#i just wanna know what i did that would cause that yanno

[greazyfloz]

Can we get another jack hughes smut idm what prompts you use but could you make it a bit fluffy? Thank you 🫶🏼👏🏼

Smut: I used 24. “They don’t know what they are talking about” from the fluff prompts to do this one though :)

Make it Better - Jack Hughes

Dating Jack was amazing, but with Jack comes a lot of hate my way. I didn’t think dating him would cause so many mean people after me. I’m in bed looking at my phone scrolling through all the mean messages on Instagram and all the mean comments on our last photo together on Jack’s profile. I hear Jack walk in so I get up and run to the bathroom to clean up a little so Jack didn’t see me cry. 

I turn the shower on so I can just take all my makeup off instead of trying to fix it. As I am taking my makeup off Jack walks into the bathroom behind me. “Where’s my invite?” he smiles.

“You wanna come in?” I say throwing out the makeup wipe.

“Of cou-” Jack starts but sees how red my eyes are when I turn to move past him to get in the shower. Jack steps in front of me and puts his hands on the sides of my arms looking down at me, “What’s wrong?”.

“Nothing,” I say moving around him, “you coming in or not?” I continuing holding in the tears. Jack undresses and slips in the shower behind me before wrapping his arms around me. 

“I know when your sad yanno?” he says pressing his lips to the top of my head pressing a kiss. I feel a tear run down my face before turning around to look at him.

It’s just- It’s” I start but start to cry. Jack pulls me into his chest and rubs my back. 

“Shhh, baby. It’s okay” he starts, “Let me help you”. 

“Y-you c-can’t” I cry out into his chest.

“Did something happen?”

“I-Instagram” I say and Jack doesn’t respond. He rests his chin on the top of my head and we just stand in each other’s embrace letting the hot water splash us. Jack pulls away opening the shower door, before leave he looks back at me.

“Where is your phone?” he says, he looks almost angry.

“W-why?”

“I need to see what is making you this upset” he says already knowing he doesn’t actually want to read the negative stuff about his girlfriend he adores.

“On the nightstand” I say sniffling. Jack leaves and wrapping a towel around his waist on the way to my phone. I decide to turn the shower off after I compose myself a little and follow Jack into the bedroom. 

I get into the bedroom and I see Jack standing beside the nightstand with my phone in his hand. I go over and hold onto his arm placing my chin on his shoulder. He clicks my phone off so he can’t see what nasty thing he is reading about me. He immediately turns and looks down at me.

“They don’t know what they are talking about?” he says and I just nod, “I want you to believe that Y/n, not just agree with me so that we can move forward”

“I just don’t know why so many people hate me so much. Why do I deserve to deal with this?” I say while my eyes start to tear up a little bit. 

“You don’t” he says leaning down and pressing a kiss on my lips. “I don’t want you to be sad babe. What can I do?” he says pressing his lips against mine again. I kiss him back letting the kiss go deeper. We begin making out, nothing too spicy, more sweet. He reaches down to pick me up and carries me over to the bed before laying me down on my back. He climbs on top of me and begins making out with me again then trails his kisses down to my chest before pulling away to attach his lips back to mine. 

I then reached down pull the towel off his hips letting it fall to the floor. As he is making out with me he is positioning himself at my entrance. He pulls away from my lips to look me in the eyes before saying, “I love you, Y/n”. He then slides himself inside of me slowly and starts thrusting into me. He starts slower and lets himself pick up the pace as we go. I let out breathy moans as he enters in and out of me. He continues to thrust and eventually asks, “Is it okay if I finish inside of you”.

“Yes, Jack” I say and he leans down placing a kiss on my lips. He thrusts a little longer before finishing inside of me. Before pulling out he pecks my lips to mine then gets up from then bed grabbing a wet clothe and bringing to me. He helps me clean off before I get up to use the bathroom. I come back in the room to see Jack waiting for me in our shared bed.

I hop in bed and he wraps his arms around me.

“I meant it when I said I love you” he says as we cuddle in the bed.

“I know” I say, “I love you more”

“Impossible” Jack says as me lay in each others arms for the rest of the night

#jack hughes #jack hughes imagine #nhl smut #nhl imagine #nhl fic

[sosauced]

(Kiku) Japan x female NSFW imagines

I don’t see enough Japan content and it makes me sick. I’m so thirsty for his guy y’all don’t even wanna KNOW what I’d let him do to me. Imagine having mad sexual chemistry with him, oh god oh my god.

For starters, Kiku radiates big dick energy and that needs to be further examined by the fandom cause this man can absolutely lay fucking pipe, he can do so with confidence in the right situation. Like he may not be a “you, me, now.” Type of guy but..Yanno what just read the essay I’ve prepared cause I would fuck this guy so hard.

-Kiku is so attentive and pays great attention to details of his friends likes and dislikes, this leaks into his very being. He can take subtle hints and reads them well. He can use this quality to pinpoint every tiny little erogenous zone on his lovers body and abuse them til you’re practically in heat for him. He’d lick and suck and bite and kiss and rub every inch of your body until you’re begging him to just fuck you. Master of rational thinking, he’d never let your pleads get him to go faster than his own pace. “Clear your mind, my kitten.” He whispers, those dark eyes of his pouring mediation and peace into yours as he slides a finger in. “Focus on what you feel right now, don’t get greedy.” (HNNN NNNNNNNNNGGGGGG IM FERAL FOR THIS)

-Since he has a natural ability to take a hint, he uses that to read when you’re even thinking about something dirty. Imagine it now, you’re sitting across from him, his eyes unwavering as he locks onto yours, you’ve been shifting in your seat more than usual since you’ve sat down. Kiku can read that hazed look in your eyes from across a room, he’s so in tune with what you want. So, although He usually finds it rude to do so but he takes his phone from his pocket, and sends you a quick text. “Settle down, make it through dinner and I’ll give you what you want. Just be patient for me.”

-Natural soft dom, anyone who says otherwise can throw hands with me. He’s direct but polite, and he isn’t shy to tell someone when they have crossed a line with himself or others. If you’re the type to enjoy a gentle reminder that you need to stay in your lane or relax (or If you’re like me and don’t know when to shut up and need someone to help) he can offer gestures of comfort, such as leaning into your neck and blowing gently on your skin, he’d offer his hand to you or latch his pinky around yours to ground you. He’s so intimate, uuuuuugh.

-OH GOD BUT WHEN YOU GET HOME!!!!!! He’s slow and lazy as he traps you up against the wall, his arm resting above your head, his knee pushing your legs apart and his free hand pushes your hair back, idly holding the strands between his fingers and he takes a deep breath of your scent. He’d hum and rest his forehead against yours as his fingers make way down the back of your dress, unzipping you from the fabric. He’s so slow, and your breath is hitching and his eyes look dreadfully intense as he drops your garment around your ankles. “Kiku?” “Y/N…” he’d huff as he pets the pad of his middle finger against your clit, feeling the heat of your pussy spread over his hands. “You did so well tonight.”

-King of appraisals. This guy throws around “good girl” “my kitten” and “that’s my girl” like he’s the pitcher at a major league baseball games. Everyone seems to believe that this guy wouldn’t show skinship but that’s only really in public. Behind closed doors he’s all head pets and couples baths, massages and my god he loves to kiss. His kisses are deep and passionate and so sensual.

-As a soft dom he’s habitually inclined to place his hands on the back of your neck and waist, holding you close as he guides you through his passionate and starved kisses. His plump and soft lips slipping against yours and your mixed saliva lubricates his gentle bites to your bottom lip.

I’m gonna pass out!!!!!!! AAAAAAAH stfu he’s too much!!!!!!

#hetalia #minors dni #hetalia x reader #hetalia imagines #japan imagines #honda kiku #hetalia headcanons

[dykebeyondthebinary]

i’m so confused by my sexual and romantic attraction bc on the one hand i wouldn’t mind having a one night stand with someone i just met if it was with a woman (or non binary person) who i felt i could trust and wanted things the same way i did (regarding sex obvs) but i don’t think i’ve ever looked at someone and thought “i wanna fuck them” yanno? like that just seems a little objectifying and impolite/disrespectful/un-chivalrous???? but when i imagine myself in a relationship i’d wanna wait a while to have sex but we’d be having sex in the relationship and i do want a relationship w sex in it but some sexual stuff scares me but i also think that i need therapy to sort that out cause yikes

BUT

i’ve thought women were attractive when i first look at them but i don’t think i’ve had an urge to kiss someone just by looking at them but after knowing them for a bit or knowing of them etc i do but i think i’ve wanted to know what it would be like to to be in a romantic relationship with them but i don’t think i’d want to date anyone without knowing them for at least like 8 months to really know them yk?? and i wouldn’t want to kiss for the first time for like 3 dates but i also don’t really know what romantic attraction is so idk if i’ve actually felt it aaadkskdksjjdjsj

if anyone was/is in a similar situation: help me plz

#mine

[callmearcturus]

OKAY I'M AWAKE, actually i woke up like 2.5 hours ago, tried really hard to go back to sleep but was mostly thinking about the ending of that game lmao

I don't know if I'm interested in playing The Answer because it's locked to male PC only and by now I am extremely invested in my FeMC. If I had to play an Epilogue that was about a dude who didn't even have the option of having social links with half the cast, I don't know if I'd be invested. But Storm informed me that per the Answer, the PC is in a perma-coma to ward off Nyx and Aigis and some others are trying to find a way to save them so they can have a normal life. .

I'm torn between the fact that I called the fact the PC would die at the end and the reason they would die (mostly) ages ago, so that part was forecasted, with my confusion on why the game just.... gave me more time? Like, I don't understand the Why of "why did the PC come back, live for another month, then fall into a perma-coma." Why did that not just happen when she became the Great Seal to start with. That's really not explained and it's not super clear that she's even dying until the scene where it happens, on the roof with Aigis. .

On the other hand, i do like the resolutions that I got. Junpei and Chidori will find each other, Akihiko is eagerly waiting for Shinjiro to come back, Fuuka is preparing to be more social and leader-ly in the final year, all the little tie-ups with everyone. It's good! I do like that. .

I guess I feel like because they didn't Just Do It and kill the PC when the Great Seal happens, it... cheapened the ending a bit for me? The glimmer of hope offered at the end that's taken away just seems weird to me. Because at that point, because that hope was set up and everything was literally normal for a MONTH, why is that being yanked out from under me, yanno? .

In my head, the real ending is FeMC mentally relinquishes the Universe arcana and loses her memory like everyone else (sans Aigis). Shinjiro comes home from the hospital. Akihiko takes a gap year before college to take care of his boyfriend and girlfriend while they recover. Mitsuru tries to run her company but has a creeping feeling of unease about everything, causing her her research the company's past with Yukari. They find out about the HUNDRED KIDS and dissolve the Group and maybe go rebuild their lives in another country altogether. Chidori finds Junpei as he's working some weekend job at the Mall and asks him out on the spot. Fuuka invents Discord and makes millions. .

Despite all that: it's still a fucking great game. As someone who failed out of P4, I devoured this one and liked it a lot more. On the queer front, I vastly prefer this kind of dated media that basically does everything except say gay than the No Homo of P4. It was really welcoming and nice. I might play it again someday, but this time skip the Hierophant link and focus on Yukari and Mitsuru now that I know I like them. Good, coherent, fun, heartfelt game! I did cry at the big finale! Akihiko for best boy!

That's it for now! If you wanna read my whole liveblog, it is tagged appropriately. I would add /chrono to the end of the URL and start from the top so you can see my hiiiiiilarious experience with Ryoji in chronological order.

ETA: GOD YANNO WHAT MAKES EVEN MORE SENSE would be FeMC falling into a coma every full moon as she wards off Nyx. but whatever, what do I know.

ETA2: I said on discord "i still really like the game, i think it's shockingly well written, the cast is great, it's heartfelt and has actual things to say about life and death but i would have preferred either just kill the player off and let the tragedy be how she's forgotten, that's tasty or just let them live at that point, i feel like the message about the inevitability of death is made"

#persona liveblog #persona 3 #persona 3 spoilers

[falloutfangrell]

So I kinda wrote a fanfic after not writing one for 3 years so please forgive me if it’s not great but here’s a Benny x F!Reader. TW: SMUT, Swearing, smoking, slight spanking.

“Six…meet me upstairs in 5” Benny nervously ran his hands down his stupid checkered suit repeatedly as he walked towards the lift of the Tops, which you thought was fairly out of character for him. You’d gotten to know the casino owner fairly well since you tracked him half way across the Mojave, answers being one of the many things you found when you met him. You thought about putting a bullet in his head to return the favour, ‘an eye for an eye’, but you couldn’t help but like the guy when you met him, the way he spoke like a gambler having a stroke, his stupid dress sense, his unapologetic sarcasm, he was just your kinda trouble. That’s why you began sleeping with him, not for the money (like swank assumed) but because you genuinely had a thing for him, which you knew was completely insane, but what was even more insane was the fact you hoped he felt the same.

You finished your drink and sighed, wondering if it was the bullet that made you so stupid or if you were always this way, you couldn’t remember much about yourself after all. You headed up to the 13th floor, swank giving you a knowing wink as you got out of the elevator, causing you to roll your eyes at him, and fixed a stray bit of hair behind your ear before knocking on Benny’s door. He opened it, and you could see something was off by the look on his face, and the lack of a witty remark as you stepped through the door.

“Hey pussycat..we need to talk.” Because that’s not daunting. “No hello first?” You jested but he just walked to the table to grab a pack of cigarettes. “Uhh sure, shall I sit?” You asked, slightly nervous now. He nodded and lit up a smoke as you sat yourself down on his couch, almost laughing to yourself as you realised this was probably the first time you’d sat on it with clothes on. He passed you the lit cigarette as he took another out and lit it for himself. He turned to you with a look that bore into your soul.

“So doll, I’ve been thinking about some stuff, really using the ol noggin here, and well… “ he trailed off, unsure what to say. You stayed quiet, letting him find the words. “…well you’re the kinda ring a ding broad I dig, yanno?” You’d gotten fairly used to the way he speaks by now, his silly phrases that make your heart soar and brain cry for help. “Well yeah babe, I mean, I kinda hoped you dig me, we’ve been fucking for a couple of months now” you joked, trying to lighten the sudden serious atmosphere, and silence your rapid heartbeat.

He took a long drag on his cigarette. “Yeah Baby course I dig ya, it’s just, well, I guess I dug the hole a lil deeper than I intended…” he trailed off again, this time pacing around the room a little, puffing on his fag like it was an inhaler. You took a drag of your own, watching him, trying to figure out what he’s getting at, not wanting to jump to conclusions. His movements were almost erratic, he seemed almost nervous? You’d never seen him like this before.

“What’d ya mean?” You asked him, suddenly more serious. He looked at you with a look you’d never seen before, one you couldn’t quite place. He took another drag on his fag and stubbed it out and you did the same, and he sat down beside you. He looked at you but broke the eye contact quickly, and took a long, shaky breath. “Baby, listen, I know what we have going on between us is a little coo coo, and I know swank thinks we are utterly insane, but I like what we have…maybe more than I should, and I wanna make it more permanent, ya feel me? I like ya a lot doll face, I wanna make ya mine, show ya off and stuff, what’d ya say to that?” To anyone else it would sound like a shit way to be asked out, but you could see the nerves in Benny’s eyes, you could tell he really means it, and for Benny to genuinely care about someone other than himself is a goddamn miracle, and the best thing you could ever imagine happening to you.

You took his hand in yours and smiled at him, not a flirty smile like usual, a genuine, toothy grin. “I’d like that a lot Benny, been thinking it a while myself, and you didn’t even say anything too stupid in that sentence so I know you mean it” you said with a slightly joking tone but you knew he would know you meant it, you don’t get mushy very often. He smiled at you and breathed out a long breath you’re not sure even he knew he was holding in, and he laughed “damn pussycat, well okay, I didn’t expect ya to say that, I mean I shot you in the damn head after all, didn’t think you’d forgive me for that in the first place, let alone actually fall for this crazy cat.” He’d never really said sorry for it, but you knew he felt bad about what happened, he admitted that it haunts him, and you’d reassured him early on that it was okay, no hard feelings, yet he still dropped hints that he felt bad.

“Baby it’s okay, you didn’t kill me. Sure, I lost my memory, but who I was isn’t important anymore, I know who I am now…and I’m yours.” You knew dropping that on the end would make his heart skip a beat and you could tell it worked. He grasped your hand tighter and leaned in to close the gap between you both with a kiss, not your usual frantic heated kiss, but a more passionate one, showing care and maybe even love, leaving your lips tingling when he pulled away. You ran your hand up his chest and grasped at his shirt, pulling him close and whispering in his ear “So.. how about we seal the deal, huh baby?”

That was all he needed to hear.

Benny connected your lips once more, this time a familiar burning passion behind his movements, he grabbed your waist and lifted you onto his lab, moving his hands around to grip your ass as you kissed back fervently, grinding into his lap, feeling his hard on through his tight suit trousers. You began to undo his jacket buttons and slid it down his toned arms, never breaking the kiss, and began work on his shirt buttons.

He slid his hand up your dress and ran his fingers over your black lacy thong, groaning as he realised you’d been wearing something so revealing all night. You leant into his hand, begging to be touched, as you popped last shirt button out and hurriedly tugged it down his arms and tossed it across the room.

Benny’s chest was littered with wiry dark hairs and covered in scars. You thought he was absolutely perfect. You ran your hands over him, feeling his toned muscles tense underneath your touch, and you moaned into the kiss, causing Benny to cease his teasing and slide your pretty little thong down your legs. Gently he rubbed his fingers around your pussy, moaning at how soaked you were for him, and he stuck 2 fingers in you gently, teasingly, and coaxed a deep moan from your lips, causing him to break away from the kiss in a breathy chuckle.

“Damn baby girl, already such a mess for me, how about we take this somewhere with more room huh?” Without waiting for an answer he scooped you up, making you squeak in surprise, and he lovingly placed you down on his bed. Your hair was sprawled out around your head, your legs parted for him, thong long discarded, dress all tucked up around your waist, and Benny didn’t think you could look any more beautiful.

You grabbed his belt and pulled so he fell towards you, putting his hands either side of your head as not to crush you, and you grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him down into a wild kiss, showing him how hungry you were for him, and he returned the favour.

He began lifting your dress up and you elevated your back to let him slide it up off of you. He took a second to look at you and you swear you heard a faint “beautiful” leave his lips before they were on your neck, kissing down from your ear to your collar bone, finding that sweet spot that always made your eyes roll and lips whisper sweet nothings in his ear. He left a small mark, just enough to show you’re his, and began trailing kisses down your chest, stopping to show attention to your breasts, right one first, then left, drawing heavy moans from you as much as you tried to stifle them.

He slowly, painfully slowly, kissed down to your belly button, then your thighs, teasing you by avoiding the one place you so desperately need to be touched, but you knew better than to complain, or he would drag it out even longer. You’d learnt that lesson the hard way.

After what seemed like an eternity, Benny ran a finger up your folds, brushing against your clit and making you gasp and grasp for the bed sheets, clutching them in your fists. He parted your legs even more and began licking circles into your bundle of nerves, making your legs tremble in anticipation. When he began flicking his tongue you lost all composure, moaning loud, making him start to lose it too. Just when you started to feel that knot in your stomach tighten, he pulled away, making you whine for more. He wiped his mouth on the back of his hand and licked the juices off of it, making you feel so warm inside your core.

“Ugh pussycat, look at you, all wound up like a jack-in-the-box. Not gonna last 5 minutes with me inside you, are you now?” He teased, undoing his belt buckle, watching the way you stared at him with such desire, causing a pang of warmth to shoot through his heart. And his dick.

You sat up to help undo his trouser buttons, knowing he loves watching you do that, and he gave your ass a slap with the belt, he never did it hard, but just enough to make your body jolt, and god did he love to watch your tits bounce like that. You freed his cock, always taken aback by its size and girth, and he kicked his trousers off and threw the belt somewhere over his shoulder. You ran your fingers up his shaft, causing his breath to hitch, and lowered your head to lick the pre-cum from his tip.

You know how quickly he comes undone like this, and you glance up to see his eyes shut and jaw clenched, trying his best to stay sane. You took his tip into your mouth and began to suck, using one hand to slowly jerk his shaft, and he ran his fingers through your hair, breathing heavily and trying to stifle the steady flow of moans escaping his mouth. You put your other hand on his balls, gently squeezing them, and his breath hitched again, letting out a guttural moan, tilting his head back and pulling your hair, and you let him go with a pop.

“Fuck, Six, fuck” he breathed, and now it was your turn to tease him. “Aww is my man all fired up already? What are you going to do about it big guy?” In a split second he had you back on your back, kissing you harshly and grinding down on you, both of you moaning at the intensity of it, both of you desperately yearning for one another. Without breaking the kiss, Benny leant down and positioned himself at your entrance and proceeded to push in slowly, forcing the kiss to break as you both gasped, the both of you relishing in that feeling. You felt so tight around him and he felt so big, making you feel so full and warm inside.

He started off at a slow pace, but it didn’t last long before he was a mess, his pace erratic, both of your moans filling the room, you tugging his hair and him playing with your tits. He reached one hand down to rub your clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. He looked so handsome like this, hair falling in his face, sweat glistening off his torso, you could cum just from looking at him. And he thought the same about you.

You dug your nails into his shoulders, causing a hiss from him and making him thrust even deeper, and you cried out as he brushed against your sweet spot, which he then aimed for, causing you to race towards your release.

“Benny, fuck, Benny I’m gonna cum” you managed to gasp out in between moans. “Fuck baby same, fuck fuck fuck…” he sped the pace up on your clit and you saw stars.

“Fuck Benny!” You came hard on his cock and the tightening of your walls pushed him over the edge too “shit Six, ugh fuck” he practically growled as he came into you.

He rode out his orgasm with a few more pumps and pulled out, rolling onto his back beside you and pulling you into his embrace. You lay your head on his chest and listened to his rapid heart beat, still coming down from your high. You started to let your mind wander back to his confession and found yourself laughing. It was a small breathy laugh, but he heard it. “Whatcha laughing at doll face?” He asked, amusement in his voice. “I love you, that’s what.” You could swear you heard his heart skip a beat. You looked up at him and without hesitation he lifted your chin and pulled you in for a soft gentle kiss. “I love you too Six, that’s what I was trying to say earlier, I dunno how you make it seem so damn easy” he flashed a wide smile and cuddled you close, and you lay your head back on his chest, slowly drifting off to sleep with him, feeling so safe and loved.

(Poor Yes-Man is fucking traumatised)

#fallout #fallout new vegas #FNV #benny gecko #benny fnv #Benny x reader #Benny x reader smut #smut #Benny gecko smut

[reikeip]

Crossroad ♱ Curse 3

Location: School's Main Gate

Keito: Hmm. Well, what’s your real business with me, Kiryuu?

Kuro: Right. A sorta friend of mine, Morisawa, wants to know where the Tenshouin’s young master’s bein’ kept.

Ya seem pretty close with that guy, so I was hopin’ you’d know.

Keito: ...I don’t remember talking widely about my realations with Eichi.

Kuro: At the school assembly the other day, ya introduced him as the student council’s new officer.

Talked about how ya knew each other since childhood and stuff. Dunno, didn’t commit all the small details to memory.

Keito: Oh… You listened to my speech earnestly at the school assembly, didn’t think you were the type.

Actually, it wasn’t like attending that school assembly was mandatory either. It was nearly deserted, and it felt like those who did attend were all just chatting away.

(We made it like politics, precisely because nobody would hold interest in revising our school regulations that way…)

(The plan was to capitalize on such carelessness and magnify our power, weaving reality as is convenient to us.)

(But obviously, there was bound to be somebody listening to me.)

(From now on, I need to be mindful of the details we let loose. To make sure no one catches on, this has to remain behind closed doors.)

Kuro: What’s up? You’re awfully quiet. Are ya scared of me… young master ♪

Keito: You don’t scare me. This is a country of law, so if you commit any acts of violence towards me, I’ll just summon the police.

For a delinquent like you, it’s arrest on sight. High school isn’t compulsory education, so you can’t use your muscles and brute your way on through it.

Kuro: I get that. Just answer my question already, where’s Tenshouin bein’ hospitalized?

Morisawa is real worried… Well, that guy saw Tenshouin’s health nosedive right before him, so it’s understandable.

But as a sorta friend, I wanna give him a peace of mind.

If he went and visited him, and saw he was lookin’ well, he’d sigh in relief. Or is his condition harsh enough that he’s not allowed visitors?

Keito: No, he’s been hospitalized for examination, so it’s all just for caution’s sake. The hospital’s located at… It’s hard to explain verbally, it’d be quicker to send a picture of the map to you.

Do you have a cell phone?

Kuro: Haha. Even a delinquent can use a smartphone, yanno. Don’t look down on me too much... Wait a sec, I'll write down my email address and phone number.

Here you go. Well, I’m not tryin’ to rush ya or anything, but please contact me today if you can.

Keito: If he’s your friend, you should know his contact information… so tell me that instead.

Kuro: Huh? I won’t just give out someone else's personal information without their permission.

Keito: … Surprisingly, you go about things the right way, Kiryuu. And it seems you’re capable of being considerate, so my opinion of you has changed slightly.

Kuro: Yup. I’m the type of delinquent who takes in stray dogs on rainy days.

Keito: A delinquent is a delinquent, though? Your demeanor and appearance cause people to misunderstand you. Just choose to conduct yourself more decently.

Kuro: Haha. It ain’t easy changin’ a way of life that’s ingrained into ya, young master.

Kay then, sorry for keepin’ ya. ...Later.

Keito: Right… See you, Kiryuu.

Location: Hasumi Temple, Main Hall

Keito: (Phew… I can finally take a breather.)

(You’re most relaxed in your own home, after all.)

(I hesitate to say it, since it sounds like something Kanzaki would say, but I just can't grow accustomed to the western style of Yumenosaki Academy.)

(The smell of trees, this serenity… This is where I began. My roots are planted here, alongside my childhood memories.)

(However, has Sakuma-san really not shown up yet?)

(This morning I received his sudden text, “I’m comin’ to your place today ♪”, so I hurried back home.)

(So it seems that guy came back already. He originally planned to be abroad for a while, though…)

(Did he do something wrong and get himself deported?)

(Whatever. I’ll hear it from the man himself. If he’s truly returned, then that’s promising.)

(For starters, I could try to impose clean-up duty on him, and make him fix all that underground livehouse trouble.)

(It’s his fault things got this complicated.)

(...This is hopeless. Getting involved with him is dangerous, he brings too many unexpected developments. I just experienced that first-hand, yet here I am, turning to him for help again.)

(He’s a human being, too. He has to have his limits, things he finds impossible to do.)

(He treats his constitution as something he can laugh off, calling himself a vampire like it’s some sort of joke.)

(But really, he isn't the same as those demons you’d see in a fairy tale.)

(......?)

(...What’s that, it’s awfully noisy out there. Sakuma-san, have you shown yourself?)

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#reikeiptls #keito hasumi #kuro kiryu

[unhingedselfships]

I was advised to slap this under a cut, jic so

CW : Explicit language? But nothing happens so.

Kimi was being… weird.

She’d talked him into doing the whole absinthe production with her, fancy decanter, cold water drip, the works. And while he’d acted annoyed and put out by it, he really didn’t mind at all.

He kept her drinks light, didn’t want her passing out on him immediately, so he’d diluted her glasses heavily.

But she was still being… odd.

She couldn’t be that drunk already could she?

He’d catch her looking at him, and diverting her gaze as soon as she noticed.

The flush could be attributed to the alcohol, but not the way it would flare worse when she glanced at him.

What had gotten into her?

Eventually, his patience ran out, and he snapped.

Grabbing hold of her chin, and forcing her to look at him, he demanded, “What, exactly, is your problem?”

She squeaked at him, eyes wide, and she looked on the verge of panic before blurting, “I just really wanna give you head.”

It was barely a beat of silence, as he tried to process that, before she continued babbling.

“You told me to stop helping you, and start pleasing you, and I know it's not what you meant at all, but I can’t stop thinking about it. And that’s so stupid and selfish, because it wouldn’t really be for you at all, ‘cause, yanno, you don’t even want it but-” she swallowed, “But I just can’t- I can’t stop thinking about it, about being so completely at your service, the way you’d look above me, the view from between your knees- I just want to make you feel good, so bad, and holy shit I need to stop talking, what is wrong with me?!”

She was bordering on hysterical and his grip had loosened enough that she was successful when she tried to pull away.

She snatched his drink and chugged it down, grimacing. 

“... that wasn’t diluted like, at all, was it?”

He laughed at her, before cupping her jaw, running a thumb over her lower lip.

"Aww, poor Kimi, you must be suffering so terribly."

The playful, mocking glint in his eyes, and smirk tugging at his mouth, should have irritated her more.

Why did she like it so much instead?

"You're a very cruel man, Kadokura Kenshi."

He laughed harder.

The alcohol started to really hit her, and she swayed, much to his amusement.

She was completely out within twenty minutes.

Then he shot off a text to Daigo.

: Would you fuck your wife so she’ll leave me alone

: …. I don’t want to know

: That isn’t a yes, Daigo-chan : Kadokura-san please

#yakkimi #kadokura-verse 2.0 #drabble #one shot #majimemegoro

[ontowanderlust]

Hi again! Hope you are doing good! Sorry if this message is late for you(like for me it is night now). A word that stuck in my mind is "Jamais Vu" So, basically Jamais Vu is an opposite to Deja Vu. Like you meet people who you know, or visit a place you already have been, but each time is like for the first time, at least that is how I understand this phenomena. I thought about angst+fluff (if it is possible) with Shaw again, cause i really like him. Sorry for bothering!

Jamais vu., n.

One drop.

And there goes another.

And another one.

And another.

Raising his hand, it took him a moment before it registered in his senses the cold air seeping through his skin, the air shifting as people from around him started rushing to avoid the sudden onslaught of the pouring rain, the steady sound of water falling from the skies as everything dimmed while the heavens wept.

It’s raining, he belatedly realized. And yet, he couldn’t seem to find in himself to move.

What was he supposed to do again?

It’s raining and people are rushing from left and right, probably trying to find shelter, or perhaps transportation- anything to shield them from the unforgiving sadness brought by the skies to this world.

It’s raining but it seems like he should probably do something. And that’s the thing— what was he supposed to do?

Think! Think. Think.

You’ve done this before, his brain screamed just as he turned around, a bus stopping just across the street.

You’ve seen this before, his heart hollered just as people from that same bus alighted, letting their feet guide them to their destination.

But what did he do? What was he supposed to do?

Snapping his eyes shut, eyebrows furrowing, mouth itching to scream, his knees buckling slightly as emotions rushed through him.

What?

What?

What? Someone- what should he do?

A flash of lightning struck just across the clouds, momentarily lighting up the world- followed by another, and there goes another, his anguish mapping out the skies as he struggled silently on his own.

Was he supposed to stand there like an idiot, or was he supposed to follow the crowd? Flexing his fingers, it felt as if he is itching to reach for something- anything for his hands to grasp on.

Just as he felt everything close in, almost trapping him, the sound of an umbrella opening caught him by surprise.

It sounded nearby, he noticed. And just as he was about to turn to look, it just dawned upon him.

The rain stopped.

The rain freaking stopped.

Blinking- he looked ahead and it looked as if the rain had just poured even harder. But it stopped?

How-

Turning, he almost found himself colliding with another body- a petite one, it would seem. And just as he was about to open his mouth, probably to tell this person off, he found himself staring back at big brown eyes.

Why does it all feel like it makes sense? Just by staring at her eyes, he meant. The rush of air, the way his breath hitched as if something had just filled him once more.

It’s still raining, he realized. But he can’t feel the rain anymore. Still staring at her, he belatedly realized what she’s holding on to as she gave him the biggest smile he had ever seen from her.

“Hey there, stranger,”

Aight hiii! You gotta love timezones huh? I received this early in the morning, got writing it in the middle of the night and even finished it in just few minutes- i think? (You gotta love listening to sad songs for inspo. If y’all are curious- been listening on Don’t wanna cry by Seventeen on a loop now. That song’s just break hearts yanno?)

That being said, if you see any grammatical errors, I haven’t edited it yet cause I’m just a bit excited to post this. And yes, you’re right with the description for the most part.

From what I know of the Jamais Vu phenomenon, it’s too familiar for you that it became strange and that your body perceives it as if there’s something wrong. Like say for example, try saying the word “out” so many times that your brain would feel as if the spelling of out seems wrong and that you’re finding the right spelling of the word even if you’ve already spelled it right. (Hope it makes sense cause this was my experience from before and yeah, your prompt made me remember that lmaooo)

Anyway, thank you so much for coming back! I really really appreciate you and I am happy that you liked your previous prompt! Also, you’re not a bother! Please don’t think that okay?

MLQC Dictionary; Masterlist

#mlqc #koi to producer #mlqc dictionary #love x evol #mr. love queen's choice #mlqc shaw #mlqc ling xiao #mr love queen's choice #ling xiao

[hrtli3]

INSOMNIAC ! — LEE HEESEUNG.

g. fluff p. fem reader cw. description of death in future parts

( ♫ : perfect - the smashing pumpkins ) ( ♫ : dumb - pretty sick ) ( ♫ : i love my boyfriend - princess chelsea )

she never really did much , she just kept showing up. he would see her throughout the day , when he closed his eyes , in his dreams on the rare occasion he could fall asleep. she made it incredibly difficult for him to focus on anything. at first , he thought nothing of it , his college campus wasnt all that big really , its no coincidence he sees the same people here and there. sure , she did dress strange — what with pure white wings that looked like that of an angels , all white outfits apart from the silver heart locket she wore around her neck and her long , dark brown hair. she reminded him of this white kitten that would wander around his neighborhood when he was younger.

but when he managed to pull his focus from her for a second and look around , it seemed almost as if she was glowing. he soon realized she was around somewhere when he smelt a faint smell of lavender and vanilla. it didnt take him long to grow attached to her , starting to look for her , follow her and try to ask her questions. who was she ? why was she following him ? why did she always run away and disappear when he would try to approach her ?

then one night , her own curiosity got the best of her. “you can see me ?” she stood pinned between him and the alley wall of the coffee shop he frequented. it was the strangest question heeseung had ever been asked in all his nineteen years of life. his head quirked to the side , much like a confused puppy. almost instantly , a soft blush rose to her cheeks and he was sure it was the prettiest shade of pink he’d ever seen. “oh , youre much prettier up close.” she whispered , taking his stunned silence as an opportunity to scan his features. he cleared his throat and took a few steps back , “why wouldnt i be able to see you ? in fact , all i ever see is you and i wanna know why.” his voice was stern but gentle and the warmth he provided being so close to her was missed , causing her to step closer to him. “i could get in big trouble for letting you see me , yanno ? i guess maybe i got distracted. i guess maybe i also liked when youd see me.” a little smile spread across her lips and heeseung could feel his heart beat just a little faster. “youre awfully honest , you know ? but you still havent answered any of my questions.” he took one more step back , only to find that now he was pinned between her and the opposite wall.

“i could get in big trouble for answering.” she raised a hand to his hair , petting it at first before slowing running her fingers through it. the entire situation didnt feel real to heeseung and perhaps that is why he allowed her to do the things she was doing. he let the situation be strange if it meant he could stare at her like this and be so close to her. that same scent of lavender and vanilla was much stronger and it made his head spin. “who would you get in trouble with ?” if she wasnt so close , she wouldve missed that question. his voice had gone just barely above a whisper , his eyes glued to hers now. the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen. one dark brown and the other a soft blue. she giggled and his knees almost gave out. it was the strangest feeling , like butterflies fluttering in his veins. “Him.” she looked up , his gaze following suit. now he was more confused than ever. if this was what he thought it was , if she was what he thought she was , well then the only explanation was that he was going insane. but it made sense in a way — the small wings , the fact that she was quite literally glowing , and the way no one else seemed to be able to see her. “i spotted you a long time ago , lee heeseung. we were growing up together until you moved away and i lost you. i used my one wish to become human again , but you left me. if you hadnt kept my collar , i dont think i wouldve ever found you.” she grabbed his hand and he gasped at how cold her hands were. “youre the kitten i always saw in my neighborhood ? i begged my parents to let me keep you , if only my mother wasnt so allergic.” it still didnt make much sense to him but if he kept her talking , maybe she would straight out tell him what he needed to hear.

she nodded , “i am ! i couldnt control myself much , i was a fresh one. i still havent much practice since i clung to you. i think maybe thats why i cant stop talking right now. oh , if He finds out !” she seemed worried. heeseung felt as if he had known her his whole life now. “ive forgotten my name with all the time thats passed. do you maybe remember it ?” a small pout sat on her lips and he had to try ridiculously hard to stop staring at them. he pushed the sleeve of his hoodie up , revealing the thin yarn that held her heart shaped name tag. he held it up in front of her , watching as her eyes lit up and a bright smile illuminated her face.

IVORY. was carved on it. she nearly leaped into his arms , wrapping herself around him. “thank you , lee heeseung. im so happy i found you again !” her giggles invaded his mind and he held her gently , taking in her sweet smell and soft presence. “im ivory , your guardian angel !” she pulled away and jumped in excitement. heeseungs cheeks ached from how hard he had been smiling because of her. his next question was answered when she muttered an “oh !” before opening the locket she wore , showing him his initials inscribed into it. “my guardian angel , huh ?” he ran his fingers through his hair , sighing sweetly.

#enhypen #enhypen heeseung #enhypen fluff #enhypen imagines #border : day one #hrtli3 #lee heesung x reader #lee heeseung

[ducknotinarow]

[2012 Vap!Raph FTM Casey]

"Look, relax, I can explain!"

His dumbass really did not expect his VAMPIRE boyfriend to smell the blood currently leaking from between his thighs, but, maybe Casey should start using the thing he called a brain. Of course they would smell it! And sure, Raph didn't seem to question it much, for the first couple of days at least. But now that the blood smell was still strong and fresh on day three? Yeah, questions were being asked, and Casey was scrambling to think of the best way to describe it.

"Jus' chill okay, gimme a sec," Casey asked Raph, keeping some distance for the minute, "I, look, I didn't wanna tell yer this way, I wanted it t' be, yanno, special..."

He swallowed back the fear, and began to ramble as quickly as he could, in a desperate hope that Raph wouldn't have more questions to ask,

"Look, I was born as a woman okay? My name was Eve, I was named after my ma, but growin' up I never felt like a girl, always felt like a guy, so parents an' I wen' t' docs, got some talks an' whatever long story short I'm taking hormones t' be a guy, 'cause I am a guy, that's why my name is Casey an' not Eve," He breathes out, needing a minute, "An', every month, 'cause I still got a pussy, I bleed, 'cause biology or whatever the fuck, I can't stop it, las' like a week, an' uh...yeah I think that's everythin'."

If he got his way, Casey would've had them up on the roof, having dinner under the stars as he talked about everything, opened up and such. But hey, things can't always go his way. Maybe in another World where Raph wasn't a vampire.

"Now I got a question for yer - yer uh wanna taste it or am I jus' waistin' my time standin' 'ere in pain."

| Muse interaction

It wasn't the first time Raphael picked up on the constant smell of blood from Casey. Even before getting bitten he did have a pretty good sense of smell. All of them had a pretty strong sense of smell, something they kept after mutation. So Raph always tended to associate the smell of lynx and ice to Casey. Sometimes he would just say Casey smelled like the inside of a plenty box with a mix of the scents their hockey gear and sweat added to their usual smell already. With the nice little crisp smell that ice seemed to carry. It was very much how he tend to know when Casey came from practice he never brought it up before because well would that be weird? To tell you best friend that you like how they smell? Maybe. Your boyfriend? mm maybe not Raph's suffered enough of Mikey's romance flicks to know humans say that. But pretty sure humans can't tell their partner just how exactly their scent smelled. Seeing how the scent could carry on to Raphael's bed after Casey been over. Or on to hoodies Raph borrowed from them. But still telling Casey in that much detail might be weird. Even if Casey was beyond weird himself.

Though since the whole 'Raphs a vampire' thing Raphael can smell a bit better than before. Mostly blood, he can tell even from small cuts alone. And sure Casey could come around with some scraps here and there but blood scent was different when fresh and old. But sometimes? Casey had a constant smell of blood coming off of him? Last time it happened Raphael thought Casey got hurt and was hiding it. If he could move shouldn't be a big deal. But once again? As Raphael had sneaked over to hang out with his poor sick boyfriend he could smell it and it was strong. Raphael quirked his beak and looked them over.

Eyes narrowing Casey looked like he was in pain hardly wanting to move around as they greeted him. Raphael looked around the room a moment not having even given a hi back as he started going through anything he could. Flipping objects over throwing some as his search became a bit more hasty. Ignoring Casey when they obviously start to ask what he was doing. When Raph can't find anything though and turns around to face Casey hes crosses his arms over himself and narrows his eyes at them.

"Okay what stupid ass thing didja do now?" He jumps to accuse them right away Casey looks like they are ready to play dumb however as they just give him a look that sells the act pretty well for Casey's sake here. "Dude I can smell blood!" Raph just goes to express not having the patience for some back and forth here. "So what the fuck did you do now? Is being sick you tryin' to cover up? What got ya ass whopped so bad you would die from the embarrassment?" yes cause picking a fight with Casey was clearly the answer here. Well least if he ticked them off enough they might tell him what happened. Prideful. "Or is big bad Casey Jones gettin' pushed around on the ice?" he smirks now showing hes baiting Casey. Though for some reason it back fired on to Raphael. Moving over to Casey as he starts grabbing at them forcing them out of their comfort.

"Did someone actually get you with like the blades or somethin'?" no longer trying to annoy an answer out when worry go in Raphael was looking on their bed for any sign of blood. He turned to look back at Casey, sniffing at them a second it really smelled fresh. He shot Casey a look before setting his hand on them feeling for any wet spots along thier back or sides even. "I can tell your bleedin' right now! And ya holding your swlf like it hurts. I swear mutant vampire what ever if one of 'em hurt you I will go hunt 'em down."

"Look, relax, I can explain!"

"Well you betta! Give me names and addresses!" Raphael shouts back Casey's own statement didn't really easy him off the idea someone hurt him.

"Jus' chill okay, gimme a sec,"

Raphael watched them step back a little as tnej put some space between them. Raphael just quirked his beak. A little part of him debated, not dealing with the beating around the bush bussniess here. And making Casey tell him, but another part of him said that hypnotizing the answer out of Casey might be crossing some line here. Besides, he's not even sure if it works that way.

"I, look, I didn't wanna tell yer this way, I wanted it t' be, yanno, special…"

Well, now he was curious, crocking his head to the side even as he raised a brow. Special? What in the world could him bleeding have to do with anything to make it out for a whole speical set up to go with? He wasn't doing it on purpose or anything, was he? Did he tell Don about how Raph had fed off of them? Maybe Don was taking blood from Casey for his synthetic crap? Way to fix the taste issue? Admitly, raph might still feed off Casey even if that were the case simply because feeding off Casey was arousing and hot as fuck. Even if they hadn't done much beyond kissing it did add some fun there.

Raphaels guesses were far off the mark here, but he had no way to guess the real answer here. Maybe he was drawing blood now even? Hmm nah Raph would see more evidence of that right? Hand to his chin as he looks at Casey. He's had his blood draw before by Don so he knew how it worked. Who would be dumb enough to trust Casey to draw his own blood. Shifting his attesting back to Casey now. He should at least really give them his attetion he guesses.

"Look, I was born as a woman okay? My name was Eve, I was named after my ma, but growin' up I never felt like a girl, always felt like a guy, so parents an' I wen' t' docs, got some talks an' whatever long story short I'm taking hormones t' be a guy, 'cause I am a guy, that's why my name is Casey an' not Eve,"

Raphaels eyes widen a little for a moment there not because of what he was being told person mote how it was said was causing the reaction as Casey let out all of his explanations in nearly one breath here.

"An', every month, 'cause I still got a pussy, I bleed, 'cause biology or whatever the fuck, I can't stop it, las' like a week, an' uh…yeah I think that's everythin'."

Raphael just stood there for a moment he opened his beak a moment before closing it. Ready to ask a question, but it sort of got answered on its own. As did the next three thar had him repeat the same action. April's complained about a period before he's certien he's heard things here and there about it not too know much else, other then apperently it brought a lot of discomfort. And there may be bleeding invovled?

Taking in the look of Casey bed. It looked like a nest nearly woth how the had thoer blankets and pillows. Would also explain why he could smell the blood as well.

"Now I got a question for yer - yer uh wanna taste it or am I jus' waistin' my time standin' 'ere in pain."

Raphael's attention went back to Casey "taste?" Perking at the question considering Casey had pretty much become a source of food for him, he just wasn't following the course of the conversation at the moment. Until it hit him, he swears blood was rushing to his face. What did Casey say before? Eye lowered their gaze very obviously down at Casey's legs.

Drinking Casey blood was always on the table some things hadn't been and Raphael understood why, well partly why. Casey just hadn't explained the whole him be Trans thing till just now. They would have to get into the why's later because slowly pieces were connecting in the turtles fried brain. He still looked back up to casey and down between his legs a few times before he finally spoke up. "Wait when you say taste?" The look on Casey face was really the only confirmation needed here. And Raph better act quick so Casey wasn't wasting his time.

"Yes." He says quicker then meant but he didn't care as he moved to help Casey sit back on his bed smirking now. "Don' gotta tell me twice, maybe it'll distract you little from the pain?" Raphael offers before moving to help Casey lie back. Fingers hooking into the waist band of thier pants before he slowly moves to pull them off. The smell.of blood was stronger as he got Casey free from the confinement.

He did feel slightly hesitant here though, the want for blood and the other desires burning between his own legs now were both all for this. But inexperience was clearly shining here. Casey was his first well everything and this was for sure a big one. Swallowing down any worry though so not to make it appernet to Casey he moved to nestle between Casey's legs setting them up over his shoulders to help Casey get more comfortable. The scent was driving him crazy as he looked back up at Casey.

"Yeah I dunno how long you thought you would be able to get away with keepin' this from me." He smirks a little to tease. He just hopes Casey ain't expecting this to be all that great the first time. "Jus' lie back I'll take care of you." But hey taking like it might be? May help he hopes he's sort if making this up as he goes a bit different from bitting or making out with Casey after all. Gently rubbing at their thighs to help ease Casey and ground his own thoughts. There was way to much to think about right now.

Casey's select, Casey's offer, Raph's two different lusts acting up? One thing at a time, and he rather focused on Casey's offer.

#muse| hamato raphael #madamkezzie #aflockoffeathers #[ if you jumped off a bridge it's only because i did first -aflockoffeathers] #[12 verse] #[vapm!raph] #[ftm casey] #muse interaction #ic reply #(( I couldn't resist XD i'm not even sorry look casey raph may ruined how you wanted todo it but I mean plus sides right?)) #nsfw: suggestive

[anxicecreamty]

found out someone blocked me and my dumb ass is having trouble coping

#hello rsd nice to see you again!! #i know im annoying but. am i that annoying?? #i just wanna know what i did that would cause that yanno #but I'll never get an answer and i shouldn't expect one and im not owed one #im just imagining worst case scenarios. like I've seriously offended someone #and thats literally a nightmare for me and my people pleasing ass #sigh #i just have to get past it and go to fucking sleep!! #whats my motto again?? #focus on what you can control #anx.txt #i thought it was funny at first and then i started getting really sad

[squishycheekanon]

Roommate!Techno x Camgirl!reader

Bitch, you better be joking

Warnings: swearing, George and Techno simping, 18+

Stacy takes a drag of her vape, raises a laminated eyebrow, purses her glossy lips, smoke coming out as she talks, “You like him.”

“Bitch, you better be joking.” You look at her like she grew a second AND third head but of course she saw right through you as did Schlatt.

“She’s not.” Schlatt laughs looking at your perfected ‘stfu’ face.

“She’s not what?” Violet blows a bubble pushing her long straight hair over her shoulder before it pops and she starts chewing again.

“This is boring enough as it is, can you not make it insufferable too?” You shake your head turning on your phone to find a bunch of tweets about last nights stream. Biting your lips to stop the giggle from escaping.

“What are you so happy about?” Stacy glances at you.

“What? I can’t just be happy?“ you weren’t expecting it, genuinely, but all of them said no at the same time. “Damn.” You cringe.

Rowdy, loud guys started lining up behind you and you knew exactly who they were from the sound of their voices. Techno and his friends, Schlatt stepping away from Stacy to join them much to her annoyance.

“Why do we all decide to do laundry on the effing same day?” Alexia asks not wanting an actual answer, her hand locked in with George’s.

“Cause we’re all dumb.” Violet purses her red lips not looking up from her phone as usual.

“Speak for yourself.” Zan struts her way passed the guys, plonking her basket down with yours and Stacy’s.

“How was your lecture?” You asked linking arms with her as she rambled on about thermal nuclear astrophysics. None of which you understood, but liked to hear about.

“How was yours?” She asked about twenty minutes later, you had zoned out. Not thinking about your business lecture but reading more tweets about your stream. To be honest you were trying your best not to listen to Techno’s deep voice. It was kind of addictive.

“Okay unless you’re texting me the answer, you’re rude.” She quips laughing when you poke her in the stomach finally telling her about your lecture. Techno was listening to every word you were saying, wanting nothing more than to wrap his arms around your waist and hold you to his chest, maybe kiss your neck a little.

Finally it was your turn to do your laundry, so focused on putting in the correct amount of detergent that you didn’t spot Techno staring at you from across the room.

“You got it bad huh?” George smirked, chucking his clothes in a washer carelessly ignoring the tut of his girlfriend who pushed him out the way to separate his darks.

“I, no she, like, nah we’re just friendly. Live together yanno.” Techno rubs his neck awkwardly, looking over to see the couple look at eachother then him with almost pain across their faces.

“Well that was excruciating to watch.” Alexia giggled turning on George’s laundry, kissing his cheek and heading over to Zan and you.

“H-How did you..” Techno trials off not wanting to offend his friend.

“Get a girl like her?” George chuckles, it was a frequent question. Alexia just didn’t seem the type of girl that would date a so called ‘nerd’ but no one saw the sweet venerable side to her that he did. “Honestly, I don’t even know.” He smiles, eyes filled with adoration as he looks at his girl. “Sorry bro.” George pats Technos back.

Techno nodded glancing at you to find you already looking at him. He felt his heart start beating faster, his palms started to sweat. He felt like he was gunna be sick when you strutted over to him.

“Wanna go for a walk?”

And you do. You walk around your favourite park, talk about random shit. Practically nothing, but to Techno it’s everything and more.

Maybe it was to you too.

#squishycheekanon #squishycheekanonanswer #asks are appreciated #dreamsmp x reader #dreamsmp members #mcyt fanfiction #mcyt x reader #techno x reader #technoblade x reader #beefy!techno #roomate!techno #techno smut #technobalde fluff #technoblade x reader fluff #technoblade x reader smut #technoblade smut #technoblade fluff #techno x reader smut #techno x reader fluff #technoblade imagine

[spyoikawa]

still on that saiki k brainrot so hear me out-

metori, saiki, teruhashi, aren and hairo with an s/o who really loves to bake/cook-

no thoughts just Reader learning how to make coffee jelly for saiki (like maybe they make him a tower of coffee jelly for an anniversary or his birthday-). no thoughts just Reader cooking something for metori who pretends to not want to eat it cause it’s ‘peasant food’ but ends up really enjoying their cooking. no thoughts just cooking/baking date with teruhashi. no thoughts just teaching aren how to cook/bake and having a food trade with him, bringing him lunch/a snack to school. and no thoughts just hairo hyping Reader up while they cook/bake and making stuff for him to bring to class rep meetings-

thank you! <3

the excitement I got got I saw teruhasi- i don't see a lot of writing for her and I get happy when I get to do less than common things! Thanks!

I'm running low on creative juices, so please I hope you don't mind if I use the exact scenarios you suggested 💀

Note: some of the things I wrote felt really rude so please don't mind the tone tags in parentheses, also i have not edited this yet

Saiki, Teruhasi, Hairo, Aren, and Saiko with an S/O who can cook/bake

♡romantic♡

Saiki Kusuo (italics = saiki telepathy)

Although it was undeniably tasty, your boyfriend's obsession with coffee jelly was not only getting out of hand but also quite expensive-

I mean he spent 3,000 yen for one serving-

But yanno what it's ok, coffee jelly is easy to make, and this gives you an excuse to hang out (not that you need one)

"Ok Ku, i had an idea"

I like it, just make sure you teach me how to do it too

"Rude. I wasn't finished"

You did in your head

As endearing as it could be sometimes, Saiki's mind-reading could be a pain occasionally

You wound me.

"Good. (/j)"

After a long debate over recipes and serving sizes, there it was, in all its glory, your first batches of coffee jelly

it was heaven

You did end up sharing the recipe with him, but it still became a little tradition to make the coffee jelly together

It just tastes better that way :)

Kokomi Teruhashi

In the midst of your TV and cuddles date, Kokomi huffed and turned off the TV

But of course it was rude to just turn off the TV, so she offered to play a board game instead

You did play with her, but your curiosity was begging as to why she wanted to change the activity

"Hey Kokomi, this game is fun, don't worry... but why'd you turn off the TV so suddenly?"

"Oh, it was nothing! I just thought you would like this game, and I wanted you to enjoy yourself more!"

Now, that's the answer the most perfect girl in the world would give

But Kokomi is still human, there's gotta be something wrong

You spent a while thinking to yourself about what you were watching, you two agreed on a documentary, then after the documentary, the channel played a cooking show with a guest baker/cook Makoto Teruhashi- oh.

So that was it

At the end of the round, you stood up and offered your hand to pull up Kokomi with you.

"Hey, wanna make a bet?"

She looked up with a bit of curiosity.

"I bet you, I can make your favorite dish, far better than Makoto can"

She smiled a bit, "sure!"

Her favorite food was simple, so you taught her to cook it and added in some other things just for fun (and so she can't recreate it without your secret ingredients)

Now you guys have cooking dates often and always find ways to spice up foods (and beat Makoto at whatever he was doing on tv)

Hairo Kineshi

my thoughts and prayers go to you

we all saw what happened when he tried to make crepes

but in his mind, it was a learning opportunity

You guys were taking an after-school stroll, the weather was really nice, it would be a shame if you two just went home and did nothing. Walks like these tend to get sentimental and nostalgic, so your conversation subconsciously started to drift towards school life.

"And do you remember that time we had to get kuboyasu, kaido, and nendo to play on a baseball team? Oh my god thank god it didn't go too poorly, that one player really pulled through at the end..." you laughed out

"Haha I do remember that, I can't believe we got them to play, it really could've gone worse" He smiled as he remembered that day, but then his eyes drifted up to a bakery across the road. "Speaking of poor experiences..."

after he explained to you he and kaido's crepe disaster, you couldn't help but tease fun at him for a bit

but you did agree to teach him more about cooking and baking

he's a bit too passionate about cracking eggs, but hey, at least you can work faster

after many, many burnt crepes and pans, there it was, a fallen appart, incorrectly folded, but still a properly cooked crepe sat there in all its beauty

it kinda looked like this

Although he does learn many different things with you, crepes will be the thing he makes over and over again, even when he has it down to a science, just because it's the first thing you taught him, and he will keep that sweet memory forever (get it. sweet? Cause crepes? Im funny i swear.)

Aren Kuboyasu

He actually knows how to cook pretty well

He's not really sure when he picked up cooking, its kinda just stuck around, but he enjoys it, it makes him seem more goody

and he can treat you :)

I will die on my "aren lives for the most basic/domestic activities hill"

cooking with him is always an experience, he will play music in the background, and pull you aside to dance at random times

also does that really hot thing where he stands behind you, reaches around to hold your hands, and basically has you in a cage while showing you how to do something

it's one of those spontaneous things to do, if there's nothing else to do, might as well make something to eat

firm believer in "if you have to eat to live, you might as well eat delicious foods" so he will always try out new things with you if its healthy and tasty

"bab look at this show" you called out from where you were sitting, there was a cooking show/food documentary on, and it was showing a special food. "it says this chicken has a secret sauce they dip it in"

he walked over to the tv and watched it for a couple seconds, thinking a bit.

"...wanna figure it out?"

"yes. I'll make the chicken if you figure out the sauce?"

"deal."

will you ever know if you got the secret sause? Nope, but you did figure out a chicken recipe that is good as hell

he probably writes down all the recipes you "invented" together for safekeeping and so he can return to it later, but he refuses to show it to anyone

Saiko Metori

as much as I love him, we all saw in that one episode how picky he is while eating, and is probably a bitch to please while cooking/baking

so after a lot of convincing, you got him to sit in the kitchen with you so he can watch you bake for the two of you

in reality, all you have to do is give the dish a fancy rich-sounding name, you just have to be really careful with what you say

like this 💀

you decided to bake for him today, baking is a lot more "by the book" than cooking, so you thought he would take a bit of comfort in knowing it was done in a professional way

"alright tori, so I think I'll make a heavy pastry made with fine cacao and extracts, baked into a rich dessert for a fine sweet palette"

"you're making brownies aren't you"

"🧍‍♂️"

Told you, you have to be as specific as possible

He does eventually get interested in what you're doing though, as he never really sees his personal chef cook, and wants to help you by the end

He really did enjoy it! It quickly became one of his favorite treats

But funny enough, no matter how many bakeries he tried or how many times his chef tried, they never tasted the same

(you put in special spices as your own little mark on the treat)

so he ends up having you over for more cooking dates

Which he really does enjoy btw

as a tsundere he will look all annoyed and probably call you a plebe, but these are his favorite types of dates

#saiko metori #saiko x reader #metori x reader #kuboyasu x reader #saiki x reader #teruhashi x reader #hairo x reader #saiki k hcs #kuboyasu hcs #hairo hcs #saiki hcs #saiko hcs #teruhashi hcs

[spideyhexx]

alleyway; b.b.

pairing; bucky barnes x female reader

a/n: it was horny hours.

masterlist reblogs/likes//feedback is appreciated!

summary; you and bucky have sex in an alley

NSFW 18+ MINORS DNI PLEASE!!!

WARNINGS: dirty talk. oral (male receiving). deepthroating. making out. unprotected sex. yanno slight exhibitionism cause alley. hair pulling.

word count; 1.6k

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Bucky leans his head against the cold brick, the cold air nipping at his skin doesn’t seem to bother him.

Yet he still tugs his leather jacket tighter against him. He throws glances down towards the street, anticipating you to suddenly appear.

Bucky taps his fingers inside his pocket, counting each passing second as he waits for you.

The intense teasing between the two of you had gotten too much in the crowded bar and although your constant jabs irritated the hell out of him, he desperately wanted to feel your touch.

Bucky’s head picks up when he hears the clacking of heels and then there you are.

Trying to not seem like you’re walking fast down into the alleyway to meet with him. His eyes almost immediately drop to your feet, noticing how you only have one shoe on.

“What happened to the other one?”

Bucky points at your shoeless foot, a slight smirk gracing his pretty face. You chuckle at him, ditching the other heel.

“I lost it while walking out of the bar. Too many people around to go back for it.”

He lets out a laugh and licks over his lips.

“Or did you run on over here?”

“Real funny, Barnes,” you respond, hitting his chest playfully. A short silence fills the air. You knew how to make Bucky flustered, but actually having the chance to do something was sending you into overdrive.

Bucky clears his throat, “well, are you gonna kiss me or was that all talk back there?”

Your eyes widen for a moment at his bluntness and you hum at him, stepping closer. Placing your hands on his shoulders, you straighten the collar of his jacket, then look back up at him.

Your voice drops to a whisper, “right here?”

“Mhm.” Bucky’s hands make their way to your hips, squeezing them slightly, then leaning forward to let his lips touch yours.

His lips are softer than you imagined and he is gentler than you imagined. Almost as though he’s still a tiny bit hesitant. So you slide your hands into his hair, tugging softly on the strands, earning a low groan for his lips.

Your teeth bite at his bottom lip and he groans again, turning his head to deepen the kiss and letting his tongue collide with yours.

Leaving one hand in his hair, you use the other one to slowly trail down his body, toying it over his crotch.

Bucky grunts as soon as your lips make contact with his neck, tilting it to the side so you have more access.

“You were right, you are a good kisser,” he says, pushing your body closer to his so you could feel his hard on against your hip. You giggle against his neck, smoothing your hand through his hair.

“So are you.”

Bucky sighs deeply as you kiss under his jaw and you suck lightly in the area, wanting to hear more of his sounds. You want to make him want more. And he does, he needs everything.

“Alright, move on, doll,” he says through struggling breaths. You look back up at him and shake your head, “you’re no fun.”

Bucky rolls his eyes and takes matters into his own hands, unzipping his pants and pushing them down to the middle of his thighs, along with his boxers.

He quickly looks down the alley, seeing no other people around. Bucky takes his jacket off, dropping to the ground in front of him.

“Get on your knees.”

You do as he says, resting your knees on his jacket. Your mouth is on him in an instant. Bucky can’t even begin to fathom how many times he’s thought of your lips wrapped around his cock, but actually getting to feel it?

It’s completely unreal.

Knowing you weren’t in a place you could take your time, you suck on the tip, then bob your head down further on his length.

“Fuck,” Bucky lets out a muffled moan as he tries to keep his mouth shut. But some slip from his mouth.

The mere sight of you on your knees for him in an alleyway, taking all of his cock was almost enough to make him explode already. He reaches his hand down to cup your face as you hollow your cheeks, sliding your tongue up and down his cock.

Your work fast, bringing your hand up to caress his balls and Bucky’s grip on your jaw tightens.

“Oh fuck, baby. That’s really good.”

His voice was so raspy and deep that you feel yourself pulsing to have him in you already.

But you wanted to give him more, truly break him. You pull your mouth completely off of him and Bucky lets out a whimper-like sound, but quickly stifles it.

“Can you fuck my mouth, Barnes?”

Bucky shakes his head, his chest heaving slightly, “gonna be the fuckin’ death of me, doll.”

He moves his hand to the back of your head and you push down the front of your dress, your tits on full display.

Bucky almost forgets what he’s about to do once he sees your tits.

“You’re staring, Sarge,” you tease and Bucky uses his other hand to grip his cock, tapping it on your lips.

You open your mouth for him and he starts slow, thrusting his cock in and out of your mouth. You grip his thigh for stability, your other hand moving to play with yourself.

Bucky guides your head along with his thrusts and he practically melts when your tongue runs along the vein on his cock.

“Gonna cum soon,” he mutters, screwing his eyes shut and leaning it back against the brick.

You love the sight of this man and you want to see him cum, so you let your tongue slip by the slit in his tip whenever you could.

That’s what gets him to shoot his load into your mouth. Bucky pulls out half way through cumming, some of it landing on your chest. His moans are breathy as he rides out his orgasm.

“Stand up, doll. I wanna see how soaked you are.”

As soon as you’re on your feet, Bucky’s pushing you against the wall, sliding the hem of your dress up and ripping your stockings.

“You’re an asshole,” you mutter, holding onto his shoulders as his hand cups your pussy.

“Sure, but you’re fuckin’ soaked. I think that’s telling, isn’t it sweetheart? This all for me?”

“Yes, Sarge.”

Bucky shakes his head, smiling at you, then brushing his lips over yours.

“Keep calling me that and I’ll give you everything you want.”

You whimper against his lips and Bucky moves your panties to the side.

“I won’t rip these,” he teases, his nose bumping yours. He strokes his cock up and down your cunt.

“Bet you’re nice and warm for me.”

Bucky’s hold over you makes you melt even more into him and you could care less if anyone happened to walk by and see this scene unfold.

“Please, Sarge.”

“Please what, doll?”

Bucky teases his cock at your entrance, pushing in just slightly before pulling out.

“God, fuck me, Sarge. Now, please.”

He smirks, then holds your hips tightly, pulling one leg up to wrap around his waist as he pushes himself into you. Both of you let out a moan as he bottoms out.

“Would you look at that? Definitely nice and warm for me. And fuckin’ wet,” he groans and pulls out, snapping his hips back up into yours.

You pull at his hair in harsh tugs and he loves it. With each pull, he fucks into you faster. He lets out a breathless chuckle as you try to stay quiet.

Quiet grunts and gasps came from the two of you, Bucky pounding into you harder whenever you let out a noise a little too loud.

“Do you not care if someone notices us?”

You manage to get out as he works you on his cock.

“Don’t give a shit, honey,” he mumbles into your ear.

“Just need to give you my cum.” You whimper at his words.

"It would be hot for someone to see how good you're fucking me. Don't you agree, Sarge?"

"Mhm, damn right," he groans, sucking softly at the skin below your ear.

Bucky wanted to hear how hard it would be for you to stay quiet as you came around his cock.

He moved his head to lean his forehead against yours. You’re biting down on your lip, desperately trying to keep your moans contained.

“Bucky,” you whine at him, tugging him as close as possible as you clench around him.

He’s not even mad you didn’t call him ‘sarge’, he’s too wrapped up in feeling you to care.

“Go ahead, doll. Cum on my cock. Give it to me,” he mutters, pressing his lips to yours and then pulling back to watch your face screw into pleasure as you release.

“Bucky!”

You moan out his name loudly and Bucky grunts, spilling into you.

He breathes heavily against your lips, gently placing your leg down and pulling out of you, letting your panties move back into place. You attempt to fix your dress then groan.

“I forgot you came on my chest.” Bucky laughs then reaches into his back pocket.

“Lucky for you, I always have tissues.”

He takes it out and wipes the cum off of you and you pull the front of your dress back up.

He pulls his own boxers and pants back up and you reach forward before he could do anything. You zip his pants up for him, patting his abdomen.

“That was good, Barnes,” you tell him, hooking your arms back around his neck. He nods, agreeing, then moves your hands, grasping one of them and walking out of the alley.

“Where are we going?”

“Back to my place, wanna fuck you again,” he says, smirking back at you before tugging you along.

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes imagines #bucky barnes x female reader #james bucky barnes #bucky barnes one shot #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes fics #bucky barns x y/n #bucky barns fanfiction #james buchanan barnes #marvel fic

[fandomfluffandfuck]

I recently re-read Listen Close and sheesh I love the voice kink and it got me about thinking Sub! Seb with a secret attraction to Chis' accent when he's drunk or high and it goes deep and seb soaks in the power that Chris's voice has over him and maybe Chris notices and he does something about it getting seb off using just his voice getting him so far under all he knows is Chris. Btw I love your writing its amazing <3

Related to my fic "Listen Close"

Thank you for reading that!! I was really into that idea, the whole voice kink with really up close and personal mics, giving away every sound because they're podcast hosts idea that I came up with but unfortunately people didn't seem to be all that into it :/ either way- it makes me happy to know you enjoyed it! <3

Me too, I love love love me some voice kink.

Also, with Chris' Boston accent I thought of the livestream he did with Scott and Sammy and he called her darling at the end. But, y'know, with his Boston charm. All, blown kisses and "darlin'"

Also, the high/drunk part of this is genius because you know there's No Way his accent doesn't come out when he's drunk. Or when he's high! (And bonus points for including him being high, yes, because Chris I believe has said before that he indulges/has indulged (though idk where he said that haha).) 

Although, for this purpose, I'm gonna go with Chris being drunk and not high because I feel like drunk Chris is more rowdy and excited and handsy and more down to rough Sebastian up than a high Chris would be.

High Chris strikes me as too silly and giggly to be able to take dirty talking Seb into next week seriously haha. 

My first instinctual situation for drunk Chris and drunk Sebastian with his voice kink would take place after they're dropped off at Chris' home in Massachusetts together by an Uber/taxi. Just trying to get through the front fucking door, stumbling up the steps onto the porch when Chris prrrrrressses Seb into the side of the house. Before they can even fumble through unlocking the door or even getting keys out. They're there. Already.

And Chris, in all his glory, starts to purr at him. Asking his sub what he wants, what he needs "'cause I saw you lookin', darlin'. Oh I fuckin' saw you, you want something? All you gotta do is ask, yanno that, baby. Wanna give you everything." causing Sebastian’s head- full of protests - especially the one of, we're still outside! - to fly right the fuck away because, shit, it's just like when they were at the party.

When the drinking turned Chris' rough, deep, and all around delicious voice from his softened accent into his real accent. The drinking also gets his voice deeper, a little sloppier. All Boston charm all of the sudden because they're in Massachusetts where everyone around them has an accent too and it's rubbing off on Chris again. 

Although, it’s only Chris' accent that affects Sebastian. Bringing shivers down his spine when all of his voice is pressed into his ear, shouting over the music just to be heard. Not helped by the way Seb's own drinking has softened and warmed his insides until his whole body is begging to be laid at his feet, kneeling and pressing kisses into his skin, from his feet, to his ankles, to shins and knees, and upward- all at his command. Worship by command. Please.

Right, right, right-

Though, now he's not shouting, he's purring lazily, because it’s just the two of them. Pressed tight together in the dark where he's talking and talking, noticing even more how Seb can't help but shiver whenever he speaks. Quaking with the golden charm, intimately against his skin, whispered into his ear. His cheek. His mouth. Kissing him until he can't breathe. 

Sebastian can't fight his dom like this, held against the side of the house - treasured in huge, fumbling hands - in the humid summer night with his voice in his ear. 

"Good boy. S'fuckin' good. Yeah, yeah-" 

He's done for when the praise starts to come out, something Chris is prone to when he drinks, congratulating everyone’s success, or, in Sebastian’s case- praising him endlessly. Because of it his cock is beginning to throb desperately in his jeans, head spinning, a whimper tumbling from his lips.

It's a damn good thing they're in Massachusetts not in LA because private isn't a thing in LA and Sebastian is not a strong enough man to peel Chris off of him, to urge him away and inside when his voice is hot on his neck, his face, his ear. Not now. He can't do anything but melt. Nothing but tip his head back and let Chris whisper filthy things to him, cupping the base of his exposed throat with one hand like a makeshift collar, claiming him, while the other slides into his jeans. Not just under the denim but into his underwear, palming him so good after he obscenely licks up the length of his palm; like he even needs that, Sebastian has been turned on all night. Leaking and, just, overflowing with arousal.

Turned on especially when Chris insisted on sitting so, so close to him. Rubbing the back of his neck, in what would be a normal gesture… if it's not where his collar would lie in privacy. If he hadn’t also kept telling him, deviously, to go and get him another beer. Or another napkin. Or whatever. Knowing that Sebastian was eating it up, or, more accurately, licking it up out of the palm of his hand. 

So. Yeah. A combination of alcohol, the light domination, his fucking voice, and his lax, excitable party-nature is all getting to Seb. A fire in his belly exploding on voice command, Chris' voice, thick with where he grew up-

"Fuck you're hot.” Chris murmurs, palming him, making him pant, head resting back against the side of the house. “Mmm-hmm. You're so hard sub, aren't'cha? S'fuckin' hot in my hand.” 

He can’t help but whimper because yeah, yeah. He is. He’s so hard it hurts. And he wants to beg for more but the second after he lets go of the sound, the pathetic whimper-

Chris is talking more. Driving him mad. “Yeah yeah, let it out. Let it out. No ones gonna hear you out here. Jus' let it go for me. Moan for me.”

And who’s he to not?

“Fuck yeah. Wanna hear you sub, wanna hear how I make you feel good jus' like you want me to talk to you.”

A hot blade of embarrassment cuts through him, weakening his knees. It’s a good thing Chris is so big. He effortlessly uses his larger bulk to pin him in place. Turning the embarrassment to molten lust.

“Mmm-hmm. Think I didn't know? I always know, darlin’. Fuckin' know when you look at me like that, stars in those pretty fuckin' eyes… know that you like how I sound. Shit. And I fuckin’ love the way you sound. Love you. Love how you whine and gasp and cry when I touch you. Touchin' you however I want because you're mine.”

Sebastian whines. Oh God. 

Chris chuckles. Loose and dark and so fucking hot that he feels the way he starts to leak even more in the circle of his fist, wrapped tight and good around his cock.

“Mine,” Chris spurs him on, squeezing, stroking harder. “My pretty lil thing. Can touch you whenever I want, yeah?" 

"Yes!"

"Y'sure?"

"Yes, yes Chris! Please!" 

"Please, what?"

"Pl-please keep talking. Wanna. Wanna- yeah. Wanna hear you talk!" 

"Oh, fuck, I know. I know you do, darlin'. I'll keep talkin', keep touching. S’what you deserve. Being so good all night. Gettin’ me things, sitting, lookin’ pretty. Lookin’ at me and shit… so pretty, you look so good. Got all dressed up, didn't'cha? All prettied up. Lookin’ your best on my arm tonight, hmm? Yeah sub, yeah, you like bein' all pretty. Having people watch you. Lookin' at you knowing you're mine. Well. This-" he stops stroking to only squeeze his cock. Sebastian's knees threaten to buckle yet again. His heart thundering in his chest, making him nearly sob with every heaved in breath. "-This is definitely mine."

"Yours!" Seb gasps, on edge. 

"Mmmmm-hmmmm," Chris drawls out, real slow. Then, "listen to m’, pretty thin’." Sebastian claws at Chris' wide shoulders, his thick biceps, shifting and flexing with how he's jerking him off, "shh, jus' listen, sub. Know you can…” Sebastian finds his eyes flicking open without remembering when he shut them. “Mmm, there's a good boy. Good boy. My boy. Want'cha to cum. Wanna see you cum right now. Right here. Wanna see your pretty face, show me how pretty you are, yeah? Now."

"Chris!" 

(Chris will totally carry him inside, knowing how he gets, floaty and lax after such an intense orgasm. Sebastian will totally whimper and whine and complain until he’s allowed to get Chris off, lying between his legs and choking on his cock, looking up at him with dreamy eyes. Cheeks not even flushed from the obscene show, he’s so sweetly under.)

Thank you for the ask!!

#asks #my writing #evanstan #real person fanfiction #rpf #chris evans #sebastian stan #subastian #sub seb #sub sebastian #dom chris #dom/sub #voice kink

[ryozoro]

Hades Playlist - ii.

NOW PLAYING: Vampire [Dominic Fike]

cw; nothing really, very small mentions of manipulation and murder

an: SORRY FOR THE LATE UPLOAD , THINGS GOT BEHIND SCHEDULE :(

“The curious are always in some danger. If you are curious, you might never come home.” – Jennette Winterson

She couldn’t get him off her mind; ever since she met him, all her thoughts have led back to the droopy eyes and the slick back hair that seemed a lot softer than what the gel presented it as. The whole idea of her thoughts tracing back to the eldest of the Haitani’s and her heart beats mimicking each time the octave of his voice dropped with every word he spoke to her, made yn almost forget all the rules her big brother placed when it comes to men.

Why does she yearn to be in the presence of someone who would not hesitate to take her life for a laugh amongst his gang? Why does she want to run into the back allies of each street in hopes of accidentally bumping into him? Why isn’t she able to use common sense and erase the memory of him out of her head? Why does she feel like fate has strung their paths together on purpose? Why – you know what? Maybe she latched onto Ran so fast in hopes of forgetting someone else that continued to plague her mind daily. Maybe she is becoming obsessed with idea of someone not seeing her as a kid. That has to be it, right? Ran, ‘Tani-Senpai,’ shares the same interest and even wants to talk to her later as if they have been old friends. That has to be it —

“Yn!” her brother’s voice snapped her out of her thoughts. “Are you okay, ya idiot?” She took note that everyone at the table was staring at her, waiting for her to answer Draken’s question. “You’ve been spacing out since we got here,” Draken frowned as he plucked a piece of food from her plate, “are you sure that nothing happened on your bike ride to the shop?”

“If you were riding to the shop, I would have gladly picked you up,” Inupi chimed in with a soft smile. “I told you to treat me like I’m another older brother.”

“Hm,” yn hummed while avoiding eye contact with the blonde man, “wanted to surprise my troll of a brother and I figured you were off because its Tuesday.”

“Ah,” Inupi gently laughed as he watched her play with her food, “you remembered my schedule?”

Of course, she remembered his schedule. Yn knew almost everything about him; from the origins of his beautiful burn mark to his favorite snack in the vending machine back at the shop, yn knew and fell in love with it all. Draken always teased her about being in love with Mikey or Hakkai since she always seemed relaxed around them, but little did he know that his little sister was in love with his best friend and business partner.

“I’m honestly shocked that you kept it the way you did,” yn side-eyed him as she raised the other hand to pick at the bandages that wrapped along the underside of her jaw, “but at the same time, I’m not that shocked considering old people love to stick to their schedules. Wouldn’t want you straining your back, Oji-chan.”

Inupi laughed – God, she loved that laugh - whole heartedly to the point he began choking on his food. Of course, sitting with their friends and family, Inupi’s contagious laugh spread amongst the others and the people around them either ignored it very well or gave them silent glares in hopes they would stop; surprise, they did not. Hell, if anything, it got worse – so much worse – to the point that Mikey, Takemichi, and Chifuyu all fell out of their chairs.

“I – what did I say that was so funny?” yn pouted as she fished her phone out of her pocket, “I just called him the old man he was.”

“That’s why, brat,” draken flicked her forehead and chuckled, “we had made a few bets on what you would say when Inupi had talked to you. Surprisingly, Mitsuya guessed you would have called him a grandpa.” Draken and the others proceeded to give Mana’s big brother 200 yen as they got up off the floor and calmed down.

“So, Yn,” Takemichi looked her in the eyes with a dopey flushed face.

“Watch it ‘ Mitchy,” Kazutora playfully warned, “don’t wanna embarrass the poor girl since she just got back.”

“What is it, crybaby,” she asked hesitantly as she scanned over his face, noting signs of mischief lurking in the corners of his smile. “It better not be something stupid, or else I’m telling Hina-san about what you did last time you came over to the shop.”

“Oi, you’re so mean – just like your brother,” Takemichi pouts and fans his hands towards you, “but it’s just a simple question, neh.”

Yn enjoyed Takemichi’s presence more than someone from an outside point of view would have thought. He always served as a hero in her eyes as he saved Mikey from the dark path he began to walk and how he constantly reminded her brother on how much his deceased lover, Sano Emma, watches over him and guides him to all the good things that happens in his life. He was an amazing guy and one that she wished had set her expectations for her taste in men, but her heart yearns for those who are completely out of her grasp.

“Just ask or else I’m calling Hina-san,” yn smirked as she brought her phone screen into view for Takemichi to see that “Hina-san <3” contact was pulled up and only one press away from being dialed.

“Oh, you bully!” Takemichi sighed dramatically, “I was just going to ask how long you have been into gilfs?” Draken choked on his drink and Pah-chin was patting his back in hopes of easing the rough coughs. Everyone at the table began to cause even more ruckus with tears of laughter as yn sat there dumbfounded.

“w-what,” she scratched her head and looked around the table in hopes of someone taking note of her clear ignorance at the word that Takemichi had claimed her to be attracted to. Since no one answered, she decided to speak on her own, “what the hell is a gilf?” Much to yn’s dismay, the table went silent for a brief second before bursting out into an even louder fit of laughter. “Well?! What the hell is it?”

“Yn, love,” Smiley spoke between hiccups and giggles, “it’s the same thing as a Dilf or Milf, but for old people.” After he finally finished his sentence, he leaned against his twin and laughed even harder.

“I-,” yn stood up and threw her dirtied napkin and spoon at the man who made the joke, “I’m not attracted to gilfs you fuckin idiot.” Yn moved behind Takemichi and put him in a headlock, “what made you even think to say that ya CD sellin’ pervert.”

“Oi,” Draken said from above her, “let ‘Mitchy go or else I’m taking you back all the way to Fukurodani and asking them to volunteer you for the summer school tutoring.” Yn dropped her arms in defeat and made her way back to her seat. “And you,” Takemichi looked up at her brother with a teary-eyed smile, “go clean your hair up before your wedding. It’s in three days and anyone can tell you pick at your split ends during your down time at work.” Draken laughed as Takemichi’s expression turned into a pout and he began punching Draken’s solid abdomen.

“Oh,” Angry stood up abruptly, “yn, could I see ya outside really quick?” Despite his rough tone, everyone knew he was asking in the kindest way possible.

“Yeah, sure,” yn got up with a pout and made her way to the exit with Angry trailing her with a hand on her mid-back. She was confused as to why they went outside at such a fast pace, but she just assumed that Angry wanted peace and quiet away from the others. “So,” yn smiled at the younger twin, “what did you – why is your face angrier than usual?” She titled her head at the man but he was quick to grab her hand and guide her towards his bike.

“Hop on,” he straddled the seat and waited for her to do the same, “don’t worry, Draken texted me to take you back to me and Nahoya-nii’s shop. So… hurry up, please.” Souta stopped her right before she got on and placed a helmet on her head, “safety first because I’ll hurt you if you get hurt,” he said as he proceeded to adjust the straps enough to keep her safe and comfortable. “Get on, Princess,” he kicked up the kick stand and took off fast out the parking spot.

“So – uh,” yn spoke aloud as they arrived at a stop light, “why did nii-chan tell ya to take me to the shop… I wasn’t done eating.” She felt her stomach rumble and she pressed her cheek to Angry’s leather cladded shoulder blade and readjusted her grip on his waist as they began moving towards the backroads to get to the Kawata’s Ramen shop.

“I’ll make you a bowl when we get there,” he relaxed his upper body so yn wasn’t laying against hard muscles, “and we left because everyone kept staring at you.”

“Psh,” yn rolled her eyes, “they were staring because I am a strong, independent woman who managed to put a MAN in a headlock like a bad bi-.”

“Enough of your ‘bad bitch’ talk, I believe you, but I promise you that was not the reason.” Angry spoke through a breathy laugh, “the cook and the table in the corner was kept looking over you. Don’t you think it was weird how when they brought our orders out and Draken said your rice was missing an egg and the cook came out and apologized himself?”

Yn pondered on the question for a bit but then shook her head gently and nuzzled inbetween the center of Angrys’s back, “no, to be honest, I thought that the cook just hates when he messes up. It can’t be that deep, yanno? Oh! Maybe they mistook me as an idol?” She felts Angry’s laugh bubble from his chest to his shoulder blades; Souta’s laugh honestly made her feel like her jokes were genuinely funny to listen to.

“Hate to break it to you,” Angry brought the bike to a gentle stop as the arrived towards the ramen shop, “but you don’t present yourself as the ideal image of the idol you probably think you are.” Yn joined Souta in the small fits of laughter as she gently punched him in his side.

“Oh, shut up,” she let out a soft breath as she hopped off and carried the helmet with her as she made her way to the employee back door. “Open up, yeah? ‘M reeeeeally hungry.”

“Already ahead of you, ya dumb brat,” Angry bumped his hip gently against yn’s and unlocked the door and pushed her inside. They placed their helmets and jackets off in the staff room and made their way towards the kitchen where she sat at bar stools and Angry started up the stove to boil a few eggs and moved to chop up some green onions. “You want beef or chicken, idiot?”

“Sheesh, souta-kun, if ya wanted to marry me – just say that,” Yn teased as she propped her head onto her two hands, “your terms of endearment have been getting sweeter and sweeter by the minute~ but! I do want chicken please, been not feelin like eating cow and pigs lately.”

“Yer annoying,” angry threw a small, chopped onion at her, “in your dreams I’d marry you. Plus, I KNOW I’m not your type. You go for mechanics with burn marked boys that work with your brother -,”

“OKAY, NOT NEEDED,” Yn pressed her face to the counter, “asshole… He’s my type, but I’m not his. He’s like, Makima and I’m Denji… please tell me you understand that because it’s the best I got.”

“I understand it, and I just want to say that that is the most tragic thing I have heard from you in a while – oh, but back to the restaurant,” Angry said as he slid a small chocolate mochi from out the freezer and towards yn on a cute, small plate, “there was a customer who went into the back the second he heard that your order was wrong. I thought it was weird because what cook comes out that frightened when they get someone’s order wrong, but then your brother texted me saying that every man there had their eyes on you as if they were in charge of watching your every move. At first, Hakkai noticed some of the men sporting a ‘Bonten’ tattoo on their wrist, so we thought maybe they were after Mikey, but then Mitsuya texted us when he went to the bathroom that he heard some of the guys saying your name. Once that was said, Draken immediately told me to take you away from there… I do have a question for you though.” Angry began whipping up the ramen in the most tasteful way and side-eyeing the young ryuguji, “did you by chance get into it with a few Bonten member’s when you first got here? Is that why you’re all bandaged up?”

“Souta,” yn felt her heartbeat pick up but remained composed, “nothing happened with what ever ‘Bonten’ members… you know how weird some gangs are…”

“I trust you, brat,” Angry’s frown deepened once he noticed that the eggs were ready to be cut and the chicken was ready to be fried, “I just don’t want to lose another family member, okay? We babies have to stick together.” With that, he paid no mind to the situation, making a small mental note to tell Draken that one of the members there probably just thought yn was pretty. “Oh,” Souta looked back at yn, “one more thing.”

“Y-yeah, of course,” yn snapped her eyes to meet his gaze, nervous that he might have picked up on the fact that she lied about not coming into contact with any members when she first arrived, “what’s up stinky?”

“Just be careful,” Angry passed her a water bottle, “don’t trust anyone who isn’t in our toman family; especially not a Bonten member. He’ll take you in, manipulate you into believing you can’t live without him, and sell you off with no cares in the world. That is, if you’re lucky enough not to be killed in the middle of the street for entertainment.” Souta turned back around to finish up the ramen.

“Yeah,” yn felt a chill go down her back, “I’ll be careful… I promise.” She honestly didn’t know how to feel, after all, she just met with the man who presented her with an unrequited love, another man who made her heart yearn to lurk into the depths of the shadows, and someone whom she considered family just told her that one of those men would lead her onto a road of misfortune. Lost in her thoughts, she felt her phone vibrate in her back pocket. She pulled on it and felt her stomach drop as she was greeted with two notifications.

Draken bacon >:D : You okay kid? We’re heading to the restaurant right now, ‘m sure nothing was wrong – just wanted ya to be safe. me and inupi there in a bit, the other boys are getting stuff together for our dinner tonight. don’t annoy angry too much <3

Tani-senpai <3: why did you leave so soon pretty girl? Didn’t mean to alarm you, but I sent your picture to quite a few of my juniors and underlings, delinquents if you will – just wanted them to know not to touch what isn’t theirs. N e Wayz, I have time now, do you want to call now?

Were the gods telling her to remember her caring brother’s rules on men or to listen to faint voice of curiosity that lingered in her young and ignorant mind?

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