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liannelara-dracula · 3 years ago

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hi! could you do headcanons of how the sakamakis are at school? like how they are in the classroom, what cliques they might be in, after school activities etc. ? thank you!

Ryoutei High-The diaboys at school (s + m + t) hcs

Hi Love,

Sorry, this has taken so long, I'm really trying to put this together for you. I'm really glad you asked this because I've been wanting to talk about their school life for so long. Really hope you like it though. :)

-Liannelara

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General hcs (before we begin)

📚Okay, so it’s an academy and a night school, so just keep that in mind.

📚The name of the academy is called Ryoutei High School Academy

📚The town's name (not 100% sure) is Kaminashi.

📚High school in Japan is only three years.

📚School times are: 8:00pm/20:00 - 2:00am/2:00. Lunchtime is 12:00 am/24:00 (canon in a drama cd of theirs)

📚Like most schools, class is about 6-7hrs.

📚The school allows students of all grades to participate in things together.

📚It is a school with lower attendance than a regular school seeing it's an academy.

📚They have school festivals/field trips

📚Everyone who attends is from a rich family (I assume).

📚And you know everyone wears a uniform, but I do picture everyone does alter it to their style. We will get into that later tho.

📚The main school colors are Red, White, and black. Sometimes there are embellishments of gold tho. (not confirmed it just looks this way.)

📚I picture they have a basketball team and cheerleading team.

📚I know they have a music room, and I picture there to be a gym where gymnastics is practiced.

📚I also see that ballet, art, and singing classes are offered.

📚The school has a lot of school festivals and assemblies for all grades.

📚They have school dances and parades too.

📚I could see that some students play baton when they have parades and stuff like that.

📚The school has two stories and a rooftop.

📚Apart from having a cooking class, they also have a library and a music room.

📚Oh, their dad is actually the nurse at the school. (canon)

📚There are clubs and everyone is in their own clique (well most are). But tbh most dl characters are not to keen on cliques.

📚I will say that school in the demon world is completely different tho. (let me know if you want a post about it, it sounds cool!)

Sakamaki

Shu:

📚Third-year, but he is repeating the year as we know.

📚Technically, he would be in college/uni.

📚According to the manga and what I’ve heard people have called him the music-king.

📚I get the vibe that people think he’s like some legend or something.

📚So he gives off the vibe as a cool closed-off rich boy who listens to music.

📚And a lot of girls like him—like, every b!tch has got a crush on this guy or did at one point.

📚I can’t even begin to say how many love letters he must get--and how many women throw themselves at him.

📚He is very popular.

📚Has no rivals but guys want to be better than him.

📚He doesn’t really alter his uniform just has a few buttons undone.

📚He always has his earbuds in and sleeps anywhere.

📚Teachers get mad at him for sleeping in the halls and in classes when he decides to go.

📚He only shows up to music class routinely since it’s the only period he deems interesting.

📚He doesn’t pay attention to anyone though like in class he never utters a word and when he does it’s only because someone is asking him something or if the teacher wants a response.

📚And even then it's not much its usually just three words.

📚Girls gush whenever they get the chance to talk to him.

📚Sometimes he has talked to girls, if they are his partner or if they flaunt their skirt and depending on how short or tight it is around the h!p area he judges their undergarments and makes them feel shameful. But that’s about it.

📚He does the bare minimum to pass so he won’t go to the north pole again.

📚Goes to the school ballet recitals to see the girls dance.

📚Rejects every chick who asks him out—and he has no shame in telling them he’s not interested.

📚Although he might bang one chick for a fling if he feels like it.

📚Gets a bunch of chocolate and love letters during valentines day/white day.

📚He lays down anywhere and likes to get a view up girls’ skirts.

📚He swears girls don't wear shorts under their skirts because they're trying to amuse/sed*ce him.

📚Sleeps in detention, but most of the time he doesn’t show up.

📚Speaking of sleeping, you can find him on benches, on the field, rooftop, in a vacant room, anywhere, even in the janitor’s closet.

📚He isn’t in any groups, labels, or afterschool activities.

📚Since electives/clubs are required, he chooses music-related ones.

📚I know his grades are relatively low but if he tried he’d have better grades than Reiji.

📚Sorry Rei.

📚His desk has collected dust due to never attending.

📚He once had a locker but bc he never attends school they thought it belonged to no one and when the janitor opened it up to clean after the school year was over, it flooded the room with love letters and expired valentines day candies/chocolates.

📚It was a disaster and took hours to clean up.

📚The triplets were so jealous he got so much in one year.

📚Reiji was so mad because he had to write a check to pay off for the damages it caused for the school.

📚It damaged the property with the locker being busted and sticky because of the melted candy. And because of the avalanche of unrequited love letters (over 3000 love letters) and all the candies--it all collapsed on the poor janitor. Costing them even more money to pay off for the guy’s health insurance.

📚 Their father wasn’t pleased at all.

Reiji:

📚A third-year as we know.

📚Seems like a teacher's pet, all the teachers praise him tbh.

📚In class he’s usually quiet unless he notices that the teacher messed up or if he’s giving an answer.

📚He doesn’t show off his intelligence too much tho because it's a poor action for someone with manners.

📚Although he will demonstrate if given the opportunity.

📚His favorite subject is science, more specifically chemistry and he usually likes to do his experiments alone but will work with groups or a partner if he must.

📚He keeps a model image for his family tho because he doesn’t want anyone to catch on to anything.

📚Plus he’s a model student, but he is like annoyed by practically everyone.

📚He has probably been a TA for some classes and he gets to help out his younger brothers.

📚someone please ask about TA Rei hcs. Plz!!! @mikalara-dracula we should make them!

📚Sits in the middle row, probably near the end of a row.

📚Has good grades pretty much everywhere except P.E.. He sucks.

📚If someone is better than him like Ruki, he feels automatically challenged.

📚His rival is Ruki in fact.

📚And so I could see that his locker is like on the opposite side of his so Reiji usually gives him bad looks and vice versa lol.

📚Oh Ruki even shows off the girl he has to Reiji just to annoy him. Like right where the lockers are he’s like making out with her and Rei is annoyed af.

📚His locker is very neat too, it smells like tea.

📚Has a lot of science books in there and possibly an extra pair of gloves, and a handkerchief.

📚Probably has all the shelves and everything all organized.

📚His desk would be just as neat.

📚He has received some love letters and he just finds it amusing.

📚Tries to find out if Ruki receives more love letters than him xDD.

📚Reiji takes them home and reads them and ended up grading them.

📚He keeps them in a box to keep a record and see if the letters he will receive again are from the same people or not.

📚He once got two letters that he graded as an A-minus so he wondered if it was from the same person.

📚He plays detective during this time and once he figures it out he just keeps it to himself.

📚But will tea$e the girl indirectly whenever he is alone with her.

📚One time he got a diss letter but it was written by the triplets but they posed it as a girl writing the letter.

📚He was so confused by it, especially by the slang in it. He thought it was Ruki, but deep down he knew he wasn’t the type to do that.

📚Since electives are required he is probably in cooking class seeing he can put his skills to work. But he feels challenged because Ruki’s in there.

📚They probably debated once about who made a better carbonara dish and the bickering never ended between them.

📚He doesn’t have any cliques he’d been in but he might befriend some nerds and I’m talkin’ hardcore nerds at school to keep an image.

📚Usually he stays after school and a bunch of girls ask for his help and they try to fl!rt with him. (It was mentioned somewhere in the game.)

📚I picture that a lot of girls like him too because he’s smart and he acts polite to them as well.

📚Reiji does date (there’s been implied evidence in the game translations that he has in the past) and when he does it's really to benefit him and his family image.

📚 It’s all fun and games nothing serious. After all, this boi knows that his dad has someone picked out for him already.

📚If he’s in a club, it would be a chess club, as one would assume. The nerdiness gets real in there.

📚 Or possibly a debating club. Or better yet, a nerd-debating club! And as a plus, Ruki’s in there. AND—they’re on opposite debating sides!!!

📚If the school has a student council he’d be a part of it for sure.

📚Usually you will find Reiji in class or if he’s not, he is usually in the laboratory or the library reading a book.

📚If his brothers get in fights he tries to pretend he doesn’t know them.

📚One time his brothers got him in detention and when Ruki found out about Reiji being in detention, he never let him live it down. He tea$es him about it until this day and will randomly bring that subject up if Reiji's trying to impress a girl xDD.

Laito:

📚Second-year

📚Has been expelled/suspended (this actually happened according to a drama cd I just can’t remember)

📚Fl!rt and total playboy.

📚Very popular with the ladies and competes with Ayato.

📚His grades are pretty decent (according to drama cds)

📚He doesn’t study that much tho. Like, he’s just that guy that doesn’t study and f*ckin’ passes.

📚In class he doesn’t talk too much but he is usually sitting in the back or near the back with a bunch of chicks.

📚Fl!rts with the teachers from time to time.

📚Fl!rts in class and if there is a new girl he plans to get to her first before anyone else. It’s a game tbh.

📚The teachers are slightly annoyed by him and disappointed.

📚As an elective class he’d either take French to fl!rt/sweet talk the girls, cooking class, or something like dance so he can brush up on the girls.

📚He also wouldn’t really be in a clique but he’d be around all the girls at school.

📚His rival is really Kou and so there is real competition.

📚Is always banging some chick like no questions asked whether it be in the locker room, classroom, bathroom, or some other vacant room.

📚He usually wears his fedora to school and only takes it off if the teachers demand him, but since it’s in Japan I’m not sure if wearing a hat in class is against the rules.

📚His locker is close to Ayato’s and he honestly hasn’t customized it too much.

📚But inside I wouldn’t be surprised if he has s*x toys and a bunch of condoms in there.

📚His locker probably has some French cologne (Chanel #5), a few books, and some love letters.

📚His desk is clean but not too clean.

📚In the cafeteria he usually is with a chick or with his bro and they’re scheming something together against Reiji or to get a chick.

📚If he brings macarons with him, he likes to share them with the girls he hangs out with. Might even share it mouth-to-mouth with them.

📚P.E. is one of his favorite classes because he gets to see the girls in their short shorts.

📚He has banged every cheerleader at his school.

📚Wouldn’t be surprised if he tried to sleep with of the teachers/subs/staff members.

📚You can find him checking out women and usually in more secluded areas where he can be alone with one chick because he likes getting caught.

📚On days when he wants to be alone he will spend time figuring out crossword puzzles at an empty table.

📚He likes hanging out on rooftops too when he wants to be alone and think.

📚Laito also spends his time there if he is upset.

📚One time a girl confessed to him on the rooftop and he made all her dreams come true.

📚He never rejects the girls tbh and finds it a turn-on if they ask him out, unless they remind him of his mother and even then he just plays d!rty.

📚Oh, he also likes the rooftop because he can drink from someone without anyone knowing.

📚 Will get pissed off tho if someone interrupts him and he’s really down that day.

Kanato:

📚Second-year

📚Preppy

📚He takes teddy to school so he fought for him to have a student ID, and yes he made it possible.

📚I know most of the S brothers are popular at the school but I feel like Kanato and Subaru are the least thought of because they are different.

📚In Kanato’s case it is mostly because of his psychot!c tendencies that people do not interact with him. Although tbh at school it is a rumor.

📚Only some people know that he is crazy, cause if it was really evident, I don’t think he’d be allowed to go to school.

📚Plus the family image is important so he tries his best to like not freak out.

📚A lot of girls also like him bc he is sweet and romantic.

📚Here me out, I know this doesn’t sound like him but remember he has to put on a face and according to the manga if you take out the times where he is not acting up he does tend to be “nice,” and acts “romantically” with Yui. (it’s even in the game translations sometimes.)

📚Plus a lot of people who are psych0 usually have two sides and the side people see more of is usually the one that isn’t really them. It’s typically the one they develop to shield their true emotions. Of course, this varies on the person and the experiences but this is something to keep in mind when getting to know Kanato’s personality. (But again we also can’t apply human psychology to a vampire but sometimes feelings can apply to anything/anyone.)

📚Also, a lot of people who have a split personality may favor one person over the other so let's say there is someone he takes very special interest in and possibly loves, there is a chance that he may appear quite normal around them. If this is the case, I think you are able to see their true side which is where we witness Kanato’s romantic gestures seeing that he likes the girl he is with.

📚Regardless of this he does have a s*x drive and is pretty fl!rty so he can definitely get with the girls at school if he tried. But he doesn’t try because he just doesn’t like any of them—it’s pretty rare if he has a crush on anyone.

📚He loves it when it’s valentines day and girls confess to him. Of course, this doesn’t mean he is going to say yes to them.

📚As it is seen in anime he sits in the back of the class.

📚Doesn’t talk in class and hates it if teachers ask him questions.

📚“Can’t you see I wasn’t participating?!” He’d hiss at the teacher. “Why do you have to ask?!”

📚Sometimes he volunteers or whatever but don’t ever ask him, he has to opt-in.

📚Eats candy in class because his desk has a candy stash.

📚His desk is not that messy tho.

📚He has some books that have collected dust tho bc he never touches them.

📚Favorite class is either music or cooking class.

📚For after-school activities he’d either be in a sewing club or glee club.

📚He is also not in a clique tbh, he’s kinda on his own but a lot of girls like him.

📚It’s rare if he throws a tantrum bc he has to keep an image but sometimes he loses it.

📚Usually you can find Kanato in the cafeteria eating cake or some sweets, on the rooftop singing, on the steps of the stairs or on a bench playing with Teddy.

📚If he has an interest in a girl he will ditch his class most times and wait outside of her class just to talk to her.

📚I also picture that if she has class on the second floor he waits on the steps of the stairs to talk to her.

📚He is also such an attention seeker so when he is around a bunch of girls he will act sweet or even play victim so that they pamper him.

📚The girls literally make him food too.

📚He gets love letters too and he usually writes back, because believe it or not he typically knows who likes him and who doesn’t.

📚The only time he really gets in trouble is when someone takes Teddy away or ruins his cake. Then he lashes out.

📚He does bully some girls tho, especially the one he really likes.

📚Might have some interest in a new girl if she is cute.

📚Even tho a lot of girls like him he doesn’t sleep with all of them or anything like that. He just thinks they have to earn that.

📚Usually he picks a different girl out of the crowd to mess with. So if there was someone he liked it wouldn’t be in the circle he’s usually around.

📚It would be some other girl he finds pretty and his main goal is to k!ss her tbh, and I see that with one girl that he liked he got to do this. The girls are jealous but he tells them they have to let it go.

📚Oh yeah and he is a fl!rt if you haven’t noticed, he usually manipulates the girl if he wants a k!ss or something.

📚Apart from this he doesn’t have good grades cause he just doesn’t care to do his work.

📚Oh in his locker it’s purple inside and he keeps an extra outfit for Teddy in there, l!pstick from a girl, and something that belongs to his crush.

📚It has a purple lock, and it smells like a candy store.

Ayato:

📚Second-year

📚A jock and a boi for life.

📚Mr. Popular

📚He’s on his school’s basketball team.

📚His rivals are Shu, Shin, Kino, and Laito (sometimes).

📚But he’s okay with Laito bc he hooks him up with chicks, so it’s pretty fair.

📚P.E. is his favorite class.

📚Cause he gets to see the girls in their sport clothes.

📚However, he does like cooking class because he gets to eat food and begs people and the teacher to make takoyaki.

📚And plus girls make him food.

📚After school he is playing basketball.

📚If he’s not on the basketball court he’s either talking to a girl/cheerleader, getting in trouble or in the cafeteria getting snacks.

📚He fl!rts a lot and is probably hanging with a group of jocks like him.

📚They all keep a record of which girls they screw and whose done the most, all in one book the boys keep among them.

📚He keeps the notebook in his locker and Laito is also a participant.

📚Ayato makes sure he has the highest score and is the “best.”

📚So yes, he fl!rts with girls all the time.

📚Oh and if there is a new girl, he’s going to try and impress her so hard.

📚A lot of girls like him too cause they’re like “he’s so hot!”

📚Has terrible grades like C average but he does have some Ds and Fs.

📚Tries to bribe teachers to have better grades with money or by doing favors for them bc he doesn’t want his dad to get mad about him not passing. He believes he’s gotta hustle because his personal life is more important to him.

📚Never tries tho.

📚But does cheat all the time.

📚Usually Kino gives him the answers but there’s a price to pay.

📚It could be anything but the biggest thing he ever did in order to pass the benchmark tests, so Kino dared him to go streaking.

📚And as expected Kino made a vine out of it.

📚Is in summer school/remedial classes tho.

📚Is actually pretty stupid and clueless.

📚Has been in detention with his brothers one too many times.

📚Even with Reiji because he got him in trouble once. During that day of detention, Reiji kept advocating that he shouldn't be there and that it was a mistake to punish him.

📚And when Ruki found out about Reiji being in detention, he never let him live it down. He tea$es him about it until this day and will randomly bring that subject up if Reiji's trying to impress a girl xDD.

📚He tries to act like he doesn’t know who Rei is because he is embarrassed by him. And he does this to Subaru especially because he thinks he’s weird.

📚But Subaru will just sock him.

📚He’s also a per.v so he does peak in the girl’s locker room.

📚Has a few ex’s at the school too but they’re just girls he made out with for two hours. Literally.

📚Makes sure he’s always in the yearbook every year. Also tries to be on the front few pages of it and will literally advocate for this.

📚In class he sits in the back and hardly knows what’s going on.

📚Tips his chair all the time and one time it backfired on him.

📚And Kino was laughing his a$$ off.

📚He is extremely annoying and teachers are disappointed in him. And so is Rei.

📚Kinda like a class clown.

📚Passes notes and texts during class, and will make excuses to leave.

📚Will bully the freshmen and girls that he thinks are fun to mess with.

📚Eats candy in class or chips.

📚He asks stupid questions to derail the class so that the teacher forgets what they were supposed to do in the first place.

📚He gets dress coded but the teachers eventually gave up.

📚He’s gotten citations before too, mostly for just swearing in class.

📚His locker is messy just like his desk, papers and books are everywhere.

📚He gets love letters but wayyyy less than Shu.

📚His lock is red and the combo is the year he was born in. (I picture all the boys have their lock combo set to the year they were born in.)

📚The locker has his basketball, his sports clothes, the notebook we talked about, and even snacks.

📚It smells like sweat tho, and its just a mess. He probably even has cheez wiz or something else that's gross and expired from five years ago. He says it’s still good.

📚In his desk he has gadgets that he uses that will distract everyone in class.

📚One time when he was in Reiji’s SI session for science and he pressed on his remote to have the disco ball come out play music. Something he set up with Kino and Shin after school was over.

📚He’d even take out the screws out of the teacher’s chairs, that way they will just fall when they sit.

📚Most of these pranks are done with his brothers, sometimes Shu joins.

📚He will ask Kino or Shin to help him out if its a really big prank tho.

📚And Reiji just scolds.

📚Sticks gum under the teacher’s desk or under the wheels of the chair.

📚Pulls pranks on the teachers and Reiji gets so mad.

📚Has even messed with the principal's microphone and Reiji really lost it with him.

📚He also messed with the clocks once just to get out early, it went on for a week before the teachers caught on.

📚Egged one of the teacher’s cars and even TPed their house.

📚Makes sure everyone is following him on his social media.

📚His backpack has anything but books, it’s stuffed with papers and tools to jack up the place.

📚He has drama class with Kino and so they made this (watch from 1:25 - 1:54)

📚There was another time when Laito and him were waiting for Rei to SI a class and this is what they were up to. (watch from 8:16 - 8:25)

Subaru:

📚First-year

📚Is actually a loner.

📚But does get in fights especially if there is a guy harassing his crush.

📚Or if someone insults him and tries to pick a fight with him.

📚Doesn’t have the best grades but tries.

📚He’s so emo, so a lot of people don’t talk to him.

📚So he doesn’t have a group or anything like that.

📚He doesn’t have a favorite class unless the girl he likes is in that class.

📚Then he can’t help but blush.

📚Something he might like is art or music tho because it can be calming.

📚For after school activities he might be in something with music or art to take his mind off things.

📚Or maybe wood carving because it takes his mind off things and I could see him being really talented that it impresses people.

📚I could see he knows how to sketch and so he sits on the bench and listens to emo music after school.

📚After school he is usually in study hall trying to fix his grades or he’s (discreetly) following his crush around.

📚He has been in detention with his brothers (except Reiji) and oh god if Laito is there it will end in another fight, and possible suspension.

📚He also probably sits in the back, or at the end of the middle row.

📚Doesn’t talk a lot in class, tries to listen tho.

📚Gets flustered if he’s asked to explain and he doesn’t know what to say because he’s been thinking/staring at his crush.

📚Most times tho he just answers the best he can.

📚Has slept in class before.

📚The teachers worry about him, and he probably likes his music teacher bc she’s nice too him.

📚His locker has scratches and sometimes notes, not very nice ones either. Probably has stickers that are emo phrases plastered on the outside of his locker as well.

📚Has band posters in his locker.

📚It just has books, an extra jacket (probably leather), his headphones, music albums (80s/90s goth era—things like K!SS, Motley Crew, ACDC, Manson, etc.). He has a man's journal with very personal findings too.

📚He writes in it everyday.

📚After school you can usually find him under a tree where he writes in his journal, usually about his thoughts, regrets, what happens, or about his crush. And there’s a lot of crumbled up pages because sometimes, he gets upset, rips them and then regrets he did it and puts them back in.

📚But it’s not cringy, it’s actually sad.

📚He’s quiet poetic actually, and if someone ever got a hold of it I think they’d feel pretty bad when reading his life.

📚Has some photographs in it, probably about the girl he onced like but had to make a decision on letting her go seeing his family would get involved.

📚You can also find him on the rooftop, in detention, study hall, or outside.

📚His desk is a bit of a mess but not too much, he keeps something that belongs to his crush in there too.

Kino:

📚Third-year

📚Doesn’t have a rival, but sometimes Shu gets on his nerves bc chicks loves him for no reason.

📚Has a few small tattoos, but not in areas where teachers can see since there's a rule about students not being allowed to be tatted.

📚Fl!rts with chicks all the time.

📚Makes a competition out of it with Ayato as I’ve said before.

📚Would so smack a random girl's a$$ while walking past her in the halls and then give her a sm!rk and wink in return cuz he's hot like that.

📚Will make out with a random chick in the halls and lives for getting caught by a teacher. He'll just sm!rk and play it off smugly.

📚Has a lot of flings, unlike Ayato who just brags about it but never actually does anything.

📚If he really likes a girl he won't stop bothering her, in fact he’ll go in her class and act like he’s in the right class.

📚Is on his phone 24/7 and the teachers get so mad.

📚Tries to keep his headphones in the entire time he’s in class.

📚He also pretends to be listening to music with his headphones, but realistically, he's just listening in on girls' conversations.

📚Records in class, especially if Ayato’s about to do something stupid.

📚Tries to make vines in class too.

📚Is actually smart but doesn’t try.

📚Tries to be paired up with girls so he can bribe them into doing all the work.

📚Sits with his feet on the desk in the back of the class.

📚Teachers don’t like him.

📚His favorite class is P.E. because he gets to see the girls practice cheer, and see them run on the track.

📚Everyone at school knows him and follows his social media.

📚He’s on the basketball team with Ayato.

📚Gets into detention with him all the time.

📚Gets a lot of love letters.

📚His locker is next to Ayato’s and he probably has the outside customized with band stickers.

📚It has an extra jacket, some random items, definitely another mobile device, rap and punk rock albums.

📚Other game-related objects, and multiple pairs of headphones.

📚Listens to a lot of rap music, and is really into female rappers.

📚And such lyrics give him ideas as to how he wants to eat a girl out.

📚Knows how to rap as well, and on school karaoke nights, he challenges Ayato to a rap battle and he always wins.

📚For after-school activities he is in a band and has an electric guitar.

📚Orders guava juice at the cafeteria and doesn't give a damn if people think it's weird.

📚You can usually find him in the cafeteria, basketball court, anywhere with Ayato, on his phone, or with a girl in the locker room.

📚Tries to get peaks in the girl's locker room with Ayato.

📚Has snuck alcohol in his thermos.

📚Condoms in his wallet or back pocket. Because he’ll find the time to bang a chick in between periods.

📚He is a jock so he’ll be around Ayato’s group and the band he’s with.

📚Like Ayato, he pranks teachers and staff as well; and even joins Ayato's antics sometimes and will try to make a vine out of it.

📚Ayato and Kino may start a food fight out of pure boredom in the cafeteria.

Mukami

Ruki:

📚Third-year

📚Is also very popular, more than Rei.

📚The girls think he’s hot.

📚He acts very sweet but he is also cold but the girls live for it.

📚Pro at math and history.

📚He’s been around for a long time so he knows so much history, a good amount he witnessed it too.

📚His favorite classes are math, history, and cooking class.

📚Is probably a T.A. and S.I. for math.

📚His rival is Rei.

📚So as you can imagine cooking class is just food wars/hell’s kitchen. It getz real.

📚Ruki likes to compete against Reiji all the time, he finds it fun.

📚Mostly cause he knows he’s better but will be worried if something seems a bit off and Reiji is scoring some points.

📚He will impress all the girls that spend time with Reiji just to make him mad.

📚Since he’s smoother with the ladies he rubs it in Reiji’s face that he can get any girl he wants.

📚As I said in Reiji’s part their lockers are across from each other on opposite sides so he will k!ss/make out with a girl against the lockers in front of Reiji.

📚You can find Ruki in the library most time but when he isn’t there you can find him reading outside, in the study hall helping others, solving a puzzle, being nice to girl, or making out with a girl in the library.

📚I see that the school may have given him a job to help out the librarian and so a lot of girls come to ask him for help.

📚For like no reason even, they ask where a book is or like they don’t need anything they just want to talk to him.

📚He thinks it’s amusing but kind of annoying.

📚Would be so attracted to a girl if she wasn’t interested in talking to him and came to the library often but never asked for help.

📚He like wants to know that girl.

📚Enjoys the job bc it's quiet and he gets to sort books there, plus it makes Reiji feel challenged because teachers like him and he’s helping the school.

📚Ruki would also be part of the student council if the academy offered it.

📚He isn’t bad at P.E. he’s just not big on it.

📚For after-school activities he would either be in nerd debate club, chess club, or better yet, a book club.

📚And you can only imagine how many girls tried to enter these clubs.

📚In class Ruki sits in the middle of the middle rows.

📚He is relatively quiet but will stare at a girl (in a hot way) and get her to look back which makes the teachers annoyed if they notice.

📚Knows the answer to like everything so the teachers hardly call on him but he will correct the teachers, especially with the history dates.

📚And if Rei answers a history question with the wrong date, Ruki’s all for it on correcting him- but this rarely happens.

📚Keeps a low profile but a lot of teachers like him seeing that he turns in the work and is a model student.

📚He’s always been asked to help out since he acts nice, which he isn’t mean but he can be cold.

📚This is the reason why some people feel intimidated to approach him.

📚His locker is average but neat.

📚He keeps a lot of books in there and he also keeps a diary, he has a few, I see it. But they are under a lock and everything.

📚This way, Kou never reaches them.

📚His locker has a musk scent like his cologne.

📚It is clean and keeps spare stationery items, a locket which might mean something to him, and the undergarments of the girl he’s currently seeing.

📚Gets a lot of f*cking love letters, more than Kou.

📚But if anything they are not love letters, they just thirst letters. lol

📚The school has dances and he participates only when he has a gf bc she wants to go and he’s actually pretty good.

📚He does rehearse with his date and bc he’s a vampire he’s been around for a while so he knows a lot of different dances.

📚So be prepared for surprises; although I will say he doesn’t like to show his moves, he’d have to really like the girl to do that.

📚He’s also incredibly sweet if he cares about someone so if he cares about a girl she is lucky.

📚The girls at school love this side of him and gush about it.

📚Personally, I don’t think Ruki has a group he hangs out with at school.

📚Ruki is probably with Yuma and Azusa but usually he’s by himself in the library. Kou is busy with his fangirls.

📚Tho he does act respectfully when around others so people like him and sometimes talk to him.

📚Yuma and Kou usually cause problems and so he apologizes for them.

📚Oh although Ruki isn’t rivals with Ayato (I know they say he is but i don’t see it, i mean ya’ll what even is Ayato compared to dis man?!) I do think he likes to make Ayato feel challenged.

📚But Ruki’s not worried because he knows he’s better than him.

📚He has the best grades out of his brothers without even trying tbh.

Yuma:

📚Third-year

📚Doesn’t have a rival but he dislikes Shu a lot.

📚He usually helps Azusa so he doesn’t get bullied plus he knows people will try to pick on him.

📚So he protects him a lot of the time.

📚He’s gotten into fights and Ruki tells him not to do it again over and over but he never changes.

📚”Ruki, man, I lost my cool with those @ssholes.”

📚”Yuma, you have to control yourself, they’re only humans remember?”

📚Has decent grades, he doesn’t like not passing so he does put in the effort.

📚It’s mostly because he’s not lazy and hates slacking no matter what it is.

📚So he’s always productive, and as you can imagine he does well in P.E. mostly cause he has a lot of strength.

📚Coaches want him on the team bc he’s tall.

📚I know he’s not arrogant but I think he does like to flex about his strength just a little deep down but not very much.

📚Because Yuma is strong I see that helps out with caring things if the teachers ask or if the school is setting up for festivals the Mukamis usually help out and he’s always carrying heavy boxes for them.

📚If he notices one of his teachers has too many things in their hands he offers them help.

📚Bc he’s tall he’s always asked to sit in the back so other students can see, which he does.

📚There was one time a girl asked if they could switch sits bc she was much shorter than him and so he felt bad for not noticing earlier.

📚Didn’t mind giving up his seat. Although if he liked the girl he’d just tell her to sit on his lap or that if she wanted to switch seats that automatically makes her his.

📚He doesn’t talk much in class it’s only if he’s supposed to or if he has a question about the work.

📚But usually he’s just listening and doing the work.

📚He always has his hair tied up and I swear girls would d!e to see it down.

📚Not in a clique, he’s either with Azusa or Ruki, helping someone, or is on his own in class. Sometimes he’s just chilling.

📚Although if the school had a garden, he’d be all for it.

📚Used to be on one of the school's sports teams but he doesn’t do it anymore.

📚After school, he is either in study hall, or in a club since it’s required. And if he had to be in a club, it be something like cooking or something to do with horticulture. Even something regarding handy work- he likes it.

📚His favorite class is probably cooking class because it’s about food and P.E. because he can be outside.

📚Although the Mukami’s are pretty popular especially because of Kou people are intimidated by Yuma because he’s very loud and he’s got a deep voice.

📚So most do not approach him because of this but there are still girls who do like him, though I think he is bothered way less than Ruki and Kou.

📚And he honestly prefers it that way bc he can’t stand a crowd of teenage girls gushing over him.

📚Sure, this would boost his ego up but he finds fangirls annoying. He just can’t stand the screaming or outbursts of excitement.

📚You can find Yuma usually in study hall, helping out Azusa, in detention bc he got in a fight to protect Azusa or bc Kou annoyed him.

📚You might even find him outside just thinking or on the rooftop just sitting around.

📚His locker is a little messy, not too messy but a little sloppy.

📚It probably has a dent or two in it bc of previous fights or whatever.

📚He keeps books for school, a jacket/sweatshirt, stuff for Azusa considering that he might forget, spare keys to the mansion, a hair tie, has a gardening journal and he does add to it. Has small plants which he takes care of.

📚The locker smells like herbs so it’s actually not bad.

📚He might even keep extra items that he has to return, like if the girl he likes loses something and he finds it he keeps it in his locker until he sees her again.

📚his desk if he were to have one, i know most hs don’t but it would be the same deal as his locker not sloppy but smells nice.

📚He ignores Kou and tries to avoid him since he does find him annoying.

📚One time he got a love letter and he didn’t know what to think of it. He felt bad seeing he didn’t feel the same and he was a little surprised.

📚He gets them sometimes but it is rare, usually he pretends like he didn’t receive them bc he doesn’t know what to do with them.

📚Keeps Kou in line if he tries to blow their cover because he was thirsty.

📚Has probably gotten slips for cursing.

📚If he liked a girl he’d be the biggest jerk to her by tea$ing her all the time. And he doesn’t crush on many people- it’s not common.

Kou:

📚Third-year

📚His rival is Laito.

📚And oh boy, they go from one girl to the next.

📚They're always trying to see who received the most love letters.

📚He is surrounded by his fangirls a lot of the time.

📚His locker is filled with loved letters and fan mail.

📚Paparazzi take pictures of him.

📚He likes it but he does kinda hate it and wishes the girls would leave him alone at times.

📚In class he is the pretty boy and usually he distracts the girls which gets him in trouble.

📚He sits on the end of the middle rows or in the middle he doesn’t care honestly.

📚He somewhat studies but not a lot.

📚Will have one of his fangirls do his work and Yuma gets mad at him and calls him lazy.

📚If he has an interest in a girl he doesn’t pursue it bc of the fans.

📚In one of the mangas I believe he let Yui get bullied so only tells you how much he will be involved or be of help.

📚After school activities he might join a dance, drama, or glee club.

📚His favorite class is music and P.E. because he can socialize.

📚Encourages Azusa to get out there.

📚He gets into arguments with Yuma a lot which is why he does get in trouble.

📚He’s also a two-faced b!tch so some people don’t like him.

📚The group that he is in consists of girls, it’s really just the fan club at his school tbh.

📚He also hangs out with his brothers sometimes.

📚His locker is pink on the inside, there’s candy, a cat poster, extra clothes, a headset, outfit accessories, and music albums he likes.

📚Listens to LDR on repeat and other indie artists.

📚His locker probably smells like starbursts or some cologne he advertised.

📚It’s not very messy he has some shelves for his books and the locker has stickers on the front of it.

📚There is a good stack of fanmail in there too.

📚His desk doesn’t have much either it's just the school books and some candy.

📚He doesn’t get in trouble often either.

Azusa:

📚Third-year

📚He doesn’t have a rival he’s too nice.

📚He may have been suspended for showing his knife collection though for show-n-tell.

📚A loner, he doesn’t seem bothered by it but his biggest fear is not being acknowledged.

📚He probably likes this one girl in his class but he knows better than to approach her.

📚So he just admires her from afar and that's about it.

📚He doesn’t get love letters, not really.

📚Sits in the front or middle rows of seats.

📚He doesn’t really care, his grades are poor so he is in a lot of remedial classes to better understand.

📚Yuma is usually with him to help him pass.

📚It doesn’t surprise me if he’s slept in class before either.

📚A lot of people find him strange considering he has a lot of bandages and talks slow.

📚Realistically, I’m not surprised if people avoid him bc they can’t understand him.

📚They might think he’s mental bc he talks slow.

📚People don’t know much about him tho.

📚His locker is pretty vacant and has red stains on the front. (it’s his b!ood from his wounds but no one thinks its that.)

📚He keeps gauze in there, bandages, books for school, a hoodie, and probably a small knife.

📚If he had a desk it’s the same thing, he’s simple.

📚Doesn’t have a favorite class.

📚You can find him with his brothers, alone sitting on a bench, in the bathroom fixing his bandages, in the nurse's office, or talking to himself.

📚He’s actually nice and fails to realize it so he gets let down a lot.

📚Every time he approaches people it doesn’t really work.

📚Not surprised if he got bullied at first but Yuma stepped in and changed things.

📚No one will ever mess with him after that.

📚I feel like he felt bad for one girl who didn’t have lunch once so he asked Yuma for an apple and gave it to her bc he felt sorry for her.

📚It didn’t last very long bc the girl thought he was strange after hearing things.

📚It hurt his feelings afterward.

Tsukinami

Carla:

📚Third-year

📚Okay according to the games it was said that Shin and Carla were posing as exchange students from England when they attended Ryoutei High School. So it leads me to think that they’ll fake their accents to make it believable—and I mean they’ve been around for thousands of years so it’s not hard to believe that they could fake it.

📚Although his bro is the type to fl!rt with girls so he can get what he wants, Carla makes sure he doesn’t get out of hand and keeps him in check.

📚I could see him constantly scolding his younger brother all the time.

📚Doesn’t have a rival cause he’s better than that.

📚In class, he probably sits in the middle row but honestly he doesn’t care where he sits, but I don’t think he’d sit in front bc he is tall.

📚He probably did once and the teacher asked him to move bc he was too tall and he doesn’t like to talk about it.

📚Doesn’t ask questions, he’s so quiet it’s scary—and it honestly makes him look more intimating than he already does. He doesn’t really have an approachable persona.

📚If girls ask for his number he is heavily confused, mostly because he’s not very familiar with the technology.

📚He does have to act polite though to keep a good image—plus, he’s well mannered in general.

📚A lot of girls are interested in him tho.

📚So he does get some love letters and boy is he confused.

📚Shin had to explain it to him and he was still weirded out.

📚He acts like they’re silly and pretends to throw them away but he actually keeps them hidden away so no one can tea$e him for it.

📚He’d be dy!ng to figure out who it is though.

📚He’s not really a part of any cliques- he kinda just does his own thing in the sense that he goes to school and then goes home while making sure Shin isn’t causing any trouble.

📚His fav class is probably art class as you may have guessed it. If the school has a painting gallery, he’s all for it.

📚However, he gets quite critical with the pieces on display since they’re probably done by students. He’ll say they have potential, but they’re nothing like the classic/ancient artists.

📚His locker is rather neat. He pretty much just keeps what he needs for school in there.

📚He doesn’t understand why some people decorate them, he just finds no use for it and finds it kinda juvenile.

📚He’s not really into any modern fandoms of any sort, so it only adds on to why he doesn’t understand why some students decorate them.

📚Shin pranks him—like, all the time.

📚Like, there was one time when he opened his locker and it squirted water at him.

📚There was another time when he had obnoxious and loud music play from it since he opened it.

📚After those incidents, he’s honestly scared to open it and worries something will happen.

📚If he had a desk it’s the same as his locker, nothing special.

📚His uniform is a mess in all honesty. I mean, seeing what Rejet did with his character, you really can’t tell what’s going on right upfront with his outfit.

📚It just looks like a chaotic mix of patterns and colors even though the prominent shade is black- it looks like an unfinished outfit, or that they just grabbed whatever from the lost and found and put it on him xDD.

📚Tbh, he looks more like he’s dressed up as a character for a school play, than an actual student.

📚Also, I don’t understand how he’s never tripped over that long-a$$ scarf he wears. Like, how??

📚Girls have asked him out and have even fl!rted with him and he couldn’t even take a hint.

📚Especially if it’s something like “Shoot your shot” kind of thing.

📚And Shin is just laughing cause he’ll have to explain it to him later.

📚Since he’s an exchange student from England and is probably faking a British accent (no one suspects it’s fake tho), some girls have said his accent is cute and he just doesn’t know how to take it because he’s so embarrassed by their commentary.

📚Because he’s old and old-fashioned he thought that a lot of the girls were prostitutes at first based on their attire, but that was until Shin told him otherwise.

📚He doesn’t like P.E. because they told him he couldn’t wear his scarf. It ruins his day every time.

📚Plus, he has to wear the school’s P.E. uniform that consists of a t-shirt and shorts and he just feels so exposed since he’s used to wearing layers of vests and jackets (scarf included haha).

📚“How shameless. I feel like a n@ked brute.” He’d think.

📚And he has to take his gloves off and it’s just torture to him because again, he’s not used to exposing himself that way.

📚He ties his hair up in a ponytail for P.E. and the girls rave about it while he’s just embarrassed.

📚He hates the physical exam checkups because he doesn’t want to be shirtless, meanwhile Shin is all for it since he gets the excuse to show off.

📚And every time he has to take his shirt off, girls are all over it which leaves him to blush and this honestly embarrasses him even more.

📚You can find Carla at the cafeteria getting coffee, reading, in the art gallery, at the school's theatre, or outside probably in a secluded area of the school just sitting down and relaxing and waiting for next period.

📚He doesn’t really participate in sports, but because his extracurriculars require one, he took on dodgeball only because Shin suggested it.

📚At first, he had no idea what it was or how it worked. It took a few rounds to fully understand, and this was because Shin didn’t explain the rules to him, and he just kept getting Carla out every round.

📚Once Carla figured out how the game worked, there was no stopping him, especially when Shin was on the opposing team.

📚To get him back for not explaining the game to him, he aimed the ball so hard at him that it pushed him back into the gym’s wall, which left everyone astonished.

📚After that, he became everyone’s top pick for their dodgeball team and is regarded as a top player in school for that sport.

📚In general, he doesn’t really go for everyone else and makes sure that his magic sends the ball Shin’s way to get him out. And he of course knows he can’t go that hard with human players, so he goes easier on them, but with Shin or any other supernatural creature that may play, he has no mercy on them.

Shin:

📚Second-year

📚(in case you didn’t read Carla’s know this) Okay according to the games it was said that he and Carla were posing as exchange students from England when they attended high school. So it leads me to think that they’ll fake their accents to make it believable and I mean they’ve been around for thousands of years so it’s not hard to believe that they could fake it.

📚They’re like experts at lying and covering their @sses.

📚So I could really picture Shin calling every girl “Love” or “Sweet Heart” wouldn’t that just be hot? In a British accent? I think it would be.

📚Plus, I mean he’s a ladies' man, so he likes charming girls to do what he wants.

📚It makes it easier for people to not catch on if he’s convinced enough people.

📚He’s also more of a fl!rt and a per.v (openly) than Carla is. (But Carla is also a per.v.)

📚Doesn’t have a rival because he doesn’t think there’s a point. He thinks he’s better than everyone anyways.

📚In class, he sits in the middle row close to the back.

📚He’d totally sit in front of the girl he likes just cause he’s taller and it would make it harder for her to see.

📚And he wouldn’t give up the seat if she asked him to move, he’d just tea$e her endlessly about it.

📚He’d literally always gives that girl a hard time.

📚Bribes girls into doing his homework for him and tries to sweet-talk teachers to get out of doing exams.

📚Carla has to constantly scold him about this, saying that it's not good for their family image, but he never listens.

📚His grades are so-so- it’s not too bad but he hardly turns stuff in on time.

📚In general tho, at school a lot of people know him, and girls like him. There is a fair amount of them fawning over him.

📚And he digs it bc he has so much confidence.

📚Typically he and his brother have familiars drive them to school but sometimes Shin likes to go in his wolf form.

📚And Carla tells him not to go in his wolf form since it means he’ll be n@ked afterwards but Shin just tells him he’ll bring his backpack to change.

📚So yes, he’s gone to school n@ked and casually changed in the boy’s locker room.

📚Some girls have seen him sneek into the boy’s locker room n@ked, but he doesn’t care. At times, he’s even shown off and acted pretty cocky about it since he was giving them a whole scene.

📚His favorite class is either P.E. bc he can watch the girls or something like literature, history or a poetry class.

📚As for after-school activities he is probably in the basketball club since it is canon that he knows how to play.

📚Though he does like to watch the dance recitals and watch the girls.

📚And as you can imagine if there is a girl that piques his interest and she’s part of something like that he definitely wants to go.

📚You can find Shin in a lot of places, talking to cheerleaders/other girls, getting into fights, sweet-talking some girl up against his locker, playing basketball, in the yard staring at nature, or even him peaking in the girls locker room with Kino and Ayato.

📚Although If he had to be in a clique it’d probably be with jocks. Tho he’s not a part of that silly record Ayato keeps about girls regarding who’s nailed who.

📚Has gotten love letters before and thought it was very amusing.

📚When it comes to his locker I’m sure he decorated it, and it’s for two reasons, one bc he needs to blend in and appear like any other teenager, and two because it looked like fun to him.

📚Even tho he’d never admit it.

📚Shin’s locker is pretty clean for the most part, might have some scratches, it smells like his cologne that’s like a musk.

📚He keeps spare clothes in there bc when he changes out of his wolf form he’s gonna need it.

📚Shin also has some books, a weapon of some sort, and probably some object that retains magic in case it’s needed.

📚His desk is the same deal if the school provides them with that. Whatever the case his main goal is to have it look ordinary so no one suspects anything.

📚His locker is right next to the girl he finds interesting.

📚She doesn’t give anyone the time or day so he’s interested in her as hell.

📚The first time he tried making conversation with her, she gave him a bit of the cold shoulder, but bc he can listen to a human’s heartbeat he could tell that she was nervous and a little scared when he approached her.

📚The best part is that she doesn’t know that he can do that.

📚He follows her around and enjoys listening to her heartbeat change to being calm when she is with others, but when she’s with him it goes back to beating fast.

📚It’s not because she has a crush on him, she’s just a little uncomfortable and surprised that he approaches her.

📚“Heh, so she’s nervous around Prince of the Founders.”

📚Let’s be honest his uniform is off but considering that they are said to be in specail classes maybe this is allowed???

📚idk, all I know is that if he really wants to blend in he needs to lose the eye patch which he might be able to with some magic to heal his eye temporarily for the day.

📚Probably what he’d try to do but would find it to much of a hassle and just stop caring for it.

📚Carla has to constantly remind him to not use magic whether it's for sports, convincing people, fighting someone or anything.

📚Sometimes he does and Carla gets upset bc he took a risk in exposing them.

📚Has gotten into fights which leads Carla to step in.

📚He does feed on some girls but don’t worry he covers it up by erasing their memory.

📚Shin doesn’t date anyone at the school though he just has some flings or whatever but never a relationship bc he doesn't want to lower himself to that degree to be with a human.

📚Bc he does like pranking he will participate with Ayato and Kino when it comes to pranking teachers.

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Alright fam- consider (this might sound like a Mikey request at first but its actually supposed to be for Leo lmao) Male reader(who is preferably a spider yokai but if not that's cool too) After the boys realize that Mikey would be a mystic warrior they were set on getting him a tutor, after all, he would need guidance to learn without hurting himself! And so begins their search, of course, they considered Draxum but not only was he brutal and intimidating, but he was also just not very understanding of Mikey's lack of knowledge on mystic stuff. They search and it seems hopeless for a while, any tutor was either an old gruff that was just unpleasant to be around or just not understanding enough of the boys that didn't grow up in the hidden city and barely had experience beyond their specific powers. That was until Leo met this guy (reader)! (maybe at a party or something) they got to talking and became pretty close friends! When they realized that Reader was the exact person they needed (young enough to not be too out of touch, stern enough to keep Mikey going and not just goof off too much, yet chill enough to not be intimidating and most importantly very mystically knowledgable and talented) they started setting up some stuff. The first time reader came into the layer was a bit nerve-wracking but over time things got more comfortable and they ended up even coming over to hang out, reader became closer to all of the turtles, but of course ended up spending the most time with Mikey and Leo, because one was their student and the other their close friend. But at some point, with Mikey needing more lessons because he was advancing so fast Leo kinda felt ignored- which put a strain on Reader and Leo's friendship (and blooming potential QPR) until they sit down with him asking what up and you know the whole jealousy spiel followed by fluff bla bla bla and it works out for all of them!

this was really long I apologize -🕷️

I know who you are, crusty lil piece of bread /pos /nsrs /lh Also, this might be short or not have EVERYTHING you mentioned due to how specific the request is, sorry fam /gen The turtles and the reader are all adults, however [Y/N] is implied to be a couple years older than raph. PS: I'm not 100% sure how to write a QPR yet, so bear with me on this post ;v; ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Okay, meeting you was a stroke of luck that the turtle brothers never thought they would need

Recently, Mikey made the decision to become a Mystic Warrior, he always has wanted to help people, and with his newly discovered abilities, that mission would be a hell of a lot easier.

But after a few training sessions with Draxum and various other Mystic Warriors, they (especially Mikey) felt distraught, all of the mystic warriors they received training from were old, aggressive and didn't understand the fact that Mikey didn't understand their teachings because of one simple fact.

He wasn't born in the Hidden city and didn't even know of its existence until he was a teen.

They all assumed he would know the History of Mystic Magic, the History of the Hidden City and Yokai-kind

But he didn't

And that pissed them off, badly.

The Turtles met you through Draxum, you used to be his apprentice as a young child before he went on the mutagen craze

Draxum told them that maybe you would be the best option, as you were the youngest Mystic Warrior trainer currently.

They were skeptical, to be honest.

However, after a few training sessions with Mikey, he would come home to the lair gushing about how nice and understanding you were

This piqued his brother's curiosity, his three brothers asked if they could tag along and see their brother in training.

Leo saw you and instantly after you were done with Mikey, he went "omg they're really cool wtf??"

After a couple months, you grew a close friendship with Mikeys brothers, especially Leonardo, he reminded you of when you were in your teen years, Snarky, rebellious, and very emotional, no matter how hard he tried to hide and ignore it.

Once you become friends with all four of them, you end up coming over to the lair, which was nerve-wracking for them

Due to never really hanging out with anyone other than their dad, April, Sunita, Cassandra (later on), and Casey (Also later on) they kind of were wary, even if they see you as a close friend

It's just instinct after the Kraang invasion and years of fighting Humans, Yokai AND Mutants.

Be patient.

After a few times of visiting the Lair, they calm down and even go out of their way to invite you over for events such as game night, the Lair games, Pizza night, etc

after a few weeks of this, you finally exchange phone numbers with Mikey's Brothers.

Leo texts you every day, often spending hours texting him or calling him once you were done training warriors.

You started to look forward to seeing him, often showing more excitement at seeing him that Michelangelo.

Leo also felt similarly, often spending hours talking about you to his brothers (which drives them fucking insane, even Mikey)

Donnie ends up snapping at Leo

"WHY do you keep going ON and ON about them?! WE GET IT, HE'S COOL" he barked out, immediately regretting it as soon as Leo's expression shifted

"*sigh*,,, I'm sorry, Leo, it's just, you've been talking about them for DAYS, do you love them or somethin??"

"As a really close friend, yeah, but not like, a Boyfriend" Leo answered, unsure about what he was saying

Donnie stayed quiet before Leo started speaking again

"I wanna be with them, but not romantically, if that... makes sense?" he mumbled, confused with his emotions

"I would suggest looking up a QPR." Donnie said bluntly

"a wuh" Leo looked at his brother as if the Softshell was speaking an ancient language

Donnie groaned "a QPR, Queer Platonic Relationship, It's like,,, I don't know how to put it, you have a phone, look it up"

Leo slinked off, typing into his phone the words "What is a QPR and how does it work"

A few weeks later, Mikey has already advanced so much that he needs more lessons, more than his hour long two times a week he was on

So, you stopped hanging out with the other turtles as much due to having to spend two hours per session, four times a week with their little brother

Leo, ever the drama queen, was NOT happy, he had finally accepted his,,, platonic crush for you, and now he can't be around you as much!!

After a week or two of you being too busy to hang out with him, he snapped a bit

Rushing over to your apartment in the Hidden City, knocking on the door like a madman until you opened

"LEO IT'S TWO IN THE MORNING, WHAT THE FUCK" You hissed tiredly

"I missed you..." he whined, you sighed and opened the door wider so he could come in

He sat down on your couch as you made tea, fumbling anxiously

Once you had the two cups of tea, you walked into the living room, sitting down beside him.

"What's wrong, I know you missed me, Leo, and I missed you too, but you haven't done this before, are you okay?" you asked softly, setting the tea down on the coffee table, right in front of him.

He shook his head, tears pricking his eyes, making you feel guilty

You decided that the best way to make him feel better was to hug him, you wrapped your arms around him and pulled him close to you

He stayed motionless for a few seconds before hugging you back

After a while he finally works up enough courage to ask, "have you ever heard of a QPR before?" it was quiet, you could barely hear it to be honest

"Yeah, I have, how come you bring this up?" you asked, trying your best to be a comforting rock for the emotional turtle

Once you were done asking, he nuzzled into your neck a little, embarrassed.

It hit you, "Awh, sweetie, did you want to enter one with me?" you chuckled once you felt him nod

You rubbed the back of his head, after a few strokes he started churring, you had a big goofy grin on you

You two had a talk for a few hours over the rules of your new relationship and what you two wanted out of it.

It felt great for you both to finally get everything off your chests

It takes a few weeks before he comes out to his family

Who all took it gracefully, accepting you as part of the family, romantic or platonic, if he saw you the way he did, you're like the son Splinter never had. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

AUGH SORRY IT GOT SO MUCH ASS TOWARDS THE END, BUT I'M PROUD OF IT!!! :D

#rottmnt x reader #save rottmnt #rottmnt headcanons #rottmnt #queer platonic relationship #queerplatonic #leo x reader #leonardo #donatello #michelangelo #baron draxum #master splinter #rottmnt x male reader #chaotic gremlin fae #save rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles x reader

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idiacide · 3 years ago

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Hi! I'm already really excited to read more of your writing just from your first post! Could I please request hcs of Idia, Jack, and Azul with a S/O who has a really sweet, embarrassing pet name for them (ex. honey bunny, baby bear, lovebug, or something of the like)? They don't use it around other people but some of their friends/housemates end up overhearing it anyway? Thank you, and I look forward to reading more of your work!

That's very sweet, thanks so much!

Idia Shroud: Are you trying to kill him? You're trying to kill him, aren't you. He knew this was all too good to be true, evidently you've been sent by some kind of sexy assassins guild to try and embarrass him to death.

Theatrics aside, yeah, he's not handling it well. That kind of romantic shit just hits him right in the chest every single time, especially in the event that you can get it through his thick skull that you're not making fun of him. He keeps praying he'll build up an immunity to it but something about the look on your face and the lilt in your voice when you call him those sappy words just turn him into a puddle and make him want to hide in his room for a million years. God forbid any of his housemates over hear it, ESPECIALLY Ortho, or you'll be barraged by about 15 texts explaining how you have to start a new life in a new town with new identities. You can't decide whether its sweet or troubling that he'd take you with him.

So far as returning the favor, Idia's not a big nickname guy in general. Hell, he barely even uses your name, there's just sort of a tone of voice that he takes that you know means he's addressing you. If you ask he will at least give it some effort but usually flee the room or cringe out of it before he finishes the name properly. "Babe" is about as much as he can manage on a good day. One exception: if you've got a screenname that you use a lot, he actually does kind of like calling you by it, even offline. It feels like something special to the two of you, an acknowledgement of the kind of couple bond that can only be forged 6 hours into a raid where the two of you are instrumental in taking down the boss.

Jack Howl: The first few times you use any kind of cutesy petnames with him you're almost worried you somehow offended him from the shellshocked way he looks at you. He's so immediately overwhelmed and muttering to you about how you better not say anything like that when your friends are around.

Don't let this deter you. Once he knows you plan to keep it private? Jack actually eats this stuff up. Not that he'd admit it, he'll grumble and grouse about how its embarrassing and mushy and he's not cute or a bunny or whatever the hell you just called him. His tail wags like crazy though and you'll find him pressing against you just a little bit tighter to hide the stupid grin on his face.

Should his dormmates overhear they will literally never give him a moments peace about it, or you for that matter. Be prepared to do some conflict management because he WILL deck someone if they start giving you too hard a time.

Jack doesn't really go as hard as you on the sugary words but unlike Idia he can eventually develop some petnames of his own. Nothing too crazy, sweetheart when he's worried and baby when he's proud (MY baby when he's very proud). The best one is "Brat", though, because you know he only uses that when he's too happy to want to show it.

Azul Ashengrotto: Now you'd think this would be another one for the one hit k.o. camp. Azul isn't really used to being gushed over, his primary means is earning at most grudging respect from his peers. He likes it that way, too, likes watching them squirm as they struggle to admit even one compliment.

What you're underestimating, though, is two things. One, Azul's overwhelming desire to be praised and doted on and adored. And two: Azul's love of specific displays of power.

Even if he gets a little pink in the face the first few times he eats up every name you can throw at him. In private it makes him almost embarrassingly clingy, leaning into you with a dramatic simper as he silently asks for more praise and comfort. In public...sure, it might be a little unprofessional to have your s.o. trip in mid meeting and call you sugar bear and cephalo-sweetheart, but really what compares to watching them all mutter under their breath while they watch the man scamming them for everything they're worth get doted on. If you're willing Azul will very much try to convince you to use the names as publicly as you want, school being the only off limits zone for him. He'll kiss your hand and hit you with a dazzling smile and Floyd will loudly complain about how you guys are gonna make him barf. All is as it should be.

It goes without saying that he's more than happy to respond in kind. It becomes a sort of private game between the two of you to see who can come up with the silliest, most nauseating, most over the top phrase you've ever heard in your life. Even if its stupid, its something private that he comes to really enjoy about your moments alone. The ones that you like the most (or that make you blush the most) tend to find their way onto gifts in the future.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst x reader #idia shroud #azul ashengrotto #jack howl #idia x reader #azul x reader #jack x reader

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tteokdoroki · 4 years ago

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baby, you’re tiny | k.bakugou.

⇝ pairing: katsuki bakugou x fem!reader.

⇝ word count: 2.3K

⇝ rating: mature, 18+.

⇝ genre: first time!au, smut.

⇝ summary: there were many things katsuki loved about his girlfriend, the main being how tiny she was compared to him; more specifically, how tiny she looked when they were in the bedroom.

⇝ warning(s): please read ! heavy smut, pwp ( characters aged up to 18 ), size!kink, protected sex, fingering ( female recieving ), virginity loss, sub!reader + dom!bakugou,spitting?? y’all idk its just smut ok!! katsuki is soft <33

⇝ author’s note(s): hello hello hello!! it’s been a while since i posted my lastr request so i hope you enjoy this!! this was a request by anon, apologies for the delay. also :( my blog has grown so much so i want to thank you all for 1K, ilysm <3

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you were tiny.

and if there was one thing katsuki bakugou loved most about you, his girlfriend, his how tiny you were.

at least compared to him.

most of class A had been shocked when you started dating at the start of second year; since in first year, all katsuki had done was pick on you for your height ( or lack thereof ) and nag you for your quirk— lullaby hadn’t been quite so powerful back then. but your fondness for him grew that summer, having spent time with he and eijirou over the break.

bakugou was sweet when he wanted to be, soft and attentive to you and you only. his teasing gradually let up, turning into sweet gestures or whispered praises and then finally stolen kisses under the night sky.

that’s what lead you both to date, in the end; but everyone supported you nonetheless. it was quite funny to see the great katsuki bakugou help fix your uniform in the morning or make you breakfast in the dorms and even if he yelled at the others for mentioning it— he loved the weight of your barely-there palm in his and the way you pouted up him with faux anger when he rested his elbow on your head.

you were short enough for him to tower over you and twirl you in his arms, small enough to look like you drowning in his hoodies that he gave you. even if he stopped mocking you for your height, over a year ago— even now, in your third year he still loved it.

you were so tiny and he loved it.

he especially loved the way you looked under him right now.

“ka-katsuki-!”

your moan fills his ears, overloading each one of his senses and he thinks it’s the prettiest sound he’s ever heard in his life. pulling his fingers from your slick heat, bakugou’s eyes stay trained on yours as he brings them up to his lips and sucks the remainders of your orgasm away. he lives for the way your face twists with a fresh wave of pleasure and your eyes plead him for more through the dimmed light of his dorm room.

he pinches your thighs, the ones that quiver from your second release of the night, and leans above you to pry your arm away from your heated face. “feel good, sweetheart?” the blonde asks softly, now that he can see you, fingers weaving between your bodies to draw shapes into your swollen clit. you nod once and screw your eyes shut, bare chest arching into katsuki’s at his simple touch. “need another?”

peeking up at him, your boyfriend can see the internal debate dancing in your lust filled eyes. bakugou had fingered you twice to orgasm already and asked if you needed another only to prepare you. for weeks now; you’d both entertained the idea of being one another’s first’s— of course you’d done more than just makeouts and heavy petting but after a year of dating, you finally wanted to be together as one ( bakugou’s words not your own ).

finally, you answer him with a soft ‘no, think i’m ready now,’ and the hot headed boy can barely contain his excitement. he presses a searing kiss to your lips— tongues sliding together while bakugou swallows your helpless whimpers from where you taste yourself on him. your own hand slips between you both now, curling around your boyfriend’s hardening length to palm him.

meanwhile, with a breathless groan, katsuki’s lips slip down to suck love bites into the column of your throat, but only gently. he knows you hate marks but’ll get a kick out of the others fawning over them the next day. the speed of your hand picks up, jerking him off as if for revenge— you knew how easy bakugou could come undone with just your touch and he revels in the way your tiny hands wrap around his thick girth, barely grazing the circumference of it.

just like how you could barely fit his cock in your mouth when you sucked him off—

“baby— fuck,” the blonde’s breath stutters, mind becoming foggy with thoughts of your lips on his girth egging him on. he should stop you before he cums; stop himself from rutting into your small fingers and the thumb that brushes over the glands on his head. bakugou doesn’t want to cum before he’s got a chance to take you for the first time— even if he’d given you plenty of chances to. “slow down little bear, gotta fuck you before— before i cum…”

you grin at him from behind the warmth beneath your skin. “then get to it, katsu…”

the explosive third year gives you one last pinch to your clit and leans back on his thighs ever so slightly to reach for a condom. he quickly rolls it on, tapping his latex covered length against your dripping entrance as he prepares to make you his. you squirm underneath bakugou, fingers reaching up to weave their way into his blonde glossed hair— yanking him closer to you while he finally makes an effort to push into your needy heat.

crimson gaze fluttering down, katsuki looks to where your bodies begin to become joined, your tiny cunt fluttering around the head of his cock as he slides himself inside of you. he feels thick drool pool on his tongue at the very sight, he’s not even half the way in and your gushing pussy is already struggling to take his cock. “would’ya look at that little one,” his words are slurred around the saliva building up in his mouth. you’re so fucking small it’s driving him insane. you follow your boyfriend’s gaze, spasming at how he begins to stretch you out. “seems like your little pussy’s too tight, too small to take your man’s fat cock, huh?”

a strangled whimper sounds in the back of your throat, making katsuki smirk as he taps your cheek with a freehand. he feels a sense of pride lurch in his, how good it feels to be so big that his pretty little princess can’t take him all but he wants a verbal answer from you, wants to hear you struggle just like your glistening heat does.

“yes, ’s too small…” you sigh, chewing on your bottom lip as you meat his eye again—moving to wrap your thighs around his waist.

“should i fuck you open, baby?” you moan lowly at his words, hips bucking up and pussy clenching around his girth involuntarily. “yeah? your greedy little cunt likes the sounda that…” bakugou tries again, leaning over you as he slowly drives his hips forward to push more of his cock into you.

his head drops to your neck, puffs of his breath warm against your skin while he uses all of his willpower to hold back. katsuki knows he’s big, that he can make you feel good because of it too, but he doesn’t want to hurt you. he never wants to. when his dribbling length is half plunged inside you, the ash blonde’s fingers drop to your clit once more— soothing the burn of his weighty dick to help you suck in more of him.

your head thrashes in the sheets while he whispers praises against your bruised and bitten flesh. “you can take it baby, i know you can…”

and you do.

the pair of you groan in unison once katsuki is fully sheathed inside of you, twitching at the feeling of your soft velvety walls finally engulfing him. you can feel the leaking head of his cock prodding at your cervix, stimulating you without your boyfriend having to even move and sending shivers down your spine.

“p-please, katsuki…move.” you growl hungrily, pulling him down to smack a wet, passionate kiss against his awaiting lips. although your teeth and tongue clash messily in your liplock, bakugou doesn’t need to be told twice, drawing back his hips from the comfort of your warmth to thrust into you. the pace is slow at first, sensual grinds against each other as he stretches you out, moulding your walls into the shape of his cock.

it’s not until bakugou’s hips reach a certain angle, prodding against your sweet spot that things take a turn. a high pitched squeal dances through the room, mingling with the sound of your lover’s harsh thrusts as he claims your insides over and over. he revels in the way you suck him in and squeeze around him, painting his cock with your sweet nectar and earlier releases. “taking me so fucking well little one,” bakugou spits out through gritted teeth, barely hanging onto his last thread of sanity, the way you look right now, so flustered and messy with arousal almost pushing him over the edge. “look at you taking such a big fat cock in this tiny fucking hole, you love how big i am don’t you?”

you can barely form an answer when your eyes are rolling to the back of your head at the sheer amount of pleasure, incoherent babbles filling the little space between you both, only urging katsuki on. he already knows how much you love the size difference between you. outside of the bedroom, bakugou uses his height to tease you— putting things on the top shelf to watch you struggle to reach them but inside; he’s absolutely relentless.

he knows you adore the way he uses his larger size to dominate you, stuff your mouth full of his cock or fingers and he adores the way you take him contentedly no matter what.

“mmf— fuck, right there katsuki, feels so good!” you sigh, eyes still closed but your tongue now lolls out of your mouth— creating the perfect lewd picture that your lover will commit to memory. while his large hands sear bruises into your hips he holds still, a free hand comes up to pull down your bottom lip before he spits sweetly into your open mouth. your eyes slowly open to look at him, locking on his ruby stare as you blissfully smile up at him. katsuki swears he almost creams on the spot. “thank you katsu…”

“that’s fuckin’ right princess, thank me for my spit. thank me for making you feel good.” bakugou’s guttural moans dip into low growls, his pace picking up as your iron hot cunt clamps down on him which causes the head of his cock to drag against the spongy spot inside of you— making you see stars and your hips jump to meet the blonde’s erratic thrusts.

hot slick gushes down the your thighs from the sinful way he moves and absused your tightness, evidence of your arousals shining under the moon that slips through his drawn curtains. you can feel his balls slap feverntly against your ass that katsuki spreads apart to plow into you, latex covered length going as far to brush against your womb. each grind, each thrust has your moans rising an octave to the point where your lover has his hands clamped over your mouth to keep you from being too loud.

bakugou sits back on his haunches, pulling you up into his chest with him. you rest weakly in his lap as the explosive boy angles his thrusts upwards and straight into your oozing heat. a broken whimper breaks free from his lips as katsuki catches sight of the slight tummy bulge his fat cock gives you and you see it too, your own whines mingling with his to form a lovers tune.

he knows you’re close by the way you suddenly become tighter and he fucks into you, deeper, harder, faster.

“close katsu, ‘m getting close…” you slur into his shoulder, biting at his skin to keep control of your hazy, lust filled mind. you paint love bites in shades of blues and indigos across the canvas of his shoulders and neck while katsuki uses his pure strength to lift you up and down onto his cock. he groans every time your heat welcomes him again, drawing you closer and closer to the edge. your nails dig into his back, forming sweet creasent moons and making him moan loudly. “gimme it little one, gimme your fuckin’ cum, gonna cream on my cock? yeah? oh fuck yeah…”

his lewd words are what push you off the edge, the coil of desire that had been building up inside you finally snapping. your third release of the night gushes all over your lover’s thick girth, which he still pushes into you, helping you ride out your high. black spots paint your vision as you cum, cunt clamping down on bakugou while he chases his own release.

“cum for me bakugou, please…” you breath gently against his skin, pressing small kisses over his sore love bites. “love you so much, please…”

that’s all he needs to hear from you before spilling his seed into the condom with a shout, twitching as he collapses onto the soiled sheets of his bed with you. the pair of you lay together, still locked together while bakugou calms down from his high in slow grinds, fingers searching for yours to intertwine your tiny hands with his. “love you more dumbass,” he says eventually, smile on his face betraying him against the harsh petname.

you smile at him even as he pulls away to throw away the condom, returning with a wash cloth to clean you both up. “not true, katsuki, i love you most!” you exclaim, tail end of your words falling into a stream of giggles as bakugou presses a flurry of kisses to your face. “with every inch of my body!”

“must not be a lotta love then, y’know, since you’re so fuckin’ tiny.” the blonde hums into your hands when they reach up to cup his face lovingly.

you huff and pinch his cheek after that, calling him a meanie.

but katsuki bakugou doesn’t care, he’ll always love you, no matter how tiny you are.

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ynscrazylife · 3 years ago

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PLEASE MAMA NAT <3

where its just a day in the life of being the adopted daughter of the BLACK WIDOW her picking us up and training us, trying to bonb with us

love your stories ♥️

Being Natasha’s Adopted Daughter Would Include . . .

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Natasha met you post-Black Widow. She was helping out Yelena with freeing the Widows’ when she came across you.

You were a teen at the time - but still brainwashed. Thankfully because of your age you hadn’t been brainwashed into doing anything too bad yet, but you were almost finished with your training.

Something struck Natasha when she saw you. Looking back on it, she assumes it was the fact that like her and Yelena, you had been put into the Red Room at a young age, and you were the first teen they saw while on these various missions.

While she was okay with fighting the other Widows’, it was hard for Natasha to fight you. At the time, she brushed it off as not wanting to hurt a kid, but she knew that she was taking a liking to you.

Which was why, when Yelena managed to free you, and you told them that you had nowhere to go, Natasha felt the need to do something about it. Unlike the other Widows’ who were adults, you couldn’t go out into the world alone and, after talking with Yelena, Natasha decided to take you along with her.

It wasn’t adoption per say, at least at first, but it was close enough.

You jumped at the opportunity to tag along with Natasha and while Yelena continued the Widows’ mission, Natasha took you back to Melina’s house., where you met Melina and Alexei.

You were wary around them at first, clinging to Natasha, but you warmed up.

However, it wasn’t long before Natasha had to go on the run again. She offered you the chance to stay there with Melina and Alexei but you had grown very close to Natasha and wanted to come with her.

So, you did.

It was difficult, escaping authority and having to constantly be moving, but it in a way it strengthened yours and Natasha’s bond. You guys got closer and learned to work together — as fighting partners as well as mother/daughter.

Which was why, not having known your biological parents or where they were, the word ‘mom’ easily fell off her lips.

It happened when you guys were eating take-out in your latest house. Natasha had passed you the water pitcher and “thanks, mom” just came so naturally.

For a second, you didn’t realize what you had said, until you looked up to see Natasha staring at you with wide eyes.

Then, it hit you. Holy shit my god. Had you just said that?? What just happened?

You got scared that Natasha would react badly, but it was the opposite. A huge grin broke out on her face and even happy tears of pure joy.

When you asked her what was going on, she said: “I’ve never been a mother.”

That’s when you smiled and hugged her and you officially agreed on becoming mother and daughter.

Natasha was worried on being a mother at first, scared that she messed it up, but after reassurance from Melina via a phone call, she fell into the role naturally.

She became much more protective.

Not that you minded.

This went on until the Avengers called upon Natasha to fight Thanos.

She brought you along with her and the team was thoroughly stunned.

“wHO ArE yOU???”

“NATASHAAAA”

Yeah, it was chaotic.

You weren’t fazed though and quickly befriended Wanda and attempted to befriend Vision.

Steve and Sam also became like uncles.

Tony was a bit more difficult because you initially blamed him for you and Natasha on the run, so you were distant at first.

You were also kinda disappointed that Clint wasn’t there. You had wanted to meet him (and Natasha wanted you to meet him) after the stories you heard.

Nonetheless, you went to Wakanda and that’s where you met Bucky. It wasn’t long before he became another uncle.

You absolutely loved fighting alongside Okoye and meeting Shuri. You were fascinated by her technology.

You also kicked ass on the battlefield.

But then . . . You lost.

You watched Bucky disappear and even though you hadn’t known him for nearly as long as Natasha and Steve did, you still felt great pain.

Then you learned to that Sam and Wanda had gotten snapped and it got worse.

The days leading after were some of the most difficult days ever.

It was the first time you had to be strong for your mom, seeing as she had lost her friends too, and you panicked at first.

But you had been her daughter for awhile now and you knew what to do. You hugged Natasha and was there for her.

In the months coming, you helped the reminding heroes rebuild the world and you eventually joined the Avengers under your mother’s lead.

You also met Clint but it wasn’t a happy meeting, really, since he had lost his family.

You continued on as an Avenger with Natasha by your side. You met Carol and she was like an aunt and was amazing.

Things started to turn on the bright side when one day Natasha walked in with a genuine smile and held papers.

You could only guess what they were for at first, but quickly was shown and freaked out (a happy freak out) after.

Adoption papers.

You jumped and yelled and screamed and cheered, unbelievably happy that this was becoming official official.

You were Natasha’s daughter.

While the past few years had been difficult, this made it all worth it. You didn’t know where you’d be without Natasha and she was always with you.

Eventually, the team had a plan to defeat Thanos.

Which felt liked a miracle.

Natasha lives because I say so.

You and her got to tag-team Thanos’ enemies.

Literally the best team since Clint and Nat.

(Clint was jealous)

Then, you got everyone back!

You were SO happy to see Bucky, Sam, and Wanda again, and so was Natasha.

After you all reunited and the world went back to semi-normal, you and Natasha visited Yelena, Alexei, and Melina who were beyond happy to see you both.

Things started to turn up again and you were so grateful to have Nat at your side.

She was the best mom EVER.

Always looking out for you and protecting you

If any of the other Avengers made the slightest of snide comments, she was on them like a bloodhound

She always reminded you to hydrate and was always asking you how you were doing

It was hard to believe that she hadn’t had any experience with children before

Well, she had, with Clint’s kids, but still

Speaking of Clint’s kids, they all looked to you like an older cousin

But getting back to Natasha

She insisted that only she would train with you, not trusting the team to not injure you (besides, she knew you best)

You loved training with Natasha too

She always made it fun, putting on music and stuff

It helped you had similar music tastes

She also would always gush to anyone but really Clint, Sam, or Bucky on how cute and adorable you were

And they definitely agreed

One time during movie night you fell asleep with your head on Nat’s shoulder

She was so happy

Made Bucky take a picture

But she did feel a little bad because you must be tired

So she carried you to your room and put you to bed, kissing you goodnight

You had missed out on a childhood so it was nice for your mom to bring you to bed

All in all Natasha was the best thing to happen to you

Despite it being tough, you were thankful for every second of it

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cutekittenlady · 3 years ago

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Emmet and Elesa go to hisui (part 1?)

((note this is a giant idea dump. Not a full fledged fic. I just wanna get it out there. Only reason its in parts is cause this post ended up getting, like, SUPER long))

Part: 2, 3

Alright its high time I finally got around to sharing what little I have thought up for this PLA concept where (presumably post game) Emmet and Elesa end up traveling back in time to Hisui in order to find Ingo. Its not really a consistently well thought idea. I have some detailed thoughts for certain interactions and events, but not everything and I dont even know how things would fully play out. Regardless I thought it’d be fun to share as a kinda AU concept. Especially since Emmet and Ingo reuniting is something of a hot topic atm.

Okay so to start things off the story somewhat begins in the past rather than in the future with someone, probably the player character, convincing Ingo to do something like take a group photo with them and maybe a few others. This photo ends up being put aside due to some small error. Like maybe someone sneezed leading to it looking really weird (old school photography was sensitive). But its not destroyed and is put aside as a kinda silly memory.

Where it sits. For 300 years.

Cue to modern-day and Elesa is spending time with Cynthia and the gal pals or whatever. Maybe shes even in Sinnoh. Dunno, the exact details dont entire matter. What ends up happening is Cynthia, history nut she is, absolutely gushing over these old boxes of antique photographs she’s managed to get her hands on and showing them off to all her guests. Elesa is better at handling the sudden infodump than some of the others since she was friends with Emmet and Ingo for years who are THE train nuts of Unova (one of whom she totally does not have eyes for. Shut up skyla. Stop smiling) and so is used to impassioned infodumps.

Cutting to the chase she immediately recognizes the similarities between one of the men in the pic and Ingo, tho she doesnt immediately conclude its him. She ends up speaking more with Cynthia about it, even requesting to have a copy of the photo, giving the excuse that she wants to look at it because she thought the fashions of the time were interesting. Naturally Cynthia would love the idea of Elesa finding “inspiration” from the past and sends her a digitized version of the photo.

Elesa then gets to work. All the while fretting shes barking up a stupidly wrong tree, but even so being unable to resist. As it turns out there weren’t a lot of written records that actually survived to modern times about the warden of the Noble Sneasler at the time.

((Note: this actually happens all the time, even with relatively recent history. Unless preservation techniques are deliberately implemented it is insanely easy to lose details of stuff like names, times, places, etc over time as records are written and rewritten by different people. So it wouldn’t shock me if “Warden Ingo” became relatively unknown in the future just because no written record of his exact name survives.))

However Elesa’s speciality isn’t history. Its fashion.

The pictures physical similarities; hair, eyes, etc. could just be chalked up as coincidence or even as the person being a very distant ancestor to the brothers, however Ingo’s jacket is so distinctive that Elesa has her doubts. So she starts doing just as she said to Cynthia and starts digging through the clothes and fashions both in Hisui and in other regions around the time period in an attempt to find some other explanation. When she fails to do so, and can’t find any other explanation for the Ingo look-a-like she ends up caving and showing the picture to Emmet. Hoping it could, at least, give him some hope about Ingo’s location.

It works. A little too well.

Emmet suddenly becomes increasingly interested in two things outside of trains and pokemon battles and they are Ancient Hisui and time travel.

Elesa is concerned. Verrrrry concerned.

I’m not quite sure what goes on from there. Perhaps Elesa gets Cynthia and maybe others involved somewhat in the hopes that shes wrong. She doesn’t want to crush Emmets hopes, but at the same time shes afraid shes made some kind of mistake, or read too deeply into an insanely convoluted coincidence or something and doesnt want him to end up wasting his time barking up the wrong tree.

Of course that’s not what happens.

Somehow, someway. Maybe with Cynthia’s involvement, maybe with help from some others, the argument of what actually happened to Ingo becomes a lot more plausible. Though not definite.

It’s not long before Emmet starts trying to find a way to ‘save’ his brother from the past.

If Cynthia or any other people other than Elesa are invovled, they kinda try to… pump the brakes on Emmet a little. Time travel is no joke, isn’t well understood, and the damage they could do by going into the past and stamping around looking for Ingo could be… bad.

Emmet, however, is determined.

Eventually some group or another appears and takes Emmet up on an offer. They are looking to travel back in time (what method they use is kinda up in the air. New tech? Celebi? Dialga? Somethign else? No idea) in the hopes of researching and collecting samples from many of the now “extinct” hisuian species so they can both better understand them and potentially even revive the species.

((I mean if you can revive dinosaur pokemon from fossils I dont see why you can’t revive some of the hisuian variants. Tho I daresay there’s probably a ecological element there. Tho I doubt Emmet immediately thinks of it.))

They, uh, heard about his predicament and tell him that if he agrees to come back in time with them and use his powerful battling skills to ‘help’ with their research then, in return, they’ll help him find Ingo in the past.

Emmet is on board IMMEDIATELY and tells Elesa so. Elesa is hesitant. VERY hesitant.

For one thing she hasn’t even heard of these people before, and she’d really rather Emmet converse with Cynthia or someone else to get an outside opinion before agreeing to anything. At which point Emmet reveals hes ALREADY agreed and, in fact, is leaving immediately. He just wanted to tell Elesa because… well because she’s been there for him so much.

Over the course of this whole conversation Elesa has seen a million red flags get raised that are just getting bigger and bigger. She tries to dissuade Emmet by pointing out its dangerous, that he has no idea who these people are, that he’d be leaving behind his responsibilities in the subway, that she could have been wrong and the person in the photo wasn’t even Ingo at all.

Emmet does listen to her. He does. But once shes done he just tells her, he understands her concerns but that he’s going.

So what is Elesa to do?

She cares about Emmet. She was friends with Ingo. This whole fascination with the past and traveling back in time was, indirectly, caused by her in the first place. She has little time to contact Cynthia or anyone else and fully explain the situation, and even if she did theres no way they would be able to get there in time to stop Emmet from doing whatever he’s going to be doing. Even if it does involve going to Sinnoh.

So Elesa does the only thing she thinks she can do. She leaves a message explaining as much as she can about whats happening and where she and Emmet are going, and then joins Emmet on his time traveling shenanigan.

Emmet isn’t 100% happy with this arrangement as while he appreciates the support he doesnt actually want to drag Elesa down into danger with him. Elesa tells him point blank that she could say the same thing to him, and states directly that shes coming along to look out for him whether he likes it or not. The people in question dont SAY that they dont like that Emmet told Elesa everything, but Elesa gets the feeling they weren’t expecting her and that she isn’t exactly fully welcome but theyre unlikely to turn her away NOW.

And thats roughly how Emmet and Elesa end up going back in time to try to find Ingo with some very very shady individuals much to Elesa’s doubts and chagrin.

And this has turned out to be a massive post, so I might need to do bits and pieces of installments for this idea. XD So that’s likely to be a thing.

Anyway yes, stuff will happen, and no, absolutely none of it will go to plan and quite a bit of will be unenjoyable for all involved lol.

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mypimpademia · 4 years ago

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Hi!!! I was wondering if I could request Sugawara, Bokuto, Tsukishima and Kenma with a black famous actress girlfriend?❤️❤️❤️❤️

Sugawara x black!actress!reader, Bokuto x black!actress!reader, Tsukishima x black!actress!reader, Kenma x black!actress!reader

TW: Swearing

Note: this is all post times skip

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SUGAWARA.

Hes soooo supportive

Koshi is gonna let you do what ever you need to do to work

Travel, using method acting at home, and he won't be up your ass if you have to kiss another actor for a role

But unfortunately, if you do have to travel, he won't be able to come often, as he still has to teach his students

He makes up for it by taking time off for premieres, but he still feels bad that he cant come even though its not his fault

Koshis favorites that you star in are ALWAYS the black story films

He knows how important they are, and he thinks its amazing that his incredible girlfriend gets to play a part in them

When he shows his students movies in class, they're probably yours

Especially if you play the lead role

He usually tells them on set stories about certain parts of the movie (but only with your permission of course)

PLEASE come and visit his students

They all adore you and your work

"You looked reallyyyyy pretty in that one scene in (insert a movie title)"

They'll ask you questions about being on set, about talking with other famous actors/actresses, etc.

If and when you win an award, Koshi will NOT miss it for the world

It'll be the proudest moment of his life and his not even him getting the award

Can and will cry if you give him a special thanks in your speech

"And of course, id like to thank my lil baby, Koshi."

Koshi just loves you so much and hes so proud to have you as his girlfriend

BOKUTO.

Just the thought of you excites him, but when thinks of the fact that you're a whole famous actress? He can't even sit still

He gushes about you to the team constantly

They'd find it annoying but Bokutos so passionate about you that they just can't

You guys really aren't apart too much, even if you have to travel

1. Because Koutaro is clingy and doesn't like leaving you and 2. Because you guys somehow end up in the same place even when you're traveling

So hes always there to support you

But he can't help but get jealous when you have to kiss your co-stars

He usually gets all pouty when it happens, and if you have to redo the shot multiple times it only progresses

Its sucks seeing Ko sad, but you end up getting lots of kisses so thats definitely a plus

Koutaro is a fucking sap, so his favorite movies you start in are usually romance ones, or sad ones

He can and will double over and cry during them

"Ko, we're only 20 minutes in, get off the damn floor!"

When you win an award he'll cry even harder

If you mention him he'll start running around and screaming like he's in a black church

"And of course I can never for get my boo, Kotaro~"

Queue the cameras trying to follow him like he on Murray while he cries

He just loves you so much and hes so proud of you that he forgets how to act

TSUKISHIMA.

This nigga SWEARS he doesn't care

But he do💖

Because he still comes to as much as your stuff as he can

That means filming, traveling, premieres, and other things

Unfortunately, the two of you are apart pretty often if you travel a lot

But the two of you manage by talking as much as you can, and if you come back for short periods of time you hang out as much as possible

Hes one of the most jealous bitches idc idc

If you kiss a co-star, hes wiping your mouth down w a wet rag, and then giving you the best kiss of your life (it literally gets better everytime)

You really be tempted to beat his ass when he tried to wipe your mouth but its all worth it

"Boy you not bouta wipe my mouth for the tenth time today, I 'ought beat yo' a-"

Then Kei wipes your mouth

"Nigga what did I just say–"

And then kisses you

You can't even be mad at that point

Kei is a fucking nerd so his favorite movies are sci-fi

You did a movie involving dinosaurs once and he swears he fell in love w you all over again

Is he ever gonna let you know that though?

Absolutely not.

When you win an award, hes gonna be so proud of you

He honestly might tear up

Will 100% shed a tear or two if you mention him

"And the biggest thanks goes to my irritating but lovable boyfriend, Kei."

Kei is kind of a bitch about it like he is about everything, but he really is proud of you

KENMA.

You were probably just starting out when you guys got together

So he doesn't think much of it because he's so use to it

Don't get me wrong, hes proud of you, but hes just so used to being around you that he hardly ever acknowledges that hes dating a famous actress

But when he does it definitely puts a smile on his face

Kozume fully supports you, he comes with you to filming, traveling, premieres, and other events

He pre-records game plays just so he can go

Kozu probably gets insecure if you have to kiss other co-stars on set

Hes just insecure about your relationships in general sometimes because its like you're this beautiful and amazing actress, and hes a gameplay youtuber

So he'll probably ask for a lil reassuring kiss after you do a scene like that

"Baby, can I have a kiss? Please?"

When you come on his livestreams, even for a second, his chay goes crazy

'OMG HI Y/N, HOWS FILMING GOING?'

His favorite movies are sci-fi and action

They remind him of video games, which means he can mix his two favorite things in the world together (you and video games, to clarify💖)

When you win an award, he won't miss it for the world

Kozume will be so proud, he might actually cry

Especially if you mention him

"I dont think I could've done this without my incredible boyfriend though."

Hes so in love with you he won't be able to function properly

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icollectyoursins · 4 years ago

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Jotaro x Fem!Reader NSFW

Anon requested "Jotaro x fem reader. Size kink, praise kink, and maybe some bondage. Like Jotaro has her in his lap and hes loving how small she is and how he gets to take care of her and when things get spicy he's praising how well she takes him and stuff? He just ties her up and spoils her"

As a short person, I needed this. It’s like therapy.

Jotaro has finally taken a night off from his work allowing the two of you relax on the couch for the first time in a long while. But, what do you know? You’re really horny and he is more than happy to help you with that.

Wanna know what I’m willing to write? Rules here!

Have a character, but no idea? Prompt list here!

Looking for more? Master post here!

WARNINGS: Lots of kissing, praise, neck kisses, breast play/nipple play, lots of teasing, ropes appearing out of nowhere (totally not Star Platinum the World), fingering, riding, squirting, cumming on partner.

Word Count: 1432

You nuzzled into Jotaro’s neck, sighing happily as he rubs your back, holding you close. His warm hands trail over your thighs, silently remarking at how large his hands looked compared to them. He knew he was big, it was painfully obvious, but whenever he stood next to you he just felt an overwhelming sense of... love? Protectiveness? Whatever the feeling, it made a pleasant warmth spread over his body.

He gently kissed your temple, basking in the comfortable silence. You fit almost perfectly into his lap. How did he ever find someone like you? A soft hum rumbled throughout his body as you ran your hands through his soft, black locks. He pressed his face into your hair, inhaling your scent, soothing and so familiar to him.

A happy sigh passed over your lips as the two of you grew more and more relaxed, thankful for this day off. Or, at least it would be relaxing if you weren’t unreasonably horny. Every soft touch made your skin burn hot in the most pleasant way. His lips brushed against your skin, making you shiver. He hummed again, not caring about your reaction.

Jotaro continues to massage various parts of your body, soothing out any sore muscles you might have. You can’t help but shake in his touch, hoping he would get a little more rough, more handsy.

“Is everything okay?” He asks calmly, squeezing your thigh gently. Ass. So he knew what he was doing, great.

“F-fine.” You mumble into his neck. He chuckles softly.

“Are you lying?” A moment of silence. You were debating whether or not you wanted him to destroy you.

“Yeah.” You sounded defeated, hoping you would get the chance to rile him up so you wouldn’t have to ask. His lips graze across a sensitive part of your neck, causing you to shiver again. You feel him smile into your skin before placing a gentle kiss there. It was hard to fight back the moan that bubbled up in your throat.

Jotaro continued to gently kiss all over your neck, gradually coaxing more and more sweet sounds out of you. You can’t help but squirm in his arms as he teases you. Your reactions only amuse him, easily pinning you to his chest.

“Stop moving, let me take care of you,” his whisper sends chills down your spine. You nod your head. He easily lifts you up so you’re straddling him now, hands resting on your hips. His bright blue eyes stare into yours, full of love.

“Good girl.” You can’t deny the warmth that spreads directly to your core. Then, a little pushier than you’re used to, he smashes his lips into yours, quickly taking control.

His hands move to your front and up your torso, sliding to your arms, then pushing them behind you gently. He holds them behind your back with one hand while the other takes its place on your cheek. The kiss is broken slowly, his lips still hover over yours. Your arms are released, but you find that you still can’t move.

You let out a sound of confusion as you try to pull your arms apart. It’s impossible. Somehow, your arms have been tied together with rope. Practiced fingers quickly unbutton your shirt, opening it so your breasts are exposed. Wasting no time, he turns his attention there, littering them with kisses until he gets to your nipples. You’re thankful you decided to not wear a bra today, saving yourself a lot of time and probably money if he decided to rip it.

Jotaro takes one into his mouth, alternating between sucking and licking it. Your head falls back half in pleasure, half in relief, grateful for the feeling. You moan freely now, sighing when brings one of his hands up to your other breast, pinching the nipple.

“You’re so good, (Y/N). So beautiful.” He breathes praises into your skin, making you all the more desperate for him to touch you more. His hips roll up into you before he kisses you again. The feel of his bulge against you takes your breath away.

“Jotaro,” you pant, “I need you.”

You feel him shiver, then you’re lifted again. This time, you’re on your feet while he removes the rest of your clothes as well as his own. When he sits down, you’re pulled back into his lap, pressed into his chest. His lips return to your neck, nibbling gently while one of his hands dances down your body to your folds.

Diligent fingers spread you open, gliding down over your clit, making you gasp. He keeps you pinned to him with one arm while you squirm and moan in his ear. You feel him slide towards your entrance, teasing it with a few circles, before slowly slipping in. You cry out, head falling to his shoulder.

It’s a torturous pace. First, he would just barely push his finger into you, then pull out quickly to glide it up and down your folds, repeating the process over and over again. Gradually, he would go deeper, but it was still oh so slow. Jotaro hums, adoring every little sound you made.

“You’re such a good girl, (Y/N). Do you want more?” You can only whimper in reply. “You can take more, right?” As he talks, another finger prods at your entrance. You don’t even bother trying to hide the moan that passes over your lips as it stretches you out. He had some mercy this time, not putting you through the first pace. He’s still slow, but deep, touching every sweet spot he could reach.

Jotaro continues to stretch you open, adding a third finger with a squelch. The room is full of obscene noises coming from your mouth as well as your slick vagina. It takes everything in you to not cum as he finger fucks you. You breathe heavily against his neck, voice hoarse as you spoke.

“Jo-Jotarooo-” you don’t even get out the rest of the sentence. He pulls out his digits, wiping them on the fabric of the couch.

“I know, hold on.” He grabs your hips, positioning you over his long erection. Slowly, he lowers you onto him, praising you all the way, until you’ve taken him entirely. “Shh, shh, fuck. You’re so tight. Unf~ So good, that’s it. Almost- unh~”

You collapse onto his chest while he rubs his back, letting you get used to his cock. It doesn’t take long, you’ve had him fill you plenty of times before, plus he’s always diligent when preparing you. A kiss was placed on your shoulder before the grip on your hips gets a little harder and he starts gyrating his hips. The mewls that fall from your lips are downright shameful. It doesn’t matter how many times you’ve done this before, you’ll never get used to how good he feels.

It’s not long before you’re bouncing up and down on his length, babbling out incoherent sentences as he picks up the pace. Jotaro does the same, losing himself in the feeling of your warmth around him, pulling him in like a syphon.

“Fuck, you’re so good. You feel so fucking good- so fucking tight.” He groans into your ear. Suddenly, this position wasn’t working anymore and he quickly moves so you’re lying on the couch with him towering over top of you, never leaving his place between your legs.

“You take me so well, (Y/N). Uhn~ like you were ~ah! Made for me.” He’s not even sure what he’s saying anymore, but it seems to have the desired effect as you call out his name more, begging for him to go harder.

Heated kisses along with deep thrusts into you fill the next passing moment. You strain to keep your control, but the more he pushes into your sweet spots, the more you see stars. Your orgasm washes over you like a freight train, a broken cry accompanying it. You gush out around his cock, arching into him.

The feel of your walls contracting around you like a vice also pushes him over the edge. He pulls out quickly, painting your stomach with his release. You both pant, catching your breath. He leans over, littering your cheeks with kisses.

“You did so well, (Y/N). So well,” Tissues are used to clean up your stomach and slick cunt, then quickly discarded. The ropes are, of course, taken off. Any red marks are gently rubbed out by his warm hands. Jotaro swaps your positions, holding you close to him while you both continue to relax, enjoying your night together.

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bonny-kookoo · 5 years ago

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Good Girl [J.JK x Reader]🔞🌼

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff, a lil angst

Warnings: dom/sub dynamics, dom!jungkook, sub!Reader, size kink, oral (f & m rec.), mild dd/lg themes, praise kink, cumplay, reader is a virgin, jungkook is lowkey a hoe, a lil heartbreak, Taehyung makes an appearance, long haired jungkook, mentions of harrassment, jungkook punches a guy, strength kink

Jeon Jungkook was known to have a specific type when it came to his partners; tall, gorgeous, dominant and older. It's not like he's a true blood baby boy; he's just too lazy to put any effort into his flings. When a new girl answers to his ad online searching for a roommate for his apartment to share rent and space however, he didn't quite expect such an innocent being to turn up at his doorstep with a box full of pastel colored belongings, ready to move in. And what he definitely didn't expect was his growing interest in her and the feeling of having her under him, all submissive and ready to be ruined.

Good Girl || Sweet Girl || Smart Girl || Brave Girl || Pretty Girl || Charming Girl || Enticing Girl || Bad Girl || ???

A wink was all he got from the woman who'd occupied his bed together with him last night as she walked out his bedroom door, seemingly knowing how to get out of his apartment. Jungkook ran his hand through his still sweaty hair, groaning after stretching his arms above his head, his mood seemingly sunkissed. He just finished an almost three hour sex-session after all; all without him providing any actual effort. His dick had seemed to be enough for her anyways, her face when she rode him happy, although he could really care less.

Reaching for his laptop near his bed, he didn't bother to put on any clothes for now, just wanting to check if he'd gotten any new E-Mails or messages, clicking through the casual nudes that constantly seemed to slip into his postbox. He cocked his head to the side however when he noticed that a website has notified him of an answer to his ad online; he'd put it up some time ago now after Taehyung, his former roommate, had to move out simply because Jungkook himself couldn't survive the older one's sleep shedule. Tae seemed to never sleep, waking the younger one up on a daily (and nightly) basis. He really tried to get along with him, both of them sharing a deep friendship, but god no, as a roommate he couldn't stand that guy. His rent however was something he struggled as well, so as much as he really wanted to live alone, he couldn't. He clicked the message on the website, his interest peaked.

"Hello. Is this AD still up to date? My name is Y/N, and I'm searching for a place because I'm starting to work close by soon, and its too expensive to take the bus for hours on end every day.. so uh, I don't know? I'm really good at cooking, and I promise I'll be so quiet and organized you won't even notice I'm there! I work at a restaurant nearby as a waitress- I mean, I'm going to, haha. Ugh, I hope you're okay sharing your apartment with a girl as well, I for my part don't have a problem with that! So, I guess, I'll wait for your reply?

Have a nice day!"

He scoffed a little, hovering over the delete button, but instead, he clicked her profile icon, opening the details. Her profile picture showed a white big dog, being hugged by what he assumed was her. He couldn't see her face however, half of her face above her nose cropped out to fit the entire dog instead. He could spot her clothes however; a top and skirt, flat shoes and sheer tights with white spots on them. His brows furrowed, how old was she? Her profile said she was about a year younger than him, every post she'd made up to this date about pet stuff, clothes who all seemed to follow a pastel-color scheme, and artwork you seemed to be selling. You were basically the definition of cute.

Fan-fucking-tastic. Hopefully you wouldn't be too upset when he denied your request, but somehow he thought it over. You said you could cook and you did seem like an organized person. Knowing what kind of effect he could have on people, he could probably scare the shit out of you and keep you around without really having to interact much; and rent was also due this month, so the sooner he found a roommate the better. "Fuck it." He said, and began to type his reply.

When his doorbell rang, he almost burned his hand with the hot water he currently used to make himself a cup of ramen, cursing loudly. Who the fuck wasn't home again so he had to take their package in? One day the old lady across the hall would find a dead rat or something in front of her door, he swore to himself. Ripping the door open with so much force he could feel a bit of wind gushing by, his eyes widened when he saw a similar face in front of him- well, a little below actually. He remembered your lips instantly for some awkward reason, having tried to maybe paint a picture of what you looked like entirely over the last few days. He would've never expected something like this however- you looked like a literal doll in his opinion, your eyes wide open and mouth a little parted, shiny lipgloss making him swallow. Wait, did he really forget that you said you wanted to move in today?!

"I uh.. I'm- I'm Y/N, we- I- the ad..?" You said, your voice sounding nothing like the woman he usually was around. He smirked a little, moving so you could step inside, food now definitely forgotten on the kitchen counter. He really should've at least cleaned up a little he thought. Whatever.

"Yeah, figured. There you go, thats your room. The keys and shit are on the matress, make sure you don't loose 'em." He simply said, before leaving you alone in your new home to settle down.

"What I'm trying to say is, Y/N, you and I, this could really be something!" Taehyung slurred into your ear, loud enough for Jungkook to hear. For some reason it pissed him off to no ends how close the older one seemed to be, constantly hitting on you like he was a starving man, even know half of town knew very well that he wasn't. He could see why; you were innocent, and Tae known to fool around a lot. You were a challenge, something new for him, and he would lie if he said that he wasn't interested as well. Oh he was; but he also had at least some manners left inside of him, contrary to popular belief not only thinking with his dick. Taehyung however was only out for fun, making Jungkook question if he should really let this continue.

He decided no.

"Alright you fucking whore, it's bedtime isn't it? I'll call you a cab." Taehyung groaned at the younger one's words, nodded his head however before looking at you with a smirk.

"Ah, what a shame. But if you wanna have some fun you know my number!" He said, as if he didn't just offer you sex. You blushed at this, not answering, making Jungkook watch you a bit. You really were something else. "Jungkookie, you're so nicee... If I was gay I would definitely suck your dick-" The younger in question made a disgusted yet amused face, putting a hand over the blue haired one's mouth.

"Yeah yeah, you pay me back though you fucker." He said, before going into the kitchen to make the call. Taehyung, being left alone with you again started with his questioning, as he had done the entire night.

"So, Y/N.." He said, dragging out the last syllable of your name playfully, making you shuffle around where you were sitting a bit. He certainly was a pretty attractive guy, but he also seemed to be very straightforward- something you always had struggled with, being more on the shy side. You looked at him, silently urging him to continue before taking a sip of your own beer- cherry flavored, simply because the regular was too bitter in your opinion. "What kind of toys do you use, heh?" He questioned, and you coughed suddenly. Taehyung laughed loudly at that, cooing when you calmed down slowly.

"Taehyung, stop harassing my roommate you fucking idiot. I need her to pay half of the rent-" He said, before sitting down next to you, raising one of his eyebrows at you. "And she also makes some killer lasagna. Kinda wanna keep that." He said, before laughing a bit. Even though Jungkook seemed to be pretty intimidating to you, he was actually a pretty good guy to have around. You both barely ever fought, and overall you could almost see yourself falling for him too- he had the looks after all. But his habit of bringing people over just to satisfy himself was something that made you keep some distance between you both. He wasn't someone to settle down- let alone with someone like you. You were pretty much the exact opposite of what he seemed to like.

Sending Tae home was easier than you both thought. Not being able to go to bed you both decided to watch some late night shows while casually talking- something that wasn't uncommon between you two. Just when you seemed to have gotten comfortable again, Jungkook couldn't help but tease you again.

"So, what Toys do you use, heh?" He said, laughing with his head thrown back afterwards at your red face. This would certainly never get old in his opinion. Just as he was about to apologize and tell you you didn't have to answer, your voice was heard, however.

"None." You said, and his eyes widened at that. "What? Do I look like I do these things to you?" You asked, and he cocked his head to the side a bit, scanning you obviously. He shrugged, and you began to pout, moving to wrap your pastel pink blanket around yourself. "I don't even know how to buy one. That stuff is just.. don't know. Gross." You said, and Jungkook turned on the couch, body facing you now, his interest sparked.

"Gross? So you never had sex before?" He said, and you went silent. Were you serious right now? You were an angel in his eyes, body proportions almost perfect, hell, even your slight imperfections were adorable in his eyes. Up until now he had been sure that you at least have had your fair share of experience, but a virgin? His world was suddenly turned upside down. "Well.. that's something I didn't expect." He said, making you raise your eyebrows at him. "You're hot. Thats why. Oh well." He said, missing the way your eyes widened at that. "I'm gonna go to bed now. Goodnight." He simply said, and you answered with a short 'goodnight' as well- still a bit surprised by his statement. Jungkook thought.. you were attractive?

He'd somehow gotten used to you, how you would leave your pastel pink but admittedly really soft blanket in a pile on one edge of the couch in the living room, how you sometimes left your toothbrush in the sink when you'd been in a hurry, or how you would hum to a song, not knowing he could hear you very clearly. Maybe he really did go soft after living with you for a while. He still didn't know himself why he got so upset with Taehyung the day prior; was he really being selfish? He was protecting you, nothing more. Taehyung was everything but a gentle lover, jungkook just knew he'd break you for sure, not to mention that you already stated how much you despised one night stands, which were practically Taehyungs speciality. He was just looking after you, nothing more.

The more he thought about it however, the more problematic the entire plan became.

But even now, while the young woman whose name he had already forgotten was giving it her all sucking his dick, all that seemed to swim around in his head were the events of the previous evening; how innocent and embarrassed you looked at him when you told him you'd never bought, let alone use a toy before. Surely you'd be someone to enjoy a good vibrator he thought, maybe as a gag he could buy you one? Oh how enchanting you'd look, spread out on his mattress while he would edge you over and over until you'd be crying, begging for his mercy. He would praise you for taking it so well, for being so good for him and only him, and he just knew you would blush. Instead of rushing to his own satisfaction, he would go slow, agonizingly slow, just to see how far he could push you. He would feast on you like a predator on his prey, pull you close so you had no chance of escaping him, he would trace every curve of your skin, gently, as if to make up for the bruises and Mark's he would surely leave all over you to feed his inner need to claim you, even though he would never let anyone see you like this while he was alive and breathing anyways. He just knew you would fit perfectly underneath him, his body covering you and shielding you away from the world around. Would you be able to take all of him? He probably would have to stretch you real good before even thinking about pushing his dick inside you, yet he just knows you would somehow make him proud and take it all, and he would continue his praises, telling you what a good girl you are.

He almost laughed at the situation, he really was in deep, wasn't he? Frustrated and confused he started to picture someone else entirely kneeled between his legs on the floor, how you'd bat your eyelashes at him like the fucking angel you were instead of the girl currently there, and that thought alone gave him the final push to shoot his load down the strangers throat, who moaned obscenely at the feeling. Usually he would be aroused, ready for more, but the sound of someone who wasn't his little roommate ripped him out of his daydream. This couldn't go on like that. Sending the lady out without many words, he decided that he just needed to fuck you, and all would be good again. He was just curious. Nothing else. He just needed to satiate his hunger and he could go back to normal.

How would he be able to do this without ending up hurting you? No matter how big his hunger for you was, he also considered you somewhat of a friend. He remembered when you came home crying one time after a bad day at work, and how he wanted to hold you, shielding you from any harm, making you feel safe. Because that's what he, and only he could do in his opinion. No matter what, he'd protect you, as weird as that sounded. Shit.

He really had a crush on you.

Unknowing to him you always held your hands over your ears whenever he brought home a different girl, not being able to listen to his moans mixed with someone else's. You were slowly beginning to regret moving in, already starting to think about maybe searching for a different apartment. But the rent was cheap, your room big, and his company relaxing when he wasn't busy being buried in someone he couldn't even remember after a day or two. Somehow tears were leaking out of your eyes, and you took your hands down from the sides of your head to wipe them away, careful to be as silent as possible as to not alert him that you were awake, well aware of the shower turning on. You did notice however how his sessions became shorter and shorter, always seeming to end sudden instead of usual. But the more you thought of it, the more angry at yourself for falling for this manwhore you became. You really should hate him- but you couldn't.

Tonight was definetely the prime example of why you didn't go into clubs. The sheer amount of people around you, the smell of sweat and cheap cologne and perfume all around made you feel like a headache was inevitable. Why were you here again? Oh yes. You followed Taehyungs advice and 'tried to make friends' instad of looming around your apartment all day. But right now you just really wished you stayed home instead of going here.

Sure, you liked your coworkers, and they seemed nice and everything, but if you were being honest, they're definition of fun was entirely not yours. You began to feel cramped up in the large club, making you desperately pull your phone out of your pocket, texting Jungkook in hopes he could save you from this god forsaken torment they called a club.

Minutes later, after Jungkook oh so gentlemanly told you to pick you up, you stood in front of that said location, waiting for his cheap but admittedly nice car to pull up. Sadly, someone else seemed to be way more intent on bringing you home- a young man your age, attractive, yes, but also heavily intoxicated. He had already eyed you up inside the building you noticed, yet hadn't made a move towards you. Now however, he seemed more determined than ever.

"Lets go home baby, I swear you won't regret-" He started, but you moved away from him, clenching onto your little handbag in order to at least keep your belongings safe if he tried anything else. Suddenly both your figures were drowned in the warm light of Jungkook's car lights- you immediately recognized them simply by the fact that one was brighter than the other, something you always told him, yet he always waved you off, telling you that both were doing just fine, even though his left light was clearly almost dead. Typical him, you thought. Yet right now, you couldn't be happier to see him.

He however, did not seem happy at all. His face was serious, his wavy hair hanging a little over his eyes, steps fast and strong enough that you could hear his black boots almost crush the slight gravel of the parking lot. "Fuck off sunnyboy and go back inside." He simply yelled out, having already seen how uncomfortable you were with the stranger so close to you. Jungkook wasn't someone to blindly punch someone, that said however, he couldn't contain himself once he saw the guy reaching out for your arm, your figure instinctively scrambling to get behind Jungkooks way larger body. He didn't even notice his fist connecting with the strangers face, simply leading you by the small of your back inside his car, driving home without any more words.

You were not to be touched by someone so dirty like this young man who didn't even knew his own limits it seemed.

Yet you were completely confused now. Maybe, if you were now the reason he got into physical fights, you should make a decision.

The next morning, sitting down at the kitchen table, you watched Jungkook filling your bowl with cereal as well- lucky charms for you, and chocolate chips for him. It became somewhat of a routine since you both woke up roughly around the same time, sharing breakfast was common. The best moment in your opinion to pop the bomb.

"I'm moving out." You said softly, fiddling with your fingers in your lap, leg nervously bouncing up and down. Why did this feel like you were breaking up with him? You both would've ended up going separate ways sooner or later anyways- so he would probably just nod, ask when, and that would be it. He was someone who didn't bother much. But the second you said it, he turned around completely shocked, suddenly very much awake.

"Why? Did I do something?" He asked, sounding genuinely offended for some reason you couldn't come up with. In his mind, scenario over scenario started to play, as if he wanted to search for something he may have said or done to make you so upset that you didn't want to live with him anymore. He knew he shouldn't be so upset over it, since you and him were merely roommates, friends who shared an apartment, nothing more, but he never really expected you to come up with it so sudden. Or maybe you had a boyfriend? What if it was Taehyung, and you just didn't tell him? He would rip that fucker's stupid blue hair out, he knew-

"No. I- not reall-" You sighed, setting your elbows on the kitchen table before letting your head fall into your hands. "Actually yes, you did." You started, looking at him, but unable to hold eye contact with the now completely confused curly haired boy in front of you. "You.. uh.. I cant sleep. Your, 'guests', the walls aren't really soundproof and like, I really- and just.. ugh this is so awkward, please don't make me say it-" You said, groaning the rest of your sentence before stubbornly shoving your back against the chair, throwing your legs back and forth viciously, reminding Jungkook of a kid who was close to throwing a tantrum. Even though this was definitely not the time to think about you laid out over his leg, his hand hitting your perfectly shaped butt until it was red just to punish you for being such a brat, exactly this picture began to form in the back of his head. He hated himself somehow, really. But somehow instead of accepting your decision, he moved to stand at the table, hands on top of it, eyes searching yours.

"Say it Y/N. You know I hate when I have to pull thing out your throat sweetheart." He didn't intend on using the nickname, but somehow he threw his hesitation out the window. If you really were fooling around with someone, someone who wasn't him he wanted to know- and even if you didn't share that information with him, you would move out anyways, so why hold back anymore? You shook your head at him, avoiding his gaze, and he clicked his tongue, patience slowly thinning out. "Spit it out." He said again, but he still got no reaction. His hand seemed to move without his consent when he suddenly found his fingers on your chin, moving your head to force your attention towards him. "Speak the fuck up, I swear to god." He said, voice dropping down lower, and somehow you seemed as if bewitched.

Maybe it was the way he stood there, how he still held your chin, or how intensely he looked at you, but words dropped out of your mouth as if you drank harry potters truth potion. "I cant stand that you let these girls touch you, that they can get you so easily and you just look past me a- and I really tried you know, because Taehyung said you liked mature girls more so I tried to do that, but he lied to me, you don't notice me at all, you're so mean you-" He shut your mouth with his mouth, trying to process the information he just received, yet it seemed like it was too much at once. You were.. jealous? And what kind of stupid advice was Taehyung giving away, that fucker? It was true that he liked his women to be confident and mature, but that was just so they knew what they were doing, and he didn't need to put so much effort into something he could get so easily.

"So you were jealous?" He said, a small smirk creeping up on him, cooing at you internally when you shook your head, face red. "If you wanted me to fuck you, you could've just asked. Geez." He said, but instead of being relieved, your shoulders sagged down. "What?" He asked, and you mumbled to him.

"Because I don't want just that one time stuff you do." Jungkook looked at you, eyes softening at your somehow-confession. He just put together the pieces in his head, and it did make sense. You were practically attached to him wherever he took you, always seemingly glowing whenever his attention was on you. He was as much as a dense head than you were, and he couldn't help but pull out a chair and sitting down, patting his legs as an invitation.

"Good, because I don't want that either. And I don't share either." He said, and looked at you gently, but with a deep darkness behind his eyes. "Trust me baby, you can sit down now and I promise you'll be the only one to have me- or you can move out and go on with your life." He almost laughed at the way it suddenly clicked in your head on what he was offering, suddenly jumping up and sitting on his thighs, legs on either side of his body. He looked down at you, a divine picture coming to life. His hands were placed on the exposed skin under your skirt, slowly sliding over the soft skin until his fingers felt the seam of your tights- those goddamn things he'd wanted to rip off of you so badly these past days. "You can touch me, you know?" He said lowly, and you noticed how awkward you must've looked for a second, seated on his lap with your hands in front of you, unsure where to put them. Just to ground yourself, your fingers began to play with his shirt, and he had to swallow the laugh that wanted to break free. "You don't have to do this, you know? I'm fine with waiting-" He began, but you immediately shook your head, however, at loss for words. He smiled again, dangerously so you noticed. His head dipped down, finally touching your skin on your neck with his lips, leaving open mouthed kisses under your earlobe down to the crook, hands moving over your clothes already mapping out your body in his mind, one hand pulling down one side of your soft fleece jacket you wore, pulling down your shirt as well, so he could softly nip at your shoulder, making you gasp oh so cutely at his actions. His hands didn't stop however, moving over your chest, kneading both of your breasts softly, as if he would hurt you if he used too much strength- which was probably the case. He already loved how bis his hands looked running over your body, how your hands held his shirt in fists, eyes closed, yet not because of fear; you looked serene to him, face showing him the soft pleasure you felt. He suddenly moved you a little, making you straddle one of his leg, core pushed against his thigh. "Let's start slow, yeah?" He asked, whispering words into your ear, lips never parting from you. He slowly began to move your hips, urging you to simply follow what you thought felt best to you. "Use me baby. Get off on my thigh." You whined at that, slowly starting to move more and more boldly, and he decided that he was officially a goner. Even if you didn't want him after whatever may be happening, he knew he could never go back. The way you squeezed your eyes shut every now and then, moving back and forth yet always a bit helpless, showing how inexperienced you were. He could feel the wet patch forming on his jeans, his hands moving you a bit faster, before you let your head fall onto his shoulder, making him chuckle. "What is it baby? Do you need help, hm?" He said, a bit mockingly even, and you nodded into his shoulder. "Tell me what you need then. What do you want, princess?" He said, running his hands over your back, feeling your bodyheat through your clothes.

"wanna get the same.. as the others.." You mumbled, unsure what you were even asking for. Jungkook however simply smiled, suddenly lifting you up, hands under your behind carrying you to his room, before finally letting you fall onto his mattress, laughing when your body jumped a little, making you squeak so cutely. He smiled, crawling over you, his fantasy finally coming to life- you looked so lost under him, so utterly defenseless he could swear he could feel something primal awake inside him- and that was not his dick, which already strained against his jeans, impatient.

"Ah but Baby.." He began, taking off your soft jacket before his hands traced your bare arms until he moved them under your shirt, feeling your skin underneath his fingers. "You're my special girl.." He began to lift your shirt up, helping you out of it before he got rid of your skirt as well, chuckling at your cute lacey underwear, which was so typically you. So innocent, yet so arousing, how you squirmed underneath him in nothing but those pastel colored undergarments. "And special girls get special treatments.." His words were low, soft spoken yet with a rough edge to his tone, a natural feature of his voice that you've come to love. You couldn't even begin to paint out a picture of what he was talking about- sure, you have seen your fair share of adult films, you weren't a kid after all- but up until this moment, up until you met Jungkook, you've never really thought about what you could like when it came to these things. Even in your thoughts you felt shy saying any profanities out loud, how could you expect to know about kinks? "But only if you can behave for me, but you can do that right?" He said, unhooking your bra behind your back with ease and interrupting your inner talk with yourself. "You'll be my good girl, yeah?" He said, and you just viciously nodded, already growing frustrated, and oh how he loved it. This was how he had pictured you. If he had known before that this was what it felt like to have control over someone, he would've never done anything else if he was honest; but then again, you really were a special girl to him. The way you suddenly mewled when his hand cupped your heat, giving you a little pressure just to tease you even further almost caught him off guard. God have mercy on his soul, you were so sensitive to him, and it dawned on him again that he was making you this way. He was the first to- and he would make sure he'd be the only one as well. All those noises tumbling out of between your lips were only his to hear. His breathing peaked up at the view he had, how you began to impatiently rut into his hand, needy for more than he was giving you. He leaned back, finally getting rid of his own clothes as well to your satisfaction, lazily throwing his opened flannel as well as his white shirt somewhere on the floor in his room, and you couldn't help but stare. Truth be told, you didn't really know what to expect of him if you were honest, his constant gym visits giving you the impression that he had to be extremely fit, yet his habit of consuming more than two cups of ramen easily spoke differently. He was, in your eyes, the perfect in-between- he definetely was fit, his abs visible to your eyes, yet he didn't look like those over-achievers you sometimes saw walking around the same gym whenever you met him there to go home together. The way his muscles flexed at every move when he loomed over you again made you want to touch him, yet your shy side forbade you. He chuckled again. "You can touch what's yours all you want, you know?" He said, before he began to place his hand back onto your chest, his breath hot on your collarbone where he placed his kisses again, already hooked on your taste. His other, tattooed hand found its way back to your core, feeling the dampness there with amusement. You were more than what he'd imagined. Slowly he got rid of that barrier however, leaving your tights on for his own pleasure and maybe also for the aesthetic of it, his digits circling around your sensitive bud, making you squeal again, putting your hands over your mouth to keep your voice down. He clicked his tongue at this, moving them to lay right under the small of your back. "Be good and keep them there, yeah?" He said, and you looked away.

"But its- thats emb-" You couldn't even finish the beginning of your rant before he went back to his task at hand, sitting back before moving your legs to spread obscenely over his thighs simply to catch a glimpse of your glistening center, before he placed his body over yours again, hand now roughly circling in delicious eights around your clit, making you gasp out.

"Nothing you do is embarrassing, you hear me. If anything its fucking hot how you can be so fucking adorable even with my hand between your legs, doll." He said, before dipping a finger into you, making you move a bit at the foreign feeling. "Gotta stretch you out babygirl.." He said lowly, careful not to get too fast. His second finger joined in, and he could feel how tight you were around them, already clenching a bit as well, making his mouth water, but also growing a bit of worry in the back of his mind. Usually he was quite cocky about his overly average qualities down in his pants, but now he was genuinely concerned to hurt you with it. This was definitely a first for him. "Baby you're so small.. I don't think you can take it.." He said, a bit of a teasing undertone to his words as well. "See? You're already squeezing my fingers so hard princess, how could my dick ever fit inside huh?" He said, contrary to his otherwise rough nature keeping his movements gentle and slow enough for you to adjust without causing much pain. He could see the slight discomfort in your eyes, yet you suddenly shook your head, voice whiny.

"Uh-uh.." You mumbled, and he laughed a bit at that. "can take it.." You said bratty as ever, feeding his ego to no ends. "Wanna have it- you.. you gon' give it right? 'm good.." You said, having troubles keeping your hands under your back just like he told you to, grabbing the sheets underneath you instead to have something to keep yourself grounded.

Jungkook couldn't stop smiling. You didn't even know what you were asking for, yet you seemed so drowned in trust with him, that you simply gave him the right to do anything he wanted with you. "You sure?" He said, and smiled at the way you nodded again with your eyes closed. He moved away after that, shedding his pants before he walked over to his bedside table, fishing out a condom, before moving back to you, your eyes now on him, or more than that, on his very apparent bulge his boxers failed to conceal. Maybe you really did ask for more than you could take. Quite literally. Sensing your growing uneasiness he simply discarded his underwear, cock finally springing free, slapping soundlessly against his abdomen before he sat between your legs again. You made grabby hands for the foil package in his hands, somehow wanting to slip it onto him, yet he shook his head amused. "Nuh-uh baby. I'm afraid if you touch me right now I'll just embarrass myself and come straight away." He said, and you giggled at that. The sound of it brought him back at ease, his little joke having helped to calm you down at least a little bit. He knew this was a big thing, especially for someone like you- and it made him feel even a bit pressured if he was honest. He was slow when he dipped his head inside, your body instinctively trying to move away a bit, but you forced yourself to stay still, eyes now pressed close. Moving around a bit he kept one hand around the base of himself, the other steadying himself next to your shoulder, kissing you on your lips for the first time since you both started, surprising you enough to not notice how he somehow began to glide into you with the help of your arousal and the lubricant of the condom around him. He groaned, the first actual noise he'd made you could tie to his pleasure, and your breathing picked up once you noticed how full you felt. Gasping several times he suddenly started to laugh, making you giggle as well, even though you didn't knew what was so funny in that situation. "God- ugh.. your- fuck you're tight.." He pressed out, fighting hard against his hips' own mind yelling at him to move, to wreck you, to utterly ruin you. But he couldn't allow himself to do that- reassuring himself that he would have time for that at a later date. He slowly started to move around after he calmed down enough, keeping his speed down to keep it gentle for you. "I- fuck.." He started, having to talk to stretch his patience out, and to also ease your mild pain a little bit. "Let's- ugh.. Let's go on a date tomorrow, yeah? I.. god-" He said, and you nodded, moaning in your delicate pitch he oh so loved. "Gonna be all romantic and shit- fuck- gonna treat you like- for Mcdonald's or some shit." He said, making you both laugh between gasps of pleasure, your hands suddenly frantically moving around the sheets, legs shaking as he began to speed up his pace. You didn't knew what an orgasm would feel like, or how you knew you would have one, but you gasped, chocking on unshed tears in frustration as you noticed that you couldn't tumble over that delicious edge, and Jungkook noticed, cooing at you. "Ah, my baby can't come without her little clit being touched?" He said, kissing the side of your neck, biting the skin teasingly before sucking a hickey on your collarbone, his hands now grabbing yours, fingers intertwining with his, before moving them around his neck, sensing how you wanted to be closer to him, even though that hardly seemed possible. "Come for me baby, you can do it." He said, kissing your shoulder as if to make up for his mark he'd left, his hand now reaching between your bodies, only needing to put a bit of pressure on your little nub to send you flying. You moaned out loud, uncaring on how you sounded, clinging onto him for dear life, his own release making him groan out as well.

He could feel your body trembling, your breathing still fast. He waited for a moment or two for himself to soften up so he could pull out gently- your still slightly clenching hole almost pushing his dick out of yourself. You whined at the empty feeling, and he hushed you gently, moving around so he was sitting up against his headboard, your body on his lap, head on his shoulder. His hand moved back and forth over your spine, the other keeping your body steadily against him. "You did so, so good baby." He gently whispered between your breaths still coming out a little faster than they should. "To be honest I actually was kind of worried you wouldn't be able to take it. I'm impressed princess." He said, making you giggle. You still weren't quite back yet, still bathing in your own afterglow, and he simply waited for you to calm down- slowly becoming aware of your surroundings again.

"Hey, Jungkookie.." You started with that nickname Taehyung always teased him with, yet you would get away with it anytime on his watch. He simply moved his head to look at you, even if you weren't at him. "Did you.. like, mean it? Are we.. a couple now, or?" You started a bit too softly, yet you didn't have to be scared of his answer to that.

He took a deep breath, before yawning a bit. "If you want us to be. I know I want to." He started, brushing some hair away from your eyes. You looked at him, big eyes so innocent like he didn't just fuck you into his mattress literally minutes ago.

"I want to!" You immediately said, making him chuckle and place a kiss on your nose, receiving a giggle at that, before you tensed up. He raised his eyebrows at that, before you looked at him surprised. "My legs are all- tingly.. Jungkook did you break me- HEY don't laugh!" You said, but he couldn't help himself.

He threw his head back, laughing his admittedly cute open laugh, before wrapping his arms around your body. "God I love you." He simply said, making you smile.

"Hey Jungkookie?" You said after a bit.

"Yeah Princess?" He answered.

"That McDonald's date still stands, right?" You said with a small voice, making him snort.

"Anything you want princess. Anything you want."

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-ˏˋ⋆ ̥ 𝗳𝗼𝘅'𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝗿𝗮𝗲𝘁𝗵 – part one: the beginning (cyj)

pairing: choi yeonjun x fem!reader x kang taehyun

genre(s): fantasy, period!fic, nine-tailed fox!yeonjun, crown prince!taehyun, angst, fluff here and there

word count: 4,1k

the spirit who had been guarding the south side of the mountain, a nine-tailed fox, is requested by the crown prince of Joseon to make an appearance before his betrothed. though reluctant at first, he agrees on condition that their meeting is fleeting and under the guise of a mask.

an: this was inspired by the kdrama ‘tale of the nine-tailed’, hence the similar elements. events may or may not be historically accurate. ++ i’m really anxious about how this fic will be taken, but i’ve put too much effort in to let it sit in my drafts ksks. might post the part 2 if you want! let me know what you think!

(finally posting this as a gift for the immense support i’ve been receiving! thank you! ❤️ and low-key bc sumi has been thinkin about kitsune yeonjun)

Sealed by the promise of two youths many moons ago, your betrothal to the crown prince of Joseon was something which was not unbeknownst to anyone in the country. Many young ladies, noble and common alike, coveted your fortune and would make desperate pleas to the gods to have half the luck you did. And perhaps anyone else would have boasted about how fate had favoured them, but you didn’t.

“(Y/n)? Are you listening?” his highness asked, raising an eyebrow as you continued to flip through the pages of a book you had picked up from his desk. You placed the book back where you found it and turned to look from the pavilion, out across the pond and above the canopy tops to the mountains in the distance.

What had intrigued you about the palace was not the status, nor the riches, nor the people who dwelt within it. After all, you preferred to be neck-deep in books of history and literature, poetry, and volumes which questioned which was myth and which was reality. Your father, though, was as open-minded as anyone else was about the education of women at the time – not at all. So you had resorted to killing two birds with one stone; appeasing your father by agreeing to meet with the prince meant getting your hands on books you wouldn’t be able to find anywhere else.

But today, you had an entirely different motive.

“Do you believe in mythical beings, your Highness?” you asked, turning to face the prince who stared back at you, wide-eyed.

The seemingly sudden question had him taken aback.

From the very first meeting, you had puzzled Taehyun. Like you, although he knew he had to do it some day, the topic of his marriage hadn’t interested him. Or rather, it was more important to him that the person he would one day wed had the same interests as he did – the good of the people and the flourishing of the country.

He’d be lying if he said he didn’t expect you to be as crazed about love and titles as the other noblewomen of Joseon were, at first. So he was pleasantly surprised when you had arrived at Gyeongbokgung, not batting an eyelash in his direction. But when he had attempted to open discussions about politics and solving the exorbitant taxes expected from the people, he’d find your nose buried in one of the books from the pile you sifted through by his desk.

Taehyun was already struggling to figure you out, and now you asked him this.

“I’m not sure what you mean,” he cocked his head to the side, folding his hands behind his back. “have you come across something thought-provoking?”

“It’s quite straightforward; a yes or no question.” you shrugged, smirking as your eyes caught the not-so-discreet glances his personal guard and the eunuch had given one another.

Ultimately, to have relations with the throne was not all sunshine and roses. For your own protection, and to ensure you were not used as leverage against the king, your father had sent you very far from home – to Southern Jeolla. And it was upon your arrival back in Hanyang, after many years away, that you had come to hear the rumours which had surrounded the royal family.

A gumiho. A nine-tailed fox. The spirit which protected the forest. A being which could not be trusted. The one to whom the country owed it’s prosperity. The one at whose hands the country could fall into havoc.

You knew better than to believe the words of storytellers and self-proclaimed chroniclers. It was the fact that they had all said the same thing which had perturbed you. It left this unsettling feeling, which just wouldn’t fade away. So you read book after book, folklores and retellings, each and every documented account of those who had insisted they had seen the man with ‘eyes which glowed like hot embers even in the light of day’. It nearly drove you insane.

That was, until just this morning, when you had overheard the court ladies chattering away in hushed tones about how so-and-so had come to see the prince again, how much so-and-so frightened them, and how they wondered for how much longer the king would leave the future of the kingdom in the hands of such a wild-card.

You turned to look out beyond the trees again, a sudden gush of wind rattling their branches and sending their leaves sailing through the air. “Let me meet him. This... friend of yours, your Highness.”

“No.”

Taehyun nodded, taking a leaf from the shrub in front of him between his fingers, “I thought you’d say that.”

Yeonjun huffed, taking a bite out of one of the freshly picked apples the prince had brought along with him on his visit (as some sort of incentive, he supposed). The scowl he had adorned etched deeper into his face as Taehyun’s proposition crossed his mind a second time. He should have left the boy to the wandering spirits all those years ago, is what he thought. The fact that Yeonjun had allowed him to follow him around and meet with him must have made him cocky.

In the beginning, he trusted them. Yeonjun had spent thousands of years cultivating the forest and protecting those which lived beneath it’s canopy. He had taken an oath to never allow any harm to come to it, and as a sort of by-product, had taken up an arrangement with the king to hand over to him any miscreants who chanced into his territory. And for hundreds of years, this agreement was honored. King after king had revered the spirit who protected the people, throwing grand festivals in his honor.

Until humans did what they always do. They became consumed by greed and corrupted by power. They feared that the existence of a powerful being, and the esteem in which the people held it, threatened the very authority of the throne.

On a night which felt like yesterday to Yeonjun, the then king had convinced him to appear before the people, reasoning that he deserved to be celebrated and loved; not lurking in the depths of a forest where he wondered alone. His yearning for family provoked, he had left, only to return to enormous crackling fires which devoured everything in their path.

Now he was being asked to entertain the likes of one of them again? An insolent, entitled woman who was probably the daughter of some power-hungry government official nonetheless? He wouldn’t allow himself to be made a fool out of again.

“I’m aware you cannot leave the forest unguarded for long periods of time, especially at night,” Taehyun said, brushing the bits of earth from his hand onto his silk garment. “which is why I want to bring her here.”

The half-eaten apple hit the forest floor with a thud.

“What did you just say?” the same incredulity written on Yeonjun’s face, embedded into his voice.

Taehyun grinned sheepishly, “Hyung, can’t you do me this one favour?”

Quickly taking a seat beside him, the crown prince of the Joseon dynasty grabbed onto the sleeve of Yeonjun’s black robe and tugged at it. Yeonjun sucked a sharp breath of air through his teeth and slapped his hands away. The memory of a scared little boy in disheveled clothes, sobbing as snot ran down onto his lips crossed Yeonjun’s mind. He bit back the grin which fought to pull at his lips.

“I thought you weren’t interested in love? Why all the effort then?”

Taehyun dropped his hands from where they had been grappling at Yeonjun’s robe and stood up, clearing his throat before folding his hands behind his back again. Yeonjun smirked. “It’s not by choice, the woman in question is frightening. Only the gods would know the lengths she would have gone to had I refused her.”

Many minutes of back and forth bickering had passed before Taehyun managed to convince Yeonjun to appear before you. This reluctant agreement came with conditions, however. Leaving the mountain for even a moment during nightfall was out of the question, but that didn’t mean that he was okay with some suspicious woman wandering into his home. So, they had settled on the foot of the mountain closest to the north side. Yeonjun had also made sure to point out that although he had agreed to let you see him, he never agreed to introductions.

“You never struck me as the type to attend parties in the evening, your Highness,” you hollered from your palanquin which lagged behind his. When no reply came, you seethed, biting back the urge to punch a hole through the expensive wooden barrier in front of you. He had suddenly appeared at your father’s estate just as the sun had dipped beyond the horizon, not bothering to give an explanation before your father had the guards stuff you into the tiny varnished vehicle. “You haven’t yet answered me, your Majesty. The question from earlier.”

You cried out in pain when the palanquin was suddenly set down, tossing you up in the air like a shuttlecock. Hand still pressing down on your head from where it had hit the roof of the palanquin, you glared at Taehyun’s outstretched hand when the door folded open. You violently slapped the hand away and pulled back your skirt, nearly kicking his shins as you climbed out. Accidentally, of course.

Your behaviour amused Taehyun, a smirk finding its way to his lips. He whispered something to Soobin, his personal guard, who had given him a distressed look in return. He sighed as Taehyun placed a hand on his shoulder, giving a quick nod before returning to the entourage. You raised an eyebrow when Taehyun offered you a smile, gesturing his hand to the left of where the road forked into two.

The evening air was brisk; the various flora emitting a plethora of unique smells which blended together as they crawled into your nose. Leaves rustled as the forest creatures scurried across the floor; the occasional flapping of wings and hoots of the wide-eyed, mice-eating predators filling the otherwise eerie silence. The pale moon, which shone like a great halo in the sky, casted it’s light through the trees, creating beautiful natural skylights and mysterious shadows. The breeze was ever-so gentle, seemingly caressing your cheeks as you followed Taehyun down the path filled with earthy soil.

“You’re going to kill me aren’t you?” He chuckled at the question you had posed. He took a firm hold of your hand as he helped you cross the stream you had encountered, squeezing it a little tighter as your shoe glided off some algae, smiling when he heard the under-the-breath cuss.

When you had both safely crossed over into the field of long grass on the other side of the bank, he caught his breath for a moment. “My men say there came a troupe from Jeonju in Northern Jeolla a few days back,” Taehyun started, motioning for you to follow behind him as he stalked through the vegetation.

You groaned. Just how much torture was he planning to put you through? Did he find out you had ‘borrowed’ some of the books from his shelf?

After another few dreadful minutes of walking, an enormous tree came into your sights. It’s trunk looked as if it could house a small population, and it’s branches spread far across the open space; a meadow. Taehyun smiled in satisfaction and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, before placing his hands on his hips. Was this what he wanted to show you? You were far too tired, and your feet hurt way too much to enjoy the sentiment.

“Right, as I was saying,” The prince continued. You took a seat on the soft blades of grass and began pulling the shoes off your aching feet. “Despite journeying across the country to perform in gisaeng houses, I’m told the productions of this troupe were rather enthralling – ”

The sound of your snorting earned a glare from the prince. You shook your hand, “I find myself in constant surprise this evening, your Highness,” you laughed. “Hearing the term‘gisaeng’ from your mouth would send chills down anyone’s spine.”

The distant strumming of a zither whispered in your ears and your body froze. Slowly, the field, which had been lit only by the silvery hues offered by the moon, glowed in shades of green and yellow as fireflies hovered in the air. Then the zither stopped. Your neck snapped in the direction of scuffling feet by the tree trunk. Figures dressed in black placed paper lanterns varying in size at the base of the trunk, before scaling up to the branches.

A gasp slipped from your lips when the zither had suddenly started playing again; much louder this time. Ribbons dropped from different branches around the tree, carrying men and women who spun as they unravelled. Sporting white masks in the form of a fox, they danced around the tree, twirling and swinging back, dipping low before soaring through the air with such delicacy it gave you goosebumps.

“This performance is called the Fox’s Hiraeth,” Taehyun whispered, eyes fixated on the scene before of him, “you asked the other day did you not? About gumihos in Hanyang.”

His Highness’ attempt to throw you off was painfully obvious in that moment, and it did not go unnoticed. But just before you could make the remark that you had been carefully curating for exactly this situation, the zither had come to a stop once again. Leaves rustled above you and you lifted your head into a pair of the prettiest eyes you had ever seen.

They were a shade of light brown; little flecks of green and amber peeking from in-between when light passed through them. Bewilderment swam in those sparkling orbs behind the mask, it’s wearer holding his breath, not looking away for even a moment. The feeling in your chest drew a smile onto your lips, so big, it pushed up the corners of your eyes.

“Hello.”

He pulled back suddenly, and a strong gust of wind blew right through you, making you squeeze your eyes shut. The wind seemed to blow harder and harder – Taehyun had to press his hands onto your shoulders to prevent you from being gone with it. When it had died down and you opened your eyes again, you shot up, shoving his hands away.

The lights had gone out and the fireflies were nowhere to be seen. The lanterns and the troupe too had vanished into thin air; leaving not a trace. But that was not what was distressing you.

Hands clenching fists into your satin skirt, your eyes searched desperately, “where did he go?”

“Who?” Taehyun questioned, tightening the black cloth strings of his gat. He blinked, feigning innocence so professionally, it antagonised you. “The performance is over; we should leave.”

Pulling your lips between your teeth, the agonizing feeling of having lost something important tearing at your chest, you made a decision. You were positive that Taehyun knew exactly what was going on, but you weren’t about to waste any more time trying to force an answer out of the tight-lipped prince.

Where the meadow under the peculiar tree ended, the forest started again, and spread all across the mountain. You could have been mistaken, and that man may have just been another one of the performers. But it was the forest. It felt as if it was calling out to you; screaming. Every one of your limbs ached to dash into its depths.

Taehyun cleared his throat and turned away instantaneously when he noticed you hurriedly tearing off your blouse. You tossed the garment carrying the golden emblem to the ground, and slipped your shoes back on, ignoring Taehyun’s voice which bombarded you with questions.

He grabbed onto your hand before you left and you stopped, peering down at where your bodies were joined. “It’s dangerous.” he said; his voice as firm as his grip, yet eyes pleading with you like those of a child.

Despite your fathers’ lasting friendship, you had never met Taehyun until a few days ago. And if you did, you couldn’t recall. The confounded stares he had thrown at you upon your arrival had amused you; they were not contrary to that of the other noblemen and their sons whom your father had introduced you to. You didn’t act like the prince’s woman – they had probably expected someone who they could easily manipulate and bribe to their liking – but you were very much the opposite.

It was his behaviour in the days that followed which had taken you by surprise. He’d have books stacked up all around his desk which varied in genre, and were organised by author and publication date, whenever you visited. He seldom spoke and never forced conversation with you, but he’d call for tea and sweets then leave them at a certain place on the tabletop untouched. You’d catch his eyes glancing up at you every once in a while in your peripheral vision, and a smile would find itself to your lips.

He cared for you and you had grown to care for him as well. But you knew that if you left with him right now, your insatiable curiosity would only grow and you’d just end up returning here anyway.

Placing your hands over his, eyes asking him to forgive you, you slipped out of his grasp.

“I’ll be okay.”

Yeonjun paced up and down the cliff once more. He glanced over his shoulder at the mask resting against a boulder behind him, then slapped his hands onto his face and lamented. He couldn’t figure out what had gone wrong. Everything was happening exactly as he had planned – the dokkaebi had put on their show, relishing in the fact that they were pranking humans; the trees, the breeze and the critters had agreed to set the mood for what he had intended to be your heart being won over by the Taehyun.

He peeked through the spaces in his fingers at the wooden guise, and proceeded toward it. He knelt down and picked it up, eyes fixating on the slots where they were housed previously. He was certain he had prepared for everything, but that all changed when his eyes met with yours.

They stared back at him in surprise, but that surprise slowly transitioned into a warmth which enveloped him; the light of the lanterns which reflected from them, inviting him closer. They scared him, too. Under the mask he had given himself the appearance of one of the lumberers who frequented the forest, but your eyes seemed to stare right through him. They reached into his depths, baring him before you.

Yeonjun glared, irritated with how foolish he had been. He should have trusted his instinct and refused Taehyun no matter how much he insisted. It was absurd that after all these centuries he still let himself fall prey to the ludicrous fantasy he would ever be able to live and feel as they do – he knew that was the real reason he had gone along with this preposterous idea.

His grip on the mask tightened before he hurled it into the bushes. Your voice exclaimed an ‘Ow!’, making him topple over in surprise. The golden rays of sun spilled over the summit just as you stepped out from the flora, bathing you in it’s warmth and highlighting your features as it chased away the night. You rubbed your head profusely where the mask had hit you, pausing when you noticed Yeonjun’s figure on the floor.

Hands on your hips, smiling in triumph, you blew the stray strands of hair from your face. “Found you.”

He had never in his life met such a vivacious woman. Your hair looked like a bird’s nest; tiny twigs and leaves buried within the now tousled black locks. There were tears in your hanbok. Stains of dirt, grass and mud soiled the skirt. Alas, you still had a stupid smile plastered across your mucky face. He caught himself before he started grinning like an idiot too, shuffling amongst the earth before rising with his back turned towards you. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms over your chest. Was he looking down on your intellect?

“You’re not very clever for an ancient spirit,” you remarked, tossing the mask at his feet. His frame froze, making you scoff.

The hair cascading down his back was a pale shade pink which shimmered under the light. It contrasted the pitch black robes he adorned, which were embroidered with silver. When he turned around to give you a look of wry amusement, you noticed the bangs which framed his face were more washed out in colour compared to the rest of his head. His slanted eyes were mono-lidded, and they glistened as beautifully as the night before. His lips were plump; it’s colour reminded you of the strawberry tanghulu you had seen in the market.

He stepped closer to you, smirking at the way you were entranced by his beauty, until his face stood only inches away from yours. You cast your eyes away from him, gulping as you took a step back. His eyebrows furrowed when you cringed, staggering before you fell to the ground.

“Are you alright?” he fretted, the role of the charismatic flirt quickly abandoning him as he helped you to your feet. He wrapped his arms around your waist, lifting you into his arms, and carried you to a place where you could sit comfortably. You gripped only his garments tightly, eyes still refusing to meet with his; the scent of flowers lingering on your clothes as he set you down. “His Majesty did not accompany you?”

He knelt down beside you and pulled off your shoes. Blood had soaked into your socks from all the hiking you had done the night before – the back of your shoes had cut deep into your heels; climbing over boulders and through thick vegetation had made the soles of your feet sensitive and prone to cuts and scratches. He pulled his lip between his teeth, eyes shooting daggers into yours.

He poured some of the alcohol he had been storing over your wounds, and massaged in the compound he made of medicinal herbs he had momentarily disappeared to go and find. He tore pieces of his robe to bind them when he was finished, then folded his arms over his chest. “I’m taking you back to the palace.”

You jolted up from where you were seated; Yeonjun pushed your shoulders back down. “None of my questions have been answered, I’m not leaving until they are.”

“Don’t you have a prince to marry?” he contended, tapping a finger on his chin, “they’re not going to be impressed when you return looking like this.”

“What’s your name? Are you really a nine-tailed fox? How old are you? Do you eat human livers? If so, why? Is it true that you are only able to receive titles like the ‘Spirit of the Mountain’ when you don’t feed human on livers? Are you actually a woman? Do you really want the best for this country? Do you wish to bring it to ruin for your own pleasure? Is it true that – ”

He took a step closer to you, and lifted your chin with his finger, closing your mouth. You held your breath as his eyes flickered to your lips, and he smirked noticing the blush spread across your face. He reached behind you and pulled the jade pin from your hair, the tresses falling gently down your back. Bringing the hairpin before you, and his lips to your ear, he whispered, “I dare not rob the future king of his woman, my lady. You should return home for your own safety.”

His hand travelled down the length of your arm, trailing goosebumps and setting fire to your skin. He placed the pin into your hand and lifted it, brushing his lips across your knuckles. His eyes locked with yours and you gasped as they glowed like a setting sun.

A horse whinnied as it strode into the area, making you tear your eyes away from Yeonjun’s. Taehyun slid off it’s back, rushing to your side. He grabbed onto your shoulders brows furrowing as he examined you from top to bottom. “Are you alright, (Y/n)?”

You nodded absent-mindedly, searching for where he had gone. Taehyun led you to his horse, and lifted you onto the saddle, sighing as he found you still trying to see past the trees and their leaves. You squeezed onto your chest as you rode away, an inexplicable feeling overtaking you. You had to see him again. Not out of curiosity. No, you – you just had too.

Yeonjun held onto the trunk of the pine tree and swung his body around from the backside. Watching you ride off into the distance, eyes still set on finding him, he sighed, twirling the ring he had slipped off your finger around his.

“(Y/n), huh?” he muttered under his breath, exhilarated by the way it rolled off his tongue.

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