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bones4thecats · 4 months

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When Their S/O Saves Their Life

Type of Writing: #2 - Poll Result Characters: Izana Kurokawa, Baji Keisuke, Shinichiro Sano, and Emma Sano Name: When Their S/O Saves Their Life Original Poll Link: Here

A/N: When I read their deaths for the first time I couldn't stop crying, so, in devotion to their characters, I have decided to have this piece written! Rest in peace to these amazing four! Also, Shinichiro and the Reader are married in his piece.

Spoilers for: Tenjiku Arc, Valhalla Arc, and Black Dragon Arc

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🎴 His obsessiveness was going to be his downfall, you would swear to Kakucho

🎴 Izana was obsessed with getting revenge on Manjiro, for what? Merely being around Shinichiro far more than the white-haired male was, and this was starting to scare you

🎴 You were watched as Tenjiku began their assault against Toman, and it was getting bloodier by the second

🎴 The Haitani brothers were taken down earlier by those two blue-haired boys from Toman, and you could hear the surprise erupting from your boyfriend's followers

🎴 You were standing up where your boyfriend's allies were, and when Mikey arrived and they began their assault on one another, your eyes glimpsed down to Kisaki, noticing how focused he was on Izana's words

🎴 Once he yelled shoot Kakucho, you looked at Kisaki and saw him pull out a gun and raise it too shoot, then you saw your boyfriend snap out of his daze and begin to go to shield his friend

🎴 In blind rage, you grabbed his arm and swung yourself above him, sending your leg down to his head, successfully kicking him into the ground as everyone around stared wide-eyed

" Nobody hurts the people I care for, nonetheless some psychopath in glasses. "

🎴 Izana's eyes were glued wide as Kisaki groaned before passing out from your final punch to his head

🎴 Yelling at everyone to flee, due to oncoming police forces, only Takemichi had any clue of what you just did, you just did something that could fix this whole issue he has been attempting this whole time

🎴 You may have just saved not just Izana... but Mikey too...

⚖️ This was getting so far out-of-hand

⚖️ You knew what Baji's plan was from the get-go, since you disliked Kisaki just as much as him, the guy literally was a walking red-flag, but evidently, you guys were the only smart ones here

⚖️ Baji told you his plan, he was going to defect to Valhalla so he could get ride of Kisaki Tetta, the guy who both you and him hated more than anyone else

⚖️ Unfortunately, he jumped into action before you could warn him of what you heard Hanma say to Kazutora

⚖️ Hanma had been manipulating Kazutora, calling him and telling him that Baji had betrayed him, even though you knew that Baji was the one person to stand by Kazutora's side no matter what

⚖️ You watched as your boyfriend went against fifty members of Toman, you even watched as he hit Kisaki on the head with a metal pipe, knocking the glasses-wearing man down and got him to start bleeding from his head where he was hit

⚖️ Once you saw Kazutora pull out a knife and charge at Baji, and you lunged into the fight yourself, picking up a loose piston from a car, you threw it and hit Kazutora on the head, knocking him unconscious

⚖️ You heard Takemichi gasp and mumble something as you ran up and tackled Baji into tumbling down to the ground, and you could hear Chifuyu run towards you guys

" Are you guys okay?! Baji! Y/N! " " We're fine, Chifuyu. Now, get the others back, Baji, let's go now. " " But, Y/N- " " NOW. "

⚖️ Kisaki's yells for his divison men to grab you and Baji was loud, but you picked up a pipe as Baji took out his knife, and you could see what he was planning now

⚖️ Grabbing his arm before he could climb up the cars again, you swung him back and took the knife from his hands, throwing it onto the ground and smashing it, causing Takemichi to smile, why was he smiling?

⚖️ While this fight was far from over, you knew that you were going to keep Mikey from killing Kazutora, and you were keeping your boyfriend away from death, no matter what.

🏍️ You both were sleeping, curled up into one another as the night began

🏍️ He had wanted to stay at the shop while you wanted to go home, and, because of your issue of deciding, you guys flipped a coin, and it landed on tails, meaning you both were staying at the shop for the night

🏍️ Unfortunately, once you guys settled for the night, the sound of stuff being moved around in the shop emerged through the hallway, making your husband sit up and motion for you to grab a bat for protection

🏍️ He strode down the hall with you in tow, you were obviously spooked, but, your husband was an amazing fighter, and your bat would surely knock the threat out easily

" The hell? We gettin' robbed? Whose shop you think you're breakin' into, huh? "

🏍️ You gripped the bat tighter as the figure of a guy stood out, he was staring at you both, but neither of you could identify him closely, due to distances

" You little bastards... you're not gonna get away! "

🏍️ Gripping your husband's arm, you recognized the small boy, it was Baji Keisuke, one of Mikey's closest friends, why was he here this late? And why was he trying to rob you of the CB250T you had for maintenance?

" Is that you, Keisuke? " " Shi- Shinichiro-kun? "

🏍️ The sound of footsteps behind you strung your attention as Keisuke yelled out a familiar name, Kazutora, was he here as well

🏍️ Hearing Kazutora's light cries, you turned around and grabbed the bolt-cutters that he was about to swing, if you weren't there to grab them, Shinichiro would've been seriously hurt

" Kazutora Hanemiya, Keisuke Baji, you have some serious explaining to do. "

🥤 Why did Takemichi say that earlier?

" Kisaki, he's planning something big... I can feel it. Keep an eye out, Y/N. "

🥤 You shrugged your shoulders as Mikey, Izana, and Inui spoke, and you stood alongside Takemichi and Emma as they spoke

🥤 Due to your boredom, you stood there with your arms crossed, leaning against a stone pedestal, Emma just chuckled as Takemichi was trying to pull you away from the stone

🥤 You looked up at Emma as she laughed, and you just chuckled, pushing Takemichi back slightly as your girlfriend looked across the street and back at you

" You guys want something to drink? "

🥤 Takemichi and you turned around and you shook your head for no while your friend agreed

🥤 You watched as Emma grabbed the two drinks and began to walk back across the street, but, when the sound of a loud revving engine overlapped your thoughts, you looked up the street with them

🥤 A motorcycle with two men on it was driving really fast up the road, and the male in the back raised his bat whilst they drove

🥤 They were aiming for Emma...

🥤 Lunging up from the wall you leaned up against again, you yelled out for Emma as she froze in place, Takemichi wasn't moving for his life, why was he such an idiot?!

" Kisaki! " "Emma! "

🥤 Emma gasped and dropped the drinks as you tackled her into the ground, causing you both to roll on the street and hit the edge of the sidewalk, grunting as the adrenaline wore off

" Y/N! Emma! Are you guys alright?! "

🥤 You could hear the sound of approaching footsteps interupt your thoughts of Emma, was she alright?

" Yeah... we're fine, Takemichi. Where's Mikey? "

🥤 Oh thank God, she was alright... but whoever the hell dared to try harming your girlfriend was gonna pay...

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gloriousmonsters · 1 year

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dsm really is like well about every other PD is determined by abuse, neglect, poor relationships and bad experiences as a child, and trauma. narcissistic personality disorder is largely defined by a desperate terrified need to never seem weak or like a failure and hunger for praise and approval. who tf knows what causes it tho

#vic talks #was reading the dsm-v-tr for character reasons and of course had to check out my own entry #which is. not very good #'pwNPD are soooo entitled and arrogant and they think they're so SPECIAL and you'll probably notice them #because they're huge jerks. anyway their actions stem from a feeling of utter emptiness #an inability to sustain their own self-worth and vicious self-criticism. did we mention #they're more likely than other disorders to commit suicide successfully? like with a plan?#anyway those who relate to them usually find them emotionally cold or disinterested and they're so invested in status amirite'#'they often usurp special privileges and resources they think they deserve' <- me stealing granola bars from work as a teen #i mean at least there's acknowledgement of the internal side of things #and there's a small note of 'often they have low empathy but they can have cognitive empathy'#but it feels like it meshes awkwardly with the 'symptom: HUGE ASSHOLES ALL THE TIME ugh they're probably really annoying. we don't know y'#side of things #anyway much love to the HPDs (also no speculation on Y Are They Like This)#and my ASPDs (must suck to have the Is A Criminal diagnosis)#very happy that my BPDs are getting a bit more fleshed out sympathetic stuff in their entry even tho you still deal with lots of shit

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screechingnebula · 2 years

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Yk it’ll really help if people stop trying to put characters into rigid boxes of white and black, good and evil, devil and angel, etc etc.

#its about Mikey #but also every character in TR #none of them are pure evil and none of them are pure angels #fuck what does it even mean to be evil lmao #and what does it mean to be good #good if on hero's side bad if on the opposite side?#is Kakucho good or bad?#Sanzu?#Taiju?#Is Izana evil?#What about Takeomi?#What about everyone's fav BrotherTM?#Was South evil?#tokyo revengers #I was just on Twitter #Twitter is either evil so die or good angel uwu #lol

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strawberryclementine · 1 year

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seeing x reader things in the TokyoRev tag and taking a shot for every post that includes Kisaki, I have never been so sober

#for real they'll include every character even other villains like Taiju or really side characters like Takeomi but not Kisaki lol😂#im not against including side characters and villains but like why is the line always drawn at including him 💀💀💀#i sometimes forget almost everyone hates him #tokyo revengers #kisaki tetta #tw alcohol mention #im joking btw im not actually playing that game 💀#🍓🍊 tr ramblings

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fandomshatewomen · 2 years

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I know this is old but I still see comments on it on Grey's content and I just started rewatching Grey's Anatomy and people act like George was such a great guy and much better than the other guys on the show but... he takes no responsibility for his actions and blames other people, usually women, for his problems, George wasn't that great tbh

lmaoooo too real

i will say its been upwards of a decade at this point that i havent watched the show but iirc his whole story was having these overblown crushes on all the main white(/passing) women characters -- like we had meredith of course but then also izzie too right and callie and that one redhead nurse who got crabs from alex and then passed it to george, and wait didnt he have a thing for lexie too at some point? -- and then crumbling for a bit when they didn't reciprocate his feelings before moving on to the next girl who crossed his field of vision. like im wracking my brain but they really never gave that boy an actual professional development plot huh.

and then wait omg ......... the way they wrote him off the show [SPOILERS I GUESS? STOP READING HERE IF YOU DON'T WANNA KNOW THIS BIT] was that he finally decided to like 'be a man' (🥴) and enlist in the army to become a medic but he pushed that woman out of the way of the bus and then the bus trampled him. fucking wild

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#now that i say this though. shonda rhimes basically gave him the prototypical girl character treatment. interesting #like he was really there for the main women to kind of react against but he had minimal actual individual development. Hmmmmm #also side note but im realizing a lot of my feelings about george are kinda wrapped up in the whole uhhh #'recognition of the self (derogatory)' vibe lmao like he really was out here like umm im a kind person why does no one love me #which may or may not have been a lot of what i was processing in the late 2000s early 2010s #another side note. knowing what we know now about tr knight's experience. i do wonder how much of his characters treatment #was maybe perhaps some unaddressed homophobia #like i know there was the whole situation with isaiah washington i think calling tr a f*g and sure washington got fired #but it feels like something that tr knight was a Known Homosexual and george's character was so one-note under developed #anyways that's way more than enough tags for this post lol #greys anatomy #tr knight #t.r. knight #george o'malley #queer actors #gay actors

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shutupdia · 6 months

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Being an anime only watching the new tokyo revengers episode was so funny because i jokingly told my brother while we were watching "haha imagine if these two guys were gay" then like 2 minutes later said guys kissed and we both sat there like "oh."

#really wasn't expecting gay content from TR but here we are #ofc they're only side characters though sighs #dia ranting

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revengesworn · 8 months

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but okay i might as well post about it now before i forget all the important details-

i'm working on a mainverse for senju post-canon. specifically, it's a verse where the "dark impulses" curse that was affecting mikey was never actually destroyed - it simply "scattered" and spread to various people in the new timeline.

the reasons for that are probably convoluted af whoops i'm working on it basically as follows: first, when shinichiro was cursed, his only punishment was to be killed by kazutora. mikey's curse was actually a more indirect consequence of him having been dead in the previous timeline than a "punishment" from the old man, so to speak. instead, it as his own lingering feelings of self-hatred and a desire to "not be saved"/be let to rest from the original timeline that caused the curse to affect him in the new one.

for that reason, when mikey finally accepted that he wanted takemichi and everyone's help, in the moment where takemichi was dying, that's when the curse was fully broken. or... seemingly so.

see, the curse at this point was sentient enough that it wanted to sustain it's own existence. and so while part of the curse left mikey, his self-hatred which he still held onto caused a part of the curse to remain in him - less than before, but still present, even in the final timeline. on the other hand, the rest of the curse that had left mikey scattered to those who were present who also held onto feelings of self-hatred, blaming themselves for something or another - and among others, who else would be chosen but senju? senju still blamed herself for everything that had happened with haruchiyo, so the curse took a new home in her.

so what does any of this actually mean? basically, the idea for this verse is that even in the final reset timeline, certain characters still struggle with "dark impulses" to an extent. they're much less powerful than they used to be, manifesting not as an all-consuming urge to destroy but more occasional moments of anger, depression and emptiness, but nonetheless still exist. to mikey, who's lost a great deal of the curse, this is much easier for him to handle, so he's satisfied enough with what he's been given, but to characters like senju, cursed for the first time - it means she's essentially forced to struggle with an unnatural sense of anger and emptiness that she doesn't understand the cause of.

#ooc #i had more but this post is long enough lol #but tbh like. not everything is the curse's fault imo.#the curse may have been driving mikey to darkness but it was his own trauma and beliefs that caused him to give into it ->#that's always been my headcanon for canon; otherwise it feels like an interesting exploration of trauma is just reduced down to ''lol it wa #a curse the whole time'' you know??#but i do enjoy exploring the curse elements of tr as long as the role of trauma and character's own flaws aren't ignored in favor of it.#anyway that's more of a side tangent; the point is #i wanna curse senju too KAFKJHDFHHSDKJ #i might make my mainverse for post canon mikey similar tbh...#not the ''scattered to other people'' part #but just the part where part of the curse was dispelled; but part of it remained due to self-hatred #aspect of it. i'm keeping that across all verses i think #anyway too many tags send post time go!!

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fancyfade · 2 years

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Manual Wheelchair Tutorial by Fade31415

So... I technically drew this 3 years ago but forgot to post it. I think I was going to clean up the end and make a nice recap, but I ran out of steam and then just left it as a wip for years. I got reminded of it because I was talking to a friend about how to draw wheelchairs today.

This covers most of what I view as the most common errors when it comes to drawing characters who use manual wheelchairs. I hope it helps you a lot.

Image description is in alt text, but there is a back up image description under the cut in case that does not work for some reason

[image description: a 4 picture long wheelchair tutorial. the background is white and the text, when it appears, is black and in calibri. each step will be labeled with "Step #" and a description of the drawing next to it, and "text" and then the text that is written to explain it to follow.

Step one text: So, you want to draw a character who uses a manual wheelchair? Awesome! I can't approve more. Drawing characters who use wheelchairs is a bit different than drawing standing characters, because of obvious posing differences. But to start, you need to know what parts of a wheelchair you will draw. So, without further ado, here are 3 wheelchairs!

Step one image: a simplified drawing of a chubby woman sitting in a quickie GPV manual wheelchair and resting her hand on the handrim of one of the wheels. this is labeled "the artist"

step two: next there is a lineart drawing of three wheelchairs. one is a tilite TR series 3. this is an ultralight wheelchair with a bucket seat (the back is lower than the front), a big cushion and a short backrest that kind of contours to the back of the person who would sit in it. the caster wheels (front wheels) are very small and the footrest is just two little metal bars. next image is a quickie GPV. this is also an ultralight wheelchair with a low back, but its caster wheels are slightly larger, the back has regular upholstery (it does not look like it was made to conform to the back of the person who sits there) and the frame is boxier -- there is no bar underneath the seat where the wheels would attach, rather each wheel is attached to the side of the chair. the next wheelchair is an invacare tracer. it is how most people imagine wheelchairs when they hear 'wheelchair'. it has no cushion and it has a high backrest with handles. it has high armrests that would be comfortable to rest your elbows on if you were just sitting. the wheels are not bicycle wheels like the previous two but are rather plastic. it has big footrests and big caster wheels.

text: the wheelchairs on the left are the ultralight, sporty kind. I have one of them (the quickie). the one on the right is a more standard one you might find in hospitals or as the public wheelchair in grocery stores or the mall.

step three: first is text to accompany the tilite. "This wheelchair has a really thick cushion - it's pressure relieving, which you need if you use your chair ufll tiem and especially if you have a spinal cord injury. This wc has the smallest caster (front) wheels. They are hte most handy for turning in small circles." next there is text to accompany the quickie gpv: "This one has the one I use -- it isn't pressure relieving, but is still useful." next is text to accompany the invacare: "this wheelchair has no cushion - you do not want to sit on it for long. This one has the biggest caster wheels - they are useful for not 'tripping' when your front wheel gets caught on an obstacle.”

step four text: like with all complex drawings, you want to break it into simple shapes first. I normally have a box underneath the seat, a rectangle for the backrest, and a trapezoidal thing for hte area from the box to the footrest. these are the most important shapes, because your character will rest on them and they will move with your character.

step four image: the lineart of each wheelchair has been put on reduced opacity, so we can see the square representing the backrest of each seat (the square is the smallest for the tilite and biggest for the invacare), the box for each seat and area underneath it, and the trapezoid for the footrests. the next step labels the images of these simplified shapes as the lineart is removed. "Note the proportions of each set of shapes is not the same - just like how you wouldn't draw all your characters with the same proportions on their faces!"

step 5: we see the same shapes to form the wheelchair, but now with blue circles drawn where the back wheels would be.

text: next shape is the wheels - two circles

step six: next we see the wheels and shapes have been reduced in opacity and the basic structure of everything about each wheelchair: footrests, caster wheels, upholstery details, axles has been drawn on in orange.

text: the next stage is everything else that's structure - front wheels, handlebars, cushions, footrests.

Step seven: we see the lineart on top of the lowered opacity sketch.

text: you can then do detailing like axles, spokes, upholstery, etc and lines

step eight: next we see three drawings of different characters. there is patience, a skinny white woman sitting in a blue invacare wheelchair. kelley, a slightly chubby black woman wearing a stripey dress sitting in a red quickie gpv wheelchair and doing a wheelie while smiling. then luke, a white man with short blond hair wearing khaki pants. he is sitting in a tilite chair.

text: once you get your wheelchair basics, you need to find out which kind your character uses. here are three characters who each use one of the example WCs. patience uses the invacare. she needs one with a better cushion, but circumstance prevents it. Notice the chair is a bit wider than her hips - it's not custom fitted. Also notice she has to turn her elbows out awkwardly to move. the high armrests prevent a smooth push. her wheelchair has big caster wheels and far-back back wheels. it is made for stability and difficult to turn,but also difficult to knock over. Her chair indicates a lack of resources or temporary injury, and is primarily a transport chair

kelley uses a wheelchair like mine - it is fairly sporty, but has a box-y frame underneath. this makes it heaver than if it didn't.she has a mediocre cushion - it protects her, but only some. her back wheels are further underneath her body than Patience's, which makes it possible to do the wheelie (demonstrated here). her wheelchair is supposed to look line one you'd use full time, but it is a little old.

luke has a spinal cord injury. he has a very thick pressure relieving cushion for medical reasons. his chair is also ultralight, with no boxyness under the frame. his chair is the newest and lightest - it indicates his wealth/resources, but also that he needs to use on full time.

step nine: just a drawing of me sitting in my wheelchair holding my hands up to show fingerless wheelchair gloves. we're looking at me from above.

text: when you're choosing what wheelchair to give your character, think of both their disability and their resources and go from there. questions to ask yourself: is it made specifically for them or is it mass-produced or a hand-me-down (if it's custom, the seat will not be too wide or narrow in comparison to their body and their feet will rest on the footplate naturally). do they want more stability (further back back wheels, big caster wheels) or maneuverability (the inverse). do they need a pressure relieving cushion? how long are they using their wheelchair per day? how long have they needed a wheelchair? Do they have health insurance? do they have access to a lot of spending money? How much can they spend on their wheelchair? are they athletic etc etc

posing steps:

step one: a sketch of two people standing up. one just shows the outline of a person's body, with legs that are ind of triangle shaped, the other shows a sketched pelvis and rib cage to go along with the bones of the legs and arm. text: step one: Most people have this sketch anatomy they put before drawing their characters for real. I kind of scribble around like on the left, but some people use skeletons on the right.

step two: there are now too sketched pictures of people in wheelchairs. one shows lightly traced human form (arms articulated, curve for a stomach, legs that are kind of triangle shaped and pointing down) sitting in a wheelchair that is just the sketch of footrests and wheels. the other sketch shows the sketch of a body with a circle for hips and an oval for a rib cage and the person doing a wheelie (lifting the front end of the wheelchair off the ground and leaning back). their wheelchair is also sketched out and defined by a circle for their wheels and 2 lines, 1 of the seat and 1 for the backrest. text: you need one of those for your wheelchair character. important: they should have both the person's main anatomy features (Usually upper body and at least hips) and the wheelchair's. for me, these are the back wheels, footrest, and seat. why simplify to just those features? Take a look at this incredibly quickly drawn wheelchair.

step three: there is a lineart drawing of a manual wheelchair with slightly cambered (angled towards the seat) wheels, a backrest, and a footrest. the frame is light and there are no handlebars. there are labels pointing to different parts of the wheelchair: Backrest, handrims, wheel, axle, seat, footrest, and caster wheels (the ones in front). text: there are a lot of parts, and not all of them are essential to your pose. trying to draw the whole thing straight out of the gate will frustrate you.'

step four text: take a character in heavy armor: if you draw her pose without taking her armor into account, her armor will clip through her body. if you draw a wheelchair using character without keeping her wheelchair in mind from the beginning, the pose won't make sense.

step four image: next we see two lineart drawings of different characters. one is a bulky woman wearing plate armor. her hand is on her hip and she is trying to scratch her back with the other hand. there is the label "shoudlerpad clips through face" and "thumb clips through chestplate." the next drawing shows a woman in a wheelchair with one foot rested on her knee and her arms rested back, such that they would be rested on the back of a regular chair, but the back of her wheelchair is not wide enough for them to actually be resting on anything. the text here reads "elbows not resting on anything" and "foot not on footplate"

step five: there are two images, one is lineart on top of a 3d modelled apartment with sketchup, the other is a colored in version of that lineart with the background also colored in and no longer a 3d modelled screencap two characters, one old woman wearing a green jacket and one younger woman wearing a white shirt and blue undershirt, are sitting on a couch. the old woman is leaning forward and the young woman is resting her arm on the couch. behind the young woman is a bookshelf.

step five text: you may say you'll just draw the chair first and then the person, but while that works for regular furniture, it doesn't work as well for most manual wcs. take this comic panel with characters on a couch for example - I 3d modeled the room and then drew the characters on the furniture. it works because you don't move furniture in most poses - you rest on it. but your wheelchair needs to move with you, especially if it's an ultralight one.

step six image: there is a flat color drawing of barbara gordon in her wheelchair. she is wearing a black sportsbra and black shorts. in the first image we see she is doing tricks in her chair, zooming through the air (as if she has just launched herself off the ground in a skater park or somethign) while her left hand is resting on a structure and her right hand is heading towards the right handrim. the next image shows her right hand planted on the ground and her chair and body above her, such that she is briefly doing a one-handed handstand, but the motion line indicates that she is moving and this will not last. her left arm is near the handrim of her left wheel.

text: take exercise Oracle - she is doing tricks. Her WC is an extension of her body. That is crucial to getting natural looking manual wheelchair users after posing.

step seven: we see a lineart drawing of paula from young justice. she is sitting in a standard manual wheelchair with high armrests (goes up to the bottom of her ribs probably) and a high backrest (goes up to just below her shoulderblades). she is setting her hand on the armrest, leaning forward, and holding her other hand out.

text: of course, there are exceptions - if you have a clunky WC, it is harder to move with your body. Take Paula from young Justice - here, i drew her resting her hand on her armrest, because she has a clunker wheelchair. her pose is already mostly static - she's sitting down - and she poses around that.

#wheelchair #wheelchair user #manual wheelchair #wheelchair tutorial #tutorial #drawing tutorial #my art #disabled characters

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eetherealgoddess · 3 months

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TR: ꨄYANDERE ONE NIGHT STAND HEADCANONSꨄ

Sano Manjiro, Hanemiya Kazutora, Sanzu Haruchiyo, & Haitani Brothers x Reader

Characters are 18+

❦Idc how bad you want it, do NOT wake up to these mfs❦

Not fully proofread

MY TR FANDOM WORKS ARE ONLY ON TUMBLR, AO3, AND WATTPAD UNDER EETHEREALGODDESS! REPORT IF YOU SEE IT POSTED UNDER ANYONE ELSE BUT ME!!!

Notice:

✩Y/n is 18+. I picture her as a black female but you can see her however.

✩Some parts of the story may not be realistic or factual. After all, this is a work of fiction.

✩Although it's a dark 'romance,' I do not condone any of the behavior displayed.

✩Dark content such as: gore, violence, triggering topics, graphic scenes, vulgar language, explicit sexual content, etc.

✩There may be scenes that involve non con and/ or dubcon so don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable

✩That being said, this story is for 18+ only.

Enjoy!

Mikey: You didn’t expect to see a man lying next to you in your bed, let alone him being a friend of yours from childhood. You almost didn’t recognize him considering the black hair that’s falling down his back and shoulders. His body curved to the side as you stared in shock at the back of his head. You peeked over and almost cursed when you realized who he was.

You don’t remember the night before but picking the covers up and eyeing both of your naked bodies, you could only hope you had used protection. When you eased off of the bed, you snatched your clothes off the floor. Your eyebrows furrowed at the hoodie and sweats that indicate you hadn’t gone to a bar or club. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t figure out how running into each other would have resulted in the two of you in the same bed.

Once your clothes were on, you rushed to the door to avoid an awkward greeting. You wanted to see if your parents had made it home and noticed anything. Yes, you’re an adult but you still live under your parents roof and they never liked Mikey. They always thought of him as a bad influence which sucked for you because you actually had a little crush on him. They forbade him from the house and at some point made it a rule for you to not be friends anymore.

Having been young, you had to listen. They’re pretty strict so the tracking device prevented you from sneaking around. Honestly, you didn’t have many friendships because of your parents so you would only go to school, home, and occasionally the park. You only recently were allowed to have nights out as long as you paid attention in your college classes. You were scared that your parents would kick you out if they saw the display so you hurried out the door.

The putrid smell of the house slapped your face, a palm going over your nose as your eyes watered. You continue to walk through the hall to the living room, gasping when you see the corpses of your parents. You gagged up vomit, belching and coughing as tears spilled from your eyes. Your body trembles as you drop to your knees, eyeing their unrecognizable faces considering it looks as though their faces were beaten repeatedly, a large gash in the middle of their faces with blood puddling around them.

Having thrown on his black pants, he followed the wails that woke him up. His shoulder leaning against the wall and arms crossed over his bare chest, Mikey’s dark eyes gaze at you from the hall. He hadn’t meant for you to see such a gruesome scene. The pill he put in your drink two nights ago should’ve kept you asleep at least for a few days. He planned to take you home today considering he got carried away the nights before, libido high from the adrenaline rush he had from ridding both of you of the blockage that kept you two apart. He pushed himself off the wall and walked towards you.

Jolting, you looked up at him from your kneeled position with wide eyes. He sets his hand on your head and crouches down.

“You’re gonna be good so I don’t have to knock you out, kay?” Hesitantly, you nod your head. He smiles softly before standing up and holding out a hand for you to take, helping you on your feet as you hold yourself up with shaky legs, gaze stuck on your deceased parents as you walk back to the bedroom.

Kazutora: You pant heavily as moans echoed throughout the room, bucking your hips up as your ex boyfriend’s thrusts meet yours. Your fingers grip his shoulders before wrapping your arms around his neck, his cock aiming deeper inside of your walls as he grinds into you, hitting your g-spot with each rutt. He moans into your ear as he nibbles and sucks your earlobe, one of his hands placed on top of your head as his other hand grips the cushion of the bed.

“Kazu, I’m gonna cum!” You whimper out as you grind harder against him, the head of his cock pounding against the erogenous zone that causes your hands to turn into fists as you throw your head back. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as your back arches.

“Cum on this cock, baby.” His husky voice whispers against your ear as he continues the same pace, purposefully bringing you to an orgasm as you moan loudly, yelling a curse as you hold your hips in place. Suddenly, he pulls back and grabs a hold of your thighs, holding them up before thrusting at a faster pace, his hair draping over as he leans over, your hands gripping his shoulders once more as your mouth hangs open, feet next to your head.

The bed rocks as he roughly thrusts into you, cream oozing out of your pussy and dripping to your ass. You couldn’t help but release shaky moans as he used your pussy to bring himself to an orgasm. Your eyes widen as you watch his expression morph into the familiar look he makes when he’s about to cum.

“Pull out!” You yell as your eyebrows furrow from the overstimulation, hands moving to his chest.

“M’ gonna cum so fucking deep in this pussy.” He moans out, panting as his hips become sloppier, his fingers squeezing your thighs tightly. You yank his hair back in an attempt to pull him out of you only for him to moan out as he thrusts his hips harder, his eyes fluttering closed as his mouth hangs open.

He pressed his cock deep inside you as you felt his seed shoot inside. Both of you moan out as he slowly grinds his orgasm out, you pressing your hips against him as you cream out another orgasm. He lays on top of you as he pushes himself inside you more, holding himself in place to make sure all of his semen has nowhere to go but inside your hole.

“No, no, no! Kazutora, I told you to pull out!” You smack his sweaty back as he breathes deeply against your neck.

“It’s fine.” You both grunt as he pushes inside of you more, his arms hugging around your head.

“No it’s not! Now you have to get me a plan b!”

He sits up as he chuckles before pulling his hips back and shoving into you again before beginning a slow pace. You bite your lip to hold back from moaning.

“Uh, uh. You’re gonna keep it and we’re going to raise it together.” He grins as he holds your legs back up.

“Are you crazy? I have a fiancé now! I can’t get pregnant!” He pins your arms above your head after you try to push him off.

“That’s too bad.” He says before thrusting at a faster pace. He breeds you over and over again the rest of the night, your pussy full of nothing but his sperm.

The next day, you bought a plan b, walking to your car after you left the store. Before you could get in your seat, you were grabbed from behind and pulled into a chest with a knife against your throat.

“Take it and I will slice your neck and kill your fiance after sending everyone in your family the video I took of us last night. Do you understand?” He says softly against your ear. You nod frantically as he takes the bag out of your hand. He pecks your cheek before releasing you.

“Glad we got back together, Y/n. It’ll be good for the baby.”

Ran: You wake up in a penthouse, the huge bedroom displaying a luxury you’ve never seen in person until last night. You were surprised that someone so loaded would go to a run down club such as the place you work at and choose you, a low class stripper, to spend the night with. You wouldn’t normally go home with anyone, but this man was charming and beautiful. You could tell he was expensive just by his demeanor and what he wore. You had no clue why he spotted you, gazing at you when he first walked in. When you made eye contact, you knew it would be a good night.

He made it worthwhile, treating you delicately, all the while pounding into you from behind as his nails left scratch marks all over you. Whispering soft words as he talked you through each orgasm while shoving his cock so hard that your skin smacked loudly against each other. His hold felt good against you, bodies molding together as you gripped the sheets of the bed, his sweat mixing with yours as he thrusts deeply inside of you.

“Work at my club.” He says while tracing your arm as you lie on his bare chest, the morning light seeping through the thin curtains as your legs are tangled together. You didn’t hesitate to accept the offer. Working at his club brought you more money, as well as high end living. You moved out of your grimy apartment to a luxury loft near his penthouse. One of his drivers would give you limitless rides to wherever you had ordered. You made connections and created a better life for yourself, with his help of course. You’re clearly the boss’s favorite, damn near living with him as he always brought you to his home at the end of a work night. Even on your off days you would end up at his place, waking up naked in his bed.

Whenever you had vip performances, there was a no touch policy for you specifically no matter the circumstances. As you rolled your hips against a stranger’s lap, he grabbed your ass and pulled you onto his covered bulge, bucking his hips against you. You yelp as you try to release yourself from the man’s grip, only for him to hold you down and groan. You curse at him before turning and back handing his face.

He shoves you to the ground, standing up from the seat as he hovers over you. He pulls his arm back, ready to land a punch to your cheek. A bang echoed through the room as blood splattered on your face and front body. The man’s headless body pauses before dropping limp on the ground, his jaw hanging as red covers him. You pant as your eyes stare wide at the corpse. Footsteps come towards you from behind as hands reach around your waist and pick you up from the floor.

“Sorry I didn’t come sooner.” He says casually as he leans in to kiss your forehead. “Let’s go home, yeah?” Still gazing at the body oozing blood, you nod your head with a trembling lip. He rubs your back as you both walk out. When you both lied in bed that night, you couldn’t get the man’s headless body out of your mind. Sure, he deserved something bad to happen to him, but the way Ran shot him so effortlessly was a little troubling for you. Regardless of the mixed feelings you held, you couldn’t help the side of you that was excited that a man like him protected you from danger.

“You no longer work at the club. You only work for me.” You were forced to move in with him for ‘your own safety,’ as well as giving all your personal details to him so he can take care of you completely. He paid for everything and even dressed you himself. He really molded you into his perfect doll. You couldn’t really get mad about the lack of freedom considering you had no more worries. In fact you were a little scared that he would give it all up once another stripper caught his eye.

“I could never replace my favorite doll.” With that sentence alone, your whole mindset changed. You realize that what you were receiving wasn’t real. Everything was to mold you into his little object. His toy. You don’t know why it hurt you as bad as it did, but you knew you had to leave.

The next day, you told him, “I think it’d be best if we stopped seeing each other. Our relationship is way past professional and I want my own life back.” He only stares at you as he sits on his office chair, stoic expression as his legs are crossed.

“You’re having a bad day. You should get some rest.” He states. Your eyebrows furrowed.

“No, I’m serious. This needs to end right now.” He stands up from his seat, walking towards you before gently grabbing your chin and wrapping an arm around your waist.

“Are you sure?” He questions. You nod your head, ignoring his affection no matter how bad you wanted it. He releases you before walking back to his seat. He sits down and props his legs on the desk. You froze when you turned to walk away, a gun cocking behind you. You turn your gaze to him in shock and fear.

“Why do you look so scared, Y/n? You wanted this to end, right?” His expression shows a sly smile, elbow resting on the table as he lazily points the gun at you. Keeping his gaze fixed on yours, he leans over the desk, both elbows on the table, placing his feet on the ground.

“Or, were you mistaken?” You couldn’t move, your hairs standing up on your limbs as you breathed heavily. Your body is tense as you eye the barrel of the weapon.

“Were. You. Mistaken?” He reiterated, awaiting a response as his eyes narrowed.

“Y-yes, I made a mistake.” He nodded, “Mhm,” before setting his gun on the desk.

“I’ll meet you in the bedroom for a nap.” He smiled as he waved you off.

Rin: You hadn’t expected the drunken night to go as good as it did. Having been broken up with the day of, you decided to go out and find a random person to take home. Of course, this isn’t something you usually do, but you need something, or someone to distract you.

You had initially walked into the club with your friends by your side, but after a few shots the whole night became blurred, you all losing each other in the process.

The alcohol saved you from the thoughts that wanted to race your mind, instead you searched the crowd for someone who would be the perfect fit for tonight. Coming across a purple mullet, you knew exactly who you wanted. You downed another shot before reaching the upstairs dance floor.

You didn’t really care about anything but getting this stranger in your pants so when you reached him, you tapped his shoulder. You almost change your mind, anxiety forming when you see how attractive he is, though the alcohol in your system keeps you from folding to your insecurities.

“You wanna get out of here?” You question, swallowing your pride as his intimidating gaze locks you in a chokehold. You perk up at his smirk.

“Sure.”

Excitement causes you to grab his arm and pull him out of the club. He informs you of his driver and you allow him to take you to his place. When you both get there, you immediately pounce on him. Your lips drunkenly move against his as his arms wrap around your waist before pulling you into his arms, your legs wrapping around his torso. You make out as he carries you to the couch and sits with you on his lap.

After a couple hours or so, you both ended up in his bedroom, blankets all over the bed as you grind your hips on his face. His hands grip your thighs as you rest your arms on the head board, head back as you groan out. He smacks your ass as he laps up your juices, sucking your clit before flicking it with his tongue. Orgasm after orgasm, you both sloppily give yourselves to one another.

When you woke up the next day, your phone continuously buzzed as a call interrupted your sleep. You groaned as you grabbed the phone and eyed the screen. You sigh once you see your ex’s name. Answering the phone you picked yourself up and used one of the blankets on the floor as a cover up. You glanced at the sleeping purple haired man and walked into his bathroom, closing the door behind you.

The conversation went with your ex manipulating the situation and you falling for it once more, a never ending cycle that you knew could end if you stopped fooling yourself. Hanging up and opening the bathroom door, you weren’t expecting to see Rin sitting up on the bed, half-naked as his body faces you with his feet planted to the ground. You greet him as you put your clothes on.

“Leaving to go back to your toxic ex?” One of your eyebrows raised at him.

“That’s none of your business. Can I please get a ride to my apartment?” He nods as he watches you walk out.

A week has passed and you and your ex are once again back on bad terms. You were on your way to his place to pick your stuff up so it wouldn’t get mixed up with the other women’s items considering he allows them to stay over. When you opened the door, your eyebrows furrowed at the dark living room. He just texted you so you didn’t understand why he wouldn’t be waiting in the living space like he always does.

You gasp when you reach his bedroom doorway, his corpse lying on the floor with blood oozing from a bullet hole in his head, lifeless eyes wide open. You look at the culprit who sits on the bed facing away from you.

“What the fuck?” You breathe out, uncomfortable and terrified from the display. You could recognize the mullet from anywhere. He stands up from the bed with the gun still in hand.

“Let’s go.” He says, expecting you to follow as he walks past you. Because of the gun in his hand, you really didn’t have a choice but to follow if you didn’t want to end up like your ex.

Sanzu: You knew that even if you’re unhappy with your marriage, you probably shouldn’t have cheated. Honestly, it wasn’t anything planned but you really needed the drugs you had bought from the dealer you were recommended. Who knew that the one night stand would turn into an affair. Though there didn’t seem to be any emotional connection on your part nor did it seem like his, you couldn’t stop contacting him and yearning for the pink haired man in more ways than you should for a drug dealer.

You thought what you experienced was normal until you realized you might’ve caught feelings for your dealer. Unfortunately, when you confessed, you were answered with a blank expression as you both smoked weed in his car. You realized how stupid you were to have confessed to someone when you were married so you stopped buying from him. It wasn’t until he showed up at your house and pulled you into a passionate kiss. You continued to make out until you were on the sofa, riding his cock once more as you moaned out his name.

His hands gripping your hips as he thrusted into you from below. One of his hands moved behind your head and pulled you to his shoulder as his other hand wrapped around your waist, aiming his cock deeper to keep hitting that spot that makes your thighs quake in his hold.

“Fuck.” He hissed as you rolled your hips harder, grunting as his grip tightened. “You sure you want this?”

“Uh huh.” You moan out as you nod, head falling back as the sound of your wet pussy squelches around his thick girth. When the sound of the front door clicks open, before you could turn your head around, Sanzu pulls his gun out from the pants that sat beside him and aims it for the intruder.

“No!” You gasp just as the shot rings out. A thud follows as you turn fully to eye your now dead husband.

“Oh my…!” Your head is forced to face Sanzu, the hand free of the gun holding the back of your head as the one holding the weapon wraps around your waist, his thrusts starting again as he purposefully aims deep into your pussy. You moan out as tears fall, the pleasure contrasting with the fear and guilt in your heart. He pulls your forehead against his as he continues to fuck into you.

“This is mine.” He aims the barrel of the gun on your pubis, finger against the trigger. You stare wide eyed into his crazed blue orbs. “Only mine, got it?” You nod as he removes the gun and replaces the arm back around your waist.

He continues until you both reach your orgasms, riding them out against each other as you lean your head on his shoulder, questioning everything that brought you to this point.

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chrollohearttags · 8 months

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kinktober day five

character: multiple (written with some of my fav, big dick slanging demons in mind: tengen, taiju, takita, zoro, draken, gojo, ony, etc.)

kink: size kink

show: multiple (JJK, Demon Slayer, OP, AOT, TR, etc.)

word count: less than 1K idk

content + themes: squirting, heavy drinking, dirty talk, subby reader (described as plus sized), daddy’s used, slaps the reader like once, choking, halloween themed (they’re in costumes), missionary

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“..nngh! Daddy..okayyy, fuck! It hurts..”

“Ah, ah…I don’t wanna here that now. Take it..take this dick like you said you would earlier.”

if there was ever a time in your life that the sentiment of “eating your words” had stood true, then it was this moment right here..somehow, your seemingly normal night of partying and dancing with friends at a fun Halloween party had quickly turned into you being drilled into your plush mattress and your legs pinned back behind your ears! Truthfully, it wasn’t the first time you’d landed yourself in this type of predicament and most certainly wouldn’t be the last but there was a certain intensity about your man that you couldn’t quite pinpoint…perhaps it was your constant misconduct. Being a brat and defying him when he told you you’d had one too many. Insisting you were fine and snatching away. Or maybe even shaking your ass on another man in an attempt to make him jealous. Whatever the root cause, you were certainly regretting your poor decision!

“ ‘S too much…goddamn..so fucking big.”

instead of chopping it up with your girls or taking pictures in those matching Spider-Man and Spider-girl fits, the crotch area had been torn to shreds and his hand was cradling your throat with a vice grip. Your entire lower half was trembling in immense pleasure; sticky from the constant stimulation that tight little pussy being pounded into oblivion. Cream dripping all down the sides of your plush, mocha colored thighs..such a perfect contrast. Clutching your own legs, you’d claw those long acrylics into your skin as those brown eyes rolled to the back of your skull; your body jolted around by those deep, unrelenting strokes. Although you two fucked like animals, it never made it any easier to adjust to how massive he was. Even after trying his damndest to train that body of yours, you could never take him past the halfway point. That thick girth, mushroom tip swollen from the repetitive prodding and those big, round balls smacking against your clit. It felt amazing but it was always a challenge. Releasing a series of whiny and shrill cries, you’d attempt to paw at his shredded six pack but to no avail, you couldn’t keep him out of you. The collision of your flesh filling the room alongside his deep voice, taunting you endlessly..it certainly didn’t help when his larger frame towered over you as well. Regardless of you being a bit bigger than the average woman, he handled you as if you weighed nothing more than that of a feather. Picking you up and thrashing you around at his leisure..it was so hot!

“Talk your shit now, baby. C’mon. Talk that shit with my dick inside of you.”

giving you another reminder not to try him with his thumb circling your clit. His hands soon made place on your pudgy little tummy, which he used to reign you in. His thrusts because faster by the second and you were coming unglued even quicker, quivering and quaking, he’d soon bog all of his weight down on your frame, truly honing in on your sweet spot. He was ensuring you had nowhere to run..it wasn’t long before that tight cunt was squeezing him with all your might and letting those first few inches stretch you open, just enough to get exactly what he wanted. “Come..” his only command and you’d follow shortly thereafter with a giant stream of spraying juices that coated his pecs and abs. A show that didn’t halt for almost an entire minute!…leaving you completely paralyzed with pleasure. Smacking your thigh, your boyfriend cackled in the most maniacal manner as he watched you writhe underneath him. Offering only more snarky remarks rather than solace.

“Next time, don’t get cute and make a scene in front of your little friends..you’re not in charge here, remember that.”

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itadoring · 9 months

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𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 / 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: fluff / multi characters

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒: kento, megumi, satoru, suguru, sukuna, toji & yuuji

𝗞𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗢 𝗡𝗔𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗜

“ Welcome back.” you greet him with a smile and take the work bag from his hands.

“ I told you not to wait for me.” he tells you in a tired tone as he takes off his shoes.

𝗞𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗼 goes to sit on the living room couch, leaning his head against the backrest and closes his eyes, as you join him soon after putting his bag away.

The work in the office only increases and his salary remains the same.

His thoughts occupy him so much that he doesn't hear you come and sit beside him. Only when you take his left hand in yours does 𝗞𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗼 look at you with his eyes full of affection and love.

Your thumb presses lightly on his thin, long fingers, and you calmly begin to massage his visibly swollen hands.

𝗞𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗼 first wraps his fingers around your thumb and then your hand, bringing it close to his thin lips, leaving a kiss on the back of your hand.

“ You are very kind. Thank you.” he tells you, showing a smile of gratitude.

𝗠𝗘𝗚𝗨𝗠𝗜 𝗙𝗨𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗚𝗨𝗥𝗢

“ Don't move!” you tell him, pulling his injured hand, which he has previously tried to remove from your grasp, towards you.

“ It's nothing. They are insignificant cuts.” he retorts in an annoyed tone. He doesn't understand why you are so obstinate in caring for something he doesn't even care about, as if those wounds of his could put his life at risk.

“ If you leave them like that, these wounds can give you infections. If you have infections, you will have diseases. If you get diseases, maybe you'll even have to amputate your hand.” you tell him dramatically the scenario as your own, now experienced, fingers put band-aids on his injured knuckles.

𝗠𝗲𝗴𝘂𝗺𝗶 looks at you resignedly, it is now a ritual for him to be medicated by you after he beats up some school bully.

“ Thank you.” when he says it, it's inaudible, but the smile that forms on your face is enough to let him know you heard him.

𝗦𝗔𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗨 𝗚𝗢𝗝𝗢

If there is something that 𝗦𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘂, the great and strong prodigy of the 𝗚𝗼𝗷𝗼 clan, is not gifted at, it is cooking.

No matter how many times he tries he always ends up endangering the kitchen and raising demonstrations for the rights of kitchens and against the misuse of them by inexperienced and untalented individuals like Mr. 𝗚𝗼𝗷𝗼.

This time he has decided well to make you participate and not try to do it all by himself. He stands behind you, his tall, muscular figure contradicting your petite one; his chin rests on your head as you tell him the latest gossip in your workplace.

Your fingers hovering over his, guiding his every movement as you slice up some vegetables. Your right hand wrapping around his hand that is currently holding the knife.

“ If you put your other hand like this, you won't cut your fingers off.” you add, showing him how to hold his left hand so that he doesn't hurt himself like the previous times.

𝗦𝗨𝗚𝗨𝗥𝗨 𝗚𝗘𝗧𝗢

It is about midnight when you wake up to a cold chill. The window is open and the usual breeze after the rain blows from it, causing you to pull your not-so-heavy blanket tighter.

You turn your head towards your boyfriend, who continues to sleep undisturbed, and move closer to his body: your back against his torso and your legs searching for a space between his.

One of his arms is under your head while the other is placed lightly on your side. You take his large hand and bring it close to your face, trying to cover your upper body with his body heat.

“ Are you cold?” the still sleepy voice of 𝗦𝘂𝗴𝘂𝗿𝘂 makes you wince a little, but you close your eyes again.

“ Yes, but it's better now.” you reply and he pulls you towards him, as if your contact wasn't enough.

𝗦𝗨𝗞𝗨𝗡𝗔 𝗥𝗬𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗡

You are sitting on the lap of the great king of curses who looks at you while you keep busy with his hand.

“ Oi, what do you find so interesting? Are you trying to read my hand?” he asks you mockingly, seeing your concentrated expression. You look at him for a moment and again at his hand. Your fingers gently caress his thicker, longer ones.

“ I envy your nails. You don't even have to go to the beautician to get them so well done.” you declare, comparing his long black nails with yours, for which you had to shell out money.

Your confession leaves 𝗦𝘂𝗸𝘂𝗻𝗮 speechless as he looks at you in surprise but at the same time in disbelief. He has never paid attention to this detail, or rather, it is not something he would waste time on.

A laugh comes out of his mouth, almost as if he is teasing you.

“ You leave me speechless.” he tells you and you look at him with a smile, proud of your work.

𝗧𝗢𝗝𝗜 𝗙𝗨𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗚𝗨𝗥𝗢

𝗧𝗼𝗷𝗶 sits manspread on the couch with you beside him, his hand resting on your thigh, his fingers occasionally caressing your skin.

You turn your gaze to him, him absorbed in the television programme with his head resting on the palm of his other hand, his elbow on the armrest of the couch.

You take his hand in yours, decidedly smaller, and touch first your palms and then your fingers. The tips of yours don't even reach halfway to his.

“ What long fingers.” you say almost as if you're talking to yourself.

𝗧𝗼𝗷𝗶 turns his head and the right side of his lips turn up, also highlighting the small scar, showing you a smirk.

He opens his hand wider and intertwines his fingers with yours. You look at him not understanding and he kisses the back of your hand without taking his green eyes off you.

“ You really like my long fingers, don't ya?”

𝗬𝗨𝗝𝗜 𝗜𝗧𝗔𝗗𝗢𝗥𝗜

“ Don't let go, please.” you tell him a little afraid to fall face-first onto the ice slope.

𝗬𝘂𝗷𝗶 chuckles and you tighten your grip on both of his hands covered by your winter gloves. You still don't understand why you accepted his idea of skating when you've obviously never done it before.

“ You're getting better! Keep it up, good girl.” he says in an encouraging tone and moves toward the center of the rink as you follow him unsure of your movements.

“ Yuʼ, don't be fast.” you complain and are on the verge of tears as you feel yourself losing your balance, even though you have your boyfriend in front of you whose hands you keep welded tightly.

𝗬𝘂𝗷𝗶 is good at any sport and decides to speed up just a little. He pulls you toward him a little while still maintaining some distance, and shows you his toothy smile.

“ You don't have to be afraid when I'm here.” holy words spoken before he falls down with you.

My asks are open if you want.

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letstalkaboutshtufff · 2 months

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I’m Sorry I Wasn’t Enough

Neteyam x reader

Pairing: Neteyam Sully x Reader Mate

Warnings: Mentions of Arranged Marriage, violence, blood.

Summary: A year after your marriage you are looking back on things, more specifically your non existent relationship with your mate. When something happens and you’re in danger how will Neteyam react? Oh and you’re injured?

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Today marked the one year anniversary of your bonding ceremony to the future oleykten of the omatikaya. One year and one month since your life had changed forever

Neteyam te Sully, son of Toruk Makto… your husband. You remember it like it was yesterday..

The war with the sky people had gotten increasingly difficult, Toruk makto had been meeting with your Grandfather to discuss a potential alliance between the clans to aid in the fight against the sky people.

It was a shock to all when your Grandfather said they would only help if there was a blood alliance. Meaning you, the sole heir were to be married to Neteyam, there clans heir.

It was a smart move for all parties involved on paper. A decision that would strengthen everyone, combining resources, combining armies, combining… well everything. But happiness for everyone else unfortunately meant the sacrifice for you and Neteyam.

Toruk Makto had asked you many times if you were alright with it, to which you politely said you were ready to do anything to aid the cause against the sky people.

It’s not like you could have said anything else.

Your parents were not alive to defend you, your grandfather was a good leader but couldn’t care less about your happiness. “Good leaders need to make sacrifices for the people.”

Neteyam understood the same thing. He also wanted nothing more than to prove himself.

So you both agreed without so much as having more than one conversation together.

Within a few days you had packed all your belongings and were mounting an Ikran. Your new life awaited you.

A month later you were mated before Eywa to Neteyam. Bonded in every way except the heart.

Neteyam wasn’t cruel no but he was… serious. The heavy burden of war on his responsible shoulders. He was civil with you. Spoke when nessesary to you but other than that… you barely ever saw him.

His days were either filled with preparing for raids or the raids himself and he would enter your home pod late when you were asleep and leave at first light.

The only time you ever felt any sort of emotion from him was during your first and only mating bond. Connecting your queues forced emotion to flow through the both of you, and he had been gentle and caring. But you realized soon after that that was a one time occurrence and that warmth was not a thing your mate was capable of.

Well at least not with you. He was caring with his family, you’d watched him interact with them from afar. He was careful not to show this side of him to many but you did manage to see it several times before he noticed you were there, then he’d swiftly mask his face.

You really didn’t understand his coldness. You were mated for life shouldn’t you both make an effort to at least be friends?

You tried to be someone he would proud to call his mate. You helped around the village, especially with the wounded, you made sure not to fight with anyone and keep a cool head. You did everything you could but he never saw you.. never saw your efforts.. even though you saw his.

Over the year you watched your mate. You grew to admire his strength and character. Perhaps that is why it hurt so much. You had feelings for a man who barely acknowledged your existence.

You let out a deep sigh. The trees of the forest were the only ever witnesses to your sorrow. You adjusted your net covering around you. It was getting colder, your old home never reached cool temperatures so you were not prepared for it.

You really didn’t have friends save for Neteyams siblings. And even there you didn’t spend that much time with them seeing how much trouble they liked to get into. You didn’t want to risk upsetting your mate.

You would admit that you were lonely however. When you weren’t needed in the village you spent your time exploring the never ending forest that was your home. You weren’t raised in one so you were always venturing out and exploring.

Today however due to your more than usual sadness, what with it being your anniversary and all you had walked further than you intended.

You paused your steps hearing several voices up ahead, what were Navi doing all the way out here?

You slowly crept closer to the sounds but made sure to stay hidden behind the trees.

Your eyes widened when you caught sight of the Navi- no Avatars that were clad in military gear and holding AR’s.

You carefully moved backwards until you were out of earshot.

You knew you had to tell your mate. They were clearly dangerous.

You felt for the weird contraption around your neck, you never had to use it before. You pressed down on it,

“N-neteyam?” You spoke shakily.

A few seconds passed before you heard a click. “Y/n…? Is that you?”

You could hear the slight confusion in his voice. At least he recognized you.

“Y-yes um, I’m out in the forest and there’s these Avatars… but they don’t look normal, they are dressed in camo and are holding AR’s…”

“What’s you pos?”

“W-what?” You furrowed your brows.

“Your position, where are you right now?” He spoke a bit more sternly.

“I’m-“

Wait where were you?

“Y/n?”

“I’m not sure but they were standing in front of an old worn down building..like a shack… something from the sky people I think..”

You could hear an intake of breath, “Y/n listen to me carefully, you’re going to get out of there without making a sound ok? Get back here immediately.”

You nodded before realizing he couldn’t see you, “ok I’m coming” you released the button and started to run as quietly as you could back the way you came.

Adrenaline coursed through you, you looked back several times to ensure you weren’t being followed.

You stopped to catch your breath, hopefully this was far enough-

“Ah!” You cried out falling backwards seeing a fresh bullet lodged in the now smoking tree beside you.

You quickly regained your footing and started barreling forward.

A round of explosive pops rang from behind you, debris grazing your back.

Oh Great Mother help me!

You cried out as another bullet whizzed right by your ear causing you to lose balance.

You heard shouts but they spoke in a language unknown to you.

You moved to get up when suddenly your queue was yanked back forcefully.

You hissed at your abuser, but he only smiled. Again he spoke in a language you didn’t understand.

“L-Let me go!” You tried clawing at his hand but he only yanked harder causing your vision to go white in seering pain.

Was he going to kill you? You wish you could at least understand what he was shouting at you.

He used your queue to turn you harshly around. You hissed again now able to fully see your attacker.

He only rolled his eyes said something that again failed your understanding and swiftly backhanded you into the dirt.

While you lay on the ground in pain he held a hand to his ear saying something into his comm.

You had to do something, he was going to kill you or take you back to the others…

Your eyes perked up seeing something glinting strapped to his boot.

You figured it was best to attack while he was distracted…

I guess it’s now or never,

You swiftly grabbed the knife and plunged it into his stomach.

“Gah! You bitch!”

You didn’t stick around to see his reaction, you were already darting away. You heard the cocking of his gun and immediately started weaving through trees.

*POP* *POP* *POP*

It was a miracle you avoided all the bullets.

You made the mistake of looking back for a split second and found yourself tumbling over a root.

You gasped and tried to right yourself but he was already there pointing his gun.

Your eyes met his murderous ones and you knew this was it.

You let out one more frightened hiss and watched his finger start to pull.

*POP POP*

You couldn’t help the cry that left your mouth but- why weren’t you in pain?

“Y/N move!” Suddenly an arm was yanking you up onto your feet.

“N-neteyam!?” You couldn’t believe your eyes. He was about to speak when moments later more gunshots rang out. You gasped seeing more avatars emerging from the trees.

“Neteyam get her out of here! Move!” Jake jumped in front of you both and motioned for you to run. A few Navi warriors aiding him shooting their own weapons.

Neteyam pulled you through the trees at record speed, he quickly pulled you onto his Ikran before mounting it himself behind you and flying away. His eyes scanning the trees to make sure no one was aiming anything at them.

“Are you injured?” He asked in that raw tone he used in the middle of battle. Serious and to the point.

You shook your head, not trusting your voice not to crack. That was the last thing you wanted to do was cry in front of him.

He sighed before adjusting his reins. His silence was like poison. Slowly seeping into you making you feel ten times worse then when you were just under that guys gun.

You were breathing heavily when he landed the ikran on the mountain ledge.

He dismounted first then held out his hand, you let him help you down thanking Eywa that your legs didn’t give out on you in front of the entire village who were currently staring.

“Neteyam!” Tuk ran up and hugged your mate tightly.

The silly siblings all ran up to you guys asking what happened.

“Are you hurt sister?” Kiri eyed you up and down wearily.

“I’m alright, don’t worry…”

“Y/n!” Tuk was quick to switch to you and you embraced her warmly wanting to ease the fear on her face.

“Everyone is alright Tuk, please don’t cry…” you stroked her back calming her down, or maybe you were using her as a buffer.

You hesitantly glanced up to where Neteyam was speaking to his mother. He looked pissed. Neytiris eyes met your worried ones for a split second, softening slightly before turning back to her son. Her eyes widened in some sort of threat before sighing and coming to you.

“Are you alright daughter?” She placed a hand on your shoulder.

“I’m alright…I’m sorry for all of this I-“ she shushed you quickly.

“Don’t, it’s alright, everyone is alright…” you sighed and nodded to her thankful that she wasn’t upset with you for putting her family in danger.

“Y/n” you sucked in a breath and met your mates eyes. You wanted to let out a whimper at the anger they held.

He motioned for you to follow him. Every step felt like someone had placed a stone in your heart.

He pulled aside the flap of your tent and looked forward waiting for you to enter.

With shakey breaths you ducked under and stepped into your home.

Your fingers pulling at your netted covering as a nervous distraction.

You had seen Neteyam angry countless times before, at warriors who disobeyed orders. At his brother for causing trouble, at anyone who seriously stepped out of line.

You shivered in place now that for the first time that anger was directed at you.

He yanked the flap back down and rounded on you.

“What the hell were you thinking!?” His eyes shooting daggers through you.

“I-I I’m sorry I didn’t mean-“

“Do you know how much danger you’ve put everyone in?! They could’ve followed you back to our village and done who knows what!”

“I never would have-“

“What were you thinking wandering around there!? That areas off limits for a reason!”

“I didn’t know- Neteyam I-!”

“Enough! I don’t want to hear your excuses.” You felt the tears running down your cheeks and it seemed to trigger Neteyam to at least bring his anger down a notch.

He turned around letting out a sigh,

He hated you, that was evident now. He may have hidden his distaste before but now that you had finally angered him his true colors showed.

It only made your tears come faster. The adrenaline finally wearing off, you realized just how scared you had been. Your body ached, craving nothing more than to curl up and rest.

Not to mention an annoying pinching feeling on your abdomen that was getting increasingly more painful. Like a sting from a beertus beetle.

You ignored it focusing on the man before you.

He held a hand up to his neck, you could hear his father speaking on the other side.

They talked for a minute, you released a breath you didn’t know you were holding when you heard that everyone was alright.

Neteyam ended the line and his head turned towards you. He seemed a bit calmer now that he knew everyone was ok.

Your eyes couldn’t handle his glare at the moment so instead they landed on the mat beneath you.

It was quiet for several moments, the air thick with tension.

“You are never to go there or anywhere near that area again understood?” He spoke to you like you were one of his soldiers.

“Understood…” your voice was hoarse but at least it didn’t break.

He nodded before turning to leave and meet with his father to discuss this new threat.

Your heard his footsteps start to fade which meant he was going to leave. Of course he would. Why would he want to stay with someone like you?

Your eyes were still glued to the mat. A beautifully woven mat that was a gift from your Mother in law. It was dyed in beautiful colors.

Huh? Did something spill on it? Your eyebrows furrowed seeing red droplets. Hopefully that wouldn’t stain.. was it juice? You hoped it-

Another drop, forming right before your eyes. You looked up at the ceiling, frowning when you didn’t see anything. Then something clicked and you moved your netted cover to the side, you expected to see a cut or deep scrape from your falls. But you felt like a bucket of ice had been dumped on you when you saw it.

Why Great mother? Why were you testing me like this?

You let out a distressed whimper. Your eyes shot to the entrance where your mate had just stepped out of seconds before. You could still hear his footsteps.

You could call to him. He would hear you. But you didn’t. You couldn’t.. your mate already hated you. You would not tell him this and make him even angrier.

You would not tell him you had been shot…

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You cursed realizing quickly that that was probably the dumbest mistake you had made. Because moments later you were too dizzy to stand and were sprawled out onto the floor clutching your side.

How could you get help now? Was this how you were going to die? It certainly looked like it..

You thought of your mate. He hated you, maybe it was…. You whimpered at your next thought.

Maybe this was for the better. He would find a new mate and be happy.

Yeah, you could do this for him… why should such a good person be miserable..?

But wait… would this damage his reputation? That he let sky people kill his mate?

Was this actually going to hurt him?

A Navi males reputation was everything. If he couldn’t protect his family who would trust him to protect the people.

No, you couldn’t be selfish. If you died, he would suffer in his position.

For the second time ever you reached up to your neck, fingers slippery from the blood.

“N-neteyam…” was that your voice? It sounded so different…

Would he even answer? He probably thought you were trying to make excuses for what happened. You tried calling out a few more times.

You felt your heart sink at the silence, it looked like he had shut the line off.

As your vision began to blur at the edges you realized that it looked like his reputation was going to suffer after all.

Even though you knew he wasn’t listening you held the button down once more, one final time…

“I’m s-sorry Neteyam.. I really tried to be a w-worthy m-mate.. I’m sorry I couldn’t do b-better mmh, p-pl.. please tell the p-people it was m-my fault not yours…I… I really did love you N-Neteyam, I-i h-hope your next mate will make you happy-“

Your fingers slipped from exhaustion and your vision failed you completely.

Goodbye my Neteyam…

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Neteyam had never moved so fast in all his life.…

Ooooh a cliffhanger hehehe, also is anyone actually reading this? Should I do a part 2👀❤️

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akanemnon · 29 days

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Is Kris okay? Because they seem out of character

They really aren't. Throughout the first two chapters, there are moments that hint towards Kris actually being a pretty anxious person. The aftermath of the Spamton NEO fight comes to mind, or how panicked they sound when they try to tell officer Undyne about Dark Worlds, or how their first reaction to when the school closet to the Dark World opens is to back away. Kris is not indifferent to everything around them. That tendency to shut down is possibly just a defense mechanism. Think about it. Their parents went through a (presumably) messy divorce, their brother (who they were closest to out of anyone) went far away to college, and they are being controlled by us against their own will. And right now in this comic itself they are definitely NOT having a good time either. By all means, they are chaotic and a prankster, but if given the opportunity by the player, Kris shows those rare moments of their true nature. Thing is, we as the player and most characters in the game itself don't get to experience this side of them very often. Since Twin Runes got rid of the player altogether, we and everyone else get to see their whole palette of emotions on full blast.

Like anon said, they are fearing for their LIFE (and that of their dad specifically, since they think their mother is this Dark World's Knight). There are no saftey nets. No saves. No resets. One wrong step and that's it.

Also, keep in mind that while TR!Kris definitely shares elements with canon Kris, they are not exactly the same character. They are a lot more exaggerated than canon Kris. That is true for most characters in this story. I try to stick to canon as much as possible, but there are deviations here and there (the puppet limbs come to mind, for example). This is still an AU after all.

#ask #twin runes #kris dreemurr #queued post

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dxstopiaa · 1 year

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Sinful Syllables

Synopsis: Name-spelling never exposed your lover’s dirty secrets like this before. [18+ drabbles]

Characters: Thoma, Ayato, Childe and Dottore x Fem! Reader! <3

Warnings: Pure NSFW content, interact at your own risk. [Content: Oral giving and receiving, Impact Play, Exhibitionism, Humiliation.] [ exposed myself with dottore’s part (>////<) ? ]

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Thoma

Toys

“Ah—Dear! Please, Stop!” His muffled whines were whispered into your ear. Poor Thoma, he tried so hard to resist whatever scandalous plans you had, just for you, yet you’re pushing him to his limit. That vibrating cock ring you had begged him to try— the housekeeper was doing his best to not cum in his boxers, it would be more to add to his already busy schedule. You chuckled lightly as he almost collapsed onto you, opting to guide him to the bedroom to give him his long awaited reward.

Humiliation

He knew you still had some decency not to take the teasing too far in-front of the Kamisato clan, but that doesn’t mean you never done so. You think it’s adorable when he stifles a moan beside you when sitting together, rubbing your hand over his clothed erection. The worst part is that the other maids gave him a questionable look. Embarrassment glowed on his cheeks, covering his face from shame. He couldn’t believe how he had let you reduce him to such a state, maybe it’s that gorgeous grin on your lips—the ones he wanted to kiss so badly.

Oral

He’s inexperienced with giving oral— it’s messy and experimental but it never fails to have you cumming over his tongue from every sloppy kiss to your clit. You’re latching onto his golden hair, tugging on it with every wave of euphoria which hit you, pulling his face flush in-between your thighs. He’s treated you so well, this gesture should be reciprocated too, no? You’d trail your lips over his tip, sucking and licking the sensitive slit of his. Thoma whines and groans whilst you begin to deepthroat his cock, relishing in the feeling of your warm mouth.

Moaning

Thoma makes the prettiest noises— drag your tongue over his nipples and he’ll be whining and whimpering, run sloppy kisses over the tip of his dick and you’ll have a moaning mess of a man beneath you. Each touch of yours flowed pleasurably through his body like water and electricity, he’s always very sensitive. Don’t forget the pleads and broken begs he stutters out when you edge him for the first time, increasing in volume and desperation as minutes passed. “Ah..! Continue, i beg of you!”

Authority

While he is a switch, he’s more on the submissive side. Why you ask? He’s always so busy with his duties he longs for the scenario where he can just let go of himself for once. Your boyfriend is extremely tired once he comes back to you after a day’s work, so much so that he allows you to do whatever you want to him. Ride him? Sure, Thoma adores the way your body slides up and down his cock, evidently with his breathy moans. Just want to cuddle and cockwarm him? That’s completely fine too, he’ll fall asleep with you closer than ever. Some occasions he’ll be dominant with you if you’ve been teasing him for so long, but he always eventually ends up following your every command.

Ayato

Authority

Most definitely dominant, the commissioner prefers to be in control as he knows exactly how to make the both of you feel good. No doubt about it, he finds it endearing how you want to try and top him, but one way or another you’ll be beneath him, punished for trying to tease too much. Whether you want Ayato to be soft or rough, he’ll cater to your desires, just leave it all to him. He will send tides of delight wherever you wish so, on your delicate pussy or your pretty breasts.

Yearning

He tries ever so hard to concentrate on the documents on the table in-front of him, but the longer he stares, the more that unholy image of your unclothed body on the very same desk reappears. His dick throbbed against the tight constraints of his suit trousers, making it even more of a challenge to focus. The friction of his hand trailing up his cock reminded him of your ass grinding against his thigh whilst he’s working— it almost compelled him to invite you to his office himself. Only a few more minutes and he’ll have his way with you.

Addiction

He’s addicted to your soft pants whenever he’s pumping in and out of you—such beautiful noises from his beloved, but ever sinful. It’s futile really, you’re begging to the Celestia above that he’ll let you have your release, you should be praying to him instead. No issue though, Ayato can just fuck you harder and rougher until you realise your mistake and begin to sing melodic pleads to your fiancé instead. He deserves your attention, he supposes.

Threesome

“Relax, princess.” He coos, sending your discomfort upon feeling a second dick resting against your ass. Ayato had proposed the concept of his hydro silhouette mere minutes ago, but the idea hadn’t processed through yet from how hard he was fucking you, reducing your mind to a numb, stimulated mess. The unusual yet not unpleasant sensation of the sly mimic sliding his cock between your soft thighs before thrusting into pace beside your fiancé left you desperate for more and more. A mix of hydro and cum leaked down your legs and poured out from your cunt when they both finished inside you, the silhouette disappeared after Ayato dismissed it, he’d rather put his strength into caring for your exhausted body.

Orgasm

He knows you’re close, he can feel your wet pussy clenching him so tightly. Your moans grew in volume, as did your back arch into Ayato’s bare chest. Does he let you finish, or should be edge you till he’s the one cunning first? Both offers are so, so tempting that the Yashiro commissioner can’t make his mind up. If he’s feeling generous enough that day, he would ask you which you’d prefer. If he’s in a teasing mood, he’ll do the exact opposite of what you ask him, adoring those groans of frustration from your pouty lips. Perhaps you should ask nicely.

Childe

Cum

If there was one place Tartaglia loved to cum, it would be inside of you. Your pussy clenching around his cock in a desirous objective to keep his hot load within you. It was difficult for your boyfriend not to get hard again from how eager you were to please him. His cum is definitely thick and there’s a substantial amount of it—yet it doesn’t take long at all for him to spill all of it wherever he wants. Whether it’s all over his hands whilst showering, thinking of your ass bouncing against his hips or over your breasts, he can’t go a day or two without relieving himself.

Hypersexual

Sex was on his mind constantly, his mind often wanders to your body whilst he’s in important meetings or simply when you’re sleeping beside him. It pains him to have to conceal his hardness; it was something the immature man was yet to learn. Of course, he’d always ask you if you’re comfortable with his high-maintenance libido, just for you he’d be willing to learn self control. Don’t leave him waiting for too long though, or the next time he’ll be pumping into you for hours.

Impregnation

Everyone knows how fond Childe is of familial bonds— he adores the day he’ll be able to greet his children when he arrives from work, dedicating as much time as he can to being a good father. So expect to be held into a mating press with his dick, for once, slowly and carefully moving along your walls, ensuring he hits your cervix so he can fill it with as much of his seed as possible. He lusts over your soft moans, it tells the young harbinger exactly how contented you feel and how deep he’s reaching. Bonus for your husband if you beg him for his cum, he’ll have you in all possible positions to ensure all his sperm can reach your womb.

Lingerie

It’s not a new discovery that Tartaglia has the overflowing income he can spend without any worry. Why not buy you something to pamper yourself with whilst he’s here? Red’s his favourite colour to see, it looks so gorgeous on you. Lace, silk and frills are no exception to these garments, they’ll always be personalised to match you to so that he gets hard just thinking about it. He absolutely adores you teasing him by sitting on his lap or bending over in that skimpy short robe to reveal your delicate panties. So much so that he’ll just move them to the side when he fucks you.

Dacryphillia

Glossy, tear-ridden eyes greet his lusty ones as you try your best to keep it hidden. Cute, but it doesn’t work. Tartaglia will keep thrusting deeper and deeper until the droplets of salty water descend your flushed cheeks. Your pants and cries of it all being too much go unheard—no, ignored even, your boyfriend is too busy overstimulating you. “Awe, it’s alright, princess, at least you know how good i make you feel…mhm?”

Energy

A well-fought harbinger, determined in battle, you can’t expect him to be any less energetic in bed, can’t you? Childe can run on pure lust alone, he disregards any tiredness with the motive of chasing out every last orgasm you have for him. Most nights, expect around three, lengthy rounds—if you’ve managed to work him up or fill him with jealousy, oh no. Be prepared to be bred and fucked until you’re rendered half-unconscious from the pleasure. “Exhausted already, love? Ah, that won’t do, you’ve got more stamina than that, i know you do.”

Dottore

Diversiform

It was all just too much — your pretty mouth stretched open to accommodate for your husband’s cock whilst your delicate hands smoothed over his clones’ either side of you, their grunts drowning out your own cries of ecstasy. Not to mention the lookalike who was pounding deep inside of you, fucking you roughly with each chasmic thrust. Dottore cackled, chanting a compound of praise and coos. He should suggest his lewd ideas more often, he suggests. “Hah, love…just like that, my wife.”

Oral

Your lips were coated in his cum and saliva— Dottore would pull you up by your collar to taste himself from your sore lips, moaning loudly when you’d try to grind against him whilst you temporarily sat on his lap. It was an endless cycle of trying to fit his length into your warm mouth, tears rolling down your cheeks whilst gagging as he had thrusted too far down your throat. Your knees would be scarlet and bruised afterwards— but he knew you liked it rough anyways.

Toys

As, perhaps, the most skilled ‘engineer’ within Teyvat, the proposal of toys had been brought up countless times. Though of course, not without some modifications. Dottore often sat a few feet away, stroking his calloused hand over his dick whilst you pleasured yourself with his inventions. A phallic-shaped piece ravaging your walls, the automatic movement proving too rapid for your limits. Tears collected in the corner of your eyes, hiccuping whilst begging your beloved to fill you up instead. He merely huffed, accelerating the speed once more.

Tentacles

It wasn’t uncustomary for the harbinger to introduce all sorts of new fantasies, but upon witnessing you indulging in such filthy… aquatic novels, he had decided to treat you a little. Hence why you were strewn across his bed, tendrils from who knows where filling you up, the slimy appendages slithering over your clit and pumping against your already full cervix whilst you writhed and moaned, clasping onto Dottore’s hand as he relished in the obscene sounds. You were abandoned in the realm of overstimulation, barely able to slur some muffled pleads from your lips whilst the array of suction cups continued to suck on your sensitive nipples.

Objection

Tears threatened to spill from your glossy eyes when your beloved pulled out right before you reached your climax. He loved watching you force yourself back against his cock, your soft thighs hitting his own in desperation. So cute, maybe he should just let you have your release. On second thought, he recalls your bratty behaviour earlier and the doctor decides your punishment hasn’t finished just yet.

Restraints

Your husband ponders that you look beautiful like this— thick leather straps pulling and coercing your plush thighs open, swerving around your breasts and ass, squeezing them ever so slightly. The mere appearance of the constraints pulling you into submission has him painfully hard whilst he imagines everything he could do to you right now.

Embarrassment

“Look at you, already making a mess of yourself…” The doctor frowned, fucking the disobedience from your body mercilessly whilst he ignored your mewls of humiliation. He just loved seeing your strained expression, retaining as much dignity as you could when you’re literally being stared at by a trio of flustered, lusty fatui agents. The harbinger continued to cackle spontaneously at you, who trying ever so hard not to disappoint her dear husband. Dottore continued to pinch and suck your sensitive nipples whilst he rammed into you over and over again, so much so that you no longer cared who was observing.

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kenmjiro · 8 months

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── ◌ೄ◌ྀ ˊˎ Scenarios (TR BOYS)

⋆⸜ 🎧✮₊˚ Characters; Manjiro Sano, Keisuke Baji, Takashi Mitsuya

ஜ ˖ ࣪࿐ TWS: Perversion, naked, lingerie, smut, +18

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ Manjiro Sano

Your boyfriend's eyes couldn't be more open. Neither does his mouth.

“How does it look on me?”You adjusted the straps of your panties and slowly turned around completely. When you were on your back for a few seconds Mikey let out a little scream to himself, not being able to believe how good you looked at that moment.

You were left in front of him again, his gaze was anywhere but in your eyes.

“Let's see... I didn't see well, take another turn.” You smiled at his impudence and took a turn again in your place, so that he could see the whole thing better.

“And...?” you asked, looking at him face to face again. By now Mikey had his hand against his mouth, his eyes darting up and down, completely stunned.

“It's nice,” was the only thing he said, his voice sounding almost painful

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ Keisuke Baji

“Do you want me to sit there and just watch you model lingerie for me?”He asked, crossing his arms. You nodded, watching his eyebrows rise.

“Yes.” you saw him make a face.

“No, no shit, for your own good it's better that you decide for yourself about them.” he turned around and left the room. Just like that.

“Well, you lose it,”you chanted as you went to the bathroom to change. If you knew your boyfriend well then he would be outside waiting for you even if he refused.

As you left you confirmed it, causing a laugh on your part.

Half of his body was inside the room, in the door frame he had rested his mouth against the back of his hand, more than likely biting himself. When he saw you come out of the bathroom in the burgundy velvet ensemble, his eyes swept your body from top to bottom.

“What are you saying?” You turned around in your place so that he could see the details of the back in full. Baji leaned his face more to one side, further into the room to observe in detail.

“Shit, why are you doing this to me?” the boy snorted and began to mutter quietly to himself.

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ Takashi Mitsuya

“You're good at these things so be honest and don't say it's cute just because you like me, okay? ”Mitsuya looked at you and nodded, totally firm.- Great, wait for me outside here.

“Anyway, I could make you an outfit,” Mitsuya murmured into the air. “And I would be more than happy to take your measurements,Y/n”

You dressed inside the bathroom quickly and came out after a while. The black outfit fit your body perfectly, the panties had two straps that wrapped around your hips, to tell the truth it took you a little while to put them on.

“Mhm... come closer.” Mitsuya settled back in the chair, moving his hips slightly and called you with his hand.

When he was in front of him, he stood up again and stretched his hands to the height of your panties, adjusting the straps over the bone of your hips. At that moment he took advantage of touching the material with his fingers, outlined the edge a little and separated his hands from you.

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I saw you did an ideal type of girl for Mikey. Can I have the same requests for Baji and Shinichiro, please? 🥺🫶

Dark-haired guys got me on a chokehold it is not funny anymore 🥲

YES TY SM FOR REQUESTING

That’s so real, literally any Tokyo revengers character solos every anime boy there is like I’m not even joking😭( the whole Sano family got me kicking my feet like even the grandfather. I saw a fanart on when was young and I was dang😍)

But here you go love!

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SHNICHIRO SANO

- everyone and their mother knows that poor Shinichiro was rejected 20 times. But they say the one finds you when you stop looking for them, and that’s what happened to Shinichiro when he found you. He gave up at that point, firmly believing that no one would love him and he’d die single. That is until a certain, girly walked in his bike shop, asking for a decent, good bike that’s fast. His heart beat up at the sight of you, you just looked so alluring and attractive. He was in a love daze as you were talking, explaining what bike you wanted.

- I think Shinichiro needs someone who is sweet and kind, and able to understand easily. As we see in the manga, he loses his patience and can be harsh when he’s in anger. He needs someone who is compassionate and willing to take any heat from him.

- of course he will try his hardest not to lash out on you when he’s angry. He’d be so sweet to you and lash out on someone else. But even that’s no good to you, like Mikey, he needs a moral compass. Someone who will teach him right from wrong.

- it’s very hard to grow up without a father figure and having to take the lead of raising 2 kids along with another raging teen, Shinichiro is an overwhelmingly stressed and needs your tender love to soothe him, you alone soothes him. The very thought of you staying by his side is comforting him in ways you don’t even know.

- He has the big brother personality engraved in him so he’s very protective of you. Headcanons include him always having his hand on you lower back, or him holding your hand, walks behind you all the time, shielding his arm around your shoulder. When you’re sitting down on a bench, he has his arm around the bench behind you with his legs crossed talking to you so close. (When men do this I always get butterflies😛)

- As in looks, he doesn’t really care what you look like either, though I imagine him as someone who prefers a girl with long hair like Kuroo does😭 he thinks long hair girls look like princesses. If you had bangs too, he’d be all over you. Kissing you as much as you let him.

-he has been through so much, just make sure to stay by his side and you’ll be his number one. He’s planning to marry you when he has everything figured out <3

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BAJI KEISUKE

- Baji was voted number 1 in best lover of Tr♥️ you already know 😍😍

- Baji is fierce, hot headed and outspoken. He appears to have a strong, intimidating demeanor but under all of that, he’s respectful and loving. He treats you so well and so nicely it keeps you up at night smiling.

- he needs someone who’s a almost the opposite of him. He was always smitten by the nice, soft girls when he grew up so he needs someone who is loving and loyal. Who stays by his side even when you don’t understand his reasonings. Someone who would do crazy stuff with him like burn abandoned cars. Someone who isn’t a kill joy with these things.

- he’d adore you if you found simple things like going to a gas station late at night more just riding his bike together with you at night exciting. His eyes would be glued to your face the whole night. Noting what excites you and what makes you happy so he could do it more often. He loves seeing you happy and enjoying every moment.

- Shares everything with you. He might’ve been an only child, but his mom taught him good things that make him a gentleman. He would share his food, earphone, anything you ask.

- he needs someone who is selfless. Someone who puts others feeling before theirs.

- for looks, he doesn’t care, as long as you’re healthy, he’s satisfied💕

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Ty again so much for requesting <3

Please request more of these! I find them fun!

#tokyo revengers x reader #shinichiro sano x reader #shinichiro sano #baji keisuke #baji keisuke x reader

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