#and the person in charge is an absolute pushover???

[ralexsol]

i love when i make plans with other people and im super on top of it and everyone agrees to the plan. and then lo and behold nobody else goes with the plan

[romanshomeonwattpad]

Girl in New York

pairings - art donaldson/reader | challengers au! |

“__” = Y/N

masterslist | next chapter

sypnosis - men would call you a siren, and women would call you a bitch. but all he knows is that you’re his.

warnings - future smut

word count - 1.5k

authors note - this fic will be having a part two. its completely out my comfort zone, and i wanted to experiment my skills as a writer to create a character super complex. any hate will be deleted and blocked. reminder that this is purely fiction!

© elliotsblunt 2024. do not repost, modify, or translate.

His pink lips glistened with beads of sweat that resembled diamonds. Unknowingly licking your own—your thighs clenched as his girlfriend pecked his cheek. You didn’t know why, but having the attention of every man in the vicinity made you feel as if you were worth something. The pain on girls’ faces after seeing their man’s arms wrapped around your figure always made you….

…….bite back a smile.

Your current subject was taken. It was perfect. A challenge never bored you—but only encouraged your habits.

Art Donaldson was on every girl’s agenda at the moment. Whenever you went to your local gym, he was playing on the tv screen at every treadmill with hunger in their eyes. These suburban women go crazy for a pretty boy with nice eyes and a fit bod. And the fact that you’ve never seen him smile, is a plus. He wasn’t a pushover.

He was a challenge.

The blonde haired girl got on her tiptoes, wrapping her tiny arms around Art’s shiny neck. You could see his defined muscles slightly bulge beneath his completely soaked t-shirt, making him look absolutely delicious. He offered her a smile, mumbled something, and she nodded before going to the snack bar.

Taking this as your chance, you dug into your purse and pulled out a cherry sucker from a few days ago. Plucking it into your mouth, you hummed at the sweet tart like taste—carrying your long legs that were hugged tightly by a pair of tiny workout shorts towards the tennis player. He had been tying his shoe when you paused before him.

You cocked out your hip, clearing your throat. His eyes slowly trailed up your figure, jaw clenching as they finally met yours. “Cute girlfriend of yours. Looks pretty young, though….” you sigh afterwards, swirling your tongue over the top of the pop. Art’s eyes slightly widened at the sight, gulping. “I’m _ _! What’s your name, pretty boy?”

You already knew it. As soon as he had shown up on your tv screen.

His eyes were bluer in person, if possible. It was as if there were thousands of diamonds carved into his eyes as the sun set on them. Sun-kissed skin had a thin gloss of sweat from his tournament, his broad shoulders quickly going up and down as he breathed heavily. He was considerably taller than you. He had to look down at you.

“Uh…Donaldson. Art…Donaldson.”

Bending over a tad, making sure your large breasts slightly spill out your bra—you smile innocently. Your lips release the suction on the lollipop with a loud pop! “Pleasure! I was wondering if you offer private lessons?”

Shamelessly, his eyes darted over your hardened nipples. His tongue poked out and slid across his puffy bottom lip, “I um, I charge 20 bucks an hour.”

“Deal. But I’m sure we can come up with a way to give me a discount,” you winked, pulling out your phone from your bra. You heard his breathing turn ragged as you handed him it. “Put your number in. I’ll let you know when I can start.”

His teeth sunk into his lower lip, narrowing his eyes at you. “Just meet me here next Tuesday same time. Make sure to bring cash,” he muttered, looking away from you. Your brow rose at his sudden dryness—but realized you probably intimated him with your forwardness. And to make matters worse, his air headed girlfriend had returned with a boba drink in her hand.

“Art, who’s this? A friend?”

“_ _ Smith. And no—we aren’t friends. I’m only a customer, a happy one at that.” Excusing yourself, you made sure to not even glance at her. You sent a brow towards Art, his eyes filled with a storm.

“See you soon, Mr. Donaldson.”

When next Tuesday rolled around—to say you were ecstatic was an understatement. Your black tennis skirt stopped right at the bottom of your ass, a black skin tight jacket hugging your breasts tightly. The side of your heel hit the bottom of your racket as your hair swayed in its ponytail. A smirk grew onto your lips as you spotted Art, waiting for you at the court.

Pulling your glasses down, you noted how his intense eyes burned holes into your body. “Hello, again. Your girlfriend here?”

“Why does that matter?” His tone was cold—a challenge. Every second seemed to get better and better.

He looked scrumptious. There was a hickey poking out from beneath the collar of his white tennis shirt. His girlfriend probably left it there so you wouldn’t try anything—to mark her dominance per se. But the problem with that is, you don’t respect anybody’s property. What’s yours….

……..is yours.

Your brow raises. “I’m getting the impression you don’t like me to much.”

He scoffs, “I know what type of girl you are. Not interested.”

You didn’t realize this was an assessment.

“I’m unaware of what—“

“I have a girlfriend for fucksake, and you’re dressed like—like—“

You innocently round your eyes at him, deciding to play it off as if you’re hurt by his words. But he didn’t actually know the real you—he was just trying to paint a picture for his own benefit. He was scared of what you were capable of. Which meant he was cracking.

“I didn’t come here to be slut shamed,” you shrug, taking a step back. “I’ve been watching your tournaments on tv for a few months now, and thought you were beyond talented. I tried my best not to act too starstruck and got carried away.”

His eyes soften.

Bingo.

“But I’ll leave—“

“Look, I’m sorry. Let’s just forget about this and start over.” He ran a hand through his hair, then leaving it on the back of his neck.

You bit back a smirk.

There were pleading undertones laced in his words, feeling guilty for judging your outfit and questioning your morality. You knew this time to come off less forward, figuring out he liked submissive women instead. Women who go with what he wants, who let him control the situations.

“Understood. Shall we get started?” You offer, in which he chuckles and agrees.

For the duration of two hours, Art accessed your abilities. He complimented you multiple times on how quick you were. Although he was significantly faster when it came to hitting the ball—you knew he didn’t expect you to be at least a little good. After the session, Art when to retrieve the both of you water as you grabbed the cash from your purse.

You should’ve paid him triple just for how good his butt looked in those shorts.

“Thanks,” Art handed you your matte black hydroflask—snatching you from your thoughts. He watched you take a couple swigs from it, a drop of water rolling down between the crack of your breasts.

He licked his lips before chuckling, hoping you didn’t catch him stare. “You hate the color black, huh?”

Looking down at your hydro, you laughed before holding out the cash for him. “It’s my favorite color. Besides, it goes with everything.”

“Hm,” his eyes fall to your hand offering the cash. Instead of taking both 50 dollar bills—he takes one and sends you a smirk.

“You get a half off discount for me being a dick. One time offer.”

You nod and chew on your bottom lip as he swallows thickly. “Perhaps I can at least buy you a smoothie or something. It’s pretty hot,” you offer, adding a suggestive tone to the end of your sentence. Noticing a hard tent forming in his pants, Art steps back, clearing his throat.

“I can’t today. I’ll see you on Thursday—same time.” He mutters, turning around and offering a sheepish smile before walking away. You wondered if he was going to rub one out in his car, or fuck his girlfriend and imagining it was your pussy he was driving into.

The thought made a pool begin to seep through your panties.

The tip of his cock poking out between his fisted palm, leaking with drops of creamy pre-cum. A mouth of pure ecstasy pulling at his features as his mouth hangs open, gripping his center console as he finishes all over the interior of his car.

Or fucking his girl from behind, imagining your bouncy ass rippling with every thrust. His fingers tugging at your strands, reaching the deepest spot inside your dripping pussy. He would think of you—not her. He would….

……cum for you.

Patrick, your cousin, had been visiting from East Boston and staying at your family’s house. He was passionate about tennis, just like you, and pretty much taught you everything you know. That’s why you were so skilled. Learning from Art was simply to get into his pants.

And of course, he wanted to crash your tennis class with Art. Said some bullshit about Art and him meeting at a summer tennis camp—whatever. You were plotting on snatching Art from his perky titted girlfriend—but with Patrick there, it may be a bit hard.

“For fucks sake, I said no!” You shout before lighting a cigarette, painting your big toe a glittery cherry color you bought at the drug-store. You heard your neighbor slam their window shut before Patrick slides open the screen door and comes out to the backyard where you were. After taking a puff, you blow the smoke into his face. “Love you, cuzzo. But you’re cockblocking me here.”

Patrick snatched the cigarette from you, taking a frustrated hit of his own. “Didn’t you say he had a girlfriend?”

“And?”

You receive a glare, causing you to roll your eyes and snatch the cigarette back from him. “Fine. Whatever. You can come.”

He gasps before hugging you, causing you to scoff and push him off you. It would be cool for him to reunite with his old friend, but this was so not the time for that. Patrick got on your nerves but you had love for the dude. It’s always been hard to say no to him. It was despicable.

You took another hit. The rancid stench filled your senses, smoke swirling around your figure. After finishing your last toe—Patrick pulled up a chair and sits on it backwards. “You like this dude or what?”

A laugh couldn’t leave your lips after. Who does he think you are?

You haven’t truly dated a guy since you were seventeen. Ever since your ex, you didn’t grow feelings for another individual. And it had nothing to do with him—you just outgrew relationships. It was fun to have options. Especially when those options, were already taken.

Men with girlfriends are harder to obtain. They had settled already, and it takes a lot for them to trust you. But once there’s a clear understanding you don’t genuinely care for them…and only what’s in between their legs—

That’s when the real fun begins.

“Hell no. He’s hot. That’s it.”

Patrick lights another cigarette, nodding before blowing out the white ropes of smoke. “Ah. I see. You wanna fuck his brains out.”

“Precisely.”

“Back when I met him, he was dating this cute tiny little thing. What was her name? Tracy? Tara? Tam—Tiffany!”

Your smirk twitched, taking another hit of your cigarette. It was almost finished at this point. “Is she blonde?”

He looks over at you, sending a brow. “You know her?”

“I’ve seen her prancing around.”

“He told me she’s controlling and shit. Wonder if that’s still true,” he pops open the cooler and pulls out a beer, tilting his head back and taking a swig. You suddenly perk up at his words as he swallows the fermented alcohol harshly.

“Heard they took therapy classes together.”

You pressed a finger on your chin, giving him a mischievous look. “They’ve been together for a while now…huh?”

“Yeah, pretty much.”

Hm.

It was going to feel all the much better to steal him.

[littlespacereader]

Hello!! Really liked your Layla caregiver fic, can I get one with Jake Lockley please? :)

You absolutely can! Jake always gives overprotective Caregiver vibes to me, I don’t know if anyone else agrees. But I love me an overprotective tough Caregiver who has a soft side for their Little🥰 To my Werewolf By Night fans I hope you enjoy the little cameo in this as well. So with that in mind, here’s this adorable little fic! I hope you enjoy!💞💞 (Also the gif is not Jake Lockley but it DEFINITELY gives Jake Lockley energy)

The Protector of the Playground 🌙

Caregiver! Jake Lockley & Fem Little!Reader (SFW)

Tags - picnic at the park, Littles are known AU, stuffie gets taken by bully, you get the stuffie back!, playground, slides, hand holding.

Nicknames - Princesa (Spanish for princess), pequeño (Spanish for little one), and sweetheart.

Y/N has the luxury of having 3 Caregivers wrapped into one person. Only thing is, she rarely only got to see one of them.

Okay, okay, say what you will but Marc and Steven are a little possessive over their Little one when it comes to Jake. Not that they don’t trust him…yet…but they would rather take control of the body and spend time with Y/N themselves.

But one night while having dinner with Steven, Y/N brought up the idea of having a day with Jake. Steven almost choked on his food.

“Well, um, why not a day out with Marc or me instead sweetheart?” Steven tried to suggest but Y/N shook her head.

“No! I always hang out with you and Marc. Not that I don’t love the both of you but I want to get to know Jake more. He told you he wants to be my Caregiver too so l want to see him as one.”

Steven sighed, knowing Y/N was right. It was unfair to her not to have time shared with Jake.

“I’ll ask him. How about that?” Steve added getting a big smile from Y/N.

He closed his eyes for a moment to focus on the other two talking in his head. After a moment he opened his eyes again.

“How about tomorrow? Jake said he’d love to hang out tomorrow.” Steven said a bit concerned.

“That’s perfect! We’ll go to the park! I heard there’s a new playground there.” Y/N smiled.

“But you’re sure you want to hang out with Jake? Marc or I would be more than happy to take you there.” Steven tried to offer but he only received a stern look from Y/N.

He laughed and put his hands up as if to surrender. “Alright, alright, it will be Jake tomorrow.”

~~~

I woke up to an empty bed this morning. Strange…usually Steven or Marc would sleep in with me on our day off. But that’s when it hit me! Today is my day with Jake!!

Jake was a like a whole new Caregiver to get to know! What would he be like? Would he be a pushover like Steven? Would he be playful like Marc? What would his nickname be? Steven’s is Dada, Marc is Dad, and Jake’s would be….

I could hear someone messing around in the kitchen and knew it must’ve been him. I literally couldn’t wait to spend the day with him.

I didn’t know much about him. Marc and Steven didn’t mention him much and the only time I saw him was when there was a dangerous situation he would swap into the body and take me to safety. But those moments weren’t enough to really get to know him.

But here I was, eager for the opportunity to meet the third personality.

I jumped out of bed and made my way towards the apartment’s small kitchen. It smelled amazing whatever he was cooking. I turned the corner and just stared at him in awe.

It’s funny how three people could be in charge of the same body yet look so different when they were in control.

Jake was no different. He looked tough and stern, almost like a rock. He wore a totally different outfit than Steven and Marc normally would. He wore fancy shoes, fancy pants and a button up shirt complete with a tie. On his head sat a newboy cap, one I didn’t know Steven and Marc even owned.

His icy exterior melted the moment he noticed me in the entrance of the kitchen. He pulled the kitchen towel down from his shoulder, wiped his hands, and made his way over to me.

“Good morning Princesa! How did you sleep?” He asked.

I could see the hesitation in his body as he stopped infront of me, almost afraid he was about to do something wrong.

I closed the distance between us and gave him a hug. “I slept good. It’s finally nice to hang out with you Jake.”

Jake immediately reciprocated the hug, wrapping his arms around me to holding me tightly. “I am honored to have the opportunity to spent the day with you.”

Once we broke apart I held onto his hand, still wanting to show him it’s okay to be close with me. He seemed happy to he holding my hand, smiling down at our two hands and squeezing mine once as a little thank you.

“What are you cooking? It smells amazing!”

Truth be told Marc and Steven weren’t the best cooks. Steven tried to cook but would end up burning whatever it was. He was better at desserts. Marc didn’t know many recipes so he just made a mean sandwich but that was about it. It seems the cooking skills went to Jake.

He lead me over to the stove and showed me what he was cooking. “This is called Pincho De Tortilla. It’s a potato omelette. And for a little breakfast dessert I made mini churros with chocolate.”

My eyes lit up seeing the amazing breakfast. “I can’t wait to try it!”

He then gestured to the picnic basket on the counter. “I’m also filling our basket for the park. That way we can stay later and have a nice lunch together.”

I couldn’t help but smile. Jake seemed just as excited as I was for our day out.

The two of enjoyed the breakfast together. The Pincho De Tortilla was soooooo good! And the churros with the chocolate were the best churros I’ve ever had. All I kept doing was complimenting Jake’s cooking.

Then after an amazing breakfast we started to get ready for the park. I quickly got changed into a nice fall outfit. The weather in London was start to get a little chillier with the leaves starting to change colors.

Once changed into a long sleeve and jeans I ran over to the door and grabbed my shoes. That when I heard Jake clear his throat behind me to get my attention.

I turned around to see him holding my jacket in his hand. “You need your jacket today, it’s windy so it’s a little colder than usual.”

“I’m sure it isn’t that cold. I’ll be fine without it.”

Now normally if this was Steven or Marc they would be telling me how I have to wear it so I don’t catch a cold or that something along those lines.

But Jake just stared me down with that stern look he had earlier. But I’m nothing if not stubborn. So we stayed like that, in a stare off.

Eventually he raised an eye brow to me and held my jacket out for me to take. His look wore me down so I grabbed the coat seeing that there was no way of avoiding it.

“Gracias Princesa.” He winked, going over to grabbed his own coat. He grabbed a long tan coat I’ve never seen Steven or Marc wear.

After he put it on, he grabbed the picnic basket with one hand and took mine in the other. “Ready for the park?” He asked.

“I think I am…wait!” I let go of his hand and ran back to the bedroom. I fished out my hippo Taweret from the blankets. I ran back over to Jake and took his hand again.

He couldn’t help but smile at the sight, “We couldn’t leave without your hippo. What is their name?” He asked as we left the apartment.

“Her name is Taweret like the goddess! Steven got me her from the museum.” I explained, holding her up for Jake to see.

He shook her hand, “It’s an honor to meet you señorita.” I couldn’t help but giggle at the cute interaction.

~~~

We walked across the town to the new park. I held Jake’s hand tightly in my own as we walked down the street.

I couldn’t help but watch Jake as we walked, he was like a statue, stern and stiff. He took in every person who walked by and every car that passed as if something was going to happen at any moment.

But when he turned his gaze to me his features softened. He smiled and held my tightly. It seemed I was the one thing that broke his tough exterior.

Finally we arrived at the new park!! And it looked awesome! Big slides, tons of swings, and a huge play area complete with bridges! It really was as cool as they were saying it was going to be.

There were a couple of Littles like myself playing around on the playset while their Caregivers sat on benches near by.

I couldn’t wait to go already! I kept pulling Jake along! Why was he so slow? He kept laughing saying we will get there soon enough. And soon enough we were! Jake opened the gate and I ran to the playground.

I was halted in my tracks to a sharp whistle. I turned to see Jake was the one to whistle with his mouth, something I didn’t know Steven or Marc could ever do.

I walked back over to Jake as he took a seat on one of the benches near the playground. “I didn’t get a chance to talk to you before you ran off.”

I looked down a bit embarrassed, “Sorry, I got excited.”

Jake smiled, “It is okay pequeño. I just wanted to tell you I will be here if you need anything. I’ll call you in a couple of minutes for lunch. Sound good Princesa?”

I nodded my head and smiled back. Jake pointed to Taweret in my arms, “Are you taking Taweret on your adventures or would you like her to stay with me?”

“She’s going to explore the new playground with me!” After all she was my sidekick!

“Then I shall not hold you back from you adventures any longer. If you need anything I’ll be right here.”

I quickly gave a quickly little hug to Jake before I took off to the playground with Taweret.

I quickly ran up the steps of the main playset and headed for the top slide! Yes, the best way to kickstart this day was to go on the highest slide! I ran across the bridge and climbed the steps to the first level.

There was a second set of steps to the tallest slide but…well…it’s higher than I thought it was going to be. Maybe the first level slide was a good starting point!

So with Taweret in hand, I made my way over to the slide. It’s a green slide with a cover over the top. I sat down with Taweret tightly in my arms and slid down.

The slide was super fun! It twisted the whole way down and had some major speed it it! I’m definitely going to need to try that one again!! And so I did, I ran back up and went back onto the slide for a second and then a third time.

The third time I did there was a line for the slide. The guy in front of me had a stuffie just like me. It looked cool! Like some sort of wolf.

“I like your wolf stuffie.” I managed to say when I worked up the courage to talk to him.

He turned around and smiled, “Thank you! It’s a werewolf!” He told me proudly. “I like your hippo.”

“Thank you! She’s a goddess.” I told him just as proud, holding Taweret up.

“Wow! That’s so cool!” He smiled. “I’m Jack Russel.” He held his hand out to me.

“I’m Y/N, it’s nice to meet you Jack.” I shook his hand.

Then it was Jack’s turn for the slide. He looked at me nervous, “Is this slide scary?”

I shook my head, “Not at all, a little fast but it’s very fun. Trust me.”

Jack nodded and held his werewolf tight to his chest. Then with a deep breath he went down the slide. After I knew it was safe to slide myself I went down and found Jack laughing.

“You’re right! That was fun!” Jack smiled.

Before I got the chance to reply, someone started calling for Jack. He looked over to see his Caregiver calling him over.

“I guess I gotta go. Maybe I’ll see you around here next time! It was nice meeting you Y/N.”

“It was nice meeting you too!”

Jack ran off to his Caregiver and I walked back to the stairs of the playground. I looked over to see Jake still sitting on his bench. He noticed me look over and waved. I smiled and waved back.

Now that I’ve experienced the small slide I think I’ve got the big slide now! So I climbed and climbed to the tallest level of the playground to the tall slide.

Up there was another Little, he seemed a bit older than me. And immediately when I stepped up he seemed to have a problem with me being up there.

“You’re too little for this slide.” He told me.

“No I’m not!” I argued. Who was he to tell me?

“Yes you are! No babies can go on this slide.”

“I can go on this slide, baby or not.” I wasn’t about to have him telling me I couldn’t just because my headspace was younger than his.

“You can’t go on when you have a stupid stuffed animal with you.” And with that he grabbed Taweret from my arms.

Immediately all my confidence left me as he held my stuffed animal in his hand. “Give her back!!” I yelled.

He shook his head, “No I don’t think I will.” He held Taweret above my head as he started to go back down the stairs to the first level of the playset.

I went after him, trying to get Taweret back. “GIVE HER BACK!!” I yelled but he wouldn’t.

He took off to the opposite side of the playset. I ran after him but tripped, falling down hard. He started to get away Taweret in hand.

I started to cry there on the floor. “Papa!!” I yelled out for Jake. I guess subconsciously I already had a nickname for him.

I didn’t see him get up from the bench, but the next thing I knew he was at the other end of the playground. He didn’t even say a word to the other Little, he just stood over him with that stern expression. It looks could kill, this Little would be dead.

He turned white as a ghost as he handed Taweret back over to Jake. Jake continue to glare at him and mutter some choice words in Spanish under his breath, before he made his way over to me.

I stood up and ran over to Jake, grabbing Taweret and hugging him tightly. Tears fell from my eyes as I hid my face against his shoulder.

He held me close and muttered reassurances to me. “You’re okay pequeño. Taweret is safe. You do not have to worry about that mean little mocoso again. He will not bother you again. I’m here, I’ve got you. It’s okay.”

After a moment I broke apart. “I don’t want to play anymore. Can we have lunch?” I asked.

Jake pointed to the big slide, “Weren’t you about to go down the slide before this happened?”

I nodded my head, “I was but I don’t want to anymore, I just wanna have lunch.”

Jake shook his head, “Nonsense! You wanted to go down that slide. Don’t let a bully like him stop you from enjoying it.”

I think Jake could see the conflict still within me so he added, “I’ll go to the bottom and wait for you. I’ll catch you on the way out.” He added with a wink.

I could help but smile, “Okay, I will.” I said proudly. He’s right! I’m not going to let that guy stop me from going down that slide!

Jake smiled back, “I will see you on the way down then.” And with that he left me to go climb to the tippy top.

I climbed and climbed till I was at the very top. I looked down to see Jake waiting for me at the bottom of the slide. So with a deep breath, I take my seat, put Taweret on my lap and push myself off. This slide was long and fast!

Just as I reached the end Jack grabbed hold of me and lifted me into his arms. “There you are my pequeño! You are so brave for going down the big slide! I am so proud of you.”

I giggled and held onto him. “It was fun! Again! Again!”

“Maybe after lunch pequeño, we need to get some food into that tummy of yours.” He said poking my stomach causing me to giggle.

He walked over to the park bench and grabbed the picnic basket before walking toward the greenery and finding a nice spot for us to sit, under the shade of a tree.

I helped him lay out the picnic blanket before we started to dig into our food. Of course Jake made it and of course it tasted amazing. Jake wrapped an arm around me and I leaned against him, just the two of us, enjoying a day out together at the park.

“Thank you for protecting me.” I said after a moment.

“You don’t need to thank me Y/N. It is my honor to be your Caregiver, an honor I do not take lightly. No one and I mean no one will ever harm you while I am around.”

I felt every word so deeply as he told it. He meant it, every word of it. Between him, Steven and Marc I knew it to true.

“You’re an amazing Caregiver Jake. I can’t wait to spend more time with you.” I said causing Jake to really smile. He seemed so honored by the comment.

“We should do this every week! Every Wednesday you and me go to the park together! Would that be okay with Steven and Marc?”

After a slight pause Jake nodded his head. “It’s a plan.” He smiled.

“I’m so happy to have you as my Caregiver Jake.”

“Pequeño, the honor is all mine.” He pulled me tighter to his side.

The two of us just stayed there, sharing our lunch together in an embrace. His arm wrapped around me and my head resting against his shoulder.

The trip to the park was a major success!

[ecargmura]

Pokemon Horizons Episode 56 Review - A Battle With Your Pal Rika

Pokemon Horizons never ceases to amaze me with how the elevate matches. If the matches from last week’s episode were great, this episode’s match is even greater. I was seriously on the edge of my seat the entire episode. It was just that good.

I can see why Rika is such a popular character, especially with the female audience. She just oozes charisma even with her laid back personality. I like her a lot more than I normally do now. I love that Horizons never makes anyone be pushovers in these matches. Rika may be the weakest of the Elite Four, but she was seriously a tough opponent here. I think that the Paldean Elite Four would be more respected by the fandom if they were doing Double Battles like in the anime. Rika was seriously a force to be reckoned with here with the way she makes her Dugtrio use Dig and then her Clodsire uses Sludge Wave just to attack the opponents and not Dugtrio was strategic. I also like that they use projectile moves and whenever Floragato gets close, Clodsire uses Poison Jab. I’m glad that Floragato got to learn Acrobatics in this match. The way the match finally ended with both Liko and Rika terastalizing, but Clodsire overpowers Floragato with Earth Power and secures a win for the Elite Four member. One thing I really liked about her was that she was trying to get Liko to relax by joking around and for her to find an answer on what battling truly meant. Like how Kabu helped Liko take a step forward in her battling journey, Rika helps her take another step forward. 

Liko was paired up with Katy, whom many may consider to be the weakest of the Gym Leaders, but she also was no pushover. I never had much thought for Lokix, but this episode seriously changed my opinion of him. Katy, both in-game and in the anime, had to hold back due to league regulations, but for this match, she went all out and she absolutely did. The way she made him purposely take the Poison Jab so she can activate his ability, Swam, and then got all out with Struggle Bug, Lunge and Bounce was serious animation beauty. I can see why people were lauding this bug. I see it now.

The match was seriously great. Liko even got fired up for the first time ever. Normally, she battles because she had to do so. This is the first time she is seen being very passionate about a battle and even had the desire to win. The person Liko was back in Episode 20 where she forfeited a match after being too mindful about Wakaba and the Liko now is like day and night. I love her growth here. The fact that she cried for the first time showed that she really put her all into the match. It really hurt to see her cry, but it was good development. Her dream is to understand Pokemon’s feelings and she finally understood Floragato’s strength and determination when it came to going all out for battles. Even Roy and Dot were so surprised to see her fired up for her next battle. Her battle piqued Grusha’s interest. Geeta even said that he rarely takes interest in others, so I’m curious to see how their battle will play out since it’s revealed in the new trailer that she’s going to battle him.

The side plot for this episode is seeing Terapagos getting lost once again. This time, Dot has to find it. I am seriously getting a little annoyed with that turtle wandering about as a plot point. However, there were some good things that came out of that debacle. Dot is revealed to be a fan of the Occulture magazine that you can find in-game. She also meets Penny who finally speaks. Penny’s role in the story is basically her role in the post game where she works as an engineer for the Pokemon League. She’s in charge of maintaining the Terastal Course system. However, there’s one person that’s on her mind and it turns out to be Chalce, who is disguised as Agepan (deep fried bread roll—befitting the food aliases that Sidian and Coral use). Her data just appeared one day and it’s bothering her. Hm, it seems that Penny will be the one to expose the Explorers. I like the little detail that Dot cannot recognize Chalce because she was in a rush to stop the machine, that she couldn’t get a good look at her face back in Episode 44. The Scarlet Book also appears with Terapagos interested in the drawing of Stellar Terapagos. Penny did mention that the book was written by Heath and I theorize that Heath may play a part in this story.

I’ll add in some voice actor trivia. Grusha’s voice actor is Chiaki Kobayashi. He appeared as the Scarf Psyduck’s trainer back in Pokemon Journeys Episode 57. Some of his non-Pokemon roles include Mash from Mashle: Muscles and Magic, Langa Hasegawa from SK8: The Infinity and Stark from Frieren: Beyond Journey’s End. Penny is voiced by Ryo Hirohashi, who voices Allister in Twilight Wings and in Masters. Some of her non-Pokemon roles include Tails from the Sonic franchise, Minoru Mineta from My Hero Academia and Luna from Sailor Moon Crystal. I think the voice actor choices are interesting. Penny’s voice suits her well. Grusha, on the other hand, might need some time for me to get used to since it’s a bit deeper than how I imagined it, but it does help people realize that he’s male.

I honestly can’t wait to see the future battles. The trailer got me hyped up because I am anticipating evolutions from Quaxly and Fuecoco. I’m also hyped because it will be 2 vs 2, meaning that the kids will use their second Pokemon in official battles for once! Finally! What are your thoughts on this amazing episode?

[westwingwolf]

All u really did was have empathy for Tim but none for Luce it’s not her responsibility to fix what Tim did She absolutely deserves to stay broken up with him that IS her agency The only way she doesn’t end up looking like a pushover is seeing him earn it Him grovel his way back prove to her he actually does love her cause she had to watch how hard he fought for every other girl EXCEPT HER Literally she was disposable to him and you don’t trust someone after that

Agency is having control and taking action in the situation. Lucy staying broken up with Tim doesn’t give her more control just because she makes him suffer. She needs to take charge. Yes, Tim has to work for it, but Tim fighting to get Lucy back is still giving him more agency in the situation. It’s him deciding when and if he wants to get back together and how much effort he puts into it until she says okay.

So what I argue is for after they talk about everything, Lucy decides if they can get back together and what needs to happen so that she can trust Tim again. Yes, it is still Tim working to regain her trust, but it is on Lucy’s terms. I think that’s why it was key that they had Tim say whatever small doses she’ll allow. To give her agency in what she accepts. I’m saying let her take the lead on getting back together by saying what she needs in this relationship.

They should go to therapy. They should have Lucy talk about how much Tim hurt her by breaking up with her. Make Tim do the work, and then Lucy can decide to forgive him if she wants. That’s why Tim didn’t ask for her forgiveness. Because asking for it puts pressure on her to do it and is another way to take away her agency. That’s why she has to be the one to decide if and when to forgive him and repair the relationship. I’m simply saying it should happen sooner rather than later so we have all the time to really explore all of that. I want to see Lucy take control instead of waiting it out to some nebulous time where she feels ready to take Tim back for whatever reason.

I get the impulse to make Tim suffer. But I think we have to consider who Lucy is. After everything, she still loves Tim. She doesn’t want to hurt him anymore than she wants to hurt herself. She also has a background in psychology. She more than anyone should know not to punish him more for what he was doing in punishing himself. And she is an empathetic person, so how much pain can she really want Tim to experience? How much watching Tim suffer would also make her suffer?

No one wants Lucy to be a pushover, but where is the limit where Tim has supposedly done enough for her to even try? What does he have to say and do? And is that not him taking charge of the situation if he asks to be taken back?

Consider this scenario for how it can work so Lucy has agency: For a few weeks, Tim has been trying to repay Lucy’s kindness like he said he would do. Lucy wonders if this is all an effort to try to win her back so she confronts him. They have the talk about the break up, and Tim says he knows he messed up and doesn’t expect her to take him back. He isn’t doing this to try to win her back. He’s doing it because she deserves to know how much he values her with no expectation of a reward for him for it. Then Lucy decides that she wants them back together. If he broke them up, it’s her decision to get back together. But things will have to change and Tim has to be willing to make those changes if they have any hope of working out.

Lucy in charge of the situation is what I want. And I want the break up over sooner because I want to move on to the next phase of fixing the relationship. But that in no way means I want Lucy to just be suddenly happy with Tim and act like they don’t have problems anymore. That’s what I fear will happen if the break up drags on too long. Spending too much time in the break up phase that by the time it is finally resolved and Lucy forgives Tim, the audience will be so relieved that they don’t want to see them unhappy anymore. So the next time we see them, they are all happy as if the break up cured all the problems that they have. Break ups don’t cure problems. A lengthy break up doesn’t suddenly make everything better just because it takes so long. Fixing the problem cures the problem.

I’m not asking for Lucy to forgive Tim quickly and then go right back to being happy in their relationship. I’m asking for Tim do everything he needs to do to earn Lucy’s trust again while they are actively working on repairing their relationship. So that we see them going through all the mess like an actual couple would if they want to work on their relationship. It’s the same result of Tim working to earn back Lucy’s trust, but instead of “Will they/won’t they get back together?” It is “Will they/won’t they make this work?”

In my opinion, the drama of wondering if they can make the relationship work when they have all these issues that need to be addressed while actively repairing the relationship is a lot more intriguing than the simple drama of “are they going to get back together?” Because I know that answer. The answer is yes Chenford is going to get back together. Because as frustrated as I am with this whole storyline, I know the writers are not stupid enough to break them up permanently if they don’t have to (like an actor is leaving situation). I know it’s just a matter of when they will get back together. So I don’t want to waste time watching them figure out if they will get back together when I know it’s inevitable. I want to see them work on the relationship as they are in it. That is something not a lot of shows do for a break up scenario, and it is something this show has never done before as they usually ignore the issues after the break up is resolved. It will be new and interesting to see, and all I’m asking is a chance to see it and have the time to really explore that storyline.

[callofdudes]

Rant time because I've been thinking about this for way to long.

Look, we've all heard Alejandro saying "Special forces!" Versus Rodolfo saying it. (If you haven't look up Rodolfo saying special forces or something idk.)

Anyway. We all know he sounded much less intimidating than Alejandro. But being who I am let's dive into that because we all know Rodolfo has a very thick shell and can be intimidating if you push him too far. When Alejandro was taken Rodolfo was ready to bite that American experimental blondes throat out. But Rodolfo has also been shown to be somewhat nervous and in the back when conversation takes place. He lets Alejandro speak for the most part and a huge majority of his dialogue is directed to Alejandro. This could be because he is the colonel and a rank above him, or because he is more comfortable when Alejandro takes the lead. (Y'know😏)

But when Alejandro and Rodolfo are shouting (or, attempting too) they are probably in foreign territory or at the very least out of the base. Now Rodolfo isn't exactly anxious but he is shy, which is one reason why he's quieter. But Rodolfo did not become a sergeant major by being a pushover, nor is he one. So what about on base when he's in charge, where he is comfortable and he knows the ropes. He knows exactly what to expect and where anything could hit him from. He'd be more confident yeah?

He would be a little more sympathetic toward recruits than maybe Alejandro but is not afraid to use his voice. (Alejandro can attest to this.) But Rodolfo doesn't raise his voice or snap at someone unless they are treading on his heels constantly. He's patient and will give recruits a few chances to stop messing around before he gives it to them straight. This can lead recruits to thinking Rodolfo is a pushover or at the very least will get Alejandro to do the dirty work which we know is not the case.

It's honestly funny to see recruits try to push Rodolfo around and then get absolutely scared to shit when Rodolfo just snaps back and tells them to get their asses in gear.

"(Rando name), what are you doing on the bench?" Rodolfo asks, approaching with his hands behind his back. The recruit has been pushing Rodolfo lately, testing training a lot more than the average recruit which had Rodolfo's patience waring thin.

"Oh, sergeant, I was just taking a break."

Rodolfo hummed. He approached the bench and looked out at the rest of the recruits running their laps. "And why do you think you get a break when they do not?"

The recruit shrugged. "I was just tired. It's not a big deal."

Rodolfo's eye twitched.

Alejandro looked up from where his nose was buried in paperwork, he could sense a storm brewing. He chuckled and moved over to the window where he could see the grounds.

Rodolfo took a deep breath. "Keep running, or you'll be running through your lunch break."

"Sir-"

"GET BACK ON THE FIELD! NOW!" He snapped, jaws glinting his pearly teeth. The recruit scrambled off the bench when Rodolfo faked to lunge at him and he snuck himself back into the running line.

"Any more recruits who think they can skip out on laps will be personally supervised double the laps throughout lunch! Are we clear!?"

They chanted back, "Yes sir!"

"ARE WE CLEAR!?"

"YES SIR!"

Also, Alejandro has 10,000,000,000% husband instincts. If Rodolfo is mad or upset he will just know. They could be in a meeting trying to strike a deal and it's going particularly rocky. Rodolfo could shift slightly or breath a little more forcefully than normal and Alejandro knows he's about to blow a fuse.

But seriously, I just think Rodolfo needs the right thing to make him snap and he'll put the General Of Defense in his place.

[fandom-whores-world]

Twisted Sleepovers

Part 1 Heartslabyul

My personal headcanons for what a sleepover at each of the different dorms would be like for our amazing MC. The twisted boys know what they want and that is the undivided attention of Reader! MC!

Riddle

I feel like Heartslabyul would have the most organized sleepover with Riddle in charge. He would try super hard to make sure everything goes perfectly, even though the reader doesn’t really care that much.

Riddle is the type of person to make a sleepover at Heartslabyul a grand affair, especially if the Queen of Hearts somehow had rules for sleepovers or something similar to them.

He would absolutely be a buzzkill to Ace and Deuce who would want to cause an insane amount of chaos like they always do

Even though he’s a stickler for the rules if you bat your eyes at him and ask to do something specific like a pillow fight or scary storytelling he won’t be able to say no.

Cater

Cater is the master of sleepovers. He definitely spends the night posting so many photos and videos on magicam

He spends the whole night waiting for you to fall asleep so he and grim can draw on your face w sharpie

Cater definitely try’s to make Riddle calm down when he gets to be too much with all his rules during the sleepover

Would definitely be the one to start the pillow fight

Cater is a proud believer in survival of the prettiest

He would definitely laugh at your offended face after he chucks the first pillow at you

Definitely convinced Ace and Deuce to prank you with him

Trey

Basically the mother hen of the sleepover

Will be confiscating all of Cater’s sharpies before he can attack you with them in your sleep

Also is the pastry dealer

Makes a wide selection of sweets guaranteed to give a person diabetes

Will try and keep his cool while the pillow fight breaks out, but as soon as a pillow hit him all bets are off. He may not be as strong as Riddle, but he didn’t get the title of Vice Dormleader by being a pushover either

Would scare the shit out of Ace and Deuce to make sure they stay in line

Spends the whole night in the kitchen bringing and taking snacks to you guys while also trying to keep his own head safe from the brain cell duos stupidity.

Deuce

Would try to pretend he’s going to be responsible and not chaotic, but would fail miserably

Wouldn’t start the pillow fight, but would definitely finish it.

You get to see his delinquent side a lot during the sleepover though it’s mainly directed towards Ace

Also has a secret stash of pillows with him for the upcoming fight

Not that big of a troublemaker at the sleepover surprisingly

Ace

CHAOS INCARNATE!!!!

This man does not know how to chill the fuck out

Can cause chaos, will cause chaos

Tag teaming w Cater to sharpie your face while you sleep

Definitely has a secret stash of sharpies for when Trey confiscates Caters

Deuce and him will inevitably get into a fight over who knows you better, and it will get violent

Ace will promise Grim a week supply of tuna if he agrees with him

[kfanopinions]

Felix Ideal Type (Astrology Based)

i will be looking into his moon and venus signs to determine this. also there is no birth time confirmed so take this with a grain of salt ^^

Aries Moon

passenger side of the car felix likes to the be leader to be the person in charge "the man" in the relationship. so someone who doesn't mind going along for the ride and not leading will be good for him

like seriously this man wants to be the one in charge. may even try to regain control somehow

yo-yo effect someone who doesn't mind this severe up and down in his personality. one day he might promise them the world the next he could be ripping the world from under their feet

let him fly having a partner that holds him down somehow will be the quickest way for him to fly far away from them. so allowing him to spread his wings will help to keep him around for longer

perception is not on his side if there is something wrong. if his partner is unhappy they need to just say it. he can't read their minds and he won't pick up on clues unless they are smacking him in the face

"set me free" as felix wants to be able to fly and achieve his own dreams and doesn't want to be held back at all, he wants the same for his person. so someone who chases after their own dreams will be a good person for him

dominant in your own right a person who is strong-willed, knows what they want, doesn't let anything stand in there way will absolutely be the kind of person who gains his attention

cat and mouse and mouse and cat with this dominant aries moon, felix like stated wants to be the one in charge, but at the same time having a partner that just rolls over isn't challenging enough for him. he doesn't want a pushover, so while he's playing cat and mouse his partner should also play "mouse and cat" where they are the mouse trying to outsmart the cat

a type of relationship that is a challenge but at the end of the day rewarding for both parties

signs are in fact signs someone with a fire or air sign in their sun/moon will be able to work with his "explosive" aries tendencies so a person who is:

fire: aries, sagittarius, leo air: gemini, libra, aquarius

in their sun/moon will be able to at least deal with these "tantrums" (they are short lived but the wrath behind them is real) if not his partner may want to hide under the bed from fear

mental stimulation a partner that not only challenges him to keep his attention but even with conversation and yes...this includes "arguments"

Libra Venus

"mirror mirror on the wall am i the fairest one of all?" answer: *avoids eye contact* sure...yeah...absolutely...

a pretty person, partner or not will have felix looking. beauty attracts him in all forms

a feminine charm that people have without trying. someone probably (if he's attracted to women) audrey hepburn is the one that pops up into my mind when it comes to feminine charms

ideal types someone who is pretty much perfect, delicate, sweet, with a controllable temper (perfect because of his aries moon lol), intelligent, refined like a good wine. someone with good taste in clothing (probably sexy in a not revealing way. a classy type of sexy where they can probably turn the heads of every man with how sexy, classy, and beautiful they are). also, independent (again just like his aries moon), and highly competitive. also, someone who has a lightness around them.

no joke he may not want his partner to swear either

*idk where this came from but as a libra venus woman i swear a lot but...i do not swear in front of people (just in my head, writings, texts, and of course online ^^). don't ask why it's just a weird thing. idc if people swear it doesn't bother me so it may not bother him either*

so take this with a grain of salt

compliments are far and few between? *i've read lots of guys who say their last compliment from a woman was months to even years ago...that's so sad T.T*

someone who will compliment him and make him feel awesome because he is! look at that face!!

tell me everything someone who is open and honest with him. his libra venus wants to know everything about his partner and what they are thinking. any advice, opinions, ANYTHING matters to him

balance is the key to life someone who is calm cool and collected no matter what the situation. a person with a level head

contradictions this contradicts his aries moon which talks about short-lived relationships so i do wonder what the aspects are for this but...

libra venus' can have a tendency to want to be in a relationship BADLY because they feel "complete" in one, but they are picky and looking for that perfect person. felix is probably going to look for someone who he sees as someone he can spend a long time with (again take this part with a grain of salt)

nonconfrontational he isn't looking to fight with his partner (again a contradiction to his aries moon). so someone who isn't hot-headed. a person that is..."balanced"

*i really wish we had more information because i have the same signs and planets as felix does for moon and venus, but i can assure that without the house and aspects it's hard to even begin to pinpoint which things are more accurate or not. i would also love to see the aspects *though i'm not as well versed in them because there is some contradictory stuff here lmao*

[plumsaffron]

rewatching chameleon made me realize that Marinette was being a bit too extra with her coping and seething. someone changes her seat to sit next to her crush. seething. she could literally sit next to lila if she want to convince her to stop lying. she fucking refuses because "she's a liar!!! I don't befriend them!!!" despite being one of them hersELF. lila is doing absolutely nothing to marinette. "guyz she's a manipulative bitch guys did you know she lied about being ladybug's best friend. guys you have to believe me she is evil". what did lila do to you? use the names of famous personalities YOU know personally. use that so that she can get closer to your crush. and that shit completely backfired.

did you know. you are a liar. alya is a liar. even adrien had lied. literally everyone at some point has.

and I noticed something at the end of the episode. ladybug had locked Lila in a shell and told her "we should be friends, not enemies". This could possibly be how Marinette had felt when she said that to her. Lila probably wanted her to not be a problem or something, but Mari was literally silenced, and muffled, like the shell. this shit is ride or die. Marinette was legitimately asking for the War to happen, thinking it would be a revolution

this is why lilanette canon. both hate each other so much. both see the other as a rival in a personal way. also lukadrien canon because both of them them were pushover rebounds

also thomas wants us to hate lila as much as possible, so he puts us at marinette's position in later episodes, making lila do evil shit such as framing, theft, harrassment, to the point it kinda actually warped the tone of the series. which also means lilanette canon. i rest my case

dang. You hit Adrien and Luka with the pushover rebounds. AHAHAHAHAHA.

But yeah Marinette is really bizarre.

You expect her to be above minuscule common things due to her saving Paris from Hawkmoth or think like hey maybe I shouldn't cause something Hawkmoth can feed off. Once she feels inferior to a person that has a liking to her lust, she's out to do whatever it takes by any means to end what she views as an interloper (oh how this makes season 5 age well in this case).

Volpina pretty much explains I fear Lila is better than me in every way and will take Adrien. Heck she even goes out her way to find a flaw of Volpina. It's in her face that she just wanted to see a fault (just like earlier to be HAH). And then you're later like I was wrong please accept my apology after being all that. Bruh she couldn't even handle Volpina taking charge, all I MUST LEAD YOU ALL. I don't get why some find it hard to understand why Lila should not be forgiving to Ladybug. Now on with Lila in heroes day Catalyst of S2 video chat, you already have Marinette going out her way to try to expose Lila. Oh and it's the second video chat to the class (the first was never shown but still...). Again Marinette's thirst of being a Lila Flaw finder.

Then in season 2-3 is I fell below Kagami need to find something wrong with her or she'll ruin my dream with Adrien. 3 also is just I must stop Lila despite Adrien Alya and Tikki's words because I don't believe in Adrien and my friends or I think everything Lila says is false. Adrien likes you more bruh. But to Her it's her duty to expose Lila, I can't leave Rossi alone. I think you're a joke Lila but I'm still gonna snoop upon you. Heck Nino told her snooping ain't cool in Chameleon. And nearing the end of Chameleon lecture Ladybug gave to Lila made my chuckle.

"You don't have to lie and pretend to be something you're not. People will like you for just being yourself."

Like What? Does Ladybug even remember herself or listen to herself? I guess I can only say you must be a super hero to ignore my speech to you but still. Marinette still just doesn't know she should stop talking about her lying. She knows darn well Lila doesn't like being labeled or referred as such from earlier and as Marinette lives a double life should be extra award but yet she'll proceed labeling her or being a nuisance.

*Breaks to S4 briefly*

Anytime Lila could just do the same to Marinette. Oh Marinette you're such a klutz LOL. Marinette please stop slipping and falling. Marinette why are you staggering and fumbling around Adrien. Heh she could have called out Marinette in Guilt Trip as she can see that Marinette is mad distracted fawning for Adrien. Oh Marinette why are you lying. Shame on you (Marinette explodes in anger ahahahaha).

*Back to S3 and to S4*.

Then she's like I give up cause Kagami actually did nothing wrong. Oh and I realized I was the issue and was so wrong. And it's best for Adrien. I'm gonna be with Luka now. Kagami can be with Adrien and should be together even if they broke up. She can't handle seeing Lila winning or being in control. She loathes it (oof puts a smile on my face after season 3 still).

Doesn't Marinette have better things todo that obsess over Lila? Gets angry or offended at retaliation. Retaliation = you are on the same field as Hawkmoth.

Marinette and a lot of the miraculous fandom hold hands hating Lila but mostly that only stems really from a generic common trait they almost to all share that Lila does. They probably upset because they put a fanfiction of why they expected Volpina to be like of probably a goodie two shoes to bond between Ladybug and Chat Noir but things weren't as they framed at first sight when released.

I'll end this with the funny

Reminder that there's like 2 weeks left of school and she won't have to see those 2 scrubs again for awhile (unless they decide to visit her home nearby or park to troll). And next episode, Marinette (with Sabrina) finally takes her down in a horrible plan set up fashion (It's all kinds of wrong. It really is and a lot are weirdly happy over it like over a million). What makes it worse is that speech she gave to Hoaxer for the previous episode. Also reinforcing she learned nothing of previouses and thus put Sabrina in possible danger. Ladybug/Marinette can't see anything. She doesn't get it.

She basically just asking for her life to be Cataclysmed.

Flairmidable swiping the miraculousesto do an exchange with Gabriel pales in comparision to Marinette/Ladybug's boundless disgust at Lila's existence.

I wonder if she'll surpass Lila Rossi and Gabriel Agreste. Maybe she did lol.

It's so romantic ahahha.

All because

is too hard for Marinette.

[goldenlaquer]

I want to ask an in depth summary of all the arcs with your characters but it might take a little while 😭 so how about more details for those (if it's not too much):

Teito: Shinsengumi Crisis, Rokkaku and Baragaki

Yan: Four Devas

Seiji: Love Choriss (pls tell me he never got his harem), Kintama, Courtesan of a Nation and Genderbend arc (girl Seiji 😳)

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ASKING AND I AM SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT 😭❤️❤️❤️

Teito:

Shinsengumi Crisis Arc: This is the arc where the tone shifts for Teito. Up until this point, Teito is shown as a mild personality. He's not particularly special in anything other than his face and peach jokes. Ito does not attempt to recruit Teito into his faction. He thinks Teito's soft and a pushover, and worse yet, it seems like his sword is ornamental because Teito does not take on active combat duty within the Shinsengumi, which is even more egregious for a captain— Ito has already decided that there will be no room for weakness within the new Shinsengumi. Teito is separated from Kondo and Sougo, ambushed by several members of the Ito faction sent to kill him. Teito asks (politely too, who does that?) them to surrender, and that's hilarious to the assassins because who's asking who to surrender? It's 1 to 6, Teito is outnumbered. After a second confirmation that they really won’t back down, Teito gets into position, gives them his sincerest regrets to their utter amusement, and moves. You won’t see the actual fight or the aftermath, only him successfully rejoining the group later on, alone and covered in blood (Hijikata chews the HELL out of him, did you fight, teito?! commit seppuku! no stop, why are you committing seppuku!?!). Other scenes include him helping form the human rope to save Ito from falling, and then part of the circle of Shinsengumi members around Ito's last fight, in solidarity. And during Pusuke's (and Yamazaki's) funeral, Teito looking incredibly sad and offering forth a plate of peaches, rubbed smooth and looking absolutely mushy, except for one peach that is left fuzzy, to be rubbed in the afterlife— for Pusuke that is, not Yamazaki. (yamazaki in the background going, no one wants your rotten peaches, but why are you giving it to the dog instead of me?!?? Dogs can't even rub peaches!!!!— and then teito pausing and sliding one of the mushy peaches off of pusuke's plate to put in front of yamazaki's portrait— oi!!!! you clearly gave me that peach as a second thought! at least give me the fuzzy one!)

Rokkaku Arc: (he's the only one who would enjoy the tabasco topped cakes) A small role, he shows up at the end with the Shinsengumi— not exactly there for combat support, but as the head of Communications and Media Relations, who is also in charge of keeping official records. There's the inaccurate Rokkaku record in his hand. Even Sougo has to take a good pause at Teito's very gentle smile. Only reason why Sougo's not outright slacking off with all those loads of paperwork at the end of arc is because dealing with Teito about it is too annoying (and delightfully scary! according to Kamiyama).

Baragaki Arc: Teito's backstory unravels a little here. Tetsunosuke arrives. He's the belligerent nepo baby we all know and hated. Is disrespectful to all his senpais, especially to Teito of all people. Spits on Teito's shoes and calls him an ugly pushover. In another scene, there's a rap battle. Hijikata and the rest of the Shinsengumi watches as Tetsunosuke and his cronies start off with a diss, and Teito finally gets serious, picks up a mic, wears a baseball cap on backwards, becomes T-Peach and returns fire with a diss of his own (but instead of it being an insult, it's filled with praise). Tetsunosuke is sweating, but he won't be beat! They go back and forth in the battle of hate vs love, until Tetsunosuke snaps and bursts out with a "Don't mess with me! You were dumped here by my brother too, weren't you? You're a failure like me!"

Teito is present during the encounter with Isaburo (Hijikata took Teito along for the ride in attempt to smooth things over between him and Tetsunosuke). At the end of the interaction, Isaburo, turning to Teito, says this: 'Teito-kun. Rolling in the mud with the pigs when you could've been rolling with the elite. I told you that you'd regret not taking my hand to pull yourself up, didn't I? Look at how they chained you, how useless your sword is now. As lowly as you are, I wouldn't take you back even if you crawled and begged and tried to bribe me with a limited edition Super LOVE Musume Evening CD.'

And Teito smiles, saying this : 'Isaburo-san, it's as you've said before, I am so far beneath you that I would've dirtied your hand if I touched it. As it is, I prefer rolling in the mud instead of rolling with the elites. A pig can do that with dignity. By the way, I prefer Tan-Maid'

Isaburo narrowing his eyes. 'Oh dear. How you've changed.'

'And you, Isaburo-san.'

Tetsunosuke goes from B-boy to C-boy, and bows until the back of his head is showing to Teito-senpai, apologizing for his rudeness at the beginning of the arc— to which Teito accepts good-naturedly. Tetsunosuke mentions that he feels like they have a lot of things in common, especially with them both being scorned by his brother Isaburo. Teito smiling and saying that he feels that even though Isaburo-san had said all those hurtful things, he still must care for Tetsunosuke, uhm, in his own way. And Tetsunosuke shaking his head, thanking Teito for being kind and trying to spare his feelings, but his older brother really doesn't care for him at all, that's why Tetsunosuke was sent to the Shinsengumi. Teito looks thoughtful as Tetsunosuke runs off the find the vice-commander.

(With Tetsunosuke trying to make himself useful and bombarding Hijikata 24/7, Hijikata swears it's like dealing with rookie Teito 2.0 all over again, because it kinda is— Teito's the one who happily gave Tetsunosuke advice and a list of all of Hijikata's likes and dislikes.)

In the Shinsengumi's clash with the Mimawarigumi, Teito is with Yamazaki, Kondo, and Sougo, while Hijikata is dealing with Isaburo. It’s Teito who ends up catching the end of the Tetsunosuke’s rope (sorry yamazaki 😔💔 but I wanted to connect scenes here).

Effectively blocks off any escaping stragglers from Check It Out gang by obsessively rubbing peaches (And one. And two. And three— there’s a real creep just rubbing off all the fuzz on the peaches! What the hell is wrong with these people!?)

Teito disguised as a Mimawarigumi member as he raises his sword to the back of Isaburo’s unprotected head. Isaburo’s huffing out in annoyance and undeniable humor. ‘I thought you couldn’t use your sword anymore.’

and Teito quietly saying back, ‘My sword was never the problem, and the Shinsengumi nor Tetsunosuke were never really the problem either— but you knew that all this time didn’t you, Isaburo-san?’

… Don’t know what you mean, Teito-kun. Every single last one of you are damn thorns in my side.

Yan:

Four Devas arc: A very small background character role, I'm sorry to say 😔 this is in the aftermath episode with Kujaku Hime Kada. There's the scene where Kamui and Abuto are comparing the deranged princess to consoles and Yan puts his own two cents in with a 'playdia.' and then Abuto's like 'no, no, more like a genesis'. And he's there as backup for Kamui's escaped execution—breaking through a closed off entrance with Abuto and the rest of the 7th division in tow. In the middle of the chaos, he accidentally crushes Ma*ko's foot, and she's shrieking her head off, calling him all sorts of names like "you fat brute" which totally hurts his feelings and keeps him awake at night, he's always been sensitive about his weight

Seiji:

Love Choriss arc:

Kintama arc:

Courtesean of a Nation arc:

Genderbend arc:

lemme reblog Seiji's stuff filled out later 😭 he can wait 😔

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Fish Out of Water

So, the thing about the Boopkins species is, they’re fish. Even though they have legs and lungs and can stay on land for a good long while they’re still fish. They need to go in the water at least sometimes or they’ll dry out. And let’s be real, The Goomba is way too self-absorbed(despite what he may think) to notice that his “helpful buddy Fishy” is slowly dying of dehydration.

And this wouldn’t be such a problem, Boopkins probably could have told him, except The Goomba has a habit of grumbling under his breath about things he doesn’t like, and Boopkins Listens so he won’t do those things(because let’s be real, he’s a people pleaser and kind of a pushover, and those mixed with this particular brand of mind control are a match made in hell), and one of the things he doesn’t like is people who complain a lot which is a bit ironic all things considered but if Boopkins mentioned that it’d probably be complaining, so when his scales start itching and he remembers what that means he doesn’t say anything.

……..

Working with The Goomba is…well, it’s Right, it has to be Right, even though Boopkins is tired and itchy and it’s a little awkward being called by his first name when he’s gotten so used to being Boopkins but that’s not really the biggest deal, Dad still calls him Fishy too he has a hard time remembering the last time he saw Dad, so Boopkins doesn’t say anything. Even when they’re asking other people to come help including kids why are we taking kids, and getting money for their projects he’s pretty sure it’s still robbery even if the bank tellers are "willing" participants, and borrowing the studio for The Goomba’s broadcast and every cell in his body is screaming at him to jump in the ocean he doesn’t say anything.

He’s so tired.

……..

You’d think that with just about everyone listening to The Goomba now there would be less for Fishy to do. You’d be wrong, because he’s The Goomba’s Right Hand(and Left Hand. No arms, you know?) so now that he’s in charge of everything they both have so much more to deal with and so many more complaints to grumble and adapt to, especially with the hunt for Mario and his friends going longer than it should. And Fishy keeps slipping up because he’s always so tired and having trouble thinking through the headache and the rules and the itch and The Goomba’s urging him to get more rest but rest won’t help I NEED WATER I’M A FISH IT’S IN MY NAME IT’S IN THE NAME YOU INSIST ON USING YOU STUPID FUCKING MUSHROOM and the only small relief he gets is the sword armed man who he feels like he should remember and who keeps “accidentally” spilling drinks on him(because even brainwashed Bob is a bit of a rebel, and bound and determined to look after his best friend in what little way he can) and he’s

Just.

So.

Tired.

………

Fishy can’t think.

Fishy doesn’t know how he’s standing.

Fishy can barely hear.

Except Goomba. Fishy can always hear Goomba.

Goomba’s talking to new people, the ones on the Wanted Signs he can almost remember putting up. He’s angry.

And then Fishy’s somewhere else, trying to catch more monkeys than a block man. Fishy doesn’t know why.

And then Fishy’s in a staring contest with an angry robe sword girl. Fishy thinks she looks like the drink spilling guy.

And then there’s…singing? There’s bright lights and loud sounds all over and it hurts.

A green girl with a big sword and a purple man with a beard and three floating glowing people that Fishy doesn’t think were there before do Something to Goomba and the world

shifts

and Boopkins is falling, but somebody catches him, and he knows he’s safe now because there’s only One Person who could hold someone so gently with cold razor-sharp steel.

“Boopkins, you with me bro?”

And he wants to say yes so badly, doesn’t want Bob to worry more than absolutely necessary(and it’d be hard for anyone to tell with That Voice but he’s already absolutely frantic), but he’s still sorting between what’s real and what’s the dehydration headache and what’s The Goomba, and he remembers something important.

“was s’posed t’ pick up Jubjub…”

Bob chokes out something between a laugh, a sob and a scoff, which just sounds weird coming from him if you’re not used to it, “already handled it. C’mon, let’s get you fixed up before the dead fish smell sets off Karen’s instincts.”

And less than a minute later he’s in one of Steve’s cauldrons, and it’s cramped and Minecraft water’s always had a weird texture and he doesn’t care because in his state a swamp would feel like a hot spring and this is definitely better than a swamp. For the first time in weeks he can think and he’s wet and he’s happy and he’s Boopkins.

And he’s still tired

And that’s finally okay.

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19., 32., and 34. for the OTP aks. <3

19. How do they deal with being away from each other for a long time?

This is a hard one because throughout the game story / my fic Siavash and Woljif are pretty much joined at the hip. Naturally Woljif isn’t the first to volunteer for missions, but he is protective of Siavash, who tends to charge in without much of a plan, and so he’s willing to tag along and be the voice of reason, surprisingly.

The only time they’re separated for long is after Woljif hightails it during the gargoyle attack. They weren’t lovers yet at that point, but they’d already become good friends. Woljif would hang around in the command tent after hours to trade stories, gossip and joke around, and when he went missing Siavash found he was way more upset than was strictly reasonable. Woljif was the only person he felt he could really talk to, and then he had to plan and execute the attack on Drezen all by his lonely self, and he worried himself sick about what might have happened to him. It was a hard time. Everyone noticed the little dark cloud over his usually cheerful head. After the Lost Chapel he sent scouts but nothing turned up, and he was running out of hope when Arue came back to report she’d found a cultist cell led by a tiefling with a scary-looking shadow…

During that time Woljif was in survival mode. I didn’t write about it, but I imagine he was really feeling his loss while out in the Worldwound with the Pilgrims. He was painfully aware he had something good going in more than one way with Siavash and the Fifth Crusade, and there were some sleepless nights over it.

Once Woljif is back in the fold in Drezen, they keep finding excuses to hang out together. Total partners in crime. In the long run, now that Woljif isn’t alone anymore, he’s making up for lost time and they rarely go their separate ways.

32. How do they resolve their arguments?

Laid-back hippie Siavash tends to either shrug things off, or turn up the bardic magnetism. His saying is, “I don’t manipulate people, I just get them to reconsider what’s in their best interest.” (An echo of Woljif’s “I don’t steal…” line.) Woljif is duly leery of being bullshat, but on the other hand he’s a pushover for that smile.

One of their big disagreements was when Azata Siavash allowed Ember to come along to the Abyss just because she wanted to. Woljif let him know that wasn’t ok, but he did it anyway, and in the end it all worked out. Call it Desna’s luck. Siavash’s attitude to Woljif’s shenanigans is the same, like when he pickpockets the guests at Elan’s wedding and manages to piss off Seelah. He lets him go his own way, and trusts him absolutely, so neither of them stays mad.

34. Do they give each other nicknames?

The obvious 😊 - chief and dreamboat. So adorable. On the other hand, Siavash doesn’t have a pet name for Woljif, who is prickly about being talked down to. He gets away with a teasing Your Highness or my prince now and then.

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FUCK FREUD CLUB SHENANIGANS because I didn't think people would enjoy my little idea so much and I have more to share!

• Harley who may have been drinking a bit: "I gotta admit Brucie babe, I, like many of our classmates, had a little crush on you!"

Jonathan who was getting more comfortable without wearing his Scarecrow hood, also who has been drinking too: "Confession, I also had a crush on you Wayne."

Bruce, now blushing and wondering if he made the Sangria too strong for this week's club meeting: "Well I'm flattered. If we're being honest here, I did have a crush on you Crane after you went off on Professor Kingsley when he said Freud was a genius."

Jonathan, now also slightly blushing: "Stop Mister Wayne or the media will somehow get wind of that and it'll be the new scandal."

Harley: "Speaking of scandal! Have you guys heard about the latest fight Pengy and Riddler had? I heard they legit got into a fight in front of the Bat!"

Sometimes their club meetings turns into gossip sharing.

• Harley bursting into Bruce's Study with Jonathan right behind her: "You're being played by George Clooney!?"

Jonathan: "You agreed to be the secret identity of Batman!?"

Bruce who was plotting Jason's second funeral and Tim's first: "My son's forged my signature on those papers. Then the other's heard about it and got so excited and I couldn't back out! Especially after Cass made me a card! She made me a card!"

Harley: "Pushover."

Jonathan: "People pleaser."

Bruce with his head in his hands: "Arnold Schwarzenegger is Mr. Freeze....Uma Thurman is Poison Ivy....Should I be worried that they'll attack me more after the movie?"

Harley now super excited: "They're in the movie!?"

• Jonathan standing next to a white board as he hosts this week's club meeting: "Today's club meeting will start off with our absolute favorite thing we hate about Freud. After that Harley has designed a Family Feud style game where Bruce, you and I will go against each other and guess Freud's stupidest idea's and studies based off Harley's questions. Winner takes home the homemade Fuck Freud Trophy which is a golden hand giving off the middle finger."

Bruce and Harley lifting up their hands in unison and solemnly flipping off a picture of Freud: "Fuck Freud."

• Bruce being held "hostage" by Two-Face before looking at the clock: "Oh shit. Harv? Can we like, reschedule this? I have a club meeting and I'm in charge of snacks this week."

Two-Face: "You...want to reschedule a hostage situation? For a club?"

Bruce, completely serious: "Yes."

• Harley got them Letterman jackets for the club, of course personalized. Jon even got them mugs for the club. Bruce caved and got them pens and pins made for the club.

His kids do not understand why he goes along with the club but they have also never seen their dad so normal and happy.

Clark gets jealous.

• Bruce walking in late to a club meeting with Starbucks for everybody: "You would not believe the nightmare I had last night."

Jonathan already pulling out a clipboard and pen: "Tell us all about it."

Harley coughing to hide her chuckles: "Yes tell the dream psychologist that has a nightmare kink all about your scary dream."

Jonathan who is blushing now, is it in anger? Is it in embarrassment? Who knows: "One class! One dream psychology class! And I do not have a fear kink!"

Bruce finally taking his seat: "Denial. Interesting. Now let's acknowledge the fact that Harley said you had a nightmare kink not fear kink. Do you want to discuss that further Mr. Crane?"

Jonathan throwing a pen at Bruce: "We were talking about you not me Rich Boy!"

Bruce and Harley cackling.

• Jonathan and Harley are still villains but they kind of start to edge into the anti-hero stage of things. Nobody knows why expect Bruce and he's so proud.

• They actually call each other on their bad days. Harley yelled at Bruce about being more open with his kids and he actually really took it to heart. Jon got collectively yelled at about his self esteem issues and taking better care of himself because no Jon, a human can't just survive off corn and sweet tea. Harley had a tough love session when Bruce and Jon had to tell her just how bad Joker was to her and yeah she realized that but she shouldn't be afraid to get into a relationship with someone just because of that past toxic relationship.

• Bruce's kids actually start to get comfortable with Harley and Jonathan being around the house from time to time. It's still weird to them but they see first hand the changes that all three are going through.

• Bruce babysits Lou and Bud for Harley whenever she needs him too or if she gets in trouble and is sent to Arkham. Damian loves helping out with them.

• Batman may or may not have taken the long way to the university when he heard Scarecrow took over the Psych 101 class because the teacher was obviously incompetent Bats. He was teaching young impressionable minds!

• Bruce admits to them that he hates the whole 'Playboy Billionaire' role he used to play and can't seem to escape from. Especially because he's a dad now, it's not like he can really afford to be a playboy.

• Harley insists on teaching Bruce how to fight because she can't believe how often he gets himself into bad situations.

Jonathan agrees about this and even gives Bruce some of his Fear Toxin in case he ever has to use it in defense to get away from anyone. He even put it in a pepper spray-like bottle so it would go unnoticed.

I have so much more headcanons but here are a few XD

Enjoy

[illusionsofdreaming]

hc/imagina about dad! cale. I really don't see him having a son, I feel like he thinks he has enough with Raon, hong and on (etc, he has a lot of children). But maybe, in the back of his mind, his chest gets hot at the thought of having a child with s/o but I don't think he will say anything until s/o make the question.( i don't know much english but i enjoyed reading your writing, makes me happy💖💖)

Notes: Everyone feeling real soft lately ❤️here's an interesting fact: I've actually worked on this "How many kids would they want" headcanons back when I first started writing for TCF - I never got to posting it because then I got flooded with other requests, so all personal works just got set aside. I'm pleased to receive this ask that reminded me of this old WIP. Dusted it off, edited it here and there - I hope you'll like the final product nonny!

Fem s/o because it mentions pregnancy!

Ft: Cale, Choi Han, Alberu

Cale Henituse

He’s already got 15+ kids to take care of

He doesn’t hate the idea, but at the same time he never really planned on having kids either

But if you want kids, let’s sit down and talk about it

Truthfully, he’s already happy with what he has but if you come to him with news of pregnancy he’s not going to be mad or anything - it’ll take some time for him to process but he’ll roll with it

One child, that’s it. Because it’s actually 1 + 15 adopted others.

You know he’s going to be a good dad. No biases too.

He’s the tired dad. Always tired for no reason. The little ones are constantly threatening his slacker time but you know deep down he doesn’t mind one bit, no matter how much he whines about it to you afterwards

Choi Han

Yes, the idea of starting a family with you makes him so soft inside

Surprise him with news of pregnancy and he’ll pick you up and swing you around

He’ll take as many children as you’re willing to have

He came from a big family and was pretty close with them before he transmigrated so the thought of having his own family makes him so happy

The kids will have a blast learning swordarts with him - obviously only the defensive moves and only wooden swords allowed but seeing his kids practicing his family’s sword style makes him very nostalgic and proud

Absolutely weak against his daughters. They would get him wrapped around their pinkies with just one sad little glance. Done. He’s finished.

You’ll be in charge of being strict because he’s a literal pushover when it comes to the little ones

Alberu Crossman

Let’s be responsible adults and talk and plan for it

Especially since responsibilities in raising royal kids is nothing to scoff at.

Everything has to settle - his and your authority and positions secured, the kingdom stable before he even starts entertaining ideas of raising kids

Because you both would understand most than others that your kids will not live a normal life

But also let’s talk because succession and the complications that might arise from having more than one kid

He’s had enough of succession battles and he’d not want his kids to experience that as well

Because of that, he’d prefer having one child but you can convince him that one would be too lonely and having siblings is not the worst thing that can happen (you can use Cale as an example and he’d roll his eyes and tell you that’s your worst argument yet - but inside, you know you’ve convinced him already)

He’s new and awkward to this parenting thing but he’ll quickly warm up to the role

In the years to come, the strong bond of the Crossman royal family will be known far and wide

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How do you think the main Kotlc kids would handle children? Not their children- I should clarify- I mean like if they were babysitting or something. Also I hope you’re doing well! College is hard, I hope you get some downtime soon if you can.

aaah okay :D

Sophie: Harried momma vibes. She will tuck a squirmy child under her arm and walk away. She would carry three children at once, with two under one arm. It's not even intentional she just is a no-nonsense, "do no harm take no crap" kinda pseudo parent. She treats kids like they're her equals, except she knows that she's in charge. The thing is, she's also super, super, super smart on her feet. She's not afraid to take control of a situation, as soon as little people are depending on her she's there. Like. Yeah. Mom vibes. Her chaos is tamed and she's actually responsible.

Keefe: They're. Just. So. Little. This boy has no control over the way his heart just melts around little people. He spends way too much time with the kid, and entertains way too many ideas. He's a complete pushover when he babysits, but he's also super fun. What's a bedtime? Keefe doesn't know. Neither do his charges. But they love him. He's smart, and funny, and he makes them laugh so much and his eyes just light up and their eyes light up back and he is so happy? Like, this kid is so rarely happy? But when he's around kids, there's just a joy that bubbles out of him. It's contagious.

Fitz: Stern dad. Will take absolutely no crap. Only dad jokes. Only groans. He knows exactly what a bedtime is, and he's going to make sure that everything is done exactly the way their parents wanted. Fitz doesn't like disappointing people. Like, really. He's really, really, really not up for that. On a personal vendetta-style level. So he does everything right, makes sure the kids brush their teeth and are read their stories, and then cleans up after the messes that didn't get put away by them. And then, he sits on a couch and reads his book. The kids like him, but he's not as cool as Keefe.

Biana: She is a horrible babysitter. Like. So awful. She's an aunt who either has too much time and money to spend on activities that don't turn out the way she'd hoped they would, or she's a flustered and scattered mother pulled apart too many ways by too many little voices. It's all very complicated and maybe it would be easier if she had more than one trick up her sleeve, but her best hope is to do their hair and hope it satisfies them. It does not. She will panic. One time she lit the dinner on fire. It was madness. She is complete and utter chaos as a babysitter. She's the one who gets asked to take care of children the least. She's not trusted around them.

Dex: Doesn't know how to children. He treats them like they're his equals to a fault. He'd have to be reminded that a five year old cannot in fact use a blowtorch. "I showed her how, Soph. It's fine." "It is NOT fine." He thinks that kids like learning about cool stuff, and all of them think everything he does is cool, so they spend time with him and he shows them how to make tiny explosive devices that they detonate in controlled environments, and construct mini computers that have access to videos. The parents are confused and concerned with this. Dex is just vibing.

Marella: Indifferent. Really does not care. Probably on her imparter, only half-watching the kiddos. she takes them to the park, and she sits on a bench. She rolls her eyes when they try to pick fights with her.

Linh: ULTIMATE MOTHER HEN. Super fluffy one. Super sweetheart. She listens to them and hears their opinions and smiles and ugh. This girl is a toothache of diabetes. And she's a push over. Like, she will spoil these children rotten and kiss their scratches and read them stories and help them with all their projects.

Tam: Tired dad vibes. Just. Exhausted dad. Deep sighs. Mild grumbles. Talking about how back in his day kids didn't blah blah blah. He tells kids who are throwing fits to take deep breaths with an uninterested steadiness that makes him sound like he's had five kids of his own go through college. He's an immovable object. And he's just. Steady presence of authority and calm that rains down on the kids he babysits.

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words: 2.9k

pairing: yamaguchi t. x f!reader

prompt: soft dom

warnings: unprotected sex, dom/sub relationship, yamaguchi being a fucking DADDY, yamaguchi with long hair lives in my mind rent fREE

summary: whenever your friends thought of you and your boyfriend, they always assumed that you called the shots; that you were the one in control. boy are they wrong.

a/n: this piece was actually heavily inspired by @introloves answer to this ask about soft dom yams, and i knew right there that i had to write this because holy SHIT that was hot and i hope i did it justice. please check out their blog, it’s literally immaculate.

yamaguchi tadashi.

if you were to mention that name to any of the main volleyball powerhouse school’s who played in 2012, they’d probably give you an odd look and ask, “who the hell is that?”

although making it onto karasuno’s volleyball team, yamaguchi wasn’t a starter like his fellow first years, and the only time he ever really saw any action on the court was if he was pinch serving.

in all honesty, yamaguchi tadashi was a nobody his first year.

but skip ahead to your last year of high school and you were to mention his name? suddenly the crowd would be alive with chatter, the air practically buzzing.

what had changed?

yamaguchi was a nobody his first year of high school because he didn’t want to be anybody.

since elementary school, yamaguchi always relied on someone else to tell him what to do; for someone to hold his hand and make his actions for him.

and for a while, he was content with that. from such a young age he believed that others were more wise and inept to tell him what to do than himself.

he trailed behind his best friend, tsukishima, and when they entered high school and met you, he trailed behind you for a while, too.

the day yamaguchi met you in the middle of his first year of high school, an unknown feeling embedded itself deeply in his chest. faint, but still there.

you had fit so seamlessly into his and tsukki’s little bubble that it almost seemed as if you were destined to have been friends with them.

you were incredibly smart (you were in the same class as them), you were witty enough to keep up with tsukki’s sass, but also kind and patient, lending an ear whenever he felt that he wasn’t good enough.

your never ending kindness sparked something in yamaguchi, and all he wanted to do was to give you everything you wanted. no matter what it was.

he was drawn to you because you were assertive, confident - a natural born leader. and to yamaguchi, you may as well have hung the moon and the stars in the sky just for him.

it made sense to anyone as to why he fell in love with you - you were all the things he wasn’t.

you realized even before you and yamaguchi began dating that he was more reliant on others than most, and it broke your heart.

even though he couldn’t see it, you recognized the potential in yamaguchi to be better than what he was now. he was such a caring and hardworking young man, he just needed that little extra push.

he recognized when to take charge, he just couldn’t see himself as the one to step up to the plate. in his head, there was always someone else to take the position, someone better than him.

so you decided to change that.

through the years of being with one another, you two slowly learned everything there was to know about each other, and you used that to your advantage.

slowly but surely, you helped yamaguchi overcome his dependability of others. you helped him grow confident in his skin and helped him realize his potential to lead instead of being lead.

like a farmer waiting for your crops to bloom, you watched him flourish with a deep pride.

but as much as you wanted to take all the credit for yourself, you knew that his friends on the team stood by yamaguchi’s side the entire time.

during your last year of high school, which only felt like yesterday (it was literally last year), you could still vividly recall the feeling of pure shock and absolute pride when ukai presented the captain’s jersey to your speechless boyfriend, the bold number one staring right back at him.

when his clear brown eyes met yours, that fire you’ve been waiting to see finally ignited in his irises, you knew your work was done.

now all that was left was to reap the benefits.

———————

you laughed at the loud belch that left tanaka’s mouth while tsukishima rolled his eyes in disgust.

all of karasuno’s old volleyball team sat around a large table outside the cafe, easily catching up with one another and sharing laughs and stories over drinks and food.

you smiled softly at the comfortable chatter of all your friends, chest warm as you felt a wave of nostalgia wash over you. ‘this feels just like taking a break during practice freshman year.’

back then everything felt so simple, the only goal they had in mind was to make it to nationals. and although all of that was in the past, it still brought a sense of comfort to you.

your musings were cut short when you felt a firm but gentle pressure on your thigh, a familiar large hand squeezing you comfortingly.

you brought your eyes to meet with the hands owner, and yamaguchi smiled softly when you raised a questioning eyebrow at him, lips pulled into a cheeky grin.

“what? do i have something on my face or do you just want a picture?” hinata snickered at your teasing words and yamaguchi rolled his eyes playfully.

“although a picture would be nice, i just wanted to know what you were thinking of, love.”

a soft smile replaced your mischievous grin from before and you looked around the table full of all of your closest friends, eyes full of happiness.

“oh it’s nothing, honestly.” you muse, pushing around a stray strawberry from the cake tsukishima insisted they ordered after lunch. “all this just reminded me of our first year of high school, s’all. y’know, like the breaks during practice.”

“i can kinda see what you mean.” daichi hummed while asahi and suga nodded along sagely.

“oh? if this is going back to your guys’s first year, does that mean yamaguchi is still being lead around by (y/n)?”

noya’s loud voice carried across the table, and suddenly, everyone’s eyes were on you and your boyfriend.

“hah?” you questioned, headed tilted to the side in confusion. yamaguchi rolled his eyes again while the table snickered to themselves.

“oh don’t play dumb, (y/n)! we all know that you basically had a leash on yams all throughout high school.” tanaka remarked playfully, waving his hand causally through the air.

“yeah! it was like you wore the pants in the relationship, not yamaguchi.” hinata joined in with a mouth full of cake, and you stared them down flabbergasted. your face flushed as even the third years nodded their heads in agreement.

“yeah, and it seems like she’s still wearing ‘em.” kageyama muttered and you choked on your spit while noya and tanaka howled.

yamaguchi scoffed, face pinkening as a playful smile curled his lips at his friends teasing. some things never change, it seems.

“what? do i really still seem like a pushover?” yamaguchi joked, but his eyes widened slightly in shock as the whole table nodded seriously.

some (see: tanaka and noya) even wiggled their eyebrows suggestively at the young couple. “yup, i bet (y/n) even takes charge in the bedroom, too.”

the mortified sound that left your lips fell on deaf ears as the table erupted in a bunch of juvenile hoots and hollers as yamaguchi lightly spluttered over his words, cheeks positively glowing now.

“are you denying it, (y/n)?” suga’s words silenced the table as everyone settled their eyes on you. even yamaguchi peered at you from beside you, curious to see what you would say.

while you were pretty sure you were dying from the embarrassment, there was a gremlin inside of you that wanted to tease your boyfriend in front of your friends.

so like an idiot, you went along with her.

“while i usually don’t kiss and tell, his voice is rather lovely~” you say with a wink, and genuinely laugh when the table interrupts into full blown chaos.

your amusement is short lived however when the hand that never left your thigh gave you another firm squeeze, but this one felt just a bit harsher than before.

you nervously turned to face your boyfriend, already knowing what was coming.

yamaguchi simply smiled sweetly at you, eyes full of love and humor. but his firm grip squeezes your thigh once more, and you know it’s a warning.

“you’re so cute, (y/n).” his words are light and sincere, but there’s something darker underlying them, just a tad bit menacing and you know what he’s really implying.

behave.

the only person to pick up on this little interaction between the two of you amidst all the hollering is tsukishima, and he smirks to himself as he takes a sip of his drink.

if only these idiots knew.

—————————

surprisingly, suga’s words stayed with yamaguchi for the rest of the day without his permission. like a leech, they imbedded themselves in his head and refused to leave no matter how hard he tried to focus on something else.

they stayed with him for the rest of the lunch with his old teammates, long after the conversation shifted to something else.

they stayed with him as you both said your goodbyes and headed back to your shared apartment near the university you both were attending.

they stayed with him even as he slowly undressed your body in your bedroom, calloused fingers gently trailing over your smooth skin as his lips connected with your neck.

“dashi~” you moaned as he gently left a red mark on your neck, sucking harder than usual so it would stick, staining your skin with his affection.

you yelped softly when yamaguchi gently pushed you to sprawl against the mattress, brown eyes looking at you with a gentle mixture of love and lust swirling in them.

but like earlier, there was hint of something harder behind his loving eyes and you knew it had to do with the conversation from before.

like any sane person would’ve done, you know you should’ve just left your boyfriend alone and not tease him about the earlier conversation. the last thing you’d want was to upset him.

but that same gremlin from before wanted to see how far you could push your normally sweet boyfriend. she wanted to see how far he’d bend till he broke.

so like an idiot for the second time that day, you indulged her.

with hooded eyes, you slowly rose to your knees and crawled towards your boyfriend who still stood at the foot of the bed, eyes watching your swaying frame with curiosity.

the large tent already forming in his jeans made your mouth water, and with teasing eyes you leaned forward and hooked your teeth on his zipper. your gaze never left his as you dragged it down, and you smirked at the way his kind eyes seemed to darken.

with practiced ease you pulled his jeans down along with his boxers and practically moaned as his long and heavy cock sprung from its confines, slapping against your cheek softly.

a soft groan left yamaguchi’s lips as your wrapped your warm and wet mouth around his weeping tip, eyes slipping shut as you lightly sucked on the head before bringing it deeper into your hot mouth.

you weren’t joking when you said his voice was lovely.

just as he was about to thread his hands through your hair to encourage you to take more of him into your mouth, you pulled away suddenly.

yamaguchi opened his eyes and settled his gaze on your giggling face, teasing eyes staring back at him as you gave his tip a coy lick before pulling away with a grin.

yamaguchi doesn’t falter, eyes never straying from yours as he simply smiles down at your teasing figure. bringing a big hand up to your cheek, you lean into his soft touch immediately before he trails down to your neck.

you freeze as his fingers wrap around your throat, squeezing firmly enough to take away your breath.

he only keeps his grip on you for less than a second, relaxing his fingers immediately. but as his index finger curls back to gently tap against your carotid artery, it’s his turn to gaze at you teasingly.

again, you’re reminded who’s really in charge.

“you really are cute, (y/n).”

you shiver as his words from earlier dance in your ears, and that same undertone of something else is laced through them, just a tad bit more forceful than before to give you the same warning. he only needed to squeeze you once to remind you.

behave.

with a nervous gulp, you stare into clear brown eyes as yamaguchi pulls his fingers away from your throat, watching in satisfaction as all traces of your earlier bratiness practically disappears.

he gives you another soft and loving smile as you scoot back on the bed to lay on your back, spreading your legs for him just like he taught you so he could get an eyeful of your wet and glistening folds, cute little hole clenching around nothing.

he didn’t have to say anything to keep you nice and obedient for him, he already had you trained so well. after all, you both knew who really called the shots.

——————————

yamaguchi tadashi may have been a nobody his first year of high school, but ever since you came into his life, for the first time ever he realized he wanted to be somebody.

and that somebody was someone to give you everything you wanted, no matter what you asked for.

this is what made him the perfect soft dom, the perfect lover. he was always willing to give you what you asked for.

you’d ask for him to touch you harder; to thrust into you faster. you’d ask for all of his love and affection and he would hand it over to you on a silver platter.

but he also knew how to keep you in your place, and you thrived off of it. it was the gentle way he went about it, the kind manner he spoke to you in that made it all the more tantalizing.

it reminded you all too much of a sleeping lion, waiting to be awakened.

like the way he was in his everyday life, yamaguchi was gentle with you. he never would do anything to hurt you on purpose.

he was gentle in the way he asked you to spread your legs for him. he was gentle in the way he’d pull orgasm after orgasm from your twitching and gushing cunt.

you thought he had forgotten about your two little slip ups from earlier, but you obviously didn’t know your boyfriend as well as you thought you did.

he doesn’t intentionally bring up your bratiness from earlier, but he thinks you get the message of his lesson as he folds your body in half, thick cock spearing you open as he pounds a little harder than usual into your dripping core.

you may have said his voice sounded lovely, but you’ve obviously never listened to yourself as he fucks you nice and deep, cock stirring up your insides with each thrust and grind.

“d-dashi! t-too much!” you squeal out, eyes rolling to the back of your head as he ignores your words, pumping his hips into you steadily.

his tip was hammering right into your poor cervix, dragging against your g-spot with each pass and you felt like you were going to hyperventilate.

he watches the way you attempt to cling onto any bit of sanity you have left, nails digging into his shoulders hard enough to leave marks as drool drips down your chin.

he moans your name softly as he pounds into you, eyes filled with adoration at the absolutely lost look on your face, cute brows furrowed in the pleasure that he was giving you.

he flushed at the way your walls fluttered around him, wet cunt practically sucking him back in every time he pulls his hips away, only to stretch you back open as he slams in balls deep.

he knows this position allows him to sink in deeper than he usually does, and he knows you’ve learned your lesson when you beg him to slow down, voice growing higher in pitch as you approach your orgasm.

instead, yamaguchi increases his speed, hips hammering into yours as he groans out your name again, relishing in the way you tug on his hair until it’s pulled from the loose ponytail he placed it in.

soft green locks curtain your faces as you both breathe in each other’s breath, eyes locking as yamaguchi steadily brings you towards your climax.

the only time yamaguchi will hurt you on purpose is when his teeth dig into your neck as he prepares to tip you over the edge, hands gripping your waist tight enough to leave bruises behind for tomorrow to see.

he pulls his lips away to watch with a possessive satisfaction as you fall over the edge, toes curling and nails breaking the skin of his shoulders as you scream.

your voice is broken and shot as you babble his name into incoherency, body twitching from overstimulation as his deft fingers never leave your clit, working you through your first orgasm and gently beginning to bring you to your second one, his hips slowing down but never stopping.

his eyes are full of pure adoration and love as you weakly cling onto him and babble out slurred ‘i love you’s. he knows you’ve learned your lesson, and he knows he’ll have to teach it to you all over again.

through the haze of your orgasm and the gentle building of your second one, you know he’s not done with you yet as he smiles down on you, freckled cheeks resembling a strawberry at the red blush dusting them.

“you’re such a good girl for me, (y/n). do you think you can give me another?”

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