#typing with lil baby paws is hard

[xcorruptxwishesx]

Kyuubey secretly cyber bullies magical girls in an attempt to turn them into witches. He's just not very good at it. His bullying is akin to a 10 year old on xbox but without slurs.

"U UGLY"

"Ur mum FAT"

"Plz die for the universe"

His username is something like 420magic_cat69. Kyuubey does not know the importance of those numbers, just that humans like them. So clearly using them makes him seem more human, yes. Totally not an evil alien cat.

He uses Madoka's computer when she's not home, ssshhhhh.

[sammyluvr]

our girl — sam winchester & jessica moore ꒦꒷ kinktober day three ; threesome

cw : gn!reader, smut, making out, oral (jess receiving, reader giving), against the wall, hair pulling (r!receiving), petnames (hun, baby, honey), lil bit of biting, praise, tiny mention of jealousy, swearing, 1.2K words. MDNI !!! 18+ ONLY.

squeezing yourself between jess and sam as they eagerly kiss each other isn’t easy. but you manage it, and it’s more than worth it. his hands paw at her waist and chest, his tongue fills her mouth, and her hands tangle in his hair, making him whine into the kiss. they’re the type to kiss close and needy and all intertwined once they’re worked up, so you have to force your way in. 

jess would let you in easier if she weren’t the one pressed up against the wall right now, but she is, so you have to get sam’s attention instead by wrapping an arm around his waist, then dipping your hand to palm at his already hardening dick. he groans lowly into the kiss, and you watch jess take the opportunity to put her tongue in sam’s mouth. then you hook a finger through one of the belt loops in sam’s jeans, softly tugging him backwards until he takes a small step back. you duck under his arm, pushing them apart just enough to drop to your knees between them.

one of sam’s hands automatically falls to your head, fingers slipping through your hair as your own hands travel up jess’s thighs. sam barely leaves room for you, so your nose presses right against her clothed core, and his growing hard-on pushes against the back of your head. you can feel the muscles in jess’s thighs tighten under your touch, reacting to the nudge of your nose.

it’s slightly awkward work to unbutton jess’s trousers and pull them down along with her panties in one go. the fabric catches on your nose as you tug it down her hips, and your elbows knock lightly into sam’s knees. but you don’t care.

you tilt your head up, and both sam and jess groan. your chin nestles right against her now bare pussy, and the movement pushes against sam’s cock as it strains almost painfully against his jeans. they part from their hungry kiss for just a moment, jess’s head falling to rest her forehead on sam’s shoulder as she gazes down at you.

“jess, baby, you’ll let me eat you out?” you ask, and sam’s hand on your head tightens, the pads of his fingers lightly pressing into your scalp.

“’course i will. don’t stop now, hun,” she agrees at a husky murmur, voice still a little breathy from kissing so hard. she gives you a winning smile and you think she could be the death of you; she’s so fucking gorgeous. her smile shows teeth and a sense of teasing, but her lips are all pink and puffy and her cheeks are flushed. you love the way she acts almost unaffected, but you could feel the quick tense of her thighs when you asked. she’s damn excited and you’re gonna make sure you give her exactly what she needs.

sam can’t just watch the two of you looking at each other like that without going just about insane, so he makes sure his hand is good and tangled in your hair before grabbing jess’s chin and tilting her head back up to resume that bruising kiss. you watch them a moment longer, a little transfixed by the sight like you were just a minute ago. watching from below is different, though. better, you’re sure.

then you push your head back down and pull at jess’s thighs until she takes a step outwards to spread her legs just enough for you to slot your face against her pussy, now wet with slick. you lick up her slit with a strong tongue and she immediately moans into the kiss. her voice is all muffled and pretty against sam’s mouth.

“you always taste so good,” you groan against her, before pushing your face into her. you slide your hands up to her very upper thighs, thumbs pushing into her pussy lips before pulling them apart so you can suck on her clit. she moans louder, and you’re relentless. you barely stop for air. you bob your head and suck and lick and don’t bother to hold back every single lewd, wet noise.

jess quickly grows desperate, and sam’s hand in your hair tightens, making the experience that much better. soon enough, jess is moaning and whining too much to keep properly kissing sam, so he shifts to mimic your sucking and licking over her neck and collarbone. he bites too, and you and sam easily have her properly fucked out. her knees grow weak, so sam’s steady hand keeps her propped up against the way so you can suck her to ecstasy.

“f-fuck, feels so good, baby,” she groans out, hands gripping at sam’s upper arms. 

sam’s hand tightens in your hair again, and if you weren’t so deep in jess’s practically dripping cunt, you’d think about how he’s likely jealous that it’s you between her legs and not him. but sam stays faithful in his role of holding her up and kissing her stupid because if there’s anything that you and him have in common, it’s a dedication and love in making her feel good.

“keep going,” sam urges you, hand pushing you even further into her core. he groans lowly at the sight of you there. maybe he gets a little antsy about not being the one to get his mouth on her because he’s addicted to eating pussy, but he’s absolutely in love with the way the both of you look like this. “eating our girl out so fucking good,” he praises, voice strained. “and you look so fucking pretty,” he mumbles against the soft skin of jess’s collarbone.

you nod in agreement at his words, your nose pushing against her clit. maybe you can’t see jess’s face right now, but you do have unwavering faith that she’s an absolute vision right now. and you’ve seen the faces she makes when sam eats her out. she’s like a damn angel.

she starts to tremble when she gets close, and one of her hands reaches down, holding sam’s against your head.

“god, don’t stop. c’mon, baby, don’t stop,” she pants out. she urges you on, and you happily oblige, fueled by her moaning and demanding words. “c’mon,” she grunts, her voice so pretty and rough. “shit!”

you can feel how close she is to tipping over the edge and latch your lips over her clit and just suck and lick with fervor.

“that’s it, honey,” sam kisses the words into her skin. “go ahead and cum for us, come on.”

“agh, so good, so good!” she babbles breathlessly.

her whine is high pitched when she cums and you work her through it, eagerly lapping up everything you can get. sam talks her through it, praising and loving as he holds her trembling form up. and he can’t help but push his hips into the back of your head, groaning at the pressure against his hard-on. it takes all of his control not to grind against you with how hot this all is to him.

his mouth on jess’s neck, her loudness as she cums into your mouth, you moaning against her pussy, her hand holding his as he grips your hair, and his dick pressed against you.

he can’t wait to fuck you both so good.

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[b1mbodoll]

gabi when u say u like my asks it actually has me rolling around ‘n giggling in my bed :( all the smart parts of my brain must’ve melted or smth i’m actually dying here with all this puppy talk !!! ‘n i said you in that ask because you are jake’s puppy girl ? he thinks you’re the cutest ever ‘s not my fault for spreading the truth !! had to flop down on my bed a second ago because i js started thinking abt stepbro hyung line ‘n their cute puppy girl step sis :( i js know they’d be thinking of the foulest, dirtiest things ever i am going to start growling i cant do this !!!!!!

— from ur fairy anon !!!!!

baby i didnt just like ur ask, i Loved it !!!! made me sososo dizzy n im so obsessed, ive literwlly been rereading it every now n then bcus im Obsessed. also me n u both sweetheart, this puppy talk is just. Too Much for my lil head but i love it i csnt get enough…

im jake’s puppygirl??? 😞 stop it baby ill Cry so hard.

n ur. so insane. if u ever decide to come off anon i Will be living in ur dms <3 forever n ever bcs stepbro hyungline n their puppygirl stepsis????? there r lil pink hearts in my eyes as im typing this. im in love.

they r so gross n so mean n pervy.

heeseung is like, tryin to keep the 02z in Line but he’s just a Guy. csnt stop himself from starin at ur panties when ubwear a skirt n ur tail wags so hard it gives him a perfect view

jay’s also like heeseung but . touchier. he pets the lil space on ur head between ur puppy ears n treats you Like a puppy. wants you constantly dumb n giggly bcs then u cant question Why he’s pullin u on his lap n grunting every now n then (yes, he Is in fact pushin n pullin u over his cock n he Will cum in his pants)

jake’s a Bit more… unhinged. treats u like a puppy but ‘s a million times More intense than jay. calls ur hands puppy paws, has you sit between his legs while he sits on the couch or smth n just pets you. massages the base of your puppy ears n has to put a pillow over his lap bcs your pretty lil moans make him hard

sunghoon’s the Meanest though. purposely spills stuff on ur cute tops to get a peak of ur bra through the wet fabric or tugs on ur ears n tail just to hear you whine n see you pout n cry :( rolls his eyes when you run to heeseung n cry into his chest, tail limp n ur ears droopy cus he’s so mean :( little do you know hoon’s thinkin about his crybaby stepsis (steppup?) n jerkin his cock remembering your big puppy eyes all sad 😵‍💫 he wants to make you cry while he fucks you, next <3

[sirazaroff]

How do you feel about RT'S rule of having one trait only for faunuses?

(Idk if I even spelt that right)

Hey!

So if I recall...this condition was created due to limitations for the team, and I don't mind it honestly. They turned a technical limitation into a creative one, and I'm all for character designs like that. You only have ONE animal trait to play with so what will that lead to?? It's fun. Good for exercising your creative muscles.

At times it does make it hard to tell who is what animal depending on which trait they give the person. Initially I couldn't figure out what faunus Adam was cause his lil baby horns are hidden in his hair. His name suggests bull but his horn say baby goat lol. But then it's also like. Comical. Like every time there's been a bunny rabbit it's always ears we see. Why just the ears? What about their tail or some paws? How about different types of ears to imply different types of rabbits? Short ears, one that's crooked, long hare ears, floppa ears.

Something I did like that they did with this was the idea of some faunus hiding their lone trait versus others who didn't. 

In Arrowfell, there's this mouse faunus named Mikado who is initially wanting to hide their ears, but is then encouraged to keep them out in the open. I know we've seen this sort of topic being explored in the main series (blake hiding her ears and velvet choosing not to), and seeing it again in this game was nice. Something that's interesting to explore every now and then.

But yeah my only thing is it would be nice to see different traits called out for an animal type. Like if someone is a bear, one faunus could have their ears, another could have paws or fangs, etc. Just diversify it a bit so it doesn't look copy paste. I don't really hold RT to much standards cause I know they don't have the money, but if they did, this would be my request on that.

Thanks for stopping by~

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I know this has nothing to do with the question asked, but are there such things as mythical/folk lore creature based faunus? Like imagine a unicorn, griffin, Selkie, fairy, etc. I mean if this is a fairytale like world then why not?

[magnuficent76]

Hi did you know I love your Pokémon posts so fucking much. Purrs. Anyway if you have literally any other ideas for like Pokémon au stuff PLEASE go ahead use this ask for it. If you want. But either way much love

TEEHEEEE HIII ELVIS !!! PAWING AT YOU <33 I WOULD LOVE TO RANT ABOUT FERRIS THEY'RE MY FAVORITE LITTLE THANG !!! And now that you mention it, I will use it as a Hook to also assign Pokémon to some of Archer's Other Coworkers !! Enjoy <3

– FERRIS [Fairy, but very flexible ! I like to think Ferris isn't much of a battler and only has pokemon for convenience like travel and cutting through bushes, or for cuteness <3]

Dedenne [Literally such a them pokemon there's no way around it. This thing looks almost exactly like how I see Ferris in my mind's eye and I think they know it too. It's also probably their starter back when they thought they were gonna battle for real, only to find out that Oh This Is Hard and You Don't Evolve ... Let's not do this then !]

Togepi -> Togetic [I like to think Ferris would feed stray pokemon whenever they can, and sometimes it results in them getting pokemon to stay with them even though it's not the intention. Togepi was that exact case <3 it's very lucky that it's adorable because Ferris didn't have the heart to release it anymore.]

Whimsicott [Likely the ace of their team, becuase even though Whimsicott isn't a super strong pokemon, when utilized properly in a strategy Ferris manages to make it at least feel invincible. Fluffy lil' fellow <3 fits with their aesthetic too]

– HARVEY (*better known as just KELLER) [Electric, but in the sense that he doesn't actually have pokemon just because and is forced by the company to have a team. Guy who doesn't wanna participate in your fucking gym core. All his pokemon are given to him as property of Maliwan, so at least he's not mistreating them]

Rotom [Given as an initiation mon for everyone in the company. Surprisingly affectionate with Keller despite him heing The Worst and never reciprocating it, but alas, it does not know that.]

Electrode [Much of the same idea as the first one, but even more so. Again, Keller isn't super interested in pokemon as a whole and would rather have None, but since he's being forced to, he opted for the ball with a face on it because he figured it wouldn't be too much work to care for. And it isn't !]

– Toshiro (*better known as YONNE) [Fire/Electric. Used to be a trainer before he joined the company, but then got a projectile to the knee and was forced to retire. Sad !]

Rotom [Again, initiation pokemon for company, but Yonne actually does like his. When they aren't being constantly watched by other investors and what have you, I like to think he gives his tons of pampering.]

Ninetales [His ex-ace that he no longer can use due to mostly working in an office space and it being a fire type, but that he still cherishes even if it reminds him of better days. Definetly his starter pokemon too, probably given to him by his parents.]

Elekid -> Electavire [Technically wasn't supposed to be his, because all he was supposed to do was hold onto it and train it for the company, but then it evolved and got way too attached, so now it is. Kind of scared of it because of how big it's gotten since it was a baby, but hey, it's still his baby.]

– THALIA [Ground/Electric, still a trainer in her spare time, but really mostly forced to be stationary in the company floor.]

Manetric [Her initiation pokemon and her second favorite ever. She was already an electric type enjoyer even before she joined the company, so her appreciation for them grew even further when she got it as a thank you gift from the higher ups. That's her pet dogy <3]

Mudsdale [Her actual starter, and also her actual favorite pokemon ever. Has been with her since she was a kid and is a very old thing, but nevertheless very sturdy that has always been by her side. I like to think instead of going to work in normal ways she just rides a horse there. For funsies.]

Rotom [She doesn't really feel anything towards it try as she might. It's just another tool for work. And it's very sad about as well]

Hippowdon [Has been with her since she started her journey and she adores this fucking thing even though it is insanely powerful and can crush a car like a soda can. It is no longer allowed near office for doing exactly that.]

FANK YOU FOR ASKINGGG I CARE YIUUUUU <3333

[knchins]

Monster - Mikey S.

Summary: After witnessing you being harassed multiple times by his executives, Mikey decides it's time to show them who you belong to once and for all.

Pairing: Bonten!Mikey x Reader

Reader Type: AFAB - she/her

Rating: E+

Word Count: 1.1k

Warnings: Jealousy, sexual harassment, possessive Mikey, dubcon, rough oral sex (M receiving), hair pulling, choking, vaginal sex, voyeurism/exhibitionism, cream pie, a lil cockwarming at the end

Request: @/dark_mnjiro

Notes: Slowly getting to requests in true me fashion lol. I just got back from Dragon*Con and am a tired baby that still needs a shit tone of rest. I'll be doing a collab soon so keep your eyes peeled for updates!

You couldn’t enter the office without an innuendo being thrown your way or a leering glance. The boys of Bonten were probably the horniest bunch you had ever had the misfortune to cross paths with, the only respectful one was your longtime boyfriend Manjiro Sano. 

Mikey only knew about a quarter of the harassment you received from his executives. They knew better than to paw at you or hit on you whenever he was present, however that didn’t stop their eyes from wandering whenever you wore something short or low-cut. He had thought he had made it clear to them that you were off-limits and to be treated respectfully, even getting into physical altercations to prove his point. Unfortunately, it wasn’t enough and many of them were convinced that you could be swayed to leave him for someone else. 

Not that you ever would leave him. The Invincible Mikey was the king of Japan. He had worked his way to the top little by little, winning fight after fight until he sat alone on the throne. He was often too busy to pay you the attention you needed. However, no amount of work stopped him from showering you with gifts and tokens of affection while you were working with bookkeeping along with Kokonoi. 

You had only seen his jealous side twice and both times were absolutely terrifying. Your fear of being blamed or even broken up with made you not want to tell him how the others guys often treated you. What if he decided you weren’t worth it and threw you to them? It wasn’t like there was anything you would be able to do to stop it. 

Today was different. Today Mikey had witnessed the Haitani brothers hitting on you. His cold demeanor went straight to icy as he pulled you into the conference room. A meeting was going to start soon and your anxiety was already speaking at how he was acting. It wasn’t like Ran and Rindou were even a threat to him. You simply weren’t interested and you were tired of having to walk on eggshells when it came to Mikey’s fragile ego. 

“Mikey, it was harmless, there’s no need to be jealous.” You managed to say as his grip on your arm tightened. 

He turned to face you, dark eyes alight with fury and lust. “You’re calling me jealous? Believe me, if you can still use your legs after this, I’m not jealous.” 

You were about to ask what he was talking about when all of the Bonten elite walked into the boardroom. The brothers stared at your confused face, wondering what Mikey had been saying to you. 

“How many of them?” Mikey asked and you somehow knew what he was asking. How many have tried to touch you like that?

You swallowed thickly, the sound seemed deafening in the quiet room. “All of them.” You replied softly 

“You all want to touch my girl?” He asked darkly. No one dared to say a word. “I’m going to show you who she belongs to. Maybe then you’ll learn not to touch what’s not yours.” 

He looked at you, noticing the way you trembled. The smell of fear radiated off your skin as he looked as if he might devour you whole. “On your knees.” 

You practically collapsed onto your knees in front of him, trembling hands working on his belt. Your frantic mind made it hard to concentrate on what you were doing, fumbling and struggling with what should have been an easy task. 

Mikey pushed your hands away and did it himself, his patience wearing thin. Your hands went to his thighs to hold onto them lightly as you opened your mouth wide for him as he took out his cock from his pants. He brushed a tear that fell from your eye before grabbing a fistful of your hair and thrusting his dick into your warm mouth. 

Your jaw slackened, tongue flattening so he would have absolutely no obstruction as he fucked into your throat. You suppressed your gag reflex, used to him doing this while you were underneath his work desk that was on the top floor of the building. 

“You see how well I trained her?” Mikey asked as his balls slapped against your chin. You kept your eyes on his face, knowing what would happen if you took them off of him. “Why would I give up such an obedient bitch?” 

One by one he met the eyes of everyone that were now seated at the long rectangular meeting table. He waited for one of them to challenge him, or worse , one to look at you instead of him. The sloppy sounds of him fucking your throat were all that could be heard as drool slipped passed your lips and dripped off your chin. 

Mikey pulled out of your mouth abruptly and tugged you upright by your hair. He tore open your blouse and ripped off your skirt. When you tried to cover your exposed parts with your hands he simply grabbed your wrists and pulled them away. “This what you wanted to see?” He asked the others as he sat down on his leather chair and pulled you into his lap so they’d have a full frontal view. 

Mikey pushed your underwear to the side before thrusting into you, your tits bouncing from the rough jerks of his hips. You wanted to hide your face, your breasts, anything from your coworkers who were all staring at you with awe. Mikey reached around to grab you by the throat to keep you still as he drilled his cock into you so hard that you saw stars. 

It didn’t take long for moans to start slipping from your mouth. Your eyes rolled back as Mikey alternated from squeezing your throat to giving you a chance to breathe, all the while his hips never stopping. “See how good she takes me?” He said between breaths. “You really think any of you could satisfy such a dirty slut? She’s soaked from being watched right now, already about to cream on my cock.” 

It was true, you were trying to hold back your orgasm. The thrill of everyone watching you makes you even more excited than usual. With his free hand, Mikey reached down and pinched your clit roughly, giving you just enough stimulation to cum while screaming out his name. 

There wasn’t a single flaccid dick in the room. Despite doing their best to not get turned on, the admin couldn’t help the reaction to see you being fucked into a stupor. It didn’t take Mikey long to reach his peak, filling you with his semen before slowing his hips and allowing you to relax back against him. Your eyes were closed, trying to pretend that you were alone and not in a room full of people as you caught your breath. 

Mikey kept his dick inside of you, wanting to make sure his point got across. “Now who wants to start today’s meeting?”

[seita]

— better than (m.)

pairing : iwaizumi/reader

wordcount : 3.087

genre : fluff, smut, pwp

cw : college!au, athletic trainer!iwaizumi

tags : implied age gap (hes 27 reader is in college- age nkt specified. he's older tho), size kink, dom!iwa, pussy job (a lil bit), multiple orgasms, sensitivity kink (if u squint), squirting, fingering, creampie, aftercare.

note : this was just an excuse to write about how iwaizumi is better than any other boy <3 thank u to @toshisins for beta'ing this for me <3

+ summary : you're so tired of dumb college boys who hump and dump, with no stroke game, and can never even try to get you off. that is, until you meet 27 year old iwaizumi hajime.

When you first met Iwaizumi Hajime at the bar near your college campus, you noticed how good looking he was. Well, that was an understatement - he was tall, fit with tanned skin and a confident aura that made you weak in the knees.

You hadn't actually had the courage to approach him, however. Instead, you let some college boy buy you a cheap drink and take you home for some mediocre sex before kicking you out after not even 15 minutes of his reckless humping.

The second time you met him was at the same place. He was sitting at the bar, nursing a glass of whiskey that was almost empty. His back was to you and it gave you a wonderful view of his broad shoulders.

The mediocre lay from the last time you had been there attempted to chat you up again with false confidence, as if he had been the best fuck of your life. Naturally, you weren't having any of his bullshit - he tried to rub your clit like a scratch and sniff, forcing you to pry his hand away from it, there was no chance in hell you were giving him another second of your time. He definitely wasn't the type of guy who took rejection well, if not evident by the way he exploded and went off calling you a wide, colorful variety of names paired with numerous hurtful insults that had tears of humiliation filling your eyes.

“Hey now,” a smooth, deep voice had interrupted his very public spiel, “Don’t punish the girl for your own short comings, if she doesn't wanna fuck you again, don't you think that says more about your abilities as a man?”

The other man sputtered, muttering even more curses before storming out - probably not wanting to tussle with a guy who looked like he benched every second of his day.

There was something about Iwaizumi that just immediately had your heart skipping a beat over him. He was kind, a gentleman, and never seemed desperate or overbearing. He was confident and comfortable with himself and where he was in life.

You quickly learned that Iwaizumi was 27, almost 28 and worked as an athletic trainer so he traveled a lot.

For a while, your relationship seemed one sided with him. You'd text him and he’d reply but he rarely ever actually reached out to you. You tried flirting with him, asking him out for drinks, but it never seemed to pull him in.

It was frustrating. In basically no time at all, you had developed a stupid puppy dog crush on him. You felt like a middle school girl with a crush on a high school senior - like he was never going to give you the time of day. You were simply too young for him.

You eventually stopped trying with him, choosing to delete your message thread with him and continued on with your life.

You went through more college-boy hookups - all of them ending in disaster. Quite frankly, you were fed up with mediocre cock and being treated like shit when they were done with you. It wasn't a nice feeling, being kicked out after they didn't even bother trying to make you cum.

You couldn’t help but wonder what Iwaizumi would be like in bed. He was just so attractive, you knew he had gotten his dick wet more times than he could count. He definitely seemed the type who preferred relationships over hookups.

That's when it occurred to you.

You pulled out your phone and scoured your contacts. It had been a couple weeks since you spoke but you couldn't resist bugging him just one last time. You opened a new message thread with him and quickly typed the question that was now plaguing your mind.

“Do you have a girlfriend?”

It was the question that had changed the course of your relationship with him.

When you asked, it was like everything fell into place. Perhaps it finally relayed to him the interest you had. All that really mattered was the fact he suddenly began talking to you, starting conversations and even venturing into phone calls with you.

You lost all interest in those college boys you once hung out with and went home with to get laid. None of them made you feel the way Iwaizumi could with a simple text message. He was everything a girl could ask for and you were shocked he was single.

Which was why you were quick to ask him on a date, not caring if it made you look desperate -- you practically were. You would be damned if he went off the market while you were busy beating around the bush.

Going on a date with Iwaizumi was like a dream. You were so used to dates at sleazy bars for a couple of drinks just so they could hurry up and take you home for a quick fuck.

Iwaizumi took the time to take you on several dates -- dinner, movies, walks around town to obscure shops he thought you might like, before it finally led to the bedroom.

You had never been nervous with sex but with Iwaizumi it was different. The routine was dumb college boys who usually fawned over your tits for a few minutes before their hard ons became the center of their brain function.

You found yourself completely bare on his bed as he stood at the foot, fully clothed. The way his eyes raked across your body like a lion eyeing its next, delicious meal had you curling in on yourself shyly.

His lips quirked up as your arms came across your breasts, shielding them from his predatory gaze, “Oh now, you know better than that, don’t you? What kind of good girl hides herself, hm? Acted so eager for my cock all this time, now you wanna be shy?”

You gasp, cheeks flushing hot as you register his words -- he’d known you wanted him that badly all this time?

He clicks his tongue, “You didn’t think you were subtle did you? Bet you would have done anything to get your paws on my dick when I got off work early the other day, hm? Showed up at your apartment...you were starin’ real hard at me, I’m right aren’t I?”

You think that to that day, lashes fluttering against your cheeks at the memory. He was wearing loose gray sweats and a muscle tank top that showed his biceps flexing with every movement he made. Your eyes had immediately been drawn, however more down to his crotch instead. Where you could clearly see the outline of his cock through the material.

You had stuffed your little fingers in your cunt for hours that night, thinking about how big he looked -- even soft, couldn’t imagine if he was hard.

“Ah, there you go again,” he muses, snapping you out of your haze, “Maybe if you ask real pretty for me, I’ll give you just what you want.”

“Please,” you immediately gasp, “Want you so much Hajime, i-it hurts. Can’t stop thinkin’ about you…”

“It hurts?” he huffs, finally reaching up to pull his shirt off, leaving you to ogle his pecs and defined abs, which flex as he works on removing his jeans, “Needy little cunt hurts ‘cause you don’t have a nice, fat cock stuffing it full? Such a dramatic little baby. I just know your phone is full of some little college boys’ numbers...why don’t you give them a call?”

You shake your head, “Don’t want them! I just know they’re not as good as you, Hajime, please...please make me cum, I'll do anything?”

“Aw, those idiot little boys don’t know how to make a pretty girl like you cum, is that it?” he asks, climbing onto the bed, making the mattress dip beneath you as he slots himself between your thighs.

“No,” you pout, letting him spread your legs, hands under your knees to open you up to his greedy gaze.

“So compliant with me, you just need a real man to get you off, huh?” he smiles when you nod, “Don’t worry, I’ll take real good care of you.”

Oh, you knew. Just from the way he moved his hips against yours, parting your folds so the head of his cock glided from your clenching little hole, dragging your slick up to your clit -- you just knew that he knew what he was doing.

As you looked between your legs, you felt yourself gush at the sight. His cock was so big, long and fat, drooling precum over your slick little slit, making a mess. He wrapped his fist around his length, making you whimper as his fingers couldn’t even wrap around the girth of him. He slapped his cock against your cunt, groaning at the strings of your slick that clung to him.

“Such a messy cunt,” he sighs, making sure to spank your clit with the head of his cock, laughing breathlessly when your thighs jumped in response to the sudden stimulation, “So fucking eager for me, aren’t you?”

“Uhuh,” you sigh, arching your hips, “Want you to fuck, please, Hajime, need it so bad.”

Much to your dismay, he shakes his head, “Can’t just put it in, pretty baby,” the pet name makes you whimper, “It’ll hurt too much, want you to feel good, yeah?”

“I can handle it,” you breathlessly reassure, canting his hips upward once more to drag your clit against that ridge on the crown of his cock, “Jus’ put it in…”

He doesn’t respond this time but still makes no move to put his cock inside. You’re distracted, however, by the way he now focuses on playing with your clit. Using his cock, he drags the underside across the hard little bud, slaps it once with the tip and before you know it your body is seizing up and you cum.

You let out a string of curses, falling limp against the bed as he works you through the quick high.

“See, that was so easy,” he chuckles, “Those stupid little boys you’ve been letting screw you have no idea what they’re doing, do they? Little cunts so sensitive, I barely even had to do anything to make you cum.”

You’re still trembling when you come down, licking your lips as you give him a dopey little smile and a nod at his cooing. He can’t resist leaning down, and pressing his lips against yours almost desperately. You wrap your arms around his neck, holding him in a deep kiss while his hand finds its way between your legs, two fingers sliding easily into your slick little cunt.

You moan into his mouth, “Hajime ah! ...please, make me cum again.”

“Fuck, you’re so desperate for me,” he hisses through his teeth, “Clenching around my fingers so tight. If I crook my fingers...right here...I bet you’ll just…”

As if on cue, his fingertips hook on your g-spot and you squeal, legs kicking out as you gush around his fingers. He bites his lip and continues to fuck his fingers against that spot, watching your eyes roll back, mouth falling open in a silent cry as you cum for the second time in mere minutes.

“Y-You’re so good, Hajime…” you praise softly, “Fuck, please, give me your cock now!”

He laughs and sits up properly again, pulling his fingers from your cunt. He examines them for a second, slick with your cum and streaks of cream covering the digits before he pops them into his mouth with a moan, savoring the taste of you.

“Alright, baby,” he sighs after pulling out his fingers with a pop!. He grips you beneath the knees again and scoots closer until his tip prods at your entrance. You shudder at the feeling, “Relax for me, pretty girl, let me in…”

Iwaizumi begins pushing in, letting out a soft groan as the head finally buries itself in your cunt. You squeal at the feeling, pulling your knees closer to your chest. The sound of you moaning and whimpering just from his head has him throbbing almost painfully against your tender cunt.

“Almost there…” he huffs, grinning at the sight of your eyes rolling back, “Ah, does that feel good?”

“Yes!” you cry out, “Biggest cock I’ve ever had…’s full…”

“Yeah, baby? It feels so good to finally get your cunt filled with a nice, big cock huh?” he laughs when you nod eagerly, “It’s alright, baby. You won’t have to deal with any mediocre college boys anymore, yeah? This cock’s all yours now…you hear that? All yours.”

Your hand flies down between your legs, finding your clit. He watches with lidded eyes as you circle the little bud and squeal, keeping his hips still to let you cum around his cock nice and hard like you need.

“That’s it, pretty girl,” he hums, “Get yourself off, you know what you need...atta girl…”

You sigh happily at his praise, licking your lips and relax against the bed once more. He takes that as his hint that you were ready, pulling his hips back before roughly slamming back inside your sensitive cunt. It knocks the air from your lungs and you cry out, unable to hold back your noises as he fucks you senseless.

He uses his strength to keep you pinned, forcing your knees against your chest, leaving your cunt open and vulnerable to his pistoning cock. Iwaizumi is so big that the stretch burns every time he sinks back into you, the tip touching your cervix with every calculated thrust, making your entire body ache with the deep pain of it.

But it all feels so good, you’d never been fucked like that before. He knew exactly where to aim his cock, keeping his eyes fixed on your face to watch your reactions, gaze flicking down to where his cock stuffs your cunt full to watch you coat him in your cream whenever he grazes that sweet little spot deep inside you -- a spot no other man had ever tried to find before.

“Feel good?” he questions, though he knew the answer even before you cry it out.

“Ah, yes! Yes, yes, yes!” you sob, “I-It feels so good, Hajime! Fuck, you’re so good at fucking me! You make me feel like a virgin all over again!”

He grins, “Yeah, I know I am, baby.”

His cocky, confident response would have been a turn off with any other man, but with him -- it only made you moan. He had every right to be cocky, he knew just how to use his cock and it was exhilarating.

“You gotta cum again for me, pretty,” he pants, “Cum again, one more time, let go.”

Your throat burns from how much you scream for him, the messy noises coming from him fucking your sloppy cunt should be embarrassing -- you’ve never made such a mess before. You’ve never been so wet, creaming and gushing all the way down his balls.

He didn’t seem to mind, instead he seemed to only be turned on by it.

“I want you to squirt, can you do that for me? Make a pretty mess for me.”

You shake your head, “D-Don’t know how...Can’t.”

“Yes you can, baby,” he purrs, “I can make you, you know that I will.”

You didn’t but, you couldn’t help but nod -- immediately believing him and trusting him. He shifts his knees just slightly, changing his center of balance before his palm curls over your pubic bone, thumb effortlessly finding itself pressed against your clit.

The change in angle lets him hit your g-spot even more brutal than before. You’re immediately arching and crying out for him, eyes rolling back into your head as you feel your orgasm slam into you faster than you’d ever experienced.

Instead of slowing you down, he works you through it, keeping the same, animalistic pace and keeps his thumb pressed against your clit, the rough pad of his thumb has you ogling. If anything, the calloused hands of Iwaizumi proves to you how much of a real man he is, those college boys have nothing on him.

“Give it to me, c’mon,” he urges, clenching his teeth together from the effort it takes to keep going to this hard and fast pace.

“H-Haji…” you cut yourself off as you feel yourself get thrown over the edge again. This time, something feels different and you can’t help but sob, “Please! I-I’m gonna-!”

“That’s it, fuck!” he moans, pace stuttering when you squirt -- your cum splashing against his abs as you shudder and squeal, “Good fuckin’ girl, my good girl. Shit, where do you want me to cum?”

“I-Inside! Fuck, please! I need your cum!” you immediately sob, nails biting in his biceps where you reach out to grip him -- trembling and crying from overstimulation as he works towards his own high.

“You sure? Shit,” you nod, breathless pleas falling from your lips as he finally stills, spilling his load deep inside with a long, drawn-out groan.

Everything is still for a moment and then he’s pulling out with a hiss. You whine at the feeling of your cunt gaping, yearning for his cock again, as his cum leaks out.

He hums, “Sorry about that, let me get you cleaned up.”

You sigh, and close your eyes, trying to relax and let your body settle its trembling. He comes back and quietly works on cleaning the mess between your thighs.

“Alright, up you go,” he sighs, taking your arm and helping you to your feet. You whine and wobble for a second, making him laugh, “You good?”

“Y-Yeah…” you stumble a bit and lean against his dresser, looking for your discarded clothes.

He has his back to you as he strips his sheets. Suddenly, you feel shut out -- like you shouldn’t be there anymore.

He brushes past you to his closet, pulling out some fresh sheets. You feel silly, standing there naked while he gets ready for bed. You bend down and grab your panties, clumsily putting them on before moving to pick up your dress, where it’s crumpled on the floor.

“What’re you doing?” he laughs, “That won’t be comfortable to sleep in.”

“Huh?” you tilt your head to the side and he pauses fluffing his pillows.

“What...you didn’t think I was kicking you out, did you?” he asks and scoffs at the face you make.

“Well I...usually I…” you shift on your feet nervously and he frowns, walking up to you.

He cups your cheeks and makes you look at him, “Jesus, who have you been fucking?” he laughs and gently nudges you towards the bed, “Lay down before you fall over.”

Fighting back a smile, you do as you’re told and sit on the bed, watching as he puts on a fresh pair of sweats, waiting for him to join you. When he does, he immediately pulls you into his arms, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

“Take a nap, and then we’ll take a shower.”

“It’s 11 at night, it wouldn’t be a nap,” you counter with a giggle.

“Well,” he sighs, “Take a shower in the morning then, and then we can go get breakfast, yeah?”

You smile and relax against him, “Sounds good.”

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[blue-jester]

more coherent Kirby species lore post than my last one, headcannons gotta be dropped my fellas

Astrals, also known as star children are born from two places which indicates the type of Astral, type number one "basic Astrals" are born from falling stars- aka a hyper nova happens and a little ball is just shot out at light speeds- and the other "world eater Astrals" are born when the universe itself makes a wish. Both types of Astrals keep untold power within, however world eaters are much more divine in nature as basic astrals are more suited for lesser scale protection of the universe. World eaters often play very big roles in their universe which is why they're so rare.

Basic Astrals accumulate power over time, their main function is to become warriors that fight off threats- Galacta Knight is old as fuck and can destroy planets without a sweat, Meta Knight on the other hand is much much younger, but still very powerful. I'd say young adult in Astral years (which is infinite because they are immortal- but can be killed by means other than age).

World Eater Astrals are born with untold power- often seen as the embodiments of certain concepts like say... Death. Or friendship! Either way! They gain power from other living things, sort of absorbing them to use their power to fuel themselves, which explains Kirby's ungodly apatite! When they reach a certain age they begin to look different from a basic Astral, so for the first few millennia of their lives they often look identical to a basic astral and you could only really tell the difference by seeing their power. Ancient world eaters can change shape entierly! Morpho, Kirby and possibly Void are world eaters!

Now, they are a very very rare species. Basics are very hard to come by themselves- world eaters are even more rare and thus more feared. But! How do these little round beasts age? What are their characteristics?

All Astrals start out as little round balls, no limbs, only a face, eyes with what looks like galaxies in them. When the limbs have formed they're about the age of a young child and will gravitate to the nearest planet to begin their life properly, often crashing down like meteors or "shooting stars". They're incredibly malleable and squishy. You pet one and it feels like if a peach and a balloon had a baby. They're curious, hungry little things. They need to eat a LOT to help with building their power supply (or maintaining it).

Then they grow into older children-teens, where small wings start to form on their backs, during this stage other appendages like horns or antenna or antlers may begin forming as well- though it's very rare. This stage is where they begin losing their hover ability to slowly adjust to a more reliable and fast flight.

When they've matured enough they'll have grown larger- not too much larger mind you! But they will also have paws now to better hold weapons, and their wings will have finally come in. Also Astrals eyes become brighter and start glowing the older they get, so by this stage they are a pure color (but still have stars in them if you look close enough) and will glow. Also, speaking of wings, they come in all shapes and sizes, bat wings, bug wings, bird wings, star shaped sparkler wings you name it they can have it!

BASICALLY it goes from: float->hover->fly

It's a custom of Astrals to don a mask or helm of some kind when they've reached full maturity, as it's... Kinda hard to take a lil cutie pie seriously unless they cover that cutie pie face up! Some Astrals are more anxious about their faces though. Looking at you Meta Knight.

[gothic-puppyboy]

I posted 113 times in 2022

That's 113 more posts than 2021!

73 posts created (65%)

40 posts reblogged (35%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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@muckytailwags

@coyote-gutz

@allistersgayngar

I tagged 72 of my posts in 2022

Only 36% of my posts had no tags

#alterhuman - 44 posts

#therian - 41 posts

#therianthropy - 39 posts

#otherkin - 32 posts

#caninekin - 27 posts

#puppyboy - 27 posts

#puppykin - 23 posts

#dogkin - 21 posts

#canine therian - 19 posts

#dog therian - 18 posts

Longest Tag: 82 characters

#sorry for this. im going to edit that post and take out my recommendation for them

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Winter canine things?????????

Hey! Im so excited to get back into requests!! Here is Max's wonderful list of wintery things for canine kin!

play in the snow!!!!

wear lots of cozy clothes (bonus points for faux fur)

Get into kirigurimi! (its cute lil onesies! you can find one that looks like your kin type and be all toasty and comfy)

Catch snowflakes on your tongue

If you live in a place that doesn't get super cold, go for a walk in a nearby forest/nature trail

Use the holidays as an excuse to get gear

Get some cute paw gloves to keep your lil doggie paws warm

Build a den in your room with some nice, warm, soft blankets

Spend time with friends and family, in person or online! show them that you care about them. Canines are extremely loyal and affectionate to their pack members, so remember to show them you love them

125 notes - Posted September 26, 2022

#4

stuff for a wolfkin and a werewolfkin? more leanibg heavily on the werewolf please

I've got you, friend! Werewolfkin things coming right up!

Wolf/Werewolfkin activities:

Check out this junior wolf biologist guide

Use this backyard explorer guide to get some outdoor time

Take this wolf quiz

Go on a hike or a run

Eat some (cooked) meat with your hands

Spend some time in nature

Stay up at night

Go to a wildlife park or zoo to see your kintype

Wear cozy clothes (Bonus points for faux fur)

Build a den outside

Make a scent marker and mark your territory with it

Craft Ideas:

Yarn tails- Tutorial

No sew animal ears- Tutorial

Paper claws- Tutorial

Fangs- Tutorial

Decorate a collar

Make tags for a collar

See the full post

171 notes - Posted August 5, 2022

#3

Summer activities for canine-kin

Summer time is here and canine kin and pet regressors need some things to do! Heres my list of summer time things for canine kin

Go to the beach and dig in the sand.

Go to a dog park and pet peoples dogs. Also, secretly try to communicate with them and let them know you are one of them.

Go swimming! Bonus points if you shake yourself dry.

Go to a wildlife park or zoo or petstore to see your kintype

Go for a walk! (Especially good for domestic canines)

Make a yarn tail

Get a pup cup from starbucks and eat it yourself

Roll around in some grass

Drink water REALLY loudly and REALLY sloppily (dogs really like to do this)

Get some ice pops and bite them really hard

383 notes - Posted July 2, 2022

#2

Tips for canine kin and pet regressors

Quadrobics!

Quadrobics is a sport where one person runs on their hands and feet! It can be very fun and might make you feel more connected to your kintype or regressed species.

2. Kibble!

You cant eat actual dog food, but dry cereals and trail mix can feel pretty realistic. You can also eat (cooked) meat with your hands, and make a point to tear it apart and eat it in an animalistic way!

3. Toys!

Rubber chew toys can contain materials and chemicals inside them, ropes and plush toys can be a great substitute. Human safe rubber or silicon toys, or even baby chew toys can be a great (and safe) option!

4. Collars, Tags, and Harnesses, Oh my!

Collars can be great for domestic canines. They're really good for customization and can be made perfect for your specific style. They can also make you feel super close to your kintype! You can get tags for your collars at any pet store, and you can write your name and things on them aswell. Dog harnesses at the pet store may not fit you (even the biggest sizes are too small for most humans!), so remember that made-for-human harnesses are OK!

5. Training!

Training can be amazing for domestic canines. If you have a handler or caregiver, they can teach you tricks and commands. A way to feel even closer to your kintype is to learn your tricks in a language you don't know. That can simulate how dogs don't know what you're talking about at first, but eventually catch on.

6. Making a Den!

Making a den out of blankets, or laying on a dog bed, can be lots of fun and can make you feel like your true or regressed self. If you were a parent canine, add some stuffed animals in to your den to act as your pups.

7. Ears and Tails!

Wearing ears and tails can be very affirming. Ears and tails can be found online or in costume shops, and can come in any size, shape, or color.

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496 notes - Posted May 21, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Craft ideas for non-humans

Hey! Im super bored so I made this list full of crafts otherkin can do. Feel free to add on! This list includes some links to tutorials and supplies!!

Yarn tails- Tutorial

No sew animal ears- Tutorial

DIY antlers- Tutorial

DIY fairy wings- Tutorial

DIY Bird/Angel wings- Tutorial

Paper claws- Tutorial

DIY hoof shoes- Tutorial

DIY horns- Tutorial

Paint a cat mask- Buy one here!

Paint a dino mask- Buy one here!

Fangs- Tutorial

Decorate a collar

Make tags for a collar

1,061 notes - Posted July 1, 2022

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[tastyykpop]

ᴘᴇᴛ ᴘʟᴀʏ

sub unit: nct u- make a wish

tɑeyong

hes not as subtle as he seems with his little kink. at first you thought he just liked calling you kitty until he started buying you collars. then after collars came the ears. then a tail. what shocked you the most was how he didn't care if it was in front of the members or not. he seems shy, he's not, especially when showing you off. but that's not all. it would seem that not only does he like the sight of you dressed as a cat, he likes treating you as one and he'll make fun of you as doing so.

"is there a reason you're sitting at the table? no? then get on the floor kitty. kittens aren't humans."

basically, unless you say your word, he'll treat you however he pleases with almost no human respect.

doyoung

oh this bunny couldn't care less about your human rights. mean right? well what did you expect from this man. if he wants you to hop around like a bunny, you better do as he says even if you feel humiliated or embarrassed. and don't even think about trying to sleep on the bed with him, you have to earn that. you'll just have to sleep in the cage like a good bunny. aw you've been naughty? that's too bad, doyoung was thinking of playing with you later. guess you'll just have to sit in your cage and watch as he gets himself off without being able to help the aching in your cunt.

jɑehyun

he sure is nicer than doyoung in every possible way, but more of a tease. jaehyun enjoys those flustered moments where he pushes you on your knees and forces you to crawl. he likes watching your face turn red when he tugs on your collar when you misbehave. he likes the power you give him. and he gets full of himself. the more you give shows how much you trust him, so each time he'll push to see how far he can go.

"arent we going out, why are you putting a leash on me?"

"do you know any owner that let's their pup walk freely on the streets? hmm, didn't think so."

lucɑs

there's different sides to lucas whenever your around. he's either the softest or meanest owner you could possibly have. it depends on his mood and how you act and dress. if you dress like an innocent pup but act like a total brat to him, well his hard side will show with his soft side. soft words with rough actions if you wanna put it that way. but, take it as you're a good pup and he'll treat you with utmost respect, like letting you sit on his lap instead of the floor, or sitting at the table to eat with him instead of resting your head on his lap as you wait on the floor for him to spoon feed you like a baby. it's the little things he does that makes you both happy. just, sometimes you get a lil naughty

xiɑojun

xiaojun could easily get carried away once in the act nevermind the sexual aspect. he's a huge softy, doesn't really pay much attention to your bad side because- well, you're like a kitten after all, you're always getting into things your not supposed to and he really doesn't mind all too much. that is until you're purposely pushing his buttons to get a reaction out of him, that's when a switch is flicked. no more human things. that being tv, sitting on the couch, eating at the table, walking, or sleeping in the bed. since you wanna be bad, hes got you all leashed up and you'll have to make it up to him whether you like it or not.

"get on your knees if you wanna be a good kitty for master. you don't want another punishment right, little one?"

jɑemin

here we have a complete sadist. if you think just because he's nice now, he'll be nice all the time. no. in fact, the more you paw at his thigh or scratch at his chest in need, the more he'll make fun of you and ignore his precious bunny. and the more that makes you frustrated. but you can't ask jaemin to fuck you, no way- bunny's don't speak.

"use your words- oh that's right you can't. how am I supposed to know what you want, sweetheart? bummer."

you just end up using your thighs as friction until jaemin notices and hes not very nice after seeing you act like such a horny bitch. again, hes a sadist, he likes your pain.

shotɑro

literally the nicest one on this list and that's a fact. hes the type to treat his pet like a human- yet still not fully. hes atleast nice enough to let you walk, talk, or sit and sleep anywhere you find comfortable because he likes seeing you happy. thats until you start acting different or push him over the edge, then bye bye taro, because shotaro has taken over. he's more lenient than doyoung or lucas because he still doesn't like hurting you too much or making you upset. what he'll do is start slowly taking away things such as; privilege to speak- if he wants you to bark like a dog, you damn well bark like one since that's your only way of 'speaking' to him until he says otherwise. but though making him frustrated is kind of fun, you do enjoy his nice side a whole lot more. he's a spoiler, one to give his pet many gifts and play time and he expects you to thank him each time. and God is he a sweetheart in the bedroom.

[bokuroskitten]

ken likes suckin on tiddies or whatevers 🥺

like imagine him trailing kisses down your neck to your collarbone just to kiss you over top your bra:( just to look up through his lashes and grin at you before pushing the bra up to kiss and suck on your nipples:( playfully bites too, pinches them before soothing any slight pain with his tongue

baby bunni yes he does, I think his oral fixation is almost as strong as mine is, he just doesn't act on it as much. 🥺🥺

So when he does, when he's pawing away your bra and pushes it up so your pretty tits fall out you can't say no? Licks his lips before popping a little rosebud between his lips, his head lulled lazily onto the other. 😵‍💫😩

He is the type who can't help but tease, just a little, so that's when his teeth will graze your flesh, leaving faint teeth marks before pulling off with a 'pop'. Turns his head to give your other tit the same treatment cause it wouldn't be fair, claims it gets a lil lonely :(((

I think he's a little messy with it too? Like just like his kisses are open-mouthed when he sucks there's a bit of drool dribbling from his lips. Neither of you mind, usually he'll dip his fingers in it and smear it across your chest to use when he's pinching at your free nipple. Your fingers just run through his hair the whole time :(( only tugging at his nape when he bites down a little too hard. He mumbles a lil "sorry baby" against your skin :((

[ahkaahshi]

steadfast [miya osamu x reader]

pairing: miya osamu x fem reader + miya atsumu x reader x suna rintarou

genre: smut (18+)

warning(s): explicit sexual content, group sex (threesome), cuckolding, dirty talk, swearing, praise, daddy kink, deep throating, squirting, brief mentions of jealousy, and just a lil bit of that competitive spirit ya know?

word count: 4.3k

overview: after years of witnessing suna and atsumu shamelessly flirting with his girlfriend, he decides to give them one chance to change her mind knowing damn well she won’t.

By nature, Osamu is observant. Few things escape his attention, whether it’s trace amounts of ice cream disappearing from his tub in the freezer or the longing look you always give him moments before you press your lips against his in an affectionate kiss. Though he wants to pay full attention to the intense game of Super Smash Bros.a few of his former teammates are playing, he can’t help but let his eyes wander to your form as you shuffle into the kitchen to grab another beer. It’s not for you, but for his twin brother who places a lingering touch against the small of your back upon accepting it.

To the untrained eye, the action would appear as a gesture of appreciation and nothing more. But Osamu understood his brother well enough to know that he’d always had a habit--or intention, rather--of being handsy with you. His dark, stone-colored gaze quickly flicks back to the game on the television, however, when you saunter over to him to lean down and place a gentle kiss against his temple.

“Need anything, babe?” you ask, (e/c) eyes tracing over the handsome features of your boyfriend’s face.

He shakes his head and assures you, “Just ‘cause this is our place, don’t mean ya hafta play hostess, y’know.”

“I know,” is your cheerfully spoken response before you turn your attention to the chaos unfolding on-screen. “Damn, who knew Kita-san was good at video games?”

Aran, who overhears your comment, laments, “Not me. This guy acts like it’s his first time holdin’ a controller ‘nd then proceeds to give us an ass-beatin’!” That deceptively sweet smile you’d seen many times before soon spreads across Kita’s lips as he casts it in your direction. Moments later, you notice his chosen character catapult Aran’s off the side of the screen, making the man sigh and hand his controller over to a somewhat unsettled-looking Ren.

The exchange makes you laugh, and your amusement quickly spreads to Osamu, who smiles as he pecks your cheek. “Why don’tcha come sit down, honey?” he suggests, patting his knee and slowly pulling you closer by giving your hand a gentle tug.

“Later. I’m gonna go talk to Rin real quick.”

Giving his shoulder a gentle squeeze, you back away and dart past the television to where Suna’s standing on the balcony outside. Osamu doesn’t miss the lazy grin that tugs at the corners of his friend’s mouth when you greet him and seat yourself on the chair beside him. Though he’s noticed how much of your attention Suna must’ve been aiming to steal away the entire evening, he doesn’t comment or intervene. Instead, he sends a sideways glance at Atsumu, who plops down on the couch beside him, pops another sliver of pickled plum into his mouth that Kita brought with him, and returns his attention to the game onscreen.

It’s not until later that he decides to speak on the issue, when everyone’s left the informal team reunion but Atsumu and Suna. As you’re scanning the apartment for any trash that may have been forgotten—though there’s not much to find since Kita and Aran scolded anyone who so much as left their drink unattended—you find yourself tripping over the rug sprawled across the wooden floor. Atsumu, who’s seated on the couch nearby, avoiding any tasks associated with cleaning up while tapping through his own Instagram story, quickly extends his arms towards you to steady you as you stumble towards him.

Feeling his hands on your hips and hearing him say, “Careful, there, girly,” brings a rush of heat to your neck and face.

“Thanks, ‘Tsumu!” you chirp quickly, pushing yourself away from the couch with haste.

“Anytime, hon,” is his nonchalant response. Normally, you wouldn’t think much of it because he’d developed a habit of giving you affectionate names over the years you’d known him, but, in this situation, his reply has you glancing over your shoulder at Osamu. Though he remains silent and focused on the task at hand, that quiet but dominating presence of his is intense. You know his brother’s actions are hardly going unnoticed, so you hustle into the kitchen to start cleaning the dishes Kita had neatly piled in your sink—which you’d had to practically beg him not to clean for you by insisting that he was your guest.

Osamu’s dark gaze narrows at his brother in a silent warning once you’re occupied again. Atsumu, being competitive and provocative as ever, simply raises an eyebrow at him as a challenge. However, both their attention soon snaps to you when they hear you and Suna snickering about something that must’ve been just hilarious while he helps take care of the dishes. Jealousy isn’t an emotion Osamu’s entirely used to, seeing as he’s always been secure in his relationship with you, but knowing the types of things his friend and his brother have said about you in confidence before the two of you started dating makes a flicker of it burn within him.

Finally, he speaks, not even attempting to hide the curtness to his tone when he questions, “Why don’t the two of ya just fuck ‘er already?”

The silence that befalls the house following his outburst is deafening, and you freeze in your act of handing Suna another plate to stick in the dishwasher. The three of you collectively turn your gazes to him, though theirs clearly portray an intrigue to learn more about what he means.

“What’re ya sayin’ that for, ‘Samu?” Atsumu asks rather coyly, leaning forward and placing his elbows on his knees.

However, your boyfriend isn’t having any of his twin’s attitude tonight, since he retorts, “Don’t fuckin’ act like ya don’t know what I’m talkin’ about. I know you’ve been wantin’ her for years now. I see the way you both fawn over her whenever I bring ‘er around.”

“Baby…” you coo softly and dry your hands so you can approach him.

The daggers he sends sticking into you with a sharp glance in your direction stops you in your tracks, though, as do his words. “What? It’s not like yer doin’ anythin’ to stop it.”

You swallow thickly, your eyes sinking to the floor as shame wells up inside of you at the truth his statement holds. You had never intentionally flirted with either of them, but you hadn’t done anything to put an end to their advances. Even though Atsumu and Suna were close friends of yours—and had been since high school, when you’d first met them along with Osamu—you knew they’d both harbored feelings for you at some point over the years. Part of you didn’t stop them because you hadn’t wanted to think the worst, which was that they still had any remnants of desire for you when you were clearly in a committed relationship with Osamu.

However, as you look around and find yourself the subject of not one but three hungry sets of eyes, you realize that they’ve still been hunting you regardless of the fact. “’Samu, I—”

“Do ya wanna let ‘em fuck you?” he interrupts. The fire you can sense burning behind his ash-colored eyes robs you of a response, so he adds, in a softer tone, “’S okay if ya do.”

Atsumu chuckles, “Might not wanna give ‘er the chance since she might rethink her decision about who she chose.”

Without thinking, you shake your head diligently and argue, “I would never leave him.”

“So, is that a yes, then?”

As you take a moment to ponder his inquiry, you notice Osamu moving closer to you before he takes your face in his hands. Tenderly, he kisses your cheek and leans towards your ear so he can murmur, “Why don’tcha let ‘em live out their li’l pipe dream for one night, (f/n)? You’ve got nothin’ ta lose, since I’m the one who suggested it in the first place.” A slow, shuddering breath escapes your lips when he adds, “In fact, I want you to do it. Show ‘em a good time; hell, enjoy yourself too.” He lets his finger run over the gentle curves of your neck, sending tingles down your spine. “I hope they make you feel good—or at least try to, since I know there’s no way they’ll be able ta make you squirt like I can, pretty baby.”

His words quickly fill your core with heat, and you’re consenting with an enthusiastic nod without so much as another thought. A small smile ghosts across his lips for a moment before he gives you a gentle nudge in the direction of the hallway leading to your bedroom, silently telling you to lead the way. Even though your body’s abuzz with excitement at what you’ve willingly gotten yourself into, you can’t help but feel somewhat sheepish at being the subject of three intense gazes. Having them follow you down the narrow hallway makes it somewhat hard for you to breathe, but it’s not long before they’re finding more physical ways of taking your breath away.

Upon entering your bedroom, Atsumu’s the first to paw at your shirt, taking the soft fabric in his grip so he can pull it over your head. Your bra is unclasped moments later and tossed aside haphazardly before you’re pushed onto the bed. The suddenness of your body hitting the mattress makes you squeal, eliciting a low chuckle from Atsumu as he leans over you and captures your lips in a surprisingly tender kiss. While your eyes are closed, you can feel one set of fingers trailing lightly along your sternum while another pair of hands tugs at your pants before removing them, along with your embarrassingly wet panties.

“Mm,” Suna hums gently, pressing his lips to the inside of your thigh, “Soaked already?”

“Lemme feel.” The fingertips grazing the expanse of skin between your breasts soon travel down closer to your core, plunging inside and emerging coated in your essence. A soft whine escapes your mouth at the fleeting sensation of being somewhat filled, and you watch with half-lidded, (e/c) eyes as Atsumu slides his fingers into his mouth. “Just as sweet as I expected,” he comments before placing another passionate kiss against your lips so he can swipe his tongue along yours to give you a taste. “What did ‘Samu say that gotcha all worked up, honey?”

From where he’s sitting on a chair across from the bed, Osamu grunts, “None of yer damn business. And don’t call ‘er honey.”

Suna understands why Atsumu’s attempts at using this pet name for you are futile when he sees the way you clench around nothing at hearing it leave Osamu’s mouth. “’Samu,” you whimper softly and look in his direction. In spite of the way Suna and Atsumu’s hands feel against your skin, you’re still pining for the familiarity of your boyfriend’s touch. Eager to bring you back to the matter at hand, Atsumu turns your face back towards him and occupies your lips once more.

Meanwhile, Suna sets himself to running his fingers through your glistening folds and pleasuring your sensitive spot, making you moan into Atsumu’s mouth. When his digits venture inside of you, your hips instinctively buck against them, desperate for the thumb you know he’s intentionally keeping away from your clit. “Keep making those pretty sounds, baby,” Suna coaxes, using his free hand to palm his erection through his pants. Between him thrusting his long fingers into your core and Atsumu pinching your nipples with his, it’s not long before you feel the knot in your stomach threatening to come undone.

What pushes you closer to the edge is the smooth, wetness of Suna’s tongue dragging over your slit. “Rin!” you squeal, grinding your hips against his face to get as much contact with his mouth as you can. He squeezes your thighs gently, holding them in place over his shoulders where he kneels on the floor at the side of the bed. At hearing his name leave your mouth between kisses from Atsumu, he rewards your behavior by flattening his tongue against your clit and licking in broad stripes. Suddenly, a wave of ecstasy crashes over you, reducing you to a moaning mess as you cling onto Atsumu’s arms and squeeze Suna’s head between your thighs.

Your wanton cries have all three men in the room mesmerized. However, their awe quickly transforms into something more animalistic, and, in your ecstasy-induced haze, your body is nothing more than putty in their hands as they maneuver you into a different location and position on the bed. You’re vaguely aware of your own hands reaching for Atsumu’s shirt to remove it before unzipping his pants so his erection can spring free.

As you move closer to him to take his cock in your mouth, Atsumu grabs a fistful of your (h/l), (h/c) hair to keep you from doing so. “Oh, sweetheart, I love how eager you are to suck me off, but I’m dyin’ ta see whose cock you like better: mine or ‘Samu’s.” Osamu growls with irritation at this comment but feels his dick throb painfully at knowing what he’s about to witness. With that said, he relinquishes his grip on your strands of hair so that he can readjust your position, bringing you face to face with the tent in Suna’s pants.

This time, it’s him who’s threading his fingers amongst your locks, but with a much gentler and more affectionate grip than Atsumu’s, and his sandy-colored irises fasten on you as you work on unzipping his fly to give him some relief. If anything, knowing he’d just brought you to an orgasm with his mouth spurs you on to use yours so you can do the same for him. The way you eye his erection hungrily once you’ve freed it from the confines of his pants has him tugging your hair backwards to tilt your chin up towards him. He’s always wondered what it’s like to kiss those delicate lips of yours, and they look far too delectable—slightly swollen from Atsumu’s bruising kisses and glistening with the saliva he can see dripping off your tongue—for him to show any restraint now that he’s been given a free pass to do so.

“Are you gonna be good and take all of it?” he wonders, his mouth brushing against yours with each word. Your diligent nod earns you a deep kiss, and you moan into his mouth at the feeling of his tongue trailing along yours, carrying the taste of you. “Gonna drool all over my dick for me with that pretty, little mouth of yours?”

You’re barely able to let out a breathless, “Yes,” before his lips are over yours once more. But, just as quickly as his onslaught of kisses started, he’s pulling away and moving your head down south. Saliva collects in your mouth at the sheer size of him, and you cast him a demure glance up at him through your eyelashes as you lick a long trail from the base to the tip, causing a low groan to rumble in his throat.

At feeling the head of Atsumu’s cock teasing your sensitive clit, a whimper rolls off your tongue. “I’m gonna fuck this sweet, little pussy of yours so good, (f/n),” your boyfriend’s twin murmurs, his hands moving your hips so he can push the tip inside of you, “so you’d better take it like a good girl.”

“Don’t hurt ‘er, dumbass,” Osamu barks, the hand he has shoved down his sweatpants coming to a halt at the thought of your comfort being compromised by his brother’s greed and desire to show off. “She’s sensitive.”

“Oh?” Atsumu challenges as he inches more of his cock inside of you, making you remove your mouth from Suna’s dick to mewl loudly and drop your head towards the comforter. “It’s ‘cause yer not used to bein’ filled up are ya, sweetheart?” Another lascivious cry from you is stifled by the thick duvet when he snaps his hips against yours, sending himself deeper into your clenched core. “Don’t worry; I’ll take care of ya in all the ways ‘Samu can’t.”

Osamu’s face burns ever so slightly with humiliation and anger, but he finds he can’t tear his gaze away from the scene before him. He watches in silence as Atsumu’s fingers dig into the supple skin on your rear and snake around your hips, pulling you closer to him as he sheathes more of his cock in your greedy cunt. Then, his eyes are darting to where your pretty lips are wrapped around Suna’s dick, eyes gazing upwards at him in an affectionate manner that he thought was only reserved for himself.

He feels as if he should be enraged by the whole situation—by the way he’s being forced to sit and watch while his brother and his friend fuck your pussy and your mouth, respectively—but he isn’t. In spite of being excluded and having derogatory remarks thrown his way by Atsumu like daggers, he loves it. He loves every moan of their names that leaves your mouth because of how good they’re making you feel, as well as the hungry looks in their eyes at how good you’re making them feel. Because no matter what his twin says about how he’s “gonna make ya feel better than ‘Samu ever will,” he knows he’s wrong. In a scenario where Osamu should be the one feeling inferior, his ability not to lose sight of what he knows is the truth is what keeps the warmth burning in his stomach.

No matter how much you drool all over Suna’s cock while he thrusts deeply into your mouth, batting your eyelashes at him each time he sends a compliment your way, he knows whose pants you’re pulling down after he’s had a long day at work. Even as Atsumu’s hips snapping against yours reap a myriad of mewls or moans from your mouth that bring a self-satisfied smirk to his face, he’s confident that you’ll always be louder for him. Nobody knows how to treat you quite like Osamu does, and nobody knows how to fuck you like he does either.

So, as he slowly strokes himself off to the sight before him, he’s able to ignore the sting of every off-handed comment thrown his way and the sound of you begging Atsumu for more in the moments when Suna’s dick isn’t down your throat. He might as well let them have all the fun they want with you, seeing as it’ll be their last time doing so. He only intended to give them a taste of how good you are as a way of getting back at them for all of their shameless advances towards you in the first place. What’s better revenge than giving them something amazing that they can only remember, but never recreate? Nothing, he thinks.

“Lemme cum inside ya, pretty girl,” Atsumu coos, though his voice is raspy from his heavy breathing as he slams into you. Removing your mouth from Suna’s dick with a loud pop, you shake your head, making them both look at you with raised eyebrows. “Why not?” he asks.

Osamu nearly finishes on the spot when you whine, “Only ‘Samu can.”

Atsumu shoots his brother a withering look that he beats down with a smirk but obeys your wishes anyway. “Whatever ya want, princess,” he murmurs, placing a gentle kiss against your spine before continuing to thrust into you at a breakneck pace that has you crying out with ecstasy in no time.

Your breathy moans sending vibrations along Suna’s dick have him finishing inside of your mouth, and you swallow his seed as you sink into the bed once more. Atsumu’s hands keep your hips flush against his as he plunges into your spasming core until he can hardly take the sensations your body’s offering him anymore. Once it gets too much for him to handle, he obediently pulls out of you and cums on your back, spreading warmth along your skin and eliciting another whimper from you.

As you come down from your highs, you feel Suna’s long fingers stroke the side of your face affectionately, as if trying to communicate the praises he can’t find the words for. Meanwhile, Atsumu takes one last look at your back coated in his release before grabbing a tissue and cleaning you up. “So,” he mentions, interrupting himself to place a gentle kiss against the nape of your neck, “whaddya think? Did we change your mind?”

There’s not even a moment of hesitation before you shake your head and reiterate, “I’ll never leave him.” The soreness you feel settling into your body does nothing to quell the warmth in your belly, especially with the way Osamu’s gazing at you hungrily from his seat at the other end of the room. It’s almost as if your body moves by itself as you get up from the bed and shuffle over to him so you can seat yourself in his lap. “I want you, baby,” you breathe as your arms instinctively wrap around his neck.

A shit-eating grin appears on his lips as he places his hands on your waist, pulling you closer to him. You moan softly at the bulge in his pants pressing against your sensitive entrance as he mentions, loudly enough for the other men in the room to hear, “How cute. Even after getting’ fucked by them two, ya still only wanna be stuffed full of my cum, huh?”

“Please.” Your plea escapes you in a soft whine when he bestows a fleeting kiss against your lips. He hums into the tender skin on your neck, eyeing Suna and Atsumu over your shoulder while he does so as if to clearly convey to them who’s won this challenge. However, his silent gloating is soon put to an end when you wriggle your hips against his, move your face closer to his ear and beg, “Please, daddy.”

In an instant, he’s barking at Suna and Atsumu to get off the bed so he can push you down onto it. “So good for me, honey.” Osamu’s loving words have you clenching around nothing as he shoves off his sweatpants and positions himself at your entrance. “Shoulda never doubted ya. I know how much you love me, don’tcha, baby girl?” he muses, flooding you with heat once more.

“Mm!” you chirp enthusiastically, “I love you so much, ‘Samu.”

His smooth voice becomes ever so slightly strained as he pulls your hips towards him, slides his cock into your warm, velvety core, and replies, “I love you too, (f/n).” Having him inside you once more brings you a pleasant sensation of comfort that you felt as if you’d been missing earlier, and you reach for one of his hands. Sensing your desire to be more connected with him, he wraps his fingers around yours and presses the back of your hand against the mattress beside your head.

You moan softly at being filled once more when he bottoms out inside of you. Glancing over at where Suna and Atsumu are sitting nearby, he comments, “Ya feel so good, honey,” and increases the volume of his voice before adding, “it’s like yer sweet, li’l pussy was made for me, wasn’t it?”

“Just for you, daddy,” you agree with a small smile, eliciting a low groan from him and spurring him to start thrusting into you with long, deep strokes. From where he’s standing at the edge of the bed, he’s able to lift your hips upwards to drive himself even deeper into you than he’s sure Atsumu could reach. Any overstimulation you felt initially has since been replaced by pleasure once more as he showers you with kisses accompanied by compliments that you confirm enthusiastically, earning you more of what you want.

“Why don’tcha tell ‘em whose cock ya love the most, baby girl?”

You cry out his name once.

“Who’s making ya feel so good right now?”

Twice.

“Who’s gonna make ya cum harder ‘nd faster?”

Thrice.

He leans down towards you to press those slow, passionate kisses against your lips that you’d missed so much, spreading your legs further and pounding into you with more speed. It’s clear he knows the map of your body that he’s made through experience like the back of his hand, since he’s able to hit that sweet spot within you time after time with more accuracy and precision than anyone else could. “Right there!” you cry, fingers dragging along the muscles rippling beneath the skin on his arms as your toes curl.

A few more thrusts send you over the edge again, and the strength of your orgasm is felt by every man in the room. Atsumu and Suna realize your cries are much louder than they were before, and Osamu smiles when he feels you squirt as your walls clench tightly around him. He doesn’t mind that you’re getting his clothes and the comforter covered in your essence—he only cares that he’s delivered the promise he’d made for you earlier. It’s not long before he reaches his high and fills you up with stuttering snaps of his hips and labored breaths. You moan breathlessly at the sensation of warmth inside your core, and let your head come to rest against the bed while he finishes inside of you.

As much as you want nothing more than to crawl under the sheets with him and rest, you’re reminded of your guests when Osamu casts his dark gaze in their direction. “Ya got whatcha wanted. Go home,” he announces, eyes narrowing at his twin brother who, along with Suna, are clearly still in awe at what they’ve witnessed. 

Turning back to you and planting a tender kiss against your collarbone while they rise to their feet and head for the door, Osamu adds deviously, “So much for rethinkin’ her decision, huh? Now ya know why she won’t.”

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SERENDIPITY.

(n), beautiful accidents turning out in beautiful journeys.

Nothing to explain, just Vampire!harry.

Smut, Smut and Smut.

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Author's Note: This's me just testing waters with my fantasy writing skills. It got deleted at first and I had to write everything again with fat sad tears. Tried my best hope ya'll like it. Reblogs are always appreciated and I kinda deserve it for this one *sheepishly*

She ignores whatever he's saying craving the overwhelming feel of stars and flowers when he bites her, "Can you bite me, please?" He startles at that brows skyrocketing.

Giddiness stirring in his stomach and how bad he feels to brush her off, he has to do it for her sake. "Now, that's not an escape ye' should seek fo' right?" He gives her a stern look when she whines throwing her head back.

Or

Y/N interrupts Harry amidst his meal and ends up him clinging to her.

Kittens. One hell of the beasty creatures they're. You'd give them your heart but they'll prefer their two hours sleep over it. Such type of beasty wee landed Y/N into such situation. She's been searching for Meowsie her cat for fifteen minutes now when she heard a feeble cry of an animal. The tall trees with it's roots snatching at soil - the moon at it's peek. Gasping she crouches down for the rescue of a deer with it's fur wrenched in blood. 

When she does so her eyes struck at the sleekness of a pair of loafers stubbing yellow leaves under it. A groan of annoyance whirling in air and gulping she rakes her eyes to find a tall, swiney man staring down at her in offence like she disturbed him. 

He's gorgeous. Features that of greek sculpture with silk kissing it, eyes –well she can't figure them out in her fear. "Who're ye'!?" He snarls and she toppled back on her bum with a squeak, "Aish. should be asking you the same." She shuts her eyelids. He thinks she's very stupid for leisuring in an abnomished forest at this hour of night when every creature's ready to strangle her alive. 

"Who're you?" She emphasizes each word grabbing the broken branch and pointing it towards him mustering some courage not letting her brave cascade waver. 

His first instinct was to say that he's vegan. But, why should he when he's not. He doesn't like lying. 

He steps from under the shadows of trees rims glimmering under the beautiful moonlight, "Could be anythin' ye'r little brain's been thinkin' of." He smirks towering her and scrambles back. Her facial expressions blown out more from the fright he's causing. 

Poor little thing. 

Before, he could fill in her curiosity his prey escapes into darkness gaining his attention. He growls throwing his head at his shoulders — Harry isn't that of tantrum throwing person (a practice of one hundred year has taught him that bitterness brings you nothing) but he's been devastatingly hungry and the feeding clubs grossed him out. 

The smell of grinding bodies, sweat and the combination of different human's blood makes him sick to core rubbing his appetite away. He's bored of them. 

Her sweet glazing auroma calls him to trap her and take a succulent bite out of her but before that she benefited the opportunity running away from him exiting the dark forest only to find Meowsie snuggling inside her bed. 

"You batty creature!" She huffs, "No wonder I'd be found – dead one day because of you." 

With whoever; she bumped in the forest wasn't human at all Y/N thinks. 

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She's been fighting her sweet tooth for so long but it's not helping her. She muttered a fuck it before lecturing Meowsie, "No sneaking." When Meowsie meowed bobbing her head she cheered, "Good baby." Like a proud momma. 

It was success. Reaching the nearest store and buying the oreo yogurt to savour it immediately. When she strolled outside gloomy vibe hit her causing her nerves to shudder winter chillness freezing her toes.

The cup hits the pavement and she emits a loud scream as a brutal force rams her in a brick wall. 

A groan of pain rumbling in her chest and she shuts her eyes as a shadowy demon creeps up her calves agonisingly trying to pop her in two. 

Counting on her death when it screeches in horrifying noises being ripped into bits and pieces mercilessly. When she squints her eyes open she finds the mossy jade eyes peering down at her more pissed than he was in the forest, "do ya humans don't sleep at night? Or are ye' a mouse that steals good-ys at night?" He traps her head with his hands on either side of wall and she grumbles at his insult of calling her human. But isn't it what she is? A human? 

"I -- don't be mean." She pouts hissing at the dull ache in her legs and he sighs voice getting gentler, "Can ye' walk?" When she nods he scoffs with a thick accent lips quirking and nose scrunching. He wanted to leave her at it but the scared look on her tightened his chest and he felt his responsibility to walk her home safe and invest if she got hurt. 

"No you can't!" He winds his arms around her encouraging her to put all of her weight on his side as he walks her. "Who're you. And how did ya do that?" She asks with a timid voice. He doesn't want to scare her away but the truth's he's been keeping an eye on her for days. Muttering a curse to himself whenever she'd have her nightly visits without a care for herself. Silly human. 

"Harry." He replies without a care and if it wouldn't be for the pain she's feeling she'd have never let him inside her home. "I can't even eat my yogurt in peace 'cos of you Harry." She reproaches as he sits her on sofa taking her ankles and putting them over his knees. 

[That's how I felt when you interrupted my meal you little pesty thing he wanted to mutter but held back.] 

Taking out the potion Nana gave him that heals painful scars. 

"It'll hurt a bit little mouse." He murmurs pulling out the cork of bubble shaped bottle she flinches, "Don't call me that!" Staring at the way her ripened gnashes disappears in beautiful spirals. "Then stop acting like a coward-y mouse." He stands up looking down at her slumpy with sleep. He shushed her, "'s okay. . ." with each dab feeling sorry for exposing her to his world and now the demon who was manifested without a precise spell thought they're co-related kept lingering around her and well he couldn't leave such an innocent girl to be harmed by evils.

"Not gonna tuck ye' in bed, now." He stands up chin doubling raising his hands in defence albeit he's privy for such actions. Too domestically affectionate for him. 

"Please." She doesn't want to be here on uncomfortable sofa and wants to snuggle inside her blankets. "Fine." He rolls his eyes not giving heed to the angelic details of her home for that it'll create a soft spot in his heart for her. 

His body swimming in her scent once stepping inside her room and he tucks her under quilts grabbing Meowsie akwardly and putting her beside Y/N so she could cuddle with her. He stares her for time and Y/N doesn't hear door shutting and he's out of her bleary vision in a tick 

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White swarms over the crimson in hues with yummy smell spreading everywhere along with the waves of Y/N melodic hum. Meowsie tries to rip the muffin batter and Y/N smacks her paw away ending up having a standoff stare competition with her in the kitchen. 

She literally heard her saying mean mommy. 

Y/N thoughts are all over the place. All she could think of is his's stupid beautiful face and they way his gentle touch made her feel floffy from muscles. He shouldn't pesk her like that. The white chocolate chip pops and she was about to see if they were done when a rasp crawled in her ear making her jump and causing the pyrx bowl to hit the oak counter, "Been thinkin' of meh, lil mouse?" 

"What the fuck. Harry!" She spins sending him into fits of laughter with squeaky scream.

"Not funny. Don't you guys not go somewhere unless invited?" She gasps putting her hand atop her heart and Harry's eyes follows her commotion, "'course we do. Got some manners 'n shite." He scoffs with cupid bow quirked up and nose scrunched. 

"Then where are your manners now?" He smirks at that leaning at her level, "You manifested me s' hard it broke rules." Heat splashes on her cheeks and she notices the intricate details of his features finding them dull and sick than his prior glow. She gasps in shock taking his hands leading him to sofa and sitting him with a push to his shoulders. 

"God. You look terrible what happened?" He gives out a smile at her care throwing his head into headboard cushions, as she scrambles back to kitchen to take out muffins from oven she asks worriedly proper concerned for his health, "Would you like something?" 

A warm mug of delicious bubbling blood thank you very much.

He wanted to mutter but his throat went dry from the headache making him all dizzy. He's been death starving for days now cause his appetite seems to vanish and tongue wouldn't accept any kind of blood since the day he smelled the gush of crimson running inside her veins. 

"Can I bite you?" He regrets the moment it slipped from his tongue. Y/N doesn't seem to mind instead mulls about it for a moment putting two warm hot cocoa milk and red velvet muffins on the lil coffee table. 

"Will it keep you alive?" When Harry closed his eyes in gentle affirmation she cranes her neck to side like she has seen in many movies. "Okay. Go then." He smiles weakly taking her fingers ever so tenderly in his hold and ushering her in his lap. 

"If you wouldn't mind — it'll be more comfortable like this. ." She just nods knees bended on either side of his thighs and his mouth waters at her appetizing sweet smell. He rakes his nose along the curve of her neck swearing that she's made of puddle of how soft her skin's. His senses wrecking havoc as his fangs glistens at the surface grazing against the barrier of her sensitive spot. 

"Aa-a!" She cries out and He pulls her back anxiously brows kinking, "Didn't even bit yet." 

"Surprised is all." She confesses shyly and Harry shakes his head with a silly smile letting her fist the hem of his shirt tight as he wrapped his arm around her waist smushing her closer to him and keeping her head in one place stopping her from squirming..

"Ticklish baby mouse ye're." Saying this he pushes his fangs into her flesh and she created a mousey noise head lulling. He gives out a moan-y growl at the taste of first droplet hitting his tongue. He doesn't think he could stop from now on. She tastes like the nectar birds of heaven could feed on. 

His body coming to life. Inners feeling fresh as ever again. 

She feels float-y. Like taking a nap over clouds and letting the zephyr cocoon her and she stuffs her face in the crook of his neck breathing him happily with a loopy smile.

This's oddly satisfying and calming. He wants to take care of her. She's a beacon he always wants to keep protected from the storm. He gasps feeling himself nourished all over again after days of starvation. Lapping at the shiny drops of what's left making her giggle and he could easily recognize that smell. Of her arousal. 

She's all worked up in his embrace snuggling closer to him. He has been in this position with many people before but once they serve his purpose they'd been walked away to take care of.

"Don't go lost on me little mouse y'need to eat somethin'." He settles her over his thigh taking the mug and muffins. 

Tearing it in two and bringing it to her mouth as she lays her head against his shoulder. He sighs happily feeling full as she nibbled slowly, "Thank you." He wipes the crumbs from the corner of her lips feeling the petalness of them and wondering what he shouldn't be wondering at all. "'S okay." She quips with cracky voice making Harry chuckle and sipping onto his own warm milk.

.                                  .                               .

Harry didn't know a human could attract him like a magnet to metal. She manifested him once and now he's always at her cosy home, he likes the radiance of sunshine that promises from her presence. They watch movies till the clock doesn't strike six in the morning, have secret rendezvous hidden from the eye of normal people at the places Y/N has never been, he has his weekly bites from her and in return brings her every Oscar Wilde's books from his shelf. 

Biting her's the most pleasing yet excruciating part because the way she melts like a honey over him like she depends on him and the sweet smell of her wetness that billows in the room makes Harry gripe at her sides, sometimes drinking more than her petite body could handle. He feels awful after that. 

Cuddles her to sleep and makes the walnut pie he learned from his Nana which apparently is a witch (she isn't actually his grandma — he has long forgotten about his real family). 

Harry took her to the vampires museum and when her marshmallow lips baubled in astonishment at the wings of Angels displaying on the burgundy wall. He kept his arms wrapped around her waist the whole time eyeing anyone that would look towards her weirdly (humans aren't allowed at vampire premises, but who dares to point a finger at Harry? No one.) One of the reasons he hugged her in a smushing coddling suffocating way to lather his scent all over her leaving her flustered and confused. Y/N has finally met someone that shares the same sleeping schedule as her insomniac ass. "We better leave before they hang me angel here too." His breath was hot against her neck running shivers down her spine. 

His words carrying amiability and seductivity causing Y/N to gape at him. Did he just call her his Angel? He definitely did. Annoying leech that's fucking up with Y/N's emotions. 

They didn't talk about it at all after that. 

Harry did with Nana. Freaking out to her how his emotions are always spiraling for her. That he wants her all to himself. Wants to feel her in ways that's beyond just the touch. Nana just laughed it off and made him eat his coconut pie. He almost choked on his bite. Adam apple bobbing in pain when she cleared to him – that; The they indeed have bonded to eachother. 

Her blood runs inside him. His marks are on the most precious spot of her body. Where lovers claim their affection — how could he not feel like that towards her? She's sure that Y/N also feels the same for Harry. 

Harry was getting done with some cluster of work when a stab of pain invaded his whole body prickling uncomfortably against his skin. Something's up. He could feel in his bones that his little mouse's not okay. When he goes her home he's met by pure silence making him more anxious than he already is.

He picks Meowsie from the floor rubbing her crown as he steps inside her bedroom. She's layered under many fold blankets in her bed shrinked into a pea and her head perks up when Harry's voice reaches her, "Angel. . ." She throws everything aside tackling him to mattress making him squeak.

He smiles petting her hair as she purrs against his chest fisting the hem of his shirt tightly. "One of those days?" He asks genuinely not stopping his gentle action and she bobs her head  vigorously bottom lip wobbling, "Oh my little mouse – c'mere what happened?" His gaze flitting between her's as he cups her cheeks squishing them adorably. 

She ignores whatever he's saying craving the overwhelming feel of stars and flowers when he bites her, "Can you bite me, please?" He startles at that brows skyrocketing.

Giddiness stirring in his stomach and how bad he feels to brush her off, he has to do it for her sake. "Now, that's not an escape ye' should seek fo' right?" He gives her a stern look when she whines throwing her head back, "Then can I bite you?" She just wants to distract herself from the unbearable headche of her history course. 

He chuckles breathily at that sighing because could he say no to her? No. He smiles down at her dimples denting in his cheeks, "Kay. Go then." She stuffs her face in the dip of his neck sniffing the marbled beach fragrance of him that of summers I'm December's cosiness. Her teeth grazing at the curve of his pale skin and Harry closes his eyes in anticipation. He feels intimidated by this little human being like no other. His little human.

Her teeth grazing against his cold skin and Harry almost whined letting a moan slip his eyes rolling back into his sockets as she bites him. His hands on her ass twitching to grope at the flesh when his cock stirred with her heat leaking against it. She creates sweet filthy noises succling the mark and "Enough." Harry cleared his throat and the haze in his head bounding her wrists between them pulling pulling her away looking at her sternly when she whines. 

"Baby. . talk to me." He caresses her cheek with his knuckles but she ignores his words floating in her all headspace staring the mark she created. Tracing the beautiful hue of love bite with her fingers, "How did it feel?" Harry's eyes flutter with charming smile as he kissed the hand which's not busy memorizing him. 

"Like a lil mouse ticklin'" She leans at that kissing her work of art, giving wet little sweet kisses up his jaw palms running down his midriff as she whispered. 

"This?" Her hips stuttering with his swell sitting delicious between her panty clad pussy lips, she peers up at him from her under her lashes as her lips rested against the corner of his pillowy full mouth. 

"And this?" Test of his patience. "Like I've never felt before." Saying. He smudges his lips against her's in a succulent, sweet and affectionate kiss. Lapping tenderly with his pink wet tongue at her mouth to deepen the kiss squishing her cheeks in the process. Swallowing her whimpers and whines down his throat like she's most precious. She humps his bulging cock with erotic swivels of her hips and Harry griped at her sides to leave blue blemishes in some hours.

He closes his eyes still smiling foolishly resting his temple against her's – noses doing eskimo kisses. 

"Can we talk now, what's disturbing my angel?" He tucks her hair back kissing her forehead and she bobs her head embarrassed at her tantrums. "It's silly. 'M gonna fail my history exam." His eyes twinkle, "Just havocin' your brain for this?" 

"No worries. I gotcha."

. . .

This's how they ended up like this surrounded by notes and papers. Harry complaining with an unbelievable scuff, "What do they teach ye' kids now days? That didn't happen at all in history." Still ending up helping her with learning which ended up him giving her his slender fingers fucking her with them to let her work for her reward.

"No pet. Wrong answer." He tutted eyes still on the quiz card and it's the sight for sore eyes. She cramps her thighs around his wrist and he curled his fingers rubbing her walls in return as a warning, "Come on lil mouse ye' right there." He leans from the edge of his chair to snatch a chaste kiss from her parted ones.

"189-5?" She mewls not sure of her answer and Harry again pressed his lips against her's murmuring against them driving a third finger inside her and rubbing her clit in circles with his thumb, "such an intelligent girl. doin' s' good fo' me – wanna cum?" He bites at her earlobe gripping the quiz cards tightly.

"Yes. Please‐" He cuts her off taking his digits out making her whine and squirm loudly. Sage coloured panties clearly drenched in her slickness as Harry licks her sweet juices like a hungry kitten from his fingers wrapping his magenta lips till his knuckles — if it's a lollipop humming around them vulgarly.

"Harry No!" She huffs making grabby hands at him and he squeezes her bossom thigh to push her down, "Harry yes. Now -- tell me babe where Buddhism originated from?" He wets the pad of his thumb nonchalantly eyeing her playfully and Y/N just wants to kiss that pink pretty tongue as he turned the page around.

She grabs his hand moving them closer to her swollen pussy head falling at his mere graze, "Please." He gives love nibbles at her cheek flickering her clit to tease her.

"What baby?" He murmurs gliding them up and down her slit causing her to rock her pelvis against his touch his freezing fingers adding upto sensation. "Want your fingers." She gasped breathily because before her request Harry was stuffing her back with his fingers massaging the sweet shell of her g-spot.

Her tummy coiling with pleasure and she threw her arms around his neck parted lips pressing against his throat, "Last quiz and then ye' can come all over me fingers." He tells her pinching her thighs. His cock weeping in his pants. The world around them deafening to glitter noises and Harry puts his chin atop her shoulder raising the card infront of her shoulder as she thrashed in his arms.

It was for his last criss-cross of swipe when she gushed all over him with noises that stroked Harry's ego and this time he gave her a hickey coaxing her orgasm from her high, "Hmh. S' warm I could stay inside ye' forever." A sugary smooching voice echoes in room when he kissed the spot between her ear and neck.

Y/N thinks Harry has successfully made a nest in her heart.

. . .

They were flopped over quilts in her bed moon glowing happily in love with them together and Y/N turned in his arms admiring each glimmer of his skin with an awestruck puppy eyes, "You're such an Angel. . .so pretty." He chuckles softly bringing her closer to her chest to hear her heartbeats.

"People think otherwise my mouse." He gives out a 'oof' sound giggling when she climbed up his torso heels of palms pressing against his pecks. "You're for me resting in the depths of ye'r skin — that went through love and sorrows, nourishment and pains until god decided you were meant to be mine. . ." She sucks in a breath cupping his beautiful face to lull it side to side. Harry could bite her whole made of petals and honeycomb she is. He stares her zoning out for a moment.

"Sorry. But seeing ye' with my bites makes me s' hard. . ." He whispers. "Bite me again then." She nuzzles in the crook of his neck pressing her wet crotch down against his hard dick pressing against his zipper.

"So polite and carin'." He grins smacking kisses against the thin skin of her shoulder reaching the mark that's still pudgy and purple. She moans getting him out with shaky fingers and kissing him heatedly in full vigour making slick filthy noises. He slaps her bottom ripping her panties to throw them carefully rubbing his weeping blushed head in between her clenching pussy lips to smudge their arousals.

Whimpers of bliss whirling in air when he slipped inside her slick cunt filling her to brim his balls pressed against her bum, "Fuck. Just how I imagined — tight 'n snug. I love ye'r cunt baby." He gritted grinding his pelvis against her's in slow teasing motion hitting one spot continuously.

"Feels good. . ." She cries softly thighs quivering by his sides and he wrapped his hand around the nape of her to bring her down for another passionate kiss, "Would ye' bond to meh? Huh - lemme cum inside ye'r pretty pussy? Make it mine?" He mumbled wet-ly against her lips sucking her lower one to make it all plump and pinkish.

"Make me yours." She gives out a squeaky whimperish moan when at her words he licked his mark biting it. Her walls creamping around his cock to feel each, ridge and thick vein and she turned a loopy butterfly in his arms.

"Ye' can't cum unless I give ye' permission and I've had plenty to drink. . ." He growls grabbing her jaw eyes turning oyrx and she wipes her own blood from his mouth to press her thumb against his tongue letting him suck. Now, she doesn't have one mark only it's plenty that of flowers scattered on canvas.

He stretches his legs wide toes curling holding her down from her hips to fuck into her with rough mind forging thrusts, "Yes!" Y/N whispers with hoarse throat that she hasn't spoken from months.

"Cum fo' me. Over me cock baby wants to feel ye' Angel." He moans fondling her breasts in his large calloused palms smauching kisses at very skin he could find to shower his love to. Y/N comes a wave of shiver running from her soles to head as she just created noises straight out of porn.

Her creaming around him. Warm and slick cum dribbling down his balls didn't last Harry too. He came inside her in thick spurts of ribbons leaving blueprints at her arse.

They remained like this for some moments. Cacooned into eachother breathing eachother Harry memorizing her to memorize the memory he could never forget and caresses her cheek with the back of his hand.

He lays her on bed gently slipping out of her shushing her with pecks on mouth when she whined from sensitivity, "Gonna take care of ye' little mouse." He bends her knees kissing them stroking the insides of her shivering thighs to calm her down taking his discarded boxer from side.

"Want you to squeeze baby -— I came alot." She does as he said and he cleans her with his clothe showering her in kisses and praises.

Running a steamy bath with essential lavender and rose oils and bathe salts. Resting her between his legs to feel her skin everytime against his skin.

"I love you. Gonna keep ye' forever." He whispers in the silence of night and she smiled with fuzzy heart. Feeling good and fluttery. "I love you too."

Shrugging she retorts playfully, "I'd be all old and wrinkly but you'd be still this gorgeous now that's unfairrrrr." He just laughs at her cuteness creating obnoxious kissing noises while kissing her face.

"Gross." She mutters bashfully eyeing him and he fake offends tickling her sides causing the water splash from rims, "Wasn't gross when I was fucking your brains out—" She tries to smack him in between laughters.

"Heyyyy."

[creative-robot]

I took the original screenshot and upped the saturation a tad for color and visibility lol

NOW! My thoughts on these lil guys as they strike me having only first seen them like 20 minutes ago

This one’s a bit ambiguous between being cat or fox-inspired, I’m definitely getting more cat vibes from it, however it DEFINITELY the grass type starter lol

While still having a heavily rounded head it is more oval shape this time around and it has the fur poofing up on the sides of the face, they haven’t gone for all circle heads this time and for that I am grateful

Between the four pronged leaf shape on the face matching with the leaf protrusion on the chest and the ears it’s evolution is definitely leaning towards having more/leaves in that shape when it evolves

The way that the face coloring curves around the eyes means that it’s probably going to keep the faux winged eyeliner look and frankly I’m not complaining if they keep it part of the entire face coloring like it is here

It’s hard to see because of the screenshot but there is a faint lighter coloring of green/green-yellow on the edges of the face fur and on the paws, interesting

The combination of the darker face coloring around the red eyes for contrast as an interesting choice and those red eyes will probably make it thru it’s the whole evolution line 

It looks like it would hang out by trimmed foliage next to fountains and steal the water while sunbathing, it’s the vibe

This lil dude is SO shaped

My first thought upon seeing it was “Apple dinosaur” and that’s definitely not wrong but I would also like to point out that it could be apricot-based too

It has those two little yellow squares on the tail and on the belly, if I were to wager a guess those are going to be a sort of belly armor and tail armor in the evolutions or are going to be the continuous secondary shape on the body

The way that the coloration goes around the face and keeps on the upper part of the snout is obviously apple shaped but it DOES give just an inkling of a skull face so that could go both ways

The two stems on the top are definitely going to be exaggerated upon in the evolutions 

The toes are defined and are obviously stumpy but there aren’t any claw definitions on the arms so it’s possible that it may be Tyrannosaurus rex inspired or simply more focused design wise on the legs

In immediate contradiction to the previous bullet point it’s lack of neck could make it more brontosaurus-leaning in that  department, we’ll see

This is gonna be another ‘mon that like to bite the shit outta everything I can just tell, those eyes don’t show any mercy behind them

(I’m pretty sure my saturation thing fucked up the colors when I brightened it up so this one gets a comparison picture lol)

Duck/Swan/Goose water type baBY

We’ll find out which one it is when the evolutions come along it’s kinda hard to tell from just “bird shape”

The head hair/feathers is. A little odd. I’m especially curious about the little white line on the front there. If I were to guess just from context clues I bet that’s where it stores extra water or stuff it finds, in its “hair”

Webbed feet match the head feathers and not the beak, more of an observation but it is interesting

 there’s not as much going on here design wise which does lead me back to the hair feathers probably being one of the main things that’ll get extrapolated upon in the evolutions, it’s body not having much going on emphasizes the hair feather thing

 it has that one defined feather on the chest which means either more feathers will be added there or it’s going to have a neck of feathers in one or both of the evolutions

As a sidenote the hair in the way that it bends over almost looks like a :3c face, so I am gonna slide in that there is a possibility of its evolution being dual ghost type and that top part being the ghost of ghostly leaning or something

We can’t see the tail but I’m assuming it’s either just a little white poof extending from the body or that it’s possibly the same color as the hair/feet

It kinda nails the look between being easily excitable and wanting my social security number. Mostly though it just looks like it’s well meaningly and easily confused

This one uses puppy eyes a lot, I can just feel it, this ‘mon goes 🥺 to get what it wants I’m calling it right now

[bmwiid]

Kass - and old man now, you'd be pushing the limit

even in human years, but you still jump onto the top of the wardrobe

and leap onto the highest spots to watch me work.

Toffee - the big man - the biggest man the vet had ever seen, at least.

Your heart is going to give out, one day. I know it, and she knew it.

I brush you every day to try and help the mats you cannot reach.

Bug - oh baby. You didn't like these new folx coming here, did you?

My darling baby, my black familiar - Othello re-born when I needed you the most.

You sleep on my pillow, a gentle paw on my head. I can't sleep now, without it.

Pike - You chunky lil nervous bean. Quarantine did us both dirty, huh?

And neither of us like the sound of the door now.

You run and hide for hours, seem shocked when I move from room to room.

Like my legs are more terrifying than the hoover.

Puc - You couldn't be less like your sister than you are.

Sleek, playful and fearless.

I can see the way you love chaos and calm. You'll grow into those whiskers,

One day.

But Indie - my love. Mum always said you were difficult, a bit skittish, a wee shit.

Overshadowed by the big man and edged out by the baby.

But here, with me, You sit carefully perched on my knee

as though you are worried I'll suddenly change my mind

and push you away.

It's too much for me, sometimes. So many of you and so few of me.

I try my best, and I hope you can tell, on those days where there are no pats,

On days when I can't leave my bed, and you all curl up around me.

I have scars from those, no longer here.

When I type, I see a silver line on my hand from Chi - who tried to stop her fall by grabbing me.

Fred, you were the first cat I lost, adult me, only me, and the guilt eats me. I could have done more. I could have been better.

But I remember how, before you left, you were no longer pushed to the side and ignored, the survivor of Chi's death, unwanted.

How you became the cat who snuggled so close it was hard to tell if you were breathing.

I love you all, my little family.

I hope you understand that.

[sukumen]

OKAY HI I GOT MY THOUGHTS TOGETHER SO I WAS JUST THINKING ABT YUUJI IN THAT BASKETBALL UNIFORM AND WHEW LORD HE LOOKED SO GOOD!!! imagine like he has a basketball game in a few mins but him and reader are making out in the locker room or whatever and getting a lil bit spicy yk like sitting on his lap nd kissing on his neck nd stuff before the game starts ( ´ ▽ ` )b SORRY IF THIS SOUNDS OFF IM NOT GOOD WITH PUTTING MY THOUGHTS TOGETHER HAHA

notes: ok, i don’t really thirst over yuuji, but this gives me such wholesome boyfriend vibes so i had to share thoughts. i wrote this whole thing imagining a college age yuuji simply because i’m a lot closer to that than i am high school at this point LMAO; but it’s not nsfw either way so if you want to envision him closer to canon, feel free!

first of all, athlete!yuuji is such a concept because it just tracks. between that innate physical prowess and his buoyant personality, it’s like he’s made for team sports, especially those you actually play as a team. basketball in particular is a good fit because of the man-to-man nature of it; it’s probably as close as you can get to ‘combat’ without being in a combat sport and we all know how good yuuji does at that.

with that in mind, i could see him being the type to get incredibly excited before a game. adrenaline barreling over him, he’s almost overbearing during the warm-ups, dunking a little too hard and shooting a little too fast to get any real practice out of it. coach always tells him to walk the excess energy off so he’s right where he needs to be for the game, but he typically settles for another approach.

you, specifically.

he jogs up to the stands beaming, heart tight at the sight of you, ever patient, because you know this is his ritual. he notes how good his extra jersey looks on you as he helps you down the bleachers and when you guide him out of the gym, he makes sure to enjoy the view from behind too.

you use the same little haven every game: a visitors’ locker room on the far end of the gym that most teams don’t actually use. to be safe, though, yuuji always checks the room twice over — showers too! — and locks the door behind him before settling with you in his lap.

sometimes, that’s all you really do: sit there with each other. you pulling fingers through his hair and over the back of his neck while he bounces his legs beneath you. he gobbles up your scent until he’s grounded, eyes taking on a dark, more focused quality the more he breathes in and out.

but other times, when he’s especially restless, he needs more. he needs skin and mouth and fumbles through a desperation to get it. you usually have to guide things a bit, straddling his hips happily despite the hard wood beneath your knees.  the first few kisses are always sloppy, teeth and tongue knocking together in his haste to get closer. but your position makes it easy to take control. to grip his cheeks and jaw and slow the pace until he’s melting into it and you can feel his energy dip some. when that happens, the hands that had been pawing at your hips and back settle on your butt, squeezing lightly to keep you close.

and close you stay until it’s time for the final warmup and his phone starts to buzz in his shorts pocket. yuuji being yuuji is always diligent when it’s go time; pulls away as soon as the first text comes in and sets you both upright to return to the gym. his cheeks are a little flushed to be sure, but he’s calmer overall; less amped up, and more ready (even if he is feeling some adrenaline of a different kind now).

you walk back to the gym hand-in-hand, stealing a few final kisses along the way. but what he really looks forward to is the way you cup his face right before you enter, squeezing just enough to keep his full focus, as you wish him luck and tell him firmly: “kick their asses, baby.”