#aya makes videos

[hirayaea]

draft - seiya and (my) mc - over several lifetimes

let’s meet again.

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honestly I don’t know what I wanted to do with this video maybe give me more time to cook and I’ll come up with something

[bougainvilea]

feeling emotional

[tinogiehd]

Dream talking about how one of the many things he loves most about George is how smart he is. He loves how George is always up for an intellectual discussion and how George sticks to his guns when they do, how George often challenges Dream and Dream loves it. He thinks that George is one of the smartest people he knows.

I also find it very sweet how much trust George has in Dream and George admires him for his intelligence just as much. If the smartest person you knew trusted you enough to help you pursue your crazy passion instead of his own career then Y'know -🌻

[jezior0]

This fundraiser is vetted by 90-ghost and was reblogged by bilal-salah0

@aya0599924578 had contacted me a few days ago and shared the story of her and her children's suffering. Please, spare a few minutes of your time to learn a little about what they're experiencing daily.

When I told Aya that she can share whatever information she feels comfortable with me to talk with you about, she mentioned:

- the hunger that is widespread across the Gaza Strip. There is a lack of nutricious food. Aya told me that she and her children miss eating chicken and vegetables, as they haven't tasted them for ten months now.

- the fear. The agression and bombing that kills people, leaving their massacred bodies laying on the street and decomposing.

- the significant deterioration of Aya's and her family's mental health, caused by such inhumane conditions.

- the bombardment of their beautiful house, which Aya described as the most beautiful of all houses. It was full of memories. Now, the family is forced to live in a small tent that they made of wood and torn cloth, that does not provide any comfort or sense of security whatsoever. It doesn't protect them from the heat, cold or insects.

Aya's young daughter is also in need of eye surgery, as she was hurt by bombing and there is no treatment for her in the Gaza Strip.

Besides all those horrendous circumstances, Aya's children remain innocent and resilient, fighting for their right to childhood by playing and recreation.

In this video, you can see that her son came up with a new game to entertaing himself. He created it using simple tools and items, making something out of nothing.

As I've mentioned before, those children and their caretakers are fighting for their right to dignified and good life everyday. We should stand up and fight for them too.

Aya has messaged me yesterday and told that she most likely won't be able to be very active on social media in the coming days. That is caused by another displacement ordered by the israeli offence forces.

In those next days, we can make something good for her and her family. Something that would help her and her family afford a bigger tent, new clothes and shoes, mattresses for comfortable sleeping and food.

The current amount raised on Aya's Gofundme is €2,706. We should try and at least double it in the upcoming week. The final goal set on the fundraiser is only €15,000. That really isn't much. We can do it.

Please, make sure to spare what you can and donate to Aya's fundraiser. If you can't donate, share this post and Aya's campaign with someone who is able to do so. We need all the help we can get now. We cannot let Aya down.

Remember to also head to her blog, reblog the posts and encourage your mutuals to interact with them as well. I will update this post with how the fundraiser is moving forward.

[seuonji]

彡 my rockstar boyfriend — yoon jeonghan

★ his concept, cool, cold, calm and collected but when he’s with you he’s nothing but warm and loving.

notes ๑ goody two shoes reader, college setting, band au.

genre ๑ fluff

warnings ๑ non

word count ๑ —

from aya: my reqs are not open but if you want more scenarios in terms of rock svt bf MY REQS ARE OPEN FOR THAT<3

drummer bf jeonghan left a message….”ynnie im almost done with practice, can i come over?”

actually he brings you to most of his practices but he understands you want to spend some nights studying or catching up with work. but even then he might barge into your apartment to bother you for a minute or few hours.

he loves it when you come to his practices cause it really motivates him 10x more to actually focus and learn the song properly. he would never mess up infront of you.

he totally sulks into your neck when he does tho.

free concerts ofc! he makes you stay backstage so you don’t have to stand in the humid crowd and his eyes are on you when he can take a peek. it was nice since eyes are usually on the vocalist, not the drummer.

fans make those videos ranking jeonghan the lowest when it come to boyfriend material due to his cold and mean-ish personality but that all goes away when they see how gentle he is with you.

jeonghan doesn’t know how to act when he’s out with you and he knows there’s fans watching. he loves his cold guy concept so he avoids showing how soft he is with you. ends up not being too affectionate with you but he keeps you close, always.

he’s also sooo possessive over you. like not extremely but he’s definitely covering your face with his hand or hiding you with his body when there’s cameras around. he knows how attractive you are and would hate to see the internet gush over you.

he makes up for his hiding of you by being extra sweet at home.

he would stop if you tell him to tho!

he claims to not have any social medias but he does and it’s just for personal use. his posts have too much (you can never have too much) of you and mentions you in most of his tweets, stories and posts in general.

like his instagram is just his selfies of him with you or just candid shots of you.

despite his secrecy on you about your face to the public, he still mentions you ever interview he can.

he’s a drummer but he hums for you so that you have a lullaby as you try to sleep.

he loves hearing your opinions on how you think of his performances. even if you don’t have a grain of knowledge in performing or music he takes your criticisms seriously and he treasures your compliments the most.

he massages your back with his drumsticks—

the end.

[selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs]

Sleeping in the mansion somewhere else, beside your room, can be a lottery.

You could wake up to...

🐯 Atsushi, in his tiger form, curled around you.

📒 Kunikida, mumbling about being irresponsible sleeper, while tucking you in.

🩺 Yosano taking care of your nails, giving you a hand massage.

🌨️ Junchirou using his ability, making you think, that you are sleeping in a cloud.

👩🏻 Naomi, preparing you a cup of your favorite beverage.

🍵 Kirako gushing over cat videos.

🛏️ Katai, putting his futon around you.

🐄 Kenji carrying you to your room.

🐰 Kyouka, offering you crêpes.

🕵🏻 Ranpo using you as a table for his snacks and a cuddle-pillow at the same time.

👘🗡️ Fukuzawa playing with your hands.

🦀🪢 Dazai plopping down on you, wanting cuddles.

💉 Mori, trying to take your measurements for your new piece of clothes.

🍷 Chuuya hugging you, while complaining to Dazai at the same time.

🌂 Kouyou quietly reading to herself.

🇫🇷 Verlaine letting you use his lap as a pillow.

🎧 Rimbaud using his ability to make sure you stay in a safe and quiet place.

🚩 Flags having a competition, of who can put the most blankets on top of you.

🧥 Akutagawa guarding you. And trying to put your hand on top of his head and get pets.

🔫 Higuchi trying to put accessories on you.

🚬 Hirotsu quietly talking about last big news.

🔪 Gin planning your next together time with Ryunosuke and her.

🩹🧲 Tachihara trying to sneakily hug you.

🍰 Elise drawing you a picture.

💎 Karma quietly thanking you for being the reason why Fyodor spared him.

⭐⭕ Kyuusaku building a pillow fort around you.

🍋 Kajii complaining to the fake scientific videos.

🍛 Oda petting your hair.

💰 Fitzgerald making another list of what to give you as a present.

🦝 Poe writing his next novel, with Karl snuggling with you.

🐋 Melville reading a newspaper.

🐙 Lovecraft making a hammock for you out of his tentacles.

🍇 Steinbeck watching a movie.

☕ In Annie's room, with Lucy discussing Atsushi with Annie.

🪶 Alcott leaving you a cup of coffee.

👒 Mitchell using her ability to make slight wind to keep air cool.

♊ Twain writing his book, discussing it with Huck and Tom.

✝️ Hawthorne going through library books and unintentionally making a book fort around you.

😷 Pushkin eating something, leaving an extra serving for you.

🫖 Goncharov making a whole meal for you.

🐀 Fyodor playing with your hair. Will always happen, if you sleep somewhere else, beside your room.

🦇 Bram trying to quietly ask you, how to use Internet.

🤡 Nikolai snuggling to you, burying his nose in the crook of your neck.

🃏 Sigma playing cards with himself.

⚔️ Fukuchi enjoying some alcohol.

👧👩👵 Teruko, giving commands to other Hunting Dogs, then putting a blanket over you, as an apology for waking you up.

💧 Jounou using you as a pillow.

🌸 Tetchou trying to feed you, while you are still sleepy. Will cuddle with you as an apology.

⛩️ Taneda playing checkers against himself.

💻 Ango doing some work and downloading something for you to watch/play.

🥷 Tsujimura writing a review about last spy movie she saw.

🕶️ Ayatsuji and his cats snuggling to you.

👻 Mushitarou mumbling about Ranpo and not letting him using you s a snack table.

⌚ André Gide silently guarding the room you are in.

🐉🍎🍏 Shibusawa making a catalog of his ability collection from the basement.

🐈‍⬛ Natsume snuggling with you in a cat form.

🤖 Adam monitoring your breathing and heart rate.

👧🏻 Aya reading mystery novels and trying to guess who is guilty.

🚸 Kousuke, Yuu, Katsumi, Shinji and Sakura playing.

🐅 BEAST! Atsushi, in a tiger form, chuffing and rubbing his head against you.

🥋BEAST! Akutagawa glaring at everyone, who dares to came near you.

🕴️BEAST! Gin doing paperwork.

📖 BEAST! Oda writing his novel.

📝 BEAST! Dazai is trying to plop on you and cuddle before OG! Dazai can.

⛓️ BEAST! Chuuya carrying to your room.

🧑‍⚕️BEAST! Mori trying to keep others far from the room, trying to let you sleep in peace.

👩‍⚕️BEAST! Elise playing with Oda kids.

🌨️👿 BEAST! Kuyoka guarding the room, while staying in the corner.

[izvmimi]

cw: pop star!au. fem!reader with diva & tsun tendencies. sfw but suggestive. possibly may have more parts.

When you finally show up to the studio, having woken up hours past your expected alarm such that you had to skip your yoga and your poolside brunch, your assistant is not happy to see you in the least, and the rest of your camera crew is at least a little bit miffed.

And quite frankly, you don’t give a flying fuck. 

You’re about forty-five minutes late, but the fact of the matter is that the main attraction is you, and only you, and as one of the top international pop stars of the decade, you have gotten a little too comfortable with letting your whims set the tone of things. The hustle and bustle of the set however starts up again the moment you walk in, as your head assistant claps her hands and lets the crew know to set up cameras, makeup and outfitting to get ready to put you in their chair and turn you magical. 

You walk right up to her and give her a cheeky grin. 

“Sorry, I overslept.”

Aya wishes she could throw you out of the nearest window but settles to say slap a script in a sheet of paper into your chest.

“This is the plan for the music video. Read this and don’t piss me off.”

You frown as you take it from her then scan through the crumpled piece quickly. Your newest music video is supposed to be a bit sexier than usual, with a pretty generic storyline - you play a damsel in distress saved by a dashing hero, the trope subverted by the fact that you’re a succubus, far from someone to be saved. You’re excited for it, having played a little bit too close to sweetheart territory for so long, and it’ll be your first time having an actual top Hero as your love interest, unlike your prior models who were more props than anything else.

But there’s one issue.

You crinkle your nose in distaste.

“You got Deku!?”

Aya raises her eyebrow adjusting thick rimmed glasses as she repositions her stance as though she’s preparing for a fight, her arms crossed over her chest.

“Is there a problem?”

You groan dramatically, then rush past her, pretending to be aggravated as you make your way towards the breakfast spread that has remained untouched until you arrived and stuff a dry croissant in your mouth.

“I asked for a hot Hero! Sexy! I ask you to do your goddamn job and you hire a man with green Teletubby energy!”

Somebody beside you scoffs, and as the two of you glance in the worker’s directions, he’s unable to stifle his laughter before he walks off, pushing a cart of cleaning supplies with him. You twist your mouth to the side, hands on hips, then turn your attention back to Aya.

“So you’re telling me Dynamight, Red Riot, and Shoto were unavailable?”

Aya’s lips press into a thin line. Despite being your assistant, she’s still one of your closest confidantes and she bites back just as hard as you can, and as usual, she does so now.

“I said, don’t piss me off, Tinkerbell. I’ll have you know I spent a lot of extra time making sure to-” she stops chewing you out suddenly, her eyes wide, and you blink, then turn. 

Deku is standing right behind you, and you’re 100% certain he heard your exchange. If he’s upset, he doesn’t show it, instead he’s smiling sheepishly, his hand scratching the back of his neck. 

“I think Kacchan was a bit busy and uh… Shoto probably wouldn’t have done this anyway, he’s not the type. As for Red Riot… that I’m not really sure...,” he trails off, pensive.

You blink at him rapidly as you crane your neck to look at him.

Pro Hero Deku is a lot taller than he looks on television. His face is still boyish and friendly, the harmless look not necessarily limited to television, but when you take a look at the rest of his countenance, broad shouldered and thick, it’s clear that there’s a reason why he’s topping the charts currently.

Even if his soft look doesn’t particularly scream sex appeal. 

“Sorry you’re stuck with me.” He bows politely, hands pressed against the sides of his jeans. “Let’s work hard together!”

When he rises, he’s looking at you with hopeful anticipation, and the way his eyes practically glow with earnestness actually upsets you.

You open your mouth then close it. The diva persona of yours isn’t without an ounce of empathy, but he’s already getting on your nerves. You look at Aya who gives you the glare she does when she wants you to behave, but you’ve already stomped your foot and stormed away.

Frustrated and unsure why.

“I’ll be at my trailer, call me when we get started.”

—

The problem is that he’s hot, and you hate to be wrong.

The type of hot that makes your head spin when you’re too close, that makes you forget the words you’re supposed to be singing to him, that makes the fans that blow through your wig and flowing clothing not enough to manage the heat that runs through your body.

“Get closer!” the videographer screams behind the camera and you swallow thickly as Izuku moves first, crossing the already minimal distance between the two of you to wrap his arm around your waist and the other around your shoulders. It’s supposed to be a romantic, protective pose, and he’s not looking at you but at the camera, but he’s so close, he smells good, his clothes are dramatically torn, ripped in the way you’d expect after a tense battle but artificially so. Your heart thumps as if he were protecting you for real, and you hope he can’t sense it, the disarray that’s running from your center to your fingertips as you try desperately to figure out where to put your hands. 

“___, can you please find a way to make this look more natural?” you’re being barked at by your greatest hater and favorite employee.

Aya, please shut the fuck up, you want to tell her, but Deku hasn’t let you go. 

“Next take.”

Deku finally releases you and you let out the breath you didn’t know you were holding. He’s smiling, the makeup dust and grime and blood barely marring his handsome features, in fact accentuating them.

They didn’t have to make him look this good. You’re going to have a talk with the visual designer, this is getting ridiculous.

“Sorry, was that okay?” He’s still smiling, bashful as if he’s the one who can’t stop looking at you, and imagining how his hands would feel pressed against your chest, when it’s very clearly the reverse. You wonder for a moment how easily he attracts the opposite sex with this sweet boy act, as if the plentiful scars on his broad chest, littered over his arms and likely below the pants hanging low on his waist, creeping past the Adonis belt aren’t evidence that perhaps he’s not so toothless after all.

You want to practically smack him, he frustrates you so damn much.

“Adequate,” you answer. The director tells you to take five and you step away quickly, practically falling off the fake set rubble on your way down.

You can’t even stumble the way you want to, because Hero Deku is fast and is holding onto your arm before you can make your way down.

“You okay?”

Unwittingly, you give him a distressed look, and he lets go quickly, and you storm off.

“I’ll be in my trailer!” you announce again, while the workers grumble that you’re supposed to literally only take five.

Aya is chuckling to herself this time, because she’s clocked you a mile away.

Tinkerbell has a crush.

[solaiced]

CASE 15: I ACCEPT ANY FORM OF FUSHIGURO TOJI.

!content!: vampire-werewolf toji, toji reads your mind, fast paced (kinda rushed sowwy), werewolf sex, knots, mentions of breeding (can't help myself...) and is it stockholm syndrome if you're lowkey into it?

wc:3.2k

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

A vast forest spreads before you, dark and grimy. It smells like stale air, in contrast to what it smelled like before your friends dared you to go in it in the middle of the night, with only a camera, a flashlight, and fishsticks. Why fishsticks? Because everyone loves those, so you can trade that for your life.

"Come on! It's really not that scary!" One of your friends, Kizumi, pushed you forward, you stumble and the others chuckle, amused at the danger they're going to put you in.

"Girl," you glare at her. "What's scary is your unblended contour." The others gasp, shocked you even fought back.

"Just go!" One of them says, you associated that person with Aya. "There's no one, trust us." She assures, walking to you and placing her hand on your shoulder. It brought you a sense of comfort that someone in the group cared to reassure you.

She smiles, ushering you towards the dark path, "Don't worry about the batteries in the flashlight–I put new ones just in case!" You smile back, confident enough to walk to where the trees followed the grassless, earthly path.

Everyone bid you a good luck, all giggling at the videos you're about to film. They all camped at the start of the way; lighting a fire to make sure you knew where to go to go home.

As you ventured deeper, the memories of your friends' tips and tricks evaporated from your mind, long forgotten by the overwhelming sense of unease coursing through your blood. Flip flops were definitely not the best choice for an adventure like this one.

All of a sudden, you hear growling, feel eyes on your body and smell blood. Your mind was playing tricks on you, trying to lead you away.

But braveness (or stupidity) kept you going. The growling became just another background noise, your ears buzzing too much to

concentrate.

An out of place 'crack' behind makes you drop the camera you'd been holding this whole time. Force your spine, they said. That's what you do. You bend down, putting the flashlight down to search for the fallen object.

When you finally grab it, you barely have a hold of your light before it’s snatched away from your hand, eliciting a sharp gasp.

A click resonates in the air, the light going out and plunging you into pitch black darkness. You couldn't move or make a sound, fear response rendering it impossible.

Just then, your mind registers that the growling had ceased, making the forest even quieter than before. The insects didn't dare make a sound, fearing the predator near. Said predator obviously behind or in front of you, because there’s no wind strong enough to grab a flashlight and click it off with such ease, lest it would have blown you, too,

away. Leaves crunch under invisible feet, walking towards you.

Your flight-or-fight instinct kicked in, making you step back, turn around, and run the way you just came from. Adrenaline coursed through your veins, keeping your energy output high but steady. At the same time, a cackle scares the birds out of their trees, fast steps approaching rapidly behind you.

Tears gather in your eyes, blurring your vision and making you stumble momentarily. You'll blame your friends. You didn't want to die, what even is the thing chasing you?

"Little woman... "A deep voice drawls from behind you. Its tone is honeyed, like luring a small animal in. Something caresses your cheek, a breath, a hair, or an insect.

Fuck, you didn't know, but it was terrifying. Thank God for thinking of emptying your bladder earlier, or else you would’ve pissed yourself from how scared you were.

“Stop runnin’,” the voice orders,

you could hear a tired undertone to it, like it was sick of your running.

"I won't harm ya, physically.” It promises, almost purring. There's a breeze next to you, unlike the wind you were producing on your own.

Locking to the side, you see a figure, much bigger than you. This is it, you think, slowing down because you were tired, the adrenaline having consumed more energy than helped.

There was no way out of this. The figure reaches out, grabbing you and pulling you towards it. It lifts you up, carrying you and you scream, trying to get away. It shushes you, somewhat

softly.

Fuck. You hope it kills you

before eating you, because, as the darkness lets the moonlight shine through the tree leaves, you see rows of sharp teeth in front of your face.

It, or should you say, he, smiles,

"Hello, my girl.” It–he cackles when you whimper in fear.

"Don't be afraid, I've got you, now. And I'll always have you until we die." The monster walks deeper into the woods, carrying you with him. You're too scared to fight back, especially with this big of a man.

"What do you want from me?" You feel tears flowing down your cheeks when you blink. He coos and wipes them, licking his thumb

when he gathers enough.

"Your soul. No, I want you, all of It. Your body, mainly your love.

Because you're mine." He chuckles, pecking your cheek and you shiver in disgust, unable to move away.

"We're home." You look behind you, wondering what he meant.

Behind you is a ruined shack, covered in vines.

He waves a hand towards it, "It's better inside, I just made sure it looked haunted, since I don't want trespassers." He places you down, still holding your hand just in case.

“Come on,” Pulling you with him, he opens a door and switches on the lights. The interior is nicer, he hadn't lied. The couch was en earthlygreen, placed in frontof an unlit fireplace, surrounded by bookshelves over filled with disordered books.

You stiffle a sob, looking down at the carpetted floor. He worriedly lifts your chin, craddling your face.

"Don't cry. Y’er going to be fine"

"Let me go." You order waterily.

"No. I want you." He straightens, locking the door.

"What even… Why?" Eyes shining with tears, pleading with this monster of a man. Seeing him in full was devastating, dark hair that fell barely over his shoulders, green eyes that appeared almost grey as they glare daggers at you.

He wore sweatpants of the same color, but darker shade, probably to blend in with the bushes, and a black compression shirt that had no reason to be highlighting all of his hard musches. He smirks at your scrutiny, crossing his arms.

"Enjoy the view?" He asks, only then, do you notice a small scar in the corner of his mouth, like a knife had ripped the seam of his lips open. Scars had so many stories, and a small, stupid part of you wonders how he got it.

"No. I was just thinking of how pathetically ugly (no, he wasn't, liar) you are, and how pitiful it is to kidnap a girl because you can't get pussy on your own." Boom. Roasted. Knowing men's egos, you would probably get killed, but at least you went out with fire and style.

Oh, but all he does is chuckle, sauntering towards you. And you've never felt so terrified.

"If you thought that hurt my ego, think again," Had he read your mind? "Yeah, I can." He tilts his head as you step back, cold sweat dripping down your back. How did he ...

"How? I'm a vampire and a werewolf, lovey, that's my thing. I've got unimaginable shit and I'll kill if you ask me to. Poor you. Had no real chance from the very beginning." You swallow nervously at his mocking tone. Was this it? Dying in a monster’s hut in the middle of nowhere? You curse your "friends".

"I can't believe y’er own friends left you here. Alone." He coos, pouting and mocking you. This little...!

"Oh, I'm not little. You are, though.

I could just eat ya." That struck fear in you, freezing in place as he strokes your cheek.

You were too cute, he thought. Trying to act all brave, but staying in place the immediate moment you sense danger.

You bark out a laugh, hiding your fear, "That thing is." Finger pointed at his crotch, you mock him just as he had, sputtering when he slams you against the wall. The whole house shook, like you had.

"Wanna find out, hm?" He growls, mouth next to your ear. Once more, you swallow, feeling your whole face flush.

"Oh? You do? No need to lie, lovey." He lift a strand of hair that had fallen down from your pony tail, which was very loose, now.

You shake your head, attempting to deny the obvious.

Because, who didn't? He was handsome, albeit crazy, who wasn't curious, seriously? He pulls away.

"No, seriously, who wouldn't want to see my dick?" He puts a hand on your hip. "Wrap y’er legs around me." He orders

as his hands go under your thighs to support your weight. You comply. Hey, a hot man just told you that he was gonna fuck you, and he’s too big to even fight back, obviously you were going to obey.

"Very good girl. " He smacks a wet kiss on your cheek, smiling. Eugh...?

"Hey, wait..." You start, both hands on each of his shoulders. "What.. I don't even know your name?"

"Oh." He opens a door with his foot. "Fushiguro Toji. Formely Zenin." He mentions casually.

You don't need to answer with yours, because he read your mind and repeated it, smiling. It sounded nice on his tongue: Why were you so down-bad?!

And what did he mean, "formerly"?

"That's for another time, woman."

Toji places you on his bed.

It was so soft... You turn, nuzzling your face into the bed. Also because you didn’t want to see him. He was scary, if you were being honest.

"One day, you'll do that to me, too." The man behind you, hands on your hips, snickers.

You turn your head, "One day, I'll stab you until you die." You threaten, pushing your ass against Toji’s half-hard crotch. Was he commando down there?

"News flash, I’m stronger than you. Also, you know damn well you want me, and that's not a threat from you."

From you? What did he mean?

“It means I don't mind dying again if it means that you're the one killing me." He slaps your ass lightly.

"So romantic." You roll your eyes.

“And we just met.” He looks way too smug, right now.

"Well, you just met me. I met you a long time ago." Again, he confuses you. What more nonsense did he spew?

"You don’t notice when someone watches you." Is all he said before he rips, yes, rips off your leggings.

"You bastard! Stop doing that!" You yell, covering what was left of your shredded dignity (your panties).

"How else do I take them off, woman?" Toji groans, crossing his bulky arms (that you wanted to chew and drool on like a mutt).

"Take it off, normally.” You hold yourself up with your elbows.

He grunts again, kissing his teeth like he was the one who should be annoyed. "How was I supposed to know? I thought you wanted that." He’s too smug. But he wasn't wrong. You had thought about it.

"I'm never wrong about you." He adds, kissing down the column of your throat.

A little moan involuntarily escapes your mouth, eyes closed to lessen the embarrassment.

"Don't worry, I don't judge. In fact, moan as loud as you can. Scream my name. Fuck, I don’t even care, tell me your weirdest fantasy and I swear I’ll fulfill them." Toji promises, cupping your ass as he retreats, slipping your panties down slowly, you get goosebumps from it.

Shuddering, you turn and glare at him. A little part of you asked if he had a real form, because anything other this hunk of a man would be better. If you looked at him, you might get attached. Handsome as he is.

He looked confused at your earlier squirming, were you stressed? And then, he read your mind. Dug into your deepest, darkest fantasies.

"You think I have a real form?" The man laughed. "That's cute. But, this is my real form. If you want to fuck something unconventionally attractive, since you don’t want to see me…I'll make sure you will. Eyes closed." He covers your eyes with a large hand, angling your head to face away from him. Slowly, his hand's texture changes. His once calloused hand becomes just a tiny bit softer, but fuzzier.

When your vision returns, you immediately flip over, eyes widening at the figure. Before you stood a version of Toji. A werewolf version. You think you'd soak through your panties, had they not been removed. The sheets were probably wet from your arousal.

Sharp canines replaced Toji's straight teeth, his eyes sharper, greener, and more vivid. His arms had more... fur? Than skin. His ears were pointier, with more fur, and… was that a tail? Holy shit. When his tongue peeked out to wet his lips, you realise it was longer.

Fucking hell, you want it down your throat. Oh, wait. He probably read your mind. Well, fuck. He prowls toward you, smirking like the smuggest man ever alive. He's so annoying!

"You want my tongue down your throat? Ya gotta ask out loud, lovey." Toji bends down to be eye-to-eye with you.

"You’d have to slit my fucking throat if you want me to even beg for anything from you." You snarl while the werewolf smiles, sharp teeth glinting in the light. How he loved your attitude.

"We'll see about that." Stubborn bitch, he thought, pushing you flat on the bed.

——————

You were so dying. If you weren't, Why were you feeling like this? like God himself snatched your soul from your body. Just as your vision begins to spot with back dots, Toji's hand moves away, no longer crushing your throat.

You blink away the tears clouding your vision and look up at this monster-god. He thrusts into you, smirking at your little gasps for air.

“Are you okay?" He pouts mockingly, cooing at you suddenly choking, hand on the pillow beneath you and on your hip, grip so harsh, you felt a bruise forming in the shape of his hand. The man's own hips couldn't help but jerk, your sweet cunt's walls almost massaging the cum out of his cock.

"I'm fine." You gargle when he begins to choke you again, hand off your hip. Toji slams into you once more, and again, and again - it's too much. If he kept going, you were gonna—

"Cum?" He repeats, punishing thrusts becoming full-on torturous when his fat tip bulges through your stomach. His tail was wagging nonstop, too excited to be still.

You'd taken his knot a couple times, now. There's no Plan B to use, because it would be a waste of money. He'd completely breeded you. A small, freaky part of you found this... hot.

"Ffuck yeah, I'll fill you up with brats, and then you won't be able to leave, huh? You're not gonna leave, right?" Toji hums, baring his teeth like a warning and his ears twitched. The way his tip was hammering inside of you and hitting your deepest parts made your hands clench the sheets beneath you.

"Answer me, bitch. You gon' stay, or nah?" He tightens his grasp on your neck, as if he was trying to recreate how tightly you were wrapped around him. Claws digging into your skin…Oh, fuck, answer!

"Y-yes, yes! Toji, uhn!-" You whine, eyes rolling so far into your skull that you fear they may get stuck.

"Good fuckin' girl. You–ngh–bet your ass... if I find out yer lying, you bet yer ass I fuck you until your bones break." Toji's words strike fear in you, making you flutter wildly around him.

The monster disguised as a man releases your abused throat, pink coating the skin due to the force he had gripped you. His thrusts were wild now, hips snapping forward erratically, balls, heavy with unspilled cum, ready to breed you, smacking your ass.

You can already feel Toji's knot at the base of his cock, and that excites you to no end. You squirm, body unable to decide if it wants to get away or have more. The tantalizing plaps of wet flesh smacking eachother was so loud, paired with the thumps of his tail on the bed, you'd think they resounded in the woods outside.

Luckily, thoughts were erradicated the moment Toji pushed his bulbous tip in and out of your greedy pussy. You weren't the only one struggling to keep composure, though. Your hazy vision cleared just enough to be able to see the man’s scrunched up face.

Sweat covered his skin, which was also littered with scars like the one on his mouth, but worse. His bulging muscles that twitched at the same time as his pulsing cock, it made you insane with lust.

“What’re you waitin’ for? Rub that pretty clit for me.” Your monster orders, which kicks you into action, getting to work immediately.

Shaky, uncoordinated fingers come to rub the sensitive, red nub, abused by the unruly hair on Toji's pubic area.

He groans, balls tightening up, knot inflating in preparation to stuff your warm pussy, and paint her walls a pretty shade of white with his cum.

"Fuck... This 's... ugh, the tightest pussy ever. Hgk-! I'll make you loose, yeah? So that you wan't feel good for any other man except for me." He emphasizes the last words with mind numbing thrusts as you throw yourself over the edge with the most unexpected orgasm since Toji ate you out a few… hours? ago.

He moans deeply, breath coming out in short puffs. He looks down at you, green eyes filled with lust and something deeper, scarier. Like love. (But that’s impossible because you just met!)

"You gonna take the knot again?. Take all my fucking babies, hm?" He grunts, shutting his eyes as he pops the engorged knot inside of you, making you squeal in surprise. Your earlier orgasm had made you too sensitive to all movements he made inside of you.

The monster lets out a small, almost indiscernable whimper and cums, overfilling you until your stomach was slightly disented from the amount of semen sloshing around inside.

You felt nothing but Toji for a while, not even noticing your quivering hands in his messy black hair to pull him closer. Maybe to kiss him.

You pucker your lips, ready for a post-orgasmic romantic kiss. But he turns his head away.

"You didn't beg. " The green eyed monster grumbles, as if he was mad about his own teasing. It's obvious he wanted to.

"Please... Toji..." you whine petulantly, legs still wrapped around his waist and hands clutching his hair tightly.

"Not enough." He says gruffly, a wicked grin painting his features.

"Please kiss me, my big, bad, sweetest werewolf vamps." you beg sweetly, bursting out laughing at his wide eyes and disgusted face.

"I don't know what the fuck you just said, but that... Never say that shit again. "Toji straightens, sitting on his calves. He brings you up with him, strong arms craddling you gently.

"But, can I have your tongue down–mfph!" You were cut off by your monster's lips pressed against yours, tongue slipping discreetly into your mouth. God, he can't wait to fuck you, again, and have you take all of his pups and fuck you in his human form.

[sweetbottletops]

Tell her how you feel or release an entire album about your feelings for her in a language she doesn't understand? Easy choice.

Ch 101

Hime-chan is me when a chapter drops. "Ehhh? Again?"

Her relationship to music is interesting. Maybe she's in that phase where being the first find the next band before they make it big is really important. She might even be pleased if people were like "never heard of them" to start off unlike Aya who just felt alone.

Me looking at the lack of GL getting picked up by publishers.

A new parent just dropped. And it's a wine mom on a fancy couch. They rich.

Hime has upper-middle class parents and a brother it looks like. A record player and fancy speakers. But no instruments. Her family are music collectors?

I do like how Agu is all "F'it. I'm using the real names for Soundcloud and Spotify and let the publisher figure it out."

Koga is publishing her music! The earlier viral video wasn't something in her control, but this is and she's doing it. Just like Aya wanted before she was hit by that rizz nosebleed.

Even if Hime-chan hits refresh all day she can't be faster to the gun than being someone's muse.

Her family are definitely collectors if not producers. Aloud Records? That'd explain why she takes her music activities almost like a job and is on a talent hunt. It's a family business.

If Narita is the yuri protector then Hime is the music side of it. I don't think she'd get in the way of Koga's muse. That'd be counterproductive. Plus she's seen them.

1 by Me to Her 1. Song 1 2. 24h Radio 3. Tourist 4. F.....

BAND NAME --- ME TO HER.

WITH KOGA'S HEAD AND HAND ON THE ALBUM COVER.

When Aya learns English she's going to know. Any time now. Very smart, Koga.

Koga's grand gestures in each volume are evolving along with her: 1. The Radiohead cover (hidden identity) 2. Song 1 (?) performed on the stage (to only Aya) 3. Released an album (public identity)

We are breathing down the neck of that pre-release concert art. You know the one.

[vampzxi]

𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯

preview: she hums as she pulls away, leaving a spit trail connected to her lips and your nipple. her mouth travels to your neck, and she nips at it, adding to the collection of purple marks that already stain your brown skin. her hands cup your tits as she kisses behind your ear, “fuck, you’re so perfect, y/n,” her breath tickles your ear, and you shiver, smiling at the sound of your name. “i need you to go in the room and lay down, pretty girl. can you do that for me?”

a/n: THANK FUCK this fic is finally finished it was kicking my ass so bad. very sorry for the wait, i had a bunch of shit going on at home and with my mental in general( a nigga was struggling☠️). i'm a little better now, but i'll probably be extending my break until a little after the 15th (a nigga is graduating!! :P). also this fic did not turn out the way i thought it was going to...who wrote this ? like hello ? also this is kinda unedited. if you see anything wonky, shh. i love u guyth. saur much. ok sorry for the long ass author's note, nobody reading allat.

word count: 7k+ (fics getting longer and longer..)

tags: LOTS of teasing, like i was pissing myself off writing this…riri plays too much, fingering, (semi) public sex, masturbation, voyeurism, phone sex?, dom!riri, sub!reader, slightly bratty!reader, avenger!riri, (slightly) cocky!riri, overstimulation, pussy eating, (slight) ropebunny!riri, crying, dacryphilia (listen…), face sitting (riri receiving), strap slanger!riri, degradation, humiliation, praise, video taping, there’s a plot if you squint, riri’s chain makes me hard, hair pulling, (slight) slapping, riri being a big softie at the end, umm probably more that i forgot. whoopsi!

dts!: @heejayy , @abenomeiiii , @playhousedistee , @cafehyunji , @amplifiedmoan @zayswriting , @vixentheplanet , @inmyheadimobsessed , @quintessencewrites , @marsolgy , @verachii , @saintwrld , @motheroffae , @dejaonline , @dominiquesheart , @izrinmabel1 , @mocha-aya , @shuriszn @yamsthoughts : i love you guys and every single interaction i have with you. u guys make me kick my feet so bad like...pls take care of yourselves. special dt to eden for giving me the idea to put raveena in here..love u fr.

taglist!: @because-were-pointless-ghosts , @yourfavdummy , @ihearttish , @biltongbite , @vspletitia3 , @sookiesookie , @letitiaslabyrinth , @iotusroses , @ppawmpkin , @prettymrswright , @somethingcleaverandwhitty , @icespiceluva , @sapphicvqmpires , @puppykitt , @pinkwright divider by: @firefly-graphics (lmk if i forgot anyone! taglist request form is here!)

ok ENUFF w that... here you guys go! enjoy ;P

“no goodbye kiss?” riri pretends to pout at you.

“you can kiss my ass on the way out,” you grumble, slamming the door, “get the fuck out my car.”

you walk over to the trunk and grab her luggage as she steps out of your car. “baby, what i do?” she yells over the airplane taking off.

you scoff, rolling your eyes, “you kept teasing me on the way here. you know ion like that shit,” you say, handing over her luggage.

she smiles and reaches out, "aw baby, don’t be like that. it’s so easy to get you worked up, it’s cute. come here.”

you roll your eyes again and embrace her tight, letting her firm arms squeeze your torso, “i’m tired of your ass.”

she presses a quick kiss on your forehead, “i love you too,” she rests her head on yours, “it’s only for a weekend.”

you groan, “i’m sure the Avengers will be fine without ironheart.”

“and i’m sure you’ll be aight without riri,” she pulls away and looks at you smirking, “you miss me already, huh?” you gasp as riri pushes you against the car, her playful eyes lingering on your lips.

“ri, don’t start-” she presses her mouth against yours, and a quick moan slips from you. you feel riri grin against you as she hears you, deepening the kiss. as her tongue slithers into your mouth, chills travel down your spine despite the humid air. the knot in your stomach tightens.

she lightly bites your bottom lip as she slowly breaks the kiss, her eyes never leaving yours, “riri…” you sigh, her lips traveling to your neck.

“‘sup, ma?” she nips at your neck, sucking the dark skin hard enough to leave a mark. the pet name makes your knees buckle as you lean against the car. riri’s calloused hands slide up your shirt and rub your sides as you gasp lightly.

“there’s people…,” you tuck a moan into your lip as she bites at your collarbone, “you’re gonna miss your flight-fuck,” she slips her hand down your waistband, grabbing a handful of your ass.

“i embarrass you, ma?” she inquires, her voice muffled by the skin in her mouth as she presses her teeth into it. your entire body heats up as she looks at you, expectant.

“no..i just-riri!” your words die in your throat with a whimper as she pushes her fingers against your damp panties, laughing at how you squirm under her.

“she’s so wet for me, haven’t even touched her yet,” she runs her finger up your slit as you hold back a moan, “she’s begging me to taste her, yeah? what you think, mama?”

you nod quickly as she continues to rub you through your underwear, whining every time her finger passes over your clit. “really? i can’t tell, she aint loud enough for me.”

“riri please…” you make eye contact with a man struggling with his luggage, and you quickly divert your attention, your face turning hot.

“i should eat her right in front of the airport,” riri uses her free hand to caress your cheek, and you lean into it as she applies more pressure to your clit, “let everyone know who she belongs to. let everyone know how needy she is. she’d like that, huh?”

“fuck, riri,” you moan. you’re grateful for the sound of airplanes passing overhead, because if not for them, surely the entire parking lot would have known riri’s name. “i don’t care, baby, please. i’ll make a big mess for you right here and let you do whatever you want. just..please, riri. i need you.” the band in your stomach tightens as you listen to her giggle.

“louder, baby.”

“FUCK, RIRI, PLEASE,” you grind on her fingers as they move along your underwear, ignoring the curious glances of passerbys.

she kisses you tenderly, making you melt under her lips. “hmm..what i tell you?” she murmurs into your mouth, “too damn easy.” she slides her hand out of your pants and pops her fingers into her mouth, swirling them around. “make sure you pick me up at 6 on monday, aight, ma?” the sight makes your pussy throb, but you just scoff as you watch, frustration overtaking your arousal.

“nah,” you push yourself off the car, fuming, “you got legs, nigga. you can walk.” she opens her mouth but you cut her off, pushing your finger into her chest, “matter of fact, use that fucking suit you always messing with. figure it out.”

your jabs do nothing but amuse her as she watches you climb back into the car. “so…no goodbye kiss?”

you shut the door and roll the window down, glaring at riri. truth was, you really did want to kiss her. but your frustration barred you from even thinking about it. “text me when your plane lands.”

“yes ma’am,” she sighs. she kisses her two fingers and places them against your temple. you watch her walk away with her luggage and so desperately want her to turn around. to turn around and yell “fuck the Avengers!!” and hop back into the passenger seat and kiss you until the windows fog. but she doesn’t. you sigh and shove the keys into the ignition and turn your music to 100, pulling out of the parking lot.

you open the door to your shared apartment, cringing at the silence. normally, ri would have her tunes playing, usually switching between Tyler, the Creator, Kehlani, Chief Keef, or Lauryn Hill. her inconsistent music taste always made your head spin, but now you yearn for it. if it wasn’t music, then she was sprawled on the bed, begging you to play just “one match” against her in Mortal Kombat or Smash Bros., knowing she would whoop your ass. you always gave in anyways, just to see the satisfaction on her face.

you drag yourself into your room and plop into bed, opening your phone. you haven’t checked it since you left the airport, too frustrated to even peek. you scroll through riri’s texts, your guilt building with every missed message you read.

you shoot her a quick “made it home, love you too,” and throw your phone into your pillows, groaning. she’s been edging you all day, building you up just to stop you from finishing. when you asked her why, she simply giggled and said, “to give you something to look forward to when i come back.” oh she pisses you off.

your mind wanders back to the airport. riri’s voice bounces around in your head, “it’s so easy to get you worked up,” and irritation builds in your gut. you think about the way her hands fit perfectly around your ass as she gripped it, her dull nails digging into your soft skin. you think about the way her fingers curled in you as you surrendered to her touch. you replay the moment in your mind, biting your lip. you embrace the familiar tug in your stomach, recalling the way riri’s fingers grazed you. your face turns hot as you clench your thighs together, breathing heavily.

you peel your jeans off and toss them in the corner. your hand slithers down to your wet front and you sigh as your clit finally gets the pressure it’s been waiting so patiently for. your fingers trace your slit through your wet underwear, your pussy begging for the release riri’s been denying you. her laugh echoes in the back of your mind as you push your panties aside, your arousal sticking to the fabric. you smirk, recalling how her breathing faltered when you would whine in her ear, the sound of your voice spurring her on.

you grab your phone and go back to riri’s messages, your fingers pressing the voice memo option before you can even think about it. as your phone starts recording, you slip your middle and ring fingers inside of you, moaning at how easily they slide in. you close your eyes and think back to riri, the thought of her listening to your moans sending shivers down your spine. you feel yourself getting wetter as you imagine riri's rough hands and tongue exploring every inch of you, imagining her whispers trailing up your spine, her mouth leaving marks on your neck. you drag your fingers in and out, the messy noises of your cunt filling the room. “fuck,” you groan into your mic as you curl your fingers into your g-spot. your hips buck under your hand as you pump them inside of you, dropping the phone on your chest. your other hand travels to your clit, pressing your fingers against the swollen bud. your back arches from the pressure, and another quick moan is stolen from your lips. you feel your body getting warmer as you get louder, giving in to the pleasure that's building up inside of you.

“riri…i’m so close,” you slip another finger in, whining as you speed up. you trace circles into your clit as groans tumble out of your mouth, rising in octaves. tears blur your vision as you near your edge, forcing yourself to go further. your gasps become shorter and quicker as you push yourself to your orgasm, “fuck, baby, i’m gonna cum! i’m cumming,” your head swims as your walls clench around your fingers, whining.

your eyes roll to the back of your head as you release onto your fingers, the white liquid gushing onto your sheets. you slide your fingers out as your chest heaves. you bite your lip as you press send on the audio message, smirking. you don’t know when she’ll listen to it, but you know the thought of you touching yourself when she isn’t here will send her into hysterics. and you giggle at the thought.

you pick up your phone again and open the camera, flipping it so your face fills the frame. you look crazed, with your curls sticking to your forehead and your brown eyes dilated. you smile and press record, dragging your fingers into your dripping cunt again. you moan at the sensation, your jaw hanging open as you push your digits into your overstimulated pussy. you stare into the camera and bring your wet fingers to your mouth, wrapping your tongue around them. you lick your cum off of your fingers, grinning into your phone, “was that loud enough for you, mama?” you suck your fingers and swallow the last of it, winking into the camera. you stop the video and press send, watching until it says delivered.

you toss your phone onto the bed and step into the bathroom to clean yourself up. after a quick shower, you throw on one of riri’s shirts and step out and pick up your phone again, checking your messages. your stomach twists as you see 3 dots in the corner of your screen, indicating that riri was typing. you hop onto the bed again, grinning hard enough to make your face ache. your head spins as you anticipate her response. you can’t contain the giggles spilling out of you as you imagine her reaction to the attachments, but that smile quickly drops when the dots fade away. you blink at your screen, waiting for them to reappear. after 5 minutes of nothing, you groan and shut your phone off, burying your face into your hands.

irritation creeps up your spine as you stare at your phone. was she really icing you out? whatever. you didn’t care. or she was probably busy at work, actively saving people, instead of listening to her girlfriend fuck herself. duty calls or whatever. your mind races through explanations so fast that your head starts to hurt.

you sigh and stretch across your bed, sleep creeping its way behind your eyelids. your finger hovers over the call button, contemplating. her contact image smiles back at you, squeezing your heart a bit as you remember her in her first ironheart suit, where she was too excited to even sit still. you took the picture before she successfully completed her first test flight, her eagerness evident on her face.

you sigh and decide against calling her, figuring she was busy. thinking it’ll be better to wait til the morning. surely she was too preoccupied to even pick up. you roll over, burying your face into riri’s pillow, letting her scent trace the inside of your nose. you inhale the cocoa butter smell, letting it lull you to sleep.

bang!

you shoot up, sleep clouding your mind as you rub your eyes. you fumble for your phone and wince when the light hits your eyes. 3:17am. “hello?” you call out into the darkness, fidgeting with your hair. silence answers you, making you bite your lip. you slide out of bed and tiptoe to your closet, grabbing the vibranium gauntlet that riri somehow managed to swipe from shuri. you laughed at her when she told you to keep it, but now you’re silently thanking her as you creep into the living room. you slip the gauntlet onto your wrist, holding it out in front of you as you feel the faint hum of the vibranium travel up your arm.

you notice the door hanging ajar, and you stiffen, gripping the glove tighter. “i…i have a weapon!” you squeak out, heart racing, “wakandan, too! you don’t wanna fuck with me!”

a soft chuckle emanates from the couch, and you whip your head around, using the soft blue glow of the gauntlet to guide you. you point it to the figure shrouded in darkness that was sitting comfortably on your couch. “last warning,” you keep your distance from the figure, but you know the power of the gauntlet will reach them in seconds.

“babygirl, put that shit down before you hurt yourself,” her voice makes your blood run cold, but you also basked in the relief she bought, “you know you clumsy.”

“shit, riri what the fuck?” you turn off the gauntlet and throw your hands into the air, “i thought i was bout to end up on a fucking true crime podcast. what the hell are you doing here?”

“uh, i live here?” you roll your eyes as you reach for the light switch, flipping it on. the sight of her manspreading on your couch made your knees weaker. her red hoodie and matching sweatpants did nothing to help. “i figured i’d swing by ‘cause you missed me so much.”

you laugh, taking the glove off and setting it on the kitchen counter, “sure. what happened to being an Avenger? don’t you have babies to save, or whatever they do?”

she sighs and stands up, taking two swift steps to you. her R-chain glints in your eye as she stares down at you, smirking, “i’m sure the Avengers will be fine without ironheart,” you smile as she shoots your words back at you, “you’re so damn needy, couldn’t leave you alone for long.”

she reaches out and wraps her arms around your waist, pulling you towards her. your cheek rests against her shoulder as you murmur, “i’m not needy.”

“you ain’t?” she reaches into her pocket, pulling her phone out, “you sure?”

you scoff and nod, “yo ass just wanted an excuse to come see me,” you pull away, “hold on, how’d you even get here?”

riri opens her phone, scrolling, “flew in that fucking suit you were talking about earlier…here it is,” she looks at you, her face unreadable, “ain’t this yo needy ass?”

you stare at her, puzzled, until the sounds reach your ears. amidst the panic of thinking there was an intruder in your home, you completely forgot what you had sent to riri. it all comes crashing back to you as your sultry moans emit from her phone, making your face hot. the noises of you playing with your wet cunt filled the room, your heavy breathing getting louder with each push of your fingers. “riri…i’m so close..” you hang your head, but riri grips your neck, forcing you to look at her.

“you was so vocal earlier…what happened, ma?” she turns up the volume, letting your voice echo through the living room. the splashing noises of you fucking yourself grow louder, along with your whines, as your gasps come through the mic. you press your thighs together, attempting to hide the arousal sliding down them.

the sounds end as you finish, and she shoves her phone back into her pocket, never breaking eye contact with you. her eyes boring into yours made you shiver, a smile playing on her plump lips. her hand tightens around your throat, and a moan slips from your mouth, “there it is.” her hand travels down to your underwear, prodding your clothed slit, “she’s so wet and i aint even touch her.”

your legs buckle as riri pushes against your clit, amusing herself with the way you lean into her. “fuck, ri,” you widen the gap in your legs, giving more access to your leaking cunt.

“hm?” she pulls her hand away, “what you want, ma?”

you’re too pent-up to put up a fight. you sigh into her shoulder, mumbling, “i want you, ri.”

riri’s hand returns to your underwear as she prods at your bud once more, making you whine into her ear. her jaw clenches as your whimpers fill her head, wanting nothing more than to see you crying under her as she sluts you out. but you had to earn it.

“use your words, mama,” riri moves your panties aside, sliding a singular digit into you with ease. your grip on her arm tightens as she slowly pumps her finger in and out of you, her brown eyes staring into yours.

“shit,” you tremble under her, “riri no more teasing, please. i need you to make me feel good. put me in my place. make me your bitch-i’ll take anything you give me, baby,” you throw your head back as she slips another finger in, her slow pace making your mind foggy, “fuck me, riri.”

“you gon’ be a good girl and make a mess for me, baby?” she quickens her pace, making it hard for you to keep your balance, “you gon’ let me tear this pussy up?”

you frantically nod, listening to riri play with your arousal. her eyes light up at the sight of her fingers disappearing into you, entranced by the sounds of your squelching pussy. “i’m your good girl, ri. i’ll do anything you tell me.” your walls clench around her fingers, eliciting a low groan from the back of her throat. the sound makes you quiver, hungry for more.

riri’s boxers are beyond damp as she listens to you. “so messy for me,” she kisses your head as she pulls her fingers out and you gasp at the absence of her digits inside you, “do me a favor, baby, and i promise i’ll give you what you want.”

you whine as she steps away from you and you stumble slightly, “you promise?”

“yeah, baby, i promise,” you smile as she cups your face and kisses you gently, her breath tickling your upper lip. your tongue runs across her bottom lip and she grins against you. riri speaks in between kisses,“i need these,” she tugs at your underwear, “gone. and this?” she pulls at the shirt hanging from your body, “never wanna see it again.”

you giggle, rocking on your heels, “but this is your shirt.”

“i’ll be ight. it looks better on the floor anyways,” she watches as you slowly pull the shirt over your head, her eyes fixed on your erect nipples. she resists the urge to step forward and squeeze and lick at the brown buds, but she reminds herself to wait.

you toss the shirt onto the floor, and your panties are next. the fabric is borderline glued to your wet cunt as you peel them off and toss them in the same corner as your shirt. you look back at riri, curling into yourself as she stares at you. it’s been around a year since y’all got together, but her gaze still makes you nervous. you cross your arms over your chest, suddenly self-conscious.

“nah, baby, let me see you,” riri steps forward and moves your arms to your sides. her eyes fall to your chest again, and your breath falters as she reaches forward and envelops your nipple in her warm mouth. she groans under you as her other hand reaches up to fondle your other boob. you bite back a moan as you grip her braids, watching the way she kisses your chest.

“oooh! shit, ri,” she smirks as she bites on your nipple, making you wince. her wet tongue rubs over it, chasing away the sting she left.

she hums as she pulls away, leaving a spit trail connected to her lips and your nipple. her mouth travels to your neck, and she nips at it, adding to the collection of purple marks that already stain your brown skin. her hands cup your tits as she kisses behind your ear, “fuck, you’re so perfect, y/n,” her breath tickles your ear, and you shiver, smiling at the sound of your name. “i need you to go in the room and lay down, pretty girl. can you do that for me?”

“fuck you, ri” you gasp as you throw your head back and clench your thighs, the incessant buzzing between your legs driving you to tears.

as soon as ri stepped into the room, wearing nothing but her boxers, her R-chain, and a shit-eating grin, you knew she wasn’t done teasing you. “i’m making you work for this shit, you think i flew all the way down here just to give in to yo needy ass?” she chuckled, “you got me fucked up. hands above your head.”

“say that shit again, ma. i might just consider letting you go,” she uses her vibrator to apply more pressure to your clit, making your back arch off the bed. your hands squirm against your restraints as you cry out.

riri’s eyes are glued to your bloodshot ones, grinning so hard, you’re wondering how her damn face doesn’t hurt. “ri..fuck,” you pant, your sweat-slicked chest heaving, “i can’t. i’m gonna cum-ah!”

riri uses her free hand to slip 3 fingers into your puffy pussy, pumping at a rapid pace, “you can. and you won’t,” your overstimulated cunt clenches around her as she circles your sensitive clit with the vibrator, “not until you apologize.” a whimper tumbles out of your mouth as you buck your sore hips.

your eyes roll as another jolt of pleasure courses through you, making your stomach tighten. you grit your teeth in frustration as she bites at your trembling thighs, the stinging bringing you closer to your edge, “i..fuck!” you crane your head down, making eye contact with the grinning girl as her fingers continue to pound into you, “haah..kiss my ass.”

you smile weakly to yourself as you watch irritation cross riri’s face, “aight, bet,” she laughs, slowing her pace. you smirk as she pulls her fingers out, praying she’ll finally end the assault on your clit. but your prayers go unanswered as she increases the speed of the vibrator, making you flinch.

your voice cracks as she slips her fingers back into you, this time adding an extra one. she moans at the sound of you, relishing the way you crumble under her, “yeah, you was so big and bad earlier. what happened?” she curls her fingers into your sweet spot, and you can feel your orgasm starting to leak onto riri’s fingers.

“i’m sorry!” you wail, spit forming in the corners of your mouth, “ri, baby, i’m sorry! please, please, let me cum. i can’t hold it anymore.” hot tears cloud your vision.

“huh?” riri’s digits twist inside you, making your back arch once more. you wish your hands were free so you could smush that stupid ass grin off her face, “ian hear you, baby.”

“i’m sorry! i’m so sorry,” you start to babble, rutting your hips against riri, “i won’t do it again. i’ll be good. i was being needy because i missed you!”

riri’s fingers slow as she looks at you, “who’s my bratty girl?”

“i am,” you huff, the buzzing of the toy slowly creeping through your entire body.

“who’s pussy is this?”

“it’s yours, ri!”

riri hums and removes her fingers and the vibrator, making you sigh in relief. her lips gravitate to your swollen bud like a magnet, kissing it softly. “good shit, baby. let it out for me,” her tongue dances between your folds, “flood my shit.”

“fuck, i’m cumming, ri!” you squirm against your restraints and moan as riri’s fingers dig into your thighs, stopping them from closing as she licks you up.

her tongue grazes your clit and you squirt on her without warning, fat tears rolling down your face as your orgasm splashes onto riri. she opens her mouth, not letting a single drop go to waste. your arms burn from the strain of them hanging pathetically over your head as you struggle against them, watching riri continue to suck on your overstimulated cunt. “ri, baby-shit. i came, i came!”

“yeah.” riri mumbles into you as she sticks her tongue into your entrance, slurping you up. she eats you like your pussy is a drug, never stopping to come up for air. your legs twitch uncontrollably as she moans into you, the vibrations going straight to your core. she reaches up and tweaks one of your nipples, making your eyes cross.

your safeword is resting just behind your lips, ready to tumble out of your mouth, when riri presses one final kiss against your entrance and pulls away. “such a pretty pussy,” she coos, eyes locked on the wet spot on the bed, “could eat her all day.” your chest heaves as you struggle to catch your breath, and your cunt throbs as you watch her suck the rest of your release from her fingers, her chain winking at you in the dim lighting as she sits up.

“let me go?” you mumble, head swimming. she finally looks back at you, taking in your blissed-out state. she smiles and kisses you deeply as you moan into her mouth.

“where you at, mama?” she looks down at you, concern swimming in her eyes, “just say the word, and i’ll run you a bath.”

while you would appreciate the warm water soothing the welts riri left behind, you also can’t get enough. you shake your head, “i..want more,” you look at her, a lazy smile playing on your lips, “wanna taste you,” you watch her bite her lip as she listens to you, “please, riri.”

riri rubs circles on your stomach, pecking your temple and humming, “you think you deserve it? have you been good?”

you nod quickly, “did so good for you…” she leans over you and reaches for the rope around your wrists, her low-hanging necklace brushing against your face.

as your arms are released, she gently takes your wrists and kisses them, alleviating the burn of your restraints. you sigh as you relax into riri, wrapping your arms around her. “thank you for being such a good girl baby,” she kisses you again, “you gonna let me sit on your pretty face?”

her words send shivers down your spine, and you whimper as you nod. “tell me how bad you want it,” she rubs her hands over your thighs, coaxing the plea out of you.

“please…riri. i wanna taste you so bad, i want you to smother me, i want your pretty pussy on my face. make a mess in my mouth and ruin me,” you babble desperately.

riri swallows a moan as she listens to you, trying to keep herself from becoming undone with just your words. “shit, ma. you got me so wet,” she admits, “you wanna see?”

she grins as you rapidly nod, giggling at your eagerness. her finger traces your belly button as she leans closer to your ear, her breath making your body quiver, “lay on your back for me, baby.”

“just sit down, ri,” you coo, her thighs straddling your face as her glistening pussy hovers above you, “please, mama.”

“say ahh for me,” riri’s voice barely registers to you, as you’re too focused on the line of arousal slowly trailing from her cunt, your breath catching in your chest as you suppress yet another needy whine. your attention snaps back to riri as she pops your thigh, the sting making you suck your teeth, “open your fucking mouth. you ain’t have a problem keeping it wide open earlier.”

“shut the hell up and sit down,” you mutter impatiently.

“i don’t know who the hell you think you talk-shit“ riri’s cut short by you as you push down on her waist, letting her drenched pussy fall into your mouth. an abrupt moan escapes her as your nose brushes her clit.

“shit, baby, right there,” riri throws her head back as you suck on her folds, savoring the way your tongue fits perfectly in her. she tastes better than anything you’ve ever eaten, like nectar to a bee. ambrosia to a goddess. she writhes above you as you lap her up, eyes rolling to the back of your head. your grip on her thighs tighten as her hips rock, letting her cunt slide across your face as she hums, “you like this, don’t you? needy slut.”

you dig your fingernails into riri’s thighs, leaving small, crescent-shaped marks as her insult sends a shudder down your spine. you look up at her, watching how her face contorts as your lips wrap around her swollen bud. her jaw hangs open as she continues to ride your face, her chain swinging with each rut of her hips.

“fuck, i’m bout to..” riri tries to bite back a whimper, but your ears catch it. you slide your tongue into her, drawing out a long moan from the prodigy on top of you. her thighs tremble as she grabs fistfuls of your curls, grinding her hot cunt further into your mouth.

“you gon let me flood your pretty face, baby?” riri smiles as you hum your confirmation, the vibration of your voice making her head spin, “let me cum in that dirty mouth, yeah?”

you look up at riri as you press sloppy kisses onto her pussy, relishing the way she bounces on your face. “fuck, baby. feels so good..shit!” her back arches as you gather her clit in your mouth once more, sucking on it, “im cumming! im-“

riri’s hands fly to her tits as she gropes them, riding her orgasm out on your face. you moan as you watch, maintaining eye contact with her as she creams in your mouth, the thick liquid coating your throat. her legs twitch as you continue to lick her clean, your tongue traveling over her folds. “aight, baby, i’m done, i’m done, fuck!” she cries out as you release your grip on her thighs.

riri lifts off of you and plops onto the bed, chest heaving, “how i taste, ma?”

you roll over and press a long kiss onto riri’s lips, hands trailing down her body. she moans into your mouth, wrapping her arms around you to pull you closer. her tongue slips into your past your lips, swirling around your mouth. you push your hips into her, your throbbing clit brushing against her leg.

riri grins against your mouth before rolling on top of you and bringing her knee up to your cunt, “you want me to keep going?” she laughs as you nod vigorously, “needy ass.”

she slides off the bed and walks into the shared closet, disappearing for a bit. you sit up as you watch her walk back to the bed with her most prized possession.

“where’d you get that one from, ri?” you watch as she steps into the harness of her strap, staring curiously at the purple-veined appendage.

“don’t worry bout it,” riri fastens the strap to her and looks up at you, mischief dancing in her eyes, “hand me my phone.”

you knit your brows in confusion as you reach for her long forgotten hoodie and fish out her phone from the pocket. you toss it to her, “for what?”

“you’ll see,” she smirks at you, “you already know what position i like you in. bend over.”

your eyes screw shut as riri aligns the strap with your hole, the tip brushing against your overstimulated clit.

“ri…please,” you mumble, squirming against the rope tied across your wrists once more. she uses one hand to dig her nails into your hip while she uses the other to stroke the tip between your folds.

“please what, baby?” riri coos, her voice dripping with disdain, “ask the camera. you had no problem doing it earlier.”

you shut your eyes tighter, mortification burning through your cheeks. riri had propped her phone up on the pillows in front of you after tying your hands behind you, letting them sit snugly on your lower back.

your eyes shoot open as riri’s hand slams down on your ass and you wince from the impact. “i know you heard me,” she grabs a handful of your curls and tugs at them, forcing you to stare straight at yourself in her phone camera, taking in your pathetic state. eyes puffy, tears staining your cheeks, your messy hair sticking up in various directions. riri takes pride in knowing she’s the cause of your current state.

her cold chain drags against your burning back as she leans over to whisper in your ear, “don’t act brand new. tell them how bad you want me to fuck your pretty brains out.”

panic seizes your chest as you crane your head away from the camera to look at riri, “‘them’? you’re gonna show this to people? what the fuck, ri?” you splutter.

“nah, i bet you would like that though, huh?” she chuckles, “wanna show everyone how much of a needy whore you are? want them to see how pretty you look when i fill you up?”

she turns your head back to her phone as you whine, feeling the familiar knot in your stomach. “ri…”

your whimper makes her laugh, “speak up, babygirl.”

the way your nickname rolls off her tongue pushes you to the edge, “SHIT, ri. just fuck me, please. i want you inside me, fuck me stupid. i wanna feel y-“

your words die at your lips as riri rams into you, the tip of the strap brushing against your cervix. “you talk too much,” riri mutters as you cry out. you can’t form a coherent response as she continues to thrust into you at rapid speeds, her groans making you clench around the faux dick buried in you. “she’s so fucking tight for me..god.”

“you..you can feel me?” you struggle against your restraints and wince as the rope digs into your skin.

“yeah…was working on it before…fuck, mama keep squeezing my shit just like that!” riri gasps as she digs into your g-spot.

“YES, riri, right there,” you watch your body in the camera, shaking from the impact of her thrusts, “i can’t…hold it” tears swim in your vision, and you fight against them, “please let me cum..oh fuck!” you choke out a sob as her hand slithers to your neck and her fingers tighten around your throat.

“hold that shit,” ri’s says through gritted teeth as her pace becomes sloppy. your pulsating cunt continues to constrict around her, causing her to emit a low groan, “you look so pretty when you’re full of dick.” the corner of her mouth quirks up into a smirk as she listens to your whimpers, “now tell the camera how good i feel.”

“please, ri,” you whine. she tightens her grip around your throat as a warning, and you involuntarily moan. “shit, riri fucks me so good. she makes my pussy feel so good!”

“yeah, good shit, baby.” riri’s hips kiss yours as she continues to slam into you, her dick burying into your core. you feel your orgasm approaching, the familiar tug in your stomach becoming stronger with each push into your puffy pussy. riri bites her bottom lip as your walls tighten around her, making her eyes roll to the ceiling, “can i fill this you up, mama? you gon let me cum in this pretty pussy?”

riri knocks into your g-spot and you finally let your tears fall as you moan, “YES, riri. please fill me up. flood my shit, baby!” your voice cracks as you yell, desperately wanting to break free of the rope binding your wrists.

“oh my god..are you fucking crying?” riri looks at your wet cheeks and scrunched face as she pumps into you. she removes her hand from your neck and grips your curls, turning your tear-soaked face around to look at her. she leans forward and presses her tongue flat against your cheek, letting the salty fluid settle on her tastebuds as she moans. “you see how lame you look? you’re so goddamn needy,” she smirks, dragging her tongue across your cheek, “i knew i couldn’t leave you alone for long.”

“ri…i’m so close-please,” you blubber, “been so good..for you.”

riri resumes her rapid pace and you chomp down on your bottom lip. “yeah? who’s the only one that makes you feel this good?”

“you, riri, only you!” your eyes cross as her palm smacks your ass, with riri fascinated by the way it jiggles.

“who’s pussy is this?” riri’s chest heaves, her pounding becoming erratic. her orgasm is quickly approaching, but she wants to watch you become undone first.

you scream in response, your back arching as you squirt onto riri. your release splashes on her as you moan, throwing your head into the sheets. “shit, baby, im..fuck, i’m about to cum!” riri groans, digging her fingernails into your hips, “ke-keep squeezing me like that. wanna feel your pretty pussy.”

“fill me up, ma,” you plead, throwing your ass back on the Avenger, “please, baby! wanna feel yo-”

“shut up!” riri says with a snarl as she shoves her fingers in your mouth, making you clench as she gags you. riri moans, throwing her head back as she drills her strap deeper into you, “fuck, baby. just like that! i’m…i’m bout to..”

your eyes roll to the back of your head as her seed shoots into your cunt, relishing the warmth that fills you. you bite down on her fingers and moan in sync with her, relaxing your body.

as she pulls out of you, her creamy release pours out of you, dripping onto the sheets. you collapse onto the bed, breathing heavily as your eyes flutter closed. riri chuckles and steps peels the strap off, tossing it into a forgotten corner of the room. she rubs small circles into your back and places her lips on yours, kissing you deeply. “you did so good for me, my beautiful girl,” you smile at the compliment, feeling her scatter sweet kisses across your face.

“can you walk, baby?” she asks softly, starting to untie the rope at your hands. you don’t even have the energy to talk, much less stand. riri understands your silence and let’s out a soft laugh, rubbing your wrists and easing the ache that your restraints left behind.

“i’m gonna run you a bath, then i’ll be right back,” you nod drowsily as she presses another kiss to your temple and walks to the bathroom, humming. you envy her endurance, the way she’s able to bounce back after leaving you strewn out across the bed. you turn your head, watching the muscles in riri’s back shift with each step. riri disappears into the bathroom and you let the sound of running water lull you to sleep.

“you never answered my question,” you say as riri plays in your wet curls as your back lays against her chest. you’re positioned between her legs in the tub, letting the smell of the floral bubble bath and the sound of Raveena’s Still Dreaming surround you as you lean into her touch.

“you ask a lot of questions, baby,” riri chuckles and slides her hands to your thighs and starts to rub them. you relax into her, relishing the sensation of her fingers kneading into your soft skin.

you roll your eyes as she massages your legs, “okay, yeah, but you never told me where you got that strap from,” you huff, “like what was that?”

riri’s hands falter slightly at your question, but she catches herself and resumes rubbing your thighs. you pretend not to notice. “it, uh..” she sighs, “don’t laugh.”

“why would i laugh?” you scoff, turning your head to look at her.

“cause yo ass always giggling about something,” ri swats at you, and you smile, “don’t try and hold it back now. look at you, always ready to laugh at someone.”

“just answer the question, ri,” you say impatiently. riri sighs and moves her hands to your shoulders, gripping them firmly.

you sigh and melt into her touch as she rubs circles into your shoulders, “it’s just a project i’ve been working on for a minute,” riri’s hands glide down your back as she rubs your sides, “it started as a joke, but when i met you...i guess i actually had a reason to finish it.”

you bite back a giddy giggle as you turn around in riri’s lap, looking at her. she stares back at you, her eyes gleaming. your chest grows warm as you watch her smile, her perfect set of teeth on full display. “i told you not to laugh,” she pushes a curl from your head.

“i know, i’m sorry, baby,” you plant a kiss onto her forehead, “you’re just so fucking smart, like damn. how’d you even come up with that?”

riri’s eyes widen at the compliment as her grin grows wider. you know how self-critical she is towards herself, so watching her become undone with a simple compliment makes you melt. “thank you, mama,” she reaches up and grips your chin, her wet palm pulling you towards her lips. she kisses you fondly, relishing the way your arms wrap around her waist. the music and the smells fade around you as you get lost in riri’s touch, committing the way she tastes to your memory.

you shiver under her and riri breaks the kiss, leaving your lips cold. you pout at her and lean in for another one, missing her warmth. but she softly pushes you away, “the water’s getting cold, baby,” she smiles, “come on,” she motions for you to get out of her lap.

you climb out of the tub as she lets the water out, watching the bubbles disappear down the drain. you turn around, and riri startles you by wrapping you in a towel and throwing you over her shoulder. you shriek, swinging your feet and laughing, “ri!!”

laughing, she flips you onto the bed and kisses you, intertwining her fingers with yours. you giggle into her mouth and throw the blanket over your naked bodies.

riri groans as her phone starts to ring, breaking the kiss. “hold on, baby, i think that’s work.” you roll your eyes and huff as she reaches over to grab her phone, putting it on speaker. “yeah?”

“riri, where the hell have you been?” smooth xhosa comes from the other side of the line, “you left without saying anything…again.”

“hey, shuri,” riri runs her hands through her braids, “i uh…” she looks at you smirk, “family emergency?”

“i didn’t get this primitive device just for you to lie in my face,” shuri sighs, “hi, y/n.”

your eyes widen as riri rolls hers, “she ain’t even here, you trippin.”

“hi,” you say, giggling when riri scowls at you.

“right. anyways,” you can practically hear shuri’s eye-roll through the screen, “fury’s pissed and he has kamala and me out looking for you. i’ve been trying to cover for your ass but we need you. kamala’s getting annoying.”

“yeah. i’ll be there tomorrow,” riri ignores you when you swat at her arm, frowning, “tell fury i’m busy. ion even need to be there, for real, but aight.”

“yeah, okay,” shuri sighs, “he’s gonna chew you out for missing patrols again.”

“man, ion give a fuck,” riri laughs, “but i’ll hit you back later?”

“yeah. bye, riri. bye, y/n. don’t keep her up too late.” before you can object, shuri hangs up the phone.

“‘be back tomorrow?’” you cross your arms and pout, your frown growing deeper as riri laughs.

“baby, i’ll be back the night after,” riri scoots closer to you and spoons you, letting your hair tickle her nose, “and then no more trips for the rest of the year, unless it’s with you.”

“good.” you smile, relaxing into her arms.

“so fucking needy,” she whispers, laughing and kissing your cheek.

you both drift off to sleep together, with riri snoring softly. riri ended up oversleeping, causing her phone to constantly go off with calls from nick fury, shuri, and even kamala. both of you were oblivious, too busy snoozing in each other’s arms.

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my masterlist!

[iavulture]

(Long post with some spoilers) Something fascinating about a sidequest in CoV

I know that I haven't been posting screenshots of Demon Haunt convos as frequently lately, but that's because I've been pushing through the game quite a lot to the end. Don't worry, though, for those who like them, they're still coming around as I make progress.

Anyway, I've been fascinated by this subquest, and it's not only because of the worldbuilding bits in regards to the demon summoning program as it's portrayed in SMTVV. As seen above, the game does acknowledge the use of technology in relation to the demons, and that the humans essentially have to do some things the old-fashioned way i.e. not going digital and using paper for security measures.

But what this researcher/sidequest giver says next is even more interesting, as seen in the next screenshots.

Some spoilers ahead for the novel series Digital Devil Story, which the MegaTen games are originally based off of! Read on if you don't mind and want to know my thoughts.

So you've decided to read on. Here are my thoughts on this:

Believe it or not, I love how this (possibly) relates to the very beginning of the SMT franchise, specifically Digital Devil Story. For those who don't know, Digital Devil Story: Megami Tensei is the first novel of a trilogy by Aya Nishitani. Want a summary? It's about a genius highschooler named Akemi Nakajima, who develops the Demon Summoning Program to get back at his bullies (it's... complicated). And as future MegaTen installments are wont to do, things go horribly wrong as the program summons Loki and the Norse god wreaks havoc and kills people (and also... forces himself onto one of Nakajima's teachers and attempts to do the same to new transfer student/love interest Yumiko Shirasagi). In fact, Nakajima's actions end up causing the events of the rest of the trilogy, along with the events in the New Digital Devil Story hexalogy, which is a sequel series to the trilogy.

2. Continuing from #1, there's the name mentioned by the researcher: Atziluth. This is the name of the place where demons live and was first mentioned in Digital Devil Story (and in Strange Journey compendium entries); the games call it by other names such as Makai/the Expanse and the Netherworld/Da'at.

3. "Essentially, we perform pseudo-summons through computers to transmigrate demons into this world." This is pretty much what Nakajima does with the Demon Summoning Program, in that he used a computer with the program to summon Loki. For additional context, one should know that besides being a programmer, Nakajima is also an amateur magician, and previously came to a revelation that magic and programming are similar in that they had exact steps/algorithms that needed to be followed to produce a desired result.

I can only speculate as to how people in V's world came to have such tech, but my guess is that Bethel researchers at the very least had a hand in it, as Bethel is the one distributing phones with the DSP to people like Ichiro Dazai and Yuzuru Atsuta. If people can use phones to summon demons, why not through computers as well, just like how Nakajima did it with Loki?

To end this post, I just want to say that I like this worldbuilding in Vengeance. From what I understand, Atziluth sort of reminds me of the Digital World in Digimon, in that it's a place where monsters reside and can be taken into the human world through the use of technology. In fact, I'm reminded of what happens in Digimon Story: Cyber Sleuth/Cyber Sleuth - Hacker's Memory (which, btw, are great games and aren't exactly for kids, unlike much of the rest of the Digimon franchise).

Here's a link to an hourlong video by Marsh explaining the novel series: Demystifying Digital Devil Story - YouTube

Anyway, long post over! I certainly wanted to write something after a long battle against a certain fly and needed a deserved break. I hope you enjoyed it and learned a few things.

[yaeran]

can u tr characters (nahoya, chifuyu, mitsuya, draken and whoever else) having a figure skater gf who competes at nationals is like really good

from aya: omg this is fr so cute!! thank you for requesting, hope you enjoy.

nahoya is endlessly supportive about it. he’d be kinda loud when he’s cheering for you at the seats but he will stop if told to.

he’d drive you to all your meets and if you go international he would follow if it’s possible!

he teases you when a fan comes up to you for a photo or autograph, “don’t forget me when you have billions of fans!” he says as he wipes a non existent tear.

he totally hates the strict trainings there is. would always make sure it doesn’t affect your mental health.

if ever you’re visibly tired after practice he would carry you to his bike. might even invest in a car if that’s more comfortable for you!

if you have some disinterested in one of yo ur competitors or a coach he’d listen to all your rants and even contribute, “no way they did that!?, fake as hell!”

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chifuyu would do big gestures honestly. he’d bring a friend or two (baji and takemitchy) to help him hold a banner for you titled “GO Y/N!”

he feels so much pride when he’s walking with someone as talented as you.

never shuts up about you!! “yea they’re going to nationals, at this point they’re a celebrity no?”

tends to your bruises for you, luckily he has experience. from himself.

always rejects your invites to go skating cause he knows he’s gonna fall on his ass—

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mitsuya loves watching you. he attends all of your practices, all of your competitions. he would drop any existing plans to be with you.

would make bentos for you— following what you allow him to give you.

he would try to learn how to make a leotard fitting for you to wear for ice skating, sure you might not wear them to meets but aslong as you like it that’s what matters to him.

he’s kinda like a mom. maybe he picked it up from raising his sisters but he takes videos your performances and posts it on his socials—

he’d give you massages after every practice.

if you’re feeling pain anywhere he’d do tons of research to see how it can be tended to.

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draken is pretty chill about it but in his head he’d already thinking he will suport you no matter what.

when you get nervous he’s sit with you until you calm down.

another one that would drive miles just to watch you perform.

pretty possessive over you when he’s walking around the arena with you. he’d have his arm around your shoulders and have you close.

a very good listener to all your doubts,

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all of them would pick you up and hug your when you’ve finished your routine. after this they treat you to your favourite restaurant and make sure you have the most relaxed night ever.

[fereldanwench]

apropos of nothing and certainly not my tag rant from a few posts back

did you know that out of 150 popular video games released between 1985 and 2022, only 6% of them feature sole female protagonists?

did you know that prior to mass effect 3, female shepard was never used in any promotional material for the series?

(and there's no hard data available on this, but i very distinctly recall a lot of gamerbro outrage when me3 had an optional reversible cover so you could pick between male and fem shep on your personal game)

did you know that only 18% of players chose femshep in any shape or form (default or customized) during the original release?

(anecdotally, i know a few people who didn't even realize you could play a female at all in me1 bc of how the cc is setup)

did you know with the release of the legendary edition in 2021 the percentage of femshep players didn't even double (despite jennifer hale's seemingly enormous popularity amongst the broader playerbase over the past decade) and is reported at 32%?

did you know that dragon age inquisition has the same breakdown between male and female inquisitors (68% to 32% respectively)?

did you know during the playtests for assassin's creed odyssey, it was a 50/50 split between kassandra and alexios, and ubisoft suits actually thought when the game was released, kassandra would be more popular? and yet once again, about 70% of players chose the male protag

did you know evie and aya were both supposed to have a much larger roles in assassin's creed syndicate and origins but were forced into a smaller role bc the ubisoft marketing team didn't think the games would sell well with a female lead?

cdpr hasn't released data on male vs female v, probably because the game handles gender a little differently than just two strict options like many other rpgs, but it was revealed that panam was the most popular romance, sitting at about 68%, which means at least 68% of players chose the male v body. I'm sure some players did not make that choice as a cis male v, but i would also guess that those who didn't are a small minority of this demographic, and if you factor in kerry romancers, this split is probably very similar to other games in the genre

now i realize that a lot of the male v players who are in more transformative fandom spaces (like tumblr) are not the str8 gamer dudebros of reddit angry about pores on a female character's face and whatnot. i realize that a lot of you are also on the outskirts of the perceived norm and also feel under-represented by mainstream male protags and that's incredibly frustrating and alienating and i genuinely feel for you

but female protagonists and female gamers who want to play as female protagonists and who have a few niche spaces to celebrate female protags are not the reason for your lack of representation

and frankly you don't sound a whole lot different from the angry incel gamer boys when you say shit like "fem v gets too much attention"

so maybe try advocating for male protags who don't fit the generic boring gruff white guy mold without throwing women under the bus. we're should be allies in this fight, not rivals

[tinogiehd]

which show are you going to?

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[jade-green-butterfly]

💘💖~Happy Valentine’s Day 2024!~💖💘

🎶Watashitachi no sekai wa - mahou wo kakerarete, Ai suru to kime kisae - namida ni fuujirareteru, Boy futari de jumon wo sagashi ni ikou, Kinjirare ta yume wo - kanaerareru kuni he... (Our world is under a spell, Even the excitement of our love is sealed in our tears, Boy, let's go together to find that charm, To the land of where forbidden dreams may come true...) Dare ni mo naisho de - ashita machi awaseshiyou, Itsuka kotori wo ume ta - yoake no mieru oka de... Tsumetai asamoya - kimi to te wo tsunaidara, Hikaru michi no fuuin ga tokeru yo! Hateshinaku...~ (Alone, tomorrow, let's secretly meet, Up on the hill where small birds are buried... Someday, when I hold your hand in the cold morning mist, And the seal of the shining road will be broken! Forever...~) Kirawa retakunaikara - kokoro wokakushiteta... Warai kaketekuretane - hontoni ureshikatta, Boy watashi ni yuuki woataetehoshii, Kinoumadeno subete - zero nidekiru chikara... (I didn't wish to get heartbroken, so I hid my feelings... I was happy, for you gave me that smile, Boy, give me courage, To make everything that happened zero...) Dare nimo naishode - sotto kuchiduke shiyou, Itsuka yoma nakunatta - furui ehon no youni... Asatsuyu ichimen - kaze gakira mekasetara, Hikaru michi wa massuguni tsuduku yo! Dokomademo~ (Let's kiss quietly in secret, Like an old picture book we're unable to read... When the wind blows in the morning dew, The shining road will stretch on forever! Always~) Callin' you! Kanashi i yoru ha kimi no namae wo tonae runo... Callin' you! Sore wa sekai no kusari wohodoku jumon nano...~ (Callin' you! Calling out your name in a sad night... Callin' you! That will be the key to break the enchantment of the world...~) Dare nimonaishode- ashita machiawase shiyou, Itsukaminna tabidatsu - mirai no mie ru oka de, Tsume tai asa moya kimi to aru kidashitara... Hikaru michi wa massuguni tsuduku yo! Dokomademo...~ (Alone, tomorrow, let's secretly meet, On the hill where we can see the future of everyone's journeys, Someday, when I walk with you in the cold morning mist... The shining road will stretch on forever! Always...~)🎶

 - Aya Hiroshige, Sonic X (2003)

~🐶☀️💕🦋🦌~

It's that special time once again, to show your heart and spread the love to all you care for~💕💝💕🤗And this year, I would like to take opportunity to dedicate my annual Valentine to my newest OTP, Smiling Critter DogDay x my OC, DeerDelight~🐶☀️💘🦋🦌 I was thinking what songs would fit their ship, and one that stood out to me the most, was one I've listened to ever since I finished college, back in 2008 - 'Hikaru Michi' a.k.a 'The Shining Road', which is the second closing theme to the well-known anime, Sonic X~🎶I remember seeing a music video years ago with tender moments between Sonic and Amy Rose from the show, and that was when inspiration struck~💡💗✍️ I decided to draw DogDay and DeerDelight in the same emotional reunion with Sonic and Amy, where he promised he would never leave her ;w; But instead of a rose, I chose forget-me-nots for DogDay to give to DeerDelight. The reason, is the meaning behind them - a symbol of true love and devotion, declaring love to another and representing a promise that you will always remember them~💝 Forget-me-nots are also considered a symbol of fidelity (loyalty) and faithfulness~🫶🏻 And this is what is happening between the two adorable critters right now. With DogDay declaring his love to DeerDelight (something she had always secretly hoped and wished for~🌟🙏🏻) and vowing that he will never ever forget her, and will always be with her by her side, no matter what...~🥹To which DeerDelight emotionally yet happily accepts, as they seal their love with a tender kiss and embrace~🐶☀️💕🦋🦌

To give the wholesome moment between DogDay and DeerDelight more feeling, I decided to add the last three sentences of the last verse of the song, both in Japanese and English, along with adding details of the shadowing and falling tears, which I have to say I'm really proud of~👍🏻😊✨ ‘Sigh...~’💕😌I am ever so pleased of how this precious piece turned out, just the way I imagined it to be and I really enjoyed working on it too~💓🥰 And a very💗💘💝~Happy Valentine’s Day 2024~💝💘💗to you too, my lovelies~! =^o^=🫂Hope you all like as well, have a lovely day and spread the love~!💞🫶🏻💕😍💕🫶🏻💞xoxo.  

*~Reblogs are also deeply appreciated as well, so please do reblog as well as like! Thank-you kindly!~*

DogDay (c) Poppy Playtime/Mob Entertainment DeerDelight (c) @jade-green-butterfly (Me~!)

[seuonji]

Hi, can do a svt! x idol!reader where the fans ship them, like giving each other glances, smiling when one of them appears on screen/winning an award, dancing/getting excited when there songs comes on, lovestagram, coindeces on social media and their chemistry during variety shows.

if this is inaccurate from what you wanted please let me know i am willing to write another one! (((o(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)o)))

from aya: thank you so much for requesting!! i have written most of these scenarios in these posts (links underneath this paragraph) so this post will mainly be on how fans ship you guys ^^

one ๑ two ๑ three ๑ four ๑ five ๑ six ๑ seven #mlist

fans shipping idols is a wild topic but let’s pretend the fans aren’t toxic with the amount of interactions you and your svt boy has!!

what fans that ship you would post:

imagine playing the telepathy game, your group against svt (game where there’s a word and all members have to do the same action) everyone from your group and svt do the same move except for you and vernon/mingyu. there’s multiple rounds and you keep doing the same thing. “are you two close by any chance?” the host joked. fans would make so many edits of that scene—

there would be so many edits or compilations of you and minghao/seungkwan in variety shows because you two bicker so much when you both are in the same room. would be the comedy type of video.

i imagine there would be ‘seungcheol/jihoon/wonwoo/mingyu falling in love with yn for 7 minutes’ compilations from when you guys were in a variety show together. he doesn’t put up a wall with you even though there’s cameras (to an extent). viewers can generally tell you guys must know each other well.

semi serious edits with jeonghan/jun which showcases you two are into each other. especially with the way you look at one another whether in variety or award shows.

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you’d have a lovestagram with seokmin/mingyu!! fans caught on with that one pretty quick..

joshua/jihoon would copy your tweets sometimes. like if you use a sun emoji, he will as well. might copy the way you structure your sentences.

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imagine you and your svt bf coming across these posts—

you and seungkwan/chan enjoy reading posts about ‘why yn and seungkwan are dating’ on twitter. you enjoy it a bit too much— at some point you two made an alt account so that you could like some of them and secretly interact. you clowning your fans fr.

when jeonghan sees an edit of you and him at any point, he would run to your room in the hybe building and show it to you. (like he couldn’t just send it to you…but he likes seeing your reaction.)

when you and mingyu are bored you both would watch compilations or you two. a way to pass time amirite.