Headcanon that they actually do sell Eraserhead merchandise, even though Aizawa isn’t all too happy about it. But underground hero or not, he has gathered at least a little fanbase, and there are being toy googles looking like his or scarfs similar to his “weapon” being sold.
Aizawa may or may not come to terms with that merchandise a little bit more when one day, he and his class are going shopping and when he turns around - having let the kids out of his sight only for a few seconds - he is greeted with the sight of twenty children wearing yellow Eraserhead-goggles and scarfs and posing, reciting things like “No good hero is a one trick phony” or “Logical ruse, guys!”
Aizawa nearly freaking loses it, very uncharacteristically for him, when he gets to witness the kids putting one pair of goggles on Toshinori’s head and the retired hero merrily joining in on their “cosplay”.
He does take pictures of those clowns pretending to be him, though all the while swearing that Mic will not get to see those.
;warnings — a lil bitty angst | vampires having gross sex with humans | mentions of blood without any actual bloodshed | hormones | biting | uhh showerhead play | ass-bruising but not in the way you’re expecting | bloodsucking | romance
;summary — vampires were just folklore until yoongi became one. now he’s got only two emotions: you and hunger. and tonight, you let him feed off you.
;word count — 12k
;a/n — a last-minute idea to revamp (pun intended) this mediocre sex scene i wrote last year just in time for the spooky holidays. this was supposed to be a series but i lost steam. happy halloweewee!
Request: “im literally down for anything about peter
because i love him but could you do one where the reader finds out about him
Peter Parker x Reader
Chemistry was always approached half-heartedly by most of the students at your
school, since it was the last lesson on a Monday. That’s why you were quite
intrigued by how giddy Peter Parker looked as he mixed various concoctions, his
eyes shifty as he fiddled with something underneath the table. Being the
curious creature you were, you approached your friend, leaning beside him
fun?” You voiced, causing the fidgety boy to jump.
(Y/n), didn’t see you there.” He replied awkwardly, stuffing his hands into his
After a round of some very simple communication, Stan manages to convey that he is quite proficient in mechanics, but to his disappointment it wasn’t with much kindness that he was offered a job by this alien, it was for more labor with little to no pay. But as far as he cares at the moment it’s better than being stuck out in the multiverse with nothing to his name, fairing only a little better than he was on Earth before this catastrophe.
A/N: College!AU, Jock!AU. I was originally going to do orgasm denial for Wonho(e), but then Dramarama happened and yeah - I can’t be held responsible for my actions.
The smell of chlorine permeates the space, reaching you where you’re seated in the first row of the stands. No one around you comes close to your level of enthusiasm. Your friends with you cover their eyes, laughing as you scream and wave your sign above your head.
But hey, if their boyfriends were the number one ranked swimmer in the division in three events at the moment, they’d be yelling their heads off too, you always tell them.
Word count: 944
Pairing: Peter Maximoff x Reader
Raring: M- SMUT
A/N: I’m so sorry it took forever, but here! I know it’s not the best but it’s finally up!
The two had been together for a while now. Almost a year to be exact. The tension between the two was growing stronger as the days went by. Yet, even with being legally adults, the two never got the chance to do anything, let alone be alone together.
Peter draped his arm over my side as we walked down the hallway of Xavier’s school. “Class treat you well today, babe?” He asked, his Goggles sitting on his head lopsided. I nodded and grinned at the silver haired boy. “Pretty good, Hank decided to set up a new course for us at the end of this semester… It’s kind of funny” I raised my hand and fixed his Goggles. “Oh, really? What is it?” Peter asked as we made our way to the school yard. “Sexual education and I think it’s 99% because of us” I replied at the fact it was true. That ,and Scott and Jean were getting pretty close.
Peter scoffed as we sat down at an empty picnic table, dropping our bags. “Seriously… Man we’re legal. I’m old enough to know how to put it in-” “DON’T FINISH THAT SENTENCE, KURT IS BEHIND YOU” Jubilee interrupted and sat down beside us - actually, in between us. Probably because Charles put her and the rest of our friends up to keeping Peter and I separated. Peter frowned and stood up. “Babe, want to go get food with me?” He asked, obvious excuse to find a way alone.
I was quick to follow behind him, we went walking down toward his room. “You know, we don’t even have to have sex, right? We could just go to that carnival that you like so much” Peter looked at me from the corner of his eye. I nodded. “Of course I know that but the most you’ve actually gotten to do was finger me and that was on the bus. I just want to be with you in any way we possibly ever could” I spoke softly and shrugged. We stopped at his door and he was fast to pin me in against the inside of it. His lips found mine and he pressed needy kisses to my lips. I inhaled, taking in all of this scent. He smelt so beautiful.
Much to our dismay, we heard an all too familiar BAMF and Peter sighed in hysteria, pulling away. “Really, Kurt? Man this sucks” Peter looked at he blue mutant who was grinning sheepishly. “I zhought I should finish my homevork”. Peter rolled his eyes and in a rush we were in an entirely new surrounding. A closet.
“If we can’t get privacy in my room, we’ll get it here” he began to press those needy and list filled kisses to my lips and trailed down. His hand began to move lower to my hips and he kissed down my neck, to my collarbone and stopped. “Can we?” He asked softly and I immediately knew what he meant. I want to. I really want to. “We can get caught, Peter…” I trailed off, not entirely sure I wanted Peters father or anyone else to find Peter getting off inside of me. He grinned at me and held up a silver packet. A condom. Of course he would. “That’s the best thing about it! If we get caught, there’s always that thrill that we proved them wrong that we did get to have sex again” peter pressed his lips to my nose and waited. I nodded slowly.
Within a second or two we were both entirely naked and Peter was rolling on a condom. He pumped himself and looked at me before teasingly running his shaft up and down my slit. I whimpered out and glared at him. “We don’t have time for foreplay”. Peter chuckled at my hiss. “Of course we don’t. I just like teasing you” Peter lowly pushed himself inside of me until he completely bottomed out, the awkward dull pain between my hips was back from not having him in such a long time. “You okay? You’re making hat face again” he was looking at me seriously this time and he rubbed my cheek softly. “No. I swear, you better not stop” I stated.
I felt Peter roll his hips before pulling out and sliding back into my heat very slowly, then repeating. The face he was making was pure concentration. It was more than likely he was struggling to go slow instead of fast like he’s used to. I kissed his neck and shoulder. “You can move faster, I’m not made of glass”. “ I know I just don’t want to risk hurting my baby girl” Peter said and he started to move in a little faster, but not much. We both let out small moans and gasps.
Not long after, the sound of our skin was the only think audible. That’s a lie. We were loud. Peter was pounding into me and groaning loud, both of us chasing our orgasms. I felt that familiar tightness in my lower region and let go instantly, a heat and lightheadedness washing over me, my vision blurry. Feeling Peter release info the condom with a loud moan, I heard him giggle. “What?” I asked. “You squirted”. I felt my cheeks get hotter than there was before.
“Okay, fun is up. My office now” Professor Xavier’s voice calls from the opposite side of the door. I heard Erik and Raven mumble something and them walking off, I stared at Peter with wide eyes. He smirked and sat up. “What can I say? You tempted me, and it’s totally worth whatever we have to do now”.
Request: “modern au where reader and ben are always
bickering whenever they see each other and then one day a fire breaks out in
chemistry class and when ben notices reader isn’t in the field he runs back in
for her bc he’s a fucking softie who fell for her but didn’t want to admit it
to himself so he’d just fight with her omg”
Ben Solo x Reader
A smile plastered
itself onto your lips, the 100 jumping off your laptop screen and straight to
your ego. You had worked hard for that mark, and now that you knew what your
final score was for Chemistry, you were filled with relief and a sense of
triumph that had been trailing you all throughout the year. The skies
automatically seemed clearer, the bell chiming sounding like heavenly choirs
singing. Your results for all your classes had been progressively released
during the day, this week being one of concluding and saying your final
goodbyes to your AP subjects. The last week of your last year, and nothing
could bring down your elated mood.
everything apart from the nightmare dressed in a black leather jacket and a
crooked smile, waltzing down the hallway with his bag lazily strung over his
shoulder. Ben Solo had been hit with a major growth spurt last year, and ever
since, he was a block of solid mass. You thanked whatever gods out there that
he didn’t like picking on you in any way other than verbal. You promptly
twirled on your heel, eager to escape his looming presence until your eventual
meeting in Chemistry. But of course he had to step in front of you, his arm now
resting against your locker, cornering you.
This is a cool moment that really captures that the Chosen still see Taichi as their leader.
They are all discussing the situation with the Digimon and if they should take them home or not. When Jyou states that Koushiro wanted everyone’s opinions on the mater you see Mimi, Sora and Yamato’s eyes immediately turn to Taichi, as if looking to him to make a judgement call.
But he looks down instead, and I think that prompts Sora to then voice her opinion followed by the others.
gible: goggles, two head blade thingys, darker markings, longer tail
Okay, now what do you have to do to win one of these cuties ?
You have to draw a final evolution for the pokemon you want, and the one I like the most, wins that pokemon !
This isn’t so much about drawing skill, but design, so don’t be afraid to enter even if you’re not that confident in your drawing ability ! Just try to do justice to their flygon genes !
The contest ends on 5/26, and I will be announcing winners shortly after !
To enter, please post your entry as a separate post(as in, not a reblog) before 26th of may, and tag it with [#flygondailygiveaway and #flygondailygiveaway*pokemon you are entering for*] so if I would draw an entry for the goomy, I’d tag it with [#flygondailygiveaway #flygondailygiveawaygoomy]. This helps me find entries for specific pokemon !
You can enter for as many of these ‘mons as you like, but I’m not giving more than one to one person, so i’m just going to pick my favorite design!
Reblogs are appreciated so more people can see this and enter the giveaway contest!
Post CW: It’s a straight-forward plan. All Tony has to do is mess with the time storage, destroy an unspeakable Evil that has already defeated them once and keep everyone alive. Whilst in the body of his ten year old self and relying on incomplete memories. Sounds simple, right? Of course then SHIELD goes and declares him a super villain.
Featuring tiny!Tony, protective!Winter Soldier and lots of broken laws. Why be good when the bad guys are so much more adorable?
I’ve finally done it and posted the first chapter of a longer story!!! If you’re interested, you’re welcome to read under the cut–or just go read it on AO3. This chapter was betaed by the talented @folklejend, thank you again for your help!!