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yeetieyote · 1 year
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I need me some Simon “ghost” Riley thigh action
Plzzzz his thighs are to DIE for
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yeetieyote · 2 years
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LOUDER FOR THE ONES IN THE BACK!!!
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Full offense but Mellish x Reiben is valid
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yeetieyote · 2 years
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Someone PLEASEEE send me Irwin Wade smut
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yeetieyote · 2 years
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Please these did not just come up on my feed perfectly
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yeetieyote · 3 years
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Does anyone have any place/advice to post legitimate short stories?
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yeetieyote · 3 years
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“Ugh! I have to know what happens next,” I say as I close the unfinished chapter of the book I’m writing.
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yeetieyote · 3 years
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reblog this if you’re a fanfic writer & your motivation to write actually increases when readers actually show interest & give you feedback. even just a reblog or a little comment here and there
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yeetieyote · 3 years
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Wakatoshi is so dense when you go “I don’t wanna walk tmr~” he deadass goes “ 🙁 but we have plans”
Like WHATTTY GET THE HINT BABY I WANT YOU GO DESTROY MY GUTS
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yeetieyote · 3 years
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I just KNOW Denki and Mina write fanfiction
Itssoobvious
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yeetieyote · 3 years
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Ushijima X Small!Reader
I feel like anyone under 6’0 would be small to him ngl BUT this is kinda for 5’8 and under ig.
-first of all, he LOVES absolutely ADORES looking down to you. There’s just something to sweet about it.
-plus the forehead kisses <3 never too much of those.
-he likes the way his hands overlap yours. Like they just encase them, ya know? It’s adorable tbh
-when you all sleep in the same bed together, he always uses a small blanket. It means he gets to wrap his legs around yours just so his feet don’t stick out. You’re practically suffocated.
-but it’s okay, we love him and his beefy body :)
-he’s also the best hugger. Like??? Damn bro choke me with your arms.. please? He just super warm and his embrace is so comforting.
-there’s just something about him
-if your walking around places with him and your arms are by your side, he’d resort to hooking his pinky finger in your belt loops (or pocket or whatever) cause usually his arms is always bent when your hold hands cause you’re just THAT SHORT.
-close to the floor vibes
-he’ll even try to learn mockingjokes ONLY to make fun of your with them —lovingly ofc.
-wHatS tHe wEaTheR liKe dOwN tHeRe
-he relishes breathing in your scent when he places his head in your neck or his chin on top of yours.
-all in all, he’s just a really big softie
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yeetieyote · 3 years
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I feel like Inosuke is highly underrated in Mugen Train.
He’s a serious MVP
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yeetieyote · 3 years
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I feel like the ninjas would def have some side effects if we’re being realistic.
I mean Kai would definitely have burns on his body, I feel like Cole has areas where his skin is cracked and dry. For Nya, I feel like she’s terrified to go underwater because of the amount of times she’s been suffocated by her own Powers.
Jay ultimately has ADHD or sporadic Tourette’s. He’s just always moving uncontrollably. Lloyd I feel like would have depression because of all of the stress he’s under everyday as the golden ninja.
And Zane would just blank out at times. He would just space out for minutes on end, and someone would have to snap him out of it. He wouldn’t even realize he was spacing out.
But yeah I feel like those are possible side effects of the ninjas powers
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yeetieyote · 3 years
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IM SORRY BUT TREVOR BELMONT IS THE FUNNIEST PERSON EVER
His humor is unbeatable
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yeetieyote · 3 years
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Bakugo x Venom!Reader
“START!”
The first thing you can even think of doing, is turn around and take a step towards the line that separates victory and failure.
Your body freezes and suddenly you have no control over your limbs.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
The crowd is silent, watching you rolls your eyes for a reason unknown to them. Bakugo watches your backside tense ever so slightly.
“Are you insane?” Is your first question. “His quirk is literally exposions. Do you know what those have?” Is your next blatant question. “Fire. Venom, they contain fire.”
You can’t feel his scoff run through you like a shiver. “So? You can dodge it with my help.”
He’s insufferable and you sigh, feeling your body become yours once more, and you take no other chance than to reach for that same borderline once more.
“No,” is all Venom retorts, attaching a black streak of goo to the floor and tugging you onto the ground with a thud. “That would be pitiful, Y/n.”
“And so would exposing our secret,” you respond, dusting yourself off as you stand, facing your opponent, Bakugo.
He looked furious.
Your quick choice to try and forfeit made his blood boil.
He wanted a fight, a deadly, insane fight.
You showed a skill of strength, one that counteracted even the strength of his blasts.
He was ready to find out what caused that power within you.
He was ready to force it from you.
“What they hell, extra? You giving up that easily? What are you? Scared?” He grinned smugly, palms already lighting up.
His position changed to offense and his body crouched closer to the ground, ready to charge.
“Shut-“ a black blob covered your mouth before you could get the second word of your sentence out.
“We’re doing this, Y/n. YOU shut up.”
You huffed, but let your body relax into a similar form as Bakugo’s.
He launched forward before you could even realize he left the floor.
Explosions pulsed from his taut hands, arms straightened behind him as he shot for you.
And again, Venom pulled you to the floor, his instincts kicking in quicker than yours.
But as the hedgehog rose above your collapsed form, you dug your shoes into his stomach, throwing him off balance and away from you.
You both got back to standing within seconds.
“He’s fast.”
Your head twitched to the right as Venom’s voice echoed in your ears, and you could only agree, chest rising and falling at a quickening speed.
“Counter his speed, I’ll think of a way to get past his quirk.”
Venom hummed in agreement.
You both went to work silently.
He used his hidden strength to pull and shove you away from every hit Bakugo tried to give, while you worked to analyze every piece of his quirk.
How he clenched his jaw when he readied a punch, or how his chosen leg bent slightly right before he threw a kick.
Not that he’d ever land a hit on you (thanks to Venom) but you still would like to be sure of every move the blond made.
“Come on you damn extra, fight back!” He shouted, his voice raised loud enough for everyone to hear.
The crowd was on edge, gripping their seats with every advance of his, just to release their breath when it never came in contact with you.
He gritted his teeth, annoyed and fed-up with your contant dodges.
If he couldn’t reach you, then he’d need you occupied with something else.
His hands slammed into the floor as he dropped his attack position.
Suddenly the ground beneath you rumbled and broke into pieces that flew towards you.
“Too many to dodge,” you spoke under your breath, digging your shoes into the floor as you raised an arm over your head. “Venom!”
Outstretched from your forearm, a dark shield morphed to cover your body, slamming into the pieces of rubble that had no fight against your indestructible protection.
They all shattered upon impact and fell into dust piles around you.
By the time the dirt settled, you had already started walking towards the shocked Bakugo, chin up with confidence.
He faulted, hands falling to his sides as his face screwed up with disbelief.
No one has ever been able to stop him, until you.
“Who are you,” he asked, voice failing him as his tone was low and hesitant.
Slowly, your left hand reached his chest, fingers settling on his uniform as soft as humanly possible.
Venom and your voice mixed together.
“We are something your puny brain can never understand.”
He flew back as a sudden gust of strength shot through him, strong enough to make his backside slam into the wall at the end of the stadium.
You let your hand fall limp by your side, shoulders slumping as you backed away.
“Y/N WINS THIS ROUND!”
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yeetieyote · 3 years
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Chishiya walked up to the door just as someone else rounded the corner, searching for the same room.
"So you realized it too?" He and Arisu locked eyes.
Then... they both fixed their gazes on you, your smile, and your body leaned up against the apartment entrance.
"Yes..." Arisu answered after a long pause. "The safe zone is in this apartment."
He approached the door and you shifted away to let him reach for the handle. He holds it in a tight grip, but never moves.
Chishiya gives a blank stare. "Aren't you going to open it?"
"Why did the tagger chase us," Arisu asked, lowering his head. "They could have just waited here."
"Something else we don't know about, boys," you piped in with a shrug and a gestured to rush Arisu, who paled in fright.
"However," Chishiya adds with the raise of the phone in his hand.
Time: 3:00...2:59...58...
"If you don't open it..." He didn't have to finish for Arisu to understand his point with a nod. With a strongly mustered but shaky breath, the door creaked open.
It was a dark, weird-shaped, bare room. A sink in the corner and a door near the back. Nothing was out of the ordinary.
Arisu went for the second door, you and Chishiya crowding around him.
Arisu held the doorknob. Chishiya used his phone to check the time. You stepped back to search the room.
In an instant, both boys were pushed aside by you. Chishiya was quick to react when the second tagger —you found in the corner of the room— lifted a gun to shoot.
He used his charged taser on the tagger and watched them fall limp to the floor.
Heavy breathed and shivering bodied, everyone stood to their feet, slowly and unsteady.
"Never hurt to be pre-"
You cut off Chishiya's smug sentence when you pushed him and Arisu away. In the split second of your reaction, you ducked away with the blonde and made it outside of the door.
You tried to breath deep and settle your racing heart. "Now, this is fun."
Chishiya hides his wide, full of shock eyes behind strands of fallen hair. He could only praise your quick movements.
"Someone come here," a shout echoed, belonging to Arisu. "The safe zone is in Apartment 406. We need two people to clear the game!!"
With a hand on the doorknob, Chishiya sighs. "Seriously," you groan.
A loud bang sounded, followed by several gun shots. "That can't be good," you whined, eyebrows knitting together.
You opened the door and Chishiya led the way in, though, it was you who peaked around the corner, just to get a close up view of a gun.
You flinched back, taking Chishiya with you as the gun rang out and Arisu could be heard struggling.
"Someone! Help!!"
Panting, you eyed the blonde — who was alert but still showed no sign of self-sacrifice to help Arisu. He watched your squeeze your eyes shut before throwing yourself into the bullet-sounding room.
His jaw went slack and for a moment, he went forward in aid. But a rain down of shots stopped his advances.
He took another peek inside. Arisu was on the floor. You were trying to escape the chokehold of the tagger. And a new girl suddenly flew into the room from the window.
"Oi," he called to the short-haired girl and held up his taser.
She got his message and rolled closer to you and the tagger, catching the taser Chishiya threw for her.
It all happened so fast. Usagi electrocuted the tagger, releasing you from their airless hold. Arisu and Usagi slam the button, right at the last second.
GAME CLEAR
Wheezing, you picked yourself off the floor and worked to calm your breathing.
The tagger by your feet sat up, their helmet a ways away. It was an older women. Her lips were trembling and she looked severely shaken up.
Everyone stared in silence... until the band around her neck beeped and her head exploded soon after. Everyone gasped and turned away from the splattered blood.
Snapping out of the stunned and disgusted trance, Chishiya faced away from the murder scene.
Arisu and the girl slipped past you and him, shuddering as they stepped away from the blood-ridden walls.
It silent as Chishiya walks around before eyeing the dead woman. He crouches next to her and pats down her body.
You grimace. "Woah, there Chishiya. That could be considered necrophilia, ya know."
He has to choke back his surprise as his hand freezes over the body. He pushes away the shiver that reaches him and opens the pocket near the woman's thigh.
You eye his veiny hands warily. He pulls out a slip of paper and tucks it into his own pocket before you could catch sight of what was on it.
He catches your jealous glare and smirks. "If you would come with me, I'll show you the paper," he bribed, stepping closer to you.
Shutting up him up just like the last time, you flick the piece of hair in front of his eyes and walked off. "I'm not interested."
Chishiya could snicker. Funny girl.
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yeetieyote · 3 years
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Chishiya didn't know who got to the game first—just that he wasn't far behind.
Not particularly caring to lift his head, he covered his charging weapon with a leg and went to looking eerie and unbothered from under his jacket.
His hooded glare was surely enough to make people run the other way or even hesitant to approach, so it was to his surprise when a pair of sneakers joined his side.
Still, he resisted the urge to look up.
More footsteps. More facial recognizes. And more registered people.
Just how many more? Chishiya couldn't give a shit about it. Just meant more sacrifices for him — not that he minded more.
REGISTRATION HAS CLOSED
Chishiya lifts the device to his face, listening to the words of the voice as they appear of his screen.
There are a total of thirteen participants. The game will now commence.
He could feel the lingering stares when everyone glanced around the room with a range of emotions.
Difficulty: ♧ Five of Spades ♧
The person next to Chishiya took the time to roll out their ankles. From across the room, someone else crouched down to stretch.
Heh, they've done this before, Chishiya thought, side-eyeing the weirdly familiar shoes. But he couldn't care less. They're all going to die anyway.
Game: A Game of Tag.
Rule: Run away from the tagger.
Clear Condition: Discover the safe zone hidden in one of the building rooms within the time limit.
Time Limit: 20 minutes. After 20 minutes, the bomb hidden in the building will explode.
TWO MINUTES TILL GAME STARTS Find your starting positions.
Chishiya did exactly what was ordered and turned around, thankfully being the only one in the elevator.
He stepped out into level seven with his hands in his pockets, hood up, and glanced over the small balcony wall.
"If you can choose your starting positions" He walked toward the left end of the hallway and rested on the ledge overlooking the parking lot. "Then, this is the perfect position."
Arms crossed over the balcony, body slumped, he had the perfect view of everyone of each floor. All-
"Eleven people?" He let his eye sweep over everyone, eyebrows pulling together. "Only eleven?"
Thirteen participants, minus himself equals twelve, but he could only see eleven.
Interesting, he grins. His attention is caught by the two people who just happened to be in the same floor as him.
Chishiya smirks and waves his hand in a semi-teasing way.
The older, bulkier guy stops and stares. His face stays blank and he walks away, never returning the gesture.
Chishiya grimaces. "That's nasty."
He hums to himself, moving closer to the half wall and resting on it. "Let's see," he trails, eyes squinting. "Everyone looks like they're about to die. As usual."
THE GAME WILL NOW COMMENCE GAME START
He opens his mouth to slip out a slick sentence, when someone beat him to it and left to him to freeze in place. "Tagger's on the move, huh?"
Those words... That voice... They wasn't his.
He masked his face of surprise under his lidded-eyes and bored smile. "Good thing you've got the birds eye view," you chuckled, heading throwing back. Chishiya felt his stomach drop.
There you were, crouched right behind him, on the ledge that surely wasn't safe, but you ignored the dangers.
"It's you," Chishiya confirmed with a raised voice. Done with your chuckling, you put your weight on the front of your toes, closing the space between you and him. "Hey," you replied nonchalantly.
"So," he tried with a growing grin. You hopped down from the ledge, silencing Chishiya easily.
"This whole seventh floor tactic you've got going on..." you gestured your him. "It's smart...but no fun."
He couldn't stop trailing you with his eyes as you moved in circles around him. He felt like a spotlight was on him and your eyes were the analyzer.
But he pushed through the feeling to shrink back into himself and smirked. "I have an idea of fun," he said, wanting to bring back the topic of a recent conversation.
"Don't," you interjected with a mocking sigh. "I know what you're going to say. So again, I'm not interested," you said so fluently, it felt like you have prepared that sentence for him.
"That band you have around your wrist, blondie?" He cringed. "I don't want one of my own, thanks," you spit with a irritatingly sweet smile.
He deepened the arrogant look to his face, thanking his observation skill for picking up the slip up in your words.
"So, you know of us?"
There's no one that could've missed the clench in your jaw.
"Look, Blondie-" "Chishiya."
You huffed, and retreated down the hallway, throwing the words over the shoulder. "Look, Chishiya, I'm not interested."
He tried to ignore the wonder in what your plans for this game were, and turned back to his original spot with a smirk. What a character.
A voice suddenly echoed. "Everyone! The tagger is currently at the second level of the central area! The tagger has bad vision because of his mask. Let's inform eachother of the tagger's location!"
"It's a good idea," Chishiya says out loud at the persons idea. Using others for teamwork to win. "But no one with respond."
"Sounds like a plan!!" A female replied and Chishiya could sigh at the shouter.
"The tagger is moving from the court level of the central area! Anyone nearby, run!"
He hums in interest at the second voice; someone new. He gazes at the called-out area.
Someone ran out in full view, and straight for the tagger's back. They took the man down with a harsh thud, and in the few second it took for the tagger's vision to clear, the culprit was long gone.
The sweatpants... Roughed you sneakers...
"Don't tell me," Chishiya dragged off with a snicker. "Ah...she's pretty good." Hatter might like her.
More gunshots. This time... unwavering.
Found it, he though with pride, looking down at the bullet-hole ridden walls. His phone beeps.
Time: 6:30...29...28...
Taking off his hood with a sly purse of his lips, he heads for the determined room. "Shall we begin?"
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