#<- but i like to watch the videos because IT‘s FUN

[felixisfruity]

louis mcclung youtube can say the fag word

[bearandhoney-com]

16 weeks 🫨

[iztea]

Do you like drawing in a sense that it relaxes you? Like a hobby you‘re looking forward to after a day of work. Do you feel joy while you draw?

I‘m currently battling my art demons and came to the conclusion that drawing actually makes me feel shitty a lot of the time because I only take joy out of the results yk? So if it‘s good, great! If I get overwhelmed woah my world is breaking down. My therapist told me I need a hobby that actually relaxes me and that I like solely for itself, not connected to performance, and I was wondering if drawing is just generally the wrong thing for that or if there‘s a way for people to actually enjoy it in a relaxing way.

You‘re so open about your drawing process and you‘re my favorite art account so you fell victim to my question haha but I get that this ask is pretty specific and kinda weird, don‘t feel pressured to answer :)

i do very much enjoy drawing in a relaxing way; for me, it's the equivalent of playing video games or watching Netflix so, in a way, i think of drawing as "unproductive work". Not sure if you're actually looking for a solution-based answer to your problem or if you just want to hear my side/my opinion on the matter, but I'll try to delve into both. 

I think for me personally, I've always found drawing to be relaxing for the most part. Frustration is always to be expected, of course, but I wouldn't say it ruins the mood, it's just something that comes and goes. The only unpleasant part about drawing for me is strictly related to the social media aspect or just making it public. Now, I'm not sure if you have an art account as well or how much you relate to this but I very often dread posting stuff online. I kinda have to force myself almost every time to make something public because I hate the applause but I am also rational enough to understand that art is meant to be shared with others, even if I personally don't feel a strong need to... It's just one of those human behaviour things you have to mimic or adapt to get by, similar to many other things that don't make sense to me personally but I cognitively understand why they happen but I digress

 When it comes to the process itself, I actually enjoy it more than the final result. If I had a lot of fun experimenting with brushes and new techniques and crazy effects i saw online then i get a sense of joy no matter the end result, and here is where my first piece of advice comes into play: learn to enjoy the process without thinking of the destination. For me, even when I do have a clear idea in mind, it always fluctuates and I let it fluctuate. Sometimes it even looks like shit. So what? It's just for your eyes, who cares if it doesn't look good? Just call it a flop and move to another thing, or revisit it sometime later when your skills improve. This is even easier when you do not have an art account where you share your art, there's zero pressure, you're creating the pressure yourself.

Just think about it: 

>why do you feel shitty and overwhelmed? -> because you care about the end result

>why do you care? -> because if it turns out bad, it feels like wasted time. or because you put your worth into what you create or because [  fill in your answer here ]

>do you still want to continue drawing? -> if there is a way to enjoy it in a relaxing way, then yes i assume

Ok great! Then, the solution is to remove that root feeling of disappointment, overwhelm or despair by learning to appreciate the process of creation and bask in the uncertainty of it instead of being so dead-set on the final piece. If you are not content enough with your skills to end up drawing something that you're always satisfied with, and if it causes you this much distress, then drop your expectations and don't reach the finish line. I mean this literally: draw forever-WIPs. Sketches. Doodles. Don't render, don't even try to think of a color palette. Don't Finish Your Art. Enjoy the process of discovery, of trial-and-error of indecision and I can assure you it will be during these moments when you'll find the relaxation you're looking for.

Enjoyment and relaxation, in my experience, come from two places/approaches: 1. the subject itself and/or 2. noticing improvement in your skills.

To give you an example, when I was sick with fever I drew Dazai as that "let's take ibuprofen together" meme and I thought it was the best shit in the world I was on cloud nine and giggling to myself. Looking back on that art, I now realize it looks terrible (and i lowkey want to redraw it) but back then i was laughing while drawing it and felt Great. because I was drawing something i thought it was funny. Not even once did I think "oh man, I hope this turns out nice ohh it will be so awful if it doesn't the world will explode" because that was not its purpose. Granted i was a bit,,,,,, unwell given my sickly state but my point still stands! So, what I'm trying to say here is that you can try drawing "funny/silly" things as a way to sort of lessen that burden of expectations. Or just something you reaaalllly want to see and you know no one else will do it. Taking matters in your own hands type beat

The second way to enjoy drawing in a relaxing way is by taking the other route: instead of focusing on the subject matter, try focusing on new techniques, new brushes, new tutorials or approaches you found online. Basically, focus on improving your skills in a fun-no-pressure-no-strings-attached way while keeping your subject of choice neutral or uninteresting. Or maybe take the artwork of an artist you really like and try to deconstruct it/ reverse engineer it and apply it to your own art. But whatever you do or choose, just never finish it. let them stay as wips or else you won't be very.. relaxed.

*please note this is an "and/or" statement, so you can absolutely do both: try a new technique you found while drawing something that you also enjoy for uhhhhhhhhhhh relaxmaxxing as the would kids say

Lastly, what I would highly recommend is listening to Adam Duff's podcasts, he really hits the nail on the head when it comes to such topics and more, he really narrates and explores that soulful part of an artist way better than I ever could with this answer so please check him out, I think you'll find your answers there

[malicedafirenze]

Unfiltered thoughts about Court of Wanderers by Rin Chupeco

Untagged spoilers below the cut, click at your own risk

For a proper review that makes a bit more sense, see here. This is just my unedited notes I took while reading

Love that Remy and Zidan are back to being bitchy

Lol only one bed but on purpose 

Did Eugenie just fuckin decapitate a guy with her long nails are you fucking kidding me 😂

Ugh Valenbonne showing up in person. Idk if I dislike it bc he’s a hateable bastard or because it lacks believability…

The overgrown castle and night empress cocoon give big video game boss lair energy 

She‘s described with „dark skin, the same shade as Remy‘s“

Oh I‘m glad Remy is finally giving his father a bit of honest ranting about his abusive bs 👀

Lil bit cringe that the kids at the Fata Morgana would ask if Remy, Zidan and Xiaodan are lovers, and take an interest in how Zidan slakes his thirst

Remy telling the kids stories feels a bit indulgent 

Malekh offering to let Remy take control 😍

Again, very self indulgent, could do with more subtlety but well

Good to know that she pegs him sometimes I suppose 😄

They‘re just so transparently horny the whole time. Like I‘m here for it but it gets cheap so quickly if there‘s extended focus on that

Ooov the villain was Aluria‘s colonialism? 👀 (remy‘s mother, re. her motivations, in his dreams)

Vampire pigeon 😂

Them arguing while fucking is funny but also a bit goofy 🙈🙈

I‘m on board with some bdsm familiar shit on display, but the presentation of it somewhere between kink and obligation is a bit off

Lady Rotteburg‘s apologies for her treatment of Remy ring a little hollow/indulgent too

I find it odd that Remy still meets with and gives info to his father‘s messenger?

Ooh okay that was in discussion with Malekh

I find it a bit toothless that xiaodan (and malekh) are so utterly supportive of remy‘s choice re. humanity/vampirism. They seem a big too perfect and potentially boring to me at the moment?

Ok good Zidan is weirdly controlling re. Remy‘s dreams shortly after

I‘m 12 Chapters in and a bit dismayed that I‘m finding it alright so far :')

Missing any acknowledgment of pressure/equalizing when Zidan drags Remy underwater 😑

Malekh‘s past with the night king 🤝 Raihn from TSatWoN

That the whole gathering of court leaders would pause to speculate on what remy has with zidan and xiaodan feels kinda cheap

I‘m here for the exhibitionism but I find it odd in its presentation. Like, ok their whole thing is submission, but it‘s still a weird af combo of a council meeting and an orgy

Like ffs her mother is watching 🙈

I just don’t love how much of the actual dialogue is so self indulgently about „oooh so a reaper is in bed with the third and fourth court leaders“. Like sure make that part of the conversation but it‘s so cheap if that‘s all there is to it

Some of the exposition is presented in sort of plump dialogue 

I‘m bothered that apparently Remy still doesn’t know precisely what being a familiar entails

Elke recapping the development between Allegra and herself feels v much like it could have been much better woven into the story :‘)

So much interpersonal stuff is just really plump. „Hi remy sorry for my lord attacking you I seriously want to be friends. Ok sure I‘ll then immediately answer your deeply personal question that perfectly mirrors your own internal struggle re. getting turned“

Ok them fucking on Ishkibal‘s throne to help Malekh make new memories of it is fun and hot

Gah why does everyone else need to keep talking about it afterwards though, including with Valenbonne 🙉

Still feel like everyone‘s being entirely too generous and forgiving towards valenbonne

I don’t mind the focus being political, but I feel like there’s too much tell vs show

Remy being hurt by Thaïs being one of the traitors rings a lil hollow, calling her a friend when they‘ve only interacted a handful of times and one of those was her being pushy af

And Xiaodan figuring out all the details of the priestess‘ plan is also a bit much? idk

Them both being in a frenzy and remy getting malekh back by insulting him is cute

The whole thing where it uses the nth court leader instead of names is so grating 

I‘m not a fan of how valenbonne is still their ally tbh

Increasingly bothered by everything that makes him appear sympathetic again

He apologizes but he‘s not really rueful about any of the horrible shit he‘s pushed remy to do??? 

This Jost twist is also kinda coming out of nowhere??

Not sure I got completely why and how Ishkibal is using the Night Empress‘ body

I do not like Valenbonne being all badass, using breaker to protect Remy etc, who is this for 😭

Valenbonne‘s „I should have died the day I realized you were still out fighting in those caves“ rings so fucking hollow what 😭😭

“I think the only legacy he wanted to leave behind was you” 

How tf is any of this earned

[lollytea]

So, I‘ve been blessed with the opportunity to reread every fucked up movie post, and… does Camila know it exists and that her kids made it? And if she does, did she watch it? Because I can just imagine her handing off the cam like aw, look at them having fun and being creative :) thinking it‘s gonna be something like most „movies“ shot by kids - something that was fun to make, but doesn‘t really have anything else going for it. And meanwhile, Movie by Gus13 exists.

Camila was probably invited to the grand premiere of Gus's fucked up movie, which was just the cast, herself and Vee all huddled together on the living room couch. She was honored to attend! She thought Gus making a little movie was adorable and it was just so sweet how the other kids all particpated!

But then they pressed play and Camila. Was. Horrified.

Where the fuck do you think that grey streak in her hair came from? That was all Gus's fucked up movie's doing.

But it's like....as disturbed as she was, Camila sat through the whole thing because Gus and the others had worked so hard on it and she didn't want to hurt their feelings. But then it was over and she wanted to cry....or scream....or hurl. Or all three. But the kids all turned to her expectantly, eager to hear her thoughts and Vee was giving her a pointed look to please be nice so she just had to grit her teeth and smile like "it was...wonderful :))))))"

Camila simply never speaks of Gus's fucked up movie ever again. She doesn't rewatch it, she doesn't think about it, she represses everything about it.

She's not exactly tech savvy so I don't see her ever stumbling upon the online mystery. So she mostly remains in blissful ignorance that it's this whole thing.

At one point, there's these conspiracy theorists who have visited Gravesfield for their YouTube documentary on Gus's fucked up movie and they're interviewing random citizens about the film. Camila is stopped outside the supermarket and they start bombarding her with questions and she's mostly bewildered and has no idea what they're talking about. That is until one of them pulls out their phone and opens it up on the movie and shows it to Camila. Literally the first five seconds before anything even happens induces a visceral reaction. Camila freaks out, slapping the phone out of the kid's hand, yells "NO! NOT AGAIN!! NEVER AGAIN!!" And hurries away without further comment.

Camila's freakout is included in the YouTube video once it's posted and this only ADDS to the insane amount of theories. Some people think her reaction is really suspicious. She's a local after all so she must know something. Why was she playing dumb at first? She clearly knew exactly what the movie was. Could it be....the origins of the movie are something far more sinister than we could ever imagine....are the people of Greavesfield hiding something from us? 😱 (NOT CLICKBAIT)

[tomyxluster]

We’re gonna be discussing about the Current plans and Metroidvania plan which is coming next month or year.

So I am gonna be discussing the truth, idea, current planning, future plan, furry community setup, project preparation & animation work progress.

Let’s talk about the Truth about how it all started of when my life changed all the sudden, So apparently the reason it happened is because I decided that I had enough of those silly too much cartoonish shows which are felt uncomfortable when I struggled every time seeing this not looking pretty interesting, I am getting way too old to watch kids show stuffs, toddler & baby show stuff, Teenage show stuff and other things, My decision of taking around through the alternative route leads me into a better place to go somewhere else that I am just thinking about of not watching some young TV show stuff that I definitely had enough of these since I am getting way too old and as for my birthday which is October, I’m starting to get older whenever I am just almost an adult, So I got into a mishap and started losing interest of those shows, I do not like those young children TV shows since the community has weird fandoms on it and I would ever just leave or quit forever and not forcing us to watch it anymore, Then as I get better, I decided to stick to the adult community and figure out the plans to find a solution to look for my new favourite setup community group, I’ve probably should make our own setup community group, furry community group, gaming community including Gamejolt and Itch.io and find a better place I can look for since it seems pretty far to see what comes next, It is more interested than you ever think, So on to the next second one:

I’m gonna be talking about ideas of what my current plans and what might like to setup my own community as a whole fan to make up a plan, So what might like you know is, This is just gonna be the setup of the project and the community, Some of those projects and member will only allow us to takeover us such as Discord (which is not for younger people), it would gather up some new ideas to just start get it to build up the community, All communities will prepare for the most fun exciting new submission possible, Setups for game submission as exceptions will allow in this brand new whole community for fans and publicly allow to share in this new space to show their support for owners, It can somehow contain explicated content, sexual content and others like itcho.io games may find extreme pornography imagery media during gameplay and sensitive material content including adult themes, I can only assume if this is too much then it’s unavoidable or disgusting too watch, So please risk it playing it, With that being said, Let’s talk about the current plans:

Let‘s talk about the current plans, We do need the right think to prepare our community but I begin to feel that I don’t think it is alright to let the community share some other content stuff which I shouldn’t be allow in to make up by fun of it, So i‘ll be careful as well, Anyways it is just a good idea to create one that we just need to prepare for something else us by sharing further detail, So my current plans is, New animation project is currently working in development and we’ll be quickly fast to get it prepared by next month or year, The main project of this animation video content will apply on Youtube, Tiktok, Twitter, Instagram, Gamejolt & some adult themes/normal content is Itch.io and more. Now let‘s talk about furry setup community:

Now I am aware that you guys think if you may like it or probably don’t like it but if you still hate him or like him, Then I am fine with your opinion, The furry community has it’s own general whole bigger community group and has online chatting with friends around here, Some of you might have think your probably feel like your way too little or too young and you need to be older under age of 18+ for sensible behaviour, It‘s called ‘Anthropomorphic’ which is a humanised character of a furry animal which is apparently in the community group as us by taking in charge of the moderators including love, fun, kind, touching, take off clothes, relationships , lust and more, Plus, It can make you believe that some of you probably don’t know what would happen.

So heres the new plans for this upcoming event, For my setup community, We’re going to join the team of the furry community eventually called A General furry community or a Lewd furry game (places like discord and itch dot io games), but some of them may not be allowed if your adult, It contains unsafe for artwork, NSFW Content, Pornographic content and sexual explicit content, The setup group for our new community as a chance to showcase will allow us having you to share, submit, create, make own games, create any fanarts for furries, memes, comics and rlff (real life for furries), Brand community may included some whole new stuff which you’ll be able give us to their site group, In a way that can make you feel better.

Let’s talk about the project preparation & animation progress, This is gonna be the last one of reading through the whole point.

As an animator and artist developer myself, I recently did a community post later about the typical comeback of my project backup, Some of them which are inspired from creators, artists, game developers, memers, production maker, and all sorts of all hobbies, I just wanted to create something unique that I could really do, In fact I really can make my own content stuff to do it by creating as me as a project from my career, I had gone through a lot of stuff working on it together just to get it started on my animation and my project, I could only been better to work it out alive just by simply saying you did a great awesome work and I would just really appreciate things I did, I don’t want to go back and do it again, I would find it to resolve this issue by improving this situation as a term to bring the animations and shorts to give people to social media in case if any gather fan communities turned up, This will make the best of it.

Anyways, That is all for my longest truth story about the lifetime, comeback and future plans getting prepared.

[lale-txt]

🍆 online dating headcanons: Whitebeard pirates

a/n: i've had the idea for those on an endless long train ride where the person in front of my swiped heavily through Tinder and Grindr and i saw it all. told @cyborg-franky about it and we took the idea and ran with it because let's admit it, they would all have very wild and chaotic profiles. will do other crews too, because they were so fun!

Ace

he would censor his profile picture with a strategically placed fire emoji 🔥 except that it‘s not an emoji but literally body parts of him on fire

uses every dating app possible. chances are high you will match him on 11 different apps but you never talk

“if you have daddy issues…. damn me too, let’s talk”

he would lie about his age but in a very obvious way

sure, everyone would believe this little twink firecracker is a man in his mid fifties, gotta serve the dilf connoisseurs too

will get pissed and block them though when they let him know he looks like a younger version of his dad (they would know)

he has the lesbian dating mindset and is willing to travel for a promising coffee date

"sexypiratethot69 is 3615 km away" "pops can we do a small detour?"

Marco

his picture is him naked with a strategically placed pineapple

a delight to match, he is easy to connect with, fun to talk to, willing to send a nude if it’s consensual, good dirty talker

will probably ghost you though

not with intention but by accident because he’ll forget the password to his phone

and let’s be honest, he does need a password protected phone with all those little mischievous men around him

he never forgot the one time Ace and Thatch matched him with a particular silver fox who lives on Sabaody Archipelago

things got awkward when they scheduled a video call and the boys thought a pineapple with sunglasses and a voice distorter could do the trick

it didn’t

Izou

lots and lots of aesthetically pleasing thirst traps, candles in the background, playing with light and angles

god you don’t know if you want to match him or be him

everyone uses Izou‘s photos to catfish

which leads to Thatch and Vista having a very awkward first date

maybe a second one, too

maybe they kiss

maybe they get married

maybe Izou murders

maybe Izou matches them all and invites them to a battle royal

Marco: "do you think maybe you went to far?"

he gets bitchslapped, then both of them go on a date and Marco has to pay for everything

as they return the battle is still going on

Marco & Izou would be sipping wine and watch the chaos, perfect date night

Thatch

his profile picture is either him standing naked in his kitchen OR in an apron that looks like a naked chest

maybe also a "kiss the cook" apron

you know those pictures on dating profiles where men hold up dead fish for reasons no one understands?

he would do the same but ask Marco to play dead as a phoenix

lifts him up by the ankle

will send you baguette emojis 🥖 instead of the regular old aubergine

he is very good at sexting

seriously, what a flirt

all the foodies on the Grand Line match him, thirsting for a bite of those thick, juicy buns of his

i would seriously cry if he didn’t match me

will block you if you ask him if he ate the fucking fruit

Whitebeard

his picture is him naked with a strategically placed boat

an old marine boat probably

Marco had to take the picture from up in the air (see you in therapy blue birb)

just imagine your parent on any dating app

they might not be the best with technology but they are shameless

he is open to send the uncensored version of his profile picture if it’s consensual, the reactions to that give him so much life

he would not shy away to tell everyone about his new matches over dinner, leaving everyone with their mouths open by the amount of matches he got

”the magic trick is adding your height in your bio. your dick size too”

everyone (including you) is now thinking about that old marine boat and what was underneath it

don’t be shy, just swipe right on him, you won’t regret it

[nanamisflowerfield]

May I request headcannons of Riddle, Floyd, Azul, Rook, and Idia with an oc who likes to teach them lil dances? None in specific but something like el caballo dorado or just a simple waltz. Feel free to skip this one if you want to^^

No skipping, because I love writing sweet headcanon!~~ Thank you for the request and have a great day!!❤️

🌹 You wanted to dance with him and teach him some dance moves? Well... As long as he won‘t break a rule, it‘s not so bad. Not to forget that he could spend some time with his favorite person, before he has to work and fix A-Deuce‘s problems.

🌹 “C-Come... Let‘s dance there. Bit don‘t go through the door. It‘s not okay to go through doors today. We have to climb through the window. Don‘t forget the rules.“

🌹 At first, Riddle is quite clumsy, even stepping on your feet a couple of times, but then you notice, that he is trying his best to learn it from you, so he can dance more and more.

🌹 “No, my face isn‘t red and I don‘t need a break. Please, j-just show me that other step again...“

🐙 Azul might look and sound like a true gentleman, but he is as clumsy as Riddle is. Well, underwater people dance differently.

🐙 “Sorry for stepping on your feet again. I will try my best!“ Then he will fall and grabs you tightly as he falls.

🐙 He tries your best, so if you compliment him, he will get all blushy and smile at you like a happy octopus.

🐙 Shy kiss on your hand for helping him with his dance skills. “I promise you to get better and then we can always dance together.“

🦈 Floyd loves to dance a lot! It‘s one of his hobbies and not only does he love to dance around, but also spending some time with his s/o is wonderful!

🦈 When you walk to him, asking the eel to dance with you, he will be super excited and swings you into his arms.

🦈 Buuut... That‘s not how he dances usually. Waltzes and some other simple dances? No, he usually did hip hop and all, but he willingly dances with you, so you two will spend your free time together.

🦈 “Oh, that‘s easy!~ Shrimpy-chan!~ Let‘s dance more! It‘s fun, when we dance together! Show me more!“

🏹 He is a pomefiore student! He is pretty good at dancing! But spending some time with his beloved...? Well, Rook wouldn‘t mind at all!

🏹 The blond would even show you a few dances, but shuts his mouth, because he wants to listen to your beautiful voice as you explain him every step he has to take - even though he knows how to dance it.

🏹 Smiled happily, while he dances with you.

🏹 “Mh? No, I don‘t know how to dance it. But my beautiful teacher might explain it to me!~ Oh my, you‘re blushing!~ No no, I‘m not teasing you at all.“

🎮 “D-D-DANCE?! NO!“ Idia shrieks as he dashes into his room. It‘s not like he doesn‘t want you how to dance with him. Hell, he actually would love it, but he is so shy and afraid to hurt you for being such a bad dancer.

🎮 He only knows how to dances they did in games and animes... But you wanted to do some other ones! Oh no!

🎮 Totally watches plenty of videos, so he is prepared.

🎮 When you walk into the room of the red blushing Ignihyde student, he will stutter and be so shy to hold your hand. But he will try his best to learn from you, so you could dance together more often. Even if his heart might explode due to him being so nervous!

[vixenpen]

Play Thing (Gamer! Shinsou x Thicc Black Reader)

So in case you don’t remember or didn’t read it, in this AU reader is thicc, nerdy, and Black. And Shinsou is her hot gamer neighbor.

Damn.

That was the first thing you both thought when you saw each other.

You had worn a dress, much to Shinsou’s delight. It popped against your brown skin and hugged your curves like a second skin and he couldn’t wait to watch you walk in it.

Meanwhile, you were getting weak in the knees just looking at Shinsou. You’d never seen him so dressed up. His v-neck shirt hugged a broad chest and he wore a leather jacket with all his piercings in.

You bit your lip when he grinned at you and glanced away.

“You look beautiful, bookworm.”

“Thanks...you too.” As soon as the comment left your lips, your cheeks burned. You wanted to slap yourself.

Shinsou laughed, which only made you more embarrassed until he aimed a fond smile at you.

“Well, thanks. I did it for you.” He winked.

You were certain your face was about to combust.

“C’mon, lets go.” He placed a hand on your waist and guided you to his car, even opening the door for you.

As soon as you saw where Shinsou was taking you, you got excited.

“I haven’t been to an arcade in forever!” You exclaimed.

“Yeah?” Shinsou grinned. “This place is one of my favorites. You’ll love it.”

The arcade was huge and dimly lit with neon colors all around. The beeping, buzzing, and ringing of games going off met your ears, and the mouth watering scent of pizza hit your nose.

“The pizza here is delicious, but you can get whatever you like,” Shinsou explained, “they have a surprisingly decent selection of Italian food and it’s all good.”

“Italian food plus a bunch of people confined to one space playing video games?” You wrinkled your nose.

Shinsou laughed. “It‘s not as bad as you think. The food is pretty light.”

“If you say so,” you replied, flipping through the options. You didn’t even notice the violet eyes gazing at you. “I need light anyway. If I eat anymore cheese I won’t be able to fit into my jeans anymore.”

“That’s not a bad thing in my book.”

Your eyes widened at the suggestive comment. You glanced up at the man, but he was scanning the menu with a sly smile.

“Get whatever you want, bookworm, I’ll cover any jeans related expenses you might accrue in the future.” He looked up at you and winked.

The pizza was one hundred percent worth it and Shinsou was right about how delicious it was.

But when it came time to work off all that pizza on the various vintage games, that’s when things got interesting.

“If you think I’m gonna go easy on you just because you’re cute, you’ve got another thing comin’, bookworm.”

“Oh, I would expect nothing less e-boy. Bring it!”

Shinsou was pleasantly surprised by how well you held your own on the various games. Especially Street Fighter, Mortal Kombat, and Mario Cart. Unfortunately you were no match for him in most other games. Still, the two of you were having fun. Neither of you had stopped smiling since you stepped foot in the arcade, and Shinsou was determined to keep it that way.

“Hey, bookworm, I got something cool to show you.”

“Oh?.”

He smiled. “C’mon.”

Shinsou grabbed your hand and led you up a flight of stairs to a second story. The halls were well lit and there were several random doors lining the walls.

“Shinsou,” you whispered, hugging close to him uneasily, “are we...supposed to be up here?”

He laughed. “It’s fine, this this place is actually owned by a buddy of mine, and he stays in the apartment up here. He’s cool with it.”

“If you say so...”

Shinsou led you to the last door in the hall. It was secured with several locks to which he seemed to have a key to every one. He let the two of you inside.

The room was dimly lit with nano leaf lighting along the walls and lava lamps. There was a cool, comfortable black couch facing a huge flatscreen suspended on the wall and—

“Oh my god, a pool table!” You squealed, running over to the pool table set up on the other side of the room.

Shinsou laughed. “Literally every console imaginable is up here, and you’re drawn to the pool table?” He shook his head.

“Hey, shut up!” You grabbed a pool cue and cued up to shoot the white ball, leaning over. “This is the one thing I can actually beat you in, e-boy.”

Shinsou crept closer, eyes roaming your bent over frame. Damn you looked so good in that clingy little dress. His imagination was running wild looking at that fat ass of yours.

You felt the man’s body heat as he leaned over you, gulping when you felt his lips press against your ear.

“Oh really now?” He whispered in a low tone that rolled down your spine.

“I-um..”

Shinsou placed one hand on your hip and another over the hand holding the cue. His various silver rings were cool against your flushed skin.

“Well, bookworm,” he pressed against you from the back, biting back a moan as his groin pressed against your soft ass. “Your form could use a little work.”

“O-oh? How so?”

“For one thing, you wanna get a little deeper into the stance,” he pressed a hand against your back, bending you lower, “juuust like that.”

His voice is a low hum, and you couldn’t help the soft whimper that slipped out of you.

The sound went straight to his dick which flexed against his jeans. Fuck he wanted to draw out more of those pretty little sounds from you.

He decided to test the waters a bit and pressed his crotch closer to your butt. This time there was no mistaking just how...’excited’ your date was. You bit your lip and boldly pressed back against him.

The man leaned your body up and spun you around, holding you tight against him. The two of you stared at each other wordlessly for a moment before finally finding each other’s lips in a hungry kiss.

For all your shyness, you sure as hell knew how to use that mouth of yours. Your tongue wrestled his with just as much enthusiasm as Shinsou was using on you.

The man grabbed your round hips, hoisting you up on the pool table, strong hands working your dress up your thighs and locking your juicy legs around his trim hips.

He broke away to press kisses against your ear and down your neck and against your neck. Your collarbone. Between your soft breasts.

“Hi-toshii~”

Long fingers danced against your clit teasing at the button as violet eyes gazed at you.

“Say it again, y/n.” He urged. His fingers slipped into your heat one by one making you gasp.

“Ahh! Hitoshiii-fuck.”

“God,” he mumbled against your breasts, nibbling your hardening nipples through the flimsy fabric of the dress. “You’re so fuckin’ sex you know that?”

You could only groan in response.

“I’ve been wanting your fine ass for the longest.” He muttered against your neck. “I wanna hear you moan, y/n,” his lips found your ear. “I want you to scream for me.”

Every nasty word had your pussy clenching needy and desperate around his fingers.

“I want it too, Hitoshi,” you whispered back. You hesitated a bit before letting your hand wander down to his bulge. Fuck it felt so solid through his jeans.

A desperate groan slipped from Shinsou’s lips. The two of you worked in tandem to free his straining dick from his pants, and your eyes widened when they landed on the lengthy member.

He pulled a condom from his back pocket and slipped it on before lining the head of himself against your juicy cunt. He held your gaze and dove in entirely; reveling in how your head snapped back and the breathy scream that escaped you as your tight pussy adjusted to his dick.

Shinsou took his time rolling his hips and feeling you pulse and cream on him as your beautiful moans rang out against his ears.

“Ahh, fuckkk,” he sighed, “shit, y/n, you feel even better than I imagined.” He groaned.

“Mmm! Ahh~” Your arms wrapped around his neck to pull him closer. “Yesss, yes, yes!” You cried out against him.

His dick hit deep inside you, hitting your gspot again and again making you sob out. Pleasure burst through your body with every hit.

“Fuck,” Shinsou whispered. He picked you up easily before leaning you over the pool table exposing that juicy chocolate ass to him. “God~” he sighed. He smacked your ass, loving the way it jiggled. He did it again and again until it stungZ

“Ah! Hitoshi! Stop teasing...” you pouted at him over your shoulder.

The look was adorable and only made him hornier.

He aimed a dangerous smirk down at you.

“Fine, baby,” he slid inside you to the hilt.

“Shiiii!”

“Fuck!” He sighed.

His fingers dug into your soft, thick ass.

“Fuck, fuck, fuu-hhhck!” He practically sobbed, digging deep into your juicy pussy from the back so hard it made squelching sounds that jumped off the walls.

“I been wanting to fuck this fat ass of yours for so fucking long, y/n. You have no idea.”

You could only mumble and moan incoherently in response as you twerked your big butt back against his dick.

“This thick fuckin ass of yours..fuck!” He sighed, hands squeezing your big butt hard and slamming you back to meet his snapping hips.

“Hit-Hitoshiii oh my goddd~” you sobbed back. You moaned and cried out against his assault on your pussy.

The man picked up a thick thigh and propped it up on the pool table. The angle helped him to fuck you harder and deeper.

“Come on, baby,” he groaned, gazing down at your melanated skin, glistening with a sheen of sweat. “Cum on this dick. Cum on this fuckin dick.” He spat aggressively

He fucked you just as aggressively, balls smacking you with every dig of his dick.

A loud scream choked out of you, getting strangled and dying as your orgasm burst over you.

“Aaahhhh~”

“Fuuuuck yes!”

Both of you shook as your orgasms swept you up.

Shinsou leaned down to press a kiss against your cheek.

“My bookworm.” He sighed.

“Well,” you whispered back,

“Well what?” He asked.

“Did fucking this fat ass live up to your expectations?” You giggled, a bit delirious from the fuck fest you had just endured.

Shinsou chuckled. “It was even better.”

[20moonchild21]

𝗦𝗲𝗵𝗻𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗵𝘁 [𝗯𝘁𝘀]

⇉ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 3

[Pairing]

Jungkook x female!oc, bunny!JK x human!oc

[Warnings]

mentiones of abuse, abuse, traumatized JK, humiliating, breakdowns, past sexual harassment, mentiones of violence, violence

[Words]

4.6k

[author]

Here is the next chapter. I really hope you like it. It is so fun writing new chapters and creating a new story.

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[chapter 2 ||| chapter 4]

It had been six days, since the girl had found him inside the dark alley way. Six days since she had taken him in with her, and six days since his world had been turned upside down.

Everything he had ever learned in his life, from which he thought they were right and normal, suddenly seemed to be so wrong and cruel. He wasn’t stupid. Of course, in his past he also had wondered if there was a life for him, in which could just be him.

Bred in a laboratory near Seoul, the capital of South Korea, he was soon adopted by a rich couple from New York who were looking for a rare bunny Hybrid. His younger him was so excited to finally be adopted and have a family, instead of some scary people in white coats.

God, had he been wrong.

He was nothing more than a pet for their pleasure. In every way.

A shiver ran down his spine, when he thought about the times the man had run his hands over his sensitive ears, pressing and twisting them. Or when his hands had gone down over his back and into his pants, so he could pull the soft fur of the boy’s fluffy tail. Sometimes, his hands had gone even further down, pinching or slapping his butt cheeks.

The boy felt his cheeks redden at this memory.

At first, he had thought it was an accident. He had made sure to leave some space between the man and him, or wriggle himself out of the man’s grip. Little had he known that he had made things worse by that.

He had gotten many punishments. Some of them were okay for him. They would made him clean the house or the laundry, and sometimes they had would lock him up in the small chamber next to kitchen without some food or drinks for several hours.

This had been some of the harmless punishments.

If he had been really bad, they would made him take of all his clothes, serving either them or their friends as they were over. Other days, they would punched him with this heavy belt or with a bat.

His eyes swelled with tears at this memories. He had always thought that he deserved all of this. He thought it was normal for Hybrids to be subordinated to human. He thought that every time he got a punishment, it had been his fault because he was such a bad Hybrid.

How could he had been so wrong?

Since the girl had taken him in with her, there had been no point where he had felt the urged to hide himself from her. Not even when he accidently dropped the whole package of flour over himself and the floor, while trying to put it up into the top shelf.

The kitchen had stayed silence for a few seconds, before she broke out into the most beautiful laugher he had ever heard. It was not played or evil or meant to hurt him. It was a real, clear laugher, about a funny situation.

He felt himself warming more and more up with every day, getting more and more comfortable while being around the human girl. He also loved the apartment she lived in.

It definitely wasn’t as big as the former house he had lived in. The apartment was small, but he loved anything about it. He loved the soft sofa that was placed in the middle of the living room that was so soft and warms with all its cushions and blankets to wrap oneself in.

He loved the small kitchen that would send out the mouth-watering smell of food every evening.

He loved the white hallway with the photo framed wall that he loved to look at when he was bored, because every time he discovered a new detail of them. Like two day ago, when he looked at the picture of Hope and the older women and suddenly realized that they actually have exactly the same smile.

He loved his own room with the big, soft bed in the middle, on which he loved to lay and read a book when Hope was busy. He had often wondered when she knocked on the door, but she had told him that this room was his private territory, and no one was allowed to enter if he didn’t want to.

Together, him and Hope even had created some kind of a daily routine.

In the mornings after he would wake up around 7.30 am. he would wait for Hope to be done showering. When she was done, she would leave the bathroom for him to go his routine, while starting to prepare the breakfast.

In the bathroom, he would take a quick shower, brush his teeth and hair and change into some new clothes.

Then, he and Hope had some breakfast together, before they both made the dished and he helped her to clean the table. After the dishes were done, Hope would sit down on the same kitchen table, writing something into her laptop, which she said was very important for her university graduation.

He often was a little bit sad that they couldn’t talk to each other while she was working on her essay, but he still tried to be as quiet as possible.

He then would either try to read one of the books standing in her bookshelf, try to sleep or he would watch some TV with the minimum of volume. But yesterday, he had found something more interesting to occupy himself with.

In the corner of the living room, he had spotted Hope’s old guitar. He was so curious that he had carefully asked her about it, and she immediately showed him how to use it. She said that she hadn’t played it in years, because she was too busy with university. But when she had pulled some strings of the wooden instrument, she created such a beautiful melody and Jungkook thought that it sounded absolutely amazing.

She even said, that him practicing the guitar, would not be bothering her while she wrote her terms. So, he tried to play the instrument while she worked. She had showed him how to google for tutorials on YouTube. At first, he was sceptical when the human in the TV screen began to talk to him, but soon, he had realized that he wasn’t actually talking to him, but for everyone who clicked on the video.

Sometimes, he would catch himself how he watched the girl working at the table. He would just stare at how she cringed her nose while her fingers slide over the keyboard, how she chewed on her lips as she read through the thick book, or how her tongue would stick out of her mouth when she was concentration really hard.

Beside the wife of his owner, he had never seen a human girl before. He only had seen some visitors of his owner, with all their make-up, pushed up breasts, heavy perfume and fake laughers. He never had thought at one of them to be beautiful, but Hope was.

He found out that she actually was a year younger than him, but her personality seemed to be much older than his. She never wore too revealing clothes or heavy make-up, nor did she ever covered her scent with perfume.

When he noticed how creepy he would stare at her, deeply absorbed in his thoughts, he would turn his attention back to whatever he had been doing before spacing out.

Once she would be done, usually around noon, they would both go into the kitchen and bake a cake together, that would be eaten in the afternoon. While waiting for the cake to be done in the oven, they would sit on the soft couch and talk about random things.

Jungkook had to admit that talking to the girl was one of his favourite things to do each day. Not only because she was a really funny person, or because her voice was so smooth and soft, but also because she actually talked and listened to him.

In the beginning, he sometimes had hesitated, not wanting to speak too much. But by now, he wasn’t afraid of talking too much and being punished for it. He just could talk as much as he wanted without being stopped.

Hope had told him some stories from her childhood and live. He listened to every detail carefully, wanting to give her the same attention she giving him all the time. She would tell him stories about different items in the house, and she even explained him the photos on the wall next to his room when he had asked about them.

Now he knew that the older women was her mom, who had sadly died a few year ago during a car accident. He felt sorry for her when he saw a tear leaving her eye and for a short moment, he had thought about hugging her. But only for a second. The pain and fear were still bounded too deep onto his bones.

The younger people next to her were her best friend from High School. He didn’t miss the sad tone, as she told him that they hadn’t had talked recently, because every one of them was busy with university and their own lives.

She had also told him about her college life. From what she told him, he assumed that she must be really smart.

But he was even more amazed when she told him about her future plans. Hope wanted to be a lawyer for Hybrid rights, because she thought that they deserve more rights than they have now. She thought that they should be equal to human and that she wanted to give them a voice by standing up for their rights.

He couldn’t believe that she actually was fighting for Hybrids to have all the same rights than human have.

He imagined himself and how he would leave the house to go to work every morning, like every human did each day. He imagines himself and how he would go shopping all by himself, or how he would just walk around the park whenever he wanted to. It must be great to fell that free.

When they would be done eating their cake in the afternoon, Hope would always clean up the apartment a little bit. She said that she didn’t want the house to be sterile, but she wanted it to be tidy. She would use the vacuum to clean up the floor in every room, while Jungkook cleaned up the kitchen from when they had baked.

In the evenings, they would both prepare their diner, before eating it together, making the dishes and watch some more TV, until they both were tired. They would brush their teeth again, before changing into a pair of pyjamas and then go to sleep.

“Jungkoooook! Can you come here for a second, pleeeaaaasee!”

The Hybrid’s ears shot up high in the ear when he heard the girl’s voice coming from the living room. He quickly closed the book he was reading on his bed and laid it onto his nightstand. Slowly and a little bit scared that he had done something wrong, he walked out of his room. He carefully peeked his head around the corner, looking into the living room.

“Hey Jungkook.” The girl waved at him when she saw him standing in the hallway.

The boy gulped. Hope didn’t look mad or angry, so he assumed that he didn’t do anything wrong. Rather than mad, she looked really excited and happy as she made her way over to the couch where the boy suddenly spotted something big.

He curiously made a step further into the living room, slowly making his way up towards her. His mind was filled with questions when he saw the girl walking up to the big, brown box next to the sofa. It was much higher than the small girl, almost his hight, and printed with many different signs and…warnings?

Don’t shake. Caution, heavy package! Lift with care.

“Don’t look so scared, Jungkook.” The girl smiled at him when she saw how he hesitated to come near her. “I have a surprise for you.”

He watched as she pulled a small pocket knife out of the pocket of her jeans. She stepped closer to the package and quickly slide the sharp blade of the knife over the plastic strings that were wrapped around the big box.

“A Surprise?” He whispered in disbelieve. “For me?”

“Yes, for you, silly.” She smiled again, as she cut the last string, leaving only the tape wrapped around the box. “Now come over here. I need your help with this.”

He made two big steps until he had reached the girl and the package. Hope was already pulling at the tape trying to rip it off. He lifted his arms up to the top of the box, pulling the tape that was placed there.

His mind was still filled with questions. Never in his life had someone bought him a present, not even on his birthday. He wondered why she had decided to buy him something this big and heavy, after all, she already shared her apartment with him, and this was more than he could ever ask for. He wondered what was hiding inside the brown cardboard, but he knew that whatever it was, he would love it.

He ripped the last piece of tape off, throwing it onto the pile on the ground. The girl was already holding her knife, slicing open the brown cardboard of the box. When she was done, she laid the piece of metal onto the dining table, before turning around. Her eyes were flickering between the Hybrid and the still closed package.

“Come on. It’s for you.” She said after a few seconds of silence. “Open it.”

He was still looking at the girl with wide eyes, before he snapped out of his trance, and just pulled the brown cardboard away carefully.

He gasped and took a step back. Now standing in the middle of the living room, was a big, red sack. It was round and about his height, with a big metal chain on the top, along with some red, big gloves. He didn’t know what this was supposed to be. Never in his life had he seen something strange like this.

“Do you like it?” The girl squeaked excitedly while jumping up and down.

Did he like it? He didn’t even know what this things was used for. What was he supposed to answer? She looked so excited and happy, and the last things he wanted was to hurt her feelings.

“I – ehm…” He hesitated for a moment. “I like it?”

His answer sounded more like a question, and the girl didn’t miss that.

“You don’t know what this is, do you?” She pulled her left eyebrow up, while she watched in amusement as the boy struggled to find an answer. He was too adorable. “It’s okay, Jungkook. I will show you.”

She walked up to the red sack, standing onto her tippy-toes to reach the red gloves from the top. She pushed them into his arms and gestured for the boy to pull them over his hands.

“This is a punching bag.” She said as she walked behind the so called punching bag. “You can punch and kick it to get stronger, or when you are angry. I just thought – you once said that you think of yourself being too thin, and since you can’t go out, I thought that you would like something like that. We can hang it up in your room if you, but if you don’t want it it’s okay, then I will send it back. Come on, punch it.”

The boy stared at the red gloved that were now covering his hands, before looking up at the girl, checking whether she was serious or not. When their eyes met, she smiled and nodded at him to go on.

He carefully lifted his left hand in the air and pushed it forward. His punch was weakly, as if he was scared to hurt the bag.

The girl encouraged him to hit the bag harder this time. Insuring him that he was not hurting someone.

Jungkook lifted both of his hands this time, like he was actually preparing to fight someone. He threw another punch at the bag, which was much harder this time. Then he threw another one with the other hand.

Something inside him had just been woken up, and he was surprises by the power behind his punches. Before he had come to Hope, he was thin and weak, almost too weak to hold himself on his own legs.

Though he had gained some more weight over the last 7 days, he still was not happy with is body statue. He didn’t want to seem weak anymore. He wanted to be strong and powerful, so he could protect himself so he would never had to fear some human ever again in his life.

Being roommate with the small girl, he had recently developed the primal urge to also want to protect the female from all intruders and dangers coming from outside. So this punching bag could be a good chance to actually gain some muscles.

Over and over again, he punched the bag harder and harder, until the girl, who was still steadying the heavy sack, stooped him.

“Okay, okay!” She laughed, and immediately, Jungkook stopped. “I think it is better to hang it up in your room, or else you will punch me around the room. Come on, help me carrying it.”

Together, they carried the bag into the Hybrid’s room. The girl also brought a hammer and a hook for hanging up the punching bag onto the ceiling. The boy watched in amazement, as she climbed up onto a chair and bringing the hook into the ceiling all by herself.

When she was done, he helped her to lift up the bag and hang it up onto the hook. Proudly, she stepped off of the chair and rubbed her hands.

“Do you like it?” She asked again, this time more referring to the position they had hung up the red bag.

“Yes. I like it very much.” He just whispered, not knowing how to thank her appropriated. “Thank you…Hope. Thank you so much.”

They looked for another seconds at each other, before she said that she had to do some more work. She was about to leave, when she suddenly turned back.

“I forgot something.” She spoke more to herself, as she ran out of the room, leaving the confused boy behind. She came back a few minutes later, holding something black in her hands. “I actually have another surprise for you. Well…it’s not actually a surprise but more like a recommendation from me to you.”

She walked back inside the room, making her way up towards his bed. She asked him if she could sat down and he nodded, taking a seat next to her. Jungkook could sense her racing heartbeat and her nervousness. She lifted the black object and placed it on his lap carefully.

“This is a notebook. I – I know that you have been through some tough times, and it’s okay that you don’t want to talk about it with me. But if you ever feel like you need to get something off of you mind, you can just write it in here. Believe me, it helps very much to organized one’s mind into a notebook. I used one for myself when I was younger and didn’t want to talk to someone. So – here.”

Carefully, she lifted her hand and laid it on his for a moment. She knew that he was still afraid when it came to physical affection, but she just needed him to know that she cared.

Jungkook just stared at the notebook and then at her hand that was covering his. His cheeks blushed slightly when he realized that they were actually touching. But somehow, he didn’t feel the urge to pull away.

“The Simpsons, again?” The girl groaned and threw her head backwards, closing her eyes. “Don’t you ever get tired of it?”

When she opened her eyes again, she immediately was confronted with those big, brown orbs staring into hers. How could she say no? She sighed loudly, while pressing the right button onto the remote.

“Your play wasn’t fair.” She muttered, as she bent over and snatched the bowl of popcorn out of the Hybrid’s hands.

This day had been more then exhausting for the girl, but also a day of many happy occasion. First of all, she had finally finished the majority of her paper terms. It wasn’t perfect yet, but being done so early she had plenty of time for working on the details.

Jungkook wasn’t so pleased when she had worked twice as long for finishing her terms, meaning that he had to bridge twice as much time alone. He had tried a few times to convince her stop working for today, but when he realized that she wouldn’t go after his demand, he just pouted and went to his own room.

Hope had noticed the process Jungkook had made over the past two weeks which made her extremely proud.

Not only mentally, he became much more confident, but also physically. Since the day she bought him his punching back, he had been practicing almost every day. She would hear the dull tones of his gloves hitting the bag, while she would sit in front of her laptop in the dining room.

His skin and body looked much healthier, now. With his cheeks red and more plump, and with his shoulder and arms that seemed to get much and much broader every day, there was nothing left from the shy, injured boy from two weeks ago.

She had also noticed, that he actually wasn’t too averse to physical affection as she had thought. She thought that she had crossed a border when she touched his hands without his permission a few day before, but since then, he only seemed to trust her more.

He wouldn’t pull his hands away anymore, when their hands accidently touched. He also wouldn’t sit on the couch as far away from her as possible, instead, he even agreed to share the same blanket two nights ago.

He also had taken in her recommendation when she had given him the notebook. She sometimes watched him as he was bent over the small book, writing something in with fast and hectic movements. Sometimes, she wondered if he was actually writing, or if he was just sketching some pictures or signs. But then, he could read, so she assumed that he had learned how to write, too.

When he was done, he would just lay his pen aside, and stare at the book for several minutes, completely spaced out. She wanted to ask him what he was thinking about, but decided to not go for it. He should always have the chance to organize his thoughts without her bothering him.

The second exciting thing that had happened this day, was Jungkook accompanying her towards the grocery store. It wasn’t planned at all, but lately he had asked her more often if there was a chance that he could leave the apartment. At least one time.

Lucky for him, he had a short fluffy tail that was normal hidden by his shorts, and his ears could be easily covered by a beanie. He had looked like a normal, healthy and happy young man, when he had strolled behind her through the hallways of shelves.

It made her even more sat that he indeed was a normal boy. He had never asked to be bred in a laboratory. He had never asked to be threatened like a slave in his own home, and he especially deserved nothing mor than to feel normal. One day – One day he would get the chance to feel normal. She would to anything in her power to give him that chance.

“We can also watch something else if – if you want.” Jungkook ripped her out of her thoughts.

He had curled up under the blanket beside her, nudging his head into the soft pillow behind him. His ears were sprawled out to one side and all over the soft cushion, as well as his deep brown hair. The day in the supermarket had really worked him out.

The boy was so focused on the TV playing his favourite cartoon, that he didn’t notice how the girl took a quick picture of his being curled up on the couch. She looked at the taken picture for a few seconds, before closing her phone and throwing into onto the couch.

A sudden idea came into her head. The boy’s birthday was coming up soon, and she was still thinking of a nice surprise for. She knew he loved all of the photos that were placed all around the apartment. He loved to look at them every morning while she worked, and he loved even more when she told him the story behind every single photo, even if she had told them to him for several times.

What if he would wake up on his birthday, leaving his room and seeing a photo of him framed and hung up onto the wall? She actually like that idea.

She snapped out of her thoughts and looked for her phone. Why did she had to throw it away so far from her? She groaned. If she wanted to memo her idea, she needed to move now. She pushed the blanket away and bent over to reach her phone.

While doing so, she accidentally pushed her hand onto the remote, that laid next to her. The TV screen went black for a moment, before popping up with a new picture.

In the middle of the screen was now a news reporter talking. Hope didn’t pay him any attention. She was still occupied with her phone, when suddenly the Hybrid next to her shot up from his lying position.

He sat straight up, his mouth slightly open and his ears high up in the ear. Like paralyzed, his wide open eyes were fixed on the screen where the report was still talking about something the girl hadn’t caught yet.

“Jungkook?” She asked quietly, but he didn’t’ move an inch. “Jungkook, are you –“

“Shhhhh!” He didn’t even looked at her, as he shushed her shut, pointing his finger wildly onto the TV screen.

“…Unfortunately, the police had not been arriving in time. Witnessers though spotted some of the rarest breeds under the illegal participant Hybrids. Among them were Asiatic lions, some Azawakh dog and even an Amur Leopard. All of these Hybrids belong to the rarest breeds of the world. Dealing or participating them in illegal fighting clubs is highly is highly punished…”

Bullshit. None of those people will ever be arrested, and this guy in the TV knew it. If illegal dealers or ZCM’s, so called ‘Zoo Club Members’ or owners who send their Hybrids to illegal fighting clubs, were caught, there was neither someone who wanted to defend the Hybrids in front of the judge, nor no one even cared to actually bring the case in front of a judge.

She turned her head over to the hybrid sitting on her couch, but she wasn’t prepared for what she saw. When he had jumped up from the couch, she thought that he got scared because of the sudden change of the TV channel, but what she saw broke her heart.

The bunny Hybrid had laid his ears flat against his head, while big tears were spilling out of his eyes. Between short sobs and gasps he whispered two words all over again.

“Jin Hyung.”

[inspirations | recommendations] ⇉ 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘀!

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[mollysfoundfamily]

What are the epithet erased folks like when they're drunked?

Oh ho ho ho this is going to be fun! ( alcohol and drunk Tigger warning though)

Molly: No. No. No. No. no alcohol for the baby. EVER! Percy doesn’t even anything that even looks like it get close to her and her young still forming brain!! the others have kind of an unspoken rule about it to. SHES. JUST. TOO. PURE.

she hasn’t told them that her dad used to let her drink pumpkin spice beer at thanksgiving yet.

Sylvie: Don’t tell percy but Sylvie drinks wine the most respectable and classy of all adult beverages when he’s at office parties. The others are reluctant to let a 15 year old do it but he insists he‘s more then responsible enough. It’s purely to study the complex flavors anyway (he’ll never admit it but they all taste like expired cough syrup to him) not to get totally inebriated for the sake of it.... that part happened on accident. It only takes about one glass to do it and He goes into beef beef sheep mode but as a drunken out loud ramble. He comes up with alot of “ground braking theories“ when he gets like this too. He was once convinced that motion wasn’t real it‘s just an illusion our brains cook up to help us cope with our frozen world!!! He’ll just keep rambling and hiccuping for hours every once and a while admitting something very very embarrassing like How he doesn’t know what half the big words he uses mean or that his coffee is actually just chocolate milk until he eventually passes out on top of a pile of very tipsy sheep sucking his thumb.... which is usually fallowed by a visit from a very very glitchy beefton Who has fish fins for some reason because drunk dreams apparently aren’t as stable as regular dreams.

Giovanni: Gio doesn’t even really like alcohol (mostly because of Debby) but sneaks into bars every now and then because underage drinking is a major crime!! He can’t stomach anything unless it’s drowned in sweet strawberry staved ice or a million different juices and of course a tiny umbrella and it only takes one of those to get him waisted... His whole face flushes totally red even his ears! He’s somehow even louder and more obnoxious then usual! Dancing on tables swinging form ceiling fans yelling at strangers who don’t tip or harass The bar tenders and getting into fist fights with them which he usually loses (making out with crusher that one time) his few inhibitions completely out the window along with the Bar‘s jukebox.... it’s the only time he’s ever committed any kind of real crimes. Then on the second on he just Starts maniacally laughing and crying at the same time. Its actually pretty scary to witness so thank goodness Bear trap ain’t around. Until It eventually just becomes crying about all the mean stuff he did and how great it is but how it’s awful too and how he doesn’t wanna be mean but you have to be mean to be a bad guy so does that mean he doesn’t wanna be a bad guy? and really feels like he should have taken that four year baseball scholarship to the city’s top medical College!!

Mera: She’s a little harder to get waisted mostly Because she has to be really careful not to brake the fancy glasses her drinks come in. When she does it only makes her get more grumpy and makes her start scream ranting about how terrible life is and how terrible people are and just how much everything and everyone sucks all the time... expect for Indus

her affection for him is turned up a hundred fold she’ll throw herself on top of him and nuzzle into him like a kitty squeezing his muscles! She’ll ramble on about how he’s the handsomest sweetest person in the history of ever and how she doesn’t deserve him and just wants to kiss his big dumb face and from there it trails off into.... pg 13 territory untill she passes out and a very red faced indus has to carry her home.

Indus: Indus is also pretty hard to get drunk since he’s so huge it’s only ever happened once. It was from one to many of those wooden pints of ale at this theme bar because of course it was. Everyone there thought he was an actor or something and kept asking for selfies because he kept singing broken warrior drinking ballets and challenging people to drinking contests which only made things worse. After winning about 5 he couldn’t say too words without braking into giggle fit or hiccuping his head off. It would have been kinda cute if he hadn’t also lost all motor control, completely forgot how strong he was and smashed almost everything and everyone he came in contact with. He hugged about 7 people into the hospital, smashed a hole on the bar. and then tried to fight a forklift. But he probably would have done that last one anyway.

Percy: (aka the one you’re all waiting for) Has only ever taken a drink once in her life. Ramsey thought Champagne would be a good way to celebrate after closing a big case together... he has never regretted anything so much. She took one sip and she was immediately completely intoxicated a Drunken delinquent unable to control her own actions or the already rapidly forming addition she was suffering from. But she would work as hard as she could to get sober and decided to check herself into the nearest rehab center. He tried to stop her but she was determined to go strait there but she wouldn’t allow herself to operate a motor vehicle under such conditions so she decided to walk there right through the middle of heavy traffic. Once again totally unable to control her rash decisions. He eventually got her to come back thankfully without getting hit. Only for her to run straight into a stop sign. She got back up again immediately and acted like nothing was wrong even though blood was pooring out of her swelled up nose! He tried to take her to the hospital but she insisted on staying to defend her honor again the offending sign as irrational displays of strength was a common drunken activity. But electrocuting it was probably not the best idea since it sort of acted as a lightning rod and fired the underground wires the ran underneath it blacking out the next 5 city blocks. The video of the whole thing when viral and Percy uses as an example of the dangers of alcohol For the kids.

Ramsey: The man can afford freaking gold laced Champagne but chooses box rosé in the basement watching Adam Sandler movies like the king he is.

But somehow with out fail he will always always always wake up the next morning in the master sweet of a yacht he just bought with a bunch of passed out strangers half of which are furries in a giant pile of money totally unable to move his face because of the back ally Botox he got done. wearing nothing but his boxers, gold chains with a little gold rats on them, and solid gold crocks still holding that box of rosé....

Zora: We’ve done drunk Zora art here before she’s pretty much exactly what you would expect downing whisky and beer left and right just to see how far she can go!! Her competitiveness goes through the roof and she’s challenging anyone to anything darts, arm wrestle, poole, russian roulette, jump rope, anything she was one of the said people Indus got into a drinking contest with and the only one he lost too! She really isn’t that much different then her usual self since she drinks pretty regularly and has the highest tolerance out of everyone.

extra because I had too!!

Howie: It seems like its impossible to get him drunk. His worker bees get him to try and loosen up a little because like it or not he needs it. But he’s already downed 10 giant beers and seems totally the same.... until he gets a call about a new job gets up and walks right through the wall of the bar leaving a Howie shaped hole behind him.

[icedthoma]

Hello hello, I really like your stuff (especially Todoroki’s) 💖 Okay so I was thinking, maybe Bakugou realizing he has this really big crush on a childhood friend? I’m a sucker for childhood prompts 🥺👉🏼👈🏼

AHH A QUEEN HAS GRACED MY INBOX 🥺🥺 Thank you!! I love childhood prompts too omg

BAKUGOU KATSUKI

Your parents were really close with his, and that’s how the two of you met despite the fact you went to a different elementary school and eventually middle school.

Gatherings with both your families used to be awkward, but over time you bonded over the fact you had wit to match his explosive personality and were just as stubborn/passionate as he was about being a hero.

The two of you always hated whenever your parents teased him about how well the you got along.

“So, when’s the wedding?”

“SHUT UP,” you and Bakugou would yell at the same time, glaring up at your parents, the good old days when you two were shorter than them, as your mom would say, before latching hands and angrily running out of the room.

“You don’t want to get married to me, right?” you ask once the two of you are safe from any teasing jabs.

“Of course not,” Bakugou yells, knocking your hand away from his. “That’s disgusting, and you’re annoying. And you have a stupid face.”

“Did you just say I was ugly?” Your eyes begin to water with tears, and Katsuki feels himself groaning internally. He hates whenever you cry, whether from a fight you had with your parents or scraping your knee, because he always feels like crying whenever you do, and it’s stupid because he‘s eight years old and crying isn’t something he’d stoop so low to resign himself to.

“I’m telling on you,” you say, face lighting up at the fact of Bakugou getting a lecture from his mom, and race back towards where your parents were chatting in the kitchen.

“Wait—no!” Katsuki shouts, charging toward you and grabbing your wrist before you could exit the room. “You can’t tell on me.”

“Why not? I can do what I want.” You stick your tongue out him sassily, one hand on your hip.

“I didn’t even say you were ugly,” he mutters. “You’re my best friend. That’s better than being married, anyway.” He hates how his face uncomfortably prickles with heat, but it‘s worth it because you aren’t crying anymore, and are instead glaring at him with the beginnings of a smile on your face and calling first dibs on the hero role in your heroes and villains game. He’d rather have you somewhat mad at him than crying because of him, he reasons.

Maybe just this once he’ll let you play the hero first.

After you graduate middle school, both of you apply to UA and walk together to take the entrance exam. He waves all your anxious thoughts away in a way that’s borderline complimenting you. You appreciate the thought.

You call him as soon as you get your acceptance message, screaming into your phone with such joy he can barely make out what you’re saying.

He can’t resist the little rush that floods through his chest when thinks about being able to actually see you at school.

I mean, who wouldn’t want to see their best friend more?? That’s all it is.

You come over to his house multiple times a week to “study” (y’all just end up playing video games because he can never focus with you around, not that he minds, anyway)

When the dorms are put into place it’s even better! You’re almost always in his room in your free time, even if the two of you just do your own thing separately the whole time. Just being together is enough.

There are no problems until you come to him one day during lunch with the biggest grin he’s ever seen.

“What’s got you so happy?” he snarks, and you explain that you were just asked out from someone in class 1B, Bakugou doesn’t remember their name.

“Well that’s just stupid,” he says after you’re done gushing, and again when you leave his table early to eat with your date? He doesn’t know, only that he hates the twisting feeling of jealousy in his chest that has no reason to be there because the two of you are comfortably friends, best friends, and that’s better than anything else, even marriage...

Katsuki says it one more time from the comfort of your bed when you try on yet another outfit and once again ask his opinion about it.

“It’s not stupid,” you say calmly, looking at yourself in the mirror from every angle. “I want to look nice.”

“You never put this much effort when we go out,” Bakugou grumbles, arms folded and neck craned to watch you dig through your closet.

You sigh. “It’s different with you, Kacchan.”

“How, though?”

“I don’t care if I look messy when we hang out,” you say matter-of-factly. “You’re just going to make fun of me, anyway.”

“What? You and your stupid face?”

You emerge from your closet, brow raised skeptically. “You calling me ugly?”

Bakugou sits up from your bed as he looks you up and down in your final chosen outfit. There’s a quiet allure in the way you flush under his full attention, hands awkwardly held behind your back as you await the inevitable snarky comment he’ll throw your way...

His palms are damp with sweat for some reason, and he swallows hard. You look beautiful.

“Oh. That was unexpected.”

Did he really just say that out loud? Someone please kill him now.

Long after you’ve gone, he can’t get that image of you out of his head. He wonders what it would be like to have you dress up that nicely for him whenever the two of you go to see a movie or hang out at the mall.

It’s...not a bad thought.

Well, he had practically known you his whole life, so why is he getting all confused over something as trivial as this? Unless...

No. No. It couldn’t be.

...but it was.

And he had realized it all too late.

[psychicbergara]

A few days ago I visited a friend I haven’t seen in a while. We used to watch Buzzfeed Unsolved together and both loved the show. But apparently he hasen’t watched any Watcher content, so I showed him a few videos. He liked the Watcher shows for their quality and the effort that went into making the content. However he said he won’t continue watching Watcher videos in the future. One reason for this decision was a certain observation he made. My friends favorite always was Shane and while watching Watcher videos he was quite surprised, because in his opinion Shane has changed. He even said, that Shane seems fake in some of the videos, like he is acting/ performing more than in the old Unsolved days.

I was very astonished by his claim. I kinda get where he is coming from.??? But tbh I’m just sad that Watcher can’t become what Unsolved was for us.😔 Anyway I think I just needed to vent.

im sorry anon but i literally cannot disagree with you more fkdhdjdh and i dont mean that in a harsh way because i can understand where you’re coming from and it’s sad that unsolved is over and things arent quite the same— i get that

but to say that shane is fake and/or performative in watcher videos simply isnt true. other than puppet history videos where he quite literally has to perform/act, he isnt being fake like at all. they do mention in videos that ryan and shane ramp their personalities up by like x1000 so it can be entertaining, but that’s not fake, it’s just them doing the most and theyre still acting like themselves.

and obviously i dont know shane personally so i cant make the most definitive statement, but him being different than he was at the beginning of unsolved is just him changing as a person. i do believe he grew to become a lot softer than he was at the start of unsolved and/or he’s just revealing that part of his personality more.

his relationship with ryan also changed, they understand each other more, he likes that ryan believes in ghosts and they play less into that antagonistic dynamic they had in earlier seasons of unsolved. in weird wonderful world, tourist trapped, puppet history, top 5 beatdown, etc, they still have a competitive dynamic but shane has said a lot lately that he doesn’t like to argue with ryan. and so he doesnt do it as often. their banter is still there obviously but you can tell it’s with a lot more care. and shane seems to be typically a chill and calm person and you see that a looot more in watcher videos versus his chaotic nature in unsolved. he’s also a pretty private person and he likes to keep some things to himself.

and with watcher not being the same as unsolved— yes unsolved will always have a place in our hearts and it truly gave us the best, funniest moments, but watcher isnt meant to be the same!! it’s something new and exciting and fun and their shows are creative and amazing and hell, ghost files isnt even here yet. the boys are doing something new with it and i hope you‘ll watch it!! obviously our tendency is gonna be comparing it to unsolved, but we’re giving it a chance and i wholeheartedly believe it‘s gonna be so much better under ryan’s creative control.

so this turned into a long essay im sorry fkjskd i didnt mean to rant but what im getting at is that shane is being more himself in watcher videos than being fake or performative. idk if this long response will convince you otherwise but i hope it helps a little bit.

[madelion]

hey, i'm an artist (or so i'm pretending to be) and i absolutely ADORE your art style and the way you draw so beautifully. What are some tips or what is some advice you could give me on anatomy, use of color or digital drawing generally? I've posted my art like once but I was so nervous of what people might think of it I made something super different to my actual style, so if you scroll on my page don't find it because i hate it lmao

Anyway, I would really like to hear what's some advice you have to give!

Hi!!! First of all, thank you so much for your sweet comment it means so much to hear that 🥺

So my bIGGEST TIPS I can possibly give (this is gonna be long I apologize in advance):

1. always always always use references.

I cannot stress this tip enough.

Whether it‘s for a certain pose you want to draw: you can go on Pinterest/google to find poses, clothing ideas, hairstyles, lighting, scenery. use references for EVERYTHING. no matter what people say it is not cheating. Sometimes we luck out and we magically draw the poses straight from our brain, but honestly that’s rare.

And it doesnt all have to be from real life. You can take inspiration from other artist whose styles you look up to/admire. For me that’s viria94(Instagram), aleikats, alexiakhodanian(twitter), spidertams(instagram) and many others! Obviously you don’t want to copy your inspirations, but you can learn so much from just observing their artwork :) Your inspirations will most likely change dramatically overtime because your art style will grow as you continue to improve. These inspirations are going to be a mashup of things you like about each individual style. And eventually, you’ll learn how to incorporate some of those elements into your own art which in turn: helps you find your own voice/style with your artwork.

but also, don’t forget to not copy them exactly lol. It’s one thing to “copy” an art style as a way to personally practice in your own time (which is totally okay to do!) But there is definitely a fine line between practicing/outright copying and claiming it as your own work. I hope that made sense???

2. Redraws

this is something I only just started doing, but it has helped my artwork improve immensely. I redraw scenes from shows and movies that I love (which I will get to this tip in a second). And then because the scene is already set for you, it helps you not only practice anatomy (especially if you’re referencing real people), but also lighting, setting up compositions, and in general practicing this over time will help you refine your art style!

3. Draw from life

Not everyone has a realistic art style, nor do they need to have one. However, it is important to understand the ”rules” before you can break them. And what I mean by that is that by practicing realistic anatomy, you get to understand proportions/how the body works in relation to itself. Because even though everyone is shaped differently from each other, there is still an overall similarity we all have with one another. And honestly all you have to do will go into my next point:

4. watch tutorials

Cannot even tell you how many tutorials I have watched over the years. I will forever be on YouTube trying to learn how to do something. this honestly goes with the references section because it just helps so so so much. Having someone show you exactly what to do is so beneficial because they’ll move you through the exact motions you need to do to get to the end result. I remember when I first started really getting into art, I loved drawing realistic eyes and lips. so I watched tutorials of that all the time and now it’s pretty much second nature to me.

since you asked about the use of color, anatomy, and digital drawing… this is gonna be golden for helping you okay. I might have taken a color theory class a couple quarters ago at school… but trust me I’m still winging the whole color thing. howEVER, tutorials will be your best friend when it comes to these things I pROMISE.

5. TAKE BREAKS

please for the love of all things do not push yourself to be creative when your mind refuses to do so. some of our best work/ideas appear when we’re bored or doing something else entirely.

taking a break means go do something else you enjoy. For me that’s: playing my favorite video game, watching my favorite show/movie, reading a book, talking to my friends or family, baking, writing. just do something else!

the moment you try to force yourself to finish a drawing when you’re really not in the mindset to do so (unless this thing you’re drawing is for school… that’s an entirely different thing trust me lol), you’re just going to lead yourself into an art block. So many artists pressure themselves to draw everyday because yeah it can lead to improvement, but back in my anne with an e days when I felt pressured to put out fan art consistently for the show, it led me to what was probably my longest art block EVER. and it sucks because I ender up losing the inspiration to draw for a show that I loved a lot. So always remember to pace yourself and take care of yourself before anything else <3

6. Draw what you love

so often we feel pressured to draw what others want us to draw. But that shouldn’t matter. yes, it’s good to be aware of the people that may look at your art/follow your art account, but that should never dictate the work that you create.

for some people they love drawing original characters and creating stories, others might only love drawing animals, some people have certain themes in their artwork, and others, like me, purely like drawing fan art.

when you draw something you love, your artwork will always turn out better because that means you’re having fun making it.

and for me personally, I cannot whip out original characters for the life of me unless it’s for a grade LOL. So when it comes to drawing, that’s why I stick to fan art.

NOW I KNOW THIS WAS SUPER SUPER LONG but I really hoped this helped in some sense!!!

But thank you so much for asking, I’m always more than happy to give out some advice/tips :) I’m looking forward to seeing more art from you!

[curlyhairedprince]

5 days anon:

Started following him around 2020... Because one of my favorite influencer posted her reaction after knowing what watermelon sugar was about. I was curious because I heard this song all the time...it was all over the social media and (at my workplace for some reasons) so I watched WMS music video, I was like it's a fun song and I thought Harry is singing about how he can't go a day without making a lady cum or something 💀 I liked his face honestly. I knew about one direction but not much. I guess I was never a het Harry because I have never thought or done things like they do on twitter. I saw some yt shorts of Harry interviews and they sounded different how his image was. Also I had a very vague idea about closteting or pr relationship

So I just randomly started searching things about Harry and found a lot of stuff. My biggest mistake was to google him I guess.. Because those articles were shit. I thought either he is this kind of guy who is a womanizer and keeps on cheating on his girlfriends or there's something more. I liked him with Taylor because I had seen videos how "two ghosts" is about Taylor. I don't know why but two ghosts felt such a love song, so pure. It was the only one I could relate to any of his girlfriends, only because of blue eyes (how dumb). Fine line and Camille didn't make much sense to me. Fine line didn't feel like a breakup album to me, more like some sad stuff in relationship then happy ending. Harry's house, according to me is about a long term relationship (I mean all the love songs). There's no way I'd believe he wrote that for his two years girlfriend.

Between all these I always saw Larry stuff but never clicked on those videos or posts because I thought it was all fan made. It was Victoria Secret Video that made me doubt Harry's sexuality 💀 I saw Larry moments and everything, I've watched tons of Harry interviews and moments and wherever during 1D and after 1D...and I've never ever seen that look he has for Louis for anyone else. That look made me a larrie. How comfortable, calm he looks with Louis in almost every pic and video of them together. There's no way fake walks with any of his fake girlfriends can be compared to that!!

I found tumblr through an online friend, saw theories and proofs and moments and everything. Here I am a new baby larrie.

I'd have started to hate Harry if there wasn't this whole another and real side of him. Whatever he looked like through Google articles about him was just not someone you can stan crazily even if he's pretty af.

This was my story, I probably missed a lot of stuff. Also English is not my first language so I don't know if whatever I said makes sense.

xx

Oh darling this is such a wilde ride! I am glad you made it out at the other side and we‘re more than happy to have you 🥺 I love how it started with „I like his face“ because yeah don‘t we all aljdks

Tbh as you said, if you really think that he‘s the womanizer and cheater the press/ gp makes him out to be I just cant imagine having a fun fandom experience so I hope you will be much happier with us! I also love how the Victoria’s Secret thing made you doubt cause yeah… that was something

And dont worry about your english, it‘s perfectly fine. If you have any questions whatsoever you‘re always welcome in my askbox!

[honeytama]

Emergency Contact

Spinner (Shuichi Iguchi) X Fem!Reader

A/N: This was so fun to write! I’m loving the idea of phone sex right now, but also the idea of subby Spinner. So why not both? Here’s another fic about my favorite! Tagged: @knifeewifee​

Summary: Spinner phone calls his sweet girlfriend late one night to update her on his trip. The next morning, he gets a surprise visit.

Warnings: Smut (18+), established romantic relationship and pet names, cussing, praise kink, JOI (jerk off instructions), masturbation, oral (giving), riding

Word Count: 4.3k

Spinner lays against a plush comforter on the bed of a private hotel room with a throw blanket wrapped around his sore legs soothing him to relax after a long day of fighting. Although, the bed still feels less warm without his most favorite person in the world there with him. His favorite person even compared to the man that inspired him to fight for a greater cause; the entire reason he was away from you right now.

He sticks his neck out every day for his comrades and the people around him so that they’ll eventually have a life better than the one dealt to them. And you’re on his mind the entire way through. He slings his arm over his face, resisting the urge to call you and risk distracting him from the League’s current mission.

Spinner lays thinking about how your body would feel against him, how you would probably be eating room service dessert with him right now, and then seducing him with whipped cream upon your lips enough to get him fucking your supple body into the memory foam mattress. He could even imagine you ordering a breakfast spread the morning after; knowing you so well.

These thoughts that flood his head and warm his face convince him to dig out his cell phone from his sweatpants’ pocket. He taps to your contact and calls, hoping you would pick up soon. There isn't any time difference, right?

—

You sit at your desk working on an assignment for your job, your face leaning in your palm as you click through tens of slides. Honestly, you didn't have to be working that late into the night, but it felt better to have a task to distract yourself from your best friend and lover is away. Within the time you’ve been an item, this incident has only come up a couple times, so it's been difficult to understand the empty feeling you experience in bed each night passing.

Suddenly, your phone starts to buzz against the hardwood of the desk. Picking your hand up from your computer mouse, you flip the phone over to check the contact. Your eyes widen and your shoulders perk up to the name written across the screen. You immediately hit the answer button and lift it to your ear.

“Hi, love,” a smile beaming across your face. “Are you alright?” your excited expression slightly falters when you realize he might be calling as an emergency. Maybe he’s hurt?

“Yeah, yes, I’m just fine, sweetie, hey,” he responds quickly to ease your nerves. “I just wanted to call and catch up while I can. I miss you so much, Y/N.” His voice dancing through the speaker directly into your ear makes him feel closer than he actually is. It’s lower than usual, so probably a mix of the microphone filtering and exhaustion from a long day. Either way, the vibrations of his gruff tone send waves of satisfaction down your spine.

“It feels so good to hear your voice, babe.” you lower your voice to a comforting whisper. “So, what’s up, how’s everything going?’ You move from your desk chair and shut off your computer, deciding to move all of your attention to him.

“It‘s been a lot of work, but everyone here is putting in their best effort,” you hear him say as you climb into your shared bed to rest against the mountain of throw pillows stacked across the headboard. Spinner feels his throat tighten recognizing the sound of the rustling sheets beneath your body. His attention being interrupted by the thought of watching you crawl across the mattress in those mini pajama shorts you usually wear to bed. The cups of your ass showing proudly to him as you sway your hips to tease him before you lay close together. “Actually, speaking of them,” he continues. “We were put up in a hotel for the night and I actually got a suite to myself. Could you believe it, baby?” he laughs softly.

You position yourself snugly into your usual side of the bed. It feels more comfortable to leave his space open, especially when you can still smell his scent on the pillows and favorite blanket beside you. “Oh my god, the League of Villains gets to spend a night in a swanky hotel! That’s so nice, love. I hope you’re enjoying it, I wish I could be there with you,” you gush.

“I know, it would be so amazing if you could come along with me. But, I don't want you to get hurt over my job. That would kill me,” as always, you hear the compassion in his voice that comes whenever he talks about protecting you from his actions.

“I understand, cutie, it’s okay,” you smile. “But, you know I am strong enough to take on some of the people you fight, even without huge muscles like yours,” you tease, your subconscious pushing you to change the subject to something more erotic. You silently hope you could ease his tensions about his dangerous lifestyle. Being alone gives you way more time to wonder about what will happen once he returns, but sometimes it’s even more fun to be impatient.

“C'mon,” he groans. “Don’t say it like that, sweetheart,” laughing as his hand runs through his loose hair. “I still have a few more days out here without you. And, uh, tonight’s the only night I have privacy… It’ll be the only time I’ll get to, ya know…”

“What, I totally wasn’t coming onto you? I wasn’t trying anything, I swear. I was just complimenting the talent of my hard-working boyfriend,” you tease, waiting to pull your favorite reaction from him.

“I definitely wouldn't mind having you come onto me right now,” your touch starved boyfriend says in a low voice, slightly embarrassed by his forwardness. Since being experienced before you, an ounce of attention towards his hormonal brain sends him wanting loads more.

Jackpot.

“You would love it if I came onto your face, huh, love?” you breathe out, a wide grin holding residence on your face.

“Holy shit, yes baby,” he chokes out. His empty hand is already roaming down his abdomen in anticipation.

“Or, my slick easily running down my thighs onto you after both of your cocks stretch me to my limit…” you tantalize, testing the waters for how far he wanted to go.

A low, long groan sounds into your ear. Spinner slowly rocks his hips upward in frustration, his palm finally reaching the top of his prominent bulge.

“If you’re wearing it, pull your tank off, Shuichi,” you gently command.

“Shi-,” he attempts to pull his top off with one hand, but the action taunts him when he realizes to pull it off with both. Removing his hand from his pants, he pulls the tank over his head and shucks it to the corner of the room. The second his attention is back on you, he turns his phone to the speaker to set it on his pillow. Both hands are fully free now. “Love, what are you wearing right now?”

“One of your extra tanks and some soft teeny shorts. Why?” acting oblivious to the actual meaning of his question.

“God, those shorts, I might have been thinking you- in them,” he breathes out. “Could I see? Send a pic, or we could video call. Fuck, anything,” he groans impatiently.

You smile to yourself as he admits to being needy, and it only encourages you to brave up and push into the mood more. “If you’re a good boy, I’ll send you whatever you’d like. Right now you’re just going to listen to my voice and follow exactly what I say for you to do. Deal?” You drop your voice into a sultry tone.

“Deal. I’d do anything,” Shuichi whines.

“Ok,” you pull away from the phone to take deep breaths before continuing. “Relax and lay back.

Are you comfortable?”

“Mhm.”

“With one hand, massage your hard-on over your pants. And with your other… pretend it’s mine as you trail over your stomach,” you instruct sensually.

Spinner follows your words carefully as he grinds his palm into his groin. His fingers wrap roughly around the circumference of the prominent outline in his pants trying to add friction to his prick that rests underneath layers. His other palm slides against his abdomen to lightly caress the muscle beneath it.

Imagining him in such a position, you pull your hand to one of your breasts and roll a nipple between your fingers. The thin material of the tank top is the only thing stopping you from feeling the soft skin of your chest. You set the phone down on the bed on the speaker, and continue your ministrations. “My hand is running against each of your abs, my fingers tracing the intricate grooves made by your scales. You have the hottest body, Shuichi,” you moan into the phone as you begin to pull your shorts down your legs.

“Mmm,” he moans involuntarily. “Ah- tell me, are you- touching yourself, too?”

“You’ll find out eventually,” your tease happily. “Tonight’s about you, and I'm sure you're following my instructions to the letter. Right? Because if not, remember, you won’t be getting any proof of how wet my pussy is tonight.”

“Shit, when you talk like that, I- I can’t- I can’t handle it, Y/N,” he whimpers.

“Well, I really want to see how long you can last, Spinner,” you say pulling your top over your head. “So, you can take your cocks out, now.” He groans as he quickly tugs his sweatpants down his thighs. Both weeping pricks springing free from against the right waistband. Precum clings to his pants creating thin, sticky ropes of a clear liquid that make a mess of his lower stomach. “I'm sure they kinda hurt from throbbing against your pants, aching for some relief. Would you like some relief, sweetie?

“Yea-yes, Y/N,” he stutters.“Please, let me touch myself.”

“Hmm, you may, but just one. Don’t dare try to wrap your fist around both of them.” your voice is low. You lay in bed in only your underwear and quietly pull them to the side to give your clit some relief of its own.

“Ahh, Y/N,” Shuichi moans while stroking his thick cock languidly, tossing glances at his other cock leaking precum against his pubis. “You would give me head if you were here right? You know I can’t stand the teasing when we’re face to face. This feels so- so different. God, you’re so- ah- hot.”

Both of you, especially Spinner, are usually shy about sexual advances in person, so trying this new way of sending sexy messages felt so good. “Mmm, Shuichi,” you breathe out. Your fingers lacing through your slicked folds while you listen to the clicking of each of his jerks through the phone. “Just for that, go ahead and start stroking both together.” You hear him spit into his palm as he attempts to push both throbbing pricks together into one steady hand.

The late-night and the emptiness of both of your rooms are only filled with each other’s moans and pining words calling for each other’s bodies. Your hands move together as your eyes shut to deepen the illusion of his presence.

“I’m- close, I’m gonna,” Spinner grunts out.

Your eyes shoot open. “Wait! I have something for you,” snapping out of your sultry voice as if in an emergency. “Give me one sec.” You pick up your phone from the bed and angle the camera towards your body before sending it off as a text.

Spinner fumbles around with his phone, lacking to be grossed out by his own saliva covered hand as he opens your message. “Ohh,” he grunts. The photo showed the position you’d been pleasuring yourself in; legs spread wide showing off your dripping cunt and fingers resting on your clit. “Fuck! You- you look so gorgeous. God, please let me cum!”

“Go ahead, baby. I wish my fingers were you right now,“ you offer.

“Fuuu- uhh. I'm coming, I'm-” his voice catches before he let out a stream of muffled moans. Both of his cocks shoot ropes of his load onto his abdomen, emptying him until he’s completely spent. Spinner takes deep guttural breaths before letting out a sigh of relief.

“How was that?” you ask nervously, you decide not to go for your own orgasm.

“That was great, I had no clue you could do that! Did you learn that from that one otome game?” he says, genuinely curious.

You laugh and cover your hand with your face in exhaustion. “I’m glad you liked it, but now I’m getting sleepy. I’m gonna get some rest, Shuichi.”

“No problem, you're the best, ya know,” he smiles, exhausted. ���Goodnight, sleep well,” he says lovingly.

“Goodnight,” you smile.

Ending the call, your next action would either be the best decision or one you’d regret. You scroll through your contacts before calling your mutual friend, who also was away on the same mission. The phone rings against your ear as you wait, but it picks up only a few seconds later.

“Hey, sorry if I woke you up, I need the hotel information of where you all are staying. I need Spinner’s room number, too,” you request.

“Aw, do you want to come and visit him? So cute! Fuck off, don’t call me this late again, Y/N.”

—

You walked down the sidewalk of a city a few hours away from your home in one of your boyfriend’s tee’s, leggings, and a tote clutched to your side. It’s early in the morning, you’d caught the train around 7am and prepared a plan while sitting alone in the carriage. You finally made it to the entrance of the hotel with your cell phone in your hand to double-check the room number you’d easily convinced Twice to send you. Walking through the lobby, your shoes echo off the marble floor. You softly say “good morning” to the concierge before walking to the elevators at the back of the room and tapping the up button.

Your stomach turns while you walk down the hallway of his floor. What if he's bothered by you being there? What if the plan doesn’t work out? Either way, he responds, you had at least planned for a sweet day date with him away from his team. With a hopeful expression, you knock on his suite door and shift your feet on the hallway carpet waiting for him to respond.

The clicking of locks opening behind the door elevates your mood before the door is swung open. Your boyfriend in pajamas grins wildly as he pounces on you for a hug. “Y/N!” he exclaims, pressing his snout down into your shoulder. You squeeze him close to your body with both arms thrown around his back, surprised at his forwardness. “What are you doing here! Oh, uh, haha, come inside.” You follow him into the living area part of the suite, closing the door behind you.

“Honestly, I wanted to see you in person after our call from last night,” you admit. “So, I got Twice to share the information with me, I hope that’s ok. I know you don’t want Tomura to find out, but I couldn’t help myself,” you explain.

“No, no, I- I like that you came to me, that’s the nicest thing ever, babe,” Spinner says, pulling your hand into the sleeping area. “But, check this room out! I had a whole queen bed to myself, flat-screen TV…, and a desk!”

You watch him swing his arms around the room to show you as much as he could before he had to check out later that afternoon. His excitement for things he’s passionate about always made you love him more. You lean into his side and place a kiss to the side of his snout. He halts his show-and-tell before turning to look into your eyes, a smile growing on his face. His cheeks are blushing.

“You stole a kiss from me?” He questions. “You know what happens when you do that,” Spinner turns on his fake villainous voice before taking your chin in his hand. And then, starts to tickle your neck.

“Shuichi! Ah, no!” You walk backward into the edge of the bed trying to escape his grasp. You fall over onto the soft mattress when his hands roam to your sides and your thighs, continuing his attack. Always being careful with his sharp nails. “Haha ah! C’mon, Mr. Villain! I promise- I won’t steal another!”

Now, his body is hovering above yours, his long, strong arms holding your body like a vice. He stops to stare at your pretty face that's laughing and smiling because of him.

You stare back while locking eyes with his. Wanting to make the move you’d traveled there for, you rush to the front of his snout and lock your lips with his. Tracing the precise shape of his jaw with your fingers. Your bodies come together, noses nuzzled against the others’.

His strength helps pull you both up toward the middle of the bed. Once reaching a more comfortable spot, you use your own strength to push him onto his back. You straddle your legs over his hips and lean down to kiss his neck. Pressing your hot lips against his skin, you let your tongue slip out before sucking the spot he usually hides under a scarf. You whisper sweetly, “I told you I was stronger than you thought, handsome. How would you feel for me to use you like a toy?” Lifting your head, you watch his blown out eyes in anticipation.

Sunlight pours into the room in rays from the large windows at the side of the room while thin curtains give some amount of privacy. Luckily, you were on a high floor. His brown eyes show amber flecks as the sun hits them. He searches your expression for any sign of a lie or joke. “You want to have sex?” he asks, oblivious.

“I want you to fuck me, love… if you’d like that of course" you whisper.

He can’t believe the love of his life just traveled several hours to do something so sinful with his body. His eyes darken a shade in arousal, hoping you’ll dominate his every move, just as you’d done the night before. “Shit, yes. I need you-”

You raise your shirt over your head to throw it over your shoulder before reaching for the edge of his own. Spinner raises his arms above his head and lets you pull it off of his torso. You kiss his nose before sliding down his body eagerly, taking the waistband of his pants with you. Kissing the lines leading down from his Apollo’s belt, you close your eyes in comfort. When you finally open them again, a flutter of your fingers moves his cocks until they’re hard and straining against your hand.

“Please, suck me. I need your tongue, you’re so good,” he stammers. His index finger is pinched between his teeth as you lick up the full length of his sleek shaft. Once you bring your mouth to his tip, the swirl of your tongue against his hole makes him squirm against the sheets. “Ah, so sensitive,” he whimpers.

You lift your mouth from his dripping prick and smile upwards at his blushing face. “So, you don’t want me to blow you, babe?,” you tease as you stroke him slowly in one hand.

“No, no, no keep going!” Spinner yelps trying to sway his hips in your moving hand for friction.

Your head dips back down to the cock in your hand and you wet your lips before taking an amount of his thick length in your mouth. The taste of his bittersweet precum grazing your palate. He groans as you continue in a bobbing motion reminding you of the night before. Your inner thighs rub together to give friction to your hidden cunt.

You continue to bob your head up and down, pressing your tongue against his shaft. His moans motivate you to take both of his cock tips between your lips; you’re still learning how to completely pleasure both of his members equally. You drag your tongue back and forth along his weeping tips in a swiping motion and watch his reaction from underneath your lashes. The size of his eyes and raised brow make you giggle against him; it gives you even more encouragement to keep going. Giving a kiss on the inner part of his muscular thigh, you sit up and pull your leggings off.

Your boyfriend does a double-take when he realizes you're not wearing anything underneath. “Baby, you’re gonna kill me,” he throws his head back against the pillow. You giggle and climb back up his body while Shuichi’s hands pull your hips into his lap to straddle him again. He rocks your body back and forth easily making your slit slide along the length of his shaft. The ridge before his cock tip hitting your clit with every turn.

“Ooh,” you repeat with every time his hard tip skims your engorged pearl. “I wanna ride your cock, babe,” you moan above him. Spinner’s face flushes as he nods and picks your hips up from his body. He ogles your arousal covering the entirety of his cock before allowing you to take it in your small hand to line it up with your entrance. His focused gaze switches from watching you prod your hole to the lewd expression on your face. Your lip being held between your teeth, you lower yourself onto his cockhead. “Ahh,” you gasp. Your chest quickly rises at the sudden development. The built-up arousal causes your body to fall onto his dick in full. You both groan at the abrupt stretch and tightness of your drenched sleeve wrapped around him.

“Y/N, you’re so beautiful. How am I so lucky?” he gushes. You smile down at him and start your back and forth movements, holding onto his broad shoulders for guidance.

Shuichi caresses your thighs as you ride him sensually. You reach down and run your fingers through his hair as you moan. You continue to roll your hips as he closes his eyes and presses his forehead to yours, "Enjoy yourself. Take me all you want.” Spinner groans at your slow movements; the nails of his forefingers sinking into your ass like lead as he tries to thrust up into you impatiently. You put your entire weight into him as you press his chest down into the mattress; you forbid him from moving without your permission. “You make me feel- ah- So. Fucking. Good,” he grunts with every smack of your ass against his thighs as you bounce on his dick. His other cock lies beneath your spread thigh; it gains pleasure from the fiction caused by you bouncing and grinding.

You breathe heavily above him. The stretch you feel from his textured cock is heavenly, but once he reaches to poke into your cervix it’s difficult to control your rhythm. “Oh fuck! Right there!” The feeling makes you fall from your posture above him to his level. Your arms circle his neck as your chests are pressed together to continue. The curved tip of his cock slides repeatedly into the soft, ridged spot inside of you as he thrusts upwards into your body now. Forgetting about your assertion about taking control, he pistons his hips forward from the mattress into your sopping cunt over and over again; he’s only trying to get you to your climax now. The feeling of your pretty little hole tightening tells him your close to coming undone.

“Fuck, yes, just like that! Please, a little more,” you groan into his shoulder. You whine after each of his thrusts into his neck. Your words of praise becoming mush as he plows through your body.

“Fuck, I can feel you-. You’re all mine, ugh, you’re pussy is all mine, huh?,” he grunts into your ear. “Cum on my cock. I want it, baby, please- Give it to me!” he says in rhythm to each one of his thrusts as he holds your hips down into his groin.

A large knot in your stomach tightens abruptly and your throat catches before you feel the snap coming. His words encourage your body to let go as your face the orgasm you had denied yourself the night before. You let out a flow of whines and “yes’s” riding your high on his pulsating prick. The next moment, you watch as Spinner’s snout turns upwards and his eyes roll back into his head as he unloads thick strings of warm cum into your cunt. Your exhausted walls unable to give him more before his slippery cock slides out; it lands on his abdomen with a smack in a pool of cum from his other cock.

Shuichi holds your hips above him as you both come down from your highs. His fingertips gently sliding over the indentations from his nails on your ass cheeks and thighs. You place a long kiss on his snout and cheek before throwing yourself to his side on the bed. You both let out deep sighs in pleasure as you both turn to look at one another in awe.

“So,” you laugh. “I planned a cute breakfast date out on the town, but this feels so nice,” you say, smiling.

“A date, with me?” You giggle and nod. His face is flushed, but he responds to you in the same amount of contentment, “I still want to experience the room service, so let’s clean up and I’ll order whatever you want.”