just punch me please

ok but like i’ll forever be crying because even though ht clearly needs stitches and get that shit sterilized, the first thing he did was go look for guan shan and have him take care of the wound?? there’s blood still dripping from his hand and it must hurt like hell but he made seeing gs a priority :) and :) now :) he :) won’t :) be :) able :) to :) do:) anything :) hence :) gs :) is :) gonna :) have :) to :) go :) to :) his :) house :) and :) take :) care :) of :) the :) housework :) and :) make :) him :) beef :) stew :) while :) his :) hand :) heals :)

I have an important announcement

Sorry guys, but I will stop drawing and probably will delete this account soon, thank you for everything so far and your support. My reasons for this are under read more since it’s kinda long, again I’m sorry.

HAPPY INNOCENTS DAY!!

Sorry for those who thought I was talking seriously :3c so today is Dec 28 and in Latin America is like our April fools (but in december, duh~) if you didn’t knew UwU This is my joke for this year, of course I ain’t gonna stop drawing!! and I’m not gonna delete this account. I can’t believe I’m procrastinating my projects just to draw that troll Peri with Gin-chan’s face xD (you can see how I suffer in snapchat)

So, happy December 28! Try to not fall in other jokes today and again, I’m sorry if you believed this for a second, you can breathe now and punch me if you want ^^

1Punch Mwave Meet and Greet

First, I’d like to thank the person that subbed the entire thing, bless u. And next some interesting things you learn

  • Jaewon is good at soccer (pls show us)
  • Jaewon is a spender, Punch is a saver lol
  • One doesn’t seem to live with his parents (he says he’s no longer with his mom & wanted to give her a cd but hasn’t gotten to, what a nice son man) 
  • Punch is the better artist out of the two 
  • One claims to draw inspiration from Basquait (please look it up and compare, we got a prodigy on our hands)
  • It seems One thinks he’s not that great at dancing
  • One definitely does not like acting cute 
  • Jaewon’s English skills (at least English reading/pronunciation) are A+ (even sammy thinks so)
  • According to Punch, eating chicken and pizza makes you handsome 
  • Punch also says Jaewon replies with short answers on Kakao (his style is “brusque” lol) 
  • And most importantly, Onehae is real
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Root + Shaw existing

Grantaire would probably be that guy thats just “please for the love of god someone punch me in the goddamn face”
And Bahorel would actually turn around and do it and next thing you know R would be passed out on the floor

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One Punch Man || EP 6

They continue. 

  • “The Cyborg Prince”
  • “Behind the steely exterior, I feel his fragile self.”
  • “Among the top five handsomest heroes.”

Enough already!

Break My Trust, I'll Break Your Ribs

Genre: Angst? Fluff? Smut? The holy fuckin trinity really. It’s like very slight smut. Like mentions of it.
Word Count: 2,639 (Very short ugh but worth it I swear.)
Summary: Dan is embarrassed. He made a mistake. He let his boyfriend take pictures of him during sex. And now, the whole school has seen them. He’s heart broken. But he forgives the boyfriend and slight fluff happens! Very shitty description but very much worth the read.
A/N: I took like 5ever to write this because of my little brother so please don’t punch me and just appreciate this shit I have given you

I walked into my school and suddenly felt the tension of all eyes on me. I could feel their stares burn into my flesh and was wondering why in the hell they were looking at me. Maybe I’m wearing something that is stained? Or I smell? I couldn’t decipher which yet but I had a feeling that whatever reason I’m being stared at is not a good one. I walk to my locker and open it up, getting out my books for my first few classes before lunch. Every lunch I sit with my boyfriend, Phil, which I couldn’t wait for because I have a feeling he’ll know what everyone is staring at me for. I went to my first class of the day, senior calculus. I’m kind of a nerd when it comes to school, being only 15 and taking two classes intended for seniors only. I sat in the middle, since most of the other seats were filled due to me being so god damn late to all my classes. I was sat next to this group of girls who were continuously giving me weird stares. I still don’t not know what the fuck is going on but something tells me I’m not going to much like it. Then something strange happens;

“I’m so sorry.” A girl leans over and whispers to me. What the fuck is she sorry for? I can’t seem to grasp what possibly could have happened to make someone sorry for me. What had I done the last few days that would get someone to say that to me? Especially the way she said it, with such sympathy and sadness?

I’m going over in my head over and over again as to what I could have done. I didn’t do anything school related that was even slightly rebellious. Maybe it was something I had done outside of school that somehow linked back to people at school feeling bad. I can’t figure it out for the life of me, so I ignore it and focus on the problems on the board that I’m supposed to be solving. It wasn’t even that hard of a problem, for being meant for kids that are 18 anyways. I couldn’t really concentrate, though, I’m too focused on what I did! Because I still don’t know. The teacher gets up and starts talking, going on and on and on about stuff I couldn’t care less about. Marcus and Jacob are sat next to me, these two guys who always give me hell about being gay. They have these smug looks on their faces and are giving me the evil eye. The one my mother used to give me when I ate the last cookie or something, but more devious and mischievous. I have no clue why they are giving me this look but hey, I’ve been clueless all day when it comes to people staring at me like they have been. The bell rings after what feels like hours despite only being 52 minutes. I stand up and rush away, a group of girls giggling at me as I jog down the hall to my next class. Maybe my fat is jiggling while I jog, I’m gonna hope that’s the case. I sit in the back of my next class, hood up trying to avoid everyone’s burning gaze. I can still feel the dirty looks I’m getting and I’m desperate to know why. I can’t grasp, I can’t physically wrap my mind around what I could have possibly done to get this; and then it hit me. Like a slap across the face with a wet tuna like my grandmother used to do to me as a boy, I remembered why.

Last night, during cough cough sexy times, with my boyfriend Phil, he took pictures. That’s the only incriminating thing I have done recently, but I don’t think he’d show those off. We have been dating two months, and last night he took my virginity. He insisted he loves me, and that he wouldn’t show anyone the pictures; that they were only so he could remember the moment we first made love. So that’s definitely not it…right? I shook my head to rid the thought, thinking about it. He loves me I can feel it. We are soul mates. He loves me. He…he said so. He promised. He wouldn’t do that to me. Right?
I sat through class and kept thinking and thinking but I know he wouldn’t do that. I finish up my book work in the class and wait for the bell to ring. Once it finally does, I walk through the halls and groan because everyone is still looking at me! I don’t know why and it’s pissing me off to no ends point. I go to my second senior class, chemistry. This class I incidentally have with Phil so I use this as an opportunity to ask him what the fuck is up. I sit next to him, but he ignores me completely. He stares at the wall, chewing the inside of his lip pretending I don’t exist. I gently swat him and he turns to me, glaring at me the same way everyone else has been all day. I look at him with wide, scared eyes, because I’m not sure what his fucking problem is or what anyone’s is for that matter. He sighs, sounding very annoyed with me and opens his mouth to talk.

“What, kid?” He asks me and I look at him, hurt and blank.

“W-what?” I ask and swallow thickly. “Phil… What?” I ask.

“Why are you talking to me?” He asked.

“Because I’m your boyfriend? B-because we had sex last night? What?” I stutter out. I’m feeling pretty broken right now. I’m hurting tremendously. He’s acting like the last two months were just my imagination.

“You’re delusional.” He says. “We aren’t dating, dude. Yeah we had sex but that was a onetime thing.” He shrugs like he didn’t just shatter my heart to tiny bitty bits.
“We’ve been dating for two months?” I said. It comes out more like a question.
“I was trying to get in your pants.” He shrugged again. The shrugging little shit head. I gaped at him. What the actual fuck?

“Why has everyone been staring at me today, Philly?” I asked.

He looked at me, but not angrily like he had been, but sadly and full of regret. He handed me his phone and mumbled an apology to me. At least the fuck has a conscience I suppose. I looked at his phone and I swear to the good lord my grandmother worships so much that my jaw hit the fucking floor. The pictures he took last night…Me…Naked. There’s 7 total. The first one is of my mouth, more specifically, my lips around his cock. My eyes are a bit watery from the size. The second one is of me on my back, my shirt off and me sweating covered in hickeys that I still have. The third is me on my hands and knees, I’m blushing as I look at them. He has two fingers inside me and is scissoring me apart. The fourth photo he’s got three fingers in and my face is buried in the pillow. The fifth is me on my back again, naked and stretched, open and waiting. I’m smiling innocently, and blushing deeply. The sixth is me after the sex, fucked out and wrecked, my hole gaping open from his cock. The final one is a compilation of the first six with a caption. I read it out loud, letting out a sob at the end.

“Told you I could do it.” I read out loud and looked at him. He looked at me with genuine sympathy. Maybe he felt bad now. But who cares about that! I’m looking at the info of these pictures and it says he sent these pictures to over 30 FUCKING PEOPLE INCLUDING HIS MUM WHICH IS A LITTLE WEIRD BUT I’M NOT FOCUSED ON THAT I’M JUST ANGRY AS FUCK.

“Dan…I…” He started and I stared at him, angrily.

Maybe I could get in trouble for what I’m about to do, but do I care? Maybe…No. I don’t. I stand up, throwing his phone down and hearing it crack, then grabbing the nearest blunt object I can find and I hit him right over the head with it. I watch him fall out of his chair, his nose bleeding and I throw it on top of his and kick him as hard as my little body will let me. It’s obvious I’ve hurt him and he’s looking at me as if I’m in the wrong here. I pick up the chair I was in, back up a little, then throw it down on him and listen to his breathing become wheezy. The teacher is running up to me and screaming but I’m in this haze and all I want to do is beat the living fuck out of Phil Lester. By now there are 3 teachers holding me back and Phil is holding his stomach, hunched over in a ball. He’s not crying but it seems I actually got him pretty badly. I’m feeling quite proud of myself as the teachers drag me down to the office. Little 5’3, 15 year old me beat the hell out of 6’3, 18 year old Phil Lester. If he had fought back, I know he’d have won. Oh most definitely. But I won. And he deserved every bit of pain that he is currently in. I’m sat in the office chair and the principal is talking to me and I’m screaming, I mean going nuts. I’m pissed, I’m beyond the point of no return here.

Now I’m in the car, my mum and dad in the front seat and yelling at me asking, no, demanding a reason why I did this but fuck, I’ll be damned if I tell them why. They don’t even know I’m gay let alone that I had a boyfriend who I let take pictures of me naked! I shook my head, insisting that it was just teenage rage, but they aren’t having it. They are telling me I better own up or I’m in deeper shit then I already am in. So I tell them. And now they’re screaming even louder and angrier. I’m not sure how to react so I really just ignore them and play on my phone. I’m getting loads of texts from people.

“Dan you kicked Lester’s ass!” “Dan everyone’s talking about you!” “Dan your dick is so small! And that’s hard?” “Dan you’re so hot!” “Dan Phil’s actually in the emergency room! You broke his nose!” “Dan you’re so tiny!”
Why the hell are so many about my dick? I’m sorry, I wasn’t aware that other people were going to be seeing my cock. Phil insisted my size was fine but clearly not. I rolled my eyes and kept reading the texts.

“Dan you’re dick is smalllllll!” “Dan you look so weird like that!” “Dan you’re gaping open in that last one!” “Dan everyone at school has seen the pics bro!”
I want to cry. Everyone has seen my dick. Great. I decide to reply.

“Guys. I’m 15, my dick isn’t going to be 13.9 inches or whatever. Phil told me it was fine…I didn’t think anyone would see anyways.” I text. I notice that message even got sent to Phil. I’m momentarily freaked out but then realize I couldn’t care less because this is his fault. I sigh and put my phone done until I feel it buzz with a text from Phil himself.
“Dan. I’m so sorry.” He says.
“Yes because that helps me now.” I respond bitterly. We get home and I walk up to my room, laying on my bed to text Phil.
“Dan really. I’m sorry. Chris told me that if I could get in your pants that he’d help me get a date with his sister, right?” He texted and I groaned.
“You used me to get with Chris’s sister?”
“No let me finish.” Phil says.
“Finish then bitch.”
“Okay, so he said that I had to prove that I got with you and I figured that the pictures would be proof, yeah?” He says
“Yeah…?”
“Okay. So then, immediately after sending the pictures, I regretted it. Fucking hell I regretted sending them, Dan! And I was thinking, I’ve spent 2 months telling you I love you. So do I even want that date with Rebecca? NO! I don’t. I said I love you so much that I actually believe it Dan, I actually feel it. I do love you and fuck I’m so sorry…Everyone is saying really nasty things about you too. And I feel so bad, so fucking bad. I love you, Danny. I don’t want Rebecca, okay? Not anymore. I want you. I want the way you sleep over at my house and eat my cereal, the way I woke up hard for two months and you could just blush at me and shuffle away, the way you yelled at the TV when playing skyrim, the way you drank like 12 glasses of chocolate milk a day, the way you watch attack on titan more than you watched your little brother.” He typed. I want to be mad, I don’t want to forgive him. I don’t. But I love him so much, and I’m so genuinely polite that I can’t not forgive him. I sigh and give in.
“Fine. I forgive you.” I text him and sigh once more. “But, you fuck up again, and I’ll kill you I swear to god.”
“You broke my nose.” Phil told me. “And cracked 5 ribs. You really can fight when you are pissed, Dan. I’ll give you that.”
“Fuck, really?” I typed and giggled, feeling very proud of myself.
“Yeah. I’m on a few pain meds. “I’m actually at the ER right now, but my mum forced me to tell you I’m sorry since you’re such a sweet boy and all.”

“Oh speaking of your mum, why’d you send her the pictures?”

“It was an accident. She hit me with an actual rolling pin for that.” He told me and I giggled again.

“Damn right she did! Go Mrs. Lester!” I grinned. “But you owe me like a fuck ton. And if you think you’re getting into my pants any time soon you are shit out of luck. You’ll be lucky if I let you touch me sexually again within the next 7 years.”

“Fine by me. I don’t deserve you that way anyways.” Phil told me and I smiled.

“I’ll let you touch me, but no pictures. Ever. I’m being teased about my dick being so small. 5 inches hard isn’t really that bad is it?” I ask and bit my lip.

“Well, you’re only 15. You turned 15 like last month too, so it’s fine really. I kind of have a kink for tiny cocks anyways.”

“Good. Yeah…I hate my size.” I sigh and stare at my jeans. Dammit dick. GROW UP A LITTLE WOULD YA PLEASE THANKS.

“I think it’s cute. Others just want a big cock, but considering you bottom it’s okay. It’s cute too.”

“My dick shouldn’t be cute!” I laughed.


"It’s a cock! It should be big and pleasing or whatever.”

“It is pleasing! I like it.” Phil said and I’m imagining that he’s smiling too.


“I love you.” I say.

“I love drugs.” He responds and I laugh.

“I swear to god say it back!” I giggle.

“I love you too.” He says.

“Thanks.” I roll my eyes.

“And drugs.”

“You don’t do drugs!” I laugh.

“I don’t do you either n’ I love you!” He reasoned.
That seemed logical enough.

Master List!

WWE Imagine

MASTER LIST

These are not in any particular order other than by Wrestler, Originally I did each Fic as it came in, in order, but now I do what I waaannnnt, but no worries they will all get done! Love you guys! PSA: If you don’t specify if you want smutt or fluff, I will assume you want FLUFF. ( IF YOU DONT SEE YOUR REQUEST, DONT PUNCH ME IN THE FACE JUST MESSAGE ME! love you all )

Roman Reigns:

 * Roman x curvy Reader -He sees her in a crowded college bar and flirts, talking dirty lots of smut.

 * Roman x Reader- You are recovering from serious injury and want to have sex, but he is super gentle, smutt

 * Roman x Reader-  You block a attack from Seth in ring, then full on fight him, Roman pulls you off of him, and is super worried about you. ( There wasn’t a specific ask for smutt or fluff so imma assume you want fluff. )

 * Roman x Reader- Your finisher goes seriously wrong and you are hurt, Roman breaks through a crowd of people holding him back to make sure you’re ok. ( Again, assuming FLUFF. )

 * Roman x Reader- You’re a singer who comes home early to surprise Roman ring side. ( Assuming Fluff.)

 * Roman x Reader- He is afraid he will hurt you during sex so he holds back, but he ends up hurting you anyway. Smutt

Dean Amborse:

 * Dean x Reader- Fluffy when the shield broke up you stayed the closest to Dean.

 * Dean x Reader- Dean in officer Roleplay. Smutt

 * Dean x Bayley- Bayley hears all the divas talking about sex and shes hasn’t ever done it, so she goes to Dean and he gladly shows her wha tall the ‘Fuss’ is about.

 * Dean x Jojo- Rough shower smutt

 * Dean x Reader- Y/N and Dean celebrating Championship win, rough daddy kink in front of the window in his house, public play, but no one sees.

 * Dean x Reader- You have been teasing him all day, and when you finally get home, he ties you up and teases you to the point he cant stand it, rough smut happens.

 * Dean x Reader- Fluffy Dean, admits he wants you to not just be his best friend but be HIS. Flufffff

 * Dean x Reader- Smutt after he wins the championship.

 * Jon Moxley x Reader- Daddy kink Smutt

Seth Rollins:

 * Seth x Reader- Fluffy Seth, you’re home sick so he takes care of you.

 * Seth x Reader- You are on a Total Divas episode with Seth, Fluffy.

 * Seth x Reader- You get scared of the thunderstorm s o you run into Seth’s shared room with Roman and Dean, they are asleep so Seth comforts you with cuddles, but things get heated and you have to be super quite so you don’t wake up Roman and Dean.

 * Seth x Reader- Seth gets Jealous you are best friends with Dean, Smutt

 * Seth x Reader- You had no idea Seth was coming back at Extreme Rules, and you are super shocked when you fins out. Smutt and Fluff.

Shield and members of the shield Requests:

 * Shield- You are the fourth member of the Shield and all the guys come out to protect you when you get attacked backstage, Fluff

 * Roman x Seth x Reader- Super sexy threesome. Smutt

Finn Balor:

 * Finn x Reader- Super Fluffy/ Little Smutty Finn Balor fic, my choice on story.

 * Finn x Reader- Finn wants to claim you as his, super smutty and Dominant.

 * Finn x Reader- Lazy morning fluff and smutt with Finn

Baron Corbin:

 * Baron x Reader- Super rough Smut outside a biker bar.

 * Baron x Reader- Sweet smut after a rough match

 * Baron x Reader- Baron is acting really tough during Smut, but you keep giggling, turns into fluff.

 * Baron x Reader- Bondage, rough Daddy kink. Smut

Xavier Woods:

 * Xavier x Reader- Things get super heated on UpUpDownDown, you and Xavier get Smutty.

* Xavier x Reader- You help clean cake off his face, Fluffy!

* Xavier x Reader- Starts with you in charge of  Smut, ends with him in charge. SMUT.

Aj Styles:

* Aj x Reader- Rough Daddy kink. Smut

* Aj x Reader- Aj is jealous of Seth and teaches you just who you belong to.

JeriStyles:

* Jericho x Styles- Jericho feels protective of Aj, and gets in his face about taking unnecessary risks in the ring, ends in smutty smut.

Misc:

* Tyler Breeze x Reader- You and Tyler had been making each other jealous all day and when you get back to the hotel that night you have rough smutt.

* Scott Dawson x Reader- Jealous smut

* Fan consensual gang band ft. Sheamus, Roman, Cesaro, and AJ.

* John Cena is your best friend and is super hesitant to like Seth as your Boyfriend but Seth proves himself Worthy.

* Sami x Reader- Sami catches you masturbating when he comes home early from the road and finishes you off himself, super smut.

Externally: “What no I don’t think relationships are necessary. I’m perfectly happy on my own”

Internally: “I just want someone to comfortably talk to and maybe huggle and watch anime here and there”

About chapter 6

So i was reading the manga when i noticed this: why is chapter six named “saitama”? I mean, it would be pretty normal if it was one of the very first chapters, but the sixth? It sounded just odd to me, not to mention that chapter six is also quite Genos centered. Then wouldnt it make more sense to call it “genos” or “the lonely cyborg” (as they did in the anime) or something like that? Saitama’s character has already been widely introduced, so??? 

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mbti types as Twilight quotes taken completely out of context
  • ENFP: “I could see, through the long tunnels my eyes had become, his dark shape coming towards me” (p. 451).
  • INFP: “The meadow, so spectacular to me at first, paled next to his magnificence” (p 261).
  • ENFJ: “The lot was crowded with people in formal dress: witnesses” (p 486).
  • INFJ: “He smiled, elated by my inept flirting” (p. 127).
  • ENTP:”’How nice.’ She didn’t sound like she thought it was nice at all, and her pale, fishy eyes narrowed” (p. 121).
  • INTP: “’You don’t have to breathe?’ I demanded” (p 338).
  • ENTJ: “He raised an eyebrow and the corners of his mouth turned down in disapproval. ‘Mountain Lion’”( p. 215)
  • INTJ: “sitting on the extreme edge of his chair and averting his face like he smelled something bad”(p. 23).
  • ESFP: “He seemed to realize that he was out of his depth with the girlie stuff” (p. 149).
  • ISFP: “I concentrated on unscrewing the lid of my lemonade. I took a swig, staring at the table without seeing it” (p. 91) 
  • ESTP: “Edward bared his teeth, crouching in defense, a feral snarl ripping from his throat” (p. 378). 
  • ISTP: “My heart spluttered hyperactively” (p. 201).
  • ESFJ: “The mental image of Jessica’s face made my tone sharper than necessary” (p. 249).
  • ISFJ: The entire fucking book.
  • ESTJ:”My cruel words did their job - Charlie stayed frozen on the doorstep, stunned, while I ran into the night” (p. 394)
  • ISTJ: “’Too many bears’” (p. 112).