#Clan of Classy

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Seratus Yamaha Fazzio 125 Dan Filano Ramaikan Pulau Jakarta Dalam Clan of Classy

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nice,  i accept this. 

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Home (Is Wherever I'm With You)

(a/n: I smell a seriessss!)

tags: Gojo x Reader, Megumi thinks of reader as his mom (but that's for later hehe)

part 1!

part 2 —> here

It was a normal day. Well, as normal as it gets with someone like Gojo Satoru as a teacher. The second years were already accustomed to Gojos “unique” style of teaching, but first years Nobara and Itadori were still… let's say confused. Now obviously, out of all the students, Megumi was the one who could best predict Gojo’s antics. Knowing him for the better part of his life, he knew his teacher’s extravagant personality would eventually begin to repeat.

Megumi was 6 when Gojo first found him. Megumi was also 6 when Gojo scooped him up and took him back to his apartment. Normally, you’d think a 6 '3 man carrying a small child over his shoulder, while the child was obviously not happy, would garner some attention. But in all of his Gojo-ness, he simply would swoon the people around him.

“Honey! I’m home” He yelled from the entrance of your apartment. “Satoru, You said you would be gone for 30 minutes, it's been-” You were cut off by the sight of your boyfriend holding a small raven haired child, who would obviously be anywhere else but here. “Did you kidnap a kid?! I knew you were crazy, but this is something else!” You quickly wiped your hands on your apron, rushing over to see if the small boy was ok.

“I hardly doubt this is a child, Y/N. He acts like an adult!” Gojo laughed. “It’s easy for you to say since you act like a child.” the small boy grumbled, heading towards the exit. Gojo put his hand on the kid's head, stopping him from moving, but not breaking eye contact with you. “Y/N, I told you, this is the best way to have leverage over his clan, and-” You cut him off there, not wanting to hear what he has to say. “YOU KIDNAPED A ZEN’IN?!” You screeched.

“I told you about this in bed the other day! You agreed it was a good idea!” Gojo retaliated. “It was pillow talk! I wasn’t taking anything you said seriously!” “LISTEN TO ME!” Megumi said, punching Gojo on the leg. “I need to go home now! My sister is waiting for me!” You looked at the small boy, and then at your boyfriend. “There were two of them and you only took the boy?! Real classy, Satoru.” Gojo threw his hands up in defense. “The other one isn’t-” You interrupted him. “I’m kidding. I can tell this one has the Ten Shadows.” You observed the small boy. Gojo was right, he appeared more mature for his age.

“Alright kiddo,” you began, kneeling down to match his height, “Let’s go get your sister and some extra clothes, okay? You both can live here with us for a few days, and if you don’t like it, we can arrange something else for you.”

[muzansfangs]

Sharing a threesome idea real quick

Byakuya x reader x kenpachi

Belladonna.

Starring: Byakuya Kuchiki x f!reader x Zaraki Kenpachi;

Format: one-shot;

Warnings: nsfw, threesome, post Aizen’s betrayal, sparring, hair pulling, choking, language, degradation kink, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, anal fingering, slut-shaming, face slapping, rough sex, double penetration, anal sex, scratching, marking, creampie, unprotected sex, semi-public sex, brat taming, oral sex (Kenpachi!receiving);

Plot: When you went to an old bar in the Seireitei to celebrate the beginning of your new career as a Captain for the Gotei 13, you did not expect to bump into you hot-headed former Captain, Zaraki Kenpachi. Your mutual hostility and rivarly made him challenge you into a fight that soon escalated into something more. Caught in the middle of the pouring rain, you ended up finding shelter in a nearby cellar, only to stumble in Byakuya Kuchiki. Insults, resentement and passion made you three lose your shame and composure as you promised yourselves not to talk about that ordeal anymore.

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When you walked into an old bar in the outskirts of the Seireitei, the white haori fluttering around your form surley drew some curious glances from the drunk men chugging down low-quality saké at the large counter on your left. You were used to people murmuring at the sight of your persona and it did not bother you at all. You were quite the controversial character and your name was well known by the upper class as well as by the delinquents inhabiting the Rukongai.

Now, as the chattering around you intensified, you did not even glance at the lower ranks glaring at you and, keeping your chin up in a arrogant demeanor, you strode straight towards the battered table in the back of the bar. You were a usual there. Yet, this time, something was different. You were not a simple member of the Eleventh Division anymore, you were a Captain. The black number sewed on the back of your haori made some of the recruits shake.

Nine.

You had taken the vacant place as a Captain of the Gotei 13. After Kaname Tosen's betrayal, you had not hesitated to step up and claim what you believed was yours. Feared, respected, honored, full of yourself, you were proud to be finally free from the orders of your now former Captain.

"A bottle of saké. The best one you got, thanks" you spoke out, tossing a good amount of money on the counter on your way to your favorite table. The sound of the golden coins clattering onto the wooden surface made the waiter whip his head towards you, his hand already reaching up for shiny medals before his eyes. Apparently, it was his lucky day.

Plopping down onto the bench, granting you a clear view of the whole bar, you rested your feet over the table as you waited for your order. Unhinged, reckless, rude, cruel. Those were just some of the adjectives people picked to describe you. Overall, a rogue. But those who really knew you, oh dear, they called you the classy doll, the rebellious noble, the rich brat, or the capricious princess.

And the worst part of it was that they were right.

Just the idea of being forced to marry him, the stoic heir of the Kuchiki clan made you want to barf. Therefore, not only you had refused to give yourself to him, but you had literally abandoned your family and the glorious position you had in your clan. Enrolling at the Academy was your only choice back then. Soon enough, you found out you were exceptionally skilled at wielding a sword and no woman or man in your year could make you bend the knee.

Obviously, you were a good match for the infamous Eleventh Division and that was how you ended up fighting alongside the bloodthirsty Zaraki Kenpachi. He taunted you for your grace, pointing out how you were even more obsessed with yourself and composure than your comrade Yumichika. This probably contributed to bring out the worst in you.

When the waiter finally settled the bottle of saké in front of you, a smug grin graced your lips and you triumphantly proceeded to pour yourself some of it to start the night with a bang. As soon as you brought the cup to your lips, though, you widened your eye in irritation at the sight of the tall man entering the bar, his heavy footsteps echoing in the now silent area.

Zaraki Kenpachi.

You gritted your teeth, your free hand reaching up to remove the black eyepatch on your left eye as you made sure to let your reiatsu clash with his one, when he made eye-contact with you. Some recruits faltered, some others even scurried out of the bar, sensing how the air had gotten exponentially denser, gloomier. Your hands slammed over the table, the saké spilling out of the cup, splattering on your uniform and the dark wooden surface.

"What the hell are you doing here?" you blurted out, glaring at him as he finally stopped a few feet away from you.

"What an insufferable brat you are. Calm your tits, princess. — Zaraki croaked out, tilting his head to the side, sizing you up with an unreadable face before continuing — So it's true, I see. You've made it, in the end".

You narrowed your eyes at him, blood boiling in your veins at the sound of that nickname you loathed with every molecule of your body. He knew you did not want to hear anyone hinting at your noble lineage. The gold and the parades belonged to your past. A past you did not want to talk about anymore.

"What is it? Didn't you trust the rumors enough to believe them? Did you really come all the way here to ascertain whether I was the new Captain in charge of the Ninth Division, or not? It's a wonder how you've not got lost in the process..." you sassed, your words dripping haughtiness and bumptiousness.

Zaraki sighed and unsheathed his chipped sword, causing some drinkers to freeze, eyes darting on you two in anticipation. They perfectly knew what was about to happen and you did too, a devious smirk making its way on your lips as you reached for the hilt of your sword almost instinctively. You were honestly up for some fun. This fight, actually, was long overdue. After decades spent in bickering and taunting each other, it was only fair to let one of those spark igniting a great fire.

"Bring your ass out of this place, princess. I am here to fight. I believe you make a poor excuse of a Captain" he stated in a raspy voice, staring you down in disdain.

Nobody around you dared to talk. Your malicious grin, however, spoke volumes as you unsheathed your sword and laisurely walked out of the bar. The hunger for glory and a bloody, exciting fight, typical characteristics of your former Division, were now kicking in again. You yearned to taste blood on your teeth, to slash and stab your opponent once and for all to show him you were not the frail little princess in distress who had found shelter in the Academy.

"Are you so sure about it? Maybe I'm just going to chop you up and steal your title. Perhaps, I will become the real Kenpachi" you provoked him, your tone of voice infuriatingly mocking as you located a good spot to fight without causing too much trouble to the citizens.

The way he laughed made you falter, though. Your grip on the hilt of your zanpakuto tightened significantly, your eyes locking with his ones as you adopted a defensive stence to prevent a possible attack from him.

"Look at you. Haven't I taught you to act instead of wasting your time in meaningless talk with your opponent? That's a duel, not a chit-chat. But I guess I shouldn't get too mad about it. Some royal ass like you would have never fitted the Eleventh Division anyway" Zaraki bitterly retorted, a wave of his reiatsu washing over you in a intimidating manner.

Your right eye twitched, his words hitting a nerve, and trusting into your abilities blindly you sprinted towards him. You swung your blade towards his neck, aiming for his pulsing jugular, enjoying the air whipping your face harshly. The adrenaline was immense, joy and fieriness burning in your eyes, but the sound of your swords clashing brought you back to reality. You were close now, maybe too close considering his immense physical strength, distancing yourself from him would have been a wise move but he clearly had other plans.

His free hand snapped up towards your wrist, his iron grip making you wince out in pain, as he tossed you far away into a dark alley. The impact of your back against the wall knocked the air out of your lungs temporary, a shaky breath leaving your lips as you slumped down onto the ground. The pain was immense, but you had endured worse wounds and blows in your career.

Groaning out in pain, you rolled on your side, you hand reaching out for your balde hastily until he stepped over it and towered over you. His shadow loomed over your frame as a hollow and you felt your mouth going dry. That was going to he a problem.

Zaraki grinned down at you tangled his tick fingers in your hair, yanking your hair back to make eye-contact with you. His breath was hot against your cold skin, as he pinned you up against the wall once again. Your feet kicked the air aimlessly in a futile attempt to kick him between his legs.

"Pathetic. Not even Kurosaki had such a poor performance at our first match" he mocked you, earling a spit on his face that left him totally unfazed, albeit he snorted and pressed you harder against the wall with his massive body.

Both of your hands gripped his large wrist, clawing at his flesh to somehow get him to release the painful grip on your hair. He was literally holding you up as if you were a weak kitten. Your scalp stung, your teeth were gritted as you lashed out at him "Leave me alone then! Why wasting your time with me?" you shouted at his face, earning a scornful glance from him.

"Maybe I don't wanna fight. Maybe I just feel this urge to tame you and your bratty ass once and for all" he hissed at your face, the hand holding your hair now wrapped around your neck and making you choke on your own words, throat contracting to suck in some precious air he was depriving you of.

You narrowed your eyes, your leg wrapping around his hip as you planted your hand over his chiseled abs. The only chance you had to escape this deadly grip was probably using a kidō. Grinning up at him, although your face had turned purple, you whispered some soft words that made an explosion between you two.

"Hadō 31. Shakkahō" you said, earning a groan from the masthodontic man before you.

The red flame cannon exploding between you two made him retreat of a few steps. His grip on your neck loosened, as you slumped down on the dirty ground with a grunt. Panting, you squinted, trying to scrutinize the area in search for him. The greyish smoke, however, was still too thick for you to discern anything more than the pebbles underneath your feet. Your breath was still uneven as you picked your blade back up, twirling it between your fingers with expertise as you tried to follow his reiatsu.

It was crazy how you could still sense his iron grip on your neck even now that his fingers were no longer wrapped around your throat to squeeze the life out of you. The was your heart was thumping into your cheeks, making you feral, searching glory and letting your heart follow the basic, animalistic desires, was incredible. It was as if he had awakened a dark side of you caged in the depths of your mind.

The loud thunder exploding above you, heavy and tenebrous clouds obscuring the once limpid sky, contributed to the crescendo of anxiety enveloping your heart. What did you want? Him, at your feet. Now. You wanted to defeat him, just like he wanted to break you.

Inhaling sharply, your detected his blow and you swung your blade up above your head to block his lethal slash. The metallic clash of your swords made you whip your head towards him, the smoke finally clearing out as he now was so close to you. His superior physical strength made you stumble back for the impact, only fueling the primordial desire to prove yourself.

"Did you honestly believe I was going down so disgracefully? That's not my style" you cooed, standing back up, dusting away some dirt from the once snow-white haori embracing your figure.

"You've been lucky. Those knees of yours will eventually bend before me. — Zaraki said, pointing his sword at you menacingly —  Look at you, still bothering to clean up your clothes instead of focusing entirely on me. You need to improve your concentration instead of yapping and playing the princess in the middle of a duel" the Captain of the Eleventh Division pointed out, making you glare at him in disdain.

He never praised you. Not even once. Not in your entire life. Maybe that irked you more than you liked you admit and that feeling of not being enough to make him proud of you surely played a major role in makinf you push past your limits, work harder to accomplish your goals. Your ambition and determination came from years of starvation.

You narrowed your eyes at him, a cool droplet splattering on the tip of your nose not making you flinch at all. You were too far gone to care about it. The sound of the rain pattering on the desolate street, on your clothes and blade, drenching your hair and making goosebump raise on your body did not nothing to sooth your nerves

You both decided to move in the same exact moment. Your faces were only a few inches apart, when your swords clashed again, a strained scream of fury echoing around you as you engaged a close-up battle. Your uniforms soon were torn in various parts, skin exposed as the blood from the small cuts mingled with the pouring rain washing it away. Your breath was uneven, as you ended up in a blind alley. Admitting your defeat was an option you were not contemplating, but your muscles ached, your breath was too shallow to go ahead and, much to your dismay, you were running out of stamina.

With a last blow, Kenpachi made your grip on your zanpakuto loosen and your back hit the wall behind you. The jagged edge of his blade pressed up against your neck, water dripping down your face, a defiant glare gleaming in your eyes as he towered over you.

"Pathetic" he barked out, earning a groan of frustration from you as you lolled your head back against the wall to distance your tender neck from the dreadful blade piercing it.

You gritted your teeth, back flattened against the cold surface behind you "Why don't you kill me then?" you asked him plainly.

Zaraki lowered his sword, his hand replacing it once again as he pressed you harder against the smooth surface at your back "Because I told you I was going to make you bend the knee, not kill you" he snarled, hitting the back of your knee and loosening his grip on you. The impact of your rotula against the asphalt made you yelp, eyes shooting up in contempt as you watched him undo the white knot keeping his pants up.

Your blood ran cold. The defeat on your tongue suddenly tasting better than the awarness of being out in a semi-public place in such a compromising position. It was not like someone could see you there. It was still raining pretty hard, this area was hardly patrolled anyway. As much as you wanted to tell him to go to hell, you had to admit this whole situation was making something stir within you.

"What's up now? Is the princess too uptight to let loose? Or is it the fact that you probably lack the talent to please me?" Zaraki taunted you, as your eyes widened even so slightly, hand reaching up to wipe some water off of your face.

No, you could not let him believe that too. You were too proud for that.

"Fuck you" you fired back, exhaling through your nosetrils in exhasperation, before taking action. Your head whipped to your right, checking out if someone was turning the corner, then you reached both of your hands up to tug his pants down his thighs.

And, obviously, you were not disappointed in the slightest. Your mouth parted, a small, inaudible gasp escaping your lips as he gripped your hair tightly to catch your attention. Grimacing in pain, you flicked your gaze up to meet his restentful and arrogant one.

"Eyes on me. Show me that you are closer to be harlot rather than a princess" he challenged you, only for your hand to wrap around his cock and giving it a few firm and languid stroke.

Kenpachi groaned softly, amused by the fact that your hand could barely wrap around his whole girth. You wondered if you were going to make it fit in your mouth, but you also knew that he was not going to let you have the command of the situation. Not at all, not even for a second.

"You're going to choke on your words pretty soon" you hissed, mouth parting as your tongue darted out to livk and tease his pinkish tip.

The way he thrused his hips forward, fingers tangled in your hair to keep you in place though, made you regret your words and your eyes widened for the sudden intrusion in your mouth. He showed no mercy at all, your throat almost contracting as you breathed through your nose. You had littel time to adjust as he drew back before snapping his hips forward again, setting up a rather relentless pace to literally fuck your mouth.

The gag reflex at first made it so hard for you to relax, eyes squeezed shut as his cock bullied the back of your throat. Your warm mouth was perfect for him. The pleasure and satisfaction it provided him was immense, his feral grunts filling the air around you as he hoarsely chuckled, looking down at the way your nails dug into his thighs for support.

Drool was running down your chin, his cock disappearing into your stretched mouth making him realize how good of a girl you could be if someone like him took the reins.

"Look at you. It looks like you are the one choking now" he groaned out, giving a few last thrusts before pulling out of you.

Coughing, you fell forward as he stepped away from you. Your hands preventing you from falling face first as you panted, tears still making your eyes burn. Your throat was definitely sore now, speaking was not something you could do right away.

A large hand wrapping around your forearm and pulling you back on your feet made you jolt, Zaraki's mouth capturing your lips in a fervent kiss bringing you back on Earth. You did not protest, your hands cupping his cheeks, as he hooked his hands underneath your thighs and lifted you up. The cellar at your back could provide you some shelter from the rain and the right amount of privacy for continuing what had started.

As he kicked the door open, he roughly let you down. You did not have enough time to talk, his calloused hands gripping your hips and spinning you towards the wall. The palms of your hands flattened on the wall, eyes closing, when he dragged your pants and underwear down your legs.

"Spread your fucking legs" he roared in your ear, fingers already slipping between your thighs to torment your throbbing clit. It was not a surprise for him feeling how wet you already were. His rough digits had no problem at all in slipping past your folds, plunging deep into your core to prompt strained moans from you.

"You better hurry up and not be a disappointment, Kenny" you breathed out, back arching as you rested your forehead against the wall. His fingers thrusting in and out of you sent shivers down your spine, your thighs quivering as you closed your eyes in bliss. A bliss destined to vanish abruptly as a familiar reiatsu dawned on you two.

How? How was he there?

Your head turned to glance back above your shoulder, greyish eyes boring judgementally into yours. Byakuya Kuchiki, the standoffish man you had refused to marry back then, was standing a few feet away from you two, his neat clothes giving him his typical regal appearence that made your blood boil into your veins.

"I'm not into exhibitionism. Move away" you blurted out, soft whimpers falling from your lips as Zaraki kept on curling his fingers into you relentlessly. You were close, sweat beading your forehead as you tried to restrain your orgasm.

The lewd squelching sounds echoing into the room made you blush, as Zaraki stared down at Byakuya in contempt "What is it? Are you envious or are you a virgin? Don't you know how to handle a woman? No wonder she refused your hand back then" he sarcastically commented, making you roll your eyes as he slipped his fingers out of your aching cunt.

Everyone knew it. The entire Seireitei knew that you had decided to turn your back on your family and choose to get your hands dirty instead of getting married to him. Albeit Byakuya never allowed his fragilities and emotions to slip past his stoic façade, you knew your stunt had hurt his feelings.

As Zaraki forced you to get on all fours on the floor, groans of protests erupting from your throat, you locked eyes with the noble man standing tall before you. His eyes were seemingly reduced to slits, as he watched the way Zaraki latched one of his hands behind your neck to keep you in place, while the other lined his cock to your opening. You were going mad. The anticipation of hearing Byakuya venomously retort something paired with the burning desire of feeling Zaraki split your walls apart, fill you up the brim, were making your body tremble.

“I would have never married a whore anyway” the Captain of the Sixth Division broke the silence again, stepping forward until he knelt right before you.

You felt your blood pump fast in your veins, rage and wrath blinding you as you opened your mouth to clearly make him regret his words. But the smack on your face, the way your head snapped to the side, even if it was not meant to truly hurt you, made you shudder. You had not seen it coming, too distracted by your irritation and the way Kenpachi’s cock dragged up and down your slit to collect your juices on his length.

“You never wished to be treated like a loved wife, did you? That is the kind of treatment your cunning heart ardently craved? It would be just direspectful of me not to be indulgent with you now, right?” Byakuya calmly said, his words ringing in your head like a death sentence, lips parted in disbelief, when you watched him unfasten his robes.

“You are a freak just like the others, Kuchiki Byakuya. Let’s do this then. I have nothing to lose. But you have factually lost my respect and admiration” you pointedly remarked, whining softly as Zaraki squeezed your left rear to catch your attention again.

With your eyes transfixed on Byakuya’s chiseled abs, on his bulge, you simply got the hint of what he wanted. Raising up on your knees, you let Byakuya help you to straddle him, the tip of his cock pressing into your warm cavern. As he gradually let you sink down onto him, a strained moan left your throat as you gripped his shoulders to adjust to his size. He stretched you perfectly, your walls clenching onto his length so deliciously that even his composed self was forced to let out soft groan.

“Really now? You think you can just walk in and steal my bitch like that? I’m fucking sure it’s mine the name she’ll scream while coming” Zaraki growled, his tick fingers now trying to prep your puckered hole for what was yet to home.

The soft grunts of Byakuya, the pleasure coiling in your lower abdomen made you relax a little, despite the slightly uncomfortable feeling of being stimulated in such a delicate spot. Your shallow breaths mingled with Byakuya’s ones, forcing you two to make an intense eye-contact.

It was weird remembering how much you loathed him right now, or how you thought you would have never let him touch you even with a finger. It was almost degrading, humiliating, your eyes squeezed shut as he reached your g-spot with a particularly hard snap of his hips. Your movements were meeting his thrusts, high-pitched moans now piercing the ears of the two men feasting on you.

There was passion, hate, aggression between you two.

The moment Zaraki finally pulled his fingers out of you to replace them with his cock, your nails scratched down Byakuya’s back hard enough to leave crescent moons marks onto his flawless skin. It hurt quite a bit, your muscles struggling to relax as the air seemed to be knocked out of your lungs.

The stretch was immense, unbearable, your wobbling lips brushing against the ones of the noble man you were riding. You did not think he would have showed you some mercy at this point, but when he kissed you passionately, his hand gripping your jaw roughly to keep your head in place, you knew he was finally letting his mask slip off to let his emotions take over.

You let out a strained moan he gladly swallowed, Zaraki’s thrusts being firm and steady as you gradually allowed your muscles to relax. You had never in your life experienced anything like that. You felt about to explode, the feeling of being stuffed to the brim, of being manhandled like that was overwhelming.

“So tight! Shit, I’ll stuff you full of my cum” Zaraki growled in your ear, his mouth latching onto your neck, biting, sucking, bruising you to remind you of how miserable you were in his hands.

The sound of skin slapping against skin, the groans and moans coming from the three of you would have made anyone passing by turn pale, their ears bleeding in disgust. You were not people in that moment. You were animals.

“Come” Byakuya whispered in your ear, observing the way you shuddered, your walls clamping down onto him as you felt them both twitch into you.

And you did. The moment you came, Byakuya thrusted upwards sloppily, his seed painting your insides white, as you released a ragged breath and your back flattened against Zaraki’s sweaty, firm abs. You felt it, the way the Captain at your back cussed before keeping his promise to fill you up too.

Panting, still stuffed up with their now softening members, you found the strength to say something they obviously agreed with.

“Not a word with anyone”.

AUTHOR NOTE.

Hello there!

I am going to be ashamed of myself for a few hours after this. I honestly hope you are going to enjoy this piece because I literally have poured my whole heart into it. It’s my official second threesome, being the Shinobu x reader x Giyuu one the first one I have written! Likes, comments and re-posts are greatly appreaciated!

Until next,

X O X O

TAGS: @shonen-brainrot @electronicwitchcollection

[lemonxdaisybby]

Hi! Can I also ask for lingerie headcanons for Kiryu, Daigo, Majima, Saejima and Watase?

Round 3 of surprising them with lingerie ✨

It’s been a while since I played Y5, and I honestly can’t remember a lot about Watase, so I have left him out of this one as I’m scared I’ll absolutely butcher his character - I’m so sorry. I’m planning on replaying Y5 once I’m finished Judgement and Y6 (which I’ve just started replaying now too), so maybe then I’ll post some hcs for him!

Thank you for the ask, enjoy 💕

Kiryu:

Cute angel Kiryu would be so flustered and shook, coming home to find you waiting for him in lingerie. His eyes would widen, and he’d take a sharp intake of breath, his eyes slowly taking you in. He’d pull a classic Kiryu move, and attempt to look away, acting all respectful, even though the outfit is clearly for him. He’d just be so flustered, his brain would temporarily stutter, and he wouldn’t quite know how to react.

You’d likely have to approach him, gently taking hold of his chin and angling his face to look down at you, letting him know that it’s okay. He’d be so turned on seeing you all dressed up for him, and he would gradually get over his flustered state once he begins to take you in more, his gaze studying every inch of you.

You’d have to guide him to the bedroom, and then start leaving soft kisses on his neck, jaw and lips. He’d soon start responding back to your touch, once the initial shock has worn off. Kiryu is a total switch, he’s naturally more dominant, but is more than happy to let you take the lead at times too, and this would be one of those instances. He’d just be in awe of you to be honest, so you’d need to take control and tell him what you want him to do, and he’d be quick to oblige.

Kiryu likely would prefer more classy types of lingerie, like a silk chemise or babydoll. Something that covers you a little, but still shows enough skin to really get his heart racing. He also is a boob man, so something low cut that gives him a teasing view of your breasts would really have him heated.

Daigo:

Daigo would definitely be pretty flustered coming home to find you in your lingerie, more so because of how unexpected it is. He’d attempt to ask you what’s going on, but he’d stutter, and his cheeks would be the prettiest pink colour. Who knew the chairman of the Tojo Clan could be rendered speechless this easily?

He’d gather himself pretty quickly, his eyes raking over you as you walk towards him, grabbing his tie and pulling him in for a deep, heated kiss. He’d respond very eagerly, one hand burying itself deep in your hair, whilst the other takes hold of your waist, pulling you to him as close as possible.

Once in the bedroom, your lingerie will probably come off fairly quickly, however if you’re wearing stockings he may request that you leave them on. He thinks your legs look so sexy in them. Daigo would also be a complete sub when it comes to you wearing lingerie, as he is completely under your spell. It won’t be long before he’s a quivering, groaning mess beneath you.

Daigo would probably adore full lingerie sets on you. For example, a basque, matching thong, a garter belt, and stockings. He would find lace material so attractive, and also it feels nice under his touch, so anything lacy will get you bonus points.

Majima:

You just know that with Majima, his reaction is going to be very over the top and dramatic. He’s not used to surprises, especially not ones like this. He would freeze as soon as he spots you, his eye widening dramatically. He’d probably yell out a ‘whaaaaat?’ in surprise.

Once over the initial shock, which would happen fairly quickly, Majima would be all over you, his hands roaming your body and turning you this way and that, so he can get a good look at you. He would be showering you with compliments, calling you his pretty little doll, and telling you how sexy you look, and how cute you are for surprising him.

Majima would take you to the bedroom, and would be all over you in an instant. He’d just be so turned on and so pleased that you surprised him like this, he’d be very eager and would want to return the favour by giving you some mind blowing sex. The lingerie is likely gonna end up torn on the floor, as he would be a bit too eager to get it off you, and all the fiddly straps likely made him impatient.

Majima would probably like a wide range of lingerie. He would prefer more cutesy, girly lingerie like floaty babydolls in pretty, pastel colours, but would also really like PVC or PU leather material lingerie too. Anything that gives him the best view of your boobs, he adores.

Saejima:

Saejima is a shy big bear of a man, and you would near enough break him when surprising him with lingerie. As soon as he sees you, his mouth is just going to form a little ‘O’, and his eyebrows would shoot up in surprise.

He would initially attempt to look away, trying to be more gentlemanly, but internally he would probably realise this is a dumb move. Not only has he already seen you nude before, it’s obvious that you’ve got the lingerie on for him. He would be questioning himself why he looked away, which would probably render him further embarrassed.

Though he’s awkward and unsure of how to react, he would be so appreciative of you for doing this. Once you approach him and gently place your hand on his cheek, softly guiding his gaze towards you again, he would clear his throat, attempting to gruffly pass you a compliment by telling you that you look nice, but his cheeks would be so red still.

Sex with him following this would be so soft and gentle. He’d be so appreciative that you’ve taken the time to surprise him, that he’d want to return the favour with some romantic sex. The lingerie would definitely end up on the floor rather quickly, as he’s a simple man, and generally prefers to see you naked.

As said, Saejima would enjoy seeing you completely nude, but he’s not opposed to some lingerie either. A simple matching bra and thong set would do him just fine, maybe with a garter belt too. Nothing too fancy.

[chosos-mascara]

good girl

𝙩𝙤𝙟𝙞 𝙛𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙤 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 - after accompanying toji to the zen'in residence, he wants to thank you.

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 - cunnilingus, toji calls reader a good girl, fingering, dom!toji, dilf!toji

minors + ageless dni 1.4k words

"Wanna get out of here?" The voice beside you asked, and for a moment, you felt your heart skip a beat. Swirling your legs in the pool, you bunched your dress in one hand, standing, wet feet leaving footprints on the concrete beneath them as you picked up your heels. Without the extra height, Toji had appeared much larger - not just taller, but broader, too. The rolled up sleeves of his white button down had exposed strong forearms, an outline of veins coursing under the skin, and as your gaze had drifted upwards, you ogled over the bulge beneath the thin cotton, humps of muscle displaying the discipline Toji had over his physique. 

He brought you through the side gate of the garden, a quick exit doused in secrecy as the pair of you had made way to his car, the sleek black vehicle within your sights bringing relief over you.  "I didn't think they were a bunch'a misogynists." Toji sighed, turning the key in the engine before pulling away, accelerating quickly to make it back to his apartment.  "It's fine." Your reply was quiet as you twiddled with the straps on the heels in your lap, watching the night pass by the windows. 

Toji had brought you to the Zen'in's, a classy meal hosted by none other than Naoya scheduled to introduce Toji back into the family, an attempt at recovering what they'd lost. Of course, that had referred to Megumi and his inheritance of the clan's technique, less so to Toji, and not at all to yourself. Not that you'd wanted to be a part of the deal anyway, but you'd wanted to offer moral support to your partner. The night had gone sour within an hour, and you'd been thankful the pair of you'd left Megumi with Gojo instead of bringing him, too. 

After an outburst from Naoya, you'd gone to sit in the garden, dipping your toes into the pool to have a moment of solace. There had been shouting shortly after, before the door had slid open and Toji had come to save you from the hell-hole the pair of you'd had to walk within. 

"Thanks for joining me, anyways." Toji spoke one you'd dragged yourselves through the door and into the apartment. He'd felt a pang of guilt for what you'd had to hear while within the Zen'in's presence, a bunch of old bastards with the newest scumbag appearing to surpass the others within the 'slimey rat' department. "You're too good to me." Voice barely a whisper, he brought two hands to your face, a light kiss planted to your forehead. 

"I am." You giggled, smiling. Looking up to his face, you took a moment to admire his features, the thin green eyes, scar over his lip. At times like this, you'd felt as if in the presence of a God rather than a man, his natural beauty striking.  "Wanna show you how amazin' you are," Toji placed a kiss over you again, fingers tightening over your cheeks when his lips met your skin. After a few pecks, he pulled back, watching as you shied away under his hands, warmth bestowed into them as you'd been flushed with embarrassment. "-such a good girl." 

Toji knew his praise is what you'd valued most, his approval, his opinion. You'd put him on a pedestal since you'd started dating, something Toji couldn't understand but had appreciated, every second with you, he'd felt safe. He'd felt loved. All Toji had wanted to do was show you how much you'd meant to him too; usually through acts of service.  His lips trailed to your jawbone, flowing to your neck and taking the thicker skin between his teeth, sure to leave marks to be seen in the morning. With your head tiled back, you accepted his display of worship, goosebumps scattering across your arms as his fingers dragged over the silk dress, pulling at the hem and rolling the sleeves from your shoulders. 

With the fabric falling to pool at your feet, Toji knelt before you. Still in the hall beside the front door, you'd leant against the wall as he'd taken one of your legs, knee bending over his shoulder as he planted gentle kisses on your inner thigh, your hands weaving into his hair. The black locks wrapped around your fingers, and when tugging on the roots, he'd exhaled a breath to fan over your thigh, sending shivers over your spine. Toji moved the cotton of your panties to the side, a broad finger running across your slit, the tip teasing into your hole, only shallowly sitting before he'd chuckled, corner of his mouth curving.  "So wet f'r me." The sentence had been short lived, his lips suddenly attaching to the sopping cunt before him to lap up the fluids he'd coaxed from you with his kisses. 

His name tumbled from your mouth as he'd swirled over your clit, a gentle groan when he'd tasted your arousal, finger finally slipping into you to curl in and out in synchrony with his tongue's movements. Before long, the obscene sounds of his finger plunging deep into your cunt, mixing with wetness and saliva had filled the walls you'd resided within, heavy breaths and contorted expression as your head hit the wall behind you. If Toji hadn't steadied you with his free hand, the brick supporting your weight with your leg atop his shoulder, you'd have fallen, knees week. 

Your heavy lids opened to glance at his face between your thighs, tousled black hair falling over his head, eyes fixed on your gaze, mouth wide and tongue flickering over you. The eye contact had made you uneasy for a few moments, but when his mouth had curved upward into a smirk while still open and lapping at your juices, you'd pushed aside the embarrassment. Below his face, you could see the movement of his wrist as his fingers had bullied in and out of you, clenching around him when laying eyes on the sight before you. 

He pulled back, face thick with sheen, smile wide. The digits remained at the pace they'd worked at previously, though he'd stretched a thumb upward to graze over our clit, making up for the lack of contact from his tongue. Toji pressed a few open mouth kisses on your thigh, head tilted to the side and mouth still pressed to your skin as he spoke aloud once more.  "Do you know how much you mean t' me?" His voice was rough, doused in raggedness as his chest had risen and fallen at a slightly increased pace - he'd been putting in work for your pleasure.  "I feel c-close Toj'." You'd whined, hips bucking as you'd tugged at his locks once more, desperately trying to get his lips back over your clit.  "I'll let you cum baby, jus' do one thing f'r me." Toothy grin, he'd spoken, another nip at the fat of your leg. A whine fell from you, profuse nodding while you'd fought to keep your eyes open and locked to his.  "Tell me you're a good girl. Let me hear you say it." His voice, hoarse and raspy, accompanied by a curl of his fingers, brushing against your g-spot, you hiccuped, gritting teeth before completing his request.  "I-I'm a good girl. Your good girl." Once the phrase had been spoken, his tongue was back on your clit, and you slackened up, finally allowing yourself to release the build up within your body. 

Toji allowed you to ride through your orgasm, stuttered humps over his face accompanied by sweet whines; music to his ears. He'd drank every bit of juice you'd offered him, relishing the taste even after your high had fizzled out, sucking at your folds. One thing about Toji, is that he'd never let a drop of you go to waste, often humming at the sensation of being between your legs, tongue plush to pussy. 

[nat-20s]

mini-fic time!!!

(all of these r also posted on ao3 lol)

Donna and The Doctor share a discussion about Christmas

~*~

It’s during one of their many little late night chats that the subject comes up. It even happens organically, Donna noting the soft glow of the fairy lights pinned about that were, technically speaking, Christmas lights, and how the entire family had apparently conceded to this being a year round fixture. Of course, instead of focusing on the noble-temple-mott-doctor clan’s terrible consistency with interior decorating, the Doctor throws on a downright cheeky grin and asks, “So. You still hate Christmas?”

She knows the answer he’s expecting. After all, this year’s event was, perhaps, ‘lovely” and ‘joyful’ and ‘bringing tears to her eyes a few times, don’t mention it’. But. Still. Eh?She grimaces and sucks in a breath through her teeth, which is enough for The Doctor to throw the non-mug holding arm in the air and ask slightly too loud, “Seriously?”

Donna shrugs and hides her face behind her mug. “I mean…”

The Doctor blinks at her a few times, and as she has no desire to provide further details, he replies, “Huh. Really? Ialways sort of assumed that, well. You didn’t like Christmas because you had mostly bad ones?”

“What, no.I had loadsof happy Christmases. Hell, there was a good ten years where it was the only day me and mum were actually nice to each other. I just don’t really care for it. I mean, sure, there’s...parts I like, I guess. I like the lights, some of the songs are okayish, and don’t get me wrong, I have loads of fun getting to spoil Rose rotten each year but. I dunno, it’s all a bit, ugh,you know?”

When she gets a downright agog expression in exchange for her statement, she can’t help but snort. “Why the hell do you even care? I can’t imagine that Time Lords are all that arsed about Christianity, and, by the way, if you tell me that you were Christ, I’m gonna tell you fuck off, no you weren’t.”

“I wasn’t.”

“Obviously.”

“Was one of the disciples though.”

“Fuck off, no you weren’t.”

The Doctor stares at her very, very intensely, giving away nothing. For all of about 3 seconds, when his nose wrinkles up in amusement and he waves a hand. “No, I wasn’t. I’m not sure I even know all their names. Think I have some reindeer mixed up with them. On Dasher, on Dancer, on Donny, on Simon, or something like that.”

Donna manages to just roll her eyes rather than enjoy the goof, because he is derailing the conversation, again. “So my point stands. What’s your big thing about Christmas?”

After a hum and a shrug, The Doctor replies, “Oh, it’s not just Christmas. Purim, Holi, Lunar New Year, hell, I adore a good Arbor Day.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah. It’s..”

The Doctor looks to the side for a second, in that non-targeted way that Donna knows means he’s trying to remember something. She takes a sip from her cocoa and practices some of her hard won patience.

With a soft hum, The Doctor finally comes back to the present and tells her, “It’s not that Gallifrey never had holidays, of sorts. But they were all very traditional and very serious and very dour. It was all ceremony and diligence and respect, not,” he nods towards the Christmas tree, “fairy lights and colored powders and silly costumes.”

Grinning now, he continues, “You know, in all the lifetimes I’ve lived and all the species I’ve met, humans are utterly unparalleled in their ability to have fun. For all your lots’ faults, of which there are many-”

“-yes, thank you-”

“-nobody celebrates like a human. Any excuse, even the basic, or, ah, often not so basic, act of survival, and you’ll start singing and eating and dancing. You have such a capacity for joy it will leak from you. Happy crying, who the hell does that?”

“Hold on, I’ve seen you do that. Three times in as many days when you first got here.”

Tilting his head in acknowledgment, he counters, “Ah, but that’s only because of the company I keep. Your laughter is infectious, literally, in the year 16,000 it gets classified as a dangerous contagion.I mean, honestly, you lot could make a Dalek snicker. It’s...it’s incredible. There’s genuinely like nothing else in the universe, and, well, I can’t help but be charmed by Christmas as a small sliver of all that relentless joy.”

After a half second pause, he adds, “Plus, yes, the lights are quite pretty.”

Donna can’t quite contain a smile, replying, “I suppose I could see the appeal of it. Through that lens.”

The Doctor grins back at her, and they let themselves sit in a companionable silence. After a minute of simply letting themselves be, and polishing off the last dregs of their cocoa, Donna tells him, “Still can’t fucking stand ‘Wonderful Christmastime’ though.”

Hearing the burst of laughter that comes from The Doctor, Donna can’t help but silently agree with him. She thinks it’s not so bad being infectious, when that infection is joy.

[m-for-musings]

BG3 meets VTM

So I'm a weirdo and I decided to glue together two of my hyper fixations: Vampire — The Masquerade and Baldur's Gate 3.

I've been playing VTM for 15 years now, and also acting as a Storyteller (GM) to it, but I'm prone to mistakes so if a vampire clan does not fit a character please let me know, let's jump into this weird, totally unhinged, theory together.

P.S.: I know that theoretically any clan can Embrace any individual, this is just a little joke with clan stereotypes and a silly way to imagine who would be Embraced into which clan and why. ALSO low-res clan symbol pics because I'm on my phone.

BG3 characters, but as Vampire Clans

(in alphabetical order)

Astarion: the whole Szarr clan would be a Hecata lineage. Rich, powerful, and full of sassy little bitches that turns into abusive sires that employs weird (and sometimes incestuous) "family" dynamics while also being obcessed with necromancy.

Gale: prodigy wizard doomed with a hunger for knowledge and driven by the promise of unravel the mysteries of the occult, while also being a "yes-ma'am"? Tremere it is.

Halsin: a shape-shifter who sometimes struggles with his bestial side and feels awkward in urban environments, just like a classic Gangrel.

Jaheira: she pretends otherwise, but it is clear that she has a network of spies under her command, and a deep knowledge of her home city's dirtiest little secrets and hideouts. Even her personal life is shrouded by secrecy, secured against (most) prying eyes. She comes and goes in a blink, sometimes disappearing without leaving a trace. A true Nosferatu elder.

Karlach: good old Brujah, with the head as hot as the heart, passionate and strong-willed (and stubbornly resolute) to fight for her goals and ideals.

Lae'zel: nothing screams more "Banu-Haqim" than a fierce and straightforward gith with a strong sense of purpose and justice, a thirst for retribution and loyalty to the elders that she seems worthy.

Minsc: threading a fine line between bold and oblivious, the embodiment of "The Fool" tarot Major Arcana. Completely unpredictable and impulsive, torn between the unhinged and the wise, finding sense where others see pure unbridled chaos, he would become a Malkavian.

Minthara: she has enough poise and status to be a classic high-borne Ventrue, being able to proudly recite her sire's lineage all the way up to the very first of them. Born to rule, with a commanding presence and unwavering will. BUT!!! She is also vicious, ruthless and ambitious enough to get the attention of the clan Lasombra, and their shadow-bending powers also fit the Underdark pretty well, so I'm torn between those two clans for her, although strongly prone to Lasombra.

Shadowheart: either by following Shar's principles or by completely defying the goddess, The Ministry is fit for her, be it for good or for evil, to tempt or to liberate, to expose secrets or hide it, to manipulate or to seek the truth, to be part of a cult or a leader to a sect. She can't fully abandon the spiritual aspect of life, be it for fullfil her desires or to serve her goddess.

Wyll: the Prince of the Gate is the last romantic. He has an innate sensibility, grace, charm, beauty and an unbridled appreciation for arts and love-tale's romance that can be found among the most classy Toreador.

[chinomiko]

Hi Chino, hope you're doing well and enjoying your birthday month <3. I know that you weren't in charge of ANE, and I'm sorry if this question might've been answered before... are there any 'random' facts about Nevra that you ever thought about? My heart isn't asking for anything like too deep -- just like, I don't know, if he keeps his room a mess or in order? Favorite drink? Anything will satisfy my heart, really lol have a nice day <3

Hi !

(aww thank you. You are exposing me on how long i take to answer my asks ahah 🤣 )

I did give a few infos on Nevra here, and there already. I'm not sure what more I can say right now... sorry ><

Nevra used to tell a different story everytime someone would ask him how he lost his eye. Just for fun and to mess around , and also because his ego was a bit hurt it didnt happen during some epic battle. But I'm pretty sure this was (at leas slightly) mentionned in the story.

Also I did imagine his father be the actual leader of the vampires clan, but like.. more classy and fierce 😅

[corvidconvergence]

And Laishara is gened! A member of the high counsel of her clan and trusted advisor to the leader. She spends most of her time in libraries studying politics and religion.

I just need the trade for the Hazel harvest stuff to come up and a dusty pauper necklace. I love her so much..she is so classy and beuatiful

[theyurianas]

⏳ 𝑻𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝑨𝒔 𝑶𝒍𝒅 𝑨𝒔 𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒆 (𝟔/𝟔) 📜

🥀𝑨𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 (𝑹𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒅) 𝒀𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒂, (𝟏𝟓𝟎𝟕-𝟏𝟓𝟑𝟕).

Adeline was beautiful, wise, and ambitious… she was a mix-blood, human, and fairy from her mother. She married Callisto and became the crown princess, they had twins, Prince Leone and Princess Lunette. They would be a perfect couple and perfect family already if she didn’t have another plan…

She was so proud of her fairy blood, in the era that fairies became a rare creature, she was afraid that it would be the end of her clan so she would do anything to protect it…but she just chose the wrong way.

Adeline who was magnificent in potions and magic, found some ancient black magic that changed her life forever. …after the twins died due to Mana’s conflict, The Empress was furious after knowing what happened to her precious grandchildren. Adeline got punished by being removed from the title of the crown princess and locked up in the tower for the rest of her life. All of her history records of her also got removed. That’s why all the history books in the present era have nothing written about her.

👼🏻 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑻𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒔, 𝑳𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑳𝒖𝒏𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆.

The grandchildren of Her Majesty the Empress, the children of the crown prince Callisto. They both were blessed by god and received the guardians as gift, The Orthros. Leone was not a talkative person but had a sense of humor, and enjoyed reading books, especially herbology and potions. He resembled his mother. Lunette was a cheerful person, caring about everything, especially his twin brother. She resembled her father and grandmother.

The twins couldn’t survive due to mana’s conflict, the royal blood was too strong even tho it was perfectly fine when it mixed with another mana but with the curse of using black magic, you have to pay the price.

⚜️ After Adeline was locked up at the tower, Prince Callisto felt sorry for everything and blamed himself for not being able to protect his children. He gave up his title of crown prince to his beloved sister, Victoria.

He became a judge at the Court of Justice. His mother, the empress granted the title of Grand Duke Partridge to him but he still had the title of the prince of yuriana. After 3 years of loss, Prince Callisto remarried to Lady Ludovika Pierce and had a child together and lived happily.

I’ve to say, I love Adeline’s character. She was not (that) bad..? But she was just chose the wrong way.

Plus, she is so classy and gorgeous!

[socially-awkward-skeleton]

Behind the OC Name

tagged by @justasmolbard thank you <3

I've done something like this for Kit before, so why not share one for Rory

First things first, I wanted to give her a gender neutral name and one that originated either in the UK or Ireland.

Rory is a name of Irish origin, meaning red king. Also chose it because it's the name of one of the guys in RKG, a video game playthrough trio I'm a fan of (inspiration comes from the oddest of places sometimes)

I also always wanted her to be from a wealthy family (on her father's side) and have nobility in her bloodline, and Sinclair had such a classy ring to it.

Sinclair is a clan name from Scotland with Norman origins, originally "de saint-clair" (French). It means pure, renowned, and illustrious.

Her call sign "Lamb" has its origins from her perceived innocence and gentleness. People tend to misunderestimate her at first glance whether because of her posh accent or because she's a pretty face, and so she's generally not viewed as a threat. However, the goal was always to make her more of a wolf in sheep's clothing type of character, where as soft as her heart and appearance may be, she has the ruthlessness, the instincts, and the cunning to take down enemies with cold indifference. The lamb ends up being all just a guise.

[fereise]

The latest tribute for my awesome friend @skykain and their Skaven gals (modern versions) with their ‘Music Bands’ once again, this time featuring the main crews and additional details for their alt-rock and metal (mostly) band called the “Morrslieb.”

Brief story of the band:

It's start when 'Waffle', who had a part-time job in a modern world as DJ decided to team up with 'Martha' and 'Globi' who cover pop & rock songs as their hobby (being a music enthusiast like Waffle, Martha was the one who do this stuff first, Globi like it and join later) and 'Ratly' who is interested in Rock & Metal music in general for making a music band together and play a various kind of "cover songs" and their own songs in nightclubs. The result was great, and the band could be able to made it into bigger stages from times to times. 'Jezza' later join the band, although it takes quite a lot of persuasion for her to join since she's a lonesome type of girl and mostly cooperated and/or tagged along with Martha for personal reasons.

However, Ratly later asked her friends to separate from the band and join the Hard-core gals (Silvia, Packie, Gutty, and later Hilda) creating another band that mainly cover Heavy Metal songs called "The Rodents". The rest of Skryre gals understand her and have no problem with it and she can still return to help her former band for playing drum again for sometimes. As for the empty position, it was replaced by Grinda who unexpectedly offer her help and show her drum skills to everyone.

Positions of the 'core' band members:

1. Warpfire Thrower aka 'Waffle': Turntable, Samples & Programming, Vocals/BGD Vocals, Kbds

2. Poisoned Wind Mortar aka 'Martha': Vocals/BGD Vocals, Gtr (both Rhythm & Lead), Samples

3. Poisoned Wind Globadier aka 'Globi': Keyboard/Keytar, Vocals & Background Vocals, Bass, Guitar (Rhythm), Samples, Occasionally Turntable.

4. Warplock Jezzail aka 'Jezza': Bass, Double Bass/Cello, Addnl string instruments, BGD Vocals

5. Warp-Grinder aka 'Grinda': Drums & Percussion, BGD Vocals, OCC Gtr (Rhythm), Samples & Programming (supports Waffle)

For the most frequent guests:

6. Ratling Gunner aka 'Ratly': Drums & Percussion, BGD Vocals, OCC Gtr

7. Eshin Triads aka 'Tang': Violin/Viola, Addnl string instruments, Vocals/BGD Vocals

8. & 9. Rictus Clan's Stormvermin (Sword & Shield) and Stormvermin (Halberds), aka 'Rebecca & Regina': Gtr (Rhythm) & Bass, BGD Vocals, Troublemakers (screw around on the stage XD), On-Stage guards

10. Gutter Runner aka 'Gutty': Lead Gtr, Vocals/BGD Vocals

11. Pack Master aka 'Packie': Bass, Vocals/BGD Vocals

Other guests:

12. Plague Monk aka 'Plagie': Drums & Percussion, Vocals/BGD Vocals

13. Plague Monk Censer Bearers aka 'Censi': 2nd Drums & Percussion, Vocals/BGD Vocals

14. Mors Clan's Storm Vermin (Halberds) aka 'Hilda': Vocals/BGD Vocals, OCC Gtr (mostly Rhythm) and Bass

15. Mors Clan's Storm Vermin (Sword & Shield) aka 'Silvia': Vocals/BGD Vocals, Gtr (mostly Rhythm), OCC Bass

16. Ikit Claw: Vocals

The rest are future characters and even outsiders (non-Skaven characters) who want to jam or support/assist the band.

Notes:

1. After a discussion with SkyKain, a suitable Warlord as a guest for Morrslieb would be Ikit Claw since she likes some of the more elegant or classy music and there are a lot of Skrye apprentices here.

2. The message on Martha's guitar refers to the Red Hot Chili Peppers/RHCP' amazing performance at La CIGALE in Paris, 2006. Particularly John Frusciante's (a guitarist, one of Martha fav idols)'s performance during “Don't forget me.”

3. Grinda developed her interest in music after seeing her friends playing the cover songs during their rehearsals. She decided to choose drum as her main instrument by seeing Ratly and some of the famous drummers as her inspirations. For the latter, the examples are; Karen Carpenter - a vocalist (mainly) and drummer from the Carpenters, and Chad Smith from RHCP.

However, with her personal reasons, she decides to learn how to be a professional drummer in her own way by secretly taking jazz classes alone (Ikit approve this, btw). She later shows the skills she learned so far to her friends and was immediately accepted into 'the Morrslieb' band not long after Ratly informs everyone that she wants to join 'the Rodents' and the band plan to recruit a new drummer.

4. Also note if the band wanna cover RHCP, the suitable bassist for this is gonna be Packie (as a main guest), I believe she's the one who is skillful enough and being so energetic like 'FLEA' (the band's bassist and usually regarded as one of the best bassist players in the world, also one of her fav idols for several reasons, lol XD). While the (main) vocalist I think it's gonna be Waffle.

5. Of course, the icons for Skaven belong to SkyKain.

[hyog-blog]

Sword Snow Stride

Zhang Rouyun is definitely getting on my top Chinese drama actors list. After Joy of Life, I'm exploring his other dramas - and oh boy, they do deliver! SSS has the same scriptwriter and a few familiar faces from JOL, so I felt this show was going to be good, and I was totally right. First and foremost, this drama has outstanding visuals that give a heavy oldies wuxia vibe (especially with subdued colours). I didn't think I would love the green tint at first, but it gives a more natural look (along with the costumes, fights, and sceneries). This is definitely not a flashy cgi-packed idol-drama, at least, not in the visual and style department.

I love how the fights are choreographed and shot, there's something very intense and crisp about the way they're filmed. Being a wuxia fan, I just naturally paid attention to this part of the show, it was a pure delight, I also adore all the flying/twirling - it just looks badass, and in SSS it was depicted in a cool and elegant way - no silliness, not too much crazy CGI, only for the bigger fights which demand more grandeur.

The plot is extremely well-written, all the characters are well developed and the pace is slow enough to enjoy how each of them unravels. Zhang Ruoyun does a stellar job depicting Xu Feng Nian. XFN is not really a chess piece from the very beginning, but we see him grow and break free from his father's way of dealing with things. His values are different, but he is still his father's son when it comes to acting quick and making hard decisions (and he's ruthless enough to make his enemies wary). He starts off as a cunning smartass prince of the Xu clan ruling over Beiliang, who doesn't want to have anything to do with sects and actual fighting, but a certain event in his life makes him pick up a sword and follow in his mother's steps, as well as go on an adventure to find who killed her.

All the powerplay and scheming are smartly written and there wasn't a boring moment in the show. It does take quite a few episodes to get into what's going on because at first, we see the ML acting a bit, slowly showing his true face. His romance with Jiang Ni is very sweet and pure. He does have a harem of pretty ladies, but it was clearly stated in the show he only keeps them around and doesn't so much as even touch any of them. It was just to make everyone believe he's a careless playboy, when, in fact, he has always cared about Jiang Ni only. Romance is like 0,5% of the plot, but it's very engaging and classy in the way these two are portrayed (they bicker in a very endearing way but only give each other 'the look' and nothing more). It's not easy to create a believable romance story without actual dialogue to support it, but from their actions, glances, and the way they treat each other we get the full idea of what's going on.

The story starts off giving a vibe of palace/political drama but then does a 180 turn into a proper wuxia with fighting, grandmasters, martial arts schools, unusual creatures, and whatnot. I'm not even going into secondary characters right now - but everyone was beyond believable and interesting to watch.

I really recommend this drama - even without the season 2 it gives you some closure, and the show is too good and entertaining to miss it.

[kengan-daddies]

Could you write a Rei x fem reader where they meet at the Kengan matches and he starts to fall in love with reader. If you want to you can make it NSFW. 🫣Thank you!!!💕💕💕

Gradual Quest for Love Rei Mikazuchi

I hope this is to your liking, I followed the ask but at the same time my brain just wouldn't follow it to a T, I hope you can still vibe with this story tho.

Anime : Kengan Ashura

Character : Rei Mikazuchi

Warning : None, Fluff

Gradual Quest for Love Rei Mikazuchi

Gradual Quest for Love Rei Mikazuchi

You were an assistant, clipboard in hand, casual business wear, hair pent up, and comfortable yet classy flats on your feet. You were always ready to accompany your boss, never asking questions about where he led you. You didn't care so long as you got paid in the end, so it was shocking when you began to attend the Kegan Matches with him. You've heard of things like this in movies, TV shows, and cartoons... But you never expected it to be real.

You were shocked by the first match-up, a young Man versus another young man, they were both muscular but different sizes, one wore a karate-type uniform while the other wore simple boxing shorts, both bare-knuckled. You watched on, still just as perplexed as you were the first time you watched him battle, it was like lightning, so quick and fast nobody saw it coming or even knew what happened, his opponent was down and out and he was declared the winner.

"Rei Mikazuchi... I'll never forget his name." You promised yourself, and you didn't. When the official Kengan Annihilation Tournament was declared, you knew that he would be there, you wanted to see him again, you had to, just to confirm that he was real... And he was when you saw him again, it was on the luxurious Kengan Cruise Liner, he was there with his boss, Rino Kurayoshi, the beauty on her was unmatched. He seemed pretty dedicated to her, almost like a dog.

You spoke with her a few times, Rei by her side each and every time, ready to defend when necessary, but you never came with the intention to attack so he didn't mind your presence, he was prone to get lost in his own world, his thoughts as he stares off in the distance. You've learned to like those little details about him, it was so rare to see a human be just as calm as he was, he always seemed to never have any thoughts, and yet the gleam in his eyes always said otherwise. He was fascinating. For the first few days, waiting for the Kengan Annihilation Tournament to begin, you and your boss spent the days with Rino and Rei, not every moment, but enough to where you and Rei could have small talks.

You learned that he was an assassin and that he was the Head of the Mikazuchi Clan and the renounced owner of the Lighting God Technique, it seemed like such a big title and yet he seemed nonchalant about it like it didn't really mean all that much to him. He was a strange man but you liked him. He was sweet, easy to blush, and quick to hide out, he was adorable and you liked teasing him. To be so strong yet so fragile to light teasing was such a cute sight. You'd laugh every time his face would turn scarlet just from a few compliments.

The Kengan Annihilation Tournament was finally beginning, and you couldn't be more excited to see him in action, after so many weeks of waiting, you were finally going to see him at it again. His first match, just like when you first saw him, was quick, like lightning. His second match was more unexpected, he never even got to that speed with the hot-blooded bastard that was Saw Paing Yoroizuka, Saw was strong and skilled, he was just as quick with his reflexes, but he still wasn't faster than Rei. You watched on with bated breath, watching as he rocked Saw Paing's head around with quick punches, it was jaw-dropping to see Saw still able to move around.

But alas, with a last stitched effort, Rei came out victorious... But he wasn't pleased, not one bit... He seemed disappointed with the battle... With himself. Rino noticed it, but she didn't care or maybe she just didn't know how to approach him, but you did. You found him, in the hall sitting on a bench, head hanging low as his bandaged arms rested on his legs. He was deep in thought, but this time his face matched his thoughts. You approached him with a bottle of water. "Here ya go, take a swig, you need it." You said he took the bottle, but he didn't open it... He just stared at it.

"I lost." He said. You stared at him, perplexed but you didn't say anything. "I lost, in strength, I lost in resilience... The only thing that saved me was my speed and precision... Fighting that man, made me realize just how weak I really am... I need to get stronger, stronger in technique and fighting styles... Perhaps, I should give up the practice of Lightning." He said. You stepped towards him, smacking his cheek with a swift snap of your wrist. His head barely moved, but his eyes widened and he looked up at you, a frown on your usually passive face.

"Don't give up on who you are Rei, you're more than just your fighting style, you are the fighting style, you are the lightning. Saw Paing may be better than you when it comes to brute strength, he may be better than you when it comes to resilience, but that's because of who he grew into being... What did you grow up into being, Rei? It most certainly wasn't a quitter. You're a distant long-range fighter, but that doesn't make you weak... You'll just have to add close combat into that. Mix it with your lightning, drop your assassin mindset, and become a warrior." You said, your voice laced with determination.

He stared at you for a moment before his face relaxed and he smiled, a small chuckle leaving his lips. "You're right, (Y/N)... If I'm going to be able to get stronger, then I'm just going to have to change some things up... Saw Paing taught me a very valuable lesson, and I'll honor him by taking what he's taught me and adding it to my own lightning style." he said, you smiled, happy to see a fire in his eyes. "Do it Rei, I believe in you." You said.

Right after that, your and Rei's relationship pretty much came to life, you both became the best of friends which lasted for a while, and you watched him grow into a better fighter and a better man. Your feelings for him blossomed into something stronger, and it worried you, you didn't want to run him off but with the help of Saw Paing, both you and Rei were able to speak your minds on your relationship and what you were both feeling towards one another. Learning that it wasn't one-sided on each side. It was a blessing.

You enjoyed going to all of Rei's fights, cheering him on with your new-found companions, hoping for his win, and whenever he lost he didn't take it so harshly, instead he learned from them adding it to his knowledge. After every match he'd come straight to you, whether he won or lost he always engulfed you in a hug, giving you the deepest kiss, reminding you of his eternal gratefulness.

[gen4grl]

Piers and/or Raihan for the character ask

ooo thank u for the ask, and i’ll do both since i’m a chronic talker! like the last one, i’ll only do questions i feel like i can answer (or understand the prompt lol)

raihan first!🐉

why i like them: i have been drawn to dragon trainers ever since playing hgss so of course i love this man. also absolutely love his cocky attitude, i think he has such an alluring personality. on a real note he’s so fine he gets me blushing lol oh and his lil tooth that sticks out :33

why i don’t: epitome of every gimmick i hate in battles LOL absolutely hate double battles and hate weather affects even more.

fave episode/movie: didn’t watch the anime after johto and definitely didn’t watch journeys so … no answer and i don’t feel like he appears enough in twilight wings to give an answer lol I’m gonna go with the microsecond he was in gotcha lol

fave line: “i look this good even when i lose. it’s a real curse” oh absolutely sir 🫡

fave outfit: absolutely love his normal ingame outfit purely because of the the incorporation of lances hgss outfit ahhhh. gamefreak needs to sell clothing items of famous trainers because i need that man’s hoodie. also love his black and white suit in masters so niceee and classy

otp: multishipper!!! so my first ship was raihan and leon - which i still really enjoy but my all time fave is raihan and piers 🖤🧡 they have rotted my brain so badly

brotp: sonia and raihan. like how he calls her miss clever clogs. i wanna be around to witness their leon gossip sessions lol. hc but i love the idea of them growing up in the gym challenge together and sonia always finding raihan super hilarious while her best friend nessa thought he was so full of himself lol. honestly i think he’s just super popular and social so gets along with every gym leader pretty well

headcanon: talked about this briefly in my tags, but a very special hc to me is that all dragon trainers come from a singular clan before splitting apart where they now live in the different regions. lance and raihan are cousins and are considered the most esteemed and powerful trainers in their clan and have had a friendly rivalry since being kids. despite bickering due their completely different attitudes and outlooks on life and what it means to be a dragon trainer, they also bring out positives in eachother. lance made raihan appreciate the culture of their clan more (which in turn helped him appreciate his vault job even more) and raihan taught lance how to loosen up and not feel so pressured by the very strict johto branch of dragon trainers. oh and he’s also great with kids and kids love him for how goofy he can be lol

wish: definitely wish we saw more of the gentle side of him that’s hinted to be there both via the game and anime.

my nickname for them: rai-rai🥺 ever since seeing that piers calls him that in the manga. fuels my shipping brain and overall just a super cute name

piers 🦨

why i like them: omg. my all time favourite gym leader and in my top 3 galar characters. love that they fed into the concept of alt people being teddy bears despite outwards appearances, reminds me of alot of people i knew growing up in the scene myself. loveee how protective he is of marnie and in general how much he loves his hometown and people around him. just an absolute sweetie 😭

why i dont: actually cant think of one reason or element i dont like, perfect character imo!!! is it basic to say the scene of him singing with no background vocals? why do him like that😭😭😭

fave episode/movie: same answer as raihans but seeing that one microsecond in twilight wings of him saying he doesn’t do encores changed me as a person lmao

fave line: this whole interaction always gets me lmao

fave outfit: not even a canon outfit but i see so much fanart of him without his jacket on and i vibe heavy with that lol

otp: kbnz everydayyy, despite minimal interactions (lol the shippers struggle) every interaction he had with raihan had insane undertones it got me feeling like i shouldn’t of been watching lmao (to be a fly on the wall tho LOL).

brotp: piers and …. sonia too lol (this girl needs more friends!!!). really loved them with hop + the player in post game and think stressed and overwhelmed sonia could benefit from calm and collected piers… so cute. i’m so attracted to the opposites attract trope, both platonically and/or romantically and they fit that perfectly lol

headcanon: while always on the more reserved side, i love the idea of younger gym challengers piers being more boisterous (in his own way) and loved the party and gig scene in early spikemuth* - much to the suprise of those who only know him in his adult years. however, when the responsibility of raising marnie came into the picture, he relaxed quite a lot and now his old man tendencies tend to come out even with his fully adult friends and in his relationship. he’s the first people come to when they need advice cause despite being overly cautious and a worry-wart when it comes to marnie, he is quite grounded which comforts a lot of people. what a sweetie!

*purely based off the quote “times like this—when tension and passion run high—remind me of spikemuth in the old days. some right wild concerts we had back then. but no encores!"

my nickname: not mine but i hc everyone around him especially raihan call him piersy. definitely gets under his skin but kinda just accepts it now lol