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meloarto-me · 8 months

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Shiryu X (Reader) Nurse SMUT

(I apologize for errors, etc. English is not my native language.)

Shiryu X (Reader) / Shiryu of the rain (One Piece) x (Reader) Nurse

Word Count: 2,547

Cw: Smut/Lemon/Nsfw, Breaking down sizes, vaginas, vaginal penetration, Daddy Breaking down, BDSM, masochism. Age difference, possessive Shiryu, Illicit relationship.

Synopsis: You are a regular nurse at Impel Down prison. A young inexperienced nurse, she catches the eye of Impel Down guard commander Shiryu. There is a huge difference in height, (he is a gutsy 340 cm tall) and a huge difference in age. (For now, he gives you 20 years and he is 42.) Your illicit relationship is left in the secrets of the prison.

Masterlist

Standing straight, you raise your head. Water runs down your face, breasts, belly and the rest of your body. Wet hair sticks to your face and body. Standing like this for a while, you turn off the water and step out of the shower, wrapping your body in a towel.

You walk over to get the clothes that are lying on the shelf.

While changing your clothes, you remember that Shiryu wanted to meet you today.

As you toss the dirty thongs into the laundry basket, you realize you don't have any others with you to change into. You blush and go without them under your nurse's uniform (you are dressed in a white nurse's apron with an extremely short skirt. Shiryu chose. Short buttoned sleeves, a collar and tall white shoes).

You hold the front of the skirt in your hands so as not to expose anything, walking like this you reach his office. You knock and enter.

"Sorry I'm late Shiryu."

You bow your head, because if you bend down, he will see your bare bottom.

Shiryu Silent smoking a cigar, hearing the apology raises his eyes from above the papers. He smiles at you, blows out the smoke.

"Don't worry (Reader)…. I won't bite too hard today. You don't need to apologize, dearest puppy. You're here now and that's all that matters."

He whispers smoking a cigar, putting the papers aside.

"Now let's see how much you want to please your Dad by bending over this desk like a good girl while I prepare our next lesson together."

He smiles biting the cigar in his mouth, patting the desk encouraging you to follow the instruction.

"As you fulfill my request, try not to think about how exposed or vulnerable you may feel right now. Instead, focus on learning everything I can teach you about submission and obedience to me."

Impatiently you nod and walk up. I stand in front of the desk on your side, you smile with a small blush.

Your heart is pounding in your chest from impatience.

Obediently you lean your upper body against the desk with your head turned to the side. Closing your eyes, you blush intensely.

The short doctor's outfit you are wearing has rolled up, showing the lack of a thong underneath.

You remain silent, feeling your excitement growing.

"Good girl."

He smokes a cigar, slides his index finger over your ass, a very gentle touch on your skin, makes you tremble.

"As for today … Well, let me just say that I have a few more 'treatments' planned before bed. But first: how do you feel, knowing that your little butt is under my complete control? Do you wish there was something - or someone - to make you feel so powerless and yet so desirable? Speak up now, puppy; remember: honesty is always best with Daddy Shiryu."

You shudder at his words.

"That's exactly how I love it, Daddy! I want to be a slut just for you! Only you can look at me like this and make me feel this way!"

You wait excitedly, your hips spontaneously twisting gently from side to side, looking for any friction on your excited pussy.

You close your eyes. You blush, which shows on your (Color) skin.

"Hmmm, it seems that you are very excited and impatient…. Why don't we look for some way to calm you down right now? After all, what's a puppy that can't follow orders without hesitation or question - especially when those orders involve serving Daddy so enthusiastically."

He inhales his cigar, stops touching your butt.

"Now get on your knees, my dear. And make sure you pay plenty of attention to the bulge in those pants, tonight you'll get a special treat from Daddy Shiryu before bed."

He smiles sadistically at you while letting the smoke out of his mouth.

As I help you lower your pants and underwear, revealing his throbbing impressive length with a sensitive head already leaking pre-cum, I watch impatiently as you kneel before him as he sits on a chair in front of his desk.

Eagerly you open your mouth taking the foreskin into your mouth. The salty taste of pre-cum stings your tongue. Even that doesn't discourage you from sucking and satisfying Shiryu with your mouth, you tried your best, chodx you didn't know much about it.

"There you go… Good little cocksucker. Imagine how scandalous it would have been if someone had approached us while we were busy getting to know each other."

While Shiryu ponders this proposition, he continues to watch as you (Reader) bend your head up and down his length with ever-increasing fervor - taking more of it into your mouth each time until you choke slightly before pulling back to breathe again. Then you continue the action again.

This feeling, combined with your willingness to take control in such degrading circumstances, only increases his arousal.

"But unfortunately, work also demands attention - even for those like us who like to play God behind closed doors. So let me ask again: are you really prepared for what's coming?"

He asks while catching your hair in his fist and pulls you away from his cock.

You lick your lips from the renewed need to suck his cock that barely fits in your mouth. You rub his sex with a small hand that barely wraps around it.

"Yes daddy. Everything you give me is good for me. I really thank you for that."

You lean over and kiss the tip of his penis, looking into your eyes with a sadistic smile. He bites the vygaro in his mouth pulling your hair.

"I really thank you Shiryu."

You say, and tears of happiness appear in the corners of your eyes.

He pulls you close and orders you wordlessly to continue sucking his cock. This time you keep your hands on his thighs to hold on to something. From time to time you drive your nails into his thighs. Leaving a trail of crescents on your skin. He moans at the sensation, tilting his head back.

Kneeling in front of him without your panties, you feel your arousal flow out of your vagina and bathe the floor beneath you, forming a small puddle.

You continue sucking on his penis, closing your eyes to concentrate on giving him pleasure.

"You're a fast learner… Perhaps I could make good use of those lips in the future."

He extinguishes the cigar in the ashtray, pulls you back by your hair.

Slipping out of his chair and dropping to his knees behind you, Shiryu reaches over to gently tug on your hair, then pulls it back hard enough that he has no choice but to arch his back in surrender while exposing your beautiful neck.

"Do you see it here?"

He asks, sliding his free finger over your vagina and rubbing gentle circles on it.

"So wet and eager… And all this just for me."

He inserts one finger into you making you cry out, feeling a pleasant stretching through your big toe.

Touching you and preparing you for a moment.

He pulls out a wet finger and sucks it clean. It lines up behind you, pressing the head of the penis into the waiting hole.

With one slow motion, the hips are pushed into your dripping spinal cord. Shiryu slowly slips into your pussy from behind without any mercy from your smaller body.

Feeling it touching some place in you (G-spot) you scream with pleasure.

You can't explain why, but that old man turns you on so much.

The vaginal walls clench around him like a vice, and you moan and scream when he fills you up and fucks you so well.

It's your relationship with him, and every one of them was unworldly. (I'll add that he took your virginity.)

Come on, you're fucked unconscious by Shiryu, you're happy. You lean forward, leaning on your elbows, doing a so-called doggy pose.

Sexual position on the dog allows you to stimulate the very sensitive parts of the vagina in you.

The warden leans over you and squeezes the uniformed nurse's breasts that were like his massive arms.

You're screaming for a new stretch, and your saliva is dripping down your mouth on the floor.

Shiryu loves to hear the desperation and need in your voice, seeing your submission as he takes control of your situation.

Slowly she starts to drive deeper into your tight pussy with every hard blow of her breath biting the warge, she wants to be quiet to hear your moans and screams of pleasure.

Leaning over you, he lets go of your breasts and grasping tightly by your hips.

"This is it"

He's grunting in your ear because he clenches his teeth.

"Shout for me, little girl… Let Daddy hear how much you want that big, fat dick inside you."

Every word spoken by him serves only to further fuel the flames in (Reader). He pushes his hips into you harder and faster, which shows even more his own pleasure.

Your irresistible desire for yourself grows with every moment you share.

It pulls itself out of you.

"Lie down on the desk. Now."

Swallowing loudly, you close your eyes and stand up with trembling legs. And you stand in front of the desk You lean back on the desk with your hands behind your back. You stick your buttocks towards him so that your vagina is at the level of his penis.

(This position, like many others from the back, allows for strong stimulation of the vaginal wall along with the G-spot)

They twist their hips to their sides, you wait for him to do something, you come up with a brilliant idea.

“Daddy, can you… can you tie me up?”

You're speaking in the sweetest, most innocent voice he's ever heard. You look at him with innocent eyes waiting for orders.

"The Good Girl"

Shiryu smiles, amused by your zeal. Taking the red rope from the desk cabinet, it grabs your hands and ties behind your back, specially pressing your little body to the desk.

It touches your vagina with a finger, makes you tremble in anticipation. Without further ado, he sets up again at your entrance and slowly begins to shove his massive dick back into your tight heat.

It's an incredibly painful feeling, but you know the pain will turn into pleasure. You still can't get used to its enormous size.

"Ahhhh… "

Shiryu moans deeply as he thrusts himself into you to the handle, your belly fucks on the table from a huge penis inside your tiny body.

Hitting every inch of your insides - make you feel full like never before.

You scream with pleasure, bending your back into a bow.

You moan while biting your lip. Tugging slightly tied hands, you hope that they will free themselves and you will be able to suppress with them the cries of pleasure.

Your hole squeezes around his penis as he rubs against the G-spot inside of you, I blow. He takes your hair in his fist and pulls it backwards, bending your head backwards.

"Oh, my God, yes! Right there, Dad! Thank you! Thank you Shiryu~~!"

You scream when he abuses your G-spot.

Shiryu giggles darkly, enjoying the power he has over (Reader)

"This is it, little girl. Scream for Daddy."

Now he's pumping his hips harder and faster, grunting with every deep thrust that hits right at your point, your juices covering his shaft as you squeezed around him in ecstasy.

Shiryu reaches down between them, using his free hand to grab your chest through the nurse's uniform, then roughly pinching and pulling the dress's nipple.

This dual stimulation sends waves of pleasure flowing through your body, causing uncontrollable muscle spasms.

"You like it when I take control, don't you? When do I make your body sing for me?"

He's growling low in your ear.

"I love~! I love everything you give me! Everything! I love you Shiryu!"

You scream without thinking about the consequences of your words. You're drooling when you feel her pulling your hair tighter.

The vagina clamped a grip on its shank. You're trembling. Tied hands behind your back tremble in ecstasy.

As you feel your orgasm growing, you scream.

"Daddy! I'll fucking come. Please ~~ let me cum on your fat dick that fills me well."

Shiryu smiles, his eyes darken with desire as he feels his pussy (Reader) squeeze tightly around him.

"Ahhh… such a good girl"

He grunts, then reaches down to rub the bumps. His thrusts have become more pronounced now that she's asked permission.

"Take it all, doll! Come for Daddy"

He growls fiercely as his hips violently snap underneath him, sending waves of hot sperm shooting deep into your womb where no man has ever had and will have access before.

Your inner walls spasm uncontrollably around him, while the milky-white liquid continues to pour into her - marking her as completely his.

I'm screaming when you're walking around his penis.

"Oh, my God, yes! Yes~~!"

The heat flows through your whole body. Your vagina tightens when you milk him from orgasm. You feel his sperm inside you, you moan louder at the sensation.

More cum combined, bathes on his uniform pants.

Falling flat with your upper body on a desk and lying on the papers, you breathe hard as you come down from orgasm.

Shiryu gives off a long, satisfied moan as she descends from her own orgasmic high.

“This is it, little girl”

He grumbled hoarsely before he finally got out of your fucked-up pussy with an audible crack.

"I think it's all taken care of."

He reaches for his cigar and pulls it over and over again, then with a sigh he looks around for the scattered papers and files that have cluttered his desk.

Shiryu shrugged indifferently.

"It can wait till tomorrow"

He grunted, then offered (Reader) a helping hand to get up from where she had fallen on the desk earlier. His eyes wandered for a moment towards the door - making sure no one was listening in on their little meeting - and then he returned to meet her eyes again.

You moan when he takes your penis out. Semen drips from your vagina onto the floor.

Lying on the desk, you close your eyes while resting. When he shakes your hand, you want to give him yours, but they're tied in the back.

"Could you untie my hands?"

You ask in a tired voice. Sperm is still flowing out of your core. Shiryu's papers are dirty with sweat and soaked with the smell of sex.

Shiryu giggles darkly, his eyes twinkle with amusement as he pulls out of your dripping pussy and watches his last cum trickle out from his partner's pussy.

“Of course, my little pet.”

He grunted, then reached to gently untie his hands (Reader). Once released, you can stand up slowly, clinging to his large shoulders, which comfortingly lined up on her shoulders

When they sit together in a chair in the office, Shiryu puts you on a desk and puts on your pants, fixing your uniform. He sits down and pulls you to his knees.

You cuddled into his arm, relaxing while he smokes a cigar, rubbing your thighs.

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thomasisaslut · 11 months

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Amorentia || Severus Snape x F!Hufflepuff Reader

Chapter Three || Intensity

Word Count: 1219

Includes: Themes of Masturbation & Masturbation

Waking up the same as you did yesterday you sigh, you frown a bit as you sit up in your small twin sized bed. 'I won't be able to have potions until the end of the day..' You think, for some reason it makes you sad. You shrug it off then rise from your bed. Changing into the Hufflepuff uniform again.

Soon enough you finish your morning routine and go to your Care for Creatures class.

Once there the class begins, Hagrid explains that today you will all be learning about the Griffin. He then hands you all textbooks, you open to the correct page using magic. The entire class studies the animal for a good 15 minutes before Hagrid announces he will be bringing in a Griffin, he explains to the class that beast is completely tamed.

"Now! Are all of you ready?" He smiles, the Griffin now beside him on a small red leash.

"He does no harm, just approach him as we did with the Hippogriff." Hagrid explains.

"Who would like to go first, class?" He looks around the class thats standing outdoors. He sighs as no one raises their hand.

"[First Name]! Come on up." He calls on you.

You hesitate and nod before approaching the beast, when reaching your hand our the beast growls, for some reason it sets off something in your hands and you feel pain.

"Sir.. I have to go to the nurse." You step back from the beast and Hagrid.

"What for?" Hagrid asks.

"My.. My hands hurt, terribly." You explain, your cheeks becoming more flustered as you feel a sudden heat rush to your core.

He nods, you then turn your heel and you walk towards the large Hogwarts building. Once reaching the large hallways of the building you decide to walk towards the bathroom instead. You need to take care of the rush of wetness at your bottom half. You rush to one of hidden bathrooms in the palace. Running down a set of stairs you turn right then go to the end of the corridor. Reaching the bathroom, you heard the chamber of secrets was in this room but that though isn't in your mind at the time is. The only thought you have right now is the heavy heat you feel in between your thighs.

Once in the bathroom you rush to the last stall, slamming the door shut as you enter, you flip up your skirt and pull your panties down to your ankles. Once their down you sit on the toilet seat, flinging your legs up to the side of the walls in the stall. Your left foot on a small metal rod in the bathroom stall whilst your right is on the toilet paper holder. Now you're spread eagle as you bring your middle finger to your clit. Gently rubbing circles onto the body part you moan, the sound echoing in the empty restroom. You quick your pace as you move your free hand to your folds, inserting your index finger you rub faster on your clitoris. You feel the wetness in your tight core grow, covering your dry fingers—soaking them in fluid. You add a second finger as you feel the building in your lower stomach, you clutch around your fingers as you rub faster. You quickly press in a third finger as you feel your release coming. Now rubbing your clit as fast as possible you moan louder than before. Soon enough you cum with a loud release—in this moment you realize you were thinking about him the entire time—Severus Snape. Your liquid dripping down your thighs and seeping into the rim of your skirt. You remove your fingers from your core and take your middle finger off your clit. You then bring your legs down from the positions they were stuck in. Groaning you grab some toilet paper to clean the mess from your thighs. Slipping your panties back on you still feel wet and a heavy rush of desire and want. You sigh as you still don't feel satisfied.

You soon exit the bathroom, checking a small watch on your wrist you see you've spent 20 minutes masturbating. You groan then walk to the sink, cleaning off your hands from your sticky fluids. Exiting the bathroom you head back up the stairs and back to the main hallway. You quickly rush to the dungeons, desperate to see a certain Professor. You peep through the door window of the classroom, you see he's teaching a first year class, instantly your chest fills with envy, the feeling of wetness now completely gone as jealously fills your mind.

Around 20 minutes later the class ends, you instantly rush into the potion dungeon. Your eyes lock with the gloomy Professor instantly.

"What is it, Ms. [Last Name]?" He snaps, clearly unhappy to see your presence.

You tense instantly, you forgot completely why you were here. Making up an excuse you stutter. "M-My injuries, sir."

Of course thats the best you came up with.

"I told you to see the nurse, Ms. [Last Name]." His tone is aggravated.

"I know.. but since you did the stitching-"

He cuts you off. "Go to the infirmary wing, now."

You hesitate but nod, turning around you exit his classroom. You feel as if-if you disobeyed him you would be punished, but you wouldn't mind that, for some reason.

Reaching the infirmary wing you spot Madame P, she instantly walks over to you. "What's wrong dear?" You lift your arm then push the Hufflepuff robes sleeve up to reveal the stitches.

"Oh my, you're the Amorentia girl, correct?" She asks, a small polite smile on her face. You nod.

"Come on sweetie, I'll examine them. Has there been any effects showing?"

"No Madame.." You mumble. "Well, as far as I know of, what would be effects?"

"Do you feel attraction towards someone you never thought you would before—obsession almost? Perhaps you've done something for attention from that person? Maybe thought of them rapidly?"

"No Madame..." You lie to her. "There has been an odd.. desire... feeling, but that is about all."

'It's still partially the truth' You say to yourself.

She nods, "I understand, sweetie. I will try to find an antidote, if not you will just have to wait until the effects wear off, alright?"

"I understand, but... how long will this last? It happened two days ago.."

"How much got into your wounds before they were stitched?"

You hesitate, "Around half the bottle this size" You hold your hands in a position to example the bottle, it was around 6 inches.

Her face grimaces almost immediately, "Well.. Ms. [Last Name].. it may last 1-3 months with that much amount directly to the body's stream.."

You visibly tense and look absolutely stunned.

"I will try my best to find an antidote, Ms. [Last Name]. But know that there is no current one." She frowns then lightly places her hand on your shoulder before turning her heel to help another patient in the infirmary wing.

You decide to leave the room as thoughts of your teacher swarm your brain, he was the one you though of when you touched yourself earlier of the day, could it be him the potion chose?

Chapter Four:

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sylvahell · 2 years

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❤️ Country Nurse ❤️

I paid a little too much but damn was it worth it for me lmao. They has so much stuff, I have to keep it in a bag or I'll totally lose it eyydudhshaha. They got a little scuffed up unfortunately, I don't know how, but they did 🥺🥺🥺it's okay I love them anyways!! I think they're one of my favourites

So I think if you bought this for a kid to play with, they'll enjoy it, but this is one of those toys that will just eventually, lose all it's pieces. It's very cool, and very fascinating to look at, and I do recommend getting this set for a reasonable price (around 20-30 USD)- I do want to warn about the nurse's cap damaging the head flocking. I don't ever plan to change my milk rabbit, so I am leaving it on permanently.

The crutches are intended for child/sibling sized dolls, however they work with the adult sized ones well. The foot bandages are intended for the child/sibling sized dolls as well, I believe. I don't recommend forcing it on an adult sized one, but it could be possible. It seems very tight, even on the small dolls, so I don't ever leave it on long, for the same reason I wouldn't recommend leaving the nurse's cap on.

This is a novel set for collectors imo, and if you need something to round out a doctor's office, or maybe a dentist, this set works well to fill out the scene. I don't have these things, but I am a sucker for a uniform. This is a very, VERY cute uniform :) cuter in person. Cute on the bunny :)!! Having the pills and scissors feel so surreal after seeing Sylvania Drama tiktoks 🤖🤖🤖🤖

I think my nurse deserves to be a doctor, so one day I will get or sew up a doctor's coat for them. I don't have a name for them yet <3 thinking something like "Cream" or "Mercury", something pretty and cute. The official name is Kate, but I don't want to limit my collection to the official stuff entirely. I want to rename my collection at some point, so they are a good place to start I think.

#sylvanian families #calico critters #cute #bunny #rabbit #milk rabbit #nurse #doll #doctor #wheelchair #medicine

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rebornologist · 2 years

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Can I get some kinky nsfw hc for giotto, g, daemon and alaude.

They're so underrated.

Ty🤍

omg..... not daemon spade I hate his guts

♡ Kinky 1st Gen Vongola HCs₊⁎⁺˳✧༚

NSFW under the break cuties! g/n partners in mind btw bc anyone and everyone deserves alaude time duh

WARNINGS: exhibitionism, costumes, vouyerism, kink gear, bondage, dom/sub, pet names, costumes, threesomes?, also oral sex & I mention dissociation @ some pt girl idk

Giotto

He's not that kinky tbh but has a big thing for praise and body worship

He would kiss every inch if your skin if you let him, whispering steamy phrases in between and even letting his hot tongue run over the smooth flesh just to tease little noises out of you

"You don't mind letting me hear that again... right, my sweet?"

He's also pretty tall and lives for how his lovers feel encased in his arms or hands, not quite the same way as a size kink but he's a soft dom and just loves being in control <3

If you have a thing for hands, he's right there :) Tenderly running one hand through his partner's hair and swiping loose strands out of their face as the other has a firm grip on the meat of their hips to guide them into his lap and grind against him

His kisses burn like fire, and locking eyes with him is probably so intense that it instantly gets the heat pooling between those plush thighs, rubbing ever so slightly against each other in desperation

.. and he notices; He notices everything, and doesn't like playing music or anything during sexy time because he revels in the quiet gasps and mewls, always knowing exactly where to press and prod to elicit such sweet sounds

Thoughts on exhibitionism? He's a rich man with a lot of fancy big and open, yet private? spaces; Catch him giving you that searing look whenever the two of you are alone regardless of where it is.. the pool, the car park, the balcony, the kitchen island.. it's free real estate :)

He likes teasing about it afterwards, especially when there are people around and it's just a normal day/event right by where some... intense moments were had previously

Then he'd sneak ya off into a storage closet somewhere and people have learned not to question where the don was when he disappeared for a good 20 minutes and came back standing just a little taller with a smile a little warmer

He lives to serve, so he's a service top at heart

Way into overstimulation and doesn't stop until his partner is a squirming mess under him, feeling hot tears pricking at their eyes from how overwhelming every touch and stroke is

"Oh... you can take another one, I know you can. Be good for me, my dear? Good..."

The way his voice drawls so sensually as he's instructing them what to do, how to be good so he might consider ending this sweet torture

Note: he doesn't, duh. Man is ruthless

BUT he does respect the safe word, and drops everything before his partner is even done saying it, in the case that they really were so overstimulated that they couldn't take another second

He insists that he's a pretty normal guy, but he has a secret costume fetish lol*

You throw on a bunny suit or a little nurse outfit and all the rules are out the window; He'd definitely fuck you into next week for that, all while teasing about how you dressed up just for him and just to get his attention

"You wanted my attention, right? Well.. you're getting it now, don't say it's too much for you to handle."

I also think he has fantasies about having threesomes with Giotto if he hasn't already because they're besties and that's what friends are for, right? He gets so hot under the collar thinking about how good his partner would look bent over, presenting their ass to Giotto while he caresses their cheek and firmly gathers their hair at the nape of their neck to guide their hot mouth onto his dick; Also the way that their moans would feel around him as Giotto fills them up..

*No school uniforms ya nasties, I don't condone sexualization of minors

Daemon Spade

He's so mean... and so freaky, if you haven't seen what he did to Mukuro's body, you don't know what kind of horrors this man could stomach... @ Daemon Spade dni w my blog pls + ty

Likes strapping his partners down to chairs with their arms bound behind their backs and legs spread open and restrained, perhaps even a blindfold or a gag as he sets up some toys to bring them to orgasm over and over until they're shaking and on the verge of tears;

He'd take the gag and blindfold off just to see the desperation in their eyes and to give them some heated kisses, upping the speed so that he feels how they twitch and writhe in response to the intensity

And he just likes to watch, maybe while stroking himself and saying the dirtiest things in that hushed voice...

"You think you've suffered enough? I don't think so... be a good pet for me, won't you?"

With his use of illusions, his partners can essentially live their wildest sexual fantasies all with Daemon, but sometimes they almost lose track of what's real and what isn't; He's careful at that point, he wants to use illusions to amplify the pleasure, but it's still a kind of playing with the mind and it can lead to dissociation if he overdoes it and exhausts them mentally

He's sensitive to their mental state and always backs off when he knows it's too much; He's terrified of actually hurting them and would never forgive himself

He's also super cheesy when he's not in the kinky dungeon mood, with candles and rose petals, and his touches and kisses are feather light and softer than ever, as if you're made of glass... his little treasure

Alaude

How do you feel about restraints?

This man has no shame lol he's be on a business call with the others just languidly stroking himself in and out of his partner's mouth as they hold back their own moans and mewls, hands tied behind them (not the handcuffs asdhfsjd those are weapons?? don't do kink stuff w the same cuffs you do killing ppl stuff w duh)

And he has that same piercing blank stare as he's doing it too ??!?! It's the worst, it'll get your knees practically shaking how heavy his gaze is as the people on the other end of the call chit chat away about this plan and that plan

Once they all hang up, he roughly pulls out and sets the phone down before gripping his lover's hips and pushing them onto the nearest surface (a table, a bed, hell maybe even the kitchen counter ehe free real estate ! :) and swipes his fingers over their wet sex

"Naughty little one... so good for me, though.. are you ready for your reward, dove?"

He's always the one in control and refuses to give it up, loves pressing his partner down against any surface and taking them to pound town

And he's quiet, nothing but low, breathy groans, and the occasional pretty gasp if you're lucky; That makes it fun when he gets a call back for "one last thing, guys.." (talk about phone sex)

I don't think he's particularly kinky, but he's quite efficient and tends to have clothed sex, just unbuckling his belt and pushing his partner's undergarments to the side for access, just so he can fuck them silly over his desk before he gets back to his paperwork

His mistake was leaving the paperwork on the desk; The one time he was exceptionally mean was after the fact when he realized there was some drool and tears on the documents

Guess who's getting a little Alaude administered punishment? <33

As a side note, this one probably includes some of the most graphic scenes I've ever written and I'M SO INSECURE ABOUT IT like even writing the d word made me feel like I need to go light some incense and pray for my spirit now ALSO This isn't proofread I don't proofread anything I write lolol hope u enjoyed anyway !!

#khr #khr smut #khr kinks #hitman reborn #katekyo hitman reborn x reader #khr x reader #reader insert #khr x you #giotto x reader #g x reader #daemon spade x reader #alaude x reader #alaude #daemon spade #g khr #giotto #kink headcanons #headcanons

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Bite

Pairing: Vamp!Lisa x Human!Fem!Reader

AU: Vampire

Word Count: ~ 5,564

Warnings / Misc. -- Mentions of Blood

Disclaimer: This writing is a work of fiction, and no disrespect is meant for those mentioned herein.

A/N: Hey everyone! I'm alive! School has kept me crazy busy and I've had my hands full with other things as well, but I finished writing this one and I wanted to share with you lovely peeps. To everyone who stopped by to check in, and to those of you who’ve been patiently waiting, thank you endlessly. I love having you as my readers 💜

PS ~ I hope this isn't too bad for my first one shot in forever! Also, happy Lisa era. I’m so proud of our girl!

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Saturday, October 31st

You look like an idiot.

The nurse uniform you have on is obnoxiously cliché; short and tattered in various places to really sell the "sexy" aspect of it, little is left to the imagination. Fake blood stains dot the flimsy material in random patterns and mat some strands of the tacky blonde wig atop your head, making you look like something out of a B-movie at best.

A bonafide, absolute idiot.

When you express that sentiment to your best friend, she just rolls her eyes and holds out one last costume for you to try on. She had a few lined up in case you didn't like her other options, and clearly that's come in handy; you've already worked through the previous picks, so she crosses her fingers as your eyes skim over this one.

"Humor me, will you?" She asks, hoping that you'll give in and at least check this last one out.

"Fine, but this is your last chance. It had better be good." You raise a pointed finger at her in warning.

"I have a good feeling about this one," she says, smiling as you take the bag from her and slip into the dressing room one final time.

Her phone chimes soon after, and she's quick to retrieve it from her pocket.

Willow: Are you guys almost here?? Jackson's been asking about you.

Your best friend bites her lip at that, nervously nibbling on it as she rereads the message to make sure she didn't imagine the last part. She's liked Jackson since middle school, and he'll be swinging by the party that you've all been invited to; that's one of the main reasons she begged you to come with her tonight.

Y/BFFs/N: Still getting ready. We'll be there ASAP tho!

Willow: Alright, we'll see you soon. Don't take all night, or else👩🤛

Y/BFFs/N: Yah, cut the violence!

The sound of your best friend's soft giggling fills the air just as you manage to fasten the costume's last zipper and pull its hood over your head.

Surprise etches its way into your features as you do a spin, taking in the sight of yourself through the full length mirror of the dressing room. The outfit's red and black color schemes complement each other beautifully, giving you a powerful and sensual appeal that the other costumes didn't even stand a chance of doing. You look alluring in every sense of the word.

"Holy shit," your best friend says when you emerge, striking a pose. "You look hot!" She squeals, clapping a few times in quick succession.

There's no way you think this one looks bad.

"I think Wanda would be proud," you grin, tilting your head up and wrapping the cape around your neck.

"One hundred percent," Y/BFFs/N nods adamantly, in total agreement. The Scarlet Witch getup really compliments your features.

"Now," she starts, changing topics as she looks in the reflection of her phone's dark screen to adjust some of her hair that's gone astray. "Let's pay and then go. Willow's looking for us, and my future man's wondering where I am, too."

"Hell yeah!" You chuckle, patting her on the back. "I'll help you finally land him so you can stop pining."

You watch as she takes a moment to decide between coming up with a decent rebuttal to defend herself or agreeing with you, and you smile when she goes for the latter.

"I'd accept nothing less," she says, holding her head high like a princess. "You are my wingwoman, after all."

"And the best one in town," you add, tugging her towards the register. She reaches into her purse and pulls out the money to pay before politely handing it to the cashier.

The teenage boy takes it with a small smile, though the action looks a little comical as his upper lip gets caught on the cheap, plastic fangs he's sporting. His knock-off version of Dracula is definitely…. something… and you can tell that his managers forced him to wear it for the holiday.

"Come back and s-shhee us," he says, handing your change back. Your best friend takes it, failing to contain her laughter at his messy speech. He blushes crimson, likely cursing the plastic teeth for making him look a fool.

"We surely will," you respond, giving him a comforting smile to keep his embarrassment at bay. He nods gratefully, and you're quickly pulled out of the store by your best friend.

"Happy Halloween!" You shout over your shoulder, accompanied by the chime of the bell over the door.

"You too," he calls back, letting out a soft sigh.

---

20 Minutes Later -- The Party

Upon rounding the front of your car and stepping up onto the sidewalk outside of Willow's house, your attention is immediately caught by the numerous decorations that she put up last week.

"Huh," you mumble, gazing up at the skeleton that towers above you, standing 12 feet tall. "I think it's safe to say that this is her favorite holiday…"

"What makes you think that?" Your best friend plays, feigning ignorance as she pops up from behind a life-sized, animatronic Jason Voorhees.

"I don't know," you tut, admiring Willow's hard work a little longer. "Just a feeling."

Y/BFFs/N giggles in her unique way, making you smile at the sound as the two of you make your way up the path towards the house. You gaze down at your feet, careful to step on the stones of the walkway and avoid the motion-activated hands that scramble out of the weeds to grab unsuspecting guests.

Having known Willow your entire childhood, you've grown used to her ways.

*knock knock*

A strong, iconic synth bassline sounds off from inside, filling the otherwise quiet night around you with its catchy beat as you wait to be let in. Its sound is well known, and you almost instantly recognize it as "Sweet Dreams" by the Eurythmics.

A few seconds later, you hear clambering from inside, followed by concerning groans and shouted apologies.

Y/BFFs/N arches a skeptical brow at you, perfectly mirroring your thoughts.

Directly after, the door swings open in a flash, and you're nearly tackled by a whizz of curly hair.

"There you guys are!" Willow shrieks, pulling the two of you close as she nuzzles her face against your cheeks.

"Yep, here we are," you struggle out, nearly being strangled in her tight grip. She responds by squeezing you even tighter, blinded by her joy at seeing you again.

After all, it's been a while since all three of you have had the opportunity to spend the night partying together like this.

"Can't… breathe," Y/BFFs/N squeaks, successfully getting Willow to release you.

"Sorry," she apologizes, stepping back. "I'm just so happy you're here."

The freckles that spread across the bridge of her nose look especially adorable with the blush she's sporting, and her shy grin makes you forget about the near-fatality you just encountered moments before.

"We're happy to be here," you reassure her, returning her smile.

Your best friend agrees from beside you, nodding her head with a happy look of her own. "Believe it or not, we've missed your weirdness." She adds, cocking her head to the side.

Willow giggles again, and her eyes crinkle up into those half crescents that could surely melt even the iciest of hearts. She's practically sunshine in human form, and you have to resist the urge to shield your eyes.

"Yo, Willow! Who's at the door?"

Jackson.

You feel your best friend tense beside you, and you subtly pat her leg to calm her down.

Willow falls silent, though her lips go through the beginning stages of answering him; they open and purse, but she quickly halts her reply and shuts her mouth. She knows of Y/BFFs/N's crush on him, and she doesn't want to say the wrong thing.

Plus, if the lovesick girl wants to run and hide in the bushes, Willow's silence could buy her some time to slip away.

But alas, she doesn't.

Jackson appears in the doorway a mere 5 seconds after asking his question with a beer clutched in his hand. He moves to lean against the wooden frame as his pearly smile beams at you, and Y/BFFs/N audibly swallows at the sight.

For someone who's usually so confident, she can really be shy sometimes.

"Lovely to see you, ladies," he greets, putting his free hand in front of him as he bows. His accent is modeled after that of Jack Sparrow, as is his surprisingly well designed costume.

You nod back at him. "Hey, Jackson. Long time no see."

You elbow your best friend when she remains silent for a beat too long, and the action snaps her back to reality.

"Yeah, hey Jackson." Her voice is quiet -- she doesn't trust it to refrain from cracking.

He smiles, not failing to notice the nervous aura that's quickly taken over the girl beside you. Her eyes nearly pop out of her head when he gives her a curious once-over, and you take that as your cue to save her from the impending embarrassment that's lurking just around the corner.

"Alright, guys!" You clap, stepping forward. "Let's get to partying."

Her shoulders relax, and you feel her slip her hand into yours as you enter the house, squeezing twice as a silent thank you.

15 Minutes Later

Willow stands beside you in the kitchen, mixing a few things together in one of the millions of red solo cups that she bought for tonight. You sneak a peek over her shoulder at the concoction, seeing its light blue color turn purple-ish as she adds a new liquor into the equation.

In comparison to typical house parties, this one is relatively small; most of the rooms are filled with people, but it's a comfortable amount. Maneuvering around the place is fairly easy, which is always a plus when you're coexisting with sweaty, drunk people.

"Willow, love, why did you buy so many cups?" You ask, toying with the ripped plastic packaging of one of the stacks.

"You know I like to be prepared," she laughs, brushing off her major miscalculation. "Plus I can just use the rest of them at my next party."

You nod, knowing she's right. "Are you having another soon?"

"I think so. Jiu and her crew are coming back in a couple weeks, so I thought I'd surprise them with one."

You scoff, humor laced in the sound. "What, they didn't get enough partying done at their university already?"

Willow turns around, grinning at you as she hands you your drink. "Evidently campus police keep a close eye on them. Siyeon whined about that a lot when she called me."

"Sounds like her," you chuckle into your cup as you take a sip.

PFFT

"Eww, Willow! What did you put in this?!"

Your spit take didn't land on anyone, thankfully, but it did capture the attention of some people nearby. You wave a hand at them as a silent apology, and they go back to their previous tasks.

The curly headed prankster covers her mouth, though the action does a terrible job of quieting her maniacal laughter.

"You're lucky Y/BFFs/N isn't over here," you say, wiping your lips with the back of your hand. "She'd avenge me."

Willow uses a napkin to dab the tears of laughter from her eyes. "Why else do you think I waited until she was busy with Jackson?" She asks, motioning to her lounge room across the foyer.

You look inside, spotting Y/BFFs/N holding a pool cue in her hand as Jackson sinks another shot into one of the corner pockets.

The sight reminds you of the pep talk and 2 shots of liquid courage you gave her earlier, and how she disappeared with the promise to make a move and actually talk to him. Now, she looks completely absorbed in whatever banter they're sharing, and although your violated taste buds still ache from the sickly-sweet mixture that Willow made, you wouldn't want her to be anywhere else.

You can get your own revenge.

Sneaking a glance around the kitchen, you search for something to help with your retaliation. A small package of streamers lays abandoned on the island, forgotten to be put up earlier, and you slyly grin. Their ribbons sparkle with glitter, shimmering as the multicolored party lights stream in from the living room and land on them.

It's as if the universe is putting a spotlight on them, just for you.

After side eyeing Willow one final time to ensure that she isn't catching onto your plan, you act quickly. She stands beside the counter, right where you left her, and you dart to the island to grab the streamers. Your fingertips soon gain purchase on the packaging, and you tear it open in one swift motion.

Her gaze locks onto yours just as you near her, but it's far too late for her to get away.

"Take this!" You declare, upending the baggie atop her head. She shrieks as they cascade down her body, getting caught in the creases and wrinkles of her costume as they go. A small wave of glitter tumbles out of the bag as well, coating her hair and clothes.

Boy, that'll be fun to try and get out later.

Her head slowly raises once you finish your assault and place the baggie on the countertop beside you, but the look in her eye is unlike anything you've ever seen.

"You're dead," she warns. Just as the smile drops from your face, an even larger, more sinister one begins forming on hers.

The floor creaks beneath your feet slightly as you take a step back, and you know you have to high tail it out of there if you want to evade her.

"Catch me if you can!" You shout, springing into action. You turn around and dart out of the room, gliding past numerous partygoers in the hall.

Willow's choice of footwear works in your favor, you soon realize; the sharp rapping sound of her heels pierces the air behind you, serving as a tell of how much distance is between you.

Her unstable platforms buy you a little time, and you thank the universe as you rush through the living room and back towards the foyer. You plan to cut across it and hide out in one of the bathrooms until she drops her plan for revenge.

A grin pulls at your cheeks as you skid into one of the walls, looking like a character from Scooby-Doo as you will your feet to work correctly again and get you to safety. Willow laughs behind you, joining in on the fun.

"Perfect," you mutter under your breath, spotting a clear path through the foyer. It leads under the stairs, and you can see the open door of the bathroom from where you are.

Your feet take you past a handful of drunk people, bobbing and weaving through them with ease, before you're racing towards the restroom to take cover.

Before you can make it there, though, you collide with someone rather abruptly as they step straight into your path.

Your eyes shut tightly as you brace yourself for impact with the ground, but it never comes. The person reaches out and catches you before you can hit the floor, and a soft apology slips past their lips as they scoop you up.

Upon hearing that uniquely feminine voice speak its regret again, you peek your eyes open. What you see nearly makes the woman's effort to keep you upright moot; she's so gorgeous that your legs almost give out from underneath you.

Dirty blonde locks cascade over her shoulders in soft waves, half-mussed, half-pristine from your run-in. Her doe eyes are a velvety chocolate color, and you find yourself getting lost in them. Flickers of red show in them, illuminating almost rhythmically the longer she admires you.

Are those contacts? You ask yourself. They have to be.

She seems to be just as affected by your presence as you are of hers.

"Y/N, I'm coming to get you!"

Willow does her best to sound like a villain from a 90s horror film as she clambers her way closer to you, bumping into a few people on the way. You're brought out of your stupor by her rapidly approaching footsteps, and you take a step away from the woman. Her hands fall from your waist, where they had previously been resting.

Stealing a quick look at the bathroom, you feel your stomach turn.

Damnit. Someone's in there now.

Screw this sexy stranger for distracting you. Now you'll have to deal with Willow's wrath.

"What's wrong?"

There's that voice again.

Part of you wants to brush it off and slip away quietly, but an even bigger part of you is determined to stay where you are and tell her. Something about her pulls you in, and you're having a hard time denying it.

"I need to hide. I glitter-fied my friend and now she's coming after me."

The woman's plump lips pull back in a humored smile, and she nods as a chuckle leaves her. "Right," she says, like that's a common occurrence. "I can help, if you'd like."

"How?" You ask, your brows momentarily knitting together in confusion. When she unties and opens the black cloak that's wrapped around her body, your breath catches.

"You in?" She asks, side eyeing the foyer as Willow nearly careens into the Egyptian vase that her mother bought her last year for Christmas.

You take a deep breath and hold your hand out to her just as Willow rounds the corner, and she swiftly pulls you in close before you can be spotted. She winds the cloak around both of your bodies, concealing your faces as the fur-lined hood falls atop your heads.

Unconsciously, you wrap your arms around her waist and pull her flush up against you to further ensure your safety. She quietly grunts when she stumbles over her own feet, falling into you a little.

"Sorry," she whispers, though her third apology of the night is unnecessary. You almost want to thank her for what happened.

Especially when her warm breath fans across your right cheek, where her head is angled.

Every breath you take pushes you closer to each other, and the satin shirt she's wearing slides against your heated skin. She swallows thickly as one of your hands falls to the small of her back, testing the waters.

When she shifts a little to encourage you, you're acutely aware of the thigh that's worked its way between your legs.

When did that happen?

You bite back a sigh as she just smirks, quietly shushing you.

Willow thunders by, shouting your name and threatening to throw you into the pool when she tracks you down. You want to laugh at that, but you'd honestly welcome it right now. Some cold water would surely bring you to your senses after being led astray by this goddess in front of you.

Her footsteps grow distant as she makes her way outside, still searching.

The two of you remain as you are for a couple more minutes until you're certain that the coast is clear, and then you part. When she lowers the cloak, you look away; a deep blush has worked its way up your neck and across your cheeks, and letting her see it would surely make you die of embarrassment.

She keeps her eyes on you as she reties the cover around herself, attempting to get a read on you. The bashful aura that's befallen you is cute, no doubt, but she can sense your arousal. She can smell it on you, and the scent is beginning to drive her crazy.

You fiddle with the sleeves of your costume, readjusting them nervously.

"So, um… thanks," you say, sneaking a glance up at her.

The red hues in her eyes are even more pronounced now, and the sight makes you press further into the wall behind you -- the one that you were previously pushed up against.

"No problem," she smiles, showing off her pearly white teeth. Two of them catch your attention; a set of fangs now shine, looking alluring and threatening all at the same time.

There's only one issue: you're certain that they weren't there when you first bumped into her. When did she put them in? And why do they look so real?

The feeling of her hand landing on your forearm pulls you away from the millions of questions that're firing off in your head right now.

"May I ask your name?" She politely requests, dipping her head down sweetly.

"Y/N," you breathe out, quickly realizing that you'd do just about anything she asked you to.

"Y/N." She repeats, allowing the letters to blend in her mouth as they roll off her tongue. She looks satisfied for some reason as she says it again, trying it out.

"I'm Lisa."

"It's nice to officially meet you," you smile, reaching a hand out. Her touch is gentle but firm as she takes it, shaking it with ease.

"Likewise, beautiful."

The grin on your face only widens at the name, and you pull your hand away out of fear of what she might do next. She's already putting you under her spell, and you're sure that another touch would have you fully entranced.

She studies you with pursed lips for a moment, clearly debating on something. Her eyes flicker over the dips and curves of your body as a smirk grows on her lips.

"What are you thinking?" You question, curious but teasing.

"That I'd love to have your body on mine again."

She's bold, and she says it like the fact it is. No shame, no bashfulness. Just true, honest desire.

You bite the inside of your cheek at her bravery, silently thanking the universe for it. The likelihood of you gaining the courage to make a move is slim to none even in the best cases, and this was no exception. She already has your heart skipping beats and you've only known her a few minutes.

"How about a dance?" She suggests, quirking a brow. The look on her face disarms your defenses, and you take a deep breath before agreeing to your demise.

"That sounds wonderful."

She dips her head again, hiding her face away momentarily, and you think it's the cutest thing ever.

She's shy all of a sudden as her cool demeanor slips up a bit, and that never happens. You might just be her downfall, too.

She holds an elbow out and steps forward, allowing you to link your arm with hers and cuddle in close.

Her eyes scan across the living room as she studies it, but she's unimpressed.

Sweaty, winding bodies thrash around to some upbeat pop song that's been overplayed on every radio station in town for weeks now, and the idea of taking you there puts her off.

When a drunk boy comes into view with a dildo strapped to his forehead, her mind is officially made up.

"Let's go outside," she says, leading you through the patio doors.

A quaint gazebo sits on one side of the yard, and the dance floor that Willow's family installed a couple years ago occupies the other. Both are decorated with string lights in combinations of gold, purple, black, and orange. Other ornaments adorn the surfaces as well, and you smile when you spot a comically large spider sat atop the gazebo's roof.

"Where would you like to go?" Lisa asks, keeping her voice low. It's calm and deep, running a chill through you.

Softer music plays out here, offering a totally different vibe than inside. Some couples -- many of them introverted, assumably -- sway on the dancefloor as the DJ that Willow hired takes a sip of her drink on the raised stage. She adjusts a few switches slowly, not rushing for a second.

"Let's try the gazebo," you decide, glancing over your shoulder at Lisa. She's looking away, but you don't think anything of it as the two of you fall in step with one another on your way over.

Shit, Lisa thinks to herself.

Her plans to come to this party, feed, and make a quick getaway are totally derailed. She'd hoped to find a victim that she was attracted to but didn't like, if that even makes sense, and feed like the animal she is. Then she would leave them like all the rest, drained but still alive, and slip away.

But now she's met you, and any desire for those plans have been thrown out the window.

You interest her, and that doesn't happen often. She hasn't met someone who's been capable of doing that in years, and she's intrigued. Something about you just pulls her in, inexplicably, and she knows her feelings would be glaringly obvious if you saw her face right now.

"Woah, look at this," you sigh, stepping out of her hold to check the place out. A bench runs the perimeter of the gazebo, only stopping at the doorway, and the lights look even prettier from inside. They shimmer, looking like star showers as their strings hang down in the windowless openings of the building.

Lisa quickly learns that she loves seeing you like this. Your eyes are alight, and your sweet smile of wonder warms her heart. Her hands slip into her pockets as she eventually manages to take her eyes off you, following your lead as she admires the decorations.

She does a twirl, looking around.

"It's gorgeous."

"I know, right? This is totally up Willow's alley," you say, grinning at the mental image that you can conjure up of her giddily spiffing the scene up.

"I'll have to thank her for making it look so special, then," Lisa says, smiling. The place really makes you feel like you're in your own little world; everything about it is just right. The ambience, the decor, the company… it’s perfect, and Lisa's content with how the evening is playing out.

Her fingers skate down your arm as she nears you, trekking their way down to your palm. She takes your hand and spins you, watching with admiration as your hair flows in the breeze. Now facing her, you thread your fingers together around the back of her neck as she encircles your waist with her arms.

"Why have I never seen you around?" You ask sincerely, looking up at her.

She hesitates briefly. "My university is a few towns over. I just come here to visit my family every few months."

Not a total lie, she thinks to herself.

"And stop by terrible parties like this, of course." You add, smirking.

She shakes her head at that. "No, I can't say I do. I just decided to check this one out on my way to my friend's house." She explains.

Underneath your cloak, her hands find their way to the small of your back. One stays put while the other dips a little lower, testing the waters.

"And besides," she starts again, feeling you pull her closer. "Meeting you here automatically makes this an awesome party. Not terrible."

"Cheeeesy!" You scrunch your face up and groan, making her laugh.

"Maybe, but it's the truth."

"Sure, Lisa."

She shakes her head and you laugh lightly together, still swaying about. You hold her close enough to rest your head on her shoulder, and the pads of your thumbs rub small circles on the sensitive skin of her neck. She hums at the feeling, and you take note of the way she relaxes in your arms.

The night breeze appears again, performing a flowing dance of its own as it lulls past you in waves. A slight chill resides in it, mixed with a generous amount of the day's sweet, fading heat, and you're at peace.

The slow song that had been playing across the yard ends delicately, parting with some melodic feature that resembles a warm embrace, and it blends seamlessly into the next song.

Turning Page, you recognize it as.

Huh, how ironic. One of your favorites.

Lisa's lips brush against your cheek as she turns her head slightly, whispering, "I like this one, too."

How did she know? You ask yourself. You hadn't said it out loud…

Maybe she's just a good guesser. Yeah, that's gotta be it.

You feel yourself melt as she begins singing the words to you. It's hushed and sentimental -- meant only for your ears to hear, and that makes it even more special to you.

"If I had only felt the warmth within your touch"

She croons, pressing her cheek against your warm skin. You blush, catching yourself when you remember what the next line of the song is.

"If I had only seen how you smile when you blush"

She brings a hand up to cup your cheek in her palm, and her other arm remains around you, holding you tenderly.

"Or how you curl your lip when you concentrate enough"

Now, her thumb runs across your bottom lip. You look into her eyes and find them an even deeper shade of red than they had been before, but it doesn't frighten you for some reason. She glances down at your mouth again, fighting her impatience as she waits for permission from you.

"I would have known what I was living for all along"

You nod and lace your fingers in her locks, and she doesn't waste another second.

She leans in, humming against your lips when they meet hers for the first time. Her lipgloss spreads across them upon contact, smudging its precise application, but she doesn't seem to care in the slightest. She draws you in closer, and you bring both of your hands around to cup her face as you deepen the kiss.

Her mouth is welcoming against yours, and it moves languidly as you get adjusted to one another. Every move makes you feel dizzier than the one before it, and swarms of butterflies take flight in your stomach with no signs of stopping.

She nips at your bottom lip as her hands dip far lower than before, now kneading your ass as your kisses continue to work her up.

"Fuck," you curse, breaking away from her lips to catch your breath. She's stolen it all from you, and yet she's still not ready to give you a rest; her mouth drops to your jaw, embracing your skin there before moving down to your neck.

She doesn't realize how dangerous the game she's playing truly is until it's almost too late.

Her lips press to the area just above your pulsepoint, where she's learned over the years that blood pumps the hardest and tastes the sweetest. She draws it into her mouth, swirling her tongue over the area as her ears perk up at the breathless sound of your moans. They spur her on, and she nips at the skin, surely leaving a hickey.

Her senses become even more clouded when you say her name, the title caught somewhere between a whine and command, and she feels the strong impulse to claim you. The sensation is overwhelming, and she knows you can feel it too.

Your hands tug on the collar of her shirt as she lets her fangs fully extend, no longer suppressing them. They rake across your pulsepoint, making you shiver against her.

"Please…"

That's all you manage to get out before they pierce your skin, eliciting a whimper from you. Blood fills her mouth instantly, sliding across her taste buds in velvety waves and calming her constant craving. Your hands tighten in her hair, and the delicious twinge of pain that it provides only encourages her more.

Your blood is different than anything she's ever tasted; it's richer -- sweeter. A throaty groan leaves her as she savors it, and you shut your eyes in pleasure. It's addicting, but she knows she has to stop herself before she hurts you. If she continues like this much longer, she won't have the willpower to let go.

She retracts her fangs as she licks your taste from them, and then you feel her warm tongue clean the wound she made. It stings a bit, but in all the right ways.

When she pulls back to look at you, she finds your eyes half-lidded and a pleased smile on your face. It nearly kills her, then and there.

Her gaze flickers back to your neck to admire the hickie she made earlier, but what she sees surprises her. Below it is a darker, more prominent marking that she's only seen other vampires leave behind before.

Definitely not a hickie.

Your brows furrow as you look at her neck as well, noticing a faint outline of something growing darker by the second. Blinking a few times to ensure that you aren't hallucinating, you find that it's really there.

"Lisa, what's on your neck?" You ask.

"A soulmate mark." She responds, feeling a sense of belonging settle over her as she looks at you again. You just confirmed her suspicions by asking that.

"Same as yours," she smiles.

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"The first draft is just you telling yourself the story." -Terry Pratchett

Introduction

Keiko Yumi is the leader of Akihabara Division rap battle team, Otaku Corps. She is known by her MC name, Mangaka. Keiko is a college student who is studying to become a nurse. Diligent and dedicated, she takes her academic work very seriously and it shows on her marks. She has entered the D.R.B. in hopes that it will not only boost her popularity, but also to face and humiliate the woman whom she despises, Aika Yumi of Minato.

Keiko, though she'll deny it to her dying breathe, is the spiting image of her mother. She is very slender with medium sized breasts and long, blonde hair that extends to the middle of her back. Her facial expression is typically happy and she has bright blue eyes.

Her default attire is a typical schoolgirl attire that exposes her navel: including a plaid skirt, a matching button-up top, thigh-high stockings, black shoes, and pigtails tied with a red ribbon. She will usually have a white jacket/lab coat over her uniform whenever she is drawing, as paint can splash everywhere.

Name Meaning

Keiko - Keiko as a girl's name is of Japanese origin meaning "be glad or rejoicing child".

Yumi - as a given name can mean: 由美, "reason/cause, beauty" 裕美, "abundant, beauty" 夕実, "evening, fruit" 優美, "tenderness, beauty."'

Aliases

Jun Fumiko (Her Pseudonym)

Biographical Info

Gender - Female

Age - 20

Birthday - December 22

Ethnicity - Japanese

Hair Color - Blonde

Eye Color - Crystal Blue

Height - 163 cm/5'4"

Weight - 51 kg/112 lb.

Star Sign - Capricorn

Piercings - N/A

Markings - N/A

Family - Father (Unknown)

- Mother

- Grandfather

- Grandmother

Voiced By - Jamie (Rapping)

Fun Facts

MC Name - Mangaka

Occupation - University Student/Manga Artist

Division - Akihabara

Position - Leader

Favorite Food - Strawberry Pancakes

Least Favorite Food - Wheat Bran

Likes - Drawing, Artwork, Manga, Anime, University, Classes, Partying, Beaches, Her friends, Video games

Dislikes - Her mother, pornography, Nikki's laziness, being insulted, people who compare her to her mother

Hypnosis Microphone

Keiko's Microphone is a silver piezoelectric microphone inside what resembles a wizard's staff. The staff, itself, is grey and long with two light blue gems at the top. The mouthpiece is surrounded by a gray circle.

Her Speaker takes the form of a young woman with long pink hair with large crystal-blue butterfly wings wearing a white dress that fades into forest-green at the bottom with white long boots with gold buckles at the top. On her wrists are two large gold circular bracelets and a green and gold necklace around her neck. She is based off of one of the characters from Keiko's manga.

Her rap ability, Edit, allows Keiko to negate or cancel out an opponent's attack or ability. She can use this ability continuously, but the more she uses it, the lower her stamina becomes, weakening her.

Keiko's rap themes are centered around knowledge. She stresses that in order for the world to move forward, we need to become wiser, learning from our mistakes and how to correct them. She also raps about the love of her friends, and often makes references to anime or manga.

Personality

Keiko is generally a sweet, caring young woman. Unlike many of her university friends, she is rather responsible with her actions and choices, and though she won't say no to a party or a good time, she draws the line at drinking or drugs. She maintains a healthy lifestyle, though she'll never turn down sweets or candies. A natural leader, she is often flanked by many people, not only because of her popularity, but also because of her charm and charisma. Though she claims she hates being in the spotlight, she often performs fairly well when everyone's attention is on her.

Despite her kind-hearted nature, Keiko is not perfect. Though she will never insult or utter a cruel and hateful remark to anyone, the unfortunate exception to this is her mother, Aika Yumi, whom Keiko has a great disliking and distaste for. After finding out that her mother was a porn star when she was 15, she cut all ties with her mother and wants nothing to do with her or her lifestyle. She hates talking or even thinking about her mother, and has openly stated that if she never saw her mother again, she'd be 'just fine with that.'

Besides that, as stated, Keiko is generally a good person. She is involved in many organizations in the university, ranging from Student Government, National Honor Society, Beta Club, etc. She is often criticized for trying 'to do too many things at once.' Despite that, she is somehow able to perform all of her tasks efficiently, making any necessary adjustments when they are needed.

Background

Keiko was born to her father, who is unknown, and her mother, the famed Vivian Vixen, at the age of 16. She never knew who her father was, as he left her mother after finding out she was pregnant. Unable to raise a child and attend school, Keiko's mother dropped out and started dabbling in amateur adult films in order to make money to support her and her daughter.

She was predominantly raised by her grandparents, with her mother helping from the side. Growing up, Keiko proved to be an intellectual child, not only with a gift for leadership, but also with drawing. As she got older and started watching more anime and manga, she began drawing her own characters to fit with the shows she's watched.

As time passed, she slowly, but surely became better with her artwork. Though she was often teased and made fun of for her work, her rivals could not deny that she had talent. It even got to the point that one of her friends suggested she create her own manga. Though Keiko initially played it off as a joke, after a long time thinking about it, she finally took the leap and created a fantasy manga called, Red of the Ambitious, which, surprisingly, was well-received by fans, getting its own anime and video game.

In her first year of high school, the truth behind her mother's profession was finally revealed when Keiko discovered some new photos that her mother failed to hide. Not surprisingly, the young teenager didn't take kindly to her mother's line of work and left her mother's house, moving in with her grandparents until she had finished high school.

Graduating with honors, she was accepting into university on a scholarship. She now plans to complete the classes she needs to become a full-time nurse.

Trivia

Though she enjoys drawing manga, she sees it only as a hobby, not planning on making it a full-time career, which many of her friends think is a waste.

Though she'll deny it to her dying breath, she secretly has a crush on Ichiro Yamada.

Though she's made a significant amount of money from her manga, she never uses any of it, either using it to pay off her tuition, or putting it in a trust fund.

When asked what the worst part of drawing is, she stated, 'Naming the characters. I can draw and make up backstories for all of my characters with no problem. But I absolutely suck at coming up with good names for them.'

She is secretly affiliated with the Party of Words, working as a secretary for Nemu Aohitsugi. She was recruited for her smarts, intellect and charm. Truthfully, they recruited her to use as a weapon against her mother...

#hypmic #hypnosis mic #hypnosis microphone #hypmic oc #hypnosis mic oc #akihabara division #otaku corps #keiko yumi #character bio

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simonxriley · 3 years

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OC lore part 1 of 7 for @gear-redfield

Since I have a ton of ocs I’m gonna start off with the ones that are in different fandoms and then work my way through the fandoms I have multiple ocs for. I think I’m gonna do 5-6 HCs for them so it won’t be a mile long. The other ocs I’ll go into more details (maybe).

Riley Sanders (Metro Series)

Has three Watchers for pets, they’re her babies. But there was barely any room on the Aurora for them until they ended up getting the other rail carts. They tend to sleep anywhere they want, mostly in place where they stop people from moving around the train.

She’s not very talkative, likes to keep to herself for the most part. The people she talks with the most is Ulman, Artyom, Anna and Duke. That was until Katya and Nastya joined them.

Being able to breathe fresh air was kind of liberating for her. It made her happy that there were placing where you can live and breathe on the surface, not stuck in the dark, cold and damp metro.

Besides her and Ulman, Nastya was the first of the Aurora crew to hold their son.

Her brother wasn’t with her when that whole issue on the train occurred. He has no idea if she’s alive or not and she vice versa. She’s hoping she’ll be able to see him soon and have him meet his new nephew.

Amazing at stealth. Can sneak by a group or camp in a matter of minutes without killing anyone.

Kenadee “The Viper” Taylor (Ghost Recon)

She joined the US Army right out of high school with her high school sweetheart, Maverick. They married a year later and a year after that had their daughter Addison.

Joined Delta Force at the age of 24. That whole selection process was rigorous but very rewarding.

She has a very happy outlook on life, always bubbly. You wouldn’t think she’s apart of Delta. It throws people off every time.

Lost her husband in the field when their daughter was 5 years old. She retired after that and moved back to her hometown of San Diego where she could raise their daughter in a better environment.

Joined Nomad’s Ghosts five and a half years later. All thanks to Midas, who she met because their kids go to school together.

Carries around a knife coated in snakes venom, only uses it during interrogations.

Anja Kovic (Uncharted)

Was born to Borislav Kovic, a General Major in the Yugoslavia Ground Forces and Svetlana Kovic, a former nurse. Also the younger sister to Vladimir.

She grew up in a highly abusive household under her fathers rule. He had that mindset of the men work and the woman stay home, then add on the strictness of being in a military family.

Wanted to be a nurse growing up but those dreams got shot down when her father married her off to the war lord Zoran Lazarevic at the age of 18.

Marriage to Zoran was horrific, she was just happy he spent more time in the field than with her. His death did not sadden her whatsoever.

Lost her mother to suspicious circumstances when she was twelve. Leaving her and her older brother at the will of their father.

After Zoran’s death she was finally free. She left for Serbia in search of finding her brother and during that time gave birth to her and unfortunately Zoran’s son, naming him Dragan. And yes, she did find her brother and became the nurse she always wanted to be.

Evelyn “Evie” Hazelton (The Order 1886)

Was born to Edith Hazelton and an unnamed father in London, England on October 1st, 1860. (Her mom was a prostitute)

She lived in a brothel up until her mom’s murder. She loved it, to be surrounded with so many women that helped her through her life, gave her advice and helped molded her into the woman she is today.

Sir Percival/Malory gave her a spot on the Order after her mom’s death and she became the protege of Sir Galahad/Grayson. There she learned how to fight and shoot a gun.

The first time she ever saw a werewolf she thought it was a big dog. It was late at night, she was young and couldn’t tell since it was in the far distance.

Has a scar going down her back from being scratched by a werewolf during a fight.

Very protective of the people she cares about. She was the only person who pleaded not guilty during Grayson’s trial because she knows him. She knew he wouldn’t have worked with the rebellion if it didn’t suit a good cause.

Lydia Wilson (Call of Cthulhu)

Her parents were apart of the cult that was trying to bring back Cthulhu. However, they left Darkwater when Lydia was five and moved to Boston.

No matter how much her parents tried to make her forget the past, she didn’t. She still has memories of the cult, what the uniforms looked like, the masks. It never left her.

Started hearing the voice of the Leviathan in her dreams once she hit her late 20′s. Eventually she caught wind of what he wanted and she set sail for Darkwater, a place she hasn’t been since she was five.

Her father ran a tailoring shop and she helped a lot through her childhood.

When she spaces out she has a resting bitch face. It makes her loo unapproachable according to her mother.

The first time she saw the Shambler she though she was hallucinating. That wasn’t the case and she never wants to deal with it again.

Lily (MCU)

Born on the planet Prometheus. A planet cover in lush green grass and waterfalls.

Ever since she was a child she had this fight in her. She use to find a decent sized stick and pretend to fight a tree.

Was married to Thanos for over 20 years. The only good that came out of it were her kids.

Joined the Avengers after Thanos’ death. It was nice to be around people and strike up conversations. She just loved learning about Earth and she would talk about her home world.

She was the first owner of the scepter until it was given to Loki. That made her angry, she really loved that scepter.

The first person she befriended was Carol Danvers because her youngest daughter, Lotus really liked her.

Ashlynn Davenport (Tomb Raider)

Was born into Trinity. Her father was a sergeant in the Trinity army and her mom was a nurse.

She liked her life for the most part, loved her parents and friends, but the more she found out about Trinity and all the harm they do she wanted out. Unfortunately they didn’t happen when she was being married off to the Trinity field commander, Konstantin.

Being married to Konstantin meant moving around a lot, never really staying in one place for too long. Once the mission was done then they moved on. She didn’t mind it, not at first. She liked traveling around and seeing the world, but the stuff Trinity did put a bad taste in her mouth.

Ash can be quite manipulative when she wants to be. It was something she learned from her dad growing up.

She helped Lara take down Trinity from the inside when they were looking for the divine source. No one figured it out, all of thinking it was Lara.

Ashlynn actually loved Konstantin, she just thought his mind was corrupted by his sister and was trying to make him see what was right. So when he died she was pretty pissed and was going to say her true feeling to Ana. Unfortunately the Trinity sniper got to Ana first. Leaving her with a bunch of anger inside her.

Sawyer Monrow (TLOU)

She was 12 at the time of when the cordycepts outbreak began. Her life was pretty great as well and then over night everything changed.

Her family ended up at the Hartford QZ, where her and her younger brother went through military training (just like in Boston) to teach them how to kill infected and other humans if necessary.

Met Joel and Ellie in Pittsburgh. She was with Henry and Sam at the time and after their deaths she stayed with them and made the trek to Jackson.

She can be very standoff-ish at first glance. It’s how she acts in this apocalyptic world, more so to protect herself and because she doesn’t trust people.

Started a relationship with Joel a year and a half later. He was the first person she really let in and was happy for the few years they were together. She even considers Ellie like a little sister.

She lost her family when the Hartford QZ fell. She tried to save her brothers, but couldn’t. That still haunts her to this day.

Phaedra Alexeyev (Werewolf The Apocalypse)

She’s very good at backstabbing and manipulating people. All thanks to her former caern. A part of her hates it, but the other knows how in handy it can be.

She was born at the Shadow Lords Thunderstrike Sept, Ural Mountains, Russia. Close to the city of Chelyabinsk.

Phaedra and Cahal became a surrogate family after they both had to kill a family member.

Always the first ready to jump into the action. When there’s a fight she’s on the front lines, she’s not going to miss out. And she just likes to fight in general.

She born under a full moon making her have the Ahroun Auspices.The Full Moon makes the Ahroun the living weapon of Gaia. They are the warrior among a race of warriors, the champion of a martial people. Ever ready to kill, and to die if need be.

Her name means Bright Defender.

Emma Ross (Stargate Atlantis)

Joined the Marines to help pay for her college tuition. She surprisingly enjoyed it and continued to serve as she got her degree in science.

Lived a very mundane life growing up. Had two wonderful parents, a good upbringing, nothing exciting really happened. Which might have been the reason she joined the military.

The hardest thing she has to do is lie to her friends and family when she was transferred over to the Atlantis expedition. Being so far away from them sucks, but with the Daedalus she has more of a chance to go visit them.

As much as she’s in danger, she’s never felt more alive than being on Sheppard’s team. All the action just makes her blood pump.

Ronon calls her ‘red’ due to her being a red head. She finds it kinda funny.

She’s very friends and loves to strike up conversations whenever she can. Getting to know more people on Atlantis made living there easier.

#gear-redfield #oc riley sanders #oc kenadee taylor #oc anja kovic #oc evie hazelton #oc lydia wilson #oc lily #oc ashlynn davenport #oc sawyer monrow #oc phaedra alexeyev #oc emma ross #long post

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depressedstressedlemonzest · 4 years

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Warning long ass post.

To those of you that work in healthcare and are fat (like me) you may eventually no longer be able to buy/wear the scrubs at walmart (or wherever) that are limited in color and size.

You might also not want to go to the one scrub place in town that might have your size in the building for you to try it on.

And you might not be able to get any from goodwill or the plus size thrift store in town because plus size scrubs (clothes) are so expensive anyway that those who do buy them new don't want to part with them until they are rags (Which can't blame em).

So in my searches of looking for plus size scrubs over a 3x in a specific color, I found these lovely helpful youtube videos where a youtuber tries on several different brands of scrubs and shows you how they fit and compares them to other.

Her videos are here....

youtube

If you would rather just go to sites that carry 5x+ here are those links.

Most of if not all the scrubs she tries are 5x or bigger, range in a ton of colors, and of course range between $20-30

(Her videos have some links but the ones I didn't post were ones I had to mess with on amazon, if I can find it you can :) )

To my fellow fat healthcare workers and scrub wearers, I hope this helped you as much as it did me.

#fat healthcare workers #plus size scrubs #extended size scrubs #larger scrubs #maybe not healthcare workers maybe you just like wearing scrubs #I'm not here to judge #some of these are hella cute #honestly i pay like twenty bucks for my 3x scrubs from walmart so its not a big difference #and these will fit #fatphobic comments not welcome #i will ignore you #or delete you #but i won't delete this post #it's something fat healthcare workers (or scrub wearers) need to see #instead of feeling sh*tty that they can't wear the scrubs readily available at walmart or scrubs and beyond #you should not feel sh*tty about being fat #fat body positivity #fat positive #fat men #fat women #fat enbys #here are some hella nice scrubs in extended sizes for you gorgeous humans to wear #nothing wrong with being fat #nothing wrong with being a fat healthcare worker #you may get crappy looks or comments from fatphobic patients or coworkers but eff them you are amazing #just sashay away in your new cute scrubs #HA #Youtube #not good omens for once

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lindaellinger · 1 year

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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Peaches uniforms cute party of hearts white nurses scrub top w/ colorful design.

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shiemishuzenji · 3 years

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100 OC Question Meme!

created by marchenvillain <3

Your Wings edition: Shiemi Shuzenji!

1. What’s a unique skill they have? Is their any reason why they can do it? Shiemi can harness the power of the sun in order to heal wounds. Her Quirk is a mixture of her mother’s (who can bend light) and grandmother’s (who can heal wounds).

2. What are their favourite possessions? Why? (sentimentality, history, price, etc) The necklace that Hawks gave her is very important to her. She sees it like a symbol of their love.

3. Do they get jealous easily? If so, what usually causes it? She gets insecure, but she never acts on her jealousy. Often times, if women fawn over Hawks, she gets all up in her feels.

4. Are they a good gift-giver? What do they tend to give as gifts? She’s more of a practical gift giver. She pays attention to what someone really needs and she’ll get it for them.

5. What’s their reputation like? Does this reputation contrast what they’re really like? People (especially when she worked in the hospital) hail her as a good doctor but one with little to no social skills. She’s quiet, so a lot of people think she’s mean. Others, like her old boss, like her polite and respectable nature.

6. Do they prefer to have a big social circle, or a few close friends? Definitely a few close friends. She’s content with Aizawa, Kayama, and Mic.

7. What’s their “type”? What romantically attracts them to another person? Men who are confident! If one looks at her track record, her old boyfriends in high school were all jocks who loved the limelight. Hawks is cocky, but a lot of that haughtiness is a facade. She loves that he knows how to tone it down and come back to Earth.

8. What does their dream house look like? She’s a simple woman: a modern white home with a huge lawn for a garden. She’s always wanted to plant sunflowers. I’m a huge horror fan, so for some reason, I’m envisioning the villa from The Human Centipede… Just the outside! eheh... is that weird?

9. If they could change one part of their appearance, what would it be? Shiemi is actually very lithe; her mother says she’s got no meat on her bones. She would love to bulk up! Also, her cup size is a B. She would change that, too, if she could.

10. What’s a simple thing that brings them joy? Well, Shiemi’s love language is acts of service. It really warms her heart when people help do things with or for her!

11. What is their dream pet? A cat! A fluffy white one. Maybe Aizawa had some influence on her? ❤️

12. What’s their position in their friend group? (leader, mom friend, chaos goblin, etc) The voice of reason. She likes to have practical fun! She’s not as rigid as Aizawa, but nowhere near as wild as Mic.

13. How forgiving are they? What do they consider unforgivable? Shiemi is definitely forgiving, so much so that it is sometimes her downfall. However, she believes there is no excuse for villainy.

14. Who do they go to in a crisis/emergency? Any particular reason why they choose that person? Hmmm, it’s funny because most people go to her in an emergency since she’s got that nifty healing Quirk haha! Shiemi has plenty of people to depend on like Midnight or Recovery Girl, but Hawks is the one she always turns to when she needs saving.

15. How good are they at conversation? Are they a small talk master, bad at initiating, etc? The only person she likes to make small talk with is Hawks, really. She’s not much a talker, and prefers to let others do the talking. This is why she and Aizawa click so well because they both can appreciate silence.

16. What food do they absolutely hate? She actually doesn’t care for greasy foods. Pizza, for example, upsets her tummy.

17. Do they show a lot of affection, or are they pretty reserved? She’s not into PDA, but she loves to be held and kissed. When she’s sad, she almost always needs a hug. ❤️

18. If you had to represent them with a flower, colour, and animal, what would you choose? I feel like she’s more of a white lily, which I hear symbolizes humility and devotion. Her color would be blush pink, for her more timid nature and her affinity for that color. As for an animal, I think she’d be a snowshoe hare!

19. What’s their unusual quirk? (Quirk with a lowercase q, haha) Shiemi has always had very strong intrusive thoughts, and I’ve made this obvious from the first chapter. I based this on my own struggle with intrusive thoughts, so Shiemi and I can relate on the issue of fighting our inner voices to be better people.

20. Are they easy to wake up in the morning, or grouchy and sleepy? She’s an early bird! Very easy to wake up in the morning.

21. What’s their ideal date like? She loves night walks on the beach followed a busy night of makin’ love ;)

22. What’s their silliest or most unusual fear/phobia? Probably spiders. She’s not the type to scream when she sees one, but if it’s big and hairy, she’ll leave the room.

23. Is their pain tolerance high or low? Pretty low, all things considering. She knows how to fight, she just doesn’t like to because she can’t really handle her own.

24. Are they a fussy eater? Nope! She’ll try just about anything. She understands the importance of eating healthy, so she makes sure to eat her veggies every day. (Unlike me…)

25. What are their dreams like? As the writer, I’ve always made her dreams symbolic. They often reflect her true feelings or the things on her mind.

26. Are they technologically savvy? Yes! Working in the hospital, she’s a quick learner, and working in the hospital, she’s had to learn how to use all the equipment.

27. Are they forgetful? What do they tend to forget? (plans, phone, keys, etc) No, she tries to be very organized. The most that she forgets would be if she’s got a lot of work to do, she might forget one assignment.

28. Describe their morning routine. Open the curtains first (she needs sunlight), drink black coffee, watch the news, take a shower. Suuuper adult of her, I know. She’s a creature of habit!

29. Are they a good cook? If they are, what do they like to make? She’s an okay cook. Certainly not as good as Hawks! She can make basic food, but a lot of it lacks flavor -- something Hawks has had to teach her.

30. Do they consider themselves a “hero” or “villain”? Hero! Definitely. She’ll heal anyone in need, but she works for the heroes, on the side of good.

31. What holiday do they like the most? (Christmas, Easter, Valentine’s Day, etc) Christmas. It’s the one time of year she gets to spend with her whole family. Even though tensions are high, she still loves her family more than anything.

32. What are they like at parties? Party animal, or awkwardly sitting in the corner drinking punch and reading? She’s the wallflower. She’d rather grab a bite to eat and sit back, people-watching.

33. Are they adventurous, or do they prefer to stay in their safe zone? She prefers to live life on the safe side. Though life with Hawks definitely makes things exciting!

34. What’s their favourite drink? (Coffee, tea, juice, hot chocolate, soda, etc) She loves coffee; preferably black coffee. Her go-to drink at Starbucks is a venti black cold brew or a cappuccino.

35. Are they good with children? Yes! Her serene nature tends to calm kids down. She especially used to love healing kids at the hospital.

36. Do they trust easily? What would you have to do to earn their trust? She’s normally very wary of people. She automatically has her guard up when approached by someone new, but honestly it doesn’t take much for her to let down her guard. For example, she was cautious of Twice when she met him, but once she saw that he and Mr. Compress needed help, she immediately dropped everything to help. Blame her big heart, I guess!

37. Are they a hopeless romantic, or is that stuff just not for them? God, YES!! When she first met Hawks, she tried to act all tough, but she’s such a SAP! In her relationships, she devotes everything to her significant other.

38. Do they get lost easily, or are they good with directions? Nah, she’s great with directions. She tries to have a good understanding of her surroundings.

39. Are they superstitious? She doesn’t believe in superstitions; she’s more of a woman of science.

40. Do they like physical activity, or staying inside? She enjoys a bit of both. She especially likes to go for walks, but doesn’t mind spending the whole day inside reading a book.

41. What would they dress up as for Halloween? A zombie nurse -- and I mean that in the laziest way possible. She would put on her uniform and paint her face and call it a day haha

42. Do they like fast food, or fancy restaurants? Fancy restaurants, for sure. She’s a bit of a snob. She’ll eat fast food if she’s on the go, but she grew up in the lap of luxury, and really enjoys the finer things in life.

43. Are they a chaotic bastard, pure angel baby, or tired mom friend? Pure angel baby. SHIEMI MUST BE PROTECTED AT ALL COSTS.

44. Do they have a good attention span? Yes, especially when it comes to her friends. She’ll sit there and listen to someone talk for hours.

45. Are they always late, on time, or early? Shiemi thinks that if you’re not 15 minutes early, then you’re late.

46. Do they cry, gasp, laugh, etc, while reading a book, or do they remain relatively stone-faced? Stone-faced. She might furrow her brow if she’s into it, but she’s more internal with her reactions.

47. Do they keep a diary? She stopped carrying a diary when she was a teenager and her parents read through it without her permission.

48. How dramatic are they? She’s not haha She cries easily, but that’s just because she feels very deeply.

49. Do they put a lot of effort into their appearance, or do they just make themselves presentable and go? She’s comfortable with her looks, so she mostly curls her bangs and thinks it good to go.

50. Why would they be a good partner for a road trip? She would be president of the backseat! Delivering snacks, giving directions, listening to you talk and talk for hours!

51. Why would they be a BAD partner for a road trip? She’s not much for small talk. If it gets quiet, she’ll let it happen and whip out a book.

52. What topic should nobody bring up around them, lest the other person be subject to a massive ramble/rant? Anything bashing on heroes, or criticizing hero society. She’s so deep in it that she’s blinded to its flaws. She’ll defend Heroes till the day she dies.

53. Are they clumsy? No, she’s too cautious!

54. Are they a law breaker, or stickler for rules? Stickler for the rules. Not as bad as Iida hahaha but she doesn’t do anything she’s not supposed to. Blame her strict upbringing!

55. Choose a vine you think perfectly encapsulates their character. I LOVE THIS QUESTION! I feel like she’s: “Road work ahead? Uh, yeah, I sure hope it does >:( ” or “Is there anything better than pussy? Yes, a really good book.” OOH, OR “How do you know what’s good for me? THAT’S MY OPINION!!”

56. Do they like to share? Yes, my girl is very giving ❤️

57. What’s the most chaotic thing they’ve done? Have sex with a bird man she just healed the night before :U Shiemi has a high sex drive

58. Which friend do they immediately become a zero-braincelled idiot around? She gets all smitten around Hawks tbh She can compose herself around everyone except for him. Then she’s just a puddle of GOO

59. Do they love or hate surprises? She does not like surprises! They make her uncomfortable and awkward.

60. What sappy thing will they cry at? (romance movies, cute cat videos, etc) Would they deny crying about it later on? She’ll cry during sad movies, but she’s stopped being ashamed of being a crybaby

61. What’s their favourite and least favourite subject in school? Health and science are her best subjects, but her favorite was literature! Her least favorite was probably physical education just because it took her away from the books!

62. Do they take a lot of photos? If so, what of? She prefers professional photos; her camera roll is practically empty!

63. Do they wear makeup? Blush, mascara, foundation, but she only ever wears makeup for special occasions.

64. Describe what their social media would be like. Instagram: “NO PHOTOS” but plenty of tagged photos from Mic and Midnight. Facebook: articles on social issues or new medical breakthroughs.

65. Do they give people a lot of nicknames? No, she doesn’t, actually!

66. What nicknames do others call them by? She thinks it’s sweet when people give nicknames to her -- e.g. “Doc,” “songbird,” or “sunshine.” Side note: I was really into Yagami Yato when I first started writing, so of course Hawks calls her “Baby bird.” And now I really regret not being more original because goddamn... I’m not gonna go back and change it because Yagami doesn’t own the nickname, but just know that I am upset

67. What’s an outrageous story about them nobody believes? Uhh, that’s a great question. I can’t think of anything, to be honest.

68. Are they easy to fluster? What would you have to do to truly fluster them? Yes! Despite being so cool, calm, and collected, it’s easy to make her blush. Hawks is a pro at getting her all worked up!

69. What’s their dream vacation like? She dreams of traveling, preferably somewhere along the Caribbean islands where she can bask in the sun and discover new plants and creatures.

70. Are they a good liar? She is a notoriously bad liar, mostly because it eats her away inside. She can make a lie work if she commits to it enough, but she’ll always come out with it eventually.

71. What do they want to do in the future? She wants a family. She’s always wanted to be a working woman and come home after a long day to her family. She wishes that a certain someone would be a stay-at-home dad...

72. How do they feel about love? Again, she’s a hopeless romantic. She believes in having strong bonds with both family and friends, but she does dedicate most of her energy into her romantic relationship.

73. Are they more book smarts, or street smarts? oh my god, BOOK SMARTS. She wouldn’t last a day on her own out there, but man she could recite a whole scene from Shakespeare if you asked her to.

74. What’s their guilty pleasure? Sex. She doesn’t come off as promiscuous, but she would get some every day if she could.

75. Is there anyone they consider their rival? No, in fact Shiemi tends to keep to herself. She’s respectful and supportive of everyone. She does have enemies, of course, like Dabi or Mr. Compress.

76. Do they have any notable physical features? Her eyes are described as gray, but they’re more purplish-gray.

77. What’s their music taste like? Classical music takes up most of the space on her phone; Joe Hisaishi is a composer that she admires a lot.

78. What’s something they’re really bad at? Keeping her opinions to herself. She’s brutally honest, to a fault.

79. Do they have a good sleep schedule? Yesss, her whole life runs on a schedule!

80. What’s their aesthetic sense like? Oh, I’m not sure how to answer this?

81. What’s something they’re really proud of? Her degrees and awards make her feel accomplished. She has a hard time seeing her worth, but the diplomas on her wall are proof, to her, of what she can do.

82. How would they spend a free day? In bed, reading a book, snuggled up beside Hawks ❤️

83. What are they like as an s/o? Lowkey, kind of clingy. She loves attention and wants to spend all her time with her significant other, doting on them, making them feel good.

84. What’s one thing they like that they don’t want anyone to know about? Her sex drive (> w >);;

85. Do they have a sweet tooth? She doesn’t; she’s more of a savory or salty person. I actually really like this dichotomy between Hawks and Shiemi, for some reason? The fact that she takes her coffee black and he takes his sweet is kind of nice.

86. How would you describe their fashion sense? I once had a beautiful professor at university who only wore maxi skirts and nice blouses. Her fashion sense inspired my vision of Shiemi a lot. If she’s not wearing her hero uniform, you can find her in a pink maxi skirt and a white blouse.

87. Do they like spicy food? She can definitely handle her spice, but she wouldn’t choose it!

88. Are they lucky? Do they believe in luck? By all means, she has the worst luck! Can’t say that she believes in it, though.

89. What would they get into a petty argument over? Shiemi stands her ground on her opinions, but she’s more or less an agreeable person. She doesn’t like to argue or cause tension, but she will if it means standing up for herself.

90. Are they a good artist? She can’t draw and she’s got that doctor handwriting lmao

91. Do they prefer hot or cold weather? Hot! Shiemi’s Quirk is most powerful if she’s in direct sunlight. When the sun is behind the clouds, it takes more energy and time for her to heal someone. Despite all that time in the sun, the poor woman can’t tan!

92. Can they play an instrument? Her parents made her play piano when she was a child, but she doesn’t dabble in it anymore.

93. What type of movies do they like to watch? Romance and mysteries! Her favorite movie is Titanic. She cries every time!

94. What does their room look like? Neat and organized. She’s got a lot of bookshelves in her room and a nice set up for her computer space.

95. How do they feel about bugs? Scared? Fascinated? She’s fascinated by bugs, but from a distance. She won’t touch ‘em!

96. What’s their sense of humour like? (Dad jokes, morbid humour, basic knock-knock jokes, stand up comedy, etc) She laughs really hard at stand up comedy. Since she’s a little more serious, she can appreciate how goofy Hawks is!

97. What do they keep in their bag? Cell phone, earbuds, portable charger, folding scissors for emergencies, Band-Aids, and if she’s not wearing it, she’ll fold up her lab coat and put it in there, too.

98. How competitive are they? She’s only competitive with herself. She doesn’t have to be the best, but she can’t stand being the worst. (I’m the same way.)

99. What would they wear to a formal event? Describe their outfit! She actually wore that beautiful red dress in chapter 10! If you Google “Elizabeth Banks Vanity Fair 2020” it’ll pop up.

100. If you, the creator, met them, would you two get along? Yes! I think that it’s impossible for any author/creator to make a character without at least adding some personal elements in them. Shiemi isn’t a self-insert, but she and I share a love of reading and we’re both overachievers. So I think she and I would make great friends!

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