assumption of me being a native speaker flatters me so much, you have no idea) and I guess my French is decent. I can order food and ask for directions in Spanish (ayyyy) and studied Hindi for two semesters at Uni. Also I’m currently learning Japanese for my degree in Linguistics.

Do you have a favorite anime show? Other than My hero academia of course!

My all time favorite anime is definitely Arslan Senki! Besides that, I also love Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood, Assassination Classroom, Durarara, Hunter x Hunter and pretty much every existing sports anime (Haikyuu, Kuroko no Basuke, Daiya no Ace, Free!, Yowapedal, Yuri on Ice, Prince of Tennis,.. although Haikyuu is my favorite) I enjoy most genres as long as the plot and characters appeal to me.

Do you read any manga? (also LOVE YOUR BLOG!!<3)

Yeah! I really love manga and I’ve read tons of shoujo when I was younger (I bingeread every night in middle school tbh) Nowadays though, not so much anymore.. It’s not that I came to hate it, I just don’t have as much time unfortunately-.-’ I do read the new Bnha and Haikyuu chapters on a weekly basis, but I can’t manage more than that. I also read yaoi/shounen-ai manga and doujinshi from time to time, but it’s not as much of an obsession as it was a few years ago. However, I own a couple of manga series (Bnha, Haikyuu, Arslan Senki), which I love to reread in my free time😊

hey, we share a love for mirio, so do you maybe have a few anime recommendations, or any good anime you’re watching now?

uhuhuhu birds of a feather flock together;))) Of course I can dish out some recommendations, but I’ll start with what I’m watching atm. I started rewatching Daiya no Ace not so long ago (due to the announcement of Season 4) so I sometimes watch a few episodes of that when I find the time. Also, and this is a recommendation as well, there’s this new track and field anime called Kaze ga Tsuyoku Fuiteiru (Run with the Wind) coming out every Friday and it’s hilarious. If you like sports anime, you should definitely give it a go! The last anime I’m rewatching right now is Sukitte Ii na yo (Say I love you), cause I’ve been in a shoujo mood lately and after several years I still can’t deal with the cuteness of this show. Now for recs.. this is hard, since everyone has a different taste in series, but other than the shows I’ve named in the “Favorite anime” question, I’d recommend Wotakoi (Wotaku ga Koi no Muzukashii). It’s a very sweet anime about the love stories of otakus, so if you like a good laugh and lots of fluff, this show is for you (11eps). Same goes for Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun (12eps + 6 short specials). Shounen-wise I enjoyed for example Noragami, Bleach, Katekyo Hitman Reborn and Magi. Shoujo-wise I can always rewatch Toradora, Kimi ni Todoke and Itazura na Kiss. Sorry for rambling, there are just too many!😅

What pronouns do you use? And what’s you sexual orientation? If the latter question is too personal, just ignore it(/ω＼)

No worries! I use she/her pronouns and I’m pan, slightly favoring men. Probably due to the fact that I’ve only had hetero relationships so far. Though, I really don’t care about my partner’s gender🤷‍♀️

hi, i’ve been going through a rough time lately and your reblogs and memes never fail to make my day. how so you stay positive when things are going downhill? (sorry for the weird ask..)

Your question isn’t weird at all! I’m sorry to hear that you don’t feel well lately and I’m glad my posts are able to cheer you up a bit<3 I, for my part, am a very optimistic person and always try to concentrate on the positive things in my life, but I cannot deny that due to my personal problems I’ve spent many nights sleepless as well. Unfortunately, there’s no recipe for happiness, but here are some things you should always keep in mind should you feel down: Don’t surround yourself with toxic people. Don’t let them in your life and if they already are, either ignore them or cut them off. The latter won’t always work, since the world of adulthood is a cruel place, but try to develop a thick skin and don’t let them abuse the power over you that they don’t actually have. Try to talk with people. I can tell from experience that talking about your problems will almost always make you feel better, or at least lighter afterwards. Think positive. There’s never only black and white, so even if everything seems hopeless or bland, you should never cease to search for the good aspects. An example from me: Uni fucks me up real bad atm. I have six exams and one term paper to write this semester and I’m seriously afraid of failing. I’ve always had insane expectations of myself, because when I was a toddler, my parents found out that I was highly talented and that has been a as much of a curse as it is a blessing throughout my entire life. Whenever something gets too much for me and I end up in a slump, I think about how grateful I am to have so many wonderful friends. I think of all the things I plan to do with the money I earn, such as travelling, buying manga, movies, clothes,.. and even if that might not seem like a trivial matter for some people, I think of all the amazing anime coming out this year: Ice Adolescence, One Punch Man Season 2, Attack on Titan Season 3, Fruits Basket remake, Bnha Season 4, Haikyuu Season 4, Daiya no Ace Season 3.. Why am I naming these? Because they keep me going. They give me something to look forward to. They make me realize that I’m extremely grateful to be alive, because I get to experience these works. I get to discuss my favorite shows with people, who share my interests! I get to scream about Mirio’s bara arms with you guys! If that isn’t something to be cheerful about, I don’t know what is<3

And since I don’t want to end this on a solemn note, here’s a personal favorite of mine:

On a scale from 1-10, how much do you love Mirio?^^

1.000.000 (A million, you get it? wink wonk) Thanks for sticking around! Hope this gave you a little insight on who I am and I’d love to spend 2019 with you as well<3

#we reached 1k i can't believe #have this monster of a post #also this was a lot of fun #milestone!! #sei spills #sei in private

[the-nysh]

Hey, since you talked about your feelings on td//dk and kr//bk (which were super interesting to read btw!) do you have anything to say about opinions on k//cchako?

Hey there! :) And thank you! So let’s see…Uraraka andKacchan. I see fan content of them on my dash fromtime to time, but it rarely garners any deeper thought, so I often just scrollpast with little to no reaction. Simply put: I don’t harbor enough investmentor interest in them as a ship. Even so! Yes, I still have opinions about them, so I’ll try to go in depth here. 

From their limited amount of canon interactions together, therewere actually two noteworthy scenes of them that I really liked. 1.) During theirmatch in the Sports Festival, and 2.) the databook omake situated after Deku andKacchan’s fight vs All Might. (However, in both cases, their interactionsrevolved around Deku, so…) 

I liked their match in the Sports Festival because it wasone of the first times we get to see another side of Kacchan – an important one thatreveals some of his honor code. Fighting seriously against a girl, thateveryone else in the audience assumed was ‘weak and frail’ based onappearances, and therefore automatically judged their match barbaric andunfair…well. Aizawa (Dadzawa), and Uraraka herself, proved them wrong. Urarakaproved her grit and Kacchan treated her as a legitimate threat regardless ofgender stereotypes. (Actually, he approached their match seriously and cautiouslybecause he thought she had a planfrom Deku.) Further acknowledging herstrength with the ‘what part of her was frail?’ comment too.

It’s herewhere I thought, ‘nice, this is a guythat can be trusted, because he earnestly puts his all into the things he’sserious about and expects the same -the best-from his opponents in return.’ (If they don’t,he interprets that as them underestimating or looking down on him.) Without anyother ulterior factors swaying him, there’s a steadfast consistency and honorto that kind of focused mindset, both in how he handles himself and impartially approaches thethings that matter to him, which makes him predictably trustworthy in the long run. (Also meaning, if there’s ever anyfault/betrayal in that mindset, it’s a break in character…which ayyy, Deku willtake notice! ;D)

However, I took the Sports battle and these establishing traits(Uraraka’s grit and Kacchan’s honor) as separate strengths respective to each character, rather than anything shippy.Because Uraraka ultimately fought for herself (and her parents) while Kacchanproved he’d take any girl (anyone)seriously if they show proper worth and challenge respect. So it wasn’thim showing special treatment for Uraraka in particular, but an example of hishonest and impartial competitive sportsmanship. 

Now we have Uraraka thankful that Kacchan took herseriously, and therefore she’s unafraid to confront/approach him on her ownterms -as equals- later. Which is good! :D And it’s why I like the omakecontent of them so much, where she questions him about his behavior in the endof term test:

Uraraka: “It’s like you’re intimidating (Deku) because you’re scared and wanthim to go away from you.”

It’s greatbecause her intuition can clearly read through him: Kacchan purposely singles out and keepsDeku at bay because he fears how Deku makes him feel. Like, boom! She totallycalls him out. ;D BUT…I didn’t read this interaction of theirs as shippy either,because it revolved around Deku AND showed how much Uraraka is in support of their reconciled friendship. She WANTSthem to get along! (If anything, it makes hermore like their wingman… So ayy, bothshe and Kiri would be supportive of their repaired relationship!)

So, from these two canon interactions (only one was a significant event in the manga by the way…), I see the potential basis for a refreshing m/f friendship, where shecan mentally joust and bicker with him without any major consequence. However,as a romantic ship, no; it’s not enough to convince me.

Aside from how limited their canon interactions are, and howin both cases they revolvedaround Deku…the two of them have other canon characteristics to consider. Notonce has Kacchan ever shown interestin any girls in ‘that’ way (or really, invested interest in anyone other than Deku)…and Uraraka hasher utterly transparent feelings for Deku to resolve. Already, that starts themin separate, opposed lanes with respect to their connection to Deku. So whenconsidering them as a ship instead, Ihave to repeatedly ask myself howthey’d ever manage to merge onto the same lane, and what that would even entail,narratively.

Because what wouldit mean? Would Uraraka’s feelings for Deku simmer down to sisterly affectionsof support and admiration, leaving her to choose the immediate second option:Deku’s riv–…wait a sec, what aboutKacchan’s feelings for Deku? (This is writing off that same elephant in the room issue I talkedabout in my previous post…) Are theyboth actually rivals for Deku’s affections?! XD Would Uraraka choose to bewith Kacchan, for the sake of helpinghim ‘get over’ his feelings for Deku too?? WAIT hold on. This is the SAME thingI talked about with kr/bk: it is notUraraka (or Kiri’s) business, or even their responsibility, to forcibly butt-in with the hopes of ‘changing’ or ‘fixing’ Kacchan’s problems/bad behavior FOR him.Except in Uraraka’s case, there’s theadded, antiquated gendered trope of the ‘good girl’ saving the ‘bad boy’ at theexpense of her own wellbeing. Sacrificing her own happiness to care for him fulltime. Which…oh no. Urarakadoesn’t deserve such a harsh fate like that. And Kacchan is not there to become a ‘pet project’ to coddle and change at theexpense of his feelings either. Theseare all some of the main arguments against the ship that I’ve seen, and I agreethat I’m definitely not interested in seeing a one-sided/harmful relationshipdynamic perpetuate like that…but I still have one final, personal dealbreaker.

Which is how Kacchan (my fav) ultimately becomescharacterized. And it relates to his ‘honor code’ established IN his fightagainst Uraraka too. Consider how Hori likely designed Deku and Uraraka to bethe ‘obvious’ endgame het pairing…with them having ongoing, mutual crushes oneach other (truthfully, I really only see fledgling, one-sided flustered admiration/envyfrom Uraraka’s side…) Now then, HOW does this make Kacchan look in turn, forhim to step in between them like this? If he knows they’re friends who like each other, would he really purposely step in to sabotageDeku’s chances with the object of his affections (Uraraka)? No way, not even outof potential spite against Deku or something. It would betray the very consistent and steadfast ‘trust’ about hischaracter that I talked about before.

Because Kacchan’s a gruff asshole ingeneral, but THIS (essentially ‘stealing’ Deku’s crush) would be an underhanded dick move of a whole new lowfor him. Completely at odds with his established character development. He outrighttells villains how he despisesunderhanded tactics like cheating and lying! Doing something like this would contradictand destroy his own ideals. Even if he somehow had a crush on Uraraka (which would already be a stretch andsuspension of disbelief, since he’s never shown any interest in girls likethat anyway) he’d do everything in his power to stay in his own lane and continueaiming for his goal as the top hero. Kacchan lives by his own strict standards andperfectionism in his drive to become the best.He’s an asshole, but not that other kindof asshole. Whenever I see shippy fan content of kac/chako being together atthe expense of Deku, this is the kindof asshole it makes Kacchan appear to me, which is a mischaracterization Ican’t tolerate. It’s a reason I haven’t seen other people talk about, but it’s alwaysbeen in the back of my mind, and probably the main reason why the idea of theirship rubs me the wrong way.

Whew, but thankfully, I don’t see any signs from Hori that they’llbecome endgame. (And it’s why most fan content of them slides past like water off a duck for me.) Truthfully and honestly,I really want Hori to step up Uraraka’s game, to make her a fully fleshed out characterand therefore, a viable contender in either of the boys’ hearts. Because atthe rate she’s going…she’s falling behind to the wayside compared to how Hori’sdeveloping Deku and Kacchan’srelationship. And she’ll have a tough time displacing the lifelong feelingsDeku has had for Kacchan, unless she does something drastic. (Ayyyy so where’sthat one traitor theory~)

Honestly, using Uraraka (or any girl actually) as shipfodder for the boys, just because of her gender, is something I’m not a fan of.I would rather be a fan of Uraraka based on the merits of her own character,and not from her designation as a satellite love interest to anyone. But IF Urarakahad to end up with anyone endgame, I would muchprefer her with either Iida or Tsuyu. Both of them are loyal and good friendswho would treat her with respect and provide needs in the way she deserves.

Alright! I think that covers everything. This actually got alot longer than anticipated. XD Thanks for reading!

#Anonymous #replies #bnha #kacchan #uraraka #shipping #meta #this one comes to about 1500 words #honestly longer than i expected :O #but i think that covers everything i like; prefer; and observe about the characters

[lucyferthecatx]

hey, kid !! wanna see some dank plots ??

 this is, quite frankly, the worst title but plots !! and i found kakaotalk gif icons !! i am ecstatic right now

  - lorna facilier -

+ maybe more exes or something + let her fall in love!! and then fall out of it!!! i want that guilt!! + oR can she pls fall in love with someone and she thinks it’s gonna be okay cause neither of them are in it for the long haul but then suddenly she IS and they ARENT and she’s sad + eventually give her that fairytale romance she’s always wanted

  - ursa pines -

+ oh my god i want someone to steal her journal + a hunter or something??? and they literally use her life’s work for the exact opposite of what she wanted it to be used

  - nigahayami takako -

+ she needs friends cause i wanna make sure someone cares if she dies + someone gotta be there to stop me from killing her

  - lulu butterfly -

+ all i want is to have someone bully him cause idek how he’d react at this point + it’s either full sass or straight up fist cuffing with someone + he might even be a sad boi about it who knows not me

  - marcellus carabosse -

+ honestly idek what he’s doing anymore he’s just supportive big brother + only supportive in secret tho + he tends to look like he’s looming and glooming give him a smol to make him smile

  - cassandra la bouff -

+ can she have a crush pls where she’s just??? i’ve never had this before let me just shower them in presents + Gay Panic maybe where she’s just like HI I LIKE YOU HERE IS EVERYTHING MONEY CAN BUY + actual panic when someone uses magic near her cause ya girl got PTSD

  - reyna ego - 

+ she killed someone can someone call her out on it + she didnt mean to do it??? there’s a para for it but it’s not done + ooh what if she went to court for it??? + isle kids are scury !! much danger !!

  - wyatt o’neil -

+ collabs!!! with literally anyone!!! + someone point out that the main ship on the vlogs is her and rita

  - gwendolyn bandersnatch -

+ nurse bandy!! + can someone have a crush on her??? and they keep finding excuses to go to the health room so she can patch them up??? + she doesn’t even notice she just gets progressively more worried about their well being and increasingly more protective + like !!! friend !! take better care of your health please !!! and the other person is like why when i have you to patch me up?? and bandy is just !!!! no !!! thats not healthy pls!!!

  - nudge chulanont -

+ i have nothing for him he’s just not ice skating and being gay

  -  teuila kahiki - 

+ idek what she’s doing okay just chilling with her flowers and being gay + oHH what if someone stole her heart as a prank??? + full lava monster oooooohhhhhh

  - uma blackwell -

+ * cough cough kill her cough cough *

  - kevin the third -

+ please someone fight him + i just want to see him get into a fistcuff with someone + also want him to have a radio show or something where he’s like not the most talkative person but he just has a nice indie alternative station that he plays his playlist on

  - bash cipher -

+ somehow let them bodyjump ??? + they’re super op tbh so like i really don’t know what to do with them anymore + let them steal a bunch of bodies and go wild + oooh wait someone start a cult for them or something. maybe sacrifice something to them for a favor!! they’ll think it’s funny

  - blanche grimhilde -

+ i lowkey want her to completely rob someone + get close to someone and then steals everything from their home + not get caught tho?? + she’s lowkey a baddie but i want a happy ending for her give the girl a crown

  - nessa st. north - 

+ someone take her near kids + help her find a girl scout’s troop or something + she just wants to spend time with babies and shower them with gifts

  - mikhail romanov -

+ someone come by his cafe + idek he’s just a gentleman so maybe someone can fall for him and he’s just too polite to say no?? + i honestly have no idea i just like writing his accent

  - phil coulson jr. -

+ i forgot to write anything for him + he’s just here being an older brother.....doing babyvengers damage control......just wants to keep track of all his enhanced children

  - etta lahiffe -

+ she is lowkey party girl cause she djs and she sings + can she like??? sing at someone at a performance and lowkey gets super into it and now she’s just hoping they come to the next show + or give me fucked up party relationship pls i have a need

- tiramisu candlehead -

+ Gay Disaster idek what she’s doing + give me party relationships okay like hey we hooked up at this party and now we’re partners in this project ayyyy + or we hooked up at this party and turns out you’re my roommate + awkward one night stands pls

   - alec levefre -

+ CURSES!!! + be a dick and then have alec have to curse you until you learn your lesson + or let him have a crush where he’s just a vague idiot and sits there and makes them little trinkets + sends little metal birds that sing cute songs + he’ll curse someone for them

  - aristotle tesia -

+ please someone flirt with him and watch him just blink awkwardly + he is the literal embodiment of platonic love + wanna be friends with someone??? he’s your dude!! don’t ask him to set you up with anyone cause he literally only knows compatibility on the basis of great friendships

  - rhiannon thropp -

+ ask her to show you some magic tricks + she will put on an entire production for you + can she have like a rival of sorts?? idek she’s just super competitive + she wants to be better than the wizard of oz and she uses magic to incorporate it

  - bellamy doone -

+ THE RINGING OF THE BELLS COMPEL YOU + can he try to eat someone?? he’s literally possessed and he eats people

- anya dezerta - 

+ she’s like the weird desert bird lady version of charon so she typically helps the dead passover but she also interacts with the living + she can sense when people are close to death + she also has a mailbox that she sets up outside her dorm!! if she’s able, she delivers letters to lost loved ones in the afterlife so like?? if any character needs closure?? she can help

  - luca pantazis -

+ okay but i highkey want some student to have a crush on him + cause he’s an Adult and i really want someone to just come in and get something pierced or something just because they thought he was cute + i forget who else wanted to be flower shop babs but uhhh?? flower shop meet cute??? cause he’s always there looking for references for flower tattoos??? yes pLS

   - sensuo nana -

+ literal embodiment of war + she loves to cause conflict around her?? just somehow knows the exact thing to do to start an full out battle + if you want to start shit, she’s your girl cause she thrives on that drama

   - emil sama -

+ schools are for hooooomans!! + the prejudiced pureblood asshole we dont need but im giving to us anyway + pureblood as in he has a very special hatred for anyone he doesn’t consider supernatural of sorts. humans are the worst + he’s an asshole just hmu if you need a discriminatory fuckboi asshole in your life

#honestly i have no idea what i'm doing clearly #but ryan is here and he's getting me through it #( ;; plots ) #( ;; too many characters to tag )

[moldybreadguys]

how the dillyio did I not notice this survey I was tagged in almost a month ago

@lunatics-on-the-grass was kind enough to tag Danny V in a survey, and now he must answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people some cool folk!

THE LAST:

1. Drink: almost a full gallon of milk

2. Phone call: the homie Cory, who needed to know about an irresponsible thing I did last Monday

3. Text message: eh Stevie!, who I’m gonna be collabbing with on a song soon

4. Song you listened to: the theme from The Journeyman Project cuz it’s soooo good

5. Time you cried: Saturday night, in the midst of a very bad emotional night

HAVE YOU:

6. Dated someone twice: yes. 10/10 do not recommend

7. Kissed someone and regretted it: yeppers

8. Been cheated on: yupperoni

9. Lost someone special: oh yeah

10. Been depressed: Yes | Definition of Yes by Merriam-Webster

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: several times, typically means imma be hungover for the next day lol

LIST 3 FAVOURITE COLORS:

12. blues

13. reds

14. silvers

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU:

15. Made new friends: very yes

16. Fallen out of love: it’s been a long time since I’ve felt like I was in love with someone, bub

17. Laughed until you cried: not this year

18. Found out someone was talking about you: wouldn’t be surprised

19. Met someone who changed you: several actually. one in particular hurt me really badly, but another has been a real good boon for me

20. Found out who your friends are: to an extent

21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: once

GENERAL:

22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: a decent majority of them, though there are those that know me only by association

23. Do you have any pets: I wish. my apartment woulda charged me a deposit fee if I had and my parents won’t let me have one now, sooo

24. Do you want to change your name: nahh, I like being dan vallerand

25. What did you do for your last Birthday: read the entry for 7/2 here, but on my actual birthday I visited parents, met up with a girl from Patterson at a coffee shop (but it didn’t go well) and cracked open many cold ones with the boys later that night

26. What time did you wake up: 7am, cuz lol, busy morning today

27. What were you doing at midnight last night: succumbing to sleep deprivation

28. Name something you can’t wait for: honestly, a better life where I’m actually successful with my music, people like me, I have a better job, my own condo, and am with someone that genuinely cares about me and won’t disappear after 3 months

29. When was the last time you saw your mom: like a few mins ago

30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: my issues with self-doubt

31. What are you listening right now: the many song fragments rumbling about in my head

32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: several, lol

33. Something that is getting on your nerves: I don’t want to talk about it publicly

34. Most visited Website: idk, I never really pay attention to that

LOST QUESTIONS. I JUST PUT IN RANDOM INFO ABOUT ME

35. Mole/s: one big one, but it’s been there forever

36. Mark/s: just heart surgery scars

37. Childhood dream: having friends, siblings, a bigger family, fitting in with classmates better, etc

38. Haircolour: a light brown

39. Long or short hair: eh. I don’t look good with short hair

40. Do you have a crush on someone: i doubt she feels the same

41. What do you like about yourself: my singing voice for sure!

42. Piercings: nah, i’m cool

43. Bloodtype: I genuinely don’t know but I can say I can’t give blood due to being on blood thinners

44. Nickname: Danny is most folk’s preferred one

45. Relationship status: permasingle, your choice of 7″ or 45

46. Zodiac: cancer

47. Pronouns: he/him

48. Favourite TV Show: classic Doctor Who for life, son

49. Tattoos: if I wasn’t terrified of needles then I’d have something to say here lol

50. Right or left hand: righty-tighty

51. Surgery: four heart surgeries and my wisdom teeth removed

52. Hair dyed in different color: nah, I’d look goofy af in differently colored hair

53. Sport: I like watching pro wrestling and the Raiders when they have a good season, but that's about it

55. Vacation: lol, wage slaves can’t afford nice vacations

56. Pair of trainers: i’m not one to wear those tbh

MORE GENERAL:

57. Eating: it was quesadilla night last night and damn son was it gooooood~

58. Drinking: milk

59. I’m about to: go eat brekkie and collab with some buddies today!

61. Waiting for: things to go right for a change

62. Want: to have a better everything, honestly. a better job, a better circle of friends, etcetera

63. Get married: it’d be nice someday, but i’m very sure the next time i’ll ever end up in a relationship is a very long time form now

64. Career: successful musician with burgeoning writing life

WHICH IS BETTER

65. Hugs or kisses: hugs

66. Lips or eyes: eyes, I guess?

67. Shorter or taller: not important

68. Older or younger: also unimportant, cuz to me how you talk to me defines that for me

70. Nice arms or nice stomach: son of unimportant

71. Sensitive or loud: i’m leaning more towards sensitive, but not too sensitive

72. Hook up or relationship: relationship, all the way. hooking up makes me uncomfortable

73. Troublemaker or hesitant: a mix of the two

HAVE YOU EVER:

74. Kissed a stranger: nope, not my sorta thing

75. Drank hard liquor: a handful of times

76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: i have lost plenty of sunglasses in my time and it’s always thE BEST ONES O:

77. Turned someone down: yeah, a handful of times, and typically cuz i feel like it’s being forced on me

78. Sex in the first date: no, cuz if you do it too soon things get weird

79. Broken someone’s heart: i’m hoping not, but I prolly have at least once

80. Had your heart broken: *finger guns* ayyyy

81. Been arrested: nope

82. Cried when someone died: yeah

83. Fallen for a friend: yeah, several times. sometimes it bites me in the ass

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

84. Yourself: it varies day by day

85. Miracles: also varies, but i’m more apropos to call certain events miracles instead

86. Love at first sight: not necessarily, but if someone is very much like myself i’m more apt to connect sooner

87. Santa Claus: the age of clausability was passed a long time ago, friends

88. Kiss on the first date: deffo, if things go well and lean that way

89. Angels: *shrugs*

OTHER:

90. Current best friends name: i have a rotating circle of friends, but usually it’s the people that talk to me the most. permanent ones include kenny, phil, and colton for sure though

91. Eyecolour: hazel eyes, you’re standing close to me~

92. Favourite movie: i don’t have a specific fave, so let me give you several of them - ghostbusters 2, xanadu, blues brothers, army of darkness, scary movie 2, etc *finger guns* letsa go @bilbao-song @nightingalemillo @deschaines @psi-groovin @veillees @misterkingdom @thinkingfilthy @whatdoesfriendmeantoyou @ihideinmymusic @xshot-in-the-dark

#oh this was fun!! #surveys #i love surveys #survey time #always tag danny v in surveys

[cupcakeshakesnake]

Watching The Return of Doctor Mysterio for the first time

Ayyyy long title.

-SERIES 10!!! SERIES 10 IS HERE!!!!!!!

-SDALDFHGALSDHFGAS,LDHFASLDFGASLDFHASLDJFGASLDHFALS

-LASGFLERN283WQUR’QSEI;RWQER;WIERXIUI;I::weif:weif:eifE;IQUGWIF

-*cough* okay... Let’s watch this

-(I just realized the episode I’m watching is flipped horizontally because of copyrights or something, so the screenshots are gonna be flipped too because I’m too lazy to edit them)

-Ah, this takes place in the U.S.

-WUT

-What’s swinging outside his window

-DOCTOR WHAT ARE YOU DOING

-Well this is a dangerous situation for him, I doubt that even Timelords can regenerate if they fell from the sixtieth floor, there would be no piece of body big enough to regenerate from

-Pardon me if I’m wrong on that though, I’m not the best at Doctor Who science

-His voice what happened to his voice

-WELL OF COURSE CLARK KENT IS SUPERMAN DOCTOR PLEASE KEEP UP WITH AT LEAST SOME OF THE MEDIA

-Well this is a weird start to an episode

-”Vomiting, hair loss and death, fat lot of use.”

-What is that those

-”How did you even get a glass of water in your pocket?”  “Skills.”

-I’m calling it, his pockets are bigger on the inside.

-All this fucking Christmas shit again

-Annnd I’m dead

-But seriously, I grew up in an un-religious household in Asia and Christmas was just this little holiday with trees and presents and--

-GEMSTONES THEY’RE TALKING ABOUT GEMSTONEs I should shut up

- --Anyway it was this little holiday with trees and presents and department store sales--

- -- HOLY SHIT DID HE EAT IT

-"What are you, 36?”  “Eight.”

- --AHEM anyway yeah, that little holiday, and--

-HE’S FLOATING??!?! WHO THIS? WHAT?

- -- UGHHH anyway, yeah. I grew up with that and then there’s this Western Christmas culture where it’s such a big thing and it’s, just, really, strange.  Initially that little rant was gonna be a bit longer and better articulated, but interesting things kept happening in the show.

-”YOU’RE A SUPERHEROOOOOOO”

-IS THAT NARDOLE

-Okay what is happening and what is wrong with these people

-BRAINS WTF

-Why do science fiction lights always turn on so loudly

-”Donated to the facility by our benefactors”  “DONATED”  yeah.  Looks like he murdered those benefactors after all.

-What’s the Doctor even eating

10/10 face

-What’s with the guy coughing blue milk

-WHAT

-For some reason I am inclined to pet this brain creature (pf which, by the way, I failed to upload a screenshot because everything else would be uploaded except that image, even with the quality lowered), but because there are many hideous monsters in Doctor Who that are not to be judged by their appearance, I’ll keep a neutral opinion on this guy until further progress in the plot is made to prove either its hostility or its friendliness.

-Yep, I’m not petting you, brain dude. You’re not friendly. You get no pet.

-”I had a change of mind”  WAS THE JOKE REALLY NECESSARY

-And were those surgeons just standing there doing nothing 24/7 until someone came in

-WELL THIS IS TERRIFYING ALRIGHT

-Who’s the writer again... *takes a look* Yep, Steven Moffat.

-”No one will believe that, this is America.”

-”Special Agent Dam Dangerous Schgsfilurfylas”  My English hearing’s not the best, okay

-Dude’s hand is shaking, that yells terrible aim

-”o on, tell them you shot us in the back for self-defense.”

-Heyoooo, it’s the boy with the glasses, except he’s not wearing glasses anymore and I’m NOT talking about Harry Potter.

-God damn I wish someone would turn down that guy’s accent, it’s like he has a swollen tongue and is trying to decide whether to spit out or chew a hot piece of bacon

-Where did Nardole even come from

-Heyooo

-WHY DID THAT KID GROW UP TO SOUND LIKE EVERY PARODY OF BATMAN’S VOICE EVER

-Flashback?

-So is he gonna sh-t out the gemstone or

-nevermind what I just said

-HE GREW UP WITH A THESAURUS AS WELL APPARENTLY

Pffft

-what’s with the wind noises

The Doctor with a baby is the best thing ever, it doesn’t even matter which reincarnation he’s in

-BUT WHAT’S WITH THE WIND NOISES

-Nardole with that elephant lol

-Wait... Isn’t that the reporter girl?

-WHAT IS WITH THE FRICKING WIND

-ACTUALLY I JUST REALIZED THAT THIS WIND SOUND SPANS ACROSS THE ENTIRETY OF THE EPISODE, IT’S NOT THE EPISODE ITSELF IT’S THE GUY WHO UPLOADED IT

-OR SOMETHING

-GOD I WAS FREAKING OUT ABOUT THIS STUPID THING

-IT HURTS MY EARS

-I’M WEARING HEADPHONES AND THIS WIND NOISE IS TORTURE

-X-ray vision would actually be great because everyone would be spooky scary skeles

A HA HA HA HA HA

-Did the Doctor just drink alcohol from that bottle

-Yep, he’s getting wasted

-*unholy squealawking* ”This is Mr Huffle. Mr Huffle feels pain. Meet me in the kitchen.”  what the fuck was that

-I DON’T LIKE THIS WOMAN NOR THAT LITTLE RUBBER DOLL

-I DON’T LIKE YOU AT ALL

-I HOPE YOUR LITTLE MR HUFFLE DRAGS YOU DOWN INTO HIS SPECIAL HELL WITH YOU

-You can just see how those soulless eyes of his are begging for the sweet release of death

Wake me up (wake me up inside) Can’t wake up (wake me up inside) save me

-He is screaming, free me, free me, free me from this pain

-look here lady you are clearly very clever and all but you better close your bedroom doors securely at night and make sure that lil guy is outside or you might never wake up one day

-Change of subject: I thought this guy would be the one called Dr Mysterio but instead it turns out he’s called the Ghost. Not this Ghost either.

(Image from Star Wars Rebels)

-The deathly stare of Mr Huffle is refusing to leave my mind, help, what do I do, I have been cursed

RUN DOCTOR RUN, HE BLAMES YOU AS WELL AS HER

DOCTOR: THE HORROR GAME Do not let him look into your eyes!

-IT’S THOSE OPEN BRAIN MEN FROM HUSBANDS OF RIVER SONG, THEY’RE BACK AT IT WTF

-”Good to keep an open mind, ha!”

“I am totally against bantering.”-

-Ah, back when his floof was still flat, calm and level one.

-Woohoo speech

-WAIT WHAT THE TARDIS SHOWS UP AT WHISTLES TOO

-Oh, so that’s why that guy’s wearing jewels in the trailer, I tought he was always like that.

-And apparently the Doctor got him out of the robot king to keep him as a companion.

-”I’m not avoiding anything, I’m just trying to save a planet.”  “Which is what you always do when the conversation turns serious.”

-”Hello Doctor nice suit”  “Hi”  “Good morning”  “Whatever”  “So uh.. what happened to Clara”  “WHOOPS GOTTA GO SAVE A PLANET BYE”

-Bet that guy wanted to rip his shirt open to reveal the supersuit inside for years

-Why are they suddenly in Japan

-”I flooded downstairs with Pokemon.”  1. I laughed at that bit in the trailer, but it’s somehow even funnier considering they’re in Japan.  2. BBC doesn’t even care about copyrights anymore. In fact, they haven’t careed for quite a while.  3. favorite scene in the episode so far.

-FUCKING TEA

-WELL IF THIS ISN’T BRITAIN

-Oh yeah, brilliant plan, have the creepy stare-y surgeons march along down the street in a line, no one will ever notice

-An ambulance? Okay, less stupid plan

-Random question: Why are those guys’ heads split diagonally and not vertically or horizontally? It gets on my nerves. Besides, what if one of them is left handed?

-That mask reveal took a turn, and uh  but uh  “Grant, the man I took for granted”  SHE’S MAKING PUNS EVEN WHILE GRIEVING

-That’s awkward

-”What do the rich old men always do when the fighting starts? They’ll find the safest place to hide themselves away and send all the young people to die.”  I feel bad that this is too true to be taken lightly.

-”Oh, there’s the smile, I don’t like the smile!”

-”You’re completely out of your mind!”  “How is that news to anyone?”  I love the dialogue in this episode

-WOOHOO

-”He’s actually left handed”  So I was right, crackheads can’t be left handed?

-GRANT, THE BOMB

-Welp

giving up on life like

The Doctor’s having none of your shit

sarcasm.jpg

-WHOA BITCH THAT HEAD IS BLANK

-”Put in a call to Osgood.” Nice reference.

-WHOOPS THAT SOLDIER

-”I’ve been away for a while but I’m back”  Also nice reference to the previous episode (that I CRIED ABOUT)

-DAMMIT STOP TORMENTING MR HUFFLE IF YOU WISH TO AVOID A PAINFUL DEATH

-OH GOD NO

SHE’S PASSING THE CURSE TO THE DOCTOR

-HE MUST BE SAVED

-REBLOG TO PASS THE CURSE TO SOMEONE ELSE OR WHATEVER

-#SAVETHEDOCTOR2017

-OH DEAR GOD THE CURSE IS WITH HIM, NONONONONO DOCTOR DON’T TAKE IT WITH YOU SHE’S TRYING TO DEFLECT ITS RAGE TOWARDS YOU

The... shirt... That’s a first.

-Oh jeebuz crisxenz now Mr Huffle is in the Tardis and he will bring bad luck to us all and he will be the reason we will be crying in any future episode ever and he will cause Twelve’s regeneration mark my words

-Dear Lord protect us

-Oh wait Moffat’s not gonna protect us is he

-We’re screwed

#watching for the first time #reaction #review #long post #whovian #twelfth doctor #peter capaldi #doctor who #the return of doctor mysterio #nardole #dw series 10 #soulless eyes #dead inside #mr huffle #is cursed #save him