#i was gonna give him some fruit but i was too lazy to go and find a picture so indignation is all you get

[kangaracha]

TRICK OR TREAT

roo be nice or else

excuse me, do you think i would be mean to a little baby? a lil guy? my estranged son?

[imraespace]

LIFE'S HARD WHEN YOU'RE INLOVE ─

─ WITH RIN ITOSHI !!

Today, you made an effort to wake up early, you can NOT ruin Reo's special day with a bad morning now, can you..

At 5:00 AM, you, Y/N L/N, are up making BREAKFAST? Woah..

You know absolutely nothing about football but you know your friends too well, anything related to the sport is always important to them, big or small. So even though you're self-aware about your lazy habit, you always put them first for events like these.

You stretched the laziness off, shook the sleepiness off and got cooking mode activated.

You cooked what you thought they might need, and poured your love into it for them, they might get a hint of sweetness, that's how much you love them!

Hmm, sweet huh.. You stared at the meals in-front of you and then thought of your other friends.. Yoichi, Meguru, Hyoma.. They deserve some of your cooking as well!

What if you made them some sweets? You always had a knack for making sweets. Everyone always loved them, especially Hyoma.

Wait.. Now you wanna make sweets for everyone.. How many players are there on a football team?

You began to wonder n ponder until you gave in and skidaddle into Reo Mikage's room.

Your smile dropped when you realized that his door was locked. Who does he think he is? The owner of this house? (He is)

You sighed, rolling your eyes until you heard it unlocked, a wet Reo poked his head out from inside.

"Oh, you're changing." You simply pointed it out.

He shook his head, causing water from his head to land on you, which made you groan in annoyance.

"Why are you up?" He asked you, quite surprised yet still sprinkling his hair water on you.

"How many players are in your team?" You asked him, blocking your face from the water and ignoring his question, you're not gonna get all soft right now, you're in cooking mode.

He stopped then began to stare at you.

"Why do you ask?"

"No reason."

His eyes narrowed towards you and you copied his moves until he gave up.

"Like.. 16 or more.." He mumbled.

Your jaw dropped and then you simply walked away. You caught Seishiro in the corridor walking without a shirt and wet hair.

"Where is your clothes." You asked him.

"I need to collect something from Reo." He simply stated as he walked past you, wetting you with his hair.

A blank, annoyed expression was now present on your face and you instantly thought about eating their breakfast.

Ignoring past events, you're back in the kitchen! You placed their breakfast in the microwave and got to work.

You can make anything happen! 16 players is nothing haha! A simple fruit sando can do it, right? Even mochi can do it. You've made these things before, just copy n paste it.

Maybe that's why at 7:00 AM you're now finishing up, and getting ready for school.. But this time Reo isn't upset? He caught onto you, a bit confused as to why you're making something for the whole team but he won't question your doings!

Little does he know you're their new helper in the team, you making them a little snack is a small gift from you to them!

As soon as you arrived at school with the boys a lot of chatter was going on at the front gate. The game was gonna happen at your school, seeing how big the field is here.

Everyone around you had a bunch of mixed opinions, debating who was going to win this game. Normally when things like these happen, you're either not here or sleeping somewhere. Of course, your friends force you to at least watch their games but you don't really know what's happening half of the time.

This time, suddenly you're a helper AND someone caught your eye. Would you admit that second part? No! because you still don't understand why you caught onto him.

"Guys I have to go somewhere, good luck!" You told the duo, giving them a big hug, well jumping and latching onto them because they are both over 6 feet tall!

But that's your favorite part of hugging them, you jump n latch on, giggling like a teen girl (you are) while they either hold you or bend so your feet can finally touch the floor again.

This time, they hold onto you, smiling brightly at you as you did the same. Cute family moment!

You dangle your feet a bit, signaling to them that it's time to let go and they do. You gave them a small wave as you skipped away to Anri's office. For some reason, you're feeling extra hyper today. Maybe it was the stretches. Who else loves morning stretching?

Knock Knock!

The voices from inside ceased. Not in your head silly, inside the office!

You heard footsteps approaching the door until you heard a click, signaling that the door was open now.

You opened it and were greeted with the wonderful face of Miss. Teieri.

"Oh, good morning!" She greeted. Inside you saw that there was a male present. Did you.. come at the wrong time?

She opened the door wider, giving you the go-sign to enter.

"I was just informing Ego about your role, he doesn't have a problem with it." She clarified.

In his opinion he doesn't really care, it's not affecting the team in any way, they just get help in hand and free treats or something. Anything to get the principal off his back.

You nodded at her words and then remembered that you were walking around with a big bag on your shoulder, that wasn't your bookbag.

"This morning i made my friends on the team some breakfast, and then I got the urge to make snacks for everyone, I even made for you two!" You brought up, with a smile.

Erm.. You didn't make one for Ego, you forgot about him. So you gave him a random wrap that held the fruit sando and mochi! Maybe you can give him your serving..

Anri's face lit up, accepting the gift, Ego not really caring, yet still took it.

"Thank you L/N." She said, looking at the treat.

"You're welcome, Miss. Teieri and you can call me Y/N.." You mumbled the last part.

She made an 'o' shape with her mouth then gently covering it with a smile.

"And you can call me Anri when it's not football-related work, Y/N." She told you.

You nodded with a small smile. New relationships are blossoming, when would yours be with him?

"Carry her to our seats, I'm gonna talk with the team." Ego said as he left the office.

Anri turned towards you and then at your bag.

"For a lazy person, I think it's nice you put in a lot of effort in these for the team, I'm sure they'll love it." She commented.

A lot of effort.. Would he realize?

Anri's eyes lit up when she noticed that you were blushing..?

"Someone's on your mind?" She joked.

Yet that joked almost killed you, is she reading your mind?

"No!" You answered back and began speed walking out of the office.

"Wait up!"

Both Anri and you made it to the field and she guided you to where they will be seated.

It wasn't long until everyone came pooling in, finding their own seats, and chatting among each other as the other school made their way in here as well.

For some reason, today felt different from any other. Maybe that's a good sign. You feel the need to cheer loudly for them, for the team.

Maybe this change is for the good?

It took a while, but finally walked out, loud praises and cheering were heard all around. Ego came and sat right next to you.

I guess, let the games begin?

Your eyes landed on each player as they slowly walked out, smile growing larger as every one of your friends walked out.

Then you saw him. You knew he was playing but actually seeing him, in person and not sneaking around caused a small gasp to escape your mouth.

They all look so cool..

You popped out of your pink mind when you heard a whistle and kick!

Seems it began.

The game began with him.. passing the ball to Yoichi. You eyed their every movement until someone came and blocked him. That someone being..

"HIM?" You thought. It's snack thief, Sigh? Sign? Wait..

"Sae." You mumbled. So he's in this match as well.

His friend told Seishiro good luck, where is he? You don't see him on the field.

Your Sae thoughts ceased when you saw that Yoichi passed the ball back to him.. well, Rin, and Seishiro came long, creating some sort of triangle formation. You don't football, let's just use shapes instead.

You scanned the field and eyes landed on Hyoma and Meguru, aggressively making their way towards them, raising their numbers.

It seems that the other team noticed it, which caused Yoichi to take that as a sign to pass on the ball to Meguru.

It was now Meguru versus erm, Einstein? His hair reminds you of him. Woah..

According to your knowledge, Meguru started off with a double-touch faint, what does that mean? You have absolutely no idea.

He got closer to Einstein and finished off with an Aerial rush turn. You don't play football, I don't play football, but big words are being used!

Meguru looked around for an opening, deciding on if he should instantly score a goal or not.

A pout formed on his face, noticing that there was no opening to the goal and looked for someone to link up with, to no surprise, it was Yoichi.

You smiled, supporting your best friends, clenching your skirt as you witnessed your favorite duo. Seishiro and Reo are also your favorite of course.

Meguru passed the ball to Yoichi, he saw it as it came flying towards him but before he could collect the ball, someone came blocking it.

It caught Yoichi off guard, and you too as well. That was indeed a high jump, not to mention..

"He has pretty eyes.." You muttered. Then a confused look came on your face.

"He looks so old.." You thought. He's in school? (For the sake of the fic, everyone is in school)

Apparently, he's quite popular. You heard the crowd cheering for him,

Aiku! Aiku!

More like who? You have no clue.

The game went on, the more you watched the more excited you got, even holding back yourself from standing up to say something. It's like watching TV shows but in real life. It was entertaining.

More players came to your view, one being familiar.

"I think I've seen him before by the lockers.." You thought to yourself.

The boy with a green strip in his hair, you remembered him at the lockers with a different girl each day. He's on the team? Wow. A player in both worlds..

Green strip got blocked by a team player, erm, he seems to be a Buddhist. You can't come up with any nicknames for them.

Yoichi noticed that green strip was stopped by the Buddhist, catching him off guard, so he turned to another player, Yukimiya.

You know Yukimiya, isn't he a model?

Yukimiya was now up against someone who reminded you of Nezu from Boku no Hero Academia!

Yukimiya doesn't waste time on Nezu or whatever his actual name is and breaks past him.

Well, Nezu wasn't playing because he caught up with Yukimiya.

Yukimiya lost the ball, which Seishiro caught onto it, or so he thought.

A player from the other team found his way behind Sei, he also looks very old. Is this a Senior house or a Football team, dang. Giving Seishiro no time to think or move, Aiku came and steals the ball from Sei.

A pout formed on your face.

Aiku passed the ball to none other than Sae. Everyone in the crowd went crazy for him as he ran with the ball, finally getting to show off his moves.

Hyoma caught on and began following him. He fall back, to form back their defense line, or something so.

But Sae passed the ball, making Hyoma's thoughts fail.

Sae passed it to some unknown person you have no clue about, and he looks uninteresting. More like an NPC. The unknown caught the ball but then..

Sparkle, Sparkle!

"ARYU..!" You silently cheered.

But then he passed the ball, ignoring the glamorous being.

Bleh, you thought, waste of sparkles.

Another player from the team, someone you've seen as well in school. Karasu? You think that's his name. He's a nice boy.

The player Karasu was up against passed the ball back to Sae. Karasu then realized that their have a problem.

Sae is completely open.

And in your eyes he looks so scary. Is football that serious..?

Hyoma came from behind as another player, the one who never shows his eyes, um Niko or something, thought they could trap Sae but Sae gently touched the ball, making a perfect pass for another player on his team.

He gets the ball and shoots right away. The goalkeeper, who looks quite nice, you wanna be his friend. Anyways, he caught onto the ball, blocking it from hitting the net.

All you knew was that the first goal went to the opposing team, thanks to Sae.

"He's really good.." You mumbled to yourself.

The crowd goes wild for them. Cheering from around was heard in your ears. But you know you're friends are the best in your head. They will and can do it!

So you ignored the chants that Sae got, you admire his skill, but your friends are what you're here for.

Friends you say.. So why all of a sudden your eyes landed on him? Your heart began to race, watching his movements.

He's so tall.. almost around Seishiro's height. You remembered your hugs, how will it feel to hug him? Your face grew warm, and that heart condition again.. it's back.

He looked so.. fine holding that ball. He looked so.. cool speaking to Yoichi. All on your mind was him.

You couldn't hear them but Anri and Ego were speaking to each other, something about plays being practiced. it didn't concern you.

Yoichi and Rin began the second round by throwing passes, ignoring the payers who came close.

You ignored everyone else as your eyes only followed him.

Heart racing, smile forming, eyes chasing, all for him.

So of course you noticed when he got a perfect opportunity to shoot. But instead, he continued to go forward, trying to mimic a certain goal from before. Sae's goal.

He could've done it, if it wasn't for that stupid ass goalkeeper- I mean what.

You sighed, rolling your eyes.

Second ball went to Yukimiya. Everyone in your mind was blurred out, only thinking about how they could've gotten a goal.

Yukimiya tried and got your hopes up but then, Aiku came and blocked.

Now an annoyed look was on your face.

Green strip got the ball, running up to shoot yet again, but got blocked BY EINSTEIN.

Now you understand the annoying groans you hear whenever someone is watching a football match.

You heard Yoichi screaming, calling Sei.

You began to focus, watching closely at your brother to see if he could score the goal.

Sei caught the ball but didn't shoot right away, he moved the ball using a lift trap, you don't know what that is, and brought it up to the air with him and with that Sei was perfectly in line to make a goal, which he did!

Your eyes light up and your mouth slightly open. The crowd didn't cheer, which caught you off guard by the silence, it seemed like they were processing it?

So when you decided to open your mouth to silently cheer, everyone joined in, scaring you as well.

You smiled brightly as you saw Sei plop on the floor, then shoot his fist in the air, as Yoichi and Hyoma ran up to him, cheering him on as well.

They jumped on him, causing you to laugh at their interaction, and noticed that everyone else on the team was pleased with Seishiro's goal.

Anri had cheered on with you. Ego on the other hand told you both to not get carried away by a goal. Hater.

He spoke more, saying a bunch of stuff you didn't really understand but you heard that Rin's improvisation was the one that caused it. He caused this to happen.

The game restarts and this time your eyes stay on him, he is up against Sae. You then realized something..

"Are they related?" You thought out loud. Anri heard you and nodded at your question.

"They're brothers."

Makes.. sense I guess.. Do long lashes run in the family?

You thought in your head, is she going to write a whole ass match? Who is she? ME. I'm not writing a whole ass match lols.

A lot of emotions ran through your body in that game. Especially when the second round came and that Shidou guy came. Thanks to him, your team had problems.

Rin got so focused, that his tongue was out, which turned you off a bit but admired his ability to focus.

What really caught you off guard was Shidou being turned on..

Reo had finally joined the field and you cheered on for him as well. His ability to copy what he sees is amazing, he even copied Sei.

But what really hyped you up was the last few minutes of the game. Everyone was on the edge of their seats, hearts racing and minds going blank, wondering who's going the score the last goal.

Yoichi Isagi of course, he's the one who scored!

After multiple attempts, the racing minds on the field. Sae versus Rin was on your mind as well, eyeing their every movement. Everything was intense on their field.

Rin had finally kicked the ball away from Sae, and it went up in the air.

Aiku thought he got it. Instead, Yoichi did.

Blue Lock's number 11 caught it and perfectly shot right into the net.

Ending the game right then and there.

3 - 4

Blue lock wins and the crowd goes wild, including them on the field.

Big smiles, everywhere, one on your face as you witnessed it.

But soon, it fell when you noticed that he.. Rin, wasn't happy?

You watched the small interaction between him and his brother, a small light came into his eyes but then, you don't know what Sae said as Rin became cold on the floor.

You felt bad for him.

You eyes went back to Yoichi as he was being pushed to do an interview. He looked so cute up there. You didn't really listen to his words, something about winning sum.

All is good, you guess.

Finally, they were in the locker room cheering. You walked in with Anri, and she began crying, it caught you off guard.

"I'm really proud of you guys." She muttered. You smiled at her until Ego came in and told her to stop crying.

But all eyes were on you.

"Y/N?" Meguru thought out loud. Oh right, they don't know you.

Your own friends came up to you as the others stayed back, watching the interaction.

Ego began speaking.

"Anri found a student to help around, it doesn't really concern me, it just makes the principal give me a rest." He simply stated.

"You're helping around?" Sei asked as you nodded.

"She even made you guys some snacks, as a congrats!" Anri added.

They already had their bottles with them, thank god, so all you had to do was share the sweets!

Green strip was first in line.

"Did anyone ever tell you that you're cute?" he asked you.

It caught you off guard.

"Um, not really.."

"Well take me as the first one to ever tell you that." He continued, taking the snack from you.

"The name is Eita Otoya by the way." He said walking away.

"Oh okay.." You muttered.

Weirdos..

Everyone took the snacks from you, starting up a conversation with you as they spoke about their match.

"How did you think it was?" Yoichi asked you.

You smiled brightly as he asked you it.

"I thought it was amazing, you looked super cool there!" You exclaimed, making a small Ultraman gesture, just for some giggles n shiggles.

Otoya caught onto it though, copying your gesture. Seems you two can be friends after all!

Everyone was having fun, besides Rin.

You excused yourself and took your sharing of the sweets. It was scary, but everyone here deserves a share, so silently you made your way towards the boy.

He doesn't seem to acknowledge you, completely ignoring the commotion around him.

Taking that into consideration, you don't try to start any conversation with him, just placed the sweets next to him, then ran back to your friends.

"Oh right, that reminds me.." Meguru started, once he saw the gesture you did.

"What?" You asked.

Then suddenly all of your friends' eyes were on you.

"Um.."

EITA OTOYA (17) :

A laid-back person who you sometimes joke around with. He openly flirts with you but you ignore him. You both love Ultraman, ultra friends now you guess?

9 // 11

note: in the manga when otoya did the ultraman gesture made me all giggly LMAO so i added it OH erm for the next chapter the second half is kinda based off the ending song for clannad bc i was rewatching clannad around the time i wrote the chapter aha.

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[lizardlicks]

Momo surprise

“I’m a little worried about Momo,” Aang said to his friends as they gathered around the morning campfire and started preparing for their day. “He’s been acting kind of off lately.”

The lemur in question was fussily nosing around Aang's abandoned bedroll in tight circles. As the group of teens watched, he laid down in a curl, chirped unhappily then got up and resumed tugging and scratching at the bedding. “How can you tell?” Sokka asked. He was by no means a lemur behavior expert. To him all of Momo’s actions were strange. It was possible that Aang's Avatar-ness gave him some kind of spirit connection to flying lemurs. Unlikely, but still possible.

“He doesn’t have as much energy, even though he’s sleeping more.” Aang explained, frowning. “You don’t think he’s sick, do you?”

“Maybe it’s the climate?” Katara offered helpfully. She wasn’t a lemur expert either, but she and Sokka had struggled the first few weeks with adjusting to the Earth Kingdom’s warmer weather. As far as she or anybody else knew, Momo has lived his entire life in the towering, windswept peaks around the Southern Air Temple, so maybe the sudden change had affected him too, she reasoned. 

“It’s because you’ve been giving him too many treats,” Sokka told Aang matter-of-factly. Lemurs were outside of his wheelhouse, but he'd helped the older boys with conditioning the polar dogs for sled pulling every fall. Spoiled pups turned lazy and fat, a hard lesson to learn for the littler children who only wanted to express their love.

“You think so?” Aang looked contrite.

“Yup,” Sokka said as he reached to snag a piece of star berry off the board Katara was using to prepare their breakfast. He snatched his hand back with a squawk when she smacked him.

“He is looking a little pudgy, Aang,” Katara said without taking her eyes off the food. Poaching brothers were too wily to be given that kind of an opening.

“Monkey feathers. I just can’t resist him when he gives me The Eyes.”

“I know,” Katara agreed. “He’s weaponized his cuteness.” “You’re going to have to.” Sokka nimbly dodged a sister elbow, but he still didn’t quite manage to snag any tidbits from Katara’s pile of fruit. “It’s for his own good.”

Momo, apparently noticing he was being talked about, finally abandoned the bedding to perch on Katara’s knee. “No, bad lemur!” She snatched her cutting board up and held it over her head. “No more extras for you!”

Sokka whooped in victory as he snagged a slice of moon peach and popped it into his mouth before Katara could adjust her defenses. “You’re on a diet, mister,” he informed the lemur as he sucked the juice from his fingers.

Momo chittered and pinned his ears back.

“Sorry, buddy,” Aang said regretfully as he scooped Momo up and tucked him into the crook of his elbow. “I already gave you a big handful of lychee nuts when you woke me up, you’re gonna have to wait until lunch time for more food.”

Aang could never quite tell just how much human speech Momo understood, but the lemur appeared to grasp something about the situation. He curled his tail around and grasped it anxiously, cooing at Aang with all the force of The Eyes that one tiny flying mammal could muster.

Aang held strong. For all of three seconds. “Okay... well. Maybe a couple berries wouldn’t hurt?”

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“AAAAAANG!”

The young monk bolted upright in his bedroll at the sound of his name, startled out of a sound sleep. Sokka was loud. Loud and very upset.

“What!? What is it?” He blinked several times, then rubbed at his face, trying to get his eyes to focus on anything distinct before he realized the reason he couldn't see anything was because dawn was still hours away. The moon hung in the sky, a crescent barely thicker than a thumbnail, with no light to offer. Hedgegoosebumps broke out across his arms. Aang hugged himself as the night pressed in, suddenly no longer a sheltering veil, but full of hidden threat from enemies he couldn’t see. 

The sleeping lump to his right rustled and shifted as Katara sat up in her bed roll. “Sokka-haaah,” her voice stuttered, breaking off with a yawn. “What's wrong?”

“What's wrong? What’s wrong!?” Sokka was rapidly climbing in pitch with each repetition. “Why don’t you look at this situation and tell me, huh?”

“Uhh.” Aang squinted into the dark and tried to make sense of their camp. Appa was still peacefully snoring several yards away, completely oblivious to the sudden chaos. Katara was wiggling and shuffling her way out of her sleeping bag, growling unflattering things at Sokka under her breath, and Sokka. Sokka was standing in the middle of their sleeping circle. He looked like he was holding something, but Aang could not for the life of him see what it was.

“We can't see anything without light, Sokka,” Katara groused. She finally won her struggle with her sleeping roll and started patting around for her bag. “You couldn't have lit a fire before you started yelling loud enough to alert the Fire Lord himself?”

“Oh, gee, why didn't I think of that! Could it possibly be because I'm dealing with Aang's mess over here!?”

Aang didn't remember leaving a mess. In fact he'd been careful to pack up everything before turning in for the night just in case they had to make a quick getaway. A few too many lost supplies had trained him quickly.

“What are you talking about?” He asked while stretching, less alarmed now that he knew Sokka was just. Well, being Sokka. They weren't being attacked, there was no life or death situation he had to fight through in the pitch dark.

Katara, having retrieved some kindling from her pack, scooted over to their banked campfire and began to poke the coals awake. She had apparently given up any hope of going back to sleep until her brother was sorted out. Even Appa was starting to rumble awake with the commotion.

“You said Momo was a boy!” Sokka hissed. 

Aang. Blinked. “Yeah?” he said, uncertainty clouding his mind. He must still be dreaming, why would Sokka wake up the whole camp to debate their pet’s gender?

“Then explain this!” Sokka shoved his cupped hands out, away from the protective shield of his body, just as the fire flared with a pop and Katara's satisfied grunt.

Cradled in between his palms, fur still sodden and sticking, was the teeniest, tiniest lemur Aang had ever seen.

[fluloa]

Could you possibly write something with a human or Avatar reader + Jake and Tsu'tey?

I love the idea of the possessive love triangle that leads into competitive sex with the reader in the middle 🤭

juuuust thinking abt them fighting over you while they both fuck your brains out. screaming

warnings — threesome, degradation, praise, basically being used as a cocksleeve, overstim, bit of crying, both boys getting pussy drunk FERAL

“Ooh— girl, that’s it. Squeeze just like that, sweetheart,” Jake dazes. You’re sat in his lap, legs whipped open and up in the air with his arms supporting them lazily, fucking you slow and steady with the fat of his cock.

Tsu’tey is in front of you, massaging and licking and kissing at your breasts like some juicy, ripe fruit that he just can’t get enough of. “What a whore of a woman,” he throatily grumbles. “Taking two men at the same time and enjoying it.”

You whine at his cruel words, head tilting back as his teeth grazes the skin of your left breast, then skimming up to swirl his hot tongue around your wet nipple.

“Oh, come on, Tsu’tey,” Jake pants, giving a lazy kiss to your sweat-glistened neck. “Bein’ a good woman for us, huh, sweet girl? Mmph, pussy’s good too, gonna have me cummin’ quick.”

Your hips twitch against him, choking out a moan when his cock hits a deeper spot than before.

“She’ll be full with your baby,” Tsu’tey spits out, giving the middle of your breasts a sloppy kiss. You whimper, walls convulsing around Jake and he laughs, the sound breathy and hot.

“Oh, she liked that. Like the thought of that, baby? Baby with a baby. Gonna be my baby with a baby, hm?” Jake groans, his fingers digging into the perky bone of your hips.

Tsu’tey grunts, shifting his hands to the curve of your waist. “My turn.”

“Nah-ah. Me first,” Jake insists, caging an arm over your tummy and digging his head into the back of your hair and into your hair to drag his point.

“You can have her mouth,” Tsu’tey bites back, attempting to reason but it doesn’t matter because he’s already snatching you from Jake, pulling you off his cock and you make a whine-filled noise at the loss of him.

“See? She’s crying for me. Aren’t you, my sweet girl?” Jake emphasises, a grin stretching at his mouth. Tsu’tey forcibly flips you on all fours, your face in line with Jake’s cock and your pulsing cunt in line with Tsu’tey’s body. The cold air bites at your opening, leaving you a panting, sloppy mess and both men appreciate the scene. Tsu’tey glides a hand along the curve of your ass, thumb pressing ruthlessly at your clit and it has you whining, practically begging for something bigger than that.

Then he grips at your hips, before teasing his cock around your entrance with a loose circle of his hips, and then he pushes in completely, filling you up heavy with the girth of his warm length. Jake watches the way your face contorts in pleasure, and a jealousy flares up his chest. “Hey, baby, eyes on me. You gonna take both of us? Gonna make me happy too?”

You nod lazily, head flopping down as your eyelashes flutter and you look so damn adorable and fuckable, he could bust a nut just at the view of you. But he doesn’t, and he grips your jaw, directing you to his angry tip that oozes clear, slightly glowed pre-cum.

“Looks good, huh?” Jake mumbles before begins to push your head lower, taking him into the sweet hot cavern of your mouth. “Ah, just suckle it, easy, easy… mm, there we go. Yeah, uh-huh, that’s a girl…”

Tsu’tey pushes the middle of your back down, creating an arch and he begins a pace, a pace that is tougher and less forgiving than Jake’s, a pace that has your elbows wobbling from underneath you. “Exkin," Tsu'tey breathes out. Tight.

"Warm too. Ain't that right? Huh, girl?" Jake tilts his head down to you, lowering you onto his cock pretending you can talk with it stuffed down your mouth. Tsu'tey slams his cock into your pussy, leading for a moan to erupt from your throat and vibrate against Jake's dick. He grunts, wiping hair out from your face and tucking it behind your ear. The sight of your perfect little lips wrapped tightly around his cock makes his head spin, makes it twitch in your mouth and as him threading his fingers through your tangled hair.

"Little moaning mess." Tsu'tey sighs, giving your thigh a slap and you jolt, dipping Jake's cock furthur down your mouth and the damp tip smacks the back of your throat. "So beautiful, and greedy, you're sucking me in hard. Loving my cock, mm?"

Jake chuckles under his breath, giving your chin a jolt upwards to see your face better. "She's lovin' mine more. Ain't that right, sweet girl? Say you love it more for me." He prods you, giving your cheek a single gentle pat like some sort of father giving his kid a piece of reassurance. You only produce a whimpery moan in response. "Taking that as a yes."

"I took it as a no," Tsu'tey murmurs and leans his head over to start trailing possessive kisses down the upper of your back, leaving a trail of spikey goosebumps on his way. "My cock is the one that's in her pussy."

Your ears perk up to the sound of a low growl vibrating from Jake's chest, and when you gather enough strength to look up, his eyes are darkened with fury. It is not easy to share a female amongst two men, especially if it's Jake and Tsu'tey. It's only a matter of time before things take an instinctive side. Only a matter of time before they start fighting over you.

You poor girl. You’re absolutely getting tossed around, and just trying to get a release when all they’re doing is snatching you away from the other man, and slipping their cocks into your sweet pussy before it gets whipped away from you again. And it’s a cycle. Jake’s cock is in you, and then nothing, then Tsu’tey’s is in you, and then nothing again. Acting like two vicious dogs fighting over a big, juicy bone.

“Had her first. She even wants me more, look at this face,” she grabs at your chin with his thick fingers, shoving your face up to Tsu’tey, shaking it a little and you can’t even bother to complain at the humiliation.

“That is a face of boredom. She needs me, not you!” Tsu’tey snaps, pushing Jake’s body and making him straight up fall onto his ass, straight into the dirt. As Tsu’tey prepares to take you from behind, fingers just grazing at your skin, Jake pounces onto him, tossing him aside. A hiss even leaves his mouth, caging your exhausted body in his arms as his dick slips half into your cunt.

You wonder if you’d ever be able to actually get fucked for more than ten seconds now.

[kxmikomrade]

Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry! I didn't know you didn't write for f!reader.

So, could I request headcanons of Isagi, Bachira, Rin, Reo, and Sae with a Gn! Reader who's a cheerleader?

🍁˖࿐ Cheerleader! S/O - Isagi, Bachira, Rin, Reo, Sae

╰┈➤Hcs of them with a Cheerleader! s/o! (not the stereotype i think? im guessing u meant the sport since i heard its hard) Genre: Fluff and crack? Gn!reader or Any gender Warnings: Swearing obviously, kinda short so theres that, not proof read Waiter's Notes: Hello lovely!! its alright dear :)) just make sure to read the req page/rules next time ^^ Kinda short since im forgetful, the only cheerleading movie ive watched was like over a year ago and too lazy to do research

Masterlists Req Page/Rules

MAD RESPECT

He has ALOT of respect for you in general but this? it just tenfolded bro

Tries to come to all your competitions!! and vise versa, unless your competition times overlap :'D

Comes to your practices too <3

Always makes sure to bring snacks and drinks for you

Keeps track of your diet if you have one, but ALWAYS makes sure that you arent pushing yourself too much

Coming to his games with your team/friends to cheer!

He would be SOOOOOOOOO flustered but cmon, he looks ADORABLE when he is <3333

VERY SUPPORTIVE AND GOOFY!!!

He stops by your practice and tries to do your routine, it ends up in a mess and your coach is scolding you both LMAO

But he only had good intentions!

He wanted to take your mind off things like the competition since he knows it makes you nervous, and nervous you is well- not the best you 😭😭

again, he BRAGS to anyone and EVERYONE. about you and how youre so cool doing all those tricks and things ykyk!!

He probably drags isagi to watch your competitions tbh

When you come to watch his matches and cheer, he has the BIGGEST smile ever!! 🥹🥹

Its basically like shoving 5kg of sugar into his mouth, hes so energetic and motivated now <3

guys theres literally a reason why i didnt add him on the artist hcs and its bcs i genuinely think that he wont give a fuck 🧍

Like, you do cheerleading? okay cool👍

But for the sake of this hc then imma put all my brain juice into this one

Might come to your practices whenever he has spare time/he remembers and gives you either those nice energy drinks or some suspicious green fruit-vegetable shake 💀💀

But thats pretty rare

most of the time, you two meet up and do yoga/cool down together, maybe get icecream after bcs SCREW YOUR DIETS FOR ONCE ‼️‼️

If you come to his matches to cheer, then he would mostly be surprised because from the manga and light novel, no one really watched his matches

So he feels warmth blooming in his chest and subconciously works harder to score a goal

Its hard to find out which one of you two is the cheerleader tbh

deadass cheers MORE than you when it comes to your competitions no SHIT

also, your outift fees? covered. transportation fees? no need, get on his limousine. Props being too expensive? Honey no, 'Expensive' doesnt exist anymore remember?

He basically covers for everything you spend 🧍🧍

Im gonna bet on everything that you have this room in the mikage corp thats specifically for your private practices, like the one reo used to practice soccer

Pays his teammates to go with him to cheer you on your competitions 😭😭😭😭

Come to his matches to cheer and this guy will MELT

his teammates tease him for giving you the googly eyes LMAOOO

Unlike rin, this guy actually cares

kinda

well, more than rin, thats for sure <3

He's a busy guy so he mostly watches you on his phone

speaking of that, he has this album on his gallery thats just pics and vids and clips of you 😭

AND LET ME TELL YOU

IT TAKES UP LIKE 24GB OF HIS STORAGE 💀💀💀💀

Hes dedicated so atleast theres that 🤷😭

When you come to his matches, he might not see you at first bcs theres literally tens of thousands of people but when he does?

He performs a small gesture with his arm/s from a small routine you both came up with <33

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im sorry dis is short, i literally dont know wat else to write 😭😭😭

[quimichi]

@lucienbarkbark yeah cause i know you so fucking well to remember you gave me a FUCKING LIST OF CHARACTERS YOU'D FUCK FROM 1-50 TILL YOU SAID YOU WERE TO LAZY TO ADD MORE. And at the top 10 we're Zhongli and Wriothesley so :3

@ I love you, you're annoying. And it's the same for Zhongli

@ You IMMEDIATELY swooned over him cause....he's old. And handsome!

@ Treats you dinner, although he barely has money or even forgets it at home. He treats you a full meal. Almost daily too!

@ Walks you home cause hes a gentleman. And people can be weird ans creepy, he doesn't want his lil cute lover to be exposed to any danger.

@ knows that your social anxiety can be pretty bad, so he never forces you to go out. BUT he loves taking those long as walks with you throughout whole Liyue. Trust me, you will end up in Chenyu Vale somehow-

@ You are one he wants to share his memories with. And with you they're gonna be one hell of memories. You're a crazy bitch

@ would get you merch. Like recent obsession merch lol.

@ for some reason i don't have ANY idea what to put.

@ whenever he leaves for work, he leaves small notes for you to read. Such as: "Don't forget to bring the clothes in from the line" "I saw we were out of milk and fresh fruits, I will buy some once I finish work" and "Today you outshine even the sun with your glowing skin"

@ and if you ever leave notes behind for him, he'll answer them lol: "I went out, call me if there's a problem" - (Have fun my love, enjoy yourself)

@ nah cause thats cute

@ both of you take their time in the relationship. Wriothesley especially. It took him a long long while to ask you if you want to live with him in meropide

@ he would've understood your refusal but...You're alone, you don't really have to work and oh! You even get free food! Nah you were good

@ actually can and will handle your crazy ass with ease

@ oh and he does get a lil jealous with how you swoon for your 'husbands'. Cause how tf do you you have more stuff of them THAN FOR OR OF HIM???? nah disrespectful

@ but don't worry, he pays you for your merch anyways. Hes giving sugar daddy in disguise

@ LOVES LOVES LOVES when you decide to actually visit him and spend time with him in his office. He won't pay much attention cause...you're there, and you're pretty and so are your lips--

@ oh and if you ever need titties to suck on, take his ;) nah I'm not exposing you what?

[eris-snow]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐈𝐬 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠

✨Hero gala

Tags: fem!reader x bakugou, angst, bakugou's birthday series 2023

This gala was stupid.

Bakugou hates doing this shit. He glares at himself in the mirror, trying to find comfort in these restrictive garments meant for formal wear.

Gone are his slacks and repetitive tank top and in are shiny, polished shoes and a tigh dress shirt. Irritated, Bakugou releases a couple of the top buttons of the shirt to relieve at least some of the confinement the suit brought him.

It’s better, but he still feels like a caged animal.

The blond finally tears his eyes away from the mirror and slips his phone into his pocket, before stomping to the lift to meet everyone downstairs.

Stupid gala…he’s gonna feel like a sleep-deprived panda tomorrow with how little sleep he’s going to get. He doesn’t mind giving up a few hours of his precious slumber, but he’d appreciate it if it wasn’t right smack in the middle of the examination period.

If he all he meets are heroes dolled up in dresses and suits wearing fake smiles and sugary voices, then he wants a refund, because there’s no way in the ever-loving hell that he’s gonna sit there and—

The elevator dings, and his eyes shoot up from the ground to meet whoever decided to join his lonely trip down to the ground floor. A dress swishes into the lift, the colours of Sakura blossoms.

You.

Instantly, he locks eyes with you, and his heart stutters in his chest.

He takes back everything he was thinking and tosses it out of the imaginary window.

Fuck, you look hot as hell.

Bakugou has only ever seen you with that semi-neat hairstyle you wear to school. Most of the time, he sees you with a messy bun, one of the only ways to keep your hair out of your face. But now, your hair's tied in a beautiful French braid, face adorned with whispy pink eyeshadow and raspberry red lipstick.

God dammit.

"Hey," You greet, eyes twinkling as he stares at you, starstruck.

"Hey yourself," Bakugou says dumbly, finally dragging his eyes away from you to glare hotly at the metal doors of the lift. "Dress looks good on you, Sunshine."

"Suit looks good on you too, Bakugou," You smile, radiant and genuine.

He's gonna fucking die.

--

"A few years ago, I actually stopped a villain from robbing a jewellery store while I was on patrol. It really taught me how to be-" Bakugou had to restrain rolling his eyes at the hero's blabbering. What did he think it was? Father and son bonding time?

The blond knew the drill with these kinds of conversations. I used to think yadda yadda, then yadda yadda happened to me, I learnt yadda yadda from this incident, yadda yadda yadda yadda.

Yep. Bakugou wants a blood refund, an exit ticket and his warm, comfortable bed.

He excuses himself as politely as possible and ducks over to the buffet table, yanking a plastic cup to fill it with fruit punch. He needs a fucking drink.

"You too?" A voice interrupts his angry downward spiral.

Bakugou gives you a lazy side eye midway through his drink. You're there too, leaning against the wall in that pretty little dress he picked out for you. "If you mean these heroes tryna preach about their entire life history, then yes, Sunshine. I'm having the time of my life over here."

"I can see the excitement practically oozing out of your face, Bakugou. Could've fooled me." You sip your drink with a straight face, humouring him.

He smirks at you, mood already lifting. "I'm guessing I'm not the only one who wants to ditch."

You shrug bringing the punch away from your mouth. "Just trying to be as patient as I can. These heroes have been out in the field for a while now, there's much we can learn from them."

There you go again, being all optimistic and cheery. Bakugou almost can't stand it.

Almost.

" I can't deal with these sparkly people anymore." He announces to you, stalking over to the fruit punch bowl to refill his drink. "I'm taking a fucking break." It makes you crack a smile (one that makes Bakugou's heart do summersaults), as you push yourselves of the wall. "I'm gonna go back." You say, punch in hand. "See you around."

You only make it a few more steps before he's calling you all over again. "Sunshine."

You stop and turn.

Bakugou's eyes meet yours. "Tell me if you ever manage to learn something from them, yeah?"

That beautiful smile adorns your lips again as you nod. "Right."

Bakugou watches you with piercing eyes as Midoriya stops you halfway, smiling broadly as he converses with you excitedly about what Bakugou presumes is the Heroes here.

Right, this is probably paradise for the hero-obsessed nerd.

He takes a sip of his drink, about to tear his eyes away from you...

And then a window shatters. One window turns into two, and then three and soon there are hordes of people threatening to enter the entire building.

Alarm bells blare loudly in Bakugou's head as he drops his drink onto the ground.

This is a god damn villain attack.

--

Well, at least something interesting happened at that goddamn ball.

With Shigaraki defeated, there's been a major decline in villains on the loose. However, some strays from the LOV that have yet to be captured are still stirring up havoc and plotting to kill All Might, along with some other dangerous villains, to disrupt the peace that all the heroes fought for.

That was how they got here. With the teenagers split up from the adults because the oh-so-powerful villains wanted to terrorise those of Class A to join their cause.

What a fucking joke.

But who was Bakugou to complain? He was getting bored of the washed-out heroes talking about their experiences he already read up about over the news. He'd rather them talk about anything else than their achievements of successful endorsements and how much their family gave up to get them this far.

He knows what that feels like already.

"Who the fuck are you?" Bakugou spits out, allowing tiny sparks to fly out of his hands as Kirishima hardens his arms. "And what the hell do you want?"

One of the 4 villains giggles, eyes glowing red. "Oh, I like you! I can't wait until you join our cause! I'm sure Boss would be so happy to have someone as dashing as you!"

"Toga 2.0" Bakugou grits out, clenching his fist, pausing. "Got it."

It was surprisingly difficult to take down all 4 of them. Kirishima was a good backup, so Bakugou didn't have to worry for him because he knew he could take care of himself.

The fight lasted longer than Bakugou could keep track, and by the end of it, his friend could barely stand. Bakugou had to admit his arms were aching like crazy as well.

His dress shirt was also completely seared off due to the over usage of his Quirk. Shame. He was just growing fond of it.

"Fucking losers," He jeers, giving the fallen villains a thumbs down to emphasise his point. "We'll never join your despicable league, assholes."

"Bakugou," Kirishima's voice rings through the empty hall, causing him to turn to his red-haired friend. "We should go check on the others. They-" He winces, flesh breaking and bleeding out after his Unbreakable. "They might have had it worse than us. I have a feeling Midoriya would break his bones again."

Bakugou straightens his back at the mention of his childhood friend, nodding his head. "Yeah. I hear sirens outside. Think the police finally showed up."

Come to think of it, where are you? When they got separated, the person he saw you talking to was

...Deku.

His blood pressure spikes. No way.

The ache in his muscles vanishes, and suddenly adrenaline is surging back as Kirishima and him bolt to a broken door frame. You have to be here somewhere, he doesn't believe that you'd get blasted out of the building like a human swatting a fly.

You have to be here.

And he's right, for the most part.

Because when he races downstairs and is finally reunited with his friends who are thankfully safe, he sees you, lying unconscious on a stretcher, with blood pooling from your limbs.

[tangerinesgf]

You Look Happier Pt.2

Tangerine x fem!reader

Summary: Tangerine left because he thought you’d be better off without him, but neither of you really moved on.

Tags/Warnings: language, jealousy, smut, bit of angst, cheating

Disclaimer: English is not my first language and I didn’t proofread it, cuz I'm lazy and really wanted to get this out there :)

A/N: this got a bit longer than I intended it to be, but I was having too much fun with it so I couldn’t help myself. Hope you like it too!!

18+ Minors DNI!!

Tangerine had been sure leaving you had been the right decision. It’s like he said on the night he left, what he had to offer you was no life, no matter how much he loved you. He still believed that. He also still loved you. 

That made the way you had talked to him sting ever more. You had every right to hate him. Tangerine certainly hated himself for leaving you, but he had seen no other option at that time. 

Of course you had moved on. He didn’t expect you to just wait around for him all your life in the hope that one day he would change his mind. Partially because up till one week ago, he’d never planned to. 

Yet here he was in his car outside of you apartment building, deciding if he ought to go in or not. Tangerine knows he shouldn’t, he left you. He had made that decision. Then how come he’s here, almost crawling back to you after he saw you with some guy that wasn’t him. Fucking hypocritical it is. 

He started at your window for another 10 minutes before finally giving in. Fuck it. If he was gonna do it he might as well get it over with. He slammed his car door shut and pulled his coat together, making his way over to the entrance of the building. 

As he walked up the stairs to your apartment he thought of what he was going to say, but by the time he was standing in front of your door his mind was still blank. 

He was about to knock on the door, finally having found the courage when he heard a voice coming up behind him.

“Hey.” Tangerine recognized the man from the pictures in your apartment. Your boyfriend. He looked okay, fancy with his grey suit and slicked back hair. Guess you had a type. 

��Hello.” 

“Can I help you?” 

Fuck, yeah... what was he doing here exactly?

“Uh, yeah, I used to be friends with your partner, thought I’d stop by, but if you’re busy I can always come back later.” Meaning never, Tangerine didn’t think he’d find the courage in himself to try this again. 

“Nonsense, we’re about to have dinner, I’m sure she’d love to see an old friend.” 

Great...he’s fuckin' polite too.

Tangerine gives him a smile he hopes doesn’t come off as forced and steps aside so the fancy prick can open the door. He just now realizes he doesn’t actually know his name. 

“I’m Richard by the way.” introducing himself as he walks inside.

“Tangerine.” he mumbled back, not really in the mood for any fruit related questions. 

At the reveal of his name, nothing happens on the man's face, no sort of recognition, suggesting he's never heard about Tangerine before. Meaning you'd never mentioned him, at least not by his name. He shouldn’t care, you were allowed to move on. That’s all Tangerine had wanted when he left, for you to find someone better then him.

Maybe you had referred to him as your 'arsehole ex'. He wouldn't blame you if you did.

However before Richard can respond, you walked into the living room, probably having heard the front door.  

"Hey, honey."

You immediately ran for your boyfriend, completely missing Tangerine standing awkwardly by the door as you hugged him.

The man pulled back to give you a kiss on your cheek, then gesturing to Tangerine who had to watch all of that while trying not to vomit.

"Look who I found at the front door."

The smile on your face fell instantly once your eyes landed on Tangerine.

"Tangerine?" You breathed out just loud enough for him to hear on the other side of the room.

Richard was still painfully obliviously to the situation at hand.

"Why don't you two catch up and I'll get supper ready, hopefully you made enough for 3."

"Oh that won't be necessary, love, Tangerine's not staying." You said looking straight into his eyes. "He has places to be, don’t ya Tan?"

He was gonna say yes and just leave. He really was, but apparently his brain had other plans. “Actually I’m free all night, darlin’.” 

'Darling' was whispered just loud enough so only you could hear it. You glared daggers at him, what in the hell was he up to?

"Wonderful.” Richard shouted from the kitchen.

Dinner was one of the hardest things he’d ever had to sit through. It was in moments like this Tangerine wished he had better social skills. He had to admit you were fairly good at pretending the two of you were actually old friends, painfully good. 

Richard was probably one of the nicest guys he’d ever met. God knows he wouldn’t have just let an old friend who also happened to be a guy visit you out of the blue. There was always a reason beyond just catching up, Tangerine himself was the perfect example of that. 

He should be happy for you, he couldn’t imagine that the prick wasn’t giving you everything you deserved and more. But seeing the two of you looked at each other and the way he kept his hand firm on your thigh he couldn’t help but think that it should be him. 

His jealousy is acting up again and he hates it. Both you and Lemon told him he should talk to someone, but he never did. He didn’t need it without you. The longer the night went on the more frustrated he got. The kissing and stomach-churning pet names were driving him fuckin’ insane.

Just as he went to put his arm around you again, Tangerine’s self-restraint broke.

"Will you quit fuckin' doing that?" He regretted it the moment the words left his mouth. He couldn’t help it, it just slipped out. Richard just stared at him in confusion, while you on the other hand

“Tangerine, can I talk to you? In private.” you said, wrangling yourself out of Richard’s grip to stand up.

He was sure you could see the frustration on his face, not quite sure how Richard didn’t notice since Tangerine felt like he was about to explode. 

“Of course, yeah.” 

He followed you to your bedroom, waiting until you locked the door behind you. 

“What the fuck is wrong with you? You look like you’re about to burst a fucking vein.” At that moment it looked like you yourself might burst one, clearly agitated by his childish behavior. 

“What's wrong with me?! That fucker is holding onto you like he fuckin' owns you.” Tangerine knows he has no right to be bothered by it, but he can’t help it. 

“We’re dating, Tan, you used to do the exact same thing, remember?” you said matter-of-factly. 

He did in fact remember that. God did he miss the feeling of you tucked into his side as the two of you fell asleep on the couch to your favorite show.

“Yea, but he’s not me.” Tangerine stated as he took a step towards you. 

“The fuck is that supposed to mean?” 

“It means, love, that every time that prick touches you I want to cut his fuckin’ arms off.” Another step.

Tangerine slightly lifted your chin up with his hand. You didn’t recall when he had gotten so close to you. For a moment you stay like that, a loud silence filling the room. 

The next moment his lips were on yours, kissing you hard. His hands roamed all over you from your hair to the curves of your body. There were no words that could describe how much he missed this. Missed you.

For a moment you allowed yourself to kiss him back, getting lost in the way his lips felt on yours. It was too long before you fully registered what was happening. Too long before you finally pushed Tangerine away from you.

“The hell was that?” You tried to get your breathing under control as you backed away from him.

Tangerine could tell you were trying to come off as angry, but found it impossible to take you seriously. Your lips were slightly puffed and your cheeks were red. Hair messed up from where he had grabbed at it before. God you were beautiful.

“Tangerine, why did you come here?” 

“Because I thought I could move on, that I could forget about ya, but it’s been 2 years and I still think about you every single day.” You could tell from the way he’s looking at you that it’s true, but that didn’t change anything. He still left you. 

"You have no right." You scoffed. 

"You can't just come in here and expect me to throw away my entire life for you after you left me!” You said, careful not to yell too loud. 

“You don't think I know that? You think I like being like this, love?” Tangerine stepped closer again. You tried to back away, but were met with the wall behind you.

“Stop calling me that.” 

Tangerine was now hovering over you, trapping you between his body and the wall. “I tried so fuckin’ hard not to love you, to let you go, but the truth is that I can’t. I need you.”

“Well that’s too bad for you, ‘cause I have.” You could feel Tangerine staring directly at you, but you refused to make eye-contact knowing you could never resist those demanding eyes of his.

"Have you?” 

“Yes.” you breathed out, still looking at the ground beneath you.  

“Didn’t feel like that from the way you kissed me just a second ago.” He brought his hand to your face again, lifting you chin up forcing you to make direct eye contact with him. 

“Now you be honest with me, when he touches you, is it his face you see or mine?” Tangerine’s eyes never leave yours as one of his hands slides down your body and starts undoing your belt, the other still cupping your face.

“Tan, we can’t.” your breathing became more ragged as he continued to roam his hands over you, purposely ignoring his question. This was wrong, so fucking wrong. Your boyfriend was innocently waiting in the living room while your ex was trying to finger fuck you against the other side of the door.

“Tell me to stop and I will.” his hands gently pushed your pants down to give himself better access. 

You should tell him to stop, you know that, but no words came out of your mouth as he continued to pushed your panties aside. He raises his eyebrow asking for permission to continue as if he didn’t already have you wrapped around his ringed finger. 

Tangerine took the moan that escaped from your lips when his fingers ghosted over your clit as a cue to continue. You threw you head back against the wall as he slowly pushed one digit inside you. 

“Fuck, love, you’re already so wet for me.” his mouth went to your exposed throat kissing and sucking on it lightly. Before he could even think about leaving a mark you managed to push him away, only to drag him back pulling his lips to meet yours. 

After lazily pumping his finger in and out a few times he added a second without warning, whimpers forcing their way past your lips. You could feel the rings on his fingers against your sensitive skin every time his fingers thrust back into your cunt, hitting that perfect spot every single time. 

You had been doing a decent job at keeping quiet until Tangerine decided to see how far he could go and added a third finger into your folds. And if that wasn’t already driving you over the edge he crooked his finger inside you, dragging them along your walls. 

A loud moan escaped from you mouth and Tangerine’s other hand immediately came up to cover it, but giving no indication that he was going to slow down his movements. 

“Shh, can’t have your boyfriend hearing your pretty little sounds now, can we?” 

But apparently Richard had already heard something, because not seconds later there was a knock on the door. Tangerine slowed his pace, but not completely stopping, as you waited for what would come next. Luckily you had remembered to lock the door behind you. 

“You two alright in there?” he called through the door.

“Yeah we’re good, we’ll be right out.” You hoped you sounded convincing enough. You knew Tangerine was loving this, the way you tried to hide how fucked out you already were from just his fingers. 

“Good girl.” he praised after he heard your boyfriend walk away from the door.

There was something so thrilling about almost getting caught, right now it only made you want Tangerine more. You felt your climax getting closer and closer as he picked up where he left off thrusting in and out your cunt at an unforgiving pace. 

Apparently Tangerine could sense your upcoming orgasm too as his fingers started dragging along your walls impossibly faster, he knew exactly how to get you off and you fucking hated it. Hated how you’re supposed to be over him, but still allowed this to happen. 

Every single one of those thoughts left your mind as the pleasure of your orgasm took over. There was nothing on your mind except him and the way he was making you everything you hadn’t felt in years. Tangerine slowed his pace as he helped you ride out your high.

“That’s it, love, did so well for me.” he continued to whisper praises into your ear as you tried to get yourself back together. 

After a while he pulled his fingers out and you whined at the empty feeling they left behind. Before you could even get your breathing under control Tangerine brought his fingers, still covered in your juices, up to your mouth. Knowing where he was going with this you opened your mouth and starting to suck them off.

After he was satisfied he walked over to the bathroom connected your bedroom, grabbing some paper towels to clean you up. By the time he was done, you started to get your common sense back, realizing what you had just done. 

“Fuck.” 

A/N: decided to make a part 3 and perhaps a part 4 to this, because I have too many ideas :) 

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ROUND 2C, MATCH 5 OUT OF 8!

Propaganda Under the Cut:

Saki:

Psychic goth girl who was cast as Cinderella in a school play. The play was so poorly cast overall that the entire script had to be rewritten, thus “Cinderella-ish” was born. Hanajima played a Cinderella dressed in all black, and when confronted by the fairy godmother, she simply wished for meat.

idk if this is what you meant by 'acting' as Cinderella but in-universe she got cast as Cinderella in the school play, and the characters ended up re-writing the entire play to work around her because she was too Goth and disinterested to play a classic Cinderella character.

She plays the best version of Cinderella. All she cared about was going to the ball for the barbecue. The episode she's in is a really good one as well.

Overall Saki is not a Cinderella character, but you did say we could submit them if they were Cinderella in an in-universe play, and that she was! In Season 2 Episode 23 "It's Cinderella-ish", her class puts on a production of Cinderella and she ends up getting cast as the titular role, which a lot of other characters think is crazy because she's this straight-faced, emotionally-repressed, exclusively-wears-black kinda girl. Also her best friend Tohru (the anime's protagonist) gets cast as an evil stepsister, and she's one of the sweetest people ever and has so much trouble being mean to Saki even fakely and vice versa. Of course, Saki has no problems being rude to the Prince Charming character in the play, played by Kyo, a guy who's sweet deep down (but only to Tohru and his adoptive father) but is other wise a hot head who's always getting into fights. So between Saki as Cinderella having a genuine love for her stepsister and a general animosity with the prince, in addition to the fact that when she goes to the ball, all she wants to do is eat, not mingle, she makes for a very interesting Cinderella.

so this shoujo series has a storyline where the class puts on a Cinderella play but instead of the heroine playing Cinderella, shenanigans happen that lead to the heroine's goth best friend, Saki Hanajima, aka Hana-chan, aka Demon Queen, playing the lead role. Hana-chan's Cinderella dresses in all black against the wishes of the play's director, does not give 2 shits about the prince, and is just a general menace to society. I know she's probably not gonna win but I just wanted to share her with all of you bc I love her and the Cinderella-ish arc is to this day some of the funniest shit I've seen in a manga

their high school class decided to randomize who played which characters in their production of Cinderella & the creepy goth girl got cast as Cinderella & her painfully kind-hearted bestie got cast as the evil stepsister (among other mismatched roles) so they rewrote the play into "Sorta Cinderella" & Cinderella became a deadpan, lazy girl who only wants the best for her darling step-sister & who only went to the ball for the food.  in the end, instead of marrying the prince she takes his money & opens a restaurant with her sister & I love that for them <3

Mettaton:

The dress the voice the malicious intent to kill you what else could you want

i think it's awesome that this cinderella's fairy godmother is a mad scientist who made him into a sexy robot

[shadowx16]

The Hollow: Bad Ice Cream AU

They are here, they are ice creams! Oh no! THEY’VE BEEN ICECREAMIFIED!!!!! Dx

This was really fun to make since I had the idea for a while now since mid June, I hope you like them too as much as I do :3

Fun Facts:

Adam, Kai, Reeve, Vanessa and skeet were different flavors before I decided to change them to be color coded (somewhat color coded)

Adam was originally chocolate ice cream

Kai was originally vanilla ice cream

Reeve was going to be dark chocolate ice cream (yes, it’s a real flavor, I wonder what it tastes like :|c)

Skeet was gonna be mint chocolate chip but I decided sorbet ice cream fits him well

And Vanessa was the original strawberry ice cream before I gave that role to Kai

The reason why I switched Kai to be strawberry ice cream was thanks to this image:

After that I figured strawberry fit him best cause he would probably eat strawberry ice cream when he gets the chance to buy some

Kai has strawberry seeds as freckles in his face and shoulders (because I like the headcanon that Kai has freckles)

His hair is made of strawberry syrup with the black dots being seeds, like that one strawberry syrup that is pretty transparent that looks very pretty when you put it on ice cream

Adam also has the seeds treatment, just with chocolate chips :v

they are on his hair and shoulders just like Kai’s strawberry seeds, except there are less of them

The hollow logo in adam’s chest is made of chocolate syrup (it was too iconic to remove)

Mira’s hair was going to be blue like her body but it wouldn’t be that noticeable so I made it pink, bubblegum ice cream is usually depicted with blue and pink colors so that’s where I got it from :>

Mira is taller than Kai by one or two inches, because Mira being slightly taller than Kai is funny to me xd

Kai is the smallest out of everyone (lmao he short XD)

The reason why I switched skeet to be sorbet ice cream was because I headcanon he would rather eat sorbet ice cream than regular ice cream

he thinks sorbet ice cream is underrated

sorbet ice cream can be any flavor and this skeet would be passion fruit flavored, his hair is also made of sorbet and is mango flavored

Skeet is the tallest out of everyone (he a tall boi)

Reeve was gonna be dark chocolate flavored but then I changed my mind cause his locs wouldn’t be as noticeable (trust me, I tried)

Reeve’s hair is made out of bacon, the bacon is fried (might as well put a fried egg on top of his head)

He was also gonna have little bacon pieces on his shoulders like Kai and Adam but I thought of that after I finished coloring him (I’ll probably add those later if I draw them again)

I headcanon reeve would be disgusted at the idea of bacon ice cream, but at the same time would be like “but what if it taste good tho? >:/c”

bacon ice cream is a real ice cream flavor, I’m not joking you can search it up

Adam, Kai, and Reeve have orange lips, while skeet, mira, and vanessa have pink lips

Vanessa’s hair and eyebrows are made of licorice

I know her hair doesn’t look like licorice but I got lazy so I’ll give it more detail if I draw her again my apolocheese

If you were to eat any part of their bodies they would simply regenerate to their original state

The vanilla and chocolate ice creams are Tyler and Iris

Nisha doesn’t get to be an ice cream flavor cause 1. There are only 8 ice cream flavors, and 2. I don’t like her that much xd

maybe I will turn her into an ice cream one day, we’ll see how nice I am :V

Sorry for writing a bible verse for you to read I got a little too silly :3c ok I’ll get out of your hair now byeeeeee

[skatingbi]

Yeah im...gonna expand on my Ace lives AU more bc im drinking that good ole copium :')

Too lazy to make this gramatically correct so accept my random word vomit!

At marineford, luffy is screaming for a doctor or literally anyone who can help ace. He knows ace isnt dead, he cant be, because he promised. A brother doesnt break promises. By some miracle, him, ace, and jimbei escape to Law's ship because hes there and a doctor. He offers to help the three of them.

Neither luffy or jimbei question it. They drop in and jimbei, being the least injured, helps law get them to his operating room. Luffy refuses treatment until Ace is at least stable. Law is not nearly willing enough to put up with luffy but he gets to Ace first anyways. After maybe 10 hours (or more, lets face it ace was a fucking mess) Law emerges and says ace is stable enough to where he wont die on the spot. He cant guarantee his survival though.

Thats enough for luffy. The shock and adrenaline from Iva's devil fruit powers catches up shortly after and he passes out.

When Luffy wakes up, its a few weeks later. Ace is still in a coma, but Law guarantees that Ace is stable enough to live through it. He forces them both in recovery by resting, and Jimbei looks after luffy at the request (orders mostly) or Law.

"No extreme activity, strawhat. I mean it. If you open up your wounds again you will die." Law states plainly.

Luffy still runs away. This time its still the same PTSD flashback but with so much more anger. Ace lived but barely. How is he meant to be the pirate king when he's so weak. Thats when Jimbei steps in just like in the canon storyline, telling him how he's clouded by what he cant do and instead needs to focus on what he can do and who else he has with him. Luffy breaks down then, and jimbei lets luffy hold onto him for comfort. He recognizes that he's just a kid. He's been traumatized so much in only a few months and he's figured his childhood was pretty rough and thats added to it as well.

When jimbei talks with law privately about this, law agrees. Theres not much they can do since they dont know luffy well enough, but they give him space to heal while also making sure luffy doesnt hurt himself. Jimbei is tasked with watching luffy, just as he promised ace he'd do.

So lets fast forward a few more weeks and Ace wakes up. Ace is in a lot of pain. Like, a lot. But he reassures luffy he'll get through this. When luffy tells ace whats been going on, his older brother looks so serious and he hasnt seen that look since they were kids.

"Luffy, promise me one thing," Ace says with a firm tone leaving no room for interruption, "Promise me you'll never, and I mean never, hurt yourself like that again." And when ace finishes talking luffy cries again.

"I will, I will, Im so sorry Ace just please dont leave me-" And ace hugs him as best as he can in his condition. Luffy promises. And now ace can rest easy as an older brother.

When luffy goes with Rayleigh, Ace has to stay with law on the ship because he's unable to be relocated. Luffy only relents when ace promises not to get hurt, and law will take care of him. Law tells luffy that ace still wont be able to move much for a long while, maybe even a year. But luffy is okay with that as long as Ace is alive and well. He'll get stronger so he can protect ace just like how ace protected him.

So the timeskip happens. Law drops ace off with luffy and they board boa hancock's ship to go to sabaody archipelago. The entire sequence with the imposter strawhats is kind of the same except for when ace nearly blows his cover to kick their asses but luffy stops him.

"Theyre not worth your time, ace. Plus, I really want you to meet my nakama!" is what he says after he realizes theyre imposters. Ace is stunned by luffy's rare show of maturity and listens. He still complains, though.

When they arrive at the ship Luffy is thrilled to meet his nakama again and i think it'll be fucking hilarious for them to meet ace because what if the military says ace is dead in the newspapers? I mean, theres no way he survived, right? Luffy just took ace's body to bury it. Thats the story they put in the paper and luffy doesnt correct them.

So, the crew are like "hey luffy whos your friend?" and luffy is like "oh thats my brother!" and ace removes the hood of his disguise to wave.

"WHAT!?!" is all thats heard and chaos breaks out. Because what the fuck? Ace is dead??? Or he was but now hes here???

"Nah, they just wrote that because i shouldnt have survived, but here I am!" Ace replies and laughs at the crew's confused and stunned expressions. So when ace says he's sticking around with them, they just nod. Nobody really protests. Its surprising, but they know Ace would die for luffy and they share that sentiment as well.

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━ Sensory Lovers| Neteyam x oc FF

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✠ ━━━━━━━ Chapter 2

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"Get up kids! Start getting ready!"

Neytiri shouted from outside.

Tired groans can be heard from the sleeping children, tossing their bodies around and basically doing anything but opening those sleepy eyes. Even though they always go to bed early so they can get enough sleep, lifting the mightiest mountain in Pandora seems like an easier task for Neytiri and Jake than getting them out of their beds.

"Tuk move your feet," Lo'ak whined in annoyance, shoving his little sister's leg off his face. She rolled over, now doing the same thing to Neteyam.

"C'mon Tuk..." Neteyam tapped her ankle, he's laid flat on his back with his eyes closed, too lazy to actually move her.

"I told you she'd do it again, but your weak ass fell for her puppy eyes. Next time she sleeping with mom and dad, I don't wanna hear it." Lo'ak said after yawning and stretching his body.

Tuktirey was unresponsive to his complaints for a moment, so she could turn to Neteyam and apologize before returning her focus to him.

"As if you don't blabber in your sleep, weirdo. I was using my leg to shut you up." She remarks.

"First of all, I've never in my life done that crap. Second, nobody wants your stinkin' feet on their face, that's totally disgusting!" With a disgusted facial expression, he pointed out.

"Oh please, you must've been smelling yourself, not my feet! I don't think you even took a shower yesterday, ya nasty!"

"Why you—I did shower. I was the one who gave you one, you ungrateful smart mouth!"

"Lo'ak hush, you're literally arguing with a 7 year old. It's too early for this." Kiri says, rolling her eyes.

"I'll argue with a 7 year old if she's this disrespectful, I don't care."

"Fine, I don't want your big head to give me one today. I want Teyam to!"

Lo'ak waved her off. "Whatever. I wouldn't do it anyway."

"And I'm telling on you for breaking dad's camera, I saw you." Tuk stuck her tongue out at him.

"Snitch."

"Teyam, help me. Lo'ak is a big jerk and he's bullying me." She poked his left cheek.

"Gimme a few minutes, yeah?"

"Sure."

She stayed silent for a while then started shaking him, "Okay, minute's over!"

"I'm up, ma'am, I'm up," He gave her a tired smile.

Now fully awake, Neteyam was able to stand up while carrying Tuk in his arms and twirling her in an effort to lighten her mood just a little. Nope, she persisted in grumbling about how much of a bully Lo'ak actually is, thus it didn't quite work as he'd hoped. He would chuckle at the name-calling and false accusations that she'd make randomly, admitting in his mind that their brother was right to call her out on having a sharp tongue. Obviously, he was aware that she wasn't being sincere and will quickly forget about their 'fight'.

She loves him no matter what.

And his point was proven much sooner. He offered Tuk a drink of water and helped her do her daily morning routine before asking Lo'ak to lend her a hand with her hair and the new accessories that Neytiri gave her so that he could get ready as well. Lo'ak grumbled under his breath but still complied.

"I'm gonna make lots of friends! I hope they like me..I'm nice so why wouldn't they?"

Kiri gave them some of the fruits she went to get in their parents storage space. "Just stay out of trouble, we don't wanna give mom and dad more stress than they're already going through."

"Yeah that's Lo'ak's job, I listen to my mom and dad."

"I'm sitting right here."

"We can see that." Tuk simply bite into the piece of fruit, her comeback made Kiri laugh.

"We cAn SeE tHat." He imitated her in mocking tone, still putting her braids through the beads.

"I'll go see my mom one last time, catch you guys in a bit."

They nodded and Kiri took her leave.

About our lovely queen Kiri. She is the beautiful, inquisitive, intelligent adopted daughter of Jake and Neytiri. As she was born around the same time as Neteyam, they were both simultaneously given a first connection to Eywa at the Tree of Souls in front of the entire clan.

She is unlike any Na'vi or avatar that the Omatikaya have ever met before. From a very early age, she has had an unusually strong connection to Eywa, even more than that of a tsahìk. While out in the forest, Kiri occasionally gets lost in thoughts and quiet meditation and her siblings will find her, eyes closed, feeling Eywa's heartbeat beneath her.

Kiri deeply wishes she could have met her biological mother, Grace, when she was still alive. She does whatever she can to feel closer to her, whether it be visiting Grace's incubated avatar, trying to get answers from Jake, or reading the documents and video recordings that Grace has left behind. Interestingly, Kiri shares many of her mother's traits, such as a certain rebellious attitude and a rather pure love for all that Pandora stands for.

Because Grace had an avatar body, Kiri possesses human-like traits such as her eyebrows and four fingers on her hands. Similar to Lo'ak.

On her way to the lab, she saw Neytiri struggling to lift all the luggage on her own. Jake did tell her they wouldn't need all of those belongings, but she insisted that she isn't leaving anything behind and packed so much stuff that will remind her of home.

"Pfft, mom, do you need help?" Kiri tried to hold in her laugher. Neytiri's posture was amusingly awkward.

"Oh, hey, sweetie..kind of. Your dad's feeding Bob, so I'm left to do this by myself. I should divorce that man, I deserve better."

"Drama queen, I'll help you." Kiri took the other bags that were left; luckily, those were not heavy.

"Thank you, and be careful not to lose your balance. Walk slowly." Neytiri warned her. Following her to the Ikrans, Kiri nodded.

They were able to finish with the task in no time. Then, both let out audible sighs.

"I'll be right back." Kiri resumed with her plan, she started walking away.

"Where are you going?"

"To the lab. Don't worry, I won't be there for long, I'm just gonna say a quick final goodbye to mom and the others."

"Look if you can find any of those strange gadgets in there that can be useful to us!"

"Mom! You're already over-packed." Kiri waved her off.

Hours later:

The moment has arrived for them to leave. Despite understanding their decision, Mo'at felt devastated to be separated from her daughter and her grandchildren. As Tsahìk, the spiritual leader of a Na'vi clan and the most important member next to the clan leader, she couldn't leave her people; they needed her.

She gave each of them a squeezing hug while shedding unrestrained tears of sorrow.

Turning to Jake, she placed her hand on his shoulder. "Protect them with your life. That's my only wish from you."

"I will. That's my duty as a father and mate." She was trembling from all the crying when Jake put his hand on top of hers and made his vow.

Mo'at nodded. She did grow fond of Jake throughout the years; he brought her daughter tremendous happiness, along with four bundles of joy who called her grandma. She was grateful for such luxury. She had long since forgiven the previous betrayals and never held grudges against him. Jake atoned for his initial betrayal by becoming the sixth Toruk Makto in Na'vi history and aligning himself with the clan.

The clan harbors much respect for him as a former leader and had learned a lot from him. And the fact that Mo'at had guided the people alongside him, and her daughter made her feel honored. She accepted their marriage, loved and provided for the family.

"Daughter, be brave and strong like I know you to be." Mo'at instructed her daughter, gaze stern yet encouraging.

With Tuktirey in her arms, Neytiri sobbed and nodded. "Yes, mother."

"Geez grandma, stop squeezing so much, you gonna break my bones." Lo'ak grumbled, earning a smack from Neteyam.

"Lo'ak!"

"What?" He glares at him.

"Thankful that this thing is another territory's problem now." Mo'at said sarcastically and rolled her eyes.

"He's playing grandma, we'll miss you for sure." Neteyam assured her.

"I know. Go ahead, don't let me hold you guys back."

Eventually they all made their bonds with the Ikrans and set off.

'I'll be here waiting for whenever you come back.' Were her last words to them.

—༚༅༚˳✿˳༚༅༚—

|𝐌𝐞𝐭𝐤𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐧|

As Jake has previously informed them, the Metkayina are an oceanic Na'vi clan who live along the shores of the Pandora oceans, on islands or near the mainland. Their homes are marui pods, which are built into the roots of mangrove-like trees spanning the islands. These homes hang directly above the water, presumably for easy access for swimming. Massive seawall terraces, similar in appearance to travertine terraces, guard the villages from strong waves and provide an easy place for the clan to fish.

The wind whistles a new beat, its gentle breeze caressing his face as his world seems to just pause as he takes the majestic wonder in slowly. He loves nature. And the lustrous and bright blue waters that the Metkayina live on are like the oceans that Neteyam thought he'd only see in his dreams. A dreamy sea that has a rhythmic pulse to it unmatched by any other part of nature. Except his home forest, of course.

"Why do you come to us?" The chief of the Metkayina clan, Tonowari, asked Jake.

"I just wanna keep my family safe," Jake replied.

Curly hair appears to be the norm within the clan. Their skin also sways towards a more turquoise color than the traditional blue, and with the fluid, ripple-like stripes he's used to, they blend perfectly with the aqua blue-green of the sea. They have distinct areas of lighter coloration on their underbellies and faces. The people had physical differences that he figured made their life on water easier, like a stronger tail for swimming faster.

"Treat them as brothers and sisters, teach them our ways." Tonowari says to the people.

Neteyam thought their first meeting was quite overwhelming. Although the relationship between his father and Tonowari was civil, their wives definitely didn't start on pleasant terms. While her husband did sympathize with Jake's request to protect their family, Ronal otherwise believes that their arrival inherently invites danger, as they have already brought destruction to their very own home. Neteyam genuinely understood where she was coming from, but their enemy's ongoing ambition isn't solely the family's fault.

And his mother isn't any happier about the situation than Ronal is; she has had to leave her people, her title, and the only home she's ever known. Fortunately, Jake asked her to leave her bow behind or...let's just be thankful.

He didn't appreciate her first impression towards his siblings either; he had to keep his cool in front of his parents, who warned them to do so. Not that he would openly stand up to her; she does seem like she would whoop his ass in front of everyone in a flash with no remorse. Additionally, he made no fuss over the other boys who were making fun of him and Lo'ak because they're deemed irrelevant to him. They were childish jerks.

One thing that most certainly didn't go unnoticed by Neteyam is that the chief's daughter, Tsireya, almost immediately caught Lo'ak's attention when she made her grand entrance. His eyes even sparkled when her father told her to show them their way of life.

They were shown to their marui pods by Tsireya, where they'll be staying at in the meantime. The three of them are still sharing a room, and Tuktirey is now sleeping with their parents as a result of Lo'ak's desperate pleading. So, nothing has changed on that part.

"Okay, Sully's fall in." Jake called out to everyone.

"Remember? Family meeting." Lo'ak was tugged along by Neteyam a little more forcefully than he had intended. If he hadn't caught Lo'ak in time, he knew that he would've skipped the meeting. Kiri was on the same boat.

"-Come on, take a knee, let's go."

"Kiri." Neytiri urged her to sit.

"What?" Kiri said with an attitude. She was still upset about what happened earlier with Ronal; Neytiri could tell that, and she objects to anyone treating her children in such a way.

"I need you kids on your best behavior." Jake looks around as he speaks. "I mean it."

"Learn fast, pull your weight, don't cause trouble, got it?" He added.

"Yes, sir." Lo'ak answered. Neteyam smiled and touched the back of his neck. Lo'ak hissed at him; he too was mad at the way Neteyam pulled him.

Neteyam mumbled a, "My bad."

"I want to go home."

All eyes turned to the little angel in the room, who was quiet until she cried aloud.

"Oh, Tuk..." Neytiri gave her a sympathetic look.

"Tuk, this is our home now." She continues whining as her dad stroked her hand in a comforting gesture.

"We're gonna get through this."

"We're gonna get through this if we have each other's backs, right?" Jake took a quick glance at Neytiri, as a form of asking for her help.

And that she did. "What does your father always say?"

The children nonchalantly uttered their family's slogan, specifically the brothers. You can tell by the way they respond when they say it for the first time that they've really been hearing and saying this their whole lives.

"That's right, Sully's stick together. This time with some feeling."

"-Sully's stick together." Kiri and Tuk joined as they said it altogether.

After the family meeting, the siblings gathered with Tsireya, her brother Aonung, and their friend Rotxo. The Metkayina trio had a head start. Soon Kiri and Tuk dived into the water, following Neteyam and Lo'ak, screaming as they jumped in.

Beneath the Metkayina clan reef is an underwater world absolutely teeming with life. The extraordinary scenery greeted them, with its colorful corals, plants, and diversity of sea species.

The calm and peace down here were incredible. Fishes quickly surrounded them, being friendly. Both above and below the waters, the oceanic wonderland delivers breathtaking experiences.

Tsireya smiles as she watches them, they did look like they were babies taking their first breath but freaking adorable. She was so excited to show them her amazing home environment.

While this is great and all, Neteyam was finding it difficult to stay under the water for too long; his swimming was becoming clumsy, and he needed air. Tuk and Lo'ak were experiencing the same issue.

The three of them went back to the water surface to breathe. Tsireya and the rest noticed that.

Lo'ak afterwards dipped his head back into the water. Tsireya signed to him, "Swim together with us."

Despite their confusion about her gesture, she encouraged them to continue moving forward.

Taking a deep breath, they dived back in, swam for a bit and then resurfaced once more.

"What's wrong with them?" Aonung signed. The stopping was getting on his nerves.

"They're bad divers." Rotxo replied.

"Stop. They're learning." Since they arrived, they have been continuously making fun of the guys, which annoyed Tsireya.

She ignored Aonung's shrugging and resurfaced also.

"Are you alright?"

"You're too fast, wait for us." Tuk voiced, rubbing her eye.

"Just breathe. Breathe." She advised.

"You are not good divers." Aonung popped up. " You may be good at swinging through trees, but-"

He was stopped mid-sentence by Tsireya's smack at the back of his head.

"Come on bro,"

"We don't speak this finger talk. We don't know what you're saying."

Obviously they can't keep up, they just got here. Plus they're confused by the sign language.

"I will teach you." Tsireya gave Neteyam a slight look for referring to it as such and told them, meanwhile Aonung stayed smirking to himself.

Her eyes did a thing that Lo'ak keeps catching, he was impressed by it. He wanted to tell her that.

"Where's Kiri?" Rotxo suddenly interrupted the short conversation.

"Kiri?" Tuk became alerted.

"Who?" Aonung genuinely asked. He then remembered there's another one.

"Kiri." Rotxo replied. "Where's Kiri?"

"Did you see her?" Tsireya frowned, feeling worry creeping inside her.

While they were worrying about losing track of her, Kiri was in her own world. They eventually located her after a brief search. Tsireya led them to a spot where she and her group of friends usually hang out.

They were having their conversation by the seawall terraces, where several people were fishing.

"It was the first time I got to hold a gun like that, kinda heavy.." Lo'ak was telling them the story of when they destroyed the Sky people's supply chain.

"He didn't even know how to use the gun though."

"I told you dad taught me!"

"So? Man we almost died."

"Neteyam got hurt trying to protect his ass as usual, he never listens. He's obsessed with danger." Kiri licked her tongue.

"So much for being the mighty warrior." Aonung laughed.

Tsireya smack him again. She enjoys doing that. "Cut it out, that was brave of him for trying to save his brother. I can only imagine how intense that must've been."

Aonung glared at her, "How are you warriors but almost got blown away by puny Sky people? I can easily take them on."

"Dude, those people have dangerous high-tech weapons like those guns and other stuffs that can easily kill you. You'd wet yourself." Neteyam shook his head at the guy's ignorance.

"Don't mind him, he's just being annoying." Tsireya giggled, agreeing with what Neteyam said about her brother peeing himself. She knows that he lives and breathes cockiness.

"Speaking of annoying, where's little miss demanding? I haven't seen her today. Is she dead?" Aonung turned to her.

"You won't call her that to her face. And she's probably sleeping, so let's not disturb her."

"I wasn't going to, I love my life."

"Who?" Kiri asked confusedly.

"Our beloved cousin," Tsireya smiles brightly. "I'll introduce her to you guys tomorrow."

"Is she pretty?" Tuk asked.

"She's absolutely gorgeous!"

"Meh, I'd say mediocre." Aonung murmured and shrugged.

"What was that? I'm telling her."

"It was nothing!" He cleared his throat. "Why you acting like I'm scared of her or something..?"

Tsireya ignored him. He is scared of her.

"Is she nice like you?"

"Of course. We're literally twins."

"Tuk you'll meet her tomorrow, relax with the questions." Lo'ak softly pinched her cheeks.

"It's fine." Tsireya played with the ends of her hair, secretly eyeing him with dreamy eyes.

"Anyways, back to me..."

-༚༅༚˳✿˳༚༅༚-

Neteyam was strolling through the village's nearby forest alone. He's actually exhausted, but he wanted to free his mind. Just a peaceful moment to himself. He had enough of Aonung boasting about his greatness. Not that he hated the guy; he honestly was at his wit's end. During their ongoing chit-chat about whatever topic, his head was somewhere in the clouds. He'd occasionally say something, and that was it.

The forest had what he sought: peace and quiet. And to his surprise, there weren't that many creatures in sight, the ones he saw were very small in sizes.

He's happy that his family is welcome to stay here. His brother even found a crush on the chief's daughter. This does causes déjà vu. Lo'ak is so much more like their father than he gives himself credit for. Who would have thought that the boy who avoided any girl that approached him would fall in love as soon as he landed here? He was interested in how things would unfold for them.

A new page in their lives' story. It is as scary and amazing as it sounds.

Neteyam's instincts started kicking in all of a sudden. He looked around his surroundings and sighed. It happened again. Him getting lost in his thoughts.

Now he's lost for real. He spent the entire time walking aimlessly and now has no idea where he is or the path to go back. And since he left his throat microphone in the suitcase, he can't communicate with his parents.

I'm fucked.

He stayed put against a tree, walking further didn't seem like a smart thing to do in this situation. Glowing species similar to Shimmyflys' emerged from the flower nectars, heading in the same direction. The waterfall. The burbling was audible to him.

"Mommy's so proud of you, Chichi, you ate everything~!"

His ears perked up.

Was that someone's voice?

Neteyam glanced over his shoulder carefully. First, he saw the waterfall in the background.

He gasped in astonishment at the clarity of the purplish-blue, magical waterfall. At its widest point, it was surging and plunging down the mountain, drizzling onto the rocks. When it toppled into the ecstasy pool, it foamed at the bottom. The rest of the pool was varnish clear, enabling him to see down into the rocky bottom. Fronds of plants and flowers waved gently in the depths. The waterfall looked like a sheet of colors blended as it swished down. Its edges were hemmed with whipped white lines.

Then, he saw her.

The source of the sound revealed herself. His mind went completely blank.

An Ilu swimming freely beside her as she dived into the water. He could only make out her side profile. And he was taken aback by her appearance.

Neteyam suspected that she might not be purely Metkayina. She does have their long wavy black hair, which is casually floating onto the water as she swims. But her complexion is unlike that of any Na'vi he knew of—fair with faded greenish blue stripes. Her body is curvaceous and beautifully toned, similar to that of a female Omaticaya.

However, he wouldn't really draw the conclusion that she was mixed with only them; there are numerous clans in Pandora, some of which could even be hidden. Still, it's possible that she is.

"The more you eat, Chichi, the more you'll grow. Snatch bigger fishes then come to me so I can pet you. M'kay?"

Her voice is warm, charming and sweet.

She was just there, not far, nor close to him, caressing the creature as if it were the most delicate thing in the world. The Ilu swung its tail eagerly in response to her touch.

Should he go ask her for help?...She's a stranger...He's a stranger...What if he scares her...

Neteyam was startled and felt his knees almost give out and nearly fall when she unexpectedly looked up and locked gaze with him. He reacted by retreating. Placing his palm on his chest, he felt his heartbeat pounding.

And the next thing happened in a flash. His breathing, movement, and thought processes came to a complete halt as the knife made contact with his skin, pressing against his throat.

His heart was racing. She's right in front of him, a respectable distance between them, with a glare that was piercing through his soul. Big, bright, kind, and bold describe her eyes.

They remind him of the sea.

"Who are you?"

He did not, and could not, look away from those ocean eyes.

On the other hand, her patience was wearing thin. His silence made her tighten her grip on the weapon, face telling him if he doesn't start talking he'd soon be united with Eywa.

Snapping out of his trance, he raised his hands in defense. "Easy there, easy."

"Who are you? And why were you spying on me, pervert?" She asked, calmly yet firmly.

"Wait what—I'm not a pervert! This is a misunderstanding. I wasn't trying to spy on you, I swear."

"You were looking. Don't think I couldn't see you."

"Just let me explain, yeah?"

She stayed silent, so Neteyam took it as a sign to explain himself.

"The thing is, I was taking a walk since the forest kinda reminds me of home, then I got lost and ended up here by accident."

"An Omaticaya Na'vi taking a walk in a forest far away from his homeland, silly him got lost, and he decided 'hey

why not hide behind a tree to watch someone who could've been naked in a waterfall'. Hmm, that's crazy, right?"

"Well when you put it like that..."

"Boy."

"Alright, alright, I was playing." He grinned, finding her frowning facial expression cute. But this is a serious matter. She's serious, rightfully so.

"My family and I are welcome to stay with the Metkayina clan, approved by leader Tonowari and his mate Ronal. I'm not a complete stranger."

So he's one of the new newcomers some of the villagers were gossiping about, she didn't pay close attention to them. She was rushing by.

"You were wandering around in a place you just came to and not even familiar with? How stupid is that."

"Curiosity did get the best of me. In all honesty, it was better than listening to Aonung brag about how superior he is and what not. I had to pass out on that and dipped." He purposely mentioned the chief's son, although what he was saying was all true.

"Good for you." She shrugged.

"Look, I'm sorry. Even though it was accidental, I did violate your privacy with my actions and gave myself a bad impression." Neteyam knew he had to hold himself accountable, what he did was in fact wrong and awfully misleading. She deserves a sincere apology. "I was debating whether or not I should approach you and ask for help, but I went about it the wrong way. I apologize for that. Really."

Her gaze softened. Now they were just staring at each other. He was anxious, waiting for her to say something.

She didn't respond, instead put the knife in the pouch around her waist, gave him another look, then turned to leave.

"Hold on, wait!" He called out to her.

Slowing down her steps, she tilted her head with arched brows.

"Do you mind helping me get back to the village?"

"Why should I?"

"Uh.." He trailed off, not knowing what to offer her.

How...cute.

"Let's just say you owe me a favor."

"What kinda favor?"

"That's for me to decide."

He said nothing else and followed her.

"And I mean it, you were staring..way too hard at that."

He mumbles under his breath, "Can you blame me..."

"What was that?"

"Nothing."

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[livingintheupsidedown]

A Different Kind Of Valentine

Steve Harrington x Reader

[1k] - Dustin may be a teenager now, but he’s always going to be your little brother.

Warnings - like 1 swear? dustin being an annoying (but loveable) little brother there are no warnings this is just fluff

A/N - this is a belated valentines blurb that i was supposed to finish ages ago, i also tried a different style and added more dialogue, let me know what you think!

You and Steve had never celebrated Valentine's day, you never really had the chance. With every interdimensional monster that liked to show its face in Hawkins, putting aside a specific day to celebrate your relationship became the least of your worries. It didn’t mean your relationship lacked love in any way, you and Steve both showed how much you loved the other often.

Which is why you weren’t surprised by his extra affection this morning, being pulled into Steve’s figure. The warmth surrounded you and the small thumpthumpthump of his heart could be felt against your back. His hands were wrapped around your waist and his lips trailed from your shoulder up your neck to just behind your ear, leaving small kisses on his path.

“Are you awake?”

“I am now,” you murmured softly, turning around in his arms to face him. You let out a content sigh, tilting your chin up to meet his eyes. “Hi”

Steve looked so soft in the mornings, although he looked more awake than usual his features were lacking the usual worry that he carried around these days. He looked relaxed. He looked safe. 

“Hi yourself,” he hummed, voice gentle due to the early hour.

The crackle of your walkie startled you both, interrupting your otherwise peaceful morning with your boyfriend, as the sound of your brother's voice flooded the room.

“Hey, can yo-  ake me to th- rcade?” 

“You need new batteries in your walkie.”

You glared at him, eyes sharp because you’d told him last night how Dustin had been on at you to change your batteries. “Shut up.”

“Are you gonna answer him?”

“No,” you replied sinking further into Steve, “he can find someone else to take him.”

His hand found your face, angling you so he could connect your lips. His kiss was lazy, soft and warm. He felt like home and it allowed you to melt into him just that little bit more as the kisses got a little bit faster, a little bit rougher, before you were interrupted once more. 

The static of Steve’s walkie rang out, and you both giggled, already knowing what was coming “Steve? Stev-    an you take me t-    he arcade?” 

He reached over and flipped the button off on both your walkies already knowing Dustin would tell him off for it later. He patted your thigh, “C’mon sleepy, I’ve got a surprise for you.” 

After waking up a bit more and insisting you needed to use the bathroom first, he lead you down the stairs, hands swallowed whole by his and eyes screwed shut. He stopped you in the doorway to the kitchen, “okay, open.”

Red balloons decorated the ceiling, pink confetti hearts in every field of view, some were swirling inside of said balloons, some were on the counter. Also on the counter was breakfast, which you didn’t even hear him get up for. In the centre sat two stacks of questionable heart-shaped pancakes and an assortment of fruit surrounded it.

“Steve.. wha-”

“Happy valentines day baby,” he smiled at you, his arms wound themselves around your waist, “I know we’ve never really done it before but for once we can be normal people and celebrate a day that gives me an excuse to give my girl a little extra love.” 

You know how lucky you are with Steve, to have someone who loves you with their whole heart and not be afraid to show it, but there are moments like this where you can't believe he’s real. That someone would willingly go out of their way to show you. 

“Stevie, I don't know what to say,” you whispered, voice sweet yet sad as you turn round, “this is too much. I didn’t get you anything, I didn’t even remember it was valentines day.”

He looks at you and smiles, hands framing your face, “hey, i don’t need anything, as long as i have you then that’s enough.” he sneaks in a kiss to sweeten the deal. 

“Gross.”

You and Steve both jumped, heads butting in the process causing you both to let out a pained ‘ow’, turning around to see Dustin standing in the doorway of Steve’s house, three musketeers bar half eaten in hand and mouth. “Looks like cupid exploded in here.”

“Dustin what the fuck! What the hell are you doing here?” you cried.

“And how did you get in?” Steve added.

“The key,” Dustin replied blankly, expression void of emotion as he looked at Steve before suddenly containing too much as he turned to you. “You weren’t answering me! And either you turned your walkie off or your batteries died, didn’t I tell you to change the batteries?!”

You loved Dustin with your whole heart but in true little brother fashion, his timing was terrible.

You turned to Steve who was muttering something about how the key was supposed to be used for emergencies only. You shrugged your shoulders, a small grin playing on your lips. He sighed and crossed his arms before he spoke.

“Why can’t you go to the arcade with your friends?”

“They were all busy,” he murmured, “something about flowers and chocolates and dates.”

“What about Will?” you questioned

“Will hates the arcade, he doesn’t like the lights.” 

You knew Steve had a soft spot for Dustin and would break a lot quicker than you. It was easier to say no when you grew up with him, Steve was still learning. 

“Fine,” Steve said coming up to stand beside you, “you get 30 minutes then we’re coming home.”

“30 minutes?! 2 hours?”

“An hour,” you chimed in before they’d start bickering, “go wait by the car Dustin.”

He cheered, clearly feeling successful in his endeavours. Steve set you with a soft look, one hand squeezing against your hip while the other worked its way under your shirt against your stomach.

“Quick,” he uttered in your ear, “you throw the walkie out I'll lock the door.”

“Deal.”

“I have a key!”

[kengan-daddies]

I know your gonna like this one a request for saw paing x reader (your choice I just like the idea you can pick what happens if not please ignore this 😄)

You must know me well, I did like this ask the moment I saw it (😏), I just had to think of a story but then I was 'eh, I'll just guess the story as I write like I always do.'

Our Beginning Child! Saw Paing Yoroizuka x Child! Fem Reader

Anime : Kengan Ashura Character : Saw Paing Yoroizuka Warning : Fluff, Childhood, sexism

Our Beginning Child! Saw Paing Yoroizuka x Child! Fem Reader

Our Beginning Child! Saw Paing Yoroizuka x Child! Fem Reader

The first time you met Saw Paing, you were a young girl in The Village of Dawn, Your parents owned a fruit stand, and once you were old enough, you were finally allowed to help. You loved the fruit stand, it granted you so much. Friends, meeting new people, sense of purpose, excitement, and good health. You were 7 when you first officially met him, the loudest boy in the village, he'd run around asking people if they needed to help with their heaviest items, and he was always determined to get stronger.

He ran up to your stand, a large smile on his dirty face. "HEY!! YOU GUYS NEED ANY HELP!!" You cringed at the loudness of his voice, your mother chuckled from behind you as she placed her hands on your shoulder. "Why yes we do, Saw Paing, we just got some new shipment crats and we need to fill them up with fruits, why don't you and Y/N go and fill them up and you can bring them back." She said. You didn't mind collecting fruits, it's what you and your father did all the time. His smile widened, and you stared at him in wonder. 'How much more can he smile?' You thought.

"THAT'S A GREAT IDEA!! LET'S GET STARTED THEN!!!!" He shouted as he ran off, both you and your mother leaned over the counter as you watched him run off. You sighed. "He didn't even grab a crate and he ran off in a random direction." You said, your mother chuckled. "Oh my, just like his Mother." She said in a nostalgic voice. Your mother placed a crate in your arms. "There you are, just head on down to the fruit trees, I'll send Saw Paing your way once he comes back." She said. You stared up at her with a questioning stare. "How do you know he'll come back?" You asked.

She gave you a knowing smile. "Oh trust me, I know." She said. You stared at her a little longer before you sighed, you walked out from the stand heading towards your father who was waiting for you with a few crates in his arms. You both walked to the field of fruits, fruit trees as far as the eye could see, the trees were all free for the public to use, but many people were too lazy to walk way out just for an apple or two, so they bought them from your family instead. Your father placed the crates down, one under each tree, and you placed yours down under an orange tree.

Your father had four crates and you had one which made five in total, so five trees had a crate up against their trunk, you both climbed up a tree, going high to get the best fruits, you inhaled deeply, the scent of oranges overwhelming your senses as you smiled. You pulled at a plump orange, struggling to pluck it and once it did you smiled in victory, placing it between your legs so it wouldn't roll off and you continued to do that a few more times before you were satisfied. You looked down at the six oranges, you then looked to your side, seeing the crate at the base of your tree.

One by one, you dropped the oranges down into the crate watching as they bounced a few times before they settled. You were able to pluck 12 oranges before the sound of yelling sounded out, you looked through the leaves, trying to see what was happening. "What in the?" You questioned as you watched as Saw Paing came running at you both with three crates over his head, his ever-present smile on his face as he ran towards the field. "Wow, mom was right." You said, as you watched him stand in the clearing, your father's voice ranged out, giving Saw Paing instructions on what to do, he nodded and smiled, a gremlin-like chuckle leaving him as he raced off to a tree without a crate.

You went back to what you were doing, sitting there another 3o minutes before you sighed in accomplishment. "Finally done." You said as you leaned against the thick trunk, your legs swung as you relaxed your tired arms limply in your lap. You heard shouting and you rolled your eyes. "There he goes again." You said as you listened to Saw Paing's victory shout about filling up yet another crate. "That's his fifth one in less than 30 minutes, that's wild." You said to yourself as you shook your head. You looked down at your hands. "How is he so strong?... We're like the same age." You said as you remembered what your mother taught you.

"Children and women are naturally weaker than men, it's the flow of the earth, so never feel lesser or troubled when you can't do as much as your father. Not even I can do as much as he can, I can try but I get tired much quicker than he does, so never feel weaker or more insignificant, but you're not alone." She said. You thought over her words. "But, how come I'm weaker than you then, Mama? Aren't you a girl too?" You asked her. She chuckled. "That's just simply because your muscles aren't as developed as mine are yet, all children are like that, boys and girl, hence why they always say 'Gather the women and children.'" She explained.

You sat there, listening to him yell another victory scream, you looked up from your hands, clenching your small fists. 'I'm starting to think that not everyone follows that flow of life.' You thought.

By the time the sun was beginning to set, that's when you, your father, and Saw Paing all made your way back to the fruit stand, you didn't have a crate in your arms, they were all too heavy for you to even pick them up. You looked over at your father and Saw Paing, they were each holding some crates. Your father carried six on his shoulder with ease while Saw Paing carried two on his. You stared at Saw Paing, bewildered at how he was even strong enough to even carry the crates. It almost felt unfair, seeing how strong he was... It just wasn't right...

After that, it became an endless cycle of Saw Paing coming to help once a month, he was always so eager and ready to help, always covered in dirt from helping everyone in the village with their restocks. You would go with them, and help pluck fruits but that was about it, you were starting to feel useless, you wanted to stop tagging along, it seemed pointless. You sat in the apple tree, resting your arms after pulling 13 apples nonstop, they burned and ached but you had a job to finish. You felt your thick branch shake some and you looked around in panic. 'An earthquake?' Your frantic mind thought, but then a hand grabbed onto your branch and you relaxed some, seeing Saw Paing hoist himself up on the branch, he smiled at you as he sat on it.

His legs gaped as he faced you. "Hey!! Your dad told me to come help ya!!" He said happily. You pouted at him as you crossed your arms. "I don't need any help." You said. He kept his same smile as he stared at you. "I don't make the rules, I just follow them!!.... But you do look tired." He said. You huffed as you sat up straight proving your point by grabbing a nearby apple, by twisting it a few times before you were able to pluck it off. "I'm not tired." You said beginning on the next apple. He stared at you a little longer before his smile seemed to widen. "GREAT!! I'LL HELP THEN!!" He suddenly shouted as he turned around on the branch facing away from you and he began plucking them off like grapes on a stem.

You watched as he just plucked them without a care in the world, you watched him a little longer, trying to copy him, but finding it impossible to even snatch the fruit off without weakening the stem. You wanted to cry. It wasn't fair.

Once you all made it back to the fruit stand, Saw Paing bid you all farewell as he ran off to who knows where, you were exhausted but you swore that you hadn't done anything aside from plucking a few fruits. You helped your parents close up the stand, before retiring to bed, you plopped down on your bed, sighing as you watched your dangling feet. The sound of light knocking on your door sounded out. "Y/N, sweety, can I come in?" Came your mother's kind voice. "Yeah." You said. She came in, a small smile on her face as he stared at you. "Are you upset with Saw Paing?" She asked. You looked up at her quickly, wanting to deny her claims, but the knowing look in her eyes made you sigh.

"Yeah." You said. she chuckled lightly as she walked over to your mattress, she sat down next to you, rubbing your back gently. "Oh sweety, you shouldn't feel bad, it's only natural... When I was your age, I didn't like the fact that I was getting pushed out of the way either, My brothers would take over the tasks that I used to help with. It felt so unfair... I felt useless, so I tried to prove myself, but it never worked in the end... I'd just end up tiring myself out in the end." She explained. You cringed as you thought of how tired you were earlier.

"It's okay to be weak... It's okay to not be strong... To be honest, it's the weak that makes the world spin." She said. You looked up at her, confused. "You see, the world goes around because of weak people. We make guns, knives, and armor to protect us, we make patterns, designs, and art to keep us entertained, we make technology, tools, and clothes to help us. Weak people are some of the most important people on the earth, without us, the world would be a pretty boring place." She said. You thought over her words. 'That's pretty true, a strong person doesn't need protection, they can protect themselves already, they don't need entertainment they get that from gaining strength, and they don't need help when they don't really use the stuff.' You thought.

Your mother smiles, seeing the gears in your head turning, she gives you a kiss on your forehead and a tight hug before she stands up. "Tomorrow, how about you help me make some fruit pies? Mr. Yoroizuka is going to need some for the festival." She said, your face brightened up with a smile. "OH YEAH!!! I FORGOT ABOUT THE FESTIVAL!!" You shouted as your eyes gleamed in excitement. Your mother chuckled as she walked to the door. "Get some good sleep okay? You'll need it. Goodnight, sweety." She said. You got comfortable under your blanket. "Goodnight mom." You said. She gave you one last look before she closed the door.

You lay there, looking at the stars through your window, your mind racing with thoughts from what your mother said to the festival. The sound of an excited yell sounded out over the village and you smiled to yourself. 'Maybe being weak isn't so bad.' You thought as you listened to Saw Paing's excited screams.

[acerodons]

Gonna post my first finished mp100 short here

No AO3 until I get more done.

Inspired by this https://twitter.com/AcerodonJubatus/status/1633833535890153472?s=20

(Please keep in mind this is my FIRST TIME writing these characters and I have not written anything in months due to *gestures at everything*)

FIC UNDER CUT WOO

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Tension

Seri x Reigen fic

Teen

The sun had not yet set bringing that mystical mix of the city street at night with the final, red rays of the day. Street lamps and store fronts grew in presence as shadows stretched long before melting together. With spring not fully realized, the lack of warmth quickly turned every exhale into a small cloud. Even on the bus everyone kept their long coats zipped up and gloves on.

 Seri stood with one hand keeping himself steady on a support bar with his gaze idly watching the passing buildings. The last of the crimson faded from the sky. Three more, two more turns; one stop in between. He hoped the notes he took today were sufficient, as all he had going through his mind had dissolved down to lights and numbers with the swelling joy of finally getting to go back home. The bus hit a few potholes and he was forced out of his day dream. His stop was already next.

 Their cohabitation ended up as a meager, pseudo studio apartment. At least it was near the deli and a bakery. The landlord claimed it was a one bedroom with plenty of charm. He probably was referring to the window facing the small garden shop and not the closet like living space. Didn’t matter to Seri. He walked briskly up the stairs, breath trailing behind him as he unlocked and opened the door.

 Warmth met his cold face, mixed with the scents of instant noodles and green tea. Another smell pricked at the back of his mind but was soon covered with lavender.  A single candle burned on the meager kitchen counter/dining area – a gift from Shou for the new years. Setting his bag down, Seri was relieved to finally be back. He removed his coat and shook off the remaining chill. One benefit of a tiny place was it was cheap and easy to keep warm, even more so when they were both on the couch together.

 And there lay Reigen on said couch, legs hanging off the side as the TV droned on some news special about vegetables and fruit and which were the best to eat. He was bare foot and still in his pants and shirt from work but with jacket off and buttons undone.

 “I’m back!” Seri spoke with a cheer in his voice, taking off his own shoes. “Sorry for being late, the class ran over like it does every Friday.”

 There was a grunt in reply. Reigen gave a nod. “Yeah of course.”

 By the time Seri arrived home every weekday, Reigen had already started his long wind down to bedtime. He pulled back his legs and shifted over to give enough for Seri to join him on the couch. They both sat weary but comfortable from a full week. Lazy, but accomplished. Then Seri noticed it: the dull look in his eyes, the tense posture, one hand fisted into a ball with the other fidgeting with the undone tie at his chest.

 “Taka-“

 Reigen could feel the eyes on him and at once started painting his cover. “So how was school? Learn anything interesting?” His balled hand rose to give a few gestured as he prattled on. “You know, soon you’ll be far enough to tutor Mob. Heard you are working with Shou. Funny how it all comes back to you like that.”

 “Yeah.” Seri blinked, looking down at the floor. “I’m shocked but pleased how fast I caught back on.”

 “See? Like riding a bike.” A forced laugh from Reigen. “Expect with books and math. And way too many essays.” He sat up more in the couch, posture still ridged. “Say, are they still assigning those? I remember getting a pile over the weekends. Made it hard to do anything else.”

 “Well, not many this weekend. More starting projects.” Seri hated the silence that fell after his last word.

 Not even enough energy for that, huh Taka? He wanted to say it out loud. So many nights Reigen would rant and rave until making the excuse to depart for bed in the end. He’d lie in Seri’s arms, eventually falling into a fitful sleep. Talking was his style, yet he ended up saying so little.

 The TV went on, ads before a report on local construction. Seri felt his shoulder droop, each passing second wanting to do something. He closed his eyes.

 “I know you can smell it.” Reigen was staring at the floor too, hands still in his lap. He shot a glance over to Seri. “I only finished one. Started the second and was-“ He paused, his hands tensing into fists, “so disgusted with myself I threw it on the ground.” Forcing a grin he met Seri’s eyes. “Imagine me, wasting a cigarette like that?”

 Seri frowned back, but not out of disappointment. Without any judgment he wrapped an arm around Reigen and held him close. The man gave in, leaning against his shoulder.

 “You’re so tense. Come here.”

 Seri started rubbing down along the back. He had caught himself many times in the past with his spine arched, tongue pushed against the top of his mouth, and his shoulders rigid. Especially at school. He wondered how many hours Reigen was stuck in that stressful loop, his body mirroring the storm in his brain. Seri shifted up to gently massage Reigen’s neck.

 “It was such a long week. Between that angry patron and those two twins  and the new electric bill and-“ Reigen started gesturing again, the tension in his arms trying to free itself through his fingers but only getting trapped

 “You don’t have to explain anything.”

 Seri slouched down into the couch, offering his chest. Reigen rested his head. Another bout of silence; this one far less stressful. The sound of cars and people outside mingled with the TV. Just the two of them enjoying each other’s company. In the idle time, Seri took to using his powers to tidy up a bit of the apartment – putting away some dishes into the sink and stacking mail and books. The objects glowed lightly in his aura as they floated about. He even readied the bed for their eventual departure for the night, all while massaging his stressed roommate.

Reigen’s voice came in such a muffed whisper Seri could barely hear it.

 “I’m so glad you’re home.”

 Seri could still feel the tightness just from gently stroking Reigen’s back. He gave a long exhale, hoping he could be as good at this as his boss.

 “You’ve told me a few times-“ He paused, trying o find the right words “That it’s ok to be wrong. I mean, like this.” Seri exhaled again, more of a frustrated sigh. “Pain, hurt. It’s a part of life and not some terrible sin.” He glanced down at Reigen. “Sorry. You said it far better than me.”

 “Nothing wrong with suffering, nothing wrong with stumbling. “Reigen mumbled into Seri’s chest. “If you never had a bad day you wouldn’t be alive.” He gave a snort. “Sounds corny now that I hear it myself.”

 Seri looked down, meeting Reigen’s sleepy gaze. “It’s not that corny.”

 Regien grinned back, their lips growing closer. “Yes it is.”

 Both their trains of thought had met on the same track and were now derailing. Seri leaned in for a long kiss, pushing against Reigen as he resumed his back massage. His fingers circled over higher muscles before trailing lower. A shudder in his arms.

 “You’re getting better at this.” Reigen was smiling wide now, his whole face not afraid of hiding his emotions.

 “And you are still too tense.”

 Seri was answered with another kiss. He stopped his massage as Reigen shifted, turning so his chest was out now and his neck craning up for more. Naturally, Seri’s hands caressed up between the unbuttoned shirt. There was already sweat beading there.

 Both their breathing grew heavy. He broke off from the kiss, allowing his lips to trail down, tongue against Reigen’s cheek. Lower and lower. Hands gripped his shirt hard as he teased. Suddenly, a moan broke out, Reigen jolting up before giving a shudder and flopping onto his back on the other side of the couch.

 What had he done just now? He was only touching the chest, his lips- oh- his tongue. There was a slight red mark on the skin along where the larynx gives form when one tilts their head up. Though half open eyes, Reigen let out a grateful sigh.

 This warranted further experimentation. Seri straddled Reigen, pinning his hands down as he resumed paying attention to the neck. His lips first, then the tongue, up the full length from the middle gap of the clavicle to the base of the chin. This time the moan was a yell, shaking and airy, Reigen breathing hard. He tried to push back but could only lie; helpless under Seri as his nerves fired in a perfect pattern. In the end, the normally confident, smooth talking man was a puddle with his legs crossed and his mouth open, trying to catch his breath. Seri blushed.

 Slower now. He gently took the neck in one hand, rubbing his thumb along the same path. Reigen gripped back, panting and moaning as he looked up through cracked eyelids.

 Su- suya.” He was stumbling over syllables now.

 Seri leaned down and gave another kiss at the spot. Under him, Reigen kept his head tilted back, stare fluttering back. He was making it clear. Even Suya could get it. Do anything, rip off his shirt, pin him down, break this couch ravaging him. A long, ragged exhale before Reigen reached up, taking Seri’s tie in his hands. A little tug in invitation.

 Seri sat up, pulling a small notepad out of his pants pocket with a pen and began scribbling down notes.

 “Hey! What?”

 Reigen sat up, a fit of amusement and rage mixing with the heat in his chest. In the end he cracked a smile.

 “Suya. You can’t be serious.” Reigen shook his head.

 Seri was still writing, his paper having a small diagram of Reigen’s neck with notes around it.

 Hands engulfed the notebook. “How about you take notes after?” Reigen took the pen and paper away, leaving them to fall to the floor. “I’m sure there’ll be much more to learn tonight.”

 Seri blushed harder, giving a sheepish grin. They settled into the couch again with Reigen on top now. They started again with a long kiss as the light from the TV flashed colors over the embracing pair.

[adzeisval]

I Warned You

The young pirates earn a reward, but Ed thinks it might be a trap. Also on AO3.

Izzy was very good with a sword. Ed was doing well and didn’t feel like he’d have a problem in a fight but Izzy…Izzy was good. At least in practice. Ed wondered how well they would do in a real fight. 

“It’ll be different once we’re in a real fight,” Ed said as he parried Izzy’s strike. 

“I know, but we’ll have training to fall back on,” Izzy said. Ed tried to slip under Izzy’s arm and found Izzy’s knife at his back. Training with Izzy was fun, Izzy never felt the need to one up or try to beat Ed, it was all about learning and practicing for him. 

Hall called them away from their training and dumped a load of pistols at their feet to clean.  

“I’m starting to think they just give us the dirty work,” Ed said. 

“Probably,” Izzy shrugged, “Gotta work your way up.” 

There was a sudden boom of cannon fire and a loud laugh and hooting. 

“Jack’s doing cannon today,” Ed said. He would much rather be blowing stuff up with Jack at the moment but Hall had given him a duty and he had to do it. 

“He’s going to get himself blown up someday,” Izzy said. 

“Maybe,” Ed said. Izzy could be a bit of a bore sometimes but he was…more stable than the other young pirates and sometimes Ed needed something a little more stable. At the moment though he really wanted to be shooting cannon with Jack. 

“Alright get up you fucking lazy dogs!” Hall’s voice called out. 

They all gathered around Hall who had brought out a pair of trunks of some sort and was looking rather pleased. Ed wondered if anyone else would be pleased with what was in there. Maybe it was more things to clean, maybe they were going to have to wrestle an alligator or something. Weird things tended to happen and sometimes Ed didn’t even know why they were doing what they were doing. 

Hall waited a long time before kicking the trunk open with her boot. Inside were maybe thirty bottles of rum. Good looking rum from what Ed could tell. Hall kicked the other one open to reveal fresh bread and fruit and they had been eating nothing but gruel and hardtack and a lime a week for two months. 

“I have to admit you’ve been good for the fucking mangy mutts you all are, and Captain Hornigold is even pleased enough to come see you. He’ll be here in a few days, and sent this for you to enjoy. Have at it dogs.” 

Ed grabbed what he could and sat down with Izzy and Jack. Jack had already taken two big drinks of the run. Ed hadn’t ever had a hard drink like that and took a small sip.  Izzy took a small swig but concentrated on the apple he had taken. 

“Come on drink up, when are we gonna get this good stuff again!” Jack cheered and several of them drank. 

Ed looked at the trunks. They hadn’t been anywhere on the ship the day before. He didn’t know where they had come from. 

“Oh come on Ed, get drinking, you’ll get used to it.” 

“I don’t like this,” Ed said, “Seems wrong.” 

“Didn’t realize you were so pious,” Jack mocked, “Or are you just a bore like Izzy.” 

“Fuck off Jack,” Izzy said. 

“No it’s not that just, something seems off about the whole thing. Like this is a trap,” Ed said. 

“A trap?” Izzy frowned. 

“Where did this food and drink come from? Did you see it cleaning out those moldy limes in the hold yesterday Iz?” 

“No. I didn’t,” Izzy said, “Hmm, so if Hornigold sent them…” 

“He’s close enough to get here tomorrow,” Ed said. 

“The fuck are you talking about Ed,” Jack took another swig. 

“Hornigold is going to be here tomorrow, to figure us out and see how well we do when we’re still hungover from this drink,” Ed said. 

Jack laughed at that and drank and tore off another piece of bread. Izzy was eating his apple but Ed could tell he was thinking about it. At last he spoke. 

“You could be right Ed, better not get too drunk,” Izzy said.

Most of their fellow crewmates were getting drunk and favoring the drink over the food. While Ed couldn’t help but drink a little he focused on the food and Izzy was doing the same.  Ed glanced up at Hall every now and again and the woman was watching them all like a hawk. Ed was absolutely certain he was right about Hornigold showing up. 

By the time night fell most of the crew could barely make it to the bunks. Izzy hopped up into the hammock and Ed slipped below. 

“Sorry if I’m wrong Izzy,” Ed said. 

“Nah, even if Hornigold doesn’t show we’ll have work duty and stuff anyway. Don’t want to be hungover for that,” Izzy said. 

The next morning, even though he hadn’t had much to drink his mouth still felt dry and his head felt a bit off. Izzy groaned above him.

“Get up, you dogs!” Hall yelled from above and Ed felt a little thrill at possibly being right. He and Izzy were the first out on deck and though Ed felt a little off he didn’t feel bad. Everyone else stumbled out and Ed heard someone throwing up. 

“Stand up straight dogs!” Another voice rang out and out came Captain Hornigold, “Look at you ugly dogs, you disgraces. Well this will be a lesson won’t it. I need to see where you are. Need a couple of new pups on my ship.” 

“Right dogs, I’ve been watching you and you’re going to show the Captain what you’re best at and what you are worst at.” 

Hornigold had several men with him and started calling names. Jack was called first, for a fistfight and even though he was probably still drunk he held his own. Ed was relieved for Jack’s sake but there was something about the way Hornigold was watching them that made his skin crawl. 

“Hands! Get your sword,” Hall called out. Izzy took the sword and there were a few people that laughed when they saw him and Ed was sure he heard one person call Izzy a runt. Izzy ignored them, focused on the fight ahead.

Izzy struck first and he struck fast and caught his opponent off guard. He was fast, much faster than the bigger man he fought and managed to get in a strike that would have killed the man if he followed through. It was quite impressive to watch that Izzy was so good in only a few months. 

“Teach! Load a couple of pistols,” Hall called out. Ed loaded the brace of pistols he was handed as two targets were set up. 

“Shoot both at once,” Hall clarified. Ed looked, aimed and hit both targets. The others…didn’t do so well. 

“Well that was quite a display,” Hornigold said, “Some promising mutts. Some.” Hornigold pulled out a pistol and shot. Poor Greg fell dead and a hushed murmur spread then quickly quieted at a look from Hall. 

“Lunch first, then we’ll see you at your worst,” Hornigold said 

Ed and Izzy sat side by side nibbling on hard tack. Ed knew he was going to be asked to do some rope work, for whatever reason he was bad at it. Izzy was going to get in a fist fight. Jack had shitty aim but Ed didn’t think it was bad enough to get him killed. He thought his own rope swinging was fair enough but Izzy…had a disadvantage. 

“Don’t worry Iz, you did so good with the sword, Hornigold will want you for sure,” Ed said. 

“Hope so.” 

“This is fucked up,” Jack said. 

“I warned you,” Ed shrugged. 

The afternoon was tense. Everyone did their best at what they were worst at but they had the knowledge now that perhaps the worst of the worst would be shot and killed. Maybe more than one of them would. 

Ed made an ass out of himself on the ropes but kept his head high and went to sit where he was told. Jack missed his shots but Hornigold didn’t seem too miffed. One after one they all sucked until it was only Izzy left. 

A roaring cheer erupted as Hornigold's fighter stepped out, a man three times Izzy’s size. Izzy walked up to the man without hesitation. 

Izzy was knocked on his back by the first punch, but he got up and managed a small hit before he was once again knocked down. The man came down on Izzy and Izzy fought. He kicked and punched and didn’t stop. Ed was close to yelling for them to stop; he didn't want to watch them beat Izzy to death. 

“Stop,” Hornigold ordered and the man stopped punching Izzy and stood. Izzy groaned and rolled over on his side. Hornigold looked at him for a moment then pulled out his pistol. 

“Get up Hands.” 

Izzy stood, slowly, and spat blood to the side before looking at Hornigold. 

“Not bad for a runt,” Hornigold said and motioned for Izzy to move away. As Izzy walked toward Ed Hornigold shot a boy named Tom. 

Izzy looked close to tears and Ed moved toward him standing a little in front of him so he could hold Izzy’s hand without being seen. 

“Not a bad bunch of mutts. I’ll take Edward Teach, Jack Rackham, and Izzy Hands back with me this time, the rest of you go to the Minnow and Sorrow. We leave at first light.” 

Hornigold left and Hall came up to them and looked a little softer than she usually did, “Well done mutts, don’t fucking embarass me, and I will continue keeping my eyes on you.” 

Ed took Izzy to the galley and helped him clean up, he had a split lip and bruises everywhere but nothing looked broken. 

“I thought he was going to shoot me,” Izzy said. 

“I thought so too. We need to be careful when we’re on his ship,” Ed said and Izzy nodded. They made their way to sleep, their last night on what they now realized was actually a safe space and nothing like the reality of piracy. Ed helped Izzy into the bunk and tucked him in before jumping up into the hammock. 

Things were about to change again, but at least he had Izzy and Jack with him.