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a in anniversary is for apple pie! | cl16 smau

PAIRING: charles leclerc x wife!reader SUMMARY: charles and y/n return from their wedding anniversary dinner to find their daughter still awake and adamant about wanting the apple pie she was promised tonight! A/N: tysm for 500 followers🥹 pls accept this entirely sweet & happy fic as a token of my appreciation🫶

creds to @classiclitfreak for proofreading <3

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charles_leclerc Happy wedding anniversary to my beautiful wife, Y/N. You hold my heart in the palm of your hands, but I couldn't imagine it safer anywhere else. I'm excited for more, mon cœur 🙏❤️

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Fumbling, you struggle to insert the key into the lock, a task made unexpectedly difficult by your husband's impatience. His gentle kisses land on the nape of your neck, his soft whispers proving to be an unwelcome distraction. "Stop it! Can't you wait until we're inside?" you scold, attempting to maintain focus. But his arms remain securely wrapped around your waist, his affectionate gestures relentless. "Remember, we have to face the babysitter the moment we open the door."

"Mhm," Charles hums against your skin, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine and a suppressed smile to your lips. You curse silently at the six-inch heels you foolishly chose, your knees growing weaker with each passing second, the shoes only exacerbating the situation.

With a soft click, the door swings open, a rush of relief flooding through you as you silently thank your lucky stars. But before you can fully absorb the scene, the familiar sound of footsteps, accompanied by a beloved voice, reaches your ears.

"Maman!" Your daughter's enthusiastic embrace threatens to topple you as her tiny arms envelop your thighs. The warmth of Charles beside you momentarily dissipates as he steps back, a look of surprise crossing his features.

Running a hand through his beard, he gently tousles D/N's hair as he asks, "What are you doing up so late, love?"

Annie, your babysitter, interjects with a sheepish grin. "I'm sorry, I tried to get her to bed, but she insisted you guys were making apple pie tonight." She scratches the back of her neck, shrugging apologetically. "I did my best, but this little one is quite determined, as I've come to learn. Right, D/N?" Annie redirects her attention downward, addressing your daughter.

“You promised me apple pie, Maman!” D/N's insistent plea rings out, her small fingers grasping the fabric of your dress. “And I want it now! I want it now! I want it now!”

Kneeling down to her level, you gently place a finger to your lips. “Alright, D/N, I can hear you, but not so loud. Remember, at night-time, we use our inside voice, okay?” Tenderly, you intertwine your hands with hers, tracing comforting circles on the back of her hands.

D/N nods solemnly and whispers, “You promised me you’d make apple pie, and I want it now. Papa,” she turns her pleading gaze to Charles, releasing herself from your grasp and wrapping her arms around him. “I’ve been waiting all day for this, please, Papa.”

Motioning for you to handle the situation with Annie, Charles scoops D/N up, settling her on his hip before disappearing down the hallway and into the kitchen.

You straighten up, offering Annie an apologetic smile. “I’m so sorry about that,” you say, reaching into your bag and retrieving an envelope labelled ‘Annie’s pay’. With a gentle gesture, you extend your arm, offering it to her. “This covers today, plus a tip, of course.”

Annie shakes her head, pushing the envelope back towards you. “I can’t accept this. I mean, I failed at getting her to sleep.”

“What?” You try to keep your voice steady, but frustration seeps through. “No, absolutely not.” Determinedly, you grasp her hand, pressing the envelope into her palm before folding it closed. “This is your money; you showed up today and did amazing, as usual. I promised D/N something, so that’s on me, really.”

She tilts her head, her brows furrowing slightly. “Are you sure, Mrs. Leclerc?”

You let out a hum. “How many times do I have to tell you? It’s just Y/N. None of that Mrs. stuff in this house, please,” you chuckle, “you're making me feel old.”

“Right, sorry, Y/N,” Annie quickly corrects herself.

Satisfied, you nod. “We’re getting there… But yes, I am absolutely sure. You deserve every single cent. Seriously,” you emphasise, “you’re a huge help to my family.”

"Alright, thank you, Y/N," Annie retrieves her bag from the hook on the wall and opens the door. "Have a good night."

"You too, Annie. Thanks again."

With a sudden slam, the door startles you for a moment before you release a long breath. You kick off your heels, relieved to be free of the "death traps" as you call them. As your feet meet the cool marble floor, a wave of calm washes over you, releasing the tension from your shoulders. It's exactly what you needed. Feeling much better, you slip off your coat and hang it beside the door before making your way into the kitchen.

A short while later…

"Alright," you lean over the counter, your forearms resting on the cool top, a warmth spreading through your heart as you watch Charles holding D/N in his arms, gently swaying side to side as they dance.

"That's what your mum and I were doing after we finished eating," he whispers.

D/N's high-pitched giggles fill the room, her tiny hand gripping a couple of Charles' fingers. "I want to come next time," she says, turning her head towards you. "Please, please, can I come next time, Maman?"

"Yes," you smile, "of course. Next time, you'll join us for our little anniversary date, okay?"

"Yay!" your daughter raises her hands in excitement, her face beaming.

Recalling the original plan, you clap your hands together. "Alright, D/N, are you still sure you want apple pie tonight? Not tomorrow or the day af—?"

"No, no, no!" she interrupts. "I want apple pie now!"

"Okay, okay… Time to wash your hands then, honey."

D/N squirms in Charles' grip, and when he finally releases her, she races for the sink in the corner of the room, immediately flicking the tap on.

Charles chuckles at the sight before turning his attention to you, stepping closer. You straighten up from the counter just in time as his hands envelop you, trapping you between the counter and his body.

"Looks like our plans will have to wait until later, huh?" you whisper, your voice taking on a sultry tone as your fingers trail up his broad chest, halting on his black tie, starting to unravel it.

Charles leans down, his warm breath slipping into the gap between your parted lips, the sweet tinge of red wine coating your tongue. "Looks like it… But I can wait, mon cœur," his voice resonates breathily as he closes the remaining distance between your faces, his soft lips meeting yours, hungry yet gentle. The kiss is brief, barely lasting long enough for you to savour the moment, though he captures your bottom lip between his teeth, tugging at it slightly before releasing his hold and pulling away.

Remembering your husband’s earlier impatience when you were struggling to open the front door, you fold his tie and set it aside before raising a single brow, asking, “Oh, can you now?”

Charles nods with a sly smile, but before he can respond, D/N beats him to it, diverting your attention as she waltzes towards you.

“Hands are washed!” she exclaims, shaking her hands dry.

"Good job, darling." You slip from Charles’ embrace, grabbing the kitchen roll off the counter and passing it to D/N. "Here."

Once you and Charles have washed your hands, you begin assigning roles. "Baby," you address your husband, pointing, "You’ll chop up the apples, and D/N…" You tilt your head down at your daughter standing in the middle of the kitchen, her smile brimming with excitement. "Do you want to make the shortcrust pastry with me, honey?"

To your surprise, D/N shakes her head and rushes to Charles’ side, her cheek pressed against him. "I want to do what Papa is doing. I don’t want to work with you, Maman."

The admission elicits laughter from you and Charles, his chuckles resonating loudly through the room as D/N pulls open a few drawers and retrieves a butter knife and a chopping board before settling down at the dining table, her back turned to you.

As you turn around, you feel Charles’ strong arms enclose around your waist, his warm hands settling onto your stomach as he whispers into your ear, "You heard the little lady. Everything's just so much more fun with her dad, you know?"

“Shut the fuck up” you quip, jabbing him with your elbow.

“I heard that!”

D/N's words cause you to pivot, fixing your gaze on the back of her head. “I’m sorry, D/N, I shouldn’t have said that,” you concede, shooting a discreet glance at Charles. “It’s just that your father has a knack for being an annoying sh—” You cut yourself off before the insult fully forms, forcing a tight-lipped smile as Charles's laughter reverberates. “Let’s just say, he can be an annoying husband sometimes, you know?”

“No! Papa is never annoying, you’re wrong,” she counters, shooting you a reproachful look before redirecting her attention to Charles, waving. “Come on, Papa, I really want apple pie. Hurry up, I’ve already started!”

“Coming, my love,” Charles murmurs softly, turning back to you and lifting your chin with a gentle touch. He places a tender kiss on your lips, then rests his forehead against yours. “So, I’m an annoying husband, huh?”

You smile and give a nonchalant shrug. “I could've said worse, trust me.”

“Papa!” D/N's voice rings out.

Charles barely flinches at your daughter's outburst, only chuckling softly and shaking his head as he moves toward the dining table, grabbing a cutting board and a knife along the way.

“Guys, we only need about eight to ten apples!” you call out from across the kitchen.

Charles winks at you. “Perfect, we have nine.”

Without further delay, you gather the ingredients for a shortcrust pastry and begin to mix them together.

Some time later…

As you finish rolling out the second dough, D/N rushes over, balancing a large bowl of sliced apples in her arms, and exclaims, “Here, Maman! We finished!”

"Thank you so much, my love," you reply, guiding her to settle the bowl onto the counter before heading towards the oven to turn it on.

Charles lifts D/N onto the counter, and you reach into the cupboard to retrieve the cinnamon, salt, flour, and sugar, handing them to your daughter. With a few instructions, she sprinkles the ingredients into the bowl of apples and begins stirring eagerly.

As D/N continues, you feel Charles' arms wrap around you, and he mischievously pinches the side of your waist, prompting you to shriek and swat his hand away, shooting him a playful glare. "Stop that!"

Once everything's mixed together, D/N eagerly assists you in assembling the pie while Charles holds open the oven door for you to slide it in.

"Perfect," you exclaim, clapping your hands together. "We did really well."

D/N squeals with excitement, jumping up and down before extending her hand towards you, palm facing up. "High-five, Maman!"

You promptly oblige, meeting her hand with yours before she moves on to Charles.

Two hours later…

"Two scoops of vanilla ice cream on your slice?" you inquire, arching an eyebrow at your daughter, who struggles to keep her head up, her eyes fluttering closed momentarily before snapping back open.

"Huh?" she mumbles, rubbing her eyes. "Yes, I'm starving, Maman."

You share a knowing glance with Charles, his dimples appearing as he smiles.

With a nod of understanding, you heap two scoops of ice cream onto her slice of golden apple pie, pushing the plate towards D/N.

Both you and Charles observe quietly as she struggles to eat even a single forkful before conceding defeat with a sigh.

Looking up from her plate, D/N's eyes flit between you and Charles, a sheepish smile playing on her lips. "Actually... I'm not hungry anymore." Before you can respond, she hops up from her seat, declaring, "I'm tired. I’m going to bed now."

She gives Charles a goodnight hug, then comes to you, avoiding eye contact as she quickly embraces you. "Good night, Maman."

In the blink of an eye, she vanishes from the kitchen, her footsteps on the marble floor echoing faintly as she races down the corridor, until they're drowned out by the resounding slam of her bedroom door.

You and Charles share a glance, both of you unable to contain your laughter.

After the laughter subsides, you stand up, holding D/N’s plate, and remark, “I’ll pop this in the freezer.”

As you finish storing everything away, Charles rinses the final plate and settles it onto the drying rack. Patting his hands on a paper towel, he fixes you with a tender gaze.

Though you know it's irrational, a wave of insecurity washes over you, making you acutely aware of all your perceived flaws.

"I love you. Happy wedding anniversary to us, mon cœur," Charles' sweet words halt your anxious thoughts as he closes the distance between you, burying his face into the crook of your neck.

Your breath catches as his tongue traces patterns across your collarbone, his teeth gently nibbling at your flesh.

It takes considerable effort to suppress a moan, but you manage to respond, "I love you, baby. Here's to at least eighty more."

You feel Charles' smile against your skin before he raises his head, eliciting a whimper as the cool air grazes your now raw neck. Before the sound can fully escape, Charles silences it by pressing his lips firmly against yours. The tension that had built up earlier floods over you like a tsunami, his hands exploring your body as your tongues dance, vying for dominance, until he breaks away abruptly.

Both of you are left breathless.

Once he catches his breath, Charles extends his hand to you, which you grasp eagerly—you need all the support you can get to avoid collapsing onto the floor; your legs feel like jelly.

Noticing your predicament, Charles' lips curl into a proud smile, prompting an eye roll from you as he effortlessly scoops you into his arms, bridal style, and plants a tender kiss on your cheek.

"I think we should continue this in the bedroom, mon cœur," he whispers, carrying you down the hallway, anticipation making your teeth capture your bottom lip.

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★ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᶜʰᵉᵐⁱˢᵗʳʸ -tetsurō kuroo 🐈‍⬛🧪🧸

Chemistry partner kuroo! X Fem! reader 🩷

warning/tags- female body parts mentioned, obsessive/Pervy Kuroo, obsessive/awkward reader, size difference, breeding, pantie stealing, (reader a little dumb but whatever 🙏)

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Tetsurō kuroo, the captain of Nekomas boy volleyball team. The 6’2 athlete that had all the girls swooning for him and had boys envy him was sitting right next to you in the library…

“So…should I go over to your house or do you want to come over to my house..?” I ask him while averting my eye contact with him, not wanting to make this situation more awkward then it already is since my face is tomato due to our closeness- if you can even call it that.

“Oh I don’t really care, whatever makes it more convenient for you” kuroo giggled as he noticed you were purposely avoiding eye contact with him.

‘God it’s that stupid giggle he has’ i think to myself- kuroo had this cute charming laugh that could make the coldest person blush. And I hated it! It wasn’t fair that I subconsciously blush and giggles to myself every time I hear his laughs… The truth is that I hated every person who also blushed at his giggle or obnoxiously laugh at his mediocre jokes, I hated everyone who was trying to grab his attention away from me.. “I guess this stupid crush never really went away”… I thought to myself before I was slapped back into reality

“Y/N..Y/N you okay..? Hello…?” Kuroo waved his hands in front of my face to grab my attention and to suck me out of my Lalaland “you alright there? Thought you were frozen or something” he let out another chuckle before tapping my hand. “Oh sorry.. yeah I’m fine! I’m just really sleepy that’s all” I said in a low tone, embarrassed that I zoned out and didn’t realize that he was talking to me

“Well we have an hour of school left, we should get a head start and begin the project.” Kuroo said as he reached over to get his backpack, pulling out the chemistry textbook and his laptop. I let out a simple ‘yeah’ and did the same as him

We looked through the project together and we decided to split the questions in half. Kuroo zoomed through his first couple questions with ease. It took you a moment to get the first couple answers down since chemistry wasn’t really my strong suit. At this point I got around 3-4 questions down as kuroo got about 10-15 done already. I looked over at his paper and It’s already half finished- “do you need some help?” Kuroo caught me looking at his paper for too long and kindly asked if I needed any help “-oh no I’m okay.. thanks though” ‘Fuck, why did I reject his help? I actually need it..’ I thought to myself, clearly I don’t think before I speak. I curse at my stupidity as I pretend to act like I know what I’m doing. “You sure? You’ve been stuck on that question for a while now. I can totally help you if you need it!” Kuroo smirked while he asked -almost like he was trying to taunt me.

‘let me help you god damn it, the more I look at her the more she turns me on..fuck she so cute’ kuroo thought to himself, he’s getting more and more agitated at your persistence but also trying to lower his heartbeat since it feels like it was about to jump out of his chest “oh uh, yeah this problem is just really hard..haha uhm you could help me I guess so we can finish faster.” I don’t know why I laughed so awkwardly and how I easily stumbled my words all in one sentence but i some how did it. ‘he probably thinks I’m weird now..shit’

‘fucking finally, the faster we get this done the faster I can leave and … take care of this problem’ he thought as he looked down at his hard bulge

“Great! Uh here let me see the problem and we can figure it out together” kuroo took my paper and started analyzing the difficult question. It only took him a couple seconds before he stared explain the question and started guiding me through it “Explain what changes and what changes stays the same when 1.00 L of a solution of NaCl is diluted to 1.80 L” kuroo read out the question to me. I look at him blankly “uhh..” is all I said while looking at him with a confused expression. “Mhm well the number of moles always stays the same in the dilution… and..” ‘man..I don’t know the the other answer.’ i looked down at the paper again trying to find the second answer of the problem “Correct, I believe the second answer would be that the concentration and the volume change in dilution” kuroo then goes on rambling about why that’s the answer. I don’t pay attention on what he says instead I look at the way his eyes light up when he’s talking about chemistry. If he wasn’t a Volleyball player he would be such a nerd!

*DING*

That was the school bell. Everybody in the library starts cleaning up their area and starts heading out the door, leaving me and kuroo alone together “I think we should do the rest of the project at your house, I mean if you don’t mind” kuroo said while packing his bag “y-yeah sure” I replied while grabbing my chem book. Kuroo and I then walked out the library together. I never really realized how tall kuroo is- well standing next to me at least. “hold on I need to use the restroom really quick. Wait for me k? It be really quick” kuroo looked back at me while heading to the men’s restroom “okay” I replied back to him as I watched him head to the washroom

Kuroo made sure the restroom was empty before he started walking to the very last stall. “Shit-” kuroo let’s out a breathy moan as he tugged his pants, gripping his harden cock through his pants. He pulled the toilet seat done and sat as he unzipped his pants; rubbing his cock through his boxers ‘gotta make this quick’ he thought to himself as he slid down his black slacks and his matching black boxers. He spat on his hand, body shaking as he grabs his shaft. “Mhm fuck~” kuroo moaned while rubbing himself “god Y/N the shit you do to me” he said under his breathe “need you so bad baby” kuroo whispered. Imaging that you were here with him in this stall. He imagined breeding your sweet cunt, he wanted to taste you, feel you, make you his. Prior to this- Kuroo had multiple girlfriends before in the past, they were fine.. for the most part but none of them compared to you.. although you guys never really talked Kuroo oftenly found himself stalking through your social media account. Making sure that you were still single, still ready for him.

It’s been a couple minutes since kuroo went to the restroom. I started getting worried about him, he’s been in there for longer than 8 minutes, I wanted to knock on the door but I didn’t know if I should. I sat there for a couple minutes before I stood up and knocked the door. “Hello? Kuroo are you okay?”

Kuroo almost reaches his high until he hears your worried voice ‘Damn it’ he swore in his head “Sorry, I’ll be right out just washing my hands” Kuroo got up and angrily pulled up his pants. pent up and frustrated kuroo grabbed his bag and started walking towards the door to greet you.

“Hey sorry to keep you waiting for so long, I wasn’t feeling too good” you look at kuroo red and sweaty face as he explains “it’s okay! I was just worried” ‘she so cute’ kuroo thinks for a minute then imaging about bending you over and taking you right then and there, he doesn’t sadly since he has morels.

Kuroo drives as you navigate to your house. The car ride was painfully awkward, kuroo was still hard from earlier, and I was just sitting there not saying anything, I take a couple glimpses at him and his hands on the steering wheel, ‘he has such nice hands’ they’re big, a little veiny, and tan due to him playing outdoors quite a bit. I imagine what else he can do with his hands other than volleyball.. before my thoughts can start to wonder we arrived at my house.

We walked in together, greeting my parents and my siblings. “Let’s go to my room, it’s less noisy” as I lead him up to my bedroom. Kuroo could almost melt as he steps into your room, it’s filled with figures, posters of your favorite bands, T.V shows and some plushies here and there, he noticed one plushie that looked familiar, it was a plushie you posted with on your story a couple months back. You place your bag down on your floor, kuroo did the same- the both of you started to work on the project in silent. About 20 minutes in you decided to break the silence. “I’m gonna go grab some drinks, do you want anything?” I stood up about to walk to the door “yeah do you have a Dr. pepper? It’s fine if you don’t” I nod and step out the room to grab the drinks.

The moment you left the room kuroo stood up to go stretch. While he was stretching he roamed around your room, looking through your posters, figure and plushies. Until he noticed an open drawers. He didn’t want to be nosy but curiosity kills the cat- he opened it more to see a folded pile of all your bras and panties. Kuroo can feel himself getting hard again by the thought of you modeling these for him. He grabs a black pair of one of your lacey panties and shoves it in his pocket for later. He continues looking through your drawer picking more and more of your panties for later. kuroo was too busy looking through he didn’t even notice or hear your footsteps

“Hey kuroo sorry for the long wait-“ I was cut off when I felt like my heart dropped. I caught the tetsurō kuroo rummaging through my pantie drawer. I didn’t know if I should’ve felt turned on or creeped out.

“O-oh shit, Y/N I-I’m so sorry it’s really not what it looks like” I can clearly hear the fear in his voice as he stutters his words “please believe me i-its its-“

“Kuroo.. your going through my pantie drawers like some sick pervert. It’s exactly what it looks like” I say ‘who knew my crush is just as a weirdo as I am…’ I giggled as I watch him spiral, giving me his best excuse and explanation

“Look I’m really sorry I- I just think your so cute and pretty I h-honestly don’t know what I was thinking” kuroo walks closer to you trying to explain the situation. You stay still watching his tall frame walk towards you ‘kuroo called me pretty?’ Is all I thought about. Not even realizing that Kuroo is now standing in front of me, looking down into my eyes. “Kuroo.. you think I’m pretty?” I asked him, it caught him off guard but he replied with a simple “yes” as he awkwardly smiles while also having this weird expression on his face. My face heats up while looking up at him. My mind goes fuzzy.

The next thing I knew is that I was thrown onto my bed while kuroo was climbing on top of me, unbuttoning my dress shirt. “So pretty” kuroo mumbled, while throwing my shirt across my room. He leans in to kiss me, slowly migrating the kisses down to my neck and then to my collar bone, I let out a moan feeling his kisses all over my chest makes my whole body weak “kuroo~” I groan out feeling his hands fondle my chest then feeling him unclip my bra. I eagerly lift up his shirt and take it off him “so eager baby” “says you” kuroo laughs as he pulls down my skirt. He kisses me before he starts rubbing my pussy through my panties “already so wet for me darlin?” I groan into the kiss, “how sweet” my limbs go weak to his touch “kuroo~please I need you-“ I let out a weak whimper “need what angel? Tell me what you need baby” he smirks and pushes my panties to the side, using his fingers to rub up and down my wet slit “mh-mhm kuroo~” “cmon baby your not telling me what you need” he teases- sliping one of his fingers inside you “s-shit i I need you inside m-me.. f-fuck” you yell at him, while trying to keep your moans down.

“good girl baby, that’s exactly what I wanted to hear” kuroo chuckles feeling you squeezing tightly around his finger. Kuroo then starts taking off your panties completely leaving you with only your white leg warmers on. He rubs your clit a little more before he leans down and starts kissing and licking your cunt. He puts your legs on his shoulder as he continues eating you like it’s his last dinner. “ma pretty girl taste so good” kuroo looked up at you. His hair messy and his mouth dripping with your slick. He continues taking laps, licking and sucking every inch of your sweet cunny. “mgonna cum kuroo..” you say as you grip onto your pillow for support “cum on my face sweet girl” his fingers deep inside you while he licks up you sweet nectar “ah~!” you gasp, squirting all over kuroos face “mhm taste so good princess” he moans into your pussy before he gets up, unzipping his slacks and discarding them somewhere in your room, he takes out his cock, framing it i front of you “been waiting for this. You ready to take me baby girl?” He smiles at your already fucked out face. My eyes widen seeing his size “k-kuroo i don’t think it’s gonna fit..” I whine “oh baby I’ll make it fit” he places himself at your entrance, slowly putting his tip in “awh fuck~” kuroo moans “ah- kuroo” I yelp, “relax baby, don’t want your parents finding out what we’re doing” kuroo says nonchalantly “g-go slow” kuroo kisses your temple as he slowly guiding you down his cock “taking me so good my slutty girl” my glossy eyes meet his, a single tear falls down my cheek- “so tight for me sweet girl, I know it hurts baby I know-“ you grip onto his shoulders as he starts thrusting into you. Your whimpers and moan fills your bedroom, you know your being too loud right now but you can’t help it- not until kuroo grabs your panties from earlier and shoves it in your mouth to keep you shut “I told you to be quiet baby, can’t you understand? Stupid girl” he degrades you while thrusting more roughly into you “msorry” you try to mumble out. Kuroo thrust get more faster and his words become more harsh -not like you mind) the room filled with wet sounds of clapping, you stare up at the ceiling with your panties still in your mouth, mind going blurry as kuroo lips latch onto your nipples, sucking and lightly biting them. His mouth travels from your chest to your face, giving you wet kisses on your cheek. “fuck- I’m gonna cum baby. Cum with me slut” he whispers in my ear. I don’t say anything back, too fucked out to even think. I just grip on his back tighter. His thrust move faster as he tightly grips onto your hips feeling his climax “I’m gonna cum inside you angel, gonna make sure your filled up with my kids when I’m done with you” I try whining in protest but gave up easily, nearing my climax. Kuroo grabs both my hands and put them above me, my whole body felt like jelly- my mind went blank when he finally came inside me. “God-fuck baby you did so good” he moaned, taking the pantie out of my mouth with my saliva string attached to it. He kisses my lips before he pulled out of me. A pool of cum oozing out of me like a waterfall. You two lay there and cuddle for a while, too sore to move and too tired to stand. “What time is it?” Kuroo asked “like 10:45” I replied looking at the clock “shit, I got practice tomorrow-fuck my parents are going to kill me” he panicked for a bit “you can stay over if you want.. I’ll just clean your clothes before tomorrow” you offered … “you know what yeah I’ll just stay over tonight” you both smile and lay there in silence. “So do you want to go on a date with me? I know this really good spot to get grilled mackerel” you smile and laugh “yeah, I’d love too” kuroo pulls you in closer and puts the blanket over you two.

🫖💗*･･*:.｡..｡.:*･'(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)'･*:.｡. .｡.:*゜ﾟ･* 💒🪽

A/N this is my first ever post/fic- I really hoped you guys enjoyed it!! I don’t usually write do stuff like this but I really wanted to try something new (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵) it’s pretty fun (very time consuming but fun!)

[frnkiebby]

MY HEADER IS A GIF OF PANSY,, shakes head in disappointment HOW DARE YOU NOT HAVE PANSY GIFS???

I feel bad tho so have some.......

And since I'm already here at your askbox (which is like,, the equivalent of being at someone's door to talk about our lord and saviour),, have some more gifs that I'm like CERTAIN you already have🙏🙏

ma’am. the only one i had. was the zooming in gif. what the fuck.

thank you?????~🎃

[mrghostrat]

Ahhhhh i am LOVING the streamer AU! i've been reading all your headcanons and theories today and i am just eating it up so thank you sm for the delicious snackies ❤️ i am obsessed!

Honestly I don't have too much to add as i already love what you have for it! ... my only teeny contribution would be that i do enjoy the idea of there being like, one VERY dedicated fan of both of them who is totally convinced they've discovered the truth of them dating... you know the type! has a tumblr devoted to proving that Crowley & Aziraphale are dating, has all these random, blurry zoomed in screengrabs on twitter with red circles in ms paint, with captions like "PROOF?? #aziracrowisreal"

and then like links to their deep dive analysis video essays on youtube. and of course, it's all wishful conspiracy-theory style spaghetti-noodle logic that nobody believes or takes seriously at all, because like, how on earth could Chaotic Disaster Gremlin even meet (let alone date) Twitch's Favourite Uncle?

anyway the fan with the theory is Furfur, it's obviously Furfur and nobody believes him

(Crowley has seen the tumblr and thinks it's funny... trolls him occasionally if he gets too close with his theorizing.... Aziraphale has no idea and nobody mentions it to him out of respect for his pure sweet soul 🙏)

PLEASE

I'M WHEEZING FUCKING FURFUR

OF COURSE IT'S FURFUR

[maxipad33]

*rocking back and forth* catboy max catboy max catboy max your art is beautiful btw I’ve been staring at the catboy max art for like hours

What are your head canons regarding catboy max and catnip?

Also I’m personally a lestappen girly so I literally cannot stop thinking about Charles having to mediate between Leo and Max every time they’re in range of each other it’s so silly I’m literally going crazy rn catboy max has changed my life thank you kind stranger for sharing him with us 🙏

YESSSS HELLO JOIN ME IN THE PIT OF CATBOY MAX HELL

I think regarding catnip there’s development of like, maybe different strains kinda like weed?? And some applications are stronger than others.

like some he’ll get a whiff and it’s like pure electricity in his veins and he needs to run around like, RIGHT NOW and climb stuff and jump on people and it’s a liiiiittle destructive but people know that they can just play tag with him or throw toys around for a bit and he’ll work it out of his system in the next 10-15 minutes. very fun to see him zooming around during a track walk, bouncing between people and dashing around the track limits. one time he nearly torpedoed into valterri and carlos on their bikes and tripped and fell, somehow turning it into a full somersault before leaping up and chasing after them full speed.

or sometimes it makes him a little dopey and he gets that sleepy eyed look and everything takes like an extra two seconds for him to process and react, just completely chilled out and slowly blinking at people when they talk to him. this max is the best max if you wanna pet his hair or touch his ears or tug a little on his tail because he’ll grumble a little but won’t actually move out of they way. one memorable time an entire bottle of catnip spray got knocked over and spilled everywhere in the cooldown room after one of the races and max spent the entire time on the floor, lazily kneading at a jacket and rolling around before he had to be carried out for the podium celebration

certain catnip treats make him drool like crazy, he doesn’t like them as much. there’s a specific strain that makes him extra cuddly and affectionate too so he avoids it like the plague.

​imo catnip is probably not a controlled substance but the redbull team treats it like one and after one too many incidents it’s completely banned in the garage and race weekends

i really like lestappen i think its a cute “down bad” kind of ship especially lately LOL i personally lean more maxiel but yes i totally agree i feel like charles wants so badly to befriend max and feel his ears but leo!! oh my god this dog is ruining all his chances!!! but it is cute to see max’s fur all puffy as he tries to stare down and intimidate a dog that only weighs like 20 pounds

[84reedsy]

For the prompt list.... 15 and stone cold steve austin pretty please ?🙏🫶

It had started as a joke when you sat in Austin’s lap for a promo vignette. While his character still pretended to resist and despise the invasion of his personal space, you could tell that beyond the kayfabe, he minded less and less. In fact more than once, his hand had grazed your thighs or rested against your lower back. He was not known to be an affectionate man, so any touch felt strangely intimate. 

Tonight was no different, but you’d opted for a dress this time. You intended to perch sideways on one leg as always. However, he surprised you, pulling you down to him, making you straddle his bare thigh.

As you sat on his leg, the skirt of the dress hung pooled around you and you were acutely aware of the way you touched him. You were thankful for his impending match; he was already in his ring trunks. You tried to ignore the tingles between your legs, but when he’d flex his quads you nearly shivered. Austin didn’t let on, but he noticed. He noticed the way your thighs would shift, rubbing against each other. He knew it only enhanced your flirtatious banter for the cameras, regardless of the flippant, snarky replies from him. The idea of a forced valet situation had grown on him quickly. The more irritated he behaved the more provocative you were. 

He shifted his leg as he rested a hand on your hip. You pursed your lips slightly to keep from gasping. He must be doing this on purpose. His cocky, snide smirk convinced you. 

You leaned forward a little as the camera zoomed in to the way you whispered in his ear, but you wondered if you pushed it too far, your clit twitching as you pressed it firmly against him. That thin layer of your panties felt like less and less. You saw his eyes flicker downward for only a moment, but you knew he was thinking the same thing you were. 

Though you stood to leave as the cameras stopped rolling and you were alone, Austin quickly pulled you back down to him, your legs once again straddling his thick, muscular leg. .

“Who said I was done with you?” He held his arm around your waist. You would have felt trapped if it wasn’t exactly what you’d wanted, “we were just getting started,”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you know you sounded unconvincing, especially when he popped his leg up and you failed to stifle the quiet moan that escaped your lips. 

“Sure you do,” his hand started at your knee, but crept slowly up under your dress, “Why don't you go on…” He smirked, feeling your inner thigh quivering under his thumb.

“Go on with what?” You asked, irritated that he knew what he was holding over you, but at the same time, unable to quell the arousal swelling in your core.

“Go on, baby, ride my thigh,” If a rattlesnake could grin, it would look as sinister as his, “But first, let’s get these out of the way,” His fingers snuck to the side of your panties, pulling them to the side. The heat of his skin touching your aching clit nearly drove you over the edge as your hips started to move.

[localsimpissleepy]

So previews for JD 2025 came out, so here's mu opinion on them

JD 2025 Previews: Week 1

Side note: I might keep theses short since we only got 38 seconds for these previews (Please don't let it happen again when JD 2026 gets announced🙏)

Anyways, let's get started on the 6 previews:

Okay so, i had no idea what this song was gonna be, and yeah, i didn't know what it was-

I mean, the song is...okay, i just need some time to get used to it (or i might not who knows)

The choreo seems fun, it's a silly dance which i find them fun sometimes

I like the coaches costumes, i'll be real, i didn't care much for them when i saw the map for Don't Go Yet, but i can tell they'll grow on me

Lore wise, I thought the coaches were really in character for Halloween, but the way P2 did her move threw that thought out the window (not fully but still), so i really don't know what's going on with them lol

Overall, this map seems fine, i just wish this preview was a bit longer so i can have a full opinion on it (which is gonna be a problem for most of these opnions so yeah-)

I will be honestly with you all, i did get spolied on this map on Instagram (i didn't see all of it, i just saw the title and the coach)

I honestly think this map looks fun, it has great background effects and the coach looks stunning

I like how in the choreo, it seems like she's controlling the cards, which i love (i love the dancers acting like the coaches, it feels like their giving them personality)

Overall i really love this seated map, it's my favorite out of the previews, it's just something about it that i love

Side note: I really want to see all the cards we can see during the preview, the cards are so similar like how they did it during the Traveler season (which did introduce us to Night Swan after all)

I wamt to see people zoom in on the cards so we can see who's there (it might even give us clues on upcomming characters or characters that might be important later on!)

I'll keep it short, this map is fine, sorry but it's one of my least favorites of the maps

I mean, i like how they used the coach the same way they did with Master Panda and Panda Mihaly (speaking of which, can we get Master Panda back?👀)

This map is fine, moving on-

When i saw that Party In The U.S.A wasn't on Just Dance, i was gonna throw something/hj

Listen, this kind of music was a bomb back then, and i miss it-

This was one of the many songs i listen to back then, and i loved it, so i almost screamed when i saw this thumbnail lol-

Okay, back to the preview, i like the map, i was surprised to find out that the Juice (Yummy Version) was the coach for this (I'll be real, i didn't know she was reused coach until someone on Instagram said so-)

I like it, alot of arm movements (gotta get my arms sore again-) and i like how you can see the festival inside the restaurant at the begining (not be trying to look for Mister Overload on the billboards when it switched to the festival lol-)

But i feel like it's missing something, idk what it is but it's missing something

The Sweet Sensation coaches are back...and there's a cow i guess/hj

Okay honestly, i like the vibe from the coaches (even the cow)

There's so much going on in the background so it's alot to take in

I'm honestly meh on this map (i like the costumes for the coaches though)

Idk, i think i just need to watch this map a bit more...

Last one, and it's the one and only, Rasputin & The Bride!

I watched all the previews and thought it was only 5, but i'm glad i refreshed to see this map

I don't know the song but i feel like it matches their situation and how their relationship was

It's honestly nice to see how they were during their relationship (i know we saw their relationship in Sugar, but i guess i like this map more is because we get to see their facial expressions)

And their so sweet together, i really hope they can solve theses situations their in and get back together (but JD is unpredicatble so i'm not too sure)

And that's it! Thanks to those that stuck around to reading this post, i can't wait to see all the other maps next week!

I'm not asking for much this game, i just want a happy ending for the Just Dancers and maybe just one Stray Kids song-

[therentyoupay]

is it too late to befriend you? i've been following your writing for like a decade now, and i've always been so anxious to actually try to befriend you 😅

NEVER TOO LATE, NEVER 💕💕

first of all, thank you so much for this super sweet comment, your support for the past 10ish years (!!!!!!!!), for following me on this wild journey (you must have followed me from college to grad school to japan to the west coast and then through my PhD program?!! 🥹🥹🥹🥹), and for hanging out with me on tumblr even if you haven't felt comfortable reaching out until this point!!! 😭😭😭😭💕💕💕💕💕 hi!! 💕💕💕💕💕 in general, i guard my Secret Identity pretty closely (there's still a chance that any future novels i may one day write will be published under my pseudonym @kris-tryp or something similar [kris pay, kris therent, etc.], but we'll see!), and i don't give out info lightly! i'm of the generation from the Internet in which giving your name itself was already a huge show of trust, so please don't be alarmed if i don't share any other personal info, or if it takes years! 😘🙏

truth be told, there are only a dozen or so people from tumblr who know who i am IRL (e.g., we follow each other on linkedin, we text or snapchat, i have lived in their house lolololol, i have referred them to my company in japan and they were my co-workers abroad, they have fallen prey to my eternal need to network professionally and have ended up advising my students on the job market in their field via informational zoom interviews or ended up getting paid to help my colleagues work through stats and data analysis drama in their Moment of Dissertation Crisis—you know who you are! 😂). but i have so many long-term near-decades'-long friendships that have been completely 100% online without us knowing each others' full names, full occupations, place of residence, career paths, etc.! 100%-online and private info-hidden friendships can be incredibly valid, powerful, strong, and meaningful connections—in many of the same ways as those friendships for which we are lucky enough to begin in person. it's beautiful to follow each other's journeys online (or hybrid!) over 5, 10, 15, 20+ years! 🥹🥹🥹🥹

so message me and say hi!! 😂💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 at worst, i may foist many a general career planning and professional networking and goal-setting conversation upon you, lol, but apart from that, no further cause for anxiety, i hope!! 😂😘

[i-starcreamed]

Headcanons for dating your ocs 👀

you have no idea how much i started foaming at the mouth when I saw this request. I'm so behind on asks tbh but slowly getting them done. Somehow this was a little tough to write but yippee

[mention of human!reader, cybertronian!reader / post includes: Downfall, MotorRaid, and A-Strike]

DOWNFALL

If you're a human she lovesss having you sitting on her shoulder. Just don't get too close to her shoulder canon (or do) it can get quite warm

Not a fan of PDA because omg, her reputation!! But won't stop you from initiating it. In private though, will not let you go, ever.

if you're a bot that shorter than her, she's gonna try picking you up just for funsies, no arguments. Out of no where too

If you're taller than her welllll, she'll good as hell try

her silly lil quirk is at an all-time high around you. If you feel someone looking at you, 9 times out of 10 you'll see her gazing at you and her scope just zoomed in. Depending on how long you've been together, she'll either quickly look away or continue doing it with a smug expression

Even though she hasn't used her alt mode in years, you're definitely the only one she trusts enough to work with her alt mode. Only if absolutely necessary. (it hurts to fully transform pls be there to soothe her afterward)

The type you can sit in comfortable silence with. Although theres a 70% chance she’ll suddenly remember a memory and bring it up very cryptically (you’re chilling next to each other, suddenly she looks up and says “the rusted pipe👁” or something)

Also expect playful bickering

This goes for all of them but you’re immediately introduced to MotorRaid and A-Strike. You have three personal body guards now and one who’s specifically in love with you

MOTOR RAID

Surprisingly gentle for the same reason, he's a large bot that can get ahead of himself quite often. Would never hurt his partner but would do anything for them

Also, someone who loves spoiling you?? Will give you meaningful trinkets that are probably hundreds of years old with a cool story attached to them. Also brings you anything that reminds him of you. If you love collecting or hoarding like he does, his collection of items is suddenly shared with you too

if you give him something...now you know how to make a grown mech cry. keeps it in a special space where he wont lose it

Like I said...personal body guard. Very accurate example here (thank you swervenation 🙏)

*looms*

I feel like he'd be very flexible too, as in, if you're someone who needs their independence he's cool with that. If you're someone who loves spending time together, also cool with that.

PDA, affection...also very very okay

^ has a lot to give

always tries to do new things he hears of btw (writing poems is romantic? = will write you really bad poems from his spark. Making personalized gifts? = he was never involved with building things but will make something out of all his little items that probably fall apart with one gust of wind)

erm...training together

if you were together before the war, very happy if you cheer him on in his fights

A-STRIKE

A first he's an absolute menace to deal with, his high standards coming into the relationship. With time, learns to deal with it and omg, maybe he'll learn how to apologize!!

Honestly,,, probably steals from his job to bring you weapons and other cool stuff. Suddenly deception weaponry starts going missing, who could it be?

His little fin things are very expressive, not that hard to tell how he's feeling.

Despite wanting to seem all tough and superior, he's so easy to fluster. Like, do something nice for him and his little fins flare up. He's thankful he has a mouthplate and visor to hide his expression, but little does he know

If someone threatens you, he whips out his blasters so quick

First to initiate PDA tbh, very affectionate in a "look everyone, I have such an amazing partner" type of way

likes going on flights with you :D if you're a flyer, he absolutely wants you to join him whenever he's completing a job

really likes to just chill with you while eating your favorite energon snacks.

He's either really chill or insists on you watching him performing tricks in his alt-mode. He has a more heavy-duty altmode so its a little difficult, fails 238389 times and when he gets it right he says he got it first try

He also has a habit of journaling everything ever since the war started. Very good way to just let go of things. Has a whole library of datapads he just documented in. Surprisingly has a beautiful way of wording things and will absolutely read you some of them

[yunogf]

just popping in to say thank u and ilu for ur tags on the gta edit! 🥺💖💗💘🫶🏻 and also thank u for reading the thingies bcs i think about them so it makes me happy when ppl read them fshsjs 🫂 anw ur so wonderful as usual and i hope ur having the best week <3

(i had a whole reply typed out &then it just vanished rip)

sophieee loml 🤩🥰😩😭💖💞💕💗💞💖💕💗 pls u do NOT have to thank me omg i have nothing but nice things to say abt everything u make ever esp those game edits 🤩🤩 i esp love how well u nct-ify the concepts so it's like these r things that actually exist in some alternate universe &we can only see them thru u 😩🙏 also girl i always zoom into every pixel of ur edits like i am in there reading Everything 🔍🔍 ur the one who is so so wonderful i hope ur also having the best week angel 🥰😘🫶💕💞💖💗💞

[mimpinightmare]

XAN, YOU'RE THE REALEST!~!~! ✨💛💜✨

I'm so HAPPY someone gets me and the Sultan FC LOVE!! And AGREE, would vibe with Zoom Zahir as well~ And WHAT A COINCIDENCE you see the Sultans being Chill, because I kinda headcanon Zoom Zahir and the other players are actually more chill than people would assume and Zoom Zahir would say the most unexpected things- (I'll save the Headcanon ramblings in another post-)

Also I'm still laughing at the "never trust a tall white man!!!" Duval joke- LMAO 😭😭😭

ALSO, (I've already said in the comments) the guy's name, specifically for the images Xan put, is ALAM!!

(Here's his Official Supa Strikas Card :D) :

It's weird (and bothers me abit) that he has the same name with one of the Amal 3 Triplets, Aziz, Akhbar, ALAM. (I know it's common for Muslims to have the same name, despite not being related. I know this I'm Muslim myself- But, they could have pick a different name to differentiate from each other- 😭)

To fix this issues, I'll just call (and Headcanon-) the Amal 3's with their Trio Name- "Aziz Amal", "Akhbar Amal", "ALAM Amal". THERE!!

(Speaking about the Amal 3, PLEASE EXCUSE ME AS I RAMBLE ABIT ABOUT THE AMAL 3-)

I got 2 headcanons where the name "AMAL" in 'Amal 3' came from. It's HEAVILY IMPLIED in "Three's a Crowd S2E6" that the triplets were orphans when they were little, so here's what I came up with:

First headcanon is that Amal is their fathers name. Their parent(s) have passed when young, and rely on each other to survive. (Usually when it comes with Muslim Names, a child always takes up their fathers name as their last name. EXAMPLE: "Muhammad Aziz Bin Amal Rahim." (There's more to the Muslim Naming System, but for the sake of clarity, I'll only mention the 'Father's name as Last Name'-))

(Or.. maybe they were abandon since VERY YOUNG like 3-5 years old, or worst, at birth- that being said: ) Second (alternative) headcanon is that when young they saw a popular celebrity billboard on their area, with the name 'Amal', and decided to name their trio that- LMAO They name themselves 'The Amal 3' since young because to remind one another that they wouldn't get separate from each other. Despite they have little, they have each other.

(I'll stop here- I don't want to ramble too much here. I'll make a separate post dedicated towards The 3 Amal and Zoom Zahir if have time-)

(Okay, that's enough rambling from me- THANK YOU AGAIN XAN FOR ANSWERING MY ASK!!! THE REALEST!~!~!🙏✨✨✨)

Just wanna ask...

What's your opinion on Zoom Zahir?

You know, that Sultan FC captain? That barely has any lines??

I FW THIS GUY!!! listen, the hairstyle is another story. but i personally love the sultans. i think other than IU, they're the other team that i really like. praying for that season 8 just for more sultans content. also its so minor but i love the fact him and the other guys just did not vibe w duval in “t’omb it may concern” like yeah, never trust a tall white man!!!

also im pretty sure it was this episode that actually made me really like them. probably because they had more than one line LMAOOO please moonbug if you hear me i want more sultans content 😭🙏

as for what i think he’s like. i think in general the sultans are pretty chill but a bit clique-y. like they’re a bit more exclusive and don’t vibe well with new members. and as far as i know, never mess with people who can exercise in 40 degree heat. that is INSANE. he can play and he can play GOOD. half the time i don’t even think they need to sabotage other teams, but they just do it because they have the money to fuck around.

i know it’s probably an animation thing but you notice how they don’t show up to super league events or participate in challenges like “your latest trick”. i just like the idea that they’re too good for it and would rather bathe in luxury than entertain people w clownery (sorry to the rest of the guys)

+ on that note abt the sultans, can someone find the name of THIS guy??? i am obsessed with his design and wanna see more of him

[paradox-liveheadcanons]

Hello helloooo! I've been really into paradox live recently and their new songs are so good!! Do you have a particular favourite out of the upcoming songs in shuffle vol.2? I love the things you write on the blog as well!! ♡♡♡

Also, taking advantage of the fact that I'm already here, I would also like to request AKYR headcannons of having a sister in the family 🙏 Thank you so much~☆

AKYR Little Sister Headcanons

It’s hard being in a house filled with men but Iori and Zen are always there to provide her with as much feminine products needed or asking the other boys to give her the privacy she craved.

She’s also the only one with a room to herself (Zen and Iori insisted while Satsuki whined) but sometimes she would invite her bigger brothers to have a sleepover.

Satsuki’s the only one who gets annoyed by this. Why is she getting all the attention?! (Hokusai just ‘yosh yosh’s him as Satsuki pouts angrily)

Hokusai and Reo are happy they have a cute little sister to take care of.

Hokusai would invite you to play/pet the cats. Sometimes she falls asleep with the cats, Hokusai gently stroking her head as she dozes off.

Reo is so happy to get another gaming friend! It got boring after he beat Satsuki non-stop. Although she isn't amazing at it, she were a promising gamer. He’d give her tips and tricks on how to win and would always pair up with her to 2v1 Satsuki.

Out of everyone, Satsuki is probably the most protective of her despite quarreling with her the most.

- “If anyone dare hurts my baby sister, I’ll fuckin beat ya til your’e blue n red!” And he literally gets into brawls because of it.

Zen had many talks with Satsuki who has beat up multiple people who made fun of your family situation (but deep down inside he wants to pat Satsuki on the back for standing up for his sister).

Hokusai and Reo are as protective... just less violent.

They like to send her to places or just walk with her, making sure she’s never alone and nothing bad happens.

Just imagine Hokusai and Reo walking beside her, happily chatting as a broody Satsuki, a few steps behind them, stares at anyone who comes close to her.

She got 3 personal guards and 2 more guards back at home (poor gal's future s/o).

For school, Zen always packs a cute bento box for her and Iori occasionally becomes the one who drives everyone there.

Just imagine Iori dropping everyone off, “Have a good day and be good kids! Don’t get into fights, Satsuki!” and just ZOOMS off to go drink with some customers.

It will always be lively in the AKYR household. The love they have for one another is an indestructible bond no one can break.

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My favorite is Double Trouble! It has that 90's Japanese HipHop vibe while having more modern sounds which I really love <333 PLUS the police sirens was just the cherry on top. I always imagine running away from cops with them. I can literally go on about that song forever because I love it sm hehe

I hope you like this Anon! - 🐝

[marshmallowgoop]

duuuude finding a fellow conan dub appreciator in the year 2022 🙏 the english dub is criminally underrated imo-- it was clearly localized with love and the VAs gave a lot of unique personality to their roles. (Viktorin + Jewell do a killer job as Conan and the use of the Shinichi voice for the internal monologues is so. good.) (also I finally have the info I need to determine if my SAVE copies are bootlegs like i've always suspected so thanks!)

I've found that there are actually quite a few FUNimation dub appreciators still around!

But yes!!! Totally agree. FuNi's English dub is genuinely my favorite way to watch DetCo, and it's so nice to see it get recognition for what it did well. I mean no disrespect to the new Bang Zoom! dub; my most popular post on this site is celebrating a Bang Zoom! dub, after all (unfortunately not captioned, though I did put together a sub/dub breakdown here). It's exciting that Conan is getting official English-dubbed releases after years of nothing, and there are some real skilled, experienced folks in the cast and staff.

And admittedly, I've only seen Bang Zoom!'s rendition of Episode One: The Great Detective Turned Small despite having every DetCo Blu-ray that Discotek's released sitting on the shelf in front of me right now, but I can't help but feel that in trying to correct the inaccuracies of the FuNi dub, they've lost a lot of the charm. Conan thinking in Shinichi's voice isn't faithful to the original Japanese performances, true, but it's a perfectly fair way of adapting the manga and a choice that resonates so much more with me. Why would you think in a voice that you don't consider your own? Conan thinking in Conan's voice strikes me as contradictory to the character, in all honesty. It was such a disappointment to me that the Bang Zoom! dub didn't continue this practice.

The Bang Zoom! script itself often comes off to me as stilted, too; one of the biggest strengths of FUNimation's dub, in my opinion, is how natural it could sound. But part of that is due to the loosey-goosiness of its translation. It takes a lot of creative liberties—definitely too many at times!—but for the most part, I think it's absolutely excellent at making the dialogue really work in English. The Bang Zoom! production sells itself as a more accurate Detective Conan, and I sincerely do respect that, and I love that it uses the original names, but I also feel that in striving so much for accuracy, it loses the naturalness that FuNi's dub absolutely shone in.

Of course, a quick glance tells me that other Bang Zoom! Conan projects have different ADR directors and script writers, so maybe the films still wrapped in plastic on my shelf have a different feel to them than Episode One. But gosh, while I initially watched Detective Conan in Japanese with subtitles because I was turned off by the name changes of the FuNi dub, actually experiencing it all these years later told me that you can still have a fantastic dub, even if it's not 100% faithful.

Sorry to ramble! I'm super passionate about dubs and subtitles and that sort of thing. Happy that my S.A.V.E. bootleg post was helpful! Still can't believe that Case Closed of all things got so bootlegged, though I must say: for anyone interested in collecting the old FuNi dub on disc, I can't recommend the original art box releases enough. Sure, they're not as nice and compact as the seasonal sets, but you get more extras (dub bloopers!) and the occasional English dub subtitles and video options. I really regret not getting them initially!

[thrillridesz]

𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 | 𝐣.𝐲𝐧 - [ 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 2 ]

pairing: stalker!jaehyun x fem!reader 

word count: 2.5k

warnings: stalking, yandere themes

taglist:  @geminirules @koo-18 @fruityutas @chocolattees @trashlord-007 @sly-merlin @sichengszn @carefulee @jenorenle @yoonohing @thejungjaehyun​ (send an ask or dm if you wish to be included!)

a/n: hope the changing povs weren't confusing! (REPOSTED FROM @the32ndbeat, my old nct sideblog)

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I must say that your campus looked a lot worse than it did in the pictures. From the pictures online, it looked like a really pristine college campus with its glass buildings and sprawling campus gardens but now that I’m actually here, the reality couldn’t be more different. It was just grey buildings after grey buildings, my head is almost spinning from how similar they look and I think I may be horribly lost. I wonder if you have ever gotten lost around here too as I walk past a group of loud-mouthed college girls complaining about the ‘insane’ amount of projects they have for the semester.

A couple of them suddenly whisper and point in my direction, giggling among themselves and nudging each other playfully. I flash them a warm smile and they giggle harder, a tint of colour on their cheeks.

Revolting.

I adjust my shades that threaten to slip down my nose as I walk around campus, taking in the environment. The heat is sweltering and I’m sweating buckets, so much so that my sunglasses aren’t staying in place but it doesn’t matter to me. I take a good look around. So this is where you study and live. I must admit it’s not much and it certainly doesn’t seem like a place that you’d fit into because clearly you seem like you deserve better but I digress. Taking out my phone, I go over to my photo gallery and zoom in on the screenshot I took from your Instagram.

Aldrich Building.

That was the building present from the window of your dorm room. According to Google maps, it says that it’s nearby but I don’t see it anywhere. I’ve been here almost an hour and apparently either I’m horrible at reading maps or there’s something wrong with the app on my phone. It’s ok though, for you I have all the patience in the world.

The sun is bearing down relentlessly and I feel a bead of sweat roll down my back. As I trudge around campus, I suddenly spot the familiar red brick building. A smile spreads slowly across my face.

Found it.

I pace around for a couple of minutes, surveying the place. The people sitting around the building are too engrossed in their phones or work to pay me any attention. When I finally settle at a certain spot, I look up to stare at a particularly drabby block. Raising an eyebrow, I can’t help but feel sympathy for you. Imagine working so hard for college only to study in such a boring environment and to top it off, live in an equally dreary hostel.

It’s not difficult to figure which one is your room from the picture I have here. The one other thing that stood out besides you obviously was your curtains. Seriously, I almost burst out laughing when I noticed it. They were the brightest shade of neon blue patterned with those adorable cartoon pandas that were given by your mother as a college send off gift. You posted it on your Instagram the day before you moved in. You didn’t like how blue it was but you didn’t want to upset your mother either so you hung it up. What a doting daughter you are, this is why you’re different from the rest.

Your curtains aren’t drawn but from what I can see, there’s no one in the room.

I scroll through my phone and check your Twitter feed. According to your latest post, you’re supposed to have ended class.

FINALLY class is over! thank goodness 🙏

You don’t mention where you’re heading off so I’m left without answers. I feel annoyance biting at the back of my mind but I brush it off quickly. I guess it’s fine, as long as you’re safe wherever you are. I wipe the sweat off my brow and it suddenly occurs to me that my throat is parched.

I’m in desperate need of water and am severely dehydrated. My stomach growls and I realise I haven’t yet had breakfast or lunch.

The things I sacrifice for you.

‘Emma’s Coffee House’ was bustling and full of people by the time you made your way there. There was a long line trailing from the counter all the way to the entrance as you entered. Immediately, you were greeted by the aromatic smell of roasted coffee beans and the sugary scent of the hot pastries displayed in the glass case next to the cash register The coffee house was teeming with customers and the sound of conversations was creating a lively atmosphere which you loved.

Your eyes swept over the crowd and from afar, you spot a hand waving you over. Smiling, you made your way over.

“Where were you? Thank god we didn’t order your coffee for you, it would have turned cold,” Haseul says as she gestures for you to take a seat at the empty chair next to her.

“I’m sorry, you guys. The professor wouldn’t let anyone off, at least not until he finished his complete lecture.”

“It’s alright! We understand.” Somi reassures, sipping on her iced americano as Tzuyu laughs, “Your professors are the worst.”

You rolled your eyes and replied with a groan, “They are.”

“Why don’t you go get something? We’ll help you look after your stuff for you!”

“Oh ok, thanks!”

Grabbing your wallet, you jumped in line before the line could get any longer.

“That’s her, isn’t it? She’s here again today.”

Immediately, Sicheng turned to look at the snaking line, suddenly alert and on the lookout. Once his sights landed on you, he turned away bashfully, his cheeks colouring rapidly.

“She looks great in that sundress. Are sundresses your thing?” Jaemin, his colleague nods approvingly as a smirk tugs on his lips.

“Stop teasing me.” Sicheng snapped but he couldn’t help but let his eyes drift back to you as he dried the freshly washed coffee cups with a cloth.

“It’s her again,” he thought shyly to himself as he watched you fumble around your wallet, counting your change as you waited in line.

“Are you going to try to talk to her today?” Jaemin asked as he handed a customer a frappuccino. “Have a good day!”

Sicheng stared at him for a moment wordlessly and timidly, he shook his head.

“I… I can’t.”

“Why not?” The latter sighed.

“I don’t know… It’s awkward and it’s weird. What will I say?”

“Just a simple ‘how’s your day’ will do.” Jaemin said in a matter-of-factly tone.

Sicheng frowned.

“That’s simple for you, not me.”

“Well simple or not, you’ve got to try! Sana, Sicheng wants to take over cashiering duties!”

Alarmed and red-faced, he turned to the latter with a frantic expression.

“What are you doing?!”

Jaemin flashed him a knowing grin.

“Helping you shoot your shot.”

As Sana left, Sicheng reluctantly took his place behind the cash register. His hands were almost shaking a little from the nerves and as he turned to look at Jaemin who gave him a thumbs up, he secretly wished he could disappear right there and then.

When the last customer in front of you stepped away, he found himself staring straight into your eyes and he felt his heart clench almost painfully at just how pretty you were.

‘Please don’t let me mess up. Please don’t let me mess up. Please don’t let me mess up.” He chanted fervently in his mind before plastering a weak smile on his face, “H-Hi, how can I h-h-help you today?”

The wobbliness in his voice seemingly went unnoticed by you as you smiled and he damn near melted.

“I’ll just have a… Mocha please!”

“S-Sure. Let me j-just k-k-key that in f-for you.”

This time, you noticed. You peered at him curiously, a look of concern on your face.

“Are you ok?”

Sicheng whipped his head up with a start, looking up so suddenly that you almost jumped back in shock.

“I’m f-fine!”

You shot him a weird look before smiling nervously.

“Um… Ok, sure.”

His hands fumbled messily with the cash register and it was as if his brain was in haywire mode. Basic math left him as he tried and failed to count out the correct amount of change to return, growing more anxious by the minute as Jaemin who was observing from a distance facepalmed.

After what seemed like ages, you said kindly, “You can keep the change.”

With a wave of your receipt, you shot him an understanding smile as you walked away.

Sicheng felt his heart fall with a messy splat and his shoulder sagged.

What a lovely first impression that was.

Is there really nothing to eat around here?

I’ve been searching around town for a decent deli for about fifteen minutes now to no avail. I wonder how do you even survive living in this part of the town with such limited food options. It must suck not having enough choices and I make a mental note to keep that in mind should I visit you in the future.

I suddenly spot a cafe from the corner of my eye and my heart practically leaps with joy. Finally.

Pushing open the door, I’m met with the loud chattering of people that immediately assault my ears. The line to the cashier is long and I step into it as I observe the menu from afar.

Hm. The selection available isn’t bad here.

I’m in the midst of thinking of either getting a cream cheese bagel or blueberry muffin when I suddenly catch sight of you, hidden away at a corner with your friends.

Instantly, my mood is uplifted and a smile graces my face. Fancy seeing you here.

This must be fate.

“Can I get your order?” The boy at the cash register says listlessly with a faraway look in his eyes. His shoulders are sagging and his entire demeanor is sad and almost pathetic.

What a mood dampener.

“I’ll just get a cream cheese bagel and a black coffee.” I say dismissively, too busy looking out for you.

“Anything else?” He says in a bored voice and if anyone was listening just a little closer, he could have sounded almost sad.

“No, no. That’s it.” I grin at him despite the irritation in me as I hand him my credit card.

The boy does the transaction and hands a receipt and my card back to me.

“Thank you, please wait-”

“Yeah sure, thank you.” I say hastily and grab both items from his hands before he could even finish his sentence.

The place is relatively crowded so I can’t find a seat near you but I’m content with just standing and watching you. From where I am, I’m at the perfect spot whereby you won’t be able to see me but I’d have a perfect view of you.

You look as beautiful as you did the first day you stepped into the hardware store. Your hair falls in thick locks that brush gently against your back and you are dressed in a lovely sundress that really brings out the soulfulness of your eyes. It’s held loosely by spaghetti straps and I try not to think of how it’d feel to slip them down your shoulders. As you take a small sip of your mocha, I admire your little mannerisms from afar. The way your eyes would light up whenever you laugh at something your friends said or the way you would hold your hands together in anticipation of whatever your friends are saying which is weird because none of your friends seem like they’re interesting enough to be worthy of your friendship.

The one I saw in your dorm room picture is there. Her name’s Haseul and she’s a first year biomedical science student at the university you’re studying at. The two of you have known each other since you guys were in diapers because your mom and her mom were friends.

I have looked through her Instagram and socials briefly and I have to say I’m largely unimpressed.

Team captain of her high school hockey team which you also attended. Vegan. Describes herself as a resident DJ of this club called ‘The Deesco’ but I bet she’s probably only spun the disc once in her life and that was probably only when the DJ was smitten enough by her little seduction techniques as clearly seen from that one picture of her with the DJ with his arms around her waist and a predatory look on his face. It’s like me going to the zoo once and saying I’m a certified zookeeper and also are we going to talk about that travesty of a name for a club?

I’ve only seen the other two in passing but a quick search was enough to uncover some information.

Jeon Somi. First year architecture major, just like you. You met her at orientation and briefly introduced her to Haseul and you guys have been friends ever since. She’s a black belt in taekwondo and has a cat named ‘Cheese’ who she apparently loves more than she loves life. Nothing much about her honestly. If I may be honest, she seems rather boring.

Chou Tzuyu. First year fashion major from Taiwan who you met on rush week. A fan of Beyoncé and a part time model who does gigs only occasionally, according to her profile. I wrinkle my nose at her profile. Everything about it screamed entitlement.

Y/n, why are you even friends with these people?

I stare curiously at you with your friends and barely even notice it when the barista calls for my name.

“Jung Jaehyun? I have a cream cheese bagel and black coffee for Mr Jung Jaehyun?”

Hurriedly, I rush over and almost trip over myself. I thank the barista for my food and he says nothing in return. I catch the name on the nametag.

Jaemin.

Prick. Though at least you didn’t notice me.

I wonder if you’ve told your friends about the handsome guy you met back at the hardware store. My heart flutters just at the mere thought of you gushing to your friends about me.

As I linger near the counter, I happen to pick up on a little of your conversation.

“Are you going to the frat party tomorrow night?” Tzuyu asks, taking a bite of cheesecake and I cringe at how sloppy she is as a few crumbs fall down the front of her shirt.

“Hm, I don’t know. Should I?” You say, seemingly in a dilemma.

“C’mon… Just come with us! It’d be fun, I promise.” Haseul replies.

“But I have a class-”

“You can retake a class but you can’t retake a party.” Haseul interrupts and Tzuyu laughs, “She has a point.”

“Well, I’m going to have to pass. I’ve got a family dinner.” Somi says as she takes a bite of her pastry.

Haseul nods but rolls her eyes and both she and Tzuyu look at you expectantly.

You stir your mocha drink with your straw as you look at them staring back at you with pleading looks. Finally, you relent.

“Fine.”

Your friends hoot with joy and I roll my eyes. Your friends are such bad influences on you but you’re just too scared to call them out on it. It’s such a shame.

I glance down at my watch.

Damn it. My job starts in about half an hour and I have to go.

I’d have loved to stay and hear you talk about your day with your friends but duty calls and as I leave, I grab a college varsity jacket off the back of a chair.

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