#embarassing...on the plus side i get what i wanted so!

[jeonginsleftcheek]

Stray Kids and specific things they adore about you

pairing: bf!ot8 x gn!reader

genre: fluff, suggestive

warning/s: none? not proofread and i feel like i literally can't english today so sorry if there are mistakes!

a/n: tried to keep the reader gender neutral, hope this is okay! just something short while i work on my longer fics, enjoy!🩷

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Chan:

He adores when you talk about something you're passionate about. He loves when you get so invested, eyes wide in excitement, your hands making all sort of gestures, your whole body vibrating with happiness. Chan just melts when he sees you like that and he just wants to grab you, hold you tight and never let go. He smile is always so big when you're so enthusiastic and he looks lovestruck. You notice the way his eyes shine and you start feeling a little shy, asking him if he's even listening to you. And ofcourse he is, he can recite back everything you just said because that's how attentive he is towards you.

Lee Know:

Minho loves watching you get unready. Whenever you come back home from a date or a hangout with your friends, he follows you with his eyes as you take your coat and shoes off. He loves your little sighs of relaxation whenever you peel off anything restricting. He watches you as you take off your make up and you get a little self-conscious and ask,

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Like what?"- he smirks.

"Like you're mesmerized or something."- you smirk back.

"I don't know what you're talking about."- he grins and you shake your head, getting back to your skincare routine.

You can see his cheeks becoming rosy, eyes squinty as he smiles behind you in the mirror and your heart skips a beat.

Changbin:

He loves looking at your hands while you cook. I know, very specific but I feel like he admires the delicacy and the love you put into making food for the both of you. The way your hands move and look while you do something mundane like cutting veggies, cleaning the meat or grinding spices, I can just imagine him forgetting to actually help you as he leans his chin on his hand and just looks at you sweetly. You don't even notice at first since you're concentrated on what you're doing but then you hear a very loud dreamy sigh and you look at your boyfriend. The way he's staring at your hands makes butterflies swarm in your stomach.

"Binnie?"

"Mhm?"

"The pasta?"- you point towards the stove, since you put him on pasta stirring duty earlier.

"Whoops!"- he jumps up making you chuckle as you pat his butt, the butterflies still making a mess inside your stomach.

Hyunjin:

Hyunjin loves watching you sleep, not in a creepy way, but in a 'my love is finally getting the sleep they needs plus they looks beautiful while literally just existing'. He admires you so much, loves your features, every single one of them. Where you see an imperfection, he sees pure beauty. He's mapping out every single detail about you, imprinting it in his mind because his romantic soul wants to savour every moment he has next to you. Sometimes he takes his sketchbook out and draws you or paints you. If you start to stir awake, he's by your side immediately, his lips pressing sweet kisses all over your face and you smile, still half asleep.

Jisung:

He loves when you hum or whistle randomly while listening to music. You first start humming and then singing quietly and you don't even notice it. But Jisung always does and he thinks you're adorable when you get into it and you're not even aware. Your body moves ever so slightly, like you tap your foot, your head moves a little and your fingers play a fictional piano on any surface near you. Sometimes that surface is Jisung and he chuckles at your cuteness, breaking your trance.

"Sorry."- you mumble, your face warming up in embarassment.

"Don't be. We were just getting to the good part. Keep playing."- he smirks.

The initial embarassment wears off because a few moments later both of you can't sit still and a dance party ensues right there in your living room.

Felix:

Whenever you concentrate while you're reading or doing something. That something could be you getting lost in thoughts while you clean up, you just vibing and doing your thing, like a hobby you have or you concentrated on counting his freckles while you cuddle. You're oblivious to just how much he observes you without saying anything. That's how he remembers all of your little habits, your brows furrowing, nail between your teeth when you get to a particularly interesting part of your book. How you push your hair back when it gets in the way. You always lose all your scrunchies so he keeps one on his wrist the whole time and he watches you struggle a little just because your little sighs of frustration are cute to him before he comes up behind you and helps you tie your hair. You lean your head back and smile at him and he chuckles and kisses your forehead.

Seungmin:

Seungmin loves to see you shine. And by that I mean if you're extroverted or just around friends you can be extroverted with and you're talking to them, having fun, maybe even commanding the whole room just by telling a story and making everyone laugh, Seungmin will be at your side looking at you proudly. He's always proud of you and mesmerized by how easy it is for you to be in the spotlight like that. He also takes pride in the fact that you're his, this amazing witty person, the person making everyone's heads turn is his partner. That boosts his confidence so best be sure that he will show you just how proud he is to call you his when you come back home.

Jeongin:

Opposite of Minho, Jeongin loves watching you getting ready to go out. He'll offer to help brush your hair or help you style your outfit. Problem is, if you have a hard time deciding between a few outfits, your usually fashion expert of a boyfriend will have a hard time helping you because you just look so perfect to him, no matter what you're wearing. At this point, he's making you change outfits on purpose just so he can look at you more before you two go out. He loves helping you choose your jewelry and will always add something of his. Like a ring, bracelet, watch, necklace... Anything, he loves sharing with you. If you decide to also add a clothing item of his, he will be smitten by you and his face will probably be red because he's so excited about sharing his closet with you.

✨Taglist: @moonchild9350 @janepg

[yasikeu]

Hey! Could you do maybe a fic where reader and sunghoon are dating, reader is a soloist, fans know about them and support them, but sunghoon gets jealous and possessive when he watches her dance with her male dancer at award show, maybe a nfsw :) (English is not my first language so please don't mind my bad grammar) thank you!

You had been practicing your new choreography for weeks, excited for the upcoming performance. Sunghoon had always supported your passion for dancing and singing, admiring the way you always performed with grace and confidence. Both of your fans loved and adored your relationship, but unfortunately that wasn’t enough reassurance for Sunghoon as he would get jealous over the littlest things.

The night before the award show, you had decided to perform your choreography in the practice room for him.

The dance was definitely sensual as it was full of sneaky glances and suggestive movements. As you danced around the room, lost in the music, you imagined yourself on stage. But there was one part of the routine that you hadn't shared with Sunghoon until now.

A part where you had to dance with another man. It was just part of the act, a bit of playful interaction solely meant to entertain and hype up the crowd. As you mimicked the motions, you couldn’t help but notice Sunghoon’s jaw tightening as he watched.

"Who’s that part for?" he asked, trying to keep his tone nonchalant but failing miserably to mask the anger in his voice.

Your throat went dry. You turned to face him before gulping nervously. "Oh, that’s just part of the choreography," you replied, trying to brush it off. "It’s nothing serious, just a bit of fun."

His eyes blackened, the jealousy becoming more evident. "Fun? Dancing with another guy like that is fun for you?"

His fists clenched at his sides, the veins on his hands bulging aggressively. Possessiveness began firing in his eyes, making your heart race uncontrollably as you knew what was about to happen.

You stepped closer. "You know I don’t get to choose the gender of my dancers Sunghoon. Plus, it’s just for a performance, right? It doesn’t mean anything I swear." you said softly, hoping to calm him down with your quiet tone.

But Sunghoon couldn’t shake the image from his mind, the thought of your body so close to another man and being able to have his hands all over you. He pulled you closer, his grip fierce but gentle. "Show me," he said, "Show me how you dance with him."

He watched your every move as you began to dance again, the heat between you two rising with every step you took.

When you moved to spin away, his hand extended out, catching your wrist and pulling your back against his chest swiftly. "No," he whispered, his voice a rough growl in your ear. "You don’t get to dance with him. You’re mine."

“But Sunghoon—“

He pinned you against the mirror as he relaxed his other hand onto your waist.

His lips brushing against your ear before trailing down to the flesh on your neck. "Let me show you who you really belong to." he hummed, the warmth of his breath radiating onto you.

“Could he ever fuck you as good as I do?” Sunghoon asked, his tone deepened as he nuzzled his nose into your neck. “I bet his dick wouldn’t be able to satisfy you like mine does.”

Sunghoon turned you around again, but this time with more force. “W-what are you doing?”

“I want you to watch yourself while I fuck you.” he groaned, rubbing his hard bulge against the softness of your ass.

“S-sunghoon” you whimpered softly, all of your frustration towards him melting away as you felt his erection pressed in between your cheeks.

“Yes princess?” he teased, grabbing you by the neck to make you face your reflection in the mirror as soon as you tried to look away in embarassment. “S-stop it, we can’t do this right now” you stuttered.

“Let’s see if you’re still thinking about him when I’m done with you.” he smirked. He began kissing you, exploring your mouth and smudging all of the lipgloss you had on.

He impatiently stripped you naked before undressing himself.

There was no more talking after that. You both communicated in moans and heavy breaths. His hands touching you everywhere, as if he was claiming his territory. You could feel the jealousy in every touch, every kiss. He was desperate in the way he held you, as if he needed to prove something, not just to you but to himself.

And you let him. You loved him like this, wild and possessive, showing you with every thrust that you were his and only his no matter what.

When you finally fell apart, breathless and still tangled in each other’s grip, the tension in the air had completely disappeared. He pulled you closer, his desire now replaced by a deep and satisfied contentment as he held you closely, skin against skin.

“Mine,” he murmured again, this time softer, as if he needed to remind himself.

[calisverse]

I feel like recent events have shown that we all as a community need a few reminders:

you curate your space. your dash, your post, etc. on the other side, people should tag things accordingly, and even more, if the pinpost itself which is now used as the main access to a post, tells you what topics they touch upon and you follow regardless, it is no longer the person' fault that you disregarded the warnings.

block if you must. softblock if you have. i usually dislike blocking out of losing the chance to see great writers on my dash. i filter tags and that's about it. if things are tagged accordingly.

remember that it's most content tw or content cw those will work the best when tagging whatever you need to.

sending anon hate was never fun and will never be. hiding behind faceless option to tell people they are stupid or they are not smart enough to handle certain topics is just out right rude and i do wonder if you had read the comment before sending it and going hmmm, maybe i shouldn't.

we all have our triggers, we all have our stories. some put it plainly on their bios or pinpost so we know and take them into account. I only have that i suffer from anxiety but i have plenty of other things that my closest friends know (and perhaps i should tell people, but personally i find them still too embarassing to say, or i feel guilty for it. aka suicide attempts and clinically diagnosed suicide ideation, plus GAD and chronic depression). regardless, we all have our things that sometimes make communication difficult. we have to get better at it. once the first step is make, we all find our friends .

having mains and affiliates does not make you elitist, specially in a world where you know that those are the people who always match your energy and even your times.

the same way, i been accused of only writing smut and i wonder. . .what of it? i will not be shamed for it, as i write it like erotica and i use it as a way to get into the character's and how they feel. shaming someone for rping certain type of content should not be an accusation to make someone feel bad. specially when many other opportunites are made to give interactions.

now for specific, asoiaf fandom is a big wide world. its a fandom that the canon material includes many triggering contents from chapter one (literally attempted child murder which is why my best friend stopped reading the book despite saying the writing was good). roleplaying in that fandom comes with a variaty of people who rp the canon and let it be, other who modify it, and others who ignore it. others who take a certain approach which should be respected, and on the same matter, if someone has the opposite approach, it should be respected as well.

cannot stress enough, ANON HATE IS NOT OKAY IN ANY SHAPE OF CAPACITY. we have all complained once or twice on our dash about the lack of interaction. we are not innocent of doing so, i think we all do it, not out of guilt tripping but out of genuinely wanting to interact more but sometimes 1 on 1 are difficult.

and god knows there is so much more i want to say but english is failing me at the moment.

[tokoyamisstuff]

gn! Reader | general NSFW warning | not proofread

Poor guy has to keep up with enhanced humans and literal monsters😭

But I think he's fairly skilled, especially with his hands...👀 plus he's a master at massage even without an ulterior motive hehe.

It's hard to define how religious he truly is. While he does believe in god, he sees the Vatican as means to his goal more than anything. But he tends to bend the faith's rule to his will, due to his childhood trauma doing anything outside of wedlock is a no-go for him. Expect to be dragged in front of the altar before even thinking to get naughty, and even then he's adamant to always use protection.

I think if youre one oft the few if not the only person he truly cares about he's gonna be very clingy. Not upfront, not in a romantic way that would make him seem vulnerable, but he'd definetly tryna find excuses to keep you at his side.

Sex is his way of telling you things he's unable to put into words. That's also the reason he's very touchy and ready to sleep with you at any time. Years of loneliness made him needy and starved for affection, preferable the physical kind, since this kind of intimacy comes easier to him.

Let's be fr this guy is pathetic, I just know he cries afterwards. Hey, at least now you know how to get him to open up.

Is into cockwarming for similar reasons. It makes him feel as close as possible to you to be buried inside as if you were made just for him. Does it even without being in the mood, the sensation is just somewhat comforting, reminding him you're there.

Is pretty selfish during the act, but lucky for you he's great at fore- and afterplay, so you definetly get your fill either way.

Has a severe degradation kink, wanting to show authority to make up for his inferiority complex. He'd never do anything off your limits, but damn he does indulge in humiliating you. Damn he can get rough, sending vile insults your way while forcing his cock down your throat like you're some kind of toy.

Into cum-play as well. No matter where, chest, mouth, belly, gushing out your hole...he loves to see you ruined with his seed. Tends to stuff it back into your mouth/entrance. If you swallow it while looking him in the eye, he'll instantly be ready for round two.

Does a 180 after he's finished though. Will shower you in apologies and compliments while kissing any inch of skin he can reach.

Sadly he's a busy man and his work always comes first, but he'll find ways to make up for it. Is surprisingly good at sexting and keeps a lot of indecent photos of you hidden on his phone. Snaps them whenever you look especially enticing during the act, and is eager to record videos too if you approve.

Phone-sex with this man is surely pleasant, to hear him whisper orders and other profanities in his smooth voice. Gosh.

Likes to have keepsakes from you while away longer, for example one of your panties. Keeps it in his pocket and lets his fingers run through it whenever he thinks of you. No need to tell you what he does with it when he misses you to much, dirty guy.

Definetly able to multitask. Get used to him being mentally absent while still fucking you stupid easily. Takes you from behind and suddenly puts a piece of paper on your back to write down a note for his sermon or something lmao.

Does buy you new outfits or toys to try out regulary.

Is pretty upfront about this forbidden affair in general. Corruption at the catholic church runs deep, and he is a very influental man. So he can basically do whatever he wants and no one dares punishing or even calling him out.

Also loves the thrill of public sex, especially when you suck him off during meetings. I'm pretty sure half of the attendees know you're there but they're too scared/shocked/embarassed to say something. I seriously think at some point he'd just grab you by the hair and continues to fuck you on the table while continuing the meeting as if it was nothing. After all, he likes showing off what he owns...they shouldn't stare at you too much, though, if they want to keep living.

[fluffyenergee]

Lee Scout and Ler Heavy please🙏🙏🙏

I said it before but now that I'm replying to it I shall repeat, since I tried to get clarification on what this was about twice and didn't get a reply but I really love those two together like that I decided to reply to this with headcanons. Chances are this ask is about this anyway so I don't feel too bad, but still. Pls, guys, clarify. I'm not a mindreader. I can guess at most.

Anywhooo. Since a lot of people see Heavy and Scout as having that little brother big borther dynamic I made this so dusgustingly romantic couple-like no one can see it as familial. They kiss and make out *thumbs up emoji*

obviously I'm biased but this is the best tickle dynamic ever. Itty bitty mad ticklish Scout who also loves being tickled and big-ass brick wall that is Heavy with the biggest ler energy ever? masterpiece

Heavy loves picking Scout up to tickle him. In any way and every way. Bridal style to lift his shirt and blow raspberries on his tummy. Picking Scout up under his arms which on its own drives him crazy with armpit tickles. Scout with his legs around Heavy's waist and arms around his neck and hanging on for dear life while Heavy's squeezing his sides. Heavy lifting him by one leg and tickling his foot. Scout sitting on Heavy's shoulders, barefoot while Heavy tickles those feet. All goes

again, size difference. Heavy's hand? That thing is almost as big as Scout's torso. Let alone two hands. Heavy can really easily tickle a few spots at once like sides, ribs, and armpits. It drives Scout absolutely crazy, in the best possible way. And if Heavy's blowing raspberries on another spot at the same time? Oh boy

they cuddle so much, so freaking much, and you bet Scout gets tickled then. He's always in danger of being tickled but especially if Heavy's the big spoon. With those hands around Scout's waist the little guy has no chances. Not that he really wants one

Heavy had suspected Scout enjoyed being tickled for a while and tried to coax Scout into admitting it but ultimately Scout did it after a longer and more intense tickle session when Heavy tickled him so good Scout was so dazed and blissed out and wanted this to repeat so much at the end he just kinda unconsciously admitted it. Naturally he was mad embarassed about it as soon as he started thinking clearly again

Heavy also tickles Scout by kissing him, and those would work from anyone, but of course Heavy being the biggest is really good at those kisses. And Scout loves those anywhere. Neck, tummy, feet, ribs, sides, hips, anywhere. And Heavy has that stubble of his which also helps with tickling and Scout m e l t s

you bet Heavy gives Scout massages. Sometimes they are legit massages (which usually tickle a bit anyway bc you know, Scout's that freaking ticklish) but other times they are just an excuse to tickle him and Scout can never guess which one it will be this time. Doesn't really matter cause he loves both of those

it takes a lot of effort and time but at some point because of Heavy's effort as well as Scout not wanting to hide it anymore since he likes being tickled just that much Scout is mostly open about being tickled, at least with Heavy. He's still mad flustered and all that but Heavy has been so good to him for such a long time Scout just trusts him

after that quite often Heavy tickles Scout so good and so intense he himself gets worried sometimes it's too much so then he stops and asks Scout if he's okay. Scout's half-delirious by then but he usually surprises him by not only wheezing out that he's okay but also begging for more. Sometimes Scout's lee mood is just that bad. Sometimes he just wants to be tickled to absolute brink

Scout really likes being tickled while he's on his front and can shove his face between the pillows and muffle his laughter like that. Plus there's the fact that it's much harder to see what spots Heavy's going for and he likes the surprise even if the anticipation is unbearable

for tickling they both love when Scout wears anything, more or less clothes, but their favourite is when Scout's wearing Heavy's shirt (which naturally is very much oversized on him), boxers, and thigh-lenght socks. I'm not even gonna try to pretend otherwise, this is very much what I think. Scout would look so cute like that, and heck, other characters that I love too. Would Scout own thigh-lenght socks? Yes. Yes he would. Don't argue with me about it. I'm right :D

having said that, other outfits that they both like Scout wearing for tickles is basically anything comfortable: Heavy's clothes in general, baggy and/or oversized clothes, sometimes just boxers if he's in that kinda mood. Of course it's Scout who decides what he prefers to wear for tickles if it's like a planned session etc, at least usually, sometimes he asks Heavy what he would like he wore, but the general point is that he doesn't like one more than the other, he just kinda circles through those outfit choices

same with restraints. Sometimes Scout wants no restraints, sometimes he just wants Heavy pinning him, sometimes he wants proper restraints. Same with blindfolds and anything of that sort really. Sometimes gags too. All depends on the mood

they usually do all the tickling stuff in private, well relative private, that is Heavy or Scout's room or sometimes other more isolated areas as well. That's definitely where all the more intense and/or longer tickling happens, but Heavy is not above some smaller tickles or teases in front of others too and speaking of which...

everyone else is very aware of the tickling the team's most adorable couple has going on (:3). They can hear it, okay? I dunno if the walls in the base would thin or not, but even if they aren't Scout gets tickled so often and he's so loud at one point the others debated whether they should instal some sort of sound-proofing in their rooms

heck, sometimes Scout is so tickled out when he wakes up in the morning he's half aware of everything and just keeps going around with that goofy ahh blissed out expression and practically levitating around and as a result is absolutely useless on the battlefield lol

being a certified ler means Heavy doesn't just tickle Scout, after all everyone there can use some tickles. And Scout can get jealous over that. It's okay, if that happens Heavy simply makes sure Scout gets tickled at least 2 times longer than whoever he was tickling before

but when Scout gets tickled by someone else? Heavy's not jealous, he lets it happen and heck, even encourages it. Later he teases Scout about being a lee in high demand but he can't forget Heavy is his main ler. Or if he does forget Heavy will be sure to remind him

Scout flails and wiggles a lot when tickled, of course, good that he has a giant boyfriend to hold him down when needed. But! Sometimes when Scout really craves tickles he's able to stop himself though he usually needs some sort of anchor. Like, having his arms wrapped around Heavy's neck while Heavy's tickling his exposed sides. Heavy freaking adores those moments because it shows just how much Scout loves those tickles and Scout will quicker do that than verbally say he loves being tickled, even though Heavy knows that damn well

those two often bathe together. Or shower I guess. Who knows for sure what they have in the base, I mean Mann Co. is freaking rich so like...? Well, whatever it is they do they do that and... a scrub brush... it's there and Heavy uses it for evil. He'd be holding Scout against a wall, holding his arms above his head and scrubbing his armpits and tummy and all that good stuff :3 (I love showering together in fics hjbdhhue)

you bet when Scout steals Heavy's sandwiches the punishment is tickles. Or touches Sasha. And oh he does so. A lot. Sometimes on purpose. Sometimes after that Heavy shares his sandwich with him anyway

speaking of food, Heavy will sometimes "treat" Scout as such, as in he will nibble and lightly bite on him. To tickle. Of course. He eats his ribs a lot >:3

something to fill my catboys need. In a universe where they are all catboys, or uh, catpeople, they sometimes groom each other, and Scout loves being groomed but having his ears groomed also tickles a bit and he knows he will end up giggling. So does Heavy and he may or may not be spanding waaay too much time on that. Well, in normal universe Scout's ears are a bit ticklish as well, so that's not exactly surprising

ok, ok, one more. Heavy's tail? Real fluffy, criminally even. Uses it for tickling as well. The best way to use it is to have Scout lying on his back with uncovered tummy while Heavy's gently brushing his tail across it

Scout is just as much as a masochist for tickles as Medic is, he's just much more embarassed about it. Anyway. Heavy and Scout are the best duo fr fr. Lovers? Awesome. Friends? Hell yeah! Friends that kiss? Yuh! Same team? Yay! Crossfraction? Wohoo!

[kewpiekitty]

A/N: this is a oneshot i posted on my wattpad and wanted to share here !! please consider checking out my wattpad, it's linked on my navigation page !! if you liked this then please feel free to send in requests !!

The cold morning breeze blows the pungent smell of tobacco into my face, causing my body to recoil in disgust and my face contorting into a scowl. I sigh leaning against the outside wall of the convienice store for support. 

“Do you seriously have to smoke right now?” I ask, narrowing my eyes. “Ido-kun said we needed to get there before the sale ends, and you know he won’t be happy if your little smoke break stops him from getting that cabbage.” 

“Tch..it’ll be fine. He’s the one that always tells me it’s okay for me to smoke on my break anyways .” He finishes, taking another drag of his cigarette. As he blows out, the thick smoke surrounds his face, making him look hazy. 

“MEI!” Ido yells, rushing towards us with grocery bags in hand. I move from my spot and nudge Mei. “I told you he wasn’t gonna be happy with your little break.”  

Ido stops in front of his older brother and lectures him for smoking once again. “You can’t be smoking here, you know it isn’t a designated smoking area! Plus stopping to smoke here is going to ruin our chances of getting the finest cabbage for our meal!” He scolds his brother for the umpteenth time. 

He hunches over, his lips tightly pursed together. His usual stoic expression now replaced by embarassment. 

‘I tried to warn him. This idiot doesn’t ever want to listen to me.’ I begin to walk off without the brothers, not in the mood to hear Ido’s scoldings for the thousandth time today. 

I feel a cold hand clamp down on my arm, holding me in place. “Where are you going?” The older brother asks me, his face close to mine. I can feel his warm breath on my face. It smells like cigarettes and the melon soda he drank earlier. 

“I’m tired of hearing you guys bickering. Plus we need to get to that sale before everything runs out.” I say removing his hand from my arm, the warmth fading as fast as it arrived. 

I begin to walk but quickly stop and turn my head back. Looking at the two brothers who seem to be locked in place. “Are you guys coming or what?” I ask and continue walking, hearing two sets of footsteps running to catch up to me. 

When we arrive at the market I notice all of the cabbages had already been taken. Ido and I arrived before his brother since he saw something he wanted to get and insisted he’d catch up with us. 

“N..No…It can’t be...we came this far to get it too…” Ido’s head hung in dissapointment. I place my hand on his shoulder, rubbing it soothingly. 

“Hey it’s okay Ido-kun, we can always get something else for dinner. I’m sure you can make something just as tasty.” I try to assure him, feeling bad about being too late to get the ingredient we needed. 

Mei soon joins us, walking up while holding a white plastic bag in his hand. 

“Uh oh, it’s sold out? I guess we’ll have to change tonight’s dinner from cabbage rolls to something else.” He says unbothered 

I cock my head to the side questioningly. “What’s in the bag Mei?” I reach for it wanting to see what’s inside but he snatches it away and hides it behind his back. “Don’t worry about it! It’s none of your buisiness anyways.” He turns his head to face his brother, only now realizing the trouble he’s in. 

Ido raises his head, his eyebrows knitted together in frustration. “You said that you wanted to smoke just one cigarette. Yet you smoked two while I wasn’t looking so we didn’t make it in time!” 

“I apologized for that earlier. Don’t get so angry.” Mei says avoiding his little brothers accusatory glare. Ido crouches down, grabbing onto the case that used to hold the cabbages. His knuckles turning white from gripping the edge so hard. 

“What should we do now? Master said that we were going to have cabbage rolls today…” 

Mei stands beside Ido, looking down at him, his hand still behind his back. “Then it should be okay to buy a different one. There’s a lot of other good cabbages.” He says looking around trying to find a different stall selling the needed ingredient. 

Suddenly Ido jumps up pointing at the empty bin. “But this fresh, high quality, cabbage is good!” 

“But it’s sold out so we don’t have any other choice.” Mei crosses his arms, getting embarassed that he’s getting scolded by his little brother. “This is because you smoke! If you wouldn’t have smoked then we would’ve gotten here in enough time!” He yells getting frustrated with his unconcerned brother. 

While the two were bickering a soft voice breaks between them. A beautiful woman offers her cabbage. “You can have this one if you want!” She says with a bright smile. “Eh…is it really okay? You won’t have ingredients for your dinner.” Mei questions, feeling a little bad for taking this woman’s ingredients. “I could pay you for it if you’d like ?” I offer, feeling bad about taking it from her. 

She waves her hand dismissively and insists we take it. Explaing that they changed their dinner for today. 

Mei offers the woman a coupon for a free side dish in return. We begin to walk off but before we’re out of earshot I hear the little girl. “Why are they wearing maid uniforms if they’re men?” I chuckle to myself because I’ve been wondering the same thing since I met them. 

As we walk back to prepare dinner I attempt to make conversation with Mei since Ido is still talking about how good his dish will be with the premium cabbage. “So…are you gonna tell me what’s in the bag now?” I smile and bat my eyelashes at him, trying to convince him to tell me. 

“Why are you so nosy today?” He scoffs but reaches his hand into the bag and rummages around. His hand emerges from the bag, bringing a soft F/C cat out with it. He hands it to me but keeps his eyes on the ground. 

“Don’t tell me you don’t like it because I know that’s your favorite color.” I lightly touch the plush taking the image of it in. ‘It reminds me of my old cat’ I think to myself, petting the top of it’s head. The fabric is soft and silky, it’s eyes look so realistic, and the collar around it’s neck is made of a velvet like material.  

Before I know it we’ve made it back to the lair, and a hand grabbing mine breaks me out of my trance. Mei looks at me questioningly. “Don’t get the wrong idea, I just saw it and it reminded me of you.” He looks away takes my hand and leads me inside. 

‘He can be such an asshole sometimes. Though other times, he can be the biggest sweetheart. He knows just how to get under my skin. Just as much as he knowb how to make me soft.’ 

Everyone raves about the cabbage rolls that Ido had made, stating that they had a different taste and texture. All of them ask for seconds since it’s so delicious. ‘I do have to agree they were really good.’ I find a spot on the floor, still holding the cat plush Mei had given me earlier. 

Once Mei had finished washing dishes and cleaning up after everyone he clears his throat and sits next to me. “Is…is it okay?” He asks while looking at me, awaiting my answer.

A soft smile graces my face. “It’s more than okay…It’s perfect. It reminds me of my old kitty.” I say, playing with the headpiece that goes with his uniform. He acts annoyed but leans into my touch just enough for me to notice. “Tell me about them.” He says

I start reminiscing about my old pet, bringing up fond memories of my life before I started working as a bodygaurd. He listens closely and hardly says a word other than an occasional hum to let me know that he’s listening. My eyelids get heavy and darkness begins to engulf me. 

Mei’s POV

Their words start slurring together and I can feel their breathing begin to slow down. I soon feel a weight on my shoulder, I look over to see them peacfully sleeping. “I can’t believe you’re already tired.” I scoff, picking them up and taking them to their room. 

I lay them down onto the bed and place the plush in their arms. I cover them up with the blanket sitting on the bed. As I turn to leave a soft hand grabs my arm and stops me. 

“stay…please.” Their voice is small, so much so that I can barely hear them. 

I want to argue but I don’t have the strength to. So I sit on the edge of the bed and hold their hand, watching as they drift back to sleep. Once I’m sure they’re asleep I get up and plant a small kiss on their forehead. Fixing my uniform, I head back to the kitchen quietly shutting the door. 

[littlestarbigsky]

anotha fic to add to my ponyboy with breathing problems series😚

pt. 1

pt. 2

(again, not a chapter fic but they all exist in the same worlds)

anyways here’s johnny helping pony with his asthma :)

"hey, curtis! get over here!" their teacher shouted, and johnny watched as ponyboy jogged over half-heartedly, doubling over on the sidelines to catch his breath. their teacher clapped him on the shoulder, motioning for him to go over to the bench before walking over to the rest of the class.

johnny sighed sadly, starting to wheel himself over to the bench. he knew pony wouldn't be able to run much anymore, at least not like he used to. the doctor had been perfectly clear that it wasn't safe for him anymore. it had been hard enough having to quit track, but wheezing like this in school was just embarassing for him.

they had been running benchmark tests in gym class, just to see where everyone should be placed. pony had always placed in the top of the class without even trying, but he'd recently been having problems with pushing himself too hard. and maybe he always pushed himself a little too far, only now it was pretty obvious how badly it was hurting him.

"you alright, pony?" johnny asked, his wheelchair skidding to a halt beside the bench.

pony didn't respond. if johnny didn't know better, he would have thought pony hadn't heard him at all with how quiet he spoke most of the time. but he did know better, and he knew full well that pony had heard him, he was just too caught up in his frustration and being angry with himself that he had ignored johnny.

johnny huffed, "you don't gotta ignore me, pony..."

again, pony stayed still, aside from his chest still heaving, trying to keep his breathing under control. now that johnny was so close to him, he could hear pony wheezing, and it made something in his chest clench. he had seen pony's asthma get bad before, but darry and soda had been there.

johnny reached over to one of the pockets hanging off the side of his wheelchair that two-bit's mama had made for him and fished around until he pulled out ponyboy's inhaler, which darry had made johnny promise he’d keep handy. they spent enough time together that everyone knew i couldn’t hurt.

"here, you're wheezin'," johnny nudged pony's arm with the inhaler, but pony just turned his head to look the other way, scrubbing a hand down his face.

johnny tried again, starting to worry but also losing his patience, "come on, pony, please. you're just gonna get worse if you don't use it. damn it, i'm no fan of how much we got goin' wrong with us either but we gotta do what we can. i know you're angry, but ignorin' me ain't gonna help much."

"i'm sorry..." pony's voice was so quiet, if johnny hadn't already been so close, there was no way he would have heard him.

both of their voices had gotten pretty quiet since the fire. the doctor said it had something to do with smoke inhalation, and johnny supposed that made sense, but it was still different. it was different not being able to hear pony’s loud, raucous laugh when two-bit messed with him. it was different that they had to pound on the table if they wanted to talk during dinner.

johnny sighed, beginning to regret yelling at pony, even though he had every reason to, "shoot, pony, you don't gotta be sorry. i just want you to take care of yourself, that's all."

pony nodded, and johnny didn't push for him to say anything else. he knew words and talking were sometimes harder after he had trouble breathing.

"plus," johnny continued, handing pony his inhaler, which he finally took. "darry and soda'll skin me if somethin' happens to you."

pony chuckled lightly before taking a puff from his inhaler, holding it for a few seconds, and then breathing out slowly.

"there ya go," johnny smiled, patting his shoulder while he took a few more steadying breaths.

their gym teacher jogged over a few minutes later, right after pony had taken his second puff, "you okay, curtis?" pony nodded. "and what about you, john, you doin' okay?"

"yeah, we're cool," johnny answered, not meeting his eyes.

"alright well listen, you two are free to go for this class, i'm gonna divide everyone up to play dodgeball, but if you want to just head to the cafeteria, that's fine, too."

johnny enjoyed school much more now that the teachers had to give him special attention. it was a nice change of pace for him, but his grades had gotten better since people had started to treat him like a person.

the teacher walked away, leaving them alone. johnny watched him leave before pony tuned to him and smiled.

"what do ya say we hop down to the dx and bug soda for a pepsi? he said last night that they're working on a t-bird today."

johnny nodded and started wheeling himself alongside pony.

[youllneverguesswhat]

Bad Friend - OsaSunaKo

This was bad. This was really really bad. Komori was not one to be this horrible of a friend. He loved his friends with all his being, heart and soul, physically and spiritually. So how could he have been so heartless, so careless.

Rintarou Suna was his best friend. Almost like family to him (this is subjective), so what could have possibly possessed Komori to do this.

Suna had insisted Komori meet Osamu, truly pestered the red head about it.

“C’mon toya.” Rin had said with a fox like grin. “I think you guys would get along so well, plus you’re bound to meet him at a family event the way Sakusa and Atsu’s relationship is heading. Wouldn’t it be better for you to meet him now and get it over with?” He had pried all but a couple days ago.

Truth was, Komori had met Osamu in passing numerous times while hanging out with Atsumu, and each time Komori was a flustered blubbering mess of a human.

It was different with Atsumu. He was loud, brazen, attitude personified standing on two legs. Albeit very attractive it was easy to not have any temptations around his cousins boyfriend.

His brother, however, was sex walking.

The first time Komori had met Osamu was when he was meeting up with Atsumu and Kiyoomi to run some errands. Their starting meeting place being Onigiri Miya. He had walked up to the counter unaware that he would be greeted by a man sculpted from an artist of the Roman Empire.

“What can I do ya for?” Osamu had greeted, lazy smile crinkling up to his eyes. Komori had been so flustered by his biceps bulging out of his sleeves his thought and speech bubbles must have gotten mixed up, for instead of whatever he wanted to order he blurted out “you can do me, yeah.”

Komori doesn’t think he had ever walked so fast in his life, when in that moment he spun on his heel and decided to wait for his cousin outside.

The next few times were less awkward but no less embarassing for Komori. These introductions had been spread over the course of a year, he had no idea Rin and Osamu were even friends until his teammate had showed him a picture of his current boyfriend.

So when Rin had brought up the idea that they all go out for Osamu and Komori to get to know each other, since their paths are bound to continue crossing; Komori was … hesitant, to say the least.

Not that he didn’t want to be on good standing terms with his best friends boyfriend and possible cousin in law (is that a thing), but Komori had no idea how to approach this in a civilized adult way. So he did the only thing he could think of to loosen the immanent of anxiety that laid over his skin. Drink.

Two shots for good measure before he left the house to meet with Rin and Osamu at a local bar.

When Komori walked into the establishment, The couple were already sitting in a corner booth next to the bar. Looking at eachother with enough love in their eyes to make the devil sick. It almost made Komori sick, not with them of course, but with himself more than anything. This attraction he had to Osamu had to end here and now. He was going to jeopardize his family, his job, and his friends if he didn’t get his shit together.

In the midst of his panic, Rin had looked up and waved him over. An exhale left Komori as he made his way over to them.

The couple stood, a respectful bow came from Komori and Osamu in response. “Ew stop being so disgustingly formal, Komori come here,” Rin had pulled Komori into a tight hug, lingering as he spoke actual introductions between the two while swaying Komori side to side.

After Rin had finally let Komori go, they sat in their designated seats.

“It’s nice to officially meet you, Rin here talks so much about you.” A casual smile with his arm draped on the back of Rins chair. Amusement flashing in Osamu’s eyes as he picks up his drink to take a sip. Making direct eye contact with Komori who avoids it frantically and sips from his own. Rin’s eyes falter between the two. Seemingly mischievous to see how this plays out.

“All good things I hope, I’ve heard quite a bit about u from Atsumu. Although I’m not too sure u can trust his judgement on most things.” Komori chuckled dryly. His mind running a mile a minute hoping by some grace of god a sinkhole would open underneath his chair and take him. But this had brought a vocal laugh out of Osamu, head thrown back on his chair.

“Ya got that right, can’t trust him for shit. But Rin’s judgement is lot better. All great things, some I can’t wait to see for myself.” A smirk rested on his lips as he leaned forward in his elbow.

After some more small talk, Rin had decided to order the table a round of shots. With the two shots he took at home and the drinks he had been sipping on, Komori got… more than comfortable, to say the least.

“No way! you use to play volleyball too?!” A drunk and overly excited Komori had asked, his butt out of the chair as he now leans his upper body over the table to be closer to Osamu who is telling him some stories of his past. Osamu had his elbows on the table, unbothered by how close Komori had gotten to him. Faces less than a foot apart.

“I have to say it’s a little disappointing Rin hasn’t told you much about me,” he smiles lazily tilting his head to glance as the man sitting next to him. Rin was leaned back, relaxed and unbothered. Shrugging Osamu’s glare off with a sip of his own cup.

“Oh im sure it’s no fault of his! I talk Rins ear off when we’re hanging out or working.“ Komori smiles taking another swig of his drink. Was it his? Komori can’t seem to recall how many glasses or where they were coming from. Osamu was so fun to talk to he can’t believe Kiyo hasn’t introduced them sooner.

“Komori here is always telling me about his dating struggles. Seems no one can do it for him these days.” Rin fakes exasperation. “Almost makes me wanna take him myself.” Rin snickers at him whilst sticking his tongue out teasingly.

Komori’s neck goes red. “Not everyone can be in a perfect relationships like u and atsu,” Another swig from the glass in front of him.

“It’s just hard to find people who can work around our schedule, I’m sure you guys know how tough that is!” His eyes go between the two men in front of him.

“Rin and I have been in each others lives for so long I actually look forward to the days he’s gone,” Osamu chuckles eyes low as he looks over at his lover.

“don’t let him fool you he texts me the second I leave the house begging me to stay,” Rin plays as he shoves Osamu’s face to look the other way.

Komori could only watch them longingly, it would be nice to have someone know u this well. To have someone waiting for you after an away game. The quiet had settled at the table, Komori staring at his drink instead of ahead. He hears a chair squeak.

“I’m getting kind of tired, I think I’m going to head out.” Rin finally says, yawning dramatically as he shoots Osamu a knowing nod. Osamu doesn’t move to get up as Rin takes his stand, but Komori does. “Awe Rin Rin stay out a little longer,” the shorter man frowns, pulling Rin into a tight hug and looking up at him from his chest.

“Osamu will keep you great company. Promise.” A smirk propped on his face and a hand running through Komori’s hair.

After disconnecting with him, a little hesitantly but it also could have been Komori latching onto the spiker; He bent over the table to give Osamu a chaste kiss before waving to them on his way out.

Komori sat at the table with a huff.

Osamu looked at him, deciphering how he should make his next move. The alcohol flowing through his system, making him feel lighter.

“Im sure Rin told ya this already but ya look great tonight,” Komori eyes went wide, the alcohol induced blush on his face worsening from the compliment.

“He mentioned it, it’s weird to hear it from you though.” He laughed dryly. Attempting to offset whatever conversation was about to happen. Komori can’t help but think about how he should’ve left with Rin. How rude was it to stay and hang out with your best friend’s boyfriend. Alone!

A drunken laugh fell from Osamu’s lips. It was a little ridiculous how good he looked under the low lighting of the bar. His sharp edges more pronounced as he lowers his head to look Komori in the eyes.

“Weird? Why’s that Toya? I’m simply stating a fact. As would anyone else in this bar.” His eyes gleamed as he started looking around at the bodies in the building. “If ya don’t believe me should we ask ‘em?” Voice low and seemingly dangerous. Komori’s fight or flight does not exist in the realm of his intoxication right now. All he could focus on was how his name sounded coming out of Osamu’s mouth. Oh he wishes he could come in it instead.

His face must’ve shown some sort of shocked emotion, “Ya don’t need to be so nervous around me, ya mean a lot to Rin, so I’d really like to get to know ya more. Show ya a good time.” A hand rested on top of Komori’s on the table. Calloused and larger than his. His mind was in the gutter. Osamu was not flirting with him there was no way. He was being friendly and genuinely trying to get to know him. As a friend!

They had stayed only a bit longer at the bar. Osamu had managed to slot his legs around Komori’s, occasionally pulling his chair closer when the libero went too far as if this was a normal thing to be doing. Komori wanted to be paying attention to what Osamu was talking about, truly. But the thumb rubbing against his held hand, and the pressure from his leg. Komori’s drunken brain was only ridiculed by mouth watering thoughts. He could not have been subtle in his current state.

Eyes raking over Osamu’s arms that rested on the table, spending more than enough time staring at his chest. Osamu noticed, but left Komori to his own devices as he kept talking about nothing. Flexing his muscles periodically when he felt Komori’s gaze drifting away.

This was dangerous. Komori knew he was drunk and so was Osamu, the last thing he needed was to make a really bad mistake and ruin his relationship with Rin.

“I think I should be heading out, it’s getting late.” Komori states nodding to Osamu as he goes to stand up. Osamu stands with him, never letting go of his hand until. “Let me take ya home. It’s dangerous out there these days. I’d hate to see a pretty thing like you get snatched up.”

Komori is not like his cousin. His resolve is weak.

Osamu’s hand found homage on the other’s waist. Holding him close as they walked side by side to Osamu’s car. As much as Komori swore he was trying to sway away from the man, he somehow found himself slotted under Osamu’s armpit with his arms wrapped his waist. Walking in step with each other as the wind hit their faces. It was cold! What was a man suppose to do? Freeze?

A few moments had passed and Komori was now in the passenger seat of Osamu’s car.

Pulling out his phone he saw a selfie from Rin, letting him know he had got home safe. Smiling, he moved his phone over to show Osamu who just chuckled. Then came in a second text message, “Toya let him take care of you, I’ll see you tomorrow” with a heart and an emoji Komori’s eyes couldn’t seem to focus on.

He really loved his friends, Rin had always been so good to him. He giggled, alcohol still flowing through his body making him happier by the second. He showed Osamu again who just gave his thigh a squeeze. When did he put that there?

“Lub u ur so prety,” is what Komori was able to produce after trying to type on his phone for who knows how long.

By the time he had hit send, his eyes shifted from his phone to the hand on his thigh, then to the road.

“Osamu, you’re too nice for your own good. What if I was crazy! I could be a murderer ya know!” Dropping his phone down in his lap dramatically, voice loud and comfortable.

A laugh escaped from the drivers mouth. Komori wish he could hear it forever. Such an intoxicating sound, he wouldn’t need alcohol ever again.

“Toya, you really shouldn’t make such jokes. What would happen if I was the dangerous one. Pretty lamb like you would just get eaten up. I’m sure you’d like that though”

right hand sliding up higher on Komori’s thigh. His brain was short circuiting. There’s no way Osamu was implying what Komori thought he was. Komori’s eyes shoot up to look around, when did they park.

“Wouldn’t you?” Osamu’s voice was a lot closer now. Komori refusing to meet his eyes stayed facing towards the window.

Mantras of good friendship and being a better person ringing through his head as the ringing in his ears gets louder. Osamu’s hand leaves his thigh and grabs his chin, forcing his passenger to look him in the eyes.

Komori gulped, loud enough for the entire car to hear. He had also realized in his time trying to avoid Osamu’s gaze, that they were not in front of his apartment. In fact, Komori had no idea where they were right now. He had also realized, that he is embarrassingly hard over this fact.

Wasn’t alcohol suppose to make you impotent.

Osamu’s eyes moved around Komori’s face, as if trying to read how he was feeling. Komori didn’t know himself.

He did know however, that there was a very attractive man right in front of him who wanted him. Rin was going to kill him. Selfish he.

Komori met Osamu’s lips with a lunge, messy and full of teeth. Osamu couldn’t help but smile as he went to unbuckle both their seatbelts. Upon hearing the click, the red head had moved to lean over his center console. Osamu had grabbed the back of his head to hold him close as he moved his chair back to give space for Komori to climb on top of him. Whom of which, wasted no time in doing so.

Komori is glad he had the alcohol in his system. Had he not he probably would’ve been worried about who could see them or if the car was shaking.

But right now all he cared about was being as close as possible to the man in front of him. Hips grinding down, his clothed crotch meeting Osamu’s. A soft groan came from Osamu everytime he had lowered himself back down.

Lips moving feverishly against each other in an unknown competition. Who could devour the other more. Osamu’s hands were trailing all over Komori’s torso. Running them over perspirated skin. Their final resting place on Komoris hips, grinding them down harder to chase a release for the both of them.

“Toya, doll, why don’t you come upstairs?” Osamu detached himself from Komoris lips and asked as he trailed wet kisses down his neck. Komori could only nod. Unable to speak as his hips were being dragged along the other. If Osamu didn’t stop soon this would be very embarassing for sober Komori.

Drunk Komori however, did not give two shits about coming in his pants from a little shameless dry humping.

Stilling them both to turn off the car. Osamu had miraculously managed to get them both out of the drivers seat without dropping the other. One hand holding onto him while the other dangled the keys around until he found his apartment fob.

“Hold onto me, I don’t need u falling now.” A hushed voice rang in Komori’s ear. Komori moved his hips to gain some sort of friction as he started licking at Osamu’s neck while he walked. Eyes closed, body acting on its own. It took everything in Osamu’s will power not to just fuck him in the hallway of his apartment complex.

But good things come to those who wait, because the second Osamu closes his apartment door, Komori is grabbing his face and brings him in for another languid kiss. Osamu’s tongue entering Komori’s without permission, exploring the caverns as deep as it’d go.

Osamu mentally thanks himself for not taking Komori to his house, as navigating a home he didn’t know with his eyes closed would have deemed impossible. But, here Osamu was able to lead them both straight to his living room couch. Bed was too far, and Osamu was painfully hard.

Setting Komori down on the couch his free hands immediately darting to the other’s pants, as Komori’s hands still ran their way through the undercut of his hair. Allowing Osamu to take what he pleased as long as he was still touching him.

With a shift in his hips to help Osamu pull his pants down, he broke away for a split second. When the pleasure was at a low and he was able to process what was happening.

Osamu’s hands ran up and down milky thighs and he left sloppy kisses down Komori’s jaw.

“Wait Osamu!” He grabbed the man’s shoulders to steady him and detach off his neck.

“You have a boyfriend, did you forget about that?” Komori looked at him with pleading eyes, slightly watery from the sudden change of body temperature he had just experienced.

Osamu tilted his head, a slow smile appeared on his face as he grabbed Komoris hands and lowered himself onto his knees in front of the couch. Eyes hazed over with want as he put the Libero’s hands on his cheek and neck. Nestling into it feigning innocence.

“I could have another one.” a kiss on his wrist, no eye contact broken.

“Unless ya think ya’d get too selfish.” A kiss to his knee.

“I’d hate for our wonderful Sunarin to feel left out,” he clicked his tongue before licking a strip on the inside of Komori’s thigh, calloused hands now gripping his hips and moving him closer to the edge of the couch in a rush.

Before Komori could rebuttal, Osamu had taken his cock into his mouth with no warning. Hands flew to his hair attempting to remove him, failing as his body laxed immediately in pleasure. On top of that, this was a beautiful sight to see.

This big man on his knees, pleasuring Komori. This was something Komori had only ever seen in his dreams. Though, he didn’t bask in it long as Osamu hollowed his cheeks and ran the underside of Komori’s dick on his tongue.

Breathy moans left the red heads mouth. Head thrown back onto the couch cushion as his hand found its way to Osamu’s Hair. Tugging slightly causing vibrations from Osamu’s moan to course through his veins.

“Hah .. hahhh~” moans louder by the second as Komori felt his stomach contract once. His gut feeling that pool of warmth as Osamu sucked incessantly on his tip. Attempting to hold back his orgasm, Komori went to pry Osamu off of him.

Which worked … lazy grin looking up at him, though simultaneously he feels a finger invade his hole.

Komori shuttered completely, a flash of white fielding his vision as his cock twitches at the intrusion. Coming all over his stomach as Osamu works him through his orgasm, finger thrusting slowly in and out but never fully leaving him.

A line of spit slowly hanging from his mouth onto Komori’s taint, as he felt it make its way towards his hole, adding enough lubrication for Osamu to add a second finger in.

Komori was whining pathetically now. The overstimulation causing him to try and get away, to no avail.

“Oh doll you can’t run away from me, I’m just giving you what you wanted right? Since no one is able to give you what you need I thought I’d be the perfect dildo for you. It’s so very selfless of me, isn’t it?” Osamu’s voice was nothing but condescending, fox eyes following a tilted head looking at Komori as if he was waiting for approval. The sinister smile that settled on his face making Komori squirm again.

Komori’s eyes rolled to the back of his head. Babbles of “Samu please ~” “please please please please~” moaned and gasped in between breaths.

Osamu was on his third finger, scissoring them through making Komori’s chest move up and down at a quickened rate. Tears threatening to spill as the pleasure was too much and not enough at the same time. He was teasing his hole but purposely missing that sweet bundle of nerves that Komori was begging for.

“Samu please ~ I ungghh ~” he moans through his words. “I wanna cum please ~ it’s been so ngghhh ~” Komori can’t finish his thought, the only thing on his mind is chasing the release that was being withheld from him, his entire body craving such a simple touch.

“Since you asked so nicely baby I’ll give you what you want, but remember. I still need to come, okay?” Osamu’s raises from his knees while thrusting his fingers in and out faster. The wet sounds echoing off of his living room walls.

Hovering over the smaller man, knee propping himself up on the couch as he adjusts his hand deeper to finally hit the spot Komori has been begging for.

A loud gasp followed by his back arching. Komori chased the feeling, grinding back on Osamu’s hand.

Osamu began thrusting his hand faster, hitting Komori’s prostate every. single. time. Komori’s back arched off the couch as he turned his head to look at Osamu with tears running down his cheeks.

“Is’ too muc’ Samu ~” a large exhale as Komori finally reached his peak, shooting his streams of white cum all over his stomach once again.

Taking Komori’s mouth into his, as he slows down his hand and kisses him through it. “Motoya, you did so good for me,” Osamu’s voice turned reassures in between kisses as he finally removed his hand from the crevice it resided.

Komori whined at the loss, wrapping his arms around Osamu’s neck, pulling him into another deep kiss.

[jongsigf]

Airport Dreams | Nishimura Riki

Synopsis: You are one of the top students of your university and you recieved a scholarship to a prestigious college of music in the states. You were really excited as this was a special scholarship given to very few gifted students across South Korea. It gave you a chance to make your dreams come true.

THEMES: Airport crush, fluff, Skinship

WARNING(S): pet names, (lmk if there are any more!!!)

WORD COUNT: 2.6k

[Author's Note:] Hope you all enjoy this sweet short story <3!!!

The airport bustled with conversations, suitcases rolling against the floor with the speakers beeping occasionally. You had your passport in one hand as you gripped your suitcase handle in the other and a duffel bag slung onto one shoulder.

This was it, you were finally going to the states to pursue your dream of becoming a producer for music. Excitement bubbled inside you, imaging all the cool things you would be able to explore in a new country, meet new people, eat so many new foods. But you also had this sinking feeling of having to leave your family behind. It was the first time you would be travelling alone. But you had to put on a brave face.

You straighted up your back, letting out a determined exhale. "I can do this. Anxiety shall not-" but the second you were about to step further into the airport while motivating yourself in your head. Your foot slipped on ground as you landed flat on your butt.

You groaned as you hit the ground, your eyes falling onto the bright yellow 'Wet Floor' sign which was well in view yet you had missed. "Great, just how I wanted this to go." You sighed pushing yourself back up to your feet and dusting yourself off. Scanning the place, hoping nobody had witnessed that embarassing moment.

You made your way to the luggage claim, following directions and weight checks. You watch as your pink pearly suitcase rolled away on the conveyors. You took a breath. Well there was no turning back now. You wouldn't see your suitcase for another 15 hours until you landed in New York.

You nodded a thank you as walked further into the airport to the security checks. You always had that small ounce of fear of being caught with something even though you make sure to follow the rules of what to bring.

Luckily, your fear was short-lived as you made it through just fine, carrying your duffel bag, passport and plane ticket. You then went in search of your gate. You looked down at the ticket in hand which had 'Gate 7' printed. There was still time before your flight and your stomach was growling with hunger. You decided to head over to the food court to eat.

As you entered the vibrant food court, a complete contrast to the cold and dull area of the secuirty checks, you looked around wondering what could fill your appetite. Airport food was fairly expensive but you had plenty of savings from summer jobs. That also reminded you that you hard to figure out how to get a job when you arrived at the states. Guess not everything can be fun and adventerous.

As your eyes scanned the food outlets, your eyes landed on a tall guy. He was at the Sushi outlet speaking to the cashier over the counter, even from so far he looked so tall compared to the people around him which made him stand out, plus his unqiue sense of style.

He had jet black fluffy hair which trailed down to his nape, mullet style with one side bangs. He was wearing a simple white tank top with black jeans and a navy and orange jacket with sunglasses which were more than half way down his nose, showing off his sharp, elegant gaze.

The thought of food had completely vanished from your brain. You stared in a daze as your eyes scanned the guy up and down. You were known to be a hopeless romantic and fall for almost any guy you saw, but this guy was different, cause man he was ethereal.

You stood still, frozen in your tracks as you kept your eyes on the guy. It was almost like he was moving in slow motion. He then thanked the cashier as she handed him a small bag of food and began walking in your direction. But you were so out of it as you watched his figure get closer and closer.

You finally then realised he was heading in your direction making you slight panic as your heart thumped even faster, yet you didn't move from your spot, keeping your eyes on every movement when he was just a feet away you suddenly inhaled sharply which came out as a gasp as your passport slipped out of your hand, the leather cover slapping on the ground as both you and the guy darted your head to the floor.

You raised your head again, noticing the guys gaze on your fallen passport before he glanced back up and you for a moment, then crouching to the ground, picking up your passport in his hand and getting back up holding it out to you. "Are you ok?"

His voice was as deep as the titantic boat horn. His accent was slightly off but so addictive. Like you could listen to it forever. "Y-yeah. Thanks." You said, trying your best not to stutter as he flashed a small grin nodding to you and beginning to walk off.

His smile sent butterflies down to your stomach. You watched him walk away. His broad shoulders and long torso back on display. You wanted to yell out and continue a conversation but your words were stuck in your throat as he slowly disappeared into the crowds.

You just sighed letting it go. It wasn't like you would ever likely see this guy again. You headed over to go get your food, with the thought of the guy still roaming your head. Making silly delusional scenarios in your mind, imagining to meet with him again and somehow ending up together.

Later on it was finally time to board your plane. You tread over to your number gate as you began boarding, heading to your seat. The aisles were crowded as some passengers has already settled into their seats while your eyes scanned the numbers of each seat row to find your seat.

Finally you made it to your row as you eyes settled on the three empty seats lined up on the right side of the plane. You had succesfully purchased the window seat which brought you a little relief after a whole day of worrying and overthinking, at least maybe the view could comfort you.

You looked up to your overhead cabin where you had to stuff in your duffel bag. There were a few other bags already placed inside, giving you little space to work with. You slid it off your shoulder gripping the bottom to lift it up but your height was definitely not helping, plus the weight of the dang duffel bag. You swore you didn't pack much.

You tried getting on your tippy toes but that was helping either. Here we go again, this was so embarrassing. "Do you need some help?" You heard a familiar deep voice as you shot your head in the direction to see that attractive guy from the airport looking at you with a gentle curious gaze.

"I-I-" You couldn't get words out from his unexpected apperance. You stood like an idiot, stuttering and struggling to speak as his expression didn't falter, waiting for your response. But even after ten seconds of trying to say something he spoke up. "Here, let me help." He took the bag from your grip, his fingers grazing yours as he effortlessly pushed the bag into the overhead cabin along with his small backpack, shutting it easily.

You looked at him almost amazed, your eyes scanned him up and down. He was much taller up close. You could practically feel his body heat radiating off him from the extreme proximity.

He let out a gruffy exhale as he lowered his arms looking down at you with a soft smile. "There we go."

"Thanks..." You managed to finally find your words, smiling back awkwardly. "No problem." His smile did not falter as he tilted his head slightly as scanning your face like he was analysing you. "You're the girl from earlier? The one who dropped her passport."

Your heart skipped a beat. He recognised you. Not that it had been such a long time after your previous encounter. "Yeah, that's me." You chuckled awkwardly scratching your nape.

"What a coincidence, guess we're gonna be plane buddies." His smile widened more as he gestured for you to go to your seat first. You nodded a silent thank you, easily slipping into your window seat but instead of sitting beside you he had taken the aisle seat, leaving you in slight disappointment.

"Well that's ashame, thought we could sit together, I would've liked to get to know you." His voice deep yet so soft and friendly.

You had to hide the blush forming on your cheeks as you just smiled back. "Yeah that's too bad. Maybe no one will come sit here-" But just as you finished your sentence a man had squished past the guy's long legs and settled into the seat between you two, covering your view of the guy. You sighed in disappointment as you just leaned back in your seat looking out of the window.

The plane then soon took off and you were in the sky. This was going to be a long 15 hour flight. You thought you could be able to talk to the cute guy after ending up in the same seat row but you had to have the worst luck to be just two seats away from your airport crush.

As the plane steadily flew, hours later. Flight attendants had started walking around with beverages to drink. You didn't feel like drinking anything so you didn't bother getting anything, but you could hear the man and cute guy ordering a few drinks of their own.

"I'll take a coffee thanks." The guy's deep voice almost echoed in your ears. It was so soothing and comforting like a melody on it's own. "I'll take a black coffee, I'm lactose intolerant." The man beside you also spoke though you didn't pay much attention.

Later on the guy was listening to his own music in his airpods, sipping on his coffee when he glanced at the man subtly who was reading one of the magazines and at his coffee cup when he got an idea. He cleared his throat before turning to the man. "Excuse me sir, I think one of the cabin crew was calling you down there. You might want to check it out"

The man looked at the guy curiously. "Oh really? I'll go see then." The man got up and left down the aisle. You felt movement beside you and watched the man walk off before the guy looked at you with a mischevious grin as you looked back at him with a confused and curious expression.

The guy proceeded to open the man's coffee cup that he had left, lifting the lid and pouring his own coffee in. Your eyes furrowed as the guy motioned you to stay quiet, pressing his slender finger to his plump lips.

The man then returned back to his seat looking a bit confused as he had gone and come back since no one had actually called him but just sat back down, reopening his magazine and sipping on his coffee.

After about five minutes. The man had finished his cup of coffee when he felt a weird feeling in his stomach gurgling. He pressed a hand to his lower stomach, getting more sick by the minute before suddenly standing up and rushing down the aisle into a bathroom.

You watched in more confusion, wondering what happened to the man but you heard a deep laugh coming from the cute guy. You glanced back at him as he shuffled into the man's seat beside you, making your heart race again.

"He's going to be in there for a while." He proudly smirked, getting comfortable in his new seat. "What did you do?" You asked glancing in the direction the man had dashed in.

"Put some milk in a lactose intolerent man's coffee~" His smirk only grew like he was bragging while your eyes widened. "What!?" You barely yelled in surprise.

"Relax, he won't die." he scoffed laughing while shaking his head. "Besides, he was keeping me from talking to a cute girl." Those two last words were more than enough to heat up your cheeks. A dark pink shade clearly visible.

"Oh? Did I make you flustered, princess?" He grinned staring right at you while you couldn't form words and just kept turning more and more red.

"So, may I know your name?" He asked, his gaze soft and expectant as he waited for your answer.

Your face cooled down a little from the change of topic but his words still rang loudly in your head. This was definitely a first. A major first. "I'm Lee Y/N..." You said softly, just above a whisper.

"Pretty name, I'm Nishimura Riki, nickname Ni-ki. But you can call me anything you want." He winked to get another reaction out of you. You felt like your were about to explode. This guy was bold for sure. But you kept calm and collected yourself.

"Nishimura Riki? Doesn't sound Korean." You furrowed your eyebrows a little waiting for his response.

"I'm Japanese, from Okayama." His smiled nodding. "I came to Korea as an exchange student." You were more intrigued when he said he was an exchange student. He didn't look much older than you anyways. "Exchange student?"

"Yeah, you look surprised. Do I look too old?" He chuckled deeply. "No, no, just a little surprised. Where are you headed?" You shook your head putting your hands up, hoping you didn't offend him.

"Why? You wanna come with me?" He smirked before chuckling. "I'm kidding, I'm headed to New York, I got a really cool scholarship to a music school."

Your eyes widened in surprise. "No way, me too" You smiled. What a conincidence. First this guy ends up on the same plane and seat row as you and now he's also going to New York for a scholarship?

"Really? Which college?" He asked, equally surprised at the conidence.

"New York College of Arts and Music." You answered, a wave of hope and nervousness passing through your body.

"Me too! I'm going for my 'Fine Arts of Dance' degree." He said, his smile widening even more.

"I'm going for song writing and music production" You added. You were so stunned at the amount of concidences that was happening with this guy.

"That's super cool. Guess you are going to come with me." He chuckled as you couldn't help but laugh along to. The inital nervousness fading as you got more comfortable.

Soon the plane had landed and you and Ni-Ki could not stop talking. He helped you get your bag down and even assisted you around before you both finally made it out of the airport. Breathing in the new fresh air of New York City.

"Ever been to the states before?" Ni-ki spoke up breaking the comfortable silence as the breeze picked up and thudded against your ears.

"No never. First time." You grinned glancing at him before turning your view and gazing at the tall skyscrapers with the sun shining from behind.

"Me too, why don't we explore together?" He spoke with a grin, his tone almost like he was hinting something else.

"Are you asking me on a date?" You smirked turning your gaze back to him as he had a mirrored experession as he shurgged. "Maybe I am. Would you come with me?"

"I wouldn't oppose" You responded calmly but inside you wanted to jump and scream and just kiss him already. He laced his hand with yours, your fingers interwining with his as he pulled you down the footpath to grab a taxi.

[yakuzacanons]

hello i saw judgment asks were open and i audibly cheered for joy! could i get some yagami dating headcannons both sfw and nsfw please!! i love this man more than life itself please bless me up!!

YAGAMI TIME MY BELOVED finally let's give it up for my boy ( I am in love with him???)

For a guy who does detective work for a living, Yagami can be laughably dumb and awkward. This is actually super adorable to most people, although he thinks it's super embarassing.

Super good at hiding his hand, if that makes sense. He will not tip you off in any sense with even the slightest hint that he's into you. You will not be able to tell by looking so don't try.

Definitely more of an "actions speak louder than words" guy. If he likes you, then he's going to see you. That's that.

One of the better texters of all of the boys. Understands emojis and responds pretty quickly. Does not understand any memes to save his life. Send him animal pics though, he likes that.

Don't be afraid to blow up his phone! He's a busy boy so he might pass out without remembering to call you, but if you call him he will answer, even if he's very sleepy.

Speaking of sleep, he's either sleeping like a stone or the lightest of lightweights. Depending on whichever kind of sleep he got the night before, he will either be very energetic when he sees you or the softest boy.

Genuinely not picky or choosy about what kind of partner he has. Super open minded and not judgemental at all (despite the game's title). Amazingly easy to talk to, especially with anything you struggle with. Super dependent guy and very supportive.

What Yagami DOES show when he's into someone is an interest in facts. Where are you from? When's your birthday? What's your favorite color? What're you doing today? Man has questions, man needs answers.

A confession is 50/50, he kind of goes with the vibe. If he gets the feeling you'd want him to confess first, he'll go for it. Not super showy but he does have a slight flair for making the moment cute.

Winner of most handsome boyfriend award. Even when you two are going steady, it will take a long as time for you to not get tangled up in how charming he is. Shit, that might never wear off.

He's one of the more experienced boys with dates, less so with long term relationships though. He knows where to go, what to eat, what gifts to get, etc. Don't ask him about decorating an apartment. He don't know shit.

Everyone always assumes that Yagami is not a sexual guy because he's on the quiet side (plus he won't openly flirt like Kaito will with someone he likes). Ironic, given that between the two Yagami is the top (more on that later).

Slightly higher than average sex drive, but working long nights all by himself have given him an ungodly tolerance so if you're busy, he can wait. Normally, he'd just jack off but in a relationship, that energy gets pent up until the next time you guys fuck so... watch out.

Again, Yagami isn't a picky guy and is pretty open minded so if you've got kinks, he's not going to back down. He's seen so much weird shit from work in general that it's super hard to phase him. Maybe like no knife-play though? There IS a limit somewhere.

Noisy fuck. Moans like a motherfucker and sounds damn good while doing so. Typically can go a couple rounds, depends on how tired he is. Also, he loves kissing in pretty much every form.

Two important notes: he looks super angelic when he's sleeping, so if you wake up before him, be sure to take in the view. Second of all: pull. his. hair. Just do it. Trust me. It'll be music to your ears. You're welcome.

[v-67]

Finally watched part two of the Thousand year blood war arc : The separation

I'd been procrastinating w it because I wanted to watch it after it was fully released, the part two, but then I waited too long and yeah, i waited too long

And I finally watched it today

I had to watch the part one again because I didn't wanna play the guessing game about what's happening/etc, So I watched the whole thing again :3

....

The separation really separated us from Ichigo in this arc, didn't really get to see much of him.

But the battles, the soundtrack, the techniques, THE STORY, THE CONNECTION, THE ANIMATION, IT'S SO GOOOOD.

The mystery deepens about the connection between Yhwach and the soul King's relation.

Also the fight between the Squad zero and Yhwach and his sternritters, and Uryu (don't wanna count him w them tbh), THE FIGHT IS SO CRAZY GOOD🥹🥹🥹

Idk what Uryu is thinking but I sense a lot of plot twists in the future.

I swear I love watching Bleach. I can't wait for the next season to be released. And when it starts releasing, I'll have to wait again because I don't wanna watch episodes weekly(breaks down the rush I feel slightly)🥲

But seriously. The way it takes us on this unpredictable journey, it's crazy good.

The powers, the techniques, the portrayal of those techniques. Everything is so beautifully accurate, and so perfectly portrayed. LOVE it.

Also the BANKAI and the additional zones to them are 🤌🤌🤌🤌

Also also, I'm not okay with something happening to Hitsugaya🥲, Matsumoto, the musician guy (V cool Bankai), and Muguruma, I hope Kurotsuchi somehow heals them because in no way I'm ready for them to die.

Also it was so nice to see Urahara and Yoruichi🥹❤️ (I mean I know Urahara is there in every arc, and is a very crucial character, but it's just, I'm watching it after so long and it's so nice to see all of them, plus I didn't see Yoruichi throughout and she finally comes in the later episodes) and also Ukitake (I'm confused about the eye thing though, i don't remember that) (no one tell me, I'll figure out)

Also special mention to : Byakuya (loved the way he interacts with Rukia in the latest arc, love his Bankai), Rukia (she's so beautiful in that Bankai but that Bankai is dangerous fr), Renji (NICE, also when he gets complimented by that Sternritter about his pointy eyebrows and that he might have good taste, funny lol), Madarame, Ayasegawa (he got called fugly by that guy he killed in the ig and how he loses his temper again😭😭), Hirako (HIS BANKAI SO COOL, Ep 3), Kyoraku (I missed him), Zaraki( AHHHH I LOVE THIS GUY, his fight with the imagination guy was sooooo Cool), Akon (doing god's work in the tough times lol), Hisagi (the 69 guy, why they portray him so weak idk), Sajin(felt bad for him fr, but the Bankai was noiceeeee), Kon (for giving us those random snippets in the end, where they had to get undressed and Rukia can't help but get worried about Byakuya having to go through the same embarassment, cute lol, you know this means that Ichigo went through that too)

Also side note but I really like Nimaiya. He's so cool and unhinged and random. Is nice.

The only question I have honestly is why'd they dress up Orihime like this, like, it's just, weird. No hate, but what is this😭😭😭

Also, snippets of Ichigo because I've missed him soooooo much.

Ichigo blushing🤌☀️

[fruitybashir]

hey hello 👋🏻 i'm sorry im very shy but i'm a huge fan of the holidate and dopamin (closer) was so fantastic and super hot and i was blushing the entire way through, i've reread it maybe five times by now, i'm sorry if that's weird 🫣

if you don't mind me asking, i'm curious about something? in the holidate and in dopamin, there's obvious hints at some of their kinks or preferences in bed (hair pulling, praise....) and i'm just wondering......can you say more about what kinks they're both into? what you envisioned for them? is there more we don't know about yet? i'm a bit embarassed to ask but i'm so curious

either way, i'm a big fan and i can't wait to see what you post next and have a nice day/night bye bye 💌💕

omg hiiiii <3333 dont be embarassed omg i loveeee when people tell me they reread my stuff, thats how i know it actually was good!!! 🫶🏻💖💖💖

and sure i can talk about it! its nothing super exciting tbh but i do have a certain set of kinks/preferences/likes whatever you wanna call it for each of them, im gonna put it under the cut as per usual in case it gets long.

edit yeah this is getting super long. sorry. dont ask me to yap, i will not stop.

starting with kris:

the very obvious: hair pulling. i think that was made pretty clear lmao. in a non-sexual context he looooves having his hair played with, someone just running their fingers through his hair, lightly scratching at the scalp, playing with a strand or two, anything at all gives him very pleasant tingles and practically makes him putty in your hands. find that spot behind his ear like bojan did and his brain shuts off, you have now successfully tamed your kris, congrats.

in a sexual context that translates to him loving having his hair pulled, its a combination of him liking having his hair played with + liking a certain level of pain. and the combo of that really gets him off. obviously.

pain for kris is like. hes into some level of pain, like the hair pulling and he also likes biting sometimes. in dopamin thats bojan biting his butt, but i imagine sometimes when bojan takes his time exploring kris' body, he takes a bite here or there, kris' neck, the sides of his stomach, the inside of his thighs .. stuff like that and kris is also really into it then.

hes not into any bigger levels of pain other than that like he wouldnt like stuff like spanking etc although thats a combination of not liking that type of pain and not liking being in a submissive position

next point: he doesnt like being submissive. its both just a preference thing plus not liking loss of control. he loves being the one to order the other part around and be the one to kiiind of have the upper hand. im saying that a bit vaguely bc he also isnt really a dom, he wouldnt like a very strong dominant role, he just likes calling the shots and being in control of the situation. idk how to put it. ill come back to this later

hes freshly discovering that hes into feminization, as you can probably tell from that last upload lmao, and he likes it both in a non-sexual and in a sexual context. he likes feminine words of affection, being called pretty, likes thinking about how in certain perspectives and moments people might mistake him for a girl, and he could have shopped online for lingerie thats specifically made for men, and buy panties that actually had some space in the front, but he deliberately chose not to do that, he wanted it to be girls underwear. that was important.

holidate kris is definitely not fully cis, but also not really trans either i think, idk what to call it but yeah. he might be a little trans, hes having some thoughts and feelings and maybe ill let him explore that properly one day but basically he doesnt really know what to make of it yet or how to categorise it, but he knows he likes himself exactly the way he is and doesnt want to change anything. he also likes getting called girl-ish things and thinking about how people might mistake him for a girl sometimes. idk

other preferences uhhh he really likes sucking dick lmao, like he genuinely enjoys going down on bojan and it gets him all worked up as well. he just figured out he loves getting eaten out. he doesnt like bottoming and he also doesnt like getting fingered all that much. and the thing with that is that he likes having things in his ass, but he doesnt like the uhhh motion of it? having a dick in his ass is fine, having that dick thrust into him is a big no no. the lucky thing with bojan is that he has really short fingers so when hes fingering kris, hes focussing on kris's prostate and doesnt move around all that much so that is still something kris enjoys. on occasion. he also generally doesnt like coming more than once, bc he tends to be very sensitive after his first orgasm and the second one is often very overhelming and too much

moving on to bojan:

also fairly obvious: likes being manhandled, likes being told what to do, big on getting praised. he also loves servicing and making kris feel good, it genuinely gets him off when he can just worship kris a little.

bojan loves both receiving and giving oral but he really loves bottoming and coming on kris' fingers. he loves getting a little overstimulated like getting teased for a long time before getting any proper attention so by the time kris finally goes down on him or fucks him, bojan is already shaking with it and desperate. or in the way like in dopamin, literally not being able to fully calm down in between orgasms and still being super sensitive from the first one.

i think the praise thing is pretty self explanatory, he really loves getting praised for doing a good job when he follows kris' instructions, loves being called a good boy, loves when kris keeps telling him how good hes being in general, its a major thing for him

he loves getting fucked classic missionary or riding kris, they tried doggy once but he didnt like not being able to see kris and touch him. he loves watching kris' face when he comes and also before that, he just loves fucking face to face.

also he would love for kris to make real on his promise of fucking his tits, neither of them knows how that would work but bojan is heavily into the idea of it

as for both of them:

ive said it in dms earlier but basically like. theyre both still kind of vanilla with their kinks? like there is a dom/sub dynamic there but its a very mild one kinda.

like how in dopamin kris tells bojan hes gonna make him come on his fingers and then give him no break after, but later he still does give him a break and checks with bojan if hes still okay with it, if its too much etc. or how he keeps telling bojan to use his words, but always forgives him when bojan cant use his words or is too embarrassed to say what kris wants him to say. like theres never any real consequences.

and thats the thing with them: they are so in tune with each other and have a level of trust for each other that they never had with previous partners. bojan likes being bossed around but he wouldnt like if anyone was actually mean to him, hes not into humiliation or being actually punished for something.

kris knows when he says it that its all empty threats and he would never give bojan any real consequences, and bojan knows this as well, but he would also never intentionally misbehave bc he likes following commands.

they work so well together like that bc theyre both fully aware of what they and the other wants out of it, they know the others wishes and boundaries and limits etc, like there is just a level of trust and understanding between them like no other.

also theyre super in love. did i mention that. does that come across. thats not a kink thing but theyre just super mega in love and thats so important to me.

uhhhh i think thats basically all there is to them kink wise ✌🏼 sorry this got so long, oopsie

[insufferableprotagonistpoll]

Round 1

Propaganda why Rintaro Okabe is insufferable:

"He's sexist: he feels ashamed to be in the same lab as Kurisu, a genius, so he spends his time saying sexual jokes to embarass her. He is super annoying with his complotist larping. Why wouldn't he shut up? (Actually he shuts up at the middle at the story, the point where it becomes good).

Also transphobic stuff (the "but he's a boy" joke... *aaaaaaargh*)."

"Commits insufferably to the bit.Will cut off and correct you if he thinks you're in the wrong.Severe Mary Sue syndrome of sorts but that varies wildly alongside his emotional state.Does not shut up ever.Misgenders and gropes his friend after transing her(It's a whole story but the way they treated them before wasn't ideal either).Technically caused an apocalypse but the rest of the main cast were accomplices in this so it doesn't really count.Creates a time loop so he doesn't have to face his friends's deaths and inevitably goes insane and tries to kill them all.Causes property damage to his landlord's home near daily.Gives his friends false hope that they'll be granted their greatest wish only to go back and say he has to undo them because they caused too much temporal distortion.All of them forget this happened but still.Kills a friend's dad,again technically.Don't think I've said he's obnoxious yet but if I did it bears repeating"

"Listen I love the game with all my heart but this guy is obnoxious.He's LARPING constantly.He always wants to be the smartest in the room.He groped someone to ""see if they're really a girl"" and(spoilers ahead) he grants every friend he has a wish that would be impossible otherwise via time travel then undoes all of that because whoops! Messing with time causes unforeseen consequences such as *checks notes* his friend Mayuri dying.It's been a hot minute since I've played S;G so I might be misremembering some things but good god the whole game we've been going over How Time Travel Is Bad Actually and he STILL went ahead with it!You've been targeted by the FBI and see someone turn into goo because of this!Even if he wanted to be nice because let's be real his friends deserve it after being targeted by the FBI because of him,undoing that because he misses Mayuri is a dick move.I'm not unpacking the emotional baggage he has with her,but objectively what he did was kind of horrible.He also trapped them all in a timeloop that one time."

"A young man who hides his insecurities below an neverending overconfident RP.

Because Kurisu, a scientific genius girl, challenges his authority in his flat, he regularly humiliates her by telling sexual things she finds embarassing.

Plus there is some other sexist and transphobic stuff I don't need to go into.

I know in the second half of the story he loses his mask and actually show his vulnerable and caring side. But gosh, he is so unbearable in the first half!"

"His voice is so grating and is the reason I didn’t want to watch the show."

Propaganda why Richard Rahl is insufferable:

"The character always, always has to be Right and Moral and Good. He always knows more than: his wife, organized religion, any and all government orders that he didn't set up personally. While he starts out reasonable enough in the first few books, he slowly devolves into the author's Ayn Rand-fantasy stand-in. In every book there's always a huge monologue that's secretly about how bad (fantasy) communism is.

Richard is also hypocritical. He will flip flop on issues and change with the whims of the author, but the narrative always portrays him as in the right no matter the context."

"Protagonist of the most idiotic book series ever, literally wins by sheer dumb luck and being too stupid to plan as the world bends around him. His girlfriend keeps getting kidnapped so he can rescue her, despite allegedly being powerful. He’s a fantasy Ayn Rand follower. He inherited a sword and the Most Powerful Magic Combination Ever which he can’t be trained in because he needs to learn by instinct. Every woman ever falls in love with him or is determined to help him by prophecy. He gets captured and tortured by several bdsm women (author fetish, blatantly) and doesn’t even appreciate it. He gradually seizes more and more control over he world than even his evil tyrant dad, then throughs a fit and runs off into the woods to sulk, leaving them to a violent conquest, when people object to this via voting. He’s inexplicably good at death football. I can keep going."

"Literally the oc in the author’s shitty Ayn Rand fantasy novel. All the women want him, he does magic by instinct. He cannot be trained because he has super rare magic that nobody else has had for millenia. His birth has been prophecied for centuries. Every new book features a new problem only he can solve by being too instinctly good at magic and untrained. He comes up with the Wizard’s Rules of Magic by dumb luck.

In one book he defeats communism and hopelessness by crafting the perfect statue of his girlfriend Kahlan, who is a way cooler character but still a Mary Sue & an idiot. The statue is so cool & beautiful & well made for the joy of making (unlike work under communism), that he sparks a riot and toppled the evil empire. By building a statue."

[royal-bubble-tea]

Stray Kıds Headcanon

As we all know Stray Kıds are pocket sized, so I want to induldge myself once more and write Stray Kıds Members with a tall significant other. I am 1,80m/ 5'11 so I am using my own height as reference.

Stray Kıds x tall gn! Reader

Bang Chan

I think Chan does not care about someone elses height. He knows that you both can do nothing about each others height so you can only embrace and love each other just the way you are. Just picture the two of you standing next to each other and him looking up at you. There are hearts in his eyes, dimples showing and so happy to have you by his side. One of his favourite things to do is taking pictures with you. Especially ones were you are posing and him jumping as high as he can. After landing he would look at you all smug and proud with himself. While you are just standing there shaking your head a smile adorning you face.

Lee Know

He would tease you but would stop in an instant if he notices that you would not like his teasing anymore. He has a hard time showing his affection openly. So he would put things in high places and later ask you to grab them for him. He would smile and blush so hard at how happy you are by being useful. Lee know just finds it so cute to look up at you and admire you.

Changbin

This short King is everything you could hope for in a partner. He worships the ground you walk on. He would puff his chest in pride when walking around with you in public. The way you are turning heads makes him smile so much, knowing that other people may look but only he can get the real deal. He absolutly loves touching your legs, running his hands up and down the lenght of them. Changbin also loves to just lift you up at random times, just because he can. He twirls you around and hearing your laughter makes his heart burst with love.

Hyunjin

You two are pretty much the same height. And let me tell you Hyunjin absolutely adores your height. With you being equal to him no one has to bend down awkwardly or has to dance and balance on their tippy toes. You can kiss each other whenever you want and nuzzle your noses together. But what Hyunjin loves the most about your height is that he can easily gaze into your eyes and get lost in them. Just image being out on a date with him and he keeps looking deep into your eyes, lost in tought and a serene smile on his face, just happy to share this moment with you.

Han

This little shit would not let you breath. It is either constantly cracking jokes with you and teasing you a little bit about your height or him just clinging to you like a koala to a tree. It is mostly the latter. He would often cling to you. Being draped around you or over your back, grasping your arm tight and pulling you closer to him. But sometimes it can be something more calm, like him holding your hand or the tip of your shirt. He loves how much comfort you give him and how he can just forget about the hectic world around him by being held in your warm embrace.

Felix

Heart eyes. That is the main thing about him. Just hearts, and stars and even an entire galaxy in his eyes when looking at you. He is so much in love with you and your height. Felix loves to point out your height and the height difference between the two of you to others. Instead of being embarassed by it he absolutely adores it. He thinks it is just so cute. Another big plus for him is the fact that you can swallow him up in an embrace. He loves to just disappear when you hug him. It makes him feel loved and protected and you would do everything to make your sunshine happy, even if you sometimes have to roll your eyes at his antics.

Seungmin

Is pretty much neutral about you height. He fell in love with you and your personality. He once admitted to you that he chose you for the content of your character not for your physical features. He will always stand proud next to you and would (verbally) fight everyone who would make you feel bad about your height. You two would be each others own personal hype person, when one is lacking confidence the other would build them up again and shower them with love.

I.N (Jeongin)

He would blush constantly when looking up at you. He does not mind at all that you are taller than him. The only thing that might concern him is his members teasing you. But after they saw how much he adores you their teasing would be very mild and you would always laugh along with them. Jeongin secretly loves the thought that he his your cute little other half. He loves having your legs on top of his and just running his hands up and down the lenght of them.

Hope you like this little Headcanon. I absolutely adore our pocket sized/ short kings Stray Kıds members. ☺️🤭

[kirai0daisy]

Sakura Haruka (Wind Breaker) X (Gender Your Choice) Reader

Hand traveling down your body, both not naked but not fully clothed either while Sakura feels ur skin against his. The skin of the person who loved him unconditionally, even when Sakura run away, even when he turned away, even when he refused... But in the end, he couldnt ignore these feelings anymore and confessed first (it was a mess, HE was a mess, on one side he was scared that you'd reject him and on other side he was embarassed to express his feelings. But when u shushed him with a 'yes' and hugged his trembling body he finally calmed down. No, he wasnt crying!!) how much time had passed ever since? A few years, probably.

You two had so much in those years but always stayed together, had your shared moments, sad moments, happy moments, even angry ones but in the end you two were still so close. More then ever, more then he has ever been with someone.

You two even maked love before (it was SO fun and cute to tease him, to take control, to make him lose himself)

And now, u two were in his bed (lets say he bought a better bed later.) just cuddling. Everything was soft, calming. But opening ur eyes to look at him was a bad choice. Becouse in this normally-tsundere-shy-easy-to-blush-and-defiant eyes of his were now looking wayy more different (like those times when u were looking away, or sleeping, when u were awere or not. Like he looked at u like only u mattered in this big world. Only you. He only loved u. He only saw you) more soft, more happy, more loving... U felt ur breath hitch (as if his wondering hands werent enough, now that beatiful look of his) but suprisingly Sakura didnt realized. Right now he was too much in his own world to recognize that u were slowly but surely getting needy; holding ur hand first, then travel it to ur chest to feel ur hearbeat, then a hand sliding down ur back, then caress ur head and hair, squeeze ur thigh and more, moving and moving, it didnt stop for a second like he wanted to memorize every inch while thinking about how much... Lucky he was.

Yeah, that must be the word. Lucky. He was SO lucky to have u. He was yours as much you were his, he couldnt believe it. If u ask his old self, he'd say "I'll always be all alone. I wouldnt even find friends, let alone some significant other." but now? He found the best one ever. Only for him and only for you.. He sometimess still couldnt believe it. He was happy when people thanked him (even if he didnt know what to say), he was happy when he was with his friends, and mostly when he was with u, who stayed with him till the end. Sakura didnt even realized he was zonning out, dazing off, that he was smiling, that he was purring like a cat, that his eyes were shining, that his hands were SO bold,, that he was kissing every inch like a little touch starved lovesick puppy... So cute.

It was supposed to be a soft cuddling season and it was! But dang it, why he looked so perfect? SO perfect. Have i said perfect? Yes? Alright. And his wandering hands plus kisses didnt helped, either. Yet, he wasnt noticing-

Soft sounds left your lips, but u didnt wanted to ruin this moment, to give into the urge between ur legs even if it was tempting. Thankfully he didnt noticed, u didnt wanted to ruin this moment, u didnt wanted to ruin this moment, u didnt wanted to-

But now u were whimpering under him. First bad choice; u shouldnt have let him be the big spoon.

But when he accidently pressed his leg between your legs while shifting around, and felt the wetness/hardness and at the same time, his name leaving ur lips in a soft moan, he froze. Completly. Snaping out of the daze he was in, leaning back a bit to look at the accidental mess he maked, the mess, namingly, you. Sakura's eyes widened while he was already began to blush. Your face? WAY more red, panting, flushed.

But the needy genital between ur legs were more eye-catching. He was dumbfounded; "Wha- why are you-?!" his breath hitched and before he could say THAT word (as if he didnt said it before) and continue talk, u gently interupted him. Saying his name in a whisper, and that ur sorry that u become aroused in a moment like this, thinking u ruined it all. But his obvious love, how much love hold for u, how much he loved u was so obvious that u couldnt help but melt. Oh, your heart wasnt the only part that melted. Eh..

But before u can say or do anything, he gently, shyly but determined-ly spread your legs, suprisingly. Saying that "W-why are u apologizing, dumbass? Its not like its something bad- or something-!" and then u felt his began-to-hardening member press against u. Knowing that he wasnt mad or sad, but felt same as u maked u feel relieved.

But before u can top- top? Oh, no, sorry, not this time. He wraped your legs around his waist, and another suprise, he asked why you are aroused. Ur answer- "Becouse i love u?"- the second bad move. Oh my, u shouldnt have done that, really. Thats one of his only weaknesses. And also what gets him going.

So, why are u suprised when he begans to feast on you, holding himself, also holding ur hands while devouring u. Thats first, start counting becouse soon u cant.

And now u both were fully naked while Sakura pulls out the lube, and began to finger u open with his fingers, geting u ready for him.

Done? Not even close. I told u to count, didnt i? He maked sure ur facing him (even if u can also see his face, even if he is red, he.. Surprisingly - or maybe something else - didnt cared, right now he was TOO focused on pleasuring u.) while he entered ur inside. Legs wraped around Sakura's waist, arms around his neck, bodies so close- actually there wasnt even any space to begin with. Every flinch, every gasp, every little thing on ur body was on him, he was perfectly feeling it all. Which, encouraged him. It felt intimate. SO intimate, so romantic, so perfect-! Being one body with him while Sakura tenderly hold you..

U almost didnt mind not toping today. ALMOST- it was fine at first. He was being slow, gentle, filling all of ur hole to the brim deliciously, even pressing on ur stomach so u can feel all of him (belly bulg- COUGH, he was OBSESSED with seeing it. I mean, if one can appear. If it doesnt, he doesnt minds it at all. After all, soon he'll know and MAKE SURE how much good he is making u feel.) like i said, it wasnt bad at first.

Till, he began to SO suddenly and mercilessly pound into you. Oh- dont get me wrong! Its not in a 'pain-y' way, opposite! In a; 'so much pleasure-!' way. Heh.

Becouse, despite it was his first time toping u, it was perfect. So perfect. He wasnt slowing down, though and he was KEEP hitting your perfect spot over and over again, oh and his skillfull hands, he must learned all of that when he was bottom. Knowing where to touch, where to caress, where to pinch..

U tried to get a break, or at least for him to slow down, cuz this love of his- was TOO much-! Overhelming u, beging from ur inside and traveling to out. U couldnt believe those filthy, dirty and sinfull (in a good way definitly) moans belonged to u. Is this what Sakura felt when he bottom? Oh. No wonder.

He couldnt stop himself. Focused on one thing, to pleasure u, to hear ur beatiful moans, his name leaving your lips, every gasp and little whimpers, he CRAVED it all. Leaning down, Sakura kissed u, bit you, leaving as much as hickeys as he could..

He didnt stoped, nor slow down. Keep moving his hips back and forth inside u, those lewd clenching noises, or sickingly wet skin-on-skin/slap sounds u two maked, is the bed also hiting the wall? U couldnt care, not when u felt this much perfect, even if the headboard broked, u probably wouldnt care.

Orgasm came crashed down on u, thats when Sakura also finally let go, too. Filling your insides with his white, burningly hot (at least, thats what u felt but also knew that u both were on fire and sweating from all of that. Note: Obvious exagaration.) and sticky seed filled u up.

Done? Still noo. He NEED to hear more. And more. And more! Sakura HAD to. So he moved again before u can take a break (not caring if he was also stimulated, lol).

And most importantly, he wanted u to say IT. While poor you, hole stimulated, body stimulated, mind dazed, u repeated like he needed to, repeating 'i love u's! Thats what he LOVED THE MOST. Mixed up with his name on ur lips of course and those moans. Perfect combination!! (He ignored those cute pleas of yours cuz 'it was too much', whaat? The pleasure is too much for his sweet darling? No way, u could take more pleasure, its not bad-!! It wasnt bad, alright, but orgasm after orgasm was making u see stars. And he filled u up, too. How was he still going? U wondered.. It was like his revenge for before, railing u!)

U couldnt did anything but take all of his love, so, SO full of him, insides white all over while u could barely keep up your thinking. (Or maybe u werent? Sakura wasnt sure.)

He eventually slowed down, but u couldnt bring yourself to loose the contact! Clinging to him, he is still inside, while he pulls u to his arms and cleans u like that. I mean,, he fought many hard fights before, what do u except? Of course he has the energy for those things, just enough, but u tought he cared? Not at all! He was SO proud. Proud of himself, happy with himself that Sakura is the one who bringed u this much pleasure.

He maked sure to also tenderly hold u close while u slept from exhaustion. Caressing your head, your sore body, gently kissing your forehead.. Till he also falls asleep with u. So safe.

Feeling so loved...

U could care about the hickeys or other things later, after u woke up.

Thats what happens when Sakura Haruka loves u SOOOO much!!! <3

(I know i have used the word 'perfect) too many times, but Sakura really IS perfect in every way.)

[cypreus-and-willow]

Month in Review

April

Posted ch4 of Just Wanna Hold Your Hand (plus bonus side story - Kiss on the Cheek)

Posted ch2 of House of Refuge

Coloured some of 90s Boyband with graphic markers

Crocheted a little block thing (its gonna be a blanket I swear)

Other things I did in April

I like clichés and recently convinced myself that i can write whatever platonic love story I want and not be embarassed about it.

So i started writing something where Ryo gets hanahaki disease for all of his friends and all he has to do is get love confessions from all of them but theyre all just as bad as he is.

'I love you man'. Or 'I love you bro'. Or 'I love you or whatever'. Because they're kids and they're stupid and they're stupid little kids who can't say I love you without feeling a little squishy.

Dont know what else to say about it other than its gonna be an exploration of how i feel abt love or whatever and Ryo’s the unfortunate guy i choose to project on this time.