#GOD I LOVE KUYA SO MUCH

[mikaru-shiran]

⚠️SPOILER ALERT!

⚠️What-if scenario

Based on SSR Banquet Kuya’s intimacy room story… The implication got me thinking… What if? 😳

Nu:Carnival (c) Infinity a Studios, SCArts, and PINKCORE

#NUCarnival #nu carnival #NUCFanArtEvent #Kuya #Eiden #kuya x eiden #fanart #my art #comic #I SPENT 3-4 DAYS ON THIS #PLEASE VIEW IT #I WAS IN A HURRY IN TIME FOR EIDEN’S BIRTHDAY #GOD I LOVE KUYA SO MUCH

[a-not-so-clean-blog]

Nu carnival as a tops and bottoms. AMAB reader

Warnings: explicit language and actions. Blood mentioned 

Yakumo

Top: Service top all the way. He just wants you to be happy normally, but now he can make you happy in bed! Yeah he's going to do his absolute best! It's awkward and he doesn't really know how to do foreplay but that's okay because his moans when he slides into you sound like he's in heaven. 

Bottom: He wants nothing more than to be able to wrap his arms around you while you pound his tight hole. It doesn't take long for him to be a moaning mess. He cries a little when he cums, but that's just because the pleasure is overwhelming.

Edmond

Top: Nervous boy. Sweaty hands and heavy breathing before you even start. His military training gave him great stamina though. Just tell him what feels good and he is more than happy to follow orders.

Bottom: He cums so fast! He's really embarrassed and ashamed about how fast he came. Physically he prefers being a bottom but it hurts his ego to do so. Slow or fast, he doesn't care as long as you keep going until he's empty. 

Olivine

Top: Such a sweet boy. He would prefer if you take control and ride him but is also more than happy to fold you in any position you want. He probably won't do anything in the church, but anywhere else is fair game.

Bottom: Man has entered Nirvana. He sees you giving him so much pleasure as a spiritual experience. There's no way it could feel this good if it wasn't blessed by the god of Klein. His body is built like a tank so don't be afraid of being a little rough, he likes it that way.

Quincy

Top: He is so gentle with you. He has to be. Man is huge and if he doesn't spend a lot of time on stretching you out he will break you. He might not be very vocal but he loves making you scream in pleasure. He loves every sound that drips from your perfect mouth.

Bottom: My eyes have been opened to a whole new possibility! He's probably not very vocal but his panting is so hot. He doesn't really mind the position but if you're on top then pamper him. Let him be a pillow princess for a little bit. When you are both spent he is caging you in his arms and napping. He doesn't care about cleaning up right now.

Kuya

Top: Jerk. Yeah fine when he lets you cum it's better than anything else you have ever felt, but is it worth it to deal with his taunts and teasing? He's also really into edging you when he tops. He loves the control he has over your body. I also think he would use magic to make you more sensitive.

Bottom: Still a jerk. He's trying so hard to keep a cool demeanor and is saying shit like “you really think that's enough to make me cum”. Meanwhile you are pounding him into the mattress and he is loving it. Feel free to be rough with him too or use any of his toys, he doesn't want vanilla.

Blade

Top: He does not need rest so once he starts he will just keep going, and going, and going. You will lose count of how many times you cum and when you finally had enough he will make you cum one more time. He thinks you are so cute when you cum underneath him.

Bottom: Careful you don't make him short circuit. He was built with a lot of sensors so every time feels like the first time to him. He wants to make sure you are enjoying yourself so any position he can see your face is good for him.

Garu

Top: He will ask constantly if you are okay and if he's doing a good job. You feel so good he can't help but whimper. He keeps a hard steady pace and won't stop until he knows you're satisfied.

Bottom: Moaning mess. Greedy bottom who wants to feel more of you. Your whole dick can be balls deep and he'll still ask for you to go deeper. It's fine though, he will happily take whatever you give him.

Karu

Top: He is so excited when he gets to top you! He doesn't mean to be but he's kind of rough. You will walk away with plenty of bite marks on your neck, or really anywhere he can sink his teeth into.

Bottom: He's flustered but that only makes him cuter. When you hit his sweet spot we will rake his claws down your back. You may be the top but you're not coming out unscathed.

Dante

Top: You're cumming again? He hasn't even touched your dick yet and you're cumming. His hands are magic and unfortunately he knows it. He is so smug about it but as long as you feel this good does it really matter? He won't stop until you can't feel your legs, thankfully he's also good with aftercare. He needs to be perfect after all.

Bottom: He tries to keep a stoic face but you can hear the slight shaking in his voice and the way his eyes clouded with lust. He prefers positions where he still has some leverage but cares less about that after he cums. If you finish before him he will tease you about it.

Rei

Top: He's analytical so I think he would watch your reactions to gauge what you like. However I don't think he would use that to make you feel better. I don't know, he just seems impartial to your pleasure. Maybe he would use this knowledge if you complain about anything? 

Bottom: He will tell you exactly what he wants you to do to him. He gets annoyed if you can't follow his “simple instructions”. Again I think your pleasure is just a byproduct to him. 

Eiden

Top: He is probably the best top here. He has so much experience and will use every trick he knows to make you squirm in pleasure. He will do what's best for both of you to have a great time.

Bottom. Bliss. He's so happy to be a bottom and let you fuck him. Whether you go slow or hard or whatever he doesn't mind. To him all sex feels good and he is living his best life.

Aster

Top: He likes being in control. He doesn't even need to take his dick out most of the time to be a good top. He will take a little blood as payment for making you feel this good, the feeling makes your head spin. Hope you like tongue and teeth because he is going to taste every part of you.

Bottom: Brat. He doesn't usually let others take control of him so he's going to have to figure out fast what he likes. I think he would like if you tease him a little, but not too much. 

Morvay

Top: He can top? I can definitely see him taking control to service you but I don't think he'd be the best at fucking. His hips stutter at the slightest pleasure so his thrusts are short and unsteady. He'll make you cum in other ways but probably not with his dick 

Bottom: Yup he's happiest here. He wants to serve you. Your pleasure is literally what feeds him. If he's on his knees for you it's a good day! Any time any position, he is the best power bottom.

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[xiefuyu]

Brother, I'm here.

-- Kurokawa Izana x little sister reader

🖤 — Tokyo Revengers

📝 — angst, implication of domestic abuse, suicide attempt, hurt/comfort, a bit of fluff at the end

:a/n — this one is a bit heavy :'> (wc: 2.4k)

— PT. 1 / PT. 2/PT.3/PT.4/PT.5

You, Kurokawa Y/N, only wanted only one thing.

A family.

A household with the said family who’s loving and will treat you with care and affection. A family who won’t paint your skin blue and purple at any given chance and will protect you from all the things that you find to be scary.

That was the only thing you want but apparently, you’re considered greedy by the world for longing for something that’s supposed to be given to anyone the moment they were born.

Something was wrong with you.

Something has got to be deeply wrong with you because if not, why else would you be standing outside the hospital where you just got discharged a few minutes ago and currently drowning the moment your Kuya Mikey fills you in with what happened and the truth?

The fucking truth of not being related to them at all.

Your Kuya Mikey- are you even allowed to still call him that?- who you see walking towards you, panic in his eyes because you're walking backwards, walking away from them as if walking away from the truth.

He was saying something. Emma was saying something, also reaching out for you. Hell, even Takemichi was saying something but you’re drowning, you’re falling, and you’re…

You’re just there.

Alone.

A part of you begs to listen to them, to run to them, to beg for them to accept you as their little sister because God, oh dear God, you loved how they treated you for the last few days in your stay at the hospital.

They treated you like glass. Like someone precious. Treated you in a way that you didn’t even know was possible.

It got you questioning if you even deserved it because your stepmother said that you didn’t deserve anyone else’s love but only her’s.

And then it hit you.

You don’t deserve it, don’t you?

It was just a pity. It wasn’t love, it was pity.

But guilt bubbles in you as the thought passes through your mind. Who do you think you are to judge their actions? Who do you think you are to doubt their love for you?

You’re just a fool who wanted to force her way into their own little bubble of family.

It’s fucking embarrassing, you tell yourself.

So you run away. Turn your back on them like how Izana did to you. You ignore their calls of pleas and waits. You drown everything around you.

As they curse at how fast you could run, you’re grateful for the times you need to run away and hide on the nights where your stepmother’s wrath was too much. Maybe it was a destiny to be abused for this very moment. This moment to run away from people who turned out to be not blood-related at all.

You should’ve just remained in your own hell.

You’re not supposed to be here.

You don’t belong here.

Kakucho kneels in front of his king. His king who he found in front of the orphanage. He felt like a fool for not thinking about this place first.

Because as much as they wanted to leave this place before, it was still their home in their younger years.

"Izana, please. She's looking for you. She begged me to bring you back to her." He remembers the way your lips wobbled, your eyes dripping with unshed tears as you begged him to bring your brother back.

As you told him that you want Izana to stay with you because he's your family.

"She doesn't deserve me and I don't deserve her." Izana says and it hits Kakucho, as well as the Haitani brothers who helped him in finding Izana, that their king was just as desperate as you but in a different way.

While you're desperate to run after him, he's desperate to run away from you.

All because he thinks he doesn't deserve you and vice versa.

"She's…she's too pure for me, Kakucho. She's too bright." Ran looks down, eyes glancing at Rindou because he knows what Izana is saying. He understands.

But he frowns and shakes his head, stepping forward.

"Your sister…" he starts and he could see Rindou's eyebrows rising in surprise. "I understand that you want to push her away. Hell, I wanted to push Rindou away from this…gang activities before but he's all I have and I'm all he has." 

Ran stops, sighing.

"What I want to say is that she deserves at least an explanation of why you want her away from you. That is, if you still want to push her away after all this talk. She was longing for you, you know? Kakucho told me."

Izana looks up at the sky. It was so…unfamiliar. Did the sky always look that way? It was always dull before, wasn't it? Why is it suddenly blue and white? 

Why is it suddenly bright?

His hands are painted with blood and violence and yours looked like they aren't even aware of what violence is.

His head was filled with dark thoughts and you looked like all your thoughts were all flowers and sunshines.

How could he face you after all he's done? How could he tell you that he also wanted to stay with you because apparently, you're his real blood-related sister and that's all he ever wanted?

He breathes out shakily.

God fucking damnit.

If he's selfish to want to have you accept him even though he knows he fucked up his first interaction with you, then so be it. Make him look selfish. Greedy. Asshole.

He doesn't care anymore.

Kakucho's phone rings before he could even tell them to bring him to you.

"Hello?"

Something grips Izana's heart as he watches Kakucho's eyes widen as he looks straight back at him.

"What…what do you mean she's missing?"

The concept of family was always known yet unfamiliar to you. Everytime you go out and see parents with their children laughing happily, there’s a longing, a nostalgia that you feel. It was ironic how nostalgia is present when all you could remember was rough hands and sharp nails connecting with your skin.

However, when you got informed that you have an older brother miles away from you, it was enough to at least dull the painful memories and it was changed to an imagination, hope, that your brother will let you piggy ride his back, will let you play with his hair, and just…just simple bondings that a family do.

But you found out that it was merely imagination. A feeble hope to be destroyed by said brother.

You found yourself running and running and running.

You don’t even know where you are. You don’t care anymore. You just want to run away from here, want to get away from these almost familiar looking streets. Your eyes and lungs are burning. Exhaustion seeps through your body and your head is back to letting something hit it from the inside.

Everything is becoming blurry; was it because of the tears? The dizziness? Either way, you kept running until your feet took you to a soft feeling under.

A beach.

You’re on a beach and the sand felt so soft underneath you it was making you sick. Everything seems big, bright, dull, soft, and rough. They’re loud. The waves are loud, entrancing and calling you.

Your mind is racing with a million thoughts and yet, it is empty. All you could think about was how nice it was to just rest naturally like the sun setting beyond the horizon in front of you. All you could think about was the “what-if’s” and “could’ve been’s” if you didn’t look for your brother, if said brother didn’t turn his back on you, and if you didn’t turn your back on the people who were nothing but nice to you.

Your unshed tears were dried by the breeze, thoughts seemingly getting blown away with it, the waves in front of you engulfing it and taking it away.

And then you’re just there.

An empty shell of what used to be you.

You’re just there, feet slowly walking towards the waves.

Family is a concept you tried so hard to understand. It’s something you know and don’t know. It’s something you experienced in a wrong way.

Something that got you questioning your true purpose in life. It was supposed to be given to you the moment you were born so why?

Why are you all alone and trembling in fear and yet, you keep walking? The water is cold and it’s pulling and pushing you in and out. It’s shooing you away at the same time it’s pulling you in.

You were born in a household that paints your skin blue and purple. People are supposed to be born and cradled with gentle and soothing hands, aren’t they? So why were you even born if you don’t have those?

Ahh.

You get it.

You were born to die, weren’t you?

Izana’s vision was obscured with his own unshed tears. He’s trembling and running. A part of him blame the Sanos for your disappearance. How could they tell you about the truth? Couldn’t they have just hid it from you? Protect you from it?

But then he’s too aware of what could happen if people let the water boil for too long. He’s seen it in himself. He’s seen how he was so full of hope and was ignorant of the truth that it utterly destroyed him when he was forced to face the reality.

It was funny, he thinks. Funny how he uttered the words that you’re no sister of his but the both of you are just too similar, aren’t you?

Both longing for a family.

It was funny because you’re there, a family, and yet he pushed you away. He’s such a fool, isn’t he?

But he vows to himself that this time, he’ll make things right. This time, he’ll open his heart and accept people. He’ll open his kingdom and let people do whatever they want. He’ll be a king who comes down from his throne for you- his family.

He’s running along a beach, he registers, and your name comes out of his mouth as if it’s the last thing keeping him sane. And maybe it was, maybe you are the only thing keeping him sane because he’s running like a madman, the word “No” stumbling out of his mouth over and over again.

You’re the only family he has. The only blood-related family he has so why are you trying to run away? He’s selfish, he knows. He’s the cause of this and he wants the waves to engulf him instead.

The waves already reached your waist but you’re just looking ahead, unaware of the people running towards you. Your eyes looked empty and it terrifies him. Those similar lilac eyes are supposed to be shining albeit a bit dim. They’re not supposed to be empty like his.

He reaches for your hand and tugs you to him. It scared him how you were so limp that you let him engulf you in his arms as he frantically dragged you towards the shore, how you let the both of you fall on your knees.

Kakucho, the Sanos, Draken, the Haitani brothers, and Takemichi sees the pure terror in Izana’s eyes as he holds you against him tightly. They notice the trembles of his body, the wobble of his lips and his tears that are freely flowing, carving their way on his cheeks.

His mouth was gaping, opening and closing, finding their words but it seemed like the waves took it away with them. He doesn’t know what to say.

He almost lost you.

Forever.

One moment, you’re feeling the water reaching your waist and the next, it was trembling warm arms around you. Having disassociated with your reality, you were baffled because you’re suddenly at the shore, kneeling, and leaning against someone.

You didn’t have to look up to see who it was for he smelled like a family, a comfort, and safety.

You sob quietly against your brother, feeling him tense under you but his arms around you further tightens. You’re also trembling, fear creeping in you with full force with the realisation that you were so close to killing yourself.

You feel lost.

Afraid.

Are you even alive? What if you’re actually under the waves and all of this is just an imagination? A last resort of your brain that’s seeking comfort?

Your hand grips your brother’s clothes, hard and tight, as if he’ll disappear if you let go for at least a second. You hear him shushing you, calming you down, but it just made you sob more. 

Despite being treated softly by the Sanos, being treated in the same way by your real blood-related brother was different.

You felt loved. You felt safe. You felt accepted.

This was the purpose you were cradling in your delicate, trembling hands years ago. Now, it’s being cradled by you and your brother; shared.

But something inside you is still not content. You need to make sure that everything is real. That right now is not just a figment of your imagination.

“Kuya…” you cry out.

“Yeah?” Izana says, so soft and gentle.

“Kuya, I’m here…I’m here, right?” you question the reality, daring. You hear Izana breathing out shakily, his right hand cupping your cheek, tilting your head to his direction. 

And his eyes. You have those eyes, don’t you? They’re so similar to yours and it makes you sob more. You’re finally staring at your family. 

“You’re here, Y/N, you’re here with me.” he reassures. It took you a moment to process his words but after a while, a wobbly little smile made its way to your lips before it fell- in relief- as you hid in his neck once again.

Your sobs echo through the area. The waves were calm as if giving you privacy, the sunset basking you with its gentle light and warmth.

The Sanos and Haitani brothers watch with a smile and deep gratitude to the world. Even though their family is broken, they know they were lucky enough to have each other since the beginning unlike you and your brother who had to cross multiple challenges just to see each other.

With a soft grin, all of them made their way to the both of you.

And all of a sudden, affection seeps to your head from their pats. It was overwhelming but you found yourself smiling and not running away. Your eyelids feel heavy, making you sigh.

Before succumbing to darkness in your brother’s arms, the last thing you felt was warm lips against your forehead along with a soft “thank you for not giving up on me, Y/n.” and,

“Thank you for being here.”

A/N: i swear we're getting fluff next hehe (with a sprinkle of angst)

@bontensbabygirl

#tokyorev #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers platonic #tokyo revengers spoiler #kurokawa izana x sister reader #kurokawa izana x y/n #sano manjiro x sister reader #sano emma x sister reader #haitani brothers #xiefuyu's

[youaresimplylovely]

“Fast and Fabulous: A Driven Love” 

---- A love story between a Formula 1 Driver and a Supermodel

Chapter 2 (Prev. Chapter) Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5. Chapter 6

Pairing: Carlos Sainz!Formula 1 Driver x Famous Supermodel!Reader

Words: 727 words

Warnings: Fluff, major plot twist at the end hahaha, mentions of F1, timeline in the story starts at 2021, translated filipino :>

Proofread!!

Summary: An Evening with The Dela Cruz Family

Pots, pans, and utensils clatter around the kitchen of the Dela Cruz house. Your mother groaned, putting down the knife she used to chop the potatoes. You could see the anger in her eyes when your father came home to work as he entered the house. 

"Hi, honey."

 Your father grins nervously as he smiles at your mother. You and your brother turn your heads from the TV as you look at your father, holding your laughs. You could hear the nervousness from your father's voice.

“Ano ba yan Jean! Ilang beses na ah! No shoes diyos ko! (What is that Jean! How many times already! No shoes my God!)” 

Your mother loudly scoffed, approaching your father and glaring at him.

 "I know, mon amour, and I'm so sorry, and I am also sorry for being late."

 Your father chuckles nervously, approaching your mother. He hugs her, rubbing her back, trying to calm her down. 

"Now, mon amour, care to tell me why you're so mad? Other than me?.” Your father flashed a bright smile. 

"Pretty sure all you, Dad."

 Mark laughed, sitting up from the couch as he patted his father's shoulder. 

"Mark!" Your mother glared at him, making him laugh even more. 

"Ay, I'm sorry, ma.; here, let me help you cook." Mark smiled softly, heading to the kitchen to continue his mother's left-off cooking. 

"Sometimes I forget mama is half Filipino and half Spanish."

 Pao snickered, watching you and your Kuya James (older brother) play F1 21'. 

"Isa ka pa Paolo! (You are another one, Paolo!)."

Your mother pulled away from the hug with your father as she glared at Pao.

"AH! Ma! You are the most beautiful woman, and I love you very much."

Pao's eyes widened at his mother's yelling; he sat up, approached her, and hugged her.    Your mom snickered, wrapping his arms around Pao and hugging him. 

"You know I don't like you coming home late." Your mother pouted at your father, still hugging Pao. 

"I know, mon amour, and I'm sorry, we just had so many meetings." 

Your father apologized, kissing your mother's cheek and making your mother smile. 

"Oh hey there, honey." Your father smiled, seeing you, sitting next to you.

"Hi there, father." You giggle, smiling, putting the PS4 controller down. 

"Ah, playing F1 21'?" Your father smiled at you and James. 

"Our little girl is excited to finally attend her first F1 race." James chuckled, pinching your cheek.

"Well, it's good honey that the race we're attending is at Monza; I picked it out for you cause I know you're such a Ferrari fan."

 Your father smiled, opening his arms. Smiling happily, you bury your face in his chest, sighing contentedly. 

"Thank you, Dad." you smile, looking up at your father. 

You couldn't be happier; you've been an F1 fan for many years, yet you've never attended a race. The reason you always gave was that you were busy, especially as a supermodel, which is true, but you were scared. More than worried, you never knew why. This was how you always felt, but that didn't matter anymore; attending your first race is great, and now you're excited. Your brothers attended races except for Pao; it was both your first. 

The Dela Cruz family is a complete sports fan, except when picking teams to support, especially in Formula 1. Your father and three older brothers supported Mercedes. They always have and always will. While you were a Ferrari fan, solid, as in, and then Pao, who is the complete polar opposite of you. He was a Red Bull fan, which is crazy, and you keep saying that to him. 

Soon, Your thoughts were disturbed by a long, loud flush of the toilet coming from the bathroom, causing everyone to look at the door. Laughing as they saw your other older brother, Kuya Dan (older brother), come out of the bathroom, chuckling nervously. 

"What's up? Oh hey, dad,"  He laughs, noticing your father as he smiles, sitting beside him.  

“Tagal mo tumae boi (you took so long to poop boi)” 

“Aba sino ka dyan, tagal mo din mag cr (Ah who are you there, you take long in the cr too) Dan rolled his eyes, sticking his tongue out at Pao. 

“O sya tama na yan, let’s eat! (Oh that’s enough, let’s eat!) Your mother laughs.

#f1 #f1 fanfic #f1 imagine #f1 x reader #f1 blurb #carlos sainz fanfic #carlos sainz x female reader #formula 1 au

[ravereina]

MISS YOU!

Characters: Timeskip Takuya!, Timeskip Baji!, and Chifuyu!

Cw: Fingering, Degradation, Praise, Sex toys, Overstimulation, Begging, Dry humping, Cockwarming.

Your boyfriend is always out constantly, coming back home to sleep just before dawn and he’s either beaten up or tired! Although today he had the whole day free just to be with you!! But it’s not your fault you decided to start riling him up. It all started small, placing soft kisses on his neck or offering to tie up his hair. You didn’t think much of it, but you were both so touch starved that it’s no surprise that his pants suddenly felt tighter and you felt his erection poke you while you both were wrapped up together!

NSFW UNDER CUT! <3

TAKUYA

Takuya softly walked into your shared room and layed down on the bed, staring at you from the table you were at."Takuya! I missed you!" You sprang up from your seat, smiling at Him. Sighing in relief to see that he wasn't bruised up by a fight or anything.

"Come here, love." He patted the bed, signaling you to come closer to him. You got up and sat on his lap, Staring down at his eyes. "I missed you so much." Wrapping him in a hug His heat radiating off of you. I missed you too. So much."

His hair tickled your shoulders as you sat back up to face him, peppering soft kisses on his face. While grinding your hips on him, you could feel his hardened erection poking you right where you wanted him most.

A blush covered his face as he rested his hands on your hips as he turned you to lay on your back, returning the favor by kissing your chest and waist, slowly trailing down to your thighs.

"Mm, I haven’t been home in a while. Let me take care of you, alright?" You nodded your head instead of fully answering. He felt you tense up under his touch before relaxing right back into his hands as he slowly played with you through your panties.

"You’re always so busy, Kuya, Never have time for me." You mumbled as he pulled off your panties, the cold air making you flinch as Takuya smirked, blowing air on your clit. "H-Hey!" You clenched around nothing.

"It’s ok, princess. I’ll make up for our lost time."

He smirked as he inserted a finger into you. Your brows furrowed as he caressed your waist, trailing his hands up to your chest before squeezing your breast and pinching your nipples. The stimulation on your chest had you feeling even more needy got hid touch.

“God, I got you all wet like this? You’re practically soaked..” He slipped another finger inside of you trying to loosen you up, as you tried to grind your hips to get more stimulation from the slow thrusting pace of his fingers.

“Takuya! Faster! Come on!!” You whined clenching around his fingers pleading with him. He stared back at you with a soft smile. “So so needy aren’t you? Such a whore.” He sneered, pressing his fingers against your g-spot rubbing it and thrusting his fingers into you at a rhythm that made your head spin.

"Cmon, give me one more; you can do that for me, right?" He squeezed your thigh in reassurance. His eyes were glossy, completely filled with lust as he thrusted his fingers back into you."T-Takuya- Fuck!! can’t-" You moaned out, bucking your hips up as his fingers rubbed against the sweet spot in your pussy.

"Yes, you can. It’ll feel good, you know that, love."He mumbled out, trying to console you through your impending orgasm, Staring in awe at your cunt as you clenched around his fingers.

Your hands were frantically looking for something to grasp on to, and you could feel your nerves firing up. One hand bundling up the fabric of your bed sheets while the other hand grasped his wrist, yet you didn’t try to pry it from your hole, not that you could have even if you wanted to. You shook your head as your thighs clamped down on his wrist."Too mu-much please k-kuya!" You begged, and tears filled your eyes as Takuya stared down at you.

"Hmm, Gonna rub up on me like a whore and then can’t take what I give you? I never expected my pretty girl to be so pathetic.."

He scoffed as he thrusted his fingers even deeper in your cunt, keeping a fast yet steady pace, putting pressure on your g-spot as he moved his fingers in and out of your cunt. The knot in your stomach snapped as you gushed all over his fingers with a loud cry. “See, I knew you could, Come on now open your legs I wanna see if I can make you cum on my dick on like that”

BAJI

You sat in between Baji's lap, Harsh kisses and bites attacking your neck as He pulled you closer to him, his other hand resting and occasionally squeezing your chest. “God, baby missed you so much?" He grunted out, taking your face in his hands as he tried to make you look at him.

"M’ mad at you Keisuke, Go away."You huffed out, trying to avoid Baji seeing the blush that covered your face. “Baby, I know. I said I'd make it up to you already, though." Baji climbed on top of you, his knee pressing against your cunt as he pulled your face to look at him.

You were blushing hard, shutting your eyes, trying to avoid his gaze though you could feel his eyes on you.

"Look at me, Cmon Pretty." You turned your head towards him, sticking out your tongue instead. Muttering a slight curse at him.He let go of you for a moment, and it was just complete silence and darkness as you didn’t open your eyes. You felt the dip in the bed from where Baji was spring back up, and you heard him walking away. You opened your eyes slightly to see him looking for something, and he turned around as you shut your eyes again, hearing him mumble something about you being a brat.

“Fine, be a bitch. i’ll treat you like one." He pinned your hands to the bed, opening your eyes in shock. A sharp grin on his face stared down at you. His hand slipped down to your panties a small bullet vibrator sitting right above your clit. 

"Baji.."You whined from the ache right where it was touching you.

"If you want anything, you’re going to have to beg for it, pretty." He smirked at you, watching you buck your hips to feel the vibrator back on you. Your eyes filled with tears as you finally started to beg.

"M’ really sorry baji! I won't do it again, just please—want to feel it, wanna feel you.You whined, staring up at him as he sighed ."My pretty slut ignores me when I finally come back to see her, yet she whines like a cheap whore for any bit of attention down there. "Your breath hitched as he finished speaking, pressing the vibrator directly on your clit as you squirmed and squealed.

Your legs shook and closed around his legs. You finally Thought you were able to cum. Then the vibrator stopped. Leaving you teary-eyed as he took the vibrator away. "You know I love my girl, right? That’s why I need to punish you for acting up." Sighing as he took of your panties to slowly play around with your holes.

You craved any bit of touch that you could’ve gotten from Baji, You just weren’t expecting to flinch and moan out from a slap that landed right on your puffy nub.

“Someone liked that.” he scoffed at you, returning to the same cycle of playing with your clit before slapping it. The mix of pain and pleasure had you basically crying, and all Keisuke did was laugh at your tears or plain out ignore you!

"Baji!! S-stop! Hurts! Give me a- break!"

You cried out, your pussy sopping and making a mess around your thighs and Baji's hand. "What’s wrong now? You were begging me for more a little while ago. And now it’s too much?"

Your tears stained your face as you stared up at Baji. "M-Sorry I am! really!! please baji!" You begged again, Your cunt sore and sensitive yet so needy for him inside you.

"Stop whining. You wanted to behave like a whore, so I’ll treat you like one. That’s what you wanted in the first place huh?"He groaned, taking a hair tie from his wrist to tie his hair back.

"You’re going to take your punishment like a good bitch, and I’m gonna get a taste of this pretty pussy."He placed the vibrator back on your clit before sucking and shoving his face in your cunt.

CHIFUYU

You loved moments like this with Chifuyu, watching your favorite movie with his body around your own. His face was in the crook of your neck as your hands were intertwined.

You weren’t paying attention to anything else but chifuyu, just savoring the affection and time you had with your boyfriend. The movie serving as background noise.

You snapped out of your haze just as Chifuyu trailed his hand down to your thighs, kneading at the fat of your inner thighs. "Hm? Chifuyu?" You tilted your head to look at him.

His eyes were shut as he breathed in your scent. "Shh, focus on the show."

He cut you off as he continued to play around with your thighs, his hand slowly trailing up to your cunt, inches away from it. You tried to do as he said and focus, but every time the pads of his fingertips brushed against your clit you shifted your hips, trying to get him to reach where you wanted him.

“Don’t tease, Chifuyu.” You mewled out, turning your head back to face him

He suddenly paused, before chuckling and resting his gaze on you.

"Angel, sit on my lap; let me feel you closer." He mumbled into your neck. Humming as you nodded your head, you enjoyed sitting in his lap whenever you could; it was an affectionate feeling that you both enjoyed, which usually escalated into something more intimate.

Chifuyu mumbled something incoherent as he spread his legs, making room for you. What surprised you was that immediately after you sat down, something poked you. You yelped when Chifuyu chuckled and pulled you down on his lap. "Sorry, angel, I couldn’t resist you or your perfect body."

He mumbled into your neck, trailing kisses down as he gripped onto your hips, slowly rolling them against his cock. "Fuyu.. don’t wanna do all that work." You whined out, your body contrasting your words as you grinded your hips against him. You Wrapped your arms around his neck as he kissed you deeply before pulling away. "We don’t have to; I'll let you cockwarm me, alright?." He groaned out while playing with the bottom hem of your panties.

And that's where you are now. clenching on his dick as he coos in your ear at how well you're doing. He's so soft with you, yet the grip he has on your hip, preventing you from moving, betrays his soft actions.

"Gonna sit on my dick like a pretty girl, right?" He chuckled dryly,

thrusting his hips up. Making a moan spill from your mouth as you steadied yourself with your hands on his chest. "Fuyu.. So deep." You mewled out, pressing one of your hands on your lower stomach.

"You can feel me in there, angel?" he hummed, pressing his hand down on that spot where you could feel him.

He bucked his hips up again, feeling the bulge of his dick stick out for a second. He let go of the grip on your hips, caressing your waist as he sucked and nipped at your skin, leaving red marks that would bruise.

You took that opportunity to try to rock your hips just a bit more to get off. "Ah, stay still, angel. We don't usually have time like this. Let me savor it some more, hm?" "sorry chifuyu.." You whined out, gripping onto his shoulders once again.

"No, don't be here, I wanna make my girl feel good too." He hummed out, pressing a finger on your clit before rubbing it softly.

"Mngh -ph! Chifu- Fuck!" You let out a high-pitched squeal. Holding onto his wrist. "See, You're doing so well for me, aren't ya? Go on, make a mess all over me."

He encouraged. Rubbing and rolling your clit in his fingers till he felt you clench tightly on him. Your cunt tightened as you rode out your high.

Your wetness coated your thigh and his sweats as you breathed heavily, your mind foggy from the orgasm you just had. "Think you can give me another one? I wanna make you remember this night."

First time for everything ig… Also gonna be writing a 3some fic as well soon!!!

#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers smut #Tokyo revengers x reader smut #takuya yamamoto smut #takuya yamamoto x reader #takuya x reader smut #takuya yamamoto x reader smut #baji x you #baji smut #keisuke baji x reader #keisuke baji x reader smut #keisuke Baji smut #chifuyu matsuno x reader #chifuyu x reader smut #chifuyu x you #chifuyu x reader #chifuyu smut #this is not proofread #This also kinda sucks ass but I will get better w time #plz send in tr request

[aleksanderscult]

Hello! I loved your post about Baghra and how she is a glorified egoist and super toxic!!!

I would like to know your opinion about Ana Kuya, the terrible woman who screwed and oppressed Alina when she was still a child!!!

⚠️TW!: Domestic violence and abuse!⚠️

Thanks, anon!

Apparently that's a similarity that they share, the Darkling and Alina. They both had shitty, abusive mothers. And in Ana Kuya's case it's pretty much the same. She was physically abusive and Alina and Mal remember her fondly. And that's the problem. Instead of having the characters admit that she was a horrible mother figure, we have them look back on her punishments as something...worth to be remembered fondly??

Let's dive in her most fucked-up moments.

Talking shit about the children she's assigned to look after. Alina and Mal both heard her but she's still an icon in their eyes! 😍

No 'cause imagine comparing your mother figure to some blood-thirsty creatures with sharp claws and teeth that live and thrive in darkness.

Uhh...

Excerpt No. 1, in which the protagonists talk about Ana Kuya's physically abusive behaviour.

A LETTER?!

Girl, if I were you I would say adiós and never look back. What letter are you talking about?? 😭

Ana Kuya being responsible of Alina's shame for wanting to get it on with a man. This woman and her morals are imprinted in her mind.

Imagine having to spend your last day with your love and choosing to talk about her. And the memory is again toxic 🥹

Other couples: "Let's talk about our happy memories"

Malina: "Let's talk about how our mother abused us"

They have literally zero good memories from her. Only shouting and beatings.

Now that's a woman to admire!!

Do you hear that Alina?? You must kiss their shoes otherwise you would be like that poor girl on the road! 😠

Excerpt No. 2, in which the protagonists talk about Ana Kuya's physically abusive behaviour.

Excerpt No. 3, in which the protagonists talk about Ana Kuya's physically abusive behaviour.

Excerpt No. 4, in which the protagonists talk about Ana Kuya's physically abusive behaviour.

If a child refuses to eat a food, beat it!

Aha! So she does acknowledge it, huh? But what does it matter? We forgive her in this house😍❤️

(also can we talk about how they wanted one of their friends to meet her? Like guys whyy??😭)

Thank the heavens actually.

In my opinion, children need mostly love and understanding. But they also need discipline, yes. But NOT through physical violence. NOT through constant screaming. This is wrong but it's very possible that in Ravka it's accepted and forgiven? Because I also remember reading somewhere that when Nikolai was a child and misbehaved, they were punishing his best friend physically (I haven't read the duology so please correct me if I'm wrong). So even the royal family found it normal.

But having the characters look back to it as something that was okay? And they adored her?

I'm sorry but I didn't shed one tear when she died. Botkin's death affected me more than hers ever did.

Alina when she died: "Oh my God!"

Me when she died: "Oh thank God!"

#anti ana kuya #alina starkov #the darkling #anti mal oretsev #mal oretsev #anti malina #shadow and bone #siege and storm #ruin and rising #grishaverse #grishaverse trilogy

[anyalovesu]

tolerate it.

xi. drawing hearts in the byline.

—“i had to watch him sleep. i was afraid if i woke up i would have to endure the life long pain of losing the person i loved the most just days before i learned how to accept it. i couldn’t do it. i was so mad at him for letting himself be in that kind of situation.”

Two days passed by slowly and painfully. Though her brother and Leon called regularly, it did not come close to suffice the emptiness that she felt. It did not even come remotely close to the feeling of just having them around.

The office was unusually quiet without Santi and Yves arguing about something, so the past two days just felt odd. There was a pit in her stomach and a chilling feeling that was bothering her. Eli was half sure Ynes could feel it too by the way they kept on glancing at each other. The both of them were anticipating something to go awry but could not pinpoint exactly what it was.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

Eli and Ynes rushed to pick up the telephone by their office door, but Eli manages to beat her to it, receiving the call herself.

Ynes witnessed how her bestfriend’s face fell, the more the story progressed. Judging by the way she just started sobbing quietly was enough for her  to confirm that something DID go awry, and it’s not good.

“Babes, anong nangyari?” Ynes was beginning to panic as well when Eli fell to her knees as soon as she drops the call. “Elijah Yang, magsalita ka naman! Sino ang tumawag? Bakit ka umiiyak?”

“It’s Kuya Yves,” Ynes could feel her heart drop to her stomach at the sound of her brother’s name falling out of her best friend’s lips. “Nasaksak raw si Kuya Santi at Leon,” she choked out, voice shaky as Ynes held her tight.

Elijah’s head was once again malfunctioning, unable to form any coherent thoughts as soon as she was contacted by Soren Yang that their flight is already fixed and they’re headed to Cebu in 3 hours. But 3 hours is still too long. The thought that the lives of the two of her most prized people are at stake and she is 500 miles away from them made her mind go haywire. 

What if Yves Hwang lied and none of them are actually okay? What if Kuya Santi is fighting for his life right now and Leon is in critical condition?

Eli’s foot tapped on the van’s floor as they were on their way to the airport. This time, not even Ynes or Cielo could manage to calm her down. 

It was all just so unfair. Just when she thought she was slowly adjusting and becoming alright, life will find a way to scare her out of it. It would be so much easier to just watch Leon walk away again, but his life being at risk this time—him being at a real risk that she will never get to see her again terrifies the living shit out of her. And the mere fact that her brother, her first and number 1 source of support, is also in the same situation makes things even worse.

“I swear to God, if something bad happens to Santiago, I will break Alejandro Sim’s neck in two,” Soren Yang was fuming in anger, his protective side jumping out as soon as Yves Hwang confirms to them that the culprits have admitted that they were working for Alejandro Sim, the patriarch of the Sim Clan.

The same family that had accepted her for the past years… has done this to her brother and Leon?

“How the hell is Alejandro Sim involved in this?” Elijah spats, feeling the same anger rushing through her father run through her as well. “Dad? Pa? Anong hindi n’yo pa sinasabi sa akin?”

“Not now, Eli, andito si Cielo–”

“For fuck’s sake Dad! Hindi lang naman si Cielo at si Kuya ang anak n’yo! Anak n’yo rin ako!”

“You want to know what happened, ha? Ruby Elijah?” Soren’s voice filled the van that even Genevieve Hwang was rendered unable to speak. But Eli, being the clone of Soren Yang in almost every aspect they could think of, did not back down. If it’s going to hurt her to know the truth, then be it.

“Tell me,” she bravely replies, standing her ground, tired of the bullshit she has been putting up since the entire engagement was announced. She didn’t understand why so much was being kept away from things that she should know. And so this might be the only chance she’ll get to hear the truth, unfiltered from her own parents.

“Alejandro Sim has been playing puppets with you since Leon made his mistake four years ago. Noong nalaman n’ya na nagkakamabutihan na kayo ng apo n’ya ay nagsimula na s’yang mag obsess over the fact that they could be the ones merging with our family instead of the Parks. He’s been forcing Isaac to stay with you for the money. We figured you would know what to do when you find out on your own, pero parang wala kang plano na malaman kung ano ba talaga ang pakay ng pamilya ni Sim sa’yo.” Soren Yang did not hold back, though he refused to look at Elijah out of fear that his heart would break at the face of Eli finding out the whole truth. He hasn’t been the best father to her, he was well aware of that, but the sight of his only daughter’s heart breaking would’ve been too much. He had a son whose life is at stake right now, it wasn’t the right time for him to falter. 

“Yes, we caused the drift sa mga relasyon n’yo ni Leon before the engagement, but just so you know, it did not take a lot for your boyfriend to crack under pressure. As soon as he heard na alam namin na he has been sleeping with his co-intern sa hospital ay bumigay at pumayag na s’ya. He knows we could ruin his medical career kapag nalaman mo na niloloko ka na n’ya, which he has been for so long mula pa noong naging sunod-sunuran s’ya sa lolo n’ya. We could take him off the program and blacklist him practically everywhere even outside the country and his family could do nothing about it dahil pagmamay-ari ng mga Yoon ang hospital at ang medical school na pinasukan n’ya. That kid has no shame really. He had the nerve to cheat on my daughter inside the same institution that my grandparents built. I can ruin his life if I wanted to, Elijah. But I did not want to break your heart even more than I already did dahil alam ko kung gaano mo kamahal ang tarantado na ‘yon.”

Soren Yang has always been calculated. His every move, every word was always planned and he knows how it is going to affect other people. He knew he did what he did to minimize his daughters pain and he will never be regretful of that.

Elijah could only sit there in silence. Isaac. What she thought was her saving grace was toying her all along.

Isaac.

Her Isa.

“Now that you already know what really is happening, I’m leaving the last word to you, Ruby. Sabihin mo lang and I will do whatever your heart pleases.”

Elijah should know better than to make decisions when she’s at the height of her emotions but feeling that much anger and resentment towards a person was all to foreign to her. She had given all her heart and soul to Isaac for the past four years and that’s how it has been? Even going as far as cheating on her and making up things about how he had to let her go?

Elijah wanted nothing more than to make him suffer for the rest of his life, show him just how much he’s fucked up. He’s damn lucky there’s better things for Eli to worry about.

“Making Alejandro Sim go to hell is something I never wanted to do until now,” Eli replied to Soren, surprisingly in a calm manner. But the cold calm sound of her voice was enough to send chills to both of her parents’ spine. 

Eli has always been the soft Yang, as most would tell. Ang Yang na hindi marunong lumaban. Even Ynes can testify to that. More than many times, Elijah allowed people to push her over. She came from a long line of businessmen and people in the construction industry, who grew to be cunning and sharp—many believed Elijah was not like that. Admittedly Soren Yang thought so too, after he watched her daughter let her get played by the Sims.

Not until now.

No one is completely certain how far Elijah will take this, not even her own parents. Getting cheated on, getting played, now with Leon and Santi getting stabbed under their word? The woman could only take so much. 

—

“Bobo ka talaga, Kuya!” That was the first thing that came out of Ynes’ mouth as soon as they reached the hospital before reaching for Yves’ hand, examining how bad his injuries were. “Tanga tanga! Nasan sila Kuya Santi?”

“Nagpapahinga. Natutulog yata sila ngayon, sinasalinan ng dugo si Leon,” He explained. “Nakapagdonate naman agad si Tobi, so okay na. Nagpapahinga nalang.”

It was as if Elijah felt her blood drained out of her at that very moment that she heard what Yves had said. The way Bianca reacted wasn’t any different, clinging to Elijah’s arm while Cielo clung on the other. 

“Sabi ko kasi magingat kayo!” Elijah snaps at them as soon as they find them awake, even finding the nerve to laugh at something when she enters the room. “Ano? Sabi ko mag-ingat tapos magpapasaksak kayong dalawa? Ikaw mambubugbog pa?”

It was a surprise that Tobias wasn’t harmed as much as the other three considering his own history of basag ulo during their highschool days. But he then explained that unlike Yves and her own brother, his first instinct was to rush to aid his injured brothers, which honestly would’ve been the safer option unlike how her brother handled it.

“Galit na galit, oo,” Santi shrugged, carefully opening his arms to reach for his little sister. “Malayo naman sa bituka.”

“Sa may atay ka ngang nasaksak na tanga ka, ha!” she retorts at him, playfully hitting the top of his head just for the sake of telling him how upset she was because of his impulsive decision.

“That’s your best friend they messed with, Ellie,” he sighed, shaking his head as he glanced towards Leon’s figure on the next bed, talking to his little sister and Cielo. “Hindi naman ako papayag na ganoon na lang ‘yon.”

“Oh tapos nasaksak ka rin,” Elijah rolled his eyes at him, knowing too well that he meant well. The Yangs really did have a knack for acting on impulse, the two of them were living proof of that.

“What is going to happen with Isaac now?” he asked, the question seemed to gain everyone’s attention. He sighed, looking ever so guilty for bringing it up.

“He would be a fool to think he’ll get away with cheating on a Yang, kuya,” Eli hummed at her older brother. “Messing with two Yangs is a bold move. Him and his grandfather will get the message, Papa and I will make sure of that. Alright? Don’t worry about it.”

“You’re not going to go crazy again—”

“You went after an armed man, kuya. You’re not in a good position to tell me not to do stupid shit. And it’s not stupid if it means na malalaman nila kung sino ang akala nilang binibilog nila.”

“Ellie.”

“Papa has my back, kuya,” she smiled at him, squeezing his hand to assure her older brother that everything will be alright before she moved to the other bed where Leon was.

“Hi stupid,” Elijah sighed at him, trying to make the situation lighter than it really was. Leon looked tired as his eyes trailed on the tear stains on Elijah’s puffy face from all the crying she’s done the entire trip to Cebu out of anxiety on how they were doing.

Leon’s hand carefully reaches up to her face and wipes the remaining tears that were there. “Hi baby,” he chuckled. “Kiss?”

Elijah could not help but flick his forehead at his response. “Talaga ba? May tahi ka na nga sa tagiliran, kiss pa rin ang gusto mo ha? Nakakagalit ka Leon Abel ha!”

“You have no idea half the shit I went through thinking kung buhay ka pa ba tapos that’s all? Kiss lang, Leon? Gusto mo bang dagdagan ko ang saksak mo sa tagiliran ha?”

“Kiss lang eh,” he pouted. “Nasaksak na nga wala pang kiss!”

It baffled Elijah that after all that, he’s just asking for a kiss like it would fix everything—like it was going to make her back out from sending Sim Inc. into bankruptcy and exposing Isaac for his infidelity. Before Elijah knew it, tears were already falling down her face again before she leans down and kisses his forehead before pressing another one on his lips. 

“Tangina mo, akala ko mamamatay ka na!” She cried, leaning against his shoulder as soon as she pulled away. “Tangina mo talaga. I thought I was going to lose you again, Leon. Akala ko mawawala na kayo ni Kuya sa akin. I swear to God.”

“I’m sorry, baby,” he sighed heavily, placing a light hand on the top of her head, carefully running his fingers through her hair. “Dapat nag-ingat kami ni Kuya Santi.”

“Paano kung wala si Kuya Tobi ha? Paano kung walang magdo-donate sa’yo ng dugo agad?” She kept on babbling worst case scenarios, which broke his heart to hear. 

It was that bad for her to think of. Leon thought to himself. 

“We’re okay, baby,” he mumbled against her hair, kissing the side of her head repeatedly. “Tahan na po. I’m sorry hindi kami nagingat ni kuya.”

“Don’t leave me again, Leon,” Eli sobbed on his shoulder like a child, recalling how she heard the news from Yves earlier that day and how she’s here now, assured that she’s not losing anyone.

“They’re gonna have to do better than that to kill me, Ellie,” he joked. “Which we’re not going to allow to happen again, right? Tahan ka na. Okay na kami ni Kuya. Okay na.”

Eli did not sleep that night. She managed to watch Leon sleep all night, making sure that he was breathing, afraid that he would stop if she slept even for a minute. Her heart raced at the thought of losing him, so as much as she wanted to rest, her brain would not let her, pestering her with thoughts that Leon would not wake up if she slept. So she kept both eyes open all night.

All that concerned Leon. Her medication normally made her sleepy, knowing that she was able to fight off the drowsiness means that something big really was bothering her and not to sound cocky but he knew he was the one she was thinking about. It made him guilty actually that Eli was losing sleep because of him.

“Hey, it’s okay, baby, you can sleep,” Leon cooed as he pulled her head closer to his shoulder. “It’s alright. Gigisingin kita kapag malapit na tayo, okay?”

Eli looked at him, still refusing to give in to his false belief but Leon was persistent, “sige na, wag ka na munang matigas ang ulo, Eli.”

“Later na,” she mumbled, but still moved to rest her head on his shoulder, careful not to make him move him too much. “Pag nasa hotel na ako tutulog. Malapit na rin naman.”

Aside from the fact that Soren Yang came from the founders of one of the most successful and world renowned medical institutions, he also came from a long line of successful hoteliers in the world and is now sitting in position as the CEO of Yoon Hotels Corp. So it didn’t take a lot of negotiation for them to find a hotel that will safeguard their family for the time being that the three are at risk for flying back to Manila.

Realizing that made Leon sit there in awe at really how much pressure Eli has been carrying from the moment she was born after seeing how successful all her family members have been. It’s a blur at how much their families wanted to make sure they married before the construction of that damn hotel was started, when they all know that the Yoons’ and the Yangs’ money could damn well build that hotel from the ground up without so much as help from the Parks. Both of the Yoon siblings are either waiting on the retirement of their parents or are now in position as the rightful owners, with Soren Yang, the oldest, being the CEO of Yoon Hotels Corp and Philomena Yoon waiting on the retirement of her mother before she steps into place for Valiente Medical. Elizalde Yang, on the other hand, is just waiting for his father to retire and he will be stepping into position as the Yang Group Co.’s CEO and well, Santiago Yang will be stepping in for the position that he will be leaving. 

Unlike him, his grandparents have built their company from scratch and are fairly new if compared to the legacy that both sides of Elijah’s family have left. Eli has always been required to be great. Always has to be good and present herself as someone fully capable of rising to her family’s greatness. Half of his struggles of being trained to step in for his father was probably not even half of the shit that Eli has to go through, and all that without that assurance that she will even inherit any of the companies that her parents are running. It really must’ve been cruel to wonder what she had done wrong to always be replaced after all the hard work she has done to present herself so perfectly all the time.

Leon managed to get Eli to sleep once they got to the hotel after making a promise that he wouldn’t die while she was asleep.

It was as peaceful as Leon remembers, Eli sleeping while he held her. The past three nights were as miserable as he remembers, he couldn’t even find himself in a comfortable position even if he tried. This was the first time his chest felt at ease as he listened to her soft breathing while she snuggled closer to him.

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“Are you okay baby?” Leon asked as they sat on the dining table in the hotel room, noticing the gloom in Eli’s face as she set her phone down. Her eyes were glossed over as she looks up at him which make his chest tighten at the sight. “Bakit umiiyak?”

Eli knows she should probably tell him. Everything—that is. He deserves to know just how much love she has for him and how all of a sudden he was all that mattered to her. 

Silence was overrated after all, but silence with Leon was beyond priceless. It was calm and comforting—assuring even without so many words just his presence alone. And somehow, somewhere deep inside her, it makes her think that it has always been this way with Leon. Maybe it’s because Leon’s the only friend that she’s known for that long or the fact that it felt like Leon loved her just as much—but the silence— the one that she hated so much yesterday and all the other days without Leon, didn’t feel that way anymore now that he is here.

And he should know that right?

Eli didn’t know what to say, just shrugged and kept eating. She has never been more sure than before if she loved Leon. All of a sudden, now that he’s back, she never wants to go back to the time where there wasn’t a Leon in her life. 

Because no one in this world can love Ruby Elijah Yang the same way Leon Abel Park will.

Nothing in this world will feel just quite like Leon Abel and that’s scary because she can’t explain why and she is afraid of losing it again.

“Ellie?” Leon calls again, breaking her out of her trance. He had his arm stretched out in front of her, bringing the tissue close to her face to wipe her tears away.  “Aalat na yang pagkain mo, iniyakan mo na ng iniyakan.”

“Tarantado,” she curses before taking the tissue from his hand and slapping it away.

“Uninom ka ba ng gamot kagabi?” He asked, seeing how somber her facial expressions were since he first saw her again.

Eli shook her head no. “I forgot.”

“Bakit hindi? Gising ka pa naman ng 8PM kagabi ah?”

“Bakit alam mo ang schedule ng gamot ko?”

“What kind of fiance am I if I didn't know?” he looked at her feigning offense before laughing and admitting, “I asked Kuya Santi for your schedule. Noong isang buwan pa, para alam ko kung hindi ka umiinom ng gamot. Pero nakela Ynes ka naman every dinner so I assume you have them para ipaalala na uminom ka ng gamot.”

“You were shivering in your sleep noong umidlip kagabi. Nakalimutan ko nang uminom.”

“Nilamig lang ako!” he chuckled, munching on the chicken on his plate. “Ito naman.”

Eli did not reply, just shrugging off his joke. But in reality, it almost gave her a heart attack when he began shivering in his sleep, clutching her hand and tugging on the blanket he was given.

“I love you too much to leave you like that.”

Eli’s head snaps up to look at him, shocked at what had just slipped out of his mouth. “Ha?”

“Halaman.”

“Fuck you, Leon.”

“Please?”

“Oh my god! Seryoso kasi!”

“You want me to say it again?”

There was a fat pause after that as if she was contemplating on what her answer would be even if it was loud and clear of what it is,

Of course. I want to hear you say it again. Eli thought to herself.

“I love you, Ellie,” he repeats to her, unprovoked, smiling like the happiest little puppy that the world has ever seen. The complacent look on his face really just adds up to it, like he was smug and most definitely proud that he did not have any trouble admitting that.

After all, what is there to be afraid of?

Eli was and always will be his favorite song. Maybe that was why it didn’t take a lot for him to love her over again, because it’s not hard to sing the words to your old favorite song that you know by heart. 

Also because everyone else was right, he did have so much love for her, he was just terrified of admitting it—because for once in his life, the stakes are higher if he loses her. And he doesn’t want to lose Eli in a more painful way that there will be—so he blew the fire out when it started to get so big that someone noticed it.

But it’s different now. He knows better now. 

And better was being wherever Elijah Yang was. 

Better was being close to Elijah Yang.

Better was finally following where the magnetic force pulled him, and all the charges lead him back to Elijah Yang.

Accepting that he was in fact, in love with Elijah Yang, was something he didn’t think would take a stab wound on his side and seeing her crying in fear that she was going to lose him for him to realize. 

But he knows better now.

Leon loves Elijah Yang. 

And soon, she’ll be taking his last name with hers.

extras: (philomena yoon and elijah yang's conversation)

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ characters ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ previous ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ next ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

#enha angst #sunghoon angst #angst #sunghoon #jake #jay #heeseung #ni-ki #sunoo #jungwon #forced marriage #forced proximity #filo!enha #enhypen angst #enhypen #park sunghoon #sim jaeyun #park jongseong #lee heeseung #nishimura riki #kim sunoo #yang jungwon

[halfetirosie]

For the character meme: How about Eiden?

Here we fuckin go, it's Protag-Appreciation Time!

⋇⋆✦⋆⋇ Eiden ⋇⋆✦⋆⋇

First impression

Relatable King! So damn likable!!! I wanna be best friends with him!!!!!!

Take notes, game developers everywhere! THIS is how you create a relatable character that’s actually interesting and doesn’t have as little personality as an unsalted Saltine cracker!

Impression now

PROTECT THIS MAN!!! He is so silly and so precious!!! ♡♡♡

The more I learn about Eiden, the more I like him! It will never NOT be funny how many different part-time jobs he’s had, it will never NOT be funny how horny he is 24/7 (literally me). I also greatly appreciate how creative/artistic he is, from his music-writing skills, “toy” design, and even clothing design! What the hell, he’s so talented! Blessed by the gods! I’m jealous!!!

Favorite moment

Can an entire event count as a “moment?” I love how in the Rainy Season event, Eiden gets to actually fully converse with Topper and Father!

Also, during this same event, you know that part when Eiden goes into Rei’s memory? This little exchange lives in my memory rent-free:

It’s short, it’s sweet, it’s sad, and it hits me right in the heart.

Idea for a story

I mentioned this in my Edmond post, but I have an Eiden/Edmond fic planned for sometime in the future! In the fic, Edmond will accidentally gain an animal companion. The fic will be told from Eiden perspective, as he watches Edmond grow his relationship with his little friend. I haven’t decided if it will include any NSFW elements, but if it does, the animal friend may or may not encourage Edmond to spend quality time with his “mate.” :)

Unpopular opinion

This might be more of an unpopular headcanon than an unpopular opinion, but I refuse to believe the theory that Eiden is a fragment of Huey (and that Rin is the other half). Absolutely not!!!!

If I’m being honest, this is moreso just wishful thinking/heavy denial on my part. The support for that theory is, objectively, fairly promising so far. But unless it’s explicitly spelled out for us, I vehemently refuse to believe it.

Why, you ask? Because I am a proud member of the Huey Haters Club!!!! Fuck Huey, all my homies hate Huey!!!!! But I like Eiden, so I do not want him to be directly associated with the original Huey’s literal soul. Being Huey descendant is fine, or maybe even an alternate version of Huey from the Earth dimension (à la NU World), but NOT Klein’s original Huey!!! Please, I am begging and praying!!!!!

Favorite relationship

His relationship with Edmond, because I’m predictable! 

Favorite headcanon

Eiden has a FUCKton of suppressed rage. Like, we have seen angry Eiden at certain parts of the story (especially the early parts, like when he’s meeting Kuya and Dante) and during events. We also know from childhood flashbacks that he was a grumpy and angry kid. However, I think that’s only scratching the surface.

You know how several of the clan members have repressed their sexuality? I think Eiden represses the full extent of his anger. He has dealt with so much shit his entire life, he’s probably boiling with fury, but he’s learned not to express it because it’ll only make things worse for him. So, while he's well-adjusted an mature for the most part, I think there's a big hidden side of him that's itching to FIGHT, y'know?

#nu carnival #nu: carnival #nu carnival eiden

[idololivine]

because I am me as a person (i.e. someone who was classically trained in singing and honestly had a good shot at professional opera if I wanted it) I have also. been idly daydreaming about an opera house AU

Olivine as this child prodigy-slash-rising star within the opera world; 25 is, in the grand scheme of opera, young. careers often don't fully launch until a singer is in their 30s because the voice takes time to mature.

but Olivine, having participated in church choir since he was old enough to read sheet music, got picked up young because he was so clearly talented, and then spent the next two-ish decades being pressured towards professional opera as a career while being told that his voice was a gift from God

except... deep down, he doesn't love performing. or, he loves performing, but he doesn't love it enough for everything surrounding it; the auditions, the freelance schedule, the sheer pressure of it all.

but he can't admit that to himself, because he's so painfully aware of how privileged he is. how many people could afford the training he had? the language lessons, the acting lessons? how many people can say their parents support their singing career this strongly? how many people have the sheer talent? he's met so many who had this dream and just couldn't cut it, one way or another. doesn't he owe it to them to succeed?

that's a pretty wrong thing to believe, of course. Other Things Happen (not knowing what things happen is always the greatest reason why I don't write plotty fic; I have thoughts about themes and character arcs but not the Actual Happenings) and by the end he decides that he's much happier as a singing teacher, supporting others in their own passions.

B-plot: it's an opera house AU and not an opera AU, which means ballet

Edmond, Dante, and Blade are our local ballet dancers with a play on the themes of privilege in Olivine's main arc

Blade is the opera house's resident choreographer. silly mode Blade is his day to day mode and murder Blade is the flow state he goes into when he's really really focused on his work. he's autistic and dance and choreography is one of the ways in which he really feels like he can truly express himself.

Edmond is very very privileged - legacy dancer with a famous ballerina mom, classes since he was old enough to walk, never a worry about being able to afford new shoes and other ballet gear. (can you tell I don't do ballet?) but he's also conscientious enough to be aware of his privilege, so he puts in more work than most so he can truly earn his place by anyone's measure.

Dante, on the other hand, is an orphan who only managed to get classes via free programs when he was young, and scholarships when he got older. he's had to work insanely hard just to get his foot in the door, and a billion times harder to surpass his peers. he doesn't resent anyone for being plain luckier, but he's not exactly here to make friends, either.

C-plot: other characters are here too

Yakumo is truly an amazing baritone and is magnificent when he gets in the zone, but he's so overwhelmingly anxious that he flubs auditions and holds back rehearsals A Lot

Eiden is... a composer maybe...? I don't know how modern composers function. but I assume it would put him in touch with singers and dancers.

Aster is, the owner of the opera house, or something? Morvay is his sexy secretary.

Quincy is the master carpenter in charge of making sets. extremely underrated but important job. he's not a prideful guy, but it feels fulfilling to create pieces that are so foundational to the shows the opera house puts on.

Kuya is one of those diva singers who's an absolute bitch to work with but they're SO famous that the crew just puts up with the terrible behavior. to his credit, sometimes the stuff he demands indirectly or directly makes the show better. directors hate him.

I don't know how GaruKaru and Rei fit into this actually. they don't translate very easily to a performing arts AU. maybe Rei's a former ballet dancer who sustained an injury that took him out of dance entirely, and now he does sports medicine.

#my posts #writing tag

[nucanitickles]

Garu + Karu Get Got Drabble + Headcanons

Eiden was back in the game now!!

He laughed as Garu squirmed beneath him, occasional golden flashes in his eyes reminding him of Karu's presence. However, Garu seemed thoroughly intent on enjoying the tickly torment, as his tail wagged rapidly.

"Having fun, Garu?" He danced his fingers along the wolf-boy's stomach, which had been willingly presented when the yokai had stretched out upon his lap. It may not have been verbal, but good god was he asking for it, stretching out like that! It had been too long since Eiden got to play about finding new ticklish spots on new clanmates...

"Yehehes!" Garu giggled wildly, taking the human aback with his honesty.

He'd been getting Edmond too much lately, clearly.

Or maybe Garu just didn't have the same embarrassment some of his more lee clanmates had.

"Good!" Eiden laughed, scratching playfully at his ribs before flitting his hands across his body. His underarms got a good reaction, as did his knees - he nearly got kicked in the face when he squeezed them, and the pup had laughed out an apology that just melted any irritation Eiden may have felt. It had provided him the opportunity to find his worst spot though - as Garu had kicked his boots off when they started playing earlier, and the yokai's feet were easily his most sensitive spot. Focusing a little on the sensitive skin underneath his toes, he leaned down towards Garu, grinning wickedly.

Whatever he was going to say was disrupted by Karu's hand pressing firmly against his face, the yokai's laughter changing from happy and playful to forced and withheld. Without fail Eiden slowed down the tickles, until eventually Karu was just giggling.

"Sorry about that, Karu," he apologised, smiling brightly at the now-golden eyed pup. "Garu wanted to play, do you want me to stop?"

Karu growled a little, trying to force the smile off his face as he contemplated. Eiden kept the soft tickles going, watching little shivers wrack his frame every so often, before he got a response.

"Grrr... Keep it like that!"

"Yes sir!"

💙💛💙💛💙

💙 Ok so both Garu and Karu have different preferences in my mind so this is gonna be a long one bear with me

💙 Garu loves tickles. 100% a lee, he has no shame about it either and it flusters some of the other clan members (cough Edmond cough) to no end. This man will straight up ask for tickles and stretch himself out ready and waiting for you with his tail wagging a mile a minute - he is adorable and he goddamn knows it.

💛 Karu, meanwhile, I would classify him as a ler but he's just not very good at it. I just don't see Karu being very into tickling, or at least not the playful kind. The soft, gentle, relaxing kind I can see him enjoying, as long as the ler listens to what he says. But if Karu was to enjoy any form of playful tickling, I think he'd have to be the ler.

💙 Garu's laugh is very bright and giggly, with a lot of snorts that just make him (and his ler) laugh even harder. He's very honest as well - he won't deny his enjoyment or his ticklishness, which can sometimes leave his ler a little dumbfounded because how often do you tickle a lee who doesn't try and lie? Not that often.

💛 Karu's laughter, on the other hand, is a lot more staggered. He tries to hold his breath, keep his laugh in, and all in all its very stuttery. If he willingly gets those gentle tickles I mentioned, his laugh is very breathy and quiet, and you could probably mistake it for heavy breathing if you weren't listening properly. Both are cute though.

💙 As a ler, Garu is eager to please. I think he'd more often act as an accomplice rather than of his own volition, assisting Kuya or Blade in a tickle-war as opposed to going solo. He'd be very enthusiastic about his job though - so enthusiastic that any accidental scratches from his claws can be overlooked.

💛 Karu, meanwhile, is 100% a solo man unless it's Kuya, who has taken the young Yokai under his wing (tail?) to teach him the art of tickling. Karu idolises Kuya, and the fox is the only one Karu will let tickle him properly as it's for 'educational purposes'.

#nu carnival tickling #ticklish!garu #ticklish!karu #lee!garu #ler!garu #lee!karu #ler!karu

[asmo-cosmetics]

like the thing that irritates me most is that it would be so easy to make kuya cute. it would literally be so easy. it would fit so perfectly with his established personality and flaws that i keep getting surprised that they DON'T do it.

he just needs to fall in love with eiden. he wouldn't know it, he wouldn't get it, and he would be deeply confused by it. it would be fucking adorable. he would get jealous seeing eiden with the other clan members, especially quincy, or even someone like blade or olivine who just very openly expresses affection for him. and he wouldn't probably even realize he was jealous, either, because he's ~too powerful for stuff like that.~ and it frustrates him because he is that powerful, this shouldn't be happening to him, he didn't even feel this way about huey, and he actually respected huey.

there would be a card story where kuya was just sort of observing eiden having a normal day, intending to play a prank or mess with him or something, but instead he just ends up... watching. eiden kisses yakumo on the cheek while he cooks and he blushes. he teases edmond, has tea with aster, listens to rei talk about his work even though he obviously doesn't get it, and kuya watches, feeling a million miles away.

or a story where he does prank eiden, but goes way too far and eiden genuinely gets upset, blows up at him, refuses to talk to him, and kuya... cares? maybe even... misses him? potentially even considers the fact that he did something wrong, instead of just blaming it on eiden being young or an idiot or on some cultural difference between humans and yokai? and now they're both sulking and aster makes quincy do something about it because they're killing the vibes in the mansion.

even his scenes would be cuter, he wouldn't even change that much, he'd just be a little gentler of a dom, a little more affectionate, maybe acting completely like his usual self but then stops when eiden protests and asks is this okay, young master? are you okay? do you need anything? because he still loves messing with him, but he gets worried, because he has to accept that there are things about humans, and even eiden specifically, that he doesn't just Know, and he could hurt him, or upset him, and he actually cares about that.

stories where eiden gets surprised by kuya doing something thoughtful, and he laughs and says wow, who knew you were actually a sweetheart somewhere in there! and kuya's heart skips a beat, maybe he even gets a little flustered, you know, god forbid. because yeah they've had sex but if kuya's nice, eiden hugs him or squeezes his hand or kisses him, and kuya doesn't know what to do with that.

it would be so easy. i literally keep expecting it to happen somehow in the game because it makes so much sense to me it's like i'm getting edged

#i want him to be whipped god damn it #nu: carnival #neon carnival #eiden nu carnival #kuya nu carnival

[tired-apa]

You know why this chapter 14 pt.2 made me a crying mess after reading? It's bcs of how it answered my questions i had since i started playing this game, the way they reveal why garu's gem is separated from him, unlike the other clan members who obviously and mentioned that it is totally attached to their body and even tried to take it out but they just can't and it is very painful.

The way it made sense to me how g/karu's granpa doesn't sound like just some dude who just decided to live in the dead zone, and the stories makes more sense why his granpa, or in this case cashiel, wanted garu to meet new people bcs he rlly is just a damage child and was literally forced to grow up, he was concern that garu might go through the worse again🥹

I just care for garu so much, but i rlly wanna acknowledge the fact that it was not only eiden who told how much garu has grown, but also kuya too😭 like im not even being bias to kuya as he is my fav, but remembering that kyuya was also the first to help garu with this yokai things plus him bringing to the banquet, they were together in their first event, it just doing something in my brain that kuya looks out for garu too.

Baby garu karu, i love you so much GOD I RLLY UNDERSTAND WELL WHY ALL OF THE CLAN MEMBERS HAVE A SOFT SPOT FOR YALL UEUEUEUE

#nu: carnival #nuca #nucarnival #another one of those nights where i only think abt nuca #Nuca is my disease #I NEED to see more rei kuya g/karu interactions

[a-not-so-clean-blog]

Nu carnival ftm boyfriend being dysphoric ♦️(Morvay)

Yakumo

He will sit with you and talk if you need it. He wants to comfort you and he's very likely to make you a cup of tea or your favorite meal to help you feel better. He may not know what to say specifically but he reminds you of just how much he loves you and why.

Edmond

He doesn't really get what the big deal is. As long as you say you're a man he's going to treat you like a man, and if anyone else disagrees well… He's not usually one for mockery but will definitely have words with anybody who is rude to you about your gender. If you vent to him you'll try his best to listen but honestly stuff that personal makes him uncomfortable. He'll never turn you down or say no to listening to you, but he doesn't like that he doesn't know how to help.

Olivine

He will pray to the god of Klein for your piece of mind. Man also has huge honkers so he may make a joke about that to lighten your mood. Of course he'll be blushing like mad if he does. Hes really good about talking and listening and you know he would never use your insecurities against you. He will try and give advice but after will always double check that he didn't cross any boundaries.

Quincy

He's not entirely sure what to do in this situation, so he asks. He'll ask you what you need or what you want from him and if he can accommodate he will. If you need anything specifically he's even willing to talk to the old fox to get them for you. He may ask you to do simple tasks like chop wood for him. It's a simple way to not only distract you, but build muscle and make you feel more masc.

Kuya

Actually a pretty simple fix for him. He is going to make a magic crystal necklace for you that casts an illusion so anyone who looks at you while you're wearing it sees you as however you want to be seen. Oh and if the reason you're feeling dysphoric is because someone misgendered you… well let's just say they won't ever bother you again.

Blade

You explain dysphoria to him and he sort of understands? He thinks it's similar to how he feels human despite having an edroid body. It's actually really interesting talking to him about the differences between your dysphoria and his dysmorphia. He often uses reading and learning as a coping tool for himself so if you're feeling bad he's going to invite you on a library date.

Garu

You're feeling bad about yourself? Proceeds to tell you how amazing you are and how he's confused about why you feel bad. Once you explain the bad feelings aren't something you can control and it's about how other people perceive you he is still just as confused. He wants to know who's perceiving you wrong so he can tell them just how good you are.

Karu

He's got no idea what's going on, but that's okay because he loves you anyway. If someone misgendered you he's going to insult them. “Wow I didn't realize humans were blind and stupid. That one can't even tell you're a boy.” He never comforts you directly but he's always speaking up for you even if he thinks you're not in the room.

Dante

He's not going to let you have self image tissues while he's around. If he can get his hands on something that'll make you feel better he will. Whether that be tailor made clothes that fit perfectly and make you look flat, or a rare herb that acts like HRT, or really anything, nothing is too great for him to do for you. If you ask if he can make a workout routine for you to help with some of your image issues he will be really excited. He can use the workouts to help you shape your body how you want, and use it to sneak a peek.

Rei

He'll do the surgery himself if you ask… this is also his go-to response if you tell him that you're feeling dysphoric. I don't trust him with a scalpel anywhere near me, but that decision is up to you to make. He's not good at soft comfort but he can definitely talk you through some of your feelings. He can probably also explain why your brain chemistry is like that and rationalize everything you're feeling. I don't know if he's trying to help or just info dumping though.

Eiden

He is SO good at being a supportive boyfriend! It doesn't matter if you came out two minutes ago or two years ago, he loves you for who you are on the inside. He may be the only person here who's got experience with trans people in a modern sense. He's the first to make a sarcastic comment if someone misgenders you, and knows the importance of a good distraction when you're feeling bad. Also being a designer has the perks of knowing how to make binders and packers.

Aster

Is it something money can fix? He's more than happy to help you transition physically, but he's very awkward when it comes to listening to you talk about dysphoria. He doesn't really know how to be emotionally supportive, but he's trying. He may “accidentally” order too much herb that can be used to increase testosterone and be graceful enough to share with you. He will also use you to test cute clothes and is very vocal when something makes you look flat or particularly masc.

Morvay

This can go one of two ways. Either he's really sweet and sits down and lets you vent about whatever you're feeling, or he hands you a strap on and tells you to fuck him like the man you are. Either way he's not leaving you alone until you feel better. Even if you say you want some space he'll just sit in the corner of the room because he doesn't want to leave you alone when you feel bad and always wants you to know that he's there for you.

#Nu carnival Yakumo #nu carnival Edmond #nu carnival olivine #nu carnival Quincy #nu carnival Kuya #nu carnival Garu #nu carnival Dante #nu carnival Rei #nu carnival Aster #nu carnival Morvay #nu carnival Eiden #nu carnival x reader #nu carnival #a degenerate writes #x ftm reader #x ftm #x trans reader #♦️

[sol-shines]

Hiiiiii my sunshine!!! I’m here to be a distraction :)

Anyways here’s a ton of questions for you. While hearing about any of them would be good, the Cebu trio or Mickey or literally any of the MM crew would be 👀👀👀

1: are they associated with a certain color? what color do they wear the most?

5: how do they typically dress? does their wardrobe lean more towards practicality or aesthetics?

21: their favorite place to be?

23: how would you describe their voice? can they sing?

33: if applicable, how would your other characters describe them? i mean specifically the people around them.

34: how would your character describe themselves? it doesn't have to line up with how they really are.

I love you!

(ask game here!)

!!! hi baby!! sorry this took a minute. let's see... on account of our conversation this morning. Oggy Time

1: are they associated with a certain color? what color do they wear the most?

tha BLUES. not the music just. the color. he's a very frosty guy and he sorta lives up to the aesthetic lol. he'll wear any colors, although I feel the most common are like. blue and white. other neutral tones thrown in, cool colors too. and patterns are good.

5: how do they typically dress? does their wardrobe lean more towards practicality or aesthetics?

World's Largest Sweater Collection for this guy. the more frumpy and grandpa-core the better. sir you live in the fucking philippines,

21: their favorite place to be?

ough,,,, god this is a hard one. im gonna say the crankit family kitchen, specifically with rai and dai. he'll never admit it tho.

23: how would you describe their voice? can they sing?

hm... low? it was already low before he started t, so it's honestly a little soothing. as for tone... pretty serious, usually. even when he's joking, his humor is very dry and deadpan. it's really funny when he gets all riled up and his voice cracks, tho.

33: if applicable, how would your other characters describe them?

ooh.. ok i'm gonna do just a few:

shirai and daiya: their beloved kuya. oh how they treasure getting on his last fucking nerve. no but really they both look up to him sooo much, they think of him as a really steady and caring person. to his face tho, "kuya killjoy" lmao. "shortass."

murphy: LMAO don't trust this man he's down bad. "cute," obviously. nerd but in an endearing way. a giver, but needs to take better care of himself.

rey: aer best friend. "snores too damn loud." a kindred spirit, they are both way too exhausted to give a fuck. "the best of all of us. except maybe justice. idk don't make me choose."

34: how would your character describe themselves? it doesn't have to line up with how they really are.

tired. both in general and of everyone's shit lmao.

i love you too!!! ty for sending this in !!!!!!! MWAH !!!

#cebu chaos #ocs #ogden #ask game #sol speaks #LOVE this guy. im sure nothing bad ever happens to him :)

[youaresimplylovely]

“Fast and Fabulous: A Driven Love” 

---- A love story between a Formula 1 Driver and a Supermodel

Chapter 4 (Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3) Chapter 5, Chapter 6

Pairing: Carlos Sainz!Formula 1 Driver x Famous Supermodel!Reader

Words: 1,961 words

Warnings: humor, playful teasing, translated filipino, slight smau but overall none! Hope you enjoy this chapter<3

Proofread!!

Summary: Race Day

A/N: New Character!! Keep reading to find out who SHE is :3, taglist opennn. Once again reply if you want to be tagged! Also i may not be able to upload chapter 5 tomorrow or the next day cause i'll be busy but i'll try asap ;)

The sun shined through your face from the car window. You were seated in the backseat with Pao next to you and your brothers at the back while your parents were at the front. Your father is driving the car, and your mother is in the passenger seat. It was finally the day you dreaded, yet you were excited. Race day in Monza. Your family had to go somewhere, and once you were done with that, you drove back for the race. The ride was a 2-hour drive, which isn't so bad. Well, for your family, 2 hours was like 2 minutes for you. God, were you still so nervous. 

"Dad! Do we seriously have to ride in your Mercedes Benz? I mean, great car, but-" Your sentence wasn't even finished till Pao cut you off. 

"We get it; you have a Ferrari; you prefer that. Nobody cares." He rolls his eyes, slouching while scrolling through his phone. 

"Haha, you're funny; at least the team I support has a car. Unlike Red Bull." You said with a sarcastic tone, cooing at your brother as you stuck your tongue out at him. 

Pao gasps at the statement you said; he scoffs, rolling his eyes as he continues scrolling on his phone. 

"You know I like this car, Dad, it's nice. Isn't it Kuya? (older brother)" Dan smiles from behind as he looks at his two older brothers, James and Mark, who nod, agreeing to the fact that the car was really nice. 

"You guys only say that 'cause you're a Merc fan." You chuckle, looking back at your brothers from behind with a smug look. 

"Yes and no" Mark replies to you, raising his eyebrows as he laughs. 

"Speaking of teams, which garage are you guys going to?" Your dad asks, carefully watching the road. His hands steering the steering wheel from the corners of Monza. 

You say without hesitation and with a little too much excitement, "Carlos!" you chirped, not realizing how much joy was in your voice. You look at them, eyes blinking profusely and mouth wide open from the realization. 

"Obviously." Pao snickers, looking at you with eyes full of amusement. 

"Oh, shut up!" You groan as you hit his arm, nudging him to the side. No matter how much 

you deny it, you'll always be obvious about your crush on him, especially after your encounter with him last night. 

A sharp hiss comes out of Pao's mouth. "Girl, you need to stop hitting me." He stared at you, eyes wide open as he refocuses his attention on his phone. 

"It's a Filipina thing, Pao, don't bother trying to stop it." Your father laughs, oblivious of the repercussions of his actions. Considering the fact that your mother was next to him.

"May sinasabi ka!? (Are you saying something!?)" Your mother says angrily, diverting her attention from fixing her bag to glaring at your father. Eventually, hitting your father's arm. 

Your father, who was still driving, realized what he had just done. His eyes widened, and he slowly turned his head to his left as he smiled nervously at your mother. 

"Oh, mon amour! I was just joking; you know I love you!" A loud, nervous chuckle comes out of your father's voice. Praying to the Gods that the air buzzing and the intense stare of your mother would stop. 

She rolled her eyes, grunting as she hit your father in the arm again. "I love you too." She mumbles, her attention going back to her bag. 

A sigh of relief and content escapes your father's mouth. "Ah, where were we! Oh yes, garages. So Pao? You going to Max or Checo?" Your father's hand was released from the steering wheel since there was a traffic light and the signal was at a stop. Still, his eyes remained focused on the road while waiting for Pao's answer. 

"I'm gonna be at Max's dad's." Pao smiles, his focus still on his phone, weirdly so. 

"You're gonna cry when you see Max." You snicker, teasing him as you savor the wish of him crying, well, in a good way cause you know Max is Pao's idol. 

"What about you boys?" Your father turns around to look at your older brothers at the back

"I'm going with you to Lewis, Dad," Mark says as he smiles. 

"Dan and I are going to Valterri's dad," James says as he and Dan continue the game they are playing.

"Alright, alright, but what about you, chérie?" Your father turns his attention back to the road as the traffic light signal goes from stop to go. He glances at your mother with a soft gaze as he asks her. 

"I'll be with Mclaren; maybe they'll win." A seemingly loud scoff and chuckle come out from Pao and your older brother's mouths. 

"What? They may win, you never know." Your mother grins. 

"Ma, can you put this in your bag? I'm changing when we get there." You lean in closer to your mom as you hand her the clothes you'll be wearing once you arrive there. It was just a simple white crop top and a red skirt to emphasize you being a Ferrari fan.

Your mother smiles as she takes it from your hand and puts it in her bag. Her handbag was so spacious, you were sure you could even fit your shoes there. Moments later, your phone rings; Someone is calling you. Valerie Laurice a.k.a Val. Your best friend from the Philippines. 

"Val's calling." You say to your family as you answer her Facetime call.

You answer the call with a big smile as you see your best friend, Val. "Hey! What's up? How have you been?" You smile at her through FaceTime as you notice her bright mood. 

"I'm great, Y/N; you look nice. Excited for your first race?" She chuckles, sitting down on a chair and standing with her phone on a cup.

"Of course! What made you call?" You look at her curiously with one eyebrow raised and with a bright smile. "I missed you."

"I missed you too, and I called because I'm getting married." She smiles at you, waiting for your reaction

Your eyes widened, mouth wide open. Your family stared at you and Val in shock, except for your father, of course, since he's driving, but you knew he was shocked. 

"WHAT? WHEN? WHERE?" You were almost stuttering, extremely shocked, but you were happy for her. 

"Well, you know Karina, my girlfriend. We're getting married." She giggles at your shocked but cute reaction 

"OH MY GOD VAL!" You say, almost out of breath, but you were smiling so damn happily. Your family congratulated Val as well. 

"That is the greatest news I've heard. I'm so happy for you two. Who proposed??" You smiled happily; you were so happy for her. After all these years, she finally found her true love. 

"I did, and she was so happy, Y/N. Thank you. The wedding's in a month, by the way." She laughs softly. 

"Oh, that is so sweet-" Before you could finish, you heard the word "month," and your eyes widened, mouth wide open once again. 

"Well, I'll definitely come. We'll all be there." You smile happily, still in quite a shock that the wedding is in a month. 

"Great, bring a date." She laughs softly. "I gotta go, love you bye! Have fun." She smiles, ending the call. 

You were left baffled, but you chuckled, still so happy for her. 

2 hours later

You and your family finally arrived at the paddock. You snapped a quick picture and posted it on your Instagram story. 

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Once you posted your story, you headed to the bathroom to change to your white crop top and the red skirt. You and your family headed to the garage area, where your father was soon interviewed since “The Jean Dela Cruz” was here. You decide to avoid contact and head to Carlos’ garage; you were warmly welcomed as they handed you the Ferrari headphones. Meanwhile, the rest of your family was still in the garage area. 

Drivers came in and greeted your father and your family. Max and Lewis first approached your family as they shook their hands at your father. Pao was in awe when he saw Max. He couldn’t help but tear up a little. 

Your father notices Pao tearing up as he chuckles, introducing Pao to Max. 

“He’s a big fan of you; he’s a Red Bull fan.” Your father laughs softly. 

“It’s nice to meet you, mate.” Max chuckles as he hugs Pao, patting his back. 

After your family met some of the drivers, they all went to their respective garages. You watch through the TVs in Carlos’ garage, and the race finally starts.

Your eyes stayed focused throughout the race, and your mouth widened a little as you saw Daniel Ricciardo take the lead. You thought to yourself, maybe your mother was right. A few moments in, you could hear the crowd roaring as Antonio Giovanizzi spins around as he loses his front wing. 

The next few laps were chill till lap 26. Your mouth turned to a smile as you saw Charles Leclerc lead up and head to P1. Even if you knew for yourself that it was only temporary, you still found joy in it. 

Your eyes widened, your mouth completely open as you scoffed quite loudly. The crown roars even more than before as Max Verstappen crashes with Lewis Hamilton. You hurriedly open your phone as you text the family group chat.

The Dela Cruzzzzezzzz 

crazyyn ISN’T THAT CRAZY @paopao @fatherchief @simarktahimiklang @jimzie @danny 

paopao STFU WTF BRO 

Simarktahimiklang NO GOD NO WHY 

Jimzie @paopao you guys suck 

Paopao no u guys suck 

Motherearth ay calm down your teams still have two drivers left

Fatherchief WE STILL HAVE VALTERRI 

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You couldn’t help but giggle at the texts in your family group chat. God, how thankful you were that you were a Ferrari fan. You close your phone as the race continues. Lap 31, smiling happily, watching the race as you see Carlos move up a place and Charles in p2. 

Lap 32, you scoff, seeing Checo overtake Makes. Your phone rings as you see a text from Pao in your group chat. 

The Dela Cruzzzzezzzz 

Paopao HAHA TAKE THAT @crazyyn

You roll your eyes that soon turned into sparkles as you see Checo receive a time penalty

Crazyyn no u take that LOL

Lap 53, the race finished. You weren’t sad that Charles and Carlos didn’t get a podium or a win, you were happy that they were at p4 and p6. 

The Dela Cruzzzzezzzz 

Fatherchief AND THAT’S A P3 LET’S GOOOOOOOOOOO

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After the race, you and your family gather to watch the podium ceremony as you head back to the garage area to meet the other drivers. All the drivers were around, talking to your brothers and your father. Your father congratulated Daniel and Valterri on a wonderful race. 

“Great race, guys; you should come over to our house. A party, you could say, but maybe a chill one. How about this Saturday?” Your father smiles as all the drivers agree. 

Your eyes widened as you heard about the drivers coming over, shit. You thought to yourself, Carlos was coming over. Soon, the drivers said goodbye as they went their ways, and you noticed Carlos walking up to you as he smiled cheekily. 

“I’ll see you, Hermosa,” he winks at you as he walks away, catching up to Lando and Charles. You smile, blushing as you can’t wait to see him. 

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Deity of Sun

first post, so please repost with feedback <3 This is a nukani nsfw fic.

I DON'T OWN NU: CARNIVAL!!

(I dunno why, but it feels right to put it here.)

Ships included: Quincy x OC(main focus), Edmond x Dante(mentioned)

Warnings: fluff (cringe?), Author's first fic, smut, bottom OC, top character, Post Eiden, Established Relationship, Eiden not knowing about the established relationship, Eiden not knowing about OC. Manhandling, multiple orgasms, pet names (love, sweet), Eiden being so confused and surprised to feel horny, Eiden listens in on the devious acts (by accident tho)

The only people who know about my OC name is Quincy, Blade, Kuya, Aster, Morvay and Dante (Dante views OC as a Solorian religious deity.)

MAJOR PLOT CHANGES ARE UNDERWAY!

ENOUGH TALK, LET'S FIGHT!

🎭

Eiden remembers asking Dante about Solorian religion. And of course, Dante swells with pride, conversing about his culture.

"Soloria worships one ultimate godly ruler."

"Akua o ka lā."

From what Eiden remembers about Akua o ka lā is that, He made the sun in the lands of the fire territory. Legends has it that with the sun, he used it to control the weather. Dante stated that he was rumored to have long, chocolate brown hair fading into a gold color and pink feminine eyes.

The way Dante described him, he sounded hot!

He wanted know more about him. Eiden asked Olivine, but the priest knew as much as Eiden.

Basically nothing.

So, he wanted to ask the oldest person he knows.

Quincy.

And that's what led him to his current predicament.

On the outside of Quincy's door, listening in on a symphony of high pitched whines and low octave groans.

-On the other side of the door-

Quincy nips at the smaller man's neck. The smaller arches his back in pleasure.

"Winnixa..." Quincy called to the man currently taking all of his thrusts.

"Ah~ha, ah~" the man now identified as Winnixa violently moves up and down at the pace Quincy has set.

Quincy abrupted stops his movements and Winnixa loudly cries out.

"W-why~ y-y~you sto-"

He was cut off by Quincy quickly pulling out and suddenly changing his position.

Ass up, face down.

With a swift reentry, Quincy redoubles his efand increases his speed tenfold.

Winnixa's cries and pleads are also increased tenfold.

He was actually screaming his lungs out.

Winnixa lost count of how many he came.

He had tears running down his pink colored eyes.

Winnixa felt Quincy's big hand in his chocolate brown and gold curly hair.

-Back to Eiden-

Eiden was flabbergasted on so many things.

Who's Winnixa? How does Quincy know this man? What's their relationship?

He decides to leave the 'lovebirds'(?) alone.

He would ask Quincy about it tomorrow.

-The next day-

Eiden intercepted Quincy at breakfast.

"Hey Quincy!" Eiden greets.

"Hm." in Quincy language that means 'God morning to you too.'

"So um, I have a question for you. Who was tha-"

"So I was right. You were the snooper last night."

"Wait, so you knew I was there for awhile?!" Eiden nearly yelled out before realizes they are right in of Edmond and Dante's room.

They both are grumpy in the morning when awakened before their natural time.

"Follow me." Is all Quincy said before making his way back to his room.

Now, Eiden is face-to-face the mystery man from last night.

With a slight blush on his face, Winnixa introduced himself.

"Hello, I'm Winnixa. I'm also a member of the clan back when Huey was around."

Then, that's when Eiden put everything together.

"YOU'RE AKUA O KA LA?!?!?"

"Um, yes."

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Part 2: real soon

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