Anyways, I think bakugo is still my fav of the big three. Like i loved him in that cringe way middle schoolers like characters back then, but i love his character development now!
I’m at that big meta liberation fight but specifically the part where Endevor smokes Shiggy (i don’t feel like spelling his whole name) and i love seeing how Bakugo has grown here specifically :S
my goat bruh
ALSO!!
Rip twice he was literally becoming my fav character, he died and i was literally just gawking at my screen 😭 killed my baby bro, i felt maternal towards that mf and they killed him!!
a/n: i wrote this when i was drunk so it’s all in lowercase, sorry.
zolotse- darling
"hold on, mmh—!" nat yelps, calling your name, and you grin, your lips cutting her off as soon as she walked through the door, kissing her as hard as you can, it's sloppy. you want to imprint it into her very being, she had you pinned against the wall and she shuts the door with her foot, you feel nat sigh into your mouth as you part. her eyes fogged with surprise, but also delight, so you move lower, your lips pressing against her neck. "someones happy to see me.." nat sighs, and you bite her sunkissed skin in response, not before soothing over it with your tongue. you're sure to leave a mark, or two, as many as you can, "i just.. got home.." she huffs.
nat's arms wrap around your waist, while yours unable to keep away from her. "i've missed you, red," you mumble inbetween breathes, "nnh, we're in the.. the doorway," nat says your name again. you kiss her pulse, feeling the quickening beat of her heart. you look up to see her half lidded and amused pupils, "then the kitchen it is." "i think that's.. worse," she chuckles, a flush creeping up her neck. "it's the furthest i can go before i devour you." and you kiss her again, feeling her legs tense up around your knee. "ha.. that's— that's real romantic.." nat smirks, and you hook a hand in the waist of her jeans, kissing her again, you pull her as close as you can.
you lead her towards the kitchen counter, and with each kiss, you feel lightheaded, she's finally home. your hands ball up the bottom of her tank top, tugging at it for her to take off, so you can feel every curve, every muscle and scar. she does, and that makes you one, very happy individual, your hands make quick work of her bra before tossing it aside, leaving nat in nothing but her jeans. pushing her against the cold marble, your hands move from nat's waist to her chest, your fingers pinch and pull at her nipples and she shudders. she tries to hold her sounds back, it's sweet, "i wanna hear you, red," nat wraps her arms around your neck, sighing into the air as she leans her head back.
you lick your lips before putting your mouth against her neck, feeling every vibration from her throat, then her ears. rather, the stretched skin behind her ears, it was sensitive as ever, you couldn't help but wonder if anyone ever treated nat as good as you do. "..i need you to touch me already," she pleads in a whisper, wanting her aching cunt to be touched. she grabs your wrist, pulling you down where she needs you most. "ah.. down there," she watches as your eyes glaze over with deep intent, like an animal hunting it's prey.
"i am touching you, dear." you tease, running a hand through her red roots, "you know what i.. i mean," she makes a halfhearted attempt at a punch at your ribs. nat huffs, her cheeks reddened like a sunburn as you pull her towards you, suffocating her lips with yours. while she's distracted, you unbuckle her jeans with one hand, the other in her red and blonde locks, tugging and tangling her hair up. you can feel her try to grind up on your thigh— that's hot— but then nat puts a hand on your chest, mid kiss, shoving you away. "i need air, zolotse..." her breathy laugh fills the air, and you quickly drop her jeans.
"i'm not a very patient person, romanoff," in the next moment, she has you taking your shirt off. "it's no fair that i'm the only one that's naked.." she complains, and you lean back into her chest, taking one of her nipples into your mouth, biting and pulling so it’s stiff. nat groans and squirms, yet she pulls your head closer to her, you take a hand and roughly swipe her core. through her panties, you already feel the wetness seeping through the cotton, you feel nat jolt, how her knees buckle. you support her up, sitting her up on the counter as you pull her panties to the side. "please.." her other hand grips the edge of the counter as you move her legs apart, pushing her down.
she feels you hook an arm underneath her thigh, leaving feather light kisses along her scarred skin. you lick long trails along nat's sensitive side, stopping right when you'd make it to her core. it was hell, wanting to tease your girlfriend, but wanting to have a taste of her after months of being at work. you wanted to treat nat for being away so long, but punish her for those same reasons, so you bit away. your other hand pressing down on her stomach, holding her down for when she'd writhe around. nat's strong legs wrap around you, pulling you closer, practically locking you in.
your thumb moves to her cunt, slowly encircling that nub and nat's quick to try and rock around your finger. "desperate are we?" you chuckle, you cant hold yourself back anymore and you lick a long strip up her pussy, savoring the taste on your tongue. nat lets out a helpless yelp, definitely not expecting it— not that it wasn't welcome though, "you taste like heaven.." you tell her before moving back to her thighs though, only wanting a taste of what you had been deprived of for so long. nat moves herself up, supporting herself up with an elbow, her other hand entangling within your hair.
she calls your name, "thought you..said something mmh, about devouring?" she pushes you down towards her dripping pussy, yanking your hair in. and at this point, you hum and think it's been long enough, "..you're right, i did say that." you move closer to her entrance, blowing cold air onto her cunt, she jolts, her back arching just in the slightest. and so you take that as an indicator to ravish yourself, immediately you suck on her clit. she cries out your name, "aren't you sensitive.." you mumble against her as she lets out a multitude of strained, drawn out whines, "go on, let all our neighbors know you're home, that you're mine."
you move your arm from atop nat's stomach to hooking them underneath her thighs, attempting to keep her from crushing your head as you finally lick and suck away. your tongue penetrates her folds, licking up every juice, leaving nothing behind, "oh fuck!" she hisses. nat moans your name again as her back arches, letting out a string of curses and sweet nothings, all with one hand entangled in your hair. pulling you closer and being used as an outlet for all the pleasure. you don't mind it, it does inflate your ego though, the avenger, assassin, assassin and spy, the black widow, moaning my name beneath me, haha..
nat threads her other hand in your hair and you look up, admiring how her back arches with every flock of your tongue. the way nat's mouth gasps from all of the pleasure, how her eyes water, how her face scrunches up, you miss it. and you make sure to leave scratches along her strong, trembling thighs. to mix pain with pleasure, so nat remembers to come home, because two months is far too long for you, and her. your nose digs into her cunt from how much she's shoving you in, and so you hold your breath and strive to make nat cum before you lose consciousness.
"..mgh, fuck—!" her thighs quiver, and she lets out a sweet, little cry, those shaking thighs clutch around you, your eyes water, you feel lightheaded again. and you're not sure if it's from nat's thighs absolutely choking you out, or from how high she makes you feel. "gonna.. cum—!" nat pants, you keep at that same pace, looking up at her for a reaction, with both hands in your hair, she begins grinding some more. bringing herself even closer to her long needed orgasm, her stomach burns, like fire pooling in her abdomen. and with another flick of your tongue, the walls around your tongue tighten with finality.
she trashes and moans, nat's thighs let your head go, her hands untangling themselves from your hair, finally you get a breath of air, but you don't stop. you help nat ride out that first wave of pleasure, slow licks while you drink up all of her juices, groaning at the taste. it sends more shockwaves up her sensitive body before you pull out, huffing deeply when you finally see her. nat’s frizzy red and blonde hair, those green eyes, the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest against the cold countertop. "i hope you don't think that's all," you tell her, licking your lips before bending down to kiss her.
"i wanna make you cum more than once, y'know," after years of training, nat’s endurance is stronger than ever, so she makes an effort to sit up. "i… hope not.." nat replies as she leans back on her arms, a hungry look still in her eyes. you hum approvingly, sticking two fingers in her mouth, "suck," you command, she's still a bit dazed from before. "did i fuck your brains out? already?" you laugh, your other hand moving to her clit, pinching it roughly. nat chokes up, and she bites down, swirling her tongue around your fingers. you finally pull her panties down, having moved them to the side earlier out of preference.
there you take your digits out of nat’s mouth, drool drips out the corner of her mouth as she pants, with your other hand, you wipe it away, licking the drool off your thumb. with fingers wet and ready, you plunge them in, giving no warning, your other hand on her thigh, keeping them apart. a choked whimper escapes her lips, her thighs tightening around your waist. “that’s my girl,” you lean into the crook of nat’s neck, and she tilts her head back for you to access. you bite at her pulse, feeling that racing beat of her heart as you pump your fingers in and out, making sure to go as deep as you can.
nat’s hands reach for something to grip, eventually landing around your neck, she’s got long nails so she’s scratching up your back. it stings, but it’s a good type of pain, “f—fuck, more, mmh..” nat groans, “please..” you move from her neck to her breasts, taking one nipple in your mouth, giving the same treatment you did before. nat’s loose enough for another finger, your cups around her cunt, your thumb rubbing her clit in more rough circles before you add the third digit. she yelps your name, “don’t stop— ah!” her nails dig into your back and you sigh, biting her the underside of her breast.
“fuck, you’re so hot.” you snarl, “i want you shaking beneath me,” you smile against her skin, feeling her walls clench around your digits. “m’ close,” she mewls, twining together a blur of russian, you look to the left of you, an idea popping in your mind. nat drowns in all the pleasure, her mind too clogged up to think about anything else, even when the soft ‘whr’ of your refrigerator. she doesn’t think much of it, but then, you pull out, nat clenches around air, looking back at you in surprise.
“why.. whyd you stop? i was so close,” she huffs, “you’ll see,” you straighten up, taking your digits and licking the juices off. that makes nat groan internally, her warm insides tighten up, now exposed to the cold air. then it gets colder, nat’s whole body shudders, jolting away in surprise, a sudden hiss from her mouth. the coldness replaces the warmth you brought her, “haah, is..is that an, ice cube?” she asks through half lidded eyes. her hands entangle themselves back in your hair, tugging as hard as she can.
“..don’t you catch on quick,” you smirk, pulling the crescent shaped ice cube in and out of her, slowly as to not drop it. it was strange, the burning of her body mixed with the ice, it was nice though, sending deep pulsing waves of pleasure all throughout nat’s body. you watch as she builds herself back up to her climax, having it stolen away earlier. nat’s eyes began tearing up, finding it rather difficult to adjust to the sudden drop in temperature. “hnng, please— please don’t s— stop again,” she yelps, and you chuckle, shifting the partially melted ice cube into your three digits.
your fingers cup the ice cube, your thumb keeping a good grip on it as you slipping back inside with ease. nat’s close, you can feel it, her thighs quiver and shake with ecstasy, “you’re close aren’t you? whenever you feel like it, go ahead and cum.” you whisper into her ear, your other hand grope at her breasts, and she wraps her legs around you again, letting out a helpless, extended noise. nat pulls you in even closer, as close as you can, you’re definitely going to do that again.
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the two of you didn’t stop, instead finally taking it to the bedroom, where the both of you fall asleep in each others arms. this was paradise, natasha was all you wanted, all you thought about those past few months. there was never a set date when she’d go on missions, so you were always at home, needy and alone. but it was okay, she was with you now, because she was finally home— is what you believed. because when you woke up to cold emptiness and a note, you felt your heart ache, because there was never time for love in war.
First of, this is all my own opinion and if you think they did Izzy dirty, you do you babez. But please don't come after me for what I think about Izzy and his character arc.
Tbh I don't really know if there could've been a direction for Izzy to go without Ed. Like he said, they were Blackbeard. In season 1 he saw Ed wanting to move on from Blackbeard, so he became desperate enough to give them up to the English so that Stede would be killed and they could stay as Blackbeard. But Ed really loved Stede, so he brought up the Act Of Grace just to save him. Then when he returned alone and became Blackbeard again, Izzy thought he got what he wanted. But it wasn't what he wanted after all.
In season 2, Ed was Blackbeard alone, leaving Izzy to feel isolated and hurt over and over again by something he thought he wanted. But that loneliness and separation from wanting/needing Blackbeard opened him up for the rest of the crew. It allowed him to accept their help and their love. So when that bullet he fired missed, he decided to go help his family instead. With Stede coming back, he allowed himself to finally have even the tiniest of friendship with him because he recognized the love Ed had for Stede. It wasn't mean and twisted like the love he thought he wanted from Blackbeard, but nice. By episode 6 he had enough courage to join the party the crew was having instead of brushing it off, even joining in with his iconic singing and look. He looked at the crew as family now, something he would fight and die for gladly. And eventually, he did.
I think even before they got to the boat, Izzy knew he didn't have much time. As much as the people around him wanted to help, it would only be a waste of time and resources. He apologizes for what he has done in the past even though they have BOTH been terrible to each other. Blackbeard was not healthy for either of the parties involved and both of them have grown to the point that they can see it now. Izzy thought he'd be nothing without Blackbeard, so he fought hard to keep Blackbeard as it was, only to see that without Blackbeard, he was so much more. When he says "I wanna go", I took it as him accepting death rather than just wanting to die in general. Because he crawled from his death bed to help his family, and seeing that his family was safe Ed included (Eddie, NOT Blackbeard). He has grown over the season to embrace Ed, to try and love him like he loved the idea of Blackbeard. So in his final moments, he tells Ed to just be Ed. Even giving us a mirroring scene with that "There he is" line. The difference is that s1 Izzy wanted Ed to become his image Blackbeard. s2 Izzy got to know Ed and just wanted him to be himself. And him dying was like the final nail in Blackbeard's. Ed killed his part of Blackbeard by embracing Edward and following his dream of opening an inn. Izzy killed his part of Blackbeard by learning to be his own being and being a part of something else: the crew, his new family. And though he unfortunately didn't survive to see them thrive, he died knowing his family was safe. With the "brains of the operation" being gone, Blackbeard is truly... dead.
Also, I've seen a couple people say that they didn't like how Izzy was buried on land near the inn. Like,, sure, again you can have your opinions, but you can't exactly bury him in the local cemetery. And if he was just dropped in the sea, it would've felt like just another joke like "welp, that's dealt with". I like to think that having Izzy's grave near the inn allows Ed to go and talk to him but that's just a headcanon lol.
So TLDR: I think they did Izzy's character arc justice by having him learn that his desire of needing to be a part of Blackbeard was not healthy, learning to open himself up to his new family and eventually learning to love Eddie for Ed, not Blackbeard.
Of course it would've been nice to see Izzy thrive in season 3, but his character arc is done (dead and buried lmao). Yes, it was rushed, but I blame HBO max entirely, this show deserved 10 episodes.
