#i hate setting it uppppp

[girluimfailing]

Aaaa where can I read the preview? I can't find it anywhere 🙏

I have no clue either but a friend sent it to me, these were in the preview:

[gojos-thot-patrol]

🌶️ nsfw HCs for jjk men 🥵 general sexy times~ what are they like in bed?

ooo, IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE!!! TURN IT UPPPPP!!!

Now Presenting...

Starring Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Kento Nanami, and Ryomen Sukuna.

Sugru Geto

Cigarettes and feelings keep me Laughing when everything is all fucked up

C O R R U P T I O N  K I N K  DO YOU HEAR ME?!

He sees himself as dirty and ruined and he needs to see that in you too. 

His loves how you look when you’re choking on his cock

He loves it so much he’s gonna take a picture! He’s big on recording you in your most vulnerable moments

Mirror on the ceiling so you can watch him fuck you stupid

I hope you have a degradation kink cause he's going to call you his stupid fucking whore

But hey! At least you’re his stupid fucking whore!

He needs to push your limits. He needs to see how far you’re willing to go for him, and what you're willing to do to get his praise.

Unlike in your daily life, his praise is rare in the bedroom. That’s what makes it so intoxicating when he finally does give it out. You’re still going to have to work for it though.

CONTROVERSIAL TAKE: he hates to be called daddy. Call him literally anything else, but the moment you say “Daddy” he’s over it

Now Sir on the other hand? Sir will always make him act up, use it strategically, lest you get pounded in a dirty bathroom.

He gives me the vibes of someone that would convince you to drop ex or acid then fuck him for a “religious experience.”

IDK maybe that's just me seeing the cult leader in him.

All of that being said, I also think Suguru has mastered the art of aftercare

During the act he’s a monster, but after? Nothing but praise and love. He’s worshiping your body while cleaning you up, cuddling with you for as long as you’ll let him. 

You need water? He’s getting it. You want a bath? Say no more he’s running it for you.

He never wants you to think he’s just using you for your body.

Even if he is.

Satoru Gojo

Set my alarm, turn on my charm That's because I'm a good old-fashioned loverboy

My most controversial Gojo take is that he’s actually not all that experienced

This man has spent his entire life either as a child or raising a child he didn’t have a lot of time for romance.

Not only that, but having sex with someone is an inherently vulnerable position to put yourself in. Man’s got too many enemies for that.

BUT that does not mean that he isn't willing to learn for you!

Gojo is above all else adaptable, and his main goal in the bedroom is to get you off. He’s willing to do whatever you need. 

Honestly, that’s probably his kink. Overstimulation. He wants to make you feel so good you're delirious, he wants to make you cum so hard you forget anything other than his name. 

He is the king of oral. It’s his favorite thing, eating you out through multiple orgrasam until his face is soaked in you. And he’s good at it too. He knows exactly how to make you  melt under him.

His dick isn’t thick, but it is long, and weirdly pretty for a cock. He also uses a ring light to take dick pics. Tell me he doesn’t, you can’t.

He’s also very vocal. He likes when you're loud, it’s how he knows he’s doing something right. So, he’s pretty vocal as well, wanting to let you know just how amazing you make him feel

when he's not telling you about how good you feel, he's kissing you. He LOVES kissing you, its like a drug to him.

Gojo struggles a lot with the feeling that people don’t really like him, so he has a praise kink. On both the giving AND receiving end

I also feel like he’s really into lingerie, and has no problems dropping a paycheck on a new set for you. 

Definition of “There’s a difference between fucking someone and making love.”

God, I hate that phrase but I'm genuinely not sure how else to get my point across lmao

When ya’ll are just fucking, he tries to play the part of a big tough dom, dirty talk galore, overstimulation to the point of tears, the man is a beast.

But in your quiet moments, when you’re, for lack of a better word, making love, there’s a 63% chance he's going to cry.

He gets overwhelmed by his love for you, and the realization that you love him for him, 6 eyes or not. It gets to him. 

And the best part? He’s not even embarrassed by it, because you don’t shame him for it. He’s truly safe with you

Kento Nanami

Hey pretty baby can you feel that heat? You got me twitchin to the edge of my seat

Dare I say daddy kink?

I do, I do dare. Nanami knows the type of person he attracts (riddled with daddy issues) and has decided to play into it. 

I feel like Nanami never loses his composure, even in the bedroom. He could be giving you the ride of your LIFE while calmly explaining the stock market to you. It’s part of why teacher Nanami is so appealing to me I’M SORRY-

“Are you paying attention? This is going to be on the test.”

He says as he's skullfucking you into oblivion 

Despite his calm composure, he's big on dirty talk…mostly as a way to ask for consent and gauge how you’re doing at the moment. He’s still Nanami

“You like that Princess?” “Beg for me.” “Tell me what you want,” All phrases that pop up commonly in your bedroom

He’s a panty snatcher, there I said it. He’s taking your panties with him when he leaves your place. You can get them back the next time you two get together. 

He is prone to taking out his frustration on you in the bedroom when he’s had a bad day.

Not that you're complaining, nothing like his thick cock splitting you open after a rough day, amiright?

Public sex. Nanami loves covertly fucking you, in various ways, and watching you try to keep your composure. Be it him finger fucking you under the table, or reminding you that you have guests downstairs while he rails you in your bedroom, he likes to test your volume control.

In a similar vein, phone sex! He’s away on “Business” a lot, so late nights on the phone with you are basically a necessity for him. 

M A R K I N G. You think it’s  childish? He doesn’t fucking care he needs EVERYON to know you’re together

Hickies everywhere, dark ones that don’t budge for days, even weeks

Brat tamer. No, I won't explain, look at him. 

He’s probably the best dom, even if he is a softer dom. He's going to discuss your hard and soft limits, safe word, and discuss the red yellow green system. Your comfort and safety is his number one priority. 

Going hand in hand with that, Nanami has mastered the art of aftercare. Anything you need, he’s got, anything you need him to do, he’s doing. He’s showering you in words of affirmation while trying to rehydrate you.

Also He’s cuddly. He wants you to fall asleep resting on his chest while he traces lazy patterns in your back. It’s his ideal way to go to sleep.

Ryomen Sukuna

My whole existence is flawed You get me closer to God

BESTIE idk how many different ways I can tell you not to go near this man, but let's find out

For one, he’s incredibly selfish, prioritizing his pleasure over yours every time. 

That doesn’t mean he doesn’t at least try to get you off though. Nay nay, getting you off is a part of his pleasure. Because it strokes his ego. 

Daycraphillia. Be it from pleasure or pain, he loves to see your tear soaked face.

This man is PACKING btw. It hurts at first everytime no matter how ready you are for him. The king of curses has the dick to back up all the shit he talks, you can’t convince me otherwise

He’s got four hands and he’s gonna use them all. Fingers in your pussy, on your tits, in your mouth, in on your ass. You're going to feel like you’re drowning in him.

Degradation. You're a filthy little whore, the only thing you’re good for is being a hole for him to fuck.

Does he actually mean this? I mean…shit, maybe! Depends on where you’re at in the relationship honestly. 

He will summon mouths in random places when fucking you. On his palms, above his cock, anywhere. Be prepared to feel a random tongue in random places.

…..breeding kink.

Honestly, I don’t think he’s proud of it. But something in him wants to fuck an heir into more than he wants to breath.

Also, blood and marking kink. These go hand in hand as far as he’s concerned. He will bite you until you bleed with no issue. 

He may not truly love you yet but the moment he stuck his dick in you, you became his. Which means no other man can touch you. Hence why he clearly marks you as his.

Aftercare who? He doesn’t know her, you’re lucky if he doesn’t immediately kick you out of the bed when he’s done. 

The exception being if you somehow managed to rope him into a “real” relationship. I still don’t think he’d be an aftercare king or anything, but he would at least cuddle with you until you passed out. 

Sukuna likes to find your limits, and then push you past them. He needs to see how far you’re willing to go for him, even if that breaks you.

God, this mf is so toxic. Why do I love him?

[d1s1ntegrated]

commission for @ghostcore3 <3 IM SO SORRY ITS SO LATE IM TRYING TO CATCH UP ON MY ASKS AAAAAAAA

tomura x mizuki (raven) hcs! 🖤🥀

she's the same height as him, but with her heels she's much taller, and he looks up at her in complete awe whenever she's in her costume.

but he also hates it cause he can't intimidate her at ALL

they argue a lot but it's never that serious. it's mostly just playful banter that went a bit too far

when she's in recovery, he patiently waits by her side (usually playing a game quietly next to her as she rests)

he does his absolute best to write poetry for her when she's feeling depressed, but his handwriting is illegible most of the time and he sucks at being romantic

"alone time" is a requirement and he knows it.

she brings him "crow gifts" like buttons, shiny caps, and dried flower petals she finds. he keeps them all in a small box by his desk

he gets pissed when she's sarcastic with him

quality time >>>

tomura admires her so ferociously, but he'll never say it to her.

they have a form of silent communication that only they understand

they like to just coexist in the same space. he'll play games, she'll read. and they can be content like that for hours

she listens to a lot of classical music, which he'll bitch about, but he actually likes it when he's gaming cause he concentrates better

she gives advice that he doesn't take

but she's always right

they have a lot of low energy days together, with dim lighting and quiet.

because of this, he bought black out curtains for her

skyrim girl x fallout boy

she bites

he likes it

she paints his nails when he asks

whenever he gets too "whiny" aka he's mad something didn't work out as he planned it, she avoids him lie the plague for a few hours so he can calm down otherwise he drives her batty

he would bark like a dog for her. like, unironically. he is wrapped around her fucking finger dude

she plays a wicked hand in any card game and he always rage quits (how tf do you manage to rage quit a card game come on man!)

she's strategic as fuck and is analytical to the point where he sees her as his second-hand (insert hand joke here)

she teases him to the point of no return and he eats it uppppp

he goes out and steals a bunch of pretty clothes for her (and asks toga for help). he once got her a really pretty velvet choker with a small raven charm hanging off of it because it reminded him of her so much (she needed it duh)

the league loves her and also loves seeing her put him in his place (he'll always deny it)

bird/crow jokes cause he's an ass like that

beast boy and raven mentioned frequently cause COME ON ITS SO FITTING?!

i'm putting some nsfw here too!! <3

really freaky fucking mind boggling hate-fucking that isn't really hate fucking it's just angry and intense

like i said, she bites and he likes it

she tops for sure

not all the time though. sometimes she pisses him off to the point where he needs to remind her "who the real leader is"

he calls her names like "my lady", always refers to her as above him (no one else knows)

really sweet, comforting slow sex when they're both feeling shitty and depressed

she lights candles to set the mood, he pours the wax on her (she doesn't hate it)

pulls her by the same choker he got her

she yanks his hair and controls the fuck out of him

writes very angsty erotic poems about him when it's been a min

blood play????????

very vampire-esque sex if you didn't think that already

loves to lay on her chest/play with them (she's the big titty goth gf duh!)

i hope this was good!!!!! i tried my best to look into her in depth, and not make it too OOC. <3 lmk how i did ;-; i love her i hope i did her justice

[cuddl3s4shur1]

Each day I think of what the stylist was thinking with this outfit

LMAFOOOO ,THEY STYLIST WAS TRYING TO SET HER UPPPPP

NO HATE I LOVE MY WIFEY BUT THIS FIT WAS NOT IT

[sohmiya]

Nikka! I’m crying and banging my head against the wall at how talented you are when it comes to songwriting because I could neverr have the skill set 😫 however I do have angst & Evren lyrics for you <3 (they’re shit though so don’t perceive me!!)

Less angsty to start with—after Second Coming and Evren meet and become friends, I see him happily name-dropping them in their new song (I’d like to think the song is just a fun vibe, it’s currently title-less though):

More angsty! Evren going to the studio at like 3am after that ‘breakup’ argument with Max, and he’s hurt and pissed off.

I imagine he called Cypress on the way there because ✨rant about the girl you love to your best friend✨ and Ev’s all like “Cy, you’re awake!” “I’m more worried that you are” “it’s cute you’re concerned about me, I’m driving to the studio anyway” “why…? Evren, wait, are you still hung up over Maxine? you can come over and we can chat, my siblings are asleep” and Cypress is genuinely upset and concerned bc he’s seen Evren heartbroken before “Cy, as much as I’d love that, I do need to let some frustrations out”

He calls his band and FaceTime’s them whilst he’s at the studio too—and they all pretty much know about Max and him—but also that when any of them call each other at stupid o’clock it means that there’s a song idea brewing.

Obvs had to name the song after their ship name:

I imagine when he performs this on stage that the fans sing back the bits that are in italics.

And when he has to go on talk shows and social media and promote the song, the question he gets every single time is “who’s the pretty red head?”, and he’ll just genuinely smirk and come up with witty answers like “well, listening to the song won’t be fun if I tell you”

And when nice interviewers ask how he’s doing I imagine him saying, “oh, yeah, I’m okay now. it happened, I wrote a successful song about it, and the good things I said about her are true and that won’t change”

But also him being nervous af to contact Maxine bc she could absolutely hate the song and he’d be ready to apologise for the argument in the first place, but he’d text after a few days like ‘hey, are we good? x’ and then like another one an hour later like ‘by any chance, do you know if your ex hates me??’

MILA SHUT UPPPPP OH MY GOD

no wait cause after the second coming name drop i can imagine max hitting evren up as soon as she hears the song and tease him like “if you wanted to collab all you had to was ask” NDJSJSKSKSK and the tennis references mhm i think he did it for me 😌🥂

and oh my god the cypress cameo 🥹 my favorite boys talking about love problems 🥹 no cause you don’t understand. i love ev’s friendship with everyone but his bond with cy just sits SOOOO right with me. it’s like cy acts like a big brother to him and evren acts like a cool uncle to the mini de veras <3

“i could never have the skill set” NOT YOU LYING TO MY FACE AS IF THE LYRICS OF SOMEWHERE THIS WORKS DONT FUCKING SLAP ?????????

knows i’m better than her ex, ain’t even talkin bout the sex

like after every ride we weren’t fucking high and she hits me with “we should be friends”

SHADE HER EVREN!!!!!! SPEAK YOUR TRUTH!!!!!! HDJSSKKSSJ PLS IM GOING INSANE OVER THESE LINES ACTUALLY

and the miracles verse….. “prayed to lady jesus in church”……… i just know your pen was on fire like i’m not kidding i wish i wrote that verse i’m gonna steal your brain

and the “calm during our storms” he really said OUR 😭😭😭😭😭😭

evren acevedo if things also don’t work out with miko i’m single and ready to mingle

But also him being nervous af to contact Maxine bc she could absolutely hate the song and he’d be ready to apologise for the argument in the first place, but he’d text after a few days like ‘hey, are we good? x’

i don’t think maxine could be pissed at him calling her out at the “we should be friends” line even if she tried like. she’d be impressed tbh 😭😭😭😭 like she would reply with a spotify screenshot with stw on repeat then she’d quote that line in the first verse to him and go “YOU DID NOT” NDNSMSKS but before evren could think she was serious she’d send another text “JK YES WE’RE GOOD EVREN THIS IS SOOOO GOOD” and considering the emotional weight of the argument that inspired the song, maxine 100% would stop herself from making a joke about how he “prayed to lady jesus in church” because she definitely had him kneeling a few times 🫢 sdhdjskkaks

‘by any chance, do you know if your ex hates me??’

HE’S SOOOOO 😭😭😭 the contrast between the wild ace and evren is so funny yet so endearing to me he’s such a cutie pie <333

max would say something like “idk and idc. i like you- *backspacebackspacebackspacebackspace* “idk and idc”

[llycaons]

IWTV s2 ep1 (thank you vero!!!): a few thoughts

yayyyy new setting!!!! I love when shows set in warm places go to cold places. weirdly specific but when max and anne and jack black sails went to philadelphia I was clapping and cheering away. I love to see snow

I miss bailey bass but delainey hayles was really well cast. obviously she resembles bass closely, but she's also captured her character very well too. it ALSO helps that claudia and louis underwent a huge fracturing of their relationship at the end of s1 so of course things between them will be different. as of the time of this writing, she hasn't even looked at him. I imagine it's easier when they don't have to recreate the exact dynamic with a new person, but can build something new after a huge rift

speaking of, louis's recollection of claudia and his discussion of her losing faith in him and viewing him as someone she can no longer connect with is just devastating. my god

armand is REALLY annoying to me😭just so smug…and apparently he and daniel were a thing in the books which is really odd to think about at this stage but sure.

daniel is such a crotchety old bitch. you're going to whine about how a VAMPIRE talks about trying to avoid SUNLIGHT???? shut uppppp

THERE'S A REAL RASHID????

bringing lestat back, even as a dream, this easrly, was a mistake I think. he's a tremendously impactful and popular character, and by drawing out his first appearance a little longer, the show could have 1. reminded the audience who the show is actually about and 2. give lestat's reappearance some more punch

WHAT THE FUCKKKKK I gotta finish my rewatch of s1

I WAS WONDERING THIS TOO!! it seemed like a stupid misdirection bc daniel doesn't know armand's name, but in hindsight I guess armand doesn't want his name in there at all

EMILIA <3

THIS SCENE. EMMY!!!!

this song is so gd creepy

what the fuckkkkk

she's got the vampire aesthetic down SO well

WHY DID SHE DO THIS. like. why. like it truly doesn't compute at ALL. she seemed excited! she was talking about all the great things they'd do, all the pleasures!

oh their fancy bedroom looks so open and cold...maybe louis likes that tho. it certainly doesn't appear that armand has trapped him in a gilded cage and has control over all his food and movements like everyone was speculating after the end of s1. it IS a bit weird tho

I mean he doesn't seem unreasonable here, just cautious.

wow....marital intimacy. but unlike his relationship w lestat, they do rationally and respectfully have a discussion and both of them are satisfied with the compromise. also I don't think we've seen them speak privately about the interview yet!

omg so since the 50s...

this is so kjdhsfk. daniel's face! obviously I'm going to compare to his relationship with lestat again because THEY were so intimate in private while being more distant in public while armand and louis are the opposite, except that one big finale kiss, but just because that relationship was full of passion didn't mean it was good or healthy or louis's ideal scenario. maybe he likes this distance. maybe the physical separation and the independence is something he craved after being tied to a codependent, jealous, paranoid, melodramatic, maniacal abuser for decades. I don't think I could say with certainty he's unhappy, or it's armand who's making him unhappy

I hate 'stop feeling sorry for yourself' as a pick-me-up because it just makes an unhappy person feel WORSE. they're not feeling 'sorry for themselves' they're just feeling sad....man louis she just watched her dearly cherished hope throw herself into the flames 😭

end of the episode.....oof. me and you and me but LESTAT STILL THERE. HAUNTING THEM!!!!

[lover-of-mine]

New phone pros: new phone

New Phone cons: setting up new phone

[books-and-cookies]

August 2022 Reads

listen, as long as it’s not october yet, i’m on time with this post, shut up

also, me @ myself: literally no one cares when/if you post this shut uppppp

january 2022 post february 2022 post march 2022 post april 2022 post may 2022 post june 2022 post july 2022 post

anyway, i read a bunch of shit in august:

* I Must Betray You by Ruta Sepetys - i technically read this in july, but forgot to post about it, moving alonggggg. eflrhglsghlSgh this was genuinely so good to read, because it’s set in MY country, like whaaaat. i’ll never get over the fact that someone actually paid attention to us, let alone an author of Ruta’s caliber. It’s set at the end of the communist period in Romania and idk man, it means a lot to me that this book got written - 5/5 stars

* The Woman in Cabin 10 by Ruth Ware - decent thriller, one of my favourite of Ruth’s, whose books I have a love/hate relationship with; i really loved the twist (far fetched as it was lmao) - 4/5 stars

* Rock Paper Scissors by Alice Feeney - this was such an unexpected GREAT surprise - I picked this on a whim at the bookstore and it turned out to be amazing, i had a blast reading it and it had one of the best executed plot twists i’ve read in A LONG TIME - 5/5 stars

* The Girls Are All So Nice Here by Laurie Elizabeth Flynn - great story and portrayal of a toxic friendship, this was a wild ride. It takes mean girls to a whole different level, unlikable characters all around and just... damn - 4/5 stars

* The Psychopath Test by Jon Ronson - so funny and insightful, i had a great time reading this, i literally laughed out loud several times, something you don't expect to do when reading a book about how psychopathy is diagnosed and how the tools for diagnosing psychopathy can lead to false assumptions, misdiagnosing and over-diagnosing (something that i'm absolutely certain is happening more and more); i definitely wholeheartedly recommend this - 4/5 stars

* Immunity by Erin Bowman (book 2 of the Contagion duology) - while not as great and as strong as the first book, it was still a fun, quick read, with great characters and plot, and still one of the best scifi duologies i’ve read - 4/5 stars

* Vanishing Girls by Lauren Oliver (reread) - goodreads was telling me i read this book 2 years ago, but i had forgotten absolutely everything, but the plot twist lmao, so it was like reading a brand new book. I know a lot of people don’t like Lauren’s books, but I absolutely adore her writing and this was no exception - 4/5 stars

* Good Me, Bad Me by Ali Land (reread) - i forgot how fucked up this book was, not because of the plot or the twists, but because it’s an outstanding character exploration novel. be mindful of triggers, though, it’s A Lot - 4/5 stars

* The Poppy War by R.F. Kuang (reread) - I want to finally finish this trilogy, so I reread book one and i genuinely forgot how descriptive the depictions of war and genocide were :) like :) no :) that aside, what an amazing fantasy, just... absolutely stunning, more people should be reading this - 5/5 stars

so there you have it, i Read Things in august

september is back to nonfiction yassssssss so it’ll be a lot of me flailing about going OMG THESE PEOPLE ARE INSANE HOW

also, you’re legally required to tell me if you’re reading any of these books based on these very solid explanations and recommendations

psa - i’m cold, so if you like my remarkably chaotic posts, you can buy me a coffee

[tickle-bugs]

only bc i love u and ur headcanons sm,,, let's hear ur diego headcanons (especially lee!diego i'm such a hoe for lee!diego)

I got SO excited about these and then I fell asleep before posting them smh

Anyway,,, the favoritism and sleep deprivation really jumped out on this one. I too am a hoe for lee Diego he owns my heart. Enjoy!!!!!

- Diego, my boy, winner of both the Most Ticklish Hargreeves award and the Most Deserving of a Forehead Kiss award. I love him. 

- He is,,, just one giant tickle spot. He’s literally ticklish everywhere and he hates it. His worst spots are under his arms, his ribs, his stomach, and his thighs. 

- A giggler. So giggly. Giggly boy. His laughter just starts out as high pitched and then only gets higher, but rly bad spots make him belly laugh and it’s actually really nice. 

- I bet his face n nose are ticklish,,,, Like I can see Allison messing with him and dragging a paintbrush across his nose and he just giggles and flinches away and she’s like “really?” but she can’t even be mad because he’s so cute

- Stamina for the GODS bro. He just,,, you could tickle him for like an hour straight before he needs to take a break.

- He’s terrible at tickle fights but he loves them. He accidentally conditioned his siblings to wreck him when he’s overly sassy/throws things at them because he used to do it so much as a kid that the instinct stuck. 

- All of his quick reflexes and vigilante training just disappears when he’s tickled. He gets all floppy and wiggly and he squirms all over the place. He tries to scoot away from his ler and its so funny to watch because he never gets far.

- He gets wrecked by everyone but definitely Klaus, Luther, and Allison the most (though Allison tends to join in once he’s already taken down, unless she uses her powers)

- The funniest possible reaction to get out of Diego is when he (albiet rarely) has the upper hand in a tickle fight but then you get a hold of a bad spot. He shrieks and tries to fight but he always goes down. 

- If you try to tickle him without provocation he can kinda hold his own? He’s very stubborn and will try to tickle back, especially if it’s just one person. For this reason, dog piles are super effective. The Diego 3-Step Plan: Run, Tackle, Tickle. Works every time. 

- He is like a lil pillbug. When he gets tickled his wires get all crossed and he often curls around the hands that tickle him instead of away from them. He gets teased for this constantly.

- sPEAKING of teasing: he cannot. He simply can’t take it. He turns red and just giggles out “nOooooOOo” or “shut uPPPPP” and tries to hide his face which is so very unlike him?? but also soft???? 

- His siblings love to torment him but sometimes they have to lay off early because whenever he gets the hiccups or gets too out of breath, his stutter comes back. 

- You’d think he’d be above begging, and normally he would be, but he’s so fucking ticklish that his pride simply doesn’t factor in. He will beg. 

- This is more for him and Lila but tickle bites destroy him. He just kinda yelps and squeals a lot and he’ll shove at Lila’s face trying to get away but he can’t. 

A couple of ler headcanons, as a treat:

- Consider: expert use of his powers + feathers. He can throw anything, right? Imagine him going to the craft store and buying a pack of feathers, then camping somewhere upstairs and just,,, sniping his siblings with them. I imagine as long as nothing stops the feather’s path he can keep manipulating it, which means endless loops around necks and ears. No one is safe.

- Diego is so the type to set traps. He will hunt. He leaves little snares everywhere (usually only catches Klaus or Five, but once in a while he gets the others). His lee gets strung up by the leg, lets him know they’ve been caught by screaming and cursing, and then he goes to town.

- He is a rowdy boy so he is all for man-handling. None of this gentle business. He’ll tackle people, pick them up, throw them on couches, jump on top of them, all of it. He is here to win. 

- BEARD TICKLES!!!!!!!!! Season 2 thank you for giving my boy the upgrade he deserves. 

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 255: "Hospital”

Previously on BnHA: Aizawa and Present Mic found out their dead best friend Shirakumo was necromanced by All for One and Ujiko and turned into everyone’s favorite villain mom bartender M.D., Kurogiri! Gran Torino and Naomasa were all “hey you guys should talk to him and see if you can restore his memories through the power of friendship” and so they all sat down together to do that. Kurogiri was all “so tell me how is my son Shigaraki Tomura, I love him so much, he is so emo and I must protect him” and Aizawa and Mic were all “THIS GUY HASN’T CHANGED ONE IOTA” and Aizawa started crying and was all “SHIRAKUMO LET’S GET MARRIED AGAIN AND BE HEROES TOGETHER LIKE WE ALWAYS WANTED.” Oh and also we found out Aizawa only fake expelled his previous students and it was just so that he could PREPARE THEM FOR LIFE!! and afterwards they got to go back to U.A. again and live happily ever after. And so basically I’ve lost track of how many hugs Aizawa needs here now but it’s a lot.

Today on BnHA: Shiraguri’s brainwaves start going all wonky and everyone is like “OH SHIT IT’S WORKING” and Aizawa and Mic decide it’s time to shift this drama into overdrive, so they get right up against the glass and start shouting “YOU’RE OUR FRIEND!!” and stuff over and over until IT FINALLY WORKS!! and Kurogiri’s face shifts into Shirakumo’s. Somehow the effect is incredibly sad and moving rather than terrifying as fuck, but unfortunately all Kumo can manage to get out is “hospital” before his mind overloads and he passes out. Fortunately for our heroes, “hospital” is actually an awesome clue which can totally lead them to Tomura and Ujiko’s location if they play their cards right, probably! Or at least Hawks seems really psyched about it, idk. Anyway so the chapter ends with Ujiko going FULL MAD SCIENTIST and wreaking havoc on Tomura’s body in order to -- I’m pretty sure, anyway -- turn him into some kind of fully sentient ultimate high end Noumu. Welllllll shit.

so that sure was a fun little wrinkle last week, huh. the two biggest scanlators deciding that in the spirit of the holidays, they were going to stop translating WSJ series and instead support the official releases out of the goodness of their hearts and definitely not at all because Shueisha was eyeing them threateningly and making little throat-slitting gestures. that was a ride. these are interesting times lol

but at any rate, if this is how it’s going to be for now then I’ll adjust! it is nice to have everyone support the official release, and obviously the image quality is way better, and Caleb’s translations are by and large pretty good. and obviously we’ll get used to reading the chapter on Sundays instead of Fridays (hell, I remember when the SJ leaks still came out on Wednesdays, so it’s not like we haven’t done this same old song and dance before lol). but Friday did happen to be a more convenient day for my schedule personally, so it might take a bit of adjusting for me to figure out what my posting schedule is going to be moving forward

anyways so I’m sorry this recap is so ridiculously late, but here we go at last!

so the Tartarus guard, who by the way is very clearly Seiji’s dad (WHEN ARE THE SHIKETSU KIDS COMING BACK), is tapping frantically at his touch screen even though it’s not doing anything, and he says he’s detecting unusual brainwaves. omg

WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK IT MEANS, OBVIOUSLY THEY UNLOCKED THE POWER OF FRIENDSHIP, MAN! THEY DID IT

omfg. the guard just says “he’s agitated.” I’m going to need you to have more hype than that my good sir. please

holy shit Nao

attention everyone, HAS ANYONE SEEN NAOMASA’S FUCKING CHILL, BECAUSE HE SEEMS TO HAVE FUCKING MISPLACED THAT SHIT. someone please explain to this man that there is a time and a place to play good cop bad cop and this is not it. “oh, Shirakumo is starting to recover his memories? well then [busts into the prison cell and grabs him by the collar and slams him against the wall] WHO ARE YOU WORKING FOR!?”

(ETA: so apparently Nao’s detective instincts are cleverer than mine. he saw that Kumo was potentially going to emerge, but probably not for long, so he gave him the most important question so he could focus on answering that. good job! still not a lot of chill but hey.)

meanwhile Aizawa is all “if what they said is true I’m looking at my friend’s corpse”, while still crying by the way, and yeah, so MERRY CHRISTMAS, EVERYONE. this year Santa decided to change it up and just make everyone real sad. happy holidays

lord he’s leaping to his feet and shouting “WHO DID THIS TO YOU”

meanwhile I can’t stop staring at Present Mic with his tongue sticking out. why are you sticking your tongue out. why are anime characters like this. you know, Stain also used to stick his tongue out. Present Mic U.A. traitor confirmed

also!! so many people have beef with Ujiko, though! pretty soon they will have to take a number and get in line

oh no Kumogiri is malfunctioning

Aizawa’s all “ANSWER ME SHIRAKUMO” and OH MY GOD LOOK AT THIS

I HAVE NEVER SEEN AIZAWA SHOUTA SO INTENSE AND I CAN’T TEAR MY EYES AWAY FROM THE SCREEN AHHHHH

so there’s some more of “WE WANTED TO BE HEROES TOGETHER” and “YOUR NAME IS SHIRAKUMO OBORO” and all of that other “SNAP OUT OF IT ALREADY” stuff, and you’re damn right I am eating ALL THAT SHIT right up, hell yes. IT’S A TROPE FOR A REASON PEOPLE

oh my god

bwo...hh...?

(ETA: I feel like I should explain that although I have a subscription to Viz, I really hate how their chapter viewer is set up, so I read the chapter on one of the vertical scroll-to-read sites instead. I prefer scroll-to-read for a lot of reasons, but the biggest one is so that I can read the chapter slowly (since I’m writing as I go) without spoiling what’s in the next panel. that being said, this next page is one of the few where Viz obviously got it right, so I’ll be posting the full image.)

SDFLSDLFKHSDLKJGOISDJFOSK

（┐° o °  ┐） ( ｣｡╹o╹｡)｣

feelingsfeelingsfeelingsFEELINGS

(ETA: on a reread I am fascinated by the fact that that bandage on his nose actually seems to be A PERMANENT PART OF HIS FACE APPARENTLY lol what.)

READ THE FUCKING ROOM, DUDE. also look how tiny Gran Torino is. he thought we wouldn’t notice through all of our tears. but we did. would you like me to fetch you a box

ha ha ha so now back to the drama

heh so anyway, the fact that this smoke Shirakumo face still looks like a child is straight up destroying me. how are you guys. how is everyone. feliz navidad

FKSLDJSLK HOLD UP

IS HE TRYING TO SAY “SHOUTA”, I CAN’T, I’M?!?!!!!

ADSLFKJALSKDJW

(ETA: I think you can see Shirakumo’s eye rolling back here as he fights against the brainwashing omg. this chapter’s fucking art, though.)

YESSSSSS you keep on ticking off that checklist of clichés, Horikoshi!! I’m so weak for this shit it’s not even funny. actually that’s not true, this plotline is usually hit or miss with me, but I’ll tell you what though, if there’s one guaranteed way to have me freaking the fuck out rather than sighing and rolling my eyes, it’s to have AIZAWA FUCKING SHOUTA be the one pounding on the wall of glass and screaming at his former lover to fight the layers of conditioning waging war on his mind. ohhhhhh god

lol the brainwave detecting screen is losing its fucking shit also and beeping like crazy. this tension is so thick you could plant a flag in it yeesh

is this Kumo remembering stuff??!

(ETA: thank you to the anon who pointed out I posted the wrong image earlier lol.)

why do shounen characters always recall events from a third-person camera view. curse this ambiguous flashback

AHHHHH

HOSPITALLLL ahh what??? “SHOUTA, HOSPITAL.” oh my god. Shirakumo I commend you for not having your first words after dying and being brought back to life and brainwashed for 15 years and then waking up in a straitjacket in a prison cell be, “FUCK ME OH FUCKING SHIT WHAT THE FUCK.” you and I are very different people but I respect that

HOLY SHIT HIS HEAD EXPLODED

so now everyone’s freaking out and we’re zooming in on Kumo’s eye again. by the way this is going to kill me when it’s animated oh god

OH NO THE PANEL WENT BLACK AND IT GOT ALL SILENT

(ETA: hmm I don’t think Caleb Cook knows what “whump” means nowadays. whump is what I wish we had here. instead it’s just lots of hurt but very little comfort. JUST LOTS OF PAIN AND SADNESS.)

Horikoshi please have mercy oh lord. also I see their hands touching, you. they honestly should be gripping each other fucking white-knuckled, this is all very traumatic. I think that if Shouta was holding Mic’s hand while his other hand was pressed against the glass I would probably start sobbing for real

what the fuck

did they knock him back out?? they seem really calm and optimistic about all this lol

oh godddddd

HE’S NOT CRYING YOU’RE CRYING SHUT UP. GOD, MIC, WOULD YOU PLEASE JUST GIVE HIM A HUG ALREADY??

so now they’re bidding farewell to Nao and Gran -- and HOLY SHIT --

okay hold up -- I just realized -- Kumo was trying to give them a hint about Ujiko’s location. holy shiiiiit. PLEASE START INVESTIGATING HOSPITALS, NAO AND GRAN. holy shit the Noumu arc is heating uppppp

Aizawa’s asking what’s happening with Kurogiri now, and I feel like he maybe should have asked that immediately after the fact rather than as an afterthought while they were getting ready to leave but okay

Nao says he kind of “short-circuited or something” and yeah that tracks with what we saw. though it sure does make that “THAT’S ALL FOR TODAY FOLKS, GOOD JOB BOYS, YOU GET A GOLD STAR” business just SUPER WEIRD though, but let’s be real, Nao has been swinging and missing with striking the right tone all day today

and now Gran is apologizing to Mic and Aizawa for the exquisite emotional torture he just put them through, but he says something is bound to come from it. WELL YEAH NO SHIT IT HAD GODDAMN BETTER

Aizawa apparently hasn’t run out of sad/tired/haunted expressions yet, if you can believe it

pretty soon everyone is going to be sad, tired, and traumatized! heh. it’s going to be so fucked up hahaha crying smiling emojiiiii

oh hey and we’re cutting to another flashback of AFO doing what he does best, being callously dismissive of human lives!

this guy. right here. is a rat bastard. for real. also Horikoshi sure picked a hell of a chapter to go all out on the art again, jesus. this is probably the first time I’ve looked at AFO’s fucked up face and actually thought “yep, that’s a mutilated human man” rather than “shouldn’t you be out floating in space with your asteroid friends trying to smash the Millennium Falcon?” so anyways yeah this panel is a big NOPE from me, thank you

but on the other hand, when Horikoshi uses those art powers for good, such as carefully penciling in every last individual hair of Aizawa’s perpetual five o’clock shadow, that I don’t mind so much!

yes. yes good

so now they’re vrooming off, and we’re hanging back with Gran and Nao for a minute

YESSSSS GOOD JOB NAO!!

looooool it’s ringing up the head of the HPSC and her phone’s buzzing and she’s giving it this hella dramatic look. like this is some patented Todoroki-level dramatic whooshing right here

that’s just how dramatic this entire arc is going to be, hopefully

WAIT WHAT’S HAPPENING NOW

IS THAT A CODED MESSAGE FOR HIM TO GO CHECK OUT THE HOSPITAL. AND HOW BUSY ARE YOU, HAWKS. ARE YOU THE “I AM IN SOME DEEP, DEEP TROUBLE” KIND OF BUSY, OR JUST THE STAYING-IN-CHARACTER KIND OF BUSY. YOU CASUAL BASTARD, WHO CAN EVEN TELL WITH YOU, I’LL JUST HAVE TO SCROLL DOWN TO SEE

oh hh my go

“LITTLE LATE TO ASK ABOUT THIS STUFF” so he comes from the Bakugou Katsuki school of tutoring, eh

I love that he actually followed through on explaining the PLF’s philosophy to Twice. and Twice is such a good boy. he’s studying so diligently. look, he didn’t ask to join a doomsday cult, it just kind of happened so now he’s just doing his best to figure it all out

and it definitely was a coded message, then. smoooooth, HPSC lady, smooth. so I wonder if the fact that she gave him a specific hospital implies a time jump. because I don’t think she’d have him investigate just any old hospital until they had a better lead and/or a more solid idea of what they were looking for

lol what the fuck

well I sure do not have any idea what this man is talking about

-- HOSDFLKJDLY SHIT WE’RE CUTTING TO UJIKO WE ARE CUTTING TO FUCKING UJIKO RED FUCKING ALERT!!!

HE’S TALKING ABOUT TOMURA I’M NOT CALMMMMMMMM AHHHHHH

FUCCKLKL FUCK THE WHAT HOLY SHIT WHAT DID HE DO

oh my god oh my god oh m

he made Tomura a Noumu. holy fucking shit that’s what he did. of course. so he’ll be able to possess multiple quirks, but because he benefits from Ujiko’s years of high end Noumu research, his sense of self will remain intact

AND DOESN’T THIS PROCESS JUST LOOK EVER SO PLEASANT. jesus christ. he’s not even allowed to lie down, for some reason this procedure can only be done while he’s hovering over the bed Exorcist-style with his mouth locked open in a silent scream (ETA: or is that actually his laughter we’re seeing?? because this panel wasn’t raw enough already I guess??) while random spurts of blood come chucking out all over the place. well that’s just

and Tomura fucking volunteered for this. how many scores of others didn’t?? holy fucking shit Ujiko. it’s not easy to be the most evil man in a chapter where a foil-wrapped potato with eye holes started waxing poetic about all the children he harvested and killed like some kind of bloodthirsty sommelier, but YOU FOUND A WAY. dancing a fucking jig while your so-called masterpiece is being gruesomely tortured in the foreground. man if there’s any justice in the world, we’ll find out in this arc that Ujiko used science to make himself immortal so that once he’s finally captured they can just keep killing him over and over again. I do not like him!!

so that’s it! we really are doing this thing, holy shit. Noumu arc here we come. see you guys next decade har dee har

[dayasbun]

Fame - Angus Cloud (4)

Summary- a luckily timed audition leads to you falling for your new and unexpected co-star.

Warnings- okay HI welcome to my first multi chapter series woah?! this is actually so exciting for me like wow especially since angus doesn’t have any fics yet im just really really excited- so warnings! smut for sure, bad words, lotsa fluff, angst- everything in one basically. here comes a ride and I hope you enjoy :)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4 {reading now}

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“Fuck right there- Oh my god please-” You moaned holding his hair. “You never had anyone eat your pussy like this before right?” he said eating deeper as you moaned and squirmed. “Only you baby, this pussy is only you-”

“Yo wake the fuck up, you making weird noises and shit.”

You sat up taking in a deep breath and inspected your surroundings. There stood a worried Angus with a mug in his hand. “I'm fine...” you said quite unconvincingly.

“You sure? I went to make you some tea and came back to you rolling around and groaning and shit, thought that strange netflix monster had come to you or sum.”

“The demogorgan-”

“Yeah that shit!” He sat next to you on the edge of the bed. “Nightmare?” he asked softly as he handed you the tea.

“Well not exactly...” You took the warm mug and took in a long swig of the warm goodness. It's not like you were just going to openly tell him ‘Oh no, I just had a dream about you eating me out and I loved every second of it.’ “Actually yeah, a nightmare.” you lied.

“I hate those, what was yours about?”

“I...a monster ate me alive and I couldn't stop it.”

Angus shook his head. “Damn mamas, I’m sorry. Those suck, I know its like 2 pm, but let’s eat some breakfast and try to forget about it.”

You nodded standing up and stretching “Thanks...for the tea.”

“Of course, don’t girls love tea? Ion know, I don't really be sleeping with girls that often.” He chuckled walking into the small kitchen.

“Tea is amazing!” You exclaimed, following him and sitting on the counter. “I love tea in all seasons, it has so many benefits.”

“Yeah? What’s some of them benefits.”

“Well green tea has amazing antioxidants, and is a more naturally caffeinated drink than coffee- with not as many negative results. But don't get me wrong, I really do love my coffee- anyway! Tea can help straighten and strengthen bones, brighten your smile, and help you lose weight!!”

“Oh wow.” He laughed “I didn't even care about all that tea shit, just wanted to hear your voice. But it was actually kinda interesting.”

“Yeah- and don't worry about a lack of my voice, I never shut up.”

“You right about that; but before you get all defensive, its aight. I like hearing you blab off about random stuff ion care about.”

You felt your face grow hot as you stifled a giggle that wanted to come out. “Thank you. I think I talk too much, but hey, can't really stop it y’know?” Angus nodded as he cracked 5 eggs into a pan. “You just be going off about stuff- actually you was sleep talking a little bit.”

Fuck.

“Yeah? What was I saying?” you asked innocently, hoping he didn't say what he was most definitely about to say.

“Well it was when you had that nightmare. Was the monster a cow or sum? Cuz you kept saying ‘Angus’ so like.” He turned to look at you “I figure it wasn’t me, but it was probably like...some beef monster.”

“Oh yeah, for sure a beef monster.”

“And that beef monster was eating you huh?”

You smoothly tucked your hair behind your ear and nodded with a sweet smile “Mhm.”

Angus gave you a quick up and down look before turning around and continuing to scramble the eggs. You had to change the current topic or you'd die of embarrassment, so you decided to bring up the topic of the show instead. “Do you know which scenes we’re filming tomorrow?”

“Yeah, no sex scenes until next week. Tomorrow they finna do you coming back and me reminiscing on the old times.”

“Okay cool. I have those lines down, pretty simple...” You mumbled.

“Yeah me too.”

A butcher knife couldn't even cut the tension in the room right now. Fuck, a chainsaw couldn't either.

“So like... I’m gonna go change and I'll be right back? Sound good?”

“You can wear summa my stuff. If you want- you don’t got to i'm just offering.”

“Oh that'd be great thanks! You know my trailer is just so far away!” You joked, knowing that it was only next door. You hopped off of the counter and followed him back into the room you two had just come out of.

“You just want one big shirt? Girls be doing that alot nowadays.”

“Yeah, thanks that'd be great...”

“So the biggest shirt I got got some barbecue stains on it- ignore it. I just went off on some spicy wings the other day-”

You burst out laughing and sat on the bed “Gus it’s fine, gimme!” You pulled your shirt off and held out your hands. He turned back around to find you only in your bra and shorts.

“Yooooo-”

“Its fine, we have to be completely naked with each other next week. Titties are just titties.” You took the shirt out of his hands and put it on. After pulling off the shorts that you wore underneath the shirt; that was more like a dress- and folding them, you walked back into the kitchen and reclaimed your spot on the counter.

“Well I know one problem we won't have!” You stated with a smirk.

“Yeah, and what's that?”

“Drake was worried you wouldn't be able to ‘get it up’...but honestly, I don’t think it'll be too hard.”

“Why you think that?”

“Look down.”

Sure, Angus wouldn't let you live down the wet dream you had about him for quite a while, but you'd never let him live down the boner he got- just from seeing you in a bra.

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“So. Let's get to the real real.” Storm said pulling her knees up to her chest with a grin. “What the hell is going on with you and Angus?”

You, Storm and Daya were hanging in your trailer. You three were the only girls that didn't have scenes to film right now, Alexia, Barbie and the rest of the female cast were shooting night scenes. They had helped you set up the place to seem more homey, and now the newly formed trio you were a part of was in your bed with microwave popcorn, juicy juice, and twizzlers.

“Nothing Storm! Actually nothing I-”

“Nope, don't do that.” Z quickly cut you off. “Everyone can see it, it’s like what everyone on set talks about.”

“What?-”

“Plus, he talks about you too much, and you do the same with him! Earlier I said I wanted to pop some microwave popcorn and you started telling me about some conspiracy he told you about popcorn and microwaves, how they’re a secret way in for the government- like girl! Don't tell me you're so whipped that you're out here believing this stuff!”

“OKAY! Okay! I get it...look Gus is-”

“Gus?! You call him Gus?”

“Yeah?-”

“He literally hates that nickname with a passion. He gotta love you.” Storm chuckled grabbing a handful of popcorn.

“Okay well Angus is cute. He’s sweet and funny and caring- BUT. I won’t let anything happen between us, it’s like...business. This field is acting- and I don't think it would be good for us to do anything more, especially during filming.”

Z sighed. “Falling for your costars is weird.”

“Yeah.” Storm chimed in. “Our girl Daya been there and done that...but it never really affected her acting. She's so talented that she could keep it hidden off screen and focus on her character. I mean I know you talented Y/N...but you not my big sis like Z, so I don't really know how you'd be able to deal with it yet. Drake already seemed a bit iffy about it because he could tell you two had a little something going, but the thing comforting him is y'all are talented. So he knows you can do it- I know you can too.”

“Yeah he sent us a letter about it...it's just hard. I can't lose this role, I've come so far.”

“I don't think you’ll lose it. I think you'll be fine. Just keep a business mindset when on set. What goes on off screen and behind closed doors is your business, girl. Drake or nobody can stop that- Jesus can't even stop that!”

You and Storm giggled at Zendaya’s last comment. “Yeah yeah yeah...okay I get it guys. I got this- period.”

“Period.”

“Period...So were you one of those girls that watched all the Fez scene compilations on Youtube and drooled?” Storm teased you.

“No!” You said firmly, knowing you were lying.

“Oh she definitely was.”

“I wasn't!”

“I just don't see it! Angus is just not attractive to me, he looks like one of those guys that stop you at the gas station with a ghetto ass group of friends- he rubs his hands together and then screams ‘Hey baby lemme get yo numbaaaa!!!!’“

In response, you practically fell over laughing “Stoppp no!”

The rest of the night was filled with giggles and whispers, and by 1 AM, you, Z, and Storm were all huddled up in your little twin trailer bed. They snored softly but you couldn't seem to sleep. Just as you were .1 seconds away from drifting off, your phone buzzed next to you.

Angus☁️: u uppppp

-oh wow yeah that's not the most fboy thing ever to send at 1:27 am

Angus☁️:  see all you had to say was yes you didn't have to do allat

-can i help you mr cloud

Angus☁️: what typa help you offering?

-whatever help you need.

Angus☁️: you finna have some more beef dreams tonight?

-you finna get a boner if you see me in my bra again?

Angus☁️: maybe.

-then i'll say maybe too.

Angus☁️: you're too much

-i know i am, did you film today?

Angus☁️: ye i had some scenes wit jacob

-wit

Angus☁️: leave me alone

-you texted me

-and wow you sound really mature rn not at all like a five year old

Angus☁️: if i was w you rn id make you regret that

-was that supposed to be a threat or a way to try to make me sext

Angus☁️: both

-you should go text all the hoes you have waiting for you at home

Angus☁️: im texting them at the same time

-boy...

Angus☁️: im plAyin

Angus☁️: only you :)

-getting soft???

Angus☁️: no and i wish this was instagram dms so i could unsend it fuck

-fuck

Angus☁️: thats another thing you was saying during your ‘nightmare’

-STOP NO I WAS NOT

Angus☁️: yeah i know you wasnt lmao i just like messing w you

-you can mess w me whenever you want to

Angus☁️: oh bet????

-goodnight angus

Angus☁️: nah i want you to tell me about me messing w you

Angus☁️: damn you really left

Angus☁️: thats wrong 

Angus☁️: doing me dirty

-GTS MY PHONE KEEPS GOING OFF

Angus☁️: then put it on silent?

-NO

Angus☁️: ill stop being annoying if you come over here

-i cant, im w z and storm too

Angus☁️: shit okay well it was worth a shot

-why, what was you planning to do

Angus☁️: cuddle

-its fr time for you to go bed, i think your sleepiness is making you too soft and taking the hood away

Angus☁️: goodnight

-goodnight

Angus☁️: gn

-gn

Angus☁️: night

-night

Angus☁️: GOODNIGHT

-OKAY GN

Angus☁️: STOP REPLYING

Angus☁️: night

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[keatsblue]

Want a Piece of Me?! - a Kiribaku Baking AU fic, pre-slash.

*** 

It was something he’d picked up from his mother, before she’d gotten too sick.

She’d let him roll out flour-dusted dough into thinned sheets, let him taste a batter mix or two on the tip of her spoon. Whenever he was tasked with packing the buttercream, he’d unerringly return to her with a dollop of icing on the end of his nose. She’d let out a laugh like windchimes as she wiped his face off with a multi-stained washcloth, would murmur, warm against the skin of his cheek as she kissed it—did my little dragon get greedy for some sugar again? Well, here’s some sugar!

Kirishima was her little dragon, and she’d made sure his early life was filled with candied nights and warm bellies, gingerbread castles with marshmallow spires.

After she passed, he kept it up to feel close to her.

He was far from an expert baker, but he knew his way around an oven. His hands were large and not the most suited to handling delicate fondant, but he managed. His arms were strong, good for hefting bags of fresh ingredients.

Pineapple upside-down. Triple-tiered, Italian wedding crème. Chocolate lavender truffles, topping his signature cherry cordial mousse. Delicate macaroons and finicky meringues, mirror glazes so seamless he could see his reflection. Kirishima baked his way through the entire grieving process, inviting his closest friends over for tastings, and he won.

I’m okay, mom.

He wasn’t certain when it had really started, this online business. Mina had actually made the first post, snapped the first photo. He hadn’t expected it to get a single comment.

It got hundreds. Then thousands.

People contacted him, wanting to know how they could make their own cakes look like that.

Kirishima obliged, of course. How could he not? He was going to bake anyway. Might as well help a few other amateur chefs while he was at it!

Mina helped him film. “I discovered you, so I’m your manager for life,” she’d say, with a wink. “Don’t forget about me when you make it big and become a world-famous baker, somewhere.”

World-famous, my ass, he always thought, whenever she’d suggest such a thing. He still made far too many mistakes, for that.

It was okay, most of the time. Many of the people who followed his little baking ‘show’ were more than understanding, and incredibly supportive. When he read their kind comments, it gave him a warm, fluttery kind of feeling—almost like one of his mother’s secure hugs.

There were always those few, though.

He was just getting off the rickety bus that stopped near his neighborhood when he saw it. He almost missed the last step on his way down, stumbling for a few paces as the telltale sound of a screen door sliding shut behind him signaled the bus’s departure.

However, Kirishima wasn’t paying attention to any of that. Instead, his eyes were glued to the screen of his phone, where he’d just called up his latest baking stream.

xxxx: ur cakes suck a**

He frowned down at the comment, checking the timestamp. So, it was just posted a few minutes ago.

Huh.

It was obviously a troll, no doubt about it. They didn’t even have a profile picture to go with the nondescript name. And usually, usually, Kirishima would just let comments like that slide right off his shoulders.

But he’d had a bad day. And it was funny, how something so small could pierce his heart sometimes, a sharp spear to the mighty dragon’s soft underbelly.

It was safe to say, making his way up the rusted-out stairwell to his college-budget apartment took a little more energy than usual. He jammed his key into the lock with punishing force, twisted.

The door swung upon under his palms, and the familiar scent of his home wafted toward him, riding along the sudden gust of warm air escaping. Kirishima was careful to shut the door quickly, before too much of the heat was let out. Breathed in the fruit-sweet smell from his kitchen, so if nothing else, the familiarity of it could ease his scattered mind.

His phone chimed, before he could get too relaxed. When he checked the message ID, though, he couldn’t help but smile.

alienqueen: ughhhhh I hate this asshole already

alienqueen: obviously, he’s never tasted 1 of kiri’s cakes

ducktapes: kiri’s cakes <3 ahhhh my heart

sparksmcgee: dude same, want me 2 get sweet vengeance?

As soon as Kirishima’s smile had appeared, it vanished. He frantically opened the chat, his thumbs too large to type with the speed he needed.

There was no way to tell if Denki was serious. And his friend could do it, too—every day, Kirishima thanked his lucky stars he was on the excitable hacker’s good side.

kiricakes: no need!! it’s just a troll, guys

kiricakes: super manly of you to think of me, though

sparksmcgee: ur too nice, fams

sparkmcgee: guess the troll lives… for now

ducktapes: TROLL IN THE DUNGEON! THERE’S A-

alienqueen: aksnfkasnof

kiricakes: lolllllll

Before long, he was able to lose himself in mindless chatter. The antics of his friends never failed to bring his spirits up. He plugged his phone into one of the few outlets in his crummy apartment, embedded into the wall just over the kitchen counter, so he could continue the conversation even as his battery started to wane.

The hours grew long, though, and time was scarce mid-week for exhausted, assignment-laden college kids. It wasn’t a surprise when Denki soon begged off on some coding or another that he had to re-run, or when Sero and Mina similarly slipped away (they were researching something together for Comparative Physiology, it was all very much over Kirishima’s head). In the end, he was left with only his thoughts, and an empty kitchen.

He locked his phone, and the screen went dark. He could see his reflection in it, baggy eyes and downturned lips. A shock of red hair, which had once been midnight-black.

Like his mother’s.

Kirishima turned his head. In the low light, his appliances gleamed from their shelves. Almost mocking, in a way.

“My cakes don’t suck,” he said, to no one. His grin stretched wide, and he could tell from the burn of it that he was showing far too many of his sharpened teeth. “I’ll prove it to you.”

He set his phone to record, and made another cake. It was triple-tiered, funfetti, because that was the batter mix he had on-hand. He watched the batter rise within his dented iron pans with all the patience of a general considering the battlements—or perhaps, a dragon considering its’ hoard.

Any spare buttercream was packed into a dispensary, silken and primed to hold his creation together. He spliced it evenly between his cakes with a practiced ease, layer after layer.

Then, the whipped frosting. It was a simple recipe, one of the first he’d learned. He worked the whipping cream within a chilled bowl, adding scoop upon scoop of powdered sugar until the mixture obediently began to rise, forming soft peaks.

He made several batches, and then added some orange food coloring to each.

Fuck it. I’m in an orange sort of mood.

His second favorite color, after red.

All that remained was assembly.

… throughout the process, he talked.

Kirishima didn’t typically make a habit of speaking while he baked. He certainly didn’t speak while he recorded, but this—this was a special occasion. Soon, he found himself opening up in front of the camera like never before. He spoke of his mother, briefly. Of his love of baking, and how much he didn’t want to lose that little piece of her he had left.

It was all he had left.

The whipped frosting went on like a dream for him, a smooth and even ombre that when he finished, reminded Kirishima just a bit of an orange sunset. It was soothing, and right, and exactly what he needed.

He didn’t think much of posting the video, largely unedited, to his public account. His was still a small corner of the internet, after all—a solitary baking channel in a sea of thousands. Maybe even millions. How many people would even see it, really?

“Oh, and by the way, can you guys stop saying my cakes look like shit?”

It was only one cake.

With great effort, Kirishima stumbled his way to his bedroom. He hadn’t realized how tired he was, how much all that time in the kitchen had taken out of him.

Before his head even hit the pillow, he was out.

He dreamed of his mother’s sweets, and orange.

***

sparksmcgee: dude wake up

sparksmcgee: wake uppppp

sparksmcgee: KIRI

sparksmcgee: KIRI U GOTTA SEE THIS

sparksmcgee: KIRIIIII

sparksmcgee: fine, ignore me, Mr. Internet Sensation

sparksmcgee: wait I was joking, I was joking!

sparksmcgee: I’ll call u! I’ll do it!!

sparksmcgee: damn it kiri

sparksmcgee: just watch the fuckin’ video

sparksmcgee: https://twitter.com/Simplemachines_/status/1297739774795509761

***

Kirishima groaned, slamming a fist down on top of the source of that incessant beeping. It was too early in the morning for such ear-splitting noise.

But what was done couldn’t be undone. He was awake now, for better or worse.

He cracked one eye open, squinting against the bright blue light of his phone screen. Still bleary-eyed, he scrolled through all of Denki’s messages (seriously, man?) and pressed a thumb over the hyperlink his friend sent. It was probably just some dumb meme—

Wait. Wait.

That was his cake video from last night. And… that wasn’t all.

Some blond guy with an angry face took up the other half of the split screen, but he wasn’t doing anything. He seemed to be waiting for something.

Kirishima blinked. A… reaction video…?

He heard himself begin to speak, to layer the buttercream. Internally, he cringed.

Well. In his defense, he had been having one of those days—

He almost dropped his phone when the blond guy yelled at the top of his lungs.

“WHO WAS MEAN TO YOU?!”

Huh? Was this guy speaking… in Kirishima’s defense?

“WHO SAID YOUR CAKES LOOK LIKE SHIT?! POINT ‘EM OUT!”

Slathering on his nice, ombre whipped frosting, now. The blond guy (who was kinda cute, actually, even with his angry face) continued to watch and listen with rapt attention, occasionally letting out another unholy screech.

The video progressed to the part where Kirishima had begun describing his day, and really, he could’ve kicked himself. It’d just been a math test. He’d been excited at the time, because he’d gotten his grade back and hadn’t completely failed it, but now, he wondered. Who would want to listen to such inane, boring—

“YES! I’M SO FUCKING PROUD OF YOU, SHITTY HAIR!”

Shitty hair? Inadvertently, he felt the hand that wasn’t currently occupied supporting his phone drift up toward his hairline. He knew he applied a lot of gel, spiked it up on purpose. Surely it didn’t look that bad.

But even with that last comment, the guy had said a lot of nice things. And how manly, to post such a wholesome reaction video, where all the world could see?

His phone beeped again as a message banner flashed across the top of the screen. He opened it with a flick of his finger.

It seemed this time, Denki had messaged in the group chat. He didn’t have long to wonder whether his other friends had seen the video, either, messages were fired at rapid speed.

sparksmcgee: did you see it?!?? I found the guy! Your dream man!

sparksmcgee: his name is **drumroll**

kiricakes: denki, no

ducktapes: denki, YES

sparksmcgee: BAKUGOU KATSUKI, HE’S FROM JAPAN

alienqueen: Kiri go get your mans!!

sparksmcgee: if you want I can also get his credit card

kiricakes: DENKI NO

Bakugou Katsuki. Huh.

As his friends continued to bicker amongst themselves, Kirishima stretched out his limbs. He let out a soft sigh when his shoulders popped, already considering what he would bake himself for breakfast.

Maybe he’d have a slice of orange funfetti. And perhaps as he did, his mind would drift to an angry fan.

One he hoped to meet, someday.

[kaitoujokerscans]

Showdown in the Dark Night! Joker vs Shadow CH8

<8> The Last Confrontation

Hachi gently elevated the Sky Joker into the skies, and beneath it came the loud rumble of an engine. It was the sound of Shadow's vehicle of choice, the Black Speeder. Riding on its seat and keeping her eyes on the road was Ai.

"Queen-san, hurry!" Ai turned back and shouted, in time for Queen to somersault and plop onto the back seat.

"Hurrying!" Queen yelled back, and the bike started. "Whoa there." Queen grabbed onto Ai's shoulders reflexively. Ai steered attentively, speeding down the garden paths at breakneck speed.

"Queen, Dark Eye. How are things going?"

"There are way too many cops! We just shook them off and we're getting out now!"

"True. Looks like that pair hasn't given up either."

"...!?" Queen looked over her shoulder to see the spinning police lights of several patrol cars coming up behind them. At their lead was the mini-patrol car carrying Ginko and Momo. The Devil Chaser was in her element.

"Stop right there, Phantom Thief Queen!"

"You aren't getting away!"

Ginko stepped harder on the gas. The car accelerated, closing the distance between it and the bike in front of it.

"Dark Eye, they're going to catch up!"

"I'll take care of it. We're going down the narrow paths." Ai rotated the handlebar and turned down a labyrinthine road. It was just barely wide enough for a car to pass through. So they wouldn't brush up against the hedges lining either side, she drove precisely without dropping speed.

But just then, a deafening engine sound came from behind. Looking back, they could see the two-seater car was pursuing them between the hedges with just as much precision.

"Stop right there--! It'll be another billion years before you can outrun the Devil Chaser!" The former pro racer's skilled driving closed the distance little by little. "Here I come, get ready! Power Winch!" Ginko smashed a button next to the wheel. The mini-patrol car's front trunk opened wide, and a crane arm with what looked like a giant hand on it popped out. The arm stretched out straight ahead and grabbed onto the back of the Black Speeder.

"!"

"Gotcha!" Using the wire as a tightrope, Momo ran towards them. "Your time's UPPPPP!" Momo took out her tonfa and turned a mechanism on the grips. A blade slid out of the ends of the tonfa.

"Dark Eye, keep driving!" Queen stood up atop the back seat and, keeping her balance, gripped her sword.

§§§

Oniyama looked out the window of the salon. Joker escaped again, just like he always does... Oniyama's gaze was still fixed on the ascending Sky Joker. Yet Oniyama had no means to chase after it. He had spent too much of the budget on arming the officers on the ground, and hadn't used any of it for aerial pursuit this time.

It's all over... Now I'll never chase after Joker again. I'll submit my resignation tomorrow. Oniyama's shoulders dropped, and his massive head leaned forward.

Hayami had exited from the salon into the hallway, and now observed the vast forest outside the window, his fists clenched. "...Joker pulled one over me again..." Hayami hated showing emotions in front of others. Deductions were about thinking objectively, detached from any emotion. Feelings were a detriment to streamlined deductions.

Stifle his emotions and corner the culprit... That was Hayami's modus operandi as a detective. However... back to back with Singapore, Joker had once again absconded. It was difficult to rein in his feelings of frustration.

While Hayami was trying to steady his mind, he heard the pattering of someone running over from the other end of the hallway. He turned around, only to stare dumbfounded. "Yer..."

The pattering stopped. In front of him stood Rose, panting.

§§§

The riotous exchange of steel continued. Queen's sword and the tonfa blades clanged and clashed above the precarious wire, sparking each time they met. They were already within each other's personal space. Now that it had become a close-range battle, when Momo spun her tonfa around, Queen could punch or kick back.

Even as the keen blows assailed her, Queen blocked the strikes on time and turned them aside. She had learned this redirection fighting style precisely so she could offset her own lack of physical strength.

"Not bad, Queen."

"I won't lose to a cop!"

Momo's punch grazed her nose. Queen leaned back to dodge, then pushed herself toward Momo in an attempted body-slam. But Momo grabbed her belt and threw her. "It's over!"

At that moment, Ai swerved. The wire shook from side to side, and Momo lost her balance.

"Ghh!"

Queen quickly tried to get back into stance, but Ginko was speeding up and making the wire slacken. Both of them jumped back onto their own vehicles.

"Thanks, Dark Eye."

"Queen-san, we'll be out of the forest soon."

"OK."

Behind them, Momo had landed on the mini-patrol car's roof and was talking with Ginko over the radio. "Crud, Phantom Thief Queen really measures up. She's tougher than I thought."

"Let me handle it, I'll turbo-boost and ram them!"

"Roger!" Momo braced her legs, just as Ginko pressed a button beside the wheel. The rear engine popped open, and a mechanism with rocket nozzles burst out.

"Nitro Turbo, on!" Ginko overrode the speed limiter and stomped on a pedal next to the accelerator. The engine's RPM rose with a vroom, and jets of flame spurted out of the nozzles. For a moment, the patrol car was off the road and in the air.

Immediately, it plunged towards the Black Speeder at extreme speeds. Momo gripped her tonfa. "Here I come, Queen!"

"I'm right here!" Queen held her sword out in front of her.

The moment Momo came close to Queen, they exited the forest, and Ai turned the handlebar. Up ahead was a cliff. Queen and Momo were thrown into the air, where they exchanged edged blow after blow. Neither one gave in, their blades clashing fiercely. But in terms of raw power, Momo had the advantage.

"ORYAAAAA!" Momo's tonfa weighed against and pushed Queen's sword aside.

"Ah!"

"You're mine!" Momo swung her tonfa down. Just as its blade was about to strike Queen's shoulder...

Claaang! The tonfa was stopped.

"What!?" It had been blocked by the gold hairpin Queen had plucked from her hair. "No way..."

"Gigigiih...!" Queen pushed the hairpin's tip back against the tonfa. It was in this position that the two of them landed on the cliffside. They tumbled, raising a cloud of dust, and came to a halt just barely before rolling over the side of the cliff.

"Queen-san!"

"Momo, are you okay!?"

Ai and Ginko stopped their vehicles and ran towards them. Panting heavily, Momo stood up. "...You used the hairpin..."

Then Queen slowly got up and held the hairpin out in front of her. The hairpin expanded and burst with a pop.

"Wha...!?" Momo and Ginko's eyes went wide.

"Huff, huff... There's no way I'd use treasure for that, is there? This was just the bait to lure you all away," Queen said and grinned.

§§§

Rose retrieved the golden hairpin from her bosom. When Queen was sent flying by Momo's surprise kick, she secretly made a fake hairpin out of Image Gum and handed the real one to Rose.

"That's..." Hayami looked up at Rose, dumbfounded.

"The hairpin my brother stole from here. I came to give it back. It's the least I can do to apologize..."

"......" After staring at the hairpin for a while, Hayami told her, "I can't take that."

"Shadow and Joker stole that from here. I haven't taken it back by my own means."

"But I stole it from my brother."

"......"

"You can't take it... because I'm a phantom thief?"

"......" Hayami spun his squeaky wheelchair over and looked out the window. Thanks to Joker, a section of the hanging garden was gone. It was like someone had taken a single bite out of the donut.

"...I had an feelin' ya might be a phantom thief the first time we met."

"Eh...?" Rose looked at Hayami in surprise.

"Or actually, I just got tha feelin' you might know Joker and Shadow. When we talked, ya seemed weirdly familiar with the pair of 'em."

"Unbelievable..." Rose breathed, shocked. "But... if you knew, then why did you have that conversation with me?"

"I thought I might be able ta draw out some tidbits about Joker or Shadow. But tha more I talked to ya, the less ya seemed like a bad person."

"......"

"Had I known ya had strange powers, I wouldn't have spilled my plan."

"So that's how you felt..." Rose clenched her fist and spoke. "...I'm sorry."

Then Hayami said with a smile, "Don't be, it was my slip-up. I didn't expect Shadow's sister'd have supernatural powers."

"......" Rose stayed silent and stared at her feet.

Hayami went on, as if he had just had a revelation. "So, yer his sister... that's what's made Shadow so earnest."

"Eh?"

"We talked about it in Singapore, din't we? What sets me and Shadow apart. Why's it that Shadow steals so heavy-handedly without thinking..."

"That's because... Oniichan isn't a great thinker..."

This was met with an empty ha ha ha of laughter from Hayami. "Ya might be right about that one. But still, it takes zeal and pluck to charge in without thinkin'. That pluck isn't for protectin' himself, but fer someone else's sake."

"Pluck for someone else's sake?"

"Right. I deduce fer my own sake and fight against Joker. Joker's after the treasure fer himself, too. But Shadow charges straight in ta get the treasure fer someone else's sake, without regards ta his own well-being..."

"...For someone else?"

"For you." Hayami turned around to look into Rose's eyes.

"......" Rose didn't speak, instead averting her gaze a little.

Seeing this, Hayami sighed a little. "Now, you should hurry up and scurry away. I'll let ya slip by this time," said Hayami, before wheeling his chair around so his back faced Rose.

"......" Rose spoke one disconnected phrase to Hayami's back. "...Thank you, Hayami-san."

"Sure..."

Then Rose mustered up her courage and said one more thing. "Um... Hayami-san, I wanted to see you one more time. So... I was happy that you talked to me..."

"Eh...?" Hayami turned around. But Rose was no longer there. A chilly breeze blew in from the open window. The golden hairpin lay conspicuously on the windowsill...

§§§

The garden suspended from the Sky Joker floated gently through the night sky. Eventually, the garden came over the ocean. On a moonless night like this, the sea breeze was crisp.

In the exact middle of the garden, heavy clouds hanging above, Joker observed the flora. Clearly, roses were the focal point of this garden. The many colors of roses bloomed just as lavishly in the night, and for a while they kept Joker's attention. Now this is a hanging garden...

The garden was a slightly curved, rounded shape, and near the outer edge of the arc lay a gazebo. The gazebo had a lovely roof, benches to sit on inside it, and was situated at the perfect spot for overlooking the garden. The manor owner himself probably sat on that bench to appreciate his garden. Which meant that Komachi's Gilded Chrysanthemum was visible from it. As soon as Joker shifted his gaze that way, he saw a silhouette above.

"Black Hole Big Bang!"

With a piercing scream, Shadow with umbrella in hand dropped down, and Joker jumped to the side. BANG! Shadow's umbrella stabbed into the ground, carving a stark crater in the flowerbeds. A flurry of rose petals scattered into the air. The flower petals fluttered about as if caught in a whirlwind and encircled Shadow.

"What's your deal, Shadow!"

"Fu fu fu, so this is where Komachi's Gilded Chrysanthemum is..."

"...You followed Hachi, didn't you. Be careful, what if the Gilded Chrysanthemum was there!?" Joker stuck a finger out at the fresh crater.

"Fu fu, then I'd deal with the consequences when they come. But right now, I'm choosing to deal with you first before the treasure!" Shadow pointed the tip of his umbrella at Joker. His eyes were filled with an earnest light.

"Say that again..."

"Get ready, Joker! Bloody Rain!" Shadow fired a beam.

"...!" Joker couldn't dodge. If he did, it would hit the flowers...!

"Guh...!" Joker took out a card from his breast pocket and held it before the beam. Immediately before it hit, he let go of the card and got away. The beam struck Joker's card and exploded.

"...!" The blast wind battered Joker. Luckily, the flowers seemed to be safe. But Shadow's offense continued without a moment's rest. Each time Shadow changed direction and fired, Joker took out a card to intercept it. Miniature explosions dotted the garden, as Joker darted around at superhuman speeds to protect the flowers from Shadow's beams.

"Pesky..." Shadow lowered his umbrella for a moment. Thanks to Joker's efforts, the flowers were mostly unscathed.

"Huff... huff..." Joker panted as he took out another card. Just a little longer... In just a few minutes, Komachi's Gilded Chrysanthemum will open its petals. But do I have enough stamina to last...?

"Shadow!" Joker shouted. "Is Rose still mad?" he asked Shadow, stalling for time.

"...Why does it matter to you?"

"Well... she seemed pretty angry in Singapore. She wasn't with you today, right?"

"It's none of your business..." Vexed, Shadow avoided eye contact.

Once he did, Joker grinned mischievously. "Hmm~ And here I was under the impression that you were after Komachi's Gilded Chrysanthemum to get back on Rose's good side."

"Wha...!" Shadow quickly turned away from Joker.

"Guess I was right. That reminds me, Rose used to like taking pictures, didn't she. Were you trying to get her a rare flower to photograph?"

"T-That's not what I was doing!"

"Then what were you doing?"

"......" Shadow clammed up for a moment. Then he spoke quietly. "...She's been dreaming."

"Dreaming?"

"I've been hearing restless noises from Rose's room as of late..."

"......"

"Rose was asleep for years on end. She might be having nightmares because of it. Like ones about the past..."

"......" Joker listened with respect. On occasion, Joker too would recall the time when Rose and Shadow's village was attacked. Those memories had most certainly not faded for Rose. They were a scar in her heart that would never heal.

"...So you thought that Rose might sleep well if she could sniff the Gilded Chrysanthemum, which has powerful soporific properties?"

"......" Shadow didn't answer. After that, he gave Joker a glare, flapped his cape, and made a high jump backwards. He landed on the roof of the gazebo and looked down on Joker. "But there's no need for me to do that now. I only have one goal now! To paint over the light, as your shadow!" Shadow raised his umbrella and shouted at Joker.

"......" Joker looked up at Shadow and readied more cards from his pocket. The pair maintained eye contact, not budging--

Just then, Hachi's voice came from his phone. "Joker-san, it's time for it to bloom!"

"......" Joker didn't respond. He wouldn't shift his gaze to the garden, instead keeping his eyes on Shadow. At his current position, Shadow could see the entire garden. Which meant that Shadow would be able to see Komachi's Gilded Chrysanthemum bloom. He would aim there, no doubt about it... In which case...!

A gust of wind blew between the two. Joker and Shadow moved simultaneously. Joker charged toward a corner of the garden. Shadow jumped towards the same place. Where they headed, a single small flower was blossoming. Its dainty, bright-yellow petals layered tier by tier, arraying themselves into a brilliant corolla. It was truly worthy of the name Komachi's Gilded Chrysanthemum.

Shadow held his umbrella straight out in front of him and fell towards the Gilded Chrysanthemum. Joker got there a step ahead of him and held up a card against Shadow.

"Joker! Your weakness is that you're too scrupulous!! You can't dodge an attack if it means it'll hit treasure instead! Here I come! Black Hole Big Bang Special!" Shadow whirled his jet black umbrella and accelerated. It looked as if an obsidian meteorite was crashing down.

"Ghh...! Shooting Star!" Joker shone his cards at Shadow. The instant the approaching shadow collided with the cards' light, both of them were hit by a heavy impact and blown back.

"Gwaaaah!"

"Ooof!"

Joker and Shadow crashed against the garden ground. It was about then that Rose reached the garden, flying up from the surface. She landed on the other side of the garden, looked around, and spotted the two of them lying down.

"Oniichan! Joker!" Rose ran over to them, just as Shadow got to his elbows and was unsteadily trying to stand.

"Gh...!" Shadow got upright and looked over at the Gilded Chrysanthemum. The small flower was withering away. "......"

Shadow grinned. "Ha ha ha! I did it! I destroyed your damned treasure!" Shadow's cold laughter echoed in the darkness of night.

"Oniichan..."

"Protecting the treasure became your undoing. Thanks to that, I could find exactly where the treasure was and strike! That's your weakness!"

Rose looked over to Joker, who was slowly getting up with a groan. "My weakness...?"

"Yeah, you heard me!"

"True, I do prioritize treasure. But you have a weakness too," Joker said with a grin. The devilish smile unsettled Shadow.

"W-What? My weakness?"

"Yeah, you heard me!" Joker suddenly snapped his fingers. When he did, flowers all over the garden began to bloom in response to the snap. All of the flowers, just like the small flower before, were brilliant yellow chrysanthemums.

"W-What is this...!?"

"Neither of us have ever seen the real Komachi's Gilded Chrysanthemum before. So I took advantage of that. What you just destroyed was a fake I made."

"But when did you make this many fakes..." Then Shadow realized. "You didn't...!"

"Yeah, it was when you attacked me just earlier. Shadow, I took advantage of your weakness."

"...You what...?" Shadow gritted his teeth and glared at Joker.

"Your weakness... is that you're too earnest. When you go on the offensive, you get too fired up to notice anything else. Let alone treasure, you stop seeing what tricks are being set up. I took that opportunity to set up a whole bunch." While Joker was running around the garden dodging Shadow's beams, he had set up his own tricks. "You won't be able to win against me by sheer desire alone. That said, I can't hate that weakness."

"Ghh... Then where's the real Gilded Chrysanthemum..."

"Over there." Joker pointed to a small flower near the gazebo. It barely stood out more than a weed, a modest chrysanthemum with pale yellow petals.

"That's the Gilded Chrysanthemum..."

"Yep. That's the only flower that bloomed at the right time." But the Gilded Chrysanthemum was already losing its petals and drooping. "Looks like the moon's out now..." Joker looked up to where the clouds had dispersed just enough to reveal the moon behind them. Komachi's Gilded Chrysanthemum only bloomed in the darkness of night... The flower only blossomed for a brief time, and now it had met its fleeting end.

"Heh, still looks like you didn't get the treasure either!" Shadow mocked.

"Heheheh~ you sure?" Joker stepped close to the Gilded Chrysanthemum and picked up something that looked like a ping-pong ball. "When the flower bloomed, I threw some Image Gum its way and captured just its fragrance. Though I didn't have enough time, so I only managed three of them~" Joker then aimed one of the ping-pong balls.

"W-What are you trying to do!"

"This♪" Joker flicked the ping-pong ball with his finger. The ball burst with a pop right under Shadow's nose, releasing the fragrance.

"Y-You... 're... snzz... zzz... zzz..." Shadow's eyes immediately shut as he fell down with a thud, starting to snooze gently.

"And that's a wrap."

"Oniichan!" Rose ran over to Shadow. Shadow was snoring quietly, a peaceful look on his face.

"Rose," Joker addressed her, staring up into the sky.

"Yes?"

"Tell Shadow something. 'It was more fun than I expected.'"

"...That'll make him mad again."

"Hee hee hee, that's my intent." Joker looked over at Rose and beamed. It was a smile brighter than the moonlight itself.

[r3b3lgrrrrrrrl]

A LunaTic and her Gunn (Part 29)

"Hades&Persephone"

@lovemythsworld

@creatureofthen1ght-v3

"Kitten.... Kitten" Colson gently wakes Luna.

"Nooooo...." She whines "I just wanna sleep." She starts to pout.

"I know, Kitten" he coaxes her gently. "Here." He puts her sunglasses in her hand.

"You're a wise man..." She continues to whine.

"Thank you. Here, sit up, I have water for you too." He puts the bottle in her hands.

She does what he says, begrudgingly. "Why am I uppppp" she whines again, after sipping the water, throwing herself back onto the bed. "AHHHHH!!" She yells out. Grabbing her shoulder.

"That's why. I got The Doc downstairs, he needs to check you out." He's trying to get her out of bed.

"Steph checked meeeee..." She argues.

"Did Steph give you antibiotics?" He asks firmly.

"No." She says quietly.

"C'mon then, Kitten." He's afraid to man-handle her because of her shoulder so he just scoops her up. Carrying her down the stairs in a white T and black panties. Luna doesn't even give a fuck.

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Ashley's in the kitchen with The Dr as Colson carries Luna in, sunglasses and all. Ashley laughs loudly. "THIS Bitch." She says to Colson.

He sets Luna down. "I know." He says shaking his head and laughing. "It's the only way I could get her out of bed."

"Drink this." Ashley sets a large glass of seltzer and lemon beside her friend.

The Dr is setting things up moving around Luna.

"You're AMAZING..." Luna moans taking a large drink.

"I know..." Says Ashley with sass.

The Dr finally speaks "Ok, Miss Smith. Let's take a look, you mind taking your shirt off for me?"

She looks at Ashley. "I don't have a bra." She says flatly. Ashley snaps her fingers, pulling an unwilling Luna off the table into the hall. Where she magically produces a black sports bra. "You are amazing."

"I told you, I KNOW." Both girls laugh.

Luna changes and gets back on the table. As The Dr looks at her wound, Colson stares at her barely clothed body, feeling his dick grow. He doesn't want to look at her shoulder. It makes him think of Jackson and all that does is piss him off.

The Dr confirms it was a through and through but continues to tell Luna that she's lucky it didn't hit the brachial artery or plexus. Trying not to roll her eyes, she's pissed about all the probable damage to her tattoos. He writes her a script for 2 antibiotics and 30s. She thanks him for his time and discretion. As Colson walks him to the door, Luna whispers "What the fuck??" To Ashley as she lays back on kitchen table. Wincing when the wound hits it.

"Seeee..." Laughs Ashley. "Stop acting like an Asshole." She sits at the table over top of Luna. "YOU'RE really fucking lucky Jax was there." She says looking down at her.

"I was really fucking lucky he gave me a gun." She snaps back. Instantly sorry.

"I don't give a fuck HOW you were lucky. YOU WERE FUCKING LUCKY. I know you're gonna do what you do, Loons, but you gotta be more careful. I get this whole deportation thing and that the kid lost a dad but I'm sure the mom would agree, that you dying to save some stuffed animal, would fuck the kid up more than losing it."

"I know....." Luna sighs. "I'll be more careful, MOM." She says with a smile.

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"FUCKING GET HER, ASH!" Colson thinks hearing the girls after he lets The Dr out.

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Colson strolls back into the kitchen. Leans over Luna and kisses her. "Wanna do something fun tonight?" He asks.

"Not really, but you know." She shrugs one shoulder, still laying on the table.

"Pete's playing a show in Burbank. I lost a bet to him and I have to do a minute set."

"On stage?" Ashley asks.

"Yeah, Dude." Colson grins.

"Dom and I are THERE, Kells!" She exclaims.

"Greeeeat..." Colson looks at her and they both laugh.

Luna's still laying on the table. "What bet did you lose?" She asks Colson.

"That I couldn't keep my shirt on at his birthday party last year." He laughs.

"Waaait.... You were at his 29th? I was there too. I wonder why we didn't meet then." She says sitting up. She and Colson look at each other inquisitivly.

Ashley breaks their thoughts "Because you were only there for like a minute, Loons. You literally popped in to give him his gift and birthday love. Remember?

"Oh, yeeahhh..." Luna drifts off, thinking back to that night.

"So, wanna go, Kitten?" Colson asks her.

"Uh, yeah, Bunny. Of course. Ash, you're coming?" She asks.

"Mhm." She nods her head.

"What time's the show?" She asks Colson.

"I gotta be there by 930P."

"You guys wanna do dinner? I've been wanting to hit Toca Madera..." Luna asks.

"Yaaaaas Girl!!! Mexican all day!" Ashley hoots. Luna looks up at Colson who nods in agreeance.

"Alright, I'll pack a bag and shower at your house?" She asks Colson pulling the white T back on.

"Yup." Colson agrees, sad to watch her body disappear.

"Ashhhh...? Do me a favor, please?"

"What, Buddy?"

"If I run a load, will you throw my clothes in the dryer after?"

"No prob." Ashley agrees as Luna heads towards the stairs.

Colson leans into Luna's ear, following her up them "Mexican, hunh? I guess that means no butt sex tonight?" Poking her in the ass with his finger.

"Get the fuck away from me, You Weirdo!" She shrieks, laughing while running up the steps. "We don't do butt stuff!!" She shouts over her shoulder, making him laugh.

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Back in her room Luna dumps her leather travel bag all over the floor as Colson lights a joint. She makes a pile of clothes she wants to wash. He passes her the joint. Finding new to restock her bag, she comes across her leather. There's a solid hole through the left side. Luna passes back the joint and digs through a make-up bag, pulling out a bunch of safety pins. A few minutes later she displays it. "Fixed." She laughs as she continues to pack. Colson smiles lightly, hating the jacket now and how that hole almost took Luna from him.

"She loves that fucking jacket. She's never gonna give it up." He thinks sighing to himself.

Once back from starting a load of laundry, Luna slips on a pair of cutoffs. "You ready?" She asks Colson. He nods grabbing her bag. As they head out the door Colson shouts to Ashley " WE OUT!!"

"See yous for dinner!" She calls back from somewhere in the house.

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Heading back to Colson's Luna asks about the goldfish. "Oh fuck!! I forgot all about them!!" He exclaims.

"Can we stop and grab a bowl and shit in case they are alive? She asks him.

"Anything you want, Kitten." He takes her hand and kisses it. Before stopping off at a Target.

They are Assholes in Target. He carries her around piggy back style through out the store, tries to buy all the Betas for fighting. She says No so he attacks her with bouncy balls at her legs. As Luna's paying, she loses him for a second before he comes running passed her, screaming with his tongue out. They are not allowed in that Target anymore.

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Still laughing about Target when they walk in they're greeted by a surprisingly quiet house and only 1 dead fish. "That's us." Colson nods at the fish. "Hades and Persephone. Can't kill The Devil and His Bride." He scoops up a laughing Luna, kissing her deeply.

"You do know how fucked up that myth is, don't you?" She asks, still laughing.

"Nope. I don't know and I don't care." He states.

"Hades and Persephone it is..." She laughs throwing her hands up. She sets the fish bowl up in the middle of the kitchen island.

"We have pets." He says kissing her on the head.

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Upstairs Colson throws himself on the bed after dropping Luna's bag. Coming in after him, she can't help but jump on him. "Come're Haaaaadesssss..." She teases from above him, littering his face and neck with kisses. He sits up, she pulls his shirt off as he carefully goes for hers, terrified of hurting her. She sees his worry, taking off her shirt and sports bra herself to his relief. She stands up on the bed letting him unbutton and pull off her shorts and panties. He stares up at her naked body before pulling her down onto his face. Licking and lapping her every fold making her twitch and giggle.

"FUCKING PEACHES." He loves the way she tastes.

He hits her spots making her buck. "Bunnnnyyy!!!" She calls out, cumming all over his face as he holds her steady by the waist. Lifting her up off of him, he moves behind her, grabs her hips, setting her on all fours.

As he slides into her, he groans "GOD, YOU FEEL SO FUCKING GOOD, KITTEN."

"Mmmm you like that, Bunny?" She coos. "You like fucking me from behind?"

He's fucking her harder and faster with her words

"I do." He pants out. She's close and can tell he's right with her. She starts slamming against him hard making him moan. Pushing harder and harder she begs "Who's pussy is it, Hm? Who owns this fucking pussy, Bunny?" She moans as she cums.

"I DOOOOOO!!!" He shouts bursting inside of her.

"Yeah, you do." She giggles easing herself down on the bed. He makes sure his face isn't on her shoulder as he kisses her back. Taking their time and laying inside of her, he loves that they have little rituals like this.

She looks at her watch, it's 530P. They have dinner reservations at 7p. She tells him they should shower and he agrees.

They do it again in the shower because how can they be naked together and NOT?

Luna throws on a black long sleeve cotton shirt, black leather pants and her black Red Bottoms. She's has a fire engine red lip to match, jewelry piled on.

They leave a still empty house to head to dinner.

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Luna rest her feet in Colson's lap as they smoke a joint on the way to grab Ashley and Dom. They figured they'd all ride together to Toca Madera, then Flappers. Both couples hold hands walking in, easily being sat. "Try not to beat anyone up in here." Colson whispers into her ear heading to their table.

"No promises." She smirks back before sitting down.

Dinners delicious. Their margaritas and fish tacos are to die for. Conversation is fun and engaging as always with the 4 of them. Colson and Dom are talking about their video. They're thinking about doing an open call in the next couple days. Ashley and Luna encourage them, both agreeing it's a gnarly idea. Luna and Ashley have enjoyed watching the guys collaborate. That's when it hits Ashley "We should fucking collab!!" She exclaims excitedly. "I don't know why we never thought of it before!!"

"RIGHT!!!" Shouts Luna in disbelief. "FUCKING RIOT GRL ANTHEM!!!" She's still shouting.

"YEEEEESSSSS!!!!" Oozes Ashley as they high five each other. The guys watch them in amusement as the girls chatter excitedly. Luna already pulling her notebook out.

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Leaving Toca Madera is pure hell. Someone must have called the paparazzi alerting them to Ashley. Seeing the 4 of them together is just extra cash on their film.

"Halsey!! Halsey!!" One shouts.

"Yungblud! Over here!!" Shouts another. They push through the cameras with their heads down.

"MGK!!! MGK!!" They shout for Colson. Luna's tucked under Colson's arm, wound side in, head down as Colson pushes them through. As he opens the door for her, she looks up. That does it. She hears it as he shuts her door.

"IS THAT, THAT BROOKLYN BITCH!??? MGK!! MGK!! ARE YOU GUYS TOGETHER??" Luna leans over to push open his door for him, Colson slides into the driver's seat of his Benz. Sticking his tongue out and giving The Paps the middle finger as they pull off.

"Holy fucking shit balls!" Luna sighs, lighting a joint.

"I know." The other 3 say in unison.

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To be continued.....

[pocminiseries]

Body Smile

PLEASURE.

Chapter 2.

"Liyahhhh!....Wake uppppp!....Sleeping beautyyyy!.....Girl, wake the hell up!"

Hazel's unnecessary hard slap to Aliyah's backside jolted her awake from the stinging pain interrupting her sleep. With heavy eyelids and a throbbing headache greeting her as she blinked her eyes rapidly, attempting to adjust to her brightly lit room. Groaningly lowly, Aliyah slowly sat up, rubbing her temples, her mind just as foggy as her eyesight was.

"Why are you here so early?" She managed to croak out, her throat dry and scratchy.

Hazel made a face, shaking her head as she handed Aliyah a glass of water and two pills. "Early? It's 12:27 in the afternoon Liyah."

Quickly taking the pills and downing the water, Aliyah glanced at the clock on her nightstand more confused than ever. "Huh?" Her eyes moved back and forth, trying to understand what happened.

She had never really slept this late before but then again, she also has never drunk so much to where she barely remembered what happened the night before either. This was the first time going past her limit. And she was regretting it as she went to stand on her two wobbly legs.

The fuck did she consume last night?

Hazel smirked at the sight of Aliyah standing in front of her in nothing but her underwear before shaking her head, pushing her perverted thoughts aside. "You had us worried last night. We searched for you throughout the mansion, until we found you knocked the hell out on the couch inside his dad's office."

Aliyah vaguely recalled entering the office but everything after refused to play out in her mind.

With Hazel following right behind her into the bathroom, Aliyah brushed her teeth in an attempt to get rid of the weird taste in her mouth. "What?" She asked as she ran a hot towel across her face, glancing at Hazel's smirking reflection in the mirror.

"You weren't alone."

Hearing this, Aliyah paused, turning to look at Hazel confused. "What do you mean I wasn't alone?" She didn't remember entering the office with anyone else. The sole purpose of her even entering the office, to begin with, was for some peace and quiet.

Hazel chuckled, finding it amusing how Aliyah could forget being wrapped around her "Ace" like her life depended on it. "You remember that camboy I was telling you about the other night?"

Aliyah whipped around, staring at Hazel with wide eyes. Did she remember? How the hell could she forget?... Technically she did but that's not the point.

"Y-you knew?" She stuttered, the sneaky look on Hazel's face giving her the answer. "You did that shit on purpose?"

Shrugging her shoulders, Hazel eyed her nails casually. "Yes. Once Tori told me he reminded her of someone and showed me what ChimChim looked like, I knew exactly who he was." She was surprised herself seeing the boy who had her bestie so in love back then, beating his dick for the world to see.

Not like she was complaining but it was so unlike the boy that they all had once known. Back then Kaiden was always reserved, and not so...freaky.

"And I was with him last night?"

Hazel nodded her head, running her fingers across Aliyah's neck. "He even left his mark on you."

Eyebrows furrowing, Aliyah faced her mirror to see a red spot on her neck causing her to gasp. It was as if at that moment, last nights events came rushing back into her memory making her skin heat up at the thought of him. It had almost felt like some sort of dream. Her Ace had returned and once again left her hot and bothered.

She could feel the warmness of her cheeks as she remembered the way he touched her. It wasn't his usual touch either. Kaiden was always respectful and cautious with his approach towards Aliyah, with the exception of two times in particualr...but even then he promised it was unintentional which she believed.

"He may have changed but clearly he still has feelings for you. I'm positive it was the only reason he even showed up when I had sent him the invite." Hazel revealed, knowing that she had basically bribed him with the promise that Aliyah would be at the party last night. "He was the one that carried you back to your place because I wasn't about to do it."

Aliyah rolled her eyes, brushing past Hazel to grab some clothes. She could still smell the essence of the weed that was being smoked last night on her skin.

"I can't believe that he's back," Aliyah whispered to herself. She was so sure that she would probably never cross paths with him again. Thinking it would be the one promise that he'd break because Kaiden has always kept his word whenever he promised her anything.

It was one of the many reasons why she fell in love with him.

"He said that he'll be stopping by again later, that you two needed to talk."

Now that made her nervous. It wasn't as if she didn't want to see him because she honestly did. However, she was in Kaiden's presence last night for a short period of time and she was ready to bust it wide open for the man and she wasn't quite sure how to feel about that.

Even now just that thought of him made her pussy ache. It was insane.

"Where are you going?" Aliyah questioned, watching Hazel gather her keys and walk towards her front door.

"To hang out with Gray. You know everyone is about to go their own way once graduation is over and I'm trying to spend as much time with him before he sets off to New York." She explained as a sad look crossed her face.

"He's the reason why you're walking so funny right now huh?" Aliyah grinned, already knowing the answer. The embarrassed look on Hazel's face making it no better. Hazel and Gray have been a "thing" since their sophomore year but never actually made it official. They were so much alike which is why they constantly bumped heads over certain things, not to mention how both of their names literally being colors.

It was fascinating.

"Shut up. You can experience the same if you'd let Kaiden fu-"

"Bye!" Aliyah shouted, quickly cutting Hazel off, opening the door for her.

Hazel laughed loudly, stepping out into the hallway. "You were already halfway there last night and you know it."

"Whatever Haze," Aliya replied with the flick of her hand. "Text me later."

"Of course. And please do something that I would." Hazel threw over her shoulder, scurrying towards the elevators denying Aliyah the chance to say something back.

Shaking her head, Aliyah closed and locked the door, resting her back against it. Her headache was slowly disappearing and she could see more clearly than she did only moments ago. She still couldn't wrap her mind around the fact that he was back. He was so different yet the same in a few ways.

He still spoke softly towards her but his words had gotten more bold, and sexual, just like his touches. The kiss they had shared was intimate, much like the one they had on the night before he had left. Yet the way he looked at her was different. His eyes showed her something that she wasn't used too.

Running her hands down her face, she pushed away from the door and grabbed what she needed for a shower, contemplating how she was going to busy herself until Kaiden showed up at her door.

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It was 9:30 P.M when she had heard it.

Light knocks on her apartment door.

At first, she had ignored it, thinking it was nothing until she heard it again.

This time, the knocks a little louder.

She slowly climbed off her couch, taking small steps towards the door, her heart beating rapidly inside her chest.

She knew exactly who it was.

"Open the door Beauty." He commanded softly from the other side.

Standing on her tippy toes, she looked through the peephole to see him glance up as soon as her eyes landed on his. Tucking her bottom lip into her mouth she stepped back, unlocking her door, slowly pulling it open.

"Kaiden." She greeted shyly, trying her best to avoid any eye contact. Now completely sober, she found herself much more nervous than the previous night.

Kaiden rolled his eyes, not liking how she wasn't calling what she always has. A name that he would always prefer her to call him....with the exception of a few others.

"Call me by the name you have given me Beauty. You know better." He told her as his eyes looked her over, truly taking in how much she has grown up. Her hair had gotten longer, her hips a little wider and her thighs thicker. He could tell with her face alone how much she has matured, still remaining as beautiful as ever.

She closed her eyes for a second, nodding her head. "I'm sorry. You know Ace isn't a name I've used in a while." She lied slightly. His name has slipped past her lips on a few occasions before and not just in conversations either.

Kaiden raised his eyebrow at this. "That'll change soon."

Smirking at that, Aliyah stepped to the side, allowing him to come in. "What took you so long to come back Ace?" She blurted out as she closed the door once he was inside.

Kaiden gave her a look, surprised that she asked him so soon. "A lot of things honestly. My family needed me to stay longer than I assumed they would." He said truthfully. It was the cause of him leaving back to Korea in the first place.

"And you couldn't have contacted me?"

"I did contact yo-"

"For a year Ace, a year. Then you just disappeared on me." Swiftly cutting him off and the excuse he was attempting to use.

Licking his lips, Kaiden took a step forward sensing how upset she was getting. "I'm not making excuses for what I did Beauty. I promise it was never my intention to leave you for so long."

Making a face, Aliyah walked past him and plopped down on her couch. Why was she still so bothered? She shouldn't be feeling some type of way when all these years have gone by, yet she was.

She had missed him.

But even with her emotions all over the place, she hated herself for wanting nothing more than to feel his tongue between her thighs right now like he wanted too last night.

"What?"

"Huh?" Aliyah questioned as she looked at him confused.

Kaiden chuckled as he stepped in front of her, pulling her up by the hands. "You have no idea what just said do you?"

Aliyah blinked at him, thinking over her words, not seeing what he was talking about until realization had hit her a second later. She opened her mouth to protest that what he heard was false but the look he was giving her, shut her up quick.

"Is that what you want?" He whispered, brushing his lips against hers while his hands slightly slid into the top of her shorts.

"I-I don't think that's a good idea Ace." She stuttered.

His darkened eyes squinted at her accusingly. "I won't do anything unless you want me to." He remarked, watching her facial expressions change. The last thing he wants is for her to be when around him was scared. She always had a choice when it came to him. If this wasn't what she wanted then he would respect it. But he was hoping that she would grant him what he's been craving to do.

Thinking over her options, she saw no point in really denying the obvious. She went to fix her mouth to speak only to have a moan replace her words instead.

Kaiden's hand slip past her slick folds and played with her clit, finding it slightly amusing at how easily aroused she gets. It was no different from back then when he would purposely do things to her just to see what would happen. Even now, her pussy still remained the wettest he's felt, and he's been with enough women to know it to be true.

The soft "ok" she whispered was enough for him to kneel in front of her, placing kisses down her stomach as his hands working slowly to pull down her boy shorts.

"Get on the couch." He ordered her softly. "No....open your legs, I want to see everything."

Realizing what he meant, Aliyah complied, slowly opening her legs wider, still feeling nervous as hell at what she was doing. Kaiden sucked his teeth, his eyes focused intently on her pussy as he reached out moving her legs further apart for better access. He almost groaned at the sight.

Her pussy was so pretty and wet for him.

Aliyah watched him settle between her legs, eyes widening, mouth dropping open in shock when he leaned forward and blew at her sex. She moaned lowly, her body spasmed with surprised pleasure. He teased her, allowing the tip of his tongue to lightly flick over her swollen clit.

"Are you ready?" He questioned, looking up at her. She shook her head no because she honestly didn't think that she was ready. Kaiden chuckled, pulling her folds apart, giving him full access before he gave her one long lick. Taking his time to flick his tongue rapidly across her clit, sending waves of pleasure through Aliyah's already trembling body.

Aliyah moaned lowly, her mouth slightly opened as her eyes shut.

She withered at his ability to move his tongue in a way that left her speechless. Even when she reached a hand down and ran her fingers through his hair to push him away, he continued to suck and lick up her juices all while holding her in place. His pace never staying the same.

"Beauty...." He called out, placing a kiss at her entrance, teasing at it with the tip of his tongue.

Opening her eyes, she hummed in response loving the way he looked between her legs. She watched as he trailed his tongue back up her stomach while his hands pushed up her shirt, exposing her braless chest.

"Did you miss me?" He questioned, taking one of his hands to softly grab at one of her breasts before he attached his mouth over her nipple, tugging and pulling at it lightly. Her soft whimpers filled his ears but he wanted more. So Kaiden decided to tease and rub her throbbing clit, her wetness coating his fingers.

"Answer me." He said, pushing one finger into her, then another. Her slick walls clenched tightly around his digits.

"Yes!" She cried out, letting her hands grip the back of the couch.

"Tell me you missed me." He ordered moving his fingers at a slow pace, teasing the tip of his fingers across an area that made her legs shake. She moaned loudly when he started to give attention to her other breast, sucking on the hardened nipple harshly.

"I mis-....ohhhh shit!" She grunted as his fingers began to speed up. She loved the mixture of pain and pleasure, the amount of pressure developing in her stomach becoming too much. She was close and he knew it.

Kaiden's lust-filled gaze landed on her, not satisfied with her answer. "Tell me again baby." He moaned, leaning up to suck at her neck. The noise making her walls squeeze around his fingers.

Aliyah let out a squeal as her head fell back when his thumb rubbed at her pearl, his fingers moving in a "come hither" movement. "Fuck Ace! I missed you. Ohhhhh, I missed you so much,"

"Are you going to cum me for me, baby?" He teased, a sly smirk on his face as he placed a kiss on her lips, watching her starting to come undone. All aliyah could do was nodded her head while she moaned out his name.

Kaiden quickly moved away and leveled his head with her pussy once more. "Cum all over my tongue Beauty." He demanded, letting his wet muscle move skilfully across her clit all while his fingers thrust faster inside her.

Aliyah's low chants of "I'm gonna cum" filled the air from Kaidens ridiculous ministrations. In a matter of seconds, she found herself releasing hard, her hands gripping at the back of his head. But Kaiden refused to let up, almost causing her to cum again until she forcefully had to push him away, closing her legs back.

Aliyah laid back against the couch breathing loudly, shaking her head at Kaiden's face. The smile he displayed showing her proud he was from leaving her in such a reck state. Simply by using his tongue and hands.

Her eyes grew wide when his hands gripped at her thighs, pushing her legs apart. "Be a good girl for me Beauty and let me clean up the mess I made."

[oftherainn]

A Surprise Talent? [November 7, 2020]

IN PROGRESS

- the day before Rue’s bday -

Rainn sits cross legged on the ground on the cool ass rug he had always kind of dug, and Ai totally dug, a small strike of amusement moving through him as she moves her little claws into the rug as the low purr eminates from her, causing a brief little smile to flit along his lips that only twitches upwards as he hears the Kitty! Come in from Zin, a small, but warm, chuckle moving from him as she tries to pet the kitty through the screen, even doing the little grabby hands, aw, causing him to pause the mockup of the birthday drawing he was doing for Jess as part of a little something for Rue, setting the pad and paper down as he gently scoops up Ai, uppppp you go, hearing the purr get louder, awww fuck, the corner of his lips twitching up a bit again, moving to take her little paw and get her to “wave” at the screen, the eruption of Kitty! Kitty! And the warm bubbly laughter about to make him do a full smile...in his own dojo...until his attention moves towards the new thing that Zin was pointing out—Moosic! Moosic! Kinda sorta internally being like...what, at first, what Moosic? Before...oh, it registers as he sees the...guitar lingering in the background, aha...ha...his face reddening just a little bit at that, as he feels the...dunno...anxious little bit embarrassment move through him at the whole...yeah...running his hands through his hair as Zin asks him to play a song...oh god...aha...ha...knowing he was still probably horrible...he was rusty as shit, after all, only just getting back into playing since...like...since he used to play with Benjie and Mars...the name still kind of...giving him that...hoo boy of white hot guilt in the pit of his stomach as he...takes a breath to center himself and...focus on the Now...the Now, nothing could be done about That any more but he could be Present Now for the people important to him, repeating that in the background of his mind as he looks at Zin’s bubbly happy face and just how much...joy the whole idea of getting played a song gave her and...even if he was rusty...shitty even at playing...it was Irrational to like...think that Jess and Zin would hate him for it? Or whatever...he reminds himself even as he still feels the !!! In the back of his mind that was maybe becoming more like a...!!...or even a...!...With the deep breaths and like...trying to step back away from it...center and reorient, be Present, he thinks to himself as he goes to get the guitar, still continuing the soft, deep breaths as he does so, continuing the Reminders on repeat through his brain even as he feels his heart still beating a bit fast, his body not totally catching up to what his brain was doing but it...slowing down from the initial wave of !!!...Yeah, moving to give Zin a little smile and a thumbs up as he places his fingers over the strings, “Just started practicing so...go easy on me,” he says with a little light laugh, before...focusing in on the song that he had been learning, a little..flush of that kinda..mhm soft warmth moving into him as he starts playing Banana Pancakes, his voice lowly coming in, he was no Jack Johnson or anything...no shit...but whatever, just kinda...leaving that thought as is as the song takes more of his Focus, just...going with it, a tiny strike of a smile crossing his lips as he hears the happy noises bubble out of Zin, aw shit, a tiny, toothy peek coming out of his smile before he...has to stop, kind of losing the trail of What Came Next in his mind’s eye, he hadn’t practiced That Far That Much yet...just a slow day by day thing to kind of...try again, it was important just to...Try, he reminds himself as he improvs a little ending chord to carry it out, moving to...laugh it off a little bit, as he runs his fingers through his hair, aha..ha... “I’ll play it better when I work on it More, promise, Zin, but hopefully that’s okay...Moosic for now...” He says to her, feeling that little swirl of nervous embarrassment but also kind of a...Pride? Pride. Yeah, pride, it was Okay to feel that, you are not Wrong for feeling that, you Did Something, and...yeah.