#hmmm. wonder what happened here /s

[astrxealis]

fuuta currently having a LOT of innocent votes i am very happy about that

[mayullla]

Title: You didn't know what to do.

Character(s): Neuvillette (Genshin Impact)

Summary: Neuvillette asked you to go on a date with him on Valentine's day. Warnings/tags: Yandere, obsessive behavior, arranged marriage setting, one-sided love, unrequited love, unrequited pining, possessive behavior, angsty, 1.4k words

A continuation for: 1. There is no love here. 2. But he didn't want to let go.

It was something that was going to happen at one point as he walked through the streets and saw decorations with pink and red heart designs. With Valentine's just around the corner, there were advertisements for it everywhere. From delicious chocolates and fancy restaurants to lists of what you should get for your picky partner posters.

Neuvillette didn't care much about the event in the past, and you didn't care much for it either. The day was too busy most of the time to go out and actually have time for yourselves. It called for too much attention compared to if you were to go out together on other days. It wasn’t like there were any rumors that you and his relationship were having problems to fix. If anything, a lot of people use the two of you as a reference for a loving relationship.

Neuvillette changed after the day when he cried on your hand, begging you to love him. He became sensitive to everything humans and others do. He observed human closeness and open affection, wondering if he could have the same. Not necessarily in public, as he was not keen on kissing so violently in public, yet he envied the love between them, the affection openly held in their eyes as if in this world there was no one else but them. After all, he knew that the affection you held in your eyes was never the kind of love they had between themselves.

Yet he wanted that. He wanted it so much. He wanted you to look at him with those eyes, not only in front of others but also when you were alone in the house, just the two of you.

He wanted it so much that it was hard to concentrate on anything.

Are you free on February 14th?" Neuvillette asked as the two of you walked together in the park, your arm around his while he held your hand. People glanced at you and him, but most made sure not to stare too long, yet you could see that they were curious.

"Hmmm? I think so... I don't have any plans then. Why do you ask?"

"I reserved a table at the restaurant. I was hoping that you would join me." The fancy name of the restaurant made your eyes widen a little. While it was a restaurant you would sometimes go to, it wasn't really a place where you could just waltz in and hope to find a seat without a reservation. Most of the time, you need to book a month beforehand. On a day like Valentine's, though, it would be practically impossible, even if you did try to book six months before.

You were curious as to why he would go so far, yet when his hand held your tongue, his eyes with a smidge of panic, you just froze instead of nodding your head, telling him that you would go. You smiled at him, "Yes, I would love to go."

The next day, he gifted you an expensive dress and accessories, hoping that you would wear them that day. After that incident, he started to gift you more presents, material stuff that he picked himself while receiving the help of others. As you stared at the present that you were given by a Melusine, cheerfully telling you that it was from your husband, you didn't have the will to stop Neuvillette when so many times he looked at you so fearfully that you might decline his gifts.

It wasn't like in the past, back when you were newlyweds, when he wasn't sure how to care for a wife, and he bought everything that you touched. Yet at the same time, the gifts now felt more like a desperate plea not to leave him.

You had made sure to stay with him. After that day, Neuvillette moved your sleeping quarters to his. His tight hold around your waist as you moved your arms around his head and neck, whispering in his ear and combing through his hair. It seemed that he would become frightened if you didn’t, ridden with anxiety until you reassured him of your promise to never leave him.

You weren't sure what to do when your husband was so sensitive to anything related to you. You were startled by this change after hundreds of years of having a quiet and peaceful relationship. You could not help but wonder if this was the same person you first met a long time ago. You could not help but wonder if the person who sat in the middle of the courtroom was the same man who was obsessive and possessive in the privacy of your own home.

The Melusines didn't understand what was wrong. They commented that your relationship with Neuvillette was closer, while those who saw something dark in Neuvillette's heart chalked it up to him just having a bad day. Most were still learning about human emotions, and many wouldn't understand the mania inside the obsession. If anything, they thought he was stressed and needed to be with his wife when they saw the darkness inside fading just a little. They thought you were the key, if anything, to calm their father.

You looked at the collar brooch that you had commissioned: a blue teardrop with little orange and dark blue stones held by a gold frame. It was something that you were given by a Melusine on one of your walks. She told you that she found a beautiful rock and wanted to give it to you and Neuvillette. You had kept it for a long time along with the many gifts you were given by them in a box, finally taking it out when you found a way to make it into jewelry. Closing the case of the box, you took it with you, placing it in your bag to keep it hidden.

You are here… Are you ready?" Neuvillette asked, raising his arm to offer you his shoulder to hold onto. "Yes, I am," you told him, wearing the dress that he had given you. It was more expensive than what you usually wore. You weren't an extravagant spender, but you did have many clothes that a lot of people would dream of having. Heading to the restaurant, you kept your eyes in front of you, unable to look at him.

You knew he was looking at you…

“You look beautiful today…” Neuvillette whispered loud enough for you to hear. It was as if all the air left his lungs and he could barely say those words with what was left. “Thank you. You look handsome yourself.”

The question of why again circled in your mind as you wondered how this happened. Under his lovestruck eyes, you felt no more than a heavy burden.

You were confused... you didn't know how to handle the situation just yet when everything hit you all at once. You hesitated when you saw the hopefulness in his eyes whenever he looked at you or the envy and want as he looked at other couples. Yet the pain continued to hurt as he held onto you so tightly.

"I have a present for you," you told him in a soft voice. In the restaurant full of people, he chose a room for privacy. You pulled out a box from your bag and placed it on the table for him to reach. "Here, I hope you like it."

Thank you. May I open it now?" Taking the box, you saw the curiosity in his eyes, the hopeful look that you started to see so often now, but also a touch of affection. You let him, motioning that he was allowed to do so. You watched his eyes widen at the gift, slowly turning affectionate, and a slow smile spread across his lips.

The slight blush on his pale cheeks as he touched the stone with his hand made you think that it was okay, that he was actually fine and that this was going to be alright. His innocent expression as he looked at his gift in silence was something you were familiar with for a long time now, yet that was all taken away the moment he looked at you. The blush on his face darkened when he looked at you, and his eyes were dyed with love and obsession.

You couldn't move for a moment, unable to pull your eyes away from him. He looked happy. He looked for a moment content, yet at the same time, you realized that there was nothing more than this as the two of you would continue to spiral down to the depths of the ocean, drowning in want and love.

"Thank you."

[arc-misadventures]

Jaune MFK silver eye: Ruby, Summer, Maria (young)

Jaune: MFK XVI

Yang: Hey, Jaune?

Jaune: Hi, Yang. You okay? You look nervous.

Yang: A little... Ruby, just put me up to something, and I just feel nervous doing it...

Jaune: What did she put you up to?

Yang: ...

Yang: Jaune... MFK, Ruby Rose, Summer Rose, and Maria Calavera!

Jaune: What?! Where is this coming from?

Yang: ...

Yang: Mom! YI don't want to tell him why, you tell him !

Summer: Okay, sweetie you've done your part, I'll take it from here.

Summer: Hello, Jaune~!

Jaune: Ms. Rose.

Summer: We need your help with something very important. Something only you can do.

Jaune: And, that is?

Summer: To help propagate the continued existence of silver eyes!

Jaune: Wait...? Do you mean, what I think you mean?

Maria: Babies, Jaune. We need your help to continue the silver eye blood line, and who better to do it, than you~?

Jaune: S-Seriously?! Why me?!

Ruby: Because we like you, Jaune!

Summer: We al know you would be the perfect father to our children.

Maria: And, considering how many children you parents made. It won't take to many tried to get started.

Summer: But, it's not like we won't still 'try' a few times, now does it?

Maria: More then just a few times~!

Ruby: Yeah~!

Jaune: Okay... I understand why you were so nervous to explain this, Yang. Yang? Yang?!

...

Ruby: She ran away.

Jaune: Considering this involves, her sister, and her mom. Understandable.

Maria: Well, now that we've established the reasons behind this little exercise. Who will you, choose, Jaune?

Jaune: ...

Jaune: Kill, Ruby.

Ruby: What, why?!

Jaune: Ruby, your seventeen. You are not ready for such a commitment. And, I don't think you're ready to put up your cape yet.

Ruby: That's fair...

Jaune: Also, what's with you silver eyed warriors, and capes?

RSM: Because they're cool.

Jaune: Okay then.

Jaune: I will fuck... Maria.

Maria: Good~! I've been waiting for a certain young sexy, blond boy to take me. To glaze my caramel body with his thick white cream, to then be full of his succulent batter as he pumps me full. Ahh~! It's been so long, and I am looking forward to fixing that dry spell of mine. care to help me, Jaune?

Jaune: ...

Jaune: S-Sure! H-Happy to help!

Maria: Wonderful~!

Summer: So, I guess that means you plan on marrying me, hmm?

Jaune: If you'll have me.. haha?

Summer: Hmmm~? Summer Rose Arc~! Oh isn't that such a tantalizing name to hear?

Jaune: Uhhh...?

Summer: I know your mother will be upset. You marrying a woman twice your age. But, I know she will rethink those thoughts when the first of her new grandkids appear. Don't you?

Jaune: F-First?

Summer: Oh? You thought we were joking about all of this?

Ruby: We were serious, Jaune.

Maria: The world needs more silver eyed warriors, Jaune. WE need you to help make sure that happens.

Summer: With that thought in mind; Shall we get started then?

Jaune: Uhhh...?!

Jaune: P-Please be gentle...?

[nsfwmaemi]

Class BREED-le

WC: 266 Genre: smut, mashiro x m!reader A/N: Kep1er comeback is near! And idk how it started but I've been down bad for this cute raccoon recently so...

"Sir, as for Ms. Ezaki—fuck—s-she hasn't been atten—mmmh—attending her classes recently," she muttered amidst rhythmic claps.

"Ms. Ezaki? Hmmm. I never thought—whew—she'd be one to cause this kind of trouble."

"I n-n-never thought so too, s-sir—FUCK!" She buried her head on the desk.

You leaned closer to her ear, whispering, "What should we do then?"

"Fuck me harder, sir!" She screamed.

"I meant about Ms. Ezaki, but if you insist."

You piston your cock into her harder than before. Her meaty thighs rippled at every thrust, her plump ass turned red from your "punishments", her tight pussy hugged your cock so well. If your class was wondering why you appointed her as class beadle, well here's why.

You ramped up the intensity. You gripped her waist tightly and yanked her towards you at every thrust. Who you thought was innocent had started slinging words you thought she had never learned.

Your cock started pulsating, twitching within her tightness, until spurts of your seed entered her womb. From rhythmic chaos followed a moment of peace as you filled her to the brim.

As you pulled out, drips of white flowed out of her pussy. She remained leaning forward on the desk breathing heavily as she processed what had just happened.

Noticing the time, you realized you had to run to your next class in 5 minutes. So you tidy yourself up as quickly as you can, as to leave no evidence on yourself of what had just happened.

"I have to go now." You leaned forward to give her a kiss. "I'll see you next week, okay?"

[umadosedepascal]

P E D R O P A S C A L

O N L Y

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SERIES

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NEW MEXICO(PART IX)- Pedro asks you to spend his birthday together with you. You just go.

W I N N E R(PART VIII) - You couldn’t attend SAG awards but Pedro meets you late in the night to celebrate.

O U C H (PART VII) - You are at the Golden Globes and meet Pedro over there, he didn’t win unfortunately but still, he is a winner in bed.

B O A T (PART VI) - Today is your last day in Malta. Pedro will be back to work, and you also need to return to your routine. Pedro wants your last day to be wonderful, nothing like a surprise with a perfect end. The three most intense days of your life.

COME FIND ME (PART V) - Pedro promised you a weekend, but an unforeseen event changes everything. Maybe he's a fan of surprises, maybe he can find you.

72 HOURS WITH HIM (PART IV) - The shooting in Malta keeps going, all Pedro needs is a weekend off, well…he got it. Would you go meet him for only three days? Hmmm yes!

PEDRO SOLO (PART III) - The days are long and exhausting, Pedro has a huge hotel room, hot tub ... But he is missing something, could you help him?

LOSING GAME (PART II) - You meet Pedro again not just to take back your panties. He wants to play a game, who’s going to lose?

HIGH MILES CLUB (PART I) - After partying hard at Met Gala making out with you in the bathroom and later taking you to his hotel room in NY, he finds something inside his red overcoat pocket in the middle of the airport. But it doesn’t stop, more unexpected and hot things happens during his flight back home.

ONE SHOT

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🔥CORONA, MEXICO - You got invited by Corona to be an extra on the new “La vida mas fina” campaign at the beach. Even if was only one single scene, maybe just 10 seconds of screen you would be more than happy because the main reason was him…Pedro.

MASTERCHEF FAIL - With a busy schedule, Pedro finds some time to spend with you. You promised him to cook his favorite food. Maybe things get out of hand and dessert comes before dinner.

PURPLE IS THE HOTTEST COLOR - After having a difficult day, Pedro meets you, no patience, no time for conversations.Pedro only has one desire in mind: you here and now, no matter if anyone will see you.

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PEDRO I M A G I N E

It’s 3 in the morning…

Hey, I’m looking at you…

What a smile…

You wearing his purple shirt…

Pedro eat pussy drawing

Pedro eat pussy part II

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Who are Santa Trindade

Gringa is on her late 30’s totally addicted to Pascal for the latest years (she doesn’t know what happened) although she’s following his work since 2019 because she is a Star Wars nerd and fell in love with a mandalorian 🤷🏻‍♀️. Her favorite Pedro boy is Javi Gutierrez because he is chubby and funny (Pedro vibes almost 100%).

What makes her wet is when Pedro: slide his finger on his lips while giggling.

Good vibes: if she had a date with Pedro she thinks she wouldn’t be able to walk the next day 🥲

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@missyorkswhore is on her late 20’s and noticed Pedro when her uncle was watching Narcos, she saw Javier and asked him “wow, who’s that stach guy?”. A couple years later she finally got into Narcos and you know…she still want to marry Peña.

She loves when Pedro raises his eyebrow, and when he speaks Spanish [she thinks she can get wet in a fraction of seconds if he speaks like that to her in bed] ah and of course when he screams WHAT TOWN!!! as Joel.

Fave character obviously: DAVE FUCKING YORK (killer king)

[bokunosoul]

𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪

Yuno (Black Clover) x Reader

𝙉𝙎𝙁𝙒 requests are OPEN

MINOR DNI, for requests i don't accept reqs for ageless blogs, anonymous blogs or minors

𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 : f-ngering, m-sterbation, d-rty talk, b-ow job, cursing, hate sex, v-yeurism, s-xual assault on reader by an opponent, reader and yuno has some experience, aged up, public intercourse, d-flowering, rushed work etc.

Being part of the golden dawn and being part of nobility, you seemed like you have the best life ever.  That means you have to make the best reputation out of yourself.

But you can't.

You endes up being compared by your family to yuno, your colleague. You hate to admit it but he's really good at doing those missions all by himself, no wonder he became a vice captain in such a young age.

He's also kinda.... goodlooking.

Now here you are trying to be composed infront of you captain along side with yuno receiving orders.

"Y/N, Yuno, you will be going to explore an dungeon and report back immidiately once you've completed this mission. You will be leaving early tomorrow. Get along well and make sure to rest."

The captain said and you both saluted to him. Once you got out of the door you glared at him and turned your back.

"What a snob!!!" bell, his sylph said and stick out her tongue behind your back.

"Stop it bell." Yuno said

You looked at him one last time, hw just stared plainly with those attractive eyes. Blushing in fury you just marched away and layed frustrated in your room. Why the fuck does he stare at me with those eyes? You can't help but to blush replaying what happened earlier.

The very next day you both set off to your mission. You both just rided your own brooms and it was very pleasing to watch the sun rise whilst you ride in the air.

You both arrived at the dungeons amd split off. Came across a bunch of opponents. But as always they were no match for you. You sighed as you thought things were over and you were about to call it a day.

You were suddenly taken aback by a man and you can't escape from his arms. You started attacking him one by one with your magic but still he doesn't budge.

A fucking diamond mage. This is bad.

"Get of me you pervert!" you shouted at the guy and he just gave off an disgusting smirk.

Disgusting!

"What's a pretty girl doing here alone in the dungeons? hmmm? "

"None. Of. Your. Fucking. Bussiness. "

i cursed and proceeded to struggle to get off him.

"You must want to know my name sweetie, the names Ragus. "

You started to tear up as he started to linger his hands to your thighs along to the part where your mother told you to save for your marriage.

"N-no, p-please. "

Everything came in so fast. The guys suddenly was thrown across the place, none other than yuno. He looked so enraged and shocked, even though your eyes were blurry from the tears you still saw it.

"I didn't asked for help. "

He came closer to you, taking off his robe and wrapping it around your waist. Your'e faced started turning red as he carried you in his arms bridal style.

" Put me down. "

" No. "

" I hate you. "

This man so frickin persistent, it was annoying. You just kinda stared at him for a while and gave in.

___

Now it's night fall at the moon shines brightly, and it was not safe to travel as some beasts and bandits rome this area. Yuno decided to cook a meal and you decides to go take a stroll to clear your mind.

Replaying on what happened earlier, you felt disgusted. That mans perverted touch, gaze still lingers on my skin.

Thankfully,  you can hear there's a waterfall up ahead so you can go take a bath.

You were mesmerized by the scenery infront of you. A thousand stars can be seen, and the moon is so full up above.

' No one can should be looking right? '

You carefully slipped out your clothes and hopped onto the water. Leaving you naked in all of your glory. You dove upon the cold water and like any normal person would do in the bath.

Sighing you sat in a nearby boulder and dried off your body. You were frustrated, you embarassed yourself earlier infront of him.

The way he looked earlier.....

You started to feel hot as you imagined his look earlier. You can't think straight anymore whilst your breathe hitches and body heats up.

I moaned as i inserted one of my fingers inside my needy cunt, while your other hand massages your breasts.

"Ah~fuck~"

You imagine yourself getting fucked by him. His cock so deep in your needy hole as you moan in pleasure. You hate him, hate that he makes you feel this way.

All that pent up feeling all you do was just to do it solo by yourself. Your parents conservativeness, heavy burden, past relationships and stress makes you feel dry.

"Hah~ yuno~ oh fuck yes!"

"Oh~shit!"

"Yes! ~yes!~yes! "

Now here you are desperately pumping your fingers back in fourth in your slit making vulgar noises, thinking of the hot mage. Causing you to come all over the place.

'Fuck i made a mess.'

You suddenly heard a rustling noise in the bushed. You hurriedly covered yourself with your clothes.

"WHO'S THAT!?"

I heaved an sigh of relief as the figure appears to be an deer. You decided to just get cleaned and dressed and head back to him.

_

"I'm back."

You said and sat in the ground infront of the bonfire. You can't see his face but it looks like that he is eating.

It's been 30 minutes and he still hasn't talked nor faced me. He just sat down facing the other way round.

Weird. He normally would discuss about what will we report about to captain....

"Yuno?"

You asked as you walked towards him. His face seemed red and he looks so flustered.

' does he have a fever? '

You nervously put your palms on his forehead to confirm. Your eyes widened as he suddenly pinned you to a wall.

'W-what the fuck?'

He stared at you like a hungry wolf who targeted it's prey. Meanwhile you just stood there shock.

"You have much courage doing that in public, Y/N."

Yuno whispered onto your ear, making you instantly blush in embarassment. He saw that. HE FUCKING DID!??!

You looked away and shut your eyes tight. His hot breathe just hitched right at your neck.

" such a slut, moaning my nme like that. "

" HAH, you must be imagining things you perverted freak! "

You lied, facing him red. He smirked.

"I saw that, clearly Y/N, clearly. " yuno said firmly wrapping his arms on my waist.

" S-so? it's not like i like you or something. D-dumbass. " i stuttered and pushed him away, lightly.

" spit it out. "

"What? "

"I know you like me. "

"No."

"Are you sure?"

"N-no? "

He frowned and stopped, he started to walk away. You can't help but to feel frustrated.

"That's why i hate you. "

He stopped walking and slammed you hard against the tree.

"Really? you hate me that much huh? I will prove it to you that i am better than that." he replied smugly

"Then you have my consent, bastard. "

You smirked as your faces become closer and our bodies pressed together heatedly against the wall, breathing heavily as our lips pressed together and our tongues battle in dominance.

It's the first time she ever felt like this.

He suddenly stopped.

"Before we do anything, do i have your consent? "

"Yes, just fucking take me. "

His hands pressed under her shirt, quick to shove aside my bra. My voluptous breasts spilled out and his impatient lips hungrily sucked it off.

"Oh~ah shit!" you can't help but to moan in his touch.

He paused and threw your robe and bra on the ground. He goes down and down and down towards you legs as he carefully caresses, his hot breath along my thighs.

You gulped as you watch him lift your skirt revealing your thong. You feel embarassed as he stared at it for a few moments and take off your skirt along with thongs. Leaving you naked only for his eyes.

" so beautiful. " he whispered.

That was the last straw.

You straddled him, caughting him off guard as you lean in for a kiss.

"Where's all that courage coming from? "

"Shut up. "

My hands fumbled upon his trousers and onto his underwear revealing his erection. You blushed, since it was your first time seeing a man's part like that. You only see it in books......

His breatgour hand slowly travels on his cock. Pumping it back and fourth. Yuno looked so pretty like that, needy and desperate.

"Hah, just like that. "

He purred.

Slowly you started making kitten licks on his cock. Swirling your tongue along his tip, it then became much more intense. Gathering up the courage you slowly started going down on him, sucking his cock. You were gagging- but you couldn't care less.

"Hah~Ah shit y/n...." He let out an pleased hum whilst making eye contact with you, running his slender fingers through your hair.

You let out an shriek as he suddenly

forces your head down, causing you to choke on his cock. Bucking his hips into your mouth you can only tear up in the sensation you are feeling whilst he talks dirty to you.

"You fucking slut, the way you stare at me makes me go crazy everytime, now look at you choking at my cock. "

He said in his cool usual tone and slammed my body to the ground. Sorry mother, but i can't resist this man.

"I-it hurts yuno, hah~. "

You whimpered as his length was buried deep inside you. It was painful at first but it suddenly was replaced with pleasure as he slowly thrusted inside of your tight hole.

"I-is this your first time?"

Yuno sounded concerned and you looked at him and nodded shyly.

"Shit, i should've been more careful, are you okay? "

What's with this man...

"Yeah, it looks like you have just taken my virginity, vice captain. "

You said locking your arms on his neck and staring deeply on his amber eyes.

"Then fuck me hard, yuno." you whispered and he did.

Well that rest was history that night you and him just enjoyed the starry night and eachothers warmth on the moonlit night.

💌 : This is the celebration of my man turning 18. This was frickin rushed and amateurish since im new to this writing style👹

[chiharuhashibira]

tanjiro looking for his earrings and not knowing where they are and finding his s/o wearing them 🥺🩷

Hewo Anonymous~

Your wish is my command, especially when it is a Tanjiro fic! 👉🏼👈🏼

I wish it'll be okay if I age Tanjiro up to hmmm 18? Pweaaaaseeee~

Anyways, I'll just work my magic here, for you ^^

𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒇𝒖𝒅𝒂 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔?

𝐀𝐧 𝐀𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐔𝐩 𝐓𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐗 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐢𝐜

Content Warnings: Aged-up Tanjiro, Slightly Suggestive

Tanjiro's heart hammered so hard that he even thought perhaps it would just pop out of his chest. He can't ever lose his hanafuda earrings. That's the heirloom of his family, the only memory of his beloved father.

Looking at how messy his room has become, it's clear how panicked the boy is. Tanjiro groaned in frustration, rubbing his face aggressively as he wondered how he lost it in the first place. All he could remember from last night was the intimate night he had with his lover, as he was too tired to even check if he still wore his hanafuda earrings or not.

"I can't lose that…" He mumbled under his breath as another set of pillows were tossed to the corner of the room.

The sound of a gasp kicked him out of his incessant thoughts. Tanjiro immediately turned in your direction with a clear look of worry on his face. You saw how sweaty he had been after searching for perhaps an hour.

"Tanjiro, the room's messy! What happened?"

You asked, clearly unaware of what he had been doing. You raised an eyebrow as Tanjiro stood up and walked towards you, a pillow sheet falling from his lap. A sigh escaped from his lips before he could even tell you his concern.

"I don't know why my hanafuda earrings are missing… You know that I can't lose it, Y/N!"

You bit your lip in astonishment. So he had been looking for it all along? You just got out of the bath, clad in your violet yukata, with water dripping from your long hair.

You saw how Tanjiro's eyes scanned you, gulping as he took in your sight. But he's too caught up with his lost earrings right now, and he can't be distracted.

But that nearly made you laugh out loud. You pushed your damp hair behind your ears, exposing his hanafuda earrings. "Tanjiro, you should've told me that you're looking for this…"

"Oh gosh! It's here!" As he enveloped you in an affectionate hug, a soothing sound came from his lips. You smiled and hugged him back. "I'm sorry I wore them… I just find them really pretty, Tanjiro." You pulled out of the embrace, giving him a pout as you took off the earrings and handed them to them.

You didn't know that he would be so scared!

Tanjiro took his earrings back, wore them once again, and gave you a gentle kiss. "It's alright, Y/N. I was just scared that I had lost it. But they look good with you." He said this, assuring you that what you did wasn't wrong.

You hummed as you kissed back, slowly but passionately. You just love your Tanjiro so much.

The boy snaked his arms around your waist, making you yelp a bit in surprise. "Tanjiro—"

"I can't give you these earrings, love, but I can give you another special gift that I'm sure you would love."

His words made you feel a shiver run up your spine. "O-okay then~" With that, Tanjiro carried you back to the messy room with a plan to make it messier with you. His hanafuda earrings are here again, so there's no reason to ignore a little distraction for the day.

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𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉!

I hope you enjoy this fic as much as how I blush while writing this XD

Sorry if I didn't give you Tanjiro's hanafuda earrings XD But still, at least there is a special gift after >.<

Anyways, feel free to comment and reblog 💓 Would really appreciate it! Also check out my other stories!

Go and request any KNY imagines, fics, or headcanons that you want~ I'll just be at work but rest assured that I blush whenever I see the requests XD

Thank you once again! UwU

~𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓾-𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷🌸

[antoncore]

tutor eunsok!!!!!

so I kinda see in this scenario that eunseok is like a year or two older than reader, and he'd had put up small posters around campus for anyone needing tutoring for a class he'd already taken the previously! so when he got an enquiry, he expected it to be some needy boy, but instead was met with cute, shy, and crybaby reader! agreeing on tutoring her bcoz why not??

him always being strict from the get-go, and reader being slightly intimidated by him, cuz the way he carries himself + a year older! giving her hw to do, checking in on it every lesson, and ofc she does all the hw on time, asking if she doesn't understand! never letting her skip classes except a medical emergency, always expecting hw to be done...

slowly as you guys get more into the tutoring sessions, he tells u to come study over at his apartment, just so yoy can study comfortably and don't have to worry abt eating or being too loud! he'd always say when its time for you to go back to ur dorm "stay if you don't understand the content", you sometimes falling asleep there

also see reader going to him after she gets a bad mark, just sobbing while she's on his lap, and he's reassuring you like you're not stupid or dumb, you can sury improve your grades next time!!!

but then some days if he knows ur procrastinating on purpose / not listening, he just stares at ur large eyes staring up at him, and fingers you while making you say the content u just learnt out loud, saying he'll only make you cum if you understand it properly...

also see the reader texting him one day "seok... I don't think I can make it to our tutoring lesson today evening" and he just replied with "why, are u okay" obviously worried, and she's just like '"just an personal emergency", but then later that evening when he sees u at the bar with ur friends, and u make eye contact with him, he knows this wasn't just some "personal reason"

you showing up to the tutoring lesson the next day at his apartment, slowly walking in, not daring to saying anything while he just lifts ur chin up and is like "you know I hate liars the most, right?" "if u didn't wanna study so badly yesterday, could've just told me yk" "yk what happens to liars... they get taught s lesson" making reader cockwarm him the whole time she learns the content she missed yesterday, no matter how much she whines, cries, whimpers!

also when u fall asleep during tutoring, he just asks you "what were u up last night studying for?" and when u reply "the hw u gave :(" hes always like "you know I'm here to teach you the content doll, ask me a million times if you don't understand"

ohhh but then also when ur here at his apartment after class, with the big red "100%" on ur paper, he's so happy! just hugs you and tells you "I think you deserve a little reward, hmmm?" 🤒

the reader always being so shy, never responding in full sentences l, just nodding yes, or saying "hmm", he just thinks ur so adorable!

but also see even eunseok slipping up one day, when he calls u over one day to return a book he gave u and typing 10pm instead of 10am, so here u are, at his door at 10pm! him having a little party with his friends and sungchan opens the door, letting eunseok know "a little cutie is here" while eunseok just wonders who he's talking abt??? you pulling out the book you were supposed to return, giving it to sungchan to give it back to eunseok while he just keeps on flirting with you.... eunseok finally coming over to the door, surprised to see u and then realises he drunkily typed "10pm" instead of "10pm". telling sungchan to leave you alone, and apologizing to u that u had to witness all that, so when u go to leave, hes like "wait, did u walk here alone at 10am wearing that?" "and were u serious studying right now", seeing ur hair up in the hairstyle you do when ur studying, and u just nod nervously, and he sighs... even though he's drunk doesn't mean he's lost his senses!! telling you to come inside and just sleep over, vcoz he doesn't have the energy to walk yoy back, nor does he want you to walk alone or send you with his friends alone! you being super shy and awkward just following him, when u notice anton, a dude from your class at his apartment, realizing they might be in the same friendgroup! eunseok being protective of you, making you walk behind him and taking you up to the guest bedroom and just telling you to sleep there, and that he'll take u to ur dorm tmrw morning!

ahhh i swear I could continue with WAY better scenarios, but I fear it would be too long, so this is it for now! hope you enjoyed!!! - 🍫

I ENJOYED THIS SM ANON???? U RLLY FED ME (AND EVERYONE WHO READS THIS)

eunseok would praise you so much and you who has a praise kink… what can you do except get wet🥹 but you’re just too shy to say anything until he notices someday

also gonna take a sappy turn here but imagine him watching you sleep as he’s drunk. you’re just so cute, adorable etc and that’s the moment he realises that he may have a crush on you. you’re all he’s ever needed in a girl. he kisses your cheek as you sleep but he would never want to admit that to you. he’ll subtly flirt with you during your lessons and half the time you wouldn’t even realise! he had to make it more obvious to you haha

[hungnitan]

Penacony TB 2.2 Impression

A bit story summary, here I am after 2.1 having wild imagination what if Churin become AE temporary members but it change into Boothill and made Danheng traumatized and Black Swan (in the end it's just a dream lol).

Unexpectedly we found Argenti in Penacony and then again making us suprise with sudden battling him ! But wow I think hoyo needs another arc/event story to explain Argenti power scale, just how stonk he is can entered nihility and get out alive...

After finish 2.2 I kinda get the reasons we still not getting any info regarding playable Sunday. Additionaly, it explain the reasons why Robin interview with Owlbert came out weeks faster... Now I wondering why Robin gameplay focused on FuA support

Honorable mention scene :

We have three different answer of "why we sleep ?" question and it's really mirroring their personality. Tired of living version from Churin, tired with reality from Sunday and have a hope of humanity from Trailblazer.

Here we are, Welt having a homesick and mention warriors (valkryie) from his home, btw S rank tier is basically their best groupie (lol)

As we expected, SAM is initial and sounds near gundam (lol) but I didn't expect even Firefly isn't a real name...

Remember a male voicing the story summary at finishing part ? It sounds like a boy (if I delulu it's near Heizou voice so yeah boy lol) so maybe it's him... I kinda want to know his VA~

Edit : in the end, it's Lyney (Hiro Shimono) not Heizou, I'm pretty near I guess 🤣

Jade Churin convo talking about his fate as stonehearts, the conclusion could between cut or promotion. But from my finding about Diamond personality so far, I think he's very leniant to "worth to invest" people. From Churin character story, he sounds so sure Churin gonna make profits later. Even Topaz big failure only get her one rank down because he saw she gonna make contribution in next project (Penacony). If somehow he get a cut too I don't think Churin screentime finish only at Penacony arc~ the reason mostly like if you're a screenwriter there's no way you gonna throw all the times for world building you made so meticilous for one person easily...

Overall not the best but it's pretty good, a big twist made me "HUH !?" once or twice (lol) and good change of pace too after 2.1 with Churin's dark past aside the fact some problem still not finish like what's happens with Penacony stellaron, the main antagonist basically running away and throw all blame to Sunday, Boothill searching for Oswaldo (eh moreless around his past I'm sure) and question from 2.1 that still unanswered in this version, IPC move on Penacony. Well with the epilogue finished like that I'm really sure IPC will make their move in TB next version.

From my personal opinion TB 2.2 isn't that interesting, maybe I read too many speculation before but most of them are right like Ena deep rooted on Penacony, Acheron real name eh is this even hidden lol, old man from Acheron convo means her reasons coming to Penacony (it's predictable after read halfway).

In the end, what's the problem with button Sparkle keep distributing ?

Additionaly we have "another date" with Firefly and she's just dying again this time off screen lol... and she said she's got one more dying later ? hmmm... well yeah she's cute but it's just too absurd, I can't even make any reaction about it, the things I spout after heard she dying again is just "oh she dying again huh...? Oh well she's gonna revive later anyway". Not lowering reader expectation on Firefly but isn't she just too streotype anime tragic cutie girl ? If not because of stellaron hunter + SAM too proper voice I could skip her banner easily. But she should have another chance in next version, let's see if she can turn around all my low expectation on her...

If I gonna be honest she will leave a big impression if she's dying for real at 2.3 plus I heard something like Sunday as stellaron member on future but...let's see~

So yeah I'm more eager with next version TB !

But you know what, with Penacony TB more into nameless and we all know Oswaldo is one of them... can I hope for IPC arc ? To tell the truth, I'm very curious with him and Diamond !

[rmorde]

Trigun Manga Reaction

Now, back to Volume 1 Chapter 9!

Insurance Ladies know they are going above and beyond what is normal here. But, they still continue as consummate professionals.

THIS IS SO ADORABLE!!! SO CUTE SO CUTE SO CUUUTEE!

I like the tiny little details that hints something about the characters too.

The most obvious things are Milly's childish expression (playful) and Vash's one leg raised on the seat position (gremlin). However, "no nonsense" Meryl's feet are placed inside the table's rings! You'd expect her to put them by the side of the table but nooooo!!! They need to be IN the ring (she's not above them all!). LMAO.

Tbh... I think the Kaite & Vash relationship feels more fleshed out here in the manga than the anime. I guess it's because of the Rem conversation. It added more weight to their interactions.

Also, they're adorable! Kaite is one sharp kid calling out Vash's bullshit. Vash, like a dog with a bone, keeps deflecting.

Oh wow. This is a huge difference from '98. Kaite was totally alone when he approached the crew.

And this is just as painful and hard to see because, you can absolutely understand the crew's reaction and feelings. What Kaite did was wrong. At the same time tho, he is just a kid who didn't know better. Taking out their grief and fury on him is not right.

Gosh... It makes me think of Little Vash and The Great Fall.

I wonder what exactly went through Vash's head here. In my perspective, Kaite is reflecting Vash unknowingly in this scene. But it's so painful because he's just a kid. He should never have been put in this position. He is too young to be on this path for atonement and redemption! It's just wrong.

Hmmm. Another big difference. Interesting. The Plant was never mentioned in '98 at all.

So, Tristamp followed this manga arc more closely. Some elements are remixed such as Wolfwood replacing Kaite, the Gung-ho Guns substituting BDN as a threat, and the race is avoiding destroying a town instead of avoiding falling off a cliff. All beats are the same tho.

HOWEVER!

I think '98 has a more logical timeline personally because they are in a hurry to stop the ship right? It's a critical moment. If you think about it, there should not have been enough time for Vash to regroup with Kaite after the duel. So, '98 having these two events happen simultaneously is actually good.

Another benefit is Kaite's offer to help feels much more genuine when he was alone and away from Vash in '98. It really sells the idea that this is entirely his own decision despite the risks of retribution.

Of course, Vash didn't influence him in the manga too but by visually having him there with Kaite, it kinda undersells it imo.

Oi. Vash. That's no way to talk about your sister!

While I do appreciate the changes on the Plant design in Tristamp, I really like the '98/Manga more. They're both excellent designs for Sci-Fi but I just really like the 90's flavor of magical Angel Power Plant... which appeases my thing for magitek.

Tristamp tho is a modern flavor of alien Faerie Power Plant - not bad but not my cup of tea. However, the glowing lines feature is wonderful! It reinforces the idea of them being power plants because they have "circuits" in the body. Restraining myself from saying Magic Circuits!

Oh... This is a really fascinating set of panels that I think both '98 and Tristamp haven't adapted well.

'98 kinda skipped this. However in Tristamp, the emphasis on Plants is very clinical. Not sure if that is the best way to describe it, but, in the plants feels so much more objectified in Tristamp. I guess the horror element about the human-plant relationship is further emphasized there.

It's contrasting the manga which seems to be more focused on the awe-inspiring side of it like in the scene above. The scientist waxes poetic and is practically making a religion out of the whole thing.

I guess, to put it simply, the manga effectively shows how humans see Plants worthy of worship. Meanwhile, Tristamp displays how humans see Plants as just a life-essential battery.

So beautiful... Oh...

What if the re-design happened because animating expressive individual feathers would be a pain for Orange staff? GASP! Is that why everyone's hair were cut short?! Because hair is tedious to animate. OMFG... IS THIS WHY MILLY WAS CUT OUT IN SEASON 1 since she really really long luscious locks?!

I kid. I kid. 🤣

Oh. That's really clever remixing by Studio Madhouse. So '98 Miss Purple Avenger Episode is like a "Prototype" of this manga arc. This is where Vash having to prevent an explosion of a Plant came from.

Okay. Another great difference... I've been saying that a lot in this chapter. Sorry.

In '98, Vash dealt with this alone and the only witness was terrified. It focused more on the mystery.

However, here in the manga, Vash is not alone. Humans must work with him to save the Plant and everyone. He can only buy time but it's up to them to stop the whole thing. It's a really nice display of Vash's hopes and beliefs regarding human-plant relations. ----> BTW, the art in this page is really pretty and interesting! (1) The almost "gradient" like transition of Vash's coat to the bulb is so creative. (2) The drawing of the Plant resembling a blooming flower: feathers as ray florets, the plant/sister as the disk floret, and the wires as receptacle/stem.

These pages are so gorgeous and the way the slowing down of the heartbeat was shown through the interspersed tiny panels is just really good.

ROFL. The human instinct of "I don't know what's going on but it's helping so I won't pry anymore and I'll just roll with it!". Love to see it!

I think this arc is so good because it justifies Vash's often criticized brand of hope - his endless patience at giving humans chances to bridge the gap between their species.

Humans can work together and save themselves with just a little push. They won't rely on exploitation forever.

People can realize when they are wrong. They can atone and redeem themselves. They do not stay cruel and ignorant forever. They are capable of change. ----> Also, this art is so perfectly adapted in '98. This page, actually, all the pages relating to this collective effort of humans to save the ships (with a bit of an assist from Vash) is so heartwarming to read. ----> Oh... Kudos again to '98 because since they relegated the 'Vash prevents a Plant explosion' to an earlier episode, the episode covering this particular plot had him out of commission. So, the stakes have become higher. Humans must set aside their differences and work together to save each other and Vash too.

And finally, humans are more than what they seem. They are complicated. What could be an enemy at first could turn out to be an ally that can save you later.

This entire conclusion to the conflict is just good and very... Vash. This is what he wants for Knives to see and understand about humans.

I think '98 really did well in adapting the essence of this arc. Tristamp is complicated because now, on hindsight as I read the manga, the episodes are basically hard-carrying and working overtime telling multiple plot lines at once!

Let's see... in Tristamp's version of this arc:

Wolfwood was working double time in the narrative as "Kaite" and one half of the "Good/Hope of Humanity". Not to mention he has his own conflict going on too.

Meryl was the second half of the "Good/Hope of Humanity" that works with Vash (Plant) in saving people.

Unfortunately, with BDN being replaced by the Gung-ho Guns, there is nothing that echoes the "Hidden Depths Enemy Turned Ally"... character...No way... OMFG! WOLFWOOD WAS SUBSTITUTING FOR THAT ROLE TOO IN THIS ARC!!! Poor Woofwoof!

Roberto is a unique addition since he is a Tristamp OG, but I think he represents well the approach taken by Orange with Trigun. He is like the "Flaws/Indifference of Humanity". He is good but experience had turned him into someone that's jaded and refuses to rock the boat (unlike Meryl). His age and 100% ordinary human status prevents him from surviving long enough to change his disposition too (unlike Wolfwood). It's pretty in line with Orange's more emphasis on the "darker" aspects of the story.

WHA-?!!!

Eh? Eh? EHHH?!!

WHY WAS THIS CHANGED IN '98?!!! THIS IS ADORABLE AND COOL!!! AHHHH!!!! NOOOO!!!!

But... then there won't be Meryl and Milly supporting injured Vash. NOOOO!!! Augh. AND THERE WON'T BE TRISTAMP VERSION OF THIS! AHHHH!!!!

Oh. So, the singing is in the manga too. That's a surprise. I thought it was a '98 original scene.

Awwww. ಥ_ಥ

[cielogiovinezza]

2024 Rutile SSR Birthday Card Story

Rutile's 2024 Birthday Card - “Let's Sing an Ode to Joy!”

Characters: Rutile, Mithra, Akira. (Mentioned: Lennox, Mitile, Figaro.)

Card Story: With the Orgel’s Melody ~ Respite to Rutile ~

Part 1

[Manor Courtyard] 

One calm afternoon. I was in a corner of the courtyard, gazing at the small music box Rustica lent me. 

Akira: Rutile's birthday is approaching. Since it's a special occasion, I'd like to celebrate with the Orgel of Respite…. 

It's a magical item called the “Orgel of Respite”, apparently it was given to Rustica by a fan a long time ago. 

If you strongly wish for the perfect peace for your partner, you'll be able to enter a magical space where music that suits each of your hearts plays. 

Akira: (Rutile has so many wonderful qualities…. A school teacher who is cheerful, kind and good at compliments. I don't know what I should wish for…) 

??? : My~! What variety we have here!! 

??? : I went out of my way to collect all of these, so please accept them with gratitude. 

Akira: Oh? These voices belong to… 

Drawn by the lively voices, I raised my head and saw Rutile alongside Mithra carrying a large basket by the fountain. 

Akira: (Are they returning from a picnic trip?) 

I watched the two of them chatting with smiles on their faces. 

Army of Toads: ‘croak’ ‘croak’

Opening the lid of the basket, numerous large, warty toads popped out. 

Akira: H-Huh!?!?? 

Rutile: Ah! Great Sage! Good day to you! 

Mithra: *sigh* Master Sage, care to tone it down? 

Akira: S-sorry…! But umm… is that basket full of toads or…? 

Mithra: Correct. There were lots of them in the pond over there, by the forest.  They're yours now Rutile.  It's a pretty tasteless hobby, but with this many you can crush as many as you like whenever you like. 

Rutile: That won't be happening any time soon… My paintings are not made from toads, they're drawn with brushes and paints. 

Mithra: Is that so? So last time that wasn't a toad? 

Rutile: I'm positive it wasn't. 

Akira: (Come to think of it, there was that one time Mithra mistook one of Rutile's drawings for a squashed frog.)

Rutile: Geez! Uncle Mithra, you're still as absent-minded as ever. 

In contrast to his words, Rutile's eyes smiled brightly as he placed his hand on Mithra's basket. 

Rutile: That said, I truly am flattered. The thought of you gathering this many for my sake brings a smile to my face.  Even though I can't accept these toads… Thank you very much Uncle Mithra. 

Mithra: ......

Rutile: I'll be returning these amphibians to their pond. When I do, I'll draw lots of pictures of the toads and their home!  When it's finished, may I show it to the both of you? 

Mithra: ...Suit yourself. 

Akira: I look forward to seeing an original Rutile painting!! 

Rutile: Thank you very much! Now then, I'll be off for a bit! 

‘swoosh’

Rutile takes the basket from Mithra and casually leaves. 

The grace with which he accepted the gift, the kindness and generosity shown and all wrapped with a smile… he holds such maturity, it's almost shocking to remember Rutile is in his twenties. 

Akira: (Rutile is much younger than Mithra, but in times like these he feels much older… I presume this is what tolerance is all about.) 

Part 2

[Manor Lounge] 

A few days later, I was still deep in thought about Rutile's birthday. 

Akira: (I'm still not sure… When it's time to invite Rutile to the Orgel of Respite, should I wish for ‘Peace that is fitting for someone with great tolerance’…?)  (Hmmm… but Rutile still holds many other great qualities, am I cutting them short…?) 

Akira: Hmmmm,,,,,,, 

??? : ‘Bahhhh’

Akira: huh? 

I quickly look up to the source of the sound, only to have it filled by something white, round and fluffy. 

Akira: W-wow!? 

??? : Whatever may this be! Could it be a cloud? Or maybe it's cotton candy?? 

Akira: Ummm… Is it a sheep's butt? 

Rutile: Spot on~! 

Appearing from the shadow of the sheep's rear end was Rutile with a cheer in his voice. 

The situation was so unique, I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Akira: Ahahaha!! Yay! I got it right!! 

Rutile: Ehehe~! Wonderful! I'm glad it made you smile, Great Sage. 

Akira: Ah-

‘Bahhhh’

After some good gentle pats to the head, Rutile placed the sheep on the floor and it walked away leisurely. 

Rutile smiled with a hint of concern. 

Rutile: Just now you had a frown in your face and in a hush you let out a ‘Hmmmm,,,,,,,’, didn't you Great Sage?  So to lighten the mood I played the ‘Lennox's sheep quiz!’, which Chloe mentioned was ‘Lots of fun!’.  Dear Sage, if there's anything I can do to help you, please feel free to talk to me anytime. 

Akira: Rutile….  (To think you were worried about me, how kind of you.)  (And the way you show compassion is through a ‘Sheep's butt quiz’.... It's too funny) 

Rutile's kind and cheerful consideration warmed my heart. I decided to be honest and confess my troubles to him. 

Akira: Actually… I was just thinking about you. 

Rutile: Huh? Myself, you say? 

Akira: Yeah. For your upcoming birthday, I'd like to invite you to the Orgel of Respite. 

Rutile: My~! How lovely!! Ever since Mitile told me about it, I've been looking forward to it.  Still… Whenever you think of me, I'd like for you to remember a bright smile~! 

Rutile turned his face towards mine. Pinched his cheeks with both hands and with a strange face said-

Rutile: Wan jush mike gizz~! (one just like this) 

Akira: Ahahaha!!  (I'm really fond of this side of Rutile too, it always cheers me up. Ah-!)  (I think I know what I'll wish for Rutile…!!) 

Part 3

[Rutile's Room] 

At last the time has arrived, Rutile's birthday. 

Rutile: My~! What stylish clothes…!!  Chloe went out of his way to prepare an outfit for the Orgel too!  How does it look, Great Sage ? Does it suit me? 

Akira: Yes! They look magnificent!! 

Rutile: Thank you very much! I'll surprise Chloe with them later! 

As Rutile smiled and twirled around like a princess, I placed the small box on the desk. 

Akira: Okay… Rutile, let's begin. 

Rutile: Alright! 

I closed my eyes. 

Focusing on the charms that make Rutile in order to lead him to that mysterious place. 

Akira: (... May the generous and charming Rutile find the perfect place for peace of mind) 

‘twing twing’

The lid of the small box opened with a loud noise and a doll resembling Rutile began to spin around and dance. 

Gradually light envelops us and I hear music coming from somewhere. 

[Orgel of Respite - Interior] 

Once the curtain of light parted, a soothing space unfolded embraced in a melody similar to the sparkling spring of sunshine. 

Rutile: So this is the Orgel of Respite…!!  What a gentle, beautiful song~ I feel like I can fly anywhere! 

Akira: I'm glad you like it!! Today you can have fun all you want!  For starters, I brought some herbal tea, let's drink it together at the table over there. 

Rutile: How thoughtful~! Thank you very much, Master Sage. 

I showed Rutile to the table and began preparing the tea. 

As soon as I took out the pot of herbal tea from the basket, Rutile breathed in the scent with rapt attention. 

Rutile: What lovely scent~ Is this perhaps… Lemon and mint tea? 

Akira: Correct!  I bought it at the market just for today, I thought it'd be a scent that Rutile would like. 

*pours*

Akira: Here, for you. 

Rutile: Thank you! *sip* Truly delightful…! Somehow it has a very comforting flavor. 

Akira: I'm glad to hear that! We have refills available, so don't hesitate to ask whenever you want! 

Rutile: I'll take you up on that! 

Rutile smiled brightly, then had a very serious look all of the sudden. 

While placing the cup on the table delicately, he looks to my eyes tenderly. 

Rutile: Marvelous… just like you Great Sage.  Honest and deeply sincere. 

Akira:..... Huh?

Rutile: The other day when we met in the lounge, I'm certain you were thinking about me very hard.  Thank you for always thinking with such seriousness and wholeheartedly not only about me, but everyone in the manor too.  I find that part of your very charming Great Sage.  

Akira: ....

Ahahaha,,,,,, 

The honesty of his words made me feel embarrassed, but at the same time there was a joy I couldn't deny. 

Generous, charming, tolerant and cheerful. Rutile holds countless charms in him. 

When he compliments me, I also like that part of myself. 

I'm sure it must be something terrific! To find it believable when such a wonderful guy praises you like such. 

Akira: Thank you very much Rutile! I'm truly happy to hear you say so. 

Rutile: Heheh~ There's not many opportunities to tell you, so I wanted to seize the moment now that we're alone.  Ah-! My bad, I've been doing most of the talking.  Let me brew you a cup, Great Sage.  *pours* Here, for you as well~

Akira: Rutile… Thank you! I'm grateful for the offer! 

The moment the tea touches my lips, a refreshing aroma drapes over me. 

Swayed by tea's gentle aroma, I spoke my heartfelt congratulations. 

Akira: Rutile, I wish you a most wonderful birthday!!  May today's tea party last to your heart's content!

Rutile: With pleasure! 

Card Episode: To Capture a Moment in Paint

[Manor Lounge] 

Rutile: Ummm… Pretty sure Mitile looked like this…. And Mr. Lennox looked like that

Akira: What are you drawing this time Rutile? 

Rutile: Moments from the birthday party yesterday. I thought that if I drew it right away like this, I'd be able to remember it forever. 

Akira: I see! It was a really fun party, wasn't it?  I had a lot of fun dancing the steps the Southern Country people taught me.  We even got to see Lennox staggering after getting unusually drunk and Mitile getting peeved at him for a change… it felt refreshing somehow. 

Rutile: Eheheh~ Mr. Lennox and I were having a bit of a drinking contest right up until the dance.  Actually Dr. Figaro joined us for the match as well, but he used magic to remove the alcohol from his system.

Akira: Really!? We never would've noticed!!  But… Doesn't Figaro enjoy showing his drunken state every now and then?? 

Rutile: Mr. Lennox suggested he might've done it because he didn't want people to know he had lost in the drinking competition.  Heheh~ Dr. Figaro can be quite the sore loser at times.  Just now I was drawing the dancing moments. I haven't gotten to your part yet Great Sage, but here take a look!! 

Akira: This is…  (On the far left is an excited-looking Mitile, and on the right beside him is a wry-laughing Lennox.)  (Far to the right there's Figaro watching from afar, and in the middle Rutile is laughing happily…. At least, I think that's what I'm looking at…)  What a lovely drawing! Just looking at it is enough to warm my heart.  May I see it again, once it's finished? 

Rutile: Absolutely! I'll hang it in my room, so be sure to come by! 

Voiceline 

Despite being short in years, my life has been filled with many wonderful times… as well as many challenging times too. When I think of the long life ahead of me, sometimes I fear what's to come, but I also feel excited about it too.  Great Sage, would you like to listen to what plans I have for the future? 

[mayullla]

Title: Another daughter

Character(s): Mozus Trein (Twisted wonderland)

Summary: Including Yuu, it seems that Crowley had found a small child too playing in the gardens of the school. Not knowing what to do with the little girl he gave you to the professors to deal with while he excused himself. They didn't know what to do with you at first but it seems that you slowly shackled their hearts.

Warnings/tags: Child! fem! reader, this is mainly fluff with tints of platonic yandere so obsession and possessive themes

Many wondered where the head mage went off to when the mirror was appointing each student to their new dorms. While the Prefects acted natural some not even caring a lot of the students could see the frustration in some of the teacher's faces as they continued to look at the door waiting for the headmage to come back from looking for a new student.

He was late, taking a while to find this student that supposedly ran away from the ceremony.

So when everyone thought that maybe he would not come the doors opened revealing the headmage and... some company.

It was the student that he seemed to be looking for… as well as a cat... and something in his ar- Why was the headmage holding a child!?

Crewel was so close to lashing out at the headmage at the whole situation but was somehow able to hold it in glaring at the poor man who had to explain where he went to the prefects telling the new student to stand on the platform as the cat gets kicked out of the building and then was unable to be sorted into a dorm because the student was magicless.

The small bundle from his arms laughed cheerfully at the whole situation. No one was able to get their eyes off the whole situation it was a mess.

A mess!

Yet somehow... somehow everything worked out in the end, as Crowley sent all the students away also telling this magicless student to wait as he hands the teacher the small kid that he found.

Almost all the teachers were glaring at him telling him to explain what happened the time he was gone, except he gave the most half-hearted hurried answer tossing the small child that he found in Crewel's arms and making a run for it to the magicless student.

"Won't you explain yourself?" Professor Trein's voice was low quiet but threatening as he glanced at the kid in the headmage's arms.

"Look I am as confused as you are. But look after this child for me while I deal with the other for now." Crowley started flustered "The small child is just the same as that magicless student and I can't seem to send her back too!"

Quickly the headmage managed to escape with the magicless student leaving in an empty room the teachers as they stare at the small body that was held in Crewel's arms. The doe-like eyes stared back at them, looking around rather confused.

They soon found out that you were from another world, that like that other student, you didn't belong here and were unfortunately unable to go back. "How did you come here little one?" "Hmmm? I don't remember... I just saw this big carriage that was pulled by a horsie that was soo cool!" You told them waving your hands to show how big it was. "It was so pretty!"

"What should we do with her then?" Sam asked pointing at you. "I am not really sure. To be honest, I still need to do some research to send them back to their own world." The headmage frowned as he crossed his arms, trying to think of some sort of idea about what they should do with you.

"Hah, you aren't saying that we must take care of the child? We already have to look after the students." Professor Trien sternly said, Lucius that cat meowed almost as if agreeing with his master.

"But then I must pay to send her to the orphanage, I need to keep up a face...." Crewel mumbled to himself reasoning as to what he should do with you, the voice was getting smaller and smaller as he continued to weights the pros and cons.

"What is he doing?" You asked Professor Vargas now in his arms after Crewel quickly tossed you to him.

"-Yes! Yes. Let's keep her here after all she was called here by the mirror so it should be our duty to take care of her and watch over her till she could get back home. Yes Most certainly, I am the most charitable person alive for doing this."

So somehow in the end much too many professors' headaches. You were to be watched over by one of them as the headmage figured out how to send you back to your world. Crewel threatened and so did the other teachers that the headmage better find the way back, leaving the headmage stuttering a promise that he would.

"So who is watching over the puppy first?" Crewel asked, Vargas was first to say that he would help, stating that he would train you to be fit and to build muscles just as his which was promptly ignored when they glanced at your small frame tinier than the man who was holding you and if not careful could probably squash you.

"Huff... I will take care of the small child. Unlike you lots I have daughters of my own that I took care of. She will be better off in my watch." Trein sighed as he told the other professors that he would be the one to watch over you. It made multiple teachers sigh in relief as they themselves didn't want to watch over you so seeing that someone actually volunteered for the positions made their hearts at ease.

Vargas placed you down telling you to head over to the professor who had a frown on his face looking at you. Most of the teachers wondered if you would be frightened by him seeing that he was after all feared by many of his students.

But took one glance at him and smaller cheerfully "Hello mister! What is your name? Your cat is so pretty and very fluffy!"

The cat made a dry meow at your comment while the professor himself stared at you. Quiet both of you were for a moment leaving the teacher anxious as to what would happen next but the professor only huffed stating his name as well as introducing the other teachers in the room along with the headmage.

"Follow me young one for now on you will be with me."

So you did.

It was interesting, to say the least... as the students all watched you follow Professor Trein wherever he went. Staying in a corner of a room drawing or maybe even studying after the professor made you something to do instead of sleeping in all his class feeling bored.

His steps slowed down a little for you giving the students a chance to run and make it to their next class with him. And while this was something none of the students believed when one of the guys saw it, they saw Trien have a small smile on his face as he looked at you.

Only to turn it back down to a frown when he noticed someone staring at him.

It was almost a funny image as you carried Lucius around in your arms. The cat was too big for you almost touching the floor with its hind feet while you carry it around. They wondered why the cat has yet to hiss at you some even trying to get you away from the cat only to be hissed at.

It was funny for most of the teachers really when you would ask Trein many questions, many that were really dumb while some repetitive. The cat Lucius tucked in your arms meowing in dislike at the fact that you are treating it almost like a doll yet at the same time rather looked rather comfortable.

And while they would laugh a bit if not pity the old professor they felt like they were silenced when they saw the affectionate smile the man had on his face when he looks at you. When you would eat a cupcake and have cake crumbs in your mouth, the old professor would lightly scoff at you while cleaning your mouth with a napkin he took everywhere with him.

They have heard that he had two children both of who were already old. That he was the one who take care of them alone as he was a widow. And pondered if all this affection was because of his past.

While they knew about it they never really saw it in their mind that Professor Trein would act so affectionate when he was so strict with all his students.

Vargas saw how the old man always glance back when he thought that nobody was looking to check to see if you were following along and not getting lost after you gasp at the students flying in broomsticks. You lightly pulled on the professor's clothes asking him if people could fly on broomsticks and if you too can also become a witch.

The old professor told that while yes people here learn how to handle flying on a broomstick he would not let you fly on them just yet stating that you were still too young to fly on them and that maybe in the future you could. The hope in your eyes as you raise your pinky finger asking him to do the same. You asked him to make a pinky promise with you and while the professor looked down at you for a moment he then squatted with one knee touching the floor as he raised his pinky finger.

The scene made a few students who were flying on brooms bump into each other in shock at what they saw. Some were unable to control their brooms when they saw the old man get down and show his pinky finger to you. Really that class had a lot of accidents as even some who were on the ground got hurt because they didn't check the sky to see another person on the broom heading towards them unknowingly as they continued to stare at the two of you in shock.

While Vargas had sent almost half of the students to the infirmary he could not get that memory of his mind while it was cute of a situation if not that mildly amusing. He could not help but wonder if it was alright to lie to a small child like you when you would at one point be sent to your home world where magic isn't real. That you would not be able to hop on a broom one day and fly.

You didn't belong to this world and you need to go back home. And making a promise like that was rather cruel.

But it seems that Professor Trein had a different idea. Because to him, you belonged to him now. You were his own daughter. 

It was a slow thing at first, he only looked after you because it was a duty that he placed himself in. He was the only one who could probably watch over you, lacking fate for the headmage or others to take care of a small child and not care for their needs. It was slow but he started to care for you as much as his own children, he grew to miss the past when they were small enough to fit in his arms.

There were too many mistakes that he had made in the past, as a single parent, and while if he could he wished to go back to the past he knew that it wasn't something possible less he wanted to pay a big price.

He thought that he could use his past mistakes as an advantage to watch over you better than he had done in the past with his own two children. When did he start to become obsessed over it was hard to pinpoint.

He treasured you, he treasure you so much as you followed him around with his cat right beside you. 

You had become a chance where he could right his wrongs.

Note: Yes I did write something similar to this and it is here. Only that this is more Professor Trein focused. Hope you liked it!

[finniestoncrane]

WAIT FINNIE how would the Riddlers react if they had a s/o with big breasts and one day while they're working, one of the buttons on their shirt pops off?

Popped Buttons

Riddler Headcanons emi you always have the most fun requests to do and this was so funny 💚 request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: suggestive stuff

twojar

look this is an hr disaster waiting to happen

but he'd be lying if he said it wasn't working for him

completely and utterly ready and willing to take advantage of this

right here on the desk of his office

fuck the planning and the scheming and the villainy

he can take a little break to do something far more...

relaxing? or at least stress-relieving, if you'll let him of course

young justice

mmm... hmmm... h... y-y-y... y... ah... uh uh... n-nope

he's lost the ability to speak, which is surprising for him

not even a little rant about the physics that led to this

nothing to note about the projectile, no science here

only thoughts, dirty, disgusting, wonderful thoughts

make a note though, you could do this any time you need a minute

just a little reprieve from his silly riddles

unburied

fuck ok if you wanted him that bad you could have just said

no need to bust out of your clothes hulk style

he can take a hint though

so why don't you get to popping the rest of those buttons

and then you can come over here

and see what else might be growing huge in size

maybe unzip it and take a look for yourself

before the button pops in the front of his pants

gotham

oh gosh that's... wait! he can... sorry, shouldn't have looked but...

he didn't mean to notice, at all, and sorry for pointing it out

but it's better he did, i guess, because now you can cover up

here, take his lab coat, let him go get his sewing kit

he can stitch that button right back on

no need to take the shirt off! he can do it while it's on

let his hands graze against you as a little treat...

btaa

see here's the thing. it's not going to happen

and if it does, pretend it didn't

the attention to detail he has put into your matching outfits

making sure everything fit perfectly, the right size

the right patterns, the question mark motifs lining up on the seams

to make sure that you and he outdo batman and robin

so if a button has popped, that reflects poorly on him

and no amount of cleavage makes up for that disappointment

capullo

ok so he will be convinced he has telekinesis

because he's been willing those buttons to pop all day

although, now that he's acheived that

maybe he should have been trying to have x-ray vision instead

because what good is it if your buttons pop

but he still can't see anything

so he'll be squinting real hard for the rest of the day

trying to pop the rest of them

idiot

arkham

a shirt is tossed your way, smacking you in the face

"cover yourself up"

not because he's a gentleman and wants you to feel comfortable

it's more that he doesn't need the distraction

plus heaven forbid you get scratched or scalded or burnt

he doesn't want to have to stop working to patch you up

and then have to stop patching you up to feel you up

telltale

maybe you should have been wearing a shirt that fit then

you really do serve as nothing more than a distraction

a complete pain in his butt

hellbent on destroying his concentration

well for that, you really should be punished

so perhaps you and your ample, uncontainable breasts

should saunter on over to him and bend over his lap

dano

well good luck to whatever he was doing before

because all ability to focus or even be a functioning human

it's gone, completely, wiped away in a flood of horny

and he wishes he could stop staring but he can't

he's so sorry, so very... very... very... what?

see! he got distracted again

maybe you should cover up or maybe...

if he just got it out of his system...

[kunikame]

# PURPLE LILACS !

[00] - perhaps.. i'm maidenless? | m. list | next

ace trappola x fem!reader smau

! warning(s) : cussing, very short intro chapter

? w/c : 267

ace awoke with a start. 

he didn’t think last weeks events would leave a lasting effect on him, yet here we are. 

his recent dreams have all been repeats of what happened during the phantom wedding fiasco, except this time he wasn’t the backup plan. he actually stood before the bride in an attempt to woo her out of her obsession with idia, yet all he did was fuck up. it was like his rizz was nonexistent. he had no game.

which, at this point in time might just be the truth. he hasn’t tried flirting with anyone in years– after his first girlfriend whom he ghosted when she got too annoying. call him a red flag or just a naive boy with attachment issues, he didn’t know the way of relationships and love back then, obviously.

not saying he does now, of course. he’s well aware there’s probably not a single girl who likes him in his hometown, nor in nrc. not that there are many girls to begin with. they’ve only just changed the rules when the prefect appeared here.

speaking– or, rather, thinking of the prefect.. no, no, that’s stupid. absolutely not. don’t even think about it, trappola.

but..

if he could charm her.. the person who hates him the most.. then, perhaps.. ?

no. no, he couldn’t possibly, he can’t stand just being around her, how is he supposed to flirt with her and be nice? that couldn’t possibly work.

but if it did..

hmmm… interesting.

and so, with a wicked grin and even more wicked plan, ace trappola returned to dreamland that night.

## ❝ after the events of the phantom bride wedding, ace started wondering whether he still had the ability to charm girls. he hasn’t thought about anyone romantically in years, hasn’t really flirted with anyone either, what if he’s gone out of it? perhaps it’s time to put his talents to the test; with the person who hates him most, no less. if he can charm her, he can charm anyone. ❞

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[fractualized]

Today in TMWSL #10, we get half our answer and also Joker in a skirt again! Look how happy he is.

Spoilers and violence, yadda yadda…

We open with Black Mask interrogating a police officer about what the Commissioner did with his men, but it quickly becomes clear something is wrong!

Joker (our favorite Sewer Rat one) comes over the speaker in Roman's office (?) in the fashion of a flight crew, as Roman manages to get a gas mask.

And our boy makes his entrance as grandly as always.

With the henchmen dispatched, Joker starts to tell Roman about his complaints.

And here's where I bring up Gotham War, and how I guess this is happening at the beginning of Bruce's 2-month unconsciousness after Knight Terrors, right as Selina is starting to steal all the henchmen and train them to be Good Nonviolent Thieves. Because here it's alleged that all the Gotham bosses are still doing fine getting their underlings and it's just Joker who isn't. I have to assume that because otherwise the inconsistency would be another reason to dunk on Gotham War and who would do that!

Anyway, we cut to Wesker who is collecting clues from the men Joker did manage to round up about where the other Joker came from.

C'mon, Scarface! They're probably doing their best! Besides, you've got other things to worry about. 

Jason, noooooooooo! He's just a lil murderous conniving puppet! He can reform! He can do a YouTube series about mob history!

As for Joker, we know where he is. I mean, one of them.

It looks like, for some reason, Joker is giving this cop Lazarus resin, assuming @clownprince's theory about where Joker #2 came from is where all this is going. Though it doesn't explain why Joker is reviving this cop. Not yet….

Also lookit them heels!

Anyway, Joker is looking for clues about his doppelganger with Roman personally, which implies he has a strong feeling Roman of all people has key info?

Oh right, Joker doesn't know the other guy is back in town. But unfortunately Joker #2 knows his twin has wrangled up some friends and is having his own friends, er, de-wrangle them.

In a way, they're just making room for Mr. Waffles' defection!

At least Joker gets to feel himself in this outfit before he figures out his scrappy crew is already being dispatched.

Look, I don't know what Wesker is alleged to be up to but I don't think Joker has a leg to stand on calling him a pervert.

Anyway, Jason brings down Joker's mood. 🙁

Ooh, I love when Di Giandomenico gets him all dark like that.

Joker does manage to get in touch with Shocky back at the warehouse and tells him to get everyone back there.

SHOCKY ARE YOU SERIOUS RIGHT NOW. … Also who are you and how did you of all people manage to find out??

Sadly AND PREDICTABLY, we cut to the warehouse and Shocky has also been attacked by persons unknown. Jason, Steph, and Ravager are already on the scene. And then Manhunter shows up and nobody has any chill so they all get into a fight. Steph manages to calm everything down.

They compare notes and realize they're tracking the activities of two different Jokers. More importantly, they realize Shocky is alive! And we see Joker watching from the rafters.

At first I wondered if Joker didn't like what Shocky told him and tried to kill him, but nah, it looks like the warehouse got hit by Joker #2's crew. And I think they took Fake Jackanapes because he's nowhere to be seen, but per #12's cover he does appear to be back with Joker. Hmmm...

All four heroes are conspicuously absent when Shocky gets taken to the hospital, but Joker hitches a ride on the roof of the ambulance. From flight attendant mode to gremlin mode!

In a completely impractical way of figuring out what Shocky knows, Joker decides to interrupt his surgery in a new costume. I'm not sure if he had time to change into the cops' clothes outside or if he was wearing the first cop's uniform under his Sewer Rat outfit. I am sure that Mimi does not care!

Joker shoots the doctor because he has not learned any lessons about why he has no friends, and gets to the big question.

GODDAMMIT, SHOCKY– but actually I think the trope here is clear. Shocky did answer Joker's question in one word. DUN DUN DUNNNNNNNN but that's confirmed shortly, after this hilarious page:

It's Albert, the Knight Terrors son! Reading a Wonder Woman comic. It doesn't look like he took Joker's suggestion to ask for better toys to heart. 

Inexplicably, Joker stops in the middle of everything to steal the kid's drugs.

The implication may be that Shocky's words have jogged something in Joker's memory, and he's trying to ease the rest of it out. And that certainly seems to be happening, because we abruptly jump into the surreal "backer," which has a stronger tie to the main story than the others.

Joker is poisoning civilians when it turns out something's wrong with a henchman's mask.

Joker takes this opportunity to create his twin himself (dun dun DUNNNN) with the assistance of Professor Pyg.

Pyg successfully transforms the henchman into a Joker look-alike, and the fun begins, with Joker using his double to seem like he can be in two places at once, and to explain sudden changes of heart or ability. And all that goes fine until:

Original Joker does not appreciate anyone killing his men but him! (For once.) He confronts his creation when he's sitting on a park bench feeding critters. (A Joker enjoying himself at night on a bench? If only a bat doppelganger was there to join him.)

And we end on panels very reminiscent of what happened back in TMWSL #1.

Is this dunking on Three Jokers? I'm choosing to take it that way (even though TMWSL itself could still go the same direction).

Unlike other issues, we return to the main story for a page.

I had to include both these panels because 1) I enjoy the clown balloon exploding perfectly positioned in the cop's face and 2) like the last time Joker was in the hospital, he's reading a comic and replacing the story that's in there with something in his head.

But here it is! Half the mystery solved: Joker himself made his doppelganger! Which raises questions like "why?" and "how?" and "when?" but look there's only another couple issues to go.

And we can keep speculating in the meantime. Again I point to clownprince's theory linked above that some clone or plastic-surgeried reanimated corpse was mindwiped into thinking he's Joker. If that holds true, which it seems like it will because the Lazarus resin came up again, now we have Joker saying that he is the person who did it. Of course, if we go by how it went in the backer, then it's Sewer Rat Joker who is the fake, but since the backers are surreal and strange, the story Joker "read" in the comic may just be inspired by the actual goings-on and he really is the original as he says. It's also possible that we'll find both Joker's are so mixed up that they simply can't agree on who the original is, and we never get confirmation.

Regardless, we can further extrapolate that after seeing the clones at the end of Joker 2021, even though Joker was pissed about that, he may have been inspired too. It wouldn't be the first time that he thought a joke was only funny if he was the one who told it. So after he left Texas, he came across the mindwipe tech Bloom used in Task Force Z, and decided to give it a try? Except the person he brainwashed would be as vain as him and want to be the one-and-only Clown Prince of Crime, and it would never occur to him that he's the copy.

I'm hoping that's what it is, and not that the double was created earlier and it really is like Three Jokers where there's been more than one Joker tHe WhOle TiMe. I mean, Joker's last line could be taken to mean, "I was the one behind our best shenanigans and am responsible for our fearsome reputation." At least it's definitely not some multiverse shit as implied by that Batman #135 page.

We've got a couple issues left to get more answers. My understanding is that TMWSL stops at #12, which is a bummer. I've had a great time reading it, which only makes me grumble more about what's going on in Batman and Gotham War. "I Am A Gun" was delightful, but ever since Batman's storyline hit the alternate universe, the writing has gone… not great, IMO. So I'm not sure what Zdarsky is gonna do with Joker for the reunion. :|

[bakuliwrites]

Work Hard, Play Hard- Kento Nanami x Reader

Rating: 18+ (MINORS DNI)

Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen

Relationship: Kento Nanami x Reader

Summary: Nanami is working overtime, until he sees a text from you that he can't resist.

Tags: PIV, Oral, Brief s*xting, Kitchen S*x.

A/N: OhmyGod, Kento Nanami. I haven't fallen this hard for a fictional character in a hot minute. He looks like an accountant with drip. He would do my taxes for me and it would be the hottest thing ever. He's probably paid off his mortgage, has a 401k, and a designated spot in his house for his keys and briefcase. I bet you he knows how to fold a fitted sheet and tuck the corners into the bed. This man is immaculate and I am here for it. Expect more Kento Nanami content from me because I'm a thirsty disaster. As always, thank you for reading! Likes/reblogs are always much appreciated! Lots of love <3

Read here in this post or over on my AO3.

Kento leans his head back, a deep sigh escaping his lips. He eyes the clock, watching as the second hand moves like molasses past each number. Overtime sucks. Work sucks. All he wants is to go home, to be in the comfort of your presence, and to enjoy a quiet evening, just the two of you. But instead, he’s stuck here, trapped in this corporate world until he’s finished his goddamn work. 

He straightens up again. Maybe if he powers through, he can go home in the next half an hour. The harsh light from the computer screen stabs at his eyes. The office is empty aside from him, dead quiet except for the occasional clack of his keyboard and the bloop from the water tank in the far corner. He’s about to get up to make himself another cup of coffee when he feels his phone buzz in his pocket. It must be you, asking where he is and when he’s going to be home. He pulls his cellphone from his pocket, exhausted gaze sweeping over the screen. But when he unlocks it, his eyes fly wide open. 

The picture that greets him is you in an apron, and nothing but an apron. The apron ties frame the curve of your hips. Your breasts threaten to spill out of your minimal clothing, and you’ve got a little smudge of flour on your cheek. The longer he stares at the picture, the more Kento wonders if it’s worth finishing up his work. Then he reads the text underneath.

You better come home soon, or I’m going to start without you ;), you threaten. 

“Fuck overtime,” Kento mutters to himself, shoving his phone back in his pocket and grabbing his coat. He’s hauling ass to get home. He can finish his work later. He’s got much better things to do right now. Traffic on the way feels like it’s against him. The strain of his growing bulge in his pants is getting painful. He’s desperate now to get home to you, to lift up the hem of that apron of yours and bury himself inside you. He’s never one to look at his phone while driving. Safety always comes first. But he’s awfully tempted. And with how long this drive is taking, he’s even more tempted. 

What feels like hours pass and then, dear God, he’s finally home. Kento pulls into the driveway and barely waits for his car to come to a stop before he’s leaping out and bounding up the front steps. The house is cozy and smells pleasantly of warm bread baking in the oven. 

“Kento?” he hears your voice call out as he drops off his keys and briefcase in their designated spot in the hallway. And then he sees you, peeking around the corner in the kitchen, a mischievous look in your eye. 

“What happened to your overtime?” you tease, twirling a strand of your hair around your index finger. 

“No more overtime from this moment forward,” he returns matter-of-factly, tugging off his coat and striding confidently towards you. Before you can even say a word, his lips are crashing into yours, kisses sloppy and hungry. His large hands rove rapaciously along your body, kneading the tender flesh of your hips. 

“I missed you today,” you whimper at him when he allows you a moment to breathe. 

“Hmmm,” he hums pleasantly, suckling your neck and luxuriating in the tiny moans you’re letting out, “I missed you, too.” 

You tug at his leopard-print tie, pulling him towards the dining table. The look he gives you is deliciously pathetic, wanton and needy. His brows are furrowed and the angles of his cheeks are flushed. When the small of your back hits the edge of the table, you stop and start to undo his belt. 

“Baby, this must hurt,” you coo, palming his bulge and watching as his eyes flutter shut, “No wonder you hurried home.”

Kento smirks as he masterfully rips off his tie with one hand, the other occupied with grabbing handfuls of your ass. His lips are back to pressing messy kisses to yours. His tongue traces your teeth, exploring the familiar warmth of your mouth. With his belt off, you manage to undo his buttons and yank down his trousers and boxer briefs. They pool around his feet and out springs his cock, the tip angry and pink. 

“So needy, my love,” you hum, cupping his balls and massaging, before teasingly dragging your fingertip along the underside of his shaft. He shivers under your touch, an unintentional husky keen escaping his lips. With the pad of your thumb, you smear the little bead of cum that’s formed at his tip. But before you can go any further, he stays your hand, deep brown eyes dead serious as they gaze into yours. 

“Wait,” he begins, voice low and commanding, “Allow me.” 

Kento gently picks you up, sitting you atop the kitchen table. He lifts the hem of your apron, revealing your already soaking folds to the cool air. All he wants is to taste you, to feel you glide along his tongue. He’s thought about it his whole ride home: your wet pussy against his lips. Your sweet succor on his taste buds. After the day he’s had, it’s all he can think of to relieve his stress. 

“Spread your legs a little wider for me, princess,” he begs, kneeling to the ground. You follow his instructions and let him pull you closer to the edge of the table. Kento Nanami buries his handsome face between your legs, trailing kisses along the sensitive flesh of your inner thighs. His warm breath fans against your heat as he glances up at you to make sure you’re ready. You nod quietly, watching as he dives in. His tongue swipes up your slick, nose bumping against your clit, sending electric tingles through your body. His hands grasp at the supple flesh of your hips, kneading as his tongue darts in and out of your entrance. You throw your head back, letting out a salacious moan as Kento expertly eats you out. Your fingers tangle in his blonde hair, each gilded strand soft against your skin. 

“Ah! Kento,” you whine, heat blooming across your face, “You’re so good to me.” 

His hum reverberates through your body and he draws his attention away from your entrance. His tongue swirls deftly around your clit, languid at first, teasingly slow. You gently rock your hips in time with his motions, one hand still tangled in his hair, the other cupping your left breast. It drives Kento wild when you play with your tits while he’s busy with your heat. You catch him glancing up at you, one of his hands leaving your hip so he can stroke himself. 

“Kento, I’m so close,” you whimper, feeling the fire in your core burn brighter. He picks up his pace, tongue circling faster, each flick bringing you closer and closer to ecstasy. 

“Come for me, princess,” his husky voice commands when he leans back for air, before diving in once again, this time relentlessly circling your clit. Your hips rock faster as Kento’s tongue works its magic. With a cry of his name, the fire in you bursts like a supernova, and you come undone. Kento’s hands grip your hips, keeping you in place so he can finish you off properly. He laps you up like the sweetest elixir he’s ever tasted, luxuriating in your ecstasy. 

He could probably kneel there all evening, head buried between your thighs, drinking in your scent, your taste. He looks content as his tongue swipes along you, but this has only fueled your desire to feel him inside you. You draw him up, hungrily capturing his lips in yours. He tastes of you as he presses wet, sloppy kisses to you. 

“Take me, Kento. Please, ” you mewl, hand finding its way to his cock. 

“Ah, baby,” he grunts as you stroke his erection, feeling it already pulse in your warm hand, “That’s all I’ve wanted, all day.” 

With this, he flips you over, pressing your breasts and stomach to the surface of the table. 

“Are you ready?” he asks, always polite, always waiting for consent. 

“Yes, my love,” you beg, the table top chilly against your naked, overheated skin. And with this, Kento slides easily into you, your heat slick with arousal. He groans as he sheathes himself in you, staying for a moment to allow you to adjust to his girth. And when you’re ready, he pulls back just a little before savagely slamming back in. The angle is absolute perfection. He’s probably mapped it out mathematically, you chuckle to yourself. Kento knows your body well. As he thrusts deeper, the coil in you tightens. 

“Such a good girl,” Kento praises, his voice mingling with the lewd slapping of skin, “You take me so well.” 

“Kento, baby, you spoil me,” you return, hands gripping the sides of the table as it rocks. The legs creak with each powerful thrust and stars begin to dot your vision. Kento’s cock twitches inside you and you can feel his pace becoming erratic. 

And Kento can feel your walls quaking around him. He’s not sure when he ripped your apron off, but it’s gone now, discarded on the floor, your body bare to him. His hands grab at your ass, squeeze and massage as he slams into you. He’s so close, he can feel it, as he stares in awe at your body.  

“You’re so beautiful,” he breathes, adoration dripping from every word he speaks. 

“You’re amazing, Kento,” you return, reverence in the way you sing his name. All worries from the day, all stresses and troubles are forgotten as Kento is brought to euphoria by your body. Fuck overtime. Fuck work. Fuck it all. All he needs is you. 

“Kento!” you cry out, on the verge of tipping over the edge. With the sound of his name falling from your lips, the coil in Kento Nanami breaks. His hips grind without pace against you, his seed spilling into your core, hot and pleasant. As your beloved comes undone, so do you, each nerve in your body alight with pleasure. Your walls tighten around him, begging for him to release everything he has into you. It’s intoxicating.

The table gives one final, tragic creak as Kento collapses. His lips trail kisses up and down your back while you press a deep, lingering one to the palm of his hand. Breathless, the two of you pause, allowing yourselves to settle from the high. Kento remains inside you, catching his breath, while you grip the table, trying to steady your heart. When he finally pulls out, you feel his cum drip down your thigh, sticky and hot. He’s quick to retrieve a towel for you and help clean you up. Kento, ever a gentleman. When you turn around, Kento’s satisfied face greets you. His hair is disheveled, strands of blonde hanging limply before his eyes. He’s a right, simpering mess and it's glorious. 

Gently, you push him into a nearby chair, wanting some time to cuddle and luxuriate in his warm embrace. He obliges, pulling you into his lap, pressing soft kiss after soft kiss to the top of your head. 

“Was that worth giving up on your overtime?” you question, chuckling softly. He grunts, fingers absentmindedly trailing down your spine. 

“You are always worth giving up on overtime,” his deep voice returns. He lifts your chin up to look you in the eye. His dark irises glimmer with their usual quiet joy and the deep angles of his cheeks soften in this rosy afterglow. He smiles softly at you before drawing you in for a passionate kiss. He lingers for a while, peppering your jaw with more tiny kisses before wrapping his arms around you once again. 

“I needed that. Thank you,” he goes on as you nuzzle against him.

“You don’t have to thank me, my darling,” you respond, smiling, “Your work is stressful. You deserve to release that tension and have some fun.” 

He lets out a soft sigh through his nose and allows his eyelids to flutter shut.

“I love you,” he whispers. You lean up, once again laying your lips to his.

“I love you, too,” you return. Silence passes over the two of you for a while, each content in quietly enjoying the other's presence. Nights like this with Kento are nights you will always cherish. It’s nice to see him come undone. To not be so put together and uptight. Though you love that about him, you also love how wild he can be, when he wants to be. 

It’s the jarring beeping of the oven that draws you out of this cozy moment.

“Oh! The bread!” you exclaim, leaping off of your beloved’s lap and dashing towards the oven. Kento laughs as he gathers up all the discarded clothing on the floor. Definitely worth skipping overtime for this, he thinks to himself.