Truer Words Have Never Been Said

a cat boy is a human(male) x cat hybrid

wip?

ooh, I’m actually thinking about closing my requests.

two shoto prompt requests.

cat!boy dabi (the fuck is a catboy omg I have no idea pls explain.)

Sweetheart sequel (oneshot)

Sugar daddy!shoto (maybe hc’s)

Soft bf!shoto drabble

Dragon king bakugou (drabble)

Jealous shoto (oneshot)

yaoyorozu!reader x soft!yan!shouto (drabble)

BTS headcanons

This will include :

what kind of affections they will give you and what they expect :

min yoongi

nsfw headcanons

ass boobs thighs

gaming headcanons (jungkook only)

idol x bts headcanons

rebolgs are okay

mark zuckerberg looking ahh

Anit depressent pill taking ahh

Losing johnny ahh

this will keep me fed for atleast a week, thanks @empresskylo

hi, i just imagined simon, all big and scary, head to toe in black. but cut the cameras down a little and you’re clutching his bicep, hanging off his arm with a big grin on your face like the pretty little thing that you are. in a tight little pink dress that he can’t stop admiring. the complete opposite of him in every way.

you don’t tell him, but your feet are killing you. ofc simon notices even though you try to pretend like you’re fine—complaining about your heels just seems so silly. but he’s scooping you up into his arms, his face stoic and grumpy, but he doesn’t mind. nope, and he’s even got your heels hanging from his fingers as he carries you back to his apartment.

he loves his hyper feminine girlfriend, loves that your feet hurt from your obnoxious heels, loves your tight pink dress, loves your sweet perfume, loves your long sparkly nails, loves your big goofy grin. and he loves how you look next to him—he stands there all brooding, in all black, hood pulled on, frowning, but his calloused hand is laced with yours, so soft and girly beside him, smiling up at him like he walks on water. you two definitely draw strangers attention when you stroll down the street.

Jason and Medea

Stand your ground, lover. Do not be afraid to speak up. So many times your thoughts and feelings have been suppressed, you feel as if your microphone has been left off and the band has already started to play. Do not let the world suppress your voice. Stand on the mountain and shout, child! Shout! You have so many thoughts, so many ideas, the world could be so much better if you could only get your hands on it!

I made another quiz!

Which Pair of Lovers in Greek Mythology are You?

some mha headcanons

bakugou has a playlist that contains: imagine dragons , fall out boys , Eminem and artic monkeys

denki loves cart rides at malls [he forces bakugou to join too]

mina is a champ in just dance no one beat her till now

jirou has a playlist for every genre

mha incorrect #2

izuku : * loses katsuki in crowd *

izuku : hey todoroki i think we lost kacchan

todoroki : just wait and watch

todoroki (screaming) : u know deku he is way better then bakugou i think deku should be future no 1

katsuki appearing out of nowhere : WHAT DID U SAY ICY HOT

where is ittttttttttt AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

SCREAMIN CRYIN THROWIN UPPPPPPP

i dont think you write this type of fic and it’s fine if you dont. but you’re one of the writers here on tumblr whose work i really admire so i want to share it with you. ☺️

just wanna let you know about my stepcest kink obsession w/ price (maybe even ghost tho i think price has more of a daddy yet fatherly vibe to him). coz im a degenerate and i really like stories that toe the line of forbidden yet passionate and pure yet steaming with filth. i hope this doesn’t offend your values and sensibilities. 😘 ———————

john settling with someone who is ‘safe’ for the sake of settling down. deciding that even the thrill of missions, the fight’s bloodlust, and the satisfaction of an op’s success isn’t enough to fill the emptiness inside him. the idea of someone to go home to and having somebody waiting for his safe return screams security to him. and despite the lack of passion and burning of his soul for them; of knowing that he’s simply committed because of the overflowing loneliness, he soldiers on and try to find peace and comfort in it.

he knows they were previously married with a child who is already an adult in society’s standards. they also have no desire for more children which is just perfect for john’s life plans. after all, he wouldn’t want to bring up a child only for him to leave them behind in case he die while on mission. he only wants security and companionship anyway. so yes, this is perfect. this is enough. it has to be.

everything was well; the wedding went smoothly and even though their kid was not able to attend due to the occasion’s suddenness, the entire event is nonetheless considered a success. everything is going according to plan. and after some time of embracing married life and the solemn blandness that comes with it, when they had the chance to meet said elusive kid, they can now confirm it. everything is not going according to plan. someone fucking help him.

because he swears his partner’s kid is perfection immortalized. a ray of sun after the bitter cold with their warm reception, easy acceptance, and gentle yet alluring smile. a drink of fresh cold water after a day of sweaty grueling hard work with their lilting voice, soft hands, and tender gestures of care. a peaceful lull of silence after the never ending sounds of fighting and gunfire with their caring affection, firm yet kind words of support, and sincere understanding in their eyes. it fills his heart with serenity. and it fills his head with trepidation.

his worry mounting by the day as he looks forward to waking up and greeting them with a lightness in his heart step. finding peace with sharing a cup of coffee and a quiet conversation while he smoke his cigar. giving him a sense of domesticity with helping them prepare the day’s meal and going out with them to do basic outdoor chores. his apprehension climbing up as he discovers himself feeling content and satisfied with these simple moments.

he loses sleep when he started to realize what is happening. his mind plagued with guilt towards their partner for harboring these feelings. he’s not a man to hide from the truth and he knows what he’s doing. he’s emotionally cheating on them. he’s falling for another and it is with disgust when he acknowledges to whom they are falling for. because never in his wildest dreams would he dare think of lusting after his stepchild like he’s in some cheap porn plot. and as days pass by, he found that desire evolving into something deeper. one that claws at his chest leaving it empty and aching to be filled. but how could they not when this person evokes all emotions he truly thought the war had already taken —if not erased— from him? the bleakness in his life suddenly becoming lighter, the change so abrupt that he still can’t believe how it happened. rather, he still cant believe that there can be an improvement. too used to the bitterness of his chosen life that the sudden found sweetness jarred his very core. the ease of how they can make him smile (and sometimes even laugh —a true one, mind you— and not just the sardonic grin he usually wears) was as exhilarating as when he first got into the military; bright, hopeful, and full of zeal. the foreignness of it taking him to a new high; the camaraderie he only ever felt with his team, forged after a death defying mission together is achieved within a short time of knowing them. is this what they call ‘soulmate’?…he doesn’t know but it’s the only explanation that makes sense. finding your soul’s other half and suddenly discovering that there is life after life.

and the thirst..fuuuckkk..its all consuming and he feels it slowly taking over his sanity. simple and light touches that shouldn’t be anything but innocent brings goosebumps on his skin and hugs that should be familial makes him shiver that he has to bite his tongue to stop the low groan from escaping. never before had his dick throbbed as hard as it did when he saw the outline of their sex imprinted on the billowy gray sweatpants they were wearing. seeing it on his peripheral when they reached down on the fridge as they’re preparing for dinner. the fall of the fabric sticking to their skin enhancing the shape and plumpness of their ass. it took all of him to not grab their hips, bury his face between their legs, and to just stick his tongue and drown in sin. fuckin’ type of clothing should be illegal.

‘jesus fuckin’ christ’…the control and discipline he cultivated for years flying out the window as he excused himself hastily. hiding in the bathroom to furiously stroke his raging erection to the thought of how good they would feel in his mouth, he could almost taste it…his tongue lolling out as his hips starts to thrust in sync with his fist. a confused call of “daddy?…” behind the locked door has him aggressively biting his other hand to muffle the sounds of the violent and sudden orgasm that overcame him. ‘…bloody hell..’ he had fucked his fair share of cunts and cocks in his lifetime but never had he felt such an intense climax that he saw pricks of white, too blinding that he had to blink a few times to recover his vision. his cum jetting out in thick ropes so brutal his knees shook and he was left gasping for air.

he’s not new to this. he has experimented here and there especially in his youth, cooped in with men and women equally as young and as horny as he was. not to mention the tempting offers of one night stands he sometimes indulge in while on break. his celibacy is always due to his busy schedule, never because he lacked options. but this? this is uncharted territory. never before has he felt such fierce sexual attraction and connection to anyone in all his years.

he’s not unfamiliar with the perverse. but he’s aware that this is beyond perversion. this is taboo. and with his hand still dripping with cum and his dick still swollen and aching for more, he can only close his eyes with dread for what’s there to come. someone fucking save him.

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might also post this on my timeline but not really confident in my writing as im more of a reader 😅

-tcw

What's crazy is I really do want to write stepcest smut (thought about it yesterday) BUT I WAS SO SCARED OF BEING SEEN AS A DEGENERATE BUT IF Y'ALL ARE INTO IT?? I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS???

AND TCW I READ THIS IN PUBLIC. Just know that I have a bag on my lap now.

Kpop fans need to understand

Things that need to be tolerated: 1 - idols are also human! They know pain, tiredness, feeling, love

2 - FANS SHOULD NOT OWN IDOLS! WE HAVE TO NO RIGHTS TO TELL THEM WHAT IS BEST FOR THEM

3 - no matter if that show or concert has many people in it but HEALTH ALWAYS COME FIRST

4 - just because they are female idols doesn't means they need to be girly every time! If fans can diss them! Idols can too!

this is hands down my comfort weather