Dollie🩷

Toru (20) has been eyeing you ever since his brother, Satoru (20), introduced you to him. How could a pretty girl such as yourself end up with a good for nothing boy? Now, don’t get Toru wrong, he loves his brother (most of the time) but, Satoru has never taken his future seriously. He preferred to party all night instead of studying for an important test. Because he claimed “it isn’t that deep. Just live your life.”

Unlike you.

Toru has seen the way you tire yourself out in the library. You had to force your eyes to stay open, reading multiple books stacked on your desk and worksheets spread out with neat notes you had taken in class. In a way, Toru was like you.

You took college seriously, and you actually cared for your education.

So he asks himself again, what did you see in Satoru? Well yeah, he had the looks and all. But that’s about it.

“Oh, we broke up.” Satoru casually said as he tied together the two elastic bands attached to the trash bag. Toru’s eyes widened. “W-what? Why? You guys looked so well together!” That was obviously a lie, but there was no way he’d show his excitement at the sudden breakup.

“We just didn’t match each other that well. Thought it’d be like, opposites attract or some shit, but nah.” Satoru scratched the back of his neck with his free hand. He was clearly bothered with the still sensitive topic. Regardless of the mutual agreement to break up, Satoru genuinely liked you. You were both pretty and smart and best of all, you saw past the ‘party animal’ and understood him.

Until you eventually decided it was best to break things off. “So..” Toru dragged out the ‘o’, tapping his hands on the kitchen table. “What happened?”

“She thought I was holding her back, which I probably was. And I want what’s best for her..” He quietly said before leaving to throw out the trash. Toru sat in silence after the door clicked behind his twin. Sure he felt horrible, but fuck, he wanted you too.

Toru never told his brother that he’s been eyeing you since the start of the semester, nor the way he’s been fantasizing about you.

He loved your eyes, wanting to be the one to make them roll behind as he slammed his pulsing cock into you. Or the way he’d daydream in class about ripping off your top to suck on your tits. The thought alone made his jeans begin to feel tight.

Toru’s back straightened when his brother walked back in. “I’m gonna go out, mind doing the dishes tonight?” Satoru asked, already going over to his room to grab his jacket. “Oh, sure. You going to a party?”

“Where else? Need to get my mind off things.”

Perfect. Toru had already planned to spend his whole afternoon jerking off to your posts on instagram. He prayed you weren’t the type to completely delete everything after a breakup.

“See ya.” Satoru threw a peace sign as a goodbye.

you looked down at toji as he spread your brown and plump thighs apart, revealing your pretty pussy. your pretty and fat lips on display, toji’s eyes lowered at the sight. he then used his lengthy and thick fingers to spread your lips apart, revealing your pretty pink hole. toji could’ve moaned right there on the spot. instead he continued to suck on the lollipop that was in his mouth. you hooked your bottom lip into your teeth as you watched toji. all you wanted was for him to hurry up and fuck you; but toji believed in taking his sweet time when it came to you.

toji brought his thumb to your essence and began to lightly rub your clit. the sensation immediately made your mouth form a “o” shape and a gasp fell out of it. tiny whimpers and whines flowed out of your mouth. “mmm,” you whined. after a few seconds of stroking your clit with his thumb he moved his finger away. leaving you with a big frown on your face. a smirk fell upon the man’s face as he grabbed the stick of the lollipop and swirled the sweet treat around in his mouth.

toji took the lollipop out of his mouth, and once it released it made a “pop” sound. toji bit his lip as he looked down at your channel, before placing the lollipop against your essence and pushing it in your hole. a gasp slipped out of your mouth, toji began fucking the lollipop in and out of you. his pace fast and steady. “oh—oh fuck!” you moaned. the feeling felt great, being that it was something entirely new. “feel good hm, baby?” toji asked cocking his head to the side. “y-yesss!” you cried out before your mouth fell ajar and your head tilted back.

“you look so pretty like this,” he muttered as he took in the sight of you sprawled on his bed, you completely submissive to his touch. toji bit his lip before reaching his free hand out to palm your pretty, brown, perky tits. he began to roughly groping your breasts, and using his fingers to pinch and pull your brown nipples.

you squirmed a little; his touch and the feeling of the sweet treat going in and out of your essence was beginning to become overstimulating. and the more he fucking you with the lollipop the more you felt yourself about to orgasm. your eyebrows began to furrow and your eyes started to get glossy. your hips fucked the lollipop back, meeting each thrusts. and by surprise toji leaned down and ran his tongue across your clit, before flicking it.

a loud moan fell out of your mouth as you moved your hand and placed it ontop of toji’s head. stabilizing him in between your essence. your fingers began to lightly fist his hair as you bucked your hips up against his face. “tojii— it feels so good!” you whined. toji upped the pace of the lollipop and thrusted it deeper inside of your cunt.

a pool of heat began to form in your stomach and your muscles started to tense. “‘m gonna—gonna, cum!” you exclaimed, as your torso lifted up off the mattress as you reached you peak. your juices gushed out, and covered the strawberry flavored lollipop. toji look a few more licks of your clit before leaning back and pulling the lollipop out of your essence. the action resulted in a “pop” sound.

you took in a deep breath to regulate yourself after reaching you peak, once you were calm you looked down at toji. to see him staring up at you with low eyes. you could see his orbs raking over your body. that’s when he made eye contact with you. he then proceeded to pop the lollipop into your mouth, your juices still on it. he sucked on it, and swirled his tongue around it.

“such a sweet treat, an’ tastes even better than before.”

i loved every second of writing this. this was sooo nasty ugh. 😩 but so good and so so worth it omg. toji is really my husband like that’s my daddyyy.

Freak!!

༉‧₊˚. summary: bakugo and deku's new assistant has more to her than meets the eye..

༉‧₊˚. warning/s: smut, mdni, 18+, improper use of quirk, p in v, vaginal sex, praise, condescending praise, degradation, soft!dom izuku, switch!katsuki, stubby!reader, freak!reader, use of dom/sub dynamic, use of pet names, use of y/n, f!reader, boss x assistant dynamic, threesome, oral (m receiving)

༉‧₊˚.w/c: 3.3k~

The agency never slept. Even at 10 p.m., the top floor hummed with post-patrol energy—reports being filed, strategy sessions running long, the occasional explosion from the training rooms downstairs. You had been the new administrative assistant for four months, handling everything from scheduling joint operations to making sure the coffee machine didn’t run dry. Quiet, efficient, and painfully timid. You spoke softly, avoided eye contact with the bigger names, and kept your head down. Especially around Dynamight and Deku.

Bakugo Katsuki and Midoriya Izuku were legends. Pro heroes at the top of their game, co-leading one of the most effective units in the city. They bickered constantly but moved like extensions of each other in the field. You noticed them. Everyone did. But you stayed professional. A polite nod in the hallway. A quiet “Here are the updated files, Bakugo-san” when dropping things on his desk.

katsuki’s been close with you and izuku since childhood. and now, he’s fucking you, and every time you whine that sweet, “kacchan!” he can’t help but think of izuku too.

"ah! god, fuck!" you mewl, head thrown back at the sensation of katsuki's active thrusting, warm hands gripping your thighs.

"atta girl. so good f'me, baby." he grunts, hips angling to hit the perfect spot, sweat collecting on his brow.

"mmph! yes kacchannn, shit!"

kacchan. that stupid nickname. he hates when you say it in bed. it makes him think of izuku, he's the one who started with it in the first place. it makes him wonder what it would be like if he were here, if he heard you say that. how he'd react. how his face would get all red for no absolute reason and his dumb overflowing brain would get all fuzzy—

"baby, cut it out with that shit." katsuki grunts. he's scolded you about this before.

"m sorry!" you groan, hips wiggling and grinding against him. "but why?" you pout, and you're super fucking adorable. your skin's all moist and glistening beneath him, a soft crease on your forehead.

he pants above you, slowing down his movements to a reasonable talking pace. "cuz— makes me think of deku. n i dont wanna think about his dumbass while im balls deep in my girl—"

"i love izuuu..." you croon, eyes all blissed out. you clench around him and his jaw clenches, cock twitching inside you.

"i- i know ya do, honey."'

"no, i," you grunt, eyes rolling back briefly, jutting your hips forward. "i love him, katsuki. wish he was here with us..."

"he's so cute," you babble on mindlessly, with little squeaks leaving your throat here and there. you messily brush your hair out of your face, gripping your boyfriend's tough biceps right after. "he's so cute, suki. want him too."

"jesus fuck," katsuki hisses, leaving a light lovetap on your asscheek before bending down and sucking on your tongue.

"you want him here too." you mumble when he pulls away, saliva coating both your lips. "mmmph— you wanna have him, baby, i know you do!"

nerdjo’s a fool for his pretty, high maintenance girlfriend.

I. PRINCESS MELTDOWN #107 : “BUT TORU, I DON’T GET IT..”

11:57 am location: SC/MATH 3020 (Vari Hall, Room B)

you’re supposed to be solving laplace equations. instead, you’re sending satoru doodles of you pregnant with his child.

satoru gojo is jacques marie mage glasses & messy blanche hair & forearms thicker than his head. he should be studying—god, he should be, but his pretty girl is texting him mid-lecture & satoru’s something of a fool for you so he foolishly decides, who is he not to reply ?

and his replies are earnest. always earnest. too punctuated, too grammatically correct.

toruu : You’re the cutest girl in the world.

toruu : Pay attention, okay?

his first message makes your heart swelter & bloom. the second makes it drop to your ass.

but satoru gojo is honey mouthed & heart-achingly sweet. and when your boyfriend asks you to focus so sweetly, how could you not obey?

so you open your notebook & close it right back.

you : toru i tried :( i don’t get ittttrt

toruu : Send me the question.

and you do. along with a selfie of your cute pout, of course. satoru’s reply comes in in an instant:

toruu : Gorgeous girl.

toruu : Okay, try isolating the variable first.

you do as he says. satoru’s instructions always come easy-sweet. sugar coated & simplified like he’s talking to the softest girl in the world. & perhaps he is.

toruu : Good. Now distribute.

toruu : Yes. That’s it. Keep going.

toruu : That’s perfect, baby. My smart girl.

your cheeks grow mushy & sticky & heart-wrenchingly soft.

satoru gojo is going to be the death of you.

II. PRINCESS MELTDOWN #126 : LOVER BOYS DON’T IGNORE THEIR GIRLFRIENDS !

time : 1:48 pm. location: york lanes ( indoor mall )

“satoru hasn’t texted me in fifteen minutes.”

“they faces killing me why nobody give a fuck.”

beach party with gf!mina ashido 18+ MDNI!!!

“you can’t seriously be thinking about making a campfire, we’re already melting!” your wrist is starting to get sore, flicking the paper fan over your face for a fleeting breeze and the illusion of it cooling you down. “it’s for the vibes,” denki makes a weird wave with his hands, only to get chopped right in the nape of his neck by an unimpressed katsuki.

“if you do make a fire, denks, we’re cooking you on it,” mina chirps, matching pink paper fan in hand. you giggle when they make funny faces at each other, sticking their tongues out and going ”bleeeh”. you still can’t wrap your head around how pretty your girlfriend is, heart-shaped eyes locked on her as she throws her head back and laughs your hand idly floating mid-air.

“—oi, oi! ‘m talking to you!” you’re - rudely - interrupted in the middle of your daydream by katsuki. “what.” you ask deadpanned, visibly annoyed, mirroring the ever-present scowl on his face. “denki, kyouka and hanta are going to grab more beers, eijiro and i are gonna go pick up the pizzas. can we trust you not to sneak away to do…whatever, and actually make sure they don’t rob us?”

“oh my god, kats, you’re still mad about that ball?” mina groans. “it was a damn good ball!” katsuki barks.

“you sure do seem to know a lot about balls…” you don’t exactly whisper, grinning when his ears start to turn red— whether he’s flustered, furious, or a mix of both you’ll never know. “what-fucking-ever. we’re going.”

“byeeee,” mina wiggles her fingers as the rest of the group leaves, and you both watch them disappear in the distance. once they’re out your line of sight, she turns to look at you. and oh, you know that look.

“babe, we might actually make katsuki mad if we—”

“if we what?” she coos with faux innocence, big doe eyes looking into yours as she tilts her head. “i wasn’t thinking about it, you perv! i can’t even look at my girlfriend without her thinking i want to pounce her?”

all you do is raise a brow, and she breaks instantly. “ugh, okay, fine!” she huffs, folding her arms over her chest. you try not to let your gaze wander downwards, where her pretty tits sit to fucking perfectly, hugged by that leopard print bikini. the memory of your teeth around the strings tugging it off her chest just this morning before leaving are much more vivid now.

“hey, eyes up here,” you hear her tease, two fingers under your chin guiding you to look at her. “what? i can’t look at you without you thinking i want to pounce?” you parrot her words back at her, earning a giggle. “touché.”

but she doesn’t withdraw her fingers, watching you for one beat longer, before pressing a quick peck to your lips that leaves you smiling like an idiot. “you want a popsicle? i’m pretty sure they’re half melted by now but i think it’s worth it before they’re nothing but sugar water.”

“sure,” you nod, resuming fanning your face and chest. moving to a more secluded part of the beach right before the sunset was a great idea, a rocky corner with high trees and bushes, but with enough sand to lay down your towels. the perfect spot to share greasy pizza and drink cheap beer, you might’ve even gone for one last dip in the ocean before heading home.

but you don’t know if you’ll make it to tonight alive, because mina is currently on all fours, the shortest denim shorts known to man hugging her ass, and sitting low enough on her hips to show the strings of her bikini bottoms tied in cute little bows on each side. “what flavor do you want? there’s lemon and blueberry,” you hear her speak up.

“boot— i-i mean blueberry!” you shake yourself, immediately correcting your slip-up. “mhm, blueberry it is,” she hums. “but do let me know when they start making booty flavor.”

you playfully roll your eyes, lips curling up in a smile. just for the sake of getting a sweet revenge you lean over, biting the back of mina’s thigh just below the line of her asscheek, making her yelp. “ow, you asshole!” she waves her free hand behind her back, trying to smack you off. “sorry, baby, ‘m sorry…” you murmur as you stifle a laugh, kissing over the mark to soothe the sting.

when you lay back, mina sits on her haunches, holding out your popsicle before she shuts the cooler. you grab it from her hand, teeth ripping the plastic wrap before you take the wooden stick between your fingers. “ew, it’s already sticky,” you grimace, quickly putting the sugary ice between your lips and sucking the juice out with a loud slurp!

“yeah we gotta eat it quick and pray we don’t get brain freeze,” mina tears the wrapper with her hands instead, from the top, wrapping her lips around the popsicle and guiding the plastic down. once again you’re rapt, the moan that bubbles low in her throat at the refreshing taste sending a spark right between your legs.

and before you know it, sugary juice is dripping down the sides of your mouth, droplets falling right onto your chest, sliding down your fingers, your wrist. “shit!” you wine, catching the beading liquid at the bottom of the popsicle, angling the stick at an angle. mina laughs, the bunched plastic in her hand preventing her from making your same mistake. “you’re so cute when you’re clumsy,” she teases with a giggle.

when you’re finally done eating, you’re a mess. your skin is sticky with sweat and sugar, wrist covered in faint blue stains. mina, however, only had to lick her fingertips and she was all good. “awww, look at you…baby’s all messy,” she chirps playfully, reaching for your hand. “want me to clean you up?”

and you would be the most idiotic of idiots to say no to your girlfriend washed in golden sunlight, pretty face framed by pink strands of hair that fell from her ponytail and wrapping her lithe fingers around your wrist. you can only watch in awe as she brings it to her mouth and start giving kitten licks over the remnants of sugary juice.

she moves closer, your forearm now trapped between her perfect tits as she shifts her focus on your neck. “baby…” you sigh, eyes fluttering shut at the feeling of her lips on your sensitive, heated skin. “hm?” she purr against your throat. “i’m just cleaning you up, i’m not doing anything dirty…yet.”

you hiss when she lets her teeth graze your collarbone lightly, her other hand landing on your thigh for leverage, while the one that was holding your wrist guides your palm until it’s cupping her breast. you both moan at the same time. “mina, the others—”

“i’ll be quick, pinky promise,” she hums between soft mwahs over your chest. “can’t let them see what a mess you’ve made, right?”

then she’s kissing over the fabric of your bikini top, until her lips are closing around a perked nipple. you clamp your free hand over your mouth to stifle a loud moan, your back oh so obediently arching into the stimulation. “b-babe…baby…” you whine, heat pooling between your legs and you know your lower bikini piece is ruined.

“mmhh…almost done,” she mumbles, before turning her attention to your other nipple. “play with me, baby…need you so bad.”

your lips are parted in labored breaths, shaky fingers kneading the soft plushness of her breast, thumb brushing over her hardened nub. just as she’s about to unbutton her jeans shorts, a phone vibrates next to you. mina sighs, turning looking around until she catches the culprit, the name kyouka stamped in bold letters at the top.

“yeah?”

“you girls have all your clothes on?” you hear her crackly voice through the speaker. “unfortunately, yes. you just ruined the mood,” mina rolls her eyes.

“good!” she sarcastically rebuts. “because we’re back, just parked the car now. figured i’d check in and save you guys the embarrassment.”

“oh man, on the day i was thinking of filming it and sending it into the groupchat!?”

“not funny,” you and kyouka say simultaneously. mina sticks her tongue out at you. “you’re both so lame, the pizza better be goddamn good. see ya.”

after she ends the call you look at her. “seriously, sending our sextape in the groupchat? for free?” you shake your head, feigning disappointment. “i bet you my left asscheek denki would buy it even if we put it up for a million yen,” she shrugs.

you sigh. “yeah i guess he would…hey, did you hear that him and hanta allegedly filmed one?”

“WHAT!?”

┊┊a/n. hope i didn't get too rusty over these days without writing...making my big comeback with some good ole yuri who cheered -> if you want to see hanta and denki's "alleged" sextape click HERE!! (by courtesy of the lovely @tentypos)

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the phone is propped on the pillows, screen glowing while katsuki’s flushed face fills one side and the camera stays pointed straight down at your wrecked body.

eijiro’s been pounding you for hours now, thick cock still buried deep, every thrust making wet, squelching noises as it pushes more of his earlier loads out of your swollen cunt. your thighs are shiny with slick and cum, the sheets beneath you soaked through, and your voice is already hoarse from all the moaning.

katsuki’s breathing hard on the other end, fist working his cock in quick, rough strokes. “look at that messy fucking pussy,” he growls, voice low and ragged. “you two have been going at it for hours and you’re still dripping everywhere. shit, i can see fucking puffy she is, eiji. keep fucking her f'me.”

eijiro’s hips snap harder, the creamy ring around his base getting thicker with every thrust. “fuuuck, baby, you’re taking it so good,” he pants, big hand gripping your thigh to spread you wider. “been letting me use this cunt all night and you’re still so tight. mmph, sweetie—yeah, just like that. good girl.”

your head lolls back, tongue hanging out, eyes glassy and unfocused. every brutal thrust knocks another broken sound out of you. “eiji—haaahh—t-too much, i can’t—kats, p-please, it’s s'deep—i’m—m'gonna—” your words dissolve into high, pathetic whimpers as he keeps fucking you through it.

“you can take it,” eijiro groans, leaning down to mouth at your neck while his pace stays relentless. “gonna make y'squirt again, pretty girl. i know you got more in you. mmph, soak my cock—fuuuckk. come on, let it out.”

katsuki’s fist blurs faster on screen. “moaning like a fuckin' slut...eiji, make her cum while i watch. fuck, i’m so hard it hurts—wish i was there pounding your hole open with him.”

eijiro’s fingers find your swollen nub and he rubs fast, messy circles. the pressure builds fast, your whole body tensing up before you explode again. clear fluid sprays out around his cock, soaking his abs and chest in hot bursts while your cunt spasms wildly. “cumming mnghh—cumming again—haaaahh—f-fuuuckkk...eiji, katsuki, p-please—!”

“that’s it, good fucking girl,” eijiro praises, still pounding through your orgasm, cock glistening. “look at you squirting all over me again. such a messy little slut for us.”

katsuki’s breathing turns into rough grunts. “g'nna cum—fuuck—making me cum with that fucking greedy little pussy.” thick ropes of cum spurt across his phone camera, blurring the view in white streaks as he groans your name.

you’re still twitching and babbling, voice cracking. “kats… eiji… love you—hahh, love when you watch me get fucked like this…”

eijiro slows but stays buried deep, kissing your temple while his hips give lazy, shallow thrusts. “we got you, sweetheart. just keep on being good for us.”

2026 ── 𝓦𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐎𝐅 @atelphobist 𝜗ৎ

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mdni. themes; age gap, toji x female reader, slow sex, sleepy sex, spooning, cockwarming, creampie.

some nights you got so restless that it was unbearable. you lay there for hours on end, squeezing your eyes shut in a desperate attempt to drift off to sleep — seemingly having no luck.

even wrapped in your older boyfriend’s arms, it was impossible some nights. tonight being one of them.

toji’s firm chest was pressed against your back, one strong arm wrapped around your waist, holding you close. he’d fallen asleep over an hour ago, leaving you wide awake and bored out of your mind.

unfortunately for toji, he was a light sleeper most of the time, constantly alert or on guard. so of course, he feels you squirm against him, sighing loudly as you somewhat give up on trying to sleep.

toji furrows his brows, opening one eye, easily woken up by your movements. “quit movin’," he grumbles, pulling his arm around you tighter, burying his face in the crook of your neck.

“mm, can’t sleep," you respond, exhaling loudly again. toji drifts back to sleep easily, leaving you restless and bored once more.

you adjust your position, pushing your ass against him further. it was innocent enough at first, until you instinctively started grinding back against him, feeling his dick harden more and more with each movement.

toji’s eyes open again, a low groan escaping him as you continue to move your hips. “needy girl, need me t’ fuck you back to sleep? that what you want?"

his voice was deep and gravelly, slightly raspy from having just woken up — the sound only makes your cunt throb impatiently, desperate to be filled by toji’s thick cock.

"mngh, please—" you whine, feeling him begin to kiss the side of your neck lazily, hands making their way up your his oversized shirt. "yeah, i know, baby," he mumbles against your neck, squeezing your tits using two hands before trailing them lower, reaching your pussy.

you were already completely soaked.

something about the way his warm body pressed against you, hands exploring your body whilst he was half asleep, had you needier than ever.

he circles your clit lazily with two fingers, then plunges them into your cunt, curling them upwards so skilfully — so deliciously.

“fuck, don’t even need t’ warm you up. pretty cunts’ already drippin’ for me, huh?"

you nod feverishly, tilting your head back against his shoulder, giving him access to your throat as he withdraws his fingers, making you mewl from the loss of sensation.

"need it, please — now," you beg quietly, hearing him shimmy his sweatpants down, thick, throbbing cock slapping against your ass.

"shhh, s’okay. gonna give it to you," toji coos, lining his leaky tip up with your entrance.

without wasting a second, he pushes in, groaning sleepily into your ear as he bottoms out inside of you. you gasp quietly, beginning to rock against him, fucking yourself on his dick.

he places one hand on your hip, the other making its way around to rub slow circles over your clit.

“stay still, doll. just relax f’me, let me do the work," he rasps, rolling his hips against you, effortlessly hitting all the right spots.

you moan breathily, shutting your eyes as he fucks you to sleep. “mph, toji— feels s’good," you moan, opening your legs slightly wider, granting him more access.

“that’s my good girl, squeezin’ me so tight," he purrs.

you rarely saw this side of him when it came to intimacy. slow, gentle — deep strokes that had your eyes rolling back.

it was heaven on earth.

his thrusts remained unhurried, though his fingers quickened their pace, circling your swollen bud. "m’so— aghnn— close," you moan, becoming more fatigued with each dizzying roll of his hips.

“cum f’me, baby. thereee we go."

with a few more deep thrusts, the tension within you snaps, you clench around his cock, whimpering his name and clenching the sheets below you.

“gonna fill you up, keep you— hah— nice n’ full all night," he groans, spilling his load into your warm cunt seconds after.

based on how quiet and boneless you were, he assumed you’d fallen asleep. he doesn’t pull out, leaving both his warm load and fat cock stuffed inside you until the morning.

he presses one last kiss to your neck, then passes out soon after, cock beginning to soften inside you.

A/N; i’m writing so much atm holy shit

m.list

Please have a moment of silence for the people who were killed instead of freed when news of emancipation finally reached the furthest corners of the american south.

have another moment for the ledgers, catalogs, and records that were burned and the homes that were destroyed to hide the presence of very much alive and still enslaved people on dozens of plantations and homesteads across the south for decades after emancipation.

and have a third moment for those who were hunted and killed while fleeing the south to find safety across the border, overseas, in the north and to the west.

black people. light a candle, write a note to those who have passed telling them what you have achieved in spite of the racist and intolerant conditions of this world, feel the warmth of the flame under your hand, say a prayer of rememberance if you are religious, place the note under the candle, and then blow it out.

if you have children, sit them down and tell them anything you know about the life of oldest black person you've ever met. it doesn't have to be your own family. tell them what you know about what life was like for us in the days, years, decades after emancipation. if you don't know much, look it up and learn about it together.

This is Juneteenth.

a/n: toxic fwb - first smau extremely nervy

chars: k.bakugo, i. midoriya, e. kirishima, d. kaminari, h. sero, t. shigaraki, t. todoroki