#but it won't be nearly as stressing and as often as it's been

[reginrokkr]

So... I just finished the exams, got the important grades and what better way to get this over with than on my birthday! Normal activity should resume soon, although I'm not sure if it'll be today as I won't have time to nap and I'm going out with my father. So depending on the energy levels I have, I'll plop in here or I'll come back tomorrow to tackle down those drafts and ask thingies ♥︎

[ssaaaronmontgomery]

dbf!hotch taking his stress out on the reader after a rough case

Stress Relief

Warnings: Smut, pwp, unprotected p in v sex, brief vaginal fingering, brief oral (fem receiving), basically just a quickie with Aaron, age gap (both adults), dbf!hotch, roughish sex, pet names (princess, sweet girl, sweetheart), I think that's it but let me know if I missed anything!

Word count: 1k

Pairing: dbf!hotch x fem!reader

A/n: YESssssss!!!!! Rough case results in rougher sex ;) I don't make the rules 🤷.

Forever tags: @greg-montgomery @boredelle @hotchsdoormat @ssahotchnerr @criminalskies @beardedhotchh @hotchnerbau @ssamorganhotchner @mrs-ssa-hotch @canuck-eh @luvehotch @callm3c0nfus3d @ivyflowers13 @randomuserrs

Hotch: @14buddy22 @pastanoodles11 @htchnr

Let me know if you want to be added to my tags 🫶

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This post is NSFW minors please DNI****

Aaron called you as soon as he was home from his most recent case. This had become a normal occurrence and you'd come to long for the moment his call would come through. He would often let you massage his neck, shoulders, and back after he would bathe. He would share sweet soft kisses with you and probably get around to taking you at some point, but it wasn't always the first thing he would do.

This time though, he had phoned you and as soon as you walked through the door, he was pinning you up against it and nibbling at your neck and earlobe. Now he is grinding his hips into yours and he's grunting and groaning into your ear.

"Fuck, I missed you, sweet girl. Missed you so much." Aaron mumbles against your neck and you can't help but arch into him. He slips his arms around you. "Mm...Missed you too, Aaron." You whisper in a breathy voice. You're both panting and needy and he can't take it any longer. He strips you down to nothing and he keeps his hold on your hips as he kneels down between your thighs.

He does it just to get a quick taste and to help in prepping you to take him. He easily slides two fingers into your leaking cunt and his tongue circles your clit as his right hand helps to steady you. It doesn't take much to get you ready for him, it's been so long and you've missed him so much. You've needed him and your body is showing it.

Aaron pulls away from your core and he stands again, removing his belt and pulling his slacks and underwear down just enough to get his length out. He strokes himself a few times and presses his body up against yours, pinning you to the door once again in the process.

He presses his tip to your entrance and pushes into you completely in one swift motion. You gasp and arch into him again at the sudden, but welcome intrusion. He groans and starts moving almost immediately. His thrusts are fast and hard from the very beginning. Aaron moves one hand behind your thigh and lifts it up for you to wrap it around him. It gives him more access and allows him to go even deeper inside of you.

All he can hear are your loud moans in his ear as he helps you stay upright and it's like music to his ears after a week without you in the same way that his sounds are to you. You told him in the beginning of this relationship that you wanted him to make noise, you wanted him to let out his sounds instead of keeping them in. You made Aaron feel like he could really let go and have fun during sex. He felt like he could finally be himself and explore things he couldn't before.

He can feel how hard it is for you to stay up as you lean into him. You're thankful for the support of him and the door behind you. "Come on, princess. Cum for me." He all but growls into your ear and you shiver. He makes his thrusts even harder and deeper now, making you moan and you nearly throw your head back into the door, but you refrain so you don't get a headache later.

You reach down and rub your clit yourself because Aaron's hands are a little preoccupied with keeping you steady. It doesn't take much, a few flicks of your finger and Aaron whispering the dirty things he is planning on doing to you later, and you're clenching and fluttering around his cock as he fucks you through your high. Your other hand claws at his suit and eventually grips it as you ground yourself after your orgasm subsides.

Aaron never lets up on his pace and force. You tangle one hand in his hair and your other arm moves to wrap around the back of his neck. You bury your face in his neck and let out some of the loudest moans you think you ever have. They sound almost pornographic and Aaron feels a sense of pride in being the reason for it.

Your wet heat continues to envelope his cock and you know you'll be sore in the days to come, but you would gladly feel that discomfort when you're feeling so good now and you know he will take care of you after he gets the release he has been craving for what feels like far too long. He pounds into you over and over, thinking about how he'll take you later in his bed, how he'll taste your arousal and his release as he eats you out until he's satisfied you both. It's that thought of how he'll get to taste the two of you mixed together later that sends him over the edge now and he fills you up, his hips stuttering as his own high takes over.

You feel the warmth spreading through you and it causes you to clench around him tighter than before. Aaron moans and grunts in your ear again before pulling out. You're both panting and trying to catch your breath. He's sweating and you know he must be uncomfortably hot in that dark grey suit that you can't wait to get him out of.

You are wobbly, not uncommon after you're with Aaron, but he continues to help you stay upright. It takes you a couple of minutes before you can say anything.

"Aaron, that was amazing. We need to do that more often. I like you taking your frustration out on me." You manage to get out between heavy breaths. He chuckles a little and kisses the side of your head. "Sweetheart, I'm not even close to being done with you yet. It'll happen very often tonight." And with that, you're already getting worked up at the thought of what's to come next.

[barcaatthemoon]

workhorse || ingrid engen x mapi leon x reader ||

you get overexhausted during a game.

this was going to be your season. you had put in the work during the offseason, and continued to as the season started up. the coaches had noticed how hard you were working, so they had begun to play you in more games. it was great, even if you felt like you had already played through the entire season already.

today's game was a rough one. you had been fouled by the opponent's defense more times than you cared to count. yellows seemed to be flying for both sides, and you managed to earn your own during the 70th minute when you accidentally pulled on a defender's jersey as you slipped.

"are you okay?" you were surprised by the soft hand of the woman you'd nearly pulled to the ground on your side. "hey, i think she needs a medic!"

"medic? why would i need a med-" you dropped onto the grass. players from both sides came to stand around you and block the view of the cameras. mapi practically dove through the crowd to get to you.

if you would have seen the look on mapi's face, your heart would have broken. ingrid moved in to comfort mapi as the medics took you away. it was hard, but they both played the last twenty minutes of the game. neither one of them did the little victory lap, instead going straight to check on you.

"ingrid, slow down. i can't keep up!" mapi called out as she chased after ingrid. the norweigan was the first one through the doors of the room. you smiled at her weakly, hooked up to a couple of different iv bags. they were monitoring you closely, doctors coming in and out to check on your vitals. it was like being in the hospital, but you knew what they'd tell you at the end of it all. you were stressed and overworked, something that you had known for a couple of weeks now.

"i'm so sorry," ingrid apologized as she pulled you into a hug.

"you don't have anything to apologize for," you told her. ingrid sighed as she pressed a kiss to your forehead.

"yes, i do. i didn't pay attention. i didn't see that you needed to take a step back. you look out for us, for me, all the time, but i didn't do the same for you." ingrid was on the brink of tears, and you felt guilty for making her upset. you glanced past her at mapi, who seemed to be having similar thoughts, just quieter. "after this, i want you to take some time off. i'll step back with you if you want."

"both of us will. we'll work on getting back together as a unit. you can't work yourself like this, we're lucky that you didn't get hurt worse," mapi said. you sat there silently, unsure of how to feel. they were right, and it wasn't often at all that mapi ended up being the voice of reason in your relationship.

"i'm sorry," you apologized. ingrid and mapi both shook their heads as they moved towards you. mapi curled into your side, holding you tightly as the two of you sat there. ingrid stayed standing in front of you as she leaned her head against yours. "i am so sorry."

"this isn't something you need to apologize for, mi amor. this is something that we work on together. just let us know what you need, and we'll try our best for you," mapi told you.

"all that we ask is that you stop pushing yourself so hard. everybody has their limits, and you don't always have to know yours," ingrid reminded you. "i know that us just telling you this won't change anything, and that's why we're both going to be here for every step of the way. forwards, backwards, and sideways, the whole way."

"thank you," you muttered as you pulled both of them in close for a hug. you had spent a lot of time by yourself before them, and now you knew for sure that you were never going to be alone in your time of need again.

[a-hazbin-reader]

Hehehehe what about Vox and a fem!S/O that makes it a habit to fluster him or smother his techy butt in affection? I really just wanna take care of this stressed and overworked man whdiskansoskns-

Oh I suppose we can throw him a bone~

Vox X Reader Headcanons

✅️Romantic

❌️Platonic

TW: None I think??

Description: ☝️⬆️

Vox is probably the most stressed out of all the V's, not necessarily because of his workload but because of his temperament

A lot of little things get to him even though he tries not to show it

So he really appreciates having you as his S/O, especially on those days where he's losing his shit, because your affectionate nature helps him focus on something else

On those days, you manage to get him to lay down and accept a back massage from you, and you only tickle his sides a little

You couldn't help it

Sometimes, he actually falls asleep only to wake up to you lying on top of him, arms wrapped around his chest

Or you kiss the side of his screen and hug his neck while he vents to you, holding you securely in his lap

He doesn't want solutions, he just wants you to listen and keep cooing at him like you agree with him

Sometimes all he needs is just a hug from his favorite person in the world and you are more than willing to give it

He could die happy wrapped in your arms and breathing in your scent, your fingers gently caressing the edges of his screen

He loves how affectionate you are with him, knows that he would probably been driven mad by now if it weren't for you in his life

But if you do it in public or around the V's?? He's absolutely mortified and will actually just fizzle out right then and there

Not that you care, you'll take care of him

He's on tv doing his show? No matter, you blow him kisses from behind the camera until he's too flustered to go on, ending it earlier so he can go to you

Definitely doesn't cash in on all those smooches you were blowing his way

Not you interrupting a meeting with the V's because he forgot his phone, you practically demanding a kiss goodbye before you go

"Y/N, we're in a meeting I can't just-"

"I won't leave without a proper kiss!"

Smooch

Not Valentino hooting and hollering at you two as you grip onto your mans and really kiss him

Vox is so dazed by the time you scamper off, flopping back into his chair and hardly registering anything being said

...he definitely had his phone in his pocket before he left...he just didn't check after you pulled him in for a hug...

Did you pickpocket him just to kiss him at work!? In front of his friends!?

And now his screen went dark

The two of you are going out somewhere? You insist on holding his hand and kissing it at every opportunity, gazing up at him innocently

He chokes on his own spit

Even when you aren't awake you're so affectionate

Vox tries to get out of bed and get an early start on the day? Not unless he's taking you with him, your sleepy arms wrapped around him like a vice

More often than not, Vox is seen carrying you around while he sips his coffee, you peacefully dozing against him

You always rub your face on him, practically purring in your sleep because you're so content to snuggle him

He's blushing the entire time while trying to keep a neutral or annoyed look on his face, sipping his drink while scrolling through the news

If anybody mentions it then they're fired

If you ever wear lipstick or anything like that? You bet Vox is stumbling out of closets and rooms covered in kiss marks, blushing furiously

You look so innocent when you step out behind him, like you didn't nearly take his soul

Don't worry, you'll clean him up~

You give him affection and love so freely that it's difficult for him not to be embarrassed, not used to such a thing

He does try to reciprocate but it's not nearly as easy for him as it is for you, but he wants you to know he feels the same

So every once in awhile when you two are alone, he'll pull you into his lap and kiss the back of your neck in an attempt to hide his blush

"You know I'd be so lost without you, right?"

Now he's just asking for you to kiss him until he's begging for mercy

"Y/N W-WAIT!"

I had a lot of fun with this one! I hope it was okay!

[writeroutoftime]

Hi, I saw ur special, congrats, what do you think about ♡ "I think I'm in love with you and I'm terrified" with Roy Kent?

a/n: hey there, thank you so much!! and thank you for this roy request - it's been a while since I wrote a story for him - but this was so much fun! hope you enjoy!! 💕

oOoOo

After a long, stressful work week, takeout and a cheesy rom-com was exactly what you needed to destress. When Roy had stopped by after finishing up at the 'dogtrack', he had no choice but to follow your plans after you begged and begged, closing the deal with the look you knew he could never say no to. So now, he had your legs thrown over his blanket clad lap and a drink in his hand as you watched the movie.

"What is it?" you asked, glancing at your best friend curiously.

Over half the movie passed by without a sarcastic comment from Roy. If he wasn't yelling at the main characters for being "fucking idiots," then something was surely wrong. But when you really took a look at Roy, you saw no sign of distress. Only a calm, almost peaceful realization settled over his features.

"I think I'm in love with you and I'm terrified." he confessed, casually as if he just told you tomorrow's weather forecast.

You nearly choked at the confession, your heart pounding wildly. Maybe others would have been shocked and confused by the confession from their platonic best friend, but there was something inside you that sung at his words.

Buried in the deepest parts of your heart, your feelings for Roy had been hidden for the past year and a half. Feelings you had shoved down, thinking it was just a crazy fantasy. Something to be hidden and ignored in an effort to preserve your friendship. But, now, here was this mainly openly admitting to liking you. No, not just liking - loving you.

"Fuck." he whispered, seeing the expression on your face. "Did I just royally fuck this all up?"

The way his tone wobbled ever so slightly brought you back to the moment, scrambling to wash away any worries. "No, no, god, no." you stumbled. "T-the opposite, in fact."

Without warning, Roy pulled you into his lap, his face inches away from yours. He reached out and carefully stroked his thumb against your skin. An involuntary shudder ran through your body, and your hands clasped behind his neck just to steady yourself.

"Good, so I won't fuck it up if I do this?"

Before you could response, Roy closed the distance between you until his rough lips were against yours. The kiss was slow, but passionate. A kiss only months in the making could be. It was everything, and more, you had pictured. Pulling away, your forehead fell against his as you fought to catch your breath.

"Nope, feel free to do that as often as you'd like." you giggled, only for it to be consumed by yet another kiss.

[verydeadaten]

Schedules

Based on this post.

Pyrrha: *with Yang* J-Jaune.

Jaune: *looking up from notebook* Pyr?

Pyrrha: *sweating* W-W-Would you be i-interested, I mean, um, me a-and Yang, um, w-we want...we want-WE-

Yang: Hey. *holds Pyrrha's hand* Don't worry P-Money, I got this. *kisses her cheek*

Yang: Loverboy! You know how me and Pyrrha have been dating for a few weeks, right?

Jaune: Yes, and I'm very happy it's been going well for the both of you!

Yang: Thank you. And you, Pyrrha, and me have been hanging with each other more than often, so we're good friends, right?

Jaune: I mean, you do invite me to third-wheel on your dates. I think we're a bit more than "good" friends, no?

Pyrrha: *red*

Yang: You cute little flirt, you.

Jaune: What?

Yang: Me and Pyrrha where thinking. Coul-

Pyrrha: COULD YOU DATE US?!?!

Jaune: HUH?

Yang: Whoa! Way to put it all out, babe! I'm proud of you.

Jaune: *blushing* C-Could you repeat that.

Pyrrha: Yang and me both decided we wanted you to join our, uh, relationship. We both lo...l-lov...we both really like you. You're smart and kind and handsome and determined andireallywanttokissyouonthemouthand-

Yang: Yeah, what she said. You're a real catch, Loverboy. And we want to reel you in. So...what do you say?

Jaune: Wow...really? I...I would love to be a part of you relationship.

Yang: YES!

Pyrrha: *nearly faints out of sheer happiness*

Jaune: But I can't.

Yang: What.

Pyrrha: *glass break sfx*

Pyrrha: Wha-Why not?!

Jaune: I'm too busy!

Yang: ...what.

Jaune: I can't date the two of you. I don't have the time.

Yang: Is this some kind of joke, Vomit-Boy? Because if it is, you need to get better material.

Jaune: It's not a joke! See? *pulls out piece of paper*

Pyrrha: What is this?

Jaune: My schedule.

Yang: Combat class...leadership class...cook for team? Frag time? The hell is that?

Pyrrha: Oh, that must be when he plays that shooty game he plays. Team...something 2?

Yang: What the? Training with Pyrrha? BABE! You've had alone time with him and you didn't invite me?

Pyrrha: I'm sorry!

Jaune: See? I'm really sorry girls. I'd love to date you, but my schedule's packed.

Yang: *seething with rage*

Pyrrha: no...NO! I WON'T ACCEPT THIS! JAUNE ARC! YOU WILL MAKE TIME FOR US BOTH!

Yang: Yeah!

Pyrrha: YOU WILL GO ON DATES WITH US!

Yang: YEAH!

Pyrrha: YOU WILL GIVE US GIFTS!

Yang: YEAH!

Pyrrha: AND YOU WILL MAKE LOVE TO US GENTLY ON A HOT SUMMER'S NIGHT!!!

Yang: YEA-wait what?

Jaune: But...but...I don't have the time!

Yang: Jaune, just do your work later in the day.

Jaune: But my sleep.

Pyrrha: Beloved, you wake up at the crack of dawn. You'll be fine.

Yang: And if it really is such an issue, just do your work with us. We mostly have the same homework, anyways.

Jaune: I...I never even thought of that.

Pyrrha: *sighs* You're such a silly, silly man.

Yang: Hey, he's our silly, silly man.

Jaune: Yeah! I mean, we are a thing now, right?

Yang: Damn straight! Now, get on your bed.

Jaune: Huh?

Yang: You see, Loverboy, you got me and P-Money over here really stressed out with your, "schedule shenanigans," and we need to cool off.

Pyrrha: *nodding head*

Yang: When we're stressed, we usually cuddle each other. But why do that when we have this big, blonde, hunky teddy bear in front of us? You feel me?

Jaune: *blushing* Y-Yeah. I, uh, I feel you.

Yang: Oh you'll be feeling us alright.

Jaune: *very red*

[twstfanblog]

Heartslabyul Random Headcanons

Ace and Deuce are such good friends they quickly reached the level of 'Married and sick of each other'.

Riddle is so socially unaware at times. It’s why Cater even started talking to him. 'He's like a newborn, only worse because he's 17'.

Trey has and will hold someone down to check their teeth. It's only been his siblings so far, but it's the fact he's willing to do it.

Once Deuce got lost in the maze but was too embarrassed to call for help. Cater saw him from one of the upper floors and sent him texts on which way to go to get out.

Deuce just gave the meekest thank you when he was out.

The story is that Riddle hated the old dorm head because he didn't uphold the queen's rules, and that's why he challenged him to become dorm head.

It was also because he heard dorm leaders get their own rooms, and he wasn't surviving a room with 3 other people.

Chenya shows up so often that the dorm just chases him around a bit before going back to their tea party. It's just tradition to try to kill him on sight now, then they all have tea together.

Trey is deeply worried if the dorm will survive without him.

Cater is the main one organizing the unbirthday parties and various other functions of the dorm. He knows everyones birthdays and favorite colors and foods. He makes the file every year for his own purposes, but he's starting mapping out event dates to give to riddle to make his life a bit less stressful.

Ace actually knows way more rules than he lets on. He uses that knowledge to find loopholes and to argue with Riddle as to WHY he shouldn't be in trouble.

Riddle is allergic to soy and didnt know it until he had an allergic reaction in his first year.

His mom knew, but since she makes all his "meals," she never bothered to let him know. She then scolded him for eating soy and being careless.

Trey makes it a need that everyone in the dorm knows how to make a basic meal of their choice. Simple things like buttered noodles, scrambled eggs, or a simple sandwich.

Riddle actually makes the most complex stepped grill cheese, but it is the best tasting thing anyone has had. It is also the only thing he knows how to make by himself.

When Cater gets sick, no one can tell, and he will just go about his day. (The light club can tell, and they force him to lay down and nap)

Riddle MADE a rule that Ace specifically can't eat cherries in the dorm.

This is because Ace is a heathen who spits his cherry pits at mach 7 and one of them nearly blinded Riddle.

Trey warns the first years to be careful on the steps. And every year, he gets to watch them eat shit on the stairs for not listening to him.

Deuce so far has been the only one to fall UP the stairs that Trey has seen. He's lowkey impressed.

Deuce's favorite dorm chore is taking care of the flamingos. He honestly just really likes birds, chickens are simply his favorites.

Cater and Riddle will never confirm or deny that Cater used to be the last dorm head. Since it was only for less than a week, there's no official documents anyone can find.

Trey also won't say because he thinks it funny everyone wants to know so badly.

Riddle’s almost overbloted once before game events. It was his first month as dorm head, and the new pressures sent him into a hysterical sobfest.

He did make himself sick, but managed to bounce back and reshape the dorm’s standards.

[leo-interactive-fiction]

Happy (belated) fifth anniversary for Triaina Academy, Leo! I hope that you got to at least do a small celebration for five years of work sometime in June. In the spirit of Triaina being five, I wanted to ask you about the old demo, actually; is there a scene you left / are going to leave on the cutting room floor that you miss? Are there other plot points from it that you really liked? I'm curious about how you feel about it after so long. Regardless, I hope this finds you well!

Hey there! Damn, it really doesn't feel like it's been five years since I've began undertaking this project haha. The very first showing of Triaina Academy was in june, and was fairly sizable for its first posting, hovering around 70k-ish words leading up to the middle of the 2nd chapter and having introductions for everyone except S and F. During then, I had far more free time available to me, and worked on that version of the demo until it grew to around 250-300k words spanning nearly 5 chapters.

But I realized as I had progressed through writing that the quality of my early chapter writing wasn't consistent with the current standards I wanted to have now, and so much of that wordcount was scrapped, with only the skeletonized outline remaining of the old work. I returned to square one and rewrote the story in its entirety from the beginning, leading to the current state now, with the revised version hitting close to 220k words. In the back of my head I consider that, had I just continued writing without a revision, Triaina Academy would already be a finished product.

In many ways I regret that despite it being five years, it feels like there is nothing much for me to show for it. Even more so now that my work pushes me between mental stress and physical exhaustion, often giving me little time or motivation to pull up the writing on my computer. But I love what I've created. I love the joys it brings me as a creative, as well as hearing the joy it brings you all to read. So even if it seems like I fall away, I am still pressing on to continue, even if it's a tiny bit at a time, until it becomes something both I and readers can find joy in.

Now, speaking of the old demo, there's many scenes that have become nonexistent. I liked quite a few of them, and there are probably many overarching ideas that will return in different forms within the new context of the current demo. But there are also many that won't.

A few mentions of old scenes that probably won't be making a return, either because they've been replaced or they are no longer relevant:

During the very first date with raven, although the makeshift "home" returned, there was an additional scene where the MC discovers mutilated bodies in a closet space.

Before the festival scene seen in the demo now, the working equivalent of it in the old demo was an underground party held by students of the academy in an abandoned airport. The idea of this was cut out because within the story, I decided the world wasn't in a current state for airspace travel save for very specific exceptions. But during this scene, the party is interrupted by a body being discovered hanging from the overhead walkways of a hangar, paired with a bloody message.

There was a scene where you could order and allow V to shoot and kill a student. Originally I had thought to make this into a fail state where the MC and V were thrown in jail for a game over, but upon the revision this was taken out entirely, as I decided against abrupt, early endings.

Infamously, E was originally written as a step-sibling character in the old demo. I had thought on testing and developing the dynamic, since I didn't see very many games do it, and my game was pretty heavily inspired by various anime and manga related tropes and character styles. But eventually, I decided to shift them into a childhood friend/next door neighbor romance without adjusting their personality because I put a lot of effort into developing the entirety of their story arch, and I wanted them to appeal to a more general audience. Funnily enough, they are still labeled as their old role within the code, just because it has become too much work to change all of the variables haha

F's personal assistant, Fiore, didn't actually exist within the old demo. At least not in the same capacity. She was added because I realized F's personality didn't work well as an independent romantic driver, and they needed an additional external factor to push F into more romantic situations. Fiore RO DLC is an additional purchase of $9999.

In the old demo, MC's, and to a lesser extent everyone else's parents, played far less of an apparent role. I wanted to develop a story showing the previous generation compared to the current one, as in some ways there is a "passing of the torch" theme throughout the plot.

S and F were introduced far later in the old demo, to the point every other RO was given a full extra date scene before they joined the picture. One goal of my revision was being able to give these two an earlier introduction so they could all have their own date scene. In the old demo they were introduced in a scene where P and the MC had to switch rooms, allowing the MC to meet the last two members of Dorm Exul, as well as I think letting them read P's diary.

You used to be able to choose both M and P's gender independently, but with them becoming more structured as identical twins, M will always be the same gender you pick for P.

R used to be far more of a directly flirtatious character like M, but has since naturally shifted to the laid-back, bantering character they are now as I've continued writing them.

Similarly, V was written in a far more robotic tone with only short one-to-three-word responses, and although they are still fairly terse and unemotional, they've developed over time to have far more spoken dialogue and hints of emotional cracks.

There used to be a fail scene in M's romance if you refused to hit them the first time. Much like the other fail state, this was taken out and the decision between leaning into their masochistic tendencies or not became part of their path selection.

Many of the side characters within the story were not introduced, and so neither were their stories. Lewis and S's hostile relationship was not developed, Rex and Acer only had passing remarks, Treyla, Juno, Uno, and others who were nonexistent to the plot now hold some relevance to specific MC specializations, and instructors other than Rosaline and Hoft were given names and a larger part as progressors of MC specializations.

As far as the most favorite scene that I'll miss leaving on the cutting room for, hmm. It is most likely the school tournament arc that I had planned in the old demo. It was in the works and quite far in development at the time that I realized my writing had taken far steps away from the book's early development, both in quality and creative direction. The tournament was supposed to be a method to more actively showcase the combat capabilities of each character's powers, with several rounds and fight scenes already written. But within this new revised plot, I plan for the S.T.E.M. abilities to develop far slower and gradually with trackable leaps in power, not yet becoming combat capable at the time this tournament arc would've occurred. Still, the scene and idea I had in my head, and what I had already written, was quite fun! Although I probably won't be able to figure out a way for this exact scenario to happen now, eventually I would love to bring back the idea of a tournament, or arena type of setting, at some point in the story haha.

Thank you for listening to my ramblings. I didn't think the response would get this long haha. Triaina Academy has recieved so much more positive reception and love than I could have ever imagined when I first began working on it. In all honesty, I had figured that maybe I would be writing for a handful or so to see and think it was neat, and I'd be plucking away at it from time to time with no real thought to its success in mind. But it has instead risen to a stage far larger than I thought it could perform on, almost dauntingly so as I fear for disappointing so many, both with its quality, and the fact I can't dedicate as much into its development as people hope and ask for. Even still, I hope you can forgive me for not being able to rise to expectations, especially in regard to the pace of development, or the length of silence revolving it. The one thing I can promise, is that I still love this creation of mine, and all of you who have seen and may continue to see it flourish, and I do not plan to end its development unless I die a very painful, early death.

Thank you very much!

[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

How would Ryusei, Akkun, Mitsuya and Mikey react to their partner taking a knife for them

Sure! Here's how I think the four of them would react!

Ryusei-

"Huh!?" Isn't entirely sure what just happened, one minute he's messing around and toying with a guy while fighting him and the next you're bleeding in his arms. It was just so quick.

He can vaguely here Kojiro in the background, beating the guy up, hitting him over and over for you. But he focuses on you, he tries talking to you and getting you to talk back.

Is more shocked then worried at first, I mean he was stabbed and ended up fine so you will be too right??? Right???

Once he notices all the blood and your unresponsiveness, his whole demeanour changes though. He still tries to smile and crack jokes with you but he's also crying and it's clear the smiles are fake.

Doesn't remember calling the ambulance but vaguely knows he did.

Tries to stay positive in the waiting room but everyone around him can see the anxiety in his eyes and how he won't stop fidgeting.

When you wake up he's so happy to see you! Can't stop grinning and lightly touching you with hugs and hand holding. He also makes a joke that Kojiro nearly cried because he was so scared which makes Kojiro yell it was actually Ryusei who cried!

Akkun

The second he's sees you get stabbed he jumps into action, he knows he probably can't physically beat the guy to get him away and make sure he doesn't stab you again. So he does the only thing he can think of, he practically dives on top of you, covering your body with his so he'll take any other attacks.

Luckily nothing comes though since his friends jump in to help out. Akkun gets off of you slowly, he's almost too afraid to look, too afraid that you'll already be gone.

Breathes a sigh of relief when he sees you're still breathing, immediately calls the ambulance and is very informative with them.

He does his best to stay calm the whole time, takes deep breaths as he desperately tries to stop the bleeding. He can't save you if he loses his head.

Says nothing in the waiting room, the stress has made him too tired, instead he just sits there, leaning forward with his head in his hands as he waits.

Tries to stay calm when he sees you too, doesn't want you to get stressed but he still ends up crying tears of joy as he sees that you're ok.

Mitsuya

Yells your name so loudly that everyone around stops what they're doing to turn and look.

He's never moved as fast in his life to get to you. Doesn't pay any attention to the guy aside from casually punching him to the side. He knows Draken's right on his back and will happily take care of the guy for him.

He seems totally frantic as he leans over you, calling your name but his actions are always very gentle. Carefully moving clothing so he can see the wound and apologising to you before applying pressure.

He knows you're unresponsive right now but hopes you can still somehow hear him, he tries to tell you that everything will be ok, that he's got you.

Practically begs the paramedics to save you, telling them he can't lose you.

While in the waiting room, he blames himself a lot. Thinking he should've been faster or that you never should've been targeted because of him in the first place.

He hugs you tightly after you wake up and asks you to promise you'll never do that again. Immediately begins fussing over you after, asking how you feel or if you need anything.

Mikey

His eyes widen as he calls your name softly, almost like he's unsure that you're not just joking with him.

But that changes as soon as you hit the floor, he then charges at the guy hitting him and kicking him until Draken manages to pull him off and direct him over to you.

Mikey assumed the worst, the worst seemed to happen so often in those other timelines so was he just a fool to think it wouldn't happen here too?

But you're still breathing, he still has a chance. Mikey clumsily takes his own jacket off, pressing it to your wound. He just hopes he's doing this right

Talks to you the whole time, telling you how much he loves you and how you can't leave him yet. In his panic and desperation he even proposes, saying he's been wanting to bring it up for awhile now.

Strokes your hair in the ambulance

Openly gets a bit teary eyed in the waiting room but tries to stay positive for you.

Full on cries when he sees you're awake, hugging you and refusing to let go. He basically refuses to leave your bed. He's just so relieved.

[actuallysaiyan]

Kiss you once and then some more And wish you a Merry Christmas baby(Boss!Kento Nanami x Fem!Secretary!Reader)

warnings: smut, mentions of drinking, lots of Christmas imagery, office party setting, unprotected sex, vaginal fingering, nipple play, power dynamics, boss x secretary, creampie finish word count: 2.6k pairings: Boss!Kento Nanami x Fem!Secretary!Reader summary: the holidays are coming up, and all you can wish for is to be able to steal a little kiss from your boss while under the mistletoe. when you volunteer to help out with the annual Christmas party, you realize your boss never got the chance to decorate his office. just a little mistletoe won't hurt, will it? a/n: This is an early Christmas gift for all of us simping so hard for Kento Nanami and wish we could find him under the tree on Christmas morning. Special thanks to @beneathstarryskies who has been fuelling my love for Kento even before I started watching JJK

It was always crazy to you how fast the office changed after Halloween. Down came the pumpkins and paper craft decorations of witches on broomsticks and sheet-wearing ghosts. And with them, people started decorating for Christmas fairly early on in November. People who were bored out of their minds would spend their time cutting up paper to resemble snowflakes, others would buy very fancy yet tacky decorations to dress up their desks. You weren’t above them, most certainly not. Your own desk was properly decorated for the season. You even laid out a bowl of candy canes and chocolate for those who stopped by your desk before going into work or just leaving for the day.

The one person you truly wished would grace your presence was your boss, Nanami Kento. He was a very busy man, so he often didn’t have the time to stop and chat. With him being so busy all the time, and especially more so around this time of year, you were always eager to help him out with anything he needed. Kento regularly looked to you for the help he needed, but your relationship never went anywhere further than a professional one. Nobody would ever find out how much you were pining for him. Not even he knew your true feelings for him, or so you thought.

And as the days ticked on and November became December, you found yourself giddy for the holidays. It was always a hustle and bustle and things were tense in the office days leading up to Christmas Eve, but it was exciting for you. You balanced your time between Christmas shopping and working hard to make sure the big project for the office was going off without a hitch. Despite everyone else wigging out with stress, you were the glue to keep everything together. You were the first person to bring someone a steaming mug of coffee or tea when they desperately needed it. You were the one who kept all the files neat and tidy, ready for whoever needed them. And you were always the one who brought a little extra food for those who were staying late most nights.

A Christmas staff party is announced, and you’re the first one to sign up to make sure the thing goes well. You’re in charge of bringing food and drinks. Your heart flutters with joy when you see your boss’ name written on the RSVP list. He was going to finally get a chance to relax and mingle with the rest of you. You wonder if maybe you could manage to get him to give you a little kiss under the mistletoe. With thoughts of a possible office romance blossoming, you spend the next few days plotting and planning.

The afternoon of the Christmas party, everyone gets to go home early. You managed to pack a bag of things for yourself considering you decided to get ready here since you were in charge of preparing and catering the food and drinks. With most of the appetizers and drinks premade the night before, all you had to do was find a table suitable to hold everything. With that taken care of, you made your way to the women’s locker room. The water pressure isn’t nearly as good as the one in your apartment, but you know you need to take a shower.

With yourself clean, you begin getting dressed and fussing over your hair and makeup. As you’re getting pampered and pretty for your boss, you call one of the local pizza places nearby and place a large delivery order. Everything was coming together perfectly. You hoped that Kento would see just how hard you’ve been working on not only this but everything else leading up to this day. 

It’s just past 7 pm when the first few people start arriving. Some of those who volunteered to set up games and other activities are the early ones. Then as the hour ticks by, you notice that the party is almost in full swing. Still, no sign of Kento anywhere. You figured he would probably be showing up anytime soon. Yet as everyone is full tilt into party mode, you find yourself longing to see your boss. 

You have a drink, mingling with your colleagues by the punchbowl. Your eyes keep darting all around the room, but to no avail. He’s not here, and as it gets a little later, you worry maybe he was just too tired to join the festivities. You decide to take a little walk around the office, hoping to spot him as he’s coming in.

After a quick trip to the bathroom to freshen yourself up and touch up your makeup, you pass by Kento’s office. It’s so dark and lonely in here. You realize he hasn’t even put up any decorations. It makes you a little sad to see this. So you go to your desk and fish out a mistletoe decoration. Once you’re back in Kento’s office, you begin trying to affix the cute little decoration to the ceiling.

“And just what are you doing?” a deep voice calls from the doorway. Your heart nearly stops.

“Oh! Nanami-san! I’m just trying to spread a little holiday cheer.”

He smirks at you, and his eyes follow your gaze to the ceiling. The little mistletoe hangs just above you, almost as an invitation for him to come press his lips against yours. You jump a little as the sound of the door closing startles you. Kento moves closer to you, a smile on his face.

“Please, just call me Kento. No need for formalities here.”

Your cheeks redden at his words. But you nod and smile, asking him how he’s enjoying the party. You notice a flute of champagne in his hand. So he is trying to mingle and enjoy himself. He takes a sip of the effervescent drink.

“This was exactly what I needed. I’ve been too focused on my work lately.”

You smile sweetly, “I’m glad you can take the chance to relax. You really deserve it, Kento.”

He loves the sound of your voice. Especially when you’re saying such sweet things to him. He downs the rest of the champagne, and then he approaches you. Without warning, he reaches up to help you pin the mistletoe to the ceiling. Your cheeks burn at being so close in proximity. He smirks at your reaction, then he cups your cheek softly.

“Does this mean I can steal a kiss?”

Your heart stops for a moment, only to begin racing. You can barely think of the right words. A soft “yes” falls from your lips before he presses his lips to yours. The entirety of his being is invading all your senses. He smells like fancy cologne, and his lips are so soft and plush and his broad frame feels so good against your smaller body.

When he pulls away, you’re breathless. He chuckles softly before he leans back in for a second kiss. This one is hungrier, and your brain finally catches up to what you’re doing. You press yourself against him even more, your lips moving in tandem with his. His large hands glide up and down your sides, admiring the velvet dress you decided to wear. 

“Did you get all dolled up just for me?” he asks, his lips now nipping and kissing the tender flesh of your neck.

You breathe out, “yes…just for you.”

He knows you’ve been pining for him for so long. If he said he hadn’t found you so fuckable the moment he met you, he would be lying. How often he had to hide himself in his office just to push back lewd thoughts almost every day. Kento was basically obsessed with you, but he didn’t want to ruin your professional career by pushing things further. Tonight was the exception. When he saw just how much work you put into this party and your appearance, he knew he had to make his move.

His hands slide up your sides to your breasts. He cups them, squeezing slightly. This earns him a soft mewl from you, and it makes his cock twitch in his expensive dress pants. Kento had also made quite the effort to make sure his appearance was perfect just for you.

“That’s my good girl,” he murmurs against your skin.

You gasp when he pulls the top of your dress down, revealing your bare breasts to him. He doesn’t even really give you time to react before he’s dipping his head down to capture one of your perky nipples into his mouth. You’re melting under his touches, and your knees are buckling from the ministrations.

You look down at him, your hands shaking as you reach out to cup his head. This keeps him affixed to your tits. Your fingers card through his beautiful blond hair, then your nails rake against his scalp. He shudders at the sensation before he turns his attention to your other nipple.

“I won’t lie.,” he says as he suckles on the bud. “I’ve been thinking about this moment for months.”

You feel your cheeks turning crimson, “Nanami-san! T-that’s so filthy.”

You feel him spanking your thigh, a lewd but dark look in his eyes as he looks up at you. You know you must have pushed some buttons just now. He looks even more determined than before.

“Didn’t I tell you to call me Kento?”

You stammer out a few excuses, but he just shuts you up with another searing kiss. As he kisses you hard, his hands begin to peel off that cute little dress you put on just to impress him. He tosses it behind him, then pulls you closer to him. Your soft skin smells of peppermint and vanilla; a decadent mixture to delight his senses. He groans as his fingers tease your clothed cunt, finding you so wet already.

“I think you’ve been fantasizing about this just as much as I have been.”

His words make you blush even more than before, but you can’t help but agree with what he’s saying. It was true, you both had been thinking about this moment for a long time. And now that it was finally happening, you could barely calm your little racing heart.

“So wet just for me…” he mentions as he lets his fingers push back your panties.

Your eyes screw shut in pleasure, and you let out a shaky breath as Kento expertly rubs your swollen clit. You knew he’d be good at this, but you never thought he’d know the perfect ways to get you off. Then his fingers slide down further, prodding your tight little hole. He smirks as he feels just how much you’re dripping for him. There’s hardly resistance as he slips two of his fingers into you, his thumb rubbing your nub.

“Such a dirty little secretary you are. I bet you want me to bend you over this desk and take my frustrations out on you, don’t you?” He asks as he presses his face into the crook of your neck. His breath is so hot against your skin, and his teeth graze your pulse point.

You can’t even answer him properly. Your mind is just buzzing from all the lustful heavy petting that’s going on. He loves the way he’s rendered you into a moaning mess already and he hasn’t even fucked you. Despite knowing he should be getting you ready for his cock, he knows you both don’t have all the time in the world. Eventually someone will come looking for either of you.

With both of his hands, he pushes you against the desk. You squeal as he rips your panties off and shoves them into your open mouth. The taste of your own arousal makes you clench around nothing.

“Just be a good girl and be quiet. I promise, I’ll make you cum.”

You don’t need any more convincing than that. He spreads your thighs with his knee, and you begin to hear the sounds of him unbuckling his belt and unzipping those fancy dress pants. You attempt to turn around to see how big his cock is, but Kento is quick to push your head down against his desk. 

There’s the unmistakable sound of him spitting onto your cunt as he spreads your asscheeks. Then you feel the tip of his cock prodding your tiny hole. You know already that this will be quite the stretch. Kento groans as he slides into you slowly, savoring the way your cunt is already trying to milk him for everything he’s got.

The moment he bottoms out, it’s like something snaps deep inside of him. He begins pumping into you at a breakneck speed, his hands tangling in your cute little updo. Animalistic grunts and growls rumble from his chest as he lets out his frustrations on you. Meanwhile you desperately white-knuckle the desk beneath you as the tip of his cock bullies that spongy spot deep inside you that makes you see stars. Already you’re so close to your own peak and he’s barely been fucking you for a few minutes.

He leans in to press a kiss to your shoulder, pushing his cock deeper into you. You’ve never had anyone quite this deep inside of you before and you can feel your legs about to give out.

“I wanna take my time with you, pretty baby. But we’ve gotta make this quick.”

You moan in response, your cunt gripping onto him even tighter. He grunts as he begins slamming into you faster and harder. The desk beneath you begins to creak and slide against the floor, making it obvious to anyone around what you two are up to. But anyone would be an idiot to even dare try to interrupt you two. You’re in heaven and you never want it to stop.

Your eyes snap shut as you feel his fingers rubbing your aching clit. Just a few more thrusts and you’re falling off the edge. Muffled whimpers and mewls fall from your panty-stuffed lips. Your thighs are shaking as you begin creaming all over that fat cock of his. He tugs on your hair, pulling you flush against his chest as he continues to fuck himself deep inside you.

He growls as his own orgasm hits him hard. Shot after shot of thick, sticky cum paints your insides. You whine as you feel his cock throbbing with every pump of cum he shoots inside of you. Eventually, he slows his pace to a stop and you’re both panting. You spit out the panties onto his desk, and Kento pulls out of you. He turns you around so you’re facing him, and he’s got the most smug look on his face you’ve ever seen.

“Guess this means you’re all mine, hm?” He asks, two of his fingers pushing his cum back into you.

You whimper, “O-of course, N– Kento…”

He smirks at your response. Kento reaches for the soiled panties and he helps you slide them back onto you. With a soft kiss, he helps you back into your dress as well. The moment you try to stand, you feel just how shaky you are. Kento chuckles softly, stuffing his softening cock into his dress pants.

“Don’t worry,” he murmurs as he presses a soft kiss to the top of your head. “You can lean on me for a bit.”

He takes your hand in his, and while you lean against him, he leads you back out into the party. Almost nobody seems to think anything weird about this, they are all just happy to see the both of you at the party. You two share a few drinks and mingle and as the party begins winding down, Kento leans in to whisper in your ear.

“Merry Christmas, pretty baby…”

[yanderes-galore]

Hello can I request a yandere concept between ennard (hope I spelled it right) with a reader who finds out the truth about them that they aren’t actually Micheal? It can be platonic or romantic I’m not good picking ( I hope you have a nice day btw!)

Sure! So sorry for the long wait, I hope it was worth it :(

Read this as a supplementary concept to this one

Yandere! Ennard with Darling realizing they aren't Michael

Supplementary Concept

Pairing: Platonic/Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Manipulation, Stalking, Body horror, Disturbing descriptions, Clingy behavior, Isolation, Implied kidnapping, Blood, Vomit, Forced companionship.

Let's be honest, at a certain point you can tell when Michael isn't Michael.

As his friend, you know him.

You've known his trauma and might have even been a childhood friend.

So when he disappears for a few days... and returns acting strange... you originally think maybe he's just sick or upset.

He doesn't seem to remember much about you... and while he looks like Michael for the most part...

It all feels too uncanny.

There's various issues going on that's described in the previous concept.

Multiple personalities, twitching, odd smells, purple skin, glowing eyes, mechanical whirring....

Ennard is unable to replicate Michael completely.

There's always something off.

It doesn't help that Ennard becomes obsessed... often stalking and visiting you in their tattered disguise.

Honestly, it won't take you long before you learn the truth.

You can figure it out yourself.

At first you had just been keeping an eye on Michael to make sure he was okay after his absence.

But now... as you notice the smell and uncanny nature... there's just no hiding it.

Ennard is aware of their time limit.

They just thought they'd have more time.

However, Ennard nearly freezes when you pull them aside.

They see the concern in your eyes, along with the fear when you're met with a glowing gaze.

"Michael... what's wrong?"

Ennard struggles with a response, doing their best to replicate Michael's speech once again.

"Nothing's wrong...?"

"Don't you dare lie to me!"

Ennard pauses at your sudden... assertive tone.

If they could sweat... they would.

"What do you mean?"

"You never went to the hospital to get checked, you don't seem right... and that smell! You smell like a... corpse."

Ennard twitches, making you jump a bit.

Corpse... you poor thing, too smart for your own good.

"... we thought we could enjoy you a little bit longer..."

"Michael" murmurs, looking saddened.

"We? What do you mean 'We'?"

"We aren't Michael... but we wish we were so we could stay."

Mechanical whirring echoes in the room as you notice Michael's purple skin tear.

You back up, nausea setting in as the smell gets worse.

Sickening snaps and rips echo in the room... blood pooling down and staining the... thing.

The sight makes you lurch over and vomit, the stress and smell squeezing your stomach in an uncomfortable vice.

Like some sort of stomach churning alien... Ennard emerges from the skin of your friend.

You nearly lose your stomach again as the mechanical beast stumbles forward... an amalgamated circus clown of robotic parts.

"We don't want to say goodbye..."

The robot murmurs sadly, stepping forward as you scramble to stay back.

"Maybe we don't have to...! Maybe you can stay...."

You go to try and leave, only for the mangle of parts to pounce.

Wires dig into your skin like claws... situating you in place like a trap.

Ennard's many mechanical eyes stare down at you.

They take in your scared expression and giggle.

"You're our friend now... we're so much better than Michael."

The robot coos towards you, grip tight and unrelenting.

"We'll be your friend forever... you just have to come with us."

You struggle the best you can, but the wires dig too deep.

"Your fear is funny... but don't be scared...."

You're walked towards the backdoor of your home, the robot giggling.

"We'll take you away... so It's just us and you! If you fight us..."

The robot hisses... turning you so you stare at their bloody face plates.

"We have other ways of keeping you with us forever..."

Your mind flashes to thoughts of Michael... and you learn it's better if you cooperate.

[quitealotofsodapop]

So, Egged MK is almost certainly put on house arrest after the self-sacrifice stunt, but whose house? His, Pigsy and Tangs, where he was raised and will be most comfortable? Flower Fruit Mountain where Sun and Macaque can keep an eye on him and he is constantly loved on by all the monkeys? The bull families where there's an entire army of bull clones serving him, Red is always close by and Iron Bull can keep an eye on him and their grand calf?

I feel like after a lot of fighting, they eventually set up a rotation, so MK won't go crazy staying in one place.

Ref.

Oh definitely!

MK hates the idea of being cooped up in one place for too long - no matter how much his dads, mentors, and Red try to get him to rest in his delicate condition. Especially after harnessing the powers of the Five Stones and trying to sacrifice himself to the Pillar. That put MK in timeout at Pigsy's for a while.

MK was pretty much passed out after harnessing so much power. Pigsy and Tang made sure he was all nice and tucked into his bed, and fed his favourite dishes every night. MK felt like a little kid staying home sick from school all over again.

Sandy always drops in to make sure MK is taking his natal vitamins and drinking ginger tea for his morning sickness. He's a big softie and can't stand the thought of the Egg being hurt from all that hero-ing they did. He very briefly curses the Black Tortoise for putting MK under so much stress, but quickly apologies and offers some peppermint cookies he baked. Mo happily curls up on MK's lap during these visits - purring loudly against the monkey's belly as if he can hear what's inside.

Mei visited near daily - keeping her fave monkey man up to date on how chaotic their world had become now that billions of people shouldered the Pillar. Lots of funny videos are shared of humans' whose powers activated for the first time.

Red visits as well, not only to tag along with Mei as they did before, but to "court" MK in a subdued fashion. His Noodle Boy isn't in the shape for hitting the town just yet - but MK def finds the flowers, sweets, and heartfelt conversations just as good. Often they fall asleep in each other's arms. Pigsy pretends he didn't see them.

Wukong feels nervous leaving MK alone at all. This monkey will leave a hair clone hidden in the room to keep an eye on MK. Macaque catches Wukong doing this after a single day and scolds him. Only for MK to reveal that he's been seeing Macaque watching him from the shadow of his tv all morning.

After roughly a week; MK develops major cabin fever and is nearly screaming to be let out of his room. It smells. He hasn't had a real shower. He wants to get his own cheese tea!

Begrudgingly his family lets him.

Only for an arguement to spike up between the dads, monkeys, and the Bull family about where MK is going to stay for the remainder of his pregnancy.

Pigsy and Tang advocate for MK to stay in his apartment. Keep him somewhere familiar and close to his family and modern medicine.

Wukong and Macaque suggest Flower Fruit Mountain. That's where MK was born, and where he accidentally spawned his Egg. Maybe his Stone Monkey instincts would prefer returning to his island of birth to have his own baby?

DBK and PIF of course want MK to come live at the Bull Palace in the Flaming Mountains. Him and Red Son have already expressed their intent to court one another, and the Egg has taken enough dao from Red to be considered her child. They can have an entire squadron of Bull Clone servants tending to MK's every need. They are not only concerned for their future grandchild, but for MK himself. PIF's pregnancy with Red was very risky, and they both have trauma from the dramatic birth. If MK were to truly go into distress as so many records of Stone Monkeys suggest, then they want him nearby so that they comfort him and even call in Xiwangmu or Guanyin to help.

The argument continues even as MK walks in through the door with Red and Mei at his side.

MK: "Hey guys, is it okay if I had like a rotation for where I stayed the night?" Wukong: "Huh? Why?" MK: "I want to keep up my training as much as possible, but I know Dadsy and Baba would get worried about me. And I know the baby is gonna be a little fiery-bull baby, so I need to get used to the palace." Mei: "Don't forget sleepovers with da best auntie ever." MK: "Word. And I don't want anyone to think I prefer anyone over them! I love all you guys, and I hope that the baby does too." (*puppy-dog eyes*)

The fam shares glances... and agree to MK's plan.

Being a monkey, MK is instinctually drawn to make a nightly nest, something that before only manifested as messy blanket-hogging. Now he's cooking a mini-monkey, that instinct evolves into making a literal blanket fort every night.

What better way to indulge this instinct than by letting him make a fresh nest in all his favourite locations (almost) every night?

Pigsy and Tang are as adoring as before. They start clearing out the upstairs storage space to make a nursery for the Egg. MK catches Pigsy swearing as he assembles a crib, and just starts bawling at the sweet gesture. The apartment is sort of MK's "default" nesting space when he can't decide on somewhere or would be left alone otherwise.

DBK and PIF are surprisingly protective of MK in this time - owing to PIF's own past pregnancy with Red Son being so risky. The queenly demoness shows MK all of Red Son's most embarrassing wood-block paintings, and all the baby clothes they had saved for just an occasion. DBK will literally carry MK to and from the bathroom if he so pleases it (Red has tried, but can barely carry MK to the couch before he gets winded). His nickname of "Little Thief" now evolved into a term of endearment - what else to call the one who stole his son's heart? The army of robotic Bull Clones tend to MK's every whim - he feels uncomfortable asking a regular servant, and still thanks the robots for their help. [MK just seems like someone who'd thank an automatic door or roomba.]

MK's stays on Flower Fruit Mountain is always time for celebration. The little monkeys can tell that he's carrying, and swarm him for grooming and nap times. Wukong isn't comfortable teaching MK anything too strenuous at this time, but he does trick him into attending pre-natal yoga classes. Macaque is barely any better - he helps MK with his nightly nest-building, like a grand-monkey helping their grown cub. Macaque is the first to confirm the Egg's "quickening" when MK starts to feel it. The monkeys are just delighted to be in each other's company at this time.

If MK just wants some time with his bestie, he heads over to Mei. She has her own apartment deeper in the city, and has already tricked out an "MK and EK room!" ("EK?" "Egg Kid!") for their visits. It took her a moment to understand why MK was making a blanket fort, but she happily joined in when she realised it was a nesting behaviour! Dragons naturally join in with nesting to keep their litter-mates and their eggs warm. There's def photos of MK fast asleep in the nest, hugging Mei tight. She captions one of the photos "Looks like I'm a body pillow tonight. Future nibling has started kicking!"

Occasionally during his time with the Bull fam; MK runs off with Red to the Fire-Wind Cave for... meditating. And actual meditating since MK learned that Red Son used to be Guanyin's disciple and wanted to know what he learned from that time. Lots of soft cuddling and bonding occurs.

A few time Xiwangmu has busted in and offered MK some time in the Celestial Realm so that she can get to know him and her future great-grandcub. MK only comes once he's assured that the time difference isn't how the stories claim it to be (a celestial day is just super long, not actually a whole year passing on earth), and that he can take Red Son or his family as company. Xiwangmu has already prepared an entire wing of the Jade Palace in preparations for the new royal baby.

MK get's time alone of course. If he's not in his regular spots, he's normally playing arcade games or enjoying some nice street food. He makes a point of leaving offerings at the Temple of Nüwa. He wants to honour the goddess that gave him life, and the choice to preserve the lives of this world.

So it's no wonder that MK's Stone Egg 100% ends up being born in none of these super-safe places...

foreshadowing

[like-rain-or-confetti]

If only it had killed me.

To your knowledge, everyone was supposed to be making their escape before Batman came around. After all, you could only distract him for so long, and it was so much stress that you were close to a breakdown. Only to find that the quick getaway wasn't happening.

Scarecrow: The old warehouse he used to contain his toxin was quite literally falling apart. It was risky but it meant no one would think to look there. You gaped when you saw that no the group wasnt making a speedy get away...they were instead packing up the toxin- or atleast most of it. A metal rod fell from the ceiling and clattered to the ground just a few feet away. Had it been any other situation, you'd have joked about nearly being final destination'd. Instead, you came out with something very different. "I wish that thing would have killed me, it would have been a better fate than this." You straightened. "What the hell are we doing!?" "Getting as much of the product out as we can." Jonathan replied flatly. "Batman is coming!" You yelped. "We have time." He said. "Since when!? We hear him a second before he hands us our asses!" You cried out. "Better get to it then." Jonathan said. "...I'm going to Blackgate tonight. I just know it." You groaned.

The Riddler: You often had a lot of questions about what was happening around you when working for the Riddler but the main one had to be why Batman was coming and the Riddler quite literally was making repairs to his robots. He suddenly huffed and tossed the wrench in his hand in your direction. Thankfully, used to this, you ducked just in time before the wrench could hit you square in the face. Without hesitation, you spoke. "I wish that thing would have killed me, it would have been a better fate than this." You straightened. "What the hell are we doing!?" "What does it look like!? I'm finishing my repairs!" The Riddler declared. "Batman is coming!?" "And I need to fix this button head screw!" He argued back. "Why!?" You cried back helplessly. "Because I won't be able to stop thinking about it if I don't!" He huffed.

Two-Face: "Oi. You. Grab as much as you can carry." Two-Face barked at you. "Heads!" A goon called out. You looked up and barely got out the way as a bag was dropped right into your shoulder. The cash was heavy and you groaned rubbing your shoulder. However, your response didn't skip a beat. "I wish that thing would have killed me, it would have been a better fate than this." You straightened. "What the hell are we doing!?" "Get moving!" Two-Face barked again. "Batman is coming! Forget this! Let's go!" You argued. "Don't make me pull out my coin and decide if you get the next bullet. Move your ass!" Harvey yelled and you blinked a few times. Can't argue with that- you just knew you'd be the first to run when batman showed up.

Black Mask: You found the goons still robbing the place. One hurled over an old decorative sword that was still arguably sharp as he panicked batman was already there. Clearly a false alarm. Despite the near death experience, you recovered just as quickly as often came with the job. "I wish that thing would have killed me, it would have been a better fate than this." You straightened. "What the hell are we doing!?" Black Masks eyes narrowed behind his mask. "What the hell does it look like we're doing?" "But I told you on the phone Batman was coming!" "Yes you did and we're packing up." He replied and it certainly didn't look like it. "We're about to get caught because we're all raging kleptos now!?" "I don't pay you to be a wimp...or have a conscience." He huffed. "You want out you get as much as you can and speed up the process." He added.

Mad Hatter: You always knew workjng for Mad Hatter was much more riskier since he wasnt always in touch with reality but even this was too much. Some of his buff goons in white rabbit masks...sat at a table having a tea party with Jervis. Startled, Jervis wailed and hurled a butter knife at you. Yes, it was harmless but you wished it wasn't right about now as it luckily bounced off your shoulder. "I wish that thing would have killed me, it would have been a better fate than this." You straightened. "What the hell are we doing!?" "Language!" Jervis screeched. "He won't let us leave until he's finished!" A goon huffed. You groaned into your hands. "Jervis? Jervis...Jervis? Please. You're killing me" You rubbed your eyes harshly, a typical stress response you displayed often. "It's time for tea! Tea before we flee!" Jervis said and you groaned again.

[merakiui]

Hi! This concept has been inside my head for a while now but which TWST boy do you think would fit this?

"Academic rivals, reader unaware that [insert character] had fallen into an obsession with her. Reader on the otherhand none the wiser of his brewing feelings until He decided to kill two birds with one stone and knock reader up.

Because not only would being pregnant cause her to possibly drop out and end the rivalry, but the baby will also be a reminder that reader is forever his <3"

I know I have a tendency to fit Azul into nearly every plot ever imagined, but this is so Azul. OTL I want to say Riddle, but he values education so much and therefore I can't see him doing something like that to you, however intense your rivalry may be. But then maybe that's also because Riddle is much too proud and he just knows he's going to be on top no matter what. If anything, Riddle will knock you up after the both of you have graduated. :)

As for Azul, he's too self-conscious (and sickly envious) and he has to prove that he's the best. You're something of a threat. On one hand, he loves you more than he loves himself and he thrives off of the rivalry because it pushes him to be even better (and it gives him a reason to be closer to you). But then he also hates the idea of being bested so often. Azul gets it in his head to knock you up because (childishly enough) he'll win the rivalry, but more importantly he can take care of you. You won't need to stress over coursework or pull all-nighters to study anymore. You can live a comfortable life with him and the baby. <3

Floyd isn't really your academic rival. He could be if he put in the effort because he's very intelligent when he applies himself. So I like to imagine that it's more of an accidental pregnancy. He's too himbo sometimes and so he doesn't realize the signs at first; and maybe you're trying to hide them for whatever reason. So when you're eating more, putting on more weight, having a warmer body temperature, being prone to bouts of sickness and sleepiness, etc, Floyd just assumes you're overworking yourself. You're super scholarly, so this is what makes the most sense to him. But he's pleasantly surprised when he finally finds out. You're not getting rid of him so easily now.

I feel like Jamil might do something like this. He's really discreet about it. Rivalry with Jamil is a topic I don't often discuss, but it has so much potential because he can't stand being second to anyone or having to force himself to fit into average standards just so he won't stand out or overshadow someone like Kalim. But a rivalry with you is fair game. >:) I like to imagine Jamil is killing three birds with one stone: eliminating you as a rival, claiming you as his own (before someone like Kalim can get his hands all over you), and finally proving to himself that he can be and is better than average. Jamil's UM is so useful for this as well because he can just twist the story to make it seem like the both of you were stressed with school and decided to use one another for some relief. Knowing how Jamil plans in advance for all sorts of possibilities and is a brilliant schemer, he's definitely thought of an assortment of lies that he'll present to you so it'll start to feel believable.

Another character who I thought of was Sebek. I never discuss him on the blog (and I really should because there's potential there, as is with the rest of Diasomnia). With Sebek I think it's more of a dominance thing. He has to prove a point, has to prove he won't lose to a human, of all creatures, and that he is indeed smart enough to be worthy of first place in this rivalry. Also, he can't let waka-sama see him losing in an academic rivalry. Oh, the shame and humiliation!!! T_T Sebek gets so wrapped up in the rivalry, too. He takes it much too seriously, determined to best you and prove his own points to himself (and Malleus, but then I'm sure this is the last thing on Malleus's mind). What Sebek mistakes for hatred is actually infatuation, but that doesn't occur to him until the idea of domesticity hits him and he sees you with your growing tummy and....... wow. He's having an epiphany.

Lastly, I think Rollo might do something like this. You'll never know this, but Rollo enjoys the relationship he has with you. You drive him mad with your obnoxious behaviors, but he has to admit you do know how to get good grades. He only competes with you so he can see you strive. After all, it pleases him greatly to know you're succeeding. The rivalry isn't truly important to him, and he's not as fired up about it as you are. But your determination is admirable and he loves the way competition gets you so eager to do well (or, at the very least, well enough to beat his scores). But Rollo has been in lust with you since the first day he met you, so it's only a matter of time before that obsession of his spills over and leaves you knocked up in the aftermath.

[studentbyday]

so the week is half over and i'm kind of feeling low on energy and needing lots of sleep, which is the perfect opportunity to (sort of) try out einstein's daily routine (which is tbh the most personally palatable daily routine of a famous person i've ever chanced across)! i've been waking up at nearly 9 anyway since lately my head spins and i feel sick if i don't sleep like 9-10 hours.

So yeah, wake up at 9.

Between 9 and 10, eat breakfast and read the newspapers fiction

I know after breakfast he was said to often walk to Princeton and arrive by 10:30 or smth but (a) I don't go to Princeton, and (b) these days I study at home, so instead I'm just going to do some form of exercise.

~10:30 to 1pm: work study

have lunch (i read somewhere that he spends 1.5h on lunch and tea? i wish i could have a lunch and tea that leisurely but i do not have the time. so i won't.)

afternoons: receive visitors and work study

also afternoons: naps if needed (tho thankfully i seem to have enough energy to last me through the day if i get 9-10h of sleep... also i just don't think i'll have much time for naps. 🙁)

~6:30pm: have dinner [and clean up]

after dinner: more work study if needed (most likely needed)

sleeeeeeeepppppppp [be ready for or in bed by 9 or 10]

i'll update this post later to let you know how it goesss~

i hope you're feeling better than i am this week 💗🤒

~the aforementioned update~

ahahaha i don't think i did a very good job of following any routine this week. on wednesday i slept a little later than usual and ended up waking up at 10am (i didn't set an alarm for some reason). on thursday i set my alarm for 7 and then 8 and then 10 because i had to finish reviewing the last of the microbiology for the midterm and actually woke up at 9:30. and on friday i want to actually wake up somewhere within the hour of 7am so i can hopefullyyyy finish all my schoolwork for this week?? despite the seeming slowness of einstein's routine, i always feel like i'm rushing when i wake up when the sun is already up and most everyone else i live with is already awake, so i'm going to try this again over reading week but change the wake-up time and stick to it dammit— 😤

also i feel like if i'm gonna be posting on tumblr again, i should post my screen time stats for accountability because for some reason whenever i start making stuff for social media, my screen time goes through the roof bc i get so distracted and like oh wait there was this thing i want to add no wait where was i— (as i got lost in a scroll.) and this happens multiple times. but sometimes i do feel very much like yapping and when i'm in this mood, i could yap for days on end so i gotta find a solution...

just LOOK at this horrendousness!!!

also. there was so much material to cover for the microbio midterm it was insane. i feel like i need to follow the 80/20 rule. like...just prioritize the big topics, don't care so much about the extraneous, minor details so i only expend energy for and fill my brain with what i really need to know. and i'm not sure how good flashcards are for that because it just seems kinda random, the order in which cards are thrown at you in anki, and i'm the kind of person who, at least during the first pass, compulsively desires to cover everything, and so what do you think happens? i end up with a massive “stack” of flashcards, including cards about minor/extraneous details. every. single. time. i'm not entirely sure how i want to navigate this yet, but i'm definitely gonna try that 80/20 rule...bc this was just too stressful 🥲

[strwbmei]

Choking on bronya's strap while she meets with her advisors, one leg wrapped around your head so you can't pull yourself off if it.

And if you've been a good girl, she'll have you practically folded in half under her desk so she can fuck your tight pussy while she does paperwork.

And if you've been bad? Well she makes you watch as Seele and/or Natasha rail her *oh so* hard, sat on the biggest strap she can find but not allowed to move.

~ T

She'll continue discussing the future of Belobog with no change in her expression, as if she and everyone else in the room didn't hear you gagging on your own spit as her leg forced you to choke on her strap. The sight of you looking up at her with such eager eyes as you slobbered on her was almost pitiful— yet all of the sinful devotion that was meant for Bronya alone only fueled her desires even more. You'd been such a good girl the whole evening; and good girls deserve a reward, right?

Being all spread out like this under her desk is rather uncomfortable, but the feeling of her stretching your walls out is more than enough to make up for it. You don't even notice the coldness of the marble floor on your skin as you bite back your moans. Bronya, on the other hand, is completely unfazed as she gives you your nth orgasm, not even bothering to look at you. And if she did, you can't help but wonder what you would see in her eyes. Arousal? Disgust? Or perhaps a sense of pride in the sight that unfolded before her? If it were up to Bronya, she'd abandon all of her work without a second thought to fuck you without regard for anything and everything else— but sadly, that's not how the world works.

You just can't get that through your thick skull sometimes. You can't understand that you're there for her pleasure; not the other way around. Bronya is always so stressed— and every so often, you can't provide the relief she so badly needs. Hence why you're watching Seele rail the ever living daylights out of her; watching the usually dignified and authoritative Supreme Guardian behave like a common whore. The strap inside you is the one Bronya usually wears, but it doesn't feel good at all. Not nearly as good as she makes you feel, at least. You want to touch Bronya so badly— to serve her as you always have. If not that, you'll settle for bouncing yourself up and down on the strap, in the pace Bronya always does. But you won't. You won't because you're a good girl, and good girls follow orders.

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