#sorry if it was done alreDy

[azuries]

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[a4g]

[random-rabid-creature]

There is literally not a single way

[koiiiji]

Heyyy, What if reader is in the hummingbird crew and is in a secret relationship with joker

Can u make some Sfw and nsfw headcanon

sorry, i decided to do only sfw part because i didn’t really came up with the idea how to add nsfw part here ://

hope you’ll enjoy!!

warnings ; only my not proofed english erorrs.

joker saw you on league of streets before, for sure. he knew that you were from hummingbird crew and the fact that sangho choi had a request to sabbath to deal somehow with your crew.

he never liked that idea tho, in the first place because hummingbird had you and shelly, and joker could never compete with girls, it seemed unfair and unnatural for him.

but when he saw you leaving the changing room right after incident with missing drug from that guy in red glasses, and you clearly heard their conversation, wooin immediately bellowed to catch you and joker grabbed you by wrist and pulled your hand on the level of his eyes. that red glasses pice of shit immediately screamed that it was your team that stole "something" from him. your hart, in turn, has already sunk into your heels, and soul has left your body, a bunch of suspicious-looking guys were ready to tear you apart because of someones lost thing, while you and your team just tried to win cycling competition. joker didn’t immediately realize with what force he was squeezing your wrist, and when he looked from wooin to you, he felt as if his heart was pinched. he, being a huge guy, squeezed your hand so hard that there would definitely be a bruise... "a girl's hand.. so small" - he thought to himself and relaxed his grip on you. joker didn’t like to mess with girls. especially with someone nice like you. he clearly catched himself on the idea that he doesn’t like your scared face turned to him. one your still free hand started to pounding on his elbow and forearm demanding to let you go.

when wooin learned that that guy had no proofs that it was you or your team he was furious, and joker just knew that this guy is no longer safe. he actually didn’t care. the only fact that he cared, when he made sure everyone had left the room and discovered that he was right, there was indeed a bruise on your wrist. he was ashamed, really ashamed, to offend a girl who, in addition, had done nothing wrong.

you were sitting on the floor, leaning on the boxes, when you saw that white haired guy squatted down in front of you and held out his hand. "what does this thug need??" - your thoughts were spinning in your head, and you felt bad that you refused dom’s company to pick up your stuff from changing rooms.

"give me your phone" - you heard his harsh voice. what in the earth he wanted from you?. "hey your friends already learned that i didnt stole anything, now join them and leave." - tears were alredy welling up in your eyes and it was so insulting and unpleasant for you. "im sorry..." he paused and added "i wanted to ask your number. i know one good ointment, it helps with bruises. if you dont mind. just let me know were i could meet you."

on the evening of that day, you met in the park, and he shyly handed you a transparent bag with ointment and bandages.

he muttered an apology under his breath once more and was about to leave when you grabbed the sleeve of his jacket and stopped him.

“give me your phone” - now was your turn to ask.

he freaked out a little but handed you the phone and you typed in your number and made a call, so you had his number too.

you named him as a “nice big guy from snake team”

the next time you receive a call from joker was one week later, and he asked you to help him to patch him up.

you had no idea what happened to him, but you just felt that you need to return a favor and help him.

he said he was waiting for you in the park where you met, sitting on a bench. when you came blood was dripping from his nose, and there were abrasions on his hands and face.

worried, you rushed to the nearest store and bought water to wash the wounds and to apply that ointment that he brought you.

he didn't make a sound when you moistened a piece of screw, washed his wounds and applied ointment, sealed it with plasters, and as soon as you finished, joker thanked you.

you spent about 30 minutes more in each other company and he walked you to your house.

that night you received a “good night” text from him.

after that, your correspondence became more regular, as well as meetings.

and you both agreed not to share that information with your teams. you simply knew that dom will want to fight with joker because of the fact that he hurt you in first place and joker said that it is better not to let wooin know about him hanging out with “rival crew” member.

[nishiyako]

Vulgar (NSFW)

Pairing : Oikawa x Virgin!Reader

Tags : Dirty talk/degration, blow jobs, vaginal penetration, fucking on a table, creampie

Summary : You're fainaly telling Toru that you're ready, you being vulgar really ticked him off so he chose to put that noisy mouth and needy pussy of yours to good use, who knew a pretty boy like him would have such a dirty mouth.

The first time you had sex with Toru was very surprising.

You and him did the occasional grinding, and the both of you made out a lot. Mostly wherever you'd be alone or even if there were people, he couldn't stay away from the delectable lips of yours.

"Toru, I think I'm ready." You said sitting across him at the dinner table, he stared at you, His pretty smile turned into a look of intrigue. Is this why you wanted to come over? He had done hook-ups with diffrent girls before you and him were a thing but you? You weren't as dirty, from what he knew atleast.

"Are you sure? You might not like what you hear." He said, you looked at him confused, 'hear?' You asked yourself, "I don't care, I know what I want and I want it with you" you reassured him. God you were adorable, you were so serious when all you had to do was ask.

"Toru, if you don't fuck me over this table right now I don't know what to do with myself" you exaggerated. Who knew you were such a needy whore, even if you were horny you didn't need to be so vulgar.

he moved his chair backward as he invited you to stand in front of him. He wanted to put that loud mouth of yours to good use. he pulled you down to your knees by your wrist. You were in between his legs as you saw his prominent bulge in front of you.

"Don't be shy, you wanted this, right?" He asked. It was rhetorical since he knew you wanted this. You pulled down his sweat pants as you started to stroke him through his boxers. You were heating up just being this close to him, yet you wanted him closer, maybe even inside you.

You pulled the hem of his under wear down as you gave him sweet and soft kisses accompanied with a few licks up and down his shaft. The suspense was killing him yet you wanted to savor any moment.

He leaned back as his arm reached you by your hair, he controlled you like a puppet as he forced you to take in his cock immediately. You gasped for air as he made you bop your head up and down to pleasure him.

"Is this what you wanted, princess? Suck my cock like your life fucking depends on it." He ordered, he even said it with a chuckle. you couldn't even talk back since he was so deep in your mouth, "fainaly putting that loud mouth to good use. Who would've thought you'd be enjoying this so much" he said talking to you like the whore you are.

You gagged around him as tears started to pool around the corner of your eyes, you sucked him as he controlled your pace and every part of you, as you got onto it you felt him pull you away from his shaft, you whined.

He carried you onto the table as you layed on your back, he pulled off your shorts and panties as he saw your sopping wet cunt, "God you really are a slut" he said with a sigh, "tell me, you want this cock?" He said, slapping it against your slit his voice all milk and honey. You nodded desperately. That wasn't enough.

"Use that dirty fucking mouth of yours" he said grabbing the sides for your face to look at him, you saw a sinister grin on his lips as he watched you with his chocolate colored eyes. Wow he was pretty but his mouth was so fucking filthy you couldn't imagine what he'd say once he puts it inside you.

"Please, I want it. I need you so bad." You whined and begged, "that's my good little slut." He praised for the first time. He thrusted into you with no warning, your moans were basicly screams of his name "yea you like that? I'm gonna get you so cock-drunk you can't think of anyone but me princess." He said as his thrusts only got deeper into you, he alredy was pounding your sorry cunt, you couldn't even adjust to his girth.

He pinned you down by your hands watching your whore-like expressions with the same sadistic grin he had on since the start. Your brain started to fizz as your legs trembled. Your speech was slurred, even you didn't know if you were talking or just making sounds.

"God, if someone saw you like this, what would would they think of you? Such a filthy slut just for me." He whispered into your eat, he really didn't stop talking. You know degrading wasn't your thing but his silky voice made it so much better.

He saw you squirm every time he finished a dirty sentence, you couldn't even respond back with a sentence all you could say was his name and how good he was fucking you.

"Cum for me. I know you can atlest do that you talentless bitch in heat" he degraded once more, all he had to do was say the word and you'd be gushing all over him.

He held you by the flesh of your thighs fucking you so deep your brain turned absolutely useless, the table was rocking back and fourth, squeaking from the movement you felt like it was about to break.

"I'm gonna..." you said stammering, God he made you feel so unbelievably good, maybe it was his filthy words which you know you shouldn't be turned on by or just by how good he's fucking you, didn't matter honestly. All you knew you loved every single moment.

He started to fill you up as he kept his sloppy thrusts the same. You felt your back arch off the table as he griped your wrists.

You begged him to stop as your legs were left shaking and dangling off the table, after a few slower thrusts he pulled out of you and watched the milky fluid spill out if you and drip to his wooden floors.

You loved when he'd call you your normal nicknames like "princess" or "cutie," but just him calling you ungodly names did something to you, something that you'd never want to admit.

[sunasjellyfruit]

Haikyuu boys and periods headcanons.

Probably fem!reader as periods are constantly mentioned.

Characters: Kurō, Kenma, Bokuto, Daichi, Suna, Hinata.

First day of period:

Kuuro

He noticed almost inmediately that your period had come.

He arrived home and went straight into your living room, finding yoy sitting with your spine straight on the sofa, legs pressed together and slightly folded towards your chest so you could put a small pillow underneath them.

And just by that he knew, and he knew exactly what to do.

"Hey pretty, do you want to order some food for dinner?"

And when you looked at him with tired and slightly watered eyes he added "You get to choose tonight."

Kenma

You two had spent the entire afternoon playing videogames when kenma noticed that you were moving around, as if you were uncomfortable.

"My eyes are burning so much, I think if we continue I might go blind." You laughed setting your controller down. "I could keep on playing a few more hours, not gonna lie." He admitted.

Of course he could, you both knew that alredy. After a few seconds of silence, you asked him softly "Could you bring me a glass of water?" "Y/N you're closer to the door" Kenma remarked, lifting an eyebrow.

He was right, and you felt a bit guilty for insisting, but you really didn't want to stand up after three and a half hours of sitting just for some water and feel all the blood cascading down.

"Please? I really don't feel like standing up just now."

His look made you understand that he wasn't getting it, but after a quick glance at the calendar of his digital watch, his lips shut together and he stood up and left the room without hesitation.

It took him only a minute to be back with your drink, leaving it on you awaiting hands.

"Sorry, should have known before." He apologized turning his head away in shame. "Babe, periods are not maths. You can't exactly calculate them." You laughed.

Pre-Menstrual syndrom:

Bokuto (Tiredeness)

You hadn't done much all day, truth had to be said, which only added to the frustration you were feeling.

Tiredeness was weighing over you, making your actions clumsy. At least you had succesfully cooked lunch: spaguetti with tuna and zucchini.

"Babe, i'm home!" Your boyfriend anounced his arrival from the gym and soon appeared on the doorframe. "Hey, hi!" You wecomed him with a quick kiss. "Smells real good!" Bokuto cheerly said. "Do you wanna go for a walk along the river later? Someone at the gym told me it looks pretty at this time of the year." "Yeah sounds good. Just let me rest ten minutes after lunch please."

He agreed, giving you a lovely squeeze on the side. After lunch you both cuddled together on the sofa, your head on the lap of your boyfriend, curled on your side finally able to relax.

And even if you said you only needed a ten minute rest, with Bokkun's hand petting your head and a big jacket over your body, you couldn't help but fall asleep, forgetting the movie that was playing on the Tv.

Once you woke up (after what felt like hours), the light that crippled through the curtains was golden colored and your partner was no longer watching a film but a volleyball match.

"Oh god, what time is it?" You asked almost in a groan, incorporating yourselfand losing the warmth of the other body. "Almost seven and a half I think. You okay babe? Are you feeling ill?" "Oh no, I'm sorry." You apologized, remembering the plan he had suggested. "Tomorrow I promise we'll go on that walk. I don't know what happened today, I was just so tired."

"Oh it's fine! I once heard the moon can afect people in weird ways." His smile made you chuckle.

You didn't want to explain him that yes, the moon actually affected women periods, so you just kissed his cheek and cuddled onto his side a bit more.

Daichi (Mood swings)

Daichi had left that morning for work and, apparently, had taken your luck of the day with him.

A vase fell on the floor and broke into pieces, your lunch had got burnt and stained your favourite shirt, when you woke up you were feeling energized and motivated, but now frustration was crippling inside of you in a not very healthy way.

Daichi arrived (good thing!), you discovered you had run out of your favourite vanilla vegan yoghurt (bad thing!( and almost broke the door of the fridge when closing it.

"Are you okay honey?" "Perfectly fine." You answered kinda rudly.

Why were you mad? You had no idea, but you weren't gonna contradict your on-edge nerves.

Without yoghurt to have, you opted for a peanut butter toast. Nothing could go wrong. Right.

Well, not exactly.

You had your sourdough bread toasted, with a thick layer of delicious, crunchy PB. One moment it was inches from your mouth, the next it was face down on the floor.

You looked at it on disbelief. And then, letting out a pained cry and lifting your hands, you exclaimed out loud "I, am not dealing with this! Not today, not now!"

Daichi, who had appeared on the doorframe asked you once again "Honey, is everything okay?" "No! Of course not!" You raised your voice, tears prickling over the edges of your eyes and voice getting higher.

"Hey, hey y/n, what's wrong?" He asked rapidly approaching you, holding your shoulders to stabilize you.

"Nothing! Well, everything?! Just today, today's an awfull day. I ruined a vase and my shirt, and the toast fell and I ran out of yoghurt and I'm tired and bloated..." You kept talking and 'nothing' turned intho a full mountain of problems.

"Okay honey, first of all, you do not look bloated or bad today. In fact, I think your skin and hair look shinier and healthier than usual. Second, I'm gonna clean this little mes, then i'm gonna cook a delicious nourishing dinner while you take a shower and after that I'll shower you in compliments and affection 'til you feel better. Deal?"

"It might take a while to boost my mood today." You warned him, but Daichi just held your face firmly with both hands and kissed your forehead adoringly. "Well, we have all eternity together for it so."

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Cramps

Suna

Insuferable pain in your stomach area, like being stabbed by thousands of little knives, had been the only thing you had been feeling the past hour.

And that, combined with headaches and combined with nausea, had got you in an awful mood.

There was no one to blame, but you couldn't help but direct your rage to whateverwas close to you, be that a pillow, your phone or your boyfriend.

He, who had just been out training, came home loudly wxclaiming "Babe, I'm home!" Though you didn't answer.

So, you heard him search for you all over the house, feet quick and worried. "Babe? You okay?" He asked finally coming through the bedroom door.

"Shut up, please just, don't." You begged, voice weak with pain.

You heard him breath deeply, maybe getting what was happening to you due to your curled up body or yur too many clothes on top of you. You felt the bed shifting down under his weigh, and his big hand tracing the side of your body lovingly.

"Y/N" his voice was a mere whisper. "Do you need anything? Can I do something? Bring a heatpad?" "Oh, yes please." Suddenly you were so grateful to him that you were no longer angry, just in pain.

When, after a few minutes Suna came back bringing your adored heating bliss, you held his hand with teary eyes. "Can you stay with me a bit? I'm sorry."

"Of course my girl, just ask for whatever you need." You seriously had the best boy with you.

You moved to make place for Suna on the bed, and he laid with you there, hugging your body carefully and bringing some more warmth.

Suna placed his hands on your upper thighs, looking at you for confirmation. Once you nodded he started massaging your sore muscles with soothing circles, his voice low and comforting until you fell asleep.

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Headaches/Dizziness

Hinata

Not having anything to do that afternoon, you accepted to go watch your boyfriend and his teammates durign practice.

It was almost entertaining to watch a froup of twenty-something y.o. men, running and shouting.

However, the practice court soon turned into a very noisy place to be, at least for you today, as you were feeling kinda oversensitive.

Luckily, after an hour or two, Hinata (an orange-sweaty-mess out of breath) trotted to the place where you were resting.

"Hey babe, have you seen my drink? Y'know, big green bottle." "I saw it this morning on the kitchen counter. Did you take it?"

He thought about it silently for a few seconds, and then he muttered "Oh damn".

"Shoyo, you dummie." You laughed. "It's fine, I'll go get a new drink to the small shop next street. Do you want anything else?" "Not for me. And don't ask the boys, they're too greedy." He joked, earning a smile and an eye-rolling from you.

But, once you stood up, your vision clouded and your head spinned dangerously.

The floor went up, and the ceiling went down, and you had to hold on to whatever was the closest to you (the metal fence).

¨Baby? Y/N you okay?¨ Shoyo asked, frightened for your sudden unstability. "Oh, damn, yes sorry, just a little bit light-headed" "Why? Why so? Are you sick?" He kept asking worriedly, lightly touching the skin of your wrist, which helped to ground you.

"No, no Sho,. I'm fine, for sure. Probably my blood pressure is a bit low, or maybe it's because of the iron in my blood..." You murmured.

"You need to eat." He resolved, too serious to be contradicted.

"Maybe you're right. I'll get some coffee on the way to the store." "No way, you're getting more than just a caffeinated drink. Coach always says if we're feeling dizzy, the best is something salty. Wouldn't it be better if I went to the store and got you a tamago-sandwich?"

"Oh Sho, it's fine! I promise i'll go get a sandwich or a salty croissant, and be back here in no time. You all won't even notice I was gone for ten minutes."

In the end Shoyo was right, and after a drink and a snack, feeling more grounded you even felt yourself energized enough to help the team pick up the material and clean up a bit (though they barely let you lift the broom).

[soap143]

hi!! could you write a lee!han and ler!chan and changbin fic with the prompts 1, 29 and 42? thank youu 🫶

Omg I haven’t writen a fic in a WHILE. I’ve missed writing so much😭 Oof this request is ancient, sorry anon! I love it though. This trio is so SJAKHDKAJ I adore itt.

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1 “how much does this tickle from 1 to 10?”

29 “someone told me your little secret…”

42 “if you laugh, you lose.”

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Secret

lee!Han

lers!Chan, Changbin

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Jisung had really trusted Felix… he still couldn’t believe he ratted him out that easily! What happened? You might be asking. Well, it went something like this…

After a long day of recording in the pool, it was safe to say everyone was exhausted. Han was happy to share a room with his sunshine twin, laying down in the bed next to Felix.

It has been confirmed by science that humans are prone to confessing things whem physically tired, and right now Han was absolutely drained and very sleepy.

He still, however, swung his arm around Yongbok and whispered in his ear.

“I have a secret, but I you cannot tell anyone!” the ace whisper shouted.

“Oooh I like secrets. Go ahed, I won’t tell.” the quick exitedly giggled.

“Ok so, you know how today at the pool, while playing water rugby right. We sort of… t-tickled each other a lot to get the ball out og eachother’s hands…” Jisung started to fiddle with his fingers.

“Oh my God if you didn’t like it there’s nothing wrong with it! You shouldn’t be afraid to-” the blonde haired boy was suddenly interrupted.

“No um, it was quite the opposite…” the quokka whined, hiding his red face behind his palms.

“Oh- Oooh!” Felix put the dots together “So, you actually liked it? I mean… that’s not really all that weird honestly. I-I think I enjoy it too…” Now both boys were flustered.

Both twins were giggling all night long about their new found mutual interest.

•••

Han had most definetly overestimated Felix’s ability of keeping secrets. From the second they had woken up the blonde had been acting weird as hell. He was all flustered over nothing, really jumpy and quiet. Something seemed off, and Jisung quickly saw how the other members were quickly noticing.

He most definetly that their leader and one of Yongbook’s best friends Chan would most definetly notice, but he tried not think much about it…

Although not even 15 minutes later he heard his deep voiced friend’s husky and loud laugnter coming from Chan and Changbin’s room… he knew that couldn’t be good. Han was alredy going red at the flustering sound. It really sounded like Felix was being tickled to tears…

At first he thought that it was maybe just their daily random wrecking session. But once the laughter stopped and he heard quick steps echoing in the hallway that were suspiciously getting closer to his room he knew he was done for.

“Someone told me your little secret…” Chan panted barging into Han’s bedroom.

“Shit, I knew I shouldn’t have trusted Felix!” Jisung screamed, making sure his stupid bandmate could hear “How did you even-”

“Oh please, everyone knows poor Felix can’t keep a secret for more than 14 minutes at best~” Changbin teased, chuckling at the younger’s flustered reaction.

“We got him for you already, but now it’s your turn.” the leader stated, wiggling his fingers in Jisung’s direction.

“Y-you’re crazy! How are you even sure we’re even talking about the same thing?” the smaller rapper tried fishing himself out this sticky situation.

“Just stop talking and let us do our thing already…” the dweakki tsked, tackling his dongsaeng and easily pinning him, perhaps because the person below him wasn’t fighting back at all. But that’s a story for another time.

“P-plehehease don’t do this! You’re insane!” Jisung squirmed and wiggled in his hyungs grasp as much as he could.

Both elders had stopped teasing the youngee and just got to work. Bin pinned Hannie’s arms with his knees, planning on attacking his upper body. While Chan got ready sitting on the lee’s hips, aiming for his lower body.

“Oh, this is going to be fun!” the wold rubbed his hands in eximent.

Jisung tried his best worst to get his ruthless hyungs off himself, but they just wouldn’t budge. He then quickly realized he was way too ticklish to be trapped like this.

“Nohoho please I’m begging you! I really cahan’t take it!” the youngest pleaded.

“Look how cute he is, even admitting it himself~” the muscle man teased, gently scribbling his finger into Han’s oversensitive armpit.

“Eheheheh stohohohop, nohohoho!” Sung giggled.

“There is no way you’re that ticklish. I’m barely even touching you!” Binnie laughed, gasping in amazement.

Jisung just shook his head side to side, unable of taking the soft tickles.

“Let’s play a game, if you laugh, you lose.” the oldest suggested, wiggling his eyebrows.

Without wasting even a zeptosecond they goy to work, and Han realized how serious they were about this. So he sealed his lips and held his breath, trying to ignore the overwelming sensations that were about to overtake his body.

The two oldest started off slow, with Bin only softly tracing Jisung’s collar bone and neck area and Chan gently squeezing his sides. The ace’s breathing got quicker and heavier, the veins in his neck popping out more than ever.

“Look at his face, it’s all red~” Changbin pointed out, only making the challenge more difficult.

Jisung was literally shaking and doinv everything in his will to hold back his laughter. Yet nothing worked, he knew he couldn’t control it any longer.

The oldest member gradually started increasing the intensity of the tickling by pressing his fingers deeper into the poor victim’s ribs. Bin moved his vibrating fingers around Jisung’s rib-chest-armpit area, making Han’s eyes go wide and face go incredibly crimsom deep red.

Chan saw this and knew the younger was close to breaking, so, he just went all in and dug all ten fingers into his lower sides.

“PFFFTTHAHAHA HYUNG PLEHEHEHASE NOHOHOHOHO!” Jisung roared at the very top of his lungs. He was not holding back any laughter at all anymore.

Both the lers just smiled at eachother, almost reading their own minds. They had go give Jisung what he wanted and needes to bad, even if he denied it.

“Hey, bro. How much does this tickle from 1 to 10?” Chan suddenly asked, lightly squeezing the top of the quokka’s thighs.

“AAAH- don’t dohoho that…” Han screamed.

“Hey, answer my question!” the oldest furrowed his eyebrows, bringing his hand back to the lee’s sensitive thighs.

“Wait, can you do it again? I can’t quiete remember the feeling…” Jisung had the audacity to tease to tease the older.

“So that’s how you wanna do it? Alright. Tell me, how much does this tickle from 1 to 10.” Chan asked again, squeezing again.

The singer flinched quite harshly, twisting his body to one side. Even he was surprised with his sensitivity…

“Ummm, I’d say about 4.” Han stubbornly stated.

“Interesting… what about this?” Changbin questioned squeezing the sides of the younger’s chest.

“EEEK- uhuhummm, like a 5.”

The leader rolled his eyes. Han was brave for playing around like this.

“And how much does this tickle?” Chan suddwnly asked pressing his fingers into Jisung’s sides.

Said boy bucked his hips so harshly he almosg knocked the older sitting on his hips.

“Ahaha… I don’t think this tickled at all, so 2.” the rapper smiled, preeeetty satisfied with his rating.

“This doesn’t tickle?” Chan asked once again, this time putting more pressure when squeezing Sung’s sides.

“NOHOHO n-not at all!” the younger stuttered, holding back as much laughter as he could while digging his feet into the matress and his whole body shaking.

“Well, then this shouldn’t tickle either~” the dark rapper teased, massaging in between the younger’s ribs.

While Changbin was going crazy on Hannie’s insanely ticklish ribs, Chan turned back around to face the quokka’s legs.

His shuffling brought attention to Jisung, whom was going ballistic under Bin’s incredibly skillfull tickling; he would grab one rib at a time and teasingly vibrate it, going from the upper to the lowest bones.

“NAHAHAHA CHAHAN DOHOHON’T YOU DARE! PLEHEASE!” the ace screeched, forgetting who was the oldest in the room…

“Chan? Whos’ Chan? That’s hyung to you! This is what you’re gonna get for being a brat.” the kangaroo gasped in surprise at the younger’s behaviour.

Without thinking much, he grabbed the quokka’s knee. This action alredy made Han scream at least one or two octaves higher. His knees were way too ticklish.

Chan was aware of this, and was going to take the perfext advange of it. He simply started squeezing and prodding at it, making Jisung go ballistic.

“LEHEHET GOHO, LET GO NOHOHOW! PLEHEHEASE I CAHAHAN’T!” Han begged.

But none of his hyungs listened.

The oldest was taking his sweet time with his knees. He would take one at a time and spread his fingers on them, simply squeeze them or even attack the twice as ticklish back of the knees.

Changbin smiled down at the younger as he squeezed the sides of his chest, vinbrated all 10 of his fingers onto his ribs and masaged his hypersensitive armpits.

“AHAHAHAHAHA I CAHAHAN’T TAKE THIHIHIHIS!” the singer howled, letting put the most eaepiercing screams Bin had ever heard in his life.

The two ler’s were simply quiet, too focused on their work to notice how the quokkas laughter slowly quieted down and he gradually stopped squirming as much.

“Awww, Binnie look at him. He’s so weak to tickling~” Chan tormented, poking Han’s cheek.

“Can’t you really take it? You’re such a kid!” Changbon laughed at the younger’s red face.

“You guys almost killed me…” Jisung slumped down, catching his breath.

“Oh, we’re not done yet! And I’m sure you didn’t want us to stop either.” Chan sweetly sang, chuckling at Han’s wide-eyed face.

“We didn’t even get to play the game properly. Now, are you going to rate the tickling seriously, or do you want us to wreck you like that again?” the older asked, resting his hands on the quokka’s inhumanly ticklish thighs.

Han quickly shook his head no, agreeing to play for real now.

This time Changbin started by dragging his fingernails against the lee’s red and veiny neck from all the screaming.

“Ehehehe plehehehease nohohot thehere… I think thahahat’s a 7, juhuhust stohop!” Jisung giggled, scrunching his shoulders up as much as he could.

Bin nodded, writing it down into his mind. He then moved down to the younger’s collar bones, tracing along the sensitive area.

“AAAAH stohop hyuhuhng plehehease! 8! 8! 8!”

“Wow, by time we get to his legs we’ll reach 15…” Chan sighed. Maybe Jisung was too ticklish for these kind of games?

His armpits were next, and he knew he was done for. If his collar bones were an 8, that meant everything else must be 10 or over.

Binnie massagef one quick circle into the sensitive spot, making Jisung agressively flinch and almost knock the older off himself.

“9… next spot please.”

Changbin barely got to touch his ribs before the younger was flinching and giggling again.

“Plehehease move quicker, I really can’t take this… that’s a 9.5.” Jisung breathed out.

“Oh please, you ticklish baby. We’ll go as fast or slow as we want, and you’ll take it all.” the leader barked out.

The following spot were his sides, and he knew they were going to be a strong 10.

This time it was Chan’s turn to measure the younger’s sensitivity.

“Please just get this done with…” the quokka whined.

The oldest purposely teased the younger. He would pretend to bring his fingers down and then quickly snap them back up. He then just placed his fingers on the soft skin, not doing anything.

“GAAH just dohoho it! PLEASE!” Han screamed in agony.

“Fine, since you asked so nicely~” Chan finally squeezed the squirming boy’s sides.

Just when Ji thought it was all over and he could finally rate it, the tickling didn’t stop. In fact, the wolf continued attacking his poor sides for at least another 10 seconds.

“YAHAHAHA STOHOHOP THIHIHS, YOU ALREADY TIHIHICKLED MEHEHE!!!” Han angrily yelled, trying to kick Chan with his knees.

“I mean, your sides were obviously going to be rated 10, so at least I thought I could enjoy myself a little~”

“9.7” Jisung stubbornly stated. If he could cross his arms, roll his eyes and walk away sassily, he would.

“Are just going to keep on doing this? What’s next, 9.999?” the older rapper giggled.

“What? You told me to rate it. I am doing exactly what you asked me to.”

Changbin and Chan looked at eachother and broke down in laughter. Han really wanted to be wrecked until he couldn’t remembee his own name.

“Now, we just know that the whole entirity of your legs are a 10. You cannot try to argue by saying something like 9.98. So, we’re just going to enjoy ourselves for a bit.” Bin smiled down innocently and the younger, as he angrily tugged at his arms.

“Hey! You can’t do that!”

“Who said we can’t? What are you gonna do? Stop us? I don’t think so~” Chan smirked, flicking his finger at Jisung’s forehead.

As the oldest situated himself on Han’s ankles, Binnie bent down a little to reach his thighs.

Han gulped one last calm and controlled breath in before the torture started. Although he couldn’t lie, all this tickling made him much happier than he was before… maybe he was enjoying this a little more than he thought he would.

Although his thoughs were soon pushed away as an overwhelming feeling took all over his lower body.

“NOHOHOHOHOHO CHAN HYUNG, BINNIE HYUNG I’M BEGGING PLHEHEHEASE!” Jisung pleaded, his legs shaking.

Changbin was doing the dirtiest work by squeezing Han’s incredibly ticklish inner thighs, even going as far as shoving one of his fists between his legs, just so he couldn’t even relieve the feeling by squeezing them together. He was pinching, massaging, you name it, Changbin was doing it to Jisung’s dreaded spot.

Not only was Bin torturing that one place, he would also sometimes trie to attack the upper and under side of his thighs, keeping Han on his toes.

“BIHIHIHINNIE HYUNG NOHOHOHO!” He screamed and the rapper found yet another more sensitive spot under his thighs.

Chan was watching all this with the widest smile on his face. Binnie was so good at the tickling, he wasn’t even sure if the younger could take another pair of hands. But the idea of the quokka going twice as crazy and ballistic than he was now made a tingle run down Chan’s spine,

Surely enough, soon 10 more fingers joined in by grabbing both his knees with his hands. The back of his knuckles lightly masaged the upper side of Ji’s kneecaps, while his thumbs shoved themselves to the undersides of Sung’s knees, massaging deep circles into the soft skin.

The quokka’s eyes went from crincled to wide real quick. The move Channie had pulled right there was illegal.

“HYUHUHUHUHNG, CHANNIE HYUHUHUHNG STOHOHOHOP I CAHAHAN’T TAKE BOTH OF YAHAHA’LL” the poor victim howled, simply giving up and going limp.

The oldest noticed this and softly nudged Changbin to let him know that they should wrap this up.

“Alright, I think we should finish now. Did you enjoy this, Hannie~” Chan teased, rubbing at Jisung’s previously tickled spots to get rid of the ghost tickles.

“Y-yeahah, it was great…” the younger gulped, slowly catching his breath with the toothiest smile on his face.

“…Sooo, how was it?” Felix quietly asked from behind the door, which was now slightly more open.

“You little shit! Have you been listening the whole time?!” Jisung gasped in betrayal, quickly jumping up to his feet and running towards the wide-eyed, red faced Lix, who was soon sprinting aswell.

•• ━━━━━━━•• ❖ •• ━━━━━━━ ••

Oof, hope you liked it! This is a long one lol😭 I don’t what else to say, but I hope you enjoyed❤️😁

[evanzbuck]

BEFORE VS. AFTER COLORING CHALLENGE

tagged by talented @disasterdiaz thank you!

as we all can see i'm a real simple girl sdhjdfkg even though i make more vibrant and colorful gifs with quotes and songs it isn't my usual thing so all of these are my normal coloring

tagging: @prideandprejudice @lutavero @mulderscully @ajcrowleys @danieljradcliffe @swearphil @nelsonnicks @athenagranted (i've no idea who was tagged before so sorry if you've alredy done this & no pressure)

[annabelle-creart]

Ok, little fact at 11 pm where I am for the Life of Rescue Bots Au.

CYBERTRONIANS DONT GET PREGNANT, LORD PRIMUS.

They have 2 ways to have child:

1) THEY ARE ADOPTED, THEY ARE LITERALLY MAKED IN FABRICS AND THEIR SPARKS WERE FROM HOTSPOTS, LIKE GEISERS, AND THEN SENDED TO "ORPHANAGES" WHERE THEY WERE ASSIGNED TO CERTAIN JOBS (Sissi, Boulder and Blurr's cases) OR THEY WERE ADOPTED (like Chase, Blades, and Heatwave and the rest) USUALLY CARRY A KID WAS EXPENSIVE SO THEY WERE OFTEN SEPARATED IN TWINS CASES (like Boulder and Bulkhead), IF SOMETHING GOES WRONG THEY RETURN TO THE SYSTEM AND TO THE SAME PROCESS, THEY CAN BE REASSIGNED OR ADOPTED (Boulder's case, it ended up in adoption)

2. MAKE THEM FROM A PART OF THEIR SPARKS, IS LIKE IN VITRO AND DON'T INCLUDE YOU KNOW WHAT, ASSHOLES👿👿👿, IT ALSO CAN BE DONE WITH MORE THAN 2 SPARKS, LIKE, LITERALLY THEY CAN HAVE A MANY PARENTS AS POSSIBLE, THEY ARE COMPLETELY MAKED AND DON'T INCLUDE CARRYING BUT IT INCLUDE THE NORMAL FORMATION SINCE IS A BABY TILL IT'S A NORMAL ADULT, COMPARED WITH THE FIRST ONE THAT THEY WERE ALREDY LIKE 7 OR 9 YEAR OLD (if compared to human age)

sorry not sorry but my mind can't just afford the carrying thing, it's too much for me😭😭, I'm really sorry for the angry typing but I'm seriously, I just can't with it, my brain just go to Vietnam memoirs each time they talk about a bot carrying🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡💥💥

[ennikity]

❤𝘕𝘪-𝘬𝘪 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯... 𝘔𝘪���𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦❤ ☽𝘎𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧☾ ☽𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘱☾

It was 11 pm when you finally reached Enhypen’s dorms. You were supposed to be there since morning, but some problems with a school project that accounted the 90% of your final mark, changed your plans all way.

You silently oppened the door and went in, thinking that Ni-ki would be already asleep. The company had gave the members some free days, so both of you had planned to stay at the doorms and spend some couple time. But, by the way it all had started, you couldn’t help but feel like...

- Y/N!- all of a sudden, a familiar voice was heard, accompanied by a pair of arms hugging you before you could realize- You’re finally here.

You smiled at the presence of your boyfriend, letting his warmth embrace you as it made disappear a bit of the tiredness on your face. 

- Hi, Ni-ki- you smiled- I thought you were already asleep.

- Why would I be asleep knowing you were coming over?- he asked as if it was the most logical thing ever- C’mon, get inside, it’s freezing out there. 

You did so, and he helped you taking off your coat and putting away the small bag you had brought with you.

- You haven’t had dinner, right?- he then said, a worried look on his face- Why don’t you go and change into something more confortable while I lay the table and prepare everything?

You nodded and watched the boy as he headed to the kitchen humming a song. You coulnd’t deny that he looked happy, but still... You shocked your head, trying to scare those thoughts, and went to change. 

Once you arrived to the kitchen, you saw Ni-ki watching with a proud smile everything he had prepared.

- Today’s dinner is sushi- he said smiling- I know how much you like it.

- Wow, it looks delicious- you said, sitting on a chair- You’ve cooked all this?

You saw how his ears turned red as the boy answered.

- Well... Jay did, but I helped too, I promise.

- That’s okay Ni-ki- you laughed.

- Anyway, how was your day?- he asked suddlenly- What about your project? Where you able to finish it?

- Well... Kind of. I mean, yeah, it’s almost done, there are only some small details left, but nothing serious. It was a really important project, almost all our marks depend on in, but I’m glad it’s finally over. About that- you continued, avoiding his gaze- I’m sorry for not coming earlier. I know we had already plans for today but...

- Don’t worry about that, Y/N- he softly smiled- You have other important things to do, and I would never complain about-

The boy was cut by your phone ringing. You were going to ignore it, but when you saw the number on the screen, you almost jumped to take it.

- I’m so sorry, Ni-ki. I have to answer, it’s important.

The boy nodded and, as you went to the living room to talk, he started to clean everything. However, there was something that kept coming to his mind again and again. You looked extremelly tired and stressed, plus the feeling that you were worried about something else that the boy couldn’t tell. 

- I have to do something about it- he mumbled, worried, to himself.

Once he finnished, he went to the living room, thinking that you had alredy hung up since he hadn’t listened to your voice in a while. What he found there, was completelly different from what he thought.

- Y/N?- he asked, almost in a whisper, when he saw you sitting  on the sofa, your hands covering your face. He swore he could hear little sobs- It’s everything okay?

You lifted your head, and that was the moment when he saw your red eyes and the tears covering your cheeks. 

Not saying a word, he sat next to you and hugged you tighlty. Whatever had made you cry could wait until you had calm yourself.

- It’s all gone- you managed to say after some minutes of the boy patting softly your back and mumbling sweet words- All the project it’s gonne. It has... desappeared.

- How come something like that happened?- he asked carefully.

- I don’t know- you said- I really don’t know... 

Seeing the tears forming again, Ni-ki brought you closer. 

- Don’t cry, Y/N, we’ll find a solution, I’m sure we will- he rassured you. 

- I think... I think I should go home- you said after some minutes. If I start now, maybe I can do half of the project before tomorrow, and the other half-

- You want to go now?- the boy asked in a surprised tone- It’s late, and dark and cold. Plus you’ve been working on that for weeks, I don’t think you’ll be able to finish in that time all by yourself.

- But it’s the only way- you said- What else could I do?

After some moments, Ni-ki answered.

- Let’s dance. 

- What?

- I said that we are going to dance.

He took out his phone and chose a soft song, one of your favourites. 

- I’m telling you I lost the most important project in my life and you want us to dance?- you couldn’t belive his words.

- No, I want us to dance ‘cause it’s the only way I know to tell you that it hurts me seeing you like this, and that I will do anything to help you doing again the whole project, but right now I just want to see you smile again. So, please, will you dance with me?

You stared at the hand that Ni-ki gave you, and after some seconds that to the boy felt like ages, you took it, whiping away some tears.

- Yes, of course I’ ll dance with you.

A genuine smile spread on the boy’s face, and after placing softly one of his hands on your waist, and the other on your back, he lead you to the center of the room.

- Then, let the midnight dance begin.

The firsts notes of the song filled the house, and you let the boy guide your moves. His shiny eyes and the way he was holding you, with all the care someone could, made your heart replace all your worries and stress with the most warming feeling ever. And before you could realize, all your tears were gone, replaced by a big bright smile. 

When the song ended, you were feeling so much better. 

- Thank you- you said, resting your hear in his chest, hearing his heartbeat.

- There’s nothing to thank- Ni-ki replied, placing his chin on your head at the same time- You know I’m here for everything you need. 

You smiled at his words, hugging him tighter. 

- However- he suddlenly said- There’s something more worrying you, am I wrong? 

You felt your heart jumping inside your chest.

- You know you can tell me anything, right?

A sigh left your mouth. Sometimes it wasn’t that great that the boy knew you that good.

- It’s just... I’m sorry.

- Why would you be sorry?- he asked in confussion.

- Because... You are the idol, the one who normally would always be busy. But instead, it’s always me the one who can’t come over most of the times we want to see each other. And that’s frustrating, cuz I know that you make really big efforts to be with me as much as you can, and I always feel that it’s me the one who spoils everything- you sighed again- I don’t know, it’s just... I think you deserve someone better.

The silence filled the room, and with every second that past, the feeling that you had messed up grew bigger.

- That’s the most stupid thing you have ever said- Ni-ki finally spoke.

Your eyes widened. 

- The fact that I’m an idol doesn’t mean that you have to always be free, Y/N. You have your own private life too, and I’m completely fine with it. Plus, it looks like you’ve forgotten all the times you’ve come to the company when I wasn’t at my best, or when I was feeling lonelly or just needed a hug. Despite all your obligations, you’ve always been there for me. So don’t ever say again that I don’t deserve you, cuz it’s not true. I love you, Y/N, and that will never change.

With a big smile, he brought you closer, making you feel the happiest person.

- Then, what if we dance again?- he asked.

And like that, that night became one of those moments that both of you would never forget. 

[the-lavender-lapin]

“I’m sorry I’m not strong enough.”

Javey

The crowd erupted in cheers as Les signaled to the crowd what Jack had just told them, they had won. The strike was over. And for a moment David was elated, they had actually done it. They had done something that nobody had tried before.

David was celebrating, that was until he heard the conversation between Denton and Jack.

“I told him you could use a ride.” Denton informed Jack with a grin.

“Think he’ll take me to the train yards?” Jack asked him.

The train yard… Of course, Jack was still set on going to Santa Fe. Even after all they had accomplished. Even after they had that kiss in the alley before Jack scabbed. The smile on Dave’s face fell and he put a hand on Jack’s shoulder.

“Can I have a word before you go?” He asked softly, pulling Jack out of the crowd and away from listening ears.

“Whas a matta Davey? We won ya shoul be celebratin! Ya can tell ya ol man ya will be gettin mo money.” Jack laughed, patting Dave on the shoulder.

Dave didn’t join in on his laughter. “Jack, you can’t go.” He stated, forcing himself to meet his eyes.

“Wha ya mean? Santa Fe was always tha plan David. Ya know tha. Win tha strike then go west. I ben planin this fo yeas. I hav ta go. Francis is thee.” He replied, eyebrows knitting together. David had known this. He told him how his brother, Francis, moved to Santa Fe to get them a home. He had to go.

“Jack, he hasn’t written to you in years. Santa Fe is a big city. Face it, he’s gone. But Jack, here you have a family. You have the boys and Medda and..” he paused for a moment, looking around to make sure nobody was listening. “And you have me. That kiss, I know it meant something to you.” He said softly, hand resting on Jack’s bicep as he spoke.

Jack ripped his arm away from David. How dare he. How dare he talk about Francis like that. Sure he hadn’t written in a while but they were brothers. “Ya don know anythin bou Francis. I goin Dave. I alredy made up me min. Now I have ta go, cant keep tha govana waitin’.” He huffed, turning around to start walking towards the carriage Teddy Roosevelt was in, but Dave caught his hand before he could leave.

“Please, Jack. Stay.” He pleaded, tears now swimming in his baby blues. And Jack hesitated, frozen to the spot. Was Davey really crying over him? Did he care that much?

“Jack, I can't do this without you. I’m sorry, I’m not strong enough. So please. Stay.” David added, tightening his grip on Jack’s hand ever so slightly.

Jack forced himself to look away from Davey, biting his lip. “I’m sorry Dave, it’s my dream. I.. I have to go.” He whispered before walking towards the carriage. Jack kept his eyes forward as he walked, he knew if he looked back at David he would cave. He had to keep looking forward. This was his dream, right?

~~~~~~

It turned into angst… oopsie 😇

૮꒰˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ꒱ა

-Lav

[fluffbeast7]

3d thingy update

some of you know im doing a 3d course, i have slown down for a while but im back up!

i finished the modeling part, now im starting the UV, shading and texture part-

this was.. hard, im a slow learner and 3d is a whole new skill, like, its completely different from EVERYTHING i have ever done or created, but i can say that just messing with 3d gave me a whole different mindset when drawing (which ill have to get used to drawing again honestly)

will 3D make me a genius artist? NO. i have just leved up to noob 3d artist. i know how to make a few things, but i still have to get used to the shortcuts, understand what i can and cant do and i still need to reenforce my fundamentals. PLUS im learning more technical stuff and i still dont know anything about how to make character design, but i might know a lil how that retro 3d models work, you know, the chunky ones? hehe

after i finish this course (i cant get distracted, sorry, i alredy took a long time to finish this ONE course!) ill draw a whole art piece, because i miss drawing.. so much,, gah!

[slimmmby]

Soo hi guys, i have great news since @iamacoconutcoconut ask me if i could turn my AU into a fanfic i really think about it and since i alredy have some chapters done i decided to post it.

This is the prequel of 12:00 AM ( the name i decided for my AU ) it Would have sense i promise , this is a slow post fanfic so dont wait much from me.

Having saying this, good lecture and hope you enjoy it :DDD

TW: mention to child abuse and sustances.

Jean had been missing for the entire afternoon, after lunch time he just seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth and Antonio was already getting worried.

Antonio had asked Black Sheep to climb some of the buildings on the island and Gray to search the beach but there was nothing.

At this point he only had one place left to check.

-Jean Paul!!!-

Jean looked up to see who was calling him, to his unsurprised, it was Antonio.

-God, I've been looking for you everywhere, why are you here? Are you... okay?-

Jean Paul thought he had been asked that question a lot... maybe... too much.

-Huh? Of course I'm fine, don't worry!-

He said with a small smile on his face, but it was clear that Antonio wasn't going to buy that story.

-You've been distant the last few days. He said as he sat down next to him. You know, you can tell me whatever, I don't care, I'm not going to judge you, you are my best friend after all.-

His understanding words filled his heart and although he wasn't 100% sure he knew that at least Antonio wouldn't tell anyone.

God, he hoped so.

He sighed and placed his head on Antonio's shoulder, he prepared to speak..

-Actually, Tonio... You know, I come from a rich family, my father is a...very powerful person..-

Before continuing he looked at him with concern, but he didn't say anything, he just hoped that he would continue.

-He... used to hit me a lot... And he also let his friends hit me and-and ,also..-

He wanted to continue but he began to feel his voice breaking and tears began to fall down his face.

Antonio pulled him into a warm hug, allowing him to cry on his chest.

-It's okay, you don't have to talk if you don't want to...-

-...If it makes you feel better...Something similar happened to me. -

He can't believe his going to tell this. But if Jean had the confidence to tell him what he lived, then why not?

-Really? -He asked.

-Si...-

-My mother, she was a substance abuser...-

Antonio said while looking to the other side of the room. Uncapable to look Jean to the eyes.

His words let Jean Paul speechless.

-She also used to hit me a lot...believe me, I know what it feels like...-

A short silence took over the place, as if both were assimilating the situation.

-Antonio, I'm sorry-... said Jean Paul a little hurt.

-Why?- Antonio asked bewildered.

-For making you sad, you really don't have to do this...I don't even know why I'm telling you...-

Antonio understood the weight he carried and how hard it was for him to open up, even with him it was hard for him to have enough courage. He really felt bad.

- Jeannie, no problem, seriously, we all need to let off steam from time to time. -

He said with the purity and sincerity of his heart.

Jean looked down clearly not convinced and a little embarrassed.

-Hey..-

Antonio took his face, wiping the tears from his cheeks.

-Don't be sad, it happens more than you think. -

It was true, it happened to him, it happened to Jean and he doesn't want to know how many times it happened before them.

Jean let his hand rest on Antonio's, it felt warm, very different from his own.

-Thanks Tonio..-

-Hahaha you're welcome silly. -

He had to admit it Jean looked a little cute like that, far from the strict and severe figure he always maintained.

His mind was distracted by the face of his friend ,admiring each feature in detail.

Until he asked the question.

-You always take care of everyone, but.. If you take care of everyone, who takes care of you? -

He stopped the moment he was asked that question, which for others may seem so simple, for him it was a torture to answer.

He couldn't admit it, because he didn't realize it yet.

-Ah... well... Don't worry about it! I'm fine! -

Yes, he's fine, after all he's always fine.

Jean looked worried but didn't say anything, when Antonio was ready he would tell him anyway.

If Antonio didn't have anyone to take care of him, he would be that person... he somehow trusts in that.

[d-c-it]

More lesbians

Lucy is the Orange side from this AU. Logan is almost done but Orange, Lucius in my Anger Au now Lucy, kept getting in my head I had to get her out. I might do Sissy and Lust, mayphaps Emile... If this one does well.

Yes Lucy is albino, or at least, the best my skills could do to represent how albinos look. Sorry if its not accurate. Im not an expert uwu

I had alredy made a Remy but couldnt resist. Honestly, I'm just stalling. Poor Logan.

Extra w remy without glasses!

[ask-fell-drones]

Relationship

This story has some sensitive topics, like rape and abusive relationships

Lizzy, a female worker drone with blonde hair that ends in a pink tone, wears a giant dark pink sweater with hoodie and dark purple pants. She's hugging herself, while looking at the ground and foward, trying to not get attention. She's walking in the hall of her school, clearly afraid, even shaking a bit. Lizzy stops walking when she hears someone calling her name from behind.

"Hey Bitchy, how you doing?"

A male worker that was leaning in the wall called her. Lizzy looked at him with fear, she noticed that he wasn't alone, his friend was on his side. Both started walking towards her, she started to run away from them, but before she could the drone's friend used bolas to trap her feet. Lizzy fell to the ground, crying, she tried to escape, but the two male worker reached her first.

One punched her in the face, knocking her head on the ground, she screamed in pain, but they just chuckled, then, they knocked her out with a puch in the back of the head, sending it down and breaking her visor. When they noticed this, they stopped laughing.

"Fuck, let's take her out of here. Her girlfriend can't see this"

They took her to an empty room and locked it, so no one would go inside. They them put her on the ground, carefully, and started to use some repair tools to fix her.

Some time passed and they were almost done, there was only some scratchs left. The two workers were tired alredy, so they decided to relief some stress. While she didn't wake up, they started to take her clothes off, starting with the sweater, carefully taking it off, making sure they didn't damage it, they saw a red shirt that had claw marks in it, and in her metal skin, it was visible some scars made from claws.

Both workers looked at each other, questioning if they should continue this, but decided that no one would know, so there was no problem. They them removed her pants, revealing that she wasn't wearing anything underneath, but her legs were full of scars. One of the male touched a scar, this made Lizzy wake up.

Lizzy woke up, being half naked and locked in a room with two male workers and one was touching her, she tried to scream, but the other male was quick and put a muzzle on her. She tried to scream nontheless, but nothing came out, so the male's just chickled at this and continued.

The worker that put the muzzle on her started to take his pants off and the other started to go up her legs. Lizzy tried everything she could to get away, but it was all in vain. Before they could do anything, they heard screaming coming from the corridor. Both males stopped what they were doing and looked at the door, they saw a red light coming from it. They were shaking with fear as they heard footsteps on the other side. The one on Lizzy's leg stumbled on her and fell to the ground, making a noise that attracted the footsteps.

In the door they could see what they never wanted to, a red solver simbol, that meant that she was here. The door was broken with one attack and then they saw Doll. She's a bit bigger then the avarege drone, she wears a jacket made out of brown bear fur with a white shirt and a dark pink pant. Her fingers extended, turning into sharp claws. Her teeth were sharper then the normal worker. And her iconic red solver simbol that was always in her visor, the hexagon in the middle was smaller and moved arround, tracing were Doll was staring, and she was staring right at Lizzy in that moment.

Doll quickly ripped the legs of the worker close to Lizzys face, taking him by the throat before he fell, she then opened her mouth, revealing a shrp tongue, that went straight through the male's head. She then turned to the other one that was on the ground, completely terrified of her.

"L-L-Look-k s-sorry, ok-ok? I d-din't mean it, I-"

Before he could finish talking, Doll ripped his arms off, wich made him scream in pain, and she caught his tongue. The worker was terrified and screaming from te top of his lung, then, Doll pulled his tongue and shoved her hand inside his mouth, cutting the root of his tongue. She then picked him and throwed againt the wall, breaking it and sending him to the ground below, where he would bleed to death.

Lizzy, even thoguh was saved, was terrified, she didn't know what she would do to her, so she just crwled to a corner and hugged her legs, still crying. Doll noticed this and walked to her, she kneeled in front of Lizzy.

"Is everything okay Lizzy?"

"W-What do you think?"

Lizzy said with a bit of anger in her tone, wich she immediatly regreted.

"O-Oh, sorrry, sorry, I didn't mean to be-"

Lizzy was crying and tried to hold Doll's hand, but she just stared at Lizzy.

"Is that how you thank me?"

Doll's tone was threatening, making Lizzy scared, she backed away and covered her head. This made Doll even angrier.

"After everything I did for you, that's how your gonna repay me?"

Doll then took one of Lizzy's arm and forced her to look in her eyes.

"IS THAT HOW YOU REPAY ME?!"

Doll then throwed Lizzy in the wall, cracking it. Lizzy screamed in pain, wich made Doll snap out of heer anger and see what she had done. She was horrified, she hurt Lizzy, again. Doll quickly ran to her.

"I-I'm sorry Lizzy, I-I lo-"

"DON'T, PLEASE, I'M SORRY, I DIDN'T MEAN IT, I'M-I'M"

Lizzy sobs didn't allow her to finish her sentence. This hurt Doll in the core, seeing Lizzy in this state, and knowing she was the cause.

"Get up, I'll take you home safely"

Lizzy slowly got up and backed away from Doll, but she took her arm and put close to her. Lizzy was scared and wanted to be away from her, while Doll wanted to get away from Lizzy to think on what she has done, but knew Lizzy wouldn't be able to go to her house alone.

(Lizzy and Doll are avilable for asks)

[cg-saturn]

Tankie fo you kind words abou my school issus. M no wike school cas is overstimulating and overwhelming, maks i hard ges up eben mor dan is alredy. Have IEP bus i no dat help mush. Mabe sticki chart help, i try dat, couls you mak on das like kinergarden or daycar them pwease? Tank yous Saturn, you helpies feewl bedder.

Hiya kiddo! I'm so beyond proud of you for taking steps to try and help accomadate yourself, you deserve it! I want to remind you that any steps, no matter how small or slow, are still steps towards success! You're doing such an amazing job, and im so proud of you! I'm sorry to hear that the IEP hasn't been too helpful, maybe try talking to a teacher or guidance counselor about better ways for you to learn in the classroom. You deserve it!

I designed this chart to have little sayings for each day that you can cover up with a sticker of your choosing once the day is done! This is a great way to track your progress and keep yourself accountable for your actions. I really hope this helps a bit, feel free to save it / print it and use it whenever you need!

Reblogs and using is okay, but do not repost or use #mine

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