#feel free to take a look and finally gonna relax~ :D

[bloodfiendarling]

𝓫𝓪𝓭 𝓽𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓪 𝓫𝓪𝓭 𝓼𝓽𝓾𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽

pair — rich student!reader x lecturer!ratio

wc — ~600

contains — dom reader, sub character, cock can be seen as a strap, written with mtf reader in mind, porn with little plot, college au, blowjobs (reader receiving), teacher x student (both adults), blackmailing, dubcon, power imbalance, picture taking

i cant get him out of my head all week .. oh my god . i need a hot lecturer to suck me off bad .. euhg ... gomen ... ive been staring at pics of him .. and now i cant sleep because of him . ratiosama , youre so pretty .. please let me hit . pleas eplease please please plea

also ..! my short requests are back open as of posting this ..!!! :D feel free to hmu on my inbox >_<

you flip through the pages lazily, looking bored out of your mind. the book you were reading.. agh, how boring. you couldn’t understand why ratio found it so interesting. and ah — seems like you found the page he left himself off on.

“so,” you used your leg to push against your professor’s head, making him choke a little before adjusting. as soon as your leg relaxed ratio finally slipped your cock out of his mouth, coughing — you made sure he didn’t move an inch. “what’s so interesting about this book, anyway?”

he stayed quiet at the question. not a talker, huh?

well, you understood his reasons. he’s been failing you for so-called incompetence. purposely screwing you over just because he didn’t like you.. well — at least you managed to get him into his position. choking on your cock in your dorm of all places. maybe not having roommates was a good idea.

all because you had some suggestive pictures of him you got.. with your own ways. not like it mattered how. “sooo, ratio..” placing the book down beside you on the couch, you lean down and grab onto his face, forcing those reddish-pink eyes into a death glare. “you gonna improve my grades or what?”

he just looked at you with that same, pissed off face. the one you’d see whenever you passed him by the hallways. yeah, he really wasn’t a talker. hah.

you sighed, waving your phone at him — showing off those pictures again. you swore you saw his eye twitch. “you want me to spread this, or, like —”

you turned your phone around, adjusting it onto his face — making sure the position was clear as day. dr. veritas ratio, between someone’s, no, his student’s legs to take cock like a good boy. it was almost amusing.

“what are y—” he almost wanted to lash out. but he knew better — not only was his entire career in your hands with just a few pictures, but you had daddy’s influence. you could most definitely ruin his life even more. only blackmailing him was probably a relief with what you could be doing to him. “you gonna comply or not?”

he nods — rather reluctantly. it felt horrible to obey. he wanted to do at least something to somehow defend himself, but it’s not like he can. “so be a good boy, will you, veritas?” prying open his mouth with one hand, the other was tangled onto his dark, purple hair, positioning it better so he could suck you off.

“you pissed me off, you m’gonna make you do more, yeah?”

with those words, you forced him to bottom out on your cock. he choked and coughed — but god did his throat feel good. you could see those pretty eyes rolling back with his brows furrowed, both hands on your thighs to push himself off only for you to get rougher.

you guided his head, bobbing it up and down your dick. even if you could tell he was inexperienced with his mouth — damn it still felt nice. that soft tongue of his swirling around your cock, messily coating it with his saliva. after you’ve gotten a good pace on him, he started doing it on his own accord. it felt kinda nice to be forcing him down your length, but this is fine.

finally — he was able to spit out your cock — coughing again. “aghck– hnnng..♡” suddenly, he looked like he was the one trying to seduce you. looking up with those eyes, drool running down his chin with his tongue lolled out like a pathetic little doggy. you didn’t know — nor care, if it was intentional or not — you could not just pass this opportunity and not snap a pic. was this a prestigious lecturer or a slut? you almost couldn’t tell.

oh you’re sure you’ll be seeing him like this more often.

hsr masterlist ♥︎

[tantalizingmuses]

Pinned Post for Multimuse RP Blogs <3

After finally deliberating, I have created this RP hub in order to organize all the muses that are always in the forefront of my mind most days!

Welcome y'all! My name is Brittany but others call me Kiki.

Basic and common RP etiquette, such as reading the rules (which are all the same on each blog [more or less]), is important in order to RP with any of these muses. All blogs require you to be AT LEAST 18+. I only follow MUTUALS and do not follow back with Personals UNLESS stated otherwise.

These are here for if I ever get the motivation to RP on my multimuse blogs--granted, this is very low activity on here, but if someone wants to throw around some muses, then this would be the place where you see activity.

Each blog has a pinned post for mobile users to access the about pages for each muse and the rules. If you have any questions, do not hesitate to ask! :D

!!!!! I have removed de4thprone so they can no longer be a side blog !!!!!

Brittany || 30 y.o. || EST || she/her || mom with a 2 y.o. || Discord available per request

Triads:

@maktha-wildwood :: Xenoblade Chronicles multimuse blog for Eunie, Shulk, and Melia Antiqua

@self-sacrificers :: Final Fantasy multimuse blog for Aerith, Ignis, and Yuna

Dyad:

@yanagi-and-hoshi :: Fushigi Yuugi duo blog for Nuriko + Hotohori

Single muse:

@tacitusauxilium :: RP blog for Fuuka Yamagishi from Persona 3 @blazeoflife :: RP blog for Junpei Iori from Persona 3

[weneeya]

don't hide yourself w/ higuruma m.list | rules

note. now that jjk is over, we can go back to happiness and delusion :D i never wrote with higuruma before and it's a real SHAME so i'm here to deliver, please enjoy and feel free to request stuff <3

Having Higuruma Hiromi as your coworker didn’t seem like something easy at first, and you had to admit that it was kind of true. He wasn’t the kind of man to really talk or be anything more than simply polite. The bare minimum. 

The first time you really spoke with him was when you both got out to smoke at the same time. You forgot your lighter and he offered you to use his instead of going back inside to take yours. After this, you both got out to smoke together a few other times. 

Today was one of those days where you were exhausted. You were overworking yourself most of the time, and he noticed it. He couldn’t really say anything about it, because he knew he was no better. But it still worried him a little to see you light up cigarettes one after another. 

“It’s gonna kill you quicker than you thought,” he said, leaning against the wall behind him. A soft sigh escaped your lips right after the smoke left your mouth, and you glanced at him from above your shoulder, shrugging your shoulders like you didn’t really care. 

The light frown that appeared on his face was unexpected, you had to admit it. It wasn’t so rare to see him frown, but directed to you? With this small hint of worry? It was definitely new. “Don’t joke about that. You need to take a rest. When was the last time you slept for more than a three hour nap?” 

You looked away after his words and it was enough of an answer for him. He sighed before moving from the wall, stepping closer to you. He extended his hand to you, and you looked at him with an eyebrow raised. “Give them to me,” he said, and you were about to fight back when he took another step, even closer. “Don’t make me repeat myself.” 

You rolled your eyes and put your cigarettes between his fingers. He put them in his jacket, before looking back at you. You seemed frustrated, he could see it already. “I have an offer, you’re listening?” And simply nodded, listening to what he had to offer. 

This is how you ended up on the couch of his apartment after work. You were sitting in there, eyes closed as you finally let your body relax a little. He came back from the kitchen, putting a cup of tea on the table in front of you, before he sat next to you. He never thought you would accept, but here you were, taking a rest on his couch. 

“You look better without this frown on your face,” he said, a light grin dancing on his lips. You looked at him quickly, softly punching his shoulder. “I’m not frowning all the time,” you bite, and he chuckled a little. “Most of the time though,” he added, and it made you roll your eyes with a slightly amused smile. As you did, you turned your face away from him. 

You were always doing this. When you laugh, when you smile, all the time. You were never letting him see your smile. He didn’t like it. With a confidence he didn't know he had, his fingers slowly reached for your face. They held your chin in the most gentle way ever, making you look back at him. 

“Don’t hide yourself. I want to see your smile.” And you swore you could feel your cheeks softly burning up after his words. Since when was Higuruma this… gentle? He never seemed to be a rough man, but you never expected this either. He was your coworker, your friend. Not that you were complaining! But-

Your flood of thoughts got cut out by the soft smile that appeared on his own lips, making everything stop in your head. You simply looked at him in disbelief, and his fingers left your chin to brush a small strand of hair from your face. “I didn’t expect the blush, but I like it.” 

Of course he noticed. You hated yourself right now, hiding your face between your hands after he spoke. It made him chuckle once again, and you felt your heart racing in your chest. You slowly put your hands away, glancing back at him, clearly embarrassed by the situation. 

“You’re teasing me,’ you said in what was almost a whisper, and he slowly shrugged his shoulders. “Maybe, but I’m not lying.” And you couldn’t help the light smile that drew itself on your lips. I felt nice to finally feel safe with someone ; it had been a while since you did. 

So you ended up spending the night at his place, and a few more after this one. Slowly, taking a break became an excuse to see him after work, and he never said you no. After some time, you finally stopped hiding your smiles from him, because they were all directed to him, and him only. Because soon, Higuruma became more than a friend, and way more than a simple coworker. 

He became a safe place, the one you wanted to spend your life within.

thank you for reading!

[1moreff-creator]

DRDT is back!!! Here’s my live reaction to everything that happened this week! Obviously take everything I say with massive piles of salt, these are in the moment reactions and aren’t supposed to be fully coherent thoughts.

DRDT CH2 EP12 SPOILERS (Oh that feels good to write)

We’re back!!! Teruko we fucked up!!!

The theory that Charles was going to bring up the possibility of a wrong time of death was true! There weren’t really any other theories about what he was going to say from what I saw, but it’s still cool we got that right. You have no idea how giddy I am to finally hear him talk about it, after waiting so long for him to finish the sentence lol.

Also Teruko’s face lmao.

Oh, poor Teruko, she looks so sad. She’s gonna bring up the marks on the wrist, right?

Or, yeah, the swinging.

(Does this screw up any theories? No, her body was still likely strung up at 7:30 AM, which is what most people thought I’m pretty sure)

Ah, Whit. I missed how shady he always is even when he has, like, an airtight alibi for the time the fish were taken (which is still around 7:30 PM to nightime btw, don’t forget Nico’s account).

They’re not gonna bring up the time the fish were taken, are they? That furthers my belief that the person who took the fish and the murderer are different. Nothing concrete obviously, just kinda narratively works better that way.

“Or did you do it on purpose?” Veronika how I’ve missed you :D

David’s face lmao xD

“I’ll fix that mistake” (Paraphrased) Hell yeah! Go Teruko! :D

I missed you too, Literature Boy Insane. That “pathetic” voice line was cool. Also, thank you Hu.

J: “The body would have been cold if it was drenched at some point.” (Paraphrased). Interesting point about the water, I wonder if it’s important or not. We know she wasn’t drowned because the relax room wasn’t open at 7:30 AM, right? So I don’t know how she could have gotten drenched.

Ace no genuinely how do you not know how water works what.

“The range of human stupidity is larger than I thought.” Charles, you’re great.

[Levi and Nico complain about Arturo’s medicine skills] Okay, but like, Arturo has repeatedly told you he’s not that kind of doctor. Like you can blame the guy for a lot of shit but this one ain’t it chief.

(Also don’t think I don’t see how Levi throws suspicion on Arturo. Small point towards Levi!Culprit and Levi!Accomplice)

“You shut your whore mouth!” Okay maybe I don’t need to defend Arturo actually, he seems like he has it handled. You good my guy?

Oh shit we actually brought up that Arturo is ridiculously young for someone in the medical field. I did not have that in my (hypothetical) bingo card.

Twelve?! Dude my guy wanted out of that house yesterday damn.

Dude he’s kinda going off! I was not expecting Arturo fans of all people to eat this good this episode, but this is interesting!

Oh right the crazy lady- “Adorable”? Verturo shippers eating!

“Feel free to add to the number of dents in the computer lab” (Paraphrased) PFFFT Charles!

Wait wasn’t there actually a dent there? Wasn’t that a thing I saw on people’s theories? Holy shit is that actually going to get addressed?

[Whit explains] AHAHAHAHAHA HOLY-!

“I let it slide because it was funny” I missed MonoTV too actually.

And no fish! Nico’s account of the fish still being there last time they checked goes unmentioned, meaning it’s likely going to be used for a twist later!

New alibis? Could be possible.

Whit: “I don’t have an alibi. Neither does Charles” (Paraphrased) Which you know because…?

Oh so that’s not addressed. I repeat the statement of Whit being unnecessarily shady all the time.

????? DAVID AND J ALIBI???? This could be kinda huge actually.

David: “Oh. Shit.” This is the reaction of a man being cleared of murder. That’s so funny.

Didn’t David usually wake up late? Inconsistent sleep schedule ig.

J: “Oh yeah, and Veronika.” Girl you gotta say this shit earlier.

Yeah, look, J, you went and made Veronika sad! >:( /j

David: “Whoops” Holy shit every line this man says is gold actually what?

David? Lying? Noooo, how could you say that? I forgot how funny post magical girl transformation this man was.

David I am going to need you to give an actual answer. I spent hours looking at That Video and I still don’t know what your deal is please-

“And she’s Teruko” J’s also really funny actually. Hold a knife to someone’s throat once and they hate you forever, smh.

“Oh and don’t say something like “I wanna kill myself” that’s boring” (paraphrased). Holy shit I missed Veronika- that’s my second fave right there! (Min you will always be N1 don’t worry).

David-Veronika duo is great actually.

By the way David said “the truth is…” I am not expecting a serious answer.

You know, for a moment I actually did think he genuinely thought he was the blackened. But my first instinct was right.

“I would have actually tried looking at the crime scene” Bro what the fuck is he actually cooking.

“A good person” drop!!!! If you know, you know!

Also, I wanted to point this out here, I might have accidentally misinformed a part of the fandom a bit? One point that I brought up was that several important people to this chapter have been called “a good person”, and one of the examples I gave was Hu calling David a good person. Which… I don’t think happened? I evidently misremembered a line where Hu called David a “good friend”, which is a different phrase with different connotations in DRDT, and I genuinely apologize for that. Especially because I have seen people repeating that David had been called a good person in the past.

But now David has called himself “a good person”, if in a roundabout way, so the point actually stands lol.

Oh shit the Xander name drop.

… He was trying to kill Teruko wasn’t he. Because Xander tried it, and because David has Teruko’s “the killing game is all your fault” motive. Oh shit.

Speaking of the “good person” point, that argument might actually be dead lmao. Given that Xander got called that and he’s, well. Not particularly important to chapter 2, let’s say.

[Hindsight Post-Video: Actually, the argument could now be “anyone referred to as a good person is deeply important up to chapter 2”. Or, alternatively, argue that Xander is somewhat important to the Chapter 2 trial because he inadvertently caused David to magical girl transform. The “good person” list in case you don’t recall is Teruko, Levi, Eden, Arei, and as of this episode, David and Xander. We’ll see what we make of it once the chapter ends ig]

Oh Teruko is pissed I am loving this.

Holy shit the voice acting is amazing holy shit Teruko is going off she said Xander didn’t treat David like a human (“No Longer Human” reference??? I might just be insane though) oh this is incredible!!!

Oh he knows something deep. This motherfucker knows what was written in Xander’s “kill Teruko” note I bet.

WAIT HE KNEW XANDER BEFORE HOPE’S PEAK?! HE KNOWS WHY HE’S THE ULTIMATE REBEL?!

Motherfucker you are going to tell us what Xander did before Hope’s Peak and why you know his work or I swear to God-!

Okay actually, David, I am going to need you to give… a straight answer at some point? Like I get you’re canonically bisexual (and it’s showing) but a single straight answer isn’t going to kill you.

Also, the music?! Is peak?!

David: “If the answer is no…” Neat sprite! Just thought it looked nice, and the line’s cool too :>

The return of the Teruko Baffled Sprite, long awaited.

Secret reveal? The killing game’s her fault?

Okay not the angle I was expecting in the slightest. Obviously gonna have to analyze how truthful he’s being at the moment, but he’s basically pulling a DRV3 ending logic thing. Cool!

So… Xander is absolutely Opening Guy, right? Like, I know that was the most common theory, but c’mon.

YEAH HU GO OFF!!!!

Voice acting going crazy too!

I adored Hu’s screaming section. How long till it’s revealed she has the “hopeless child” secret?

Hu’s a queen, hell yeah.

Pffft J’s high horse voice line-

Thank you Charles for being the only competent one (affectionate). Btw what does Veronika think of David’s reasoning? I was kinda hoping we’d see that.

[Red herring joke] Whit. Whit /disappointed/silly

Oh shit I was not expecting that line to actually cause a reaction damn.

You know, I’ll be honest and admit Eden’s really not acting that much like a culprit. I still think she is, I’m just surprised I’m not able to confirmation bias my way into suspecting her through her voice lines :v

Aaaand we’re back to Ace v Nico! Woo!

Okay wow the new alibis are like, laser focused on going against the most popular theories, huh? I’m not going to say anything’s deconfirmed yet obviously, but Hu!Culprit, J!Culprit, even Veronika!Culprit and theories surrounding David being involved have some questions to answer damn.

[To the question of if anyone else had alibis] “Nope” Whit how do you know this.

Levi!Accomplice also takes a hit because Eden and Levi aren’t trying to alibi for each other, but it can be explained. If they never prepared to give each other alibis, it’s safer to just… not, since they can’t actually say what they were doing during that time. And yes, possible explanations like this is why I’m not calling anything outright deconfirmed yet.

I wrote that before Levi three dotted directly after Eden, looking like he was thinking of trying to give her an alibi. Now that’s confirmation bias that can’t be safely used for theories!

Oh right J still hates Arturo xD

[The whole thing about excluding suspects who had an alibi at night and not in the morning] Oh God, Levi really wants me to think he’s the culprit huh? The method’s still too crazy for me to really believe that, but still.

This is also bad for Levi!Accomplice. Not a dealbreaker, but still weird that he’d say something that could point in Eden’s direction. I am not even going to try to defend that yet.

Cool. Can we finally talk murder method?

Levi: “That’s my secret.”

Oh okay, we’re not talking method yet.

…

Wait, WHAT?!?!?!!?!!!?!

THAT’S-! That’s not-! What the hell?!

Okay, so. Cool, Levi’s the remorseless murderer, we got that one right. But, the reveal is so insanely out of left field holy shit…

I am not lying when I tell you I had to get up and start PACING like I was not ready for this. I am vibrating. He just- He just said that shit! What the hell?!

I have genuinely no idea how the hell this is gonna play out. Holy shit I cannot wait for the next episode. It’s just… so peak!!! We are so back!!!

—-

General Closing Thoughts: This episode was awesome! I was lowkey a little worried that the first episode back wasn’t going to be as insane as it ended up being, but wow it blew me away. And it was only twenty minutes? When the episodes go up to possibly an hour??? It’s just… holy shit.

It was awesome to finally start getting some insight into why David Did That, and I’m genuinely super excited to see where this goes. I’m still trying to figure out the exact angle on things like hiding Teruko’s secret, if he even is doing that because I now believe there is a non-zero chance he isn’t actually lying. Like, it’s low, but not zero. I do find it strange Veronika didn’t react to it, though, but at least we got that one line before David started talking.

But that’s only the cusp of the iceberg. I genuinely adore the details we got on Arturo’s backstory, and Hu’s blowup, and Teruko’s remorse- it’s all so awesome.

(The fucking dent in the wall of the goddamn computer room got an explanation I still cannot believe that. Wow)

Props to the voice acting and the music btw, absolutely incredible all throughout.

Btw, correct me if I’m wrong, but there weren’t any “minigames” this episode, right? Nothing wrong with that, just found it interesting.

Theory-Related Initial Thoughts: This episode is… possibly one of the biggest theory slaughters I’ve ever seen?

Like, obviously, again, it’s still too early in the trial to fully rule out anything, so I’m going to leave it to the other DRDT scholars to revise their own theories to fit the new evidence, but wow those new alibis are something. Between Hu, J and David having alibis for 7:30 AM, that’s three of the top suspects who weren’t there at that exact time to either kill Arei or mess with the body. Again, maybe there’s explanations for it, I’m not calling anything unconfirmed yet, just that many theories were inconvenienced.

As for my theory, Eden!Culprit Levi!Accomplice… ups and downs. The more Eden speaks, the less I’m convinced she’s the actual culprit, even if I’m a decent 80% sure she took the tape; the more Levi speaks, the less I’m convinced he’s an accomplice. I’m not going to deny that their dialogue isn’t 100% what I would expect. I don’t think it’s disqualifying, I still believe it to be the theory with the best evidence, it’s just that some things strike me as odd.

That was what I thought… until the end. Because I have no idea what’s about to happen with Levi revealing the secret like this, but… there is a very possible Levi!Accomplice turn here? Like, it’s the “Levi’s holding the glove” idea; the moment Eden loses her alibi, Levi does something that immediately puts a target on his back, potentially trying to get himself voted off before people catch on to Eden as a possible culprit. First he tries to argue that he shouldn’t be a suspect because of the alibi thing, which could make him more suspicious in some people’s eyes (maybe that’s too much 4D chess but it could work), then revealing the secret. I don’t know how likely this is, but it’s a genuine possibility.

Otherwise, I’m… not entirely sure what the angle is? I need to rewatch the trial to figure out why Levi’s talking about “detailing the trial” then immediately revealing his secret. I didn’t rewatch any DRDT before the episode, hence the confusion. But… at this moment, I don’t know what Levi’s cooking, other than possibly accomplice behavior. And even that feels more confirmation bias-y than anything.

There’s also the really weird line where Whit just… knows, Charles had no alibi at 7:30 AM? Unless they discussed it or I’m forgetting something, I don’t actually remember how he’d know that? Was he stalking Charles? Was he just wandering the halls? What kinda-?

(I don’t think that’s likely, but I don’t have a really good read on what’s happening there)

Other than that, here’s a crackpot one to lighten the mood. Mastermind business. I’ve never brought this up before, but I’ve always believed that were Veronika to be the mastermind, she would get revealed early. As in, possibly at the end of this trial, given Teruko had some idea to end the killing game after her chat with Veronika in the movie room.

I’m bringing this up only because Veronika didn’t react to David’s explanation of what he was trying to do by claiming to be the blackened. She was set up for a reaction with the whole “please tell me it’s not boring” thing, and then she… didn’t. It’s possible, in a conspiratorial sense, that she didn’t react because David hit the nail in the head, and Veronika was genuinely upset at the idea. If that’s the case, her reaction could be postponed to the end of the trial, maybe the end of Trial 3, for the early mm reveal there. It’s a very half-baked idea I’m failing to communicate properly ‘cuz I’m eepy, but it’s there.

I rank it in the same level of mastermind evidence as “Nico is unafraid of grabbing MonoTV by the tail.” Immensely silly and should not be considered solid evidence by any means, and yet it’s still probably gonna get mentioned if I ever make a mm probability ranking lol.

Anyways, absolutely incredible episode all throughout. Holy shit were so back, this was amazing. See you next week for more peeks into peak!

[moonlightdreamzz]

kill bill

part one

you return back to korea one year after you and hyunjin broke up, only to find out he has replaced you. how could he replace you?

→ g: all of it. the pain, the sexy, the happiness. angstsmutfluff! <3

🎧 ➤ kill bill by sza

warning! you’re a heartbroken bitter ex girlfriend here, although for a valid reason. party environment! mentions of (w**d) and alcohol, language, and infidelity!

I'm so mature, I'm so mature

I'm so mature, I got me a therapist to tell me there's other men

I don't want none, I just want you

If I can't have you, no one should

it felt so, so good to scream these lyrics from the pit of your stomach. you imagine anyone that could hear you and felix passionately singing alongside sza had many questions, the first being; who hurt you? but, as always neither of you care in this moment. the two of you have finally finished cleaning up the dorm in preparation for changbin’s surprise birthday party; the only thing left to do now was decorate and get ready.

you have no idea where the rest of the members are, but who are you to ask questions? knowing your friend, he didn’t trust them to get the job done in time. they could be so damn silly sometimes, taking forever to do the simplest tasks. it was adorable watching their sad attempts to hold all their jokes and playful tendencies within. they failed every time.

felix, who is clearly exhausted from your early morning grind can’t help but to back into the wall and slide down to the wooden floors. he takes a deep breath before blowing upwards, causing the hair covering his forehead to lift ever so slightly.

“someone’s tired.” you chuckle, deciding to lay on the couch over the cold wood. you are so tempted to beg felix for a quick nap, but you know he’s gonna ridicule you for it if you do—in a friendly way of course. he has been talking about this party and how perfect it has to be for what felt like forever. you know deep down his real reasoning for being so prompt was because of who’s birthday it is.

“how can I truly be tired though, y/n?” his aussie accent is thick as he confesses his shame to you, “you came all the way here, landed early as hell in the morning with jet lag, and here you are cleaning with me. i need to get up.” just like that, felix has risen again and stretches his arms out before moving to start taking the decorations out the box.

he was always too hard on himself. “lix,” you coo, walking towards him and placing your hand on his shoulder gently, “getting rest is vital. even if for thirty minutes, why don’t you relax for a little bit? at least close your eyes?”

you can tell he’s considering it by the way his eyes look straight ahead into nothingness, but just as quick as the thought comes, it goes. he inhales deeply before continuing to take things from the huge brown box.

“i promise I’ll rest after this is all over. i just…i don’t want anything to mess up on my end.”

so, they really were all the same huh? those words trigger what feels like a thousand memories into your mind— all of someone you know you will have to see tonight. you were certain he has spoken that exact sentence to you on multiple occasions when you expressed how worried you were about his physical and mental health. you still have no idea what you’re going to say when the two of you eventually bump into each-other at this party.

you’re fidgeting now, and felix’s heart feels as if it wants to jump out of him for the day, but not because he was in love with you or anything. no, felix was incredibly guilty. he knows you’re thinking about his bandmate. you were always so…dazed when he was on your mind.

all day there has been this weird silence in the air between you and felix, which was abnormal to say the least. before you moved back home, you were two peas in a pod. your conversations could last for hours if you let it. all of the boys, but especially felix told you that they loved how free they felt around you. they loved how normal they felt in your presence. you didn’t know why it was such a bad thing, but apparently it was a sin here to have some fun.

the minutes keep passing by and felix has yet to utter a word to you. have things really changed this drastically since you left? was he angry at you for leaving? did you not check up on him enough?

“felix i—

“hyunjin has a new girlfriend!” he spits out as if there was a pistol on his scalp. the balloon he was blowing up flies from the machine, squealing as it tries to find a place to land. if there was a metaphor to describe what those words just did to you, it was that. you felt like a lifeless balloon. the tension in the room is so thick you feel like your throat is about to start closing on you.

your clear vision is now red, so much so, that you were certain your tears would be the same color if you weren’t fighting for your life to hold them in your tear ducts. you hate that even after a year, exactly a year by the way, that he still has so much control over your emotions.

“who?” are the only words you can manage.

felix thought that confessing to you would make him feel better, but as he watches you clearly refraining yourself from having a mental breakdown, he feels a thousand times worse. maybe he should have listened to changbin and chris when they told him to just let you see it. no—he was right. if you were going to hate him, he would rather you be able to say he warned you instead of you finding out from seeing hyunjin waltz in here with his new woman.

“some girl. she’s not famous, and I have no idea where he met her. i’m sorry, y/n. i know you’ve been going to therapy and everything and I just—I never wanted to trigger you. it’s still not an excuse I just—

“lix,” you finally breathe after what felt like days, even though it had only been a minute or two. “i’m not angry with you. how could I be?”

“because i’m your friend.”

“you’re his friend too.” is all you can muster. you know a look of defeat was prominent on your features, but you can’t fake it right now. it wasn’t worth it. you’re trying to push it down, but the rage is burning in the pit of your stomach. you looked so sane to the naked eye. upset? sure. pissed? maybe? but you were way more than those two emotions. you were heartbroken and livid all over again; a woman scorned. all you can hear in your mind right now is the last thing hyunjin uttered to you.

i will never be able to replace you. i need you to breathe. i love you. i’m so sorry. i’m sorry I failed you when I promised I never would.

you heard it in your dreams and nightmares what felt like every night. his voice cracked so clearly on the phone that night. he usually tried to be tough for you, pretending as if nothing could get to him, but not this time. he was so hysterical.

you believed him. you didn’t want to, but he was sobbing. or maybe your ego was big as fuck, and the thought of hyunjin unable to move on from you fed into your fantasy of him suffering without you. you hated that you felt this way, but it doesn’t matter now. it was all a lie.

“y/n.” you hear felix trying to snap you back to reality.

there’s a million things you want to say. you want to see her. you want to ask felix if hyunjin is as happy as he was with you. but you figure you’d save those questions for when he had to see you tonight. if he moved on genuinely, fine. but he was going to have to say it to your face.

“I’m cool.” you smile as if you hadn’t heard the news. you begin ripping the plastic off the decorations you assumed went on the wall based on their shape. you can feel felix’s doe eyes burn holes into you, but you learned a long time ago how to ignore that.

“you sure?” he questions in disbelief.

“positive. i just needed a minute to digest it. I’m good.”

the song you and felix had been shouting the lyrics to has replayed, neither you or Felix knowing the lyrics sza was singing beautifully would foreshadow what was to come later tonight.

I did it all for love

I did all of this on no drugs

I did all of this sober

Don't you know I did it all for us?

fit pics; a necessity when going to any function, but especially when you want your ex to feel sick to their stomach.

yes, you are that girl that makes your friends take your pictures over and over again—hating them all. no, you are not ashamed. this was jisung’s fifth round of taking pics of you, and you are trying so hard to hold in your laughter at his frustration. he’s looking at you, and you know he hasn’t blinked or breathed—already knowing that you’re going to tell him you don’t like the twenty new pictures he’s placed in your camera roll.

“if you don’t like these, i don’t know what to tell you. you look mad good. stop acting like that.”

“you’re lucky I’m pleased.” you smirk, pushing him playfully, “this is the least you can do for the many years you’ve spent trolling my ass, or have you forgotten?”

“i don’t know what you’re talking about.” he smirks back. his eyes attempt prove his innocence, but they fail and he can’t help but to push you back to play it off.

the music can be heard from outside of the dorms, and you have no idea how they are pulling this off tonight, but you never ask questions; you simply follow suit. you didn’t intend on missing the surprise, but jisung called you frantically saying that he was going to be late and that he would owe you if you pulled up alongside him. truth be told, you pretended that you were fine with being late because you loved him oh-so much, but in reality you wanted to make an entrance.

you wanted hyunijn to pace back and forth as his new girl got ready—heart practically beating out of his chest at the thought of having to see you. you knew he would arrive in preparation to say surprise! to his bandmate, subtly searching for you everywhere. obviously, you aren’t there, but he won’t know whether you are just in the bathroom, late, or not coming at all.

the time will continue to pass—but still no sign of you. his girl is there, so he won’t express his interest about your whereabouts out loud, but he will text felix wondering where you are. she’s coming, is all felix is going to respond, already receiving the text from you that you were running late to ride with jisung, but not wanting to spill your beans to your ex, regardless of the fact that he was hyunjin’s friend too.

you know his anxiety is going up and down right now. he’s probably not paying ole’ girl any attention because hyunjin knows. he fucking knows that any second now you will walk into that dorm and he’ll have to recall his last words to you. he’ll also have to see how damn fine you look tonight from head to toe. he’ll think of every single late night he tried to replace your body, but couldn’t. you love changbin so much, but he was crazier than you when it came to his lovers. he will understand. you also know he’s probably ten shots in by now, so if he was upset with you, the alcohol had drowned it away.

“come on.” jisung instructs. you’re surprised he’s not snapping in your face like everyone else does when you daze out. it had rained earlier, so the weather is perfect—not cold, but not hot. you and hyunjin love this kind of weather. if the two of you were still together, you’d probably be outside whispering sweet nothings to each-other while smoking a blunt and embracing the relaxing breeze that blew through the city.

you follow your friend, taking his hand that was extended out to you. he knows you too well. your anxiety was beginning to build up from the pit of your stomach. it always makes you feel sick and dizzy and you want to turn around and run off, but you can’t. your feet have began to hurt too—your boots although fashionable, never being the move when you were going to be standing for a long time.

“these are some of the trainees that’ll be in the next group.” jisung spills as you approach the entrance. you can’t tell whether they want to be here or not, but you can’t lie, this is adorable.

they greet the both of you respectfully—you, only because you were with their hyung, and the two of you step in promptly. immediately the smell of marijuana clouds your senses, and you can’t help but let out a cough. the music was so loud that you know you will likely have a headache in the morning, but it was worth it. there are people everywhere and they’re all doing the same thing; smoking, taking shots, and trying to find their person for the night.

“look who it is, finally.” a drunk changbin stumbles your way, immediately embracing you and picking you up. he reeks of everything in this room, including women, but you expect nothing less from the man of the hour. he looks nice—a typical all black fit from him. he continues to slur things to you that you can’t understand, but you know it’s something along the lines of “i’m so happy to see you.” and “don’t think you’re running from these shots.”

jisung doesn’t understand what he’s saying either, and the two of you make eye contact before he pats changbin’s back to put you back down in the ground.

“happy birthday!” the two of you yell in unison. ah, you would be lying if you said you didn’t miss him. he was always so sweet to you, and in this moment as you and jisung congratulate him on another year of life, you heart is warm seeing the genuine smile on his face.

“thank you, love.” he slurs once more. “you know, you were always my favorite. my favorite girlfriend that is. smart, gorgeous, and actually fun.” the music seems as if it’s gotten even louder, but you hear him loud and clear.

now you’re the one smiling. “thank you. i got you a lot of gifts, but the rest of them I need you to open sober. here’s one you can have now.” you see jisung’s panic as you hand his bandmate a little bottle of hennessy. you know the second either you two walk away or changbin does, that he’s going to cuss you out for not telling him you brought a gift. “from me and jisung.” you add with a potent smirk on your face. you see him exhale beside you, and here you are again holding in your damn laugh.

“now y/n…you know you have to take a shot with me, right? thank…thank you.” all of a sudden there’s a hand on changbin’s shoulder, and she’s pulling him back towards where the bedrooms are. you make your false promises knowing he won’t even remember you’re here soon.

“you owe me two, han jisung.” you twirl to face him now.

“yeah, whatever. look, as always I’ll look out for you, but I can’t lie it’s time for me to put some shots in my body and find me something to lick on…for later.”

“ew! you’re like…fifteen.”

“i’m literally twenty-two?” he blinks repeatedly.

“whatever. i’m going to the bathroom.”

and you’re off. you see a couple of familiar faces on what should be a short journey to the restroom, but isn’t due to how crowded the this place is. your heart is racing, fearing that you’ll say excuse me to someone, and they’ll turn around just for it to be hyunjin. you planned this out so well in your head, just to be shaking in your boots now…literally. your feet hurt even more then they did ten minutes ago.

you finally make it to the restroom after what feels like forever. you’re afraid to even go in there, terrified about who you may see partaking in adults activities and not wanting to argue with someone who was hogging the room just because they hate parties. you hate those kind of people.

you knock—nothing. you knock again—nothing. you can barely stand now because you genuinely have to pee, and maybe there is someone in there, and they are responding— you just can’t hear them, but fuck it. you open the door quickly, closing it just as fast so a creep doesn’t try to slide in here with you. you’re about to run to the toilet when you notice someone very familiar sitting on the floor with his face buried in his hands. no fucking way. no way.

he looks up at you, his eyes irritated at first from being intruded on. he probably did say someone was in here. but the second he sees you, his eyes widen. it’s as if he’s seen a ghost.

“y/n…y/n?”

you haven’t heard him say your name in a year. you haven’t heard his voice. you don’t know how you’re still standing considering the fact that you’re having a stare down with the love of your life. you know your eyes are softening as you continue to make eye contact with him. he’s still so…beautiful. how was it possible that he has become even more attractive, even with his eyes slightly red. had he been crying?

snap out of it, y/n!

just as quick as all of the memories begin to run through your head, you turn the movie off, pulling down your shorts and panties. “move, hyunjin.” is all you say, quickly sitting down on the toilet and emptying your bladder. he scoots ever so slightly, eyes still burning holes into you even as you pee loudly and your eyes look straight forward now.

this isn’t happening right now, is it?

authors note: part two coming soon…🤝🏽 I wanted to make this one big story but I said … that’s going to take too long to finish hehe. i hope you guys liked this.

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The Vice Admiral’s Daughter - Portgas D. Ace (|||)

a/n: part 3!!! idk why but this part was honestly the hardest to write and idk why bc i always right smut. um, anyways, this is gonna have like 1 or 2 more parts and then it’s done 🫶🏻 and i’m back to other fanfics (i have an iceberg & franky one sitting in my ideas box). feel free to send in asks / requests, and comment & reblogs are appreciated!!

warnings: ace x fem!reader, pirate!ace x marine!daughter!reader, fxm, 21!ace, 19!reader, oral (f & m receiving), (slight) fingering, cunnilingus, smut, mdni, i’m bad at tagging, not proofread (it’s never proofread)

ib: tagged in earlier post

request: yes / no

You’re awoken in the (very) early hours of the morning a few months later when you’re back at Loguetown. The transponder snail that sits beside your bed feels like it’s screaming in your ear and you groan into your pillow.

‘Hello?’

The voice on the other side comes over clearly, and you’re almost motivated to hang up right then and go back to sleep.

‘Hey sleepyhead.’ Ace laughs quietly. ‘I’m surprised you picked up. Did I wake you up?’

‘No.’ You lie through your teeth, rolling in your bed. ‘I was just walking my fish.’

‘Oh. That’s good… Have you missed me?’

You’re silent on your end of the line, and you can hear Ace’s smile drop.

‘Ace? How did you get my number? It’s private.’

You hear his laugh crackle over and it warms your heart a little.

‘Don’t worry about that. I just need you to come into town. To that bar we met at last time.’

‘The Smog Cutter? That place has been closed for a few months. It’s all abandoned now.’

‘I know, but I really need you to meet me there. Please.’

You groan again, weighing out your options before inevitably agreeing.

You don’t bother properly changing into clothes. Instead you just throw a shirt over your bra and shorts before running out of the house and into the township.

Ace is standing outside of the Smog Cutter. You hadn’t lied when you said it was closed and abandoned. The paint that used to decorate the front of the building had long since peeled off, and you could barely read the name of the place.

‘So that’s where you live?’ Ace said, looking at where you’d come from.

You’re out of breath when you reach him, but you stand up straight with your hands on your hips.

‘Well yeah. It’s the Vice-Admirals house aswell.’

‘They do live well, don’t they?’ He scoffed. You give him a sideways look as you both walk into the empty tavern.

‘Did you just call me out here to make comments on my lifestyle or what?’

‘…I missed you.’ His smile stretched and you’re met with piercing blue eyes looking straight at yours. ‘And I wanted to talk to you.’

You freeze for a second before giving him a “are you fucking serious” look.

‘Why would you “miss me”?’ You ask, sitting on one of the counter stools.

‘Because you’re special. You could’ve turned me in at any point, but you didn’t. You’ve talked to me. And the second time we met, you drank with me and made me laugh. And we’ll forget about the 3rd because that was a little messy, but besides the point. But the point is you’re special and i can’t get you out of my head.’

You listen to him closely, finally breaking a soft laugh at the end.

‘Careful, Fire Fist. You’re making it sound like you’re in love with me.’ He blushes and looks away, and you realise at that moment what he’s trying to say. ‘Oh. Oh.’

‘What on earth do you mean “Oh”?! I just poured my heart out to you and your reply is “Oh”?’

‘It’s an “Oh”, as in “Oh. The Vice-Admiral's daughter was correct in thinking that Portgas D. Ace did in fact want to take advantage of a 17 year old girl that night.’

‘Well, duh. But that only because you said-‘

‘Oh just the fuck up.’ You grinned, grabbing his chin and pressing your lips together chastely.

It takes Ace a minute to register before he relaxes into the kiss, being quick to add more fervour. You wrap your arms around his neck and he steps off his own seat and stands between your legs. He wraps his own arms around your waist, pulling you closer as he continues to return your kiss passionately.

‘This is stupid.’ He whispers, trying to pull back from the kiss slightly. ‘We should stop. You have no idea how much trouble you’ll get in if we’re caught.’ He smirks, knowing he’s about to get a reaction.

‘Oh. But my warnings for the past 3 years have been ignored? Seems a little unfair.’ He chuckles and rolls his eyes.

‘Fine. But I’m being serious. This is dangerous. What happens if your dad finds out?’

‘He just won’t find out.’ You’re quick to reply, and even quicker to lean back into the rejoicing your mouths. Ace grins, pulling you impossibly closer. You take the opportunity to deepen the kiss. 3 years seems long enough for a starved man. He sighs into your mouth, pulling back to see your slightly dishevelled look.

‘You look so beautiful right now.’

You smile, lightly nipping at his jawline.

‘I want you so bad, Portgas D. Ace.’

He brings a hand to the back of your head, guiding your face back up to meet his lips. He bites down on your bottom lip, inciting a moan from you.

‘That’s not helping. I’m gonna go crazy if we keep doing this.’ He groaned, leaning over you so your back was pressed against the counter, one hand holding him up. ‘But god, do I love you so much. I’m gonna marry you someday.’

‘A bold statement.’ You whisper as he begins to explore your neck and collar. ‘Especially to make to the Vice-Admiral’s daughter.’

He grins and nods.

‘Well, you know me, princess. I like to take risks.’ He winks, coming back up to capture your lips once again. Sweet noises drip from your mouth and they all go to Ace’s dick as he slowly grinds his hips against yours. His free hand moves from your hip down to your ass, grabbing at the clothed muscle. Your own hands run up his forearms, then down his torso til they’re resting just above the waistband of his shorts. Teasingly, you grab his belt, holding him like he isn’t as close as possible.

‘Cheeky.’ He hisses, littering kisses over your shoulders. ‘Don’t make me fuck you in an abandoned bar.’

‘It’d be awfully fitting though, wouldn’t it?’ For once, it’s your voice that drops to a seductive tone. Ace groans lustfully, pressing his forehead against your skin. You bring your hand up to pull on the hair on the back of his neck. ‘Come on, Ace. Please fuck me in the bar.’

He feels himself fold right there and then. All sense of dignity fell out of him faster than he dropped to his knees for you.

‘You’re gonna be the death of me.’ He sighed, kissing your stomach. Wanted hands followed slowly after him, tracing the bumps of your spine. He kissed each of your thighs, biting lightly then smoothing the wound, littering your skin in love bites.

Your back’s digging into the counter as he decorated your body, even with your arms keeping you stable. Calloused fingertips trace your inner thighs, parting them slightly. Black eyes meet yours, the pirate leaning back to look at you.

‘You’re so hot from down here.’ He coos, resting his chin on your stomach.

‘I could say the same about you.’ Your hand finds its way to his face, caressing his cheek. ‘You look good on your knees.’

A fire lights in him, hotter than the one already there. You’re so unbelievably attractive, and he can’t even begin to process how he’d come to be blessed enough to get you.

Your thighs are once again littered in kisses, marks all along your inner skin. Your lips are slightly parted as he gets closer to your core. The only thing obstructing him is your thin pajama shorts. Your eyes met again and neither of you need to speak to know what he’s asking. You nod, holding your breath as your soft, pink folds are exposed. The hand on his cheek moves to his hair, running your fingers through his soft black strands. His eyes don’t leave yours as he takes the final step, his tongue flicking out to taste you for the first time. You gasp, mouth open and your head back. Ace smirks, lapping at your folds, then slipped a finger inside you, watching your wetness already coat his digit.

‘Ah fuck.’ You moan lowly, harshly massaging your breast through your top while the other tugs at his hair. A groan from Ace sends vibrations to your clit, stimulating your core. He smirks against your cunt as he thrusts his fingers deeper into you, finding your sweet spot. You’re a whimpering mess in a matter of minutes, and you can feel your legs threatening to buckle beneath you. As if he can tell, Ace adds another finger, stretching you more as he thrusts increasingly deeper and eats you out.

‘A-Ace.’ You cry, tears threatening to spill. ‘I’m gonna cum.’

You’re holding his hair so tight you’re sure you’d have pulled some out by now, but it’s the last of your worries. His grin grows wider, feeling you pulsating around his fingers increasing his own arousal.

‘Cum for me, baby.’

Euphoria washes over you by his command, eyes squeezed shut and head thrown back.

Touching yourself for the past 3 years had surficed, but this was by far the most intense orgasm you’d spent in your entire life, and all it took was Ace’s mouth and fingers.

Ace continued to lap at your folds, tasting and milking you through while you shake and shudder in pleasure.

‘Are you alright?’ You nod slowly, taking a moment to look down at him while you struggle to stay up. He chuckles softly, pulling back to look at you. ‘Quite the climax, aye?’

‘Shut up.’ You pant, pulling him up to his feet so you can kiss him again. You cringe slightly at the taste of yourself on his lips, but it’s so hot that you ignore it. As you’re making out, you run your hand down his torso, letting your fingers drag over his abs, then past his belt til you’re delicately palming his erect cock. He groans into your kiss, his body already trembling slightly from both your touch, and the adrenaline.

‘You don’t have to if you don’t want to.’ He whispered, holding your wrist. You’re quick to shake your head, pulling away. His hair is messier than usual, and he looks absolutely divine like this.

‘That wouldn’t be fair.’ You pouted, putting on a sad girl act. You hold his shoulder and turn you both around so it’s now his back pressed against the counter. ‘Plus, you mustn’t think I love you enough if you think I’m going to wait another 4 months to give you head.’

His gaze is one of surprise, but then a soft smile emerges.

‘You think I’m gonna disappear again?’

Your foreheads are pressed together, and you slowly begin to stroke his dick, watching his breathing change.

‘Please don’t lie to me and say you won’t.’

He laughs lowly, hands finding your hips.

‘I promise I won’t leave. Not now that I have you. Do you trust me?’

‘No.’ Your reply is plain and harsh, but yours holds more truth than his. ‘You’re a pirate, Ace. You’ll need to leave whether you want to or not.’

He shrugs, pressing a chaste kiss to your lips and holding your gaze.

‘True. But I meant more in the long run. I’m not going to leave you if you’ll be mine.’ He feels your smile against his lips, and it makes his heart flutter. You peck then quickly before lowering yourself to his knees.

‘I’ve been yours since Day 1, Fire Fist Ace.’

A shallow gasp escapes as Ace’s breath hitches, focused on your movements as you undress him. You’re working slowly, teasing him as you pull him free of his shorts. His hands slide round your face to your scalp, holding your hair back in a makeshift ponytail. A hum escapes at the slight tug. Eyes lock as your tongue pokes out in kitten licks against his tip. His reactions makes your insides giggle. His eyes roll back and his hands shake, hips leaning forward at your subtle touch.

‘You’re so sensitive, baby.’ You tease, peppering kisses down the length of his shaft. He just groans as you moan, your hand wrapped around him to pump rhythmically.

‘That’s because-‘ He’s cut off temporarily by a squeeze to his base and your lips pressed to his tip.

‘Because what-‘ You whisper, finally letting his cock slide into your mouth.

He shakes his head quickly, taking a deep breath to try to steady himself.

‘Because I’ve been avoiding other women since I saw you.’ A moan fills the bar, his dick plummeting deep into your throat. Your face lights up and you feel your heart melting at his confession. With an internal smile. you quicken your pace, stroking where your mouth can’t reach. Your other hand rests on his thigh, running your hands along the skin to keep him calm.

His fingers are digging into your scalp, holding your hair tightly as his hips involuntarily thrust forwards to meet your rhythm.

‘Oh fuck… I’m yours.’

You can hear your own muffled moans bouncing off the walls, and you should probably be concerned about who else can hear them. But that doesn’t matter when your boyfriend that you aren’t going to see for another long while is with you.

Ace’s breath becomes ragged, his other hand coming down to your cheek.

‘You feel so good, princess.’ He releases a long, low moan, his climax shuddering through his body. Your gag reflex kicks in as the fluid shoots down your throat, but you swallow it nonetheless. Common courtesy as he’d done the same for you. He’s shuddering in pleasure and relief while you milk him through, not releasing him until you’re sure he’s done.

You laugh quietly to yourself, pressing a few kisses to his thighs before standing and kissing him softly.

‘Are you still alive?’ You whisper, holding his waist. He gasps, heart racing and shaking, but nods.

‘Yeah… I’m alive.’

‘Good.’ You reply, pressing your foreheads together. ‘Do you need anything?’

‘Maybe water in a minute.’ He laughs, his breathing slowly returning to normal.

‘Mkay.’ You hum. ‘You lie down in one of the booths and I’ll get you a drink of water, ok?’

A weak attempt of helping him to the seat is made before you’re running off to the abandoned kitchen to look for cups. Ace’s eyes follow you as you run, filled with love and gratitude. You’re back in only a matter of seconds, 2 glasses of cold water in hand. You help him drink some of his water before taking a sip of yours and laying beside him.

‘Better?’ You ask, watching his carefully while love clouds your vision.

‘Much.’ You nod slowly, lips pressed together in a line.

‘Can I hug you?’

Ace stares at you with a raised eyebrow.

‘We just gave each other head and now you’re asking if we can hug?’ It’s a dumb question, you knew. But you’d have much rather asked and he’d said no than just “attacking him” and it’s not being reciprocated. You shrug and he just laughs, opening his arms to welcome you into his embrace. A welcome you take very quickly. Your face is quickly buried in the crook of his neck, feeling his breath fan against your skin.

‘If I was to sleep, would you still be here when I woke up?’

There’s a long silence between you both, and it makes the last event feel like a fever dream. It’s a silence that answers your own question.

‘You should come with me. To sea, I mean.’

You sigh, holding him tighter like he’s about to escape.

‘I can’t, Ace. Not right now.’

He hugs you just as tightly, twirling your hair around.

‘I promise I’ll be back soon. Ok? And then someday, I’ll come back and I won’t leave you.’

You’re not quick to respond, but a simple nod seems to suffice.

‘Ace.’

‘Yeah?’

‘I love you.’ You whisper, feeling your eyes start to droop and sleep start to take over. ‘And I’m really glad you manned up and asked me to be yours.’

Ace smiles softly, pressing his lips against your forehead for a long second.

‘I’ll make sure I never stop reminding you.’

You’re unsurprised when you wake up in your room the next morning, no sign that you’d even left (mind the slightly open window). There was a tinge of sadness knowing it would be a long while before you saw the pirate again, but you smile, tracing the marks he’d left on your body. These were the marks of your first time.

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Sore Spot (Blue Lock) ❄Squealing Santa 2023❄

@ticklish-n-stuff MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! Happy Holidays or Happy Winter! Whatever you celebrate my dear friend- it is I! Squiggily, your squealing santa this year! >:D For this fic, I've went with:

-Blue Lock: Bachira and anyone else [I like the ticklish massage troupe, but feel free to use whatever!}

I know you like Rin too, so I figured why not create some good ol' BachiRin for you this season? :3 I hope you like it and have a fabulous rest of your 2023!

Summary: After a long night of practice with Rin, Bachira's aching all over. Feeling bad, Rin helps him out, only to uncover an interesting truth (Word Count: 1k35)

It wasn’t often Bachira was seen like this. Anyone who met him could tell you he was always smiling, always laughing- an eccentric ball of sunshine that wormed his way into all their hearts.

So when he came to breakfast with a pinched expression and moving so slow it was as if he aged several years, concerns were high.

“Bachira..are you alright? You don’t seem very glam right now.” Aryu noted as said boy sat down, wincing as he did.

“Did you get hurt? Oh man- what are we gonna do? The next game is soon- Ah! That was insensitive, wasn’t it?” Tokimitsu panicked, looking ready to both pass out right there and bolt for the intercom installed for emergencies. “I should-”

“Relax.” Rin cut them both off, turning his cool gaze onto Bachira. “What happened?”

“Huh? Oh, nothing..” The smallest of the team tried to smile, but it came out more a grimace. “I think I overdid it at practice the other night. I’m just really sore, that’s all.”

Tokimitsu made a small noise of relief, and Aryu seemed satisfied. Rin though- he eyes darkened some with…guilt? Remorse? “That was my fault. I shouldn’t have pushed you so hard.”

“What, no way Rin-Rin! I had fun!” Bachira grinned, perking up and immediately regretting it. “Hmm! R-Really; I had a great time. I just forget my own limits, that’s all, hehe.”

Just then, Isagi walked up, carrying two trays of food. “Bachira, you forgot to get breakfast. I grabbed it for you- what’s wrong?”

“Rin overworked him last night and now he’s sore all over.” Aryu piped up. Isagi gaped, Tokimitsu choked on his milk and Rin buried his face in his hands as Bachira laughed hysterically, ears red.

What a morning to be alive.

~~~

Throughout the day, Bachira’s soreness was slowly proving to be a problem. He was barely moving through drills, gasping for air after short runs across the field and wincing anytime he was passed the ball. The longer he watched him go, the worse Rin felt.

Yes, Bachira chose to practice with him last night, and yes he insisted on going all out in spite of Rin’s warnings, but that didn’t change the fact he felt responsible for the dribbler.

When the day ended and Bachira was whimpering through taking off his shirt, Rin finally had enough.

“That’s it.” He got up, closing the distance between them. “Put your arms up.”

“Huh?” Bachira blinked at him but did as he was told. With some difficulty- why the hell did Ego-sensei make these things so tight? Rin managed to pull off Bachira's training top without hurting him too badly. “Thanks, Rin-”

“I’m not done.” Without another word, he walked across the locker room, grabbing a clean towel from the stack nearby and spreading it over an empty bench. “Can you lay down?”

“Uh, sure-”

Rin pointed. Bachira blinked before doing so, lying across the towel on his belly with a soft groan. “Wow, RinRin, I didn’t know you could be so demanding, hehe~”

“Shush. You’re hurt. I’m just making sure you can play tomorrow.” Rin got another towel, kneeling on it as he sat before Bachira. “If you drag us down, I’m kicking our ass.”

“Sure, sure.” Bachira winked, then cringed when Rin pressed into his shoulder. “Mm!”

“Don’t be a baby.” Rin scoffed, but he did lighten his touch. Nothing was broken, but he could feel the knots in the older boy’s shoulders with each pass. He really did overwork himself last night. “Is this better?”

“Mm! Mmhhmhmhmmhmhmhmmhm!” Muffled laughter could be heard then. Bachira had his face pressed into his arm, lips curled into a wobbly grin. He gave a shaky thumbs up instead. Rin rolled his eyes with a small huff.

“Ticklish?” He pressed in. This time Bachira barked out a giggle. “I thought it hurt?”

“It dhoohohhoes! Buhuhuhut it ahahahalso fhehehheheels nihihihihice?” Bachira giggled through groans of pain, torn between melting at Rin’s touch and flinching away. “The tihihihihickles dihihihiistrahahahct frohohohohm it!”

“...Huh.” He supposed that was a good thing, then. Rin carried on, bringing both hands to Bachira’s back as he worked from top to bottom. The entire time Bachira was a giggly mess, his feet peddling behind him as he struggled not to wiggle away. When Rin got a tad close to his armpits, he nearly jerked his arms down. It took a white knuckle grip on the bench to keep them out of the way.

“You’re so ticklish.” Rin mused, almost laughing at the efforts Bachira was making not to lose it. Once he was sure the muscles weren’t tight anymore, he popped the question. “Are you still hurting?”

“Hhhmhmhmm…hm.” Bachira sat up a bit, rolling his neck and shoulders. “Actually- no, I feel really good! Thanks, RinRi-EHHEEHEHEHHEHEHE!” Before he could even finish speaking, tickly fingers were back at his shoulders, pinching and scratching along the sensitive skin. “Aehahahahhahhahhahaha! Rihihihin-riihihihin whahhhahhahait! Whahahahait it tihihihihihiihickles!”

“I know. We already established that.” Rin fought down a grin as Bachira cackled and flailed, no longer chained down by his previous soreness. “Stop flailing so much, you’re getting your sweat everywhere.”

“I cahhahahahn’t hehehehelp iihihhiihihit! Aheahhahahah it tihihihihickles toohohohoho muuhuuhuhuhch!” Bachira squealed through his mirth, cheeks pink and smiling big. It was the first time he truly grinned since the day began. That alone vanished Rin’s guilt. “Rihiihihihin pleahhahahahhase!”

“Hmm…eh, alright.” Finally stopping, the green haired teen pulled his hands back, watching Bachira half curl into himself. “If we kept going, you’d get even more sweaty. Gross.”

“Whohohos fahahault is thahaht, RinRin?” Bachira giggled, making it a point to shake out his hair. Rin recoiled, making Bachira laugh harder. “Yohohou’re fahahhace! Hehehehe!”

“Ugh, whatever.” Rin rolled his eyes as he got up, tossing his floor towel into the hamper on the way to the baths. “Hurry up and get clean before lights out. You should be able to move better by the morning.”

“Aww, RinRin~” Bachira sang, running after him. “Thank youuuu~”

“Don’t run in the shower-gh, let go of me, you’re nasty!”

“Never! I’m gonna hang on to you forever!”

Just outside the locker room, Tokimitsu blinked, hesitating to go in.

“Aryu was right…they really are..." He ran from the door, ears hot and mind racing.

What a time to be alive.

Thanks for reading!

[httpsdana]

𝐔𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬~𝐀 𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐭 𝟏𝟎

summary: Barça players and talented footballers. Souls meet and sparks fly. But there's always a twist when it comes to love isn't there?

pairing: Ferran Torres x Gonzalez!Reader

warnings: cursing, slight age gap, angst

previous part -> next part

"hey love. free tonight?" Ferran said through the phone.

"I assume yes. got any plans?" y/n asked him

"yeah but a little different this time. dress fancy, not too casual. I'll be at your place at 8" he hung up, leaving y/n no chance to reply.

Her and Ferran were definitely evolving, but nothing has happened other than that kiss except for more physical touching. They now cuddle with each other, hug more often. And Ferran steals some kisses on her cheeks or forehead without her noticing.

y/n looked weirdly at her phone. This would be the first time her and Ferran would go out, and she didn't know how to feel about it.

She was feeling nervous because what if someone saw them and took pictures and the pictures went viral and Pedri saw them?

She didn't wanna know Pedri's reaction knowing it's not gonna be a good one.

She let out a sigh, checking the time. She had so much time to get ready, so she took the longest shower to relax. She took her everything shower, and by the time she got out of the shower, it was already 5.

She still didn't know what she was going to wear. Rushing to the closet, she started going through the dresses she owned.

Finally, she settled on a short long-sleeved black dress. The dress had a beautiful pattern, intricate details and a flattering cut.

The sleeves are made of a sheer fabric, adding a touch of elegance.

After putting on the dress, she started with her hair. First drying it, then straighting it slowly. By the time she finished, it was 6:30 meaning she had an hour and a half to put on her make up.

Starting with her usual base, then she settled with a soft black smokey eye make up. She lined her lips and added lipstick before ending her look with some lipgloss.

She was satisfied with her final look, smiling at her make up. People would say as a football player she would know nothing about make up. But she always loved looking good with make up.

It was now 7:50, and Ferran was supposed to arrive any moment now. y/n put on her favorite necklace, which was gifted to her by her brothers when she first made her debut with the first team.

She put on some earrings that she loved, and ended up with some perfume. She smiled at herself in the mirror, soothing down her dress. Just as she was about to grab her phone and see if Ferran texted, the door bell rang.

She exhaled and grabbed her phone and purse, before going to open the door. Opening it she was met with a bouquet of flowers. She smiled when Ferran appeared behind the flowers.

He looked her up and down, taking in every single detail of her, making her feel vulnerable under his intense gaze.

"hello beautiful, ready for our date?" he said, a smile plastered on his face, making her giggle silently.

"I am" she nodded. Ferran gave her the flowers and told her to put them in a vase of water.

She invited him while she placed the flowers on the kitchen counter.

"where are we going?" she asked when she appeared in the living room where Ferran was.

"you'll see. let's go" he took her hand, walking her to the car.

Ferran started driving to their unknown destination, while they spoke about their days and recent matches.

After about 15 minutes, they arrived to a silent place

"you're not kidnapping me are you?" y/n chuckled, noticing that the restaurant they arrived to seems to be empty.

"the offer is tempting I can't deny it" Ferran said, making y/n laugh.

He parked the car outside, getting out of the car first and running to y/n's side of the car, and opening her door.

"what a gentleman you are" she laughed, making him blush slightly while he shrugged

"I try my best for you" he said, closing the door behind her and locking his car.

They walked hand in hand inside the restaurant, the waiter welcoming them at the door.

"welcome Mr. Torres. Miss y/n. your table is right this way" he started leading them to their table.

The restaurant was empty, no one but the staff there. Their table seemed to be on the roof, giving them a perfect view of the city of Barcelona.

"wow...this view is gorgeous" y/n mumbled, walking to the edge of the roof, and looking down at the lights of the city

"it is" Ferran's voice said from behind. y/n turned to look at him, seeing him looking at her instead.

She smiled at him, while he motioned to her to come to the table, pulling her chair for her.

"thanks Fer" she said in a genuine tone, making him softly smile at her.

"anything for you precosia" he replied.

She leaned in, placing her elbows on the table and resting her face on her hands.

"so how did you recognize this abandoned restaurant?" she asked, making him chuckle.

"you never go out do you? this is one of the best restaurants in Barcelona" he said, making her confused

"why is there no one here?" she asked, making him laugh her at cluelessness

"you're so clueless aren't you? I booked the whole restaurant, so no one can disturb our first official date, and to make sure you're 100% comfortable" he said, making her mumble an 'oh'

"have I told you that you look absolutely breathtaking?" Ferran said, making her cover her face with her hands

"shut up." she mumbled, while he laughed at her

When she removed her hand away, she looked at him. He looked handsome too, with his full black outfit and the accessories. The chain and the bracelets. Especially that black ring.

"you look handsome too" she said in a low voice, making his cheeks turn red. He chuckled silently and looked away, making her giggle.

"the food will be here in 5 minutes. Do I need to get you any drinks?" the waiter said, standing with a smile on his face.

"just water please" Ferran smiled at the waiter, before he left.

"so...what do people talk about on first dates?" y/n asked, making Ferran chuckle

"we can skip the get to know each other cause I think we know each other enough don't we?" he said, a boyish grin on his face

"I think we do" y/n agreed

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y/n and Ferran had the best time together. They talked about a lot of stuff and even got to know each other more and more. They found out about their common interests and the hobbies they like to do and stuff like that

They finished eating the amazing food and were still sat on the table.

"wanna go for a walk down the beach?" Ferran suggested, when the conversation was slowly dying down.

"oh I'd love that" y/n smiled, making Ferran smile too.

They walked down to the beach, which was only steps away from the restaurant they were in.

y/n leaned down to take her heels off in order to be able to walk on the sand comfortably.

Ferran took her heels from her hand and held them for her, while she thanked him silently, feeling her cheeks burn up at his small offering.

They walked in comfortable silence on the warm sand. Light barely there because of the moon. Their hands brushed against each other with every step they took, until Ferran grabbed her hand and intertwined their fingers.

y/n smiled at the small gesture, glad he can't see her blushing face.

"y/n?" Ferran said, while y/n hummed in response looking up at him

"do you see us together in the future?" he asked, making y/n question herself

She did. She definitely sees them together if they stayed like they are now, but she also saw an angry Pedri with them, so it was either their happiness or Pedri's.

"do you?" she asked back

"you dodged the question" he pointed out, making her chuckle.

"part of me does. and hopes we're together in the future. But then i remember Pedri" she mumbled the last part.

Ferran sighed and closed his eyes.

"do you always do that?" he asked, looking down at her, while they continued their walk

"do what?" she questioned

"put people's happiness above yours" he replied

She thought about it. She didn't like upsetting anyone, especially if that anyone is her twin brother. She always wanted him to be happy even if she wasn't.

y/n didn't answer, making Ferran aware of the truth.

"you should stop overthinking what Pedri would say or do. This is your life and your happiness. He doesn't have any business with it" Ferran said, making y/n let out a sigh

"it's not that easy" she mumbled. Ferran stopped walking, grabbing y/n's chin with his fingers to make her look at him.

"just do what makes you happy. not Pedri not anyone. only you" he said, rubbing her chin with his fingers

y/n didn't reply, only avoiding his eyes that were pursing through hers.

"do I not make you happy?" he asked, making y/n look at him immediately

"no no. of course you do. Fer there's nothing wrong with you it's just me. it's my problem" she said, reassuring him.

"then let's be together y/n. let's be official. And if you want us to be a secret we will. We have been seeing each other for 2 months now." he said, holding her face with both his hands.

y/n smiled, fighting the voice in her head that said not to do it, and nodded her head

"okay" she mumbled, making Ferran grin widely

"so will you let me be your boyfriend?" he said, the smile wider on his face

y/n nodded again, the smile on her face almost as wide as his

"yeah" she whispered.

Ferran ran his thumb across her cheekbones, feeling her soft skin beneath his fingertips. He leaned in slowly, and placed his lips on hers, kissing her with all the passion and affection he had for her.

The kiss was simply magical. Almost better than their first kiss. At this point y/n didn't care about Pedri, or anyone seeing them. She just wanted to enjoy their moment

[bitchlessdino]

hey nana, just had this thought. how do you think chan would react for seeing you braless? like hear me out. it's just one month since you're relationship and you're too busy to spend time together or be intimate with eachother. recently you've had long 2 weeks going out on many occasions, wearing all tight formal attires. and finally both of you had a leave, deciding to spend it with him. you're tired as hell and even wearing bra made you feel so suffocating, so you decided to remove it and wear nothing but tank top. how do you think he'd react?

(ignore this if i made it seem uncomfortable or anything. anyways have a great day, thank you)

(warning: suggestive, heavy making out, yearning, insinuates sex)

Chan likes you, like really likes you. That's why he tolerated all the time apart. After all this waiting time for you to come around, you've finally been able to define the relationship. It didn't take long for him to count the reasons why it took you so long in the first place.

The job forces you to be social, creating countless networking opportunities, many of which occur late at night during weekdays and weekends. Safe to say you haven't had a lot of time together, but for the first time in a while, you had a free weekend, and who better to spend it with than your boyfriend.

He smells just as good as you remember. His embrace was warm and welcoming like a warm cup of your favorite herbal tea and you can't help but inhale him the moment you arrive. "I missed you so much."

"I missed you too. This weekend was all I was looking forward to this week. I was starting to think I dreamt we got together a month ago."

You chuckle into his chest and pulled away briefly to admire his features, "Definitely not a dream. I'm all yours. I can't wait to spend all weekend with you. Speaking of which, I made us some popcorn and later we can maybe door dash some takeout? I am really sick of tiny little appetizers that would only really fill up an ant."

Chan's giggles were soft and light, a fluttering feeling in your stomach as his hand comes up to pet the top of your head. "All the food you want. Ready to let it all go with you."

You were relieved to hear that and press a kiss to the tip of his nose before guiding him to the couch and getting him comfortable before you break out the snacks. He put on a little comedy action for you both to watch, remembering how you said that was your favorite genre, and grins from ear to ear seeing you return with a tray full of movie theater style treats.

You scoot yourself close to him, lacing your hand through his, testing out the intimacy levels as the familiar 20th Century studio introduction sounds off on Television. Early on, you're already enjoying yourselves, laughing, making your own small inside jokes, and reenacting some of the lines already told on screen. It was nice and relaxed for once. at some point in the night, Chan decides to put his arm over your shoulders, pulling you in closer. You flush at the closer proximity but are reminded by the jabbing feeling of the underwire confining the flesh mounted on your chest and can't help but shrug him off. Chan festers up this guilty, thinking maybe he went too far. "D-did I make you uncomfortable? Sorry."

"Oh, no. It's just, this bra sucks. I was wearing it for errands earlier and should've taken it off. Give me a sec."

You scoot over to the side, giving yourself space. You part the buttons from your cardigan and you tug it right off, your shoulders and arms exposed. Chan gets faint blush realizing what you're about to do and before he could suggest giving you some privacy, you do that magical thing people with breasts do and slip it right from the tank top, revealing a cute nude patterned bra in your grasp he then can't help but notice your breasts naturally dropping from the power of gravity, your nipples plump and poking through the thin material and automatically, he crosses his legs, unable to meet your eyes.

"I'm just gonna put this away. I'll be right back. Keep watching the movie."

You leave him briefly to be alone in his thoughts, thinking how probably soft they would be in his hands or how warm they are pressed up against his face. He twitches in his sweatpants, clenching his legs tighter against each other. "Dead puppies, burning buildings, the Holocaust."

He mumbles to himself distasteful, horrific, and unpleasant things, begging and pleading for this boner to go away. He would have nothing more than to have a relaxed night after all the tiring work both of you have gone through these past few weeks but it had a mind of its own. He had no choice but to use to throw a pillow on his lap, seeing as you've already come back, still in only a tank top nonetheless. You take his arm and throw it back on your shoulders like nothing's happened, attention back on the movie, while Chan could think of anything but the movie.

You notice the tension in his body all too quickly, watching how hard he clutches that pillow or how he blatantly avoids contact with your chest. You grin to yourself, thinking your little act has caused him to malfunction. You draw lips closer to his ear, hearing him gulp the moment your breast brushed up against his arm, and whispered, "Something wrong?"

To which, he ferociously shakes his head, tight-lining his smile no less awkward than you expected him to. You then take your hand to cup the side of his face and press your lips to his, moving it gentle and slow. He eagerly reciprocates, kissing your lips with the vigor of a horny teenager but the hesitancy of a respectful partner, parting as soon he got a taste and returning to not overstepping invisible boundaries he's set for himself, leaving your kiss sweet but curt. You couldn't have it. You reconnect your lips as soon as possible and even run your fingers through his undone hair, unwilling to let go. Chan takes the hint soon enough and comes undone from your touch, hands falling to your hips and pulling you towards him.

Your body heats at the raw intensity Chan unleashes, crawling on top of his lap and bordering either of his sides with your knees, pushing your chest back against him and feeling his moans vibrate throughout your mouth. His hands roam through your body, tracing over your shape, drawing it out in his head, and in a second take away that control to cup your hands over his against your breasts, encouraging him to feel you, savor you, want even the most intimate part of you and how can he say no?

He fondles them gently in his hands, clenching and unclenching to grasp their weight and pillowy sensation, all for him to have them pool between his fingers, teasing your perky nipple between the crevices. You softly whimper, grinding against the constricted snake in his pants like your own personal toy, feeling him grow only bigger every passing second. Chan grunts in every break of the kiss, containing himself as humanly possible, before breaking your liplock and looking into your eyes, a look for approval. "Bedroom?"

"No," You smile shaking your head, "I want you to take me here, on the couch."

[queen--kenobi]

Kinktober Day #3: Orgasm Control

Pre-war!Cooper Howard x OFC (Marilyn Aikens)

Kinktober 2024 masterlist

Warnings: NSFT (orgasm denial and control, D/s dynamics, PiV, cowgirl, sub!Cooper)

When he agreed to let Marilyn take control, he hadn't expected this. 

Cooper throws his head back, breath coming in shallow pants. He whines, high pitch and wanting, when Marilyn drags her tongue along the column of his neck. She keeps the motion of her hand steady, pumping him almost leisurely. His thighs quake.

He's close, he's so close he cou-

A whine tears from his throat when Marilyn stops her movements.

“Oh, that was close.” Her condescending coo makes his eyes roll back into his head.

“ ‘s enough.” He tries to tell her, but the words come out a jumbled mess. Marilyn grins into his neck. 

“I don't think it is.” She nips at his ear. “You still seem a little too tense, darlin’.”

Cooper gets it, why that pet name drives women wild, when he hears it fall from her lips. Her accent is more low country than his, but it sends a tingle throughout his body all the same. He tries to lift his head up. It turns out to be a mistake; he can see her hand with her wicked red fingernails wrapped around his dick. He throbs. Marilyn giggles.

“Sweetheart, you...” She tightens her hold, hand moving just a bit faster. Cooper's head hits the bed again with a thump.

“Just relax.” She coos. “I know what you need. You've been doing good, being strong for everyone, trying to take care of everyone. Let me take care of you, yeah? Let me take care of my big strong cowboy.”

His eyes nearly roll back into his head. Marilyn shifts, pushing herself up on her free forearm. She looks down at him with a fond expression. His heart beats faster. The pure affection in her blue eyes is something he hasn't seen in a long time. 

“Once more, okay? Just hold for me once more, and then I'll reward you for being good for me.”

Cooper inhales. His brain wants to tell her he can't take it anymore, but the way he leaks more pre-cum at the thought says differently. Marilyn hums.

“Once more, and then I'll let you come inside me. Don't you want that? Feeling me squeeze around that big cock of yours?”

“Yes.” He manages to gasp out. Waves of pleasure crawl up the base of his spine. He's nothing but a raw nerve in her hands. Cooper's hands grasp at the sheets, needing a grounding point. Marilyn notices. Of course she does. He hears the sheets rustle.

He jolts like electricity has been sent through his entire being. Marilyn takes one of his hands and intertwines her fingers with his. When she brings their joined hands up and kisses the back of his hand, Cooper swears he's never felt anything more tender.

“ ‘m gonna-” He cuts himself off with a whine when she stops. Marilyn doesn't let go of his cock, instead electing to move her hand down and grasp him so he can't cum. He shakes hard, his entire body a live wire.

“Fuck.”

“Ohohoho, that was a little too close, wasn't it?”

Cooper can't even be bothered to think of a retort or anything. All he wants, all he needs, in that moment is to come. He tries to convey it with just his eyes. Marilyn presses a kiss to his forehead.

“I've got you.” She murmurs. 

Marilyn lets go of him. He watches as she finally throws her dress off to the side. She wasn't wearing anything underneath, and he outright moans at the sight. His sight naturally gravitates to her upper left thigh, a tattoo of a cowboy on it. She told him once she only developed a thing for cowboys after seeing his movies, and the tattoo on her thigh only serves to remind him of that. 

She throws her right leg over him. He hisses when she takes him in hand. As Marilyn guides him between her folds, they both look and watch. This time, Marilyn whimpers. She sinks slowly down onto him, eyes rolling back a little as she does so. Normally, Cooper would wait, give her a minute to adjust, but he's so wound up he can't help the short thrust upward. 

Marilyn outright moans. She looks down at him, the ornate ceiling light behind her giving her an almost ethereal quality. He expects her to scold him but instead, she smiles. She reaches one hand down and places it on his face.

“You've been so good for me.” She murmurs. The praise shoots through him like liquid fire. “I just have one more thing to ask of you.”

She could ask him to fetch her the damn moon, and he would. Cooper nods.

“I want you to wait until I'm ready, okay? I wanna do it together.”

If he didn't already feel perilously close to the edge, he does now. He has to focus on his breath to try and calm himself. Marilyn plants her feet and begins to slowly move. Cooper's hands fist into the sheets. She notices, of course she does. Marilyn reaches down and grabs one of his hands and guides it to her hips. Now he's given permission, his other hand finds the other side of her hips.

It's not long before she picks up speed. He matches her, moving with her. He plants his own feet onto the bed to give him more power. The smell of sex permeates the air. A drop of sweat rolls down her neck and between her breasts, and Cooper sits up to chase it with his tongue. Marilyn moans.

He can feel her shake in his hold. Watching him must have done more for her than she wants to admit. Cooper falls back, and Marilyn follows him, digging her nails into his skin. 

“Okay.” She gasps for air. “Okay, now. Come for me.”

The simple commands triggers his orgasm almost instantly. He bows with the force of it, vaguely aware of Marilyn moving more. She clenches hard around him, and he swears he sees stars.

Maybe he actually did. 

Cooper feels a cold wash cloth on his face. He opens one eye. The room is dark now, save for a single light casting a soft glow.

“Hey there, cowboy.” Marilyn's drawl draws his attention over to her. She hands him a glass, which he wordlessly accepts. She runs one hand along his bicep as he does so. “That must have been intense, you blacked out for a bit.”

Cooper blinks. Despite himself, he feels an almost nervous blush creep onto his face. 

“I did?” 

Marilyn nods. A smug grin creeps onto her face.

“You did.” She presses a kiss onto his cheek. “If you don't believe me, we should do it again. For proof.”

Cooper lets out a low laugh. 

“Darlin’, I'm already sold.”

[tickling-giggles]

Can you do a lee!Mr compress with a ler!toga and twice?

Good vibes only

Summary: toga and twice invite Compress to play super smash bros with them, but everyone in the LOV knows that you should and will be in a good mood around toga. One way or another it’s good vibes only around toga, plus twice also wants his friends to be happy (I adore twice he so sweet 🤭)

A/N: YOU GUYS IM FINALLY OUT OF SCHOOLLLLLLL until August 10🥲…. BUT I HAVE SOOOOOI MUCH FREE TIME ON MY HANDS UNTIL THEN SO YK WHAT THAT MEANSSSSSSS MORE FICS/HCS WILL GET PUBLISHEDDDDD

Also the bold bits in twices line are you know his “other half” speaking.

Lee: Compress

Ler: Toga and Twice

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Compress had uh…well… not so good day. Actually it maybe one of the shittiest days of his life. He’s had numerous unlucky bad days but none of the compare to today. It just started awful from when he burnt it breakfast and everything after that was just terrible. All he wanted to do now was just relax to take his mind off of all of the horrible stuff that occurred.

“Aww thats so rude I was just about to be 1st, I’m the winner” Twice whined. “That’s the same person who hit me with a squid” Toga agreed complaining aswell.

“Oh hey press what’s wrong? Did something happen? Let me beat them to a pulp”Twice greeted him questioning him as he cracked his knuckles. “Yeah press what’s wrong?” Toga turned around seeing how upset he looked.

“It was not a…good day is all” compress sighed trying not to think of it. “Do you wanna play Mario kart with us?” Toga asked as she picked up an extra controller handing it to him. “You’ll probably feel better, I’m getting 1st place again” Twice chimed in. “Y-yeah thanks you two” Compress half-heartily smiled grabbing the controller.

“I call dibs on princess peach” Toga smiled claiming her character. “I call dibs on Waluigi” Twice followed up also claiming his character. “Hmmmmmm I’ll take Kamek” He also claimed his character. “Which one should we play on?” Toga asked. “How about 150cc” compress suggested, plus that was his go to anyways. “Sure you guys are gonna lose anyways, I’ll kick both of your asses blindfolded” twice teased.

“Didn’t you lose last time according to my memory?” Toga smirked. “Um NO I was in 1st place and you know it!” twice folded his arms, looking away from her. Compress couldn’t help but chuckle at there antics.

Just as the race started, compress was in 1st with toga in 3rd and twice in 9th. “Woah press didn’t know you were good at Mario Kart”

“Well I have been playing with shiggy”compress half heartedly giggled. “What shiggy plays games other than animal crossing?!” Toga laughed. “Yeah I know I was surprised when we asked me to play Mario kart” Compress scoffed.

“I WAS SOOO close” twice whined. “ 2nd is the best aka me how’d you get in 8th place ” toga giggled. “You really are good press” toga smiled before she quickly stopped interrogating him “compress? is that a frown?”

“No nope it’s and upside down smile” he lied badly. But was toga or twice gonna point it out? Nope she has an plan in mind. “D-do you wanna play another round we can play 200cc this time” compress stuttered as he insisted another round not wanting toga nor twice to be upset.

“Hmm fine 1 more round” she squinted her eyes at him. When compress looked away sighing in relief he hadn’t payed attention to the code she’d given twice. (Yes they got this little code thing that only the two of them can understand😭😭).

Once again compress taking the lead in first place with Toga in 2nd and Twice in 3rd they were all neck and neck before he felt a jab to the side.

“Hn!!” Compress yelped, jerking away from the ticklish touch. He looked a twice to see him with both of his hands occupied by his controller. He just ignored it and glued his eyes back into the screen.

I got a banana pEEL” Compress squeaked, clenching his controller he looked over at toga who totally didn’t pinch his hip. Once again compress suspected nothing yet before looking right back at the screen.

This trend kept on happening. Were twice and toga take turns poking compress in the side, swiping a finger across his foot, or a light scratch on the back of his neck. All until “guhuys knock it ohoff this is chehEating” He giggled.

“What are you talking about and why are you so giggly” toga smirked full aware of the situation. “I wonder what’s so funny, He’s giggling his life away” Twice added on.

Both Twice and Toga looked at eachother as they clawed Compress sides. Compress immediately clamped his arms down to his side trying to escape the tickly grip “guhuhuys nohohot funnehehehe”. “Nobody’s laughing but you press— Duhhhh” Twice teased.

“Stohohohohop ihihihit”

“Stop what” toga asked.

“Tihihickling mhehehehe”Compress answered not realizing that he just fell into a trap by saying that. Twice then pins his arms above his head “You got it dude!! tickles coming your way”Twice teased as he used one hand to hold his wrists in place, while he raked his fingers down his armpits.

“Nononohoho thahahat’s not whahahat I meAAAHAHANT AHAHA” Press shrieked as he squirmed around trying to escape.

“Stop squirming Press im trying to make sure you have all of you’re ribs” Toga rolled her eyes. “Now I have to start over 1….2….3…” each rib she counted, she used her nail to lightly scratch between it.

“TOHOHOOHGAHAHAHA IT TICKLEHEHEHEHEES”

“I mean I hope it does after all you did ask for tickles” she reminded. “Press you made me lose track again hmmmm let’s see how many did I count” she acted clueless as she rapidly pinched his sides and hips.

“THAHAHAHTS SO BAHAHAHAD HAAHAHAHAHA” he thrashed around.

“Oh it is what about here?” Twice smirked, as he was near his feet. Compress hadn’t noticed that twice had use his quirk one was keeping him pin down while he was near his feet.

“Waitwaitwahahahait twice twice buddy cohome on let’s tahahalk about thihis” press lifted up his head as much as he could so he could look at twice and try to reason with him.

“Sorry man you broke toga’s rule” twice shrugged his shoulders. “Whahahat rule?” “Her ‘good vibes only’ rule— you’re obviously sad we’re not blind” he explained.

“Ihi’m nohot sad though” press giggled, becoming more and more giggly as he started to anticipate the tickles, since he could barely lift up his head.

“Too late dude—much love” Twice smiled as he scribbled up and down the soles of his feet.

“TWIHIHICE NAHAHAHAHA”

“Hey I’m here too y’know” she playfully pouted as she squeezed his thighs rapidly.

“NOHOHO TOGAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA”

“Will you stop being sad and tell us what’s wrong?” Toga asked.

“OHOHOHOHKAHAAHAY OHOHOKAHAHAY I WON’T BE SAD ANEHEHEHEHEMORE AAHHAHA IHIHLL TELL YOUAHAHAHAHA”

“You promise?” They both asked.

“YES YEHEHEHEES I PROMISE AHAHHAHAA”

“Good” Toga sighed in relief.

“Well what happened why’d you come in looking so gloomy?” Twice asked. “Ihi just had a shitty dahay from start to finishehe from when I burnt my breakfast, all the way to when I came back here, it just messed with my emotions and of course got to me. I was just ready to come back and relax but after that torture you two goofs out me through I feel a lot better” he smiled.

“We didn’t take it too far did we?” Twice asked also. “Of course not it’s was just playful banter” press giggled.

“I’m glad you told us, also we don’t ever want to cross and boundaries we just really care about you and don’t like seeing you so sad and gloomy” Toga spoke her mind and twice of course.

“If anything ever makes you sad again promise to tell us” Twice looked at him in his eyes. “Ihi promise” press couldn’t help but giggle. “You guys are so sappy” Dabi rolled his eyes as he sat on the couch.

“Looks like some one else need to be tickle tooooo” twice sang as he wiggled his fingers at Dabi. “I swear on Endeavor if you tickle me you’ll have a 6th degree burn” Dabi playfully threatened. “6th degree? That’s not even a thing!!” Toga looked at him lost.

“Exactly that’s how severe it is” Dabi smirked.

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AAAAAAAH I hope you all like it it wasn’t intended to get all mushy like that at the end but idk what came over me but yeah 😭😭

[twst-beam]

Hi there! I've reading your twst content for a bit now and I was wonder if you could do some Jade, Vil, and Cater x gn!reader (separate) birthday comfort since I got recently told by my parents that I'm not allowed to celebrate my birthday.

Feel free to work your magic ^^

hi anon! thank you for reading! I'm so sorry about that, i hope this'll make you feel better 🥺

Special

??? words, in which your s/o comforts you on your birthday, fluffy because it's a special day! >:D

Cater Diamond

"No birthday celebration?? That's, like, the WORST. No cake, no presents, no party, no anything? Babe, no. We are going to make you feel special, birthday or no!"

Cater takes you in his arms and puts his phone down a bit for once, listening intently and typing down notes as you talk about what you would have wanted to do had you been allowed to celebrate, and nodding with finality when you finished.

"You sit tight there, baby, cay-cay's gonna take care of everything~☆"

With that, he kisses your cheek before getting off the bed the two of you were sitting on, heading out the door and humming a tune as he went who-knows-where.

When he comes back, everything you've asked for is in his arms, and those that he can't get or find he'll make sure to make up for with entertaining videos and sweet words.

He nuzzles into the crook of your neck, or you nuzzle into his, and he, with so much affection, utters a wish:

"Happy birthday, babe."

Jade Leech

"That is.. most unfortunate.. birthdays are special, at least, that's what everyone agrees on, why should you be different?"

Whether you request cuddles or adventuring, you've got Jade at your beck and call; he shows it, doting on your every need and showering you with affection with a gentle smile and comforting words.

And maybe you don't need to tell him at all; Jade could have planned the entire day precisely to your liking if you told him to, letting you just relax and feel appreciated.

A simple "what else, my pearl?" whenever an activity is done, to see how you liked it and what you would want, going as far as using his connections to get even the hardest to reach things that you covet.

He presses his lips to the back of your hand at the end of the day, and in a way it feels.. intimate, how much he loves you; how much you mean to him; how special you are.

Vil Schoenheit

"Not celebrate your birthday? Sweet potato, that's simply nonsense. Come, tell me what you want."

For Vil, nothing is too much, nothing too outlandish for his sweetest potato, and whatever you want, he'll give to the best of his abilities.

He takes your hand, cupping your face as he looks at you. Your birthday was a reminder that you're here, that you've graced the world with your presence, and by the Sevens he was going to show it.

All contracts, deals, and scedules are put on hold on your day, nothing was to get in between the two of you and your pampering.

No paparazzi, no noise, no parents telling you you're not allowed to celebrate your birthday, just you and him, doing whatever your heart desires.

[ballblender]

Hey hey. Im here to put in my rq, can I get a Kise and aomine from Knb(if you don't write for two character, Kise will be fine) with a femreader who is like Nagi from blue lock. Like they are pretty good at a certain sports(you can choose any sports) and is very lazy to do things. I hope it's not too long :D. Feel free to decline, tq and have a nice day.

THIS HAS BEEN IN MY DRAFTS FOREVER LMAO

i assume that they're dating, but if you meant platonic, just send me another ask! (i also haven't watched blue lock in a while so my Nagi personality is mostly based off of what i remember from his first few appearances) (she acts more like murasakibara oops)

Kise and Aomine with a Sporty!Lazy!Fem!Reader

CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR SEASON 2

content: just fluff, use of 'babe' (aomine), tennis (kise), volleyball (aomine) both of them haul your lazy ass, use of Y/N

Kise Ryōta

It always surprises Kise whenever he sees you on the tennis court. You're always laser-focused, especially on days where you face difficult opponents. However, your stoicism and general demeanour always comes through.

"Come on Y/N-cchi! Don't you have an important match today?"

"Mmmmggghh..."

He sighs. This isn't the first time. He knows full well that you know that you can't miss this match, even if your opponent's school is rated one of the worst in the region.

"...I don't even have to play...I already know I'm gonna win..."

Kise knows you're right. In fact, every time you're about to play, he gathers DVD's of your opponent, so you can study the both of them together while cuddling.

He decides it's enough. Lord knows that your coach is already tolerating you the best she can, and every day, Kise fears for your position in the club.

Kise yanks off the covers, and faces a nice surprise. Not that kind of surprise.

"You're already in uniform?"

"Mmmphh...I was late training last night..."

He smiles warmly, feeling less urgency, and scoops you into his arms.

Kidding, he flips you over and hangs you over his shoulder, while crouching down to zip up the racket bag you left on the floor, and takes it with him.

He swears that he can feel your body relax, as if you're about to sleep again, flipped on his shoulder.

"Hey, hey! You can't just fall asleep! Your muscles are gonna be tired!"

"Fine..."

Don't worry though, he still carried you all the way to the match.

Aomine Daiki

The two of you would often rest on the roof together. sleeping your troubles away. Honestly, you were one in the same. That is, until Aomine's loss at the Winter Cup.

"Babe, get up, you got practice today right?"

You grumble in turn.

Suddenly, you feel yourself being hoisted up, and thrown over is shoulders.

"Daiki...i'm tired..."

"You won't be tired when you start moving your feet around."

He carries you all the way down to the volleyball courts, letting you slip off of his shoulders and into his arms, carrying you bridal style.

"Y/N. We're here."

He sets you down on the floor, before you promptly spin and bury your face into his chest, digging your nails into his shirt.

He notes how you look like a needy cat.

"Y/N!! Finally you're here!!"

"...Captain..."

Your captain walks over, and you fall into her arms as she laughs, hauling you over to the rest of the team for practice.

You found your groove quickly, sprinting across the court as if you hadn't been acting like a sloth a few minutes prior.

Aomine knew he hated losing; he also knew you hated it all the same.

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this ask is probably 2 months old lmfao im sorry and i still have a kumatani one i'm halfway through but im writing again

[queer-cosette]

Tell us about your night out :D

hello! Okay so I showed Ocea (coolest guy I know) this bar up at the top end of the city centre and we were chilling and drinking (I started off with vodka cranberry and he had a beer then we started buying bottled cocktails) and we're having a cool time, chilling and chatting shit, and I buy a vape from the bouncer (which is way less sketchy than it sounds, they have them in the bathroom for people who might have forgot theirs or run out) and we're passing it between us, having a great fucking time, and then this gay guy sitting on a barstool by himself asks if he can sit with us because his friends ditched him to get food and he feels awkward sitting alone. And because we're chill, y'know, we're like hell yeah brother sit down let's fucking chat. And he's so grateful to us for not making him sit alone and being nice and talking to him that he buys us cherry sourz shots, and like it's nothing any decent person wouldn't have done but we're not gonna say no to free shots y'know?

And then his friends finally show up and they sit with us too and it's getting a little louder in here, but while they're doing the whole incredibly homosexual equivalent of that straight guy thing where they don't actually hug, me and Ocea are chatting again and I have a water because I want to enjoy my night, not forget it. And then we notice this other person (we found out they were nonbinary later) sitting by themself and looking at our table kinda wistfully, and then they come over and offer us another unopened vape because they don't vape but somehow acquired it, and it's still in the packet with the seal on so we go sure thanks man! And Ocea opens it then tries not to gag because it's a stupidly sugary flavour, but also this person gave it to us for free so we're not gonna turn it down or make them sit by themself. And we thought they were just really autistic because they were super shy and kinda mumbling BUT it turns out this person has just done a FUCKLOAD of cocaine. They offer us some. We politely refuse.

I'm having my ear talked off by the First Gay Guy and meanwhile nonbinary cocaine person attempts to ascertain through Ocea if I'm single and willing to make out (I am not). We're both getting kinda overwhelmed so we tell the table we're gonna go outside and cool down, which we do, but when we come back in we sit down at a free booth at the front of the bar and relax. We get two more drinks each because it's getting close to closing but realise we're not gonna finish all of them in time. So then I have an idea: Ocea's drinks are both still in bottles, so if he closes the open one and we share my last drink, we can shove the bottles in his coat and take them home. We head out just before the bouncers start chasing people out, and share his headphones so we can listen to music while we walk to the Four Corners (cheaper to get a taxi from there).

There aren't a whole lot of people out and this area is entirely shops (no flats) so we wind up singing along, and Ocea lets me live my dream of singing Out Tonight on a street in town. We're having a great time and don't really want to go home yet so we wind up sitting on a bench screaming House of Wolves together along with various other MCR, Avril Lavigne, and Chappell Roan songs. Eventually (at like 4am) we start getting hungry, so we get crisps and water and dairylea dunkers from the only shop still open, then get a taxi home. I pass out around 6am (I had my snackies first), get three hours sleep, then proceed to experience the worst parts of a hangover. I eventually manage to sleep for five more hours, and I woke up like an hour ago craving grissini and cream cheese. Great fucking night.

[nerdysleepybunny]

Hi my sleepies! I’ve been dead for a bit so I’ve decided to feed you all a lil crumb. I thought of this whilst in the shower! This’ll be my first time writing for Eret, our beautiful underrated queen. They need some more love, so I’m here to deliver. Enjoy sleepyheads!

🩷☁️N E R D Y S L E E P Y B U N N Y☁️🩷

Fandom: DreamSMP

Character(s): Eret (romantic)

Reader: Gender neutral (you/your)

TW: N/A

Style: Short paragraphs

Summary: You’re helping Eret tidy around the castle, and subconsciously sing a little song. The queen is surprised by the lyrics. <3

“Thanks for helping me, Y/N.” Eret said as he walked up to you. You were dusting the windows, Eret helping get the spots you couldn’t reach. Your lover told you he was planning to clean up the place a little, and you knew it’d be a lot of work due to how big the place was, so you decided to surprise her by helping out! You showed up with some cleaning supplies, knowing you were welcome into the castle anytime, and the king of the SMP was more than grateful.

“Mhm!” You responded, too focused on cleaning. Eret took your duster from you, saying he could take over and suggested you organize chests instead. Your arms were getting tired from constantly having to extend then to reach the higher spots, so you gladly accepted your new task.

The silence was always comfortable with Eret. The two of you could sit and say nothing for hours without it becoming awkward. Just laying and relaxing in their embrace was more than comfortable, and you knew they felt the same. Though at this moment, you wanted something to fill the silence, and since you didn’t have a jukebox on you, you’d have to settle for the next best thing. Singing.

“I heard there was a special place, where men could go and emancipate, the brutality and the tyranny of their rulers…” The king froze. She’d heard this song many times before. They had to admit, it was a beautiful melody. She just didn’t enjoy the newer version of the song, specifically the part where her name was included. He hadn’t heard this song in ages. But he didn’t want to interrupt you, so she instead continued to clean and braced for what was coming up.

“Well this place is real, you needn’t fret! With Wilbur, Tommy, Tubbo, and Eret! It’s a very big and not blown up L’manberg!” This time, Eret turned and looked at you. Had he heard that correctly? She watched as you were crouched down, throwing some things onto the floor into multiple piles, before putting those piles into their own chests. You felt eyes on you, and had to hide your smile. You didn’t know why this one was the first song that came to mind, but you decided to sing it anyway. Although you decided to switch up the lyrics to see how your royal partner would react.

“My L’Manberg, my L’manberg, my L’manberg, my L’manberg…” You finished, finally finishing up with your chore. You heard the sound of Eret’s boots hitting the wooden floors approaching you, before feeling arms wrap around your waist and your queen nuzzling her face into your neck. You smiled and moved your hand up to play with some of his hair.

“Y/N…”

“Hm?”

“Thank you for including me, darling.” You felt him press a kiss to your neck, trailing up to your cheek. You giggled and shifted to place a peck on his lips.

“Anything for you, my queen.” You replied, wrapping your arms around their neck and pulling them close to you. Maybe the cleaning could wait for another day. <33

🩷☁️N E R D Y S L E E P Y B U N N Y☁️🩷

It always makes me sad when I hear the newer version of the L'manburg anthem were they say "fuck Eret" sooo I wanted to give our monarch some love! :D

Honestly, I’m not too sure how I feel about the DreamSMP ending. I’m kind of glad it ended, and I see why they did it, as it wouldn’t have been the same without Techno. But at the same time, I’m gonna miss everything. But like Tubbo said, everything must come to an end eventually. I’ll continue to write for the fandom, so feel free to go all out with DSMP asks once requests are opened again. I want to help keep this fandom alive. Just remember that things will get better, and you can take as much time as you need to heal. The news hit us all hard, you’re allowed to mourn in any way you see fit for as long as you want to. Take care of yourself, for him, for them, and for me. I love you all. Take care. 💗

[jinkicake]

Heard this rly cute catboy asmr and now I’m stuck on catboy kazuha😒just a pretty boy who’s so polite and patient despite the cat that he’s hiding dead birds under the porch and will disappear for 12 hours and show up with dinner and no explanation as to where he was. He’s independent and likes to touch stuff so he will make a big ass pillow fort in the middle of the living room, like he made blueprints and got boxes and chairs. thinking about living so peaceful w your relaxing catboy until he goes into heat and he’s a demon😞 like imagine he’s like “uwu can I breed you🥺” and you say yes bc Duh he looks so cute all teary eyes and begging like that, you can’t help but want to tease him😌 calling him pretty as asking if he’s your good boy but he’s slowly loosing the grip he had on his sanity. Like he probably feels bad about asking so he wants to let you take the lead but you’re taking so long just grinding up against him and kissing his neck he has no choice😞 so he mutters out a quick “excuse me, but I can’t take it anymore” and pins you down to slip inside. Now hear me out,,, that summer event where he got drunk and was moaning out “more please” has me absolutely convinced he’s in top ten prettiest moaners in teyvat!! When he’s finally inside his voice gets all serious and gravely and he lets out the prettiest moan ever like he has to ik he does!! He’s pounding into you like he’s trying to knock you up first try💀 and just telling you that you’re such a good master being so obedient for him, and telling you how he’s gunna fill you up and keep going until his body can’t anymore. And honestly rip bc it would happen in like a split second like one minute he’s being so behaved and sitting still the next moment he has your face shoved in the pillows asking if he’s allowed to cum inside bc he’s been so good☺️ sgshsh feel like he would know his heat is coming in a few days and not say a word, like this was definitely calculated💀 he made sure to steal a few hoodies and sweaters to put in his pillow fort and have the ac turned on but alas you caught him red handed😔 mc would sleep like a baby and wake up completely energized while you’re fighting for your like to open your eyelids 😭😭😭 he’s a menace in every genre!!

... CATBOY?! STOP- I'm going to give you the benefit of the doubt and imagine it's like cute satan cat boy-

I feel like catboy kazuha would be independent and leave you for weeks on end and then come back and be sooooo clingy.... like you might suffocate because of his cuddling lmao

he's sick in heat T T IT IS ALL A FRONT. I know his cutesy act only lasts so long before his restraint snaps and he's pounding into you with the only thing on his mind being to b r e e d loooooll

i still remember the summer event and remember watching that cutscene over and over again just to hear him (i didnt even finish the event bc i was so lazy T T) HIS VOICE ACTOR IS LITERALLY MAHITO AND HARUUUU FROM FREE LIKEEEE OFC HES GONNA HAVE SOME OF THE PRETTIEST MOANS IN THE GAME AHHHHHHHHH (not mentioned - runner ups- : kaeya and diluc and miss lisa)

i like the passion from kazuha like yes.... kiss and fuck like im going to be k!lled by miss shogun the next day- and the way he can switch up on you is INSANE. i like the duality like i enjoy that in a character.... it's boring sometimes when they're strictly dominant like why not be both!! kazuha gets it!!

i enjoy kazuha in every genre.... that much is now clear to me!!! i need to get him onhis next rerun like i need him soooo bad you dont understand T T but miss shenhe is end of 3.5 and i need her BAD so idk how im going to pull both since i heard that kazuha is 3.6 but it will happen it will happen!!!