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Guide

Poetry:

- 1

- 2

- 3

- 4

- 5

- 6

- 7

- 8

- 9

- 10

- 11

- 12 - 13

- 14

- 15

- 16 - 17 - 18

- 19 Art:

- Satoru and Suguru final moments.

Fanfics:

- Showering with Satoru Headcanons.

- Burning Revenge - Bakugou.

- Happy birthday letter to Aizawa (2022).

- The Art of Deception: The Deadly Dance - Aizawa. - Letters Left Unsent - Hawks.

- Toji talk.

- Shouta Aizawa birthday post 2023. - The Traveller - Bakugou - Shouta Aizawa birthday post 2025. - Toxic Cycle - Caleb (nsfw)

[shoutascoffeepot]

for anyone thinking of getting lasik YOU CAN SMELL YOUR CORNEA BURNING OFF

[loveridden1999]

in a way i am my own dead wife

[ruinfinity]

| migraines and minglings | sylus x f!reader |

author's note: bruh i dunno what happened to me today, i was doing a-okay but i've had an insane migraine since the morning. 500 mg painkillers and 2 hours later, it's numbed down a bit... not enough. but a bit. :)) i've also started finding some solace in writing my cutieful qinche because i kin him and the writing flows very easily for me, not much to think, but also getting back into writing slowly and steadily :D gonna go for lunch after this and bag a starbucks iced latte mlem mlem (with salted caramel + grande) <3 as a good job to angel girl ena for trooping through it while i am sitting at work.

comfort, mentions of nausea and vomiting, sylus being the dadda he is :D

the date was planned after your work hours, and you knew the importance of it. sylus had gone abroad for some deals and this is your first time seeing him after two weeks. timezone differences, your hectic schedule at work, lack of rest, stress.. all of it had to come like a nail on the coffin today. you hate that it's happening to you... but you can't possibly get up. the ache feels unreal.

you struggle to open the apartment door, fiddling with the code and your fingerprint as you get inside, feet wobbly and a soft whimper echoing through you. you can slightly feel the aural migraine engulf your vision slowly. the idea of it, crumbling your heart. you don't want to ditch sylus... you both had planned a date in one of the most sought out restaurants.

then it lurches like weeds, the nausea in your nerves. you rush to the bathroom immediately, bending over the toilet and hurling your guts out.

it's then, that your phone vibrates. the familiar caller id and caller picture of your beautiful, gorgeous man. before you could pick it up, you hurl down the toilet again. the waves of nausea and the power it takes from your body only makes your head throb harder.

barely a minute later, the door to your apartment opens. it's sylus. "uh oh... don't tell me you have a surprise to show me after two weeks. would i happen to see a positive sign of test-"

"shut up, sylus." you roll your eyes, "i am not pregnant, just- migrainey-" you scoffed, pulling out the tissues to wipe at your face and flushing it out.

you're dry heaving now, when another wave passes through you. sylus somehow rushing next to you, holding your hair up gently. his hold almost makes you surprised... someone so dangerous, feared.. holding you like you'd crumble. "there there. it's okay. don't be embarrassed now, you're still pretty."

he smiles even before you could protest against him to get out of the bathroom, that you're okay. that he -- doesn't need to stay here with you and watch you wither miserably. "i'm sure meeting me after two weeks and finding me not dolled up is disappointing."

"why would i be disappointed when you're always a doll?" he purrs, gently taking the tissues from your hand and wiping off at your cheeks. his gaze so tender you almost think about .... if there was a hypothetical pregnancy test to show him.

"i'm sorry, just... you know..." your words fail you against his touch, his thumb rubbing slow, soft circles on your brow. it feels... liberating almost. and the ritual of him tending to you, makes you forget about everything else.

"don't apologize, you done? or is your stomach interested in tormenting you more?" he purrs, low rubble. careful not to raise his voice too much that it hurts your oversensitive nerves.

"m. done..." you pout softly, flailing your arms at him like a kitten for uppies. his kitten.

he picks you up, "there you go." holding you in one hand on his lap as he effortlessly walks to your kitchen, getting some water and a rice cracker. "you need to eat this, be slow. take all the time you need, mhm?" he is so gentle, like the spring breeze.

you nibble at the cracker, sipping slowly when he gets to the medicine cabinet, "say aaa." he smirks, helping you take your painkiller.

"there we go. good girl." the low rumble of his voice makes your inner child feel happy. like she's curled up in a weighted blanket against her bed. there's rain outside, thunderstorm and the comfort of a caregiver.

you don't know when you fall asleep on his lap. breathing softly as your chest rises and falls in tandem to his heartbeat. mephi comes in and before he can open his mouth, sylus puts his finger on his lips, brow raised in warning.

he needs silence.

his kitten is asleep.

"good thing i... let you hover around her." he whispers softly at mephisto. patting your booty and rubbing your back.

you know when you wake up, your migraine would be gone.

[shoutascoffeepot]

this is adorable its giving 🥺

esp with my stupid aa if i dont get coffee and try to cold turkey it i get the worst withdrawal migraine or when im dumb and forget to hydrate i get those dehydration migraines 💔💔💔

[toxic-coffeeshipper]

self shipping angst is sooo funny. yeah this is my favorite character and romantic partner i love them with my entire heart. im going to make sure i almost die in front of them

[ruinfinity]

bro you're a fucking loser what the fuck is that username you should end your life for liking incest

Ueueueueue I can’t understand the difference between fiction and reality Ueueueueue

[shoutascoffeepot]

Anon you’re a coward that couldn’t even fucking come out with your main and say it with youre chest so how about you take a your ten year old used rosetoy and shove it where the sun dont shine?

[shoutascoffeepot]

sometimes i eat pumpkin seeds with the shells whole because im too lazy to peel them.

[shoutascoffeepot]

ITS KATSUKI BAKUGOU LORD EXPLOSION DYNAMIGHT BIRTHDAY

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Item: The Prologue Rarity: ✦ Uncommon

What video game has the best opening scene or level?

Feed your dashboard by answering my question, blogger.

i don't play many video games, but i guess minecraft because it's pretty nostalgic?

[shoutascoffeepot]

Light that breaks through leaves

Cold water, washing at our feet, and a spring’s breeze

Warm sun, a flame that never ceases

The softness of petals,  fingers intertwining, a relieve. 

Unlike the seasons, you and I are a constant

Through drownings, through falls, we come back

I will hold you when no one does, when the world dares to attack

It shall hit me first, for I’d rather die than see you hurt. 

You’re not what you think you are, do not insult my beloved that way. 

Not pathetic, but strong, a warrior, that didn’t conform but instead carved her own leeway. 

It is okay to lean on me, my soldier, you are no stranger

To my heart, you’re the gold between the cracks, you are part of it. 

Rain will come again to wash away all of the sins 

The disgust the outer world parted us with, the horrors kept within

Perhaps this is just as temporary journey, a battle we never meant to win

Albeit, with you I won the lottery, it always has been. 

All the karma was for you, and I wouldn’t change it for the world

The world can fight, argue, launch missiles, explode

They do not know of the blessing I have been bestowed. 

Like the unlikeliness of snow. 

Between the chances of one in four hundred Trillion

Of you being born. 

And that’s two in eight hundred Trillion

Chances that the universe made us strangers are billion times more than knowing each each other

It’s 1 in 20 billion.

Do not walk out on me

Do not give up on life

One day, I promise, we’ll laugh by the sea

For the universe wants us to fight

Come home, little warrior, everyday

It will always be me. Always belong to me.

Happy birthday my sin, my sun, 

Happy birthday my blessing, my karma

Happy birthday, my moon, my void 

For each year, each day, each moment, you defy the silliness of the universe’s fine draw.

I shall love you more and more in each unit of time, and that is my divine law.

[shoutascoffeepot]

You’re so obsessed with me 🤭 💗💗

i am. does it show? it better.

i even have a special tag for u forgot?

[girlnumbersix]

ladies we need to start frantically and obsessively reading books in less than 24 hours again..remember how happy we were

[shoutascoffeepot]

Toxic Cycle - Caleb

Warnings: NSFW, Toxic Themes, Breaking things.

Themes: Caleb x F! Reader, Angry Sex, just read dammit.

Crackles of thunder, the rain pouring, and a burning anger boiling in the pits of your stomach. Gege- Caleb always promised you to never fly in bad weather. It's so bad all commercial flights and missions are put on hold and cancelled. Why does he always fucking need to prove a point that he's... Some sort of god?

The door creaks as the familiar man comes in, and though you're standing by the window, in the dark, you look over your shoulder across the room at him.

He knows you're pissed.

"Please. Listen-"

"Quit the airforce."

"I hear you, and I want you to know I care about your feelings-"

"No. You care about my feelings? Then you quit the airforce. Why the fuck do you need to fly in impossible circumstances? Always like this with you. You always have to prove something. You. Are. Not. God. And nothing you do will ever make you as great as you try to be."

He bites down on his lip, it hurts. Good.

"It's not as simple as that."

"It is." You take the picture of you two as kids he had hanging.

"It's either you quit, or we're strangers." You throw the picture on the floor, stepping on the glass.

"NO!"

He immediately pounces where you are but its too late.

"Don't make us go through this-" He grits

"I can't fucking do this you make me hate you so much, I hate you. I can't wait around- And worry."

You start punching him, punching his chest, pushing him away, yanking your hand away. Things fall, you bump into a table, as you grip his collar to pull him out of your sight, his sweater riiiiiips.

And silence. Only the sound was the raining, and suddenly the hairs on both your necks stood. Your eyes drips over his chest down, breath heavy. And back up.

Lips crash, his hand pulling your neck closer, and you pull the remains of his torn sweater closer.

"Take this fuckign shit off." You sighed against his lips.

"For the record." He throws it away and unbuckles his belt, only to push you against the dining, table, lifting your ass up, more things fall but who the fuck cares? His hand hot against your skin, peeling off, ripping off the clothes from your body.

The duality of how cold it is and how hot he feels against you, lips tracing patters, up your neck, jaw, lips, biting hard.

"I am better than god." he shoves his tongue inside your moth, knocking the breath out of you, you can feel his hardness against your thigh, crotch.

His hang finds its sinful path up, between the gates to his heaven and he smiles when he feels the wetness. He won't spare you for trying to leave him. It's adorable, really. That you thought you could escape the toxic cycle.

"Say it." He whispers, leaning away just enough to look at your face.

You stare at him, still pissed, and he is pissed with you, his gaze cold but you know, you recognize the softness behind them.

Like a snake, his fingers slither the little skimpy underwear away and spread your pussy lips, and you struggle to hold composure, hold ground. You expected one of his fingers to slide in.

Not the girthy mushroom tip of his to stretch you, slowly, he doesn't stop yet it's not a quick thrust, its a slow, painfully pleasing stretch. Your mouth falls open.

"Fa-aah~" A whimper escaped you.

"I'll show you, a thing or two, princess." He started pounding, hard, slow pull out then a hard rut that knocks out the air from you.

Your back arches, your moans like his little corrupt angel singing. His so in his head, his head tips back exposing his adams apple, you're squeezing so tight, really milking him.

"Graces, I've fucking sinned." He sighs in utter pleasure, voice rough.

His hands come to knead at your breasts, toying with the hardened nipples. The sounds of skin smacking against skin, heavy breathing, moans, drowning everything else, it's all too much..

"Maybe-" Thrust

"You shouldn't-" Thrust, and he hoists your legs up around his waist, pulling you closer. His veiny cock making your walls throb in need with every stroke.

"Say bullshit just because.." He holds your face with one hand.

"You really just love me so much" Caleb squishes your cheeks so your mouth purses.

"Right, pipsqueak?" He smiled.

"Right here." He leans down, his hand lets go, kissing you passionately.

His fingers find your clit, spanking lightly. "Right now" He whispers between kisses. His pace quickens, and he can almost reach your cervix and its so delightfully aching when he does.

"I'm god." He growls.

[sayuni123]

Just Sylus enjoying his meal 🍽️

inspired by “Eager Captive” Secret Times

Full comic in bio 🔗

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[queenrojpag]

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my ma my ma my man my baby my babyyyy

[ruinfinity]

Ofcourse for my pumpkinpie dumpling baby cupcake angel daddy mother Sumgu I assign the song Once Upon a Dream by Lana 💗💗

[shoutascoffeepot]

i remember you once said you didnt like lana 🤨

[ruinfinity]

No I said that about Mitski get your memory checked /lh

[shoutascoffeepot]

you said both lana and mitski i remember cos they both have poetic nonsense lyrics

[ruinfinity]

I think the song which is Bakugou is … Emptiness, yk yk the one. Your hips your thighs, you got me hypnotised.

[shoutascoffeepot]

i beg to differ his song is iris by the goo goo dolls

or atom bomb by christian locke