#i'm not even joking he is patient and calm *BY CHOICE.*

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Req - Something about Shotaro? Oh my god anything, your writing is just so????;!!;?$3

Maybe some smut on the toxic-ish side about how he appeals to be a loving boyfriend to your friends but behind closed doors he’s a lot more intimidating/manipulative, but you’re still just so weak for him (maybe even more so because of it???) and just can’t control yourself around him. Idk, I’m literally clueless but I just know I need that immaculate brain of yours combined with Taro!!!

Much love, and Happy New Year!!!

A/n: I'm not gonna lie... This took a good chunk of my sanity trying to write, I can only hope that you like it. Also happy new yearrr

𝗣𝗶𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁

Osaki Shotaro x Fem!Reader

Summary: Shotaro is your golden retriever boyfriend... until he isn't

Warnings: Language, Established Relationship, Jealousy, Best friend!Sohee, Possessiveness, Slight Dark fic, Toxic!Relationship, Manipulation, Smut (+18) Dom!Shotaro, Fingering, Grinding, Choking, Teasing

Your shoulders are as rigid as two metal cinder blocks, keeping your head from rolling off onto the floor. Barbed wires twist with anxiety in the pit of your stomach because you know, despite the sunshine disposition, despite the smile, despite the glassy doe eyes, Shotaro is pissed, and he definitely wants you to know about it.

“I swear on my unborn child,” Sohee, your best friend (your best guy friend) exclaims over a mouthful of ramen, “Yours is the only man I'd ever let cook for me. The rest of the male population can choke.”

While Shotaro basks in Sohee's praises with a modest sunshine smile, you sigh under the pressure of your boyfriend's grip on your thigh as you swiftly say, “You're quite literally a member of said male population-”

Sohee lowers his chopsticks before assuming a vaguely threatening stance with his cheeks round and stuffed. “Begrudgingly,” he says, “Not by choice.” You do not laugh but you try to.

Sohee bounces up and down in his seat, seemingly oblivious to your nervousness and Shotaro's skillfully hidden vexation.

“This is why I needed you two to end up together.” Says Sohee, swinging his head towards you. “My Golden Retriever best friend,” he swings his head towards Shotaro, “And my Golden Retriever coworker-”

“It's getting late, Sohee-” Shotaro's voice is calm and his head is still tilted as he says, “Should I call your uber?” You gulp silently as Shotaro's hand rubs up and down your thigh in a dizzying motion.

“Not very Golden Retriever of you,” Sohee grumbles before slurping down the last of his soup, “But that's okay because you're perfect in everything else-”

“Are you trying to steal my boyfriend, Sohee?” You hope cracking a joke might alleviate some of the one sided tension only you seem to be aware of.

Despite the smile, Shotaro is having a very difficult time remaining patient, especially because he had plans. Before Sohee had hijacked your attention, Shotaro would venture to say that he was actually somewhat happy at the start of the evening… before he found himself sharing your time with your over exuberant best friend.

There was a lively, almost vibrant pep in his step when he got off work, despite the tiredness in his muscles. As Shotaro made his way down the corridor towards your apartment door, his head was bowed with his eyes glued on his phone.

Your whimpers resounded in the clarity of his headphones. He watched you cum around his fingers, absolutely transfixed- so transfixed he almost doesn't recognize movement in his periphery right when he reaches your front door.

Far too swiftly, Shotaro plastered a smile on his face as he paused the video, dropped his phone into his pocket and lowered his headphones before bowing to your elderly next door neighbour.

He muttered a polite “안녕하세요,” in greeting, and the tiny old woman responded just as amicably.

She, as well as every other person in your life is absolutely floored by his politeness.

“What a nice young man,” she said, as she continued her way down the corridor, leaving Shotaro chuckling to himself because the thoughts he was having were certainly kilometres off on what a nice young man should be thinking.

He could not help that he had been thinking about you the whole day. Not even just sexually. (Although he did miss your body terribly. Shotaro was absolutely obsessed with the way it worked: You were always so unmistakably pliant for him. Like clay). Even simply being this close to your space made his heart overblown with satisfaction. Your house had always been somewhat of a safety enclosure for him. His own little piece of peace away from the outside world.

As he inserted the password and turned the knob, Shotaro imagined how you'd be waiting for him after work by the door like you usually did. Swimming in his oversized shirt as you stood with your arms opened wide.

None of those things happened.

Shotaro trudged into your house, sweaty and physically defeated from another day of exerting himself with rigorous routine. The thought of melting into your arms had been the only thing keeping him vaguely upright, when all he wanted to do was collapse on a pile on the floor.

As he proceeded to kick his sneakers off at the door, Shotaro’s brain nearly short circuitrd at the sight of you standing before him… fully dressed.

Not for any reason beside the fact that he had hoped to find you dressed comfortably enough to touch each other while you both cuddled lazily on the couch.

He was not being unreasonable in his expectations.

“Are we supposed to be going somewhere?” Shotaro asked quizzically with his doe eyes widened in cute curiosity. He eyed your halter neck and maxi skirt with much discontent.

“Oh good! You're home! I actually have something to-” Before the words could escape your mouth, he immediately enclosed you in a hug that you drowned in.

“Missed you so much,” he murmured before splaying various sloppy kisses on the side of your face, “Couldn't stop thinking about you the whole day… your face-” A kiss, “Your mouth-” another kiss, “your boobs-”

“Taro, I have to tell you som-”

“God, I hate people!” he exclaimed above you with his arms falling to your hips.

“I shouldn't have to remind you that I count as people.” You jest in vague nervousness.

“When I say I hate people, never ever, do I mean you,” he whispered above you before patting your head down as if you were, less his human girlfriend and more something that went about its life on four legs.

“Do I count as people?”

Your shoulders stiffened and Shotaro's arms grew rigid as his head snapped up to look at your best friend- his co-worker.

Sohee makes his introduction behind you in the same outfit Shotaro saw him in at dance practice and he waved lightly.

Shotaro's shoulders sag infinitesimally but that smile on his face is all too permanent.

Sohee spinned around before mumbling, “Also I'd appreciate it if you two didn't hump each other out in the open for my viewing pleasure.”

Instead of actually feeling compelled to eat you now sit idly at the dinner table, picking and prodding at the ramen Shotaro has prepared for you all.

Your boyfriend's irritation is subtle and you could definitely miss it in the brightness of his overall countenance.

“I mean, it's not that I don't wanna be in a relationship- it's just that, seeing you two has inspired me… I guess you could say?” If it weren't for Shotaro's hand on your thigh you might have actually listened to the countless praises he dotes on Shotaro.

Praises about how good of a man he is. How perfect he is. How absolutely wonderful he must be for being able to put up with you.

All through the dinner, Sohee talks and talks, and you sit with your fingers curled around the end of the table, trying to stop yourself from not reacting to your boyfriend’s minstritations.

It is only when the dinner ends, and Shotaro escorts Sohee to the door, that you finally feel the first real signs of anxiety begin to solidify in your gut.

You're trying your best to load the plates into the dishwasher with a steady hand when you feel a daunting presence behind you. Evading eye contact, you swiftly and succinctly say, “I'm sorry. He had no where else to go-”

“He has a house. Try again.”

You sigh, letting your eyes flutter shut at the coldness in his voice.

“He's my best friend, Shotaro,” you say with finality before straightening your spine and turning to face him. You’re both pressed on opposite ends of the kitchen. Both with your arms folded.

“I don't really like your friends.” He says.

“I don't think my friends should be your problem, is what I'm saying.” You clarify. “And anyway, I thought you’d like the fact that Sohee’s my friend.”

Shotaro Scoffs as he says, “I'd like it more if he didn't try to inject himself into our relationship, babe.” Shotaro's voice is incredibly calm, but his words are aimed like an arrow doused in poison, as he closes the distance between you two. Your attention is fixed on him as he lifts his hand to trace small lines on your exposed collar, and you nearly fight the urge to make your eyes flutter shut.

“Not to sound like a tired fucking cliche but, I'm just thinking about what's best for you-” That snaps you out of it.

“What's best for me or what's best for you?!" You exclaim before slapping his hand away.

If only you knew how badly that particular passive-aggressive action affected him. Shotaro crowds you against the counter as he pushes his front up against yours until he's quite literally peering down at you. You refuse to crane your neck back and look up at him.

He was being ridiculous.

“I'm not choosing between you or my friends, Taro-”

“You're so pretty, you know that?” His completey-out-of-left-field comment, especially layered with that sweet-as-honey voice of his, shoots straight to your core, and you grab the counter behind you for support. “And smart too,” he says, before trailing his hand down your arm, eliciting a trail of goosebumps in his wake. Shotaro’s touch is not only sensual, but its molten fucking lava and it nearly has you melting into a puddle on the floor.

“So I trust you to make your own decisions.” He says, nodding with cute finality before lifting your face up by your chin.

“Taro…” Your heart resorts to frenzy, and your head flies backward when Shotaro drifts his fingers past the seams of your maxi skirt. His are fingers- quite literally making their descent down your underwear while you remain too dumb to do anything but say: “I-I knew Sohee before I knew you.”

He only pushes up against you further, letting his hand grip the side of your neck. “You really think now is a good time to throw that in my face?” He asked with a tilt of his head and his hand now sliding over your cunt.

“You're not wet,” he whispers, “Why aren't you wet?” Before you're ever able able to answer, Shotaro drops to his knees before picking up the ends of your billowing skirt and disappearing underneath the fabric. A torrid gasp escapes your throat when his warm breath skates over your cunt and you're once again throwing your head back in absolute ecstasy.

He pokes his head up from underneath your skirt, cute smile on display while his fingers massage your aching clit. “You're always so wet for me, baby," he says with a childish frown, "What's the matter, huh?” He tilts his head again. “Is it your friend?”

He asks casually, as if his middle finger was not easing its way past your entrance … as if he his fingers were not already drenched in your arousal in less than a minute. “Fuck, Shotaro-”

“Is it because of him?” He continues to ask, now fully moving his fingers in and out of yoy while he remained on his knees- gaze never once wavering. “I'm sorry, bunny,” He says with faux concern, “I didn't know Sohee meant so much to you!”

“F-Fuck Taro-”

At the sound of his name, Shotaro's other hand grips your thigh, only opening your legs wider to split you all the way open against his fingers rough minstriations. He alternates between his middle and index. Sometimes splitting you open with both, until you were thoroughly bucking forward, to the pace that he had set and you were chasing your own orgasm furiously.

“You look like you're gonna cum for me, baby!” He exclaims with big bright eyes and a wide open smile. Equal parts adorable and completely fucking manic.

“Ask me to cum,” he whispers, still looking up at you like you were the best toy he could've ever hope to get. “I control your body. I control every part of you.” He says, “So ask me-”

“Please, Taro!- P-Please can I come?” Your hands have long ago found purchase in his blonde locks and you squeeze your eyes shut, bucking into him at a frenzied pace.

“Look at how pretty you are when you're following orders!” He exclaims as if you truly were a child. “So pretty,” he’s absolutely mesmerising, “My pretty girl gets to cum all over my fingers-”

You've already jumped off the cliff, letting your hips stutter as your eyes roll to the back of your head.

Shotaro's eyes appear almost pained by the sight in front of him. How easily you break for him. Whenever he wanted. You truly were in control of his entire being.

“G-God-” Your failed attempt at talking brings a wave of warmth over Shotaro's countenance, and he finds himself pleasantly satisfied once again. He lifts himself up to his full height.

“what a gorgeous girl,” he whispers before pushing his forehead against yours, “My gorgeous girl,” he murmurs before sliding his fingers - the fingers that were once inside you- past your trembling lips.

#riize #riize fanfic #riize x reader #shotaro x reader #shotaro smut #osaki shotaro #osaki shotaro x reader #osaki shotaro smut #riize smut #riize headcanon #lee sohee x reader #sohee x reader

[pix3lplays]

Even though Ratio is a very intelligent person and has more PhDs than friends, he is an idiot

Idiot when it comes to relating to anyone, no matter who

((I'm Anon from the future, this is long))

In the Penacony mission, in the first interaction with Aventurine, he is unnecessarily cruel and does not realize his mistake until Aventurine points it out and Ratio apologizes, softening his voice

We also have the thing about his courses, we all know that his students do not pass the course because of the difficulty or bad teaching directly, it is the pure demotivation that HE gives to his students

I think that a kinder teacher from the same or similar field as him would be an ideal match for him

From one moment to the next, the number of students who passed their exam increased significantly and Ratio wastes no time in finding out the reason for this sudden change

He discovers that a teacher, with similar studies to him but with a completely different personality, has been helping many students

The teacher is kind, gives positive reinforcement and even jokes friendly, lightening the atmosphere and helping the most nervous ones

The students explain some things that Ratio said, the teacher with a soft smile patiently explains from beginning to end, without humiliating anyone who is confused by something

Ratio after discovering everything, the next day he meets the teacher, he is unintentionally aggressive, and the teacher at one point stops his words with a single sentence

"Dr. Ratio, you don't have to raise your voice and act hostile, if you insist on that I will leave."

lThe teacher turns out to be kind, but immediately sets limits when crossing certain lines. Ratio apologizes, realizing his mistake only when it is mentioned and they achieve civil conversation

Both talk about the learning of these students, with clear differences between the perception of each one, Ratio thinking of them as ignorant and the teacher as an unexplored potential

In essence, they are actually very similar, and Ratio likes it, but it is not the same as vice versa, since the other party does not sympathize with their habits of calling others ignorant or in a rude way

Ratio now faces the problem of being constantly corrected due to spouting insults without a second thought, and trying to get to know more about someone so intelligent but who has gone unnoticed for years

Ratio faces the problem of not knowing how to maintain a relationship beyond professional, and shit, even that is difficult now that he constantly remembers the voice warning not to be rude

He's learning to try hard for the first time in a long time, he doesn't even use his alabaster head when that teacher is there, trying to look closer, but his angry face doesn't help

Aventurine cheekily mocks him. An interesting addition that would make me laugh is that this teacher and Aventurine have been friends for a long time, almost like brothers and protecting each other without expecting anything

Ratio doesn't understand how you look so calm and happy with Aventurine, but with him on alert

Ratio is jealous, learning to deal with different emotions and attitudes, but he doesn't really dislike learning, he dislikes that your beautiful smile doesn't go his way

Ratio gives you a gift of your choice after studying your interests carefully, appreciating with a cocky smile how you finally seem less alert around him, he congratulates himself, and the kind teacher smiles at him, congratulating him carelessly and Ratio can feel the warmth running through his chest, because your smile is finally for him

Ratio is a tsundere, a surly and grumpy cat who then seeks pampering, but who needs to be disciplined, be patient with the tsundere cat, he still does not fully understand what he wants or why

((By the way, I can be 📦 Anon?))

Hello, 📦 anon~

I love it, Veritas could really benefit from someone on his intellectual level who has a bit more patience and kindness and understanding.

Veritas isn’t a bad guy. He’s actually very kind in his own way. He could just use a little guidance in how to better express that kindness. I don’t expect him to suddenly become nice anytime soon though.

Also hi Aventurine, I see you~

#honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #Dr Ratio #Dr Ratio x reader #Hsr Dr Ratio x reader #honkai star rail Dr Ratio x reader

[rederiswrites]

This is a story about animal death. If you're not in the headspace for that, please don't hesitate to skip.

I am on death-watch for my cat.

Death-watch. It's an archaic phrase, really, but not because it's any less relevant. Just because we avoid talking about death. We don't in this family, though. I've made a point of it. And of course we have farm animals, so I couldn't very well avoid it if I wanted to. If you nurture life, you accept death.

My eldest cat, Hrothgar, has been dying for years. I think it's three years since the vet expressed surprise at seeing him again. Two since we learned that it would cost for thousand dollars to remove his abscessed teeth, and while he would probably survive the surgery, no one could say how long he'd live to enjoy the results.

In retrospect, obviously, it would have been worth it to get the surgery. But I couldn't have known that. We make choices, and we live with them. It's been a long time since he was strong enough to survive the surgery, but he's just kept on being reasonably happy with life even as he shrunk down till we joked that he was already mummified. I've patiently struggled to find food that tempted him, cleaned up as he peed wherever the mood took him.

For the last couple days, he's been unable or unwilling to eat anything we offer him. Now he can't drink. His back legs are too weak to function. He cries to be put into the sink, which was his preferred illicit water source, but when I put him there he does nothing. He can have anything of me, now. Rules don't matter.

"I hate to say it," says my daughter, "but shouldn't we take him to be put down?" It's an obvious question. And maybe it would be the better choice, I don't know. But he would hate the car ride, and hate the vet. I can't save and try both paths. I can't look the answer up on YouTube.

But he is calm so long as I give him the one thing he always liked best--a chance to lie on me. And so we sit together. He lies in my lap, barely breathing, and I set aside my other tasks to hold him as long as I can. I'm long since ready for him to die, but I'll take every moment I've got.

#animal death #death cw

[gumballavocadoharry]

Harry teaching his baby; Headcanon:

Ik I haven't done these in awhile, but last night, I wrote out a bunch of ideas for several and this is one of many!!!!

Compassion. The first person alongside you to show them compassion and understanding. That would be evident in their teen years when they start making more serious mistakes. Harry would always be there and make sure his tone, words and expressions were all in tune with his deep concern and love for them.

Intelligence. Harry is a very smart and wise man. No doubt, common sense is essential for him and making sure his children have it is one of his goals.

Kindness. Is a big one for him! Treat people with kindness is his motto and what better example than to treat his own child with kindness. Spoiling them at times, but speaking kindly, mildly, generously and patiently and acting on it is what he knows his child will look at.

Patience. When he needs to repeat things over and over, or when they're throwing a tantrum....he tries hard not yell or scream or say something irrational. When disciplining them, he's mild and reasonable and firm.

Humbleness. He listens to his children and takes their feelings into consideration always. He'll ask their opinions and will make choices with them.

Boldness. Harry has a natural outgoing personality, but when he notices his child lags behind in courage, he's right there to guide them and give them that self boost.

Affectionate. Harry's a HUGE example in this as he loves to smother his child in kisses and hugs, especially when they really need it. Words of encouragement and "I love you's" are always said daily and so are notes of what his child likes for their meals or as a present. He is vocal and physical about his love and his children never have to wonder.

Thankful. Harry does this by telling his children that he's thankful for them everyday and that they are the best gift he could've ever asked for. "I don't know what I did to deserve you, but I'm so grateful for you and you make me so proud to be your daddy everyday."

Positive. He teaches this by being positive about the little things in life. Like the flowers or a sunny day.

Classy. By having manners and showing courtesy to others, he sets an example of being a gentleman.

Silly. Harry's a natural goofball anyway so it comes easy for him when he makes funny faces or blow raspberries on their tummy. He jokes around and it raises their spirits on a bad day.

Free expression. Harry wants his children to express themselves and never feel hindered to keep things inside. He especially wants them to come to him and talk about their feelings.

Honesty. Harry makes a point to be honest and truthful with everything, so he expects the same from his child.

Self-aware. He's been through honest self reflection of himself and no doubt wants his children the have the same thing. To know and discover who they are and what they expect from themselves.

Loyalty. Harry keeps his promises and so when his child promises something that they can't keep, harry teaches them how to make it up.

Self-control. As hard as it would be for Harry in keeping them in check, he would have to let them see that they need self-control in their emotions, wants and needs. So despite them screaming or crying they're heads off for a toy, he's calm and reserved in showing them that they can't always get what they want.

Ethics. Harry has strong morals in certain things and he sticks to them even in the face of pressure. So he would teach his child how to be strong and firm with theirs.

Strength. In times of pain or pressure, Harry no doubts wants his kid to be strong enough to stand up to the trails.

Love. The most important lesson of all Harry teaches them. To love themselves, others, animals, flaws and all. He teaches them to have respect and kindness towards people and to be humble and sufficient in holding onto meaningful relationships and their dignity. To be happy, healthy and mature topped off with character is what makes Harry the most proud.

The best teacher he could be is their father in showing them that there is NO ONE in this world he could or would love more than them.

#harry styles #harry styles imagine #dad!harry #dadrry #harry styles and yn #daddy's baby #harry headcanons #harry styles headcanon #daddy and baby #two against the world

[sasusakucoded]

Sarada: Mama, is it true? A famous actor is a patient here [at the hospital]?

Sakura: Yeah. And why are you here?

Sarada: How can you be so calm about it? Chocho wanted to be confined just to get a glimpse of him! *walks with her to her office*

Sakura: Hmm he tripped and dislocated his ankle yesterday. Nothing major. He's fine now.

Sarada: I thought you only take care of serious illnesses.. That's why Chocho was worried.

Sakura: Yeah but his management insisted that the head should look after him to make sure he gets better quickly. I wouldn't allow it but the papers had been signed by the ER, so I had no choice.

Sarada: Is he rude or something?

Sakura: No.. What made you say that?

Sarada: I mean, you don't seem excited about treating someone famous and handsome.

Sakura: He's nice. I can't say much about him because I only spent 15 minutes in his room.

Sarada: There are so many people outside waiting for him to be discharged.. He's everyone's crush!

Sakura: Yeah maybe.. Sarada.. I still don't get why you're here. Do you like him or something?

Sarada: No! Well.. Chocho likes him.. And because no one can enter the hospital since yesterday, I volunteered to check with you.

Sakura: Ah. Well then, you can tell your friend that he is okay and will be discharged tonight. We're just waiting for his documents.

Sarada: Okay.. Are you coming home already?

Sakura: Not yet. I have to be here until that patient leaves.

Sarada: Oh.. Okay, will tell Papa.

Sakura: S-Sasuke-kun's here? Your Papa is at home?

Sarada: Yeah.

Sakura: *frantic* Sarada, wait. Stay here. Let's go home together. I'll expedite the processing of his documents.

Sarada: Mama, I thought—

Sakura: *storms off*

Shizune: *peeks inside* Is that you, Sarada?

Sarada: Hai, Shizune-san!

Shizune: Hey.. Why are you here? I mean it's quite hectic.

Sarada: Yeah.. Wanted to ask Mama about the actor.. You know..

Shizune: He's really handsome, right?

Sarada: I actually don't know him.

Shizune: Ah! You are your mother's daughter! *chuckles*

Sarada: Shizune-san! *pouts*

Shizune: Did you know that the hospital staff has a running joke about your mom? They always say, "oh the pretty doctor who has no crush except for her husband." *laughs*

Sarada: I can't even get mad because it's true.

Shizune: Your mom would say, "there is no finer man in the world than Sasuke-kun. I'm so lucky!"

Sarada: Mama said that?! That's so embarrassing!!

Sakura: *enters the office* Sarada, let's go!

Sarada: Where?

Sakura: Home, of course! Oh Shizune, you're also here.. Hi.. *removes her coat and gets her bag*

Shizune: Yeah. So, the patient's out?

Sakura: *nods* And now the entrance is free of people too.. Shizune, we have to go—

Shizune: *mimics Sakura* Sasuke-kun is waiting.. *laughs* See you tomorrow then!

Sakura: *laughs* Yeah. Sarada?

Sarada: *sighs and smiles* Coming!!

#sasusaku #sasusaku headcanon #ss headcanon #uchihas #sscoded no 175

[langernameohnebedeutung]

thinking about how the izombie pilot episode used a pale blue colour scheme (very clean, very cool, very understated, very sterile and calm even though it's a stressful situation) for its opening:

only in the corners/the periphery, there are some other colours that are really standing out, most notably red and yellow:

but then, the red and yellow become more prominent:

(remember how I once made a joke that those red splatter patterns on the windows give awful children's hospital colour theory vibe? like...what a specific choice)

anyway, as we've gotten darker and more yellow and red, note how the composition of the screen is also much busier and less pristine that in the previous shots - even though nothing is happening here and it's pretty peaceful. On the other hand, it is still very systematic and contained with these many kinds of rectengular shapes and very consistent shots.

That gets us to the boat party. Which is a clashing mess of red and yellow (the fire, the clothes, the cups, the pool toys - which is definitely a choice bc you'd expect the Max Rager theme to be more prominent) and a lot of altering shots with a lot of movement and colours being far less contained:

now, I'm going to forward a little to the second flashback bc it becomes even more prominent there. Just remember we go from this setting:

which has its whole own colour scheme which kind of picks up the cooler, calmer colour scheme of the hospital with some of the darkness of the previous scene + some murky greenish tinge that really gives 'morgue death decay'.

Then, another boat party flashback following the same patterns as mentioned earlier:

(you might actually notice that towards the end of it, yellow is even overtaking red with its presence. I actually think it is very interesting because yellow often symbolises life, joy, vitality - but I feel like here, it really cuts closer to death and destruction. Yellow also often makes an appearance when it comes to disease, infection, putrid, sulphur, haz-maz suits etc. So yellow here definitely leans into a death and disease symbolism and I remember I already once made a post how deeply these things are associated with Blaine - who is widely regarded to be the zombie Patient Zero, considering that he was already high on Utopium when he arrived and started drinking Max Rager - it really is fitting that he's literally wearing bright yellow here. He's kind of the most prominent source of yellow.)

Then, cut to black. Followed by this:

In the next scene, which has a really strong birth-symbolism, we see the world from Liv's perspective, after she just drowned and wakes up in a body bag and it's really ALL yellow:

until she rips open the body-bag and we see clean, calm blue again on the other side:

and then you have the beach scene, where you first see the world from Liv's perspective (ripping opening a yellow body bag to reveal blue sky).

Liv is still in red in front of the blue backdrop (and spitting up fluid, did I mention birth symbolism. She now carries the 'red' into the normal, calm and orderly world)

Cut to the emergency worker in the same light blue (at least his front) that Liv wore earlier, surrounded by emergency vehicles, stretchers, and bodies (laid out on yellow):

again, with red, yellow, and blue, with blue being in the background.

Something interesting I noticed while speeding through the episode is that we rediscover this theme mostly in the tint of the screen colour and some outfit choices: Liv always likes to wear a bit of red (something she clearly liked before, but now it kind of mirrors the red-yellow scheme:)

you also have this kind of slight yellow-ish tint in the scene with her friends and family trying to stage an intervention, with Liv knowing it is hopeless:

the scenes where she's with Ravi in the morgue or working with Clive however are much cooler, even if still dark:

Now, after Peyton gives Liv a big Talk To about how she's losing herself, we get this scene:

Now, in this scene, Liv is returning all the items she stole bc she was under the influence of cleptomaniac brain but couldn't really be bothered to fight back, because she was too depressed (among them a red eyeball, a red-framed photograph and a red snowglobe)

But also notice how in this scene, the blue and the red is combined: Both in her outfit as well as in the lighting in the second one - the red that was previous associated with blood/suffering/her new zombiefication and the blue that was associated with healing/order/her previous human life.

At the same time, red also often stands for heart-blood and passion. Now, Liv in her previous life was definitely driven and ambitious (this post was actually supposed to be about the theme of amibition on iZombie) but...mostly she was ambitious for the sake of it and mostly, by going through the motions. This is addressed in a lot of later episode and also plays a big role in relationship with her mother and her brother: Liv was a desperate people-pleaser and obsessed with being perfect, being systematic, getting the best grades. She was the golden child of her mother, who is usually held up over her brother (who still is very good at stuff, just more laid back)

We never really see her as particularly invested or passionate in medicine as a field - in fact, the show resolves without ever having her return to work in a hospital or this being a major issue. (Compare that to Major's passion for social-working) The real loss she felt was (other than losing her engagement to Major and disappointing her family) was that she was no longer helping people. But that is something she learnt in this episode she could reclaim and that she could do by using her new 'powers' in a constructive way. Combining her old life and her new life. The blue and the red.

Unfortunately tumblr doesn't allow me to post anymore pictures so I'll just verbalise it: Another important subplot of this episode is Liv's struggle to sleep. She cannot sleep and hasn't for five months. The scenes where she tries to sleep are usually kept in dark blue - with the red letters of her alarm clock showing us that she cannot sleep, counting down the minutes that she's lying awake. But in those scenes, red and blue weren't 'working together' so to speak - they were clashing. Because she can't pretend to be normal or okay. But at the same time.

Towards the end, she does manage to sleep - and towards the end, we also have a sleeping scene of her in almost perfect bright white with only a light blue tinge - the darkness is gone. Symbolising how she did get rest and calm, after she started accepting her new self.

(cut to another yellow scene, when she has a vision in her sleep of Blaine in his jacket chasing a guy in an alley with yellow-ish street lamps)

#in another adhd win: i actually wanted to make a post about something else entirely #izombie #fandom

[at1nys-blog]

Old and new friends

A/N: Alice in borderland season 2 spoilers so don't go further in reading this if you don't want spoilers. You have been warned if you read and get mad at me don't, it was your choice to ignore my advise. By the way I loved this show from beggining to end.

Masterlist

Pairing: readerxChishiya; readerxAnn; readerxKuina

Summary: ending up at the hospital as a patient was not in your plans today.

You had been friend with Chishiya since you had memory and the fact that you had been neighbors helped and something you found amusing was the fact that you and him ended up in the same class from kidgarden to high school and then ended up working in the same hospital.

Your parents not only were your first supporters in everything they both of you did but they were also very pressuring about your friendship, always throwing the idea for the two of you to bring your relationship on the next level.

The day started as always, your mother called you for breakfast and then started with her little show "you and Chishiya look good together" and "can you immagine how beautiful your kids would look like?"

-MUM STOP IT.- you almost choked on your natto and rice at what she said even tho you had to see it coming. Since you told them about that young girl killed just some days ago, your mum started to feel paranoide and asked you to speed just in case something bad had to happen to you. You remember rolling your eyes and told to calm down and that nothing was going to happen to you.

Once you stepped out of the metro station, in Shibuya you texted Chishiya advising him of the new idea your mother had but before you could even send it flew away out of nowhere. The only thing you remembered was just the hit of air sending you flying off of your feet and a loud sound you didn't understand what it was from.

Waking up the next day felt weird, mostly because you never thought to end up in a hospital's bed, let alone in the one in your working place. The first thing you heard the second you opened your eyes was your mother and father crying, you slowly moved to their side, head still feeling heavy, you thought it was more for the medications they gave you.

-Hey.- you said softly and you regret it so much because your mother started lecturing you for the scare you gave them. -is not like I planned it.- once again she started screaming at you it wasn't the time to joke about it. -sorry, but at least I'm okay.- just then your mind went to Chishiya, he was supposed to be in Shibuya as well at the time of the accident so he either was somewhere in the hospital or... You didn't want to think about it. But before you could even think of the worst case scenario your father reassured you he was okay.

Happiness filled your body head to toe, you felt like a big weight got lifted off of you in a second. Once your parents were forced to leave the room you decided it was the right moment to visit your dear best friend but apparently your roomate decided you weren't going anywhere because she started to ask questions, you didn't mind, you find it kinda cute especially when you noticed her parents didn't come to visit today.

When she asked if your father talked about your boyfriend it did make you feel some type of ways, you thought it was just weird when people reffered to your only close friend as your boyfriend but you shrugged it off.

-He was talking about my best friend. We have known each other since ever basically. You are here because of the meteorite too?-

-Sadly yes but I don't think it was that bad.- she laughed at it, you nodded understanding what she said, I mean you two were in the same boat right now. -I have a question, do you like him?- you were confused, why she would ask you such a thing when she knew nothing of you? -I was just curious because of your reaction, that's it.-

-Is okay, don't worry. I like him I always liked him.- you started talking about him not realizing it, but your roommate never tried to stop you, on the other hand, when the third patient in the room asked you to shut up she send daggers her way, the girl rolled her eyes and went back to sleep. -Oh my god, I forgot to introduce myself, I'm y/n and you are...-

-Kuina, I'm Kuina. I really don't want to stop your little story rn but do you want to get something to eat, I can't keep eating what they give me.-

-I just know the perfect place.- you decided to let her know about your secret place and share your snacks with her, you felt you could be have a good relationship with her so why not start in the best way possible.

On your way to your secret snack spot you kept talking and the more you talked, the more you liked her. A voice caught you off guard and you just rolled your eyes at your friend being a nuissance as ever.

-Kuina this is my friend Chishiya. Shiya meet Kuina my roommate.- they bowed slightly to each other and you kept looking around hoping no one would see you and your new friend in a restricted area. -Do you do spicy?-

-I'm sorry do you have ramen in here? You are not sup..-

Kuina shushed him for you, saying that she didn't mind some spicy noodles after an antire day of sleep. She also asked you if you had some extra cheese just in case and your eyes shined like never before. She was going to be your best friend period.

-I swear, if they find your little secret I will not have your back.- Chishiya said, leaving the room next, Kuina laughed at him and then came to see what else was avvailable in that shrine of yours.

Kuina kept asking questions and you you kept answering them, it wasn't akward at all, even because you were able to skip some if you felt like not wanting to share too much.

The girl looked behind you for a split second, you didn't notice to be honest, too immersed in your spicy ramen and extra cheese.

-Do you have other friends?- it wasn't meant in a bad connotetion and you knew it.

-Ann also is a good friend. She works with the police as a forensic analysist. She is a genius I'm telling you. The first time we meet was because of work.- you started to ramble about Ann and how closer you became with time that now you consider the woman like a big sister. You were in the middle of telling Kuina about how Ann and you almost got stucked in an escape room when one of the doctors came up to you.

-Rizuna's parents asked me to call you, she is awake and they would like you to be there.- he said and if you knew in witch room she was staying you would have already rushed there.

-Uhm...-

-Don't worry I'll be in our room if you need me. Now go.- you thanked her and then followed doctor Tanaka to your friend's room.

Once in Ann's room, you gave her a soft smile, eyes watering from the little scare she gave you and went to ask her how she was feeling and if she needed anything.

-I've had better days but I can't complain, at least I'm still alive. How are you?- you started talking, her parents in the little corner of the room looking at your little interaction, happy that their daughter found a good friends in you.

The next day you and Kuina kept getting to know eachother, you went to meet Chishiya in his room and then the three of you went to keep Ann some company since the poor thing wasn't able to leave the little space where she was confined.

You introduced your roommate to your dear friend and you noticed how easy was for them to talk to each other, it was like they meet before today. You smiled.

-You have to stop befriending everyone around you.-Chishiya told you from behind, you rolled your eyes.

-Whatever, but look at how cute they are together. Do you think they knew each other in another life?- you heard the man behind you whispering an annoyed "here we go again" -I'm serrious, look like them. Talking like they are the best of friends. I believe they meet before today.-

-That is not possible, just like...- Chishiya got interrupted by Kuina, the girl called your attention and asked you to come closer so you could play some cards games. -No thank you, I'm good here. I will watch you play.-

You were not accepting a no as an answer, no sir. You took his hand and walked him next to Kuina, you then went to the other side of the bed asking the girl to start and mix the cards. Chishiya tried to escape the situation but having all eyes on him, he thought it was better to not fight the three of you.

-Y/N you are going to pay for this.-

-Whenever you want, now stop being a kid and let's start.-

The first round was won by Kuina, who started a little victory dance, making all of you laugh, yes Chishiya too and when you pointed it out he turned serious in a second and took the cards all over the bed to play a second round. This time you ended up winning, which made your friend scoff and roll their eyes. A third round is played and so a fourth and a fifth and so on. It was fun, you had to admit it. Every time Kuina and Ann started talking you were so happy about it, so much you, you had the idea to set them uo and Chishiya, your childhood best friend saw through your smiley eyes and little smirk what was going on in that head of yours that decided to bring your presence away from the unknown couple.

-Get well soon Ann, and Kuina don't bother her too much, she needs rest.- he turned to you, inviting you to step away and follow him. -We have to talk now.-

-Shiya.... let me go. Man you are very annoying, let me play Cupid for once in my life.- you tried to go back, but the man was prepared and walked you to the other side. -You would make a terrible boyfriend.- you didn't mean it and he knew.

-Is your problem then.- you froze, was he implyig what you thought he was implying? Did he had romantic feelings for you? Or was he just playing around. When Chishiya didn't see by his side he turned to see what you were doing and when he saw you standing in the middle of the hallway he rolled his eyes. -Move now, we have to talk and I don't want some doctor or nurse spying on our conversation.-

You decided to let it slip, for now at least, and followed him in the garden in the back, you ended up in your favourite spot, away from everyone but still on hospital grounds.

-Now...- what he said didn't came to you as clear as you wish it did but the only think you got from his speech was "tomorrow"

#alice in borderland #shuntaro chishiya #hikari kuina #rizuna ann #kuina x ann #chishiya x reader #chishiya x you #chishiya x yn #chishiya x y/n #chishiya fanfic #chishiya fanfiction #chishiya imagines #alice in borderland imagines #alice in borderland fanfic #alice in borderland x reader insert #aib #aib imagines #aib fanfic #aib fanfiction #aib x reeader insert #chishiya alice in borderland #kuina alice in borderland #ann alice in borderland #chishiya aib #kuina aib #ann aib

[hapan-in-exile]

Volume 3 - Post #1: Dimples

Another installment in this ongoing serialized fanfic

Genre: Mandalorian x Fem Reader

Total word count: 2.1K (of 45K total in Volume 3)

Rating: Explicit - smut, language, +18 *NSFW*

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I. “No,” the Mandalorian shakes his head impatiently. “You can’t wear that.”

“Excuse me?” You snort, unaccustomed to letting others editorialize your wardrobe choices.

The Mandalorian lifts his elbows from off his thighs and leans back in the captain's chair, not bothering to reply. With the seat turned around to face you, a struggle of wills ensues. It’s tough having a stare-down when you can’t look your opponent in the eye, but you're determined to win nonetheless.

Sensing the growing tension building in the cockpit, Nito crawls out from under the dashboard to play peacekeeper. 

“Hell yes!” The Ardennian nods enthusiastically, taking in your outfit. “Ahem," he coughs into his fist. "But, I think what Mando is trying to say is, you need to be less…,” he churns four furry hands through the air as though he might catch the right word between his fingers. 

“Hmmm?”

“...conspicuous” is what Nito settles on.

You look down at your matching skirt and jacket. “Red is my favorite color.”

“It attracts attention,” Mando says gruffly, crossing his arms over his chest. He’s trying to intimidate you into getting his way, but the hostile warrior routine is undercut by the baby currently dozing in his lap. 

“Yes, I'm familiar with the word inconspicuous.” You smirk begrudgingly at him before raising an eyebrow. “What kind of attention do you think I’m going to attract that the Beskar doesn’t already?”

He pauses long enough for you to recall how well the red leather gleams around the curve of your ass. 

“Ok, point taken,” you relent, pushing away from the doorframe with your shoulder. “But I only get hit on when someone wants to pick a fight with you. An outfit change is not going to fix that.”

The Mandalorian snorts, "That is not true," while Nito cackles, "Yeah, right!"

"You're both delusional," you huff.

When you turn to make your way down the ladder, you can barely hear Mando scoff, “Didn’t realize I was getting in the way of your social life."

“And what’s that supposed to mean?” You snap, whirling back around. 

How dare he misconstrue your words like that! Mando had no right to make jokes about your sex life after…

He doesn't get to pretend like it never happened and then say shit like that!

It's not fair. He’d been so kind over the past few days, ever since the job on Berchest when he’d finally explained—or rather, made clear from his rejection, since he hadn’t really explained much of anything—that he couldn’t return your feelings for him. 

Which will probably remain one of the most humiliating experiences of your life since being hot and slutty meant you weren’t exactly accustomed to rejection. So it made the hurt sting a little less when he tried to show you in a million other ways how much he cares about you. 

That that, at least, was not the issue.

In fact, he’s been downright sweet. Fixing the overhead light in the sleeping compartment when you mentioned it was too dark to read in bed, offering you the tech from an old quarry so he can upgrade your visor, buying those fish dumplings you love even though you’ve never told him they’re your favorite. 

And when you’d had another flying lesson together, he was calm, patient, and didn’t raise his voice in anger. What had happened to that Mando? 

Nito leans towards the bounty hunter conspiratorially to mutter, “Don’t worry, she does just fine,” out of the side of his mouth.  

Instead of being amused, Mando’s shoulders tense, and immediately, the child starts fussing in his stiffened grip. 

Which is nothing to the flush in your cheeks, perfectly matching your outfit. “Uh, excuse you, mister. It is rude to talk about people’s business like they're not standing right in front of you.”

Chastened, Nito shrinks back under the dashboard to resume his repairs. 

“Just,” a heavy sigh crackles through the modulator. “Try to look... intimidating.”

“You said we were meeting this guy at a nightclub?”

“Afterwards,” says Mando firmly. “I’m bringing you with me to see Vos. For the buy.”

“Whoa! What?” 

Ryun Vos was a rising star in the Outer Rim’s criminal underworld and a key leader in restoring the Crimson Dawn syndicate to its former prominence. He was also Mando’s most reliable client at the moment. 

“Hey, you wanted this. Vos will try to undercut me…and you know the real value of this guy.”

Reflexively, you look behind you towards the holding cell where the traitor posing as ‘Ozan Sango’ is stored in carbonite. “You’re really going to sell him to Vos?”

“Unless he’s more cooperative after coming out of hibernation.” 

“Well, um… shoulder pads are kind of threatening?”

The bounty hunter points a leather finger at you accusingly, “You want to play at being a mercenary, look the part.”

You throw up your hands helplessly. “No one has ever described…or even thought of me as intimidating.”

He didn’t skip a beat, “I don’t doubt that.”

“In ten years of treating thick-skulled alpha types,” a comment which your eyebrows confirm is indeed a reference to the Mandalorian, “I’ve found that you get more flies with honey than vinegar.”

Your pubescent mechanic pokes his head out from under the dashboard to add his magnanimous wisdom. “Mando’s right, Thuli, you gotta look the part. If you’re selling anything, you’re on the menu.”

“That’s quite enough from you, Uncle Nito,” you cringe uncomfortably. “You are thirteen.”

“Wait,” Mando interjects, pointing at the kid. “Did you hear him say–?”

“What I am trying to say is that regardless of whatever I wear, as soon as I open my mouth, it’s going to be obvious that I’m not—” then it kind of all falls into place. “Oh, so you just want me to be quiet?”

“The thought had occurred to me,” Mando sighs, standing up. He’s on the other side of the cockpit, but you find yourself taking a step back to avoid the gravitational pull of his broad shoulders.

You rock on the balls of your feet to mask your embarrassment, as though you're merely restless. “I’m not allowed to speak, but you need my help negotiating?”

“Nod your head for yes. Shaking means no.” He says coolly. “Try to look like you could handle yourself in a fight. Otherwise, don’t attract attention.” 

Then you gasp, heart fluttering when Mando reaches out unexpectedly to catch a tendril of your hair between his gloved fingers. “You should cover this,” he says.

You merely nod, deeply pissed at yourself for letting him have this effect on you. Every time you convince yourself that you’ll be able to move past your yearning for him  — that you could try to forget that one thrilling, perfect moment when he drew his fingers between your thighs…

Fortunately, Nito can’t help but insert himself back into the conversation.

“What color did you say it was?” Every strand of your hair is imbued with a pearlescent glow, transforming from lavender to dusky pink or pale blue, depending on how the light shifts.

“I think it translates as moondust,” you say, taking another imperceptible step away from the Mandalorian. Until the child leans back abruptly from his perch on Mando’s hip to reach for you. 

You both dive to catch him, stammering apologies as your fingers get tangled up together. When you awkwardly separate, you end up with the child in your arms, blinking up at you with a satisfied look on his face like he’s some kind of mastermind.

The Ardennian rolls his eyes in response. “I don’t think most mercenaries spend their money on starlight hair? Or—"

“Moondust.” 

“Or those boots.”

“Guess I’m not like the other mercenaries you've known before,” you grin, tapping the heels of your knee-high lace ups. 

“Enough,” Mando growls. “You need—I don’t know how else to make you take this seriously.”

The Mandalorian retrieves something from the pocket of his belt, reaching over to place a bounty puck down onto the dash. The hologram puck blinks several times before projecting its ‘wanted’ image.

And suddenly, you’re staring into the face of yourself at seventeen, a naive girl who thought she would save the galaxy. 

“Where did you get this?”

“Thuli-eeeeeeee!” Nito squeals. “Look at your dimples!”

“After what happened on Berchest?” Mando scoffs. “Still have access, so I searched for you in the Guild’s database.” 

“Has…is it an open contract or has someone…?”

Mando points to the fine print, which says, “Reward for information leading to capture. Do not engage. No jurisdiction to take into custody. Report to New Republic Security Force at—”

“That seems…odd?” You wait for Mando to provide some explanation, given this is more his area of expertise.

“Where did you leave things with the New Republic before going into hiding?” He asks.

“Part of General Organa's treaty negotiations with the Hapes Consortium included an extradition clause ... and I, um, may have been on that list.” 

“Is that the 'trouble' Tigran Vildar helped you out of?”

"More or less," you nod, a little distracted by the way Mando’s tone changes whenever he says Tigran’s name. “They gave me all these assurances about my rights, but instead, I ran.”

“This won’t help with your legal case. Duke Raife Galantis has made charges against you.”

Wanted for trespass, theft, and vandalism.

“Gods preserve me, it would be so much less embarrassing for him to forget the whole thing,” you groan. “Wait! Why is theft included in the list of charges?” 

“He’s claiming you broke into a family vault. Convenient way to make some money disappear. There's no mention of our quarry, though, so they didn’t connect you to his disappearance. And nothing about traveling with a Mandalorian.”

“Does that mean they matched my biometric data from–?” 

Mando pulls a tracking fob from his pocket, connects it to a device, and enters the chain code. It immediately begins to beep at you. “He must have had a strand of your hair to cross-check.”

“Oh, what the fuck?!” Gods be damned, if Tigran were here, he would probably explode, screaming, I told you so. “That record only exists because I was serving, fighting for—just give me—I need a minute.”

“Hey.” He grabs you by the shoulder. “I’m going to keep you safe, but you gotta help me with that, okay?”

“Okay,” you say, nodding. “You’re right. I need to be more discreet.”

“Alright. Get dressed. We don’t want to be late.”

Looking through the shipping container where you’ve stuffed all your possessions, you laugh when your fingers brush against the only tactical bit of clothing you own. The fabric prevented your heat signature from getting picked up by thermal scanners. After watching Mando kill about a dozen people in your apartment, it seemed like a good investment.

Just in case.

“Is this…?” You wave your hands out in front of you, unable to tell if Mando’s upset or just stunned by the sight. It's not a full bodysuit. The sleeves are long, but the inseam is short, cut above the knee.  

He says nothing, yet you feel his eyes taking in every detail.

"Can you zip me?" You ask, turning around. The suit is one of those one-size-fits-all conforms to the shape of your body type of garments with a vertical zipper running down the back to make it easier to step into.

It's gotta be one of the oldest tricks in the book—but, hey, if he wanted to pretend there was nothing between you, why not call his bluff?

"You have it on backward," he says from over your shoulder in a valiant effort to avoid the trap you've set for him.

"Nope," you say brightly. "See, the hood attaches here," and you twist at the waist, causing the suit to gape, exposing the cleft of your buttocks.

Out of excuses, the Mandalorian steps behind you to reach for the pull of your zipper. His broad shoulders loom over you. This is probably the closest you've been in days. It felt so reassuring—the familiar sensation of the cool Beskar and the warmth of his body radiating against you.

You feel the slow tug of the zipper running up your waist and between your shoulders until, finally, the collar tightens around your neck.

"Thanks," you say casually, turning around to face him. But the Mandalorian doesn't step away.

"You should tie a string on that, or you won't be able to get out of it again."

The smile on your face is a masterpiece of feigned innocence. "I'm sure I'll find someone to help," you shrug. "When the time comes."

Are you imagining things, or has his breathing suddenly become shallow?

“So, with my visor…and gloves and boots…I should be pretty well covered?” 

He continues to stare silently as if he’s never seen you before. 

“Yeah, Thuli!" Nito crows, making his way down the ladder. "You look like a badass.”

You gesture at Nito’s awed expression as proof that you’ve exceeded the sartorial assignment. The Ardennian raises his fuzzy eyebrows. “Like, sexy, but I’m definitely afraid you’re gonna kill me.” 

You turn to Mando, awaiting judgment. “It’s black. Black is intimidating. Plus, it’s literally a stealth suit.”

“Put on your jacket,” he growls, leaning into your sleeping compartment to grab it off the bed. “We’ll talk about the suit later. And I’m arming you with a real blaster.”  

Standing before the open weapons locker, Mando locates a spare holster belt. You try not to twist your hips against the clenching throb that jolts through your cunt when he crouches down between your legs to cinch the leather straps around each of your thighs. 

And again, when he roughly thrusts both pistols down into the holster pockets. 

You try not to remember the same sweet jolt of his thumb slipping over the ridges of your clit…but oh, you remembered.

This is the fine line you're both walking—trying to find a way to navigate companionship without the possibility of reaching deeper gratification. It's torture!

But what other choice did you have? To leave? That didn’t feel like a possibility, either.

“I’m flattered that you think I can shoot with both hands,” you flash him a sly grin.

“Can’t you?”

“I mean, physically, there’s no reason I couldn’t.” He sighs, shaking his head. “Do I look like a scary mercenary now?”

“Let’s see what the prisoner thinks.”

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7 may 2023 "Also I'm not dumb. Jose still has a virtual machine so of course I wouldn't worry too much. He can run a malware if he wants to but as long as it doesn't penetrate through the virtual machine. I still remember the videos he did on that month of February. Pretty cool yet scary. Malwares are the most powerful. And are like gods. Monoxide.exe attack winmugen and boy that was crazy. I wished it attack minecraft though. Since I am a bit smart, I know that Dragon tiers are overkill cheapies in mugen. You can't beat them, but Avast Antivirus though.I still want to hang around before going. I don't have bad english and grammar at least I'm not a 1 IQ person, who just talks mixed up words and spread that fucking retarded non-sense anywhere and everywhere.Not to be rude or offend anyone. I know that was a bad joke. (even though it's actually true) Jose isn't worst dumb, he has at least 25 IQ or maybe 30 I don't know. We were friends for quite a while and I do understand him, we don't fight now.Nah, but how did Jose even meet with Alex Hou though? I fucking hate Alex Hou! Yeah no he really did piss me off as he did piss off Tyreki, he's a just focusing on gacha life and country humans that why he has 1 IQ and he English and grammar is so bad.Fuck this shit. I know I'm not going to calm down. But Alex Hou is the reason why Jose is quitting, and we're feeling miserable. He is a huge obstacle on our way, okay? I mean once we no longer use this platform I hope he can truly forget all of us.I can't stand him. Why does he come to Jose's channel? This was literally a bad choice for Jose to choose his friend's. Now I realize that we can't get along to well. Smarter or dumber. I mean what language does a Panama speak? I'm sure he understands more in his own language.Bruh, shut the fuck up! You are going to make him upset. Why do you have to say all of that? Not gonna lie has past is pretty sad you know? I understand that we should be nice and patient and go easy on Alex Hou. But you are just plain cruel, and you blame him!?He doesn't know what a virtual machine is, c'mon bruh. He is like not interested to learn about anything at all, just play games and watch gacha life. Look what he did, Tyreki is stressed (well actually it was kinda a mistake, to make such rank concepts of inflation)Jose is using virtual machine. Yet Alex Hou doesn't know what a virtual machine is! I don't why does someone with 1 or 10 IQ uses electronic devices.And the fact that he called you "Hana Chronicler" bro Alex Hou is calling everyone random names just so that we can't know that he is talking about us. But Tyreki did that to him too "dumb person" (he called Alex Hou that)But then Alex Hou tried to fight back calling Jose "stupid philippine user" and putting out nonsense even though Jose was not at that place.Omg. Nobody cares! You are a mid if you bully Alex Hou.Are you fucking stupid!? He put a link in that video. And it doesn't make sense!! And Tyreki now disposes his concepts of inflation ranks, his fanmade minecraft inflation ranks that are reference to mugen cheapies no longer exist. The document will be gone too.You don't get better at life, if you can't find friends who are smart. If you have a friend with 100 IQ he can probably help you with your hardest assignments. Having a friend with 10 or 1 IQ gets you nothing but play games and, that is you being a mid!THAT'S NOT THE POINT! YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO TREAT OTHERS EQUALLY AND RESPECTFULLY AND YOU SAY THAT ABNORMAL PEOPLE ARE THE PLAGUE OF THIS WORLD!? HOW ABOUT YOU GO CRY INSIDE A DUMPSTER FULL OF SHIT!!!" Pt1 next

[man-down-in-hatchet-town]

Professor Birthday Isn't Famous Episode 4 "TEEN" Thoughts

So, no fun, silly guests this week. But If you can't tell by the way this blog low-key turns into a Brian Holden fan page anytime I watch something he's in, I love me some Brolden. I think he's a comedic tour-de-force, overall delight, and just the bees-freaking-knees. So any episode that allows him to go nuts for an entire 13 minutes will be right up my alley.

And what a thirteen minutes it was!

I loved how the dynamic between Fritz and Professor Birthday turned completely inside out. Fritz has always been the patient-but-slightly-exasperated voice of reason to Professor Birthday's head-in-the-clouds emotional impulse, so it was super fun to see them swap roles. Professor Birthday is such a great character, and getting to see her operate as the sole responsible party and handle a serious situation with a professional competence really showed off another side of her. We got to see why, for all her eccentricity, she's the person who keeps Birthday University up and running. And the reveal that Fritz is secretly also a bit of a loose cannon who acts on impulse (really, Fritz? Eating mysterious chemicals??) and writes music adds a lot to him as well.

Speaking of, I've been thinking about the clip in Meredith Stepien's Professor Birthday vlog in which Jade (Eric Kahn Gale's wife) says she's sad because she thinks Fritz is genuinely in love with Professor Birthday, and Brian immediately agrees. Listening to this episode, and thinking about the larger context of the show (Fritz's endless patience, dedication, and passion for this trying podcast in which he plays a thankless role), that conversation makes a lot of sense. Poor buddy.

But the music! This is our first episode in which Professor Birthday herself doesn't sing, leaving Fritz to take center stage. And "I'm In Love With My Boss" is an absolute banger. Clark nailed that genre of pop-rock with parodic perfection and I knew exactly what we were in for from the very first second (the opening is very "Stacey's Mom"). It might not be the most intricately composed song in the soundtrack (God, I hope they release a cast album), but it might be the one I end up listening to the most. Trust me, guys. It's an absolute blast to head-bang to and sing along with, even if you don't actually love your own boss. And the choral version at the end is super fun too!

You know, I always find these sorts of portrayals of teens to be slightly overwrought. I've always been very good at staying outwardly calm and collected when around other people, and don't feel like I was any worse at that as a teen than I am as an adult. However, the joke about teens making art that's way less subtle and clever than they think it is hit home so hard that it instantly overcame any other misgivings.

I also liked that Brian's voice actually got a little deeper, instead of going for the squeaky teen-boy voice breaks. That choice really allowed the emotion Fritz was feeling to come though.

So, yeah, another banger of an episode! Like Professor Birthday herself, my only real, substantial complaint is that we didn't actually get to talk about birthday phone calls with extended relatives. Please, Eric, I would love to hear your take on those awkward societal observances. I hated them as a kid.

Quote of the episode: "Whatever feelings you might or might not have, just... repress them! :)". Professor Birthday, keeping it real about adulthood as always.

#professor birthday isn't famous #professor birthday #jaime lyn beatty #brian holden #fritz #clark baxtresser #eric kahn gale

[softxsuki]

Hi, congrats on 1000 subs! ♡

BTW I'm sorry if there is any mistakes it's my first time requesting and english isn't my first language.

1.My pronouns: he/they

2.Fandom: attack on titan, obey!me and tokyo revengers

3.Gender I prefer be match-up with: male characters

4.Romantic match-up

5.I'm ENTP

6.I don't know a lot about Zodiac sign but I'm Taurus

7.Someone understanding, patient but that is ready to put me back on the right track, someone who I can talk to about something I like and listen to me, communication, having fun, have high morals

8.I don't really have one but longs hairs are nice

9.I joke around a lot, I'm really mature emotionally, I have high morals but I still know when it reaches a limit, I always try my best to understand and support others while keeping up boundaries or/and a reminder to go back and what the person needs other than talk, I'm an ambivert, I also like to play around when I'm not telling jokes, I can be loud sometimes and repeat a lot

10.I love reading, sleeping, explore new things, I have a liking for science

11.I worked in retail, I graduated highschool in 2022 and I'm in cegep where I'm studying to go to university in 2 years (I study french litterature) , my room is my safe place, my bsf and is my favorite person, I have a lot of siblings, I have ADHD, I have glasses, I want to become a teacher, I have a good friend group not to big but it's not just 1-2 people, I'm half Canadian/Italian, I have a lot of issues like anxiety, depression things like that

12. For AOT I would like what they do when our anxiety gets bad, for Obey!Me I would like what they do when you have a fight with your family and for tokyo revengers what they do when you overwork yourself because of school

Thanks a lot have a great day/night! ♡☆

1000 Follower Event Matchup #19

This event is CLOSED. You can see the masterlist here.

Note: Yup here you are :) sorry for taking so long. Hope you enjoy.

I match you with: ARMIN, LUCIFER, and MITSUYA

Runner-ups are: Jean, Beel, Draken

Armin:

I think Armin would be a great match with you

He’s caring and intelligent; definitely checks your box of being understanding and patient

You can talk to him about literally anything and he’ll give you the best advice to help you get through your worst moments

He loves how you hold yourself and I think in a way you’d both benefit from each other

You help him open up more and he keeps you grounded

What does he do when your anxiety gets bad?

He’ll take you somewhere where there aren’t a lot of people so it’s just the two of you

He’d hold your hand and probably tell you stories of the world outside the walls, a world of freedom that has scenes of beautiful things you’d never seen within the walls

Really just wants to calm you down and distract your mind from your anxious thoughts

Sneaks you some of your favorite food and watches you happily once you’re feeling more calm 

Lucifer:

Is this a shocking choice?

Idk but I think you’d be cute together 

Luci loves having long conversations with you, he’s loves how your mind works and you always manage to keep him thinking and viewing things in a different way

He loves the way your glasses look on you, he thinks they make you look extra studious and cute (he also wears glasses whenever he’s in his office so you match!)

What does he do when you have a fight with your family? 

He instantly provides you with a space place with him

You’re from the human world and if you’re ever there when you have a fight with you parents, he appears before you instantly and takes you away to the Devildom with him

You’re his special person, he won’t tolerate anyone bringing you down, even if it was your parents

Once you think things through though he’s be ready to take you back home so you can sort things out

He’s ready to step in if things get out of control again 

Mitsuya: 

And lastly I think Mitsuya would be a great match with you as well

He’s super understanding and patient, I think he manages to understand what you want to say or so without you ever having to say anything…he just knows 

He’s your biggest supporter through everything, including your dream to become a teacher one day

Mitsuya is always encouraging you and can’t wait to see you with your own classroom filled with students one day. 

What does he do when you overwork yourself? 

Well if he sees you constantly studying without taking breaks he shows up at your place and forces you to relax for a bit

He’s pull your books aside and have you focus on something else for a while, whether it he on him or getting out out there house for a few minutes 

The last thing he wants is for you to harm yourself while studying, everything needs a break to do well. Overworking will just hold you back and make you sick overtime 

So Mitsuya makes sure to keep an eye on you at all times (not in an overwhelming way, but he watches over you to make sure you’re doing well and keeping a healthy balance of studying and relaxing time) 

EVENT REQUESTS ARE CLOSED

REGULAR REQUESTS ARE OPEN

Posted: 6/2/2023

#aot matchups #tokyo revengers matchup #obey me matchups

[winter-tospring]

the lathe of heaven chapter 8/9

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Lol, now that Orr is dreaming something he doesn't like or approved or tried to control, he says it's all his responsibility, but when he controls the dreams, oh it's all perfect and we must pursue to get as much as Haber wants, of course, and it's all under control and Orr is just his puppet!

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Whose suggestions does he follow??? Miss le lâche, from a distance? The aliens? A collective? Was it all the aliens all along, since they know what his kind is?

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Haber fixes racism by making everyone grey

Update : Haber didn't fix racsim. Everybody's gray but there's aliens and aliens are now the target of conspiracy about invading human spaces and taking over. There's always gonna be something different that can create fear in people. It could be anything, bigger ears, new shapes of arms, anything different can be used by those who want to blame anything but themselves for their misery.

Takes us back to the real problem, people's individual growth and desire to act with compassion. You can erase what causes problems right now, but if the people stay the same, people will find new things that supposedly cause problems.

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Wowww, they're killing all people with cancer now??? And citizens can have a gun to euthanize people randomly???? Yikes

"The other is stillness" 🥹🥹🥹 Ursula K. Le Guin....i can't thank you enough...

Interesting take that I'm no fully on board with, depending on where it goes. Again with the question of "are we telling ourselves oppression simply has to be a thing"? Easy to say as white people. The way of the world doesn't have to be the way it is right now. People mold it every day and there is a difference between all our collective actions bound together to enact change, and one man standing above everyone and choosing for them. You don't have to be complacent by being passive, but you can only be PART of the solution, not all of it.

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Okayyyy George, calm your horses now, you're talking about complete passivity, which is itself a choice of action. You helping someone will alter their future but it doesn't mean you should feel like you're cheating a supposed natural destiny by helping. You're helping one person.

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I understand why his fear of changing things with his dreams is affecting his general feelings about making a change though, he has made such radical changes without his consent, that it would lead him to want to be as passive as possible

👁👄👁

This would be perfect for a philosophy course. Why I love science fiction is that it's philosophical fiction. It asks questions about what is possible, and then asks, is that moral? Is that good? Is that bad? Why? For whom? Where is the line?

~

The solution is not to kill people but learn how to help them, lol. What tells you that those illnesses would not develop again even if you eradicated everyone who currently had them? You think you're so superior

~

JOR JOR

GEORGE ORR

🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯

Stillness. 🥺 Harmony with the rest

~

OOOF HABER'S GOING FULL CREATING AN ARMY OF EFFECTIVE DREAMERS AND DISMISSING GEORGE

EVEN THOUGH GEORGE CAME FOR EFFECTIVE DREAMING TO STOP🥹🥹🥹 he's insane. He can't control several people changing reality

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OH GOD OH GOD HE'S GONNA FULLY ABUSE HIS POWER AND LITERALLY TORTURE HIM IF NEED BESO HE CAN FINISH HIS PROJECT

Calls him psychotic for not wanting to save the world, that only being his opinion of what his project is, and not an objective truth :oooo TERRIFYING

Omgggg. LISTEN TO YOURSELF you typical man

that's one mad scientist

~

Completely obliterating his patient's worth, constantly judging him as boring and negative and useless, and wrong, doing the wrong thing with his DREAMS THAT HE CAN'T EVEN CONTROL. he's blaming his subconscious!!!! Judging his subconscious thinking HE COULD DO BETTER

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Oh my god, she's really going for it :ooooo he's describing him as immoral and without social consciousness, ahahahaaaa, the joke

~

He has to justify and make himself feel good about the means he uses to get to his Obvious Good Ends

~

He thinks so much that Orr isn't fit for this gift, but he was still the one who was given it. He's jealous, and so he looks down on him, and wants to steal his gift, and give it to someone he deems worthy of it. Orr, a mentally ill man, poor, unambitious, selfless really, afraid of his gift. Yes, the ideal person for such a power is one who wouldn't want to use it.

Potentially the greatest message of the book. We are all vessels of change, except we can actually be so consciously, every day.

~

Hm. We wish we had power to change things faster, but maybe the best, most reliable, strongest, most meaningful change we make is the one we forge together with time? (still wish it'd go fucking faster :'D)

#the lathe of heaven #I read books

[keikakudori]

i’m just thinking about how aizen is able to stop bankais with his bare hands again and just okay listen i know i keep saying the man is terrifying BUT THE MAN IS FUCKING TERRIFYING.

#ooc ; i think therefore watashi wa #like there's only TWO i can think of where he could not do so #only two out of who knows how many #i mean sure it depends on the bankai and the power it has but #god i'm just back on my bullshit about aizen and his power and how fucking scary he is #and people should really be grateful for how even-tempered and patient and calm he is #i'm not even joking he is patient and calm *BY CHOICE.*

[bowandcurtsey]

Hi Aine!! Could I request for yami,fuego, nozel n Julius with a reader who is absolutely terrified of injections. She's freaking badass but passes out when owen administers the vaccine.(It's probably like a compulsory vaccine for some disease that's quite common in clover). BC boys see her fear n they help her out later for the 2nd dose. Some fluff n comfort pls.P.S: I'm terrified of injections and I actually fainted when they administered the COVID vaccine. With COVID n all hope u r safe

Hello lovely bby! I hope you're okay from all the vaccines and injections!! Yes I am safe so far, thank god but where I am now we're more or less moving towards living with the virus. I hope you don't have to take anymore injections!! But I'm sending in some fluff to you so you feel better <3

Yami | Fuego | Nozel x f! reader

TW: fainting, injections, needles, needle phobia, dirty jokes

Yami Sukehiro

When you didn't want to go for the injection at first, he didn't say anything. It was your choice and you could do whatever you wanted. Yami didn't go for the vaccine initially either. He was just too lazy to be bothered.

When it became compulsory for you to have the shot taken, Dr Owen came to the black bulls base and helped everyone take their shots. (well because Yami was lazy so,)

You tried to hide from it until Yami came looking for you. "Babe, it's your turn now."

Yami sensed your fearful ki. "Baby, are you scared? It's not that painful y'know?"

He accompanied you down to the room where Dr Owen was waiting and sat with you while Dr Owen administered the vaccine.

You fainted at the sight of the needle coming near you and Yami caught you immediately.

Poor Dr Owen and Yami panicked a little, wondering if you were unwell or anything. But Dr Owen checked you and you were all fine so they deduced that you were just that afraid of needles. Dr Owen quickly gave you the shot while you were still unconscious, both of them agreeing it was better this way.

When you woke up, you talked to Yami about your fear of needles. Just talking about it is difficult for you; you started shaking a little and Yami had to pull you in for an embrace as he stroked your back to calm you down.

The time for the second dosage still came but Yami helped you along. He put you on his lap and make you close your eyes. He whispered some dirty jokes in your ears just before Dr Owen gave you the jab.

Well, it was embarrassing to you but your man does not know any embarrassment so as long as it distracted you, it was good enough. You didn't faint but your face was pale. Yami thought it was a good improvement. Of course you smacked him later when you were better.

Fuegoleon Vermillion

You kept refusing to go for your vaccine so your boyfriend had to talk to you about this one day.

"Honey, why are you running away from the vaccine? Would you like to share with me your troubles?"

His brow was raised and you could see the slight creases on his forehead, his lavender orbs looking at you so affectionately and tenderly. His arm on the small of your back, giving it small, gentle strokes.

Of course you gave in to this charming man. You told him about your fear of injections as he listened patiently. He promised to accompany you to it but you had to take the vaccine for your own safety.

Only after you fainted as you saw the needle Fuego realised how bad your fear was. He carried you in his arms as you took the vaccine and brought you out for some fresh air until you woke up.

Man spent fortunes on researching on whether there was another way to administer the vaccine without you taking injections. He even opened a research facility centre under your name.

But when it was time for you to take your second dose of vaccine, they still could not find other means of having the vaccine done without injections.

So instead, he asked for the shot to be done at home and he had you lay down instead of sitting down. Before everything, he told you repeatedly that you could do it, he kept instilling positive thoughts into you.

He told you to close your eyes and talk to him. He told you to focus on breathing as he asked your questions that require you to focus and think.

"About the mission the other day, did you happen to ask the store owners whether they saw any strange sightings?" "What did they say about the missing items?"

Nozel Silva

Man handed you a stress ball when you straight up told him you were scared of needles. You internally facepalmed and got prepared to meet your doom.

Nozel saw that you were nervous but he thought you were gonna be okay. The moment he saw you faint, he quickly came up to catch you with his mercury magic.

He carried you all the way back to your shared room and got the nurses to check on you. After confirming you were okay. He allowed the doctor to give you your vaccine.

"I'm so sorry, love." he said softly when you were awake. Man sat there in the room and waited the entire afternoon for you to wake up, thinking about how stupid he was.

You told him you did not want to get your second shot done and that you were really terrified.

The next time it was time for your vaccine, Nozel arranged for it to be outdoors where you could have fresh air and the tension and stress level is not that high.

He bought you your fave ice cream and made sure you were in high spirits. He then told you that Owen is here and he's gonna take your vaccine.

You didn't even have time to panic as he had already cleaned your hand with alcohol wipes without you noticing and Dr Owen just had to inject you swiftly.

You didn't even have time to see the needle, Dr Owen concealed himself well and he only appeared at the moment he was to inject you.

"It's not that bad, right?" He stroked your head with a smile as he placed a kiss to your forehead.

-end-

#yami x reader #yami sukehiro x reader #yami sukehiro headcanons #nozel silva x reader #nozel imagine #nozel x reader #fuegoleon vermillion x reader #fuegoleon vermillion x reader #fuegoleon x reader #black clover scenarios #black clover x reader #black clover imagine #black clover headcanons #black clover fanfiction #black clover imagines #black clover x y/n #black clover x you

[thicksimpx]

Pairing: Toxic!Naoya Zenin x Black fem Reader (you can read if you’re not black idc)

Summary: He doesnt want you, but he also doesnt want anyone else to have you. So he constantly reminds you of his Presence, but this time, he wants to remind you of who he is because it seems YOU forgot.

Warnings : mature content, mature language, toxic Naoya, manipulation, degrading, choking, cheating

tags - @luffysthickwaifu , @gabzlovesu, @dejwrites, @riozakii, @happygoluckyalexis, @angwritez​ , @pervysenpaix​ , @mastermindenoshimaalicia​, @po3ticb3auty​, @plussizeficchick​, @yuujispinkhair​, @indiecursor​, @rinhoes​, @urfilgoth​, @mizumikira​, @protagonistoftheworld​, @cherrykamado​, @sukunas-left-nut-sack​, @presidentmonica​, @justtoblivious2u​, @shoutaswhore​

Index: Pt1 | Pt2 | Pt3 | Pt4

You were embarrassed.

It’s too embarrassing to face your date now, at least 40 minutes have passed your hair was a mess, make up ruined and you had Naoya's cum dripping out from inside of you.  You needed to sneak out. 'Maybe going back home to Naoya would be so bad' You smile to yourself; he did just say he loves you.

——-

Fixing your hair and straightening your clothes, you come into direct contact with your date the moment you step out of the door. 

"Your ex was it?" He asks with a look of disappointment on his face. "You talked all that trash' about him and how he treated you- but the moment, the moment he appears you run off and fuck him.. EMBARASSING ME!" He shouts.

"I- .." you didn't even know what to say, the kitchen staff slowing down their work to be nosey and Naoya's cum was pooling in your panties while your date was yelling at you for cheating. 

"Don't say anything!" He shouts holding his hand up "d-don't .. say anything" you pressed your lips together and patiently waited for him to calm down. "I'm leaving. When he hurts you again -Don't call me, don't text me, don't look for me- until you know for sure that you want me... I don't know what you thought but I'm not someone who's going to be convenient for you when you and your man are on a break. I'm not the guy who's going to come clean up the mess some other guy made if you’re just going to keep running back to him."  With that, he turned and walked away without waiting for a response. 

You felt bad but also a little happy? Should you feel guilty that you cheated on your boyfriend with the man you despised most? Yes you should. Did you though? Not really because Naoya came and proved something to you, he proved you would never be able to leave each other alone. That he loves you just as much as you love him and seeing each other with someone else, happy with someone else - was just something you couldn't handle. 

—-

You had to catch a taxi back to your place, just to get your car so you can head to Naoya's. You took some essentials that were no longer there. You figured he threw most of your stuff out once he got back anyway. 

You found yourself at his apartment door. So many memories flooded back, it made you afraid to even knock. He needs to move, this place.. isn't good for your mental health. You couldn't help but internally panic -What if he asked you why you came? what if another woman opened the door? What if this is some sort of sick joke because he refused to let you be happy? - no, he asked you to come home. He said he loved and missed you.  You huff, taking a deep breath and shaking off your anxieties, knocking on the door. Hardly a second later the door flies open with Naoya dressed in slacks and a button down with the sleeves rolled up.

“Welcome home, I’ve been waiting for you” he smiles down at you moving aside to let you in. You walk in, scanning the place. It’s been a while since you been there, but it doesn’t look like anything has changed- then again, he was away for a while. 

Coming up behind you, he pressed your back to his chest snaking a hand around your throat. “You made the right choice coming home Y/n. I missed you” he breathes leaning down to press kisses to your neck, sliding your purse off your shoulder and throwing it to the floor. 

You melt in his hold, feeling goosebumps prick your skin from his warmth. “Couch or bed?” He asked whispering into your neck. 

“H-huh?” 

“You heard me, couch or bed? Hurry up or I’ll decide for you”.

You pause for a moment, mind running a mile a minute over the possible positions you can do on the bed vs the couch and vice versa. Before you know it his hand is off your throat and he’s turning you around throwing you over his shoulder. “You’re taking too long, dummie” he chuckles lowly settling you down on the kitchen island. 

Pushing you to lay back, he spreads your legs laughing to himself at the dampness of your panties l- knowing it’s his cum just simmering and pour out of your heat. “You broke it off with that loser right?” Naoya asks as he tugs at your panties, pulling them up making them glide across your clit a few times.  

“Yes” you gasp from the stimulation. He’s such a sicko, getting off on knowing you were with someone else.  Cool air sweeps over your cunt as he pulls your panties to the side, sliding your body down the island just a bit to meet his hips.  “That loser didn’t deserve you anyway. “he says angling his dick to your awaiting hole. “Your mine, you were made for me. Every part of you is for me..” he groans as he slips into your sticky cunt.

Your back arches off the countertop as he thrust into you, holding your panties to the side, and swiping your cunt with his thumb.  “Tell me you missed me, tell me you didn’t want to leave” he demands, grunting with each thrust kissing your sweet spot. Your eyes are rolling back and your unable to even form words. 

His hand comes up and slaps you, making you clench around him. “Y/n! Answer me! Answer me now. Tell me I’m the only one who can satisfy you! “

“Na-Naoya! You’re the only one that can satisfy me” you cry out.

He smirks and slaps you again “Say it again”.  Looking down and watching the way your cunt twitches, you are creaming around him as you sob choking over your words from how hard he’s fucking into you. “I love you, you crazy bitch. Don’t you dare leave me again. I don’t care what happens you better be here” 

“O-kay okay! I love you too” you shout in a forced breath feeling him cum inside you for the second time that day. He pulls out with a sloppy wet sound, slapping your thigh and throwing you back over shoulder heading to shower. 

—

That night, after fucking you three more times, between the shower and the bedroom, Naoya laid passed out snuggled into your back. With all you been through, you couldn’t deny how homey it felt to be there again - and that’s why you continued to come back day after day to the point where you were basically living together again.  You hardly even spent the night in your own home. Whenever you tried to, he would call you and demand you came and stayed the night again. It was cute, you missed this Naoya- it reminded you of how he was in the beginning. 

The one thing that bugged you- was the way his phone continuously buzzed at night keeping you up, wondering who it was. He assured you was work related when you asked about it, you wanted to trust him- you did trust him- he hasn’t given you a reason not to as of late and that’s why you were going to surprise him today with his Kare-Raisu from his favorite restaurant for lunch. 

—

You exit the elevator on the floor to his office, it’s been a while since you been here, but everyone has greeted you politely, even the bitchy secretary who always gave you a problem. She smiled at you and told you Naoya was in his office, just had finished a meeting. You figured it was about time the bitch knew her place. Strutting past her with your hips swaying, breast bouncing. If you were lucky Naoya might even fuck you over his desk. You salivate at the thought of him fucking you stupid and letting that bitch hear you. 

Internally laughing like a maniac, you smile- smoothing out your dress before opening the door to his office. At first glance it appears to be empty, that is until you hear muffled moans coming from the left of you. 

You take a deep breath and slam the door close.  

“Oh my gosh! who is that??? “ 

“Shut up and put your head back down” Naoya says laughing like a maniac putting his leg up as he was fucking into some random woman in the lounge chair in his office.  You fold your arms, knowing he’s aware of your presence but doesn’t stop fucking into the woman who’s head he had a foot on to keep her face buried in the cushions. 

“I didn’t think you would actually come here” he laughs not even bothering to look at you. “You bought me lunch? How cute” he smiles finally looking you way amused at the face you were making “Aw don’t look at me like that. You were here and she was willing to throw this trashy pussy at me.” 

Your face contorts into disgust “fuck you Naoya” 

“Babe, W-We can talk about it when I get home” he doesn’t even look a bit ashamed. He didn’t even bother to stop fucking her with you standing there. 

“Sure” you say emotionlessly and quickly leave the suite- not without seeing the smirk on the bitch secretary face as you walked to the elevator. Maybe she knew and wanted him to get caught, that’s why she didn’t say anything. Maybe she thought this would break you, jokes on her, nothing Naoya does can hurt you anymore- you’ve had enough. 

Wiping around you strut to her desk, leaning over giving her a clear view of your cleavage, “Hey.. Karen was it?” You smirk.

“It’s Risa .. Mrs. Zenin was it?” She asked returning your smirk. What a bitch

“That’s right Rosa.. Mrs. Zenin.”  You say picking up a pen from its holder and twirling it between your fingers “I need Mr. Hiromi’s number .. business related of course”  

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#jjk naoya #naoya zenin #naoya x y/n #naoya zen'in x reader #toxic naoya #jjk fanfic #jjk smut #jjk fandom #naoya zenin x reader #Naoya’s Harem 😂

[dreamesamu]

Accidental accept

featuring. oikawa, kuroo, sakusa.

contains: pure angst, arguments, cursing.

synopsis: he accidentally accept to break up with you after a while let the anger get the best of him.

oikawa tooru; the argument was supposed to be quick and smooth if he doesn't act so disgusted about it, each scoff, eye-rolls and the mocking tone from the beginning of this pissed you worse. "if you don't even give a fuck about me, why are we still dating then?" your voice rang across the room as loud as the reply you gain from him, "that line supposed to be mine." oikawa ignoring his doubt about what he has said could affect you. and it does. that is when he flinches from his dreamy sleep due to the loud thud come from your shared room. it's you, pulling out your suitcase, aggressively try your best to avoid him and approach the door. he becomes alarmed and dashes through the corridor. he could feel the twinge in his heart, refuses to let go of your wrist. "no, I didn't mean-" "yeah I know, but I've made my decision, we can't look further to the future if we're not patient enough to listen to each other" oikawa didn't expect that was the final farewell of your love.

kuroo tetsuro; it was an old agreement you both made for the relationship. kuroo just do his best to avoid the risky conflict of dragging you both to an argument. well, you let that happened. "where were you? I told you to text me if you come home this late." your voice seems calm, but the action between them acts otherwise, "I was busy, not like you being a worried, lazy, judgement ass just makes me regret stepping into this house." you scoff at his sarcasm statement. the distance between him and the bedroom door gradually closer, ended the argument with a slam, so as your relationship. the text flashes up on his phone. 'as you wish, I'll not be staying home tonight, tomorrow I'll get my things.' and his body weakened, breath hitches at your message, open the door in panic which he meets with a bland dark living room, you left. kuroo drop his weight on the couch, hands running in his raven locks so irritated. that night, he fell asleep on the couch, losing you was a nightmare that he needs to stay aware of with the most fragile chance left.

sakusa kiyoomi; argue with the silence is familiar for you on some occasions. "stop ignoring me like I am some germs, even if so I'm still existing." it was the third time you talked with the silence, he was still there, but acting so unbothered that broke your heart. you've tried saying sorry multiple times but his nonchalant unconcern just pricked your ego and push you to the limit. embarrassed being left monologue like an autism patient, you finally shook your head, eyes welled with tears. "forget it, I'm just no longer existing in your world," he refused to understand the reality, exactly what you meant. he pretended it was a joke, that you're just overreacting like the other times, that you'll be back after a night out at your friend's. and then he woke up in a soring position on the bed that missing the warmth of yours, he admitted that he had made the worst choice for letting you go, his hope gradually became less, the first tear in a while ran through his cheeks. he still loves you, so much.

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