#she flips between being extremely honest to being a very good liar

[angelbitezzz]

Alright Angel let’s be real— you’ve got a LITTLE crush on Sans, right? I won’t tell anyone, don’t worry. I’m not saying you’re in love with him or anything, but c’mon, a lil crush is normal!

[djarinbarnes]

me olvidarás - five

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Pairings: Javier Peña x female reader

Warnings for the chapter: heavy kissing, fingering, oral sex (f receiving), masturbation, downright sinful things hdfhgdg

Word count: 4.2k

Summary: an undeniable warm summer vacation in Bogotá. simply trying to get away from your nosey, boring parents and live for once, you meet a man who impresses you beyond where your imagination could ever take you.

a/n: a little more action..... introducing Steve Murphy!

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It feels like a lifetime passes, and yet you still hear nothing from Javi. You’re starting to get worried as the third day comes to an end, thinking more and more about him. You almost feel like… you don’t even know what you feel like. It feels like he’s forgotten all about you. 

You knew it was too good to be true. It was too good to be true. You flip the pages of your book from start to finish more than a hundred times that day. Or, that’s what it feels like. You’re afraid it’s gonna fall off the back if you keep it up. It wasn’t the newest book, after all.

You’d quickly grown tired of wandering around Bogotá with your parents, with your mom wanting to stop at every damn little store and tavern to find small souvenirs for whomever of her friends from her erotica book club. You weren’t even sure how that whole thing started, but you knew what she was reading in those novels.

You sigh before looking to your wrist, the watch displaying 7:43pm right back at you. You really do contemplate on seeking Javi out, but in some way, it feels like overstepping. You knew where he worked and where he lived, but you didn’t feel like you were allowed to seek him out, since you were just… yeah… what were you again?

You bite your lip before you decide to jump headfirst into the problem, rising from your lounge chair to go put on some clothes. You decide to forego a bra yet again before you throw on a loose-fitting band t-shirt, tucking it into the waist of some worn out denim skirt. It was Colombia after all, and it was still somewhat warm outside.

You decide to walk to where you knew the embassy was located, seeing you didn’t have any other choice… And when you finally stood outside the building, everything you had thought about on the way there had diminished. 

You weren’t even sure if he was at work, but with an exhale you pushed the heavy door open, making your way to the front desk. You noticed there were just about no people at work, and you assumed everyone’s shift had already ended. 

Yet everything was still open. You looked around slowly, feeling like an intruder as you stood there, looking at the closed booths of the reception. You didn’t have one single clue where the fuck you were going. God, it was a stupid idea coming here, you thought as you shook your head, before heading for the door.

“Can I help you?” A clearly distinct American accent filled your ears, and you almost cheered. You turned to find an actual American standing in front of you, blond hair visibly messed up from all the combing through his hands had done, hands that held a very thick file along with a cigarette that was very close to being finished.

“Um yeah, I guess,” you turn back to him with a smile. You notice how he takes you in, running his eyes over your face before falling to your bare legs. Okay, yes, it was getting very cold out. And you had goosebumps littering your legs and arms. “I’m looking for Javi.”

He nods a little before bringing the rest of the cigarette to his lips, inhaling the last of the tobacco before stubbing it out into one of the trays on the reception desk. “Follow me.” He urges you to come hither with his hand as he keeps walking in the direction he was going to originally, turning a few corners with you trailing behind him like you were a lost puppy. You kind of were. 

“Peña. Company.” He speaks the two words quickly before he makes room for you to see the man you had been missing for the past three days. You couldn’t believe it had already been three days since you’d seen him, to be honest. 

He’s sitting at his desk with his head buried in files, multiple files even thicker than the one the blond man is carrying, stacked around him like walls. His hair is just as tangled up as his companion, a cigarette dangling from his lips. “What company, Steve, it’s… late” 

Then he looks up at you, his eyes immediately widening as he takes you in, standing right there in the middle of his workspace. You’re fiddling your hands as you uncertainly trip in the middle of the giant office, waiting for Javi to just… do anything, you guess.

“Hermosa…” He breathes, almost out of relief. The two of you are looking at each other, Javi looking at you like you had grown another head and you looking at Javi like your life depended on him to continue living.

“I’ll… leave you two to it.” The man, Steve, says before he’s leaving the two alone in the huge space that was their office. You take a step towards him and smile softly as he blinks slowly, not really believing you’re standing in front of him.

“Hey Javi…” you whisper as he quickly rises to his feet, almost pushing his desk away from him to reach you hurriedly enough. His arms pull you in rapidly, and you’re taken aback at the amount of emotions you feel radiating off him. His hands are gripping your back, moving over the length of it to feel all of you close to him. Your arms come up to rest around his neck, standing on your toes to fully reach his height. 

“Missed you.” He breathes into your hair as he tilts slightly, almost losing his balance at the way he’s holding onto you. He quickly loosens his arms around you, before he’s navigating his lips against yours, making you whimper out at the sudden contact. It’s almost like you hadn’t been apart, like you hadn’t been starved for each other’s touch for three days. 

“Missed you.” You whisper against his lips before he reluctantly lets you go as he hears Steve’s footprints come back down the hall, and you turn as his hands leave you, watching his partner approach the two of you with three cups of steaming hot coffee.

You watch as Javi sits himself back down into his chair before holding out his hand to you, pulling you in to sit on his goddamn lap. And in front of his partner, that is. God, the audacity of this man… You almost let out a laugh at the current situation, but it seems like Steve doesn’t mind. His hand finds the small of your back, his little finger getting separated from his other fingers as it latches itself into one of the belt loops.

“Didn’t know how you took it… So I did it like I do mine.” You thank Steve as he hands you a cup of coffee, and you silently thank the heavens it’s not black coffee. You sip it slowly, feeling your stomach grumble at the missing contents you should have fed it an hour ago. You just weren’t hungry an hour ago. And on top of that, you missed Javi so much you barely could eat anything.

“I’m sorry I forgot to call you, hermosa. We got sent to Cali two days ago as a hurried assignment, came back empty-handed two hours ago.” He breathes out as he takes a large gulp of coffee. You nod with a smile, happy that it wasn’t because you had done something wrong. 

“It’s alright. I wasn’t really expecting you to call, actually…” you smile at him and he raises his eyebrow. Liar. You can see the word lingering at the tip of his tongue - you can almost feel the desperation of him wanting to say it. You beat him to it, though. “I expected you to show up unannounced like last time.” 

The laugh that leaves him is heartfelt, and the way Steve looks at the two of you definitely doesn’t go unnoticed by you. You find yourself wondering what he might be thinking about the two of you. You don’t know how much Javi has told him - if he’s even told him anything.

The two of you are a little caught up in simply looking at one another - both of you clearly remembering what had happened during the weekend between the two of you as both your lips tugged into smirks occasionally, his fingers drawing circles on your back as yours massaged the nape of his neck. 

“I’m gonna be heading out. Connie just called and said dinner’s ready in five.” You hear Steve say and you turn your head, surprised that he’d been able to take a call without the two of you noticing. You let out a giggle as you turn back to face Javi, finding the situation extremely funny. “You two should get something to eat as well. I heard your stomach…” You tell him your name and he repeat it, before nodding. 

“Right. Just try to eat something, both of you. Alright? Goodnight.” You both watch as prepares to take his leave, pulling on the suit jacket draped over the back of his chair, before pulling a fresh cigarette from the packet, placing it in between his lips and lighting it. You both wave to him as he nods at you both, quickly ascending the stairs before turning back to the two of you. “And for god’s sake. Please don’t fuck in the office.” 

You both wait until he’s out of your sight before you let out the laughs you’re both holding in, laughing and holding onto each other like the two of you were going to disappear into the hilariousness of the situation. You feel Javi’s hand move up to rest over your shirt, just on top of your ribs. Your heart starts beating faster at the light touch.

“Again, I’m sorry I didn’t…” you shut him up by pulling his lips to yours, your hand holding on to the back of his neck. You twist slightly in his lap to gain better access, and Javi welcomes you with open arms. You’re thankful the chair he’s sitting on doesn’t have armrests as you straddle him, your lips still locked with his.

His hands find back to their (apparent) favorite place on your hips, pulling your hips snugly against his. You can feel the excitement through his trousers, noting they’re not the usual denim pair he wore but a softer pair of slacks. You giggle against his lips as his hand comes against your cheek, startling you slightly. 

“I’m happy you’re here,” He says, your noses brushing against each other as he reaches behind you and you can hear some files scattering along the floor as he pushes them off the table. You feel as he rises, his hands back on your ass as he lifts you, before setting you down on his desk, his lips still fervently moving against yours. “Missed you so much.”

You breathe hard against his lips, the movements of his hips grinding against yours causing your breaths to get deeper, along with your fingers burying themselves deeply into his brown locks. You whimper as he grinds against just the right spot, and you clearly feel the way your panties get wetter at the contact.

“Javi…” You breathe against his lips and his hips still against yours before he’s pulling back to look at you. His pupils are completely blown out, the lust deeply embedded in the chocolate depths, and you find yourself clenching around nothing as your eyes fall to his parted, swollen lips. You lean into place another against them. “Please…”

You’re well aware of the promise he’s given you, but right at this moment you just want him to ravish you against the desk, right there at the embassy. You have no regrets about feeling this way about him right now, your mind completely blinded by finally being in his arms again and the lust it has brought with it.

You look down as you feel his fingers lift the hem of your denim skirt you’re wearing, pulling it up over your hips as he lifts you from the desk. He pulls it all the way up under your breasts, baring your panties to his hungry eyes. He leans back in to kiss you again, this time holding your less-covered lower body tightly against his.

You clearly feel the erection he’s sporting through his slacks, and you moan at the contact. There are merely three barriers of clothes between the two of you, and you wish to god that he would throw all of his morals out of the window and fuck you right there on his desk.

You feel as he reaches behind you once more, making sure that there’s enough space for you as he lowers you onto the desk, your back coming into contact with scattered papers and rough files. You look at him with so much admiration at that moment, he feels like he could combust.

Javi places another kiss on your lips before he’s sliding down your body, lifting your t-shirt to scatter kisses all over your now bared breasts and stomach, his mustache sending shockwaves from your skin to your heart, turning you on even more. You whimper as he twirls his tongue around one of your nipples and you bite your lip to silence yourself. 

He gives the other one just as much attention before he’s sliding further down, placing kisses along your ribcage and down your stomach, over the denim crumbled around your middle before his tongue is swiftly dipping into your naval, tickling you a bit. You giggle and move your hands back to intertwine in his hair, urging him to go on. You moan wantonly as you feel his fingers playing with the hem of your panties, thanking the god you wore the pretty ones with lace today. 

You feel his kisses halt against your stomach, his fingers stopping in the same manner and your cheeks redden when you lift your head to look at him, catching the way his eyes are waiting for you. He’s asking for your consent. It feels surreal when you nod at him and his fingers keep going, slowly dragging the soft cotton of your panties down your legs. 

You watch him as his lips place sinful kisses up the length of your legs before he’s parting them slightly, kneeling in between them before you lay your head back against the desk, not fully trusting yourself to look at him. You feel as he lifts one leg to lay against his back, before you feel his breath against you, his thumbs delicately caressing the insides of your thighs as he once again takes some very considerate time to ready you for what’s about to happen. 

What was about to happen? You barely finish the thought before his tongue has darted out to lick a firm stripe up between your folds, and you clench your fingers around nothing. Those that had previously held onto his hair now had nothing to hold onto, and you whimpered at the long-gone contact. Or maybe it was the way the tip of his tongue was playing with your clit - you weren’t quite sure.

You didn’t really know what he was doing - the only thing you knew was that it felt absolutely incredible. You moaned out when you felt a wet digit enter you before it curled upwards, against the front of your cunt. Another one followed the first, and so did your moans. You whimpered as you felt his tongue against you again, audibly enjoying the way it toyed with your bundle of nerves. 

You felt him as he moved around, probing the depths of you while still using his fingers on you, his nose drawn tightly against your clit. You were barely able to focus on anything but the way his mouth felt against you.

“Oh my god Javi, please don’t stop,” you breathe out before you slowly curve your back to look at him in between your legs. Your hands find their way back into his hair, pulling him impossibly closer before he with a suck of his lips and a curve of his fingers had you coming undone against his mouth. You were thrown head first into euphoria, the pleasure crashing into you like a tsunami on a shore. 

You felt your legs shake around his head as you tightened them slightly, your cunt convulsing desperately around his fingers as he urged you through your high, elongating it for as long as possible. And in that exact moment, you really did wish he would never stop doing what he did just then. You never knew having someone’s mouth against you could bring you so much pleasure. Well, you had heard about it, but it was so much different actually experiencing it. 

When he finally detaches himself from your core, you’re quicker than anything to push yourself to sit as you pull his lips to yours, mouths slanting over one another as your heavy breathing mixes in the sparse space between the two of you. “Yo te prometo un millón de aventuras.” He breathes against your lips and you let out a giggle at his words. With no further knowledge of Spanish, you try to piece the sentence together, at it makes your cheeks flush.

“I’m sure you will, Javi.” You reattach your lips to his, finding his tongue with yours, loving the way you can taste yourself on him. He pulls away from your lips before he’s bringing the two fingers previously buried inside of you to them. You bite your lip before your tongue darts out to lick the glossy cum off his fingers, before his tongue finds the opposite side of the digits, your eyes interlocking over your sinful escapade.

His fingers part slowly, your tongues meeting in between them and you moan out. What he’s currently doing with you, is probably one of the dirtiest things you’ve ever done. Nothing compares to the thing going on between you right now, and you secretly - again - wish for it to never end. 

Once his fingers are thoroughly cleaned, his hand is grasping the back of your neck, your mouths moving against one another as both your panting is getting deeper. You moan out at his other hand finds its way back to your clit, rubbing soft circles over your bundle of nerves, desperate in bringing you to another orgasm. You whimper into his mouth as the pressure against your nub intensifies, and your hands are mindlessly working on unbuttoning his slacks. 

He groans out as your hand finds its way into his pants, under the restraints of his boxer briefs that separates the two of you. You moan into his mouth yet again as you finally get to wrap your hand around his hard length, stroking it softly with your fingers. His cock is warm and heavy in your hand, and the tips of your fingers are lightly teasing his sensitive skin, causing him to tug your lower lip in between his teeth. You whimper as another moan leaves his lips, and you’re sure if he keeps the speed of his fingers up, you’re going to combust.

“Please Javi.” you breathe into his mouth, not missing the way his movements halt slightly at your plea. You know he’s reluctant, so stubborn in not wanting to give into you. Yet you wish he simply would just fuck you, right there in his office on top of the paperwork that had held him at work. 

You breathe hard against his lips as his fingers remove themselves from your cunt, before he’s pushing the briefs down his legs slightly, baring his cock to you for the first time. 

You bite your lip as you take in the erect size of him, before your eyes dart up to meet his lust-blown orbs. You whine as he lays his hand on top of yours still holding his shaft, his hand urging yours to move. 

You tighten your grip just a tiny bit, moving your hand up and down the length. You tug your bottom lip back in between your teeth as you watch your hands on him, and you don’t miss the way his cock pulses against your palm. 

Your other hand finds his hip as your heart picks up the pace with a million beats per minute, before you slowly urge him closer to you, bringing the blunt head of his cock to rest against your folds. He sucks in a breath as he hangs his head slightly, his forehead coming to rest against your shoulder. 

You know he’s fighting an internal war with himself in the fleeting seconds where there’s nothing to hear but silence, before he removes his hands from yours, and removes your hand altogether. 

“Don’t hold back.” you whisper as you slide your hand up his side, coming to rest over the fabric of his cream-colored button-down, drawing soft circles into his ribcage. You were unsure if you were actually tickling him, but you were too caught up in the moment to give a damn. 

You feel his breath on your sweaty collarbone, before he swipes the head of his cock between your folds, not entering you the slightest. 

Just the warmth of his cock spreading your lips apart, the feeling of the heaviness of him in between your legs, is enough to make your mind go into a frenzy. You really do want him to give into his urges and fuck you senseless, but instead he slowly thrusts his hips, the whole length of his cock sliding up and down between your labia, the head of his cock nudging against your clit every time he retracts his hips. 

His hand is pushing his cock against you, the friction of his warmth drawing moans from your lips. His lips find yours again, his tongue finding yours between your parted lips, as he slides his cock between your lips faster, drawing whimpers from both of you, the pressure of his hand against his length drawing him close to orgasm. You yelp against his lips as one particular thrust of his hips makes your cunt clench around nothing, as you come again.

He groans at the feeling of your cunt tightening against him, his sweaty forehead resting against yours as he forcefully shuts his eyes, ropes of cum spurting from his cock and onto your stomach. His breath comes out in short puffs before he reattaches his lips to yours, the hand not against his length coming up to grasp you behind your neck. You whimper into his mouth as you feel the sticky warmth slide down your stomach slightly, before you start to giggle, the wet trails meeting in the center, pooling in your belly button.

“Fuck… I made a mess.” he laughs as he finally lets go of you, tucking himself back into his pants before leaving you bare on his desk in the search for something to clean you with. He returned quickly with some tissues, drying your stomach off before helping you off the desk, handing you your panties to pull on under your skirt. He’s leaving fleeting kisses on wherever he can get to - your hand, your arm, your neck - as he tidies up his workspace before pulling you along, towards the exit.

He wraps his leather jacket around your arms as you both push through the entrance doors, quickly noting the drop in the temperature since he was last outside. Wordlessly he guides you to his car, buckling you in before he’s driving you home. Fuck getting something to eat. You were thoroughly satisfied with what the two of you had just done. 

“Tomorrow… Are you free?” you hear him speak as you look at your front door through the windshield of his car. You turn your head towards him and smile before you nod. You literally didn’t have any plans at all. You were on vacation. “Well then, I’d like to invite you over. Cook for you. For real.”

You let out a gentle giggle, briefly remembering something he’d said about being unable to boil an egg. You weren’t going to say thank you for the offer, though. “I’d like that. It sounds delicious.” you smile before you lean over the middle console, drawing him in for another intense kiss.

You are quick in removing your lips from his, wanting to leave him craving more. You know he’s craving more already - even though he’d just cum on your stomach, you could easily see the desire lingering in his eyes. You found yourself easily getting lost in his eyes, his brown orbs hypnotizing you to plant another kiss against his lips.

You sigh reluctantly as you pull away from him, getting out of the car hurriedly, not wanting to give into the temptation of being so close to him after what the two of you had done in the office. “I’ll see you for dinner tomorrow, Javi.” you grin before you shut the door, making your way to your front door. When you turn back, he’s driven up to the curb and rolled the window down.

“2B.” is the only thing he says to you, and you tilt your head slightly, not fully understanding what he was talking about. “Apartment 2B.” Your lips tug into a smirk before you nod, and you watch as he speeds off into the night. You let yourself into your apartment and collapse on the bed, so happy you decided to seek Javi out at the office.

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Do you own any Funko Pop! figurines?  No. I had a brief period where I wanted to start collecting them SO BAD and often went to toy stores to gawk at the figures I felt like I needed to have; but I grew out of that and I don’t even really give Funkos a second glance whenever I see them anymore haha.

How many cats and dogs have you had as pets in your lifetime?  We’ve had one cat and two dogs.

Can your mom and/or dad play any instruments, or how about anyone else in your family?  My dad can play the guitar; he just absolutely never shows it off, not even if you lay out ten guitars in front of him. I think my mom played the piano as a kid.

Have you ever colored in an adult coloring book as a stress reliever?  Yeah, it was my coping mechanism from a few years ago. I don’t do it nearly as often anymore, but I still have my coloring books and pencils stored in my room just in case I randomly want to get back to the hobby.

Can you crack crab legs without a tool?  No, I ask my parents or grandparents to do it haha.

How many light sources are in the room you’re in?  There are two, but I only use one. I never switch on my main bedroom light as I hate how brightly white it is.

What’s your favorite thing to put on bagels?  I never get bagels so I don’t really have a clue what I prefer on them.

Who’s your favorite director?  Stanley Kubrick.

Bats: cute or gross?  Neither side of the spectrum; I just don’t think about bats.

What was the last really intense pain you felt?  I got a particularly vicious scratch from Cooper around a month ago that left a deep cut on my thigh. The scar is still visible and I think it’s going to remain that way for a while haha I don’t see it fading out anytime soon.

Would you rather vacation by a beach or a lake?  Both sound extremely pleasant but I’ll take the lake trip because I’ve never seen one, or stayed near one.

How would you feel about traveling abroad alone?  I honestly feel like it’s going to be that way for me moving forward. I’m okay with it, though. I feel like it would be very calming and empowering to be able to explore the world on my own.

What is your father's middle name?  He doesn’t have a second name.

Where did your last kiss take place?  Outside my house, by her car.

Which movie villain do you find the most terrifying?  I haven’t encountered anyone yet that truly terrified me.

If you married your favorite celebrity what would your last name be?  Kim, hahaha.

Do you stick your tongue out often in pictures?  I wouldn’t say so. I pull up the peace sign most often.

Which one of your family members are you closest to?  My sister and my eldest cousin on my mom’s side.

Would you rather have name brand shoes or name brand clothes?  Shoes. They stand out more.

Are you a good liar?  Yes. Doesn’t mean I enjoy lying and take advantage of that skill as much as possible.

Are you proud of your parents?  Sure.

If you could get backstage tickets to ANY concert - which would you pick?  Paramore. I think Hozier would be neat as fuck too.

Which is better: orange or grape soda?  I don’t like soda, so neither.

Was the last thing you ate hot or cold?  They are meant to be consumed while hot.

Who was the last person in your house who isn’t family?  Angela and Hans.

What color was the last swimsuit you wore? Pink.

Can you remember the last song you listened to?  I just tuned into a random lo-fi playlist, so I’m not familiar with the tracks and the artists who made them.

Have you ever been dumped really harshly?  Yes.

Can you do a back flip, or anything else of that sort?  Nope.

Do you have any exes you can’t stand anymore?  To a considerable extent.

What happened to cause you to feel that way about them?  She is extremely selfish and the biggest coward I’ve ever met.

Are you more of a phone or a computer person?  Laptop.

Do you have a job, and if so, where do you work?  Yeah, I work at a PR firm.

If not, do you want one?   

Do any medical afflictions run in your family? I know hypertension is kind of a thing on my mom’s side, but I don’t know if there are any other conditions I should know about. 

What’s your favorite Mexican dish?  Burritos and enchiladas.

Have you ever been to a professional sports game?  No, just collegiate-league ones.

Do you prefer pads, tampons or something else?  I use pads. I’ve never used a tampon or any other product, so there’s no basis for me to make a comparison and establish preferences.

Have you ever ordered a specially made cake from a cake shop? Yeppp, I got a customized cake for my birthday.

What months were you and your siblings born in?  My brother and I were born in April; my sister was born in September.

What did you have for dinner last night?  Barbecue chicken.

Have you ever had sex in/on a vehicle?  In, yes. Do people have sex ON cars??????

Do you do anything to groom your eyebrows?  I will shave extremely occasionally. Otherwise no, I don’t touch them.

Has your town ever flooded?  This time of the year, always.

Have you ever played at the McDonald’s play place?  Yup. I preferred Burger King’s playplace, though; it was lesser-known so there were fewer kids I was forced to play with.

Have you ever taken a picture of snow?  I’ve never even seen it.

Do you cry easily?  I can.

Are you happy with where you live?  It’s quiet and safe, which is nice; but I think at this point I would be a lot happier and would be able to grow a lot if I moved to a big city.

Do people ever mistake you for being a different race?  Not really; but as a general thought, it is an extremly big pet peeve when people only take into account East Asians when the topic of Asia comes up.

Do you hate the last person you kissed?  I don’t hate her. But I can’t stand her.

What genre is your favorite movie?  Drama, romance, a hint of comedy.

Who was the last person you were in a car with?  My mom and my siblings.

Do you like the picture on your license/I.D. card?  Yeah haha. I was allowed to smile on my license, so at least my photo doesn’t look gloomy.

When was the last time somebody hit on you?  Hasn’t happened in a while.

Was the last person you met a male or female?  For the first time? She’s a girl.

What brand is your underwear?  I don’t remember the name anymore.

What’s your favorite Thanksgiving food?  I don’t celebrate that.

Do you have a TV in your room?  Nah. I don’t really watch the TV anymore, and using the living room TV to watch YouTube videos is enough for me.

Are any of your electronics charging right now?  My laptop is constantly plugged in. My speaker is also charging at the moment.

What was the last video game you played?  I have no clue, it’s been forever.

What’s the biggest promise someone’s ever made to you? Did they keep it?  That they’ll always stay. I didn’t make her keep it; I was the one who moved on.

Google, Bing, or Yahoo?  Google.

What was the last song you had on repeat?  It’s been a while since I set a song on repeat. Maybe Film Out? If not that, maybe UGH!

Who is your favorite person to watch on YouTube?  Rhett and Link or the Try Guys.

How many college degrees do you want?  I’m okay with the one I have.

Can you wink?  Yeah, but I’m substantially better at winking with my right eye than my left.

Do you own any jerseys?  I don’t think so.

Have you ever tried to snort Pixie Stix as a child, or even an adult?  No. I don’t even think I’ve had it ever.

Do you like going to baby showers? Do you go only for the cake?  I’ve never been to a baby shower. Not a thing here.

Has there ever been a time in your life, you felt sexually undecided?  I still am. I’m not bothered about it, though. Sex and who I have it with aren’t things I spend much time thinking about.

Do you think tattoos and piercings are sexy on the opposite sex?  Depends. It certainly suits some people better.

Do people ever ask you to do things they’re too short to accomplish?  No...I am the short person asking for help :)))))))

What color are the headphones you have at this moment in time?  I have black ones but I literally just took them off five minutes ago so I can transfer my music to the speaker I mentioned earlier.

Ever choked severely on something during lunch at your school?  I don’t think so.

Do you eat more vegetables or fruits? What’s your favorite fruit/veggie?  VEGETABLES. I love green beans, eggplants, and bell peppers the most. I can’t stand fruits, with the one exception of avocados.

What would you say is the color of your favorite bra?  Black.

Is anyone in your family a firefighter? Who is it anyway?  I don’t think so. 

What do you usually buy when you go to the dollar store?  We don’t have a dollar store, and that should be self-explanatory hah.

Ever peed in the pool? Be honest!  God no. That’s gross.

When you’re older, what kind of house do you want to live in?  Something modern and minimalist.

Where do you want to get married?  Idk, I’m pretty traditional when it comes to this. Booking an events place would be ideal for me; the only thing on my wishlist would probably be the fact that I hope my wedding could be held somewhere cold, like Baguio.

Do you plan on having both your parents at your wedding?  Uh yeah, sure.

What is your favorite childhood TV show? Spongebob.

Honestly, do you like school?  I liked it when I was granted more freedom to do things my own way, which is to say I really enjoyed college. But I didn’t mind school for the most part, especially since it meant being able to see my friends everyday.

Last thing that made you cry?  I was listening to a song that resonated a lot with me at that moment.

Honestly, are you keeping a big secret right now?  Nothing too big or life-changing to someone if they ever found out.

Last person you took a walk with?  Idk, that’s not an activity I tend to do with other people.

Have you ever liked someone who didn’t like you back? No.

Who was the last person to actually pick you up in the air?  My ex, probably.

Does any part of your body hurt?  My shoulders are constantly hurting these days. I really need to buy a new work chair :( 

If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to change a regret what would you do?  Million bucks. Easiest choice.

Can you keep a secret?  Sure.

Your favorite romantic movie?  The Proposal.

How do you feel about Valentine’s Day? I honestly like it, and I celebrated it when I was able to.

Who was the last person you took a picture with?  My sister and I took a silly selfie earlier.

Do your jeans have rips, tears, and holes in them?  Some of the pairs I have do, but they’re meant to be ripped jeans.

Do you celebrate 420? Nope.

Have you ever kicked a vending machine?  I don’t think so. I barely use them.

How do you eat Oreos?  I just bite into them. No patience do the whole twist-lick thing. Sometimes I’ll dip them in milk, if we happen to have some.

Do you wear your shoes in the house?  That is a big no-no.

Would you survive in prison?  I might not.

Ever been to Georgia?  No for both state and country.

Do you get your hair cut every month?  No, just once a year. Which reminds me, I finalllllllly had my hair trimmed yesterday hahaha I got sick of my long-ass hair, which was starting to feel like a bitch to maintain. It’s only up to my shoulders now.

Current relationship in detail.  I am single...nothing much to share about it. I get to enjoy to spend my money on myself, which is my favorite part about it hahaha.

If you were kicked out of your house, who would you call/go to?  My grandma.

List things you spend money on in an average week.  Food delivery and nearly every week, merch. I’ve considerably calmed down on the latter, though.

Rate each of your sexual partners (if any) from 1-10.  I’ve only had one...I guess I’d give her a 9. A bit TMI but the oral could’ve been a little better.

Post the last FB group/page that you joined.  I was looking for FB groups for a work deliverable, but I had to join one of them to give it a better scan. I don’t remember which group it had been, though.

Would you parents be mad if you were in a relationship?  No. If they did, I would be very surprised they would still be meddling with a 23 year old’s life.

Think of the last person you had sex with. Do you think they’ve slept with anyone else since they last slept with you?  I’m sure.

Is there someone that you believe you will always be attached to?  I’m not now, so no.

What board games are you good at?  I’m quite terrible at all of them, tbh. It’s why I’ve always preferred to simply watch over my friends when they do play board or card games.

Is there a sport/hobby you keep thinking about taking up, but that you’ve never quite gotten around to starting?  Wakeboarding. Do you think pranks like egging/toilet-papering someone's house are funny or immature?  Immature.

Do you think “sleeve tattoos” are a good idea?  I’m not totally obsessed with the idea, but they do look good on people.

Is there anything in particular that your parents argue about? What? I don’t know. 100% of the time they are caused by my grown-ass mother throwing a petty-ass tantrum, so I could not care less about the things they fight about. 

Do you ever actually read the “Terms and Services” when you sign up for websites and such?  Nah.

If you have a handheld games console (a DS or GameBoy, for example), how often do you use it?  I haven’t used the Switch since last year.

Your phone is ringing. It’s the person you fell hardest for, what do you say?  Pick it up and wait for them to talk.

If your best friend was kicked out, would your parents let him/her live with you?  Probably not, knowing my mom – but I would do absolutely anything else to help.

Are you afraid of falling in love?  I guess you can say that, yeah. I’m not headed towards that feeling again anytime soon, though.

Is there anybody you wish you could be with right now?  I wish I was with my friends now.

Have you ever kissed someone & wished you didn’t?  No.

Did you get kissed last night?  Nope.

Do you enjoy going through a carwash?  Idk, I’ve never taken my car to one. That’s something my parents take charge of.

How did you get most of your scars?  Cooper.

Ever had to take an inkblot test? I haven’t.

Have you ever been in trouble for something you honestly didn’t do?  Sure. Like back in high school when a group of friends had been caught cheating on our chemistry exam – and we were told that the entire batch would be given a formal warning. I was on the minority side that found the entire situation hilarious, because I know they wouldn’t dare mar the records of everyone else who took that stupid test honestly.

Have you ever seriously slapped someone in anger?  My brother, only because he put his hands on me first.

What/who woke you up this morning?  Just me.

Who was the last person to be in your bedroom besides you?  My mom, who always goes in there without knocking/warning.

What’s one of your locked text messages?  I don’t lock my texts and I’m not sure if that’s an available feature on my phone.

Have you ever finished a game of Monopoly?  I don’t even know how that game works lol.

Is there anyone you know who’s in any way paralyzed?  Yes.

The truth all comes out when someone is drunk, true?  I mean for the most part, yeah. It’s easier to be honest with a few drinks in you. 

When was the last time you felt disappointed in yourself?  Continued from the other day. Last week when I forgot about a virtual meeting and attended it 15 minutes after it started.

How about feeling disappointed in someone else?  Last Friday when I had to watch my dad treat a service crew member like shit.

For you, do you commonly feel more jealousy or envy?  Envy, I think. I don’t really feel jealous.

Do you rely on the heads/tails flipping of a coin sometimes for decisions?  Nope, but close. I’ll do eenie-meenie sometimes haha

Do you have any specific chores you do around the house?  Nothing I’m required to do but sometimes I’ll offer to wash the dishes or fold laundry.

For you, does comfort or fashion come first in dressing?  It’s like 70% fashion, 30% comfort. Looking nice makes me feel more comfortable lol.

Have you had two friends that absolutely hated each other?  Not each other; the dislike was one-sided. Gabie hated Andi for whatever reason, which in hindsight already should’ve been a red flag.

Do you like Laffy Taffy?  No, I’ve never had one.

Do you prefer electric or manual pencil sharpeners?  Manual, only because I’ve never seen, much less use, an electric one.

Are your biceps at all noticeable?  Nah.

Have you ever seen a walrus?  It’s possible, but I don’t have very good memories of it if I have seen one.

Did you ever have one of those Easy Bake ovens as a kid?  Not a popular toy here.

Does your bathroom have a theme to it?  It doesn’t. I think that would be a little tacky tbh.

From inside of your house, how many doors lead outside?  Three. We have doors in the kitchen, dining room, and our main door by the living room.

Are there a lot of trees in your yard?  Not really.

Have you ever liked someone that treated you like crap?  Yes.

Have a best friend?  Yup.

Does it bother you when your best friend does stuff without you?  No? That’s pretty petty. Both Angela and Andi have big circles of friends and that would be stressful on my end if I made a fuss every time they hung out with anyone that isn’t me lol.

Is there a secret you’ve never told your parents?  A bunch. I don’t count them as confidantes.

Does anyone hate you? It’s possible but I don’t care enough to want to know.

What’s the one thing you regret more than anything?  Not breaking up with Gabie earlier, even though all the red flags were there.

Do you remember important dates?  For the most part, yeah.

What’s some lyrics from a song that means a lot to you?  “Dream, may all of creation be with you til the end of your life Dream, wherever you are, will welcome you Dream, may your trials end in full bloom Dream, though your beginnings might be humble, may the end be prosperous.”

Who gives the best advice?  Andi. They’re able to tell me advice I don’t want to hear but am supposed to be hearing, which I appreciate.

Who do you usually see in your dreams? :)  It’s a random cast every time.

What type of cake did you last eat?  It was carrot cake with a really good cream cheese frosting.

How many of your friends are gay or bisexual?  Almost all of them are...it’s easier to count friends who are straight.

What’s your favorite type of sandwich?  Anything with pulled pork in it tbh.

When was the last time someone asked you out? Did you accept or decline?  I’ve never been asked out.

Do you like The Offspring?  I know a couple of songs but I definitely can’t call myself a fan.

One pillow or two?  Two.

Do you like Mad Libs?  I’ve never tried playing it.

Are you suicidal?  Not lately. I haven’t been for a while, actually. I’m really happy about that.

Where do your grandparents live?  My paternal grandparents live in the south. My maternal grandma lives in the village right next to ours haha, so not far away at all.

Do you cut yourself?  Yeesh. Can’t questions like this come with a trigger warning? Anyway, no I haven’t in a while as well.

What is your pet’s name?  Kimi and Cooper.

Have you ever been to Canada? No, but I'd love to visit. < Same!

Aren’t babies overrated?  I think they are overrated in a sense that everyone always seems to want one of their own, but the circle gets extremely smaller when it comes to those who actually have the capacity to take proper care of an infant.

Have a built-in pool in your backyard?  No.

Ever won yourself a stuffed animal? Sure, in like claw games and whatnot.

Ever had someone else win you a stuffed animal?  No. I don’t really like stuffed toys lol.

Ever been to a circus?  Nope.

Ever shot animals? I have not.

Do you consider yourself intelligent?  I guess I’m booksmart more than anything else. I had good grades and can handle myself in arguments and debates...but I have my weaknesses in other aspects too, like street smarts lol.

Have you ever run away from home?  I had a period when I wanted to, but never pushed through with it.

Do you put family first, friends, relationships, school, or something else?  Work > friends > family.

What’s something you’ve stood up for in the past?  I always shoot my mom a glare as if to say “be careful of the line you’re crossing” whenever she makes a homophobic, sexist, or racist remark.

What’s something you worked extremely hard to get?  The healthy and stable mental disposition I find myself in these days. I would never give it up for anything ever again.

Are you satisfied with your body image?  I mean not fully, but I also don’t have any complaints.

Have you ever been labeled negatively or otherwise been called something extremely derogatory?  I’ve been called a bitch by this girl that was just a terror to be classmates with back in middle school. She was known to a big war freak and had her fair share of behavioral/anger issues, so it didn’t really affect me once I knew I was her next target. I didn’t encounter her again until college when we ended up attending the same university, and she’s changed a lot for the better.

Have you ever seriously taken advantage of someone or been taken advantage of?  The former, no. Yes to the latter.

Have you ever been seriously ill?  My fever last year really felt like the end of me lmao, so I guess yeah. 

Have you ever befriended a former enemy?  She wasn’t an enemy per se, but I just found myself immensely irritated by Sofie during our first few meetings; but then she ended up being one of my best friends for a time

If you’re not religious, would you ever pray as a last resort? If you are religious, do you often pray for other people?  I did in the past. I wouldn’t do so these days.

Have you ever dated someone, then after you dated they came out of the closet or switched (for lack of a better word) sexual orientation?  That hasn’t happened to me.

Has a boy/girl ever walked a ridiculous distance just to see you? How about vice versa?  I think once? My ex was brewing a surprise for me for Valentine’s Day last year and to cut the long story short, she essentially walked a crazy long distance in my school to make the surprise a success. My university is huge and even I prefer to take my car whenever I have to go from one building to another, so I definitely saw the effort she had put in.

When was the last time you felt really uncomfortable?  Right now. It’s really humid and my electric fan isn’t really doing anything to curb the heat :/

Is there anything that your mom is really known for as to how she is as a person?  She is very uptight.

Who have you been talking to the most today?  My co-workers, albeit virtually.

Are you nosy?  Nah. I won’t really press and will wait for people to open up.

What’s the meanest thing you have done to a friend?  I don’t do mean things to my friends.

If your ex called you crying, what would it most likely be about?  Fuck if I know. Her pride is way up in the sky for her to do something like this.

Who was the best kisser out of all the people you have kissed?  I’ve only kissed one person.

Have you ever been told that you have an annoying laugh?  I don’t think so. It would be etched in my head if I was ever told this.

[mssjynx]

Hi! I’ve been reading a bunch of your stuff lately and was wondering if i could request #24 (nsfw) with either Ohmcat, Ohmtoonz, Minicat, or Daithi de Wildcat

alpha / beta / omega au

daithi de wildcat drabble

24. You keep glaring at me and I have to confront you about it.

warning: nsfw

a/n; this is my first smut for ddw!!! i dont know how im writing them!! i dont know if this worked!!! be honest and let me know what you think :) 

hope you enjoy! i hope they were both in character

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The party was shit. The alcohol wasn’t good and the food tasted bland. The smell of weed and cigarette smoke polluted every corner of the house and Tyler really did just want to go home. He was buzzed on shitty vodka, having thrown back a few shots with Marcel before the alpha had gotten caught up dancing with Scott. 

Now Tyler was sat on the couch with a beta whose name he didn’t remember practically sitting on him and chattering away in his ear. He could barely listen though she didn’t seem discouraged. He could guess she was high off her mind and, honestly, he was glad that at least she was enjoying the night. 

Bored, as he had been for the past hour, he cast his attention around the room, snorting to himself when he noticed a very drunk Brian swinging a very sober Brock around in a hazardous dance. When he flicked his attention over his shoulder, he met bright blue eyes with surprise, not expecting to find them staring right back at him. 

What only furthered Tyler’s confusion was the anger hiding in that glare. Daithi had his arms folded, eyes sharp and irritated as he glared Tyler down for a few more seconds before turning back to Anthony and Evan. The beta didn’t look back at Tyler, but the American could see he was still angry, foot tapping on the floorboards and fingers clenched in fists at his sides. 

What he had done to deserve such anger, he could only wonder, and he settled back into the couch. Ten minutes later, as the girl he sat with pulled him to his feet and tugged him towards the dancefloor, he noticed Daithi again, brows furrowed and a displeased frown twisting his mouth. He kept Tyler’s eyes for only a minute before turning away and Tyler couldn’t help his own irritation flaring. He hadn’t done anything to piss Daithi off, he didn’t deserve to be a target of the Irishman’s anger at all.

With a determination to fix this problem, the alpha placed a hand on the girl’s back and dipped to speak into her ear as he pointed to the dancefloor. Ryan looked extremely out of place where he swayed, not one for the centre of attention or drinking or dancing. “Go dance with him, I gotta sort something out,” he explained and was relieved when she clapped her hands with a giggle.

Placing a kiss on his cheek, she pranced off in the direction of the omega and Tyler laughed to himself as the nervous man got an armful of a pretty high beta. Lingering to watch for only a moment before he swung his head around, he met those icy eyes and this time, locked them down. 

“What’s got you lookin’ so pissed?” he demanded as he stalked up to the Irishman. It was mildly dissatisfying when he found that the both of them were pretty much the same height and there was no intimidation or reluctance in those bright eyes. 

Still, nothing infuriated him more than the way Daithi folded his arms over his chest and turned his head away. “Nuthin’,” he snapped, voice thick with his accent; a giveaway that the beta had had his own fair share of alcohol that night. 

“You’ve always been a shit liar,” he responded, falling back against the wall to stand beside his friend. “What’s wrong?” He wasn’t a sensitive guy, anyone who knew him knew that. 

“‘M fine,” he replied and Tyler rolled his eyes. 

“Yeah, yeah, and I’m dating the Queen,” he snarked back, huffing a sigh and grimacing at the fresh scent of weed. “It smells like shit in here.” Daithi let out a hoarse laugh, nodding in agreement. Then, with the sudden need to pee, he pushed off the wall. “I’m going upstairs,” he declared and stepped over to the doorway. When he heard no movement behind him, he turned back and frowned at where Daithi still leaned against the wall. “You comin’?” 

Surprise rose those thick brows before he was pushing off the wall and following Tyler out into the hall and to the staircase. 

“Where’re we goin’?” Daithi slurred and Tyler snickered when he stumbled on the stairs. “Fock off,” was the quiet snap he received. 

“Need to piss,” Tyler explained. “Do you wanna stay down there?” He turned as he asked the question, meeting Daithi’s glance. At the short shake of his head, he smiled and felt a tickle of relief in his chest when the beta returned the grin. “Exactly.” 

They popped each door open, dawdling their way down the hall until they came across the nice clean bathroom. Daithi shuffled to the mirror, frowning at his reflection as Tyler turned to the toilet and flicked the lid up. In silence, they relieved themselves, switching places and rinsing their mouths out in the sink. 

“So what was ‘er name?” Daithi asked as they stepped into the bedroom beside the bathroom. Bland; Tyler assumed it was a guest room. 

Tyler flopped down onto the bed and sighed happily. “Who?” he asked, brain feeling fuzzy from the few drinks that were still coursing through his body. 

“T’e girl you were with,” he said, and Tyler turned to where his friend sat on the desk chair. He didn’t meet Tyler’s eyes and confusion flickered through the alpha’s thoughts. 

The girl. On the couch, stunk of weed, chattering in his ear. He snickered, reliving the image of Ryan awkwardly catching the girl as she tried to spin into his arms. “Don’t remember,” he admitted as he yawned. “She was probably too high to tell me.” 

All Daithi replied with was a short, “Hmph,” as he continued to spin around on the chair. 

Tyler flopped onto his side instead, watching his friend spin, kicking the carpet to push him around. “What, you think she was cute or somethin’? What’s got your panties in a twist?” he asked and Daithi only glanced at him for a moment before he was turning his attention to the ceiling. 

“No,” the Irishman declared. “She looked annoying.” 

“Oh?” Tyler muttered, frowning at both the Irishman and himself. What else could have pissed the Irishman off? In his drunken state, it really was too difficult for him to consider it and he gave away a huff of defeat. “Why’re you pissed then?” he asked straight up and frowned further when Daithi didn’t meet his eyes at all. 

“I told ye, I ain’t pissed,” the Irishman snapped, but the anger could be heard in his defensiveness and without the stench of weed around them, Tyler could scent the irritation. “I couldn’ care less about who ye take a fancy to,” he continued, stopping the chair and glaring at the wall. 

For a long few minutes, the two remained in their silence as Tyler turned those words over in his brain a few times. “I couldn’ care less about who ye take a fancy to.” Why did Daithi sound like he was lying through his teeth? But why would Daithi actually care about who Tyler took interest in if he wasn’t telling the truth?

It felt too silly to think about for the drunk alpha and a laugh bubbled out of his throat. “You jealous or some shit?” he laughed, cracking a grin as he met Daithi’s eyes. “You wanna come sit on my lap?” The words were teasing as he giggled but no smile pulled at the beta’s mouth. He gave the alpha a pointed glare before turning to face the blank computer screen on the desk behind him. 

Tyler’s grin fell. 

“I was kidding,” he said. “What, do you actually like me or some shit?” 

Perhaps being blunt wasn’t exactly the right route to take while handling this as Daithi’s shoulders tensed. “Fock off, I don’t,” he spat and Tyler couldn’t ignore the uptick of his heartbeat if he tried. 

He gaped at the back of the beta’s head, eyes wide and mouth agape. Daithi was actually jealous of that girl? He wanted to be the one cuddled up to Tyler, flirting and taunting? Did he want to kiss Tyler? Did Tyler want to kiss Daithi?

He couldn’t help flicking his tongue out to lick his lips at the thought, his stomach flipping in a weird way. The immediate “no way” didn’t come to mind like he thought it would and the drunk haze that occupied his mind made it seem far less of an internal crisis as it should have been. He simply pushed himself to sit upright and exhaled. 

“Daithi, c’mere,” he said, running his fingers through his hair. 

Slowly, the beta turned and glanced over his shoulder. He wore a suspicious look in his eye and didn’t turn the chair as he glared. “Why?” he demanded and Tyler snorted.

He lifted a hand and beckoned at the Irishman. “Come on, fuckhead. C’mere,” he repeated and smiled at the sigh that the beta released. He swivelled himself around and slowly wheeled himself to the bedside. 

“Whot?” he asked, brows still furrowed. 

Closer, it was easier to see the pink that flushed Daithi’s face, the guarded look in his eye. His eyes were less blurry and the nerves on Daithi’s face only made the beta look cuter (in a weird, unusual way). 

Without thinking into it, he let the weird urge that flipped his stomach and buzzed his nerves take over. He reached up, not too fast as to scare Daithi off, but quick enough that he was able to catch a hold of the beta’s shirt before he could back off. 

Letting the contact linger between them for a moment, just to make sure the beta wasn’t going to freak out on him, he then pulled Daithi forward, sitting up in preparation. 

“Nogla,” he scolded when the beta leant back slightly. “Get your ass-” 

With a grunt, the beta pushed off the chair and clambered onto the mattress, situating himself above the alpha’s lap. Close. A hand on Tyler’s shoulder. His own hand on Daithi’s thigh. He felt the world spin around them and all he needed was to catch the flash of uncertainty in those pretty blue eyes before he made a decision. 

He yanked at his shirt, yanking him close, and flinched when Daithi’s lips crushed against his. The dull pain of contact didn’t linger though as Tyler caught the Irishman’s jaw and fit their mouths together properly. 

And honestly, it was weird. Daithi’s lips were chapped, he was big and clumsy on Tyler’s lap and he seemed uncertain with every touch. But Tyler could feel the fire beneath the beta’s skin and the craving to break it free was overpowering. He pulled back, watching Daithi blink dazedly. 

“Daithi, kiss me,” he commanded. “Properly.” 

Then he pulled Daithi down to sit on him and sealed their mouths together once again. Two seconds. Slight adjustments. Daithi’s hands tightened on his shoulders and his mouth melted against Tyler’s in a way that had heat and excitement erupting in his lower belly. Their mouths moved together with a lack of experience, but from fleeting kisses Tyler had shared in the past with girls he’d met in clubs or out on dates, he knew well enough to lead Daithi on. 

With warm cheeks, he licked lightly at the beta’s top lip and couldn’t stop himself from moaning when Daithi arched his hips forward in response. Fuck, was all the alpha could think as the seam of Daithi’s lips parted and before Tyler could comprehend any of it, Daithi was sucking lightly on his tongue and sighing into his mouth. 

He arched his own hips up, only a subtle motion to grind his arousal up against Daithi’s, but the action only reminded him how many boundaries lay between them. His hands slid around to the underside of Daithi’s thighs, slipping up to his butt which he squeezed out of curiosity. 

The breathless moan Daithi pressed into his mouth was far too erotic and something primal took control of Tyler as he locked up. Holding Daithi against him, he rolled to the side and pressed the beta down into the mattress. Hips caught between Daithi’s legs, mouth still locked on the beta’s, he growled and nipped at the beta’s bottom lip. 

“Fuck,” Daithi breathed as they drew back for air, but Tyler didn’t wait for a critique, diving back in and licking into Daithi’s mouth. He braced himself on one arm, his other holding the beta’s thigh upright to give him more space between Daithi’s legs. Everything felt right when he rocked his hips down, grinding his arousal into the Irishman’s heat and gripping his thigh hard enough to bruise. 

When the beta could no longer breathe, he tipped his head back and Tyler didn’t chase his mouth despite how much he craved to. He let Daithi breathe and instead lost all of his focus to the expanse of pale skin revealed before him. Another grind of the hips, a breathless whine from Daithi; he dropped his head to the slope of the beta’s neck and locked his lips onto the skin. 

“Oh hell,” Daithi murmured, hand sliding up the back of Tyler’s neck to grasp his hair as the alpha began sucking hard, deliberate marks into the beta’s throat. His hips didn’t stop their grinding as he rocked his arousal against Daithi, dragging as many different sounds from the beta as he could. The pleasure surrounded them in a hazy, stinking up the room so much better than the weed downstairs. 

Tyler forgot all about the party. He forgot all about the girl. 

All he had space for in his mind was Daithi’s body beneath him and the heat that seemed to devour them. “Tyler, ye’re gonna leave a mark,” Daithi groaned as Tyler bit as skin he’d been teasing with his tongue. The alpha only grinned, sucking it between his teeth and lavishing it with his tongue. “Fock-” The beta’s gasping curses were the best encouragement Tyler could receive as he worked his way down Daithi’s throat. 

It wasn’t long before the need and the heat was getting to his head and he was bucking his hips down to meet Daithi’s grinds, putting torturously not-enough pressure on either of their arousals. 

The second thin fingers started grabbing at Tyler’s shirt, he pulled up off the beta and yanked his shirt up over his head. By the time he’d wrestled his belt off and shoved his jeans and boxers down his thighs, Daithi was on his back, jeans on the floor and shirt thrown behind him. His cock was swollen, bent up to rest against his stomach where it leaked precum. 

Tyler felt his mouth watering as the fresh scent of arousal and Daithi filled his nose. “Fuck, you smell amazing,” he couldn’t help but growl, taking Daithi in his hand and sliding his fingers over his length. 

He watched as Daithi’s eyelashes fluttered, eyes rolling back as he fell to the mattress. He didn’t seem strong enough to hold himself up as his thighs shook where they bent either side of Tyler’s hips. Pressing in to occupy that space again, Tyler was glad for his large hands as he slid his own cock alongside Nogla’s and took both of them in his hand. 

Immediately, Daithi was gasping, teeth burying in his bottom lip as he bucked up into the contact. “Yes, yeah, that’s good-” He choked on the words as Tyler flicked his wrist. The burn was a little much without lubrication and he hummed in thought for a moment. Without a care for modesty, he spat into his palm before smearing the little beads of precum leaking from their arousals down their cocks. 

It wasn’t perfect, but it’d do, he decided as he dipped down and caught Daithi’s bottom lip between his teeth. Settling over him, he flicked his wrist again and felt the beta’s pleasured sigh wash over his mouth. 

“Fuck,” he murmured, before slipping his tongue into Tyler’s mouth as the alpha jerked them both off. It was impossible to keep his hips still as the cold touch of his hand drove pleasure through the both of them. Daithi’s hips stuttered with every pump and Tyler could hardly stop the moans and growls that threatened his throat. 

He kissed Daithi deeply, rolling his hips and moving his hand hard and fast. His own climax was tense in his guts and he could feel the taut muscles of Daithi’s thighs growing tighter around his waist as the beta sought out his end also. 

“Fuck, Tyler- Don’t- Don’t stop,” the beta whimpered, mouth and body pliant as Tyler kissed him and ground against him. 

His only response was a somewhat animalistic growl as he thrust his hips forward and slid his thumb and finger along the very sensitive skin beneath the tip of their cocks. Daithi spilled first, bucked up and moaning into Tyler’s mouth as the alpha chased his own release and came onto the beta’s stomach. 

Every tense muscle in his body released and he made an effort to at least flop to the mattress beside Daithi instead of outright squashing him down into the mattress. But almost instantly, the beta was curling into him and pressing his red face into the alpha’s neck. 

Tyler couldn’t help his flustered blush as they both lay together panting. 

“Holy fock,” was all Daithi managed to say and when he managed to draw himself back and meet Tyler’s eyes, there was no mistaking the little glimmer of happiness and pleasure that hid there. Tyler only scoffed, reaching up for the beta’s bruised neck and pulling him forward into a kiss. 

It was softer; modest and sweet as they enjoyed the laziness of the moment and the bass of the music from the floor below. By the time they pulled away, Tyler was feeling light-headed and Daithi was grinning widely. 

“Wanna come home with me?” the alpha asked and Daithi’s grin was enough of an answer that he could ask for. 

And if in the cab home, Tyler had to kiss Daithi to keep him quiet while he worked his hand into the beta’s pants, then no one but he and Daithi needed to know about it. 

[imaginedanganronpa]

Uh I don’t know if this is how you request but - how about headcanons for Ouma x the Ultimate Hacker who pretends to be the Ultimate Lucky Student? Maybe he finds out by sneaking into her lab? lol

Yes, this is how you Request, don’t worry! :) And I really enjoyed writing this one, I hope you like it!

Ouma Kokichi x The Ultimate Hacker Who Pretends To Be The Ultimate Lucky Student!

Youweren’t sure how you found yourself in this Killing Game – most of your memories werewiped and you found it difficult to wrap your head around this extreme situation. Theonly thing you could remember was your talent.

You told the others that you were the Ultimate Lucky Student, but that was alie. Honestly, you weren’t sure how they would handle knowing your real talent or how much of a target it made you - perhaps it would make you seem suspicious or untrustworthy.

Although you weren’t going to be quick to admit it, you were terrified of this situation and wanted to survive at almost any cost, so lying about your talent was just the paranoia setting in, a defense mechanism.

“My name is (Y/N), and I’m the Ultimate Lucky Student. I’m… pretty average, Iguess. I’m not sure if luck counts as a talent.” While you were boldface lying to your peers, they all seemed to believe you. It wasn’t uncommon to have an Ultimate Lucky Student in the class, after all.

Well, almost everyone seem convinced, except for a peculiar purple-haired boy standing towards the corner. He side-eyedyou suspiciously, a bit of a twisted grin forming on his lips. It sent chills down your spine because, while you were the top Hacker in the country and could break into computers and software with no problem, you weren’t nearly as skilled with reading people.

After the Killing Game commenced, the boy, who introduced himself as Ouma Kokichi, approached you.

“Are you really the Ultimate Lucky Student?” He chimes in a childlike tone, his eyes twinkling a bit. You narrow your eyes at him: could he see through you already? Defensively, you hiss, “Why should I tell you?” 

That unsettling smile returned on his face and he held his finger to his lips menacingly, “I’m goodat telling when other people are lying,” he says blankly and coldly.

Your eyes widened, but only for a moment. You had to stand your ground. “In that case, yes, I am the Ultimate Lucky Student! I got into Hope’s Peak by a random lottery draw. I may not be as talented as everyone else here, but that doesn’t make me a liar.”

Your defensiveness seemed to catch him off-guard, as if Ouma wasn’t expecting that fire inside you. With that, he wordlessly slinks away and starts heading towards the other room, waving at you as he walked backwards.

For the next several days, you keep a close eye on him.

No one else was really a threat, except for maybe Maki. She was a bit cold and distant, so you stay away from her. Kiibo also wasn’t really a threat, but you wondered if there was any way you could hack into his systems and use him to your own advantage.

But none of them compared to Ouma. You couldn’t seem to get him out of your head. You constantly replay your first meeting and the look in his eyes, but what was this feeling? Why couldn’t you contain yourself whenever he was near? It drives you crazy.

The first few days were harsh - and having just solved the first murder and watched one of your classmates get violently executed, those of you who remained were feeling a bit defeated. You were tired and just wanted to lock yourself in your room, but that’s simply not like you.

The next morning, Monokuma made an announcement: something about your very own Research Labs opening up. Curiously, you ponder what he could mean by this. Research Lab? For each and every one of you? You grow worried once you realize that they are tailored to each Ultimate in hopes of honing in on your talents.

Ironically, yours was one of the first ones to open up. You wondered if this was the Mastermind’s sick plan to reveal your true talent to the others; your paranoia gets the best of you and you refuse to let anyone else into your Lab, locking it and keeping the key hidden.

Ouma started circling you like a shark. “Oh, why can’t we go in~? Are you hiding something, (Y/N)?”

Pressing your back firmly against the door, you shake your head. “N-no, I’m just not comfortable with everyone else going inside yet.” That wasn’t a total lie but at times you feel as though you’re digging a hole for yourself and making it too obvious.

Clearly, Ouma isn’t going to let that go so easily. But how was he supposed to sneak in, especially if you continue guarding it? You’re hiding something, he just knew it, and he had to get to the bottom of it.

You aren’t sure when exactly he managed to sneak into your Lab or how; all you know is that he suddenly cornered you right before Night Time by banging on your door and forcing himself into your room. Although you tried shoving him back out, Ouma was far too strong and slipped inside with a smug grin.

His words caused you to feel sick. “I knew you weren’t who you said you were… isn’t that right… Ultimate Hacker?”

Your eyes turn into round saucers as you freeze in place and clench your fists. “What did you just say?” You growl through gritted teeth, causing Ouma’s smile to twist into something more sinister once again.

“Well, I knew you couldn’t stay in your Lab forever, so… I just broke in when you weren’t there, no big deal!” He waves his hands dramatically with a shit-eating smile plastered on his face, “I was just so curious what the Ultimate Lucky Student’s Lab looked like, because that’s not much of a talent. Imagine my surprise when I found out that (Y/N) was lying! It wasn’t hard to figure out what your real talent was… Hacker!”

He continued with the berating, causing your stomach to flip into knots. You felt as if you were going to collapse and had to take a seat on the end of your bed. Ouma continues, leaning forward and now towering over you as you rest your head in your hands with frustration.

“Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone, but I am wary of you. You’re not the Mastermind, right?” That’s what causes you to blow up and you jump to your feet defensively. You couldn’t believe that he actually thought you were responsible for this! “Hell no! I just didn’t want to seem suspicious!”

Then, Ouma places a finger under your chin and lifts it gently. “Well, I’m going to be honest with you, (Y/N). I’ve always liked you, more than anyone else here. My organization, DICE, could use a Hacker like you… what do you say?”

A blush appeared on your cheeks as your mind races, wondering what that could possibly mean. Was he really trying to recruit you? “We just have to survive this together,” he continues. 

Ouma wasn’t a trustworthy person and it was hard to differentiate between when he was being serious and when he was joking. So why was your heart beating so fast?

He starts closing the gap between you but pauses just before your lips touch and you can feel his breath against your skin. The tip of his nose was just barely skimming against yours and his eyes were mere inches away. “Join me,” he emphasizes once more, his charm and persuasion caused your face to grow hot.

Suddenly, Ouma breaks the contact and takes a large step back, holding his hands behind his head again but still staring at you lustfully. “I do like you, even more now that I know you have a useful talent!”

All you could do was stand there in unbelievable silence, not able to comprehend everything that just happened.

As the short boy started to make his way towards the door, he glances back over his shoulder and flashes another quirky smile at you. “And don’t worry, your secret is safe with me~!”

- Mod Rantaro

[buckyspetpsychopath]

Together at last

Words:2087 Reece Bibby x reader (smut) New Hope Club

It was way past midnight and I had just landed in San Diego, I collect my bags and go to the front of the airport while I call Sabrina. 

“hey, I’ve just landed. I can make my own way to the hotel” I say.  “Ok, are you sure? we can pick you up?”  “No its fine, you have a show, go asleep. I’ll see you tomorrow” “Ok fine, love you babe” “love you to” I chirp hanging up. I hail a cab and soon enough I’m laying in bed at the hotel, I don’t even get changed I go straight to sleep. 

I wake in the morning to a knock on my door, I open it and am immediately attacked by a hug.  “Morning” Sabrina squeals. “you nervous to see Reece?” she asks.  “Extremely, but I’m excited. I haven’t seen him in over two months. We speak on the phone, face time and text constantly but it’s different. When I finished touring he had to leave straight away for this one. We usually have a break in between but we didn’t this time” I pout.  “Sorry” she laughs and I do too. “I’ve got to say though, you two are goals.”she smiles and I blush, especially when my phone vibrates indicating a face time call from Reece. “speak of the devil” she smirks. I laugh and make a shushing gesture before answering the call. 

“hey princess” he grins, he’s tucked up in his bunk shirtless resting on his arm. Sabrina leans over my phone to see him but stays out of shot.  “Hey handsome, you just wake up?” I grin. He nods cutely rubbing his eyes. “You look cute” I say scrunching up my nose.  “You’re cute always” he mumbles sending me an adorable smirk. He goes silent for a minute before looking directly at me “I miss you” he mutters.  “I miss you too” I frown.  “can’t you come here for a few days?” he pleads.  “You know I can’t, we talked about this” I sigh pretending to look sad.  “I just want to cuddle, and kiss you and hear you laugh. Especially, while everyone on the bus has gone for breakfast and I’m all alone,  trying to deal with this” he says flipping the camera to show a tight bulge in his boxers. Usually it wouldn’t faze me but I know full well that Sabrina saw it. I take a sly glance at her so Reece doesn’t notice and she’s blushing with her eyes wide. She stands from the bed quickly and hurries out.  “Baby no!”I squeal, he flips the camera back to his smirking face.  “what? Am I persuading you to fly here yet?” he smirks.  “Maybe” I snort. “Look, Reece, I need to go get ready. I have an interview in a while, I’ll speak to you later I promise” I smile and he looks really sad.  “oh, ok. I’ll speak to you later.“ he sighs.  “Hey don’t be mad” I frown.  “I’m not mad I just want to see you” he huffs.  “Time will fly by gorgeous, I promise we’ll see each other soon. Bye” I say and go to hang up.  “wait!” he yells and I stop “I love you” he whispers.  “I love you too ” I say rolling my eyes and hanging up. 

I spend most of the day chillin, to be honest. I couldn’t go have a look around town in case anybody spotted me. When its time to leave, I choose an outfit packing it into a bag. I throw on comfy clothes and go. I sneak through security past the boys while the big security man blocks me from their sight He leads me to Sabrina’s dressing room and I thank him.  “You here as a surprise?” he laughs and I nod. “good luck” he chuckles walking away. I go in and start getting ready, doing my hair and makeup and eventually getting dressed. 

I listen to the boys and Alex on the stage and they’re great. Then it’s time for Sabrina. I was going to go out and do the last song with her. Waiting around is agonizing but its soon time for me to go out. We we’re going to film Reece’s reaction. 

“Now for my last song, I have a very special guest for you all and its actually a surprise for one of our opening acts” Sabrina says into the mic and the New Hope Club pop up on the screen behind her. They look very confused but as I walk out, waving to the fans I see their jaw drops and Reece covers his mouth. Sabrina and I finish the song and thank the fans. As we exit the stage holding hands the boys are standing there waiting. I break my hold with Sabrina and shuffle over to Reece in my heels. He wraps his arms around me, spinning me around. When he sets me back on the floor we kiss repeatedly. 

“You’re such a liar” he huffs holding my waist.  “I know, are you happy?” I giggle.  “extremely” he replies kissing me again. 

“Alright, alright. We haven’t saw her in ages too” Blake tuts pulling me away from Reece and into a bone crushing hug. I then hug George, thankfully I was really good friends with all the boys before Reece and I got together so its not awkward being just the girlfriend.  “How long are you here for?” George asks.  “However long you can put up with me.” I shrug.  “She’s staying on the bus with us” Ben pops his head in, I grin and go over to give him a bug hug. When we pull away her keeps one arm around my shoullders  “are you serious?!” Reeces eyes widen, I nod excitedly and he grins.  “I won’t bother your guy time” I tease.  “You’re basically one of us anyway” Blake smiles. “but less disgusting” I taunt and he swats my arm. Reece is just staring at me, almost as if he’s scared I’m going to disappear.  “Come on goofy, lets go” I laugh grabbing his hand.  “we’re going to head off to Seans (random made up friend), we won’t be home for a few hours” Ben says with a wink. Reece wraps his arms around my waist and squeezes. I blush and hide my face in his neck.  “Yeah we’re not going to come I don’t think” Reece says.  “Are you sure?” Blake says winking. My eyes widen and I pull Reece away out of embarrassment. 

We say bye to the boys and make our way out of the venue to the bus. We barely notice the fans waiting to see the band with our hands all over eachother. When we reach the bus I fiddle with the keys trying to find the right one and Reece is so impatient he starts kissing my neck. I finally unlock the door and we stumble in. We lock the door behind us before he picks me up having me wrap my legs around his waist. We start shedding clothes as we go, heading straight for the room at the end. By time we get there we’re both fully naked and he places me on the couch. He sits down and I straddle him. He quickly enters me and I gasp burying my head in his neck. 

“I missed you so much” he pants. I move up and down and the pleasure gets better and better.  “Fuck I missed you” I gasp holding onto his cheeks and smashing my lips onto his. Reece is holding onto my hips and gripping on quite tightly, though not hurting me. Eventually its all to much and we cum, I fall onto  his chest and he strokes through my hair.  “I’m so glad you’re here” he whispers.  “Me too. Its weird, being with you after so long. Especially doing what we just did, we haven’t done that in a long time” I blush. His chin rests on my head and I feel him smile  “I missed that too” I gasp and hit his stomach.  “don’t ruin the moment” I snap jokingly, he holds his handss up then puts his hands back on my body, one hands stroking my back and the other tracing shapes on my thigh. I start to fall asleep but he gently jolsts me.  “Come on princess, lets get you in bed, You can stay in my bunk instead of sleeping on the couch” he mumbles lifting me off him and redressing me in underwear then covers me with his t shirt and I root out a pair of bed shorts. He puts on his underwear and we brush our teeth, he helps me up and I collapse onto his bunk. 

“I’m just going to unlock the door, the boys are back” he informs me and I nod sleepily. I hear th door unlock and the boys getting  on the bus. Ben and Waddy go straight to sleep after brushing their teeth but the boys stay in the living room area and I hear them whispering. 

“Did you two have some alone time?” Blake whispers.  “yeah. It was amazing” Reece replies and I smile.  “You glad she’s here?” George asks and Reece hums.  “yeah its great, I really missed her, I didn’t think I’d ever be that attached to a girl but… You guys don’t mind her being on the bus?” he asks nervously and my eyes shoot open waiting on their reply.  “I mean we thought it was cool, being all boys on the bus. But we love y/n, she was our friend before she was your girlfriend… Maybe we need a girl around” Blake says and George hums in agreement. I sigh happily and fall back onto the pillow.  “On that note, I’m going to sleep.” Reece whispers and I hear them all hugging before he climbs into bed with me. Its a tight squeeze but I don’t mind because it means we have to be pressed against each other. He wraps an arm around my waist and tangles his legs with mine.  “You asleep baby?” he whispers and I stay silent. “oh, well I love you and I’m so so happy you’re here. The boys think I’m whipped. They missed you too you know. Night night beautiful” he whispers pressing a kiss to my hand and snuggling further into me. We fall asleep quickly in each others embrace. 

When I wake up in the morning it was really early due to my jetlag. Reece and I had swapped positios so as smoothly and quietly as I can I drop out of the bunk and throw tsome clothes on. I don’t feel the bus moving so that means we must be stopped. I head out and ask the driver if he wants breakfast then make my way to a little cafe, retrieving coffees and breakfast for the boys and I. When I get back the boys are all awake. Reece rushes over to me when I walk in.  “We didn’t now where you went” he panic. I laugh and set the food on the counter.  “Calm down, I just went to get breakfast” I laugh. He huffs and pushes me back against the counter dropping his head into my neck.  “Don’t do that, I really thought you had gone” he whispers. I sneak my hand under his shirt and rub his back  “I’m here, its all good” I smile. He kisses my forehead and we all tuck into the food. 

“You can come again, this is so nice” Waddy teases. We all laugh and I shrug. When we’re all done I collect the rubbish and put it in the bin. Ben tries tog et past and buzzes my hips on his way past and I wince. “oh sorry” he apologizes. “I don’t think it was you” I say lifting up my shirt. I blush furiously when I see 5 perfectly round finger sized bruises, each side of my stomach. The boys all crack up laughing. 

“Reece you absolute monster look what you did” Ben laughs. I glare at Reece and he shrugs. “proof that I enjoyed it” he smirks and the boys all ‘oooh’. “Watch yourself” I hiss poiting t him. He grins cheekily and pulls me down onto his lap rubbing one of mysides gently. “I’m sorry baby” he mutters. “its ok, I’m only joking” “I know, I’m still sorry” he nuzzles his head into my neck while we all discuss what we’re going to do with our day.  

[jaxonprcteus]

:-)

- ̗̀ FRATERNAL TWINS: ROGUE & ORION PROTEUS  ̖́-

                          “— here’s to the CRAZY ones.

                  the misfits. 

                                   the REBELS. 

                                                       the trouble makers…”

- ̗̀ ROGUE ALEXANDER PROTEUS  ̖́-

               “—mortal kings are ruling castles                          welcome to my world of FUN                                  liars settle into sockets                                           flip the  s w i t c h  and watch them RUN…”

NAME

「ROGUE」— english origin, means “dishonest, savage or unpredictable”

「ALEXANDER」— greek origin, means “defender of the people”

「PROTEUS」— derived from greek, usually means “first”. also the name of a prophetic god of the sea.

BIRTHDATE

「♏ SCORPIO, NOVEMBER 18」— scorpios are very deep, intense people, there is always more than meets the eye. they present a cool, detached and unemotional air to the world yet lying underneath is tremendous power, extreme strength, intense passion and a strong will and a persistent drive. scorpios have a very penetrative mind, do not be surprised if they ask questions, they are trying to delve deeper and figure things out and survey the situation. scorpios tend to dominate and control anyone that lets them, or anyone that they find weak. the person that a scorpio respects and holds close to them is treated with amazing kindness, loyalty and generosity. on the outside, a scorpio has great secretiveness and mystery. this magnetically draws people to them. they are known to be controlling and too ambitious but only because they need control for this makes them feel safe.

GENDER & SEXUALITY

「GENDER」 — non-binary, prefers he/him pronouns.

「SEXUALITY」 — bisexual, demiromantic.

APPEARANCE

「HAIR」— deep black hair color, longer at the top than on the sides with a bit of a disheveled look to it. has been the same since he was fifteen. goes reguarly to the hairdresser to keep it this way because he doesn’t like to change it.

「EYES」— grey (like jaxon’s) with inner blue/green rings.

「HEIGHT」— five feet eight inches.

PERSONALITY

「+」— loyal, determined, independent, clever & practical.

「–」— blunt, ominous, manipulative, reckless & secretive. 

some people might think that his personality doesn’t really fit his name, while others would say that there’s the possibility to find a picture of him right next to the word ‘rogue’ on the dictionary… the way he acts towards someone, solely depends on whether he likes them or not, and that’s pretty much all you need to know about him. if by any chance you encounter him on a good day and he takes a liking of you, then congratulations! consider yourself lucky, you have found an extremely loyal, adventurous, fun-loving friend. one word of advice, try to not do something that would offend him, it’s a known fact that those that try to wrong him have it even worse than those he doesn’t like at first because at least for those there might be hope to turn things around. 

if you’re one of the unlucky ones that had something he didn’t quite like, then my advice to you would be to find a way to make him like you. otherwise the rest of your life, as long as he’s around, will be filled with nothing but confusion and despair…. don’t worry though, at least you’re not one of the few stupid ones that tried to take advantage of him. those poor souls don’t know what’s coming from them and they’ll most likely never see it coming. my advice for them would be run because he won’t be the only one trying to do everything he can to make your life miserable, his brother will be right behind and despite how he looks like he is the one you should be scared of.

SPECIAL TALENTS

「MIND CONTROL」— for someone as manipulative as he is, the ability to control the mind of others came pretty much like a blessing. this power is without a doubt his favorite and you better believe he trains extremely hard to achieve the full extent of it. mind control is his main tool against those that simply do not clic with him or are against him. besides the actual manipulation of the mind his second favorite application would be truth inducement, it’s not only useful to find out someone’s true intentions but also as intel in many of his brother’s amazing plans.

「SHIFTING」— the ability to allow two or more people to teleport objects between themselves, teleport to each other, and/or merge into one being. a power shared with his brother. luckily (for everyone else) it’s still something they can’t really control. the amount of energy it takes for them to merge into one person is far too much and they’ve only lasted around 30 minutes, but you bet those were the most exciting thirty minutes of their lifes. they’re still training though and once they have it under control… hell might break loose. 

WHO THEY LIKE BETTER

he loves his parents to pieces, but carmen is truly the one that understand him best, from his personality to his thirst for fun and manipulating others. she’s the best one for tips and advices whenever he wants to get back at someone. jaxon supports him most of the time and they have a good relationship, but they’re too different. rogue doesn’t really understand how his father can be so kind and only see the good in people either, there was a time in which he wanted to be just like him but now he knows it’s simply not in his nature. he’s more of a riddle than a proteus.

WHO THEY TAKE AFTER MORE

carmen is the one he takes after more, he could easily be the male version of her. he does have a few traits from jaxon but they’re not as noticeable. his love for music would be one, and they often bond over it.

FACE CLAIM

Song Mino (aka Winner’s Mino)

- ̗̀ORION KAIROS PROTEUS  ̖́-

                   “—   ALL the other kids with the pumped up kicks

                                          you better run 

                                                    better run

                                                             FASTER than my bullet…”

NAME

「ORION」 — greek origin, means “dweller on the mountains”, a hunter in greek mythlofy. also the name of a constellation of stars.

「KAIROS」 — greek origin, means “right or opportune moment.”

「PROTEUS」 — derived from greek, usually means “first”. also the name of a prophetic god of the sea.

BIRTHDATE

「♏ SCORPIO, NOVEMBER 18」— scorpios are very deep, intense people, there is always more than meets the eye. they present a cool, detached and unemotional air to the world yet lying underneath is tremendous power, extreme strength, intense passion and a strong will and a persistent drive. scorpios have a very penetrative mind, do not be surprised if they ask questions, they are trying to delve deeper and figure things out and survey the situation. scorpios tend to dominate and control anyone that lets them, or anyone that they find weak. the person that a scorpio respects and holds close to them is treated with amazing kindness, loyalty and generosity. on the outside, a scorpio has great secretiveness and mystery. this magnetically draws people to them. they are known to be controlling and too ambitious but only because they need control for this makes them feel safe.

GENDER & SEXUALITY

「GENDER」 — cis male.

「SEXUALITY」 — demisexual, aromantic.

APPEARANCE

「HAIR」— it’s naturally wavy and black, he used to keep it a bit longer than his brother’s; with bangs that covered his eyes and parted at the middle. also with a disheveled style. but since he dyed his hair for the first time, he nevers keeps the same color or style for more than two months. he likes to experiment and change his image a lot.

「EYES」— naturally, grey (like jaxon’s) with inner blue/green rings. but he usually wears colored contacts to complement his look of the day.

「HEIGHT」— five feet eight inches.

PERSONALITY

「+」— strategic, loyal, honest, dedicated & determined.

「–」— dramatic, cynical, manipulative, sadistic & short-tempered.

at first sight you might think he’s the quiet and defenseless one, but don’t be fooled and don’t underestimate him or you’ll be in for a world of terror. he is quiet and introverted in nature, but it only means he has enough time to observe and truly analyze people until he finds their weak spots. orion doesn’t really act unless provoked, the problem is that it’s extremely easy to do it, so being around him is like walking on eggshells, one wrong move… and you’ve got yourself a free one-way ticket to your worst nightmare.

orion is definitely the brain of the group. not only is he brilliant at coming up with plans in times of boredom, the theatrics, the details and everything else make it so that his schemes are perfect in every single aspect you could possibly imagine. this only means bad news for anyone gullible enough to believe they can get advantage of him. it might take a while for payback to come, but it’s only because he pays attention to every single detail and likes to have enough information (coming from his brother or by his own means) to destroy you in the worst way possible and make you regret judging a book by its cover.

SPECIAL TALENTS

「NIGHTMARE EMBODIMENT」— the ability to become the physical manifestation of nightmares. truly, the best power he could ever ask for. not only are his victims completely defenseless in their dreams, he’s nearly omnipotent. which is, if you ask him, the way it’s supposed to be.

「SHIFTING」— the ability to allow two or more people to teleport objects between themselves, teleport to each other, and/or merge into one being. a power shared with his brother. luckily (for everyone else) it’s still something they can’t really control. the amount of energy it takes for them to merge into one person is far too much and they’ve only lasted around 30 minutes, but you bet those were the most exciting thirty minutes of their lifes. they’re still training though and once they have it under control… hell might break loose.

WHO THEY LIKE BETTER

it might come as a shocker but despite loving both of his parents. he prefers spending time with jaxon. the thing is that, both him and his mother have a bad temper and not enough patience so they often clash and at least with his family. orion doesn’t want to have any sort of confrontation. his dad is way easier to get along with, his kind, calm and amiable persona is like a breath of fresh air for someone that rejoices in solitude. besides, they both have a deep pasion for music, theater and space so they can’t help but bond over it.

WHO THEY TAKE AFTER MORE

just like his brother, it’s carmen he takes after more. but he has a bit more of jaxon in him than rogue; definitely still more of a riddle than a proteus though.

FACE CLAIM

Kwon Jiyong (aka G-Dragon)

HEADCANONS

no one really knows how carmen and jaxon came to be together. literally no one, not even them. all they can remember is a bar, and carmen challenging jaxon to outdrink her and next thing they know they woke up naked on a bed together.

it took jaxon a while to find out that the drunk night they spent together wouldn’t go away that easily. with the news of pregnancy he promised he’d take full resposability for his actions, and that’s exactly what he did.

they’re not really a couple, they’re not married and they both agreed they can see other people if they wish as long as they still come back home and take care of their kids.

having twins came as a surprise, but upon finding out they agreed that each one would name one of their kids.which one named each is pretty obvious.

at first they thought living together as a family, wouldn’t really work. considering how different jaxon and carmen are but after a rocky period they could finally work with their differences and it’s surprisingly a happy household.

living together managed to bring them closer. it’s true they don’t have romantic feelings for the other, and it’s not what any of them dreamed of. but it works, and they do care for one another in different ways. they support eachother as much as they possibly can. and they’re truly happy with how things turned out.

with the twins growing up and displaying more similarities with carmen than jaxon. all he could do was gather as much strength as he could, because he was going in for a wild ride. 

they go to family trips together from time to time, alternating between wonderland and montressor. jaxon has been in carmen’s hometown more than ten times already and he’s managed to get lost and be absolutely terrified every single one of them. on the other hand, whenever they go to montressor is carmen the one out of her element and he’s the one having the time of his life. the twins are just there to have a good time. they both like each of their parent’s hometowns for different reasons.

[zucca101]

Friendship ending

A lot of people have had friends dump them because they either voted for Trump or don’t hate Trump enough.

And when they are forced to see that the friends they try to dump aren’t horrible people, they perform mental gymnastics to convince themselves that their former friends are horrible people.

The following is a long rant from one such friend of mine and my response. If you recognize who it is, I DEMAND you seek no reprisal from them. I am keeping them anonymous to protect their identity for just that reason.

... A leftist, really now. Ahaha, oh wow.

*Link to the post I made about Lincoln being shot by a Leftist*-Z

Yes, noted Confederate sympathizer and anti-abolitionist John Wilkes Booth. A leftist.I was already keeping you at a healthy arm's length while putting up a vague semblance of friendship for the sake of not rocking the boat on that one server we're in, but holy shit have you ever lost your damn marbles. I can't do this, lmaoI mean, you've got an impressive collection of bullshit on that blog of yours all around, but this? chef kissHonestly, on some level, you impress me. How someone can claim to be anti-establishment while sucking up to the establishment every possible way they can, how someone can claim to be "seeking truth" only to disregard all evidence that can't be traced back to some skeezy reactionary Facebook page or another delivered to you through the impermeable little bubble of right-wingers you've created for yourself along with the right wing side of mass media your purportedly loathe so much... tell me, just how much cognitive dissonance do you deal with on a daily basis?How does it feel to claim to be "pro life", or to claim that you care about others only to push for measures to restrict access to healthcare, or to vehemently yell against anything the government could do that would make it easier for people to come out of the vicious spiral of poverty?(edited)How does it feel to constantly pretend to care about minorities, but only ever use us as gotchas to other minorities that you've internally designated as universally bad in spite of any evidence to the contrary - not to mention, without ever listening to us if we tell you you did something wrong, instead cherry picking those of us willing enough to suck up to the establishment to tell you what you want to hear, so you never have to confront the idea you may have done something wrong?(edited)Hell, isn't that what they call "virtue signaling" in your circles?Beyond your dishonesty to others, ask yourself this: are you even honest to yourself? Aren't you robbing yourself of any kind of personal growth by doing all this? Are you really contributing anything positive to this world by constantly spreading unchecked factoids that instantly fall apart the moment you expose them to any actual scientific sources (you know, the ones people in your general political corner like to call "fake news"), or by spreading the idea that people in dire straits should just pull themselves up by their bootstraps?Or for that matter, by resisting any measure of change towards a fairer society and instead vocally gushing about the virtues of a system that, by its very nature, its very definition, its very -essence- is about fucking over who you can, and quietly plugging your ears to anything you hear about the many negative consequences it has for the world, or the people living in it?Come back to me once you've learned how to maintain a shred of integrity, I suppose. Maybe take some time to reflect on what it means to be a good person. I can't be friends with someone to whom I have to explain why they should care about other people.Goodbye.

This is my response:

In 1865 John Wilkes Booth, a Democrat, assassinated Abraham Lincoln, President of the United States.

In 1881 a left wing radical Democrat shot James Garfield, President of the United States who later died from the wound.

In 1963 Lee Harvey Oswald, a radical left wing socialist, assassinated John F. Kennedy, President of the United States.

In 1975 a left wing radical Democrat fired shots at Gerald Ford, President of the United States.

In 1983 John Hinckley, a registered Democrat, shot and wounded Ronald Reagan and paralyzed a member of his cabinet.

... In 1984 James Huberty, a disgruntled Democrat, shot and killed 22 people in a McDonalds restaurant in San Ysidro, CA.

In 1986 Patrick Sherril, a disgruntled Democrat, shot and killed 15 people in an Oklahoma post office.

In 1990 James Pough, a disgruntled Democrat, shot and killed 10 people at a GMAC office.

In 1991 George Hennard, a disgruntled Democrat, shot and killed 23 people in a Lubys cafeteria.

In 1995 James Daniel Simpson, a disgruntled Democrat, shot and killed 5 coworkers in a Texas laboratory.

In 1999 Larry Asbrook, a disgruntled Democrat, shot and killed 8 people at a church service.

In 2001 a left wing radical Democrat fired shots at the White House in a failed attempt to kill George W. Bush, President of the US.

In 2003 Douglas Williams, a disgruntled Democrat, shot and killed 7 people at a Lockheed Martin plant.

In 2007 Seung - Hui Cho, a registered Democrat, shot and killed 32 people in Virginia Tech.

In 2010 Jared Lee Loughner, a mentalliy ill registered Democrat, shot Rep. Gabrielle Giffords and killed 6 others.

In 2011 James Holmes, a registered Democrat, went into a movie theater and shot and killed 12 people.

In 2012 Andrew Engeldinger, a disgruntled Democrat, shot and killed 7 people in Minneapolis.

In 2013 Adam Lanza, a registered Democrat, shot and killed men, women, and children in the Sandy Hook school massacre.

Leftist? Maybe JWB was, maybe he wasn't. But a Democrat, he assuredly was. Perhaps I overreached in saying he was a Leftist, but I should clarify that when I say 'Leftist' I don't mean 'someone on the Left'. I mean someone who believes The Left is the ONLY way. The same way I draw distinction between Muslims and Islamists. Islamists want to push it on others. Muslims are the broadest defition of those who follow Islam.

And what establishment am I sucking up to....? I don't watch Fox with any kind of regularity. I get most of my facts from self-described 'classic liberals' whose hearts are on the Left, but their minds are more centrist. They have intellectual honesty. I listen to Gavin McInnis to blow off steam, Bill Whittle for the Right of Center take on news and Sargon for Left of Center.

I don't care for the mass media because while I suspected that they were liars and obfuscating before, to finally have iron-clad proof of it is extremely liberating.

And I CHALLENGE YOU to show me where I said that women should not have access to healthcare. Or even hinted at it. What, you think because I know Single Payer is garbage that will create a pile of corpses. I'm against healthcare for women? I've even said that my stance on abortions is that it should be between the woman and her doctor, not the woman, the government, the doctor, some pencil pushers and more. Just as my stance on same-sex marriage is that it should be between a couple and the church of their choice, not to make it legally compulsory and simply flip the oppression over rather than making it fair and equal of measure. And where abortions are concerned, the parental rights of the father are nonexistent. Now, in cases such as incest and rape (Which if you look at the stats, represent a small minority of abortions) still strongly urge the mother to consider life, but if she chooses abortion, while I find it extremely distasteful (The child DOES NOT HAVE A SAY IN THIS) I fully understand and sympathize with the decision.

As for helping people out of poverty, you know what's the BEST way out of poverty that ISN'T a government program?

A job. A simple job. And if the government creates conditions that *encourage* job growth, then you accomplish the same end without making people dependent on the governmnet.

That's not to say that there shouldn't be charity for people who TRULY cannot help themselves. That's a given. But when you extend the scope of those within the perview of the government to give money to to include people who CAN help themselves, then you create dependents. And it's not that they're bad or lazy people. They're taking the least complicated route. If you get more money for not working than you do for working, you'll take the one that affords you free time to spend with your family, friends or on your own pursuits.

Constantly pretend to.... universally bad...? WHAT....? Dude, don't even try that one. Blah-blah, anyone Right of Mao is racist, blah. Pardon my French, but go fly a frikken kite. In my tabletop gaming group, my friend Paul, 2nd Generation Japanese immigrant, is the most decent and kind man I've had the pleasure of knowing. He's a good dad to his kids and a good husband to his wife. My freind Zach is from a huge Filipino family and he's the best GM I've ever met, short of my oldest brother. John grew up in a Cadillac before his parents legally became citizens and came up to America from Mexico. These are guys I trust, literally, with my life. And none of us give a crap what the other looks like.

And I admit, for a while I was 100% not on board with Transsexualism. But since then I've come to stand that an adult who has spoken to a therapist and doctor, sorted out their feelings and decided after consideration that they wish to transition is completely fine by me. It doesn't hurt me or anyone else and if they've spoken to a therapist, then they're not setting themselves up for something regrettable. Now, trans-trenders, who want the status of being special and different, but don't want to go through the heartache and effort of making that transition, I call out for their bullshit, because not only are they full of shit, they're robbing REAL transsexuals of their credibility, their agency and their respect. And for some transsexuals to come out and say 'You don't have a right not to have sex with a transsexual', can't you see how that would rub some folk the wrong way?

Don't even try to talk to me about science, friend. I studied biology, agricultural science and psychology and I know a thing or two and when someone obfuscates or has nothing peer-reviewed, then I get suspicious. Again, I'd sorely love for you to point out where I was 'anti-science'.

And if you're suggesting that Socialism is your fluffy 'Fair Society' then I suggest you travel to Venezuala. I have a friend who lives there and the picture he paints is NOT a pretty one. How do you define a 'Fair society'? Because I define it as a society that rewards effort. You do a hard day's work, you make a fair wage and you work your way up the ladder. You can't try to take luck or privilege into account on EITHER Socialism or Capitalism, because there is no way to quantify the variable of luck and when you look at privelege, then it exists in the pipedream of Socialism too, because the people running it will ALWAYS BE BETTER OFF than the people who are not. That's simple human nature. The Great Wheel of Life as the Buddhists describe still exerts its effect on a Socialist state as much as a Capitalist. But unlike Socialism, at least in Capitalism you have, barring disability, the same shot as anyone else does to earn a good living.

I find it laughable that you sit there, where you are, and decry someone you know through occasional chats as either a good person or a not good person based on arbitrary variables.

See, the truth is that life is not as black and white as that. It's an exquisite composition of greys and other colors.

Sometimes life is good, sometimes life is not, but if you are free to self-determination (Something you DO NOT HAVE IN SOCIALISM) then you have a chance to better yourself. You DARE to accuse me of not caring about people out of one side of your mouth, while, with the other, propping up Socialism, which *DOES NOT CARE* about people to the point that a child is worthy of sacrifice due to SIMPLE INCONVENIENCE?! Sorry, but *fuck* that is the very cognative dissonance you accuse me of in plain and flagrant view.

I push myself to be a good person. I don't hurt people, I volunteer, I help the seniors at my church with many needs, I'm there for my friends and family and will drop what I'm doing to help, I treat everyone working retail with respect and actively try to make their day brighter, I don't care what color someone's skin is, I don't care if someone is disabled (My best friend back in Youth Bowling League and a better bowler than I, was a deaf boy named Arron), and I am generally considered to be very 'chill' in person and am so without chemical intervention. Does that make me a good person? I don't rightly know. I just do the best I can with what I've got. And I don't *dare* to assume that I have moral highground unless it's a truly clear-cut case. I've never killed, raped (Even though 3rd Wave Feminism insists that in every man there is a rapist that needs to be taught not to rape_) or stolen anything (Some shoplifting in my youth notwithstanding). In other words, I try to be a decent and polite person and let the world decide if I am or not a good person.

But what boggles my mind is that the line between good person and bad person is tied DIRECTLY to what side of the political spectrum they fall under. That is simplisticly childish. As is the 'Come back to me when you care about people' nonsense.

I will again wait for you to come to your senses and realize that life is not a cartoon with cartoonishly one-note people.

Genuinely warm regards,

-Zucca

[imaginedanganronpa]

NDRV3 Cast With Their Crush!

Hello! This is my first imagine, and I just began this blog! Requests are open! I’ll take headcanons, imagines, etc. Please feel free to request anything! Enjoy!~

Kaede Akamatsu

She's the type to slowly fall for someone, rather than immediately falling head over heels. She likes taking things slow. 

So, when she does develop a crush on you, it's very innocent at first. Glances across the room, her eyes following your movements, her writing your name in the corners of her music sheets in different fonts with a heart beside it.

She isn't so blatant about it; she never approaches you, and prefers for you to make the first move.

When you start a conversation, she'll blush and her voice will be quieter than normal, and she's gonna giggle a lot. She'll make it obvious that she likes you. 

Saihara Shuichi

He'll catch himself thinking about his crush often, before realizing that he cares for them. Though, he's intelligent and after daydreaming more than once, he puts two and two together.

He easily gets flustered and tries to walk up and speak to you, but he always chickens out and turns around.

You'd catch him once during his failed attempts to approach you and walk beside him, but he would avoid eye contact and speaking.

When he does decide to speak, he's the type to never know what to say to a crush, so he would inevitably say something without thinking. While walking, he'd slip up and call you cute, and then immediately bite his tongue.

Maki Harukawa

Crushes? What's that?

She doesn't get crushes often, and when she does, she wants to distance herself from that person.

It takes a lot to win her heart, so you're definitely something very special when she crushes on you.

She doesn't get flustered or nervous, so when you talk to her, she keeps a calm and collected face. She looks almost cold, until her cheeks turn bright pink without her control. She blushes a lot around someone she's attracted to.

She would play it off as if it never happened, holding her head down, but she'd eventually accept her feelings. When she does, she's quite loving.

Ouma Kokichi

Like Maki, he doesn't crush often. When he does, he likes to take out his frustration by teasing that person.

He socializes easily and can approach you, but he'd begin to poke fun at you in a playful way, rather than bullying.

He LOVES when his crushes can joke back, but if he happens to strike a nerve and upset you, he immediately feels awful. He keeps a smile but he's actually really angry at himself.

"(S/O)-Chan, wait...!"

He apologizes. He's more open about his feelings, despite being a known liar, and is very honest with his crushes. He will then tell you that he was only teasing you because he likes you, and that isn't a lie.

Himiko Yumeno

It'll hit her out of the blue one day. She'd be in a good mood, and then think about her crush randomly, for no reason. Her face drops and she begins blushing, and then she realizes that she really likes you.

From there on out, she tries really hard to impress you.

She's really outgoing at first, she'd call you over or approach you and show herself off, but then she'd start to get shy and back off.

"I'm making a fool out of myself, aren't I?"

With her crush, she flip flops between wanting to be their center of attention and wanting to run away from them and hide because she has trouble communicating her emotions to others, but either way, you think it's really cute.

Rantaro Amami

He'd catch himself admiring his crush more than anyone else, thinking of compliments in his head and dying to say them to you outloud. Though, when he goes to tell you, he can't.

He's more calm about it than most, and doesn't find himself blushing or getting flustered. Instead, he likes imagining scenarios in his head and playing out encounters with you.

When you're by yourself is when he would walk over and make his first move

He ALWAYS makes the first move, and is rather confident with his crushes.

He's smooth, and he would be able to make anything  compliment or a pick-up line.

Tenko Chabashira

She tends to embarrass herself.

She wants you to like her! She acts more giddy and happy-go-lucky with her crush, and pushes everyone else away in order to spend time with them.

She also tends to be more vibrant and outgoing, which leads to her doing something embarrassing. Though, she is prideful and doesn't let that get the best of her.

She'll also make jokes with her crush, sometimes shoving them when they make her laugh. She also forgets her own strength and sometimes shoves you a bit too hard.

Kiibo

He didn't even know robots could get crushes. Does he even know what a crush is?

So, he'd be a bit more airheaded and oblivious to this and be very straightforward with his feelings, showering you in compliments.

He'd also blush a lot and make a lot of random sounds and clicks, because he can't control himself. Kiibo would also do whatever it takes to spend as much time with his crush as possible, butting into their daily life and wishing to tag along wherever they went.

He didn't think anything about it, but he makes it very obvious that he's attracted to you. When he learns what crushing is, he apologizes and nearly crashes his system from embarrassment.

Miu Iruma

Her feelings are very all over the place. She catches feelings easily, but when she genuinely likes someone, she can't shake it.

Of course, she'd be loud and noisier around her crush than she already is, putting herself out there and shamelessly overwhelming them.

Contrary to popular belief, she wouldn't sexualize them a whole lot at first, because she's secretly afraid of scaring them off. She definitely has her thoughts, though.

Despite acting a bit more obnoxious around you, she just really wants to impress you. When she does get to be alone with you, though, she loses all fear and continuously slips pick up lines, both sexual and sweet, and goes in for the kill.

Kaito Momota

What the hell?

Completely caught of guard. What is he even supposed to do?!

All he knows, is he's extremely attracted to you, and he doesn't know how to go about this. He gets flustered very easily and can't contain himself.

Honestly, he'd probably force himself to walk up to you.

"Hell yeah, you got this. You can do this, you can talk to them. Just... walk up-"

He doesn't got this. Abort mission, abort mission!

He would freeze, and you'd have to say something to him to break him out of his daydreaming state. Then, he'd probably come right out with his feelings with zero hesitation, getting it over with, but also because he doesn't think. To say the least, he's very relieved when the feeling is mutual.

Angie Yonaga

She finds herself calling you all the cliche and sweet names she can think off, listing them all off like a shopping list, as if she had check boxes beside them.

Her feelings are very innocent and she's almost childlike with her crush. She knows she finds them attractive, and she isn't afraid to say so.

She'd also compare them to a work of art, or a God given gift.

Not only are her words affectionate, but she's very bubbly and likes to grab your arm and nuzzle her head into you like a kitten, and she's very obvious with her affection.

Korekiyo Shinguuji

He doesn't crush, ever. So, when he does, he just kind of sits there and says, "oh."

He doesn't approach his crush, and instead, admires them from a distance. Not in a creepy way, he's only fascinated by them.

Irregardless of gender pronouns, he always calls his crushes 'beautiful' and 'graceful.' He likes to make mental notes in his head of all of their quirks and movements.

If confronted about it, he shamelessly admits to his feelings. He keeps himself collected the whole time, never even blushing or getting nervous. He has no reason to be nervous around such a beautiful creature, and would rather admit to how he feels in order to get closer with them.

Kirumi Tojo

She's very picky about who she associates with.

Though, she would be very mature with her crushes. She's very accepting of her feelings. With that said, she likes to make the first move.

She puts others before herself, and her partners are at the top of that list, so she likes to invite her crushes to go to dinner with her.

The only time she ever gets nervous is right after she asks, but she's still able to relax. Though, when you accept, she breaks her calmness and begins to faintly smile, and she feels on top of the world.

Gonta Gokuhara

Like Angie, he acts almost childlike. He gets so interested in his crush, and he'll follow them and try to get as close as possible to them, wondering where they're going.

If he's caught, he denies all accusations of following and staring. His bright pink face gives away his lying, though.

He's very sweet when confronted and will play with his thumbs anxiously, speaking in third person and staring at the ground. He'll swear he never meant anything bad by his actions, he just doesn't know how to talk to you.

Just like always, he's a big sweetheart and a gentleman, and he'll then offer to help you carry your things and walk to your destination.

Tsumugi Shirogane

When she crushes on someone, her feelings stay the same for a LONG time.

She very easily fixates on her crushes, and she'll talk to herself at home, practicing everything she wants to say to them over and over again.

Though, she never has the guts to actually say any of them. So, she waits for them to make the first move.

She's also the type to 'accidentally' bump into you and spark a conversation that way.

In reality, she's very kind to her crushes and will put you on a throne, treating you as if you're the most wonderful thing to ever grace the Earth. This is because she's very passionate about her feelings.

Ryoma Hoshi

His crush is the only person able to make him laugh. That's his first sign that he's fallen for someone.

He isn't fond of getting close to anyone, but he makes the exception for you

His crush is the only person who he will act silly around, and be genuinely and thoughtlessly kind to. He is mature, but he likes to joke around with you.

Due to his calm nature, he'd be more likely to come right out with his emotions and just slip an, "Oh, by the way, I like you," and then carry on with normal conversation.

Thank you for reading!! - Mod Rantaro