#Ar Interactive Slide

[difwod]

Transforming Children's Parks with Interactive Projection Technology

Children's parks have always been a hub of fun and excitement, where kids can unleash their imaginations and engage in interactive play. In recent years, the integration of Interactive projection technology has revolutionized how children experience these outdoor spaces. This article explores the benefits and applications of interactive projection technology in children's parks, highlighting the innovative AR interactive slide and ar interactive wall particles.

Interactive Projection Technology Enhancing Play Experiences

Interactive projection technology combines the power of augmented reality (AR) with traditional play structures to create an immersive and interactive projection for children parks. This technology introduces an entirely new dimension of engagement by projecting virtual elements onto physical surfaces, such as walls, floors, and slides. Children can interact with projected images and characters, fostering creativity, cognitive abilities, and physical development.

AR Interactive Slide and Wall Particles: Sparking Imagination

One remarkable application of interactive projection technology is the AR interactive slide. By integrating projections onto the surface of the slide, children can embark on thrilling adventures, journeying through virtual landscapes and encountering captivating characters. This technology enhances the excitement and stimulates children's storytelling and role-playing skills.

Additionally, AR interactive wall particles contribute to a mesmerizing visual experience. Children are immersed in enchantment by projecting colorful and dynamic particles onto park walls. They can interact with the particles, changing their shape, color, and movement, fostering a sense of wonder and exploration.

Conclusion

Interactive projection technology has revolutionized how children engage with their surroundings in parks. Through the introduction of AR interactive slides and AR interactive wall particles, children can enjoy a truly immersive and interactive play experience. These advancements contribute to developing their cognitive, social, and physical abilities. As parks continue to evolve, integrating interactive projection technology will undoubtedly enhance the joy and creativity of children's outdoor play.

[ryescapades]

genre/warning: hoshina soshiro x gn platoon leader dazai!reader (can be both platonic or romantic), fluff

a/n: had a sudden burst of idea so here ya go :) can also be in the same universe as narumi’s version if you want it to be. up to yall!

narumi | extra

"oh, you're in charge this time too?"

tucking a pistol into the holster on your hips, you turn around at the sound of hoshina's voice, a teasing smile on your face. "you don't sound happy about that at all, vice-captain." you snicker.

your superior rolls his eyes lightheartedly. "last time you were assigned to this, one of the newbies almost blew up her drone," he points out, making you shrug. "not my fault they believed what i said about the kaiju hacking and taking control of our drones,"

"you shouldn't be giving out false information in the first place, platoon leader," he chides, and you give him a mock salute. “aye aye, sir. i promise i will only give away accurate information from now on,”

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the grating sound of the massive gates sliding open fills the atmosphere, the new group of recruits waiting on standby as the kaiju beyond the gates prowl around.

"alright, the monthly evaluation will proceed as usual. neutralize kaiju, assist in whatever way ya can and we'll see how much your combat power has risen up since last time." hoshina says, looking over the recruits as you and another platoon leader from your division stand beside him.

with the ten minutes given as preparation, your eyes glint in a way that has hoshina suspiciously eyeing you as you approach one of the officers.

"how's the prodigy doing?" you greet, causing ichikawa to startle before he turns to you with a quick salute, a faint blush blooming on his cheeks at the nickname. "platoon leader y/n! i'm doing fine. i'm hoping my power release will improve today, since i've been working well with these freezing rounds," he beams.

"that's right! and i'll be right there with ya, reno! my combat power will definitely increase as much as yours, if not more!" furuhashi suddenly appears, slinging an arm around ichikawa’s shoulders with a wide grin. you smile as you watch them interact, before an idea comes to your mind.

"you guys remember the small armory hidden somewhere in the field, right? you see, extra points will be given if you manage to find it and use any of the big guns during the evaluation," you muse, a hand cupping the side of your mouth to not let the others around you listening in.

seemingly engrossed with the ‘hints', the two boys nodded eagerly. "so more points if we use the super secret weapons, huh?" furuhashi cheers excitedly as ichikawa puts a hand under his chin, thinking hard. "but the field is so big though, can we really find it while fighting kaiju at the same time?"

"sure can! you'll know when you see it. just run around near the garage area and it might be there right in front of you guys," you add, sounding all the more convincing. funnily enough, they start discussing several plans on how to quickly find the armory. "yeah, that's right. write it down, write it down." you insist, pleased that they don't notice your mischievous tone as you start to walk away, leaving them to their own devices.

"you'll immediately get zero mark if ya even so much as touch any of the weapons. those are only for your superiors to use,"

furuhashi and ichikawa yelp in surprise before they finally realize what their vice-captain had said. "wait, what?!" the former exclaims. the two of them swivel their heads towards you, looking betrayed at the expression you threw at them from afar; a tongue sticking out, a wink and two peace signs with a faint giggle of "teehee," coming out of your mouth.

"currently, the weapons in the armory are not fully loaded and it's our job— not the recruits'— to make sure they're always ready to be used in case of an emergency. your platoon leader over there," hoshina retorts, nodding his head towards your direction. "they knew fully well yall newbies won't ever find the armory given how hidden it is. although if ya actually do manage to find it and use the guns, it's not like they're going to fail ya. they're in charge of the marking systems this time," he explains.

"then why did they even mention about the armory in the first place?" reno questions, confusion taking over his face. "well, y/n is also in charge of loadin’ up the armory, unfortunately. you guys probably seemed like the perfect victims for them to use in bringin’ those weapons back to base for said maintenance," hoshina further clarifies, shaking his head exasperatedly at the thought of you slacking off at work.

well, technically you did convey the correct info… but still.

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you’re taken out of your reverie when there’s a light bonk on your head.

“stop loafin’ around on the job, y/n,”

rubbing on the spot hoshina had hit, you frown a little. “i’m not loafing around. it’s called taking a rest, vice-captain. something you’d hardly understand,” you mutter, tossing over on the couch in captain ashiro’s office.

the swordsman sighs almost fondly before placing a stack of papers in front of ashiro who has been working hard as ever. “reports for this month’s evaluation.”

“thanks, hoshina.”

“anytime, captain,”

ashiro glances at you from her seat behind the desk. “speaking of reports, i remember you saying you’re working on a new kaiju case, y/n?” she inquires with a perfectly raised brow, spinning the pen in her fingers mindlessly.

at that, your eyes dart over to the coffee table in front of you where a few papers were laid out, paragraphs of dark ink fully covering the surfaces. you’re about to grumble something again when a new voice catches your attention.

“this is all we’ve managed to find about the recent cases, captain ashiro.”

your head perks up, already sitting up as you turn towards the person just behind the couch you’re laying on. “ichikawa-kun! you’re a godsent, you know that? do you wanna write these reports for me?” you implore, eyes shining so brightly that there could’ve been sparkles floating around you with how extremely hopeful you look.

the mentioned officer blinks in surprise, not expecting you to suddenly make such a request. “e-excuse me?” he stammers awkwardly.

“stop makin’ the recruits do your work. it’s unethical. now scoot over,” you pout at hoshina’s scolding tone before doing what he instructed, making space for him to sit on the couch as well.

he pats his (sturdy and thick) thighs, and you happily plants your head on his lap as he reaches over to take your case papers, marvelling at how detailed and thorough your notes are. not a second after, the two of you immediately dive in to discuss about the facts and theories your brilliant mind had thought of.

ichikawa stares at your and hoshina’s interaction with a bewildered expression, sending a questioning look to his captain, which she only shrugs at.

“let them be. they’re in their own world right now,” she says with a small smile.

kind of gave up thinking how to end this so i just let it be at that lol

©🅁🅈🄴🅂🄲🄰🄿🄰🄳🄴🅂. do not steal, translate or repost my work anywhere else !

[neuvistar]

JUST FOR TONIGHT.

— featuring ┊ dan heng x fem!reader

— warnings / content warnings ┊SPOILERS FOR HONKAI STAR RAIL. (?) dan heng’s dragon form bruh, hear me out on this one, oral sex (f!receiving), squirting, you grab dan heng’s horns as he eats u out like a mad man, um um um pussydrunk!dan heng me thinks, oh my days dan heng’s dragon form omyomymomygodsh, use of nicknames, overall suggestive content || 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

— a/n. bro god has not been on my side lately i’m not getting anything done I’m so sorry i have a life out of tumblr n sometimes i just poof, so i’m sorry but anyways i reached lvl 40 on hsr i need to touch grass me thinks also this is kidna short but i have an excuse i stopped n kept writing n stopped n kept writing n then rushed it n got lazy wooohoooo (oops)

✦ 𝐃𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐆

“y—you want me to what?”

-

honestly, you should feel guilty for asking dan heng something so absurd, but it was worth it. i mean, how can he decline when he’s faced with a smiley you, all pretty and dolled up, eager for him to please you, and most importantly eager for him to absolutely ruin you. he was kneeling infront of you, those sweet pretty eyes of his gazing straight into yours, blazing with hunger. he leans forward as he slowly began to plant small yet gentle kisses on your thigh, the shy yet lustful look remains on his face. it’s clear that he's enjoying this.. far too much.

“..are you sure you want this?” he mutters in a soft, raspy voice as he stares at her exposed form, his dark eyes are practically burning with the desire he feels towards her as he grew impatient, wanting to taste you right here and now.

you nodded, reaching down to caress his soft dark locks as he melted in your touch, as red spread across his cheeks. “relax, of course i want this, i’m all yours anyway. why do you think i asked you in the first place?”

“i just don’t want to be rough with you. i don’t want to go too far or anything.”

you pause for a moment, the desire in your eyes growing as you smirk at him, slightly tugging on his locks as you gazed down at him lovingly, “what if i want you to be rough with me?” his dark eyes burn brighter, the fires of lust and hunger engulfing the man's soul as he sees how much you want him, craving him, how much you need him, god.. it only drives him crazy.

“fuck.. you’re getting me all riled up, angel.” dan heng bit his lip as you feel his fingers hook into the hem of your panties, slowly dragging them down before suddenly ripping them apart with his bare hands, letting you feel the cold air on your soaking cunt. “hope you can take everything i give you, baby. you’re a strong girl, aren’t you? you should be able to.”

he spread your legs as he held them down, feeling the wetness of his tongue on your slit. he was just getting started, yet sinful sounds came out of your mouth already. you could feel the softness of dan heng’s skin as it rubs against your own, shoving his tongue inside your hole. not a even a few minutes in and he was already slurping up your juices like it was his last meal. you were absolutely stunning in his point of view, he couldn’t get enough of how hot you looked, how hot you looked with the hem of your shirt in your mouth as an attempt to put a stop to the lead sounds you let out, cock throbbing in his pants at the sight. dan heng’s hands slide between your thighs pushing your legs wider apart, feeling your body shiver as his palms brush over your warm skin, a whimper of pleasure slipping past your lips. he was lapping at your juices like it was no tomorrow, rubbing his thumb on your bud at a harsh pace as he works wonders on your cunt, eating you out like some mad man, he wasn’t ashamed one bit. he wanted to ruin you, he wanted you to remember how good his tongue felt, how skilled he really is.

“danheng.. shit..”you reach down, running your fingers through his hair as your hands slowly run up towards his horns, back arching at how well he was eating you out as his tongue swirled around your bud, sucking and nibbling on it. you whined as you held onto his horns for support, feeling him grunt against you as low vibrations rumbled through your skin. he couldn’t take it, he couldn’t hold himself back. he interlocked his arms with your thighs, digging his face into your pussy even more, desperate and hungry for more.

“s—shit.. sweetheart. ‘keep doin’ that.”

he slid two fingers inside your cunt, a warm thickness that was almost enough to make you cum on the spot, overwhelming you with pleasure. he savoured your taste, he wanted more of it. he wanted more of you and your taste as he circled his tongue around your clit, fingers pumping in and out as they slid in and out of you, the lewd sounds of squelching filling the whole room as he crooks them perfectly, plunging them in your deepest areas as wetness began to coat around his fingers, indicating that your orgasm was close.

“d—danheng..”you tightened your grip around his horns, making him moan against your folds as you threw your head back. the feeling of your fingers shaking around his horns drove him to the edge, as if it made something within him snap in a millisecond.. he just love how soft your hands felt around his horns, groaning at the way his cock throbbed when you did so, palming himself gently through his pants. he looked up at you as he saw the way your head was thrown back, the way your legs spread even more as if it was asking him to eat you out even more, cheeks flushed and eyes rolling back to the back of your head, you couldn’t take it anymore. “dan heng.. c-can’t anymore— ‘m gonna cum, please!”

you tried pushing him off of you, which only lead him to tighten his grip around your thighs, pressing himself closer against your cunt as the flicking of his tongue never stopped one bit, he wanted more, way more, more than he was given. he wanted so much more of you, eating you out once wasn’t enough, he wanted to savour in your taste, he just couldn’t.. couldn’t get enough of you. dan heng wasn’t usually this hungry for you, but tonight was a whole different story.

“‘m gonna cum! gonna cum..!” you buck your hips against him, it’s happening once again, that feeling in your stomach. your aching pussy spasmed around his tongue, tightening around him so well so he could savour every single ridge of your insides gazing up at you as you cried out, reaching your orgasm as you squirted all over his face, panting heavily as the blush on your face reddened completely. dan heng pulled away from you, sliding his fingers out of you as well before licking his lips, wiping his cheek with a slight smirk. both of your thighs shook viciously, wetting the bedsheets underneath making a mess.

“look at the mess you made, baby.” he chuckled before leaning down once more, bringing his tongue down to lick your dripping slit once more. “it would be a such shame if you made even more of a mess, wouldn’t it?”

oh yeah, he wasn’t done with you. he wanted more alright.

[miguel-ohara-lover]

rockstar miguel pounding his gf who's the complete opposite of his aesthetic (pastels and ribbons n stuff) 🫣

Anon how did you know me and my partner’s styles <_< Also he plays bass because that’s what I like the best I love bass players <3

Here’s my personal song choice for Rockstar!Miguel: Black No. 1 - Type O Negative

Tell me he doesn’t have Peter Steele vibes

CW: NSFW, semi-public

As the final chords of the ending song rang through the amphitheater, you started making your way backstage. You didn’t miss the kiss your boyfriend blew to you from on stage. Security knew you and knew you well, after Miguel had given the trouble already for not letting you in. This time they welcomed you and even escorted you to his dressing room.

You entered and waited for him to finish his business on stage, knowing he liked interacting with the fans a bit before leaving. You looked around and decided to sit on the small but comfy sofa in the room. The door handle turned, and you looked up to see Miguel entering his room, smiling as he looked at you.

“The show was great Miggy.” You smile up at him as he makes his way over to you.

He let out a small chuckle. “Glad you liked it. You were easy to spot with all that… color.” He sat down next to you.

“Do you think I should have worn something else? To fit in more?”

“No no. You look amazing. Perfect…” Miguel leaned in and gave you a deep and passionate kiss before you could argue more. His hands found their way to the hem of your skirt, slowly pushing the fabric up your thighs.

You placed a gentle hand on his wrist, just enough to stop his movement. “Wait. In here? Shouldn’t we go back to the hotel room?”

“It’ll be fine.” He reassured you before he dipped his head down to place kisses on your neck. You suppressed a moan as you moved your hands to his shoulders. Miguel lightly grazed your skin with his teeth before picking you up and turning you so you’re face down on the couch. He’s very strong, and makes manhandling you look so easy.

You blushed and put a hand over your mouth as you braced for what comes next. You heard the sounds of his belt and pants as he shoved them down around his thighs, feeling his hard cock smack against your clothed ass.

Miguel smirked and pushed your skirt up to around your waist. He yanked your panties down, admiring just how wet you’ve gotten while rubbing his length between your slick folds. He let out a low hum as he teased your clit with his leaking tip. You gasped and clenched around nothing.

He smeared your glistening cunt with his precum, prodding your hole with his tip. He gripped your hips tightly, guiding his cock into your tight hole. You moaned and clenched around him, a grunt escaping his lips.

“Stop clenching.” He commanded you. And you did try, but you couldn’t help it as you felt every inch slide inside you. He moved at such an agonizing pace. You moaned and whined, telling him to move faster. He did just that, slamming into you over and over again.

You moaned louder and he brought a large hand to your mouth to keep you quiet. He used his free hand to hold onto your hip as he pounds into your tight hole. You bit into his callused hand to contain your moans, drool pooling against his palm.

His other hand moved from your hip to your ass, kneading the soft flesh as he fucked you into the couch. “I was hard that entire fucking show, seeing you watch me— fuck… I could barely keep it together up there.” He growled into your ear.

He sped up just slightly, slamming the tip of his cock against all the right spots. You gasped and arched your back as his hand found your swollen clit, tracing circled around the bundle of nerves. He knew exactly what to do to make you squirm.

His voice, his cock, his hand on your clit, all of it was dragging you to the edge faster than you thought it would. You felt the familiar warm knot in your gut as your clit twitched from the stimulation. He let out a loud moan, biting his hand as you came on his cock, clenching around his girth.

Miguel groaned and his hips stuttered as he spilled inside you. That was unexpected. He never came that fast before. You let out more broken moans as he filled you up, rolling his hips as you rode out your orgasms. He finally moved his hand off your mouth.

“That was fast.” You panted. He just grunted and rested his head against your shoulder. “You were really pent up huh?” You giggled a little and pat his head.

“Shut up…” He sighed and pressed a kiss to your cheek, you knew he wasn’t actually angry.

[kpop---scenarios]

Charmer (7) - Final

Pairing: Lee Know x Reader x Chan

Warning: Smut [18+ ONLY. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT]

Word Count: 1.5k

Taglist: @oddracha @iovecb97 @katsukis1wife @stay-tiny-things @rubytakemyhandx23 @hyunjinhoexxx @iikxstcenn @beebee18 @kissesmellow21 @skzooluvr @felixthemochicat @imperfectlyperfectprincess1 @yaorzu-blog @jisunglyricist @lunearta @changbinismymuscledaddy @minh0scat @minnieprincess85

@easypeezylemonsquezy @jiminssluttyminx @gloriajovicc

Previous Chapters

You and Chan stand there, his arm wrapped around your waist as you both watch Minho walk away. He turns to look at you smiling.

“I'm happy you chose me.” He whispers, leaning in to kiss you.

“I'm happy too.” You murmur, pulling him closer to you.

“I should go.” He sighs. “I still need to go to bed, and so do you.” He chuckles.

“Would you.. want to come to bed with me?” You ask, unlocking your door. You hold it open for him and without a word, Chan walks into your apartment.

“Make yourself at home.” You tell him. “I'm just gonna take a quick shower.”

You walk to your bathroom, turning on the shower and stripping your clothes off. You quickly wash your body, getting rid of any smell of sweat that was previously on your body before turning off the shower and wrapping a towel around your body. You walk out of the bathroom, seeing Chan sit on your bed with his head hanging down. Once he hears the door open, he looks up, seeing you standing there with beads of water dripping down your body, just a mere towel wrapped around you. Chan takes a deep breath, seeing you standing in front of him.

“What?” You ask, a smile creeping up on your lips.

“You.” He begins, standing up to face you. “Have.” He whispers, moving closer to you. “Too much.” He breathes, grabbing the towel. “Fabric on.” He finishes, pulling the towel from your body.

Your breath hitches as Chan wraps his arms around you, picking you up with ease. You wrap your legs around him as he turns the two of you around, bringing you to your bed where he drops you down onto your back.

“You have no idea how badly I've wanted you.” He groans, eyeing up your body. “You're so beautiful.” He whispers. Chan drops to his knees, licking his lips as he spreads your legs open. Chan licks a long strip up your already wet cunt, making sure to give your clit a small flick either the tip of his tongue.

“Mhmm.” You groan, the feeling of his tongue sliding up your pussy made your eyes roll back. Chan continues to switch between licking and sucking, causing you to buck your hips, trying to grind yourself on his face until you are close to cumming, but then he stops. He stands up, taking off his clothes

“Why?” You pant. “Why did you stop?”

Chan chuckles as he takes off his pants, his cock springing free. “I want the first time you cum to be around my cock.” He says, crawling onto the bed, hovering over you. You lift your legs up as Chan slowly slides his cock into you, making you gasp as he stretches you out.

“Oh my god.” You cry out, wrapping your arms around his neck. You pull him in for a kiss, your tongues swirling around in your mouths as he slowly pumps in and out of you, hitting the right spot each time. Your hands move down his back, your nails digging into him and scratching him as his lips graze your ear, the whispering sounds of his pants and moans ringing in your ear.

“Fuck.” He groans. “You feel so good around my cock.”

“Faster.. please.” You moan. Chan sits up on his knees, holding your legs over his shoulders. He holds on tightly to your legs as his thrusts become harder and faster, harshly pounding his cock into you.

“Oh my god, yes.” You cry out, reaching between your legs to rub your clit. You move your legs down to the bed, lifting your ass up for Chan to be able to thrust deeper inside you, rubbing your clit even faster. You tighten yourself around him as your orgasm builds quicker than before.

“Cum baby..” Chan grunts, leaning forward to grab your tits. He moves one hand up, wrapping it around your throat, squeezing tightly while he fucks you harder.

“My go…d.” You cry out, your orgasm hitting you like a tidal wave. You scream out panting as you ride through your high, while Chan chases his own. He slams his cock into you, gripping onto your body tightly as he groans, his body tensing up as he finally has his release, breathing heavily as he slows down his pace, filling you up with his warm cum.

“That.. was.. wow.” You breathe as Chan rolls off of you, laying down beside you, both your chests heaving.

“That was wow.” You giggle. You get up, heading to the bathroom to clean yourself up. Part of you expected Chan to be gone by the time you got out of the bathroom, that's just what you were used to with Minho. But the other part of you knew that Chan was different, and he was currently your boyfriend so there was no reason for him to not be there. Your hand hovers over the door knob, you hesitate to open the door, you're nervous. When you finally do, you peak out into the bedroom, and see Chan nowhere to be found. Your heart sinks as you walk into the empty bedroom. You find your pj’s when you hear some rustling in the kitchen. Once you're dressed, you make your way into the kitchen, seeing Chan scrambling some eggs and making some toast.

“I figured you might be hungry.” He smiles. “And then we can go to bed.” He laughs. Your heart absolutely melts as you sit at your little table while Chan gives you some orange juice to drink while you're waiting. You should have known better than to question Chan. He wasn't Minho, and he was constantly proving it to you. After you both ate, you laid in your bed, snuggled into Chan’s arms, as you both dozed off, sleeping the rest of the day away.

Over the next few weeks, you and Chan rarely left each other's sides, unless it was to work, or important appointments. In that time you had met his friends, and he met yours, and shockingly enough, you hadn't heard a word from Minho. You thought you were finally in the clear, until you were walking down the street one day, around the corner from where you were going to meet Chan, when you ran into Minho.

“Y/N.” He smiles. “I've missed you.”

“Sorry, I have to go.” You say, trying to move around him.

“Wait!” He yells. “It's over with Jennie.” He tells you. “She broke up with me. Said she could tell I was in love with someone else. It took a few weeks and I've finally realized.. It's you. Y/N, I'm in love with you and I'm so sorry for the way I've treated you in the past.” He whispers

“It's too late.” You say.

“It's never too late.” He whispers.

“It is for you.” You tell him. “You can't come and confess when I've finally moved on and I'm genuinely happy because you've had a revelation that it's time to grow up and stop using people.” You spit.

“But I love you. Isn't that what you wanted? To hear me say that? For me to want to be committed to you?” He asks.

“Yeah, desperately.. months ago. Not now when I have a boyfriend who treats me absolutely amazingly. I'm not interested in your love anymore, Minho.” You say.

You don't see Chan coming around the corner as Minho leans into you, pressing his lips to yours. You're frozen for a split second, but Chan isn't. He sees the kiss, turning around to walk away, missing you, shoving Minho off of you.

“What the fuck is wrong with you? Get it through your thick skull!” You yell. This time you see Chan, storming around the corner, eyes dead set on Minho.

“What the fuck, man.” Chan yells. Minho turns around, seeing Chan just as he swings, hitting him in the face, knocking him down. “Don't you think you've done enough damage to her? I'm the one repairing her, so you don't get to waltz in and continue to try to destroy her.” Chan snaps. He grabs your hand, pulling you away from Minho and the situation and heading to the restaurant you were supposed to meet at.

“I have to know.” Chan says, just after you both order your meals. “Are you sure you're done with him? I saw the kiss..like my heart is fully yours, but I can't watch you walk away if you're going to go back to him.” He whispers.

“Are you kidding? Channie.” You giggle. “Did you not see me shove him away?” You ask.

He shakes his head. “Well I did.. as soon as I felt his lips on mine, there was only one feeling I felt. And it wasn't love, or lust. It was disgust that I felt.” You tell him. You reach over the table grabbing his hand. “You're everything I could have ever asked for and wanted. There's no way I'm leaving you, especially not for him. Not anymore” You smile.

You and Chan enjoyed your meal, and not once did you feel any ounce of regret for any of your decisions because if you hadn't made those choices, you wouldn't be where you were now.

And now, you were exactly where you were meant to be.

The End.

[floatyflowers]

Dark! Greek gods x Reader (Apollo/Ares/Hermes)

Apollo

Delusional

The Sun deity promised himself to never fall in love again, after what happened with his love interests.

However, he broke that promise when he laid eyes on you.

A beautiful mortal with a carefree spirit who loves to play the flute.

But, Apollo knew that deep down you must have felt sorrow to live with such undeserving mortals, especially your husband who eyes every woman passing by.

Your place is by his side in Olympus.

That's his delusional point of view, never yours.

Because as soon as you saw the depicted head of your husband and Apollo holding it as if it's a trophy, a loud scream of terror escapes your lips.

"Why the screams? have I not come to save you from your miserable marriage, my dear"

Hermes

Thievery

It's no lie that Hermes enjoys stealing whatever he wants, but that only implies on objects.

What is new, is him stealing a mortal from their family.

You are a gentle human girl who caught his eyes as every morning you would go to the river near his temple to collect water.

What made him annoyed, is the fact that you are kind and social with the villagers.

He is the only one worthy of such interaction.

So, he takes you away from your family and friends locking inside his temple on Olympus.

You became a prominent part of his life.

"Don't worry, I will keep you safe, you are my property now"

Ares

Fury

You mocked him, called him 'the horrible god' simply because he is the reason for your people's sufferings due to war.

Even though the war god is attracted to you.

Yet, Ares doesn't let that slide and decides to capture you and lock you up.

He disconnects you from the outside world for two years, the only things you are allowed is the necessities to keep you alive, those necessities appear out of nowhere every day in your chambers.

But you were forbidden from seeing other humans or deities.

Ares didn't even show himself to you.

He wanted to teach a lesson just to show you that you only need him in your life.

So, when you see him after two year of isolation, you fall at his feet with tears streaming down your face, and apologies escaping your lips.

"Now that you have tasted my fury, how about I show you what my love is like"

[midnightblues444]

Forbidden fruits | part two

Ares!toji x Aphrodite reader

Summary: when both your worlds collide, your faced with one choice

Warnings: smut it's a quickie, cheating reader, shitty marriage, public sex??, inaccuracies to the myth

Part 1 here

Notes: literally thought of this recently so sorry to anyone who was waiting for part 2 but enjoy x

"Nggh~ right there" you moan arching your back further against Tojis broad chest

"Fuckk~ tryna get us caught?" Toji huffs out into the crook of your neck, tightening his grip on your waist with one hand while the other pinches at your clit

Hes right, your husband and the other gods are just a hallway away from the current spot you two were fucking in. Hopfully Zeus's library is big enough to cover the obscene sounds of your skin slapping.

You're in this situation because your husband Hephaestus decided he wanted to accompany you to Zeus's soiree tonight.

You see, you've been glowing lately, even someone as unattentive as your husband could see it . You've been staying out longer, being less clingy, even your husband has been initiating sex, a clear sign that you no longer need him as much as you used to.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder as they say thus your husband was soon racking his brain for what might be going on with you, while not know exactly why you're so distant, he gathers it's a bad sign, and he needs to act quickly before it gets worse.

Getting the bright idea to join you at one of these parties you enjoy so much. Approaching you while you were getting ready at the vanity. You were humming a sweet tune, adorning your neck with pearls, posing and blowing kisses at yourself.

He was adamant about going with you tonight shutting down every attempt you made to make him stay home.

The giddy butterflies in your stomach soon replaced with stomach churning nerves. You felt dizzy by the time you arrived at the banquet hall thinking only about what Toji would do upon seeing your husband with you.

Doing your best to keep the two from interacting. Knowing Toji is unpredictable and bold enough to threaten Hephaestus if he wanted to. Toji however didnt want anything to do with your husband, and only pulled you aside

"you know where to find me", he said with that cocky flare to his voice

Like he knew you couldn't resist

Thus finding yourself here, stuffed full, He fucks you like a deranged man, needy and gorgeous. You've never felt more desired.

He holds your body up your with ease, firm hands planted on your ass. Your desperate and drunk on the feeling of him inside you, wrapping your legs around his waist pulling him impossibly close feeling the knot in you stomach tighten ready to burst.

"Your fucken into this huh?" He groans almost laughing, "so wet cuz yer husband could catch us any moment, mmph~" he teases

You nod hazily, dizzy on him vigorously sliding in and out of you, perfectly hitting your g spot each time, the slight curve of his dick basically molding your insides.

"He couldn't fuck you dumb like this" he grunts, thrusting harder at every syllable

"No- fuck~ he can't" you sigh, using half your mind, "only you can"

Feeling your sweet release wash over you, the sensation leaving you go limp on his chest. As not even a second later Toji finishes, his seed oozing down your thighs.

"And don't forget it" hes breathless, sloppily thrusting the rest of his seed into you,

As you both fix yourselves up, he grabs your panties before you can and shoves them into his pocket. Smirking wickedly, placing a kiss on your cheek before leading out. You wait a second before following suit, trying to smoothen out your dress

Rejoining your husband hastily, painfully aware of the cum running down your legs that belongs to another man.

"Have you always had that necklace?" Hephaestus asks dumbly, of course that's all he noticed, the necklace that he himself bought for you suddenly looked unfamiliar to him. After all that youd done tonight, the only thing your darling husband could notice was the stupid pearls.

You scoff and walk off, ahead of him

The next morning, theres a delivery addressed to you. An intricate gift box, with pink touches and red accents. Now Hepheastus has never been suspicious of you, and believed your marriage was one ridden of secrets and full of openness. He had no skeptical intent upon opening the box for you.

Yet he couldnt help but gasp at the note attached the contents ;

The gift contained only what your husband could assume was your panties, more so, your soiled panties

With the note attached saying;

A little reminder

[selfishdoll]

❛favorite groupie...❜ ━━ ft. vamp! sukuna

SUMMARY ೀ ׅ ۫ . ㅇ

the last thing you wanted to do was go to a vampire bar just because your best friend’s favorite fanged band was playing. but you did.. and met a certain pink haired drummer whose way too cocky for his own good. luckily, you just love matching energy.

CONTENT WARNING ೀ ׅ ۫ . ㅇ

vampires so mentions of blood, bloodsucking, period blood, etc. | self-indulgent asf (reader wears glasses) | semi-public sex | sukuna is a drummer & vampire | ooc sukuna | mean dom! sukuna | praise & degradation | use of the word “groupie” to mock at first but later used as a term of endearment(?) | “pet names” (pretty, doll, minx, sweetheart, etc) | strangers to lovers(? there may be a part two to this) | rough sex | manhandling | throat fucking | sukuna comes on reader’s glasses | pussy drunk sukuna & cock drunk reader | tipsy sex (buzzed really) | sukuna & reader match energy fr. try to see who folds first | denied orgasms | spanking | fingering | etc. if i forgot something tell me please.

NOTE ೀ ׅ ۫ . ㅇ

this story is heavily inspired by the old show “true blood” that i am currently obsessed with. that’s where i get the idea of a vampire bar & the term “fang-banger.” you will see several vamp fics because they’re literally my favorite supernatural creature. also, sukuna is gonna be ooc cause i’m sensitive & can’t make characters too mean 😞. also this got longer then i wanted it to so it’s like 5k+ words. as always please excuse any typos & grammar mistakes.

Arabian Night burned upon the decorated holder rested on your vanity, the subtle notes of hyacinth and carnation tainting the atmosphere— warming the area around you. Your dark eyes were glued to the mirror, staring back at yourself delicately gliding the tube of mascara along your lashes, careful to assure no product got into your eye.

“I can’t believe you’re really making me go to a vampire bar.” The words left your glossed and lined lips in a hiss, eyes rolling the moment you heard your friend attempt to defend herself on facetime. To be frank you didn’t hate vampires. There weren’t many differences between them and humans. They were both beings that simply fed on other things to survive.

A hamburger to a human was no different then blood to a vampire.

But, you still did your best to avoid them. Which was easy since they were limited on when they come out and most establishments didn’t allow them in. Your friend knew this, knew your justifiable fear of being some vampire’s next meal— yet urged and lowkey manipulated you to going to a vampire bar.

“They’re only here for a week! We’re the first place they’re touring— we have to go!”

Through many days of urging, guilt trips, and puppy eyes you caved; declaring it would be cool to see a vampire’s world or even interact with them. You were still scared but the fear was sure to melt, right?

You rose from the plush pink chair, stepping back into the view of the full body mirror pressed against your wall. Placing your glasses back on, you looked over your form, searching for any imperfections. The outfit was simple; a red cropped edhardy jacket, your lacey white bra poking out from underneath. You wore dark blue jeans with a red belt, white thong straps resting high on your hips. You pursed your lips a bit, gliding your fingers through the honey brown lace you wore, watching the curls bounce perfectly. With another glance over and a push of your glasses you were satisfied, sliding your sock covered feet into some white sneakers— grabbing your other necessary belongings shortly after.

You exited your home locking up behind yourself and heading towards your car. You would have driven with your friend but there was a chance she would end up under the arm of some hot vampire.

“Fang-banger..” Was the simple word that escaped your glossed lips, grinning just a tad as you turned the engine over. She would be pissed to hear you call her that.

After about fifty minutes of driving you arrived to the bar, the entrance surrounded by people. You bit the inside of your cheek, feeling the anxiety rose. Sure humans were welcome and you’ve heard relatively good things about this particular establishment.. but there were still vampires.

A being that could end you in a single bite.

The thought alone caused you to shiver, shutting your car off and squeezing the steering wheel. You gave yourself a few moments before pulling your hands away, releasing a deep breath and opening your car door. Exiting it, you closed and locked the vehicle; turning in time to see a bubbly woman rushing towards you.

You instinctively opened your arms, eyes rolling as she practically tossed herself into them. You grumbled as kisses were pressed to your cheek, your best friend thanking you over and over again for coming.

“Yeah, yeah— whatever.” You mused, ignoring her hands groping your ass. Your hands lowered to her shoulders, pushing back a bit. “The band is gonna start soon, right? Come on.”

“Oh, right!” She grinned, pulling away whilst locking her hand around your wrist. You were then tugged towards the bar entrance, your free hand gripping your sleeve nervously. Your eyes peered up at the woman beside the door, her red colored lips pulling into a tiny grin at the sight of you and your friend.

A very toothy grin.

“IDs?” She questioned in a velvety tone, eyes focused on you for a split moment— as if sensing your nervousness. You breathed, reaching into the handbag you carried and grabbing your wallet. There you grabbed your identification, passing it to her while your friend did the same.

The woman glanced over the cards for a moment before nodding, passing them back to you two. “You’re all set, have fun girls.” She winked, stepping to the side to let you both inside.

Your friend giggled excitedly as you entered the bar, your eyes dancing around the area. It was a normal bar really; regular tables, a medium sized stage, and a dance floor. People of many different ethnicities — and species — danced and conversed, enjoying drinks and each other. Seeing a vampire feeding in real life was completely abnormal to the point you couldn’t look away.

“Don’t stare so much, it’s rude.” Your best friend whispered, stealing your attention from the scene. You went to apologize, her only smiling and shaking her head. “Here, let’s get some drinks.” She led you over to the bar, the two of you sitting down as she gained the bartender’s attention. She ordered two simple shots, the man nodding and getting right to them.

“I just.. never expected something like this.” You murmured, eyes dancing about. You did your best on not focusing too hard on a vampire sinking their teeth into someone’s neck or a couple basically humping on the dance floor; instead finding interest in the gothic decor and paintings that depicted the bloodsuckers. You turned back to your friend after the once over, giving a nervous smile. “I expected something bad, I guess.”

Your friend shrugged, flashing a gentle smile— thanking the bartender once your drinks were placed down. “A lot of people do. They hear vamp bar and think the worst.” She spoke softly, grasping her shot glass, watching you grab your own. “Even though I forced you.. I’m really happy you came.”

You rolled your eyes playfully, clinking your glass against hers. “Whatever slut.” You downed your drink, listening to the small snort that escaped your friend before she downed her own.

During this the lights on the stage flicked on, members of the bar shouting in excitement. Your friend did the same, turning in her seat at the bar with the widest grin. “They’re here!”

You could only smile at her excitement for her favorite vampire band known as Malevolence. You forced yourself to listen to their most recent music to appease your friend and while you didn’t hate the songs, it just wasn’t something you could get into.

Sigh.. the things you did for friendship.

You rested against your palm, watching as four individuals trudging on stage. Your eyes traced their forms, not overly impressed until you moved onto the last member. The drummer. He was.. better looking then the other three. Tall with pink hair and a black undercut. He wasn’t slim but wasn’t large either, right in the middle. Along with his physique were tattoos along his arms, the rest of his body covered in a black muscle shirt, baggy pants for bottoms.

“Who’s the drummer?” You questioned, eyes glancing at the bartender and requesting another shot. Your friend blinked as she turned, flashing a smile.

“His name’s Sukuna!” Her smile morphed a bit, a little coy now. “He’s not well liked by the media. He’s a little mean.”

You believed her, given how he scowled at a few fans that shouted his name. Even snapping at his bandmates for something briefly. Any interest you had melted away in that instant.

You straightened as they finished setting up the stage, the guitarist stringing his instrument a few times. You smiled at the bartender as he passed your shot, thanking him and taking a swig.

Soon enough, Malevolence started its first song of the night— the bar singing along to the rough voice of the band. You had to admit, it was nice to hear live and see humans bond over their shared love for the music.

You didn’t totally regret coming here.

The band played for about an hour and a half, fans close to the stage attempting to touch and or be touched by the fanged members. It was all entertaining to see, you and your friend taking several videos for your social media.

They closed out their show around ten o’clock, thanking the audience. You cheered along with the others, grinning and turning to your friend. “That was a lot of fun. They sound so good.”

“I know right!” She giggled, completely geeking out about the band. You listened to her ramble intently, the buzz of the alcohol lighting your senses. During her words, however, she suddenly placed a hand onto her stomach. “I’m sorry, I’ll be right back!”

“Take your time.” You waved the girl off as she rushed over to the bathroom, body turning to face the bar. You unlocked your phone, scrolling through your social media for a moment, simply waiting.

That was until you heard the chair two seats down be moved, followed by an annoyed voice.

“Piss off already. I’m not interested.”

It was no surprise your nosy self turned to spot the one and only Sukuna sitting at the bar, waving off a few girls that surrounded and attempted to touch him. The dejected expressions that clung to their featured nearly saddened you, if amusement didn’t interrupt the emotion.

You took a long stare at the man, watching as he instructed the bartender to pour him a glass of some liquid in a tall dark bottle; not even thanking him once he was served. You hadn’t realized your eyes were still on him until the man turned in his chair, facing you.

“You need something? I already said I’m not interested.”

You blinked a bit, snapping out of your trance whilst placing your arm against the bar. You sucked your teeth, turning. “Do I look like a fang banger to you?” You questioned, tone a little rude. From the corner of your eye you spotted the man taking a sip from the glass, tongue gliding across his bottom lip.

“No.” Sukuna started softly, fingers tapping against the short glass. “More like some needy groupie.” His tone was mocking, watching in amusement as you turned to face him with a subtle snarl.

It took a moment for you to reply, raising your shot glass and downing the rest of the alcohol. The burning sensation covered your body, melting your usual filter away. “Even if I was a groupie, I would try to fuck the singer— even the guitarist.” You murmured, knowing his inhuman ears would pick up each word. “Not some vamp that beats on the drums.”

His eyebrows rose, releasing a breathy chuckle as he took another gulp from his glass. You watched carefully, breathing the moment you noticed the hint of red staining his fangs. How his tongue glided to collect the residue, clearly enjoying the liquid you now realized was blood. Sukuna’s eyes landed on you once again, the glass clinking against the bar the moment he placed it down.

“You got a lot of mouth.. defending yourself pretty hard too.”

“And you’re implying?”

Sukuna gave a crooked grin, tapping the counter to which the bartender stepped over to fill his glass back up. “You’re just trynna convince yourself you don’t want me. Scared of being a fang banger?” The vampire’s tone was mocking again, enjoying the way you glared and snarled.

“Please.” You hissed softly, shifting in your seat, ignoring the warmth flooding through your body. “Ain’t shit to be scared of. Vampires are no different from a human man.”

To your surprise the man began to laugh, hunched over the bar with his forehead nearly pressing against the brown wood. You felt your cheeks flush with warmth the moment eyes turned to your spot at the bar, sinking into yourself.

“Sweetheart—“ He begun, laughter ceasing into nothing more than a snort. “I assure you I’m different than any other human man that you’ve been with.”

“Why, because you’re cold with no beating heart?”

“No, cause I’ll fuck the attitude out of you permanently.” Sukuna responded far too quickly, watching you gape like a fish for a moment, finally deciding to keep your mouth shut and turning to face the bar. He smirked at this, leaning on his elbow and tilting his head. “Cat got your tongue?”

You closed your eyes, breathing softly. You weren’t a fang-banger, you tried to convince yourself; attempting to ignore how much you were closing your legs together— avoiding his eyes that just highlighted he knew what you were abstaining from.

But as a moment of silence passed you felt that restraint dwindle. Whether the alcohol, Sukuna, or just you being fucking reckless— any logical part of your brain was rendered useless.

So, while pushing your glasses up you turned to face his awaiting gaze. “Prove it.” You dared softly, tilting your head at him.

Sukuna’s mouth quirked, tongue running along his bottom lip as he turned to the bartender. “Put it on my tab. Hers too.” He spoke, rising from his barstool. His hands found his pockets, motioning for you to follow with a tilt of his head. Rather quickly — embarrassingly so — you grabbed your things, following close behind him.

“My name is (Y/N), not her.”

“Think I like sweetheart better.” Sukuna spoke, leading you towards a door stationed beside the stage. You shouldered your bag as the two of you entered backstage, coming to a hallway. Three doors rested on the walls, you following the vampire who lead you to the one at the end of the hall.

He turned the knob, pushing open the door to reveal a simple room. A black vanity, a red sofa, with a black coffee table in the middle. Sukuna closed the door behind you, watching you for a moment as you bent to place your phone and purse down.

You turned, breathing softly the moment he stepped close to you. Your eyes traveled from his chest up to his face, licking your lips nervously. The man tilted his head with a little smirk.

“You were so damn cocky at the bar.. thinking of backing out?”

The nerves seemed to melt in that moment, stepping a bit closer, rising up to allow your lips to brush. “Sukuna.. are you gonna fuck the attitude out of me, or are you gonna keep talking?” Your eyes flicked between his lips and his dark eyes, gasping the moment you felt a cool hand rising to the back of your neck.

Wordlessly he leaned down, planting his lips against your own. His kiss was rough, stealing your breath away all while his tongue bullied it’s way past your pretty glossed lips. The wet, long muscle curled and slid against your own, licking into your mouth and claiming it as his own. The messy sounds of your lips surrounded the room, your soft moans following.

Sukuna’s hand moved to rest on your throat, thumb pressing against it just to feel you gulp. You pulled away for air, hissing the moment his fangs dragged across your bottom lip, nicking the sensitive skin. He chased your lips for another kiss, licking away the little droplet of blood whilst moving you backwards.

Your hands rose to grip his body, feeling your back press against a wall. You gasped in his mouth as you felt his hand slide down your body, catching the zipper of your cropped jacket and pulling it down your body. The cool air brushed your cleavage, moaning softly the moment his fingers found your hardened nipple under the thin fabric of your bra.

You pulled back, head resting against the wall; whining the moment he pinched your covered bud. “Sukuna, quit fucking teasing.” You hissed, chest rising into his hand for more. The vampire grinned down at you, removing his hand from your breast to instead trail down your body, flicking the belt you wore; buttons of your jeans following.

Now with enough space his hand was entering your pants, two fingers pressing against your wet, covered slit. “Already a fucking mess and I barely touched you.” The drummer commented, face pressing against your collarbone, dragging his fangs across your warm skin. You whined as his fingers found your clit through the fabric of your panties, legs widening and hips rising for more friction. Sukuna chuckled at this, fingertips pressing against the swollen bud, rubbing harsh circles upon it. “Opening your legs for a vampire like this— oh, what a minx you are.”

“Piss off.” You mustered, attempting to keep your resolve in tact. You cried out however, the moment he pinched your clit, the light pleasure and pain melding together.

“Still mouthing off huh?” Sukuna spoke, pulling away from your neck, hand rising to grab your cheeks. His thumb pressed against your lips for a moment before pushing into your mouth, pressing against your tongue all while his fingers entered your panties. The man didn’t tease this time, covering the digits in your slick before sliding them into your damp entrance. He wasted no time in curling the digits inside you, pressing against your gummy walls and growing closer to allow his palm to grind against your clit. A toothy grin was sent your way the moment he felt and heard your muffled moans, fingers scissoring inside your messy pussy, the wet squelches entering the room.

The muffled gasp of his name escaped you the moment he added a third finger, thrusting the digits quickly; stirring you up inside. Your hand fell to his wrist, pretty acrylics digging into his limb, clawing up tattooed skin. Your legs shook as the moments of pleasure continued, eyes pinched close as you felt your orgasm approaching.

Your toes curled, stomach tightening as you grew closer and closer; pussy spasming around his fingers so intensely, he actually added effort to his thrusts.

“Su—sukuna, fuck—!” You whined against his thumb, drool trickling down the corner of your mouth, gagging the moment he pushed the digit farther into your throat. You were so close, squeezing him so harshly that it hurt.

And yet, you weren’t pushed over the edge. Because just when you felt like you would break, the man stopped; withdrawing his fingers before you could even think of finishing yourself off.

Your eyes flew open, glaring at the shit-eating grin plastered across his face. The moment he pulled his thumb from your mouth you were hissing;

“What’s your problem? I was so cl—“

“Did you think you could mouth off like that and I’d would reward you with an orgasm?” Sukuna questioned, head tilted, eyes sweeping your form. The man’s hand rose, fingers pressing into your cheeks and pushing; watching your messy lips pucker. “Fucking needy, looking at you whining just for my fingers.” Sukuna released your cheeks to instead grasp your waist, moving you over to sit on the couch.

The moment your ass met the cushion you felt the heat rise around you, watching in excitement at his hands tugging on the waistband of his pants. Thumbs hooking on the elastic, the vampire pushed them down, black boxers following. His dick escaped the confinements easily, resting tall and thick, beads of precum resting deliciously on the tip.

You bit your lip a little, breathing the moment you felt his strong hand grab the back of your head. “Gonna use that pretty mouth of yours for something useful, yeah?” Sukuna grinned, watching how easily your lips parted, tongue sticking out. His other hand grabbed his shaft, inching closer just to side his tip across your wet tongue. The moment you tried to wrap your lips around his dick, he was pulling you back by the hair— ignoring the whine that you released.

“Impatient brat.” He murmured, instructing you to lay your tongue out. You obeyed, groaning the moment he tapped his dick against the muscle, shallowing fucking your open mouth with just the tip. After a few moments of the teasing, Sukuna was flicking his hips forward; enjoying the way tears sprung to your eyes, hands rising to press against his hips. With no care for your well-being, the vampire began to thrust in your wet cavern, your soft hair spilling through the gaps of his fingers as he gripped it.

Your tongue dragged across his shaft with each thrust into your mouth, eyes closed as you breathed heavily through your nose. The sound of your saliva, gagging, and wet thrusts carried in the room; your hand falling between your legs to rub your clit, moaning around his cock. Your jaw began to ache from the relentless thrusts, the combined mess surely tainting the bottom half of your face— concerns that you could care less about.

Sukuna watched you carefully, gripping your hair, enjoying the way your cheeks would puff with each thrust. The moment he noticed your hand however, he was shoving his cock deeper, leaning to snatch your wrist. You went to whine, the noise coming out as nothing more then a wet, jumbled mess. He grinned above you, continuing to fuck your throat; “Gonna cry about it? Go ahead.” Sukuna snickered, gritting his teeth the moment he felt his orgasm getting close.

His head tilted back, breathing as pink strands rested against his forehead. Sukuna’s hips never stopped, heavy balls slapping against your chin as his grip on your hair began to ache. “Fuck.. such a good fucking groupie, letting me use your mouth like this.” Sukuna teased, feeling the vibration of your moans around his length. He looked back down, pacing increasing, strings of groans and swears escaping him.

The vampire pumped inside your wet mouth a few more times before he was pulling out, making a mess on your face. His come covered your lips, cheeks, and glasses; you quickly sucking up air greedily, tongue gliding across your lips to lick away his mess.

You breathed as his hand found your chin, raising your face to get a good look at you. Sukuna was truly satisfied with his work, grinning down at you. His thumb wiped some of the milky liquid left on your cheek, moving over to your mouth and watching you lick and suck his digit clean. “Mm.. that’s a good girl.” He praised, withdrawing his thumb and pulling your glasses off shortly after.

His hand slid to your throat the moment he pressed your lips together, rising you up a bit while you held onto his wrist. Sukuna’s tongue invaded your mouth once again, making it an even bigger mess. Soon he pulled away, staring down at you.

“Haven’t even fucked you yet and that attitude is no where to be seen. Maybe I shouldn’t..“ Sukuna was pulling away before you could even respond, reaching as if going to pull his pants up. “— looks like I already proved myself, right?” You quickly shook your head, reaching over to grab his wrists. The vampire laughed at this, coming closer to trap your form between him and the couch. “C’mon use your words, sweetheart. What exactly do you want?”

You bit the inside of your cheek, staring into his eyes. You were sure if you didn’t say anything in the next few seconds he would turn and exit the room, leaving you high and dry. You swallowed your pride, rising up higher to rest your hands onto his chest. “You. I need you so bad, Sukuna— please.” You gasped out, crumpling his shirt into your hands.

Sukuna listened to your pleas greedily, a permanent grin painted across his face. Just when you thought it didn’t work he was grabbing your shoulder, turning and pushing you to lay across the couch. Your heart beat fast against your chest, feeling the cushion dip as kneeled behind you. In one swift motion he was pulling your jeans and panties all the way down, revealing yourself to him.

The moment you tried to close your legs, his palm slammed against your ass; causing a cry to escape you, pressing your face into the cushion. “Don’t even try that. Wanted this so bad, you better fucking take it.” Sukuna hissed, grasping his length as he lined up with your fluttering entrance, carefully pushing in.

The stretch teetered between pleasurable and painful, rising onto your hands and gripping the cushions underneath you as you could do nothing but whine, body shaking. Sukuna sneered at your withering form, gripping your hips tightly. “‘M not even all the way in and you’re already losing yourself..” With a final thrust he was all the way in, resting deep inside your messy pussy, stretching you so pretty. You cried out the moment his fingers gripped your hair, pulling you into a deep arch whilst hovering over body, lips brushing your ear.

“Still think I ain’t no different then a human man?”

“Fu..fuck you.” You whimpered out, breathing heavily the moment he adjusted his hips.

Sukuna snickered softly, “You already are, princess.” With the continued grip on your hair he was pulling his hips back until only the tip was inside, slamming back in. The movement caused your body to lurch forward, gasping out and greedily sucking the air back up. You opened your mouth to speak, shutting up the moment another thrust racked through your body.

And another.. and another.. and another—

His pace was relenting from the start, fucking you so harshly your body bumped against the arm rest of the couch; nails digging into the cushions as shameless moans escaped you. Each time you attempted to pull away, to run— he was grabbing you back, slapping your thighs, ass, anything he could reach. All while speaking to you in that mocking tone, ridiculing you.

“Had so much to say yet you’re running..”

You opened your mouth to defend yourself, the thought melting away as his thrusts ruined you. His cock dragged against your walls, fucking each and every thought out of your mind; replacing them with him. Your eyes were pinched close, drawls of his name and moans escaping your swollen lips. “Su—sukuna, fuck..!” You cried out, feeling yourself get close.

Sukuna’s hands kept a tight grip on your hips, bottom lip caught between his sharp fangs the moment you began to fuck back against him. Your ass shook with each bounce, the man zoned in on the erotic display. Fuck, you felt so good, way too good. The man sucked his teeth, hand falling to your ass cheek and slapping one, thrusting harder than before. “Greedy fucking pussy, clenching me so damn tight..” He dragged, a groan rumbling in his chest.

Tears sprung to your eyes, head going slack as a loud cry escaped you, creaming all over his length. The mess trickled down to his balls and the couch, soaking the cushion. Your tired body went slack against the furniture, feeling his thrusts slow, but never stop. A sudden tight grip on your hair had your reeling, whining as he pulled you back.

“I’m not fucking done with you.”

The vampire wasted no time and flipping you onto your back, pulling you down by your thighs and pushing them up to sink deeper inside you. Your hands clung to his wrists, crying out at the slight burn the stretch left you. You were given no time to think, the man resuming his fearsome thrusts at a completely different angle, ramming agonist a spot inside you that caused you to completely lose your mind.

Your hands went slack, lips agape as babbles and moans escaped your raw throat. Your eyes were meeting the back of your skull, makeup a mess with wet dark streaks running down your chubby brown cheeks. Sukuna enjoyed the sight completely, eyes flicking between your face and the way his cock slid inside your pretty pussy, the white foamy mess coating his length.

He leaned over your body, legs now held up by his shoulders as he continued to fuck you. “What a mess you are.” The man hissed, hand reaching to grab your chin. “Can’t even think straight can you? I’m fucking you too dumb huh?” He mocked, your sweet moans music to his ears.

Your hands rose to his back, gripping his shirt for leverage as you came again, painting his lower body with your mess. Sukuna laughed softly at this, still fucking you despite just orgasming. “Claimed you weren’t a fang-banger yet here you are, coming all over my dick. Such a liar, (Y/N).”

Your whines didn’t go unnoticed, the man’s hand falling to your waist and lifting you up a bit, drilling into you. His cock pushed against your cervix, the pain melting with each thrust inside. You barely even registered his fangs pressing against your skin until they entered your collarbone, a strangled whine escaped you.

The man sucked the crimson droplets that released from the wound, blunt fingernails digging into your skin; Sukuna slowly getting drunk off your taste. When he had his fill he was pulling away, licking up the residue and sealing the wound. His other hand grabbed the back of your neck, lifting your head from the couch to lock lips; the metallic taste of your blood causing you to groan— all while continuing to jackhammer into you.

The vampire was right, he was fucking the attitude out of you. You so pliable, gripping onto him as if he was a lifeline and you were in the open sea. Your legs were trembling, pussy clenching and clenching, as he swallowed the sweetest moans with his lips tainted with your blood. A fucking mess you were.

His mess, obviously.

A different type of clench entered your stomach, one that caused your eyes to fly open. You pulled back from the kiss to cry out, gripping him tightly. “Wa—wait, Sukuna— hah…— please slow down!” You somehow managed out, hazy eyes staring up at the clear distaste resting on his features.

He didn’t listen, slamming into you roughly, swatting the hand away that went to press against his hips. Sukuna tutted at the whine that escaped you, drilling you deeper and deeper into the furniture. “Make another mess, ruin this fucking couch.” He hissed, feeling his own end growing close.

You tried to hold it back, back arching from the cushions as black filled streaks continued to glide down your cheeks. Soon enough you could no longer contain yourself, the band snapping inside you as you screeched in pleasure; drenching the cushions underneath you, making a complete mess of the both of you.

Sukuna grinned at this, far too caught up in his own pleasure to release a snarky comment. Instead his face fell to your neck, thrusts becoming uncoordinated before he shoved himself deep, flooding you with his come.

The sound of your pants entered the space, your hands continuing to hold onto Sukuna. Your head fell back against the couch, eyes pinched closed and focused on regaining your breath.

Moments passed before the vampire rose, pulling his hips back, shushing the sensitive whine that escaped you. Once no longer inside, Sukuna’s hands dragged down to spread you more, watching pearly white beads trickle from your opening and down to your taint. The man smirked just a tad, eyes carrying back to your tired face.

“Looks like you’re a fang-banger now.” Sukuna spoke, watching you attempt at a frustrated face which melted away the moment his thumb slid across your slit.

“Fuck, Sukuna.. I’m too sensitive right now.” You whimpered, shying away from his touch. You gasped as he gripped your thighs however, dragging you farther down the couch.

Sukuna leaned over your body, resting on a forearm placed above your head. “You have seven minutes sweetheart.”

You rose an eyebrow at his words, adjusting yourself, “For what?”

The vampire grinned, curling a piece of hair around his finger. “If you thought I was gonna stop there, I fucked you far too dumb. I’m getting rid of that attitude permanently, remember?”

Your eyes widened, excitement and fear bubbling inside you. The man leaned down, stealing your lips in a deep kiss.

You were thankful you thought to send a text message to your best friend to leave when she wanted, given you didn’t leave the room until the bar closed.

reblogs & comments are appreciated <3

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Go Ahead, Touch It - Seo Changbin

W/C: 2.9K

Note: Blank blogs will be blocked. I don’t trust y’all, so make sure you have your age in your bio/desc or something on your blog. Minors DNI.

“Go ahead. touch it.” + “Be a good girl and spread your legs.”

Warnings: Smut, nudism, masturbating, handjob, blowjob, pet/nicknames, teasing, cum tasting, deep throating, oral, fingering, clit stimulation, unprotected sex(reader’s on the pill), aftercare.

Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

Changbin sits on the bed with his back propped against the headboard, his hand around his cock and low groans leaving him as he was spreading his pre-cum over his cock, you weren’t expecting this view when you walked into the room, your eyes immediately fell to his cock that was glistening from his arousal, your eyes widen and your lips part as you let out a gasp, you could feel your mouth water instantly from the sight, he watches you with a smirk on his lips, as if he had been waiting for you to catch him, his eyes were dark and hooded.

“Go ahead, touch it,” He says, you step forward as if you’re in a trance and climb onto the bed, slowly crawling your way closer to him, he bites his bottom lip as he watches you get closer to him. You straddle his lap once you reach him and wrap your hands around the base of his cock, he pulls his hand away immediately as a low groan leaves him. “Fuck…” You slide your hands along his length, feeling the sticky residue slowly spreading over your palms and fingers.

“So hard and so wet, Bin,” You coo and look up at him, you watch him squirm at your words. “Is this all for me? Were you waiting for me?” You watch his lids flutter and his chest heaves up and down quickly as his breathing becomes deeper. You twist your hands around his cock, making him buck his hips at the friction.

“Y/n… baby,” He mumbles, becoming lost in the pleasurable sensation you were causing him, his hand couldn’t even compare to yours, to what you were doing to him. “Fuck…” You lower your gaze and watch as his muscles tighten each time your hands glide along his cock, your thumb rubbing over the slit before disappearing again, you slide one of your hands lower and cup his balls. “Fu-fuck,” You smirk as you hear him stutter. Your fingers carefully knead into his balls, while your other hand slide up and down his length, making sure to circle your thumb over the slit of his cock.

“Feels good?” You whisper, his hips buck, and you see his stomach muscles twitching and pulling, his thigh muscles flex underneath you and couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride growing inside you, knowing that you were causing this response from him.

“Fuck, yes,” He breathes out, his voice rough as he spoke. “So good,” You nod your head and lick your lips before you lean over, you feel his legs twitch as the tips of your hair brush against his thighs. “Shit…” You look up at him, and he swore he would come undone right then and there, you looked like sin staring up at him. “Babyyyy,” He whines out as you blow directly at the head of his cock, his hands grip onto the bedding, and you watch as veins slowly begin to pop out on his arms. “Oh, gguhhh,” Your thumb rubs over the tip of his cock, feeling how cold you’ve blown his arousal.

“You sound so pretty for me, Bin,” You mutter before flattening your tongue at the head of his cock and licking around it, purposely avoiding his slit. “Hmm, so good,” You could taste the saltiness spreading in your mouth, before licking a stripe down as your hand moves down to the base of his cock.

“Hmpf, hmm,” He whimpers, tugging at the bedding more. “Y/n… babyyyy,” The feeling of your warm tongue gliding along his cock was making his mind spin, and the way you looked right now. “Baby…” Dirty, sinful and lucky were the words circling in his mind as he watched you with intensity. Your tongue curls around his length as you slide your tongue back to the head of his cock. “I’m…” Your hair was tickling his thighs as your head was moving, and the feeling was only enhancing the ecstasy feeling he was experiencing. “Not go-going…” And you knew, you knew he wasn’t going to last long, you weren’t expecting him to. You wrap your lips around the head of his cock without warning and take him into your mouth with such speed that he barely had time to process what was happening.

“BABY!” He screams as he felt your warm mouth engulf his cock, your eyes not waving once as you stared up at him, keeping eye contact with him as you took more of him into your mouth. “I’M NOT GONNA…” Your tongue slides along the underside of his cock, directly over the prominent vein that decorated his cock. You could feel your saliva spilling from the corners of your mouth and running down his cock that you couldn’t fit into your mouth, and he was going crazy over that feeling. “BABY!” You twist your hand around the base of his cock while your other hand squeezed his balls, you were breathing loudly through your nose before your oxygen was cut off when you started taking him down your throat. “FUCK, BABY, BABYYY” The feeling of your throat closing down around his cock caused him to squeeze his eyes shut.

Tears burned in the corner of your eyes and your lungs were slowly starting to scream for air, and he could feel your throat squeezing his cock, milking him to cum in your mouth, down your throat, his hips buck up and his cock slide further down your throat, your tears spill down your cheeks at the burning feeling, you could feel your panties becoming wet as your arousal seeps through them, you were sure your pants were going to be ruined as well.

“Baby, baby, Y/n, fuck, I…” His words were fast as he spoke, it was like he was chanting without taking a breath in between. “Fuck… I,” You slowly pull him out your throat and hallow your cheeks as you do, you watch his stomach muscles clench before you felt his cock twitch inside your mouth, you take in a deep breath of air through your nose before you felt hot liquid spilling into your mouth. “FUUUCK!” You bob your head up and down over his cock, getting him through the high as you try to swallow at the same time, but a mess was quickly being made at spills from the corners of your mouth. “Fuck, yes, that’s it, fuck like that, oh my… fucking,” You squeeze your eyes shut as you try to focus on swallowing what you could while trying to keep your breathing as even as you possibly could, which was impossible considering how turned on you felt and what you had just done.

“Baby…” He sighs out, his hips lower down to the bed as his body slowly begins to relax after going through such an intense high. You pull away from his cock with a loud pop, causing his body to shake at the feeling of your lips releasing him, you squeeze his balls one last time before pulling both your hands away and sitting back on his thighs. “Fuck…”

“Was it good?” You ask, he nods his head as he stares at you with satisfying eyes, a lazy smile on his lips, Sweat coats his chest, and you could see it starting to roll down. “Feeling tired now?”

“Hmm…” He hums. You place your hands against the crease of his hips before slowly lifting your hips off his lap, he grabs onto your wrist, causing you to pause mid-move to look at him. “Where are you going?”

“To take a shower,” You say. You watch as he sits straighter, face now inches away from yours, and it feels like your breath was caught in your throat for a moment. “I… should…”

“You should?” He asks. You slowly nod your head and moments later you found yourself on your back and Changbin on top of you. “No, what you should do is let me now take care of you,” He reaches for your shirt and pulls it upwards along with your help, you immediately reach behind you to unclasp your bra and get rid of his while his hands slid along your sides before his fingers curl around your waistband, and he pulls your pants along with your panties down. He lifts your pants and inspects them, quickly finding a wet patch had formed through them and your panties were soaked. “Fuck, you’re such a dirty horny thing, aren’t you?” His lips touch your lower stomach as he tosses the fabric aside. “And be a good girl and spread your legs,” You feel your walls clench at his words before complying and opening your legs wider for him, a loud squelch goes through the air as your folds pull apart and open for him. “Fuck…” He kisses down your mound before he comes face-to-face with your soaked pussy. “So fucking wet from sucking me and swallowing my cum.”

“Bin… do something, fuck,” You say, you were so desperate for his touch, you needed to feel it on your needy, aching pussy. He just came, but he could feel his cock twitching just seeing your pussy glistening with your juices, you were practically ready for his cock and for a second he wished he had pulled you up and stripped you down to fuck into your sopping hole. Your legs twitch as you feel his fingers touch your folds and push them more open for him before you felt his tongue on your clit, you reach down with one hand and curl your fingers into his locks and lift your hips, pushing your pussy against his face. “Fuck…”

You could feel his fingers slide along your folds and move to your inner folds as his song slides over your clit in a long lick before it disappears and reappears but lower, you feel your muscles tensing up as his fingers begin to slide up and down your folds, adding to the sensation already spreading inside you.

“Bin, fuck…” You whimper as you feel his tongue reach your slit and lick all the way up to your clit before his lips wrap around the sensitive nub, and his fingers easily slip into your wet hole and curl them, you could hear the squelch from your wetness when he did. “Fuck… I…” You were almost positive that he could push his entire hand into you with how wet you were. “Biiiin,” Your head turns sideways, pleasure was slowly blooming inside you, and you could feel heat travelling through your veins, causing sweat to build up on your skin and the bedding to stick to your back. His fingers thrust in and out of you while curling against your walls every now and again.

“Hmm,” He hums against your clit, although it sounded like a growl, and the sound caused your walls to clench and your clit to twitch while your mind was thrown into the clouds, you close your eyes and let the sensation go through and take control of your mind and body.

“Bin, fuck…” You moan as you feel your body becoming light as a knot of tension was building inside you. “Bin, I… more,” And then you feel him tug at your clit and his fingers plunging deeper into you, you didn’t think it was possible for them to go any deeper. “FUCK, BIN!” Your back arches and your hips push up, pushing your pussy into his face again. “BIN!” Your hips continue to move against his face, as if you were riding it. “OH, OH!” A third finger slips into you, and you feel almost full as he moves his fingers in a ‘come here’ motion. “BIIIIN!” His other hand grabs onto your thigh, holding it firmly in his grip. He abruptly pulls away from your clit, and you feel the tension that was building at a rapid pace suddenly slow down. “Noooo.”

“You taste so good,” He says. “I’m hard again,” Your walls clench around his fingers, and you feel his thumb press down against your clit to give the nub attention as he spoke. “You got me rock hard again, baby,” Your mind was spinning, you weren’t sure for how long he was sucking your clit and pounding his fingers into your pussy, but it had to have been long enough for him to get hard again. “You get me hard so fast again, just hear your moan for me and see how wet you’re for me…”

“Fuck me,” You breathe out, keeping your eyes shut. “Fuck me, Changbin, get your fingers out of me and put your cock in,” You needed to feel him inside you, you wanted to come undone with his cock inside you. He quickly pulls his fingers from you and moments later you feel the head of his cock push into you easily, your hand falls from his hair, and you find one of his arms to grip onto.

“So fucking… wet,” He groans out, your back arches as you feel his hard length entering you and stretching your walls as they should be stretched and filled you how you wanted to be filled. His hands grip your hips and lift them from the bed, pushing his cock deeper into you and reaching that sweet spot inside you.

“BIIIINN!” You scream out, you wanted to turn sideways as the pleasure courses through at such intensity. “FUCK, RIGHT THERE!” You could feel tears burning in your eyes, the pleasure all felt so much.

“FUCK!” He loudly groans, he was still sensitive from earlier, and he could feel it as your walls squeezed around his cock, already milking him to cum inside you. He barely gave a moment for both of you to adjust before he pulled his hips back, pulling out of you halfway before slamming back into you, making you gasp and shake with pleasure, your nails dig into his skin as his pace picks up.

“FUCK, OH FUCK!” You scream, seeing the specs of specks of dust that had formed behind your eyes becoming bigger and flying by faster, the sound of your wetness fills the air along with the sound of your moans and his groans. “CHANGBIN!” The sound of skin slapping against skin was loud, you could feel the knot inside you building rapidly again. “CHANGBIN!”

“Y/N, FUCK!” He grunts out, you could feel your hair sticking to the back of your neck from how wet your skin was with sweat. Your toes curl as you feel a hot tingling sensation travelling up your legs, your other hand grabs the bedding, and you bunch it up in your fist.

“CHANGBIN!” You cry out as you feel your mind falling into a pool of ecstasy. “FUCK!” Your body begins shaking and a sudden wave of pleasure crashes into you, pulling the tension that was building inside you apart, he could feel the moment you came undone around him, your walls were pulling rapidly, and he could feel your cum splattering onto his thighs as he thrusts into you. “FUCK, OH UHHMM!” You push your head into the mattress as stars fly past your eyes.

“FUCK, fuck, yes,” He groans out, feeling his cock twitching. He didn’t expect to last long with how sensitive he felt already, but now feeling your walls milking him hard, it dawned on him that he was seconds away from coming undone. “YYYY/NNN!” You could barely hear his whine with how high in the clouds you were, your heart drummed loudly in your ears as you were going through your high.

“CHANGBIN!” You scream, his hips stutter momentarily before he pushes them against yours, hot ropes of cum spill into you, making you whine loudly at the feeling. He lowers your hips to the bed and leans over you, burying his head between your breasts, and groaning against your chest as he comes undone. Your grip on his arm loosens before you completely release it, and you lay it down on the bed, your body slowly calms down, and you were left to catch your breath. “Bin…” You whisper as you feel his hips wiggle against yours.

“So good…” He mumbles against your chest before lifting his head to look at you. “You are… too good to me,” You release the beddings and lift your hand to gently slide it along his back. “Fuck… I swear if I knew you were this wet, I wouldn’t have cum in your mouth,” You chuckle and shake your head.

“You would have burst immediately,” You say, he nods his head, not bothering to deny that fact. “But now, I really need a shower, you too,” He pushes himself to sit on his knees, his cock slipping out from you with a squelching sound. “Fuck…”

“Fuck, I agree…” He mutters as he slowly climbed off the bed. “Let me go heat the water for us, take your time,” You watch him disappear into the bathroom before hearing the water being turned on, you climb off the bed and glance at it, seeing how wet it was from his load and now your mixed releases.

“We need clean bedding also!” You say as you enter the bathroom, he was already in the shower, waiting for you, the glass already fogging up from the hot water. “My hair needs washing, can you help me, Mister Seo?” You say with a smile stretched across your lips as you step into the shower, closing the door behind you.

[l0velylecter]

ares — phillip graves ( nsfw )

— nsfw imagine / headcanons on phillip graves  pairing : phillip graves / f! reader fandom : call of duty modern warfare ii rating : e for explicit, minors don’t interact (mdni!), not safe for work (nsfw!) warnings : graphic descriptions of sex tags : drabble, not proofread, just midnight thoughts, smutty but also soft, graves can also make love and not just fuck and i’ll show you how, afab, female bits 

01 | graves isn't all about fucking. most of the time he’s suspended over you with one hand to either side of your shoulders, fingers fisting the sheets as he slides inside of you, slowly, thoroughly — burying himself into the hilt to feel all of you: and you’ll clench down on him so he’ll groan against your neck. his cologne, rich and heavy and mingling with the smell of sex and sweat. he thrusts into your sore cunt, and the pain pricks your skin with pleasure. it drives you insane. sichuan pepper and reggio bergamot crowding you as you shudder and come, lips open in a wordless scream. 02 | his hips keep moving, driving into you until you’re spent and just on the edge of consciousness. then he slows and stops and he tells you he shouldn’t. but you know the time you shared apart has housed this appetite in him that needs to come out. that needs to be bled and wrung and satiated. he has stamina, he has strength, he has enough longing inside of him to spread your legs open and start again. and even if you’re tired, you tell him you want it too. nipples already hardening. graves waits a long moment, breathing hard and eyes glazed over, skin flushed. the moonlight is peeking through the gaps in your curtains. he always sleeps with the window open. the breeze soft and cold against your skin. you squeeze his arm in reassurance. then, slowly, he resumes his thrusts and descends upon you, closing the gaps between your skin to hold you close. closer. (as if he wants to be one with you.) 03 | you drag your index finger down his spine. he guesses that it’s a tree and you burst out laughing. he turns to face you with an eyebrow raised and you tell him it’s a house. he smiles, pulling you by your waist to tell you to never enroll in art school. out of instinct, you tilt your neck to let him trail kisses down your jugular. with the sheets cold and thin between your legs, he pushes your hair back, slick with sweat and sticking to the side of your face. his thumb is resting on the underside of your chest when he says i love you.his pulse: steady and content against your ear. (graves isn’t all about fucking.)

a/n : so this is a blurb because not writing for a week had rendered me illiterate unfortunately. and i just wanted to make more graves content so enjoy ! ( he definitely enjoys slow, steamy sex because he’s lowkey touch starved ) + i had no idea what to put based on the title so i just put the name of greek/roman gods that share the same mbti as the characters, which in this case : estp for both ares and graves ( oh and the bit where he sleeps with the window slightly cracked is a headcanon from tt, let me know the creator’s name so i can credit them as inspo for this ! )  → p.s the cologne mentioned above is the description of dior sauvage  👀 ( he definitely wears it )

[difwod]

What’s a Commercial Vs a Home Theater Projector? Do I Need a 4K HDR Projector?

A Portable Projector Is A Small, Lightweight Device That Projects Images Or Videos Onto A Screen Or Wall. It Can Be Powered By A Built-In Battery Or An External Power Source And Is Designed For Mobility And Easy Setup For Floor Interactive Projection.

Commercial Projectors Are Designed For Use In Professional Settings Such As Conference Rooms, Schools, And Movie Theaters. They Are Built To Provide Bright And Clear Images Even In Well-Lit Rooms And Can Project Large Images With Excellent Detail.

Home Theater Projectors With Ar Interactive Slide, On The Other Hand, Are Designed For Use In A Home Entertainment Setting. They Are Typically Smaller And More Compact Than Commercial Projectors And May Not Be As Bright, But Offer A More Immersive Movie-Watching Experience In A Home Setting.

The Choice Between A 4K HDR Projector And A Lower-Resolution Projector Largely Depends On The Intended Use And Budget. 4K HDR Projectors Offer Four Times The Resolution Of Traditional HD Projectors, Producing Incredibly Sharp And Detailed Images. This Makes Them Ideal For Large-Screen Home Theaters Or Commercial Applications Where Image Quality Is Critical. However, 4K HDR Projectors Can Be More Expensive And Require More Specialized Equipment To Set Up, So It May Not Be Necessary For Everyone.

Ultimately, The Choice Of A Portable Projector With Projection Immersive, Commercial Vs. Home Theater, And Whether Or Not To Go For A 4K HDR Projector, Depends On Personal Preferences And The Intended Use. Factors Such As Budget, Room Size, And Image Quality Requirements Should Be Considered When Making A Decision.

[navibluebees]

Kisses in the Dark

Please read before interacting.

All the Mansk artwork I've seen lately has put me in a moooood~ This has smut. Minors, please DNI. Love you. <3 GN reader~ Enjoy, my lovelies!

You jolted awake at the sound coming from across the room. A dark shape moved toward you and you slowly shifted to curl your fingers around the hilt of the knife you kept under your pillow. You kept your breathing slow, trying to wait until they were close enough to attack. Your bed shifted and you tensed, holding still for just a moment longer. Gathering your courage, you flipped, swiping the knife across the arm of the invader. They grunted as you kicked your feet out, meeting their chest.

"Y/N, Y/N! Stop it!" a familiar loud voice boomed.

You fell back on your heels, stunned into silence. He fumbled for the lamp by your bed, flipping the switch at the base. You squinted and blinked at him as you sat there with a knife limply in your hand. He chuckled lowly and pulled it out of your grasp, setting it on the nightstand. You gasped as he stretched past you, eyes glued to the shallow cut on his arm. He waved away your worries.

"It's all good. It's already healing. Plus, I would probably be upset if you didn't try to attack after all those self-defense lessons I taught you."

You smiled weakly and nuzzled into his hand as it cupped your cheek. "What's going on, love? Is it bad tonight?"

The self-assured expression fell from his face. His ears ducked back, eyes going lower. You crawled to him, curling up in his lap and squeezing him around the waist. "What is it?"

He buried his face in your neck, voice slightly muffled. "I just needed you."

You gently pushed on his chest, laying him back on the bed. His face was dark purple with a blush as your body rested on top of his. You slid a hand up the front of his shirt, running your fingers over his abdomen. His muscles clenched under your touch and you gasped as his palms moved up to clasp the back of your thighs. He tugged you down, spreading your legs wider on top of him. You whimpered and leaned forward, meeting his eager mouth.

He often came to you in the night like this. Demons from his past haunted him in the dark hours and he would seek out safety in your embrace, aching for something to feel other than torment. You kissed him back roughly and full of desire. He felt your surge and held you close, running his hands over your body.

You sat up, tugging at his shirt and he quickly obliged you, pulling it over his head. He carefully maneuvered you out of your shirt. He kissed you softly, pressing his forehead to yours. You reached for the lamp and flipped the switch back off. It took a minute for your eyes to adjust and when they finally did, your smile brightened seeing the small dots covering his torso. He quivered as you traced lines between them with your fingers. Your fingers danced over his skin, light as a whisper. He smiled lovingly at you.

"Thank you for coming to me when you're scared. Thank you for being vulnerable. I love you."

You tapped him softly on the nose and the blush spread even brighter over his cheeks. His hand cupped the back of your neck, pulling you down to him. His lips met yours and you sighed into his mouth. He smiled and shifted his cheek to touch yours, breathing raggedly in your ear.

You reached over for the lube in the nightstand drawer, his eyes lingering on your hands as he shivered. He watched as you slid off the bed, teasingly sliding down your pajama pants. His tongue darted out to lick his bottom lip. You pulled his shorts down, tossing them to another corner of the room. you sat between his legs, squeezing some of the lube onto your hands, rubbing them together to warm it up. He propped himself up on his elbows, unable to take his eyes off of you.

With an impatient motion, you leaned forward and wrapped your fists around his cock. He writhed underneath you and whimpered your name. Your heart squeezed tight in your chest as your hands moved tenderly around him. You smiled at the way his breath caught in his throat, coming out in strangled gasps. Adding more lube, you continued to rub him until he grabbed at your forearm.

"Please please please, Y/N. I need you."

You moved to position yourself over him and he held your hips as his guided you down gently. He supported your weight, murmuring encouragement to you as you stretched around him. You cried out as the tip popped in. You whined sharply, clenching around him.

"Easy, easy," he whispered. He massaged your trembling thigh and when you nodded, pushed down carefully on your hips. Your whole body tingled as you settled fully down on him. His head thumped back onto the pillow, his legs squirming underneath you. You whimpered as his motions caused him to rock into you. He smiled at you and mumbled, "Sorry."

Your hips ground down onto his causing him to claw at your thighs, needy to have you even closer. You leaned forward, pressing your chest to his torso. He groaned and lifted up, tugging you down further on him. You inhaled sharply, fingers grasping at him. He shushed you soothingly, massaging his fingers down your spine. The grooves of his stomach muscles, rubbed in between your legs, making your body twitch in pleasure.

You rested together for a while like that, wrapped around him in every way, his tender hands treasuring every bit of you he could get his hands on. They moved down to your hips, lifting you off of him. You whined, clutching at him to stay close. He rolled onto his side, tucking you in front of him, back to his chest. He lifted your leg, positioning himself and slid in with only a moment's pause. You sighed with the new angle and he held your leg up, thrusting lightly.

His hand slid further down between your legs, brushing his fingertips over you. You whimpered and he kissed your shoulder, thrusting lightly again while you mumbled incoherently. He rocked into you over and over, rubbing between your legs as he nipped at your neck. You squirmed and he grunted, tugging you closer against him. You arched your back, allowing a deeper angle and he shuddered, moving with you.

His other hand snaked around underneath you, massive palm across your sternum, lightly brushing the bottom of your throat. You melted into his hold, his fingers moving faster between your legs. You whimpered and reached back, finding the back of his neck as his face moved closer to yours. His cheek brushed across your ear, lips tugging at your earlobe. Hot breath brushed over your ear as he huffed and groaned while you tensed around him.

His hips stuttered and you whined. "Not yet, love. Wait for me."

He whined in frustration, gripping you tighter. "I can't. I'm sorry."

His hips rutted into yours as he came deep inside you. He groaned deeply, your name coming out somewhere amidst a torrent of whispered 'I love you's'. He whimpered as his sensitive cock continued to move in and out of your tight hole. You tried to tell him to stop, that you were okay and didn't need to finish, but his hand tightened almost imperceptibly at your throat.

"Hush and let me love you, Y/N," he growled.

Your face flushed deep red. He found a sweet rhythm with his cock and fingers, bringing your body to an overwhelming release. You shook around him, feeling the slickness between your bodies. His body curled around you, his purring tickling slightly.

"Let me stay here tonight. I don't want to sleep alone."

You nodded and wrapped your arms around his that was across your body. He stayed inside you, protectively tightening his hold on your waist. He nuzzled your neck, licking the bites he'd given you earlier and soon enough his soft breath assured you he was asleep. Your eyes fluttered shut, snuggled safely in his arms.

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[dana-chan-the-control-brain]

So what was the thought process you and @twinanimatronics had for Moon and DJMM being besties?

Like I know that's a huge fanon thing (though i think y'all were one of the early ones) but is it something yall based on game data or character analysis?

Ohhh!!!

A pretty good question.

I think part of it had to do with @factual-fantasy's wonderful au and comics of the DJ being very close buds with Sun and Moon.

But I think there was a bit more to it then that.

I think I just wanted a fanfiction mostly centered around Moon and the DJ's friendship because they're both Security bots and are the only two animatronics in the Pizzaplex that go back to being "mainly chill" after their initial segment. (Moon showing up at every hourly recharge being super easy to avoid outside his initial Daycare Segment and Sun just stays in the slide all other times)

I also remember seeing the headcanon in @paper-lilypie's old comics that Moon had a music box, which was a popular hc, that Ceph and I have actually proved to be canon with our rabid exploring of the Pizzaplex map like its an archeological dig site.

Made me get to thinking if Moon used his music box often, what songs would he use?

Also got me thinking about how the DJ makes up his own songs on rotation to avoid copyright. He's essentially an AI generated song prompt, but far more endearing and self-aware. DJMM makes his own bouncer chase music to capture Gregory and that's pretty endearing to me.

Thought about Moon stealing DJ's songs to use in his music box. (and yes, I know real life music boxes are made with a set song in mind and he can't rotate them unless there are discs in there. But idk. lol don't think about the mechanics of this too hard of how a music box actually works)

Made me think that Moon would like relaxing Lofi beats that the DJ would make for him.

Lofi Beats to Capture Children to was initially planned to be five chapters. Just showing glimpses into the lives of DJMM and Moon interacting, from a more DJ-themed perspective, with the pov changing between Moon and the DJ...

But I kept adding more things into there.

Once I realized Sun had to be a character in this, the perspective strictly stayed with Sun and Moon.

Like an OC that was meant to just be a foil, and die for character development for the Daycare Attendant turned out to be more complex then I thought as he just became a worse version of myself and I wanted to see him get better so I made a spin-off entirely about him.

I realized I wanted to have Vanny in this, because I love Vanessa. I wanted to show the toxic but completely codependent relationship the DCA has with Vanessa. Because... Well, let's face it, Vanessa is a non-character in her own game. Many fans don't love her in the way I do. Even the most hard wired DCA fans don't really have anything to say about Vanny/Vanessa.... and either ignore she exists... or she's a meangirl background character not important to the plot. Despite the fact that Vanny and Moon's relationship is the driving force for so many things that happen in Security Breach. To the point where the Daycare Attendant is literally a thematic parallel to the Vanny/Vannessa relationship... Something I've been screaming about since Security Breach came out and no one listened.... But I was right. To the Point it's explicitly confirmed in Help Wanted 2.

And I also realized that if Sun was going to be a character, I had to establish life for them for a good chunk of it and how fast things go down. I had to determine whether I wanted them to be their separate things, or one person with DID. And ... While I do think that DID is actually canon..... it's something I don't have experience with writing, and I feel that I would end up saying or portraying it offensively. Especially since the DCA already kinda has the "bad alter" archetype in canon. Plus, to coexist with Twins where they get seperated and they're learning to be their own people... It just makes more sense to have a level of miscommunication between the two. So we understand Sun's fear and need for control. (like in canon Sun has no reason to string up fairylights in his dark room... other then just to never have moon switch over and make him uncomfortable. There's no kids in their room to capture. The generators can stay on in the pizzaplex and their room could be dark and the children would be safe. Sun is making it so Moon can't switch at all... and while that is horrible for Moon, it's important to see where that level of distrust and anger and controlling behavior stems from, and why Moon might be afraid of him in twins)

And If I wanted the DJMM to be friends with Moon, I also needed excuses for Moon to go there. I also needed to consider his relationship with the other Glamrocks and animatronics in the pizzaplex. I had to show how isolated Sun was and how much Sun cared for the kids, genuinely.

So the whole thing snowballed and it sometimes becomes intimidating to work on.

I guess long story short... The DJ is cool. And Moon is cool. I love them both and they make a really great non-verbal pair.

I absolutely love Lofi. So thanks for sending this ask. I know I haven't updated in awhile. But you think being unemployed would give me more freetime... lol but I'm mostly depressed and stressed.

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I wanna see Takao and Midorima with sassy reader❤❤❤ *slides French fries* for the payment as well

Takao Kazunari, Midorima Shintarō, Miyaji Kiyoshi, and Miyaji Yūya with S/O Who Have a Sassy Personality

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A/N: Hello there Anon! Thank you for the French Fries ☚(*´∀｀☚) and from now on the payment to request headcanons for me is by giving me food XDDDD. Anyway, thank you for the request, this is such a great idea for me because I can relate to someone who is sassy. I hope you like it

Waning: (Y/N) being mean and body shame

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Takao Kazunari - Shutoku

If you have watched the anime. You know Takao can handle Midorima's harsh words as he knows how tsundere he is and I believe he would love Sassy S/O.

Hear me out, I can see his love language also being sassy back at you so the two of you had a playful banter together where the two of you going to end up with stomach cramps for laughing too much.

He is definitely amused with your sass and since his love language is teasing the hell out of you and sometimes he would even steal your words to out sass other people, especially Midorima.

So, don't worry about getting sassy with him. He is not too sensitive that he cannot handle your sass. In fact, he could even outwit you back and make you freeze on the ground because out of shock.

Of course your reaction is only going to make Takao laughing his ass off and pointing his finger at you since you just stood there like a statue and not expecting him to fight you back.

Also, Takao sometimes would help you on your side when you are debating with other people by adding even more sass and making the Karen or the asshole ashamed or angry at you two.

Afterwards, the two of you going to give each other a high five and laugh with each other, joking about those Karens or assholes when they were gone.

There would be times he would lightly bonk your head if he realizes that your sass was out of the line and hurting innocent people and looking at you with disapproval and telling you to be careful with your words because some words can be really hurt.

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Sounds of chattering in the hallway get louder and louder as students from all of the classes get out of their classes. Walking together with their friend or alone while going to their locker to get their things including the person with a pair of (E/C) eye colors, (S/C) skin color, and (H/C) Hair color.

Taking out the notebooks from the locker and some important kinds of stuff, the bell turns off and (Y/N) (L/N) closes the door of the locker and turns the key around before leaving their/her/his locker along and walking to the gym to greet someone in there and maybe gives a little surprise for 'certain' someone.

(Y/N) could hear some giggles here and there and it was too familiar for you, internally groaning as the sound of the footsteps getting closer. It was the cheaper version of Regina George, she never interacts with you nor you interact with her but knowing this kind of female still exist makes your blood boil.

"Oh My God, don't you see that guy with silver blue-ish eyes? He's so gorgeous," the girl said.

"Yeah, that guy friend's too with the green hair although what a weirdo. Bringing frog's pocket everywhere," the other girl commented.

"I don't care about that guy. I'm more interested with that guy who has that sharp eyes and black hair," the girl putting out her lipstick before applying it.

"Could you stop talking about that guy? You three makes my ears bleed," You snapped out, slamming the locker shut and glaring at those girls.

The three of them did not expect you to hear their conversation, especially the girl on the middle with a beautiful long straight black hair that reaches the middle of her back, pale ivory skin-tone and a pair of lavender purple eyes. Despite looking beautiful like a doll, she was the most annoying one.

"Aww I'm sorry, do you want me to talk about it more~" the girl smirks, causing the other two of her friends giggles.

"You do have a nice voice... but it is nicer if you don't yap around like a chihuahua. All barks but not bite," you shrugs with the end of your lips tugged upwards.

All three of them gasps in surprise, offended with your insult as the girl on the middle face's getting more and more red and you swore you almost saw a steam getting out from her ears. "Y-YOU! AT LEAST I'M MORE BEAUTIFUL AND MORE POPULAR THAN YOU!" She shrieked, pointing her index finger at you.

Satisfied with the girl's reaction, you could not help but the grin on your face getting wider as you lean to the locker more and crossing both of your arms. "You are more beautiful than me but all of those are from plastic surgery, especially your nose job. So how much did your mommy and daddy pay for those? Also, you're more popular because you sell your body around to every guys in Shutoku. Let me guess, they paid you around 800-1000 yen? No wonder you're so rich!"

Every one in the hallway slowly surrounding the two of you, interested with the commotion as some people were cheering on you and the girl. Takao who also were walking side by side with Midorima saw the crowd from far away. He blinks repeatedly before he looks at green haired shooter.

"What the hell is going on?" Takao asks.

"I'm not sure but we need to check it out," Midorima walks closer.

Once they got closer, their eyes widened to see you standing with a smug grin at a girl with red face. The girl yanked the book out from her bag before throwing it to your face but you did not need to duck, tilting your head to the side. Her shoot already miss and making the popular girl even angrier than before.

Takao quickly steps aside with a fake smile on his face, "Hey ladies/gentleman. Let's just stop the fight and calm down," Takao tried to stop the fight.

"T-takao-kun! Thank you so much, t-this girl/guy/non-binary person was mocking me!" She tried to cling to Takao who are internally screaming since he doesn't know who's the person clinging to his arm whereas (Y/N) just roll her/his/their eyes. You pull yourself away from the locker and glance at Takao.

"She was talking about you right in front of me could you believe this girl? Talking about how much she wants to fuck you in front of me?" You smile innocently while pointing at the popular girl. You added a little lie to make it more dramatic and to make Takao on your sides.

"I-i'm sorry but I already have boyfriend/girlfriend and this is my partner," Takao stuttered a little bit. He knows your tendency to be a little bit piece of shit-

'"Tch! Whatever, I don't care about losers like you!" The girl storms away and everything was silent until the other students walking away one by one, leaving the scene. You could not help but laugh as well as Takao who joined the laughter, thinking it was hilarious to see you angered one of the most popular girl in the school.

"Glad I saw that," Takao wiped the tears after he laughing too much and patting your back.

"Me too, hun," You winked at him, still in the cheeky mood.

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Midorima Shintarō - Shutoku

Froggit Midorima doesn't really have an opinion on sassy people or he's in the middle of 'I don't really like them' and 'I like them' if he had a Sassy S/O.

He does not find it amusing when you are getting too sassy to him and it made him annoyed whenever you talk back at him while he was scolding you.

Especially if you are not listening to him whenever he is lecturing you about something or your mistake but you just rolled your eyes and talking back at him.

He also doesn't really like it whenever you are commenting and teasing him out of nowhere because it reminded him of Takao when Takao annoys him.

However, it does not mean he hates you because there are lots of times he also finds your sassiness can be really amusing sometimes.

I am saying this because there were a lot of times you were being sassy back to Takao and making him lose an argument with you whereas Midorima was in the background silently snickering.

He doesn't admit it but he also enjoys watching you destroying your enemy with your wittiness and your words. Causing your rival to be embarrassed and back away

Midorima definitely going to silently and secretly learn from you but when Takao catches him that he is trying to be like you. He will immediately deny it.

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It was sunny on the outside and many people were out there doing their own thing and interacting with each other. The green hair shooter of Shutoku glances at the screen of his phone, clearly watching Oha Asa of today with a cute girl on the side of the screen explaining the faith of Cancer's today.

"Today is going to be a bad day for cancers! There will be lots of silly and bad accidents happen to you so please be careful today. Your lucky item for Cancers today are the small Beaver figurine from the antique shop! Next I am going to show (Your Zodiac)'s-" Midorima immediately closes the screen of his phone and grumbling he shouldn't be out today.

Before he plugs the earphone out from the phone and trying to insert it, a large figure almost as big as him accidentally made contact with him and the impact was quite hard, causing the two of them to drop the things on their hands together.

"H-hey dude! I'm sorry for crashing with you!" The guy crouches down.

However, it was as if the gods tries to make his life into a comedy because the guy tries to take Midorima's earphone and give it back to him. His large shoes accidentally stepped into one of the earbuds and crushed it in a pieces. Midorima and the stranger immediately internally screams about the sudden event before the man quickly stood up and bows down repeatedly to apologize for destroying the earphone.

It wasn't over just like that, the saddest thing was as the man stood up, his head accidentally hit something hard and triangle, causing the man to wince in pain as well as the green-haired basketball player who are holding his chin in pain. Midorima curses himself, thinking Oha Asa was right about the misfortune that will happen to him today.

"I-I AM SORRY SIR! I AM SO SORRY FOR MY ACTIONS!" The man apologizes once again and things get out of control.

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Standing in the middle of the aisle inside the antique shop, Midorima searched for a certain mini figure that Oha-Asa told, it was the small beaver figure and portable one since he needs to bring it around in the gym soon. His eyes laid on the last small stature of the before and his hands immediately reached it out to take it.

Another hand took the small figure of the small animal and his eyes widened in shock before it turned into annoyance and anger. Someone is taking his lucky item and judging the person in front of him. The person only smiles in a sardonic way, "Oh, you wanted this? I'm sorry but a loser with four eyes like you shouldn't even have this thing," It was clear it was just another asshole, the person didn't want the lucky item. They just want to be a jerk just to look cool since he can hear the unfamiliar laughter.

"Is that your insult? Why don't you try a better insult and something more fitting to you? Like all talk but no biting? Or maybe just a wannabe gangster? Mommy's boy?" A familiar sound appears from behind the jerk.

Midorima's green eyes were surprised to see you standing there with crossed arms and a smirk on your face. The jerk clicked his tongue at you "Tch! Scram brat! I bet if I punch you, you would be crying like a baby!" The man shouted.

"Me?? Crying?? Oh my?? Why do you think I am gonna cry when I see baby wipes on your pants? Why do I also see you red face after leaving the restaurant? Were you get angry when I saw you got rejected several hours ago by the waiters? How does that feel, getting rejected by everyone?" You snicker, causing the jerk even get angrier before he storms away.

"I'LL SHOW YOU! YOU WILL REGRET THIS!" The person said before the person leaves the antique shop.

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Unknownbeast to you, Midorima was too shocked and speechless to see this kind of sight of you. He knows you have a tendency to act a little bit mean but this is the first time he sees you standing up for him with your sass. The green haired player could not help but glancing away, trying to hide his red face from you as he feel glad that you were standing up for him.

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Miyaji Kiyoshi - Shutoku

Either you have a thing with someone who is strict and short-tempered or you have a strong mentality to face this kind of guy even though it can get annoying sometimes.

It's canon he often gets annoyed by Midorima's vagaries and sometimes by Takao's antics. He also often gets annoyed by your sarcasm and sassiness when he is scolding you.

It feels like you are not taking him seriously when you are getting sassy to him but unlike Midorima. He won't get too argumentative so once it get's heated up. He would just gonna sigh and let it be.

There's a lot of time he only watches you mouthing him or getting witty in the argument as he looks at you with unamused glances and crossed arms.

He is strict just like his brother and temperamental but he was a little bit more chill than his brother so there are some times he would just scoff at your remarks and walk away from you.

Many times he was also amused by your sarcasm and sass when facing some idiots. There would be a time he was even trying not to laugh but failed as he is holding his stomach.

I can see Kiyoshi would also record the fight you had with another idiot or asshole when you sassed the poor guy. As he records it, he would save it in his gallery and play it when there is no one around.

Just like Midorima. There are many times he is amused with this side of yours but also many times he is not amused, especially when you are getting too argumentative to him since he can be quite stubborn.

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Sounds of chattering can be heard as students from inside of the classroom are talking with their friends, sleeping on their table, reading some books from the library, or studying before the upcoming exam. (Y/N) (L/N) watches the sight outside of the window, glancing at the students that follow the instruction from the P.E. Teacher or play other sports.

The (H/C) haired student can be seen sitting near the window and feeling their/her/his stomach grumbling in hunger even though the bell has not rung yet. You forgot to eat breakfast from home because you were almost late as you had time to shower, use your uniform, feed your cats or dogs in the morning, and prepare the backpack by inserting the needed books.

(Y/N) eyes glance at the ceiling of the class and think about the mouth-watering bowl of beef over rice. A steamed warm rice topped with thinly sliced beef and tender onion, simmered in dashi broth, seasoned with a soy sauce as well as diced boiled eggs on top of it. It was one of the most in-demand lunches in the cafeteria.

Not long after, the sound of the bell rang, and (Y/N) quickly stood up so you can go take those lunch earlier since it's quite often that the cafeteria was full of hungry students and you did not want to miss any of those beef slices over rice. However, fate was not on your side because you stood up. Your body accidentally made harsh contact with another person.

"WATCH IT! FREAK!" The person says.

"I should have been the one who said that, you literally take all over the place," (Y/N) commented, rolling both of their/her/his eyes.

"W-WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?! DID YOU JUST CALL ME FAT?!"

"You hear me, boo~" you said with the corner of your lips tugged upwards.

"A-AT LEAST I'M NOT A LONER FREAK!" The person screeches.

"I'm not a plastic though," (Y/N) shrugs, amused with the person in front of you as they are throwing tantrums like five-year-olds.

Sounds of cough can be heard, stopping the two of you and the stranger's argument before your eyes look up to see your boyfriend Miyaji Kiyoshi. The blonde and tall basketball player of Shutoku trudges silently before he went completely standing still next to you and eyes squinted at the person in front of you, arms crossed in an intimidating way.

"I believe you should be the one who needs to apologize instead of (Y/n). I saw the entire scene, you were the one who was walking while talking with your friend without noticing that (Y/N) just stood up from her/his/their sit," Kiyoshi defended you from the strange and entitled student.

"Tch, fine. You win this time but next time I will kick your ass," the person giving their last glare at you before they storm away with their friends following from behind.

One by one, the students that were watching the drama unfold in front of their eyes are leaving the classroom and letting what just happened to slide away. Kiyoshi Miyaji's eyes stare at you, rolling both of his eyes and taking a deeper breath before his hands reach up to your head, messing up your hair with the gentle noogie.

"You're reckless, you know that? Your mouth always getting into some troubles," he told you.

"I know, but you still love me," You cheekily smiled at him, receiving another eye rolls from him.

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Just like his brother, Miyaji Yuya is as strict and temperamental as his brother and he is also as stubborn as his brother too.

Because of this, the two of you fight a lot and the two of you are getting mouthy with each other, trying to prove the two of you were right and the other wrong.

It's very common that you two are fighting as Yuya is a little bit more has more temper than his twin so it can be a competition between the two of you.

Just like his brother, there are many times he is not amused with your antics and sass. When that happens, he will stare straight into your face, cross his arms, glare at you, or look at you with anger in his eyes, and sometime he would shout back.

He also sometimes gets a little bit embarrassed when you had a fight with another person because of your sarcasm and sass. To the point, he would act as if he doesn't know who are you.

However not in all cases he would react like those because there is a time he would be amused and learn your sass whenever he sees you debating with other Karens or Assholes.

Sometimes he would join together with you but using his own words and would scare the perpetrator away who is trying to harass you.

Once the person gets away from the two of you, he would have a good laugh together with you and tell you about those moments when the two of you are going home from school or a date.

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It was not a surprise that Basketball players can be quite popular among every student, especially if the basketball players are good looking including your boyfriend Miyaji Yuuya. Miyaji Yuuya has an athletic and slim body, he also has dark blonde hair as well as a pair of eyes that are similar to his brother.

The dark blonde second-year basketball player glances at everyone training in the gym room where the seniors teach the new player how to shoot the balls into the hoops "C'MON! TRY HARDER! SOON WE ARE GOING TO FACE AGAINST SEIRIN! MIYAJI-SAN! COME HERE TO TEACH THE NEW PLAYERS!" The coach looks at him, calling him to show all of the new players how to shoot.

"Hai!" He puts the bottles away before jogging to the old man.

As he was going up to show the new players, he did not realize many pairs of eyes watching him playing, especially the student girls who were giggling from far away and watching him playing basketball and shooting the balls into the hoop.

"Miyaji-san is so cool!" One of the girls whispers.

"Yeah, he's so cool when playing basketball like that," another girl with a messy bun whispered back.

"He's so handsome," the girl with pigtails squeals silently.

"I know right. It's sad that everyone says he has a girlfriend/boyfriend/romantic partner. I wonder who they are," the girl with the navy hairband sighs.

"Maybe try to flirt with him when his girlfriend/boyfriend is not around," the girl with pigtails giggles.

None of the girls knows that the dark blonde second-year player is your boyfriend and your ears getting hotter and hotter each time they were squealing and whispering out loud. It was really obvious that those three have a crush on your boyfriend and they are acting very obnoxious.

Both of your eyes glanced at those girls before slamming the book out loud, causing them to jump in surprise before turning around to glare at you "C-can you quiet down! We are watching people playing basketball in here!" The girl with the navy hairband hisses.

"Watching people play basketball or staring at Yuya-san?" You cross your arms, still looking at them with a sharp glance.

"S-SHUT UP! Don't act like you're his girlfriend/boyfriend!" the girl hisses, pointing her index finger at your face rudely.

"Oh, I am~" You smiled mockingly, causing the fangirl even angrier than before.

"PROVE IT!" She challenged.

"Sure," you shrug, eyes focusing on the match once again.

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Once the training was done, Yuuya was sweating like a bullet with eyes lide in exhaustion but that tired face was replaced with a smile as his eyes landed on you, waving his arm at you to greet you. His footsteps were getting closer and closer but before he could speak. His eyes widened with your action.

Out of the blue, your lips made a contact with the basketball player and causing the three girl's mouths to gasp in horror as well as the other players who just saw you just eat your boyfriend's face right in front of their faces. Yuuya blushes and kisses back for a few seconds before pulling away.

"Baby, what's gotten into you? You just kissed me out of nowhere and made my teammates watch the two of us kiss" He raised his eyebrows in confusion and slight irritation since he felt a little bit embarrassed by the sudden contact

"I just miss you a little bit and I was just trying to swat some bugs to get away from you," you innocently said.

He was still looking at you with confusion, not knowing what did you mean by 'bugs' until he sees three girls marching away in anger. It immediately clicked in his brain that you were jealous of those girls and you railed them on purpose. Yuuya could not help but sigh at (Y/N) antics before his eyes glancing at his S/O, flicking your forehead and making you wince in pain.

"Don't create a scene next time. Just tell me what the hell is going on and I can help you," he chides.

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Day 12- Carousel

In the days after the night has been enjoyed, the carousel looks oddly abandoned. Star and Moon, when they’ve done their chores of cleaning up, enjoy their time sat upon pegasi  and clouds. Sometimes Moon reads to her, which is a bittersweet reminder of their time in the daycare. Sometimes she draws, and Moons simply watches. Sometimes he teases her imperfect doodles, but always in fun and never truly mockingly. Most times they simply sit and talk. Star loves to hear about his impressions of the guests, as his demonstrations of his interactions and what he’s seen are ever so sarcastic and entertaining. Star likes to tell him about the number of certain things she sees in a night. The number of certain piercings, the number of specific colored socks, the amount of crows she saw. Then Moon might delve into the stories surrounding crows, and they get lost in rabbit holes as he recounts memes that she’s never had the pleasure of seeing. 

It is on the carousel that Moon quietly adjusted her to sit on the floor in front of the star seat he liked to perch on. She allowed him to do so, confused but otherwise unconcerned. She continued to silently read the book Sunny leant her as he swept her hair off her shoulders. 

“Have you talked to Eclipse?” Moon asked in that quiet, raspy voice of his.

She shrugged as she turned the page. She didn’t have to read the physical book this slowly, really, but she enjoyed taking things at a slower pace. “Not recently, no. Why do you ask?”

Her hair fell against her back in a singular mass, as if braided. Moon took it up again and seemingly unraveled it. He did this quite a few times before answering. Then he peered around her and smirked at her. “Clipsy has a cruuush~”

Star raised a brow. She didn’t know that Eclipse was capable of such a sweet thing. Were any of them, really? But then if they weren’t able to form deeper affections for one another, why was it she always felt the underlying urge to be wrapped up in Moon’s arms? It had taken her a long time to understand the feeling, and longer still to bring it up to Sun in confidence. A crush. Such an unusual thing, and here even Eclipse apparently held one. 

“Oh? Who for?”

He leaned closer still, mischievously. “A human.”

“That sounds as though it would complicate things.” Star mused. 

Moon chuckled before retreating. He returned to braiding her hair, sliding something against her scalp that felt a little different to her sensors than his silicone-tipped fingers.

“Oh, absolutely.” he practically giggled. “Clipsy can’t get the poor thing to even look at him.”

“Is it someone who works here? Do I know the human?” Star was intrigued by this little drama. She wondered if Sunny already knew. Perhaps it was he who told Moon.

“The ringmaster’s off-spring, of course.”

Star slammed her book down and spun around to face Moon. His hands were momentarily paused in the air from how abruptly she moved. 

“Really?”

He adjusted how some strands of hair framed her face as he responded. “Really really.”

Star giggled. She covered her mouth, but the laughter could not be contained. “N-no wonder he can’t get them to look at him.” Star snickered. “They’re far too sensible to let someone like Eclipse pursue them.”

Moon hummed in a noncommittal manner. 

Star pulled back, leaving Moon’s hands empty. “What does that mean?” Her eyes narrowed.

Moon shrugged and looked to the side, looking far too mischievous to pull off the innocence he was going for. “Only that I’ve noticed an increase in their heart-rate whenever he’s around.”

“No. Way.”

Moon leant forward to match the energy she was exuding. “Way.”

“Can Eclipse measure heart-rates? Does he know?”

“Nooo~ He wasn’t made with all the important things like I was. He didn’t have to make sure the children were sleeping, after all.”

Star looked over the park as if she would see either one of them passing by. Some workers did, but most were off doing their own thing. Sleeping, shopping, catching up with family in the area and the like. “Five bucks it takes them four months.”

“Five it takes them six months.”

She grinned at him and slapped her hand against his in a handshake. 

Star hummed in their trailer as she prepared for the night. She changed into one of her more circus-y outfits, discarding the wide-legged jeans and white t-shirt on the bed nest. She’d take care of it in a moment. 

It didn’t take long for Sunny to quickly get involved in the bet, despite his initial disapproval. He thought it would be closer to an entire year passing before either Eclipse lost his sanity entirely or Reader finally put their adult pants on and admitted they liked him back. 

Really, Sun was just as much of a gossiper as the rest of them were, he just pretended he wasn’t. So he knew all about the situation. It… was about the same amount Moon and Star knew, but Star didn’t mind the regurgitated information. 

Star paused as she caught something sparkle in her reflection. She maneuvered a hand mirror to look better at the back and side of her flat head to see that her thick hair had been pulled into a quite complicated-looking braid, decorated in sparkling pins and barrettes. So that’s what she had felt Moon put in her hair. 

She smiled. That was quite cute, actually.

[suvidrache]

Can I get 5 for Ghost?

Again, Already?

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Simon was a tall man. No one knew exactly how tall he was. In fact, no one knew much about him or his personal life. He was a very private man. Keeping his work life and personal life completely separate. He didn't want to run the risk of anyone hurting those he cared about. He didn't want to run the risk of losing the only things he had in life. He didn't want to lose it all.

Simon was taller than you. You enjoyed the feeling of it. The feeling when he reached above you to help you grab something that you couldn't reach. The feeling when he placed a hand above your head and leaned down, his blue eyes staring into yours, and sometimes, his shirt would rise, revealing only the slightest bit of skin. The sight left you wanting more. The things that this man made you feel. The things that this man did to you. You were glad he couldn't read your thoughts. You would die of embarrassment, or maybe not if he knew of all the unholy things you thought about him.

Simon had been in the basement exercising. You had been busy cleaning the house and making sure everything was put away. Normally, you would have been in the same room, either watching Simon or joining him. However, the house had been long overdue to be cleaned. A simple mistake, you had become busy and forgot. You stood in the bedroom, not doing anything, but trying to remember what you wanted to or trying to think of what to do next. Simon came upstairs and stood in the doorway. His hand rested on the doorframe. His wet shirt clung to him and rose as he leaned into his arm.

"What are you doing?"

You turned, looked at him, and smiled.

"I'm not sure. I was cleaning, but I forgot what I wanted to do next." You couldn't help but notice the slightest bit of skin that his shirt had revealed. Simon smiled slightly as he noticed your gaze. He lifted his arm slightly higher and his shirt rose a little more. You shifted your eyes up to look at him.

"Maybe you should take a break?"

He was right, although you hadn't been working for very long, it was good to take breaks from time to time.

He took a few steps closer to you. His shirt stayed in the same place it had once been in.

"You're right, I should take a break." You said as you looked up at him.

You reached out and your fingertips gently grazed the exposed skin. You were about to lower your hand until Simon grabbed it and placed it back where it had once been.

"You don't have to be afraid. It's okay."

You felt your cheeks heat up as you looked up into his blue eyes. Your hand slid slowly up his shirt, feeling his abs, before moving up to his chest. Simon stood up and removed his shirt, before leaning back down, his hand gently holding your face, and the other pressed on the wall behind you. His lips met yours and slowly your hand slid down his body.

"Do you want to take things further?" He asked, his face inches from your own, and his hand still holding onto your face, gently.

"Yes, I do."

Simon took a step back and slid his pants off as you began to remove your clothes. He noticed the wet mark in your underwear as you tossed your clothes somewhere near the laundry basket. He stepped close to you once again, his fingers beginning to stroke/rub you. You bit your lip as you took his hardened length in your hand and began to stroke him slowly. He let out a noise before speaking, "Harder, love." 

You gripped harder and began to stroke a little faster. Simon let out a moan and continued to rub/stroke you faster. You came again.

"Again, already?" He teased.

"Yeah…" you said quietly, not entirely wanting him to hear.

He began to cum, and you continued to stroke him. Sliding the cum around his length. He lifted you off the ground, your hands went to his biceps, feeling the muscles move beneath them, and he slid himself into you. You let out a moan and your hands moved to grasp his shoulders. 

"Are you ready, love?"

"Yes."

He began to thrust his hips, moving slowly at first, letting you become comfortable before he picked up speed. His hands grasping your hips as he continued to thrust into you.

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