Ias2xoo - Michaelcorleonesmistress

dabi’s the type to get a tongue piercing just to fuck u stupid with it

imagine fucking dabi after a mission gone well and fucking him after a mission gone bad

dabi’s fuck playlist consisting of partynextdoor, deftones & miguel

dabi promising to die for you while y’all fuck and only u

painter!dabi painting a pic of u sleep after a long night

a comment i got on my ghost babble…. they must be new here

denki kissing ur stretch marks asking you to promise to never do it again for him ok? 🥺

him 100% listening to kpop but he’s also an avid kdrama watcher and sometimes him & katsuki exchange recs

his birthmarks consisting of little lightening bolts

he’s bi4bi and t4t hate to say it

him shooting lil shocks through you when he cums

✧ ｗｉｔｈ ｇｏｄ ａｓ ｍｙ ｗｉｔｎｅｓｓ

𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴: 𝘣𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘨𝘰 𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘪, 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘪

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩, 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙮

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kiri told me i should write this and i thought it’d be a good idea. i considered just calling you but i know your busy with the kids and pregnancy and shit. dammit. i guess i should tell u why i’m texting you this well i’ll just fucking say it then. i love you. shit i’ve never said that shit before.

i’ve loved your stupid face and stupid laugh since first year, y/n and like a dumbass i didn’t think to tell u once. but then you got with icyhot and forgot all about me. yet you didn’t see me complain once. cause you were happy and i couldn’t give two shits who made you happy. then i had to give up on u or i’d lose out on being number one hero. yet here i am with neither. don’t you realize, he made me choose.

but now it’s been years and i still fucking love you. and seeing you pregnant with that bastards child only makes worse. and ive had to stop myself from doing something i should have never even thought abt doing in the first place. i had to stop myself from loving you, y/n. not just for urs or his sake but my own. i knew i could never have you. i knew i could never love you yet i do. yet i want you.

Omg, I loved your little blurb about Shoto and Y/N in the library! If you’re not taking requests then I apologize, but could you write a part two to it? Maybe after graduation? Thank you 🙏♥️

[ read part 1 here ]

you sat down at the restaurant table. it was a fancy one, a new one shoto insisted on going to as soon as you both were free from your jobs. you both had only graduated a few months ago but barely had time for each other. thus shoto insisted that any time you both were free would be reserved for you to spend time together.

you subtly checked out the man you’ve watched grow since you both were sixteen - he was beautiful. “i’ve missed you.” shoto said, not so subtly checking you out.

“i’ve missed you, too.” you smiled as the waitress set down two menus.

“so how have you been?” you asked, eyes glancing over the various appetizers.

“izuku and ochaco are officially dating.” he answered, flagging down the waitress before setting down his menu.

“oh?” you looked up smiling before noticing his nonchalant expression. “oh.”

“yeah, i don’t think it’s what’s best for them right now.” the waitress set down both of your foods.

“well, maybe they’re happy.” silence passed as you both ate. it was always fun settling down and talking with shoto. even if the conversation topic was one of your mutual friends.

“do you think we’re happy?”

you looked up from your plate with surprise. where was this coming from? “o-of course! baby, i love you.”

suddenly he got up, kneeling in front of you. reaching in his back pocket, pulling out a tiny black box. your hands immediately went up to cover your mouth in shock. “i brought you three rings before i settled on this one. so hopefully you like it.” his other hand went up to scratch the back of his head.

“shoto…”

“when i first saw you it’s like i could breathe again and when you kissed me i could love again. i never thought i would ever deserve someone like you. but you deserve so much more and i promise to be the best i can be for you, if you allow me. if you allow me, i will make sure your tears are never bitter, your pain never goes unnoticed, your love never wasted. y/n, will you marry me?”

tears welled in your eyes at his words. how could someone ever love you this much? “yes.” you answered, hugging your fiancée.

“is that the best you can do?” simon asked, chuckling underneath his mask. he was supposed to be training you but you could barely land a punch on the six foot soldier.

“fuck you.” out of breath, you put your hands on your knees in an effort to catch your breath. “quit going easy on me.”

suddenly reinvigorated, you get back into your stance, preparing to try again. locking eyes with your opponent, you attempt a two hit combo only for him to block each once again.

“fuck!”

“nice moves.” soap entered the room, sipping on a cup of coffee. “try going for his legs, fuckers too big for his own good.”

taking his advice you readied your stance for one last time. with a surprise attack, you slid on the ground, using pure strength to hopefully knock him over. suddenly out of no where your vision went black.

“you’re crushing me.”

“i’ve been waiting for you to kick my ass.” Simon said, helping you up.

“thanks for the show, guys.” Soap laughed.

shoto learning to cornrow your daughter’s hair

you putting him on brent, party and bryson

you playing kirk franklin and him knowing the whole song

him finally moisturizing his dry ass skin when you put him on lotion

you braiding his hair for fun one day

his favorite feature of yours either being your lips or ass

idk how on purpose it was, but i love how in 1917 the generals are played by big actors while Sco and Blake were pretty new to the movie scene, bc the generals are the faces of the wars and the soldiers all unknown, it's a neat detail and I wanna believe they did it with intention

REBLOG IF ITS OKAY TO TALK TO YOU.

Please.

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𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴; 𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘺𝘢𝘮, 𝘫𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺, 𝘯𝘦𝘺𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘪, 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘪 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘭𝘰’𝘢𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨; 𝙬𝙖𝙧, 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩

𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙙𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙬𝙤𝙩𝙬 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙠𝙖 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙙𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙨!!

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The clan would be lying if they said you were the ideal mate for the future Olo'eyktan. You were bad-mouthed, ill-tempered and far too unpredictable even for the Na’vi. But you paid little mind to the various different words now associated with your name. You were to be mated with the future chieftain and love of your life, Neteyam.

Life had been easy with the eldest of four. His family had accepted you with open arms back before you had even fallen for him. So when you insisted on attending war parties, they were eager to have you by their sides on the battlefield.

Battles usually went one of two ways - clean and easy with little to no casualties or high risk and unforeseen consequences. It seemed this one was the latter as the party had been backed into a corner without your ikrans to provide aerial support.

At this point, there was a handful of options and the clan wasn’t too keen on falling on a consensus.

“We charge!” A younger Na’vi bellowed, bow bouncing in the air. Other voices agreeing whilst others booed.

“Splitting for the ikrans is the best idea, Jakesully.” An older Na’vi, who seemed to already have healed scars coloring his blue body, spoke calmly with the ease of a determined warrior.

“Let me think for second!” Jake exclaimed, clearly overwhelmed with the weight of the clans men’s lives on his back.

“Ma Jake, you will get us through this.” In came Neytiri, comforting the agitated male.

With the distant sounds of gunfire slowly dissipating, it gave the party space to think and contemplate your current predicament. You grew inpatient, sitting in one place knowing the enemy was just a few hundred feet away waiting, making eye contact with Neteyam who stood with his father.

Sitting on the large rock you watched as groups of men continued to converse different ways for this situation to go. As you began tapping your leg in preparation, little did they know you were cooking up your own plan.

Making eye contact with your mate for one last time - who currently eyed you with that same look he usually gives you before a brief scolding - you stood slowly backing into the forage behind you.

You ran towards where the previous gunfire only stopping when you knew you were close. You looked up at the trees to determine which one would give you the best vantage point before preparing to climb it. Sliding your bow over you chest, you steadied yourself into the ground below.

“Y/n!” A familiar voice echoed out.

Ears piqued, your eyebrows furrowed. “Nete?”

An out of breath Neteyam ran towards you, stopping in front of you to catch his breath. “I,,,” he muttered. “Trying to run out of here already?” He asked, eyes landing on yours.

“Listen.” You already knew where this was going.

“I do not wish to hear it. My father told me to fetch you. You’re coming with me.” He went to grab your arm but you pulled back, leaving him surprised as this was the part where you would usually gave in.

“No, I am staying here and you are leaving.” You whisper-yelled at the 8 foot tall male. “ I have something to do and it is important.”

“Important? You think I do not understand-“ He rolled his eyes, “I do not like seeing you act the way you do but I love you despite it. But now, I cannot sit and watch you commit such dangerous acts.”

“No, you don’t. If you understood how I felt at all about situations like this then you’d let me go.” You cut him off.

“And what about my feelings? Do they not matter?” He insisted.

“They do-“

“Then do not risk your life, yawne. For me, come back with me and let my father figure it out. “ He whispered with urgency sensing exactly how this would end.

Seconds would pass in silence as birds cawed above. You stood looking at the ground in contemplation. You took a deep breath before speaking again.

“I am sorry. This is far too important for the sake of the clan and I must do what I have to.” You felt Neteyam’s chest fall with every word that escaped your mouth.

“Y/n, please do not do this.” But you had made up your mind.

“Hayalovay, Neteyam te Suli Tsyeyk'itan.” You reach upwards, exchanging a deep kiss with your mate. He neglected to open his eyes and you departed. Perhaps to not see what would happen next as you ran ahead, leaving him alone once again.

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(meant to be a blurb but guess who got carried away)