#terribly pretty man so i put multiple pictures of him

[quirkylilcumlord]

felt like i should post the cake i made for my sisters birthday a few months ago 🔥

[yanderenightmare]

Nasty alpha wolf-boy Shiggy buying virgin bunny reader at a shady auction, taking her home and breeding her silly in all her tight bunny holes<3

BNHA ! THIRST

Shigaraki Tomura x darling

WC: 2.5k

TW: NSFW, captive darling, light bondage, oral giving/receiving, multiple orgasms and overstimulation, hybrid au

Shigaraki doesn’t get along with most other organizations aside from his own, but he could hold a certain respect for this establishment. He felt appreciated here – a valued customer – one with a hungry appetite the vendor saved only the very best herbivores for.

Herbivores like you.

“She was easy to tame- submissive like she was made for it!” The Master said. “A bit too submissive for my taste- but you know what they say about bunnies- cute like a button and just as dumb!”

Your thighs rubbed themselves where you stood in the dark of your blindfold. Bleating and cowering in the chastity belt they’d fixed tight around your lower body – having you sheathed on two thick cocks stretching out both virgin holes – making you drippy – vibrating inside you with purrs tickling your core in thrums he could hear from ten meters away.

“Stuff her in the trunk and take her home if you want- she’s so soft around the edges and pumped with hormones she won’t mind the bumpy road. You could take her right here on the concrete, and all she’d do is just moan!”

He could smell it in the air – how heated you were. Sopping like a braindead whore – he bet you’d been stuck in that chastity belt for hours, as sweaty and trembling as you were. Unstable were you stood in pink pumps soaked full of the slick running down your thighs – only managing to stand thanks to the big bodyguard behind you. He was a beastly fucker, squeezing one of your tits tight in a big bear paw while fisting your leash like a noose in the other, pulling the thick black collar kept snug on your throat only to feel your plush ass rub against his crotch.

The way your arms were cruelly bent behind your back was of no help to your balance either, making your perky tits strut forward. Stiff nipples begging for a suck or a twist or a slap – sculpted a bit by an additional harness shaped like a bra with no filling – just thin black leather lines extenuating that on display.

“My hunters swear she’s a pure little thing, so normally I would demand you pay extra-”

Two black heart-shaped eyepatches had you blindfolded but were kept lenient enough to allow tears to soak through, layered damp on your cheeks and giving a pretty plump bloat to your lips – sucking on the pink ballgag stuffed in your mouth, fastened tight around your head – making all your noises come out wet and even more feeble.

“But she’s yours free of charge if the league handles some business for me~”

Your lop ears drooped sadly down your cheeks, framing your cute face like a picture where your little nose kept wrinkling in terribly adorable sniffles – squealing on what he could tell was another ride over the edge.

“Deal.” He barked shortly, a growl in his throat.

The Master grinned. “Always a pleasure doing business with you, Shigaraki.” Tossing him the keys to the lock on your cunt before snapping his fingers, gesturing for the bodyguard to do the same with the leash – pushing you in a wobbling stumble over to your new owner.

And then he really felt you tremble – soft yet stiff, bracing yourself against him – the smell of utter terror and arousal so thick he found himself drooling just at a single close whiff – all the hair on his tail spiked on strict end as a hunger growled low in his gut.

He felt his pants grow taut and gave a hiss – shoving you on your stomach in a sprawl onto the backseat. Throwing your legs inside before slamming the door shut – putting his fingers to his lips – your slick wet on them, glossy and sweet in his nose like a perfume as he licked them clean while getting in the car.

“Drive.” He muttered in another curt growl, signaling the man to his side to turn the keys as he pawed the straining tent bumping his boxers with yet another hiss.

Huffing, he closed his eyes, listening to you nom on your gag with wet cries and moans – his chest tight and brows furrowed – cursing having said yes to clean up another organization’s mess, and even more frustrated with your scent hanging heavy in the air, making everything spin for him – until finally reaching the base.

“Get out, Binky- welcome to your new home.”

He tugged your collar again soon after the car stopped, and out you shuffled – sweaty and shivering on legs that could barely hold their own weight – supported by the hand he had raked in your hair, pulling and dragging your body out into the cold.

Letting go once you were out of the backseat, he started fisting the leash instead, yanking you forward with heels clicking in no steady rhythm – wonky on the ground where you struggled to keep up with him. Slick between your thighs, rubbing together as you walked.

You were still blindfolded – floppy ears shifty at the sounds of doors opening and slamming shut, along with the threatening cheers of the crowd of villains drinking in the rooms the two of you passed. It’s as though he can hear you praying, hoping that he’s not planning on sharing you with the rest of the fray the way you flinch at the whistles and filthy comments being thrown your way.

You sped up until your tits bumped into his back – walking close with your head bowed to shield yourself.

Splitting a grin, he chuckled out a low snort. He hadn’t thought you’d be so silly to seek his comfort. But dumb as it was, his cock seemed to find it unexpectedly pleasant.

Reaching his room, he fished for his key – hands unsteady, tongue gracing his fangs as he unlocked it before stepping inside. Hauling you behind him into the musty space where he at once pounced on you like a predator who’d finally lost all patience. 

Paws with claws gabbed your tit with a force that made you stumble – almost fall if he hadn’t tugged you back by your leash. His tongue ran wet over the sweet drool dripping down your neck and chin – his canines close to your neck, making you shiver and bleat for him while his hand dropped down to cup your sex. 

Stopping short at the thick feel of latex beneath his fingertips, he growled and shoved you in a toppling wobble until your back hit the soft embrace of the bed behind you. You met it with a bounce and a yelp smothered in your gag – and he followed quickly, crawling on top of you with the key in hand. Carefully caressing the lock on your belt – thinking it would be a shame to destroy it when he could make use of it later. He would need to keep you protected if the way everyone eyed you was any indication. After all, he couldn't expect a base crawling with only carnivores to resist the scent of a herbivore as sweet as you.

He turned the key in the hole and pulled the cruel construction down your thighs, and you gave a whine, hips bucking at the release, quaking at the empty feeling while he eyed the lewd mixture of slick clinging in pretty bridges between the two closing holes and the two glossy rubber cocks still wet and warm with your heat. 

“You make quite a slutty mess for a virgin.” He teased, with two of his coarse fingers dragging up your slick clit – gleeful eyes watching you squirm while releasing a strangled sound caught between a moan and a scream – riddled with overstimulation to the point you were cumming in spasms from only the single little touch.

He only chuckled at the sight. Leaving you to pant and quake beneath him – with shakey breaths anticipating the painful pleasure of his touch once again. 

“Sensitive, scared, horny- tortured by your own fickle hormones and instincts- I know what you want…” He continued, now with the words leaving hot puffs against the slick skin on your thighs. “You want this teensy little rabbit hole destroyed by the big bad wolf….”

Your whimpers were like a symphony – sweet and softly tuned to strum every string in his gut – purring and stirring something sticky and heavy and starving inside of him.

“Look at this pussy….” He groaned with a click of his tongue – his eyes set on the wet puffy little thing between your legs. “So pretty- I could bite it.”

Your back took an arch, jumping from the bed once his hot mouth hit your mound – letting out another uncontrolled moan – heart pounding so loud and savagely in your chest he could feel it pulse on his tongue inside you as he lapped at you like a parched mutt.

His claws dug with greed, plunged deep into the cake of your thighs, locking you around his jaw where he mouthed at your core with eyes rolling back. Every fiber went on a rampage within him, zipping along his limbs and gathering in his gut like one tight-clenched aching fist.

“Mh-fuck-” He took a breath, mouth gaping and dripping with spit and slick before moving upward, sucking kisses into the soft skin of your tummy and soon locking his lips around your nipple – with one hand working your free titty, the other fucked your hole with horny curiosity, delving in the slick with twists and curls and scissoring.

You whined under his touches, quaking on all counts – listening to your hole squelch while your oh-so-sensitive insides clenched down hard from the warm knot coiling in your lower belly, coming so close to that all-over-feeling yet again – shaking your head in fear of it.

“Piss yourself if it helps- I don’t mind-” He growled out low in a whisper, his fangs against your throat now, grazing playfully with rugged breaths hot against your flushed skin. “I won’t stop until I’ve broken in each hole-”

Eyes big and swiveled with tears rippling down your cheeks in rushed rivulets, all the while your pussy made out with his fingers – feeling the fat digits test the flex of your gummy walls – slippery with slick and happily fluttering from his touches. 

You soon caved for the umpteenth time – whole body strangling to suppress the sensation while unsure how much more you could take before going numb.

“Tch- there you go~ good bunny~” He praised in mockery, snickering at your panting – his breath hot on your skin where he moved to hover above your gagged lips – undoing the straps to free your mouth.

“Ah please, m-master- please- no more-” You immediately begged, mouth wet with drool.

“Mh- you’ve got manners…” He moaned, keeping his fingers in your cunt while holding you by the ear in the other hand, gripping it tight and rubbing the thin softness like a lucky charm. Tugging himself out of his pants, messy with pre, he immediately steered the fatness to your mouth. “Open up~”

You took it with a small whine, feeling it push onto your tongue and further in until it hit the back of your throat in a kiss. He gave a groan, feeling your bloated lips wrap around the shaft as you glucked on his length in soft mewls – eyes panning from the view to watch your little titties bounce at the movement, doing small jumps for him as he rammed your sweet face.

He removed your eyepatches – wanting to see your pretty eyes glossy and big for him as you sucked his cock.

The look on your face made his gut rumble – so sweet-looking with your cinched brows and button-nose – eyeing him with cute anxiety, no doubt taking in the scary sight of his red eyes and his pale skin littered with scars.

You coughed cutely when he withdrew, and he bent over to kiss you again, spit stringing between your tongues as his fingers went back to your clitty – rubbing crass circles into it that had you squealing into his mouth.

“Please, master-” You cried, wringing your thighs shut tight around his hand – tears springing from the pity puddles of your eyes as you looked at him with such plead it made his gut roar.

He could only offer a gleeful giggle, spreading your thighs by pulling you snugly around his waist – his cock jumping eagerly above your navel as he bore over you – his breath hot on your face. “Don’t worry, baby bunny, I’ll stuff you up good. Breed you full of a warm creampie in your tight little cunt.” He cooed, fangs sharp and glistening – his paw flat on your belly, rubbing the flesh with want. “Right here~ warm and thick in your little womb~”

You shuddered at the threat, then whined an open-mouthed moan as he sleaved himself inside you. Feeling his every fat vein rub along your walls until his plush head nudged tight against your cervix – making you mewl with an arch in your back, clenching hard around the size of him. Shaking from the toll of it.

He groaned, starting to pound you already – fast and deep, just like a hound rutting. “I’m gonna give you my knot, Bunbun-” He drooled, sucking your cheek with tongue and teeth – red eyes set on your plump and pouty lips – gaping open and begging for more while he continued raving. “Gonna knot you up so tight- make this virgin pussy tremble for me-”

You could only pant, getting run through at such a pace your next orgasm was fucked right out of you. Sweat pilled on your forehead and nose, thighs trembling as you came on his thickness in hot, heaving moans. Throttling his cock for cum – which he soon spilled deep inside you just like he promised – painting your insides with it with balls clenching up, resting snugly against the slick that spilled out.

He was messy when he pulled out again. Glossy and still raging fat as he rolled you over on your stomach – pulling your ass up by your hips while you remained breathless with exhaustion, smudged against the pillowy sheets beneath you.

He laid his meat between your asscheeks, eyes lazily looking over your dewy face and how pretty you looked fucked out on his bed.

“This bunny-hole’s never felt cock either, huh?” He said, voice breathy but eager still – planting his tip at the opening of the taut little entrance before beginning to push.

You moaned out again but could only ball your fists for purchase, still kept in a lock behind your back – tightening them until your knuckles whitened while he crammed himself inside you one stout inch at a time.

“Mmh- fuck, so tight~ it’s gonna feel so fuckin’ good hugging me nice and snug~” He almost whined, getting swallowed down until his pelvis met your ass and the ball of fluff found there – doing a little dance just for him. “Fuck- look at you, little cottontail~” He groaned, leaving himself sunk down to the hilt inside you for a moment of appreciation before beginning to drag out to pound your stomach into a nice mess. “So perfect, I outta take a picture~”

tip-jar: Kofi

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★  𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓. + 𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐌𝐄𝐍

masterlist. / taglist. / any request? synopsis. the jjk men and how perverted they would be to their partner.

─── ☆ notes. sorry for being flakey i've been recovering from having Agust D tickets stolen right out of my hands (i was too late putting in my card information) so i'm pretty much in constant mourning at the moment. | — feedback is always welcomed & don't forget to reblog 🤍

─── ☆ genre and warnings. +18 nsfw under the cut. minors dni | masterbation | scent kink | oral sex | facials | marking | possessiveness | manipulation(?) | sub/dom | switching | brat taming | voyeurism | exhibitionism | mentions of multiple partners | sadism | biting | rough sex | cock warming | creampie | is you see a typo simply ignore it | title inpso by this song.

★     NANAMI KENTO !

‣ He would take it to the grave, though, with the type of things he would do when he did not have your comfort: tucking his shoes to the side and tossing aside his tie after a long day at work, all those rightful morals get tossed aside as well, seeing you had left to go back to your own home, leaving the almost overbearing traces of you against his mattress and pillows.

‣ tucking his face into his bed sheets while he slowly reaches down to undo the buckle of his belt, his hand creeping under the button of his pants in search to help ease the tension that grew as his erection engulfed in him what was left of you.

‣ grunting pathetically as he stuffed his face against his pillow, fucking his fist, the thought of your body, the things you two would do under the sheets.

‣ He will do anything he needs to do to not ruin his gentlemanly persona, his thoughts about you are more tamed and docile than those of the others, who would be more open with their thoughts.

‣ but I feel like Nanami wouldn’t really show his true nature no matter how many times you poke and prod at him, taunting him sexually, he’ll always make it seem as if you are the one that always suggests something first.

‣ I feel like he's also very into seeing you cry, especially if you like light bondage, whether he’s tying your hands together with his tie or holding your wrist behind your back with his belt.

‣ But on a rare occasion, like when he’s just mentally exhausted and really craving your touch and needs a little widedown, he can't help but  be a little touchy and needy for some sense of comfort.

‣ That comfort comes in a lot of ways: cuddling, making out, handjobs, and helping his very terrible oral fixation that never fails to have you fall victim to house mouth by spreading out on top of any and every surface in his home with your thighs trembling as your knee was bent over his shoulder.

★     GOJO SATORU !

‣ This man is very shameless and vocal about the things he wants and will do to you, so shameless that you have to apologize to anyone within a hearing radius.

‣ He literally does not care and does not have an ounce of decorum in his body.

‣ No matter how much he teases you for being "obsessed," you both know damn well how overly possessive he is over you and your body. There is never a time your two are in the same room and he doesn't have his hands all over you.

‣ The problem is that he isn't ashamed of talking about the things he wants to do with you to literally any poor victim willing to listen; he had the dedicated photo album full of saved selfies and pictures and the very lewd picture of you in lingerie tucked in his wallet, ready to be pulled out at any unfortunate time.

‣ The more you two get comfortable and closer, I feel like he will get more whiny and needy for your physical contact and attention, touching and kissing all over you in public.

‣  Kissing all over you, including the multiple items he would spoil you with, ranging from expensive lingerie in his favorite color to little trinkets that remind him of you. His favorite thing to do is buy you clothes and have you try them on in front of him.

‣  He just cannot keep his hands to himself, especially when you look so good in the sexy suit he bought from Victoria Secret that just complimented your boobs so much. It shouldn't be a surprise that it only takes him a glance before he’s tugging your panties to the side and fucking you against the wall.

★     TOJI FUSHIGURO !

‣ Another shameless man who does not give a fuck where he is or who’s around; when he wants you, he wants you.

‣ Definitely more subtle compared to Gojo (which isn't saying much).

‣ He’s just a major tits guy and loves when you post selfies with cleavage just to screenshot for his gallery and zoom in on your chest.

‣ If you happen to be in his company, rather than lounging around cuddling, his hands will at some point end up under your shirt, fondling your chest and pinching your nipples, using your boobs like a personal stress ball, and if he's not doing that, his head is tucked under your shirt, sucking hickies on them as if it were some normal occurrence.

‣ There’s no normal moment when you're dating Toji; this man knows he can act upon his lewd desires and will tuck your panties in his back pocket after sex as if they were some type of award for making you finish twice.

‣  He’s a man with artistic ability; that being said, he likes how you look covered in his cum; rather, it's all over your face, boobs, buttocks, and stomach. You better believe he’s pulling out and painting all over you.

‣ will get a little whiny whenever you try to clean yourself off, but it's fine because the moment you get out of the shower, he’s tapping you in for another round (rest in peace your ability to walk straight).

 ‣ He does not have a single shameless bone in his body; in fact, he loves it when you catch him doing something pervy; he only gets more excited.

‣ Rather its jerking off with your underwear and possibly grunting out your name knowing you're a step away, the moment that door swings open, he’s holding eye contact and fucking his fist.

‣ As much as people assume Toji to be some hard dom I feel like he does have a bit of a bratty side, and it does not help that he can get super petty, especially if he doesn't get what he wants. Oh, lord, that man will teasingly taunt like there's no tomorrow.

‣ And the worst part is that he does it as if he isn't the one practically whining for you to touch him.

‣ Don't even bother trying to get payback, whether it's trying to get him winded up with a cute lewd text or sending a sext picture of yourself, he will hit back ten times as hard and even make you drag it out until he’s the one with the upper hand.  

★     GETO SUGURU !

‣ okay… So I know what I said about Gojo being the most perverted, but I think that Geto might sometimes give him a run for his money.

‣ He's got the shameless thing all checked, in fact, he's so shameless that he makes you feel embarrassed and flustered, as if you're the one at fault.

‣ He is the same with Toji, he doesn't care who’s near doesn't matter he has his hands all over you, taunting and teasing you right in front of his friends he does not give a single care.

‣ He loves getting you all flustered in public, no matter who’s listening, he will straight out ask you to touch him whenever he feels like it.

‣ He loves the thought of you coming undone with an audience watching how much he can please you, a possessive sense of pride waving over him as he fucks you in front of everyone, telling them exactly who you belong to as you moan out his name. As long as you keep your eyes on him, there won't be a problem.

‣ frames lewd pictures of you, I’m not even kidding.

‣ I feel like he would have one of those huge portraits of you modeled in fancy lingerie hung like art in his living room, or small portraits of you in his bedroom.

‣ When you first noticed them, he just sort of smirked as you tried to tell him off.

★     SUKUNA RYOMEN !

‣ Oh brother, this dude gets grimy with it. 

‣ He’s got a major god complex, so it shouldn't come as much of a surprise that he doesn't see that what he’s doing is perverted, downright bad, to the point where he calls you a pervert for still liking him knowing the type of shit he’s into.

‣ Is a panty sniffing, dick stepping, fucking in public or even while his friends watch, watching you shower, jacking off while laying next to you, type of freak.

‣ Let's step back and backtrack on that friend thing. To everyone's surprise, Sukuna loves sharing, so much so that he’s into watching you get passed around by his friends.

‣ Practically invented voyeurism, loves the look on your face while you're getting railed, but only while you hold eye contact with him and moan his name while you're with some other dude.

‣ Sure he’s possessive, but in cocky way. 

‣ He knows he’s better than any other man you’ll ever be with, he’s the best thing that has ever graced your silly little pitbull life, so no matter how many times you complain about some sad pitful fuck, he knows it’ll never beat the multiple times he’d leave you trembling from just his mouth.

‣ He’s a huge tease with his tongue and long fingers, you’d have to be in tears and whimpering out his name before he'd consider pulling his dick out and fucking you.

‣ Is very huge on crying, whether it's from overstimulation or you just being overwhelmed from being angry at him. Just know the little devils on both sides of his shoulders are practically barking at him to bend you over and fuck you when the tears start spilling. 

‣ He’s a mean fucking, hair tugging, biting, leaving bruises, slapping, degrading—you could name anything that inflicts some sort of pain, and Sukuna has already tried it.

‣ But on the very rare occasion when he allows you too to take just a bit of charge, his desperate side does get a chance to shine out more, begging for you to let him cum in you, begging for you to give him orders.

‣ Sex will always end with you feeling like some type of jelly-filled doughnut (I'm so sorry), and he refuses to cum anywhere else but inside of you, let alone let you move from his grasp when he’s done. Best believe you’re keeping his cock warm for the rest of the night.

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VALORANT MENTIONED !?

please please please i need any sort of yoru content omg that beautiful japanese man… i crave him😞

or maybe even iso because he’s sooo cute 💗

btw ily mootie & your themes are always so pretty !

YORU MENTIONED !!! + ISO HEHEH. this is basically them as your boyfriends (sfw!!) ALSO TY FOR THE COMPLIMMENTTTTSSS ILY2 MOOTIEE

this is bcuz, they speak japanese n chinese heehe ¹-beautiful , ²-yoru/night , ³-iso , ⁴-heart n liver ,

YORU — ★ 夜 ²

• Yoru loves you to death, he'll go through anything just so his hands can touch you. Clingy is an understatement, if he's not by your side he may have seperation anxiety.

• He loves buying you food, especially foods he likes. He loves sharing his culture with you, even in subtle ways. He'll place pictures of his hometown in his room, stuffed animals of animals in his culture— just so you can look around your room 'n always think of him.

• When you approach him his face lights up. One time, you saw him pouting on his phone, his eyebrows furrowed as he did so. He mumbles something about Pheonix— you guessed they had been fighting. You quickly approach him with a quick, 'hi baby' expecting him to mumble to you— only for him to quickly stuff his phone in his pocket and grin at you— "Hi, utsukishī!"¹ he giggles out, his arms wrapping around you.

• He has a hard time showing affection in front of the other agents, but he will always hold your hand or hug you. He's a cuddler simply because he wants to be part of you. One time Sova caught him kissing your cheek multiple times, mumbling in between kisses he would say 'i love you'. Yoru would never live that down.

• You're ruining his tough guy persona !

ISO — ☆ 异 ³

• Iso's love language is acts of service. Flowers, stuffed animals, food, drinks. Anything, he'll buy it for you. Sometimes he'll even attempt to make you something, not that it always ends well. It's the thought that counts.

• He loves holding hands, it feels awfully intimate to him. Your delicate hand intertwined with his, squeezing every now and then to give him subtle confidence. He loves it. It makes him blush, and that's embarrassing.

• Please wear this man's clothing, it makes him crazy. He finds you so cute when you wear his big jackets, your nose buried in the jacket. You look like a cute turtle. He'll wrap his big arms around your body, and nuzzle his face into your cheek before placing kisses atop your head. "My xīngān..."⁴ he whispers into your hair.

• This man will stare at you. If you're uncomfortable with eyes on you, he's terribly sorry. He just can't look away, he wants to memorize every pore, every blackhead, every strand of hair, every eyelash, every vein— everything. He wants to memorize your entire face. He wants to memorize everything about you. He stares for a while, but you reciprocate by staring at him— when you stare it makes him get embarrassed.

• He loves sharing his music with you. He's the type of man to make playlists for you— he has a morning playlist, afternoon playlist, night playlist, and even cooking playlists. He puts them all together and he'll play them for you, and maybe— just maybe.. you'll catch him singing in his own language to you..

[thevibraniumveterans]

REBELS REWATCH

S1E12 — VISION OF HOPE

The episode opens with Ezra in the middle of serious lightsaber training. He is wearing his helmet, and is learning how to deflect stun shots. Kanan oversees the session, with both Sabine and Zeb paces away on either side of Ezra as willing participants. They take turns shooting energy bolts at him. So far, Ezra has been deflecting shots aimed at him, but the energy bolts are deflected in a lot of random places. Kanan offers advice: “You’ve got the blocking down for the most part, but you shouldn’t just randomly deflect the energy any which way. You’ve yet to hit the target I gave you.” (The target being a stormtrooper helmet atop a rock.) Ezra tries to stay positive: “‘Yet’! Key word is ‘yet’.” Kanan calls for a momentary ceasefire. Ezra watches as Sabine spins both her WESTAR-35s and holsters both with practiced ease. Kanan tells Ezra, “You’re distracted, impatient. What’s your rush?” Ezra sighs, and flips open his helmet’s visor. He says, “I don’t want to miss Senator Trayvis’ transmission.” Kanan responds, “You don’t even know if he’ll transmit today.” Ezra is lacking a little bit on focus, but he needs to get that back up to speed. Ezra notes, “He’s been on more frequencies lately, and I have a feeling.” (This is important, and it’s not so much what feeling he’s having, but that he is able to speak up about having feelings about things, even if it’s just the Force giving him clues but not the whole picture.) “Today’s the day,” he continues. Kanan reminds him, “Well, I have a feeling you’re gonna get stunned if you don’t stay in the moment. This moment.” Suitably put in his place, Ezra reignites his saber, and training restarts. Sabine and Zeb resume shooting stun bolts at him, but Ezra remains erratic, his head clearly not in the game. To up the ante, Chopper sends energy bolts in Ezra’s direction as well.

However, Ezra experiences something odd. He starts hearing and seeing a collection of voices and scenes. The first voice says, “You there.” Ezra flips up his visor, distracted and confused. The second voice he hears is of Hera saying, “Senator, you’re in terrible danger.” Ezra narrowly dodges another stun blast, and hears the the first voice again: “Put your saber down, boy, now!” He hears Hera’s voice again: “The Empire knows you’re here. Stay close, Senator.” Ezra is suitably confused; some stun bolts hit his saber, but he’s not focused; the first voice asks, “You want me to go in there?” Overwhelmed, Ezra closes his eyes, and experiences a vision. In the first one, he is surrounded by troopers; in the second, he, Zeb, Sabine, and Hera lead a man to an opening in the ground. All the while, he can hear his heart pounding in his chest. The scene continues with the Spectres going into an underground shelter, which troopers find them in. In Ezra’s third vision, more or less a continuation of the second, the mysterious man says, “Your parents were very brave.”

In shock, Ezra wakes up, having fallen over minutes ago. Kanan, Sabine, Zeb, and Chopper look on as Ezra asks sheepishly, “I got stunned, didn’t I?” Impressed, Kanan replies, “No, you deflected every blast back at the target.” (But how is this possible, that Ezra basically blacked out, had a few visions while he was at it, and still managed to hit the target multiple times? What must that have looked like from the outside?) Ezra, knowing something didn’t line up quite right, says, “I saw something.” Kanan asks if Ezra had a vision. Horrified, Ezra confirms this: “I saw Gall Trayvis. Kanan, he knew my parents!”

Kanan helps Ezra to his feet. The teenager admits, “It was so real.” Addressing Kanan, Sabine, and Zeb, Ezra recalls of his vision that they were “sneaking around in the dark. Troopers were everywhere.” Sabine points out, “Sounds like a pretty average day.” (Which, judging by that description, is kind of true.) Ezra responds: “Except…Senator Trayvis was there, fighting side by side with us. And he said he knew my parents.” Kanan, however, isn’t quite buying this: “Just because you want something to happen doesn’t mean it’s going to.” (It’s always a good lesson to learn, that it’s important to not set too high of an expectation for yourself.) Ezra says, “But it might.”

Zeb gives Ezra a friendly smack upside the head, but the teenager doesn’t see that coming. Indignant, he demands, “What are you doing?” Zeb replies, “Helping you to hone your Jedi powers. Why didn’t you see that coming?” Ezra says, “Doesn’t work that way.” (Parallels with “That’s not the Force works!” From TFA.) Sabine also gives Ezra a friendly punch as well, which he protests. Sabine tells him, “Only if we keep trying.” Hera tells Ezra to hurry back to the Ghost to watch the incoming transmission. Ezra grins, and sprints all the way back, passing Sabine, giving a friendly retaliatory punch to Zeb, and racing up the Ghost’s ramp.

As Ezra excitedly runs into the Ghost’s main space, Hera tells him, “I started recording before he came on. I’ll play back the entire message.” Ezra nods enthusiastically, and puts down his helmet. The message plays: “‘The insurgents terrorizing our world will soon be brought to justice. I have assurances from—’ ‘Citizens, Senator-in-Exile Gall Trayvis here…’” In walk Kanan, Zeb, and Sabine, who takes a seat next to Ezra to watch the transmission. “‘…coming to you with a reminder that the Empire applies the term ‘insurgent’ to anyone who dares defy their tyranny, such a some very courageous souls on Lothal.’” Ezra gets excited: “He’s talking about us. He said Lothal.” Hera agrees: “I know. Here it comes.” The message continues: “‘To those rebels, I have a message… The sun may have set on the Old Republic, but a new freedom can be won…if we are brave enough to fight for it today. See you soon, my friends.’”

Hera notes that Trayvis would meet them soon, courtesy of Fulcrum (aka Ahsoka). Kanan wonders why the Empire hasn’t caught Trayvis yet, and Ezra says, “Trayvis is too smart. You know, he pirates the Empire’s own signal, just like my folks used to.” Hera agrees again: “And the clues he puts in his messages where to meet him are obvious to the locals but go right over the Empire’s head. Watch.” She replays a specific part of the message: “‘The sun may have set on the Old Republic, but a new freedom can be won’.” Hera states, “He said ‘the Old Republic’ and ‘a new freedom’.” Ezra’s mind races a mile a minute as he deciphers this message: “Well, everybody on Lothal knows the New Freedom mural. It’s painted on the wall in…” Ezra realizes: “…inside the Old Republic Senate building!”

Sabine shifts seats and moves closer to Ezra, mostly so that she can bring up a holographic layout of the building in question. She says it’s “been abandoned since the Empire built the Imperial complex. Good place for a friendly get together.” Zeb isn’t convinced, but asks, “Yeah. But when’s this meeting?” Ezra can’t believe Zeb doesn’t know, but decide to entertain: “Uh, he worked ‘sunset’ and ‘today’ into his message. Pretty obvious.” Kanan thinks its “too obvious. We should have some insurance in case the Empire is more clever than we think.” Hera asks Ezra, “You’ve got a friend inside the Imperial complex, right? So find out for sure.” Ezra stands up and says, “I’ll meet you at my… at my parents’ house at 1700.” (The pause is quite telling, because the whole situation about Ezra’s parents is still a sore subject. Also, Ezra doesn’t actually have a house (despite the fact that his primary residence on Lothal is the communications tower.)) He puts on his helmet and leaves the common room. The Spectres watch him walk out.

Kanan follows Ezra out, and stops him in his tracks: “Ezra. About your vision. Don’t be too quick—” Ezra interrupts: “—To take it literally? Kanan, I know its right. You’re always telling to to trust my feelings. Well, I’ve never felt stronger about anything in my life.” He clicks his visor shut, and continues on his way, the door closing behind him.

Later that evening, Zare wanders the streets of Lothal. He walks down an alleyway, and happens upon Ezra, who calls his name. Zare laughs, “You’re a stealthy one, Dev Morgan.” Happy to see his friend, Ezra confirms that is him. “Hey, thanks for meeting me last minute, cadet. By the way, how’d you get past the gate?” Zare says he’s been promoted and so, had the privilege of a higher clearance. Ezra hesitantly congratulates him. Zare says, “To both of us. New clerical and courier duties give me greater access to intel you can use.” Stormtroopers walk by in the background, and Ezra backs away behind a few crates to keep out of sight. Zare continues, “Unless I’m caught, in which case—” Ezra agrees: “Yeah, let’s not get you shot. What do you have?” Leaning in closer so as to not get accidentally overheard, Zare reveals, “Agent Kallus and every section commander have been in secret tactical meetings. He’s gathering troops for a massive operation.” Ezra cautiously asks why. Zare warns, “Something to do with the old Senate building. But it might just be a drill. I’m not sure.” Ezra disagrees: “It’s no drill. I need to warn the others.” Zare has one more thing to tell Ezra: “I’m being transferred off-world to the officers academy on Arkanis.” Ezra turns around and says, “There’s something you should know.” Zare says, “Don’t tell me you’re gonna miss me, Dev.” Ezra tells him, “What? No. I mean, sure, but…” He hesitates. “Look, that’s not it.” Ezra leans in. “My real name is not Dev.” Zare is confused. Before Ezra can tell Zare his name, a squad of troopers descend on his location… exactly as his first vision revealed. Ezra realizes this, and panics. Thinking fast, he turns around and warns Zare, “No time to explain.” Ezra pushes past him, rounds a corner, and scrambles down an alleyway, pursued by troopers. He looks both ways, before running down another street. On defense mode, he uses his gun/saber as a blaster to slow down his pursuers. He hits a dead end, but has managed to make his escape to the rooftop of the building.

Some time passes; when the coast is clear, Ezra makes his way to the house he used to live in with his parents. Inside, Chopper greets him. Ezra wonders where the crew is, and Chopper gestures to the hole in the ground. The teenager looks into the escape tunnel, from which familiar voices can be heard, and puts his helmet on a nearby chair. Sabine’s voice is heard first: “It’s pretty old. He said his parents used it to broadcast from.” Ezra props himself up just outside the entrance to the old hideaway. Zeb doesn’t understand why the Empire took away Ezra’s parents. Hera responds, “They had hope.” Ezra makes his way down the ladder, and Sabine notices. She steps away from the counter she was leaning on, and toward Ezra, who momentarily looks away. Sabine clears her throat, and notes, “Cutting it a little close”. Ezra looks back up at her. She continues, “I know you don’t want to miss Trayvis’s meeting.” Ezra replies, “Neither does the Empire.” Turning aside, he says, “And you were right, Kanan. They know where the meeting is. Kallus has an operation planned, probably to capture Trayvis…or worse.” Zeb and Kanan are optimistic.

The next morning, the team gathers on a raised walkway, and Sabine scopes out a situation using her rangefinder, noting, “There’s a dignitary shuttle and two protocol droids on the platform. Trayvis must already be inside.” She flips up her rangefinder, turns to Kanan, and says that she can’t see any Imperials out and about. Ezra looks sideways at her, and then looks away into the distance, not wanting to lose focus on the mission at hand. Kanan disagrees; lifting his macrobinoculars up, he finds a few troopers down on street level. “Looks like they’ve got the whole area locked down,” he says. Ezra has a plan: “We’ve gotta get Trayvis outta there before the Empire moves in.” Hera thinks something is up: “Wait. Why haven’t they moved in?” Kanan tells her, “They want us too. It’s a trap.” He tells Ezra, “If we can get up there without being seen, maybe we fly him out on his own ship.” The teenager reveals, “I know a way in. No one will see us.” Next to him, Sabine gives him a quizzical look. Ezra nonchalantly reassures the Spectres: “Hey, I survived alone against the Empire for eight years. Come on.”

The Spectres follow Ezra away, and arrive at a sewer pipe. Zeb doesn’t like it, but Ezra says, “I can pretty much guarantee we’re not gonna run into any stormtroopers down there.” (That’s awfully confident of Ezra to say that; just because his vision only showed him snippets of what was to come and that didn’t feature any troopers, doesn’t mean there won’t be.) Sabine sarcastically notes, “…Terrific.”

Ezra leads the Spectres down the sewage pipe, saying, “Used to be too much water to walk down here, but since the Empire started rationing, pretty dry.” (Which tells us a lot about Ezra, that during those eight years he was alone, he more or less was able to traverse Lothal using underground sewer tunnels undetected. That’s quite the feat.) Zeb complains, “Well, it hasn’t helped the smell.” Sabine responds, “Speaking of which, it does smell like you.” Zeb turns to Sabine, slightly insulted, but she takes it in stride and deflects: “I was talking to Ezra.” (Whether Sabine regretted saying that out loud is up for debate.) The teenager in question amusedly asks, “Wait, you know what I smell like?” Kanan, likely not wanting to know how this conversation would end up, says, “Can we focus, please?”

The Spectres reach the end of the tunnel, and ascend a ladder, and emerge at an external walkway at the edge of the old Senate building, close to Trayvis’ ship. Ezra asks, “What do you think?” Kanan replies, “Better safe than sorry,” and uses the Force to distract the guards. Guards sufficiently distracted, Ezra, Kanan, Hera, Zeb, and Sabine exit the tunnel. Kanan instructs Sabine and Zeb to be on the lookout from “up top”. They comply.

Ezra, Hera, and Kanan, meanwhile, reach the room with the mural. Trayvis greets the three Spectres. However, they are cornered by Kallus and a group of troopers. Hera runs to Senator Trayvis to get him to safety, while Ezra and Kanan both ignite their sabers. Ezra looks to Kanan, who nods, agreeing that there’s no better time to use their lightsabers. Especially because it would be a live assessment of sorts to test Ezra’s proficiency with the saber.

Ezra reassures Senator Trayvis that “our friends will be along.” By gesturing with his eyes, winking as he does so, he silently informs the Senator that yes, Sabine and Zeb are right above them. In a ceiling walkway, Sabine and Zeb each hold timed smoke bombs. They toss them to the spot surrounding the Spectres and the Senator. Zeb jumps down into the melee, while Sabine remains at the walkway and fires away, rangefinder down.

Kanan says, “We’ve gotta get Trayvis out of here!” Ezra tells the Senator, “Follow us!” From the walkways above, Sabine follows the group, leaping from walkway to walkway before jumping down to the ground, leaving behind an explosive. She makes a run for it and skids out to the walkway, and Zeb catches her before the explosion.

Outside, Sabine keys in a command on her wrist gauntlet, and the escape hatch to the sewer open, exactly as Ezra had envisioned a day earlier. Ezra and Kanan provide cover for Hera, Sabine, Zeb, and the Senator to escape down the pipe. Ezra manages to use his saber to deflect a few blaster bolts, which is something of an improvement from his training a day earlier. He, however, is knocked back a little. He disengages from the firefight and jumps down into the tunnel, shortly followed by Kanan. Sabine keys in another command, and the hatch above them closes.

The Spectres run through the sewer pipes, and Kanan instructs Ezra to “get Spectre-2 and Trayvis to the hatch.” Ezra, however, knows that his adoptive crew isn’t as familiar with the underground sewer system, and so, wonders, “Wait. How will you find us?” Sabine recalls an earlier exchange: “I can smell you, remember?” Ezra is pleasantly taken aback, and is about to respond, when Hera says, “Think of something clever to say later. Move!”

Sabine and Kanan proceed through the sewers. Kanan asks Sabine, “Do you actually know where we’re going?” Sabine sounds confident: “Of course, I do.” She doesn’t, really, so she adds, “…Sorta.” After keying in a direction request into her wrist comm, it responds with the direction to be taken. She points ahead, turns right, and runs with Kanan down another tunnel.

Elsewhere, the Senator follows Ezra and Hera down another tunnel. The Senator says, “You’re so well organized. To evade the Empire as you have, you must have quote a support system. Good funding, powerful allies.” Ezra, not immediately aware that the less one says, the less one reveals and the less the adversaries know, says, “No, this is it. We’re all there is.” The Senator doesn’t believe it. Hera follows behind. Ezra says, “I hoped we could learn from you, Senator. Your transmissions have already helped keep us going.” Hera cautiously agrees, saying, “Just to know someone else is out there has meant a lot.”

The three of them reach a section of the tunnel blocked by fast-rotating fan blades, and jump down to a slightly lower level. Hera wonders how they are to get past the blades, so Ezra suggests that they could “try to cut its power.” Hera responds with a lead-the-way gesture and hands her blaster to the Senator, which is not that good of an idea because something doesn’t feel right, but neither Hera nor Ezra know this. However, just as Ezra is about to start tinkering with the controls, the senator raises the borrowed blaster and warns darkly, “That’s enough. We’re not going anywhere.” Ezra is shocked, and wants to know what is going on. The Senator tells him to disarm himself, which is exactly what his vision had revealed to him earlier. The difference between then and now is that earlier he did not have context for the warnings, but now it plays out in real time. Ezra unclips his lightsaber and places it on the ground before him, and wonders if the Senator has allied himself with the Empire. Even Hera is in disbelief, saying, “but all your transmissions, those planets you visited. How did word not get out about you?” The Senator reveals that nobody was privy to this information, saying, “Insurgents are not arrested. They’re identified and watched. The troublesome ones have… accidents after I’m gone.” This sounds ominous, which is the intended effect. Ezra, still in denial about the whole shocking reveal, says, “But you’re not a traitor. You’re a voice of freedom, a-a light in the darkness, like my parents!” That was the wrong thing to say, definitely at the wrong time. The Senator says, “No one has spoken against the Empire on Lothal since…the Bridger transmissions.” Ezra, shocked and betrayed beyond belief, looks away. The Senator continues, “I remember them. The original voices of freedom. You’re their son.” Ezra asks why the betrayal. The Senator replies darkly, “I joined the Empire, like your parents should have…for their lives, for you. Your parents were very brave…and very foolish. Where are they now? I’ll tell you, my boy.” Ezra looks sad, already knowing the answer. The Senator reveals, “They’re gone!” Taken aback by the final confirmation of his parents’ demise, Ezra raises a hand to his face, breaking down in tears. Hera tells the Senator, “As long as we fight, all that they spoke out for lives on.” The Senator tries to fire the blaster, but Hera reveals its on safety. Ezra turns to Hera, realizing, “You knew.” Hera replies, “He tried to get us to surrender. He wasn’t tired when he stopped. He was waiting for Kallus to catch up.” This feels like information Ezra might have felt through the Force, but at this stage, he is still not that in tune with his abilities, and as such, is prone to making decisions that aren’t as wise, such as trusting an old man just because he holds a position of power that seems to to exude trustworthiness. Hera continues, “And he wanted our secrets.” Hera sighs. “I didn’t want to believe it.” She lays a comforting hand on Ezra’s shoulder.

They look up, alerted to the arrival of Kanan, Zeb, and Sabine. Zeb wanted to know what happened to the Senator, and Hera replies that Trayvis was “working for the Empire.” Sabine wonders, “Is there anybody on our side?” Kanan asks, “What’s our plan?” Hera responds, “We were gonna stop the fan to get through.” Sabine, seeing a flaw in that plan, asks, “OK, but what will keep our friends from following?” Kanan tells her that they would “stop it long enough” for them to get past it. While Sabine, Hera, and Zeb provide cover, Ezra ignites his saber in what seems like a last-ditch effort. Kanan usesthe Force to slow down the rotation of the fan blades, and Ezra warns, “Incoming!” Troopers open fire, and Ezra, utilizing his training earlier, deflects all the shots aimed his way. Kanan concentrates harder, providing just enough time for the Spectres to make it past the blades. Ezra hesitates, but Kanan commands him to get a move on. Ezra does, and stops once more just beyond the blades, glaring at the Senator, before running off with his team. Moments pass, and the Spectres make it to safety outside of the hatch they’d first went down.

It is evening by the time the Spectres return to the Ghost. Ezra walks up the ramp hunched over, in evidently low spirits. Hera and Kanan catch up to him, and Ezra sighs in defeat. He says, “I didn’t see it. I was so wrong.” He facepalms. Hera notes, “We all thought he was a good person.” Addressing Kanan, Ezra admits, “You always say I should trust the Force. I thought that’s what I was doing.” Kanan tells him, “Your emotions clouded the vision. It takes—” Without missing a beat, Ezra continues, “Training and discipline?” Kanan agrees. “To see things clearly, yes. Visions are difficult, almost impossible to interpret.” Curious, Ezra asks, “What was the last vision you had?” Trying to lighten the mood, Kanan replies, “I saw this bratty kid that constantly caused me trouble.” Ezra, recognizing the reference to himself, chuckles and scratches the back of his head nervously. “I guess you read that one wrong.” Kanan guesses this is the case, and heads upstairs. Hera tells Ezra, “You know, I wanted to believe in Trayvis as much as you did.” The teenager turns around, and wonders, “Yeah. What’s wrong with us?” He takes a seat next to Hera on the ramp, and she says, “We have hope… hope that things can get better. And they will.” At that, a small smile graces Ezra’s face once again, and he looks out toward the horizon.

[thebumblecee]

Ten Line Game

rules: pick any ten of your fics, scroll to the midpoint, pick a line (or three) and share it. then tag ten people.

I was tagged by the lovely @detective-giggles

When I’m like this you’re the one I want (TK/Carlos) -

It’s most likely for the best. Carlos nods. He looks down at the mug between his hands, there’s a few stray tea leaves floating on the top because TK never double strains. He’s always been too impatient. They make Carlos’ chest feel hollow.

Something so wholesome (TK/Carlos) -

TK is definitely smirking as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and it looks obscene. “Good?” He asks, there’s something underneath the cockiness that’s not as sure as the rest of him. Like he’s trying to figure out if Carlos wants to stop for a breather or for good.

“Very good.” Carlos pants. “So good, if you keep it up I’m going to finish too quickly.” TK doesn’t look concerned about that at all, in fact he’s beaming.

Wishing to be the friction in your jeans (TK/Carlos/Billy) -

They might be about to fuck for his husband’s pleasure but TK is not a complete slut and he won’t let a man fuck him without a little intimacy first. “Kiss me.” He demands, he can almost picture Carlos waiting to hear them on the radio eagerly. “I want to taste you.”

Didn’t know I was starving till I tasted you (TK/Carlos + a little bit of everyone) -

Carlos can see the second he pieces together the way he looks under his terrible disguise. “What the fuck happened to you? You look like you’ve been hit by a bus.”

“A truck actually.”

Gonna please you every way I can (TK/Carlos) -

He’s taking his time putting it on just to watch Carlos squirm. “Under your uniform at work you can have your pretty little cock caged away in a chastity belt. Just for me.”

“Always for you.” Carlos pants. They’ve never taken this kind of play outside the house before but TK knows the thought of subbing in his patrol uniform drives his husband wild. To be in a position of power on the outside while being wholly at TK’s mercy under his clothes.

Pace yourself for me (TK/Carlos) -

They’re at Carlos’ sleek townhouse before TK knows it. He sends a screenshot of his coordinates on google maps to Nancy.

“Just in case you’re a murderer.” He quips at Carlos who doesn’t look offended.

“Smart.” He says, he smiles at TK with a hint of wickedness. “Smarter than following a strange man home to play with his knives.”

Educating Mateo ♥️ (Carlos/TK/Mateo) -

“Are you guys getting a dog?” he asks, head tilted to the side. He holds up a black dog bowl that was stashed at the back of the cupboard. If the bedazzled BITCH wasn’t a clue then TK’s blush should be.

A laugh escapes TK. Mateo is looking at him with a sweet naivety. They really should put that in a better hiding place. “No, um, that’s not for an actual dog.” He feels shy all of a sudden as if he wasn’t a part of the reason Mateo was coming all over himself multiple times 12 hours ago.

Mateo looks at it and frowns, “Then what…” his eyes widen and TK chuckles. “Oh.”

What hurts the most (TK/Carlos) -

“Do you know he went to art college before becoming a cop?” This was a piece of information that TK only just learned himself the other week, and only because Andrea told him. “His mother told me that, not even him.“

“Art college? Wow. He really does contain multitudes.” Even through the quip TK can see Nancy was shocked. She should be shocked, she just found out something about her friend that she should know by now. TK was closed off about his life in New York at first but after he got comfortable with them, he told them everything. Addiction. Exes. College. He wanted them to go into being his friend with their eyes wide open.

How Do You Love (TK/Carlos) -

“Carlos look at me.” His eyes snap to TK’s, he didn’t even realise he was looking at the floor. TK doesn’t look angry, he looks concerned. “Before we go further, I need verbal confirmation, okay? I need to know you’re not too far gone. Can you answer me baby?”

“Yes, sir.”

A heart that beats in time with yours (TK/Carlos) -

“Sex is romantic.” TK argues, if his captain knew this was the plan they probably wouldn’t have let TK sneak off. “You’re the one that brought me to a hotel in the middle of a shift.” It’s not his fault he took the hint and ran with it.

“Yeah, for lunch.” Carlos reminds him. He pushes the door open and TK gasps.

—

I tried to keep it to just Tarlos but you know me, I’m not great at that.

No pressure tags: @mooshkat @cowlos-reyes @chaotictarlos @heartstringsduet @wandering-night19 @paperstorm that’s all the people I know that won’t mind me tagging them, if you want to play though tag me so I can see ♥️ I love seeing people play these games.

[pbandjesse]

I am so ridiculously tired right now. It like hit me this afternoon and I haven't felt exactly right since then. I am very much ready to close my eyes.

I didn't even sleep bad last night. I really like the new pillows. And when I woke up I desperately did not want to get out of bed but I knew I had to. Laying on the couch in their bike shorts. They said that they were going to go for a bike ride. But they were going to wait until I left. Which was nice of them.

Company staff and I was at the door by 8:00. I felt fine but it was cold out. I basically wore my sweatshirt the entire day. Which I enjoyed but also was surprised how chilly it was. I left the house wearing my sandals but once I got to work I switched into my moccasins and basically just tried my best to be comfortable.

When I got here I didn't have a ton of setting up to do. Everything was basically done so I just got the rest of the hot glue guns out that I pulled it from my studio. And I wasn't sure if I was going to have Anton again today and he ended up not being with me. Which was fine so I just would have counselors and CITs Manning the hot glue gun station. And I was up here getting things ready when Louise came up and asked for help with sewing.

So I had her sewing and I was just chilling talking with her for a while. I would run down to the nurse's office to use the bathroom and came back and we waited for my group.

And everyone did a really good job today. Minimal burns without glue guns. And I was able to mostly sit outside and supervise and check in with the kids while I worked on sewing my squares.

Chris would come up to the building to give me some papers for my self-assessment review for the summer. And he took some notes too. I was a little annoyed that he came up during a time when I am just supervising so I am sewing at the same time. But he was there the other week and saw my intro and saw like my engaging behavior as well so I'm hoping that he sees that as a positive. I also I'm glad that he came up at all because I feel like the office people never come up and see me.

And both of my morning groups do the next one job so once we were cleaned up I was able to head down to lunch.

I did not really like lunch. Was a very strange mac and cheese that was made with like baby zoo noodles and then the vegetarian option was quinoa and I hate quinoa. It's a terrible texture. But I enjoyed sitting with Celia and Antonio and chatting. I'm also saw this morning Branch had a very cool metal water bottle / coffee cup with a carabiner handle that was branded with putok. And I was like what I want that. So I sent a picture to Heather and asked where I could get it and if it was for sale in the trading post. And she said that while it was in the trading post it was free and just for staff. And I was so excited so right before lunch I went down and got that and I put lemonade in it it was great. I'm going to use this all the time now.

After lunch I came back up here to hang out and rest. Read for a little while and later my hammock and it was nice. My neck still hurt today so anytime I could take to try to stretch it and lay down was nice and good.

The afternoon went pretty slowly. I start feeling really tired and I wasn't as cheerful with some of the kids coming to ask for string. I was a little jokingly annoyed with one child who comes multiple times a day. And I'm like you need to buy your own strength You're using so much money and he's really not but I'm mostly teasing him but I think he could also tell I wasn't doing my best today and wasn't feeling very good. And he was very kind about it. He kept checking on me throughout the day. So sweet.

I loved my little breaks today so much because I was so tired. And I really just wanted to close the doors and be by myself but it was not in the cards today. But that was okay. I would have some metal casting with the bunkarchen girls. We're almost done all of the metal. I'm going to be sad when it's over because it's been a lot of fun.

The girls made some really cool pieces today and CJ came by at the end and we got to pour the metal on the ground and everyone got really excited when it changed colors. Which I thought was very cute. And then we were cleaned up and we were waiting for day camp.

In Alaska was super chill. Just a really nice group. Sometimes when the counselor is very chill but very much on the ball the group is then also very chill. And I really enjoyed them.

They even did a really good job cleaning up at the end. And once they were cleaned up it was no big deal to say goodbye.

While they were working I was working on my sewing. I finished three whole rows today which brings me to 8 completed rows which means I only have four left! So I should be able to lay it all out this weekend and start figuring out which row goes and which order because while I did pin the rose together as the squares I am not positive I actually did it correctly. So hopefully I won't have to take anything apart. I already had to take one apart today because I put it on the wrong direction. I've been very careful about that and I got A little confused. But I figured it out and fixed it. Before it was too much of a problem.

Once my group left I just wanted to lay down so bad. I got in the hammock outside with my book and read for a little while. I read until around 5:30. I enjoyed being all wrapped up in the hamburg but I also got a little bit of a nosebleed that made my stomach hurt. And it was a beautiful day but I was still very chilly.

Once 5:30 came around I pack up my little backpack and got my laptop and went to the dining hall to get on the Wi-Fi.

And I finally got into writing my Native American field trip lesson plans. This is going to be a labor of love for sure. And my plan is to spend like an hour every day on it until it's done. Which I know is crazy but it's going to be great.

I would spend from 5:30 until about 7:00 working on my document. And a lot of that was just spent on working online handout idea. I got the front page and the back page finished and it took me forever because the formatting was really tough. But I'm very excited and I think it looks really good. And I hope that will encourage me for making the rest of it.

While I was working on that we had dinner. Which was kind of a shitty Pizza. But I liked the bread. So at least there was something. I wasn't that hungry anyway. I mostly stayed until 7:00 and kept working because I was hoping there would be ice cream but there was no ice cream.

Instead I came back up to arts and crafts and I ate the rest of my snail rolls. Which were great. And then I just spent the evening hanging out. I made a pillow for myself here using a pillowcase that I had and some cotton and after a little cleaning and mostly just chilled in the hammock and more of the fluffy blankets because it's chilly enough for that. And really I would just like to go to sleep right now. Because I'm so tired.

But it's been taking me like an hour to write this post because there is drama in the group chat because yesterday a baby snake was found and now we're voting on what to name it and for some reason half of the camp wants to name it Guzman instead of string bean which is clearly the better toys. So we have a pole going and it's all arguments in the chat now. But really Celia gets the final vote because it's her snake. She's the one that's going to take care of it so she gets to name it whatever she wants.

Right now I am going to go brush my teeth and hopefully fall asleep quickly because I do not want to be up all night. I want to sleep a very long time and wake up tomorrow and feel better. That is the goal in the plan. Let's hope that it works out the way that I want it to.

Tomorrow I am not sure if I'm going to go home or what but I hope that is a good day. Not that you all sleep well and take care of each other. And I hope that tomorrow is beautiful. Good night everyone. Until next time.

[epersonae]

Ed ✌️

favorite thing about them I love him 🥲 like I'm kind of incoherent about it; he's brilliant, he's bored, he's frustrated with his own stagnation, he's kind of stupidly in love. I feel terrible saying that his grief is my favorite thing, but it's also one of the things that saved my life, probably, this last year, so I guess I have to. the cycle of despair, self-expression, reaching out, trying to put his life back together, it's a very intimate thing for me, and one of the few times I've felt seen in something that in the modern world is uncommon and not talked about much.

least favorite thing about them that he got pushed back into the box he was trying to climb out of; I trust he's going to be ok eventually (JENKINS DON'T LET ME DOWN) but it's big oof.

favorite line I can tell that the last time I watched was episode 7, because the first thing I hear in my head in his cadence is "we didn't come here to not dig things up!" as with Stede, all his dialogue is golden, but the forced cheeriness to cheer up Stede is a goddamn delight.

brOTP PLEASE I JUST WANT ED AND FRENCHIE TO BE BUDS. like Stede, he needs friends. and that bit in episode 5, "what did they do to you, man", is it. Would also accept a friendship arc with either Fang or Jim.

OTP [points at previous ask]

nOTP Here's the thing, I will read (and write) a lot of pre-canon pairings for this sad tired pirate, as long as it's pretty clear that it's Not Great, Actually. It makes for interesting story. On the other hand, it's not what feels right for the future.

random headcanon 100% self-taught musician, talented with multiple instruments. possibly invented the accordion? (based on a behind the scenes photo I think)

unpopular opinion this one just trips me up every time. unpopular with whom, exactly? I read fully contradictory opinions every day. so.

song i associate with them

favorite picture of them

[zukuist]

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞

200 followers special

includes: multiple characters (would add more tags but.. i reached 30 ;;)

your name is shortened to y/n, they/them pronouns

notes: thank you for 200 followers! this isn’t really going to be that long, but im just doing the characters i really like so ;; ALSO I MIGHT’VE GOTTEN KIRI’S ENTRY A LITTLE WRONG so ugh sorry ;;

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shouto todoroki

— THE OBSERVANT SIMP

from the start, he’s quite oblivious to certain things, (social ques, signs of romantic interest, etc.)

but when he’s observant with someone, then that totally means you’re special to him. does he realize how much he pays attention to you? hmm.. maybe?

he’s going to be the first one that notices you’re hungry, even if you don’t realize it yourself. he’s quick to grab a snack and break it open to you

same thing with being thirsty— if he notices that your water bottle is empty, he’ll quickly find the nearest vending machine and buy a bottle.

temperature is also no problem. he can immediately tell whenever someone’s cold; but he usually helps you first

too hot? he’s slowly putting down the room’s temperature

too cold? his left palm starts emitting some sort of heat in your direction, hoping it creates some sort of aid

if your shoelaces are undone, and/or he notices that there’s a button undone on your shirt— he’ll fix it for you

will ask to take your pictures on dates, and he’ll also help you pick out the best photo (not that any photo of you is short of any beauty)

in short— people will notice that he’s actually a big simp for you; because of how observant he is with you specifically.

katsuki bakugou

— THE TSUNDERE SIMP

just because he’s simping for you doesn’t mean he’ll treat you any differently. bakugou will be bakugou, and you eventually learn how to adapt to that.

but even so, his simp habits slip out sometimes.

when he’s cooking, he’ll accidentally make too much to eat, and he’ll coincidentally put the extras in another box and hand it to you

he’s a good student, even with studies. but would he say he’s a good teacher? hm. probably not

but if he notices you need help, he’ll sigh, feining annoyance as he decides to tutor y’all, because those ‘idiots’ are hopeless

rolls his eyes when he sees food on your cheek, but he’ll grab a tissue and wipe it off for you— claiming how you’re so messy.

he’ll act like he hates hearing your ‘annoying ass singing’ but he’ll lean against the doorway and listen to you rock out to whatever song you’re singing to.

denki will call him a simp for looking after you, and bakugou will just yell at him to “SHUT UP” >:T

he secretly likes taking care of you. his words aren’t the softest thing in the world, but his actions make up to it.

izuku midoriya

— THE DETAILED SIMP

as katsuki bakugou would call him; he is a nerd

he definitely meant that as an insult, but his input on detail makes it very useful in things like relationships

he remembers every detail of your quirk, your limits, potential secret moves.

it would’ve been stalker-ish, if it weren’t for the fact that deku does this out of admiration for his s/o

so if you so happen to collapse due to overusing your quirk— deku has a detailed plan on what to do. it’s almost scary.

he puts detail in a lot of things, anniversary gifts, birthday gifts, and so on.

deku’s also the type to plan things weeks before it actually happens. like.. planning out the perfect birthday gift

and with this, his memory is really good. so it’s very unlikely that he’ll just suddenly forget anniversaries and birthdays.

i hc deku as a bad cook, so he eats takeout food more than his homemade food

but he’s takes note of your allergies, your dislikes with food— and he finds himself mumbling small details to recall what you like

when you walk out in pretty/good outfits for dates

his face will break out into shades of red— suddenly rambling all the good details of your outfit, complimenting you while he’s at it

“y/n’s looks fantastic as always. i might die from their beauty”

if anyone calls him a simp, he’ll be really embarrassed about it. “me? a s-simp? is that a bad thing?”

just tell him it’s fine.

denki kaminari

— THE HYPEMAN SIMP

a big simp

like.. really big

he worships the ground you step on, and hypes up everything you do

y’all know when irene from red velvet literally breathed in north korea, and the crowd just

*claps*

yeah, that’s denki to you

it’s so blantly obvious that he’s simping over someone, and everyone’s just kinda used to it at this point

he’s just a big fanboy sometimes

whenever you’re sparring with someone, he’s always in the background like

“go s/o!!” 🤩

and he has tendencies to go a little easy on you like.. what’s he gonna do when you get electricuted??

but that doesn’t mean he’s never serious— nah.

there are times where he’s just a little bashful just being in your presence

sneaking glances your way, as he silently fanboys about you in general.

“s/o looks really good today. they always look good but !!”

when y’all weren’t together, the bakusquad was just tired of the constant romantic pining

it was really obvious that he was simping back then, and they’re not so sure as to how you didn’t say anything about it

mina always called him a simp

so yeah!! it was a big relief when you got together with him. he never makes you feel terrible, because he’s always your #1 hypeman.

eijirou kirishima

— THE HELPING SIMP (rip idk what to call this)

i didn’t really know what kinda name i went for this one but let me carry on

kiri upfront is very confident, and friendly. he never shows a mean side to anyone,

and there are rare cases of him being bashful

he’s kinda almost like a golden retriever? since he’s always nice and friendly to everyone

but then when you enter the room; he suddenly goes quiet, and he’s left alone with his rather loud thoughts about you

he didn’t really know how to properly approach you at first

but him being kiri, he’s still rather friendly to you (for now)

when he’s messing around, practically sharing one braincell with kami and sero

and then you suddenly walk in— he snaps out of his foolishness, and greet you with his very warm smile

“hey y/n!” he waves at you, and he hopes you don’t mention the teasing look on both kami and sero’s face

sometimes when he’s doing his close combat training, and he notices that he’s getting too close to you

he’ll be like “woah man, maybe we should move locations.” bc he doesn’t wanna hit you by accident ;;

kirishima prefers to not stand near you when his hair is all spiky. like he’s never conscious about it, until he’s around you

man poked sero with his hair before, and he doesn’t want to do that to you

kiri always looks at your hand, just to see if it’s occupied with something. his thoughts linger to what your hand might feel like

“their hand looks really.. soft. argh! i shouldn’t be thinking about these kind of things in public! im sorry y/n”

bakugou really only notices kirishima’s simping ways

bakugou always mentions the fact that kirishima goes really silent whenever you’re around—

and he’s secretly contemplating on having you around more so he can just shut up 。・°°・(＞_＜)・°°・。

moving aside all of that, kiri always carries your things.

you’ll beg him to give you at least one thing, and he’ll say no because it’s “not manly to let someone carry all of this.”

if you’re sad, he’s the first one to cheer you up— reassuring you that everything will be okay.

kiri’s just wants to be at your service at all times! it’s manly to help people, right?

hitoshi shinsou

— THE DISCREET SIMP

no one would be able to tell that he’s simping for someone

because unlike kaminari; he’s not like IM HITOSHI SHINSO AND IM ACTUALLY A SIMP

he’s a lot more discreet, and no one has really caught on, besides you and kaminari of course

he’s a lot less sarcastic with you, asking you about anything that’s happened instead of just being there

he prefers it to hear you talk. the way each word and syllable rolls off your tongue smoothly, and the way you use your hands to emphasize things

he’s amused.

oh and the way he looks at you? almost any normal person can sense the simp in him pop out (he’s so contained though)

he’s definitely the person that’ll get rid of any bug that’s terrifying you— even though he’d normally just leave it to them

he’ll do it, regardless if it’s the biggest fucking spider he’s ever seen, or the smallest spider

he’ll do it to make you feel safe.

he has these random spurs of compliments during the day

the source mainly comes from his staring habit

and they’re just so unexpected and out of the blue. hitoshi’s amused whenever he sees your reaction to his compliments

like.. you could be really frustrated about something, and he’ll just go “your eyes are pretty.” that’s his discreet method tO MAKE YOU TEMPORARILY DISTRACTED FROM THE ISSUE—

call him a simp, whatever. it’s true anyway so he doesn’t why should he be ashamed of it?

he’s discreet about it, since it’s your business and his business. but you can definitely feel his feelings loud and clear

neito monoma

— THE 180 SIMP

“i’m not a simp!”

[you enter the room]

*nervous laughter*

he had his last laugh, and he never thought he’d be this soft around someone.

especially if you’re from class 1-A like.. i became the thing i hated, ugh.

relentless teasing is amped but this is his way of making sure you remember him loud and clear

but he’ll never tease you in a condescending way— like how he torments the rest of class 1-A

that’s reserved for them 💅

always compliments you, that’s the first thing he does when he sees you—

and they’re never generic compliments either

“it’s nice to see you here, y/n! you make the world better day by day!”

“i’m still wondering what you’re doing in class 1-A, you’re much better than them!”

everyone secretly wonders how you got monoma to like you

monoma canonically likes pastels. spread the word

so sometimes, you’ll walk over to your desk— and you’ll just see this random pastel ornament sitting on your desk

you know who it’s from

whenever monoma starts becoming annoying, kendo will definitely use you as a weapon to make him shut up

he’ll be laughing at the expression on his face, thinking he’s absolutely winning at this

but the smile is wiped off his face when he hears “ok go on, i’ll tell y/n about your antics.”

“no, no! i’ll behave now, please don’t tell y/n.”

class 1-b literally use you as blackmail whenever monoma acts up, and it’s because of how different he is around you

like.. his personality takes a 180, (besides the obvious teasing) it’s alarming

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©️zukuist 2021, bnha|mha belongs to horikoshi kohei. do not repost my work❕

[m-jelly]

HELLO! hope you’re having a swell day, jelly! if you can and have the chance, may i request a fic where CEO Levi his about to inherit his father’s company so his father teaches him how to run the company and levi gets to see first hand how kind of harsh he is with his secretary, so levi helps her out trying to make his dad not such an ass to her and in the middle of all of this, levi starts catching feels for her even tho he knows he shouldn’t but he courts her anyways. i am a slut for the “man respectfully courting a girl friend into a relationship during their friendship bc he values the foundation of a good relationship” trope😫😩😩 and his steps are to first help her not get stressed out bc of work, then make himself his acquaintance, then a friend and in between the friendship, there’s where the courting begins! he tells her stuff like “you look absolutely lovely” “his was your day, beautiful?” while bringing her (in private) a small cute bouquet of flowers.

sorry if it was too much😅

@kenkopanda-art <3

A good secretary

Pairing: CEO Levi x Reader

Genre and tags: modern AU, fluff, falling in love, cute, helpful Levi, sweet Levi, caring Levi, some verbal abuse, suggestive material at the end.

Concept: Levi doesn't connect with his father too much, but he wants to help out. After working hard for years, Levi is going to be given the company. Levi meets you and sees the horrible way his father is treating you. Levi helps you out. The longer you are together, the more Levi feels for you and you start dating. When his party comes along to welcome him, you and Levi run off to his office and begin to explore each other.

Warning: Harsh words are spoken to the reader at the beginning. Near the end, there are some suggestive things and 18+ wording.

Tag list: @ladycheesington @levisbrat25 @skittlelover69 @strawberrybunny123 @nyxiieluna @li-anne @galactict3a @notgoodforlife @demonsimp6

Meeting

Levi followed behind his father, someone he only just met a month ago. He loved his mother to death, but he wasn't very fond of his father for running as soon as he found out Kuchel was pregnant with Levi. When Levi got old enough, his dad walked back into the picture and wanted Levi to take over.

Levi's thoughts faded away and he tuned into the world around him when he watched his father scream and shout at someone. Levi moved and saw his father smack the papers out of your hands.

"You pathetic worm! You've worked for me for five years yet you still are as dumb as shit!" Levi's father slammed his foot on the papers just as you reached for them and caught your fingers. "I have a set spacing on any proposal. Improve it now."

You winced. "B-But sir, th-this comes f-from Ms Lewis."

His eyes widened. "What?"

"Sh-she's in your o-office."

He moved his foot from your hand. "Why didn't you tell me!?"

You gathered the papers up. "I did. I contacted you."

He checked his phone to see multiple messages from you. He blushed a little. He grabbed the water on your desk and dumped it on you. "Cool off. You don't embarrass me like that in front of my son."

You rubbed your cheek. "Yes sir, sorry sir."

Levi felt terrible that he didn't step in, but he was in so much shock. He wanted to help you so badly. He hated that there was a chance that you'd been going through this for five years.

Levi's father sighed. "Levi? I have this meeting. Just explore the office."

"Yes." He waited for his father to leave before approaching you. "I'm so sorry."

You blushed. "I'm used to it." You picked up the last of your stuff and put it on your desk. "Your father is a good man."

"Bullshit. He's a fucking asshole."

You locked eyes with Levi. "You don't like your father?"

"No. He left my mother because she was pregnant with me. He's a shithead."

You hummed. "I'm so sorry."

He stared at your chest and saw your pretty bra and breasts. He blushed a little and looked away. "You ah." He pulled his jacket off. "Here."

You gasped. "Oh, thank you, but I have spare clothes here."

"You do? Does that mean it happens often?"

"Sadly." You walked to your closet and opened it. "I have spare clothes here."

Levi watched you close the door leaving him alone. He sighed and thought about how he could make it up to you. He perked up when you came out of the closet in a cute dress. "Hey, so do you want to go for coffee?"

You blushed. "Oh, if it's tea then sure."

"You like tea?"

"I do."

He smiled. "Me too." He walked with you. "It'll be my treat. Could you tell me the ins and outs of this place? I feel like you'd know everything."

You giggled. "You're right, I do."

"Great."

Getting close

Levi stood reviewing products and approving them. He signed off on it all and knew he wanted to take the business in a better direction. He was slowly doing things behind his father's back. He was also treating you a lot as well. He wanted to make you happy like it was a compulsion inside him. He'd been spending so much time with you and just felt this calling whenever you were near.

Levi saw you hurrying past with two huge heavy boxes. "Excuse me." He ran over to you and called your name. "Hey! Let me take those."

You gasped as Levi grabbed the boxes. "Ah, oh umm...thank you."

He smiled as he walked with you. "My father make you carry these?"

"Yeah, but they're not that heavy. I've gotten stronger over the years thanks to him making me carry heavy things."

"Well, I'll take care of this." He shifted the boxes. "You're really impressive."

You blushed. "Oh, thank you." You tucked your hair behind your ear. "So are you."

He smiled and placed the boxes in the right place. "Can I ask you something?"

You nodded. "Sure."

"Well." He launched at you and pressed you against the shelving. He reached up and placed his hand on a stack of papers and stopped them from falling. "Are you okay?"

You blushed bright red. "Y-Yes."

He shoved everything back on before looking down at you. He blushed a little. He lightly touched your cheek and smiled. "Do you want to go out?"

"You mean for tea?"

He shook his head. "No, like a date."

You smiled. "Yeah. Yeah, I'd love to."

"Great."

You giggled. "Um, Levi?"

"Yeah?"

You nibbled your lip. "Could you maybe let me go?"

"I don't want to. I like you too much."

You blushed. "I meant here."

He lowered his arms. "Right, but I also don't want to let you go here either."

You leaned up and kissed the corner of his mouth. "I don't want to leave."

Levi blushed a little. He smiled and kissed you. "Let's go on that date later, yeah?"

You nodded. "Yeah."

Cute gifts and moments

You walked over to your desk to see a beautiful bouquet of flowers on your desk. You blushed hard and smiled at how pretty they were. You giggled at how they were all the flowers you loved. "Levi..." You sat down and opened a box of chocolates. You gasped when the box was grabbed. "Hey!"

Your boss stared at you. "You don't need these."

"They're a gift."

He smirked. "And? You know you shouldn't be eating these, just look at yourself."

Levi grabbed the chocolates from his father. "You have no right to judge others." He sat on your desk on your side. He opened the box and offered it to you. "Try one."

You whined. "I shouldn't."

Levi picked up one and bit half of it. "Mm, such delicious cherry."

You gasped. "I want to try!"

He fed it to you and ran his thumb over your bottom lip. "Was that good?"

You nodded. "Yeah."

He smiled. "You know, you look absolutely lovely."

You blushed a little. "Thank you."

He took another piece of chocolate and ate half of it before feeding you the other half. "Enjoy them."

You licked your lips. "Thank you."

He put his hand in his pocket as he turned his head to speak to his father. "I'll take over for today. You should either go home early, or relax in your office."

Levi's father glared at you. "Fine, but you shouldn't get involved with this woman. She's cheap like your mother. You need a rich bird."

Levi sighed. "Father? In the nicest way possible, fuck off."

He flinched at his son's words before laughing. "You're getting like a CEO more and more each day! I'll head out."

Levi waited for his father to leave before talking to you. "How are you today, beautiful?"

You smiled up at him. "I'm alright. How are you?"

"Much better now I'm with you."

You stood up and walked up to him. You stood between his legs and held his tie. "You know, this tie looks really good on you."

Levi smiled. "Thank you. My girlfriend got it for me. She's a wonderful woman."

You giggled. "She sounds the best."

He leaned up. "I adore her. She's pretty, funny, kind, smart, strong..." he ran his hands up your body "and an incredible body." He moaned. "The shapes she can put herself into." He purred against your lips. "Incredible."

You kissed him and hummed in happiness. "I love you."

Levi smiled. "I love you too."

You pushed your fingers into his undercut and scratched just the way he liked it. "What a sweet and wonderful man you are. You've changed my life for the better. I'm glad you came here and agreed to meet your father, even if he's an asshole."

He smiled a little at your and pushed his hands under your skirt. "This skirt is very tight."

"It is?"

He nodded. "So very tight. Maybe I should take it off you to help you out?"

You giggled when you released what he was getting at. "You did that this morning."

He kissed you and moaned. "And what a great morning it was."

You pulled Levi's head against your breasts and hugged him. "My hero."

"Heaven."

You giggled as you played with his hair. "So, do you really want to take over this business?"

Levi lifted his head. "I do."

"I think you're really good for this company."

"Thank you." He sighed. "I'm going to clear out his office and make it my own. I'm also going to move your desk into my office."

You blushed. "Really?"

"I want to keep you close." He leaned up and kissed you. "Besides, if we're together I get to hug you and kiss you whenever I want and you want."

The party

You fixed your dress and smiled at yourself in the mirror. You walked out of the bedroom to see Levi in his living room having a drink as he looked out at the views of the city. You smiled as you admired how his suit gripped his muscular body.

You picked up your present for Levi and walked closer to him. "You look incredible."

He turned to you and blushed. "Holy shit...you...you look incredible."

You giggled. "Thank you." You offered him the present. "I got you something."

He took the little box from you. "Thank you." He opened it up to reveal a custom-made watch with an inscription on the back. He welled up a little as he touched the words and the leather strap. "This is wonderful. Thank you."

You clapped your hands. "Congratulations on becoming CEO!"

Levi smiled a little. "Thank you." He put the new watch on and admired it. "I love it. Thank you." He cupped your face and kissed you. "What a wonderful gift you've given me."

You giggled. "You're welcome. Mm, we should head to the party. Is your father attending?"

"At the start, but then he'll leave as soon as he hands it over to me."

"Well, we better get going."

He held your hand and walked with you to the waiting car. He sat next to you and placed his hand on the inside of your thigh. He massaged your sensitive skin before dragging his hand up and under your dress to cup your crotch.

You placed your hand on Levi's and didn't pull him away, in fact, you guided him. You turned your head and pressed your lips against his shoulder. You turned your body to him and closed your legs a little. You shivered under his touch as your hair prickled.

Levi cupped the back of your head and pulled you close. "Good girl. That feel nice?"

You nodded. "Yes."

He moved your underwear to the side and moved his fingers against you a little faster. "Tell me what you want."

You shivered. "This is perfect, don't stop."

He smiled. "Tell me when you're close."

You nodded as you whimpered in pleasure. You squeezed your toes and angled yourself towards Levi. You bit his shoulder and moaned. "Levi."

Levi kissed you and took your moans as you rolled your hips against his hand. He pulled back and panted. "You okay?"

You blushed. "Yes."

He pulled his hand from you and licked his fingers clean. "I love you."

You giggled. "I love you too." You cuddled him. "Thank you for touching me." You blushed. "You didn't have to."

"I want to. You know how much I love tasting you."

You smiled. "How did I get so lucky?"

"You were you."

You blushed. "That's really sweet of you."

He kissed you and smiled. "You're wonderful." He winked and helped you out of the car. "Let's go show our faces. I also want to show you my new office."

You giggled. "I can't wait to see it. I've seen the teams going in."

"It's a lot better than it was." He stood in the lift with you. "You know, I don't see the point in a party. It's a lot of fuss being made over something small."

"It's not small, you're going to be turned into the CEO. This is a major thing."

He sighed and pulled you out of the lift. He groaned at the loud music. "Tch, my worst nightmare."

"I'll let your father do his whole congratulations thing. I'll get two drinks and I'll meet you in a spot we've made a lot of memories."

He nodded. "Sure."

He walked over to his father and listened to the boring speeches. He eyed the crowd and tried looking for you, but couldn't see where you'd gone. He gave a strained smile and shook his father's hand at the end of it all. Levi waited for his father to leave before he announced pay rises, policy changes and the change of the company name to Ackerman. He felt proud when people cheered on his ideas.

He chatted with some of his staff before leaving and walking around looking for you. He went up to your office area and opened your closet to see you sitting on the drawers in there. "Hi."

You smiled. "You found me."

He looked around the room and remembered how you moaned so perfectly in this room many times for him. "Well, I know you well."

You giggled. "You do."

He pulled you to your feet. "I have an office to show you."

You picked up both drinks from the floor and walked with Levi towards his office. "I'm excited."

He unlocked his office door and pushed it open. "Ta-da."

You slipped inside to see massive windows behind his sleek desk. You smiled at his little tea area. You gasped when you noticed a lovely desk to the side. "This for me?"

"Yeah. You'll be working in here with me now."

You hummed a laugh. "You sure I won't be a distraction?"

"I'm sure."

You giggled and sipped your drink. "It's wonderful." You walked over to Levi's desk and sat on it. "You've done a great job. I hated this place when your father ran the place. His choice in things was bad." You winced. "Such imposing things."

Levi downed his drink before walking over to you. He put his cup on the side and cupped your face. He kissed you and hummed. "He's gone now. So, let's focus on a new start for all of us here."

You smiled. "Yeah, you're right."

Levi moved his hands to your thighs. "I'm so happy we can start brand new. This is a good thing for this company." He kissed you and hummed. "I love you."

"I love you too."

He lay you back on his desk and smiled against your lips. "You're so wonderful."

You reached down and pulled at the buckle on his belt. "Want to christen your office?"

He chuckled. "I do."

You undid his belt and pulled his zip down. You pushed your hand inside his trousers and boxers. You smiled as he moaned at you touching him. "I love you."

"I love you so much. You're my everything."

"Mine too."

He moaned at your touch. He softly said your name. He moved a hand down to your chest and massaged your breast. "I can't wait to spend my life with you."

[bakasara]

I love women in taika waititi films. gender-wise his movies tend to center narratives about men/boyhood and masculinity - and i mean that in a good way. but with the women in his movies, and i get this feeling whether they’re there on the screen or away from it, i always get the feeling that the women are doing their shit, they’re ok out there doing their shit and they don’t intrinsically or fundamentally need men to give meaning to their lives.

and like, that in romantic and friendly terms they may pick a man/men to have in their lives but they’re not gonna stay if he’s not up to standard, and they’re not there existing FOR the men/boys no matter what the latter are feeling. thinking of hunt for the wilderpeople, thor, jojo rabbit. it’s this kind of mist that permeates his movies.

or in familiar relationships, that they’re this kind of strong/solid figure that kinda knows how to step in and make the bullshit stop. it’s always just this very solid feeling when the familial female figures step in. boy’s alamein is able to pull all that bullshit and just all around be terrible only because the women in the family and in the community tend not to be there when he behaves like that. the second a woman is present she makes him fall in line just like that. he’s fragile and he’s a bully, but only with those who are weaker than him, and the implication there when multiple women in the movie put a right stop to it is unsaid but pretty loud. if boy’s grandma hadn’t been out of town when he arrived none of the things that happen in the movie would’ve happened. boy’s journey itself is about moving away from alamein’s brand of toxic masculinity and when he does so he goes back to imitating things his grandma would logically normally do as the person who takes care of everyone in the house, etc.

but at the same time i never get the sense from his narratives that the women ended up dehumanized, including when they’re not the center of the story? idk, he writes the kind of movies that don’t make me steel myself for the moment when misogyny enters the picture in the narrative itself (which sad as may be, i pretty much always do). neither when the boys/men are centered and there’s women on the sides (like with boy) nor at times when the women take center stage, like at various points in jojo rabbit with elsa and jojo’s mother. actually when the women do take center stage, so far it’s always been pretty exciting and refreshing what they’ve had to say. and absolutely, deeply human. Am I saying anything?

[translations-by-aiimee]

The Husky and His White Cat Shizun - Chapter 9

Original Title:  二哈和他的白猫师尊

Genres: Drama, Romance, Tragedy, Xianxia, Yaoi

This translation is based on multiple MTLs and my own limited knowledge of Chinese characters. If I have made any egregious mistakes, please let me know.

Chapter Index

Chapter 9 - This Venerable One is Not an Actor

Chu Wanning's taste was really terrible.

Tedious. Dull. Desperately boring.

Look at the shelves; what a bunch of lame books!

"Ancient Enchantment Catalogue", "Encyclopedia of Exotic Flowers and Plants", "Collection of Linyi Confucian-Style Musical Scores", "The Collection of Herbs and Trees". The only ones that could be considered as casual reads were "Journey to the Land of Shu" and "Food of Basho".

Mo Ran picked up a few of the newer-looking books that Chu Wanning clearly hadn't read yet. He painted over all the pages and started drawing a bunch of raunchy erotica images.

While he was drawing, he thought: There aren't 10,000 books in here. There's only 8000. When Chu Wanning finds out that several of them have been made into erotica, he wasn't sure how long it would take, but by then, Chu Wanning would never be able to figure out who did it, so all he'd be able to do was sulk about it. It would be wonderful, truly wonderful.

He couldn't help laughing out loud when he thought about it, holding the book up.

Mo Ran had painted over ten books at this point. He let his imagination run wild as he thought up scenes to draw. They were turning out pretty nicely, he admired. The brushwork can be described as "Wu's strands flapping in the wind, Cao's clothes from the water"*; very elegant and refined. If someone asked Elder Yuheng if they could borrow some books and they happened to take one of these, it was natural to assume that word of the stuff he reads spreading around--

*(T/N: This saying comes from a type of Buddhist paintings. Basically it means the brushwork looked like clothes that wave in the wind and how clothes look when they cling to a person's body when they get out of the water, so wavy and flowy basically)

"Elder Yuheng, the man with a human face and a beastly heart, actually has images of fornication in the "Mind Purifying Technique" section!"

"Elder Yuheng is a delusional teacher, he's even got a comic strip of cut sleeves* in his sword manual!"

*(Term for gay men)

"What 'Venerable Beidou Immortal'? He's a beast in man's clothing!" The more Mo Ran thought about it, the funnier it got. In the end, all he could do was roll around on the floor with the brush still in his hand, laughing his head off.

So, when Shi Mei came over, what he saw was Mo Ran rolling around in a pile of books, laughing like crazy.

Shi Mei: ". . . A-Ran, what are you doing?" Mo Ran froze. He bolted up, hurriedly concealed all the coloured pictures, and put on an innocent, puppy dog-like face: "J-Just wiping the floor."

Shi Mei held back a smile: "You're wiping the floor with your sleeves?"

"Ah, I couldn't find a rag. Don't worry about it. Shi Mei, why are you doing here so late?"

"I went to your house to look for you, but I couldn't find you. I asked someone else and they said you were here with Shizun." Shi Mei entered the library and helped Mo Ran to pick up all the books piled on the floor. With a gentle smile, he said, "It's okay, I came to see you."

Mo Ran was ecstatic, and a little flattered. He pursed his lips; the person who always had some sly comment to make was rendered speechless.

"Then. . . um. . . then you should sit down!" After bumbling happily on the spot for a second, Mo Ran stammered: "I-I'll pour you some tea."

"No, I came here uninvited. If Shizun finds out, we'll get in trouble."

Mo Ran scratched his head: "You're right. . ." Chu Wanning is such a pervert! Sooner or later, he would break him, and no longer succumb to his lewdness!

"Have you eaten dinner yet? I brought you some dishes."

Mo Ran eyes lit up: "Your wontons?"

"Pff, how are you not tired of them? I didn't bring any. Red Lotus Pavilion is far away and I was afraid of dropping them. Here, I brought some stir-fried vegetables. See if you like them."

Shi Mei opened the food box next to them, and, sure enough, there were a few red-coloured dishes inside. A dish of sweet and sour chicken, a dish of shredded pork with fish, a dish of Kung Pao chicken, a plate of cucumbers, and a bowl of rice.

"Hey, did you out the chilli peppers?"

"I was worried you might eat too many, so I only added a little." Shi Wei smiled. He and Mo Ran both love spicy dishes and naturally knew that nothing could ever be 'too spicy'. "But your wounds haven't healed enough. I didn't want to risk adding too much. A bit of flavour is better than coating it in red."

Mo Ran happily bit onto his chopsticks, his dimples appearing like drops of honey under the candlelight: "Wow! You're going to make me cry!"

Shi Mei smiled and said, "By the time you're done crying, the dishes will be cold. Cry after you finish eating."

Mo Ran let out a cheerful cry and moved his chopsticks as fast as he could.

He ate like a starving dog. Chu Wanning always uncomfortable with it, but Shi Mei didn't mind.

Shi Mei was always gentle, smiling and telling him to slow down while handing him a cup of tea. The plates were quickly emptied. Mo Ran patted his stomach and let out a relaxed sigh. He closed his eyes and sighed: "That was delicious. . ."

Shi Mei asked offhandedly: "Which tastes better, the wontons or these dishes?"

Mo Ran, just like his obsession with first love, was very infatuated with food. Tilting his head, his black, gleaming, soft eyes looked at Shi Mei, grinning: "The wontons."

". . ." Shi Mei smiled and shook his head. After a pause, he said, "A-Ran, let me change your bandages for you."

The ointment was made by Madam Wang.

In her early years, Madam Wang was a disciple of the "Lone Moon Night" medicinal sect. She had weak cultivation and didn't like to fight or kill, but she truly enjoyed studying medicine. There was a medicinal herb garden on Life-Death Peak which she planted herself. There were many rare herbs and plants there, so there was never a shortage of ointments in the sect.

Mo Ran took off his shirt and turned his back to Shi Mei. The scars on his back still faintly ached, but Shi Mei's warm fingers dipped in the ointment, little by little, pressed gently and slowly wiped away the pain. But he still held resentment in his heart for the person who gave him the wounds.

"Alright." Shi Mei wrapped a new bandage around Mo Ran, tying it carefully. "Put on your clothes."

Mo Ran turned around and glanced at Shi Mei. Under the faint yellow candlelight, Shi Mei's skin deceptively shined as white as snow, making him look even more alluring. His tongue was dry. He really didn't want to put on his clothes, but after hesitating for a minute, he lowered his head and quickly put on his shirt.

"Shi Mei."

"Yes?"

In such a claustrophobic and private library, the atmosphere was set perfectly for any lonely individual. Mo Ran had wanted to say something moving and sweet, but he was an illiterate man who was called his own ruling period "No-Stick". After trying to find the right words for a while, his face turned bright red, and only a few words came out: "You're so good."

"What? Why wouldn't I be?"

"I'll be very good to you too." Mo Ran spoke calmly, but his palms were sweaty, and his beating heart betrayed him. "When I get better, no one will be able to pick on you. Not even Shizun."

Shi Mei didn't know why he suddenly spoke like this. He was taken aback for a moment, but he still said softly: "Okay. Then, I'll trust things to you."

"Okay. . ."

Mo Ran responded softly. Shi Mei's charming gaze made his heart flutter even faster. He couldn't keep eye contact any longer so he lowered his head.

To this person, he had always been cautious around him, even obsessive.

"Ah, Shizun wants you to dust this many books? Won't that take you all night?"

Mo Ran was still trying to recover his dignity in front of his beloved: "Luckily, I should have enough time to catch up before that long."

Shi Mei said: "Let me help you."

"You can't do that. If Shizun finds you, we'll both be punished." Mo Ran was very firm, "It's late. You should go rest. We have early training tomorrow morning."

Shi Mei took his hand and laughed softly: "It's okay, he won't find out. We just need to be quiet. . ."

Before he finished speaking, they heard a cold voice.

"What about being quiet?"

At some point, Chu Wanning had silently entered the room. His face was cold, his phoenix eyes shooting a frosty glare. He was dressed in cold, white clothing, standing at the door of the library, looking at them with a blank stare. His gaze focused on their hands that were clutched together before turning away.

"Shi Mingjing, Mo Weiyu, you both have a lot of nerve."

Shi Mei's face drained of colour. He suddenly let go of Mo Ran's hand, and his voice sounded pitiful: "Shizun. . ."

Mo Ran internally cursed and also lowered his head: "Shizun."

Chu Wanning stepped into the room. He ignored Mo Ran and looked down at Shi Mei who was kneeling on the ground. He said faintly: "Red Lotus Pavilion is monitored by numerous enchantments. Did you really think I wouldn't have noticed if someone entered?"

Shi Mei bowed his head anxiously: "The disciple knows he's in the wrong."

Mo Ran spoke hurriedly: "Shizun, Shi Mei just came to help me change my bandages. He was going to leave right after. Please don't blame him."

Shi Mei also rushed to say: "Shizun, this matter has nothing to do with Junior Brother Mo. it's all my fault. I'm willing to receive punishment for my actions."

". . ."

Chu Wanning's face turned blue.

He didn't say anything. These two were eager to make excuses to save the other, both seeing his as a threat, their shared enemy. Chu Wanning remained silent for a while, barely suppressing the twitch in his eyebrows. Finally, he said: "It's so moving seeing such devotion between fellow disciples. It seems that I'm the only wicked one in the room."

Mo Ran spoke: "Shizun. . ."

". . . Be quiet."

Chu Wanning flung his sleeves out to the side, and didn't speak any further. Mo Ran didn't know what was wrong with him and why he was so angry. His only guess was that Chu Wanning wasn't a fan of people sitting around and gossiping. No matter what they were gossiping about, he probably saw it as something dirty.

The three were silent for a long time.

Suddenly, Chu Wanning turned around to leave.

Shi Mei raised his head. His eyes were a little red, and confused, he asked: "Shizun?"

"Go and copy out the sect rules ten times, then leave."

Shi Mei lowered his eyes. He whispered: ". . . Yes, Shizun."

Mo Ran stayed kneeling in the same spot.

Shi Mei stood up. He glanced at Mo Ran, and hesitated with what he wanted to say next. After a pause, he knelt down again and pleaded to Chu Wanning.

"Shizun, Junior Brother Mo's wounds only just healed. This is bold of me to ask, but please don't punish him any further."

Chu Wanning didn't say a word. He stood alone under the dimly-lit hanging lamp. Suddenly, he turned his head to the side. All they could see were his sharp eyebrows and seething eyes. He barked out:

"Such nonsense! Why are you still here?!"

When he was calm, Chu Wanning looked incredibly handsome, but when he grew angry, he looked absolutely terrifying. Shi Mei trembled in fear. Terrified of making Shizun even more upset and causing more trouble for Mo Ran, he quickly bowed and left.

That left only two of them in the library. Mo Ran internally sighed: "Shizun, I messed up. I'll continue cataloguing your books."

Chu Wanning said without turning his head: "If you're tired, you may leave."

Mo Ran's head snapped up.

Chu Wanning said coldly: "I won't keep you."

Why would he be so kind and let him leave? This must be some kind of trick!

Mo Ran wittily retorted: "I won't leave."

Chu Wanning paused. He sneered: ". . . Okay, it's up to you."

After speaking, he flicked his wide sleeves, turned and left.

Mo Ran was stunned - he wasn't joking? He thought that Chu Wanning would inevitably reward him with another round with Tianwen.

Working right until midnight, he finally finished all his tasks. Mo Ran yawned and finally left the library.

Right now, it was really late at night, yet there was still a dim light coming from Chu Wanning's bedroom.

What? That nasty monster hasn't gone to bed yet?

Mo Ran walked over, ready to greet Chu Wanning before leaving. When he entered the room, he found that Chu Wanning had already fallen asleep, but this guy with his poor memory had forgotten to snuff out the candle before going to bed.

Or maybe he had been in the middle of building something and just passed out from exhaustion. Mo Ran glanced at the Night Wanderer, which was lying in pieces by the bed. Pondering this option, he finally noticed that Chu Wanning hadn't taken off his metalworking gloves, and was still clutching half of the machine's buckle in his hands, confirming the latter theory to be true.

Chu Wanning didn't seem so stern and cold when he was sleeping. He was curled up on the bed that was covered with mechanical parts, saws and axes. There were too many things to spread out. Honestly, there was barely even enough space for him at all, so he was curled up into a tight ball. His back was arched, his long eyelashes fanning down on his face. He looked almost like he was lonely.

Mo Ran stared at him for a while.

Earlier. . . What was Chu Wanning so mad about?

Was he mad that Shi Mei snuck into Red Lotus Pavilion and wanted to help him with his punishment?

Mo Ran approached the bed, rolling his eyes. He leaned close to Chu Wanning's ear and tried to wake him up: "Shizun?"

". . . Mmm. . ." Chu Wanning hummed softly and hugged the cold gear in his arms tightly. He was fast asleep, breathing evenly. The metalworking gloves he hadn't taken off yet were resting by his face, the sharp tips on the fingers looking like the claws of a cat or a leopard.

When Mo Ran realized that he probably wasn't going to wake up any time soon, he narrowed his eyes and a smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth. He pressed himself against Chu Waning's ear and lowered his voice to test the waters. "Shizun, wake up."

". . ."

"Shizun?"

". . ."

"Chu Wanning?"

". . ."

"Hah, you really fell asleep." Mo Ran was thrilled. He propped his arm on his pillow and looked at him with a smile. "This is perfect. I'll take advantage of this to settle the score with you."

Chu Wanning was unaware that someone wanted to get into it with him. His eyes remained closed and he kept sleeping, his handsome face looking very peaceful.

Mo Ran assumed a powerful pose. It was a pity that he had grown up in a traveling troupe. He would go days without reading anything. When he was a child, all he ever experienced was the bustling life of the marketplace and all the stories being told by the people in it. That meant that the words and sentences he tried to put together were lame and weird-sounding

"You bold, heartless, spoiled man. You messed with the future emperor, you have no respect for your leader, you. . . uh, you. . ."

Scratching his head, he was at a lose for words. After all, when he became emperor, the only curses he used were "you bitch maid" or "you dog slave", but those didn't seem appropriate for Chu Wanning.

After racking his brain, he suddenly thought of a saying that he heard frequently when he was with the troupe. Although he wasn't quite sure what it meant, it seemed good enough. So, Mo Ran furrowed his eyebrows and sternly said:

"You thin-skinned little virgin bitch ass donkey, do you know what you did?"

Chu Wanning: ". . ."

"If you don't say anything, this Venerable One will treat it as a confession!"

Chu Wanning probably heard some of the noise. He sniffed and continued to sleep, clutching the gear in his arms.

"You have committed such a grave mistake. and I will be sentencing you according to the law. . . um, I sentence you to torture by taunting! Eunuch Liu!"

Being so caught up in the moment, he realized that Eunuch Liu had only existed in his previous life.

Mo Ran thought about what to do next and decided to embarrass himself a bit and play the part of the eunuch. So he flattered himself: "Your Majesty, this servant is present."

Then he cleared his throat, and said solemnly: "Execute the punishment immediately."

"As your Majesty commands."

Alright, the stage had been set.

Mo Ran geared up, read to "punish" Chu Wanning.

The so-called mouth torture, in fact, did not actually exist. Mo Ran just made it up.

So how should he execute this temporary verbal punishment?

Mo Ran, the sole tyrant of this generation, solemnly cleared his throat. His eyes were cold and fierce, slowly approaching the icy face of Chu Wanning's snow-dusted cheeks, a little closer to his pale lips.

And then. . .

Mo Ran stopped, staring at Chu Wanning, perplexed and frustrated, he spit out each word:

"Chu Wanning, go fuck yourself. Your pettiness is unrivaled."

Smack. Smack.

Two fake slaps rang out.

Hoho, the execution was successful!

Nice!

Mo Ran was really enjoying himself. However, he suddenly felt the hairs on the back of his neck raise. There was a shift in the atmosphere. His gaze darted down, and he was faced with a pair of pure, noble and oh so cold phoenix eyes.

Mo Ran: ". . ."

Chu Wanning's voice sounded like a crack splitting across a frozen lake. He couldn't say whether it was ethereal or bone-chilling: "What are you doing."

"This Venerable. . . ah. This servant. . . no, ahhh!" It was a good thing that these two sentences are as quiet as a mosquito's buzzing. Chu Wanning frowned slightly. It seemed that he hadn't heard him clearly. Mo Ran had an idea. He raised his hand and gently slapped Chu Wanning's face a few times.

". . ."

In the face of his Shizun's increasingly unimpressed look, the former mortal realm emperor gave a very nervous and dog-like grin: "T-This disciple was swatting at the mosquitos on Shizun."

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[hispipsqueak]

A Workplace Affair

Kei Tsukishima x F!Reader - NSFW

Summary: As the new tour guide at the Sendai Museum and presenter of their space exhibit, you have to work closely with the head of the dinosaur exhibit. Can you and Tsukishima learn to put aside your differences or are you going to have to work things out a different way?

Word Count: 3781

A/N: AHHHH. I put my soul into this piece I swear. As you know, Tsukishima is the absolute love of my life and I actually based this piece on this lovely commission from @/novaasoph on Instagram! I spent so long looking up dinosaur facts and the dress in the picture and story is actually a dress I own. Yes this is EXTREMELY self-indulgent, but I tried to make it as inclusive as possible because WE ALL NEED TO BE RAILED BY TSUKISHIMA IN A CLOSET OKAY?? As always likes and reblogs are hella appreciated 💕

TW: unprotected sex, enemies to lovers, slight public sex, oral sex (m receiving), workplace sex, my simping for Kei is v apparent

Here you were, a fresh-faced college graduate. After years of grueling nights spent studying and pulling all nighters to reach your goals, you had finally landed the job of your dreams working for the Sendai museum. The museum had hired you for their new Space exhibit and you would be one of their lead tour guides. The man who hired you, your new boss technically, had been desperate. The museum was preparing for an onslaught of tours now that the space exhibit was open. As Mr. Hashimoto excitedly explained, “Kids love space and dinosaurs and we finally got them both! Now we just need a good tour guide!” Mr. Hashimoto was an older grandfatherly type man, with large glasses, and a bushy grey mustache. Immediately you felt comfortable and warm from his friendliness.

He led you through a short tour of the museum, finally stopping at the last and largest exhibit, a cheery green sign declaring it the “Dinosaur Zone!”. You were in awe over the large T.Rex skeleton in the center of the room. 

“It’s beautiful!” You excitedly turned to Mr. Hashimoto.

He smiled at you, his eyes crinkling. 

“It really is, isn’t it? One of our prized displays. And of course, here comes the man of the hour.” He gestured toward a tall man walking towards the two of you.

The man was tall, at least 6 feet. His hair was blonde with a slight curl near his ears. He wore black half-rim glasses and his eyes were a bright golden hue. You could tell through his suit he was toned and muscular. His white button up was fitted very well against his broad chest and you felt your body heat up. Whoever this man of the hour was, he was HOT.

And the hot guy was staring at you, clearly annoyed.

“Miss Y/N, this is Mr. Kei Tsukishima, the “Dino Man”, if you will. He used to run the tours on this end, and now works more on the exhibit handling. If you need to know anything about this area, he will be your go-to!” Mr. Hashimoto chuckled. 

You extended your hand happily and after a beat, Tsukishima shook your hand. His hand engulfed yours in size and you felt a shiver run down your spine.

“Since you are new here, Tsukishima will be assisting you on running the tours, at least in this area. You two will be spending a lot of time together, so I suggest getting to know each other well!” He clapped you both on the shoulder and walked away. You saw Tsukishima stiffen and you were slightly disappointed when he began heading back toward his office, leaving you alone.

“Um, Tsukishima!” You called out, your voice echoing in the empty room. The blonde turned back, an eyebrow raised. You waited for him to respond but when he was silent, you spoke again.

“Uh...I look forward to working with you!” You smiled. He stared at you blankly and gave the briefest nod, before turning back around and walking away.

Well...that was...terrible.

Feeling dejected, you headed back to grab your bag and head home. You heard a door close in the distance. What you didn’t see was Kei with his back pressed against it, face red with a blush.

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“As you can see here, these guys were pretty ferocious. I mean look at how big they were!” You stretched your arms out exaggeratedly, earning a loud laugh from the children you were currently leading on a tour. A few of the kids also started stretching their arms, growling at each other and laughing. You smiled, before hearing Tsukishima clear his throat.

“Well...ferocious if you were a tree. That’s an Aralosaurus. They were herbivores. Meaning they only ate plants.” Tsukishima gave you a pointed look, the ghost of a smirk dancing on his lips. You could feel your face heat up and turned around to face the children.

“Either way, it’s a pretty scary guy, I think!” You said smiling at the kids. You were determined to not lose your cool in front of the group you were leading. 

“Actually, they were pretty docile creatures. They used this bulge to blow air out and scare predators away, but they weren’t a ‘scary guy’ as you so eloquently put it”. Tsukishima interjected.

You could feel your eyes about to roll back into your skull and you forced your smile to remain cheerful. 

“Thank you so much for the information, Mr. Tsukishima. Or as we call him around here, Dino Boy!” You gave a fake laugh, feeling satisfied at the little crease appearing between his eyebrows as he gritted his teeth. You directed the children to the interactive sandbox where they could dig for plastic fossils. As the kids excitedly grabbed their buckets and shovels, you took a much needed mental break. Your exhibit was last, as the kids needed to burn out their excitement before the planetarium show and the dino exhibit usually tuckered them out well enough.

Lost in thought, you didn’t hear Tsukishima walk toward you. He stopped right next to you, his shoulder practically touching yours.

“Dino boy, really? That’s what we are going with today?” he muttered as the two of you watched the kids dig in the sandbox. You smirked and turned to face him.

“At least I don’t spend all day correcting people.” 

“Well if you actually researched anything for your job instead of acting like a child, I wouldn’t have to correct you.” He looked at you with a withering stare. You felt yourself crumble inside. Tsukishima’s gaze could kill a man, but fuck if you weren’t going down without a fight.

The two of you held similar arguments every day. Whether it was an incorrect fact, going down the wrong “order” of displays, heck even the way you wore your badge, Tsukishima was there with a snide comment and you were sick of it.

“So I don’t know every little thing to know about dinosaurs. There are better ways to correct people you know!” You let out a short huff, before turning your head to walk back to the group. You could feel his gaze on you and you held your head high as you led the children to the space exhibit. As you began to talk about the galaxies, out of the corner of your eye you saw Tsukishima walk into the room and find a seat near the back.

Curious, as he usually didn’t interact with you outside of annoying corrections in the dinosaur exhibit. You chose to ignore him and kept talking, getting more excited as you explained the Milky Way galaxy and described the show you would put on for the tour group. You started the exhibit and sat down in your usual seat, which happened to be next to Tsukishima. 

As the lights dimmed and the stars began to display on the arched ceiling, you could feel how close you actually were to Tsukishima. Your arms were nearly touching and you became very aware of how your heartbeat began to race. You attempted to focus on the program, as the built in narrator discussed the difference between the planets. You turned to sneak a look at the man next to you and found him already looking back at you. Your breath caught in your throat. His expression was unreadable but he didn’t look angry. His honey colored eyes were fixated on you and you felt your body tremble.

Before you could process what any of this meant, the narration stopped and you jumped up. 

“As the video discussed, the planets fall into multiple categories! The cool thing about that is that even though we perceive them as something solid and perfectly round similar to basketballs, some of them are gas giants...”

You continued on, feeling only slightly disappointed as you watched Tsukishima sneak back out the door.

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“Are you kidding me, Tsukishima?” you shouted. You were standing in the break room, hands on your hips. He was standing in front of you a white mug in his hand, with his eyebrow raised.

“What are you even talking about?” He looked almost bored with the whole interaction as he poured coffee into his cup.

“Somehow all of my mugs are on the tallest shelf. The shelf only YOU can reach.” You glared at him.

He placed his mug down on the countertop and turned to you, lazily.

“Why on earth would I do that?” His eyes narrowed and a smirk crossed his face. 

You crossed your arms. 

“I don’t know, because you are just a giant bully?” Your eyes lowered and before he could react you grabbed his cup of coffee and stalked off. 

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“What is the matter with you?!” Tsukishima yelled from his office, his voice echoing in the empty exhibit hall. The next tour wasn’t for a couple of hours.

You gently placed the box of files you were carrying on the cart in front of you. 

“I’m sorry, I don’t follow?” You looked up at him with false innocence in your eyes. 

“Why are all my pens now pink sparkle gel pens???!” He shouted at you, a fluffy topped pink pen in his hand.

Your eyes widened in mock surprise. 

“Now Tsukki, why on Earth would I do that?” You turned to push the cart and ran right into Mr. Hashimoto, who cleared his throat, smiling at the two of you.

“Now I am always one for inter-office tomfoolery, but the two of you are going a little overboard. So unless morale improves around here, I may have to take drastic action.” He kept the smile on his face but there was a warning look in his eyes. You both gulped. 

“Sorry, Mr. Hashimoto. This will never happen again.” Tsukishima was the first to speak. You bowed your head in agreement and Hashimoto, satisfied with your responses, walked away. You turned to walk away back to your cart before Tsukishima grabbed you by the wrist, and dragged you into a tiny storage room.

“Look, I know you despise me but I am not going to lose my job to some little girl in a stupid dress.” He hissed at you.

You looked down at your dress. It was dark blue with galaxies and planets patterned all over, quite fitting for your job actually. 

“Shut up, dino boy. My dress isn’t stupid! And I am not going to lose my job to some mean schoolyard bully.” You raised your hand to flick his forehead, and he grabbed your wrist, pushing you against the wall.

“You need to learn some manners, little girl.” His voice dropped to a dangerously low whisper, and the two of you glared at each other. He was so close to you, his chest nearly touching yours and you felt your blush creep up as his brilliant eyes pierced into you.

You felt the heat pool between your legs and you squeezed your thighs together. The shadow of a smile passed over his face.

“Don’t tell me you’re turned on right now.” He said, letting out a soft mocking laugh. You gritted your teeth.

“Of course not, asshole. You’re the one who dragged me into a closet and are now pressing yourself against me, perv.” You spat back.

The sound of voices interrupted your argument and Tsukishima quickly clapped a hand over your mouth. The two of you being caught in this position regardless of the reason would be a terrible look for both of you. Your eyes widened and you held your breath until the voices outside the door faded away.

He slowly pulled his hand away and the two of you looked at each other. Before either of you could think, his lips were against yours, pressing you into the wall of the storage room.

His hand cupped your face as he deepened the kiss and you fell back, letting him take charge. He tasted like peppermint tea and citrus and you felt dizzy from the overwhelming sensations. You wrapped your arms around him, running your fingers through the curly hair behind his ears, gently tugging to pull him closer towards you. 

He let out a low groan into your mouth, and you nibbled on his lower lip. He had one hand tangled in your hair and the other was making its way down your body, pulling down the strap of your dress. His kisses moved lower, soft lips pressing down your neck. He sucked a mark into your skin, grazing his teeth over the spot before soothing it with his tongue. You closed your eyes, arching your back away from the wall.

“Fuck...you know how long I’ve wanted to do this?” He whispered into your skin, before kissing your collarbone. Your skin intoxicated him and he needed more of you in every way.

You breathed out a sigh, “Could have fooled me.”

He pressed his forehead to yours, gazing into your eyes.

“You’re annoying, childish, ridiculous, absolutely over-the-top stubborn. And fucking gorgeous. You don’t know shit about dinosaurs, and yet you can make dead stars seem like the most interesting thing in the universe. You captivate the room when you walk through the door and I’ve been in love with you since the day we met.”

This time it was you who kissed him, your tongues exploring each other's mouths. His hand slipped under your lab coat and tugged slightly on the zipper of your dress, waiting for confirmation. You moaned into his mouth and he dragged the zipper down slowly, his fingertips brushing your spine. You slid your hand to his chest, unbuttoning his shirt. You could feel the muscles and ran your fingers over his abs, chiseled from years of athleticism.

He shrugged off his jacket and loosened his tie, as you let your dress pool to the floor. His eyes roamed your body, wanting to claim every inch of it as his. You were ethereal and Tsukishima had the urge to worship all of you. 

You looked up at him, eyes shining brightly even in the dimly lit room.  He placed a finger under your chin, tilting your face up to his.

“Stunning.”

You giggled, and pressed a kiss to his neck, leaving a mark from your lipstick. He leaned back against the wall as you kissed down his chest, leaving a trail of cherry red over his porcelain skin. Soon you were on your knees, running your fingers over his soft happy trail before undoing his belt. Slowly, you slid down his slacks, noticing the dark stain of precum on his navy boxers. You pressed a kiss on each side of his abs, in the indentations of his V line. You ran your nails over the head of his erection, teasing him. He let out a soft hiss and you grinned. Perhaps another time, you would have spent all day teasing him, his whimpers like music to your ears.

But today, you were in a time crunch.

Using two fingers, you tugged down the elastic waistband of his boxers, freeing his cock.

It was beautiful, just like the man it belonged to. Long and slender, with the prettiest pink tip, dotted with a slick bead of precome. 

You gave kitten licks to the tip, savoring his taste. Tsukishima threw his head back biting his lip. He needed more of your mouth and you were oh so happy to please.

Taking his length in your mouth, you deepthroated him, pressing your nose to the base, and felt the soft curly blond hairs tickle your skin.

Tsukishima's eyes rolled back as you began to suck him down, your throat clenching around his cock. His hands gripped your hair almost painfully, though it only added to your excitement.

You bobbed on his cock, pulling it nearly all the way out of your warm mouth before forcing it back down your throat. Swirling your tongue around the head with each thrust. You looked up at him, your eyes brimming with tears.

"Fuck you look so beautiful wrapped around my cock like that. I just wanna ruin you, pretty girl."

He started face-fucking you, slowly at first but when he felt no resistance from you, he began to speed up. His fingers grasped your hair, forcing his cock deeper down your throat with each thrust. Your tears fell freely now and you could see red smears of your lipstick decorating his shaft.

You moaned around him, your face wet with spit and tears and you could only imagine how wrecked you looked. Tsukishima let out a string of curses under his breath, jerking his hips upward to meet your mouth.

"Shit, fuck, just like that, baby. Fuck yes just like that…fuck gonna cum, gonna cum…" His eyes were screwed shut and you could see the blush enveloping his face, small drops of sweat running down. You forced yourself to take him as deep as possible, gagging on his cock.

With a loud moan, Tsukishima exploded inside your mouth. You could feel the hot ropes of cum sliding down your throat and you whimpered as you swallowed all of him down. 

You finally released him from your lips, strings of saliva connecting you to his cock. He pulled you up, pressing a kiss to you. 

"Fuck that was incredible." He whispered, wiping the smeared mess off your face. You felt something poking your thigh and realized he was still hard.

He looked at you and chuckled.

"Yeah turns out being an athlete gives you stamina." he said teasingly before pushing you up against the wall. “Don’t tell me you think I’m done with you yet.”

His fingers slid down your body, roughly tugging down your bra. He buried his face in your chest, biting and sucking on your tits, grazing over the hardened buds with his teeth. While he busied his mouth, his hands continued down, circling the wetness on your panties.

“You want this, pretty girl? You this wet for me?”  he whispered, before easing a finger into your soaking hole. You threw your head back. His fingers were long and slender and hit the deepest parts of you. He began to roll his thumb over your clit softly, listening to your quiet moans. He pressed another finger inside you, fucking you on them in preparation for his cock. Your arousal dripped down his wrist and his mouth watered thinking of your taste. Soon, he wanted to bury himself between your thighs, making you cream on his tongue over and over. But that would have to wait.

“Fuck...Tsukishima...I need, I need your cock. Please, please, please.” you panted, almost like a prayer.

“Say my name, pretty girl. Tell me who’s cock you need. Do that for me baby.” He grinned, working a third finger into you.

“Fuck...Kei...please, please Kei. Fuck me. Need your cock, Kei.” You pleaded, your body ablaze with your imminent high.

“Such a good girl.” He smirked, before pulling his fingers out abruptly. You whined as you clenched around nothing, but not for long as he pressed his cock to your entrance.

“Look at me.” He demanded. You looked up at him. Your hair and makeup were ruined, your eyes lidded with desire. Your lips were puffy and parted, whimpers of his name falling from your lips like a mantra as you begged for him. You were so goddamn beautiful.

He gripped your thighs, spreading you open, and slammed himself inside you. You swore you could feel the walls behind you shake. He pistoned his cock in and out of you, each thrust hitting deeper spots. You felt like you were breaking in half and coming together at the same time. 

“Fuck Kei!!! Feels so fucking good.” You cried into his neck. You could taste the sweat on his skin as he gave all of himself to you.

“So tight, pretty girl. So fucking tight. God you’re so fucking perfect.” He panted into your hair, as he dug his fingertips into your plush thighs. 

Your eyes rolled back, stars dancing in your vision. Your cunt clamped down around him, squeezing around his cock tightly. His balls slapped against your ass as he buried himself deeper and deeper into you. You were rapidly approaching your climax, each thrust taking you higher and higher.

Kei bit down on your shoulder, his movements sloppier as he neared his own release. You could feel his body tense, his shoulder muscles flexing under your fingers. 

“Cum with me, please y/n. Please pretty girl, cum with me.” He groaned into your ear, and his voice sent you over the edge.

“Oh god, fuck….Kei!” You screamed, and he quickly swallowed your shouts with a kiss. You could feel his cock twitch inside you, unloading streams of cum as your pussy milked every last drop from him. Your combined juices coated the tops of your thighs and you held each other for dear life, both of you gasping for air.

Your legs threatened to give out underneath you and he held you closer, pressing soft kisses to your hair, whispering inaudible words of praise. Your body melted in his touch and the two of you stood there for what felt like hours, but must have only been minutes.

Your phone chimed from the pocket of your labcoat, drawing the both of you from your post-coital haze.

“Shit, tour in twenty minutes.” The two of you scrambled to get dressed and you checked your face in your phone camera.

“Fuck I can’t give a tour looking like this!” You panicked, wiping furiously at your face. Tsukishima laughed, before producing a box of tissues from a shelf behind you. 

“I’ll grab some water, though I must say it’s a damn shame since you look so beautifully fucked out.” He teased, before adjusting his tie and walking out. He returned quickly with a water bottle  and you attempted to make yourself somewhat presentable, to his sarcastic yet sweet commentary.

As the two of you prepared to leave the room, he glanced down at you. 

“So, dinner tonight?”

You grinned. 

“Sure Dino Boy.”

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Bonus:

The two of you left the room as nonchalantly as possible, though still a little disheveled from dressing in a dark closet. A booming voice rang out.

“There you two are! Your tour is just about to start, Y/N!” Mr. Hashimoto motioned for you to head to greet the group. As you walked away (and Kei attempted to not stare at your ass), Mr. Hashimoto turned to Kei.

“You know, Mr. Tsukishima. Red is quite a good look for you.” 

[absolutebl]

This Week in BL

April 2021 Part 1

Being a highly subjective assessment of one tiny corner of the interwebs.

Ongoing Series - Thai

Second Chance Ep 1 - living up to its name since it looks to be a series of redemption arcs. Launched with a college confession and a broken friendship, then a flash back to them as seniors in high school. Pairings include friends to lovers, nerd/jock, and maybe cafe boss/employee. There’s a lot going on, but it’s still... quiet and sweet. The script is pretty pat but it’s still WAY more watchable than Cupid Coach or Brothers and most of the acting is solid. Ep 1 tropes included: he’s in engineering, wound tending, fast & bicurious. This could turn into what I wanted My Gear & Your Gown to be. Fingers crossed. 

Love Poison 2 Ep 1 & 2 turns out I did watch and report on season 1 (8 eps), season 2 seems equally unmemorable. Thai countryside setting, strong dialect, incomprehensible plot, camp side characters, and ghastly singing. 

Y-Destiny Ep 1 (eng subs?) - opened with the sports romance enemies to lovers (they aren’t going in the teaser order). When the couple got over fighting, the flirting was v cute, but the flipping SPONGE BATH trope had to rear its ugly head. Still, this series is shaping up to be less coy and more frank than most BL, better than expected. It feels, I don’t know, gay-er or something?  *** Sources were correct that each couple is getting (at least) 2 eps, and MDL has been updated to say this is a 15 episode series (not 7). 

Cupid Coach 12 fin - The new Nite was great and should have been a main all along. It felt like we got a tiny nugget of what could have been in about 10 minutes worth of this last ep. It was way too slow with terrible editing and a criminally bad script, but at least it ended happy. Mostly, like Friend Forever, I’m just disappointed that these two actors were done dirty by the series. Bad Cupid Coach, no screen caps for you. 

Lovely Writer Ep 6 - breaking news, there’s a het couple I like: toppy bi femme + soft boi = such a good pairing! I know, but this NEVER happens. Meanwhile, Sib’s secret is out, Gene is a bit of a drama queen, and the plot thickens. We half way through.  

Brothers Ep 9 - Kaow had a serious moment of advice giving that was truly lovely. Lots of family dama made this a superior episode to... well... any of the others in this series. Which isn’t saying much. 

1000 Stars Ep 10 fin - at the start this series didn’t grab me the way GMMTV’s last BL, Tonhon Chonlatee, did. But boy did it end 1000x better. Might have given us 2021′s best forehead kiss. I enjoyed the ultra romantic cliff-top reunion kiss, and I LOVED the stinger flirting scene. That was an absolute gift we had no right to expect. This drama is a poster child for finishing on a high note (always focus on that dessert course). Final thoughts? This was FAR more a classic romance than it was BL. There were some BL tropes used but not many and most of them originated in the romance genre not yaoi. A picture perfect ending bumped 1000 Stars much higher up my best-of list than expected. Not sure how often I’ll rewatch it as a whole, but this last episode? I’m probably rewatching it right now. 

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

Dear Uranus (Taiwan GL) Ep 3 fin - I guess that’s it? Okaaaaay  

HIStory 4: Close To You (Taiwan) Ep 3 (AKA Ep 5-6) - we got actual legit gay culture not just BL (always appreciated) from XingSi. I’m starting to find LiCheng’s “show them we fucking” hijinks hilarious rather than annoying (not sure why, maybe I just love a rubber chicken, or maybe it was the STUFFED CORN WITH THE TASSEL that did it). 

-- H4 Moment of RANT --

Tropes included beach trip, there’s only one bed, cook for him, baby is a floppy drunk, carry baby to bed, and.... drunk non-con. Whoopdedoo. Here we go again. Did TharnType teach us NOTHING? (Apparently it taught us if the chemistry is good enough, I have no morals at all.) At least H4 seems to be taking us out of cheese into serious when it comes to assault. Or is it? 

I take back what I said last week about XingSi & YongJie being codependency + salvation trope, that only works if YongJie is the uke. He’s NOT. So we got us an obsessive predatory villain with a possible redemption arc. That’s more common in crime dramas, mafia romance, and epic fantasy than BL. It’s real hard to redeem a sexual predator in a reality-grounded universe like contemporary romance (See Kla in LBC1&2). 

Next week is gonna be a test of the whole damn franchise. Imma remind both me a you that this was ep 3 of 10 so we got a ways to go yet... but ooof, what have we wrought, BL? (I ended up doing a whole post about the stepbrother trope because of this sub plot.) Taiwan is killing me.

-- RANT ended --

Word of Honor (China) Ep 19-21 - over half way point so we got ALL the back story (in a classic 4 act story structure midway reveal). Now we know who WKX really is and his lineage. We also got some cute hugs and hand holds. Moving along at a nice clip despite being 36 eps total. Still gayest thing to come out of we-not-gay China since Advance Bravely. 

Most Peaceful Place (Vietnam) Ep 2 - takes them a while to get eng subs together and ep 2 didn’t drop until late. So I’m putting this in a Thurs time slot going forward. Miscommunication already cleared up and a 2nd couple has been introduced. The pacing on these Vietnamese BLs is always a bit... off. But it’s still better than most of its ilk, enjoyable. I’m thinking it’s a 6 ep arc. 

We Best Love 2 (Taiwan) Ep 5 - after the initial drama DRAMA of ep 2, the current external crisis at work is much quieter, giving this whole season a top heavy feel. Taken along side the first season, I think it’s fitting nicely into a 4 act structure, but that might be my bias. I hope I’m not wrong, we’ll find out next week. Shi De puttering about being domestic with Shu Yi on his back was the best execution of the piggyback trope EVER. Meanwhile, our little D/s side couple of codependency, salvation trope + mental illness is becoming weirdly appealing. I don’t know. H4 done mess with my head. 

Stand Alones 

Absolute BL AKA Zettai BL ni Naru Sekai vs Zettai BL ni Naritakunai Otoko  (Japan) Ep 1-4 mini series. Found subs under A Man Who Defies The World of BL. IT’S HILARIOUS. It’s Japan making fun of us, but also itself for having started this whole BL nonsense - from yaoi roots to present day. It’s parody goddamn gold. Utterly cheeky unto the very last line. We are not worthy. 

Apparently the most powerful tropes of all time are: baby is a floppy drunk and the piggyback fo nobility. Oh and chocolate. {Full review here.} 

Honestly, this show may have been made with only @heretherebedork and I in mind. I don’t know if you’d even understand half of it if you don’t have a history with the manga source genre and an obsessive interest in underlying narrative devices. I haven’t seen much chatter in the blog’o’sphere on this one because, in the end, it’s not a romance at all, it’s social commentary. 

The ending line was a masterclass in lampooning a genre. I’m going to rewatch the whole thing just to catch all the digs I missed first time around. It is a thing of beauty and a joy forever. 

Thank you Japan. I forgive you all your hair-styling sins of the last decade. 

Breaking News 

Spring Line Up:

Scholar Ryu’s Wedding Ceremony AKA Nobleman Ryu’s Wedding (Korean historical BL) April 15th 

Close Friend the series (Thai trailer) April 22. 

2gether the movie (Thai trailer) April 22 to Thai theaters.

Nitiman (Thai) May 7 on One31.

I Told Sunset About You 2 (Thai) May 27 on LineTV

Ossan’s Love (Hong Kong) June to Viu 

Gossip 

Bad Buddies released its first promo op via Arm Share, which means GMMTV is at least *thinking* about filming it. 

Fun behind the scenes gossip sesh with eng subs for Tell the World I Love You (that Perth Bas movie we are maybe getting someday but will likely be sad). 

New Thai BL Bite Me (adapted from novel Grab a Bite) dropped a teaser. It stars Mark Siwat (Kla in LBC) as uke character Ake, a delivery boy with special foodie powers, and chef Eua (seme played by Zung Kidakorn) who discovers him. It’s from the same author as Manner of Death so we might even get some actual plot. Since it’s an established BL actor who I happen LOVE, a known author, and a plot about FOOD, I could not me more excited for this one. 

Next Week Looks Like This:

Some shows may be listed a day later than actual air date for accessibility reasons. Some are dropping multiples at a time but just started so I’m not sure on numbering. 

Upcoming 2021 BL master post here.

Links to watch are provided when possible, ask in a comment if I missed something.

[mozak-hh]

Genshin impact A-Z smut alphabet:

Kaeya:

As Requested! hope u enjoy xx 

NSFW- You have been warned~

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after):

This man can’t get enough of your body, even after sex. He’ll let you rest your head on his chest, and will slowly run his hands through your hair while you tangle yourselves in bedsheets. He’ll give you hazy looks of love and affection, tell you how this will definitely put a spring in his step at work tomorrow.  “hopefully this becomes a common occurrence~”

B = Body part (They’re favourite body part as well as their partners):

On him, his mouth. There’s nothing more erotic to him that love bites. Grasping your small neck in his hands and softly biting down. leaving little nips on your thighs and hips. he’ll even look up at you as he bites the lower parts of your body, gliding his tongue over the teeth marks. 

On you, your breasts. Soft skin great for moulding in his hands. Especially when doing doggy style. Kaeya has a pretty big build (its canon that he’s the tallest out of all the genshin boys), so he’ll mould his body into yours from behinds as he hungrily thrusts into you, grabbing your breasts and kneading them slowly. 

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum):

Kaeya loves your cum. When he goes down on you, he’ll make sure to drink your juices after you orgasm. This man likes cumming himself, and he’ll cum as many times as he possibly can. His seed spilling out of you as he continues to ram you into the early hours of the morning. Without question, always inside. Unless you’d like to drink it instead~

D = Dirty secret (Dirty Secret of theirs):

He’ll never tell you, but when Kaeya spends those lonely night doing night shift at the night’s headquarters, he’ll stroke himself beneath his desk while looking at pictures of you. Why not? there’s no one he and he misses you dearly. More importantly, he needs his throbbing heat inside you folds. 

E = Experience (How experienced are they):

Very Experienced. He’s probably slept with every single women in Mondstadt. So he knows how to please his woman.

F = Favorite position (Basically says it in the title):

https://www.healthline.com/health/healthy-sex/comfortable-sex-positions

The duo. He wants to make sure your comfortable, and not in too much pain. This also gives him great access to touching your breasts and thighs.

G = Goofy (How serious are they? Do they prefer joking?):

Hmmmm.. I wouldn’t call it particularly “goofy,” but he’s not afraid to laugh and joke during the zone. He’ll snicker if you make cute expressions and stuff, and if he messes up or does something stupid he’ll laugh it off.

H = Hair (Does the carpet match the drapes? Are they groomed?):

Indeed it does. He would keep it well trimmed too. I’m not sure if he’d take it all off, there is a chance that he probably has. Just cus he doesn’t like the feel of it. He’s bedded enough women to know how to keep it clean.

I = Intimacy (How they are during the moment):

He gets worried about you easily. If you’ve gone for quite a while or haven’t talked to him that day he’ll get a bit scared. So when he finally sees you he wants to please you so you don’t go away again. If you want him to go rough hell definitely go rough, but most times it’ll be very intimate.

J = Jack off (Masturbation headcanon):

Yes. Before you, he would just pick up some random girl from the tavern, so he wouldn’t need to fulfill he’s needs himself. However, After you caught his interest he couldn’t sleep each night without letting off steam. When you two decide to become a couple, he’s finally able to quench his terribly high sex drive. Those pathetic months of stroking himself were horrible.

K = Kink (One of their kinks):

So, so many

Bondage

Orgasm denial

Hickeys

Hair pulling

Face sitting

Lingerie

Edging

Overstimulation

That’s just the basics really. Pull his hair and he’ll groan. He’ll tie you to the bed and blindfold you as he goes down on you, edging you until he slams his big cock inside. And when you grow tired. He’ll place you on top of his face and eat you up till you start rocking against his tongue

L = Location (Favorite place):

Any place in his house. Kitchen, lounge room, bedroom, shower. He’ll fuck you just about anywhere. Just as long as it’s not in front of anybody.

M = Motivation (What turns them on):

What wouldn’t get this man going? You being horny is probably the biggest turn on for him though. Grab his collar and bring his in for a kiss. Moan when he rests his hand on your back. Pull his hair and whine. Call him daddy... he’s going to give you what you want.

N = No (Something they won’t do):

No side hoes, public sex, knife play, blood play, or anything that’s going to hurt you. If you really wanted to, he’d probably be down for a threesome, just depends on who *cough cough diluc*

O = Oral (Giving or receiving):

Omg you would not regret it if you gave this man head. He looks so hot when his cock is in your mouth. Moaning and biting the back of his hand, the other hand wrapped around the back of your head. Thrusting into you in a rhythmic pace.

P = Pace (Are they fast or slow):

Unless he’s reading you or trying to savour the moment, he’s probably gonna go fast.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies):

How else is he going to get his daily fix of you? There’s multiple times where he’s fucked you in the supplies closet in the Favonius headquarters just because he couldn’t wait to get home.

R = Risk (Will they be down to experiment in risky locations):

Yes yes yes yes. In the headquarters, behind the tavern, secret halls in the church. Just about anywhere private.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go):

Oh many, many rounds. Till the sweat soaks the sheets and tears run down your face. If he has the chance, he won’t stop till he knows you can’t stand up.

T = Toy (Do they own toys and if they do, will they use them):

Probs not in the genshin world girlie- besides, he’s all you really need.

U = Unfair (How much will they tease):

Why of course he’ll tease. If you’ve been a naughty girl, he’s gonna get you on your knees begging for him.

V = Volume (How loud are they if they even are):

He can be loud if he lets go. But he only really does low moans and heavy breathing. The type of moans that rumble the throat. He’ll press his mouth to your ear so you can here them too.

W = Wild card (Headcanon of choice):

One time he had to stay late at his office so he could get all his work done. You wanted to surprise him by stripping in front of his desk. Safe to say he was a very happy man in the morning, and you couldn’t look at Jean without getting embarrassed over what you two had done.

X = X-Ray (What’s going on down there):

8.5 inches . Any bigger and he’s gonna break you. He’s got a bit of an upward curve too. Some veins as well.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive):

He’s sex drive is off the charts. Probably the highest out of everyone in Mondstadt. This mans got stamina, so he will fuck you when he gets a chance.

Z = ZZZ (How quickly do they fall asleep):

He’ll always stay up till you fall asleep since he thinks it would be impolite to ignore you afterwards. But after you’re out, he’s out.

Thanks for reading! x comment who you’d like to see next ;))

[sirikenobi12]

Dear Mr. Filoni: About Qui-Gon Jinn

Mr. Filoni, I know you are pretty much the undisputed Padawan of George Lucas, but like many students they can sometimes misunderstand their teachings or interpret things from a certain point of view. While I won’t deny you are a brilliant creator who have brought us some amazing Star Wars content you said something a little while back about Qui-Gon Jinn that I think is rather nearsighted and in my opinion incorrect.

“And with the death of Qui-Gon Jinn, Anakin loses the father figure who truly could have understood him – and maybe prevented what was to come.”

This implies several things, the first is that Anakin never had a father figure in his life. Or, rather that he lost the father figure he truly needed. In many ways this is implying that if someone grows up without a father (or a traditional father figure) then they are missing out or won’t have a stable childhood. What about all the people who are raised by single mothers or grandparents or aunts/uncles or by their older siblings? 

Pixar’s Onward is a great example of finding a father figure through an older brother, it highlights that just because Ian never had a chance to meet his father didn’t mean that he lost out on a father figure in his brother Barley. 

“I never had a dad, but I always had you.”

Saying that Anakin lost the father figure who truly could have understood him also just spits in the face of a young man who also lost his father figure in that moment and gave up everything to raise Anakin. 

Let’s unpack that a little bit. Imagine if you will you’re twenty-five years old, you’ve worked your ENTIRE life for a particular goal which is to be a Jedi Knight, traveling the galaxy doing the most good that you can while discovering who you are on your own. Then maybe down the road when you are ready to settle down and possibly train/raise an apprentice you’ll take one on. Suddenly the only father you’ve ever known pushes you aside for a child he’s just met (without even discussing it with you first) and then uses his last words to push this child on you, making him your responsibility, thus shattering your chance at the freedom of a true Knighthood. 

By all rights Obi-Wan could’ve given Anakin’s training over to the Council, the boy was in no way his responsibility. Much like an adult sibling doesn’t have to take on the responsibility of raising their minor siblings if their parents die, they could give the children over to the state and have a chance at a normal young adulthood instead of being thrust into being a parent before they are ready. But, Obi-Wan didn’t do that because he A.) Respected/loved Qui-Gon too much not to fulfill his final wishes, and B.) Knew it would be better for Anakin to take the boy under his wing. 

I will say this until I am blue in the face: OBI-WAN WAS A FATHER TO ANAKIN!! 

In fact, in Episode 2 Anakin refers to him as a father/father figure multiple times and it is clear their relationship while Anakin was a Padawan was that of a Father/Son. It isn’t until Anakin is knighted and they are peers that you see their relationship shift to that of brothers.  

Am I saying that Obi-Wan didn’t make mistakes when raising Anakin? Absolutely not, but would I argue that Anakin was missing out on a father figure because Qui-Gon died? No, I would not. 

The second part of that quote claims that Qui-Gon Jinn could’ve been someone who understood Anakin and might’ve been able to prevent what was to come. I 100% believe that would not have happened, while I think Qui-Gon Jinn is a very interesting character there is no indication in either canon or legends that he would’ve been a good influence on Anakin. In fact, quite the opposite. Here are the top ten reasons Qui-Gon would’ve been a terrible father influence for Anakin: 

1. Qui-Gon Jinn thinks the rules don’t apply to him: While many fans applaud Qui-Gon (including apparently you, Mr. Filoni) for going against the Jedi Council and being a “Maverick” I would argue that more often than not it was to his or his mission’s detriment. This is not to advocate that the Council was 100% correct or that Jedi shouldn’t question things, but there is a difference between questioning authority figures and flat out being obstinate. This is something Anakin excels at even with being raised by the rule abiding Kenobi, imagine how bad it would’ve been had Jinn raised him.

2. Qui-Gon Jinn was selfish: There are several examples of Qui-Gon using the guise of “the will of the Force” in order to get his way. Are we honestly supposed to believe that somehow this one man was more in tune with the Force than any other Jedi (including 12 powerful Jedi who were on the Council)?? And, if he truly believed in following the will of the Force then why did he constantly bend the rules to make sure the “Force” went his way - an example of this is had he actually believed it was the will of the Force that he free Anakin, he wouldn’t have had to make the chance cube go the way he wanted it to go. He flat out cheated so he could get his way.  

3. Qui-Gon was dangerously reckless: Many Jedi are reckless, even Obi-Wan said to Yoda in ESB “so was I if you’ll remember”. But Qui-Gon was reckless in ways that was pretty astounding. For example, EVERYONE told him that his plan to get off of Tatooine was dangerous and frankly stupid. Couldn’t they have just sold the Naboo ship and then purchased a clunker that would get them to Coruscant? Honestly, that would’ve probably hidden them better from the Trade Federation in the long run...but no, he instead decided the best course of action was to put a slave child in mortal danger, thus also placing all of their lives in the hands of a boy who had NEVER won a race before. Now, it ended up working in his favor, but even still those few days spent fixing up Anakin’s pod and then the race itself delayed the Queen from getting to Coruscant which meant more people died on Naboo all because Qui-Gon refused to see any other solutions. 

4. Qui-Gon was often a bully: our Maverick had no problems throwing his weight around to get what he wanted. The Council meeting with Anakin is a perfect example, he didn’t get the answer he wanted. So he put his hands on his hips and refused to leave the room until the Council caved to his demands. Another example of this is in Claudia Grey’s Master & Apprentice where he refuses to do his duty as a Jedi and fulfill the mission simply because he had a vision. He doesn’t discuss this with the Council or with Obi-Wan beforehand, he just decides for himself this is how it’s going to be and then throws a hissy-fit when he doesn't get his way. Or how about he is the one who cheated to get his way in winning Anakin and when Watto calls him out he threatens to get the Hutts involved? He just bullies his way to getting what he wanted.

  5. Qui-Gon never saw the bigger picture: Master Jinn’s whole thing is to focus on the here and the now, and while that’s great advice (especially for Obi-Wan who often looks too far a head) it also means that Qui-Gon often misses the big picture. An example of this is in the book Master & Apprentice where he wants to free the slaves on Pijal’s moon, but Yoda has to remind him that there is a bigger picture and they can only act if it’s in their mandate. He says this not because the Council doesn’t want to free slaves, but because there are incredibly complex consequences and if they were to just do whatever they wanted/could do as Jedi it would cause all kinds of issues for others and while he could maybe free a handful of slaves now it would cause countless others to suffer in the long run. But, Qui-Gon wouldn’t accept this, because he refused to see the bigger picture - he refused to look at anything except what was right in front of him.

6. Qui-Gon has a history of failing his Apprentices: Now, I know this isn’t Canon at the moment, but by the time we make it to TPM Qui-Gon has already done severe damage to 2 former Padawans, and is in danger of having history repeat itself. Xanatos was his second Apprentice right before Obi-Wan, and this Padawan was extremely powerful and Qui-Gon insisted he be trained, but the boy fell to the darkside because he had been too old to start training and had a healthy attachment to his family (sound familiar?). Qui-Gon was so devastated by his fall that he went back and reputed his first apprentice, Feemor, claiming he was such a failure of a Master that there is no way his first apprentice should’ve been knighted. He basically in his grief pushed aside an apprentice who while on paper wasn’t anything special, but was kind and dutiful and a true Jedi (sound familiar?). He then begrudgingly takes on Obi-Wan (only after 12 year old Obi-Wan offers to kill himself to save others) and then time and time again tries to basically pawn off Obi-Wan onto someone else (even as far into their relationship as the Master & Apprentice book). Then, when it finally looks like the Kenobi/Jinn team have figured out how to work well together Qui-Gon has to literally be reminded that his Obi-Wan even exists because Qui-Gon is so blinded by Anakin’s power!! How in any way does this seem like a better father figure option for the emotionally needy Anakin?

7. Qui-Gon Jinn has a history of Attachments: The specific example I have is again from Legends, but it shows how Qui-Gon allowed attachments to become dangerous. He had a childhood friend who he fell in love with, they decided that they could handle being committed to each other as well as the Order so they “pledged themselves” to one another (my guess is basically this is like a Jedi marriage so to speak). Sounds beautiful right, and it is, but...But his love interest Tahl was injured on a war torn planet where the children are so sick of their parents' civil war that they form a third army and go to war against the adults. Tahl is caught in the middle of this and is gravely injured. Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon are sent to rescue her, and Obi-Wan is sickened by the sight of children fighting and wants to stay and help, but Qui-Gon is so blinded by his attachment for Tahl that he for the first time EVER actually follows his mandate and tells Obi-Wan that they weren’t sent there to help the children, but to rescue Tahl. Obi-Wan who is only 13 doesn’t understand so instead of taking the time to really explain it, Qui-Gon just LEAVES his young apprentice behind on a war torn planet. Now, I’ll admit that Qui-Gon did give Obi-Wan a choice, to come back to Coruscant or to stay and fight, thus leaving the Jedi Order and Obi-Wan did make the choice to stay. But, it was Qui-Gon’s responsibility as the teacher to fully explain the situation to Obi-Wan and let him know that they could do more good if they were to go back to the Council and the Senate and try to return with supplies and reinforcements. But no, Qui-Gon just yelled at him, disregarded his feelings and told him their mission was to rescue Tahl. He didn’t bother using this as a teaching moment for Obi-Wan because he was so concerned about his attachment. And then later when Tahl actually died, Qui-Gon nearly fell to the dark side and it was Obi-Wan who saved him.  And then Qui-Gon went on to decide that because of the pain that had been inflicted by losing Tahl he’d basically give Obi-Wan an ultimatum when it came to the woman he loved (and basically downplayed it as nothing but a crush). Now, say what you want about how Obi-Wan handled Anakin/Padme’s relationship - maybe pretending it wasn’t happening instead of confronting Anakin about it wasn’t a healthy/smart choice, but at least he didn’t downplay it and make it look like Anakin’s feelings weren’t real or valid.

8. Qui-Gon refused to apologize: There are several examples where Qui-Gon refuses to accept any responsibilities and won’t apologize. One such point is in TPM where he basically traded his current Padawan in for a newer/shinier model in front of the entire Council (which if this alone isn’t enough cause to prove the man wasn’t the best father figure…) he then refused to even approach Obi-Wan about it, in fact the twenty five year old Apprentice who had just been tossed aside for a supposed prophecy came and apologized to Qui-Gon!! Another example is back in the Jedi Apprentice books where Qui-Gon leaves Obi-Wan on the war torn planet (as mentioned in #7) it is up to Obi-Wan to make it up to Qui-Gon and prove his worth once again. I’m not certain given Anakin’s tendency to need constant affirmations that this would’ve been a good combination.

9. Qui-Gon was manipulative: Oftentimes we see Qui-Gon manipulating people to get his way (I’m not talking about Jedi Mind Tricks). In TPM he manipulates Watto to win Anakin’s freedom, he even manipulates Obi-Wan into taking on the burden of training Anakin by making it his dying wish. He is not above manipulation if he gets his desired result. We see Anakin does the same thing, so one could argue Qui-Gon would’ve only encouraged this behavior.

10. Qui-Gon cared more about the prophecy than the boy: I’m not saying that Qui-Gon didn’t care about people, or even Anakin, in fact he was a very compassionate character. But, all of his arguments to have Anakin be trained was that he is “the Chosen One” not once does he talk about how the boy needs training simply because it’d be dangerous to leave such raw power alone in the galaxy without training, or that it would be the right thing to do. He doesn’t ever talk about how learning to be a Jedi would actually benefit the boy. Every single time he brings up Anakin needing training is because of the prophecy. Now, as far as it looks in both canon and legends Obi-Wan tried incredibly hard to not bring up the prophecy to Anakin (except on Mustafar), Obi-Wan would bring it up to Mace/Yoda but that was about it. Obi-Wan wasn’t blinded by the prophecy because until ROTS it didn’t really appear that he even believed in it - he believed in Anakin for who he was as a person. Something we just didn’t see with Qui-Gon.

Now, Qui-Gon has a lot of great qualities, I am not denying that, but to say that he would’ve been the father figure Anakin needed is just misguided. If you believe in the idea that there is a will of the Force one could argue that Obi-Wan training Anakin was that will, otherwise Qui-Gon wouldn’t have died. 

Also, Mr. Filoni, why is it that Anakin supposedly suffered because he didn’t have a father figure yet you turned around and gave Ahsoka a brother, not a father? Are you suggesting Ahsoka suffered as well because she didn’t have a father figure? Or, was Obi-Wan by this time finally “old” enough to be considered a father figure? 

This idea that Qui-Gon Jinn would’ve been the fix it to Anakin’s issues is just silly and once again places the blame of the Jedi’s destruction in the hands of the Council and specifically Obi-Wan, thus not forcing Anakin to be held responsible for any of his actions. 

I’m sorry, but it’s not a theory I buy due to a lack of evidence.