#whats the blr name for you guys

[jalo-parker]

Dont mind me juat going to shyly follow a few ghost fanartists 😁😁😁😁

I need to stop rambling in the tags I keep hitting the limit (i will not stop doing that actually)

[lovscb97]

— enhypen links [hyung line]

tags: hyung line!enhypen x fem!reader, established relationship, squirting (like . a Lot), daddy kink, oral sex (f. receiving), unprotected sex (plz don't), creampie, rough sex, exhibitionism, bondage, edging, overstimulation, punishments, spanking, nicknames (princess, angel, etc), degradation (slut, whore, etc), reader being a brat, slight dacryphilia, etc

wc: 2.35k

add. notes: reposting bcs blr shadowbanned the last post BOOOOO also plz do not interact if u r a minor!!! look away shoo shoo!!! n also do lmk if some of the links r not working for u guys :] Also. sorry one last thing but u can tell how these answers got progressively longer LMFAOOOOO

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⥽ … LEE HEESEUNG: 

link one.

heeseung loves making you squirt, it's a given knowing his ego and how much pride he takes in the fact that he's the only one who can make you feel so good. some days, he'll fuck up into you until you're shaking and squirming on top of him, crying out wanton moans of his name and incoherent pleas begging him to stop, but he doesn't listen of course. his one and only goal when engaging sexually with you is to make you shoot streams of liquid all over his dick and sheets, and he'll stop at nothing to achieve that. i'd even go so far as to say he can be pretty mean, although i wouldn't put him at the top of that list when comparing with the rest.

"seungie, please!" you sob, fresh tears streaming down your face as your boyfriend milks a third orgasm from you. "just one more, angel. you can do it." heeseung grunts, his cock painfully sensitive after having already cum inside you. but, of course, that won't stop him from giving you the fuck of a lifetime. his current goal right now is to make you cream all over his dick, but what he doesn't expect is clear droplets to be released from your pussy as he overstimulates you. your body slumps on top of his, tired and spent, but it's only a matter of seconds until you're being manhandled onto your back. before you can even ask what he's doing, your boyfriend cuts you off. "i need to see you do that again." he grins wickedly, and you sigh. it's going to be a long night today.

link two.

whenever you act out in front of heeseung, like going so far as to tease him in front of his friends by sending promiscuous photos of yourself or running a hand sensually against his clothed bulge, he never hesistates to put you back in your place. sometimes he'll be so pent up after trying to have enjoyed a boys night out only to have cut it short because of your raunchy actions, he won't even make it past the living room, dragging you towards the couch and yanking your panties down before he's sheathing himself inside you. he'll grip a fistful of your hair whilst drilling himself into your cunt, making sure to remind you who's in charge despite the fact that you both know you'll never learn your lesson.

"you wanna act like a slut, i'll fuck you like one." heeseung growls, his thrusts sharp and precise with the way he's delivering them inside you. by now, you've been reduced to a mess of gasps and moans, too fucked out to speak, which only makes your boyfriend chuckle darkly. "what, now you wanna go all quiet on me? what happened to all that attitude, princess?" he mocks, his palm striking a harsh slap on your ass which makes you yelp. "s-sorry, 'm sorry!" you whine, trying to push back on him with a hand, but heeseung only swats it away, tsk-ing at your behavior. "oh, it's too late for sorry, baby." he mumbles, bending down close to whisper in your ear, his words making you shiver. "i'm gonna fuck you until there's nothing left in that stupid, little whore brain of yours. and you're gonna take it. got that?"

⥽ … PARK JONGSEONG: 

link one.

jay loves giving it to you like he'll never be able to fuck you again. his movements are always precise, hitting that spot hidden deep inside of you with each angled thrust. his favourite way to have you is on your back in missionary too, both your legs hanging off the side of his waist as he pounds himself in you, making sure to coax lots of sweet noises from your mouth that he knows only he can make you let out. it's no secret that you love it too, relishing in the way his muscles flex as he thrusts inside your cunt that he's already cum in, his only current goal to make you cum once more before he'll pull out and wipe you down. or, if he's feeling particularly up for it, he'll continue fucking you even after you've both cum for the second time, making sure you're both overstimulated and tired by the end of things.

the only sounds audible by now are the noises of your loud whimpers and skin slapping as jay brutally bullies his cock in and out of you, your hands shooting out to resist his actions despite the fact that he's so much stronger than you. your attempts to resist him are completely futile, and it only makes him laugh sadistically at you struggling to take him. "aww, 's too much for you, honey?" he coos, and you only cry out with a nod, strings of curses leaving your lips at an expertly placed thrust that slams deep inside you. at this point, you're worried he's going to batter your cervix to a pulp, but that thought is long lost when his thumb comes down to swipe at your clit. "don't worry, sweetheart. daddy's gonna make sure he fucks you until you're crying, yeah?"

link two.

every once in a while, namely when you're both too lazy to indulge in it, your boyfriend will forego the dramatics and fuck you with nothing but love in his eyes. he'll kiss you so sweetly, his actions nothing short of gentle yet firm with the way he'll grip your waist and push himself into you bit by bit until you're clenching down on him in utter pleasure. he'll revel in the way your tits bounce in his face, leaning down to capture one of your nipples in his mouth and sucking on it which only makes the coil in your stomach that much closer to snapping. it won't take long until you're both reaching your highs, you creaming around jay's cock and him shooting ropes of white deep inside you to the point you can feel it gushing out from how much there is.

"fuck, princess. don't squeeze me like that, i'll cum." jay groans, confused when you simply shake your head with a moan. "wan' your cum, jjongie, please." you beg, and his heart positively melts because who is he to deny the request of such a beautiful girl, no less his own beautiful girl? it's only when you clench down on him and grab his hand to bring it up to squeeze your chest when he feels the band in his lower half snap, emptying himself inside of you with a long drawn grunt that only pushes you off the edge. there's so much cum that you can feel it seep out of your hole when he goes to pull his softening cock out, watching him eye it in awe. "you're so perfect f'me." jay praises, kissing you gently on the lips as you muster a tired smile back.

⥽ … SIM JAEYUN:

link one.

firm believer of the munch jake agenda just like anyone else because have you seen the man? his oral fixation goes craaaazy, up until the point he constantly needs to have your clit throbbing against his tongue as he drags the wet muscle through your folds. jake will happily spend hours upon no end between your thighs, his face buried into your cunt as he noisily whines into it. everything about it is intoxicating to him; your scent, the way your arousal leaks onto the sheets, how your tight hole clenches in need, all of it. he'd die a fulfilled man if you smoothered him to death in the midst of his endeavours so as long as it's because of your pussy that he's passing away. of course, you think he's a little insane, but you love him regardless.

"mm, jakey.." you whimper, feeling your boyfriend lick into every crevice of your core with meticulous precision, so focused on the task at hand that he doesn't even bother to pull away and only responds with a hum. before you can even get a word out, he's dragging his plump lips up to wrap around your swollen bundle of nerves, not caring how sensitive you may be because to him, this is the sweetest treat of all. "s-shit, 'm gonna cum." you whine, trying to warn him as the band in your stomach grows closer to snapping, but jake doesn't let up. he continues to eat you out even through your orgasm, his chin getting splattered with your juices in the process as he messily slurps everything up. by the time he finally pulls away, you're panting heavily, but your boyfriend is far from done. "again, please." he bats his puppy dog eyes at you, and who are you to deny him?

link two.

jake is also a certified freak. he's into risky situations where anyone could catch him, which makes sense when you consider how your picnic date with him turned into you getting absolutely wrecked by his dick inside your pussy. it started out so innocent, with you in your little sundress, and him in his favourite hoodie, but all of that was soon discarded and you were on your back against the scratchy grass, gushing around your boyfriend's cock as he pummeled into you with a fervor you'd never seen him have before. something about the prospect of fucking in public turned him on so much, and if you were being very honest, it turned you on too.

"ah, jake. we r-really shouldn't." you stutter, feeling your boyfriend's mushroom tip catch against your clit. you shuffle on the uncomfortable bed of grass underneath just as jake hushes you, slowly pushing himself in with one fluid motion that makes the both of you sigh in relief. "sorry, baby. you just looked so good in your pretty little dress, i had to have you." he groans, hiking said dress up your thighs as you whine, kicking your legs up. jake seems to get your cue because before you can continue pleading him to move at last, he's thrusting into you, thick cock plunging deliciously inside. your noises are loud, and there's no way anyone could mistaken what you two are up to if they were to pass by, so you really are glad for the fact that the entire area is deserted, especially considering that once jake's started, he's going to be insatiable, sure to cum inside you at least twice before he even thinks of taking you home to repeat the process all over again.

⥽ … PARK SUNGHOON:  

link one.

sunghoon's a perv, and like any other perv, he has his secret fantasies; your panties. even before he started dating you, he'd dream about fucking you after having tugged your underwear to the side, pushing his cock in your tiny hole while the flimsy article of clothing you've yanked aside becomes wet from your leaking juices, even better if it's after he's cum on them. sometimes, when he wants to punish you, he'll fuck you through your panties, making sure he indulges himself without directly giving you what you want— his seed. he'll even go so far as to edge you, cockhead bumping against your clit through the messy fabric, just enough stimulation to build up your orgasm, but not enough to have you tipping over the edge. how mean, indeed.

"hoonie," you cry, tears welling up in your eyes out of frustration after your fourth ruined orgasm, especially since this is the second time your boyfriend has cum, much less without you. "what is it now, you ungrateful slut?" he spits out, eyebrows furrowed in a glare as he stares you down, making you gulp. sunghoon got mean a lot, and each time he did, it never failed to have you leaking everywhere. "wan' cum. wan' your cum, too. please. 'm sorry. i'll be good, please." you beg shamelessly, and your boyfriend laughs with a sinister air to his voice. "oh yeah? you're sorry?" he bites his lip, admiring the way his cum has stained the pretty pink laces you've worn today. "too fucking bad." he hisses as he slides his red tip against your clothed clit once more, making you whine. "sluts don't get cum. they get punishments. so, be a good bitch and take what i give you."

link two.

tying you up is one of sunghoon's favourite things to do to you in sex. he loves the way you look, all pliant and moulded into the position he desires to have you in, especially with how the silk of the fabric decorates your skin. of course he'll kiss away the bruises you get after you're done, but that'll only be after he's had his way with you. he also gets off on the power trip it gives him. when you're bound by some material to the headboard, it gives him the liberty to do whatever he wants with you. it's like you're giving your body up as bait, except instead of missing out on it as the predator, he's seizing his opportunity to have his way with you, and boy does he enjoy it far too much.

"oh, my pretty angel. you look so beautiful like this, completely spread out and at my mercy." sunghoon purrs, his cold fingers grazing the skin of your back as you shiver. your face is muffled by the pillows he's buried your head against, the position your boyfriend has tied you up in this time leaving no room for speaking when you're ass up in front of him. you'd be a liar if you said you didn't love relinquishing control and satiating his desires like this, plus sunghoon always fucks you so deep whenever he has you bound for him. "now," sunghoon licks his lips, pumping his free cock in one hand as he brings it up to your opening. "i'm gonna fuck you, and if you stay quiet, maybe i'll think about letting you cum." your eyes widen, a quiet moan escaping you when he suddenly enters. it dies down in your throat when you feel a harsh slap land on your inner thigh. "i said be quiet, slut." sunghoon growls, causing you to swallow. oh, you were royally fucked.

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[delcakoo]

i’m sure most ppl expected this so i’m not gonna make a big deal out of it but!! yes i am going on hiatus for an unspecified amount of time.

it’s honestly quite simple, i’ve just been losing interest in most aspects of kpop aside from the music, which makes writing for it a lot harder than before. i also dealt with a lot of burn out for months and still forced myself to write which only made it worse. lastly, i’m an executive of two clubs at my school this year on top of all my classes, so finding time to write would be even worse than it was before :’) !

YEAh that’s kinda it! for now my works will stay up, moots can dm me for my disc/spotify!! even if we’ve barely spoken pspsps i wanna stalk ur music cmere 🤲 a special shout out to my emoji anons too, you’re all amazing people ilysm, especially those that have been stuck with me for so long <3 (u know who u are!!)

i’ll try and check in here every so often to chat, esp if a new comeback for enha/txt happens!! love u guys and stay safe <3 you may send an ask if u have any questions!

extra stuff i wanna say to moots below! (it’s all word vomits i’m sorry)

RAVEN. MY WIFEY. my BELOVED blr wont let me tag u but you already know i adore u sm playing roblox with u is so fun even if that one banana game was kinda ass!! 💖 thank u for being so so sweet when putting up with me all the time and raising our fav corgi daughter with sm love <3 i hope u get more confidence in ur writing because your fics are always so creative and well written, and in yourself too bc a certain mf thats name starts with J and ends with N is MISSING OUT. 🙄🙄 ok im still gna be annoying u all the time so. bye ig….. smooches

@seongclb katto u deserve an award for putting up with me in dms ilysm 😞 watching the promised neverland together brought me so much joy and i still have a ss of you calling gilda a tractor ok i love u!!!! i would read your fics all day any day u are so talented and ur photography skills are amazing, i hope we get to keep in touch WE SHOULD FIND ANOTHER SHOW TO WATCH TGTHER !!!!! i need to fix your lack of anime knowledge ‼️ PLS KEEP WRITING AS WELL ENHABLR NEEDS U!!!!

@soov reirei my gf i aspire to be as confident and funny as you, you’re literal sunshine and always make my day better even with just one interaction <3 thank u for being so welcoming my first days in walmart enha and raising sushiwon with me!! as well as entertaining me by dying in genshin every 3 seconds <3 (WE NEED TO PLAY AGAIN) oh and KEEP WRITING BB. i will rise from THE DEAD WHEN IT COMES OUT OK U CAN DO THIS ML!!

@haknom kangaroo karaoke keys we may have had only a few convos but they were all so fun like PLAYING BRAWL STARS WAS HILARIOUS we ate the house down in duo showdown idc. and beta reading ur fics was such a treat esp while watching u plan new smaus every other day 🫶 also your music taste is MUWAH gimme some more recs pspsps !!! KEEP WRITING OKKK?!

@kynrki kimmy kimmy kim one of my first ever moots <3 your writing is always such a joy to read and your energy is amazing, thank you for giving me a chance when i was too shy to ask anyone else to be moots LMAO 🫶 plsplss keep writing you’re so gifted and deserve the whole world LOVEE UU

@bitehee cavvy my big sibling :((( i love u sm kshsdknd its been a while but i really hope everything has been well since you moved and you’re still being as cool as ever <3 im gonna replay a pokemon game in ur honor perhaps mystery dungeon 👁️ ? anyway i look up to u and think u are so cool, one of my fav hee stans ever ever!!! remember u have my disc if u ever wanna chat 🫂 !!!

@sunoksunny sunny <3 my other gf. i remember our first vc u had this goofy pfp i cant remember what it was but like u are so easy to talk to and funny?! and PRETTY??? your fits are always stunning and your singing is beautiful ugh the whole package fr… and. we need. to play. genshin!!! I REDOWNLOADED IT FOR U OK WE WILL DISCUSS THIS SOON!! ILY

@slytherinshua ZANNY. u are so easy to talk to we match each others energy so perfectly?!? I HOPE U AND TUALHA CONTINUE BEING THE COOLEST EVER and ur writing is top tier so pls keep going‼️ thank u for being so sweet to me as another one of my very first moots i appreciate u sm <3333

@flwrshee riri !!! we haven’t even been moots for long but i had to add u in here because u need to know that ILYSM. you’re like an adorable energetic little sister that always makes me smile T-T thank you for taking time out of your day to reblog my fics with so much sweet feedback and i wish u the absolute best always!! if u ever need anything pls dm me on disc i would love to chat with u more, and make sure to keep writing bc u have SO much talent!!!!

@wonieleles sia SIA i genuinely miss talking to u sm i NEED to come back to walmart enha :(( we don’t talk much besides our little interactions in the server but each time you make me smile. you’re so so smart and admirable, i hope you keep up the hard work bc i know you’ll go so far and HAVE MORE CONFIDENCE!! you’re so beautiful okay ily 😞🫶

@sultrybaby kel 😭😭😭💖💖 you’ve literally been a day one THANK YOU for always checking in on me even during your ridiculous NONSTOP EXAMS. 💀 another one of my big siblings on here fr you are such a real one and i care for u sm!!! i hope everything has been well for u?! pls feel free to message me for anything okay <3 I LOVE U SM thank u for sticking with me all this time 🫂🫂

i have so many moots so i can’t write smthn for everyone but i love u all okay <3 AGAIN if u wanna keep in touch thru spotify or discord dm me muwah

[goldenteaset]

I'm so curious,what made you fall for the BLR version of Vash?

A combo of very unintended reverse psychology and his natural charm (a carryover from '98 Vash)~! I kept seeing people talk about how "creepy"* and "pervy" he was, etc., + a clip of his "HERE I AM, VASH THE STAMPEDE" moment piqued my interest. Oh, and an edit/mini AMV set to "Boyfriend" (?) that I found exactly once and then never again... :(

And then in the movie he actually called himself a handsome stud in complete earnestness, at which point I think my brain exploded into little hearts. XD I got my tag name for him from the bar scene where someone calls him "Some chick's boytoy" because loOK

What a happy face!! He's thrilled to just be considered some chick's boytoy instead of a menace to be chased out!

'98 Vash pretty naturally subsumes into BLR Vash without much issue, which makes sense because they're meant to be the same guy. But there's something about the roundness of BLR Vash, especially his eyes, that just really appeals to me a lot. So that's a big part of it too--Rose looks the way she does (red hair, narrower eyes, catgirl) because I wanted them to contrast somewhat. :D

(This got longer than intended, but I haven't gotten to talk about him lately, so thanks anon~!)

*To be fair, that foot scene will not be making a comeback in Rose's story even if he still looked cute. XD;

[4xiaojun]

ok idk how active everyone is on here but i just received an ask that really encouraged me to get back into writing lol

obviously dear diary I hate jungwon was written well over a year ago now and even tho i did post a few fics on blr after that I wanna start ✨ fresh ✨

SO PLEASE VOTE WHICH ONE OF THE BELOW FICS I SHOULD WORK ON NEXT! (the summaries are just rough rn but they give the gist of the idea of what I’m working on)

option A: jungwon x fem!reader, rivals to lovers, in which jungwon is the student body president of your really REALLY broke school and you beg him to convince the teachers into giving your class a prom for when you graduate. but in order raise money for it, the two of you need to fundraise and through this you spend more time with each other and start to grow romantic feelings for each other yadadadada

option B: heeseung x fem!reader, enemies to lovers but not really you just really hate heeseung lol, in which you are the student body president of your college and your biggest challenge is anonymous blog “The Whisperer” that loves spilling dangerous tea of people at college, it isn’t until the infamous player Heeseung decides to mess with you that your name suddenly starts appearing in the blog. desperate to hide your secrets, you team up with Heeseung to find out who is behind the blog DUN DUN DUNNNNNNN

ok so both the summaries are really shit but YOU GET THE IDEA RIGHT ??? I’ve alr written like 2k for the jungwon one and 5k for the heeseung one so I’ve got head starts on both it’s up to whatever u guys are interested in tbh 😭

[tzyuki]

hi... j-jj .. 🤢 (💥) ... I guess that this is )the rant you've been waiting for ... no but fr it's been like a LONG time since I've last ranted 😪 but I'm back 😻

so like yk how I had a fever and stuff... i was stressing that day. Like.. AND THE FACT FINALS ARE LIKE THIS MONTH 😭 i hate my school system like we could've had our finals in January but no, "We had to prepare for our games" actually I like that but LIKE WHY FEBUADY FOR OUR FINALS? LIKE JANUARY MAKES BETTER SINCE. Cause we have finals the first month of school than December than January than may.. like 😡 I Hate my school system so much and especially now since our test are all on computer.. like no, but let's move on to random stuff? I'm so excited for valentines even tho I don't have no one to go to the dance with i still have my friends but like the dance is so fun, we have these like valentine drinks it's called strawberry love and BSHSP i love that drink and like especially since our school makes the food heart shaped is even better like last year we had heart shaped pizza it was so yummy 😋 but like the worst part about it is the couples dancing because that make sme feel so sad 😪 i have no one mane but like I have 12 days left so like I anything could happen I can't wait to find my dress, but yeah for valentines.. now let's talk abt thr blr 🤭 I can't wait for this month because like I have alot of stuff planned but watch me fail to even do it 😭 but yk that's always OK as long as I can release one thing I'll be okay ykwim. I'm so excited for you smau tho like it's gonna be amazing I can already tell like watch it be do good.. I can sense yk but like time for the game thingy I always add? (idk what to call it) soo... NAHH MY TUMBLR ISNT LETTING ME TYPE 😕 ILL and it won't even let me add images I stg tumblr it is so.. 😡

OKG YOUR SCHOOOL DOES HEART SHAPED FOOD??? THATS SO CUTE 😭 i have a funny story now that you mentioned food . at school the other day my friend was serving food (he’s in culinary shop) and he was like “*my name* are you gonna eat the nuggets?” and i was like “i don’t know, why?” and he was like “i put an extra one on here for you” AND THEN IN FRONT OF ME A GUY IN MY SHOP THAT SITS NEXT TO ME TOOK IT 😭 i’m excited for you blr active era …. omg once you find your dress you have to show me . and YASS FIND A VALENTINE 🤭🤭 if you don’t it’s okay. i’ll virtually be yours. even tho. my friend is already mines. she doesn’t have to know it’s okay.

here’s your fav haerin :

i actaully think i am newjeans ot5 . i love minji and hanni my ults but i also love all of them #newjeansot5

[bdoubleowo]

Do you have any tips for someone new to fanart? I’ve been challenging myself to post art frequently on this website and it seems like about half of what I make flops and nobody sees it while some of my art does really really well. I don’t think it’s an issue of quality though since which posts do well doesn’t correlate at ALL to which ones do well. You’ve obviously been very successful with both your art and just this blog in general- any tips?

Tag tag tag tag tag tag. Tag everything related. Don’t mistag or tag people that have only a minor presence in your art, that will make people mad, but tag every major character. Tag variations on the name (I.e. “Bdubs” and “BdoubleO100”. “GoodTimesWithScar” and “Good Times With Scar” and “gtws”). People will use different terms to search for the same content so tagging multiple will allow them to find you either way. Tag the fandom. Tag the -blr for the fandom. Tag the duo name if there’s a duo involved. Ship name if there’s a ship. Make sure people who want to see content of what you’re drawing are seeing it.

Also jumping straight into posting DSMP is a LOT harder than posting Empires content. There’s a LOT of good content flooding say, Tubbo and Tommy’s tags, but less content is being made for like, Geminitay. But there’s still an audience for it. If you build up a following in a smaller fandom/subfandom it’ll give you a boost when posting in big fandoms. Multi-fandom blogs will follow you for your more niche fandom and then when you post stuff for a big fandom they’ll reblog that too and expose it to people who follow those multi fandom blogs for the big fandom.

And, this sounds kind of mean, but if you aren’t very skilled in art yet, you’re really going to struggle. If you have good ideas/funny jokes “poor” art can still do well, but idk. Just focus on improving, and having fun!

If you’re doing traditional make sure your pictures are nice. crop it to only be the art, make sure it’s lit well, etc.

But like. Also numbers aren’t everything. Some of my favorite posts have done really bad compared to some of my silly ones. I definitely feel the “I’d like to receive validation” but also like. If you’re just posting a lot for attention you’ll get burnt out. You need to prioritize your own enjoyment.

Also I have no real idea how I got here I’m just a little guy why are there so many of you following me.

[nanatsumu]

📞 RENT A BOYFRIEND

08. a guide on how to run away from your problems

everything was going so well.

you were able to snatch a scholarship from one of the best universities in tokyo— which also served as an opportunity to escape from hyogo and the unpleasant memories given to you from one whom shall not be named— and then you struck gold by landing your dream job alongside your best friend, fresh out of university with an english degree. oh, and not to mention, a small, trustworthy group of friends who have stuck with you through tough times and kept you stable time and time again.

so as you stand there, hand on your doorknob with a grip so tight that your knuckles were beginning to turn white, you think that this is god’s way of punishing you for being blessed with so many good things within a short period of time.

the first thing you come to notice is that suna’s physical appearance has changed drastically since the last time you saw him back in high school: his short hair was no longer parted in the middle, but instead it was a few inches longer and swept back. he looked a lot leaner and finally fixed that god awful posture of his that you always reprimanded him for back when you two were dating. but out of everything that changed about him, the one thing that stood out to you the most was that his narrow eyes no longer held onto that dull gleam anymore but was instead replaced by an unfamiliar warmth you couldn’t exactly pinpoint.

suna clears his throat which snaps you back into reality and makes you realize: this isn’t supposed to be a heart wrenching reunion between you two. this was a mistake.

“listen y/n, i—” he starts to speak, but you’re quick to cut him off.

“what the fuck?!” you yell which startles the man in front of you, causing him to flinch at your harsh tone. “i... seriously— what the fuck!”

you rub your eyes until you start seeing spots and then open them back up, only to see suna still standing there, on your doorstep, with a puzzled expression on his face and a bouquet of flowers in his hands.

so doing what you do best, you slam the door in his face and try to steady your racing heart.

after a brief moment, you put your shaking hands against the wooden door in order to give yourself some stability and peer out of the peephole. and to your dismay, there is a sight much worse than the one you saw just a second ago that causes your stomach to churn and suddenly you feel like you’re about to puke up whatever you had for breakfast this morning.

“tetsuro you always fucking pick the worst time to show up.” you curse him out silently.

“y/n? y/n?” you hear knocking on the door and you’ve never felt more annoyed to hear that stupid knocking sequence of his. “i know you’re in there, i literally heard you say ‘what the fuck?!’ at the bottom of the stairs.”

you reluctantly open the door, but just enough so that you can look out the tiny slither you created from the inside of your house.

“i wanna know what the fuck that guy is doing here.” you say and kuroo is shocked to hear the hostility in your voice.

“u-uh... he’s your date?” kuroo stammers, immediately jumping to the conclusion that your hostility was directed towards him.

“y/n, please, just let me talk to you.” you hear suna say, his voice laced with desperation.

“suna you had your chance to talk to me years ago,” you open the door this time and while your head is still spinning at the fact that suna was actually here, in tokyo, you were able to collect your thoughts and stand your ground. “and i told you this already, i don’t ever want to see you ever again.”

“just 5 minutes, y/n, that’s all i’m asking for.”

“no suna!” you snap, not realizing that tears were starting to form in your eyes. “you can’t just waltz back into my life and ask for 5 minutes of my time just to talk to me when you had all the time to do so 5 years ago!”

at this point, all of the other residents in your apartment complex were curious to see what all the ruckus was about and so as they all start to file out of their homes, you feel embarrassed that you’ve created such a commotion.

“y/n?” you hear the voice of the grandma who lives in the apartment across from yours. “is everything alright dear?”

“hi ma’am!” kuroo’s oddly cheery voices throws you off. “everything is fine, these two were just practicing their lines for a scene in a play they’re acting in but they got really into it.”

you wipe your tears and throw the lady an apologetic smile, not forgetting to apologize on your behalf as well.

“let’s go inside, shall we?” kuroo says as he turns back to you and suna.

you open your mouth to protest, but your efforts are in vain as kuroo begins to push you two back inside your apartment. you knew there was no point in trying to thrash around in an attempt to get him to release you, but that didn’t mean you didn’t try.

“t-tetsu! let me go!” you scream.

he throws you on the couch and you can’t help but feel so vulnerable under his heavy gaze.

“y/n, i need you to explain to me what your relationship with suna is,” his eyes darted back and forth between you and suna. “and if you can’t, then suna can explain to me.”

“i’m her ex.” suna breaks the ice and you watch as kuroo’s mouth falls agape.

“y/n, you had an ex and you never even told me?” kuroo looks genuinely offended, and while usually you would tease him for being offended over something so trivial like he usually does, this was not a trivial matter in any way shape or form.

“i need you to leave, like, now,” you stand up and grab suna’s wrist before dragging him back over to your front door. “i can’t handle seeing you, and i don’t think i ever will be able to handle seeing you without wanting to throw up.”

when you open the door, you let go of suna’s wrist and then roughly push him out of your home without a second thought.

you wished you hadn’t looked up at his face one last time out of curiosity because if you didn’t, then you wouldn’t have to see the anguished look on his face— an expression that felt so foreign coming from him.

“suna, don’t look at me like that,” your voice gets quiet and you feel like a heartbroken high school girl all over again. “just... leave, please.”

and when you shut the door in his face, you’re you’re suddenly brought back to the day where he left you heartbroken— and the days where you were left all by yourself to pick up the pieces of your broken heart.

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[markets]

so twitter is here now huh

welcome! twitter is hell so glad to have you guys. im doing the same thiing everyone else is doing, tumblr advice for new people under the cut, if you dont feel like reading it all the most important things are in bold (click keep reading):

- since its relevant, if a post is very long use one of those things ^ so that its more comfortable for people scrolling! its the one on the right below. theres no character limit on here so please use this when necessary lol

- reblogging stuff you like is important, especially art and writing! thats really the only way to push content on here and the like to rb ratio on mcytblr tends to be terrible so its very appreciated. if you REALLY like it you can leave nice comments in the reply section or in the tags as well! people appreciate them a lot :] if you want to rb something but dont want it appearing on your blog right now, theres a little arrow next to the post button and if you click on it, you’ll get the option to queue the post, meaning it appears on your blog later (you can adjust exactly when in the queue settings, found under the little profile icon)

- you can choose how private you want to be. ive seen so many people be like “dont say your name. dont say your age. dont make an intro post.” or “put your entire medical history in your carrd” but i feel like you can choose how you want to present yourself on here! you dont have to say anything about yourself if you want, or you can make a fun intro post/carrd with the things you like, or you can just say your name (or moniker), whether youre a minor or not, and pronouns, or anything else! its up to you, and here you dont really have to worry about getting doxxed so. obviously dont give out your address or anything but yeah :]

- ^kind of going off what i just said, if you want friends on here, you can make an intro/looking for mutuals post and put your interests in the tag section! thats how i found lots of my mutuals. honestly just use the tags in general, because its the only way to get your posts out there other than rbs and its much better than speaking into the void. dont put tags unrelated to the post itself though, people dont really like it. tumblr prioritizes the first 5 tags on a post ive heard, so be mindful of that, especially if youre an artist or writer!

- on the subject of tags, if youre going to critique a dsmp character, feel free to do so, just tag it appropriately! for example, if youre making a post that criticizes c!philza, tag it as #c!philza critical. also, please dont tag dsmp/mcyt posts as mine//craft or mine//blr (censoring it so it doesnt appear in the search), people who just want to hear about the game dont appreciate it. also, please dont tag or1gin smp (censoring again) for posts about the hybrid smp with tommy, ranboo, tubbo, etc because an active fandom already uses that tag, use osmp instead :]

- discourse isnt really common on here, but if youre going to talk about it, tag it as #discourse so that people can blacklist it. oh yeah i forgot to talk about that, you can blacklist tags in settings, which is great for triggers or anything you just dont want to see. id suggest blacklisting all forms of whatever the tag is (for example, dont just blacklist #tw gore, blacklist #gore tw, #gore cw, #cw gore, and #gore as well). lots of blogs (like mine) operate on an ask to tag basis, meaning that if you send them an ask asking to tag a specific thing, they will!

- speaking of asks, people love them! ive never met someone who doesnt like getting an ask, regardless of how random it is. if you like someones content or want to be their friend, feel free to send an ask, anonymous or not! i think this goes without saying but just in case, sending anon hate is heavily frowned upon, its kind of a pussy move as well tbh so dont do it

- other than the occasional weirdo mcytblr/dsmpblr is pretty chill, so try not to start fights in main tags for no reason lol please i dont want to have to migrate to linkedin or some shit. if you see something you dont like, the best move is to just block them and move on. literally just block anyone you dont like itll make everything so much more pleasant i promise. however if you do want to start a fight my asks are always open <3333

overall, just dont be an asshole and have fun!! here are some blogs id recommend following: 

mine lol pls give me clout, @relaxxationattack, @cyani07, @night-and-dae, @otteritos, @esclapo, @periwinklemoonlight, @minecraftsz, @timedeo, @poorlydrawndsmp, @tittybitch, @lnniter​​, @girlbossinnit,​ @trickszie​ (if youre on here we’re mutuals and/or i think you’re really cool so hiiii)

[businessbois]

forget all other hypothetical teams i’ve talked about (except business bay my beloved) this is the true dream mcc team. the only one i care about. like everything we talked about was so good. i both can’t imagine their interactions but can also so clearly picture them in my mind. it would be everything: chaotic, entertaining, wholesome, confusing, delightful. and they would win.

thank you for the team analysis because ill be honest i was just shoving random people together, anyways heres another batch: tommy, quiq, grian, and falsesymmetry

yeah no problem, i love doing this and ay it was a great choice of people. this is another great one. tommy and grian is something i’ve been just thinking about. all the time.

okay automatically, super strong team, pvp talented, but all around sick. i mean you’ve got back to back winner false symmetry: pvp queen, lord grian dreamslayer, and then also two children /j. i would kill for a survival games with these guys. a skybattle as well, i’ve seen all these people do well in skybattle. i think rocket spleef is super strong for them. like quig is really really good, im not sure how points work, but he could literally just kill people and if the others  do the minimum of staying alive, they’d top by far. but also i feel like i remember false being really good at rocket spleef, and tommy’s okay and i feel like grian could be up there too, so they’d go like beyond for that. i think this is really well rounded and i would like to see their team dynamic and chemistry.

[colorsofmyseason]

Mirano’s Concise Guide to Arsenal Football Clown Club – Defenders (Part 1)

Since we're done with the goalkeepers, now let's move on to a set of four (sometimes three or five too according to the needs) people we trust to help our goalies maintaining the sanctity of our net.

Spoiler alert: they don't always succeed.

Arsenal's defense has always been a internal joke within the Premier League for years and I honestly thought if we have the resource to clone Tony Adams then we should (not that we have the money anyway but a girl can dream), and we have had to endure the likes of Shkodran Mustafi and David Luiz in the heart of our defense for years (I'm sorry for naming names. Those people still give me nightmares sometimes). And trust me when I say that if you managed to miss all those dark times, well, lucky you.

But now I can proudly say that we actually do have some people with braincells as our backline who actually try their best so our goalies can take a breath of relief...sometimes.

So, without further ado, let's delve into this!

The first man to be introduced here will be our left-back Kieran Tierney (24), KT for short, for you bayern-blr just imagine a Scottish, left-footed Joshua Kimmich and you'll get him, he's an old school type of player who tucks his kit in and loves defending, enjoys chocolates and rom-com movies, future Arsenal captain for sure, will absolutely scream and yell at his teammates whenever things don't go according to plan

And yes, Arsenal youtube channel rarely uses subtitles for the English-speaking players but they gave one for KT because his lovely Scottish accent needs a subtitle always lol.

This man is also hard as nails, he can very much become the male Elsa because the cold never bothers him, he'll appear in nothing but short-sleeved top and shorts even if Arsenal's playing in the North Pole in the middle of winter, if anything I'm guessing the cold unlocks his special power even

(This is his celebration after scoring a goal against West Brom, in the middle of snow, with his weaker foot. Guess which one is KT lol)

He's a bit injury prone sadly but always gives 200% whenever he's on the pitch, tackles goals assists he has everything in his Tesco bag, why Tesco bag you might ask?? Because forget expensive washbags, plastic bags from Tesco is all he needs to keep his toiletries, this man is humble as fuck, by his own words he's "plain" but it's his simplicity and plainness that endear him so much to us!

Oh Kieran. We love you so so so bad.

Moving on from KT, now we have our resident whore and himbo center back Ben White (24), yes this guy is an Arsenal player, I know, unbelievable, with that kind of name lol so we affectionately call him Benny Blanco, how come the guy with the blandest, whitest name in the world be spicy af but that's just how he is, his every action screams "I'm sexy and I know it", this guy KNOWS he's hot and would use every single chance he has to flaunt his beautiful, flawless tanned skin and tattoos and yes I do sound like a fanfiction writer at this rate and I don't care

I think it's not too much when I say: WOOF.

His price tag was almost as spicy as he looks for we forked out 50 million to get him from Brighton and people were jeering at us for that but I can assure you that amount is much too cheap, he will put his life to defend his boyfriend our goal no matter what, just look at tall Ben White squaring up to his (usually much smaller) opponents and you'll understand why

As a wise man once said, he's too beautiful to be good at defending. And poor Placheta had no chance there, especially with Ben giving him THAT look.

But despite of everything Benny Blanco is a lovable guy who flirts with everyone in the squad loves his teammates with all his heart and soul and always fucks praises them to no end in interviews, he would regularly posts photos of said boyfriends and/or fuck buddies teammates in his instastory at any given occasion, especially ones of his one true love, Aaron Ramsdale:

The Arsenal training camp in Dubai is actually just a front for their honeymoon, trust me. Also Aaron's hand isn't actually on Ben's cr*tch there, of course not

The third defender on this list will be Ben's centre back partner and our Brazilian wonderwall Gabriel Magalhaes (24), Gabriel for short, I personally call him Biel to differentiate him with Gabriel Martinelli, he joined us from Lille last season and it's another transfer we never regret because this guy is MASSIVE, he won Arsenal's Player of the Month for three months in a row when he just came, and this season he goes even stronger, his partnership with Ben has given us the same number of clean sheets as Manchester City so far by the time of writing

(Question here, why are our main CBs both dripping with ink? Lol)

If any of you notice his teeth, yes they're THAT white and THAT perfect, and yes they're veneers, he's lost them TWICE on the pitch so far, but each time we won I think so all's good, he sacrificed those beautiful teeth for the sake of his team

Anyway, Arsenal's defenders are generally something else and Gabriel is no exception, he's actually fought some masked robbers who had followed him home and then tried to steal his car and his watch, he then threatened to beat them up by their own baseball bat, this man has the heart of steel both on and off the pitch I can tell you

But despite all of those, deep inside he's a very sweet and gentle man who loves his fiancee and family, he posts about her A LOT in his instagram which shows how much he loves and appreciates her, also this man's going to be a dad, which he announced this way after he scored our third goal against Southampton:

Hope Baby Magalhaes will grow into such a tall and strong CB like his dad.

So those are three of our defenders, thanks for reading/listening to me and this will be continued in other parts after this. Stay tuned for more!

mirano's concise guide to arsenal (part 3/?)

[melyaliz]

Hidden wishes on broken stars

Fandom: DC / Young Justice 

Summary: He was her boy wonder 

Pairing: Tim Drake x OC 

Notes: I want to say… @the-shadow-of-atlantis (Or was it @xx3fsxx) who had asked for Tim and Faith with “kisses meant to distract the other person from whatever they were intently doing” I just found an empty document with the prompt and ship in my requests folder… whoops 

You can blame all the Halsey I have been listening too. 

All things Faith  

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She gasped in pain reaching to tenderly touch her side, she had at least one broken rib, possibly two. Her breath labored and shallow hitching in the back of her throat with each gasp. 

Metallic, the taste of blood on her tongue. 

Blood.

So much blood. 

Wheezing for air her legs gave out yet again. She knelt for a few moments just trying to focus on the street ahead. Where was she even going at this point? Where could she go? Home was too far away to walk.

Maybe if she could just relax for a moment.

Maybe she could just die. 

Leaning against the hard brick of the abandoned building she let her exhaustion consume her. Brown eyes looking up to the heavens, a sky more gray than blue. There were no stars in Gotham, the lights from the city to bright. 

Nothing to wish upon. 

No hope. 

God, it hurt to breathe.

Maybe this was what she had wanted all along. To pound out all her frustrations and pain. Inflict what life had given to her until life gave her body the same injuries it had inflicted on her heart. 

“FAITH!” the sound of her name. Not the one her little corner of hell called her but her real name. Pulling her back to reality. The smell of the garbage she was resting by mixed with the piss of the city filling her senses.  

This city was piss. 

He stood over her, bright red and yellow enveloping her vision covering her gray starless sky. Kneeling down he didn’t touch her as he looked over her broken. She couldn’t tell what his eyes said behind that mask but the thing line of his lips and his tense shoulders said enough. She had always been better at reading body language.  

“Robin.” it tasted cool on her lips. Like water. 

She didn’t’ realize she was crying until that moment. 

“What…” a hand stopped him. Gripping his arm as her brown eyes fixed on those white cut-outs. Trying to find his gaze. Was he looking back at her? 

“I have a sister… I… she gets sad really easily…” With the sense of reality coming back to her so came her fight. Her will to live. 

“Whoa, don’t talk like that.” he gently lifted up her shirt to see the bruising, assessing the damage. 

“He was hitting her so I gave him some something else to hit.” 

“Oh?” the boy looked up at her again.

“He won’t be hitting anyone any time soon.” it was a dry chuckle. More of a choke if she was being honest. Two broken arms that guy wouldn’t be able to do much really. Too bad his buddies had been right around the corner. Luckily, the girl had gotten away.  

Life really was full of ebbs and flows. 

Her world fogged up again. Swam in front of her. An ocean of colors starting to blur together. 

“We have to get you some… hey, stay with me” fingers took her face pulling her back from the abyss. “Stay awake.” 

“Boy wonder…” she giggled, “Why do they call you that?” 

“It... It’s from a previous Robin.” 

“It’s a wonder you found me.” 

“Can you stand?” 

She moved to do so to prove a point only to feel herself sway slightly. The world shifting under her feet. Tilting as pain raced through her body right to her brain. With the adrenaline gone all she could fee was the pain. So much pain. She felt like she was going to throw up.

Or pass out. 

Two strong hands gripped her helping her stand. “Focus, you need to stay awake. I think you have a concussion.” 

“Oh I defiantly have a concussion.” she giggled remembering getting her head bashed into the brick wall. He had only gotten one shot before she had twisted breaking his arm. They only ever got once shot. 

You only get one shot. 

Only one chance. 

“You need to stop doing this.” his voice was soft as he slowly led her toward his bike. “You’re going to get yourself killed.”

He had said it before and would probably say it again. Like a broken record, he and the Dark Knight warned her to stay off the streets. Over and over they told her to stop. But she wouldn’t stop. 

She couldn’t stop. 

“I found her” he reached up to his ear, 

“Who are you talking to?”

“Batman.”

“Can you just call me a cab?” 

“You need serious medical help.”

“I’m fine.” 

“You’re not! Look, whatever it is your fighting, whoever it is your… this needs to stop. You’re…”

She kissed him cutting him off. Her body swaying forward-leaning heavily on his shoulders. Her ankle might be sprained. 

He tasted like coffee, sweet and warm. She tasted like blood, bitter and cold.

“Can you just take me home please?” 

He nodded studying her. Or she assumed he was, it was hard to tell with the mask. Gently he helped her get on the back of his bike. She rested her head against his back taking in his scent. Warm and milky, it reminded her of mornings with her parents when her dad would have his coffee and her mom would make pancakes. 

Mornings that no longer existed. 

Mornings that would never be again. 

Because, no matter how may rapist’s arms she broke or abusive parent’s hands she stabbed it wouldn’t bring them back. No matter how hard she fought 

They were never coming back. 

“Thanks,”  she whispered into the night as they raced through the streets. The lights blurring past them like streaks of white blades in a gray canvas. Shooting stars burning out across a concrete sky. 

Maybe there were new stars. Maybe they held new wishes. 

Maybe they had just been there this whole time she just hadn’t seen them. 

“You’ll always be my boy wonder,” she said to the wind not knowing if he could even hear her over the engine of his bike. 

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[pumpkinstudylatte]

🌿 tag game 🌿

I was tagged by @buttermilkrusks thank u!

rules: answer 17 questions and tag 20 people

nickname: my actual name is katherine so it’s either rin, kat or whatever you can derive from katherine is totally okay!

star sign: gemini

height: 5.5”

last film I watched: rough night, my favourite comedy! it was my 4th or 5th time watching it but i don’t think it will ever stop making me laugh

favourite musician: all bts members :’) so gifted

song stuck in my head: hit by seventeen

other blogs: @hangul-blr - korean langblr, @pwrlessobvious - main (politics, humour and one direction), @ikke-snakktilmeg - multifandom mess (skam, marvel, star wars, all that jazz)

do I get asks: sometimes but not too often :( pls don’t hesitate and hmu, ask or dm, doesn’t matter. i don’t really have any buddies in the studyblr community which is a bummer :/ (could blame that on me being way too shy to message anyone but shhh)

blogs following: 2,678… about 50% of which are inactive. i’ve started unfollowing all of those recently but it’s quite a boring thing to do tbh

what am I wearing: grey long-sleeve, grey sweatpants and grey socks. i’m in the middle of tidying my room so i needed something more comfy than stylish

dream job: radio journalist, preferably in the music field. having my own radio show on one of the bbc radio stations would be peak happiness but honestly deep inside i dream of running my own farm animal sanctuary somewhere in england

dream trip: sightseeing and getting to live a bit in shanghai!

play any instruments: a little bit of guitar and piano (practicing a lot recently), currently trying to grasp music theory

languages: english and polish, and bits of norwegian and korean (working hard on it right now!). studied german at school but i have a deep dislike towards it so i never really mastered more than the sole basics

favourite food: vegan mongolian ‘beef’ (tofu), i can cook it for dinner for days on end and never get tired of it

favourite song: contrail by moonmoon

random fact: i am a proud mum of a mini dutch bunny named koo !

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[selenecrawford]

The Odd Pair 11

Warning: None on this chapter

Selene's eyes started to open slowly, the soft sound of the rain hitting rhythmically against the window. It made her wish to stay more time in bed. She felt warm, comfortable, the sound of her pillow was pleasant. (Wait, my pillow does not not have a sound). Without thinking, she awaken on a jolt sitting on bed.  Suddenly, she felt her body going for one direction, her soul trying to go to another, the vertigo hitting full force. A pair of hands got her steady before she went to the other side of the bed.

“Hey, are you okay Princess?” Shingen's voice was soft, caring, with a hint of worry.

Selene hold her head closing her eyes momentarily to gain some stability. She felt Shingen's hands and arms holding her gently. Leaning against his chest, a pounding headache started to hammer her head without mercy.

“Oh, God what happened? I'm feeling like a a truck run me over several times.”

Blinking softly she finally focus her sight on Shingen's face which was closed to hers. One look at his eyes, let her she saw how concerned he was. For a few moments they stared at each other, the sound of their own breathing mixed with the rain as their only company. A sudden sharp pang on the head broke the moment.

“Ow, what is wrong with me?.” holding her right side of her head.

“You drank an entire bottle of whiskey with cookies.” Shingen's response was soft a whisper. Taking a look at Selene, he saw her confused and vulnerable. A bit hesitant, Shingen started massaging her nape softly to alleviate part of the tension. He waited for her reaction which seemed to be a bit slower than usual.

“Wait, WHAT?” bad move, as soon as Selene shouted her eyes shut closed, her hands went for her head at the intense pain she felt.  Shingen hold her close to his chest a soft kiss on top of her head while massaging her nape once again carefully.

“Shh, easy, Princess.” he smiled softly. His heart skipped a beat the moment she opened her eyes and looked at him.

Feeling her against him made him cautious, the hangover was his ally for the time being. If he played his cards right, he could turn this around and do what? His thinking stopped at the sudden realization that he wasn't sure what he wanted to do once they stopped this situation. Finding himself against a wall Shingen decided to first help Selene feel better then he will see what course of action he will take.

“Selene, come on. Let's get you some pain killers and food. Also, try not to shout.” he brush a soft kiss against her ear.

The kiss made her skin crawl, in a good way. When the pain lessened she sighed relieved. Shingen came back with a cup of coffee, pain killers and some light breakfast. Folding a small table, he sit next to Selene giving her some pain killers with water. Selene took the medicine, then got a sip of coffee. The situation felt awkward, stealing glances at Shingen, she noticed he was doing the same. He slowly took one of her hands in a reassuring touch. Both stayed in silence not knowing what to do next. For both, this was a new territory, a place where they could choose to be either at peace or at war. The main question now was which one will it be?

“ I know is too early to ask for this. But I hope you can forgive me one day.” Shingen looked Selene directly into her eyes.

Another silence, Selene was in awe to see Shingen, not concealing his feelings like before. He seemed more cautious but at the same time, having a hang over wouldn't let her be as sharp as usual.

“Okay, can I ask you something?” her reply was both an answer and a question.

“Sure, ask me.” Shingen gave her a tender smile encouraging her to keep talking.

Selene's cheeks colored with a faint pink, clearing her throat she asked before losing her courage. “Did I run around naked?” she looked at Shingen expecting the worse. Instead Shingen had to hide his face on his hands, his shoulders were shaking. He was trying so hard not to laugh, in the end he failed. A low chuckle was followed by a loud deep laugh. Selene could only looked amazed how beautiful he looked laughing. Soon she was giggling with him with some wincing from the hangover. The laughter died little by little, until the silence came back.

“To answer your question, no you didn't run around naked. But, you were pretty chatty, and loud.” he replied with a smile.

Looking at her feet, she asked again. “Did I said something embarrassing?” by now her cheek turned up a darker shade of pink.

“No, you were sincere with me. I was jealous, and taking it against you was not the way to do it. Nobunaga, also meddling was not nice either. Anyway, why don't you stay in bed a bit more to rest. I will get you some more water. Today seems to be a day to be at home.” Shingen turned toward to the window.

After this incident both on a silent mutual agreement decided to have a silent truce. Selene took to visit the car repair shop during the day. Shingen kept working on the office at home with the door closed. The pillows went back to their place but during night Selene will just stared at the wall, while Shingen on the other side will do the same.

When Selene arrived to her father garage it was dirty and dusty, it took her several days to put the place in order. Cars were a way to connect with her father but now it was a way for her to organize her thoughts. After leaving town Selene had rough lessons to learn. She noticed how protected she had been, how bruised her self esteem had been. Blaming others was not the right path to take. She had to started from scratch building herself up. When she met her father twenty years later, he barely recognized the woman she was in the present, calmed, collected, even emotionally controlled. His father was shocked to see how much she had changed. It took some work but he learned to accept the new her. Working as a designer had got her great rewards but at the end of the day it was going down the garage and work the motors while listening to the classics that will make her happy. The knock on the entrance took her out of her thoughts.

“Hey Lass how are you?” Masamune entered with a bag from his restaurant.

“Hey, nice to see you too. How is Marlene?” she gave him a quick hug with a soft smile.

“She is good, she wants you to come to dinner at our house soon.” Masamune put the bag on the front desk. Turning around he crossed his arms looking directly at Selene.

“Ok, what is really going on?”

“I'm sorry I don't follow you? Is something going on?” Selene tried to maintain a calmed tone, but this was Masamune. Since children he knew when she was lying or not.

“Oda called me. He told me what happened? So either you tell me what is really going on or I'm going to ask him directly.”

“Ok, Shingen and I had a big disagreement, so we kind of have a silent truce.” her eyes aimed to any place except to looking at Masamune's eye.

“Selene, what do you really want to do?”

“The truth is I don't know, after I left the town I worked hard to make a name for myself. I really don't know what dad was aiming to when he made this testament...” the sound of her voice was tired.

“Shingen, might be on the same boat as you, don't you think?” Masamune took the bad of food and started serving the plates. “Come on, you can't think on an empty stomach. Eat something I made you some rice with beef, if I remember that was your favorite.” his smile made Selene more at ease. Taking a plate Selene started to dig on the food with appetite.

It was passed six when she went back home. She passed the supermarket to buy some ingredients for a new cake recipe she wanted to try. Arriving home she noticed the house was dark, Shingen might still be working at the office. Leaving the groceries at the kitchen she went looking for him. Knocking on the door, she waited for him to say “Come in”, before opening the door.

“Hey, just wanted to see if you need something?” the room was a mess with papers everywhere.

“I'm ok just finished for today. How was your day?” Shingen was polite like always. With a smile she know recognizes as a fabricated one.

“It was ok. I'm done cleaning the garage I might start working on the Shelby. It looks that you and dad stopped working on it long time ago.”

“Yeah, when I decided to go to college, then start the company I spent some years out. How is the car?” the question made her giggle.

“It's fine, still needs work.” after a pause Selene couldn't stay silent.

“It's been a while since I saw your smile. You look beautiful.” Shingen smiled softly making her cheeks blush a bit.

The spots of silence was the only thing making the situation a bit tense.

“What do you want to do with this situation Shingen?” Selene looked at him directly.

“So far I'm doing this so you can keep your things,...” with a shrug Shingen didn't added anything else to the conversation. “What you want from this Selene? Will you like to keep this after the year is over?” Shingen threw the question back at her.

Taking a gambling at the situation Selene, was about to answer when the phone started to ring.

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Fraternization

a Clauses and Contracts story

Chapter One

TW: Adult situations, implied nudity

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Warm morning sun streamed through the window, pulling Duchess from deep slumber. She shifted slowly, stretching as far as her muscles could reach to clear the morning mental fog from her mind. Crisp spearmint wafted through the air on steaming puffs from the nearby bathroom accompanied by the familiar sound of a running shower. The mirror fogged slightly but the open door prevented full cloud coverage.

Duchess sat up to finish her morning stretch when a metallic squeak rang out, signaling the shower’s occupant exiting the stream and stepping into full view of the mirror.

Oh… Good morning to you too!

Her brain raced to remember the name of the honey-eyed best man that could very well put Adonis to shame should the famed god ever wish to experience the sting of failure. Many things from last night crossed her memory; the two glasses of champagne she nursed to keep her wits about her, the dimly lit dance floor of the reception hall, the warm arms she allowed to guide through dances. Those same arms being the ones she spent the night in.

But, damn, what was his name?!

“Like what you see, Duchess?”

A flash of heat crossed her cheeks at the realization she had been caught staring, averting her gaze immediately to the floor. “Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't mean-- I was just--”

His warm laughter at her flubbering was oddly soothing. “It's ok, otherwise I wouldn't have left the door open.”

It was her turn to laugh at her own awkwardness. “I should probably be getting up. I need to sneak back to my room to get ready to see the happy couple off on their honeymoon.”

“You don't have to do that. You can get started here and I’ll get your luggage.” He dressed quickly in fresh clothing and was out the door in the next instant with her key card in hand, but not before twirling a lock of her hair on his way out and motioning toward a covered breakfast.

Certainly know how to treat a girl, don't you, Hideyoshi?

Hideyoshi! That's his name!

She rushed through the fastest shower on her personal record once the door clicked behind him, utilizing the complimentary toiletries provided by the hotel and stepping out just as Hideyoshi returned with her overnight bag. Pointedly focusing on her own reflection, she couldn't help the slight tilt of her lips as she saw him freeze in his tracks through the mirror at the same vision he had given her moments ago.

“Like what you see, Hideyoshi?”

Okay, so maybe he hadn't purred her name like she just did his but the pink coloring his features was definitely worth the effort.

“You might want to text Princess.”

“Why?” Her brows knit in confusion for only the second it took him to cross the distance separating the two of them.

“We're going to be late seeing them off.”

~*~

They weren't terribly late to the departure party. Princess and Nobunaga hadn't even shown up yet by the time Hideyoshi turned in his room key to the receptionist. After their morning interlude, Duchess had agreed it wouldn't be ideal if they arrived together and made her way to the lobby ahead of him. She’d already made herself comfortable in the sunny waiting lounge with a prepared coffee in hand, engaged in lively chatter with the other two bridesmaids as well as Mitsuhide and Masamune-- who was currently taking up the whole couch with his legs dangling off the other end and head rested in the fair haired bridesmaid lap.

“Really, Masa?” Hideyoshi scolded as he halfheartedly kicked Masa’s boots off the edge.

“Really, Hide?” Masa mocked as he resettled in place, tucking the woman under his arm and resting his head on top of hers.

Hideyoshi arched an eyebrow at the duo but kept his thoughts to himself as he sat across from Duchess. She had also noticed the closeness of their friends but continued to sip her coffee with indifference before sitting up and continuing the conversation. “So, what all do you guys do for a living? Princess hasn't said much other than Nobu being a business CEO she met while tailoring his suits.”

“Yes,” Mitsuhide answered. “Of a technologies corporation.”

Duchess sat straighter and her eyebrows arched with new interest. “What kind?”

Mitsuhide simply smirked. “A little bit of everything. Ieyasu is head of a med-tech firm, Masamune is in charge of military research, and I control the communications and security properties.”

A laugh escaped the second bridesmaid who had remained silent until now. “So let me get this straight… Nobu is CEO of a corporation involved in medical, military, and security advancement. Is he trying to be the next Batman?”

Amicable laughter rang through the group a moment and then Duchess’s smiling emerald eyes fell back to Hideyoshi. “What about you?”

“Vice President,” Hideyoshi sat a little taller as he boasted his own title with a grin.

“Don't be shy,” Mitsuhide sneered. “Mother Dearest here doubles as head of Human Resources. As well as meddling in all of our own work.”

A crumpled napkin flew across the open space, pelting the silver haired kitsune between the eyes. “If you kept me updated, like you're supposed to, then I wouldn't have to meddle.”

A familiar chuckle resonated from the other side of the lobby, alerting the group to the newlyweds’ arrival. “Should have known the lot of you couldn't go long without discussing work.”

“Duchess!” Princess scowled down at her friend. “I thought I told you no business talk.”

“We're not discussing my work.” Her emerald depths glittered with such mischief, Hideyoshi could have thought she were related to Masamune in that moment and that edge of challenge was back in her voice. The same one that reignited last night’s flames within him when she purred his name that morning.

“Close enough,” Princess huffed. “I would like everyone to relax and avoid anything business related.”

“You do realize you're talking to Duchess, right?” This from the friend sitting next to Masamune. “You know, borderline workaholic? I'm surprised she's survived this long without checking in at work.”

“Baroness, you know well why I do...”

“Yes, and I also know there are two capable VPs to handle things should the ice queen himself refuse to emerge from his frigid fortress.”

“Eh… ‘capable’ may be a questionable term right now with everything.”

“Anyway!” Princess butted back into the conversation. “It's getting late in the morning and our driver will be here soon so let's get some final pictures done!”

The receptionist was more than capable of taking a few group shots before the gathered bunch split to finally wish the couple well on their honeymoon.

“Hideyoshi, be sure to send me the minutes from the shareholder--” Nobunaga attempted one last order but Princess was quick to shut it down by covering his mouth her hand.

“No. You. Don't. The company will be fine without you for a short time.”

Light hearted laughter echoed through the car drop off. Masamune clapped Nobunaga on the back. “Don't worry, Devil King, it will take more than two weeks to bring down Oda Tech.”

Baroness and Countess gasped sharply at that just as Princess cowarded behind her husband. Duchess froze stock still, all color draining from her face.

“O-oda Tech?” She blinked twice before her thoughts seemed to catch up with her, breaking the spell as hysteria laced giggles bubbled from within. “I am so fired!”

“They can't dictate what you do on your own time!” Princess squeaked from her behind Nobunaga's shoulder.

“I have a competitors fraternization clause, they most certainly can! Oda Tech is listed by name. I have no idea what they did to my boss but that man hates Oda and-- oh God.” All the fury left her as suddenly as it came, freezing her in place with an emotionless mask. “I won't even be eligible for severance… I--I have to go.”

Turning again on her heel, Duchess snatched her bag off the ground and started toward her car before marching back when she realized her mistake. She pulled Princess into a tight hug despite the wrinkle still etched into her forehead. “Have fun! I love you. I'm upset with you right now, but I love you. I have to go. I have to call the photographers to make sure they don't post any pictures yet. Ah, hell! Social media!”

The frazzled ball of nerves continued muttering to herself as she settled into her car and drove from the parking lot. A heavy silence surrounded the three remaining women as they gazed after the tail lights of their friend while the men glanced to one other, each failing to make sense of the scene they had witnessed until Nobunaga finally addressed his new wife.

“Princess, mon amour, would you like to explain and translate what just happened?”

“Uh, no. Not really.”

The fair haired bridesmaid known as Baroness rolled her eyes. “Duchess is a higher-up at one of your rival companies.”

“And Princess thought it a good idea to keep that fact from everyone.” Countess finished.

“Shame,” Mitsuhide smirked. “I do so enjoy networking… from whence does she hail then? What does she do?”

Countess and Baroness pointedly glanced to Princess with tilted heads and strained smiles, preventing her from escaping the topic.

“I was just trying to avoid any awkwardness and, personally, I feel I succeeded. But, if you must know, Duchess is an Executive Assistant.”

“To who?” Nobunaga persisted.

The forced innocence of her smile faltered as she realized avoidance was no longer an option, releasing a single name on a defeated sigh. “Takeda Shingen.”

Hideyoshi had been mid sip of his own coffee when the name choked him, causing him to double over in a coughing fit to push the liquid back out of his lungs.

“Oh?” Mitsuhide’s eyebrow rose with the corner of his smirk. “Looks like one of us networked quite well after all.”

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Prologue

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It had been a long ride. Returning home to Aoba and his own Oshu Castle and Masa couldn’t help but smile. Regardless of his own fatigue, he pressed on his loyal entourage close behind him. 

Azuchi captured his imagination. Every time he returned home he brought with him more and more ideas. Improvements here, some fresh ideas there. Nobunaga had been a good source of information. He had admired the castle town of his Lord. There there was access to a lot of different things, the way of trade was more open thanks to Nobunaga's progressive ideas and laws. 

Masa had seen his fair share of areas and its people struggle. Whether it was famine caused by war or a natural period of truly bad luck. He recalled that one village where the local shrine appeared to almost being buried under a see of wishes and prayers to see the end to their problems with their crops, to just allow their families to survive the drought of basic food required for living. 

He had always felt a keen desire to see his people around him suffer less. His studies with the monks provided him with more knowledge but it was Nobunaga that had really captured his imagination and inspired him. He intended to learn all he could from him, Lord. Aoba and any of the other provinces he acquired would thrive. As the 17th head of the Date clan, he promised this and was determined to see it happen.

—

Early morning and just as the sun rose on the horizon casting away the shade of night Masa decided to do a little bit of an inspection on the area. He had heard tales in the letters from home and from other people after he arrived that there were some traders that had arrived close to home. 

It was not unheard of that the Southern barbarians should be around as they seemed to sail further and further over time in search of new trade connections. Nobunaga was a well-known figure for them and his trade for firearms and beloved konpeito. 

Driven by curiosity Masa mounted his steed and left.

—

The area for trade was rough, and that was probably putting it politely. This was certainly an area he had plans to improve. As he looked around Masa had a vision. It would be a complete overhaul of the remote backwater as the whole place required repairs, improvements and a general facelift. 

Judging from what he could see access from other areas by way of trade seemed to be ok. I wonder if I could find a way to encourage that more? More trade would mean more access to goods. It would mean improvement and enrichment to the quality of life around here. If I can make it happen… no, when I make it happen perhaps I’ll even build a boat.

-Mraah!-

Now, what was that? Masa cast his keen eye over the traders and it fell on one that seemed to have a large collection of pelts. Again this was not unusual but something about this stall caught his eye. the bright colour contrast of it. Something only usually seen in paintings. The rich orange lightly tinted with undertones of warm browns in places and the striking ink black stripes. 

“Good day to you. See something you like?” The voice of the trader called out. He was speaking Japanese even if it was a little slow and broken in places.

“Hi. Yeah, you could say that.”

“Oh, you have a good eye there. This came from China. Beauty isn’t it? It would make a fine addition to any home… perhaps even as an embellishment to some clothing?”

-Mraah-

The same sound cried out again except this time Masa could tell it was coming from the direction of some crates.

“What’s over there?” He pointed behind the trader.

“Mm, oh nothing of concern. I acquired some more stock on my last trip and am waiting for someone to come and collect it.” 

The trader removed the sheet from what was more obviously now a cage revealing something more amazing inside. A bundle of soft fur, patterned the same as the pelts hanging on display paced back and forth. Masa had seen cats there was no doubt it was feline, much larger but still a cat all the same.

Its sleek movements caused its fur to move and fall in a mesmerizing way. The pelt was pretty but it had nothing at all on the living thing. So this is a tiger? 

“What will you do with it?” Masa asked lost in the beauty of the exotic creature.

“I have a man who is interested in its uses for healing. It isn’t a widely known thing here yet but Chinese medicine is becoming a little more popular of late. After he takes what he wants I will have a new pelt to sell.” The trader spoke in an off-hand manner. So that is what he intends to do with it.

Masa crouched down looking through the bars at the small tiger. As if sensing something was different the tiger cub also sat down and stared back at Masa’s blue eye with a pair of bright large orbs of its own. It was wild and new. It was beauty and danger rolled into one large adorable furry package. And yet the plans for such a creature had Masa’s stomach feeling uneasy.

There was cruelty in the world all over. It was just a fact of life at this point. But for whatever reason Masa could not see this cub used in such a fashion.

“Whatever your guy said he’d pay you I’ll double it.”

“Double?” The trader repeated the word a little shocked.

“Yes, and I will give you more than that to take him with me now, alive.”

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The Castle staff were a little shocked, to say the least when their Lord and Master returned from his excursion with a baby tiger. They quickly recovered and made preparations to accommodate the new addition. 

Masa sat in the castle garden watching as the stripy ball of fur prowled around it sniffing the plants and pouncing on leaves that were disturbed by the wind. He had never really thought of owning a pet but when he saw this impudent little kit he felt a connection and just knew he had to have him.

“Mrwah” The cub let out one of the cutest noises Masa had heard as he pounced on Masa knocking him to the ground. 

“What’s wrong little guy? You wanna play?” Masa asked breaking out into an even bigger smile.

“Mraah!”

“Ok ok.” Masa laughed as he played with the creature. the castle staff paused in their daily tasks and watched happily as their Lord played with the cub as if it was nothing more than an ordinary house cat. 

—

The room in the castle prepared for the cub was large. after placing the raw meat on the ground for it Masa watched as it was torn apart and happily devoured. 

“Well, it’s not exactly the most complicated meal I have ever prepared for someone but damn if you don’t make it look good.” Masa laughed at the sight. He was in love with the reactions. The honest, pure, bliss of it. 

Preparing food for others was his simple pleasure in life. Watching the happiness bloom on their face as they took a bite of food he had prepared was as rewarding to him as any victory in battle. And here he had a creature that could give him that feeling and a lot more on top.

When the cub had finished eating it yawned sleepily and plodded over to Masa’s side where the warlord had been sitting on the floor by the wall. With an almost audible flop, it collapsed using Masa’s lap as a pillow. Masa stroked the oversized cat softly relishing the warmth he felt. He’s alive. I saved him right? He’s really alive…

Anxiety he hadn’t realised he had felt when he originally saw the tiger in the trader’s cage bubbled up in him. So that was the uneasy feeling my stomach? Rest now, you’re safe. But I suppose if you are to stay you should have a name.

Clouds that had been traversing the night sky outside parted bathing the room in pale moonlight and the cub purred happily in the quiet room 

“Shogetsu…”

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