#I’m slow on the manga so bear with me

[underfell]

Ok but the idea of Undyne’s armor being based off of Griffith’s?

First of all, the idea goes super hard and I love it.

And B, does that imply there’ll be parallel’s between Fell Undyne’s character and Griffith’s, or are you just interested in the aesthetic?

THANK YOU !!

Technically I’d parallel berserks whole premise of betrayal, if anyone’s a resemblance to Griffith it’s Asgore. Despite everyone counting on you, You want something so bad so you sacrifice everything to have it, including the people that care and love you. That’s basically the parallel.

[headingalaxys-spicy]

Heyyyy I love ur work so much!!! Can I request an allies x reader in which they go out on shopping and reader has the urge to buy something so ridiculous and maybe childish lmaooo like a figurine or plushie and is kinda embarrassed to admit it lmao I just wonder how the allies would react to their partner ❤️❤️

⭐️✨❤️💗 Fluff 💗❤️✨⭐️

Suitable for all so like yeah.

🇺🇸 America 🇺🇸

“Hey Y/N! Which pizza are you trying to-” 

The sandy blonde looked up from his grocery list to see that you were several paces in front of him, trying to rush off to the other side of the store. You were itching to get past a cluster of people blocking your path. This allowed Alfred some time to catch up. 

“Yo! Y/N! What’s the rush? The freezer section is to the left not all the way in the back!” 

“Yeah, I know…I uh…” Your eyes were estimating how much closer you were to the aisle you were trying to get to. “I just want to grab something real quick. You don’t have to-” 

“Well, I want to come, darlin’; show me what you’re so eager to get to.” 

You bite down on your lip, and your pace begins to slow. Alfred notes this and moves to your side, with the cart still in front of him. 

“Why’d you slow down? You were moving at breakneck speed earlier.” He playfully pokes at your cheek.

“I…..” You still had a little ways to go before you were where you wanted to be. “There this series of plushies I’ve adored since I was a kid & there is this re-release…” Your hands nervously rubbed the fabric of your hoodie. “And I really want one of them that I haven’t been able to find for the past couple of years so I can finally add it to my collection.” 

“Aw, babe.” Alfred pulls you into a bear hug and tousles your hair. “Hop in the shopping cart! Let’s get to the toy aisle ASAP!” It will feel like you’re playing a live-action game of Mario Kart with how he runs and steers the basket. 

🇨🇦 Canada 🇨🇦

As Matthew crossed out another errand that needed to be completed, he noticed that you’d been distracted by the directory. As he caught up with you, he couldn’t help but notice the excitement that began to blossom in your (eye color) eyes. His violet eyes trailed behind where yours were concentrating on. They landed on the specialty toy store that imported figurines from all across East Asia. 

“Y/N? Is that where you want to go next, maple?” 

You flinched a little when you realized that he was behind you. 

“Heh. Yeah…..” 

“Is everything alright Y/N?” 

“Yeah. I’m just worried about you judging me…. A little.” 

“Why would I do that, my sweet maple?” 

“Well, there is this one anime/manga series, and I have this collection of figurines that I’ve been trying to complete for almost ten years.” You turn your head to him so you can make eye contact with him. “And I’m just a little afraid you’ll like me less because of it. Or think I’m weird or something.” 

Matthew cocked his head to the side before he let out a polite giggle. 

“Oh, Y/N. I could never dislike you for something that makes you. YOU. Eh! Come on.” He grabbed your hand while he began to lead the way. “ I frequent this import shop. I know for a fact they just got in a new shipment this morning.” 

From there, Matthew will be comfortable enough to tell you that he comes here for all his oversized kawaii plushie needs for his secret room in his house. (He stays there when Alfred is visiting and needs to go MIA due to his social battery being dead.) 

🇨🇳 China 🇨🇳

“Come now! We have to hurry, or we’ll miss the shop before it closes for the evening!” 

Yao’s grip on your hand tightened as you made your way through the congested pedestrian traffic. Your attention was split between trying to concentrate on keeping up with him and seeing if you could spot that street vendor you’d seen before. 

So far, there has been no such luck until you saw it. The unmistakable pastel blues, pinks, and yellows that decorated the cart. 

“There!” You said absent-mindedly as your eyes lit up like a lantern. 

“Hm? Y/N the shop is at least two more blocks upwards.” Yao began to notice that walking with you while holding hands was like trying to drag a boulder. 

“Y/N! If we don’t hurry then-” When he turned around to see what had halted you in your tracks, his amber eyes immediately took note of the iconic pastel sign which read: “Chen Family Fluffy Handmade Companions.” Yao realized the look in your eyes demanded you to go over. He was about to complain about missing the chance to buy the remaining ingredients he needed to make tonight's dinner. He stopped himself when he felt his stomach rumble. 

‘Yeah, maybe it would be better to eat out tonight. I haven’t eaten since breakfast & I don’t have the patience to cook anymore.’

“Come on Y/N. Let’s go see if they have that one sparkly light-up bunny plushie I’ve seen you be mesmerized by a couple of times.” 

“REALLY?!” 

“Yes, Y/N. The last five times we’ve been to the night market together, your eyes have been glued to it.” 

“Is it that obvious?” You blush while evading his gaze to look at other illuminated signs. 

“Yes, but I find it cute. Why not just ask me to get it for you?” 

“I….I dunno….” Red consumed not only your face but your neck too.

“You’re so adorable, Y/N.” Yao removed some of the hair that had fallen in your face and tucked it behind your ear. 

“Let’s go get you that plush, then grab some dinner.” 

🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿 England 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿

The calm early evening atmosphere of the small tea shop temporarily put your nerves at ease. However, the closer it got to 18:00, the more your eyes wandered from your phone to the cobblestone, back to your high tea. Every few minutes, you’d see someone roaming in Brilliant Bright Bee merch. It was a small, internationally known brand of accessories and plushies that you had admired for a long time. 

Your eyes bounced back once more to the grandfather clock that was stationed near the entrance. 

“Y/N love? Is everything alright? You keep spacing out & seem antsy.” Arthur looks up at you from his Earl Grey tea. 

“Yes, I’m fine, Arthur really. It’s just…” Your eyes bound once again to the cobblestone path outside only to spot a cluster of 25-30 people all wearing similar BBB merch, outfits, and plushies. They were all headed in the same direction of one of the three BBB shops in all of the U.K.

‘With that group alone, they may clean out the entire shop….AND take all the Polar Bear n’ Bee  limited edition holiday plush I’ve been pining for since July!’ A frown had anchored itself to your face. 

Arthur’s eyes followed yours to look at the crowd that was beginning to head towards the Brilliant Bright Bee shop. 

“Looking at all those blokes preparing to battle it out over that new holiday collection from that popular indie brand.” As he spoke he noticed how your eyes had widened into cavernous pools of (eye color). They looked eager to join the battle. 

“Alright, love. Alright. But we get to redo high tea at midnight.” Arthur gives you a mischievous grin as he reaches for your right hand and places a scintillating kiss on it. 

“Pardon me, waitress! I need a shot of Expresso. I need to prepare myself for a retail bloodbath! Cheers!” 

[Arthur, my man Alfred’s energy be rubbing off on you. That or you are thinking bout yo pirate days ahahahah] 

🇫🇷 France 🇫🇷

Walking hand in hand with your flamboyant Frenchman through the Parisian streets felt like a romance novel coming to life. 

“So where shall we end the night? By the river? In a late-night wine shop? On the balcony at home?” Francis was shooting off ideas since, thankfully, he didn’t have work tomorrow. 

[A certain British man drank too much booze & needed to get his stomach pumped. JK headcannoning the reason he doesn’t drink caffeine is that while he benefits for the first five hours after having expresso of any kind later on he will be praying to the porcelain god for the next day.] 

You weren’t really concentrating on much of what Francis was chattering about. You’d gotten distracted by an ad that was for these handmade bears that would have a special charm sewn into them said to bring good luck. 

“Y/N, what could possibly be taking your attention away from Moi?” Francis says while playfully snatching your phone. When his blues land on the familiar stitching logo of the toymaker a Cheshire cat-like grin adorns his place. 

“Y/N, you didn’t tell me that you liked patches d’amour (loving patches)! I know some of the people who design and craft the bears….” Francis watched your face transition from shock to pleasantly surprised he knew being flashy in this instance was better. 

“I can pull some strings & get you one mi’amour.” He pulled you in close so he could plant a kiss on your forehead. Brimming over with happiness, you almost knocked Francis over when you thanked him with a big bear hug. 

🇷🇺 Russia 🇷🇺

“Which coat do you think looks better with my scarf Y/N?” Ivan placed one coat over the other as he looked at the floor-length mirror. Originally your attention was completely on him as you helped him find a new Winter coat. 

However, you gradually became more distracted. You continued to roam toward the front of the store & stay there for extended periods of time. Ivan heard your familiar footsteps rush back towards him near the dressing rooms. 

“Sorry about that, Ivan! I was just browning some other stuff that caught my eye!” When you turned the corner, Ivan’s violet orbs landed on your smaller figure. He could see that sweat beads were forming at the top of your forehead due to running back and forth so much. 

“Eye, see what you mean. It must be a ball because you run like dog to catch it.” Ivan says through a bright smile. 

“That's a very fetching joke.” You walk closer behind him. You get onto your tip toes so you can pinch his big nose. “But also, the coat in your left hand is very fetching too.” You rubbed your nose against his, before giving it a quick peck. 

“Thanks Y/N. But, seriously, what are you looking at, sunflower?” 

“Promise you won’t laugh?” Looking at him with a slight pout which Ivan always found amusing. 

“Da. Now tell me.” 

“Sooooo. You know that build-a-bear across the way?” 

“Da.” Immediately knows where you’re going with this. 

“They just dropped the seasonal sing-a-long Holiday Bear & I really want it!” 

Ivan giggles. 

“Hey! You promised not to laugh!” 

“Not at you or in a mocking way Y/N. You are the cuteness just like the things you want. Come.” 

Ivan tossed you over his shoulder. 

“Let me buy my coat & we can go get your bear.” 

[candycandy00]

About Me

I’m currently 40. 😱 I’m obsessed with the color pink and I’m a country girl (born, raised, and currently live in the Appalachian mountains). I speak with a thick southern accent. I collect figures. I’m a huge nerd in every way. I love comic books (both manga and American comics), video games (mostly JRPG’s, Otome/Dating Sims, and Survival Horror), Star Wars, Kaiju/Tokusatsu, and all things Horror. I read a lot, mostly fantasy and horror. I grew up in a conservative religious household and I’m still trying to unlearn a lot of bullshit, so please bear with me.

I write for three fandoms currently: Boku no Hero Academia, Jujutsu Kaisen, and Wind Breaker. I might write for others at some point and I’ve written tons for other fandoms over the years. I also write original fiction. I would deeply appreciate any support (reblogs/comments/likes) for my original stuff because that’s where my true passion lies. I’m somewhat slow with posting updates to my fics but I promise I’m trying. I tag my x Reader fics with the x reader tag so that people who hate x reader can filter it out easily. I haven’t always done this so I’m in the process of going back and properly tagging everything.

I mostly post my writings here. It’s mostly fanfiction but there are some headcanons and opinionated rants here and there. I’m trying to go back and tag them all. You can look for the tags “Jjk headcanons” and “bnha headcanons” (that’s what I’ll be tagging them). Otherwise I mostly just reblog fanart and gif sets. I reblog fanfiction and comment in the tags (whoever started this trend… bless you!). I used to reblog fanfics over on @candycandyreblogs before I started reblogging them here. Consider it a curated library of excellent stories. Every fanfic on there is amazing!

I’m always up for making friends! So feel free to message me and chat! My ask box is always open and anon is always on.

[silkythewriter]

Match up for FNAF Security Breach & Hazbin Hotel pls? I'm a straight female. I'm shy, timid, quiet & polite to strangers. With people I'm comfortable with, I'm loud, outgoing, playful, mature, responsible, motherly(to naughty friends), childlike(to mature friends/family) and sarcastic (unintentionally). I'm kinda tomboyish as I wear over-sized t-shirts, baggy pants, sneakers but don't play sports or video games. I'm kinda perverted which contrasts my innocent & baby face. I keep it to myself though. I'm a slow learner, not smart, not strong, and not talented. I'm pretty dense, straightforward and naive too. I get confused or misunderstand what people mean easily so it's best if you tell me straight to my face so I can't be mistaken. I'm also touch starved as I love giving & receiving affection but I only can hug one person and even then, I do my best to not overdo it. I'm a hopeless romantic, sensitive, & overthink often. I work as hard as I can & try my best & be careful as I can to everything I do, as I'm pretty clumsy & makes mistakes more often than most people. I try to help my family and friends as they've helped me & cared for me dearly. I don't believe in compliments I get occasionally or why my family & friends care for me because I don't see good things in myself only bad things. My hobbies are drawing, reading manga, fanfics, and watching anime, movies, & cartoons. Please & thank you!

Summary: match up with hazbin hotel and FNAF (security breach)!

Small warning!: This is my first time doing this so wish me luck! I’m not the best at judging who goes with who so hopefully I do decently!

Small note!:I am so so so so sorry if you don’t get the characters that you wanted, if you didn’t you can always try again with more details of your self but I’m not sure what else you’ll add considering how good you were adding details!

Fandom!: Hazbin hotel and Fnaf(security breach)!

Daily song suggestion!:

Fnaf(security breach):rockstar Freddy!

He most likely fell for you quickly after meeting you, give him about 2 months ☠️

The thing that he feel for the most is how polite you are to people you don’t know, but with a flip of dime your laughing and playful with people you know.Sometimes he can be a bit energetic, but energetic in the way he talks a lot, he finds it easy to understand your feelings of him by your body language and how you interact with him, he’s seen how fun you are with your friends, or polite to the other workers in the plaza. So he tries his hardest to make you feel comfortable with him! After all he doesn’t wanna make you uncomfortable

A hopeless romantic like you honestly, I think that’s why guys clash so perfectly, sometimes the other animatronics roll their eyes at your guys almost too good relationship

This man is honestly just absolutely obsessed and in love with you because of how caring you can be and also how much you help others after they’ve helped you!, it just warms his heart to the point of melting, I swear sometimes the rest can swear they can see hearts In his eyes while around you

Sometimes if he’s lucky he’ll go to the lost and found and find some backpacks filled with books or mangas he almost ALWAYS bring them to you cause he loves seeing your face light up when he finds a good one you enjoy!!

He loves how hard you’ve worked to get to where you are, no matter where you are he’s just proud of you for trying!<3. And he’ll make sure to show it when possible even if you don’t believe it he’ll keep rea forcing it till you do and trust me this man will do it for as long as he needs to so be prepared for the constant reassurance

HE ABSOLUTELY LOVES Giving you bear hugs and any physical affection as that is his main way of show affection other then words, but he respects any boundaries you set and please do tell him when he’s overdoing it cause trust me he doesn’t mean it he just honestly loves you a lot!

Weekly movie nights with you and him or the other animatronics as well as Gregory! You guys watch any genre, but half of the time Freddy insists on watching only your favorites cause anything you like he almost 99% likes as well!

Always has some of his fan mercy shirts and items for you!! And always makes sure it double your size so you can be comfortable! He knows over you love over size shirts so he makes sure to keep some for you! They probably aren’t your style but it’s the thought that counts ┐(‘～`；)┌

Is absolutely in love with your adorable face!! Sometimes it might weird you out when he just stares at your face randomly without saying anything, please forgive him he honestly just can’t take in how lucky he is to have you 😭😭😭

Extra for you cause you deserve it!: he loves seeing you interact with his friends or anyone for a matter of fact cause he just loves watching how much of a lovely person you are, this man is madly in love with you so I wish you luck 💀

Hazbin hotel: Husk!

Un like Freddy it took him a long while for him to fall in love, he isn’t all for the love and hearts due to (probably and in my own opinion) having trust issues after he was alive cause of many things he went through so you’ll have to be patient with him :(. Trust me it worth the while!

Your guy’s personality most definitely crash into each other due to all the differences, but you know that saying opposite sides attract each other? Yea that’s you guys in a nut shell basically, you guys are like magnets in your own special way (⌯˃̶᷄ ﹏ ˂̶᷄⌯)ﾟ

He gets a bit confused when he sees how caring you are to your friends and family and gets very confused when you start doing it to him, he’s not use to this type of treatment honestly, he doesn’t hate or anything but needs some time to get use to it and warm up to it but get ready for some sass when you do try it’s just a cover trust me and it’ll start to melt away with time

Sense your kind of a tomboy he’ll let you wear some of his old shirts or anything like that, but If someone points it out he’ll get flustered and embarrassed and tries just cursing them till the shut their mouths

More sarcastic then you and people honestly laugh at how much you guys make sarcastic comments to each other back and forth

Due to your baby face, people usually think your innocent and are absolutely flabbergasted when they find out your with him, but he honestly finds it humorous how people think your that innocent oh how wrong the are honestly-

He gets honestly pretty jealous at how the staff like you cause of how fun you can be around, he’s just jealous at how nice you can be to other people he knows it’s stupid and selfish but he honestly couldn’t care and just gives everyone you interact with the stink eye

He’s lazy anyway so he doesn’t mind lazying around the couch and watching anime or movies with you, he does end up sleeping half of the way though so expect some snoring 💀

If you have a drawing or sketch book he’d most likely steal it while your not looking and flip through the pages, most of the time he ends up keeping it and lies about not knowing where it is/ he just honestly loves whatever you do but don’t except him to say it out loud

He tries to be the best he can for you but at the same time worries about trusting you sometimes, so if you can be patient with him it’ll pay off soon! <3

Extra!: he loves wrapping his wing around you while you guys are sleeping/cuddling but he makes sure your passed out cold before hand so he doesn’t have to worry about you seeing it ♡(ᐤˊ꒳ˋᐤ)

HELLO MY FABULOUS FOLLOWERS!!! I’ll be writing from my phone from now on till I get a new I pad! ♡ฅ(ᐤˊ꒳ฅˋᐤ) I’m just happy I can write at all anyway see you soon it’ll get back to writing!

[my-little-corner-of-hc]

So those trigun hc huh? Nsfw you’ve been warned

Honestly, every Vash has a different vibe but the ones I know well enough to really write for are Vash from the 98 anime and stampede sorry manga Vash. It's been a long time since I’ve sat down to really dissect you. You'll have to wait till next time.

So let’s start with Vash 98. I’m a be real I think it is a disservice to really think of this man as anything but experienced in the sex department. What am I basing this on you ask, it's just the vibe.(I could get into this if I want but I’m skipping it for now) Man’s been around women before men too. It's not his first rodeo and it probably won’t be his last.

Pulls out every time, doesn’t want any accidents but also can’t bear to have that responsibility put on his partner as he’s a wanted man.Probably feels guilty enough as it is getting physically close to someone let alone getting them pregnant. He’s a man that would be hard to convince to actually cum inside even after years of a loving relationship. Likes the idea of kids but is too scared to have one himself if wanted to know.

Definitely a switch doesn’t mind being a bottom and honestly doesn’t have any complaints about his partner doming him but he also enjoys being the top. In that vein I’ll also say he’s a good even split on getting pleasured and giving it out.

Now let’s get down to brass tacks on this. Sex with this man is ether Vash and his partner having a very public flirting affair that leads to them finding an excuse to see themselves out as they have a whirlwind of undressing, kissing, and ultimately a quick fuck back in there shared inn room.Or a very slow build of longing looks and touches to a very passionate night of love making. Both work for him as they both fill a hole of want and loneliness. Though he does have a preference for the latter because he’s a big sap that loves romance and he just loves to treat his partner with the love and care they deserve.

Being actively desired when his clothes are off is still pretty new to Vash. Clothes on he knows between his fair face and reputation as a “bad man” he could most likely find quite a few willing partners but when they get back to his room however it’s a different story. So he struggles in believing that his partner can actually find him physically attractive.

Now let’s talk about Stampede Vash. His partner is more than likely one of his first or his first partner. As such he��s a little insecure when it comes to the relationship not having the experience and confidence to back him up leaning more on his partner to be his rock and steer them to where they need to be. As such he’s more a bottom at least for now we will see how that changes in the future. But I want to point out his bottom more so due to insecurity and wanting to follow his partners lead then choice like with Vash 98.

Is more a heavy handed giver then a receiver and almost avoids his own pleasure for his partners.Takes a lot for him to accept that his partner wants to do things for him let alone pleasure him gonna need a lot of just mutual talking to get this shorted out and even then old habits die hard.

An untended flirt. Hear me out here when this man actively tries he's not that great, trips up in his own head, but every once in a while this man is going to say just the most sincere, loving thing mid sex that his partners hearts are going to explode.Truthfully he’s a little shocked at how much it’s impacted them but he’s not complaining and low key really likes it. Will tease them during post sex cuddles about it too, very smug, very satisfied.

Unlike 98 I think Stampede Vash is a little more reserved when it comes to sex he easily feels more guilty about just existing, and sex can be such an intimate personal connection filled with meaning that he just can’t let himself have it. Just like with denying his food when he’s depressed he does the same thing with sex he doesn’t deserve to feel happy, wanted or loved.Which can unfortunately have the side effect of hurting his partner without meaning to because in his eyes their always deserving and should have the world on a silver platter but not him though he has to try and live up to being worthy of that love.Due that he ends up isolating his partner because he’s closing himself off making so they feel like their the one not worthy to know his emotions .Where 98 uses sex to fill a hole in heart Stampede Vash really struggles with coming to terms if he even deserves it in the first place.

[maddmuses]

mun is superior, pass it on.

Basics

Name: Madd, Maddlynn Maddithan, Maddie, Maddster, The Maddest, Waffles, Maddwaffles, Maddest One Around Age: 27+2 we ain't countin' them COVID years Gender: pebsi (fluid)

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Food(s): Barbacoa, Tacos, Tomato, Steak, Corn on The Cob, Salsa, Mint Ice Cream, Stroganoff, (still true af untouched except ig we can add caldo de res which I have been really about lately) Drink(s): Bepsi, Milk even tho it hurt me, Coors, Vanilla Bepis (even tho I can't fucking find it) Book(s): The Legends of Drizzt, Percy Jackson and The Olympians, The Heroes of Olympus, Assorted D&D Manuals, Any decent Graphic Novel, Strong Manga series; Hajime no Ippo, Eyeshield 21, Boku no Hero Academia, Bleach, Dragon Ball, Hikaru no Go, Yu Yu Hakusho, Yu-Gi-Oh/GX, Naruto, Slam Dunk, karate shoukoushi kohinata minoru, One Piece. We also addin' Chainsaw Man Favorite Author(s): R.A Salvatore, Ed Greenwood, Akira Toryiama, Tite Kubo, Masashi Kishimoto, Oda, Rowling (Pre-TERF) nah fuck that bitch not even pre-TERF she was wildly overrated, Tolkien Song(s): We don’t have time to be here all day, I’ll list some recent listens; Ocean Avenue - Yellow Card, No Flex Zone - Karmin and Watsky, I’m Something Else - SomethingelseYT, Dammit - Blink182, Punk Rock 101 - Blink182, Almost - Bowling For Soup, Stan - Eminem feat. Elton John, Absolutely - Nine Days, Simple Plan - Summer Paradise, So many Ninjasexparty songs, Rambe - Slow, Rambe - Don’t Greed, Zombie Love Song - YFM, Maroon 5 - Sugar, Reunion - Busted, Year 3000 - Busted Honestly those all slapped so imma add a few more recents: Montero, Good 4 u, My Nonfiction, Boyfriend Complex, anything by the nerdcore rappers

Movie(s): The New Guy, Spider-Man Homecoming (okay just that whole trilogy was best honestly), Spider-Verses too, Star Wars: A New Hope, Ed, Edd, ‘n Eddy: Big Picture Show, Hairspray (Musical)

TV Show(s): AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! Ed, Edd, ‘n Eddy, The anime adaptations of most of the manga I listed above, Ash Vs. The Evil Dead, King of The Hill, South Park (It fell off), Community, One-Punch Man, Gravity Falls, Scrubs, Venture Bros., Bob’s Burgers, Futurama, Daria, Star Vs. The Forces of Evil, The Boondocks, Saturday night Live when it’s decent, King of The Hill, Futurama, The Conners, As Told By Ginger, The Bear

Band/group(s): Busted, Blink 182, Maroon 5, Sum 41, Bowling For Soup, Ninja Sex Party Solo Artist(s): Rambe, Owl City, Billy Joel Place(s): Oregon, San Diego School Subject(s): Drawing, English, History Sport(s): Boxing, Karate, Football Male Actor: ?????????? Female Actor:  ???????????? I CAN LIST CRUSHES I GUESS BUT YOU DIDN’T ASK I DON’T THINK ABOUT ACTORS THAT MUCH

Life

Best Friend: Brandon (no longer roommate, he still isn’t on tumblr) Significant Other: Am the Single Pringle ;'( Siblings: TONS Dream Job:  Online Content Creator, Teacher, Professor Tattoos: Nada Piercings: Nope Languages: English, Spanglish, Spanish Lite

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Reason Behind URL: Well Madd is a component to my standard web handle maddwaffles, for prefix being appropriated from an ex while we were dating (it was a cute thing because we matched) that just hasn’t really evaded me. When it was yallneedahero I would have a more clever answer for you. Reason Behind Icon: I love Isane Nami and you should too # of Posts: 20,535!!!! HOLY SHIT BEFORE IT WAS ONLY 5,235 I SCALE SO HARD Why You Joined: idk!?!!?!?!?!? # of Blogs: P much just this one now

tagging: @pick-your-poison-please @burdenedreverance @midnightactual @waspandr @thundertempo @linklewinklewoman @rangikuxmatsumoto @baiika @auburniivenus @badassbarmaid tagged by: stole from @orihimex and stealing again

[ao3feed-hawks]

One-Eyed Kings and Glass Blades

One-Eyed Kings and Glass Blades by Milk For Camille

“In the kingdom of the blind, the one-eyed man is king. We've sat here, watching and waiting for eyes to open like ours, but you've lost your chance. You've taken the broken glass that clouds your vision, and with it, you've put a blade in our eye. Now, we shall show you one-eyed kings what it is like for the blind to see.”

(More coming soon. Maybe) (Also, fair warning, I'm not at all knowledgeable on japanese culture, but I'm doing my best. Please bear with me and correct me if you see me make a mistake so I can try and do better in the future)

Words: 491, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Amajiki Tamaki, Midoriya Izuku, Monoma Neito, Hatsume Mei, Eri, Original Characters, Takami Keigo | Hawks, Other Character Tags to Be Added

Relationships: Iguchi Shuuichi | Spinner/Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks, Midoriya Izuku/Shinsou Hitoshi, Kaminari Denki/Monoma Neito, Hatsume Mei/Toga Himiko, Amajiki Tamaki/Toogata Mirio, Other Relationship Tags to Be Added

Additional Tags: For Me, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, General Education Department Midoriya Izuku, Quirkless Midoriya Izuku, Sensei | All For One is Midoriya Hisashi, Midoriya Izuku & Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko Are Siblings, Murder, League of Villains as Family, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko Redemption, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko Needs a Hug, Takami Keigo | Hawks Needs a Hug, Eri Needs a Hug, Crimes & Criminals, Eventual Romance, Slow Romance, Fluff and Angst, Platonic Relationships, Platonic Cuddling, Hikiishi Kenji | Magne Lives, Secret Identity, Secret Organizations, Midoriya Izuku Does Not Have One for All Quirk, Quirk Analysis, Quirk Discrimination, Kendou Itsuka Has One for All Quirk, Swearing, Cannibalism, Anxiety, Codenames, Mental Health Issues

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44981989

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SHIBUYA SIDE NARRATIVES | JJK OC SIDE STORIES

by MARUS4N Just a bunch of non canon [obviously] short side stories involving where my ocs were during the Shibuya incident, nothing special, just smth for fun and to get out the way before I begin writing my main fic called since 2006. This might have multiple parts idk Warning for probably ooc stuff, I’m not too good at capturing characters esp because I haven’t written in years, so please bear with me. Oh yeah all art by me btw 🫶🫶 Words: 789, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Categories: Gen Characters: Gojo Satoru, Itadori Yuuji, Fushiguro Megumi, Kugisaki Nobara, Zenin Maki, Inumaki Toge, Panda (Jujutsu Kaisen), Chousou (Jujutsu Kaisen), Kenjaku | Fake Getou Suguru, Gojo Eva, Zenoki Yvonne, Shou Aoiriko, Sashikura Kazika Relationships: Gojo Satoru/Original Female Character(s), Gojo Satoru & Original Female Character(s), Itadori Yuuji/Original Female Character(s), Itadori Yuuji & Original Female Character(s), Itadori Yuuji & Everyone, Fushiguro Megumi/Original Female Character(s), Fushiguro Megumi & Original Female Character(s), Fushiguro Megumi & Everyone, Kugisaki Nobara & Original Character(s), Kugisaki Nobara & Everyone, Zenin Maki & Original Character(s), Inumaki Toge & Original Character(s), Inumaki Toge & Everyone, Panda (Jujutsu Kaisen) & Original Character(s), Chousou (Jujutsu Kaisen)/Original Female Character(s), Chousou (Jujutsu Kaisen) & Everyone, Everyone is here I’m not typing allat. Additional Tags: OC X CANON, Eva goes absolutely BATSHIT, Canon X OC - Freeform, Shibuya Incident Arc (Jujutsu Kaisen), Shibuya Incident Arc Spoilers (Jujutsu Kaisen), Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Overstimulation, not the kind of overstimulation you think., Original Character(s), Original Female Character(s) - Freeform, POV Female Character, POV Multiple, POV Third Person, Gojo has a sibling, Eva is Gojo’s sibling, this is just for funsies, Slow To Update, i have school, random tag via https://ift.tt/7FihZAY

[kei-kinda-writes]

Hi hi there!

Currently writing for:

My hero academia

Thinking of writing for:

Nothings here yet, sorry! :D

Masterlist

Coming soon! One I have more posts I’ll make one I promise

GET TO KNOW ME

You can call me Kei!

I wanna get into writing because I have a lot of ideas, and wanna see some more of my favourite characters! Please bear with me I’m not a very big writer and don’t enjoy long story writing so most of my stuff is gonna stick to short blurbs and headcannons. I’ll also try to include very little to no spoilers because I want everyone to enjoy my writing no matter how far along they are in the manga or anime. Additionally I will try my hardest to have no pronouns included in my stuff so anyone can enjoy them

I am hugely hyper fixated on anime and manga, and therefore I have a long list of fandoms and characters I adore! My personal favourites from MHA are Shoto and Nejire, I think they are very really silly :))

some other anime’s I’ve watched are JJK, one piece, and demon slayer all of which I very much enjoy!

Don’t be afraid to reach out and talk I’d love to get to know some more people and make some more friends online!

Please keep in mind this is very much a side project! So posts will be slow. Any feedback for improvement would be greatly appreciated!

[vanillsposts]

hello! welcome to my blog + thank you for giving me a follow! i wanted to do an introduction post properly for my followers - anyone else reading my posts!

I AM A YOUNG ADULT! Please do not be creepy towards me regardless of my age, as I still am very young and do not want to engage in any type of relationship other than friendship. Thank you!! ^^.

I have severe social anxiety and while I enjoy blogging, and am able to reply to comments - I may be slow to replying to messages or unable to do so. It is nothing against any messenger, I just struggle with social anxiety and restrictions regarding my parents’ rules while I’m on TUMBLR! ^^. I genuinely care about each of you - and hope you all understand my rules!

All people are welcome onto my page to interact in the comments or repost, but please DNI if you are a proshipper or a NSFW blog, as that is not welcome near me or my page. I also do not tolerate any hatred or bullying - so please remain kind and respectful!

Aside from that, some things of my interests are anime/manga - my favorites being Tokyo Mew Mew, Sailor Moon, Onegai My Melody, Space Patrol Luluco, Cardcaptor Sakura, Spy X Family, Ouran High School Host Club, Sugar Apple Fairy Tale, Chobits, and DBZ! I also adore the Precure franchise wholeheartedly! I am open to trying many new suggestions aside from horror or anything with an overly large amount of violence or NSFW content in it!

I will be posting about my favorite anime’s + mangas - suggestions I have, and much more! I also am a huge fan of gaming - and adore all things Pokemon, Splatoon, and Sonic the Hedgehog. I will be posting about my favorite characters as well - I am a huge fan of things like Sanrio, TokiDoki, Gloomy Bear, and more!

If you like these things as well, I hope you’ll enjoy my page!! ^^

[headingalaxys-spicy]

I was wondering if we could get a scenario with Canada, Japan and Russia where their darling is freakishly strong, like maybe they’re short in height but aren’t petite and love lifting and stuff. maybe they sneak up behind them and they managed to throw them over making them stunned. thank you !!! <33333

Oooooooh, late-night posting to keep the sadness away haha.

Canada 

While being wrapped in his little world, thinking about what he wants to make for dinner, what chores he has to do….

Matthew failed to notice your footsteps quickly approaching him. You pounced on his shoulders as if they were a balancing beam before completing a flip and landing in front of him. 

“Ta-Da! Hey, Mattie~” The glee in your eyes that you got to showcase your talents. The shimmer in Matthews made all of your training worth it. 

“Hey, Y/N. How are you, eh?” 

“Great, just came from my gymnastics class ready to go home and then maybe ….(insert another hobby you have). Then pass out. But I’m still kinda pumped up & still have a lot of energy to burn so I might just walk around the town then go home.” 

“Maybe I should accompany you. It will be dark soon & you shouldn’t be by yourself.” 

“That sounds like a great idea! Come on, Matthew! It’s the golden hour right now, and I just thought of this awesome sightseeing spot you’d want to check out. It’s on top of this massive hill!” 

You sweep him off his feet and sonic speed yourself to the spot that you are ecstatic to show him. 

“Whoa! Y/N YOU’RE REALLY STRONG! But PLEASE SLOW DOWN EH!!!” 

‘But also, how in the world did she get strong like my brother but much smaller?!?!?’ He’ll wonder what kind of gymnastic classes turn humans into muscular beasts. 

Japan

While gathering his latest manga, sweets, & bottled teas he wanted to devour for the night, Kiku felt a strange disturbance in the distance. He could feel it in the pit of his stomach. 

‘Or am I just hungry ? After all, I haven’t eaten since this morning. Work has prevented me from getting in any delicious meals. Packaged ramen isn’t cutting it like it used to.’ Kiku readied his Yen as he placed his items on the counter so he could check out. Once he left the convenience store, he could hear his stomach let out a loud growl along with a light shock that-

Kiku suddenly felt his body be tossed into the cool evening air. ‘Ah, so my instincts were right. I’m going to die tonight.’ That thought dissipated in the chilly breeze when he landed in your arms. You gently set him down as you expertly caught his manga in one hand and his packaged dango and pocky in the other. Lastly, you caught all three bottles of his unsweetened oolong tea on top of your head, all of which were neatly stacked on one another. 

“Y/N what in ze world are you doring? And rike when the hell did you become that strong??? What, are you a super strong anime girl or something?” 

You laugh at his shock as you place all his things back in his bag. 

“No, I just miss you. It’s been forever since we last hung out. Wanna go grab some soba, sushi, or something? My treat! Also I’ll carry you on my back because you totally look like you’re going to pass out.” 

“Yeah, Y/N that doesn’t sound rike a bad idea.” His stomach growled in agreement. 

Russia 

The rough breeze of the coming winter storm blew in his face roughly and bristled his beige-blonde hair. He was used to the cold that bit into his bones. His violet eyes took in the chambray-colored sky, quickly transitioning to a darkened grey sky. The clouds were thick like mashed potatoes as they encroached on the sky, ready to bring in the first snow of winter. 

As he continued to wander throughout the city aimlessly….

Until you surprise bear-hugged him from behind. The sudden shot of warmth heating up his chilled bones. He also took note of your extremely tight grip. 

“Ah, Hello Y/N nice to see you this afternoon.” 

“Hey, Ivan how are you doing?” 

“Fine, I’m just roaming around before winter sets in and I won’t be able to be outside as much.” 

“Well want to see a few tricks I can do before the ground is completely covered in snow?” 

“Of course.” He adored the many ways you liked to try and entertain him so he wasn’t always so consumed by his soul-crushing job, which isolated him most of the time. 

You started your little routine by backing away and doing a cartwheel. Then, you suddenly paused in your tracks to hold up a ten-second handstand. From there, you transitioned into a forearm balance before flipping over and landing into the perfect splits. Ivan simply watched your little routine in awe. You were flexible and strong. 

“And for my finishing move!” You sprinted back to him and bear-hugged him once more. 

“Do you trust me, Ivan?” You say with a wide smile. 

“Yes?” Unsure of what you were about to do. You picked him up with ease and tossed him five feet into the air. 

“Ah! Y/N!?” You surprised someone as small as you had this type of strength. 

He plopped back down into your strong arms & almost immediately let his huge arms around your neck. 

“Okay. Y/N I was not expecting that.” He was shaky from your surprise. 

“I know.” You giggle. “Let's go get some vodka to calm your nerves.” You skip off with him as Ivan's much larger body is firmly in your smaller one.

[more-than-a-princess]

@healingwords​ asked:  👀 - Name a series you've recently started!

Munday Questions meme

Possibly the most dangerous question on this list (for infodumping at least!). In short, when I’m not writing here, taking part in a few hobbies, or working...I’m likely reading or watching something. Partly for work and partly because I’m addicted to manga sites and my kindle, I’m never not starting, in the middle of, or finishing a series. Video games are easy though: like every other otome fan with a Switch, I’m on Piofiore 1926 and Amnesia Later x Crowd.

That said, here’s a few things I’m currently into or have just started:

Books:

Bow Street series and Gamblers of Cravens series by Lisa Kleypas (might as well go through all of her historical romance series at this rate)

Rokesby series/Bridgerton prequels by Julia Quinn (Please be better than the Smith-Smythe series!)

Girl Meets Duke and Spindle Cove series by Tessa Dare

The Selection (series) by Kiera Cass

A Court of Thorns and Roses (series) by Sarah J. Maas (my friends are convinced this is a fantasy series I will actually love! So I’m giving book 1 a shot)

I’m also waiting on a few other series to drop some updates/next editions in their respective series, too. But the above is what I’m actively reading.

TV:

She-Hulk (haters to the left, this is an incredible series and Jennifer Walters & She-Hulk have been my favorite Marvel characters for years), What We Do in the Shadows (Just finished Season 4!), The Bear, Miss Scarlet & The Duke Season 2, Rings of Power, Sandman, Never Have I Ever, and I need to start Andor. Some of these I watch with my fiancé and we are very slow at catching up.

I also have my super guilty pleasure show of Real Girlfriends in Paris no don’t look at me like that, I hate almost everyone on it but I get sweeping shots of Paris and that’s what counts

I’m waiting for a lot of new series updates to drop after seeing what Netflix/Tudum is offering, including but not limited to: Bridgerton, Bridgerton: A Queen Charlotte Story, The Crown, You, Elite, Stranger Things, Castlevania, Emily in Paris, Wednesday, Lupin, Squid Game, and 1899. Someone yell at me to finally start and finish Enola Holmes and The Umbrella Academy, too.

And for Hulu...I need Season 3 of The Great. So much. 

Manga:

I read a lot of josei and historical manga/manhwa, mostly! I need to get caught up with the new chapters that just dropped of Father, I Don’t Want to get Married!. I’ve also just started Is It Fortune or Is It Woe? and I just finished What’s Wrong with Secretary Kim?. 

Everything else I either need to start from the beginning or I’m waiting on new updates.

[neopuppy]

Teddy Bear (M)

Preview: The day you met Haechan remains one of your fondest memories.

The day he moved away reminds you that you’ve lived through heartbreak once before.

“We’ll talk everyday!” Haechan’s round cheeks bunched up. Throwing his arms around you with all of his might. Enough to make you stumble into him.

If he hadn’t lied, maybe the memory would hurt less.

Pairing: Jeno x female reader

Word Count: 8.3k+

Genre: College AU, one shot, pwp, heavy dubcon/noncon elements(don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable. thanks.), dark fic, M/F

Warning: bullying, questionable ‘happy’ ending, drug use mentioned once, possessive/obsessive behavior, lies deceit manipulation etc.

Smut Warning: misuse of a plushie, oral(M), degradation, thigh riding, bulging, dacryphilia, dumbification, breeding

“Hey! I picked that first!” Refusing to let go of the volume 1 Uzumaki that you’ve scoured through shelves for weeks to read, you practically collide into a pile of shipment boxes.

“NO! I did!” The boy in front of you wastes no time to play dirty, shuffling closer without loosening his grip on the manga. Side swiping one of your legs swiftly with his foot until you fall. Landing on a pile of hard and soft cover books with breath knocked from your lungs. He smiles largely, Uzumaki held above his head in victory. “That’s what you get!”

Blowing spit and sticking out his tongue, he breaks into a run toward the exit. Willing yourself back on your feet, you charge after him until you’re close enough to reach for hair flying off his head with each slam of his feet. Inches from the door, he’s yanked back. Fisting a chunk of silky dark locks, you dig your heels to the floor. Screaming like a banshee, throwing your weight forward to knock him down.

“Ahhh!” He screams mortifyingly loud, whining and writhing away from underneath you. Book clutched under both arms to his chest. “Get off of me!”

“Give me back the book!”

“No!” Shouting, he struggles, dramatically falling back flat. Feet kicking behind you against the ground. “Why are you so strong!”

“I have to help my mother carry crates of fruit to the farmer’s market every week.” You explain, grabbing a tuft of his hair to pull on again. Agony streaks his delicate features, button nose scrunched up drawing out a hiss.

“Stopppp, that hurts!” Sighing, he blinks. Water filled doll-like eyes stare up at you. Weakening the hold on his scalp, you settle back. Just realizing the awkward position you’ve landed yourself in, butt pressed down on his flat stomach. “Listen.”

Shaking off your hand, he pushes up on his elbows. Coyly smiling, big enough for the bridge of his nose to scrunch. “We can share it.”

“What??”

“The manga, we can read it together!” He pipes up as if it’s the most brilliant idea.

“No. I don’t want to.” You mumble, pushing up to stand. “I don’t even know you.”

He sits up too, rubbing the tender spot that throbs painful on his head. “I’m Haechan!”

“I don’t care.”

An annoyed huff pushes air out between his lips. Settling on his knees, book in one hand. His smile grows wider. “You might not care, but now you know me.”

The day you met Haechan remains one of your fondest memories.

The day he moved away reminds you that you’ve lived through heartbreak once before.

“We’ll talk everyday!” Haechan’s round cheeks bunched up. Throwing his arms around you with all of his might. Enough to make you stumble into him.

If he hadn’t lied, maybe the memory would hurt less.

Haechan bribes you with a paper bowl of steaming hot convenience store ramen. “If you share the book with me, I’ll share my noodles with you. Hey, I’ll even buy you some strawberry milk.”

The rumble your stomach gives is almost too perfect. Haechan smiling, dragging you back to the reading nook in the small comic store.

“You’re reading too fast!” He exclaims, splashing soup broth across the page. “I haven’t even finished this panel yet!”

“You read too slow!”

“Hey,” he leans back, arching a brow. “You’re kind of mean huh? I like that.”

Instead of pleasing him with a response, you throw the paperback at his lap. “Fine, you turn the pages. My arms tired anyway.”

“Mean girl.” Haechan mumbles, smirking. Offering you a forkful of noodles. Unsure if it’s anger or nerves filling your cheeks with a flush of heat.

That’s how you end up spending summer indoors. Cooped up together inside of the comic book store sharing your favorite recommendations with each other. Haechan preferred more gore and action, which made sense when you first read Uzumaki together.

Mentioning he wanted to reread it a couple of months later but was unable to find it anywhere. Probably because you kept it in a box under your bed along with the now empty bottle of strawberry milk he bought you. Plus the various coin machine prizes he’d won over time and offered to you. Claiming ‘I already have that’.

It’s not that you have a crush on Haechan. You like him. He’s nice, always smiling, and never reacts to the attitude you give him. He’s more insistent you hang out than you can understand.

“You’re moving?” By the time next summer rolls around, Haechan’s stomping around in front of you. Pulling out different mangas and putting them back in frustration.

“My dad’s been working on some mobile app for years.” He starts to explain. “I don’t know, this rich CEO in Seoul purchased it for like….a lot. Dad said we have to relocate, there’s way more opportunity in Seoul..”

“That’s good, I’m sure your families really proud of him..” doing your best to sound happy. You pretend to find the book in your hands much more interesting than it is. Seoul’s a 5 hour drive away, a little more than 3 by bullet train. Not that you could afford a ticket, never even venturing further than 5 miles from the only town you’ve ever known.

Haechan plops down next to you dropping his bouncy head of hair down on your shoulder. “Seoul’s really far..”

“I’ve never been..”

“You wouldn’t come visit me?” He turns to ask, the tip of his nose faintly grazing your cheek. Digging your two front teeth into your lower lip to placate the nerves that jump out of nowhere.

“Seoul is really expensive..” Haechan’s mouth droops to one side, upset by your answer.

“..Will you at least come by tomorrow when I leave?”

“Of course I will.” You assure, shifting to allow a small area to form between your bodies. Haechan had a habit of intruding on your personal space. Whereas you avoid affection, he craves it. Enjoys sharing everything, clinging on to your arms and shoulders whenever you hang out together. Making it difficult to dislike him even when you try to convince yourself he has negative traits.

The most negative being that he’d be moving away. Too far away.

“My dad bought me an iPhone,” Haechan beams, already customizing the phone’s background to a photo of Ryuk. “Here’s my number, you can text me.. when you get a phone..”

Drifting off on the last few words, he’s fast to change the atmosphere. Pressing his growing body to your side, slower than the growth spurt you’d experienced recently. He pushes up on to his toes planting a wet kiss to your cheek.

“Don’t forget about me?” Haechan whispers, brown pools tinted orange honey twinkling hopefully.

Running off, he waves, leaving behind a phone number scribbled on your palm and a trace of pouty lips on your skin. Burning in the aftermath.

That would be the last time Haechan spoke to you as a friend.

——————————————————-

“You remember the Lee family? That little boy you used to hang out with.” Your mom casually mentions over lunch one day. Age written over her features beyond her years. Today had been a tough one, unloading heavy crates only for a thunderstorm to ruin the chance of making any money.

“Sure.” You mumble, nursing a spoonful of hot soup hoping that will warm you up better than the weak fireplace you tried to start up with more ashes than logs.

“There’s these ads going around, sponsoring a child that comes from poverty.” She starts, sliding the newspaper your way. Big bold letters about an underdog hero, modern day Robin Hood giving back to his community. “You’re too smart for the school systems your father and I can afford.”

“This is a charity case.” You reply distastefully, reading the description. Full scholarship ride and housing covered, guaranteed a position to intern at Mr. Lee’s company to complete your credits.

“I’ve sent in an application for you.” She smiles, smoothing out a folded paper. “You’re one of the top 5, but you have to interview in Seoul. I don’t want you to struggle the way we have anymore.”

“I’m not struggling mom, I don’t want to move to Seoul.” You say, avoiding the letter. She sighs, biting back her tongue.

“Your dad has been putting in overtime, this weekend you will take the bullet train to Seoul. I cannot go with you, but I know you will flourish and achieve great things. You can be better than Mr. Lee even.” She finalizes, clasping her hands together. “We must find you something suitable to wear.”

She’s not wrong, over the years you work hard. Assisting your mother in any way with her job to make ends meet. Throttling yourself into nothing but studying, even growing less interested in the hobbies you once indulged in as a kid.

Things became more clear with time. That alone is obvious as you look at the second hand iPhone you started a piggy-bank for after Haechan moved. Able to pay for it and the cheapest service you could find finally after 4 years. It felt too late by then to bother texting him, it’s not as if he ever bothered to call.

Your mother was right, of course, Mr. Lee had gone from a broke engineer to a successful one developing various softwares for mobile phones and computers. His story is one you see spoken of often in newspapers and magazines, a local millionaire lifting his life up from nothing to a success overnight. It only took him 10 years, not that it ever gets mentioned.

“You’re the perfect example of prospering despite the environment you’ve been raised in.” Is what a woman wearing heels too high and a perfectly tight ponytail lifting her brows to two sharp lines says across from you. “I can’t wait to see your development, with an IQ like this there is no way you won’t soar to the top of your class.”

There is no way. Until there is.

‘I am still too shy to tell you how much I really like you. Given our current circumstances, I don’t think it’s the right time for us to take this next step. I hope you will have patience with me. In the meantime I will continue to admire your beauty at a distance. Pray for my heart, it hasn’t beat at a normal pace since you arrived.

-Your Teddy Bear’

The note crinkles between your fingertips. Lodged beneath a stuffed teddy bear plush that’s hanging from your locker. Attached by a string that has been neatly wrapped into a bow. The plush has silky brown fur, a patch of a red heart shot through by an arrow on its chest. It’s from the build-a-bear store, custom made, special, just for you.

‘Your Teddy Bear’ rereading the signature draws nausea up to your throat. It was no secret as to who walked around campus proudly nicknamed ‘baby bear’ because of his gentle cute resemblance to the animal.

Haechan Lee even sported a small fuzzy brown bear patch on his varsity jacket. One his girlfriend had insisted on ironing on to it after she began to steal the jacket off of him. The nickname was harmless, cute, yet made your stomach churn to read again.

“Aren’t you too old to carry around a stuffed animal?” Jeno’s locker rickashay’s loudly next to you. Breaking your stupor that’s held you in place long enough to miss the morning announcements. “Immature, don’t you think?”

Instead of acknowledging Jeno with any type of response, you shove the plush inside your bag. Distracted by punching it down to the bottom, the note drops from your hold landing at Jeno’s feet. He’s bending to pick it up before you’ve noticed, beginning to recite it outloud where he stands by your side.

“Pray for my heart?” Jeno scoffs. Throwing in a snorted laugh as you spin to face him. Shooting out your arm to snatch the note away from him. His laugh grows louder, shifting to perch on his toes and create longer distance between your limbs. “Don’t tell me you have a secret admirer? You??”

Jeno laughs boisterously at your jumping and cursing. Swatting at his bicep to retrieve the letter. “As if anyone would ever take an interest in you out of any of the girls enrolled. The only admiration anyone has for you is to make fun of these Good Will thrifted outfits you try to make look fashionable.”

Jeno mocks you, pinching your sweater at the shoulder as if you’re too disgusting to touch. His nose scrunching up, shaking away the material. “You’re worse than a pest. These scholarship programs just let in any trash off the street these days. Fucking charity cases.”

If you weren’t familiar with Jeno’s insufferable torment by now, you’d jump at the chance to talk back. Having to bite your tongue to resist the urge. A lesson he made sure you were quick to learn after the first week of the semester.

“Big mistake.” Jeno said after your belongings spilled out of your backpack. An uncapped black sharpie dropped on his white high-top Chuck Taylor’s. The tiniest, most minuscule black dot left behind on the toe of his foot.

Needless to say, your introduction was not an easy one. It just so happened that Jeno headed the same direction to his first class. Shoving past you with more aggression than necessary into the lecture hall. Of course he had the same morning class as you, because the universe had no reason to assist you. Not if Jeno Lee had any say about it.

Jeno could have sat anywhere, rows of empty seats up and down the aisles. Tons left in the back for anyone who preferred to zone out, catch more sleep. That would be logical, right? Instead he opted to sit directly behind you. Whispering up close to your ear, digging the pointed tips of a compass into your shoulder blade.

“Snitch, I dare you.” Jeno hissed. Chomping on gum noisily directly into your ear.

Stretching out his leg, Jeno drops his foot on your upper thigh. Bending at the knee with intention to leave a shoe print behind on your leg. He leans over closer, until only an inch of his butt sits on the lecture chair. “I just got these for school. Brand new pair, last left in my size.”

He grunts annoyed. Dragging the sharp compass down hard enough to leave lines on the back of your shirt. Jeno’s foot digs harder until he has your teeth clenched to bite down a pained whimper. “Should have you lick it until it’s clean. Better yet, bring your toothbrush tomorrow. Scrub them until they look fresh out of the factory.”

To say you started off on the wrong foot, literally, with Jeno would be an understatement. From that day forward he made sure to crowd into your space. Whether it be during class, or at your locker.

“Hey, Jeno dude. What’s going on here?” A voice carries down the hall. Jeno’s eyelashes flutter shut with irritation, forcing a cheerful smile on. He throws an arm around your shoulder, turning to face Haechan’s approaching figure.

“Hey man! Ah, you know. This one is always begging to see what snacks I have in my bag.” Jeno fabricates some story. Much too quick and sly for his own good. “I try to tell her, it’s a surprise for class!”

Haechan squints between the two of you. His girlfriend, Sinclair, waves at various friends passing by in a rush to class. With his arm wrapped around her waist as they enter the building. The epitome of a university’s power couple, especially in their matching Balenciaga sweaters today.

“If I remember correctly, she likes to eat ramen packets dry.” Haechan adds. Acknowledging you with a wink. “At least that was one of our favorites to share when we were kids.”

“That’s perfect, because there is no way I have time to warm up this cup of noodles before class now.” Jeno goes on lying. Pulling a face as the first bell to get your ass to class rings blaringly loud.

“Catch you at lunch, yeah?” Haechan waves your direction, lifting his chin Jeno’s way with a ‘later’. Moving along with Sinclair to their perspective classes.

Jeno groans, whipping his arm away with extra force. Purposefully jamming his hip into your side until you visibly grimace. Colliding against the set of lockers behind you.

“Be careful!” Jeno exclaims with large eyes. His palms slap onto your waist roughly, pushing you harder into the lockers. The handle and a large lock on one digs into your spine. Jeno’s gaze falls flat, eyelids thinning down to slits with a hardened expression. “You wouldn’t want to hurt yourself, now would you?”

He lets you go abruptly, spinning on his heel to catch up to a group of his friends. Not before stepping back swiftly to catch you off guard. Jeno’s shoulder budges against yours, making your back clatter into the lockers again with a groan. A sneer spreads across his lips, hand laid flat on the center of your stomach to keep you held in place.

“Watch out for yourself now, Teddy.” Jeno grins. “You never know who’s really watching you.”

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Focusing in class had been easier said than done after this morning's ordeal. Jeno’s taunts hardly bothered you as much as he probably wished for, but the teddy bear suffocating at the bottom of your bag did.

It couldn’t actually be from Haechan? Not after the less than enthusiastic way he greeted you upon recognizing each other during your first week. He made it apparent enough that he’d prefer for you to not mention the truth behind how you two knew each other.

It happened over lunch one day, Haechan must have felt guilty after borrowing your notes the week before. Inviting you to join his group of friends, insisting that you do.

That’s how you end up clenching your teeth next to Jeno. Jeno who immediately creates a tense air asking if Haechan knows you or something.

“Well yeah we, uh.. her mother! Used to deliver fruits and vegetables to my house. We would hang out as kids.. sometimes.” Haechan stares at you for a minute. Sighing before sporting a fake smile. “She’s in my dad’s scholarship program now.”

Sinclair giggles at that by his side. Turning to her best friend with a brand new iPhone covering her whispering lips. A photo of Haechan pressing a kiss to her cheek covering the case. Exactly, Haechan has a girlfriend.. A perfect, high class, designer wearing, spoiled princess.

Jeno leans over once Haechan manages to redirect the topic back to nonsense about sports. “That’s not how you really know each other is it?”

If your childhood friend wanted to wish for the past to never exist, why shouldn’t you?

“That is, my mother used to deliver fresh produce to his families estate.” You lie, feigning confidence. Jeno scowls, pressing in closer near your ear for no one else to listen.

“You smell like a liar.” He turns just slightly, letting strands of your hair trace across the bridge of his nose. “Like dirt poor trash, someone who had to work for pennies and dimes since childhood.”

A shout threatens to rip free past your lips. Jolting straight, you face Jeno abruptly. Defined brows lift, egging you to do something. ‘Snitch, I dare you.’ That’s what he said.

The old you would have fought back, the naive innocent you that hadn’t been crushed by the weight of harsh existence yet.

“Did you bring you your toothbrush?” Jeno sneaks up on you a few days after your unforgettable meeting. This time you were at least smart enough to hide the note in your pocket when he spoke.

‘I enjoy watching you study. You probably have no idea how your forehead wrinkles, how often you huff and groan to yourself. Writing so pretty and neat, everything about you is so perfect, isn’t it? I hope you will study with me one day. I’m willing to bet there is so much you can teach me.

-Your Teddy Bear’

Haechan had asked to borrow your notes in the library yesterday.

“You’re in Bio-Chem too?” He notes, peeping over your shoulder. “Wow, you’re smart huh? No wonder my dad won’t shut up about you.”

Haechan’s tongue clicks, whining about how he’s failing the course. “Can I borrow your notes? I really need to ace this next exam. Promise I’ll give them back.”

By now for as smart as you are, you should know he’s no good with promises. What he’s good at is resting his head on your shoulder, batting his pretty eyes. Poking out his lips in an irritatingly cute pouty shape.

“You know, no one knows I used to be poor.” Haechan brings it up one day. Stretching and cracking his back while seated next to you in the library. None of his friends ever seemed to venture into these parts..

“Are you ashamed of where you came from?” You ponder, keeping your eyes trained on words jumbling together. Even his voice had become more mesmerizing to listen to than you’d prefer to admit.

“No?” Haechan sounds confused, cheeks bouncing side to side in thought. “Maybe I am.”

“I think you are.”

“I’ve changed a lot right?” Haechan smiles, obviously happy about that.

“You definitely have.” Looking over his face, you think, a lot is an understatement. A once cute playful boy selfless enough to split his favorite candy bars with you. Erased and replaced by an arrogant lazy snob who couldn’t even bother to finish his assignments.

All the years you wondered once in a while what had become of your special friend Haechan. Has Seoul treated him well? Did he adapt nicely?

He changed, you changed, but even knowing this you held a shred of hope that your teddy bear could still be somewhere in there.

“Hey,” Jeno pushes on your spine, crashing chest first into your locker. “I asked you something, are you dumb?”

“What do you want me to answer first?” You mumble annoyed.

“Pfft.” Jeno glances around, taking a hold of your arm from behind. “You’re talking back to me?”

Walking down the hall, Jeno moves you with him outside. Trudging past groups with people waving and smiling whenever anyone greets him. “Let me guess, you did not bring your toothbrush?”

“Can’t you leave me alone today? I have an exam in an hour.” You argue, attempting to free yourself from his hold. Jeno scoffs at that, pushing you inside a bathroom that’s luckily empty.

“You like to play dumb, don’t you?” With no warning, Jeno cups your shoulders forcing you down onto your knees. Quickly throwing an old toothbrush at your face. He leans back against the door, foot landing on your thigh. “You want to study? Start cleaning.”

“What the fuck? No!” Anger takes over, refusing to indulge this sick game Jeno’s taken to playing. He’d have to find someone else to victimize today.

“Did I ask?” Jeno balls your hair up in fists, pulling until your back arches. Stunned, your jaw flies open, regrettably moaning.

It shouldn’t feel good. It doesn’t feel good, but it does.

Clamping your lips together, you’re fast to look away. Not fast enough for Jeno to miss it. “Disgusting.” He snickers.

That doesn’t stop a smirk from painting his lips. Pulling the tufts of hair harder until you’re swallowing back humiliating moans. Each pull loosening the tension and stress locking your neck in place. Weeks of worry and fear, constantly dwelling on the future.

“You like this, don’t you?” Jeno smiles, lapping his lower lip. Instead of answering you reach for the toothbrush, pressing it to the foot that’s still stepping heavily on your leg. “Nu-uh, that won’t do dumby.”

Roughly throwing your head down until you fold over, Jeno orders for you to lick his shoe clean first. “You think that’s going to get clean by just brushing it? God, how stupid are you?”

The memory of dragging your wet tongue across the minuscule black dot on Jeno’s new shoes sickens you. Playing like a VHS tape that’s been rewinded one too many times, constantly skipping scenes, showing the same one over and over again.

The worst part was when he demanded you finish the job with a kiss. “Consider it an apology for ruining my fucking day.”

That’s what Jeno said, discreetly adjusting his crotch before stepping out heading to class.

Each day turned into another strategic move, Jeno sat across from you. Knocking over your chessman, slowly draining you of any will to fight against him.

“You love studying so much, don’t fucking move.” Jeno sets a third thick hardcover book down. Sweats trickling down your forehead, salty wetness landing between the split of your lips. Resisting the urge to whimper and cry. Arms ready to give out under the weight of books he’s forced you to carry in each hand while on your knees.

“You always have your face buried in these books.” Jeno mumbles from behind. Pulling your hair into two separate sections to grab on. “Do you see how even the things you love can hurt you.”

Those words echoed through your mind often as well. Most of the time he had nothing nice to say, well, he never had anything nice to say.

Sometimes he made sense. He played a role like everyone else, smiling and boasting about upcoming trips. All the places he’s traveled to, the luxury sports car he spent every weekend waxing off until it sparkled like glitter.

It’d become a routine. Sleep. Study. Evade Jeno. Reread the daily notes from your teddy bear.

‘You looked so pretty today, I noticed your lip color matched your nails. Was that for me? Do you know I’m watching you? I’m always watching you. I want you to be mine, we’re the same you and I.

If you want to meet me, please bring the teddy bear to school tomorrow and meet me in Room 0423.

-Your Teddy Bear’



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Room 0423 hasn’t been occupied in years. Construction put on hiatus in favor of building a new wing, the end of the hallway you walk through hasn’t been in use since a freak fire some years back. Charred lockers and messed up tiling. Only a few of the rooms near the entrance are still put to use for the photography classes to use as dark rooms. It was rare to ever find students in the area. Other than when Jeno would drag you to one of the empty bathrooms nearby.

If someone wanted to meet in private it made sense to do it in the abandoned building, not that knowing that did anything to quill your nerves.

The room itself isn’t in such bad shape. Mostly dusty bookshelves and window sills from lack of maintenance. For the most part completely unharmed by the fire, accumulating debris and ashes from air circulation.

Even the chalkboard looked freshly washed still, tracing your finger across it with hardly any marks left behind. No sign of life, empty memories.

“You’re here.” A voice you know too well to easily confuse for Haechan startles you enough to jump up with a gasp. Jeno struts between the rows of desks, the door clicking shut behind him. His necks arched back displaying the full width of his muscular throat, prominent Adam’s apple. Shoulders solid and broad with hands in his pockets tapering his waist even more.

“Jeno?” Confusions more evident in the wrinkle between your brows. Tightly clutching the teddy bear plush to your chest the closer Jeno comes. Only stopping once there’s hardly any space left between the two of you, just enough to loom a dark shadow over your figure. “What are you doing here?”

“You know what I’m doing here.” Jeno rolls his eyes. Neck loosening in a stretch side to side cracking with each precise movement. “Oh..”

The tips of his fingers graze his upper lip, eyes large by the stretch of his brow yanking them to fully open. Emitting a mocking gasp, his lips part open to add more shock. “Right. You really thought Haechan was the one sending you those letters didn’t you?”

“Did he tell you about this?” You wonder, Jeno is one of Haechan’s best friends after all..

“My stupid teddy bear.” Jeno smirks, tugging on the bear's ear squeezed to death in your grasp. “I thought you were smart and would figure it out sooner. You must really like him to act this brainless.”

“What.. you—?” Jeno lets out a sarcastic gasp, wide gaze adding mockery.

“There’s that dim light bulb.” He snarls, hissing between his teeth. “I made it so obvious, didn’t I? The thing is, you so desperately wanted it to be Haechan..”

“I don’t get it, why would you? You hate me that much?” Of course it wasn’t Haechan. Not Haechan who didn’t even want to remember the times you cherished.

“Not at all.” Jeno coo’s when your eyes start to water. “I’ve thought about it..” his head tilts, admiring the tears cascading down your warm cheeks over his thumbs. Trickling way past his wrist watch, following a path of veins along his forearm. The idea of your pain against his strength doing more to excite him than he can stand much longer.

“If we had met under different circumstances. If my father hadn’t groveled like some pathetic loser to Haechan’s dad to save us. To continue developing my education in this overpriced prissy shithole..”

The corner of Jeno’s lip tweaks, it’s as much of a smile as he’s ever shown you up until now. Leaning in closer to lick the stream of tears landing at the crevice of your nose. He stays near, whispering just by your eye. “We could have met in a different way, community college or some bullshit. We could have had a chance at normalcy.”

He stands up right, kissing his teeth. Shoving the pads of his fingers deeper into your cheeks until the fat dips beneath. “But you had to like Haechan. That pretentious upper class rich asshole who’s never had to fend for shit his entire life. He’ll never understand where you come from.”

Jeno licks his lips, salivating the more you cough and cry. Brain throbbing from the collapsed image before him, in his hands. A broken pathetic thing to rebuild how he wants, make perfect. “I understand. I see you for what you really are. We’re the same really, you and I.”

“I’m nothing like you!” You squeak, gripping onto the teddy bear's neck for a confidence boost. “You’re awful! You’re the most horrendous person I’ve ever met.”

“I’m trash.” Jeno states proudly. Licking the back of his hand clean of your spilled tears. “Just like you. I knew after watching you for only a few days.”

Reminding yourself that Jeno doesn’t deserve anything from you, you push past him headed for the door. Pulled by your waist to lay against his chest. “Where do you think you’re going teddy? We’re not done here. We’re just getting acquainted.”

“Let me go!” Dropping the stuffed bear, you fight against his thick forearms squeezing around you. Kicking back at Jeno’s legs.

“Fine!” Jeno really let’s you go, squatting down to pull your hair before you can crawl away. Erupting a string of cursed screams, he pulls you too roughly. Finding a few strands of hair between his fingers later.

“You’re a smart girl when it comes to those stupid books teddy,” he says, positioning you on your knees. Something he’s become familiar with. “But you’re so fucking stupid when it comes to literally everything else, huh?”

He has the nerve to laugh, pushing your loose sweater off. Tsking and mumbling about how it’s a shame you cover yourself up so much. “I could tell though.”

Tweaking your chest, Jeno rips your top away, seams bursting from his brutal hands. Pressing a kiss on your sternum, he blinks up, observing the droplets hanging from the tip of your nose. “So pretty when you cry like that. That’s how I make you cry teddy.”

Jeno moves the teddy bear beneath your lower half. Thighs spread over its face. The same plush you’ve cuddled and held for nights, pretending Haechan could like you. That you could be the one wearing matching clothing with him..

Seeming pleased with your position, Jeno rips your underwear to the side. Grabbing one of your shoulders, his other hand trails up past your breast. Nose meeting yours with a soft kiss to your upper lip.

“Bet you wish your real teddy bear would come save you now.” Jeno laughs in your face. Taking a hold of your neck, he pushes until your cunt presses down on the plushies face. Whimpering filled with embarrassment.

Jeno wishing he only had a camera set-up to remind you of what a dumb whore you are with photos plastered all over the inside of your locker. Dropping one on the floor in class just to make you squirm. Next time, he’d have to remember.

“Do you know how stupid you look right now teddy?” Jeno gathers a chunk of your hair mercilessly. Yanked back to the point of miserable strain in your neck. Cock throbbing hard enjoying the shame taking over your soft face. “Come here.”

A sick satisfaction fills his chest, obliging you to sit on one of his thighs. Jeno relaxes into the old teachers chair, cupping one side of your hips. “Move.”

Biting down on his lip, Jeno’s other hand presses on your stomach. Shifting you to move up and down his thigh enough for your clit to rub roughly against his slacks. Flexing muscles against your inner thighs on purpose to get you more frustrated.

“Fucking your toy wasn’t enough?” He says meanly, wrapping an arm around your waist until you’re flush to his chest. “Such a dumb stupid little moronic slut.”

His free hand reaches up, prodding three fingers inside your mouth. Shoved deep enough to gag around. He starts thrusting them in and out quickly. Pushing back far enough to make you choke and cough. Gurgling up wads of drool that spill out gathering around his wrist.

“Tell me, tell me what a dumb slut you are.” Jeno bounces beneath you. Knee jerking between your legs in a harsh manner until you’re riding his thigh. Eyes rolled up moaning around the fingers clogging your mouth.

“I-I’m du-uhm” he knows you can’t properly speak. Gagging and lurching until the top of his button down shirts drenched in saliva.

“Look at this fucking mess you made, stupid and filthy.” Jeno rips free from your mouth, smacking wetly on your cheek until you glance between your bodies. His chest rising and falling faster with each bated breath.

“Clean. It. Up.” Controlling you by your hair again, he pushes your face into his chest. Hard enough to make you gasp for air. Thigh roughly stimulating your clit with no loss of speed. He reaches down, landing hard whip-like smacks on your ass. Rolling your face against the sloppy mess of drool. “Have to do everything for you.”

Standing up suddenly, Jeno pushes you too hard, crashing down on your knees, painful enough to sting. He peers down at you, slowly unbuttoning his top.

“Look at that.” Nodding to a near invisible sheen at the top of his abs, his tongue clicks. “Lick it off.”

Lick it off, just how you licked his shoe. Inching your tongue past every dip and muscle on his stomach just to get to the spot he’s complained about. That’s what Jeno meant, he meant to clean him. Clean him, make him less of a piece of shit.

“Exactly, maybe you aren’t just book smart.” He sighs pleased. Hard cock digging against your chin while you take extra time to dip in and out of his bellybutton. Lost in the thought of how smooth his skin feels under your tongue. A vivid image of Jeno standing under hot water, lathered up in soap, removing every trace of body hair that would hide any of his perfect figure.

Jeno could get off on this alone. The random sucks you give to each carved muscle. Twitching under your mouth’s working movements. But that would do nothing to calm his thoughts of painting your face with lines of cum. Jerking off on your eyes just to watch you suffer and cry about how you can’t see. Having to beg him to help you clean it off.

Undoing his pants, he considers it. Pushing them down past his narrow hips enough to let his balls breathe. He strokes lazily over himself, the tips of his fingers barely touching. Terrified large eyes stare up, the visual of his cock taking over most of your face from this angle dizzying enough to make him eyes roll.

“Jeno, please..I can’t. You’re too big..” a soft broken beg trails up to his ears. Cock twitching at the misery filling your vocals.

“Kiss it, at the tip.” He says huskily. Jerking the fat length before you. Slit glowing with stringy precum, dangling loose. “Taste it. I’m not asking.”

He moves forward, not giving you much of a choice. The wet tip smearing on your pursed lips. Leaving behind a gloss coat. “Smell it, get in there teddy. That pathetic dumb mouth talks back a lot, I know you can do better.”

Another push has your lips wrapped snugly around the fat tip of Jeno’s cock. Dramatically crying now, throat and body already drained of energy. Precum drips fiercely out of his slit, dampening the center of your tongue with a bitter tangy taste.

Coughing around Jeno’s length finally breaching way half inside. He grunts irritated, pulling your hair harder until you let out a fresh batch of tears.

“God you suck at sucking cock.” His eyes roll, this time in frustration. Bending at his knees to move you onto the desk. Jeno strikes your ass three times for good measure. Claiming disobedience, but that you’re a fast learner. You’ll learn how to properly take dick under his teaching soon enough.

He licks your face clean of tears, shushing you, gently pressed to your lips. “You want a real reason to cry? I’ll give you one.”

Jeno’s got you on your back in seconds. Manhandling you around this classroom with strength you’d only experienced in short moments before. Tossed and turned any direction he wanted.

“I knew my teddy would have the prettiest pussy.” He smiles sharply. Pupils large and black, endorphins too high from the incessant pounding need to cum. Gripping himself around the base of his length to slap down on your slit. Folds gushing with wetness clapping around the heavy meat landing against you.

“Jeno, please..” you whine, eyes shut tight at the roll your hips give.

“So wet for me. What the fuck are you begging for? Too dumb to even understand how bad you wanna get fucked huh?” Lining up to your pulsating hole, he starts to push in. Relishing in the sounds of anguish pouring out of your lips. Neck going loose, soaking up every torn whimper your throat presents him.

“Good thing Haechan never got to fuck you.” Jeno smirks, struck by your mound lifting the further he pushes inside. “Would have fallen in love with you like the weak little bitch he is.”

Jeno’s bigger than the two guys you’ve hooked up with back home. Twice as thick and long. Broad figure hovering above you shadowing darkness around you. He’s monstrous, physically stretching your walls to fit the entirety of his length.

“My pretty teddy, with the tiniest pussy to ruin.” He keeps mumbling. Falling into his own daze of satisfaction. Cursing and chewing on his upper lip. He smacks your thigh, pushing the rest of his length in. Arching up under him with a pained cry, he’s so deep, too deep.

“Tell me you love it,” he reaches up, scooping your face to make you watch him. “Cry and shout, but look at how your pussy wants me. Gripping around me begging for my cum.”

“T-too big. Big, b-big.” You can’t rip away your gaze from where he collides with your core. Glistening cock plunging in and out, in and out. More coated in your arousal with each drawback. Impulsively squeezing every time Jeno fills you up again.

“Fuck, you’re too good for me aren’t you teddy? Pussy sucking on my cock better than that mouth can.” Jeno’s motions speed up. Trapping you in a folded position, legs pushed up onto his shoulders. He draws your ass half off the desk, ramming against your bottom hard enough for the old furniture to shake and creak underneath you. “Bet that pussy never gets used huh? I’ll change that, fuck you everyday until all your hole knows it how to take my cock.”

Jeno’s stamina only accelerates the more you cry. Groaning and rolling his eyes blissfully. Tongue laving the stream of tears dripping down past your chin. “Keep crying like that for me, say my name.”

Dropping one of your legs, he grabs onto your jaw, shaking your face side to side. Commanding you say his name again with a growl.

“Jeno!” You have to shout, fingers bury under your tongue. Tugging down until pools of saliva combine with the puddle of tears around you. Jeno motivated by your dirty appearance to fuck harder and faster. Aiming his next thrust with precision. Hitting the bundles of nerves that race down to your toes. Biting down on his fingers lodged halfway in your mouth to control the painful cries that sound.

“My dumb stupid teddy, cumming around my cock again.” Jeno shows no pity, fuckng with extra urgency past your convulsing heat. Sweat shoots off his face at the rapid succession of thrusts. Neck arched back revealing the expanse of his broad drenched chest. Traces of spit left behind on the chiseled lines etching definition on his stomach. Waist dipping with each pound of his pelvis down. Sharp enough to bruise and ache the backs of your thighs for days to come.

“Love how your pussy swallows me up.” Scrunching his brows together, Jeno looks down. Admiring how fast he glides in and out, coated in your release. “Need to cum.”

“No! no! Not inside!” Squirming away is useless with Jeno’s hands splayed around your waist. Delivering three more pointed thrusts, he groans falling down. Forehead rolling back and forth on your chest releasing raspy guttural cries. Steamy warmth fills you up, losing no rhythm, he keeps thrusting. Obscene sounds of wetness squish between your lower halves. Driving his hips forward until the last spurt of cum spills out.

“Out! Pull out!” You whimper, throat scratched up from too many cries and screams.

Jeno props himself up, masking your pleading with a noisy grunt. Circling his hips painfully against yours. He comes down to a slow grind, gripping one of your wrists, pressing your hand down on the skin bulging out above your navel.

“I’ll protect you. Never let that fucker Haechan near you again.” Jeno sounds crazed. Pressing the tips of your fingers against your abdomen’s skin covering the tip of his length. “Now you’ll be my teddy bear.”

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Jeno’s instructions are clear and concise. Be ready by 7am, wait for him at the corner bus stop, and don’t talk.

“I can’t stand chatter this early in the morning.” He drones on the way to school. “That’s why I like you, you’re quiet.”

You shouldn’t feel flattered, blaming the nervous stir passing through your stomach on skipping breakfast. If Jeno hadn’t petrified you into silence you’d let him know the truth- you’re only quiet because you’ve never wanted to talk to him. Why would you after his unrelenting harassment?

“Did you write down your schedule for me like I asked?” Jeno pulls into a parking spot, palm held open expectantly.

Of course you did, because you’d do anything Jeno asks of you now. His intentions are straight to the point, whether you want it or not he’d be around. Lurking in the shadows, peering over your shoulder. Observing you even at a distance, studying your every move.

“Good, let’s go to the main office. I’ll put in the transfer requests to match your schedule.” Jeno’s eyes are hidden behind black tinted frames. Fierce eyebrows bouncing above them in a snarky manner.

He doesn’t bother to grab the door for you, shoving his book bag at your chest. “See, once I’ve switched to all of your classes, we’ll be together all day.”

Jeno’s walking with his head held high. Smacking his lips as he goes on, keys twirling around a pointer finger. “You will finish all of my assignments. We’ll work together for every project.” Stopping abruptly, he forces a heaved breath from your chest with his forearm smacking against your ribs.

“Of course, you will sit next to me at all times. I expect my grades to be that of a student riding on a scholarship. Nothing but perfect scores.”

Jeno seems pleased by the silence he receives, pinching your chin between his thumb and index finger. “I told you, you’re perfect for me. We were made for each other.”

“Hey guys!” Haechan’s jogging down the hall toward the two of you. Waving and smiling, momentarily confused as he nears noticing Jeno touching you in such an unusual way. A soft growl passes through his throat, snapping away from facing you to hide your body as much as he can behind himself.

“Haechan.” Jeno stiffens up, taking a stance with hands on his hips to pump his chest out. Jaw locked tight, stretching his neck high to glare down at the other standing only a couple of inches shorter.

“Heyyy man?” Haechan hesitates, eyes crossing in confusion. Bouncing up on his toes to catch a glimpse of you behind Jeno. “What’s going on? Is everything—“

“It’s time for you to go to class.” Jeno clasp one of Haechan’s shoulders in a ruthless grip. Enough for a pained squeak to embarrassingly escape him.

“Dude, what the fuck?“ Haechan grunts attempting to shake off his ‘friend’ “What the fuck is your problem man.”

“You.” Jeno smirks, pushing Haechan further back. “You are my problem. A problem I’m tired of dealing with.”

“Jeno, what the fuck?!” Haechan sounds pissed off. Confusion evades him as fighting instinct sets in. Resisting to push back when he spots you peeking over Jeno’s shoulder. “Are you okay?!”

“DON’T talk to her.” Jeno spits, roughly shoving Haechan’s other shoulder until he trips back stumbling over his feet. “In fact, you will never speak to her again.”

“Man, I don’t know what the fuck you’re on.” Haechan grits, spine ramrod straight, resisting Jeno’s intimidation. “Stop telling me what to do.”

“I’m not telling you. I’m warning you.” Jeno swipes open his phone, tapping a few times before showing Haechan a display of photos. “Actually, I’m threatening you.”

Haechan’s lips part, taking in a deep breath, letting out a tired sigh. “What do you plan to do with those?”

“I could go to the principal? Local newspaper? Straight to daddy? Inform him of what a loser his son is?” Jeno smirks, proudly opening up incriminating photos of Haechan partaking in illegal drug use. “I can just see it now- millionaires chaebol son! Addicted to snorting away his father’s money!”

“Why are you doing this to me?” Haechan’s distress reminds you of your own. Who knows when Jeno’s plans had begun..

“I told you.” Stepping to stand by your side, Jeno’s arm drapes around your shoulders. “Don’t speak to her again, don’t even look at her. I have more than enough to ensure dear daddy cuts you off for good. See how much everyone loves you when you’re nothing but a slum like me.”

Haechan prepares to protest, lifting his hand to motion for Jeno to stop. Shot down and smacked away instantly.

“Come on, we’re gonna be late to class.” With lips pressed to your forehead, Jeno drags you away. Leaving his former friend gaping like a fish out of water.

It feels like a melancholy scene out of a movie. Haechan grows smaller and smaller the further Jeno moves the two of you along. Much like the day he moved away, forgetting of your existence.

“Don’t ever think about him again.” Jeno mutters. Sitting your lifeless body down, he presses a kiss to your cheek. “He’ll forget about you, just like he did so easily before. You never meant anything to him.”

You never meant anything to him, but you mean something to Jeno..

At least that’s what he tells you. His actions speak otherwise, hauling you to sit by his side in your next class. Mentioning on his way in to the TA curiously eyeing him that he’d be joining soon and would love to become familiar.

“See,” Jeno bites his bottom lip to contain a prideful smile. Tickling the stray hairs by your ear, he pushes them back freeing your cheek up to speak against. “We don’t need all these fake assholes.”

Leading you toward the back, Jeno grabs the chair's leg you’ve sat on. A loud shrill screeching across the floor, knocking your knee into his. “You will sit next to me like this from now on.”

Noticing a few lingering eyes and hushed whispers directed your way, he presses closer to you. Nose nestled in your hair transfixed by the remaining scent of your shampoo. Glaring toward your peers snooping eyes and whispering lips.

“Now they all know.” Leaning back enough to cup your face, the pad of Jeno’s thumb brushes beneath your eye. Warmth fills the black pools roaming over your broken features. Admiring the hard work he’s put in, picking at a block of frozen ice everyday until it cracks. “You belong to me. You’re my teddy bear.”

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Hellooo! Hope you’re doing well! I saw that you wanted some writing inspo so I thought I’d suggest some bakugou comfort, how they comfort reader when crying or after a bad situation both sfw and nsfw, if you’re ok with that… I saw all the leaks of the manga and I haven’t stopped crying since :)… anywayss hope you have a great day and remember to hydrate pls! 💜🧡

Comfort! Bakugou x Reader

warnings: nsfw,he fucks the sadness out of you, after care, him praising you, fluff, smut, and angst all in one, soft bakguou, Pro Hero bakugou, he’s not that good at comforting

synopsis: your favorite character dies.

F/c meaning favorite character

“Just let everything out okay?” He was holding your waist tightly so you wouldn’t fall off his lap. Bakugou had came home to finding you in a little ball of sadness crying your heart out. The reason was because your favorite character had died. And although Bakugou had found the reason kinda dumb he wasn’t going to say out loud like a bitch and he knew you where going to kill him if he said such a thing.

Now Bakugou wasn’t necessarily good at comforting so he did the only thing he could think of. Fucking you, he told you cry everything out and he would soothe you saying you didn’t have to do anything and that he got you. “Mhm just cry it all out ‘darlin.” He was rubbing your cheek seeing your red watery eyes. “Yer such a pretty girl f’me right?” He was moving at a slow pace and as much as he would love to fuck your brains out he knew the situation didn’t really call for that.

“Kats it’s not fair y-you know how could the author do this to me.” You cried into his shoulder hands gripping his back like afraid he was just gonna vanish just like your f/c did. Bakugou just went along with ya “yeah fuck that author the bastard.” He felt your body tense one he hit your g-spot “want me to go faster? if ya want maybe fuck the sadness out of ya.” You could feel the tension as he just kept going at his slow pace waiting for you answer and then you realized katsuki was holding back for you.

This made you cry even more. “Shit my bad we can keep going at this pace sweets.” He kisses you and there is guilt in his eyes “no no we can go fast ‘suki.” And you just killed him right there from the way your on him wrapping your arms around his neck, the little nickname you had for him made his heart squeeze and your tear stained eyes and those lips oh how you looked so fucking gorgeous.

“C’mere” he flipped you over so that he was on top now. Vermillion eyes stared you down and it’s like he had you hypnotized. “If it hurts just hold onto me bite your lip and bear with it okay?” He questioned more like demanded but he just wanted to go already he wanted to make you better cause fuck that author for killing off your favorite character, he didn’t like seeing you cry it’s made him feel uncomfortable like somehow it was his fault.

You gave him a nod hands already circling around his neck. And before you knew he was inside of you once more. Somehow it felt different than before. He was kissing your neck every time he seen you wince. “Such a good girl f’me hm?” He was moving fast gripping your thighs as he moved in and out constantly assaulting your g-spot but you little moans that came out made it so worth. “F-fuck kats” your breathing was getting heavy and “yeah right there keep going right there.” His grin was sharp around the edges a bit scary but you loved it.

“Oh you like that princess-fuckkkk.” Your walls where closing around him and he wanted to cum so bad but no he couldn’t give in so easily. “Yer so fucking good for me yeah?” He was going so fast and you where relishing in the feeling while your was cum leaking out.

“Oh your such a tease.” Katsuki smirked watching you try to keep up with him. “Don’t give up yeah? I’m not done yet.” You could barley breath and Katsuki was going hard. And yeah you cried cause it felt good and hurted at the same time but he just sloppily kisses you saying that he would take care of you and don’t worry about it. “Mhm just let it all out my little cry baby.” He wiped your tears off your cheek.

“Ya know I would be done by now but I don’t think I can stop. Your still sad and we don’t want that right?” You where holding him very tight like a koala, head in the crook of his neck legs around his waist. He barked a laugh before whispering into your ear “how bout I fuck you till dawn huh? still think you’ll be crying then. “ he didn’t mean any harm with it he was being dead serious here.

Katsuki’s attacks just got harder and harder and you felt your eyes roll back a whine coming out. “Mhm you can take it I know you can.” He voice came out ragged seemed like he was running out of energy to. “Oh shit..” he breathed out not before releasing the cum he’s been holding in from the start. It’s like a mini bomb exploding inside of you and you yell his name, nails clawing his back, legs weak.

“Kat-“ a gasp of air “yeah I know don’t worry I gotcha.” He removes his cock and watches you visibly tire. “You feel better?” He questions already knowing the answer. “Uh huh” you breath out hugging him for comfort. “Good now let go sweets.” You clearly don’t agree from the way you get tighter around him. “Cmon it’ll be worth it I promise.” He looks at you before you sigh and your whole body unravels around him and falls into the comfort of your bed. “Katsuki” you watch as he bring his face to your lower area. “What’re you doing come here.” You whine missing his warm embrace. “Shush I have to clean up the mess right?” He begins to kiss the area close to your clit watching as you visibly shiver. “Suki” the little nickname rolls of your tongue like butter and turns into a moan.

“Mhm yeah just relax.” He begins to kiss your inner thighs sucking on them even biting them though not to hard and he’s pleased when he hears you moan. He’s satisfied your not sad anymore but he’s not done yet, he always go big after all. Next thing you know he’s sucking, slurping, kissing every little bit down there. He hears everything from the way you say his name, to you gripping the sheets he chuckles. “Your so cute like this.”

And then before you know it he’s done. He wipes his mouth before crawling into bed with you. “You can rest now darlin.” You curl into him immediately and he welcome it with that sharp laugh of his and his hands just wrap all around you giving you a kiss on your forehead.

Authors note: sorry this took longer than expected I was low key procrastinating but I did it! Hoped you enjoy!

[kuroiza]

ONE AFTER ANOTHER

sano manjirou | mikey !

SUMMARY; Another one slipped away.

FORMAT; Fic

READER; Female

RELATIONSHIP; Romantic

NOTES; BLAME @haikkai ’S ANON FOR THIS (warning!! that ask contains manga spoilers)

WARNINGS; canon divergence, reader death, manga spoilers

SIMILAR WORKS; Mitsuya Takashi | Hard Cover Breaks

TAGGING; @babyworld 💃

WORD COUNT; 1126

edit: no matter how many times I edit this I’m still not satisfied so I scrapped this shit off hope it’s at least decent to read though 😔

He didn’t have time to process anything. As soon as Izana’s figure disappeared after declaring war, there he saw your body flung to the ground. Emma’s screams, Takemichi’s screams and the unpleasant sound of bat hitting against skull reached his ears.

With loud ringing screeching in the boy’s ears, he stumbled forward, one step, then another, and another, and another until he was full on sprinting out of the graveyard.

“What happened?”

Takemichi’s breath was caught in his throat, eyes cast down onto the concrete ground, unable to face anyone, especially him. Trying to force Emma’s sobs and your body visible in his vision to go away, to fool himself into believing nothing was wrong, that everyone was well and happy.

He could block away everything, but he couldn’t ignore the throbbing pain in his chest and warm liquid that rolled down cheeks.

“I’m sorry, Mikey…” the words bubbled out before he even intended it to. “I’m so, so sorry…” Takemichi heard his voice crack, throat dry and mind slowly going crazy. This was all he could do, again. Apologize and cry.

“Takemichy,” Mikey’s voice was creepily calm. “get Y/N on my back, can’t let her lie on the ground. It’s dirty.”

The two teens sit stunned at his words, froze for a minute before looking at each other, horrified. They didn’t like how Mikey sounded, couldn’t bear it.

Still, Takemichi obeyed his words. Forcing himself to stand and lift your body while Emma assisted him with shaky hands.

“Sorry, Y/N. I know I said we’d go on a date today, but for now, let’s get you to the hospital first, yeah? Just a quick visit, don’t worry.”

Sobs and cries continuously left Emma’s lips as she held her hands together close to chest. Takemichi tried giving her a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder, an act of support, but even he couldn’t hold in much longer.

Lips parting, you managed to croak a word out. “Mikey…” his grip on you tightened upon your weak call. Eyelids fluttering open agonizingly slow, barely keeping them as they are.

Meeting Emma’s and Takemichi’s faces, you gave them a small smile, such a simple action seemingly taking every strength in your body to achieve it.

Your head hurts, pounding, and you feel yourself getting sicker and sicker, you just wanted to sleep.

“Keep talking to me, Y/N.” You’ve seen him being vulnerable before so this was no different, Mikey allowed his voice to shake.

Tears brimmed in your eyes, glossing them. Ah, how you would like to hold his face and stare into his eyes so very much, you’d ask him to stop and lay you down, but you didn’t want to waste any energy on asking things you wouldn’t get.

It was hard, but you managed to lift an arm. “No, Y/N, hold on me tight.” You patted his head nonetheless, hand smoothing his hair before giving it a butterfly kiss. So gentle, so distant.

Shifting your attention, you take in Emma’s appearance. She was safe. “I’m glad…you’re alright, Emma.”

The girl’s eyes widened, hands clenching onto her shirt so tightly it almost felt as if she could tore the fabric. Many questions circled in her head but she didn’t dare to snatch your time away with your lover.

Emma mustered a smile through tears, “I am.” and let out a shaky breath. “So, you have to be alright too, okay?”

It pained you seeing her like this, hearing her normally calm and laidback voice turn meek and afraid.

“Yeah, I’ll…try.”

It was an obvious lie, but that doesn’t mean it wasn’t soothing on the ears, ears of those who loves to deceive themselves.

Blinking, the salty tears traveled down your paling cheeks. You allow yourself to wallow in this moment, flashes of pictures running through your mind. Fond memories, even memories you forgot you even had now resurfaced, making everything so much more difficult, harder to leave all this behind.

You wanted to continue living with the others.

You can’t leave. You can’t leave Mikey alone. He needs you.

“You’re gonna be alright.” Mikey reassures his sister, or maybe he was reassuring himself. “You promised me something, remember?”

You attempted to stop him, first by holding on tighter and muttering his name, practically begging for him to accept reality.

“We’re going to have a family.” Whimpering, you could feel tears well up again, reminiscing the naive promise made by two teens in love. “And then, we’re going to have Ken-chin and Emma visit us, Takemichy will be there, too. The whole Toman will be there. Baji, Shinichirou…everyone.”

His eyes felt dry while his mind desperately held onto sanity.

Laughing, he continued on. “You’re going to have to take care of another me again, a mini me and a mini you. We’re going to annoy the hell outta you.”

Mikey’s steps were heavy, taking everything in him to not just collapse right there and then. Your arms held onto him tighter to remind him of your presence, it was a small gesture, but more than enough to calm his frantic heartbeat down. Even if just a little bit.

Your head rested on his shoulder, breathing in his scent and nuzzling close, you loved staying like this.

“I…would like that.”

After allowing yourself a few more seconds to relish in this feeling, you then turn to face the other two, the two that you saw as family.

A smile was presented, eyes closed with tears running down unwillingly.

“…Take care of Mikey for me, please?”

Shaking his head, your lover disapproves of this. He let out a forced chuckle. “You’re the one who’s going to take care of me, don’t push your responsibilities to other people.”

He didn’t hear an answer, so he sucked in a deep breath and clenched his jaw.

“You’re taking care of me.” He repeated. He heard your weak call again. “You’re taking care of me.”

Feeling your soft lips kissing the side of his head, Mikey halted in his tracks, eyes forward. When was the last time he felt as weak as right now?

Please don’t.

You were getting colder, he could see the arms wrapped around him losing color, and though the next sentence that spewed from your lips were croaked, smaller than a whisper, your voice was endearing as always, he loved them, he wished to forever hear them.

“Promise me to be happy, okay?”

Silence. Eerie silence. Then your hold on him loosened.

“…Y/N?”

Not you too.

“You’re selfish, you know that?”

His hold on you never faltered, lips stretching into a hopeless smile. “You want me to be happy,” the boy’s vision started to blur, acid rising in throat.

“But then you decided to leave me?”

[10dance]

Real 10 Dance 2022 Review!

The remote version of Real 10 Dance this year was streamed on 6/25 at 8pm JST and was available for playback for 72 hours. This was my first time attending the event, so you know I had to go back and take so many screenshots >:). Unfortunately most of them came out pretty blurry, but you can find much higher quality pictures from the Real 10 Dance twitter, Odori Biyori twitter, or Nishio Kouichi’s blogposts (first half | second half). (If you’d like to see, I also posted all of my pictures here on Imgur, some of which will be in this post.)

The stream is long gone now, but they sent a behind the scenes video for audience members who added tips to the staff, dancers, or Inoue. Here is the link (password: dancethanks) if you would like to see parts of their performances. I keep reliving the experience by rewatching this...

The first few sections were a lot of talking which I did not understand, but sailorspazz wrote up a very detailed report for that too :), please go read it for an accurate account of the event. As for me, I’ll skip right to the manga discussion and dance sequences under the cut lol.

Our panel of dance (and manga) experts come into frame and introduce themselves (left to right: Takashima Kiyomi, Motoike Jun, Shimoda Ai, Kajiya Takashi). I liked how Motoike-sensei hid his face behind the catalogue from the 2019 exhibition lol. He was my favorite part of the segment since he was sometimes just flipping through the pages while the others talked about something else haha. 

The first section was the dancers picking out a dance scene they liked from the manga and discussed the characters’ postures as well as the atmosphere of the dances that were portrayed (ex. the waltz from chapter 4, the God of Dance in chapter 25 etc.). The second section was almost entirely them breaking down all the things that make Suzuki’s face great (and praising Inoue’s art in general lol). Motoike-sensei even went as far as recreating a Suzuki panel on the whiteboard, which I imagine was very hard to do. They had to clarify that he definitely doesn’t draw under the Inouesatoh pen name lol. 

(This pictures cracks me up no matter how many times I’ve seen it)

Then comes the main dances! I’ll include 2-3 photos of every number (incl. links to the music) and give short comments for each. (Again, there are way nicer pictures in the links mentioned above but I’m partly writing this for me to recollect my thoughts so bear with me :P)

Masquerade (Khachaturian) - Viennese Waltz (Shimoda Ai, Murano Miri, Seuchi Hideyuki, Masuda Daisuke, Sekine Choma, Takagi Takashi, Motoike Jun, and Nishio Kouichi)

I loved that we got to see a female dance pair!! The way their dresses spun was so pretty, and when the rest of the group joined in, it really felt like a masquerade dance. This piece was very important in the 10 Dance plot, I’m glad that I could see people dancing to it (nothing came up on Youtube when I searched for it lmao).

Butter (BTS) - Cha Cha Cha (Kajiya Takashi and Katsube Kou)

This is probably the first time I listened to Butter in full, and now it’s kind of stuck in my head... The dance was really upbeat, I especially liked the part where they kept spinning, they just kept going..! The pair looked liked they were having a lot of fun lol.

Calmi Cuori Appassionati - Rumba and Samba (Sekine Choma and Takagi Takashi)

This was one of my favorite dances! It told such a dramatic love story and I kept rewatching it (and the BTS version) over and over again. As sailorspazz already mentioned, the shorter dancer (Sekine Choma) got to lead during the dance as well which is a bit uncommon even in same-sex dancing, so that was really cool. I had to add this third hilarious photo in as well, it’s so good that I’ve made a meme using it lmao (more HQ pictures from this dance).

All That Jazz (“Chicago” musical) - Slow Jive (Kamiwaki Yukiko, Saiki Tomoko, Shizumu Ai, Numata Manami, Takashima Kiyomi, and Tsukada Mami)

Ladies’ number B)! I saw the pictures soon after the in-person event was held in April; I quote retweeted it with “Women 👀” and got a like from one of the dancers... That wasn’t relevant, but anyway, I loved watching this dance!

Romeo and Juliet (Nino Rota) - Waltz (Nishio Kouichi and Motoike Jun)

Uh oh, time to bawl my eyes out again... This was obviously going to be my favorite dance of the event; it’s got the drama, the angst, and them wearing tuxedoes just makes the Honor Dance headcanon that much more real, how could I not cry?! Both dancers are similar in body type, so I’m really looking forward to using these pictures as reference for a certain fandom day coming up in a few months 👀...

Up All Night (Charlie Puth) - Rumba (Seuchi Hideyuki and Masuda Daisuke)

This is another song they managed to get stuck in my head lol. It’s such a sweet rumba (compared to the angsty one before) and it really felt like the dance moves and expressions matched the lyrics! The hand hold at the end is adorable too...

It’s Time To Dance (“The Prom” musical)

Allow me to indulge in spamming pictures from this finale, there were simply too many cute moments! I’m pretty sure Nishio-sensei and Motoike-sensei have paired up in past events as well, and they got to strike three different poses in this dance (not including them fixing each other’s collars because AWW THAT’S SO CUTE WTF). All in all, this was a great experience for those who couldn’t attend in-person, I hope they keep doing it every year for us overseas fans as well!