#cutest mochi ever

[cnnmairoll]

posted my wishlist on twt and within a day I got THREE offers for different items. and two of them are Kenma's?? Like don't get me wrong I'm not complaining in a neg way I'm just?? you're GIVING AWAY your KENMA?? And to put a cherry on top of it it's THESE TWO VERSIONS OF KENMA??

also the other mochi that someone offered me was this smiling kita hehe he's so cute

[demon-mochi]

Give ‘em a squishhhh

[darthhope999]

Anyone collect these?

I just found some and they are so cute!

If you do collect, I'd love to see them!

I think I'll name them Derek, Blossom, and Shelly.

Look! It's a little bunny couple!

[suguru-getos]

Hii I just wanna say I love your writing your one of the best fanfiction writers😭 would it be okay if I can request gojo x cursed!reader?

Aww thank you so much nonnie 🤭🥰 this just made my day :C I usually don’t take requests but I love the topic of Gojo x Cursed reader so much :3

Gojo Satoru x Cursed f!reader:

-> it was weird, how her entire being was suddenly corroded because of that one incident. She didn’t even know if such things exist, or if it’s just the PTSD from the incident. You see, a few months ago. Y/N had lost her best friend in a car accident. A car driven by her, and ever since… despite taking therapy, for several months. She hallucinates about her best friend. Where she is latched onto her, hugging her tightly. There is a tightness on her chest during the nights when she jolts awake, panting heavily. There are times she breaks down for nothing but this insurmountable grief. She wonders if that’s what her life has become. Endless grief.

-> until one day, when she returns from work, not batting an eye to this feeling anymore, learning to live with it, learning to accept it — that she sees him. The man looked ethereal almost, and it’s a pity she could lose her heart just like that. In a coffee shop that’s famous for selling the best mochis. “I’d like some matcha mochi.” He hums, and in that moment… she could feel a relief like no other. The curse of her best friend attached to her shoulders, not so eager to leave had now vanished. The relief that she could feel when she made eye contact with the man with those sky-blue eyes, hidden behind those black Prada sunglasses… the realisation is almost instant. “Thank you.” She mumbles, looking at him, smiling.

-> ah? Satoru is impressed, but in all honesty, the curse escaped immediately upon being in the presence of the strongest sorcerer in history. “Eia- I didn’t do anything.” He dismisses with a soft smile, hand waving in denial. “If you didn’t do anything then how do you know what I thanked you for?” She asked again, smiling back at him. That’s how she came to know Gojo Satoru, and that’s how Gojo Satoru came to know Y/N. Someone so fierce and yet so kind & beautiful.

-> “if you truly want to thank me, ask me for coffee.” Satoru grins, goodness — she’s gorgeous. No wonder her best friend didn’t want to leave her in a time of grief. Satoru thinks to himself when he sits in front of her in a secluded, cozy coffee corner… upon knowing the incident. She just didn’t want to leave her at a time when Y/N was this sad. No wonder, love is truly the greatest curse of them all. Satoru often wonders if spending his time like this instead of being a part of the constant schemes of the higher-ups would yield anything… then again; why should he always wonder if what’s something yielding… he just wants to live his life at times.

-> and so he decides to live his life for a change, to let his heart soar for a change. Exchanging numbers with her, texting her good mornings, good nights, inviting her to lavish dates that finally make sense of all the old-money bank account that the Gojo clan head has. It gives Satoru a new ambition when he realizes he’d trade anything for the smile she has, the way her eyes smile too, the way she chuckles… oh goodness. Whipped, Satoru Gojo is whipped.

-> to his surprise, she is the one that asks him out first. Even if Satoru has taken her on plenty outings, she is the one who asks him to be her boyfriend. The blush lingering on Satoru’s cheek is probably the cutest thing she’s seen. The first kiss felt like fireworks in Satoru’s gut, the way he could just ensure, kissing her passionately, caressing her cheeks, kneading her hips. Everything was electrifying.

-> boyfriend Satoru is so much different though, the way his attention is always on her. The way he desperately tries to free up his schedule just so he can spend time with her. The way he worships the ground she walks on, the way his eyes glow when her face contorts in pleasure whenever he’s toying with that beautiful body. Satoru doesn’t waste time to gift her a cursed energy embued tennis necklace. This would ward off the curses, and also keep her safe should his enemies feel a little wild.

[t-305tv]

HeadCanons

you don't have to agree with them

Tori Vega:

Loves Oversized Hoodies

closeted lesbian

huge Katy Parry fan

Directioner and a swiftie

Sings When Nervous: If Tori is uncomfortable or anxious, she hums or breaks out into random snippets of songs. Her friends can always tell when something’s bothering her.

Obsessed with Puns

Scared of Horror Movies

Horrible Liar

Jade's "Therapist": Despite their frequent squabbles, Jade often ends up venting to Tori late at night. Tori always listens without judgment, though she secretly wonders why Jade trusts her.

Prank Victim: Tori is the group’s favourite person to prank because her reactions are priceless—equal parts dramatic and genuine.

André's Writing Buddy: She and André often collaborate on songwriting, and they bounce off each other seamlessly. She even helps edit his drafts when he’s stuck.

Awful Poker Face: Tori can’t lie convincingly to save her life because her expressions instantly give her away.

Unintentional Sass: While Tori is sweet, she has a naturally sarcastic edge that slips out when she’s frustrated. Her friends often tease her for being “cute but savage.”

Jade West:

Hidden Soft Side: Jade has a tough exterior, but she deeply cares about her friends and has moments where she lets her guard down (only to people she truly trusts).

claims to hate stuff like One Direction, Taylor Swift, Justin Bieber, etc. but secretly listens to them.

Loves bunnies

Short temper

Hates the Heat: Summer isn’t Jade’s season. She prefers overcast days and rainy weather because “sunshine doesn’t match my aesthetic.”

Midnight Walks: Jade enjoys walking through her neighbourhood late at night to clear her head. She listens to music or just loses herself in the quiet atmosphere.

Food Provider: When Tori’s overwhelmed during long rehearsals, Jade casually hands her snacks or coffee with a brusque “Don’t make it weird.”

Nonchalant Carpooling: Jade occasionally gives Tori rides home but pretends it’s “on the way” to avoid seeming too nice.

Horror Filmmaker

Kind towards kids

Perfect liar

Jori Friendship/couple:

Tori loves to bake but is terrible at it, she has Jade taste whatever she made, even though is uneatable Jade pretends that is good to not hurt Tori's feelings.

Pet Names: Tori uses cute, over-the-top nicknames like "Sunshine," while Jade sticks to sarcastic ones like "Annoying." Eventually, Jade slips up and uses something sweet in a moment of sincerity.

Cat Ships Them: Cat enthusiastically talks about how "meant to be" they are and documents their cutest moments like a fangirl.

Jade loves it when Tori speaks Spanish.

Since Jade loves coffee, when ever is Jade's birthday Tori buys her a coffee flavoured cake. On Valentine's Day Tori is giving Jade coffee flavoured chocolate, candies, coffee smelling candles. And Tori wears coffee flavoured chapstick

When they were in jail in Yerba, Jade stayed close to Tori claiming she only does that to protect and keep Tori safe, but in reality she stayed closer to Tori so no other prisoner Jade aggravated earlier will come and hurt her since everyone in the prison was sacred of Tori.

Jade is whipped over Tori.

They have a dog named 'Mochi' due to Tori buying him instead of buying groceries. She walked pass a pet store and saw the puppy there and through it was really adorable and brought it home. Jade wasn't too thrilled about but she wasn't able to stay mad at Tori for too long

Jade taught Tori how to drive.

Jade is the little spoon and Tori is the big spoon.

Tori always beats Jade at rock, paper, scissors because Jade always picks scissors.

Jade has a ring filled with Tori's blood and gifted a ring filled with her own blood to Tori.

Jade's celebrity crush is Shelby Marx.

Tori fell first and Jade fall harder.

[mochinomnoms]

Hihi Mochi! Coffee here!

Just a quick mention- you make my day 100% better- had to let you know.

BUT the gifting for courting with mer is one of the cutest things ever. Just imagining Jade (or Floyd or Azul) finding just random little things that remind them of you makes me kick my feet and giggle.

And then when they find the courage to gift you spicy things and just aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhHHHHHH. AND THE TWEELS JUST EITHER ARE ECSTATIC THAT YOU LIEK IT OR ARE JUST LITTLE SHITS IF IT MAKES YOU FLUSTWRED. AND POOR AZUL CAUSE HES JUST SO AWKWARD ABOUT IT.

I love the idea of courting gifts, because they can really be anything! The point of courting gifts are to show that they are able to provide for their spouse and pay attention to things they like.

Jewelry, pretty shells, and pearls are traditional, but a good courting mer will take the extra effort to see what their intended mate actually likes. If they don't like jewelry, but they love clothes? Then they're finding out about your favorite styles and aesthetic. Not into seashells, but love rocks? They're happy to find you all sorts of stones that you can only find at the bottom of the sea.

Basically, they can't just pay you the most expensive and shiny items and expect them to swoon you (though it certainly helps). They have to have a genuine interest in you as a person as well. And if you return the favor? Oh love, they are hearing wedding bells in their head and swooning.

[nemona-and-kieran-everyday]

DAY: 31-33

BIG NEWS FOR THE KIERAN NATION OH MY GODDDDDD NEW MERCH SO MUCH MEW MERCH

Usually I have a lot of content for Nemona and only one or two pictures for Kieran but today it's the opposite!!

Adorable. Truly. There's more but I want to spread it out over a couple days!! The figure is truly the cutest thing I've ever seen on my god.

To stay in the DLC spirit, here's some possessed Nemona!

MOCHI MATCH!!!

[kunikiiida-kuuun]

Animate Girl's Festival - Tokyo (AGF 2024)

Animate Ikebukuro holds a special event in theirstore every year called Animate Girls Festival. For the BSD Anime 8th Anniversary, they set up a pop up shop at the store. These aren't pictures from the main AGF event, which was actually based on the upcoming BSD Gakuen game because those were festival exclusive. AGF was already over by the time I made it there unfortunately lol.

The pop up shop display included character standees and costumes from the stage play along with props. They had a mini recreation of the ADA office and it was the cutest thing ever!! Guests were free to take any pictures they liked with their character goods. At times like this I wish I had the full mochi set hahaha!! I saw some really good ones taken by fans on Twitter!!

BSD Official Anime post - X

[stationary-j]

hmm

Lowers her hand enough that he can just walk onto her palm

oh a yummy looking critter. You look like a hot cocoa bomb.

@stationary-j

Coco squeaks indignantly at the comparison before puffing up his wings in an attempt to look less like a hot cocoa bomb. It doesn't really work, however

[mecachrome]

haven't posted any 2chi content in like Three (3) days did you know that they're still the cutest girls ever ):

also bonus video of mochi begging for extra pets... i show so much restraint in not posting 12 videos a day

[pixelpumpkin]

dad who stepped up (from the shadows)

obkk | omegaverse | absolutely unserious (aka crack fic) | maybe part of a series | i don't have a beta and I'm not native speaker

A visit to Konoha leads Obito unwillingly (and secretly) back into Kakashi's life. or Obito have a mental breakdown when he finds out Kakashi is not a virgin.

For Obito, there were three absolute truths.

First, this world is rotten and needed of fixing.

Second, in this rotten world, only mercy the gods bestowed upon mankind was that Madara Uchiha never spread his genes.

Third, but not less important, Kakashi Hatake was a virgin.

He turned out to be wrong about all of those. It took him a long time to acknowledge his mistakes.

It started with a visit to Rin's grave.

Which was something that Obito didn't do in a while. Ever since the massacre, then when he was forced to be around Konoha for a while, he focused in other countries. It was not as if governments would collapse on their own—well, they sometimes did, but he didn't have time to wait for it.

He couldn't say he had a bad time last time he visited his birthplace. A lot happened, like visiting his late grandmother's favourite cafe which somehow led him to lose his virginity with a hot omega brunette named Sukea—which was completely unexpected, but definitely worth it.

It was not that Obito missed Konoha, he didn't. He simply wished to pay his respects to Rin. And his parents. And granny, because Obito was under the impression that the Tsuki no Me plan wouldn't be an excuse good enough to ignore her. Again, not that Obito was afraid of his grandmother, but he didn't want to have her haunting him anytime soon.

Granny had been a lovely woman. With a deadly glare Obito could still see if he closed his eyes.

These many reasons led him to Konoha once again.

He had a pleasant time talking to Rin and his parents and spent a good share of time explaining to granny why he had been absent for so long. Then, like all good things in his life, it was ruined by Kakashi Hatake.

First thing that came to Obito's mind when his former teammate showed up was: the audacity. Something inside of him boiled as he watched Bakashi approach Rin’s grave, but Obito wasn't that quick-tempered boy anymore, so he retracted and hide, so he could watch the scene—and complain about it for weeks later, though Obito wouldn't admit it to nobody.

Well, turned out he was about to have something worthy talking about. Because the scene that followed gagged the Uchiha so hard it almost brought up to surface his past fiery self, and he had to stop himself from gasping out loud.

Calmly, with short steps, Kakashi walked in, hands in his pockets and his usual jounin attire. Midway, he stopped. Obito's heart jumped in his chest, had he forgotten to hide his presence? Had he just blow up everything he did so far because he checked out Kakashi's butt for a second?

The answer came a second later.

“Mochi, aren't you coming?” Mochi? Who he thinks you're calling mochi, Bakashi? I'll show you the moc-

Obito didn't show him the mochi. Good thing, it'd be a drag to destroy years of work because he misunderstood Kakashi. Instead, the mochi showed itself.

Again, that almost made thirteen years old Obito Uchiha jump out of his chest to point and scream. Because the image was shocking. See, the thing about Kakashi is that it was much easier hating him when he wasn't followed by a pocket sized, round faced and wide-eyed tiny human being that had every reason to be called mochi.

Hell! That little sweet looking bunny was literally the cutest thing Obito had ever seen in his life! And he had been one of the first people to held baby Naruto, who was freaking cute with those whiskers! Yeah, Obito did kind of technically made little Naru an orphan, but it was unrelated to his appreciation of Minato-sensei and big sis Kushina's exceptional talent in making babies. He did held the “owwwnnn” during that even, like he was doing right now.

There weren't enough words to describe that girl's overload of cuteness! Gods! She walked kind of wobbly, but that might have something to do with the huge bouquet she was holding in her tiny hands—it was half her size, and wider than her, but sweet little mochi walked bravely with it. Her eyes revealed an absolutely unbothered nature, which hit Obito right through his heart. Her short dark hair flowed with the wind, and there was only one thing keeping Obito from dying of overdose of loveliness.

The fact that the girl wore a goddam mask.

Damn! It was like putting a pig costume on a puppy! Wait... No... Now that he was imagining it, a puppy in a pig costume was kind of cute too... Hm... Well! Obito could see the shadow of a pout in that little girl's face, and that god forsaken mask was preventing him from having this image, which for some reason made Obito absolutely mad. He growled slightly, then stopped himself. Weird. Usually, those secondary gender dynamics didn't take the best out of him. As a very late bloomer, he was used to keep the alpha quiet, which was good—that dude was crazy, even for Obito, you wouldn't think the things he made Obito think about late at night.

Yet, something about Kakashi and the little masked girl together made Obito's alpha really upset. Inside of Obito, that dude was making a weird dance as he gesticulated and screamed, good thing Obito turned the deaf ear to him—what could he possibly be saying that was important?

Only one thing mattered right now: who, in their right state of mind, would let a child alone with Friend Killer Kakashi? Even for Konoha's standards it was crazy, Obito doubted even the Sandaime would be obtuse enough to let it happen. Who were that girl's parents?

Obito's alpha did a double twist carp and landed in a split. Weird guy. Obito ignored him.

He put his hand on his chin, wondering who could possibly have sired such a sweet looking kid. Obito had set his eyes on that girl for one minute and a half and he had no doubts whatsoever that no cuter child has ever walked on Earth—nobody he knew could've produced her, they were all either murderers or losers or dead.

Obito's alpha drew the face of the cute brunette he met fiver years ago. Yeah, he had the potential, but that guy was too nice to even breath the same air as Kakashi, let alone allow his kid around him. No, it had to be someone else... Someone dumb... Someone dumb like...

“Aren't you late to meet your genin team, dada?”

... Like Kakashi, obviously!

That explained everythi—

WHAT. THE ACTUAL. FUCK.

World stopped spinning for a second. Obito almost fell from the tree he was hiding in.

Once again: What the actual fuck?!

Now, reformulating his past question: who was the idiot who had a child with Kakashi of all people?!

Not that he was judging (he was). It was just that... It’s Kakashi! How did he get long enough around someone to get them pregnant? And even if he did... Who?

Obito growled, picturing himself digging his teeth into an unknown throat until it's owner bled to death.

...Weird. Maybe it was Konoha's air. It always made him a little uneasy, like there was some strange scent in the air he couldn't quite tell but made it denser and hard to breathe. He should leave. Yeah, that was what he was supposed to do. He had people to kill, governments to overthrown, terrorist acts to commit in the name of the greater good. He did important things now, he couldn't keep up with the gossip in his former village.

Yet, he didn't move from the branch of the tree he had landed.

Obito had his sharingan activated, which meant that scene would be forever engraved in his mind. He wishes that girl wasn't wearing any mask, which made his heart twitch in a weird way, as if he had been stolen of something important, he was entitled to. His alpha was doing flips in the back of his mind. Weird guy...

Kakashi's little daughter—God, that was crazy to say—walked toward the grave with her giant bouquet. She put it in the ground and closed her eyes, as if in a silent prayer. Even though Obito couldn't see her face, he noticed the twitch of Kakashi's face's muscles, and he knew he was proudly smiling. For some reason, Obito liked that. He grits his teeth. He should definitely leave.

“Aunt Rin, it's me.” The little girl spoke, her voice had the same sleepy pitch as Kakashi's, and for a child that age she spoke rather clearly. She couldn't be older than four, Obito noticed, and something started to ring in the back of his mind. “Dada’s genin team passed the bells test. It's the first time it happens.” So... Kakashi was becoming a team leader. Was it a good idea? “He said there's only one more thing they need to do to get his approval.” Of course, he will do anything to run from responsibility. “They need Horin's approval.” Horin... Who even is Horin? Was it Kakashi's partner? Good, it'll make easier to track them and ki— “And I intend to give it to them. Horin always wanted big siblings!”

Ho... Rin.

The world went silent. It was her name. The little mochi.

It was Kakashi's daughter name. Horin. The audacity. He—

That stupid little—

Kakashi chuckled. It was so... sweet. And genuine. One of his hand caressed Horin's dark hair. Obito’s lips trembled, and he at once bit it. He wasn't sad, he told himself. Just mad. Mad because that... That Kakashi had a child with someone else and was bold enough to name that child after the girl he killed.

She looks so sweet... Look how she smiles with her eyes...

Kakashi don't deserve her. I should take her and raise her as my own.

Uh... Never mind.

His alpha knocked his head against an imaginary wall until he opened a hole in it.

Obito closed his hands in a fist.

“Don't be so sure you'll like then, how can you tell they're not annoying?” Kakashi inquired, picking up the little girl.

“Horin could do it in spite of you, for not giving her older siblings.”

Kakashi blushed inside his mask.

“Mochi, I was too young to have kids before you!” He said as he turned his back from the grave and walked away.

“I don't want to hear excuses, dada.” And like that, they disappeared amongst the trees, leaving Obito with the dreadful newfound knowledge that Kakashi had a kid.

Maybe Obito was hyperventilating, but it was just due to the weather in Konoha. After all, who cared if Kakashi had a kid? Like, not Obito. Not at all. It wasn't important in any way, and as soon as his body went back working Obito would return to his very important world domination agenda to never think about it again.

Yeah, he was about to leave at any moment.

So, Obito invaded a public building and was now going through top secret files.

Ok, those weren't top secret. But it was a public building. The hospital.

One never knows who he'll find looking through birth certificates of clan kids, right? There might be some juicy information to help him on his plans. Surely there was. Oh, so many interesting births. Maybe some kekkei genkai that could be useful? Yeah... Like... Oh, who knows? Hatake's white chakra? Oh, what is it? If it isn't Horin Hatake's birth certificate! What a coincidence! He might just leave it there, you know, there are plenty of...

Oh.

OH?

Obito brought the piece of paper the closest as possible from his face. He might've read it wrong.

He definitely did. This, or the doctors were absolute incompetents.

He turned the paper down, as if something would happen. He put it against the light, hoping to reveal a secret. He squished his eyes, because maybe he had developed myopia in the past few years and had read it wrong.

No, this can't be...

Obito dramatically slashed the paper against the table. He turned his back to it and raised a feet to leave. He couldn't stand any longer this Kakashi nonsense. Of course, everything about him had to be upsetting, and Obito was way to old for that shit,

He turned on his heel and picked on the paper again, activating his sharingan.

There wasn't a mistake. Unless someone had really messed up and written it wrong, which was unlikely because Kakashi himself probably had read that and wouldn't simply leave it with incorrect information. No. It was plain and clear. There was a signature in it. A fucking signature. It was an official document.

It read exactly what Obito thought it read.

Name: Horin Hatake.

Mother: Kakashi Hatake.

Father: Unknown.

Obito wasn't sure about which one of these shocked him the most.

He stared into the wall in absolute silence for five minutes. That wasn't a joke, he literally stood there for five minutes until a ninja entered the room and he freaked out and yeeted them into the Kamui. Great, he wasn't even planning killing someone that day! See what you just did, Kakashi? You killed someone!

That lying... that filthy... that...

Ugh! He couldn't even curse him anymore! His grandmother's ghost would come for him if he ever spoke an ill word against an omega. Omega! Kakashi... an omega! Obito could only remember all the times he was inappropriate around his former teammate.

He was so done. His granny would die again if she learned of it. He cursed (multiple times) in front of an omega! It was not that Obito thought badly of them, he didn't think omegas were any lesser in any way. But his grandmother was a traditional old omega lady who went through a lot. She raised him in a way in which you don't even invade an omega's personal space without humiliating yourself to them first to make sure it is okay to breath their air. Obito did much more than just invade Kakashi’s personal space...

Oh, no... Did Kakashi told his grandma how they talked to each other in a daily basis? Was she struck with disappointment and died of disgust? Did Obito accidentally kill his own grandma?

One thing was becoming a worldwide criminal, but killing his own grandma was a completely different level!

Obito looked to the dead body of the teen he had just cancelled off life. He walked past them and sat on the ground, taking off his mask as he went through all the apologies he could say to his grandma in a prayer. “I failed you grandma... I'm just like any other alpha who mistreats omegas! I'm so sorry! Please don't come pull my feet at night!”

The teenager moaned on the ground.

“Aren't you dead already?” He grunted before throwing a fireball at the Konoha ninja, then returning to his muttering. “Oh, my poor grandma... What would you think of me, now?” He hid his face in his hands.

Even though it was known early on he was an alpha, Obito had been extremely slow in growing into it. Different from guys such as Asuma or Ibiki, he didn't enter puberty as a tall and broad boy whose voice made other teens swoon. According to the doctors, it was completely normal and healthy, that the expectations for early maturations were unrealistic and based off old beliefs that more traditional people liked to spread in order to reinforce gender norms. Still, it was kind of annoying being the dead last even when it came to hormones, so it wasn't as if Obito was trying to bring up everyone's secondary gender.

Yeah, he assumed Kakashi was an alpha, what about it? Maybe they were similar in something, maybe he wasn't alone in this late puberty thing, maybe everyone's perfect genius also struggled with voice cracks! Ok, Kakashi was younger than him, but only slightly, and maybe Obito completely ignored it for his own delusions.

While alpha’s ruts (doctor's words) were expected to come around fifteen to seventeen in healthy conditions, heats usually came earlier for omegas. Around twelve or fourteen, something like that. Which meant that Obito probably wasn't around anymore when Kakashi had his first heat, and therefore he couldn't smell that Kakashi was an omega before, which led Obito to assume...

Well, Kakashi never said anything about his secondary gender, and it wasn't anyone's business to ask. But with an attitude like that, no wonder why thought he was an alpha boy. Why else he’d be so infuriating for Obito's slowly developing alpha?

But no... Turned out Kakashi had been an omega this whole time. He had been in the ANBU... He had been a ninja for so long... From such a young age... Oh, gods. It only got worse.

There was an “Unknown" below Horin's name. Unknown father... Someone had... With Kakashi.

Obito didn't know what was worse: little Horin being the result of a honeypot mission or little Horin having a deadbeat dad. Kakashi had been twenty-one when she was born, which thankfully wasn't as young as it could've been. Contraceptives could fail, of course, but Obito had a hard time imagining Kakashi deciding to keep a pregnancy from a mission. With the sort of mission, he probably was given, Obito wouldn't even be surprised.

Which meant...

There was a sudden murder feeling growing from Obito's gut to his throat, cutting through his body like a kunai. The sharingan activated again. Someone had abandoned Kaka— Horin. Obito shouldn't care, but simply picturing someone refusing to be in that little mochi's life made him burn of rage.

His alpha screamed in his shoulder. “Shut up! I'm trying to think!”

Gods... If only Minato-sensei had been ali—Well, let’s not think of it.

One thing for sure, if Minato-sensei had been alive, he would've hunt down this deadbeat father and skinned him alive, then he'd sell his organs in the dark market and give Kakashi the money from it. As he should.

Obito took a deep breath. He thought of his grandmother, who had raised a son entirely on her own, and then a grandson. She had been ostracized and segregated for years in her own clan. This world was cruel. Specially with omegas, and until this world was fixed, Obito had no choice but do the right thing. What Minato-sensei and granny would've wanted of him.

Even if from the shadows, he was not letting Kakashi down. Even if he was a friend killer who Obito hated. Little Horin had nothing to do with her mother's past crimes, she was a little pack of happiness and sunshine and Obito would kill whoever crossed her path and made her suffer.

He had no idea why it felt so personal. Really. He had the impression he was letting something slide. His alpha was moving his mouth frantically, but Obito knew better than to listen to those weird instincts that turned mankind into savages.

Obito was sure of two things. First, he had to find this deadbeat dad and make sure he suffers till he begs for forgiveness. Two, Horin was his responsibility. He would do everything in his power to keep her safe and happy.

Maybe he should kidnap her or something.

OMAKE

Obito had never been inside a Jashinist temple. It was pleasantly clean, which was surprising considering their practices. He approached the priest, and after a short talk, the guy reassured him that no sin was beyond Lord Jashin's forgiveness.

Obito didn't believe in Jashin, but after his recent discovering, he decided he needed to confess himself. Otherwise, he wouldn't be capable of sleeping at night.

So, with a heavy heart, and after a long breath, he mumbled. “I might've indirectly caused my grandma's death.”

There was a moment of silence.

Next thing he knows he is running from jashinists who are screaming insults against him.

What a way to finish a rough day.

So, I kinda created this fic in 2020 after I read another fic. Unfortunately, I have the bad habit of reading fanfictions and not bookmarking them, which means I don't know which fic was that, but the concept is the same: Obito finds out he has a kid with Kakashi. Difference is that this one is absolute crack going off vibes (I mean, I haven't rewatched the anime or reread the manga recently, I'm just trying to have fun and enjoy one of my favourite ships of all time), and the fic that inspired me was exceptionally well written and angsty. Well, there is some lore to it (that I recycled from other fics I never properly wrote) and supposedly this should be part of a series, but I won't promise anything.

In the beginning, it was a fem Kakashi, which could've worked for the story, but I went with omegaverse with this one because... Why not... But I have a old art of it. My art style has completely changed ever since, but at least my girl Horin looks cute. Well, if you read this, thank you. Hopefully I'll work other parts of this story, but who knows...

[cottonlemonade]

Not Enough

word count: 2537 || avg. reading time: 11 mins.

pairing: Oikawa x chubby!Reader

genre: angst, hurt, lots of pining

warnings: Oikawa is not kind to himself - at all!, mentions of sports injury (reader), self doubt (Oikawa), like… one suggestive line

> Oikawa met you when you became a part time coach for Takeru‘s volleyball club a few months ago

> originally you just wanted this job over the summer before starting university in Tohoku to make some extra cash but… now…

> your friends often asked why a 90min train ride each way for one somewhat low paying job was so important that you couldn‘t look for something else closer to university or ask for an extra shift at the café you worked at

> but besides the fact that you really grew to love the kids over the summer you also, foolishly, wanted to see this one guy who always came to cheer on his little nephew

> you knew it was simply going to stay a secret crush

> he didn’t really seem like the type of guy who would go for a chubby girl like you, but that was okay

> so once a week you would take the train from Tohoku to Sendai, using the commute to catch up on readings and going through your notes - heart racing, cheeks flushed and quite frankly, mind a little too fuzzy to concentrate on any kind of academics

> „y/n-senpai!“, the kids greeted you enthusiastically when you walked through the doors of the gym, swarming you immediately like the excited puppies they reminded you of

> after ruffling some hair here and giving a high five there, you looked around, eyes searching

> you always found it a bit sad how little their parents seemed to care because none of them ever stayed long before or after training - at least when you compared it to him

> he stood in the corner of the hall, absentmindedly rolling a ball in one hand while he made sure Takeru‘s jacket was neatly folded on his bag with the other

> Oikawa really notices you the first time when he is looking through his latest pictures of Takeru

> you are in a lot of them, somewhere in the background, encouraging your pupils, laughing when one of them randomly cartwheeled or clapping when they improved on a technique

> he doesn’t think much about you outside of those two hours each week when he sees you and it takes him a few tries to remember your name if he was honest

> but Takeru never shuts up about you so without noticing, you also sneak into his mind more often

> whenever they go to the convenience store before training to get some water, Takeru insists on getting a milk mochi for you (your favorite treat)

> this happened so often now that at this point Oikawa already grabs one without thinking

> and so he found himself one night looking at the newest snapshot of his ever growing photo roll

> during the last training session Takeru had served a perfect ace and Oikawa had almost lost his voice from cheering so loudly

> his nephew had insisted on taking a photo with the trainer who made it all possible and so there you were, smiling into the camera, imitating Takeru‘s little peace sign

> you were pretty cute when he thought about it

> the next few times he actually starts talking to you about something other than Takeru and finds he really enjoys making you flustered

> the blush on your full cheeks, the way you avoid his eyes and laugh softly is just about the cutest thing he has ever seen

> in no time he suggests to Takeru to arrive a little earlier than usual, the nephew eyeing him suspiciously

> “If you’re going to be creepy to y/n-senpai, I won’t help you.” (cue Oikawa’s dot eyes)

> in the middle of October you suddenly stop coming to the trainings though and instead the kids are greeted by a grumpy elderly man

> „Where is y/n-senpai?“, the kids whine

> „How should I know?“, the man just gruffly replies

> with each following week Oikawa‘s disappointment about not seeing you is only matched by Takeru

> Christmas was approaching and you decide to head back to Miyagi to hang out with some old school mates and spend the holiday with Saeko, her being one of your closest friends

> the winter break also meant that a training camp was coming up

> Karasuno, Nekoma, Furukodani and Aoba Johsei were on the menu

> the official camp activities were over for the day but a few people decided to continue training matches 3 on 3

> the captain of the Karasuno team kept checking his phone, Oikawa figured it was probably to monitor if they could make it in time for dinner in the cafeteria

> Daichi then suddenly grins and Oikawa overhears him telling his teammates he has a surprise for them

> Tanaka, Nishinoya and Hinata are immediately intrigued and wonder what it could be - food being the most prominent theory

> then the door opens and a loud voice calls „Ryuu-chaaaan!“

> “Ugh, you call my sister a surprise?“, Tanaka grumbles

> Oikawa was ready to set the ball for Iwaizumi when he notices a second girl appear, waving happily

> “Y/N-SAN!“ Nishinoya calls and runs towards the girl

> Oikawa does a double take

> it‘s you, how can you be here???

> Iwaizumi notices his gaze and follows it

> you and Saeko had been at a birthday party for a friend and you were the designated driver while Saeko is quite drunk hanging off of you

> you spend a few minutes catching up with the Karasunos (apparently you were a third year yourself last year and were the manager of the volleyball club because the girl‘s club didn‘t have enough members so you ended up playing with them after training)

> now it seems you are on the university team

> „How is your back?“, Daichi asked and you waved it off with a smile

> „It‘s there.“, you said vaguely, „But! I no longer walk like a Disney witch, so that‘s something.“

> the Karasuno third and second years laugh and Daichi put a hand on your shoulder, which for some reason had Oikawa tense his jaw

> when your eyes finally land on him, a rush of adrenaline surges through his body

> you smile and give a little wave

> Oikawa can feel Iwaizumi‘s eyes on him but ignores it

> the Karasunos meanwhile ask if you can come by again tomorrow and play with them

> „Uhm, I don’t know about playing but I'll definitely come watch, if you want. How is that?“, you offer diplomatically, the smile never leaving your face

> Saeko, by now half asleep, mumbles something about wanting to go to bed and you bow and say you should get her home

> with some last joyful goodbyes the boys return to their game

> „If I could die between her thighs, I would die a happy man.“, one of the Furukodanis says and Oikawa spikes the ball „accidentally“ against the back of his head even though he agrees with him

> the next day, as promised, you drop by to watch them play

> Oikawa grins to himself, very pleased indeed, when he hears a small gasp from the bleachers whenever he makes a particularly skilled move

> once practice is over for the day, the boys rush to get to dinner

> Oikawa hangs back in the changing room, deciding to get some more serves in before the others would return

> outside the gym though he is met with Daichi, Sugawara, Tobio and Hinata

> apparently the two third years trying to persuade the over-eager first years that sustenance was just as important as volleyball

> when Oikawa slips past them back to the gym, the door is still open a bit and the soft thuds of a volleyball can be heard

> Ugh, he was hoping to be alone for his training

> „You know, when I said „Let’s go get dinner, everyone.“ I really did mean „everyone“, Shittykawa.“

> „Come on, Iwa-chan, a few reps won‘t kill me.“, Oikawa gives his friend a cheeky grin and heads for the door

> he checks to see who is inside and spots you in a back corner trying to toss a ball against the wall but you visibly wince whenever you lift your left arm

> he recognizes this wince - immediately

> in frustration you spike the ball away with your right and bury your face in your hands

> after a few shaky breaths you straighten again, bending down to pick up another ball

> „Huh, what‘s y/n-san doing?“, Hinata pokes his head through the door and makes Oikawa jump a little

> the other dinner stragglers have now also come to watch

> „That looks painful.“, Tobio muttered

> Oikawa kicks off his shoes and begins to march over to you, but Iwaizumi grabs his arm

> Oikawa just shrugs him off

> „Someone should stop her, before she hurts herself.“, he says quietly, and jogs to you

> „y/n-chan…“, he says softly when he hears your little sobs

> he can clearly see you freeze for a moment, then a motion of you wiping your eyes before turning around, plastering a smile on your face but your eyes are red and puffy

> you look at him for a few heartbeats, before your smile slowly begins to fade „How likely is it, you‘ll believe me when I say it‘s allergies?“

> „Not likely.“

> you just nod and a new wave of tears is coming over you

> then you spot the handful of people gawking at the door and you give a quick bow to Oikawa before hurrying past him

> he sees you mumbling something to their others, only slipping into your shoes before leaving

> “Shouldn’t we go after her?”, he hears Hinata asking when he rejoins the group

> „Not all at once, that might overwhelm her.“, Suga says thoughtfully

> the next moment, the grey haired third year gives Daichi a little push

> „Why me?”, the Karasuno captain asks

> „Because we’re not the ones desperately in love with her.”, Suga declares matter of factly

> Iwaizumi gives his friend another one of his patented sidelong glances

> meanwhile Oikawa watches Daichi go after you

> and then turns to head back inside to train

> the hot shower does wonders for his exerted muscles, but little for his mind

> Oikawa rolls his shoulders, trying to relax but he can’t get the image of you crying out of his head

> and what happened when Daichi had gone after you?

> at least when he was practising he could pretend to focus on volleyball when really all he thought about was you and a possible confession slipping from the Karasuno captain‘s lips

> he turns the water off, steam enveloping him

> when had his crush turned into … this? Whatever this was.

> rubbing a towel aggressively through his wet hair he makes his way to his bag

> “You know I don‘t care about your love life.“

> the screech of horror coming from Oikawa echoes in the tiled washroom

> Iwaizumi stands, arms crossed in the doorway, glaring at his friend

> „Iwa-chan, you gave me a heart attack.“

> „Don‘t be dramatic.“

> “Then stop lurking around the showers.”, the setter says, back in his usual sing-song voice

> Iwaizumi closes his eyes in exasperation, a constant occurrence between them really

> Oikawa is rummaging in his bag for clean clothes

> “As I said, I don’t care about your love life. But… it would be nice for once to see you going after a sweet girl you actually like, instead of a random one that only wants you for your popularity.”

> the rummaging stops, Oikawa doesn’t look at him

> when he doesn’t reply, Iwaizumi sighs again, considering to throw hands before simply turning on his heel

> “Stupid idiot. Suit yourself, Trashykawa.”

> Oikawa straightens when the door falls shut, looking down at shirt in his hand

> his eyes wander to his phone

> a few weeks ago he had changed his lockscreen to a picture of Takeru, one where you were very clearly visible in the background, showing a little girl how to hold her fingers for a toss

> the picture appears inconspicuous to others, his nephew being the obvious main focus

> for Oikawa it was an easy way to look at your smile when his mind got cloudy

> he lets his head fall back and closes his eyes for a moment

> it would be selfish to confess to you

> you aren’t the kind of girl he could date for a few months and forget about when you inevitably dump him

> you deserve his full attention

> you deserve 110% of effort in a relationship

> and he knows he can’t give that to you

> he isn’t good enough to even suggest being your boyfriend

> plus, you only know his bright side

> the confident, witty, charming side he shows to everyone

> only very few people had ever seen him crack

> what if he snaps at you and you end up hating him for it?

> when his ugly - his true - self would rear its head and chase you away

> no, you deserve someone like Daichi, stable, reliable… good.

> he gets dressed, shoulders his bag and leaves the showers

> the sky is clear

> plenty of stars dotting the night

> his breath forms little clouds in front of him and he takes a deep breath of winter air

> then he spots you

> you are standing alone up by the club room, leaning on the railing, looking up at the stars

> without thinking he is already on his way up the stairs, his steps slowing the closer he gets to you

> he sets down his bag and shrugs off his jacket, gently laying it over your shoulders, you’re only wearing a sweater after all

> Oikawa turns and leans with his back against the railing, arms crossed, staring at his shoes

> “What happened?”, he asks, not quite sure which event he is exactly referring to - your injury or your alone time with Daichi

> after a small pause you tell him

> “It was in the first varsity tournament. I ran after a failed receive and couldn’t stop in time before … before hitting the wall.”

> Oikawa doesn’t say anything, he continues to stare at his shoes

> “I didn’t want to miss the game, I didn’t tell the trainer how bad it actually was… I was greedy and selfish. I wanted to play so badly. So… I lied and went back on the field, only making it worse.”

> you take a deep breath, steadying your voice again, before going on, “The doctor said it would take 6 to 8 weeks to heal. It’s been 10 weeks since then and I’m still in pain - too much pain to ignore.”

> when he hears your breath hitch again he looks up and sees new tears rolling down your cheeks

> and he pulls you into a hug, careful not to put pressure on your left side but hugging you closely on the right

> your face is pressed against his shoulder and he almost curls around you when he feels you returning his hug

> you fit so perfectly into him

> he still doesn‘t say anything, he just lets you cry, not planning to let go any time soon

> Oikawa doesn’t know how long he has been holding you when a phone starts buzzing

> you shift in his arms and very very reluctantly he lets go

> “It’s Saeko-san. I should really get going.”

> you pull his jacket off and hand it back to him

> “Thank you.”, and he watches you leave

[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

Whilst I'm at it, if the cast decided to write fanfiction, would they write, what tropes would they be fond of and who would be writing the filthiest and freakiest of smut you can think of.

Ok so assuming everyone had to write one and they couldn't say no this is what I came up with

Takemichi- superhero fic, very cliche, follows pretty much every trope. It's dedicated to Hina too (she loved reading it). It's probably got something to do with a 4 leaf clover in the name.

Mikey- Writes fic about Taiyaki kun being the hero, probably a long adventure type story, taiyaki kun rides a motorbike at one point, it's a wild read.

Draken- He'd likely be very big on the found family trope, you just know his fic would be about some rag tag group coming together and bonding to the point of becoming family (the villian is probably based on Hanma).

Hina- oh definitely romance, the hero saves the girl, the girl saves the hero. She just writes the perfect couple and then overcoming any obstacles together in their way.

Emma- Romance #2, she writes the cutest fluff you can think of.

Naoto- Probably a horror mystery with plenty of occult themes and references. He looks key really enjoys writing it so it's probably a long multiple chapter fic, with a bunch of people following it.

Kisaki- Story about the hero however with a major plot twist towards the end showing the hero was actually the bad guy. It's actually very well done and clever despite how cliche it may sound.

Hanma- ok I see two possible ones here, either he takes it seriously and writes one of the most interesting fics ever (hey he knows whats exciting and what makes a good story) or he absolutely does not take this seriously and writes the smuttiest smut to have ever smutted and attempts to annoy the others with it.

Kazutora- i think he might do something a bit different and write it in letter format, as in character's sending letter's to each other. Letter's probably mean a lot to him and he's likely the most comfortable writing in that format so he uses it in his fics.

Baji- Cat story!!!!! There's definitely some kind of big cat fight scene (baji can't resist) but ultimately it's a happy story. He probably also makes a few spelling errors but it's ok since Chifuyu helps him correct anything. 

Chifuyu- Was tempted by Baji's cat story but settles on a person romance instead. It is full of manga references and the girl eventually kisses the guy after he gave her a polkadot based surprise. Probably a soul mate au.

Mitsuya- very detailed fic, like expect everything to have every last detail described (especially people's clothes).

Hakkai- space story! Probably a self insert about him going to space and being a hero (when he comes back mitsuya is incredibly proud of him).

Pah & Peh- They do everything together including fic writing. Definitely a story about two friends (them two), is a happy story about these two friends vs the world.

Smiley- fights, fights and more fights, everyone just wants to beef each other here.

Angry- I think he would write am interactive type fic, like the type where people comment and choose what they want to happen next, I just think he'd enjoy the interactions with people.

Mucho- coffee shop/ bakery au! Actually probably writes about his friends working there, izana is the manager, kakucho the assistant manager, sanzu is a loyal customer, mucho himself prepares the cakes, the Haitani brother's face the customers, mochi handles the drive thru and shion is the dishwasher who keeps breaking things. 

Sanzu- definitely a royalty au about a king and his loyal soldier. 

Inui- probably heavily use the miscommunication causes the main issue trope, he's seen it irl and knows it really can cause a bunch of problems.

Koko- probably a fix it fic, writes about a fire but this time no one dies, the girl gets saved and ends up happily living with her rescuer. This is probably actually something he uses to work through his regrets.

Yuzuha- a cute fic about a sister protecting her brother, she probably beats all the bad guys easily (and the brother's phone lockscreen is of the sister)

Izana & Kakucho- they work together to make another royalty au but this one focusing on the king and his kingdom, the story of this king creating his new world.

Ran- oh definitely a very obvious self insert story. The main character? Flawless hair, everyone loves him, has a little brother who adores him, dresses famously, treated like a celebrity. The guys name is probably like nar or something. Just basically his perfect life, tries to make it very poetic too.

Rindou- probably actually a song fic, the type with lyrics to match the mood. He just expresses himself a lot through music so brings it into his writing too.

Shion- another one with a self insert fic, this one really does go over the top though. Writes himself to practically conquer the world, winning every fight he gets into. 

Senju- Probably a fun adventure fic, I think she would also be pretty big on it being a family adventure/ a found family adventure. 

Wakasa- ok idk exactly why but he gives me those text fic vibes, where two characters are texting each other. I feel like he'd actually kinda unexpectedly enjoying making it too. 

Benkei- Another fic very high on the action, a lot of fights, the characters are likely based on the 1st gen Black dragons.

Shinichiro- Say's he's going to write smut but then gets too embarrassed and ends up with fluff instead. 

South- ok I think he'd also write a kinda lyric fic but instead of lyrics he'd just straight up put musical notes down. He's just so passionate about it and doesn't really care if others don't understand what those mean (he'd passionately explain it to anyone who asked though)

[ionlylikemycat]

[namjoonscoffeeshop]

Dear Namjoon | 03

Dear Namjoon | KNJ

✧ Pairing: Kim namjoon x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content ✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,slow burn ✧ synopsis; You're sent to live with your father and older brother. only that your older brother is in a band called BTS. you meet jimin's friends and automatically get tangled with one of his band members. you're relationship has to be kept a secret but for how long can you keep it that way?

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I remember when jimin and me would have sleep overs as kids, we would have the time of our lives. so waking up next to jimin who looks like a mochi as he sleeps made me reminiscent of those days.

my brother was the cutest when we were kids, when ever he would come visit me everyone wanted to get to know him. once he got into hight school, and he came to visit me. all the girks went crazy and going to school on my own was annoying because girls just wanted to be my friend to get a chance with my brother.

i don't think i've ever had any real friends. but that's fine.

jimin's little snores fill the room, i grab my phone from then night stand to check the time. we needed to get up soon so i did the only thing a sister will do to their brother.

i kicked jimin off the bed.

it was funny until he screamed, then it wasn't funny cause he sounded like it actually hurt. tangled with the blanket as he tried to get up. but i run out the room, my dad stands at the end of the hall confused as to why i was running and laughing. he seemed to understand the situation once he saw an angry jimin coming out of his room chasing me.

"y/n i'ma kill you, you hurt my fucking elbow" he yells as he chases you, you finally make it to your room, rushing inside you lock the door. as you lean against the wall to catch your breathe you hear jimin outside your door

"y/n open the door"

"no" your wheezing at this point from how much your laughing

"it's not fucking funny, it's the last time i let you sleep with me"

"i love youuuu"

"fuck you" he yells as he walks away from your door

after getting ready I gather up my courage to go see jimin, and beg him to let me go to school with him. i didn't feel like driving.

"no" he glares at you through the mirror as he combs his hair

"pleasee, i'm sorry ok" i pout trying to get him to agree, but he just ignores you

giving him back hug i pinch his waist"pretty pleaseeeee"

"noo i wanna take my bike and i can't with you"

"what do yo mean you can't? i'm not afraid"

he sighs, grabbing your hands that were wrapped around his waist, he turns to look at you "dad said no cause you wear a skirt" he smiles at you

"thats bullshit on a stick" you cross your arms

jimin stares at you as if he was pondering

"you know what fuck it lets go" he throws his arm over your shoulder, grabbing his bag. he passes by his closet getting a sweater "but wrap it around your waist, we don't want him to go all psycho" you wrap the sweater as you both head downstairs. your dad was in the kitchen getting his morning coffee and bread as he was taking a call

"we're leaving for school" jimin calls out, getting his dad's attention

"ok, y/n are you taking your car? it's in the garag-"

"no i'm going with jimin"you give him a wide smile, jimin still had his arm around your shoulder "don't worry dad she'll wear a helmet"

"wait but jimin" he gives jimin a stern look

"don't worry dad" he smiles and we walk away.

"how long has it been since you've been on a bike" he hands you a helmet

"shit since you brought yours" tugging on the sweater on your waist to make sure it's secure, you also didn't like the idea of someone look at your ass.

you hold onto jimin's waist lightly and he chuckles "sis hold onto me , if you fall i'll leave you there"

tightening your grip on his waist you pinch him "jerk"

"yeah yeah"

i would be lying if i said i wasn't about to shit bricks when he took off in full speed giving me no time to get used to it. my grip around him tightens more and i let out a scream.

"didn't you said you weren't afraid" he laughs

"oh shut up"

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thankfully the school wasn't far from us. pulling up to the parking lot he parks next to other motorcycles. he kept teasing me about my scream and was exaggerating that i probably bruised him from how hard i was holding him

"ooooo jimin who's this lovely lady" the guy with a boxy smile gets off his bike and walks to us

"hey bro" they do a handshake and jimin turns to me "it's my sister" he smiles brightly

"the famous y/n" he reaches his hand out towards you

"yeah..and you are?" you shake his hand

"taehyung"

taking off the helmet you hand it to jimin, getting off the bike you realize that people are staring at you

"why are they staring?" you fix your hair, cursing yourself at the thought at your hair might look like shit due to the helmet

"oh don't mind them, its the park effect"

"park effect?" jimin and you say together

"well it was the jimin effect, but since your his sister" he looks around, glancing at the guys "well it's now the park effect. since you're both good looking"

you wanted to put on the helmet again, this it he most compliments you've ever gotten in one conversation

"come on little sister lets go find out your schedule" jimin holds your arm, as he glares at the guys making taehyung chuckle

taehyung follows you guys, walking next to you. you glance at him, noticing he is good looking himself. and just like jimin he also had people staring at him. if he's one of his friends then where are the other friends jimin always talks about?

"where's everyone else?" jimin asks as if he could read you mind

"i think they said they weren't coming today" he shrugs "but i would never leave you all alone at school, so i came" he smiles

"what a great friend" jimin rolls his eyes

the day ended quicker than you thought and just like taehyung said none of the other guys showed up. during lunch jimin told you to stay with him. it was nice being with him. you finally know what it's like to have fun in school. Jimin is in his junior year while your a sophomore. "my sisters a nerd" jimin tells taehyung as you guys walk to the parking lot

"i can see, like dang girl do you live with your nose in books"taehyung looked surprised as he looked at your schedule

"my life is boring unless i'm with jimin, i got nothing better to do then read" you yank the paper from his hands and stick your tongue out at him

"everyone is already at the spot, you guys going home first?" taehyung asks as he gets on his bike

"nah were going right now, are you going home?" taehyung shakes his head

"lets go then"

jimin puts the helmet on you, and waits till you get on.

"now don't squeeze too hard" he chuckles

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we made it to a club, and i was honestly confused. my dad is bothering me over clothes but jimin can come to places like this. getting off the bike jimin grabs the sweater from my hips and tells me to put it on. "don't go wandering around, if something happens dad will go for my head" he tells you with a serious tone

"ok"

the three of you walk over to a side door where a huge man stands

"nick how you been?"

"if it ain't jimin and taehyung" they all shake hands and the man looks at you "who's this?"

"my sister, if you ever see her here make sure she gets in please" he nods and opens the door letting the three of us in

the music is loud and it's dark. you can only see jimin and taehyung in front of you. you grab jimin's arm, trying not to get separated from him as you get through the crown, walking to the bar. there you see a tall man with broad shoulders with a white dressing shirt. he was with someone else who had silver hair and a black suit

both of them looked at the three of you but their eyes stayed on you. "jimin is this your sister?" the boy with silver hair speaks loudly to try and be heard over the music

"yeah her name is y/n, this is jin and yoongi" he points at then

"nice to meet you"

looking around you see a bunch of people dancing, the girls had nice outfits and were wearing heels. maybe it would've been better if we had gone home to change

"we got you both a outfit" jin tells jimin and taehyung

"nice, y/n stay here" jimin points at the seat next to yoongi, taehyung and jimin leave following jin

and you sit awkwardly next to him, conscious at him staring at you. "so how do you like it here" he suddenly starts a conversation

"ah..it's good, just getting used to the new changes" you smile

"getting use to having a dad huh"

his words caught you by surprised but of course he would know. he's one of jimin's best friends, jimin must've said something

"yeah" you sigh "i'm really trying to get used to it"

he nods, opening his mouth to say something he gets interrupted by a younger boy who rushed over to us "hyung, hoseok asked if you could come to the back" the boy with doe eyes glances at you ask he talks to yoongi

"yeah sure" he gets up and glances at you "let's go" he waves to follow him

"jungkook, she's jimin's sister" he points at you, and hearing his name made you remember the boy. once when jimin came over he was on the phone with someone called jungkook

"oh hey, i'm jungkook"

"y/n" you smile.

passing the double doors, you expected it to be something else. maybe less crowded but it was worse, unlike where you were sitting there was a stage here. people were performing and the crowd were dancing.

yoongi turns to look at you "stay here, i'll let jimin know your in here" he points at the wall, it was starting to irritate you that they were just telling you stand still and behave basically.

nodding you lean against the wall. jungkook tells you goodbye as he follows yoongi through the crowd, someone walks up to the stage, and the light dim down even more. making it more dark in the large room. lights of multiple colors light up the room. you watched about two performances, and it was starting to be boring just standing here.

"people usually dance in a club" someone walks up to you, and your heart skipped a beat as he towers over you as he leans on the wall next to you, eyeing you as he waits for your response

"ah..i don't dance" you nibble on the inside of your cheek. intimidated by him

"my name's namjoon" he smiles again

"y/n" you keep eye contact with him.

"by the looks of your clothes, i don't think you are allowed to be in here" he looks at you from head to toe

looking down to your clothes, you really wished jimin had taken you home to change

"right, i look out of place" you chuckle awkwardly

"not at all" he says sarcastically,

"i didn't have time to change"

"how old are you" he asks

you continue to look at him without responding "i'm only asking cause you are wearing the same uniform from my school" he grins

"are you new? i've never seen you before" he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear and you see his dimples show as he smiles at you.

"yeah..today was my first day" his stares makes you melt

"so y/n, you dating anyone?"

"no..you?" he shakes his head. the eye contact between the both of you drew him to lean more towards you. his hand is holding the nape of your neck, your heart is beating so fast against your chest. you glance between his eyes and lips

"can i kiss you" he whispers

and as if you were in a trance you nod at his words. smirking at your response he pulls you into a kiss.

you were screaming in the inside, this was your first kiss and you didn't know what to do, as he kisses you , you just stood there awkwardly, namjoon pulls away and raises his eyebrow

"sorry i've never kissed anyone" you feel your face and ears heat up in embarrassment

he chuckles at your words "don't worry, i'll teach you" he kisses you with his warm and soft lips once more. i could feel the soft tickle of his breathe as we kissed.

"breathe with your nose" i gasp for air, his lips brushed against mine "breathe, cause i'm going to do it again" his lips touch yours as he takes your bottom lip between his teeth you parted your lips slightly, allowing his tongue to slip inside. bodies pressed together heatedly against the wall, you finally get used to kissing him, my heartbeat was loud in my ears and i wondered if he heard it too. breathing heavily as our lips are pressed together, he tilts my head back deepening the kiss even more

"good girl..see you got the hang of it" his hands roamed under your skirt and he gropes your ass. making you squeal at his sudden touch. "i'm surprised you let me just kiss and touch you however i want" he massages your butt

"it's just that..your handsome" i feel so embarrassed that my eyes tear up.

"yeah?" without wasting time he kisses you again, more eagerly

the kiss overpowered all my senses, he lifted me up. making my legs wrap around his hips. i cling onto his shoulders.

breaking the kiss we stare at each other as we catch our breathe. his hands caressing my ass. my hands wrapped around his neck. he leaves a trail of pecks down my neck, as I tilt my head he sucks against my skin

"n-namjoon" you accidentally moan his name, causing him to smirk against your skin. bitting your bottom lip to try and keep you from letting out any other sounds. he moves his head away from your neck, pressing his thumb against the hickey he just made he grins "perfect"

breathless, you stare at him. the music quiets down and they a man walks up the stage "next up we have BTS performing" and the crowd cheers

namjoon groans, giving your ass a firm squeeze before letting you down. you both fix your appearance

"let me get your number yeah?" he smiles, reaching into his pocket

"oh sur-"

"y/n" jimin calls our your name as he makes his way through the crowd with the rest of the guys you just met

"oh jimin" you say, namjoon turns to look at the them

"namjoon, that's were you were" jin says "we were looking for you, to introduce you to jimin's sister. but seems like you already met her"

"jimin's sister?" he turns to look at you, your heart is beating fast again and you feel yourself getting red "yeah, she's y/n" jimin throws his arm around your shoulder giving you a squeeze

"oh and this is hoseok" he points at the guy with white highlights

namjoon keeps his eyes on you as you greet hoseok, jimin finds him staring at you and hits his arm

"my sisters off limits" he points at him and the rest of the guys

namjoon snickers at his words, "i'm serious" he looks at namjoon "i can see how your drooling as you stare at her" you felt like hiding, jimin speaking up about how your off limits but you already had a steamy make out with him.

namjoon lifts his arms in surrender "what ever you say jimin"

"sorry y/n we are gonna go perform, just stay here for a bit longer. once were done i'll take you home"

you nod at his words. and they all start to walk away, namjoon turns to look at you and your beet red face. he gives you a wink.

once they got on the stage your eyes couldn't leave namjoon. he was also staring at you. you felt butterflies in your stomach.

jimin tells the guys goodbye and he guides you out of the club

"lets get home before dad calls" back into his uniform he tells me that dad doesn't know that he comes here. and that he hoped i could keep it a secret.

"i'll take you home next time, sorry if you were bored"

"i wasn't...bored" you respond, thankful you had the helmet on so he wouldn't see your beet red face.

"so you wanna come when i have shows?"

you nod

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getting home you go to your room. laying on your bed you touch your lips, where just a hour ago namjoon was kissing you

"that was my first kiss" you blush as you remember how he touched you.

"i didn't get his number....was he serious when he told jimin .." sighing you walk out the room and walk to jimin's. opening the door slowly you hear the water running, you look at the night stand and see his phone there charging.

entering his room your grab his phone and open it. his password was your birthday. going into his contact you look for namjoon's number, taking out your phone you save it onto your phone.

clearing his apps you put the phone down and walk out the room closing the door slowly behind you

"how was school" startled you drop your phone, your dad was at the staircase

"it was good.." you look at him

he nods, scratching the back of his head

"how was work"

"good good" you nod

"i got some take out, so when jimin comes out we can all eat"

"ok"

he nods and makes his way downstairs

picking up your phone you rush to your room, you look at namjoon's contact number. gathering all your courage you press one the message icon.

Namjoons chat

Hey, it's y/n. i got your number from jimins phone..

attagirl, i was wondering how i was gonna get your number. i knew jimin wouldn't have given it to me

sorry about him, i didn't think he'd say that. he always does that when it comes to me

i can see why ;) i'm gonna have to go, i'm heading home but see you at school tomorrow?

yeah see you tomorrow

closing the chat i grab my pillow and scream into it.

[wystiix]

MIREI MOCHI <- treasuring this forever this is probably the cutest thing someone has ever called me

ofc cuz ur literally a cutie patootie <33