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It’s A Match! [Swipe Right; part two]

a/n: I love you all so very much so I apologise in advance. I’m sorry about the formatting, I had a bit of an issue and I will fix it! Please don’t hate me too much Big thanks as always to the saints that helped me, I won’t name names, just know that I love you with my whole butt. (cause it’s bigger than my heart.) ;) Lau xoxo 

Pairing: StilesxReader // NogitsunexReader

Author: thelittlestkitsune

Warnings: Smut. 18+ Explicit Content. (Sensitive material ahead.)

Word count: .10,559

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Losing your virginity to Peter Parker - h.c.

*requested by anon*: Please do a losing your virginity to tom/peter parker story plssss

my first smut-ish based writing okay I can do this sorry if it sucks im not very experienced okay let’s go! thank you so much for requesting 👏🏼❤️😘

I apologise for any grammar or spelling mistakes it was kinda a one shot of a head cannon

*IMPORTANT: I’m so open and supportive of writing imagines for any sexuality, race, gender, ethnicity so PLEASE let me know when you request so I can make it more for you💕 I myself am a bisexual White-Latina female so please I’d love to write more diverse imagines and I’m so open to writing some in Spanish 😘❤️* and if you want to request something just for you that you don’t want posted message me and I’d LOVE to do that ❤️💛💚💙💜💖 okay I love you all message me if you’re feeling any sort of emotion I love talking to people and it’s so healthy to be expressive even if you just talk to me through anon messages*

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Losing Your Virginity To Peter Parker:

•first of all the bb would be so shy

• you’d probably be dating for like a couples months or years buts it’s been like one big daydream

- Peter still doesn’t know how he got a girl as pretty as u honestly

• you’d be watching Star Wars on his bed and it’d be your like 100th time watching it with peter

- you’re both huge nerds and that’s why you love each other

• and you’d be super invested in the movie but homeboy was just watching you the whole time 


- ‘dAmN sHe FuCkiN CUtE’ was all he could think

• so he’d finally get the courage to kinda cuddle his way into you and he’d go to kiss you on the cheek

• but you’d turn your head and his lips would land on yours which caused u both to just smile into the kiss

•boy got a lil too excited and went full force make out but like

- u sure as hell weren’t complaining

• boy has got soft ass lips let’s be real here

• and he’d be so in love with u wtf ok continuing

• you’d realize u needed to make the big move so you pushed yourself onto his lap

• he’d be hella surprised but only cause he’s super happy and excited

• he’d be super shy about feelin’ u up but you grabbed his hand with yours and put his hand on ur hip

- boy got the message and put his other 
hand right under the hem of ur shirt

• his hands felt sO gOoD on ur sKiN AJDKFAS

• you’d start to kiss his jaw but like only for a little bit, not knowing if Peter liked it

• so when you went back to kissing his lips he decided he was gonna go for it

• and he just went for it and his lips were attacking your neck and it was the first time a boy has done that and BOI DID IT FEEL NICE

• so when Peter found ur sweet spot you couldn’t help but moan a little bit

• he got so turned on and *you could tell*

• he flipped u over so you were on your back and he was above you

• he’d be so sweet and say “I love you so much”

• and you’d be all “I know petey you tell me every day”

• and he’d be all “I know *kiss* but *kiss* I want to show you how much I care” he’d say while kissing your neck

• *CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW MUCH PETER WOULD LOVE YOUR HANDS IN HIS HAIR MOVING ON*

• by now y'all were gazing into each other’s eyes

• “I-I-if that’s okay?” He’d say all cute

• “god damnit Peter I love you” and then you’d just pull his shirt and kiss him super passionately

• but he’d pull away and say “I need to hear you say yes, it’s not okay unless you say yes.”

- Cause he wanted to make sure you 
 absolutely wanted to

• “yes.” You’d say and he’d smile and let out a sigh and then y'all kept making out and quickly undress each other

• he’d see you naked for the first time and stop his actions and be all

- “holy shit”

- and you’d get scared like “what???”

- but homeboy is just in awe “you’re so 
 beautiful.“

- *cue ovaries in overdrive*

• he’d grab out a condom flash had thrown at him one day as a joke but he kept it just in case idk

• and he’d be super gentle and scared as FUCK

• but after going in he’d be all “does this hurt? Are you okay?”

• and it being your first time you were “y-yeah, it’s good”

• and it’d be kinda short and slow but with so much passion and love and care

• Peter would freak out every time you moaned cause at first thought he’d think he was hurting you but then he got all cocky and excited that he would make you feel so good

• and after it all he would be so proud of himself and you’d just cuddle for HOURS ON END

• and once you were wearing one of his Midtown sweaters that’d be super big on you and he’d be in his boxers he’d think it was super cliche but super cute and he loved it and he loved you

• once you had fallen asleep he’d keep replaying it in his head and how much he loved you

• so he kissed your exposed shoulder and neck a little and whisper

- “God I want to marry you someday”

•and he’d lay back down and sigh contently and wrap his arm around your middle and burry his head in the back of your neck

• little did he know you were still awake and maybe or maybe not a little tear of pure joy slipped out cause peter was the love of your life no doubt

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LOVE YOU ALL SORRY IF ITS NOT GOOD ITS NOT FULL SMUT IK BUT IM NEW TO THIS CONCEPT BUT I LOVE YOU ANON HMU IF THIS WAS U I WANNA BE FRIENDS WITH ALL OF YOU ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Hair Trust - ||Joe Sugg Imagine||

Requested? Yes – ‘117 and 95 with Joe? ps. your imagines are amazing love! X’

o   PROMPTS:

·         “Can I do your hair?”

·         “You’re cute when you’re all worried.”

[[I want to apologise, like a lot a lot like so very much like im really really sorry for being gone for so so long, ive sort of been trying to deal with a break up lolol and me being me, I never talk to a soul about my feelings and shit so ive sort of been quietly trying to deal with it hence my disappearance, but I really am sorry and I hope you all can forgive me this one time]]

“Joe, we have to leave in a few minutes.” you said, looking down at Joe as he lied lazily on his couch, phone in hand as he scrolled aimlessly through Instagram.

“I know, Y/N. Don’t worry babe, I’m ready, just need to do my hair and I’m done.” He shrugged, continuing to scroll through pictures on Instagram.

“You hair looks fine.” You countered back.

“I still want to do it.”

“Can I do your hair?” You asked, your eyes brightening with excitement.

He softly laughed back, “Yeah sure, but, can I do your hair?” You looked at him with confusion. “Didn’t you say you wanted to colour your hair tomorrow?”

“Oh…” You paused; you’ve never trusted anyone besides professional hair stylist with your hair, to add a little brightness to your hair, you’d colour it at home. But to let Joe, the known Youtuber prankster, to do your hair wasn’t something you were as excited about. “I mean—”

“Come on, Y/N. You can do whatever you want with my hair, if I can do your hair.” You reluctantly nodded, being slightly excited all whilst be very nervous.

After styling Joe’s hair in a new manner, one both of you were impressed with. The both of you left for dinner, laughing and forgetting about the night’s promise you had made.

*

It was currently the next day. You and Joe were doing a little shopping, buying a few necessities such as toothpaste and shampoo. That’s when you remembered your promise to Joe.

You tried to grab a hair highlight kit without Joe noticing, but he was right behind you, softly chuckling. “You aren’t very stealthy, Y/N.” a sigh left your lips as your shoulders drooped down.

“Joe, I swear to god, if you mess my hair up—”

“I won’t, trust me.” However, you could not have trusted Joe any less than you did in this moment.

As you finished your shopping and the both of you headed back home, you went to throw on an unneeded shirt as you got ready for the mess Joe was about to create on your hair.

“Welcome to my hair dressing saloon, Y/N.” Joe clapped his hands together as an almost sinister smile crept upon his features. “We are going to make you look gorgeous!” Joe exclaimed in a high pitched tone as he sung out the last word.

“Joe, I will break your fingers if you—”

“No need to get violent, I assure you, I have had many years of practise. Back in my days—”

You interrupted him as you laughed. “Back in your days? That must have been, what, 1857?”

“Jesus Christ, Y/N, I’m not that old…I’m much older. I’ve had much more practise. No need to worry.” He continued to joke around, calming your nerves. But as the reality sunk in, there was no denying you were worried Joe’s playfulness would get the best of him and he’d mess with your hair.

“Joe, honestly though, please don’t—”

“Y/N…” Joe said with laughter, “you’re cute when you’re all worried. I promise you I won’t play any pranks. When it comes down to your hair, this is a very serious matter.” He smiled, reassuring you once more as you nodded with a small giggle.

After a short while passed by with Joe’s brows creased in concentration and few swear words said under his breath. Your hair was done and all dry, he had even styled your hair just so he could be that little bit more extra.

You looked towards the mirror, moving your head around to see if he had missed any spots. “Wow, Joe. You actually did a really good job. I guess those days in the 1800’s really paid off.” You giggled, a smile growing on your face.

Joe nodded, brushing his shoulders off in a cocky manner. “Joe’s hair dressing saloon never fails its customers.” You both let a small laugh slip through as he hugged you from behind, giving you a gentle kiss. “Does this mean I get to do your hair from now on?”

“No, Joe. Definitely not. This is the first and last time you’ll get to touch my hair.”

“Are you sure? Because I can recall many times in which I grabbed your hair whilst—”

“Joe!” You yelled, laughing loudly as you playfully hit Joe on the shoulder, him chuckling back at you.

anonymous asked:

WHAT IF Napoleon isn't a fan of motorbikes? And on a mission they have to get somewhere, FAST, and they only have one bike, so they go together, Illya driving, Napoleon behind him like "great, we're gonna die" because when Illya drives it's a mess. And then they're driving and the faster Illya goes, the more Napoleon presses into him, finally wrapping his arms around Illya and holding on for dear life with "jesus fucking christ" in his head on repeat.

Y'know I can so see this. Maybe he had an accident when he was younger? Maybe he just doesn’t like them because he feels like he can’t control them?

Anyway, so Napoleon clings to Illya to the point where he thinks it must hurt. He’s cursing constantly because of course they didn’t bring helmets. It’s going to end with them cracking their skulls and he actually wanted to look pretty at his own funeral, thank you.

The thought alone is so ridiculous, he has to laugh, shoulders shaking, tears streaming down his face because the wind stings. He’d love to have a Vespa again, because they’re slower, more controlled.

Then he thinks about having to trail behind Illya like a duckling behind its mother and has to laugh again. Suddenly, everything’s funny until his partner takes a sharp turn left.

He gasps surprised and buries his face into Illya’s shoulder, where it stays for the duration of the drive. At one point he feels Illya’s hand squeezing his lightly and wants to yell at him for being careless, but finds himself unable to do so.

Luckily, they make it to their safe house in one piece, having lost their tail about half an hour ago. It’s far up in the French Alps and if Napoleon would’ve any strength left, he would tell Illya to never scare him like that again.

As it is, his legs are shaking too much and he has to sit down in the snow, his health be damned. Eventually, Illya sits down beside him and stops asking him if he wants to get a cold.

“This bad?” he wants to know.

Napoleon just nods.

Illya sighs. “Let’s go inside, Gaby will have tea ready by now.”

The thought of having something warm in his hands, melting the ice in his veins, makes him get up. And when they step through the door, he nearly collapses into Gaby’s arms. He’s very happy he’s safe again.

amelcchi  asked:

I'm sorry but your imagines are so good that I just have to request something! May I please request a scenario where Midorima's, Hyuga's, Takao's, Kagami's and Kiyoshi's s/o really wants to be a doctor and studies hard to the point that she almost stopped sleeping and she just studies and studies more and more? Thank you very much! ❤

Thank you so much! I apologise that this took so long, I hope you like it!



Midorima: Midorima was no stranger to hard work, so he always supported her in her studying endeavours, knowing that to become a doctor, a whole lot of hard work was necessary. It was by no means easy but it would be infinitely worth it.

However, as the days passed by with her barely sleeping, barely eating, barely doing anything more than studying, Midorima became worried, not that he’d want to tell her this directly - he was awkward with this sort of thing at the best of times so he instead decided to show his concern through his actions.

It was getting late at night when he decided that enough was enough. She was barely able to keep her eyelids open as she wrote out notes from her textbook, revising over what she’d learned in lesson, and Midorima could take no more of this. He walked over to her and stood behind her for a few seconds, letting her know he was there, before slowly closing the book and gently prying the pen from her hands.

“Shintarou… I have to study-” she suppressed a yawn, blinking her sleepy eyes as she tried to get her pen back, “I’m never gonna get anywhere if I don’t study now,”

Midorima put her pen in his pocket and frowned, “you’ve done more than enough, _____, your work will still be there in the morning should you want to continue, but for now, sleep.”

She shook her head wearily, her eyes slowly closing as her body went against her mind and she began to fall asleep with her head leaning against the back of the chair, her legs pulled up to her chest. Midorima sighed and ran a hand over her head before lifting her slowly in a bridal-style carry, her head lolling against his chest.

He lay her down on the bed, turned out the lights, and then joined her, laying on his side and allowing her to curl into him.

“Goodnight, _____,” he whispered.


Hyuga: “Are you really still studying?” Hyuga asked her over the phone. He’d been planning on meeting her today as he had a day of from basketball practice and she had the day off school.

“Yes, I really do need to study you know,”

Hyuga clicked his tongue, “I know that, but you were up studying yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before- are you even sleeping anymore? Are you eating?” He questioned, annoyance bleeding out of his tone as worry crept in.

“I’m making do,” she replied, and Hyuga could hear it in her nonchalant tone that she was barely even paying attention to how ridiculous Hyuga found the whole situation.

“I’m coming over.” He said, hanging up the phone before he could hear her reply.

When he arrived, he was instantly taken aback by her appearance. There were dark rings under her eyes and her clothes seemed to hang off her frame a little more than they’d done before. She looked sickly and in need of sleep. So Hyuga did the only thing he could think to do and banned her from studying for the rest of the evening, assuring her that everything would be fine. The two of them watched a movie together, ordered food in, and then, when she really couldn’t keep her eyes open any longer, Hyuga allowed her to fall asleep on his shoulder, laying her down on the sofa and laying his jacket over whilst he went up to her room to bring a pillow to slide beneath her head, and her blanket to keep her warm.

“Now get some proper rest,” he said gently, kissing her forehead then pushing his glasses back up his nose and flushed face.


Takao: Takao had been watching her closely for weeks, noticing how her schedule for studying seemed to get more and more intense until Takao simply wasn’t sure how she was still maintaining herself. How she was still finding time to eat and sleep with the amount of pressure she was submitting herself under in order to achieve her dream.

That was until Takao discovered, after a couple of nights of staying at her house, that she wasn’t looking after herself at all but instead living off of minimal sleep, small snacks and meals, and an abundance of caffeine and energy drinks. It was no way for her to be living and Takao sought to change things.

“Hey, _____, are you still working?”

“Yeah,” she answered shortly, not looking up from her papers at her desk.

“But its almost midnight and you’ve stayed up like this all the time I’ve been here, aren’t you tired?” Takao tried from where he sat at the end of her bed.

“It doesn’t matter if I’m tired, in fact I should get used to it because I have a lot more to get done,”

Takao sighed, standing up and sitting on the chair next to hers, leaning forwards with his chin on her shoulder. He felt her sigh too, and he couldn’t help but smile when she put her pencil down and turned towards him, darkly ringed eyes looking into his.

She ruffled his hair and made a move to pick her pen back up and continue, but was disrupted when he suddenly lurched forwards and wrapped both of his arms around her, effectively trapping her arms to her sides.

“Kazunari, c’mon, let go,” she whined, and Takao only held her tighter.

“Nope, not until you call it a night,”

“You aren’t gonna give this up, are you?” She asked, unable to help herself as she smiled at him.

Takao shook his head and quickly lifted her from the chair, spinning her around before laying her in the bed.

“You’ll make an awesome doctor, don’t worry, just get some rest,” Takao smiled, kissing her cheek before playfully dropping himself down on top of her body, laughing when she all but squeaked at the sudden impact.

Kagami: Kagami had been growing ever more concerned the more times she shut herself away, whether in the library or her room, to study for her goal of becoming a doctor. Kagami really admired it, he thought she was amazing and her intellect something to be feared, however he just couldn’t sit back and watch as she neglected her health time and time again, favouring study over sleep.

He didn’t know how she was keeping it up, but he did know that it needed to come to a stop. Which was why he’d invited her to his house, hoping that she’d leave her work at home and relax properly for the first time in ages - get some actual sleep maybe. This was to no avail though, as she was currently studying at the table in Kagami’s living room, her books and papers spread around her as she wrote out notes.

Kagami sighed, running a hand through his hair before he shuffled closer to her, watching over her shoulder as she worked. It looked like some pretty tricky stuff. Stuff that she shouldn’t be doing sleep-deprived.

“Hey, don’t you think you should take a break?” Kagami asked quietly, his voice concerned. She turned her head slightly to look at him.

“I’m okay, I have a lot to do, but you can sleep if you’d like,”

“N-no, no that’s- that’s not what I meant,” Kagami rubbed the back of his neck. “I’m just worried, ya know? You seem tired and you aren’t sleeping properly…”

She looked slightly taken aback at that, “oh,” she said lightly, putting her pen down, “well… I am tired but it’s no need to worry, I can sleep when I’m done,”

Kagami watched her for a moment, before leaning over her to closer her textbooks, “c’mon, let’s go to bed, I can see you’re tired,” he whispered into her ear, kissing the side of her head before grabbing her hand and leading her to the bedroom. Once away from her work, she seemed too tired to argue and instead allowed herself to be guided to a soft bed and a warm body to lay beside.

Kiyoshi:

“Hey, are you okay?” Kiyoshi asked her as she ran a hand over her face in exhaustion, not even caffeine working to keep her awake at this point as the words began to blur together on the page she was reading.

Kiyoshi could tell that she was struggling and couldn’t help but want to make sure that she was okay - and if that meant prying her away from her work then so be it. She’d been working what was essentially non-stop for weeks now, and Kiyoshi felt a little helpless as he watched as the dark rings beneath her eyes only got darker, and her body only got thinner as she continued to neglect her own health in the pursuit for being able to  conserve others’.

“I’m fine,” she replied, her voice clearly drained of energy, and Kiyoshi could take it no longer.

“You aren’t fine, _____, you need some proper rest,” he said gently, rubbing her shoulder with his hand and frowning at how tense she felt.

“If I don’t work hard now, I’ll never make it,” she said, attempting fruitlessly to continue.

Kiyoshi then moved his hand from her shoulder, down her arm, and to her hand, where he stopped her from writing anymore. “There’s working hard,” he murmured, “and then there’s neglecting yourself and overworking - how are you supposed to help others if you haven’t helped yourself?”

She hung her head then, and Kiyoshi was scared he’d upset her until he heard a small laugh. “You’re right,” she said quietly, rubbing at her eyes.

“I know,” Kiyoshi smiled, helping her off the chair and to her room, no minding at all that he had to carry her halfway there.

A hiatus?

Hello my loves. I know I haven’t posted anything these past days and if I have I know it hasn’t been very great and I wan’t to apologise so much. I haven’t been very well at all lately - physically and mentally. I’ve been very ill these past few days and I’m not sure whats wrong with me at all which is just great :( So I apologise for not being the best I can be and I apologise that I’m going on a break for a few days just so I can feel better :) I hope you all understand and I’m sorry for lacking so much recently?? x

anonymous asked:

Hello! First you're awesome! Second I was wondering if you could do a set of headcanons like you did for MFW where the BMP1 butlers find MC's sexy underwear by accident while cleaning her room? Thank you so much *kisses*

Haha this seems to be popular as well as the sexy dream headcanon :D MORE BUTLER STUFFS if this isn’t very good I apologise, I’m feeling too good today, but here ya go :D *blows kiss* I know it’s not cleaning her room but I thought laundry was a little funnier ;)

Claude:

Originally posted by bloody-razor-johnny-depp

Why was she wearing such revealing underwear when she had it covered all the time? Is this what Prince Wilfred liked? He didn’t really understand how the prince would like such…such…slutty underwear. The Spencer family had a reputation to uphold, and her wearing such under garments were a huge shame. He would be speaking to her firmly about this…and he would make sure he wasn’t in charge of her washing ever again.

Louis:

Originally posted by nyanpasuminasan

He was so shocked when he saw the kind of underwear she wore. After all, he always thought of her as a girl who would wear more comfortable things, this had never even crossed his mind. He was so embarrassed that he quickly shoved them into your drawer and left the room, but the blush never left his face and he’d wouldn’t be able to look you, or Prince Edward, in the eye for a while.

Jan:

Originally posted by astropoe

He knew it. He just knew it. With him getting her laundry that day, her maid was unwell so he stepped in, but seeing the kind of lacy, and very revealing, underwear she wore, he couldn’t help but smirk. His imaginings and dirty mind were correct. Although, he was a bit jealous of Prince Joshua being able to see you in this whenever he wanted.

Luke:

Originally posted by yourreactiongifs

As soon as his fingers had touched the material in the basket, Luke froze. What had he done? He never wanted to see, or even imagine what kind of bra and panties she wore, but here he was, touching them freshly washed. He blinked a few times before his cheeks flushed and he hurriedly put them away. Prince Keith could never hear about this.

Alberto:

Originally posted by cantnadien

As soon as he realised what he was folding and putting away, he kind of…broke. His eye twitched as he saw how little material he was holding, folding, even washed himself. Why was he doing this job today? He kind of guessed it was one of Roberto’s tricks, and he would be having a stern word with him later…if he mentally could cope doing so.

Yu:

Originally posted by heckyeahreactiongifs

He liked, he liked very much. This was something he could use against Prince Glenn constantly, since now he knew what she liked to wear for him in bed. He was even tempted to steal a pair of panties for himself, but thought against it. Just the image of her wearing it was enough to keep him going for now.

Zain:

Originally posted by candycartoonstoys

Why did Theo ask him to go to the laundry room? He knew he was up to something, but never this. As he stared round the room, her underwear hanging to dry, he just stared before briefly leaving. No matter how much a telling of Theo received, the image was already ingrained. The sexy lace chasing his thoughts constantly, so much so Lord Michael ws always asking if he was alright.

Sergei:

Originally posted by dirtygummybears

He was impressed. He did accept her as his princess for Prince Yakov, however, he never really thought she would be into this kind of underwear. So, when he saw the fabric she liked, the designs she liked he couldn’t help but smirk to himself. Yakov had done well, in all departments.

sakuraucchi  asked:

Can I request for fluffy headcanons for Yuri Plisetsky and his female S/O :D thank you!!

-Yuri is even more awkward than Yuuri.

-But there’s no way he’ll admit it.

-His s/o has to be the first one to make a move.

-He absolutely adores cuddling with his s/o (but, again, won’t admit it)

-If his s/o suggests getting a cat, that’s it. He’s asking them to marry him, right there.

-It always makes him happy when his s/o wears animal prints he picked out for her.

-He’d be very happy if his s/o would ask him to teach her how to skate, but he’d be a harsh instructor. At least she’d learn something.

-He never forgets any important dates. Ever.

-In the 1 to 10000 chance that he does manage to forget something (and that would always be a consequence of a very important competition coming up), he would apologise so much that he’d start to get annoying.

-You do not want to go shopping with him if you dislike it. Trust me on that one,

-He does not appreciate being teased about his height.

-Selfies all the way.

colorfullyminded  asked:

Pinescone, 16 or 20 Please? Thank you so much.

I…uh…I can only apologise for how very, very, very long it took me to do this. I had a couple of really busy weeks, and…yeah. Sorry. It’s 2,300 words though which is the longest prompt I’ve written, hope that helps make it up to you! (*cough* even though I had no idea what to do for an ending *cough*)

16. things you said with no space between us

This fic has implicit sexual content and some swearing. I think it’s M rated?

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It happened so late because we were trying to get on and then it was just impossible,” he said.
“We very, very much apologise to everyone.”
“To be honest, we feel kind of lucky that we’ve got to this point and never cancelled one,” said Styles.
“So obviously, we’re all very disappointed and very, very much apologise to everyone who was there.
—  Harry Styles to the BBC about the cancelled show 21/10

anonymous asked:

I'm a bit confused, do you mind explaining the whole Sabo thing? :3

To the anon who wrote this: My computer fucked up on me and when I posted my response it posted my draft and deleted the original and then your question was lost so I tried to recreate it but I couldn’t remember it properly so that ‘s why it’s different.

Hmmm… You’re probably talking about what happened in the latest chapter (chapter 751), right? (If not then I’m not really sure what you mean, but I’ll try and help explain in the context of chapter 751)

Warning: It’s 1:00 am right now so I don’t know how much sense this is going to make to you (i am so tired why aren’t i in bed) -its now 1:30-, but I’ll do my best!

So basically, in the latest chapter Sabo went up against Fujitora in a brief clash, but before doing so Sabo completely curb stomped Bastille. While doing so he kind of acted a bit… deranged, shall we say?

He kept reminding the marines

that his fingers

were really “talons”,

and he was crushing everything in site (such as

bazookas

and even swords).

However, the line that has gotten everyone so fired up was when Sabo grabbed Bastille’s face and said,

Try imagining baby Sabo saying that. Little Sabo with his gap-toothed grin grabbing a man’s head and threatening to crush it. No one could believe it. Did he actually crush Bastille’s head?

No, but there was blood pouring down his face so he may have cracked his skull, which seems very out of character for Sabo.

But not for long! When we read the skull-crushing line, we all went nuts. Pictures were drawn, stories were written, headcanon’s were made, that one line adds on a whole knew dimension to Sabo’s character. We see a tiny flashback of Sabo on the ground screaming

when he reads a newspaper announcing Ace’s death, and the fandom wondered,

Not being there clearly affected Sabo badly, but how badly was he affected? Is he just angry? Was he talking in the heat of the moment? Or did he go insane with grief? Usually I would have gone with the first option, but the thing is,

Sabo was smiling as he said it.

And that’s what has gotten everyone so excited. People…don’t usually smile when they say stuff like that. They growl and hiss and spit in frustration, or scream to intimidate. Sabo…was smiling.

I find it interesting that we’re seeing this from the perspective of the marines here. Does Sabo look like a good guy? No, he looks disturbed. We’re not meant to be seeing Sabo as one of our heroes here, we’re meant to be wary of the man with the dragon talons. What was the point of adding that quote in? What does it mean for Sabo?

The question in everyone’s head is: What’s going on in Sabo’s?

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Harry Styles: 1D 'sorry' for no-show - BBC News
Harry Styles tells the BBC that One Direction are "very disappointed" to have cancelled their show in Belfast at the last minute and apologises to fans.

Harry Styles says One Direction are “very sorry” for cancelling a gig at the last minute in Belfast on Tuesday.

Fans were already inside the city’s SSE Arena when the show was pulled at 21:00 BST, after singer Liam Payne fell ill.

“It happened so late because we were trying to get on and then it was just impossible,” Styles told BBC Radio 2’s Chris Evans.

“He was trying to get there last night and he was just very, very ill. We very, very much apologise to everyone.”

Disappointed fans booed as staff instructed them to leave the venue and one witness said “hundreds” of girls and women had been left weeping.

Concert promoter Aiken PR said: “The show tonight has been cancelled as Liam has taken ill, and whilst not serious, he is unable to perform tonight.”

Fans have been asked to hold on to their tickets and wait for further information, with a statement expected on Wednesday.

It was the first time in the band’s five-year career that they had been forced to cancel a show. Previously, members had filled in for each other when illness struck.

“To be honest, we feel kind of lucky that we’ve got to this point and never cancelled one,” said Styles. “So obviously, we’re all very disappointed and very, very much apologise to everyone who was there.”

The band are due to return to the stage in Belfast on Wednesday night. Styles did not disclose whether the show would go ahead, but said Payne was “ok”.

SCANDAL; “To Everyone” blogpost by MAMI☆

It’s been announced on the official HP and Twitter etc., but because I’d been careless with my health, I was infected with Type-B influenza. Therefore, I’ve been unable to participate in this round’s album’s release memorial events. Everyone who’d been looking forward to this, I really apologise. And then, for the change in the event’s contents, and for the sudden announcement, I am deeply apologetic. To everyone who’d gathered for the event at Asunal Kanayama in Nagoya yesterday, I am sorry for the lack of details to my『ill health』and for having announced my lack of attendance on the very day itself. I apologise for causing so much trouble and worry. Thank you for the many messages on Twitter! My fever has gone down and the symptoms have pretty much subsided. Please don’t worry, as I’m gradually getting better!

『YELLOW』is an album filled with songs that were naturally born from us, one in which the song production that had taken place in the past year had been close to ourselves. As part of the band and myself, it’s one that was produced when we were in very good condition. That is why, I’d wanted to meet with everyone’s faces in this event and to speak about YELLOW…I’m so sorry, it’s pathetic…m(_ _)m For ¾’s Kawasaki and 3/6’s Nishinomiya events, HARUNA, TOMOMI and RINA will represent me in conveying『YELLOW』at the scheduled event. Have fun!

I’ll also be checking up on everyone’s thoughts (regarding the album) at quick speed!

NEW ALBUM『YELLOW』. Using 10 years of time, we’d slowly come to be able to do all sorts of things. We did not intentionally mean for our 10th year to contain an album that has all of its songs, lyrics and composition made by the members, but to have been able to produce an album in this timing, it feels like a brand new start. I hope that it’ll reach many people.