#serious cyclists

[barbara-bracken]

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[modern-inheritance]

Modern Inheritance Short: Bud Like You (Eldest, semi-canon)

(A/N: So, I've been listening to Eldest on audiobook and wanted to do a few short MIC bits from around that timeline. I rewrote a reunion scene with Glen that I might be posting later, but for now have this weird short of Arya and Glen embarrassing themselves due to a promise they made decades ago. And yes. I ripped off AJR. Because I just now found their music and I'm enjoying it. I imagine this was used a lot during the Squaddies time and it's a fun little ditty that some in the Varden still use.

Also, yes, that says semi-canon because I'm not entirely sure if this is just a bit of fun or if it's considered an actual thing these two did during Eragon and Saphira's time training. I've been trying to soften some stuff for MIC for some reason and just wanted some of Arya and Glenwing being dorks.)

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Bud Like You

“Way up, way up, way up to the sky!”

“Hey! Louder!”

Eragon looked up from relacing his boots at the sound of someone yelling, confused by the intrusion. Saphira swiveled her head, tracking the source of the noise before letting out a snort of amusement. Behind Vanir the group of younger elves pointed and began snickering amongst themselves, some shaking their heads in what appeared to be disgust. 

‘What is it?’ Saphira refused to answer him, only letting out one of her peculiar coughing laughs. He stood and dusted off his knees before turning to see what exactly was going on.

He couldn’t help his own half choked off laugh, utterly bewildered.

The silver haired elf Arya had been speaking with the night of the feast was jogging backwards, keeping just out of reach of the aforementioned elf woman. Who was skipping. And yelling what seemed to be a song verse or cadence with a dark scowl on her face. 

“Way up, way up, way up to the sky! When everybody here is sneaking in and getting high! Way up, way up, way up to the moon! Boy it’s good to know I got a bud like you! Boy it’s good to know I got a bud like you!”

Across from him, Vanir pinched the bridge of his nose. “This again?”

Eragon swallowed his laughter. “This happens often?”  

“It’s apparently some ritual they picked up from their time with the humans.” The sneer was evident in the young elf’s voice. “Some sort of punishment or other.”

“Push ups, come on!” Glenwing chirped, clapping his hands enthusiastically. Even from here Eragon could see the ecstatic smile on his face. 

“I’ll bloody make you dead for real!” Arya’s snapped retort held a biting edge that was undercut by a bubble of laughter. 

“I can always add another lap! Two hundred, let’s go!”

“Bite me! Way up, way up…”

It continued like this through Eragon’s sparring session and beyond. It was a full three hours before Glen allowed his commander to slow and stop. “Okay, enough. I think you got it.”

Arya flopped onto the ground, panting. It had been months since she actually exerted herself quite so much, not in the ways they had done during their early field days. The exercise was good. But the singing had been…well. As humiliating as it was supposed to be. That’s why they had made this little pact after all. Vans had wanted a way to make sure his ragtag group of youths and men were sharing everything with the medic, and of course the slippery Withal had just the thing to reenforce the order. 

“So, what did we remember?” Glen’s grinning face filled Arya’s vision from where she squinted up into the pines above. 

“That you’re here to support me.” Arya wheezed. “And I’m here to support you.”

“Aaaand?”

“That I’m lucky to have a friend that cares so much.” 

“Aaaaaaaand?”

“That I shouldn’t try and hide new medical notes from you.”

“Why?”

“Because you give a shit.”

“And?”

“Because it’s a good way to end up dead.”

“And why don’t we want that?”

“Because the last time that happened it caused a political shitstorm.” Arya bared her teeth in a feral smile, the stitch in her side easing. “And because I’m getting really tired of hearing everyone say ‘I thought you were dead’ whenever I show up.”

Glen grabbed his CO by the wrists and hauled her to her feet. “There you go!” He let her brush herself off. “Now it’s my turn.” 

“Damn right it is.” Arya clapped her hands and made a shooing motion. “Start skipping, dumbass.”

“Way up, way up…”

[wouteke]

I AM LTIERALLY GOING THROUGH SOMETHIGNGGGGGGGGGG ITS OS FUCKING SEIROUS

[gil-estel]

me to my mom: I think you might be interested in this job that's all about educating people about bike safety —

mom: NO I DON'T LIKE TO DO THAT

me: so I'm enjoying listening to audiobooks while I ride my bike—

mom: dIDNT YOU KNOW THAT'S ILLEGAL AND DANGEROUS—

[halfelven]

once again thinking about the friend i had who hated bicycles and cyclists bc they ‘could cause accidents’ and ‘sometimes hit pedestrians in the bike lane’ and ‘the warning bell could trigger pedestrians’ and then harshly judged me for riding a bike and gave me a little lecture about it again when i was leaving a meet up on bicycle and i was like ohhh you were serious

[nelfs]

i biked 32 miles on saturday

[alpha-mag-media]

Cyclist, 50s, dies after being found in cycle lane with serious injuries in Co Sligo | December 22, 2023 at 09:08AM

Cyclist, 50s, dies after being found in cycle lane with serious injuries in Co Sligo Read More … Check full articles at Source: ALPHA MAG

[woodywood101blog]

Johnny found it difficult to stay serious during the photoshoot when he considered the last time he rode a bike was about 7 months ago, which is also when he got pregnant with a fellow cyclist's baby.

[igotanidea]

A biker and a bicycler

requested by @blooming4u : reader x Jason meeting for the first time.

AKA; what happens when it rains and someone causes a little water fountain out of the puddle.

***

“HEY! WATCH WHERE YOU GOING!!”

The sudden screeching of the motorcycle wheels on the asphalt quickly made her realize that yelling at this driver might have been a bad idea.

The driver getting off the bike and striding towards her without taking off his helmet only fueled that suspicion further.

Him standing way too close, as if waiting for her to apologize made her ….

Even angrier.

The hell was he thinking?!

Speeding on the street in the rain, not giving a shit about the cyclists?! Hello?!

Not taking a second to get his head out of his ass to maybe consider that there were puddles everywhere and fucking driving too close can fucking cause someone to get all wet?!

Oh hell no, she was not backing down from this!

“You were saying something, princess?” a muffled voice, came from behind the motorcycle helmet

“Damn right I was!” she exclaimed, pointing at her drenched jeans and bicycle. “See what you did?!”

“You sure that was me?” the guy chuckled, but due to that stupid thing on his stupid head it sounded more like Lord Vader joking around. “There are plenty other people who could have done it? How do I know you are not trying to trick me into taking responsibility?”

“Huh? What—” that little speech surely took her aback. A little though, since she quickly recovered. “Are you a lawyer now?”

“Far from it, believe me! But still, I’m going to need proof to that, princess. Otherwise, I might think you are doing shit like this on purpose, cause I caught your attention. You know, if you want to ask me out, you can just ask without all those charades.” His face was still hidden, but Y/N could swear he was smirking.

“Excuse me?!”

“Oh, I guessed right? Didn’t I?”

“Ok, let’s assume for a second that you are. That I am doing it to catch the attention of random guy-”

“Hey, no judgment, there are worse deviations.” He cut her off, raising hands up in mock surrender.

“Oh yeah, right. I am that desperate” Y/N rolled her eyes in response “but clearly you got some serious issues yourself. If we do go out, are you going to stay in that helmet? Ugly much?”

“Oh, sunshine—”

“Do not call me sunshine, idiot.”

“Feisty much?” he retorted

“You ruined my jeans.” She deadpanned.

“Poor girlie.” He mocked “who rides a bike in a rain either way?”

“I’m sorry I can’t see you having a sliding roof over your bike.”

“I got a helmet though. And you don’t. Feisty and reckless.”

“Yeah, true. You got a helmet, wonder why you’re hiding under it? Kinda rude to talk to a girl like that.”

“Well if you put it that way.”

“The hell does that mean--?”

Before she could scoff further or even finish the question he took off the helmet, revealing his face. And well, um, he didn’t look ugly at all.

Quite the opposite, actually, not that she was going to admit it out loud.

The guy, whose name she still didn’t know tried to smooth out frizzy hair, but ended up only ruffling them more.

“Do you need a mirror?” she mocked, raising her eyebrows.

“Nah, not really, the admiration in your eyes is enough for me” he grinned.

“You know I’m starting to hate you.”

“Oh no! You cannot hate me before you know my name!” despite herself Y/N couldn’t hold back an  amused snort at his joke and grin. “I’m Jason.”

“Y/N.”

“So Y/N. Since apparently I ruined your jeans how about I take you for a coffee to make it up?”

“Really? A second ago you were-“

“Yeah, yeah, traumatic past, let’s not get back to it. Seriously, my treat.”

“Um… why?” it wasn’t like she was just going to go out with a stranger. Not that type of girl even if the guy was handsome. Blame the bad teenage rom-coms that made her see herself as the object of mockery, rather then possible love interest.

“Why not?” he shrugged “seriously, what do you have to lose?”

“Sanity and a sense of humor in your presence?”

“Ouch! Rough! I’m hurt!”

“And I;m not sorry.”

“Okay then, now you got a reason to grab a coffee with me.”

“And what may that be?”

“Remorse?”

“Who’s desperate now?” she smirked, shaking head and following him to a café. If nothing more, she was at least going to wait the rain in a warm place. And if the company turned out bad? Well – she would get a reason to put her sarcasm and irony to the test, cause something was telling her, that this Jason guy would be a worthy opponent on the matter.

[miss-cincaide]

Explain Yourself, Woman

Summary: It’s time to set up the Halloween decorations, and you’re excited about it. You’ve even agreed to let Yuji’s odd cousin, who’s just exited prison, help out. You could never phantom that Ryoumen Sukuna had no clue what Halloween was or why you’d put cobwebs in the ceiling. 

Pairing: Fem! reader x Yuji Itadori; Fem! Reader x (ex-con) Sukuna Kinktober prompt 9: Non-con WC: 4.6K Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI! Non-con/dub-con, quickie, unprotected P in V, fingering, cursing, alcohol,

“I promise and swear on my life he will behave, please so pretty pretty, please? I am ready to do whatever!!” 

You couldn’t see much of the pink-haired boy, except the back of his head with the newly trimmed black undercut and even fluffier pink hair, as he sat on his hands and knees in front of you, head pressed to his hands, forehead to the pavement in the most pitiful and submissive dogeza you had seen in your entire life. His whole body was in the middle of the street, with your shopping bags on either side of him, effectively blocking anyone from walking by you two in your residential area. 

A cyclist passed by, repeatedly pinging his bell to get Yuji to move from the middle of the street. When Yuji didn’t, the cyclist drove out onto the main road at the last minute, flipping both of you off as he passed you by.  

You felt your face flush slightly underneath your hands. The embarrassment of your best friend’s dogeza in the middle of a public street only amplified your overall embarrassment associated with that idiot. Your only salvation was that Yuji remembered his cousin when you were almost home and not in the middle of the packed shopping district. 

Then, you were sure you would have died of embarrassment. 

“Please?-” his voice grew louder, his tone more desperate, and if he could bury himself beneath the pavement to you, he most certainly would have. 

 You hated the emotion that stirred in the pit of your stomach. The gnawing, burning feeling that hated seeing Yuji beg for anything, especially in front of you. The side that wanted to give him whatever so he could return to his usual bright and bubbly self. “Well ye– I don’t know, Yuji” You caught yourself at the last minute before you could promise the world to your best friend and lover. “He’s.. you know, kinda scary.” 

“I swear and promise Sukuna’ll be on his best behaviour,” he reassured you in a heartbeat.”You’re the only one, YN, who isn’t completely terrified of him or judges him for his mistakes. C’mon, this is his first Halloween out, and he is entirely alone? Pretty please with a cherry on top?” 

Being alone on Halloween wasn’t a big deal unless you were an Itadori, which is worse than missing Christmas and Birthday combined. It was the celebration, the day to be with your friends and come up with mischief. The one day a year, you all were just goofy, carefree friends before life caught up to you. 

The guilt tripping worked. 

Groaning, you dropped your hands away from your face with a whiny “fiiine,” followed by a more serious, “You owe me big time, bud.”   

“You’re the best!” Yuji scrambled to his feet in seconds, and bags gathered back into his hands. A beat of awkwardness was between you, an almost embarrassed silence which Yuji instantly broke with, “Last one to your door is the rotten egg making bento for tomorrow?”

You laughed, the tension disappearing. “ I want those awesome onigiri you make with the soft-boiled egg in the middle!” You declared only for Yuji to remind you that you hadn’t won yet. 

But you may have. Your house was four blocks away, but yesterday, you found a lovely shortcut through a newly torn-down house that was just an empty, debris-filled lot, effectively cutting your getting home time in half. Even if Yuji were faster, he’d not anticipate you to take off down another route. So you’d win by taking him by surprise! So, You felt like you had this in your pocket as both of you got ready to sprint, just waiting for him to start you guys off.  

“Also, Sukuna-will-be-here-tomorrow-to-help-set-everything-up!” And then Yuji took off running as if hell hounds were after him as you stood stunned, processing his words. 

“Hey! That’s not what we agreed on!” You called after him, beginning to jog at a much slower pace, all forgotten about the shortcut, egg-filled onigiri or anything besides the fact that Sukuna would be on your doorstep tomorrow. 

“Cheater!” You yelled after him into the empty street. Earning yourself a stink eye from the nosy neighbourhood watch lady, who was peeking up at you over the hedge of her fence. You gave her a wave before your jog turned into a slow walk after Yuji. He better not think you would make tonight's dinner and tomorrow's lunch after the stunt he pulled. 

You mercilessly roped Yuji into making dinner that night, bento for the following day, and breakfast. He promised to do the week's shopping for you and be at your place the following morning. 

However, at 10:30, there was still no sign of Yuji, who had promised breakfast or shopping. But there was a roar of a motorbike that disturbed your otherwise calm suburban neighbourhood area. The motorbike drew nearer and nearer, tearing you from your monotone ranting about Yuji to no one but yourself and the cobwebs you hung up. You stood atop a ladder in the hallway, slinging the fake tangly web from the room's corners to the hallway lamp in thick white ropes to which you’d tie giant spiders and tiny ghosts. 

Another roar from the bike, as if announcing his arrival, before it stopped and grew silent outside your house- a relatively flat brick building three stories in height that held four apartment units on each floor. Something told you that noisy horror, the owner, was there for you. 

Carefully, you climbed down the ladder. Your feet made contact with your hallway floor just as heavy pounding sounded on your front door. A pause, a literal half minute before the pounding repeated with such violence, you wondered how the entire thing didn’t fly off its hinges and hit you in the face. 

 “I’m coming”, You called as the door shook and the person on the other side kicked it. A second later, you unlocked it, coming face to face with Yuji’s lookalike. The resemblance was uncanny- the same pink hair with the black undercut, the same face shape and build and even similar clothes. Hell, you swore he smelled the same way Yuji did. The glaring difference, however, was the blank tattoos that littered the man’s face and neck and snaked under his casual clothes. “Y-yuji?”

“ Gahh, You think I’m that brat?” 

Not Yuji, you concluded, as the man brushed past you into your apartment without even being welcomed in. You glared slightly as he didn’t kick his shoes off but rather strolled right in over your rugs and towards the living room, where he flopped down on the couch beside the boxes of Halloween decorations, one arm over the backseat. At the same time, the second one rested in his lap, tapping away as if expecting to be served. 

“Get me a drink” 

Your eye twitched in annoyance at the order as you headed into the kitchen and returned a moment later with a pitcher of water and a glass, which you slammed into the table in front of your unwelcome guest. “Serve yourself, or wait until Yuji shows up. I am not your servant.” 

Sukuna raised an eyebrow before he threw his head back and laughed. An unkind sound that made the hairs stand on the back of your neck. Rather than show your fear, you moved towards the bags of decorations you and Yuji had gotten the day prior and pulled out another bag of thick white cobwebs with tiny plastic spiders. You ripped the bag open, sending stapes that held the plastic bag together with the paper tag everywhere, with one landing into Sukuna’s lap. 

He stopped laughing, and you thought the ex-con was going to kill. “Yuji was right; you have guts. I respect that, woman.” You guessed ‘woman’ was a step above ‘brat’, but you weren’t wholly confident and were not about to ask him either.

Out of the corner of your eyes, you saw him reach over and pour himself a glass from the pitcher before downing the entire thing in one go. There wasn’t a ‘thank you’ in sight as he placed the glass back on the table. Then he reached over to the bag of trick-or-treat candy prepared for the Trick-or-Treating neighbouring kids forgotten on the table and pulled out a Snickers bar. Without asking, he tore the wrapping open, broke off a piece and ate it. He made a face, but to your surprise, he did not comment on the treat. “What’re you doing, woman?” 

You looked up from untangling the last spider before stretching out the cobwebs. “Decorating”, You answered flatly, going over to the ladder and climbing the wobbly thing towards the ceiling. You didn’t look at Sukuna as you perched on the top step's edge and put the cobwebs' first edge on the pre-prepared hook. You shifted, too lazy to climb down and move the step to reach the next hook until you practically balanced on your tip-toes, your entire body and the ladder shaking from the effort. When you missed the last hook for the third time, you huffed in annoyance and climbed down. 

“Give it here” You didn’t realise Sukuna had come up to the stairs until he was beside you. He took the remaining web from your hands and climbed confidently onto the ladder before he saddled the top stair, one leg on either side.* A second later, he angled his body and effectively walked the ladder between the cobwebs and remaining hooks, leaving you gaping like an idiot. Then, once the cobweb was hung, he beckoned with his hand. When you didn’t move, he glared at you with narrowed eyes. “Next one, woman.” 

The order snapped you out of your daze, and you rushed back to the living room to open the next bag of decorations. “Those go in the corner-” you pointed where you meant, only to receive a glare and a tsk in response as he already began hanging it up, not caring or even listening to the end of your sentence. You remained quiet after that, just passing him decoration after decoration, which he set up from the hallway to the living room, to the kitchen and the bedrooms before finally walking the stairs towards the bathroom, where he quickly took down your giraffe-themed shower curtain to replace it with a more theme-appropriate glow in the dark one with bloody handprints on.  

You quickly realised two things: Sukuna had a knack for decorating, finding ways to turn your spooky vision even more spooky than you imagined it, and second, he didn’t say much as he worked. He motioned with one hand for the next decoration and the other for the tool. It was then your job to figure out what he wanted unless you wanted to face his glare. Still, over the coming hour, you felt yourself inevitably relax. He had a sharp and rude mouth on and a mean look, but as Yuji said, he wasn’t inherently causing trouble either and not what you expected from someone who had spent his youth locked up behind bars for heinous crimes. Most certainly, you didn’t expect a violent ex-con to be in your apartment, hanging up paper cut-outs of pumpkins and ghosts.  

“Let’s take a break”, you offered from the doorway, raising a bottle of beer in silent offer for a drink. 

The sneer on Sukuna’s face made you almost drop the drink. 

You yelped loudly as he jumped from the ladder in one fleeting move before ripping the cold one out of your hands. “ Damn greedy woman, made me drink water when you had this” his scolding sounded more like a certain death if you ever served him water instead of beer. He downed the bottle in one go, then grabbed the second beer you had gotten for yourself before heading back to your couch, leaving you standing with just an empty bottle. 

“Seriously?!” you hissed to yourself, going to the kitchen and retrieving another before going where he was. You sat on the armchair opposite, your eyes on your phone as you typed out yet another message to Yuji, asking where he was. 

“So explain yourself, woman,” you looked up as Sukuna addressed you, then tilted your head to the side in slight confusion. He motioned towards the decoration, but when you still didn’t reply, he spoke with a sneer, “Why make it look like you haven’t cleaned in centuries?” 

“Because it’s gonna be a Halloween party,” You said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world,” Like our entire floor is going to be like a huge party, with different themes between each apartment.” 

When he didn’t give you any reaction, you changed the apps on your phone and opened up the pictures from the last Halloween before reaching it over and showing him. “So you see, the first apartments have a scary corridor, then in the third, there’s a huge nightclub, and here we’ll set up a drinks table and refreshments, and it’s gonna be sorta like a calm place to relax and chat–Hey!” You yelled out as Sukuna’s ice-cold hand wrapped around your wrist and tugged you into the couch beside himself with a single yank. His other arm was still wrapped around the back of the sofa; you could feel it against your neck as you hit your new seat. He didn’t heed you before bringing your phone closer to his face, flickering through the pictures. 

“So booze and bloody-murder screaming?” you nodded with a grin as he began to understand what you were getting at “ and slutty women?” 

You grimaced a little at the last description, but admittedly, you couldn’t deny the accusation. Most people who attended this four-apartment party were local unit guys and girls whose definition of modesty was non-existent. Admittedly, you weren’t much better after a few drinks. “Well…” you cut yourself off as Sukuna reached into one of the Halloween shopping bags that was half empty; the only thing remaining in that bag was a seductive cat costume that Yuji had practically drooled over when you tried it on the day prior. 

The sight of it made Sukuna burst out laughing. “ A giant pussy? How fitting.” He taunted as you reached for the costume with a bright blush. 

“Give it back!” you whined as Sukuna kept it just out of reach, one hand waving it above your head in a taunting display while the hand that had rested on the couch gripped your shoulder, preventing you from standing or launching after it. “Hey, it’s not fair!” 

Sukuna’s sadistic grin said, ‘Nothing’s fair’ as he waved the costume again in your face, then yanked it back at the last minute; “You want it back? Then you will tell me everything about this little party of yours, woman.” 

“Then ask like a normal person!” You cried and made another launch for the costume. You paused mid-way through as you heard the front door bust open, followed by the ruffling of plastic bags and pounding of feet. 

“Y/N, I'm so sorry I overslept, but I'm here now and-” Yujis cut himself, gasping for air, chopping out apologies in between breathing.

You glanced over at him. 

“ I’m still pissy with you.” You said simply before crossing your arms over your chest and leaning back against the couch. You tried to look disappointed or stern or at least annoyed at Yuji. 

Your boyfriend hung his head while slowly raising one of the heavier bags. “Brunch? And a mimosa to go with it?” The puppy dog eyes and the quivering lip won you over almost as much as the promised breakfast-turned-lunch and a drink to sweeten the deal. Your lips pulled up into a huge grin. 

“Get in the kitchen” Your tone was teasing, and Yuji responded with a salute, moving to pick up the bags again.

“Pfff, as if that brat knows how to cook anything,” Sukuna spoke up, momentarily pausing from flickering through the party pictures on your phone. 

You spun your head around to face Sukuna, a scowl on your lips. “As if you could do any better”, you huffed and saw his eyes narrow in a murderous warning glare. After being exposed to them all morning, it didn’t scare you as much anymore. So you just raised your chin, the challenge present. 

“Tsk, insolent woman, I’ll show you.” Sukuna pushed himself off the couch, throwing the costume back at you, and followed Yuji to the kitchen. A moment later, you heard Yuji’s loud voice, ‘Thanks, cousin,’ before he flew out of there as if hell’s fire was under his feet. 

Yuji made a bee-line straight for the couch, plopping down beside you. His arm reaches out and wraps around your shoulders, Coxing you away from studying your costume. “Hey,” his tone was playful, loving, as his other hand brushed some flyaway hairs off your face. 

“Hey yourself”, you returned the favour, brushing your hand through his hair, feeling the lingering waxy-sticky texture on your fingertips. “Should I be worried? You know, about my kitchen and your cousin?” 

“ Neah” Yuji brushed the tip of his nose against yours, his lips up in a slight smirk. “Thanks for getting me out of kitchen duty, by the way.” 

You couldn’t help but laugh, shoving him playfully away seconds before he could kiss you. “I didn’t ‘get you out of anything’, Sukuna volunteered.” 

“Sure he did” Yuji tried to close the distance again, only to have his lips meet the plastic packaging of your costume. “Baby~” 

“ Nope, still pissy with you. So no kisses for now,” your tone of voice dropped to a whisper, “I don’t wanna snuggle with your cousin here.” 

“You care what he thinks?” Yuji sounded doubtful, and you merely rolled your eyes. 

“No, I care about keeping decent appearances. And I doubt I’d be able to stop now, with just a kiss” You give Yuji a wink, seeing his face flush a crimson red, then duck out of the way as he dived towards you to get that kiss and a little more. “Now, c’mon, the faster we get started, the faster we’re done with party-prep.” 

Yuji whined, a pout on his face the entire time you kept setting up the last of the so-called calm corner, which would be your apartment for the upcoming party. He hadn’t stopped pouting by the time Sukuna was done with brunch, and the three of you sat down, something the older cousin remarked on. 

“The fuck’s gotten his panties in a twist?” Sukuna asked as Yuji looked like a dark cloud loomed over him, poking at his breakfast sausage with half-hearted enthusiasm. 

“Just leave him be.” You replied sharply, tense at the fact that Yuji had to be so bloody and childish and make a huge deal that you set some no-kissing boundaries in the presence of guests in your home. 

But you figured he would cheer up once the last of the party prep was finished, and you two got some alone in your bedroom. Even if Sukuna was going to crash on your couch- because you would be damned three times over before you let the ex-con land back in prison for drunk driving or crashing on his roaring horror on the way home. No, you would pretend it was just You and Yuji and forget all about the ex-con on your couch, separated only by a heavy oak door. And you’d make it up to your sulking boyfriend with a ton of kisses, you were certain of it. 

When it was finally bedtime, Yuji surprised you by showering, changing into his usual t-shirt and boxers combo and jumping into bed. However instead of laying on his back, legs spread waiting for you to crawl to him, he rolled over to his side, away from you, so he faced the bedroom door instead of you. You frowned but made an attempt to crawled closer in your silky, half sheer nightgown and specially picked skimpy panties, no bra, a sultry pouty look on your face. 

“Baby”, You purred, reaching out a hand to trace down his bicep. Yuji shook your touch off. You reeled back, hurt and confused by his reaction. “Yuji?”  

“You didn’t wanna kiss me,” Yuji stated. 

You gaped and sat down in the middle of your bed; your jaw dropped as you gathered your thoughts and the unmistakable implications of his words. Then your expression darkened. “Are you seriously punishing me for not wanting to kiss you in front of your cousin?”

Yuji shrugged in response. 

You sat in bed for a moment, the sting of rejection hurting worse than you expected. Here, you were prepared to make it up to him for no kisses all afternoon, and he acted like he didn’t care. He just sulked in bed like an immature child. 

Fine then. You got off the bed and waited a second to see if he would change his mind and pull you back into it. But Yuji didn’t move, so you threw on your silky bathrobe over yourself, tying it firmly into place. “You wanna sulk? Then sulk. I’m going downstairs to get some cooking prep done for tomorrow. You know where to find me if you want to get some!” You stomped to the door, paused and gave him another chance to stop this childish charade of pushing you away because of something so small.

But Yuji didn’t move, and you stepped out of your bedroom door and slammed the door behind you. 

You cursed when you remembered Sukuna was sleeping on the couch. But you didn’t hear him stir and walked briskly in the darkness to the kitchen. You didn’t want to wake Sukuna by turning on the light- the last thing you wanted to do was deal with his condescending glare and bossy ‘woman this- woman that’. No, you went straight to the sink to pour yourself a cup of water, your body practically shaking with rage. 

A rage that only increased as you heard footsteps walk after you into the kitchen. They stopped quickly from you, and you didn’t turn around to face him. Nothing happened, and there was silence and darkness around you. Your frustration mounted, and you brought the glass to your lips, gulping down the water and then choking on it. 

A hand tapped your back a few times until the water got out of your lungs and then lingered there. “ Thanks, baby, you changed your mind for a little late-night fun? We should go upstairs- ah!” 

You gasped as he pushed you up against the sink. Two hands firmly gripping your waist, hard cock pressed against the curve of your ass. His chest against your back, applying just the right amount of weight to have you bent slightly forward, gripping the sink. 

“Y-yuji baby-” You gasped, grinding back against him. “W-We can’t! Y-your cousin is here; he’ll hear!” 

The only response you get is a shift of clothing, feel your bathrobe get hiked up, and his hard dick slide right over the barely there panties. “Mphfmm” Your hand flies up to your mouth, your teeth biting into your fingers to keep yourself from moaning. 

Fuck Yuji’s never been this rushed. Never straight to the act, bend you over the nearest surface and fuck you like a street whore,kinda-guy.  It’s always slow and sensual to make love. Fingering, eating out, lube. Sex with Yuji is always a several-hour slow ordeal. 

This was hot and hard; the hands-on your waist kept you bent, your arm against the sink the only way you braced yourself against the motion of his hips. But goddamn, that angle made your knees weak, the way his cock slid between your slick puffy folds, the tip bullying against your clit with every thrust.

“Mmmneah Y-Yuji, he’ll hear– ahhh god, I’m close” You bite your hand hard to silence the scream as he pushes his cock inside you. The hand dropped away from your waist and grabbed your leg, throwing it up on the counter. 

“Oh fuck!” You moan, even as both hands land on your mouth. But the new angle, the speed, the slap of his balls against your ass and his bullying cock leaves you weak. The moans slip through your fingers as you cum all over him,  your body shaking like a leaf.

“Ahh, oh god, mmm” you’re moaning and cooing. He kept thrusting, each movement growing more rapid, and you’re fucking crying at how good it feels. Intense and so fucking hot. You’re not bothering to hide your moans or gasps anymore, taking every single thrust until you think that final extra hard one, followed by hot spurs of cum filling your pussy and overflowing out, making a mess between your legs. 

“Fucking hell, Yuji”, You rasped out, your hand gripping the counter as he pulled out of you. You just sat there for a moment,  high on the rush and the pleasure. A painful slap on your ass startles you out of your thoughts, and you yelp, partially in pain and partially in surprise. That’s not something Yuji did; the feeling of wrongness set over you. But your mind doesn’t let you focus on that- instead, it reminds you of Sukuna sleeping on the couch a few paces away and the horrible never-fading embarrassment if he were to wake up, go to the kitchen and find you in the very porno-like position, with a leg thrown up on the counter and hot cum flowing right out of your newly fucked pussy.

You hurriedly threw your leg back down and re-tied the bathrobe over yourself. You took another clunk of the half-abandoned glass of water, then set it in the sink before you tiptoed out of the kitchen. On your way out, you threw a glance at Sukuna but saw him fast asleep on the couch, soft snores escaping him, arm over his ears, facing the back of the sofa. You release a breath you didn’t know you were holding and head to your bathroom. 

You did a quick cleanup, just enough to remove the worst mess between your legs. Then, you headed back to your bedroom. 

You saw that Yuji was up. His hands fidgeted nervously in his lap, and his gaze was firmly planted on his hands. He didn’t say anything as you stepped towards your side of the bed and slid under the warm covers of your bed. You laid on your side, yet even before you settled down, he was on you, his hands wrapped around your side, his face buried into the crook of your neck. 

“I’m so sorry, baby”, Yuji mumbled.. “It was stupid of me to push you away. I just. I didn’t expect you to get along so well with Sukuna, but I got. I'm a little jealous.” He rubbed your side slowly until the tension finally left your body, and you breathed a sigh of relief. 

“You’re forgiven, " you mumbled, pressing your body closer against his. “No, no baby, I was a total ass; let me make it up to you, show you how sorry I am” Yuji pressed a kiss to your shoulder, his fingers making their way between your legs. “Ohh baby, damn, you’re so sticky already, so wet, my little minx.. Oh hey, is that cum inside you?” 

His words make your blood run cold; your heart drops to your feet as you realise whose dick you had inside you moments earlier. 

Author note: Did I skip days a little bit? Yes I did, but I really wanted to know what you guys would think about this more story-based smut. That's the type of fics I'd wanna publish in the future, question is, is it the type of content you'd wanna read?

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[koiiiji]

broooo, one, one plsssss… do one work by windbreaker, i swear, i’ve read all your works..all..😭😇😇😇🫶🏻

author’s note ; i hope you enjoying my lookism hyperfixation era bro🪄✨🤓

but i agree, it’s been a while since the last time i’ve carried entire windbreaker hashtag on my back… seems like time to finally go back to my windbreaker babies here too😌💗🎀 but for now just one-shot just to tease y’all 🤭

author’s note 2 ; okay now serious topic, empty blogs, pls update at least something in your blogs - age, some info like “here for fics/reblogs/etc/“ or at least some pfp, otherwise i will recognize you as bot blogs and will block you, thank u!

tw ; no, fluff, reassurance, established relationships, au! where hummingbird already win over monster and it’s time for final round

pairing; hyok kwon x gn!reader

“you sure he worth it?” you asked Hyok calmly, watching him practicing his balance on nearest to your apartments building playground.

playground now quiet under the twilight sky, it’s bathed in the soft glow of streetlights, casting long shadows that dance with the breeze. the air is warm, almost velvety, carrying the subtle fragrance of blooming flowers and freshly cut grass. you stand there in Hyok’s oversized jacket, its familiar fabric rustling softly with each gust of the summer breeze. his jacket envelops you, providing a comforting weight and his lingering scent. you watch him as his silhouette mixing with determination and grace, backlit by the moon light.

your voices blend with the ambient sounds of the night – the distant hum of cars, the occasional chirping of crickets, and the gentle rustle of leaves, - “it’s not about his worthiness or something…” Hyok muttered softly as he focusing on his bike and legs. - “it will be about me to show difference between me and him… that we stand on different levels…” - you can clearly hear that Hyok was tensed. you know he would never admit that - being nervous over some schooler… what a nonsense for Hyok Kwon.

you chuckled softly, looking at him and making self note that if he actually wasn’t worried about Jo Jahyon you two now would peacefully sleeping in your bed. but here you are, just came back from studying the route where tomorrow race will take place, and now watching his final practice with his tricks. but you still enjoyed your boyfriend’s company at peaceful playground at night, right?

when Hyok finally moved from place he was standing still on, he drives towards you with a relaxed yet purposeful stride. he stopped few inches away from you and without hesitation wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer. his bike was still between his legs as he wrapped his arms around your waist. embrace is warm and reassuring, and as he buries his nose in the crook of your neck, you feel his breath against your skin. you hummed softly, snuggling up to him, stroking his hair back and mumbling some words of support meant just for him, - "look at me" - you pulled his head a little, making him look straight into your eyes - "you are the most talented cyclist i ever met Hyok..." - you took a pause combing his ravenly black hair back with your fingers, placing your palm on his cheek, studying his features as if you never did it million times before. - "you will tear that hummingbird apart tomorrow, will win competitions and after..." - you pulled him closer rubbing your nose against tip of his nose, - "we will take deepest nap we've ever experienced" - you softly mumbled into his lips with a warm smile. it seemed to you that Kwon almost purred with pleasure when he closed his eyes and pressed you even tighter towards him, kissing your forehead and freezing in that position for a couple minutes, enjoying the moment. the world around seems to fade away, leaving just the two of you, connected in that perfect summer moment.

[ywpd-translations]

Ride 795: The peak of their limits!!

Pag 1

2: Isn't there anything I can do?

3: Listen to him

4: You don't have to say anything back, you can just nod

5: Just listen to his nonsense

6: Like always

8: To... Toudou-san

Pag 2

1: He'll arrive soon

2: In just a few minutes he'll pass on this road right before our eyes

4: There's no need to stay back

5: Right now, he's fighting

6: He's running against his rival for “the last kilometer”....

His muscles are aflame, he's wiping away his sweat, and his body is screaming

Pag 3

1: His limbs are numb because the blood isn't flowing until his extremities

His heart rate is at its limit, his body feels like it's in danger and is trying to stop moving

2: He's fighting against his own body that's trying to stop, and against his rival who's moving forward

It's the “peak of their limits”

3: The peak of... their limits

4: That's the fight he wanted

5: Watch him closely

Call out to him with me and he'll be happy

6: Don't worry

Racers recognize even the quietest voice

And then

Pag 4

1: they can turn them into power!!

Pag 5

1: Sooreeeee

2: 700m left until the mountain line!!

They're lined up!! They're neck and neck!!

So close!

Pag 6

1: 600m left!!

2: The race passes through the intersections with Mt. Hiko's trailhead!!

Goo Hakogaku!!

Don't lose, Chiba!!

They're neck and neck!!

Pag 7

1: Neither of them is stopping!!

Pag 9

2: So much sweat is falling on the road!!

3: They're passing through the last intersection and then will face the final gate

4: They're entering a narrow road!!

Pag 10

1: 500m left!!

2: They're still pedaling!!

Pag 11

1: Since earlier my fingers in my right shoes

2: keep getting cramps

3: The blood isn't reaching their tips

4: It's not, but

6: I'll keep turning my legs!!

7: I'll tighten up my shoes to reduce the pain!!

Pag 12

1: Mountain King tightened his shoe's dial!!

Woah he's serious!!

2: What does it mean!?

Biking shoes have a dial

3: During a long race, cyclists' feet get thinner, so they turn their shoes' dial up to tighten and secure their feet in preparation for the final dash

Wire

Depending on the direction you turn the dial, it tighten or become loose

4: In the scene of European races, it's something cyclists do a lot to prepare for the race before the finish line!!

5: Is Mountain Kind going to attack here!?

But right now it looked like he was trying to avoid the pain in his leg

Pag 13

1: This is bad!!

It's not just my fingers

My arms have lost feeling too when I'm dancing

3: But it's okay, it's just right

My legs are moving

4: And you're next to me!!

We're still fighting!!

Pag 14

1: If my arms won't move then I can just swing my bike from my shoulders!!

Pag 15

1: Manami attacked again!!

Amazing!

He's going!!

2: In the hardest section!!

He's leaving Mountain King behind using his dancing!!

Pag 16

1: He's opening a gap between himself and Sohoku's Mountain King!!

3: Mountain King is in a tough spot!!

4: He instinctively dropped his head!!

Pag 17

1: Try to have fun, Onoda

4: Races are hard

5: When your opponent accelerates in an unexpected moment, when the attack is stronger than you had imagined

6: Remember

Pag 18

1: You can't win a race without going through tough times

2: Teshma-san....

3: “Just before” means that there are many options

Like, will my opponent get exhausted? Could he make a mistake? You'll be thinking like that

4: Surprisingly, victory or defeat depend on these little things

Pag 19

1: Well, that's just my advice though

I actually always end up slowing down at critical moments, and so I lose

2: That's not true at all!! At this year's Inter High it was Teshima-san who won the mountain prize!! Thank you so much for that!!

I get it, I get it

3: Well, you're an earnest person and won two times already, so it's like I'm preaching to the choir

4: But there are times when you're weak

5: I've seen that many times too

9: During a race, when it's “just before”, just remember this

10: When there is both a hard road and an easy road

Pag 20

1: Don't hesitate to take the hard road!!

2: Right now for a moment, I was thinking “why am I going now” and “when it's hard to breathe”!!

Pag 21

2: My chest hurts!!

3: My legs hurt!!

4: But still!!

6: I'll choose what to chase!!

Pag 22

1: Mountain King is accelerating and chasing!!

Aaaaaagh

4: Sangaku!!

5: I'm ready!!

[kurogane2512]

Hai hai hai!

I have a request 🫠

Bai Yi x G!P Reader smut.

Enemies to lovers (kinda like a hate-fuck thingy)

I haven't seen much of Bai Yi's fics and I am totally in love with that woman!

Scenario: Bai Yi and reader are both motor cyclist (rivals). She loves irritating the reader until one day, reader snaps and boom! Reader makes Bai yi ride her instead of the motorcycle.

Only if you're comfortable with it ofc 😌❤️

This has been in drafts for ages I'm so sorry that I'm getting it out so late :(

18+ CONTENT

Game: Path to Nowhere

Characters: Bai Yi x g!n reader with a cock

Type: Smut (biker rivals, Bai Yi annoys you intentionally, doggy style etc etc)

"Dude, come on! Overtake her, you can't let her win!"

"I'm trying dammit, shut up!" you shouted at your friend who raced beside you then slowed down and stayed behind you while you revved up the speed of your bike and zoomed forward. The cold and biting air slashed by as you raced through the night to try and catch up with your arch rival, Bai Yi.

"How is she always so fast?! Her bike shouldn't be able to reach such speeds!" you internally cursed and revved up more. Bai Yi looked at your approaching figure in the side mirror and glanced back with a smirk before winking at you, your eyes widening then gritting your teeth to try and go faster. Bai Yi noticed you maintaining a steady distance from her; after all, she was using her powers to go faster while you were just a simple human.

She smirked to herself and slowed down which gave you the opportunity to finally overtake her and within no time you crossed the finish line, beating her in the race. You stopped your bike and glared at Bai Yi while all she did was give you a flying kiss and lean back on her back, your companions came around to congratulate you but you didn't feel like you won at all. You shoved everyone out of the way and walked up to Bai Yi then harshly grabbed her arm.

"What the hell was that?!" you shouted at her, making Bai Yi smirk and run a finger down your chest.

"Hm? Congratulations on your first win against me~"

"No, that wasn't right. You did that intentionally, you slowed down intentionally! Why?!"

"Haha~ My, are you not satisfied with the win?~"

"Not if it isn't genuinely earned. I don't see this as a win if you aren't serious!"

Bai Yi smirked more and dragged her finger down your body to around your waist until wrapping her arms around you and pressing her body against you. You flinched and tried to back away but she instead pulled you closer and whispered in your ear, "Well, want to go another round? Unofficial this time, I'll show you my real speed~"

You gritted your teeth then pushed her away, "Fine, bring it on!"

Bai Yi chuckled and watched up walk towards your bike and mount it while she got ready herself and started her bike, you fiddled through your pockets to take out your keys but couldn't find them until Bai Yi whistled to you and you saw her triumphantly holding your keys in her hand.

"This woman—! She did that just now—?!"

Bai Yi spun your keys on her fingers then revved up her engine and zoomed away.

"What the?! Dude, give me your bike I have to catch her!" you shouted to one of your companions who hurriedly threw you his bike keys and you hastily mounted the other bike then finally started driving to catch Bai Yi. She wasn't too far away and you caught her on the empty road soon enough, she looked at you in side mirror and waved her arm to the right as a signal to move there and you reluctantly followed her.

You turned around a few corners then stopped as you saw Bai Yi moving to an empty ground surrounded by cliffs and rocks until she dismounted her bike. You parked right beside her bike then angrily walked up to her eager figure and pinned her against the cliff behind her, almost growling at her annoying behavior. All Bai Yi did was grin, she loved playing this way so much with you.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!"

"Hehe~ Oh, I just like you chasing me all around like a little puppy~"

"You—! You have nothing better to do, do you? You don't even take these races seriously unlike the rest of us. Mind you, the money earned here gets us through for the most part!"

"Oh my~ How unfortunate. How about I offer you a deal then? Work for me in my company and I promise you'll earn much more than here~"

You snickered, "Your company? That greasy WhiteSands Industries that's been in debt for years? Give me a break! And return my keys!"

Bai Yi grinned and held out your bike keys on top, lazily swinging them in the air. You gritted your teeth and lunged forward to take them but she swiftly threw them over her other hand, the speed catching you by surprise.

"You... don't tell me.... You are a Sinner, aren't you?! That's how you drive so fast! You cheater!"

Bai Yi chuckled, "What? Don't want your keys anymore from my manic hands? Mind you, you are touching me all over already~"

You looked down to see how your bodies were completely pressed, your knee ground between her legs in a scissor formation, You hastily moved away and made some distance between you two.

"I don't want anything to do with you! Give me my keys and I won't say a word otherwise I'll report you!"

"Haha, and you think anyone can catch me? I have been on the wanted list for years, even MBCC's new Chief hasn't caught me yet~"

You glared at her and watched her dangle with your keys, she smirked then walked closer to you and ran her finger down your chest before resting on the waistband of your pants, shivers erupting in your body.

"Rather, why would you not report me? Not willing to lose your rival? Admit it, you have fun with our chases, don't you?~"

Bai Yi sneakily dropped your keys in your pocket, the action wasn't missed by you due to the jingling. She continued gazing at you before suddenly moving her hand to palm your crotch, a stiffled groan leaving your mouth.

"You.... I think you are the one not wanting to end this little game of ours, you like being chased- being hunted by me~"

Bai Yi chuckled, "Do you want me to spell it out for you? Don't get so serious now, it's hardly a way to pass time~"

"To pass time, huh...Of course, that's what this all means to you."

You stepped away from her then turned around to walk to your bike in order to leave, you had enough of her. She infuriated you. Bai Yi didn't expect this reaction from you and was dejected to see you walk away. She used her speed and came in front of you, almost as if she teleported due to fast she moved.

"The hell—?!"

"Oh, come on, don't leave so soon. Let's have some fun~"

"Unlike you, I have other jobs to do. Now get out of my way!"

"You could do me instead~"

Your eyes widened but you soon realized she was serious, all those actions and flirting..... this is what she wanted all along, didn't she? You growled then suddenly grabbed her and pinned her on her bike behind, hiking her leg up to your thigh and pressing your crotch to her clothed cunt.

"You are desperate to be fucked like a whore? All those chases and getting me worked up just to have my dick?"

"Mmm~ Is that wrong? It worked, didn't it? Look at you now~"

"Ngn... you are insufferable!"

You harshly turned her around and bent her on the bike then pressed your erection to her ass, rubbing it in between. She let out close mouthed moan feeling your dick grow harder and rub between her thighs. She then heard you unbukle your belt, arousal and excitement pooling in her lower region.

"Look at that ass.... all you needed was to shove this on me and I would have given you my dick~"

"Hmm.... that wouldn't be so fun, would it?~"

"....Damn right!" you playfully slapped her asscheek then pulled down her tights before undoing your own pants and freeing your hardened cock, resting it on her ass.

"Ooh~ Aren't you big? There must be plenty of women throwing themselves at you~"

"Heh~ You'd be surprised to hear there aren't many whores like you around here, and I usually don't delve into these things. All I want is the money and I drive away."

You rubbed your cock between her thighs, her slick coating your length as you softly groaned and leaned on her back.

"Huh, I did take you as the loyal type but I didn't expect that....mhm~"

"What? You think I fuck around? Mind you, I'm looking for a serious relationship. These hookups are very rare for me."

"Then why me? Am I that iresistible to you?~"

"Hmph, let's just say you have your charms. Like this ass~"

You groaped her buttcheeks then rubbed your cockhead on her sopping cunt and proceeded to push in, slowly sheathing inside her. Both of you moaned together feeling each other until you hilted inside in one swift motion, making her moan out load.

"Damn... so tight.... you wanted this so much, didn't you?~"

"Ah, shut up and just fuck me!~"

You grinned then began thrusting in and out of her, your thighs hitting her plump ass as you grunted. Bai Yi stabilished herself on the bike as you pushed her body down making her arch and pounded away, your cock hitting her deepest spots and filling her up. Her tight walls hold you in place so well, making you grunt in her ear as you fucked her at a brutal pace.

"Taking me so well... so tight for me.... Shit, I'm close to cumming.... This slutty ass of yours is too good~"

Bai Yi gasps feeling you go faster and deeper, fucking her at an animalistic pace. She feels your hands pulls her closer and dig into her hips, chocked moans leaving her mouth but she soon controls herself and thrusts back as well. You groan at her sudden ministrations and do your best to keep up with her pace, your thrusts syncing perfectly.

"Haha~ Yes yes fuck me! Come on, show me what you got! Beat my speed and capture me like you want to!~"

Ah, this woman drove you crazy. She had no idea how much you liked her from before and that the only reason you kept up your chasing was to get close to her. You bit your lower lip gazing down at her body spread out for you, your hand snakes around her waist and touches her clit making her whimper and arch into you more, causing your dick to go even deeper.

"Look at you, Bai Yi.... Taking- me- so- fucking- well!" you slammed into her with hard thrusts between each word, her eyes rolling to the back of her head. You grunted and thrusted a few more times before suddenly pulling out and pumping your cock with your hand to cum on her ass, hot and sticky liquid spreading on her skin. She whined at the empty feeling and didn't like how you pulled out but couldn't retort as you pulled her into your arms then mounted the bike and made her straddle you.

"Go on, ride me. Ride me until you cum~"

Bai Yi pouted but wasted no time to sink on your length, her walls quivering around your dick as it went event deeper than before. You smirked and rest back to watch her bounce on your dick, a marvelous sight to behold.

"C-Cum inside me this time.... I want you inside~"

Your eyes widen then you grin and pull her close, her arms wrapping around your neck as you start thrusting up into her. She moaned loudly and continued riding you as well while your lips sucked and kissed her neck. Your hands kneaded her breasts, slipping inside her bra and cupping them to pinch her pointed nipples, more whines and incoherent moans slipping from her lips. She held your shoulders and rode you faster, fucking herself on your girthy cock and arching up. Your fingers went to toy with her clit, her eyes wideneing before her head fell on your shoulder with a loud whimper.

"Aaah! Ahh! Yes! Yes! Fuck me! I'm cumming! Cumming!!~"

She moaned in your ear as she hilted herself deep on your cock and finally came, her walls tightening as she creamed around your length. You groaned with her feeling the grip and fluttering of her walls then pushed her down on the bike to fuck her, you held her beautiful legs up on your shoulders and pounded her through her orgasm, close to cumming again yourself.

"Fill me up! Yes! Cum inside me! Fuck fuck fuck!!!~

"Nghh.... you are so hot. I'm going to make you mine! You hear that?! You are mine, Bai Yi!!~"

You buried deep in her as you came, painting her walls with your cum and filling her up. She held you close to her chest as she moaned as well, cumming a second time around your length. You both panted together then gazed at each other then shared a deep yet gentle kiss before cleaning yourselves and dressing up.

"Hey, take me home, would you?~" Bai Yi suggested while leaning on her bike then threw her keys to you, winking playfully.

[0xstarzx0]

Don’t write it it stinks of toxic love

synopsis: Nate never found someone to love, Rafe was never loved and Y/N was never taken serious Maybe their entry into college will change their lives.

Frat Rafe x Reader x Frat Nate.

[English is not my native language❗️❗️] TW: toxic, smut, sex, penetration, fingering, non-con, manipulation , insult, fight, humiliation, misogynistic attitude. [PART1]

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NATE 

The summer vacation had not been easy for Nathaniel Jacobs. Between the divorce of his parents, Cassie who was just stalking his and his going to college, nothing was right.

Two weeks before homecoming, he decided to go to Chris Mckay’s, he was happy that Mckay was still talking to him about what happened between him and Cassie.

They were in Mckay’s room playing a fighting game. They were focused in their game when Nate was talking. "Dude?". Mckay turned his head to look at him. "Yeah?" he said.

"How’s college, I mean is there a lot of hot chicks?" Mckay and Nate laugh, Nate laugh to hide his anxiety.

Nate wanted to leave, college was one of the best ways. What Nate was afraid of was not being number one. He was afraid that he would not be THE best football player. That he is not indispensable to his team.

"Nah, man, college is where you can fuck whoever you want, it’s not like high school, people don’t give a shit about who’s fucking who, as long as it’s not cheating." Mckay said.

"How do you get respect?" Nate asks. Mckay seems to think long." I had sex with the cheerleading captain and the opposing college captain. Nate opens his eyes wide. "Two cheerleaders but not the same team or the same college?"

"You’re gaining huge popularity and a huge repsect. You’re teammates will trust you after that." Mckay laughed." So if I understand correctly, a good fuck with a cheerleader captain is the deal?" asks Nate. "Got it all figured out, man. But one advice, close the door of your room when you’re inside."

Mckay’s expression changes, it becomes empty and hard. Filled with hate and sadness. Nate nods, and as he was about to speak the door opens. Drawing the attention of Nate and the latter.

"Chris, your aunt is here, comes to help her carry her boxes." said his mother. "Is she already there?" asked Chris sighing." Yes, she’s already here, with her daughter, so be nice and come now." Demands her mother.

Chris gets up and Nate follows him, they go outside where, his head car is parked. Chris hugs his aunt and takes boxes, Nate only says hello and helps her carry her boxes.

Nate poses where he needs to, he goes back out when he crosses a small head out of the bathroom.

Nate looks at the girl and he feels something, he doesn’t move me and she doesn’t either. He looks at the girl.

She is small, her hair is black braided, long eyelashes that put her brown hazelnut eyes in values , black skin but which shone thanks to the passage of the sunset in the long corridor. Nate begins to detail her body, she has beautiful boobs, a slim waist and beautiful hips that enhance her legs.

She’s wearing a Brazil jersey with black shorts, a cyclist? He doesn’t know, but anyway, this girl makes him feel what no other girl has ever made him feel not even Maddy.

"Y/N" says Chris enthusiastically. Y/N looks at Nate looking away at Chris. "Did you miss me?" she asks trotting towards him.

Chris laughs and hugs her. Nate remains in his thoughts for a short time.

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Nate learned a lot about Y/N. She’s her age, she likes to read, write and fine art, she doesn’t have a boyfriend and something that makes Nate want to have her, in two weeks, they’ll share the same campus.

They go to the same college, she looks so pure and kind, Nate intends to make sure that she lives only by him.

Nate falls in love every time she talks to him and that’s a big problem for our football star.

Especially when Y/N won’t just attract his attention.

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who wants 577 words of landoscar first date cuteness. don't care here u go

The train jolts forwards. Oscar stumbles back, already bracing to apologize to the loud family of tourists huddled behind him, when his motion is halted.

Lando’s hooked his fingers in his belt loops, counterbalancing him.

“Not a regular, then?” Lando wiggles his eyebrows, tucked close to Oscar’s body, half serious, half playful. “If you’re waiting for the third date to tell me you drive some big SUV ‘round London, all you’re getting is the bill.”

Oscar can feel the grin spreading uncontrollably across his face at the knowledge that Lando’s just as invested as he is.

“Skipping straight over the second date? Bold move, Norris.” He forces his smile into something more manageable, more sheepish, and shrugs. “More of a cyclist, if I’m honest. Less of a crowd.”

“Big introvert, are you? Tracks.” Lando says it with a smile, no sting in his words.

“And you just love people, do you?”

Lando tilts his head, considering.

“I dunno…” His face scrunches up. Oscar resists the urge to press a kiss to the wrinkles on his nose. Barely. “You can disappear in a crowd. Feels like I’m not really a person, when it’s me and a hundred other people trying to get to work. Like, I am still, and I know everyone else is, but also none of us are?”

Oscar hums.

“Makes sense, I guess.” He pauses, mostly for dramatic effect, though he’d never admit it. “If I squint.”

Lando giggles.

Silence falls on them, as silent as the tube ever gets. It’s comfortable though, sharing space and air in their own bubble, just smiling softly at each other.

Lando’s clearly staring at his lips. Oscar’s probably just as obvious, really. He doesn’t care.

The train grinds to a halt, jerky stutter-stop sending Lando into Oscar. The doors open, stop announcement breaking through their bubble.

“Not a regular, huh?” Oscar teases.

“Got a little distracted,” Lando bites his lip a little when he says it. “Next stop’s mine, if you wanna— come over, or something.”

“Or something?”

Lando nods.

“Not usually a, uh,” he stops to deliberate over his next words, clearly eyeing the family behind Oscar, “‘Come over after the first date’ kind of guy,” he admits, and Oscar is only a little surprised, “But if you promise you aren’t hiding a Land Rover in a garage somewhere, we can call it the third.”

Lando’s fingers are still in his belt loops, tightening and loosening in a rhythm Oscar can’t help but try to follow.

He’s striking, was pretty in the warm light of the Italian place, prettier still under the streetlights as they’d wandered the area in unspoken agreement to keep going, to stretch the night into infinity, talking without pause.

Sharper now, under the harsh light of the train, green eyes practically lit from within.

The stop announcement comes over the speaker, far louder than it needs to be.

“Let’s call it three,” Oscar says, leaning in close enough to count Lando’s eyelashes as they flash up and down, “Because I refuse to kiss you on the tube.”

Lando’s fingers go tight again.

Oscar can feel the flush high on his cheeks. Can see it mirrored on Lando.

The doors slide open and Lando lets go of his jeans completely. Oscar only has a second to register the unexpected pang of absence before Lando’s grabbing his hand instead, dragging him out of the carriage as the omnipresent voice reminds them to mind the gap.

[sleepy-sham]

Having a grand time imagining AOT characters in the Olympics:

Obviously Sasha would do archery

I'm picturing Jean & Connie as a famed beach volleyball duo which brings me great joy

Bertholdt's tall ahh could play basketball. Same with Ymir (Freckles) & Yelena

Reiner as a wrestler & Annie as a boxer

Historia in artistic gymnastics. I think balance beam would be her best event. I think Pieck & Petra are also on the team: Petra's best event is uneven bars & Pieck's is vault--she's known for being tiny but still getting great height. Also I can see Marcel & Porco Galliard as male gymnasts. They're a famed duo bc they get very competitive in individual events against each other but always bring home the win for the team event

If Gabi were old enough OBVIOUSLY she'd be a sharpshooter. I think Floch would be too. Specifically Gabi doing air rifle and Floch doing air pistol.

Eren I'm struggling with. I love soccer player Eren but I kinda wanna give him something else? Something more unique since the Olympics feature such a myriad of different sports. Idk please let me know if you have thoughts on this!!!

The Ackermans I also struggle with since they would dominate at essentially anything they competed in. I like Levi as a fencer though. Mikasa I'm still ruminating on (again please tell me your thoughts if you have any). Maybe she could play indoor volleyball?

Erwin is a famed Olympic swimmer who set a lot of records in his youth. Miche was on his relay team. Erwin was the flag bearer for Paradis several years bc he was one of their most famous athletes ever. Then he was in a terrible car accident and lost his arm. Everyone assumed that was it for him but Erwin never quits. He's now the face of the Paralympic games.

Another obvious one is Zeke in baseball (which they don't have in this Olympiad☹️)

I like Nanaba as a long distance runner or triathlete

Oluo, Eld, & Gunther are all equestrians

Colt is a young swimmer. Erwin is his idol. Niccolo is also a swimmer

Idk where it came from but the words "Onyankapon" & "shotput" just popped into my head & I like it. I think he'd look sick af throwing a shotput even if doesn't have the typical build of a shotputter. Maybe a medium distance runner?

Moblit does table tennis. He seems so calm & collected & chill but he gets in a ping pong match & he's like Mose & Dwight in that one episode of The Office

Armin is a cyclist. I can't decide indoor or outdoor. But definitely normal cycling, like, not mountain biking or anything. I think he'd look so cute in a bike helmet with his face all serious & focused:3

I cannot figure out Hange. I want her to do something truly wacky. Comment what you think the craziest summer Olympic sport is