#For those in the know: Yeah these attacks are out of order hehe

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[Event Story] The Herald of Dawn

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Chapter 4: Enemy Organization

【Slick - Bar】

Lono: Here you are, Boschi-san. Please sit down.

Boschi: Thanks.

Staff: Hi, welcome. What can I get you?

Boschi: Scotch on the rocks. Lono, feel free to order whatever you want.

Lono: Thanks! Then, I’ll have that too.

Staff: Two scotch on the rocks, coming up.

Step…step…

Lono: …Sigh. Having to pull out a chair for my senior, going out of the way to buy a drink…

Lono: Keeping up this mafia act is kind of a pain.

Boschi: …If I had to say, being a noble from the Eastern Lands was probably harder. Well, it’s all good as long as you don’t stand out.

Boschi: Anyways, back to talking about work. Let’s go over it again…

Boschi: This time our goal is the capture and removal of Leo Force.

Boschi: We’re up against the head of the mafia… It’ll be difficult to make contact with him or to even locate him.

Lono: Yeah… The client’s demanding a speedy resolution too, right?

Boschi: Yeah. If this goes on unchecked, the damage will only spread.

Boschi: It’s a bit violent, but… We’ll do it the mafia way too.

Lono: The mafia way, huh… Meaning what exactly?

Boschi: …Wait. The drinks are here.

Clink…clink…

Staff: Thanks for waiting. Anything else you’d like to order?

Boschi: No, I’m fine…

Lono: Ah, I’ll have the “Slick’s Wild Vegetables Assortment”.

Staff: Alright, coming right up.

Step…step…

Boschi: ……Hey.

Lono: Hehe, it’s fine. Might as well since it’s our first time here.

Lono: Ah, or is it because you’re full from dinner?

Boschi: I didn’t say that. Order some meat next.

Boschi: Also… We’re splitting the cost of the food.

Lono: Hehe, got it! So what were we talking about again?

Lono: Ah, that’s right. About the “mafia way” of doing things.

Boschi: Yeah. …Just in time, the guests I wanted to see are here.

Boschi: Look at the guys that just came in. They’re the mafia that takes care of all the problems at this bar.

Lono: Takes care of all the problems… So, like the bodyguards?

Boschi: Yeah. And their source of income isn’t just from guarding.

Boschi: Kidnapping, coercion, stealing… If it’s for money, they wouldn’t hesitate to commit murder either.

Lono: What an awful group… Are they also Leo’s subordinates?

Boschi: Nope, the opposite. They’re part of a different group that’s enemies with Leo’s faction.

Boschi: They’re the second biggest mafia in this town, so to speak.

Boschi: The plan this time is to first… Mess with those guys a little.

Lono: …I see. So the plan is by messing with Leo’s enemies…

Lono: We’ll gain Leo’s trust. The “the enemy of my enemy is my friend” method…

Boschi: That’s the plan. I don’t know if it’ll go well, but it’s worth a shot.

Boschi: At least we’ll be reducing the amount of bad guys here.

Lono: True. I’m in.

Lono: Even if it turns into a fight, we won’t lose to those guys.

Boschi: Yeah. Well, we’re done scoping them out…

Lono: Are we heading back?

Boschi: Hell no. We haven’t gotten our food yet.

Lono: Hehe, yeah! Then let’s go back after we eat!

Boschi: Yeah. Let’s get some souvenirs for Aruji-sama and the others on the way back too.

【Slick - Hotel】

The next day… The butlers went over the details of the plan again with me.

This time they were going to “mess with” a group who does business by kidnapping and collecting ransom money…

It seems the goal is to show off our presence by shutting down their business.

Boschi: Their “goods”... In other words, the kidnapped people are being held captive in a warehouse in the slums.

Boschi: We’ll attack them there and release the hostages.

Boschi: Since we’re planning to show off our family,

Boschi: Even though it’ll be dangerous, I’d like the boss to come with us.

Lato: We’ll be by your side, so you won’t be in any danger.

> As you should be (That’s a relief)

Lono: If all goes well, we should get Leo’s attention with this.

Lamli: Yup ♪ We’ll be saving people too, so it’s killing two birds with one stone ♪

Lamli: By the way… How did you find out where the hostages were being kept?

Boschi: The info came from the Bartolo family. They’ve been keeping tabs on the mafia for a while.

Lamli: Huh…? Then why didn’t they help them?

Boschi: Because the biggest threat to them is Leo’s group and the constant raids on the sawmills…

Boschi: So they’ve been putting off dealing with Leo’s enemies.

Boschi: …Their actual aim by leaving them be is probably so that they’ll keep Leo in check.

> Who the hell does he think he is? (That’s terrible…)

Lono: Seriously… It should be their job to help the townspeople if they’re in trouble.

Boschi: Anyways, on the outside, our family isn’t supposed to have any connections to the Bartolo family.

Boschi: Meaning we can freely help the townspeople.

Boschi: Now… It’s about time we get going.

Boschi: …Boss, your orders?

> We’re making our move (Let’s go, guys)

Lamli: Yes, boss!

Step…step…step…

-A little later-

The butlers and I went through an empty backstreet… Until we saw an old warehouse with all the windows blocked off.

With bold steps, Boschi and I walked closer to what appeared to be the front entrance and…

A man came out from inside, eyeing us suspiciously. 

Lookout: …Stop right there. This is private property.

Boschi: We know. We’re here to talk about business.

Boschi: We’re from the Devils Family. You must have heard from your boss, right?

Lookout: …? About what…?

While Boschi was distracting the lookout… One by one, the other butlers went around to the back of the warehouse.

After confirming they were all gone with a side glance, Boschi continued talking to the lookout with a nonchalant look.

Boschi: So he didn’t mention it to you? Tch. No other choice…

Lookout: …State your business. I’ll confirm with the higher-ups.

Boschi: Yeah, alright. It’s about your kidnapping business…

Boschi: …It’s shutting down as of today. How unfortunate.

Lookout: Gaah!!

[egg-emperor]

It must be so exciting to be Eggman's bed slave. He is notoriously hard to please and has a hair trigger temper . He's junked some of his own bots for failing or simply displeasing him. Serving him must feel like playing a real version of minesweeper. You never know what might set him off. He also has big bear paws that he uses to manhandle people, robots and animals and even little wisps when he gets upset/angry. To say nothing of his razor sharp tongue that can psychologically destroy a grown man.

It's very exciting to be Eggman's bed slave. I'd love to keep his bed warm and be a nice warm hole for him to come home to after a long day of working on plans/trying to conquer the world/ruling the world. It's what the brilliant handsome emperor of the empire deserves!

At the end of the day he stomps in and immediately demands "down on your knees/on your hands and knees/spread your legs now, toy." When he clicks his fingers and I immediately get into position as he climbs onto me. The thought makes me so giddy hhsfksbgkshg 😍

Oh yeah, he has very high expectations and standards and will accept nothing less. If it's been a tough/stressful day, he's especially aggressive with his orders to serve his needs. And no matter his mood, he's very demanding because he knows what he deserves

He has a very short fuse and doesn't hide the wrath that he shows those who fail him or just don't meet his near impossible requirements. It's specifically because wants to instill fear into his servants and creations to make them work harder and scare them into submission

You never know what might set him off not only because he has such high standards and demands and it's easy to anger him but also if he already isn't in a good mood, his patience with others will wear thin fast and he'll snap. He'll take it out on others unprompted too

The thought of all that strength of his that he could suddenly use on me, keeping me on my toes is excitingly intense. Those big strong bear paws could suddenly grip my wrists, wrap around my neck, or pin me down, manhandling me angrily or playing rough with his toy 💜

I can become another kind of toy for him as a stress toy too when he's angry, though he usually always ends up using me for my original designated purpose at the end because it helps calm him down too. But he'll be especially roughly and desperately then and I like it hehe

And yes he can be very vocally degrading when he's mad too, when he wants to tease because it's fun, or both. He enjoys the power of being able to verbally attack with harsh names and insults, knowing exactly what to say to knock someone down and put them in their place

He'll discover that I'm very happy to serve all his needs of every kind and be useful in any way he wants. He may find himself getting his fix, relieving anger and stress, and degrading me all at once and it's the biggest thrill for us both. I wanna be the best servant I can be!

I like that he's a very dangerously smart, strong, and ruthless man and choosing to take that risk by daring being with him. Not that I have a choice to leave when he has me wrapped around his finger and will make sure I never leave him. But it's okay because I'd never want to 💘

[smilingangel582]

I call this a triple release! Time lines are different, of course, but during the day, I'm uploading three fics!

I wanna write for kageyama again! Squeee! I haven't done it in a while, so maybe the usual... kageyama hinata combo strikes back!

Hehe enjoy

Warning spoilers alert

The first year combo!

Hinata was getting better at taking Kageyama's sets, in fact those two are an u stoppage duos.

Prodigy Kageyama and passionate Hinata. These were polar opposites, and no one can believe how connected they are during games...

"Kageyama you are being mean!"

"Enough jabbering, Boke (idiot)!"

That's until their off the field. They are a hopless crew. Daichi thought with a smile. The seniors all understood this usual scenario with the first year combo.

Hinata's orange hair is gripped in a vice grip by Kageyama, with a scary grumbled under his throat as he threatened the little guy. This is usual, and as always, Tsukishima had a snarky comment. "What are we grade schoolers?"

In fact, Hinata face was twisted into a hilarious contorted face of reluctance. He knew by strength he couldn't possibly be Kageyama's equal. Nobody seemed bothered to stop a fight they couldn't interfere with. Not even Daichi.

"Boke! You better understand that there's a difference between you and me -ah!"

He released the orange head eventually and stepped away with one hesitant step. Hinata hadn't expected it to work. He reflexively poked him in the ribs in order to make him shrink away from pain but it was a light squeak that was uncharacteristical of the King.

"Wait... wait... wait. " Hinata leaned forward on his knees, trying to get a better idea of what happened."Did you just squeak?"

"Did not" a childish side glance from a child who is lying to a parent visualised in Tsukishima's eyes. He was not merely called the smartest in the group so he could pass tests. He, in fact, deduced enough of the situation to focus on it rather than spiking for Nishinoya.

"Liar, I totally saw you go - like this!" He reached over to demonstrate, but it was unsuccessful as Kageyama grabbed his wrist with sudden panicked motion. He pushed the hand away before going back to the net, almost convincing. "If you have time to goof off, then I suggest you make ample time to practice with my sets instead"

Hinata being the naive idiot fell for this distraction and groaned "Weren't you the one who started this?"

Tsukishima sighed. He knew this won't be a good ending for a good climax, he called out tauntingly. "Nice way of avoiding a fierce tickle attack from your regal subjects, your majesty"

Everyone stared at Kageyama, now widened in eyes with pure intent of curiosity. But he let his guard down too swiftly when he felt someone tackle him from the side.

Shocked, the speed and reflexes couldn't have possibly been anyone but Hinata himself. The kid attacked him with his nimble fingers on his ribs first "Ahh ha! I knew you were hiding something, I'm not thar stupid to fall for your tricks"

Yameguchi gave a fond smile to him and said, "Yeah right, a minute ago he almost did if it weren't for Tsukki"

"Gaha! Oi, yohohou huhuhuman tahahangerine!!! Ahahahand you'll pay! FOUR EYES!"

"Wow, such recognitions, I'm honoured," he said stoically, not even the least bothered by the warning.

Meanwhile the least of Tobio Kageyama's worries is revenge, he needs to get out of this situation where a monkey is determined to straddle him and tickle him to pieces.

He couldn't help it, but being ticklish is something even Oikawa took advantage of. It was a well hidden secret. Well, until Tsukishima decided to expose him while his little friend almost triggered it. Scratch that ...he did trigger it thanks to four eyes.

"Alrihihihight! Cuhuhuhut ihihit ohohohout Hihihinataa!" Kageyama tried to squirm his way off, but surprisingly, he didn't expect the persistence being a strength that evolved to physical strength.

"Na ah! I didn't even know such a weakness existed on you of all people!"

Blushing harder, he tried to kick his way out and decided to turn the tables though he wasn't experienced in tickle counters.

Hinata was ticklish too and thankfully he burst into quick laughter, "ahahaha Kageheheheyamaaa! Nohoho fahahahair!"

"So fair punk! You started it"

"Ohohoho wehehell thehehen tahahahahake thihihis!!" He started to move his way to reach for his sides again and that allowed a brief time for Kageyama to get his armpits instead.

Stream of giggles left his mouth now painfully ticklish. He was in tears, not expecting the tables to flip.

Tanaka called out "Come on Hinata get the sucker while you can, he's more ticklish than you!"

"Kageyama, kick his ass!" Nishinoya seconded that.

These cheers were Hinata's motivation. He decided that Kageyama's awkward tickling wasn't that bad, but he broke through only to sneak a squeeze to his knee. Hoping it was sensitive, he did this, and much to his happiness, it was more effective.

"OHOHOHOI! Nohohoho Hihihinata!" He was thrown off balance by his own jerking ways. He didn't expect such a counter and giggled back uneasily now, distancing themselves instead of fighting.

"Kageeeyaaamaa~ Come here, and I'll treat you nice and easy" Hinata threw himself back only to grab his knees with firm vigour. It was strange how such an unusual spot could be this vulnerable. Kageyama definitely had similar thoughts as he couldn't attack back but rather shriek in surprise.

"HAHAHA, I GIHIHIHIVE YOHOHOU WIHIHIHIN BOHOHOHKEHE!"

"Alright, game over for Kageyama." Asahi reached to grab Hinata's collar, and he dangled like a puppy. He looked thrilled to see a new side of Kageyama and had wicked schemes to exploit it. While Kageyama was given gentle assaults by Sugawara and Tanaka, who were hungry to join the final bit, but Daichi had ordered them to practice now.

Sure enough, Tsukishima remained in the shadows, smiling at his own play that he scripted with one mere call to Kageyama's weakness. He really became a mastermind, only Daichi suspected that.

Still, it was a good day, Kageyama would often be teased back for that defeat, which Hinata rarely witnesses during most challenges. Poking and prodding on their way back after practice, they were determined to hold another tickle fight, this time hoping who'd win foe real with equal strength.

"That's what makes them a team." Suagwara chuckled, locking the gymnasium.

"Yeah," Daichi grinned, now looking at the unfolding evening sky to night as time got much delayed.

[popponn]

popon my loveliest "grandma", here is my submission for ur event—which is as cute as u 😽:

one. my chosen fandom is blue lock, and my favourite is ofc, mikage reo <33

two. yes to au, and i choose high school au !

three. my chosen tropes are childhood friends to lovers and mutual pining

four. my name is saki, and i am a cancer and infj ! i'd like to add emphasis to my mbti bc i am super introverted irl, and i come off as a rly shy individual at first. but once i've gotten comfortable w u, i am rly talkative, and quite loud too ! i'm also super honest, but at the same time, i can filter the things i say in order to "people please". i'm also pretty sensitive when it comes to the things others say—for example, if someone accidentally insults me, i do think ab it for the rest of the day and do feel pretty hurt. i'm also an overthinker, and i tend to overanalyse certain situations. i think i am pretty caring, since i act like the "therapist" and "mother" of my friendship group, and i'm a realist.

i like and love hanging out w my friends, and i also love shopping (for my own things lol). i also like dressing up for special events (like a fancy dinner party or smth), and i like reading/writing. drawing and painting is also a fun activity for me, but i don't do it as much anymore bc i don't have the time to do so 😞 other things i like are letters written to me by my friends, cute stationery (motivates me to study hehe), pretty hair accessories, rice (i am a true asian), dark chocolate and iced lattes <3

things i don't like include onions (MAJOR EW), some fish, narcissists, selfish people, pick-me people🧍🏻‍♀️, wet humid weather, school-assigned texts (legit hating the one i have to read rn), insects, cramped spaces, people who like to show off (like bro actually stfu 💀)

i don't rly have favourite movies so i'll list my favourite k-dramas and anime hehe: 18 again, twenty-five twenty-one, twinkling watermelon, shooting stars, fruits basket, kimi ni todoke, attack on titan (☹️) and your lie in april <33

my love languages are words of affirmation and physical touch !! i tend to be v affectionate w those i'm close to, and i would wanna receive love in the same ways plus acts of service hehe

five. yes yes !! any language is fine, as long as if u can also incorporate some english songs too 🤍

six. GIRL THIS IS LWKY A HARD CHOICE but i choose fluff <3 unless u can do a combo of both but if not i choose full fluff (thanks !!)

optional question. i love reo's looks. literally i love his hair and ik u don't like it 😭 BUT I LOVE IT and i also love how reo is so charismatic and affectionate hehe <3 he's also so ambitious and hard-working and that is smth that i admire,, AND HE'S SMART ?!?!! smart men are so hot omfg !!!! his wealth is a good bonus but idrc ab these things <3 😸

i hope that's everything u need popon <33 lmk if i need to add more details !! I LOVE U SO SO MUCH and good luck w the event 🫂 MWAH MWAH thank u saur saur much 😽😽

a tune, an image, and a story of... ⋆｡˚

“so?” seeing his friend raising an eyebrow in challenge, or in question, reo uncharacteristically rubs the back of his neck. this topic has always been an odd one for him—it’s one that brings everything into a halt and makes it feel heavy to breathe, yet perhaps because it has to do with you, reo could never think of it as unpleasant. “you know i can’t just…” reo glances towards your direction, talking happily with your friends on the other side of the classroom, “…you know. it’s kind of complicated.” chigiri makes a face that would get him the role of a disappointed mother in a tv drama. “it’s not. you do realize the two of you got more matching things than my sister and her boyfriend, right? and those two are shameless. what the hell are you afraid of?” reo honestly could give chigiri a list there and then. but, with a part of his brain focusing solely on your smile, he merely leans against the window frame and sighs, “…yeah. i wonder.” it’s so simple that it has become the furthest thing from one—reo, unreasonably and consciously, tries to reason.

you peer toward reo discreetly. sitting across him just like this for the nth time, even after so so many years, you still find your heart skipping a beat and three each time you see him. it’s not hard to like reo. he has good looks, smart, talented, friendly, bright, and is still very much a hard worker despite his family upbringing. it truly makes so much sense why he is so well-liked and popular. you could give your own testament to that, after all.  from the very first day when he offered his hand and name to you, you have known that reo has a brilliance that only few could rival–and even then you would confidently say that no one could ever truly outshine reo in your eyes. you have shared many years with him, growing up with him almost like a confidant to a prince. you have seen many parts of reo and–at moments where he laughs victoriously and at moments where frustration gnaws at him–to every single piece of those, your eyes could only gaze at them fondly. and you are more than aware that being so close to reo, being able to see all of those, is not a privilege given to anyone. it’s because you stand behind the line called ‘a childhood friend’, never stepping on them even out of your selfish feelings, that you could have that privilege. and if, by any means, you could stay beside reo for a long, long time, by keeping those feelings silenced then– “hey,” a pen taps your book lightly, reo’s voice following along with a question, “did you find a question you’re stuck on?”

“i know you don't want to see me,” reo says to the phone—to you, still panting heavily as he leans against your door, “but at least—please listen to me.” you sit quietly on the other side of the door. your eyes still sting and you know you still don’t really want to see his face. you know you should just hang up. “okay, so,” reo begins, pausing for a moment, taking a deep breath. loudly and confidently he says, “i like you too.” you blink at that. not knowing how to react as your eyes widened. “what—” “i know you probably think i am a pathetic piece of turd right now but at least, i want to say this before everything else,” he continues on, fully relying on his heart and his teammates’ advice—going against every principle of calm businessman hammered into his brain. “i like it whenever we do something together, since long ago. i like it when we talk, i like listening to you, i like being listened to by you, i like it when we walk to school together—actually, can we keep all those even after this? i might actually go bald if we don’t. you still like my hair right—” “reo—” “i…” as if just realizing that he can no longer turn back, reo takes in a deep and sharp breath. after a loud embarrassed gulp, he repeats “…i like you. really like you. as a lover. please go out with me.” for someone who has been on the receiving end of many confessions, reo feels like a newborn baby fish. after all these years, it surely takes a lot of guts and courage—also a fucking stupid fight with you that he should immediately apologize for after this—just for him to spit all those words.

notes: @yoisami sakiii!! i hope u like this. i tried to potray it in a familiar, soft way that is kind of shoujo esque, i hope i succeeded. also purple and yellow because it's the color of the dawn, and hey reo's hair is purple which contrasts nicely with yellow haha .if it's just a bit entertaining for you it will be more than enough! :> i hope the angst is enough darling even tho it's only implied lolol thank you so much for joining my lil event babe, also happy new year! i wish u many many happiness ahead ₊˚⊹♡

[blackberry-command-cap]

All right bud I NEED to know more about these silly Star Wars stories your mom would tell in the car hahahaha (reminds me of my own family; my brothers and I would make up stories like that with each other hehe)

haha yeah at some point I'm definitely planning to write them all up and post them on AO3 or smth! I keep procrastinating bc I'm rubbish at writing stuff tho it just takes a lot of brainpower 😅

Since that may not ever happen here's a bullet pt. summery of the darth vader/smoothie one since that's the one I remember best :)

Darth Vader is missing being able to drink smoothies so he requisitions a special mask that has a built-in smoothie straw

Just as he's getting on board the Star Destroyer to attack the Rebel base that was found on Hoth, an engineer runs up and gives him the new helmet

En route he orders a strawberry smoothie, but the guy who brings it up trips and drops it because they just came out of hyperspace near Hoth

Vader is in a good mood so he doesn't kill the poor guy and just sends him back to get another smoothie pronto

Except... they're out of strawberries!!

The officers play rock paper scissors over who has to tell Vader, but surprisingly he's still in a good mood and just tells them to forget the rebel base and immediately visit the closest strawberry vendor, which happens to be Dagobah.

Cue funny scene where a very out-of-his-depth LT gets informed by Yoda that "strawberries out of season are! But mangos I have! Mmm, delicious mangos! Very tasty!" and for lack of a better option ends up getting those

They make a mango smoothie and timidly present it to Vader and wait to get choked to death but turns out a mango smoothie actually sounds quite good (😮‍💨phew!)

Except right then they get back to Hoth and turns out the Rebels saw them the first time and are now in a full scale evacuation and Vader has to leave immediately...

And then the rebels blow up the Star Destoyer that had the smoothie on it

At this point Darth Vader is in a very very bad mood, but right before he starts choking people a petty officer runs up with the discovery that the rebels left a full stock of frozen strawberries in their freezers... so he gets his smoothie after all :D

[taintedevesayori]

Sayo's Route: Maniac 03

Sayo's Route Masterlist

-All of the Sakamaki brothers are gathered in the living room

Ayato: Hehe…So you took Sayo out to a festival yesterday? Did she hate every minute of it? 

Shu: I saw them when they returned…It looked like she was in a rather good mood for once.

Ayato: Seriously…?

Laito: Is it really that surprising that we enjoyed ourselves, Ayato-kun?

Ayato: Obviously, with how much you two have been fighting recently. 

Subaru: It’s about damn time. All the fighting was annoying as hell. 

Reiji: This is important progress. Sayo no longer cares about avoiding those other vampires. We still do not know what they want with her, so we need to keep her away from them. Laito, it is even more important now to maintain a good relationship with her to prevent her from seeking out Kou for companionship. 

Laito: I know that, Reiji. I’m trying my best to fix things between us. Yesterday went well, so now I know what direction to go in. 

Reiji: Good. 

-Meanwhile, Sayo is taking a walk in the rose garden. She can hear the faint sound of footsteps from behind her for a second before they disappear. She strains to hear them again and can a moment later

(Someone is sneaking around…I sure am sick of this. You’d think they would have learned already…)

-She stops, pulling out her pocket knife

Sayo: I can hear you. Come out already. 

-Kou and Yuma step out

Kou: Aw…Guess we were caught. 

Yuma: Why the hell do you have your knife out…?

Sayo: Kou? Yuma? What are you two doing here?! 

Kou: We came to see you, of course! How mean, Sayo-chan…Were you really going to attack us with that knife?

Sayo: I’m used to the brothers sneaking around like that to attack me. Ayato and Laito especially. There’s no way I would have guessed it would be you two. More importantly, you shouldn’t be here! If any of them find out, they will most definitely try something. 

Yuma: I ain’t scared of them. 

Kou: That’s why we both came instead of just me, you know? 

Sayo: You’re still way outnumbered! Now hurry up and come with me before anyone sees you. 

-Sayo puts her knife away before grabbing their arms. She drags them away from the mansion. She doesn’t stop until they are safely a ways away from the grounds

Sayo: I can’t believe you would show up like this…just to see me? 

Kou: Fufu…I felt like seeing you, so I came. 

Yuma: I came along to make sure he didn’t do anything stupid. 

Sayo: That was rather reckless of you both…

Kou: Aw…Are you not happy to see us, Sayo-chan? 

Sayo: I didn’t say that…It’s just, something might have happened to the two of you if you got caught by the brothers…

Kou: I know that’s what you meant. I just wanted to tease you a bit~

Sayo: Why you…

Yuma: Well, since we’re out now, let’s do something. Or should we go back to our place? 

Kou: Let’s do something! Sayo-chan doesn’t get out a lot! 

Sayo: What would you guys like to do…? I don’t have any money on me. And I don’t want you to have to pay for me again, Kou…

Kou: I don’t mind paying for you~ You paid me back with your gift and those sweets you made. 

-Sayo smiles

Sayo: There’s not much I can do, so I’m glad you see it that way…

Yuma: This idiot is better off spendin’ his money on you than anything else. You like sweets, right? Let’s go get something sweet. 

Kou: Yuma is big on sweets too! I mean, he carries around a jar of sugar cubes. 

Yuma: Are you hating on Sugar-chan?! Aahn?!

Kou: No! I was just telling her. You can’t get mad if it’s the truth! 

Sayo: Fufu…If you like sweet things, is there any particular place you like to go, Yuma? 

Yuma: …Yeah, I guess there’s one or two. You wanna go? 

Sayo: Sure. Like Kou said, I don’t go out very often. I’m interested in seeing. 

Yuma: Let’s go then.

-Sayo follows them to a bakery

Kou: Order whatever you want, Sayo-chan!

Sayo: Are you really sure…?

Kou: Of course. If you don’t pick, I’ll just pick something out for you. 

Yuma: Kou is used to getting his way. It’ll be better to just go along with what he wants. 

Sayo: Duly noted…

-The three order before finding a table to eat

Yuma: So were those guys pretty mad that you were with us the other day? 

Sayo: Pretty much. I got a long lecture from Reiji because of it. But I told them that we’re friends now and I’m not going to stop seeing you. They aren’t happy but they can’t control me. 

Yuma: And here we thought you were livestock with no free will…How the hell have you managed to stop them from controlling you? 

Sayo: I don’t really know what you’re imagining…but I avoid them a lot and fight against them when they try to take my blood or do anything controlling. I don’t think it’s anything all that special…just what any normal person would do in this situation. 

Yuma: We thought you were livestock because a normal person would have given in by now. 

-Sayo shrugs

Sayo: We butted heads a lot in the beginning. They wanted to kill me for it, but their father won’t let them. We had to learn to get along after that.

My relationship with Reiji and Subaru isn’t bad. We can spend time together and it’s fine. Kanato is a little psychotic so I avoid him when possible. Shu does his own thing so we don’t talk much. Laito is…Laito. Ayato is okay. He has his moments but I don’t hate him.

But I keep a wall up to stop them from getting too close. No point in that when I’m planning on escaping in the first place. I know they wish I would have a better attitude about living there and getting closer to them since I’m supposed to marry one of them eventually, but I have no interest in it. 

Yuma: A part of me wondered why they were goin’ so far to protect one girl…that you must have them wrapped pretty tight around your finger for them to want to. But now I guess I kinda get it. 

Kou: Right? You’re making it hard for them to have you so they want you even more. It’s that sort of thing, right?

Sayo: I don’t know about that…I think it’s more about being territorial. 

Yuma: But if they didn’t care, they wouldn’t go this far. They would have let us take you already. 

(I can’t come up with an argument…Subaru specifically told me to stay when this first began, even though I don’t give them much blood. If all they wanted was someone to give them blood all the time…would they have cut their losses and found someone else? ….I don’t like the thought that I might be special to them in some way.)

Kou: See? You can’t disagree.

Sayo: Haah…Maybe so, but still. There’s no way I’m special to them. 

Kou: You aren’t or you don’t want to be?

Sayo: ….

Monologue

We spent some more time at the bakery after I changed the subject.  I didn’t want to speculate over that anymore. If I was going to spend time with them, it was best not to spend it thinking about the Sakamakis.  They saw my point, and the rest of our time together was enjoyable.  When I got back to the mansion, I bumped into Reiji as I was heading up to my room. 

Reiji: Sayo. A moment, please. 

(Crap…Did someone see Kou and Yuma after all…?)

Sayo: Good evening, Reiji. Do you need me for something? 

Reiji: It has been some time since we have played a game of chess together. I would like to challenge you. 

(Chess…? That’s not what I expected. It has been a while, now that I think about it. He taught me shortly after I moved here because he was sick of how his brothers played. After a few games, I was able to get the hang of it and he said I was actually an alright partner. I’ve gotten a lot better since then so he enjoys playing with me. Guess a game could be fun.)

Sayo: Sure, let’s play. 

Reiji: Come along then. 

-She follows him to his room. The chess board is already set up

Reiji: I shall let you go first. 

Sayo: Oh? You’re being generous. I’ll take you up on that offer.

Reiji: Will the Goddess of Victory shine upon you today, Sayo? You lost five out of seven rounds the last time we played. Your frustrated expression isn’t bad to watch, so it’s a perfect way to kill time.

Sayo: Teasing me, I see…

Reiji: I’m simply telling the truth. 

-Sayo grins cheekily

Sayo: Well, it isn’t bad to watch your focused expressions when you have to counter my good moves. 

Reiji: Fufu…Oh? I did not realize you watch me so intently. 

Sayo: Likewise.

Reiji: Well, don’t let me distract you too much. You won’t be able to win the game.

Sayo: Fufu…You wish you could distract me that much. 

Reiji: Be careful. Some might take your words as a challenge. 

Sayo: It’s a good thing you’re serious about chess then, isn’t it?

Reiji: If we play enough, I might just decide to take distracting you while still trying to win as a personal challenge. 

Sayo: We’ll see about that.

*Timeskip*

Reiji: Checkmate.

Sayo: Damn…I thought I had you for sure….

Reiji: Fufu…it was a close game, I will give you that. You did not disappoint.

Sayo: I take that as high praise coming from you. 

Reiji: Sayo…There’s something I want to discuss with you. You’ve returned home with the scent of those other vampires clinging to you. 

(So he has known this whole time….)

Sayo: I see….This game was just a ruse to lecture me? 

Reiji: I did want to play against you. That is why I have saved it until the end. But, how about I make you a deal? If we play again and you win, I will spare you the lecture. 

Sayo: Oh? 

-Sayo grins, a determined look on her face

Sayo: Well then, game on, Reiji. 

Reiji: I will go first this time.

*Timeskip*

Sayo: And that’s checkmate.

Reiji: Fufu…So you have won after all. That is too bad. I had hoped to punish you after my lecture. 

Sayo: I was not about to let that happen…

Reiji: Well? We have only played two rounds. Shall we play again? I have plenty of spare time. 

Sayo: Fine by me. I’ll be sure to beat you again. 

Reiji: Fufu…We shall see about that.

-To be continued-

[aeoki]

White Brim - Epilogue 1

Location: Villa Characters: Touri, Tsukasa, Eichi & Hiyori

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ< The next day. At the wrap-up party for “Clam Digging”. >

Touri: T–That was way too cruel. I can’t believe you, Eichi-sama.

Eichi: Ahahaha ☆

Hiyori: Why are you laughing, you rotten demon.

Eichi: Ow! No violence! The “Clam Digging” game is over now, Hiyori-kun – you’ll be punished by the law if you keep attacking me!

Hiyori: Oh, shut up. Touri-kun~ You’ve found out what Eichi-kun is really like now, right? Why don’t you leave him and come to me instead?

Touri: I–I can’t do that… I have my own home.

Besides, ehehe, you might think I'm weird but I’m actually happy.

Eichi-sama was serious when he fought me.

Eichi: That surprised you, didn’t it? The strategy was as so: First, I pretend to be dead and you close in on me, shocked.

In a panicked state, you’ll have your guard lowered.

You shouldn’t have needed to be wary of Anzu-chan, so she’ll move in from behind and shoot you.

Touri: Anzu had me fooled too~! You’re all horrible! I can't trust anyone now~!

Hiyori: Ahaha. I was tricked as well. We thought Anzu-chan was a “prey (fish)” because she didn’t have any weapons on her.

But just like how I had a weapon as a “prey (fish)”, anything can happen, huh.

Eichi: That’s right – you can just throw away your weapon. Since that’s the only way to tell between the two roles.

Touri: Uuu! I should’ve been more cautious when Anzu said she dropped everything! That wouldn’t be possible!

Eichi: Yeah. The torches were a lifeline one needed to walk around the “Clam Digging” venue.

Anzu-chan said she dropped that but to still be able to walk around just fine…

Is not only because she was brave, but because she wasn’t in a position to have others after her. She was just a “hunter (fisherman)” – not the “king”.

After all, playing the game was just like taking a walk in the dark for those people. It may not have been very easy to walk around, but there wouldn’t be any reason to do so while being scared.

Touri: Uuu! You tricked me! Anzu seems like the type of person to accidentally drop things and still be fine!

Besides, I really thought Anzu wouldn’t trick me~!

Eichi: Don’t blame her. I asked her to pretend and trick you two because I figured she’d be able to pull it off.

All in order to win the “Clam Digging” game.

Tsukasa: Just so you know, Tenshouin Onii-sama also asked me to act. Just how thoroughly did he prepare everything, I wonder?

Hiyori: I see! I didn’t notice that! Looks like I was tricked too!

Tsukasa: Hehe. Actually, I was the real “king”.

So even if your plan worked, it wouldn’t end in your victory.

After all, touching Tenshouin Onii-sama’s body would result in nothing.

Eichi: That’s right. You two assumed I was the “king” and thought you would win when you touched me. 

You’ll let your guard down and the real “king” – Tsukasa-kun – will shoot you all down. That was the plan. It’s natural to have two or three back-up plans, no?

Hiyori: Too much scheming will be the schemer’s downfall. You’re exactly like Ibara.

Eichi: We’re fishermen – we won’t drown.

Just kidding. In reality, it was quite a dangerous bridge we crossed. Tsukasa-kun was the “king” but he wanted to settle the score with Touri-kun personally.

But the “king” is the vital point for us “hunters (fishermen)”. He’d only be bringing us trouble if he moved recklessly, so I had a lot of difficulty trying to persuade him.

I also didn’t want you two finding out about our true intentions, so I could only speak to him in vague terms.

I couldn’t let you find out that Tsukasa-kun was the real “king” no matter what.

But in the end, it resulted in our victory. I’m not used to walking on such thin ice.

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[m1ckeyb3rry]

I’m speed typing this so I can go read that one shot ASAP SHSHSHSHSH I saw your post about the word count LAMOAOA hoping this doesn’t come at any (or any big) cost to you but I kinda live for when your word count goes way beyond expectations HAHAHA like that’s how I know Mira is cooking a five star meal…..

Bro Rika’s page threw me for a loop like wdym implied murder of her parents??? And all this other interesting info…

FR!! It’s honestly hard to find any constructive criticism for any big series because all the discourse is drowned out by hate train bandwagon hoppers etc

Wait yeah you’re so right because why do I have to wait for an interview to understand what’s happening?? So frustrating especially since those not in Japan don’t have easy access to interviews usually either…also the fact that it took them SO LONG to confirm it’s been like three years??

And ugh in the same boat :(( It’s so popular that whenever a chapter comes out it floods all my feeds but I’m def not actively looking for chapter links…

OO I SEE WHAT YOU MEAN!! I think it’s because as you said Rin’s so invested in soccer right now as his motivation and goal in life but sae has kinda already figured out his role in soccer ish..? Like how he now knows he’s trying to be midfielder but also maybe something about him already having secured a role in a club outside and has a career makes it feel a bit different…

Ugh TABIEITA COMEBACK WHENNN (speaking of did you see the newest panels?? There was like one Karasu one but he looks good LMAO) and I MISS THE SMIRK where’s my cheeky dude….s2 please hurry…

And OUU TRUE!! I completely forgot about the order thing?? I was always a little confused like was it really one by one and how long did they have to wait for the next person to go in??

Glad you’re feeling better!!! Honestly yeah allergy meds are so debilitating sometimes like if I know I need to be awake or have something scheduled it’s like…lemme take half a dosage because I need to be AWAKE LMAO

OK GOODBYE OFF TO READING WILL BE BACK WITH COMMENTARY!!!!

-Karasu anon

AHHH i’m just a chronic rambler so i always end up writing way more than i plan to but no it’s not at any cost to me!! it actually makes me happy to see smth i’ve written getting to be a high word count hehe. the only ‘cost’ ig would be that it takes a bit longer before i can post but as long as you all are willing to wait i don’t mind writing lots (plus then i feel less bad about randomly disappearing and taking writing breaks because i’ve left a lot to be enjoyed LMAO)

SO MUCH STUFF AND NONE OF IT WAS ELABORATED ON!! and yeah even legit criticism or analysis gets put down as hate and people jump on people who do that when they’re just examining the story with a constructive lens. i agree that interviews absolutely should not be how you convey key info!! especially because they’re SO unreliable and so easy to twist. like people will make up a headcanon and say that the author said it in an interview and it’ll become so popular that everyone accepts it as fact even though there’s no source for it and it literally never happened?? i can’t think of specific examples but i know this happened a LOTT with the attack on titan fandom back in the day and i’m sure it happens w jjk as well.

YES I AGREE sae has like established himself almost?? he’s not striving for anything anymore and he’s been recognized by some of the best strikers in the world (ex luna from the world 5) + he’s a ng11 so it just feels to me like he’s kinda relaxing?? he has the time to think about other things just not the motivation/will, but it’s easier to write him gaining an interest in someone than justifying rin giving up on the pursuit of his goal for another person. i also really like to write love interests that are down BAD (or end up being so anyways) which would make sense w sae being lonely in a foreign country more than rin who would prioritize soccer over everything (as he did in cherry tree when he told y/n to come back to him after the world cup or smth like that iirc)

I DID SEE KARASU!! one thing abt pxg vs bm he’s been having a panel or two per chapter which has been rlly nice. we got to see his smirky little icon at least?? i miss tabieita being together and karasu being a jackass though…forever heartbroken that nagireo got to be the headliners or a team instead of tabieita…MISSED OPPORTUNITY 😭💔

i think it was probably not one at a time — there were probs multiple fields, but i doubt they had 300 that they could use so everyone could go at once!! they probably had like 10 (arbitrary number) and as people were finishing other people would enter, so someone like kiyora might’ve just entered in an earlier round than karasu, who probably waited a bit to feel out the situation or smth. shidou was probably too busy being up to random nonsense to go early which is why he was like 111 despite being bllk’s number 2 😭

I’M EXCITED TO READ THE COMMENTARY HEHE LET ME RESPOND TO THAT RN 🫡

[primusfortuna]

Scar ⟡ Beginning of a Bond (05)

[01] [02] [03] [04] [XX] [06] [07]

“First Promise”

Decked out in glitzy decorations, a town in Fairberg is bustling with well-dressed passersby.

Scar: It’s like the whole town is sparkling~!

Emma: Events held in the Land of Toys really are nothing short of amazing. I’m having fun just by walking around.

Emma: And to top it off… It’s incredible that they asked you to be on fireworks duty for this huge event, Daste.

Daste: I don’t know if it’s that cool… But I’m gonna show you somethin’ you’ll never forget.

All of a sudden, I start to hear the voices of children passing by us.

Little Girl: Hey, did you know there’s gonna be a fireworks show tonight? They said it’ll be super duper pretty!

Little Boy: Woah, really? I can’t wait to see it!

Emma: Hehe… Even those kids sound excited. You’ve got a lot of people to impress out here, huh?

Daste: Heh! I’ll shoot off a show that’ll make those brats’ knees buckle right under ‘em.

Daste looks back at the frolicking children, but his expression isn’t spiteful.

Scar’s gaze lingers on them as well before he suddenly turns his head to me.

Scar: Hey, hey, Emma-san? What are “fireworks”?

Scar: Those children said they’re “super duper pretty”. Even prettier than a soul?

Emma: I wouldn’t know that for sure…

Emma: But let me see if I can explain. They make a really loud noise, and then they light up!

Scar: Hmm…?

Daste: …Oi, Scar. You’ve never seen fireworks before?

Scar: Nope! They’re nowhere in my memory from when I was a fairy, either. It’s the first time I’m hearing about them. Do you like fireworks, Daste?

Daste: Yeah? Fireworks are the best thing in the world. They’re huge, glittering flowers¹ that bloom in the sky with a boom!.

Daste: Rainbows of color all come together, 

All kinds of colors blend together, and they change shape one after the next. It’s the best invention humans ever made, right next to alcohol.

Daste: You know how Emma said she doesn’t know if they’re prettier than souls?

Daste: Let me tell you right now: fireworks are absolutely more beautiful, there’s no question about it.

Scar’s face lights up as he listens to Daste’s words.

Scar: …Really? They’re that beautiful? Then I want to see them too!!

Emma: ……

From the eager expression on his face, it’s clear he wants to see the fireworks show.

But if I’m being honest… I think it might be a little dangerous.

Emma: (I’ve never seen Scar show so much interest in something aside from soul-searching before, so… I really do want to let him see it.)

Emma: (But there will be a crowd of people around us during the show, and Daste will be preoccupied with his work…)

Emma: (If Scar decides to open up someone, then…)

Emma: (No, it’s not like he’ll have any way to. I can just order him not to hurt anyone.)

Scar: …?

It might cause Scar to suffer if I forcibly take away his greatest ambition.

But of course I’d have to choose that rather than risk someone getting hurt.

Scar: Emma-san? What’s wrong?

Daste: …She’s probably worrying about somethin’ silly.

Daste: I’d like Scar to see the fireworks. But what if he attacks someone sayin’ he wants to open them up…

Daste: And even though I want to order him not to do anything, I also don’t want to dismiss his own free will.

Daste: Somethin’ like that, right?

Emma: Huh…!? H-How could you tell…?

Daste: Ha. It’s ‘cause you’re so cliché.

Now that my thoughts have been divulged, I look at Scar.

Emma: I know Daste just said this, but… um, Scar, I don’t want to have to order you.

Emma: We all have our own wills, just like the other dark fairies.

Scar: ……

Emma: I genuinely don’t want to take that from you. But I’m not compromising on the safety of others either.

Emma: So… I want you to promise me.

Scar: Promise?

Emma: While you’re out of your key, you won’t hurt the people around you, no matter what. Can you promise me that?

Scar: Whaaat~!? Why can’t I open anyone?

Emma: Other people are excited to see the fireworks, just like you are.

Emma: They wouldn’t be able to see them if you opened them up…

Emma: Imagine you were right about to find a soul, but then suddenly someone stopped you. You wouldn’t like that, right?

Scar: …!! Not at all!!

Daste: Things could hit the fan really fast using what-if scenarios like that… But, you’re spot-on.

Scar: It’s bad to open anyone… Mm… mrgh…!!

Scar spends a few seconds scowling to himself, thinking this over.

And finally, he resolutely nods his head.

Scar: Okay, I will! I promise.

Afterwards, we wait for the launcher to be ready while helping Daste with his work.

Daste: Alright, it’s about done.

Emma: Nice work! We’re excited for the show, right, Scar?

I take a subconscious glance beside me, but—

Emma: Huh? What…? Scar!?

He was standing right next to me a second ago. But in the blink of an eye, now he’s gone.

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TL notes: 1 - The Japanese word for "fireworks" is hanabi (花火), which literally translates to "fire flowers." The flower metaphor Daste uses is supposed to help explain the meaning of the word.

[bluewillowedart]

your magical girl au is so silly /vpos. that time frame where toya had yet to join but akito has sounds so goofy.. he really just has the Some Guy vibes (with the same powers as the other two but). i would love to hear your ideas so far on how he gets himself into that without toya because 99% of the time in canon he gets himself into weird shit because toya said "please 🥺" LMAO. also do you have any ideas about how other prsk characters would play into this (especially tsukasa, rui, and the vivids)? also also any specific scenes in your brain?

hehe thank you anon :)

and yeah YEAH the interval isnt too large but it gives that time for akito to have more one on one interactions with emu and nene and its so silly :]

ill nestle everything else under the cut bc im going to ramble again wagh

TBH that piece where touya can easily sway akito as such made me consider it to be more logical for it to be the other way around where akito is last to join initially but i chose this order for the sake of the fun dynamics LOL

emu kept asking and begging akito to team up with her and nene (as nene just sat there and watched this all occur) until he reluctantly accepted. giving them one chance and all. hes very strong and emu believes hes more than worthy for the role despite his own personal opinion. when touya eventually joins tho he finally confidently accepts working as a team bc touya gave him the pleading face. and you Know akito cannot turn that down or smth. yeah <3

tbh the team dynamic as fun as it is, it doesnt start out as cohesive as one would hope bc theres so much clash and it takes them time to be able to obtain that synergy (i want them to build up to having a badass unity attack to wrap that little arc hehe).

the idea of them having the double life between performances and saving the god damn city is chaotic but thats how it is being a magical girl!!

i havent given too much thought abt tsukasa, rui, an, and kohanes role in this au but im debating between letting them be normal surpporting roles OR they get to be the silly ""rival"" team to aktyemnn bc that would already be such a fun dynamic between those four,... and adding in the usual meta of not recognizing their mg counterparts would make this even funnier LMAO

actually wait.. this is really fun i like this... i want rui to have a giant bazooka as his weapon of choice, it makes sense in my heart. and then tsukasa would have a pegasus partner. kohane a hamster partner. ohhhbh i am letting my train of thought dictate my answer here as. you can see.

i wish i could draw bc i would have loveed to include little doodles to accompany my thoughts here bc the visuals would help better emphasize my points haha,,, but when i can. i DEFINATELY want to doodle for this au again,, i miss it so dearly since i got so busy with school..

[its-me-im-coraline]

Consequenses // Thomas Raggi

words // 1590

warnings // smut ahead hehe and not even a full smut, just a snippet honestly

pairing // Thomas Raggi x F!Reader

author's note // if you want to be on the tag list let me know. ok please let me know on the taglist link if you have asked me to tag you and i havent right now... I lost some of the user names so yeah im so sorry 🥺

request // yes

summary // Reader has been breaking Thomas’ rules by teasing him for days. Thomas eventually is fed up and shows Reader what happens when you disobey.

tag list: @bieberhoodforever @tabi-toast @ginny-lily @moriro-da-regina @the-killer-queenie @makapaka11 @bidet-and-legolas @atremendousstrawberrycollection @otaculo @selenophiliaxx

Music, throbbing lights and booze was the way Thomas and his partner decided to spend his weekend off. An average gathering made to feel like a party amongst the closest friends of the band and everyone’s partners. Of course the guitarist couldn’t resist bringing his lover along. He had not seen her in a while, traveling around and working on new music had made the relationship hard for the two of them, things only becoming harder when they started being unsatisfied with their more intimate relationship. The longing did not help much, instead it brought anger and anxiety, both resulting in ruining both of their moods.

The suggestion came from Y/N in the afternoon after Thomas took a break. They were sitting on the couch watching some tv show neither cared for, slowly trying to relax and potentially do more than sitting on the couch. The thought had occurred a few days ago, while the man was still not there, when his lover was maybe watching a bit of an erotic movie. “Maybe we should… switch,” was all she said. No explanation, no details, nothing.

Not much convincing was needed so here they were. Y/N being dominant was finding it a little hard to just sit there and listen. Thus the dom turned into a brat, choosing to tease the man during their first night together.

It was rather simple to get Thomas all riled up this fine night. They happened to have a small fight before the party (a disagreement over minimal things truly) so they were both in a very tense mood while at the party. Thomas was on the one side of the yard, talking with some of his friends, while Y/N was on the other, revealing clothing and lingerie (with certain movements it was visible to the man - and anyone else that paid attention, but not many did). The man was unable to take his eyes off his partner. See, she knew that the result would be pretty good.

“Keep this up and the result will not be very nice for you, amore,” he whispered in her ear when he finally approached her. His hand right above her ass, face too close for comfort.

“I am not sure I want to stop,” said Y/N, an evil smirk decorating her face. Her hips moved side to side, making sure the man could see. Back on her plotting she was.

At first things went smoothly: a bit of seductive dancing, a bit of drinking… The casual. But soon that would change as well. Ethan was sitting on a pool chair, joking about Y/N’s dancing, having a playful back and forth with each other until Y/N sat on his lap. It was nothing unusual for the two, it had happened plenty of times before, but both Thomas and her knew that this time was different.

By now Thomas is fuming. If he was in a cartoon his face would have gone comically red, smoke coming out his face in an exaggerated way. The cigarette and drink in his hand did little to help restrain him. For that, he downed the rest of his drink in an instant, smashing his cigarette on an ashtray and moving to his friends and partner. “Sorry to cut your fun short,” he smiled, trying to keep it together, “but me and Y/N need to go. Honestly, I’m feeling very tired,” he finished, taking Y/N’s hand in his and pulling her up and towards him.

Their friends did not say much, but rather voiced their goodbyes allowing the pair to leave the party.

Getting in the car was now the easy task, but one of them was dreading it. She knew that this would be so fun, but she was undeniably afraid of what could potentially happen that night. “What do you think you have been doing, dolcezza?” He all but growled, roughly turning her face towards his with his hand.

“Me? Nothing. I was just trying to have fun with my friends.” Oh, the innocent act. If Thomas wasn’t hot and bothered (more of the later) already, he certainly was now.

“I don't think so, baby. I think you have been very very naughty. I think you need a punishment.” His tone was playful but his eyes told a different story. Y/N was in for a long night, and they were still in the car. Thomas’ hands had already begun to travel all around his lover, faces dangerously close. And like that the vigorous kissing started.

“You shouldn't have acted like that tonight, amore,” he commented before he started driving back to their shared apartment. The ride was quiet but the tension and anticipation was loud as hell.

Patience was out the window the moment Y/N opened the door to their home. Thomas pushed her to the wall, attacking her neck with kisses. “I warned you enough times, my love, now it’s time for actions,” he commented, hand slowly traveling up to her neck, lightly squeezing, blocking the blood flow lightly making her lightheaded but so much more desperate for him. “Turn around and put your hands on the wall - just like that, good girl! Now, ass perked up.”

She was very well aware of what was about to happen and saying that she did not want it would be a lie. She was rather used to serving spankings to the man whenever he disrespected her - rather lenient - rules, taking such an adrenaline rush every time, but oh did she get a rush now, too. Thomas was getting more and more confident by the minute, Y/N getting rather aroused from it.

Thus she obeyed his demands, pushing her ass back, all there for him to do what he wanted. Thomas quickly got to work moving up her tiny little skirt to have her exposed to his will. Her ass looked amazing in that white lace thong she wore, making the man undeniably hard. “You know what you’re doing, don’t you? You planned for this to happen-” slap, “you knew I would not be able to hold back, didn’t you, puppy?” slap. “Answer me!”

“Yes, daddy,” Y/N responded very timidly, slightly flinching every time he struck her cheeks.

“Good, good. Now count for me, and you will thank me for each slap.”

“One. Thank you, daddy,” she began with his rhythm getting quicker and his force bigger by each slap of his palm. They reached around twenty five before Thomas decided on his next move. He said nothing but roughly turned Y/N around, pulling her towards their shared bedroom, lightly. After closing the door behind him - more out of habit than any actual practical reason- he pushed her to the bed, legs automatically falling open as he stared with lust in his eyes.

“Just sit there and do nothing,” he ordered, “no touching, or there will be consequences.” He did not go far after that, he only undressed and picked up the condoms and the lube, just making sure that she was entirely ready (not that he truly needed it at the moment - just a safety precaution) and knelt in front of his lover.

“Mhm,” he moaned, “you are looking delicious, but I’m not sure you can handle it. Maybe we should do this anoth-”

“No, no! Please, I can handle it! I can handle anything! Please, please!” she exclaimed, or more so whined, making Thomas smirk like a cheshire cat and proceeding with his actions.

“Anything, you say? Hm, we’ll see about that.” Oh boy was she about to regret those words.

His tongue started to tease her immediately as he finished his sentence. It was small short licks and little pecks on her clit, featherly but was agonizing in this case. The pace was slow, timid, really, all in an attempt to show his love in the most painful way possible. Her eyes were shut tightly, mouth hung open releasing heavenly (or rather sinful) noises - a pleasing confirmation of Thomas’ plan working perfectly. Y/N’s back was arched up as her head hung behind, chest bouncing in the attempt to gain more pleasure by Thomas.

“Thommy, please,” she whined, earning a slap on her thigh.

“You are being ungrateful, amore. I shouldn’t be giving you any pleasure at all. You’ll take what you can.” The lack of contact for the few seconds he spoke was enough to cause another fit of whines, but his breath on her heat made far worse ‘damage’.

He wasted no time moving up and away from his disheveled lover, moving to the dresser. Y/N simply sat there, mouth falling open, but this time due to confusion. It was clear that frustration had already started to pick up. Thomas on the other hand was enjoying the situation fully, finding it rather entertaining how he could make her melt so easily.

“Thommy. Come back,” she uttered in her usual dominating tone. Nothing. “Thomas, come back here-”

“What did you just say to me, puppy?” If he was pissed before, now he was livid, and it was clear as day. If this were some weird cartoon his eyes would’ve glowed red - a thought that did not help Y/N’s pleasurable fear. His hand had swiftly reached Y/N’s neck, not tightening up, yet making his stance threatening. “I think you have forgotten how things are going on around here, my love. You are not on the lead right now. I am. And you will pay for that.”

[still-astray]

ok so I have a request for Sophie! :) so basically it’s like Sophie gets injured during the maniac tour and the members reaction of the maknae getting hurt. I would say the injury could be a fracture in her ankle which takes six weeks to heal so she wears a medical boot and has to wear crutches. You don’t have to do this if u don’t want to! <3

a/n: no worries! i found this fun to write even though it did get a little angsty 🥲 thank you @mynameisnotlaura for the request! i wasn’t sure whether you wanted a scenario reaction or a bullet points reaction so i went ahead and did both <3 hope you enjoy!

taglist: @fromfreesia @skz-angel @skzfairies

•🧚🏻‍♀️•

Chicago Med

the Chicago performance goes a little haywire.

genre: slight angst, comfort

word count: 2.4k

bulletpoint word count: 715 words

total word count: 3.1k

warnings: mention of injury, brief mention of needles, hospitals, very brief swearing

•part one•

“Shit.” The word dropped from Sophie’s lips before she realized what she was saying, and she clapped her hands over her mouth, hoping nobody heard.

Hyunjin glanced her way, looking a bit surprised. “Wait, what’d you say?”

“Uhhh…. ship!” Sophie exclaimed, perhaps a little too innocently. “I uhh… I ship Minsung!” she said in a burst of inspiration, seeing Minho and Jisung both looking at something on Minho’s phone.

Minho looked up at her words, eyebrows hitting his hairline. “Wait, what?!”

Jisung chuckled. “You’re forgetting that she’s a massive STAY at heart.”

Sophie felt her ears burning with embarrassment, considering that she’d never actually shipped any of the members, but kept up the act because she knew she wasn’t supposed to swear. “Uh, yeah,” She tried to laugh it off. “Still adjusting to being a member… hehe.” What the flip am I saying… I sound so awkward. And I really sound like I’m trying to cover something up…

Hyunjin didn’t look too convinced, but he let it slide for a couple of moments before moving seats to sit by Sophie. “Okay, Bubble, we both know what you actually said, so why’d you say it?” His tone wasn’t condemning in the least, it came off more like a genuine curiosity, much to Sophie’s relief.

“These shoes.” Sophie motioned to the tall boots she was supposed to wear. “I really don’t know how safe they are for dancing.” All the stories and videos she’d seen about idols getting hurt onstage because of their outfits or props were tumbling through her mind, needless to say she was frightened that she might end up the subject of one of those stories or videos.

Hyunjin picked up one of the boots and examined it. “At least it’s a wide sole,” he commented, “you don’t have to worry about heels. I do wonder why they made you wear something stiff like this though.”

“Is there any way to-“ Sophie began, but was cut off by a staff member announcing that it was time to get microphones set up and get backstage.

“Nevermind,” she muttered disappointedly as she followed her members from the dressing room and through the halls.

•🧚🏻‍♀️•

Chan was already waiting backstage for them. “Okay, they for some reason tasked me with handing out mikes, which is fine,” he said, quickly passing each member their mic. “And you guys all know the order of the songs?”

Eight yes’s chorused back, almost in perfect unison.

“Okay, so we’re on in five, starting with Maniac.”

The cheers of the crowd reached a Sophie’s ears, and she felt a thrill laced with nerves run through her stomach. The pre-performance anticipation still liked to attack her just as hard as it had her first concert, but with experience and help from the boys she was learning how to channel it in order to stay energetic onstage.

“Five… four… three…” She heard Chan counting down under his breath, and the butterflies kicked it up a notch, leaning almost towards the feeling of electric shocks. “…two…”

Taking a deep breath, Sophie made sure she was in the right place in their line, and adjusted her white crop top to fall a bit lower on her stomach.

“…one.”

<timeskip>

Easy was one of those songs that Sophie had never found easy to perform. It made her want to perform a dance not unlike what one might improvise to the music of a snake charmer instead of the set choreography.

Unfortunately, Chan’s decree that she wouldn’t be doing any sexy dances in public until she was a certain age and maturity applied to concerts more than anything.

Tonight she was actually doing a really good job with keeping the correct feel for the dance, judging by Minho’s discreet thumbs-up a moment ago, and that spurred Sophie to try even harder to maintain the right aura.

Until, that is, the toe of her boot caught on itself and twisted, sending her crashing to the stage.

“Sophie!” shouted Jisung, rushing over immediately with no concern for finishing the song. As soon as they realized what happened, the rest of the members followed, ignoring the ending notes of Easy.

“Sophie,” Chan said worriedly, picking up her upper half and supporting her. “I can tell you’re hurt, but where?”

“Ankle,” breathed Sophie, holding back tears of pain so she wouldn’t worry STAYs any more than she already was. Hyunjin and Changbin were already taking off the cumbersome boot to let the affected ankle swell if need be, while Jeongin rushed backstage for the doctor.

“Hey, Bubble,” Chan said gently, “they’ll probably want you backstage for a few minutes while they check your ankle, so why don’t we head back there?”

Sophie nodded, and Chan picked her up in a princess carry, turning her to face the audience before they left. “Wave to STAY,” he whispered in her ear, and Sophie did, sending the fans as much of a smile as she could muster. The crowd, which had gone mostly silent when she’d fallen, began to call out her name. “Sophie, fighting!!”

Once backstage, Chan’s professional mask completely vanished and he went full dad mode. “God, are you okay?!” he asked, laying her down on the nearest couch and kneeling on the floor next to her. “Pain on a scale of one to ten? You’re not going to faint, right?”

His frantic questions made Sophie giggle through her tears. “I didn’t hit my head, don’t worry! It’s just my ankle.”

Chan relaxed, but that didn’t help Sophie much because Jisung was the next one to frantically race over. “What exactly just happened?!”

“It’s these stupid boots,” Sophie said, lifting her uninjured foot for emphasis. “I noticed right before stage time that they’d be easy to trip on, but didn’t have time to say anything.”

Jeongin came running over right then with the doctor, who quickly examined Sophie’s ankle. “It seems to be a minor fracture,” he told the group, “but I want her to go the hospital to make sure, and to get it taken care of.”

“What about the show?” Sophie asked, not liking this idea at all. “STAY will be so disappointed if members are missing for the rest of the night.”

“Does she have to go right away?” Chan asked, realizing what Sophie was getting at even if the girl hadn’t said it aloud.

The doctor hesitated. “It would be best, but if she doesn’t use that foot at all, I suppose she could finish the show.”

“Oh, thank you!!” Sophie gave the doctor an impulsive hug, ecstatic that she would finish the show.

After wrapping Sophie’s ankle, the doctor gave her some pain medication to take with a water bottle and left the members to themselves.

Well, members minus two.

“Where’s Hyunjin and Minho?” Sophie asked after swallowing the two pills and drinking some extra water.

“Trying to convince STAY not to worry,” explained Changbin, who had been the last to arrive. “They seem to think you’re in dire danger of death.”

Sophie laughed in spite of the situation. “Now I really want to go make sure they know I’m okay,” she said, setting aside her water bottle.

Chan chuckled at her eagerness. “I’d love to let you, but you have to get your makeup fixed first.”

Sophie pouted just the tiniest bit. “I hope they do it quickly.”

•🧚🏻‍♀️•

A few minutes later, makeup fixed and ankle wrapped, Sophie re-entered the stage, transported princess style by Chan. The fans’ cheering grew even louder at her entrance, and it took several moments before she could say what she’d planned while getting her makeup fixed.

“STAY, I just wanted to let you know that I’m okay,” she said into the mic, feeling a little bit shy at hearing her voice filling the venue. “I’m so thankful for you guys and that you care about me to worry when I fell, but please don’t worry anymore because I’ll heal in time, and then I’ll be back to normal!” She smiled and gave a heart, then continued, “I’ll be finishing the show with vocals only, but I’ll do my best for you, STAY, and I hope that you guys have a lot of fun here tonight!”

The crowd’s cheering carried into the next song, which started out with Jisung’s iconic on-key scream. “AAAAAAH! 2020, we gonna get ‘em! Stray Kids in the building, we gonna go all in. Just do whatever we want! Holler at y’all, ey! Let’s go!!”

Felix jumped right into his rap, followed by Changbin, Hyunjin, and Chan. Seungmin and Jeongin kept it going with the pre-chorus, and then it was Sophie’s favorite part.

Which also happened to be her part when it came to concerts.

“Stop no kensaku kekka ga arimasen.”

“What?!” hollered Jisung, and the whole group shouted, “ALL IN!!”

Even though she was sitting on a stool, unable to dance, Sophie was smiling wide as she performed with her group, STAY’s cheers filling her ears and her heart. Goin’ all in, gonna make it count. Won’t look back, gonna set my eyes, cause there ain’t no practice runs in life. The lines from the Tobymac song ran briefly through her head, and she had to inwardly laugh at the timing. Even in the midst of a concert, her brain could still find time to bring that up.

•part two•

“WHAT HAPPENED??” Hyunjin demanded the moment Stray Kids was backstage once more. “I’m out there telling STAYs you’re fine and not to worry, but I didn’t know what was going on!”

“It’s just a fracture,” Sophie told him, chugging her water bottle.

“The doctor said he wants her checked out at the hospital,” clarified Chan, “but he didn’t make it out to be some horrible thing.”

Felix came over and hugged Sophie, sitting on the couch by her to make it easier. “You did so amazing when it happened, Sunflower,” he told her in English. “For a minute I forgot you’re only fifteen.”

Sophie giggled. “Thanks, Lixie.”

Hyunjin, mollified now that he knew Sophie wasn’t about to die, came and sat on Sophie’s other side. “I’m gonna sue whoever put you in those boots.”

“No, it’s just a minor injury, it’s not like I died from it!” Sophie said in alarm, thinking he was serious.

“What? Oh, gosh, Soph, I wasn’t serious. It’s just my way of saying they needed to be more careful about your footwear.”

Chan, who had disappeared to talk with the doctor some more, came back and perched on the arm of the couch by Felix. “Okay, so we can all go to the hospital, but they’re only allowing two of us to go with her.”

“I’m kind of assuming since Chan’s the leader he’s going no matter what,” said Sophie, “and I can’t possibly with a clear conscience choose only one of you, so you guys are on your own to figure out who goes.”

“Rock, paper, scissors!” suggested Seungmin, who had quietly been giving Sophie a shoulder massage to show that he cared rather than talking above everyone else.

Jisung ended up winning the game, and was about to say something when a staff member told them they could leave for the hospital.

Hyunjin picked up Sophie princess style, only setting her down once they’d reached the van. Sophie briefly wished that the walk had been longer so that she could delay the hospital visit even more.

She ended up between Seungmin and Hyunjin, in the middle row of the van. As soon as they were settled and the van was moving, she grabbed Hyunjin’s hand and leaned on Seungmin’s shoulder, her stomach exploding with unwanted fears.

“Sophie, you okay?” Seungmin asked, and she felt him maneuver an arm around her through the seat belts. “You can tell us how you’re really feeling now that it’s just us.”

“I’m scared,” confessed Sophie, feeling a new wave of tears rising despite her pain being under control. “I hate hospitals, and this is the first time I’ll have been to one without my biological family.”

“Hey, wait, you made a distinction,” commented Hyunjin in an effort to cheer Sophie up. “We’re family too then, so you’ll be alright.” He gave her hand a squeeze. “I promise.”

Sophie bit her lip in an effort not to cry, but failed as a few tears rolled down her cheeks. “I- I don’t know…”

“Aw, don’t cry,” Seungmin leaned his head against hers. “Did you feel like this through the whole concert?”

“At the beginning I did,” admitted Sophie, “but then Jisung started screaming the intro to ALL IN and that added a good six years to my life.”

Hyunjin barked a laugh. “Jisung, did you hear that?”

“Hear what?” came Jisung’s voice from the row behind them.

“That you screaming the intro to ALL IN tonight added six years to Sophie’s life.”

Jisung laughed. “Really? I thought your rendition of the female voice was impressive.”

Sophie giggled through her tears. “Aw, thanks.”

•🧚🏻‍♀️•

Once at the hospital, Sophie’s nerves kicked up again, even with Seungmin’s and Hyunjin’s reassurances. Hospitals really freaked her out, mainly because she was afraid that they’d try to stick a bunch of needles into her.

When they were called back, the nurse had to wait for a good two minutes while the members encouraged Sophie. Chan and Jisung had to practically drag her away so they wouldn’t keep the hospital waiting too long.

<timeskip>

“It’s a minor fracture,” the doctor told the three members, showing them the x-rays. “Sophie, you’ll have to wear a boot for six weeks, and crutches for around three.”

“Will our tour be over by then?” Sophie asked Chan, who was currently translating for Jisung.

Chan nodded, looking like he’d rather tell her she flunked a test. “I’m sorry, Bubble.”

Jisung hugged her. “Hey, at least you can still perform. You rocked it tonight just sitting on a stool, you can still perform an amazing concert.”

Sophie blinked back tears, not even registering when the nurse came back to help with the cast and boot. “At least I don’t have to stress about choreography for a while,” she quipped weakly.

“There, see!” Chan encouraged her. “There’s a silver lining to every cloud.”

“Why is it silver though?” questioned Jisung. “Why not gold? Or emerald? Or sapphire?”

“Or diamond?” added Sophie. “An amethyst lining would be pretty, too.”

Chan chuckled. “You guys are something else.”

“Of course we are,” said Sophie, wincing as the boot was slid over the cast. “We’re Stray Kids, how could we possibly be normal?”

•🧚🏻‍♀️•

Members’ Responses to Sophie’s Injury:

Chan:

really worried on the daily but he tries not to show it because he knows that’ll make Sophie feel bad

constantly checking on her

“do you need anything?” “no thanks i’m good :)” “are you sure?” “yep :)” “sure, you’re sure?” “chan if i need something i’ll ask :)” “no you won’t, that’s not your style so i have to keep asking”

insists on her getting to sleep in and even does things to make it easier for her to sleep in the car

“your body heals while you sleep, we want her back to normal as soon possible right?”

Minho:

shows he cares by spending time with her

“hey sophie want to see some pictures of my cats?”

even plays with her if she’s not too tired

they now have their own Famous UNO Game thanks to Felix secretly recording their (very interesting) game on his vlive

Changbin:

insists on carrying her everywhere that he can

sophie finally had to tell him that she only needs help with long distances and that she can maneuver around the hotel rooms fine

he chose to ignore that and still carries her whenever he can

“Changbin it’s not hurting you to carry me all the time right?” “you’re a feather, why would it hurt me- hey, i think i just found your new nickname”

Hyunjin:

takes advantage of her slightly incapacitated condition to teach her art

which she really enjoys learning

her favorite medium is traditional acrylic paint and Hyunjin loves it when she gets paint all over her face and he gets to tease her

the art lessons distract her from her ankle even when it’s hurting, so Hyunjin takes every opportunity to do art with her

“sophie when did you turn into a tiger?” “what??” “you’ve got black and orange stripes on your nose somehow” he proceeds to clean it off, making sophie giggle

Jisung:

lives for making Sophie laugh, especially when her ankle is hurting her (by this i mean he loves it when he’s able to get her to think about something other than the pain)

makes ridiculous faces at her

pops up from behind random furniture items and pretends to be scared of her

honestly he pretty much just babies her for the entirety of her injury

“Jisung… what are you doing?” “sssh i’m trying to surprise sophie!” “….she won’t be back for a while…” “does that really matter Seungmin??”

Felix:

a replica of Chan except more calm and reasonable about it

notices her water is empty “need some water? or do you want something else?” “water’s fine, thanks Lixie :)”

also a bit of Jisung sprinkled in there

by this i mean he likes to tease her with vocal challenges

“sophie see if you can do harmony on this line” proceeds to sing the “cookin’ like a chef, im a 5-star Michelin” line

sophie: umm give me five good reasons why i’d want to alter what’s already a masterpiece

definitely the most level-headed whenever the pain wakes sophie up in the night

“ssh, ssh, just relax, okay?” rubs her hair gently “can’t take the pain medicine if you’re crying”

Seungmin:

plays her ballads to help her fall asleep earlier than she’s used to

“seungmin, why are you putting her to bed already, it’s eight pm” “i’m the continuation of what chan said about sleep”

if ballads don’t work he sings to her and that’s her favorite part of whatever days that happens

“what song?” “here always please” “did you ever watch that drama?” “not yet but i want to” “that’s tomorrows project since we’re traveling”

Jeongin:

competing with Chan for the most visibly concerned member

constantly making time to just sit and cuddle with her for a while because he knows cuddles are one of her favorite things on earth

the one buying her plushies like crazy so she has plenty of cushion wherever she is

she now has SKZOO in its entirety plus at least a dozen random cute ones Jeongin thought she’d like

“jeongin, just how many plushies did you buy her?” “i don’t know, i’m not counting” proceeds to hand the maknae four more new ones

[ji-yaaan]

I feel like ordering something hot for this cold weather, hi, hi, is it okay if I ask for a lemon tea? Extra hot, please, I'm freezing. Leona, Octavinelle x MC, first french kiss because french kisses are good, and perhaps some hands involved, no one can resist french kisses' effects 🤭 Thank youuuuuuuu.

°•°•°•𝓢𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓚𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓼•°•°•°

HC's with: Jade, Floyd, Azul, and Leona

WARNING!!!!!! Suggestive content, French kissing, mild spice ;)

Note: I'm late to requests what's new?😔 I am dying as I write this and the adrenaline in my system is ✨thriving✨ Go and live the horni dream as you read this crappy hc I guess? eHeM sElF iNseRt tiMe- hope you enjoy this hotass tea.😔✨

[ 𝙻𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚊: 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ]

°•°•°•𝓙𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓛𝓮𝓮𝓬𝓱 •°•°•°

A kiss with jade was always short and sweet. A peck on the cheek, a peck on the lips..... How delicious...

But those "little kisses" weren't really enough to feed this eel for long. (・////・)

As time passes by, the sweet temptation from a lick of your lips sets his mind to a frenzy. He'd want to pull you for a deep long kiss, but he promised that he'd take it slow... Goodness you were such a tease...

Normally he'd just settle with kissing the back of your hand before a goodbye, or an occasional kiss on the lips when you tug on his blazer... But today, it seems as if this desires has took a hold of himself...

Sitting by the tables at the Mostro Lounge, you tugged on the end of his coat before you said your goodbyes...

Expecting for a sweet peck on the lips, Jade leans down your sitting figure instead... Ohoಠ ͜ʖ ಠ

His tall figure looming over yours with an intensive gaze as if he's ready to devour you any moment.

Let's be real here, You're probably frozen on the spot and you don't know what to do or what to say, thus you just go blushy blushy under Jade's gaze... Same tho ༎ຶ‿༎ຶ

With the awkward silence as the two of you were alone in the lounge, the scarlet tint of your flushed cheeks just fuels Jade's desire more and more... My now, don't you just know how to push his buttons quite well?

In a flash of a second, everything goes black as Jade's lips collides with yours, unlike the usual comforting kisses... This one was... Hot...

Jade's tongue will gladly explore the deep depths of you. The kiss would definitely be long leaving you breathless. Take it or leave it( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

This being your first very very intimate moment, breathing through the messy kisses was difficult... But this eel just has a sadistic side to him enjoying your little squirms and embarrassment under his hold.

After the kiss, he loves admiring your flushed face with trails of saliva running down the corners of your mouth.

"Y/n my love, swallow it."

Maybe it was the dim lights and the slow music that played on the background, but a glint of lust sparkled in Jade's eyes with your reflection...( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

"Let me see... Good girl~"

Just like that with his usual foxy smile, don't be surprised if your knees were to give up later ಠ﹏ಠ

°•°•°•𝓕𝓵𝓸𝔂𝓭 𝓛𝓮𝓮𝓬𝓱•°•°•°

Oh Floyd... Ok, I'll make life easier for you and give you a summary of his Hc: "Pls pin me down and dominate me. Thanks"

Floyd's kisses were always unexpected; A pleasant surprise if you will.

Floyd's mood swings can sometimes go higher than a rollercoaster, or lower than my grades, but by the end of the day, he comes in refuge in your arms asking for all of your love and attention.(´ω｀)

But sometimes, his affection for you maybe goes a little bit too much. From a cute sweet kiss, it quickly escalates to something more...lustful...◕‿◕

From a warm hug and sweet kiss, now you're pinned down on the couch as Floyd attacks your neck with multiple kisses leaving a trail of bruises and saliva.

Now comes the fun part. Floyd being Floyd, his hands may get touchy. Like, a whole lot.

Be it with his hands sliding past your shirt or pants, or him constantly removing parts of your clothes one by one. ಠ‿ಠ

He's the type to hold up your wrists together so you can't move, and watch your pretty little face squirming and struggling until you beg for more kisses.

Down from your neck, moving his way up to your lips, a sudden entrance in your mouth will caught you by surprise as Floyd devours you on the spot. (✿^‿^)

His kisses were deep and long, his tongue explores every inch of your mouth.

You have to admit. Floyd's tongue is quite skilled, in fact very skilled.

With Floyd's deep and long kisses, It surely does get hard to breathe with drools dripping from the corners of you mouth.

But the moment he pulls back, the image of you all messed up and all the darkened hickeys on your neck fills him up with excitement! ಡ ͜ ʖ ಡ

The drools staining your chin as you breathe heavily under his hold does a lot to him.

Both you will definitely be a mess after this.

"Ahh~ Koebi-chan, look what you've done to me~"

Yeah... I'll leave that sentence to your imagination( ╹▽╹ )

•°•𝓐𝔃𝓾𝓵 𝓐𝓼𝓱𝓮𝓷𝓰𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓸 •°•

oH yEs I'vE bEeN wAiTiNg lOnG fOr oCtObOy- ehem( ͡°ᴥ ͡° )

Azul is not the sweetest person to ask for a kiss, but when he's jealous however... That's a different story... ಠωಠ

He might ask you to sit on his lap while he works, of course who are you to decline the sweet offer of cuddling up to Azul? But it seems as if a cuddle is not something he's asking for...

While his pen glides on the papers at the desk, his face will make it's way in the crook of your neck.

Please remove his glasses for him and stare deeply in his eyes, he finds that very sweet! (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)

Azul loves to savor your sweet scent that gets him excited everytime. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Azul definitely finds a vocal partner a turn on, hearing your beautiful whimpers are music to his ears after all. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)♡

Trailing butterfly kisses in the nape of your neck, making his way to kissing your jawline.

After all of that hot stuff, he'll carry you to the sofa and sit you on top of him. Oho it's getting fun ಠ ͜ʖ ಠ

One hand supporting your waist, while the other hold unto your cheek. Azul diving for a hungry kiss with you.

Azul will try his best to take the lead and control the situation. He did his research afterall.

A deep kiss closing the gap between you was the best reassurance he has that you're his and his alone.

Please hold unto his shoulders for support and pull on his hair!!! Octoboi finds it hot heh-

With the kiss being deep and long, it will get hard to breathe. So after pulling away from the kiss, the hot breaths and saliva mixed together was quite the hot mess.

You can imagine Azul out of breath as he licks his lips staring directly at you.(•///•)

"Y/N... You're mine."

Eye contact... It's all about the eye contact that melts your insides when you look at Azul... AZUL WITHOUT GLASSES!

If you blush at his remarks, you get bonus points because Azul lovessss seeing you embarrassed~ ಠ﹏ಠ

Say "I love you" and you have Azul as putty under your hold~

Oh! and when you say I love you, Azul will definitely get flushed red to his ears and neck so... Teasing time hehe~ bully the octopie with love!

OCTOSQUID IN MAFIA SUIT I LOVE YOU SM I CAN'T EVEN- ok I'll shut up I'm sorry about that

•°•𝓛𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓪 𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓪𝓻 •°•

First of all, I can guarantee that the first french kiss with Leona will happen after a fight...ಠωಠ

After a fight of pride with Leona, sexual tension is through the roof! Glaring at each other, no signs of giving up as both of you are on each other's neck... Leona finds that hot ಠ‿ಠ

Leona won't admit to it, but having a fiesty partner that challenges him and puts him on edge was hot... In fact, very very hot...

Of course it's annoying at first, but seeing your furrowed eyebrows as you push your hair back in frustration does something to him (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)

Leona finds attraction in high sexual tension, So let's say you're about to flip and your face goes a little bit too close to his... He'd take that as an open invitation to shut you up.

My, don't be surprised if a pair if lips started to kiss yours desperately. Pulling unto your waist as his other hands hold your chin up to face him, the kisses were messy, but it was exciting.

Ngl Leona's tongue can win a talent show with his top notch skills.

He'll gladly explore every inch of your mouth with pleasure ಡ ͜ ʖ ಡ

Oh, kissing with Leona gets pretty touchy too! His hands will wander under your shirt unto your back, maybe even lower if he feels extra curious today-ಠ◡ಠ

Please pull unto his hair, he finds that really hot too.

Expect low growls to bless your ears here and there... ಠ ͜ʖ ಠ

Oh! Sometimes Leona may get a little too touchy, so I guess you have to have the control to stop him if you don't like that. I doubt it tho( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

But if you're into those freaky stuff, Leona will gladly go on an adventure with you down there( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

After the kiss, don't be surprised if you find love bites here and there, better cover up since it's a lot...

Oh, but it's no use to cover up since this cat boy happens to be an exhibit artist that loves to show off his work staining your neck purple.

What a way to come back with something like this amirite? Heh🤠

ALSO, AZUL BRAIN ROT IS REAL- MALLEUS' SPOT IS THREATENED AS MY LOVE FOR OCTOPIE GROW- send help😭😭😭😭😭

Azul I want your kneecaps🤭

[dialovers-translations]

Diabolik Lovers DARK FATE ー Subaru Maniac [08]

ー The scene starts in the entrance hall of the Tsukinami manor

*Creaaak*

*Thud*

Yui: ...Phew. I’m glad it rinsed off.

Um, I came from this way earlier soーー

*Grooooowl*

Yui: ...!?

( Why is there a wolf here...!? )

*Grooooowl*

Yui: ...! Over here as well...!

( No way...I’m surrounded... )

ー They approach her

Yui: No...Stay away...

Kyaaaah!!

???: Watch out...!

*THUD*

Yui: ( ...? What happened? )

Shin: Thank god, I got here in time.

Yui: Shin-kun...!

( When did he get here...? Also he defeated a wolf with his bare hands... )

Shin: Are you okay? You’re not hurt anywhere, right?

Yui: Y-Yeah...Thank you for saving me.

But why are there wolves inside your house...?

Shin: Ah, you seeーー

Here’s your...answer!

ー He knocks her unconscious

Yui: Uu...!

*Thud*

Yui: ...

Shin: ...Humans are so fragile, knocked out cold from a single blow to the nape.

Well then, shall we get this game started? Hehe.

ー The scene shifts to the living room

Subaru: ( ...She’s taking way too long. What has happened to her? )

( That Shin guy hasn’t come back either ever since he left the room to go get some fresh air... )

*Groooowl*

Yui: Kyaaaah!!

Subaru: !!

*Thud*

Subaru: ( That scream just now...Don’t tell me...! )

Carla: ...Seems like Shin did well.

Subaru: Aah!? What do you mean!?

Carla: I shall tell you right now.

ー Carla gets up and walks towards the door

Subaru: ( He went towards the door...? What’s his plan? )

Carla: ...Shin, come on in.

ー Shin enters the room

Shin: I’m back.

Yui: ...

Subaru: Wha...!? Yui...!!

( Why is she bein’ carried by that guy!? And she’s unconscious...!? )

Shin: I can tell by the look on your face you’ve got no idea what’s going on, huh? Fine, I’ll tell you.

I ordered the Wolves to attack her. Of course, she does not know I’m behind it.

Then feigning ignorance, I saved her, using that moment of relief to knock her out cold and take her away.

Which brings us here! Happy end!

Subaru: Fuck off...!!

Shin: Woah there, don’t move now. If you try something funny, I’ll kill your precious girlfriend, you know?

Subaru: ...You’re playin’ it dirty.

Carla: ...Well then, I suppose I will have a look at this ‘strength’ of yours, Subaru.

*TIMESKIP*

Yui: ーー Nn...

( Huh? What happened to me...? )

( ...Right. If I recall correctly, I was attacked by a group of Wolves, and thenーー )

Shin: Oh? You woke up already? That’s earlier than I expected.

Subaru: Let her go...!!

Yui: Subaru-kun...!

Selection

→ Seek out his help (♡)

Yui: Save me, Subaru-kun...!

Subaru: Yui...Just you wait. I’ll get us outta this mess right now.

Carla: I shall be your opponent.

Subaru: You’re in the way, move...!!

→ Resist 

Yui: Let me go...!!

*Rustle*

Shin: Woah, don’t make a fuss...!

Carla: ...

ー Carla walks over to Yui and slaps her across the face

*SMACK*

Yui: Uu...

Shin: Woahー ...I can’t believe you’d slap a girl right across the face. As to be expected of you, Nii-san, you’re as merciless as ever.

Subaru: ...You shithead...!!

ー Subaru tries to attack Carla but he’s brushed off

*Thud*

Subaru: Wha...!?

Yui: ( No way...I can’t believe he stopped Subaru-kun’s fist with one hand... )

Carla: You are too easy, Vampire.

Yui: ...!

How do you know Subaru-kun’s a Vampire...?

Subaru: ...What are you people!?

Carla: We are Founders. Those called First Bloods.

Yui: Eh...?

( Founders...Carla-san and Shin-kun are...? )

Subaru: And why are you ‘Founders’ pullin’ this shit!? 

Carla: You need an answer? I suppose all someone as simple-minded as yourself needs is a clear distinction between his foes and allies.

In which case, you could say we are your enemy. 

Subaru: ...How dare you make fun of me like that...!

*Thud*

Carla: ...Your efforts are futile. 

*WOOSH*

Subaru: Guaaaah...!

Yui: Subaru-kun...!!

Monologue

Some sort of magic launched from Carla-san’s hand,

sending Subaru-kun flying with little effort. 

He tried to get back up on his feet somehow,

but each and every time, he would be assaulted by Carla-san once again.

This is the power of Founders (始祖の力)...

As I stood there utterly dumbfounded,

I could have sworn I heard Shin-kun softly chuckle (微かに嗤う) besides me. 

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

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[tuber-culosis]

I've been reading through a lot of radfem blogs and posts lately. and gotta say, i'm leaning a lot towards radical feminism. And im definitely gender critical.

but one topic I want to talk about in particular is the criticism of Islam.

Which I feel is totally valid considering the current state of mainstream islam and Muslims.

Mainstream Islam (is what you see on all social media, seemingly practised by a lot of Muslims) IS sexist. And homophobic. There's no use denying it, neither do I think I'm a bad Muslim for not supposedly defending my own religion. You have to recognise the flaws in your own system to improve and progress.

Then arises the question why am I still Muslim then/ why do I still practise Islam? If I recognise the way it is practised is sexist and homophobic, which are things I'm against?

The difference lies in my belief that "mainstream Islam" is much different from the root of Islam.

Many (read: a LOT, not all) modern Muslims have been influenced by ultra conservative movements that want to return Islam to the way they believe was practised during the time of the Prophet (pbuh), ie; some centuries back. This is propagated by the ideas of Salafism and Wahhabism that frankly, prevent progress, reform or any sort of growth in Muslim communities.

I personally have witnessed this in my own country, India, where women are increasingly wearing the hijab and even full body covering purdahs, not talking to the opposite gender, men not looking a woman other than their wives in the eye, etc compared to when my mother was a child, when almost all Muslim women dressed in normal comfortable clothes and there were no much gender segregations. (Gender segregation still existed to a certain degree due to conservative Indian culture ofc)

This radicalisation led to the development of ultra conservative Muslims who enforce sexist, homophobic and separatist policies in the name of God.

They claim to want to return to "true Islam" but they add so many unnecessary rules and regulations you have to follow in order to be a "true Muslim" that are almost so impossible to follow I can vouch I have unconciously broken like 50 of them in one day maybe. These "laws" are derived from:

1. The hadith

2. Arab culture

3. Poor translation of the Quran to fit these radical ideals.

Explaining each of these in a little more detail,

1. A lot of practising Muslims might come at me for this one, but I feel that considering the hadith to be a holy source of guidance and believing everything in the Hadith when there are so many contradictions and logical fallacies, is foolish.

For those who have no clue what the hadith is, Islam basically has the Qur'an, which is, as we believe, a holy book revealed by God to the Prophet (pbuh), which acts as divine guidance on how to live life as a good person. It has rules, suggestions, and guidance to take desicions on a lot of everyday matters we face. It was a godsend (hehe pun fully intended) to women, who weren't even allowed to own property back then. Muslims believe that the Quran is guaranteed againt corruption by God, as revealed in one of the verses. Therefore, to a believer, it is THE book to consult, and the verses will never change, no matter how many years pass. There's actually a really interesting way the Quran is coded, so people can know if it has been tampered with or not, if anyone is interested. But the bottom line is, for a Muslim, the verses of Quran cannot be challenged. There are various INTERPRETATIONS of said verses, but the core Arabic text is the same.

Now there is a secondary source of guidance in the form of Hadith, which is literature that claims to record things the Prophet (pbuh) has said in his lifetime. The problem I find, along with other hadith critics, is that it was compiled much later after the death of the Prophet. Muslims argue that these hadiths were passed down in a proper recorded chain of transmitters that can assure the message hasn't been altered or tampered with. The problem is, that the standard used then was just how reliable was a person's memory and how trustworthy they were, and they did not actually judge the actual content of the hadith. So even if a hadith hypothetically said "Kill all the disbelievers", (which, fyi, it does NOT) and it had a reliable chain of recorders, it would be accepted as "sahih" (trustworthy) hadith, even though it clearly goes against the guidelines of the Quran, where it says there shall be no compulsion in religion (which implies you cannot just murder anyone who refuses to believe/ believes another religion). If one actually examined the content of this imaginary hadith, it would be easy to see it's tampered with by people with or without malicious intent (for eg, it might've actually been "You can kill the disbelievers ONLY if they attack you and will not leave you and your family alone") or some may not even remotely be the words of the Prophet, as he only followed the Quran.

Also, the integrity of the Hadith isn't guaranteed by God anywhere in the Quran. To know more about this, I suggest you read this link , and this one.

So yeah, I take hadith with a (large) grain of salt. So I will not be including them in my discussion obviously.

Now a lot of these hadith have been fabricated, as established, or reflect something that was applicable specifically in that time and setting, seeing that the Prophet was an ordinary man who couldn't predict the future or know about all the different cultures of the world.

So even if the headscarf was a part of Arabian attire, that doesn't mean it has to be assimilated into our cultures now. Just because prostitutes used to pluck all their eyebrows out to signify that they are prostitutes (sex work is forbidden in Islam, because of the negative impact on women and society), doesn't mean that women are not allowed to pluck their eyebrows now.

Following these hadith blindly without considering for a moment that hey, these might be outdated, seeing it isn't meant for all time periods like the Quran, and half of these contradict themselves, maybe we shouldn't consider this as an authority on rules in Islam. Personally, I don't believe anything is forbidden that is mentioned as such solely in the Hadith, and not in the Quran.

But the staunch belief in all of these Hadith leads to micromanaging of women, and literally everyone else. Few ridiculous examples include:

women can't pluck their eyebrows

men can't wear silk or gold, and they need to grow beards

music and dance is forbidden (seriously???)

the Prophet married a literal child of nine years (no do not try to justify it as "it was acceptable back then". According to the Qur'an it wasn't. Girls had to be mature enough to reject or agree to marriages and literal children can't do that. There is plenty of research to prove that Aisha (ra), his wife, was at the very least 19 or 20. Again a case of unreliable and maybe purposefully manipulated Hadith. Scholars and people who uphold the theory that Aisha was 9, and hence, child marriage is legal are pedophiles through and through)

I feel that if anything, hadith should be considered with the authority of historical commentary, giving us more context to the times, and should never be blindly trusted just because a lot of scholars say it is a "sahih" (trusted) hadith.

Also a main feature of Islam is that you don't need an extra priest (no offence to religions who have priests) or a scholar to tell you things and intervene with God for you. You have a holy book, your own common sense and humanity, and you pray to establish a connection with God. Scholars are secondary OPINIONS who can provide insight from their knowledge and research to people who want it, but by no means any authority on things, just like hadith.

2. Arab culture and society, especially back the times that radicals want to emulate, was heavily patriarchal. Islam gave women rights and protection, but they were still limited by the cultural norms of that era.

What these people actually want is to return society to Arabic culture in that time period. (Exhibit A: the abaya/purdah for women and khandoorah for men. exhibit B: sex-segregated spaces)

Back then, women were expected to be caretakers and mothers, and men were expected to be the strong masculine protector.

Enforcing said cultural norms into modern day Islam is ridiculous. Saying that women rarely left the house back then, hence women shouldn't leave their houses now is the same as saying there weren't phones back then, so I shouldn't use one now. Would you ever give up your phones? So how about we do the same to women's autonomy and freedom? Adapt to modern times like regular humans?

If women were meant to stay at home, and meant to just rear children, and never meant to be seen in public, and never meant to be seen by the opposite sex, as extremists say "is God's will", then why is none of this found in the Quran? Do you seriously believe that God, describe multiple times as All-forgiving and generous and kind, would ever persecute women to such a fate? If you do believe that, then maybe you need to re-examine in the nature of God that you believe in. Also if you tell me the "it's for their safety" gimmick, I will flip out. It has been proved multiple times that a woman's dressing has nothing whatsoever to do with why men rape.

Sure, Islam advocates for modesty in dressing, for both sexes. Both are called to not stare rudely (many Muslim men seem to forget that part of the verse, strangely), both are advised to dress in modest, comfortable, clean and practical attire. Never once is anything remotely like "YOU'LL GO TO HELL IF YOU EXPOSE YOUR ELBOW, WOMAN". But the way modern Muslims enforce the dress code (some even going to the lengths of saying women shouldn't wear BRIGHT COLOURED CLOTHES, so as to not attract attention!!! I'm looking at you, Mufti Menk), you'd think that God says something much worse than that. Infact God pulls out Uno reverse, and encourages us to dress as beautifully as we want, especially when visiting the mosque.

3. A lot of English translations of the Quran come from Saudi Arabia. A country famous for its conservative practise of Islam. While the original Arabic text cannot be changed, a lot of these translations include information in parantheses that add "rules" based on the above mentioned factors, that a casual reader or a new Muslim who doesn't know Arabic will consider to be authentic rules of the Quran, extrapolated from the verse, and not extra additions that are often derived from hadith. A very good example of this is the headcover verse, which you can see in this link.

Even all the hostility surrounding homosexual people has been derived from cultural influences and one set of verses. From around 6000 verses, just a single set passingly mention homosexuality. Don't you think that if it truly were such a great sin, God would have explicitly forbidden it? Also why would he create such a natural variation in sexuality and then forbid it? Why isn't it forbidden for animals then? Is all-loving God that cruel to create this natural and healthy attraction in them and then explicitly forbid it when straight people get to marry and live life in bliss? (Please don't say that "God also created pedophilia, and that's natural, so by this logic shouldn't we allow that too?" because pedophilia IS NOT HEALTHY, AT ALL. IT'S IS A DISORDER. Unlike homosexuality) I'm also not picking and choosing things to fit my lifestyle, as some might say, as I am straight, and the only reason I support the LGBT community because I have basic humanity?? And they're humans who deserve rights and joy and freedom and acceptance just like the rest of us.

There have been reformed translations of Quran which examine the verse without prior bias against LGBT people, and they have presented an alternate translation, that the verse condemns sexual assault, which happened to be homosexual in the particular story. Check out this link too, which explains how closely examining the words used could change the meaning from one thing to another.

What I attempted to prove in this extremely long post is that the practise of a religion isn't necessarily the reflection of its true nature.

There are progressive open-minded people who believe in Islam because it gives them hope and solace. People who believe because core beliefs of Islam aligned with their own views and simple logic.

NOT to say there aren't religious bigots who will totally use religion to manipulate people into oppressing themselves or other people. There are, there are a LOT of people like that who call themselves "scholars". And there are a lot of people who follow these extremely harmful regressive version of Islam without critically thinking about what they are following.

I've seen a post discussing the meaning of the word Islam, which means submission to God. It said that it implies total submission, without questioning what we believe.

That is an argument used by both religious extremists to further their beliefs, and by the opposite side, who say the religion is oppressive.

I wish to present a view that Islam itself tells us to think critically, to use our brains to question everything and anything we believe. And then to arrive at our own conclusions. And if you're a decent, kind human, those beliefs maybe align with Islam (not saying that if you're not Muslim, you're horrible, that is not what I meant at all). And if the opinion between people differs, there's always logic and reasoning behind every rule that is presented in the Quran. Don't believe me? Here's the verse that tells people not to blindly follow their parents' religion. And here's a list of verses about critical thinking.

The reason we (atleast reformist Muslims) submit to God is because we questioned it, we came to the conclusion that Hey! This is right. I can submit to my Creator by, who is basically the consciousness that created everything and is the source of all goodness, love and strength, because the rules mentioned here make sense and they privde a moral framework for me to base important desicions on. They feel right. And there is logic behind everything written in this.

I don't mean to present Islam as an all-perfect amazing religion everyone should believe and that I'm right, everyone else, especially those liberal atheists who criticise my religion are wrong and WILL BURN IN HELL. I consider Islam a perfect moral framework, and that's my business only. Anyone can follow what they want and it's none of my business. In fact there is no compulsion in religion at all, and people who say Muslim or go to hell are wrong imo.

What I intended was to paint a picture of reformist Muslims who are still out there, who follow the religion because they questioned it. And not the religion as this stringent rule book we all have to follow down to a t, micromanaging every aspect of our lives and living in perpetual fear of hell, but rather this basic moral guide that teaches us tact, compassion and justice, to bring us closer to God spiritually. I wanted to show that the majority isn't always reflective of what I think is the true core of Islam.

I feel that many practises in the name of Islam are highly questionable and should be criticized, but I also want people to know that the people who seemingly represent the religion, are not representative of the entire mass of believers. That sometimes the practises you might criticize might have nothing to do with the actual religion, atleast according to some of us. It was also for fellow Muslims who might be in the same place I was a few years ago, questioning everything I had learnt was part of my religion.

This is also NOT to undermine struggles of people forced to follow Islam and its seeming requirements like hijab. This is not to claim that nope, every Muslim is fine and ok, and we're all peaceful progressive people. In fact I wish to do the exact opposite, to show that people who enforce oppressive policies in the name of Islam aren't actually backed by the religion and neither should they be backed by other Muslims. I'm also not trying to say no one should criticize Islam. Criticism helps us grow. Criticism is necessary to uncover oppression and eradicate it. So by all means, criticize.

I'm so glad I found the subreddit r/progressive_Islam when I did because it helped me a lot, and opened me to other like-minded progressive Muslims, who actively hope to counter the negative effects of Salafism and conservatism that is overtaking Islam.

So yeah, I think I covered almost everything I wanted to talk about and here's a final link that pretty much just states my position on things.

PS idk why this thingy is in different colours it just seemed cooler and less boring to read