────⋆⋅☆ Chase ! Lust For Love

────⋆⋅☆ Chase ! Lust for Love

.ᐟCw: Suggestive, stripper!reader x street racer!otoya, overly dramatic scenes, extra long, lap dance, money

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"I pray the medication slow me down But that shit doesn't work when you're around" - lust by chase Atlantic

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ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 2

Its been weeks and for some reason, you’re still thinking about that mysterious man who came in, kiss you like he’s your prince charming and dipped after paying a literal mortgage.

You came to the club every day, even on days when you didn’t work, just so maybe, maybe you could see him again.

You hated how he so quickly bought you off. Unlike other men who were stingy with their money, he wasn’t. That man was… different.

Which was obviously dangerous for you, so you decided not to think too deeply about it.

You looked at your reflection in the mirror, the pads of your fingers grazing over your lips where he devoured you.

“Yn! Your time to shine, princess, get on stage,” one of the other girls said, giving you a thumbs up, you smiled at her, walking up on stage to perform for hungry men.

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“What happened to otoya?” Chigiri asked, lighting his cigarette up using a black lighter. he was leaning against the hood of his car, watching the competitors for today line up at the starting line.

“He’s going crazy over some chic” Karasu said, throwing an arm around otoya, who had his head dropped into his hands.

“It’ll be okay, i’m sure your Cinderella will find her way back to you”

“Wasn’t it the prince who found her?”

“Shut up, chigiri” karasu scoffed, rolling his eyes.

“I don’t think I’ve ever needed a woman as bad as i need her” otoya groaned, his fingers laced in his hair, tugging at the roots.

“This is so shocking, considering you never think twice about the women you’ve hooked up with.”

“We didn’t even hook up!” he cried out, throwing his head back like he’s having some sort of tantrum. Chigiri just looked away, not wanting to keep up with his dramatic ass.

Karasu laughed, patting his back.

“It’s okay, man. Don’t cry” he teased the poor guy, getting an elbow in the ribs.

“I haven’t even had time to go back to the club. This stupid shit has kept me so busy and then I had to help out bachira with some business he had with his plug” he said, dropping down, his body went thud against the car.

“Dude..” Chigiri stared, rubbing his forehead.

“Karasu, bring that sorry piece of shit, let’s go find his girl” otoya sat up in seconds, smiling like a 6 year old who just got handed a big ass lollipop.

They all went to the club but Otoya was the only one who watched the dancers intently, hoping one of them was you. Karasu and chigiri went to take shots.

It was unfortunate that he arrived at the club right after your shift finished. He tried looking around, even asking some of the other strippers, he didn’t know your name but tried his best to describe you from his hazy memory.

“No, sorry, i have no clue who you’re talking about” Some blonde apologetically smiled at him before she left as well.

This continued for well over another week until finally. Finally, when he was about to walk out of the club, giving up, he caught a glimpse of something in the corner of his eye. He knew it was you, it was the same way you caught his attention for the first time.

Otoya was frozen for a second before he watched you get on stage. The loud music thrummed against every surface of the club, the bass could be felt in the floors.

The way you danced around the pole was mesmerizing. He just stared in awe. Not tearing his eyes away even for a single second.

Your thighs were wrapped around the pole as you gracefully landed on your feet.

He watched as you left the stage.

Last time, you declined to give a lap dance. Maybe he would’ve gotten denied again. Or maybe.. Just maybe.

He shook his head, running a hand through his hair before walking out.

You on the other hand, saw him. When you were dancing around the pole, you got a glimpse of that green hair and you knew it was him.

You had been seeing him for the past few days. But every time he would show up, you’d either leave early or change your dance shift with someone else.

You wanted to see him, but at the same time, you were scared. What if he asked for a private dance again or what if he’s too pushy? He’s been coming non-stop for almost 11 days now. It’s driving you mad. Is he mad? Maybe.

And again, the next day he was back. He did tell himself it would be the last time before he moved on but when he saw you again, calm expression, the glitter on your skin and hair shimmering under the neon lights. He couldn’t hold himself back.

This time, you made eye contact with him. You stared at him while you danced, all the way until you were walking off the stage again.

A part of you was hoping he’d come back, follow you backstage, and talk to you, but to your surprise, he doesn’t. You’re confused; you came around at the front, and once agai,n he was gone. You scoffed in annoyance, rushing up to the front door. Before you could step out, you collided with someone’s chest.

You looked up and, oh wow, speak of the devil and the devil makes an appearance, or however the saying goes.

Ugh, he was such a prick. Why was he playing with you like this?

You pushed yourself back, noticing his hand was on your waist to keep you from falling. Otoya, on the other hand, looked like he just won the lottery, though he didn't need it.

“You ok-”

“What the hell is your problem?” your voice coming out a bit louder than necessary. You glared up at him and he seemed just as confused as the bouncer who was eavesdropping.

“What..?”

“What do you want?” you said, crossing your arms over your chest.

He smirked, laughing under his breath before leaning down to whisper against your ear, “i want you, but I don't think you’re gonna let me have that.”

You shake your head, and he just shrugs, “What can i say? You’ve been on my mind since that kiss. can’t forget you.”

If you truly decided to be honest with yourself, he was also on your mind, he’s been on your mind, and you couldn’t stop thinking of him. Every time you saw him, you held back because you wanted to run up to him, kiss him again, maybe even give him that dance that he wanted.

You knew he was toying with you; he was a player, and that’s all they do. But the way his eyes undressed you, not leaving a single inch of your body unseen, made you feel more naked than you already were.

You didn’t want a man like him; they were trouble and on that note, you wanted something that would last, something that was real, raw, something you wouldn’t find in this generation.

You saw a white Acura NSX behind him with green accents and a neon green underglow.

“Is that yours?” You asked, finally breaking the silence.

He nodded, turning to look in your direction.

“You like it? Wanna ride?” He grins, leaning in beside you.

You felt your face heat up, moving away from him.

“I'm still working.”

“You need money?”

“I'll end up getting fired, idiot.”

“Let's see, that your manager?” He asked. Pointing to the girl talking to the bartender. You nodded, and he was quick to walk over, sliding beside her.

You couldn't hear what he was saying, but she was laughing. he pointed in your direction, and she smiled, agreeing to something.

What? It was that easy?

He jogged back, grabbing you by your wrist and dragging you out.

“Wait, wait! I need to change, I can't leave like this” You pushed him back. He sighed, taking off his bomber jacket and putting it over your shoulders.

“There. Better? And don't worry, we won't Be getting out of the car so don't worry about below the waist.” He grinned, placing his hand on the small of your back and guiding you towards his car. He opened the door for you, letting you sit inside.

You couldn't see but you swore your face was red. Why was he like this?

He sat in the driver’s side. The engine roared to life beneath you, drowning out all the noise in the outside world.

It made you realize something: you may not be able to handle the man otoya eita was.

You were pushed back as Otoya stepped on the gas.

You fixed his jacket, slipping your arms into the holes and wrapping it around your body.

You were about to speak up when you realized you still hadn’t asked for his name.

“Your name. What is it?”

He eyed you, smirking, pushing his hair back.

“Name’s otoya eita, but you can call me yours, babe.” You scoffed at his audacity, trying to keep a straight face.

“You’re so..so-”

“Hot? I know, but i appreciate the compliment.”

“Idiot..” you heard him chuckle, dropping his hand from the wheel to your thigh. Your breath caught in your throat, staring down at the hand as he squeezed the soft flesh.

The cool wind ran through your hair as the tires screeched.

“How did you have that kind of money?”

He grinned, drumming his fingers against your thigh.

“I race”

“Oh like… f1-”

“Illegally for money”

You eyed him, going quiet. Is that what he meant when he said he couldn’t write you a check? You nodded, acting like you understood.

“You followed me”

“I did?”

“You came to club almost every day.”

“Oh so you were watching me, yeah?” you nudged his shoulder, laughing

“Get outta here, you're so full of yourself,” he laughed, his smile spread across his face, you could feel your heartbeat speed up.

“I mean, what can i say? You’ve been on my mind since you turned me down, baby”

“Uh-huh, anything else you wanna say that makes you seem more like a player than you already are?”

“Can we kiss again?”

What?

You wanted to laugh, but he looked dead serious. The car came to a halt, and you looked around to se brought you to some cliffside area. You didn’t answer; you stepped out the car, making your way forward and placing your hand on the railing.

Wow. it was beautiful, the city looked so small, neon colours and bright yellow lights scattered everywhere. Like ou stood on top of the world.

“It’s pretty.”

You whispered, gasping when otoya’s warm breath hit your nape.

“Isn’t it? It’s my little hideout.”

‘Pfft, hideout? Are you some sort of villain?”

“Nahh I'm actually a ninja in disguise.”

“Oh my god, shut up, I’m totally so turned on right now” you joked. both of you stared at each other before bursting out laughing.

“You’re the first person i brought here.”

“Liar”

“if i wanted to lie, I’d do it about something that would make you fall for me even harder.” his expression was calm, and his eyes were telling the truth.

“Why’d you bring me here?”

“Because it’s beautiful like you.”

You sighed, leaning back onto the railing. Otoya stood in front of you; he hooked a finger under your chin, making you look up at him.

“You look good in my jacket.” you pout, relaxing yourself.

“Kiss me.” You didn’t need to tell him twice; he was leaning down, capturing your lips with his, and you wrapped your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. He tugged at your lower lip, slipping his tongue into your mouth. You moaned as his hands trailed down, groping your ass over the jacket.

“Can I have that lap dance now?”

You sighed, rolling your eyes, pushing him back until his back came in contact with the front of his car.

“Get in.” not surprising he was gonna get rejected. He kissed his teeth sitting in the driver's seat.

“I’ll drop you off, yeah?” He was a little quiet, placing his hands on the wheel when the driver’s side door opened. He flinched when you entered, climbing onto his lap, shutting the door.

“Music?” you asked, tilting your head. Otoya stared at you for a series of seconds before snapping back to reality. He turned up the music, placing his hands on your hips.

You moved your hips, feeling the way his muscles tensed beneath you. he sighs, throwing his head back. He’s never like this, he feels like he’s in high school going through puberty again.

His boner was poking into your core, you bit down on your lip, leaning in to graze your lips against him.

“Fuck..” he groaned. The music really set the scene, feeling it vibrate through your bodies.

“How much?” you pushed yourself back, looking confused

“For?”

“The dance? It was 150k for the kiss, how much for the dance and an additional 150 for the kiss you gave earlier.”

What.

There's no way in hell he could pay you that amount again, plus more. And your question was how does he just have this type of money lying around wherever he goes? is he trying to get robbed?

“I don’t know,” you said because you really didn’t know.

“Let's do 200k for the dance and 150k for the kiss, yeah?” god, how you hated guys who threw around money like it’s paper, it was so hot.

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A/n: wow he's rich rich. ik this is gonna flop cause otoya underrated asf and this chapter is rlly long but let's see. im gonna write a 2.5 which will include smut (can be read as a standalone)

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i wish moot; bunnyhops 🐰 200k for the dance PLUS 150k for the kiss??? mf are you trying to pay my bills? goddamn just throwing money around like it ain’t shit

L.O.V.E Masterlist

🎮 tomura shigaraki x fem!reader smau

a strangers/online friends to lovers university au

photo credits; pinterest and my moot kenzie

college is hard, gaming is fun, but when you get partnered with tomura, the quiet boy in your graphic design class, for a project you find that not ever thing is as it seems. but don’t worry, your secret crush and online gamer buddy, shigaraki, is always willing to listen to you yap about your day. it becomes a problem when you start to develop feelings for tomura. you’ve started a new game, one called L.O.V.E, can you beat it?

L - learn the rules

O - own your skills

V - view your stats

E - enter next stage

game start up;

the gremlins (y/n’s group)

the streamers (tomura’s group) {credits to kisa for tomura’s username}

game one main menu; (written chapters marked with 🎮)

level one; graphic design 🎮

level two; you know toga? 🎮

level three; a day with tomu 🎮

level four; your voice is my safe space 🎮

level five; new character unlocked

level six; chance meetings 🎮

level seven; cold soba

level eight; party animals

level nine; drink away the pain 🎮

level ten; going home with tomu 🎮

game two main menu;

level eleven; dr. tomu and nurse shoto

checkpoint;

#1; nighttime call w shigs 🎮

#2; touya's staring problem 🎮

#3; keigo lore 🎮

#4; streamers, musicians & 2 adults

the title is taken from undertale (the opening scene with flowey) but the letters stand for something different with this smau.

checkpoints are behind the scenes, they’re not completely part of the canon plot, just little looks into their lives.

disclaimer; i use my old phone for the twitter profiles and my current one for the smaus so the emojis will look different. and each chapter will contain its own warnings.

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samm1e13

1 month ago

he's so bf

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real what op said

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samm1e13

1 month ago

✨soft asks✨

What song makes you feel better?

What is your go to comfort show?

Reading or writing? Why?

Whats your favorite feeling?

How do you like to take care of yourself?

What’s your favorite candle scent?

Who do you feel most like yourself around?

Whats a fabric/texture that’s nostalgic for you?

Best childhood moment?

When was the last time you laughed so hard you cried? (or just felt really good afterwards)

Do you have a comfort item? Tell us about it!

What calms you down?

Bath or shower to relax?

Whats something upcoming that you’re excited for?

Comfort food?

What’s something you want to create soon?

How do you feel best loved?

What age in life do you think you’ll feel most yourself at?

Have you ever written or received a love letter?

Tell us about a memory you hold close to your heart.

Tea, Coffee, or hot cocoa?

Name of your favorite playlist?

Have you ever received flowers?

Who is your bestfriend?

If your soul was a color, what would it be?

If you could live anywhere with anyone you want, where would it be and who would you bring?

Do you like to garden? Have you ever grown something?

What are you proudest of?

Are you a kind person?

What do your hobbies look like?

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moot; twinn🤞🏼 yay i love little games like this coming to yap in ur askbox rq w questions

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samm1e13

2 months ago

me going back over my reblog and realize i, in fact, did add nanami and actually got an 84% with him 🫠

i see you and ur daddy issues

i got 88% with nanami too but i was too ashamed to further showcase my daddy issues 🫣

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sam/james yap session i shall see myself out me and my fucked up daddy issues sigh 😔🚬

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samm1e13

1 month ago

ᝰ.ᐟ Brat princess

.ᐟ cw: Smut mdni, street racer!chigiri, brat taming, Bratty!reader, whiny/fussy!reader, sex toys

"𝐽𝑇 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑐𝑡 𝑢𝑝, 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑢𝑠𝑠𝑦 𝑢𝑝" - 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑦 𝑃𝐴𝑅𝑇𝑌𝑁𝐸𝑋𝑇𝐷𝑂𝑂𝑅

ᯓ★ᯓ⚡︎

You were Chigiri’s girl. It was apparent, the way to clung onto him, wrapped your arms around his bicep, was always his passenger princess whenever he raced.

What wasn’t obvious, though, was the fact that you were a complete brat and needed his attention 24/7.

“Babyyyy, look at me, Stop looking at your phone” you whined, wrapping your arms around his torso, placing your chin on his chest to look up at him.

“I know i know. give me a second, let me finish this” he said, then tucked his phone into his back pocket. Pushing your hair out of your face, he cupped your cheeks and kissed your pouting lips.

“Better?” you grinned, nodding.

He smiled, walking towards his car. You followed behind like a dog, sitting in the passenger seat when he opened the door for you.

He came around, buckling in and driving up to the start line.

“Behave, ok? After I win, I’ll give you all the attention that you want.” he nodded, biting your lip in anticipation.

The only thing running through your head right now was ways to make him mad at you.

The second the flag girl said ‘go,’ your back was pushed against the seat. This was always the scariest, when he started.

You placed your hand on top of his that was on the gear shift.

He looked at you, raising a brow.

“That was fast, sorry,” you giggled, chigiri smiled, moving his hand so it was on top of yours.

“Hold on tight, princess, i’m speeding up” You nodded, watching as his hand tightened on top of your, aggressively moving the gear shift.

He looked out his window, flipping off the person he sped past.

“Hyoma, you look so hot when you’re all focused,” your voice dropping down to a low seductive whisper.

His jaw clenched, which didn’t go unnoticed.

“Baby, don’t ignore me,” you whined, pouting at him. You knew he was watching you but his eyes stayed focused on the road. He ignored your little antics, trying to stay in his zone.

“You know i get bitchy when you don’t pay attention to me!” you huffed, pulling your hand away from his, nudging him.

“Princess.. I swear to- look, i’ll give you whatever you want; just let me finish the race, k?” he mumbled, narrowing his eyes on the car in front of him.

It’s like the cogs were turning in your head when suddenly something popped in your head.

“Hyooomaaa” you shifted in your seat so you were facing him.

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Kinda busy, yn” he said harshly. Taking a sharp right, which nearly had you flying out the window.

“Why are you so focused on the race anyways? you make it look so easy.” You crossed your arms, pouting. The mini skirt you were wearing rode up your thighs as you moved around.

You leaned in closer, placing your hand on his thigh.

You could see his knuckles flex under the dim glow of the street lights, the way his grip tightened around the steering wheel.

“Since it’s easy, i should make it harder for you, right?” you leaned in to kiss his cheek, purposely pressing your tits against his arm.

“Careful.” was all he said, You knew he was hard. You could see his pants tighten.

You grinned, wanting to push further but his hand moved from the gear shift, taking a hold of your hand that rested on his thigh and placed it on top of yours.

“You really don’t know when to stop, do you?” he said, his fingers trailing up your inner thighs.

“You constantly whine about attention but forget that I decide when you get it” A shiver ran down your spine; you looked at him to see him already eyeing you before looking back onto the road.

Your breath hitched as he spread your legs with hand one, swerving the car with the other. You sat there not moving because who knows what would happen if you pissed him off anymore.

“Glove box” he said, his voice different from his usual sweet and soft voice. What was even crazier was that he was somehow ahead of all the cars even while taking care of the issue at hand.

You opened the glove box, watching him take out a small black box. Your stomach twisted as he handed you the box.

“Open it and take it out”

Open what? Take what out? You mumbled something, cracking open the box and taking out a little pink.. Bullet vibrator?

“Hyoma is this the right thing?” you asked quietly, staring down at the silicone toy.

“Yes, spread your legs and press it against your cunt” he said, turning again, tires screeching against the asphalt.

You let out a shaky breath, spreading your legs and adjusting yourself. You went to remove your panties but chigiri’s voice stopped you.

“I never asked you to remove them, did i?”

“No…”

“Then keep em on, brat” he stared you down, watching as you pressed the vibrator against your clit, the sudden buzzing made you jump.

You saw chigiri holding his phone in his hand, controlling the vibrations of the toy.

“Hyoma..” you whined, clearly this wasn’t what you wanted at all. You wanted chigiri’s attention, not for him to use a stupid toy on you.

You pressed the toy against the fabric of your panties; the friction and the vibrations made you squirm.

“Think you can be a good girl and wait till i finish the race or do you i need to remind you how i handle brat?” he said, placing his hand on your thigh again, his fingers grazing just past your panties.

Your stomach flipped at the warning, and you bit your lip. He chuckled, thumb tracing slow circles against your inner thigh. You stayed silent, not giving him the answer that he wanted.

“So that’s how it’s gonna be, huh? Alright, fine, works for me” he shrugged, snatching the toy out your hand.

“Colour?” he asked, you stared at his hand on your thighs, tears pooling your waterline at the lack of pleasure.

“G..green” you stuttered. His smirk was razor-sharp before he moved your panties to the side, rubbing the unmoving toy against your pussy. You gasped, holding onto his forearm.

He Let it slip around and collect your slick before sliding it into place, covering the toy with your soiled panties.

“You wanted attention, didn’t you? Well now you have it, brat” he said, speeding up his car again.

“If i lose because of you, just know, i won’t let you sleep all night. i’ll make you work overtime just for my pleasure,” he said, cleaning his fingers off with his tongue. The sight alone had you clenching around nothing.

He pulled out his phone again, a single tap was all it took to have you squirming again. He could finally focus on the road again.

“Hyoma- please” you cried out, wanting his attention back on you.

“Princess this is the lowest speed. relax.” he laughed at your pathetic expression.

“Hyoma no, turn it off,” your voice hitched, you babbled, tugging at his sleeve. “I don’t like. vibrators. Turn it off please.”

“You don’t get to fucking complain, yn. After all, you wanted this, didn’t you” your stomach turned and twisted. He tapped his phone again, the low buzzing increased, getting louder and faster.

You slid down your seat, trying to keep your composure but it clearly wasn’t working.

You whimpered, gripping the seat as he sped up, challenging the car infront of him, the vibrations pulsing between your thighs with every bump, every turn.

And then—

He cranked it up.

A choked moan slipped from your lips as the intensity spiked, your body jolting as pleasure wracked through you.

“I’m sorry, hyo-ma, i’m sorry” your words came out choked, you wiped your eyes with the back of your hand.

The car was a mere couple kilometres away from the finish line. Chigiri relaxed knowing theres not a single car behind him. He let his hand rest on your thigh again, his long fingers pressed against your panties, really pushing the vibrator up against your throbbing clit and needy hole.

The streetlights cast fleeting shadows across his sharp features, the smirk on his lips nothing short of cruel. He was enjoying this—enjoying watching you fall apart in the passenger seat while he stayed perfectly composed.

Bastard.

“Wow, it’s a mess down here” he grinned, laughing as you glared at him, lips trembling while you barely held on.

“Cum.. wanna cum, please” you whined, wrapping your arms around his. Your mascara had melted down your fac,e and your lipstick was wiped off by your tongue.

“No.” was all he said as he car crossed the finish line, obviously getting first place. You panicked at the hoard of people that surrounded his car. Thankfully his windows were tinted but chigiri would eventually have to step out and everyone.. They’d see you. They’d see the mess chigiri had made of you.

“Hyoma i’m removing it” you rushed, reaching for the vibrator, it pained you to do this, while you were so close to finishing.

He let the people tap on his window and the girls scream his name. He leaned over you, moving your panties to push 3 fingers inside your wet hole. The sound made you cringe. he moved his fingers against your gummy walls, making sure you feel the stretch.

“Hyo-”

“Cum.” he said, using his phone with his other hand to turn the toy up to the highest setting, you choked, biting back a moan. The toy massaged your clit all while his fingers worked magic inside of you and before you knew it, you were cumming on his fingers, covering them with your arousal.

“Shit, that was hot” he mumbled, taking them into his mouth, kissing your cheek and he stepped out the vehicle.

You sighed when you felt him turn off the vibrator. He closed the door behind him so no one would see. He came back quickly with a wad of cash in both his hands. he stepped inside, throwing it in the back seat, smirking at you.

He reached over to remove the vibrator. You both looked at the shiny, wet toy that was covered in your translucent liquid. He smirked while you looked away, flustered.

“My princess can be such a brat sometimes,” he said against your ear “so next time, before you decide to act up, think about the consequences, alright?” he wiped your eyes with his thumb, expression softening at your angry pout.

“I’m sorry, i was mean today, i can’t help it. You’re such an attention whore sometimes, i have no choice but to punish you, princess” he said matter of factly before kissing your lips.

“Let’s go home, yeah? And i’ll spoil my baby with as much attention and dick as she wants” he said and drove past the crowd of people shouting his name.

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A/n: not edited. this got so much longer than needed. also, idk who it was but this is for the person that requested being chigiri's fussy passenger princess

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mdni sighhhh moot; bunnyhops 🐰 moots<33 CHIGIRI GODDAMN I WAS FAMILIAR W UR GAME BUT FUCK THIS IS NEXT LEVEL 🫦🫦🫦 🥴🥴🥴 -> how he got me feeling i’m such a brat that i fear this is exactly how i’d act with him

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samm1e13

1 month ago

rewatching mha and realizing how much of a crash out izuku is like 👀

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sam/james yap session that scene in episode 3 where he’s screaming on top of the trash pile at whatever time in the morning <like people are asleep my guy keep it down some😭

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samm1e13

2 months ago