#does anyone here like Lemon Demon…….

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Hiiii hello 🫶 two-for-one special with this piece because I couldn’t decide who to draw

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[ID: A digital painting of Mikey from 2012 tmnt lying on his bed in his messy bedroom. He is lying on his stomach propped up on his elbows with his feet kicked up behind him. He’s reading a comic with headphones on. His room is dimly lit by a string of rainbow christmas lights, washing the room in a pink light. There is garbage, dirty clothes, comics, and toys littered around in the floor. There are posters and shelves with action figures on them hung on the wall, along with his nun-chucks and bandana. END ID]

posting this 1 by itself bc ya.... this was perspective practice so my focus wasnt rlly the lighting which is why its a little wonkay BUT it was fun to do so its ok 👍

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Shoto Todoroki x Reader | First Kiss ❄️🔥💋 PART 4

Part 1: Linked Here | Part 2: Linked Here | Part 3: Linked Here

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Ship: Shoto Todoroki x Fem Reader! 💋

Genre: Fluff, Romance, S*xual Tension, Making Out, Smut

CW: MDNI!, A18+, kissing, romance, sexual tension, spicy scenes, lemon

Link to My Master List

“Sir, UA has such a strict and well-planned curriculum. What could possibly have been “neglected” by the faculty and staff?”

Aizawa smirks at Ida as if the young Engine hero has made a particularly funny joke. He looks out at the class and takes a deep breath before his next statement:

“This afternoon Recovery Girl and Midnight will be joining us as we discuss a crucial topic. We are going to walk you through an Intro to our Sex Ed curriculum.”

The class is silent. Then, a hiss rises from the back right of the classroom.

“Yesssss. Yesss! Finally! You’re finally granting permission for us to appreciate all of the gorgeous ladies in our class! It’s my time to shine - ”  Mineta’s unhinged chattering is silenced when Mr. Aizawa easily wraps him in his capture gear.

“Does anyone else have an inappropriate comment to share?” The teacher asks lazily. The class says nothing. Mineta whimpers pathetically beneath the layers of binding cloth and Erase rHead ignores him.

There’s a bright knock at the classroom entrance. Before anyone can answer, the large door flies open to reveal UA staff members Midnight and Recovery Girl. As usual, Midnight is sparkling with energy, smiling devilishly at the class as she glides into the room. Recovery Girl has less flare as she steps into the classroom – her movements are quiet and stiff. The wrinkles on her face tell stories of a lifetime of hero work.

“Hello, Class.” The school nurse says as she stands before them all. “I’m so sorry we didn’t get to this conversation at the beginning of the year. There’s just been so much chaos and injury lately surrounding UA, we weren’t able to prioritize the Sex Ed curriculum the way we normally do.” She beams at them, looking pleased to be out of the infirmary for once.

Midnight sweeps her arms out dramatically. “Your changing hormones are no doubt running rampant! We’re here to tame you little demons. Let me dominate this conversation and teach you the true meaning of pleasure.”

Mineta groans audibly from within his binding cocoon, and a look of disgust flashes across Mr. Aizawa’s face.

“Settle down, Midnight.” He turns to address the class at large. “As part of the curriculum we will have monthly Sex Ed & Health seminars run by Midnight, Recover Girl and me. During these sessions we will discuss the basics surrounding reproduction, consent, and safety. We will also split into small groups where you can feel more comfortable to ask potentially embarrassing questions.”

“To kick things off for today, we’re not going to give you the classic “your bodies are changing” lecture you get in middle school. Instead, we’re going to set some ground rules for living in a shared dorm space with classmates your age.” Mr. Aizawa shifts on his feet and looks over at Recover Girl, prompting her to take over.

The elderly hero shuffles up to the front of the class and grins up at them through thick coke bottle glasses. “Here’s the deal, kids. We realize that you all live on the campus and that your scholarly lives overlap with your home lives in a new and unique way. This is a unique situation, and we ask that you do your best to prioritize your studies and your health at all times. If you find yourselves struggling with your mental or physical health, we ask that you speak to one of us and we can create a plan together to help you get on track.”

“Additionally, we’re expecting you to be respectful of each other’s personal space. You all share a dorm, so between class and dorm life you will be together 24/7. This can be fun since you’re fairly friendly with each other, but eventually there will likely be conflict and disputes. Please come to us for help mediating any tough living situations, we are more than happy to step in and help you sort through challenging relationships.”

“And speaking of challenging relationships…” Midnight cuts in, tossing her thick purple hair over her shoulder as she squares up to the class. “Let’s talk about dating.”

At this point, most of the class’s faces are bright red. The room’s vibe has shifted from curious to uncomfortable and awkward.

“Most of you are 16 now, and understandably you may start to take notice of your classmates in new ways. You may want to explore relationships beyond friendship.” Midnight winks at your class meaningfully. “You are all independent young adults and we can’t control how you feel about one another. But unfortunately, we will be enforcing a strict no dating policy this year.”

“What!?” Mina and Toru cry out in unison. Midnight’s mouth quirks into a sad smile and she looks over at the girls. “Sorry, ladies. We have never had a dorm program before, so there is still much to figure out. Obviously we aren’t going to monitor you all 24/7. But we are going to trust that you are all being appropriate in the dorms and respectful of each other. And that means no dating and no physical relationships between students.” You feel your ears burning at those words, you wish you could look over to see Shoto’s reaction. Thankfully, you’re sure that he’s got his typical stoic look plastered on his face.

“Rest assured, there will be plenty of time in your life for dating and exploring your sexuality with consenting partners. But for now – you are all students first. Focus on making this year at UA count. Learn all you can and grow into strong, supple young heroes.”

Recovery Girl chimes in, a sweet smile on her face. “Despite our zero tolerance policy surrounding dating and physical relationships between students, we will be educating you on the finer points of consent, protection and building healthy relationships in our monthly seminars.”

Mr. Aizawa releases his hold on Mineta and drags himself back to the front of the classroom alongside his fellow educators. “Please remember – you are all minors. We want to reinforce that relationships with adults are strictly forbidden. If any adult approaches you inappropriately at an internship, at an agency or in public we implore you to report it to us so we can deal with it and keep you safe. Many people around Japan know who you are due to the televised broadcast of the sport’s festival. I’m not saying this to scare you – but I want you to be aware that your faces are fairly well known and not every fan that approaches you has good intentions.” He rearranges his binding scarf around his shoulders before looking back out at his class.

“Are there any questions?” Mr. Aizawa scans the room with interest. You turn your head to see if anyone is raising their hand. To your surprise, Shoto’s arm is in the air.

“Yes, Todoroki.” Midnight calls on him, pointing at him with her wildly inappropriate tiny leather whip. “What’s your question?”

“I don’t understand.” Shoto says in his typical flat tone. “You’re going to teach us about sex but you don’t want us to have it?”

And just like that, the tension in the room breaks. The entire class is laughing out loud.

“I’m serious.” Shoto says blankly, not understanding the giggles surrounding him. “Shouldn’t we be executing practical examples of the knowledge we’re learning? Isn’t that how our training works?” Shoto’s brow is creased a bit in obvious frustration, but this just makes everyone laugh even harder. Even Bakugo is joining in at this point.

“Why Icy Hot – you tryin’ to get laid!?” Katsuki cackles out, adding to the chaos.

“Quiet.” Mr. Aizawa’s quirk activates, his hair rising up into the air intimidatingly. The laughter fades quickly. The teacher decides to take mercy on Shoto. “We’re going to give you knowledge and background on these subjects so that if you do eventually want to have a physical relationship after graduation, you’ll be able to do it safely.”

“Think of it this way.” Midnight says, putting a finger to her chin as she talks it through. “We’ll be teaching you Sex Ed theory. Later on in life you can use what you’ve learned and practically apply that theory.”

Shoto still seems a little miffed, but finds this answer acceptable.

“Any other questions?” Recovery Girl prompts.

Mina raises her bright pink hand. “Are the other years allowed to date? Or is it just our year?”

“That’s a good question.” Recovery Girl says encouragingly. “As of right now, dating and relationships are off limits for all course levels. However, we have made a few exceptions for members of the senior class who have recently turned 18 and are in good standing with their grades and internships.”

“Isn’t the age of consent in Japan 16?” Kaminari raises his hand but doesn’t wait to be called on. “Most of us here are 16 – why can’t we date?”

“This is what we have decided on as a faculty. You will abide by these rules.” Mr. Aizawa says firmly, causing Kaminari to shrink back into his chair. “Any other questions?”

No one else raises their hand. “Thanks for the time everyone. You all know where to find me!” Recovery Girl waves kindly at everyone as she makes her exit.

Midnight cocks her hip and waves her leather whip around one final time, signaling an end to their awkward discussion. “Thanks for listening, class! I’m excited to take this journey of physical maturation with you all.” And with that, she leaves as well.

Mr. Aizawa looks out at them all, clearly exhausted. He lifts his arm and reveals a small clicker in his hand. He hits the combination of buttons that open up their hero costume closet. “Alright, everyone – get changed and meet at the gym for combat training. It’s going to be a long afternoon.”

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Combat training is exhausting as per usual. It’s so intense that you don’t have the headspace to really mull over all that Aizawa, Midnight and Recover Girl have told you. One big question does eat away at your nerves, though – given the class wide dating ban, will Shoto want things between the two of you to end?

During the training class, Shoto doesn’t even glance your way. You ignore him in kind, focusing all your energy on your sparring matches with Tsu and Ochaco. The whole afternoon is intense, your body quickly becoming sore from all the movement. When the bell rings to signal the end of classes, you’re immensely grateful. You troop to the locker room with the other girls and indulge in a long, hot shower.

You have a quick dinner in Class A’s dorm with the rest of your class, scarfing down some leftovers as you complete some homework at one of the many kitchen tables. Shoto sits down next to you with his own meal and textbooks.

He makes a show of setting up his homework – opening his textbooks slowly and laying out all of his pens on the table between the two of you. As he sets out a pencil, he purposefully flicks it so that it rolls into your bowl of soup. You look up at him in surprise and he flashes you a gentle smile, moving his hand to grab the rogue writing implement. He touches his pinkie to yours for a few seconds as he scoops up the pencil. The light touch sends electricity up your arm and you quickly pull it away.

You know that Shoto did it purposefully by the way he smirks at your reaction. You work quietly next to each other for the next hour, studying in parallel. It feels strangely intimate and strange – it’s almost like in studying next to each other, you’re flaunting your secret for all to see. Part of you keeps waiting for Shoto to turn to you and ask to review the day’s earlier Sex Ed discussion, but he keeps his head down in his work.

After an hour or so he packs up his books and gets ready to leave. Before he does so, he glances around to ensure that everyone else is occupied before he reaches towards you and draws a small star in the corner of your notebook page. A moment later, he’s gone – marching back to his dorm room with his stack of books and writing instruments.

You stare down at the tiny star, a smile pulling at your lips. You’re not sure exactly what Shoto intended the star to mean. But you’re sure as hell that if Shoto was breaking off your little hookup arrangement, he wouldn’t take the time to scribble a sweet doodle in the margins of your notebook. Maybe you should just text him and ask what he wants to do – what he thinks? You shake your head to clear it before diving back into your English homework.

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A few hours later, you end your evening in Mina’s room.

You and Mina are huddled on the floor around Toru, who is drawing out a battle plan on a small white board.

“Alright.” Toru says, concentrating. “Here’s a list of all the supplies we would need to throw a totally-rad-top-secret-awesome party. And here are all of the variables we will need to figure out in order to pull it off in secret – distracting Mr. Vlad King is going to be our biggest challenge. Ugh, and then there’s Monoma. We’re gonna need to keep him from blowing up our spot again this time.”

Mina grabs the dry erase marker from Toru’s hand and quickly crosses Monoma off of the list. “He won’t be a problem this time around.”

You give Mina a questioning look. She waves you off. “We’ll get to that in a minute. Let’s focus on party supplies first. We will need to pick up soft drinks, chips and snacks. We can ask someone to grab paper goods like cups, plates, napkins, etcetera…ooo we should ask Sato to make some sweets!”

“Do you really think the whole class is going to be up for this? They’re all still way pissed about the curfew rule.” You ask skeptically.

“I’ve started asking around on the down low.” Toru chimes in, drawing some hearts stars in the corners of the white board. “So far everyone is pretty interested. I think the class needs a break to blow off some steam. Our course load has been so crazy lately, it’s been a while since we were last able to have some fun as a group.”

“Who did you ask?” You’re curious.

“Despite some initial hesitance, Ochaco and Tsu are in. They convinced YaMomo to come as well. I think she even said she’d bring some tea or something. Midoriya is all in, too – he’s going to work on getting the class rep to be cool with everything. Shoto and Tokoyami said they’d show up if it happened, but they weren’t too keen on helping with the planning process. Sero and Kirishima said they can help us with any heavy lifting. That’s it so far – I’m going to keep spreading the word tomorrow.” She notes all of the people who have expressed interest down on her white board.

“What about Minetta?” Mina asks, making a clear yuck face. “Like, I know he’s a member of our class. But lately he’s been extra gross.”

“Ugh…yeah we kinda have to invite him, don’t we?” You say, thinking back to a time earlier in the month when Minetta tried to smack your ass in the cafeteria. “He’s the worst.”

You’re distracted when you feel your phone buzz in your pocket. It’s Shoto. You turn to read your phone so that the others can’t easily see the screen.

Shoto: Hey Y/N. I have been thinking a lot about the Sex Ed class today. I’m concerned that by continuing together we’re breaking the rules.

Y/N: Yeah, I was thinking the same.

Shoto: To be honest, I don’t really care about the rules. I think we should do it anyway.

You smile and warmth bubbles up your chest.

Y/N: I’m in if you’re in.

Shoto: I'm in 💯.

You set the phone down, trying to ensure you’re not smiling an unnatural amount.

It buzzes a second time. You flip it over, expecting another text from Shoto. Instead, you’re surprised to find a message from Honenuki.

Honenuki: Hey Y/N! Check out this song, it’s been a favorite of mine lately.

 You click on the link and it immediately takes you to a YouTube video for an old 1960s song. “Some Kind of Wonderful” by the Drifters. You hastily click pause before the song can buffer and start playing.

Y/N: Can’t wait to check it out!! Here’s one I’ve been listening to.

You shoot back a Spotify link to the latest Sabrina Carpenter song and put your phone back on the ground.

Honenuki: Sweet, I’ll take a listen!

“Oooo who’s texting you, Y/N!?” Toru puts down the white board so you can all get a clear view of it. She reaches for your phone but you snatch it away before she can grab it.

“No one crazy. Just Honenuki from earlier.”

You now have Toru and Mina’s full attention. “Whaaaaat!?” They both cry out, scrambling over each other to get closer to you.

“What did he say!?”

“Did he ask you out?”

“Is he confessing?”

“OMG does he want you to sneak out of our dorm and over to Class B’s so he can make sweet love to you!?”

This last comment from Mina brings you all to silence. And then you break into a fit of giggles.

“No, guys, its not like that! He’s just nice!”

“Ok, ok. We believe you.” Toru waves Mina’s comment off with invisible hands. “And its not like any of us can pursue a fated romance anyway. Not with the new “rules” that have been announced by Mr. Aizawa, Recovery Girl and Miss Midnight earlier today.

Mina rolls her eyes. “Yeah what the hell was that about? It really feels like these extra Sex Ed classes came out of nowhere.”

“Hmmm.” Toru caps her dry erase marker and presses it to her unseen lips. “I wonder if something happened to trigger this response from the teachers. Do you think people in one of the first year classes are actually dating?”

Your stomach drops.

Mina gasps. ��Oh my GOD! Do you think someone we know has been having sex!?” She shrieks out, and you and Toru shush her.

“Absolutely not!” Toru flails her arms around for good measure.

“There’s no way.” You say with a shaky laugh. You try to keep your face from flushing. A thought hits you. “And even if people were…doing sexual stuff…how would the teachers know?”

“Maybe someone got caught!” Mina declares, her antennae twitching thoughtfully. “Think about it…maybe a couple was sneaking around in the dorms and one of the teachers caught them banging on campus during a faculty patrol.”

“That would be so scandalous!” Toru yelps.

Your mind is whirring at 100 miles per hour. Did your teachers find out about your little rendezvous with Shoto Todoroki!? The timing seems so suspicious. You try to think back to the past 24 hours – had you left any clues? Had you been too loud? Your mind is in free-fall as you recall the way that Mr. Aizawa had knocked on Shoto’s dorm room door while the two of you were wrapped up in a compromising embrace.

You take a few calming breaths and try to snap yourself out of it. Really…even through Mr. Aizawa had knocked on Shoto’s locked door, how could he have possibly known what you and Shoto were up to on the other side of it? These new school policies had to be totally unrelated and a coincidence. Besides – it wasn’t a crime to be in another classmate’s room. Even if Mr. Aizawa had heard your voice from within Shoto’s dorm, there wasn’t any evidence that you and the youngest Todoroki were up to anything nefarious.

“Ok we are definitely going to investigate this whole situation further.” Mina grabs a hot pink post-it note and sharpie off her desk and returns to the floor. She peels off the top note and writes on it with big block letters: “Who’s Hooking Up At UA?” she sticks the post-it to the wall beside her desk alongside a few other notes listing out projects like “Master Ultimate Move” and “Ace Next Math Test.”

“This has become a mission of utmost importance. The UA tea must be spilled.” She says wisely.

You feign interest and nod in agreement as Toru lets out an affirmative “mhmm!”

At this exact moment, you wonder if you should tell your friends everything about you and Shoto and your steamy hookups. If you tell them now, you’re sure that they will help you figure out if Mr. Aizawa and the staff know that you’ve been intimately engaging with Todoroki. Mina and Toru are absolute masters of gossip and know exactly which strings to pull to get intel. They’re going to make amazing heroes one day, especially Toru with her insane stealth skills.

But no. It feels safer to keep it to yourself. Everything that’s happened – specifically Mr. Aizawa and Endeavor knocking on the door while you’re half naked and moaning in Shoto’s arms – is so totally embarrassing. You can’t bare the thought of explaining the whole situation to your two friends. Would they laugh? What if someone were to overhear? You think to all of the heroes in training with hearing and stealth-based quirks running around the school. Privacy was so hard to come by, it was so easy for it to be compromised. Now the boundaries that Mr. Aizawa had spoken about earlier this morning are stating to make sense to you. You’re all living in such close quarters and respecting each other’s privacy and personal space really should be paramount.

The real question on your mind is this – if you and Shoto continue to smooch in secret, how will you avoid getting caught? The entire student body is likely on high alert, looking for any potential transgressions surrounding the no dating rule.

“I wonder how the other classes are feeling about all these new rules?” You muse.

“We’ll know soon enough.” Mina says, checking her phone. “Actually, we’ll know in 2 minutes.”

“What do you mean?” You ask, nervous at her tone. Toru uncaps her dry erase marker and scribbles down a few more notes on the white board.

There’s an unexpected knock on the door that causes you and Toru to jump.

“The key to all of our plans has arrived.” Mina hops to her feet and scampers across the small dorm room. “Ladies, I present to you our secret weapon.”

She opens the door and reveals the last person you’d expect to be in the Class A dorm – Nieto Monoma.

Monoma stands in the doorway, tall and annoyingly handsome. He’s smiling genuinely and you’re surprised to see him looking so…normal. Typically when he’s within speaking distance of any Class A students he’s a loose cannon.

He smiles down at you and Toru, eyes flickering over to the white board. Toru reflexively moves to cover the plans with her arms, but being invisible it doesn’t do much to deter Monoma’s gaze.

“Hello ladies.” He says in that slippery tone of his. You’ve never seen Nieto in casual wear before. Tonight he’s wearing soft black sweatpants along with a grey band logo crewneck. When he’s acting like a normal human being, his face is actually quite attractive. His long blonde bangs fall gracefully across wide grey eyes in a graceful aristocratic way that reminds you a bit of Shoto. “I heard we’re going to get into some trouble together tonight.”

“Nope. Absolutely not.” You turn and glare at Mina, shooting her your best “WTF” expression.

“Mina! We can’t trust him – he ratted us out last time!” Toru says angrily, still unsuccessfully attempting to keep the whiteboard of plans out of site.

Monoma’s face creases into a frown. “Yeah…about that…”

Mina shushes him and beckons him into the small dorm room. She checks to make sure no one is out in the hall before closing the door soundly and turning the lock. She means business.

Monoma joins the three of you on the floor around the white board. In his dark attire, he looks very out of place among Mina’s hot pink room decor. Mina waits for everyone to get situated before speaking.

“Monoma is sorry. He reached out to me last week to formally apologize to us for tattling on our last party.” Mina says, straightforward and to the point. “He wants in on our next big bash.”

“What’s with this sudden change of heart?” You ask skeptically, crossing your arms as you survey Monoma’s face. He looks embarrassed, maybe even guilty as he meets your eyes.

“Well, you see - ” Monoma starts to speak, but Mina cuts him off with a quick wave of her hand.

“Let me do the talking, blondie.” She shuts him up. “Girls, this time around Monoma can’t rat us out – not now that we have leverage.”  She grins at you and Toru. “There’s something that Nieto here desperately wants. Something that only the three of us can provide at this time. And in exchange for that thing, Monoma is going to keep Mr. Vlad King out of our hair.”

“He can do that?” Toru says doubtfully.

“He can.” Mina says confidently, turning to the blonde intruder with a grin. “Okay, now you can apologize to them, Monoma.”

The Class B menace shifts uncomfortably on the floor, eyes slightly downcast. “Look, I know it was shitty of me to report you guys last time. I shouldn’t have - ”

“Yes it was shitty! We have a stupid curfew now because of you!” Toru bursts out, clearly pissed that her time is being wasted listening to Monoma.

“I know and I’m sorry!” He actually looks sincere. You wonder what the “leverage” Mina mentioned could be to make him act like a regular human being capable of remorse. “I was jealous of your class and the party and I didn’t think things through before I went to Mr. King. After I told him I…well, I regretted it immediately.” He hangs his head in shame and his regret actually feels sincere. His long blonde bangs cover his eyes and he stares at the ground, waiting for you all to speak.

“We would have invited Class B had we known you were interested. But we were under the, ugh, impression that some of you hated us so we didn’t even think to reach out about the party.” You say, feeling a tiny bit sympathetic at the way Monoma’s head is miserably flopped over. “Honestly we didn’t think our whole plan through last time, which is why it was so easy for the whole thing to fall apart.”

There’s a pause. Toru chimes in “Yeah, we definitely could have thought our plans through more. But your hatred for our class contributed to the disaster.”

“I don’t hate your class.” Monoma says slowly, feeling out his words. “I’m just…jealous of all the attention you guys get from the media and from the teachers. I thought that was pretty obvious. We’ve all worked so hard to get here; I thought that once I got to UA it would be an even playing field. But so often it feels like Class A gets preferential treatment.”

“I can see how you would feel that way.” Toru says stiffly, still unwilling to trust Monoma. “That’s a reasonable feeling. But you could have just tried to get to know us instead of acting like such an asshole all the time! We don’t want Class A to always be in the spotlight the way it is. Surely you see that.”

Monoma sighs. “For the past year I’ve really let my insecurities rule the way I act towards other people. And it’s made me an absolute dick. Look, guys, I’m legitimately sorry and I really want to help you make this party thing work. I’d understand if you don’t trust me and if you don’t want me involved. But please give me a second chance.”

You look at him distrustfully. “You’re saying all the right things, pretty boy. But what I really want to know – what’s this supposed “leverage” that we have over you here? How can we guarantee you’re not trying to lull us into a false sense of security so that you can eventually betray us?”

Mina grins. “Do you want to tell them, Monoma? Or should I?”

Nieto blushes, patches of scarlet bloom on his pale cheeks. “W-well…Mina said she could do something for me. Something I haven’t had the courage to try to do on my own - ”

“Spit it out.” Toru says, clearly reveling in his discomfort. “We don’t have all day.”

“R-right.” Monoma takes a deep breath, trying to regain his usual swagger. “There are two things that I want. The last time I reported your little scheme was because I was jealous I wasn’t invited. So obviously this time around I’d like Class B to be part of the party. And the second thing I’d like – a chance at a kiss.”

“You sound crazy.” You smirk at him. But you glance over at Mina and she nods at him, encouraging him to continue.

“So I figured as a more formal apology I could help you all pull off this party. I can distract Mr. Vlad King and make sure you don’t get caught. And in exchange, you could invite my class and give me a turn at Spin the Bottle.”

This is a lot to digest. You’ve never heard Monoma speak so rationally before, and you still fear it’s some kind of elaborate ruse. Also…he’s interested in your game of Spin the Bottle!? Weird.

“So who do you want to kiss?” Toru asks, a giggle bubbling up. “…Kendo!?”

Monoma looks away, embarrassed.

“Nope, that’s not it.” You say, grinning at Monoma’s obvious embarrassment. “If you don’t tell us, we have no shot at making it happen for you.”

“It’s Hitoshi Shinso.” Mina says knowingly, crossing her arms. “You want us to rig spin the bottle so that you’ll be able to kiss Shinso.”

You and Toru gasp and Monoma’s cheeks get red again. He covers his face with his hands, hiding himself from sight.

“Shinso!?” You and Toru cry out in shock. Monoma looks up at you all, his eyes wide. He’s got that unhinged look that you’ve come to expect from him during training exercises.

“Of course it’s Shinso!” Monoma bursts out – he’s back to his usual self. “He’s a goddamn wonder! He’s the only member of your class that truly deserves the prestige that Class A seems to exude!”

“Dial it back, dude.” Mina admonishes, and Monoma comes back to himself.

 “Listen. At this point, you guys have been around me in our joint training sessions enough times to know that I can be…challenging as a classmate and as a friend. Shinso doesn’t treat me like I’m some kind of burden or freak. Over the past semester, he’s become one of my closest friends. He’s kind and thoughtful and brave. Jeez, I have such a massive crush on him, I’m not even sure what to do at this point.”

He rubs the back of his neck in embarrassment but continues on. “I overheard you all talking about your crazy ‘spin the bottle’ plan last month and its been stuck in my brain ever since. It would be the perfect way for me to organically be affectionate with Shinso. I don’t have the courage to confess my feelings to him on my own, and I thought that maybe… well maybe if the two of us kissed, then I could finally know how he feels about me. I could see if we’re more than friends.”

“Anyway I really shouldn’t have ratted you out to the teachers, that wasn’t cool. You have my sincere apologies.”

“What’s in it for us, Phantom Thief?” You cross your arms.

“Monoma is going to help keep Mr. Vlad King off of our trail. He and Class B are going to cause a diversion that will keep any teachers away from our party for a few golden hours. And a few members of Class B want to come to the party, of course.”

“How long have you been working through this Mina?” Toru asks in awe.

“Monoma and I started chatting about it after he ruined out last party. I went to confront him about being such an asshole, and he actually apologized immediately.”

“Now how are we going to guarantee a kiss between Shinso and Monoma?” You wonder aloud to your friends.

Mina gives her trademark toothy grin. “Leave that to me.”

You survey him, still untrusting. “We’ll think about it. But first, I want some intel.” He looks up at you curiously – he clearly wasn’t expecting this.

“So what does Class B think about the whole Sex Ed thing and these new rules? Where do you think this is all stemming from? Tell us what you know.”

“Hm.” He smirks at the three of you. “Alright.” Monoma launches into a detailed description of his day. It sounds extremely similar to your own experience - Midnight and Recovery Girl had joined Class B for a similar talk during their morning courses. Class B was just as shocked by the Sex Ed discussions and the new dating rules as Class A. According to Monoma, there are a handful of couples within the class that have been dating for a while. He wonders aloud if maybe the new dating rules are specifically targeted at them.

“People in Class B are hooking up!?” Toru gasps at the tea. “Who!?”

Apparently Shihai Kuroiro and Kinoko Komori have been dating for quite a few months, and Kosei Tsuburaba and Sen Kalibara have some kind of sexual tension situation going on where they might be dating in secret but no one is truly sure.  Oh and Setsuna dated Rin for a while, but they broke up and it was a whole dramatic thing. I think she’s started going out with Reiko now.”

You are shocked at the amount of dating drama Monoma is describing amongst Class B’s members. You instantly feel relieved, realizing that the dating ban can’t possible be about you and Shoto. It’s clearly a response to Class B’s previously uninhibited horniness.

“So are they all stopping now that the dating ban has been put into place?” Mina asks, clearly loving all of the intel.

“I think for the most part everyone is just going to continue on with whatever they’re doing. Everyone will just be a little more careful in front of the teachers and staff.” Monoma says thoughtfully. “I’m sure these rules are more about Class B than Class A – I don’t think I’ve heard anything about dating in your class?”

“Nope.” Mina provides helpfully. “No relationships that we know of at least. There’s definitely tension between certain members of our class. And we’re absolutely going to see if we can play on that tension with our Spin the Bottle pairings.”

“Mina, we can’t control who kisses who in Spin the Bottle. That’s the whole point of the game – the unpredictability of it all!” Toru says in shock.

“Oh so you’re saying you don’t want to kiss Ojiro?” Mina smirks at your friend.

“I’m not saying that.” Toru amends. “But there’s no way for us to pull the strings with this game. We’re at the mercy of the bottle!”

“Like I said earlier…leave that to me.” Mina winks.

When he’s acting like a normal person, Monoma isn’t actually all that bad. He’s actually pretty genius when it comes to strategy. Toru passes her white board over to him and he assesses your plan so far.

“What do you think?” Toru asks. Your current plan to distract Mr. Vlad King relies on a series of continuously unhinged prank calls that will divert him to different parts of the campus over the course of two hours. It’s not a great plan, but it’s the best you all have come up with in the past half hour.

“It’s a start, but I have a much better plan.” He reaches out his hand for the dry erase marker. Toru hands it over easily. He uses the palm of his hand to erase out a corner of free space. He draws two squares and marks the “Class A” and “Class B.”  He then sketches out another rectangular shape to represent the faculty and staff living quarters. “We’ll need to intercept Mr. King in between the faculty building and the student dorm buildings. I can run up to Mr. King and tell him that I have an urgent issue that I need his help with. I’ll lead him away from the dorm buildings and towards the combat training facilities.”

“What will you tell him?” Mina asks, leaning forward on her elbows.

“I’m going to say that a student from Class A went to do some solo training at night and ended up getting himself into trouble. Then I’ll point him in that direction before returning to the Class B dorms.”

“What student from Class A will be the diversion?” You wonder aloud.

Monoma’s smile sparkles in the light of Mina’s fairy lights. “Minoru Mineta.”

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The week goes by faster than you anticipated. You get pulled back into the whirlwind of UA life – classes, tests, training, studying. It’s all so much and sometimes you feel like you can barely breathe. You’re so busy you barely have time to grab a private moment with Shoto.

Late on Wednesday night, you’re lounging in the common area with Mina, Ochaco and Tsu studying for an upcoming English exam. You’re starting to get sleepy when you receive a text:

Shoto: Hey Y/N. Up for a quick study session?

You smile, knowing that he probably means he wants to hookup. You feel pretty prepared for the upcoming test and are caught up on all of your homework…so why not?

Y/N: Absolutely. Meet in my room in 10?

Shoto: See you then.

You make some lame excuse to your friends about needing beauty rest and hustle your way to your bedroom, tossing your book bag on the floor as you make sure everything is clean and tidy. Everything is in its place and your bed is made for once. You breathe a sigh of relief – Shoto is just so put together. It would be a little embarrassing for him to see your room in a messy state.

It’s been a few days since your last tryst with Shoto and between classwork and training those days feel like they’ve passed as months. Your body is exhausted from training but you feel jittery and horny at the thought of all the things Shoto will do to you when he arrives.

A moment later, there’s a knock. You wrench open your door with nervous, bubbling energy. You pull Shoto into your room and lock the door behind him soundly.

“You weren’t followed, right?” You whisper breathlessly as you loop your arms around his neck and move to give him a kiss on the cheek.

“This isn’t a spy movie, Y/N.” He winces as you kiss him, and you grimace as you notice a delicate bruise blooming on the side of his face from a rough training class. You step away to take him in – aside from the slight bruise on his face, he looks relatively unharmed. He’s wearing a pair of navy blue sweatpants paired with a plain grey t-shirt. The short sleeves of the shirt really show off his toned hero-in-training arms. His muscles bulge gently around the stack of books he’s cradling in his arms.

“What are the books for?” You ask curiously.

He looks at you, confused. “I thought we were studying.”

Oh. You face palm. Sometimes it’s easy to forget that Shoto is so goddamn literal. You do like that about him – he tends to be mercifully straightforward and his motivations are easy to understand. He’s not cryptic like the other boys in your class - Kaminari who hides his nervousness behind flirtation or Bakugo whose true feelings are constantly masked behind aggression and death threats. No, Shoto is all softness and direct communication. You need to remember that.

“Shoto, I thought you wanted to do another kind of studying.” You waggle your eyebrows and wonder if he’ll catch on to your innuendo. He doesn’t.

“So you don’t want to prepare for the English test on Monday?” He asks, confusion coloring his voice. “I thought I was pretty clear that I wanted to study from the way I texted you.”

You facepalm.

“No, Shoto, I want to make out.” You state plainly.

“Oh. Oh!” Shoto tosses his books to the ground and grabs you by the waist, wrapping his arms around you as he dips to briefly connect your lips. He breaks the kiss and looks down at you, smiling softly. “We can make out.”

You roll your eyes playfully and reach up to cup his lovely face. “We can definitely study together later though.” You lean in and touch his lips with your own. He groans into your mouth, eager.

“I was looking for an excuse to hangout with you.” He admits in between kisses. “This is really nice, but I like spending time with you outside of physical intimacy. You know that, right?”

You smile into his lips. “I like that you’re so straightforward Shoto. But now I feel bad – do you want to actually study? I don’t want you to get a bad grade because of me.”

“No, I don’t really care about studying anymore.” He tightens his grip on your hips and turns you so that your back is against the door. He moves to kiss across your jawline, down your neck. His hands drift up to the hem of your shirt and he moves to pull it easily over your head.

“Holy fuck.” You breathe out as he presses you back into the solid wood door. His movements are gentle, but firm as he keeps you in place. He kisses down the expanse of your clavicle, letting his tongue roam smoothly across the tops of your breasts. He shifts to get down on his knees so that he can move his mouth across your stomach, kissing and licking the exposed skin there. He stops for a moment to take his phone out of his pocket and lay it on your desk before diving back into spreading kisses across your skin. Wherever his lips touch, he leaves a trail of goose bumps in his wake. He reaches up, up, up with his fingers so that he can wander the stretch of your bra–clad tits. He takes his time, smoothing fingertips over the cotton cups of your bra until he finds the places where your nipples lay underneath. He pinches lightly on the fabric and it’s enough to make you moan.

“Shh.” He whispers against your stomach, quieting you. It feels incredible, to have your body worshiped this way by Shoto. Each of his movements is so purposeful, so tender. You never want it to end.

“You promise you’re not going to fail English class due to my seductiony ways?” You ask weakly as he continues to kiss towards your belly button. Shoto laughs softly, a happy sound.

“I swear that pleasuring you isn’t going to ruin my grades. At least not yet. Can I take off your bra?” He asks quietly, bright eyes gazing up at you questioningly.

“Um, duh. Yeah you can take it off.” You say, wanting him to keep going. This pulls a grin out of Shoto’s typically serious face. The small bruise on his cheek crinkles along his smile lines. His hands slide up your body and around to your back. He fiddles with the clip to your bra for a few moments before managing to undo the clasp. He slides the straps down your shoulders, and slowly pulls the cotton fabric away from your body to reveal your perky breasts. The room is chillier than you thought, and your nipples harden as they are exposed to the crisp air conditioning. Shoto looks up at you with a look of awe.

“Incredible.” He breathes, before leaning up to take a nipple into his mouth. He swirls his tongue around your pert bud, eliciting another moan from your sweet mouth. He doesn’t bother to shush you this time, instead moving to knead at your other breast with his sure fingers while he uses his lips to suck on your nipple. He continues this for a while – using his mouth on both of your breasts and ensuring each gets equal attention. You bite your lip and try to keep quiet, running your fingers through his two toned hair and nodding encouragingly when he does something you like.

By the time he gets to his feet so he can kiss you on the mouth once more, you’re absolutely soaking wet. There’s a spark between your legs that you’re having a hard time ignoring. You need him in the absolute worst way.

“Sit in my desk chair.” You whine, pushing lightly at his chest so you can get away from the door.

“Hmm?” He says, clearly not listening. His eyes are hazy with desire as he looks at you.

“The chair.” You point. “Sit down.” He doesn’t ask any questions or argue, he walks over to the chair and takes a seat.

“Thank God.” You say as you walk over to him, tossing a leg over his lap so you can straddle him. You brace your hands on either side of Shoto, gripping the back of the chair as you make yourself comfortable. You lean down and capture his lips in a scorching kiss as you sit down, cowgirl style, on his lap. He’s so deliciously hard beneath you, and you’re thankfully both wearing sweatpants so the friction between you is buttery and smooth as you find the perfect angle to grind your pussy against him.

“Y’N.” Shoto groans out in surprise, there’s no way he could have anticipated this. He literally thought you two were going to study tonight. You grin and move your hips fluidly, grinding against his fat cock again. You’d do anything to satisfy the need that’s building up in your core.

“Shoto…Shoto put your hands on my - ” You don’t even need to finish your sentence, Shoto hears you loud and clear. He reaches for your breasts and plays with your nipples as you dry hump him on your desk chair.

“Ah! Yes!” You manage to say between gritted teeth. “Shoto, I think I’m gonna…”

He presses his lips to your own, essentially shutting you up as you bounce on his lap, grinding your way to an orgasm. He slides his hands down to your hips and helps guide your movements, shifting a bit beneath you. The new position presses the tip of his hard cock against your clit the next time your hips roll. Its wonderful and delightful and just the thing that pushes you over the edge. The orgasm hits you in a wave and you break away from Shoto’s lips so you can gasp in pleasure as you ride it out. Shoto is smiling at you, so open and genuine. He’s enjoying watching you get off – it shows on his face and in the way his cock twitches against you beneath a few layers of clothing.

When you finally come down from your high, you pull him into a hug and slump against his shoulder.

“Fuuuuck, Shoto.” You whisper, your breath slowing down. “That felt so good.” He brings his hand up slowly and traces an icy finger down your sweaty back. You feel your muscles relax beneath his touch.

“You’re incredible, Y/N. Thank you for that.” He says, voice tinged with something akin to awe.

You stifle a laugh. “You’re thanking me for cumming?”

“Thank you for being comfortable enough with me to do that. It means a lot.”

“Shoto, you are literally the sweetest.” You press a kiss to his soft cheek before slowly removing yourself from his lap. “Dang, between this morning’s practice and what we did just now…I am sore.” You find your shirt on the floor and throw it back on over your bare chest. You scoop up your bra from the floor and toss it in the hamper.

“Maybe I can help.” Shoto stands up from the chair and strolls over to your bed, hoisting himself up onto the tall mattress before beckoning you to join him.

“You’ve already helped me so much tonight.” You say, fluttering your lashes up at him until he blushes.

“Just get up here.” He pulls you up onto the mattress and into his lap so that your back is against his chest. You can feel he’s still a bit hard beneath your butt, but he seems to be ignoring his boner in favor of taking care of you. A true gentleman – Kirishima would be impressed.

“Where are you sore?” He asks, resting a hand on your waist.

“My lower back.” You point to the spot. Shoto lifts up your shirt and covers the sore muscles with his strong left hand. He spreads his fingers wide, covering as much surface area as possible before activating his quirk. His left hand slowly warms up like a hot compress. You feel his palm grow steadily warmer and you feel instant relief flood through your back, making you sleepy and comfortable.

“Shoto, this is heaven.” You praise, leaning your head back against his chest and letting your eyelids drop. He kisses the top of your head.

“Good. I just want to make you feel good Y/N.” He lets you relax into his hand and doze for a bit. You’re comfortable and happy and feeling very cared for. The silence is comfortable, but after a few minutes Shoto starts to hum an old 90s song and the rhythm of it lulls you into a true sleep.

An annoying buzzing sound wakes you. Over on your desk, your phone is buzzing and blinking incessantly – someone is trying really hard to get ahold of you. You ignore it, trying to focus all of your attention on the way that Shoto’s right hand is carding through your hair.

“Mmm.” You hum with pleasure as he drags delicate fingertips through your scalp. Your phone continues to buzz. You’re annoyed and can’t enjoy yourself properly. You reach out and stop Shoto’s hand before it can go any further. “I should really check that.”

You get to your feet and adjust your sweatpants, secretly cursing whoever is trying to get ahold of you. You open up your phone and the screen reads “Mina Ashido: 4 missed calls.” Huh? You quickly hit redial. The phone barely rings once before Mina is squealing into the phone.

“Mr. Aizawa is doing a curfew checks! Make sure you’re in your room!” She all but shouts into the phone.

“What!?”

“It’s only 10:05 and he gave Toru and I detention for being out in the common area past curfew! He said he’s doing bed checks and knocking on doors next. Are you in your room!?”

“OMG!” You hang up on Mina and frantically wave your arms at Shoto.

“Aizawa is doing bed checks! You need to get to your room now!”

Shoto’s eyes widen and he quickly scoops up his English books from the floor. You push him towards the exit in a panic. You wrench the door open and quickly look up and down the hallway – it’s mercifully empty. Mr. Aizawa clearly hasn’t gotten to this floor yet.

“Okay, it’s all clear – go, go, go!” You push Shoto from the room bodily, his eyes still large and overwhelmed as he goes.

“But wait, I didn’t get to kiss you goodbye - ”

“This is life or death Shoto! Get out of here!” You push him in the direction of the staircase and quickly shut your door behind him. You hear his footsteps recede down the hallway and breathe a sigh of relief.

You call Mina back in a hurry. “Hey, sorry I hung up! I was out in the hall and had to make a beeline to my room before Aizawa made an appearance. He hasn’t been up to my dorm yet.”

“Thank goodness I got ahold of you before you got caught after hours! Lucky timing.” Mina sighs. “Now Toru and I need to spend tomorrow evening cleaning the classroom since we ‘broke curfew.’ This is bogus!”

“Wait that sucks.” You look in your mirror and fix your static hair as you chat. Suddenly, you have an idea. “I can come and help you, though. We can discuss our master plan while we clean!”

Mina laughs. “That would make it more fun! You’re such a good friend Y/N. I can always trust you to make things a little brighter.” You feel a knot form in your stomach at these words – Mina still has no idea about you and Todoroki. The magnitude of this secret weighs heavily in your heart. You bite your lip with anxiety. Should you tell her? She majorly saved your butt with that warning call…

“You too, Mina. You’re the best.” You say. You can’t seem to find the words to explain your Shoto situation to her, so you opt not to tell her. Your stomach continues to turn over in guilty knots. You hear hard footsteps coming up the hall, followed by the sound of distant knocking. “Oh my goodness I think Mr. Aizawa just made it to this floor. I’d better go.”

“Bye, girl! Text me!” Mina hangs up, leaving you to finish adjusting your appearance in the mirror. You make yourself presentable, pulling your hair up into a clean ponytail and adjusting your clothes to look less rumpled. A moment later, there’s a hard knock on the door.

You take a deep breath to center yourself and try not to look super ultra guilty when you open the door. Your teacher stands looming in the doorway, his hero costume looking a bit worse for wear. He must have just come back from patrol. He looks world weary and exhausted, the deep shadows under his eyes look worse than usual. His eyes are bloodshot – a typical side effect of his quirk.

“Oh, hi Mr. Aizawa. Is everything alright?” You ask brightly.

He glares down at you, but not unkindly. With his reddened eyes, he just tends to glare.

“Just doing a random check to make sure everyone’s sticking to curfew.” He says, voice gravely. “I’m surprised you weren’t in the common room with Ashido and Hagakure, you’re usually inseparable.”

You blink nervously at this – is he onto you or are you just being paranoid?

“Yeah I wanted to get some quiet reading done tonight. And you know how they are…definitely not quiet.” That’s the dumbest thing you’ve said all day, but for some reason Aizawa buys it.

“Yeah you kids are definitely one of the rowdier classes I’ve had over the years.” His sour look softens into an almost-smile. “Please go to bed at a reasonable time – we have a lot of training this week.”

“Will do!” You chirp out – you can’t believe you’re actually getting away from this situation unscathed.

He moves on to the next room and mutters quietly, almost to himself - “I caught Todoroki out of his dorm, too. We’re going to need to review the definition of “curfew” in homeroom class tomorrow.” He gives you a vague wave and you shut the door quickly, breathless. So Shoto didn’t make it to his room – from the sound of it, he ran right into Aizawa on the stairs.

You reach for your phone to text Shoto about the situation, typing out a quick “You got caught!?” accompanied by some shocked emoji faces. You hit send, and are surprised when you hear a buzzing noise coming from the direction of your bed – in his haste to escape your room, Shoto left his phone on your pillow.

“Aw, crap.” You scoop up the phone in its plain grey case and see your own text flash against the screen. You place it on your nightstand and resolve to discreetly give it to Shoto before class the next morning. Poor Shoto – caught for breaking curfew. You feel bad knowing that you’re the reason he likely has detention with Toru and Mina.

You get ready for bed - pulling on your comfiest pajamas and smoothing moisturizer across the planes of your face. You’re exhausted and still basking in the afterglow of your little hookup with Shoto. It would be so nice if he were here with you right now to cuddle. You wish you could run your fingers through his soft hair and watch him fall asleep in your arms again. Despite his absolute insane skills in combat training, Shoto is such a sweet quiet soul. You want to praise him for his sweetness, and help him realize that there are so many wonderful pieces of him aside from his powerful quirk.

You settle into bed and get comfy amongst your plushies, settling in for a good night’s rest. Your alarm is already scheduled for the next morning, but you double check that it’s set anyway. You take a moment to scroll through Instagram and are startled when Shoto’s phone starts to buzz on your night table. You scoop it up out of habit and read the screen. It’s a text from YaMomo.

Momo: “Hey Shoto, you left your sweatshirt in my dorm room yesterday evening. Come pick it up tomorrow? Good night.”

Um…WTF!?

End of Chapter.

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OMG wowwww I have been working on this update for a while! I have been writing Part 4 + 5 simultaneously, so you won't need to wait that long for the next update to drop! Part 5 is going to be *even more steamy.* In the next part, our character and her friends throw a big party and the class participates in a high stakes game of ~spin the bottle.~ I think you're all going to really enjoy it (and all of the ensuing drama, ofc!).

Thanks so much for reading and for your continued support on this + other stories! I hope that this was worth the wait. ☺️ Feel free to check out my other spicy works on The Master List pinned to the top of my blog!

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MASTER POST

The Experimental Monster Laboratory, or Monster Labs, is a TADC AU where the cast is in the physical world! Sorta..

C&A Research Facilities is one of the cornerstones of the science and medical worlds! They do everything; funding research, manufacturing equipment, and research into the known and unknown in an effort to understand everything. To the public, that is.

They experiment heavily in everything, from hiring literal Gods on earth to manage the more ..sensitive divisions; mixing machine and magic, technology and the supernatural, genetic experimentation, you name it, they’ve probably done it! The world outside may not know anything of the advancements they’re researching but there is little C&A Labs won’t allow in the name of progress in understanding and cataloging everything in their universe. Our story takes place in one of the more private residencies deep in C&A, belonging to Caine; a minor God with mysterious origins, unknown limitations, and boundless enthusiasm for learning everything he can about his little science friends.

╰┈➤ Content

╚═ Unnamed fic (Coming soon...) ╚═ Bubble can cook?? .

╰┈➤ Asks

╚═ Does Pomni act like a zombie? ╚═ Is Zooble's Demon Snake Leg happy? ╚═ Gangle is in a Situation.png ╚═ Gangle's temperament ╚═ Has Ragatha ever shocked anyone? ╚═ Gangle love RAAAH ╚═ Do Caine and Ragatha fight over Pomni? ╚═ Why did Gangle summon a demon? ╚═ Why does Pomni wear a bell collar? ╚═ Kinger's eye ╚═ What if there was a baby crying? ╚═ Death trauma [Gangle and Pomni] ╚═ Kinger has ONE hobby outside of Bugs ╚═ Is Zooble protective of Gangle? ╚═ What happens when you touch Pomni's brain? ╚═ JAX DATED SOMEONE?? ╚═ What does Jax do? .

╰┈➤ References

╚═ Intro Cards ╚═ Height Chart Lineup ╚═ Zooble Demon Snake Leg Intro Card /j ╚═ Queenie ╚═ Gummigoo ╚═ The Sun Room ╚═ Logo .

╰┈➤ Arts

╚═ First ML AU Post ╚═ Second, exploring outfits ╚═ Design sketches part 2 ╚═ Pomni + flower language ╚═ Showtime + Ragapom doodles ╚═ Jax not practicing lab safety ╚═ Abstragedy cuddles ╚═ Raga doodle ╚═ Ragapom doodle ╚═ Jax and Meadowsweet ╚═ Pomni staring out a fake window.png ╚═ [Gives pomni flowers] ╚═ more doodles ig

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╰┈➤ Misc.

╚═ Caine Lemon Rant [Animatic] ╚═ Zodiac signs?? ╚═ Caine gets called a Tumblr Sexyman and cries ╚═ Bubble Looksmaxxing ╚═ Jax wants to take ketamine with you (Romantically) ╚═ Caine eats a lemon [Animatic] ╚═ BUNNYSUITSSS ╚═ Magma doodles ╚═ Magma doodles part 2

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╰┈➤ Pomniverse

╚═ Wonderland and Zombni are friends :D

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╰┈➤ Boundaries / Q&A

╚═ Any story plans? I'm not sure yet, currently writing a fic and several comics on the way.

╚═ Any boundaries? None, so go crazy! I am OK with gore, NSFW, angst, violence, etc, just be sure it is tagged/TW'd appropriately as not everyone is OK with that content. I'd also like to see please LOL

╚═ Can we create fanart/fics/content? Can we dub or fancam? Yes of course!! Please tag me, I'd love to see all of it! I'm tracking the tag #TADC Monster Labs AU for other's content

╚═ Is NSFW allowed? Yes, both art and fic, so long as it's marked appropriately I'd very much love to see!

╚═ Can I ship the characters, self-ships, or OC x Canon? Yes, ship away! Just be aware the only au-canon ships are Caine/Pomni, Ragatha/Pomni, Gangle/Zooble, and PAST Ragatha/Jax.

╚═ Can we make OCs? Go on ahead! Here is a PSD file for the blank template and the PNG can be found here.

╚═ Who are you?

✦✧ Hi I'm Audi! 26, she/they. Full-time office worker, I do art in my free time. ✦ My current interests are TADC, RWBY, Looney Tunes, and Trolls. ✧ I draw using a custom PC, a Huion Kamvas 16 (2.5K), and Adobe Photoshop. Currently learning to use Procreate. ✦ I do not RP and this isn't an ask blog, asks interacting directly with characters will probably not be answered. ✧ Asks are not guaranteed to be answered, sorry if yours isn't but please don't spam/send multiple times! ✦ Commissions and requests are not open at this time, thank you. ✧ My main tumblr is Audi-art. My Twitter is Hammerspaced.

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Media and stuff that I'd recommend for therians/alterhumans/nonhumans

WOFLWALKERS!!! Of course this one is at the top of my list, I LOVE this movie. It's SOSOSOSOSOSO good. Perfect for wolf/canine therians especially, but as a cat therian I still enjoyed and related to it!

Benji Zeb is a Ravenous Werewolf by Deke Moulton (I hope I spelled that right)-- Another one that's great for wolf/canine therians, but again, I still really enjoyed and related to it even though I don't have a canine theriotype. It's also got great Jewish, Chinese, queer, and anxiety representation!! What more could you ask for?

Claws by Mike & Rachel Grinti-- I haven't read this book in years but I remember REALLY LOVING it, before I even found out I was a cat therian. I'm SO desperate to read this book again but I can't find it ANYWHERE-- Like it's not at my local library or anything-- Really hope I can read it again soon.

Nimona (movie) (I haven't read the book)-- Haven't watched this in a while but I really really liked it, great for alter/nonhumans in general but especially shapeshifters

Turning Red-- Don't really have much to say about this one since I haven't watched it in a few years, but if you're a red panda I would consider giving it a watch

Amphibia-- This is one of my favorite TV shows!! As the name implies it's a great watch for those with amphibian kintypes, but also just like. literally anyone. go watch this show /nf

Warrior Cats-- Come on, I couldn't not put this on the list. It's pretty cool to be in the paws of a feral cat for a while. Perfect for felines

Wings of Fire-- Great book series for anyone who identifies as a dragon. What's cool about this is that there are tons of different kinds of dragons in the books! Are you a sea dragon? WoF has got you covered! Ice dragon? Yup! Insect dragon? They have those too! There are a whole ten different dragon species in this series and hybrids even exist, too!

Luca-- Perfect for really any aquatic alter/nonhuman, especially merpeople, sea monsters, or aquatic shapeshifters. Haven't watched this in a long time but I remember it being a really good movie

Will Wood's music-- OKAY HEAR ME OUT-- No, this is not JUST because I'm obsessed with WW. That's part of it but I PROMISE I have a good reason for putting him on here! A lot of his music expresses discontent with humanity in general. I mean, one of his songs is literally called "Yes, to Err is Human, So Don't Be One." Outliars and Hyppocrates also comes to mind, as well as Willard! (which is great for those with rodent kintypes or even just those who are rodenthearted). Tomcat Disposables is also from the point of view of a mouse which is cool!! He also has a song called Vampire Reference in a Minor Key which you might enjoy if you're vampirekin

Eighth Wonder by Lemon Demon-- This song is about Gef the talking mongoose, otherwise known as The Dalby Spook. I love this song and it makes me feel very euphoric, it's perfect for cryptidkins (especially those who identify as Gef specifically!)

To The Sky by Owl City-- For a long time this song also made me feel very euphoric, great for those with avian kintypes

Wolf Bite by Owl City-- The song isn't exactly about werewolves, but it has a few werewolf references and I LOVED it when I used to identify as a wolf/werewolf.

Bonus section: Stuff that isn't inherently alterhuman/nonhuman related but still gives me euphoria!

Community Gardens by The Scary Jokes-- No idea why this one gives me euphoria. It just does.

Nothing Man by Sodikken (specifically the music video, not just the song)-- This is honestly probably just because the character in the video has a tail

Yaelokre's Music-- Again, no idea why this does it for me, it just does

Umm yeah I think that's all! If any of the stuff on this list sounds cool to you then you should totally check it out

Hope this helped!!

[silverynight]

A pretty doll

Lemon, explicit

Tanjirou enjoys going on missions with Kyojuro; he learns a lot from him, and the flame hashira uses it as part of the training he has designed since he made Tanjirou his tsuguko.

Although some days he can't say the same for Kyojuro; he's usually tense when Tanjirou is around and the redhead wonders if it's because he doesn't trust him yet.

This time is slightly different though, the mission is a "simple" one so Tanjirou's crow assured him they only required his presence, but once Kyojuro found out, he insisted on tagging along.

What his crow told him was that boys (around eighteen years old) were disappearing from that particular district. Now the place has its own problems, even if they don't count demons; it's more or less like the one Tanjirou went with Tengen a couple of months ago.

He knows what those boys were doing that late at night; they worked in a house that offered pleasure to anyone who could afford it, but according to the report, the place is usually somewhat safe for workers.

"It smells like a demon," Tanjirou informs the flame hashira, as they keep walking among all the people around. It's always a little bit overwhelming for him. "I'm not sure if the demon is here at the moment, but I believe they were at some point. I'm sorry, there are so many scents around, and it's a little bit confusing."

"It's okay. Don't worry, Tanjirou," Kyojuro smiles at him, moving slightly closer as he looks around. "We'll ask them. There have been so many disappearances for them not to know what's going on. I'm sure at least someone has seen something."

Other slayers have talked about this before; Kyojuro is not subtle when it comes to investigation, he outright asks people if they have seen a demon or not and considers it a good sign when they look back at him like he's crazy.

Tanjirou chuckles, but looks away so he doesn't notice; he finds his attitude endearing sometimes.

"Oi, boy... where do you–"

The man can't finish the sentence because Kyojuro bares his teeth at him before he can grab Tanjirou's haori; it's a little bit confusing, he has never seen him treat a human like that. It's been almost a year since he's seen the Pillar that angry.

"I'm sorry!" The man's face pales as he notices that Kyojuro is taller, stronger and has a katana in his belt that he seems ready to use. "I didn't know you had bought him for the night already!"

Kyojuro doesn't say anything to that, but steps in front of Tanjirou as if he's shielding him from the human. It's weird since Tanjirou is sure he can defeat that man without help if necessary.

"What happened? Did he have a weapon?" Tanjirou asks, even though he's sure he would've noticed it.

Kyojuro turns around to look back at him; he seems a little bit embarrassed now.

"No," he rubs the back of his neck as he turns slightly pink. "But he wanted to... buy you for the night."

If he hadn't been to the Red light district that time with Tengen, Tanjirou wouldn't have any idea what Kyojuro was trying to say, but now he does.

"I would've told him I wasn't for sale," Tanjirou mumbles, turning slightly pink.

"I know, I..." Kyojuro pinches the bridge of his nose and takes a deep breath. "I'm sorry, I'm just... possessive."

Tanjirou tilts his head to the side, even more confused now. Kyojuro looks away, as his cheeks turn pink again.

"Let's begin our investigation."

Turns out the owner of the place and even some of the workers there know about demons, and they're almost sure a creature like that is the one who has been making their boys vanish like they never existed.

"They snatch them when the clients buy them for a whole night and want to take them to a private inn," the owner explains. "Sometimes he kills the clients too, but some have managed to escape because he only wants the boys."

"He?" Tanjirou asks, trying to get as much information as possible.

"All of the clients who have survived said it was a male demon," she nods.

Immediately, Tanjirou turns towards Kyojuro with a smile on his face, even though the Pillar usually smiles back at him, this time he just shakes his head.

"No."

"It's a good idea! I can pretend to be a worker here," Tanjirou stops for a second and bites his bottom lip. "I know I'm not that pretty but if I get some makeup–"

"I can help you with that!" A girl volunteers. "I'm the one who does most of the makeup around here!"

"She's really good," a boy nods. He looks like a doll already so maybe it could work for Tanjirou too.

"You have to be unarmed in order to actually fool him."

"I know, I'll give you my katana–"

"Tanjirou!" Kyojuro cuts him off, looking tense. He hasn't smiled since they got there. "It's too risky."

The people around them are looking from one to another like it's some sort of very interesting and dramatic play they're watching.

"I can take care of myself."

"I know," Kyojuro sighs as he leans closer to Tanjirou. He puts both hands on his shoulders and presses their foreheads together. He looks so desperate, it breaks Tanjirou's heart a little. "It's... I trust you and I know you have gotten stronger, but... I–I am afraid of losing you."

"You won't," Tanjirou smiles softly. "I promise. Besides, you'll be the client who's going to buy me! So you'll be there too!"

Kyojuro moves away, blinks a few times and then clears his throat as he blushes.

"I still think it's risky, but I guess it's our best option."

Kyojuro goes back to the inn they're staying at so he can change his clothes while a few girls and boys take care of Tanjirou's makeup and outfit.

"Your husband is really hot!" A boy comments as he helps the girl with the makeup.

"He's not my husband!" Tanjirou mumbles immediately, turning red in seconds. Although he keeps his eyes closed as the first girl instructed.

"Well, your boyfriend then..."

"We're just friends!"

Why are all of them so adamant to think of them as a couple? Kyojuro is too... amazing for someone like Tanjirou, he's sure they all can see that.

"So you're single then?" Another voice says to his right.

"Shut up! Can't you see the guy with the fire hair is in love with him? If he finds out you're flirting with the pretty boy here he'll kill you!"

There are so many things in that sentence that make Tanjirou flustered, but he decides to address the most important one.

"Kyojuro-san is not in love with me."

"Wow. This one is oblivious!" Says another voice. "Seriously you haven't noticed? The guy is constantly giving you the heart eyes!"

Tanjirou blushes again.

"I think you're mistaken."

"Fine. Keep telling yourself that. You'll see it soon enough. Now open your eyes."

Tanjirou doesn't recognize himself in the mirror.

"Are you sure you don't want to work here after you deal with that monster?" The owner asks. "They'd give me gold for you."

"I'm... fine as a slayer, but t-thanks!"

"Pity."

When Kyojuro comes back he's wearing a yukata like any other customer would, but Tanjirou knows he's hiding his katana somewhere.

The moment his eyes meet Tanjirou's he stops breathing.

"Your pretty husband is ready," the owner says. "We dolled him up for ya. Hope this works."

"I'm not his–"

"Thank you!" Kyojuro says, even louder than usual. It's weird to see him that flustered; his face is probably more red than Tanjirou's at the moment.

"Wait!" The woman stops them just as Kyojuro places a possessive hand on Tanjirou's waist. Instinctively, he pulls Tanjirou closer to him. "Calm down, I'm not going to take him from ya!"

"Sorry..."

"I get it," she laughs before handing Kyojuro something, it looks like some sort of jar with some liquid in it. "This is for later. So you can celebrate your victory together."

Kyojuro looks at it once and hides it in his yukata as he turns even more red than before.

"T-Thanks!"

When they finally get back to the streets, they fall into an uncomfortable silence. Tanjirou wants to ask what's in the jar, but he knows now it's not the time.

"You look beautiful," the flame hashira says after a while as they keep walking around the district, hoping to find some area with less people so the demon can attack them.

"Thank you! But it's mostly the makeup and the kimono I'm wear–"

"No," Kyojuro shakes his head, turning his head towards Tanjirou. "You have always been pretty. You are... the most beautiful person I've ever seen, makeup or not."

Tanjirou wouldn't have believed him if it wasn't because he knew Kyojuro was being completely honest; Tanjirou's nose always knew those kind of things.

"I–I think you're very handsome, Kyojuro-san."

"Tanjirou, I–"

A shadow tries to snatch Tanjirou right then, but he moves out of the way in time, although the kimono and the fact that he was distracted seconds ago make him lose his balance and fall to the ground; he hurts his leg in the process, but he knows it's nothing to worry about.

"You're faster than the other dolls I have taken!" The demon grins. "But way prettier than the others! Come with me and I promise to be–"

Unfortunately for the demon, he's not an upper moon, not even a lower one, and he's dealing with a hashira.

He doesn't get to finish the sentence before Kyojuro cuts his head off; it's a clean, beautiful cut that lights up in flames.

Tanjirou is amazed at the precision and strength in Kyojuro stance despite not wearing the uniform; he looks mesmerizing.

"Are you alright, Tanjirou?"

"Yes! I'm fine, I think it's just a scratch." It doesn't matter how many times he tells the Pillar he can walk on his own, Kyojuro takes him in his arms anyway.

"We'll go back to the inn and I'll take care of your wounds there!"

"It's not necessary!"

But of course the flame hashira doesn't listen to him, at least they got rid of the demon quickly, well... Kyojuro did.

***

Kyojuro walks into the room he paid for and places Tanjirou on one of the futons; they've been sleeping in the same room in every mission they take, but this time it feels different.

"Let me wash my face first," Tanjirou says as he gets up, Kyojuro wants to carry him in his arms again, but he assures him he'll be fine.

When he's back, there are a few candles in the room; it makes it look cozier somehow. He feels better without all that makeup on his face, and he even loosens the kimono a bit so he can pull up the lower part and reveal his injured leg. There's blood, but it's a little.

"See? Just a scratch!" Tanjirou smiles, sitting back on the futon. Kyojuro is already kneeling next to it on the ground, with a bowl filled with warm water and a cloth to clean the wound.

Tanjirou looks at his hands as they move up his ankle and up to his knee. Kyojuro has beautiful hands... sometimes, his fingers touch Tanjirou's skin directly and it makes him blush for some reason.

"I can do it myself."

"I want to do it," Kyojuro assures him as he starts putting bandages around his leg.

When he's done, he stares back at Tanjirou; his eyes look even more like flames now. One of his hands is on top of Tanjirou's knee and it stays there even though there's no need for it anymore.

"Tanjirou. I love you."

Blushing to the tip of his ears, Tanjirou looks back. Is he talking about–

"I'm in love with you," Kyojuro says then, leaning closer; Tanjirou can feel his own heartbeat under the kimono he's still wearing. "I'd be honored if you gave me a chance. Let me court you and try to win your heart, I promise I'll take care of you, I–"

"I love you too," Tanjirou blurts out then; he always knew he felt something more than admiration for Kyojuro, but didn't want to think about his feelings too much because he thought the Pillar would never feel the same.

"Really?" Kyojuro's smile is wide and he's shining with happiness; it's written all over his face in a way Tanjirou doesn't even need his nose to know he truly loves him.

He nods because he doesn't trust his voice at the moment.

"Would you marry me?"

Tanjirou chuckles; Kyojuro sounds so eager already, he can't help but find it endearing.

"Courtship first."

The flame hashira nods, not taking his eyes off Tanjirou's. He looks mesmerized.

The hand on his knee slides a little bit up his thigh. Kyojuro notices that the kimono is sliding down Tanjirou's shoulder; he stares at the exposed skin like he's hungry.

It definitely feels different sleeping in the same room now.

"Can I kiss you?"

"Yes." Part of him knows it won't only be a kiss, but Tanjirou wants this anyway.

The first kiss is on his forehead, right on his scar; Kyojuro is on the futon now and he holds Tanjirou like he's a precious thing to protect. Then, he presses his lips against Tanjirou's cheek, his left ear, the tip of his nose. He's taking his time, almost like he wants to memorize every inch of his skin with his lips.

"Kyojuro-san..."

"I loved you the moment you started talking to me on that train," he confesses in a whisper, prompting Tanjirou to tear up a bit.

But he kisses his tears away too.

Then, the lips travel down the skin of his neck, and Tanjirou can't help but gasp as Kyojuro keeps kissing him until he reaches his shoulders.

He stops and looks up again before cradling Tanjirou's face with his hands.

"You're beautiful," he whispers before pressing his lips against Tanjirou's.

That kiss is different; he moves slowly at first, but it's obvious that he's starving and he's been doing it for a while. One of Kyojuro's hands moves to the back of his neck and tilts Tanjirou's head to the side to have better access to his mouth.

Tanjirou melts when he feels a tongue licking his bottom lip before shoving its way inside; he moans into the kiss.

Kyojuro purrs in approval as his lips move again and his tongue keeps exploring Tanjirou's mouth like it's his now.

The redhead pulls away because he needs to breathe, but he barely gets to do that when Kyojuro is already chasing his mouth again. He starts sucking Tanjirou's bottom lip this time...

"Tanjirou," Kyojuro whispers, nuzzling against the redhead's cheek and hair. "Can we... would you let me... please? I'll take good care of you."

His body shivers in response; he doesn't need to hear the whole question to know what Kyojuro is trying to tell him.

"Yes," he hears himself saying.

The next thing he knows is that he's on his back; Kyojuro is removing the kimono carefully and pressing kisses on his exposed skin.

Gently, teeth sink into his neck; Tanjirou arches his back in response as Kyojuro manages to get rid of his clothes.

"I am very possessive," the flame hashira whispers into his ear, as a warning, before one of his hands finds their way down his thigh. He kisses the mark he just left on Tanjirou before moving to his right shoulder and biting him again. "I hope it's okay."

Tanjirou whimpers as his shaky hands give it a pull to Kyojuro's yukata.

In the room illuminated by candle lights, Tanjirou can see the moment Kyojuro's smile turns into a smirk as he pulls away from him to get completely naked.

He has such nice muscles and he's... hard already.

"Kyojuro-san..." The name gets kissed away from Tanjirou's lips; the flame hashira makes a sound that comes from deep inside his throat as he grabs the redhead by the hips and presses their bodies together.

"Been dreaming about this for a while," he confesses, pulling his tongue out of Tanjirou's mouth and licking his way down his neck. "This is way better."

The redhead buries his fingers in the Pillar's hair as his lips find one of his nipples and start sucking it.

"Ahh!" The sound he makes prompts Kyojuro to smile over his skin; fingers grab him by the hips and his thumbs start drawing circles close to his groin. "Please, touch me."

He's halfway hard and he knows that if Kyojuro moves one of his hands a little bit down–

"Not yet."

Tanjirou whines, giving it a gentle tug to Kyojuro's hair as protest, but the hashira just chuckles before he starts kissing his way down the redhead's abdomen.

He leaves another mark on Tanjirou's waist that sends shivers to the lower half of his body.

Kyojuro ignores his cock completely, only to focus on Tanjirou's thighs.

"Can't believe I finally have these around my face like I have always wanted," he purrs before kissing the inner side of Tanjirou's thigh.

The redhead wants to say something... he wants Kyojuro to hurry up, but then the flame hashira sinks his teeth again; he licks and bites both Tanjirou's thighs until he's sure he's going to end up covered in bruises the next morning.

Suddenly, Kyojuro moves away and Tanjirou whines with need.

"I'm not going anywhere," he assures him before taking the jar he had hidden in his yukata. The liquid looks like oil this time and Kyojuro puts his fingers inside until they're covered in it.

"What's... Ahh!" Hands spread his butt cheeks before two fingers press against his entrance gently.

"Let me know if it hurts," Kyojuro whispers; his hot breath against Tanjirou's groin is distracting, but he manages to reply.

"O-Okay."

A weird sound escapes from his lips as two fingers thrust inside him. It doesn't hurt, but it feels weird.

"Are you alright?"

"Yes," he mumbles shyly as those fingers start moving in and out his entrance. When Kyojuro presses his lips against his balls, Tanjirou lets out a loud and embarrassing moan and it gets a lot worse when Kyojuro starts sucking them.

He adds a third finger and a fourth; Tanjirou's dick twitches when the fingers move faster and Kyojuro's tongue licks his way up to the tip of his cock.

Four fingers curl up inside him and press against something inside Tanjirou that makes him cry right before Kyojuro takes all his cock in his mouth.

Tanjirou moves his hips up as his vision blurs for a second. Then Kyojuro pulls away again.

There are tears in his eyes as he grabs Kyojuro's arm to encourage him to keep doing the same thing he was doing seconds ago; he feels empty without those fingers inside him.

The flame hashira leans closer; he presses a couple of kisses all over his face to calm him down.

"I'm sorry, I don't have much patience at the moment; I need to be inside you right now. The need is driving me insane."

Tanjirou watches fascinated as Kyojuro gives his own dick a couple of strokes to cover it with that clear substance.

Suddenly, Tanjirou is not sure that's going to fit, but he wants to try anyway.

Kyojuro grabs his own pillow and places it under Tanjirou's lower back to lift his hips up a little more.

Both Kyojuro's hands grab his bottom cheeks and spread them wide before the hashira presses the tip of his cock against Tanjirou's entrance.

Not realizing he's holding his breath, Tanjirou's hands grip the sheets underneath him as Kyojuro slams his way inside him.

Tanjirou feels himself stretching around Kyojuro and it burns slightly, until he relaxes completely in his arms.

"You can move now," he mumbles and in fact, he sounds a bit desperate.

Kyojuro chuckles against his ear, but he starts pounding inside Tanjirou, prompting him to let out little sounds, gasps that turn into soft moans quickly.

"You're adorable," Kyojuro kisses his cheek as he keeps thrusting his hips at a pace that's agonizingly slow.

"Faster," Tanjirou whispers, grabbing the back of Kyojuro's shoulders.

"Not yet. I want to be inside you as long as I can."

Tanjirou pouts, which prompts Kyojuro to kiss him on the lips before thrusting his hips in a different way.

He hits the spot, prompting Tanjirou to moan desperately; he wraps his legs around Kyojuro's waist to steady himself when the Pillar hits him there again.

But he needs more, more pressure until his vision turns blurry.

"Harder," he says this time, not recognizing his own voice.

"Why are you so bossy out of the sudden?" Kyojuro smiles, pressing soft kisses against his face.

"Faster, harder," Tanjirou lets out an obscene moan, nails digging in Kyojuro's back. "I want to feel you tomorrow too."

Kyojuro's breath hitches, and he stops, prompting Tanjirou to sob. His eyes become darker as he bites the redhead's bottom lip, shaking with desire.

"I love you so much," he mumbles before doing exactly what Tanjirou wanted all along: he starts pounding faster and harder.

Kyojuro's strength is impressive; Tanjirou feels that with each thrust his whole body moves against the futon. The noise of their bodies rubbing against each other becomes the only thing they can hear in the room besides their heavy breaths.

Tears slide down his cheeks as Kyojuro hits him again in that sweet spot; Tanjirou sobs his name as the room starts vanishing... nothing else matters but the waves of pleasure that make his toes curl.

Kyojuro groans against his ear before biting it as he slams harder inside Tanjirou.

"You can't leave me now, Tanjirou," his voice is darker, deeper and he realizes Kyojuro wasn't lying when he said he was very possessive. He just hid it really well before. "Not after I got a taste of you. I won't let you go. You're mine now."

Honestly, Tanjirou thinks it's hot.

He pulls out, prompting Tanjirou to tear up and let out a needy whine.

"Kyojuro-san, please!"

The flame hashira grins down at him before kissing him on the lips, his tongue moves like it's claiming him too as he turns Tanjirou's body a bit so he can lay on his side.

He lifts Tanjirou's right leg up carefully and thrusts his way inside his entrance. This angle is way better because Kyojuro can pound deeper and hit Tanjirou's spot in a way that takes his breath away.

"I can see how well you take me, Tanjirou," Kyojuro moans. "I can see how much you can stretch around me."

He pulls completely out, only to slam back inside Tanjirou, making him sob and moan; it sounds obscene, they're making too much noise, but he's too lost in his own pleasure to care.

The pace becomes faster as Kyojuro closes his eyes and whispers Tanjirou's name like it's something sacred.

Like he couldn't live without him.

"Kyojuro-san!" Tanjirou's vision starts turning white as the hashira hits his sweet spot harder, but he doesn't stop, he doesn't give Tanjirou time to think as a wave of consuming pleasure takes over him and he screams the Pillar's name one more time.

He doesn't stop thrusting into him even as Tanjirou comes; his breath becomes heavy and erratic.

"You're... ahh!" Kyojuro groans in pleasure as Tanjirou's hole clenches around his cock a couple of times with the aftershocks.

Suddenly, Tanjirou feels warm inside as Kyojuro comes in him. He doesn't collapse, but he pulls out before giving Tanjirou another kiss on the lips.

They're both sweaty and covered in cum, but Kyojuro takes another cloth he brought earlier and the bowl with water to clean them both.

Tanjirou's glad he's doing all the job because he can't move at the moment.

Kyojuro puts his yukata back on, and with the happiest smile on his face, he tells Tanjirou he's going to bring something to eat.

They haven't had dinner yet.

After a while, Tanjirou manages to sit as Kyojuro comes back into the room with what it looks like a mountain of food and clean sheets.

The flame hashira finishes his portion in a couple of minutes and then sits closer to Tanjirou and starts pressing soft kisses on his exposed back while Tanjirou takes a couple of bites of his last onigiri.

When one of Kyojuro's hands slides under the sweets and dangerously close to Tanjirou's groin, the redhead turns around to look at him.

"We need to sleep."

"Just one more time, Tanjirou, love... please."

After he finishes his dinner Kyojuro fucks him again, this time against the wall. It's amazing how easy it's for the Pillar to lift Tanjirou as he pounds inside him without mercy.

They take a bath in the morning, and Kyojuro helps him put his uniform back on. Unfortunately, the flame hashira has to carry him all the way back to the Rengoku estate because Tanjirou can't walk.

And it's not because of the injury on his leg.

Taking advantage of the fact that Tanjirou is in his arms now, Kyojuro keeps pressing kisses all over his face until Tanjirou giggles.

***

"Tanjirou, are you alright?" Senjuro looks up at him with worry as he leads them inside the estate; they found him sweeping right outside the main door.

"Yes," Tanjirou mumbles, blushing when he notices Shinjuro getting closer to them. "It's just a scratch on my leg, nothing to worry about!"

"It must be more than that if you need to be carried all the way here," Shinjuro observes, looking a bit worried.

However, he frowns when he notices Kyojuro's proud smile on his face.

"Can you take me to my room?" Tanjirou asks then, fighting the urge to cover his face with both hands.

"But you agreed to move into my room!" Kyojuro pouts, obviously not knowing how to be discreet at all. Maybe he just doesn't care.

Shinjuro looks again at Tanjirou in Kyojuro's arms and then smiles, suddenly amused.

"So you're dating now?" Senjuro asks innocently.

"Yes, we are."

"We'll get married soon!" Kyojuro says out loud, like he couldn't wait to tell them.

"Listen, if you're going to share a room now, I suggest you take the one at the other side of the residence. The one farther away from Senjuro's," Shinjuro says. "For everyone's sake."

"Of course!" Kyojuro grins, nodding, as Tanjirou groans in embarrassment and hides his face in the curve of the hashira's neck.

Fortunately, Kyojuro takes pity on him and takes him to their new room.

Despite everything, Tanjirou is happy that the mission brought them closer together.

"I can't wait to make you my husband!"

"I can't wait either, Kyojuro-san."

***

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It's so crazy, getting those "add x amount of songs you like here :)" reblog chain posts, because I'll scroll through them to see what songs others have put, and.... I'll just see tons and tons of bands and songs I've never heard of before, or heard of like once before but I have no clue what the genre even is. It's so strange but so cool; there's communities out there that I have no clue about but they're still bustling with life!

Is that mutual or does it just so happen that every Gen Z weird person listens to the same music? Tally Hall, Pogo, Jack Stauber anyone? The Stupendium, Miracle Musical? ERB, The Living Tombstone, Marina, and Lemon Demon are very popular, those at least must be familiar to everyone. Finnish stuff must not be so easily accessible but I need to throw Kalevauva.fi and Käärijä and Ultra Bra out there

[ablndfsh]

Ok, uh, time for a pinned

how does this work

Pinned under the cut???????

I'm sorry (not really) Genuinely, how do I make a pinned

I don't have any prominent tags that are MINE, dude

Whatever, it'll come naturally? Is that bad to say?

Also, dni is just, like, anyone that... is bad? Is a bad person? I know it's vague, but it might do for now

I'll find a silly separator, don't worry

Cool things post

Pronouns: any.

K' there's the separator, and of course, credits to @/animatedglittergraphics-n-more for the little separator.

Okay, so I guess I put music artists and things that I like and fandoms that I'm in here at this part, right?

please don't judge me for any of the fandoms I'm in.

sorry for the gap

also, the tilde (this ~) means I don't really engage in it anymore

Jhariah, Will Wood, ~Tally Hall~, Lemon Demon, TBOI, Chonny Jash, ERB, Rhett & Link, Femtanyl, Bug Hunter, Tom Cardy, HomeStuck, Toby Fox, ~IDKHBTFM~, MilkInTheMicrowave, ~Undertale~, ~Deltarune~, Skegss, ~Gravity Falls~, ~Pokemon~, ~TOH~, The Big Bang Theory (I don't even know how, alright), Holes (both the book and the movie), Moral Orel, Dungeon Meshi, GO, Sodikken, Smiling Friends, Cyriak, -more to add?

(Sorry if the color scheme is bad looking)

I'm fine with any nickname, as long as it isn't trying to be derogatory.

[raylaismad]

so i thought it might be a good idea to have an intro post for my account so here it is!

what do i go by?

well i go by whatever pronouns, i don’t really care about them as i am agender. the names you can call me by are Ray, Rayla, or any nickname you have given to me or that you like

what do i do on tumblr?

well i like to post art and talk about my special interests! my personal tags are

Ray actually posts- posts i’ve actually made

important reblogs- stuff i want to remember later on out of all of my reblogs

Rays asks - self explanatory

Rays tag games- tag games!

Timler swift- i made this tag pertaining to my Ariana Griande and Timler swift Au but anyone can use it :)

this may update in the future^

what fandoms are you in?

hermitcraft

traffic series

the nightmare before christmas

WWE

studio investagrave games

empires

barbie

will wood

lemon demon

Lego monkie kid

Gravity falls

Bad parenting

Stardew valley

Heathers

Hamilton

Beetlejuice

Deadpool and wolverine

The owl house

Amphibia

DSMP- formerly in it but I still interact occasionally

this may update in the future ^

who are your mutals? i’m glad you asked!

@thebookshelflord @thecrazyalchemist @ima-bellwoo @tamblerdraws @thebookshelflord2 @wrenbird03 @ass-sassafras @evil-vampire-official @doyouneedmedicalwesistance @eggymcdegy @silvers-not-home @eddiesrockstargirlfriend @puppet-on-string @sproutdawnclover @ruby-raider @iwillcausechaos @rat-detector @mumbojumbo-fanblog

(if you have been tagged by this by this point it's just me adding you and I'm sorry for the useless notif 😔💔)

fun facts?

i study mainly engineering and robotics along with sociology and psychology

i have been doing art for 5 years (as of 2024)

my favorite WWE wrestler is The UnderTaker

i love jackets

my favorite colour is maroon

i speak a small amount of german (and by small I mean MINISCULE I swear I'm working on it)

I play the violin

My favorite youtuber is Mumbo Jumbo

What does Ray look like?

this thing

oh yeah and here’s my reblog-blog:

@rays-blogs

I FORGOT TO DO DNI’S SO HERES MY DNI LIST:

NO PROSHIPPERS

NO TRANSPHOBES

NO HOMOPHOBES

NO RACISTS

NO ABLEISTS

NO MISOGYNISTS

NO PEOPLE THAT HATE THERIANS/FURRYS

NO NAZI’S

NO TERFS

NO CREEPY ANONS

NO EXCLUSIVELY NSFW ACCOUNTS, YOU ARE ALLOWED TO HAVE NSFW STUFF BUT IF THATS UR WHOLE ACCOUNT BACK AWAY

[no-stupid-questions-official]

any recommendations for music similar to The Oh Hellos? the main important things for me are the choice of instruments, the sorts of melodies and rhythms they use, and the way the songs in each album flow perfectly into each other. People always say The Crane Wives and the like, but those don't do it for me, the typical recs i've seen before feel completely different to me.

Trying to think of examples of what does hit right, the only thing i can come up with is the bizzare combination of soundtracks from the early tinkerbell movies and the song cabinet man by lemon demon- sleeping at last is also pretty close, but with their songs the beat doesn't hit hard enough if that makes sense?

idk maybe I'm being too picky here- but if anyone has ideas, that would be greatly appreciated <3

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[odessa-the-anathema]

Aaaaannnnd here's the rest! (For now)

KOTW INCORRECT QUOTES PT. 3!!! Everyone edition! Especially the brothers

Wrath: Dammit, Lust, you ruined everything!

Lust: You’re welcome.

Emilia: Vittoria, you're testifying in an aggravated assault case tomorrow, and the D.A. is worried about how you'll present yourself on the stand.

Vittoria: Why? I'm fine on the stand!

*flashback to Testimony #1*

Vittoria: Look, I'll make this real simple so even these dumdums can understand.

Vittoria, to the jury: MAN DID CRIME.

*flashback to Testimony #2*

Vittoria: I'm sorry, could you make her stop doing that weird thing with her face?

Defense Attorney, next to the crying defendant: ...Crying?

*flashback to Testimony #3*

Vittoria: And when this is over, I'm gonna find you and I'm gonna break those little fingers.

Judge: Could the witness please stop threatening the stenographer?

Wrath: Emilia, what are you doing?

Emilia: Making chocolate pudding.

Wrath: It's four in the morning, why are you making chocolate pudding?

Emilia: Because I've lost control of my life.

Emilia: Here's your pudding, Envy.

Envy: Oh that's okay, I'm not hungry anymore.

Pride: I warned you.

Pride: I'm perfect.

Envy: I’m 80% awesome 20% water and 100% handsome.

Wolf: That’s 200%.

Envy: I’m twice the man you’ll ever be.

Wrath: What does a winner do when life gives them lemons?

Anir: Um, make lemonade?

Wrath: No, they squeeze them right back into life’s eyes!

Anir: Am I in trouble?

Wrath: Take a guess.

Anir: No?

Wrath: Take another guess.

Literally anyone: What’s your body count?

Literally any of the demon princes: Do you mean sex or murder?

Emilia: I baked you a pie!

The witches: Really?! What flavor?

Emilia: *pulls [flame flowers] out of the pie* DEATH!

Sloth: I haven’t slept in 72 hours…

Gluttony: I haven’t slept in 80. I’m the insomnia king!

Envy: Ha! I haven’t slept in 90 hours, I’m aiming for an even 100.

Emilia: What the fuck is wrong with you people?

*the brothers are at a dinner party but someone has been murdered*

Greed: You’re acting pretty carefree for someone who’s life’s at stake. Who’s to say you aren’t the killer?

Pride: It’s a murder, not a tax audit. I’ll be fine.

Greed: What about Sloth? Nobody ever suspects Sloth

Sloth: Well what about Gluttony? He has a gun! [Ice rifle]

Gluttony: Wrath has [his dagger out]

Wrath: Yeah, for fun, not for [unnecessary] murder! *stabs Gluttony in the arm*

Vittoria: I think I mostly want to see what happens when this whole place breaks apart.

Pride: when I was married, you know what my wife always told me?

Wrath: stop [having dalliances] with other people? (I'm sorry I had to 😭)

Lennox to Envy: haha you should have seen your face you were like, "AAAAAA NOOOO BETRAYLLLLL"

Pride: WHY. why did you give Emilia a KNIFE?!

Wrath: I’m sorry [sarcasm, duh], she said she felt unsafe.

Pride: Now I feel unsafe!

Wrath: ... would you like a knife?

Envy: If you had to choose between Lennox and all the money I have in my wallet, which would you choose?

Camilla: That depends, how much money are we taking about?

Lennox: Camilla!

Envy [who emptied his wallet prior]: 63 cents.

Camila: I'll take the money.

Lennox: CAMILLA!

[evanwevand]

(Introduction/Boundaries post cus I feel it's important idk)

(I still need to add some things)

Other places to find me:

Instagram

YouTube (haven't posted anything yet, planning to start by summer)

Discord server (+14) (READ BOUNDARIES BEFORE ENTERING PLEASE)

Twitter (More like a personal Twitter tho)

TikTok (Cosplay, again I haven't posted anything yet)

🎆Commissions post🎆

🔆🥜Bright&173 AU ask blog: @anomalouslybrightside-1164 🔆🥜

Since I reblog a lot of stuff, I will tag my art as "Evan does art" for better search :3

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BOUNDARIES/DNI

-Basically the average DNI list (anything-phobic, pedo shit, rad shit, racist shit, ableism, pro israel, pro AI "art", proshiping, anti furries or anti therians)

-I'm Pro Dr. Bright (AGAIN, I DON'T SUPPORT TDM, I'M JUST AGAINST REPLACING THE CHARACTER), so please DNI if you're totally Anti-bright (idk why you would like to interact anyway but just in case), and also obv DNI if you support TDM

-OBVIOUSLY dni if you're explicitly anti-bright (also, I will block anyone who directly or indirectly sends harassment towards pro-bright users, or has posted actual harmful stuff about us)

-HOWEVER, I'm okay with people who have rewrites and aren't totally Anti-bright

-As I will tag in all my Dr. Bright posts, DON'T TAG MY BRIGHT ART AS SHAW OR ANY 963 VARIANT. I sometimes draw Shaw and for me he's a totally independent character, so it would make me highly uncomfortable if someone reblogged my Bright content as Shaw or any rewrite (it's okay to tag it as such if Bright and Shaw are together, ofc). Here are the differences between my Bright and my Shaw (just in case tho ig)

-Kinda related to the last one. I'm TOTALLY FINE with my art being reposted with credit, but don't repost my Dr. Bright art in anti-bright spaces (and much less, with any 963 variant tags) and official scp spaces, since they mostly tend to be anti-bright

-Don't send me overly nsfw asks, please (I'm okay with just suggestive) ☠️

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Main fandoms/Hyperfix

Main fandoms and hyperfix that I will reblog a lot:

-SCP Foundation (Mostly staff, mostly Dr. Bright)

-Biology (Especially entomology and marine biology)

-Pokémon

-Lemon Demon

-Tally Hall/Miracle Musical

-Will Wood

-Ghost and Pals

-Papers, Please

-The Stanley Parable

-Cry of Fear

-Mouthwashing

[boonsmoon]

Are there any other rules for making requests? Like are there any specific characters or other topics you will or won't cover? Are there any other fandoms you cover? How many characters can we ask about in a single request? And will we get less headcanons if we ask for more characters? For Persona specifically, can we ask about Confidants or characters from side games? Feel free to add anything else. Sorry about all the questions, just want to be sure. Thanks and have a fantastic day!

I'm gonna turn this into my new pinned post so don't mind the first portion.

You may call me Moon. I'm 18+ and in college, so reqs might be slow. I go by she/her and my first (and only) language is English. Nothing is beta read, we die like men.

Masterlist

Let's make this easy and sort into sections lol

Characters

WILL:

Children (PLATONIC ONLY)

Teens (mostly platonic, late teens could be romantic)

Adults (platonic + romantic)

Robot/Mech (full on robo will be platonic, but mech features can be romantic)

WON'T:

Animal (like full on, animal features are OK) i.e. dog reader x dog character = no reader with cat tail x character = yes Characters like Morgana are the exception with being humanoid

Genres/Dynamics

WILL:

Character x reader (m + f)

Character x character

You can request multiple genres i.e. fluff to angst

Fluff

Angst (not good, but I try)

Platonic

Romantic

Oneshot

Headcanons

WON'T:

Lime/Lemon

Yandere (clingy OK)

Dead Dove

Incest/Pedophilia/Abuse

Character x OC

Fandoms (more will be added)

WILL:

Record of Ragnarok (ROR)

Ragna Crimson

Heaven Official's Blessing (TGCF)

The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (MDZS)

Chainsaw Man (CSM)

Dragon Ball (DB + DBZ)

WON'T:

I will write any fandom listed, the reason it's like that is because I probably won't know most fandoms outside what I have

Limits

I would prefer 3 or less characters in one request, however if you go one or two over it won't be ignored, just will take vastly longer

Headcanons will NOT be shortened if there are more characters, I usually have a lot to write headcanon wise, so they'll all be beefy

Persona

Persona isn't on the list and probably won't be anytime soon, BUT if it ever does get added, I will allow Confidants or side game characters

Where To Request

My inbox is open if I'm taking requests; but you can comment your request too

If my inbox is closed that means I'm not taking requests, anything commented will be ignored or pushed very far back

Crossover Requests

I have a post here if you're interested

Hope this answered all questions you and anyone else had

[op0ssumlord]

In case anyone gave a shit (no one does but fuck it) here are some music artists I like:

Penelope Scott, Madilyn Mei, TX2, Jack Stauber, The Warning, Lemon Demon, Bo Burnham, Mother Mother, Melanie Martinez, UPSAHL, Marina, BoyWithUke, and some others there’s a lot! 🫠

[0perfectimperfections0]

Which uglydolls characters do you think these songs describe:

-Love Like You (feat. Rebecca Sugar)

-Saint bernard (panicking at the wrong disco lincoln)

-little girls (Cameron diaz)

-Brutal (Oliva Rodrigo)

-jealousy jealousy (Oliva Rodrigo)

-good 4 u (Oliva Rodrigo)

-Wrecking ball (Mother Mother)

-Cults (Guided Lily)

Two birds (Regina Spektor)

-Are You Satisfied? (MARINA)

-Notion (The Rare Occasions)

-Alien Blues (Vandabar)

-Oh No! (MARINA)

-I Deserve to Bleed (Sushi Soucy)

-dumb dumb (mazie)

-digital silence (Peter mcpoland)

-everybody likes you (lemon demon)

-Romantic Homicide (d4vd)

-I love you so (the Walters)

-Step on me (the Cardigans)

-YKWIM (Yot club)

Finally getting to this post even though it's been months since I started working on it. I got halfway through these songs before life slapped me in the face, so let's finish it up!

Lord help me, there's someone playing the piano in the Solarium here at college, so there's two polar tunes going through my ears XD

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Love Like You: Nolan - Ha! You thought I was gonna say Lou, right? Well, I thought about it, but the line "And I'm nothing like you, look at you go, I just adore you..." and so on makes me think of Nolan when he was obviously trying his best to get Lou's attention. He was focusing in the class and trying to keep up with the training, heck, he made it to the Gauntlet. Despite Lou calling him ugly, he still tries to make Lou proud of him or change his mind. "If I could begin to do something that does right by you, I would do anything."

Saint Bernard: Sorry, but this song was confusing, and I honestly was thrown off too much by the slightly off-key singing that...bleh, no sorry XD

Little Girls: Kitty - Here me out, it gives off more Kitty vibes. I debated it feeling more like for Lou, but it's giving me "Ugh, no, you imbecile" vibes. The way she sings as well is the way I imagine Kitty singing. She's also kinda stuck with Lydia and Tuesday despite acting like she's absolutely fed up with their two brain cells.

Brutal: Kitty - Way too insecure and earnestly faking being okay to be anyone else. Also, "only have two real friends:" Tuesday and Lydia?

Jealousy Jealousy: Mandy - I think one of the main reasons that she hangs out with the Spy Girls is because she wants to be just like them. I don't think they just spotted her one day. Kitty doesn't strike me as that type of person. I think Mandy earnestly sought them out and has been trying to prove that she's as good as them.

good 4 u: Lou - This definitely screams Lou and how he dealt with Ox after their friendship ended. It also didn't help that Ox was living up the dream in Uglyville despite his nature, whilst Lou was still stuck in a perpetual nightmare.

Wrecking Ball: Wage - I feel like this is definitely Wage. She can be a little fireball (and she is during most of the movie). And most of her decisions are impulses of her anger or other unruly emotions. I feel like she just embraces her unvisceral emotions.

Cults: Lou - The middle verses kind of throw me off, but the main chorus of "Haven't I given enough?" is definitely Lou-coded for self-explanatory reasons.

Alien Blues: I've heard this song before and absolutely can't stand it for the same reasons as "Saint Bernard", sorry XD, but I don't think I can listen to it purposefully.

Oh no!: Moxy - Despite the whole "friends are great" outlook Moxy seems to have during the movie, she's very self-centered. She was fully prepared to go through the Gauntlet and portal without telling any of the other Uglies back in Uglyville. If it hadn't been for Lou's interference, the other Uglies would still be stuck. Moxy definitely has her own future set in stone.

dumb dumb: Wage - She definitely gives off the "I'm surrounded by idiots" energy. I know, you probably expected me to say Lou, but I honestly think that Wage would be the one to secretly believe everyone is on a lower IQ level than her. She did constantly try to tell Moxy that her plan was outrageous. She also gives UglyDog a hard time.

Everybody Likes You: I couldn't find this song

Step on Me: Nolan - I honestly think that Nolan wholly accepts (tolerates) any treatment from other dolls. He'll withstand the insults and bombastic side eyes if it means playing peacekeeper.

YKWIM: Ox - I feel like closer toward the end of his friendship with Lou, he felt as if he was getting in the way of Lou being a functional leader in the Institute.

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Yeah, I admitted some because it's been months since this ask came in and a little bit shorter since I had first worked through the songs. The few songs I deleted from my analysis is because I just didn't have the attention span to listen to them or they really confused me because of the lyrics.

But yeah!

[rowretro]

✧𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍✧

WARNINGS: Manipulation, Gory descriptions of violence (somewhat dismemberring)

✧taglist✧: @heeseung-min

✧CHAPTER 4✧

A few months passed and y/n had started college. The first week was a little nerve-wracking but Sunghoon was by her side 24/7. Even after she befriended some girls, he never let her go near anyone. The girl thought it was because he's like Heeseung, the overprotective type, hence she didn't think too much of it. "So you can ride a motorbike but you cart even ride a normal bike even with training wheels?" Sunoo asked her, with a judgemental look. The girl rolled her eyes.

"Sunghoon I'm planning on going out with some friends after school" the girl said as Sunghoon frowned, slipping beside her. "Some friends? what friends?... didn't I tell you the people here aren't trust worthy???" Sunghoon asked, as the other males furrow their eyebrows at his sudden change in actions. "But it's Eunchae- she's taking me to Jackson's ice cream place..." Y/n pouted as she looked up at the male.

Hong Eunchae, a true sweetheart, and a girl who really wanted to become best friends with y/n. Both used to be pretty popular in their own schools so it was no surprise they did get along. "Oh y/n you're so gullible... this is why Heeseung wants me by you 24/7" Sunghoon started as he cupped her cheeks, leaning into her face, his voice lower so the boys wouldn't hear him.

"Sweetheart... You can't go out with people like Eunchae... especially at Jackson's ice cream place?! Jackson is a Perv. Eunchae may seem nice, but her friends are Nowhere near nice. Just a bunch of manipulative skanks." Sunghoon lied, in such a convincing manner, seeing how her jaw hung a little open in shock. Y/n went over to Eunchae's table having heard Sunghoon's lies and smiled sweetly.

The girl smiled back "Don't forget about tonight bestie-" She said with a genuine smile, so happy to finally hang out with a girl that's so much like her. Y/n smiled back, "Actually... I'm uh sorry... something came up..." y/n said. looking down as the girls went a little silent. "It's ok... I get it- maybe next time-" the girl said, sweetly as y/n smiled. Sunghoon suddenly appeared behind her. "Y/n ready to go home now?" Sunghoon asked as the girl nodded. Sunghoon smirked at Eunchae, as he dragged y/n away.

"What's their deal- why does she always have to stick around him.... I bet Sunghoon likes her" Yunjin said as Eunchae nodded "He does, he's crazy in love with her- I saw his notebooks, he wrote Mrs Y/n Park in invisible ink and drew hearts around it." Eunchae snickered as the others laughed too. Jake stared as Sunghoon dragged y/n along with him. "Should we be worried about Sunghoon?... last time one of the Frat boys from the our class catcalled her, that boy came back a weak later, without 4 fingers-" Jake pointed out as Sunoo sighed.

"You know what- Honestly Im all for him for that, in his defence, that guy is disgusting, If I were a demon and he called after my girl with vulgar language like that boy would've lost for than just his fingers" Sunoo said as Jay stared at him in horror "You're missing the point Sunoo- he for real did that- just for some vulgar words. A punch or kick would've been ok but using a cutting plier to yank off his fingers and dipping it in lemon juice... please." Jay explained as it was Sunoo an Jake's turn to stare in horror now.

Sunghoon held the girl's hand as he walked her home, holding hands... it's just one of those things that makes her wonder what she is to him. Over these few months, she couldn't deny how she felt for him. She honestly thinks he's worth loving. The way he's there for her more than he is for Hee, the way he holds her hand and acts all overprotective as if he's her boyfriend. He's just perfect. The way he acts, she feels he may feel what she feels.

However, she felt conflicted. Sunghoon was perfect, he's kind, he's funny, he's hot, cute n pretty, he's smart and rich heck he's the whole package. What about y/n?... she's pretty, she's creative, but she's smart enough to walk through a glass door assuming there was no door. She wasn't smart, she could barely even get into college. She definitely doesn't have the best history with boys. She's had her days, waking up looking like a mess, or look absolutely flawless at random times. Sunghoon looked perfect all the time, he's one of those friends you can take a picture of at an awkward moment, and he'd still look like a model.

"Y/n y/n!" Sunghoon called as he waved his hand in her face as the girl snapped out of her circling thoughts. "What are you thinking about?" the male asked as her eyes met his, god that fucking pretty smile. Why does he have to be so perfect? "Uh I-I- ILOVEYOU-" She blurted so quickly. Fuck. Her eyes widened. not even waiting to hear his response she ran. she slipped off her 7 inch heels, and ran faster, hugging them to her chest, leaving the man dumbfounded.

✧𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍✧