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[the-original-skipps]

|| Warned You. || Yandere!Suo Hayato x Reader x Sakura Haruka || Wind Breaker ||

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PLAY!

traitor suo final boss theory? i know we've all thought about yandere suo before no? just me? hehe

: fem!reader. angst. unrequited love. heavy violence, blood, dark content, yandere vibes, mentions of death

"P-Please stop..!"

You cry out your voice hoarse from the repetition. Writhing on the dirtied floor littered with dust and blots of blood, as the rope burns- etching its mark onto your wrists and ankles. Lying in some dirty abandoned warehouse. Watching helplessly as another heavy first lands its mark, a sound of gurgling and coughing in response. Suo, eyes lifeless as he straddles an almost unconscious Sakura on the ground- who's lying in a small pool of his own blood.

Blood dribbles from Sakura's mouth as he tries to remain awake, his shaking arm outstretched as a futile attempt to stop Suo as another hit lands on his already badly bruised face. You feel yourself hyperventilating , breathing heavily as you look onwards towards the awful scene in front you. What happened? How did everything lead to this outcome? Suo and Sakura were supposed to be friends, vice captain and class captain. Suo who would always have Sakura's back emotionally and physically has now turned his fists against his own supposed friend. Sakura who would never let his opponents pin him to the ground, lying still with barely any retaliation. How could he? Against someone who he opened his heart to and let into his lonely world. Was it your fault?

You think back to a scene a few months ago. A blushing Sakura standing in front of you as he stutters out the words that have your heart pounding and smile stretching. "I like you." Of course, you returned his sentiment-you felt the same for him after all.

Back then, why didn't you notice? The dark gaze that always lingered on your boyfriend's back and that smile that never reached his lips. Suo who would always greet you warmly growing more silent as the days go by. Why didn't you talk to him then? You should have confronted him, asked him what was wrong. Just as he was Sakura's friend, he was also yours. Maybe just maybe if you did, things wouldn't have been led to this-you would all be happy. However, it is far too late as your hesitancy has given birth to the worst possible outcome.

"I warned you (Y/N), but you didn't listen."

Suo suddenly speaks out yet his focus is still on Sakura, his somber voice snapping you out from your thoughts. An awful dread washes over you. Those words trigger another memory you would have liked to have kept hidden. Those threatening messages from an unknown number popping up again and again despite you blocking them. Those crumpled notes you swore you threw away appear time and time again in your shoe locker. All along it was Suo, wasn't it?

"S-Suo, please..! Stop...stop!"

Your voice is getting hoarse with how you kept yelling and screaming out for Suo to stop, as his fists repeatedly collided with Sakura's face. Suo was completely ignoring you, his hands and clothes stained red with blood. Even when there's blood on his face Suo does not stop. Sakura, covered in his own blood trying as hard as he can to remain conscious. The sight made you nauseous, as tears rain heavily from your eyes. What should you do? At this rate Sakura is going to die.

“Please just s-stop...! I’ll do anything, just p-please…leave him alone..!”

Your words only fuel Suo as his eye grows darker, he stops his fists to wrap his hands around Sakura's throat. At the sudden change Sakura wheezes and struggles, trying to pry Suo's hands off his neck. You panic at the scene, thoughts running amok as you struggle to find the words to convince Suo but it all stops when you see Sakura trying to face you. Your eyes widen as Sakura’s eyes come in contact with yours, despite Suo forcing his attention on him-Sakura now ignores him, opting to look at you. Just by his eyes you could tell he was trying to assure you that he was alright, you don’t have to worry about him. Just by sight alone, you're reminded of the times he used to look at you like that. His eyes soft with his hidden smiles, thinking you couldn't see him but in fact you do and the sight warmed your heart ingrained into your mind. Trigged by a distant memory, telepathically words suddenly appear in your mind, it’s Sakura’s voice. You can hear it as clear as day- the words he always wanted to tell you, as his eyes remain connected with yours desperate to convey them to you.

“I love you, (Y/N)…”

His eyes soften as a small smile appears on his face. The same smile from your memories. Then a moment later his eyes flutter closed. He could no longer hold on to the darkness that tries to envelop him. His struggling form stills and his hands drop. At the sight you let out a dreadful wail, thrashing wildly against your binds with all sense of sanity gone. Suo halts as your harsh voice rings out throughout the warehouse. He then fists Sakura’s shirt bringing his face closer, inspecting him as if Suo just noticed that Sakura has stopped moving. Sakura’s head hangs lifelessly despite being pulled forward harshly. Ironically, the blood splattered on Suo’s cheek runs down like a tear. However, instead of feeling sad or worried for his friend, a smile slowly stretches out on his face. Abruptly letting go of Sakura’s shirt, his body flops back to the ground as he lies in the pool of his own blood. Uncaringly, Suo then turns to face you-eyes cold as he gleefully exclaims.

“Whoops, I think I killed him.”

The look on his face alone sends you into the depths of horror and despair. Not a hint of regret in his eyes, as he confesses as if he was just caught spilling milk. The tears flow uncontrollably now, as you heave and pant-your insides churning, calling out Sakura’s name relentlessly-that maybe with a miracle he’ll wake up. “Shh shhh, it’s okay.” Suo coos as he finally stands up and walks over to your lying body on the ground. He crouches down in front of you, his bloody hand reaching out to soothe your messy hair. However, before his hand could come in contact with your head, you harshly jerk away-as you screech at him. Eyes casted anywhere but at him.

“DON’T TOUCH ME!”

You wanted nothing more than to tear these ropes off of you and tackle him, inflict the same pain he did to your beloved tenfold. Suo blinks at you confused, before his smile turns into a frown-his dark eyes staring down at you. “Get over it (Y/N), he’s dead. He’s not coming back. No matter how much you resist me.” Suo speaks to you as if he was telling you a simple fact, like a parent scolding their child. Slapping you with the cold hard truth of the current reality. He then harshly grabs you by the hair, pulling your head up so that you're forced to look at him. The rough pull causes you to wince in pain, glaring at him but your look does not disturb him. So when your eyes meet, you wished your stare burned through him. However in response, you were met with something far worse that made your blood run cold. Suo's frown turns into a gentle closed eye smile with his head cocked to the side as he cautions you.

"Now be a good girl, or else I'll have to punish you."

[strawbabysimp]

Locked In || Dom!Murasakibara x Reader

Genre: Smut, Dark Content

Category: Dom!Murasakibara x GN!Sub!Reader

Warning(s): Fingering, Non-Con, Manipulation Tactics, Unhealthy Attachment, Penetration

Request(s): "hello! I love your knb stuff and was wondering if you could write a noncon, rough and I mean ROUGH murasakibara x reader smut, taking place in a locker room, right after practice? Some propts i'd like to see are, dirty talk, humiliation and degradation. If you are uncomfortable or want to scratch out any part of this request, feel free to do so! Hope you are interested in writing this <3 Happy new year!"

"Please can you make a heavy smut with Murasakibara"

A/N: I had to repost because Tumblr posted it half-done but shout-out to @twilight-blu3 for one of my all-time favorite requests. I'm really thankful for all those in my inbox there to inspire me and the way you wrote your request SPOKE TO ME, I ADORE YOU

You always thought he looked so graceful, his arms like the wingspan of a bird, soaring across the court in grandeur. He drew you in. You found yourself going to games outside of home, cheering him on from the sidelines as he blocked the other team's plays effortlessly, then smiling as you watched him snack innocently between playing time.

This was the night. You were finally going to confess. Another win for your team at their home game was a sign of good fortune, you thought to yourself.

You approached the locker room with anxious fervor - it was now or never.

All the other members had left but Murasakibara had been rushed with cameras and fellow fans before he had the chance to get to the locker room. You ignored the slightly stale smell of the space and sat down on one of the benches. You weren't supposed to be in here but you figured if you caught him before he was changing then there was no harm in the location (it would be a little weird to confess to him while he was half-naked, no matter how welcome the sight would be).

Think of the Devil. Murasakibara walked through the swinging doors, his steps heavy and echoing in the near-empty room. You fiddled with your hands as you slowly turned toward the direction you figured he'd come through.

You spotted purple strands high above your own head before you took note of the rest of him. He spotted you quickly. When your eyes reached his face he was already meeting your gaze.

"What are you doing here?" He questioned apathetically.

"I wanted to give you this."

Your hands held out a box of chocolates neatly wrapped with a bow, a traditional way of confessing. He hesitated in accepting but decided to fairly quick.

Murasakibara didn't eat the treats yet, opting to hold them between his large fingers instead as he peered at you waiting for more.

"Why?"

"I like you Murasakibara."

His eyes remained the same but you thought you saw his lips twinge upwards for a moment.

He approached you slowly, stopping once he was directly in front of you. The man didn't say anything, studying you for a moment. Murasakibara broke your gaze, unraveling the box's ribbon gracefully before plopping one onto his tongue faster than your anxious mind could process.

"I accept," the object of your affections stated simply. You couldn't believe the words. His emotionless expression made it even harder to trust the sincerity of his acceptance.

As your mind raced, he reached out for you, encompassing your body in his arms, tucking you against him.

"What?" You breathed.

"Isn't this what couples do?"

You smiled away from his gaze, enjoying the security of his chest when suddenly he turned you around to face the lockers.

"Murasaki-"

He cut you off. "Isn't this what couples do as well?" The purple-haired giant goaded.

You felt the bulge of his balls make contact with the top of your ass cheeks as he forced himself against you.

Your eyes widened in shock. You hadn't been expecting such an act by him, and weren't welcoming to his sudden change in demeanor. It was unfamiliar and frightening.

"Wait, can we just talk for a second?" You pleaded with the locker that pressed against your cheek.

“I thought you wanted to be with me? Was I wrong?” The towering man asked innocently.

Red flags flashed in your mind but you had wanted him for so long, you should feel grateful for his touch.

“I do,” you mumbled, your nerves restricting your throat, making it hard to move in general. Your body felt hot in all the wrong ways. It shouldn't be like this, you found yourself thinking.

"Good," he whispered against your ear, lips grazing the flesh in a taunting manner. You felt him grind deeper against the cusp of your ass and gasped.

His fingers made quick work of your pants, pulling them down along with your underwear. Murasakibara pulled your ass cheeks apart to gaze at you unabashedly. You felt your face heat up beyond what you thought was possible and a deep shame formed in your belly.

You felt him move back from you, shuffling his own clothes. You were still too immobile to glance behind you, face no-doubt marked by the locker's cruel edges.

"How long have you wanted to me with me," he asked, the ego clear in his voice.

"I've always been a fan of yours, since your middle school days. I always thought you were beautiful," you told the truth, no point in secrets as his cock tip graced your entrance.

You shuddered at the thought of the sudden intrusion before a sudden giggle caught you off guard.

"I'm not that cruel Y/N."

Your eyes widened. "How do you know my name?"

"You think I wouldn't notice the same person at every one of my games, arriving early and leaving late. I got curious and asked around."

You blushed at his words, ashamed of your own desperation now.

"No matter, I found your loyalty cute - in a pathetic sort of way."

Wettened fingers were inside you before you had time to process, the sting of the two large digits stretching your hole out painfully and fast.

"Ahhhhh!"

You screamed against the metal, your arm reaching back in an attempt to grasp his wrist. He didn't allow you to, his quick limbs halting your attempts and holding you in place with ease.

You felt him twist the digits inside of you, presumably his spit easing the way despite your body's resistance. You groaned as tears sprung to your eyes.

"It's okay to be loud," you heard the smile in his words, "I blocked the doors before we started."

You felt hope you didn't know you had leave your body. This was it. You were going to be raped by the man you had nothing but love for.

You had been so stupid.

"You're so tight. Never done it before? Or am I just that big?"

Your hole clenched down on his hand and you heard a sinister laugh from the man behind you.

"So needy," Murasakibara mumbled apprehensively, "I guess I'll have to do something about that."

You felt his fingers leave you and this time you heard the wet sound of him lubing up his dick. You gathered your last bit of will to meet his eyes, but he wasn't looking at you - only at your parts.

He intended to use you to your fullest extent and you knew it.

"Please don't," you whispered.

"Don't? You wanted me so bad before and now you're changing your mind? Don't be selfish, it's too late for that."

He grasped the back of your skull with ease, turning you back to face the locker. You squeezed your eyes shut but they burst open when you felt the first inch of his cock enter you.

"You're so tight," he moaned, "you're gonna tear it off at this rate."

His humorous comment gave you no amusement and you felt your body tighten further as he sunk deeper into you.

"Almost there," he said in a comforting tone. With one final push, he was balls deep in you, his fingers digging into your hips as he pulled your ass up in the air to accommodate his height.

Never giving you much time to adjust, Atsushi began a steady pace of harsh slaps against your flesh as he pulled you apart on his dick.

It wasn't long before he fell apart himself, heavy breathes parting the hair on the back of your scalp as he huffed into the strands. You felt your wetness grow, his cum spilling out into you adding to the lubrication.

He pulled out with a wet noise, the emptiness only increasing as his seed soon began to spill down your thighs.

"I guess accepting your confession has its perks, right?"

Tears stained your cheeks, face still hidden against the locker.

"See you at the next game."

[akaridream]

please my prince (vegeta x reader)

tags: vegeta x time patroller! reader, vegeta x saiyan! reader, mentor-mentee dynamic, afab reader

warnings: explicit content, MDNI; he’s kinda mean but not too bad, good girl, princess, bitch... but no spoilers for the fun stuff

Vegeta had loved the female Saiyan battle suits since the day he hit puberty. The briefs left little to the imagination, showing off many warriors’ favorite assets. Though the story was that they allowed the most freedom of movement, attracting the eye of a potential mate was never too far from a Saiyan’s mind. As you stood in front of Vegeta stretching during a lull in your training session together, he admired your cheeky attire. You had the firm glutes and quads of a powerful warrior, after all. Your efforts shouldn’t go unappreciated. And they certainly didn’t.

Though your training sessions were productive, they were always plagued with an air of tension. As noble a warrior as he was, Vegeta was not immune to the wiles of a female, especially one of his own Saiyan heritage. Something inside him stirred at the sight of your tail swishing, hypnotizing him and making him wish he still had a tail of his own to flirt back at you with. His mind-numbing attraction to you made training sessions an exercise in self-control. When was the last time he had even seen a female Saiyan, let alone one of your impressive power? What would happen if he overstepped the line and made a move on you?

Little did he know, you also struggled to maintain your composure around him. With his widow’s peak and chiseled body, he was a living picture of Saiyan perfection. His narrow waist and hips were well balanced by wide shoulders and a tower of wild hair. His silhouette made you claw half-moons into your palms at the sight. How could any man be so fucking hot?

It was quite the privilege to train with him, too. Only a handful of Time Patrollers had adequate power levels to satisfy the prince. You had the honor of becoming his first Saiyan trainee, garnering special treatment, but not with extra leeway or praise. Vegeta’s regimen bordered on cruel, only because he knew you could handle it. He saw the fire, the passion for battle that blazed in your rich black eyes. He felt the immense power behind your blows. He heard the rage of the oozaru in your battle cry.

“Saiyan men crave strong women,” he recalled telling Kakarot once, and there was no denying it. You were strong. And he craved you.

Many shameful nights, he had gone to the locker room showers at the Patroller Academy with a raging erection thanks to you. Too proud to relent, however, he opted for a cold shower rather than gratify himself. Tonight was shaping up to have the same outcome. The sun had set and the gymnasium at the academy had long since cleared out, leaving only you and your mentor to train on the wrestling mats. The air conditioner had kicked off after dark, leaving you to pine over a shirtless Vegeta with drops of sweat racing down his pecs. You breathed deeply into your stretch, closing your eyes and folding forward to touch your toes. Vegeta closed his eyes too, if only to keep them off your ass. He still had plenty of combinations left to drill into you, he couldn’t deal with a hard-on now. There would be no hiding it in his compression shorts.

“Come on, you’ve slacked off long enough,” he said, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I’m sick of you wasting my damn time. Run the last combo again.”

You continued to stretch, unperturbed. “I’m feeling tight and trying to avoid pulling a muscle,” you snarled. “Plus, I know you’re enjoying the view.”

Vegeta’s face caught on fire, making him turn his back to you. “Shut the hell up, woman! The only thing I’m enjoying is knocking some sense into that smart mouth of yours.”

The tip of your tail twitched and your heart began to race. If there was one thing a Saiyan loved as much as a physical fight, it was a good verbal spar.

“Yeah yeah, I might take you more seriously if you had landed a solid blow on me today. Pretty sure I’ve blocked just about everything you’ve thrown at me,” you said.

Vegeta scoffed and turned back to you. Annoyed, he kneed you in the butt, knocking you off balance. You squealed and rolled forward into a somersault.

“The fuck was that for?” you asked, peering up from the ground at a smug mentor.

“Didn’t block that one, did you?” Vegeta said, raising an eyebrow.

You rolled your eyes. “I could have swept you if I wanted. But I don’t want to continue to show up my own teacher. He’s got an ego the size of this planet, don’t want to bruise it.”

“Just get off your lazy ass and run the combo!” he roared as he stood over you. “Why the hell I tolerate you, I don’t even know.”

You smirked and got to your feet, wrapping your tail around your waist. “Like I said, you enjoy the view, Prince.”

Unamused, he came at you with a flurry of powerful blows before you were ready. You managed to dodge and block them, then came in with the combination you had been practicing. He blocked then countered with a swift palm strike, sending you flying. You landed on your feet, then launched back at your mentor, throwing in a wicked elbow straight for his head. With almost no effort, Vegeta slipped past you and kicked with a grunt. You barely leaned back in time, watching his muscled calf fly straight past your nose. Before you could recover, he grabbed a fistful of your black hair and smashed your face into the mat, knee on your spine for good measure. You groaned and tried to get up to no avail.

“Pathetic,” Vegeta growled. “Bragging about your blocking ability but you didn’t see that coming.”

“Because that was a dirty move, Jeet.”

He scoffed and pressed his knee harder into your back. “Do you think Frieza fights clean? Or how about Janemba? Or maybe you think Broly will fight honorably?”

You continued to struggle between his weight and the floor but he kept you pinned. You looked up at him over your shoulder as he leaned down to your ear.

“You’re weak. Just admit you can’t handle my training and give up.”

“Fuck you,” you grumbled.

“Huh? Couldn’t quite hear that, sweetheart. You want me to go easy on you because you’re no stronger than an infant earthling?”

Your nostrils flared and you clawed into the mat. Rage bloomed from deep within you and your hair began to glow blonde.

“I said fuck you Vegeta!” you roared as you threw him off and across the mat. A glint of pride flickered across Vegeta’s face as he stood and barreled towards you with another attack.

You traded blow after blow, matching his power and speed. You gritted your teeth as you sparred and he continued to block your every move.

“That’s it! Push it harder! This is your life you’re fighting for! I’ll send you through the roof if you hold back on me!” Vegeta yelled in your face. He watched as your eyes glowed with intensity in Super Saiyan form, hitting your stride as you fought.

You grunted with each strike, crying out in annoyance as he easily deflected you, then gave you a shove just to show how much of a gap there still was between your power levels. Teeming with frustration, you balled your fists and breathed deep, building your energy.

“I’m not holding back!” you barked with a fully charged punch. You caught your mentor on the cheek, but just barely, causing him to stumble for a moment. You lunged in with a swift knee to his solar plexus, driving him straight back and onto the ground. One knee on his chest and the other by his hip, you pinned him to the mat, crossing a forearm over his neck and holding one of his thick biceps down. His eyes narrowed as you panted over him like a raging bull, a smirk tugging at the corner of your mouth.

“That punch was not part of the combo,” he snarled.

“Oh, I’m sorry, Princess. Did you think I was gonna fight clean?”

“Tch, you damn brat!”

Vegeta’s eyes flashed blue, his hair flaring to a brilliant gold as he quickly reversed your positions, rolling you onto your back. He grabbed your wrists and pinned them next to your head while he straddled one of your legs. His face was dangerously close to yours before you knew what happened.

Your breaths mingled in the thin air between you. Hearts beating wildly, you watched the inky black return to his irises as yours did the same. You unwrapped your tail from your waist and allowed it to brush against Vegeta’s leg. The golden glow faded from you both and you realized just what you were feeling against your thigh.

“V… Vegeta, are you…” you panted.

The look in his eye grew dark as his gaze darted to your lips. Bristling with a different energy, you extended your neck to meet him with a searing hot kiss.

His grip on your wrists grew tight as he mashed his lips back against yours. He allowed his weight to press into you as you kissed, his tongue beginning to explore.

“The hell was that for?” he breathed against your mouth. Your tongue met his and teased him, drawing him into you.

“You were practically begging for it.” He let go of your wrists to tangle one hand in your hair, giving him leverage to attack your mouth just how he wanted. His tongue was hot yet soft, enticing you to chase and play along. Your hands couldn’t stay off his body. You traced down his sides, feeling the dips between his sculpted muscles. You made your way to his hips, then his taut buttocks, gripping and urging him to drag his hardened cock against your leg. Vegeta chuckled.

“A prince begs for nothing, you damn minx,” he growled.

You moaned as his tongue swirled against yours. “Tell me you’ll fuck me, Vegeta.”

He kissed his way to your neck, sucking and nibbling your tender flesh. “Hmph, now who’s begging?”

You whined as his free hand started to explore over your breastplate. “I… I’m not begging.”

“Really?” He chuckled darkly. “Then what do you call those noises, hm?”

You started to move your hips, searching for friction against your throbbing clit. “I’m not some submissive little girl,” you said.

Vegeta stilled your hip and sucked a mark onto your collar bone. “No, you’re just a Saiyan bitch in heat who wants the prince to satisfy her.”

You roughly grabbed a handful of his hair and yanked him back to your mouth. “I’m not that desperate, especially not for you.”

He denied your kiss and held your gaze. “Your actions speak louder than your words, woman,” he said, ghosting a finger over your slit. Your throat tightened as he pressed against your throbbing clit, trying not to let him know just how needy you really were. But as he locked his eyes with yours, you couldn’t ignore the intense, pulsing desire you felt for him, allowing a moan to fall from your lips.

“Fuck, so what if I am?” you whined. “What if I do want you that bad?”

He smirked. “You gave in to me so easily. Why the hell should I reward you?”

“Because you want me, too.”

He snickered and graced you with a rough kiss.

“You think you’re that special, huh?” he said.

You gave his lower lip a gentle bite, eliciting a low groan and hard drag of his cock against your leg.

“Not really. But I think I know a horny man when I see one.”

Vegeta smirked and repositioned himself between your legs, humping against your clothed core agonizingly slowly. A hot breath escaped you and your nails dug into his hips.

“Mm, Vegeta,” you moaned.

“You’re going to take me like a good girl, you got it?” he asked, creating a blissful rhythm against you. You nodded. “And you’re going to let your prince use you just how he wants, right?”

You nodded again. “Yes. You can have me Prince Vegeta.” Pleasure was building quickly as he dry humped you. Your whines echoed through the empty gym, reminding you that anyone could walk in at any moment.

Another desperate kiss betrayed the prince’s feelings: he needed you, too. He stripped off your armor, leaving you in a strappy sports bra and your briefs. He rolled you onto your stomach and ran his hands up the backs of your thighs.

“If it wasn’t for this perfect ass of yours, we wouldn’t be in this situation,” he said, thumbs brushing against the bottom of your buttocks. He gave a light smack, making you bite your lip and wiggle your hips.

“I knew you loved it,” you teased. He gave a harder smack as your tail began to flit excitedly.

He removed your briefs slowly, revealed your muscular ass in all its glory. “The fact that it belongs to the hottest Saiyan woman I’ve ever seen doesn’t hurt either.”

You grinned as he tossed your briefs aside, his eyes devouring your drooling slit. Your tail swished with an enticing rhythm. Vegeta couldn’t keep his hands off you and he ran his calloused palms over the developing spank mark before gliding a fingertip over your most sensitive parts.

“Need it, my prince,” you sighed.

His cock ached. “You’ll get it when I decide you’re ready.”

He plunged a finger deep into your velvetty walls, but it only served to make you want more. You craved the deep stretch his cock would provide. Vegeta twisted his wrist as he withdrew his finger, then penetrated back into you with force. The slick, shiny arousal coated his finger and began to drip down his knuckle as it rammed against you. Your tail wrapped tightly around his wrist, urging him to continue.

He positioned you with one leg bent up and your ass arched high into the air, a gorgeous angle to see your aching pussy. Impatient and painfully hard, Vegeta added a second finger, scissoring the pair apart as he pulled out from you. The pressure against your insides caused you to cry out and press your forehead hard into the mat. You balled your fists and moaned his name as he gradually stretched you further.

“Please, need your cock,” you breathed between moans. Vegeta gave a dark chuckle and began removing his shorts. You watched him over your shoulder, his cock heavy and thick as it sprang free. You salivated at the sight.

“Can I have you in my mouth?” you asked, starting to sit up.

He grabbed the back of your neck and returned your face to the mat. “No. I want you like this. Now get your ass up nice and high for me.”

You obeyed, arching your back to display your cunt for the prince. He kept his hand on your neck as he caressed your backside, then allowed his cock to rest against you.

“Good girl. Now take me. Take me like the bitch you are.”

He teased your entrance with his cockhead, dragging it to brush against your clit then back to your awaiting slit. On his knees over you, he firmly started pressing the head into you, watching it disappear, then reappear with your arousal covering it. He moaned your name in praise as he pushed himself in further.

“That’s it, take my cock,” he panted. Your back muscles clenched as he sheathed himself.

“Fuuuuck, you feel so good!” you cried. “Fuck me Prince, please.”

Vegeta’s hips rocked into yours as he bottomed out, giving you the delicious stretch you craved. Your tail instinctively wrapped around one of his thighs as he withdrew. Your eyes squeezed shut in pleasure as the prince worked up to a rough rhythm, pounding you into the mat.

“Ahh! Fuck yes, fuck yes Vegeta,” you moaned as your hands clawed the mat for purchase. You dug your elbows in and threw your hips back against him as he fucked you, flesh smacking flesh in a sinful sound that echoed off the concrete walls.

“Your cunt is perfect,” he grunted. “Fucking perfect.” He watched each thrust ripple through your ass, driving his quickly approaching orgasm. Laying over you, he kissed, sucked and bit at your shoulders as he fucked you. His cock drove deep and hard making you whine in delight.

“Keep making those sounds for me, princess,” he commanded in your ear. “Knew you’d be a good girl, knew you’d beg for your prince.”

“Mm, anything for you Vegeta. Wanted you to fill me up for so long!”

His speed and power increased as he neared his climax. His breaths were short, exasperated gasps of pleasure accentuated by groans and moans from deep in his throat.

“You want me to cum in your tight little cunt? That what you want?” he asked, biting at your ear. You couldn’t even form words and only nodded and moaned.

He grunted with a fiery passion as he pounded you with bruising force. He held your hip firmly in place, fucking you like he’d never get another chance. His sounds became more broken, more honeyed until he finally snapped his pelvis against your plush ass with a guttural moan.

“Gahh, ahh ah ahh!” Vegeta cried out, nearly knocking the breath out of you as he came with powerful final thrusts. You whimpered beneath him, squeezing his pulsing cock with your walls. He panted desperately as he came down from his high, collapsing fully onto you while staying sheathed in your heat. As your tail loosened its grip on his thigh, he reached down to twirl it between his fingers. The intimate gesture filled your stomach with warmth as he laid his weight into you. Once the prince caught his breath, he brushed your wild hair away and nuzzled into the back of your neck. 

“Fucking perfect, perfect little cunt. But now that I’ve gotten my way,” his voice rasped. “It’s your turn, my princess.” Your heart jolted at his suggestion.

“Not tapping out?” you chuckled as he played with your tail.

He scoffed. “Just because I come first doesn’t mean you don’t come at all. Need to feel you shaking in my arms.”

Vegeta finally pulled out from your pussy, causing his cum to spill out and onto the mat, leaving you empty, but not yet spent. You rolled onto your back and sat up, finally stripping off your bra. The prince’s eyes grew hungry at the sight of your breasts. Vegeta returned his lips to yours in a slow, sensual kiss, surprising you after how forcefully he had fucked you. His hands roamed all over your neck, into your hair, over your nipples as he lapped at your tongue. You wrapped your arms around his muscled shoulders, pressing chest to chest as you made out, steamy breaths in between kisses.

Vegeta sat back on the mat with his legs wide and invited you to sit between them, back against his firm pectorals and abs. He brushed your hair away and bit your ear before breathing sweet nothings into it.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispered. “So incredibly sexy, it’s been driving me mad.” You sighed as his hands caressed your skin, kneading your thigh and breast as he kissed your neck. “Took you damn long enough to make your move, you know,” he said.

You laughed and melted into his touch like a wilting flower. “Oh, you know Saiyan women. We like to tease. But I just couldn’t keep my hands off you any longer.”

Vegeta licked and sucked your skin, his head dizzy at the soft mewls you let out. His fingers began to tease your sensitive entrance, still slick with his cum. He traced around the perimeter, then upward over your clit. You shuddered and moaned.

“That’s it, princess. Let me make you tremble,” he growled.

He pinched and pulled at your nipple with one hand and worked your pussy with the other, dipping his fingers deep inside and using the heel of his palm to rub your clit. You writhed against his chest and clawed into his thigh while he twirled your tail around his hand. He gave it a light squeeze, sending a pulse of pleasure up through your spine.

“Mnnh, Vegeta, you’re so fucking good,” you breathed as he finger-fucked you. You matched his rhythm with your hips as the intensity began building. You turned your head to the side and kissed him feverishly, moaning into his mouth. The taste of his tongue was addicting. 

His fingers slid into you with the most perfect friction, hitting your sweet spot thrust after thrust. Vegeta wrapped an arm around your waist, as if any space between your bodies was too much. He pressed his head against yours as you chased and humped his hand. You clutched his bulging forearm, guiding him to touch you just right.

Feeling the steady approach of white-hot bliss, you squealed. “Mm! Gonna cum!” 

“Do it. Cum for me. Cum for your prince.”

You called his name, clinging to him tightly as the rush came. “Haaahhh, fuck Vegeta!” you cried out. Your back arched like a cracking whip and shock waves of sweet euphoria crashed over you. Your body quaked just like he wanted, making him chuckle in pride.

“That’s it,” he cooed in your ear as he stroked your tail and nuzzled against you. You clenched his fingers within you as he pressed his palm into your clit, coaxing out more shuddering pleasure. “That’s my princess.”

“Goddamn, that was so good,” you praised, collapsing into him completely as the aftershocks pulsed through you.

He kissed your shoulder, licking the salt of your sweat. “You’re too fucking loud, you brat. You want the whole city to know what we’re up to?”

You laughed and shoved Vegeta to the ground so you could lay on top of him. “I don’t give a shit. They deserve to know who made me cum so hard.”

He smirked and held you against his sweaty chest. “Damn right.”

“And you weren’t exactly quiet either, Prince of all Saiyans,” you teased, feeling his cock had hardened again. You reached down to stroke it, but he caught your wrist and brought it to his lips.

“I have self-control when I need to.” He closed his eyes and kissed your wrist and fingers. “We should hit the showers for the night.”

You hummed and nodded in agreement. “Yeah, you made quite a mess of me. Thought you might be interested in another round, but if you don’t have the stamina-”

His eyes shot open and he squeezed your hand. “I didn’t say we should hit the showers separately, did I?”

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[kimsunos]

UNIFORM ☆ SUNOO SMUT

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT (18+ CONTENT)

in which you help sunoo with his little “problem”.

tags: afab!reader, sub!sunoo / dom!reader, blowjob, making out, they are both students, reader is very provocative and flirty, sunoo is kinda innocent and inexperienced, cum eating, degradation and praising (sunoo receiving)

words: 2k

a/n: this is kinda long-ish but bear with me!! also first smut here AND first time trying to write in english im very nervous im going to cry actually skjdalksjdla anyways i hope yall like it!! kisses <3

sunoo has always been a romantic, that's for sure. maybe this is due to his upbringing surrounded by good female influences. his mother taught him to always be nice to everyone and his sister kept sighing and daydreaming about love that never came, letters never sent, and movies that broke the heart. through the crack in the door, sunoo learned that true love was the one you found in someone who is your complete opposite, and that someone would be your supreme muse, the reason for all the most beautiful poems, where your hand would find shelter in the back pocket of their torn jeans and that you would love them until death do you apart.

for seeing everything through rose-colored lenses, bathed in the innocence of the love presented by his sister and mother, sunoo never, never ever, thought he would be faced with the scene in front of him: his girlfriend kneeling down, a mischievous smile pulling the corner of her plump lips upwards as she clumsily tries to unbuckle the belt of his pants.

he didn't know that things were going to end (or start) like this when he asked the teacher to go to the bathroom that morning, an almost visible discomfort in his pants causing extreme embarrassment. what could he do? in the previous class he had seen his beloved playing volleyball on the school's court and, well, sunoo is innocent, but he is still a teenager full of hormones and his girlfriend is very hot, you know what i'm getting at.

it's not like he's a pervert, you just... look very attractive in your sports shorts that perfectly outline your curves, your sweat-wet white shirt turns the fabric transparent in the most instigating areas, obscenely attracting sunoo’s and other people’s eyes.

you smelled of desire and it made him desperate. looking head to toe you made him feel so small and helpless. sunoo wondered how you could have a stare so intense and gentle at the same time. and while he thought too much about your gaze or whatever it could mean, the answer to the whole situation was on the tip of your tongue. you knew why he was so restless and anxious in your presence and knew what you had to do.

but his way of coping was to opt to speak as little as possible and run out to the classroom. he couldn't risk falling into the temptation called you, not now. his mind was barely able to comprehend this extraordinary force that drove him crazy, he didn't know exactly how to make it stop, but he knew it would have to be with you and that was what he feared.

sunoo and you, clear opposites, he, afraid of conflict, would hide. you, on the other hand, would attack. that's why, when gym class was over, you changed in the locker room, got your school supplies and, unlike the rest of the class, you didn't go in, hiding behind the cement pillar next to the boys' and girls' restrooms and patiently waiting for sunoo to arrive.

you had witnessed similar events before. like the time when you were on a video call and you, not too accidentally, chose to wear the thinnest and most revealing set of pajamas you had in your wardrobe. it was exhilarating to see the gentle boy lose himself in words and babble anxiously trying to hide his red face that he “needed to end the call right now”. or when he avoids your gaze when you're having ice cream, using all his strength not to stare like a depraved man at the way your tongue dances obscenely in the cold vanilla paste, and almost dying immediately when the sweet treat stains the corner of your mouth white.

the point is that you know what sunoo wants, and you also know that he is too innocent to ask for it with all the words. all these behaviors of yours were needed measures to make your boyfriend give in to his lust, and by the looks of it, it was working, because the boy was apprehensively running toward the men's room carrying a jacket hiding his pelvis when he spotted you, and at that moment he froze.

"why aren't you in class, sun?" you said, approaching the panting boy, putting a hand on his shoulder and frowning, feigning concern and completely ignoring the fact that you, too, were not in class.

"w-well... i..." he stammered. you had to use all your willpower to hold back your smile from taking over.

"oh, my, you're so red, do you want me to take you to the infirmary?" you continued the act, watching the boy look nervously around. he then interrupted the conversation, pulling you by the arm into the nearest bathroom and locking you both in the last stall.

"uh... sunoo? what was that?" you said, as soon as you heard the sound of the door locking.

he took a deep breath, searching for courage.

"y/n, help me." he pouted.

you couldn't help but smile a little. "ohh... what do you need help with, my love?" you said, watching the boy move awkwardly in that small space.

"aaah, y/n... please, i don’t want to say it i don’t want to say it..." he whined, incredulously, hiding his face in his hands. "that's so embarrassing.. we never done anything like that." he stood up with weeping eyes that stared anywhere but yours. you smiled, it was time to attack. and oh, there was something so rewarding about turning the polite boy into a mess.

"ooh, my love... we've never done what? i don't get it..." you said, holding the boy's cheek and tilting his face to the side so that you had room to leave lingering kisses, while with the other hand you slowly caressed his chest, stroking him.

he could only manage a whimper.

"yah, you know what it is!" he shouted low, afraid to be heard through the thin cabin doors.

you nodded no, as you held the boy's velvety face and feigned a misunderstood smile. "if you don't tell me, i won't know, and i won't be able to help you."

sunoo was in a moral dilemma. he wanted his first time with the person he loved to be as perfect as possible, not in a school bathroom with the chance of an inspector coming to check on you at any moment. but he was so desperate, the discomfort in his pants was starting to hurt, and the object of his desire was right in front of him, waiting to be enjoyed.

he made up his mind, closed his eyes and sealed your lips together. a kiss that soon became one of the hottest you two had ever had. sunoo was always a gentleman, shy little kisses on your mouth and cheek were his trademark, the boy was afraid and ashamed to go further, he didn't know what to do. but it didn't matter now, because his hands were on the back of your neck and you, now, were sure that he wanted you.

as you parted, a thin line of saliva connected the two of you. sunoo's lips were red and swollen, more appetizing than anything you had ever eaten. a naughty smile took over your expression, but it didn't last long as you had the boy seeking your lips again like a hungry man, as if you were the only thing that could save him from starving.

his hands were placed on your hips, squeezing lightly, and then on your face, and everywhere. sunoo wanted to feel your body all over his, without separations, as one. your mouth went all over the places you could access through the button-down uniform, marking his skin with red stains and bites. and sunoo, even if inexperienced, mirrored your behavior, also biting and kissing the entire length of your neck. you two were a complete mess.

the pleasure of the makeout was so great that sunoo unconsciously put his leg between yours and, desperate for friction and relief, started rubbing himself, moaning breathlessly as you moved to meet his movements.

"so... hm, you need to relieve yourself, don't you, sweetie?" you said, breathing heavily, and sunoo murmured a yes, not wanting to take his face off your neck. "i'll help you, don't worry." you finished, giving the boy a comically chaste kiss compared to the lewd act of the two of you. you then slowly lowered yourself to your knees, very close to the boy due to the small size of the booth.

"look at that..." you said, groping sunoo's member over his pants, noticing the dark spot on the fabric, indicating pre-cum. you kissed the area. sunoo could swear you were the most beautiful creature in the world. “i’m going to help you, ok?” you finished by sloppily unbuckling his leather belt, then undid the button and zipper of his pants. the sight was magnificent, making you salivate even over the fabric of his underwear. sunoo's cock was huge and you wasted no time in discarding everything that prevented you from observing the organ in all its glory.

"you're beautiful, sunoo," you said, as soon as his cock popped out, almost softly hitting your face.

in some other situation, the boy might have been feeling some kind of insecurity about his body or something, but lust had destroyed his logical reasoning, he wanted you, you, you, and just thinking about how fucked up he was made his dick twitch.

finding the situation cute, you laughed softly. your boyfriend is adorable, and will be even more adorable when he’s on the verge of tears from not being able to hold his moans. so you wasted no time and held his cock by the base, jerking slowly. you got confident and increased the pace as you saw the boy stagger with the new sensation that took over his whole body.

"ohh, y/n..."

without taking your eyes off the boy, you gave the head an experimental cat lick, watching triumphantly as he trembled. the salty flavour reached your taste buds and only stirred up the desire to have it all in your mouth, and so you did, dedicatedly sucking the pink head and then pushing as far as your throat could reach, repeating this movement several times.

"a-ahh, y-y/n, don't stop, please, it's too good..." cried sunoo, trying to keep his voice low, putting one of his hands on your hair and pulling lightly. the other was in his mouth, trying to muffle the sounds. his body was being totally controlled by pleasure.

"don't worry, honey," you pulled his cock out of your mouth, making a popping noise, choosing to jerk it sloppily with your hands. "i'm going to take care of this, okay? you're going to cum so hard for me, aren't you? i'm going to milk your cock all over." with each sentence, your rhythm increased, making lewd wet sounds.

"p-please.. don't, ahh, say such dirty things.”

"but you asked for it, sunoo, you're so dirty." the boy moaned in response, his hips unconsciously thrusting to fuck your hand. "begging me like a bitch in heat who can't wait," your hand was relentless, carefully working from the base to the head of his member. "fucking my hand and mouth like it was my pussy... i bet you're already addicted to the feeling, you'll want it every day, won't you?”

"y-yes, i've always- aah, wanted that, always wanted you to touch me, y/n."

"and you couldn't even use the right words for it, tsc tsc." you said, with your hand still working on his cock, squeezing and releasing in strategic places. "apologize, sunoo, tell me how you're going to ask for it next time, hm? like the good boy you are." you bit your lip, trying to not moan yourself with the scene in front of you.

"s-sorry, hmm, y/n... i'm going to ask you to suck me-, ohh, a-and make me cum, and do whatever you- my god, ahh, whatever you want with me." by the pulsation of his cock in your hand, you could feel that he was close.

“see? wasn’t that hard being good for me.”

that was the last straw for sunoo, who let out a white jet right in your face, staining your uniform a little. luckily you captured his cock again with your mouth and swallowed the rest of the liquid.

while sunoo was trying to catch his breath, he could swore he lost it again when he saw you scooping up his cum with your index finger and putting it inside your mouth in one movement. your tie was loose, your lips red and swollen, and the marks he made started to paint your neck. everything was making his mind foggy with lust but then you pulled him back, with a smile on your face.

"next time, love, try not to get my uniform dirty."

© kimsunos, 2023.

[plooto]

꒱࿐♡ ˚.*ೃ soft . ft. kentarou kyotani

synopsis . all things taken into account, his brashness that seemed to disappear around you, the underlying fury behind his eyes gone with you behind them. he was yours, and you being his put him at ease in more ways than one.

warnings . hinting , soft girl ! yn , slight ooc ! kyotani , pet names .

words . 2.7k

notes . rewrite from my previous blog

volleyball games: a sport that would linger in your mind as one of the best moments. a core memory. your parents ushered you to the game, encouraging you out the house instead of playing animal crossing all day. you watched the aoba josai game in relatively silent, cheering proudly when your team scored or successful stopped the ball. it was after one hit you saw him—bleached hair, strong arms, and looks that could kill. he looked around, your heart seemed to stop and you ducked, pretending to tie your shoe to avoid his gaze. he only seen you out of the corner of his eye and he’s glad he did.

after the game, you made a choice. a bold one. you went to to the blonde donning the number sixteen and complimented him, leaving immediately after. unaware of the exchange that took place, his teammates pushed him around, disapproving of his newfound silence.

unbeknownst to you, his thoughts consisted of you and you only. your next meeting would be on his account. barely catching you, he asked for your permission to accompany you on your walk home. with a shy smile, you agreed. and walk you home he did, and the same the day after that, and the one after that one.

his way of courting you was trailered just for you, from the way he talked to you, down to the way he walked around you. his guard was down, you broke his wall, vulnerable to every sweet thing you did.

him making the first move was combated by you being the one to ask him out. sneaking a pastel pink sticky note into his locker, you prayed you got the right locker. he found you at the end of the day, grumbling about how he couldn’t find you sooner. wonder why.

you settled into your relationship with the spiker slowly. all things taken into account, his brashness that seemed to disappear around you, the underlying fury behind his eyes gone with you behind them. he was yours, and you being his put him at ease in more ways than one. he took you on low maintenance dates, ones you didn’t directly express that you enjoyed the idea of. coffee dates and walks that seemed to go nowhere. he showed you as much affection as you wanted, your favorite being his hugs. it’s something about the warmth when he wraps his arms around you, giving you the perfect amount of squeeze to make your heart flutter and reassure you that nothing could come between you. nothing.

your first kiss was in a movie theater. he let you choose the movie, he wouldn’t be paying enough attention to the movie when you were sitting so prettily next to him. your forgetfulness shining as you shivered, forgetting your jacket. noticing your shivers, he wrapped a warm arm around you, of which you snuggled into. smiling with content, you turned your face to place a soft kiss on his cheek. the tips of his ears reddening once the display registered. placing a finger under your chin, he lifts your lips to his: a silent explanation of his wants.

your relationship with the wing spiker was one you believed started in a past life. he was always so attentive of you, indirectly reminding you to eat and drink water daily.

on this day, your impulsive thoughts got the better of you, pulling your desk around your room with all your might. you took a break, opting to take a seat on your desk and listen to the muffled music playing from your speaker positioned in your closet ( promise, muffled music going through walls just hits different ). your music turned down on its own, confusing you for a moment until you heard your boyfriends text tone. with a smile on your face, you pushed yourself off the desk to check it.

my pretty boy : hey doll open up

not locking your phone you dropped it on the bed, maneuvering around the clutter you made minutes earlier to make it to the front door. you smiled at your boyfriend, who walked in and kicked off his shoes, being here enough times it was like he lived here. waiting patiently till he finished, you wrapped him in a hug. lifting you off your feet, he made his way around the house to your room, dodging the desk you left in the middle of the room to take a seat on your pink duvet covers.

“ what happened here, doll? ” you turned your head before the rest of your body, sitting with your back to his chest. you pointed as you explained the mess before you:

“ i wanted to move my desk where my cubbies were and the cubbies there because it didn’t look right anymore.. ” squeezing your hips, he placed you on the bed in his spot and got up to finish what you started. watching him as he lifted the desk and then the cubbies was serene. you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth as he was finishing. swinging legs and a glint of desire flashing across your eyes made him smirk, watching you squirm as your eyes locked with his.

“ doll? ” jutting your bottom lip, you made grabby hands in his direction and he obliged. sinking his fists into the bed beside your hips he leveled with you. “ what is it? ” he asked in a lower baritone. suddenly you were lost for words, looking away from his alluring eye contact.

“ n- need you kyo.. ” you couldn’t see it, but you heard as me smirked.

“ we’ll why didn’t you say that sooner.. you know i’m good at pacifying that. ”

practice was all he ever seemed to do—practice blocks, practice digs, practice this, practice that. he just prayed for this session to be over so he could return to his sanctuary.

softly, you hummed as you played animal crossing on the switch he got you for your birthday, even after explicitly telling him that your only desire was his time. never did you express to him you wanted one, but still he knew you did.

tilting your head as you listened to your music, thinking of when your boyfriend would come back so you can show him all the pent up affection you’ve been marinating.

on the other hand, kentarou was livid. why yahaba thought pushing his buttons was wise was behind him; however, the line of self control was starting to blur. a new touch of conversation taking its place, another he didn’t feel like expanding upon—the pretty marks you left on his back. audibly winching, he pulled the shirt completely off his shoulders.

“ oo woo ! finally got you some action, huh mad dog? ” he crossed the threshold,

“ fuck off, all right? what i do on my time, with my girlfriend is my damn business. not like someone like you would understand. ” this seemed to have hit a nerve, tucked deep away in the other second year’s mind.

“ what’d ya say? you- ”

“ yahaba. mad dog. there are first years here. ” kyotani growled, throwing on a shirt from his gym bag and making it out of the gym not nearly as fast as he liked. he wanted you in his arms, your sweet perfume invading his nose, cotton candy chapstick smearing across his lips.. no he needed you.

unfortunately he would have to wait even longer. kentarou was a delinquent, but he wasn’t stupid, he noticed the idiots following him from the blocks ago. making a so longer than normal at his house, he only decided it was good to leave after they were long gone. occupying the time by taking a shower and putting up his gym clothes. finally arriving at your door, he waited for you to open it. hearing the door unlock he looked up to see you looking at fun with sleepy eyes. letting him in, you waited for him to take off his shoes, sleepiness getting the better of you for you didn’t realize that you were already being lifted into the air. the sudden realization shot a jolt of energy up your spine, waking you up. arriving to your bed, kyotani places you down and snuggled into your shoulder. you wrapped one of your arms around his shoulders and the other hand you ran through his hair, scratching his scalp.

“ was practice that bad? ” he nodded, grumbling a few words into your shoulder,

“ i can’t understand you, kyo~ ” you told him softly, the hand scratching his head going to the bottom of his hairline. he pulled away from his comforter spot momentarily just to look at your pretty face, golden hues peering into yours.

“ idiot yahaba doesn’t understand how to keep his mouth shut, askin’ me ‘bout your scratches on my back..few angry words there and there, the only way to calm myself was to thing of was you making them” your eyes widened, tips of your ears set ablaze as you hid your face in the crook of his neck. letting out a loud chuckle, that rumbled the air around you, rubbing your hips.

“ don’t say things like that so casually! ” you balled up his shirt and held him tight until your face cooled off.

“ wanna watch a movie, pretty girl? ” he whispered in your ear, to which you nodded, telling him what movie you wanted to watch.

you snuggled into his side while the movie played, running your fingers along his abs absentmindedly. the two of you fell asleep like that, tangled in each other’s loving embrace.

the week after next, kyotani had practices that ran well into the evening, which he wasn’t happy about. he wanted to skip them to spend more time with you: his beautiful bundle of joy. you assured him it was fine, telling him that you’d show him extra love when he came to visit you.

the end of practice, he made haste, stuffing his gym clothes and making a beeline to your place. he knocked harder with extra impatience, when you opened the door.

“ hey ky- waaa! ” he picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder, barely making it out of his shoes before heading to your room. he laid you on the bed, giving you a rough kiss before stripping himself of his shirt and knee pads. without a moment of hesitation, he laid on you, pressing his weight into you. you huffed, tapping him to get some air back in your system.

“ kyo- loosen upp. ” he lifted himself off you, just enough to be close but not suffocating.

“ ‘m sorry doll, it was a long day.. ” he groaned. you smiled up at him, leaning up to press a gentle kiss to his lips. licking his lips, he laid you back down gently to hover above you. you lifted your hands to his face, pushing your thumbs against the corners of his mouth, forcing them into a smile. he shook his head, turning his head to hide his red face. you smiled up at him, sleepiness that was there before dissipating the more you spent time in his presence.

“ c’mon, let’s lay down. ” you mumbled, rubbing his arms therapeutically. you watched as his form laid down on the bed next to you. swinging your leg over, you sat on his lower back. your eyes dance over his large back, newer red scratches taking the place of the older ones. n a flash he turned you both over, positioning himself over you.

“ you’re breathtaking..” he whispered against the supple skin of your neck.

“ kyo.. ” you felt him smirk against you. “ w- wait stop ” you whimpered, he pulled away immediately, scanning your face for any sort of discomfort.

“ you just got off of practice..let me.”

you swung your feet as you scrolled through the photos of you and kyotani when something in your peripheral didn’t match your room’s color palette. knee pads? kyo must’ve left them.. you were already changed out of your school uniform opting to go in the shirt you were already wearing, you tossed on a shirt that you permanently borrowed from your boyfriend. you grabbed your phone after picking up his knee pads. you put on your shoes and made your way out the door.

getting closer and closer to the gym, you felt uneasiness fall over you. who would greet you first? you prayed it wasn’t oikawa, judging by the stories kyotani has told you, you weren’t fond of him in the slightest. stepping into the gym, you fiddled with his knee pads, holding them close to your chest as you looked around. you craned your neck as you watched the tall male approach you.

“hi beautiful, what can i do for ya? ” you took a step away from him, your heart pounding at the number of eyes on you.

“ - uh, um.. knee pads, kyotani.. um.. he might need them.” the male in front of you leaned down to your height, smirking as he watched you fluster.

“ hm, and how do you know our mad dog-chan, pretty- ”

“ doll? ” your head turned, your eyes barely settling on your boyfriend before you ran on the balls of your feet into his chest. you gripped the back of his shirt, tears pooling in your water line.

“ it’s alright, i’ve gotcha. ”he rubbed your back softly before coving your ears as his attention turned to the confused captain.

“ the fuck did you do to scare her so bad, oikawa?! ” he barked, glaring at him with a look that could have dropped him dead where he stood. oikawa raised his hands in innocence, quick to defend himself.

“ only shittykawa can make a girl cry that fast.. ” oikawa turned, expression resembling hurt before replying back to his cocaptain,

“ watch it iwa! for your information i was just asking her a question because she, has his knee pads! ”

“ but weren’t you in her face? ”

“ flirted with her. ”

“ you know, you’re a lot taller than she is. ”

“ must’ve been scary having a guy like him over you like that. ”

“ t- that’s oikawa? ” you mumbled up to kyotani. iwaizumi, the other spiker, laughed, getting what you were saying, then kyotani nodded, stifling a laugh under his breath,

“ yeah that’s him. ” you nodded, releasing him and pushing his knee pads closer to him.

“ stay for practice, i’ll walk you home. ” you nodded, opting to go to the corner by his bag.

the practice started and a few turns in oikawa shot kyotani a set, calling out his name. jumping into the air, he slammed the ball down, the blunt force echoing throughout the gym. you clapped your hands together quietly, your boyfriend turning to you with a wide smile on his face.

‘ how did a cutie like her end up dating him..? ’ the team thought, watching as you clapped when he made an impressive move.

towards the end of practice you felt your eyelids start to droop. shifting yourself to lay down on kyotani’s backpack. you wanted to stay up to watch his entire practice, but your body wouldn’t permit it. as your eyes were closing, you caught a glimpse of him throwing his hands in the air.

“ gimme a sec. ” he told his team, lightly jogging over to you and draping his jacket over you, pulling it up to your chin before moving a strand of hair out of your face. the light affection and the warmth bringing a smile to your face.

“ woah, who knew mad dog could be soft? ” he turned, glaring at his teammates, who in turn looked around as if they were not watching the scene take place in front of them.

“ back to practice! ”

“ tani!!! ” you called. running up the stairs he bursts open the door.

“ what’s wrong?? are you okay? ” you nodded, out stretching your hands towards him.

“ kith? ” his shoulders dropped, relaxing as he walked towards you. he leaned down to give you a kiss, throwing your arms around him as his lips pressed against yours. once he pulled away you smiled at him lovingly. words bubbled in your throat, words that never made it past your mind.

“ i love you, kentarou.” you felt him stiffen, eyes searching yours for any doubt. he smirked at you, leaning in to pepper kisses over your skin.

“ i love you too, yn. ” giggling, you locked your ankles around his hips, your arms moving to tickle his ribs. stifling a laugh, he pinned your arms above your head with one hand.

“ you’re pretty bold for pulling a stunt like that, doll. ”

published . september 2 , 2023

[peachoni]

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billy hargrove x fmreader

summary: billy is very seldom nice to you. but the truth behind the front he puts up is that he is deeply attracted to you. so when he sees a classmate touching you, he doesn’t like that very much and takes matters into his own hands to claim whats his.

content warning: mean billy, reader gets verbally harrassed by a classmate, violence/fighting, blood, wound tending (reader to billy), neil is mentioned/home abuse, kissing (might make another part idk)

an: I KNOWWW everyone is gonna say billy is a bad person but im delulu so pls let me live in a fantasy :)) like idk about everyone else but i feel like billy is a very sensitive person but he is just a product of his father/just grew up in a toxic home. IDKIDK IM RAMBLING

word count:  1.5k (not proofread) 

You wake up and open your eyes due to the trill sound of your alarm, the bright red numbers on the device flashed. Whining as you shut it off and opted to lay in bed for a few more minutes before your mother knocked on the door. “Honey wake up, breakfast is on the table.” she declared in which you just hummed before getting out of bed and headed downstairs.

Your mom asked you a few questions but you really didn’t have the energy to respond with much enthusiasm. After eating you heading back into your bedroom to get dressed, thinking of dressing a little nice today just to make yourself feel a little better. Slipping into a tight black dress with a white long sleeved half-top over it, white dainty leg warmers and black mary janes. You looked in the mirror and nodded softly in approval of your outfit, sitting down at your vanity to do a but of makeup so you didn’t look like you were running on fumes.

Soon leaving your home and you started your walk to school; you lived close so you didn’t mind the 10-15 minute walk every morning. Happy that you could just listen to music and be left to think.

Humming softly to ‘Dreams’ by Fleetwood Mac as you walked to your locker and grabbed things you needed, putting away things you didn’t. Before you knew it you felt yourself being pushed against the lockers, a soft groan coming from you because you knew who the culprit was before even turning around. “Morning to you too Hargrove.” you said before taking your headphones off and resting them around your neck. You closed your locker and turned on your heel to face Billy whom was walking around with his disciples as always.

“Uh huh. Tryin’ to impress today?” he asked and all you did was roll your eyes before putting your headphones over your ears again and walking to your first class. You didn’t even give Billy the time of day, knowing the attention is what he wanted. He wanted you to get mad. And you weren’t going to give into it.

You greeted the teacher as you walked into class and immediately took your seat. You liked this class apart from one significant detail. Billy sat next to you. Damn assigned seating. He sat beside him and you glanced over at him which he caught, knowing he did because a smirk was shown on his lips. “Like what you see princess?” he whispered and you couldn’t help but clench your thighs together but you played it off with a glare before you got to work.

Normally Billy’s pestering all class long doesn’t get to you but something just snapped. You just couldn’t hold it in anymore. “Jesus Christ Billy can you just shut the fuck up for 5 seconds?! I know you think your all that because ever girl bends over backwards to get fucked by you and you think the world owes you because of your home issues or whatever but guess what? The world doesn’t fucking revolve around you! We all have our baggage and I’m really not interested in whatever lack luster run down you have to give on what you think I am like or how my home life is. Just give it a fucking break already and stop acting like such a fucking child.” You said sternly which left his pretty blue eyes wide; not expecting an outburst like that from you. You scoffed at him before grabbing your things and excusing yourself from class. ‘Jesus I need a cigarette...’ you mumbled before the bell rang, signaling to head to your next class. Boy was it going to be along day.

When it was time for lunch, you made your way to the cafeteria like normal. But before you can enter you were stopped by Dale, some guy who is in your history class. You’ve exchanged words rarely so you have no clue why he is stopping you. “Can I help you?” you asked and he looked you up and down which made your stomach uneasy. “Yea I can think of a few things.” he said as he came a little closer to you which made you back up in response to his very obvious advance onto you. “Dale I think you should-” you started to speak but he grabbed your wrist and pulled you to him. “No no no.. you listen to me now. You can’t just come to school dressed like a fucking slut and be shocked when a guy comes up to you.” he replied, a whine coming from you has his grip on your wrist tightened.

Before you knew it you were being pulled away by one of your girl friends. You looked back and saw Dale with blood covering his face, Billy wailing on him as his fists where covered in blood. As the situation deescalated you got away from your friends and chased after Billy, grabbing his shoulder softly. “Billy” you called out and he turned to face you. Holding his hands as you seethed at the wounds on them. “Come with me.” you whispered and Billy followed without even a word.

You decided to leave early, your excuse being you were both shaken up over the incident. The walk to your house was silent, tension so thick it could be cut with a knife. You brought Billy to your room and told him to wait there so you could grab everything to fix him up. He looked around your room from his seated position, a soft breath coming from him as he rolled his eyes. Your room exactly matched your personality. 

Billy averted his eyes back to his bloody knuckles when he heard your soft footsteps come closer to your bedroom. You sat beside him and grabbed the supplies you needed before peering up at him. “Umm. This is probably gonna sting a bit.” you warned to which he just nodded in response. Cleaning his wounds didn’t take long but you also tended to the cut on his lip. Trying to stay focused; but you found yourself admiring his features, looking into his eyes when you noticed he had been doing the same. The pair both cleared their throats and you got up to clean up all the bloodied supplies. 

“B-Billy... If you don’t mind he asking... I mean hell you don’t owe me an answer after the outburst in class today...” you vented before sighing heavily and sitting beside him. “Why did you do it? I mean... Why did you stand up for me?” you asked, a hint of fear in your voice because you’ve never seen Billy so angry before. Billy looked up seeming to you that he was just trying to process his words in a way that would be coherent. “Listen... I know that I uh- I’m not very nice to you. Ever. And you yelling at me earlier today kinda made me realize;” he started to explain before grabbing both of your hands. “That the reason I’m mean is because I’m scared of you getting to close and seeing... Me really... Dammit I know that probably doesn’t make any fuckin’ sense...” he vented and you tilted your head a bit, giving Billy a soft smile before reaching your hand out and cupping the side of his face gently. “Oh Billy..” You whispered before he eventually looked at you. “Y’know I do admit.. I really hate that you treat me the way you do everyday... But I have to admit that I’ve heard the rumor around school about your.. father. And I’ve seen you with a black eye before. I just thought it was just another stupid fight because y’know. Your Billy Hargrove.”

There was a long pause before you swiveled your body and sat directly in front of him; but he took the chance to speak first. “I just want to say that I’m sorry.. And that the reason I kept you at a distance is because I was afraid. Afraid of you seeing... me really... I know it might not mean anything and your more than welcome to just kick me out but... I like you...” he whispered as he looked into your eyes with those pretty baby blue of his that made you melt anytime you made eye contact. Your heart instantly melted because you could tell he was serious, not a doubt about a single thing he just said. He was truly being honest.

 Before he knew it your lips were on his, He wrapped his muscular arms your waist and pulled you into his lap with ease as he tilted his head to deepen the kiss; which you of course followed his lead with. “I’m gonna need you to promise..” you started before sitting up and looking into his eyes. “Promise that you wont push me away...” Those words hit him and he thought for a few seconds before nodding. He reached up and took one of his dangly spiked earrings off and handed it to you. “I promise.” he told you and you smiled before putting the earring on. The both of you laughing softly before laying in your bed, just drowning in each others company. 

[pandorasfavorite]

hiii!! can i request dominik x reader where the reader is kinda short and easy to carry so dom usually carries the reader around/reader always jumps into dom’s arms??

thanks!!

Two Feet Above Ground

AN: I need a GIF plug asap

You are like a shot of expresso, energetic, and enjoyable to be around for the most part. Something about being with The Judgement Day fills your chest with so much serotonin that it radiates from your body. Normally you would keep to yourself, oftentimes opting not to stand out. The Judgment Day just brings out that intense and carefree aura from you that not a single person wants to turn off. 

You were practically skipping through the halls to the locker rooms, looking forward to another day with your group. More importantly, you were looking forward to being with Dominik, he so easily matched your energy. Almost instantly his smile would brighten and his chest would puff up in delight at the mere sight of you. 

You bounce on your heels outside the door, willing yourself to take a deep breath before busting through the door. You swing the door open and everyone whips around to look at you, Dominik's eyes instantaneously widen and his arms are spread open for you to run into. You fly off into a sprint out of nature and instinct, throwing yourself into Dominik's arms, your body lifting off the ground. Your legs wrap around his waist and his arms are tight around your body, his face nestled in the crook of your neck as if it belonged there. You do the same, your cheek pressed against his shoulder and you can’t help but mumble to him, “I missed you”. You feel his arms squeeze tighter around you, not daring to let up. 

“Guys seriously every time?”

“Yes”, both yours and Dominik's heads swivel to the owner of the voice. You give Dominik one more squeeze, letting your arms fall limp from behind his neck. With a huff Dominik lets go of you, carefully letting your body slip away from his and back onto the carpet floors. “Ready?”, Rhea asks while zipping up her bag, not bothering to look at the rest of the group, only expecting answers. Everyone apart from you says yes, leaving you confused…” Where are we going?”, you ask barely above a whisper. 

“Press tour mate!”, Finn says while quirking his eyebrow, as if this was old news. Honestly, this was old news, you may have accidentally forgotten that was today. Finn’s reply brought everyone's attention back onto you and you can hear Dominik holding back laughter. “Where’s your stuff?”, he leans down to get a better look at your surprise-stricken face. 

“I forgot-”, you mumbled looking away from all the teasing faces, an embarrassed blush gracing your face. “What was that mumbles?”, Dominik pushes a strand of hair behind your ear as he gets closer to hear you. 

You huff and throw your arms up in a frustrated matter, “Come on guys, you know I'm forgetful”. Everyone snickers at you and the normal behavior you present week by week. You purse your lips and glance at Dominik with a tiny smile, “The walk all the back to my car is so far…I don’t think I’ll be able to make it on my own”. 

Dominik’s face splits into an all-familiar grin, “fine -augh” you move quickly, jumping onto his back. His calloused but smooth palms grasp the back of your thighs, keeping you against his back. Your arms slip back around his neck for the second time and your face is over Dominik’s shoulder, your cheeks brushing against each other as you walk out of the door. Clinging to a content Dominik Mysterio.

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Your drabble for Benny has left me with dirty thoughts…….how do we feel about Gym sex with Benny? Benny works as a personal trainer outside of his MMA fights and he decides to train his darling near closing time at the gym and everything is going well until helps you with your squats 👀👀 ignore me I’m just horny for Benny

good form

Benjamin "Benny" Miller x f!reader

Summary: Benny's self-control only goes so far, especially when he's trying to teach you how to do squats.

Word Count: 2k

Rating: 18+ EXPLICIT

Content: NSFW, smut, unprotected p in v, creampie, size kink, rough sex, fingering, exhibitionism (gym sex), dirty talk, established relationship

The gym is nearly empty when you stroll in through the sliding glass doors after work, eyes sweeping over the room as you adjust the small duffel bag hanging off of your shoulder. While you don’t immediately spy the tall head of blonde hair that you’re looking for, you do happen to hear his familiar, deep laugh ringing out. Smiling to yourself, you follow the sound of Benny’s voice, eventually finding him near the back talking to a client.

You take your time as you approach, letting your gaze linger on Benny’s solid form as he stands with his feet firmly planted on the foam mats beneath him, arms crossed over his chest, his faded black t-shirt protesting against the stretch of his thick biceps. Busy or not, Benny still catches you staring, and his eyes flick to you for a brief moment as he nods along to what the other man is saying, the corner of his mouth twitching upward. Blowing him an exaggerated kiss, you stride past and make your way over to the locker rooms to peel off your work attire in favor of something more suitably appropriate for the gym.

Benny’s alone when you return, and he does a double take when he notices that you’ve opted to ditch your usual tank top and leggings for a pair of shorts and a sports bra. 

“You planning on sweating today, honey?” he asks with a grin. 

You offer him a wink in return. “Depends on how hard you work me tonight, coach.”

He raises an eyebrow, catching your chin between his thumb and pointer finger as he leans in to press a kiss to your lips. Given that you normally pop in to train with him on weekends when it’s far busier, you couldn’t help but take advantage of the opportunity to distract your boyfriend just a little while you essentially have the place to yourselves now. 

If Benny knows you did this to tease him, he doesn’t comment further, shifting into personal trainer mode as he begins walking you through the exercise plan he’s put together for the evening. And to his credit, he manages to stay focused throughout, though you do catch the tick of his jaw when he eyes the beads of sweat rolling down your sternum and between your breasts.

But any ground that Benny gains in mastering his self-control swiftly crumbles in a landslide when the time comes to work on your squats.

You’re terrible at squats.

Benny knows you’re terrible at squats.

He bites his lip in amusement as you make a few embarrassing attempts at squatting, but you know your form’s all wrong. After a few tries, you nearly topple sideways when you go to stand back up, but a firm arm wraps around your waist to steady you.

Benny stays behind you when you straighten, hands at your hips. He places his foot between your legs, nudging them slightly further apart.

“Shoulder-width. And let your feet turn outward slightly, depending on what’s most comfortable.”

“Okay.”

“Now take a deep breath, keep your back straight, and push your hips backward a little as you slowly lower yourself.”

You do as he says, but Benny stops you halfway.

“Hold on, here. Let me…”

He urges you to stand up straight before assuming the squatting position again, but this time, his body is right up against yours. 

“Deep breath.”

His chest now flush with your back, you can feel Benny inhale, too.

“Go down slowly, and don’t forget the hips.”

His hands slide down to your waist, fingers splayed over your hips, and he tugs you against him as you both begin to lower your bodies toward the floor. And although you should be concentrating on getting your thighs parallel to the ground, you’re far more interested in what you can now feel pressing into your ass.

After returning to a standing posture, you innocuously ask, “Can you show me again?”

Benny lets out an amused huff, immediately taking note of the way you’re purposely standing with your legs too close together. He comes to stand in front of you, nudging his thigh between your own, urging you to spread your legs further apart. A sharp thrill runs down your spine as he looks at you pointedly before resuming his position at your back. 

You begin to sink toward the floor.

“Hips,” Benny reminds you when you start to go down straight, hands coming out to tug at them.

And because you can’t resist, you arch your back as you press your ass directly against Benny’s dick, which is now straining insistently against the front of his gym shorts. His grip on your hips tightens, and you let a breathy little sound fall from your lips as you blatantly grind your backside against him. A husky groan leaves Benny’s mouth, and he mutters your name in a tone laced with warning.

So you do it again, reaching behind you to let your nails graze Benny’s neck as his shaft presses firmly between your cheeks. 

“Honey,” he breathes out roughly, his breath hot against your ear.

You smile, tangling a hand in his hair. “Hmm?”

His tongue darts out, trailing a scorching path along the sheen of sweat covering the side of your neck. “What do you think you’re doing?”

You wiggle your ass a bit, and a strangled moan fights its way out of his throat. 

“Nothing.”

“You sure? Because it seems like you want me to fuck you right here.”

You tighten your grip on his hair. “Yeah?"

“I didn’t even lock the front doors yet.”

“I'm sure you can be quick.”

Benny curses, biting down on your shoulder.

“Get on the floor.”

You lower yourself down onto your hands and knees, and Benny folds his body over yours, using one hand to tug your bra down until your breasts are spilling out. Fondling your tits, he teases your nipples as he ruts against your ass.

“Benny,” you whine, impatiently rocking back against him.

“You could’ve just asked me to come home early if you wanted this so bad,” he murmurs, grasping your neck and tilting your chin as he leans in to drag his lips against yours, kissing you fervently. 

He slides a hand into your shorts, fingers probing your slick, wet folds. “But you wanted me to fuck you right here, didn’t you?”

You whimper as his middle finger trails through your slit, toying with your fluttering hole.

“Someone could walk in right now and catch me stuffing my cock in your needy little hole, honey.”

He slips his finger inside of your cunt, and you moan, pleasure and anticipation coiling tight in your gut.

“Was gonna see if you wanted to have sex in the showers when we were done, but I bet you like this more. Driving me so fucking crazy I can't even finish a lesson without fucking you.”

Slowly, Benny pumps his finger in and out of your dripping channel, and you eagerly press into his touch.

“Might still need to keep working on your squats after, though. Wanna see you do them with my cum sliding down your thighs."

You keen in response, feeling dizzy at the filthy thought of his cum dripping out of you and all over the black mats with each squat.

Even if someone were to make their way into the gym now, you’re so desperate to feel Benny’s dick inside of you at this point, you don’t think you’d be able to stop. 

“You’re so fucking hot, baby,” Benny huskily drawls as he leans back, massaging the globes of your ass. 

He reaches into your shorts at the hem, tugging them and your underwear aside for access to your hot core, rather than pulling them down at the waistband. Your panties are soaked with your arousal, and Benny lets out an appreciative sound at the sight of just how wet you are for him. 

His pupils are blown wide with lust when you turn back to look at him as he pulls his thick shaft out of his shorts, spitting into his palm and pumping it a few times, though it’s already achingly hard, precum dribbling from the tip. 

Fingers and knees planted against the gym mats beneath you, both you and Benny moan in unison as he notches the head of his cock at your slick entrance and slowly begins to sink into the warmth of your cunt. 

“Fuck,” you breathe out heavily when he eventually bottoms out inside of you. 

No matter how many times you’ve been stuffed full with Benny’s cock, you still have to adjust to his length each and every time he breaches your sensitive channel. You never tire of the intense, blazing feeling that floods your gut as he splits you open, the way your mouth waters as you stretch to accommodate his girth. 

Benny knows how to take you apart slow and steady, dragging his shaft through your drenched core excruciatingly slow until you’re a whimpering, cock drunk mess, begging him to fuck you stupid. 

He knows how to make you moan till your voice is hoarse, till you've bitten your own lips swollen as he ruthlessly ravages your hole.

Benny knows how to make you come so goddamn hard with his dick stuffed in your pussy and two fingers lodged deep in your ass that you nearly black out.

He has a habit of seeing just how many body-shuddering orgasms he can pull from you before he can’t hold back from emptying himself inside of you any longer.

But tonight, there can be no finesse. No teasing. No dragging this out.

You’ll save that for later, when he pulls you into his lap in bed and kisses you tenderly while you rock into the cradle of his hips and ride him.

Here at the gym, the way he pistons his hips into yours is nearly uncoordinated with urgency, your cunt squelching messily each and every time he slams his cock back inside of it. Your underwear and shorts are sopping wet with your arousal, and Benny leans forward to palm at the swell of your tits once more, which are still hanging free from the confines of your bra. 

You love when Benny’s like this—sloppy and rough, fucking you like you were made for him. Fucking you like he wants to lodge his cock so deep inside of you it'll never come out. Fucking you so hard tears are pricking at the corners of your eyes as an intoxicating wave of pleasure thrums in your veins. 

“You feel so fucking good,” he chokes out, hips stuttering. “Don’t know how much longer I’m going to last.”

But there’s no need to keep his climax at bay once he reaches around to stroke your swollen clit, because it’s at that moment that you finally lose your composure, crying out in pleasure as the ache between your thighs burns white-hot. Your walls spasm and contract around his cock as you come, your arms and legs trembling with the force of the molten pleasure washing through you. 

“Oh fuck,” Benny pants when he feels your cunt clench down on his throbbing cock, his fingers digging into your asscheeks as he plunges as deeply inside of you as he can go before painting your walls with ropes of his release, filling you to the brim.

When he pulls his softened length from your sensitive hole, globs of cum begin to leak from your entrance, and you shiver as he swipes a finger through your sticky folds. You collapse onto the mat, rolling over onto your back and staring up at Benny’s flushed face as he pushes his sweaty hair out of his eyes.

Sitting up slightly, you grasp the collar of his shirt, roughly tugging him down on top of you as you capture his lips in a messy kiss. 

“Showers?” you ask, the expression on your face betraying the innocence in your voice.

Benny grins.

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New York, Eastman High, 20xx

approx. — 9:30 a.m.

karai bored-ly drummed her fingertips against the smooth, scratched up surface of her desk.

resting a cheek on her left hand—half listening to her teacher up front. they were learning about world history and this was something karai had already learned whilst being homeschooled.

honestly — if school was this uneventful, she would’ve opted to just rely on her espionage skills and bug the school to spy on the turtles to gather the information her father oh so needed instead. the teacher’s voice droned on; some of her – ᴀʜᴇᴍ – classmates either were fast asleep or zoned out, not bothering to pay attention.

luckily just an half hour and she’d head to her next class.

ᴛɪᴋ ᴛᴏᴋ ᴛɪᴋ ᴛᴏᴋ ᴛɪᴋ — “ miss táng .ᐣ ”

green eyes focused on her balding, pudgy and divorced teacher.

“ may you repeat what i said — .ᐣ ”

𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦。

karai huffed — and repeats everything to a t finishing with a click of a tongue.

“ t-that’s correct、thank you miss táng。now — during the eras of medieval europe。。ʙʟᴀʜ ʙʟᴀʜ ʙʟᴀʜ。”

karai proceeded to muffle his voice.

she yawns covering her mouth with a fist.

luckily the bell rings signifying dismissal and five minute limit to get to your next class.

getting up — karai gathered her items, slinging her backpack unto her shoulder. the teacher said something about homework or whatever as they left. paying no mind to his babble, karai exits the classroom and heads for her assigned locker. she twists and turns the lock to access the contents inside of her locker; with a click, it opens and she switches the world history book for her chemistry textbook.

slams the locker shut and readies herself to head to the next period when karai bumps into something solid.

an annoyed hiss escapes the punk teen.

“ karai — babe、you’re fine as hell .ᐟ go out with me。just give me a chance。”

“ never in your life — dylan、now leave me alone。”

she goes to leave once more when a hand stops her.

“ whoa、whoa — cool your jets sweetheart。you haven’t had the taste of dylan o’bry — ”

karai throws him—making his body hits the ground, ʜᴀʀᴅ.

“ go fuck yourself、now leave me alone you piece of shit — ( *ᴡʜᴀᴄᴋ ) ”

she kicks his face in—drawing out blood and a fractured nose with sweetheart。you haven’t had the taste of dylan o’bry — ”

she kicks his face in—drawing out blood and a fractured nose with broken teeth.

karai heads off to class without much hassle this time around — dylan slowly gets up, groaning as he snarls.

“ stupid bitch — i’ma make her pay。”

the rest of the day went without fuss and karai thanks the gods, wanting to go home however she still needs to scavenge through the turtle’s lockers to find something of use — for her father. karai’s been keeping tabs all day.

she watches them interact with their respective clubs and electives — so far this is what she’s gathered.

⌜✎⌟

leonardo, or “leo” seems to be the turtle in charge despite being awkward, anxious, dorky and clumsy with himself. his brothers often clown him, than taking him seriously—but do listen when it matters.

he also seems to be hard crushing on that o’neil girl.

⌜✎⌟

raphael — “raph” is the second oldest and aggressive one of the bunch. always eager to fight, and a lil too trigger happy. however he’s strong as he is effective on getting things done; gets scolded a lot for his recklessness.

he does seem to have a 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩 spot for his brothers.

⌜✎⌟

donatello – ‘donnie’ ; ‘dee’ ; ‘don’ — is the second youngest of the four. gifted with genius and intellect, he thrives on technology and science. his brothers often refer to him as the “brains” of the group and rely on him for almost everything. seems he is uh—an anime nerd and k-pop enthusiast.

side note: who is BTS ?

⌜✎⌟

michelangelo aka ‘mikey’ is the youngest of the three. he is youthful, cherry, funny — the heart of the group, he excels at improv.

though he seems to dislike conflict.

granted this was weeks after weeks of studying the teens — whole ass month.

karai decides to head home now, so she can be of use to her father and hunt down the turtles. exiting the school, she walks towards the direction of the hideout — halfway through she ends up surrounded by men baring dragon tattoos.

karai scoffed — dumping her backpack onto the floor.

“ yous karai — .ᐣ ”

quirks a brow.

“ who would like to know .ᐣ ”

this big, burly bald man speaks,

“ dylan o’bryen。”

a snort , then full blown laughter is heard from the kunoichi.

“ you’re that pig’s henchmen。

“ how lame。”

the bald one does a notion and then they’re all rushing her — and karai easily disposes of them one by one without any effort.

this is light work.

so there she goes, dancing in the pale moonlight. unbeknownst to the japanese teen — the turtle brothers were out on their evening patrols.

leonardo who had been leading his brothers through the rooftops — spotted the girl.

“ guys look — it’s karai .ᐟ ”

he pointed and his brothers turned, curious.

“ seems like she’s having fun。”

donnie remarks next to raph — the teens having ceased running — mikey just watches.

“ i think we should help。”

leo says, walking over to the ledge.

“ why—she kicking ass and uh、unless you forgot、karai’s a bad guy .ᐣ ”

raph drawled out, making small movements with his hand.

“ still — she could get hurt、it’s our job to protect 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦。”

the blue masked turtle reminds them and makes his way down the fire escape. the three brothers share a worrisome look before following after their brother. karai let’s out irritated sigh — just how much more of these guys are there? she has the stamina for days — so this isn’t an issue. what is the issue, is that karai isn’t paying attention to the bald one so he manages to get in a hit.

a harsh, rough kick landing on her back — causing her to flinch and let out scream as karai’s sent flying, and smacks into a nearby wall, only intensifying the pain. she probably broke a rib or two — at best, it’s not for certain. carefully karai shuffles herself upright — resting against the bricked wall, panting heavily. a click is heard and a gun’s pointed at her face.

“ say goodbye bitch。”

karai snarls, cursing her incompetence and accepting her fate when — ( * ᴡʜᴀᴍ )

leonardo comes to her rescue with a flying kick to the goon’s head. rendering him unconscious. karai is startled — but relieved at the same time. though, it would seem she now owed this dork a favor.

“ i suppose i owe you a — ”

karai says briefly before quietening down. the moonlight illuminating leonardo as he offered a hand — his mask tails flowing freely. his eyes suddenly appeared to be twinkling; soft nurturing passion simmered in those beautiful chocolate hues. leo’s now colored in this pretty pink tint. and he’s shinning and bright, and, and…breathtaking.

♪ ♫ ♬

𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬

𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘬

𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘪𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘭

𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰, 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰

𝘮𝘺, 𝘮𝘺, 𝘮𝘺, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦?

♪ ♫ ♬

𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦

𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦

𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰, 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰

𝘪'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸

𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦'𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰

𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰

♪ ♫ ♬

karai blinks stupidly, realizing leo’s being calling out to her.

“ uh karai .ᐣ you okay .ᐣ because you’ve been silent for the last five minutes。”

leonardo says, addressing her — sounding nervous and then — ( *fwsssh )

her face is burning up ; turning a lovely crimson as she gingerly accepts his hand — taking note of leo’s ᴡᴀʀᴍᴛʜ. shakily she stands on her feet and stumbles, though leonardo catches her.

“ easy、you took quite the hit。”

his voice is gentle, and kind—none of that condescending tone or harsh words. leo is offering her support and karai can’t help but lean into him—curling to his side; if leonardo is aware, he doesn’t say anything. she’s limping slightly as leo reunited with his brothers.

“ hey guys — i’m gonna go take karai home。”

shrill of disbelieving 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁s are heard from the brothers.

“ are you 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘦 .ᐣ ” raph huffs — pinching the bridge of his beak.

“ she’s the enemy, the bad guy or did you forget leo .ᐣ ”

donnie and mikey just nod in agreement.

“ no、but raph — just look at her。she’s injured and unable to walk。it would be cruel to just leave her be。”

the turtle brothers exchange on last look before conceding into leonardo’s heroic and martyr nature.

“ okay fine — but head straight back once you’re finished。”

raph hissed, gnashing his teeth together.

“ promise。”

and with that, the brothers part and leonardo turns his head to karai.

“ are you strong enough for a piggyback .ᐣ ”

karai nods letting go slowly and watches as leo gets onto his knee, attention on her. all too suddenly she’s self conscious about her hygiene and if she smells ok—snap out of it! karai climbs onto him and the turtle’s hand holds onto her thigh and climbs the nearest fire escape with ease—not struggling at all.

𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨。

karai mused to herself, letting her head rest on his shoulder as leo makes his way through the roofs of new york — she’s giving him directions of course, somewhere near the hideout but also far enough to keep the secrecy of its location. eyes half lidded — karai’s notices just how prettily the lights of new york shine under the night sky. painting the world in many wonderful colors. her stomach feels funny — ticklish and light; nervous. karai then closes her eyes — letting herself be vulnerable and small. after all, her leo wouldn’t hurt her.

“ karai — .ᐣ ”

slowly lifting her head, karai mumbles a tiny ‘ ʏᴇꜱ .ᐣ ’

“ we’re here。”

leonardo says with a whisper, mindful of people’s sleep.

“ thank you。”

karai murmurs, getting off of leo.

“ are you sure that you’re alright .ᐣ ”

the anxious teen asks, his handsome boyish face scrunched up in mild worry.

“ yeah—i’ll be fine、just need some rest with first aid、and then i’ll be right as rain。”

karai eases his concerns with a scoff, dismissing him. leonardo studies her briefly before nodding and turns, ready to leave. and —

“ w-wait .ᐟ ”

karai unconscious grabs ahold of his arm which causes leo’s attention to fall on her

“ yeah .ᐣ ”

she’s at loss for words; not expecting to have acted out subconsciously.

“ i-i just wanted to say, t-that i owe you one。”

leonardo rolls his eyes with a snort.

“ don’t — it’s what heroes do。later .ᐟ ”

giving a two fingered salute—the turtle disappears into the night, leaving a bewildered, questioning karai to her musings.

【𝓔𝓷𝓭.】

; ʚ♡ɞ

[xunravel-me]

Back-to-School Backpack Safety: Protecting Your Childs Spine

Understanding the Risks of Improper Backpack Use

Common issues associated with improper backpack use include:

Back and Shoulder Pain: Continuous stress on the back and shoulders can cause significant discomfort and pain.

Posture Problems: Carrying heavy backpacks can lead to slouching, rounded shoulders, and poor posture.

Long-term Spinal Issues: In severe cases, excessive backpack weight can contribute to scoliosis or other spinal deformities.

Warning signs to watch for:

Red marks on the shoulders from backpack straps.

Tingling or numbness in the arms.

Difficulty standing up straight.

Complaints of back or shoulder pain.

How to Choose the Right Backpack

Selecting the right backpack is the first step in ensuring your child’s spine health. Here’s what to look for:

Size Matters: Choose a backpack that is proportional to your child’s body. The backpack should not be wider or longer than the child’s torso. It should rest comfortably against their back.

Essential Features:

Padded Shoulder Straps: Wide, padded straps help distribute the weight evenly and reduce shoulder strain.

Waist and Chest Straps: These additional straps help stabilize the backpack and shift some of the weight to the hips and chest.

Multiple Compartments: Compartments allow for even weight distribution and organization, preventing the backpack from sagging.

Proper Packing Techniques for Backpack Safety

How you pack a backpack is just as important as what goes into it. Here are some tips to ensure a balanced load:

Tips for Wearing a Backpack Correctly

Wearing the backpack correctly is crucial for avoiding strain and injury:

Two-Shoulder Rule: Always wear both shoulder straps. Slinging the backpack over one shoulder can cause uneven weight distribution, leading to muscle strain.

Adjusting Straps: Ensure that the shoulder and waist straps are properly adjusted. The backpack should fit snugly against the back, without hanging more than a few inches below the waist.

Height Positioning: The backpack should sit two inches above the waistline and not sag low on the back. This positioning helps maintain balance and prevents strain on the lower back.

Alternatives and Solutions to Reduce Backpack Load

Reducing the load your child carries can greatly improve their backpack safety:

Locker Use: Encourage your child to use their school locker throughout the day to store books and supplies they don’t immediately need.

Digital Solutions: If possible, opt for digital textbooks or access online resources that can reduce the number of physical books needed.

Rolling Backpacks: Consider a rolling backpack as an alternative. While these are not suitable for all environments, they can be a good option for children who have to carry heavy loads over long distances.

Regular Backpack Checks and Maintenance

Regularly checking the condition and contents of your child’s backpack is vital:

Routine Inspections: Periodically inspect the backpack’s weight and contents. Encourage your child to regularly clean out unnecessary items.

Replacing Worn-Out Backpacks: Pay attention to signs of wear and tear, such as fraying straps or a sagging back. Replace the backpack if it no longer provides proper support.

Parental Involvement: Engage with your child about their backpack usage. Teach them how to pack properly and encourage them to speak up if they feel discomfort.

Backpack safety is essential for protecting your child’s spine and overall health. By selecting the right backpack, packing it properly, and wearing it correctly, you can prevent many common back and spine issues associated with improper backpack use. Encourage your child to adopt these practices and stay proactive about their spinal health.

Frequently Asked Questions (FAQs)

How heavy is too heavy for a child’s backpack?

A child’s backpack should ideally weigh no more than 10-15% of their body weight. For instance, if a child weighs 80 pounds, their backpack should not exceed 8-12 pounds.

What are the signs that a backpack is causing back pain?

Look for signs like red marks on the shoulders from the straps, complaints of back or shoulder pain, difficulty standing up straight, or tingling/numbness in the arms.

Can using a rolling backpack eliminate all risk of back pain?

Rolling backpacks can help reduce the risk of back pain caused by carrying heavy loads. However, they should be used correctly to avoid other issues, such as pulling them upstairs, which can cause strain.

How often should I check my child’s backpack weight and contents?

Regularly check the backpack, ideally once a week, to ensure that it isn’t overloaded and only contains necessary items. Teach your child to do the same.

Are there specific brands known for ergonomic backpacks for kids?

While many brands offer ergonomic designs, look for reputable ones known for quality and durability. Popular choices often include brands like JanSport, Osprey, and L.L.Bean, which provide backpacks with features tailored to comfort and support.

Getting Started in Chanhassen, MN

Your child’s spinal health is crucial for their overall well-being and development. Don’t wait until back pain becomes a problem. At Abundant Life Chiropractic Health Center in Chanhassen, MN, our experienced team is dedicated to providing expert care and personalized advice to keep your child’s spine healthy. We offer comprehensive spinal assessments and tailored treatments designed to prevent and alleviate back pain caused by heavy backpacks. Schedule a consultation today and take the first step towards safeguarding your child’s future health. Call us now or visit our website to book an appointment!

[dea-matrona]

Back-to-School Backpack Safety: Protecting Your Childs Spine

Understanding the Risks of Improper Backpack Use

Common issues associated with improper backpack use include:

Back and Shoulder Pain: Continuous stress on the back and shoulders can cause significant discomfort and pain.

Posture Problems: Carrying heavy backpacks can lead to slouching, rounded shoulders, and poor posture.

Long-term Spinal Issues: In severe cases, excessive backpack weight can contribute to scoliosis or other spinal deformities.

Warning signs to watch for:

Red marks on the shoulders from backpack straps.

Tingling or numbness in the arms.

Difficulty standing up straight.

Complaints of back or shoulder pain.

How to Choose the Right Backpack

Selecting the right backpack is the first step in ensuring your child’s spine health. Here’s what to look for:

Size Matters: Choose a backpack that is proportional to your child’s body. The backpack should not be wider or longer than the child’s torso. It should rest comfortably against their back.

Essential Features:

Padded Shoulder Straps: Wide, padded straps help distribute the weight evenly and reduce shoulder strain.

Waist and Chest Straps: These additional straps help stabilize the backpack and shift some of the weight to the hips and chest.

Multiple Compartments: Compartments allow for even weight distribution and organization, preventing the backpack from sagging.

Proper Packing Techniques for Backpack Safety

How you pack a backpack is just as important as what goes into it. Here are some tips to ensure a balanced load:

Tips for Wearing a Backpack Correctly

Wearing the backpack correctly is crucial for avoiding strain and injury:

Two-Shoulder Rule: Always wear both shoulder straps. Slinging the backpack over one shoulder can cause uneven weight distribution, leading to muscle strain.

Adjusting Straps: Ensure that the shoulder and waist straps are properly adjusted. The backpack should fit snugly against the back, without hanging more than a few inches below the waist.

Height Positioning: The backpack should sit two inches above the waistline and not sag low on the back. This positioning helps maintain balance and prevents strain on the lower back.

Alternatives and Solutions to Reduce Backpack Load

Reducing the load your child carries can greatly improve their backpack safety:

Locker Use: Encourage your child to use their school locker throughout the day to store books and supplies they don’t immediately need.

Digital Solutions: If possible, opt for digital textbooks or access online resources that can reduce the number of physical books needed.

Rolling Backpacks: Consider a rolling backpack as an alternative. While these are not suitable for all environments, they can be a good option for children who have to carry heavy loads over long distances.

Regular Backpack Checks and Maintenance

Regularly checking the condition and contents of your child’s backpack is vital:

Routine Inspections: Periodically inspect the backpack’s weight and contents. Encourage your child to regularly clean out unnecessary items.

Replacing Worn-Out Backpacks: Pay attention to signs of wear and tear, such as fraying straps or a sagging back. Replace the backpack if it no longer provides proper support.

Parental Involvement: Engage with your child about their backpack usage. Teach them how to pack properly and encourage them to speak up if they feel discomfort.

Backpack safety is essential for protecting your child’s spine and overall health. By selecting the right backpack, packing it properly, and wearing it correctly, you can prevent many common back and spine issues associated with improper backpack use. Encourage your child to adopt these practices and stay proactive about their spinal health.

Frequently Asked Questions (FAQs)

How heavy is too heavy for a child’s backpack?

A child’s backpack should ideally weigh no more than 10-15% of their body weight. For instance, if a child weighs 80 pounds, their backpack should not exceed 8-12 pounds.

What are the signs that a backpack is causing back pain?

Look for signs like red marks on the shoulders from the straps, complaints of back or shoulder pain, difficulty standing up straight, or tingling/numbness in the arms.

Can using a rolling backpack eliminate all risk of back pain?

Rolling backpacks can help reduce the risk of back pain caused by carrying heavy loads. However, they should be used correctly to avoid other issues, such as pulling them upstairs, which can cause strain.

How often should I check my child’s backpack weight and contents?

Regularly check the backpack, ideally once a week, to ensure that it isn’t overloaded and only contains necessary items. Teach your child to do the same.

Are there specific brands known for ergonomic backpacks for kids?

While many brands offer ergonomic designs, look for reputable ones known for quality and durability. Popular choices often include brands like JanSport, Osprey, and L.L.Bean, which provide backpacks with features tailored to comfort and support.

Getting Started in Chanhassen, MN

Your child’s spinal health is crucial for their overall well-being and development. Don’t wait until back pain becomes a problem. At Abundant Life Chiropractic Health Center in Chanhassen, MN, our experienced team is dedicated to providing expert care and personalized advice to keep your child’s spine healthy. We offer comprehensive spinal assessments and tailored treatments designed to prevent and alleviate back pain caused by heavy backpacks. Schedule a consultation today and take the first step towards safeguarding your child’s future health. Call us now or visit our website to book an appointment!

[addsofttech]

Why Mobile Charging Kiosks Are Essential for Modern Businesses

In today’s digital age, mobile devices have become an integral part of our daily lives. From managing work emails to staying connected with friends and family, smartphones are essential tools. However, with increased usage comes the inevitable issue of battery life. This is where mobile charging kiosks come into play. Let's explore why mobile charging kiosks are becoming a must-have for modern businesses.

What is a Mobile Charging Kiosk?

A mobile charging kiosk is a station equipped with multiple charging ports and cables compatible with various devices. These kiosks are designed to allow users to charge their smartphones, tablets, or other electronic devices in public places. They are commonly found in malls, airports, restaurants, hospitals, and other high-traffic areas.

Benefits of Mobile Charging Kiosks for Businesses

Enhancing Customer Experience:

In a world where staying connected is crucial, offering a mobile charging kiosk is a valuable service that can significantly enhance customer experience. Visitors are more likely to stay longer in an environment where they can charge their devices, leading to increased engagement and potentially more sales.

Attracting More Foot Traffic:

By providing a charging station, businesses can attract more foot traffic. People searching for a place to recharge their devices may choose a business that offers this service, especially in locations like malls or busy streets. This can increase brand visibility and customer loyalty.

Boosting Brand Loyalty and Trust:

Offering a free and convenient service such as a mobile charging kiosk can help build brand loyalty. Customers are likely to remember and appreciate businesses that cater to their needs, fostering a sense of trust and reliability.

Advertising Opportunities:

Many mobile charging kiosks come with screens that can display advertisements or promotional content. This provides businesses with a unique opportunity to engage with customers while they wait for their devices to charge. It’s an innovative way to market products or services and boost sales.

Promoting Safety and Security:

Mobile charging kiosks are designed with safety in mind. They often come with lockers or secure compartments that keep devices safe while charging. This feature can be a significant selling point, as customers can leave their devices unattended without worrying about theft.

Different Types of Mobile Charging Kiosks

There are various types of mobile charging kiosks available in the market, each catering to different needs:

Free-Standing Kiosks:

These are the most common types, typically found in malls, airports, and other public areas. They offer multiple charging ports and sometimes have built-in screens for advertising.

Tabletop Charging Stations:

These are smaller, more compact stations that can be placed on tables in restaurants, cafes, or waiting areas. They are ideal for businesses with limited space but still want to offer charging services.

Wall-Mounted Charging Stations:

As the name suggests, these are mounted on walls, saving floor space. They are often used in places with high traffic but limited room for larger kiosks.

Locker-Based Charging Stations:

These kiosks offer secure lockers where customers can safely store and charge their devices. This type is perfect for gyms, swimming pools, or other areas where customers might be away from their phones for extended periods.

How to Choose the Right Mobile Charging Kiosk for Your Business

When selecting a mobile charging kiosk for your business, consider the following factors:

Location and Space: Assess the available space and choose a kiosk that fits well within your business environment.

Customer Needs: Understand the needs of your customers. If security is a major concern, opt for locker-based kiosks.

Budget: Determine your budget and choose a kiosk that offers the best features within that range.

Customization Options: Some kiosks allow for branding and customization, which can help reinforce your business identity.

Conclusion

Mobile charging kiosks are more than just a convenience; they are an investment in customer satisfaction and engagement. By offering this service, businesses can attract more customers, enhance their experience, and ultimately drive more sales. In an increasingly mobile world, providing a solution to one of the most common problems – battery drain – can set your business apart from the competition.

So, if you’re looking to improve customer experience and stand out, consider adding a mobile charging kiosk to your business space.

[kubervaultsau]

Safes and Lockers: The ultimate security for your treasures.

Introduction

Today, protection of everything valuable, be it your jewels, important documents, or personal items, has become highly important. With the increasing incidents of thefts and natural disasters, even people and business units are opting for the safe and locker services to keep their valuables protected. The demand is on the surge, and companies like Kuber Vaults have started to offer state-of-the-art services to relieve you of these tensions.

Understanding the Importance of Safe and Lockers

The concept of safe and lockers has come of age through many years. Traditionally, these used to be simple, robust boxes that sought to keep away valuables from intruders. Nevertheless, with changing times and technology advancement, the nature of threats have also changed, forcing modern safes and lockers to be highly technical in nature offering a variety of features to suit security needs.

Types of Safe and Lockers Available

When it comes to selecting the right safe and lockers, it's essential to understand the various types available on the market. Each type caters to different security requirements, and choosing the right one can make all the difference.

Fire-Resistant Safes: These safes are designed to protect contents from fire damage. They can withstand extremely high temperatures for a certain period, ensuring that your important documents and valuables remain intact.

Burglary-Resistant Safes: These safes are built to withstand attempts at forced entry. They often come with complex locking mechanisms, making it extremely difficult for intruders to gain access.

Deposit Lockers: Ideal for businesses, these lockers allow for secure deposits without giving access to the main storage compartment. This is particularly useful for organizations that handle cash or other valuable items regularly.

Jewelry Safes: Specifically designed for storing jewelry, these safes offer enhanced protection against theft and are often lined with soft materials to prevent damage to delicate items.

Gun Safes: For firearm owners, gun safes are essential to prevent unauthorized access and ensure that weapons are stored safely.

Factors to Consider When Choosing Safe and Lockers

Selecting the right safe and lockers involves more than just picking the one with the most features. Several factors need to be considered to ensure that the chosen safe or locker meets your specific needs.

Size and Capacity: The size of the safe or locker should be determined by the volume of items you intend to store. It's also advisable to consider future needs and choose a slightly larger size than what you currently require.

Location: The placement of the safe or locker is crucial. Some safes are designed to be mounted on walls or floors, while others are portable. The location will also determine the level of discretion required.

Locking Mechanism: Modern safe and lockers come with a variety of locking mechanisms, from traditional key locks to electronic keypads and biometric systems. The choice of lock will depend on the level of security you need and your convenience.

Fire and Water Resistance: Depending on where you live, it might be essential to consider safes that offer protection against fire and water damage. This is particularly important in areas prone to natural disasters.

Budget: While it's essential to invest in quality safe and lockers, it's also crucial to find one that fits within your budget. High-end safes offer advanced features but can be expensive, so it's important to balance your needs with your financial capacity.

The Role of Safe and Lockers in Residential Security

For many homeowners, the primary function of safe and lockers is to provide a secure place for valuable items, important documents, and occasionally, personal weapons. The peace of mind that comes with knowing your most treasured possessions are protected cannot be overstated.

Common Items Stored in Residential Safes and Lockers

Jewelry: One of the most common items stored in residential safes, jewelry often holds significant monetary and sentimental value. A quality safe will protect these items from theft and damage.

Important Documents: Birth certificates, wills, property deeds, and passports are examples of documents that are irreplaceable and require secure storage.

Cash: Although many prefer to store their cash in banks, some people keep a small emergency fund in their homes. Safes provide the necessary security for this.

Firearms: Responsible gun ownership includes ensuring that firearms are kept out of reach of unauthorized individuals, particularly children. Gun safes are specifically designed for this purpose.

Heirlooms: Family heirlooms, which are often priceless and irreplaceable, are commonly stored in safes to preserve their integrity and security.

Enhancing Home Security through Safe and Lockers

Though quite crucial in securing your valuables, safes and lockers have to be a part of the bigger home security strategy. Here are some ways to enhance your home security using safes and lockers:

Discreet Placement: The safe should not be placed in very obvious locations, such as the master bedroom. Other options to look into are concealed spots; you can even build the safe into a wall or floor.

Secure Anchoring: As an added security measure, make sure that your safe is well anchored to the wall or floor to make it hard for the burglars to just lift it and run.

Regular Maintenance: Regularly maintain your safes' locking mechanism to ensure that at the time of need, the system works appropriately and doesn't fail.

Use Technology: Use Advanced Technology Features in Your Safes: With technology advancing, some safes with biometric access and remote surveillance ensure tighter security measures.

Commercial Safes and Lockers

Businesses often require much safer storage than most individuals. This is where the right kind of safe and lockers come in for every business entity, in safeguarding money, sensitive documents, as well as equipment.

The Importance of Safe and Lockers for Businesses

Cash Reserves Protection: Every business that transacts with cash must have a safe. This greatly reduces the possibilities of losing it to thieves, hence the money is guaranteed to be safe until reaching the bank.

Document Security: It further acts as a document security arena for very many irreplaceable documents that are subject compounds, for example, contracts, records of clients, and tendering documents.

Employee Safety: In some of the industries, such as jewelry or luxury items retailing, employees are actually at risk at the hands of robbers. Quick accessibility of the safes during emergencies helps out with employees and also saves the stock of the store.

Compliance with regulations: In some industries, regulations require a certain class of sensitive material to be stored using special considerations. For example, healthcare providers are required by law to keep social and medical patient records in a safe environment, so are financial institutions with set standards of storing cash and vital documents.

Selecting Safes and Lockers for Business Use

While selecting safe and lockers for businesses, one takes into consideration a number of factors:

Volume of Use: High quantities of use will require safes that are hardy enough to withstand handling or use in a routine manner without compromising security. Watch out for sturdy models configured for heavy usage for prolonged use.

Access Control : In a business environment, control of the number of persons opening the safe is very important. Multi-user access code safes or those with a biometric scanner-type are good picks so that only people who are allowed to open it can.

Emergency Access: Let us suppose that a fire or some kind of break-in takes place. You may wish for fast and safe access to its contents. Look for safes with override keys or emergency features that grant you quick access.

Customization: This is due to the type of business, where some products might need to be held within the shop. For this reason, most of the manufacturers have designs that are meant for customization in the interior compartments of the safe or locker.

The Future of Safe and Lockers

As technology continues to surge ahead so will the technology of safes and lockers. In fact, the adoption of smart technology is already changing the game in the industry, as it avails users features and levels of security and convenience that have never been experienced before.

Smart Safes and Lockers

Biometric Access: Modern Lockers are gearing towards the use of fingerprint and retinal scanners for access, which are assured ways of security than the common keys and combination locks.

Remote Monitoring:This feature has built-in remote monitoring through a smartphone application. It particularly works best for business owners who need to keep track of their safes from different sites.

Automatic Alerts: Automatic alerts will be sent to the owner's phone or to the security service if there is any unauthorized attempt towards the safe, so that outright action can be taken.

Integration with Home Security Systems:These can be integrated into home or business security systems, meaning that any breach of those systems will set off an alarm or alert the authorities.

Environmental Consideration

Mounting concern for the environment has seen companies begin to consider the ecological input of their products. This has seen safes being developed that are made from sustainable materials, with energy-efficient features.

Recycled Materials: Some companies have recently started to offer safes made from recycled metals to reduce the environmental impact of production.

Efficient Use of Energy: Safes with electronic locks are being designed to provide better power management, improve the life cycle of batteries, and minimize energy usage.

Longevity: Yes, the high-quality safe is combined with a reduced number of times when replacing them, thus leading to less waste of them.

Conclusion

It is definitely true that safes and lockers are used to protect very important properties in one's life either at home or in business premises. Whether it's jewelry, very important documents, or even business assets one wants to keep safe, choosing the right safe or locker is necessary. With advancements in technology, the future of safe and lockers is going to bring more security and convenience. Kuber Vaults is among those companies that are being developed in this area with respect to solutions that more perfectly cater to the varied needs of clients. Remember, as you go about your day considering your security needs, that an investment in a serious safe or locker is an investment in peace of mind.

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Storage Solutions in Columbia, MO: Finding Your Perfect Fit

Why Storage Matters in Columbia, MO

Columbia, Missouri, is a city full of life—home to the University of Missouri, vibrant communities, and a growing population. With all the hustle and bustle, space can quickly become a premium. Whether you're a student, a homeowner, or a business owner, finding the right storage solution can make all the difference in managing your belongings efficiently. But how do you choose the best Storage Columbia MO. Let’s dive into the details!

Types of Storage Options

1. Self-Storage Units

Self-storage units are perhaps the most versatile storage option available in Columbia. You can find units in various sizes, from small lockers to large rooms that can fit the contents of an entire home.

Ideal for: Seasonal items, furniture, and boxes you don’t need daily.

Sizes: Range from 5x5 to 10x30 feet.

Access: Most facilities offer 24/7 access, making it convenient for all schedules.

2. Climate-Controlled Storage

Missouri’s weather can be unpredictable, with hot summers and chilly winters. If you have items sensitive to temperature or humidity, like electronics, artwork, or important documents, climate-controlled storage is your best bet.

Ideal for: Electronics, antiques, musical instruments.

Protection: Maintains a consistent temperature and humidity level year-round.

Cost: Slightly higher than standard units, but worth it for valuable items.

3. Vehicle Storage

Need a place to park your RV, boat, or extra car? Columbia offers various vehicle storage options, from outdoor parking spaces to indoor, climate-controlled units.

Types: Covered, uncovered, and indoor vehicle storage.

Security: Most facilities offer gated access, surveillance cameras, and even on-site staff.

Seasonal Use: Perfect for those who only use their vehicles during certain times of the year.

How to Choose the Right Storage Facility

With so many options, picking the right storage facility in Columbia, MO, can be overwhelming. But don’t worry—I’ve got you covered with some essential tips to guide your decision.

1. Consider the Location

Location is crucial. Do you need something close to home, or would a facility near your workplace be more convenient? Columbia has storage units scattered throughout the city, so you’re likely to find something nearby.

Proximity: Choose a location that fits your daily routine.

Safety: Opt for well-lit areas with a good reputation.

2. Assess Security Features

You wouldn’t just leave your front door unlocked, so why settle for less with your storage unit? Security should be a top priority when selecting a facility.

Access Control: Look for facilities with keypad entry or key card access.

Surveillance: 24/7 video monitoring is a must.

On-Site Management: Some facilities have staff on-site during business hours for added security.

3. Evaluate the Cost

While we all want to save a few bucks, going for the cheapest option isn’t always the best move. Remember, you get what you pay for.

Monthly Rates: Prices vary based on unit size, location, and additional features like climate control.

Special Offers: Some facilities offer the first month free or discounts for long-term rentals.

Hidden Fees: Be sure to ask about additional costs, like administrative fees or insurance.

4. Read Reviews

Want the real scoop? Check out online reviews from current and past customers. This can give you insight into the facility’s cleanliness, customer service, and any potential red flags.

Google Reviews: A great starting point.

Social Media: Some facilities are active on platforms like Facebook and Instagram, where you can see updates and customer interactions.

Word of Mouth: Don’t underestimate the power of a friend’s recommendation.

Benefits of Renting Storage in Columbia, MO

Now that you know how to choose the right storage, let’s talk about the benefits. Why should you consider renting a storage unit in Columbia?

1. Declutter Your Space

Whether you’re moving, renovating, or just tired of the clutter, a storage unit can help free up valuable space in your home or office.

Seasonal Storage: Store items like holiday decorations, winter coats, or gardening tools.

Business Inventory: Perfect for small business owners who need extra space for stock.

Student Storage: Mizzou students can store their belongings during summer break instead of hauling everything home.

2. Flexibility and Convenience

Life can be unpredictable, but your storage needs don’t have to be. Most storage facilities offer flexible lease terms, so you can rent a unit for as long—or as short—as you need.

Short-Term: Ideal for temporary needs like moving or remodeling.

Long-Term: Great for storing items you don’t use often but can’t part with.

24/7 Access: Some facilities let you access your belongings anytime, making it easy to grab what you need when you need it.

3. Peace of Mind

Knowing your belongings are safe and secure can provide peace of mind, especially during stressful times like moving or downsizing.

Insurance: Many facilities offer insurance options to cover your items in case of damage or theft.

Safe Environment: Clean, well-maintained facilities protect your belongings from pests and the elements.

Final Thoughts

Choosing the right storage in Columbia, MO, doesn’t have to be a daunting task. By considering factors like location, security, and cost, you can find the perfect solution to fit your needs. Whether you’re a student, a homeowner, or a business owner, the right storage unit can make all the difference in managing your space efficiently. So why wait? Start exploring your options today and take the first step toward a clutter-free life!

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Essential Social Sharing Plugins for WordPress in 2024

Selecting the best social sharing plugin for WordPress is crucial for increasing your content's reach and engagement. These plugins enable visitors to share your posts across social media platforms effortlessly. For enhanced content visibility and security, explore Social Content Locker Plugins for WordPress.

When choosing a social sharing plugin, consider ease of use, customization options, and performance. Here are some top recommendations:

Monarch by Elegant Themes

Monarch is renowned for its versatility and user-friendly interface. It supports over 20 social networks and offers various display options, along with detailed analytics and A/B testing features.

Social Snap

Social Snap enhances your social sharing with support for major networks and multiple button placements. It includes features to track social metrics and understand audience behavior.

Sassy Social Share

For a lightweight and straightforward solution, Sassy Social Share supports over 100 social sharing services and is highly customizable to fit your website's design.

Shared Counts

Shared Counts is a performance-focused plugin offering fast and reliable social sharing buttons. It supports major social networks and provides accurate share counts without slowing down your website.

AddToAny

AddToAny is a popular, free plugin providing universal sharing buttons for numerous social media platforms. It includes customizable button designs and analytics integration.

How do I add a content locker in WordPress?

Adding a content locker to your WordPress site is a great way to encourage social sharing and grow your email list. Consider these options:

Opt-In Content Locker: Requires visitors to subscribe to your email list to unlock content.

Super Social Content Locker: Unlocks content once users share it on social media.

Free WordPress Content Locker Plugin

A free WordPress content locker plugin provides basic functionalities to lock content and boost social media presence at no cost.

Social Locker

The Social Locker plugin hides content behind social sharing buttons, requiring visitors to share the content to gain access, thus increasing your social media traction.

Secure Copy Content Protection and Content Locking

To protect your content from unauthorized copying and ensure that only engaged visitors access it, use secure copy content protection and content-locking plugins.

Conclusion

Choosing the right social sharing plugin for your WordPress site depends on your specific needs. Whether you need detailed analytics, lightweight performance, or advanced customization, there is a plugin for you. Don’t forget to integrate opt-in content lockers and secure copy content protection to maximize engagement and protect your valuable content.