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Elvis live at the International Hotel in Las Vegas on August 21st, 1969.
#i feel bad for laughing when he was stuttering but#IT WAS ENDEARING#I certainly got a kick out of it#elvis#elvis presley#elvis aaron presley#the international hotel#elvis las vegas#1969#august 21 1969#elvis 1969#elvis live audio#elvis fans#my edit#i love him sm
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I think your Connverse kid ages confuse me a little bit. Do you have any sorta timeline for when they're born? It seems like Ebony is a lot older than her siblings haha. Did Steven and Connie wait, like, 4 or 5 years before having Rohini? And considering Rohini's beefing with Zachary, I'm guessing the twins ain't much younger than her.
Connie's pregnancy with Ebony didn't go quiet swimmingly, and they thought it's safer to just not go for another until they accidentally had Rohini after around 6-7 years. And they were like, wow that actually wasn't so bad this time.* So they tried another after 2-3 years.
*Something about Connie's body getting more familiar with magic literaly in her system the longer she spent with Steven, in addition to microchimerism through each pregnancy; which made accommodating an alien babey in her womb easier and easier.
#Yuppo there is quiet a gap between the first two. The age dynamics definitely ly contributed to how they interact with each other.#The part alien babie certainly did more than kicking her bladder so she was like nah đ. Of course that was just temporary#Does the microchimerism make Connie magic and if so how much? I dunno đ€·ââïžđ€·ââïžđ€·ââïž#SC answers#archivehub#I mean 'easier' relatively saying#Got no drawing nor doodle to pull out this time#my shiz#my text#Wonder if I just add the my text tag on asks in general...#Or like not use the tag anymore completely lol#Ebony OC#Rohini OC#Zachary OC#Sakura OC#Gold TL#pregnancy#connie maheswaran#steven quartz universe#connverse#steven universe#su#connverse kids#muh connverse kids
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Stop celebrating so loud, youâll wake everyone up! (P1 | P2 | P3) (Patreon)
[Panel 1] Hater: *sigh* What a waste of my precious time. [SFX: beep boop!]
[Panel 2] Peepers: ...
[Panel 5] Peepers: YEAAAA
[Panel 6] Hater: QUIET OUT THERE!
[Panel 7] Peepers: Sorry sir! Hater: Hmph!
#Doodles#Wander Over Yonder#Commander Peepers#Hater's offscreen but he does still talk so lol#Lord Hater#Final part :D Just the victory lap! Almost counts as a bonus - especially since I was running out of space lol#They're all a bit smaller but I still like them fine :)#Such a nothing conversation to Hater while it's everything to Peepers hehe âȘ#''I should've joined the Hater Empire forever ago!!" Kicking himself for being fearful when he has such a cool boss haha#Personally I do think that the Hater Empire has killer health and life insurance#The employee benefits aren't Amazing outside of Hater's own whims like the food court but there's gotta be something other than propaganda#Plus y'know - they're an invading force he does kinda need to make sure that they're all fighting-fit lol#Peepers certainly got some of his best years before Wander came around that part of the galaxy tho lol so who knows maybe it's changed a lot#I know I've said it every other time but hhhhh his poses are so fun to draw <3 He just feels so versatile!#A stretchy poseable figure in my mind's eye haha#He can be so placid and so excitable and so frightened and he's just an eyeball with legs! I'm love him <3#Still gotta get into drawing Watchdog irises weird squishy shapes at some point - yet another cool feature of theirs :D
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Ugh. Writing is on the wall for this one folks. I'm trying to remain positive but I will be surprised if Adams stays on the Flash series after the Flash #800.
#i am. incredibly confused.#they just gave him another book so he's still doing comics. plus he just got marvel books.#so hes definitely not done comics. and they're ongoings as well.#its possible he couldn't juggle them all and he dropped the Flash. but hes talking like DC is kicking him off not the other way around#but his Flash book is selling out??? and reprinting#its doing so well??? DC would have to be nuts to kick Adams off the Flash or cancel the series#if they cancel the Flash im done buying comics fr#my only thought is that they cancelled it or someone big wanted to write it and they couldn't say no#Mark Waid just came back to DC.... Johns is back.... Williamson is using Barry for something.... idk. itd have to be one of them#but i don't know that Waid and Johns would go back. they told their story. they certainly wouldn't kick Adams off the book#Williamson might. idk. he got a promotion so hed have the power to do so. he also is using Barry for something and keeps saying that#he wanted to use Wally and Bart but wasn't allowed to when he wrote the Flash. so he might want a second shot#but idk. pessimist in me is saying that its cancelled :(#dc#dc comics#the flash
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Mineral Cup Round 1: Quartz vs Mercury
Could this be the most controversial match-up of round one? The always a bridesmaid, never a MinCup champion icon quartz goes up against infamous, alluring "is it even a mineral" mercury.
https://www.mineralcup.org/2024/vote/r1m11
QUARTZ
The most common single mineral in continental crust, we live on quartz! It may be the most recognized mineral around - but can it make it to the championship?
Name: From German Quarz, ultimately from Proto-Slavic *tvrd-, "hard".
Bling: Rainbows, ombres, inclusions, cat's eyes - you could make a gem exhibit on quartz alone! It carves beautifully, but its natural spikes are the definition of crystal. (And have I mentioned... conchoidal fracture?!)
Uses: In addition to art, quartz crystals are crucial in electronics - it's the key ingredient for silicon wafers, and its piezoelectricity (makes a current under stress) lets watches, radios, and computers keep time. There would be no MinCup without quartz!
Team Lick: Sure! It tastes like nothing.
Parent GĂ©ry. Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 3.0 Unported license.
Fatimid ewer, 10th-11th century. Photo by Marie-Lan Nguyen. Public domain.
MERCURY
It's a liquid on Earth, but freezes into a rhombohedral crystal structure. Mineral enough to be in MinCup? Will its mirror shine capture your vote?
Name: From the planet Mercury, which was associated with the metal in medieval alchemy.
Bling: The shine! The beading! The more-liquid-than-water flow!
Uses: Makes liquid-mirror telescopes, electrodes, and is useful for extracting silver and producing chlorine. It had many more uses in the past - in addition to lighthouses and thermometers (and medicine), it's responsible for the discovery of superconductivity!
Team DO NOT Lick! Though liquid mercury isn't well absorbed, mercury vapor will still poison you.
Bionerd. Creative Commons Attribution 3.0 Unported license.
Dnn87. Creative Commons Attribution 3.0 Unported license.
#minerals#geology#quartz#mercury#mincup24#team do not lick#certainly the hardest round for me so far...#i would be devastated if quartz got kicked out of next year's competition though#i'll accept it leaving if it wins the cup!
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fickle beast. for weeks iâve hardly seen him, and then he deigns to enter my room only after 2 am, when iâm trying to get ready for sleep, and he promptly makes himself comfortable .
#chatter#this is a problem because i have insomnia and iâm a light sleeper#i cant have cats in my room while i sleep because theyâll certainly startle me awake#btw his name is mr. kitty#and i love him very much and he knows this#thatâs why he can get away with this#and instead of kicking him out iâll just stay up til he leaves#for the second time this week#sir are you aware that it is now like 4 in the am. sir. sir.#iâve got such a headache
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I GOT COLDPLAY TICKETS
#which is wild considering that i was driving on the highway at the time#i kept having to pull over on the rumble strip to check my spot in the queue#got kicked out of the waiting room once. app signed me out?? didn't have data for a while in the middle of nowhere.#ended up stabbing randomly at my phone and buying Nice Luxury seats for an absurdly reasonable amount of money#i am VIBRATING#this is also the funniest possible time for me to see coldplay though#i hardly listen to them anymore. i finally retired the tattered viva la vida poster that had been on my wall for a decade#my music taste has moved on to pastures new and considerably more emo#i haven't listened to moon music yet because...uh..tbh i've heard it's not very good and after music of the spheres i didn't expect it to b#BUT this is something i've wanted since i was 15 and in a fit of conscientious pique *didn't even ask my parents*#if i could go see them on the mx tour. didn't even ask!!! as an adult that's wild to me.#they didn't even forbid me!! they almost certainly wouldn't have!! but we had extremely minor plans for that night already and i was like#'i cannot disappoint them'#so instead i sat there and sulked through the minor event!#baffling behavior on my part#but anyway! i have since been thwarted in seeing coldplay for TWELVE YEARS because they just haven't come anywhere near where i'm living#BUT NOW I'M GOING#this is like if most people my age had never gotten to see one direction or something as a teen#that's the level of obsession we're talking about and#also the level of 'mostly this is a gift to a past version of myself but also i will still cry'#personal
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All the people in the "Controversial Doctor Who Opinions" post saying that they đđ Don't Like River đđ, lmao I did not fight for YEARS in the FUCKING TRENCHES for you to say that hating this character is a "controversial opinion."
#to be fair: I DO think it's gotten better over the years. (she actually got kicked out of the 'most controversial character' poll in#round one for having too many 'I love her' votes!!) but I do certainly still run into some stuff now#'I ship the doctor with [insert young thin conventionally attractive girl of choice] instead!'#lmao that is NOT a controversial opinion come back to me when you have a hill people would ACTUALLY make you die on#(ALSO as always this is not geared toward any of my lovely followers you are all great)
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#although all joking aside I can absolutely see Bruce setting this up for Jason in the backyard after adopting him#partially passive aggressively#partially because he feels like maybe Jason actually does just ??? enjoy tires??? and wants to make him happy#âof course kids like tires my son tried to steal mine the first time we metâ#and of course itâs not like jason would say NO#itâs still sitting out there#Jason likes to read on it sometimes still#jason todd#robin!jason#bby â„ïž#robin#batfam#dc#fanart
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What Jason Todd REALLY planned on doing with those tires
#what if he made a little drawing of this and tried to hide it because he wasn't SERIOUS#but then Alfred found it by accident and thought it was cute#and it made its way to Bruce#and so Bruce was like oh okay great bonding idea#one day he just tells jason to come to the cave with him with no explaination#and they start taking the batmobile tires off together#and now jason's kind of sweating a bit because he doesn't understand what's going on and is this a test? is this a sign he's getting kicked#out soon?#but then Bruce collects the hubcaps and the rims and directs jason to âroll that one over there chumâ#and they start lining them up in a way that looks uncomfortably familiar#and jason's like âno way this happening I'm tripping is he actually making it a swingâ#bruce has to ask for clarification on the design#because he only got a brief look at the drawing and well jason's right here lemme just ask him âwhere do you want to hang it?â#jason folds and just lets it happen and they assemble the tires into a little throne and set it up by dick's gymnastics equipment#jason is so embarrassed and bruce is pleased with himself#âit's okay chum I can always get new tiresâ (rich)#and jason thinks it's stupid but then whenever he has a case file or report to read the tire swing is the perfect place to curl up and read#bruce doesn't have the heart to take it down much later when tim and steph take a liking to the perch#and certainly not if cass finds it pleasant too#when jason finally comes home again he's too big and they have to add more tires to make it work#Jason likes to read on it sometimes still#jason todd#robin!jason#bby â„ïž#robin#batfam#dc#fanart
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shoutout to people with unusual phobias we deserve better than to be ridiculed just because our phobia isn't about some Standard thing like spiders or the dark
#idk anything about her as a person so it's not about that but like#just saw an article saying there's a swedish politician who's got a phobia of bananas and the entire country is mocking her or debating it#because ahaha funny fruit not scary Lol. except phobias don't work like that#it doesn't matter how innocent or harmless something is. phobias are irrational by definition and they're Really hard to overcome#AND exposure therapy has to be done by a trained professional in a highly controlled setting#you can't exactly do it yourself by occasionally hanging out near the thing you fear#also when it comes to food phobias people tend to conflate it with ''you don't like eating it''#well. obviously Yeah i wouldn't eat something i'm phobic of. but that's not what this is about ?#it's not just going ''ew yuck'' to dramatic levels where you don't even want to see it#it's genuinely upsetting over a simple ''i don't like this'' level#like the food i'm phobic of i can't look at i can't be near i Certainly can't touch or eat#i can't touch something that's been in contact with it either. can't smell it#and none of it is being fussy or whatever#god if i was crueler i'd wish people would feel what i feel so they'd fucking understand#it's extreme disgust. enough to make me sick. panic. a twist in my guts. cold. flight instinct kicking in#fuck i Wish it stopped at ''i don't like it lol''#there's plenty of foods i don't like that don't give me this reaction#so anyway. if you have an unusual phobia know you're not alone and you deserve to be taken seriously
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not gonna finish it tonight since it's late but i got about halfway through les misérables 1935. so far i think that the relationship between cosette and jean valjean is where this movie really shines but the pacing has... well, issues. can't say i'm surprised though considering that's just a problem almost every version of les misérables faces
#i'm not gonna get into my full thoughts until i finish it#but so far. liking this jean valjean a lot because. well i liked his beard after he got out of prison#but also because he's so nice and he's so gentle with cosette and their relationship is genuinely sweet and. aughhh#charles laughton's javert is certainly different from most other javerts i know#i think the issue is the last time i saw him in a movie it was the ruggles of redgap which was notably a very different role#so it's weird seeing him with such a contrast#and also it's his big ol eyes. he looks so sad all the time... and then jvj just threw him...#this javert isn't a wolf he's a kicked puppy...#anyways. more thoughts after i finish it. i just don't want to be up past midnight and have to explain ''oh sorry i had to watch 1935''#''yeah no it wasn't homework that got me i just really wanted to see a black and white movie. about my blorbos''
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Ah!
Apparently the transplanted volunteer passionflower vine has been blooming for the past few days and I missed it thanks to the excessive heat warning. Plus the fact that it's facing away from the house.
There are even two fruits setting on the spent blooms.
Plus there's this blossom that'll be open in the morning and several more buds formed (one shown here).
I've got a few more transplanted vines in a different area that aren't doing as well (the opossums keep trampling it) plus one of the vines in the original volunteer location regrew from a broken-off taproot that's doing great. So I have the potential for some staggered blooming too.
No idea if these are perennial here or if they just reseed themselves. The site where I think the volunteers came from had a lot fewer come up this year, but we had a weird weather year last year. So I guess we'll see.
#going to try to nab one of the fruits once they mature to save seeds from just in case#if i get to them before the squirrels and opossums which have taken every single tomato grown in the back beds this year#maybe i'll encase one in a wire cage#can't bitch too much since it's certainly thanks to the wildlife that i had these volunteers in the first place#might see if i can get one to grow inbetween the dumpster and the privacy fence in the alley#i think the neighbors would get a kick out of it#there's a rose of sharon there now (started this year so still spindly) and i've got hyacinth beans growing over the fence#(my fence is stained teal on the alleyside so it looks great with the pink and dark purple)#we'll see#passionflower#gardening#free plants#dispersion of seeds by wildlife
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I love to imagine Rebecca as trans like it just has become so ingrained in my mind it feels weird itâs not canon. She realized at a young age and her parents were supportive and let her present how she wanted and they used her name and pronouns, but they werenât around enough to go the extra mile for her and make sure she was being protected. She was the target of some pretty bad bullying at school, both from the students and the staff, and Ashton was the first person to defend her. Ashton is cishet (cuz I think itâs funny) and hes kinda ignorant at first but he tries his best and he just likes Rebecca and wants good things for her and heâs so emo he scares away the bullies lol. And this was definitely a big part in Rebecca gaining feelings for him he just showed her this special kinda care that no one else ever did, and itâs what makes her extra insecure as the years go by. Cuz she wonders if maybe the reason Ashton never seems to reciprocate her feelings is because sheâs trans and he just never thought to see her as romance material as a result. Which is a line of thinking that gets out of control really bad and she never gets to have the closure she wants with it either
She tells Isabella thatâs shes trans just cuz theyâre best friends and it sorta comes up eventually. Isabella was a tomboy growing up so she can definitely relate to the bullying shit pretty well and they are very protective of each other and vow to beat up anyone who talks shit about the other. They also just open each otherâs minds a bit, Isabella helps Rebecca feel more comfortable in knowing thereâs many different ways to be a woman, Rebecca helps Isabella maybe explore her feelings about her own gender and whether or not sheâs really attached to womanhood. Zach finds out in a more casual way, itâs just something he learns cuz it felt weird that he was the only one who didnât know and well. Heâs a good guy, he wouldnât mind. Itâs not something the two of them ever talk about really, aside from bonding over a few shared experiences with having to deal with assholes. And really, being trans just isnât something Rebecca wants to talk about too much, just because sheâs gotten to a point whereâs sheâs experienced being stealth and she knows how quickly people can turn on you when they know, and she understandably doesnât wanna deal with that shit. But because her friends are so supportive, she doesnât exhale and let herself just exist naturally around them and it does help her feel less insecure about who she is
Sexuality wise I think sheâs "straight" I think sheâs spent most of her life looking at Ashton and just assuming sheâd be with a man but once she finally gets to give up on him she has Moments with Isabella or like a certain fondness for Marianne and their shared love of history and other nerd shit and shes just like. Uh Oh đ
#the letter#rebecca gales#my beloved my bestie my wife etc#ive also just written like in a scenario where she gets with luke shes gonna like get that dick and then shes like oh fuckkkkk#and its pretty frightening cuz luke is a notorious asshole but hes about to find out so she just lets it out#and hes weirdly chill hes just like âhnnnghh does it look like i fucking care about that right now daisyâ#they uh. arent exactly a match made in heaven alkskf the way i write it like they are genuinely good for each other in a lot of ways#like i think they both can just help the other see important sides to themselves and improve#but i dont see them being like this happy long term couple i think rebecca can do soooo much better i think theyd get together when shes at#rock bottom and feels like no one will ever love her and she forms a bond with luke and she relates to him in a weird way#and this makes her feel worse like luke is the only one who sees the real her and she wants him because shes afraid hes the only one whod#tolerate her its just a very unhealthy situation and he has enough good in him to keep her on the hook#but enough bad in him to never satisfy what she needs and to make her feel like shit#its like. i dont think its IMPOSSIBLE for luke to be a good partner to her but hed have to do a LOTTT of changing that im just not confident#hed do plus like i mean hes literally a murderer and all of rebeccas friends hate him i dont think shed really be able to see past that#plus like hed be transphobic like maybe he isnt opposed to having sex with a trans woman in the moment but he certainly wouldnt be an ally#its all about whats convenient for him i think at best hed be like âyoure one of the good ones!â#i kinda love lukebecca lol not in a âtheyre cuteâ way ew just in a. âtheir interactions are really funny and interestingâ kinda way#i want them to fuck nasty and i want rebecca to almost sink to his level but then rise above and kick his ass#and i want rebecca to be the one who got away for luke like losing her is the biggest wake up call of his life#and then rebecca lives her best life with her awesome friends and they work on communicating properly#and she realizes she doesnt need a man to complete her and then she writes a book and is loved pleaseeee
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IâMA MAKE U SCREAM â
S. GOJO & S. GETO
âčâË. a series of unrelenting, mysterious phone calls late at night leads to you being sandwiched between two hot ghostface slashers whoâve got you fucking for your life.
warnings. 18+ content â mdni, fem! reader, ghostface! gojo & geto, threesome, knife play, landline phones, mentions of death, oral (f receiving), double penetration, anal/fingering, tongue piercings, pussy slapping, biting. 5.2K words whew (pls read anyway đ§ââïž)
xoxo, juno. happy halloween!! thank you to my dearest wolfy anon for beta reading <33 comment & rb if you enjoyed!!! đ
âhello?â
âwhy donât you wanna talk with me?â
âwho is this?â you roll your eyes, unimpressed by the cheery voice coming through the phone. âitâs like eleven at night, what do you want?â
âya tell me your name, and iâll tell ya mine,â that voice lilts into a teasing tone, words dripping with persuasive sweetness.
ânah, iâm heading to bed. nice talk.â
âaw, bedtime already? youâre not even gonna watch a movie before you sleep?â the question has your brows furrowing in aggravation, but you sigh, choosing to answer anyway.
âi didnât have anything in mind,â the caller lets out a laugh, straight into your ear. âwhat, youâve got a suggestion?â
âdo you like scary movies?â and you can hear the smile in the callerâs voice; heâs amused, probably laughing with his friends over the prank call in the moments of muffled silence.
âi suppose so.â
âdonât you have a favorite? why not watch it?â
âwell, i wonât be able to sleep,â you reply simply, twirling the phone cord between your fingers. âbut the longer we talk, the more sleep i lose out on. so, have a good night!â
âwait!â the caller snaps, demanding as ever. the sudden outburst sends chills straight down your spine. âdonât hang up on me.â
âand why shouldnât i?â the blatant defiance has the caller letting out a laugh that sounds rather menacing . . he clears his throat, seemingly returning to his more even tempered tone.
âweâre not done talking,â he says simply, sounding a little crackly through the phone. âso donât hang up, youâllââ
a rational person with an interest in talking would certainly call during the day, and only once or twice before quitting altogether to wait for a call back. an irrational person would have your house phones ringing off the hooks while you were in the shower, calling nonstop and then getting far too arrogant once you finally picked up. just as you slam the phone back down, it starts to ring again.
you decide to leave the room, figuring that the caller will tire himself out quickly, but he doesnât. in the time that you left the phone to go to another room, there wasnât a single beat of silence. furious, you race toward the phone, fingers sliding on the kitchen counter as you snatch it up.
âfuck you! listen to me, youâd better stopââ
âno, you listen to me,â the caller snarls, and the harshness of his voice has your heart kicking hard against your rib cage. something in your gut tells you that this isnât just a talkative caller. âdonât fucking hang up on me again, got that?â
you recover some of your composure, goosebumps rising on your skin. the cool breeze blowing through a nearby window adds to the chilling feeling thatâs washed over you in only a matter of seconds. âw-well, what do you want, then?â
âi wanna see your insides, dummy,â is the crazed response, and you canât stop the way your face immediately twists in horror. a clicking sound is heard as the second phone in your houseâthe one upstairsâis picked up, and another person hops onto the call.
ânow, now,â this new voice is smooth, immediately drawing your attention as you listen attentively through the phone. âthatâs no way to talk, youâll scare her silly.â
âwhat the fuck?â you ask aloud, although you hadnât meant to. all you can think about is the fact that two weirdos have you almost . . cornered on the phone.
the crazy voice scoffs, ignoring your mumbling. âwell, you heard her! trying to hang up and shit,â he clicks his tongue in disapproval before sighing. âanyway, where were we?â
you donât even say anything, and the other voice exhales into the phone. âsee, look at what youâve gone and done now. our girlâs too scared to talk to us, isnât she?â
âlook, i-iâm just gonna go to bed. goodnight.â
âyouâre not going anywhere, honey,â the calmer one of the two says, but this time his voice is much clearer, almost as if heâs standing beside you. you take a step backward, trying to shake off the weird feelings and relentless goosebumps spreading across your skin.
you might as well be wearing nothing.
the satin slip dress you were planning to sleep in is as thin as plastic wrap; youâve backed up into someoneâs strong chest and thanks to the thinness of your pajamas, you can feel each sharp ridge of muscle. the pecs are strong, firm to the touch, and the abs are hard enough to cut diamonds. fear races through your body, so overwhelming that your lips part to let out a screamâbut the noise is muffled by a large palm that pulls you back, flush against the muscles. separated only by a few layers of clothing, you can feel the warmth of their body and the casual rise of their chest as they breathe. if you werenât being silenced, this would be comforting, in a way.
âpromise you wonât scream, baby?â that calm voice has a dangerous edge; you nod immediately, frantically, desperately â as you feel a few tears gather in your eyes. this . . does not look, feel, or sound good in any way imaginable. who even are these people? and why you? a seemingly normal thursday evening had gone entirely downhill, and you didnât even know why.
âgood girl,â the person hums, dropping their hand from the lower half of your face and instead replacing it with the sharp edge of a knife. âletâs head upstairs, shall we?â as you ascend the steps, the blade drops lower, until it hovers over the tender skin of your throat. you canât even turn around and see who the person is, for fear of getting cut over the simple action.
âcould i at least turn around?â
âwhat for?â he asks, nudging the bedroom door open. youâre met with the frightening sight of a person in robes lounging on your bed, against your pillows. they have a spooky, ghostly mask, but you know who it is the second their mouth opens.
âyou took the knives out that quickly?â the figure clicks his tongue, raising a hand to his face to pull off the ghostface mask. so this is what this isâsome kind of ridiculous scream roleplay . . but the feel of the knife and the way it gleams is too real. âwhat happened to playing around, suguru?â
âitâsâitâs you! from the phone.â you say, straining against the man behind you, who pulls the knife a few inches away from your throat.
âcareful now, doll. youâll hurt yourself.â
âif you let me go, maybe iâdââ the man on the bed sits up then, pulling off his mask. you canât see who he is just yet, the shadow from his hood obscuring his face. in a moment, he grabs hold of your face with a gloved hand, fingers squeezing cruelly at your cheeks.
itâs utterly nasty, the way feelings of attraction twist in your stomach. heat rises to your cheeks and you swallow, looking into diamond blue eyes that have your heart fluttering despicably. how is it possible to even be focused on your grim reaperâs looks, almost entirely forgetting their intentions as you lose yourself in those eyes?
âcat got your tongue? i said i wanna see your insides and you didnât even look fazed.â
beneath the robe, you can see the tips of snowy hair, along with a face thatâs far too handsome to belong to some kind of murderer. you shake your head in disbelief, sucking in a breath. âuh . . huh? sorry, i didnât hear you.â
he drops your face with an annoyed scoff, stepping back to plop down on your bed before fully pulling off his hood. âyâknow whatâsuguru, you deal with her.â
the man behind you pushes you forward, and you awkwardly take a seat beside the sighing killer. suguru tugs off his mask and inspects the knife closely, running a gloved finger over the edge before nodding. âmight as well use the knives on you. maybe youâll hear us then?â
âwhatâre youâwhyâre you doing all this?â you ask, the words sputtering out of your mouth nervously. âis there any way i can convince you not to cut me open?â
suguru looks at his literal partner in crime, pushing his black bangs away from his eyes as he speaks. âoh? trying to cheat death, sweet thing?â
you shrug, casually flopping onto your back. the satiny fabric of your dress flips up, and you unintentionally give both of them a great view of your panties. now that theyâre deliberating how to move forward with you, the fear of the situation has dissipated greatly. âi just wanna go to bed and live to see another day tomorrow. name the price for my life and iâll pay it.â
âthose are fighting words,â suguru remarks, âdonât you agree, satoru?â
satoru nods, eyes glued to the thin fabric covering whatâs between your legs. his mind runs wild as he imagines what he and suguru could impose on you. theyâre practically in syncâsuguru looks over just as satoru looks up, the two of them sharing a knowing look.
âhmph. sit up and listen.â satoru nudges your thigh, and you do as he says, looking bored. the whole night has done one too many 180s, giving you the most severe case of whiplash in your life. youâd initially been annoyed, terrified, then mildly attracted, and now . . almost indifferent.
âyouâve got my full attention.â
âweâll let you live, on one condition,â satoru raises a finger before you can object, while suguruâs eyes covertly sweep over your body. âthink you could handle us at the same time?â
a proposition for a threesome is something you certainly did not see coming! you bite the inside of your cheek, willing yourself to maintain composure. suguru spices it up with a smirk, dragging that sharp knife of his along the edge of your jaw.
âyouâll have to fuck like your life depends on it.â
it does. tension weighs the air down, filling the room with a thickness even suguruâs knife couldnât cut through. sweat beads along the skin of your spine and you exhale in defeat. being between these two would be hardâin all ways possible; but one mistake and theyâd probably end up slitting your throat.
truthfully, youâre willing to risk it. most girls donât usually cross paths with two men that are each extremely attractive and willing to share you between one another. you squeeze your thighs together, an action that doesnât go unnoticed by either of them.
ây-yeah, okay. iâll do it.â
âatta girl,â satoru praises, the corners of his eyes crinkling. a wicked smile finds its way onto his rosy lips, but you donât back down, instead spreading your legs. you look between them, a silent invitation extended in one glance.
âlie back for us.â
âyou were the one who told me to sit upââ perhaps the unnecessary snark isnât a good idea, not with the way suguru eyes you warily.
satoru leans in hastily, connecting his lips with yours to effectively shut you up. his body barrels into yours, pushing you into suguru, who catches you and cages you against his strong chest. the knife is abandoned as he strokes his fingertips along the tender skin of your neck, sighing into your ear while satoru occupies your lips.
âso pretty. heh, youâre pretty every night.â
suguruâs touch has you letting out a moan that satoru eagerly swallows, his gloved hands roaming your body. however, he seems to remember heâs got gloves on; without pulling away, he snatches them off.
âher tits, suguruâplay with her tits.â
the mumbled words are audible only to suguru, who complies with a chuckle. unlike satoru, he makes no move to do away with his gloves. you moan, his hands squeezing at your tits while his fingertips stroke over your nipples until they grow hard.
âs-suguru,â you mewl, pulling away for a moment to suck a breath into your deprived lungs, âkeep touching me thereâjust like that.â
satoruâs palm comes down hard against the side of your thigh, and he grips your face, forcing you to look at him. âfocus on me, got that? wouldnât want him to stop, would you?â
you shake your head, and in a split second, satoruâs got your upper lip between his teeth. he bites down playfully; the impact makes you gasp, and he seizes the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth. arousal pools in your panties, and you fidget in your spot between them, hoping that youâll finally get the attention youâve been craving sooner rather than later. suguruâs tongue drags against your neck while he takes in the scent of your body wash from earlierâs shower. thereâs a cool sensation coming from the center of his tongueâyou can feel a firm ball of some kind.
itâs a little shameful, getting this hot and heavy from a simple kiss. only, his tongue rolls against yours, and any semblance of embarrassment melts away. suguruâs fingers pinch both of your nipples at the same time, sending shockwaves right to your pussy.
âfuck,â you sob into satoruâs mouth, practically lightheaded from how overwhelming it already is, as well as the lack of air. âi-i need more.â
suguru hums, continuing to toy with your hardened nipples. âalready slutting yourself out for us, sweetheart? that was fast, wasnât it?â
satoru finally draws back, a glossy string of spit connecting your lips to his. he doesnât move just yet, savoring the moment like a piece of special candyâyouâve practically got hearts in your eyes, all hot and bothered because of him. well, suguru is a factor, but he didnât put in nearly as much work as satoru.
âlie back for us, babe.â this time you donât fight them on it, scooting off suguru so you can comfortably prop yourself up on the mountain of pillows.
âtsk. this dress ought to go.â suguru brandishes his knife, and cuts through the satin material of the slip as easily as a stick of butter.
âhey!â you snap, the remains of your dress sliding off to the sides of the bed like rags. âwhat about you two!? you canât just cut up my clothes like that when neither of you are naked!â
satoru rolls his eyes, tossing your legs apart. meanwhile, suguru clearly isnât done with that knife; he trails it along the slopes of your naked body, the edge of the blade sharpened in a way that has you gasping. he applies a little bit of pressure, and your skin splits like it would after a paper cut.
âa-are you cutting my skin open?â you ask incredulously. you know the answer, but for whatever reason, you donât pull away from him.
âmaybe,â he replies breezily. ââs nothing deep. you can handle it, canât you, honey?â
âwould you look at that?â satoru wolf whistles, and heat rises to your cheeks as he gathers your legs together, tugging them up. the knife pauses at your collarbone as suguru leans backwards to take a look, and his eyebrows raise immediately.
âsheâs fucking soaked.â
âput the knife down ân come give it a taste.â
satoruâs request is breathless, but effective. the knife falls onto the blankets, and for a moment you use your head to consider what might happen in the futureâsomeone could sit on that thing, lie down on it. satoruâs tongue rips the thought out of your head and replaces the words that were on the tip of your tongue with a sweet moan of bliss. your clit throbs at the prospect of more, and their balmy puffs of breath fanning over you only arouse you further.
their faces press together, side by side as they start to eat your pussy in a way that immediately has your back arching and hips bucking. satoru focuses all his attention on your clit, flicking the tip of his tongue over it while suguru slurps up all of your slick. there it is again, that cool sensationâheâs got a tongue piercing. the moonlight shines through the flowy curtains, illuminating the killers in an almost angelic glow . . maybe theyâre actually pussy killers.
ââs like fucking candy,â satoru moans, tongue dipping down to gather up your slick. it bumps into suguruâs, and he only lets out a laugh that sends vibrations through your entire core. âsweetest pussy iâve ever tasted, shit.â
the room fills with the lewd, nasty sounds of their slurping and licking as they devour your pussy together. you slip a finger between your teeth and bite down once one too many noises threaten to escape you, and suguru pulls back to land a smarting slap on your pussy.
âah ah. do not try to go quiet on us.â
âsorry, âm sorry,â you stutter dumbly, mind and body reeling from the delicious sting of the slap.
âwe want you screaming,â he emphasizes, spitting onto your cunt and watching as it flutters, the glob slipping down more rapidly due to the movement. âand you will be, by the end of all this. understand, doll?â
you nod hastily, and his eyes flick upwards to your face, the hardness in them a simple warning. âyeah, i understand.â
satoruâs drawing hearts and letters on your clit, each one making you shudder more than the last. each drag of his tongue makes him moan as he takes in more of your taste. beside him, suguruâs dips his tongue between your folds, the sensation nothing more than a tease. they plan to split you open on their cocks, and getting you desperate for it is only the first step of their plan.
ângh, t-thatâs so fucking good,â you cry, thighs quaking on either side of their heads. âplease, iâm gonna cum.â
âgive it to us,â satoru is the first to speak, his voice clear as it cuts through the lewd sounds in the air. heâs got one hand on the side of your thigh, holding you open just for them. âon our tongues, like a good girl.â
satoruâs ministrations on your clit grow more insistent; heâs working to pull your orgasm from you, while suguru continues to slurp at your messy pussy, his eyes falling shut. a familiar and overwhelming sensation coils in your tummy; itâs one that has your hands flying to both suguru and satoruâs heads, fingers finding purchase in their hair.
âiâi think âm gonna cum,â you cry, back arching off the bed while your hips jolt forward into their faces. after hearing the first word of your delirious warning, satoru replaced his tongue with his finger and moved beside suguru, the two of them slurping all your cunt has to offer. to them, itâs like drinking ambrosia.
youâre pulling hard at their hair, only encouraging them to groan against you. suguru speaks, eyes rolling back from just a little hair pulling. but it makes sense, with hair like that. of course his scalp is very sensitive.
âcover us in your cum, baby.â
obedient and right on time, your pussy gushes, hole fluttering around nothing while your clit throbs beneath satoruâs finger. the intense orgasm has left you twitching from the aftershocks, gasping for breath, and overly sensitive. of course, satoru and suguru take advantage of the aforementioned sensitivity with smirks on their faces.
âno, wait, i-i just came,â is all you can sob, your hands smacked away once you try to tug them off your aching cunt. âsatoruuu, suguruuu.â
suguru only laughs, mimicking your tone with a roll of his eyes. âaw, babyyy. thatâs too bad, isnât it?â
with how sensitive you are, itâs not hard for them to drag a second orgasm out of you. this time, a few tears cascade down your cheeks as you fall over the edge with a pitched cry. satoru spanks your still twitching cunt and laughs at the way you gasp and recoil, legs still trembling.
âsuguru, whatcha think? you wanna take her mouth ân iâll fuck her pussy?â
âthatâs far too considerate, satoru.â he shakes his head, talking about you as if youâre not in front of them. âcâmon,â suguru purrs, gesturing for you to get up as he slips off his robe and boxers. âlie on top of me.â
you canât help but ogle, a little starstruck by his body and the thrill of everything. he sticks out his tongue playfully when he notices you staring, the metal ball in his tongue gleaming. his abs flex and his cock bobs as he lays down on your bed, beckoning you over with a gloved finger. satoru gulps, panting softly at the sight. following his best friendâs lead, he slips off his matching clothing and mounts the bed, which sinks under his weight with a creak. part of you wonders if the bed frame will give out by the end of this.
âhand me the lube,â suguru grunts, catching the small bottle in his larger hand. the liquid is cool, even through the leather of his gloves. he rubs his fingers together to warm it up a little for you. his fingertips prod at the tight ring of your asshole, and you let out a squeak of surprise.
âcâmon. relax for me, doll.â
you take a breath, body sweltering with arousal. this is certainly new for you, but you donât complainâand anyway, the slight coolness of the lube feels good against your hot skin. satoru bites down on his lower lip as he watches his best friend prep you to take both of their cocks at the same time. something wicked has the corners of his lips curling up into a smile as he pictures you screaming for them.
likely picturing the same thing, suguru tongues at your jaw, kissing the tender skin wetly before nipping hard. you can only cry out, his lips serving as a simple distraction while his fingers push inside and stretch you out.
you gasp, and he feels you squeeze down hard on his fingers, hips jerking away. âcome now, donât run from it,â suguru coos, twisting his body beneath you to angle you the right way again. he ignores your whining, and satoru silently strokes his cock to the sight. âi know, i know. just breathe for me, âkay?â
slowly, your body accommodates the new stretch without any more sting or discomfort. in fact, your hips begin to rock into his fingers, chasing them when he starts to pull out.
âi-i think sheâs ready, suguru,â satoru finally speaks up, clearing his throat. his voice is a little choked, and you can clearly see the flush on his cheeks even in the dark. âfor both of us.â
âyou hear that, honey?â his warm breath fans over the shell of your ear, making you shudder against him. âletâs see who can make you scream the loudestâme or satoru.â
âas if,â the man in question huffs, pushing your thigh to the side and looking over your dripping pussy with an obvious hunger. âfuck, baby. iâm gonna ruin you.â
with that, satoru grasps his cock and guides it inside your needy cunt. suguru does the same, pushing his length into your ass. the three of you moan collectively, a harmony if ever there was one. you sob, tears burning at the corners of your eyes from the intensity of the stretch.
satoru grits his teeth and grips your hips for support, then pushes all the way inside you. he bottoms out easily, his cock sliding against suguruâs, separated only by a thin layer of tissue. so thin that they can feel the shape of one anotherâs cocks through you.
âfuckinââshittt, oh my god,â satoruâs easily overwhelmed, heart pounding in his ears while sweat covers his entire body in a sticky sheen.
suguru bites your neck hard, but the pain registers as pleasure despite the fact that he tastes a few irony drops of blood on his tongue.
âdo either of you plan to move?â you complain, lips parting in an âoâ shape around a whiny moan. âor are we just gonna sit hereââ
âshut the fuck up,â suguru groans, clapping a dry and gloved hand over your tits before squeezing them. âweâll move when we fucking feel like it.â
waves of almost euphoria wash over your entire body, leaving you breathless and panting. when youâd first met these two, youâd been sharp and aware of your surroundings, but now everything is hazy and your body burns as though you have a fever.
the bed creaks dangerously as satoru jumps into action, slowly rocking his hips into yours with a few choked, wanton moans. before long, heâs more confident, fucking into you with a tight grip on your skin and at an invigorated pace. youâre so hot and oh so tightâsatoru fucking loves itâyou feel perfect. he loves the way you squirm on top of his best friend, hips canting forward eagerly to meet his. the evidence of how good heâs making you feel is painted all over your face, apparent in the wobble of your lower lip and the tears in your eyes.
you hear a sigh from behind you. âcanât lose the bet,â suguruâs voice is laced with faux sympathy. it takes him a few seconds, but he finally starts moving, groaning in approval at the shake of your body and gasping, ragged breaths.
above you, sweat rolls down satoruâs face, the snowy tips of his hair sticking to his forehead while others fall in front of his eyes. ây-you like it like this, baby?â the question is rhetorical, but your whimpering tells him everything he needs to know. the corners of his lips curl into a smile thatâs soon wiped away by overwhelming pleasure. âyouâre taking us so fuckinâ well, sweetheart . . driving me insane, goddamn.â
âi second that,â the metal ball of suguruâs piercing clicks as he sweeps his tongue over his teeth, panting hard into your ear. âreally, baby . . feel like the luckiest fuckinâ guy in the world right now, heh.â
as if youâre not the luckiest girlâbeing sandwiched between these two is a dream you didnât even know you had. inside you, their cocks throb against one another, dragging in and out of your holes ruthlessly. the tempo only speeds up, becoming too much too quickly.
you nudge a weak, clammy hand against satoruâs waist, arching your back on top of suguru and nearly nailing him in the face with a reverse headbutt. before the latter can say anything, satoru snatches your hand and intertwines your fingers with his, then pins it down to the bed. he advances forward, his chest now against yours to keep you still.
âah ah,â he tuts, his nipples hard as they press against yours, âmove your damn hand, baby. this is what you wanted, remember?â
âi certainly do,â suguru titters, nipping at your earlobe. âdonât be like that. you can take it, canât you?â
his words are convincing; heâs got you nodding in acceptance. heâs right, of course. this is what you wanted earlierâyouâve been taking both of their cocks so fucking well. just as you tell yourself youâll make it through this, satoruâs fingers ghost along the soft skin of your stomach. despite the exhaustion thatâs setting into his body, his hips donât even stutter as he focuses on your swollen clit.
âoh . . oh my god,â the words are torn from your throat, which only grows more sore with all the noise you canât seem to stop making. a familiar shakiness settles in your voice, and youâre fighting to keep the breath in your lungs, but it escapes you far too easily. âiâm-âm gonna cum for you, âmââ
as you hurtle closer to all encompassing euphoria, the sounds of skin slapping against skin fade out and grow foggy. yet, you manage to hear their voices eagerly spurring you on, the two of them in the same boat as you.
âyeah, âs right. fuckinâ cum for us, baby.â satoruâs own orgasm creeps up on him, his head tipping back as your pussy starts to flutter around his cock. of course, suguru can feel the throbbing of his best friendâs cock and the quavering of your needy pussy. he releases your tits, seeing the bruising heâs left before squeezing his eyes shut in concentration.
âya heard him, honey,â he utters after a long groan, his voice low and husky. âtake all of our fucking cum.â you gasp out, nodding your head frantically as you teeter over the edge.
everything happens fast, and all at the same time. satoru cums inside you, his broad shoulders shaking as he rides it out while your pussy practically milks him for more. your cunt spasms, hips jerking upwards from the intensity of it. the movement pushes out suguru, his cum leaking out of your bruised ass and spilling in white puddles on his pelvis.
satoru looks down, biting down on his lower lip as he pulls his cock from you. this is quite the reward, seeing cum pour from both of your spent and twitching holes. your shuddering, sweltering body finally begins to cool after what feels like hours. suguruâs exhausted, but he kindly lifts you and lays you down on the bed beside him. satoru flops down beside you with a heaving sigh, only to lay on the knife from earlier.
âow, fuck!â he jolts, sitting up and tugging the sharp blade from where itâs tangled in the sheets. he unceremoniously hurls it to the floor, laying back down with a vengeful huff.
youâre too tired to laugh, but a small smile plays on your lips. âdo you still wanna kill me?â
ânot right now,â suguru throws an arm over his face, gesturing in the direction of the floor. âthe knifeâs down there, anyway.â
you sit up, craning your neck to take a look. from what you can see, the floor is littered with their dark costumes and two masks, the knife completely out of sight. âi donât see it.â
âhm, remember we talked about making you scream for us?â satoru speaks up, and in your dizzy haze, you donât notice that glint in his eyes.
âuh, yeah, i think so? i thought you already did.â
âdonât you watch scary movies?â suguru scoffs, looking at you from beneath his forearm. âyou should know what happens next.â
you laugh, rolling your eyes. âyeah, whatever. what happens next, you kill me? very funny. let me convince you again,â and you clear your throat. âno, please donât kill me, mr. ghostface! i wanna be in the sequel!â
satoru simply shakes his head, and the knife plunges into your back. with a gasp, you sputter out a few garbled words, blood pouring down your bare back as you fall backwards onto the bed. you writhe on the mussed sheets, blood spilling from your lips and trickling down your chin in vermillion rivulets. beside you, the blood covered suguru and satoru let you struggle aimlessly until your body stills; then they slip their masks on again . .
âandddd cut!â the director jumps from his seat with proud claps, and the production assistants rush in from every direction to help clean up the mess.
âsatoru, fuck! that knife was so sharp,â you sit up, sending a glare his way as you wipe the fake blood off your skin. despite being a fake knife, the shiny plastic point was rather jagged.
âexcellent performances, the three of you! our halloween special is sure to be a hit!â the director is gushing as he praises the three of you.
âyeah, yeah,â suguru says, his cheeks flushed a rosy pink. âiâve gotta take a shower. seriously, the corn syrup is so fucking sticky.â
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.đ„ Ę Ë HOME COOKED MEAL â nanami kento
you bring itadori home for dinner & he gets to see a different side to kento
contents. aka you dig up some teenage photos of nanami, fem!reader, husband nanami, fluff, yuuji being your adopted son, i haven't watched the new ep (& i won't) but there is enough nanami angst so i am here to fix that â 1.7k
when you got ready to leave the school, your jacket on and bag tugged over your shoulder, you passed yuuji itadori in the halls, his expression suspiciously similar to a kicked puppy.Â
yuuji perked up a bit as you walked by, offering you a small smile and a wave. and though you considered heading on home for the night, eager to see your husband, you slowed, hesitant to leave the poor kid all alone.Â
âeverything okay, yuuji?â you asked, frowning as he rested his elbows on his knees, studying a stain on the floor of the school.Â
âhm?â the teenager glanced up, eyes bright and wide. his sweet smile was back on his face, so innocent and kind. for someone who had been through so much already, he was more caring than many people that youâd met in your life. âoh, everythingâs fine. everyoneâs just out on missions, so i feel a littleâŠâ he pulled up one shoulder in a shrug. âuseless.âÂ
you knew it must have been hard for him, being a student that wasnât quite like the others, having to train a little differently, adapt differently. but yuuji took it in stride, and he handled it better than any normal person would.Â
with a nod, you secured your bag around your other shoulder, shifting your feet. âitâs just going to be you here tonight, then?âÂ
he hummed, sticking his hands in his pockets as he leaned back against the wall. âi think so. some of the others might be around, but theyâre resting up.âÂ
âoh.â though you were certain yuuji had no qualms about spending an evening on his own, the thought of it made you feel like you were leaving a kitten out in the rain. almost pitiful.Â
yuuji waved before you could say another word, smiling, his eyes crinkling at the corners. âhave a good night! iâll see you tomorrow.âÂ
the car ride was spent listening to yuuji tell you story after story, the boy opening up to you in a way that he hadnât quite related to any of the other sorcerers, even gojo.
you smiled to yourself, enjoying his stories as you wondered how to tell kento that you were bringing your student home for dinner.Â
there was still a bridge to cross between them, and though you knew they both liked the other more than they let on, kento hadnât quite connected to the boy like he wanted to.
you hoped that by inviting him over, yuuji would see that kento, truly, wasnât as intense as he let on. he was sweet, caring, and he did have a sense of humor⊠even if gojo didnât really believe that.Â
you led yuuji into the house, and stopped him when you heard the sound of kento in the kitchen. his mission had ended earlier than yours, and heâd offered to cook tonight; there would be more than enough food for the three of you.Â
âiâll be right back,â you said, tapping yuuji on the shoulder. âlet me go tell kento youâre here.âÂ
youâd considered letting your husband know before you arrived, but you hadnât wanted him to protest. kento would try to make a fuss of having a guest over, even if it was only yuuji, and he certainly didnât care about formalities.Â
your heart skipped when you reached kento, his back turned, finishing up the meal that was steaming on the stove. even just standing in the threshold of the kitchen, you were overwhelmed with all of your love for him.Â
but it didnât take much⊠it never had. youâd always been sickeningly in love with nanami kento.Â
your footsteps were soft as you snuck up behind him. âkento,â you said, just above a whisper, snaking your arms around his waist. you kissed the muscles between his shoulder blades, listening to the steady thrum of blood pumping through his body.Â
âhi, sweetheart.â heâd heard you approach, and he turned, eyes softening when he glanced at you over his shoulder. âeverything okay at the school?â
you nodded, squeezing him tighter. even though youâd seen him just a few hours prior, it felt like a long timeâtime apart when you were battling curses always dragged as you worried for each otherâs safety. âdid your mission go okay?â you asked.Â
he took your hands from around his waist, bringing them to his lips softly. âeverything went fine. dinnerâs almost ready soââ then, he noticed your guilty expression, one that you were clearly horrible at hiding. âis something wrong?âÂ
you smiled innocently. âno! i just⊠brought a guest.âÂ
kentoâs eyebrows raised, his smiling falling quickly. âwell, you couldâve told me before.â he sighed, shaking his head as he turned around to face you.Â
âsorry, i thought iâd surprise you.âÂ
kentoâs lips drew into a thinner line. âhoney, please tell me gojo satoru is not in my house right now. heâs not welcome here anymore, because the last time he almost destroyed our fuckiââ kento glanced up, his words falling away as he glanced over your shoulder. âitadori. hello. i didnât realize you were there.âÂ
you turned, releasing kento as yuuji gawked back at you. heâd caught in such a loving embrace with kento. yuujiâs normally stoic teacher was in the middle of swearing, blonde hair tumbling over his forehead. kento had replaced his suit with casual wear, and his contacts had been taken out. in place of them were wire-rimmed glasses.Â
ânanamin!â yuuji gasped. âyou look so different.âÂ
âyes, well, i apologize for my apperance.â kento sighed, looking at you from the corner of his eye. âi wasnât aware we were having guests.âÂ
âone guest. its just yuuji,â you said, poking him in the middle of the chest as his professional tone returned, so easily taking over. âi donât think he cares what youâre wearing.âÂ
âno, i donât!â yuuji backtracked, eyes wide as he shuffled forward. âno, you look cool, you donât look soâŠâÂ
kento raised his eyebrows, amused, even if yuuji couldnât detect the humor in his expression. âso what?âÂ
the boyâs cheeks turned pink, embarrassed as he rubbed the back of his neck. âumââ
âyou donât look like youâve got a stick up your ass.â you said, voicing yuujiâs obvious thoughts as you kissed kento on the cheek with a short laugh. of course, it was only to embarrass him further in front of his student.Â
kento feigned a scowl, but didnât push you away, his gaze firmly planted on yuuji. âthatâs because i try to keep my relationships at work strictly professional.âÂ
âreally?â yuuji grinned, stuffing his hands back in his pockets, his posture relaxing as he grew more comfortable in your home. ânot very professional to marry someone you work with, is it?âÂ
you laughed loudly, already caring so deeply for the boy that youâd known for such a short period of time.Â
âthat was certainly an accident,â kento muttered, but his fingers lingered on your spine, tracing each of the bones. âiâll have you know we were not working together when we got together.âÂ
âreally?â yuujiâs curiosity spiked. âhow long have you been together, then?âÂ
you thought back to when you were teenagers, when kento had a haircut that he had since regretted, and smiled mischievously. reaching into your pocket, you pulled out your phone and scrolled through old photos, back from when you were just kids, the images grainy and of much lower quality than the ones from your recent vacation.Â
âhey, donât show him those!â kento protested. he reached for your phone, but you scrambled under his arm, stretching your hand out to give yuuji the device. âitadori, donâtââ kentoâs voice held a hint of panic, his cheeks hot with embarrassment as he grabbed you around the waist, trying to stop you from giving yuuji the phone.Â
but it was already in yuujiâs hands, and you laughed loudly, knowing that while you looked a little more awkward than you did now, your appearance had changed near as drastically as kentoâs.Â
yuuji squinted his eyes at a sixteen year old nanami, blond hair long enough to reach his eyes, dressed in an all black ensemble, an earbud in one ear. kento was hardly smiling, but you beamed next to him in the photo, dressed more childishly than you were now, but just as pretty. the image from when you still fumbled around each other, unsure how to admit that you were both in love.Â
a roar of laughter left yuuji as kentoâs expression fell, and he released you, snapping the phone out of itadoriâs palm. âthatâs you, nanamin? no way. how did youâŠâ yuuji glanced between you, squinting his eyes. âwell, i guess looking at you now it makes sense.âÂ
âi know,â you agreed, covering your smiles with your palms. âwe looked a little silly together back then. i saw the potential in him, but satoru certainly loved to make fun of us, didnât he, ken?âÂ
âi have absolutely no desire to relive those days.âÂ
yuuji laughed. âyou were just like fushiguro, i bet!âÂ
âscarily similar,â you agreed, as kento rolled his eyes beside you, putting your phone in his pocket to keep you from scavenging any older photos to share with the kid. âand he still loves to listen toââ
âdonât finish that sentence or iâll save this dinner all for myself.âÂ
yuuji eyes flew up to his hairline, but you just snorted, knowing that kentoâs threats were about as scary as a puppy.
âheâs still sensitive about it,â you whispered to yuuji. âgojo and his friends made fun of him all the time.âÂ
âoh really. just me?â kento retorted under his breath.
âyou must have been pretty popular, then!â yuuji grinned. âif you were friends with gojo. he said all the girls in school loved him!â
kento made an irritated sound, stirring the spoon roughly against the pot. âwell, satoru is the last person you should listen to. he has an ego bigger than the sun. and my wife is leading you astray. she was not similar to satoru, she was painfully shy, and it took weeks for either of us to talk to each other.â kento took the pan off the stove, peering over his shoulder at you. âand she is very lucky i love her too much to dig up any embarrassing stories of her.âÂ
âwell, stories about me arenât that interesting anyway.â you laughed, pointedly turning your back to kento. âyuuji, the good news is, iâve got some more photos in kento in the old photo books. letâs go see them!âÂ
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I love imaging Dick, Tim, and Damian sneaking around trying to meet Jasons new gf because they just wanna be involved in his life and they know if they they leave it to Jay they wont meet her u til they're married with kids đ
AND âomg us meeting Jasonâs siblings whenâ
AN: Ngl I love this idea too, its so shitty of them but they have the best of intentions.
Damian
A boy no older than 14 with eyes that pierce the soul was not what you'd expected to find on Jason's couch the very first time he'd left you alone there. Jason had to dip out unexpectedly early, and had promised you run of the place until he got back so you'd slept in as long as you could and were on your way to make breakfast when you're greeted by the hell-child.
Once your initial fright wears off you realise you recognize him from a photo Jay had showed you which makes you feel slightly more at ease.
âGood morning? Damian right?â You offer as you pass him, be-lining for the coffee machine, you're gonna need caffeine if you're meeting any member of Jay's family for the first time. âCan I get you anything?â
âAlfred says it's unbecoming to sleep past 9.â Besides the initial glare he'd graced you with as you emerged from the bedroom, he doesn't even look up at you, his eyes glued to the pages of a book. Like brother like brother, you guess.
âOh, well. Good thing Alfreds not here then.â You add a small laugh, trying to inject some humour to the situation. Damian does not respond in kind. âIs that a no? I think there's some chocolate cereal around here somewhere.â
âWhat do you do for work that allows you to be in my brother's home in the middle of the day?â
Jeez this kid is no-nonsense. âOr I could make pancakes, I make really good pancakes.â
âAnd tell me what exactly are your intentions with my baby brother?â Baby?
âI think there's some chocolate chips around here somewhere. Jason says you like chocolate. Chocolate pancakes?â
âDo you always avoid questions?â
âAre you always so intense?â
He slams the book closed and you nearly jump on the spot. He finally looks at you, really looks at you and as you stare back his features begin to soften slightly.
âIâll have a coffee.â
You're certain from the sly look on his face that he's probably not allowed coffee. He certainly doesn't need any. But screw it, he's not your kid and if it gets him to like a little, you'll take the risk.
So you pour two coffees and join him on the couch. His questions do not cease until Jason returns about an hour later. He couldn't care less about the coffee, but he does care about Damian breaking in to interrogate his partner and immediately kicks Damian out.
Dick
Dick finds out about your existence from one of Damianâs letters, and he's subtle but pushy about meeting you. Not that you're aware. He keeps âdropping byâ Jason's apartment âjust to see his lil brotherâ, no other reason but is told to get lost or downright ignored anytime you're there, until he decides to cut out the middle man and turn up at your home instead.
âLet me tell you, you are a hard person to get a hold of.â He informs as he invites himself through your front door.
âUm, hello Dick?â As you stare at his lush hair and sculpted abs you wonder what Alfred feeds these boys.
âYep! I can't stay so Iâve gotta make this quick.â he gestures for you to come closer, speaking in a playful, conspiratorial whisper. âJay doesn't know I'm here.â
That would be why he can't stay, Jason is due at your door any minute now.
âBut you two seem to be getting pretty serious and I think it's important that we all get to know each other. You following?â
You nod, and he gives you the perkiest, most genuine smile. That or he has that exact look practised to a T. From what Jay tells you, either is possible.
âSo, Barbara and I, that's my wifeâ You nod once more, you're aware of Barbara also. âhave booked a table at Casa Gotica for Thursday night. We need you to get Jason there without letting on that it's a double date.â
âI donât know.â you finally give your nodding head a break. âJay and I donât lie to each other.â
âRight. I can't begrudge that. Very glad to hear he's picked an honest one.â He takes a moment to straighten his thoughts, but his moment is cut short but the echo of Jasonâs combat boots approaching your door. Dickâs eyes rapidly scan the room for a secondary exit before he settles on an open window. âDon't think of it as lying, think of it as omitting the truth. Whatever you have to do just be there for 6.30. Oh, and it's great to meet you!â
âYou too.â
âThursday, 6.30!â
Before you can agree heâs gone, presumably scaling the side of your building as Jay steps inside.
Tim
Tim was actually the first to be aware of you and your relationship with his brother, however, the very real possibility of being gutted by Jason for snooping in his personal life was too high for him to make a move.
But you seeking him out is a different story; or rather, you being the first to say hi when you bump into each other in line at the grocery store is different. It would be rude not to respond to your attempts at initiating a conversation.
âHello, hi, are you Tim? You don't know me but Iâm Jasons partner. Its so great to meet you.â
âI know who you are.â He states rather ominously, eyes darting around behind you. âIs he here?â
âNo, but he's picking me up after.â His shoulders visibly ease.
âCool cool cool.â Heâs suddenly much more personable. âSo, I hear you're intoâŠâ
That chatting doesn't dry or lul at all as the queue dwindles and both buy your groceries. He waits with you until you get confirmation from Jay that he's on his way. He's easily the chillest sibling you've met thus far.
When Jason arrives he gets out of the car to open the boot and passenger door for you as always, but not before he thrusts his phone in your face. âWhere is he?â
Displayed on the screen is a selfie of Tim with you in the background, you absolutely do not remember it being taken.
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