#there are special uniforms u wear and everything

[70slesbian]

i think i’ve undone years of self care this week (i haven’t been home more than for sleeping i couldn’t even tell u what meals i’ve had and i don’t even want to know how much alcohol and i’m coming down with a cold)

[spooky-bunnys]

Since we hit 900 followers, I decided to write a special prompt for you guys! Hope you guys like it!

(Name) frowned as he quickened his jog to a run. He'd forgotten to get his dad to sign off for him. So he had to be quicker if he wanted to go with his club to their practice match. He adjusted his mating collar. Trying to be quiet since he knows, a certain someone was following him.

As he finally saw the Karasuno gym he sped up. Only to trip going into the door way. Which not only interupted the practice happening, but also drew all attention to him. Curse his clumsiness!

(Name) quickly picked himself off the gym floor. As he brushed off his manager track suit he looked around for his dad. Not noticing multiple Karasuno players making their way over. The first aproach looked to be the captain. An Alpha if they were going by scent.

"Um excuse me. Can I help you?" (Name) quickly bowed and tried to answer. Only to stutter and make almost no sense. "A-Ah! I-I'm looking f-for my D-DAD!" (Name) watched as the surrounding males jump as he spoke. He wanted to throw his head through a wall. Curse his shyness!

(Name) covered his face an groaned quietly. The others chuckled at the site. Loving how the shy Omega reacted. Many cooed at him. Enjoying his reactions and scent. Not noticing his uniform or how uncomfortable he was becoming.

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Coach Ukai sighed as he finished his cigarette. He was so ready to go home. Enjoy the food cooked by his lovely son, and maybe cuddle said son while watching some sports. Lord knows the last time they were able to relax together. Both have been extremely busy recently.

He's been busy with the store and coaching. (Name)'s been busy with school, managing volleyball, and his two mates. Ukai rubbed his temples. Yeah mates. His son has two. Both were ace's and fiercely protective of him.

Well now that he thought about it. He didn't blame them for being as protective as they are. His son is the most clumsy and shy person he's ever known. Which was odd considering his family is everything but shy. Well they've also never had an Omega born into their family before (Name).

So this was new for everyone. If he also added the amount of fans/admires (Name) has. He shivered. His son has been through so much to get to where he is. He couldn't be more proud either. Although he wishes (Name) would've gone to Karasuno where he could keep an eye on him. Though considering (Name) goes to his Dame's old school. He wasn't too upset.

As he made his way back towards the gym, he picked up a very familiar scent. (Scent). (Name). Ukai practically ran towards the gym. The scene he arrived in was one that made his blood boil. He sprinted towards the crowd and started punching the tops of their heads. "Oi! How dare you corner my son!?"

The crowd of groaning student didn't answer him. He pushed them away and stood in front of the trembling Omega. "You guys ought to be ashamed of yourselves! Can't you tell he's uncomfortable!" (Name) shuffled behind his dad and gripped the back of his jacket. Hiding from the others and wanting the comfort of his father.

Ukai immediately turned and started lightly scenting his son. Hoping to calm him down. (Name) slowly calmed and burried his head in his dads chest. Not wanting to see the others. Ukai heavily glared at them over his shoulder. "Laps. NOW!" The player quickly started doing laps around the gym. Not wanting to anger their coach more.

(Name) lightly tugged on his dads coat. Finally getting his dads attention. "U-Um. You need to um, s-sign me off f-for tomorrow." Ukai sighed and ruffled (Name)'s hair. "You could've waited for tonight instead of rushing over here." (Name) opened his mouth to answer but was interupted when the gym doors swung open. Revealing a the person (Name) had been avoiding.

Oikawa Tooru. (Name)'s biggest admirer. (Name) gulp and glung to his dad. Trying to hide himself. But considering they're wearing almost matching track suits it was hard to miss him. Oikawa skipped over to the two with a bright smile. "(Name)-chan~ why'd you run off without me?" He fake pouted.

Ukai tensed when he felt how much his son was trembling. So this was the Alpha giving his son so much trouble. "O-Oikawa-senpai!" Oikawa frowned and leaned towards (Name), ignoring the glare sent to him by the elder Alpha. "Haa! How many times do I have to tell you to call me Tooru?"

(Name) flinched and tried hiding more into his dad. Oikawa scoffed and turned towards the older Alpha. "Hello sir! You must be (Name)-chan's dad!" The glare was ignored as he smiled brightly. "I'm very interested in your son. May I court him?" The aura surrounding the trio darkened.

Scaring (Name) who quickly pulled out his phone. Texting the first contact he could get to. After the message was sent, (Name)'s phone was snatched from him. Startling him greatly. Oikawa was once again frowning and bent to (Name)'s height. (Name) looked away. Avoiding the stare from his upperclassman. Hoping the male won't come closer. He was wrong.

Oikawa stepped forward, which made (Name) stumble and land on the floor. By now everyone was watching them. (Name) had started crying and trembling more. "O-Oikawa-senpai. Y-You know I-I'm MATED!" (Name) felt his soul leaving his body at the scoff he received.

He hoped one of his Alpha's will save him soon. If not who knows what will happen at this rate! Oikawa rolle his eyes. "Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. But why those two buff idiots, when you can have me~", sparkles surrounded Oikawa. (Name) whimpered as Oikawa squated in front of him. Ukai having enough stood in front of Oikawa.

He glared daggers at the brunette. "Oi", Ukai growled the word. "(Name) is mated to two of the strongest Alpha's. If you keep bothering him. Its not gonna be pretty. Because not only will you have to deal with all of Karasuno", Ukai spread his arms out. Oikawa looked around. Noticing the glares and growls being sent his way.

"But you'll deal with us too Shittykawa!" Entering the gym was none other then (Name)'s two mates. Iwaizumi Hajime and Ushijima Wakatoshi. (Name) tripped over himself multiple times getting up. Trying to get to his mates arms. Where he felt the safest. Once close enough (Name) was snatched by both Alpha's.

Oikawa slightly flinched at the looks sent his way by the two in the doorway. "We've told you time and time again. To leave our Omega alone. But you never fucking listen." Iwaizumi handed (Name) to Ushijima who held him close. As he made his way over, Ushijima turned (Name) away from the scene. Scenting the hysterical Omega.

Once Iwaizumi stopped he released his pheromones. Which brought Oikawa to his knees almost completely. "This is my last warning Tooru. Leave our Omega alone. Or I'll have to explain to your mother, sister, and nephew on why you won't be coming home ever again." Oikawa wanted to scoff but decided against it. Not wanting to make matters worse.

Ukai stepped forward and gripped Iwaizumi's shoulder. "Oi hedgehog. You're pheromones are everywhere. Reel them in will you. You're gonna send (Name) into a drop." Iwaizumi quickly turned to where his Omega and brother Alpha was. (Name) was slightly pale and clinging to Ushijima. Overwhelmed.

Iwaizumi sent one more glare to his ex-childhood friend, before making his way back over. Once he was close enough and lightly grabbed (Name). Scenting him carefully. Not wanting to send him into a drop. While the trio was scenting one another. Ukai started down at the panting Oikawa. Disgusted. "If you even get near my son again. So fucking help me."

Oikawa scoffed. "I'm the team captain of his volleyball team." Ukai growled before turning to the trio. "Oi! Lovers!" The Alpha's heads snapped over. Listening while (Name) was practically asleep. "Starting next week (Name) will be going to Karasuno. So you either switch schools, or be prepared to spend less time together."

Iwaizumi smirked. "I'll gladly follow (Name) to Karasuno. Although we had been discussing going to Shiratorizawa." Ukai quickly shook his head. "Hell no! I barely see him enough as it is." Ushijima frowned and looked away. "Maybe I can move closer to Karasuno instead of moving schools."

Ukai shook his head at the trio. Then smirked at the glowering Oikawa. "Now someone get this garbage out of my gym!" Kageyama and Tanaka made their way over. Wide smirks across their faces. "Our pleasure coach!"

[the-massive-simp]

Hey I love your writing! I was wondering if you could do a Diluc as a professor (slight nswf if your comfortable 🫢)

OHHHH I LOVE THISSSS HERE U GO BBY<3 I'm sorry this came out like 10 times more nsfw than i intended hehe I did some headcanons + little scenario since its quicker an easier to write for me :)) if u want a full fic feel free to send another ask!!

warnings: mdni, nsfw under the cut (he's a bit of a pervert, semi public sex, unprotected sex [use protections irl!!], fingering, edging, minor age gap, sub afab reader [no pronouns mentioned, but reader wears a skirt], tiniest bit of degration, praising, uhh i think that's everything)

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PLS THIS PROMPT WITH DILUC IM ON MY KNEES FOR HIM

let's get started

so

let's say that you had some troubles with the subject(s) he teaches

he noticed you struggling and asked you after class if you wanted him to give you some private lessons, since he didnt want his favourite little student to fail his class

and how can you deny the opportunity to spend more time with your hot professor? you've had a crush on him for ages!

and don't think he didn't notice

he saw how your cheeks would turn red everytime he spoke or looked at you, how your hands would shake when he gave you back your work or how you would always look for him in the alleys

and he looked at you too, when you bended over to pick up something, unknowingly giving him the opportunity to look at your panties covering your plump ass and your sweet pussy

he'd also notice how pretty you would look in your uniform, shirt squeezing your chest and skirt flowing around your thighs

but he promised himself that this encounters will be strictly professional

just a teacher helping a student in need

but when you arrived to the library for the first lesson he feels like he could catch fire right there and then

your skirt was even shorter than the uniform's one and your stockings hugged your thighs so sweetly

he coughed a bit to hide his amusement, and the he started explaining

he struggled to keep his composure when you bended over the table to point at a specific passage of the book you didn't get

your shirt was slightly unbuttoned and he managed to get a peek of your lacy pink bra

he quickly moved his eyes back to the book, hoping you wouldn't notice his red cheeks

after a couple of this lessons, he was about to give up

he didn't manage to get one thing into your head

he decided that maybe he could try one last method

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That's how you ended up on his lap, your back pressed against his toned chest, his muscular arms wrapped against your waist. "Now open the book and start reading chapter 6." As he talked, he pressed you down against his lap, your clothed pussy rubbing against his cock. You bit your lower lip and reached for the book, starting to read aloud. You stuttered the first words, but as you kept reading, your voice got more stable. You were so absorbed by the book you didn't notice his hands moving, until one grabbed your nipple, and the other slipped under your skirt to play with your clothed clit. "You didnt even wear a bra today? What a naughty girl. You better commit yourself to actually learn something and make up for it." "Yes sir- ah!" As you answered, he pinched your clit, making your hips jolt. "Don't make such lewd noises here. We're in a private section of the library, but people can still hear your pretty little voice moaning. The only thing I want to hear is you reading. Go on." You blushed and started reading again. As you kept doing so, his hand slid under your panties and started to circle your clit, doing so for all the time it took you to finish the chapter. "Good girl, I think thats enough for today. Put down the book and enjoy your reward." With that, he inserted a finger in your leaking hole, curling it to hit all the best spots. "Keep quiet. Let's see how many times you can cum for your professor, huh?

after that time, your grades actually got better, so he kept using this special method to help you

he would give you one suck on your clit for every answer you got right when eating you out, and one smack on your ass for every wrong one

the first time you got an A, he decided that you deserved a big reward and he fucked you until you were unable to form coherent sentences

but he also got jealous

when he caught guys eyeing you, he would come to you and ask you if you could follow him to talk about your grades, quickly leading you to the closest bathroom or closet to pump you full of his cum

"Why don't you go and tell them who is the only one who can make you feel good?"

"Imagine what they would say I they found you doing such things with your professor, you pretty little slut"

"Can't even wait for our lesson to have my cock stuffing you, huh?"

after cumming, he would pull up your panties and make you go around with his cum inside all the day

if you ask him nicely, he can give you some more after lessons are finished

after all, who is he to deny a request from his pretty little student?

[brightlyburningstar]

My JRWI Wonderlust e8 brain dump 🎀

SPOILERS AHEAD SO PLEASE DON'T GO PAST IF U HAVENT WATCHED OR DON'T WANT SPOLIERSSSS YOU HAVE BEEN WARNEDDDDD

ok chat so after watching that I definitelyyy have some thoughts as to what the actual fuck is happening.

starting with our favorite silly man, Troy. this episode was definitely a good showcase of not only his flaws but also how he is positively changing for "the sake of the team". in the first bit of the episode, he was very considerate and caring with runt and blink, giving his extra clothing he could have worn instead of his uniform and even his special steamsledding goggles he always wears to runt. while he is still a selfish person he is making change and thinking about others which is the start to being a better person. i can see where his reaction is coming from in the fight with lint, he quite literally left for two days and it looks like during that time nobody really went to look for him. not only that but in 48 hours he was replaced, which is crazy to think about. he is so unskilled and just unfit to be team captain that in 48 hours he was replaced. if you look at troys mannerisms and his thinking patterns he is constantly trying to convince people that he is special or needed. he seeks that approval and that gratification, which is why seeing lint take his spot is so devastating to him. without that validation he is nothing, he doesn't matter. and its not like he isn't proud of lint, it is literally stated that tears start to well up in his eyes out of joy for his friend making it as team captain. The reason he reacts so negatively is because being team captain and being a steamsledder is the last thing that made troy, well troy. He says so himself, that without the team is he anything? he even starts to hold little to no value to his steamsled, which he literally ALMOST KILLED SOMEBODY OVER MULTIPLE TIMES. everybody likes to think that they have a purpose, but this poor man has been so conditioned that he is only good for steamsledding and fighting that without the team and the things he was raised for he has no goal, no purpose, and he just breaks. which is why i have little to no ill feelings towards him in that situation. i say little to none because, yeah he could have been nicer to lint but oh well, nobody's perfect. also mans is absolutely concussed, like somebody check if his brain is bleeding at this point my god. After the lint altercation, troy becomes increasingly more violent in his words, however unlike oasis flora he doesn't actually do anything too bad anybody, he's just a lot more violent verbally and a bit less physically. its weird and its also cool because it shows his character progression after the conversation with runt and blink in e7. HOWEVER THIS TIES IN WELL TO THE CLOCKWORK TROY THEORY BECAUSE THE SOLDIERS CANT HURT THE UPLANDERS, SO HE WOULDN'T HURT THE PEOPLE UP THERE BECAUSE HE SEES THEM AS COMMONERS UNLIKE THE HYBRIDS (or whatever that kid called them, i should write that down) ahem. idk what took over me there. none the less, troy was very interesting this episode and im excited to see where this will go.

next i wanna talk about blink, our favorite owl guy. i feel like he is just loosing his morals, and as he is around troy he's adopting the very habits he looked down on him for. blink's character is a very interesting one as he started with being very rigged and having a "i have to do good and fix everything" mindset and i cant tell if it's the character being stretched or just the campaign being very wobbly (idk how else to describe it) that is causing this change in him. Wonderlust is a fascinating campaign as it is not very serious at all most times and i cant tell if blink is straying from his morals so far because of a character arch or because of the show itself. i want it to be because of a character arch but considering we are only 8 episodes in and oh so far from where we started i'm unsure. i'm a little upset at this episode in general because it kinda did this to runt too, where she was a lot more violent than normal, and i'm unsure if it is because of the show or just the circumstances the characters are under. now that i'm looking at it, an explanation could be because of how troy explained up there to be, the two of them are trying to act like troy to fit in, but then again troy is toning down the violence and aggression so idfk guys. back to blink, he is just so (idk how else to say it) weird this episode. i hope he's back to his little anxiety silly self next episode and that he has more of a plot relevance, but i know he most likely wont because were still on the upland area but oh well

my next little paragraph will be about my darling runt. We found out about her family a bit this episode, which i missed at first (i listened to it twice, about to listen to my third listen through) but am glad i caught. We learn that her parents and siblings exist but that they kinda just fucked off and left her alone, which would make sense why she doesn't know how to talk about her emotions and why she calls everything a trauma dump. because she grew up with an emotionally unavailable family that left her alone and abandoned her (i'd assume thats what happened from how she described them) she literally doesn't know how to talk about how she feels. she thinks its all unimportant and just goes on with her life. not much happened with runt this episode and similarly to blink, the few times she does have talking moments its a little out of character. i love how her and blink stood up for troy and were supportive of his shitting himself endeavors, but she didn't really do much else this episode other than just be there for the ride. not complaining tho as we got to see more runt which is always good

other stuff i wanna talk about. ripley is always cool, i love any and all ripley content and am super stoked to see what her character will do throughout this series. if she dies i will cry, and she wont guys, mark my words. also, just to make sure i'm right, were going to the prison to find may to teach us steamsledding to become a team called smokestack to beat the other teams to win the finals to go in the winners lounge to go to clocktopolis so we can find the inventor???? i am so lost and i think this is it, right??? idfk man i give up its two am and i've been writing for an hour at this point

not related to the episode at all: i feel like graphite and uncle three strings would get along fucking great and i've seen like nobody talk about either of them so can we please as a collective give both of them the love they deserve. doppler and pinch are also super cool, i love their designs. im excited to get to the inventor, the next couple episodes will be fun for sure

[therealaiko-yumei]

Aiko's character profile(Prob wip will change every now and then)

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General

Name: Yumei Aiko

Kanji: 夢依 あいこ

Kana: ユメイ アイコ

Age: around 18(not confirmed due to being an orphan)

Birthday: September 15th, 2005/1994(Also not confirmed😓)

Sign: Virgo(probably not confirmed too🥰)

Nationality: Filipino/Japanese(The Filipino part not confirmed 😓😓)

Species: Half-human half-vampire(Explains why she has natural fangs😯‼️‼️)

Blood type: A

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Bisexual(heavy on women)

Pronouns: She/her

Occupation: third year high school student/student council secretary

Japanese voice actress: Yui Ishikawa(violet evergarden)

English voice actress: Erika Harlacher(Violet evergarden)

Nicknames: Schelm(the user she goes by online), Ai-chan(what her friends(Aisy, Yuki, and Rinsuu) calls her)

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Appearance

Hair: Aiko has short and soft black hair with a fringe that is divided into three strands: one falls on her face, and the remaining two blend into two longer strands that end on her shoulders. At the back, using the two remaining strands of her hair, she ties them together to make it look like she has a half pony tail.

Eyes: Aiko has dark magenta eyes. She also has slight dark circles under her eyes due to lack of sleep.

Body type: Slender body. C cup I guess

Height: 170 cm(5'7)

Weight: 49 kg

School uniform: She wears the standard Ryoutei Academy uniform, but she puts the bow in her uniform under her collar. She also braids her left fringe and ties it with a magenta ribbon.

Casual wear: She wears a white dress shirt underneath a black sweater and black pants. She doesn't braid her left fringe(sometimes she wears something else). But in general, Aiko's clothes are more tomboyish than girly. She also prefers wears a black suit and neck ties instead of skirts and gowns on special occasions.

Aiko's wardrobe in general:

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Personality

Aiko is a quiet, intelligent girl who is usually seen alone or with the other members of the student council. Aiko is a student with high honours. Aiko is said to excel in both academics and sports. Hence, many individuals set high standards in her when it comes to those topics. However, she is still in the top 2 in her classes, Sakamaki Reiji being the top 1.

Aiko is aloof and usually shows a calm demeanour even when in serious situations. She is also pretty blunt.

MBTI: INTJ

According to google, INTJs is a person with the Introverted, Intuitive, Thinking, and Judging personality traits. These thoughtful tacticians love perfecting the details of life, applying creativity and rationality to everything they do. Their inner world is often a private, complex one.

Positive personality traits:

Helpful

Kind

Open-minded

Hard working

Modest

Negative personality traits:

Slightly mean once she gets comfortable with you.

Does not care about her mental health

Will NEVER get therapy

Abilities:

Carries a pepper spray

Knows self-defense

Knows how to use a bow and arrow

Weaknesses:

Her loved ones

Math

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Likes/Favorites

Color: Black

Food: Pasta

Drinks: Nothing in particular

Game genre: Indie horror

Favorite video game: Alice: Madness returns

Music genre: Alternative rock/pop, J-rock, gothic metal and a bit of classical

Favorite music artist: Mitski, Das Feenreich, Malice Mizer

Favorite songs:

Flower: Irises

Other things she likes: Quiet places, listening to music, playing the piano, her thoughts, goth/ouji

More facts abt her if u want lol

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History

Aiko was an abandoned child since birth. She lived in the streets, and yk was homeless and shit. Aiko's health was bad, and she gets nosebleeds often. Aiko felt empty like there was something missing in her life. One day, when she was around the age of 6, she was founded by an orphanage who took her in. The orphanage staff taught her speech, writing, reading, and other things a child should know. Aiko's health was also getting better. One day, while she was playing piano in the orphanage, she encountered a new kid. The new kid's name was Isabella. Isabella and Aiko soon became very close friends, and Aiko soon gained feelings for Isabella. Isabella was the one who filled the void in Aiko's heart. However, when Aiko was 10, Aiko got adopted and not Isabella. Aiko was devastated when she heard that she won't be with Isabella anymore. Aiko tried everything she could to make Isabella stay with her. But nothing worked, and they got separated.

Aiko's parents were not the best. Aiko's parents were strict, distant, and ignorant to Aiko's feelings. They always had high expectations with Aiko, which REALLY pressured her to the point that she changed herself around her parents and to her elders just to please them. When she enrolled in Ryoutei Academy, her parents went overseas for work matters.

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Relationships

Mother: Unnamed foster mother

Father: Unnamed foster father

Others: Mukami Yuriko(Friends), Sakamaki Reiji(Lover/Acquaintance), Hoshiko Yuuki(Friends), Tanako Roo(Acquaintance), Rinsuu(friends), Yuki(friends), Aisy(friends), Kauze(Friends?), Scarlett(Acquaintance), Komori Kianna(Friends?), Yui Komori(friends)

What Aiko thinks about the diaboys

(This part of Aiko's char profile will be updated depending on her interactions with other OCs or canon characters)

Other character info

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[estel-eruantien]

for the poly nsfw alphabet (this prompt: https://www.tumblr.com/smaoineamhsalach/744499758759067648/poly-nsfw-alphabet-%CB%8F%CB%8B ) - for Amanda/Rue/Caddie - A, B, D, E, F, G, K, M, N, O, T, U

ABSOLUTELY!!! This features OCs from a ranger team created by myself, @takingback-thepenguin (Caddie), and @madhare0512 (Amanda). For context, each of these characters are the Gods' Fury Power Rangers that were chosen to defend Earth from a variety of deitie. Caddie Morgan is the Purple Somnus Ranger, Amanda Hart is the Pink Aphrodite Ranger, and Rue Navarro is the Black Lilith Ranger. --- A - Aftercare

Rue always prepares some sort of "post-sex" tea to replenish their bodies as part of aftercare. They also create balms from herbs and oils to soothe muscles and help her partners relax (if they aren't completely beat after whatever kinky shit they've been up to)

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B - Baby

Rue will call their partners whatever they explicitly tell them is okay to call them, but Rue themselves would gladly be called anything and everything their girlfriends' come up with cause they love nicknames. Babydoll? Love? Sweetheart? Pretty girl/boy? Yes, that's them.

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D - Dressing up

Caddie and Amanda both love to dress up, dress each other up, and dress Rue up, whether that's lingerie for a special night, a beautiful dress for a date night, or outfits just thrown together for fun.

Some care needs to be taken with the choice in material for Rue, as their sensory needs makes it difficult for them to wear certain clothes, but Caddie and Amanda definitely know this and stock up on "good fabric" when they find cute stuff for their partner. Rue would wear the same thing every day if it was up to them - but they'd never tell their girls' no.

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E - Edging

Rue likes to give Caddie most of the control during sex, only calling the shots occasionally or with Amanda. She loves it when Caddie drags out their orgasms

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F - Fair

I feel like Caddie is the biggest tease between the three of them, but Amanda likes to tease too. Rue knows when their being teased, and are learning to be a tease by studying their partners. I like to think Rue's got the autistic rizz and her partners adore their mannerisms and find their attempts to tease and flirt extra endearing.

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G - Good

Rue probably enjoys praise the most, their biggest love language being words of affirmation. She struggles to know when people like her or when she's doing something acceptable, so verbal praise and nicknames are euphoric to them

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K - Kinky

I know Caddie and Rue are pretty damn kinky! Some of Rue's kinks include possessiveness, biting and marking, voyeurism, wax play, and I'm always looking to add to their list!

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M - Middle

Rue or Amanda are definitely in the middle as both are more submissive. They all take care of each other, but Caddie is definitely the dominant of the three of them.

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N - No

Rue won't hurt her partners, and I don't think either of them would do much with pain (or anything yucky)!

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O - Overnight

If they're up long enough for Rue to pamper their girls with their oils and incense, then they will all definitely crash afterwards, snuggling up with one another. They're rangers, they need the rest haha

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T - Toys

Rue is open to toys being used on them and using toys on her partners! Any excuse they have to be witchy in their sex life, they will. Toys just mean more things to use their spell oils on, cleanse, use as offerings, etc.

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U - Uniform

Rue would absolutely be down for roleplay, but would definitely need to be given a role and outfit (which I'm sure Caddie and Amanda would gladly provide!)

[icarus-does-fall]

Chapter four >:) this is technically a two part chapter cause gay people lmao

It's also really fucking long 😅

Ashes to ashes

Kain was forced to write his apology letter to Michael. The previous day those two were left to their own devices and a fight had broken out, they both had gotten fairly injured and Kain had bitten Michaels shoulder… leading to future problems. By the end of their fight the two were encased in darkness thanks to Michaels powers, Kain was slightly burned due to forgetting his own control, yet he didn't feel the pain it brought, and Michaels uniform was fairly torn up. And before any more serious damage could happen the two were pulled apart. Michael being dragged back to the cathedral by Mary and Socks dragging Kain away back to the ship.

Michael was grounded for a lack of better words. No longer dressed in his robes, he was wearing slacks and a plain black shirt and priest collar. He was restrained to the Cathedrals grounds and had to clean its entirety, once it was all clean he would be allowed out in public again. Yet on top of having to clean the Cathedral and its grounds Michael had also received lashings from Keir, it was a usual occurrence whenever he broke a rule and very early on in his life he took on Mary's lashings as well, he was going to protect his sister at any given cost, even if it meant more pain for him, the veil was lifted quickly and he saw Keir and the church for who they were very quickly but he would never leave. Not without Mary, yey she was hopelessly devoted to her work, so Michael tried his best to follow her.

Kain had stumbled back onto the ship battered, bruised and bleeding. The worry spiked through the crew as they all saw him yet Kain simply brushed them aside and collapsed onto an empty chair. He gotten his rest and healed up just fine, yet when he was bullied into breakfast by Salvador, Socks bullied him into writing an apology letter, but Kain much to his prideful and illiterate self struggled and the apology turned more into a “sory I bited you but youe stil a dick an u started the fight cause u got mad by my existing” type of letter. Now with the letter in hand he headed off to give it to Michael, much to his displeasure as he ignored why his heart skipped a beat at the thought of seeing the annoying priest again.

As Kain made his way to the cathedral and knocked on the doors, Michael halted from the inside. There were no scheduled visitors for the day and for this specific cathedral no one often chose to go there to seek comfort, it was more out of the way then everything else. A few knocks later Michael opened the door, just to see Kain and to have a letter immediately shoved into his hands. The two stood in silence for a few moments as Michael read.

The cathedral itself was an old stone building, its doors were a dark oak mahogany, the floors a black marble. Organ music playing on a never ending loop, there were vines crawling up the sides of the walls and stained glass windows around every corner. The inside was bright and gave a comforting atmosphere, the shadows, the way they flickered out of tune with the candles, the way things seemed to be sharper if only glanced at from the corner of your eye gave way to darker things that happened.

It took a moment or two for Michael to decipher the writings of Kains handwriting, it was near illegible but he managed and then grinned wryly with a raised eyebrow as he tucked the letter away into his pocket. Kain looked pissed at that reaction and glared all the same.

“This is certainly an unexpected surprise, I wouldnt think you would step close to me- let alone a church, however I must say it certainly? Or read?”

Kains glare heightened and he scowled, his face flushing bright red at the implications, no matter how accurate they were. “I was bullied into this, dont think youre all that special! And- And yeah! Obviously I can! Everyone can read, Im not fuckin stupid, cause I’ll have you know Im smart as fuck!”

“My apologies, I did not mean any offence by the question… Yet there is no shame in not knowing, not truly everyone knows the language they speak… I-” Michael paused for a moment before begrudgingly he sighed and opened the door to the cathedral further to allow Kain access if he so chose to accept his offer. “I understand you have a dislike of the church yet, the church can help…- I could help you learn how to write if you'd like.”

Kain paused, staring silently at Michael for what seemed like an eternity before eventually replying. “And you wouldn't tell anybody?”

“Of course not, if not anything else I am certainly a man of my word, of my promises.”

Kain scrunched his nose in response but sighed none the less before pointing a finger towards Michael and poking him in the chest. “Fine, I'll take the writing lessons… but if I find out you breathed a word of this to anyone I will skin you and turn you into a leather coat, got it?”

Michael waved his hand dismissively at the threat and rolled his eyes as he led Kain into the cathedral. “Yes, yes I do understand how interactions with you work, I've had enough of them at this point… However, leather of all things? That would simply be a waste, I have fur.”

Kain grinned and laughed as he followed Michael inside, his eyes roaming over the interior. Much to his annoyance it was a beautiful space, not as bloody or in ruin as most of the churches he’d been in. "That's the point, no dignity in death and all that yeah?"

Michael gave Kain a flat, unamused look before a hint of a smirk found its way towards his face as he led the way to an empty table to begin the work and lesson. “Hmm... Well writing lessons yes? What do you know that will help with the basics?”

"Uhhhhh I kinda know how to sound things out I guess? And I can rember most of the letters off the top of my head s'just hard to put them togther on the paper and make em look nice.....and I know how ta read most of the smaller words and the commen words i guess”

Kain paused for a moment before he continued speaking, “this church, it isn't as bloody as the ones im used to seeing an’ bein in”

He nods along as Kain speaks about what he knows how to write while leading him to a small alcove with a writing desk with cushioned benches, he seemed to glance over the fact that Kain was used to bloody churches. “Yes, the cathedral is typically kept in top shape... The high priest likes his rules... Except for when I walked in earlier the other today, I believe that was the most... messy it had been in here for quite some time.”

"Ah fair, yeah no the place I used to uh .....attend, was a lot less caring about keeping up appearances"

“Yes well... appearances tend to mean a lot to those that reside here, I have never quite understood the extent they take it.”

" Yeah.. I guess the place I grew up didn't get many visitors who didn't already live there so there was no need to impress anyone, plus most of the sermons tended to be bloody so there was no real point in cleaning the blood anyway”

Michael paused for a moment as he was taking out parchment and the ink to write with it, at that comment he was finally get curious about why blood ket being mentioned and simply stared at Kain for a few moments “What- And excuse me for being so blunt yet, what type of sermons were you attending? Even while the old ones can be a bit... unorthodox at times there's never been blood shed in a church over those preachings.”

“Not ones I participated in willingly let me tell you that!" Kain laughed before stopping and his face went serious "But uh.... ever uh..... ever heard of the blood god?" He sighed and looked away from Michael. "They're a uh......a....um....roge.....god.....”

“Then blood certainly would make sense... They're a bit demanding from the little I know of them, they're not talked much about per the high priest's request however and I've... Well, I've been here for the majority of my life. Never really allowed to explore life outside the cathedral.”

Kain seemed surprised at Michael's reaction. "You're not wigged out by that? That I have attended a church of the blood God?" He tilted his head kind of like a bird "like that doesn't scare you?"

Michael half shrugged and continued to pull out parchment and writing utensils, placing some in front of Kain “When your childhood is as... complicated as mine was, you tend to simply try to accept the things you're told and continue on... While it may be... off putting there's no use to dwell on it if it can no longer affect our surroundings.”

Kain looked at him surprised as he picked up a quill to begin to write. "Huh… most people lose their shit and call a shit ton of nasty things"

He shrugged and looked down at the parchment and then at Kain for a moment “The old ones teach to be understanding of all, no one has a... clean past to say the least... Now let's start with the alphabet, the letters just by themselves, once you know those the rest will be easy.” Michael wrote down a clean and easy to read copy for Kain to follow, his penmanship was almost cursive like in its swirls.

Kain tried his damndest to copy them as best he could, becoming so intent in his mission that he ended up with his face inches from the page, his eyebrows furrowed in concentration and his tongue sticking out of his mouth. When he was done he pulled away from the page with a "ta-da!"

Michael nodded slightly as Kain finished writing and then looked over his work. “It works, and turns out better if you stay a decent way away, you want to be able to see what you're trying to write... And slow strokes, you're too jagged- never rush your words.... But a decent first try.”

Kains face turned a slight shade of red as Michael spoke, "uh- thanks..." he paused before adding "uh fuck you everything I do is awsome" which felt very much like an after thought.

"So uh like this?" He tried again slower but Mchael could see him struggling a little and if he looked closely he could see the scars and newer burn marks the covered Kains hand as he held the quill and attempted to write a smoother line of words.

He watched Kain write for a bit longer, rolling his eyes slightly at his comment before eventually sighing and pulled out a new piece of parchment and placed his hand over Kains to guide him through the writing exercises. “We don't use such language here, this is a place of worship and respect... And closer, but feel the moments of how each is written... Then try again on your own.”

Kain tried once more doing much better this time, while trying to ignore the feeling og Michales hand on his own as his face turns a darker shade of red untill his hand seeming violently cramps "Ah fuck!" he muttered under his breath in pain before looking at Michael rememering he had asked him not to swear, "ah shit sorry...oh wait fuck- Shit uh....I'm gonna shut up now"

Michael laughed softly at Kains embarrassment over his swearing but looked over his writing and nodded approvingly. “You're doing better, it simply takes practice and... a dedication of sorts.”

Kain nodded gently rubbing his palm, "I'm more used to messing around with mechanics then a pen and paper if I'm being honest "

“Yes, well... When stuck here in these walls for years until I was deemed... acceptable to leave, I had to find ways to entertain myself, which was with writing, with words��” A far away look filled his eyes for a moment before he shook his head. “My mother used to like to tinker with machines.”

"My mother liked to drink," he burst out because he has the social skills and grace of a sharp rock, he wasn't used to having to hold his tongue and more often than not said the first thing that came to his mind.

Michael turned his attention back towards Kain and there was a spark of laughter in his eyes, yet he still spoke seriously. “As most of the world does, yes, it's a... common over indulgence.”

"eh" he shrugged, "it's not healthy but uh, it's called an addiction for a reason" he laughed at his own dark joke.

He eyed Kain for a moment and then shook his head and gently patted Kain on the head before cleaning up the table, giving Kain a few blank papers and an extra quill and bottle of ink. “Indeed... And just in case you care to keep practising on your own.”

"Oh.. Uh thanks...I uh....I think I will practise," he nodded more to himself than to Michael.

Michael nodded as Kain accepted the papers and smiled softly. “Great... I understand it's not a skill you care for but it's helpful.”

Kain stand stood up once Michael was done cleaning up and grinned cheekily " I'll see you ‘round then pretty boy?"

A slight smile found its way to Michael's face, and so it a soft red hue as he nodded and led Kain back towards the doors of the cathedral. “Perhaps, only time will time.”

[ylkcheeeks]

a very special episode of catgirl captain planet

this is a livewatch and i am drinking wine so, you know, mew mew new, in your face!

I was bracing myself for the OP after going right to the chokeout, grateful they held back as much as it would have been hilarious

force ghost emo boyfriend!! u tell him baby, boku wa taking my body back

oh no, black lightning

the power of hope and also magical musical instruments are on her side

hand grasp powers! just like with Lettuce

poor Pai he’s re-WHAT THE FUCK

tiny pupils psychosis has taken hold

damn, aoyama really is the ultimate mahou boyfriend, even functions as a no-roaming cellphone

shabon spray everyone back to full HPm hell yeah

aww one last glimpse of the blue knight

girl your ears are so big you know what you [didn’t] hear.

oh, sweet, yelling works! I am certain she would have tried CPR next, tho

aww Mint. I love a good mina-san scene [also that was a long time between bubble resurrection and running upstairs, the girlfriends were totally making out]

I do not get Purin/Tart but I can get down with Purin & Tart, if you get me. They’re too young for me to get it as romantic but I dig them as found family

Pai shut the fuck up, no, you don’t get to be a sweetie with a change of heart after THAT. I’m mad for your characterization, you deserved better.

Lettuce, my love, your design has too many shades of green, but I really love your growth, I didn’t even remember the Beckies when we saw them and neither should you.

ahahahahahahahahahahahahahaa kishigo fans i am happy for you, what a lil scamp bwahaha

girl bye

their angel wings should have been pastel versions of their colors rather than white so it would be less weird that Mint gets wings on top of her wings

[i looked for an xzibhit gif but I guess that was from the jpeg memeternet]

Aww, Ichigo is carrying Aoyama like how Mint carried Zakuro, I guess they really are romantic >:3

omg watercolor stills with exactly what I asked for

aww Miwa & Moe, hi gorls

ANOTHER ZANY ZAKURO PLAN love this for her, I am immiediately deciding she & Pudding spent the better part of the last week planning this

I am gonna need to analyze their different ninja uniforms at some point

new party outfits!

also I wanna make that spread everything looks so gooood

we can talk about this later, i gotta get to bed soon, short list of not in this shot, some sorta cream thing decorated with blueberries, tea and coffee service, a big pink straight walled tart, christmas cake

oh everyone’s little gasps

MAN GETTING A HUG GOODBYE AT THE AIRPORT shit u can’t do anymore( T-T)

all the animals!

Mint corporation!

Zakuro being impulsive!

FOUND FAMILY! the pudlings climbing all over tart, I love that, molto bene

Lettuce got herself a GLAM internship! we love to see it.

I know she’s gotta list everyone but ouch Keiichiro really didn’t get much characterization time did he? I guess he was busy with his successful top surger between the seasons, wearing a binder with all that moving around in the kitchen was a pain *nodnod*

aww groupshot cute, I love Zakuro playing with Pudding

Well, Berry fans, I am sorry. I am also sorry for me, but I kinda knew we weren’t gonna get a Ringo cameo/easter egg

Okay, bedtime, but I am so excited to read everyone’s thoughts tomorrowwwww

[mint-moon25]

AESPA - ‘SPICY’ - INKIGAYO - 21 MAY 2023 - 

THEY’RE - WEARING - SHORTS - ‘UNDER’ - 

AS - ‘PINK - LOVE’ - SEOUL - KOREA - ME - 

LT PINK - HAIR - LT PINK - CLOTHES - ALL - 

LT PINK - WEARING - COUTURE - SO YES - 

DESIGNED - 4 - DANCING - I’M - GOING - 4 - 

AMERICAN - CHEERLEADER - WE - WORE - 

SPECIAL - CHEERLEADING - PANTIES - 

NICE - COLORS - THICK - THEN UNDER - 

WEAR - INSIDE - THEM - BECAUSE - 

THEY - LOOK - FEMININE - ITS YES - 

MUCH - BETTER - WE’RE - CHANGING - 

WHAT - IU - ITZY - AESPA - WEARES 4 - 

THEY’RE - SEDUCTIVE - AS - KOREANS - 

BUT - NOT - FEMININE - NOT - AT - ALL 4 - 

FEMININITY - IS - SOFTNESS - WE’RE - 

ALSO - TRAINING - THEM - WITH - THE - 

BEST - MARTIAL - ARTS - SO - THAT IT - 

CAN - SOFTEN - INSIDE - THEN - THE - 

HEART - WILL - SPEAK - THROUGH - 

THEIR - CLOTHES - ALSO - SINGING - 

LESSONS - 4 - THEY - DON’T - SING - 

THAT - GREAT - NOT - LIKE - MANY - 

IN - USA - SINGS - ITS - PRETTY -

GOOD - WHOLENESS - THE WAY - 

KOREAN - SINGS - IT’S - LIKE - SOFT - 

WHEAT - BREAD - BLKS - SING MORE - 

LIKE - MULTI - GRAIN - LEANN RHIMES - 

SHE - SINGS - LIKE - NATURE - OWN’s - 

MULTI - GRAIN - BREAD - REAL GOOD - 

THE - EARS - CAN - HANDLE - 24 HRS - 

OF - WITH - KOREAN - K POP - I CAN’T -

HEAR - THEIR SINGING - ALL THE YES - 

TIME - HURTS - MY - EARS - A - LOT - 2 - 

TWICE - RAINED - SO - I - WAS - THERE - 

STANDING - IN FRONT - OF - STREET - 

WITH - GOLF - UMBRELLA - ALL - MY - 

THINGS - BAGS - WERE - DRY - SO - 

COOL - MIAMI - POLICE - NOW HAVE - 

CUTEST - GOLF - CLUB - SERVICE - 

MIAMI - POLICE - PROTECTED - BY - 

AIR CONDITIONING - THE - CUTEST - 

DOES IT ISSUE - AIR CONDITIONING - 

GOVERNMENT - CENTER - THE OLD - 

LAWN - NOT - ALLOWED - CAMPING - 

THEIR - NEW - POOR - MAN’s GOLF - 

AREA - ONE - THING - I - LEARNT - 

ABOUT - CAMPING - IS - LEARN’G - 

2 - FOLLOW - INSTRUCTIONS - BY - 

READING - AMERICANS - AS - SPORTS - 

PERSON - THEY’RE - TOLD - WHAT TO - 

DO - THEY - DON’T - READ - HOW - TO - 

PLAY - SPORTS - NO - CAMPING SEEN - 

BY - TEENS - KIDS - THEY - WILL - YES - 

MARRY - THEY - WILL - PAY - THOUSANDS - 

THEY - WILL - PAY - POLICE - ANY AMOUNT - 

OBEDIENT - ABOUT - EVERYTHING - THEY - 

WILL - OBEY - SIGNS - IGNORING - OR - 

NEVER - HEARD - OF - HOW - A - BILL - 

BECAME - A - LAW - NO TRESPASSING - 

ALL - 50 STATES - SO - U - ASSUMED - 

THAT’s - US LAW - NO - VIOLATES 8TH - 

‘CRUEL - AND - UNUSUAL - PUNISHMENT’ - 

WHO - BOUGHT - WHO - SOLD - SO THEY - 

CAN - SHOOT - KILL - TRESPASSERS - AS - 

THEY - ARE - NICE - 2 - POLICE - THE YES - 

UNIFORMS - THEY - WEAR - BUT - USA - 

LONGEST - TIME - ACCEPTED - HANDCUFFS -

CIVILIAN - WEAPONS - BY - POLICE - SAID OK - 

2 - POLICE - NOT - LEGAL - OCCUPATION - AS - 

THEY - ACCEPTED - PRISONERS - WEARING - 

UNIFORMS - THEFT - OF - TAXES - 14TH - US - 

STATE - DEPRIVED - OF - CLOTHES - THEIRS - 

DEPRIVED - OF - PROPERTY - THEY WORKED - 

LAUNDRY - NOT - PAID - ILLEGAL - SLAVERY - 

THUS - INDEPENDENT - DEMOCRATIC - 

PARTY - 50 STATES - AS - WE REMOVE - 

COURTHOUSES - 1 CLICK - POLICE US - 

STATIONS - 1 CLICK - REMOVE - DMV 2 - 

REMOVE - MANY - PLACES - BILLIONS - 

AND - BILLIONS - 30 MIN - AGO - SAW - 

BROWN - UNIFORMED - ARMED - MIAMI - 

POLICE - DIFFERENCE BETWEEN THEM - 

AND - UPS - ONLY - CLOTH - AVAILABLE - 

BROWN - BUT - UPS - WEARS - SHORTS - 

AS - THEY’RE - PROUD - ARMED - AND - 

WEARING UNIFORMS - VARIED HEIGHT - 

JUST - PROUD - TRAINED - KILLERS

US - FIREARMS - TRAINED - 2 - KILL

LOCALS - KIDS - FOREIGNERS FOR

KIDNEY - BLADDER - HEART - THE

PARTS - THEY - NEED - TRUCKS 2 - 

GET - BLOOD - $20 - IF - U - WANT - 

$20 - NEAR - PRESIDENTE SUPERMARKET - 

SPANISH - NOW - THEY - HAVE - GROCERY - 

MONEY - HISPANICS - FR - SPANISH - YES - 

EMPIRE - 16TH - CENTURY - TRAINED - TO - 

KILL - NO - READ - WRITE - NOW - THEY’RE - 

PAYING - $20 - 2 - GET - YOUR - BLOOD - AS - 

18 - AND - OLDER - THE - UNITED STATES

LOVE - EACH - UGLY - HOUSE - LITTLE HAVANA - 

NO - LAND - 2 - PRODUCE - FOOD - SO DEADLY - 

HURRICAN - RAIN - FLOOD - STRONG - WINDS - 

THEIR - PANTRY - NO - ELECTRICITY - 2 1/2 DAYS - 

THEIR - LAND - DOESN’T - PRODUCE - FOOD - SO - 

KOREA - SEOUL - TOKYO - JAPAN - THE - SAME - 

EUROPE - IMMITATED - THE - USA - SO - MANY - 

LIKE - EVERYONE - THEIR - LANDS - NO - FOOD - 

DRINKS - PRODUCED - SO - WE’RE - GOING - TO - 

BRITTANY - FRANCE - WESTERN - REGION - 

APPLE - TREES - 42 DEGREES - MIAMI - 27 - 

DEGREES - YEARLY - BETTER - CLIMATE - 

OUR - FRANCE - MAKING - LAND - WORK - 

4 - US - WITH - MOSO - BAMBOO - ENRICHING - 

LAND - SO - SWEETEST - ORGANIC - APPLES - 

CHICKENS - EGGS - FOOD - 2 - NOT - FEMALE - 

CHICKENS - THEY - WILL - NEVER - B - EATEN - 

NOT - FEMALE - CATTLE - NEVER - NEVER - & - 

NOT - YOUNG - PIGS - NOT - FEMALE - PIGS - 

AS - I’VE - NOTICED - WILL - DEVELOP - BIG - 

CONFIDENCE - AS - CHATEAU IN BRITTANY - 

PRODUCING - FOOD - DRINK - SO - MANY - 

LAMBS - OUR - WOOL - CURTAINS - BLANKETS - 

CLOTHES - SWEATERS - NOT - EATING - GOATS - 

COWS - OUR - MILK - A 2 - OUR - CHEESE - ALSO - 

OUR - CHATEAU - WILL - PRODUCE - MANY - YES - 

THINGS - FOOD - DRINK - MOSO - BAMBOO - WILL - 

PRODUCE - OUR - FURNITURE - FLOORS - AND - 

GOURMET - SPICES - ROSEMARY - THYME TOO - 

VEGETABLES - GRAPES - SMALL - VINEYARDS 2 - 

MOSO - BAMBOO - BEDS - BUNGALOWS - ALSO - 

SOLAR - TESLA BATTERIES - FREE ELECTRICITY - 

EVIAN - FRANCE - TOKYO - JAPAN - MALE - YES - 

SCIENTISTS - PRODUCING - OUR - WATER - SO - 

WE’RE - GOING - 2 - HAVE - NO - WATER - BILLS - 

WE’RE - PRODUCING - BETTER - WATER - BUT - 

WATER - DRANK - BY - OUR - BIRDS - WILD - 

ANIMALS - WILD - BIRDS - DRANK - BY OUR - 

CATS - DOGS - WE’RE - HAVING - LOTS - OF - 

BIRDS - HAVEN - AQUARIUMS - TOKYO MALE - 

SCIENTISTS - WILL - HELP - US - GO - SOLAR - 

BETTER - BATTERIES - PRODUCE - WATER - 

AS - WE - WILL - PRODUCE - WATER - 4 OUR - 

VILLAGES - SHOW - THEM - HOW - 2 - AS WE - 

SELL - THEM - SOLAR - AND - HOW - THEY - 

CAN - PRODUCE - THEIR - WATER - GIVE - 

10 G - FREE - WIRELESS - 2 - BRITTANY - 

AND - PARIS - FRANCE - SO - NO - ONE - 

IS - PAYING - HIGH - BILLS - ANYMORE - 

AS - CATHOLIC - SOCIALIST - FRANCE - 

LAW - NO - ONE - CAN - FIRE ANYONE - 

THEY - CAN - TRANSFER - WE - WILL - 

CREATE - ELECTRICITY - AND WATER - 

SO - NO - ONE - IS - PAYING - BILLS OF - 

THIS - NATURE - EVER - AGAIN - AND - 

BACK - 2 - FARMING - 4 - FRANCE YES - 

NOT - DEPENDENT - SO - MUCH - ON - 

IMPORTS - MORE - EXPORTS - ALSO - 

INSTEAD - AS - WE - NEED - 2 - PRAY - 

PRAISE - THANK - GOD - MORE - AS - 

WE - NEED - MY - TOKYO - MALE - 

SCIENTISTS - 2 - MAKE - THIS FR - 

WORLD - WORK - 4 - US - WITH - HDG - 

BANKS - NO - MORE - LOANS - NO YES - 

MORE - WORKING - ALL - THE - TIME - 

BUT - MORE - FARMING - SHOPPING - 

MORE - DIY - DO - IT - YOURSELF FR - 

PROJECTS - MORE - EDUCATION - 2 - 

SING - PRAISE - SING - PRAISE - YES

[sashi-ya]

Hello sashi! Can I request a shinigami!doflamingo,with a reader that's afab gender neutral. I don't mind the kinks xD Meido or Hell? (idk about japanese Lore?? Sorry)

And the prompt can be purgatory? xD if not I don't mind this too whatever you think it suits better to Doffy!

Congrats in the event!

Hola!!! So, since I know I owe you a Doffy fic (cause I just remembered I never posted the previous one for the Royals event) here I bring you a new more sinful one! I hope you enjoy!! Thank u so much for your support, babe! 💜

𝑵𝒔𝒇𝒘 ~ 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒊! 𝑫𝒐𝒏𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒙𝒐𝒕𝒆 𝑫𝒐𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒐 𝒙 𝑮𝒏! 𝑨𝒇𝒂𝒃! 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 ~ 𝑬𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒍

➡ Tw: nsfw. Doffy is some kind of shinigami. shibari. overstimulation. punishment. oral. fucking in a dark void where reader is only able to feel but not to see. size kink. fingering. "knife" play (his threads are sharp). imo is kinda dark, my mental image was reader to be tied like crucified, but you can skip that. ➡ Prompt: Purgatory; chose your punishment, eternal pain, or eternal pleasure? ➡ wc: 1.3k ➡ Want more? visit the masterlist

There is a certain Shinigami, that not even Death sometimes can control. He is in charge of reaping the souls of those who deserve Hell.

He wears glasses, and it’s fancy enough to say that he doesn’t care about his uniform. This Shinigami does not have a typical scythe, he uses his fingers. And those fingers are skilful enough to create the sharp edge of a sickle which takes away the souls of sinners.

But who is he to punish the sinners? Doflamingo is a sinner too…The worst of all.

And there was also a sinner, a sinner that had to decide which punish to choose. There isn’t many times when Doflamingo gives this opportunity to mortals, but you were the one to experience his devilishly smirk while asking you so…

“So, you little mortal… welcome to the purgatory, where you will have the privilege to choose your punishment… just cause you look really tasty” he says, while you kneel in front of him. Nothing but the warm dim lights of candles glow up the place. Around is pretty dark, and it feels as if you were over a platform of rocks surrounded by pure void around.

You look at his blonde hair, and those glasses covering his eyes. How is he able to see in such a dark place with those? Perhaps he doesn’t need his eyes to do so.

He is undeniably sexy, but, is it the place for you to still succumb to lust? You are here in the first place because of it, because of being hungry, because of wanting pleasure… is that so bad? Why is it a sin?

You swallow, and even if you are not sure of being allowed to talk, you do, nonetheless. “What should be my options?” you ask, closing your eyes as you see his fingers wiggling in a special way.

“Your options… Mmh? Well, you have to chose in between eternal pain, or, eternal pleasure… But, I must warn you, everything has its consequences… that’s what both are called punishments”

Both options being named with that low but sexy voice sounds as enticing as dangerous, and, even if the most logical path would be to choose the worst of all because he has just warned you that everything has its consequences you don’t falter…

“Eternal pleasure”

A big grin gets plastered on the huge Shinigami’s face. He is pretty tall, and not only is he tall, but also looks well trained and strong. His tongue is as huge as the rest of his anatomy. He gloats at your sudden decision; probably sure you were choosing that one. Sure, and happy, happy that you decided to go that route with him.

“Then it’s done, you have chosen to eternally pleasure me. You will be my slave, you will be my hole, the body I will use until I’m satisfied for all of this eternity of a life”  he says, now letting you know why he warned you… “everything has consequences”

As soon as he finishes his speech, his big fingers tangle around your hair. He pulls you up from your kneeling position and pushes you back into the dark abyss.

You begin to fall back, feeling nothing around you but the gravity’s weight pushing your existence into an infinite nothingness. You close your eyes, it’s ok, after all you must be in hell, this should be part of your punishment.

Suddenly you stop falling, your body can’t move. Strings around you hold you tight, like an insect into a spider’s web, like a puppet moved by a puppeteer. “Are you scared, (Name)?” that man asks, knowing your name but you are still ignorant of his.

“I am….not” you whisper, still in pure darkness. You are not really scared, but curious at this point. “What’s your name, sir?”.

“That, you will discover soon little mortal”

The ties around your body begin to squeeze your flesh, and so much they do that they feel like cutting. Sharpest, finest objects that carve marks over your now ragged clothes.

In plain darkness you also suddenly feel his presence around you. His laugh, perverse but sexy reverberating in your ear, his warm breathe caressing your neck. Hands that touch you up and down, how many are they? How comes there are more than two?

“Are you ready for an eternity of pleasure, mh?” he whispers, and licks your neck up and down. “Hmm… yes, sir” you moan, covered in goosebumps.

The ties around your ankles pull in the contrary direction, spreading your legs efficiently and violently. You are not sure in which exact position you are now, since it’s like you were floating in the absence of light, but you don’t care. Probably dimensions are non-existent in Hell.

Engulfed by nothingness, you can only feel. You can’t see, but you can hear, you can smell, and you can taste. You squirm under his unexpected touch over your sex. He laughs, laughs, and laughs. This unknown Shinigami is having the time of his life, playing with the surprise effects of you not knowing what his next step will be.

“Wet… I want you more wet” he mumbles, now sticking his fingers inside you. He uses beckoning motions, violent, also crushing your neck with his free hand. Carotids being pressed, blood flow interrupted to your brain. Dizziness, and faintness mixed with explosive sensations on your lower belly.

Your back arches, and even if it isn’t resting against anything you feel like gripping your hands to almost lightweight silky sheets around you. Moans and whines your lips let out echo all around oblivion, your moans, and his sexy laughter. You can, however, despite not being able to see, imagine his grin close to your lips.

Of course, there is not much your body is able to resist, you are sure you are having more than two fingers going in and out of you, stretching you out. But, of course, this demon of a Shinigami isn’t satisfied with that simply stretch. He wants you to scream, to plead for more.

He suddenly stops, kisses now cover your skin. Wet kisses over the neck, that go up until your mouth. His teeth trapping your lower lip, pulling. You simply wish you were able to touch him, but you simply can’t. Your hands are tied, almost like crucified.

“Don’t fight to hard nor move, or you may end up cut… these strings are sharp, these are able to cut the chain of your soul… I don’t want you to bury you in hell before I give your proper punishment…” he suggest, as you feel the honed strand against your chest. It burns, but his tongue palliates the pain as he licks over your breasts.

The smell of iron reaches your nose, you are sure you have been at least cut by one of them, but you don’t care as his fingers have never stopped masturbating you and climax takes over your body.

This nameless punisher swallows the cries of pleasure of your body orgasming, but not for so long, since his mouth moves right where you thought you weren’t to take much more.

Wet tongue that now lands on your throbbing anatomy devours your orgasming spasms, giving you more, more and more. Body that feels like bursting from the inside out, overstimulating, prolongating an orgasm to the point of almost loosing consciousness. And you keep going, feeling your muscles tense, your bones on the verge of breaking, almost losing your mind…

Not enough, is not enough.  Eternal? Eternal pleasure?

Yes, eternal… that’s the catch…

A never stopping orgasm, and the intrusion of his sex into yours. You were not ready; you feel like you expand even if you were sure you couldn’t do it. You feel your walls on the verge of snapping, but the pleasure is so big, so endless. So eternal.

“You wanna know my name?” he says, in between pants as he thrusts into you, and you can feel your belly growing as he goes deeper. “Y-yes…”

“Doflamingo is my name, welcome to your punish, the eternal pleasure… a never-ending climax… now, take my cum on and on and on…”

[flbrokensoldier]

Yo! I saw requests are open so I decided to stop by. Anyways if you don't wanna do it for any reason totally feel free to discard this; but may i ask for carlos x fem reader? I am just craving fluff with Carlos. I don't really have a setting- perhaps a cute date to help him clear his mind after he comes home from rc? Love u ❤️

Awww ilyt! Thank you for the request! 💚

I'll sure write it! I got time so here is your request fulfilled! (Btw Jill is mentioned briefly, cannot let my queen not make it out of Raccoon)

Hope you like it!

Carlos x Reader (she/her pronouns)

The Relaxing Date <3

(Gif from Pinterest)

It had been about a week or so since Y/N and Carlos fled Raccoon City with Jill accompanying them. All of them made it to safer location, somewhere with homes, restaurants, and a mall. Unfortunately there wasn't much of anything else. Among all this, everyone was calmer and more relaxed, this didn't stop Jill and Carlos from being pent up though.

By the time they had left, Carlos quickly discarded the Umbrella uniform and was wearing more comfortable clothes. Yet he still was carrying a knife at all times. Same with Jill. Y/n on the other hand took in the peace very quickly and was enjoying the time she had before she ended up being relocated again with Carlos.

Currently, she was leaning against the counter in the kitchen, staring at her book. She kept thinking of somehow to make Carlos relax at least the slightest bit, but everything she came up with was a bust. First thing she thought of was maybe taking him out to dinner? Nope. He hated being outside without being armed. Maybe giving him something from one of the stores? Nope. There was only a grocery store with limited supplies, seeing as this place rarely got any incoming supplies, however it was just enough to keep the place afloat.

That's when it hit her, a movie night with one of the movies she found in the house. Popcorn included, along with dinner. She smiled at the thought and she put the bookmark in the book. Immediately she went to work.

She decided to make some steak, some mashed potatoes, gravy and then the popcorn with a movie! While making the food, she read in between breaks, obviously being super focused. She made the steak medium rare for Carlos, and fully cooked for herself. Once she was done with the steak she made the mashed potatoes and gravy. Once that was done, she set the plates, smiling proudly to herself.

After that she went up the steps, to where Carlos was sleeping. He had insisted to nap alone, so naturally she let him despite wanting to be with him so bad, but that's beside the point. Once she made it to the room she knocked lightly, when she got no answer she knocked a bit louder.

"Carlos, dinner is done."

A groan could be heard behind the door. Opening up the door stood a very exhausted looking Carlos. His hair was a curly mess, his eyes had slight bags under them and his eyes were half shut. He stretched and yawned before sighing.

"Already?" He asked softly.

"Yes, now come on. I made something special for you." She smiled softly before taking his hand and pulling him carefully away from the room and down the steps.

Once they were in the living room, a candle could be seen, softly burning with the food sitting on the coffee table. Not only that but a pillow fort was sitting just behind it. There was a perfect opening too just from them to watch the movie after they were done eating.

He stood there with a shocked expression, he was tired but he put it all together very quickly. He looked back at Y/N and smiled softly. He took a moment before hugging her and giving her a soft kiss.

"Thank you." He whispered.

"No problem! I figured after so much stress, it's best to have an indoor date night." She smiled and ran her fingers softly through his crazy hair.

"Well, thank you.. Really, it means a lot to me.." He pulled away from the hug and looked at the food. "Now let's eat before it gets cold." He walked over into the pillow fort, getting comfy immediately.

She giggled and joined him, both of them ate the food, while watching the movie and eventually made some popcorn to share. Enjoying the rest of their night in silence, and holding hands. This was exactly what both for them needed, and now they could rest for now.

[darkdevasofdestruction]

An Angel and A Demon ~ Pyramid Head x Reader

Update 2: My laptop restarted when I was in the middle of writing this, and trust me when I say it, I am positively pissed off, and I want to end my days, that's how bad of a day this was.

And I didn't leave the house.

That says a lot about today...

Update 1: But, without further ado, I was half-way writing this story, and I received this ask, and let me tell you...

helloooo, i absolutely adored the fanfics you wrote about kazan and danny🥺 could i request one where pyramid head is just really whipped for and in love with the survivor! reader but he doesnt know how to announce it to them so he brings her random ,,gifts" in and outside the trials and protecting her bc well, im pretty sure he cant speak so he doesnt really have any other options on how to express his feelings??

I live for it.

Bless you for sending me this, it's the reason I'm still sane right now.

I love you, baby-cakes.

Update 3: I want to kill myself so bad. Just smash my head on a wall until it explodes or sth. I was so happy with how this imagine turned out, only fuck fucking tumblr to just fucking delete EVERYTHING just as I was about to put the last gif and hit POST NOW.

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For the 5th time writing this :

FUCKMEDADDY - but this time - FUCKMYBRAINSOUTPLEASEIWANNADIE

Thanks.

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Hell - What was that place, anyway?

Some would describe it as an infinite ocean of flames and lava, where it's eternally melting-hot, and a bunch of hooved, horned, tailed red demons torture you with acid, with their red pitch forks, or boil you alive in their cauldron for soup. Or maybe you just get tortured by Stalin, who knows?

But never would have anyone thought that 'Hell' could look so...Normal. Well, normal in a very demolished, desolate, ravished way, but still...Normal, by human standards. Albeit, the never-ending loop of madness, anguish, agony and desperation of getting killed in different gruesome ways or fleeing for their lives and feeling a myriad of emotions pumping adrenaline through their veins so badly that their anxiety-meter skyrocketed to abnormal levels.

All this darkness, this hatred, this...Everything...It changed all the survivors. They became selfish, stubborn, rude, some even went as far as to sacrifice their fellow survivors in trials, just so they could survive. It was a complete mayhem that defied all kinds of reason, normality, morality or even ethics. Everyone became devoid of any laws that used to bind them to their humane sides, and now, you weren't sure if the killers were saner than the survivors or not.

But even in this abyss where you couldn't even see your hand in front of your very eyes, there was a little star - A beautiful angel radiating brightness and warmth, someone who was somehow able to guide everyone's straying souls with her benevolence.

In reality, she was merely a survivor, not the little lantern from an angler fish's head, but she treated everyone with such an untainted kindness...It was beautiful, and yet, unrequited for most parts. Everyone was still putting their own lives above all - And who could condemn them? - Perhaps their cowardice, for the girl preferred to save her fellow survivors as much as possible, even if that oftentimes assured her place on the hook, to be a sacrificial lamb for the Entity.

On the other hand, she rarely ended up on the hook - Most killers prefer to kill her themselves, instead of letting her become pray for the horrible Entity who tortured so many of them for refusing to cooperate - The Trapper, Evan MacMillan - He knew the best, with those hooks digging into his flesh, impossible to extract. He was the first to protect this girl. It wasn't much, but if he had to, he'd rather give her a swift, painless death, than seeing her without that serene, angelic smile on her face, as the Entity feeds on the last bits of her soul's beauty, the last parts of her humanity.

The other Killers were confused at the Trapper's actions, but little by little, they began to understand why this girl was so precious and special - And this domino effect hit Rin Yamaoka next, with Y/N stopping in the middle of a chase and taking off her jacket, just as Rin was about to butcher her with her katana, and she smiled, extending it to her. 'You must be cold' she said, realising that the Spirit was merely wearing a few bandages, not even her school uniform, or her kimono.

The ghost girl was shaken up by this, and told the others at the killer camp, but they just shrugged it off - Rin was a little girl who faced close to no kindness, they weren't surprised she was so taken aback by such a feat. That is, until Adiris, in a particularly terrible day, when everyone at the camp was staying away from her, as her profane censer wasn't able to cover the stench of rotting flesh - Y/N came over, taking out a small yet elegant glass bottle with pink liquid on it, spraying some on her - And now, The Plague smelled of roses and vanilla - 'You can come to me for perfume whenever you want, I always carry some with me!' she grinned at the Babylonian High Priestess, before leaving back to the survivor's camp site, leaving the ancient God symbol to stare with her mouth agape at the girl.

These words began to spread, and it was no surprise when the killers saw Susie clinging and begging her Legion friends to spare Y/N, for she was there to hug away her worries more than once, to tell her sweet words, to play with her hair and play the guitar whatever songs she wanted to hear, to get reminded of her home - She was so home sick that she freaked out, but now she was better, thanks to Y/N - 'I know you miss home, but sometimes, home is where your best friends are, and all three of them are here!' she tried to encourage the cute pink-haired girl who could only squeal and hug her new friend.

Even Ghostface wasn't exempt from falling to her charms, and they would often take silly selfies and mess around, making fun of the old horror movie tropes and doing lots of puns and pranks - So much that she even got his trust to be told about the Danny/Jed thing, and how he began his killer profession - 'You're a very talented photographer, Danny! You deserved all that recognition you got, both as a journalist, and as a killer!'

And very soon, Y/N found herself in the crushing arms of an overprotective Anna, humming her mother's lullaby together with walking through the forest, Y/N making flower crows for all the female killers at the camp site, and little by little, she somehow managed to worm her way under everyone's skins.

Y/N was the survivor with the highest survivability percentage, and maybe the Entity sometimes got pissed off, but at least she still got killed sometimes, so who cares? Well, that was soon to change as soon as a new Killer was added to this sick game - Pyramid Head, the terror of Silent Hill, as Cheryl, the new Survivor, called him - or The Executioner, as he was known now. He was ruthless, merciless, grotesque - He had his own criteria of killing, his own moral compass, ethics, conscience and understanding of the concept of life and death. Nothing that could compare to the visions of humans, clearly - Everything was gravitating around Divine Retribution and Justice, but the from the outside, he was nothing but a killing machine.

He would kill everyone and anyone that crosses his path, without fail.

Y/N felt like her fortune ended completely the second she found herself in the new, overly cramped map, with Pyramid Head as the killer - She couldn't help but run around like a spazzic meerkat, trying to find and fix as many generators as possible, without having to get face to face with the walking hazard...

Only to run past a stuck Pyramid Head.

Slowly backtracing her steps, she saw the mountain of a man with his metal pyramid stuck in the frames a low window which he tried to walk over. He was trashing like a raged bull trying to attack a matador, but it was clear he was getting nowhere with this.

"H-Hey, u-uhm...Need some help?" she asked in a soft, careful voice, almost like a meek cat trying to test the waters, but in return, he started groaning even louder from the wrath he wanted to unleash upon the whole world. "Okay, uhm...I think I saw a can of vaseline in one of the chests around. I'll go fetch it and I'll come back for you. Don't move." she said, only to then realise how horrible that sounded, considering the situation, and it only seemed to anger the killer. "...I'm sorry, ignore me, I'm an idiot." she slapped herself pretty harshly before bolting out of there trying to find the chest.

However, Y/N cursed herself for not having perfectly memorised the whole map by heart already, since she found the vaseline can after the 3rd chest, and then, it took quite a while to find the bloody window that got the killer stuck - And by the time she got there, she was dead tired. "Okay, I'm here, I found the vaseline! Let's try to get you out of here." Y/N muttered as she put her feet on the low window pane to get to his level. "If it's not too much trouble, could you please hold onto me? I can't balance myself with both hands occupied, and I'd rather not fall." she explained as she opened the vaseline can, only to shiver as she felt two big, strong hands getting a firm grip on her hips. It was almost...Endearing, were she not too busy trying to get the killer unstuck. She kept massaging the metal edge, trying to push and pull, also praying to whatever deity that existed in her human world that she had her tetanus shot done on time - Until finally, she was able to get hear a loud screech, like a pop, and the killer got unstuck, and in the process, he stumbled backwards, while Y/N fell down on her butt.

"Ouchie..." she muttered, rubbing her back and sides to take away the pain surging through her body. "Are you okay?" she asked, almost intuitively, without realising it at first, until she heart a low grunt that brought her back to reality. "O-Oh...! You have glass shards stuck in your side! And you're bleeding too! Hold up, let me help." she hurried to his side, while the killer merely stiffened, feeling her delicate, slender fingers tracing his body, while he heaved and slouched his shoulders from the repressed wrath. "It may sting a bit, and I'm really sorry, but I promise it will be better soon." her voice was so motherly and warm, which also resonated in her actions, as she gingerly took a water bottle and imbued some tissues with it, to wipe away the blood smearing down his skin as she extracted the glass shards, and then..."This is grandma's marigold ointment. It's really good, and it smells nice." she explained as she carefully smeared a thick layer of the yellow ointment on the biggest wounds, while the little ones were covered by smiley-flower patterned plasters. They were cute, and colourful, and they never failed to make her smile. "Okay, there we go, all better! I hope you'll feel better very soon!" her voice got a tiny bit more cheerful and upbeat.

It made the Killer think about a trillion things, as he stepped in front of her, towering over her like the Empire states building next to a smiling pomeranian. What was with this girl? Why did she help a killer? And why did he feel so...Warm inside? He could sense a foreign kind of luminosity, a naivite and innocence that he only witnessed in children and animals. This woman in front of him was untainted by the darkness and evil of the world.

It didn't matter how many hardships she's been through, or how much sadness she had to endure - Her soul remained as pure as any snowdrop, as the first snow of winter, as the fleece of a baby lamb who let out its first 'meeeeh' to its mamma sheep.

He couldn't allow this human to be maimed in any way - Not by the world, not by the Entity, and certainly not by him. - Screw the Entity, Pyramind Head kills by his own rules, and now, he was blessed to be faced with a human who bore no real hatred for her peers, or for the world, despite the horrible situation she was thrown into.

He didn't understand, obviously, especially as he remembered the myriad of abominations that lurked through Silent Hill, all of them created by the torment of humans - The very torment that distorted their own reality, which resulted in him needing to solve the purpose as The Executioner - Eradicating the world of all evil.

"Th-This sword is so heavy...H-How can you carry this around like that...?! Your muscles must be so strained and sore...Y-You really need a massage, I'm sure." she stuttered as she tried to lift the much taller and heavier sword from the ground, only for the brute to simply bend and pick it up with extreme ease, putting the girl to shame with her complete lack of strength. "Hehe...You're really strong. I'm embarrassed now." she chuckled softly, scratching the back of her neck.

Before she could leave or do anything else, Pyramid Head picked her up by the throat, careful not to hurt her or restrict her air intake - I mean, how else was he supposed to carry her so he wouldn't hurt her with his metal head or sword? - and it was pretty clear she didn't feel any malevolence from him, as she clinged on his forearm, trying to keep herself up, only to be dumped on top of the hatch, as the killer pointed towards it, so she would leave.

"O-Oh...! Thank you so much! You're really kind! I really appreciate this...I-I know it probably doesn't matter much to you, since you'll be doing this over and over again with all the survivors...But I really appreciate you for your kind gesture, and I appreciate you for being so nice with me. Thank you. Take care!" her dazzling smile lit the whole place up, but he couldn't talk, nor could he tell her how he should be the one thanking her for showing him that, despite the hundreds and thousands of years he had to roam the 'Earth' and execute the injust, miracles still existed.

As soon as she reached the survivor's camp, everyone cheered for her, asking how in the world could she have escaped the wrath of the butcher. "Oh, but he wasn't that bad. In fact, he's much more humane than I anticipated! I think he has a beautiful, blooming heart!" okay, she's lost it - the other survivors thought - but even so, she's always been a bit...Out of it, so who cares?

It took quite a while for the other three survivors to reach the camp, all bloody, in fact, like the new killer, who dragged himself with the same menace to the Killers' camp. "How the hell did you manage to survive?!" they yelled at her in utter shock, seeing that she got out of there unscratched. "Oh, you see...I found the hatch." she shrugged simply, not wanting to give away that the person who massacred those three was a soft one and he basically threw her down the hatch to her safety.

As she took a twig to roast a marshmallows, she noticed how Pyramid Head was standing much farther away from the rest of the killers - She knew that silent killers were bound to stay away from the more obnoxious one, remembering how Michael Myers almost killed Ghostface and The Legion at least a dozen times - But this time...He seemed kinda...Lonely? So Y/N took the matters into her own hands, roasted another marshmallow in another twig, and when it was done, she went to the killer's camp, calling out the lonely one's name - She has no idea why, but he actually followed her, pushing her further deep into the forest, until he was sure nobody was going to hear, see or interrupt them...

"Hey. You seemed pretty lonely out there...I thought you could use a friend. Thank you again for what you did at the trial...Here, this is a marshmallow. I don't think you've had many before...Cheryl told me of that horrible place you had to live in...So I hope this will make your day a bit better!" Y/N extended one of her hands towards him, so he could take the marshmallow - And a long, black tongue erupted from underneath the pyramid, snatching away the fluffy marshmallow and gulping it in one go.

What the hell was he turning into?

A towering man built of pure muscle, wrath and divine justice, with a pyramid representing the evil of humanity burdening his body, and a sword taller and heavier than the average human being constantly dragged in one of his hand...He now was a slave to a cute, innocent girl who was putting flower plasters on his minuscule wounds that would heal in a heartbeat regardless - He saved this girl who was now offering his these soft, squishy things that tasted overly sugarly, just like her upbeat and cheerful personality - If he could eat her, he was sure she would taste even sweeter than this - A sickish kind of sweet, that is.

She was indeed a beautiful angel in this tragic hell. But he didn't wait to snatch the second marshmallow either.

"Ah...! You liked it, didn't you? Well...Next time, I promise I'll give you more!" she grinned at him the same way a princess would to her chivalrous knight who saved her. The since he couldn't talk, silence took over them - It wasn't an uncomfortable one, per se, but it made it feel as if the conversation was over. "W-Well...I'll guess I'll see you around! Take care and I hope to see you again soon!" she waved cutely, trying to turn around back to her camp, only to feel a rough hand on her shoulder, turning her around and urging her to stop and wait for him and he went deep into the forest, leaving her alone and undefended by the potential malevolent forces of the forest.

When he returned, however, he stepped right in front of her, creating the perfect shade as he towered over her - Then he kneeled in front of her, so he would reach her eye sight, then he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and put a beautiful pink flower - As pink as the blush that started creeping on her face - He wanted to see her luminous face better, to highlight her dazzling smile and her glimmering eyes as the warm, silver light of the mother moon caressed her face.

Y/N felt her heart picking up the pace - It was beating so much faster than ever before - But this time, it wasn't out of fear or anything negative...It was something good. Something she never felt in her life, especially with her human acquaintances from back home. None was as chivalrous and gentle with her as this butcher of tormented souls - The bringer of justice, the merciless Executioner who was supposed to end the life of every living being that would cross his path.

It was insane how every Yin finds its Yang, even if that comes in the form of a little lamb of a small, frail girl, and a huge abomination of a brute man who knows nothing but death, bloodshed and carnage. It was truly crazy how opposites attract, and here she was, holding the killers large hands and gingerly putting them on her face, leaning into his touch - She felt safer now than ever in her life - Now, in the arms of an ancient killer.

An Angel and A Demon brought together in a perfect union.

As she leaned down, she touched the metal of the pyramid where she anticipated his forehead would be with her own forehead, and closing her eyes, she finally felt herself calming down. There was no need for words, actions spoke louder than anything, and she appreciated it...She appreciated him.

"Thank you." she whispered to him, knowing that yes, even though nobody else would hear it anyway, it was much more intimate than anything she ever experienced.

She was hooked.

Hope you liked my completely shameless pun, I couldn't stop it, especially after the pain I went through trying to write this...3 freaking times.

Yay.

[axels-corner]

This got way longer than I intended but I had a lot of fun answering it!

Foxfire school is what’s known as a noble school in canon. Dex also said that’s it the only noble school in the Lost Cities on page 157 of the paperback version of the book.

Sophie describes Foxfire school as: “A five-story glass pyramid towered over everything from its place in the center of a wide stone courtyard. The main building wrapped around the pyramid in a sharply angled U and was made entirely of stained glass. Six towers-each a different color-separated the wings. and a seventh tower-another Leapmaster- stood in the center, taller than the others” (Keeper of the Lost Cities 160). She then precedes to mention two towers twisted around each other to her right, one silver one gold. And to her left their was an amphitheater along with tow smaller buildings. Foxfire school is said to be the size of a small city, as well as the grass fields instead of being green are purple. The bottom floor of the building is where morning orientation is held. Each level wing of the school has an atrium where the students of that level each have a locker, as well as each atrium has a statue of the levels mascot.

There are six normal grade levels, level one has a mascot of the gremlin the prodigies are eleven to twelve years old, wear black uniforms, learn in the Onyx wing, and the qualities that are important to this level are being curious as well as capable. Level twos are between twelve and thirteen years old, and have the mascot of the halcyon as well as have the emphasized qualities of being calm and steadfast. Most of the characters we meet in the book are level twos, like Stina, Dex, Sophie, and Biana. The level twos wear bright blue uniforms, and learn in the Sapphire wing. The level three’s emphasized qualities are being clever and cooperative to go with their mascot being a mastodon, they learn in the Amber wing, and wear dark orange uniforms, they are typically between thirteen and fourteen years old. The level fours wear green uniforms, and learn in the Emerald wing of the school. They are typically between fourteen and fifteen years old with a dragon as the mascot, and are adaptable and cunning. Fitz and Keefe are both level fours, though Keefe is a year younger than Fitz because he skipped a grade. Level fives wear red uniforms, and learn in the Ruby wing with their mascot being a saber-tooth tiger and emphasized qualities of being bold and calculating, with the level five prodigies being between fifteen and sixteen years old.  Level sixes are earnest and fearless having a yeti as their mascot, which means they wear white uniforms, learn in the Diamond wing, and are between sixteen and seventeen years old.

There are also two extra levels which prodigies must take if they want to go into the nobility (which includes being a councilor, emissary, regent, or mentor). To go to the elite levels a student must pass the previous six levels, pass a test that is giving at the end of level six (mentioned by Magnate Leto on page 312 of flashback paperback edition), as well as have a special ability such as a telepath or empath for example. The elite levels are held in the silver and gold towers that where twisted around each other that Sophie mentioned on page 160. Elite level students must live there, and the other lower level prodigies are not allowed in the tower unless they have a session. Like Sophie Foster having her inflicting and polyglot lessons in the silver tower.

The first level of the elite levels is level seven. The mascot is a flareadon, with the emphasized qualities are resolute and endearing, and classes being held in the gold tower, meaning the uniform is gold. Students are between seventeen and eighteen years old. The last level of both the elite levels and Foxfire as a whole is level eight. The mascot is a unicorn emphasizing the qualities of being noble and gentle. They wear silver uniforms, and learn as well as stay in the silver tower. Both Bronte and Master Cadence teach Sophie Foster there from book two on. Level eights are between eighteen and nineteen years old. Prodigies that are in the elite levels also have to do certain tasks, like growing a splendor to bloom at the opening ceremonies as a gift to the future studaents. As well as to learn what each of the mirrors in the Hall of Illumination mean.

Mentors and prodigies usually interact in sessions, with all of the lessons being taught one on one, except for physical education which is taught with the whole school (excluding the elite levels), with two mentors for each grade level. It’s shown that some mentors don’t won’t to be there, like it’s said that Lady Galvin is only there for the position which she takes out on her students. Although at the end of the books she seems to be disappointed to fail Sophie and that she wished that she could reasonably allow Sophie to pass. As well as even after Sophie cheated by using her telapathy to see what the test was going to be about Lady Galvin still told her what to study and it was the easiest thing in the class.  Another way that students and staff interact is detention, where every day a different mentor watches detention.

The classes that Sophie takes during level two are telepathy (though it’s officially listed as remedial studies because she had to hide her telepathy) taught by Tiergan Andrin Alenefar. Multispeciesial studies where she was mentored by Lady Anwen. Metaphysics taught by Sir Faxon, and Elvin history by Lady Dara. As well as physical education where she was mentored by Lady Alexine. Universe taught by Sir Astin who was later revealed to be Magnate Leto, as well as Mr. Forkle. Elementalism where the mentor was Sir Conley. As well as her session of alchemy taught by Lady Galvin, which she failed. She also has a study hour at the end of the day. Later she also was being taught linguistics by Master Cadence, and inflicting by Councilor Bronte.

Foxfire is different from my school because my school only has four grade levels, instead of eight. As well we have much larger class sizes than one on one classes. Like in my biology class we have twenty eight people and some kids have to sit at sinks because there’s not enough table space, and we’re one of my teachers smallest classes. We also get to pick our schedule like if we want to take honors or not, as well as what electives we want, unlike Foxfire prodigies who are assigned a schedule. My school is similar to Foxfire because we too have a study hour, but Sophie’s study hour is at the end of the day while ours is in the morning. Also we’re allowed to talk and goof off while at Foxfire that results in detention. The detention at my school is different because it’s all day and you just have to sit in the office by yourself and do work. Another difference is that at my school if someone doesn’t want a locker than they don’t have to have one, as well as with gym lockers. A similarity is that at my school we also have a courtyard, but it’s in the middle of the school in this little square all the hallways form, instead of out front, there’s also no purple grass. My school is smaller as well as not a triangle, it’s more like they just kept building blocks onto it which makes it really confusing to navigate if you’re new. Which is similar to the Foxfire school because Sophie mentioned that Dex took so many turns that she was confused when he led her from the bottom floor to the atrium, this also happened when Jensi led her to elemantalism. One other difference I noticed is that they take attendence for all the students at once during morning orientation, at my school they take attendence in each class on your schedule, with eight classes a day while Foxfire has two a day. In conclusion my school is very different from Foxfire.

Kotlc Curriculum: Question 3

Describe Foxfire, Sophie's new school. What does it look like? What are the grade levels? How do Mentors and students interact? What classes does Sophie take? Compare Foxfire to your school, analyzing how they are similar and different.

Reminder: This will be graded. Do not be like Quil, or we may have some... problems. (dramatic cut to Quil sitting all alone in the jail cell time-out)

[baroquebucky]

symphony

in which bucky realizes the light you’ve brought into his life

word count: 2.3k of pure fluff

masterlist

a/n: hi bffs !! hope u all enjoy this fluff as reparations for the amount of angst I’ve been writing <333 let me know what you guys think !! inspired by this song :] sorry for any typos !!

Life felt monotonous for bucky. Everyday he would wake up, go for a walk, sometimes go out for dinner with his neighbor other times he would just stay in. Then he would go to therapy, suffer there for a while before coming back and doing nothing. Throughout the week he would go to the compound or the gym and train to get his mind off things.

“I just feel like I’m stuck in a loop and i can’t get out of it, it’s like a boring song that everyone’s playing on repreat” bucky grumbled, sam nodded, listening to bucky as he vented.

“i think you need something new in your life, something to spice it up” Sam spoke gently, thinking for a bit before a smile appeared on his face, “i know just the thing!” He cheered.

“how is coffee gonna help me” bucky huffed, sam just rolled his eyes, dragging the super soldier along to his favorite coffee shop.

“no trust me, this coffee is amazing, they have all these other drinks too and the person who always takes my order is amazing” Sam cheered, a smile on his face as he rounded the corner and saw you through the glass.

“that’s them!” He smiled, turning to look at bucky, he stopped in his tracks.

“you aren’t trying to set me up on a date right now, right?” Bucky looked at Sam wide eyed and he rolled his eyes, shaking his head and grabbing Buckys wrist.

“if this was a date i would’ve made you dress better” Sam shot back, bucky frowned looking down at his clothes. What was so wrong with his clothes?

“this is my favorite jacket” bucky pouted and Sam rolled his eyes, as the door opened a small chime went off.

“good evening sam!” You called out, a bright smile on your face as you finished taking someone’s order. Sam and Bucky stood in line, waiting only a couple minutes before you helped them.

“your usual?” you beamed and Sam smiled, you wrote it down quickly, turning to bucky with a smile, “what can i get for you?” Bucky blushed a bit, avoiding eye contact with you and glancing at the menu.

“i- well uh i don’t know actually” bucky hesitated, sam cringed at his friend, elbowing him slightly.

“what do you recommend?” he asked quickly, and you turned to look down at the menu as if you didn’t have it memorized.

“hmm, well i really the special we have right now, if you’re not into sweet then i recommend that one” you pointed out with your pen a smile still on your face.

“whatever your favorite is” He spoke, heart beating in his chest as the words tumbled out. You felt your face heat up at his words, nodding quickly. Bucky paid and went to go sit next to Sam, ears red and face hot.

Sam simply chuckled at him, waiting patiently for you to call out their order numbers. Bucky kept glancing up, stealing glances at you and marveling at how pretty you were. The way you moved so easily and kept a smile on your face anytime someone looked your way.

Buckys heart sunk a bit. He wished he could be like that, all smiles and rainbows, like the way he used to be. He thought about how brooding he was and the way sam always commented on the way he stared too much. He tore his eyes away from you and focused on the decoration in the cafe.

“57 and 58!” You called out, setting the drinks on the counter looking out for Sam and bucky, smiling when you saw the two men getting up and walking towards you.

“thank you y/n!” Sam smiled and you nodded, eyes moving to bucky, he gave you a tight lipped smile before walking out. “that wasn’t so bad was it” Sam smirked and bucky rolled his eyes, taking a sip of his drink.

“oh wow this is really good” bucky mumbled, drinking some more and furrowing his brows, sam smiled at him, nodding in agreement.

The two men returned a couple times every week, you smiling at them and saying hello, giving bucky a new drink to try every time he came. The two of you stealing glances anytime you looked over while making the drink, heart rate spiking when your eyes met.

Bucky was giddy to see you, wondering what you would give him today. Sam frowned when your coworker greeted them instead of you.

“wheres y/n?” Sam asked, you coworker frowned at the mention of you before replying.

“oh they quit, our boss kept giving them shit” she sighed, “between you and i, they only stayed this long because you guys kept coming back” she smiled, her eyes moving to bucky, “specially you.”

As the two men were leaving your coworker called out for them, handing them a piece of paper. “she told me to give you guys this, have a good day!”

They looked at each other before unrolling the paper, you handwriting on it along with your phone number.

“text me when you want bird boy” Sam read, laughing a little, he turned to bucky, craning his neck to read his, “what’s your say” Bucky had a bashful smile on his face.

“oh just to text them whenever” bucky cleared his throat, shoving the piece of paper in his pocket.

i really hope we can hang out properly soon :) the paper read, scribbled under was a list of drinks you wanted him to try. Buckys heart fluttered at the action, the whole time he was with Sam you were the only thing he was thinking about.

When he finally got back to his apartment bucky texted you, heart racing as he sent the text.

hi it’s bucky, i got your note let me know when you’re free :-)

Your heart jumped at the message, the biggest smile on your face as you read the text over again, giggling as you replied.

hi buck!! I’m free this weekend actually :]

The two of you made plans quickly, excited for a proper date and not just stealing glances and making small talk when he ordered his drink or picked it up from the counter.

When Saturday evening came bucky was frantic, texting sam and asking what clothes he should wear, recalling the time he made fun of his clothes before he met you the first time.

You were nervous as you got ready, hands shaking slightly as you changed into some nice clothing. You checked yourself out in the mirror and smiled, fixing your hair a bit.

The doorbell rang and you jumped, heart racing as you walked to the door, opening it with a smile.

Bucky stood there with roses in his hands, a bright smile on his face. He chocked on his breath a little as he took you in, it was the first time he’d seen you out of uniform and god you were perfect.

“oh thank you!” You blushed, smiling as you took the flowers from him, “come in I’ll just put these in water” you smiled, letting him in and quickly moving to put the flowers in a vase.

Your apartment was so comforting, bucky felt like he was safe there, he felt so at peace despite his heart racing in his chest.

“ready?” You asked and bucky smiled, he could hear the way your heart raced after you not so secretly checked him out. He was wearing a dark blue t shirt and a leather jacket along with some black pants.

“so where are we going?” You questioned and bucky smiled, turning to look at you nervously before focusing on the road again.

“is the fair okay? I know there’s one in town and I’ve been wanting to go but-” he rambled and you cut him off excitedly.

“i love the fair! I’m really good at those shooting games y’know” you bragged and bucky smiled, excited to see how skilled you were. “however i will not compete against you” you added quickly, making bucky frown.

“too scared I’ll beat you doll?” Bucky smirked and your heart raced at the nickname, your comeback dying on your lips. Bucky smiled as you sat there with your mouth open, looking away quickly before changing the subject.

As the two of you arrived bucky immediately knew he made the right choice, the way you had the widest smile on your face as you pointed everything out to him, eyes wide as you saw the giant dinosaur plush.

“you have a metal arm dont you?” You whispered and bucky smiled, nodding his head. “would it be, i don’t know, immoral for you to use it to get that dinosaur plush?” You blushed, giggling as bucky gasped at you.

“i cant believe you!” He teased and you frowned, bucky smiled at you, taking your hand in his and walking towards the game. He handed the man the tickets to play and held the heavy ball in his hands.

“you just have to knock all three cups over” the man spoke and bucky nodded, placing the ball in his right hand before throwing it, easily knocking the cups down.

“yay!” You cheered, running next to bucky and hugging him, the man handed you the giant plush and you smiled, staring at bucky with starry eyes.

“didn’t even use your metal arms sergeant” you teased and Buckys heart lurched at the titles. His heart was in frenzy as you smirked up at him.

“I’m a super soldier doll” he smiled at your face turned into one of realization, nodding your head.

“right, i forgot about that” you mumbled, struggling to keep the dinosaur plush from touching the ground, bucky smiled at you before he took it from your hands, easily tucking it under his arm.

“thanks” you blushed and bucky nodded, a smile on his face as he replied.

“cant have my best girl struggling on our first date can we” you blushed at his words, looking at him with a bright smile.

“first? as in more to come?” You questioned, a smile on your face as you stopped in your tracks, the lights from some ride illuminating your face in reds and pinks. Bucky nodded, suddenly his confidence was sizzling away.

“I mean unless you don’t want to that’s fine too i just- i mean” bucky rambled and you watched him struggle for a bit, biting your bottom lip before stopping him.

“I’d love to go on more dates” you spoke up, bucky smiled at you, letting out a small breath, “now let’s go to the Ferris wheel!” You easily slipping your hand in his.

Everything felt so easy with bucky, it never felt forced. The two of you constantly texting and calling when you weren’t together and grabbing dinner and going on dates more and more often. It was only a matter of time before bucky asked you out, everything falling into place for the two of you.

The two of you were in bed, you were cuddled up into his side as you watched a documentary on some lions. Bucky ran his fingers through your hair and you sighed, relaxing into his touch. It had been almost two years since the two of you went on your first date, but to bucky it felt like yesterday.

“you know i love you, right doll” he spoke suddenly and you looked at him, confused before nodding.

“i love you too loverboy” you replied, sitting up and kissing his cheek.

“don’t know where I’d be without you” he spoke softly, his blue eyes meeting yours, he smiled softly. “I used to think i was broken and no one would want me” he mumbled and you frowned, letting him continue.

“the only reason sam took me to that cafe was because i was stuck in this loop and i was going crazy” he laughed softly, “i thought i was never gonna get out of this funk but then” he stopped.

You looked at him, confused as he smiled at you, peppering kissing all over your face before caressing your cheek and kissing your forehead.

“then what?” You whispered, a smile on your face when you realized what he was going to say.

“then you came along” he replied, smiling at the way you wiggled to face him.

“you took me and you made me into a better person, you made my life so much better and now it’s like there’s a symphony playing anytime in with you” he spoke, a smile on his face when you reached your hand out and ran your fingers through his hair. You stopped your hand at the nape of his neck, pushing him towards you and crashing your lips onto his.

It was sloppy and passionate, but it was sweet. The two of you smiling into the kiss before giving him one last peck and pulling away.

“oh lovebug, that songs always been inside you, just needed a little tuning to get it right” you replied, taking him into your arms as he laid down on your chest.

For once, bucky was grateful sam had forced him to go out, he was grateful that you were working that day and you recommend him a drink. He was grateful that you went to the fair with him and you liked him enough to go on another date.

Bucky no longer wished to be like you, he didn’t long for the person he was in the 40s. He didn’t wish he could change into someone else anymore.

He didn’t because he was more himself than he had ever been. He was happy and he was at peace, he was who he had always wanted to become. He didn’t feel like he was stuck in the shadows in a constant loop.

Bucky smiled as you placed a gentle kiss on top of his head, mumbling a soft ‘i love you.’

Bucky felt happy, he felt at home and he felt in love. He was finally at peace with his life now that you were in it. You helped him become who he was, pushed him to be better and to change into who he wanted to be.

[dreamifics]

Love and Monsters

Steve Harrington x Reader!Henderson

Oneshot

Y/N Henderson's life was not like any other normal teenager's life, on a very young age her only friends was her brother, Dustin and his friends.. She was not popular in highschool, but she was not a nobody neither.. Y/N was just invisible, lost in the sea of students.. She was almost through highschool though, one day her life was turned upside down, literally and figuratively.. It's been months since the 'thing' happend, but she was still shaken up.

Y/N was laying in bed, My Generation blasting from her stereo.. She was home alone, her mother was out with some friends, her brother was hanging out with 'King Steve'.. Ever since Steve helped them about Dart, she grew closer to Steve but their short lived friendship ended when Dustin left for camp and Steve worked on their family business while she was stuck preparing herself for college.. Y/N misses Steve, his unfunny jokes and oh god--his laugh..

A loud knock startled her, she shot up from her bed, memories of what happend was flashing back to her.. Despite what she tells her friend, she was not okay.. She almost died twice and that opened up trauma's and issues within herself..

Another loud knock startled her, Y/N shakes her head and just ran to the door.. Reaching their front door, her icy hands made contact with the cold steel knob..

It revealed a disheveled Dustin and Steve, she could tell that there were excitement dripping all over them.. Steve was still wearing his sailor work uniform, he looked cute to Y/N but she once threw that thought in the back of her mind..

"What's up?" She questioned the two.

Dustin just smiled and pushed pass her, while Steve was reluctant to go in.. Steve avoided Y/N for almost the whole summer because of the daunting realization that he was catching feelings for her and that scared him.. Y/N was the kind of girl that likes to watch nerdy movies, spend hours playing games with a bunch of kids and save the world two times.. However, Steve was scared, he was still stuck in the unjustified rules of highschool and popularity. . He still wanted to be 'King Steve', but he also wanted to be Y/N's..

"Nice outfit, sailor boy.." Y/N winked and laughs at Steve, he just shakes his head and went inside their house..

Steve made his way to Dustin's room with Y/N right behind him, but before reaching Dustin's room, he passed Y/N's room.. He unconsciously stopped as he looks around, observing every corner of her room.

There were posters plastered all over her walls, books were all around her room in her bed, shelves and even floors.. In the other side she had a small collection of music that made Steve smile.. Because they had the exact same taste, she is the perfect girl.

"If you want to go in, you're free to wander around my room, anytime.."

Steve turned around to face Y/N, he misses her.. How Y/N sarcastic remarks leave her sweet lips or how she rolls her eyes whenever she see something stupid.

"I might just take you up on that.."

"Hm-mm.. You didn't even talk to me when Dustin left, you broke my heart, Steviee.." She jokes, but it sounded a little bitter.

Y/N did get hurt, Steve stopped talking to her when Dustin left, it seems like Steve didn't really like her as much as she thinks he did. Y/N was bored and got stuck just studying and sometimes hanging out with the party.. It was fun but she was looking forward to hanging out with Steve.

"I'm sorry about that, I didn't want to see my old friends hanging out with someone like yo---" Steve stopped his sentence, he didn't mean that.. His mind was a mess, he said those things because he didn't want Y/N finding out his stupid feelings

"Right..Yeah, I get it.."

"Y/N that's not what I me--"

"Cause King Steve shouldn't be hanging out with people like me?Gotcha.."

Steve didn't even had the time to reply, he was met with Y/N's slamming door.. He didn't mean that.. Steve loved hanging out with Y/N, he want to give her something special.. Steve wanted something more from Y/N.. He knew exactly what and he didn't need a reason why but Steve wanted to give Y/N something more..

Y/N was hurt, she didn't know why but Steve words brought devastation to her.. She felt disappointed and upset, Y/N was expecting something special.. She didn't know what or why but she was expecting something more from Steve.

Y/N was dropping off Dustin to the mall where Steve was working, her lips were in a unsual frown.. Y/N wasn't usally like this, she was having a bad week, Steve just hurt her feelings and she was taking it much harder, it was very unsual.. The two Henderson was making their way to the Scoops Ahoy shop, Dustin was rambling about a message he picked up while contacting his girlfriend.

"Are you listening?" Her brother asked as they reach the store.

"Yepp, you should go in now.."

"Y/N, this could be a good thing!"

"I know..If you need my help, you can find me in the food court.."

"Y/N.."

"Yeah, Dus?"

"Are you okay?"

Y/N's mind went blank, she hated lying to her brother but she didn't want to worry anyone.  She laughs and messed Dustin's hair.

"Of course.. Now go, you know where to find me.." With that she left..

Y/N was not okay, the last time she slept was a month ago.. Nightmares kept crawling back to her, she was growing more paranoid by the day.. She was not okay, but she couldn't tell anyone that.. Everyone else is okay, even Wil who had it more rough than her. And to top that up, she was broken hearted by Steve's rejection of their friendship.. Y/N just massaged the bridge of her nose, when will she be fine?

Dustin and Steve was in the corner of the mall with binoculars in their eyes, Steve saw Y/N.. Sitting alone in the corner, a walkman in her ears and a book in hand.. Y/N was mouthing the word as her eyes read every word on that book and Steve couldn't help but feel all giddy and guilty inside.

"You see anything?" Dustin snapped Steve back to their current task.

"Uh, I guess I don't totally know what I'm looking for.'' Steve answered honestly, Y/N distracted him again.

"Evil Russians."

"Yeah, exactly. I don't know what an evil Russian looks like."

"All blond, not smiling."

"Mm-hmm?" Steve's eyes didn't looked for any Russians, his eyes drifted to Y/N spot but she was gone.. Where did she go? He couldn't help but worry, was she talking to someone else?

"Also, look for earpieces, camo, duffel bags, that sort of thing." Dustin added.

"Right, okay, duffel bags." Steve darts his eyes away from Y/N seat but it only fell on a girl he asked out earlier.

"Oh, you've gotta be kidding me." Steve mutters.

"What?" Dustin questioned.

"Anna Jacobi's talking with that meathead Mark Lewinsky."

"If you're not gonna focus, just gimme the binoculars."

Dustin got annoyed by his distracted partner, he should have brought his sister along.. But he knew that Y/N was not okay, she seemed distant and lost in her own mind.. Always spacing out and Dustin can hear her cries from his room, it killed him to see her loving and hyper sister transform into a walking corpse.

"Aw, Jesus Christ, whatever happened to standards?"

"I mean, Lewinsky never even came off the bench." Steve rambled on, annoying Dustin.

"Dude, you are the worst spy in history, you know that?"

The two fought for the binoculars, but they just looked stupid.. Dustin initially gave up and gave the binoculars to Steve.

"I don't get why you're looking at girls. You have the perfect one in front of you."

"Seriously, if you say Robin again..." Steve closes his eyes waiting for Robin's name to come up but it never did.

"No, Y/N.. My sister.."

Steve's heart clenched at the mention of her name, he wants Y/N too.. What can he do? Y/N hates his ass now, he was a jerk and he didn't deserve Y/N.

"No, man, she's not my type." Steve answered while he diverts his eyes away from Dustin.

"I saw you staring at her closed door for about 5 minutes."

Steve eyes grew wide at the realization that Dustin was watching the whole time.. Dustin just shakes his head, if he was asked he'd say that her sister felt the same way..

"She's not even... in the ballpark of what my type is, all right?"

"What's your type again? Not awesome?"

"Thank you."

"Hm."

"For you information, your sister is too sarcastic, she's too nerdy for me.."

"Also, she's too...boyish.."

Beautiful, that's what he wanted to say..

"Dude, that's my sister you're talking about, and besides she's not like that.. She's nerdy but so what? Y/N's also not boyish, she's just secured with her masculinity.."

Dustin's word echoed throughout Steve's system, he already knew that.. But somehow hearing it from another person's perspective made him like you more.

"Y/N's just not my type.." He lied..

Y/N was everything he ever wanted in a girl.

"Thanks for the clarification, Harrington." A voice surprised the two.

Y/N was standing behind them, her arms crossed..  Steve's eyes widen in surprise, did she hear everything? He didn't mean that, what did he mean?

"I didn't mean t--"

"Dustin, if you told me you'll stalk people in malls, I should've brought you to a psychiatrist.." Y/N ignored Steve and just focused on her brother.. Y/N would be lying if she haven't felt more hurt by the words Steve dropped.. She had been listening since the talk about girls came up, Y/N spotted the two doing eccentric things and she decided to eavesdrop.

"No, it's called spying.." Dustin rolled his eyes at her sister remarks while Steve was still frozen..

"What's the difference?" Y/N asked, her eyes still focused on he brother..

"It's just different, okay? Were looking for the--" Dustin stopped and looks around to see if anybody was near..

"Russians?" Y/N continued in a loud tone.

"Shh!" Both Steve and her brother shushed her. Y/N was surpised, she glares at the two and moved closer to them.

"Fine, can I tag along? I'm bored and it'll be nice to be a national hero."

The two looked at each other, Steve was nervous.. Y/N obviously didn't want him around, but this could be a chance for him to apologize to Y/N.

"Sure, you can help us look for russians with dufflebags and camo." Dustin pulled her sister to his side.

"That's kinda racis--"

"No, it's not!" Dustin cuts her sister off making Y/N laugh..

"Whatever you say Dus.."

And that's how she ended up inside a theater with two kids and two drugged teenagere.. Y/N's breathing was heavy, they were captured by Russians just moments ago.. Adrenaline was pumping through her veins, she thought this town was finally normal again, but turns out she was wrong.. Very very wrong..

They needed to get out of this hellish mall, Y/N need to find out if there's still russians lurking out, looking for them.

"The two of you need to stay here and take care of them." Y/N instructs to her brother, she pointed at a floopy Steve and Robin.

"Wait--Where are you going?!" Dustin stopped her by pulling her arm.

"I'm going to see if those fuckers are still looking for us.."

"No, we'll come with you.."

"Dustin, you need to stay here and keep a low profile.."

"Y/N don't be a hero.."

"Hey, Dipshit!I'm not trying to be a hero, what I'm doing is protecting you guys because our two friends are drugged and beaten while we brought a little kid into our mess!And I will do everything to keep you all safe, even if that means I get hurt or killed!"

Dustin knew that there's no talking Y/N out of this, her sister was right.. Taking a deep breath, he just nods and hugs her sister..

"Just please, stay safe.." Dustin was in the verge of tears but Y/N held him tight in her arms.. Dustin pulled back, Y/N gave her brother a comforting smile, she rubbed his cheeks and pat his head.

"I'll be okay, I'm a Henderson for god's sake.."

Dustin laughs as tears stroll in his face, she kissed his forehead and walked away, trying not to attract attention.. Taking a deep breath she left the theater, she'll do whatever it takes to keep her brother and her friends.. Y/N's mind flew to Steve, she was pissed off but she was not sure anymore.. The way he saved them and got beat up for them, she couldn't find a reason to be mad at him, all she can think about is his childlish look and how hot he is in his sailor uniform. Y/N just shakes those thoughts away and tried to focus on her task..

Russians..

Steve and Robin were throwing up in a seperate cubicles, they were getting the drugs out of their system.. Retching and puking can be heard all through out the theater bathroom, Steve groans and flushes the toilet.

"The ceiling stopped spinning for me. Is it still spinning for you?" Robin's voice can be heard from the other cubicle.

"Holy shit. No. You think we puked it all up?" Steve rested his back to the mini wall inside the cubicle..

"Maybe. Ask me something.."

"Interrogate me." Robin said in a mocking russian accent.

"Okay. Interrogate you. Sure. Um... When was the last time you, uh, peed your pants?"

"Today."

"What?"

"When the Russian doctor took out the bone saw."

"Oh... All right, my turn."

"Okay. Hit me."

"Have you... ever been in love?"

"Yep. Nancy Wheeler. First semester, senior year." Steve imitates a gunshot.

"Are you still in love with Nancy?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"I found someone else, she's a little bit better for me.It's crazy. Ever since Dustin got home, he's been saying, 'You know, you gotta find your Suzie. You gotta find your Suzie.' "

"Wait, who's Suzie?"

"It's some girl from camp, I guess his girlfriend. To be honest with you, I'm not 100% sure she's even real."

" But that's not- that's not really the point. That doesn't matter. The point is, this girl, you know, the one that I like, it's somebody that I... didn't even talk to in school. And I don't even know why."

"Maybe 'cause Tommy H. would've made fun of me or... I wouldn't be... prom king. It's stupid. I mean, Dustin's right, it's all just a bunch of bullshit anyways. Because, when I think about it, I should've been hanging out with this girl the whole time."

"First of all, she hates me now because of a stupid thing I said but when we hanged out, we were bonding and shit.. She was perfect for me, she's nerdy, hangs out with kids too much.. She likes the same things I like, her brother is my bestfriend.. Sometimes I wonder if she's real, because she's too perfect."

"Wait--You like Y/N?"

"Yeah, ever since last year.. I like her so damn much, I can't even believe that I said to her that I shouldn't be hanging out with someone like her."

"YOU SAID THAT?" Robin's voice boomed out all over the bathroom, Steve just sighs and slids out of the cubicle..

"Unfortunately, yes.."

Steve slid in to Robins cubicle, she was glaring at him.

"If you ask me, Y/N doesn't deserve someone like me.. She--She's too nice to be caught up in my miserable life.. And besides she would never like me.."

"I think you're still high.."

"No, I'm not.."

"Do you remember what I said about Click's class? About me being jealous and, like, obsessed?"

"Yeah?"

"It isn't because I had a crush on you. It's because... she wouldn't stop staring at you.."

"Mrs. Click?" Robin chuckles and just shakes her head.

"Y/N Henderson, I wanted her to look at me. But... she couldn't pull her eyes away from you and your stupid hair. And I didn't understand, because you would get bagel crumbs all over the floor. And you asked dumb questions. And you were a douchebag. And- And you didn't even like her then and... I would go home... and just scream into my pillow."

"But Y/N's a girl.."

"Steve.."

"Oh.."

"Yeah, now listen..Don't give me the 'she doesn't deserve me' and 'she doesn't like me back' crap.. Y/N was inlove with you since highschool, now you will tell her all about your mushy mushy feelings and you'll two will get married, have kids and you'll have me to thank for. "

"But what about you?"

"Please, I moved on.."

"Really?"

"Hell yeah, with my pretty face?I could find someone in a jiffy!"

The two were laughing when Dustin and Ericka burst into the bathroom.. Annoyance and frustration written all over their face..

"Okay.What the hell?!" Dustin asked very annoyed.

"Dude, we're normal again.."

"That's not the problem now, we need to find Y/N and go with the rest of the party."

"Y/N's not with you?"

"Do you see her?" Erica asked with the normal sass in her voice. Robin rolls her eyes at Erica who just glares at her.

"Where did she go?" Steve ignored Erica's sarcastic question

"She said she'll check the perimeter, but she hasn't come back since." Dustin answered, she was worried for her sister.. In their situation, who wouldn't?

"Shit." Steve and Robin both utter at the same time.

Y/N was changed into a much more inauspicious clothes, it was just some pants and a shirt tucked into it.. She fixed her disheveled hair and wiped her sweat.. She needed to blend in, her eyes wander around the mall.. There were Russians walking around, bviously looking for someone and that someone was them.. All the exits are heavily guarded by guards, there's no way out..

Taking a deep breath she walked back to the theater, praying that her brother and friends was safely still there but before she could even reached the theater, a russian man spotted her..

"I got eyes on one of the target!" The russian said into his earpiece, making Y/N run to the higher level of the mall, her heart racing and she was starting to feel tired.

Y/N just ran until she lost the russian, her breathing was getting shorter by the second..  Y/N's leg was starting to hurt but she ignored it and looked down to see if she can spot her brother..

And there they are, getting chased by guards.. Worries pumped into her brain as they run.. She needed to help them, if not they could get killed.

"Hey stupid spies!I'm right up here, morons!" Y/N screamed at the top of her lungs as she waves her hands around..

Steve and Dustin was horrified as they hide into the counters, Y/N was risking her life for theirs..

The guards that was chasing them made eye contact and targeted Y/N but before they could do anything a car honk.. The russians looked at each other, confused and dazed.. Eleven can be seen controlling the car, she throws it at the bad men and all they could hear were groans..

Y/N felt a surge of relief, she made her way to her brother.. Dustin, Robin, Erica and Steve pop out from behind the counter, steam hissing.. Y/N saw her brother and they all rushed up to hug her..

A tight hug welcomed Y/N, but this hug wasn't just from Dustin.. It was also from Robin, Erica and Steve.. Suddenly they all look up to see the rest of the party.. The hug was cut off by Dustin running to hug Mike and Eleven.

"Lucas?" Erica saw her brother and it made Lucas confuse..

"What are you doing here?"

Y/N who was just taking in deep breaths smiled to herself.. They were safe, but she knew this was not over.. Steve stayed in Y/N side, Robin's word replayed in his mind.. This is his chance to say his undying love to Y/N.

"Y/N?"

"Hmm?" Y/N saw Steve besides her, she was growing tired but Y/N needed to keep thriving for everyone.. Y/N saw that Steve was hesitant, he was nervous and it made her felt nervous too.

"I--I uhh.." Steve mumbles, his tongue was backing out.. Y/N had such a powerful effect on him, to the way she says his name, and everytime Y/N calls him, his heart skips a beat.. It sounds corny, but it was true..

"What?Do you need a speak and spell?" Y/N joked, it didn't help a struggling Steve.. He started to grew more anxious, he needed to get this off his chest.. This could be the last time they all see each other alive, there's no telling what could happen to them.

Y/N was just staring at him

"I have something to confess---"

Steve was cut off by El who was in pain and grunting in the floor..  They all ran to her aid and helped her with the pain she was going through.. Steve slightly curses at himself, maybe this was not a great time for a love confession.. He needed to focus on surviving this hellish adventure.. Again 

It finally ended.. Y/N was relieved, it was over.. They were safe, Y/N and Dustin were sitting in the back of an ambulance, a blanket around them as they hug each other..

"If this shit happens again, we're moving.." Y/N jokes.. Dustin chuckled, maybe they should.. However, the adventures were growing more fun and dangerous..

"Nah, we love being heroes.."

Y/N laughs as she held her brother tighter, she fixed his hair and wipe some dirt off his face.. Even if he's old now, he'll always be Y/N's baby brother.. She smiled at the memory of Suzie and Dustin singing in the middle of mayhem and chaos.

"Stooop, I'm all grown up now!" He stood up and made his way to his friends..

"Don't get too far, lover boy!" Y/N shouted causing Dustin's cheek to blush..

Y/N sighs at the sight of her brother walking away from her, this is the last time she'll save the world, she was tired of monsters.. Y/N was just enjoying the cold air of the night when someone cleared their throat.

"Hello to you Harrington.." Y/N smiled at Steve, he was just standing infront of her.. Y/N can't help but feel giddy when Steve's in his sailor outfit.. It saddens her that Steve was still stuck in his highschool mindset..

"I have something to tell you.." Steve mumbles incoherently, but Y/N understood it.. Steve was always nervous when Y/N's around, he remember the first time he saw Y/N..

Steve saw Dustin on the street asking for help, and he didn't believe at him first but he was soon convinced by how Dustin was nervous and scared.. They pulled up at the Henderson's residence, that's where he first saw--no that's not the right word..

That's where he first acknowledged Y/N..

She was sitting on the porch steps on her pajama's, there were dirt on her face and her hairs a mess.. Y/N's face lighten up when he saw Dustin getting out of the car..

"Hey Dus------What is he doing here?" Y/N's face dropped when he saw Steve also getting out of the car.

"He's our back up.." Her brother answered short and continue walking into the entrance of the basement.

"I'm back up..'' Steve said cocky at Y/N, she just scoffs and followed Dustin..

"For a guy with a black eye, you're awfully confident.."

"That's what seeing a pretty girl like you does to me.." Steve didn't know what he ate that time but he had this whole new confidence when he started talking to Y/N.. However, Y/N didn't seem impressed to his corny jokes and pick up lines, she was always scoffing and rolling her eyes..

"Yeah, you said that too when we were inside..That" Y/N's voice pulled him back to the present.. Y/N gestured at the burning mall infront of them.

"Yeah.." Steve cleared his throat, he opens his mouth, but the words won't come out he's chokin', how, everybody's jokin' now, the clocks run out, times up, over, blaow   .

"Are you gonna say something?" Y/N was starting to get nervous, did she do something to make Steve act strange? He was shaking, the sweat on his forehead is flowing like the Niagara Falls.. That's not attractive yet for some reason she found it hot..

"Oh--Yeah--Uhh.." He failed to say words again, why can't he just go straight to the point?

Robin who was with the rest of the party was staring at a stuttering and nervous Steve.. The rest started to notice even Jonathan and Nancy who was in each others arms..

"When is he gonna tell my sister that he likes her?" Dustin ponder as he stares at the two..

"I don't know, he's taking forever just uttering one sentence.." Lucas pitched in making the others laugh..

"I thought Steve was a suave and cool guy?" Mike jokes causing some of them to laugh, some was just quiet.. They were still having a hard time grasping all of this, especially Max..

"He's a nerd just like you guys.." Nancy answered, they all shake their heads as they watch Steve nervously fidgets..

"Alright, I finally had enough.." Robin whispers, the party turned to Robin, carefulky watching to what she had under her sleeves..

"HEY Y/N!" Robin shouts..

Y/N broke her gaze with Steve and brought it to a shouting Robin, not far from them.. Steve just froze to his place, panic started blaring out through his mind..

"WHAT STEVE'S TRYING TO SAY IS HE FREAKING LIKES YOU!" Robin shouted, and it all made them freeze.. Y/N blinked rapidly, did she hear that right? Steve l-likes her? What? When? How? Where?

Steve felt embarrased, he wanted the crawl in a hole and die.. Robin was dead to him, how could she do that? Now Y/N's gonna start to avoid him, she obviously doesn't like her back.

"I-Is that true?" Y/N finally asked the question she was dying to ask, she never really thought about Steve that way.. Fine, she's not gonna lie, there were some thoughts about Steve that kept her up at night..

"I can explain--If you don't feel the same it's totally fi----" Steve panicked and randomly said any excuses he can think off, not giving Y/N a chance to speak..

Y/N rolled her eyes at how Steve was rambling on, she smiled and stands up.. Pulling Steve sailor outfit, she kissed him..

Steve pressed his lips harder on Y/N, he wanted this kiss to happen since he first saw her.. And now it's happening, Y/N puts her arm around Steve's neck.. This was her first kiss and she was glad that it was to Steve.. They both kissed as the burning Star Court crumbles infront of them.  Y/N didn't knew that you can find love and monsters in this terrifying situation..

Dustin groaned at the sight of her sister and bestfriend kissing, he wanted to vomit and scoop his eyes out.. This was not a sight for sore eyes..

"Ugh!I don't want to watch my sister exchange salivas with Harrington!" Dustin sigh under his breath

"Get used to it, you'll be seeing a lot of him.." Robin teased making Dustin die inside.

"Dammit!"

Y/N was just thinking that some people lost someone special, Eleven lost Hopper.. Max lost Billy and the rest will wake up in the morning with terrible memories haunting them everyday, they can no longer feel the assurance that they're safe in the quiet town they grew up to. They knew everything that lies withing the depths of this ground, all the horrible things that Hawkin Labs brought.. Chief Hopper and Billy Hargrove died for them, they were heroes.. And the sad part is, no one will ever know.. Those who deserves to be recognized is no longer here, the heroine act they did save the world yet the world doesn't even know about them.. But Y/N and the rest knows that the sacrifices they made won't go to waste, they'll do everything in their power to keep whatever haunts this eerie town at bay.

I found this highly nice but cringey at the same time so bear with it, I also wanted to update my series about James Potter but I just can't seem to end it ughhhhh..Anyways, I hope you guys like this one..

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↦ Character(s): (3rd year) Tsukishima Kei X fem!reader

↦ Warnings: dom!Tsukki, bratty!fem!reader, light overstimulation, creampie, a tiny tiny bit of degradation, oral (m. receiving), man handling, I don’t know what you would call it but there is a photo taken of the reader after sex, not proof read. 

↦ Word Count: 2.8k

↦ Your Order:  “hi momo, can i request a midnight special with tsukishima x fem!reader with overstimulation and creampie kink please 👉👈 and if it's not too much for you i wish u could make it fluff at the end 👉👈 thank you so much, i hope u always have an amazing day 💕💕” - anon   

↦ Your Momo’s Receipt: Of course, and I do apologize I completely forgot about the part where you asked for fluff at the end, I may write a part two or just post a Tsukki flavored fluffy cupcake if that’s okay with you lovely anon! Thank you so much for your order and I hope you enjoy your time here at Momo’s! If you feel like it leave comments for the chef and please come again! 

You were in a tough spot, maybe you could call it between a rock and a hard place, since technically you were pushed against a wall and Tsukishima’s chest. Now, how did you get here? Well let’s go back.

The day began as normal, the morning was humid and fog muddled your sight, making it unable to enjoy the normal scenery you would pass on the way to your destinations around town. However, it was supposed to be extremely hot today, and hot and humid was probably the worst thing for you, especially having to wear a school uniform that required a white shirt. 

This caused you to ditch the knee high socks you normally wore and decided to leave your blazer at home, making sure to wear your tie, if you were going to get in trouble for your uniform you wanted to make sure you didn’t get into too much trouble. On your way to school you would normally meet up with your boyfriend at the half way point and walk the remaining half mile or so, but sadly Kei was at school already for early morning practice.

By the time you got to school you had run into Yachi as she walked with some of the new managers-in training that would take over the volleyball activities coming graduation, when she saw you she immediately dismissed them to go finish errands and began walking to you, both of you walking to your class together while chatting.

“So, how was this morning?” You asked softly, playing with the handle of your bag, “um...” Yachi said and looked around, almost avoiding the answer to such a simple question making you a bit confused, “I heard Kei-kun is a bit... mad today... not mad but frustrated you know?” she said, rambling on trying to phrase it in a way that would seem nicer even though she wasn’t being rude. You just nodded and looked at her, “do you know why?” you inquired and she shook her head, apparently she hadn’t shown up until half way through morning practice and the ‘incident’ had happened before then. 

The scenarios and memories of frustrated Kei was something you loved, as long as he wasn’t being rude to people too much you found it kind of fun to mess with him. Walking into your class Kei was sitting at his desk by the window, his headphones on as he scrolled through his phone. You sat down at your desk, which thankfully was the one next to his and leaned to try and make your self known. 

“Kei~” you waved at him and he glanced at you, slowly scrolling a few more times before tapping his phone and taking his headphones off with a sigh as he pushed his glasses up and turned in his seat to look at you. “Morning.” He stated a bit harshly, causing you to pout at him ever so slightly, “you okay?” you asked him, trying to look at him with big cute eyes to see how easily he may be swayed, weighing your chances and how you should act around him today. 

“Yeah, just fine.” He said before turning in his seat to face forward, keeping his head looking at you though, “how are you? was the walk to school okay?” he said, to which you answered quickly, telling him about how you go there quicker than normal because you walked faster but sadly were lonely. The teacher walked in and began class, causing everyone to get quiet.

Throughout the day your goal was now to annoy Kei to the point of him taking out his frustration in the way you hoped, on you. The hot weather paired with the humidity caused the windows of the classroom to be opened, causing the air to become thicker thanks to said humidity. Sadly for Tsukishima your white shirt was beginning to turn see through on your sides where your arms laid against your sides, showing your bra underneath.

The skirt you were wearing also repeatedly being pulled up higher as your legs kept getting hotter against the chair, making you want to get as much air to touch your skin as possible. This caused his eyes to fixate on your thighs, going between both your thighs and your chest his thoughts continued to transition from his academics to you, specifically to things he wants to do to you.

Of course most of this was done on purpose, you wore a darker colored bra today knowing it would be hot, obviously not planning to sweat this much but definitely knowing it would be a bit noticeable if you really focused on your shirt. Now in order to make your plan work you also continued to pull up the skirt higher than necessary, knowing it would catch his attention more than the shirt.

By the time school had ended Kei was unbearably frustrated, basically forgetting this morning’s situation, which you still had no real information about, but rather he was frustrated knowing you chose to distract him all day today. Lucky for you, since there was a morning practice afternoon practice was optional, and you knew frustrated Kei would definitely opt to take you home. 

The bell rang throughout the building, people instantly running out while a few stayed and quietly packed their things. You packed your things slowly and normally Tsukki would’ve done the same, but instead you felt a hand on your arm and heard a ‘let’s go’, hands reaching around your desk and shoving your things haphazardly into your bag. You smirked as your stood, Kei grabbing both of your bags and grabbing your hand before he began taking long strides towards your route home. 

“Kei slow down~” You whined but he didn’t even reply, just continued to walk, eventually you reached his front door and Kei groaned as he dropped his keys while trying to unlock it. “I got it!” you cheered, bending down to grab them, honestly forgetting you had ended up rolling your skirt up, your position was now showing a bit too much and as soon as you grabbed the keys Kei unlocked and then slammed the door open.

He kicked his shoes off and didn’t give you time to fully pull yours off before pulling you roughly towards his room. “Baby...” you said, feigning ignorance to what was causing him to be so rough, “are we going to study for our science test? we need our bags if we are.” you said with a smirk, “you know damn well we aren’t going to be studying.” he said in a low tone, closing his bedroom door behind you both.

He threw off his school jacket and put everything else down at his desk. “I’m not too sure what you mean.” You said, still unable to hide your smirk and your excitement of seeing him frustrated, his jaw clenched and his glare sharper than normal. “I’m not in the mood today y/n, don’t play around and tease me more than you already have.” he said as he looked at you and began to move closer to you, backing you against the wall, “hm~ tease you?” you said with a smirk that you know he can now see since he wasn’t turned away from you this time. 

“Yes, tease me.” he said, moving one of his hands to run the tips of his fingers down the middle of your neck and down to the buttons of your shirt, too which his fingers began to open. “you know... I’m aware you know I was upset this morning, but the fact you decided to act like some dumb whore... that was a bit too much... how am I not supposed to voice that frustration when you purposely try to make me mad?” he said, his voice getting quieter as he leaned down until his voice was a whisper and his lips were almost touching your ear,

“Well, what are you going to do about it?” you said before moving so you can look up at him, his fingers now done unbuttoning your shirt and now reaching towards the zipper on your skirt, “fuck me?” you said a bit mockingly, his straight face slowly turned into a sinister smirk “yeah,” he said and looked you in the eye as he pulled the zipper so hard it would’ve ripped off if the material was any cheaper “that’s the plan baby.” he said and pushed your skirt down, it falling around your ankles.

This caused you to almost shudder in anticipation but you bottled it up, hoping that no reaction may cause him to be rougher. “then do it.” you said in a low tone, Kei grabbed your side roughly, pulling you from the wall so he can push your shirt off, it falling to the floor not even an inch away from your skirt. Since you weren’t moving Tsukki decided he would just lift you, killing two birds with one stone as he got the skirt off of your ankles and got you onto his bed in the same movement. 

He set you on the edge of his bed before looking at you, not saying a word as he began to take off his own clothes, everything except his pants. “take care of it.” he stated bluntly, making you immediately get onto your knees in front of him. As you reached up to unbuckle his belt you looked up to meet his eyes. 

The look in his eyes was a look that almost allowed you to read his mind, you took off the belt and quickly unzipped his pants and pulled them down. He kicked them off and you looked straight at his hard member through his briefs. His hand went to the back of your head as you kissed along his length over his briefs, the hand tangling in your hair and gripping a bit tighter as he began getting impatient. 

“Stop teasing me if you know what’s good for you.” he said and you quickly looked up at him “yes sir.” you said obediently and began to pull his briefs off and then moving to take just his tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it before hollowing out your cheeks. After a few seconds you let it out of your mouth with a small pop. 

As you take him down your throat, trying to only go half way, the pressure on the back of your head from his hand causes you to push even more of his length down. In your attempt not to gag you placed your hands on Tsukki’s thighs, lightly digging your thumbs into his skin. “Who said you could touch me with anything but that pretty mouth?” He mumbled, it partially coming out as a groan.

Before you could pull off of him to answer he pushes your head back down, holding you there until he felt you begin to gag and then pushing you back and pulling you from your knees to sit on the bed. You looked up at him as he stared you down, his hands moved inside your thighs and pulled them apart, your soaked panties now on full display. 

A scoff from Tsukki caused heat to rush to your cheeks in embarrassment “you really get this wet from acting like a whore and making me mad?” he laughed softly, very lightly dragging his finger tip up your clothed slit before hooking his fingers around the middle and pulling your panties off while his other hand unclasped your bra. 

“Mainly from making you mad.” You whispered in a slightly bratty tone, your voice wavering however due to your need, this caused Tsukki to smirk even more. “Well, then I guess I should give you what you want huh?” He said before basically throwing you onto your stomach, pulling your hips in order to make you sit on your knees with your elbows down on his mattress. 

“Color?” He growled as he pumped his own length with one hand and groped your ass and thighs with the other. “Green.” you said, your voice muffled against the pillow in front of you. “Good.” He said as he slid his length between your folds, using your wetness as lubricant before suddenly slamming into your entrance. 

What had originally started out as a whine due to what was previously him teasing your folds was now a full moan that was almost a scream due to the sudden pleasure that flooded over you when he began to thrust into you. 

His kept one hand on your hip, his grasp slowly getting tighter as his thrusts got rougher. His other hand was moving between your chest and you hair, only pulling at your hair when you had leaned too far forward. The noise you made when he grabbed your hair and pulled you back into the original position was music to his ears. 

After a few hard thrusts and his hips becoming sloppy he moved his hand down to your clit, knowing from the way your thighs were shaking from the strength you were exerting to hold yourself up he knew you were close. The rough pad of his fingers sent you over the edge, your orgasm washed over you as the heat in the pit of your stomach turned into pure pleasure, he smirked when he felt your walls clench around him repeatedly but continued to thrust. 

Once you had seemingly calmed down from your first release he began his assault once again, speeding up, but this time he pushed down on the small of your back, causing you to lay flat against the bed and he moved to lay on top of you. His head above yours and his breath now against his ear, “how does it feel baby? Do you still enjoy making me mad?” He asked breathlessly and you nodded your head in agreement causing him to bite at the space between your neck and shoulder. 

His voice began to come out of his mouth against your shoulder before he quickly stopped talking, his hands gripping you tighter and his nails digging into your skin slightly. As he continued to thrust you felt your self growing closer to your second orgasm thanks to not just to him continuing his assault so soon after your first orgasm but also the feeling of your clit being ground against the sheets you laid on.

“I’m gonna cum inside you okay sweetheart?” He questioned although it was more of a statement, you released for the second time from the feeling of his release shooting inside you. He continued to thrust into you, his own high seeming to not pass and your second already ending. 

He groaned lightly before he bit at your shoulder “one more time.” he said before he started thrusting harder, trying to make sure his second orgasm wouldn’t run away from him too quickly, trying desperately to cum for the second time as soon as possible. 

He slammed into your entrance a few more times, this time focusing more on the strength of his thrusts than the speed, the only thing on his mind being to get as deep inside you before releasing. Just as he came again you reached your third and hopefully final release, he ground his hips against yours, not pulling out but wanting to ride out his high.

After stilling completely he relaxed against you, his chest heavy against your back as he attempted to catch his breath. For the first time since he began fucking you he moved the hand that was on your hip, moving it up to fix his glasses before slowly pulling out of you. 

He smirked as he moved back, his stare looking like he was enjoying a view, you went to sit up but you heard him let out a small “don’t” before moving closer and grabbing your ankles to spread your legs back out.

He grabbed his phone and took a photo before turning his phone around for you to see the photo, the scene of your entrance leaking his cum, his lips basically touching your ear as he whispered “I’m going to keep this as a reminder for you when you want to be bad again.” He said and smirked before turning off his phone and standing back up fully.

As he moved to grab a drink from his bed side table you began to sit up, he almost choked on his water from a laugh when he quickly took a few more gulps and set it to the side.

“I don’t know where you’re planning on going. Get back on your hands and knees.” He said with his signature smirk, causing you to whine. 

“I’m not finished with you just yet baby.” He said as he moved back to the bed.

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