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notyourhetloki · 1 year

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Ken's NSFW Alphabet

Reader: gender neutral

/NSFW Ken x Reader/

A/N: You know what? I ALWAYS wanted to make one of these... I literally have no excuse for it I just need him carnally ok pls don't judge me NSFW Alphabet originally found here.

Warnings: this Ken has genitals lol, top!Ken, lots of sex talk, no images just text, very explicit!

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A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

I think Ken would be a very caring lover, making sure you had everything you needed and that includes aftercare! He would draw a trail of kisses down your body to your legs, massaging them while asking if you're ok, then would take you in his arms and keep you there for all the time you needed. Ken would even clean you up if necessary, joining you in a nice shower, combing your hair... Yeah, he's the KING of aftercare!

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

I think Ken really like his arms, they're amazing to show off his muscles and strength and even better for carrying you around!

And his favorite part about you is definitely your beautiful face! But most especially, your lips. Ken loves when you kiss him all over his body, it never fails to make him shiver.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically...)

Well, because he's a doll, I don't believe there would be a risk of diseases or pregnancy (particularly if you live in Barbieland/are a doll as well) so… yeah he would cum inside you pretty much every time. The feeling of you around him while he cums is intoxicating enough, but he would make exceptions for when you asked him to cum over your face… that vision was also fantastic.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Ken has a very big fantasy of fucking you while he wears his mink, or seeing you suck him off while he wears it… anyway, he wants to wear the mink!! But he feels a little silly about it…

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Before you, I don't think he had any experience, really. He knew about sex from the media he consumed (he even read a few books on it, out of curiosity) but sex was not really a priority especially in Barbieland. That is until he visited the Real World and you showed up...

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying.)

Cowgirl/boy. Ken loves to have you on top, seeing you bounce on top of him while he grabs your waist is SUCH a turn-on. And that way you also could control the pace... yeah, he adores it.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

It depends... are you making love after a whole day spent together? Yeah, he could be goofy, wanting to see you laugh at every opportunity he can. But are you fucking after spending the day apart, needy and desperate? No time for joking around.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He's a doll so I'm pretty sure he's just shaved down there... nothing really to be worried about!

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect...)

Ken is so needy... so needy he would embrace you during the whole thing if he could. He's the type of guy who says "I love you" during sex, and he's ok with it! As long as you say it back... and you always say it back.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Masturbating was not really a thing dolls did, but he would do it occasionally out of curiosity. And after you came around, he couldn't help himself a few times... humping a pillow before sleep and dreaming about your body. Yeah, he masturbated quite a lot then, thinking about you.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

PRAISE KINK this one's obvious… the guy could nut only from being praised if you took the time to do it. If you praise him during sex while looking him in the eyes, oh… his cock immediately twitches in anticipation. It's adorable, actually.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Because he's very jealous and protective of you, he only does it inside of your house (or his mojo dojo casa house) somewhere no one can see you, so yeah… not very adventurous in that aspect.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Besides the praise, just... being your boyfriend. Matching clothes with you, holding your hand... kissing you immediately turns him on, and being called names like "baby", "love", "blondie" makes him go wild. He just loves the attention and of course, loves when you're turned on as well.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

I don't think Ken would enjoy rougher sex... don't get me wrong, he can definitely pick up a fast pace from time to time, but... ROUGH as in, slapping you, calling you names... nuh-uh, he don't likey. He hates the possibility of hurting you in any way.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Ken honestly doesn't have a preference. He loooves eating you out/sucking you off and the praise that comes with it, making sure you finish so he can taste you. But oh, there's something just as endearing in the wet sounds you make while sucking him, the feeling of your lips tightly around his dick... oof! He loves both ways!

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

At the very first time you had sex I think Ken would be slow and not really in rhythm, so overwhelmed by the sensation of being with you… So you'd have to take control and guide him. He would eventually get the hang of it, and the more confident he became, the faster he went. So yeah, when he's feeling sentimental he goes slow, taking his time with you. But if he's feeling confident, he likes to show off and fuck you raw.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He's pretty neutral about quickies, I mean... Ken likes taking his sweet time with you, but if you're both feeling naughty and there's not really much time, he would definitely go for it!

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Hmm, I would say he's not really into taking risks. Ken probably waits for you to suggest something before he suggests it himself. He doesn't want to scare you off or anything like that.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last...)

Baby, he's a DOLL... He can go as many times as you desire! LOL But oh, on the first few times you had sex, he didn't last very long... he was too overwhelmed but soon he felt better! Now he lasts a reaaally long time.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Not sure if there are sex toys in Barbieland, but if yes, sure! He would definitely have a vibrator to use on you. Anything that helps you cum is a treasured tool for him, because getting you to cum is his top priority during sex!

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Besides lasting for an absurd amount of time, he loooves to tease as well. Kissing and softly biting on your skin before slowly going down on you, looking up at you with puppy eyes while humming and moving his tongue around your sex... yeah, he's a tease.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Fuck, Ken's loud. He learned to tone it down a bit by muffling his sounds with his hand, but he continues to be a loud moaner. He whines and groans a lot, too... calling your name while being super vocal. "Oh, my... yes. Yes, (Y/N). Please don't stop, ah..."

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Ken still gets emotional every time you make love, holding your face while kissing you deeply, your bodies moving in tandem feeling so good he could cry. He probably did cry the first time, but now he holds back trying to not seem too sappy.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants.)

I MEAN... hear me out. I think he's pretty damn hot, like... maybe around 7 inches? And like, girthy as well LOL He's a dooooll he has to have a pretty perfect dick, right??? (don't look at me)

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Again, not really high before you came around. Now he thinks about sex all the time, looking for excuses to be alone with you and get his hands all over your body.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Ken would make sure you were fine (and had finished), do some aftercare if needed and then he would fall asleep rather quickly, rolling over into a little spoon so you could hold him. In your arms, he feels safe and sound.

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yanderederee · 1 year

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Love,Manjiro

tw; nsfw, fingering, impliedunderage, simp:)

Part1 … Part2 … now~ … Part4 … Part5

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Once again, you caught Mikey in a lovesick stare.

You smiled fondly, and wrapped a loose lock of hair behind his ear.

You saw no reason to object. He was so cute, that look on his face. Mikey caressed your palm eagerly, loving how you let him do anything he wants with nothing but praise and validation.

Yet still, he knew you were good for him.

Your good habits and traits rubbed off on him little by little. He kept to a routine, and agreed to do the bare minimum so he could in the least, graduate with you. You promised him if he could pass every grade until third year highschool, you would stay his forever.

It was a silly little promise meant to encourage him to get a basic education, but in Mikey’s eyes, you were his. As long as he kept to his word, you wouldn’t leave him, too.

He wasn’t fond of the bullying happening behind your back before, but after you had kissed him that one day in the library, he didn’t stand for it.

He was a handful, though. Every day, he would lie and say he couldn’t find his own school books, or remember to bring a book bag with him at all.

Luckily for him of course, you always had your book, Spare pencils, and voluntarily carry both his and your own journals and homework. —that you made him do, every night.

Everyday after school, you couldn’t protest Mikey’s puppy eyes, leading you to his family dojo, claiming he can only study in peace when you taught him. And he really wanted to do so his homework in bed.

No darker intentions, he was sleepy. And you could never deny him a nap, even if you would affectionately nag him into finishing the homework he was more than capable of handling, afterward.

And once all the papers and pencil shavings were put away, before you could take your leave, Mikey would pull you in, firmly against him, holding so tight.

“I really like having you around… here, with me. I like your laugh,” he kissed your shoulder, smiling when you let out a complimentary giggle. “I love the way you look at me,” he rolled his head, meeting your gaze quickly, given you were already staring at him. “How you hug me without question,” a very quiet crack in his voicebroke at the end of his words, his eyebrows curling upward slightly. The implication was quickly met with your turning form wrapping your arms firmly around Mikey’s shoulders, your knees resting beside his thighs against the side of the bed. “When you k-“

You descended to meet Mikey’s lips in a solid, loud releasing kiss. “I also like when you kiss me,” you whispered, forehead resting on his.

His black eyes darkened as his eyebrows dipped deeply, desperately leaning forward to kiss you. Immediately his hands wrap around your rib cage, above your shirt, grabbing the fabric to bring you ever closer.

You gave him a hint of what making out felt like once in public. Now, he’s eager to put to use all that he’s learned til now in the confides of his own separated shed-room.

Closer, closer, he pulls you in, until your shirt is pulled off your shoulders.

His kiss is hot with how hard he breaths, from what seems to be excitement, having you all to himself.

But you knew him better than that.

“Manjiro…” you moaned into his mouth, peeking your eyes open so you could see to run the tears falling down his face into his skin.

He looked back up at you, sighing at the feeling of your thumb running over his cheek. He bats his lashes at you, desperate for you to say more.

How can you tell him no?

“Follow my lead,” you smiled, pecking his bottom lip once, then his top lip, til you slid your tongue flat against his own, melting together immediately.

Mikey couldn’t help the little whine that escaped at your bold movements.

“This whole time, until I say so,” you say clearly, fiddling with something behind you. “You aren’t allowed to open your eyes,” he notices a shift amongst the fabric against him, and realizes quickly you had unhooked your bra. “And you can’t stop kissing me.”

You untucked your shirt and threw your bra elsewhere. You drew your body in closer, your chest only a single layer of fabric between your soft chest and his own. And oh, he never really thought to realize, how soft your chest was.

Mikey bites his lip, wavering gaze still keeping up with you as you trace his reaction with your eyes. “You can touch anywhere you like, just go slow,” you stated, and gently took hold of Mikey’s wrists, guiding them under your shirt and rested his palms on your hips. “Okay?”

He nods, frantically, he nods, touch starved after years of disappointment after tragedy.

“It’s okay,” you shushed him, cradling his face with a smile. “I’m yours.” And kissed his waiting lips.

Immediately Mikey kisses you back, with fever and impatience. He’s pushing himself up, while pressing you down against him with all his strength. Immediately you moaned, embarrassingly loud. But it was his fault. “M-Manjiro..!” You yelled at him, an attempt at anger. Mikey grinned at his inappropriate actions, but he kept going, feeling no need to argue further.

Repeating himself, as though your warning meant nothing, he rolled the both of you into a push and pull make out session.

With wandering hands, slowly tracing the smooth textures that made up your body. He ran the tips of his fingers gently over every inch of your back twice before experimenting his thumbs to smooth along the line where your breast met your ribcage. Breathing into one another, you gave an encouraging ‘mm-hmm’. He answered by tracing further, until his thumbs met in between your breasts, the webbing between his thumb and forefinger cupping the underside of your breasts. They were so soft and so warm. It was only instinct that he cradled them roughly in his palms.

He loved when he was able to draw reactions out of you. Always, yes. But gods, the way you act under his touch, he himself feels like god.

Attempting to be slick, you rolled yourself into his touch, hoping he would read your body language.

Before that, he had shifted your seating posture so he was rolling his lower stomach between the juncture of your legs. Your weak thighs slowly rested you further down, threatening to sit into his waiting lap.

“Can I-“ he started, but was cut off with your impatient tongue. “Just as long as you go slow,” you said softly against his lips, a high pitched whine escaping when you gave in and sat into his lap. “Y-you can…” you said, now eye to eye with The InvincibleMikey.

While still a few fabrics away, your warm core sat right against his own, each twitching involuntary.

Pressing into him just a little more, you watch as Manjiro gasps helplessly. A soft and whisky ‘fuck’ fluttered out of Mikey’s lips when he slowly slid his right hand away from your breast, the perky nipple he was just attending to eagerly scratching against the fabric of your shirt.

The gentle friction made you let out a sigh, shivering into his touch. Keeping to his promise, his lips were latched against yours in wet colliding passion. His attempt at a slow kiss was unsuccessful when his hand finally slid over your skirt, tracing the hem of the material before his thumb peeks under, and his hand slides up the skin of your thigh to find your panties.

Opening his eyes to see your reaction, your expression lusty and pleading. God, he thought he would lose control there. Maybe he did, his feverish actions were confident and rough , trying to keep up with his own impatience.

“Manjiro…” you encouraged, squeezing your thighs against his hips.

His tongue lapped into the drooling kiss with persistence, even when you tried breaking your own rule to not break said kiss. He growled into your cavern when his fingers slid along the smooth fabric covering your core. It was warm. So fucking warm. You were so hot, what with all the sensations flooding your every direction. Even still, Manjiro’s assault on your left breast wanted to claim another squeal from you.

You moaned, sweet in tone. “P..please…” the back of Mikey’s nail pushed back the band of your underwear, and slid his dominant hand in, his palm gently petting against your skin, and finger tips making contact with your slick—

Mikey couldn’t help but clench his lower abdominal muscles, breaking the kiss to groan at how your arousal sent him into dangerous levels of need.

Mikey’s needy hands felt to touch everything. He’s never done anything like this before. You were his first kiss. His first crush. His first girlfriend. His first love. And now, he had you on top of him, taking his first intimate relation now too.

Manjiro willingly let out a drawn out, vocal moan as your whining pitched his erection to jump. “Y-your voice… please. Let me hear you, god, p-please.” He bit in small bites into the juncture of your neck, kissing and sucking in rhythm while he also explored you folds. He messaged them back and forth in between his fingers as he savored the silk feel. You were fucking intoxicating.

Unknowing to the sensitivity that same with licking the eroginic zone of your neck, his assault to leave behind little love bites only forced your pitch to rise. Biting your lip and swallowing thickly.

“S-so good… my manjiro, y-you’re so good f-for me…”

Your Manjiro.

Mikey grinned. He liked the sound of that.

“I’ll teach you one more thing tonight,”

You whispered,

You smiled when you pet your own hand over Manjiro’s rougher one. Pressing your finger tips against the back of Manjiro’s, you twitched involuntarily at the pressure. Manjiro’s pupils dilated.

Slowly, you slide his fingers up, barely over your bundle of nerves, twitching against him as though to reward him.

“So pay attention.”

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anqelically · 2 years

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heather | kyo sohma x gn!reader

content: no manga spoilers, angst to fluff with comfort, kyo defending his heart by pushing you away :((, inspired by the song "heather" by conan gray

word count: 2.3k

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kyo sohma was the boy you always chased after.

for someone who always came off as hot-headed and impulsive, you were able to see the soft, vulnerable side within. kyo was an orange, someone you had to peel apart to get what was good, to get what was inside.

a boy who was wronged since he was born for something he never did. they say he’s sinned by simply existing, yet how could the sweet boy that took care of you be a sinner?

you were 5 years old when you met him. he was 6 at the time, and his mother had recently passed away. it was a couple of months later that you met him. you were at kazuma sohma’s dojo when the older man introduced you two to each other.

“kyo, met y/n. y/n, meet kyo. y/n is a year younger, so make sure you take care of them, kyo.”

at first, he didn’t like you. you could tell by his childish glares and the way he crossed his arms every time you came over. it wasn’t until you confronted kazuma that you learned the reason why.

“he’s just scared,” he reassured you, his hand on your back. “he thinks that you’ll eventually take me away from him. and don’t tell him this, but i think he’s scared to befriend you because he thinks you’ll leave. will you, y/n?”

you turned your head to the man, “no… mom left me like his did, so i understand him. i want him to know i won’t leave. how do i do it, kazuma-san?”

that started the time where you never left his side.

as much as you could, you’d always go to kyo first. when people said mean things to him for being the cat, you defended him. when he was alone at the dojo, you tried your best to come over and keep him company.

eventually, kyo warmed up to you.

“y/n is a year younger, so make sure you take care of them, kyo.”

he remembered those words from his master, and he followed them through. when you came over to keep him company, he always made sure to take care of you by making you snacks. and when people started talking about you because you would defend him, he’d yell at them.

“they have nothing to do with this! if you’re going to talk bad about someone, then let it be me!”

you never did anything wrong, so let the world be damned if they thought otherwise.

as the two of you grew up, he continued to think that. however, you didn’t know that. during an encounter after he had run away from seeing a woman he once knew in an accident, he yelled at you.

“GO AWAY!”

kyo was sitting alone in a dark room before you bothered to go inside. your hand, gentle, touched his shoulder. you were going to ask him what happened before screamed at you.

“k-kyo,” you stuttered in shock.

“you never know when to quit,” his body shook. he then clenched his fists, “just leave me alone! you’re always coming back to annoy me… leave…! JUST LEAVE! I DON’T WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE AGAIN!”

he always coped by running away, which is what he did at that moment. he was distancing himself from you. if you were in that woman’s position and said what she did… he’d lose a reason to live. so if he was ever going to lose you, he didn’t want to care. he wanted you far away from him before he fell apart.

you didn’t get to see him until almost a full year passed. since you were a year younger than him, you were also a grade below. you weren’t supposed to, but the head of the family had sent you to go to kaibara, the same school that kyo and other members of the zodiac go to.

things didn’t go well the first time you two saw each other. well, you thought of it that way. you found him in a certain position at the wrong time. and with no explanation, it hurt you more than you thought.

you stood, frozen, at the scene in front of you. it was the first day of being in high school, the same school as him, and you were attempting to find your way around.

it was easy, really. the private school organized classes by their grades or department. you were coming back from the restroom when you saw kyo, his fist resting on the wall behind a brown-haired girl.

the boys the cat zodiac was trying to intimidate had run away, almost bumping into you. as kyo’s eyes followed them, they landed on you. the moment he made eye contact with you, his eyes widened.

no one had told him that you were also enrolling in the school. and after your last confrontation, he never got to talk to you again.

“kyo?” the brunette called, looking between both him and you.

unsure of what to make of everything, you looked down to the ground for a brief moment. your grey hair swept over your face before you left. just like kyo would, you ran away. you didn’t get to hear him call out your name as you did.

the next time you saw him, still the same day, the brown-haired girl was there too. you learned that she was the tohru honda your fellow zodiac had been talking about. besides them, there was yuki, momiji, hatsuharu, and tohru's best friends, uotani and hanajima.

they asked for you to join them in playing, but you turned them down. as you politely bowed down at them in apology, your hands tightly gripped the straps of your bag. you just couldn't bear to stick around kyo.

you knew he didn't want you around, he told you himself. if he was staying, then you thought it was better for you to go.

and as if the world was trying to torment you, you kept on seeing him. as much as you tried to avoid him, gatherings kept on being set up, and you'd often get dragged into it.

one thing you noticed after a while is that kyo didn't make an effort to talk to you. he'd act like he normally did for the most part, but he was a twinge softer than he was before.

what hurt the most is when you saw him smile. oh, that beautiful smile of his. your heart cracked when you recalled that it wasn't for you. he was talking to tohru when he grinned, slightly turning his head away.

again and again, you continued to see tohru make everyone smile and laugh. she had only been sweet to you, yet you couldn't help the feeling of burning jealousy in your heart. kyo pushed you away, yet he let her in. jealousy was ugly, and you hated yourself for feeling it.

with that, you let the distance between you and kyo grow further. despite the storm of feelings in your heart, you pretended like it was all okay. it only took so long for your heart to burst.

your day had already started off roughly after you saw akito in the morning. and to make matters worse, you ended up at shigure's house after school. momiji dragged you over, and now you sat with the older man while kyo helped tohru in the kitchen.

after getting a glimpse, you were sure they were cooking your favorite food. watching kyo cook it with tohru left a sour flavor on your tongue.

"you know," shigure spoke teasingly, "envy doesn't suit you so well."

you peeled your eyes away from the two in the kitchen, "what are you talking about?

he smirked, "oh, you know what i'm talking about. kyo pushed you away, and now you feel like our sweet, little tohru has taken your place. it's written all over your eyes."

"shigure-"

"you wish you were in her spot right now. it seems like kyo has made his choice, and you weren't the answer. it both angers and saddens you, doesn't it?"

“you never know when to quit. just leave me alone! you’re always coming back to annoy me… leave…! JUST LEAVE! I DON’T WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE AGAIN!”

everyone downstairs had jumped when you suddenly slammed your hands on the table. kyo and tohru turned to where you and shigure sat, but you were already running out of the house.

the dog zodiac closed his fan, "oh my, seems like they took that to heart."

"what the hell did you do!?" kyo yelled at shigure.

the man cheekily looked at him, "oh kyo, you seem to care a lot."

"of course i-!" the orange-haired boy stopped mid sentence.

he let out a stressed sigh before he sprinted in the direction you ran off to. things weren't supposed to be like this. today was the day. he's said things, hurtful and untrue, and he wanted to fix it. yet there he was, spending over half an hour searching for you.

it was when he heard a familiar howl that he knew he had found you.

kyo moved towards where it came from to find you, adjusting your shirt. a branch snapped beneath his feet, and you whipped towards him at the sound. the tears that ran down your cheeks glistened underneath the setting sun.

you would've ran away, but kyo was faster. he grabbed your wrist and held you back, catching his breath. he didn't budge as you tried to free yourself. you wiped away your tears before you decided the effort to escape was fruitless.

"why?" you asked. "why are you here?"

"why'd you run away?"

"i asked first, kyo."

"and my question is more important."

with his words, you finally gained the courage to look him in the eye. when you did, kyo could see the clear pain you held. your eyes used to shine when you hung out with him, but now you looked at him with heartache.

“more important?” you repeated. “don’t act like you actually care now. you’re the one that told me that i annoy you. if i did, why would you come to find me?”

“i didn’t mean it, (y/n).”

“is that so?”

kyo gently let go of your wrist, “it wasn’t supposed to be like this… that day, i- i pushed you as far as i could. i’m sorry, i regret it.”

you would’ve made a comeback, but kyo’s sincere eyes captured your attention. he clenched his fist at his side, “all i do is hurt people, and i didn’t want to hurt you. so… i did the first thing i usually do. i pushed you away..”

“and tohru? what about her?”

he looked at you confused, “huh? what does she have to do with this?”

you clenched your fists lightly, knowing that she had everything to do with this. you frowned, “she’s a pretty girl, you know. she’s also been so kind to me too, just like everyone else was saying. i can see why they all cling on to her, why you do the same. she makes you happy, huh…” the horrible feeling of jealousy bubbled inside of your stomach again.

“you think i like her, don’t you?”

it went silent.

of course you did, you thought. tohru was such a sweetheart, so it was no wonder that kyo seemed to be that comfortable around her.

when you couldn’t bring yourself to answer, kyo had sighed. he brought his hand to his face, covering it from you. it was when you were already looking away that he took a peak at you from between his fingers.

you had curled up into a ball on the ground, staring at his shoes. you glanced up at him when he began to take steps towards you. he knelt down to your height and hand your hand. you parted your lips at the action.

“you’re wrong, (y/n). tohru… i only care for her in the way a friend does. her mom, she- i knew her. the one i care about in that way is you. any feelings you think i have for her, i have for you.”

the pace that your heart began to beat at had increased, and the jealousy you felt in your stomach began to dissipate. for years, you thought anything you felt was one-sided. but as he cupped your cheeks, you realized you were wrong. you teared up again, pressing your forehead against his.

“kyo,” you murmured, heart racing, “please say it. i need to hear it from your-“

“i love you, (y/n). i love you and only you,” his thumb brushed over your lip. “after all these years, you’re the only one that’s made me feel like this… like i’m running in circles. it’s always you. now quit it with the tears, you crybaby.”

you let out a laugh, forehead still pressed against his. the cat wiped your tears away from your cheeks gently, even as new ones fell. he pulled your body in close, providing you comfort through a hug.

“so we’re okay now?” you shyly asked.

kyo looked away, “if that’s alright with you… i’m sorry for acting like how i did, truly. i want to stay. i want to stay with you for as long as i can. please, (y/n), let me be selfish.”

“selfish? oh, you’re anything but that,” you pulled away from his hug. a smile graced your face, “but if you see it that way, then i want to be selfish with you. i thought that you wouldn’t ever choose me, but you proved me wrong. i want you, kyo. all of you and what you have to offer. i love you, so please take care of me.”

all he could do is stare at your precious face. with his right hand on your cheek, he had done what he always dreamed of doing. kyo moved his head closer to yours and pressed his lips onto yours. you immediately closed your eyes, basking in the feeling of his slightly-chapped lips.

“even if you stop feeling the same,” he told you, “i’ll take care of you until the end of my days.”

note: AND IT'S FINALLY DONE !! i stopped writing about half-way through and picked up a while after, so i hope any switch isn't noticeable. thank you for the request @supernerdycookietrashblr much love to you xx <3

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itsscromp · 11 months

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I love kid reader with Kuai Liang and Toma Vbrada. ♥️♥️ Please a Kuai Liang and Toma Vbrada x GN shy!Reader. Like the reader is a Earthrealmer and have powers like Dr Strange. https://youtu.be/WBIeFOlDcJY?si=7MhNMF4Ton8VZ-hL

Kuai Liang and Tomas Vbrada x reader

Oooh an Earthrealm reader with powers, sign me up !!!. Word count:591

Taken in under the guidance of the Lin Kuei, You were extremely quiet and distant. No matter how much Kuai or Tomas tried to help you open up about yourself, You built your walls and kept to yourself. But being the patient brothers they were, They continued to try and help you feel comfortable with them.

Following the betrayal of Bi-Han and the formation of the Shirai Ryu, You started to open up.

"Good morning y/n" Kuai greeted you with a smile.

"Good morning..." You said, It was so quiet it was barley a whisper.

Kuai stopped in his tracks and turned to you.

"Did you... ??"

You looked at the ground, your walls being built up again until Kuai gently kneeled and rubbed your back.

"It's ok y/n, Remember that your safe with me and Tomas"

You softly nodded.

When Tomas found out he was over the moon on the inside when you started to talk to him.

"Hi..." You shyly said to him.

"Did you... Did you just talk ??" He smiled brightly.

You looked at the ground again but softly smiled.

He couldn't help but hug you tightly, He was so so happy for you.

But there was one element of you that they couldn't figure out, During missions when you three were so far away from each other, You were able to appear in front of them withing seconds.

Or if you were battling enemies in large groups or were two times your size, you were able to kill them all with the up most ease.

It continued to puzzle them.

But one day, after feeling safe with them, you decided to tell them how these miracles have happened.

While you were still a little quiet, you told them through writing.

"Do you both remember how I seem to appear when I'm far away or I take down many enemies without help ??" You showed them.

"Yes, we remember" Kuai responded.

"I have something to show you, come with me"

"What is it that you have to show us ??" Tomas asked curiously as you then guided them to the training area of the dojo.

You took a deep breath and held your hands up, Beginning to form a circle with one hand in repeated motions before something popped up, A portal.

"Is this... a portal ??" Tomas asked, You nodded.

"This looks like the front of the dojo" Kuai investigated and he was right, the portal led him to the front of the dojo. Heading back he was amazed.

"You almost have the same powers as lord Liu Kang himself" He gently smiled at you, causing you to shyly smile.

You then concentrated again and then began to form symbols with your hands to then conjure up what looked like an axe.

"That answers how you were able to take down large groups of enemies." Tomas was amazed as your axe then dissipated.

Picking up your notepad you then wrote. "I was scared to show you all, especially Bi-Han"

"We understand y/n, The fear of misunderstanding is evident with people who don't know what they see, especially Bi-Han" Kuai said.

"But rest assured y/n, You will feel safe with me and Kuai Liang, This doesn't change who you are." Tomas reassured.

Over time, with that fear and uncertainty, You grew less and less shy. Kuai and Tomas were proud of how far you're coming in terms of lowering your walls and opening up to them. No matter what, your brother will always be here for you.

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gemini-sensei · 2 years

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older!miguel x college!fem!reader where he’s got a kid about 4-6 and he needs a baby/housesitter so he hires reader. But one day he comes home fr whatever job you want him to have and hears the reader talking to her friend about how hot he is, her fantasies, and and how she would literally have his baby to give him a second kid. When he hears that, his breeding kink goes crazy. As a couple days goes by of him teasing her, he’s finally coming on to her and saying “i heard what you said to your friend” They literally fuck everywhere since the babys gone so they be as loud as they want. Shes LITERALLY begging, shaking, and crying for his cum inside her. 🤗

DILF!Miguel? Is that what I'm seeing?

Older!Single-Dad!Miguel Diaz x Babysitter!Uni!Reader

Chubby!Fem!Reader ○ dilf!Miguel? 👀 ○ I gave Miguel's son a name, hope you don't mind

I love this and it got so much longer than I thought it would tbh lol.

a/n: I don't speak Spanish and I don't trust Google Translate, but I firmly stick by the idea that Miguel speaks Spanish during sex, so fill in the blanks with some sexy Spanish ;)

"I'll have to show you a picture of him because I can't describe how hot he is... No, I'm telling you, he's really hot. He's one of those super fit, sexy dads. He teaches karate part tike at his old dojo and stuff."

Reader giggles as she talks on the phone, likely to one of her friends, but Miguel couldn't be sure. He's just walked in through the garage instead of the front door, but it seems he's walked in on a private conversation between his babysitter and her friend. He sees Reader sitting pretty on his couch, phone tucked between her shoulder and ear as she paints her nails, and can't help but listen in as he stays in the foyer.

"It's not dorky. I've seen some of his moves and it's really hot... I'd let him teach me some karate if it meant he'd pin me to a mat," Reader giggles. She stop everything as her cheeks warm up and she smiles hard. "Hell yeah, I'd let him fuck me. Fuck, I'd give him another baby..."

Miguel has to stop himself from walking in there, biting back a groan as he felt something deep inside of him stir. It had been a while since he'd actually been with someone, his son having become his number one priority. He had not dated anyone in a while, though some people caught his eye. However, hearing his babysitter say such things about him makes him want to walk in there and tear her clothes off.

She's a beautiful girl, curvaceous and plump. She has fat in all the right places, pretty hips that look so easy to grab, big tits that she hid in her college hoodie along with a soft belly, thick thighs that he wants wrapped around him as he fucks her. He loves when she arrives in tight shorts and a hoodie, hips and thighs on display. When she bends over to pick up his son, he can't help noticing her ass and how it must jiggle when slapped.

He'd be lying if he said this was the first time he's thought about how gorgeous she is, but he's never let those thoughts run rampant before. After all, she's his babysitter, she's in celloege. She shouldn't want a man like him, but his hunger for her is ignited and all those thoughts of her not wanting him go out the window. He won't worry with them anymore.

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Over the course of a few days, Miguel makes it a point to work from home. He has Reader coming around to mind his son while he works, but took long breaks often so he'd have time away from work. He plays with his son, of course, but he also plays with Reader. He wore tight shirt that showed off his arms; sometime he catches her staring while she was tidying up some toys. When she's in the kitchen getting snacks ready, he walks by her and let's his hand slid over her voluptuous ass. She never says anything about it and he gives it a firm squeeze one day as he passes her. While his son naps, they have little chats over drinks. Nothing too fancy, just tea or coffee depending on the tike of day. He learns more about her beyond what he already knew, beyond her college courses and the surface level things. He makes her laugh and blush, making sure to show her he's interested in her before he makes his move. The more time he spends around her, the more he falls for her, especially when she talks about how sweet and funny his little boy is. He practically stares at her with hearts in his eyes as she beams and tells him about how well his boy is doing learning his ABCs.

"Damián wanted to watch this documentary on sharks and I was worried it would be a little to much for him. I didn't know if it was going to be graphic, but we watched it together and it wasn't. He loved it and when we went to the library the next day, because I had to pick up a book for one of my classes, all he wanted were books about sharks. I think we cleaned out the library of all their shark books," she laughs as she tells him about her week. He smiles, admiring the gleam in her eyes and the giddiness in her voice. "He made me read him one as a bedtime story."

Miguel chuckles, deep from his chest. She's so cute when she's telling him such things, though it only adds fuel to the fire burning him up inside. "That explains all the books scattered across his bedroom then."

Her smile drops and she stares at him wide eyed and pretty. "I'll get that eaned up soon. It's just so hard to pick up after him sometimes. He loves to strough all of his toys across the room sometimes."

He laughs again. "Most four year olds do. Don't worry about cleaning up after him, it's about time he starts learning to put his toys away when he's done playing with them, though I can't help thinking part of the problem may be that's he's lonely..."

"Lonely?" she asks softly.

He hums and nods. "Sometimes I wish I could give him a little.brother or sister to play with."

Reader smiles at him kindly. "What's stopping you? Surely there are pretty women throwing themselves at a guy like you all the time? None of them catching you eye?"

"No," he tells her with a shake of his head. "I've had my eyes set on someone, actually, but it wasn't until recently that I found out they feel the same. I mean, I'm attracted to her, and I think I can really fall for her. I just hope she wants to fall in love, too."

"Oh really?" Reader asks, ears perking up at the mention of a love interest. Her heart sinks, thinking it mustn't be her. She's just a babysitter, someone who comes when he's not around, minds the house while he's away. "I bet if she finds you so attractive, she'll more than likely fall in love."

He smirks, getting the impression she thinks the same of herself. The conversation stops there as a little timer goes off and Reader stands from her seat. She walks into the kitchen to pull something from the oven and Miguel watches her until she turns the corner, then stands to follow.

Only when she's put the hot pan down does he come up behind her. However, this time he doesn't just graze his hand over her ass. No, instead he stands right behind her and gently puts his hands on her hips. She jumps as he makes her presence known and looks up at him over her shoulder. "Mr. Diaz-"

"You know, I heard your little conversation the other day," he mumbles, looking down at her lustfully. He presses his hard on again her ass and she lets out a small, shocked squeak. "The one where you were telling your little friend about how sexy I am."

"You- you heard that?" she asks, cheeks growing warm as she looks away from him. She's a little embarrassed that he overheard such a conversation. One where she gushed about how attractive he is and even fully admitted to wanting to bear his next- "Oh."

"Oh," he repeats back and slides his hands up her waist, feeling up her curves. Of course she can say no at any time and he'll stop, but as she melts into his touch and leans back into his chest, he gets the impression she doesn't want him to. "You're not too bad on the eyes yourself."

He gropes her belly and rolls, mapping out every inch of her he touches. Every curve, every roll, every little detail he can find. He slips a hand up her shirt and rests it against her lower abdomen, thinking about what she'll look like plump and round with his baby.

He grunts. "You have a perfect, strong body. Wide hips, pretty thighs, fat tits, and this soft pouch of belly..."

She whines softly, eyes closed as he touches her. The feeling of his hands on her makes her burn from the inside out and she wants him to touch her everywhere. "Please..."

"Please what?" he asks her, searching for her consent.

She looks up at him. "Please, Mr. Diaz, I want you."

He chuckles, cock throbbing against her fat ass. "You can have me, just don't call me Mr. Diaz."

She smiles and turns to face him, his hands gripping her tightly and pulling her close. Her hands brace on his chest and she leans up to kiss him, smashing their lips together in a heated and needy union. It's quick and hot, so she can pull away and say, "Whatever you want, Miguel."

He pulls her in for another kiss, this one longer and steamier. He starts undressing, having little care for the fact that their clothes are on the kitchen floor, no one else is around to find them. They're alone, his son away to spend time with Uncle Robby and his kids. So, he leads Reader to the island, never breaking their kiss until he turns her around and bends her over the countertop.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted this," he tells her, voice low and deep. He pulls her pants down along with her panties and let them pool around her ankles, his fingers finding her fat, wet cunt moments later. He teases her for a moment before shoving two fingers into her tight hole, scissoring them to stretch her out in preparation for his cock.

Reader moans, holding onto the edge of the counter because it's all she can manage. Her pussy gets wet as he plays with her, opening her up for him. "I-I feel the same way."

Miguel smirks, feeling her arousal drip down his hand. He fingers her for a while longer before pulling away from her to undo his belt. He only shoves his pants and boxers down far enough to free his cock and brings the tip to her folds. She whines as he teases her, pushing the tip in and out of her until she can't take it anymore, which doesn't take long.

"Please, Miguel," she moans, looking at him over her shoulder. "Please fuck me. I need you so bad."

"I will, don't worry," he grunts, taking hold of her hip in one hand as he pushes the tip in again. She bites her lip and as he sinks into her before screaming with pleasure as he buries the full length of his cock into her. Once he bottoms out, leans over her and lets out a loud groan in her ear. "You told your little roommate you'd have my baby... that still true, hermosa?"

Shivers run up her spine and her cunt clenching around him. She nods, turning her head to look at him again, eye half-lidded in lust and pleasure. "Yes."

He mutters in something in Spanish and draws back, only to quickly rut back into her. The force of his thrust pushes her hips into the edge of the counter and she moans at the pressure of being sandwiched between him and the island. He drops his head and starts kissing her neck, making sure to leave a hickey and mark her up so people know she's his now.

She was in pure bliss as he fucked her, the thrill of it making her hot all over. It was her wildest dream come true, all their back and forth little flirting over the last few days finally worth something. She wasn't even embarrassed anymore that he had overheard her little phone conversation; it was clearly worth it. He knew what he was doing, one hand holding her waist and pulling her into his hard thrusts whilst the other toyed with her clit. She moaned loudly, but every time she said his name he made a particularly rough thrust into her that hit deep and hit a special spot inside her.

As he neared close to his orgasm, he rubbed at her clit faster. "Fuck, gonna fill you up. You're gonna give me another baby, right? Let me breed this tight, young pussy? Let me fuck you again and again until I've put a baby in you?"

"Yes! Yes, please!" she whines, feeling her end nearing. She tries pushing herself back into him, but he wraps and arm around her and pulls her up. She braces herself on the counter, leaning on her hands as he hold her around the waist and plays with her clit. "Oh God! Miguel! Miguel! I'm coming! Oh my god!"

"Do it, come on my cock so I can come in you! Come on my cock!" he grunts. His thrusts begin to slip into uneven ruts and his has a tight grip on her, seeking out his high as her walls squeeze around him.

She cries out as she comes and he lets out a string of curses as he feels her gummy walls constrict around him. He brings his hand up to her face to turn toward him and kisses her passionately, still fucking into her as she comes. She creams on his cock and it leaks down his shaft, making a mess of them as he pushes himself to the end. He comes not long after her and slams into her, ensuring he comes deep in her cunt as she milks him for every drop he can give her. They moan into each other's mouths, never parting as they experience their highs together. Her body begins to relax and he holds her close to him, letting her rest against his chest.

He finally pulls away from her when the need for air burns. He pants hard as he drops his head onto her shoulder, letting out her name in huffing breaths. When his orgasm subsides, he slowly pulls out of her. Their mixed cum leaks down her thighs, but it's the least of his worries as he turns her to face him. He's quick to pull her into another deep, heavy kiss before he's fully caught his breath and she throws her arms around him, holding him close.

The next time he pulls away from her, it's barely at all, and he grunts out, "Want you to hole onto me." He slips his hands behind her thighs and she understands, quickly making work to kicks off her pants. He does the same before she jumps and he wraps her legs around his waist. She starts kissing along his jaw as he carries her to the living room, planning to breed her on the couch next.

He has big plans for them the rest of the night, making sure she has his next baby.

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clovermarigold · 10 months

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Smoke & Ice Headcannons- Happy edition

Ok so doubling down might not have been the best idea. I am writing this at gun point now. So, enjoy I guess.

pt.1 pt.2

Being the middle child, he had the most free time to himself, his father doting on Tomas, and his mother on Bi han. This is what led him to become such great friends with Harumi.

Was made fun of endlessly by Bi han for his obvious crush on Harumi. Tomas said it was sweet and that she would make an amazing sister.... He preferred Bi han's teasing.

In the past two head cannons I've stressed that he was not his parents' priority, but they still loved him and spent time with him. After Harumi had expressed her love of tea, Kuai Liang tried to adopt this love, so, he turned to his father, who could never be seen relaxing without a good cup.

He bonded with his mom by cooking, contrary to what everyone else would think, he is a very good cook. The majority of the clans moon cakes are his mother's recipe, and a good half were made by him.

Though the brothers are different and tend to get into arguments regularly, that is standard brother behavior. And up until the betrayal they had their good moments. So here are some sibling style antics they've gotten into.

Bi han makes an unhealthy amount of 'milk' jokes to Tomas. Both in the sense of Tomas being super white, but also... his father didn't come back with the milk.

Both Bi han and Tomas make fun of how Kuai Liang sits.

Kuai Liang got fed up with how one sided the fights were between his two brothers, so he taught Tomas the art of, "I'm not in your room" (standing in the doorway).

What he did not account for was Bi han beating the absolute shit out of his brother for it. The three of them ended up cleaning the dojo for a month after their dad found Tomas on the floor crying, while Kuai Liang and Bi han tried to shut him up and tell him he was ok.

Bi han lunging at Kuai Liang after he walked in on him confessing that he did care for Tomas to their mother.

The three of them getting grounded after getting caught trying to sneak out because Tomas told them about a honey cake, he grew up with in Prague called a meldovnik.

Bi han will head lock Kuai Liang and force him to take back saying he was a pushover.

Kuai Liang will make Tomas feel so guilty and tell him he definitely hit Madam Bo WAY to hard.

(Dressing the brothers in matching clothes)

Mom: aww you look just like your brother

Kuai Liang: shit

Bi han: ew

Tomas: 😢

His first roll was a middle school play rendition of the wizard of oz... he was a tree.

He's a huge cat person, but after he found out Kenshi was allergic to them, he bought a pet rabbit saying it 'reminds me of you'.

At first Kenshi didn't care for it but after waking up to a warm fluffy lump on his chest he caved. Johnny gave him the power to name it... he regrets that decision every day of his life.

And so may I introduce the mascot of the mkcu, the rabbit that can be found sleeping on the director's chair in-between takes of every shoot, Kris.... (Ex wife's name with a 'k')

He's starting to regret dating this asshole.

#mk1 #mk1 2023 #bi han #kuai liang #scorpion #smoke and ice #shirai ryu #smoke #johnny cage x kenshi takahashi #johnshi #johnny cage #kenshi takahashi #bi han x reader #smoke x reader

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fruitybashir · 8 months

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The Holidate (Spet me k tebi vleče) - Chapter 6

Excerpt:

“Welcome to my Mojo Dojo Casa House” Bojan says when Kris follows him inside and up the stairs to the first floor. Kris tries very hard to resist the urge to push him down the stairs.

Don’t kill him, he thinks to himself, you’re too pretty to go to prison.

Bojan opens the door to his apartment and turns to Kris, grinning and wiggling his eyebrows. “And this is where the magic happens.” he says and swings the door open dramatically.

There are no witnesses, Kris thinks, no one would even know.

Read chapter 6 here!

#okaaaaayyy lets go!!#i MADE IT!! ON TIME!! YEEHAW #this one has a special little treat for you i hope youre all ready for this lmao #joker out #bokris #bojan cvjetićanin #kris guštin #new chapter

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beah388love · 5 months

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Johnny Lawrence fluff alphabet

18+ Minors DNI!!!

Full Masterlist

Cobra Kai Masterlist

A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

He loves going to golf n stuff with you and cuddling with you after school or karate.

B eauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

He loves your @ss especially slapping it and hearing you yelp.

C omfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

He would sit with you and Hold your hand until you calmed down , once you did he got you too speak to him about what happened.

D reams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?

He pictures you two Getting married and having your dream house and dream family together.

E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

He l tries to be dominant but as soon as he looks into your eyes he can't and its like hes Being hypnotised , he gives into everything you say.

F ight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

He will usually forgive you very easily and he hates fighting with you so he tries to avoid things that would cause arguments between you both.

G ratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

He is super grateful for you and always thinks to himself about how he got you and how amazing you are.

H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

He doesn't hide much from you besides when its something about karate like if he beat someone up.

"John Lawrence!" You yelled As you slammed his bedroom door "Yeah?" He asked really confused

"Why have I heard about you beating a kid up?!" You yelled "Shit.." he muttered to himself "he looked you up and down!" Johnny said trying to defend himself "your apologising tomorrow!" You said whilst walking away and Johnny just rolled his eyes "Ugh".

I nspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

He completely changed , he went from Mr.No one Messes with to Mr.Attachment issues.

He always brags about your relationship and he completely changed , like his attitude well for you , he still treats others bad but not you.

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

He is the most jealous person EVER. If a guy even stands to close to you he would yell and punch them.

K iss - Are they a good kisser?

What was the first kiss like?

Your first kiss was A couple weeks after you began dating , he took you on a date and it was getting late so he walked you home , before you went to your door he gave you a passionate kiss on the lips , with his hand on the back if your hand and the other on your back.

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

You and him were cuddling in his bed until he realised he had karate in about 5 minutes so he quickly got up and got ready "Bye Babe I Love you!" He yelled as he ran out the door , you sat there shocked and when his training was down you waited outside the dojo. When he came out you jumped up onto him and gave him a big kiss "I love you too!" You said with your head in the crookneck of his neck.

M arriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

He would Definitely want to get married , he would plan it for months and he would go all out he would take you somewhere beautiful and get down on one knee "Y/N will you marry me?" He would say and of course you said yes.

N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

He loves calling you babe or Baby but he also loves calling you hot stuff.

O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

He gives you everything and he always looks at you and admires you , he also loves seeing you smile And the way your eyes light up , he would do anything to see your smile.

P DA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

He is very upfront about your relationship and he makes it very clear to girls who flirt with him. He knows you dont like it when girls flirt with him because he doesn't like when guys flirt with you so he tells them right off the bat he's with you and lives you.

Q uirk - Some random ability they

have that's beneficial in a relationship.

He Can calm you down and ease your anxiety in Minutes and it really helps you especially when your in public with big crowds.

R omance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

He will go all out and bet his friends to make big pro postal signs for you at school , he goes all out and will get you loads of flowers and your favourite chocolates.

S upport - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

He loves helping you and seeing you Get better at things , like he taught you how dance and now he loves watching you dance and loves when you dance with him.

T hrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

He doesn't mind trying out some new things but likes to try and keep it how it normally is and having somewhat of a routine in a way.

U nderstanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

He understands you a lot and knows How you are inside and out , he loves how he can help you and be there for you to talk to.He's very empathetic and listens to you and tried to help you as much as he can.

V alue - How important is the relationship to them? What is it's worth in comparison to other things in their life?

You relationship is worth so much to him and he loves your relationship and he would go to great lengths to keep it.

W ild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

He has a box of memories under his bed with pictures of you two and Little things in there like A coin you saw on a date you had or one of your hairbands he found in his room.

X OXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

He Is the biggest hugger you've ever seen , as soon as he comes home from karate he falls on top of you and Wraps his arms around your waist , and falls asleep in your arms.

Y earning - How will they cope when they're missing their partner?

He Will miss you and miss your cuddles and kisses but he will try to distract himself And play games or go out with his friends in the meantime.

Z eal - Are they willing to go to great lenghts for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

He would go to great lengths for you he would do basically anything for you.

#johnny lawrence #Johnny Lawrence x reader #cobra Kai #karate kid #x reader #x you #fanficiton #fanfic

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mellyssageversee · 5 months

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Eclipsed - Prologue

ZoLu/LuZo Au story

Repost from my other blog. I know this story is currently on the back burner due to me writing Noble Hearts, but since it is Luffy's birthday I decided to post one of the other chapter I have done.

Summary: Sun God Nika is accused of a crime he did not commit. Nika goes into hiding to avoid being hunted by other Gods who wish to have him replaced. This inadvertently plunges the world into darkness, triggering an ice age. Only one human has faith that Nika will return the Sun.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Zoro landed harshly on his back, the impact sending a jolt of pain through him. Standing tall above, Kuina wore a smug grin, her wooden sword pointed mockingly at Zoro's chest.

"Another win, just like always." Kuina teased in that sing-song voice of hers.

Zoro's nostrils flared in irritation.

"Damn it! I would've had you if I wasn't nursing this stupid injury!" Zoro growled, swiftly rising to his feet and forcefully shoving Kuina's wooden sword to the side.

“Excuses, excuses…” Kuina tutted disapprovingly, shaking her head. Her sword rested casually on her shoulder, and her free hand found a place on her hip. “If you keep that up, how do you expect to become the world’s greatest swordsman? Attitude matters, you know.”

Zoro clenched his teeth in frustration.

“It’s not an excuse! I got sunburnt, and it’s messing with my movements.” Zoro argued. His face was turning redder than his sunburnt arms.

Kuina laughed and playfully pinched Zoro's cheek.

"Aww, you’re just sun-kissed, that's all.” Kuina teased. “Serves you right for taking a nap out in the garden.”

Zoro swatted Kuina’s hand away.

“I like the warmth.” Zoro crossed his arms, adopting a slight pout.

Kuina burst into laughter.

“You’re like a little kitten! Always finding a sun spot to nap in.”

Zoro gritted his teeth, reacting by grabbing his wooden sword and attempting to attack Kuina. However, she effortlessly blocked his strike.

“You’re too predictable when you get upset.” Kuina remarked, a wide grin on her face. Swiftly, she swiped her sword at Zoro’s feet, causing him to tumble. Sticking her tongue out, Kuina hurriedly darted away, leaving Zoro fuming on the ground.

Zoro sprang back to his feet, determinedly trailing after Kuina. Although Zoro had only been training at Isshin Dojo for a year, he was already second in the class… below Kuina. Her remarkable prowess fueled an unparalleled motivation within him. Witnessing Kuina effortlessly defeat opponents, even grown men, often left Zoro awestruck. He marveled at the fact that this young girl possessed such remarkable skills with her sword.

In the dappled sunlight filtering through the trees, Zoro pursued Kuina, driven by a desire to emulate her strength. The main entrance of the extensive garden seemed to welcome the children’s friendly chase. Zoro finally caught up, panting slightly, as Kuina greeted him with her radiant smile. Seating herself in the middle of the garden's pathway, she invited Zoro to join her. Feeling slightly out of breath, Zoro settled down beside her in the warm glow of the sunlit garden.

“I can see why you enjoy napping in the garden so much.” Kuina remarked, running her fingers through the soil. “I don’t think I ever got a chance to tell you how it was blessed.”

Zoro, catching his breath from the run, attempted to feign disinterest, but his raised brow betrayed his curiosity.

“What do you mean by 'blessed'?” Zoro inquired.

Kuina gracefully rested her hands on the ground, leaning back as the sunlight embraced her face. With closed eyes, she spoke solemnly, allowing the warmth to touch her.

“A few years back, before you joined the dojo, it was a harsh winter. Our garden struggled,” Kuina recounted. “Others in the village depend on us for food, especially in tough times. But that year, even feeding ourselves was a challenge, yet people still turned to my father for help.”

Zoro sat in contemplative silence, his brows furrowed, reflecting on the hardships faced by Kuina and the villagers.

“One night, I couldn’t sleep. The cold and hunger were keeping me awake, and then I saw a light outside my window. At first, I thought the sun had risen too early, but then the light disappeared. When I looked out, there was someone standing in our garden.” Kuina recalled, a fond smile playing on her lips. “I thought he was crazy…”

“Crazy? Why?” Zoro asked, no longer attempting to hide his interest.

Kuina opened her eyes, turning to face Zoro.

“It was freezing, but he was wearing sandals and summer clothes!” Kuina shared, her eyes gleaming with delight at Zoro's interest. “At first, I thought he might be a traveler trying to steal from our garden in the middle of the night. With so little food to go around, I couldn't let him do that. So, I grabbed Wado-“

“Kuina, no!”

“Yes! And then I ran out to the garden-“

“Why didn’t you wake up your dad?!” Zoro interjected, his jaw hanging open in disbelief at his friend’s bold move to confront a stranger in the dead of night.

“I was worried the man would be gone by the time I woke him up! So, do you want to hear what happened, or are you going to keep interrupting?” Kuina pouted.

Zoro reluctantly closed his mouth, biting his lip to refrain from further interruptions. Pleased to see Zoro finally staying quiet, Kuina continued her story.

“So I grabbed Wado, jumped out my window toward the man, and pointed my sword at him. I warned him that if he took anything from our garden, I'd strike him down where he stood. He turned to face me and... and he laughed.” Zoro could only imagine how Kuina reacted to being laughed at, knowing well that his friend disliked being underestimated. “His grin was so wide… I was convinced he was a madman! Then, he plucked one of the unripe tomatoes.”

Zoro gasped, unable to suppress his reaction. Kuina, well aware that she had Zoro completely enthralled, purposefully paused for dramatic effect.

“What did you do?” Zoro eagerly pressed Kuina to continue.

Kuina smirked.

“I swiped my sword down, aiming to slash at the hand that dared steal from our garden.” Kuina leaned back, gazing at the corner of the garden closest to her window as if reliving the moment. “But I missed… he was so fast, I barely registered him bouncing over me. When I turned to face him again, I was blinded by the same light from before. Suddenly, the man looked different. His hair turned white, dancing like fire. I found myself surrounded by a radiant glow, and then it hit me... I had tried to strike down a God.”

Zoro felt his heart sink into the pit of his stomach. Threatening a God was unheard of, it was an act that usually led to merciless consequences. Entire villages had been wiped out in the past for displeasing Gods, and Zoro knew the gravity of the situation Kuina had unwittingly stepped into.

“I suddenly became so scared. Wado slipped from my grip, and I found myself on my knees, pleading for mercy. He laughed again, and I was certain I had just cursed the entire village.” Kuina's smile softened. “But then, he knelt down to my level. Can you believe it? A God... kneeling! He even patted my head. Though his touch was warm, I remained frozen in shock. He took hold of my hands and handed me the tomato. I couldn't believe my eyes! It was suddenly ripe.”

“He moved past me, strolling through the garden. His light grew brighter and brighter, casting a radiant glow. Turning to give me one last smile, he vanished into a beam of sunlight, absorbed by the rising sun.”

Kuina's eyes brimmed with happy tears as she recounted the memory. Zoro struggled to fully grasp the significance of his friend's experience.

“Are you telling me you met Nika?” Zoro inquired, recognizing that only the Sun God could wield the power of the sun to disappear in such a manner.

Kuina nodded.

“After he left, the garden flourished with growth. I rushed inside to share Nika’s blessing with my father, and we were able to extend that blessing to others.” Kuina explained, running her hands over the soft soil of the garden. “It still amazes me that, even after all this time, the ground blessed by Nika retains its warmth.”

Zoro couldn’t resist reaching toward the garden soil. The warmth he had enjoyed during countless naps turned out to be Nika’s blessing all along.

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier? I wouldn’t have napped here if I knew the ground was sacred.” Zoro admitted, a tinge of guilt in his tone.

“I don’t think Nika minds. He seemed gentle that way.” Kuina reassured. “He's unlike what I've heard about other Gods. He’s unique, for sure, but I believe he genuinely wants to help others.”

Zoro observed Kuina's affectionate expressions as she spoke about Nika. If Kuina held the Sun God in such high regard, he must truly be an extraordinary deity.

“Nika is definitely my favorite of all the Gods.” Kuina declared, as if sensing Zoro's thoughts.

Zoro continued running his hand along the warm, blessed soil. In that moment, Zoro decided that Nika was his favorite God too.

(Next Chapter)

#zolu #luzo #zolu fanfic #Zoro x nika

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Ryan Gosling/Beach Ken and maybe Simu Liu/Tourist Ken prompts. I don’t know, maybe some of these can be interchangeable between which Ken you want. Pls tag me if you’re inspired by any of these and I’d love to read it! 💕

1. Something similar to that scene in Toy Story 3: You’re a doll that’s one of Barbie’s friends. You’re not named Barbie, but have your own name. You don’t have a Dreamhouse like the Barbies but your place is cozy enough and you like it, having given it your own personal touch. You’ve had an unrequited love for Beach Ken but can’t compete with how perfect Stereotypical Barbie is. Besides, Ken is usually stuck to her side like glue. Wherever she goes, he goes. So you keep your feelings to yourself. You’re sure Ken only sees you as a friend anyway. But while Barbie is still in the real world, you’re horrified at Ken brainwashing all your friends as he turns Barbieland into Kendom.

With Barbie gone, he turns his sights towards you and keeps you for himself, wanting to make you either his bride-wife or long-term long-distance low-commitment casual girlfriend. The choice is yours, but you’re not leaving his sight until you decide. He keeps you confined in Barbie’s former bedroom of his now Mojo Dojo Casa House and tries to brainwash you too, but it doesn’t work because you already love him. You feel heartbroken and betrayed that he’d try to turn you into his mindless piece of arm candy or servant like he’s done to the other Barbies. You used to daydream about him finally noticing you and returning your feelings, about being wrapped up in his arms and kissed silly, but he’s becoming someone you don’t recognize and it scares you. You often lie awake while he sleeps soundly next to you in Barbie’s former bed with his arm either over your waist or behind your head. After who knows how long under house arrest, you break down and have a panic attack.

“I can’t take it here, Ken! I’ve always wanted to live together but not like this! You were wrong about me, about what I wanted. I do want to be with you, Ken, I do! Just please take me away from this, take me away!”

Your crying and hyperventilating makes him feel things he’s never experienced before. What is this pain in his chest? Is this…remorse? Guilt? He doesn’t like these feelings and wants them to go away. He wants to see you smile again. When was the last time you smiled? He’s horrified when he realizes he can’t remember. He holds you and caresses your hair as you sob, even as you try to struggle out from his grip and push him away or beat your hands on his chest in frustration. He’s begging you to breathe and cease your tears. As he tries to talk you down from your panic attack, he realizes what a mistake he’s made. Let him earn your forgiveness. Give him a chance to fix this. What can he do? Please, just tell him what to do to make it all better, to make you happy. All he’s wanted is love, he’s just been too foolish and focused on Barbie to see you were always there, already giving it to him. He was seeing things through tunnel vision but he can see more clearly now.

2. Write something for the Ken of your choosing with the Toy Story 3 quote, “She’s a Barbie doll, Ken, there’s a hundred million just like her!”

“Not to me there’s not.”

3. You’re a mermaid doll that Ken falls in love with. While he’s a land walker and you’re a sea princess, you make it work. He’s often carried you around bridal style to different places he wants you to see and lets you stay in his large swimming pool at his house or in the bathtub so you can spend more time together. Most often you meet at the beach during the day, but sometimes you’ve met on the beach at night after everyone else has gone to bed. You’ve spent many nights together around a nice campfire. Ken always tries to show off and impress you, and you’ve splashed him with your tail sometimes to be playful and flirty. You’ve shared kisses while going for swims together, gone on treasure hunts, etc.

4. You’re a human that Ken starts dating after the Kendom Versus Barbieland debacle. You never thought he was crazy unlike some other humans he’s met. You help him acclimate to the real world and stay by his side as he works to discover who he really is. He’s so in love with you he’s even taken you to Barbieland, regardless of what the suits at Mattel might have had to say about yet another human crossing over. What Ken was not expecting or in any way prepared for, however, was you getting sick. (Whether you’re sick while in Barbieland or the real world is up to you.) He’s unfamiliar with things like fever, headache, cough, etc. Nobody truly gets sick in Barbieland ever. They’re always cured within seconds. But this is the first time he’s seeing the full extent of sick symptoms on a human and it’s even more concerning since it’s all happening to you, the woman he loves.

He genuinely thinks you’re dying. He’s never witnessed death before and doesn’t really know what it is, but as beautiful as you are he can’t help but think you look like death itself and it terrifies him. Is it possible to die even in Barbieland? He doesn’t want to think about it. You ask him not to leave your side, but he thinks he has no other choice than to fetch Doctor Barbie. You do your best to calm him down as he begs you to hang on and wait for him until he returns. Don’t fall asleep just yet, he’s heard falling asleep can cause humans to slip into something called a coma. He’s not sure what that is either but it sounds really bad. Don’t succumb to your sickness and leave him while he’s gone. Please don’t slip away, he’ll be back with the doctor soon, he promises. He holds your hand. He kisses your forehead while he presses a cold cloth to it. Doctor Barbie uses everything at her disposal to make you feel better and Ken follows her instructions to a T. You assure Ken you’ll be fine, you just need medicine and lots of rest. Despite your many assurances, he’s still determined to watch over you 24/7 until you’re fully recovered.

5. You’re a doll and Ken dates you after working on discovering himself. What you’re not prepared for is the unexpected seasonal change in Barbieland as it turns to winter and becomes incredibly cold. It’s almost always summer here in Barbieland, but the Winter and Christmas Holiday Barbies are visiting and have brought the snow and cold with them. It’s fun for a while; You and the other Kens and Barbies experience snow for the first time and are shown how to make snow angels, snowmen, and have snowball fights.

But the cold eventually soaks through your clothes and seeps into your bones, becoming too much. So you and Ken retreat back inside and get the fireplace going. After you get changed out of your wet clothes, Ken wraps you in his mink fur coat when he realizes you’re still shivering. You’re so used to the summer sunshine weather in Barbieland that chilly winter is new for both of you, but maybe it’s not so bad if it means you and Ken can snuggle up together under the warmth of his coat and the many soft blankets while the fire in the fireplace burns. There was a special drink the Holiday Barbies gifted you too. Hot chocolate or cocoa you think it’s called?

6. You’re a Haunted Beauty Barbie like the Mistress of the Manor, Ghost Barbie, Vampire Barbie, or Zombie Barbie. Everyone else in Barbieland is either low-key or high-key scared of you and steers clear. Whenever you leave your haunted mansion or whatever you live in, none of the Barbies or Kens interact with you much if they can help it. They think you’ll put a curse on them or suck their blood or something, even though you’re actually harmless and really nice. It’s near impossible for you to make friends because of your off-putting appearance. You know you’re kinda scary looking with your gothic or Halloween style, but you don’t want to change it to suit their preference because you believe it’d be disingenuous to who you are. You’re actually kind of shy and introverted, usually sticking to reading books or making art. Beach Ken is the first person brave enough to approach you and talk to you like you’re normal. He’s nice to you and invites you to hang out with him, wanting to be your friend. Over time, you share your likes and interests with each other and your friendship becomes a romance.

Ken is happy to learn he was right about you and that you’re actually a very sweet person underneath your scary exterior. You introduce the other Kens and Barbies to things like Halloween and show them it doesn’t have to be scary, it can be cute and fun too! With things like pumpkin carving, dressing up, arts and crafts, candy, etc. One time you gave Ken a goth or Halloween makeover when he asked, since he was still trying to discover his identity at the time. He wasn’t sure if he identified with the goth or Halloween aesthetic, but he appreciated you taking the time to make him over. He really thought this new look was fun to try out! He wouldn’t mind if you gave him more makeovers in the future. You really are a pastel and goth couple and it’s adorable.

7. What if it was Ken who started having an existential crisis and dark thoughts in Barbieland because the human in the real world who was playing with his doll needed his help? He’s expecting a child, a young girl or boy with childhood trouble but is surprised when he instead realizes it’s you, an adult who’s Going Through It. When you finally meet him face to face, you can’t believe that he’s real, that he’s standing in front of you in the flesh. But only a Ken would probably wear outfits like what he has on now. It suits him though. You played with his Ken doll to escape reality for a bit and take a break from the stresses of being an adult, but it seems you’ve inadvertently poured your feelings onto him and they have seeped into his psyche. He’s experiencing new things like his eyes are leaking, he has feelings that there’s danger but no threat is in sight. What are these things and what do they mean? Crying? Anxiety? Seems like you don’t just need his help, he also needs yours.

While he’s in the real world, you take him shopping for some normal clothes, but he turns it into a modeling montage. You try to demonstrate how to eat and drink real food, but watching him reminds you of the dinner scene from Beauty and the Beast, etc. Shenanigans and Hijinks ensue and you fall in love along the way. After you show him your world, he takes you to his and gives you a grand tour of Barbieland (When Tourist Ken tries to cut in and give you the tour himself, your Ken tells him to back all the way off! You’re his girlfriend and he’s got this!) Your eyes light up in amazement much like how his did when he entered your world.

8. You’re either an equestrian in the real world or a Cowgirl Barbie with a ranch called Barbie’s Horse Adventures. Either way, you have pet horses and lots of experience working with them. You surprise Ken by bringing over 2 horses so you and he can go horseback riding. You teach him how to ride and he’s so ecstatic yet nervous because he wants to do it right. He wants the horses to like him. He feeds them treats and laughs at the feeling of their lips and big teeth against his hand. He pets their necks and helps you look after them. You go horseback riding either through beautiful forested trails or along the beach. It’s awfully romantic and Ken can’t help but lean forward in his saddle to kiss you while your horses are walking side by side. He apologizes afterwards, but you tell him you liked it. Your mutual love for horses is the starting point of a beautiful romance. He can’t let you do all the labor by yourself! He loves helping you around the ranch as a….What’s the word again? Groom? Are you married now!? Is he your groom-husband and you his bride-wife??

When your horse gets spooked and rears up on its hind legs and throws you off, Ken is immediately off his own horse and coming to your rescue. Are you ok?? Are you hurt? Let him look you over please. He’s not a doctor but he has some First Aid supplies in his saddle bag. When one of your mares gets pregnant, he’s so excited and wants to name the foal when they arrive. Both of you are by the mare’s side while she’s in labor and give her everything she needs. But for some reason, she’s suddenly not looking so well. You don't know what's wrong. It was moving along, then it just stopped.

“But her water broke, right?” Ken asks, petting your mare’s neck to comfort her.

“About ten minutes ago.”

“I think she's distracted.”

“What?”

“By that colt over there. She keeps eyeing him like she'd prefer a little privacy.” Ken is already back up on his feet, urging the colt away. “Shoo! Get out of here! Give poor mama horse a break!” He comes back to your mare’s side and resumes comforting her. “There, that's better, huh? Now you can push your little baby out with some dignity.”

“She's doing it. She's pushing. Yeah. Here we go. That's my good girl. Ok, here it comes. Well done, [horse’s name]! It's a girl/boy, just like we were hoping for, Ken! Look how cute she/he is. She's/He’s so sweet. Welcome to the world, little one. What do you want to name her/him?”

“I have to admit, I'm amazed how great you were with [mare’s name],” you later commend Ken while you’re both watching her with her new foal.

“What can I say? We totally bonded.”

Ken is so proud and encouraging when the foal tries to stand up on its long gangly legs and walk for the first hours of its life. That’s his horse, and he loves them already. They’re gonna grow big and strong under his care and he’s gonna train and ride them once they’re big enough. He’s a proud Horse Dad!

9. You’re a child doll in Barbieland, so you never age or grow up. You’re perpetually young both mentally and physically. Barbie and Ken are either like your big brother and sister or your adoptive parents. Tourist Ken is like the Cool Uncle who tries to get you to like him more than Beach Ken by bribing you with ice cream for breakfast and other fun things behind Beach Ken’s back. Beach Ken and Stereotypical Barbie are great at raising you like a sister or daughter, but there’s not really much of you to raise. You’ve never grown bigger or changed. Until the human in the real world who’s playing with you starts experiencing puberty and having the weird thoughts and feelings that go along with it.

You become self-aware that you’re not growing and have the same confusing thoughts and feelings. You’re full of questions and become self-conscious about your body. You’ve lived here for years, so why aren’t you an adult yet like most of the other Barbies and Kens? You never really thought about it before, but you want to grow up. When Barbie moves to the real world and becomes human, you go with her. When you experience growth for the first time, you’re both excited and scared as your body and personality go through constant changes. When you visit Barbieland, you’re so excited to show all the other Barbies and Kens how you’ve grown taller and updated your wardrobe, among other things.

10. You’re Stereotypical Barbie’s twin sister but you’re a Plain Jane Barbie. You’re like the Mary Bennet to her Elizabeth Bennet. You’re not conventionally pretty, you have hobbies but aren’t exactly talented at them, your social skills are weak and your flirting game/love life are nonexistent. Your sister is a girly girl and you’re a tomboy. In the real world, Mattel said something about sisters who are total opposites being more marketable and selling more toys. You have a huge crush on Beach Ken, maybe you even love him, but he’s been pining for your sister for so long you doubt he’s ever really noticed you. If there’s one thing you are good at, it’s being invisible.

He’s always tried to impress Barbie or keep her attention on him. You’re so clumsy and socially awkward in comparison to your perfect and popular sister, you can’t count the number of times you’ve fallen flat on your face or otherwise embarrassed yourself in front of the other Barbies and Kens when you’ve tried to fit in or stand out in a good way. Your attempts to embody your sister have all failed and your friend group is small or nonexistent in contrast to her large social circle. But you’re still worried about her when her feet become flat and she keeps falling over herself. You try to console her when she gets cellulite and thoughts of death. She’s always been there for you when you needed her emotional support, especially when you finally confided in her that you have a crush on someone. You weren’t brave enough to tell her who it is, but she was supportive and encouraged you to go for it anyway. She gives great pep talks, so now you’ll do the same for her.

When Ken tries to turn Barbieland into Kendom and kicks Barbie out of her Dreamhouse, he lets you stay. You’re torn between them and don’t know what to do. You’re stuck in the middle of a conflict between the man you love and the sister you love, and you don’t want to choose one side over the other. The situation is made even more uncomfortable when Ken realizes his patriarchal brainwashing didn’t work on you like it did the other Barbies. You didn’t go with him and your sister to the real world, so he eventually puts together that your immunity must be because you already love him. This is not how you wanted him to find out about your feelings, but there’s no going back now. Your secret is out in the open. What happens next?

11. You’re a doll and the kid who was playing with you leaves you unattended and at the mercy of their younger sibling(s). In the real world, the little kids color your hair a bright unnatural color with markers and/or cut it in a choppy, messy style. They scribble on your skin/face and mess with your clothes. So in Barbieland, your appearance reflects that. When Ken (and maybe Stereotypical Barbie) see what’s happened to you and what a mess you are, they come to your rescue and you’re given a luxurious makeover. Your boyfriend (and bestie Barbie) do your hair, makeup, wardrobe, etc. They give you lots of personal attention as they fix you up and get you back to your normal, beautiful self in no time.

#barbie ken x reader #ken x reader #ryan gosling!ken x reader #ryan gosling!ken #simu liu!ken #simu liu!ken x reader #barbie 2023 #barbie fanfic #beach ken #tourist ken #random prompts #random fic ideas #fic ideas #pls tag me if you write any of these #i’d love to read it

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interaction with a Karen while working at my dojo’s front desk:

Karen: (sees a lesbian pride flag) wait, you’re a lesbian?

Me: no, I’m bisexual

K: but you don’t look bisexual!

Me, an intellectual: oh sorry lemme just-(pulls out a bisexual flag sticker and places it on my forehead) this better,

BITCH?

#i’m sorry tumblr didn’t have yellow letters 😭#lgbt pride #lgbtq #lesbian #bisexual #shitpost

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GIRL. I decided to come on tumblr dot com for like 5 seconds for a quick distraction and saw all the dojoe buzz and f*ckn CACKLED. like omg what is happening I feel like this is the twilight zone but I’m just glad my reaction was “I have to laugh” and not all sad and shit like I thought it might be when we finally see him in his first public relationship (whether real or pr).

And then I come straight to your blog to see your reaction to the news and absolutely SCREAMED when I saw this:

💀💀💀

I think I’m gonna log off now and take another break but I just wanna say a million thank you’s for creating the most supreme version of Joey, and as soon as I can find the strength to crawl outta my cave I’m gonna catch up on all the new Joey (Wes’ Version) I’ve missed and also respond to your message.

I love you and our perfect Joey k thanx byyyeeeee XO 😘

THE NEW JOEY WES' VERSION, IM SCREAMING

#you do you babes <3333 #hugs and kisses

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Toaster Troubles

Title: Toaster Troubles Fandom: TMNT 2003 Word Count: 3409 Author: aquietwritingcorner/realitybreakgirl Rating: K/G Characters: Raphael, Donatello Warning: NA Summary: All Donnie wants to do is fix the toaster. All Raph wants is for his five-year-old brother to wait for supervision. This is going to end well. Right? Notes: Part of the Little Don AU, an AU I’ve had forming in my head where, during a crisis with the Time Scepter, Don sacrificed himself to save everything. Instead of it killing him, though, it turned him into a baby, and his family has needed to raise him all over again. ff.net || AO3

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Toaster Troubles

As much as Raph missed his brother, he couldn’t deny that having little Donnie around was a lot of fun. Getting to see how his brother viewed the world, watching as he learned everything again with wonder and excitement, it was refreshing and there was something special about it. It was like Raph got a window into how his brother’s mind worked that he hadn’t been able to have before.

Of course, Donnie being, well, Donatello, it had led to some pretty heart-stopping moments as he explored the world around him. It had gone from pulling all sorts of things out of his mouth, to pulling him away from dismantled appliances, to pulling him out of dangerous places because he had seen something interesting in them. Donnie was always keeping them on their toes, even with Splinter anticipating at least some of this.

Yet, Raph wouldn’t trade spending time with his little brother for the world, even if it meant dealing with the results of his curiosity. And when Donnie wanted to spend time with him over the rest of his family, well, Raph couldn’t help but feel a little special at that. He enjoyed those times with Donnie.

Today, Donnie had been favoring Raph, even with the mundane things, and so Raph had scooped him up and taken his five-year-old brother with him to the kitchen to work on dinner. It wasn’t anything too complicated. Just some chicken and rice, with a side of vegetables. With the rice cooker, and some of those microwavable vegetable mixes in a bag, most of dinner would be easy. It was just the chicken that would take most of Raph’s attention.

Well, that, and one little brother who it was best not to ignore for too long.

“Alright Donnie, ready to help me make dinner?” he asked as they walked into the kitchen.

Donnie, who he was carrying under his arm like a sack of potatoes, giggled and nodded. “Mm-hm! I’m ready to help, Raphie!”

He wiggled a little, clearly asking to get down, and Raph obliged, standing him on the counter.

“Alright. We’re gonna have chicken, rice, and some veggies. How’s that sound?” Raph asked.

“That sound good!” Donnie said, bouncing on his toes. “Which veggies?”

Raph thought for a second. “Tell ya what. If you can get into the freezer by yourself, then you can pick them out, alright?”

“Okay!” Donnie grinned brightly and dashed along the counter towards the refrigerator. Raph kept an eye on him. It would take a little maneuvering and thought for Donnie to manage to open the freezer, find all the different vegetables, put back the ones he didn’t want, and close the freezer. But it was an easy and safe way for him to practice his ninja skills outside of the dojo, and that was always a good thing. In the meantime, Raph got out a cutting board and knife and pulled the package of chicken thighs out of the sink where it had been thawing. He didn’t really want Donnie messing with raw meat yet, so he’d do all of the work with them.

Glancing back over at his little brother, Raph saw that Donnie had managed to open the freezer, and was now laying on top of the refrigerator, leaning over it to reach inside and pull out the vegetable packets. Raph couldn’t help but grin a little. That was a good way to do it, and he was proud of his little brother for figuring it out. Not that he had expected anything less from Donnie.

Raph started cutting up the chicken, keeping an ear on Donnie, and he looked over when he heard the freezer door close, watching as Donnie jumped back onto the counter and ran over to him.

“This one!” he said with a grin. “Look, it has baby corn and snap peas! I like baby corn and snap peas!”

“I know you do,” Raph said. “Alright, put it by the microwave. It won’t take too long to cook, so we’ll do it later.”

Donnie carefully made his way to the microwave, and sat the bag of vegetables by it, before coming back towards Raph. “Now what?” he asked.

“Hm. Well, since my hands are covered in raw chicken juice, how about you help me season the chicken?” Raph said.

Donnie grinned and nodded, and Raph started rattling off instructions to the boy. Donnie, as usual, was a very good listener, and followed all of Raph’s instructions about seasoning, preparing the pan, and turning on the water for Raph to wash his hands. Raph slid the chicken in the oven to cook and stood back.

“Alright. Now we just gotta do the rice,” Raph said.

“I’ll plug up the rice cooker!” Donnie said, scooting along the counter to go do that.

Raph grinned at the enthusiasm, and got the rice, preparing it. It didn’t take long and within minutes the rice was in the rice cooker, the timer set. That done, Raph looked around the kitchen. There were plenty of dishes to be done, and it’d be easier to do them now than to wait until after dinner.

“Keep an eye on that for me, will ya?” Raph asked Donnie. “I’m gonna wash some of these dishes.”

“Mm-kay!” Donnie chirped and turned to watch it.

Raph turned his attention to the sink full of dishes, keeping an eye on Donnie, who was sitting on the counter, watching the rice cooker, and chattering to himself about something. He nodded to himself, satisfied that Don was occupied with his own thoughts.

Most of the dishes in the sink weren’t too hard to clean, except for a couple of them, which had gotten food dried on and stuck. Those took focus and elbow grease, but he eventually he got them off. Smirking triumphantly to himself, he turned to check on Donnie again—and nearly had a heart attack.

Instead of sitting on the counter, carefully watching the rice, Donnie was now surrounded by pieces of the toaster, the thing stripped down and, thankfully, unplugged.

Mentally, Raph cursed to himself. He should have been watching Donnie more closely. His brother had gotten in the habit of taking apart just about anything he could get his hands on—and he couldn’t always put them back together yet. They tried to keep him from doing it alone, especially since he wasn’t aware of the dangers of what he was doing, but sometimes he still managed to sneak something by them.

Taking a breath and keeping his voice calm, Raph looked over at Donnie. “Donnie? Bud? Watcha doing?” he asked.

Donnie didn’t even look up from what he was doing, taking another piece off of the toaster with his—yep, that was the Swiss army knife that he had been gifted on his birthday. “Fixing the toaster,” he responded, laying another piece down. “It’s all dirty in here. I’m cleaning it out and then I’m gonna fix the spring so that the handle stays up better and the toast pops out better.” He looked back over at Raph. “The tension got all loose, see? And the springs need to have good tension! But I can make that happen if I just put them back better.”

He grinned at Raph, all shinning eyes and missing teeth. “I can fix it, Raphie!”

Of course he would notice something small like that. And of course he would try to fix it. Raph let out a careful breath. “Yeah, I see what’s wrong with it, Donnie,” Raph said. “But why don’t you wait until after we eat to try to fix it. Maybe we can get LH to come over and--”

“But I can fix it now!” Donnie interrupted, his bottom lip jutting out just a little. “I can do it!”

“After dinner,” Raph said firmly. “And with supervision.” The timer for the chicken went off, and Raph turned to attend to it. “Leave it alone for now, Donnie,” he said. “Why don’t you put the veggies in the microwave?”

His attention focused on the oven for the moment, Raph opened the oven door and peered in. The chicken looked done, and it smelled just right. Raph grabbed a potholder and pulled it out of the oven, settling it on the stovetop. He carefully poked a few pieces with a fork, and nodded to himself when they seemed just right.

“Food in two!” he yelled in the direction of the door, knowing that his family would hear him. He turned his attention back to Donnie and frowned. His little brother hadn’t put the vegetables in, and hadn’t moved from where he was sitting, still stubbornly playing with the toaster which was now completely disassembled.

“Donnie,” he said, his voice firm. “I told you do leave it until after dinner.”

“But I can fix it now,” Donnie insisted.

Raph frowned, and tossed the bag of vegetables in the microwave, before turning back to his little brother. “It’s dinner time. You can come back to it after we eat. But it’s time to eat now.”

Raph recognized the stubborn spark that rose in Donnie’s eyes and settled in his shoulders. This was about to turn into a fight.

“No,” Donnie said, resolutely. “It won’t take me long! Look, it’s cleaner now! All I have to do is put it back together.” His hands reached for a couple of pieces. “I’ll eat after I’m finished.”

Raph suppressed a growl, but before he could do anything, he heard footsteps approaching.

“I heard dinner in—uh-oh,” Mikey stood in the doorway, watching.

“What’s uh-oh?” Leo asked, coming in behind him. He paused when he saw the toaster scattered on the counter. “Oh,” he said.

“It’s nothing,” Raph said, his attention still squarely focused on Donnie. “Just trying to convince Donnie here to come to dinner. Dinner’s almost ready, the table just needs to be set.”

“Mikey and I can take care of that,” Leo said, knowing it was usually best to leave dealing with Donnie to whoever was already dealing with him. “Come on, Mike.”

The two moved, but Donnie refused to move from his spot. He scooted closer to the toaster.

“Donnie…” Raph said. “Time to get off the counter.”

He should have known that wasn’t going to work.

“No!” Donnie said, the word just below being a shout. “I’m gonna finish this first!” He reached up and curled a hand into the bottom lip of the upper cabinets, doing his best to secure himself. “I can do it!”

“My sons?” Splinter entered the kitchen. “Is there a problem?”

“No problem, Sensei,” Raph said. “Just trying to convince Donnie to come to dinner.”

Splinter moved closer, and then seemed to nod to himself as he saw the mess. “I see,” he said. He looked back up at Don, clearly taking note of the stubborn way the little boy was sitting there. “Come, my son. You can finish this after we have all eaten, so that the food does not get cold.”

For a moment, Don’s resolved wavered just a bit, even as he clearly wanted to stay with the toaster.

“Come on, Donnie. I promise you can go back to it afterward,” Raph said. “We’ll get LH over to help.”

Something about what he said seemed to solidify Donnie’s desire to stay put. “No!” he said, tightening his grip and beginning to look upset. “I-I’m gonna finish this first!” he said, his voice starting to waver with tears. “I need to put this back together first! And I’m going to before I eat! I’m going to! I’m going to put it back together!”

“Come on, Donnie!” Mikey said from the table, as he sat out plates. “We’ll get LH to come over like Raph said. You love LH! He’ll help you—”

“NO!” It was a shout from the normally quiet little boy. “I can do it myself! I can do lots of things myself!” his chin trembled, and he held tighter to the cabinet. “I can! And-and-and I don’t care if the food gets cold! All of you can eat it! I’ll make mine warm later—after I fix this!”

Splinter straightened up. “Donatello,” he said in his no-nonsense voice. “That is enough. You will eat dinner with us.”

“No!” Donnie yelled out, and Splinter reached up to take him off the counter himself. “No!”

Donnie yelled out again and tried to squirm away. Splinter, though, was faster and stronger, and he pulled Donnie off of the counter, prying his hands off of the cabinets.

Donnie wailed as Splinter pulled him away, still twisting and Splinter simply carried him over to the booster seat that they had for him. Donnie yelled and squirmed, trying to get out of it when Splinter put him in it.

“Donatello,” he said firmly. “You will sit with us and eat your dinner!”

“No!” Donnie said, and angrily pushed his plate away from him. “No! I don’t wanna eat! I wanna fix the toaster! I wanna fix it! Why won’t you just let me fix it!”

It was clear that this was becoming a full tantrum, and Splinter, clearly having none of it, picked Donnie up again.

“We will be back,” he said over Donnie’s howls.

The remaining three brothers stood there in silence, watching and listening as Splinter took Donnie to his room and shut the door behind him.

“Geeze,” Mikey said. “It’s been a long time since Donnie’s thrown a tantrum like that.”

“I know,” Leo said, looking over at Raph. “What happened?”

Raph shook his head, “I dunno. I was washing dishes, I turned, and he had the toaster in pieces. When I tried to get him to come to dinner, well… You saw all of that.”

“I wonder why, though?” Leo said. “Something triggered the tantrum.”

“Let’s hope he’s not getting sick, like last time,” Mikey said, shuddering.

None of them had enjoyed that particular tantrum and the clean-up, although once they realized that Donnie was sick, it had made the tantrum a bit more understandable.

Still, the brothers ate quietly, listening to the yells and howls of their youngest brother as he threw the biggest tantrum they’d heard yet. They were nearly finished eating by the time the tantrum started to calm. It was only a few minutes later that Splinter returned, pushing a still sniffling Donnie in front of him.

“What do you have to say?” Splinter asked the boy.

Donnie opened his mouth, looked at Raph, at the toaster, and then back at Raph.

“I’m still gonna fix the toaster!” he said defiantly.

“Donatello!” Splinter said.

Donnie’s chin began trembling again. “I-I am! I’m going to fix it!”

“Dude. Why not just wait until LH—” Mikey started.

“No!” Donnie yelled, cutting him off even as tears began to rise in his eyes again.

Raph let out a frustrated noise. “Why is this so important to you!” he halfway yelled back, exasperated at Donnie’s stubbornness.

For a moment, there was silence, and then Donnie burst into noisy tears. Leo reached over and whacked Raph on the shoulder, even as Raph looked at his little brother, slightly horrified. “I—”

“Why won’t you ever let me do anything!” Don sobbed out. “I can do it! I can fix it! But you won’t let me! None of you will let me! I’m smart! I know how! I can do it! I can do it! I can do it!”

His words turned into noisy sobs and desperate tears, and Splinter reached down, bundling the boy up in his arms. “Ah,” he said. “I think I understand.”

Three pairs of confused eyes looked at the rat as he held the sobbing tot in his arms. Splinter simply moved to a chair, and sat with Donnie, rocking him slightly.

“When Donatello was young, the first time, he had already begun taking things apart and putting them back together at this age. As I was somewhat ignorant at the time of the dangers, I allowed it, especially as he was able to make many things work.” Splinter ran a hand up and down Donnie’s shell, trying to comfort him. “Perhaps in our zeal to protect him, we have instead stifled him.”

Donnie was a bit calmer now, although still clearly upset. “I can do it,” he said his voice muffled from where he was curled into Splinter. “I can put it back together all by myself.”

Oh. Oh, that hit a bit different and explained things. Raph looked at his baby brother, new understanding forming. It wasn’t about the toaster itself, but about them trusting him to be able to do things.

Raph knelt next to the chair and reached out, rubbing Donnie’s shell. “Hey, Bud. I’m sorry I didn’t understand,” he said softly. “It’s not that I don’t think you can put it back together, it’s that I don’t want you to hurt yourself, okay? The idea of you getting hurt scares me, and I want to keep you safe.”

Donnie kept his face buried in Splinter. “But I’m safe,” he said. “I know all the protocols! LH and Aunt April taught me! I just wanna do it by myself, ‘cause I can!”

“We understand that, my son,” Splinter said, pressing his nose to Donnie’s head. “But that still does not excuse your behavior. Even when you were that upset, you knew that it would be better to use your words than to throw a fit.”

Donnie didn’t say anything, but he nodded a minute amount.

“You will be allowed to fix the toaster, by yourself,” Splinter said. “But only after you have both eaten and apologized to your brothers.”

Donnie sniffed and nodded. “Okay,” he said.

Splinter let the boy get down, and he looked up at his brothers, before looking down at his feet again. “I’m sorry,” he said in a small voice. “I shouldn’t have thrown a fit. That wasn’t right. I shoulda used my words better.”

“It’s alright,” Leo said. “We forgive you.”

Donnie sniffed, and looked up at his brothers, taking in their expressions, and then looked back at Splinter.

“You are forgiven, my son,” Splinter said. “Now—come eat your dinner. Afterwards, you will repair the toaster, and then we will discuss your punishment for the tantrum.”

Donnie’s eyes grew a bit wet again, but he just nodded. “Yes, Father,” he said.

Splinter and Donnie ate, while the rest of the brothers cleaned up from dinner. Afterwards, Donnie worked on the toaster, fixing it perfectly, just as he said he could. He was, however, sent to bed early, and would be doing some extra meditation with either Splinter or Leo tomorrow. The rest of the family settled in the living room, a little exhausted from everything that had happened.

“Well, that was something,” Mikey said.

“Certainly not the way I expected things to go,” Leo agreed.

“Yeah, but—” Raph looked at his family. “What are we gonna do about this? I don’t think we can just keep Donnie from taking things apart anymore.”

Splinter shook his head. “No, we cannot. He is a gifted and curious child, and in our attempts to give him a better life, we may, in fact, be stifling him. I will talk to both Leatherhead and April about Donatello’s education going forward. Perhaps it is time we gave him a little more freedom when it comes to his engineering endeavors.”

“Uh-oh,” Mikey said, a teasing lilt to his voice. “Here it comes. We’re gonna start finding screws and bolts and tools everywhere, probably with our feet, and it’ll hurt worse than legos.”

“And we’ll have to start making sure he doesn’t sneak projects under his covers at night,” Leo said.

“And we will have to get used to mistakes, clanging, and small explosions,” Splinter said.

“Yeah,” Raph said. “But we dealt with it before—we can deal with it again.”

There was a general murmur of agreement from the others, and they settled into a companionable silence. Perhaps they should have seen this coming sooner. After all, Donnie may not have been Don, but he was still Donatello. Of course he was going to be a little engineer. And if Raph was honest with himself? Having Donnie start down that path again was comforting. He looked forward to the day when Donnie had the lair ringing with the sounds of his latest project again.

He just hoped it didn’t involve anymore tantrums.

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