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wisterioussun · 3 months
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I'm playing through Persona 5 Royal and putting Morgana in the maid dress was a fantastic decision he looks so fucking stupid
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artificialcaretaker · 2 years
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Considering his knowledge of Media™️, I feel like Vaas would have the accurate amount of knowledge to know not to call Jason “Senpai”, and instead “Kohai”. I also feel like Jason would be unreasonably bewildered by this because he’s a fuxkin poser weeb only real ones know this information buddy.
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queenendless · 3 months
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☯️My Senpai (Student!SatoSugu x Student!Reader ft Student!Ieiri Shoko)☯️
A/n: The canonical prequel of Ticklish Remedy aka the Cursed Seer AU!
You the late transfer, getting along with your fellow first years, while also being dote on by your senpais.
There is an allude to an ongoing mystery with you in this AU that is kinda obvious, crack kinda nonsense from everyone here, mentions of ShokoHime, and SatoSugu be kinda chaotic in this, I did the best I could to make it short but sweet!
PLEASE DONT PLAGIARIZE, STEAL, REPOST, COPY AND/OR TRANSLATE MY FANFIC CONTENT. Reblog, like, and follow instead please and thank you.
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You're a walking mystery.
No family.
No home.
Just a wandering soul that was discovered passed out by the entrance, collapsed before the first torii gate.
Sensing the shift in balance as an abnormal source appeared out of the blue right at the doorstop, Gojo was the first to find you, followed closely behind by Geto.
Your eyes were closed, lost in subconsciousness.
But in your mind's eye, you could visualize everything transpiring. You could hear them clear as day. Gojo's curly lips as he held you in his arms, brushing your hair aside to see your face more.
“Like a little kitten~ Kawaii~”
“Less flirting, you. Best to take her to Shoko.” Geto murmured as he took you in his arms to carry you all bride-like.
“You're blushing though~” Gojo snickered.
“Shut it.” Geto's kick was halted by Infinity.
“You likey, me likey~” Gojo sang as they started climbing those stone steps.
Those two nosey felines peaked in as you awoke a while later after Shoko's healing did the trick, a cig between her quirked lips.
“Cutie pie.” Patting you on the head, she gave you a lollipop. “For being a good patient.”
“Hey! I want some!” Gojo barged in loud enough to startle you in bed, grabbing some right out of the opened bag nestled in the desk chair. “I get sweets on top on seeing this sweetie up and about for real!”
“Good to see you awake, um …” Geto's awkward trail off as he rubbed the back of his neck, not knowing your name.
“Y/n L/n.”
Those three had big sparkling eyes of wonderment the moment you replied. Even your name sounded wonderful to them.
Like, your very presence was swaying them all.
“Ieiri Shoko.” She saluted.
“Suguru Geto.” He bowed a bit.
“Satoru Gojo.” He winked.
Blushing up at their greetings gave an extra kick for you to feel energized.
Enough to change into one of Shoko's spare tees, sweatpants, and sandals before the trio brought you before Yaga-sensei who met you inside a shrine of the school, introducing yourself to the newfound principal.
After affirming your backstory and situation thus far, you were put on the spot and tested for your chance to stay, facing off against one of his cursed corpse dolls. A giant bear with boxing gloves.
Your eyes burned and gleamed bright as moving pictures appeared in your mind.
As they zipped up to you, you felt something click within.
In that next moment, your feet moved on their own.
Your desire to move had you zipping in blurry speed all over, exhilaration racing through your veins.
Kicking the bear right into the wall, leaving cracks in its dent sized hole.
Shoko snapped a pic whereas the guys both whistled lowly.
It all went by in a snap.
“Not bad. For a sapling. However!” He pried his wiggling bruised doll from the wall, cradling and patting the whimpering little thing. “Everyone has their reason for becoming a sorcerer. What is yours?”
“I have nowhere else to go … no one else to turn to.” That was all you could rely on because your recollection on how you teleported here was still foggy but there was nothing else to do but move forward and hope the truth comes to light in time.
“If this is my gift … my innate talent … my newfound purpose then … is to take advantage of it to the fullest. And if saving lives can come with that, then fine. As long as I have food, a roof over my head, and get paid for it, that is.”
Yaga-sensei turned to the second years who looked anywhere but him, whistling, at the mention of getting paid. “Very well.” Yaga bowed to you. “Welcome to Jujutsu High.”
You bowed in return when the clapping and congratulations from your new senpais had your face tinted like a flustered rose.
☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️☯️
“Suguru?”
“Hmm?”
“Is that not the cutest thing you've ever seen?” Sitting against the vending machine, Gojo's blue raspberry lips curled up, directed at you as you chatted with your fellow first years.
“She has a name, ya know.” Geto's pineapple tinted lips pursed.
“And our precious kouhai to boot~!”
“Staring at her so much will only unsettle her.”
“Slowly growing curse energy level. Innate technique still developing. Almost as if she's just become a cursed newborn –”
“Terrible word choice.”
“These eyes can fully read her … but it still feels like she's hiding something.”
“Everyone’s entitled to have secrets.”
Only a week has gone by and already you were part of the IT crowd.
Clad in your new uniform, you had walked out of the combini with Nanami on one side and Haibara on the other, plastic bags of popsicles in hand as your senpais tasked you three with buying them, passing them out as you plopped a (favorite flavor) popsicle in your mouth.
Haibara got chummy with you, chattering about anything right away with his coconut soaked lips madly while Nanami commented here and there with those lemon lips but looking at ease with you two there.
Gojo chuckled, dumping his popsicle and wrapper into the nearby trash can. “How interesting~ This'll be fun~”
Despite barely meeting the qualifications of becoming a sorcerer, you gave off such a comforting assuring presence.
Everyone flocked to you. The curious, genuine soul amiss the cursed chaos that is this kind of life. Among this crew. A rare special enigma …
“L/n-chan~ Walk with me~ Talk with me~Adore me~!” Gojo appeared before you, floating right there, embracing you in a squeeze.
Burning face aside, the word slipped out before you could process it.
“No.”
Haibara's gasp, Nanami coughing out a snort in his fist, Shoko's kiwi glossed smirk, and Geto's surprised but amused face were all a pale contrast to Gojo's guffawed face as he shook you, oblivious to how your insides fluttered so damn much from his actions.
“Huh!? Why not!? I'm your senpai! The strongest one there is! You have to do what I say!”
“You and Geto-senpai are the strongest together, you hurtful baka.” You reminded the prime fact that has been etched in your mind and soul.
Geto's pink dusted cheeks made him that much more dashing in your eyes as he pulled you out of Gojo's arms. “Thank you, L/n-chan.” He then smacked Gojo upside the head. “Baka.”
“Suguru, I didn't mean that! Forgive me!’ The albino shredded waterfalls, embracing the stewing teen who easily broke free from the lanky grip.
You hurried over to hide behind Geto's bulky frame, peaking out at Gojo before blinking up at Geto with those anticipated e/c eyes earning an enriching laugh from him. “Yosh yosh~” Geto patted your head to your bashful self. “Forgive him. He's still learning the mundane ways of decency.”
Haibara and Gojo gasped dramatically in unison, Nanami looked cross eyed at the escalating nonsense, and Shoko took another popsicle in.
“You're just as bad as me, ya know.” Gojo poked him insistently in the cheek.
“Satoru, your prideful obnoxiousness isn't gonna win her over.” Geto lightly smacked his hand aside.
“It won you over, didn't it~?”
Gojo's sly smirk and Geto's flaming face had Haibara raspily squealing, Nanami covering his mouth to stop that noise, Shoko giving a bland whoop call and you this close to getting a nosebleed.
“Come on, Suguru~ Flex them muscles and brains for our sweet kouhai if you're so confident like you do for me~” Gojo flirted.
“We shouldn't overwhelm her right off the bat you idiot!” Geto hissed.
“What is happening?” Nanami was mortified.
“Our senpai are so brazen … it's inspiring!” Haibara was starry-eyed, seeing nothing wrong.
“The moronic couple have broken their own world record.” Shoko hummed as she was recording with her phone to show Utahime later.
Blue and almond clashed when a supple soft form appeared between the two, taking each of their hands in your own, tugging on them just to get them to hold hands themselves. “Don't fight because of me. Please.”
Arrows pierced the pair's hearts; red dusting from cheeks to their ears, with light in their eyes at the supportive small softie that is you.
“Kawaii~” Gojo hummed.
“Angelic~” Geto breathed out, stunned.
“Stubborn but reasonable … I like you.” Shoko laughed a bit; her popsicle stuck in between her lips instead, pulling you out from between them, hugging you from behind. “Maybe I'll keep you for me and Utahime-senpai to share.”
. . .
“Eh?”
Moving pictures flashed in your mind for a moment.
Holding their hands.
Being carried away in their arms.
Laugher ringing out through the bright scene.
They came in so quick.
They were gone the next.
“Eto?” Your dot eyes blinked dubiously.
“We call dibs on her, Shoko! Right Suguru!?”
“Wha – ?”
“Damn it, fine.”
You yelped as they each took an arm of yours and easily pulled you out of Shoko's hold, using their arms to carry you in their own makeshift arm throne, running fast enough to leave dust in their wake.
“Suck it Shoko!” Gojo hollered over his shoulder.
“I'd be lying if I said I wasn't interested! Sorry Shoko!” Geto yelled back in a jumble.
“Everyone!” Your panicked yell echoed along with their manic laughter as you three blinked out of view.
“GoGe throuple it is. Damn it.” She didn't sound too upset as she sent the recording to her bae before taking the bags you dropped amidst the chaos as she followed their path.
“Our senpai are idiots.” Nanami's head dipped in shame as he followed.
“But bold! I like it!” Oh Haibara, always the optimist.
As the winds blew hard and the sun gleamed for the optimistic future that laid ahead of you, you were suddenly lowered down. Your heart was ready to soar out of your chest.
The vision came true.
But chalking it up as coincidence would be best suited until more came into fruition to confirm their legitimacy.
Perhaps then, using them as a guide would help reveal the missing pieces in the puzzle that is you. How you came to be here. These newfound abilities of yours that were steadily growing as we speak. And your otherworldly charm that lures everyone in. These two especially.
Tilting his shades up to rest on his head, Gojo's eyes twinkled with deviousness as he cheekily giggled. “Y/n~ How lucky you are to have two strong senpai looking after you~”
“While part of me still finds this insane, I suppose being Jujutsu sorcerers in training entitles us to embrace the craziness. Right, Y/n-chan~?” Geto's toothy smirk made you just as nervous as it did anticipating what's to come.
You gave off steam as you hid your burning red face in your hands, earning you breathy laughs from those two as they waved at your fellow schoolmates that were finally catching up to them.
What a way to start things off.
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sixosix · 1 year
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nishinoya yuu loves his teammates.
he adores shouyou, yamaguchi, and kageyama. (tsukishima is only slowly growing on him.) point is, he loves his junior teammates dearly, and would gladly win and lose every tournament if it means just being with them.
but right now? it almost doesn’t feel that way.
you shift nervously, hoping hinata wouldn’t turn around and see the almost poisonous glare nishinoya is drilling on the back of his head. you can see the smoke coming from his ears.
“um.” you feel sweat trickle down the side of your face on hinata’s behalf. “hinata-kun…”
“huh?” says hinata, so painfully oblivious. he tilts his head, asking, “is that a no? it’s okay if you don’t know how to, i can teach you!”
someone gasps from the sidelines.
an unreadable look passes over nishinoya’s face. you almost laugh at how much he’s resembling a disgruntled kitten.
“i know how to, hinata-kun, it’s just that—”
“shouyou,” says nishinoya sternly, a shadow cast across his face, “please stop flirting with the love of my life.”
hinata’s face drains of color so fast you almost reach out in case he faints right then and there. “nishinoya-senpai!” he cries, horrified, “is it against the—the bro… bro… conduct…? contract?”
“the bro code,” yamaguchi helpfully supplies.
“the bro code!” hinata continues. “is it against the bro code to teach someone’s significant other volleyball?”
“it is very intimate,” tanaka agrees, nodding. “i wouldn’t cross that line even on those damn city boys!”
“since when was there a bro code?” sugawara wonders.
“what’s a bro code?” kageyama looks lost, and a little miffed he’s missing out on what seems to be another rule about volleyball he doesn’t know.
“because!” nishinoya yells, catching the attention of just about everyone in the court. “because i don’t want any of you wooing y/n-chan! only i get to look cool in front of y/n, okay? not even you, shouyou.”
hinata nods, taking his mistake seriously.
“yuu,” you laugh, exasperated and hopelessly fond, “there’s no need for all that. only you look the coolest in my eyes.”
nishinoya freezes, jaw hanging wide open. it is impossible, realistically, but everyone watches in awe as an arrow in the shape of a heart strikes him right on his chest.
“y-y/n…” he sobs, sprinting over to you until you’re tackled. but you’re too used to his antics so you just hold him up awkwardly, unfazed. “i love you! would you really let me teach you volleyball?”
this seems extremely important for nishinoya, so you play along and pretend to consider it. “hmm, i don’t know,” you muse, and nishinoya holds his breath. “are you a good teacher?”
“he is!” tanaka agrees immediately, the number one wingman.
“nishinoya-senpai is the best teacher!” and hinata means it, too. “you’re so lucky, y/n-san!”
“i’m touched to have this honor, then,” you laugh. 
“i love you guys! i’m treating you ice cream tomorrow!” nishinoya continues sobbing and preening from the praise. he turns to you, pointing with a finger. “i’m not going to make you regret choosing me!”
you find it sweet that nishinoya is more than happy to let you in on his favorite sport. he seems overjoyed of the thought of you and volleyball combined. “of course, yuu. i’m looking forward to it.”
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this is so stupid HAHAHA i swear it’s like i forgot how to write anymore. i didnt even want to do my fancy format bc i cant think of a title for this
is this a good time to post? no. am i gonna do it anyway so i can slowly make my way back to the algorithm before posting longer fics even though this’ll flop? absolutely yes.
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Sniff and Bite
Soft Yan, Scent kink, Biting, No sex but he's a little handsy and gets a boner
“Eh, Kitten? Think ya could help me with that box over there?”
Looking up from the book they were glancing at the cover off, they looked to the hyena who was currently tossing more of Leona’s dirty clothes into a hamper.
“Mmm? Yeah, sure thing Ruggie Senpai.”
“Just Ruggie.”
They paused, a soft laugh leaving them that had the beastmen flick his ears and look the side shyly.
“Yes, Ruggie.” They said, teasing in their tone.
Sitting up from the messy bed they made their way over to the box, full and random nick-nacks and rarely worm accessories that Ruggie had set aside.
They eyed it for a moment, trying to think of the best way to get the heavy box up while a certain hyena stared intently at their back.
With a hint of dramatic flair, they pushed up the sleeves of their baggy uniform shirt and crouched down to seal the top properly before digging their fingers into the edges of the bottom. They pulled it up into the air and caught it with a huff, muscles flexing, before heading to Leona’s closest. 
Blueish-gray eyes dilate as they watch the human work.
Gazing from their back to their sweaty neck, his addam’s apple bobbed down with a swallow. The dorm was stiflingly hot and that long sleeve they were wearing wasn't helping at all. He couldn't help but salivate at the scent of their sweat.
Fuck, why they gotta smell so good?
His heart thundered in his chest as blood rushed downward, where he really didn't want it going. For months he had felt the need to watch them, to keep them close, to do...something. It brought out his baser instincts, though he wasn't sure why. Maybe it was just nature telling him what he needed.
It is annoying, frustrating, and all-around inconvenient. Especially with all he already has on his plate, but maybe this could be something good, a reward even.
He deserves to finally have something nice after all.
With a slight stretch, they were finally able to get the heavy box onto the shelf. Backing out of the closet space they closed its door before letting out a yelp as Ruggie suddenly pressed into their back, trapping them against the closet door.
"Ruggie! Wha-" they started, cut off as calloused hands trailed up their bare arms. They felt his hot breath against their cheek and shivered at the feeling, tensing as he took a deep inhale. A hand slid to their neck, and gave a gentle squeeze, before moving to the front of their shirt and pulling down, buttons popping free as shoulders were exposed.
"Ru..ah...Ruggie..." they whimpered softly. The heat of his breath on their ear made them shudder as Ruggie pressed his face into the crook of their sweat-slicked neck.
"You smell so soft en' sweet..." he murmured, and they laughed awkwardly.
"Uh...thanks?"
A possessive growl rumbled in his throat as he ground against them, and they felt something hard press into their backside. Flustered, they tried to turn their head but stopped when Ruggie spoke again, voice a deep purr.
“Hey…”
They paused.
“Uhm…yes…?”
"Just.. .just a few licks and a bite. That would be okay, yeah?"
His voice had dipped into a purring lull, they couldn't help but flush and feel butterflies at his tone. His voice was also…slurred. They were a bit muddled about what he was asking.
Confused, they stammered "Wh-what do you mean?" before letting out a soft moan as sharp fangs dragged against their neck, followed by his hot tongue.
"Don't move..." he warned.
“Wh-” That's when they felt it. Letting out a squeal they felt sharp teeth sink into the tender flesh between their neck and shoulder. 
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halesandy · 1 year
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Ana's ATEEZ Fic Recommendations - Part 2
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💙 Hongjoong
- date night? by @kpopimaginings - deal and this drabble by @hongism - this piece by @atzsslut - tattoo cherry by @blipblooopp - i'm the one by @sorryimananti-romantic - chemistry of christmas by @hwaightme - what happens in a blackout by @tenelkadjowrites - blue skies by @hanniiesuckle17 - can't stand you by @domjaehyun - coffee stains of the heart by @joongbug - in a week by @idyllic-ghost - marigold by @yoongiseesawmp3 - mint chocolate by @nateezfics
💙 Seonghwa
- knight!seonghwa by @yeoandmoon - happy new year by @mingigoo - be with you by sorryimananti-romantic - new year's kiss by @senpai-of-doom - acts of giving by @hwanami - addicting kitten by tenelkadjowrites - heart stop by @luvteez - a classic trope by @theright-sideofme - promise by @mingishoe - just say hi by @seokjinsdisciple - exhaustion by @hoonieversed - good lil boy by @yeosanghwas - fucking ra by @songmingisthighs - my 'fake' boyfriend by @ateezreactionsandscenarios - unexpected company by @mia-tiny
💙 Yunho
- promise by sorryimananti-romantic - summer nights & summer's end by @honeyhotteoks - and they were roommates! by @itsbeeble - room for three (feat. yunho x hwa) + sequels by honeyhotteoks - fool by @amelee23
💙 Yeosang
- stay and better by sorryimananti-romantic - doll by @kyufessions - welcome home by hoonieversed
💙 San
- how did you know? by kpopimaginings - by chance by hongism - this one by yeoandmoon - crescent by sorryimananti-romantic - truth or confession by @cookycherry - lovers in the night by @moonseonghwa
💙 Mingi
- cupid's corner by @tinybinnie - trapped together by @imagine-a-life-like-this
💙 Wooyoung
- white christmas by hongism - someone like you by hoonieversed - if without you by sorryimananti-romantic - by chance by ateezreactionsandscenarios - babe by @irregular-idol-imagines - take me home by yeosanghwas - body talk by @jungkxook - rumour by tinybinnie - midnight kisses (feat. san) by mingigoo - can't sleep by @hwa-berry - kiss it better by imagine-a-life-like-this - friends kiss by irregular-idol-imagines
💙 Jongho
- gas station donuts by idyllic-ghost
💙 Reactions & Headcanons
- ateez as romantic tropes by ateezreactionsandscenarios - ateez falling for their crush by @snowy-hwa - long distance relationship by @soft-teddybear - their girlfriend being other member's personality twin by ateezreactionsandscenarios - first dates by @latte-fairytaekwoon (all of their reactions at this point, really) - when you have a fight, first kiss by @atinysunbaby - first fight by @fluffytsukino1009 - when they overhear you talking lovingly about them by @synthetickitsune
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hellcatinnc · 2 months
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Pet Names From Men Of Love And Deepspace (SFW)
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Warning This includes: SFW (Read Tags Before Continuing)
Tags: sfw, fluff, x Fem! Reader, pet names, silly names, cute pet names
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Pet Names you would call them and they would call you
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Rafayel
Names He Calls You: Baby, Darling, Lover, Firecracker, Ms Bodyguard, Foxy, Your Highness, My Lady
Names You Call Him: Squishy, Raffy, Lovey, McDreamy, Charming, Playboy (by request Thief)
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Xavier
Names: He Calls You: Honey, Love, Star, Angel, Nutter Butter, Love Bunny
Names You Call Him: Bae, Cutie, Baby, Honey bunny, Snuggles, Sunshine, Candyman, Pooh Bear, Boytoy
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Zayne
Names: He Calls You: Kitten, Baby Girl, Daddy's Girl, Kitty
Names You Call Him: Daddy, Master, Owner, Lover, Senpai, Mcsteamy
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sparkbeast20 · 1 year
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Satan: I was task to make an safety video for RAD.
Satan: Hence I call you all here.
Mammon: So you lied about this being movie night... Prick.
Satan: None the less, I need your feed back.
Belphie: Just get this over with Satan so I can go back to my nap.
Satan: A bunch of ungrateful- Levi start to video!
Levi: Sure. *Place the Disc on player*
The Video started-
In-Video!MC: Satan, no more!!!
Mammon, Asmo, Beel and Belphie: 😮😮😮😮
Satan and Levi: 😨😨
In-Video!Satan: Now, now Kitten. It seem to forget your manners.
In-Video!MC: So-Sorry Master.
In-Video!Leviathan: Don't forget I'm here.
In-Video!MC: Sorry Senpai
Satan: Fucking stop the Video!!!!
Levi: *Panicking* I'M TRYING!!!!!!!
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Growing Pains
Part 1 (ft. Riddle and Silver) I Part 2 (ft. Trey and Kalim) I Part 3 (ft. Jade and Lilia) I Part 4 (ft. Deuce and Jamil) I Part 5 (ft. Malleus and Ruggie) | Part 6 (ft. Cater and Rook) | Part 7 (ft. Sebek and Floyd) | Part 8 (ft. Ace and Idia)
In which Gordon Ramsay-kun is isekai’d into Twisted Wonderland. Part Food Wars, part Hell’s Kitchen, all Master Chef—Night Raven College isn’t ready to take on this Michelin Star celebrity!!
This time, two stubborn rebels enter the kitchen! With Epel chasing the greatness of growing up, he gets ensnared in a scheme that Leona responsible is responsible for. Gordon’s definitely got his work cut out for him!! Can he truly connect with this strong-minded duo?
Why does Leona’s chef jacket look like it’s straining to keep his chest contained in like every fan art I see 😭 I'm happy that Epel gets to take Master Chef at the same time as his Magift Club Captain... He gets to hang out with his cool senpai one last time before I smush him into Epelsauce for pointing out L*ona's charm 🤡 (P.S. I totally believe that GR is a role model L*ona could benefit from…)
Imagine this…
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Raising a saucer to his lips, Epel sipped, allowing a mildly sweet flavor to flatten across the tongue. Warmed on a low flame, the milk concoction was warm, but still thick and creamy. Nothin' beats full fat milk fresh off the farm, he noted, licking his lips.
Epel let out an excited whoop as he slammed his saucer down. "Hoo-WHEE! That's sum good stuff!!"
A groan sounded from another counter.
"Oi, frosh. Keep it down over there," Leona groused. He fiddled with his hair, sweeping back loose strands that hung free from his ponytail. The rest of his mane--and his lion ears--were uncomfortably crammed under a chef's hat.
"O-Oh, sorry!" Epel hurriedly apologized, giving a brief bow to his club captain. When he straightened again, he couldn't avoid taking note of his upperclassman's strong build.
Though the duo were in similar uniforms, Leona wore his very differently than Epel. He slouched slightly, yet the warm yellow of his jacket fit him like a glove, easily conforming to the shape of his muscled body. By comparison, Epel was smaller and far less shapely. A twinge of sadness pulled in his chest.
Standing the two side-by-side, they were like lion and kitten. One regal and confident, the other meek and weak.
Epel furiously shook his head. He smacked both of his cheeks to wake himself up. Chin up, Epel! Take this chance to learn how you can be more like Leona-senpai...!
He glanced over at the various bowls littering Leona’s workstation.
I wonder what he’s making…? It must be something cool.
The beastman hovered over them, glancing over the contents of each bowl lackadaisically. Plump blueberries, granulated sugar, extract that smelled strongly of vanilla, gelatin powder. And, of course, the star of the show: milk.
Leona grimaced, lifting the white liquid up. Milk sloshed lazily around in its bowl, lapping against his thumb. He took a cursory sniff, but didn’t look impressed.
As Leona was returning the milk back to its place, Epel jumped. "U-Um...!!"
"What, you got something to say?" Leona raised a brow. "Then spit it out."
"Well..." Epel nervously twiddled his thumbs. “That’s heavy cream... It’s rich-tasting and has high fat content, so it’s good for creamy dishes. With the sugar and the fruit, are you making a dessert of some kind? Maybe a milk pudding or something…”
“Hmmmm.”
A slow and catty glint rose to Leona’s eyes. He leaned forward, scrutinizing the humble farmer boy.
“So you’ve got a real knack for this kind of thing.”
“Eh, I guess so? I’m used to helping my family and neighbors back in Harveston with produce quality control. It comes naturally to me.”
“Great. Take care of this for me then.” Leona plunked down the bowl of blueberries in his junior’s hands. Epel blinked—but before he could protest, Leona continued. “You’ve got a real talent. It’d be a waste for you not to show it off to the Chef.”
“I don’t know…” Epel casted a curious look at their mentor, who had been observing them from a quiet corner of the kitchen. Gordon returned the gaze, as if sensing trouble afoot.
“Besides, I’m counting on you too,” Leona added, a hand on Epel’s shoulder.
His heart leapt in anticipation. “You are?!”
“Yeah. Even with my nose, I just don’t have the chops for this line of work. Must be my delicate princely constitution. That’s why I’m putting my faith in you.” Leona suddenly frowned. “Was I wrong to?”
“N-No, Leona-senpai!!” Epel hurriedly insisted. “You can definitely leave it to me! I’ll make sure the ingredients we use are the best we have!”
“That’s what I like to hear.” The lion’s smile was sly. "Okay, knock yourself out. I’m going to be taking a nap. Don’t bother me until you’ve checked everything in the pantry over… twice.”
“Aye-aye, captain!!”
With that, Leona sauntered off with a casual, self-assured swagger. Gordon was wiping his hands off on a clean dish rag when he passed. They silently met each other’s eyes, Leona passing along a triumphant smirk.
The head chef automatically got a bad feeling.
Kingscholar must have said something to him. Right, I’ll get to the bottom of this.
While Leona had pulled out a chair and hunkered down in it, Gordon made his way over to Epel. He was now eagerly inspecting a pile of sugar, seemingly picking through individual granules by sifting them around with a finger.
"What are you doing over here, my darling?" Gordon asked, his tone kept friendly—a voice he reserved for children, not arrogant adults.
“Chef!” Epel proudly saluted. “I’m making sure the ingredients are good to go!”
“That’s all fine and dandy, but why’s he sittin’ this one out?” Gordon jabbed an accusatory thumb in Leona’s direction. (He resembled a grumpy street cat.)
“I’m doing Leona-senpai’s share too!”
“You don’t think he should be responsible for looking over his own ingredients?” Gordon huffed. Or suspect that he’s blowing smoke up your ass?
“But really trusts me to do this for him.” Epel laid a hand on his chest. His expression was positively glowing, his cheeks appled. “He has confidence in my abilities!! And I trust him to guide me. Leona-senpai has never steered me wrong before!”
Gordon instantly recognized the emotion: pure admiration.
“… You look up to him, don’t you?”
“Yup!! He’s the man I wanna be! Smart, cool, brave, tall, muscly…! I’ve been chugging tons of milk in my free time to make sure I’m getting all the vitamins and minerals I need to catch up to him.”
Is that why I saw him trying to shotgun an entire gallon of milk straight from the jug?! Gordon rubbed at his aching temples.
There was a soft grunt that grounded him again.
“… But it’s not enough to just be physically strong," Epel mumbled. "I can’t just drink milk and call it a day. It’s also important to have a strong spirit too, cuz the heart's also a muscle!"
The first year offered a hopeful grin, a hand set on his bicep. “Leona-senpai has that sort of strength. If I want to be able to stand on the same level as him, I have to give it my all when it comes to training!”
A strong body and spirit…
Yet when he looked at Leona, what Gordon saw first was a broken man forsaking his future. A shell of a person. Was he able to be salvaged? To lead?
Gordon reconsidered. His perspective and Epel’s—whose judgment was clouded? Or was neither quite the full truth?
“… Thanks for that. I’m going to speak with him now. You keep up what you’re doing. Best of luck, love.”
The response he received was bright and resolute.
“Yes, Chef!”
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“I bet you must think you’re bloody brilliant.”
The accusation was as stiff as cream whipped into peaks. It cut cleanly—but not quite though Leona’s wit.
He snorted, hardly budging from his recline. “The kid's good at assessing the quality of food. Why keep him back from reaching his full potential?”
“So are you. I know a food critic when I see one,” Gordon said sharply. “And don’t give me that ‘I can’t do it’ bull crap. I thought we were over this already.”
Leona’s laughter was like the roiling thunder of an approaching storm. “I work smarter, not harder, herbivore. Are you sure you’re an instructor? It sounds to me like you have some learning to do on your students.”
"I know plenty—and I know you're better than this." Gordon gestured at him.
"Afraid not," Leona purred, the sarcasm coming off of his words in lazy waves.
Rotten to the core. Spoiled from the start. Shattered, unable to be reassembled. A rebel of the savanna, impossible to tame. All the things people whispered about him behind his back and to his face.
His hand instinctively snaked to the scar that threaded his left eye. "... It's just as the rumors say, teach."
Ugly truths. Evil, harm, destruction—that's all he would ever amount to, all that he was capable of.
There’s no hope left for me. No light of another day. No tomorrows.
Leona turned away, forcing an end to the conversation. He had nothing more to say, and didn't expect anything more out of the chef either.
Then came the hands upon his shoulders, the grip like a vice. Gordon grabbed him, thrusting his face close to Leona’s.
"Don't you talk like that,” the chef hissed with a deathly quiet, “not in my kitchen.”
“Yeah? If you’re so pissed, then banish me from your kingdom,” Leona taunted. His breath was hot with anger, but he bore no claws.
Always the outcast, never the king.
“Not in your life.” Gordon released him, a slight shove back into the seat the third year occupied.
“You’ve already made your judgment of me. Why hold back on acting on it?”
With a slight glare, the chef folded his arms and stared down at him. “For one, you’re deliberately being a jackass to get out of the coursework. For another…”
Gordon nodded towards Epel’s station. “… there’s him.”
“Epel? You might as well dedicate your manpower to him. He’ll need it, the little tyke.”
“He thinks you’re someone to aspire to. But here you are, acting like you’re not.” Gordon narrowed his eyes. “You know what I think? I think the least you could do is respect the kid’s efforts by pitching in—and have some respect for yourself while you’re at it. The kid’s looking up to you. You can try to look up to yourself too, or his hopes are for nothing.”
“He chose to follow me. That decision—and its consequences—are on him.”
“You can’t keep doing this,” Gordon growled. “It’s not just him. Your entire dorm—”
“It’s different,” Leona snapped back. “We’re not the same. They’ve got futures ahead of them. They can afford to be hopelessly blinded by its light.”
Unlike me.
The silence that followed was stifling and thick. It was a reduction left too long on the stove, boiled down to concentrated, palpable self-hatred.
Gordon’s mouth was a tight line. Not a frown, not a glower. Just a neutral line.
"... You remind me of myself when I was younger. Full of vinegar and piss," he grunted at last. Gordon slapped a palm against his knee. "Used to dream of being a footballer. Then had an injury so bad it crushed those dreams before I could recognize it.
"I didn't start taking the culinary arts seriously until 19. You're 20 now, Kingscholar. If there was a chance for an arrogant little lug head like me, then there's a chance for you too. It's not too late."
"Then you're an old fool," Leona spat. To try all your life at something, only to be kicked down every time. "No sob story will ever change what we are."
Gordon faced Epel, his back to Leona. "... I've had a lot of successes. I have that success because I've had failures. I've learned from them. Our scars don't have to define us. We can become better than that. Grow from them.”
"What? Am I meant to be won over by those paltry sentiments?"
"You think whatever you damn well like," Gordon retorted. "If you need me, I'll be helping Felmier. Otherwise, waste the rest of your class time for all I care."
Then he was gone.
Leona shifted in his seat. He regarded the chef with an eerie quiet—the same kind of quietness that pervaded a lion stalking its prey. Weighing the options, assessing what he was up against.
An herbivore. Just a simple-minded, stubborn herbivore. He had been talking out of his ass, trying to act as if he knew—as if he understood him.
Annoyance curdled into a blunt anger.
“Our scars don't have to define us.”
Damn it.
“We can become better than that. Grow from them.”
Damn it...!
Leona bared his teeth, his hands curled into fists.
Familiar frustration flooded him. Helplessness, despair. And a bit of a feeling he had long since renounced.
Hope.
“... Tch.” Leona raked a hand through his hair. “Light a fire under my tail, why don’t you?”
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Epel was halfway through inspecting the blueberries when one was plucked straight out of the bowl. Leona tossed it into his mouth, spearing the berry on his canines. A sweet tartness flooded his taste buds.
"... It's fine for the panna cotta," he declared languidly.
Epel startled at his senior's sudden appearance. Beside the first year, Gordon held his breath.
"L-Leona-senpai?! But I thought you were going to rest...?"
"Yeah, well. I got tired of that. Figured I might as well find something else to do to pass the time." Leona cocked his head back, his grin self-assured. "... Got room for one more?"
"I'd be happy to welcome you." Gordon stepped back, allowing Leona to claim his rightful place at an open counter. "... Good to have you back with your head in the game, Kingscholar."
"Hmph. Don't get used to it." He picked up a tool laid out on the table—an ice-cream scooper—and twirled it between dextrous fingers. “I’m a precocious child, so I’ll need an instructor that can keep me engaged.”
“You’re acting cocky for someone who was refusing to play ball a while ago.” Gordon groaned. “… Fine then. You’re on. Just for that, I’m not going to go easy on you.”
“Excuse me, Chef!” The protest came from Epel, who had abandoned the blueberries. “Please go hard on me too!! I can handle it!!”
Leona snorted. “You sure about that, squirt? You never know how mean the big, scary teacher might be.”
“Yes! I want to work together with you, Leona-senpai! Then I can become as strong as you are.”
As strong as I am… Something in his chest sank. Was he truly?
Leona dispelled the doubt with a sigh. Aaah, how annoying. He’s looking at me with those big, sparkling eyes. Why are kids like this?
So fixated on the future and the people who would lead them to it.
He softened.
"... Yeah, sure. Let's just get this over with. The sooner, the better."
Gordon nodded approvingly.
Until the day where I can comfortably stand where you are… wait for me. I’ll meet you there.
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humanmostlikely · 5 months
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Pet names
🖤 Lucifer-
- Sweetheart
- Troublemaker
- Little one
🤎 Mammon-
- Babe/Baby
- Doll/Dollface
- Sweet cheeks
🧡 Levi-
- Henry/Various characters you remind him of
-Player two
- Y/N-chan/kun/kohai (opposite of senpai) (no matter how young he may look, he’ll always be older than you)
💛 Satan-
- Kitten/Bunny/Some cute animal
- Mi amoré/“my love” in different languages
- My partner-in-crime
🩷 Asmo-
- Boo
- Sexy
- Cutie/Cutie pie
🍑 Beel-
- Cupcake
- Honey
- My cheeseburger
💙 Belphie-
- Sunshine
- Starlight
- Dream girl/boy
❤️ Diavolo-
- My one and only
- My treasure
- My everything
💚 Barbatos-
- Various flowers
- Dove
- Precious
🩵 Simeon-
- Lamb
- Dulcinea/Casanova
- Beloved
🤍 Solomon-
- Darling
- Heartthrob
- Soulmate
🫀Mephisto-
- Human
- Princess/Prince/Highness
- My dear
💜 Thirteen-
- Puddin’
- Pumpkin
- Love bug
🩶 Raphael-
- Love
- Beautiful/Handsome
- Something simple but cute like petal/snowflake/jewel, depending on your personality
Feel free to add any of you own 💞
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pinkskytwst · 1 year
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LION'S PRIDE, HYENA'S CACKLE - Part I
Savanaclaw - Leona/Prefect/Ruggie eventual romantic poly.
It was almost embarrassing to admit to themself when the Prefect fell for Leona Kingscholar, second prince of the Sunset Savana.
He was incredibly attractive, absurdly intelligent, highly skilled at magift or any sport he attempted really, a Housewarden, and a literal prince.
It was like admitting you fell for Vil. People would roll their eyes and laugh at the audacity that someone would have to think that someone so amazing would like them. A nobody with no magic, no status, and no real skills or talents to speak of.
It was why they stayed silent.
Or at least they tried to.
The Savanaclaw dorm had become something of a second home along side Ramshackle and more often than not their evenings – and nights when it was particularly cold – would be spent in the loud and active dorm. It was a nice change from the isolated and empty mansion that Crowley had put them in and even Grim was starting to become friends with some of the therianthrope students there along with Jack.
They had grown a lot closer to Ruggie too, even if the hyena boy thought that their friendship had originally been trying to get something out of him. Ruggie was friendly, smart and talented, and so it was nice to spend time with him and helping with his chores so that they could have some time to study together.
Jack would join them a lot too but with his early night routine often it was them left alone with Ruggie and a sleeping Grim.
It was actually the hyena who taught them more about therianthropes and the different cultures and norms to expect from the various species of students. How to avoid fights, how to read different body language and what to look for when a therianthrope was unintentionally misunderstanding how to interact with humans and just how to generally make being around them easier. Jack knew as well but he wasn’t as good at being able to articulate these social differences as Ruggie.
It led to the Prefect actually picking up some habits that their other human friends didn’t always catch or understand but were completely at home in Savanaclaw.
It also meant that even though therianthropes didn’t always catch onto subtle human expression and interactions, Ruggie was able to quickly notice the way their feelings started to shift towards his Housewarden.
They knew they were about to be roasted when, one evening after watching a rare magift practice where Leona had actually shown up, Ruggie was suddenly beside them with glinting eyes and a devious smirk.
“Sooo....” he teased, breaking them from their thoughts as they had finished passing out water bottles to everyone and handing a towel to Leona – who grabbed it and walked off without a word. “Going to be joining our leader’s fanclub?”
They felt their cheeks flare up and nudged Ruggie in retaliation, though the other just threw his arm around their shoulders and started dragging them back to the dorm as he hissed his laughs.
“Like I would have time for any kind of club.” They said, side stepping the question.
Ruggie just snorted, ears flicking in amusement and his tail swishing back and forth the same way Jack’s did when he was excited.
“That wasn’t a ‘no’, kitten.”
“Oi! Just because Leona-senpai calls me that sometimes doesn’t mean you can!” they pouted, sticking their tongue out at him. “Should I start calling you ‘puppy’?”
“I wouldn’t mind. I’ve been called worse. It would fit better for Jack, though, since hyenas are closer to felines.” He said with a shrug.
“Yeah, well then I’ll start calling you kitten back.” They said defiantly, earning another laugh.
“Now that would be funny. But I bet you would prefer calling a certain prince that instead.”
“Why are you the worst?”
“Aw, that breaks my little heart.”
“That would be more believable if you had one.”
“So cruel, Prefect, really, you are picking up some nasty habits around here.” He wiped a fake tear from his eye. “I’m so proud.”
The Prefect couldn’t completely hide the amused smile tugging on their lips, and glanced around to make sure that everyone was already far ahead and Grim was hanging off of Jack as he chattered his ears off. Seeing that no one would over hear them even with sensitive ears, they heaved a sigh.
“I know, I know. It’s kind of the most embarrassing thing ever.” They said defeated, dropping their head against his shoulder.
“Shishishi, yeah, pretty much.” Ruggie agreed gleefully, earning another groan and finger digging into his side, under his ribs where he was ticklish.
The hyena-boy yelped a laugh and danced away a step before returning and throwing his arm back around their shoulders, only this time to put more weight on them and pull them into a headlock.
“Watch it there kitten, I might just let it slip to Leona about your little crush.” He giggled.
“Uuuuugh Ruggie!” The Prefect complained, trying to wiggle away as he began to roughly mess up their hair. “I thought you were my friend! I want a refund!”
“Shishishi, not likely! I was on discount!” he cackled.
After a minute of squabbling – Ruggie won as he always did – the Prefect gave up again and just wrapped their arm around his waist as the hyena let up on the headlock and just continued as they were before.
They didn’t bother trying to fix their hair. No one in Savanaclaw cared after all and they were going to be getting ready for bed anyway soon and need to take a shower.
“I can’t believe I like Leona, I have the worst taste.” They complained under their breath after a moment, head leaning against Ruggie’s shoulder again. “He has the worst personality in existence and will literally fall asleep in the middle of me trying to talk to him! I don't think he even remembers my name! He just calls me herbivore to cover it up.”
They threw their hand up in the air exasperatedly before wilting just as quickly.
“It’d be easier if he was an actual asshole and not just a jerk sometimes.” They said. “I mean, he’s an asshole but not…ugh, you know what I mean.”
Ruggie chuckled and shrugged.
“Yeah, I get it. As much of an insensitive bastard as he is, he’s also a good guy.” He agreed. “And hot.”
“Exactly!” they exclaimed, throwing their hands into the air again. “He’s so annoying and rude but then he’ll do something like hold me down to take a nap with him when I get too stressed about everything. And he gave me money to get new shoes since my sneakers were tearing apart and he lets me ask him suggestions about homework sometimes! Why can’t he just commit to being an asshole so I don’t have to have a crush on him!”
Ruggie hissed another laugh but they both quieted down as they reached the dorm and began heading upstairs to his room. They typically roomed with the hyena since Jack woke up at like four am and the Prefect was never going to let him try and talk them into a morning run ever again. They refuse.
“Well, ya got two choices then, Prefect.” He said, leading them past the students that were still milling around in the main rooms and kitchen and up to his bedroom. “You can either forget about him and wait for it to pass, or you can try to win him over.”
The human gave a startled squawk at his words, almost falling down the stone stairs in shock and having to have the hyena pull them up the last few to prevent from breaking their face.
“I can’t do that!” he hissed flustered, elbowing Ruggie when the other rolled his eyes. “He’s-…I just can't. Why would he even want someone like me anyway? I’m still on like a third-grade level of understanding this world, I have absolutely no magic, and I don’t even have dazzling looks like the Pomefiore guys do as a backup!”
“Oi.” Ruggie said as they entered his room, shoving them over to his bed and shutting the door behind him. “I don’t wanna hear that shit from you. Leona would be lucky to have someone like you even put up with him let alone want to date him.” He said firmly, reaching out to poke their forehead harshly.
“I’ve listened to assholes talk about 'not worthy’ this, and 'not good enough’ that my whole life. I’m definitely not going to let you talk about yourself like that when you have literally saved lives and are braver and more badass than most mages in this school.”
The Prefect rubbed lightly at their forehead but wilted under the hyena’s harsh look and gave a nod.
“Sorry, Ruggie. You know I don’t think of you like that.” They promised softly. “It’s just…I mean Leona could have anyone. He’s been around royalty his whole life and probably has met people like Vil all the time. There’s probably a reason he’s never gotten with anyone and I doubt he would make an exception for me. He doesn’t even seem to care about that sort of thing and I don’t…I don’t want to be someone that forces their presence on him like that, you know?”
Ruggie watched them for a moment, hands on his hips and ears tilted slightly with an expression that they couldn’t quite decipher before he heaved a sigh and reached out to ruffle their hair again, pushing their head down.
“Yeah, yeah, alright.” He said. “I won’t say anything if you don’t want me to.” He promised. “But I still say you’re selling yourself short.”
They couldn’t help but smile warmly when they were able to lift their head again, leaning forward to wrap their arms around Ruggie’s waist and rub their face into his chest playfully.
“Thanks, Ruggie. You’re pretty amazing too.” They said before making a face and pulling back. “And you also stink like a warthog so go get a shower.”
They yelped as the hyena shoved them over on the bed and proceeded to tug his sweaty t-shirt off and toss it over their face with a cackle as they made a disgusted noise and flung it back at him.
“Stinky puppy!” the called after him as he grabbed his things and skipped out the door, cackling all the while.
Once he was gone they gave an amused huff and fell back on the bed to stare up at the ceiling.
Crushes really were stupid. They should just ignore it like Ruggie said and wait for it to go away.
A memory of Leona catching them around the waist earlier that day to keep them from tripping over their own feet and face planting into the wall flickered through their mind. How easily he lifted them and how warm he was as he set them back on their feet.
“Watch it, herbivore, or you’re going to embarrass yourself more than you usually do by being sent to the infirmary because you don’t know how to walk.” He said with a teasing smirk, ruffling their hair just as Ruggie always did before waking off to skip whatever class he was trying to avoid.
They had called a ‘thanks, Leona-senpai!’ after him but the prince didn’t answer.
UUUUUUUUGH.
They dropped their arms over their eyes as they tried to force the memory and dozens of other small things that made their heart stutter in their chest when they were with the lion.
They really should just ignore it.
-
“Oi, Leona.” Ruggie said as he entered the lion’s bedroom while the Prefect was currently showering, shutting the door behind him and crossing his arms over his chest. “We gotta talk.”
One of the prince’s ears flicked his way but the royal didn’t move from where he was clearly trying to sleep after cleaning up from magift practice.
“Fuck off, Ruggie, I went to practice like you asked.” He grumbled.
“This ain’t about that.” The hyena glared, ears tilted back. “Stop fuckin’ around with the Prefect.”
Leona’s shoulders tensed and he turned his head just enough to glare at the one person he could consider calling a ‘friend.’
“Watch it.” He growled lowly, making Ruggie tense a little more, ears flattening against his head but he didn’t back down.
“Don’t give me that, Leona!” he snapped, “I can see what you’re doing and I know you don’t got any plans on actually giving them a chance so stop being a prick and trying to get their attention when you’re not going to actually give it.”
“Back off, Ruggie.” The prince growled, sitting up now and leveling an dangerous look on the other. “You don’t know what you’re fucking talking about.”
“Like the Seven, I don’t!” Ruggie shot back, his shoulders tensing and yanking his hands down into fists at his side, claws digging into his palms. “Everyone can see that you’re soft on them but you fucked up and now they like you!”
That cut the prince off short, his eyes widened as he froze on the bed.
Ruggie gave a low, bitter laugh. It was nothing like his nice or happy ones.
“Yeah. They like you, asshole, and I know better than anyone what happens after that. You and I both know they don’t deserve the fucked up shit you’d put them through.” He glared. “So this is me telling you. Leave. Them. Alone.”
Leona’s expression closed off, his claws gripping the sheets so tightly Ruggie could hear the way they were beginning to rip.
Neither of them moved for what felt like forever before Leona turned away and dropped himself back down on his pillow.
“Get out of here, Ruggie.” He said simply.
Ruggie continued glaring at the lion for a moment before flashing a bitter, sharp grin as he turned to leave.
“Funny thing is, they actually think you’re too good for them.” He said softly, his words stabbing deeper than a dagger ever could. “Ironic, isn’t it?”
The sharp click of the door shutting behind him almost seemed to echo in the silent room.
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Look! I broke my Octavinelle streak! lol
I PROMISE THIS WILL HAVE A HAPPY ENDING! This is the first time that I've seriously written any of the Savanaclaw boys though so be patient with me as I try to feel out how best to write them.
Hope you like it though <3
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dolliuv · 28 days
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hai💗 how ruthless do u think jealous yuma would be:p
⋆˚🐾˖° how ruthless would jealous!yuma would be ~
- warnings : dom!yuma, degrading, senpai kink, rope bunny reader, use of toys, mean yuma, afab reader!
:💭: hewwo anonie !! <3 i hope you luv this, i tried my very hardest on it for you 🫶🏻🐰
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ᵎᵎ yuma would be so mean and ruthless when he’s jealous, especially if you’re doing it on purpose, he’ll find multiple ways to make sure you know your place, who you belong too. you’re purposely flirting with jo to piss him off? he’ll have you shaking from his fingers alone once you get to his room. you keep teasing him while he’s at practice with pictures of you in his shirt? he’ll tie you up and leave you alone with a vibrator inside you, taking it out when he feels like it. yuma would be super mean :((, he’s such a jealous boy and hates when his pretty girl is doing things just to get what she wants.
ᵎᵎ yuma would be so degrading when he’s doing whatever he wants to you, mean names, ‘insults’, you name it :>. he has a massive humiliation kink and will use any opportunity that you piss him off to humiliate you in front of his members or just make you feel embarrassed all in all. he would be saying: “so you think it’s cute to feel up on my friends in front of me? what’s next, you’re gonna let them fuck you like the whore you are?” “aw how cute, kitten can’t take it anymore? that’s too bad.” “you can take it, i know you can, you wanted to piss me off, right?”
ᵎᵎ yuma would use many different toys on you to make sure you’ve learned your lesson, he isn’t giving you what you want until you apologize like a baby and beg for him, call him senpai and he might even give in quicker.
ᵎᵎ but once yuma is done with you, he’ll automatically go back to sweet loving cat he is, making sure he didn’t hurt you, asking if you’re okay, cleaning you up and giving you some snacks and water :(
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ladykissingfish · 11 months
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Tobi: Senpai, can we get a horse?
Deidara: A horse?? For what?
Tobi: So that we could name him “Mayo”!
Deidara: First of all, you KNOW that Kakuzu would have a heart attack if we asked him for the money to buy a horse, hm. He had a fit when I asked him for a kitten! And second, why the hell would we name a horse “Mayo”?
Tobi: Because it’ll be cute when Mayo neighs.
Deidara: 
Tobi:
Deidara:
Tobi, in Obito voice: Just so you know, we’re not leaving this room until you laugh.
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actuallysaiyan · 1 year
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could you please do 94 or 74 up to u with uzui or rengoku?🥰
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warnings: kissing, established kohai x senpai relationships, polyamory(Tengen's wives exist in this one), thigh riding, mentions of punishment prompt list here
You were starting to get on his last nerve. Uzui knew you’d make him frustrated and agitated, but he never knew to what degree it would be. Even his wives don’t frustrate him this much, and sometimes they can be a handful. But you’re his little kohai, and that’s what makes all of this so different. 
Sure Uzui could have his wives anytime he pleases, but he has a very strict schedule when it comes to spending any kind of time with you. You trained hard and became a very skilled demon slayer in hardly any time. You impressed a lot of the other Hashira, but it was your flashy fighting style that really caught Uzui’s eyes. You were as flamboyant as he was.
The first days you spent time training together were difficult. You did have a bit of an attitude to yourself, but Uzui put a stop to that so quickly. All he had to do was make you cum, and he made you cum so hard that first time. 
The more you continued your training seriously and successfully, the more your senpai would please you. And he was certainly good at it too. Most of the time, you left the training grounds jelly-legged, dazed and just dripping with his seed. Uzui made the excuse that he had to fill you with his seed to protect you, and to let everyone know who you belong to.
None of the other Hashira asked any questions, but they all knew what was going on anyway. It was Tomioka who made a comment at first, and he once had to help you to your room when you were so disoriented from the rough fucking you just experienced. He knew something was off, but he couldn’t tell what was going on when you and your senpai got any time together alone.
And now that everyone else knows, Uzui is angry with you. He never really wanted the other Hashira to know he was using sex to motivate you. It had been such a dirty little secret for him to fuck you whenever convenient, but now that everyone knows, it’s just not as thrilling. He knows he’s still going to fuck you, but today you’re going to pay for it dearly.
After a round of sparring, Uzui commands you to go take a bath and then wait for him in your bedroom. You know exactly what that means, and you don’t want to find out what his wrath might be like today. So you scamper out of his view and grasp, and you make your way to the bathroom.
While soaking in the warm water, you do well to groom yourself. Uzui always wants you prim and proper. You know better than to go against his preferences, so you groom your pubic hair into a little heart just for him. After the bath, you slather on his favorite moisturizer to be soft for him. Then you spritz some of that perfume you know he’s crazy about.
Uzui settles on your bed, and when you come back into the room, he grins at your appearance. You’re wearing just a soft cotton nightgown, and it looks so good just hanging off your body like that. He pats his thigh and you scurry over to him. He helps you onto his thigh, and your whole body reacts to the sensation of him touching you.
“You know, kitten,” Uzui begins before leaning in to kiss your lips, “I’m not very impressed with you.”
You swallow hard, “I didn’t mean for this to happen, Tengen-sama.”
Uzui chuckles darkly, and he cups your chin. He tilts your face so you can look deeply into his eyes, and you’re rendered speechless. There’s a dark look of lust in his eyes, and you can tell he’s going to punish you in ways you probably don’t want to fathom.
“You can make it up to me,”
Your eyes widen, “How? Tell me, and I’ll do it.”
Another chuckle erupts from his mouth. He loves how eager you are. You just have no idea what kind of cruel punishment he might have in store for you. You just want to please your senpai, and that makes him so hard.
So he spreads your legs and sets you on his thigh. His strong hands push and pull your hips in a steady pace, and the friction of your bare clit on his pants make you moan. The more he moves you around and guides you to move, the wetter you get. It’s all starting to come together now.
“The only way you’re getting off is on my thigh. Do you understand me, kitten?”
You’re begging him to reconsider. You need much more than just riding his thigh for stimulation, but you don’t have much choice. He lets go of your hips, and you whine from him stopping the actions of pushing and pulling to ride his thigh.
“You’re a big girl, you can do it by yourself.”
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Do you happen to have any spare hiruhoshi headcanons for the poor?
OH YM GOD. ANON. THANK YOU.
hoshiumi, before jumping up to land a spike: [points at hirugami] "THIS ONE'S FOR YOU, BABE!" [misses completely and crashes into the net]
hoshiumi is super physically affectionate (a trait that i think stems from rough-housing with his siblings a lot) so he never thinks twice about grabbing hirugami's hand or leaning against him or tucking himself under hirugami's arm
hirugami absolutely cannot get used to it his mind explodes every single time
also, lots of knuckle kisses. hoshiumi really really wanted to after he caught hirugami doing what he did but they didn't get together until way later, so he makes up for lost time by pressing a kiss to hirugami's knuckles whenever they have to leave each other
speaking of which?? dude holy fuck my HEART like man i felt that in my hands that was brutal
okay sorry i had to get that out
hirugami is just constantly waxing poetic about hoshiumi in his head 24/7 but nobody would ever guess it because a) he's got a really good poker face and b) he's always doing the exact opposite and scolding hoshiumi for something or other
occasionally he'll blurt out something really smooth during a moment that makes him think "wow i'm really in love with him" and it catches hoshiumi so off guard that he just starts spluttering and short-circuits into silence for like a whole hour
hoshiumi: "sachirou is visiting his grandparents so while he's gone i'm going to cut off the sleeves on all my shirts" hakuba: "why???" hoshiumi: "he's pretty much 85% of my impulse control"
the entire team supports them but also. the entire team would really appreciate it if they weren't constantly being sappy and disgusting right in front of their faces
(liam thinks they're goals tho. he stares at them like "wow i want a relationship just like hoshiumi-senpai and hirugami-senpai" and bessho is in the background taking notes)
i think they're actually one of the most stable well-adjusted couples you'll probably get in haikyuu which is. something the second-gen captain squad is EXTREMELY incredulous about
[second-gen squad group chat] shirabu: "i REFUSE to accept that this whole clown has a better love life than i do what the FUCK" hoshiumi: "being an asshole doesn't get you bitches kenjirou xoxo get well soon"
their siblings love each other btw. obviously fukurou and shouko ADORE hoshiumi and want to play volleyball with him all the time (fukurou makes him promise to join whatever team he captains when hoshiumi goes pro LMAO) and akitomo thinks hirugami is a good influence on hoshiumi
before they started dating hoshiumi very unsubtly tried to feel hirugami out and asked him what his type was and hirugami told him "someone short with white hair" and hoshiumi went "you like the old grandpa who lives down the street from you??"
they get together after hoshiumi ended up at hirugami's with a box of kittens during a rainstorm all "I FOUND THEM ON THE STREET SACHIROU WHAT SHOULD WE DO" and hirugami looked at him, sopping wet and jacket bundled around the kitties, and went "can i kiss you right now?"
i'm telling you he's smooth without even realizing it
koutarou (hirugami's dog) really really loves hoshiumi and loves cuddling with him and when they're cuddling together hirugami is never really sure who to be more jealous of
btw hirugami knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with hoshiumi when they were talking about what kind of house they wanted to get in the future and hoshiumi was like "oh, we need lots of room for the animals you'll bring home! you gotta teach me how to take care of them, sachirou" and hirugami just went "FUCK" really loudly on the inside
I LOVE THEM SO MUCH
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