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jungwonenthusiast · 4 years ago

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hi ! enhypen smut prompt request ! can i have the reader whos a female say #4 with jake or sunghoon whos a hard dom ?? if u can , can u add how the reader and the partner are enemies who got lots of sexual tension so they kinda trease e/o a lot with words and actions ? u dont have to use that plot but thank u♡

A/N: This is one of my favorite works now lol i hope u like it :) <3

Warnings: unprotected sex, rly brief oral (f recieving), degredation

Word Count: 2.9 k

“But it’s a Tuesday,” you tell Jay while zipping up your backpack.

“So?” he says. “Don’t be lame.”

“I’m not lame, just responsible.” you sing your bag over your shoulder.

“Yeah, that’s lame.” he walks with you to the lunch tables. Jungwon and Heeseung are already there chatting it up.

“You guys are coming right?” Jay asks them and they nod. “See? You gotta come.”

“It’ll be fun noona,” Jungwon says. “And you have to come because Heeseung hyung and Jay hyung are probably gonna leave me for girls.” he rests his head on your shoulder for a moment.

“Why don’t you get yourself some girls too.” you suggest and he shakes his head.

“I’m too shy.” he says quietly and you giggle.

“Alright fine, I’ll go.” you finally say and they all celebrate. “Jake’s not gonna be there right?”

“Uhm,” Heeseung looks over to Jake’s lunch table nervously. “I don’t think so.”

“You don’t think so?” you cock an eyebrow.

“He won’t be there,” Jay says. “It’ll be fine.”

You feel someone bump into your shoulder as you walk to history.

“What the hell?” you say and turn around to see who the culprit is. Of course it’s Jake. He shrugs with a half smile. That fucking ass.

After a few more classes you head home and start preparing for the bonfire party. It’s at a beach so you decide to wear your favorite bikini under your shirt and shorts. Your phone begins to buzz and it's a facetime call from Jungwon.

“Hola~” you greet him.

“Hi~” he says. “Can you take me there? My parents are at work.”

“Sure.” you say while putting all of your essentials into a purse.

“Also,” he hesitates. “I think Jake hyung is gonna be there.”

“What? How do you know?”

“I heard him talking about it during p.e.” he says quietly and you groan.

“Fuck, I don’t wanna go anymore.” you say.

“No you have to go, I will die without you.” Jungwon pleads. “It’ll be fun, we'll just stay away from him.”

“It’s gonna be hard to stay away from that giant ego taking up the whole place.” you roll your eyes.

“He’s not that bad noona, he’s actually pretty nice.” Jungwon shrugs.

“Don’t betray me like that,” you scold him. “You’re on my team alright?”

“Okay okay.” he surrenders, giggling.

You pick Jungwon up and give him the aux for the 30 minute drive to the beach.

You guys groove to SZA together.

Jungwon rolls down the window while you're on the highway and sticks his head out like a dog. He kind of is like a dog (in a good way). He’d be a shiba inu.

“Whoooo!!” he screams as the wind whips through his hair, you smile.

When you get there you park your car and get the beach towels from the backseat.

“Did you put sunscreen on?” you as Jungwon and he shakes his head. “Why do you never listen to me?”

You get a bottle of sunscreen out of your purse and rub a dollop on his face. He scrunches his nose.

“It feels like you're rubbing cake batter on me.” he complains.

“You’ll thank me when you’re fifty and you aren’t a wrinkly wreck.” you tell him while spreading it over his cheeks.

“Can we be done now?” he whines and you sigh.

“Fine.”

You two approach the crowd of people suntanning, drinking, playing volleyball, and playing in the ocean.

You drop your stuff next to Heeseung’s and Jay’s before looking around for them. They’re playing volleyball with who on the opposing team? Jake Sim.

Jungwon must’ve noticed you shooting lasers through your eyes because he grabs your arm. “Come on, let’s go swim.” he tugs his t-shirt over his head and jogs over to the water.

You follow suit, only feeling a little self conscious about stripping with Jake Sim only so far away. But it’s only because you don’t want to be vulnerable in front of your worst enemy, right?

Jungwon’s already relaxing among the waves when you get to the shore. “Why’d you go so deep?” you call out to him.

“It’s not that deep,” he says back.

You swim around with him for a bit before forcing him to look for pretty shells with you.

He gasps. “Baby crab!” he rushes to pick it up. “Look.” he holds it up to you.

You try to pet it without freaking it out. “What if it bites you?”

“It won’t, we’re friends.”

The sun is nearly gone by the time you’re done shell searching and swimming so you head over to the bonfire. You wrap a towel around yourself and snuggle up to Jay. He scrunches his nose.

“It’s cold,” you defend yourself.

Heeseung hands you a white claw and you crack it open.

“What are we doing now?” you ask but you can’t hear Heeseung’s answer over the sight of Jake, Sunghoon, Sunoo, and Niki sitting right across from you. You notice how the bonfire highlights the muscles in Jake’s chest and arms. The warm orange light washing over him makes it look like he’s glowing. Is this what Apollo would’ve looked like? “Huh?” you ask Hee.

“We’re probably just gonna play dumb highschool games.” he says.

You inhale and take a big swig of your seltzer.

“Truth or dare time~” Bree sing songs. “Sunoo truth or dare?”

“Truth,” Sunoo answers.

“Do you have a crush on anyone and if so, who?” she asks and he rolls his eyes.

“I have a crush on myself.” he says confidently.

“Fair enough, you go now.” she says to him.

“Heeseung hyung, truth or dare?” Sunoo asks.

“Dare,” he replies and Sunoo giggles.

“Give your phone to Jay and let him text anyone anything he wants.”

Heeseung groans and throws his head back. “Oh God.”

Jay cackles an evil laugh. “Gimme.”

Heeseung reluctantly hands Jay his phone. “You’re gonna text Sophie aren’t you.”

Sophie Morales, Heeseung ex. They broke up only a month ago after half a year of dating. This was about to be brutal.

“You know me so well.” Jay smiles.

“Please don’t say anything too horrible.” Heeseung pleads.

“Sophie,” Jay narrates his text message. “I miss you and your huge tits. Also I’m sorry for not telling you while we were dating but your feet are really fucking ugly.”

Heeseung buries his head into his hands, laughing. “Fucking Christ.”

“And your breath stinks,” Jay continues. “At least your boobs are nice.”

This is what I get for befriending males. You think to yourself.

“Alright that’s enough.” Heeseung snatches his phone away while everyone giggles. “My turn since I was the victim. y/n, truth or dare?” “Truth,”

“What’s your biggest regret?”

“Becoming friends with Jay, because he’s insane.”

Jay guffaws. “I’ve been nothing but good to you.”

You roll your eyes.

The game goes on for a bit until it lands on Jungwon.

“Noona, truth or dare?”

You’d usually go for truth, but you didn’t want people to think you were boring. “Dare.”

“I dare you and Jake hyung to talk to each other in private for at least five minutes.” he says, crossing his arms.

Your eyes widen and you look over at Jake, he looks like he wants to drown himself.

“What? Why?” you ask urgently.

“Because I’m tired of you guys hating each other for no reason. Now go.” Jungwon shoos you away.

“Yeah go talk.” Niki says to Jake.

Both of you don’t budge. Jay tugs at your arm. “Come on, Jake and y/n becoming friends!”

The whole group starts chanting. “JAKE AND Y/N BECOMING FRIENDS!”

You had to admit that their enthusiasm was kind of endearing, so you swallow your pride and walk over to the lifeguard tower. You hear him not far behind you.

You climb up the stairs and let your feet hang over the ledge of the patio.

He sits down next to you.

You let a few moments of silence pass before speaking up. “I don’t want to be here as much as you do, so let’s just wait for the five minutes to pass and then go.”

“Damn,” he says. “Do you really hate me that much?”

You roll your eyes. “What do you think?”

“What did I ever do to you?” he scoffs.

“I don’t need to justify my feelings.” you cross your arms.

“Why are you so dense?” he grumbles.

You whip your body over to him. “I’m the dense one?”

“Yeah,” he says proudly. You want to slap the smug look off of his pretty face. Normal face. Slightly, almost, barely good looking face.

“Such a prick,” you mumble, turning away.

“What’d you call me?” he scrunches his eyebrows.

You look him right in the eyes. You never noticed how dark and piercing they were. “A fucking prick. Cause you are one.”

His black hair is still damp and poking into his eyes. His lips are parted and they look so soft that you almost want to kiss him. But he beats you to it.

I should push him away. Push him away you dumbass. You kept telling yourself but you couldn’t do it. His lips felt too good against yours.

Your arms snake around his waist as he lays you onto your back.

You wish you had a hundred hands so you could touch all of him. Two weren’t enough. He feels like silk and he tastes like red velvet.

He pushes your jaw up so he can get to your neck. You exhale as his tongue dances on your skin. He grinds his hips into yours and you let out a small moan. Why are you letting him affect you like this? Idiot.

“I thought you hated me?” he smirks while kissing your chest.

“I do.” you breathe out.

“You sure?” he asks, his fingers traveling down your stomach and into your bikini bottoms.

“Mhm.” you say.

He kisses your collarbone. “People you hate don’t make you wet like this.”

That just makes you throb even more.

“Fuck off,” you say and he backs up.

“Really?” he says. “Because I will.”

You roll your eyes and pull him in by the back of the neck.

“Touch me,” you say and he happily obliges. You knew were in public but it was dark and honestly, you didn’t care.

“Such a slut,” he says while running a finger up and down your slit. “If you wanted me this badly you should’ve said so sooner.”

“I don’t want you asshole.” you breathe out as he circles your clit.

“You just asked me to touch you princess,” he kisses your neck. “I think that’s good evidence.”

You rub your fingers through the back of his hair and tug it back, exposing his neck. He lets out a small moan. You kiss his neck, sucking and nibbling every now and then. When you pull away there’s at least three red blotches that go from his throat to his chest.

“People are gonna see those you know?” he says.

“Whatever.” you roll your eyes.

“Are you marking me or something? Telling everyone that I’m yours?” he boasts.

It’s confusing how your anger is feeding into your lust for him.

“Shut up and fuck me.” you say and he cocks a brow.

“Maybe if you ask nicely,” he kisses your cheek sweetly. You want to wipe it off and slap him in the face.

“Who do you think you are?” you scoff at him.

“Come on dont play with me,” he pushes one finger into you and you moan. “I can tell that you want it.”

It was true. You were practically gushing.

“More,” you say, wanting another finger.

“Where are your manners?” he smirks.

You swallow your pride. “Please?”

“Good girl,” he says and it sends tingles down your spine.

He pulls your bikini bottoms to the side and rubs his thumb up your slit. “Such a pretty cunt.”

Your thighs are already trembling.

“I really thought you’d still be hating me right now.” he says lowly. “Do I make you that weak?”

You snap to your senses for a moment. “Fuck you.”

“I am.” he snickers and you roll your eyes.

“Don’t give me attitude princess.” he warns you with a dangerous smile.

“Or what?” you test him.

“Do you really wanna find out?”

“What do you think you’re intimidating or something?” you ask and he scoffs.

He sits up and grabs your arm. “Get up.”

“What?”

“Get up.” he says sternly and you do.

He grabs your hand, leading you somewhere.

“Where are we going?” you ask, agitated. If you really didn’t want to go you wouldn’t, but you secretly wanted to continue what was going on.

“My car.”

“What? Why?”

“You’ll see.”

“Hey! Where are you going?” Jungwon calls out. “Don’t leave me!” “I’ll be just a second!” you reply with an unsure smile.

“Backseat.” Jake says as you approach his Mercedes.

So bossy, you think.

You sit in the back seat and before you know it he’s pulling you into his lap.

“Let’s continue shall we?” he says and you don’t waste any time getting your lips on his.

He pushes your hips down onto his and you whimper. You were already so wet and this was just making it worse.

“Please, I can’t wait any longer.” you say, not being able to hold it in.

“For what?” he nips at your neck.

“I need to feel you inside of me.” you plead.

“That’s better.” he tugs his shorts down and pulls your swimsuit to the side.

You grab the base of him before slowly sinking down. “Fuck yes.” you moan in relief.

He fills you up perfectly and his tip brushes your g-spot every time you bounce.

“So fucking tight.” he growls, holding onto your hips tight.

Your legs begin to tremble from the pleasure so he grabs you by the waist and lays you on your back.

He snaps his hips into yours and you whine.

He smirks. “Look at you all spread out for me,” he kisses your neck. “Taking this cock deep inside you.”

Your fingers trail down to rub at your clit. “Please don’t stop.”

He flips you over into doggy and tugs your hair, bringing your ear up to his mouth.

“Tell me how bad you want it.”

“Really bad,” you whimper.

He smacks your ass and you let out a small squeal.

“Touch with yourself while I fuck you.” he lets you go and you rest on the door. Your fingers move to play with your pussy.

His hands are tight on your waist as he pounds into you.

You feel your knees start to give out and your cunt start to pulse around him.

He chuckles. “Are you close sweetheart?”

“Yeah,” you exhale. “Please make me cum, please I need it so bad.”

“Why should I think you deserve it?”

“Please, I can’t hold it any longer.” you say and he stops his movements completely.

He gets close to your ear. “You get to cum when I say so okay?”

You accept defeat. “Okay.”

You start to get more and more flustered as he continues to fuck you just right.

“Fuck Jake I can’t,” you whimper and hold onto the car door for dear life.

He pulls out suddenly and you complain before feeling his tongue on you. Your body tenses up from the pleasure.

“You taste so fucking good,” he says and you arch your back, pushing your pussy into his mouth. He moans against you.

After only a couple circles on your clit with his tongue, you’re ready to come undone. You grab onto his hand.

“Wait wait I’m close,”

And before you can utter another word he slams his cock into you and brings his hand around you to rub your clit.

“Cum on this cock sweetheart, I know you can do it.” he encourages you.

He smiles as your moans get louder and more high pitched.

Your legs start to shake and he grabs you tight. He comes up to your ear. “Be a good girl for me won’t you.”

Your eyes roll back as bliss runs through your entire body. He was probably the best lay you’ve ever had.

Your body goes slack as he cums inside of you.

“Fuck,” he growls and slowly pulls out. He picks you up and holds you in his arms as you try to ride out the trembling.

“How am I supposed to clean up?” you ask.

“Maybe you can swim again?” he jokes and you punch him in the arm. “Do you still hate me?”

“One hundred percent.” you say confidently.

“Are you kidding?” he scoffs. “My kids are in you right now.”

You fake gag and he laughs.

#enhypen smut #Jake smut #Jake sim smut

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danwhobrowses · 2 years ago

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One Piece Chapter 1050 - Initial Thoughts

After another tediously long break we're here

50 chapters since Roof Piece started, and now we're back on Wano's floor

The raid on Onigashima might be over, but the Wano arc is still not done

Spoilers for the chapter, support the Official Release too!

Starting with the cover story and of course it's Reiju and Ichiji. Mans got no qualms throttling a kid with a knife but I'd rather have had Baeju front an centre. Told you it wasn't Blackbeard though

We pick up where we left off, Kaido crashing through the ground, even reverting to his human form

Excuse Oda but 'Hole made by *Law', he made the hole with his monster Shock Wille BM is simply falling through it

Nice touch though that Kaido only has one horn

I do wonder about those cracks though, it may destroy the waterfall entirely and make Wano easier to access for the WG ships

Yamato is on scene to catch Luffy too

Aha, title card revised, I guess that means Kaido is officially out

We also get some more flashing back with the festival as Toko and Hitetsu release their balloons

Yasu being a good dad and even eating the SMILE so Toko won't be ostracized is bittersweet, as is Hitetsu telling Toko that their dad let themselves die for a rebellion to continue

Knowing the message, Toko changes their message from 'wanting to see' Yasu to thanking him, which just hits you a little in the heart

We don't say it enough, but the festival panels have been wonderfully drawn, I hope somewhere Megumi Ishitani is rubbing her hands together in hopes of working these shots into the anime too

From the dome roof, Nekomamushi (moved pretty fast there) announces victory, as well as revealing that Momo was the pink dragon to the Samurai and that he pulled the island to safety

Oh hey Inu's alive, tbf we hadn't seen him since he beat Jack so I was thinking he might've died from overdoing Su Long

Raizo's still working though, meanwhile Kawamatsu and Denjiro have the luxury of not having to do much after fighting Kaido

Aw Bepo, and I guess aw Killer but I guess that's more non-physical

Yeah eat shit Apoo! Tell Morgans everything!

Marco you little stoic pineapple, I guess this is like a wednesday for him back in the day

No Carrot though which I'm sad about, girl's birthday was yesterday let the rabbit have her friends and be happy

No rest for Chopper though; Usopp and Franky have arrived with the wounded, boy could use some more doctors *looks directly at Law, his crew, and Marco*

Interesting, it seems through Momo's dialogue that Zunesha was to be used to open Wano's borders, but now Momo's decided against it - which to be honest is fair, but the structural integrity of the waterfall may make that border thing more difficult. He should at least issue a less stringent rule towards wanting to leave the country though

The remaining members of Kaido's crew still attack though (oh god if the waterfall breaks then Big Mom's force could come in too! Can't knock them off a waterfall if there is none!) being in denial about Kaido's defeat

Yamato though starts using his rank, telling them to honour the fact that Momo saved all their asses from Onigashima. I'm surprised they took it really, Kaido has never offered such honour, but I guess they don't wanna face Yamato (or Franky who Brook needs to hold back)

The ground rumbles though as Babanuki witnesses an underwater volcanic eruption, caused by Big Mom and Kaido's plummet

The scariest part of all of this though is that I don't think that would even kill them, if anything the eruption (which should really be a class A disaster for Wano with that much ash and magma) is probably gonna spit them out of the ocean

Luffy gets the win card too

Oh so you see and hear THAT do ya? Not the giant island that has been hurtling towards you or the gigantic clash of a flaming dragon and giant fist?

Momo comes to the flower capital to calm things, but of course everyone thinks he's Kaido

After Momo reassures everyone he decides to change back, leaving the dramatic smoke for the figures of the past to emerge

Of course, everyone sees 'Komurasaki' first, proceeding to simping (I mean, I still don't think she's top 10 but okay) and then 'Kyoshiro' without his hair

And we cliffhang on Denjiro announcing the next shogun of Wano

So it was indeed the end, no twist in the tale. And while I've said it before I'm fine with it.

People do invest too much stake into fan theories sometimes; would it have been cool to see ghosts or Zoro kill Kaido? Sure, but it would've also been cool to see Tashigi in Wano, and for Drake and Hawkins to fight alongside the supernova, and for Kaido to take particular interest in Chopper for his zoan army before fighting against the entire straw hat crew, sometimes the story just doesn't go that way and in this case, Kaido getting up one more time wasn't in it.

And let's not act like Kaido lost to 'just a big punch', he was slammed down by a Conqueror's Coated, Awakened Mythical Zoan punch the size of a small island coated in Ryou, and then it seems the eruption finished it. Given how much Kaido had survived up to this point it's fine, it's not like Luffy does much else anyway, his key attack is Punch, next people will be asking Zoro to win a fight without cutting.

And it still worth noting that he's going to have to wake up, I sincerely doubt that he and Big Mom are dead, so it does matter what their next moves are. Especially Big Mom's, the territory is likely lost for Kaido but BM has her crew still at full strength, does she sting or extract? Can even pick up some surviving scraps from Kaido's crew, and a Poneglyph if she's extra sneaky.

But yeah, this was a 'nice' chapter, one where you feel the dust starting to settle. Of course, more stuff can still happen; the volcanoes should be a problem but who knows in One Piece, Zunesha and the WG are at the back door, there's a lot of dead but a lot of living, Wano's leadership is going to change and Kaido's crew will likely need to tuck their tails between their legs. Then of course there's Zoro, Kiku and Kin'emon to deal with, and we haven't seen if Sanji survived his episode carrying Osome, Robin and Jinbe were absent from this chapter - as was Carrot, and Wanda, and Caribou, and Shinobu... - and outside of the fact that we're gonna have one hell of a rager, there feels like more is left to discover in Wano itself.

Like I said, the raid is over, but the Wano arc's not done yet.

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wtf-amiru · 2 years ago

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*excited shiba inu feet taps* we're doin it, he's here, it's time ahhh

I'm actually just over here crying and tapping the screenshot button. You know he's not talking about A'miru either and it huruuurts.

uh oh urianger made him even more angy

bit of a tummy ache i think (stop, i cope with humor, help me)

her smiles are so much more evident on this face holy shit

Azem just "that's about the last time you're gonna talk shit, honey"

I just imagine both a'miru and her azem just bodying emet with a giant sword like "stop 💥 underestimating 💥 me 💥 you 💥 ancient 💥 shit 💥" Also I gotta think Azem's at the point A'miru was with Thancred when she left him to get his ass handed to him by Ran'jit. Like just "no no, he needs to get his ass beat, it'll be good for him"

#ffxiv #tales from ng+#the au ra experiment #a'miru #another one for the queue #the smiles keep catching me off guard #i wasn't expecting the expression to be THAT different but shit man #the smiles are way more clear on this face #and it's fucking cute man #also idk if i'll do the hades fight on drk #i want to #but the tank anxiety is STRONG #i'll look into it later #lunch first

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bubblyhoney · 4 years ago

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warnings: sailor language, suggestive themes/mentions of sex, drinking, nicotine use, being tipsy/intoxicated. no graphic or explicit nsfw content besides basically tonguing and giving hickeys and an ass grab.

tags: karl jacobs x fem!reader

words: 1898

A/N: i wrote this thinking that both people in this fic are of drinking age; i’m not, but i thought it would be a cool idea. i can assume many adult gatherings feature alcohol, so yeah. drinking isn’t integral to the plot of this fic. also it is pre-(or post)pandemic bc it’s just a general rule of thumb to not have parties right now.

“Don’t, kill, me,” Karl warbles, setting down his bottle with a sigh. Freaks plays loud and tinny on the TV, album cover bathing those occupying the couch in a grayish light. Those occupants being just you and Karl. The room is lit with purple string lights and that one thrifted lamp with frogs on the shade he’d sworn was the best purchase he’s ever made. You’re sprawled out on the other half of the sofa, ankles crossed and a can of vodka seltzer swaying in your hand. The song changes to 20 Min by Lil Uzi and your foot bounces to the beat.

“What time is it?” You sigh, placing the nearly-empty can onto the coffee table next to your apple berry-flavored pen. He flicks his wrist towards his face.

“2:46,” he delivers, and takes a swig of the Angry Orchard in his hand. His sixth, specifically. The rest of the group had left roughly ten minutes ago, leaving the two loneliest people to drink alone. You, thoroughly tipsy, decided it was better to spend the night on his spare than pay $50 for an Uber. He agreed, of course. Why wouldn’t he?

Lifting onto your elbows, you just stare at him. He lifts an ankle to cross over the other and your eyes drop. What is his fascination with Spongebob socks?

“We should play 20 questions.”

“What?” His head swivels like a bobblehead and a giggle barely escapes your lips.

“20 questions!” You say excitedly, heaving onto your knees to look at him earnestly. “You go first.”

“Um, okay.” The song fades into Paper Planes and he bobs his head to the beat. “What’s your favorite breed of dog?”

“Shiba inu. Are you a virgin?”

The fucking tone of your voice makes him dissolve into giggles, hand pressed to his chest. You just shrug, reaching for the pen in the table. “Fair question, I think,” you say defensively. His chest heaves, but he sits up.

“No—no, I’m not a virgin.” His cheeks are red, but he’s smiling like it was an easy answer. Your mind floods with images of his long hair in your face, long fingers—a sweaty chest. You shake your head. “Okay, my turn,” he continues, giving you a weird look. “would you rather kiss Chucky Cheese or Ronald McDonald?”

“Karl!” You whine. “That is not how 20 Questions works!” You grumpily pull from your pen, blowing the smoke out of the side of your mouth. Eughk. Apple berry sucks.

“Fine, fine,” he sighs, rolling his eyes. The tell-tale guitar chords of The Adults Are Talking floods the room and his face brightens with a new question. “Have you ever been to a concert?”

“Yes, actually. The Jonas Brothers in 2009.” He wrinkles his nose, finishing his cider and dropping it onto the coffee table with a sharp noise. Your eyebrows furrow. “Don’t you dare badmouth my boys.”

“Wasn’t gonna!” He reaches for your pen and you give it to him with a slight pout on your lips that he glances at.

“Good. Where is the weirdest place you’ve had sex?” A grin climbs your lips.

“Jesus Christ, Y/N.” His eyes widen and smoke curls out of his nostrils as he hands your pen back. You just shrug and pick up your discarded seltzer. “Gimme a sec to think.”

“So many places?” You tease, finishing the last drop of your drink and crushing it beneath your palm. He shrugs, mirroring you, and cracks open another cider. He seems to think, brows furrowing, as he pulls a swig from the dark bottle.

“Boat.”

“Boat,” you repeat.

“Yup.” He looks at you, gaze flickering to your lips imperceptibly fast. If you were sober you’d probably notice, but you’re not and you don’t.

“You’ve fucked on a boat?” No way. Karl Jacobs. On a boat. Having sex. What an image—

“Yeah, senior year was great for me.” More Than A Woman fills the space of the silence as you consider this. You blink, processing.

“Whose boat?” You're genuinely curious. Was it a yacht, pontoon, fishing boat? Row boat? The sudden scene of him getting his foot stuck in a fishing net while pantless clouds your vision.

“My girlfriend’s.” And that’s that on that because he’s moving on before you can open your mouth and continue the discussion of the logistics of this. “Stop investigating, perv. Now it’s my turn. Hmm— wait! Where is the weirdest place you have had sex?” A sneaky grin is on his lips and now you just want to kiss him, damn it.

“I-Uh. I think it was under the bleachers. I also had a great senior year,” you offer, scooting forward on your knees so that you’re only a foot from Karl. He looks impressed, actually.

“Who was it?”

Your eyebrow raises in question.

“Personal question or one of the 16 left, Karl?”

His cheeks heat and he looks once to the TV.

“Personal,” he mutters into the mouth of his bottle.

“It was Brian Hernandez,” you sigh, gazing off into the distance with a fond look in your eyes. You feel the end of the game of 20 questions as you see him chew on his bottom lip from your peripheral. “Dude was insatiable. Managed girls’ basketball and looked damn good doing it.”

“I managed girls’ soccer,” he says simply, uncrossing his legs. “My girlfriend was goalie.”

“How long did you guys date?” You fold your legs up underneath you, tucking a lock of hair behind your ear. You feel the most sober now out of all tonight.

“Dunno.” He sips at his cider. “Couple weeks maybe?”

You smirk. “Karl Jacobs puts out in the first couple weeks?” That’s hot, you don’t say. He gives you a look. “18 year old Karl was a player,” you tease, leaning forward to poke at his chest.

Smacking your hand away, he sighs and lifts a hand to tousle his hair.

“Guess he was.” Clear eyes meet yours and you take a hit from the pen that lays discarded in your palm. He watches the smoke float from your mouth. The TV screen swipes to Deceptacon and the mood quickly shifts. “So.” He turns toward you with lifted eyebrows. “You were a total nerd in highschool, huh.”

Your jaw drops. “I was not!”

“Come on; yes, you were.” He makes a face and drains half the bottle of cider. “You probably were in SpellBowl and every teacher’s pet.”

“Nice try, bitch. You were a dumb jock. I’ve seen the pictures. The yearbook pictures.” You look pointedly at his hair.

“My hair was not that bad.”

“Yes it was.”

“No, it wasn’t,” he grumbles and pushes his hand through his long curls. “Just a little… short.” It’s your turn to make a face.

“A buzz cut nearly to your scalp is more than short.” He huffs at you and finishes the cider just as the song switches. “Anyways.” You don’t really have anything to say, actually. Too busy thinking about teenage Karl smacking tennis rackets around and fielding lost soccer balls for his girlfriend. She’s long gone, right?

“Are you wearing lingerie?” Karl asks suddenly and you look up. He stares pointedly at your chest and you move a hand to pat at your stomach.

“Oh,” you start, and flick the last three buttons open, fabric falling to reveal a baby blue lace corset. “Yeah.” He can’t seem to stop imagining what’s underneath it. Fuck. “Do you like it?” The tone in your voice is taunting and he has to look away.

He clears his throat and places the second glass bottle onto the coffee table.

“Yes.”

You rise onto your knees and pull your arms out of the button-up, letting it fall back on the couch.

“Do you want to touch it?” You're looking up at him from underneath your eyelashes, he realizes, and you know exactly what you’re doing. You’re not asking if he wants to touch the corset; you’re asking if he wants to touch you.

“Can I?” He glances at you warily. You just nod, and it’s then that you’re shuffling forward. The material is soft on his fingertips when he brushes a hand across your torso. “Silk,” he mumbles, and stares, transfixed, at the loopy flower pattern crawling across your waist in shades of milky blue. You just hum and watch. He realizes suddenly when he traces a finger up on the ridge of the neckline that you’re not wearing anything underneath it. It makes him stop in his tracks, neck flushing. “Are-are you—,”

“Wearing a bra? No, I’m not.” You lay a hand on his shoulder, hoisting one leg over his thighs and settling down comfortable on his lap. He bristles then relaxes as you slide a hand up into his scalp. “Do you want me to show you?”

He glares at you, barely annoyed, and shifts so that his large hands rest in the curve of your waist. Poison starts in the speakers as his eyebrow raises.

“Do you normally wear corsets when we all hang out?” A lock of your hair moves past your cheek as he brushes it out of the way. His mouth tilts into a smirk. You seem to think about it, lips pursed, and grip both his shoulders in your hands.

“Only when I’ve got someone to impress.” A hand on your lower back presses insistently and you fall further into his lap.

“Who are you here to impress, Y/N?” He’s barely an inch from your mouth now, and can’t seem to keep his eyes on one part of your face. Cool breath fans onto your cheeks and they warm. God, he’s even cuter up close.

“You,” barely passes your lips before he’s taking the side of your neck into his hand and stretching to connect your lips with his own.

Cherry, you think. Cherry chapstick, that cheeky bastard. Taking your wrist in his hand, he loops it up and around his neck. You’re making a noise into his mouth, you realize, right as he’s sliding a hand down to the side of your thigh and gripping it between his long fingers. You shiver as he pulls away too soon, pressing a small kiss to the corner of your mouth before sinking his teeth into your neck. The gasp that leaves your mouth is surprisingly loud and your cheeks flush further. He just hums, pleased, and stretches an arm to the opposite side of your waist to hug you closer. Warm lips move on the skin of your neck and his tongue darts out few and far between the kisses.

“Fuck,” he breathes when your hips jerk forward once.

“Sorry,” you whisper up at the ceiling, eyes falling shut. “reflex.”

He grins against your neck and moves to grip an ass cheek in his palm.

“Your reflex to me licking a hickey is to grind into my crotch?” he teases. You just have to nod, lips parted, as he soothes another bruise with his tongue.

“Karl.” He seems to either not hear you or ignore you for he’s removing himself from your neck and connecting your mouths once more. “Karl,” you stutter between kisses, and he squeezes at your ass.

“Yes?” His lips are bitten and puffy when he pulls away, a smug look on his beautiful face.

“Take off my corset.”

He looks between your face and the lingerie, eyebrows raised in surprise.

“Don’t mind if I do.”

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mamabearcat · 3 years ago

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A quick little inukagkog ficlet inspired by a conversation on the Inuyasha Mothership Discord

In the Name of Love

Inuyasha was seriously rethinking his life choices. He could have been at home, on his comfy sofa, beer in hand, enjoying his birthday with a modicum of privacy.

Instead he’d just finished a quick piss in an unnervingly bright bathroom in a fancy ass steakhouse, and had now returned to a suspiciously empty table. A table where only a few minutes ago, Kagome and Kouga had been sitting, supposedly waiting for him after his birthday dinner. There were some empty shot glasses that weren’t there before, mixed in with the empty beer glasses.

Damn, he knew he shouldn’t have left them. Kagome was at the flirty, giggly, loud stage of drunkenness – adorable, but also a little unpredictable. Kouga was no where near drunk, but he didn’t require alcohol to be obnoxious. He adored them both, but left to their own devices, the two of them loved nothing better than making a public spectacle of themselves.

He sat down at the empty table and sipped his beer, his eyes scanning the crowd for them and also planning an escape route. If Kouga wheeled over a giant cake and Kagome jumped out of it, that would be it – he’d never be able to come back here again, even if their porterhouse steak was the best he’d ever had.

“Yoo hoo lover, you lookin’ for us?”

Kagome’s slightly slurred voice was magnified by the microphone in her hand. Kouga was standing next to her, the fanged smile on his face equal parts endearing and unnerving. And they were standing next to the karaoke machine. Fuck.

“So, it’s someone’s birthday tonight. And we’d like to sing that someone a song. Come up here babe!”, grinned Kouga, beckoning to him with a clawed finger. Kagome was waving at him excitedly. Inuyasha sunk a little lower in his seat, his hand rising up to cover his cheek.

“Don’t be a spoilsport Inuuuu!”, Kagome squealed. “Come up here! I promise I’ll make it worth your while when we get home!”

Cat calls and whistles erupted around the bar, and other patrons began tapping their glasses with cutlery.

“Don’t think I won’t come over there and pick you up!” called out Kouga, and Inuyasha rolled his eyes. Grudgingly, he got to his feet, and the crowed clapped and cheered.

How bad could it be? They’d just sing happy birthday, and then they could pay the bill and all go home. Someone passed Kouga a chair, and Kagome ran down to meet him, tugging on his hand.

“Sit down, birthday boy, we got a special song planned for you!” she giggled.

“Whaddya mean, special?” growled Inuyasha suspiciously.

“You’re gonna love it”, she purred, kissing him on the chin.

As soon as his butt hit the seat, the song started playing. And it was not Happy Birthday. As soon as the guitar riffs and the heavy beat began playing, Inuyasha’s eyes widened. Oh shit.

“Love is like a bomb, baby, c'mon, get it on Livin' like a lover with a radar phone”

Kagome was strutting around him, one hand on her hip as she sang, while Kouga’s hands planted quickly on his shoulders, no doubt knowing he was ready to bolt.

“She really wanted to do this for you”, Kouga whispered, only loud enough for Inuyasha to hear, and he nodded, letting out a long sigh and relaxing his shoulders, despite the embarrassment flooding his cheeks. Both of them would do anything for Kagome, anything to make her happy.

The lights above them brought out the highlights in Kagome’s hair, and the excited gleam in her eyes as she sang, her baby blues locked on his, and he couldn’t help but smile. He knew why she’d chosen this song – it had been one of his favourites growing up, one they often played air guitar to at his house when they were mucking around instead of doing homework together.

He and Kagome had already been a couple by the time they went to university. And then they’d met Kouga, a wolf demon with a bucket load of charisma, who had rented the second bedroom in their apartment.

All of them had fallen hard. He was someone they’d never thought they’d needed, but somehow he’d just made the best thing even better. And now here they were, five years later, still committed to each other.

“Pour some sugar on me Ooh, in the name of love Pour some sugar on me C'mon, fire me up Pour your sugar on me I can't get enough”

Kagome sang the main vocals, and Kouga moved to stand beside her, his deeper voice growling out the baseline, winking at Inuyasha as he sang the next line.

“You got the peaches, I got the cream Sweet to taste, saccharine Cause I'm hot (hot), say what, sticky sweet From my head, (head, head), my head to my feet”

Kagome moved to stand in front of him, her finger beckoning. “Do you take sugar? One lump or TWO?”

He couldn’t help but snort at that lyric and the way Kagome had emphasised the word; Kouga was outright laughing by now.

Inuyasha pulled Kagome towards him, sitting her on his lap, moving the microphone in her hand towards his mouth so they could share it, and then reached out for Kouga with his other hand, so they could all finish the song together.

“Pour some sugar on me Oh, in the name of love Pour some sugar on me Get it, come get it Pour your sugar on me Oh Pour some sugar on me Yeah, sugar me”

The crowd whistled and cheered, and Kouga bowed, grinning.

“Did you like your birthday song Inu?” whispered Kagome, nuzzling into his neck. Tipsy Kagome was always an overly affectionate kitten.

“Yeah, I did baby”, he chuckled. “But both of you deserve birthday spanks when we get home.”

"Promises promises", winked Kouga.

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raibebe · 5 years ago

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Teach me

Genre: soft smut Words: 2.120 Prompt: Seungcheol teaching an inexperienced reader Warnings: corruption (?), handjob, blowjob, repetitive use of the words fuck and baby

A/N: In case anyone is familiar with the story of the last accidental smut I wrote… It happened again. It was 12:30am and no one stopped me and suddenly it was 2am and I had written 1,7k smut in @min-inu ‘s dms again. I wish I could say I was sorry but I’m really not. Like last time I edited it a bit and hopefully fished out all spelling and grammar errors. Please remember that english is not my first language. Also this might be the softest smut I have ever written.

You had been to Seungcheol’s studio before, he had shown you his songs and then you two had cuddled on the plush sofa and watched a movie under the neon signs as the only form of lighting.

But today something was different and you couldn’t quite pinpoint what it was. Earlier your boyfriend had shown you some of the songs he was working on before he had put on a playlist and joined you on the couch, your thighs pressed together and an arm around your shoulder, pulling you against his strong chest.

“Hey beautiful,” Seungcheol hummed, gently taking your chin between his fingers to tilt your head up from where it was nestled into his chest. For a while he just admired your face, his fingers gently caressing your skin, causing you heat to rush to your face. A bright smile spread across his features before he closed the gap between you two, his lips gently pressing against yours. Your lips moved against each other lazily, absolutely no hurry in any of your moves when you buried your hands in his thick black locks and Seungcheol gently cupped your jaw, tilting your head so he could kiss you more comfortably. Relaxing further into him, a soft sigh left your lips, which he took as his chance to slip his tongue past your parted lips. Another gasp left your lips. You had never done anything like that before.

Just when you were tensing up, Seungcheol gently took your clenched hand in his, rubbing soothing circles along the back of it while his tongue kept exploring your mouth. Slowly he coaxed your own tongue to slide against his, groans leaving both of your parted lips. He quickly grabbed your waist and lifted you onto his lap, a little squeal leaving your lips before he claimed them again, kissing you passionately.

Meanwhile he let his hands roam over your body, caressing your waist, running along your spread thighs and eventually grabbing your ass firmly to pull you against the bulge in his jeans, a groan leaving his parted lips. “Do you see what you do to me?” He asked you breathless when you broke the kiss to look between your bodies where his growing erection was stretching the tight fabric of his dark jeans. Experimentally you slid a hand down from where you had buried it in his hair, down his strong chest and gently palmed his cock. You could feel the warmth radiating off of him and the way it twitched slightly as it grew.

“I’ve never done anything like this,” you confessed, your voice barely more than a whisper, your eyes searching Seungcheol’s. A soft smile spread on his lips before he quickly pecked your lips. “I’ll teach you,” he promised, catching your lips again, kissing you until you were relaxed again, the hand that was still gently palming him almost forgotten. “You can push harder,” Seungcheol whispered into the air between you, canting his hips up to grind against your palm. With wide eyes you let him rut against you, amazed how his eyes darkened, the pink lights of the neon signs reflecting in the dark orbs. “Please touch me properly baby,” he sighed, “Make me feel good.”

He looked up at you from below his long eyelashes, searching your face for some kind of discomfort. When he found none, he quickly unbuckled his belt and pushed his pants down, leaving him in dark blue boxers. He gently kissed the knuckles of your hand before he guided it back down to his cock, the outline now clearly visible through the thin fabric. Curiously you cupped his length with your hand, running it along the shaft. Like this you could feel how hot and heavy it must be. He wasn’t small and you would lie when you would say that it didn’t excite you to see how he had gotten like this just because of you.

“Take it out,” Seungcheol’s breathy voice broke you from your thoughts. His big hands had crept below your shirt and settled on your hips, rubbing soothing circles into your flesh. Shyly, you nodded and slowly hooked your fingers into the elastic of his underwear, gradually revealing inch after inch of skin until his length sprung free and slapped wetly against his stomach, the bulbous head glistening under the neon lights. For a couple of moments none of you said anything, while Seungcheol was studying your face. You couldn’t tear your eyes away from his hard length where it rested heavy against his abdomen.

“Don’t be shy now, I’ll tell you how to touch me,” your boyfriend promised, bringing one of your hands up to his lips, licking a broad stripe up your palm. “Makes the glide easier,” he explained before guiding it back down until it was just hovering over his hard cock. “Wrap it around me, baby,” he instructed. Taking a deep breath you wrapped your hand around his thick length, feeling it twitch under your soft touch. Your fingers could barely touch and the smooth skin felt so hot and heavy against your palm, unlike anything you had ever felt before. When Seungcheol stayed quiet, his eyes glued to your hand around his dick, you slowly started to move it up and down, feeling the prominent vein on the underside against your fingers. “Twist your wrist a little when you go up,” he guided and you eagerly complied, earning you a deep groan. “And grab it a little tighter, I can take it.” When you followed his instructions enthusiastically, a soft moan fell from his parted lips. “You’re doing so well baby, making me feel so good.”

More and more precum began to leak from his tip and after he advised you to gather the sticky liquid as well, the glide on his cock became even easier and you could move your hand even faster on him, causing more and more moans spilling from him, his hips bucking up into the tight circle of your fist. “Fuck baby,” he cursed when you experimentally squeezed your hands just below the head, admiring how it made more precum leak. The sight suddenly gave you the urge to taste it. Slowly you took the index finger of your other hand and gently traced the slit of his cock with it, gathering some of the fluid before pushing it between your lips, tasting the salty liquid. Seungcheol had watched you with wide eyes, a guttural groan escaping him when your pink lips closed around your finger to suck it clean. “You’re going to kill me, don’t look so innocent while sucking on your finger like that. Makes me imagine what your lips would look like stretched wide around my cock,” he breathed through his parted lips, his head thrown back against the couch, but his eyes never leaving yours.

An involuntary moan bubbled from your throat at his words. “You wanna try that baby? Want to know what my cock feels like on your tongue?” He asked, pushing his own thumb between your lips when you had released your finger with a wet pop. Another groan left his chest when you hollowed your cheeks and sucked on it before swirling your tongue around it. “I think you’re made for this baby, please blow me.”

Nodding hazily you shifted around until you were seated between his strong thighs, one of your hands still pumping his cock while the other one was nervously fidgeting with the hem of his shirt. Mesmerized you watched the flush tip moving between your fingers. Leaning in you pressed an open mouthed kiss to the head, not really knowing what would make Seungcheol feel good. “Just be mindful of your teeth,” he reminded you, gathering your hair up in his hand, so it wouldn’t hang in your face, holding it loosely. “Take your time.”

Taking a deep breath, you held his cock steady at the base, sticking your tongue out to trace the vein on the underside. It didn’t taste bad like you had worried it would, it just tasted like skin, a little salty maybe. But not terribly unpleasant. When you reached the head, you kitten licked at it shyly, the salty taste intensifying slightly. “Fuck, you look so good sitting there between my legs,” your boyfriend groaned, his dark eyes fixed on your pink tongue that you swirled around his head, teasing the sensitive underside of the head which earned you a deep groan. “Close your lips around it, baby. Wanna see them stretched out.”

Taking another deep breath to calm your furiously beating heart, you parted your lips and took the head of his cock into your mouth, sucking slightly. The drawn out curse that left Seungcheol’s lips made you feel proud, you wanted to hear more of those melodious sounds. Eagerly you altered between sucking on the head and swirling your tongue around it, careful to not let your teeth touch the sensitive flesh.

“Can you take more, baby? Try bobbing your head,” he breathed, gently adding pressure to the back of your head, coaxing you to take more of him. “Fuck baby, your mouth feels so good,” he groaned when you gently started to bob your head on his cock, taking a little more each time. “Hollow your cheeks when you go up. Yes. Just like that, your mouth feels so good and hot around me. Fuck. You’re such a fast learner baby. Keep stroking what you can’t fit.”

With the added saliva you could move your hand almost without any resistance, you hadn’t even noticed how much you had drooled on him, your lipstick smeared around your lips in the most obscene way, and your lips glossy from spit and precum when you came up to take a few deep breaths, looking up at Seungcheol to look for confirmation whether you were doing good or not. The look he had in his eyes said more than any words ever could: His lower lip was red and swollen from how hard he must have bitten down on it and his eyes were hazy, his chest heaving with heavy breaths.

When you wanted to swallow him down again, a little overeager for more of the gorgeous deep moans he was letting out, you felt the head hit the back of your throat, causing you to cough violently. “Careful baby,” your boyfriend cooed, gently wiping away the tears that had escaped your eyes, “You’re doing great, no need to choke on me.” Nodding, you slowly eased him back into your hot mouth, gradually building up a steady rhythm again.

“Fuck baby I’m close,” he cursed after a while when your jaw started to ache a little. But you wanted to make him feel good. Eagerly you bobbed your head faster, paying a little more attention to the head, sucking on it like it was the most delicious popsicle you had ever tasted. “Baby, look up.” When you met Seungcheol’s dark eyes, his gaze heavy and eyes hooded, his face flushed, a moan tore from your throat, the vibrations going straight to his cock. “Fuck, keep that up and I’m going to cum any second. You look so good. You like sucking my cock? Making me feel good?” You hummed in affirmation, making him moan loudly, throwing his head back into the back of the couch.

“I’m gonna cum baby,” he breathed, using the grip he had on your hair to pull you off of him, his big hand covering your smaller one on his cock. He quickly jerked himself a couple of times before a long drawn out moan of your name left his lips and he coated both of your hands with his release, his strong thighs shaking next to your head and his eyes screwed shut. You swore you had never found your boyfriend more beautiful than in this moment.

“Fuck, that was good,” he giggled, high on the feeling of his orgasm, letting his hands fall to the side, his chest heaving with heavy breaths. “Thank you for trusting me enough to do this with me,” he added, smiling lopsidedly.

“Of- Of course,” you stuttered, surprised by how wrecked your voice sounded. “I gotta clean this mess or I’ll get in trouble,” he giggled, pulling you back to your feet and onto the couch before he walked over to his desk in all his half naked glory, searching for some tissues. But before he could find anything to wipe the cum off, you curiously looked at your own hand that was covered in his release, slowly licking the salty liquid off.

“Fuck baby, you’re gonna be the death of me,” he cursed when your eyes met again.

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lavendertwilight89 · 4 years ago

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InuxKag Week 2020--Day 5 Instincts Part 2

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I blame @hnnwnchstr

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It’d been a full moon cycle since Kagome, Inuyasha, and Shippo left her village. Kagome was a little uncomfortable with the whole… Inuyasha’s being the great general dog-demon’s son. From the way Inuyasha had spoke about his past, he was ostracized. For being a half-demon. From what he had said how Sesshomaru had treated him, it sounded like he didn’t care for him either.

But after seeing how they interacted in the days they had been together, Kagome began to notice that Inuyasha had been mistaken. Even from her first encounter with Sesshomaru, she noticed he took responsibility of Inuyasha. He was fairly protective of him and seemed like he wanted to keep him check. Sesshomaru wanted him to be apart of the kingdom for the western lands. He made Inuyasha attend meetings, go on scooting missions, and even had him eat a family style dinner with Shippo and her.

Inuyasha had said the bastard kept him locked in a cage and beat the tar of him. But that was when Inuyasha was in his demon state—before he found her; that was before she calmed his demon blood because of his instincts. The instincts that called to her. Because Sesshomaru was another alpha male, he would be viewed as a threat. Kagome learned quickly she was the only one to calm his soul. He never tried to attack Shippo but Shippo also told her it was because he submitted to him the first day they met.

Inuyasha told her he saw Shippo as a pup—blushingly admitted even the detail that he saw him as their pup. Something that brought her great joy that he saw her as motherly. They hadn’t talked further about children, but the way their make-out sessions went, she knew he wasn’t opposed to it. Even when they would cuddle on the futon at night, in his sleep, he often stroked her flat stomach. Sometimes she thought he was awake when he was doing such actions but was too shy to admit being awake.

Something that began to bother her though was that she wanted to move forward. She had left her village to be with him after all. Not that even if he had rejected her she would have moved on to be with Hojo, but she was growing… uncomfortable.

That actually was probably the wrong word. Frustrated. Sexually. Her body hurt and ached; she longed to be with Inuyasha so much. Originally when they were getting settled, Shippo slept with them in their room. Sesshomaru was the one who moved the kit into his own room. It made Inuyasha mad; but Kagome noticed the annoyance Sesshomaru expressed with Inuyasha as well…

Inuyasha tried to keep her and Sesshomaru as separate as possible except for when they had dinner together. Sesshomaru made comments that always seemed to rub Inuyasha the wrong way. They always were subtly made about ‘mating’.

While Kagome played the fool, she knew what they were talking about. Sesshomaru wanted Inuyasha to claim her; Inuyasha, for whatever reason, didn’t. It was strange because when they had left the village, he had made his intensions clear. But now that they were there, in the castle, it almost felt like he changed his mind. Well… that was probably not exactly right. More like there was serious hesitation. She was hoping she could entice him to come back out of his shell.

Maybe he was still concerned she wanted to wait. Maybe the pressure form his brother was turning him off. Maybe he thought she wanted to be certain… things were a little different than when they began courting in the forest. But even then, she was the one who started most of their ravenous kissing wars, pressing to try and do more but was shut down by him every time to a kiss to forehead. Maybe she wasn’t being direct enough.

One the night of the full moon, she finally decided to take matters into her own hands. After dinner she excused herself to bathe because she was ready. Beyond ready. She was going to try her best to seduce a half-demon. But, she wanted to be clean. Confident. As she dunked her hair into the water to rinse out the soap, she was surprised when she stood up and her upper arms were clenched in the hands of a very intense staring hanyou.

“Inuyasha,” she gasped. “You startled me.”

He just stared at her. Those bright golden eyes bore into her. Like he was staring into her soul. It made her hot. Hotter than the water that had already warmed her body. She realized then she was stark naked staring at a very naked and aroused half-demon. Blushing madly, she tried to bring her hand to her chest, but a thunderous growl made her pause.

“Inuyasha?”

His lips locking with hers made her forget her questions and embarrassment. She immediately moaned and melted into his body. She let him have control over the kiss but vowed that if he dared to falter, she would take control.

His growl was persistent, but not in a menacingly way, but not the rumble he gave to calm her to sleep; it was a heated arousing show of affection and appreciation of her body kind of way. And her body responded. Wildly. If she wasn’t waist deep in water, she would have had her wet juices seeping onto her legs. She did have to rub her thighs together to alleviate some of the burn he was making her feel. Desperation consumed her.

He must’ve heard the swoosh of the water as his hands left her arms and moved to her waist. One wrapped around her lower back and began kneading her ass as the other slipped between her folds and began to draw circles on her most sensitive parts.

She cried out before she knew it and could control her voice. Shockingly, it didn’t deter him like usual. It hadn’t made him realize what they were doing—or approaching. She hoped he wouldn’t realize it either. Her body would never recover if he stopped then. OR her pride.

His mouth moved down to her jaw then to her neck where he suckled and nibbled. Whatever sounds were flowing from her mouth clearly were welcomed and egged him on further. Her arms started tracing and memorizing his chest, his abs, his pecks, slowly swiping her fingers against his erect nipples making him groan. His breath caught and his attentions stalled. She slightly panicked before he lifted his face to lock eyes with her.

“Are you sure Kagome?” he asked as his eyes slightly tinged red. His demon-state just beneath the surface and was waiting to strike. The thought only made her mouth go dry. She licked her lips subconsciously earning a low sexy snarl.

“Y-yes. I’m sure. A-Are you?” she panted trying to calm her excited body. It wasn’t working. At all.

“Of course—I had to wait until I was at my strongest to mark you. I wasn’t about to do it in the middle of the woods with my asshat of a brother and our kit watching,” he smirked lowering his head and engulfed her breast in his mouth.

She cried out and arched further into him, wrapping her around his back to hold him to her. All of sudden, the water seemed to be receding from her waist to her legs. She forced her eyes open and realized his hand picked her up from her bottom while he switched breasts and continued to press his fingers around her swollen nub.

“Inu-ya-shaaaaa,” she whined as he laid her down on the tub’s edge.

“Like that do you?” he taunted, lifting his head from her breast to kiss her again. He was fully transformed but still seemed to have kept his mind intact. She wasn’t at all afraid. She knew he would never hurt her.

“Gods, yes,” she conceded as she lifted her hands to grasp and play with his ears.

His rumble increased as he left her mouth after nipping her chin then proceeded to bite, suck, and nibble down her body. There was no surface of her left untouched or explored. He was clearly learning her, memorizing her. She whimpered as he spread her legs apart and sunk into the water until his hot moist breath fluttered around her core.

“Please,” she begged even though she had never thought he would do something so-so-soooo—intimate. Oddly she knew with anyone else she would find this weird, or be embarrassed and worried out but with Inuyasha, she was reduced to begging him to explore her with his tongue.

She didn’t have to beg long as she felt his wet hot tongue lave between her folds. Fuck!!!!! The shrill cry that emerged from her made his ears flick back. She automatically removed her fingers from them and moved them to his silky hair. She tried to press him further into her—she wanted him to be inside her. She wanted him to swallow every fiber of her being.

“Yash,” she whispered breathlessly, allowing her head to fall back as his tongue entered her and swirling around her opening. The growl he exhaled made her shiver in delight and writhe demanding more from him.

He finally ended her suffering of teasing for what felt like eternity. Constantly being brought to edge to only for him to let her drop back down, Gods, payback was going to be a bitch. He wrapped his lips around her nub and sucked as his fingers had made their way into her, slowly grinding and stretching her.

Her release his her hard. She wailed his name swearing that the entire castle probably heard her. She felt her walls gripping his fingers rapidly. Panting, he kneeled and then lowered to hover over her and began kissing her, bringing her back from her drunken haze of her orgasm.

“Mmmmmmm, Inu-ya-sha,” she moaned desperately trying to pull him down to reengaged the closeness between them.

“Are you ready?” he said gruffly.

“Yes, please, make me yours,” she pleaded kissing him, tasting herself with her tongue that stroked against his fangs. Not having to ask twice, he slammed into her making her yelp. Tears formed in her eyes and she shuddered trying to reign in her discomfort so he didn’t panic.

To her shock, he began to kiss her cheeks and lick away the tears as he let out her favorite soothing rumble from his chest for her. He remained still and didn’t move any further. She figured out he was waiting for her permission. Probably taken aback by her pain and discomfort--not that she was upset with him. She knew it would hurt. While she was a priestess and didn't have the intention to marry, she knew what took place on wedding nights. Kikyo had been called in multiple times to check and make sure nothing was truly wrong. Most men would just fuck their wives and not worry about their comfort or pleasure. Inuyasha was not most men. That's how and why she fell in love with him.

Ultimately, she had been surprised he had taken her in that position. She thought about his inuyoukai heritage and thought he would have preferred her on all-fours. Or even that his instincts would demand it. She was glad he decided against it for the first time. Their second time, however, she wouldn’t have minded trying it.

She rolled her hips and pulled a heated moan from his throat.

"Are you ready?"

"Mhm," she said shakily.

"Ugh," he groaned as he pulled out and pushed his back in. She could tell even in his demon state, he was struggling. Like he was trying to control himself. But she didn’t want that. While she appreciated his concern, his movements were no longer uncomfortable. If anything they to slow; the slow burn wasnt enough. She wanted more-- she wanted all of him.

Her resolve found, she lifted her hands to cup his cheek startling him enough to still. She could tell she was blushing as she panted beneath him. Asking him, or rather telling him she wanted him as he was, a demon; she knew it could be taken the wrong way. But she accepted all of him. Exactly how he was.

"You don't have to go slow; it doesn't hurt. Don't hold yourself back. I want you as you are-- instincts and all."

He looked perplexed and shocked that she had admitted such a thing. She knew from his past he hadn't been accepted but… had she not been clear enough she wanted him? As a half-demon? Not just the half-human inside of him?

The growl of arousal pulled her from her thoughts as he pressed a hard and demanding kiss upon on her lips. Not doubt bruising them but damn, if it wasn't hot.

"I thought you'd want your first time the human way. Something I am not completely knowledgeable about," he admitted shifting above her.

"I'm happy you started there-- but I don't want you to be scared to be who you are. I love you. All of you."

"I'll learn."

"I have no doubt," she purred as he pulled out and flipped her to be on her hands and knees. "Practice makes perfect. And I don't know about you, but I intend to practice a lot."

"Good," he rumbled as he thrusted into her. She cried out, but not in pain-- in pure bliss. He kept slamming his cock deep into her core, hard, fast, and Gods, she felt her legs trembling to stay upright from the onslaught of sheer unadulterated pleasure.

His hands clenching her hips digging into her ass was the only thing keeping her upright as her arms have out as she came. A loud cry of a broken version of his name fell from her mouth likely was his only warning when she started to fall. But his arm wrapped under her chest to bring her upright-- her back to his chest.

"You're not done yet," he groaned into her ear as he licked the shell.

"Oh, Gods, Yasssssh," she moaned.

A clawed hand started to pinch one of her nipples while the other hand snuck around and started kneading her overly stimulated jewel.

"Ahhhhh," she sighed, panting, pleading to him.

"I'm close koishii," he whispered.

She whimpered her response, hoping he knew she was too.

His mouth hovered above her shoulder briefly before his tongue snaked out to lave from her arm to her neck. His fangs pressed into the junction of her and shoulder and she felt her walls tightening around his hard cock.

Wailing her third release of the night, her orgasm almost pushed her into unconsciousness. When his fangs pressed into her neck it kept her awake and screaming. It was an odd sensation. It was beyond arousing-- it would have sent her spiraling if she wasn’t already. The pain was sharp but easily forgotten when she felt the surge of demonic aura flowing through her, blending and melding with her own spiritual powers.

She felt full. Complete. She would have stayed that way if she could have forever to hold onto that first real feeling of love and belonging.

He relessed her slowly easing down as he pulled out from her. He lifted her into his arms and eased her back into the water holding her close.

"Mmmm," she hummed snuggling into his chest.

"Good?" He asked, his voice losing is demonic gruffness.

"Great," she amended. Lifting her head, she looked into his fully golden eyes and smirked. "Don't fight your instincts again. They know what they're doing."

He smiled softly back and kissed her. All his love poured into her.

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The Legend of Silver Fang - Episode 1: The Birth

Alright, first part of the GNG rewrite aaaaayyy! As with the last rewrite, the major story beats and overarching plot are the same. This is written under the supposition that, in fantasy land, this is a mini series with episodes that run about 2 hours in length each.

Some things to be aware of going in:

This story is violent as shit!!! CONTENT WARNING FOR: Firearms, various kinds of physical trauma, injuries to people and animals, the deaths of people and animals, search and rescue missions, self harm, animal and child abuse, and just a whole lotta spilled blood. Basically if any form of violence upsets you, it’d be a good idea not to read ahead

I was trying to achieve a decent adaptation that combines the strongest elements of the anime and manga. It will not be precisely like either and will occasionally totally deviate from both

This isn’t meant to be “better” then the canon. It’s just the way I’d go about rewriting the Akakabuto arc if I had that level of ungodly power lol

Character designs made to represent several mentioned characters can be found here and here. Others will be left up to the reader’s interpretation. A link to the next episode will also be provided at the end. If a link isn’t available, the next episode just hasn’t been posted yet!

THIS ALSO MARKS THE 34TH ANNIVERSARY OF THE ANIME SO HAPPY BIRTHDAY GNG LMAO enjoy

In the year 198somethingidk in the forests of Japan, a white Akita Inu named Shiro ("white") is tailing behind an unusually large Ussuri brown bear dubbed "Akakabuto" ( "red helmet") by the nearby village's populace due to the unusual red tuft of fur trailing down his back. Shiro is followed by his owner, a crotchety old fart named Gohei Takeda, renowned bear hunter and the world's least called out animal abuser (hint: this will become relevant later.)

Before the old man can take aim with his rifle, however, the shadowy mass from the winter darkness barrels towards him. As the dog tries to leap to his owner's defense, Akakabuto smacks off a good portion of Grandpa Point-n-Shooty's face, sending a severed human ear flying into a bloodied patch of snow. Shiro takes this as an invitation to do his best impersonation of Lassie and dives at the monstrous beast, grasping hard atop his muzzle to avoid his claws. From a nearby hill, a small red puppy watches the horror unfold.

While Shiro baits the bear, as is his job as a bear-dog, Gohei fires a bullet into the massive animal's right eye. The eyeball bursts in the bear's skull, but it also stops the bullet from traveling through his brain, instead lodging it into his grey matter and jostling around his nerve centers and pituitary gland. Understandably pissed at Gohei taking the shot, Akakabuto swipes madly at him until both himself and the dog stumble blindly off the edge of a cliff, resulting in what is surmised to be their deaths. Gohei faints in a snowbank, his vision running red with blood, as the unseen red puppy runs back to civilization to bring help.

Five years pass. Gohei continues to raise, train, and hunt with Akitas, but now it's for more then the sake of bringing home bear skins. He believes Akakabuto is still alive, and he wants revenge. The massive scar on the left side of his face is explanation enough for anyone to understand why. He continues to explore the forest near his home, now aided by several new dogs, including one of Shiro's sons, a powerful red Akita named Riki ("power" or "strength") and the same puppy who had saved Gohei's life all those years ago.

Riki has comfortably begun filling his father's shoes, enough so that he's established a reputation as one of the best bear-dogs in Japan. With a title like that, it wasn't long before Riki had been mated to an equally powerful and very pretty red brindle Akita named Fuji, and the buns he'd so kindly plopped into her oven were fit to enter the bakery of life and this analogy sucks

Fuji is not Gohei's dog. She belongs to the Fujiwaras, a neighboring nuclear family who own and operate a ski resort in the mountains. Daisuke Fujiwara, a young boy with a heart of gold and a nose of snot, has been tending to his dog during her pregnancy, and she's finally delivered what is universally understood as The Best Thing Ever: a litter of roly poly puppies! Daisuke is especially taken with the smallest of the babies, a handsome silver brindle boy, because Daisuke is a stuck up dog fancier who believes silver brindles, or Tora-Ges ("tiger striped") make the best hunting dogs. He ever-so-creatively dubs the puppy Gin ("silver") and decides the infant will do him proud someday.

But all is not well in Skiiertown. Gohei's hunt of Akakabuto isn't just motivated by vengeance. The village mayor is currently trailing behind Gohei and his dogs, discussing how the town needs money from tourists and that Akakabuto's alleged presence would surely make some of them go "yeah, no" and leave. Gohei doesn't care about the economy, but he does care that a man named Genji from the neighboring town has been mauled under """mysterious""" circumstances.

As the two oldies argue about which is more important, money or human lives, Riki scents and points out the mutilated remains of two wayward tourists, a young man and his girlfriend. He also runs defensively to Gohei's side, snarling wildly. Everyone looks around, confused. Suddenly, a flash of black and red drops from the tree branches above onto the men and dogs. As the men's screams and dogs' cries fill the air, so does a fountain of their blood.

Soon after, forest rangers in helicopters are dispatched to locate and rescue the missing persons and - if they can manage it, no pressure at all - kill the illusive demon bear before he slaughters more innocents. Daisuke watches the helicopters pass overhead and leaps onto his snowmobile, incapable of not getting involved in anything.

He makes a beeline for Gohei's now abandoned camping tent. Finding it empty, he's about to drive off elsewhere when paramedics emerge from the wall of trees beside him. The mayor, bloodied and broken, is being carried on a stretcher. Daisuke runs up to him and asks what happened to Gohei and Riki, to which he's met with a simple "Akakabuto" as the man slips from consciousness.

Daisuke rushes back home to break the news to Fuji and her puppies about what happened to their doghusband and dogdad. Daisuke holds Gin close and insists Riki can't die until he's seen his shiny Pokemon of a son, to which Gin, being literally like a day old, merely whimpers and wiggles. Gazing misty eyed at the puppy, Daisuke changes his mind. Gohei can't be dead. Riki can't be dead. No mere bear could kill a man like Gohei or a dog like Riki.

Ten days pass. Neither Riki nor Gohei's bodies have been found, but the bodies of Gohei's other dogs, Riki's eldest son Aka ("red") and friend Don, have been located by lodge personnel. The animals were mauled so severely that everyone begins giving up the ghost on this whole "finding Gohei alive" business. Besides that, the cacophanic cries from Akakabuto have frightened everyone into leaving the forest, afraid of becoming the next victims. The bear is greatly distressed - his brain damage leaves him unable to rest for more then an hour at a time, let alone hibernate, and being awake during winter is disorienting him. He runs madly around the forest, roaring and swinging his massive claws at anything that moves and also most things that don't.

While the bear plods around wreaking havoc in the night, Daisuke is dreaming. He dreams of the old man and his dog languishing somewhere in the woods, starving to skeletal husks. He dreams that Gohei, in an act of desperation, raises his gun barrel to Riki's head. The old coot, overcome with hunger pangs and a desperation to survive, murmurs an apology to his dog, explaining a dude's gotta eat. He fires off a shot in Riki's skull, killing his closest companion, before tearing savagely into the dog's flesh with his bear hands. And I do mean bear hands, as Gohei begins to turn into Akakabuto, ripping the dog's flesh, then the Earth itself to pieces.

Daisuke awakens beside a sleeping Fuji a moment later. He's absolutely covered in sweat. He laments on how fucked up his dream was as he reaches out and caresses first Fuji, then Riki's puppies, praying that at least the first half of his dream, the half in which Gohei and Riki are still alive, is true.

Unbeknownst to everyone but Daisuke's subconscious, Gohei and Riki are in fact still alive! The two managed to struggle into a ravine just out of the bear's reach, and they've been holed up ever since. Riki's back has been shredded badly, and Gohei's right leg has been broken, mauled, and rendered useless. Gohei has begun to get sick of sitting on his ass incapable of doing anything, and with an ominous glint in his eye, raises the hatchet he had been carrying in his pack above Riki's head, murmuring something about home cooking...

In a twisted, eerie parallel to Daisuke's dream, the old man brings the weapon down, but not on the petrified dog in his lap. Instead, he's sliced through his own injured leg! Having severed the useless limb from the knee down, Gohei demands Riki eat his flesh, regain his energy, and seek help at the village just as he did when he was a youngster. Riki is understandably not for this, and his resistance in the form of wailing and vomiting is loud enough to catch the attention of the red helmeted hellspawn himself. In an effort to protect his even-more-fucked-up-now owner, Riki does indeed gather the last of his energy to throw himself at the bear.

Daisuke's dad begins leading a patrol back into the forest, saying that even if they're dead, Gohei and his dog's bodies can't be left to stink up the woods. Daisuke cuddles a quickly growing Gin as he asks to go, but he's told to stay home with the puppies. After all, Fuji is coming with the crew to find her doghusband and his owner's corpses.

Diasuke pouts for the 5 minutes it takes the men to be entirely out of sight before shoving Gin into his coat and plopping himself into the seat of his snowmobile, once again refusing to be left out of the excitement. Meanwhile, Riki continues his dual with Akakabuto, experiencing the slicing and dicing of a lifetime at the hands of the fiend.

The battle between bear and dog rages on, and fresh blood from both animals spatters the fresh fallen snow. Daisuke, having vroomed on over, catches sight of this historic event from atop a hill, and without a second thought begins driving down towards the bear. He tells Gin to have a look at his father, and once Gin realizes that his dad isn't the big red bear, he's awed at his old man's strength and resilience. This thought is interrupted by Daisuke screaming a one liner and driving over an incline, sending the snowmobile flying right into the bear's face. Daisuke and Gin both bail from the vehicle, and Gin tumbles out of Daisuke's jacket.

Akakabuto appropriately gathers his bearings before lunging at Daisuke, pissed off that a child has bitchslapped him with a small car. Diasuke screams for help as a bloodied, super manly arm yoinks him quickly into the ravine. It's (obviously) Gohei! He's (as we've established) still alive, and frankly very surprised to see Daisuke here! But Riki's still in unsafe territory outside, as is...

Gin! The puppy has tumbled into the bear's path, and he's too slow and uncoordinated to run to safety. Thankfully, Riki has already thrown himself at Akakabuto to save the little lad he's only just met. Daisuke and Gohei watch helplessly as the dual continues, as does a spellbound Gin.

Riki manages to break away from Akakabuto and snag up his son, but the lack of food and the constant stress on his body have taken everything out of him, and he collapses to the forest floor, Gin clutched in his teeth. Daisuke and Gohei call out to him, encourage him to come just a bit further, begging him to save himself and his son, but he just can't do it, even with the knowledge of the puppy's lineage in mind.

In a final heroic act, Riki works every muscle he's got one last time to leap forward just enough so he can yeet his son into the ravine. His effort works, and Gin finds himself safely landing in Daisuke's trembling arms, but it's too late for Riki. As the dog gazes helplessly at his master, his friend, and his child, Akakabuto delivers a final blow to his side. The red bear sends the red dog tumbling off a nearby cliff, and Riki disappears into the black snowy depths below, followed by a trail of blood and Gohei's cries of anguish.

Pissed beyond words, Gohei drags himself out of the ravine, hatchet clenched in his fist. He's just about to tell Akakabuto to 1v1 him scrub, but then everyone hears something. It's the search party come to call, all armed with guns and thermoses of hot cocoa. Akakabuto takes one look at all those shiny boom sticks and high tails it, leaving a madly wailing Gohei behind.

Daisuke emerges from the hole with Gin in his arms, much to his own father's surprise. As the men gather to take the boy, puppy, and old man to safety, Gohei drags himself to the cliffside and weeps openly for the loss of his beloved dog and closest friend.

In a short while, Gohei finds himself on a stretcher all his own. He congratulates Fuji on her litter and Daisuke on his silver brindle puppy, assuring him that Gin will make a fine bear-dog someday. Diasuke is understandably feeling glum as Gohei is carted off to hospital, but he's emboldened by the old man's words, as is his puppy. Gin is too young to speak or even truly understand what's happened, but he knows something lifechanging has taken place.

Several weeks pass. Gin and his siblings grow larger, large enough for Daisuke to initiate training them for their futures as hunting dogs. The boy has masterminded only the most exhausting, trying test of ability for the young animals today: cross a snowy field to get to him. While his siblings flop through the ice like suffocating fish, Gin's intuitive sense of laziness takes him onto the clean-driven road, where he easily makes his way into Daisuke's admiring arms. Daisuke decides that Gin is a veritable puppy prodigy, and he refuses to ever let him go.

Before he can heap more praise onto the puppy, here comes Shinji, one of Diasuke's classmates and closest non-canine friend. Shinji comes bearing news: Gohei has left the hospital at long last. Not because the doctor cleared him to, but because the impatient inpatient insisted he couldn't wait around with his thumb up his ass (or up the wound in his leg) any longer. Akakabuto has only continued to terrorize and traumatize the village folk and their visitors.

This doesn't surprise Daisuke, who is, at anything, glad that someone still has the gumption to do something about That Asshole In The Woods. Gumption doesn't benefit everyone, insists Shinji. Given Gin's a silver brindle and demonstrably the most protagonist-y out of the whole litter, Gohei will surely come to take him someday. He's Riki's son, after all, and now that Riki is gone, someone will have to fill his pawprints.

Daisuke is preemptively heartbroken, remembering back to the first time he saw the elderly man come back into town with his dogs. Gohei had taken a blunt stick and smacked Don around with it for some unknown insolence that transpired during their last hunt. The memory sends Daisuke's stomach and emotions reeling, and he clings to Gin.

Or perhaps his heartbreak was not so preemptive, because Gohei began chugging along towards the ski lodge the moment he left the hospital parking lot. The old man barges in on the boys' conversation and snags Gin up by the scruff of his little neck. Diasuke's dad notices the commotion and busts into it, telling Gohei the doctor demanded he get 6 months more bedrest. Gohei ignores him, instead striking Gin across the face for no reason but to test how pussy the puppy is. This only causes Gin to begin chewing in anger on the old man's fingers, to which the weirdass only grins.

Daisuke isn't happy about his dog being slapped out of nowhere, but Gohei insists it proves Gin's got a fighting spirit, an inherent gameness. Not like those worthless siblings of his, who Gohei proves aren't worthy of being mentioned outside of the first arc ever again by bopping them both in the face as well. To a chorus of squealing, crying puppies, Gohei leaves, carrying Gin away.

As Daisuke cries after Gohei not to kill the dog, the old man carries the puppy out of sight. Gohei takes the puplet to his cabin, showcasing his collection of bear skulls and animal hides. He leans back from his crutches and informs Gin that he'll be trained in much the same way his father was.

Gin doesn't understand what this means until Gohei picks up a stick and starts beating the everloving shit out of him. Daisuke seems to have had a hunch this would happen, because he's followed Gohei home, and the moment he sees what he's doing to Gin, he's even more pissed then the last time he lost a game of Fortnite.

Diasuke can't keep himself from whining about "animal abuse" and how "it's not good to beat infants" and other special snowflakery, to which Gohei responds by deadass picking up his rifle. He reaches down towards the battered Gin, lifts him up beside the barrel, and fires off a shot into an ancient bear skull on one of his shelves, shattering it to splinters. The gun is so GODDAMN LOUD that Daisuke falls back from the noise, and yet the tiny Gin doesn't even flinch. He seems more mystified by the gun then scared of it, a level of comfort that Gohei remarks Riki took a year of training to achieve.

Gohei says that Daisuke can leave whenever he'd like, because this dog is too suited for the job for him to ever surrender him. Daisuke unhappily ceases arguing, but he insists on staying and watching Gin train, to which Gohei just shrugs dismissively.

The next morning, Daisuke awakens in Gohei's cabin to the sound of Gin's whimpering. He rushes outside to find Gohei trying to forcefeed Gin bear flesh, a strong smelling meat with the world's most uninviting texture. When Daisuke tries to interfere, Gohei punches the 10 year old squarely in the jaw, making it ludicrously hard for the audience to appreciate his presence. Gohei insists he's doing this to get Gin acquainted with the enemy's scent and prove to him his will to live, but all Daisuke hears is "wah wah wah me like torture children".

At suppertime that day, Gohei offers Daisuke some of the soup he's made. Daisuke says he refuses to eat until Gin does. Gin has yet to have eaten any bear meat, and Gohei refuses to back down and feed him anything else. Instead, Gohei supplements Daisuke's meal for a story about a dog he owned long before Gin was born.

The dog was a Tosa Inu named Rikiou ("king of power"), and he never knew fear, common sense, or self preservation. The first bear he ever encountered was too big for him to fight off, and, unwilling to back down for even a moment, it killed him. His head was crushed like a grape. Daisuke wavers on what this story means, but he assumes it means that if Gin wants to survive, he'll take the most logical route to do so, and that his aversion to bear meat will likely grant him more respect for bears' power in future. Gohei had no moral in mind tbh. He just likes rambling about his dogs (okay relatable)

The next morning, Daisuke decides he's done watching his puppy's samurai-training and goes home. He's back only long enough to greet his parents when everyone hears a scratching at the window. It's Gin! He followed Daisuke back home! Daisuke takes this as a sign that Gin would rather live with him then with Gohei, but he doesn't receive a chance to make this so.

Gohei comes up from behind the puppy and gives him a swift bop in the side with one of his crutches. He then snags a rope around the little pooch's neck. Gin wails miserably as the old timer takes him back to his cabin for another day of bruising and starving.

Three days later, Daisuke comes to call on Gohei once again, mostly to make sure Gin isn't dead yet. Gin isn't dead, but he IS super weak. Gohei states that the little bugger has stubbornly refused bear flesh for the past few days, which means he's had nothing to eat in nearly a week. Daisuke is at the end of his rope with this insolent boomer and starts kicking and stomping the bear meat around the room.

He straight up tells Gohei to fight him if he doesn't like it when he notices the old man looking past him towards Gin. When Daisuke turns, he realizes that Gin is finally, FINALLY eating! Now that the bear meat's been stomped on, it's soft enough for the little dude to sink his baby teeth into.

Several months pass. One day, Diasuke and Shinji are piddlefarting around town. The two become enraptured with the guns inside a weapons shop. Daisuke thinks out loud about how Akakabuto could easily be defeated if the guy who went after him had a rifle as powerful as these. His train of thought is interrupted by a man and his dog, a German Shepherd, entering the store. The man orders his dog to wait outside, and the animal follows his command with no hesitation.

The boys go to have a better look at the pooch, a young, handsome dog in a brown collar. The dog gazes boredly at the two. Shinji is impressed with the dog's obedience, but since he's neither an Akita nor a brindle, Daisuke couldn't care less.

Tired of gawking at a stranger's dog, the two head back to Gohei's place to peep what Gin's up to. "He's up to eating," Gohei basically says. But what he actually meant was "he's up to learning how to swim without breathing so he can eat the bear meat I've put at the bottom of a water basin". Which, by the way, is what Gin's doing. In fact, Gin will continue doing this exercise of his twice a day every day for several weeks, growing in muscle mass and understanding of how to not die via water inhalation.

In the meantime, Gohei sorta zones out while hovering over Gin's personal swimming pool. He mutters something about Riki training just like this to the boys, to which Shinji politely excuses himself and runs home. God forbid he stay behind to hear an old man ramble.

Daisuke, on the other hand, is a nerd who is intrigued by the knowledge Gohei possesses. He asks what it was like hunting with Riki, to which Gohei chuffs and turns away. He doesn't go into detail about his dog - he's still in mourning - but he does detail what it's like to hunt bears. It's all math and muscle memory, he says, much to Daisuke's disbelief.

Gohei asserts that the simplest way to kill a bear is to abide by The Centre Line Rule, a theory among bear hunters that states that all of a bear's weakest points are down the middle of its body when it's standing erect. Fire a shot off into a bear's chest or gut or forehead from dead center, and you'll learn why it's called "dead" center. Daisuke doesn't know if he believes the boomer, but he rolls the idea around in his head as he watches Gin collect his soggy rations.

After a bit of time passes, Gohei comes to visit Daisuke. He brings little Gin along with him. At first, Gin's siblings are very happy to see him. They rush towards him to play, cheering about how their brother has returned, and he instantly kicks their asses. Gin's siblings are no longer very happy to see him. They run to their mother's side for comfort as Gin comes to a heel at Gohei's leg in an insanely powerful flex on momma's boys everywhere.

Daisuke asks the old hunter what he's doing poking around these here parts, and after scolding him for speaking like a cowboy, Gohei invites him along to watch Gin's first hunting trip. Obviously since something's happening, Daisuke MUST be included.

The three head out to a river gorge nearby to blast some ducks outta the sky. Gohei is taking his sweetass time with aiming and firing, which is very uncharacteristic of him. It soon becomes obvious why, though. As soon as he manages to snipe a bird outta the air, he allows it to fall into the ravine below before commanding Gin to go in after it.

Gin is still too full of vim and vigor to be afraid, so he leaps into the foaming snake of water below, his basin training finally showing some use. From somewhere nearby, a man's voice can be heard barking commands in English, which I cannot transcribe here because I don't speak English.

As Gin braves the rapids, a familiar silhouette also comes down into the gorge. It's another dog, and Daisuke recognizes it! It's the pompous German Shepherd from the weapons shop, and before you can learn how to properly pronounce "nagareboshi", he's snagged Gin's bird up and started making off with it!

Daisuke shouts obscenities at the thieving bastard as Gin follows behind him. For the first time, Gin begins to speak to another dog, though all the humans hear is adorable yipping. Gin tells the dog to let go of his master's kill. The dog makes like he's going to say something sarcastic back, but his mouth is too full to speak.

Instead, the dog continues to bolt, finishing his sprint by climbing to the top of the cliffside and leaping to the other side of the ravine. Little Gin tries to follow suit, but his anime protag powers haven't truly kicked in yet, and instead he ends up missing the mark and tumbling back down into the water below. The shepherd snorts in smug amusement before scampering away.

Gin, Gohei, and Daisuke pack up and start heading home. Gohei is visibly annoyed at the loss of the kill. Even Gin looks forlorn about it. Just as Daisuke begins trying to soothe the two of them, a Jeep drives past. Sitting proudly in the backseat is a dog - the German Shepherd from before! Daisuke and Gin both call out to the thief to return their kill, and the man driving the Jeep stops and gets out to meet them.

Daisuke recognizes the man from the gun shop, but only Gohei knows his name. The young man is called Hidetoshi Sekiguchi, and he's the son of the village mayor, the man who was attacked by Akakabuto alongside Gohei.

Hidetoshi apologizes for the inconvenience regarding the bird, but assures them that it was his kill all along. He tosses the bird's carcass to Daisuke to prove it. The bird's head is missing, clearly having been blasted off its feathery shoulders by the force of a bullet. That bullet came from the shiny, new, powerful-looking rifle Hidetoshi had just purchased.

The young man is a doctor by trade but a hunter at heart, and he's come all the way back from the UK with this new gun and his faithful hunting dog John to kill the bear that mauled his father. Gohei tries to tell Hidetoshi that all the fancy equipment and stuck up canines in the world aren't enough to kill that bear, to which Hidetoshi just patronizingly grins and drives away.

As Hidetoshi and John drive out of sight, Daisuke and Gohei begin heading home. Gin trails a little behind, both spellbound by John's achievement and poise as well as frustrated by his stolen victory. He swears to himself that if he ever sees the GSD again, he won't lose to him once more. He scrunches up his little baby face in determination before following behind the others.

A couple more weeks pass generally uneventfully. Gin continues his training and keeps growing rapidly. Daisuke has tried to keep himself involved in Gin's upbringing, but he's been cooped up inside for a few days now. A blizzard combined with the constant looming threat of Akakabuto makes his parents uncomfy with letting him lollygag around in the woods. So tonight he's chillin' inside with his folks when suddenly they hear an erratic banging at the door. Fuji gets up and snarls, looking more scared then aggressive.

Suddenly, the door flies open and its glass windows, frosted from the cold, shatter. A man tumbles headlong into the living room. A large, bloody gash on the side of his head oozes all over the new rug, horrifying the family for both altruistic and materialistic reasons. Daisuke's father runs to the man's side, trying to keep him awake, while his mother runs to call an ambulance.

The man begins gibbering through bloodied teeth about a monster with a red mane and how his friends and son are still in danger. Daisuke's dad sends his son off to retrieve Gohei, which Daisuke does without skipping a beat because oh my god something he can be involved in, SCORE.

Treading through the snow on his shiny new prosthetic leg, Gohei allows Gin to lead he and Daisuke back to the man. Gohei recognizes him immediately - he's an old hunting buddy, a renowned bear hunter named Shigematsu. Gohei catches the attention of the languishing lad just long enough to see recognition in his eyes before Shigematsu succumbs to his injuries, dying on Daisuke's floor.

Gohei knows he can't stand idly by while Shigematsu's crew are at risk, so he gathers his rifle and his dog and heads out the door. As they leave, Gin looks over his shoulder for an instant at his mother. Fuji gazes longingly at her son as he exits the house. Daisuke and his father follow behind Gohei and head off to gather the same dudes who have been wandering around in the forest looking for bear attack victims for the past several months at this point.

As the group enters the woods, they come across an unexpected sight. It's Hidetoshi and John. Word spread quickly through the village about the man dying from a bear attack, and Hidetoshi wants a chance to fire a few bullets into Akakabuto's ass to make up for his suffering. He joins the men in their hike to Shigematsu's cabin, much to Gin's dismay. Gin still isn't very fond of the callous asshole of a shepherd he's forced to walk beside. John sneers at him, fully aware of how bothersome his presence is.

Meanwhile at Shigematsu's cabin, his remaining friends are trembling and sweating, guns in hand. They know the bear is lurking just outside the cabin somewhere, having a merry little picnic of any men who tried to escape. They inch against the wall only to find it crumbling behind them. A gigantic bear with a red trail of fur down its back roars and swings its mighty paws at the men, shattering their skulls upon impact. Their screams ring through the winter air, entangling with the buzzing of the wind.

By the time the group reaches the cabin, the bear is wandering outside. Gin takes one look at it and leaps into action, ready to be the bear-hound he was meant to be, before tumbling into a snowdrift he can't wiggle out of. John makes fun of the stoopid newb xDDD before using his longer, less silly legs to bumrush the big boogieman of a bear. He snarls and snaps at the predator's face, swiftly dodging his swaying claws.

Gin finally manages to free himself from his strongest enemy yet, the snow, and follows John's example. Only he uses a different source of inspiration for his moves: the memory of his father clinging desperately to the upper side of the bear's snout.

It's already been seen that Gin isn't very agile yet, and the bear takes full advantage of this by smacking him away as if batting at a silver striped fly, sending the puppy squealing into the snow, embarrassed but otherwise unharmed. Daisuke rushes to make sure Gin is alright. The men all open fire on the bear, but the fierce blizzard winds prevent them from getting a good hit on him.

The bear makes a break for it only to be distracted by John. Hidetoshi takes aim while his pet busies the big boy and fires his rifle off square in the animal's chest. The unsteady teddy stumbles with a wail of pain, rolling back into the snow.

As the bear tries to get up once again, Hidetoshi lets loose another bullet into the animal's left eye, finally sending it to bear hell where it belongs. In a moment of catharsis, he lets fly a few more bullets into the dead animal's skull, images of his father's mauled corpse dancing in traumatic fashion around his head. Everyone is still for a moment.

Hidetoshi is about to say something about honor and family or whatever when Gohei interrupts the celebration by pointing out that this animal cannot be Akakabuto. Buty Boy has no right eye, whereas this unlucky fucker had two before getting blown away. Everyone gapes. The striking resemblance the animal has to Akakabuto can only mean one thing: the tyrant has been getting laid, passing his powerful and dangerous genes onto a new generation. A feeling of intense terror spreads through the crowd, and about 50 feet away, a single, glassy eye shimmers in the darkness.

The dogs are shaken from their own stupor by the scent of something wicked this way coming. John and Gin snarl at the large black mass watching the crowd, and the men look to see the forest's resident bastard glaring at them. Akakabuto stares spitefully at the men, taking in all of their scents and faces. His gaze also falls first on the German Shepherd, then on the little silver ball of fur beside it. He can't pinpoint why, but the upstart (pupstart?) looks and smells incredibly familiar.

Furious at the sight of his father's murderer, Gin tries to run towards the hulking mountain of bear. Daisuke snags him up before he can run very far, though, and he settles with barking obscenities at the enemy instead.

Again everyone fires, but it's too late. Akakabuto is wicked fast and not nearly as dumb as his offspring, so he's already gotten the hell outta dodge. Hidetoshi swears out loud, blueballed by fate once again. Gohei tells everyone they'd best go home. Nobody who'd wander into the forest to find that bear at night could make it back out alive, not even him in his golden days.

Everyone begins the chilling, chilly hike to the village. Daisuke sulks coldly in more ways then one, distracted from where he's going by his own dark thoughts about the bear that's been ruining everyone's lives. Because of his lack of focus, the boy takes a nasty fall into a sinkhole the snow covered up, and he finds himself screaming, flailing, and falling into a break in the mountain.

Everyone cries out to him, grabbing at him, but soon he's out of sight. Daisuke shuts up for the first time in his life when his head strikes a rock and knocks him unconscious. He tumbles onto a cliff overhang before truly entering the Earth's core, crumpling into a helpless heap.

All the men are losing their minds over what to do, especially Daddy Daisuke upon realizing the hole is too big for any of the men to squeeze into. Everyone's flipping shit except for Gin, who is gazing longingly into the hole, and Gohei, who is gazing thoughtfully at Gin. The old man has an Aha! moment and throws open his pack to retrieve a rope, which he then firmly secures on Gin's collar.

Everyone stops freaking and asks what he's doing. He rolls his eyes as if it's the most obvious thing in the world - he's sending Gin down to drag Daisuke back up, DUH!

With no better options, the crew send the puppy into the pit. Gin's a pretty clever kid, so he understands his mission well enough. He's lucky, too, and finds Daisuke quickly. He tries to lick the child's face to awaken him, but it doesn't work. Daisuke's alive, but he's out cold. There's no hope of him climbing out himself. So maybe, just maybe...

Gin thinks fast and literally runs circles around the unconscious kid, wrapping the rope tightly around his torso and under his armpits. After a few turns of Ring Around The Search And Rescue Victim, the doglet gives a tug on the rope and a bark up through the tunnel. Nothing happens for a sec sans the sound of unintelligible, excitable speech, but then Gin gets some feedback. The men understood, and they're pulling the rope up.

To keep things really secure, tiny Gin is forced to clench his jaws around the rope and support Daisuke's weight with his neck. His collar digs into the baby fat around his neck, drawing blood, but he refuses to let go of his buddy.

The men give one last hard yoink and pull both of the youngsters out of the sinkhole. Daisuke's dad cradles his child to his chest, announcing that the kid is unconscious but still alive. Everyone cheers while Hidetoshi cradles little Gin, who is also fading from consciousness from exhaustion, to his own chest. Hidetoshi wipes some of the blood from Gin's neck as John watches. John's eyes soften for probably the first time in his life as he sees how Gin has still refused to release the rope. Is this what it's like to be humbled?

Daisuke's eyes slowly flutter open, which elicits another cheer from the emotional crowd. His dad hugs him tightly, gushing tearfully about his son's survival and the little dog's bravery. Upon hearing Diasuke's exhausted response back, Gin's own eyes shoot open and he leaps from Hidetoshi's arms into Daisuke's. He licks the boy's face eagerly, clearing it of the tears that have streamed from it.

Gohei comes to Daisuke's side, his eyes even softer then John's. He reaches down and lifts the puppy up just inches from his face. Gin's tiny tongue flicks out to lick the end of the senior's nose. Gohei brings the dog child to his chest and gives him a gentle hug and a pet on the head. Everyone looks on in disbelief. As long as any of them have known him, Gohei has never pet any of his dogs, let alone hug them. Gohei hands Gin back to Daisuke, allowing the child to hold the puppy close.

As everyone gets ready to head home once more, Daisuke declares his eternal devotion to the silver brindle dog, appreciative of his friendship and forever convinced of his bravery.

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End of episode 1, the episode with what’s likely the most non-dog child beating in the series!!! Hope you “””enjoyed””” it!!!

Episode 2: The Invasion

#ginga #ginga nagareboshi gin #silver fang #hopeanuoli #yoshihiro takahashi #ginga words #rewrite #fanfic

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cuckariki · 6 years ago

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kinda depresses me that my entire life plan from now on revolves around my pets. horrible thoughts under the cut.

don’t get me wrong, i love them. a lot. my stupid fucking birds, my idiot dog, they’ve kept me from ending it all. but like... as stupid as this is, i wish my parents were more responsible and didn’t let me get some of them when i was so young.

my parents are spiteful and overemotional with no self-control. when they started splitting up, everything in my life that was initially banned -- video games, non-cat pets, fast food, all that shit -- became a token of “being the cool parent.” whatever one parent could do to undermine the other was fair game. my mom bought my sister a dog right before she stole my dad’s shit and moved out, and left the untrained little shit to ruin our lives and only wanted to see the “fun parts” of having a dog, so she’d kidnap it and take it to the beach off-leash and let it attack other dogs and steal people’s shit. the same dog took a huge chunk out of my leg when i was in elementary school, and would try and drag me into the street because i was the only person who would ever try to walk it.

and eventually, birds. my mom’s side of the family is home to one of the worst crazy bird women the world has ever seen, having over 25 large parrots when i was born, which have deteriorated into just 2 in just 20 years because one african gray has killed most of them in self-defense. my dad hated them, because most of them were untrained and aggressive and attacked him and me when we’d go over to the house, and vowed never to let me have them in his house.

nine birds later, here we are. he actually caved at bird number six, which is his favorite, and bought bird number nine because he felt bad for him. which is still bad, obviously, because now we have nine birds.

my family doesn’t take care of them. the same shit with the first dog, really. they want the glory, the cute, flying animals around the house that make cute noises and eat out of your hand. they don’t want to clean up after them, or to cage them properly, or to traumatize them by trimming their nails or locking them up for the night or taking them to the vet. nobody in this family cares for animals properly, actually, but it sucks the most with the birds because until i want to take them with me, they’re “my problem.”

and i’ve accepted that. along with my dog, the best and only dog i’ve ever not been terrified, i want to leave with the birds. i want to take these animals away from my family and show them what actual care is. the dog’s gonna get real toys, real training, and real discipline, and the birds are going to get a room all to themselves. not saying they don’t automatically deserve it, but after all the shit they’ve seen, they deserve the best.

which still sucks.

i’ve gotta buy a truck for my first car. probably a tundra, because it’s high-mileage in the sense someone eating at taco bell instead of mcdonalds is healthy. i can fit 5 bird cages, a dog crate, and a futon in it with only a little bit of stress. also, the dog. who will probably, and hopefully, be the only person i will ever have to let sit in the front seat, because unlike most people, she actually takes her stupid filthy feet off the upholstery when you ask her to.

which’ll be fun. seven thousand dollars for a used car that i have to learn to drive in. at least if it crashes, i’ll survive. probably. hopefully.

and i’m gonna have to buy a two-bedroom apartment to separate the birds from the dog. i’m not worried about the birds, if i can even get an apartment, because landlords like to ignore them. the dog, however, according to most landlords, eats children and goes to satanic worship every tuesday night. which my family probably should have accounted for before they bought her and halfheartedly decided she should go with me when i moved out.

maybe the landlord’s gonna be dumb enough to think she’s a husky, or something. or a shiba inu. just a jacked up shiba inu.

i mean, what other option do i have? i’m not gonna leave these guys with my family.

i’m literally more confident euthanizing the dog before i leave if i can’t take her. as morbid as it is, i’m serious. she’s dangerous in the wrong hands. if my family was... any other family, she’d be dead already. she’s bitten everyone but me because they’ve dangled food in front of her face or stuck their heads too close when she was angry. “she’s just playing” only goes so far when you’re talking about a dog bred to kill bears and bite through armor. at least if she died now, nobody would hurt her in self-defense. she’d go peacefully, not someone shooting her or kicking her face in after she attacked them.

i don’t wanna make myself sound like some dog whisperer, because i’m not, but there’s a formula you have to follow with an akita, and it’s “don’t treat it like a dog.” an akita is a gross little toddler who’s going to undermine your authority at every opportunity available until you (unfortunately, possibly, literally) beat it into them that you are in charge and they are just a stupid little toddler. except the toddler weighs more than you and has historically killed huge ass animals with its mouth.

this worked out fine for the first few months, when my family understood that the dog was dangerous, but after i started having to stay late for work and shit, neeks just became another cute cuddly disney dog that didn’t need to be fed on time or walked or dragged by the scruff inside when she got off the leash. her misbehaving was charming to them. and sure, they treated the old dog like that, because it never bit them or tackled them, and it being “naughty” was just a fun little quirk.

the dog, though, can defend herself. not the birds. my mom and sister have already hit them before. my old, blind rescue bird, the one that my family foolishly let me get, is traumatized beyond belief and then some. he was bad enough before us, now he’s hopeless. he just wants to be alone all day, and if you’re lucky, he’ll sleep on the same side of the cage closest to you.

he, and the other birds, unlike the dog, can’t chew their way out of the house and go be feral and eat squirrels or toddlers for sustenance. if they get neglected, they are 100% dead. they’re going to starve or die of respiratory infections because nobody cleans the cages.

kinda wish i didn’t have to deal with this shit. but also, kinda love all my pets. and if i’m gonna be better than my family, it means taking all of them with me and doing better.

#ken rant #bird #birb #birblr #parrot #animal abuse #dog #dogblr #akita

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HA all the symbols

🍰 - What is their favorite type of dessert or sweet?

this could end up being confirmed otherwise with canon but… he’s not crazy about sweets. he doesn’t dislike them but he doesn’t really crave sugar. he likes desserts that are less sweet. so cheesecakes or fruit-based desserts. he prefers savory foods.

🐢 - What type of animal would they keep for a pet?

he would love a dog. like maybe a medium to large dog? he’d love any pet unconditionally. imagining him with a shibe inu is… good wholesome content.

🐙 - They are crossing the ocean. What are the circumstances and how did they get there?

he’s probably going to that big hero exhibition or traveling to learn more and do internships elsewhere. he wouldn’t necessarily do that now given his circumstance and he wouldn’t want to leave tamaki but those are some options. he’d just take a flight, i’m sure.

🌎 - If money were no object, where would they live and what would they do with their life? (Ex: entrepreneur, playboy, philanthropist, etc)

ah, he’d just be a hero. philanthropist is definitely most like him. he would love to just have a very successful agency that secures the safety of the country first and foremost. ( maybe also use some of that money to buy him and tamaki a nice place to live and get their marriage started? cause that’s definitely going to happen. )

🎂 - Do they celebrate their birthday?

of course. he’d like to celebrate it with deku sometimes as well.

🎓 - Are they well-educated?

he does his best… he has all the opportunities to be well-educated, so yes. he’s just not doing great in the actual grades department but he’s quite intelligent in other ways.

📬 - A mysterious letter has just been found in their mailbox. How does your character react? Who would it be from?

if it was suspicious he would be pretty hesitant to open it and take certain safety precautions before opening it. it could be from his family though. maybe tamaki did something nice for him? maybe izuku decided to send him a letter instead of a text? hopefully, it’s not from a villain…

⌚ - Is your character punctual or procrastinator?

he can be both. he takes his responsibilities very seriously but he can procrastinate pretty hard on school work. his mind is in a million places at once…

💰 - Your character just found a fat sack of gold on a bench. What do they do with it?

he would be suspicious about it but would likely ultimately take it to the authorities. likely, it was stolen from somewhere/one and needs to be returned or maybe someone is looking for it.

👙 - Is your character trendy or do they just not give a damn?

he thinks he’s pretty trendy. he doesn’t go out of his way to follow new trends, mostly just putting together what’s currently in stores. his style can be quirky but it typically works well.

🎠 - Your character is at the carnival. What kinds of rides or games do they check out to entertain themselves?

all rides. he likes all rides. he likes the classic cute ones like ferris wheels and merry go rounds but also loves the thrill of the big rollercoaters. he would also love the strength testing games. he’s not a mean guy but he likes to flex… he also likes to win tamaki prizes.

🔮 - Your character is having their future told by someone pretty shady. Do they call the fortune teller out or just roll with it?

gosh… he used to work under a fortune teller of sorts and he’d have mixed feelings about hearing anything from anyone else. he’d probably just be polite and then move on and try to ignore the sadness in his heart. izuku’s already proven that the future is never set in stone anyway.

🎃 - What is your character’s favorite holiday?

he likes all holidays! christmas and new years are his favorites even though he doesn’t love the cold. there’s just so much positivity in the air during that time.

🎶 - What would your character say about your personal taste in music?

he’s fine with it too. he likes the rock and alternative i listen to more as well. but he likes some good cheesy pop music too, something he can loudly sing along to lol. rip tamaki…

💒 - Does your character want marriage or a lifelong commitment?

yes! i mean.. he’s not going to force it on anyone but yes. he wants a home and possibly a family and a happily ever after.

♓ - Hey baby, what’s your sign? What would your character’s zodiac sign be and what qualities do they carry to make them fall under that sign?

he’s a cancer and in some ways i think he suits the sign but in other ways not so much. he’s pretty boisterous for a cancer but he’s loyal and empathetic and has an off beat sense of humor lol.

🚼 - Does your character have or want kids?

he doesn’t have any right now unless you count eri. kids are a possibility with him for sure. he wants to raise and nurture someone anyway. if they aren’t his own children, that’s fine too.

⚠ - What has your character almost done that made someone talk them out of or convince them not to do it?

yes, he’s definitely been talked out of doing dumb shit by tamaki in their years of friendship. he’s probably been talked out of beating bullies up and skipping class among other things.

♿ - Is your character in some way handicapped? (This includes physical, emotional, and mental.)

he’s quirkless at the moment so that’s kind of one but other than that, no.

💊 - Is your character on medication? If so, why?

nope.

🌞🌜 - Is your character an early bird or night owl? What makes them that way?

a bit of both. he likes to sleep in but he also likes to not waste time on sleep so there are many days of him not getting much sleep in general.

📚 - Does your character read?

not really. not a lot, at least. like of course he reads but it’s not notable and it’s not a hobby unless you count comics. he does like to read comics.

📓 - If your character keeps a journal, what is the most secret thought they keep in it?

he doesn’t. he could never keep up with something like that.

📰 - An obituary for your character was found in the local paper this morning. What did it say?

i’m still not good at these things... but it would probably be one of those positive obituaries that points out all his achievements and good traits, something to inspire hope and bring happiness to people around him. it would definitely be sad but he would want it to be positive.

💢 - What frustrates your character more than anything?

not a lot really gets under his skin but injustice is something. disrespect. lack of humor. school work and studying is really frustrating.

✌ - Your character just made a trespass against someone else, how would they go about righting it given the chance? Or would they at all?

he definitely would try to make things right. humor is his go-to as well as probably being honest about his mistake. he’s a good guy but sometimes his approach to things is a bit odd to most people. he’d lead with making the person smile ( hopefully ) then genuinely apologize.

🍴 - What is the absolute worst meal your character has ever eaten? Were they verbal about it or did they just not say anything?

he definitely didn’t say anything. he just ate it and tried to be nice about it. little white lies aren’t bad but he’s not really a picky eater. he likes to try most things.

🍜 - Carnivore/Pescatarian/Vegetarian/Vegan/Other? What kind of diet does your character have?

again, a normal omnivorous diet lol. he leans more towards nutrition with lots of protein and health benefits though to keep his body in top condition. he didn’t get as big as he is on accident.

💋 - Your character was just kissed by someone they can’t stand. Why and how did it happen?

well, he’d be extremely confused. mirio’s heart only belongs to one person but depending on the approach, his reaction could range between politely declining and determinedly declining. it’s difficult even for him to be kind to someone who forces themselves on him.

😇 - What was your character’s last good deed?

he does all sorts of good deeds regularly! he probably held the door open for another student or professor or something like that.

😁 - Someone just tripped and fell in front of your character. Do they laugh or help the person up?

he would definitely help them up. he might laugh but it would be good-natured. like, ‘oh geeze. it’s one of those days, huh? let me help you up. there you go. yes, yes.”

😨 - Your character just broke wind in public. Do they try to hide it or own up to it?

he would own up to it. he would make a whole scene about it probably, try to turn it into something everyone can laugh about. farts are funny and normal, why should they make things awkward?

😍 - Your character’s lust object just passed right by them. How awkward do they get as they try to make conversation?

mirio doesn’t really lust after people... but in a situation where he wasn’t already close to the person who he’s interested in, he’d just introduce himself and make small talk, try to get their number or something. mirio isn’t really ever awkward, or he doesn’t feel awkward. i’m sure he makes some people feel awkward though...

😒 - “Ugh! Not him/her/them/it again.” How does your character react to annoying people?

he reacts to them about the same as he reacts to every other acquaintance level person in his life. he’s not going to pick fights like that.

😂 - Your character is moved to tears. What’s a kindness that another showed to them?

he’s less likely to be moved by someone’s kindness towards him than seeing others show kindness towards someone else. it’s just more inspiring that way. that’s not to say he isn’t moved in certain situations, like, he’ll definitely cry when he gets married or something.

😄 - What has ever made your character laugh so hard that they almost passed out?

lots of things. night eye’s jokes made him laugh a lot. he finds tamaki can be pretty hilarious when he wants to be. it doesn’t take him much to laugh.

😈 - What’s your character’s favorite cuss word?

he doesn’t curse a lot... probably ‘shit’ or ‘ass’. he uses them in weird ways though. like, ‘ah ass,’ if something goes wrong.

😏 - Is your character having a dirty thought right now?

no. he’s just chillin’.

🍺 - Cheers! What is your character’s favorite alcoholic beverage? What was the last thing they got smashed off of?

he likes beer, mostly imported. sake is a simple go-to as well. he doesn’t really get smashed.

💫 - Your character is suffering memory loss after being knocked unconscious. What happens afterwards and how did it happen?

it probably happened during a fight or maybe and enemy’s quirk. i can only imagine how difficult his life would be after losing his memory. he has really good, close friends and it would be really heartbreaking if he forgot them. if he had his quirk, he’d probably have to relearn all that which would be a pretty big set back. i should hope someone would be looking for a solution.

💡 - What is the best idea your character ever had?

i’ll say sacrificing himself to save eri. it didn’t work out for him but it’s exactly the kind of man he wanted to be.

💍 - Does your character wear any type of jewelry?

nah. maybe a necklace or ring on occasion but with his quirk... he’d lose any jewelry pretty quickly every time he used it which is unfortunate, because he’d rock an earring or two if he could.

⛪ - Is your character religious or spiritual in anyway?

not really. there are certain things he believes in but those are more principles than religion or spirituality.

🎱 - Your character and a talking raccoon walk into a bar…

they’re also probably working on a strange job together and are probably having a grand old time. i’m just picturing him and rocket hanging out and it’s awesome. they’d have a great time.

📼 - An interrogation tape emerges regarding a recent interview with your character. What are they being questioned for?

well, he’s either being interrogated because that’s what happens if you’re a hero on the job and you need to be interviewed about the case but other than that made he was getting up to some dumb mischief. he wasn’t always a goody-two-shoes. maybe beat up some bullies or used his quirk outside of school without a license.

👟 - Is your character into personal fitness? If so, what’s their exercise routine?

YES. he does all of the things. he works extremely hard to keep his body in the best shape possible, especially now that he’s quirkless. a lot of his routine is weight training but of course he’s got endurance and cardio in there. he has to have those things too. he does some kind of exercise everyday, goes to the gym every day if he has time. he’s got good recovery at this point so he takes few rest days.

📺 - What would your character’s favorite TV show be? What’s their favorite genre?

his fave genre is definitely comedy. he’s a solid fan of rom coms too. big action flicks are fun too. classic westerns. i think he probably watches a lot of music related television as well and those comedic japanese variety shows. he’d love to be on one someday.

🍀 - Does your character carry a good luck charm? Do they believe in luck?

again, he can’t really carry anything around with him... he believes that luck is a factor in life sometimes for sure, it’s hard to ignore it but he’s a strong believer in making your own luck too.

#oevvre #replies.*#hc.*

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