#also my boi being tall as heck

[zsocca55]

More VashMeryl for the soul. 😚

[deus-ex-mona]

little brothers and their will to #slay, man </3

[ponderingmoonlight]

Geto's sister melting like butter in Toji's hands

Pairing: Geto's sister x Toji; (Geto's sister x Geto brother dynamic; Geto's sister x Satoru lil flirt)

Word Count: 2,6k

Synopsis: When your brother and Satoru arrive at Jujutsu High with the star plasma vessel, things start to get heated. But instead of running away like you're told to, you follow your brother. Only to be alone with a certain someone...

Warnings: we're talking about Toji so the usual, (y/n) is ducking weak in this one, not 100% proofread bc I'm lazy

„Where is your smaller version?“, Yaga barks at Suguru.

“My smaller version? You mean (y/n)?”

“Hehe, sounds like she’s your child”, Satoru comments while giggling.

“I guess she’s training right now. And also, she’s older than me. Why?”

Suguru was never keen about you joining Jujutsu High in the first place. But the second you realized that you are able to see courses just like him, there was no going back. It’s only natural that he’s worried about you, right? Especially when he and Satoru were sent here to guard the star plasma vessel…What do you have to do with this? Isn’t his teacher aware of the fact how dangerous this mission is for a first year student?

“Get her here right now.”

Urgh, this doesn’t mean anything good. Does he have any chance to escape this though? With a sign he gets moving. Nope, a glimpse into Yaga’s serious eyes is enough to get that he doesn’t stand a chance against his will.

Why you, though? Yes, you are quite skilled for being in your first year, but so are Haibara and Nanami. So why does it have to be you? What does this man have in mind for you?

“Got ya!”, you cry out while Yu’s body lands on the floor harshly.

“How did you beat me again?”, he presses out, rubbing his aching head.

“Because you weren’t paying enough attention”, Kento remarks dryly with that signature bored expression craved into his face.

“I think (y/n) is just a way too great opponent for me.”

“Oh, don’t make be blush.”

“(y/n).”

That voice that makes you instantly roll your eyes without even turning around. What the hell is your brother doing here again?

“What do you want?”, you groan.

“Yaga-sensei sent me after you. I guess you are assigned for a mission”, Suguru replies, completely unimpressed by your snarky attitude.

A mission? Your head darts towards him immediately. A mission with Suguru? He is on his second year, more than skilled enough to fulfill even difficult missions on his own. So why would Yaga-sensei ask about you and not Yu or Kento?

You don’t care that much to be honest. The thought of going on an important mission alone makes your body tremble in excitement. Even if it means your brother has to accompany you.

“Will Satoru be there too?”, you purr.

It’s way too fun to mess with your brother. When it comes to men, he always widens his eyes in disgust before crossing his arms and glaring down at you.

“Don’t get stupid ideas. I hate that you are flirting with my best friend”, he remarks.

“It’s not my fault that he looks so damn fine.”

“Stop the crap”, he spits at you while you smile widely.

Oh, how much you love to mess with your big brother. Since he is your only sibling, you take your responsibility of teasing the heck out of him very seriously. Especially now that you are living the same life.

“There she is”, Suguru mutters, your figure appearing behind is tall frame with a triumphal smile.

“Hi Satoru”, you hush towards the white haired boy who smirks at you.

“Hi (y/n), looking good as always”, he flirts back, sliding down his sunglasses to catch a better glimpse at you.

“Can you two please stop before I’m losing it”, Suguru grumbles.

“I agree. (y/n), you will assist these idiots by escorting the star plasma vessel to Tengen-sama.”

You can’t believe your ears, cheeky mouth not daring to speak of. Assisting both Satoru and Suguru at once? By escorting the star plasma vessel of none other than Tengen-sama?

This has to be a dream, a stupid joke they play on you. Yes, you are a quite skilled jujutsu sorcerer, maybe better than the other first years at this point…

But are you this good? So good that you are able to keep up with Satoru and your brother?

“This is something very big you’re asking for”, you reply automatically, all eyes darted towards you.

Damn, this doesn’t sound like your usual confident self at all, even Suguru doesn’t recognize you. Without hesitation he steps to your side, placing his hand on your shoulder gently while beaming you with his smile.

“Satoru and me are here, too. You are the backup plan if something goes wrong.”

“And nothing will go wrong. Don’t worry (y/n)”, Satoru adds.

Yes, nothing will go wrong, right?

- the arrival of Suguru and Satoru at Jujutsu High –

“You sure took your time getting here”, you comment dryly, on the brink of falling asleep at the entrance of Jujutsu High.

“Oh my, you look like death warmed over”, you holler towards Satoru.

Damn, you thought they went on paid vacation without you. Why the hell does he look this bad? The dark circles under your brother’s eyes tell you how stressful these last day have been.

“You’re safe now. No need to waste your energy anymore, Satoru”, you speak out.

And with that, the glow in his eyes is gone.

Just seconds before he gets stabbed by a stranger.

Your eyes widen when reality hits you. A dagger pierced through Satoru’s chest.

The Satoru Gojo.

Your brother’s best friend.

Your gaze darts towards the tall man behind him. Who the hell is this guy? And how was he even able to get through the barrier in the first place? You hold your breath, mind racing in thoughts. This has to be a bad joke.

“Satoru!”, your brother cries out, on the way to sprint forward before he is stopped by his best friends words.

Save the star plasma vessel.

Escort her to Tengen-sama.

“I’m coming with you”, you breathe out, following your brother’s steps right on track.

“No way in hell. You go back where you came from, (y/n)”, he hisses.

What? He can’t be serious, right?

“Yaga-sensei put me here to help you escort the star plasma vessel. What makes you so entitled that you think you can just send me off like that?”

Your brother turns around, eyes glistening with so much rage that you have to swallow. Fuck, you’ve never seen him like this, storming towards you without slowing down.

“This isn’t a joke, (y/n). If that man was able to break through the barrier and hurt Satoru, he sure as hell is able to kill you right on the spot. Get out of here right now, I couldn’t stand losing you”, he barks into your face along with grabbing your shoulders roughly.

“Fine”, you mumble.

With one last spiteful glance at you he’s gone, taking the girl and the woman with him.

That man.

Your eyes dart towards him and the way his muscles flex underneath his tight black shirt, showing every single vein of his well-trained body. How old is he? Must be in his 20s, hard to say when he’s moving so fast that you aren’t even able to follow his movements properly. It’s safe to say that he’s looking like a snack, though. So different from all the guys you’ve met at Jujutsu High.

“Get out of here, (y/n)!”, Satoru yells at you, ripping you out of your daydreaming so violently that you flinch.

Urgh, how unfair. First you get assigned with this job and now you are supposed to stay out of line?

No, certainly not.

With a swift motion you start to run away. Not in direction of Jujutsu High, but following after your brother’s scent. After all, Satoru will get this man down easily, will he?

What a shame about his pretty face, though.

You stop in a long and poor lit hallway, tingling senses telling you that something or rather someone is behind you.

Could it be Satoru? No, you can not only detect his scent, but recognize him by his long and slouchy steps. Whoever this is doesn’t belong to Jujutsu High. But why on earth would a stranger come here?

“You’re in the way, y’know.”

That voice. Your eyes widen instantly when he steps out of the shadows, well-trained figure lit up ever so slightly.

It’s him, the man from before. The gorgeous man who fought Satoru only a few minutes ago.

“You came here to see me?”

To your very own surprise, your sturdy voice doesn’t give any hint of the panic flooding your veins. Why the hell is he here? Does this mean that…

Satoru lost?

“You’re pretty easy on the eye, gotta give you that”, the unknown man in front of you remarks with a sly grin.

You seem to be pretty young, uniform telling him that you’re a jujutsu sorcerer yourself. But that look in your eyes, the color of your hair…

“Have I seen ya before?”, he questions.

“Unfortunately not”, you purr.

You begin to circle each other, like a predator he lingers over you.

Something about the way he carries himself tells you that he isn’t someone to mess with, the darkness in his eyes almost swallowing you whole. Yes, this man is bad news even though you can’t detect any cursed energy on him.

“Oh, you look like that guy before…What was his name again?”

“Yeah, he’s my brother”, you clarify briefly.

“Ah, gotcha. Where did he go? I need to kill that brat he has with him.”

“Why chasing after him when you can stay with me instead?”

You know it’s reckless, that the man in front of you could possibly kill you without flinching. But every precious second you are able to negotiate for Suguru is important right now.

He comes closer, his tall frame roaming over you while you shamelessly stare at his gorgeous, yet bloody chest. Damn, this man really is attractive. Why do your knees suddenly feel so weak?

“I’m no one to mess with”, he remarks.

Your back hits the cold wall behind you, his muscular arms trapping you in place. Fuck, this is so hot.

No, this is absolutely dangerous.

“I know”, you breathe out.

His eyes linger over you, the little scar on over his lips twitches in amusement. One look into your glossy orbs is enough for Toji to be aware of the fact how unexperienced you are. Even though you try to straighten your shoulders and keep eye contact with him, he can see the way your limbs are trembling and how your knees are about to give in. You look young, maybe a few years younger than himself. And your body…he can tell you are trained underneath that uniform. After all you are a jujutsu sorcerer, right?

A little playing doesn’t hurt as long as he’s able to kill that little brat.

“Aren’t ya a little young to get killed? Wouldn’t take me much to do so. Killed that Gojo guy too.”

His words hit you with full force.

He.

He killed Satoru.

“That’s impossible”, you whisper.

No one was ever capable of killing Satoru. No, this can’t be true, he has to mess with you. Satoru is the strongest along with Suguru, the gifted child.

He…he can’t be dead.

But why isn’t he here then? How is it even possible for this force of a man to stand in front of your very own eyes if he’s lying? Satoru would have chased him down, fulfilled his mission no matter what…No, this can’t be…

“Can show ya. I mean it’s quite nasty, but if you want-“

“No”, you interrupt him immediately.

Fuck, what are you supposed to do? Stand here and wait until he gets bored? Fight him?

You clench your hands into fist. One swift motion. One swift motion of your fist should be enough to send him flying.

“Cute”, he comments, catching your hand mid-air with ease.

Fuck. Ice cold sweat runs down your neck. This man is a menace. There’s no way in hell you are able to defeat him.

Suddenly he pulls you closer to him, the heat radiating from his body seems to burn right through your soul.

“Who the hell are you?”, you mutter.

“Toji Fushiguro”, he remarks.

Toji Fushiguro. You never heard his name before and the fact that you can’t detect any cursed energy on him tells you that he isn’t a jujutsu sorcerer.

“Y’know, didn’t think I’d meet a hot girl down here”, Toji comments, amusement sparkling in his eyes when catching a glimpse of the blush creeping up your beautiful face.

Oh god, you feel like fainting with his tall frame lingering over you so unpromising. Despite being around gorgeous men all the time, no one ever caught your eye enough to be this close to him.

But this man…You shouldn’t like the way his touch brushes over your skin, making every fiber of your being shiver in excitement. No, you should tear yourself away from his grip, fight him, kill him. You are a jujutsu sorcerer, Toji Fushiguro killed Satoru and is on his way to kill the star plasma vessel and who knows even your brother. This is so wrong, him touching and teasing you shouldn’t cloud your senses.

“Be as charming as you want, I can’t forgive you for killing Satoru.”

He tilts his head to the side, a playful grin playing around is lips as one of his hands wraps around your neck, pressing gently.

“What a bummer, thought we’d have a good time here”, he replies.

Oh god, what happened to your self-control, what happened to your self-consciousness? You can’t act like a horny teenager only because a handsome man is touching you.

What’s going on in your beautiful mind? Seems like you’re lost at words. It’s nothing new to Toji that women fall head over heels for him, especially the ones who are into guys like him. But you look so innocent, that spark of determination in your eyes gone with the wind. Yes, you are like butter in his hands. The things he could do to you right now, showing you just how much of a man he is.

“You’ve probably never been with a man, huh?”

You stare up at him in disbelief. How did he know? Your heart hammers violently against your ribcage, mind not able to produce a single logical thought. He is so near that you’d be able to touch his broad chest ever so slightly. And the way his fingers press against your neck…

You’re doomed.

“Thought so. How’s it that a hot girl like you didn’t get it yet? Could show ya how it’s done with my very own hands...”

“I know what you’re doing. But I can’t let you get through this door, you can’t reach my brother”, you whine more to yourself than him.

Huh, that’s why he was here. Toji signs to himself, already aroused by the way you blush and whimper under his touch. How much he’d love to just stay here and show you how it’s done. To see your eyes roll into your brain in pleasure, how you squirm under his merciless touch.

But he’s got a job to do.

“What’s your name?”, he purrs against your outer ear, making shivers run down your spine like waterfalls.

“(y/n) Geto…”

“(y/n)”

Your own name sounds so strange coming out of his dangerous mouth.

“I promise I won’t kill your brother, but I gotta go now. Hope to see ya again. Sleep well.”

Before you can react any further, his flat hand rams itself into your throat that you get consumed by darkness immediately, numb body falling against Toji’s firm figure.

Carefully, he lifts you up and carries your body with him, casually placing you over his broad shoulder with your head hanging down his back.

“Now let’s get to work”, he mumbles, smacking your ass slightly.

[bakubunny]

a kindhearted hero

mdni: 18+ content. yes, i do check. you will be blocked.

a/n: here’s the full one shot of the opening excerpt i posted recently. special thanks to my lovely mutual, @shinsos-puppet/@arlerts-angel for sparking the idea. i’ve never written eijirou at length in anything, so i really hope i did our sweet, best boy justice. 💜 - bunny

pairing: pro hero!kirishima eijirou x plus size fem!reader

wc: 4.7k

summary: red riot sees you, a civilian, lookin’ cute with your friends and dynamight gets tired of hearing him gush about it. he takes matters into his own hands by being kirishima’s (asshole) wingman. kiri x reader fluff and eventual smut ensues.

tags: pro hero!kirishima; fem!reader; plus size!reader; aged up characters; fluff and smut; mention of alcohol; explicit consent; lots of pet names, pretty girl, baby, babygirl, angel, sweetheart, sweetie, princess, good girl; praise; encouragement; daddy as title (a few lines towards the end); teasing; grinding; nipple play (f receiving); fingering (f receiving); oral sex (f receiving); rough sex; multiple orgasms; pronebone; unprotected sex with a stranger (it’s not even discussed); creampie; kiri is a nervous sweetheart for the first half; kiri is taller now and has bulked tf up; kiri has a huge dick and i’m not sorry; kiri loves soft bodies, i don’t make the rules; kiri gets possessive; strength/muscle kink; manhandling; size kink if you squint a little

excerpt:

Kirishima stopped. He studied your face.

“What?” you asked.

His brow furrowed. “You don’t believe me, do you?”

“Huh?”

He took your face in his hands. “I’ve been telling you all night how I feel about you, but you don’t believe me.”

You gave a nervous look. He wasn’t wrong.

“Oh, you beautiful girl. I’m gonna fuck that right out of you.”

ok now buckle up buttercup and enjoy the ride. 😘

A scowling blond man walked over from a nook nearby in the club. The closer you looked, it was no less than Dynamight, the number two hero in all of Japan, dressed casually. What the heck was he doing staring you down, a civilian nobody?

“Hey, princess, y’see the guy with the shitty red hair?” he said, pointing in the direction he came from. “‘S Kirishima. He thinks you’re gorgeous, but he’s too much of a wuss to come talk to you. Will you let him buy you a drink so he’ll shut his damn mouth?”

There was only one redhead with “shitty hair” you’d ever heard of in the news in relation to Dynamight, but it couldn’t be that one, right?…

“I-I’m sorry, what?” you said.

You smiled, holding back a look of disbelief, but he must have caught it. He sighed loudly and turned to look the other way. It was dark enough that you couldn’t quite make out the man in the distance.

“Oi! Shitty hair! Get’cher ass over here, she’s not buyin’ it,” he shouted with an irritated look.

A tall, broad-shouldered redhead got up and began moving towards your table, head tucked down and rubbing his neck. He looked up and met your eyes, smiling with cheeks almost as red as his hair. It was that redhead - Red Riot, to be exact. Your eyes went wide and your face flushed.

“Oh no, I’m sorry, I think you’re at the wrong table,” you said, flustered.

This has to be a joke, right? He can’t be serious. There’s no way someone like him could be interested in you. You’d heard and seen in interviews that Dynamight wasn’t exactly nice, but he wouldn’t pull some sort of childish stunt like this as an adult, would he? As a pro hero?

“No, I’m not at the wrong fucking table,” he sneered, crossing his arms.

Red Riot approached the both of you. “Sorry about him, he can be a bit of an ass. I don’t-”

“Shut the fuck up. I’m doing you a favor,” Dynamight said, cutting him off. He turned to you. “This is my friend Kirishima, also known as Red Riot. You should give him a chance.”

Dynamight turned back to Kirishima. “You’re fucking welcome. Play nice,” he said, giving him a clap on the shoulder before walking away.

You both froze awkwardly for a moment before breaking into quiet laughter. He looked you in the eye with a smile.

“I uh…. I hope that’s okay, though,” he said nervously. “You’re absolutely stunning. I’d love to buy you a drink.”

You blushed, smiling in return. “I’d like that a lot.”

You glanced to the two friends you came with that night for approval. The look they had was what you’d expected; one that said, “Are you crazy?? Go!” but they grinned nonetheless as you stood from the seat you were at.

******

Maybe it was the alcohol. Maybe it was the dimness of the atmosphere. Maybe it was the fact that you were falling hard for this guy. But you’d swear Kirishima looked even prettier in real life than anything you’d ever seen or imagined. Shaggy hair, clean and pulled back into a messy bun instead of his signature spiked style, stray pieces falling around his face at the front. Crimson eyes that were bright with joy and crinkled at the corners when he laughed. Slightly tanned skin from spending almost a decade on the field as a pro hero. Laugh lines that had barely begun to settle in from sun exposure and his brilliant, sharp toothed smile that rarely seemed to fade. Though it was only the two of you in your little corner, he had the ability to light up a room just by being there.

And it was hard to believe that he was here, sitting knee to knee with you. Showering you with compliments. Listening intently as he learned the details of your civilian life. Asking questions about your pets, excitedly gushing over pictures, and showing interest in your career. Brushing his thigh against yours. Leaning in to hear what you had to say. Turning faintly pink when you grasped his hand with a laugh before quickly pulling away with a blush of your own. Reaching for your hand and holding it under the table…. Yours was small in his massive hand, and despite being well used and calloused, they were still so soft. (He claimed his friend Ashido once told him he “needed to moisturize his scratchy skin,” and found that it helped him heal, so he stuck with it.)

Kirishima had this innate way of making you feel protected, and you’re pretty sure it had nothing to do with his hero status. All while making the apex of your thighs hot and your cheeks warm.

Okay, so you had to admit, you’d secretly had a little bit of a crush on Red Riot - now Kiri, he’d insisted - before you met him tonight. He was handsome, strong, kind, and humble in any media you’d ever seen him in. Who could blame you for swooning a little inside every time you saw him? (No one. That’s who.) The best part was that none of it was fake. He was honest, sincere, and you could see it in his eyes.

Minutes turned into hours. You’d both switched to drinking water long ago. The number of people in the club had started to dwindle. Yet you were still wrapped up in conversation.

He’d assured your friends that you’d get home safely - a hero’s promise - when they stopped by to say they were heading out. Gave Bakugou (was that what Kiri called him?) a smile and nod of acknowledgement as he and a few other hero faces you recognized from the media moved towards the door. The hero with pink skin and a brightly colored dress gave an excited wave goodbye as they passed. Come to think of it, you were surprised he wasn’t with her, another hero. A pretty hero. But you noticed Bakugou’s hand guiding her by the small of her back, keeping her close as they worked their way through the crowd. You shoved those thoughts down as Kirishima gave your hand a gentle squeeze.

“Listen, I know it’s getting late, but I don’t want this to end,” Kirishima said. “I promised I would get you home safely, and I’ll do that. Buuuut if you want, we can go back to my place and watch a movie.”

He caught the flicker of hesitation on your face, silently wondering if this had been his goal all along, but not opposed to the idea.

His face grew red, eyes wide at what he might be suggesting. “I did mean just a movie! You’re really beautiful and nice to talk to, that’s all I meant. I’m not looking for a fling. Please, don’t get the wrong impression,” he rambled quickly. “B-but I do want that with you! I want you, I just-”

“Kiri. Slow down. It’s okay.” You gave a reassuring smile.

His shoulders relaxed slightly and he smiled as he tucked his head, rubbing his neck. You noticed the way his nervous habit highlighted his massive bicep and shoulder.

“I think that sounds great. I’d love to spend more time with you… no matter what that looks like,” you said, heat rushing to your face as you caught his glance again.

His eyes held a glimmer of hope as he looked down at you. “Really?”

“As long as you can promise me I’ll get a proper date someday soon,” you replied.

“You got it, pretty girl. Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” he said, grinning.

There was a shift in the silence you shared. Kirishima hesitated, a question in his eyes.

“Can I?…”

“Yes.”

His free hand reached for your face and pulled you in eagerly for a kiss, full of heat and tenderness as your lips met. It knocked the air out of you as your fingers tightened around the hand entwined in your own beneath the table. It was gentle, slow, his thumb stroking your cheek for a moment. Heat built rapidly between your legs, almost throbbing at his touch.

When the kiss broke, you stared into those gorgeous red eyes knowing you were absolutely fucked. This man had you, and there was no way you’d let him go.

******

The door closed with a soft click as you slipped off your shoes. You turned to Kirishima and realized that he was bigger than you’d thought in dim lighting. He was taller, broader, bulkier than the image you’d had in your head.

“So,” you said.

“So,” he repeated.

A shared laugh broke the tension. Kirishima reached for your face with both hands and leaned in to kiss you, pulling the breath right out of your chest again. It was all consuming, the way his hands cradled your face, fingers already tangling in the hair around your neck. His kisses were warm and sweet.

“Come here,” he whispered as he lifted you into his arms.

You let out a small yelp as he did, wrapping yourself around him more to keep from falling than anything else. “What are you doing?”

Kirishima flashed a cheeky grin. “Unless you want me to stop, I’m doing what I want,” he replied, leaning in for another kiss.

It was visceral, how quickly embarrassment and fear flooded your face with heat as you reciprocated. “Y-you don’t - I’m too-”

“Don’t you fucking dare. Don’t even say it.” Kirishima had a sharp look in his eyes.

“But-” you protested.

“Baby, I train six days a week. I save people for a living. I can carry you,” he said, unwavering, a soft smile forming across his lips.

A flash of warmth hit your cheeks again. You buried your face in his shoulder as it hit you just how strong he was. Kirishima chuckled and turned to walk towards what you presumed was his bedroom. His lips met your skin, placing kisses along the side of your neck. You whimpered softly as a shiver slipped down your neck.

“C’mon now, don’t get shy on me,” he teased. “Haven’t even started.”

“Shush you,” you replied.

Every bit of you was growing hotter by the second with Kirishima’s hands on your body and his lips, fucking hell, how did you already feel a little weak? He laid you down on his bed as he leaned back onto his knees. Reverent crimson eyes raked over you in a short sundress, barely riding up to reveal the tops of your thighs.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful,” he said quietly.

You blushed and gave him a smile.

There was a twinge in your stomach. A thread of doubt. One that said, “but I still have clothes on.” You pushed it down.

You pulled Kirishima closer as he drew you in with firm kisses and a gentle suck on your bottom lip. With your legs wrapped around his middle, your hands wandering over his back and shoulders, you were still in disbelief that this was happening. His hand ran down your side as he moaned deeply, gripping the soft flesh of your hip. His lips grew needy as they moved down your neck, finding a spot that made you pant as your head spun.

A groan rumbled in his chest, sending chills over your skin as his hips pushed into yours; your eyes snapped open, your throat caught. Kirishima rolled his body into you again and holy fuck he was huge. You let out a high pitched whine rather than the moan you anticipated. There’s no fucking way this man is real, you thought as he continued, pulling soft moans from your lips. You cursed under your breath.

“Hmm?” he said with a tone that suggested he already knew.

“Jus’ feels good,” you replied.

Kirishima kissed his way back to your lips as he pushed harder into you, a louder moan bubbling out of you as your cunt fluttered under the thin panties you wore and the heat of his cock.

“Yeah?”

“Mhm. Y’so big, Kiri,” you said between kisses.

He paused to look you in the eye. “‘S that okay? Won’t hurt my feelings if you say no, honest. I don’t want you t’be scared.”

“More than okay,” you replied, heat rising to your cheeks. “I like it a lot. ‘S what I was kinda hoping for.”

Kirishima's eyes lit up with a flicker of relief as though you’d sung a tune he’d rarely heard. He kissed you hard. “Fuck, you’re just perfect, aren’t you, angel?”

Another thread tugged at your chest. “He’s saying that to sleep with me.”

You smiled playfully. It didn’t quite reach your eyes. “I dunno about perfect, but that’s very sweet of you.”

Kirishima stopped. He studied your face.

“What?” you asked.

His brow furrowed. “You don’t believe me, do you?”

“Huh?”

He took your face in his hands. “I’ve been telling you all night how I feel about you, but you don’t believe me.”

You gave a nervous look. He wasn’t wrong.

“Oh, you beautiful girl. I’m gonna fuck that right out of you,” he said.

Kirishima crashed his lips into yours, drawing a whimper from your lips. His mouth didn’t leave you for a second as he picked up where you left off, kissing down over your neck and chest, his hands on your ass. He slid your dress up and groaned at the sight.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so fucking soft,” he said, kisses trailing over your stomach. “So pretty. So perfect.”

The heat of his massive hands washed over you as they wandered your body. Kirishima’s fingers dug gently into your flesh. Clothes rapidly began piling onto the floor; his shirt, your dress, his pants, your bra. His hands immediately went for your chest where he scattered kisses on your skin as he groped, moaning softly when his lips took your nipple into his mouth. Your breath grew heavy. You moaned in return as he sucked and licked the swollen bud. The hot ache between your thighs built as he took his time with each one, only encouraged by your whimpering and the way your hips bucked with need. You felt a rush of sensations as Kirishima began grinding his cock into your leg, an empty flutter and a shiver sliding over you. You reached down to relieve your throbbing clit, but he grabbed your wrist.

“Patient girls get what they want. ‘M not done,” he mumbled.

And fuck if that didn’t just make you ache even more. “Kiri, please.…”

Letting go, his hand slid down over your cunt. He gently rubbed and groaned against your skin when your hips pushed into his hand.

“‘S it, pretty girl, show me what you need,” he said.

And you did, moaning and grinding into him. After making quick work of discarding the last of both your clothes, Kirishima opened your legs and cursed. He ran his hands up your thighs, lips not far behind.

Insecurity began to slip away as you saw Kirishima’s cock twitch as it hung, swollen, hard and red at the sight of you. All of him made you hotter - the look in his eye, broad shoulders and thick arms you had been imagining around your legs all night, strong thighs you wished were caging you at the hips, and a heavy cock that had to be as big as your face, so thick you didn’t think you could wrap your hand around it. He was so kind. He looked at you like you were the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen, like you’d hung the stars just for him. And he going to fuck you dumb.

A shiver ran down your spine and you blushed.

“You’re amazing,” Kirishima said.

You thought to respond as his mouth reached your inner thigh and you gasped. He slid a thick finger into your cunt and pumped slowly. Already, you could feel yourself fluttering and weeping around his hand as you moaned. He slipped a second finger in, slightly curled and reaching a tender spot you couldn’t quite get on your own.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous, angel. Don’t stop, I wanna hear your pretty voice,” he said.

Heat rolled over your body. Kirishima sloppily kissed his way around your pussy, never settling where you wanted him.

“Kiri… need you.”

“Yeah? Whatcha need?” he replied with a little smirk.

Your head fell back, letting out a small groan in frustration as he teased.

“Eyes on me,” Kirishima said.

Heat rushed to your face. You locked eyes with him and reached for his head with a soft “please,” guiding him to your clit. He kissed and licked gently, taking it into his mouth. It didn’t take long for intense pleasure to fall over your body. You grabbed hold of his free hand resting on your stomach as the tension in your body built, legs starting to shake.

Kirishima hummed with satisfaction. “Such a sweetheart. C’mon babygirl, you can do it. Jus’ let go. ‘M right here.”

The skill of his mouth pushed you over the edge. His lust-hooded eyes stared into yours as your climax broke with a whining moan. You trembled as it washed over you. He carried you through with his tongue, treating your cunt with care until your body calmed.

“Good girl,” he said.

Your eyes went wide briefly and he smirked. “You like hearing that?”

“Didn’t expect it,” you said.

“Not what I asked.” Kirishima took his hand from you and stroked his cock, covering himself in your cum.

You weren’t sure how, but the tables had turned; now you were the one who was easily flustered while he had every ounce of confidence and a twinkle in his eye.

“Maybe I did a little, yeah,” you said.

“Good. Now tell me, pretty girl, how do you like to be fucked?” he said.

You grabbed a pillow and laid on your stomach with it under your hips and gave your ass a little shake, smiling back at him. “Like this. Come get it.”

“You’re not gonna let me stare into those gorgeous eyes of yours?” he said playfully, lining himself up behind you, rubbing the head of his cock along your folds.

“Maybe next time I’ll ride you. How’s that?” you quipped, peeking his face for a moment as he huffed a laugh and turned pink.

“Y’ready baby? Might hurt but I promise I’ll be gentle.” The heat and thickness of his cock head had you pushing into him as he teased.

“Yes. I can take it, please,” you said.

“You sure? You sound so pretty like this…” he purred.

You blushed. The sound of your wet cunt was obscene and he hadn’t even fucked you yet.

“We can take it easy… go real slow…” he insisted.

“Kiri I swear if you don’t-ohfuckohfuck”

He was already halfway in, pushing deeper as you panted heavily and groaned. Kirishima looked down at you and saw your eyes roll, face laid into the sheets. He pushed himself in fully and you gasped. The slight sting didn’t matter in comparison to the pleasure, goosebumps covering your body.

“Fucking hell Kiri you’re huge and perfect holyshitfucknnngh.”

“Need me to stop already?” His lightly patronizing tone would have been irksome if it weren’t for the fact that you were split wide open and full to the brim with his cock, your pussy clenching hard as he stayed still.

You whipped your head around as far as you could. “Don’t you fucking dare,” you said. It was meant to sound threatening in the same way he had earlier, but it came out desperate and needy. You swallowed hard. “Please.”

You caught him grinning ear to ear as slowly, gently, he started fucking you in long strokes, your moans quickly filling the room. You grabbed another pillow in a vain attempt to muffle the sound. The intensity of the pleasure was overwhelming as your cunt stretched and the sting subsided into bliss.

Kirishima’s hands ran over your ass and up your body as he fucked you, relishing the way your ass moved with him, the way your cunt drew him all the way in over and over as you got wetter. “Fuck you feel so good, angel. Can’t get enough of you. Love watching you take my cock so well. Such a perfect little pussy.”

“Kiri…” you whined, “‘s so good, so fucking good, ‘s perfect.”

Your thoughts were jumbled with the way he had you unraveling with each tender stroke - just enough to feel his hips kissing yours as he pulled you up and into him slightly. The pressure of each thrust against your cunt made you flutter.

“‘N don’t stop after I cum. I can take it,” you said.

You heard a shy laugh behind you. “You like my cock that much, hm?” Kirishima said, leaning down briefly to kiss across your shoulder.

“I do. Y’so fucking big. Feels so good, Kiri. Need you inside me.” Chills ran through you as he hit that deep, sensitive spot behind your cervix that made your feet tingle and your breath stop, orgasm hanging overhead.

“F-fuck, b-baby, right there, don’t stop,” you said. Your mind fell into an empty haze as your legs began to tremble. “I think ‘m c-close.”

“Yeah? Gonna cum for me, princess? Gonna cum on my cock without any help?” he replied.

Your answer was in moans as your back arched and your vision went white. The heat of his hands, his grip tightening on your hips, his encouragement had bliss crashing down over you.

“‘S it, that’s what I like to hear. Let it all out. Cum for me, sweetheart. Make a pretty mess on my cock.” Kirishima moaned as he felt you clench hard around him, watching you come undone for a second time. It was dizzying holding himself back, your cunt like a vice he never wanted to leave. His hips stuttered for a moment, but he continued with a low grunt.

“Such a good girl…” Kirishima said, lacing your skin with kisses as his pace increased.

Your head was spinning with pleasure, sensations radiating up your spine, curling down your legs, trying to process his words fully and failing. “Yes, harder. Fuck me. Please, Kiri… please. Need your cock.”

He groaned. “Y’make it so hard not t’cum with you. Y’know that, angel?” Kirishima grabbed a large fistful of hair at the scalp and pulled gently, lifting your face away from anything that could muffle your moans as his hips collided harder into you, sending electricity over your skin as you panted and let out a cry. “You’re so fucking gorgeous. So soft. So beautiful, every part of you. Y’sound so fucking pretty. Y’feel so damn good, I almost couldn’t stop myself.”

His quiet praise hit you hard and unexpectedly - a wave of heat and tension building in your body, amplified by the grip he had on your hair. The previous one had felt like it hardly passed, but another orgasm was winding itself around your core in anticipation.

“Oh fuck, ‘m sorry, I…mmm.” Your knuckles went white gripping the pillow under your head.

“Hey, hey, no sorry,” he said, his grip falling loose and moving to your side. He could feel how close you were getting with every passing movement, willing his body to hold off once more. “I love it. Y’need to cum again, sweetie?”

“Please,” you replied.

You made movement to reach for your clit a second time, but Kirishima’s hand was quick and found its way there first.

“Nuh uh. ‘M gonna make you cum, baby. You just relax. Can y’do that for me?” he said.

“Mhm.” You nodded dumbly, giving in to his request.

Kirishima’s thick fingertips gently rubbed your swollen clit, a whimper at your throat. Goosebumps trailed across your body as pulled you closer, closer, and over the edge as he fucked you. The lewd sound of your cunt as you came on him drove Kirishima crazy, sweat running down his body. He was drunk on your pussy, fucking you still when sensitivity finally hit.

It was overwhelming but not enough all at once, the feeling of his cock bullying your swollen folds. You reached back to stop him, but he grabbed your wrist, looming over you to put it back where it was.

“Kiri, ‘s too much, please,” you said.

“You can take it, babygirl. Just one more for me, yeah? I know you can do it.” Kirishima’s voice was a mixture of sweet and ragged.

You groaned heavily. “One more,” you repeated. “But c’mere, closer.”

He wrapped himself around you, arms sliding under yours, the burning heat and weight of his body against your back. “Like this?”

“Yes, fuck,” you whined.

You could feel sweat on his chest, the movement of each thrust as he started again, every groan, drunk on the girth and heft of his cock slamming into you, his heavy balls hitting your clit.

Your body began to tremble. “Need t’feel you on me, don’ go, please.”

“Aww, y’really are a little sweetheart, huh?” Kirishima cooed. “Just love bein all wrapped up n safe in my arms while I take care of your pretty pussy.”

“Yes, d-mmmfuck.” You cut yourself off and hid your face.

“‘S okay, angel. You can say it if y’want,” he said gently. “Doesn’ bother me.”

“I can’t,” you said, your cheeks hot.

His voice lowered. “Yes you can. Lemme hear it. Say yes, daddy.”

“Yes, daddy,” you replied weakly.

Kirishima’s thrusts got sloppier as hot, wet kisses hit a tender spot on the crook of your neck. You grabbed and kissed his hand and pushed your hips back to meet his thrusts. He growled into your skin.

“‘S it, baby. That’s my girl. That’s my good fucking girl. My pretty little angel. Take my fucking cock,” he said softly, his breath hot against your ear.

“D-don’ say that,” you slurred, knowing full well that he could hear the way you whimpered and moaned when he did. Knowing he could feel you fluttering erratically around him.

“Why not, hmm?” Kirishima replied. “Y’really think ’m gonna let a pretty little thing like you get away after tonight, lookin’ so perfect, cummin’ all over my cock like this? Beggin’ me not to stop cause y’need more? Bein’ so sweet n lovely that I can’t help but fuck you ‘til you fall apart? ‘Til you know I mean what I say?”

Words failed you as he fucked harder, movements sharper as his orgasm neared. Your head fell forward into the sheets with a loud moan. “N-no.”

“‘S right, princess. ‘M not. ‘M gonna keep you ‘s long ‘s you’ll have me.” Kirishima’s muscles burned from exertion as he spoke, but he didn’t care.

He loved the way your breath went quick and shallow when he found just the right spot that made you tremble, savored the way your moans grew louder and your eyes rolled the harder he went. He got lost in the heat of your breath and the taste of your skin, the perfect way he could rail into you without being gentle or holding back because you needed every bit of him. It made his skin hot, the absolute mess you were making around his cock, fluttering and squeezing him hard enough to lose his damn mind as he moaned into your ear, his grip around your body getting tighter.

“Don’ stop, daddy, please. ‘M close,” you said. It was intoxicating, the way his skin felt against yours, the way each thrust knocked a little bit of the breath out of your lungs as another orgasm drew near. “Cum with me?”

“‘S that what you want, angel? Want me t’cum inside you?” he asked.

“Please, wanna feel you cum,” you said.

Kirishima groaned low in his chest as his need for you took over. His lips and teeth continued to graze your skin with open mouthed kisses as he came, his throbbing cock pushing you over the edge a final time as he fucked you full of cum. You laid together panting until silence took hold.

After a quiet moment, Kirishima pulled out and spread your ass gently, watching his cum trickle down your swollen pussy and thick, soft thighs.

“Fuck, babygirl,” he said. “You’re the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen.”

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manga color edit is mine @bakubunny.

[pieroulette]

FIVE KITTENS + ONE = CAN I BE YOUR KITTEN TOO?

2023 | 13+ | ONESHOT | YANG JUNGWON × READER

SUMMARY as a lifelong and dedicated anti-kitten, you didn't expect that looking after your older sister's cat shop was a downright bliss—but shock is an underestimation when a human incarnation of a kitten appeared before you, slowly blinking at you with it's boba eyes.

AUTHOR'S NOTE cough cough.. the amount of 'kitten' titles in my jw oneshots 😗 also a celebration for 1000+ followers! :D

cats. kittens. endless purring. being smothered with adorableness was beyond your limit to function properly. okay, you take back your words that you hate kittens. you love them, you absolutely love them.

how can someone blame you for initially despising kittens though? when you've seen nothing but wicked kittens glaring at you down and hissing with their creepy arching back, you swore that was a tight stare down as you tried to escape it's wrath.

but how horrendous it is that your sister had been gatekeeping you from her heavenly kittens (not really), you had a week off from your devil of a boss and got to visit your sister after awhile.

unfortunately, she had matters to settle for two weeks and had to travel to another state which is miles away and had asked for you to look after her cat shop. being the anti-kitten you are, you smashed her request with a humongous imaginary hammer.

but it's safe to say that you've been bribed by a ticket to your favourite kpop idol's concert, immediately falling on your knees and praying enormously to your older sister's smug looking statue.

goosebumps initially riled over your arms, neck, legs, let's just say your entire soul when you pushed open the shop's screen door. you expected the vile creatures inside to immediately hiss and devour you but to your utter shock, they smothered you with kisses!

so here you are now, on your fifth day of nothing but utter bliss with your babies. thumbing through the pages of the magazine you took under the shelf after feeding the kittens, some of them finished early much to your amusement and quickly went to your side. oh what kind of merits have you done in your previous life to receive such adorableness?

contented, you fell into deep slumber with the kittens on your lap.

the bell rang, signifying a person's arrival—your ears failed to catch the sound of the footsteps as you were deep in your dreamland of hopping along on the puffy clouds with the kittens

"hm?" the person putted his palms on his knees as he lowers himself a tad bit to gain a closer look to your face. fixing his posture back, he roamed around the shop—sticking his finger in the cages as he cooed at the purring kittens.

humming to himself as he took a seat on one of the chairs, taking his time as he thumbed through his social media, and reading his groupchat's texts—replying back before his reflected boba eyes lifted on your slumber form, his eyelashes fluttered as he slowly blinks at you.

your eyes shot wide open for no particular reason, groaning as you fell asleep for more than you need. your head throbbing as you clasped it, looking around for your kittens until your sleepy eyes fell on—huh—you rubbed your eyes and squinted hard at the humongous cat before you, why the heck is it so big and tall? and why does it have a hoodie on with pants, cats aren't suppose to wear one, don't they?

"hi."

d-did it just say hi to you? the realisation sank into your sleeping soul as you screamed at the humongous kitten sitting on the chair across you. "fuck! why are you so big!" the rest of the kittens on your lap flew to the air, surprised by your sudden raise of voice.

the humongous kitten's boba eyes ogled at your chosen words, frozen at the spot as it stuttered terribly.

wait?! did you accidentally feed one of your kittens way too much? holy shit—what are you supposed to do now? did you just raise a titan that would devour the entire world? oh my god—oh wait— it isn't a... cat tho?

oh. it's a boy. not a kitten. oh shit, how seriously embarrassing is this?! stuttering in a low tone. "uh, welcome. is there anything i can help you with?"

an awkward silence engulfed the room before the boy burst out into an adorable giggle, his cheeks growing like a puffing steamed bun as he raised his fist up to his lips. his boba eyes crinkling into glowing crescents which had you screaming in your mind—holy shit, why there's a cute guy here?!

"you must have a really nice dream to think that i was a kitten." his voice laced with giggles shoot Cupid's arrow to your rampant heart.

"u-uh, i don't know?" you pressed your lips tight awkwardly.

"i thought you said you hate kittens though?"

your eyes widened in pure shock, with your fangirling mode switching into ultra protection mode. "huh, how did you know! wait, are you a stalker?!"

"woah, woah. chill, a bit? i got to hear it from your sister, she told me—"

"wait you know my sister?"

"yeah, i'm her friend. and she called me awhile ago if i could check on you for some reasons."

your eyes sparkled upon the quick speed of your realisation, clasping your hands together as you reminisce the glowing aura of your sister. "was she worried about my me?"

"no. she was worried you're going to bury the kittens."

"ugh, never mind." you rolled your eyes before the shattered holy image of your sister, internally screaming at her for doubting your clean-ass reputation. your neck grew goosebumps when you realise the boy still had his boba orbs fixated on you.

"w-what you looking at?" your eyes darted all around the space before swaying your hand before the bot. "shoo shoo!"

he burst into another giggle once again, amused. "seriously, you're still treating me like a kitten. for your information, the proper name is mr. yang. kindly call me that, instead of shoo shoo, will ya?"

"okay, mr. yang! how long did my sister exactly ask for you to be here?" you frowned, "i assume that checking on me means going after two minutes of being here, so what are you still doing here?"

"ouch, getting rid of me so quick?"

"if that's what you'd like to hear, then yes."

"god." his low voice gave goosebumps to you for the nth time. "give me a break, i just got back from work. tired, you know?" jungwon stood up, and the kittens on the floor grabbed onto his pants—climbing utterly fast till his hips. "plus the kittens seems to like me, don't you think?"

"i had no idea what my sister fed them to the point they're unbelievably comfy with people, actually. So don't get too high on yourself." nonchalantly replying you did as you observe the kittens, or maybe him.

"nah, the kittens surely likes me." his eyelashes fluttered up along his boba eyes to look at you. "but how about you?" mischievous smirk adorning his soft pink lips along with his boba eyes gazing deep into your soul. w-what the heck is he pulling with such good freaking looks?!

"u-uh?"

"i was asking if you like me too," jungwon lifted the kitten, pressing a gentle kiss on its head with his eyes still on you. "cause you've been blushing for quite awhile now."

"ha! that was the heat, you got really some awful tendencies to flirt with people you just met huh?" you scoffed as you brushed the kittens back with the hairbrush. "just like these little fellas."

"however.. cats don't ease up easily to people they don't particularly like." jungwon pouted in a playful manner, carrying the kittens in his arms as he slowly approached you. "cats also know very well who they want."

your cheeks flushed into an utter mess, looking away from his once adorable boba eyes that held the melody of a siren. he stopped before your sitting form, lowering himself down as he slowly placed the purring kitten on your lap.

"i don't know your name yet, mind telling me?"

"we're not friends, why would i?"

he pouted immensely, as he patted the kitten on your lap. "how cruel, well then. can i be your friend?"

"no thanks."

smirking he did as he gestured his index finger at the kittens. "then.. one, two— three, four—"

"counting for what?" you raise your eyebrow suspiciously. "if you're thinking to steal them, then scrap the idea."

"five." he hummed in utter delightment, "i'm actually counting how many kittens you had on your lap right now."

you had no idea what this cat-like boy were up to, that mischievous smirk never leaving his lips had you feeling so many things.

placing his chin on his palms, "ah. since you don't want me to be your friend, then.. since there's five kittens here, I wonder if i can be your kitten too?"

your cheeks heated up with his choice of words, your mind scrambled over whether he had gone insane. "w-what are you—"

whatever you're about to say though had gone to ashes, as you caught onto his boba eyes slowly blinking at you, his cheeks blooming into pink shade as his lips pulling up into another mischievous smirk. "the name's jungwon just so you have a name to call whenever you want me."

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[firstdivisiongirl]

Hello! I saw your request were open so don't mind me.

I would love to see headcanons of how big men in TR (Taiju, Mocchi, South, Muto & Keizo, You don't have to write for all of them, just who you're comfortable) with a strong, fem! Reader who realizes in a spur of a moment she can carry them? How would they react or interact with her from now on with this new info? Would they be into that or just be flustered?

I hope this doesn't bother you, have a great day and take care(⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠❤

Hi. So I did some research on each of the boys to see how much they weigh. I was shocked at who was the heaviest and lightest. So I did include their weight in pounds at the beginning of each one so you kind of get a reference. Please enjoy!

Taiju, South, Muto & Keizo w/ a Strong, Fem! Reader Who Can Carry Them

Keizo “Benkei” Arashi:

Shockingly really light at only 187 lbs.

So, you are Waka sized

You wanted to be a member of Brahma so badly, but no one thought you were strong enough

So you picked up your boyfriend and held him over your head

No problem

Everyone was shocked and they let you in instantly 

Benkei never looked at you the same again

Before you were is cute, little, quiet girlfriend 

Now you’re his cute, strong, menace of a girlfriend 

Waka laughs at him for being the weak one in his relationship 

Muto Yasuhiro:

Boy weighs 190 lbs.

It happens by complete accident

You couldn’t find your glasses and were looking everywhere

You thought you were picking up just a chair

But you didn’t realize your boyfriend was also sitting on that chair

Didn’t even faze him

Next day he treats you the same

You did fine your glasses

Just not under your boyfriend

Taiju Shiba:

Second heaviest at 214 lbs.

Man likes a good fight

But this wasn’t your usual fight

Some guy bet that his sweet and loyal girlfriend aka you couldn’t lift 50 lbs.

You said I can lift 214 lbs.

Everyone was questioning why so specific but they said sure

So you grabbed Taiju and picked him up

Taiju was shocked at first

Like what the heck?

But after you collected your money and left he was proud

He asked how you got so strong

You said it was pure adrenaline

Like when moms lift cars up to save babies under the cars

He was speechless after that

South Terrano:

Weighs the most of this group at 297 lbs.

He met you at a music shop

You were new to music so he helped you learn

While at this shop one day, he was trying to get something off a very high shelf

I know he’s not short but this was tall and far in the back

Seeing him struggle, you picked him up and put him on your shoulders

He grabbed it but was speechless 

You explained how before music you were a bodybuilder

He thought you were even cooler now

Cute, strong and musical.

He was never going to break your heart

Probably because you could break him

Please do not copy, modify, translate or repost my writing on other platforms. Comments, reblogs and likes are highly appreciated!

[rowretro]

𝕻𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘'𝖘 𝕻𝖗𝖔𝖙𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖔𝖗

✧warnings: yandere/toxic themes, stalker won, violence and Gory scenes. 

♡synopsis: Yang Jungwon, the campus crush, tall, handsome, and seemingly innocent to many. Hence no one knew how dangerous he truly was. However you knew, and you couldn’t tell a single soul. The man you assumed to be a sweet social butterfly with dimples like wells you’d find yourself falling through, was dangerously obsessed with you.

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She didn’t hear the commotion at first, as her earphones were on a high volume, but when she saw the crowd of students looking so traumatized, horrified, some even running to the restroom to throw up, Y/n knew something was up. She arrived just as the teachers did, police officers were yet to come and investigate the bloody mess left behind in the science class. Was there perhaps a new serial killer in their neighborhood?!

The victim had multiple slits on his neck, the blade resting in his cold, dead hand. His eyeballs were also stabbed into. She backed away, not wanting to see it anymore. That boy was none other than Xiaojun, one of the seniors who had been hitting on her for a while now. Y/n gripped onto her chest wondering what could’ve happened, a little sense of guilt left behind as she remembered her last words to was to tell him to fuck off. 

Jungwon smirked to himself when no one saw. He was the only one who knew. His father had connections to many gangs, he’s off the hook. He knew what happened. He’s the one who had a strong grip on Xiaojun’s wrists, making him stab his eyeballs for staring at what’s his. He’s the one who forced the dying man to draw bloody lines on his neck, making sure he was out of the picture. Y/n didn’t feel anything for Xiaojun anyway, he was annoying, none of the girls liked him as he was practically a playboy. So not many people really cared too much for him.

Eventually the police took over, taping the scene, securing any evidence and questioning the students. Jungwon was used to these by now Handling them like a pro, the police didn’t suspect him one bit. “Y/n? You ok?... you seem a little upset-” Jungwon asked as he gently caressed the girl’s back. “Oh it’s nothing, just… do you think he’d come back and haunt me???” she asked as Jungwon frowned “Just because you rejected him? I’m sure his ghost won’t even make it on earth- stop overthinking-” he said as the girl sighed.

That night Y/n walked to the cafe, despite it being pretty late at night. Jungwon wasn’t too far behind. His figure and shadow hidden in the darkness. She made his job a lot easier, the way you didn’t turn back once, ignoring the fact that you may be followed. Y/n entered the cafe Jungwon, watched from afar, making sure no one was there to steal her from him. To his luck, she was alone. Heck she even walked out alone, into that dark, alleyway that hand no cameras purely because it was a very easy shortcut to her home.

3 years of stalking his princess and he finally got the chance to take her home, driving his Koenigsegg in the middle, blocking her path. The girl frowned, then saw Jungwon. “I’m taking you home.” he simply said. As y/n just frowned. Why would he offer a ride to her? It’s not like they knew each other well, and she was closer to her home anyway. “No need, I’m only 3 minutes away from my house” she reassured as Jungwon laughed. “Oh sweetheart… I meant OUR home.” he said with a smirk, forcefully yanking her in before pushing a cloth drenched in a drowsy med to her face.

Everything seemed like a blur to her. Y/n woke up in a rather unfamiliar room. Her back met with the comfort of the plush, white silk sheets, and soft mattress, a blindingly beautiful chandelier in the center of the room. She couldn’t move. Her hands cuffed to the headboard. Her uniform was replaced with much more comfortable pajamas, the kind she could never afford. “You’re up darling?” a voice called. The girl stared in shock. It was indeed Jungwon. Yang Jungwon, the sweet, innocent, handsome man, now standing before her, dressed in his gray sweatpants and a white t-shirt.

“Jungwon?... why what? Why?!!!” she managed to ask, though it wasn’t exactly the question she wanted to asked. “Calm down, calm down. Yes yes, I was the one who murderred all those whores, Yes I’ve been keeping a close eye on you and protecting you from all harm, but it seems impossible to keep you safe out there… so I can keep you here, in my palance my princess.” He said with a smile as she just stared in utter shock. However she knew better than to mess with him. This is a new side to him, a dangerous side that no one would ever expect. Y/n had to play it safe with this man, she doesn’t want to end up being his next victim. 

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[horny-winchesters]

What the Winchester Brothers are like in bed.

(A/N: this is just my opinion and evaluation of their character and sex scenes in the show. please let me know what you think!)

Warnings: SMUT (duh), bdsm, dom/sub, filth lol

Dean Winchester

* MOST SUBBY SUBMISSIVE BRAT WHO EVER LIVED!!!

* He’s also a fan of just normal sex with no type of power play/equal power play. But still. Sub. Dean.

* Such a motherfucking tease it’s not even funny why the heck-

* Straight up gets a boner when you scold him for being so horny.

* Yeah literally so thirsty 25/8 it’s sad.

* You’ll be on ur computer and he’ll start whispering dirty things into your ear.

* He wants to be ruined by you, tied up, choked, spanked. Buuut he is a brat and a bit of a pillow prince. 👑

* You’re dominating him but HE IS IN CONTROL. Dean tells you what to do and he gets it. He’s only obedient if you are.

* “Choke me harder. Faster, bitch. Do I look like glass? Break me.”

* Honestly, being tied up and at your mercy is one of the sexiest things he could possibly think of.

* MARK THAT BITCH. There’s nothing more that would make Dean feel superior to everyone than having your love bites all over his body. Maybe just above his shirt collar so everyone can see. It tells them that he belongs to someone and he finds it super fucking sexy.

* Boasts about his sex life to literally everyone and their mother and honestly its creepy.

* Goes on about how he gets away with being bratty but then u double cross him by forcing him to wear a vibrator while on a case…shit.

* SEXY RULES ENTHUSIAST!!!!

* Give him a bunch of rules to obey in your daily life and if he breaks one, punish him.

* An massive fetish for boobs and god damn does he love a motorboat.

* I think he’d really enjoy you in high heels and looking like a badass.

* And it’s not just in the bedroom he loves your dominance, Dean soooooo has a thing for you bossing him around whilst on a case or literally anywhere.

* Honestly after sex, even though Dean is the one getting used lmao, he always cleans you up nice. He wouldn’t do it for just any girl though. So you’re definitely special.

* Dean is soooo misunderstood by a lot of girls. Yeah he’s in it for the good sex but really just wants someone to take care of him. To be in charge and to protect him for a change.

* In conclusion Dean Winchester horny baby.

Sam Winchester

* Sam is mostly Vanilla, but if it had to be one, I’d say he’s more on the dominant side.

* He enjoys both slow, sweet sex and rough as fuck sex. Though he prefers rough. If you’re okay with it though.

* PASSIONATE AS HECK.

* He’ll choke you and pin you down, all because you asked. But Sam will be so careful with you, always asking if you’re alright.

* Very scared that he might hurt you while being dominant.

* This man likes to BITE. Yes, bite. So be prepared to have to cover up a looooot of hickeys.

* He uses his mouth. Both ways. He’ll not only go down on you like a good boy but he’ll also whisper the dirtiest things in your ear when he’s really in the mood.

* “Fuck, just like that, baby. I want my cock inside you right now. You would want that, huh?”

* Super romantic type so he’d set up candles and flower petals and all of that cheesy stuff to please you and make the experience as pleasant as possible, especially if it’s your first time.

* Sam likes to edge you for hours; your pleasure is his pleasure and edging is just amazing and your moans would be music to his ears, and enough to make him come untouched.

* He wants to make you feel so safe and loved during sex, so he loves the fact that he’s so tall and muscular so it’s almost like he��s protecting you.

* Definitely prefers missionary/being on top of you but wouldn’t object to other positions you wanted to try.

* Will let you dominate him because he thinks it’s cute. How you’re this tiny girl in comparison to him and you telling him what to do just makes him fall in love with you even more.

* If you try and come onto him during a case though, he’ll make sure to tell you off. Angry sex is the result.

* Overall Sam is the cutest bean but also the roughest man ever. He’s just so passionate and loving I need a Sam in my life.

(A/N: Thank you all for reading 🥹 this was my first post so I hope you like it 😊)

[stqrbxy]

[ 中也 ] chuuya nakahara . with a m! shy lollita style, reader s/o.

sfw hcs.

— finds your shy personality endearing and calming.

—  definitely also finds it a frequent advantage when he’s teasing you and you can’t call out any words except for stutters, murmurs and a blushed face.

—  i feel like being a port mafia executive and having a high salary of  2 million jpy, he would definitely, take every chance to spoil you.

—  when he figures that you don’t have that much of a masculine style, he’d still love you, to be honest, he’d actually be more interested in you.

—   being in the port mafia with him, he realized you wore rather extravagant and detailed pieces of clothing, as well as silver jewellery.

—   you’d wear clothes similar to ciel phantomhive from black butler.

—   he would still support you, being the sweetheart he is. 

—   whenever you two go out shopping, which is quite frequent, he would always take you to antique shops or popular bookshops and watch as you swoon over books and certain pieces of clothing. 

—   he’d find it so attractive that you wear laces and bows of sorts all around your clothing.

—   and, those lolita waistcoats? he’d take every chance to wrap his arms around your hips or waist.

—   the type of clothing you like isn’t available for your gender or size? expect a custom-made outfit just made for you to arrive soon in the week. 

—   oh, and he won’t stop at one. he’ll order you numerous waistcoats, corsets, blouses, coats, pants and whatnot. 

—   you like reading books instead of wallets, watches, lighters or even cigarettes? no problem, he has you covered.

—   he’ll take you to so many bookstores and would let you buy books until it’s midnight and time to go back home.

—   the book you’re searching for is in another country? he’ll get it delivered just for you in no time.

—   a signed book from your favourite author? oh boy, he’s already got that done.

—   don’t be surprised if you end up with a library as big as his mansion.

—   speaking of his mansion, i’d like to estimate he has a 10,000 square feet wide mansion. so, you have plenty of space to occupy.

nsfw hcs. — scroll away if you’re uncomfortable.

—   oh jeez, don’t get me started on this.

— he’d tease you by rubbing circles on your bare lower thighs if you’re not wearing any socks, tall shoes or tight shorts.

—   but, if you are wearing shorts that are pretty short, oh boy…

—   his hand will by every chance reach under your shorts to rub your thigh.

—   if you ask him to stop, he’d give you the most, innocent smile with the most mischievous glint in his eyes and be like “stop what, darling?”

—   and, most of the time it’d end up with your clothes on the bedroom floor…

—   he would definitely hold you from behind you with his hands on your waist and move them up and down your shirt or pants.

—   oh my god. the pet names…

—   for sure would call you something like “doll” , “darling” , or “honey”.

—   but would definitely stick to calling you “doll” since you look so pretty, you know?

—   wearing a corset? oh boy, he’d definitely pull on your strings for fun, and for your reactions. well, until you ask him to stop logically because it hurts.

—   s/o likes to wear their corset pretty loose so that it doesn’t hurt them physically by the way.

—   if you happen to be wearing a simple blouse, with a couple of buttons loose from the top, he would definitely rest his hand on your chest, heck, even touch your skin.

—   he’d had a most playful smirk on his face and be like : “are you trying to seduce me, darling?”

—   i swear he would use every chance of your flustered state to tease you about it.

a/n : this was longer than intended the hell?

[yuyu1024]

Kiss Me

Pairings: Mingi × y/n

Genre/tags: first time, college au

Warning: 🔞 fluff, smut/angst, sensual touching, dry humping, cursing, unprotected sex, kink/fetish, chubby y/n or reader, insecurities, finger fuck [lmk if i miss anything]

Words: 2.8k

Disclaimer:

- this story is just made up

- english is not my first language, please be nice 😊

Note: repost. Check pinned post for more ♥️

Likes and reblogs are much appreciared

***

Being a broke af student, living on a minimal school allowance that does not include school projects and other necessities in life because you are not rich, means you need to find a side hussle. You need extra income. You need to work your butt off besides studying. But what sucks is having an ugly ass schedule thar can't allow you to find or even try a part time job in a random cafe or store outside campus.

Luckily, a classmate of your suggested tutoring. Easy peasy. You just need to help a student that lives a life with a golden spoon and help them get good enough gradea to survive. That could work. You can plan and make it work! Easy money right?

But what you didn't expect is this side hussle, have more to give and offer you.

Mingi. A member of the university's soccer team. One of the top players in the team actually. A heartthrob who have the bad boy crush image that girls likes nowadays. A member of the music club and also part of the student council committee.

A good student with a good reputation and a decent grade. He is the one you will be tutoring.

Odd right? And why?

At first you thought it was some kind of sick joke since usually, the kids who have it all and looks like can get away with everything likes to play games and tease the other ones who can't fight back or don't have the means to even make a scene with them. Like you. An ordinary, chubby, wallflower and a nobody.

That's why you are very confused and on high alert why, he, Mingi, requested for you to tutor him. He does not even need it. Your friend said that the moment she posted your flyers on the board, Mingi was the first one to see it and asked details about it. He even said to take the other posters down as he will be needing you to tutor him, full time. Weird.

Yes, weird. And yet you accepted it. You have no choice. You needed the money. And it's one heck of a money.

Also, it's not bad being around him after all.

"You're late." He says the second you step foot in the lockers room of the soccer team. He's bend down, sitting on a metal bench and tying his shoe laces.

"Sorry... I fell asleep in the library while reading..." you answer

He grunts standing up then picking up his bag. "I told you... you can watch me play while you wait."

"Ahm... I can't."

His brows wrinkled. "Why?"

"I can't concentrate... plus... it's usually the fans that are present watching."

"So you are saying, you are not a fan?"

You look away. "I don't know anything about soccer... nor any sports... sorry."

He snorts a laugh. "Whatever. Let's go."

Mingi. Tall, gorgeous, masculine, thick and very charming. He is the guy you are spending your whole afternoon 'till evening with.

He is the guy who is paying you to spend time with him. Not to tutor him per say but to give him his 'needs'. A companion that helps him satisfy. It's fucked up but it sort of feels good especially being a short chubby not attractive and a nobody girl. You may not have the confidence for the outside world but within the walls of his apartment, you are the most beautiful girl and the only person that could make him drop on his knees and beg you to have him.

You are not dating him. You are not fucking him either. You are just letting him have your body, touch you, cuddle, gaze at you and etc. Just providing him what he needs for his kinks or fetish.

***

"I'm so fucking tired!" He drops onto the L shaped sofa, face down.

You cautiously remove your shoes putting them in place and then follow him to his living room.

"You cleaned?" You ask, stopping and standing at the end of sofa.

"Not me... one of our maids visited and cleaned this morning... I had to call for help."

"Oh... I see..."

He then abrupty gets up, leans his back finding a comfy position and gazes at you. "What are you doing there standing?"

"Hmm?"

"You should be here..." he taps both his thighs pertaining for you to sit on his lap. "I'm craving for your boobs since last week..."

Craving. A word that you never thought that would an attribute to you.

"Come here..." he repeats. His voice is softer this time but still his voice is deep and came from his chest.

You do as he says. You sit down on his lap, back facing him and just let him back hug you.

He inhales your scent. His hands caging you in and caressing you at the same time.

It's been 4 months now since you've been "tutoring" him. It started as a weekly session and it turned to being a one text away kind of deal. The more he sees you, the more money.

This is a gamble of life but what can you do? He also said, you've been helping him a lot with his stress and relaxing him every after practice. So you feel like you really are actually helping him not just getting paid to be touched and make him feel aroused. 

His head leaning on your back while his hands travel from your thighs to your chest area.

"Your boobs...are so fucking... sexy..." he squeez them both. Kneading them. He knows you like it when he does that. It's an erotic sensation you like and it turns you on and makes you squirm under his touch. "Do you like it? Me doing this?" He asks even though he already knows the answer. Your n!pples are already hard and he can feel it.

You slightly push your ass back, arching your back, head thrown at his shoulder,  letting him know you are enjoying what he's doing. "You know I do." You exhale the words like a sigh of relief.

"You've been busy... We haven't cuddled in awhile." He whispers into your ears.

"A ton of homeworks... and...ahhh..." you moan as you feel his warm tongue touch back of your ear.

"And...?" He is teasing you and you like it. "C'mon... tell me about your week..."

"Ahh!" You cry as his hands spreads your legs apart and dives into your linen pants. "M-mingi..." your body jerks at every circular motion he does. "Oh... fuck." Even holding onto his arms for support.

It's too much but it's too good.

"I like it when you cry my name..." he whispers. "Say it again... scream it..."

He pushes another digit in you. "Ah!" You squeal at the sensation. He's really going deep this time.

"C'mon... say it." He begins to kiss you neck softly as his fingers wreckes you into pieces.

"M-mingi! Oh! Fuck! Ah! Mingi!" You arch your back, hands grabbing onto his nap. Tears then fills up your eyes as you look up to him, watching you melt under his touch. "Aaahhh...!"

"Is it good?" He asks, wearing a smirk

You nod. You are really crying now.

"Do you want me to stop?" He asks, "You know our safe word... just say it.."

"N-no... no..." you cry, eyes is still intact with his

"What do you want then, baby girl?" He picks up his beat. In and out. Touching every wall in you, just with his fingers.

"A k-kiss..." your body is shaking now. "Please..."

A kiss. You two have never kissed before. Besides the touching, the dry humping, the handjob and f!inger. You two never done anything more than that. In short things a couple or one night stands do. Make out and have sex. Odd but that was his rule.

He said, no kissing and sex for you. His reason is because you have never experience it yet. He said, he wants you to experience your first kiss and first sex to the person you love. Not him. He wants it to be memorable for you.

And you agreed since, you never dated anyone before and have no fucking experience with love.

He knows that your deal might have tarnished your innocence already because of the things you have done but he keeps his promises when it comes to limit.

Funny enough, even though he f!nger fucks you and you give him handjobs, you have never seen each other naked. He really knows the bounderies and trying to save a few part of your innocent life.

But, like as mentioned. This thing between you two have been going on for four months now. And since then, you've eventually started to like him. You are not sure how serious but for now, you label it as a crush or desire since its all about the horny emotions you feel whenever he's around.

"Baby girl... you know we can't do that." He nuzzles his nose to your cheek.

You unintentionally close your legs as you reach your climax. "Ah!!"

"Scream for me, baby girl." He snarls

And you did. You came. You came really hard and a lot that it didn't just drained your energy but also ruined your pants.

"So fucking sexy." He hisses as he caress you cheeks and kisses you on top of your head.

That was amazing. That was bigger than the previous ones.

You thought you'd get immune with his skills but you're wrong. Mingi knows how to touch you and make you feel good. He knows the spot to hit. He knows his effect on you. He knows your body.

But how come, after melting into his hands today, you don't feel a hundred percent happy and relieved. The f!nger fuck IS GOOD however, you need more. You know you need more. You know you want more. Even though you know he could not give it to you.

***

After showering and getting into a new set of clothes you started getting ready to leave.

"Where are you going?" Mingi asks emerging from the kitchen

"Going home." You answer. Not making eye contact with him, pretending to search for something in your bag.

"But it's friday."

Friday. This is the only day in your schedules that match perfectly. Both classes and practice ends early and no school tomorrow except Mingi's training in the afternoon.

Usually friday, you stay over. The cuddling part of the deal. He likes to sleep with you.

"Sorry..." you mumble. "I can't today..."

"Why?" His face shows his disappointment.

You then notice the tray he's holding. He made you a sandwich and made you a smoothie to drink.

Mingi do have a bad boy image at school. An image where he looks like he does not give a fuck. But when you two are together, he is different. He is someone you would like in real life. Someone you really want to be in your life.

But fuck that. He can't be that someone for you. He's just paying you.

And because of these, these thoughts in your mind right now, the reason you can't stay for tonight. You might fall even more or hurt yourself. You already hurt your own feelings earlier when he rejected your request for a kiss. That rejection made you feel unworthy.

From 'He can't kiss you because of your deal, to save it for your first love' to 'He can't kiss you because you are not his type.'

"Y/n..." he calls your name after not hearing an answer

"I just need to..." you are stuttering. You can't make up a lie.

"Need to what?" He puts the tray on a table somewhere and charges towards you.

But he halts the second your phone rings.

"San...?" You answer the call.

Your eyes shifts from his feet to his face.  Mingi is not liking what's going on.

"Yeah... I did emailed you the report... yes... yes... I've edited it...mhm...mhm..."

You are just answering San's questions about your project together but why does it feel like you are cheating and Mingi is not happy.

"Later?" You got surprised by San asking you to meet up. "What cafe?" You ask him

However, before San could respond to you, Mingi snatched your phone away and turned it off.

"You said you can't stay here... without giving me a reason... yet. But then here you are making fucking plans to meet a guy in a cafe. At night time?"

He really looked pissed.

You look away, lower your head and just blantly answer him. "Because you rejected me."

"What?"

You take your phone back from his hand and put it in your bag. "You rejected me... when I asked you to kiss me."

"Y/n..  you know our--"

"I know." You sigh heavily. "I'm sorry..."

"You don't have to... it's okay..."

"No... it's not okay." You look at him in the eyes. "I wanted that kiss. I want it so bad. But I know my position... I know you can't coz'..." you can't even dare to say it yourself. To insult your appearance. "I'm sorry..." you slip your bag on your shoulders and add, "Maybe you should not pay me for this week... since we only met once... I mean... today... and I did went over the line earlier... asking for a kiss."

"What? I don't understand... Y/n... wha--" he looks so confused.

You try to smile. To reassure him that everything is okay and that this is nothing (even though its everything). "Don't worry... I'll be more available next week... I just need tonight by myself... yeah... just... that..."

You are basically saying gibberish now. You are as confused as him and not understanding the situation as him.

You start to walk towards the door when all of a sudden he pulls you back in, almost tripping.

"Stay." He says

"I.. I can't."

"Why?"

"I..  I just told you... I... can't."

"That's not a reason."

"Mingi... please..."

"Stay." He repears. "Please... y/n... stay."

"No..." You turn around.

Then in a second he forcefully takes you and carries you. You are chubby but he's strong and thick. He could really carry you.

"Mingi!" You yelp as he throws you over his shoulder. "What the fuck!?"

He throws you on his bed and climbs on top of you like he's going to murd3r you.

"What are you doing?"

"Making you stay..." he hums the words close to your face. "Giving you... what you want..."

"M-mingi...?"

You are stunned when you suddenly see him take his hoodie and shirt off in one go.

"W-what are y-you doing?"

"What I should've done months ago."

"Wha--"

He shuts your mouth by giving you the kiss you've been dreaming off. The kiss that you're always curious what it would taste and feel like. A kiss from the most beautiful soft and plump lips you've ever seen in your life.

"Fuck." He hisses as he pulls away to take a breather. "Are you sure you've never kissed anyone before?"

"W-why?"

He licks his lips and then lowers his body on you. "Coz... You're making me drool just by kissing you..."

He crashes his lips to yours again and this time he makes sure that you are the one getting the best experience. Moaning at every lick and suck of tongues. And making sure your first kiss is something to remember forever.

"Mingi..." you moan his name.

"Yes, baby girl?" He asks as he trails more kisses on your finger tips.

"Why? Why did you kiss me? After rejecting me earlier..."

"Because you're leaving me... you can't leave me just like that Y/n..."

"You kissed me... just because of that?"

"Not just that..." he goes to lay down beside you and craddle you in his arm. "I want to confirm something..."

"Confirm what?"

"My feelings... for you."

You blink multiple times before your brain processed what he just said.

"Baby girl.. can you promise me something?"

"What?"

"Don't ever... talk to any other guys... without me knowing... I don't want any other guy creeping around you..." his hand slides in your blouse and in your bra. "You're my baby girl... understood? Mine only... okay?" He pinches your n!pple making you scream Yes. "Good girl... my y/n..."

That was just it. You're relationshio with Mingi started weirdly and bloomed into something more. Still in a unconditional way.

"I'm your baby girl." You answer and then sealing it off with a kiss.

[ave09]

wake up

indiana jones x wife!reader

note: the chokehold this man has on me. i watched all of the movies recently for the first time and i’m obsessed. and i’m also going through lots of personal issues and what better way to escape then to write about my new comfort character? and i will most likely write a whole heck of a lot more about my main man indy, also; this is set during temple of doom.

anxiety clawed at you.

this couldn’t be happening. it just couldn’t. 

the thugees had stripped you of everything. they’d taken away your freedom, the boy who was like a son to you, and your husband. 

your indy. 

this wasn’t how it was supposed to go. you, indiana, and short round were to go on this adventure, retrieve the sankara stone, and return to shang hai. 

and yet here you were, about to be sacrificed to a god who went by the name of kali. 

clad in a white gown, you were wheeled off, where your untimely death would await.

imagine your surprise when you spotted your husband, standing tall alongside the thugees. your eyes widened at the sight. 

indiana’s shirt had been removed, his back littered with wounds, no doubt from a lashing. but instead of his normal self, where he always seemed to have something up his sleeve, he seemed calm.

too calm.

what had they done to him?

“indy!” you shouted. at any sign of his wife’s distress, he’d have leapt into action immediately, taking out anyone who got in his way. 

but he did nothing. absolutely nothing. 

“indiana!” you were silenced by a deadly glare sent by mola ram. he was quite the scary man, and you wished to delay your death for as long as possible. the evil

man then gestured to indiana, a grin upon his face.

“come.”

you froze, panic taking over.

no.

no.

no.

you watched in horror as your husband obeyed, moving towards you, almost lifelessly. “indiana..” he didn’t acknowledge you, but he now stood before you, mindlessly chanting as he made sure the chains wrapped around your wrists were secure.

“indiana, wake up. wake up!” you begged, trying to keep the tears from spilling. you felt so helpless, you should be trying to save him, not be tied up. 

“look at me, i am your wife. your wife! i need you to wake up now!” 

and yet there was no emotion, absolutely nothing. 

“indiana! please! indy! henry! junior!” you tried everything, anything to get him to respond but to no avail.

you couldn’t help the tears that slid down your cheeks. “please.. wake up.” the man before you lifted a large hand, placing it upon the side of your face. you felt a calloused thumb caress the tears away, and for a moment you wondered if he was somehow still there. 

“indy?”

his hand became slack, falling to his side. he then moved away and rejoined the thugees. 

panic seized you as you felt the care you were trapped in began to rise. “no! no no, please!” but it was too late.

it had begun.

you were suspended in the air, facing the floor as it opened, revealing a pit of lava. this was it. you were really going to die. you’d had so many close calls in the past, but never had you thought of this being the way you went out. 

“oh God, please forgive me.” you muttered, the heat of the lava burning your skin the lower you sank. “watch over shorty, let him live.” you pleaded, squeezing your eyes shut.

but then suddenly, you stopped. you only assumed that something had happened up top. the only sound you could hear was the loud crackling of the fire below. 

you could only hope that something good was happening up there.

it felt like ages had passed before you started to rise. a wave of relief washed over you. it wasn’t long before you were out, never feeling more relieved in your life. you glanced at indiana, who was waiting, short round beside him. 

“indy? is it really you?” you asked as the man quickly unchained you, not hesitating to pull you into a tight embrace, “it’s me.” he whispered breathlessly, pecking your cheek lightly before placing a kiss to your lips, “don’t ever call me junior again.” he scolded before turning to shorty, “thanks for everything kid.” 

of course it was shorty who had saved indiana. “your welcome dr. jones. i had to save you or the missus would be very upset.” 

“damn right, shorty.” you replied with a grin. “now, as much i love reunions, we gotta get out of here, all of us.” indiana said. you nodded in agreement as your husband placed shorty’s hat upon his head, “let’s go dr. jones and missus!”

and off you all went, determined to escape this temple of doom. 

[prod-ddeonu]

TIGHTY WHITIES | p.js

episode 11: put my sneakers on!

pairing: college! Jay x fem! reader

CW/TW: enemies to lovers, smau, angst, fluff, smut, horrible comedy, slice of life, jay gets exposed BAD, kys jokes, assault, drinking, flirting hehe, NOT PROOFREAD!!, chef Jay, the note is a sort of vent and mentions death, skip to tl;dr if uncomfortable with those topics as it is important

synopsis: You and Park Jongseong have been enemies for years. Heck, the two of you grew up picking fights with each other. A hateful war of tricks and deceit turns from bad to worse, however, when you finally trump him. Nobody can come back from having a photo of themself in tighty whities sent to the entire school, right?

status: ongoing!

taglist: open! (fill out the google form to be added! your user should be tagged on the masterlist and the next chapter after you submit!)

wc: ~1.9k

You and your entire gaggle of friends were sitting around your apartment, save for Soobin nervously tidying up your counter for alcohol and setting the chairs neatly in the living room.

You laughed at the way he brought out your mini-duster from the pantry. "Soob," you called out. He turned to you with his brows creased. "You're freaking yourself out again."

He sighed and put the duster back down, rubbing the side of his face with his open palm. "I know, I know," he mumbled, "I'm just so scared of his friends not liking me."

"Soob," Keeho smiled happily, "If his friends love him, they'll trust that you're a good person and like you. It's how we feel about Heeseung, at least."

Soobin smiled even bigger and came to sit back down on the couch next to you. "Thank you, guys!" He hugged the two of you.

Beomgyu cleared his throat. "I'm here too, y'know," he jokingly rolled his eyes.

"I wish you weren't," Soobin joked back, opening his arms for Beomgyu to join the hug (which he did).

You sadly turned the TV on to play an old ITZY song. "I wish Chae and Yuna could have been here, they were so excited when you told us. They just had to have practice tonight."

"I know, but I'll take Heeseung to their comeback stage!" Soobin stood up and danced to the song. "I don't wanna take them away from making these good songs!"

You all stood up and began to have a small dance party together, easing your friend's nerves further before the doorbell rang.

It was around seven o'clock in the afternoon at this time, and the boisterous laughter outside told you that it was Jay's ensemble. "Late as usual," you tsked to yourself, swinging the door open with a big smile and holding your arms open to Heeseung.

He bent down and gave you a hug, confusedly, before standing up and greeting you. "Hi, you must be Y/N!"

"Yes, I am! You never figured that out after all the years of being friends with Jay?"

"No, I did, I just wanted to seem like we never laughed at Jay getting his ass handed to him everyday," he laughed. "You're much more welcoming than I thought, I honestly expected a box of snakes or something."

"No, of course not! This is a celebration, this isn't about Jay. And, plus, I only do that kind of stuff to Jay," you beamed, stepping to the side to allow them in.

They all introduced themselves as they walked in, and it shocked you how tall just all of them were.

Jungwon, the boy who seemed to have his wits together the most, pointed his thumb out the door as he began to speak to you. "Also, Jay is here, but he stopped and got some extra stuff for the party so he's trying to get it out of the car, if you were wondering."

You looked up and saw his form hunched into the backseat of his car, pulling out item after item. "I'll go help," you sighed.

You excused yourself from the apartment, going down the stairs and bouncing a little with every hop down.

"I didn't tell you to buy that much booze, Jay Park," you sighed with a small smile as he pulled out bags and boxes of alcohol.

He turned around with a smile, his hands on his hips in a mock defense. "I actually recall you saying to get lots of alcohol, Hwa Y/N."

As he faced you, you couldn't help but examine him. He wasn't in his usual all-black clothing, which took you by surprise. He was in jeans with a simple white tee and a light sweater, making him look softer and sweeter than the usual Jay. You had to admit, your enemy was very handsome and fashionable.

Jay felt your eyes on him as he spoke. He felt the way they checked him out. He couldn't be mad, though, because he'd done the same thing. The second he first turned around, his eyes were immediately oggling your own jean shorts and white tee, a dainty necklace around your neck. However, he could only notice the familiar jacket over your shoulders.

"You wore that jacket for me?" Jay asks, making it sound like more of a statement. He doesn't miss the way you get flustered as he laughs. "I actually bought food for all of us, too. I was gonna cook something so nobody got too sick in your apartment."

You reached into the car next to him, brushing your side against his and sending him into a flurry of warm cheeks and pounding heartbeats. He stepped to the side, giving you space.

You pulled back out with the bags of chicken and tteokbokki, holding them in your hands as Jay held the alcohol. The two of you made your way up to your apartment, stopping just outside the door.

"Jay, can I talk to you right here really quickly?"

He turned his head to you, putting the alcohol down outside the door as you put down the food. "Yeah, what's up?"

"I'm really sorry," you looked into his eyes. "I've wanted to apologize for pushing your buttons on purpose that day since it happened, you never would've did what you did if I hadn't, and I realized that you were the only one trying to make an effort when you came by the other day," you spewed the words out, rambling in a sense. Your head fell to the ground.

Jay grabbed your hands quickly, his eyes wide and a small glimmer in his eyes. "Y/N, you don't have to apologize. I was really in the wrong, I don't blame you for anything. I'm happy you enjoy the gifts, but that wasn't me trying to make you feel like you had to make any type of effort to apologize. I don't want you to think I need to forgive you for anything, it was a two-way street with out fighting. If anything, I should be asking for your forgiveness, still-"

You squeezed his hands, shutting the man up. You looked back into his eyes with a smile. "Jongseongie, I forgave you a long time ago."

You pulled him into a hug, his arms around your waist and yours around his neck. The two of you stayed like that for a few seconds, before Jay pulled back as the two of you stared at each other.

"I like when you call me that," he breathed out in a slow sigh. You felt your face heat up in a foreign, fuzzy way.

There was a similar beating in both of your hearts. If it hadn't been for the tight hug, the two of you would never have felt it. There was an invisible line between the two of you, but it was being erased further by the second. Every second you stared into his eyes, you felt your resolve grow weaker.

Jay's hand went to your chin, his thumb lightly stroking your cheek and tilting your head upwards. His other went to your waist, holding you steady as the two of you began to close the distance.

His face inched nearer, your eyes never leaving his lips. As they got closer, your eyes closed with anticipation. "Y/N, can I k-"

"Put my sneakers on!" Chaeryeong cheered loudly as she walked up the stairs with Yuna.

Both you and Jay shoved off of each other, awkwardly grabbing the bags, bottles clinking against one another in Jay's hands and a bright red blush on both of your faces.

The two girls made it to your door at the same moment that you two had decided to look away from each other in embarrassment. "What's up with you two?" Chae questioned.

You both mumbled, "Nothing." They shrugged and held out a similar bag to you.

"Look, babe! We got some liquor for tonight, too!" Chae smiled wide.

You hugged the two of them once you pulled yourself together. "How did you guys even make it? I thought you had practice," you giggled.

Yuna held a hand around her mouth to whisper, "We snuck out!" She laughed. "Ta-da! We weren't going to just stay in the dorms when we needed to celebrate Scooby Soobie finding a boyfriend! Especially not when his boyfriend also seems really sweet," she crossed her arms.

Chae nodded in agreement, a triumphant hand flying into the air. "And two beers, a whole lot of convincing, and I guess a romantic moment ruined later, here we are!"

Jay finally spoke after standing, gobsmacked. "Aren't you two from that girl group?"

They glanced at him, their faces going pale. "This may be a problem," Yuna stated.

"No, it's not," you smiled. "He's not going to ruin his friend's party or your image, right?" You turned to Jay.

He nodded. "I'm just very confused on why there are two idols here," he added.

Chae scoffed. "And idols can't be friends with their old friends from before they debuted? We've all been best friends for years," she jokingly rolled her eyes.

Yuna clapped her hands. "I'm getting thirsty. Let's drink!" She walked into the apartment without any other instruction, everyone following her.

Jay had finished cooking the meals rather quickly, as everyone challenged Chaeryeong and Yuna to dance battles and bullied Niki and Beomgyu. The latter had formed a small bonding over being the self-proclaimed "punching bags" of their friend groups.

The entire household was now closer to shit-faced than sober, save for Beomgyu and Niki.

"Why don't you drink as much, hyung?" Niki asked Beomgyu.

He held his glass of water up. "Last time I was drunk, I tried to beat the shit out of a cardboard cutout for looking at me funny. Then, I found out it wasn't a cardboard cutout."

"Woah, hyung," Niki gasped. "You couldn't waterboard that information from me, that's so embarrassing."

"Why, you!" Beomgyu went to flick the boy, who dodged quickly.

Heeseung and Soobin had been long asleep, both falling asleep on top of your bed. Everyone was told to stay over since they were "capital-F Fucked up", but the men of the night were given bed privileges.

Keeho, who had sat out after leading his fifth round of karaoke and stand-up comedy specials, looked around and pointed at the small futon he'd pulled out of his room for the night. "Dude, look at that," he gawked.

The two boys followed his finger and locked their eyes on his target of interest. "Someone take a picture, she's going to be so pissed," Beomgyu struggled to not laugh.

Keeho and Niki took their phones out, both taking a photo.

There you and Jay were in the photo, you asleep across his lap as his hand sat where he had been playing with your hair, and him asleep with his head against the top of the seat.

Maybe there was something that invisible line had been holding back all these years, or maybe there was something the two of you had refused to admit was there the entire time. Something fuzzy and warm, something that tinted the world pink around each other, something that felt like home. It was a force much too strong to accept in the moment, but the slow steps were enough to you.

notes: hey guys, this isn't a note I want to leave. I'm sorry it took this long to get this post out, I was intending on proofing this tomorrow and posting it but I decided to do it tonight due to unfortunate circumstances. I drove two hours out from home for the week for a job that I cannot leave on a whim, and my family notified me today that both my grandmother was brought to the er yesterday and that she passed this morning. I understand why they held off on telling me, but I cannot fathom why they felt that telling me everything at once and robbing me of my last chance to tell her goodbye and that I love her would have been better for me. I lived with her for ten years and decided to become her neighbor, so although I've been letting my family think I'm taking it better than everyone else I actually can't even look at a single thing without feeling my body shut down a little and think about how I'm coming home to a house without her. I feel guilty, I feel like shit, I feel like an awful grandkid because I was one of her only two and I wasn't around to help or say goodbye. I feel guilty for enjoying my time out of town still, and I feel even guiltier for sometimes letting her passing slip my mind and forgetting she's gone. I haven't had motivation for anything since I found out, and I feel I won't have the motivation to continue this smau for a few days. I'll be taking some time away due to this unforeseen circumstance, maybe a few days, maybe a few weeks. Please forgive me for this, I know people enjoy the story and this isn't me discontinuing it!! It is still ongoing, however it may not be updated soon. Thank you for reading, I'll make the rest of the story very worth everyone's wait!!

TL;DR: Due to unfortunate circumstances, I won't be able to update this smau for a few days to a few weeks. Please forgive me for the sudden announcement, the wait for this chapter, and the possible wait for future chapters! This smau is NOT discontinued, only on a slight pause. Thank you for reading, enjoying, and supporting, and thank you for your patience and kindness as well!

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New Girl At Nekoma:

Kuroo's Crush

Tetsuro Kuroo featuring Nekoma x female! reader (she/her pronouns)

Warnings: none

A/N: This is a request @times-new-roman-in-pastel! It's also this roosters birthday so Happy Birthday to our favorite Sports Promoter 🥰🥰

I apologize for being MIA for a while, poor mental health and general sickness have all but consumed my life but I promise I’m around 🖤

Oof YN 😬

Having to switch schools at the beginning of your third year 🫠

Honestly I don’t even know if crying will help at this point

Your guardian accepted a new job in Tokyo so of course you followed suit, moving from a small town to the huge city

It was a big change and an even bigger change looking at your new high school

Nekoma High School 🙌🏻

Honestly we love it

Well YOU don’t currently love it night but trust me you will soon enough 😏

Trust the process YN

You stand outside looking at the school as you take a deep breath and walk in

The halls are crowded and everyone is staring at you

Not only because you are the new kid but also because you are so pretty 🤩

Turning heads everywhere you go YN!

However right now it’s very overwhelming because, well once again, everyone is staring at you

You look around, trying to find your classroom but much to your dismay, it seems to not exist

But we don’t give up so easily! Oh no no

You mentally calm yourself, turning around to start over

Unfortunately when you turn around you turn smack into two boys

Subsequently you tumble to the ground, landing hard

“Are you ok?” An angelic voice chimes

You look up, seeing a tall boy and a shorter boy staring at you

“Yeah I’m ok, sorry for running into you,” you say as the shorter boy extends his hand to help you

“Sorry for knocking you down, ummm I’m sorry I don’t know your name?” The shorter boy says

“Oh I’m Yn, it’s my first day,” you say smiling and fixing your skirt and blouse

“Welcome to Nekoma YN, I’m Yaku and this is Kai,” the shorter boy says

“It’s nice to meet you,” you say smiling softly

Yaku and Kai smile back but before you can say anything

We hear an agitating, grading voice 😒

“Yaku!! Hey Yaku!”

You look over to see a very tall, white haired boy and a boy with a Mohawk approaching

“Yaku, hey I need your help!”

Yaku rolls his eyes as you watch their interaction, “Lev if it’s help with your receives, I’ll pass”

Lev 👉🏻 😱 offended

Meanwhile the boy with the Mohawk is just staring at you 👁️👄👁️

“For goodness sakes Yamamoto, stop staring at the new girl, it’s creepy!”

“Like you yelling that isn’t also creepy,” another boy says as he walks past with his head in a video game

“Hey are you really a new girl?” The tall boy known as Lev asks

You just smile and shake your head

“What in the heck are you all doing-” a tall, handsome dark haired boy approaches and halts as his eyes meet yours

You blush a little, smiling at the boy

Kai and Yaku be like 👀 😐😏

So now you have two guys staring at you as well as utter chaos ensuring around

Way to go Yn 👏 great job 🙄

“Umm hello, I’m Yn. I’m sorry for causing all this commotion. I’m new here and I’m afraid I’m lost,” you say

The tall, rooster haired boy 👉🏻😳

“What classroom are you looking for Yn?” Kai asks

You tell him as Yaku interrupts

“Hey Kuroo’s in that class, he can show you the way right captain?” Yaku says smacking Kuroo’s back

Kuroo👉🏻👁️👄👁️ umm yeah

“Thanks Kuroo, I appreciate it!” You say beaming

Please Yn, he starts blushing so hard 🥹

Yaku and Kai watch as you and Kuroo walk to class

“Heys making a fool of himself,” Kai says

“Isn’t it glorious?” Yaku laughs 😂

From that day forward, it was safe to say our precious captain cat developed a tiny crush on you

Well not really TINY

Man’s fell so hard for you Yn it’s unreal

He loved spending time with you, walking you to class and even eating with you

Subsequently, you became besties with the boys volleyball team

Your proximity to the team came with mixed reviews

Lev was rather annoying per the usual, Kenna acted like he normally did and Yamamoto essentially ceased all functioning when you were around

Honestly what I wouldn’t give to be a flu on that wall 🤣

You developed a closeness to the boys and soon found yourself in the current situation

“YN you should just be our manager,” Yaku blurted out one day at lunch

Kuroo 👉🏻 *literally choking* 👁️👄👁️ whet-

“I mean, she’s always hanging around so she should probably make herself useful,” Yaku shrugged

“Wow what an enticing invitation,” Kenna said 😐🙄

“Well I mean, Kuroo basically drools- HEY!” Yaku screeched as Kuroo jabbed him in the stomach

“I do actually know a little about volleyball! I use to be friends with the manager of the volleyball team at my last school!” You smile

“You mean, we could actually have a girl manager? Yamamoto exclaimed

“It’s up to the captain I think,” Kai said as everyone looked at Kuroo

Kuroo looked over at you as you beamed at him, how could he say no

He’s literally such a simp for you Yn and this was his chance to keep you close 🥰

“Well if you want to Yn-”

Before he can even finish, you fling yourself into his arms for a huge hug

Kuroo 👉🏻😐😳

You 👉🏻🥹 🫂

Yaku and Kai 👉🏻😏

Yamamoto 👉🏻 jealous 😠

Kenna 👉🏻🙄 📱

Please YN do less ✋🏻

As it turns out, you becoming Nekoma’s manager was both a good and a bad decision

Because now Kuroo would have to share you with not only his teammates but with the teams they played against

For example, someone’s always interrupting his nerdy jokes 😒

“Hey YN, why can’t you trust an atom?” Kuroo asks

“I don’t know why?” You say

“YN EMERGENCY HELP!” Lev screams as he runs in, Yaku hot on his tail

“LEV GET OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!” Yaku screams as Fukunaga, Yamamoto and Inuoka follow

“What happened?” You ask as Kuroo narrows his eyes 😑

“Yaku said Lev would never measure up to him and Lev said ‘but Yaku I’m already taller than you’ and Yaku got mad,” Yamamoto said

You 👉🏻😐 really?

“YN stop him from killing me! You need my height!” Lev screeches

“You suck Lev we can do without you,” Kenma says

We love it here 🤦🏻‍♀️

Meanwhile poor Kuroo is just standing there with the punchline to his joke, all deflated 😞

The punchline btw was “because they make up everything” 😩

Often times, Kuroo finds himself just watching you

kind of creepy? Yes but stay with me

“Why don’t you just tell her you like her?” Kai asked

“I don’t know what you’re talking about?” Kuroo says

“Really? We can all see how bad you have it for Yn, you are horrible at hiding it,” Kenma says walking past

Kuroo 👉🏻🥲

“Just confess to her,” Kai says

“I don’t know how and what if she doesn’t like me back?” Kuroo asks

For real?? Have you seen yourself Kuroo 🤔

“The training camp is coming ip next week, that’s the perfect time to confess!” Kai shouts

Kuroo thinks about it as he watches you

What does he really have to lose? I mean you’ve always been sweet to him and kind

Surely you like him too right?

Spoiler alert: you do 😍

Summer camp comes and Kuroo is so nervous

He has it all planned out perfectly

He will tell you how much he likes you and you will reciprocate and you will both live happily ever after 😍

Too bad that doesn’t happen 😃

“YN??? Is that you??” A voice booms from behind Nekoma

Karasuno stands there, their eyes wide as you stare back

“Holy crap! What are you guys doing here?” You yell, running towards them as Kiyoko appears

“YN HOLY CRAP IS THAT YOU?” She screams as you both hug

Nekoma is looking on, so very confused 🤨

“Uhhh YN?” Yaku asks

“These are my old friends! I use to go to Karasuno before I transferred here!” You smile

“YN we’ve missed you! It’s so good to see you!” Daichi says, hugging you

Oof Kuroo is seeing red right now 😡

“YN are you with Nekoma?” Suga asks as you nod

Kuroo stomps up to you, putting his arm around you as Daichi looks on

Kai, Yaku, Suga and Asahi 👉🏻👀🍿

“YN is my manager,” Kuroo says oh so confidently

“Our manager, idiot,” Kenma corrects, walking by 🙄

Daichi and Kuroo are in a staring match right now Kenma don’t interrupt!

“Come on YN let’s go,” Kuroo says, pulling you away

“Oh ok! I’ll see you guys later!” You say waving at your former school friends

As training camp progresses, Kuroo finds himself more agitated 😠

Seriously, on top of his team not letting him have a moment with you, now Karasuno is monopolizing your time!

“YN it’s so awesome to see you again!” Asahi says

“I can’t believe you’re working with these city boys now YN!” Tanaka scowls

Please Yn, smack him ✋🏻 🧑🏼‍🦲

“We all know YN really misses us the most,” Daichi adds, smirking at Kuroo

Kuroo 👉🏻🔥👄🔥

“Daichi knock it off-” you start to say, too bad you are interrupted by a certain someone 👀

“As a matter of fact, my dear Daichi, YN is SO much happier at Nekoma. She’s way to pretty and perfect to be stuck in some country bumpkin town!” Kuroo shouts

Kai, Yaku, Suga, and Asahi 👉🏻😳😲

Kiyoko 👉🏻😏

You 👉🏻😐😳🥹

“Tetsuro you think I’m pretty?” You say

“And perfect Yn don’t forget he said that too,” Yaku adds

Kuroo realizing what he said 👉🏻😐😳😰

“Ummm well yeah I do-” but before he can finish his sentence YN swoops in for a cheek kiss 😘

Kuroo 👉🏻😐🤯 YN I LIKE YOU ALOT WILL YOU GO OUT WITH ME

Kai and Yaku 👉🏻😐🤦🏻‍♂️

Suga and Asahi 👉🏻 😃😃

Kenma 👉🏻 🙄 📱

“I like you too Tetsuro and I’d love to go out with you,” you say as Kuroo practically explodes and grabs you, swinging you around as you laugh

Yaku and Kai are probably whipping tears away 🥲

YN you are one luckily lady!

[ghostofskywalker]

Hi friend! Sorry that your semester has been miserable, I’ve been there and promise you it gets better- one day you’ll be at your commencement ceremony wondering how the heck you made it! 🥹

I had a cute idea for Rex, Wolffe or possibly Echo where they and the reader are in a relationship but not quite officially but they (and everyone else) kind of assume they are a thing. What if reader had a special talent that their clone partner had no idea about. Maybe they are at 79’s and reader can dance really well to the point she gathers a crowd. Or maybe she is an artist and doesn’t like to brag about it, but she invites her squad to opening night of her art gallery exhibition. Something like that! Thought it would be such a cute idea to see the boys gushing over her talents 🙈

Enjoy that wine- I’ll open a bottle in solidarity ✊

thank you!! honestly i'm just counting down the days until graduation next month 😂 this was such a cute idea and i hope you enjoy it!!

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summary: In an attempt to spy on Rex’s date, the 501st crashes an art gallery and falls in love with the pieces.

clone troopers masterlist

A Work of Art

“Are you sure we should be doing this?” Echo asked his brothers as they ducked behind a speeder to avoid being noticed. “I don’t think Rex would be too happy if he knew we were following him.” 

Fives shrugged. “Maybe not, but you know the Captain would never introduce us to his civvie girlfriend if he could help it.” 

“I don’t know if she’s his girlfriend Fives,” Kix cut in as they started to slowly walk down the street, trying to keep their commanding officer from hearing anything while also keeping him in their sights. Thankfully, all of them had the insight to wear their civvie clothes and leave their armor back at the barracks. “He hasn’t said anything about it.” 

“From the dopey smile he wears all the time, I think it’s safe to assume there’s something going on between them,” Jesse said. “And I’m dying to know what she looks like.” 

“How do you even know there’s a girl involved?” Echo said. 

“I overheard him saying something to Cody about his plans for leave,” Fives assured his twin. “I didn’t get the whole conversation, but Rex said he was going to see her tonight.” 

The others nodded and Echo looked like he was going to say something in response, but their attention was pulled away by the fact that Rex had taken a turn and was now walking into a building. The four of them exchanged looks and waited a few moments before joining the crowd of people that were also walking inside. 

The crowd shuffled through long halls and eventually they were standing in a brightly lit room. Fives and Jesse were immediately distracted by the complimentary drinks and snacks that were making their way around the room on server’s trays, while Echo and Kix started to walk around and look at what was hanging on the walls. 

Nearly every wall was lined with art, and every piece was nothing short of breathtaking. They could recognize beautiful landscapes from planets like Felucia, Naboo, and Alderaan, the tall city-scape of the Coruscant skyline, and even portraits of different animals. Some were easily recognizable, like the one of a tooka napping next to a lake, and other were things none of them had ever seen before, like the painting of what looked like a small red lizard-bug that lived among bright plants underwater. 

“Wow,” Echo said. “This place is amazing.” 

At this point Fives and Jesse had returned to the group, and they nodded in agreement. “I can see why the Captain wanted to take his date here.” 

“I’m glad you like them,” a new voice entered the conversation, and all four troopers turned to see you standing there in a simple black dress, a bright smile on your face. “It’s always nice to hear people compliment my art.” 

“YOU did all this?” Fives’ eyes were as wide as saucers, and you stifled a laugh at his expression. 

“I did,” you said. “This is my gallery, and for tonight only, every piece on display is mine.” 

“That’s amazing,” Jesse said, still a little bit in awe. 

The bashful smile on your face proved that you were taking their compliments seriously, and right as you were about to say something in response, a familiar voice entered the conversation. “There you are! I was looking everywher-” 

Rex’s voice trailed off as he realized that four of the troopers under his command were standing in front of him. “Hi Captain! Funny seeing you here,” Fives said, a knowing smile on his face. 

Rex looked like he was desperately trying to hold back a sigh. “What are you all doing here?” he asked tiredly. “Did you follow me?” 

“Maybe.” 

“He means yes,” Echo said. 

“But we didn’t want to bother you, I promise!” Jesse said. “We just wanted to spy on you and your new civvie girlfriend.” 

Rex opened his mouth to respond, but stopped as you began to laugh loudly. “So I’m guessing you’re part of the 501st then?” 

Fives nodded. “How did you-” 

“Wait!” Jesse cut him off. “Are YOU the captain’s girlfriend?” 

“We’re not exactly official yet, but I’d like to think so,” you responded. 

Jesse turned his attention back to Rex, eyebrows raised. “And why haven’t you officially asked her out yet?” 

“I was going to this evening, if you di’kuts hadn’t crashed the event,” Rex retorted playfully. 

You just laughed at the exchange, and Echo knew that he had to step in. Gently herding his brothers away from you and the Rex, he apologized for intruding on the evening and walked over to stare at the painting of the red underwater lizard-bug again. 

For the rest of the night, every time he snuck little glances back at you and Rex, the two of you had lovestruck looks on your faces. And judging from the time that he looked over to see you kissing, he guessed that Rex had actually worked up the courage to make things official. 

- the end -

[spookemsdukems]

KICKS DOWN THE DOOR After a long while of my computer being in the shop I gots it back and what did I do immediately?? DRAW MORE FAN KIDS, I ended up getting so invested in them that I did not make any actual fan kids from MTAS and just fellow pals OCs asdfghjkl BUT HERE WE GO!!! AHEM AHEM From Left to right Boulder (the Onyx x Builder kiddo) @florisam

He's a happy go lucky lil man who hides his eyes cause they spooky a lot of people, just like both Mom's <3 He likes scarabs and beetles and collects bugs and is very good at building little houses for them!! My soft son with sharp teef

Alouette (the Aerie x "Builder" kiddo) @illusidy

She is a chill girl, just likes laying on rocks and watching the clouds go by. She's a bit quirky?? Tilts her head at unnatural angles when no one is looking and just stares... a lot. But she's so cute : D so don't be freaked out when you see her glowing eyes at night.

!!DOUBLE TROUBLE!! Maverick and Calla (the Aka x "Builder") fan kiddos @oxalisworks

The names are place holders cause I dunno how to name kids asdfghjkl but BOY ARE THEY PRETTY!!! Mave is just a suave but terrible at being genuinely normal, he has weird hecking hair like his pops and is more cunning then anything. Calla is a grumpy baby girl who wants to adventure but has 0 sense of direction and gets lost ALL the time. She has a lil whistle to blow so that people can come find her lmao Anemone (Skye x "Builder) fan kiddo!! @neonlightsblog Let it be known she doesn't hate you, she just has RBF and doesn't want to talk to you unless you talk to her first. A picky girl who loves Moms but also gets tired of how weird her eyes are because of them. Tries her HARDEST to be super normal, but let's be honest she probably has some weird traits to. (Def licks rocks and the air sometimes to figure out if its going to rain)

Noelle (the Daeth x "Builder") Fan kiddo! @tyesteban

She hates you actually. Literally do not talk to her unless you are her dad or mom. Sunburns super easy and gets heat stroke even easier. She is rather delicate but also grows to be pretty tall?? She is the western goth we have all been waiting for. She prefers wearing black because it traps the heat in and she likes to be warm like Mom, but doesn't want to be caught laying on a rock or the roof. Carmin (the Valentine x "Builder") Fan kiddo!! @sunstream7 Perhaps the most ENERGETIC of the bunch!!! He loves running around in circles and loves loves?? Ok, he is the kid who meets you and says "Bye I love you have a good day : D" he's got a bit of a lisp cause of the teeth! A charming goober who needs to have eyes and hands on him at all times or else he will be found in a tree or on the roof or- OH mY GOD GET OFF THE STATUE OF PEACH???

LET IT BE KNOWN!!! All these kids?? Eyes glow in the dark. Is it freaky?? Yes. Is it just like mom?? Also yes :>

[itsyagurlchip]

ask: @snipersiniora If so can i please request for a rottmnt family platonic one-shot of little sister reader and her family? Reader is as the same age as Mikey.

Where reader admits she's been secretly dating a yokai or mutant boy for months and she not only admit to it but asks if he can meet her family to see if he's good or not.

If you want to know the boyfriend is a keeper (good guy) but how reader's family react and do in the meeting is up to you.

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✰⋆⁺warnings: goofy shi(!) cussing (idk i didn't look/count) (!) too many references (!) boyfriend is very much like mondo gecko(!)

✰⋆⁺lmao you didn't see that- no one did (💀💀😭🤚🏾) whatever you think you saw, you were hallucinating. yes....um, welp, enjoy! It's a mix of a one shot and head cannons, sorta like Picky Icky but, yk, with a different plot.

imma just leave this here- cuz i feel bad about not being able finish this correctly without it sounding like a brain fart. but the new one is currently in construction!

✰⋆⁺"How did they know? Could've sworn that I was subtle. But there was the snitch, should've known he was trouble" Me and you both SpongeBob. nah, nobody but you. You were always bad at lying afterall

You were slowly crawling into lair- perfectly unsuspecting, the quietest of ninja foot steps, no one would ever-

aaaand, the lights just came on.

dear cookie crumbles.

"and WHAT were YOU doing on the topside AFTER CURFEW YOUNG LADY????" There sat a tall ass foot turtle, which is my brother mind you, is tapping his foot sassily against the ground. He also wore a scowl, damned sharpie, with an eye twitch (which would have been funny, had I not been in this situation).

"EEK! a-i- ummm- welp, uhhh- hi DeeDee!" I cringed after flinching so aggressively, smiling in a forced manner. No wonder it all seemed so perfect, damn it Donnie.

"NUH UH!! you dont get to 'DEeDeE' me! What in PizzaSupreme™ were you doing out so late!???"

"i-"

"You've been missing Mikey's meditation practices for strudle's sake!! Do you wanna know what it's like when he pops into Dr Delicate mode???" Donnie was pacing in rectangles, his two fingers massaging the skin that surrounds his brain.

damn his head is big.

"And you guys are best friends!" I involuntarily flinched mentally and physically. "Imagine how he would feel when he finds out that you've been- WAIT! what have you even been sneaking out for?"

annnnnnnddd there's the question

aw pork dumplings. I sighed deeply before opening my mouth, before closing it. Pursing my lips, i did it again as sound began to stutter out of my mouth.

"Well- ummm" I actually didn't know what to say, which is a bit unnerving, because I always have 'somethin to say' per Splinter. "errrm- e-e-i- d-" I tried- but the dude wouldn't even let me speak!

"You're not sans, and quit opening and closing your mouth, it's making your survival rate lower by the second." Donnie impuded. His eyes narrowed lower at my silence.

Well, what the heck?

"I have a boyfriend....and he's yokai" Donnie quit his pacing, and turned fully towards me like a mobile roblox player in 1st pov. I simply rocked back and forth as i waited for his brain to catch up with what is happening.

Donnie couldn't even believe what his ear holes were registering.

You mean to tell him, his little poor, innocent, younger sister was out MINGLING in this universe's equivalent to the underground!

Was he even good enough? i better not be a bum, or worse, a chad.

What even was he?

Oh chewy macaroons, he hoped that you aren't dating a witch-

non of that magic nonsense! (he's still salty about being incorrect and less-than professional at witch town.)

Do you use the chart that he made for you?

Because if that- eugh -boy is going to, court, you, he has to be the one.

and ooohhh if he breaks your heart...

lets just say that the hidden city's ip addresses will have a simple look through.

"huh..." Donnie blinked. His face went through a plethora of emotions. and then he made a face- oh god-

"WAI-" I tried. But it was no use- Donnie pulled a notebook and pen out and started scribbling some more words only he could decipher.

"How tall is he? What's his species? What would you say his eye shape is? How big is-"

"Hey Donnie?"

"And then he could be a delinquent- Are you even into thugs? You didn't even tell me you were into yokai- better yet anyone!"

"DONNIE!!" I yelled. "How about he comes over and you cant meet him for yourself?" I offered. Despite whoever's efforts, i could still hear their footsteps. I was always considered the most in tune with my 5 senses, right next to Donnie.

('So why do I struggle with my mystics?' i questioned myself, but that's for later.)

"Who's Donnie gonna analyze now?" Leo walked in, grumbling with a grimace. Donnie flinched dramatically. I looked at the clock just to see it was 2:56 in the morning. Which meant i had been out for at least 6 hours. I winced again.

"Why don't you tell him? HUH? Oh DEAR little sister???!?!?" Okay now bro was getting on my damn nerves. I know he couldn't help it, but that doesn't mean he has to chuck me under that big yellow box full of sweaty children. (a bus)

Obviously that woke him up, even more than his insomnia has ever, with a lean against the wall.

"Is this about where they've been going? You do know you've missed at least 5 meditation sessions Mikey-" I held my hand up, stopping him from explaining further.

"Yea- i know, i feel bad about that as well." I started, "I've been going out to meet this boy..and we've been meeting up and dating for the past few weeks. He's a gecko mutant- He super nice and funny, he has this-"

"alright! alright! We dont need all of that gushy shit- plus, i suspected that anyway." Leo cut in. And honestly, Im not surprised.

"Yea.. figured as much" I sighed.

"YOU KNEW???"Donnie harshly whispered. Oh right, we're supposed to be quiet.

"No, i guessed. I mean, what else screams "im in love" better than a dopey smile, and kicks while screaming into a pillow- btw lil sis, you're super loud, keep the simpery down to a 3 mkay?" Leo said, just to end it with a wrist flip and a sassy finger pointing my way.

I rolled my eyes, but my faced betrayed my emotions with a bright blush.

"Whatever- we'll talk about it when everyone else is up." I backtraked. "I'll text him to come over Friday since its Tuesday. And ill tell April to come over too."

"So that's it!?" Donnie exclaimed, "No 'Look at you and ur silly crush' or 'sTinKY LiL sIs iS iN LoVe'?????" His hands were wildly waving around. "The fuck?"

"Im just better than you, besides, you were super duper sappy when you had your first date." I jested.

"Not really- well yes, but its also the fact that its now almost 4 at the ass crack of dawn and i couldn't care less right now."

"Oh- valid/That makes sense" You both said at the same time.

"Lets got to brd before Raph and Mikey wake up." Leo sat up from the wall, turning away. "Both of them being cranky isn't something I'd like to experience at the moment -" He finished, before walking towards his room.

"WELP! night night Dee! i hope you get toilet splashback <3"

"Okay then"

and you both went to your rooms. there. Despite already being awake for the whole night, you could only sleep for 3 hours before you had to get up again...great.

Speaking of, it was that morni

had to redo this bc the first one was absolutely brain fart

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