#shuji hanma x you

[haitani-maki]

✧ Hᴀɴᴍᴀ Sʜᴜᴊɪ

MDNI +18

Just a few things I thought about him

English is not my first language

✧bf!hanma likes it when you call him Shuji

✧bf!hanma loves it when you get mad at him, Hanma thinks you look like an angry kitten

✧bf!hanma this guy is going to sneak into your room at night, he is crazy

✧bf!hanma he spends more time in your home

✧bf!hanma he's the big spoon

✧bf!hanma he likes it when you wear his shirts, he thinks it's cute how they look big on you

✧bf!hanma he likes PDA, Hanma is shameless

✧bf!hanma he said I love you first, which surprised both of you, just slipped out while he was watching you do something

✧bf!hanma night motorcycle rides, sometimes he accelerates just to feel you hold on tightly

✧bf!hanma your personal photographer, no matter the background scenery, you are the one who makes the photo beautiful

✧bf!hanma he says he's with the most attractive person in the world, he's a bit cheesy

✧bf!hanma small displays of affection, like giving you his coat in the cold or holding your hand

✧bf!hanma he loves making you smile, he's funny

✧bf!hanma he won't admit it, but he likes it when you play with his hair, it makes him sleepy

✧bf!hanma if you can't travel with him, Hanma will send you the photos he took, especially from the places he'd like to take you

✧bf!hanma he moves a little during sleep, maybe you'll get some kicks in the middle of the night

✮bf!hanma his hands are always snaking through your body like it's second nature to him

✮bf!hanma risky sex, Hanma loves adrenaline and won't hold back

✮bf!hanma he'll mark your neck so everyone can see who you belong to

✮bf!hanma he's dominant to a certain extent, he likes the little game of who's going to dominate in bed and then he's going to bend you

✮bf!hanma he loves to see your beautiful lips around his cock, he will always use the hand of 'sin' to guide his head

✮bf!hanma the hand of 'punishment' will always be on your waist or ass

✮bf!hanma denial/overstimulation he's wicked :(

✮bf!hanma it goes deep, you swear you can feel it in your throat

✮bf!hanma rough sex for sure, days without walking

✮bf!hanma he gets so hard when you sit on his face ♡

✮bf!hanma he will whisper the most unpleasant things in your ear, especially if you behave like a brat

✮bf!hanma loves to play with her nipples, biting and twisting them just to elicit a moan of pain his

✮bf!hanma he loves to hear you whimper, it makes his cock twitch inside you

✮bf!hanma he never gets tired of filling you, Hanma thinks it's beautiful how his sperm leaks out of your hole and then he'll push it back in ♡

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𝐖𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐀 𝐁𝐨𝐰 𝐀𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐁𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐩 𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐰 In which . . . Pink bows.

〔CW〕 — Kissing, Shuji's muscles, pet names (babe and baby)

〔AN〕 — I did it @white-poppie

Hanma can’t say no to that pout. The way you jut your bottom lip out, how your eyes magically shine beneath the light of your room, and how your brows furrow. It’s his biggest weakness. With a loud groan and a punch to the face of your plushie, to which you gasp at, he looks at you for three long seconds.

“You’re not gonna give up are you?”

“Nope.”

Another sigh and a glance up at you and your cute little face, “Fuck you.” He grumbles as he sticks his arm out and lifts his sleeve to expose his bicep.

“You love me so much,” You hum in response, sitting down next to him and adjusting the position of his arm, “flex it a little please?”

Shuji obeys and you start tying the pretty pink ribbon around his tightened muscle. When you’re done, you smile happily and clap your hands, feeling content.

“So pretty Shu!”

“I guess..”

With a small hug from you, his exterior softens and he only holds you closer. Only to slam you down on the bed and hover over you to capture your lips in a greedy kiss.

When you pull away to catch your breath, he kisses your cheeks, “What’s gotten into you all of a sudden?”

“Sugar rush,” He states simply, “you’re so sweet baby.”

“I didn’t do anything!”

“Doesn’t matter, you’re cute.”

Heat caresses your cheeks and a small proud smile paints your face as he pulls away to look at the bow tied around his bicep, “Is this like your way of claiming me or something?”

“Just thought it was cute.”

“Right.”

“I swear!”

“Shh, don’t swear.”

More kisses were gifted to you that night, and a well deserved sleep for the both of you.

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠: @natdu @linalilalu @kitorin @chigirizzz

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[seraphdreams]

! SO DEEP , I CAN FEEL IT IN MY THROAT !

❧ chars. SHUJI HANMA

❧ contains. bratty!reader, hard/mean dom!hanma, sexy smut.

note: just a quick drabble since i’m trying to get back into writing/also on writing semi-hiatus :(

back arched. an embarrassing display of your ass up, panties off underneath the man before you. hands bound by your sticky lace underwear and drool rolling off the side of your mouth — you would’ve never thought you’d end up like this; from hanma, no less

in all honesty, you definitely deserved what was coming to you. you had tested your boyfriend’s patience to the last bit, and there was just no other way to deal with you. but it’s also so fucking fun.

“you thought that shit was cute, huh?” his voice bellows, almost of a growl as he takes his hand around the base of his cock, not yet slipping into you but teasing your hole just enough. it earns a whine from you and the slight rocking back of your hips. “n-no, i was just playin’—put it in already.” your last vocables sounded of a wanton whine which only vex shuji. how could you so mindlessly manage to piss him off even more, that’s a world record right there.

the ends of your freshly done tresses find themselves entangled around his tattooed fist, the force of his tug inching your head back so that you meet his eyes. “save that shit,” another warning from him. he leans over enough to whisper in your ear, “so it’s cute to fuck on my friends?”

without waiting for a response, he releases your hair, instead lining his cock up with your slit and slowly sliding in. it would’ve felt good to finally get what you’ve been wanting yet his hard, sharp thrusts contradict that. he’s fast too, revelling in the way your ass jiggles each time he matches your hips. if you could slow him down, you would; his intricacy with tying knots leaving you only to take every inch of him. “slow down, s-shuji.” you cry out as your legs grow unstable. it’s almost laughable how you think you have some sort old control as if the thoughts aren’t getting knocked out of your head each time his tip brushes against your cervix. it’s too good.

“‘s okay, jus’ gotta fuck you ‘til you remember who the fuck you belong to.” he leans over once more, effectively lodging his cock even deeper into your cunt. “that good, doll?”

audible and coherent responses flurry in your head yet only fucked out babbles leave your lips. he could take a picture from how pretty you look all dumb on his cock.

you feel your orgasm impending within you, cunt twitching around hanma’s length. his strokes become deeper and more precise in turn, the friction at your gspot building and building until you finally release around him, that familiar ring of sheer whiteness at the base of his cock indicating your orgasm.

“oh? you came?” he queries, positioning himself upright again, a small chuckle coming from him. “a few more times ‘nd i’ll believe you’re sorry.”

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@katkusuo sent me the idea for this. Here's the gist/her HC and how terribly far I strayed from it:

I just had the hc but forget 2 post it on hanma saying random stuff when high fucking and saying something like "She's completely mine now. Soaking everything in my sin and punishment." As he like fingers you brutally 😭

𝘈/𝘕 ::: 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘹𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴. 𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦, 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴. 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘒𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘏𝘊 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘰𝘥. 𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘯𝘪𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦. 𝘕𝘰. 𝘐'𝘮𝘢 𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘈𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺. 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵. 𝘐𝘵'𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦. 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯. 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘦 - 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘺. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵! <3

𝘊/𝘞 ::: 𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘮𝘢 𝘹 𝘍.𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘧𝘧: 𝘔->𝘍 𝘖𝘳𝘢𝘭, 𝘶𝘯𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘹, 𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘸 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘻𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘣. 𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘮𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘮𝘢. 𝘗𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮. 𝘠𝘦𝘴, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦.

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𝖧𝖺𝗇𝗆𝖺 𝗈𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍. 𝖣𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 at his place 𝗈𝗋 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾.

𝖧𝖾'𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝖼𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝖮𝗇𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗎𝖿𝖿𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗍 𝖺 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗒. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗍 5:54 𝖺𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗃𝖺-𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗈𝗍𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝖽.

𝖧𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗒𝗉𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗎𝗉 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍-𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒 𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗇𝗀.

𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍: 𝗌𝗈 𝗉𝖾𝖺𝖼𝖾𝖿𝗎𝗅, 𝗌𝗈 𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝖼𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌. 𝖧𝖺𝗇𝗆𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖨𝗍'𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗇𝗌𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗍𝖺𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗅 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝖧𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗎𝗇𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗁𝗎𝖿𝖿𝗅𝖾 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄, 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗒. 𝖣𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗒. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 - 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖾𝗑𝗁𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 - 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗐𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾. 𝖧𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝖺𝗅𝗆 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾.

"𝖥𝗎𝖼𝗄, 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗇𝗈 𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖺 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 '𝗆 '𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝖺. 𝖫𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇' 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌. 𝖦𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖼𝗎𝗇𝗍," he whispered to you.

𝖧𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗍. Pulling his pants down, he climbed onto the bed and reached out for your warm skin.

𝖯𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗉𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗍, 𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗎𝖻𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖺 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝖾𝖾𝗓𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝗎𝗆𝗉 𝖿𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗁 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗀𝗌.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖧𝖺𝗇𝗆𝖺. 𝖧𝖾'𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌. 𝖧𝖾'𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈 𝗂𝗍.

𝖶𝗁𝗒? 𝖡𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝖺 𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗄𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆𝗌 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖨𝗍'𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗂𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝗑. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗇𝗈 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖧𝖺𝗇𝗆𝖺 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒'𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾.

𝖨𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖸𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖻𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽. 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎 love to 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖽𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗂𝗍. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗇𝗈. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝗂𝗌.

𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾'𝗌 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗋𝗎𝗆. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗂𝖿 𝖧𝖺𝗇𝗆𝖺 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝗈𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗍. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗇𝖼𝗒. 𝖧𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝗍𝗈𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁. 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗍.

𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝗂𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗂𝗇𝗇𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗌. 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗀𝗌. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗋. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗇𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋. 𝖨𝖿 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾 (𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆 𝗍𝗈) 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾.

𝖧𝖺𝗇𝗆𝖺 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝖿𝗎𝗋𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗈 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗒. 𝖸𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 so 𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗆. 𝖠𝗇𝗒 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗉 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖿𝖺𝗋 𝗁𝖾'𝗅𝗅 𝗀𝗈. 𝖧𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗌 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍, 𝖽𝖺𝗆𝗉 𝖿𝖺𝖻𝗋𝗂𝖼 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋. 𝖧𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇.

𝖧𝖾'𝗌 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗂𝗍, 𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝗂𝗍.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗋𝗄 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗇𝗈𝗐, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗂𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝖼𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌. 𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝗎𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝖿𝗎𝗇 𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗂𝗇.

"𝖪𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 '𝗐𝖺𝗄𝖾, 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍. 𝖢𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍 … 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇' 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿𝖿." He tugged at the shirt you still had on.

"𝖣𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗈 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍, 𝖧𝖺𝗇. 𝖨'𝗆 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉. 𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗍, 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝖺𝗒?"

𝖧𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗅𝗒.

"𝖸𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇' 𝖼𝗎𝗍𝖾, 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝖾. 𝖭𝗈𝗐, 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝖿𝖿 '𝗇 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖾 my favorite 𝗍𝗂𝗍𝗌." 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽. "𝖥𝗎𝖼𝗄, 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌. 𝖫𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎."

"𝖧𝖺𝗇. 𝖣𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇' 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁, 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒."

"𝖳𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎? 𝖨 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗓𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝖨 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎. '𝖬 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄. 𝖸𝖾𝗍 ... 𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋, 𝗆𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾. 𝖶𝖾'𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖨 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗂𝗇' 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍, 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗁? 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅, 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌?"

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝗈𝖽𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝗂𝗉𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗌. 𝖧𝖾 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗀𝗈 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗀 𝗁𝖾'𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 and h𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗃𝖾𝗋𝗄 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝖺𝗍 𝖺 𝗅𝖾𝗂𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗉𝖺𝖼𝖾. 𝖧𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗎𝗆. 𝖧𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖼𝗎𝗆 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝖾𝗍. 𝖧𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽.

𝖧𝖺𝗇𝗆𝖺 𝗂𝗌 … 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼. (𝖲𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽.) 𝖨𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌/𝖺𝖼𝗊𝗎𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒'𝖽 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗌𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄.

𝖫𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗒, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗎𝖻𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾. Y𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗎𝗉 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆. 𝖧𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗈𝗇 𝗉𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗅. 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗋𝖾𝗍. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝖺 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗆. 𝖧𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿. 𝖧𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗒����𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 his favorite 𝗍𝗈𝗒𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿𝖿, 𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎.

𝖧𝖺𝗇𝗆𝖺 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗌𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝗎𝖽𝗀𝖾𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗍. "𝖲𝖺𝗒 𝗁𝗂, 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒. 𝖲𝖺𝗒 𝗁𝗂 … 𝖿𝖿𝖿𝖿𝗎𝗁𝗁𝗄𝗄𝗄. 𝖥𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇' 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝗌'𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽." 𝖸𝗈𝗎 mindless𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌. 𝖧𝗈𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗉 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖾𝗍 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗌𝗒. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇'𝗍.

𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗇'𝗍.

𝖭𝗈𝗍 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗁𝖾 - 𝖠𝖭𝖣 𝖸𝖮𝖴 - 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝖲𝗂𝗇 & 𝖯𝗎𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗌, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖺 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆.

𝖧𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗐𝗂𝗋𝗅𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽, 𝖼𝗈𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗃𝗎𝗂𝖼𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇. 𝖧𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗇𝗌. "𝖥𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇' 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾. 𝖲𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄. 𝖢𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝗌 '𝗇 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗂𝗍." 𝖧𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗍𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝗎𝗋𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖧𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗀𝗂𝖼 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗌𝗒. 𝖤𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒. 𝖳𝗂𝗆𝖾.

𝖨𝗍'𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾. 𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝖽𝗅𝗒. 𝖸𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗌. 𝖠 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗌. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝖧𝖺𝗇𝗆𝖺 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗍. "𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌?"

"𝖬𝗆-𝗁𝗆, 𝗒𝖾𝗌, 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾, 𝖲𝗁𝗎."

"𝖲𝖺𝗒 𝗂𝗍 again. 𝖥𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇' 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗂𝗍."

"𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗆𝖾, 𝖧𝖺𝗇."

"𝖶𝖾𝗅𝗅, 𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍. 𝖨'𝗆 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝖽𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁' 𝗇𝗈𝗐. 𝖦'𝗇𝖺 𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍. 𝖦𝖾𝗍 𝗒𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖾𝗍. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗇, 𝖠𝖭𝖣 𝖮𝖭𝖫𝖸 𝖳𝖧𝖤𝖭, 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖨 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗈𝗀 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝖺 𝖻𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗍. 𝖦𝗈𝗍 𝗂𝗍, 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍?"

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝗈𝖽𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗏𝗂𝗀𝗈𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗅𝗒, "𝖸𝖾𝗌, 𝖧𝖺𝗇, 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 … 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌. 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗎𝗆 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌."

"𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗂𝗍, 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌. 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗂𝗍." 𝖧𝖾 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝖽 2 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝗐𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗓𝖾𝗋𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍. "𝖦𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅. 𝖦𝗈𝗈𝖽 … 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 … 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅. 𝖠𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾. 𝖥𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇' 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 '𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎."

"𝖧𝖺𝗇, 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒, 𝗌'𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽. 𝖣-𝖽𝖾-𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗋, 𝗀𝗈 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝖿'𝗆𝖾?" 𝖧𝖾 𝗈𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽. 𝖧𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗆𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗍 𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾. 𝖧𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇'𝗍 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗎𝗆 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌.

"𝖦𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗎𝗆, 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍. 𝖶𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝖾." 𝖧𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝗎𝖻𝖻𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗎𝗆𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽.

"𝖨'𝗆 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝖼𝗎𝗆, 𝖧𝖺𝗇. 𝖨'𝗆 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝖼𝗎𝗆. 𝖮𝗁 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄, 𝖲𝗁𝗎! 𝖯𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉."

"𝖣𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒, 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌. Not gonna 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗎𝗆."

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗌.

𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗒𝖾𝗍. 𝖮𝗁, 𝗇𝗈. 𝖧𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇. 𝖲𝗈 𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇. 𝖧𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝖧𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁.

𝖧𝖺𝗇𝗆𝖺 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗆𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝗉 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾. "𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌? 𝖶𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇' 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈 𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒? 𝖬𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅. 𝖢'𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖾." 𝖧𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌.

𝖧𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 neck. 𝖧𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗇 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗍. 𝖣𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽. 𝖩𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍.

"𝖧𝖺𝗇, 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗌𝗈 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗆𝖾."

"𝖥𝗎𝖼𝗄, 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌. 𝖲𝗈 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇' 𝗍𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍. 𝖫𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗀𝗈𝖽𝖽𝖺𝗆𝗇 𝗂𝗍, 𝗒/𝗇."

"𝖲𝗁𝗎," 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽. "𝖸𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇' 𝗆𝖾."

"𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖨 𝗀𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖺 𝖽𝗎𝗆𝖻 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗄. 𝖢'𝗆𝗈𝗇 𝗇𝗈𝗐." 𝖧𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗋. Y𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗉𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝗅𝖿. 𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽. 𝖲𝗈 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗌𝗒 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄. 𝖧𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗃𝗎𝗂𝖼𝖾𝗌 𝗀𝗎𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗆.

𝖧𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗆𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝖧𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗋. 𝖧𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍, 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾.

"𝖢𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗐," 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽. "𝖬𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗎𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍."

@southside-otaku @arlerts-angel @darkstarlight82 @viburnt @kazutora-kurokawa

[porcalinecunt]

𝐗𝐗𝐗 ♡

𐐂 what if hanma was an incubus . . . ?

🩰 𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐔𝐁𝐔𝐒! 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐉𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐌𝐀 𝐗 𝐆𝐍!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

🧴𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓

𝐜𝐰 — afab!reader. sub!reader. hard dom!hanma. fingering. rough sex. a little bit of dub-con. implied multiple orgasms. breeding. pregnancy. dumbification. dacryphillia (?).

a/n: i got this idea from a certain friend of mine (you know who are 😗) and now i’m losing sleep over this slob of a man. then again, it’s hanma. no matter how many times i slander him, he’ll always be one of my favs jsksk.. anyways, enough about me, enjoy! 🫶🏼

꒰ incubus! hanma would preyed on you ever since he found you through a lewd dream of yours. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from your trembling body, your fingers furiously pumping in and out of your hole. your skin was flushed, shined with sweat and arousal that made every last one of his senses satisfied in a sexual frenzy.

꒰ incubus! hanma, unable to contain himself, he couldn’t help but take the opportunity and took control of your dream. running his claws up and down your torso as your eyes immediately darted at the demonic figure right next to you. a grin crept up on his lips as he watched a mixture of confusion and shock wash over your eyes. a chuckle bubbling in his throat, one that sounds far from human.

꒰ incubus! hanma would press a hand on your womb, staring hungrily at it. your frantic heartbeats filled his ears, yet your intentions were way too obvious to the sex demon. besides, no one could resist an incubus, something that would bring pleasure so good that mortals are put to shame.

꒰ incubus! hanma, who would already have your legs spread and violently fucking you at an ungodly pace. your moans became mewls that turned into full on shrieks. his cock already abusing your g-spot as your knees and arms are close to giving out, stuck in doggy position (which was his favorite ♡) until he got bored..

꒰ incubus! hanma would’ve rolled you over and immediately resumed, this time while he stood on his feet and you dangling from his waist. his claws dug into your skin as he pulled you on and off of his dick, drinking up your sobs of extreme pleasure. if he felt nice, he would’ve given you sloppy and sharped tongued kisses.

꒰ incubus! hanma wouldn’t leave a job unfinished. inching closer and closer to his orgasm, he stopped. he had to hold back from cackling when he saw the pure disappointment and impatiences on your face, it was almost amusing at how needy humans can be. he sets you down once again onto your back, leaving tiny bite marks before bending you in half. your legs were spread enough to expose your used hole, as you watched helplessly as hanma completely overtook you.

꒰ incubus! hanma watching you go dumb on his dick, tongue rolling out as tears and spit smeared your face as your whines grow unbearably loud from your impending orgasm. a burning sensation spread onto your womb, almost as if someone was branding your skin. his fangs showed through a grin, as hanma snapped his hips for the final time and painted your walls white. the feelings of his seed spilling into you threw you into euphoria, giggling uncontrollably while mewling from the afterglow.

꒰ incubus! hanma would most indefinitely knock you up. although it’s never a good idea to have a child with a mortal, nothing can stop him. he reveled in the image of your pregnant belly with his baby growing inside of you, leaving you vulnerable and attached to him as if he was your damn husband. the fact a cute little mortal would curl up into his lap and taking anything he gives them made his dick hard again. let’s just say he doesn’t stop at the dreams . . .

🎀 this work belongs to @porcalinecunt. reblogs and feedback are appreciated. <3

[katsune-nya]

OMG PLS MORE FAKE TEXTS THEY R SOOOOOOO CUTE!!!!!!!!

🥺🥺🥺 Thank u bb.

Hanma Shuji Fake Texts!

(Gender neutral except the last one)

[haitani-maki]

✧ Hᴀɴᴍᴀ Sʜᴜᴊɪ ²

18+ MDNI

Just a few things I thought about him

It is just headcanon. You're free to disagree, just stay respectful

English is not my first language

・₊✧hanma believe it or not, he tries to be the best for you

・₊✧hanma but he is not the best boyfriend to introduce to your parents

・₊✧hanma he's a provocateur. Always slapping your ass or saying things with a double meaning

・₊✧hanma one of his favorite things is sleeping on your boobs while you mess with his hair

・₊✧hanma he's an electric guy. At normal times he'll be testing your patience, at other times he'll fill you up until he can't take it anymore 🔥

・₊✧hanma kisses with light bites

・₊✧hanma dirty jokes, he seems to have an infinite repertoire

・₊✧hanma he is not usually jealous, but on some occasions, he enjoys threatening people who are looking at you. He finds their frightened expressions amusing

・₊✧hanma even if he doesn't get jealous most of the time, I wouldn't tease him… He won't be kind to your punishments 🔥

・₊✧hanma he loves it when you get wet for him. Hanma will want to taste you, and believe me, he knows how to use his tongue ♡

・₊✧hanma he loves to squeeze your neck, from light to strong grips, while admiring his own tattoo and his long fingers wrapping around your neck

・₊✧hanma his favorite nicknames are: Doll, kitty, slut and little whore

・₊✧hanma he'll wrap his long legs around you while you're sucking him, just to see you choke on his big cock

・₊✧hanma prefers hitting it from the back

・₊✧hanma he loves to cum inside you, but sometimes he'll pull out just to get your face or boobs messy ♡

・₊✧hanma be obedient and he will fulfill all your desires

・₊✧hanma fingers in your mouth, no doubt ♡

・₊✧hanma sometimes he'll tease you with his fingers or toys, just to hear you beg for more or for his cock

・₊✧hanma or will use the toys just to over stimulate you

・₊✧hanma he will hold your arms behind your back while he fucks you ♡

・₊✧hanma bites, many bites

©Reblogs are welcome, do not copy or translate

[b0nten]

HEY, MONA LISA, COME HOME

[SYNOPSIS] ˚⁀➷｡ you know you can’t roam without caesar. hanma reacting to you drawing him.

[NOTES] ˚⁀➷｡ this is so cute. not a kanye fan but i couldn’t help quoting flashing lights. hope this is to your liking anon <3

“whaddup, baby?” hanma waltzes into the living room, casually, as always. he greets you with a smile, but it dissipates once you don’t answer. he stands there eyeing you, and he can’t help but wonder what it is that you’re so concentrated on.

your eyes scan the weasel, and you let a big sigh out. your hands find their way to your temples and start massaging small circles. you close your eyes and sigh again. when the ritual is complete, you get up to go into the kitchen, but when your view expands, you’re scared of how and when hanma got into your apartment in the first place.

“what the fuck!” you scream and take a step back, almost falling, “shuji! when did you get here?!” you question and he just bursts out laughing.

“i’ve been here for… like ten minutes?” he says sarcastically, mimicking looking at a watch, but it’s just his bare wrist.

“oh.. i’m so sorry i didn’t see you..” you apologize and get closer to him, falling into his embrace.

“what’s bothering you, shortcake?” he asks, eyes softening on you figure.

“oh, nothing, that damn weasel just isn’t holding the paint correctly. thought i should spare some money, got this piece of crap instead of my regular ones. now i gotta suffer.” you half-laugh, and so does he.

“well, i’m assuming you’d like to have a break, right?” he says, lifting the white nylon bag he’s been holding all this time in his hand. “guess what i got.”

“ice cream is just what i needed, thank you, shuji.” you kiss him to on the cheek and snatch away the bag, running into the kitchen.

“hey! leave some for me!” he shouts from behind, following you.

you eat your ice cream and chat a bit. it’s refreshing, and when you finally sit back down to confront the painting, you actually feel optimistic. picking up a brush and an enormous tube of white paint, you bring the canvas back to square one. ready to start anew.

“i’m just gonna sit here and read… this, that okay with you?” hanma asks and randomly picks up a book.

“are you sure you want to read ulysses? that shit’s tough.” you smile while asking. he flips the book around in his hand and shrugs.

“i’ll manage, i’m a big boy.”

you nod and continue brainstorming for ideas. you scan the room, close your eyes, sing a song in your head, but seemingly nothing seems to spark up any ideas. your glance drifts off to hanma, peacefully reading the book you had warned him about.

then, something in your head lights up and you grab the paints and start it.

half an hour, an hour, two, it had been just three when the valhalla leader decided he had enough of that bullshit. the words were too many and reading all pf that book was tiresome. he got up and started stretching. once he turned to you, he couldn’t not notice how deeply invested you were in that painting.

slowly creeping behind you as not to bother or disturb your work, he wondered what it could be that your were painting so passionately. once he saw it, his heart dropped, albeit in a good way.

there he was, sitting on your emerald sofa, manspreading, with the book in his hand. everything was down to a t, the kitchen behind you, the lights, even the colors of his clothes, not to mention his hair or facial expressions. you were working on what he thought was shading when he finally spoke up.

“you’d like to design a tattoo for me?”

you jump up, paintbrush flying into his face.

“shuji, babe, i’m so sorry!” you quickly snatch a wet wipe and clean his face, while continuing to apologize.

after maybe the tenth apology he takes your hand in his, chastely kissing it.

“i’m sorry for scaring you, baby.” he says, “but the offer’s serious. you’re crazy good, i look even hotter made out of oil paint.”

[httpshujii]

𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 彡 In which . . . you celebrate Shuji's birthday.

〔CW〕 — Usage of pet name (baby), crying (not rly), mentions of smoking.

〔AN〕 — Happy birthday to the absolute love of my life. Srsly wish u were real, love you so much more than you'd ever love me.

Tall, lanky, and edgy appearance to the eyes. Hanma Shuji enjoys the smell of gore, the harsh impact of skin against skin, the melody of moans and groans of tired throats, and the thump of curling bodies on the cold concrete of December streets.

But even after all the breathy laughs, cigarette puffs, and blood pumps, Shuji gets tired.

"Darii..." He'd hum as he walks down the familiar path of one.

Walking past a playground, up a staircase of a building, and knocking on a door. It's late.

"You should be sleeping." He greets with a crooked smile and droopy eyes, hands in pockets as he leans down and presses a kiss to your hair.

"Says you," You argue back as you lean up on your tippie toes and hug him close. Instantly, he melts into your touch. Hugging you back just as tight.

Everyone has their own secret, and you're Shuji's little secret. Not really, but he doesn't want you involved in his actions on the streets. Worrying about you most of the time you're out because he knows what can happen.

You find it cute. And you find it cute how he always comes back to you.

"Missed you," his voice is rusty and broken. Tired and smoky. Noting his drowsy complexion, a soft smile grazes your lips. Pulling him in from the cold of the outside air, and into the intoxicating warmth of your home.

Hanma Shuji is scary to all, haunting victims', making everyone think he's some ghost on Halloween night.

But in your eyes, he's none of that bullshit.

He's just a sixteen year old boy that went in the wrong, but it's okay. Because he just needs to slow down every once in a while.

Always a step ahead, always on edge, always messed up in the head.

But if only people looked closer . . .

Shuji loves reading, borrowing a book from the library almost every week. Reading them to you as you make him a cup of hot chocolate.

Shuji loves getting pampered, pleading for you to cut and file and even paint his nails.

Shuji loves listening to you yap about that one kid in your class, he loves watching you do absolutely anything, and he especially loves how he can be vulnerable with you.

Following you as you dragged him to your kitchen, he leans back against the counter, "Can you close your eyes Shu?"

Without hesitation, he closes those golden orbs of his and a small smile paints his lips. He hears the flick of a lighter and is immediately curios, "Lighting a cig without me?"

"You wish. After that one time, never smoking again."

He laughs dryly, all sound carved out of his throat. His mind takes him back to the first time he let you try a puff of smoke, he laughed as you choked on the filthy air. Laughing even more when you smacked his shoulder, kissing you afterwards as an apology.

"You can open your eyes now..."

"You sound kinda hesitant baby, what's wrong?"

"Just nervous," he knows you're kicking your foot on the tiled floor, it's a habit of yours anytime you feel shy or nervous about saying something, "open your eyes...please."

He flutters them open, his smile falls slightly and his eyes widen. In your hands, a plate with a small cake sits, decorated with silver golden flakes and white frosting. A small purple candle sits atop, the little flame dancing.

"I'm not gonna sing the birthday song just because it's awkward. But happy birthday Shuji." A shy smile paints your features. Bringing the plate up to his eye level. He smiles softly, "I'm glad you're here with me today...and I'm glad to see that those stupid cigarettes didn't kill you yet.." you tell, laughing at the end as if it's a prayer to God, thanking him that Shuji's in good health.

Tears threaten to fall from your eyes, you don't even know why. Maybe it's just the thought that he might go out one day and never come back, maybe it's the possibility that he might get bored of you, or maybe something else.

You don't want him to leave. You want him here, by your side. Sin and Punishment cup your cheeks, wiping away the tears you didn't feel fall.

With a forced smile, you manage to croak out, "Make a wish.."

"My wish came true a long time ago, when you came along."

"Then wish something for me."

"Anything."

"I wish that you stop smoking those stupid cigarettes."

"Can't do that baby~"

"Worth a try."

Thinking for a second, Shuji blows out the candle.

"Thank you pretty."

Placing the plate on the counter and grabbing a fork, "For what?" you hand the utensil to him and he pokes it into the soft cake.

"For remembering."

"'ts the least I can do for you."

"You do so much more."

"I'm just loving you."

He laughs and takes a bite out of the cake, "I wish I can love like you."

"You love better than me."

At that he shakes his head, holding out his fork, waiting for you to open your mouth and feed you. Once you do, "I want you to know my wish."

"No."

"Why."

"It won't come true."

"I wished for a whole life with you."

A gasp and a meeting of eye, "Now it won't come true, and you'll leave me."

"Even if it did happen, I'll always come back to you. He places the fork down, moving towards you to kiss your forehead.

"You're a dummy..."

"Your dummy~"

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[rinrinx2]

heyy would you be down to write hanma x best friend reader smut where they’re used to sharing the same bed for sleepovers but one morning he wakes up to her pressed up against him and it leads too yk😩

I hope you like it💕

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Sleep over goes wrong

Hanma x reader

Warnings: Mature themes, Inappropriate language, Smut, orgasm, spooning, thigh fucking

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It became a ritual that you and Hanma would have sleepovers, doing all the required activities at one. From having him attempt to do your nails, to your war of pillow fights as well as saying that one of you would sleep on the floor while the other would take the bed, but the two of you always ended up sleeping in the bed fighting over who would get more of the blanket.

An ordinary sleepover that was what the two of did.

But on this morning of your sleepover Hanma was holding you tightly, this wasn't unusual as he had a habit of liking to hold onto things in his sleep something you were use to by now, the thing that bothered you was the object poking at your lower back.

You had tried to ignore the object but the size of it made it hard to fall back asleep.

"Shuji" you whispered quietly, as you wiggled slightly back and forth to trying to wake the tall man up slightly.

But all you were met were with groans and grunts, as Hanma continued sleeping.

You let out a sigh of despair, realizing that Hanma was not going to wake up anytime soon.

So, you once again attempted your best to ignore it, until an idea came into your mind to shift the object that was poking at your lower back.

'It's probably his stupid face lotion he was putting on before bed' you said as you carefully maneuvered your arm behind you to grab at Hanma's front.

You grabbed at the objecting, noting how it was both hard and soft almost squishy. Ignoring the feeling of it you continued to try and move it grabbing at it firmly giving it a gentle pull and then another and another, until suddenly you were met with the object pushing back intp your hand.

"Playing with me, while I sleep. Naughty girl" Hamma said still half asleep in his deep morning voice.

You quickly realize what the 'object' you were grabbing at and pulled your hand away.

"I'm sor-ry Hanma" you squeaked out quietly with embarrassment at what you had done.

"Mmm" Hanma said against your ear, the vibrations causing tingles to go run down your spine.

Hanma stretched out slightly as he kept his body still pressed against yours, feeling how the 'object' was now even bigger than earlier.

"Words mean nothing only your actions will show you're sorry" Hanma said now fully awake but still with his deep morning voice.

You felt as Hanma pressed bis member further against your ass, and as much as you didn't want to enjoy it you couldn't help the slight pleasure that shot through your core.

"So, you gonna make it up to me" Hanma said as his hands now slid down to your shorts slightly pulling it down.

"Shuji" you moaned out helping him remove your shorts. Hanma took your actions of helping him remove your shorts as a solid yes and quickly slipped his fully erect cock out of his sleeping pants.

You could feel as his unclothed cock was now touching your back, as drops of pre-cuk decorated your lower back.

Your pussy began to pulse at Hanma's actions as slick began to form wetting your folds.

"Wanna feel you" you moaned out as Hanma began placing kisses against you neck.

The feeling of his tongue sliding up and down your neck causing you to feel lightheaded as lust ran through your mind.

Hanma moved his cock from your back and pushing it in-between the plush of your thighs, as he began thrusting back and forth, fucking your thighs.

"You feel so fucking good" Hanma said continued kissing your neck while he fucked your thighs as it was now becoming covered in pre-cum.

You could feel the thick shaft of Hanma rubbing against your thighs whike his thick cock head leaked out strings of pre-cum making you hornier by the minute.

"Want me to fuck you?" Hanma asked with that deep morning voice that caused the slick to leak between your legs making them even more lubed up.

You discreetly nodded your head in agreement and that's all Hanma needed. He moved his hands lower pushing your pantie to the side as he lined his hard cock at your entrance. While his other hand pulled your tank top up and began pulling at your nipples.

You could feel his cock head against your puffy folds, anticipating for when he would stuff you full with it.

"You see this is how you give a proper apology" Hanma said as he sheethed his cock inside your pussy, pushing deep past your folds and feeling as he lightly pressed against your cervix.

"It's to full" you moaned out biting your lip at the filling sensation.

"You'll get use to it" Hanma said with a snicker as he began thrusting.

Hanma pushed his cock back and forth savoring the way your pussy tightened around him, the way you walled gripped at his cock as his balls filled with cum slapped against your ass while his hands pulled at your nipples.

"I wanna fuck you like this every morning" Hanma said a she began to thrust harder.

The sensation of Hanma's cock rubbing against your sensitive pussy walls becoming to much, the way his cock head was dripping inside you and prodding at your special spot while his skilled fingers pulled at your nipple causing them to pain with pleasure. Your pussy was aching to be filled with cum as it dripped down Hanma's cock.

Hanma too wasn't going to last much longer, as he could feel the cum that was in his balls now sitting in his cock head just waiting to shoot out of his slit and fill you to the brim.

"You want milk in the morning" Hanma laughed out as he was now fucking you like a mad man, cock barely leaving your pussy.

"Yes, Ye-ss" you babbled out as your mind was being filled with cock.

Hanma thrusts became sloppy and then suddenly hot liquid was being shot so quickly into your pussy, causing you to gush out against his cock milking all the cum out of his cock.

Hanma kept his cock inside of you shoving it deeper as he let his cum paint your womb white while your massaged the rest of his cum out.

You and Hanma remained liked that until he dropping his head into the crook of your neck.

"Fuck I'm exhausted again" he said letting out a laugh.

"Let's go back to sleep" Hanma suggested while you still tried to catch your breath.

"What about you thingy" you said looking downwards, making Hanma realize what you were referring to.

"While it won't be poking against your back now" Hanma said as his cock was still deep inside you.

"Besides if we wanna do it again you just wiggle your ass"

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[i-literally-cant-with-this]

Another Kat HC of Hanma ::: He gets hard really easy so stimulating him will be a piece of cake.

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A/N ::: Thank you, Kat.

C/W ::: MDNI under the cut, please.

WC ::: 2k (+/-)

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"What're you doing, princess? What ... are ... you ... up ... to?" Hanma leaned forward a little from where the two of you sat on the couch to try and see your face. You were smooshed up against his side, under his left arm. Neither of you are really paying attention to the movie that was on. He patted your shoulder with his hand, "Asked you a question, you little delinquent. The fuck you think you're doin' down there?" He exhaled smoke through his laugh.

"I'm not doing anything. Just rubbing my hand on your leg and enjoying your company, Shuji. Is that a crime? And I'm not the delinquent in this partnership. You are. Don't project your shortcomings onto me, you ass."

"That's not my leg that y'rubbin there, princess. You know damn well what you're rubbin' on." He smirked and shifted so he was facing you. "Care to tell me why you're being so … whatever this is, tonight?"

“I just thought that's what you wanted. I saw the bulge in your pants before you came and sat down next to me. This is your doing.” You sat up and scooted away from him.

“Where you rumplin’ off to? I didn't say you could go anywhere, baby doll.”

You giggled and leaned back into his side, resting your head on his chest. You were getting tired of the movie anyway. Might as well put your attention on Hanma.

He took another long drag of his cigarette and looked down at you. You felt his eyes on you, but you pretended to keep your focus on the movie. He let out a soft sigh and ran his fingers through your hair.

"I love you, you know that, right?" Hanma's voice was barely above a whisper.

"Of course, Shuji. I love you too." You reached up and caressed his cheek. He nuzzled into your touch and you couldn't help but smile.

"I'm gonna get hard again if you keep doing that, you know?" His breath tickled your neck as he leaned over to whisper in your ear.

You moved your hand from his cheek to his thigh and gently squeezed it. "Why don't you give me something to work with, then?" You saw his cock twitch through his baggy khakis and you smirked.

Hanma chuckled and pressed his lips to your ear, "I don't know if I have anything to offer you, sweetheart. But if you wanna get me off, I'm sure you can find a way."

You lifted yourself up and straddled his lap, causing him to grunt in surprise. "I'm sure I can figure something out, my big strong boy."

Hanma snuffed out his cigarette in the ashtray beside him and turned his attention back to you. He bit his lip as he watched you move your hand up his thigh and brush it against his erection.

"Boy ... BOY? I don't know about that, princess. But I like that you think I'm strong."

You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him softly. Hanma smiled into the kiss and ran his hands up and down your back. "I know you are, baby. You're the strongest boy I ever did meet."

He chuckled and grabbed your hips, lifting you up and laying you down on the couch. He leaned over you and kissed your neck, his tongue grazing your skin as he moved down to your collarbone.

You moaned and tangled your fingers in his hair. He moved back up and kissed you deeply, his tongue slipping into your mouth. You could taste the tobacco and nicotine on his lips and tongue, but it wasn't enough to stop you from kissing him back. In a sick way, you'd become addicted to his taste. As foul as it was, you associated it with kissing him and sometimes, if you're in the right kind of mood and you smell cigarettes out and about, it'll give you that initial rush of arousal. It's not the same for you, but it's good for him.

Hanma pulled away and started unbuttoning your shirt, his long, thin fingers deftly moving from one button to the next. "You want me to fuck you, baby? Huh? You want me to make you feel good? You know I will. I'll do anything for you, princess."

You moaned and arched your back, pushing your chest up into his touch as he slipped your shirt off and tossed it to the floor. He sat up and quickly removed his own shirt before leaning back over you.

"You're my baby girl, you know that?" He pressed his lips to your forehead and you felt your stomach flip. "So perfect. So sweet." He trailed kisses down your neck and to your chest, his breath hot on your skin. "You want me to make you cum, baby? Hmm? Want me to fill you up with my cock and make you scream my name?" He pressed his erection against your core and you whimpered.

"Yes, Shu, god, please fuck me. Make me feel good. Pleasepleaseplease." You wrapped your legs around his waist and bucked your hips up into his. He smirked and slowly thrust against you. "Please, Shuji."

Hanma chuckled and pulled away from you, causing you to whine. He unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down, his erection springing free and slapping against his abdomen.

"I will never get tired of seeing that." You giggled as you said that under your breath. More for yourself than him, but he still heard you.

He winked at you and knelt down in front of the couch. "Come sit here, baby." He motioned for you to sit on the edge of the couch. You did as he asked and he grinned.

"Good girl. Now spread those pretty legs for me. Let me see you." He grabbed your thighs and gently pushed them apart, exposing your already dripping wet core. He licked his lips and leaned forward, pressing his tongue against your clit.

You gasped and grabbed his hair, pulling him closer. "Hohmygod, Shuji, don't stop. Don't stop. Please, baby." You could feel him smile against you as he lapped at you.

Hanma slipped his finger into your core and curled it upward. You cried out and bucked your hips against his face. He kept sucking and licking your clit, his finger working in and out of you at a steady pace.

You felt yourself getting close and you tugged on his hair. "Shu ... I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum, baby, please. Please."

Hanma pulled away and smiled up at you, his lips and chin glistening with your arousal.

"W-wh- the hell, Hanma. Why'd you stop? You playin' some kinda game today? Fuck man." You pouted your best pout at him and began moving your hand over to your needy cunt. "Guess I'll have to take care of this myself. Woe is me. Woe ... is ... me." Your fingers worked your clit with the most precise accuracy. Like you were a computer that had received a set of perfect instructions.

The look on Hanma's face was that of betrayal. "What're y'doin'? Tryna hurt my feelings, princess? Goddamn it, y/n." He swatted your hand away and moved back in between your legs, his tongue instantly finding its way back to your clit.

You moaned and arched your back, pushing yourself against his face. "That's better. This pussy might be attached to you. But so long as you're my girl, this is my pretty little toy. Got it?" He asked, sounding more agitated than you thought he would. Which made you incredibly happy. You couldn't resist fucking with him. You rarely could. But today was not one of those days.

You nodded and tangled your fingers in his hair again. "Yes, Shuji. All yours. This pussy is all yours. Please make her cum." You bucked your hips up into his mouth and he groaned.

His finger slipped back into your core and you felt yourself getting close again. "Shu ... I'm gonna cum. Y-you - cum for me, too, baby."

Hanma pulled away again and stood up. He grabbed your arms and pulled you off the couch, turning you around and bending you over the armrest. He rubbed his cock against your entrance, teasing you.

"You want me, baby? Hmm?" His words were strained as he pressed the head of his cock against your opening, slipping just that in, you felt the intrusive pop of his dick warming your insides.

"Yes, Shuji ... fuck." You wiggled your ass against his groin and he grunted, pushing himself deeper into you. "Fuck me, baby. Please, Shu." You were begging for it, but it didn't seem to be enough for him.

"You want me to fuck you, princess? You sure?" He chuckled and grabbed your hips, pushing himself in until his cock was buried deep inside you. "You sure you can handle it? You sure you can handle allll this meat I'm feedin' you? You better open wide, slut. You're gonna dine well tonight."

You cried out as he began to thrust in and out of you, his cock filling you up so completely that you thought you might burst. "Shuji! Fuck!" You felt tears welling up in your eyes and you knew that this was going to be the best orgasm of your life.

"That's it, princess. Take all of my cock." He pulled nearly all of the way out and then thrust back in. He had always managed to brush against every single area of your insides that drove you to see stars. You could feel your walls pulsating around him as he moved in and out of you.

Hanma picked up the pace, his hips slamming against your ass as he fucked you. You moaned and gripped the armrest, your knuckles turning white as you held on for dear life.

He grabbed a fistful of your hair and pulled you back, arching your spine and causing your tits to bounce with each thrust. "That's it, baby. You take my dick so well. Such a good little slut. So tight. So wet. Goddamn." His words were a mess, but it was music to your ears.

"Shu ... I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum. Pleeease let me cum." Your voice was breathless, but you managed to get the words out.

Hanma leaned forward, nibbled on your ear and growled, "Cum for me, baby. Cum all over my dick."

You moaned and felt yourself coming undone. Your legs shook and you felt your pussy clench around his cock as you came. He grunted and you felt him still inside of you, his cum filling you up.

Hanma pulled out and you collapsed onto the couch, your legs unable to support you anymore. He chuckled and flopped down next to you, pulling you close to his chest.

"Fuck, that was good. You're so good, baby." He kissed your forehead and you smiled.

"Mmm, you're not so bad yourself, Shu. I love you."

He laughed and squeezed you tighter. "Love you, princess."

The two of you sat there, basking in the afterglow of your lovemaking, until you finally decided it was time to get cleaned up.

"Shu, I'm gonna go hop in the shower. Wanna come with?" You stood up and looked down at him. He smirked and nodded.

"You know I do, baby." He grabbed your hand and followed you into the bathroom, the two of you taking turns washing each other off and exchanging soft kisses under the warm spray of water.

You knew that Hanma was always horny and you didn't mind that one bit. After all, he made you feel so good, you couldn't complain.

Too much.

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[mik3ysprincess03]

Tokyo Revengers boyfriend scenarios: how they make up after a fight

☰ Characters: Mikey, Draken, Kazutora, Mitsuya, Kokonoi, Hanma, Ran, Rindou, Sanzu.

A/N do you all have any preference as to who I add in the head cannons, should I bring chifuyu in? I am sorry these are a little long, I may have gotten carried away! I’m not sure if you all prefer these detailed or shorter.

Warnings: Light smut, fluff, daddy kink, cat calling, NSFW 18+. Reader is female!

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Draken:

•Dense and clueless. Let's be real.

•You and Draken had a fight, out of all things it was about how he wasn’t around enough. Draken would spend a ton of time at D&D motors or with his friends outside of work time instead of being with you as much.

•Of course you didn’t mind that Draken had friends who he would hang out with, but he was seemingly oblivious to the fact you were his girlfriend and wanted more time with him?? Big brain Ken bf moment.

•Where was your time for dates? As soon as Draken came home he either ate food silently at the table with you or just went to bed, or would try to provoke you to have sex with him. He thought it was enough. He even brought a dang watermelon come and gave you a slice and said it was a present, which was sweet and all, but you wanted to cuddle, go on dates, be around him more. One day you had enough and wanted to be clear with him. You missed the little things like him brushing your hair too.

•You were out doing some shopping at the mall, treating yourself to your favourite items such as some makeup, clothes and snacks. It’s always fun to treat yourself. That’s when you left the mall and walked down a few blocks and saw Draken, Mikey, Mitsuya and some of the other guys standing beside some motorcycles chatting away. Your eyebrow twitched as you saw Draken, you approached the group. “Hey (Name). Good to see you.” Mikey greeted you and you smiled nodding your head. “Draken.” You said crossing your arms and frowning.

•”What are you giving me that look for?” He snapped looking down at you. Draken never appreciates sass.

•”Is that anyway to treat your girlfriend?! You are hardly around anymore and you barely put in time to spend time alone with me or go on dates. I don’t even remember the last time you fucking hugged me or said you loved me.” You spat as you heard Mikey reply with an “uh oh, kenny’s in trouble”.

•”I have been around, what are you talking about? We see each other daily. Don’t my actions tell you that I love you? I bring you food and I let you wear my clothes when I’m gone, quit your bitching.” This stung, it made you begin to cry “you’re so dense Draken.” You sobbed before turning on your heels the other way to head back to your apartment.

•”Come on man, you never told us you weren’t spending so much time with your girl. Girl's can get sentimental about these things, you should put in more effort for her.” Mitsuya told Draken once you stormed off.

•Draken was in a sour mood the rest of the day. He really did love you. After reflecting on his emotions and getting a pep talk from Mitsuya about how you were trying to get his attention all along, he knew he had to make it up to you.

•Later that evening you were laying on your bed, after crying your heart out the whole day. Did Kenny not love you anymore? Why didn’t he stop you from walking away? You were taken out of your thoughts when you heard the front door to the apartment open, he was home. Draken who was wearing his usual black and white cardigan, black pants and his hair done came into the room with a bag in hand. “We need to talk.”

•”I’m sorry, (Name). I had no idea that my lack of attention towards you has hurt you so much, I guess admittedly I can be a bit clueless about these things. I love you, I hope you can forgive me.” His voice was monotone yet sincere, he handed you the bag as you took it cautiously. When you opened it, there was a small pink box with a ribbon around it. Once undoing the ribbon and revealing what was inside the box, you saw a beautiful silver promise ring. Your heart melted.

•”I promise I’ll always stick by your side.” He said in reference to the ring, pointing to a ring on his index finger, it was a plain silver one. “F-fine I forgive you… I love you too.” You bit down on your lip. “I love it, thank you so much Kenny. But please make more time for me, I miss going on dates and cuddling.”

•He got in between your legs on the bed as he wrapped his arms around you. His scent was so comforting, it was your boyfriend’s scent. “I missed my good girl too, yeah? When was the last time we made love?” Your lips instantly turned from a frown to a smile as you giggled.

•”Mm I dunno. I’ve missed it though, daddy.” Your smile turned into a smirk. As his hands began to trail all over your body. His lips pressing against yours and colliding “Need daddy’s cock, huh? Take those panties off and spread your legs for me, show me what I’ve been missing.” He commanded.

Mikey:

•He gets childish when he is mad or when you two fight. Though you two always make things up with dorayaki.

•Mikey was never too much of a jealous boyfriend, but damn he was overprotective over his girl. He made his presence known as your boyfriend by wrapping his arm around you, placing his hand on your thigh while sitting together, holding hands and even kissing you, Manjiro didn’t care. He was proud to show you off.

•He usually scared of most guys with having the reputation as the “Invincible Mikey”, knowing that your boyfriend would beat anyone’s ass who came near you or put you in harms way. Seemingly, overtime Mikey would just get more controlling and defensive over you. Which one day, while you two were out and you were wearing a stunning (favorite color) dress, some makeup and your hair done up. You looked stunning, as usual.

•After going to a fancy and lavish restaurant for lunch, you and Mikey walked around the district and you walked past a group of what seemed to be a pathetic and amateur gang. Some of the men began to whistle at you, it made you slightly uncomfortable. “Damn, looking fine as hell sexy. Love those tits in your dress.” One of the disgusting men snorted at you, which you bit your lip in discomfort.

•Mikey was already boiling with anger. “I guess you idiots are apart of some pathetic gang, be careful about talking to my girlfriend like that.”

•”U-Um thanks.” You responded awkwardly before one of the men spoke again “can you give me some directions for how I can get into your panties?” Mikey glaring right at the men, who even looked like trash.

•This is when Mikey took matters into his own hands as he began to throw kicks at the men, instantly throwing them down, blood was drawn. He didn’t want to get his hands dirty.

•You stood back in fear “Mikey isn’t this too much…? Let’s just go, before the cops come!” You begged him, biting down on your fingernails hesitantly as some of the men from that lame gang ran off.

•”Why did you just let that happen?“ Your blonde haired boyfriend glared at you, he could be childish and he was feeling jealous so he put the blame on you. “You should’ve told them to fuck off and go to hell, you know I’d protect you and back you up.” Mikey snorted. You let out a sigh and your face began to feel hot as anger bubbled up within you.

•You weren’t just going to yell at a group of strange men telling them to “fuck off” you would’ve just ignored them and went on your way, confrontation like that wasn’t always safe. “Mikey. Do you realize you don’t need to go ballistic every time something happens to me? I would’ve just ignored them.”

•This was when he began ignoring you and getting into a cold tone. “Fine, let’s just go home.” Mikey adjusted the collar of his white shirt as the walk home to your shared apartment was silent. You knew you didn’t fuck up, of course you appreciated Mikey looking out for you but he had no reason to be so childish and ignore you.

•The rest of the day Mikey spent it on the couch across from you, turning on his cell phone to make some phone calls. Eventually, you two were sitting in silence with TV on in the background. “Why do you keep looking at me?” You asked with some attitude.

•”Why do you keep looking at me is the question.” Mikey bluntly replied, leaning against the couch across from you with his chin propped up on his hand. “Hmph, I appreciate you protecting me but sometimes you take things to the extreme.” You let out, before Mikey got up from his seat and grabbed your arms placing them above your head, pinning them. “Extreme?” He asked.

•”L-listen Mikey, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to get mad at you.”

•“I’m sorry too, cutie.” He sighed before glancing around the room, “now you’ve gotta make it up to me, baby.”

•Your eyes widened as you bit your lip, he was learning down and gazing into your (color) orbs. “You do look sexy, though. Can’t deny that.” He grinned

•”Oh yeah? How can I make it up to you, babe?” You asked with a playful expression, he paused and thought momentarily. “How about you suck my cock like a good girl, let me remind you who you belong to. Then I’ll make you cum with my tongue, I’m the only man who can give you the best pleasure.”

Kazutora:

•Kazutora was extremely jealous and the overprotective type, crazy bf vibes. Again, he has been to jail once and he isn’t afraid to go again. 💀

•You had some male friends you were fairly close with, and at a party while drunk you were sitting in between two of your guy friends, smiling and having a good time.

•Kazutora who was standing near by was getting annoyed and possessive.

•He honestly enjoys scaring your male friends...lol.

•Your male friend had a blue alcoholic drink you wanted to try, so he let you take a sip from his cup. This is what bothered Kazutora. “(Name). What do you think you are doing?” He asked. “He just let me have a sip of his drink I thought it looked cool, it’s not a big deal sweetie!” You defended yourself and your friend.

•You had been hanging around your group of guy friends lately and it’s been a little too close for Kazutora’s comfort. You could he unintentionally flirty and playful which pissed him the fuck off. ”I’m sick of you getting so close to close to these weak dudes, all the hugs, sharing drinks, it’s too much now.” Kazutora glared at the guys you were sitting with.

•”Or maybe you are just crazy for the attention.” His eyes turned dark and had the maniac flare in them.

•What made it worse was also the fact you had his shirt on. You were his girlfriend, his girl, his precious baby to protect. Tora would even get jealous and give other dudes the death stare while you two were at the beach, if anyone glanced at you in the wrong way he took it personally. Kazutora his gotten into fights over you before.

•”Don’t you fucking dare call me that. I-I’m sorry. I won’t hug them as much and I’ll be more mindful to your feelings. But we are just friends, I’ve known these guys my whole life, I love you only Kazutora!” You say standing up from your spot and walking towards him.

•Perhaps you didn’t realize his jealously was also rooted from some inner insecurity. You held Kazutora’s hand and led him to another room, trying to calm him down. “Why would you say that?! You know I love you and only you.” Tears rolled down your cheeks as he realized his words hurt you.

•The man paused for a moment, running his hand through his black and bleached bright blonde strands of hair — he paced around the empty room as you trembled. “I’m so sorry for calling you that, (Name). You don’t deserve that baby, I love you so much. It just makes me feel a little jealous when those guys get so close to you, I know how guys are like and you are a gorgeous babe. I don’t want to lose you.” Kazutora confessed as his eyes lock with yours.

•You understood what he meant and forgave him. Of course, he shouldn’t have said that. But you knew Kazutora didn’t mean that and really just needed reassurance.

•You both decided to leave the party and take a night time walk together, holding hands while sorting everything out. Communication goes miles.

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Mitsuya:

•Mitsuya and you were a very close couple, your relationship was built on a ton of trust and loyalty. He was very considerate towards you.

•Fighting with him as your boyfriend is impossible!!

•You two were out at night, Mitsuya was meeting up with some old friends and you were wearing a very short skirt and a revealing top. Which he didn’t mind, he felt secure and you looked great. The looks other men and his friends gave you slightly irked him.

•When you two came back home as soon as you closed the front door Mitsuya spoke “so, was wearing such a short skirt necessary for tonight? You looked gorgeous but I think it was a little too short for public.” The lavender haired man fiddled with the keys in his hand.

•”Well what did you think of it?! I was trying a new look out.” You said in a bubbly tone.

•Mitsuya worked in fashion and designing and he often used you as his main subject for wearing his designs and testing out styles. He made you clothes often too. “It looked tacky.” He muttered.

•”What?” You asked hurt. Before Mitsuya realized his words came out wrong, so wrong. “I didn’t mean it like that, baby. I’m so sorry. I just meant, the outfit is a little short and revealing. The clothes don’t look so amazing, you look amazing in them but I could make you a skirt you’d look much sexier in.” He apologized.

•”I didn’t realize others were checking me out. I didn’t mean to make you upset. I’m sorry.” You pouted, looking into your boyfriends hazy eyes.

•”I’m sorry for coming off that way, you always look beautiful. Speaking of which… I made you something I’d like to see on you.” Mitsuya gave a soft smile. He was a mature man, he grew up raising his younger sisters, it was a genuine mistake and a statement he made without thinking.

•You nodded your head but felt puzzled, you followed him to your bedroom. He reached into his side of the closet and brought out a lovely, white, lace summer dress. He tailored it to fit you perfectly, so that’s why he was taking measurements of you a few weeks ago.

•”Try it on. I thought it would be a pretty summer dress you could wear out. You will look like an angel.” He softly smiled. Your eyes lit up in excitement.

•You stood up eagerly and began to undress, which Mitsuya tried to look the other direction to avoid getting horny and turned on. But ended up biting his lip and checking your body out as he saw the pretty set of lingerie you had on, the way your breasts looked covered in that bra, how your panties hugged your hips.

•You slipped the dress on and he helped zip it up in the back. “Give me a spin.” He smirked, his eyes watching your every movement as you spun around to show off your dress. “So beautiful.” He praised.

•”I might need to make a few adjustments but you look perfect. It looks so amazing on you, my sexy girl.” Mitsuya hummed.

•You admired yourself in the mirror for a minute as Mitsuya took a seat on the bed. You managed to unzip the dress and got yourself out of it. “So what do you think of my new set of lingerie though?” You giggled.

•His eyes widened with surprise, “come here and I’ll tell you all about it.” He ordered pointing to his lap.

Kokonoi:

•Kokonoi was often going gambling or spending time at casinos, it could get in the way of spending time with you. And one night this really upset you.

•You called him on the phone as you were feeling particularly anxious and wanted him to come home. You were at the apartment alone and there was a thunderstorm, which you were scared of.

•He picked up the damn phone on the last ring. “Hey sweetie pie, what’s up?” His charming voice spoke to you through the phone.

•”Can you please come home?” You asked nervously. “Why? You know I’m gambling right now, love.” He asked in confusion yet stern.

•A sound of thunder filled the room as you shrieked. How did he not remember you were scared of thunderstorms?

•”I’m scared, please come home Koko!” You begged. “Stop playing games, is there actually a problem hun?” Kokonoi said he’d be home before 11 PM and it was now 11:30 and the storm was getting worse.

•”You said you’d be home 30 minutes ago! There is a thunderstorm outside and I’m scared, you don’t even remember what your own girlfriend is scared of?” You snapped.

•That is when he realized he fucked up. “(Name), my beautiful girl… I’m so sorry I totally lost track of time. I, I am so sorry. I am coming home right now.”

•You gave a few soft cries through the phone as Kokonoi stayed on speaker phone while he was being driven home. He drive took a bit longer than expected but you assumed it was from the rain storm? Once he was home he rushed into your bedroom and wrapped you in a tight hug and kissed your forehead.

•”I’m sorry baby girl. Does this make it any better?” From behind his back he pulled out a set of designer pjs and a cute plushie. He loved to spoil you.

•”It’s okay, I’m happy you’re here now.” You felt safe again.

•You put on your new pjs before cuddling with Koko in bed and peacefully falling asleep. <3

Hanma:

•Hanma loves getting into trouble, as you know his often regular habits of getting into fights, or some smaller crimes such as stealing.

•Hanma decided one night he was going to break into a designer store with some of his friends, this was while you were home asleep. He ended up stealing a designer perfume and a bag for you. The gifted it to you the next day and you were suspicious. At first he played it off as he purchased it and not to worry about where he got it from, but you figured out he did in fact steal. (Don’t steal everyone!)

•”Hanma, what the fuck! You can’t just steal and gift me this, it was 2000$ no damn way! You can get in serious trouble!” You freaked out telling him. “So? I’d never get caught. I did this for you princess, you know how much I love you.” He was offended you were going off on him.

•You glared up at your boyfriend who was standing before you with your arms crossed. “You did not need to steal a 2000$ bag and expensive perfume for me. If you wanted to give me a gift for our anniversary all you needed to do is tell me you loved me, not put yourself at risk you idiot.” You lectured him. “God damn, do I ever get a day where my girlfriend won’t stop bitchin’. Chill out shorty.” The taller male certainly did not like being told what to do.

•”What?” You stammered. “I love you so much, I just don’t want you getting arrested or in trouble. It’s too risky Hanma. I don’t want to be visiting my boyfriend in jail.”

•The dark haired male who was wearing a grey shirt and black shorts looked at you and simply walked out of the room. Then you heard him leave the apartment, you opened up your phone to realize it was 12 AM, you must’ve really bothered him.

•You now sat worried in bed, until you heard the door open an hour later. Then you saw Shuji walk in the room, he opened up his phone to show you a photo of the designer items he left outside the store he stole from. “What about finger prints?” You asked. “They can catch me if they can, nobody can keep up to me. Look,” he said.

•He handed you a bag which he ordered food from your favourite restaurant that was open late, inside was your favourite food, appetizer, dessert, drink and a plushie. He had the receipt as proof. You looked up at him and blushed. “T-thank you Hanma, I love you.” You grinned.

•After eating your food (which of course you shared with him)! He began looking into your eyes, grabbing you as he pulled you into his lap. “I love you, (Name).” You felt your crotch press up against his as you wiggled around and blushed shyly.

•”Want me to make it up to you and show you how sorry I am? Let’s be honest, it’s been a bit since you let me drill that pretty pussy.” His deep voice spoke into your ear as he pressed kisses on the back of your neck, before sucking on the side of your neck, leaning a mark. You whined in response.

•”Perhaps… Mm yeah, it has been awhile.” You giggled. “I’ve missed my lil cum slut. Do you need daddy to give you some foreplay before I fuck that pussy and choke you?” His smirk on his face was damn hot, you took a hold of his hand as you squeezed it.

•His hands trailed up underneath your shirt to grope your breasts underneath your bra. Then, you know what happened next.

Ran:

•You are not too much of a jealous girlfriend, but you won’t deny you get a little jealous when you catch others looking at your boyfriend.

•You had joined Ran to a bar tonight for a business meeting, so of course you got dressed up in a dress that matched his suit. You had your makeup done up, some high heels on and you were looking breath taking.

•Half way through the night while Ran got up to order more drinks for your group. That is when you saw a woman talking to him, she was pretty, it was beginning to make you feel insecure.

•Ran is loyal and he didn’t even think she was attractive lmao, ever since you two started dating he thinks everyone else isn’t that good looking.

•Mature man, he likes to keep your relationship smooth so no arguments.

•He politely declined her offers before coming back to your table. This put you into an annoyed and anxious mood. You were quiet the rest of the night before it was time to leave. Once your company left, you were giving Ran the silent treatment.

•”Sweetie, you okay?” His smooth voice asked in concern, your bothered emotions clear to him. You ignored him before speaking a few moments later as you two left the bar. “So, what did that woman want?” You asked with a flare of sass.

•”Is this what you’re worried about?” He stopped in his tracks. “Honey, I told her I wasn’t interested and I have my own girlfriend I love very much. She doesn’t look as good as you-“

•”You’re mine! I don’t want to share you ever.” You snapped, his slightly annoyed him since he didn’t like attitude very much. “Babydoll, please calm down and watch your tone.” He warned.

•”So? Who gives a damn. I hate seeing other girls flirt with my boyfriend.” You sulked.

•”Enough.” He put his foot down and looked down at you. “Stop putting yourself in a position to feel so jealous. I don’t like seeing other men flirt with you but you are absolutely jaw dropping. There is no reason for you to be giving me attitude like this.”

•You were silent the way home once he drove you two home. You stormed off to take a shower, you began to cry to yourself in the shower. You regret having been to harsh. Your boyfriend Ran Haitani was so lovely and didn’t deserve that. You shouldn’t feel so insecure in your relationship anyway.

•Once you got out of the shower, you got dressed in plain black panties and an oversized shirt before combing your wet hair and finding Ran in the living room. He was in the dark watching TV, you looked at him, you two made eye contact before you turned away.

•”C’mere (Nickname).” He called out.

•Once sitting with him on the couch you apologized “I’m sorry for being rude and snapping at you. I’ll try not to put myself down so much, I trust you.” You apologized with a sniffle. “That’s my girl. It’s alright. I love you.”

•”I love you too.”

•An hour of cuddling later turned into Ran eating you out, reminding you how much he loves you. Before he turned you over doggystyle to pound your tight pussy, cumming inside of you and marking you as his.

Rindou:

•You and Rindou fought about a guy looking at you the wrong way. Rindou was protective over his girl like most dudes and wanted everyone to know, they need to keep their eyes off of you

•You two sometimes argue over what to eat but it is cute.

•You were annoyed and puzzled as to why he told a guy to “fuck off” just because he was checking you out which you didn’t realize. “Rindou, it’s not a big deal just calm down babe!”

•But he wasn’t having any of that. You two were now at home and he glared at you. “That dude was looking at you the wrong way, I had to let him know of his place.”

•”Ah…Okay, I understand.” You sighed just complying with him. If that’s how he was going to act, then so be it. You just accepted it. “Is there anything I can do to make it better?” You asked tilting your head innocently.

•That’s when he gave you the most dirty smirk you’ve ever seen. “How about you suck me off right here, right now, angel.”

•To say less, Rindou easily felt back to his usual self again once you have him an incredible blowjob and got to see his cum all over your pretty face.

Sanzu:

•Sometimes you and your boyfriend, Sanzu. Would argue over little things, this being one of them. He didn’t want you going out in that sexy and short sparkly dress he bought you. It was meant to be for his eyes only.

•He took things personally as he would stare violently and get aggressive with men who happened to gaze your way. Sanzu had no problem getting physical with someone else for the sake of you.

•”I can wear whatever I want.” “Yeah but I bought that for you, doll. I have some choice in the matter.”

•”Ah Sanzu, stop! You are so controlling, I’m a grown woman. I can wear what I want, most guys don’t go crazy over what their girlfriend chooses to wear and they trust her!”

•Sanzu stood over you and his eye twitched. “Is it so bad I care about you? There’s fucked up dudes out there who want to hurt you, I just want to protect you.”

•The two of you went back and fourth for awhile until you gave up. “I’m sorry, Sanzu.”

•”I’m sorry too… It’s fine if you want to wear it out, but I’ll be by your side the whole night not letting go.”

•You knew sometimes he was afraid of losing you. His arms reached out to hug you as you hugged him back. “It’s good we sort this out, it’s never good to go to bed feeling anxious and unresolved. I love you.” You told him.

•”I love you too baby, so very much.”

•You looked up into his charming eyes, he gazed down lovingly. “You are my world.”

[strawberryfairi]

Shuji Hanma | Headcanons

★ When he flirts with you; Black Girl Edition❣️ ★ Fluff; Shuji being ridiculously chaotic and you pretending not to love it

💎 DO NOT let this man's looks fool you. Shuji is a cornball ass bozo! I said what I had said💁🏾‍♀️

~He comes across so intimidatingly gorgeous, especially since he's so damn tall, but he flirts with you like he's still in high school because he thinks it's funny. Just the most unserious man to walk the earth.

~ For example: "You got any bandaids? 'Cause I scraped my knees when I fell for you, baby." He murmurs next to your ear with a wide, prideful grin. You give him your best side eye for a moment, then walk away shaking your head, attempting to force your smile down so he wouldn't get boosted off your reaction.

"You need to go on somewhere with your goofy ass. That was even worse than yesterday." You reply over your shoulder, the amusement all in your voice as you kept walking.

~He would never admit this out loud, but he loves the way you always roll your eyes and walk away trying to hide your smile from him when he makes a move on you. He follows after you every single time.

~Honestly he can be like that annoying sibling that won't stop bothering you when he wants to. Turning your bedroom light on then leaving with your door wide open type time...that's Shuji.

~He will absolutely insert himself into your daily life, and do it without warning. He just...arrives. ~Does not care about your feelings on the matter either^^, if he wants to be around you he will.

~You act like you'd never give him the time of day and he absolutely, positively loves it.

~You have to give it to 'em, he's definitely persistent.

~He's never satisfied with his encounters with you until you're completely bothered and/or utterly embarrassed by him.

~Example #2: "Get back! Why're you always doin' the most?!" You rant, covering your face with hands to hide the embarrassment as you walk. This man Shuji had started yelling out Michael Jackson lyrics in the middle of the sidewlak all out in public like he don't got no damn sense. Acting like he's in a music video behind you, people start to stare and mumble discreetly to each other as they passed by you two, only making the embarrassment ten thousand times worse.

"JUST KISS ME BABY AND TELL ME TWICE, THAT YOU'RE THE ONE FOR ME! THE WAY YOU-

"SHUJI! I'm bouta call the police on your stupid ass! Stop! 'Cause you can't even sing!" You holler over him, trying to come across as angry and annoyed as possible as you continue speed walking down the sidewalk.

~He definitely noticed the wide smile on your face....

~No no, getting serious for a second though, he'll definitely come through whenever you need his help. Especially if it involves beating some idiot guy's ass that couldn't take a hint. ~I mean, he's goofy and wild, but he's always reliable.

~Speaking of fighting, he loves to show off his skills when he can. He knows he's a great fighter and so do you.

~He loves the height and overall size difference between you too, and will definitely flex that regularly.

~He's not one to get sappy or particularly emotional, but whenever you're upset or crying about something he'll cheer you up in his own (ghetto) way.

~Example #3: You sniffled a few times, wiping your eyes with the back of your hand as you finished ranting about your coworkers at your stressful job.

"Yeah, that's a lot. So...wanna ride?" He asks, his tone plain yet a mischievous smirk made it's way onto his lips. Your face instantly scrunches up in annoyance.

"Shuji! Why can't you just like listen and-

"On my bike, on my bike!" He chuckles, waving his hands in surrender as you smack his shoulder.

"Then say that, not 'wanna ride'." You scold, giving him another one of your classic side eyes. He knew damn well that came across sexual.

The two of you spend the rest of the afternoon into night riding around town until you completely forgot about the stress of the day. It was a win-win in Shuji's mind. You weren't upset anymore, and he got to spend hours with the feeling of your arms wrapped around him for once instead of smacking him.

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🧚🏾‍♀️A/N: Ugh, I love Shuji, he's such a goofy, tall cutie.

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