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[leotsukinagas]

tamaki amajiki » bnha ep. 68

[ppersonna]

physical - pjm | m

lights out and follow the noise. baby keep on dancing like you ain't got a choice. so come on, let's get physical - physical, dua lipa

↳ summary- you cant seem to escape the sexy fitness instructor that seemingly is everywhere you turn. it’s enough to make you irrational.

↳ rating- explicit

↳ word count- 6.2k

↳ pairing- park jimin x reader

↳ genre- smut, fluff, comedy, fitness instructor!jimin, honestly this is pwp but with like 20% plot

↳ warnings- oral sex (m/f receiving) penetrative sex, sex in public, exhibitionism, spitting, slightly dom!jimin, jimin is v mouthy during sex, jimin is also a brat, 

↳ a/n- hiiiii we back at it again.  this fic brings me to 1 fic per member so i can finally feel good about repeats looloooolll also, this was very fun to write because i got to incorporate my love for exercise classes and my bias uwu.  also jimin 100% would be the worst instructor to take a class from bc i would NEVER focus EVER AGAIN.  pls feel free to message, comment, etc etc bc i love friendship.  enjoy!!!!!

The sound of your spin shoes clipping into the pedals is like music to your ears. 

You feel your shoulders relax as you roll them, warming and stretching the muscles of your arms and back. EDM beats play lightly over the impressive sound system, encouraging the riders to cycle to warm up for 45 minutes of adrenaline and heart-pumping cardio. 

Spin class is one of your happy places. Group fitness classes give you a rush that solo workouts can’t compare to. You love the camaraderie, the support and the built in friendships. Plus, you love having someone at the front of the room tell you exactly what to do. So what, you’re a little subservient? 

You smile at the ladies clipping into the bikes next to you, not knowing who they are but finding that everyone is friendly and wants the best for themselves and the group.  It’s why you love these types of classes.  Strangers become teammates. 

You hadn’t bothered to check who was instructing today, having clicked on the class time that fit your schedule best. You hoped it was your favorite Hoseok, but had learned that all the instructors were just as good Hoseok was just so vibrant, he made you work harder. 

The heat in your legs builds upon a low simmer, muscles warming for an intense class.  A melodic voice sounds over the speakers, your instructor coming in and securing their place at the front of the room. 

You take a moment to stop gaping. In front of you is quite possibly the most beautiful human you’ve ever seen in your short life. 

He’s incredibly toned, wearing a tight adidas tank and second skin-like leggings. He clips into the bike on the podium and smiles at the class. 

You’re sure you’re salivating. You curse yourself for picking the bike front and center today, now acutely aware how likely you were to drool over the instructor the entire time.  

He notices your stare and winks before he adjusts his mic and speaks again. 

“Good morning, everyone!  I’ll be your instructor today. My name is Jimin and I’m happy to be here,” his voice is light and sounds like honey. It slithers down your skin and oozes into you.  “Let’s get started at a quick pace of 90 rpm’s and warm up those legs!”

His dirty blonde hair glistens in the spotlight, thighs flex and ripple in his leggings.  You’re frozen in your seat and it takes you four thumping heart beats to realize the class has started.  Fuck. He will be the death of you. Nothing makes you lose focus in class. 

You push your legs and begin, and he turns his gaze back on to you. It’s as if he lights a match and throws it on you, the way your body reacts under his stare.  You wonder what it feels like to touch his chest, his toned arms. You bite your lip and pant, breathlessness unrelated to the exercise. 

Class is torture. Everything Jimin says is a double entendre to your ears and you find your core aching and wet only 15 minutes in. Jimin looks perfect, up in third position on the bike, standing and hips pushed back. You can see his pert little ass in the mirror, and you want to cry. It’s beautiful, just like the rest of him. 

“All right, let’s tap it back in 4, 3, 2, 1!”

Jimin pushes his hips to tap the seat with his ass, before standing back up as he pedals in time with the music. He looks delicious, sweat on his forehead.  He pushes his hair out of his eyes and you nearly pass out at the sly smile curved on his face. 

You attempt to do the workout but feel yourself faltering, missing the beat often. It frustrates you. Normally, you are at the top of the leaderboard, soaring above the others with your effort. Today you land near the bottom. All because of fucking Jimin and his perfect fucking body. 

The arms circuit comes next and you are grateful for the reprieve from heavy resistance on your legs and a chance to sit and catch your breath.  You grab the weight bar and hold it in your palms, ready to do bicep curls at the count of your instructor. 

Jimin unclips from his bike and grabs his bar, before walking the length of the front of the room.  He begins with the bicep curls and you choke. His arms ripple with the effort and his hands look so strong and veiny; your mind immediately fills with thoughts of his strong hands fingering you to completion.  He counts out the numbers and winks at you again as you falter in your push and pull. You shut your eyes, avoiding looking at him, and focus on the curl of your arms. 

It’s infuriating. You take pride in your fitness and find yourself most satisfied after an intense workout.  This class has proven to be intense in a whole different manner, but you’re upset at the lost opportunity to push yourself and focus. 

As your eyes flutter open again, Jimin moves to put the bar away and clip back into his bike. Only 15 minutes left. You can do this. 

You definitely did not do it. The last fifteen minutes were pure torture. Jimin kept his monologue of encouragement going, but his voice was tinged with fatigue and he panted hard into the mic. Sometimes, during particularly tough resistance, he would add little grunts and “uh!”s to his countdowns.  You felt your thighs tremble with each one, gasping at the fantasy of his grunts as he fucked into you. 

Blessedly, the class ended and Jimin was leading the group through relaxing stretches to calm you down. It didn’t calm you in the least.  You watch as he folds himself in half over the bike to stretch his hamstrings and you’re mesmerized when he stands on his bike to stretch his back out. You want to lick every inch of him, tease your tongue down every hard line of muscle you could see until it landed directly on his coc-

“Thank you, everyone! You did incredible!” Jimin cooes over the mic as he stands next to the bike. He bows slightly in reverence to the group, and the class is dismissed. 

You’re not sure if you want to book it out of the room first or linger. You’re sure if he tries to talk to you, you’ll implode. Maybe you can leave in a crowd, while he’s talking to one of the older ladies sure to hit on him. 

You pack up your water bottle and towel, patting the sweat on your face as you try to sneak past in a crowd of elderly women. 

“Hey!” Jimin calls and you freeze. You look up to find the object of your frustrations smiling at you. Fuck. He was talking to you.

“Great job today,” he grins. 

Little shit, you grumble internally. He knows perfectly well that you did dreadfully, coming in 12th place out of 15. A woman three times your age got first place, and it burned you more than you cared to admit. 

“Thanks,” you murmur, awkwardly patting your face dry.  You’re positive you look terrible. Red faced from exertion and arousal, sweating like a pig. 

“You come here often, princess?” He asks as he walks closer to you. You find your breath catch in your throat and you’re unable to reply.  He chuckles. 

“Cat got your tongue?”  His smirk is legendary and you want to slap or kiss it right off. 

“I’m-,” you croak out, then clear your throat and steel yourself. “I come every other day. Sometimes more.” 

Jimin can’t take his eyes off of you. He smirks again. “You should take another class of mine, doll.” 

You blush, and you hope the already flushed color of your cheeks hides it. 

“You could use the practice. Soon, you’ll get the hang of it.” He gives you a wink and leaves, leaving you stewing in anger and frustration at his words. 

How dare he?! He assumed you were a novice! Your pride and ego burned. You were a regular! You always came in the top 3 of the class! It’s his fucking fault you couldn’t focus on class! 

You grab your things from the locker you stored it in, change your shoes, and stomp out of the spin studio with only one thought on your mind. 

The asshole, Park Jimin. 

You avoided spin like the plague. You rationally knew he didn’t teach every single class there, but you couldn’t face it, face the place where he hurt your pride so quickly and turned your insides into molten lava. 

You dragged your best friend Jungkook with you to yoga, a quick and heated vinyasa class. Jungkook was more of a weight lifting guy, but you had recently talked him into trying yoga, explaining the benefits of meditation and the stretching of his muscles and sinew would help improve his form. He caved and quickly found he liked it. 

You spread your mat down on the warm wooden floor and let out a sigh. You had been looking forward to this class all week, and you were finally here.  You ensured you were taking the class from your favorite instructor, Taehyung, when you booked you and Jungkook’s spot. 

You smile at Jungkook as he settles himself into his mat, and you both begin stretching and chatting lightly before class begins. 

The door opens just as you get into child’s pose, face toward the mat in between your thighs and arms stretched high above your head on the floor. 

A silky voice, most decidedly not Taehyung’s, rolls over your body. 

“Welcome everyone. I’m your substitute teacher today. My name is Park Jimin.”

Your head snaps up and you stifle a groan at the sight you’re welcomed with.  

Jimin stands on the mat at the front of the class, directly in front of you, wearing nothing but long, lululemon tights that cling to his skin. Again, you chose to be front and fucking center. You can see the way his legs form in his leggings. His chest is bare, and you can’t stop staring at the defined lines of his abs. You want to cry. 

He’s invaded your favorite spots twice now. 

He recognizes you, startled for a moment, but quickly covers it with a wink in your direction. You let your head fall to the mat with a thunk. 

The class is hot, literally. It’s 102 degrees Fahrenheit and you’re dripping with sweat. You move with precision through each sun salutation, ashtanga, and tree pose. The moves flow into one another, your favorite thing about vinyasa, and you pointedly avoid even looking at the instructor.  You’re grateful you know all the moves by heart and can position yourself into them by memory. 

You’re proud that you only falter a few times, heart stuttering every time Jimin walks by you to note your pose and call out the next position. You’ve never wanted to simultaneously fight and fuck someone so bad in your life. 

It’s the final, relaxing poses of the class and you sigh with relief as you maneuver into sleeping swan. You slide out of down dog and slip your right knee between your hands, lean a bit to the right, and press your hips forward towards the ground.  You can feel the delicious stretch in your hips and your eyes flutter at the release of tension.  You lay down over your knee, allowing your arms to lay flat above your knee and press your hips down as far as you can. 

It’s quiet, all you can hear is your breath. You see Jimin out of the corner of your eye assisting others push deeper into the pose, pressing his hands where they need the help.  You gulp.  Fuck. 

You turn your head back towards the mat and focus only on your breathing and the stretch in your body.   Jimin indicates to switch legs, and you do so effortlessly, sliding your left knee to the center and putting your right knee back. 

It feels good to stretch, especially on your weaker left side. You inhale deeply and let it out as you try to push your hip forward more.  

Suddenly, warm hands are on your lower back, right above the cleft of your ass. You bite your lip tight, knowing it’s Jimin, guiding you deeper.  Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. 

Your breath catches as he presses down, humming his approval as your hips move with his hands and you gasp at the feel of the stretch. It feels even better going further than you could on your own. He laughs quietly through his nostrils, as he smooths his warm hands up under your shirt to rest on the skin of your back. 

You feel as if you will explode. Just as your body reacts to his touch and caress, it’s gone and he’s moving to Jungkook to guide the weightlifter through his own pose.  

The class ends and Jungkook smiles at you as you both lift from your ‘namaste’ bow. 

“That was great!” He grins as he rolls up his mat. “Jimin’s a great teacher! We should take more of his classes.” 

You silently cry, not sure your weak heart and pussy can handle any more of Jimin and his stupidly hot body and his ridiculous smile. 

“Yeah, Kook,” you half-heartedly agree, not interested in divulging your sordid secret crush on the asshole who embarrassed you. 

You’re packed up and exiting the room when the same familiar voice chimes. 

“Hey, princess!”  

You and Jungkook both turn around to see Jimin smiling at the head of the room. Jungkook looks at you questioningly, wondering why the instructor is calling you princess. 

“You did good today,” Jimin notes. “You should come again sometime. We can make sure you’re really getting stretched out.” 

Your cheeks flame impossibly red and you splutter. Jimin winks at you. This fucking asshole. 

“Your hips seem a little tight. We can work on that.”  He knows exactly what he’s fucking doing and you want to kick him in the dick just as much as you want to kneel in front of him to suck it. 

“Sure, Jimin,” you grumble out before you drag Jungkook from the heated room. 

Jungkook is all grins. “What was THAT?” He asks as you exit the yoga studio and head towards the subway. “He was basically asking to fuck you right there! How do you know him?!”

You pout at your best friend. “He doesn’t want to fuck! He just enjoys getting me worked up,” you sigh. “He was my spin instructor the other day, and he got me so fucking heated I nearly came in last place! In a class full of grandmas!” 

Jungkook snickers as you both tap your metro cards and lean against the wall to wait for the next train. 

“Girl, he was offering to help you stretch you out. He wants you.” 

As much as it thrilled you, you couldn’t comprehend it. Jimin was ethereal. He surely had women throwing themselves at him. He simply enjoyed the teasing. 

“Whatever, Kook. He told me I need practice at cycling. ME! I’m the goddamn spin queen!”  The crowd around you watches you and you pale at the embarrassment. You lower your voice. “He just wants to see me fired up, for no fucking reason.”

“Okay, delusional,” he sighs, patting your sweaty head. “Believe what you want.” 

You hmph in reply and watch as a train approaches to take you home. 

You most definitely will believe what you want. 

Jimin is fucking everywhere.  If he’s not instructing, he’s taking the same fucking classes as you. Barre, Pilates, yin yoga, CrossFit. He’s always there and always taunting you with his perfect fucking body and teasing words and your fantasies of him drilling you into a mattress until you can’t talk. 

You avoid group classes altogether. You can’t face him. Your fitness is suffering because of it. 

You suck it up and go to the gym, the regular ass gym with no classes, and you’re determined to run a few miles on the treadmill and maybe get a good 20 minute lift in. It’s been too long since you’ve had the thrill of a good workout, the satisfying ache in your muscles. The gym will suffice.  It’s missing the level of companionship that group classes provide, but it’s better than nothing.

You pop your earphones into your ears and click on some music, not caring what it was as long as it was quick, and press begin on the treadmill. 

Running is easy. The strangers around you melt away and it’s just you and the treadmill. You love the way your heart is beating, sweat forming at your forehead.  Finally. A good fucking workout. 

All thoughts sweep away as you run, and your only thought process is on the push down of your feet on the treadmill belt and the pull up of your legs to lengthen your stride.  The runner’s high was something you lived for, and you realize you should incorporate more running into your routine. 

You don’t even pause for water, so wrapped up in the run's high that you don’t feel thirsty. 

Your watch vibrates against your wrist, notifying you that the 60 minutes you set to run is up, and you slow your pace to a complete stop.  You feel like you’re high. Your heart is racing and your body feels like it’s vibrating. This is what you had been missing in the weeks of unsatisfying classes. The flood of endorphins after a perfect workout.  

You suck down some water, before removing your earbuds from your ears. The roar of the gym is loud, music and TVs and chatter from the gymgoers. 

“You’ve got great running form, you know.” A familiar sultry voice is suddenly next to you, and your arms prickle. 

You turn to gaze at the intruder and feel your body coil tight. 

Park fucking Jimin. And his fucking ridiculously sexy smirk and perfect hair and godly body. 

“Are you following me?!” You accuse. How the fuck is he everywhere you go!?

Jimin laughs out loud and leans against the treadmill next to you. “It’s not my fault you’re taking all my classes! One might think you’re following me.”  

You scowl and push yourself off the treadmill. 

“Hey, wait, don’t go!” he calls and grabs your arm.  

You turn to glare at him. “You going to tell me I need more practice at running too?” your tone is harsh but you don’t care. 

Jimin bites his lip and smiles at you. “Damn, is that why you hate me?” He asks. 

“You told me I needed more practice at cycling!  I'm great at cycling!  Better than most!”

You’re aware that others are watching, but you can’t find it in you to care. You cross your arms underneath you, pressed up against your sports bra you deemed appropriate as a shirt. 

“You looked like a beginner! I’m sorry!” He apologizes. “Hoseok told me later that you’re, like, one of the best!  I have to reach out to the new riders! It’s mandatory!”  

You suck your teeth, still unimpressed. 

“When I saw you in yoga doing everything from memory, I knew you weren’t just some novice! I’m sorry for assuming, okay?” He sighs. “What had you so fucked up in spin, anyway?” 

Your heart thuds to a skidding brake. There’s no way you can tell him the reason you sucked so bad in class was because you could only focus on how his cock would feel stuffed up inside you. 

“I,” you falter. For the second time, Jimin has you stumbling over your words. “I didn’t feel well,” you lie. 

Jimin snorts. “Bullshit.”

Your cheeks flush and you stay silent. 

“You got distracted by me, didn’t you?” He smirks. You gape at the size of his ego. You wonder if his cock compares in size and then kick yourself for still thinking about his fucking dick. 

“I’ll take the silence as a yes,” he winks as he throws an arm around your shoulder. 

“You’re an arrogant prick, you know that?” You snark as you push his delicious, toned, silky arm off you. 

“And you’re a selfish, competitive bitch.”

The grin on his face is shit-eating, and you find your blood boiling. 

“You take that back!” You demand. 

“Tell me I distracted you, that my presence fucked up the great ___, spin queen extraordinaire, and I will.” 

All you see is red.  Red, fiery anger. No.  There was no fucking way you would let him win, revel in your shame in the middle of a crowded gym.   You drag Jimin by his Nike tank top that shows almost 100% of his body, to the nearest ‘family shower’, pulling him inside and locking the heavy door behind you. 

You push him against the door and press a finger to his chest. 

“Fine! You did. You distracted me throughout fucking class,” you hiss. “All I could think about was sucking you off and seeing your lips on my pussy and riding your dick until we both can’t talk. Okay?! Happy now?!” You’re fuming, chest heaving with intensity. 

Jimin's grin lights up ten times brighter. 

“I thought the same things during class too,” he admits coolly. 

Jimin has you speechless for the nth time. “What?” You breathe. 

“When I saw you on the bike, I couldn’t stop staring at your tits and your lips. You looked so good. And then in yoga, that tight little ass was begging for me to spank it. While you were running, I was wondering what you’d look like cumming around my cock.” 

He shrugs, the words rolling off his tongue as if he isn’t admitting he wants to defile you as much as you do him. 

“Are you serious!!?” You squeak, heart beat thundering in your ears. 

“100%,” he smirks and rests the back of his head against the door. 

It’s silent for a beat as you stare each other down.

Fuck it.

Next thing you know, you’re launching yourself forward to press your lips to his in a searing hot kiss. 

Jimin kisses back fervently, tongue swirling into your mouth as his hands wrap around your body.  He finds purchase on your ass and squeezes it through the tight leggings. 

You gasp and shudder at his hands roaming your backside. Jimin pulls his lips away and smirks. God, that fucking smirk. 

“I’ve wanted to do that for a while.” 

“Yeah?” You ask as you move your hands to the front of his chest. He nods. “You know what I’ve wanted to do for a while?”  

He grins and tilts his head. “What, princess?” 

You drop to your knees, tugging his adidas tights down with you. His cock springs free, and you gape at the enormity of it. 

“Shit,” he hisses suddenly as cool air hits him. “That was fucking hot.”

You’re encouraged by him and you wink up at him, before you’re wrapping your hand around his length to give it an introductory pump. 

Jimin rewards you with a moan, unabashed in his volume. He doesn’t care who the fuck hears you two, this is the hottest thing he’s done in his life. 

“So thick,” you murmur. “I wondered how big it was.” 

Jimin can’t reply, because your lips are latching onto his dick with fervor and you lick and suckle at his length.  Jimin’s eyes nearly roll back into his head at the suction of your mouth.  

“Oh, my god,” he gasps. “Y-You’re ridiculously good at that.” 

You preen under his praise and continue, allowing his length to the back of your throat.  You let him gag you, saliva and tears both gathering at the sensation and Jimin stifles a cry.  Your hand comes to his cock as you pull away and take a harsh breath, wiping away the tears from your gag reflex.  You stroke him quickly, loving the way his weighty cock feels in your hands.  As you pump him, the tip of your tongue teases at the slit of his head and Jimin swears loudly. 

“Fuck!  Christ, gonna make me cum,” he’s whiny. It’s adorable. He purses his pretty puffy lips as he moans for more, more of you. “Such a good girl, shit, ahhhhh,” he gasps as you suck him into your mouth again. 

It doesn’t take long, the sensation of your hot mouth and hand jerking him sends him flying and he’s cumming hot stripes down your throat.  You feel you’re on cloud nine as you swallow his seed, sucking at the tip until he hisses from overstimulation. 

As you pull away, you open your mouth and extend your tongue to show him you dutifully swallowed his cum, and he groans. 

“You’re a fucking filthy little thing, aren’t you?” 

You nod in reply, and Jimin grips your jaw in his hand, forcing your mouth to stay open.  

You jerk in his grasp as he spits into your mouth; the saliva hitting your tongue. You’ve never been more turned on in your life.  He releases you, and you swallow again. 

“Kinky bitch,” Jimin cooes. “All for me.” 

He pulls you up to stand in front of him, pressing his lips to yours again for another burning kiss. 

It’s too short for your liking, as Jimin pulls away and manhandles you to sit on the sink. You’re obedient, smiling prettily. Fuck, you can’t believe it’s happening. You just sucked Jimin off, the same Jimin you’ve ogled and anguished over for weeks now. 

“Let me see these tits,” he asserts as he tugs up the sports bra from your body.  You comply, raising your arms up to allow him to pull it off. 

He throws the bra to the floor and cups your breasts. 

“Fuck,” he breathes as his thumbs rub across your nipples.  You shiver from the cold air and the heat of his thumbs. “I jerked off thinking about these tits after spin.”

He lowers himself to lick at a nipple and you’re whining for more. 

“Thought about pushing them together and fucking them like a pussy.”  He bites down on your nub, causing you to squeal and jump. He soothes the flesh with a suck from his lips and languid circling of his tongue. 

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” He smirks, eyes boring into yours as he roves your nipple with his delicious tongue  “My kinky little whore wants her yoga instructor to fuck her pretty tits.”

You’re thriving, his words making your cunt ache. It’s dripping wet. You’re sure it’s leaking through the fabric of your leggings by now. Jimin being just as rough and filthy as your fantasies has you reeling. 

“Yes,” you whine. “I want you to fuck your cock in my tits.” 

Jimin hums around your nipple before switching to the other, ravaging it with the same attention as its twin received. 

“God, you’re a fucking whore,” he whispers as he bites at your nipple hard enough to make you jerk in his grasp.  “I love it.” 

Your hips are moving against his body, desperate for friction where you need it most.  It’s not lost on Jimin and he pulls off your tits with a pop. He marvels at his work. Your nipples are suckled fresh and red, perking and pebbling in the cold air. 

“Mmm, does princess want some attention here?” He asks as he slides a hand down to grip your aching quim.  

You gasp in response, shuddering at the feel of his palm against your core. 

“P-please! Pretty please!” You beg. 

He kisses at your breasts again, before he tugs your shoes and socks off, and pulls the leggings down your smooth legs and throws them to join the matching bra on the floor. He’s pleased when he notes you aren’t wearing panties.

You don’t care how you look, wanton and desperate.  You spread your thighs wide, feet resting on the edge of the sink. Jimin gazes at you like you’re fine art, the Mona Lisa at the Louvre. 

“Look at you,” he adores. “Spread out for me like a slut.  And you’re dripping wet too, mmm.” He rubs a finger up and down your silky thigh. 

“You’re such a good girl, aren’t you?” He grips your chin with one hand while the other continues rubbing at your inner thigh. “A good little bitch for me.”

You nod and gasp as his fingers skim impossibly close to your cunt. 

“Do you deserve it, princess? After you were so mean to me earlier?”  

You pout and shiver. “I’m sorry!” You gasp as his finger hovered over your pussy. “I’m s-sorry! I was j-just upset! I didn’t meaaaaaaan it!” His finger dips and taps at your clit, feather light, and you’re crying at the feeling. 

Jimin shushes you, finger still impossibly light on your clit. “Hush, baby. I forgive you. You sucked my cock so well, made me cum so hard.”

The finger increases pressure slightly and you’re aching, trembling for more. 

“Good little sluts get rewarded, hm? I think you’ve earned yours, princess.” 

You’re not given an opportunity to reply as Jimin harshly thrusts two fingers into your cunt and fucks you furiously.  Your moan is impossibly loud, loud enough you’re sure the rest of the gym can hear you but all you can focus on is Jimin, Jimin, Jimin and his thick fucking fingers thrusting into you. 

He lowers down and licks at your clit, flicking it up and down. He watches as your body trembles, wails echoing off the tile walls. 

“Mmm, my pretty little princess, so fucking wet for me.” He emphasizes with a kiss to your clit, before he sucks it into his lips. The tugging makes stars shine in your vision, nearly blacking out from how good it feels. 

Jimin can feel that you are close, and as much as he wants to get you off with his fingers, he wants you to cum on his cock more. He pulls away from you, and you’re whining at the loss. 

“Hush, princess,” he sighs. “Be good, no whining.”

You quiet immediately but still feel a throb in your core. He delivers a harsh slap to your cunt, surprising you and making you yelp. Jimin grins and kisses your lips.

“Stand up and turn around and face the mirror, doll.”

You move to comply, hop off the counter to turn and press your back against Jimin. You can see yourself in the gym mirror now. You look fucked out completely. Your tits are blooming red where he suckled at your nipples, eyes hooded and blown wide with lust. 

Jimin’s lips tickle at your ear and he whispers, “This is what I imagined during spin class. Seeing you so fucked out and wet for me.   These pretty tits marked by me,” he cups one, and pinches at the nipple. “My sweet little princess.” 

His hand moves up to your throat, giving it a solid squeeze, and you shut your eyes. Euphoria.  Pure bliss. 

“That’s right, baby,” he kisses the shell of your ear. “All mine.  Such a slut for me.” 

You’re nodding, eyes still closed, as he removes his hand and pressed your head down towards the sink.  You wiggle your ass and rub against his length, giggling at the feel. 

“I want you to watch yourself get fucked by me. You’re gonna watch me ruin this tiny little cunt,” he grunts. “You’re going to watch what I fantasized about in every fucking class I saw you in.” 

You realize you’re moaning loudly, the sound spilling out of your lips subconsciously as the head of his dick rubs your pussy lips.  He hisses at the wetness, loving the way it slicks up his cock with ease. 

“Eyes open, my love,” he orders gently when he notices you’ve closed them.  They snap open and your gaze falls on him in the mirror.  He looks so fucking good, so hot and feral. His muscles glisten in the light, a sheen of sweat from his workout and from the heat of your bodies pressing together. 

He winks at you, the same one he gave you that fucking blasted day at spin, and then pushes into your tight heat in one go. 

“Oh, fuck, Jimin!” you’re gasping as your walls stretch to accommodate him. 

He grits his teeth for a moment, savoring the feel of your silken walls. “Told you we needed to stretch you out, need to get you nice and loose.”

You shiver as he remains still inside of you, but he’s quickly pulling out of you to impale you again.  The sound of flesh slapping on flesh fills the room and you can hear the wetness of your cunt around him. 

“Shit,” he moans. “You’re so fucking tight, unghhhh. Gonna ruin this little pussy, baby.  Gonna make you never want another cock in you except mine.” 

You believe him. You’re sure after this you’ll never even notice another man.  Jimin has you wrapped around his finger, he has since the first day you met at spin. 

“All yours,” you squeak through the thrusts, watching your tits jiggle. He notices your stare and roughly grabs at one, squeezing it until you reward him with a loud groan and the tightening of your cunt. 

“That’s right.  You’re mine. Ahhhh, wanna make you my girl, baby. Gonna fuck this little hole every night. You’d like that, huh?”  You nod in reply, and he slaps your ass with his free hand. “Use your filthy words, bitch.” 

You gasp at the sharp sting and splitter a response. “P-please! I want you! Only want you inside me.”  You’re half coherent to the words you’re speaking, his dick is literally fucking you stupid. 

He grins in reply, swatting your ass again. The pain sends a tingle straight to your clit and you squeeze his cock inside you, causing him to groan out loud. 

“God, you’re so perfect.  So fucking perfect for me,” he babbles. “Gonna fuck you in the spin studio.  And at yoga.  Gonna fuck you in barre while everyone watches.” 

The high you’re feeling is unparalleled.  You’re sure you’ve felt nothing quite like this, never been fucked so good in your lifetime. Jimin knows how to work you up, both emotionally and physically, and brings out the beast in you. 

You can feel your release building, already so close from his incessant fingering and tonguing of your clit. 

“J-Jimin!” You’re heaving his name, harsh pants signaling your oncoming climax. “S-so close!”

He becomes rabid, fucking into you at a pace you’re sure isn’t human. He angles his dick to hit right at your spongy wall, thrusting into your g-spot with ease, as if he knows your body inside and out. 

“Yeah, cum for me, whore. Cum on my cock.” 

It feels heady, feeling him thrust inside you and murmur such filth to you. He wants you and only you. The notion is as orgasmic as his cock itself.  The tightness in your core builds, builds, leaning on the precipice of euphoria. 

“Cum for me, baby, come on. Mark me as yours.” 

His possessive tone is the last thing you hear before the waves of orgasm pound over you like a typhoon. Your cunt clenches and flutters hard around his dick and he’s moaning your name. You feel how tight you are, his cock stilling inside you as he reaches his own high. 

“Oh, shit! Shit shit shit!” he gasps. “Gonna be full of my cum, baby! You’re mine!”  

Hot ropes of cum coat your core, and you’re relishing in the feeling. 

“My god,” Jimin sighs. He lets his softening cock remain inside you as he presses a kiss to your back. 

“Is it too early to say I love you?” He jokes.  Your heart flutters as you wiggle your ass.

“No, but take me to dinner first.”

He slaps at your red ass lightly, right where he spanked it before. His grin lights up the room. 

“With pleasure.”

“Hi, welcome to class, I’ll be your instructor today. My name is Jimin. Let’s get started.” 

You smile from your seat, front and center, and move your legs in time with the music. 

The instructor catches your eye and winks at you. 

Spin is even better now, if that’s possible. You spend your time in class with your deliciously sweaty boyfriend, who doesn’t go easy on you. He pushes you, makes you better and faster and stronger.  He rewards your first place spots by eating your pussy until you cry. 

Life is better.  You’ve found your person, the one who will do everything with you, for you. He loves you, completely and fully. You’ve never felt more cherished in your long years of living. 

Class ends before you know it, and you linger as the group meanders out to the lobby, leaving Jimin and you alone. 

“Hey, princess,” he calls to you as you rub the sweat from your face. 

You look up to see a sly smile on his face. 

“You should stay back and practice.  I think you need it,” he chides, teasingly. 

Your heart skips a beat as he closes the door, barring you from exiting the room full of bikes, and approaches you with a leer. 

“Oh, yeah?” You place a hand on your hip. 

“Yeah, and I think I know just the instructor who can help.” 

Jimin pounces on you with a kiss, and your giggles fill the room. 

Life is better now, and it will get even more so. Jimin glances back at the podium as you scurry to get your leggings off, his eyes resting on the velvet ring box. 

Yeah, it will definitely get better. 

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SakuAtsu Fanfic recs pt2 leggo

I promised a pt 2 and here it is! Link to pt 1 here :) I was lazy so given summaries (I cped this time, but in the future I might paraphrase), and ofc these aren’t all of the ones I loved, just some :D So in no particular order, have some SakuAtsu <3

As always, pls check WARNINGS, TAGS, and SUMMARIES for fics before reading (esp cause I didn’t put individual warnings PLEASE make sure you’re okay with the content!!!!!!) and make sure you’re taking care of yourselves (since mental health is key!) Stay healthy loves <3

Teach Me, Tune Me, Tempt Me by Anonymous (E) 38.8k // Sakusa Kiyoomi needs to conquer many lifelong fears in order to enter his first romantic relationship. Miya Atsumu is there to guide him every step of the way, even if the one Sakusa desires is someone else.

Flowers Bloom In Our Masks by UnicornFlowers (G) 24.5k // "Mysophobia, also known as verminophobia, germophobia, germaphobia, bacillophobia and bacteriophobia, is a pathological fear of contamination and germs." "You read that off of Wikipedia." "That's the point, Omi-kun. I read up on it fer you."

the art of folding a handkerchief by Emlee_J (T) 5.6k // “Atsumu-san’s just realised he likes Sakusa-san,” Shouyou says simply, as though announcing the weather. “Ahh,” Bokuto nods sagely, standing up straight and nodding his head, as though this was a perfectly normal thing to hear and not monumental in any way. “'Ahh?'” Atsumu protests, indignantly, “what do ya mean ‘ahh?’” “We were wondering when you were going to notice,” Bokuto shrugs, and Atsumu gawps at him. “'Scuse me?” He splutters, and whips his gaze around to Shouyou, who bobs his head at him in confirmation. “How did you two notice before I did?” Atsumu blurts out. "Most people do," Shouyou says softly. -In which Atsumu develops something annoying, like feelings for a teammate, but at least he has a couple of wingmen and Tobio's seemingly infinite resources to help him out.

for whom the heart beats by cielelyse (T) 1.6k // Atsumu's heart keeps skipping a beat whenever Sakusa's around - so often that it's baffling and honestly downright concerning. "I think I might have a medical condition," he says into the phone. "Good," says Osamu, and hangs up.

as you are by papertulips (G) 5.8k // Kiyoomi learns that falling for Atsumu is the easiest thing in the world.

Hide and seek by badreputation (E) 10.5k // It’s just a fleeting infatuation. As long as he pushes through it he’ll manage. So what if nowadays there isn’t a night where he doesn’t dream of Sakusa pinning him down on his own bed, in the shower or make Atsumu go down on his knees in the hallway? Those are just pesky details.

People Will Say We're in Love by tirralirra (T) 9.5k // “Saku...Atsu? What does that even mean?” Atsumu says, squinting at the device. People seem to think that Sakusa and Atsumu are in love, so they come up with a list of things to do to deter that. Maybe it would work...if they weren’t in love.

do not separate! by aalphard (T) 5k // He knows he likes peanut butter and the tuna onigiri Uncle Shamu makes for him. He knows he likes volleyball and the way his daddy looks so, so cool when he’s on court. He knows he likes drawing and playing with toy swords. He knows he likes reading and it’s even better when Atsumu is the one reading for him. He knows he likes to have pancakes in the morning but he also really, really likes tamagoyaki and he knows his daddy can’t make those at all. He tries, but fails every single time. He knows his daddy’s teammates like him and he knows they’ll help him if he wants to play with them one day. But the thing is he likes Uncle Omi-kun more than he likes the rest of them and that is a secret he won’t tell anyone that’s not his daddy. He doesn’t like to make people sad.“Omi?” “Yeah?” “Nao said he likes you more than he likes the rest of the team. Don’t tell’em.” or atsumu is a single dad and kiyoomi can't help but fall for him.

you make my heart burn by myhopeisjhope (G) 9.2k // “What’s up with that awful expression?” Atsumu asked. He leaned against the counter with his hip, looking directly at Kiyoomi, his regular fox-line grin plastered on his face. Kiyoomi made eye-contact with him then, his eyebrows knotting in annoyance, but Atsumu was too interested in the cute pair of beauty marks above Kiyoomi’s eye to care about the glare that was sent his way. “What’s up with that awful hair?” Kiyoomi shot back. And that was exactly when Atsumu decided he liked the guy. 

somewhere in the middle (i think we lied a little) by akanemnida (E) 4.3k // “Body worship,” Miya said instantly, after Kiyoomi asked him what he wanted as reward as the winner of their service ace competition. “I can do that,” Kiyoomi said with a frown. “God, you really are the vainest person on this planet—”Miya shook his head, smirking. “Nuh-uh, Omi-kun. I meant I wanted ‘ta worship ‘ya.”(Or: Sakusa and Atsumu and all the blurred lines in between.)

san'yō expressway, 6:17 pm by yamabato (T) 8.1k // Atsumu tilts his head to watch a slice of orange light bend over the impassive planes of Sakusa’s face. He is absolutely, ruthlessly beautiful. It makes Atsumu want to punch something—put his foot through the windshield—scream, maybe. Kiss him again, maybe. They have 344 kilometers to figure this one out.

affection by papertulips (G) 2.1k // "I gave you the key to my house for emergencies only." “This is an emergency.” “What?” Atsumu pouts, looking up at him with wide eyes that definitely work on Kiyoomi but he will never admit it. “I missed you.”

love could be labeled poison and we'd drink it anyways by myhopeisjhope (NR) 21.3k // "Huh?" is Atsumu's response, and it's seemingly the only thing the man could think of after the minute-long silence that stretched between them. "We should break up," Kiyoomi repeats, more clearly now. He doesn't let any emotion seep into his voice, keeping it neutral and detached, as if breaking up with Atsumu was the easiest thing ever, while in fact it's the complete opposite.

And I'll Ask for the Sea by meeks00 (T) 6.9k // When a couple of his teammates reveal that Atsumu has feelings for him, Sakusa doesn’t react well. It doesn’t help that Atsumu is his typical petty and salty self. --“Come on,” Atsumu is saying in a wheedling tone behind a bright grin. “Just stop,” Sakusa snaps suddenly. “Will you just leave me alone for once? I don’t even like you!”Normally, Sakusa’s words don’t phase Atsumu at all. He’ll talk over Sakusa or brush off any harsh words easily enough and might turn to someone else for the attention he apparently craves. But this time, Sakusa’s words seem to stop him cold, the smile freezing for just a moment on his face.

the Definition of Miya Atsumu, by Sakusa Kiyoomi by orphan_account (G) 4k // Miya Atsumu is a self-centred prick who thinks he's top shit. Underneath the word 'asshole' in the dictionary is a picture of his stupidly pretty face. Sakusa Kiyoomi's definition is, according to him, 100% correct, until he takes a closer look.

i’ll do anything you say (if you say it with your hands) by liliapocalypse (T) 7.6k // Seeing Sakusa stressed out, Atsumu writes random letters on Sakusa’s skin to soothe him during the team’s assisted stretches. Somewhere along the way, the touches shift from barely tolerable to something Sakusa actively craved for. One day, though, Atsumu accidentally writes a confession instead.

it ain't no matter of 'if' honey, it's just a matter of 'when' by irleggsy (M) 2.1k // With a beer in one hand and an accusatory pointer finger on the other, Sakusa slurred, shouted even, “Atsumu. If you wear those godforsaken cutoff camo jorts one more fucking time I’m breaking up with you.”Atsumu made a noise in his throat caught somewhere between a wheeze and a squawk that came out more of an avant-garde honk noise than anything else. He stared up at Sakusa with wide eyes, a bewildered smile just barely glued onto his face. Or: The MSBY Black Jackals go to a bar. Sakusa likes to run his mouth when he's drunk.

dog eat dog eat dog world by perennials (T) 8.4k // You are your first and only line of defense against the universe.

Who Could Have Seen This Coming? by crone_zone (M) 16.7k // Peering out the side of his eyes at the man walking beside him, Sakusa wondered why he’d impulsively changed his mind about his plans this evening when he’d noticed Miya’s reluctance. Surely he wasn’t worried about this asshole, was he?--In which Sakusa impulsively invites Atsumu over to his apartment when he sees he's upset and something entirely unexpected happens: he realizes he likes this asshole. Cue [off-camera]sex, mutual confessions, insecurity, and adorable losers who are opposite in all the right ways.

Miya Atsumu's unwavering love for Sakusa Kiyoomi and an unholy amount of terrible food analogies that should not have the right to Exist by aiviloti (G) 5.6k // Five times Miya Atsumu talks to (harasses) his friends and sibling because he has feelings for Sakusa and doesn't know what to do or how to deal with them and the one time he talks to Sakusa about it. “How do you make friends apart from showering them in praise?” Atsumu wails one night, and Osamu thinks, oh god, here we go again.

Sakusa's Secret Admirer by TwilaFrost (T) 20.2k // Every day after practice, Kiyoomi finds another letter inside his shoe locker. It's only every signed: -❤ He's determined to find this person. Is it crazy to fall in love with someone you've never met?

take what's yours and make it mine by claudusdiei (T) 5.9k // (this has a second fic hehe) atsumu falls in love four times in his life (or: in which atsumu gets his heart broken twice, has the self-awareness of a sober mule and really likes yellow tulips)

School Bus Yellow by yuuki (G) 4.9k // Atsumu has a crush on Sakusa, and it’s kind of ridiculous how much he likes a guy who wears ugly colored jackets and is afraid of germs.Though, Atsumu’s probably not all that great himself. He’s still figuring that part out.

show me how by emeraldpalace (G) 2.9k // Sakusa isn’t sure when or how it happened, but the fact remains: Miya Atsumu has become a comfortable constant in his life.

touch me (i want you to) by melstar (G) 3.9k // He should have seen it coming, really. Spend six months tip-toeing around the line of domesticity with the team’s resident germaphobe, and there was no way he’d be able to think of the guy the same way anymore. Or, Atsumu touches Sakusa's arm once and thus begins a downward spiral into the inescapable jaws of attraction.

Dreaming of You, Talking About You by kitkatwrites (T) 1.1k // Osamu learns that Atsumu talks in his sleep, especially about a certain wing spiker from Tokyo.

If your world falls apart, I'd start a riot by Serendipity (jenjaemrens) (NR) 3.1k // "It was Atsumu who was the older brother, but it was Osamu who was more protective of him. He would always protect Atsumu from things around them that could hurt him. "Or, the story of Sakusa Kiyoomi and Miya Atsumu through the eyes of Miya Osamu.

but soft what light by min_mintobe (T) 2.1k // "Shall I compare thee to a summer's day, Bokkun—" Atsumu drawls, "—hot. "In which Miya Atsumu woos Sakusa Kiyoomi by (gratuitously, seductively) quoting Shakespeare. One-shot.

sakusa kiyoomi's fixation on (miya atsumu's) lips by catsoncocaine (E) 3.7k // Everything about Atsumu is fucking beautiful, but there is one specific part of his that is like kryptonite for Kiyoomi. It is both his curse and his remedy, rendering him useless and yet egging him on to move at the same time. Kiyoomi hates it as much as he loves it.

The Jacket In Your Closet by dai_naning (T) 8.6k // According to the gossiping players around him, Miya Atsumu is an asshole. He's an incredible player in court and an obnoxious person off the court. He taunts people, points out their weakness, and doesn't give a shit if he's disliked or not. Some even say his teammates ostracize him. Sakusa looks at Miya Atsumu and can only see a player who keeps his eyes firmly forward, demanding the same to the players who want to stay on the court. Sakusa can't fault him for that. (That doesn't erase the fact that he's an asshole though. And that he's still the one who gave a jacket to a stranger.)

sakusa kiyoomi is....an uncle? by miyaudrey (T) 5.9k // “Oh, by the way, my nieces and nephews are going to be there.” “Your what now?” Or, Atsumu finds out three hours prior to a Sakusa family gathering that Kiyoomi is an uncle.

Confessions of a V-League Setter by Anubis_2701 (T) 3.3k // "Never?" Sakusa's lips thinned. "No, never. Now stop talking to me." Or, Atsumu discovers that Sakusa Kiyoomi, germaphobe and reluctant heartthrob of the Black Jackals, has never been confessed to before. He decides to change that.

Touch Me by cajynn (E) 3k // Sakusa actually likes being touched but he's very picky when it comes to who and how. When the who turns out to be Miya Atsumu he has a crisis.

Please Stop Crying by dauwtrappen (G) 2.9k // Friday starts off well until it doesn’t and Kiyoomi can hear something crash, feel something snap inside him when Miya, about to set him up for a quick attack, suddenly starts crying in the middle of their three-on-three. Kiyoomi doesn’t even react when the ball bounces off his head, doesn’t cringe when his face is smushed against the net briefly because he forgets to land in front of the it. He’s too shocked, too appalled with the tears pouring out from Miya’s eyes to care.

I can't take much more of your hesitating by playexodus (T) 2.7k // The curved sides of Atsumu’s pecs peek through that absurd tank top at just the right angle. Sakusa swallows. “Your entire chest is hanging out of that shirt. We’re in public. You could at least pretend to be a decent, morally upright person. Not to mention that this Los Angeles beach boy aesthetic is terrible on you.”Glancing back down at Atsumu’s chest to glare at his sharp, glistening collarbones is a bad idea. Sakusa wills his eyes to stay fixated on Atsumu’s face. As it turns out, this too, is a bad idea. “Oh?” Atsumu turns his half-lidded gaze onto Sakusa, the corners of his mouth curling. “Just to be clear: you’re definitely not enjoying the view then, Omi-Omi?”

curse breaking by allicanseeispink (T) 9.2k // Nearing the fourth hour of the silent treatment, Kiyoomi’s already frayed nerves began to whittle down to their last fibers. Today, it was raining. A proper Tokyo monsoon tantrum just shy of a full-blown typhoon that left puddles on sidewalks and fell from an angle so wicked it eluded umbrellas. It was raining and they haven’t spoken in almost four hours. (In which Sakusa wanders into the minefield that is Atsumu's feelings and tries not to blow things up.)

Summer Special: Omigiri by mika60 (T) 6.9k // Miya Osamu always comes up with the perfect marketing plan for his shop, even if it involves the two biggest idiots he knows.

a list of things sakusa kiyoomi hates by BrenH (T) 7.3k // “Just fuckin’ write shit down so ya remember it then. ”It was probably supposed to be a joke, just Osamu being as annoying and unhelpful as always, just reminding him that he shouldn’t have bothered trying to count on his brother for help. He’s forgotten about the whole thing until a few days later when he’s shopping and comes across a small, black notebook shaped like a cat, and his brother’s stupid suggestion flashes through his mind. Before he knows it, the cute little notebook is dropped in his basket, purchased, and in his possession. Or, the one where Osamu suggests Atsumu keep a notebook to track all the things Sakusa hates that he does, and he takes it further than he means to.

A Challenge, A Cat, and A Confession by Kitaa (G) 6.2k // Atsumu enjoys bothering Sakusa. One day he bothers him enough to be invited over to his apartment, only to discover that Sakusa has a plant, a cat, and a cute laugh.

Multiples Of Two by yuuki (G) 3.3k // He does everything in multiples of two. The day Sakusa Kiyoomi died, Atsumu checked his pulse twenty-eight times. Okay, so Sakusa Kiyoomi has never died. And Atsumu has never been close enough to Sakusa to be able to check his pulse. So what if Atsumu is just being dramatic again? He’s allowed to be dramatic when he’s in love with a man who has less emotion than a rock.

gold rush by sketchedsmiles (T) 18k // When the MSBY Black Jackals sign their newest team member, Sakusa Kiyoomi, Atsumu makes it his personal responsibility to befriend the indifferent player.

got sand in my eyes (and my shorts too, damn you miya) by luxnoctre (T) 4.7k // On one of their rare rest days, Hinata takes the part of the MSBY team to the beach. Chaos ensures. (or alternatively, do not piss off Sakusa when he is in the middle of relaxing)

mortality is found in the flesh of your sins by citronnes (M) 10.6k // dickhead one, sakusa kiyoomi. dickhead two, miya atsumu. neither understand how to communicate. Pray tell, why are you drawn to him?Are you drawn to him in the way he looks beautiful even when crying? When his eyes are red, shiny tears streaking down, lips quivering, is he beautiful?

This was v long ahahaha.... Anyway, is this finished? No LOL, but I’ll just make small additions via reblogs (?) over time. Maybe :) Sorry if you wanted me to ramble on about SakuAtsu,,,, slide into my messages/asks for that LOL. Maybe over time I’ll add the commentary from other posts I make in the future :’)

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Christmas Dinner || Jurdan X-mas in July

AHHHH there is more Christmas!Jurdan!!!!!!!!! 🎄🎄

Rating: T

Summary:  The Duarte's are hosting their Christmas dinner and Vivi sets a trap for Jude to bring his boyfriend and introduce him to the family.

I guess this can be considered a little prequel to You got me trippin? 

This is also my first time posting somethin in 1st person sooo...let’s see how it goes lmao

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This is a terrible, terrible idea I keep repeating myself.

If I’d shown a little more steadiness with my sister I wouldn’t be in this situation. I knew she was nervous about presenting her girlfriend to the family, specially to our father. And because she is extra as hell, she couldn’t choose another date that wasn’t on Christmas Eve. For weeks now she’d been texting me, grumbling about how was she going to be able to pull it off. I told her to relax and just go with it.

What I didn’t expect though, was for Vivi to arrive out of nowhere to the school where I work, talking nonsense about me bringing a fake date to dinner with hopes of taking the attention away from her. 

After spending 15 minutes trying to convince her it is not necessary for me to do that, her insistence is such I end up babbling how bad that idea is since I already have a boyfriend, and fake dating someone else would certainly create problems.

Big mistake.

Looking at me with something like betrayal in her eyes, now she starts questioning me about that boyfriend who I’d never talked about before. I bite my lip. When it comes to personal stuff I prefer to keep it private, even with my own family. I have my reasons. 

And just because luck is not on my side today, in the middle of her inquiries I hear a faint “Hey, babe!” behind me. I groan. Of course. Of course he had to arrive in that moment. 

We both turn to look at him. Cardan approaches us wearing that mischievous grin reserved only for me, so different from the polite smile he uses with his students. His hair is tied up in a bun as he also wears it for work, few curls escaping it in the most adorable way. 

With a pang of panic, I notice Vivi noticing how dumbfounded I’m looking at him. Her eyes light up in a way that I know means nothing good. I frown at her. 

“I was looking for you on the cafeteria, one of your students told me you were here.” He pauses. “I- didn’t notice you were busy though, sorry.”

“Not at all!” Vivi says with exaggerated enthusiasm. “I’m Jude’s older sister, Vivi! You must be her lovely boyfriend.”

“Oh, yeah I am. Nice to meet you!” If I didn’t know him so well I wouldn’t notice the slight blush on his cheeks or the way he looks at me in contained alarm.  

It’s too late by the time I put the pieces together. When I realize what is about to happen, my sister is already handing Cardan a rolled piece of paper.

“I came to make sure Jude invites you to our family Christmas dinner! She’s so absentminded sometimes isn’t she?” 

I’m going to kill her. Slowly.

Horrified, I stand there and see Cardan take the invitation, grinning. His polite, charming smile.

“I wouldn’t miss it,” He says. “Thank you so much Vivi.”

My sister turns to me and whatever look it’s on my face makes her hesitate. Although, not enough. She claps her hands once and makes an excited squeal. “Well I must go now! But I’m so excited you’re coming to join us Cardan, see you there. Ciao!”

With that she turns and leaves.

-

So here we are. My boyfriend driving by my side, as we are about to arrive to my parent’s house.

My knee bounces without control as I twist my scarf between my fingers. At any moment now, I’m sure my heart is going to bolt out of my chest. 

“Jude dear, is everything ok?” He asks. I notice I’ve been quiet almost the entire road.

I turn to look at him. He looks dashing, even if it’s not a strictly formal dinner he always finds a way to dress as it was. Black ensemble and green scarf that stands out his pale skin, though his nose and cheeks have a touch of color because of the cold weather. 

“Yeah it’s just... My family is a little,” I pause. “I don’t know how to explain it.”

We are not the type of family that introduces romantic partners, ever. My twin sister tried to do it some years ago with a terrible and embarrassing outcome. At some point in the middle of breakfast, she’d asked her daddy to pass the salt. Both our father and Locke moved to grab it at the same time. What came next, well… if that Locke dude had restrained himself to make a sarcastic and really tacky comment about it, maybe he would still be welcome in the house. Alas, he is not. 

Ever since that day, every time someone brings a guest to the house my father gets in a mood that is pretty uncomfortable for everyone. Sooner or later he makes everyone run.  Not exactly the first impression I want Cardan to have. 

We’ve been together for some time now, about eleven months. But the topic of introducing our families has never been on the table so far. I know he comes from a problematic family even if he doesn’t talk much about them. As for me, I have to admit I’ve grown so attached to him that I’m terrified of Madoc, or any other of my relatives, scaring him away.

He takes my hand in his, warming it, and smiles softly. “It’ll be ok. Breathe.”

I sigh, hoping he’s right and grip his hand tighter.  

The inside of the house looks as if Santa’s bag had exploded. There are lights and ornaments everywhere. Even the tree is bigger than previous years. A delicious smell of food fills the place. As I stare in awe I hear voices coming from the living room.

“Jude? Is that you?” Hurried steps sound in the wooden floor and a few seconds later my little brother appears wearing an absurd red and white onesie. He crashes against me and I laugh, hugging him back.

“You do realize that’s for little kids don’t you?” I ask. “It looks good on you, though.”

Oak scoffs and pulls back. “Well of course it does. I look good on everything.”

Cardan chuckles next to me and for the first time my brother notices him. His eyes and mouth open widely, blinking at him and then turning back at me. Once. Twice.

“Jude,” He murmurs. It cracks me up how shy he can get around new people. “Who’s this?”

Ah, here we go. I take a deep breath and grab Cardan’s hand again. 

“Don’t be rude,” I warn him. “His name is Cardan. Cardan, this is my brother Oak.”

Cardan greets him, extending his hand to him. Oak shakes it, visibly puzzled. “And Cardan is…?”

“My boyfriend.” 

A slow, mocking and devilish smile spreads on his face. I swear to god that kid was taken out from the movie Cheaper by the Dozen. All the shyness is suddenly gone.

“You and Vivi are really trying to give dad a heart attack today aren’t you?” He turns to Cardan and adopts a serious expression I almost believe. “Please tell me Jude doesn’t call you daddy.”

“OAK!” I hiss. I look at Cardan and he gazes back with amusement, I notice he’s biting back a laugh. 

“WHAT? I need to know earlier if I need to take my phone out, last time I didn’t have time to record when dad…” He motions with his hand. Yeah, I remember.

“She doesn’t.” Cardan affirms. Mimicking my brother’s mischievous smile he asks. “Is there a story there I need to know?”

Oak hesitates, even though I’m sure he’s dying to spill it out.

“Taryn would kill you.” I remind him.

“She’s not coming. For what I’ve heard, either it’s Locke’s turn to visit his family or something about dad running him under the car if he dared appearing. I’m not sure.”

Great. 

“What if I beat you at Mario Kart?” Cardan asks, pointing at the console resting next to the tv. 

Oak squints at him. “Are you challenging me?”

“It’s not a challenge when I know I’m going to win.”

Turning to me, my brother grins. “I like him.”

-

I know this is the first time I’ve brought someone home, but still I don’t know if I should be offended at my parent’s surprised faces. Oak had to tell my mother twice that Cardan is my boyfriend before she nods in understanding.

On his side, Cardan is being the full gentleman. To be fair he always is, but I notice the extra effort he’s doing today. It warms my heart. The only sign of nervousness I notice in him are occasional deep breaths he takes when he thinks no one is watching.

We get to meet Heather too, who is adorable and I honestly don’t know how on earth she fell in love with my lunatic sister. In a matter of minutes Cardan is already friends with her which helps with her evident tension. Vivi seems to relax as well. 

Christmas music plays on the background as we eat. This is probably my favorite part of the evening. Don’t get me wrong, I love gatherings with my family but food calls me on a spiritual level. Cardan knows it too, chuckling at my excitement while I’m serving us mashed potatoes. 

“So, Cardan.” My father starts, serving the wine. My heart leaps in my chest, oh no. “You met my daughter at work?” 

He nods. “Yes sir, I arrived there about two years ago. I teach preschool and first grade.” Winking at me he adds. “Jude used to hate me.”

Madoc turns to me, frowning. “What happened?” I roll my eyes, classical worried dad.

I take a long drink from my wine and shrug. “Nothing, he stole the ‘best teacher award’ from me, on his first six months. I’m pretty sure he bribed the students that year.”

To my surprise, my father barks a laugh. We all stare at him wide-eyed. 

“Keep repeating that to yourself, love.” Cardan teases. “It was a clean triumph.”

“You’ve always been competitive Jude, that’s no secret.”  Vivi adds. “It’s nice to finally meet someone who can pull up with that.”

I turn to glare at her. You and I are going to talk later. She sticks out her tongue at me. 

“Do you guys have sex?” 

“Oak!” My mother shouts as my father and I both choke on our wine.  

-

When Cardan parks the car outside my apartment it’s already past midnight. 

Surprisingly, this turned out to be one of the best Christmas celebrations I’ve ever had. My boyfriend somehow managed to not only avoid any uncomfortable moments around my family but also to wrap them up around his little finger. With jokes and tales about us the night had passed incredibly fast. 

Toasts were made, hugs and gifts were given. By the end, we were sprawled on the floor wearing silly sweaters and watching the merciless Mario Kart match between Oak and Cardan. It ended up in a tie. Rematch was already set for New Year’s Eve.

It was everything I never thought it would be.

“Well, did Vivi’s plan work?” Cardan asks.

I turn to find him already looking at me with a knowing smile on his face. Still, it doesn’t reach his eyes.

“C’me on, you weren’t really planning on inviting me to your family’s dinner. Something was surely going on the day she gave me the invitation.” 

Sighing I whisper. “I’m sorry.” 

He knows me too well, more than I even know myself sometimes.

“Don’t be, it’s not a topic we usually discuss.” He shrugs, reaching my hand with his. His thumb makes slow circles on my skin “Still, I should’ve asked if it was ok with you. Forgive me if I crossed a line.”

“You didn’t. I just wasn’t planning for you to meet my family yet.” I regret those words the moment they leave my mouth, knowing how they sound. Cardan doesn’t let go of my hand but he stops his ministrations. “Wait, that wasn’t…”

“Jude, it’s ok.” He says, turning to the windshield. I know him well enough too, and notice the touch of sadness behind his words. 

“No it’s not. Please listen.” I insist, my heart is beating fast now. That look on his eyes is exactly what I tried to avoid the whole night. “The reason why I wasn’t thinking to introduce you to my family is that they’re ridiculously hard and annoying with every new person that visits. And this is the first time I took someone home and…I don’t know, I-”

“You thought I’d leave?” He turns his gaze back to me, warily. 

At the beginning of the day I did. But I don’t find the words to admit it, so I don’t answer.

After a moment of silence he asks “Do you want to know why I agreed to go?”

I swallow and nod. Cardan inhales deeply..

“We’ve been together for some time now. And you know, you must know, I’m not playing around Jude.” I start to say something but he silences me with a soft finger against my lips.  “I love you. If I agreed to whatever scheme your sister had in mind it was because I wanted to show you that I’m not going away. No matter what.”

“My family…”

“They love you. It’s only natural for them to ask what my intentions are… and maybe tease us about it too. I’m willing to admit your dad is a little scary. But not enough to make me run away.” He winks, cupping my face.“There is nothing on earth that would make me want to run away, Jude. That’s how much I love you.”

Feeling my eyes sting I blink. “I love you too.”

We’ve said those words before. But I find that they acquire a different meaning, somehow deeper. My chest is suddenly too small to hold everything I feel for this man. He’s not going anywhere. He loves me. I’m grinning like an idiot and I’m proud of it. 

I lean to rest my forehead against his. “Since it’s our first Christmas together… and you already met my family.” His smile widens at that. “Would you like to stay the night?”

“There’s nothing I would like more.” Cardan angles his head to give me a kiss that I accept gladly, coiling my arms around his neck.  “I usually spend Christmas alone, I guess it’s time for new traditions.”

We remain entwined for some minutes, it fastly turns into something hotter and desperate. I’m already straddling his hips when I pull back a few inches. I bet my lips are as swollen as his. He is looking at me with hunger… and love.

“How about a tradition in which we spend Christmas night undressed and watching some crappy Netflix movies?” I suggest.

My toes curl when he leans to bite my lobe and purrs. “Yes, please.”

[fisheoctrashdump]

Lillie........ I keep thinking about Lillie, so you should give me Lillie content uwu 1-20 pls

Holiday

Idk what kinda holidays would be on kartoffel?

So instead, I'm gonna do a kinda similar headcanon lol

Lillie is super big into anniversary dates. She keeps dates locked in her brain like a walking calendar, so she keeps certain dates close to her. One example is the day she met Daedin, but she also has an anniversary date for the first time Kiyan won against her. She likes to do this to compare where they started to where they are now. She does have a few bad anniversary dates, however...

Cooking

She is terrible at cooking, but she's learning to be a little better.

Her whole life she's been able to rely on other people to cook for her. Even after she started living with Daedin, he would cook for her so she didn't have to.

Currently, she tries to avoid cooking if she can, but she's been teaching herself to do better. Some of her stuff turns out edible, if she's lucky Iol

She found crockpot type meals to be the easiest, but she doesn't like eating them often

Sleeping

Lillie sleeps in the middle of her bed to feel like it's fuller. She of course started doing this after Daedin died. She tends to have a hard time falling asleep, but once she is sleeping she is dead to the world. She's an incredibly heavy sleeper, but she wakes up naturally about the same time every morning.

Driving

She shouldn't be allowed to drive, but she is. That's all I will say on that XDD

Bathing/showering

She prefers baths over showers. She finds them more relaxing, and uses the time to clear her mind. She sometimes stays in the bath so long that the water is cold by the time she's done.

Hugging

She doesn't hug people. She feels disconnected from the people around her, so hugging always comes off as awkward. She doesn't really know how to react to someone hugging her, but she doesn't necessarily hate it.

Kissing

It took her so long to have her first kiss with Daedin. She always looked for some kind of excuse to escape when it felt like things were leading to their first kiss.

Lillie and Daedin finally had their first kiss when he caught her off guard after she came home from practice. After the shock of it finally actually happening, Lillie realized that she had been scared for nothing. Afterwards, she kissed Daedin all the time. Before and after leaving for the day, before bed, out in public, while Daedin was working, etc. It didn't matter to her, she loved it and she loved him

I'm not sure what kissing would be like for her now. She's not in a relationship anymore, and I'm not sure if she will be? It would largely depend on how much time has passed, who the person is and how comfortable she feels with them, and the moment the other chooses to initiate.

Sex

This was something else she avoided, but it wasn't something Daedin pushed for all too much. For a while, they both felt rather uncomfortable whenever the subject of sex came up, and they would drop the conversation almost immediately. Lillie and Daedin only slept together once through their whole relationship. Daedin was killed maybe a month after it happened.

Lillie feels even worse when she entertains the idea of sex now than before. She also feels confused about her sexual identity. But mostly, sex is the least of her concerns currently.

General physical contact

After losing Daedin, Lillie feels in need of physical contact now more than ever. However, she doesn't feel that anybody around her can provide the comfort she needs.

Physical appearance

Okay finally did a picrew for her XD

Additional:

She's 5'6

She is kinda muscular. She's not insanely buff but it is noticeable, especially when she is wearing her training clothing

Her hair color used to be orange, but her hair unexplainably started growing in purple one day

Wardrobe

I imagine her dressing in pretty clothes, but it's loose fitting stuff. She dresses like she's still a wealthy princess, but barely acts like it. I can see a lot of lacy stuff being her go to tbh

Her training outfits are super plain. She generally just wears tank tops and shorts

Jewelry

She has a lot of jewelry, but rarely wears it. Lillie loves shiny stuff, she doesn't care how cheap it looks (or actually was). She wears a lot of jewelry on special occasions. On a normal day, she wears only the necklace Daedin gave her

Nickname

Daedin called her Princess, both to tease her and as an affectionate nickname. Kiyan calls her Boss as a joke, and pretty much everyone calls her Lil. I imagine her being the type of person to like giving nicknames to others, but I can't think of any examples

Dancing

She is terrible at dancing. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Singing

Her singing is average. She has a decent voice, and she could improve and sound really good with vocal training, but I doubt she'd want to.

Regardless, she sings fairly often. Sometimes for fun, and sometimes as a self soothing method.

Anger

She gets very impulsive when she's angry, and she's done some really horrible things to other people when mad. Daedin was her voice of reason for the longest time, and the only one who could calm her down when she was so angry she might just hurt someone.

Because of all the conflict of emotions she's been having since Daedin died, she hasn't been quite that angry since then, though I imagine if and when she finds out about Kiyan and Julius being responsible for Daedin's death, she might not be able to keep her cool and will try to hurt them.

(An interesting idea would be if Lincoln was the person to keep her calm this time, whether directly or indirectly,,,)

Soft spot

Daedin was, of course.

Kiyan

Shiny stuff. She collects shiny things because she feels very content staring at them.

Pastel colors she loves them

Big animals

Favorite possession

The necklace Daedin gave her. I don't know what it looks like yet, I just know it exists and she is always wearing it.

Her other favorite possession is one of Kiyan's old swords he gave to her. Despite them both having numerous swords in their collections, Kiyan gave her that one because it was his very first one and he wanted to have something special to give to Lillie, though I'm not sure what the occasion was

Favorite photograph

Shortly after Lillie, Daedin, and Dallon met and returned to Kartoffel, they were avoiding telling anyone about what happened. Lillie wanted to confront her parents immediately, but Daedin was trying to keep Lillie calm before they decided to do that. He took Lillie and Dallon to the area he used to live with his parents, and the three of them got cleaned up and settled in to stay there for the night. Dallon decided to take a picture of the three of them as they were considering their next moves, and told them he was glad he met them, even if it was under bad circumstances. Lillie was gifted the picture by Dallon later on, and even with the bad memories surrounding it, she considers it to be one of her favorite pictures.

Relationship with ___

Kiyan

They have been so super close since they first met. Kiyan wanted Lillie to teach him how to sword fight, and since that point their friendship was incredibly close.

Lillie has always seen Kiyan as the little brother she never had. They interact just like siblings, right down to the stupid occasional arguments over nothing. She would do anything for Kiyan, though.

Leading up to Daedin's disappearance, Lillie wasn't blind to the change Kiyan was going through. She couldn't pinpoint the source, but it almost seemed like he couldn't stand being around Daedin for whatever reason. She worked this out to be a possible issue Kiyan and Daedin had with each other that they didn't want her to know about.

She hasn't been handling being pulled away from Kiyan well. She trusts Jax, because he's been just like a father to her since they met, but between not knowing what happened to Daedin, and not knowing if Kiyan is safe, it's been wearing her down.

Josine

She's not quite as close to Josine as she is with Kiyan, or even Dallon. They have had a few bonding moments, however. When they do hang out, it feels super comfortable and relaxed.

Lately, she has been feeling that Josine is probably the only person that will understand how she's feeling about Daedin's disappearance, but she isn't exactly able to contact Josine, either. Lillie wants to feel like someone understands her, and believes Josine is the only one.

Daedin

When Lillie and Daedin met, she had no intention of getting close to him. The three of them (including Dallon) had all been through so much, but all Lillie wanted to do was get herself and the other two to safety. Past that, she didn't care what they did.

But when she saw the look on Daedin's face, the fear and uncertainty of what comes next, she felt bad for him. The three warmed up to each other a lot by the time they reached Kartoffel again, and she knew that there wasn't any coming out of this alone.

Daedin became the one person in her life she trusted entirely. Being around Daedin felt like he completed her in a way she didn't even realize she needed. They walked through the problems they were still facing together, and came out inseparable.

Daedin and Lillie came from completely different lives, brought together by a single unfortunate situation. She found a lot of her strength in Daedin, and she knew he probably felt the same about her.

Also, before they both met each other, they didn't have really any close connections to speak of. Lillie's interactions with her parents were always stiff and uncomfortable, because she felt she had to act a certain way. Daedin never even felt noticed by his parents before they died. Meeting each other ultimately led them to a better part of their lives, even if they hadn't quite made it to safety yet.

Extra:

I haven't actually decided if Lillie knows Daedin is dead or not. He will go missing, but Kiyan and Julius will bury Daedin's body themselves. I've entertained the idea of a fake suicide note, but I'm not sure. It would… be believable, considering Daedin has been suicidal before, so

Lillie has the ability to mind control. It's very limited, however. She has dramatic negative side effects to using her power for too long. Her body temperature drops, she gets a migraine, and if it goes on for too long it will lead to vomiting. After a particularly long episode, Lillie was rendered incapacitated for nearly a week as a result.

[youngfolksrpg]

 WELCOME TO NEW YORK, HARLEY.

Harley Beckett is a 30 year old native residing in Brooklyn. They are a musician + guitar teacher who is known for being adventurous, creative, energetic, helpful, idealistic, predictable, soft, trusting, well-meaning, youthful. Click read more to discover more about this character! Trigger Warnings: Gender dysphoria (not spoken about in too much detail, however).

• • • CHARACTER BASICS

Character Full Name: Harley Blake Beckett. Nickname(s): Beck. Age: 30. Birthday: April 22nd. Occupation: Musician for Gasoline Adventure and teaches guitar out of their home. Birthplace: NYC, NY (Brooklyn). Borough: Brooklyn. Citizen Type: Native. Ethnicity: Caucasian. Nationality: American.

• • • IDENTITY + HEALTH

Gender: Genderfluid. Pronouns: They | Them. Sexual Orientation: Demisexual. Romantic Orientation: Panromantic. Relationship Status: Single. Face Claim: Nico Tortorella. Hair Color: Brown. Eye Color: Grey. Distinguishing Features: Tattoos, tattoos, and more tattoos; They're covered in them and constantly getting more. They're also usually found with a bright smile, regardless of how they're feeling. They’re good at masking what’s on their mind. Personal Style: It depends on the day, but Beck typically wears nice clothes. They enjoy the occasional cliche musician looks, wearing dark clothes, leather jackets, et cetera. On a typical day though, they enjoy more colorful clothes. They put a lot of time into making sure they look presentable, ready to make an impression wherever they are. Physical Health: They are physically healthy. Mental Health: Gender dysphoria.

• • • FAMILY

Parents: Biological parents are unknown + no desire to reach out // Adoptive parents are named Neil & Laurel Beckett. They run a gallery together, with one being a sculptor and one a painter. Relationship with Parents: Their parents are their favorite people in the world. They were just a baby when they were adopted by Neil and Laurel, two loving parents who wanted another child because they had more love than they could give. Laurel also was struggling to get pregnant, so they started adopting. They have always been accepting of everything their children wanted to be, which is why Beck had no fear coming out to them. Siblings: Three siblings, all adopted. Beck is the second eldest of the four of them. Relationship with Siblings: Their relationship with their siblings is just as solid as their relationship with their parents. Certainly, there's fights here and there, but ultimately, Beck feels welcomed by them all. Beck and their oldest sibling were adopted by their parents purposefully, whereas the last two were fosters that ended up getting adopted when their parents realized how much they wanted to keep them, too. Beck tries to stay neutral throughout sibling disputes and stay on everyone's good side for the most part.  Children: N/A. Relationship with Children: N/A. Pets: N/A right now, but definitely open to the pro spect.

• • • PERSONALITY + MUSIC

MBTI: ESFJ. Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good. Zodiac: Taurus. Hogwarts House: Gryffindor.  Alter Ego: A more musically inclined and less political Leslie Knope from Parks and Rec. Personality Traits: Adventurous, creative, energetic, helpful, idealistic, predictable, soft, trusting, well-meaning, youthful. // Beck is a soft person overall. They enjoy being around people and are often seen with a smile on their face. They try not to get into arguments often, only breaking that rule if they feel like they need to stand up for themselves. They had quite a few years of being unable to accept themselves in their late teenage and early twenties years, but Beck has since come to terms with who they are and what kind of person they want to be. They're extremely creative, looking for multiple outlets for their creativeness. Music is the main one, but they have dabbled in art (it was a failure), writing (it wasn't terrible), and many other things. They know that it doesn't matter what most people think of them, always preferring to be who they are above anything. They work hard for what they want and often give off a youthful vibe. Playlist: Beck’s favorite songs. Moon River - Frank Ocean (cover) Amen - Amber Run, London Contemporary Voices Little Red Riding Hood - Sam the Sham & the Pharaohs We Used to be Friends - The Dandy Warhols Mansard Roof - Vampire Weekend Fuck You - Lily Allen Basket Case - Green Day Transatlanticism - Death Cab for Cutie Shit Happens - Late Night Thoughts Superposition - Young the Giant Cringe - Matt Maeson lovely - Billie Eilish, Khalid Should I Stay or Should I Go? - The Clash Take Me Out - Franz Ferdinand No Diggity - Blackstreet Loser - Beck Shadow - ARTY Piledriver Waltz - Arctic Monkeys World Gone Mad - Bastille What’s My Age Again? - Blink-182 Late Thoughts - Hanx

• • • WANTED PLOTS

Family!! Beck has three siblings + parents that mean so much to them. Their parents have always made them believe they could be whoever they want to be, which is why no child of Neil & Laurel Beckett's would worry about telling them anything that's going wrong. Two of the siblings (Beck and the eldest) were adopted by Neil & Laurel when they were babies, but the last two were fostered and then adopted. Their family is always the most important thing to them. 

Friends!! Beck is so gd friendly that it would be completely accurate for them to have a ton of friends. Some could be new, some could be old; they're a native, so they would've accumulated quite a few growing up. I imagine they lost some friends when they came out, but they don't dwell on anything like that. Beck needs friends who will accept them for who they are without fail, otherwise they won't get along or stick together for very long. I'd love to have a couple ride or die best friends who have been around through everything. Sharing crayon boxes in kindergarten to sharing a bottle of whiskey as adults?? Pls give me that.

Band mates!! Beck is a part of a rock band that I imagine has an Arctic Monkeys sound, but not quite as much their new album. Beck plays the guitar and sings back up, but I would love to get the rest of his band. Gasoline Adventure will have a request soon enough with all the other members of the band, but if you're interested, hmu!!

Exes and romance things!! When it comes to romance, Beck doesn't shy away from possibilities. Of course, things aren't always easy for them. Between not always feeling like someone is comfortable with their gender fluidity (some people are okay with the concept they've noticed, but are weird when it comes to actually being with them) and being demisexual, their love life has been a bit all over the place. If you have an idea for something in this area though, please let me know!! 

• • • THE PLAYER

Harley Beckett is played by Paige. She is 29 years old and in the CST timezone. Please be mindful of their triggers: incest, rape, student x teacher plots.

[fyrapartnersearch]

Seeking Experienced Fandom Roleplay Partners!

a bit about me:

©        22, female

©        CST timezone

©        ~10 yrs experience

©        email mostly, gdoc friendly

©        multi-para, 3rd person writing style

©        loves OOC! Be my friend pls <3

 my thoughts on:

©        Replies: I’m very excited for some fun and engaging summer roleplays! A few partners are busy, and I myself am between an online class and certification testing, but I’m looking for a patient individual or two who would be cool with 1-3 replies/weekly-ish! I do have plans to travel coming up and an exam that I’m studying for, but I really would like to get back into the swing of writing for pleasure! <3  

©        Effort: Let’s shoot for equal effort please. I am not at all interested in partners looking only to play out their own halves without effort going into mine. No Bueno, friendos. I will contribute to plot and would like you too, esp if our halves are not working on the same plot/timeline! I have no problem contributing to your half in the case of course, but I would like to be informed about where you would like your half to go if you know. Winging it is fine too, of course, just let me know!

©        Character Division: I’m usually pretty gung-ho about juggling characters but I don’t have the skills to play them all, so lets try to divvy them up a bit!

©        Age: looking for someone 18+!! I enjoy mature themes, but generally okay with fading to black if you prefer. There will most likely be mentions/implied sex though either way, so if you aren’t cool with that I am not the partner for you. Similarly, I’d like all characters engaged in romantic plots to be at least 16 for similarly aged charas, 17+ for any (student/intern/whatever x teach/boss/whatev) plots, thanks.

©        Universes: I am mostly looking for fandom OC X CANON roleplays at this time, which will be mentioned below. Some originals can be workable though. Usually willing to split roleplays between fandoms for your cravings too!

©        Genres: I like romance, angst, action, adventure, drama, and slice of life (so long as those other elements are included, straight sol gets boring real fast). Open to others of course!

©        Characterization: In-character characters unless asked otherwise! Love interests are love interests for a reason haha (which is totally just bc they’re hot sometimes ofc but I digress)

©        Misc: DOUBLING IS A MUST FOR FANDOM ROLEPLAYS. I am okay with stacked single-emails, or two separate threads, or whatever! Just must double!! Also, I can’t write m/m but m/f and f/f is fine. All of my fandom pairings will be m/f.

 absolute nos:

©        Dropping my side completely???  I’m simply not replying to these emails lmao

©        Bestiality, water sports, bathroom play, incest, PWP, pedophilia, vore, torture porn, snuff

©        Cheat-free zone. Sorry. I can’t do infidelity stuff

©        Ditch-friendly but would prefer ya didn’t, ya know? Hiatus -friendly!

©        Terrible sues. Flaws. Balance. Strength is awesome, but OP is not.

 absolute yes!!

©        Feel free to hit me up to chat! About the roleplay, your life, whatever. IM and emails are totes cool. 6:

©        I’m always down to write triangles or more! I don’t always ask for them myself depending on the universe/fandom, but I do enjoy writing them!

©        Let me know if you have specific desires for your love interest/side! I am here to indulge you, if you grant me the same!

©        I have never done crossovers, but might be interested in trying my hand if that’s something you want. Just talk to me about it!

©        Please!! Let me!! Know!! Your!! Smut!! Pref!! My smut key is below:

Green: fluffy, flowery language; no explicit mention of parts

Yellow: euphemisms for parts and actions, moderate description

Red: explicit words and description

just fyi: I’m fine with green or above but tend to default yellow if you don’t tell me otherwise. I’m also super okay with red, just want to be considerate of your level of comfort. :)

  Cool beans, onto the really good stuff:

 cravings:

©        Death Note (Matt)

Canon verse, alt timeline**

mafia plot involved

Wammy Academy

Wammy’s House

Arranged Marriage

©        Bleach (Ukitake)

Canon verse, canon timeline

Canon verse, alt timeline***

arranged marriage plot involved!

Modern AU

Mafia/gang

Business/corporate

University

Academy Setting

©        Naruto: Shippuden (Kiba)

Canon verse, alt timeline**

Modern AU

Mafia/gang

Business/Corporate

Konoha Academy***

University

Ninja Academy (?)

Marriage (arranged or not)*

Summer AU!!***

©        Boku no/My Hero Academia (Shouto)

Canon verse, alt timeline**

Alternate Universe

©        Samurai Champloo (Jin)

Canon

Modern AU

other fandoms I can play for you (for split roleplays)*:

Attack on Titan

Inuyasha

GANGSTA!

Hunter x Hunter

Tokyo Ghoul

Ouran High School Host Club

Full Metal Alchemist

Resident Evil [games]

Sailor Moon

Seven Deadly Sins

Superhero/MCU

*note: these fandoms I haven’t played before/in a while but am familiar with- So AUs would probably be best in these cases. I am always okay with taking suggestions to brush up/watch other things you might be interested in doing! Just let me know! Also feel free to ask about things not on this list!! I will split for these – I write a fandom of choice for you if you write one for me!!

 a note on originals:

I would love some psych terror/horror, but open to hearing any and all suggestions. I am admittedly particular about originals just because they are very time consuming to create, but come at me! I’m into all kinds of things, but I’m a bit cold on originals atm.

contact me:  

Thanks for reading so far! If you think you might be interested in roleplaying with me, please drop me a line at: quazisaurthedinosaur@gmail.com . I would love to hear from you! Please include the following items in your email!:

Your name/nickname/penname (whatever you want me to call you)

Your age/age range (18+, 21+ is fine)

Your timezone/rough availability just so I have an idea

What you’re interested in playing & love interest

Your deal breakers! Things you are absolutely inflexible on so we know if we’ll be compatible.

*cough* your smut color *cough*

If your feeling generous, your fav song or show or movie! I love finding some new tunes. 😊

Whatever else you’d like to include, it’s your world man

I hope to hear from you lovely bugs soon!

[evesbeve]

Okay but now pls do Cora and Lloyd brotp headcanons! I need them against the sads ;-;

ASK AND YOU SHALL RECEIVE!! @clumsinessinperson

Cora is my Ninjago OC, and you can read about her here!

Cora and Lloyd BROTP Headcanons (against the sads edition)

Cora always scares Lloyd simply by existing

She’s usually cuddled up on the couch and when Lloyd walks in the room she’s like “Hey”

Lloyd screams, he didn’t even see her

Lloyd can’t scare Cora

Cora’s powers always tell her when someone’s close by, and she always looks through Lloyd’s eyes before he even approaches her

Lloyd: Stop looking through my eyes

Cora: I’m not looking through your eyes

Lloyd: Your eyes are greener than usual, this is my eye-color

Cora: 

Cora: *closes her eyes* I’m not looking through your-

Lloyd finds Cora’s house fascinating

Cora lives outside Jamanakai village with Jacob (Master of Sound)

Their house is away from the crowd, close to nature

When Lloyd visits, they usually hang out outside

Cora asks Lloyd to teach her spinjitzu

Although she’s an elemental master and a very decent warrior, Cora doesn’t know how to do spinjitzu

(to be fair the majority of fighters in Ninjago don’t)

Cora gets very discouraged when she can’t do it

But Lloyd keeps trying to teach her

Speaking of fighting, Lloyd is very surprised by Cora’s fighting skills

Cora was taught basic combat by Jacob

When she met the ninja, that improved

She is a fast learner, which is why she gets frustrated when she can’t pick up stuff

Cora always points out to Lloyd what he is looking at

(Cora’s powers allow her to see through other people’s eyes)

Cora: Why are you staring at the lamp?

Cora: Oh, look at the kitty, I wanna look at the kitty!!

Cora: Stop staring at me like that, it’s so weird to stare at myself

They sing together

Spoiler Alert: It’s not good for the others’ ears

They aren’t terrible singers, but they really can’t take singing seriously

It’s mostly screaming and jumping around

Cora really takes the energetic side out of Lloyd

Cora loves hugging Lloyd

She usually jumps on his back and hugs him from behind

But she also leans on him and hugs him from the side all the time

It’s her favourite thing when Lloyd hugs back

oKAY THIS IS ANOTHER POST THAT GOT TOO LONG, I just love these two ;W; I loved writing these, I hope they helped!!

[reticexce]

RETICEXCE’S RP PLOTTING CHEAT-SHEET

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Mun name: birdie OOC Contact: instant messenger and asks ( bc im always on mobile ) or sky.pe and k.ik, if we’re close mutuals 

Who the heck is are my muse muses anyway:

alison clair: a fashion designer who used to be a prostitute and has experienced various toxic relationships in her life and still feels the effects of them even now ( self-hate, think she’s inadequate, thinks the toxic relationships are her fault in a way ). has lots of love to give, very creative and artsy, wears a lot of pastel colors and can probably make you an entire outfit if you ask her nicely. 

emile clair: ali’s twin brother ( he’s older! ) who is an overgrown boy scout but can’t go outside as much as he wants because he has an office job ( legal aid ). has a soft spot for plants, hates the other two male muses on this blog, awkward af around attractive people, hella gay but has been hiding this fact about himself for years and has only recently come to terms with it ( sort of ).

cedric privett: alison’s first boyfriend in high school; wealthy and sort of bratty but lives more humbly than people might think. is best friends with nate and teased emile for being gay in high school. verbally abusive to alison in high school. is currently a bartender who reads a lot and has to deal with drunken fights at his bar more often than he likes. will probably flirt with you muse a lot.

nate cain: a terrible person. ali’s second “boyfriend” in high school. took advantage of her in high school and her virginity. physically abused her and verbally abused emile for being gay. hates his parents because they treated him like shit and was in foster homes all of his childhood and early teen years. has bipolar II disorder. is currently djing for money and has a fucked up sleep cycle. 

Points of interest:

alison: is super nice and bubbly, loves cats and flowers, wears mostly pink, will scrapbook and take a lot of photos, will probably love your muse or grow really attached , can be super self conscious about silly things, pls take care of her.

emile: will probably invite your muse to go hiking or bird watching, loves the rain and succulents, stutters a lot when talking to strangers and does embarrassing things, is tol and can help your muse reach stuff. 

cedric: sarcastic, speaks in a proper manner, dresses like he’s all that because he can afford nice clothes, has read lots of books, will judge you on your drink choices, always looks like he’s making bedroom eyes at you probably, is fake af 

nate: looks done 97% of the time with life, replies in short sentences and in a monotonous tone, looks tired, probably never awake when you are, makes great music though and will call you out if he thinks you listen to trash, curses a lot 

What they’ve been up to recently:

alison: living day to day and trying to recover from her past. picking up a lot of hobbies and trying to keep herself busy and healthy ( though she could always use some extra help with the healthy part ). has just been assigned to work on a new fashion line with her aunt ( who owns the company ali works for ) so that’s been keeping her real busy.

emile: trying to not hate his job but it’s not working but at least his cat keeps him happy. trying to also come out of his shell more and get into the dating scene but that’s also not working as well. he’s learned a few new knots though so that’s pretty cool. 

cedric: not on the best terms with his parents but he’s gotta deal with them anyway, is co-owner of a popular bar, is trying not to remember alison and had to deal with nate’s bullshit even more now since he’s back in town 

nate: finally freed from high school and has taken a few college classes online but nothing to get a degree. really focused on making music with other collaborators and is hella enjoying the launchpad he got himself a few years ago. internally denies everything that’s happened with alison and is skipping out on therapy that he’s suppose to be going to for his condition 

Where to find them:

alison: at her office, at cafes, at fashion shows or charity events, the bar, her apartment, the park

emile: in his office at his father’s law firm, outside in park, at the farmer’s market, in his apartment, at a cafe, rarely at the bar but you can try, at marathons bc this boy likes to run, at the train station bc this boy hates to drive and cares too much about the environment 

cedric: at his bar ( the best place ), a bookstore, a restaurant or cafe, at his parents’ place, at a party his parents’ are throwing, at an office party he didn’t want to go to but got dragged into

nate: in bed, at a fast food place, at a night club or a strip club, at a bar probably getting into a fight, in an alley probably finishing that fight

Current plans:

alison: looking for more models for her clothes or for her photography hobby, sketching, trying to not skip meals, and trying to find her prince charming ( or someone to hook up with and make her feel useful and safe ). is thinking about going to school one day to become a nurse but that’ll have to wait when she has more money saved up.

emile: is also thinking about going back to school bc law is now the path for him but who knows what he’ll do ( he’s thinking history ). really determined to get back into the dating scene and meet cute people but social anxiety is an awful thing and he needs lots of patience to overcome it. really wants to get back into hiking 

cedric: taking care of nate, trying to please his parents but also trying to piss them off at the same time by having more hookups, is pretty happy with where he is in life though taking care of nate can be real draining

nate: live through the self hatred and make music to keep himself sane, currently in a stable relationship with someone so that’s always exciting. he doesn’t really do much, but he’s living so that’s good for him 

Desired interactions:

alison: more toxic relationships bc she always seems to attract people that aren’t so good for her, and i like to cause her pain, old clients or new ones since she does have a harlot verse, gal pals are the best, and ?? really difficult people?? i’ve always wanted to see how alison handles difficult people. oh and one night stands bc a girl has needs

emile: more dates, emile crushing really hard on a male muse and it’s possibly unrequited or emile just hasn’t had the guts to tell your muse yet and one day he just blurts it out, someone teaching emile how to kiss or hike up his flirting game 

cedric: be his friend and bitch about things with him, try to be his sugar baby and see how far it takes you, call him out for being so fake

nate: former one night stand coming back and trying to get involved in nate’s life even though he has a gf, someone nate got in a fight with recognizing him and trying to get a rematch, roommates au tbh 

Offered interactions:

alison: is super helpful and nice so she’s always willing to help your muse out or keep them company at like a bus stop or something. known to strike up random conversations. will offer to help fix a hole in your muse’s clothes if it ever happens ( like a wardrobe malfunction ). likes to try new foods and see new things so invite her out and have fun!!

emile: will tell you lots of stuff about his plants if you ask ( or just nature in general ), is really good at painting and wouldn’t mind helping you impress someone you like by painting you a picture and selling it to you, has really good taste in coffee and can help you find the right brew, will let you pet his cat if you’re sad. 

cedric: he’s pretty good at telling when people have had too much so he’ll shut you down real quick if you ask and he’s certain you’re shitfaced, he has a lot of good recommendations when it comes to books, he probably won’t remember you if you told him you guys slept together but you can always remind him 

nate: lmao nate never wants to come out but if you’re looking for a fight or wants someone to play video games with nate is your man 

Current open post/s:

open tag is here!! mutuals only please.

Anything else?:

hi a shy bean in central time zone. i love multiple thread with the same person and i dont mind if you send me ten memes, love me 

Tagged by: @tiivadvabadust ( indirectly! ) Tagging: idk man this was a long thing to fill out bc i had so many muses if you wanna do it then go for it and lemme see!! i would love to see!!

[fyrapartnersearch]

Seeking Summer Shenanigan Sidekick

a bit about me:

©        22, female

©        CST timezone

©        ~9 yrs experience

©        email mostly, gdoc friendly

©        para/multi-para, 3rd person writing style

©        loves OOC! Be my friend pls <3

   my thoughts on:

©        Replies: I’m very excited for some fun and engaging summer roleplays! A few partners are busy, and I myself am a recent grad and moving into full-time work and vacations this summer, but I’m looking for a patient individual or two who would be cool with 2-4 replies/weekly-ish! I do have plans to travel coming up, but I really would like to get back into the swing of writing for pleasure! <3  

©        Effort: Let’s shoot for equal effort please. I am not at all interested in partners looking only to play out their own halves without effort going into mine. No Bueno, friendos. Quickest way to get me to drop a roleplay. I will contribute to plot and would like you too, esp if our halves are not working on the same plot/timeline! I have no problem contributing to your half in the case of course, but I would like to be informed about where you would like your half to go if you know. Winging it is fine too, of course!

©        Character Division: I’m usually pretty gung-ho about juggling characters but I don’t have the skills to play them all, so lets try to divvy them up a bit!

©        Age: looking for someone 18+!! I enjoy mature themes, but generally okay with fading to black if you prefer. There will most likely be mentions/implied sex though either way, so if you aren’t cool with that I am not the partner for you. Similarly, I’d like all characters engaged in romantic plots to be at least 16 for similarly aged charas, 17+ for any (student/intern/whatever x teach/boss/whatev) plots, thanks.

©        Universes: I am mostly looking for fandom OC X CANON roleplays at this time, which will be mentioned below. Some originals can be workable though. Usually willing to split roleplays between fandoms for your cravings too!

©        Genres: I like romance, angst, action, adventure, drama, and slice of life (so long as those other elements are included, straight sol gets boring real fast). Open to others of course!

©        Characterization: In-character characters unless asked otherwise! Love interests are love interests for a reason haha (which is totally just bc they’re hot sometimes ofc but I digress)

©        Misc: DOUBLING IS A MUST FOR FANDOM ROLEPLAYS. I am okay with stacked single-emails, or two separate threads, or whatever! Just must double!! Also, I can’t write m/m but m/f and f/f is fine. All of my fandom pairings will be m/f.

   absolute nos:

©        Dropping my side completely???  I’m simply not replying to these emails lmao

©        Bestiality, water sports, bathroom play, incest, PWP, pedophilia, vore, torture porn, snuff

©        Cheat-free zone. Soz, not that into drama haha. No infidelity for me – I could possibly write it for you though!

©        Ditch-friendly but would prefer ya didn’t, ya know? 

©        Terrible sues. Flaws. Balance. Strength is awesome, but OP is not.

   absolute yes!!

©        Feel free to hit me up to chat! About the roleplay, your life, whatever. IM and emails are totes cool. 6:

©        I’m always down to write triangles or more! I don’t always ask for them myself depending on the universe/fandom, but I do enjoy writing them!

©        Let me know if you have specific desires for your love interest/side! I am here to indulge you, if you grant me the same!

©        I have never done crossovers, but might be interested in trying my hand if that’s something you want. Just talk to me about it!

©        Please!! Let me!! Know!! Your!! Smut!! Pref!! My smut key is below:

Green: fluffy, flowery language; no explicit mention of parts

Yellow: euphemisms for parts and actions, moderate description

Red: explicit words and description

  just fyi: I’m fine with green or above but tend to default yellow if you don’t tell me otherwise. I’m also super okay with red, just want to be considerate of your level of comfort. :)

    Cool beans, onto the really good stuff:

 cravings:

©        Death Note (Matt)

Canon verse, alt timeline**

mafia plot involved

Wammy Academy

Wammy’s House

Arranged Marriage

  ©        Bleach (Ukitake)

Canon verse, canon timeline

Canon verse, alt timeline***

arranged marriage plot involved!

Modern AU

Mafia/gang

Business/corporate

University

Academy Setting

  ©        Naruto: Shippuden (Kiba)

Canon verse, alt timeline**

Modern AU

Mafia/gang

Business/Corporate

Konoha Academy***

University

Ninja Academy (?)

Marriage (arranged or not)*

Summer AU!!***

  ©        Boku no/My Hero Academia (Shouto)

Canon verse, alt timeline**

Alternate Universe

  ©        Samurai Champloo (Jin)

Canon

Modern AU

  other fandoms I can play for you*:

Attack on Titan

Inuyasha

GANGSTA!

Hunter x Hunter

Tokyo Ghoul

Ouran High School Host Club

Full Metal Alchemist

Resident Evil [games]

Dynasty/Samurai Warriors (Orochi)

Sailor Moon

Cowboy Bebop

Yu-Gi-Oh!

Basilisk

Kingdom Hearts/Disney

Superhero/MCU

*note: these fandoms I haven’t played before/in a while but am familiar with. I am always okay with taking suggestions to brush up/watch other things you might be interested in doing! Just let me know! Also feel free to ask about things not on this list!! I will split for these – I write a fandom of choice for you if you write one for me!!

   a note on originals:

I would love some psych terror/horror, but open to hearing any and all suggestions. I am admittedly particular about originals just because they are very time consuming to create, but come at me! I’m into all kinds of things, but I’m a bit cold on originals atm.

  contact me:  

Thanks for reading so far! If you think you might be interested in roleplaying with me, please drop me a line at: quazisaurthedinosaur@gmail.com . I would love to hear from you! Please include the following items in your email!:

Your name/nickname/penname (whatever you want me to call you)

Your age/age range (18+, 21+ w/e)

Your timezone/rough availability just so I have an idea

What you’re interested in playing & love interest

Your deal breakers! Things you are absolutely inflexible on so we know if we’ll be compatible.

*cough* your smut color *cough*

If your feeling generous, your fav song or show or movie! I love finding some new tunes. 😊

Whatever else you’d like to include, it’s your world man

I hope to hear from you lovely bugs soon!

[fyrapartnersearch]

notthatcool for the summer

a bit about me: ©        21, female ©        CST timezone ©        8 yrs experience ©        email mostly, gdoc friendly ©        multi-para, 3rd person writing style ©        loves OOC! Be my friend pls <3 my thoughts on: ©        Replies: I’m very excited for some fun and engaging summer roleplays! A few partners are busy, and I myself am between an online class and certification testing, but I’m looking for a patient individual or two who would be cool with 1-3 replies/weekly-ish! I do have plans to travel coming up and an exam that I’m studying for, but I really would like to get back into the swing of writing for pleasure! <3 ©        Effort: Let’s shoot for equal effort please. I am not at all interested in partners looking only to play out their own halves without effort going into mine. No Bueno, friendos. Also about plot; please communicate with me on this, even if you're not into OOC! ESPECIALLY if our respetie sides aren't following the same plot. I'm more than happy to help with your plotting needs, but I would not like to be solely responsible for keeping the plots on both sides alive.  ©        Character Division: I’m usually pretty gung-ho about juggling characters but I don’t have the skills to play them all, so lets try to divvy them up a bit! ©        Age: looking for someone 18+!! I enjoy mature themes, but generally okay with fading to black if you prefer. There will most likely be mentions/implied sex though either way, so if you aren’t cool with that I am not the partner for you. Similarly, I’d like all characters engaged in romantic plots to be at least 16 for similarly aged charas, 17+ for any (student/intern/whatever x teach/boss/whatev) plots, thanks. ©        Universes: I am mostly looking for fandom OC X CANON roleplays at this time, which will be mentioned below. Some originals can be workable though. Usually willing to split roleplays between fandoms for your cravings too! ©        Genres: I like romance, angst, action, adventure, drama, and slice of life (so long as those other elements are included, straight sol gets boring real fast). Open to others of course! ©        Characterization: In-character characters unless asked otherwise! Love interests are love interests for a reason haha (which is totally just bc they’re hot sometimes ofc but I digress) ©        Misc: DOUBLING IS A MUST FOR FANDOM ROLEPLAYS. I am okay with stacked single-emails, or two separate threads, or whatever! Just must double!! Also, I can’t write m/m but m/f and f/f is fine. All of my fandom pairings will be m/f. absolute nos: ©        Dropping my side completely???  I’m simply not going to be replying to these emails lmao ©        Bestiality, water sports, bathroom play, incest, PWP, pedophilia, vore, torture porn, snuff ©        Cheat-free zone. Soz, not that into drama haha. No infidelity for me – I could write it for you though! ©        Ditch-friendly but would prefer ya didn’t, ya know? ©        Terrible sues. Long lost sister twin to Sasuke/Naruto with the rinnegan in one eye and the byakugan in another and summons dragons and brings back the dead are not allowed in my inbox. Flaws. Balance. Strength is awesome, but OP is not. absolute yes!! ©        Feel free to hit me up to chat! About the roleplay, your life, whatever. IM and emails are totes cool. 6: ©        I’m always down to write triangles or more! I don’t always ask for them myself depending on the universe/fandom, but I do enjoy writing them! ©        Let me know if you have specific desires for your love interest/side! I am here to indulge you, if you grant me the same! ©        I have never done crossovers, but might be interested in trying my hand if that’s something you want. Just talk to me about it! ©        Please!! Let me!! Know!! Your!! Smut!! Pref!! My smut key is below:

Green: fluffy, flowery language; no explicit mention of parts

Yellow: euphemisms for parts and actions, moderate description

Red: explicit words and description

just fyi: I’m fine with green or above but tend to default yellow if you don’t tell me otherwise. I’m also super okay with red, just want to be considerate of your level of comfort. :) Cool beans, onto the really good stuff: cravings: ©        Death Note (Matt) Ø  Canon verse, alt timeline*** §   mafia plot involved Ø  Wammy Academy** Ø  Wammy’s House Ø  Arranged Marriage ©        Bleach (Ukitake) Ø  Canon verse, canon timeline Ø  Canon verse, alt timeline*** §   arranged marriage plot involved! Ø  Modern AU §   Mafia/gang §   Business/corporate §   University §   Academy Setting ©        Naruto: Shippuden (Kiba) Ø  Canon verse, alt timeline** Ø  Modern AU §   Mafia/gang §   Business/Corporate §   Konoha Academy*** §   University §   Ninja Academy (?) §   Marriage (arranged or not)* §   Summer AU!!*** ©        Boku no/My Hero Academia (Shoto) Ø  Canon verse, alt timeline** Ø  Alternate Universe other fandoms I can play for you: Ø  Attack on Titan Ø  Inuyasha Ø  GANGSTA! Ø  Hunter x Hunter Ø  Tokyo Ghoul Ø  Ouran High School Host Club Ø  Full Metal Alchemist Ø  Resident Evil [games] Ø  Dynasty/Samurai Warriors (+Orochi) Ø  Sailor Moon Ø  Cowboy Bebop Ø  Yu-Gi-Oh! Ø  Basilisk note: these fandoms I haven’t played before/in a while but am familiar with. I am always okay with taking suggestions to brush up/watch other things you might be interested in doing! Just let me know! Also feel free to ask about things not on this list!! a note on originals: I would love some psych terror, but open to hearing any and all suggestions. I am admittedly particular about originals just because they are very time consuming to create, but come at me! I’m into all kinds of things. contact me: Thanks for reading so far! If you think you might be interested in roleplaying with me, please drop me a line at: quazisaurthedinosaur@gmail.com . I would love to hear from you! Please include the following items in your email!: Ø  Your name/nickname/penname (whatever you want me to call you) Ø  Your age/age range (18+, 20+, 21+ w/e) Ø  Your timezone/rough availability just so I have an idea Ø  What you’re interested in playing & love interest Ø  Your deal breakers! Things you are absolutely inflexible on so we know if we’ll be compatible. Ø  *cough* your smut color *cough* Ø  If your feeling generous, your fav song or show or movie! I love finding some new tunes and getting to know you. 😊 Ø  Whatever else you’d like to include, it’s your world man I hope to hear from you lovely bugs soon!

[fyrapartnersearch]

seeking long-term partner for anime/manga 1x1

You can call be Quaz! Read on for the good stuff;

a bit about me:

©        21, female

©        CST timezone

©        7 yrs experience

©        email mostly, gdoc friendly

©        multi-para, 3rd person writing style

©        loves OOC! Be my friend pls <3

 my thoughts on:

©        Replies: I’m very excited for some fun and engaging roleplays! A lot of partners are swamped for the season and I’m really looking for some one who can get out at least 1 reply a week or so.

©        Effort: Let’s shoot for equal effort please. I am not at all interested in partners looking only to play out their own halves without effort going into mine. No Bueno, friendos. Quickest way to get me to drop a roleplay.

©        Character Division: I’m usually pretty gung-ho about juggling characters but I don’t have the skills to play them all, so lets try to divvy them up pretty equally!

©        Age: looking for someone 18+!! I enjoy mature themes, but generally okay with fading to black if you prefer. There will most likely be mentions/implied sex though either way, so if you aren’t cool with that I am not the partner for you. Similarly, I’d like all characters engaged in romantic plots to be at least 16 for similarly aged charas, 17+ for any (student/intern/whatever x teach/boss/whatev) plots, thanks.

©        Universes: I am mostly looking for fandom OC X CANON roleplays at this time, which will be mentioned below. Some originals can be workable though. Usually willing to split roleplays between fandoms for your cravings too!

©        Genres: I like romance, angst, action, adventure, drama, and slice of life (so long as those other elements are included, straight sol gets boring real fast). Open to others of course!

©        Characterization: In-character characters unless asked otherwise! Love interests are love interests for a reason haha (which is totally just bc they’re hot sometimes ofc but I digress)

©        Misc: DOUBLING IS A MUST FOR FANDOM ROLEPLAYS. I am okay with stacked single-emails, or two separate threads, or whatever! Just must double!! Also, I can’t write m/m but m/f and f/f is fine. All of my fandom pairings will be m/f.

 absolute nos:

©        Dropping my side completely???  I’m simply not replying to these emails lmao

©        Bestiality, water sports, bathroom play, incest, PWP, pedophilia, vore, torture porn, snuff

©        Ditch-friendly but would prefer ya didn’t, ya know? Just let me know you don’t want to play anymore, promise I’m chill!

©        Terrible sues. Long lost sister twin to Sasuke/Naruto with the rinnegan in one eye, the byakugan in yje other, and summons dragons  are not allowed in my sandbox. SELF INSERT OCS ARE FINE! Just not sues please!

 absolute yes!!

©        Feel free to hit me up to chat! About the roleplay, your life, whatever. IM and emails are totes cool. 6:

©        I’m always down to write triangles or more! I don’t always ask for them myself depending on the universe/fandom, but I do enjoy writing them!

©        Let me know if you have specific desires for your love interest/side! I am here to indulge you, if you grant me the same!

©        I have never done crossovers, but might be interested in trying my hand if that’s something you want. Just talk to me about it!

©        Please!! Let me!! Know!! Your!! Smut!! Pref!! My smut key is below:

Green: fluffy, flowery language; no explicit mention of parts

Yellow: euphemisms for parts and actions, moderate description

Red: explicit words and description

just fyi: I’m fine with green or above but tend to default yellow if you don’t tell me otherwise. I’m also super okay with red, just want to be considerate of your level of comfort. :)

  Cool beans, onto the really good stuff:

 cravings:

©        Death Note (Matt)

Canon verse, alt timeline**

mafia plot involved

Wammy Academy*** 

Wammy’s House 

Arranged Marriage**

©        Bleach (Ukitake)

Canon verse, canon timeline

Canon verse, alt timeline**

arranged marriage plot involved

Modern AU? 

Mafia/gang

Business/corporate

University

Academy Setting

©        Naruto: Shippuden (Kiba)

Canon verse, alt timeline**

Modern AU

Mafia/gang

Business/Corporate

High School***

University

Ninja Academy (?)

Marriage (arranged or not)*

Summer camp AU!!***

©        Boku no/My Hero Academia (Shoto)

Canon verse, alt timeline**

Alternate Universe

other fandoms I can play for you:

Attack on Titan

Inuyasha

GANGSTA!

Hunter x Hunter

Tokyo Ghoul

Ouran High School Host Club

Full Metal Alchemist

Resident Evil [games]

Dynasty/Samurai Warriors (Orochi)

Sailor Moon

Cowboy Bebop

Yu-Gi-Oh!

Basilisk

Kingdom Hearts/Disney

note: these fandoms I haven’t played before/in a while but am familiar with. I am always okay with taking suggestions to brush up/watch other things you might be interested in doing! Just let me know! Also feel free to ask about things not on this list!!

contact me:  

Thanks for reading so far! If you think you might be interested in roleplaying with me, please drop me a line at: quazisaurthedinosaur@gmail.com . I would love to hear from you! Please include the following items in your email!:

Your name/nickname/penname (whatever you want me to call you)

Your age/age range (18+, 20+, 21+ w/e)

Your timezone/rough availability just so I have an idea

What you’re interested in playing & love interest

Your deal breakers! Things you are absolutely inflexible on so we know if we’ll be compatible.

*cough* your smut color *cough*

If your feeling generous, your fav song or show or movie! I love finding some new tunes. 😊

Whatever else you’d like to include, it’s your world man

I hope to hear from you soon! <3