#this is so ass as u can tell i was over it by bullet point 3 i just wanted to be done with it.

[lumincry]

𝗳𝘂𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲. nesrin almanza . 𝗮𝗸𝗮. nessie , the loch ness monster . 𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗯𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗵. july 19th , 2000 . 𝗮𝗴𝗲. twenty-three . 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗼𝘄𝗻. clifton , new jersey . 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿. cis woman . 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘀. she / her . 𝘀𝗲𝘅𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆. bisexual . 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘂𝘀. single . 𝗲𝗱𝘂𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻.  currently a student at golden state university , pursuing a degree in journalism. 𝗼𝗰𝗰𝘂𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻. secret podcast host of late night instability .

𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭. ⋆｡°✩ 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐬. ⋆｡°✩ 𝐰𝐜.

☆ 𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄 / 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭

➟ aesthetics: a collection of CDs, thoughts scattered on pieces of paper, roaming empty streets at night, a scowl that seems permanent, the sound of a bong when you take a hit, wearing sunlasses after a rough night out, writing obscene messages on bathroom stalls, and an album of screenshots labeled "receipts". ➟ inspiration: gianna allister (the maddest obsession), emory scott (night fall), brooke davis (oth), emma (bodies bodies bodies), guinevere beck (you), elena abelli (the sweetest oblivion), natasha (life unexpected). ➟ likes: iced matcha, black coffee, the smell of freshly cut grass, swimming, roaming the 'tok, going biking at four in the morning, pretending she's asleep to avoid conversing with people, cherry rolling paper, and thunderstorms. ➟ dislikes: dogs, reading, denim, the word yolk, pandora music, the color yellow, tv series with over five seasons. ➟ habits: biting her cuticles, cracking her knuckles, pulling apart split ends, becoming overly infatuated with people.

☆ 𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐎 / 𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥

➟ has a scar going through her right eyebrow, so hair no longer rows in small part of the area. face is scattered in light freckles and she also has a scar on her top lip that she ot from her cat when she was eleven. ➟ definitely wears a full face of makeup to cover up her acne. like most people, she for sure thinks it's worse than it actually is, so probably will not be caught dead without at least a tinted moisturizer on. ➟ wears a lot of long skirts and printed tank tops. closet is almost entirely thrifted. minus shoes, which she will normally splurge on.

☆ 𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 / 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭

➟ on july 19th, 2000 at 9:08 pm valeria and isaac almanza welcomed nesrin into the world. the two never had the chance to give her another sibling. ➟ valeria was a full time stay at home mom while isaac would work 10 hour shifts at a car repair shop trying his best to make ends meet. they didn't have much but they were a happy family. ➟ at three, nesrin's not interacting properly with the other kids. she's not sharing or playing with others and she's aggressive. "she's just shy" her mother says ➟ at six she's top of her first-grade class, always getting the highest scores on their english exams. she's still not making many friends, but that's okay because she'll be more outgoing with time. ➟ a few months later her father passes away in his sleep. it's shocking and unexpected. her mother has a rough time grieving the loss of her first love and having to take over family finances. she joins a dating website where she meets an older man and the two quickly get hitched after nine months of dating. ➟ right before her 10th birthday nesrin meets her mother's new boyfriend. a man she met on a catholic dating site who has a daughter two years younger than her. the two get hitched not long after and now she's learning how to have a family again. ➟ nesrin starts attending church with the family at her mother's request, whose husband is very uptight and religious. she has a new set of rules to follow with her little sister. ➟ once high school starts nesrin does her best to break out of her shell and make new friends. hard to do when you're fifteen with an 8 pm curfew. ➟ at fifteen she sneaks out & goes to a high school party with the neighbor to meet new people. nesrin has her first kiss and loses her virginity in the same night to an older boy she has a crush on. not necessarily because she wants to but rather because it's what all the teens are doing. isn't it? nesrin soon learns that she likes the little bit of attention she can get from boys, and slowly begins to pursue them just to 'finally feel something'. ➟ i'm getting tired of typing so real quick she does her best to get good grades but she has mediocre grades at best. her best subject is english. she applies to all sorts of colleges across the country & obtains a spot as GSU with a swimming scholarship.

☆ 𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 / 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭

➟ girlfriend, or former girlfriend of michael. when the relationship first started the two really did care about each other but somewhere down the line michael began to pull away and nesrin had to find affection elsewhere. at the point of michael's death they were barely together. ➟ as stated ahead nesrin became intuned with her sexuality earlier on in life. overtime she has learned how to weaponize that, using it to get her way. she is very secure with this and has no embarrassment from it either. period queen. ur stronger than me. ➟ literally moved across the country for some freedom. her freshman year consisted of blacking out every weekend but the fun is gone now that she's able to drink legally. ➟ nesrin has created a podcast under the alias melissa where she discusses the ongoing investigation of michael's death and what has lead up to it. don't judge her. it's practice for when she becomes a newscaster. maybe.

realizing halfway through that present became headcanons rather than an actual.. representation of whats happening in her life atm but SUE ME !!! i also physically cannot write here anymore ill add to it eventually im sorry.

[satoruhour]

toji’s reaction to seeing you in short shorts/booty shorts around the house 🏃‍♀️

PAYBACK

a/n: sorry anon i didnt exactly like how this turned out but i still hope u enjoy !!!

wc: 2.1k

warnings: sorta crack-ish in the beginning, pleasure dom toji, soft dom toji, praise, toji is obsessed w/ you, kitchen sex, clothed sex, oral (f! receiving) / cunnilingus, pussy slaps! (both w/ his hand and d!ck), fingering, clit stimulation, tit + ass fondling, unprotected sex, p → v penetration, creampie / breeding kink, brief aftercare, n*sfw under the cut

there were things that toji was good at holding back on, like telling you that you might’ve added a bit more garlic than butter for a garlic spread. he doesn’t tell you how your body heat warms him up fast and he desperately wants to pull away from you, but your slumbering state is so peaceful he would rather burn. 

and then sometimes he wishes he would just bite the bullet (even if you were his baby), because you were currently getting back at him for giving you the silent treatment. if he could do it over a trivial thing, so could you. toji’s probably still mad about your guess in charades, where you couldn’t understand that he was telling you he was riding a tricycle and not a bicycle, that mere difference of wheels causing a major roadblock in your relationship.

it was by far the stupidest thing you’ve argued about (you assume he had a bad day, too), and you were willing to talk things out and tell him he could’ve just put up three fingers instead of pointing aggressively to an invisible tricycle, but he opts to glare at you and sigh instead. you can’t believe he’s getting this worked up over a game of charades too, so you tease him the only other way you know how to.

it hadn’t been that long since you talked, but you figured you’ll need to start on dinner soon, getting a sick idea in your head when you see the new booty shorts you had ordered laying on your bed. you definitely thought it would be better for another day, but life is short and toji is not, so you pull them on and they feel divine, remembering the content smile on your face when your boyfriend had offered to pay for them — a reward well received when you check out your ass in the full-length mirror and the way it shaped your lower half.

the evening carries on as usual, but you can feel his stare once you emerge from your room in one of his shirts and he thinks you aren’t wearing any pants until you’re pulling out saucepans and reaching for the spices in the top cupboard that his shirt rides up and he can see your plump fucking ass; he chokes on his water.

with your back turned, you stifle a little grin and continue with your chores as the shorts ride up with each walk from living room to kitchen, but it’s all under the guise of cleaning and setting the table, wiping aimlessly, too, at the coffee table in front of the TV where toji sat, even if you weren’t eating there. you feel eyes on you when you return to the kitchen and continue your torture, cooking up a storm and bending over while looking into the fridge, while pulling out the plates for dinner, while—

“those the shorts i bought you?” bingo. although you’re not quite ready to talk to him yet, you succumb with a curt nod. toji obviously isn’t satisfied with your answer, footsteps approaching to lean on the kitchen island as his eyes keep his gaze locked at your butt.

“gonna ignore me for the whole day, hm?” it seemed like toji had other plans, his larger hand trailing up your thighs to your ass before curling around your waist. he’s pressing his front against you, hips grinding slightly even though you know he wants to do anything but that. you’re not wearing underwear, either, so the sensation of his bulge against your cunt is a lovely feeling and it takes everything in you not to moan.

you have to bring yourself back to reality to turn off the stove that feels so far away, hands clutching onto the countertops as you chase the familiar drag of your sex against his but toji only tuts, landing a slap onto your ass. “dinner first, baby.”

bastard. you roll your eyes and groan, but you didn’t seem to catch his innuendo, so you’re yelping when he suddenly flips you around and tugs at your shorts, pulling it off of a leg so there’s space for him. while your hands are pushing at his shoulders, desperately wanting to uphold your pride of ignoring him, you know the cool air against your cunt and the sight of fushiguro toji on his knees is only making you wetter.

and toji just smirks, looking up at you like his revered deity and you jump again at his cold hands prying your thighs apart, bringing a leg to rest on his shoulder. toji looks in love with your pussy, seeing your hole clench around nothing as your eyes beg for him to do something, anything, but he only continues to tease, running his thumbs along your folds and just missing your clit.

“use your words, sweetheart.”

“need…” toji raises an eyebrow, cheek leaning casually against your thigh and he grins as he sees you fight your own pride like you don’t want his tongue and fingers on you. give it a little more and you’ll break, because through the silence of your shared home and your heavy breathing, the tension is so infuriating that you’re willing to push away that stupid game of charades to the back of your brain.

you hate how needy you sound, though. “i need your tongue… p-please, baby,” you plead and drag out the name, and in the stuffiness of the kitchen, you think toji, one of the strongest men you know, looks the fucking best when he’s smiling up at you with a wanton want behind his eyes. “wan’ you, toji, wan’ you to eat me out!”

“oh… of course, when you beg like that,” toji plants a kiss to your puffy clit and the simple gesture makes you whine, “how could i say no to my pretty baby?”

toji delves in like he’s never eaten before, licking a thick stripe up your pussy to collect your slick before lapping at your clit, garnering a loud moan that reverberates throughout the house. you wish you never called him out on his terrible acting skills from the start, one hand keeping your balance while the other tugs on his black hair. harder and harder.

toji groans at your impatience as he feels you spread your legs further, moans and whimpers filling his ears. one hand sneaks under his shirt and squeezes at your tits, the other hugging you closer to him, fondling your ass at the same time. your boyfriend takes in everything, from your pleasured expression to your contracting tummy and he can feel himself harden below him.

but you come first, you always come first and he makes it clear when he halts for a second and you whine at the lack of contact. “eyes here, baby.” toji calls out to you, slapping your cunt and you jolt at the feeling, although it’s not entirely unpleasant; your eyes flit down to him. the other grins again and slaps your pussy a few more times, the wetness of your sex making loud, obscene noises, “tell me how good i’m making you feel, yeah?”

you mewl as you nod as his fingers prod at your hole and you swear the sudden intrusion has your stomach turning. you’re clamping down on his fingers which sets a pace, buried right up to the ends of his fingers as his palm collects your slick. your lover continues to abuse your clit, alternating between flicking his tongue and sucking.

“o-ooh, shit! they’re so deep, tojiii!” the moans you let out were almost pornographic, breathless and needy with how good he was giving it to you, the familiar feeling of an orgasm creeping up on you. his fingers keep a constant pace, stretching you out so well and the roughness of them feel so contrasting on your body, but you love it. “toji, i— fuck, i’m c-close!”

“taste so good, doll. c’mon, cum on my tongue.” the older man is ruined too, the heat of the kitchen getting to him with how the strands of his hair stick to his forehead, but more than that, he’s grinding into thin air, wanting any sort of relief for his hardening cock. “you taste like heaven, oh shit...”

“t-toji— i’m! oh, fuck, fuck fuck—!” it’s not long before you’re unravelling in his hold, legs trembling and incoherent babbles spilling from your lips as toji licks up your release leaving from your dripping, tight hole, sure to lap up every last drop. his emerald eyes hold yours as he cleans you up, body still twitching and shivering from the mind-blowing orgasm before he stands and removes his fingers, holding it to your lips.

“suck.” and you do, keeping eye contact as you wrap your tongue around him like you would to his cock, free hand already making pulling down his sweatpants that has a little pre-cum leaking through it.

“up you go, darling,” toji mumbles, plopping you onto the counter with ease, and because he’s so tall, his pelvis perfectly lines up with yours. it’s probably also because you envisioned this happening, though, that you made sure to pick out a kitchen countertop with the proper height. he slaps the tip of his cock on your glistening pussy, an angry red from being neglected, groaning as your arousal provides lube with no problem.

“just so you know, i’m buying you more of those stupid shorts,” toji confesses before he pushes past your entrance, tip already stretching you so well that you laugh and moan at the same time, arms flying to encircle his neck to feel him closer. “f-fuck, baby… so tight, just for me…”

“’s all yours, toji,” you whimper softly, an unspoken look in your eyes that just says that i’m yours for you to use, “this pussy’s all y-yours— mmf—”

by then, he’s bottomed out, taking his time in filling you up inch by inch and your submission is reason enough for him to start rocking into you, hips faltering just a little by how warm and snug you felt that it has toji catching his breath. but he doesn’t hold back once you’re comfortable, bullying his cock into you at a faster pace into your pussy that sucks him in so well with each thrust.

“your tight, little pussy’s g’na make me cum faster than usual, pretty,” toji says with a breathless laugh, mouth tasting the sweat that lines your body as he kisses your neck. 

“that’s— okay,” you choke out, pulling him away from the embrace and the sight that greets you takes your breath away. dark, lustful eyes trained on you and a stunning smile to match; you see your lover’s eyes soften ever so slightly when he hits that sweet spot in you, “i’ll take all— fuck- all of your cum, okay?”

and toji almost cums at that moment but he knows if he looks at you any longer and how your tongue lols out at how his cock fits so well in you, he just might; so he just settles for frantic nods, and nudges your head down to look at how his length moves in and out of you. your slick and his pre-cum is leaking all over the counter, squelching noises filling the kitchen. “look at how well you take me. good fuckin’ girl is what you are.”

you giggle at the praise because you know toji means every word, but your moans take over soon. there’s the twist of your core, that edging feeling that toji’s drawing out of you so well — it doesn’t help how he brings a hand to your clit, rubbing circles that you’re close, so close.

“toji, toji, toji—” chanting out his name is all you can do when you’re fucked silly, spilling over unexpectedly as you clamp down hard on his cock. toji groans when he feels you spasm over his length, hips not stopping even after you ride out your orgasm. you’re cumming so much that his stomach is wet, too, the pap! pap! pap! of his pelvis against your pussy sounding so filthy.

your babbles converge into three words, mumbling out i love yous to the older man and soon toji cums as well, swallowing your tearful confessions with a sloppy kiss and he’s releasing deep inside you. he can feel your mewls through the kiss, no doubt loving how his thick cum is spilling into you. his seed is hot, leaking from his tip in ropes and ropes until you’re filled to the brim and you sigh, content with how it feels in you.

your lazed hums make him chuckle, kissing you again and softer this time. “my baby, my sweet baby,” toji makes sure to wipe your eyes after, and mutters apologies against your forehead for the dinner turning cold, but when he sees you and your languid smile, he knows you don’t mind.

thirsts and drabble requests are open!

[bomber-grl]

Deku Dating hc!! ୨ৎ

Pairing(s): Izuku Midoriya x Gn!Reader

Creds ~ first divider: @/khaer 2nd divider: @/strangergraphics-archive Art: @/xuune/kaiihuna or @/_kaiihua on twt

HE IS SO FLUSTERED OMG

Not even an exaggeration, the moment you confessed it was like blud went into cardiac arrest

Once he regained his wits he reciprocated your feelings all in a couple of stutters and accidental muttering

How charming

All sarcasm aside, it really is endearing

Yknow how most of the people in class 1-A are unnecessarily weirded out by his muttering

Plus how Deku is more often than not, called names by his own fandom 💀

Well he thinks that way about himself too

Sure you get along more than just fine but seeing him apologize for being more than a little nerdy is shocking to say the least

I mean if anything his “weird” and nerdy self is literally part of his charm and you make this known

Reread that first bullet point for a hint to how he reacted to you telling him that

Anyway

It’s likely you guys met at UA

I mean it’s where he’s made the most friends at (if any) and the only reason he talked to you was either it was inevitable or he absolutely fan boy-ed over your quirk

If you guys had some sort of romantic connotation and you had to fight against each other in the sports festival he’d be pretty conflicted

Although, you’d probably not want him to hold back

If anything he’s just sorry about the whole ordeal 😭

As a boyfriend Deku is shy(?)

I mean just look at how he reacted to technically a none romantic gesture and just interaction - he’s definitely going to be flustered for the majority of you two hanging out

Overall he’s really sweet

Like genuinely it’s surprising that he’s never actually been with someone in a real relationship before

If you disagree… look at him in the beginning of the anime 😭💀)

At most he was probably jokingly asked out or asked out on a dare in the past

I do think that hero life would sort of interfere with romantic relations for you both(assuming ur attending UA)

So there’s times where meeting up or just hanging out would be difficult

But when you two can hang out- it’s really nice

You’re either going to fast food restaurants, going shopping or doing anything really-

These outings are similar in the fact that they all often end in you both fighting some villian 😭

There is this one instance where before the dorms were introduced- you and Izuku had stayed to train or clean- whatever it was at school

He got a call from inko and upon finding out you (someone he does nothing but yap about to her) were around, well, she figured she’d invite you for dinner

Queue you finally meeting Inko and if you’re nervous and want to get a gift of some kind Izuku is kind of laughing but also happy that you want to “impress” her

Even though she loves you already

When you meet inko, she’s is buzzing with as much nervous energy as Izuku is

Funny how similar they are

The dinner goes smoothly and if anything she just approves of you more

Now eventually dorms get introduced and so does sneaking around

Don’t tell me no one in class 1-a wouldn’t sneak around- they’re high schoolers and you can’t tell me they wouldn’t just want to have stereotypical sleepovers

Among those who would sneak around is you

Izuku is less likely to because he’s a bit shy and if he’s ever caught- God kill him now 😭

So ofc you end up sneaking to his room

Which sorta backfires because he loves all might and all might is just staring at you in every direction you look.

The merch is just too excessive

Even then, a sleepover is too much for him and in Izuku fashion- he gets flustered

It takes awhile for him to chill 😭

Holding hands? In the hall way?

If you manage to hold hands for 5 seconds before Iida or Bakugo mention it then you’ve got a personal best!

(Iida because he says no PDA, and bakugo cuz him and his big ass mouth always got something to say)

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A/n: hope u liked! ^^

[fleursbending]

THE TAILS OF TSU'TEY AND TONOWARI. | 18+

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 : do you see that pun ?? isn't it so funny ?? ^^ hahahahaahahahahahha.. okay here u go whores have sum headcanons 🙏🏼‼️‼️ (i was gonna link the jake sully one but i think everyone and their mom has seen it). this filthy asf i did not hold back. my mind ran and fell out of my ass. edit / ok the bullet points were glitching out for wari but i'm hoping it is okay now!

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : MDNI, nsfw, UHMM seggsy times with blue big ass aliens idrk what else to say ?!?!? choking, overstim, brief degrading, mention of somnophilia & oral (f! receiving).

✰ 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐈 :

wari knew you were drawn to his tail, for a differing amount of reasons. one of them being that it made you feel really good

and he'd be so consumed by making you feel good, because you're his girl. your pleasure tops everything for him

like his tail is so thick in and the width of it is so girthy lord

"take it like the good girl you are." he'd say as he forces you beneath him and lets his tail gravitate up your leg to where you need him most

i just see his tail acting before he can even fully think of what he was about to do

whether it is in his possessive nature, or just watching out for you

he'd totally use the width and thickness of it to his advantage come on. probably would let it lay in between your plushy thighs and press it against your throbbing clit.

"ahh" he'd say, as he would spit in your mouth - making you swallow it as you grind down on his tail.

I'm not sure how sensitive the metkayinas tails would be considering how different they've adapted to their surroundings, but i'd like to think

if you were to tug on it, it'd still elicit a deep guttural grown from tonowari

he'd fist your hair and smash your lips against his, nibbling at your bottom lip

"yeah? is all of this mine?" he'd growl, hands groping your ass and squeezing it.

wari would whisper such filth to you as his lips hover right over yours, basking in your whines and moans that waver in differing octaves.

"what's wrong, sweetheart? can't take anymore? why? oh...-" he'd let out a low chuckle. "is that it? i don't care. keep going."

his tail would be like. undeniably smooth.. so imagine thigh riding but switch thigh with tail lol!

some of y'all gonna be like wtf!! but dont lie to me ik some of u guys are eating that concept up

like him gripping your hips and pulling you up and down, other hand trailing down to press his thumb on the pearl of your clit and gently just rubs

or when you've made him fucking angry he'd use his tail as some sort of fuck toy until your legs are too sore to keep going.

like he'd give you such a condescending glare, "what? you're spent? when did i tell you to stop?"

tonowari is a beefy man, and with all that strength lordddd you're all gonna be going at it for quite some time !!

like ik for a fact he'd make you use his tail to get off until you reach the point of pure exhaustion

he'd let out a booming laugh, making you comfortable as he just towers over you

"guess it's my turn now"

and his cock would just be so ready for your cunt

and he'd coo at you as you let out something akin to a scream and a cry as your poor lil hole is finally filled with himmm and his balls would just smack at your skin lorddd

there'd be instances where you'd go on midnight swims and his tail would just curve into your waist pushing you closer to his proximity.

he'd have a wolfish grin as your chest presses into this, hands palming at every inch of your skin.

and as things get more heated, more desperate. you'd begin to tug him back to shore, to head to your shared mauri.

but he'd insist with a shake of his head, grasping below your thighs and wrapping them around his waist.

his head would dip down then, hovering over your ear. his breath making the hairs on the back of your head stand.

"how about i just take you here?" like! ok yes pls-

i can just imagine his tail sometimes pushing the ends of your hair back so he could have access to your chest, kissing you everywhere.

like not to deter but tonowari is such a boobs guy like he'd fr suck on your nipples while bucking into you real deep.

mans has such a high sexdrive like, he's going to crave you constantly. especially if he didn't have a successful hunt, or people in the clan are way to up his ass that day.

either he'd fuck you into oblivion, or just sit back and let you use him however you wish.

his tail swishes ever so slightly at the mere thought of you, that's the affect you have on him.

he doesn't know if it's possible but the next thing on his kink list is to definitely somehow choke you with his tail as he fucks you.

you'll have more than enough time together alone, (especially on your night escapades) for him to really test those, so be ready

✰ 𝐓𝐒𝐔'𝐓𝐄𝐘 :

let me just say. he'd be gripping your throat as his lips are so precise with the way they kiss yours in that very moment

and you wouldn't acknowledge it at first as he leans in closer to you. not even realising his tail that trails up your leg

but then it would tug at your loin cloth. once to check how tightly it is on. two to check the waters. 3 to rip it right off of you.

and you'd gasp in shock as the cool air hits your already wet pussy

tilting his head, a coy smirk graced his lips as his forefinger ever so softly dragged through your folds

"ah, what have i done to already make you this wet. do tell."

your hips would jolt then, desperate for more friction, for him to fill you up

the smirk would drop, tsking at you as one of his large hands would push down on your lower tummy to keep you settled

you'd take a deep inhale of breath, both your eyes following the tail that once again trailed up your leg

this time it'd wrap itself around your breasts, squeezing. it was pure erotic, back arching and everything.

the smoothness and how sleek it was, the way it pressed down on your chest - had your eyes closing in pure utter ecstasy

"that's right, use it like it's my cock. there you go, baby. yes." he'd urge you when you are having sex

he'd be very watchful of your reactions, solely just wanting to please you and make you feel good

like can you imagine at a bonfire one night, tsu'tey had gone off to get your food

you're just happily waiting for him when suddenly another man from the clan approaches, trying to seduce you to follow him to the forest

you'd respectfully declined, knowing that of his true intentions behind his words - but he wasn't seeming to go without staking a claim on you

did he live under a rock? oh no tsu-tey

tsu'teys hands are preoccupied, anger making his posture stiffen ever so more as he quickened his pace over to you

"i am taken, i have a mate. please leave before he-"

he makes himself known from behind you, balacing the food on his hands as he uses his tail to smack the wrist of the mans hand that was trying to make its way to your face

"you heard her, leave. before i take out all your teeth and beat you to-"

"tsu'tey!" you'd hiss, arms wrapping around his waist.

he'd snap out of it, glowering at the pathetic excuse of a man as he scampered off.

your cheeks flush as you realised his tail now seemed to wrap itself right above your loin cloth - an action he'd do unintentionally when feeling possessive

after your meal,, let's just say he was still starving for some more

the way he'd restrict your hand by his tail, or how the swishing motion of it would tenderly linger on your legs when he'd devour your pussy

"shhh, don't want the rest of the hunting party to you hear you. unless you do?" he'd say as he had you against a tree and completely having his way with you

i can see his tail having a mind of its own while he's asleep sometimes,, like he'd be having quite a vivid dream of you

and suddenly his tail would just be pressed against you, in a tired haze you'd try to ignore the pressure

but with tsu'tey spooning you and now unintentionally rutting against you, his tail seems to be growing in sensitivity as it curls against you

the feeling of the fur at the end of it brushing your upper thighs is what would finally jolt you awake

i can just imagine his tail trailing down the dip in your spine as you ride him, or the best part

when you'd surprise him by tugging on it

it'd happen at those times where its your turn to take control during your nighttime charades,, yk y'all like to switch it up

just a lil tug is all it takes sometimes

he'd harshly bite down on his bottom lip, "y'n" he'd let out in a low growl that makes you clench and squeeze down on his cock even more

eyes rolling to the back of his head, jaw and thighs clenching in sheer pleasure as the feeling of it equates to that of him teetering over the age of bustin

he'd definitely use his tail to choke you out when you're about to cum

i just feel like tails can do so much more than depict the emotions he is feeling at that very moment

he'd honestly use it however way you wish for him too as long as you're fine with it and it makes you feel good

like him fucking you from behind as his hands grip at your ass and his tail wraps around your hair and tug on it...??? damnnn

𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 ━━━ 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑

⤷ feedback and reblogs are always much appreciated ! feel free to ask through my inbox if you would like to join my nsfw taglist. ♡

also i am sorry if this is bad </3 she was written at like 3am last night!

[partycatty]

you write for mk11 gramps johnny? have serious brain rot for him

if so could you write a fic of him dicking us down for being a brat? u can make up a plot or not i just need it and need him. love ur writing either way!!

- 💙

alright, im using this ask but i have a very specific image for this rn. this is gonna be a meaty post so hear me out

older!johnny cage > waste ur time

this is based off of the song WasteUrTime by Kevin Walkman with some lyrics (in pink) sprinkled in. you and johnny have a clear age gap, trying to avoid giving into desires, but 3am rolls around and you consider the idea of having a late night visitor.

warnings: smutty, age gap, ur both horny demons, virgin reader, i dont know how military ranks work, affair, sonya never gets Rocked

notes: this is going to be a little more artsy that what i usually do, so apologies if the format change is not ideal. this is more of an actual fic than bullet points. also the lyrics are out of order and not all included, so you don't need the song to enjoy this!

word count: 2.6k

[ masterlist ]

give me a glass of your innocence.

training was hard, your skin glistening with sweat and your face flushed from overexertion. the task was relatively simple; to climb up a deeply sloped wooden platform using nothing but your grip and momentum. your comrades were cheering you on, including briggs, commander cage, her mother, and her father. straining yourself to grip the ledge of the platform, you finally hoist yourself up and stand upright, not before doubling over to pant.

the others applaud and surround you with cheers. a firm hand finds its place square on your back, rubbing in circles.

"atta girl," the voice leans into your ear with an audible grin. "knew you had it in you."

your head turns to thank the disconnected voice, but out of your fuzzy mind, the realization pulls through that none other than your superior, johnny cage was the one congratulating you so intimately. his praise makes your cheeks flush even darker and your gaze averts, too afraid of such direct appreciation which johnny notes. you weren't used to compliments.

this is my creation, here's your invitation.

you knew something intense was brewing with each lingering stare or gentle squeeze to your shoulder. how intense exactly, you couldn't pick out. with minimal experience with others lusting for you, it didn't register in your head at first just how hungrily he gazed at you. not that you were complaining necessarily, he was part-time action star, part-time military leader. he was built, charismatic, and a family man. it felt impossible to not feel weak in the knees around him.

johnny knew he had an effect on you, as he did most others. despite watering down his hollywood charisma, he couldn't bring himself to deny how sexy he was at his older age. something about a buff salt and pepper man telling you what to do had you following commands like a dog, doing anything it takes to have him praise you more.

even still, you couldn't do anything about it. johnny was a married man. his family was your coworkers, hell, it was their job to command you! the guilty thoughts would creep up on you no matter how badly you wanted to avoid them. couldn't you have chosen a more... single man?

you seem so damn nervous.

"how can i be of service?" johnny asks, leaning his front half forward ever so slightly to show you he was interested in every word that dripped from your lips. your vision was too blurred from anxiety to properly articulate what you needed from him, so you nervously swirled your drink. damn the special forces and their free alcohol parties.

"how do you do it?" you ask with a stammer. "earthrealm, netherrealm, tarkatans, ninjas, thunder gods. it all feels so unreal. how do you stay so calm?"

"mm," he hums, lowering his own glass after a brief sip. "well, you get used to it. turns out i was born to a mediterranean war cult's gene pool. watched my daughter kick an elder god's ass while i got maggots down my throat. went face-to-face with younger me. there are just some things that are too damn ridiculous to ever fully understand, so i accept it for what it is. when you're my age, fighting for all of these otherworldly things, most of the little things feel like a walk in the park."

"don't get me wrong, sir, i'll fight for earthrealm, but this is all so... dizzying."

johnny visibly tenses up at 'sir.' "tell you what," he grabs his drink napkin and opens a sharpie with his teeth. "you ever wanna talk about it with someone that's seen everything, you come to me." he writes his personal phone number on the napkin and places it in your palm with a smile.

you fidget with the paper before pocketing it, worried you'd pick at it too much and rip it to shreds before you could save the digits. the most you could bring yourself to do was half-bow, half-nod before scurrying away to the bathroom to cool your hot face. johnny could only chuckle to himself with a shake of his head.

long walks of shame look so good on you.

a long time was spent staring at the new conversation on your phone. despite your inexperience, there was a simmering feeling that johnny didn't just give you his number to let you vent. he wanted to talk to you outside of work. the thought makes you sweat.

why would he want to talk to you? if he wanted conversation, he would reach out to his wife and kid. he had it all, and yet he still wanted to put everything on the line for you.

you're moving fast, and i'm into it.

"lieutenant. it's reader," you shoot a simple text out, lying to yourself when you justify texting him for the sake of him saving your number. it was late, too late to be texting your superior. another lie you told yourself: i'll just send the message now so he sees it in the morning! your shameful justifications are ripped from you when you receive a reply, almost immediately.

"couldn't it have waited until the morning?" he replies bluntly, and you're ready to type out a spew of apologies before a second text comes through. "i'm teasing. johnny, by the way. no need for titles."

"sorry." you try to remain professional with your response, fingers dancing wildly across your keyboard. your eyes flicker up to the clock in the top corner, realizing it's well into the night. "didn't expect a response so late. have a good night, lieutenant."

you're ready to throw your phone out of the nearest window out of sheer embarrassment, but you stop when you feel another buzz come through. your stomach flips.

"johnny. you usually stay up late?" he texts, drawing the conversation out much to your surprise. "it's 3:30 in the morning."

"my day's been so boring," you decide to lean into the more casual chat, hoping to find a softer side to your boss. you should feel disgusted, repulsed, put off. he was double your age and then some. but dear god, his attention on you was hypnotizing even if it was just words on a screen. "hoping to waste some time before tomorrow comes. lots of training."

johnny's reply takes a suspiciously long time to come through, his bubble appearing and disappearing. just before you thought you lost the conversation, a photo comes through. johnny's laying in bed, hair ruffled and shirtless. his eyes have a soft, pleading look to them and his lips are curled into a pretty smile. the tiniest glimpse of his chest tattoo pokes through the bottom of the image, and you had to make a conscious effort to swallow your drool and close your jaw. you almost don't notice the text attached.

"maybe i could waste your time?"

you choke on your saliva, glancing off to the corner of your room as if an invisible camera was perched there. this man held zero shame, that much was true. you suppose it's from his age. there's only so much time in one life, so he's seizing every moment. it terrified you, to the depths of your core.

"i don't follow," you text back, playing dumb. this was genuinely unbelievable to you, you needed to hear more from his perspective to make sure you weren't actually dreaming or reading too far into his offer.

"come on, girl," he teasingly responds. "don't play dumb. i may be old, but i'm still sharp." another photo slides into the chat, the same idea s his previous one but now fully displaying his torso. his broad chest with his name painted on it was now boldly on display. his hand laid flirtatiously on his abs, fingers spread out. at the very bottom, you could make out the beginning of a thick tent in his pajama pants. it was like every inch of this man was maximized. you'd seen his shirtless form in his old movies, but seeing it now... it was personal. that photo was for you. "i know you're still fucking with me. i see how you look at me." you bite your lip, wondering if maybe sonya was sharing the other side of the bed. your stomach churns.

"i mean..." you leave the text at that, rapidly typing and deleting. you're not quite sure what to say, how to carry this now heated conversation. you'd never... had to before. "if i may state the obvious, you're... older. and my boss. and married."

his replies stop for a good couple minutes. you wonder if maybe he was regretting his advance. you hoped not.

"is it something that you'd mind?" johnny asks, hesitation in his words as he breaks away from his flirty comments. his question makes you ponder. you were a virgin at your age, holding onto this trait longer than almost everyone at a similar age to you. work was your priority, never giving yourself enough time for a serious commitment. but here you were. johnny was throwing something onto the table that you never expected to happen. were you going to pass this up and stay a virgin forever? hell, no!

"sent you my location. let's try something new, lieutenant."

"johnny." he corrects you one final time before falling completely silent on his end. your stomach twists and churns wildly, realizing you have opened the flood gates to a hookup with your boss. you throw your pajamas off and replace them with a cuter, coordinating pair. you brush your teeth again and try to fix your hair into a neater updo, not impacted by the friction of your pillowcase. shoes and various discarded belongings are shoved under the bed and into the closet. you hadn't had male company, well, ever. you had to come off as somewhat decent for him.

jesus christ, your mind grows dizzy. you were going to lose your virginity, now, or in however long it takes for him to arrive at you apartment. you're not far from work, and even still the time it took for you to hear footsteps in the hallway must have been a century at the minimum. you were seriously going through with this because it was about damn time you enjoyed yourself and spiced shit up.

the heavy footsteps come to a halt, the shadow overtaking the faint hallway light glowing. a part of you wants to hide, maybe jump out of your fire exit. your nerves were blinding, and taking the steps to the entrance felt like an olympic sport. that is, until a new text appears.

"let me inside."

do you open the door? leaning against it, you can smell his musk just through the crack alone. damn his hypnotic... everything. if you open the door, his entire career, marriage, and life could be over. that is, if you spill. you wouldn't.

keeping shit a secret fits you like a glove.

you slowly open the door, hand frozen on the doorknob as you're met with your boss towering over you with a heavy look in his eyes. it's hard to avoid his own hesitation too, but his hard breathing betrays his morals. he looks ready to pounce at any given moment. johnny's mouth opens first, but you beat him to it.

"i'm a virgin," you blurt, mind too empty to feel embarrassed at the fact. you felt the need to tell him now, before he was on top of you and you laid there like a fool.

johnny's brows raise up ever so slightly. "what?"

the heat of the admittance catches up to you, and you twiddle with the hem of your shorts. you repeat yourself meekly, letting the predicament set in between the two of you.

"that's..." he trails off, glancing into your room. "um."

"i'm sorry-" your face heats up, your eyes pricking with tears at the awkward air. "i just... i didn't want you to be surprised, because i don't know what i'm doing."

something new stirs in johnny's core as he understands the weight of the situation. his fists clench and he takes a lumbering step toward you. you back up on instinct.

"that's alright," he purrs, voice hitting a new low, one that's far away from his professional volume. "'cause i'll take care of you. i've got you."

he stands up straight, scratching the back of his neck.

"if you'll have me... i guess that speaks for itself. i'm here, aren't i?"

you nod with a nervous chuckle. your bodies move in sync as you figure out where to put your hands. they settle on his neck, wrapping your arms around him to pull him in. his hands hold your waist. jesus, his hands are big. you'd kissed before, so this is familiar territory.

"i'll take that as a yes," his eyes flick to your lips, visibly restraining himself from fully taking advantage of you. he leans in for a tender kiss, your lips and his moving together. it turns heated quick, with his tongue darting out to get a taste of your mouth which you accept gratefully.

johnny's hands trail down to your ass, cupping the underside as if his hands were destined to fit there. he tugs upward, and you understand what he's trying to do. you jump up and break the kiss momentarily so your legs trap his waist. in between make out sessions, you guide him through your apartment to the bedroom. his lips taste bitter like alcohol but cleanly sweet. exactly how you imagined.

your mind is hazy with lust, your pussy clenching around nothing as you envision taking a monster like him for the first time. a part of you wonders if it's even possible. instead of throwing you onto the mattress, he lowers you like a princess, supporting your head and back with each hand which does nothing to help your aching wetness pooling between your legs.

johnny's lips dive to your jaw, sucking and biting tenderly. you wince, but replace the noise with a lustful gasp as he soothes the pain with his hot tongue. you want to clench your thighs together to relieve the throbbing pressure, but johnny's hands pry your legs open as his hips fit perfectly between them. like a forbidden puzzle piece. you feel his cock rub through your pajamas, and your mouth gathers drool.

johnny finds any possible plush flesh of your neck to take in, kissing wetly as he gently ruts into you, not even realizing he's doing it. he needed to explore every inch of this new body, this new lover... his mistress.

if you were to start praying for forgiveness, it'd be now. you internally cursed sonya for getting her hands on him before you could. your chest burned with jealousy and desire. he was so evilly delicious, and every inch of him needed to be inside before you'd start sobbing. your hands fly forward and tug him forward by his waistband.

"need you," is the most you can coherently ask for, blinded by your horniness. johnny pulls away from your collar, panting in your face. he can't bring himself to look directly in your eyes, your wet, pleading eyes.

"you..." he swallows thickly, brows knitting together. he frowns. "you can't tell anyone. you know that, right?''

you nod with a small whine. you wanted him to just shut up and fuck you.

"hhh - won't say anything," you huff back, gliding your dampened bottoms across his dick with need. he groans, and buries his head in your neck, a deep sigh sending goosebumps across you skin.

"atta girl..."

so hit me up when you feel down i'll make your ass stay 'til sundown i understand what you've been through 'cause I'm a sorry sucker too i know you're scared and that's alright just let me love you for the night

[ratedfleur]

fuckboy!gyuvin would def take u in an empty classroom. nililigawan niya si ate!reader, which is his senior of 2 years, but ayaw siya sagutin ni y/n kasi she thinks he's not mature enough or a kid who just fucks around. he overhears y/n telling her friends how gyuvin is probs shitty at bed and fuck girls for his own orgasm. gyuvin feels determined to prove her wrong and takes her to an empty to show her how sex to him is give and take (waha this time he has a big dick AND knows how to use it)

needless to say y/n cums more than once and squirts on him too :p

fuck boy!gyuvin and ate/noona!reader makes me feel so many things, pakiramdam ko para akong worm na pagulong gulong lang HEH also so sorry this took so long, i didn't know paano isulat but i hope the lengthy drabble makes up for it!

fuckboy!gyu na laging hinahabol si ate is so real, always wanting to be around her, chasing after her like a child asking for candy. he just likes trailing behind her though she doesn't exactly like having gyuvin chase after her because of his fuck boy antics. she just thinks he's too young for her and that all that he thinks of is probably sex and is most likely shitty in bed.

when he heard those words she spewed to her friends, gyuvin was indeed determined to make her cry and moan, only wanting to hear his name slip out from her lips as he's plowing into her pussy from behind, pushing her against a table.

gyuvin turns cocky when he hears her beg him for more, moaning out his name, nearly screaming it for the other students to hear outside. he uses his huge cock to prove his point that he isn't shitty in bed and that he can actually use it to make ate cry to which she does end up sobbing as she's begging for gyuvin to fuck her harder and to make her cum.

he does just that, fucking her hard until she cums without warning, walls spasming around gyuvin's cock which has him groaning, "ate please, lalabasan ako agad niyan. we don't want that to happen, i'm still not done with you." gyuvin grunts as he holds onto her waist tightly, forcefully fucking her faster and harder before he cums into her cunt, filling her up which has her moaning out loud, sighing in content when her cunt is filled up with gyuvin's cum.

gyuvin abruptly pulls out before kneeling down in front of her ass, stuffing his face into her ass before licking her cunt up, quote unquote cleaning her up before making her cum only by using his tongue and his fingers, prying the cum out of her cunt before she cums all over his mouth and fingers.

he stands up behind her once more and fucks her in an animalistic pace, making her cry out loud, voice bouncing against the walls as he grips her waist tightly, pulling her towards him as he's thrusting.

at this point, all ate could scream or moan was gyuvin's name, no longer knowing what else to moan or ask for as he's fucking her hard, indeed proving his point that he isn't a shitty fucker.

minutes later, she cums again unannounced around gyuvin's cock once more, making him turn all cocky before he then shoots cum into her, fucking her through her orgasm before she suddenly starts squirting, bullets of tears streaming down her face as she shakes like a leaf underneath gyuvin who groans at the feeling of her squeezing his cock out of her pussy, making a mess around both hers and his lower halves.

"ano ate? bobo ba kumantot?" gyuvin asks, rubbing her hip as she shakes. he sees her shake her head, making him smile smugly.

[fictionalsillies]

can u pls spare some info abt jade, she’s taking over my brain and joining the mw brainrot ^_^

Hi ! Sorry for replying just now , I woke up only recently -

I’m really happy you want to know more about my silly gal :D

I actually wanted to add more depth to Jade’s character for a while now , so this is awesome ^^👍

Here are some Jade facts , including some epic lore !

Jade is pansexual , and ever since she was a kid she never thought about the gender of her potential partner being something that mattered to her 💙💛🩷 For example she actually used to have a crush on the one friend she had in middle school , and even though she wasn’t interested in her romantically Jade still remained close to her for many years :) 

Jade was … definitely really different when she was younger compared to the present day : very shy , afraid to raise her voice even just a little too much and terrified about disappointing her parents , she clinged to her skills with technology in hopes of becoming good enough to get her mother’s and father’s approval one day … though Jade only talked about her past with Jaw Bone and no one else : it makes her pretty uncomfortable . 

She’d look kinda like this back in the day ☝️

Speaking of Jade’s parents , they used to be heavily involved with L.A.W back when she was a child , with her sister Lena even becoming an esteemed Agent of theirs … however , they pretty much only had eyes for her , leaving Jade behind without caring about any of her own achievements . Since she had the chance to witness up close just how messed up her family’s ideal were , Jade’s hatred for L.A.W begun very early and still lives on to this day . 

After running away from home ( around 17 years old ) Jade got involved with a group of anti-L.A.W space pirates , and they ended up becoming her real family : their Captain Klamp especially took a liking to her , becoming the father she never had while teaching her how to fight and defend herself , and that was also the point where she decided to get a few “upgrades” to improve herself , gaining her robotic legs and eyes . 

Jade has to be careful about not overcharging her legs , since they can stop working and leave her without a way to move or run away … that’s why whenever she’s in a fight she reflects carefully on her every action .

Jade’s shotgun doesn’t actually use bullets : instead she designed it to shoot pure electricity to paralyze her enemies , which can last for whole days … and give them some brain damage in the worst cases , which in her opinion is very much deserved ;C;

Jade often takes pictures of the L.A.W agents she defeats to then turn them into memes and send them to Jaw Bone … he finds them hilarious :,)

Jade’s favorite food is waffles , to the point that they are included in her breakfast almost every day ! Jaw Bone likes to surprise her by baking them some , doing his best to go easy with the heat ( he almost blew up the kitchen once because he wanted to “test” how much the microwave could take … ) 

When talking about videogames , Jade would be a big fan of strategy based ones , like Pokémon and Inscryption , playing some Minecraft and Stardew Valley  when she’s stressed .

The desk Jade uses in her room to work is neatly organized , and she won’t hesitate to annihilate anyone who messes with it ( JB is the only exception to the rule and even he knows not to push it too far ) 

Jade’s voiceclaim would be Lucy from Cyberpunk Edgerunners , another big inspiration for her being Sombra from Overwatch :D

Jade physically can’t wake up without her cup of coffee in the morning ;I

Even though she works for Disco Head now , Captain Klamp does occasionally pass by to chat with Jade and see how she’s doing , and he always makes sure to remind Jaw Bone that if he makes his adoptive daughter upset he will “kick his sorry boney ass” , even though Jade begs him not to do tell him that … overprotective pirate dad is best dad :,)

[winwintea]

hi i love ur blog, i just wanna say i love ur smaus too like the characters seem all fleshed out with their own personalities and in comparison to other smaus its a lot easier to differentiate. i was thinking of starting a writing blog so i was just curious as to how you manage to do that? like maybe some tips and tricks you could give?

anyways hope you have a nice day <33

ur literally so sweet omg <33

but sure yes i can give you some tips and pointers if you'd like !!

make like character charts or bullet points down for all the characters.

if you're creative and artistic, draw out like a large ass character relationship chart. i've done one with secure that card and belladonna where i literally just drew arrows to each of the characters plus what the arrows meant.

this is one i made for when i started belladonna! (free from spoilers teehee) but you can see label relationships on it if you want! it makes it more clear, and if you forget a relationship it doesn't seem like ur making something up later in the story.

you can also like just write down bullet points on what you want the characters to be/act like. it's important to write this stuff down otherwise you'll lose it and forget! i won't show u my belladonna one bc it has spoilers on it, but i'll show u a basic one i used for mark lee vs the world. (obviously i conveyed most of these in the profiles but it's still good to update and add onto it when you need to)

2. study mbti or other personality categorizations!

back in 2020 i was SO OBSESSED WITH mbti. it's helped so much with writing and understanding characters on a personal level. whenever i get lost and don't know how to distinguish a personality from another i usally deep dive and watch content or remember what i know about mbti.

now there's obviously the specific 4-letters mbti, the functions mbti, and what the members think their own mbti is. obviously the test itself is dumb, so i don't always listen to what nct thinks their own mbti is or what the internet is. i like to do my own research into the functions and how i perceive the members for help.

this has also helped me a lot because there was for a period of time, where i wasn't sure how to write jeno and some of the members of 127. but studying his mbti really helped me create a personality to him!

here's my dreamie mbti thoughts at the moment if anyone wants them. i can also give my thoughts for any of the others if anyone is interested!

mark: infj. him being extroverted is so forced omg, take one closer look at this man and you can see his more introverted qualities. i'd accept isfj too, but his Ni function IS SOOOO STRONG.

renjun: RENJUN IS SUCH A BIG. "we don't know them personally situation" because i'll literally accept any variation of renjun at all. he knows much more about mbti than anyone else i've seen, especially coupled with the fact that he doesn't want to tell anyone what his mbti is, because he knows how annoying people can get about it. also he precieves himself as an extrovert which is shocking to me, but i feel like in this case i'd just type him as an istj/intp lol.

jeno: istp. i had to turn to pdb for this one lol, which isn't the worst place ever to start, but it also becomes a big ass echo chamber at times. though i relatively agree with istp lmfao.

haechan: enfp/entp. this one is always up in the air, because like jaemin people can't really tell if haechan is an extrovert or introvert. the way i disagree with the entire internet on this one lol. someone tell him to stop taking the fucking test he is definitely not an istp. 💀

jaemin: isfj. his test is pretty accurate i'd say, there's a lot of debate over whether or not jaemin is an extrovert or introvert, but if you actually pay attention to the way he acts when he isn't just around dreamies you can see how his social battery gets used up fairly fairly quickly. (cough cough nct world cought nct world)

chenle: definite entj. as someone who personally is an entj, i see so many entj qualities shine through this man.

jisung: infp. jisung's definitely introverted, but he has so many infp qualities. the patience and attentiveness, his fairness and morality, and deep connection with feelings. SO INFP CODED.

i hate how misinformed the kpop community is about mbti. it makes my blood boil actually. please read into the functions if you have time rather than just taking a test and calling it a day. THANK YOU.

[imeunseoksbby]

CHAPTER 5

E u n s e o k x r e a d e r

After fixing herself again,they got to the restaurant. They met with his other members

Anton:You look good

Y/N:Thank you

Seunghan:Hyung must've been turned on

Sohee:He really was.....

Wonbin:And how would you know?

Sohee:Y/N moaned

Wonbin:What the...

Sungchan:Let's just get our table already,it's over there

The 8 of them went to their table and got seated,then the waiter came up to them to ask what they'd like for refreshments

Waiter;Any refreshments?

Y/N:I'd like cranberry juice

Wonbin:Yeah me too

Shotaro:Hmm I want watermelon drink

Seunghan:I'd like lemonade water

Sungchan:I want watermelon drink too

Sohee :Yeah me too

Eunseok:Ok I just want sparkling water

Anton:Same

Waiter:Okay coming right up

"OMG look at Jungkook,Jaden,Yangyang and Chenle!!" She pointed at them

Eunseok:They're probably discussing something important

"So hyung,what was Sohee saying when he said y/n moaned" Wonbin said sounding so curious

Y/N:Why are we still on this?

Wonbin:It's tonight's topic

Anton:I'm interested to know

Y/N:Well I ain't saying it

Sungchan:You don't have to but hyung can

She eyed Eunseok telling him to not tell the rest

Eunseok:Well I'm sure you can tell what happened

Wonbin:Tell us in detail...

Y/N:NO!

Sohee:Can we drop the topic?it's disgusting

Shotaro:Yeah let's change to something else

MEANWHILE OUTSIDE

K's gang were in the car and they had earpieces

"Jimin hyung,do you hear me?" Heeseung asked looking all serious

"He's just right next to you you know.." Yoshi said from behind the seat

Heeseung:I know,just checking to see if it works

Jimin:Well it clearly does

Heeseung:Me,Sunghoon&Nicholas are using the front entrance

Heeseung:You'll go with rest

Jimin:okay whatever ,let's just go

Back at the restaurant once they've gotten their drinks or maybe a few minutes after they've gotten their drinks,Sohee dropped his phone.When he leaned down to take it,he saw Heeseung,Nicholas and Sunghoon entering the restaurant

He tapped on Seunghan's thighs."Hmm?" Seunghan asked,Sohee pointed at them without them noticing.He informed Shotaro by whispering into his ear

Shotaro:Eunseok..blonde hair

Eunseok instead saw Jimin and the rest entering the restaurant at the back entrance

Eunseok:Babe why don't we go upstairs?

Y/N:Sure

Eunseok pulled y/n out of the chair and rushed her upstairs ,behind Jaden's table was seated Jimin and the rest

Jungkook:Their table is right behind us

Chenle:And they're looking so sketchy

YangYang:They probably have alot of weapons on them

Jaden:How much do you have on you?

YangYang:Only one gun...

Jungkook:Same

Jaden:I only have two

Chenle:How the heck do y'all not have extra weapons?

YangYang:Cause some of us are still new to this

Jaden:You've been in this ever since y/n introduced you to us

Jaden:Chenle has only been here a month...

YangYang:Whatever

At Jimin's table

Jake:Looks like they're gossiping about us

Jimin:Those dumbass morons!

Yoshi:Chill hyung,our mission here is to kidnap that girl

Yoshi:Once we have we get our 100K and leave

Jay:You're gonna be leaving?

Yoshi:Duh

Jay;Oh.....

"Heeseung,did you find them?" Jimin asked in the earpiece

Heeseung:Yes,they're headed upstairs

Jimin:Then go follow them duh

Heeseung:This maroon-haired guy is blocking

Jimin:Okay....I'll start chaos

Jimin got up from his chair and pulled his gun out to shoot a shot,people began running away while some stayed. Heeseung was headed upstairs until Anton saw him

Anton:Where do you think you're going?

Heeseung:Stay back

Anton:Or what?

Heeseung:Or this bullet will go through your head

Anton kicked the gun out of Heeseung's hand

Heeseung:So it'll be like this huh

Heeseung aimed to punch Anton but Anton dodged,after dodging multiple hits,Heeseung knocked Anton out and he headed upstairs

Meanwhile Sungchan punched Sunghoon on the jaw and kicked his stomach,he fell on the ground and he was bleeding

Sunghoon:Ssi-

Sungchan:Weak ass

Sungchan spat on him,suddenly he felt strong hands around his neck,the person behind him was choking him

"Look who's the weak ass now" Nicholas said with a smirk on his face,Sungchan tried punching him but he couldn't,he punched him on the stomach with his elbow

The two of them were aiming for each other and they both punched each others jaw,their knees were on the floor and they were bleeding

AT THE SECOND FLOOR

Y/N:Thanks for bringing me here

Eunseok:You're welcome,I missed these kinda dates

Y/N:Me too

Suddenly Heeseung comes in...with a gun

[obsidiangx]

I will keep complaining about Getter Robo High's translation status until someone does the whole thing or I die, whichever happens first. It's not terribly long as manga goes, and has high quality raws easily accessible online. It may seem confusing as to why I care so much about a manga I can't read, considering dubiously canon Getter spinoffs can be extremely hit or miss. Let's go over the bullet points:

"High" is a strange romanization of "Hai," a mahjong reference. Not only is this a strangely mahjong-oriented mecha manga, but the three main characters are adults. It is not in high school, as the name would imply.

This is the only Getter manga I know of that stars three women (rather than men) as the Getter Machine pilots. They are a feral gambling addict, a sadako-styled horror ghost, and a buff robot woman.

The robos are genuinely unhinged but rad feminized variations on the original designs. As a mecha fan I say this with my whole heart, these really feel like someone wanted to fuck the robot, and I love them for it. Speaking of which,

Drill Jill.

Back when I was a teenager, I read quite a lot of hentai scanlated on the internet platonically. My first tumblr was actually an immature, edgy and frankly nasty little hentai blog that I'm happy to have nothing to do with anymore. But that means that when a particular name pops up on the art for an official Getter Robo manga, I have a fun little story to tell you.

Drill Jill is a hentai author, first and foremost. I won't speak to his character, because I don't speak japanese, but know that he specializes in noncon (or "mind break" as the online hentai community would call it) manga. Specifically, he often replaces violence with sex scenes, expressing a battle or argument physically, with a clear victor and plot resolution at the end.

The thing that makes his name really memorable to me, however, is his paneling. Granted, some pages are difficult to follow, with the busyness of the art and complete irreverence for panel borders, but their flow usually remains intact. At times, it can really feel like every single page has something to appreciate and analyze. I haven't found another artist who does it quite like this, in any genre of comics.

I can't say for sure, but I'm guessing that Drill Jill was hired to do the art for Getter Robo Hai because of his multi-chapter genderbent Getter Robo doujin, in which girl versions of the three original Getter Machine pilots get into some situations i'm sure you can predict if you've been reading up to this point. But a love for more than just weird fucking bleeds in through the edges of each chapter.

Hopefully it's immediately obvious here: Getter 3 reaching for the third panel. The beam blasting through the entire second page. The sword cutting through two panels, foreshadowing itself. These are CONSECUTIVE pages. The ero scenes are over in this chapter, but so much was still poured into these moments.

It's a hard sell to recommend people hentai, much less this kind of potentially upsetting hentai, just to gush at its paneling and page composition. So I'd like to have something a little more safe for work to suggest, and a cool robot story as well.

Keep in mind as well that Getter Robo Hai is drawn by Drill Jill, but it is not written by him. Rather, the story is by Bingo Morihashi, the scenario writer for Devil May Cry 3, 4, and 5. I'm not enough of a fan of that series to really gush over it in this post, but that may be an interesting lil detail for u (;. It's the writer and artist together who make this comic what it is, and folks who don't speak Japanese don't have access to that right now.

If you still don't care, maybe you never will. That's fine, we all have our own passions. If you do care, YELL WITH ME, SPREAD THE WORD, RAISE FUNDS FOR TRANSLATOR COMMISSIONS, FORCE EVERYONE TO LOOK AT GETTER 1'S FAT ASS AND BANKO BENIMARU'S SHARK TEETH.

Thanks for reading! After all my talk about paneling and writing, I still would just really like to read a cool robot story about evil women. I think everyone deserves that. So I'll leave you on the last two translated pages of Getter Robo High as of this post. This is what we're missing.

[nightguide]

annotation of my song 'Into the AM': message for songwriters on the app knowing their reasons

write like a journal

you don't need lessons, like write like you're singing it with passion but like it's your last day to live

stress for the hell out of being yourself

ache for a dream, not for the sake of pain

fuck you for writing, now challenge me for it cuz you hate me to like me, so i'm not asking you out on a date cuz you found my account knowing fully well that i'm not thinking about you so quit trying

just be okay with dying knowing i rejected your hand in marriage cuz i'm not easy to bullet you with advice let alone you failing to follow them, i have standards to keep up (qiyamat), so you know who i am

schizophrenia Madonna's whore complex: the idea of a night time, so you hate being with me as a stargazing wanderer enough for you to sleep with me knowing intuitively that i want freedom, so i wander wonder now who the fck are you? and why do you pose as a God that i fashionably made you reconsider your options quickly than the movie Stardust cuz you know damn well that the energy of it is Charlie Cox written all over but you're trying to deep throat it like you ain't good enough for me to wait for a Tristan to you waiting for a 'Missed Them' and proceed to write the same song later about a certain shooting star like you can suck my non existing fat co- you're gay, aren't you lmao, ur history, i love dwelling in your history of believing in a post-mortem fairytale bullshit, like i can tell you that you believed in me enough for you to not do it so the lyrics emphasised on your regret after you see 'her' being with someone else lightyears after you saw her in one second and her standards are gone in a flash and you act like she died or smtg, u ain't a genius if u had parents bro, like ur last khutbah was not airing that Friday when ur Dad was like 'it could save ur life one day' an u chose to drown, boo hoo fck you, i got better things to do :P *middle finger*

schizophrenia Hollywood: i believe in a God cuz of a mf Simpsons episode, i don't get the hate for the newer episodes but all i know is that relevancy is well kept in a couch gag (like don't tell me ur mf ass is still not into watching them still or ur lying ha ha) so i'm spontaneous and i like my animation as deep as i love arguing for the hell of loving conspiracy theories, like fite me in an argument if you dare or make convo via heart intuition cuz i know ur black ass is still there, point point i know. HA!

schizophrenia hate: *to all my bitches i got in a list of everything i love and hate* FUCK YOU, I'M FAMOUS, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH SUCK ON MY DEMONIC FREE FREEDOM ASS YOU SPONTANEOUS DUCK BASTARDS, HAHA I'M KEEPING THIS REFERENCE FOR MY INTERVIEWS LIKE A GOD I AM, FUCK YOU HOES, WHORES AND PEACE-LOVING FAMILY MOBS SUCKING DICKHEADS, ILY ALL RLLY, BUT I H8 U ALL FOR FCKING UP MY 14YO ASS LIKE THAT SO IM THERE FOR HER AND I NEVUH FOHGAHT, HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA BULLIED KIDS WIN BABES, U LUUUUUUUZE *middle fingers her enemies like a God*

[treadmilltreats]

Stop with the ghosting

So if you follow me, you know that I am the Taylor Swift of blogging. I wrote a lot about my dating life and the dates I went on. But for the last year, I stopped dating all together. For me, it was too exhausting. It took too much energy, and honestly, how many horrible dates could one person go on? Trust me a lot! Just read my past blogs.

It got so bad that I would only date after church on Sundays as I was already looking cute and didn't have to put any energy or effort into it. Yes, it had gotten that bad, and so I decided to stop.

I took time to do me, not constantly looking to find someone. I got to hang out with friends and my girls. I traveled, learned new things, and I wrote a lot. And to tell you the truth, it's been good this last year, and before I knew it, the year was over.

Recently, someone that I've talked to a few years ago came back in the picture.

He ended up moving here and hit me up and asked me out. I thought about this long and hard because while we were talking before, he suddenly ghosted me. No explanation, nothing just gone. This really bothered me as I really felt we were vibing, so I didn't get it. And I guess I said yes because I really wanted to know what happened.

So, on the 1st date in a year, and yes, I am nervous, but it was nice. Things flowed, and it seemed like we had a lot in common as I remembered.

I finally asked about the ghosting, and he said he had heard a man in the room when I called him that last time. I was away for the Thanksgiving weekend with friends. He thought I was back together with my ex that I told him about and that he didn't want to get involved with drama.

So he just assumes he doesn't ask. He just ghosts me. I don't know about you but I'm too old to play games and I no longer assume anything because hopefully your mama taught you that if you assume, you make an ass out of u and me.

See, I got big balls, I would straight out ask you. Or I would tell you if I wasn't feeling it. I would sure as hell have the decency not to leave you hanging wondering what went wrong.

But again, I feel better because at least now we have cleared the air, and we can move on. Or so I thought…

The night comes to an end he asks if he could see me again that week, and I said yes. Then you know what happens? Yup, you guessed it. He ghosts me yet again. No explanation, nothing, just crickets.

So today, my friends, I am here to tell you at this point I no longer care why he ghosted me because he doesn't matter. I don't want a man who doesn't care about another's feelings. I'm actually feeling like I dodged a bullet. I am looking for a real man, an honest man, a man who has the decency to do the right thing. So yes, buddy, I wrote about you and am here to tell you and to let all men know, to man up and stop with the ghosting.

“Be the change you want to see”

@TreadmillTreats

[secretsappyabode]

HOWDY TIFF I ADORE YOU✨🧡!!!! Please know my DMs are always open to you, I also hope you're doing well✨🧡🥺!!!! I wanted to also thank you for your sweet words on my Texiarty art, I laughed reading your tags about the monarchy you're so valid actually?? The only kingdom Jim and I care to rule is the one existing inside our home 👉🏽👈🏽

I wanted to also come ask!!!! Can you 👁️👁️ walk me through first kiss ideas between you and Ford vs you and Stan???? I'd love to hear about it, I think first kisses are so precious and know that there's so much potential regarding your ship with both brothers :3c

Sunny @tex-treasures

SUNNY WAAAAAA AND SAME TO U MY FRIEND plz know u can dm me anytime u wanna as well!!! 🥺

(and yknow what that’s perfectly valid ur kingdom is ur home and I bet it’s a lovely one at that)

HOOOOOO FIRST KISSES (slams fists on table continuously) MY JAM!!!! Ur so right the POTENTIAL!!!! the FLAVOURS!!!!! first kisses are very precious, and honestly it’s hard to figure out what wld be The First Kiss yknow? cuz u cld go so many ways…….. but here’s what i got hehhehe

Ford

we’d both be super shy abt it i just KNOW IT

ford wld try to initiate first, but chicken out at the last second. i feel like he’d overthink it and believe he’s moving too fast, so he quickly makes an excuse and leaves

he’s be up all night thinking abt how to go abt it, pouring thru any romance novels and dating guides he can get his hands on. he’d lose sleep cuz he can’t figure out when the right time is!

he thinks I don’t notice his attempts but I do, and I patiently wait at first.

eventually it gets too much to bear. like one day ford could be explaining something to me

“any questions?” “yeah i got one.” “yes?” “do you plan on kissing me ever???”

bewildered he’s like “wait you’ve been noticing my attempts this whole time?? why didn’t you do anything abt it??” “idk i wanted to see how long it took. and it’s not like i knew how to go abt it either. i never kissed before!” he chuckles at this and says “well that makes two of us. why don’t we figure it out together?”

so it happens. i close my eyes and he cups my face, stroking my cheek with his thumb. it’s subtle but I can hear his breathing, and I can tell he’s stalling a little bit. he leans it quick, and the kiss is soft and tentative.

Stan

now technically we had TWO seperate ‘first kisses’

the first time was when i arrived back in gravity falls, halfway through when stan was running the mystery shack (so were both in our mid 40s)

at this point, hes heard word of fords girlfriend so hes a little (very) nervous. would she be able to tell? would she figure it all out? how would she react? would she understand? as far as stan cld tell, i didnt pick up on anything strange over our phone calls. so far so good, right?

its almost like a big town event. a large group of townies congregate at the shack waiting for me to pull up in my car. (stan is SWEATING BULLETS cuz holy shit why are there so many people here??? geez sixer you really know how to pick em. whyd she have to be famous in this stupid town????)

so i arrive, and stan and i meet halfway from the shack and my car. its super silent. all i can do is stare at him and stan is freaking out. shit. she KNOWS im not him

i move forward grab him by the collar and dip him into a BIG ASS KISS. the townies woop and cheer, for their fave couple is back together again.

little do they know im actually just dipping him far enough that it appears were close, but were not actually kissing. classic theatre magic. the little the townies know the better. “you can relax.” i mutter “i know youre not ford. just act natural and head back to the house.”

stan is just SO CONFUSED LIKE......hwuh? huh??? wha-what?? (is she really trusting me that much already???) before he can say anything else, were already running to the shack.

the second time was more genuine. at this point we had marriage papers signed to make the relationship of ford and i more “official” to the public. the less suspicion the better.

the kids were arriving for the summer soon. stan was having doubts about being a good caretaker for them, about reactivating the portal, about getting ford back, everything was getting to him and i could tell he was tearing himself down for it

i reassured him that he has worked so fucking hard for all of this, and that if ford couldnt see that, it was his problem. that he cares so much for this family and that was one of the things that made me love him so much

“w-wait, wait, you...you love me?” “yes i love you??? how could i not after everything weve been through all these years??”

the confession shocks the both of us. years of denial and secret pining has led to all this. we both just thought we were playing along to keep up the charade, but now that we realize its all real....and that it always has been...

he immediately pulls me in for a kiss. its firm but passionate, and he was practically clinging to my shoulders. it was the culmination of our feelings, all finally being laid bare.

as if he had woken up from a dream, he stops and immediately moves away from me. were both just staring wide eyed. did we just...?

“SHIT UHH I JUST REMEMBERED THAT I HAVE TO BE IN ANOTHER PLACE GOTTA GO BYE” and he takes off

im just sitting there almost frozen, processing what just happened. welp, theres no denying it now. i cup the side of my face. “..............huh.”

[one-joe-spoopy]

Wait so is Miasma's goop essentially just dead tissue left behind? Like it's fallen off, the nerves are dead, it's acting independently from her body?

Juno ur a bad bean istg why would you stick the icky goo in your mouth? I mean yeah it tastes alright and all but what if it didn't? What if it tasted like ass? Or if it was poisonous? I know u lack care for ur personal safety but don't do dumb bean things.

Damn straight Rita ain't impressed. She's the only other person with braincells here, after Alessandra, and even then points deducted for going along with juno's dumb bean ideas. Actually after Benzaiten she's the other person with braincells.

I mean they're brothers why wouldn't they be beans together??? (Can u tell that I'm enjoying calling people beans recently?) Also it's a good thing that no one was hurt while they were setting the thing alight because who knows the scale of disaster if the thing exploded in their faces. But also nice to know that boys will be boys.

Does Miasma use the puddles to move between locations? Since she did rise out of one when Juno set it on fire. Also do silver and iron bullets work on her, given that she's not quite exactly entirely monster? Or did she go down because she's still vulnerable to bullets?

Spitting vodka fire was very cool but also very very stupid. I'm imagining what the burns could have looked like so Juno, you're very lucky that Hotboy didn't want to get u burned bc honestly I would let you have burns all over and in your mouth because I'm all about suffering and realism.

Wait wouldn't juno's eyes just pop when it's pierced? I mean, as far as my knowledge goes, the eyeball is just a rigid sack of goo so it should pop, shouldn't it? And the spike should go into his brain? But then again, it is your au and suspension of belief is very important for fiction.

How much of the goo could Miasma hypothetically lose before she would 'die', so to speak?

"Ben smiles. At least Juno thinks he sees him smile. The sun glares behind him creating the perfect halo. An angel. Juno's angel." I hope you can hear me sobbing. It's very loud and distressing the neighborhood animals.

So Miasma isn't dead yet? What happens if the glass jar shatters or cracks? Would she be able to escape? Would she regenerate or would she stay the way she currently is? Would she be able to create more mass? If she hadn't given up her humanity, would she have still be considered a monster? Or did the moment she gave part of herself up mark the end of her personhood? Does fae blood do anything if consumed by any creature that isn't fae?

Two constants of Miasma's life: soup and science. What a legend.

@one-joe-spoopy you asked a few days ago about Miasma in my monster hunter au. It has taken me two days, but I've reached a point where I'm content enough to share my thoughts finally (and @esquemeencanta I haven't forgotten you Jove <3)

This is the tale behind Juno losing his original eye to Miasma. Sometime after this encounter he gets a new enchanted magical eye from Ramses O'Flaherty, finds out he's a changeling actually named Jack Takano, and after that shit storm, Juno gouges the magical eye out himself (almost dies trying). The continuation picking up with Hunter Steel and Hunter Glass is in the back of my mind. I've been fried trying to think of how Juno fights a monster he knows next to nothing about, and how he's supposed to do it alone (because ya know- he's stubborn like that)

! Obligatory guts, gore, blood, and violence and angst warning !

Juno works for the Hyperion Monster Hunter Association. He's brought Rita along with him and together they've been doing pretty well. Falco reached out a handful of times but after enough missed calls caught on that Juno wasn't going to come back to HCPD. By then, Juno had made a name for himself as a hunter in Hyperion. He was seeked out for personal jobs often enough that he didn't need to rely on the job postings from the HMHA. Sometimes though he still takes a posting.

There had been a few postings for a series of disruptions in the valleys down south of Hyperion City for a few months. Other Hunters had taken up the jobs and died trying to hunt down whatever monster was out there. Reports from the Cerberus Province were coming in:

Puddles of black gunk have been forming overnight. Anything that steps in it immediately sinks to the bottom. It is unclear if there even is a bottom to these pools.

Vehicles are being broken into and stripped for parts.

Earthquakes are being recorded, rumbling every few hours like clock work. This area is not known for experiencing earthquakes.

Other monsters have been found dead, disembowled and drained of their blood.

Juno takes the latest job request and gets Rita to look over some survey maps taken of the area. She finds that where the monster carcasses are turning up, there was a puddle of gunk there previously. She says she may be able to find out more if Juno can collect a sample. He obliges and returns to her a day later with a small jar full of gunk. His hands smell like burnt tar.

Rita runs a few tests on the jar of gunk and she finds that it has a mostly liquid state, but when disturbed it solidifies. A non-newtonian liquid. Like water mixed with cornstarch. It oozes slowly but seizes up when jostled. Rita makes a comment that she can't stand the smell, "it must taste pretty bad too. Don't know why any monsters would be getting so close to it." Juno unscrews the jar and sticks his finger in it. Rita watches horrified from her computer at their office as Juno proceeds to sniff the gunk (bad idea), and lick it (super disgusting idea).

Juno finds that even though the gunk smells bad, it tastes... okay. Little bit of a burnt wood taste to it, but nothing awful. It's almost sweet. Kind of savory. He goes around asking other hunters at the HMHA to try it and many refuse. The ones that do all come to the same conclusion as him: a little burnt, kind of sweet and savory.

One Hunter boldly takes the jar from Juno and spills it out over a table. Nothing happens at first as it slowly spreads out, but soon enough it's like the gunk has a mind of its own. It begins to almost crawl. It "oozes" across the table. Juno slams the jar back over it, the other hunter tries to frantically scoop it back into one mass. They eventually get it in a cup and back into the glass jar. Rita is not impressed when she hears about their sheer stupidity.

Juno brings the jar home and shows it to Ben. This whole time Ben has been hearing about the ooze from Juno and listening to his calls with Rita, but hasn't actually seen it. He looks at it in the jar and takes a good whiff ("Juno what the hell... you licked this? Gross... will I lick it? Yeah sure- when I'm dead! Put that lid back on or so help me.") Ben asks Juno what happens when it's introduced to heat. He says he isn't sure but according to Rita,

"In theory, it should just solidify. Non-Newtonian fluids cannot withstand extreme heat. The liquidity part evaporates. Just leaving the solid-ity part."

"I'm impressed. You listened to her."

Juno frowns. "I always listen to Rita."

"That's not what I meant. I meant: you listened to her, and you even sound like her now."

"... haha, very funny Benten... do you want to help me find out what happens when you introduce this stuff to fire or not though?"

Ben and Juno are both extremely smart in their own ways. They are also both extremely dumb in the same way. Ben lights the stove, Juno holds the jar with a pair of tongs, and they watch with bated breath as the gunk tries to hop out of the jar as it gets hotter. Eventually it stops moving altogether. And sure enough, when Juno removes it from the stove and lets it cool, it's solid.

Ben asks Juno what he's going to do and Juno simply says he's going on a Hunt.

"You can't be serious? Juno- this is dangerous. You're going to literally be playing with fire."

"I can handle it."

"Juno- I'm serious. Take this seriously."

"I am."

"Then you'll listen to me when I say, it'll make me feel a whole lot better if you take someone with you."

"You know that's not how this works Benten-"

"A Kanagawa hunter would be more than willing to work with you. Hell- what's her name Big Eyes would probably kill to work with you again."

"BENZAITEN! Enough! This is my job alright? I don't tell you how your recitals should be going or what stretches you need to be doing! You don't get to boss me around about how my Hunts go. End of discussion."

"Juno-"

"No. We're done. I'm going to bed, and tomorrow, I'm going on my hunt."

Juno goes to bed without saying goodnight. He wakes up and leaves for the office without eating or saying good morning. Ben calls but he doesn't answer. He calls Rita and Rita relays the message "just tell him I'll be waiting at home and- good luck."

Juno takes with him his pistol, shotgun, a flask of vodka, canisters of gasoline, a box of matches (Ben's brand), and an empty glass milk jar. He drives out to the valleys between HC and the CP to the largest black pool and starts pouring gasoline into and around it. He brought five of them with him. Rita said that his plan was dangerous. ("maybe we can get a hold of Ms. Cassandra and find out if-" "I'm not bringing Cass into this. This is my hunt. I'm doing it my way.") She made him agree that if she didnt hear back from Juno in an hour, she would call Juno, and if he failed to pick up she'd ask for assistance ("I ain't takin no as an answer Mista Steel." "You and Benzaiten worry too much." "Sorry Boss, but you're important to us.")

Juno stands back as he strikes a match and tosses it into the gas. He watches the pool erupt in flame. The ground trembles underneath him. Juno falls backwards. Something rises out of the pool... a monster.

Covered in black gunk, reeking of burnt tar, a monster on fire towers over him. She hisses and squeals. She would be beautiful if half her face wasn't torn off and the other half on fire. Black tentacles rise with her. She has a maw full of razor sharp teeth that go around and around in rings. In that moment, Juno knew he was fucked and would likely die. But if theres one thing being a Steel had prepared him for, its to not go down without a fight.

Juno brings around his shotgun and fires. He lands two bullets that lodge themselves in the monster. She hisses and growls, lunging at him. Her hands are sharp talons. They dig into his shoulders and drag him through the ground. Forgotten is the flask and jar. She rises again towering over him. He takes aim and fires another shot that embeds itself in her shoulder. She howls, a tentacle comes slicing through the air. He rolls out of the way in time and continues rolling as more trail after him.

He remembers the flask when it falls out of his coat. He takes hold of it and unscrews the cap, gulping a mouthful and holding it in his cheeks. With shaking hands he reaches for another match and lights it. He turns and spits the vodka into the flame, lighting a trail of flames that follows a tentacle of black tar. It spreads and the monster catches fire, screeching, leaving Juno time to unholster his pistol. He takes aim and fires off a few more rounds at her, slowly limping his way back where he dropped his shotgun and the milk jar. Finally, one of his bullets lands at her core. The monsters screeching turns to silent wailing.

Her size has shrunk as most of her body has caught fire, the rest is riddled with silver bullets. She clutches two appendages over her chest where the last bullet struck. Frantically trying to dig it out. She slowly tries to slip away as Juno grabs his jar and makes the dumbest decision he could've ever done: he runs towards her. He holsters his pistol, unscrews the jar and keeps the lid in one hand. The monster musters what remaining strength she has as both of the appendages over her chest shoot out. Two things happen at once:

One. Everything comes down to a singular point of pain. Juno feels it as his eye gets scooped out and he just about blacks out.

Two. He successfully scoops the monsters core inside the jar. The lid comes down on it, and monster screams as she shrinks to fit inside her small prison.

Juno has just enough strength left in him to screw the lid on. He blacks out shortly after.

(Ben calls Juno and then calls Rita when he can't reach him. He insist she call him right then and there because "something is wrong. I know it. Rita- listen to me. Call it' call it twin intuition, alright." Intrigued by this Rita calls Juno and when he doesn't answer her she calls in Cassandra.

Cass says she isn't in the mood to save Steel’s sorry ass. Ben takes Rita's comms from her to speak to Cass directly, "You owe me Kanagawa. I'm calling in your favor to me. And if you don't uphold our deal Cassandra, I will make your family's life hell." Rita has always liked Benten. That day she understood what Juno means by "Ben strikes the fear of Benzaiten into you".

Cass rides out to the valleys on her motorbike and finds a giant gaping hole in the ground. Beside it- Juno Steel. Cass turns him over carefully removing the milk jar. She sees his fucked up face and hauls him inside his truck. She tosses his shotgun in the backseat and straps the jar in next to her as she floors it back to Hyperion City. When Ben meets her at the hospital she apologizes and says she still owes Ben his favor, she shouldn't have brushed Rita off so quickly. All Ben does is tell her to leave. Rita promises to give her a call when Juno comes around.)

Juno wakes up in the hospital. He panics unable to see out of one eye. He tries to sit up and falls back groaning and grunting in pain. Something shifts next to him and he turns his head. It's Benzaiten. Bathed in golden light.

"Do you remember what Ma used to say, whenever she found us fighting? Fighting over the Andromeda costumes and Turbo toys?"

"Benten-" Juno wheezes and coughs. Ben turns and fills a glass with water. He carefully hands it over to Juno without a word.

"Ma used to say that we shouldn't fight. She didn't want us to fight because when it came down to it, there was only us in the world. She said- if we wanted to get flattened, we go and lie down in the road, but we aren't supposed to do that to each other." Ben smiles. At least Juno thinks he sees him smile. The sun glares behind him creating the perfect halo. An angel. Juno's angel.

"Ma said that when she was gone, we would have to rely on each other, and that meant we couldn't fight. We need someone else so that when we're not tough enough, they can be." He takes a shaking breath. Juno sips his water and parts his lips. Ben shakes his head and holds a hand up. "Save it, I'm not done.

"Ma said a lot of things before she died. She wanted nothing but the best for us Juno. She wanted us to look out for each other, wanted us to fight the big mean world together, and she wanted us to live. I know you never believed her. I know you don't believe her now- but she was ours. She was- Ma. And you're my brother. Ma is gone. Annie is gone. Oldtown is dying. Sasha left. Mick can hardly take care of himself. And you're all I have left Juno... I need you Juno. I need you to be alive for me because I can't be tough enough for this world. I want you alive... why can't you want that for yourself."

Benzaiten stands from the chair he's in and walks around Junos hospital bed. In proper light Juno can see the bags under his eyes and the tears streaking down his cheeks. He takes the glass from Juno's shaking hands and sets it aside. He pulls Juno against him and half folds his body over, half shields his twin.

The same mouth. Same hands. Juno broke his nose when they were still kids. Ben broke his ankle a year ago. Their noses are different. The way they walk has changed. But the one thing that no one could take away was their matching gaze. Their matching eyes.

(Ben leaves the hospital to visit Rita. She welcomed him inside her home without a second thought. She opens a window and sits down at her breakfast table while Ben takes a cigarette from his pocket and lights it. He takes a long draw and holds the smoke in his lungs for a long moment. He exhales slowly. His tears have long since dried. He thought he cried himself out at Ma's funeral. He was wrong.)

Juno goes back out to the site in the valleys a few weeks later with Cass. She took the jar and kept it to herself. When she saw Juno in the hospital she asked about it. He just said to turn it over to Rita and she'd take care of it from there (to this day Rita still has it in her personal office at home. The monster watches her work. She finds it easier to work when she has something to explain her thought process to and the monster is frequently subjected to that. When she's not home Rita keeps it locked up inside a safe next to emergency bac up shrimp crunchies.)

Cass and Juno explore the gaping hole together. (Cass pulled her weight as a Kanagawa and had the site quarantined off from other hunters and the public). They find a whole underground network of chambers and lab equipment. Journals and notes. Juno flips through a few pages and together this is what they piece together:

Doctor Miasma was a human doctor. She learned about fae medicine and was desperate to get her hands on it by any means possible. In order to get any though she needed to cross over. So. She did. She forcibly opened her own portals and exchanged parts of herself, constantly replacing whatever she lost. Her arms, her legs, half her face. Eventually she gave up the last thing she had to offer: her humanity.

Miasma awoke a monster in the fae wilds. She used intimidation to force them to open a portal for her to cross back home. She created her underground lab and stocked it with soup. She ran experiments on herself. With practice she honed her hunting skills and had her first taste of fae blood.

Shortly thereafter Miasma lost more than her body and humanity. She lost her memories. She lost her name. She forgot her title, forgot her research, and simply became a monster that consumed.

Some part of her must have remembered something though. She broke cars and stole parts from them trying to build a machine to harness magic and open portals. Even after giving up everything, Miasma was still trying to get back to the fae realm

Cass finds the rotting corpses of dead monsters. Their blood not yet drained.

Juno's seen enough and with Cass' help climbs out of the hole.

"Cass- you write the report."

"Huh? Why? This was your Hunt. I don't need the credit or the money."

"And I don't want the attention it's going to bring. Write it. If you have questions call Rita."

(Cass swears this will be the last nice thing she does for Juno. She writes the report and hands it over to the HMHA. The senior hunters of the association are confused why she's handing in the paperwork. She shrugs and tells them "Steel doesn't want to handle the guts." The Kanagawas come in and clean everything out. Cecil does a live stream special walking through "the lab of a monster". Juno reads the newspaper in the kitchen while Ben makes them breakfast. Life carries on.)

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DBH Hogwarts AU

I saw a post of connor as Slytherin and i 100% agree with that, so i just had to put everyone in there rightful house.

Ships: Connor x Markus

Content warnings: None (no spell check lol)

Slytherin

• Connor ~ like i said connor would definitely be a slytherin. and i don’t want to hear “no i think he’d be a gryfindor or he’d be a ravenclaw bc-“ no your wrong i’m right. (/hj)

- Conner looks all sweet and nice but would kick ur ass when u least suspect it.

- Not to mention the fact that he lies and uses his words in a very particular way to get what he what’s when he needs it. (not saying all Slytherin’s lie. I am one so not trying to come at my fellow Slytherins or anything)

- I like to think that in this AU Hank is the headmaster and that Connor is his son. (Biologically) Connor def pull that “Well i could just go tell my dad” card just to fuck with people.

• Kara ~ I feel like a lot of people would think Kara is a Hufflepuff but i actually feel like Alice would be The Hufflepuff (Alice would be Kara’s little sister in this AU) and Kara would be a Slytherin.

- Like Alice would be like “Come on Kara let’s just help them” or “No lets not do that it’s bad Kara” But then Kara just be like “stfu” and do it anyway. (kinda like what she dose in the game depending on what you chose.

- But even is Kara isn’t a Hufflepuff i feel like she would be a healer type witch and really love potions.

- She’d wouldn’t be a prefect (bc u know she be getting in trouble for stupid shit) but would be really respected and all the 1st year Slytherins would look up to her.

Slytherin (Side character Edition)

Chloe ~ She gives prefect Slytherin vibes.

Kamski ~ Do i even need to explain that one?

Gavin ~ He’s that type of Slytherin that try’s to act all tough and be all scary but in reality he’s just a softy. He’d never admit it though.

Gryffindor

• Hank ~ He may be a grumpy grumpy old man in his 50s now but oh boy he was the Definition of Gryffindor back in his day.

- Like i said he’s the Headmaster of hogwarts and he has a very love hate relationship with his job.

- Dose not give a shit that Connor is in Slytherin House. That’s his son, he’s not gonna care what house he’s in. No matter what he will love him.

- Will pull Connor out of class to ask him stupid questions. Like he will have Connor thinking he in trouble but in reality hank just wants to know what shirt he should wear to the school council next meeting.

• Markus ~ He is the head seeker for the Gryffindor team. Just has that golden boy vibe too him. (oh yeah btw Carl would be his dad in this AU but he’s just adopted)

- (remember how i said the ship in this was Connor x Markus. yeah that comes into play now) Markus can get any girl he wants he’s mister popular and everyone loves him.

- But he is absolutely head over heals for Connor and no one knows it expect himself. He fell so god dam hard and for the headmasters son out of all people.

- He’d look for him when he’s playing games sometimes getting distracted. One time he even fell off his broom.

Gryffindor (Side Character edition)

North ~ She has that classic chaotic Gryffindor feel to her.

Simon ~ That one Chill Gryffindor that’s high all the time.

Ralph ~ Would have way to much school spirt and everyone would think he’s wired. But in reality he just wants a friend and maybe a hug.

Leo ~ (Don’t get me wrong i hate Leo as much as the next person but in this AU he’s Markus brother so yk) Would be all upset about how his stupid adopted brother is the popular one and not him.

Ravenclaw

(no more main character left expect for Alice so Ravenclaw just gets bullet points. i’m sorry 😕. )

Lucy ~ Would be The head teacher of Ravenclaw and would teach Astronomy and be a sub for potions.

Luther ~ He’s a big teddy bear Ravenclaw. Like any classic Ravenclaw he’d always have his head in a book and a big passion for learning.

Carl ~ was a chaotic and mysterious ravenclaw/ wizard in his school days.

Perkins ~ this ass would be a Ravenclaw and we all know it.

Daniel ~ Don’t ask me why he just is.

Hufflepuff

Alice ~ Like i said before she’s just a scared little Hufflepuff clinging too her sister. (Her and Kara would live alone in a small apartment btw. No Todd in this AU.

- Would be a 1st year while Markus, Kara, and Connor would be in year 6.

- If she doesn’t have class would probably go looking for Kara but Kara would have too push he out of nest so she could make her own friends.

-Stright A’s and would probably be a Perfect when she got older. (I can also picture her being a teacher at Hogwarts when she’s older.)

Huffelpuff (Side Character edition)

Josh ~ Your gonna look at me and tell me he’s not a Huffelpuff? Yeah that’s what i thought.

Jerry ~ Would bake all the 1st years cookie on the 1st day of school.

Thanks all sm for reading :D Probably gonna me a short fic of Connor and Markus in this AU.

[titsuya]

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↳ # ADVENTURES IN THE PUMPKIN PATCH

kozume kenma x f!reader

! ও synopsis: you’re more than just a game to kenma, but it is fun to play the game on his phone that controls the vibrator that’s shoved in your cunt..

! ও warning: edging, exhibitionism, meanie kenma, squirting, sex toy, not proofread & v shitty writing. MINORS DNI 18+

! ও wc: 1.2k

! ও sar’s note: hi this is so bad im so sorry 🙏🏽 i really just pulled it out of my ass and this is my second time ever writing for kenma so i sincerely apologize if u hate it 😜

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EDGING (v.) sexual practice of holding off right at the point of ejaculation. to some people, edging makes the final climax much more intense. (according to the urban dictionary)

for example:

when kenma had shoved a 5-inch mini bullet into your cunt and said, “don’t worry about it, ‘m just trying something.” you had thought nothing of it. you didn’t feel it so you didn’t think it was that big of a deal.

but here you were, with a bullet you forgot you had inside of you, yelping loudly when you feel a strong vibrating sensation. you clasp a hand over your mouth, remembering where you were, not wanting to cause a scene.

kuroo and his significant other look at you with furrowed eyebrows and concerned eyes, “Y/N, are you alright?“ kuroo asks.

you shudder feeling the vibrations grow stronger, “‘m… ‘m fine! j-just a c-cramp!”

you turn to look at your boyfriend, eyes shooting daggers at him. his lips curved into a sadistic smile as he presses a button on his phone (you presume to be the source of power) that stops the vibrating.

you let out a sigh of relief, grasping onto his arm, “kenma.” you call his name, breathily, making sure the two ahead of you couldn’t hear you.

“look at you, baby,” he coos, condescendingly.

you huff, “kenma, you set me up!” you sound angry, but kenma sees how you’re barley able to walk with your thighs clenched together and he knows how you’re secretly enjoying this.

he thinks about how wet you probably are. thinks about the way you’re probably soaked in a pumpkin patch full of people. he feels his cock throbs knowing he might just get you off in public and how much power he has over you in this moment.

“you like it, don’t lie.” he chuckles, patting the top of your head. “now, let’s catch up to our friends, we don’t wanna lose them,”

you whine as he peels you away from him and speeds up his pace with his phone clutched tightly in his hands. you have no choice, but to catch up and hope kenma has some mercy.

you think it’s going well for a while. he hasn’t made anything… happen for about 10 minutes, so you secretly hoped he had forgotten all about it.

that’s exactly what he wants you to think, though. he looks to his phone when he sees you going to pick up a pumpkin you thought was cute and turns the vibrator on to the highest setting.

you gasp, loudly, a tiny whimper escaping your throat as you clutch your stomach with your arms. you let your body and head hang, eyes threatening to roll back. you feel your syrupy arousal starting to pool in your panties, knowing it’s probably going to leak down your thighs.

you feel a firey pit in your stomach witht he ongoing vibrations. you can’t help but let out a small moan, praying that no one would hear. though, the thought of someone here finding out about the vibrator inside you makes your head spin with excitement.

kenma can tell you’re about to cum. you always do so quick when it’s on the highest setting.

the vibrator suddenly stops as you’re on the edge of a powerful orgasm. you nearly fall to the ground, tears collecting on your lash line, a tiny sob escaping your throat.

kuroo calls your name, concern dripping from his voice and when you don’t respond, he snaps his head to your devious boyfriend.

“dude, go check on her,” he demands, pointing at your helpless, orgasm deprived body.

he walks over, placing a hand on the small of your back, feeling the way you jump. when you realize it’s him, you stand up, looking at him with tears in your eyes. you’re entire body is sensitive and the slightest touch could throw you off.

“are you alright?” he asks, a devilish smirk on his face.

you pant out, wiping your teary eyes, “ken… needa cum, lemme cum, please!” you whine, quietly. “‘ll do anything!”

he snickers, taking your hand in his, “patience, baby, you’ll cum, don’t you worry. gotta get you all prepped for it first.”

you cock your head to the side and furrow your eyebrows. what does he mean by get you all prepped? since when has kenma ever prepped you for an orgasm?

“don’t look so confused, baby, just trust me, ‘m not gonna hurt you,” he whispers, pressing a chaste kiss to your forehead.

and so you go on through the night, vibrator buzzing every few minutes— the strength fluctuating between very strong and very gentle. it all felt the same to your sensitive cunt. the same sensitive cunt that’s flooding in arousal and wants so badly to cum.

your hooded eyes are filled with nothing but lust and need and even a few tears. you’re sure someone’s noticed how shaky your body has been and how you can barley walk. not to mention the whine that slip out of your mouth every time the buzzing starts.

you reach the end of the pumpkin patch and part ways with your friends. once you’re alone, you feel the vibrator start again. you’re 99% sure that you’re not going to be able to hold back your orgasm.

you grab his arm with a tight grip, squeezing it for your life, choking on your words, “…ken! ‘m—“

he shuts it off immediately and watches the way you sob, “not yet, babe, just a little more,”

“kenma! pl-please! jus’ let me cum, need to cum so bad!” you cry, looking up at him with pleading eyes, fat tears rolling down your face.

he feels the way his cock twitches in his, thankfully, loose pants and he’s just about to lose it. the way you’re looking so helpless and teary-eyed, it’s almost impossible to resist.

he quickly takes his hand in yours and pulls you to the car. opening the back seat, he ushers you in before climbing in himself.

he flips up your skirt, pulling your panties down your silky legs, “god, so pretty for me, baby,” he moans staring at your puffy pussy.

you cry out at the praise, arching your back for him to touch you, “ken! please! something, anything!”

he shushes you, moving his hands to pull the tiny bullet out of your sopping pussy. you heave, rutting against his fingers, needy and deprived.

“baby, relax,” he breaths, running his fingers down your slit before pushing them into your pulsing hole. “fuuuck, baby, you’re just sucking in my fingers, aren’t you?”

you mewl out for him, “yes! yeah! make me cum, baby,”

he fucks his fingers in and out of you quicker and quicker every second, loving the way you clamp down on them, and you were loving it all, too. the way his dainty fingers were hitting all the right spots and his free hand working on your clit. the knot in your stomach growing tighter and tighter.

“ken! cu-cumming! cu-mm-ing!” you sob, loudly. “gonna cum!”

“yeah, that’s it, cum for me, baby,” he groans, moving even faster.

the knot unravels and you feel your entire body seize as you gush all over his fingers, “ken-ma!” you scream. your eyes roll to the back of your head. you arch your back some more, shaking as you come down from your euphoric high.

you pant, opening your eyes to see the mess you had made all over his shirt. “i-i’m—“

“would you look at that?” he chuckles. “maybe i should edge you more often?”

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