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stilessflannel · 2 days

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Hi Chiara~

I don't know if you are still writing and posting but if you do I would really love to read something about Percy Jackson🙏🏻 Please

Re-reading the only Percy Jackson fic of yours for embarrassing amount of time is not enough anymore😩

the only thing embarrassing is how long i took to respond to this I’M SORRY BB

“right here? what if someone sees us?”

the summer heat had finally caught up to you. after it was announced that there would be another capture the flag day, percy jackson dragged you straight to the empty poseidon cabin, reasoning no one needed counsellors when playing a whole-camp activity. it really was foolish how you thought you’d just be relaxing with your boyfriend for a few precious hours.

but here you were: pants discarded somewhere on the floor behind you, hair messily tangling around your shoulders, your half lidded eyes observing percy’s cocky smile as you straddled him, the bright orange camp half-blood shirt you sported a beacon to any young camper who might walk past a window - the thing you were most worried about.

“no one's gonna see us angel” percy murmured, twirling a lock of your hair around his finger, looking up and observing how much of a goddess you truly looked like above him. “they’re all busy with the game. no one’s going to come searching.”

“but perce…” the thought kept nagging at you, so you rest a hand on his shoulder and lean forward, trying to see if you were about to potentially traumatise any small wandering child - or even worse, chiron - but while leaning over to peer out the window, you accidentally slip, rutting against percy's toned thigh.

a tiny whimper escapes your lips - you barely notice it yourself, but ever-observant percy sure does. something behind his eyes clicks and he grabs your hips, grinding them up and down his thigh again, causing a sharp gasp to come from you.

“do it again.”

“percy, what-“

you cut yourself off with a moan as he flexed his leg muscles, dragging you over it again with more precision so your clit rubs just right against his thigh. your hips start to move on their own accord, rutting harder and faster against him, your body instinctively chasing the feeling, before your brain recovers from the oxytocin high it just experienced and you come back down to earth, thinking clearly again.

“percy!” you hiss, looking down at him and almost moaning - messy hair, pupils dilated with lust as they watch his jeans start to get stained with your arousal to looking up at you - you didn't know whether you wanted to punch him or grab him by his shirt and kiss him until you couldn't breathe, “anyone could see us! why are you doing this?”

“the last time i checked love, you started it” he drawled, pulling your panties to the side and holding your hips harder to his jeans. you bite your lip at the feel of your clit scratching against his cargos, bracing your hands on his chest for support as he starts to rock your body across his thigh again “besides, we both know how much you’re going to enjoy this.”

you huff out a sigh in defeat, looking out the window one last time before resting your attention solely on percy. he meets your gaze and grins, starting to help you grind on him hard and fast just how you like it. “there she is, there’s my girl”

a snarky remark is lost on your tongue, mind too focused on chasing after an orgasm you could feel brewing. gentle pants escape your lips as your chin drops to your chest, lost in the feeling while your hips gain speed, percy’s hands nothing more then a gentle guide for your body. you hurdle towards an orgasm, so overstimulated by everything you’re feeling, and percy notices this from the way your breaths get shorter and sharper, the moans you’re expelling getting higher and higher.

“you gonna cum for me?” percy asks, and all you can manage is a light nod. he gently cups your face with one hand and pulls you into a kiss, the feeling of your lips lightly sliding against the others a stark contrast to how your hips are rutting down almost animalistically onto his thigh, “go on then angel” he murmurs against your lips.

one more harsh grind is all it takes for your body’s muscles to tighten from the overwhelming pleasure coursing through your veins. you moan into the kiss, one hand grabbing onto his camp half-blood shirt, the other entangled with his own, holding onto his hand for dear life as your body relaxes into his hold, finally collapsing into a heap into his warm embrace as you come down from one of the strongest highs you've ever had.

“babe, remind me to change my pants before we go out”

#again im so sorry this took so long #dont hate me please anon :(#chiaras.loveletters #chiarawritesabout.percyjackson #percy jackson headcanon #percy jackson fic #percy jackson #percy jackson fanfiction #percy jackson smut

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punkeropercyjackson · 1 day

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AHEMAHEM gaang headcanons? i’m very intrigued with the way ur brain works and the way u see the gaang… /pos

Yes ofc ofc!!!And tysm💗💗💗

They're all somewhere on the autism spectrum and trans.Aang is transmasc genderfluid,Katara is a genderpunk and mermaidkin trans girl,Sokka is a trans man and the token binary,Toph is a transmasc girl,Zuko is transmasc gothgender and Nia is transmascfem

Jet is a member because him dying was an unfair fate from a writing persective and him being used as anti-radical propaganda made me spite make it so he survived the Dai Li assassination attempt.He's bi and transneumasc

No Momtara,Yes Dadko because contrary to what Zutara shippers think parentification to little girls and an abuse victim breaking the cycle of abuse by developing into a parental figure for traumatized kids like they used to be are NOT the same thing

Aang is blasian since the inspo for his design was(The son of a black man on the crew with a chinese wife).He still shaves his head since he's a buddhist but in season 3 when his hair grew out he had baby dreads and he's full Air Nomad,just half of their black etchnic subgroup

Zuko calls Aang 'Mittens'.No reasoning,it just feels right

They all share a bed very often as non-sexual intimacy

And steal food off eachother's plates

Zuko and Nia are like.PAINFULLY obvious and unfiltered with how in love they are from the getgo but the Gaang dosen't try to get them together or constantly shove it in their face since they know they needed to go at their own pace

Aang and Nia started making windchimes for Air Nomad reasons and taught everyone else to

Toph in Book 4,about her parents:

Sokka has an infamous reputation for causing problems on purpose within the Fire Nation but unlike Katara,it's him being goofy asf instead of an eco-terrorist menace

Katara's actually well-versed on Water Tribe slang and it's history because she read up on it a lot

The Freedom Fighters thought Jet was actually dead and he didn't have a way to get back to them but they made a grand reantrance in Sozin's Comet Part 4 and they had a heartwarming reunion

Aang wears tibetan makeup <333

Nia is Otome Kei style wise and never straightens his hair and instead wears it in black styles!!

Kataang's a lot more middle school romanceish than in canon but specifically their dating dynamic because it felt a bit too mature in the comics?No hate to it but i think this is funner!

Mai,Ty Lee and Azula are honorary members

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podcastkevin · 22 hours

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This was a doozy to write if I'm being honest. This actually has a mix of my writing and my sisters. I hope this was okay, my sister says it's okay but I'm a little nervous.

For @buffymore , I hope it's okay 😬 🤞🏽

Tags: Cheating, bullying, french cigarette slur, squirting, smut, S.R and N.R are assholes, they belittle and degrade reader, really harsh please read with caution, angst? lmk if I forgot anything.

You barely make it out of the lecture hall when you're shoved to the ground. Use to it, you roll onto your back, propping yourself up on your elbows. “What are you belittling today?” “Same as usual.” Natasha kicks your shoulder, knocking you off your elbow before kicking you. You grunt when she kicks your side and wait to hear her heels to step back to get up and make a run for it to your boyfriend.

“What was that?” Steve asks as you greet him while kissing your cheek. “Nothing important. It's fine. Come on.” You readjust the strap of your backpack and taking Steve’s hand, not missing how Natasha had finally made her way down the stairs of the lecture hall building and smirked at Steve, a glint in her eye and Steve mimicks it and watches her walk away. You see it and it kinda ticks you off but you shrug it off, pulling Steve along to leave.

That was two days ago, now it's Wednesday, the middle of the week and honestly you were so bored. Walking into the gymnasium building, you make your way to your locker to change out of your clothes from track and field.

After changing, you go to take your backpack out of the locker when your being shoved into it and it closes behind you. “What the fuck?” “Hey there faggot.” Sighing, you rest your forehead on the locker wall across from you. “Why are you in the guys locker room, Nat?” She ignores you, kicking the door of your locker and making you flinch. “Saw you with your boy toy. Quite a cutie if I gotta be honest, maybe I’ll steal him from you and fuck him.” “He wouldn't do that to me.” “Sure. You’ll see.” You roll your eyes as you hear her heels click away out of the room, now realizing that you’re stuck for twenty minutes until the basketball team arrives.

As you wait for the team to arrive, you feel your phone buzz, your lucky that the upper shelf is only half of the locker as your able to reach up and grab it to answer it. “Hey Babe, what's up?” “Um, I won't be able to come get you.” “What- Steve, what do you have to do to not get me?” “I-I’m just not feeling well, okay? I’m sorry. Maybe one of your friends in your clubs can drive you home?” “Steve, everyone is already gone, I stayed longer than them to get help from-.” He cuts you off quickly. “Well, maybe another club can- Listen, I gotta go.” The line goes dead and you sigh. “What?” You say to nothing as you drop your hand and lean your forehead against the locker.

You lucky it was only a few minutes until the basketball team walked in, your friend Sam letting you out as he was your locker neighbor and having some time before his basketball practice he even gave you a quick ride home.

Dragging your feet up to your apartment, you let out a big huff as you drop your bag and kick off your shoes. When you open your eyes, you’re surprised to hear the bed creaking, smiling when you think Steve is maybe humping your pillows and you get excited cause you could honestly use a release.

Walking down the hall, you start to hear moans that don't sound your boyfriends. He must be watching porn you conclude and you walk closer to the door and open it. “What the fuck!!” You immediately shout as you see your boyfriend buried deep in Natasha’s pussy in a mating press, her legs folded up to her chest as she turns her head to you and smirks before letting out a moan.

Steve turns around but doesn't stop. “What the fuck do you think your doing?! How could you do this?!” “Are you really surprised?” “Who wouldn't?! I thought you fucking loved me and now i find out your fucking the bitch that has made my whole semester here a living hell?!” “Oh my god!”

Natasha shoves Steve away, the slick sound when his cock slips out makes you sick as Natasha approaches you, dragging your chair from your desk and shoving you into it before turning to Steve who tosses her hand cuffs and cuffs you to the arm of the chair. “Hey- What the fuck, let me go!!” You pull at the cuff even though you know it'll be caught by the arm rest. You can't even turn away, your chair broke months ago from fucking to hard on it.

She returns back to Steve, crawling on her hands and knees, showing off her ass and wet pussy as she moves to face you, a smirk clear on her face as Steve positions himself behind her and enter her swiftly. You look towards the bedroom door, the sounds are torture itself. Slick, wet noises and Natasha clearly exaggerated moans.

“Fuck, She's so much tighter than you, Mn. So much better than you.” You look back over, only looking at their faces with a stern look but the tears and your reddened eyes give away your pain as your jaw clenches so tight your teeth may break. Natasha moves to her knees, a hand reaching back to hold herself up by Steve's neck, the male moaning into Natasha's neck.

A few more thrusts, Steve leans back, pulling Natasha with him as her legs are bent and spread and she cums on his cock when he hits her g-spot, squirting onto the sheets and on the floor near your feet. “Oh fuck, yes, shit. Come on, Mn, look at me.”

You've looked back to the door a while ago and you can hear her stand along with Steve. She grabs your face, turning you to her. “If you liked pussy I bet you couldn't please women.” “His dick is too small. Couldn't even please me.” Steve interjects and they both chuckle when you yank at the cuffs, getting a little pissed. “Aw pissy puppy.”

She slaps your cheek as she leans on the other chair arm, raising her leg as Steve stepped forward to do the splits sideways, Steve grips her thigh and enters her again.

She's split eagle sideways, leaning on the chair and you know they're doing it on purpose and you don't even have the energy to doing anything anymore other than grit your teeth and suffer cause that's what they want you to do. They're trying to make you feel like nothing and if you were honest, it was working.

Her moans were right next to your ear and every thrust Steve shoved into her pussy would shake the chair. “Come on, Mn, don't look so grumpy.” Steve smirks and Natasha reaches for your crouch but you flinch lifting your leg up to stop her. “Fuck off.” You snap, yanking on the cuffs again as you kick her leg, unfortunately for you, Steve caught her and she huffs. “Fucking fag, I could've fallen.” You roll your eyes and face the door again.

“Ah~ Ah fuck~ Steve your so fucking big, fuck.” You knew she was doing it on purpose and before you could blink Steve reaches down, making harsh shapes on her clit before she's squirting again, it getting everywhere including your pants and you flinch, trying and failing once again to yank at the cuffs.

“Just let me go okay!! I get it.” You yell when you watch them get into another position. “No. Not yet. You're gonna watch what you’ll never be able to do. You g-get to watch me satisfy her.” “Motherfuckers, you guys are assholes just let me go!!” “You're so pathetic and worthless. Can't even please someone enough they have to fake it and cheat on you.” “Fuck off, both of you, and let me go.”

They ignore you as Steve sits on the bed and Natasha sits on his lap, the other places his hands under her knees and pulls them up. "Watch him ruin me, looser." She's on full display for you as Steve pulls her knees up, She reaches down to insert his dick back inside her then both of her hand spread her lips wide, showing everything but you're staring at the door.

Between moans and groans they're belittling you, making you feel like nothing but you don't care anymore. “Don't cry you pathetic bitch. You did this to yourself.” “I didn't do jack shit.” “Exactly.” Steve says through a grunt. “You didn't do jack shit. Maybe if you were good at fucking I would've stayed. Your shrimp dick did nothing.” Natasha's hand moves to her clit, circling harshly before she's cumming and squirting again, the farthest so far as it reaches your shirt and her head is thrown back when she also feel Steve release into her pussy, thrusting deeply to shove it deep inside her to keep his cum in her.

When they settle, which was maybe about a few seconds, you watch as she smirks, walks over to your desk and picks up a photo she noticed when being fucked next to you. You don’t even struggle against your restraints as you watch her remove it from the frame, you've accepted awhile ago that there’s nothing you can do, you don’t even call out to Steve, your body limp and tired from struggling against your restraints and the only thing that shows how you feel is your eyes and the tears that still fall down your face.

Her hand reaches down to her entrance, shoving her fingers inside before pulling them out and starts finger her clit, Steve's cum drips onto the photo of you and Steve kissing, a New Years photo. Steve steps next to you and forces you to watch, grabbing your face roughly. “Watch her, fucking fag. Watch your counterpart ruin the photo.” He was calling you a pussy and you knew that. Natasha gasps and squeals at the sensitivity and her fingers pick up speed before she's cumming and squirting all over the photo, more of Steve’s cum drops onto the photo that's now soiled and soaked.

You begrudgingly watch as Steve walks over, taking the photo that Natasha picks up and licks it slowly, his eyes connected to your glare and he swipes some of his cum off of it and swipes it onto your cheek before ripping the photo, you flinch away before looking back over to them. “Uncuff me. Right the fuck now.” Steve grabs the key off the desk behind you, undoing the cuffs and you don't have time to rub at the raw skin as he grabs you and drags you out the room.

He opens the front door, throwing you out with your shoes and backpack. “We're done.” “Fucking bastard, this is my apartment!” “Get your shit later.” “How could you do this to me?” “You for real? I got with you to get to Natasha. I've been fucking her for six months.” “Prick. Let me guess, when I was in class she was the one to make that awful food.” “Yes, actually. We fucked over your food and she's been squirting onto them.” “Fucking disgusting.”

You finally stand up, slipping your shoes on and picking up your bag. “Good luck, shrimp dick.” “Fuck you. Fuck both of you. Good luck paying for this place.”

You walk off and make it to the exit of the apartment before you realize you have nowhere to go. Your feet end up taking you to your campus library where you enter and drop yourself into a chair at a table in the center.

“Uh, you okay? You look like someone thought you were the wicked witch of the west.” You completely forgot about the state those two jackasses left on you and you subconsciously adjust your hoodie. “I’m fine.” You look up to see your classmate James, or Bucky as you heard from other people in your class.

“Sorry for snapping at you. My jackass of an ex cheated on me with my bully.” “That sucks.” “It's whatever. Just kinda feeling like shit now.” “Need a distraction?” “It'd help.” “What kind?”

You look back up and your eyes meet his, a glint in his eyes and you release a breath you didn't know you were holding and your shoulders relax. “You have a place? Was kicked out of mine.” “I do.” You take a deep breath, just staring at him for a moment. You and Bucky were acquaintances but you still knew him enough. “Please.” You breath out and he smirks, closing his book and standing up with his bag. “Come on, cutie.” You smile slightly and follow behind him.

Might not be the best idea but you needed a distraction and Bucky was gladly offering you one. You won't pass it up.

#x male reader #kai blue requests 📗#avengers #steve rogers x male reader #avengers x male reader #natasha romanov x male reader #natasha romanov

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bnha-headcanonss · 3 days

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Today got so, so much weirder

Bakugo one-shot. Super light. Hopefully sweet? Idk I don’t write this type of stuff. Apologies for any typos or confusing bits. It’s 4 am. I have not slept.

Slight swearing (expected)

Word count: 1875

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I woke up, sun shining into my eyes first thing. Basically blinded as soon as I wake up, on top of that, I’m going to be late, lovely start to the day!

I get up, get dressed in my uniform, and leave for school.

“Honey what about breakfast??” Mom calls out after me.

“I’m going to be late if I stay any longer! I’ll pick something up on the way, love you!” I yelled while speeding out the door.

I hear a faint “I love you too!” As I slam the door shut and make my way down the street.

“Stop walking so fast will you?!”

Bakugo and I haven’t always been close, he’s got an explosive personality, quite the temper on him. After both of us getting into UA and finding out we were in the same class, we grew closer. Originally it was banter back and forth and absolutely kicking each others ass in matches. Basically wiping the floor with each other.

He’s got this explosion quirk which goes hand-in-hand with his personality and I have a time shift quirk. I use it a lot to dodge others attacks and find way to make their attacks blow up in their own face, in his case, literally. And he hates it.

After our back and forth harsh banter that went on for months, it turned more playful. Eventually we just became each others closest friend. And I’d hate to admit it, it’s been kind of nice. Over time I developed a small crush for him. Nothing too major. But just underneath all the anger and aggression, and ego, he’s not half bad.

“My apologies your highness.” I did a stupid little curtsy and he attempted to push me down. I grabbed onto his arm so his attempt failed. Still funny though.

“What’re you doing out here so late? Usually you’re early.” I questioned. Being late or barely on time was my thing, not so much his.

“Somebody kept me up all night.” He gave me a dirty look.

“You were the one who didn’t want to go to sleep until you got a win. You just got to get better at the game.”

“I’ll blow your fucking face up, shut your mouth.” I burst out laughing. Bakugo sucks big time at Mortal Kombat. He wasn’t much for video games in general but he saw me watching an execution clip online and got interested, typical.

We reach the school and go on with our day. We don’t talk much in class, we sat and did our work. Lunch came and we ate together.

“Hey try this.” He proceeds to dump some green sauce on my food.

“What is it?” I questioned. Bakugo loves his spicy food, pretty on brand but I can’t stand it. I do not have the tastebuds strong enough for that like he does.

“It’s nothing too bad, it’s really good, I made it myself. Try it.” He demanded.

“If I burn myself, it’s on you.”

“Nah you’ll be fine. Go on.” He sits back. I already know how this is going to go, but he made it himself and I can’t say no to that.

As expected, it burned.

“Holy shit Bakugo, this burns so bad.” I’m up and looking for anything to drink but I finished my water a while ago and don’t have anything else. Meanwhile Bakugo is practically dying of laughter in his seat. I swear he’s got tears of joy forming and I’ve got tears related to death streaming down my face. Everything feels like it’s on fire.

“Here here, you’re causing a scene.” He hands me his water bottle and I start chugging.

“I don’t care.. if I cause anything.. that shit BURNS!” I manage between chugs of water. He breaks out into even more laughter.

He was right though, I am causing a scene. I sit back down and try to gain my composure.

“What is that stuff?”

He pulls out the unlabeled bottle and holds it up like an advertisement.

“Lord Explosion Murder hot sauce, available near you.” He’s got a giant grin on his face. You don’t see him smile much, even if it is artificial, it ties my stomach in a knot, that could also be the hot sauce.

“Oh my god you’re such a nerd.” I say with a stupid smile on my face, compensated by an eye roll.

“You find it funny so clearly you love this nerd. Wait- nevermind that sounded weird.”

“Yeah right, cool it hot shot.” I laugh and brush it off, I wouldn’t say love, but I think I definitely like that nerd? I have no idea.

He looked oddly vacant when I brushed it off though. There was no emotion, just stone faced. Completely changed the tone. Luckily the bell rang, we cleaned up and continued the rest of our school day.

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“Roof?” I approach his desk as the final bell for the day rings.

“Yeah let’s go.” He packs away his things and we make our way to the roof.

We’ve been coming up here a couple times a week since becoming friends, just to talk, watch the sun go down, watch a movie or something. It’s like a moment of peace for me. I think this is originally where I started developing feelings for him. It’s just us, there’s no playing an act or anything. We learned to be ourselves and I really like who he actually is.

“What’s it gonna be today?” He questions, pulling out his laptop and turning on his Apple TV application.

“Hmm. What’s on the list?”

We made a list of all the movies we think about but can’t watch at the moment.

“So far there’s 27 dresses, uh 13 going on 30, 10 things I hate about you, god what is up with all the romcoms? All girly shit.”

“You realize who you’re talking to dimwit? 10 things I hate about you.”

“Yeah yeah.” He rolls his eyes, turns on the movie and positions the laptop in front of us both. It’s a nice day. Not cold, no breeze, just nice, warm air. Quiet.

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I must’ve been more tired than I thought because I felt my eyes getting heavier and I’ve had to catch myself from falling forward once or twice. The movies only about half way done.

“Fucking loser.” He says.

“What?”

“You’re falling asleep.” Pointing out the obvious.

“No I’m not, I’m watching the movie.” Uh-huh..

“Right.” He pulls me towards him until my head hits his shoulder. This is different, Bakugo grew some balls or something. I don’t remember much else from there though.

I must’ve been really exhausted.

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I open my eyes to the night sky and Baby Driver playing on the laptop. I barely made it through 10 things I hate about you I guess. I’m still laying on his shoulder but I feel pressure on my head, it feels like his head. And I feel a hand on my waist. Is he asleep too?

“Hm.” I test.

“Finally, fucking nerd. You fell asleep.” He’s got that softer, sleepy voice. Maybe he was falling asleep. He lifts his head and moves his hand from my waist.

“Sorry, I guess today was not my day.” I laugh it off.

“Movie was good. Liked it. I put this on right after though and it’s almost over.”

“Baby Driver?”

“Yeah.” One of the first movies we watched up here. Only because he didn’t give me much of a choice, at all. It was good though, I liked it a lot more than I thought I would, I thought it was just a car movie at first.

“Let’s finish it then.” I offer.

“That was the plan. At least until you woke up.”

“Yeah yeah. Shut up and watch.”

“You’re one to talk.”

As the movie continued I could feel his arm snake around my waist again, right back to where it was before. We haven’t moved otherwise. I’m still really close to him, I can feel the heat radiating off of him, and it’s a lot. I can’t necessarily complain though. Realistically, who would?

The movie finished and we pack up to go home. It started getting colder as the time passed and neither of us had a jacket. The school issued skirt for my uniform was killing me at this point.

I let him rant on about the movie I picked the whole way home. It sounds like he liked it. He really liked the main character because she wasn’t like all the other main characters who are all boy crazy.

“She kind of reminds me of you.” He says. I take that as an absolute win. I love Kat so much. She’s the main reason I watched the movie in the first place.

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Despite the fact that I’ve never fallen asleep on him like that before, nothing was weird. Nothing felt weird. Today was a weird day, don’t get me wrong but that was the most normal feeling part, and it was the most not-normal. I’m confusing myself.

We reach my apartment complex which is a couple streets away from his house and we make our way up the stairs.

“Again tomorrow?” He suggests. Or demands? No clue at this point.

“Tomorrow? Theres no school tomorrow?”

“You come over to my place. We’ll rewatch your movie so you can finish it this time and we can pick another one from the stupid list. Yeah?”

Me go over to his place? Today got so much weirder in just 30 seconds.

“You know, that sounds nice. See you around 1?”

“Yup. Don’t be Late.”

“I’ll try not to,” I start to walk towards my door.

“I’ll kill you if you are!” He’s still just standing there, you can practically hear his smile. You know how you sound different when your lips are upturned, yeah, that.

“You won’t do shit.” I laugh and pull out my keys.

I feel a tug on my arm and I’m met face to face with Bakugo. He grabs my face with his hands and suddenly his lips meet mine.

His hands lay either side of my jaw, thumbs on my cheek, holding my head up towards him. His lips are soft, he’s gentle. I practically melt into the kiss.

He pulls away, we lock eyes for just a couple seconds before he turns around to leave. His face was red. I feel red. I feel hot, and confused. My stomach did flips.

He did shit- not the shit I was referring to, but holy shit, he did shit. What.

“1 pm, don’t, be late,” he emphasized the don’t.

“I won’t.” I say, in utter disbelief. I see a small smile creep up on his lips before he’s out of sight.

What the fuck just happened?

Today got so, so much weirder.

#katsuki bakugo x reader #mha bakugou #bakugo #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #10 things i hate about you #kat stratford #romcom #bakugo is a softie #baby driver

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itsabouttimex2 · 1 day

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Just finished reading new chapter and I'm still not over how seamless yet clear are the transitions between memories. Genuinely with how naturally you reveal information about characters i have to sometimes go double check to make sure I'm not making stuff up.

But before i prate for too long - I came back to throw some more thoughts about part 5 at the wall and see what sticks:

- I assume Y/n's bookmark is the same piece of scarf Macaque used to bandage them. (Please tell me they washed and disinfected it thoroughly) (if not my condolences to MK). I'm guessing if we went with other master it would be piece of Nezha ribbon or a snippet of Wukong's headdress (maybe cape?)

- In part two it's said that our book has anatomical illustrations + pages pointing out weaknesses so I'm assuming that's what Savage and Rumble are after. (And Macaque too since he didn't try to stop them + distracted y/n with mooncakes and question instead. Or maybe he just doesn't care and sees it as a opportunity to manipulate his student further? Honestly not sure)

- Really looking forward to more information about the book and who gave it to Y/n!! In comments under part three you mention Tang pointing out that y/n's version of jttw had been altered but I'm unsure whenever that's also canon in this version of the story? If it is, my suspicions towards the gifter are doubled.

I don't want to make ask too long so i will cut it here. Hopefully this one has less typos than the previous one. I'm very glad you don't mind my rants about your work! Thanks for the food as always and i hope your pillow is cold on both sides every night! :]

Aahhh! I love getting your comments so much! It’s incredibly very heartening for me, and I appreciate it so much! I was honestly a little worried when I started writing it, but all the support from this community has been so incredibly wonderful! I’m really glad I decided to go through with it!

Uh, mild, mild spoilers for A Brand New Journey underneath? I’m not even sure they count. Also info on unchosen routes.

That’s exactly right! Y/N keeps little mementos of the things they cherish, and couldn’t bring themselves to to throw the cloth away- and started using it as a bookmark instead! It’s been cleaned top to bottom, which is part of why it’s tattered by now.

Wukong would’ve torn half of his headdress to pieces, regardless of how valuable that fabric was. (In his scenario, the reader would’ve been his bio child. He was planned to be pretty doting!) The Great Sage was sort of a helicopter parent, constantly checking in with clones and astral projection.

And given that Ne Zha’s scenario had Y/N as the “Fourth Lotus Child”, he was explicitly their older brother- and incredibly protective of them! He actually was going to shred his armillary sash to patch their wounds- that’s how devoted he was to their safety.

As for the book… Macaque gave it to them! Rumble and Savage made the illustrations themselves, cause heavens know that Mac couldn’t have drawn them. They’re basically big brothers trying to keep their baby sibling from getting into trouble. I wrote up miniature characters sheets for these two, actually!

Yes, the book is doctored! Macaque only wants his student knowing so much, after all. I don’t think the parts he changed are too hard to guess, haha!

#Time Talks #A Brand New Journey

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stewyhosseini-bf · 1 year

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Honestly think what’s devastating about Ken snapping at Tom for the ‘you sound a little unhinged’ line was that I never would’ve expected that reaction cause that wasn’t even the worst thing Tom’s said to shiv, even just that day. You kinda forget it’s all happening behind closed doors cause we, the audience, see it all, so for Ken to lose his shit at him over it is just like … a reality check ig

#two things:#a) do we think this is in the script or improvised. cause the ‘don’t fucking touch him was improvised’… but also we know the writers adapt #to the actors so I can see them writing that bc of that scene #anyway. and b) I know Ken would kill Tom’s ass if he head half the things from that 4x7 or 4x8 convo. anyone who disagrees suck my conk. idc #cause if there’s one thing we know it’s that he will defend his siblings from day one to forever whether they fight or make terrible #decisions with world shattering consequences #doesn’t make any of his other actions less awful but I’m just saying that’s integral to who he is as a character and you either get it or #you simply don’t understand #succession spoilers #succession #kendall roy #shiv Roy

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caterpillarinacave · 5 months

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I am. Incredibly stressed. For incredibly unimportant reasons.

#It causes me distress to know my OCs “do not exist in canon”#I’m sorry I’m emotionally attached and have spent hundreds of hours constructing characters to fill a slot the author is likely to-#Toss random half baked characters who only exist to keep the stories semi- continuous #I have outsourced this part of CC’ work. To me. It’s my work. My charcater slot.#I mean this in a very loving way- it’s not like she really cares #CC I love your work but you’re affinity for disregarding side characters for the sake of characters you prefer is killing me #Also I just love them #They are so silly #so fun #so full of life #So many sibling connections #Cc just let me write it please I love them all so much I will pour my delulu soul into it #Ps I am fully aware of my ridiculousness #It is in my nature #I’m watered by an ocean of delulu

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arthur-r · 30 days

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as usual i am up late into the night planning my future when i should be: getting a good nights sleep so that i even have a future!!

#i have work in seven and a half hours. so i should really be getting to bed #BUT i officially made my final definitive degree plan!!!! i mean not the actual classes but all the requirements i have to meet and how!!#(in order to earn: history and information science double major. with certificates in material culture and classics)#and i’m genuinely excited for every single class i have to take except for human-computer interaction #just cause i know it’s gonna get overly technical in ways that won’t quite apply to my future #anyway every single other thing i’m gonna do is very cool and exciting. so everything is good really #but i should be sleeping. and i’m not. as usual 🤧#idk wish me luck!!!! i’m so hyped about my degree plan though #i’ll go into more detail another time. i’m very excited #ANYWAY goodnight!!!! can’t be so busy planning my future in library science that i DONT GO TO MY SHELVING JOB #kind of important to actually go to work for the library that employs me….#and then i might go see a first-printing roget’s thesaurus!!!! or i’ll sleep. we’ll see #followed by lunch with GUY WHO IS THE WORST KILL HIM WITH HAMMERS #(there is nothing really wrong with me he just keeps kind of being mean to me and also expecting me to fall in love with him. but like #extremely passively and not manipulatively it’s just like. hey buddy you’re doing this friendship wrong….)#anyway then i have a class and after that i have an hour to rest. and then a phone call and then a lot of homework #(ten page paper draft due in a week and a half!! so it’s time to start writing the actual body of it)#and then i sleep for a LONG time and then work again on saturday. and then sleepover with somebody i have a crush on??#and then be normal all day on sunday and do a little more paper writing. and programming homework. and whatever else #and then keep up with the slog for three weeks!!!! and all of a sudden it’s summer!!!!#projects left this year: material culture paper (entirely unstarted. but may research the thesaurus and just win!!!!)#history project (draft due the monday after next and real paper due a week after classes end)#one more programming assignment where i adapt my recipe doubler project (probably. it’s getting stupid at this point but it’s what i got!!)#and a programming test in two weeks and then the final a week after that. then no more programming #and then i just have my weekly latin tests and a latin final on may 5th. and then EVERYTHING IS DONE #ok i got this. sorry for walking through my schedule in the tags it’s how i remember what’s real #can’t believe my fucking partner just kind of walked out on me there hello???? like. we should be powering through finals together #but i’m genuinely better off without him so i guess it’s just whatever. trash took itself out or something??#anyway. i’m so regular. and i have work in the morning. and i’m going to sleep #thank you world. goodnight

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figofswords · 1 year

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The Batman fandom has ruined the words replacement, coffee, cereal, green, pit and so many others lol. Every time I hear those words I just have a fight or flight response 😭

DONT even get me started. you should hear the sigh I make every time I see REPLACEMENT. like yes hate how are so many people so wrong

#whenever im writing Jason im always like. very carefully wording my away around having to use the word at all #bc it’s become such a fuckin Thing #like Guys that’s not How People Talk!!!!!!!!!#also ok last week I said I was gonna write out a short essay on some gripes I have about Jason characterization in the fandom #and like half of it has to do with ‘pit madness’ which. which. hrghfks #basically tldr about it. it’s some fucking bullshit that isn’t really like. canon supported #like ‘pit madness’ is a temporary thing immediately following immersion #and it’s THEORIZED that ra’s al ghul is bonkers evil bc of centuries of compounded use #but Jason went in ONE TIME and it wasn’t a full resurrection #and more importantly I THINK ITS A FUCKING COP OUT #oh here’s a deeply morally complex character who’s arc is defined by his tragedy and anger #what if uhhhh all of these complexities were caused by fuckin pit mind control or some shit and ACTUALLY he’s a good guy uwu #like WAY TO BE BORING I GUESS. GODDAMN #I don’t have evidence to support this but I suspect the whole concept came from morrison’s Jason arc #like as a way to explain why he’s completely off the rails there #but actually what you should do is ignore morrison’s arc bc morrison doesn’t know how to write Jason #ANYWAYS. Batman fandom is so annoying I’m gonna have to stop looking at it and just like #live in mt version of reality where I’m approaching comics from an increasingly scholarly angle #and read the good runs of the comics #and ignore whatever the fuck is going on with the Batman fans #asks #anonanonanonanah

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holydramon · 3 months

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does anyone else have the experience in clangen where you always seem to get like one power couple that has 5 million babies and like on one hand good for them but on the other hand please stop half the clan is your children the gene pool is in the trash

#half tempted to turn allow mating with other clans on but like. another issue is having too many babies and that would just contribute to #that. but yeah writing this cause the power couple in the clan I’m playing atm just announced they’re having another litter. literally the #moon after their last litter became apprentices. this is like their 5th or 6th litter. please.#ok but also like. do to the lack of eligible non-related bachelors. despite having so many babies they only have ONE grandchild. and they’r #adopted.#dramon thoughts

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anto-pops · 11 months

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Hello! I just wanted to drop by really quickly and tell you that I absolutely love your writing. It’s amazing!

I also wanted to take this opportunity (shy-person here) to ask if you have any writing tips? I recently started writing but I definitely need to improve it more I believe.

If you don’t have any, feel like not sharing or not answering to this please don’t feel bad.

Have a good day!

THANK YOU LOVIE THIS IS SO SWEET !! Congrats as well on getting into writing, it’s such a fun passion to develop and I definitely continue to learn and grow as time passes, there’s so many talented content creators here to take notes from :))

I’ve answered a few similar asks in the past so I’ll paraphrase a bit of what I know I said back then below the cut to preserve everyone’s feed.

To start, take your time with it ! It’s easy to get impatient and rush to finish a story when you know the direction you want to take it in which definitely translates more than one might think, so go slow and enjoy the process. Piggybacking off of that I would recommend having a tab open to look up synonyms for words you know you like to use. Personally speaking I love overusing certain phrases and words a bit too much and I worry about my writing sounding repetitive, so the use of alternatives helps a ton. It also grants you a better understanding of what you’re saying linguistically/grammatically.

I always tell people not to proofread until after they’ve finished writing but I definitely don’t follow that advice (I go back to reread my work like 48 times before I post it) so honestly whatever works best for you, do it ! Proofreading as you go helps to catch mistakes and lets you fix up the flow of certain areas, but waiting to edit until the end lets you get your undiluted thoughts on the page easier and you second guess yourself and your ideas less. Ultimately it’s whatever your preference is, I know some writers who almost never proofread/edit their works and others like myself who make themselves sick to death of their own stories because of how much time they spend analyzing the words on the page.

Also since you mentioned being new to writing, don’t get hung up on numbers !! It’s easy to lose motivation when you see something you worked hard on gain less traction than you hoped, but all that matters is that you enjoy your writing and have fun while creating ! The rest tends to fall into place :))

Good luck and happy writing my dear, I’ll be cheering you on from my end of the screen !! 🫶🏻💕

#asks #chaosartic #I get so nervous giving writing advice cause half the time I feel like I’m just talking out of my ass BUT I HOPE THIS CAN HELP A LITTLE BIT #PRACTICE YOUR LIL WRITER HEART OUT CAUSE THAT’S THE BEST WAY TO HONE THE SKILL !!#even if you don’t post your fics because you dislike how they turned out guess what ?? YOU STILL WROTE THE WHOLE THING !!#THAT’S PRACTICE BABEYYYYYYY #you got this I support you and your writing endeavors wholeheartedly I love seeing new content creators pop up all over this site #it’s like Christmas for me #MWAH MWAH GOOD LUCK I LOVE YOU !!!! <3 <3 <3

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