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gyeomsweetgyeom · 3 months

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[7:06 pm]

(cw: f!reader)

a/n: here’s our boyyyyyyy!

"Stop looking at me like that, I'm mad at you right now!" You yell at fratboy!Jaehyun.

"Baby, you look so pretty though. I'm admiring you," Jaehyun tells you softly.

In any other situation you would be a puddle on the floor with Jaehyun's affection. Usually his star-dazed look would have you squealing and peppering his face with kisses until you were both out of breath. It was one of your favorite ways he looked at you. He made you feel so loved. He had dug out a full body mirror and set up a little "getting ready" corner for you near the outlet by a window in his room. Yes, it was cute. It was so sweet of him. You had even gushed over it, peppering his face with kisses for a full minute before you sat down and started doing your makeup.

But today, today the puppy dog, heart eyes weren't going to work. The nu chi delta formal was today and Jaehyun had begged you to get ready with him at the frat house. So here you were, on time, thinking you had more than enough time to get ready.

You were busy blending the eye shadows on your eyelid, making sure they were well blended. You still had to do your hair, your base makeup, and get dressed. Thankfully you had an hour left to get ready. An hour to make sure you looked perfect for the frat formal.

A knock came from the door and Johnny's head popped in, "You guys gonna be ready in half an hour?"

The eye shadow brush dropped from your hand to the floor, "half and hour? As in 30 minutes? Three Zero?"

"Yeah we want to get there a little early to make sure everything looks good, but we were going to leave at 7:30 anyway."

You stood up, pacing around the room in a panic, running your hands through your hair, "Jaehyun! You told me 8:15, 8 at the earliest."

"The calendar on the fridge has said 7:30 since we secured the venue. Bro, we definitely need to be on time, we're officers for the frat," Johnny added with his brows furrowed in confusion.

"Baby, I'm sorry. I thought it was 8:30," Jaehyun apologized genuinely with his stupid, puppy dog eyes.

You stopped your pacing, holding your hand up in Jaehyun's direction, "stop talking, ok. I have to finish doing my make up and- oh my god I only have my eyes done and I still have to do my hair!"

You rushed back to the mirror and with shaky hands began to hurriedly doing your make up. Johnny sent Jaehyun a sheepish, apologetic smile while he slipped out. of the room.

You took a deep breath, calming your nerves, "Ok, I have an idea. You can leave without me and I'll Uber there."

Jaehyun's jaw dropped, "No way! I'm not letting my girlfriend show up alone. My girl can't show up alone! I'll help you, tell me how I can help."

"Do you know how to use a straightener?"

Jaehyun replied eagerly, "No, but I'll learn to help you. Just tell me what to do."

You walked him through the steps and soon enough, with slow, precise movements Jaehyun was running the flat iron through your hair.

"Five minutes! Limo's are getting here in five minutes!" Someone called out from the top of the stairs.

"Ok we're done. You did such a good job baby, thank you," you smiled at Jaehyun.

"You still have to get dressed and I need help with my bow tie," Jaehyun reminded you, pulling your dress off the hanger and handing it to you.

He helped you with the zipper on the back and helped clasp the straps on your heels. While you tied his bow tie he even spritzed you with perfume.

You both made your way down the stairs and out of the house, almost out of breath.

"Looking goo everybody. Now remember, I want everyone on their best behavior tonight. This is not a house party, it's a frat formal. Please behave yourselves or face the consequences," Taeyong told everyone as they stood on the lawn.

"Consequences being, sober men at the next party, bathroom clean up crew, and chefs for a week," Johnny added with a deviously sweet smile.

You moved to join the other officers and seniors in the "exclusive" limo, Jaehyun grabbed your arm gently, "just a second baby."

He stood in front of you and with gentle movements reached toward your eye with with pointer finger and thumb, "let me fix your eyelash for you."

His warm breath fanned over your face as he helped you fix your false eyelashes. He pulled away assessing his work before giving you a nod and a smile, "done. You look beautiful, baby."

Your face warmed at his compliment, "Thank you, love."

He leaned in slowly, pressing a short but lingering kiss to your lips so as to not mess up he make up he watched you stress over.

"No way! No! What part of best behavior do you not understand Jaehyun?! Get in the limo and don't let me catch that happen again or Taeyong is going to have to drag my fighting body out of the venue," Haechan screamed angrily from the sun roof in the second limo, an accusatory finger pointed at Jaehyun. His gaze softened as he turned to look at you, "You, you look gorgeous. Seriously, we are not worthy of being in your presence. When- and I really mean when, you get tired of that himbo, I'll be wai-"

His body went down quickly, like he was pulled down while someone yelled, "Sorry about him!"

Jaehyun rolled his eyes with a chuckle, a hand on the small of your back to guide you into the limousine, "Let's go, baby."

#kpop imagines #kpop au #kpop scenarios #kpop reactions #nct #nct imagines #nct fluff #nct timestamps #nct x reader #jaehyun imagines #jaehyun x reader #jaehyun scenarios #jaehyun drabbles #fratboy!jaehyun #frat!jaehyun #frat!nct

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dabuggh3 · 2 months

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Scared of the Six ୨୧

It’s late at night and you’re laying in bed waiting, while Hamzah’s in the shower. You’re scrolling through your phone on tik tok and come across an edit of him. You love seeing edits of him, you’re basically his number one fan.

You stare at your phone almost drooling “you act like you love this American shit but really the truth is your scared of the six, yea your scared of the six” , actually one of the best edits you’ve seen.

As you’re watching it you didn’t notice Hamzah was already out the shower. Hair damp, towel wrapped around his waist, he comes in bed and hugs you from behind. You feel his damp skin on yours and turn to see him staring at you confused on what you were watching,

“babe look at this edit I just saw”

He leans in to watch it with you. He stares and laughs and you can tell he’s a bit embarrassed, “what are you watchingggggg”

“whatttt it’s such a good edit of you I’ve just been watching it on repeat ”

He laughs and just stares at you.

“you’re really enjoying that aren’t you? “

“ im watching this everyday”

“ why?, you have me here and plus we all know your not scared of my six”

He says half smiling trying to keep a straight face.

You turn and stare at him in disbelief of what he just said “ BOYYYYYYY get out of here, go get dressed ”

(hope it isn’t as cringe as I think it is 😭 enjoy!!)

#hamzahthefantastic #fanfic #hamzah x reader

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legacyshenanigans · 9 months

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Hello B!! Just wanted to quickly come over and wish you a pleasant evening from my cozy little mountain den 🏔️💚🐲 and guess what I didn't come over empty headed....once again my curiously got the better of me this time with Rominis....

First I need to get this out....

WORDS CANNOT DESCRIBE HOW MUCH I LOVE THESE TWO, THEIR RELATIONSHIP IS SO FRICKING SWEET AND PRECIOUS!! 😭😭🐍🐺💚

Okay now to the actual ask:

Does Rowan have like wolf mannerisms? Like does he...I donno lick Ominis out of happiness (I think that's what wolves do to their loved ones), or does he like being scratched by Ominis (maybe behind the ears or on the belly?)

And last but not least (if you haven't done something like this already).... What would his reaction be if Ominis gave him the ultimate question "WHO'S A GOOD BOY?!".....would he react as a puppy dog? (just pure happiness) or be annoyed with Ominis?? I NEED TO KNOW!!

Sorry if someone already asked this but I wanted to ask anyway. As always love you and your work your little Dragon friend 🐲❤️

(PS: I wanna pet Rowan in his werewolf form so bad!!)

😊💚 Helloooo,

I hope you're well! I Always enjoy your asks, lil Dragon! 💜

And thank youuuuu 🐺🐍

Rowan Headcanons

Gonna throw in some other details that you didn't ask for too. :)

He certainly does have animalistic mannerisms in quite a few different ways, he's a chewer, loves chewing on things, if it can go in his mouth, whatever it is, he'll chew on it, he's also a sniffer, he sniffs everyone and everything haha, sometimes subtly, sometimes more obvious, which can gain some weird looks from people, his great sense of smell comes in very handy, if people ever escape the Den, which has happened a number of times, they ain't getting far with Rowan tracking them down, nobody can hide from him, it's impossible.

In regards to Ominis, yes, I will often lick Ominis, especially during more spicy and just wholesoms moment's, he likes tasting him, it brings him comfort on days Where's he's not good, mentally.

He also loves scratches, Yes, he enjoys Ominis scratching behind his ears and his head in general. He also loves when Ominis cups his face and scratches his beard.

Regarding the "Who's a good boy" (so funny and cute haha)

Here's a little thing

Rowan: *climbing into Ominis's room via the window* Hey.

Ominis: (?!) Rowan *chuckles* You can use the front door you know.

Rowan: I like to use the window, heh..More my style..You ok, baby?

Ominis: *holding his arms out from a chair in his room* Yes *smiles*

Rowan: *wanders over and hugs him, giving him a kiss on the forehead* Good.

Ominis: Are you? What have you been doing?

Rowan: Huntin'

Ominis: Catch anything?

Rowan: Course I did *smug grin*

Ominis: Aww, Who's a good boy?

Rowan: ....*small smile*

Ominis: Hmm? Who's a good boy, Rowan?

Rowan: Heh..*slightly wider smile* Stop.

Ominis: Who's a good boyyyyyyy?

Rowan: Pffft. This is so stupid, I'm a person you know? Not just an animal, even though I may act like one most of the time..

Ominis: ....

Rowan: ....

Ominis: But who's a good boy?

Rowan: *sigh*....Me.

Ominis: Who? *smirks*

Rowan: Me...I'm a good boy.

Ominis: Yes you arrrrrrre *giggles*

Rowan: Heh..Shut up will ya? *smiles, baring his fangs*

#rowan the wolf #rominis

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nik-the-bik · 4 months

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It makes me feel some kind of way that Lanyon, after everything he's dealt with, decided he'd write his expose of Jekyll but made sure that no one but Utterson would see it, and not until Jekyll was already dead.

Like even after their friendship is ruined & dead, he spares Jekyll's good name in the eyes of Utterson and spares Utterson the responsibility of choosing whether or not to turn his remaining old friend in for murder.

🫠🥺 my boyyyyyyys

#jekyll and hyde #jekyll and hyde weekly #henry jekyll #dr lanyon #hastie lanyon #gabriel utterson #my boyyyys i cry referring to 50+ year old men #the strange case of dr jekyll and mr hyde #lanyon just wanted to protect both of them #im sad

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dreamersville · 9 months

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hi my dear, can i request sanemi (and other hashiras, if you want) helping the f!reader with her curly hair?!

a cute moment for my soul🫶🏽

im so glad you put this idea in my head because whattttttttt HELLOOOOOOOO. anyways i got slighty carried away... *smile* but here you go my love <3. i also didnt include any others .. my bad, but yea hope you enjoy and so sorry this took so long, i didnt even see it till just now... SORRYYYYYYYYYYY 🫂🫂🫂🫂 thank you requesting my girll💜💜💜!!!!! request are open

pairing? sanemi x black!fem!reader

tw. i just be curing and what not my bad

Sanemi is OBSESSED with your hair, it was the first thing he noticed about your fr. so ofc when yall got together he wanted to know everything, what products you use to keep your hair so bouncy? How does it smell so good? How is it so soft? Will you marry him? Boyyyyyyy. Anyways he didn't want to overwhelm you with these questions so he didn't say anything but after he witness firsthand how much time and effort that you put into washday and how tired you were cleaning up all your brushes and combs and all the hair that shedding during the detangling process. He couldn't stand to see how worn out you were after so he asked to help. Now every Wednesday (unless he is on a mission then he tells you to wait..) it's wash day. And he helps you with washing your hair, he takes the showerhead from you to make sure all parts of your hair is drenched especially if you have low porosity hair. He always makes sure to get a nice lather on your hair by getting shampoo in real nice. Scalp massagesssss>>>>>>>>. At first he was fucking terrible at detangle, ripping thru your fucking hair like it some grass or sum, but you nip that shit i the bud so quick cayse unt unt hunny what the fuck was that. He was pouting outside the door when you put him out and did the detangling process by yourself. He got better, not the best but he was trying. He be trying to do his lil thing with the blow dryer but they dont work out like you thought they would, (like negro aint you a WIND hashira.. righttt). He has a whole pinterest playlist on hairstyles for you to try but he is not about to tell you to your face, so he gotta be slick about suggesting hairstyles. Will walk around with his hand holding your ponytail cause you finally got it to the point where its not lopsided, but your last scrunchie popped and you had nomo around so ofc you called your man like duh. You forced him to watch videos about how to do twists and braids so that he could help you out. Putting that man to work as you should, but he is in love so it don’t even matterr. Like he loves helping you with your curls, it's a different type of intimacy that he didn't get to experience in his youth so ofc he is going to cherishh this time that he gets with you. OMGGGGG IMAGINE HOW HE IS WITH YALL KIDSSSSSS YALLLLLLLLLL, OMGGGGG imagine having the iconicccc container full of barrettes, ribbons, bows, headband etc. Mans is going all outttt on yall lil girl hair making sure she always wins the best hair category fytbb. Now he might have knocked bbygirl in the head with a few balls on accident but he always made it up with kisses and ice cream. Always make sure to brush and comb your daughter's hair when she isn't gonna be tender headed by her mammy. He would have him on his lap showing her pictures of the styles he was going to do just going on and on and on and onnnn like okay we get it you happy wrap it up na. His son has more of his hair texture but slightly more curly and a tadddd bit thicker than his and he aint know wtf to do. He took his ass right back to youtube and figured it out cause he wasnt about to let his son walk around looking any kinda way. He always makes sure his hair is moisturized but not overly so, making sure the ends do not split yawp yawpp. Need a him in my life fr. yall he was sooo sad when his son go his first haircut. He such a sap yall i canttt. OMGGGGGG yall have matching bonnets/durags and its just so cuteee yall. Omg im making myself want kids …

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shittyakechiweekly · 8 days

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For the character asks, 3 and 8 with Joker and/or Yusuke?

my boy how am i supposed to trash on my boyyyyyyy

okay

Yusuke 3- the starving artist gag. I've seen fandom take this and turn it into something actually good before where yusuke struggles with food insecurity and lack of knowledge on how to budget because of madarame's abuse. However, in the game its just a running joke that "haha artists are always starving and poor" and I HATE IT. As an artist it feels like more of the rhetoric I see daily that convinces people that there is no value in pursuing art, and that the people who do are fools for going down a "path to poverty." Also the game's weird bit about nude modeling is annoying too. I work with nude models in class and there is never anything sexy about it. I just hhhhhhh

Yusuke 8: When fandom treats him only as the comedic background character who has no personality outside of lobster and broke. Or just shoves him into a random side ship to be background in their beloved shuake. mans deserves real love! dedicated yusuke ship content i love you!

Joker Time

Joker 3- every cutscene where they have him be weird to the girls with ryuji my beloathed. I don't have a lot of issues with him. my only major complaint is that more couldve been done with his reputation as a criminal within the narrative.

Joker 8- everybody's interpretation of his personality is different, so its a little ehhhh? on nitpicks i have of him within fandom. Most of my nitpicks pretain to like specifically shuake interpretations of joker and how he is in that dynamic. But I think if i bash on the shuake door too much, people are gonna get upset with me. Angsty Harem Joker is the worst fandom interpretation of him imo anyways.

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intynidad · 11 months

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I have a request! Could you write nsfw Isaac hc’s with male reader? I don’t reeaally have specifics, but if you could maybe include a bit of insecure reader too that would be great..thanks!

FINALLY SOME LOVE FOR MY BOYYYYYYY

we need more male reader in the yandere fandom to be honest i also put some sfw headcanons in the mix as a treat

isaac nsfw and sfw headcanons with bit insecure male reader!

When you brought up the topic to Isaac, his genuine confusion was evident. His mind seemed to go into a state of bewilderment, questioning with a resounding "What? Why?" He struggled to comprehend how someone as strikingly handsome as you could harbor insecurities about any aspect of yourself. In that moment, you unlocked his hypeman mode, and he embarked on a heartfelt monologue, highlighting every admirable quality he saw in you (which essentially encompassed everything). As he poured out his thoughts, he even shared some of his own vulnerabilities, silently hoping that you wouldn't perceive him as awkward. This intimate exchange strengthened the bond between you, and a mutual promise was made to support each other in overcoming these insecurities. Whether it was dealing with acne or ill-fitting clothes, you embarked on a journey of improvement together, engaging in skincare dates and sewing sessions, dedicated to addressing each concern with shared determination.

now let's go for the good stuff ;)

Isaac is not the biggest down there but his cock is thick so he will compensate with passion and rhythm

he is the definition of a switch, but if you get shy during the session he will take the reins of the situation

really likes giving out oral, he enjoys the tangy flavor of your pre-cum

he really likes oral but likes to take it slow, he will start at the base of your shaft and slowly go up and lick the tip until is pink and when you are all worked up he then takes it in his mouth

push his head down that it, just do it he loves it

if when fucking, you try to cover your face he will do one of two things he will either:

gently cup your face and make you look him in the eyes

or go rough and say something among the lines “Look at me when my cock is inside you, prince”

if you are the one fucking him, he will moan so loudly, he is very vocal about what he is feeling and would want to touch you as much as he could

if you ever want to turn off the lights because you don't like how your body looks, he totally gets it!

he would actually prefer it too so you don't see all of his freckles around his body

(kiss them and he will die)

the king of body worship, mf be thanking you for fucking him

loves to tease your nipples, think is kinda cute how hard they get

this man made to himself the promise to kiss every inch of your body, and let me tell you he is DETERMINED

#yandere oc #male yandere #yandere story #yandere oc x reader #yandere scenarios #yanderecore #soft yandere #yandere x reader #smut #yandere boy #yandere x male reader #male reader #isaac the customer

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rabuhiiro · 1 year

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we're still underground!

[amagi hiiro / fem!reader social media & body swap au]

chapter 01 : a distorted memory, and a distorted morning

SYNOPSIS — being stuck in someone else's body is fictional—a myth. although people make works based off the said subject, no one has actually experienced the situation itself. well, except two people who took one glance at the mirror and saw someone that wasn't them.

— amagi hiiro and [last name] [name] have found themselves in a rather suffocating situation and have to work their way through their difficult careers as an idol and a baker. whilst learning more about the other's life, hiding the fact that their bodies swapped, and investigating who had bestowed this curse upon them, it is quite hard to stop the blossoming feelings that they assume have also been caused by the curse.

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The desire to stop time and process all the things you've achieved is not an uncommon thing to do. Lying on the grass in her work clothes, [name] didn't care about whether it was gonna be dirty or not. The peaceful atmosphere made her leave out the distant noise of the bustling city and cars, thinking to herself, she was glad she held through.

All her hard work paid off—now she's the co-owner of a family inherited bakery. Thinking of nothing but that, she reached for the stars, drawing shapes of the constellations she saw with the tip of her index.

She still couldn't process it. Her, a second year who was on the verge of failing her classes, finally owning a bakery after all the things she went through? It sounded like a plot armor for a slice of life anime; unrealistic, but realistic at the same time.

[name] wondered if she could reach for more achievements as she closed her fist on the brightest star in the sky.

She wished, and hoped, and wanted to be greedy at least once.

And then—

date: october 29, 5:44 AM

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. . . . . .

An unfamiliar ceiling.

The lights were closed, but she could tell it looked modern—maybe even expensive. It would pass as a hotel ceiling. Did she fall asleep? What did she do last night? She couldn't remember, her head was aching trying to recall it. No matter, it was probably something unimportant.

[name] ran a hand through her hair. It felt a bit different, had she gone to a hair salon last night? She groaned in irritation.

She paused. Wait.

Why was her voice deeper than usual?

She took a glance at her hand.

It looked NOTHING like hers. In fact, it looked like it belonged to a BOY.

She sat up from her bed, surprised that she wasn't the least bit dizzy from how quick her action was. Wait, this wasn't her room. Who the hell are the other two sleeping in the beds next to hers!? The orange-haired boy was drooling all over his pillow! And why the hell was the gray-haired guy chewing in his sleep!?

Standing up, she immediately looked for some kind of thing that could reflect her appearance. Across the room was the lit up bathroom acting as a nightlight, its door slightly open as if it was a gateway to heaven. [name] speed walked to the bathroom and locked the door quietly.

One turn to the mirror made her want to ask God some questions herself.

Who was the boy in the reflection?

Curly red hair, bright and innocent cyan eyes. Rather good looking, average build. She felt like she had seen him before.

But her biggest question was,

WHY WAS HE MIMICKING HER MOVEMENTS?

When she felt her face turn hot, the boy in the reflection did the exact same thing. She touched her face, he did too. She pulled on her hair, he did the same. She pinched on her cheek, he did too.

"Ow..." She murmured. But somehow, the voice sounded nothing like hers. [name] messed her hair up even more than it was, whining in confusion.

...Until it hit her.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH—! WHY AM I A BOYYYYYYY!?"

date: october 29, 5:44 AM

. . .

. . . . . .

A knock on the door forced him awake.

His body didn't feel like waking up, even if he wanted to. It was like a million weights were put on him and he had to use all his effort to open his eyes. Hiiro was met by a blinding light from the crack of the slightly open door. He managed to sit up with his elbows and rub his eye.

He noticed some strands of hair in his face. Was his hair getting longer? Maybe he should have a haircut.

The boy felt so drowsy he never felt a presence sneaking up to him on his side, poking him on the shoulder and saying,

"Aneue*." *informal way of calling someone 'older sister'

Hiiro immediately scrambled to what seemed like the edge of his bed, eyes wide as he stared at a boy no older than 13 looking at him with a deadpanned expression. Now that he was wide awake, he noticed he wasn't in a room he was familiar with. Even the clothes he wore weren't familiar.

"A—'Aneue'...?" He murmured. His voice sounded higher than it usually was. Had he eaten something last night? He couldn't remember. That was concerning, he usually has good memory. Had someone abducted him? He heard it was most likely for famous people like him.

"Duh, who else is in the room? The ghost of our grandfather?" Responded the boy in a rather disrespectful way. This made Hiiro look around in panic, mind running to figure out how to exorcise the said ghost and escape the room. The boy sighed. "Mom, Aneue's acting weird again!"

Why did he keep calling him 'Aneue'? He's not a girl—

"Leave your sister be, Shou! You literally scared her awake, of course she's gonna act like she saw a ghost!" Yelled a lady from across the hallway outside the room. Footsteps approached the doorway and a lady in her mid 30's appeared with a bag in her hand. "It's like, 5:45 in the morning, cut her some slack."

Hiiro was too dumbfounded to speak or even move. What was happening? Who are these people? Why did they keep calling him a girl? I mean, he was fine with wearing girl clothes on occasion, but—

"We'll be heading out now, I trust that you rest after the stressful week you've been through?" Said the lady, approaching him and rubbing his head. He let out a surprised whine. Realization hit him—his voice wasn't even his to begin with.

"Y-Yeah..." He managed to croak out, playing along with whatever was happening at that moment. "Are you going somewhere?"

The lady, who he assumed was his 'Mom', even though he never met his actual one before, pinched his cheek. "It's not new that you've forgotten stuff, but we already talked about this last night!" She stated. "Me and your brother are going to his new school across the city. We're staying there for a day and we'll be back by Monday."

Hiiro weakly nodded. New school? His brother? But his brother is too old to go to school. Maybe she meant the boy named Shou?

"O-Okay, have a safe trip..." He replied, clutching his arms that felt a bit different from his.

"You assured that you can manage the house yourself for a few days, but you look nervous. Should I call my friend to stay with you here?" Asked the lady. Hiiro immediately shook his head. He couldn't handle meeting more people by surprise, it was overwhelming. It reminded him of his first time in the city.

"I'm fine." He answered. Hiiro could feel the concern radiate off the lady for some reason. Had he done the wrong move?

He heard the lady hum. "There you go again, saying you're fine and all that stuff. But if you say so..." She trailed off. "Shou, get your bag downstairs, we're heading out now."

"Okaayy," said the mentioned boy, walking out of the bedroom and to the hallway.

The lady kissed Hiiro's cheek. "Now, don't forget to keep the house tidy. If there are any visitors looking for me, you know what to tell them." She said. "And don't let strangers into the house. I have a bat hidden under your bed for convenience."

She has a what under his bed?

But those were orders. Naturally, he should follow them.

"Yes, Mom. Shall I see you out?" Hiiro asked, pretending to still be drowsy as to not alert the lady.

"No need, I'll lock the doors myself. Keep sleeping." She replied, rubbing his head once again and walking out of the room. "We'll be heading out now, love you!" Were her final words before shutting the door of the dimly lit room.

Silence took over. Hiiro stared at the closed door, wondering what was even happening. He heard the distant sound of a gate and two voices, probably Shou and his mom.

He raised a hand. It looked different from his, why was that? He touched his face. Had someone perform a surgery on him? What was the reason? And why was he at someone else's home? Was he sold to the lady from earlier? No, that's impossible—she looked kind and caring, like a normal mother would.

Looking around the room, his eyes caught the sight of a mirror covered by a white piece of cloth. He stood up from the bed and walked over to it, not minding the pair of sandals next to the bed. The cold hardwood floors felt good on his feet, anyway.

Hiiro stood in front of the mirror, reluctant in even touching the cloth. But nonetheless, he grabbed the fabric and pulled it off with all his might.

He didn't expect a different sight to greet him in the mirror.

A girl, no older than 16. [hair color] hair and [eye color] eyes, a few dyed strands on her hair. She wore a pair of shorts and a light oversized t-shirt, fit for sleeping. Rather good looking, he might say.

But why was she copying his actions?

He dropped the cloth onto the floor and walked closer to the mirror, inspecting the sight himself. Was this a prank? He ran a hand through his hair, and the girl did too. He was able to get a good look of her face now that the hair wasn't in her face. He tilted his head, she did too.

"Ah," he said.

It was easy for him to gather the weird things that happened in just a few minutes, so he was able to connect the dots and come to a conclusion.

Why was he in someone else's body?

He forced out a chuckle. That's what he should do, right? Laugh in situations where you're supposed to panic, and stay calm. "Ahahahahah..."

But his attempt was futile, for the panic and worry still ate him up as he continued staring at the mirror in desperation. Brother, he thought. What should I do?

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#enstars #ensemble stars #ensemble stars x reader #enstars x reader #ensemble stars smau #ensemble stars x y/n #enstars smau #hiiro amagi x reader #amagi hiiro x reader

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adventuresasmrsfindley · 1 year

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Last day of 2022. What a year 😅 it's taken me a while but I think I'm ready to share what we've been up to! Buckle up.

So y'all know for the last year at least, really the last 2, my husband has wanted to move. He has lived in the KC metro area for his entire life. I have been here for 16 years. It's home. It's where we met and fell and love. Where we got married. Where we became a family of 3. I love it here, but he was not fulfilled. He wanted a slower paced life. To raise our son in a smaller school district. To live where there is land to roam (I think you all know he is PASSIONATE about deer hunting). We talked about it endlessly. For a good year, it led to a fight every time. I didn't want to go. I didn't see anything wrong with the life we were living or the place we were raising our son. But as time went on, I did start to see the benefits. I found myself daydreaming about the life we could build in a smaller town. The adventures we would go on, just the 3 of us. Looking back, I really don't know if I got there on my own or if I was just so tired of the conversation that I would do anything to make it stop. That's something that will take some more time to process. Either way, around August or September I agreed to pack up our life and give it a shot.

We worked on our house for maybe a month. Got it ready to list, and by Cole's birthday (first weekend in October) we were under contract. We had talked extensively about our options and decided to live with Cole's mom for 6 months to a year to save more money and explore the area to decide where exactly we wanted to put our roots down. It sounded great in theory, but boyyyyyyy was it not. Almost immediately after packing up our life and flipping it upside down, I knew we had made a big mistake. I hated the town. I hated being away from all of the friends we've made, my parents. We did not feel welcome where we were despite many conversations prior to moving and his mom being the one to offer up her home to us. Tensions were extremely high. Cole took a week off and then started at his new job in that area and again, almost immediately, he realized what a terrible fit it was. Everything started spiraling and it was a very miserable 6 weeks. And I know what you're thinking. How can you know in such a short time that it wasn't going to work out. But we just knew. All the things that we took for granted in our "old" life, we started to miss terribly. We talked and talked and talked and talked. There were a LOT of tears on my part. But ultimately we decided to come back home.

Now, that wasn't an easy thing to do since we had sold our house 😂 so again, we talked and talked about what our options were. We decided to move into a rental to get back here but give us some time to think about what it really was we wanted in a home. We packed up everything (again) and flipped our life upside down (again). And it sucked. Despite never really making us feel at home, Cole's mom was very hurt (?) that we were moving back. She's all alone in the town where she lives (a place she moved a year before we ever talked about joining her, mind you) and I guess we just really let her down by leaving her up there alone again. Things are...not good at all with us right now. We have barely talked to her since we moved back. I'm hoping with time we can all process the whirlwind that the last 2 months was and have a conversation and get back to where we were. But I guess only time will tell.

So fast forward to about 3 weeks ago, we are in a rental back in the KC metro. Cole still has dreams of getting out of the suburb life. He wants room to roam, and room for Knox to roam. And I get that. And I support it. And basically as soon as we get into this damn rental house, a spot like that in our price range comes for sale. And we are like.....should we? And ya know what, 2022 was clearly the year of fuck it. If we want something, we have to go after it. Even if it's hard. Even if it's messy. So we go and see the property and we fall in love. It's close enough to city conveniences for me. But far enough that it feels like the country for Cole. It's a modest home, but the perfect property. There's space. There's a shop in the back which is something Cole has wanted for a longgggg time. Sooo we offer on it (below asking! We really got the best of the sale and purchase side this time around) and they accept!

At this point I know we are absolutely insane. We will pack up (again) at the end of January and move (again) into what I can really see being our long term home. I've realized over the last few months there probably isn't a "forever home" for us. We like change. We are impulsive. So I'm sure there will come a day when this home we are about to move into will not serve us. But I think that day is a long way off. I'm so excited to watch my boy grow up playing in the big yard. Riding our 4wheeler around. Hanging out in the shop with my guys. House projects with my husband (and my parents, let's be honest. They're really good at that stuff). Mostly, I'm ready to get somewhere and stay there. It has been a HARD couple of months. But I am so proud of the way Cole and I have communicated through it all. We have grown endlessly in our marriage and I don't feel like those young kids who got married anymore. I feel like we are in a mature, loving and supportive marriage and for that I am so grateful.

I'm posting a few drone pics of our new place below. Don't be weird and go google image it or something to find out where I live 😂

I hope that 2023 brings us.... calm. And I hope the same for all of you! ❤️

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gainerbf · 2 years

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The One Part II

CW: WG, FFA/BHM Relationship, Feedism, Female Feeder, Male Feedee.

February 13th, 2019.

The button

Sydney: ‘Ohhhhhh birthday boyyyyyyy’

Sydney opened the door to Eddies room. She caught him still in his underwear playing video games, surrounded by soda cans and snacks.

Sydney: ‘Ahh yes. The slightly overgrown male in his natural habitat. Examine here.’

She pulled up a chair, Eddie still serious and zoned into his game.

Sydney, poking at his belly: ‘This is the true specimen. The fruits of my labor, yes? See how it gurgles due to lack of nurturing. No matter. This shall fix it!’

She smacked him on the sides and grabbed a hold of some newly forming love handles.

Eddie: ‘Hey baby, I’ll be done in a sec then we can go to dinner’

Sydney nodded. This was secretly her favorite time.

Admiration time.

She looked at his chair first…which was dangerously low and creaky. That might need to be sized up sooner rather than later. Then she made her way to his thighs. They weren’t quite hanging over the sides of his computer chair but they were threatening. Then the glory.

Eddie and Sydney had been dating for a month and a half now. Eddie, being a pudgy eater before they met, was now gaining weight. His clothes were pretty tight but he couldn’t tell since it was still winter time and he could hide in big, comfy sweatshirts.

But Sydney was the only one who saw him out of the sweatshirts. And he was getting big.

She got up and picked out his clothes for him. A button down and a pair of jeans…or should I say THE pair of jeans as they were the only ones that still fit Eddie.

He got up and got dressed. He tucked in his shirt and got discouraged. He let out a big sigh.

Sydney: ‘What’s wrong babe?’

Eddie: ‘My shirt doesn’t fit’

Sydney: ‘What? Nonsense I’m sure it fit-‘

She looked up from her phone and was a bit shocked to see the buttons already straining…before dinner.

Sydney: ‘You look hot babe’

Eddie: ‘I don’t feel hot…’

Sydney got up and grabbed Eddie by the hand. She placed it somewhere that reassured him.

Sydney: ‘You look HOT babe’

Eddie got red in the face and smiled

Sydney: ‘Now go wash your hand. First we eat then we play’

Eddie went to the bathroom to wash up before returning and sitting on the bed.

Sydney: ‘So we’re going to your favorite restaraunt tonight babe. Whatever you want, you got it. My treat. You’re eating good toni-‘

Before she could finish she felt something pelt the back of her head as she was looking out the window. She turned and saw Eddie. Hand over mouth. Shirt button popped.

She laughed and jumped onto the bed with him. Dinner can wait.

Eddie, current weight: 223

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#gainer diaries #The One

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