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shwazzberryswriting · 2 years

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My Two Daddies

Pairing: Yangyang x Femme Reader x Renjun (Poly)

Genre: PWP, One Shot

Summary: How to handle two men wanting to be the Daddy

Word count: 3.5k

Rating/Warnings: Mature/Not Beta Read, Explicit Sexual Content: Threesome - F/M/M, Rough Sex, Nipple Play, Blow Jobs, Vaginal Fingering, Hand Jobs, Dom/Sub (Daddy/Babygirl), Dirty Talk, Insults/Degradation, Praises, Brat Taming, Penis in Vagina Sex, Unprotected Sex (please cover up IRL 💚), Cum Play, Cum Eating, Impact Play, Creampie

Minors DNI! 18+ ONLY

Author’s Note: Prompted from an Ask. Thank you for the request OP Nonny! Welcome to Tumblr! I hope you are enjoying your time here! I had a lot of fun writing this scenario with Yangyang and Renjun!!! Your request and kind comment means so much to me! Thank you for reading my fics! I feel like I want to say so much but I always come up speechless, just TYSM! 🥰

And OMG y'all, when I saw this, I swear I'd already begun editing this fic. It's a coincidence. 😭😂 Yangyang's a fucking menace

Apologies in advance for any mistakes! I hope I did justice to OP's fantasy!

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Teeth pinched her nipple. They returned, tugging harder. Her clit throbbed and she arched her back as blood rushed down into her core.

“Stop moving,” Renjun ordered, his voice soft.

She bit her bottom lip as she watched him move to her right breast, his teeth repeating its torture. Her whole body radiated with heat as she watched Renjun naked between her legs as they laid in bed together. He was on his stomach, she on her back. The muscles on his shoulders flexed under the soft lamp light, making her lick her lips.

“Yangyang,” she sighed out, right hand reaching up to rake through Yangyang’s hair. His lips were sucking on her earlobe with her body between his legs. Yangyang was seated at the top end of the bed. He had her head resting in his lap, his stiff cock heating up the back of her neck with his left hand holding hers. Their fingers were entangled. “Renjun!”

She squealed as Renjun’s teeth raked against her right nipple while he pinched her left. Her hand shot to touch his hair. The warmth of Yangyang’s lips left her earlobe.

“You keep letting her go!” Renjun sat up, wiping his spit off his chin with the back of his hand. She chuckled, free hand returned to touch Yangyang’s hair. Heat tingled her nerves, appreciating Renjun’s toned abs and chest.

“She’s so sexy,” Yangyang said softly, free hand caressing his fingers down her chest and body. His touch sent blood rushing into her core. She moaned, hands grabbing his wrist as his fingers glided down her slit. “Babygirl, you make Daddy want to play with your cute pussy when you make those noises.” His fingers slid up and down against her clit, her sensitive bundle of nerves bursting heat into her with his touch. Her hips shook as his fingers dipped into her cunt to collect some of her fluids.

“Yangyang!” She moaned as his middle finger circled around her bright pink bud, smearing her slick fluids around.

Red blinded her vision as his palm came down on her pussy, sending a ripple of sweet pain directly onto her clit and into her core. The lewd, sticky smacking noise wet her ears, and she whimpered, wiggling her hips. Tilting her head up as she felt the grip on her left wrist burn, she made eye contact with Yangyang. Even upside down, his handsome face made her nipples ache.

“Daddy,” he said, palm slapping her pussy, “call me Daddy.”

Eyes shut tight, she moaned. Every smack of his palm on her pussy brought her closer to her orgasm, the deep vibrations were making her weak. Her whole body was hot, thighs shaking. She gave out a loud cry as the pressure of Renjun’s tip pushed into her cunt.

“Fuck, bro!” Yangyang exclaimed. His body was gone, her head hitting the mattress. “I almost got her to squirt!”

“Keep dreaming.” Renjun grunted, hands on her hips, his body between her legs. He stood on his knees, pulling the back of her thighs to rest against his legs so her lower body was angled up. “Do you know how rare it is for women to squirt?”

“So sexy, man,” Yangyang said, laughing. He laid down beside her, one hand palming her breast. “Sex facts while you’re fucking our Babygirl. Sex education.”

“Renjun!” she moaned, hand reaching out the push against Yangyang’s face, wanting to zip his lips shut. He was the one trying to kill the mood. Renjun’s thick cock was sinking in deeper, stretching her, spreading heat into her. “I’m going to come!”

“Already?” Renjun’s arms were hooked under her knees, pulling her pussy against him, his cock driving deep into her. He grunted as he rutted her on his cock in a steady rhythm, hands grasping onto her pliable thighs. “Yangyang really slapped your pussy wet. You feel so good, Babygirl.”

Yangyang kissed her, pushing his tongue into her mouth, grabbing the back of her head. She mewled into his mouth as Renjun sped up his pace, her ass smacking hard against his hips. He moaned as he paused balls deep inside. Her hips shook as she felt his cock throb and twitch.

“Babygirl, come suck your juices off me,” Renjun ordered, slowly withdrawing.

His eyes sent fire into her as they traveled down her body. As she sat up, Yangyang stood on his knees beside Renjun. She bit her bottom lip, fingers from her left hand drawing circles at her pelvis. Yangyang planted kisses on Renjun’s neck as the men caressed each other’s chests. Yangyang’s cock twitched. Renjun pulled Yangyang’s face to his, placing a hand on his neck.

She stood on her knees and stroked her hands up and down their thighs, right hand on Renjun’s, left on Yangyang. Yangyang moaned into Renjun’s lips. Her clit throbbed as Renjun’s mouth opened, sliding his tongue against Yangyang’s lips. They began pushing their tongues into each other’s mouths.

Heat surged into her nipples as Renjun’s eyes opened, locking with hers. He moaned into Yangyang’s mouth, eyebrows furrowing, as Yangyang massaged his neck, deepening their kisses. She felt Renjun’s hand grab her wrist before she looked down to see him directing her hand to his cock.

“Daddy, your cock’s so big,” she said, hand wrapping around his wet length. She got down onto her stomach, arms resting on his thigh.

“What the fuck?” Yangyang was breathing heavily. She swirled her tongue around the red mushroomed tip of Renjun’s member before wrapping her mouth around it. “I’m the Daddy! We agreed.”

“Fuck, who gives a shit?” Renjun hissed. Her scalp burned as he grabbed a fistful of her hair. His cock warmed her mouth as she took in more of his length. One hand wrapped around his cock, his other fisting her hair, he thrust in and out of her mouth slowly. “You can take more in, Babygirl.”

Gurgling a whine onto his cock, she inhaled through her nose with both hands reaching for his thighs, wanting leverage as Renjun fucked her mouth. He tugged on her hair, his tip rubbing down the back of her throat and up against the roof of her mouth before he pulled back. It left her gagging and heaving as he withdrew his cock. Tears burned her eyes as she blinked them away. Spit and his precome splattered over her chin and down the sides of her neck as she coughed.

Eyes shut tight, she swallowed the bitter tastes of her sex and his musk before swiping her bottom lip. She looked up at Renjun and licked down the length of his shaft, planting kisses up as she massaged his balls with her right hand. Swirling her tongue around his tip, her eyes switched from watching Renjun fight to keep his eyes open to his cock twitching in her hands.

As she wrapped her mouth around his cock, she stroked one fist down on the bottom of his shaft as she watched Yangyang lick Renjun’s nipple. Her nipples tingled as Renjun cried out, throwing his head into the air. Yangyang’s mouth wrapped around his nipple and he sucked hard as she did the same to Renjun’s cock.

“Hey, Renjun can’t come yet,” Yangyang said, pulling away from Renjun’s body. He tapped her cheek. Obediently, she took Renjun’s cock out of her mouth. “Give Daddy some love.”

“I’m the Daddy,” Renjun said, hand fisting his red shaft as she planted kisses up Yangyang’s thigh. “Fuck, look at you two. Putting on a show for me.”

She laughed softly, stroking Yangyang’s cock. Swirling her tongue around his wet tip, she looked up to watch him fight to keep his eyes open. With puckered lips she sucked on his tip, getting him to moan and buck his hips against her. She sucked down further before pulling back, tongue flicking the head. Firm grip on his shaft, she stuck her tongue out to release saliva that had collected in her mouth onto his cock. As the bubbly fluid glided down his veiny length, she pushed his cock back into her mouth.

“Fucking filthy Babygirl.” Yangyang stroked her cheek as he groaned. “Suck Daddy’s dick.”

“She already did.” Renjun’s moan joined the sticky noises of him stroking himself. “I’m the Daddy.”

“I have two Daddies,” she said breathlessly, popping Yangyang’s throbbing cock out of her mouth. She stroked up and down, the tips of her fingers massaging the hot head. “Daddy, please stop fighting with Daddy.”

She shut her eyes, squeezing Yangyang’s cock tight as she felt a hot sting on her left ass cheek. She sniveled as Renjun smacked her right cheek, burning her skin as the vibrations shook her insides. Yangyang groaned as she released his cock. Wordlessly, Renjun grabbed her arms, pulling her off the bed.

“Hands on the wall and don’t fucking move.” She faced the wall beside the bed as Renjun stood behind her. He kicked her feet to widen with one hand on her hip, sending adrenaline rushing up her back. She shivered. His other hand was on her shoulder, pushing her forward, forcing her to plant her hands against the wall. Her hips bucked and heat shot into her as he slid the head of his cock against her slit. “I’m the Daddy.”

With bent knees, she rested her weight against the wall as Renjun entered her. Hand firmly on her shoulder, he thrust deep into her, making her fist her hands against the wall. The pressure of his cock sent heat up her back and shoulders. Her stomach flared, fingers uncurling to press flat against the wall. She moaned as he began to build up a steady rhythm.

“Renjun!” She moaned as the sting of his palm on her ass shook her insides.

“Daddy! Call me Daddy!” He spanked her again, the stinging burning her skin. “Why do we do these roleplays if you don’t take it seriously?”

“Daddy, God!” He had her up against the wall, hand pushing against her shoulder, cock rutting furiously into her. His balls slapped loudly against her as they groaned together. Her stomach muscles were twitching, knotting up painfully as his cock lit up her insides. “Happy, Daddy? Daddy!”

“Fucking bitch!” Renjun withdrew from her and roughly grabbed her arms as he pushed her onto the bed. She screamed as she laid on her back and he smacked the inside of her thigh with an open palm before palming her ass. “This is all a fucking joke to you.”

Standing at the edge of the bed, his hands moved to the back of her knees. He pushed her legs against her chest, one hand moving over her wet cunt, fingers teasing her folds. His thumb pushed against her clit, rubbing up and down. Red heat rolled around her head, blinding her vision.

“Renjun! I like that!” Mewling, she tried bucking against his motions but the position he had her in made it difficult to move. His thumb pushed into her cunt, curling it inside her, pushing her walls around. “Renjun! I want you, Renjun!”

“You fucking bratty bitch.” His thumb was gone before his cock was inside of her. Both hands back to holding her legs against her chest, he pushed hard, fingers digging into her skin. “You know what I want!”

His hips slammed into her ass as he rutted hard and fast into her. She mewled at the weight of his pushes reverberating repeatedly into her. His eyebrows were stitched together, jaws clenched with his lips pressed tight, he stared directly into her eyes as he continued his hard pushes, his speed increasing.

“R-Renjun!” she mewled, hands fisting the bed sheets under her. Her whole body was throbbing in heat, and the corners of her vision were blurring. He gave out a roar of a groan, his throat gravelly, hands pushing down on her harder. His thrusts did not slow, his cock making her pussy ache.

“Come on Babygirl.” Yangyang sat down beside her on the bed. One hand casually brushing her hair out of her face, tucking them gently behind her ears. She moaned as Renjun’s cock continued to punish her cunt. Yangyang took her right hand, forcing her to let go of the bed sheets, and wrapped it around his cock. His stiff length warmed up her hand immediately, the lube he’d used on it wetting her fingers. “Your punishment is too hot. Take care of Daddy.”

“Daddy,” she cooed softly, stroking his cock, the pads of her index and middle finger touching his tip, searching for his small slit. She gave out a cry, eyes shut tight, feeling Renjun spank her. “Daddydaddydaddy!”

Both Renjun and Yangyang moaned low, Yangyang leaning back, thrusting against her hand’s motions. Renjun bent forward and slowed his ruts. Biting his bottom lip, he began a gentle thrust where only his tip was moving around her entrance. Her hips shook at the tortured pleasure he was sending into her cunt.

“Daddy, aren’t you going to make me come?” she asked through shaky breaths. She mewled as she felt another sting on her ass. It encouraged her to squeeze Yangyang’s cock and jerk him faster. “Daddy!”

“Bratty Babygirl!” Yangyang sputtered out, his precome leaking out against her fingers. Hand around her wrist, he had her let him go. “Daddy Jun won’t make you come. You really pissed him off.”

“Daddy,” she said softly as Renjun’s cock began to go in deeper with his thrusts, sending heat rushing inside her, “can I come? Will you make me come?”

“Babygirl, I want to,” Yangyang said, leaning down, “but Renjun’s still fucking you.”

“Daddy,” she whined, hand reaching out to caress his neck, “will you talk to Daddy? I want to come.”

Yangyang kissed her with wet lips, seeming eager to taste her. He sucked on her tongue when she’d tried pushing it into his mouth, releasing it to kiss her lips. She grabbed his neck and mewled into his mouth, kissing him hard. Renjun began fucking her deeper and with more vigor, his hips and balls back to slapping her ass loudly.

“Fine, Babygirl, bratty bitch,” Renjun groaned out, fingernails from his left hand dragging down the back of her thigh, burning her skin as he marked her before slapping the curve of her ass. “If you want to be a come bucket, I’ll-”

Eyes shut, he groaned as he rutted fast into her, hands gripping onto her knee and ass hard, bruising her as the sweet pain intensified. With every push, she felt his come release deep inside of her, heating up her stomach, creating an oozing sensation like worms crawling into her head through her ears. Discomforting but gratifying. As his cock softened up, he continued long, slow strokes inside of her.

“My turn, Babygirl,” Yangyang said breathlessly, getting up.

Renjun withdrew from her and fell flat on his back onto the bed beside her. He ran his hands through his hair with his eyes shut, breathing loudly. She wanted to lean over and pepper kisses along his shoulders and lick up his sweat, but felt Yangyang’s hands on her hips.

“Such a fucking brat,” Renjun panted out.

“You’re so fucking sexy, Babygirl,” Yangyang said against her ear, hands guiding her to straddle him. He licked his lips as his eyes drifted down to her cunt, middle finger gliding up her slit. “Fuck, look at Renjun’s come all over that cute pussy.”

“Daddy.” She bucked against his two fingers pushing into her. He pumped in and out a couple times as her hands gripped onto his shoulders for leverage. “Daddy, you make me feel so good.”

“Lick it clean,” he said, bringing his index and middle fingers up to her face, resting his middle finger at the center of her bottom lip. Opening her mouth, she sucked his fingers, tongue lapping up the slick fluids. Her salty sweet juices mixed with Renjun’s earthy musk filled her throat and nose. Adrenaline surged up her back as she watched Yangyang’s tongue mindlessly flicking against his front teeth, his eyes fixed on her mouth. “Good job, Babygirl. Ride me.”

His fingers still in her mouth, she nodded as she moved to align her pussy against his cock. She swallowed the saliva still in her mouth when his fingers left her mouth. Yangyang placed one hand on her hip as his right hand took hold of his cock, rubbing his hot tip against her drenched core. Her nails dug into his muscular shoulders, scratching his skin.

“Yangyang.” She arched her back, pushing forward to get more of him inside of her, wanting his heat. “Daddy, your cock’s so hot.”

“Can you take me?” he asked, both hands on her hips, forcing her to sink slowly. He moaned, shutting his eyes as his cock twitched. “Babygirl, your pussy’s teasing me.”

“It’s not my fault you’re so big.” A fluttery shiver rode up her shoulders to her neck, making her dizzy, as Yangyang guffawed into her chest. She shut her eyes and giggled, sweet joy pulling her to him. She kissed him, hands on his cheeks, thumbs caressing his chin. Their eyes locked when she broke the kiss, fingertips drifting down to his neck. “I want you, Daddy. Give me everything you’ve got.”

She cried, wrapping her arms around his neck as he pushed her down onto him, the pressure of his cock hitting her hard. As she tried taking in a breath, his hands began moving her hips up and down. She shuddered and gasped in heavy breaths as the pressure of his cock sent blood up to her head. Her whole body was radiating with his heat, his sweaty body pressed against hers.

“Ride me, Babygirl,” he commanded. “Get to work.”

She obeyed, hands on his shoulders. Legs tucked under his thighs for better leverage, she began a slow ride. With long strokes, she paused for a couple seconds every time she pulled up to feel his tip at her entrance. After a few rounds of the teasing rhythm, his cock twitched when she moved up to feel his tip at her entrance. She sank down hard on him, his cock knocking the wind out of her lungs again. Hands fisting his hair, she stared deep into his eyes as she began bouncing on him faster, her mind focused only on his cock ruining her.

“Who taught you to fuck so good?” He groaned, one hand reaching up to palm her breast. Sharp flashes of heat hit her nerves as he pinched her nipple, making her moan.

“You did,” she said with a whimper, “Daddy. Am I being a good girl?”

He planted kisses on her neck and licked her chest as he traveled down to wrap his mouth around her left breast. Her fingers massaged his scalp, her whole body sensitive, burning up. Her release was coming.

“Daddy! Am I being a good girl?” she asked desperately, fingers continually raking through his hair. Her stomach was flaring as she moved her hips back and forth, Yangyang’s teeth tugging at her nipple. Her mind was going wild, wanting a simple “yes” that he refused to give her. “Daddy!”

She squealed as he sucked on her nipple, making her nerves shake violently. Her mind was gone. All she knew was Yangyang’s touches.

“Say my name,” he said, mouth releasing her breast. Arms around her body, he moved to lay her down on her back, placing himself over her. Blood rushed to her head, making her ears ring silent for a second or two, as he pushed himself deep into her. “You’re doing good, Babygirl. Say my name.”

“Yangyang!” Arms wrapped around his neck, legs squeezing his hips, her mind focused on the heat of his cock radiating into her. “Yangyang!”

His rhythm was fast and erratic, his left hand grabbing her leg at his hip tight. They kissed as he slowed his strokes, his come heating up her insides. Trying to milk his come out with her pussy walls, she thrust up into him with every push he gave. Releasing her lips, he furrowed his eyebrows as she felt his thumb press against her clit.

“Yangyang!” She took in shaky breaths, hands on his shoulders as he withdrew from her while playing with her clit with his thumb.

“Come for me, Babygirl,” he said softly, pushing his thumb into her cunt. He rutted fast, his palm rubbing up against her clitoris. Heat was building in her core, spreading up to her stomach, her muscles tightening. “You did so good, Daddy’s going to make you come. Say my name.”

“Yangyang!” Her orgasm flared her body up, her cunt shaking against his hand. The pads of his fingers were stroking her clit gently as he moved to lie down to her right side. She hummed softly, eyes fighting to remain open. “Thank you, Daddy. You made me come.”

“Where’s the gratitude for me?” Renjun asked, lying down to her left side. His hand was caressing her stomach. “I fucked you good.”

“Thank you for being so rough, Renjun.” She winced, stomach muscles twisting, as he pinched her nipple. “Daddy, thank you, Daddy.”

“Much better,” he said, fingers caressing her breast, soothing the ache. “Thank you for being our Babygirl.”

“My Babygirl,” Yangyang said, arms wrapping around her waist.

“Our Babygirl,” Renjun said, hand caressing Yangyang’s forearm, the side of his body pressed up against hers. Yangyang rested his head on her shoulder while Renjun pressed his forehead against hers, one leg hooking over hers. She sighed out sweetly, hands reaching up to touch their cheeks.

“My two Daddies.”

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Thank you, always, for reading! 💚

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tranzfalgar · 3 years

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okay it’s time for some stardew valley headcanons for the bachelor/ette(s) so let’s GOOOO

Alex:

- he always awakes before his grandparents, and on warmer days he’ll go down to the beach to watch the sunrise.

- friends with elliot! the two of them sit on the side of the dock sometimes and just chat about life.

- knows how to make cookies, as evelyn taught him when he was a bit younger

- wary of the saloon, as he doesn’t really like the smell of alcohol and only goes into it if he’s forced to!

- if you marry him, he can and will pick you up randomly to surprise you while you’re working!

- if married, he will “bench press” your kids once they become toddlers, and it always makes them giggle

- hates the winter and gets cold really easily. on the first day of fall he’s already bundled up wanting it to be summer again.

Elliot:

- willy is like a father to him. the two of them sit on the docks and watch the fish swim by together

- sometimes he’ll braid his hair, and leah will bring flowers from the forest and weave them into his hair.

- has a rlly pretty singing voice, and likes to record piano covers in his spare time

- if you marry him and the two of u have kids, he’ll always braid their hair in the morning and tuck flowers behind their ears.

- he brings home fresh fish he caught and makes himself dinner every night. that’s why he’s an excellent cook.

- has actually caught a legendary fish before!

- his eyes change color, they can go from blue to green to brown in the same day. people call them the “prismatic shard of eyes”

Harvey:

- he’s so clumsy that sometimes he’ll even trip over air. due to this, he has little bruises all over his knees and elbows.

- his favorite animals are birds. sometimes he’ll go outside and just give them some bird seed. he loves watching them fly around.

- not only is he fascinated with planes, but he’s also fascinated with the weather. as a kid he used to watch the weather channel, and he dreamed of becoming a weatherman.

- when he needs to focus really hard, he’ll pull his hair back with a headband

- him and his mother were and still are very close, and he writes letters to her at least once a week

- he cannot cook to save his life, but he’s an incredible baker! will make you little treats if you’re friends or married

- he always wears a wristwatch, but the time is always 6 minutes behind. he likes it because it has a plane engraved into the side against his wrist.

Sam:

- he had adhd, and his stims include flapping his hands, tapping his foot and strumming his guitar

- he has a beautiful singing voice, think like wilbur soot but a bit more high pitched?

- the reason he likes cactus fruit so much is because he just plants them and lets them grow. he loves succulents because they don’t give him an allergic reaction!

- cannot play video games for shit. sebastian and abigail have banned him from multi-player games because he just sucks so bad.

- love language is acts of service, simply because he likes singing for people he cares about and doing little things for them!

- if you marry him, he will bring his guitar into the coop and/or barn and sing to the animals. they have learned to run over a greet him, since they love his singing.

- his hair is actually curly, but you’re unable to tell due to how much he gels and straightens his hair.

- has mastered the art of the puppy dog eyes

Sebastian:

- loves the hell out of halloween, but is scared of literally everything. he nearly cried watching a horror movie with sam and abigail.

- really good with a slingshot! so if he were to go into the mines, he would wreck some monsters shit with his slingshot skills

- he had glow in the dark stars on his ceiling, but removed them. he used to love the stars and space, but came to resent them because it was his sisters thing.

- he like…irl blushes. like an anime character. when he’s embarrassed, upset, flustered, his face will go all pink. everyone picks on him for it.

- has/had a crush on most of the towns singles. he is a bisexual disaster and secretly a romantic so….take from that what you will.

- a natural born ginger, but dyes his hair. he also has freckles on his nose! and he has an eyebrow slit because of a scar!!

- for some stupid reason, he takes really good care of his hands? like he always makes sure they don’t get calloused, and his nails are always painted black, despite using his hands all the time for work.

Shane:

- he cannot cook. he burned pasta noodles because he didn’t know you had to put water in the pan.

- he still has a chicken plushie from when he was a baby, and it still sits on his bed. and if he cuddles with it at night? no one needs to know.

- has a huge birthmark on his side shaped like a heart

- really good at mixology, so i think that when joja gets shut down, shane works at the saloon and makes the drinks while gus cooks. he adds a whole new section on the menu!

- friends with sebastian. they paint each other’s nails from time to time, or sit in the rain together and just talk.

- kinda strong as hell? he lifts boxes in joja for work, as well as carrying around jas, so i’m assuming he could just….pick the farmer and his friends up?

- he has the most contagious laugh, it used to be a rare sound, but now that it’s a pretty common occurrence, shane makes people laugh all the time with his own laugh.

Abigail:

- buff. she is buff as hell. her and alex work out together sometimes, since she expressed a desire for adventure. she has picked up sam and sebastian with no warning and thrown them into the ocean

- can talk to animals due to her being the daughter of the wizard! so sometimes she’ll go to marnies farm and just chat with the cows or something

- if she sees a tree, she WILL climb it. she loves it so much, it’s just so adrenaline inducing for her.

- her and sebastian tried to go into the mines before but sam stopped them because it wouldn’t have been very safe. they were all 14.

- trying to learn to play the ukulele with a little help from sam. it’s frustrating, but she really likes the sound of it, and she’s determined as hell.

- absolutely cracked at any and all video games he plays. mario kart? she will kick your ass. animal crossing? her island has 5 stars. pokémon? she always wins. you can’t stop her, she’s too powerful.

- she has glasses, but prefers contacts, since glasses would get in the way of her adventuring.

Emily:

- not only can she sew, but she also makes her own soaps and candles! any form of creation she adores.

- loves flowers, and has a lot of little potted ones in her room. she raises them, gives them little names and personalities, and then brings them to sandy and tells her all about each flower

- she can roller skate, and it’s her preferred method of transportation. she can do a bunch of fun tricks as well!

- has an eyebrow slit

- making cute little baskets of homemade gifts is her favorite thing to do for her friends. sometimes she’ll just leave them on their doorsteps for no reason other than she wants to!

- can SPRINT in heels. like even 6 inch heels she can just RUN and it scares everyone who sees it.

- she loves the sounds of birds chirping in the morning, and she’s able to identify the name of the bird by its chirping and calls

Haley:

- is able to perfectly crack and drink from coconuts. that’s why she loves them so much.

- has the worst sense of direction. she’s lucky she lives in a small town, or she’d get lost all the time

- the spring is her favorite time of year, simply because she loves to capture life coming back in those spring months. baby animals, blooming flowers, her friends on the beach or just chilling in the sun, all of it

- her most prized possession is the very first picture her and emily took as kids on their parents polaroid. it’s taped to her mirror

- has a little beauty mark under her lip, but it normally isn’t visible due to being covered with makeup!

- she’s able to do her own nails! this is because she is ambidextrous, yet she doesn’t know, because it’s never been brought up

- she fucking LOVES learning about and identifying plants, trees and flowers. she knows so many it’s crazy. she has a great memory.

Leah:

- resident true crime enthusiast and ghost hunter. she drags elliot with her around town to go hunting for ghosts. they also watch documentaries together!

- has a bunch of little scars on her hands from her artwork

- to get inspiration for works, she’ll go on walks at different times of the day, different seasons, different routes, and she’ll turn each walk into a work of art. depending on all the environment and those who she runs into, each piece is vastly different.

- animals love her, and will sometimes just follow her around for no reason. she doesn’t mind at all, she kinda loves it.

- friends with emily. they are currently teaching each other their own forms of art, since they love learning from each other!

- really good at dancing, she’ll dance while she’s working on projects and she’ll hum a song to herself

- her favorite statue was created after she went on a walk, ran into abigail, and the two of them went swimming in the ocean and stayed there as the sun set and the stars came out. she has a little crush on abigail.

Maru:

- her hair is ALWAYS tied up, it’s impossible for her to work if her hair is in her eyes

- when she was a kid she wanted to be an astronaut, because she loves the stars, but she found she prefers the science and math behind it all

- she pierced her own ears, she has little star earrings!

- watches cartoons and geeks out about them with penny when they meet up in town!

- for some odd reason, she is terrified of butterflies. no one who knows her, or even maru herself have ANY idea why, but she will run away if she sees one.

- her favorite memory was the one night her and sebastian stayed up really late as kids and snuck outside to look at the stars (back when sebastian still loved them) and they ended up seeing a meteor shower

- she presses flowers as a hobby, and just keeps them in a little notebook alongside her ideas for projects and gadgets.

Penny:

- while she’s cleaning her and pam’s home, she finds herself singing to herself. she has yet to be caught by anyone

- each day, her hair is done ever-so-slightly different. each morning, she likes to change it up, and sometimes jas or vincent will give her something to put in her hair

- also interested in ghosts, will occasionally join elliot and leah on their adventures

- she is naturally really warm, so she doesn’t have to bundle up as much during the winter. the kids cling to her because she’s like a human space heater

- has a bit of a geeky side, and she loves to watch cartoons a lot. when she can find the time, she always watches them. they being her lots of comfort.

- has a small scar on her side from when she tripped over as a child onto something sharp. she likes it because with two freckles, it makes a little smiley face

- loves the water and the feeling of sea wind in her hair. she secretly wants to learn to drive a boat, so she can feel that wind in her hair whenever she wants.

#stardew #stardew valley #sdv alex #sdv elliott #sdv harvey #sdv sam #sdv sebastian #sdv shane #sdv abigail #sdv emily #sdv haley #sdv leah #sdv maru #sdv penny #stardew valley headcanons

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lavenderbexlatte · 3 years

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itzy 1.4k words gender-neutral reader insert Reader x Hwang Yeji EXPLICIT/NSFW

🖤 warnings: unrealistic scenario, marking, semi-public sex, vaginal fingering 🖤

🚨🚨 it’s a fanfic literally don’t do this irl

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This girl will not stop staring at you.

You know how self-absorbed and strange it sounds, to think that a random passenger on this metro train would be just…staring at you.

But you swear that she is. Behind her face mask and her beanie and her big sweatshirt, she’s looking at you, with big shiny upturned eyes. And you sincerely don’t know what to do about it.

She got on at the same stop as you, and sat right across from you in another end seat, leaning on the railing. You wouldn’t have even noticed her, except that you could feel the prickly sensation of eyes on you, after a while, and when you looked up, there she was. At first, you had wondered if there was something wrong with you; a stain on your clothes, maybe, or something in your hair. But she just kept sneaking peeks, her cheeks pink over the top of her mask, and then it progressed to this bizarre flat-out staring.

As surreptitiously as you can, you stare back. She’s pretty, you notice, really pretty. On the taller side, thin and elegant, with jewelry hanging from her fingers and her wrists, and the newest model phone in her manicured hand. You can imagine exactly how out-of-this-world gorgeous she would be all dressed up, instead of casual like this, and it honestly makes your pulse speed up a little bit.

What’s a girl like this doing staring at you?

You still have nine more stops before you’re meant to get off the metro, and this girl doesn’t seem like she’s getting off anytime soon, either.

After a moment, you notice movement; the girl is raising her phone, just slightly, from the curve of her crossed legs so that the camera lens pokes upward. At you.

You went to high school. You know what teens (and apparently very very attractive young adult women?) do when they see someone they think is cute, in public, someone so cute that they need to send a picture to their friends to prove it. She’s taking a high-school creeper shot of you.

It’s flattering, honestly. It sends a little rush of power through you, the idea that this girl is willing to suspend some pretty solid social norms to take a secret photo of you, on the train, surrounded by other people.

She doesn’t lower her phone for quite a while. It’s long enough that you can make out a small heart-shaped sticker near the camera lens, and inside the bubbled outline is a name. Yeji. You assume that’s her name, and not a partner’s or something.

Suddenly, the phone and its sticker disappear from view, and you can just barely hear a gasp over the bustling noise of the train and the passengers and the clacking of the rails outside. You glance up to see Yeji looking at you with much-wider eyes. Ah. She knows she’s been caught. You offer her a little smile, and her gaze darts back down to her lap. Cute. She’s the one who’s been ogling you this whole time, and now she’s shy?

The rest of your metro ride is a game of missed glances and accidentally-on-purpose ruffling your own hair, changing how you hold yourself in your seat, just to see if she notices. She definitely notices. You don’t think her eyes leave you once.

Your stop comes far too quickly. As you’re gathering your bag and settling your coat back onto your shoulders, making sure you don’t leave anything in the seat behind you, something wonderful happens.

Yeji stands up quickly, turning away from you to stand by the sliding exit door.

So this is her stop, too. You grin to yourself as you get to your feet, eager to see how she’ll react if she notices. The nearest door is the one that she’s set herself in front of, so you slide right up behind her, not too close but definitely visible behind her in the reflection on the glass doors.

Her mask is pulled down around her chin now, so you really can see her cheeks heat up pink when she catches your eye in the reflection. You spare a thought to wonder if she’s frightened, at all, or if she’s just embarrassed. You’re not trying to chase the poor girl down or anything. And besides, she started it. You keep your distance, though, as the metro pulls into the station and the doors slide open, letting the lot of you out into the chilly underground.

You really have nothing to worry about, you soon realize, because as soon as the crowd has thinned and the train has pulled away again, there’s a voice right at your shoulder.

“I’m sorry.”

You smile. You turn.

There she is, Yeji, looking extremely embarrassed, clutching her phone in one hand and playing with the strings on her hoodie with the other.

“Why are you sorry?” you ask, amused.

“Because I was being so weird and you saw me,” she mumbles, “I took a couple pictures of you, and I know that’s crazy, I feel so bad, but – but I just did it because…”

“Because?” you prompt.

Yeji huffs out a breath. “Because you’re really, really pretty and-”

“You think I’m pretty?” you preen, laying it on thick.

She just blushes even harder. “Well, yeah, but I’m trying to say I’m sorry for-”

“What if it didn’t bother me?” you say.

“It probably bothered you a little,” she says, incredulous.

You shrug. “I dunno, cute girls on the subway don’t usually find me so attractive that they have a take picture for later.”

Much to your surprise, Yeji meets your tone pound for pound. “Well, you could have just said something, instead of making me feel like a creep!”

“Weren’t you being one?” you point out.

“If you liked it, it wasn’t creepy!”

She can argue, you’ll give her that. And she doesn’t seem at all ashamed that she was full-on invading your privacy, just flustered because she got caught doing it. You probably shouldn’t find that as attractive as you do.

“You know, if I met you in a club or something, I would be asking you home right about now,” you say, blunt and ridiculous.

“What makes meeting me on the metro any different?” Yeji slings back.

You smile at her. “I don’t live close to here, for one. And I don’t know what your plans are for the day, for two.”

Yeji’s own grin is catlike and innocent, and it makes you all the more attracted to her. “Nothing I can’t reschedule.”

That’s how you find yourself bundled into a tiny single-person all-genders restroom, one floor above in the station proper, with Yeji propped up on the sturdy cement-and-tile counter in front of you. Her slim legs are spread around you, thighs in their black athletic leggings squeezing your hips as you drag your mouth down her pretty, delicate jaw to the side of her neck. She’s already kissed you stupid, her perfect pouty mouth leaving a sore bite right at the juncture of your throat, and it’s only right that you return the favor.

You toy with the band of her leggings, snapping the elastic gently against her skin as you say, “What do you want me to do?”

“Anything,” she pants.

“Be careful saying that,” you smirk.

“Just touch me!”

You’re enjoying this far too much. “Where?”

Her nails dig into your skin as she covers your hand with hers, dragging you back to her waistband with a whine. You decide to give her a break. Your let your fingers slip under the thick elastic, under the soft material of her panties beneath, down to her sex.

She’s just dripping for you. You can’t help the hiss that escapes your mouth as you trace your fingers across her, just a gentle touch that already has her bucking forward into it.

“Quit teasing!” she urges.

“But I want to take my time,” you say lightly.

Contrary to your words, you let your middle finger slip inside her, and she muffles a groan into your shoulder. You work the digit into her, getting deeper on each thrust forward, until she’s meeting you halfway, the heel of your hand against her clit.

As she practically rides your hand, so perfectly filthy even though she’s still fully clothed, you have an idea. You reach around with your free hand and slide your phone out of your pocket.

“What are you doing?” she asks, breathless.

You just tilt your head, regard her with a teasing smile. “You took pictures of me. Isn’t it fair I get some nice pictures, in return?”

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komahinasecretexchange · 5 years

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Title: Kicking Roses, Folding Cranes

Author: @zombiekittiez

For: @irl-miu-fuckin-iruma / @miu-has-commoncold

Rating/Warnings: Teen, Language, Suggestiveness, Unhealthy Relationships

Prompt: 1) some cuddles 2) soft kisses 3) anything angsty

Author’s notes: Heyyyy it’s, uh, like really way longer than I meant and is way more 3) 2) 1) but then it was due so like… I hope you like it!

It starts, probably, when they find the pallet of triple-wrapped boxes at the back of the warehouse. It takes some maneuvering to uncover what was so carefully preserved, so the whole class ends up making a day of it. While Nidai leads a veritable army of Minimarus to the challenge, Imposter takes bets on the contents, writing each name and guess and wager in neat, even strokes. Mostly, Hajime thinks, the bets are centered more on wishful thinking than any concrete proof. It is highly improbable that Saionji will find a “fuck ton of gummies” or that Souda will stumble across a “disassembled liquid fuel cryogenic J-2 engine,” but he supposes that they are having fun and that is what counts.

While Nidai and Sonia eagerly attack the plastic sheeting, Hajime becomes aware of Komaeda, standing two steps back and to the right. It’s a habit he’s developed, since waking up, deferential hovering like some lady-in-waiting. It annoys Hajime, who has learned better than to confront Komaeda directly about things like equality. Rather, he takes a perverse sort of pleasure in thwarting Komaeda indirectly whenever possible.

Hajime takes the book from Imposter and makes a show of frowning at the page. “Komaeda,” he calls. He holds the page so closely that Komaeda must lean in, long hair falling in his face, to follow his line zig-zagging down the columns, scarcely any space at all between them. “I don’t see your bet.”

Komaeda laughs softly. “Wouldn’t that be rigging the game?”

“Depends on your guess.” Hajime points out. “There is a certain amount of logic involved in gambling, one reason you’re so good at it.”

“Logical… is that how you see me?” Komaeda asks, bemused. “I suppose I could make an educated guess.”

“Humor me.”

“Something totally impractical, most likely.” Komaeda hums a little to himself, turning to face Haime fully, his back to the unboxing. Souda and Nida work the crowbars at the top of the crate. “So much wrapping means it’s probably easily ruined by wet weather…”

The crate is open. Owari looks inside and gives a loud snort of disgust. Can’t be edible.

“Stationary? No, that’s too general…” Mioda picks up a something small and square and colorful. She gives it a shake.

“Origami paper,” Komaeda says brightly, smacking a fist against his open palm just as Mioda drops the packet, small perfect squares of colorful paper scattering across the floor. Collectively, class 77B groans.

Souda leads the charge, ignoring Komaeda’s protests with “it counts, it totally counts!” so Komaeda leaves weighed down with various odds and ends according to the bet book- konpeito, a seashell in the shape of a dinosaur, a seaweed based health tonic, pictures of a particularly cute dog, an alarm clock that sprays the sleeper with water, a set of mostly unbroken watercolor pencils, a peach cobbler, a tarnished silver pendant in the shape of a rabbit, slightly squashy strawberry chocolates and several hundred sheets of origami paper. Hajime, as instigator, is voluntold to help carry the items back to the first island cottages.

“For your services,” Komaeda announces at the door, dumping the candy and pastries into Hajime’s arms.

“And because you don’t like sweet things.” Hajime sighs. “You don’t have to keep all their junk, you know, Komaeda. We can find some use for the paper. It probably burns well.”

“No,” Komaeda says firmly, and while he generally does what he pleases, he is rarely so confident affirming it. “That would be a waste.” Hajime blinks.

“Oh.” He makes a note to tell the others to leave the remaining paper alone. It’s not like it’s hurting anyone. It’s nice, he decides, for Komaeda to show interest in something. Whatever reality he was living in when dead and buried under layers of code, it left him subdued. Without the fanatical desperation of his looming luck or the drive of despair, he seems a little empty. With his white hair and his pale face and his fading smile, he has become something like Hajime’s personal ghost, only scarcely glimpsed in mirrors or around corners of buildings. Hajime half expects to wake to see Komaeda in his cottage in the middle of the night, looming over the bed. He wonders why that thought is less disturbing than it should be and chalks it up to a Kamukura thing.

Komaeda tends to work salvage shifts in the library with Sonia who reads thirty-two languages, though, she admits, her Hindi is abysmal. He sorts and cleans wonderfully, and, Sonia assures Souda regularly, is a perfect gentleman.

Two days after what Mioda dubbed The Origami Incident of ‘85 for no discernible reason, Sonia distributes tiny metal cards to everyone at breakfast. Each is embossed with a name and a tiny scanner.

“Library cards,” she explains. “The library committee has decided to allow checking out up to three items at a time.”

“You just scan the book’s UPC code like this-” Souda aims his card at a book in Sonia’s arms titled Baphomet and You! Occult Leanings in 19th Century France. The card gives a little beep, a light on the side blinking green. “Blammo! You got two weeks.”

“What happens if you keep them past the due date?” Hajime wonders, holding his card up to the light. When he lowers it again, everyone in the room is staring at him in disgust.

“I know that conditions are different than what we have, in the civilized world,” Sonia says very slowly, as though talking to a child. “But we are not animals, Hinata.”

Hajime rolls his eyes, unable to summon the patience or the interest to defend himself. “Where’s Komada’s?”

“It was his idea, so, of course, he had first choice.” Sonia explains.

Komaeda, sitting at the table by the window, drinks his blackened coffee and flips through a copy of Origami for Beginners.

“Huh.” Hajime puts his card into his pocket and gets up. It’s his turn for dish duty.

Later, Hajime finds the origami penguin in the downstairs lobby, balanced on the bar top across from the arcade machines. The lines are a little uneven so it stands lopsided on one end, like it’s hunched over protectively from the invisible cold. He picks it up and looks it over before setting it gently back into place.

An origami fox sits on the library shelf above the DIY section. Its ears were creased in the wrong direction at first so they curl under a little, giving it a hangdog sort of expression. Hajime picks up a book on water purification systems. He scans the book jacket with his library card until he hears an approving sort of beep. Sonia waves goodbye when he leaves. She is the only one he sees.

When Hajime goes up for lunch, the bar penguin has a friend. The second penguin is a little crisper and neater.

“I haven’t seen Komaeda around much today,” he brings up to Souda over curry rice. He tries to make it seem off-handed.

“It’s probably that thing,” Souda says unhelpfully.

“That thing.” Hajime echoes.

“The paper thing.” Souda gestures with his spoon. “He’s getting pretty good. Those invitation whatevers turned out kind of neat.”

“Invitations.”

“Yeah, how they opened up like flowers? Koizumi put mine back together for me after I couldn’t cause I’m clumsy. I put it on the mirror in my room. Maybe that’s girly, I dunno.”

“Invitation to what, Souda?”

“That origami meet up on Thursdays,” Souda says like it’s obvious. “It was on the invite, man.”

“I didn’t get an invite, Souda,” Hajime explains with what feels like infinite patience.

“Oh.” Souda pauses. Hums. Takes another bite and a swig of banana milk. “Probably he just didn’t want to bother you,” he decides.

After lunch, Hajime pauses on the stairs, seeing movement. Down below, Komaeda folds a half sheet of paper, eyes narrowed in concentration, adding to his Arctic tableau. After a few minutes of careful creasing, a half-sized penguin nestles between the two bigger penguins in a little penguin family.

“Can I try?” Hajime asks and Komaeda startles.

“Ah… yes, of course.” Komaeda hands him a sheet and steps to the side, cradling the How-to book to his chest. He doesn’t offer to show Hajime the diagram and Hajime doesn’t need it. He folds a crisp and perfect penguin without even trying. He hardly ever feels like he’s trying, when it’s not people.

“Here,” he says, handing it to Komaeda, who looks over its flawlessly symmetrical lines with a neutral expression. He walks to the end of the bar top and puts it down, far away from the messy loving penguin family.

“Don’t you think they’d want to stick together?” Hajime asks lamely, shoving his hands in his pockets. “Like… don’t you think he wants to be friends?”

“He’ll be happier over there,” Komaeda says with finality, stepping back to admire his work. If he moved the penguin any further away, it would fall off the counter.

Hajime sighs again. He’s been doing that a lot lately.

On Thursday, Hajime decides to sort through the junk bins in Electric Avenue like he’s been avoiding for the past couple of weeks. It’s better to do this sort of thing alone, he reasons. It is tedious, automatic work, and by the end he has a solid organization system going. He sets a couple of things aside, bundling them into his bag and bringing them back across to the main island via schooner.

The kitchen is dark. The meeting must still be on. Hajime makes himself a sandwich and eats it with his feet in the pool, which Koizumi hates because she’s worried about crumbs. It’s nice, in a childish sort of way.

It’s not like he’s waiting, exactly, he reasons. He just happens to be out here, aimlessly footing around. He plays some Gala-Omega. He plays some Pac-Man. He peeks outside periodically, feeling like a creep. Souda is the first one coming around the bend and that might be his luck working because this is probably the best possible solution.

“Hey, c’mere a second.” Hajime gestures him into the downstairs lobby.

“What’s up, soul friend?” Souda grins at him cheekily.

“Here.” Hajime shoves two bundles at him. Souda pulls open the first.

“Heck yeah, you found me one! I thought if you had your luck you might.” He pokes at the Liox Li-air battery pack with obvious glee. “What’s this other stuff?”

“Komaeda needs it for the prosthetic upgrade.” Hajime clears his throat. “Can you do that?”

“You want me to work on his robo-arm? You wouldn’t let me near it during development, like it was your damn baby. What gives?”

Hajime’s eyes focus off in the distance, toward the bar top. “I’m just… busy right now.”

“Busy.” Souda looks at Hajime, bare footed with the cuffs of his pants rolled up, still a little damp around the bottom. He then looks pointedly at the new row of top scores on their two working arcade machines.

“Really busy,” Hajime insists.

“Hey, man, if this is about-”

“Ultimate Mechanic,” Hajime interrupts. “I bet you want to do all kinds of upgrades.”

Souda shuts up, eyes gleaming at the thought. “What about-”

“Not a rocket launcher. Not with his luck,” Hajime admonishes.

“You never let me have any fun,” Souda gripes, taking the parts and heading back outside.

Hajime takes his perfect penguin back to his cottage. He thinks about crumpling it up, but Komaeda is right. It would be a waste. He puts it on his desk, the single ornament in a plain and boring room for a plain and boring person.

“Yeah,” he says to no one in particular, and he goes to bed. Even after resting, he has a hard time focusing.

“Are…. a-are you doing okay?” Tsumiki asks hesitantly during inventory at the pharmacy. They’re in the back with all the really strong stuff, checking expiration dates and carting what’s salvageable to the hospital dispensary.

“Yes. The Ultimate Pharmacist talent is an easier one,” Hajime assures her, flipping through the steroids. The Prednisone is still properly sealed. He shakes the box a little and then puts it into the usable pile.

“T-that’s not what I meant,” Tsumiki murmurs. There’s a bright green origami rabbit peeking out from her apron pocket. “You haven’t been coming around much, and w-we were worrying-”

“If no one asks me for help, it’s because they don’t need it. If they don’t talk to me, they don’t need to talk to me.” Hajime discards several thoroughly crushed blister packs of allergy medicine. “I’m helping you, aren’t I? Because you asked. If someone asks me, I’ll help them.”

“W-what if Komaeda asks?” Tsumiki asks timidly.

Hajime snorts. “Komaeda is never going to ask me for anything,” he says with finality and after that they work in silence.

Nagito is in the back practicing penguins like usual when Hinata next comes to visit the library. He stays out of sight, but the open door lets him listen in as he presses folds into blue and white paper.

“Your mortal shell lacks vigor,” Tanaka notes from behind the counter where he is helping Sonia remove the unsightly relics of time lost past- his phrasing for wiping the dust jackets free of dirt and pollen. Hinata’s returned the book on electrical system hybridization, so Nagito supposes that the rewiring has gone off well. Lately, Hinata’s productivity has been at a record high. It is abominably conceited for one such as himself to take even the slightest credit for such an endeavor, but he can’t help feeling a little personal pride.

Hasn’t he kept his distance beautifully? Hasn’t he distracted the others and kept them entertained so as to not disturb Hinata’s most important work?

Origami Thursdays are a terrific success, he decides. Perhaps he’ll ask Mioda about a Karaoke Friday or something.

“We have not seen you for breakfast recently,” Sonia tells Hinata worriedly.

“I’ve been getting an early start,” Hinata says.Nagito chances glancing up as he leans over to pick up a fresh sheet of paper off the pile. Hinata has not noticed him, or is ignoring him, perhaps. His eyes are fixed on the high shelf behind the counter. There’s a little fox family there now, too. Three little kits. They are a disgrace. The Papa Fox has to be discreetly propped up using the corner of a children’s book. Hinata should not have to look upon such trash. Nagito’s fingers fairly itch to hide them away.

“Do you like them?” Sonia asks, noticing Hinata’s gaze. “They are so very cute! Komada has been putting them around. We’ve been helping.”

“The ice-visages in the den of inequity are particularly enchanting,” Tanaka agrees.

“I do so love penguins! Though I thought I saw four, earlier. There’s only three now.” Sonia says thoughtfully.

“You must have miscounted,” Hinata shrugs.

On his way to lunch, Nagito checks.

Hinata’s penguin is gone.

Well. That’s fine.

Hinata’s origami was so obviously superior. Ultimate Handicrafts, probably, or something of that nature. To put his creation alongside Nagito’s amateurish mess was an insult. It probably had a much better place to live now. Perhaps he should check.

When Hinata goes for a run by his lonesome after dinner, along the sandy beach, Nagito takes a quick look inside his cabin. It’s not hard to jimmy the lock, with a hairpin and a bit of luck. The penguin sits on Hinata’s desk and Nagito feels a small swell of pride at that too, though undeserved. It was his paper, his past-time, perhaps even his influence. He picks it up and looks it over, admiring its perfect creases. He gives it a tiny kiss on its little beak, feeling a bit foolish and lovelorn and yet… it’s nice. Hinata made it, after all.

He locks the cabin and leaves without disturbing anything. It might be a bit creepy, but then Nagito is perfectly aware of his own glaring faults. Besides, it’s not as though he breaks into Hinata’s cabin often.

Once or twice a week, at most.

Rarely when he’s sleeping.

The thing is, Hajime isn’t without sympathy. This used to be what it was like for him, wasn’t it? Komaeda.People just putting up with you. Of course they like Hajime, of course they do. He saved them. It’s just- he’s kind of creepy, right? And even when someone talks to him, he’s not great at it. No Ultimate Conversationalist skill, ha-ha!

It’s only fair, he reasons. Ultimate Sociologist totally gets it. Pack dynamics. Social identity approach. Secondary Interpersonal attraction. These terms apply to class 77-B, with shared history and loss and recovery. This current hierarchy, with him perched along the top, is different altogether. The Ultimate Despairs are an emergent response group. Temporary bonds formed according to external trauma. And now they are dissolving.

Because Komaeda has memories with them, memories of before, memories with Nanami. All Hajime has is shared Despair.

Hajime is helpful. He knows he’s helpful. He’s a human multitool, for crying out loud. And he keeps them in line, mostly. Keeps them from breaking anything too important. It had been annoying, all the hovering and fluttering but now it’s gone. Respect. Reverence. Not love.

But maybe that’s not good enough. Not when you’re looking for reasons to stay.

It isn’t like he sat down and planned it out, his leaving. It’s just that he looked up during dinner, in the middle of a table, in the midst of conversations that do not invite him in and realizes he is an empty chair. This would be the same either way, and wherever he goes, he will be just as hollow.

“I haven’t seen you smile like that before,” Komaeda says quietly, when he picks up Hajime’s dishes. He’s on clean up duty tonight. Hajime shrugs. It was a smile of relief. Once a problem is identified, it can be corrected.

Physical work always helps his mind clear, so it’s a few days later when Hajime takes a break from ripping the piping out of the walls outside the factory, the sweat running down his face and soaking his shirt. It’s too hot for this, just a little past noon, but he doesn’t want to sit still. Busy, he decides, is better.

He pulls off his shirt and uses it to wipe his face. When he looks up, Komaeda and Saionji have stopped where they were coming down the middle of the path. Komaeda stares.

“What?” Hajime asks, annoyed.

Komaeda turns on his heels and heads to the warehouse.

“Good talk,” Hajime mutters, throwing his shirt to the side of the path.

“He’s probably just really grossed out,” Saionji says, voice syrupy sweet. “You’re pretty disgusting right now, bro.”

“What are you two doing out here anyway?”

“More origami paper,” Saionji grins. “I’m giving private lessons.”

“Gross,” Hajime says with feeling.

“Are you jelly? Lime green jelly?” Saionji crows. “I’m a master of Japanese arts, you know!” She smirks up at him and Hajime just feels exhausted.

“So go get your paper and leave me alone,” he mutters.

“Don’t have to tell me twice!” Saionji sings, disappearing from view.

By the time Hajime finishes converting his irritation into manual labor, he’s got a sky-high pile of copper pipes and two pulled muscles in his back. He hobbles into the warehouse, looking for something to use as a walking stick till he can get to Nidai’s healing hands and sees the open crate, still ridiculously full of paper. On top, haphazardly discarded, is a single paper crane.

Komaeda’s paper crane. He can tell by the way the edges overlap slightly to the right. It must be particularly hard to do, with one robot hand. He imagines Komaeda unfolding and refolding, unfolding and refolding, mouth twisted to one side in concentration, wonders what it would be like to mess that up for him, to touch that expression.

He folds one. Two. Ten. Twenty. Fifty. By the time he gets to one hundred, his breath is even and his back hardly throbs. Speedy recovery and all that. He puts them in an empty box and slides it behind the crate.

When he gets to the dining hall, the chaos is in full swing but he still feels calm and centered. Souda notices him in the doorway after a bit and waves him over to try and make room, but Hajime just grabs an orange juice and waves.

“I need a shower, I’ll eat later.” Komaeda’s eyes follow him out of the doorway.

He can’t remember the last time he was in such a clear thinking mood. Ten days, he decides. Ten times one hundred is one thousand. Ten days is plenty of time. He will prioritize the repairs, focus on the ones that require varied talents, and then he will leave a thousand paper cranes and this island behind.

Nagito is suspicious.

Ever since he’d caught that peculiar smile on Hinata’s face, he’s been suspicious. Nagito is not particularly clever or capable or even useful, but he does have a head for delicate tasks like cleaning or folding origami and he is the resident expert on Hajime Hinata.

Of course the others had noticed and asked and of course he had answered them vaguely, with a reassuring smile but underneath it all, Nagito watched as he always did and waited and thought.

It was so hard to maintain distance, sometimes.

Hinata, sweat slicked and muscles stark as he worked outside in the unforgiving sun.

“Put your tongue back in your fucking mouth,” Saionji had sneered once she’d found him in the warehouse after their run in, hugging his own arms tightly and blinking brightly at the wall, overloading on the memory. She threw a piece of paper at him and he had caught it and folded a perfect white crane. The motions calmed him back to normalcy and he left it on the top of the crate, whimsically.

But he doesn’t like how hard Hinata is working. Like there’s a kind of deadline approaching. He goes for a walk, letting his feet carry him along. With his luck, he’ll figure it out in no time. It takes a day or two to figure out where in the warehouse his luck is telling him to look.

One hundred paper cranes.

“I-I’m glad you’re feeling better,” Tsumiki says happily as Hinata closes the panel of the MRI, the light on the side glowing a sudden reassuring green.

Two hundred paper cranes.

“Ibuki is totally gonna write a song about this!” Mioda crows when the lights flicker on properly backstage at the Titty Typhoon and the fog machine whirs to life.

Three hundred paper cranes.

“I thank you for your dedication,” Imposter murmurs imperiously as Hinata brings the diner oven to a steady, even flame. Imposter has a basket of oysters under one arm, ready to roast. He might be drooling a little.

Four hundred paper cranes.

“Fuckin’ unbelievable,” Kuzuryu blinks when Hinata makes the adjustment and then his bionic eye flares to life. “I feel like a goddamn superhero.”

Komaeda checks nightly and sees the number growing and growing, strung together in long strands. What is it for? What does it mean? Every crane is so perfect and Hinata is working so very hard. He sets up Koizumi’s dark room. He works on the desalination station. The greenhouse. The atmospheric purifier. Communication encryption.

Five hundred, six hundred, seven hundred, eight hundred.

“You look tired,” Nagito says nervously, running into Hinata in the the storage room accidentally-on-purpose. He takes two large steps backward.

“I’ll take a break soon,” Hinata explains, shutting down the back up generator now that it is running smoothly. “Then I’ll sleep for a week.”

“We will take pains not to disturb you, then.” Nagito assures him and Hinata just smiles vaguely in response. Nagito loves Hinata’s smiles. Not that one, though.

Nagito’s luck had fizzled out that morning during dish duty and caused a power outage for two hours, just long enough to collapse the delicate souffles Hanamura had planned for a special dinner treat. He decides that it’s better to keep his distance for now, in case there is more bad luck on the way. Nagito heads to the warehouse, to drag out the crate from under the worktables and to count the paper cranes. It’s wonderfully soothing. He wonders what will happen when Hinata reaches one thousand. Something wonderful, he bets.

In the crate, there are nine hundred perfect paper cranes. Beside the crate is a knapsack. It has dried rations, a portable water purifier, a multi-tool and a stun-gun. Crumpled in the pocket is a draft of a note. To him. To all of them.

By the time you are reading this…

Nagito takes a deep deep breath. His mouth twists up on one side.

What terrible luck.

After Hajime finishes the last of the essential repairs, he decides to head back to his cottage to shower up and to try writing his farewell note again. All the eloquence of the Ultimate Literary Genius, unable to write a short and sweet goodbye. Pathetic. After dinner, he’ll slip over to the warehouse and finish the last hundred cranes. His one small bag is already packed and waiting there. The shower he takes is a long one, and very hot. He enjoys it- it may be the last hot shower he has for a while, the world being what it is out there. He’s still toweling his hair roughly when he walks back into his bedroom and sees it- a single, perfect crane on his bed. White.The same crane he’d first seen in the warehouse, he realizes, picking it up.

Then someone clamps a rag around his nose and mouth from behind and everything goes black.

It is some time later when Hajime wakes up in bed. It is soft and he is comfortable. Someone has tucked him in on all sides, something he can’t remember ever experiencing before, even as a child. He blinks sleepily. Someone is banging on the door. It’s very annoying but he can ignore it, if he likes, so he does. There’s yelling now, too. What is it they’re saying… Fire? Someone is yelling Fire, Fire, how cliche.

He’s nearly asleep again when he recognizes Souda’s voice.

“YO!” Souda screams. “Get the fuck up, Komaeda set the warehouse on fire!”

Hajime blinks. He sits up.

“…Again?”

Nagito whistles tunelessly as he watches the building burn. As an after thought, he pulls the origami penguins from his pocket. One, two, three from the lobby, one from Hinata’s cottage, liberated during what he likes to think of as the Sleepytime Phase. Mioda had been less than amused by that, actually. She’s over with the others, staring at him and the fire and him and the fire as though something will change. It will not. He wanders closer to the building and they shy away. Nagito drops all the penguins into the fire together.

“If you’re going to burn, better to burn together,” Nagito murmurs, smiling.

He’s not crazy. He isn’t.

Probably.

“Wow.” Hajime crosses his arms, watching the Minimarus fighting the flames. It is both adorable and futile. The rest of their classmates huddle in a little group on the other side- as far away from Komeda as they can manage.

“The accelerant was a bit more potent in real life, I’m afraid,” Komaeda smiles cheerfully, two careful steps behind.

“Komaeda?”

“Yes, Hinata?”

“… why did you set the warehouse on fire?”

“You only had a hundred left,” Komaeda says, like it’s obvious. “You had to be stopped.”

“You set the warehouse on fire because of paper cranes?” Hajime wonders sometimes if he’s actually just having some kind of aneurysm and this is all some long, drawn out hallucination sequence.

“No, Hinata,” Komaeda says very slowly and Hajime swallows back the urge to hit him in the mouth. “I set the warehouse on fire because you were leaving.”

Hajime blinks.

“I knew you were up to something when you started working yourself to death. That list,by the way, the one you keep in your desk? Not the order I would have put those tasks in, but I’m sure someone as talented as you had your reasons. When I saw you had already packed your bag last night, I knew I had to act quickly-”

“Wait, when did you-”

“When you were sleeping, obviously,” Komaeda continues, as though this is the least important detail, “But I think you were really quite unfair, you know. I’m not sure what else I could have done. I was trying to be considerate, distract the others to let you have some breathing room, and then you go and do a thing like that. Honestly, I’m disappointed, if that’s as far as your hope can take you.“

“Can we go back like… to step three? Or something? Because…” Hajime trails off.

“The point is that you’re not allowed to leave the islands.” Komaeda shrugs carelessly. “Sorry, but that’s just the way it is.”

“I’m not allowed?”

“Nope.” Komaeda smiles again. “No more cranes, no more leaving.”

“The two aren’t… I mean, I could just… make more paper cranes.” Hajime says, bewildered.

“Most of the origami paper was lost in the fire. Turns out it does burn well! You’re so clever, to have known that. But if you find more or you make more, that’s okay. I’ll just burn those too.” Komaeda’s face settles into a peculiar expression. “But there’s no need for that. Someone as important as you has to be here! I can help. I can stay further back, if you like? Three… no,five steps? I can stop speaking to you directly, if the sound of my voice is too unpleasant to bear. Maybe I could only come out during the night, once everyone is asleep, so no one has to see trash like me? Those are just suggestions, please feel free to direct me how you please-”

“Jesus fucking Christ,” Hajime runs a hand down his face in utter exasperation. With his free hand, he grabs Komaeda by the wrist and drags him over to the others.

“Tell them you’re sorry,” Hajime orders.

“I am very sorry you must all co-exist with such a garbage human being,” Komaeda chirps.

“About the fire!”

“Oh. Did you want me to lie, Hinata? That doesn’t seem very nice.” Komaeda temporizes, tilting his head to the side.

“You are such a freak,” Saionji sneers.

“Crazy son-of-a-” Souda clutches at the front of his jumper, gritting his teeth.

“Somebody oughta put you down,” Kuzuryu says darkly and Pekoyama puts one hand on her bamboo sword.

Komaeda nods and nods. “But it was necessary, you know! For hope. And now our hope will stay.” Komaeda turns huge adoring eyes on Hajime. So does everyone else.

“Wait… what is he talking about?” Koizumi asks suspiciously.

“You were gonna leave?!” Owari bellows.

“Where the hell d’you think you’re going, punk? Too good for us now, is that it?” Kuzuryu turns on him and Pekoyama puts her hand back on her bamboo sword.

Hajime holds up a hand. “No. Stop. Look. I thought… and I was… it doesn’t matter. I’m not leaving,” he says. “Anymore,” he adds. They look thoroughly unimpressed. And there’s Komaeda, looking friendly and gentle and sooty and only maybe one tenth as insane as he actually is, but. Also. Didn’t it… wasn’t it… sort of… working?

He isn’t leaving, is he?

“Fuck, I’m tired.” He groans, almost to himself.

“Chloroform does that to people,” Komaeda agrees in a knowing sort of way.

“I need to lay down.” Hajime says after a solid thirty sixty seconds where he just covers his face and breathes heavily. “Now that the fire is contained, I need to lay down.”

Komaeda nods sagely but is then suddenly dragged up and along the path back to the bridge and the first island.

“Hinata?”

Hajime increases the pace. He can feel something building up inside of himself, as inexorably as the ocean. He just needs to get inside. If he can get back to his cabin he can sleep.

“I can see that you’re upset with me. Completely understandable! I’m imposing upon you with my presence. The very air that I breathe is like poison around you. It would be best if I stopped my disgusting voice altogether-”

Hajime grabs Komaeda by the shoulders. “Shut up,” he orders, but the buzzing in his head is so thunderously loud that he can’t be sure the words are coming out at all. Komaeda’s mouth is still moving. Words are still pouring out.

Hajime shuts him up. He puts a hand against Komaeda’s mouth and holds it there. “Stop,” he begs. “Stop holding back. Stop putting me to the side. Stop ignoring me. Stop whatever you’re doing to make them ignore me too, Komaeda… I can’t do this. I can’t take this.” Tears of frustration are escaping but he doesn’t care. They’re still in front of the ranch, haven’t even made it back yet, but Hajime just wants to lie down in the dirt. “Pay attention to me. Be around me. Be normal, okay? Be your normal, be your regular weird fuck self, I-” his voice breaks.

Nagito reaches up with his free hand and pulls Hinata’s hand off his face. He turns it around, till the fingers curl up toward the sky. He looks at Hinata impassively.

Had he always been so weak and soft? A little space and he doubts their love already. Utterly faithless. Utterly disappointing.

Nagito loves that part of him too.

He presses a kiss into Hajime’s fingers. The knuckles. The wrist. Each is a soft and reverent thing.

“You’re tired, aren’t you?” He asks, between kisses. “Poor Hinata. You must be so tired.”

Hinata lets go of Nagito’s wrist and reaches up to scrub angrily at his face. Nagito takes that hand too. They’re standing in the middle of the path where anyone can see them, but if Hinata isn’t going to kick him into the dirt over it, he can’t be bothered to care what the inferior talents will think or feel. It’s Hinata’s decision, so if he chooses to have such appalling foresight as to allow Nagito free reign, well. Nagito won’t be the one to tell him he’s making poor life choices.

Komaeda leads, this time, their fingers laced together, and they go back to Hinata’s cottage. He makes no move to open the door; likely as not, he’d forgotten the keys in his haste. Nagito knows that fires tend to do that to even the best of people. Luckily, he has a hairpin.

“You’re too good at that,” Hinata sniffs warily.

“Thanks!” Nagito grins as he pushes open the door. He locks the door behind them. Hinata shucks his shoes and his shirt on the floor, which is a bit messy, but Hinata has had a rough day, so Nagito will let it slide this time. He tucks Hinata in on all sides and leans against the foot of the bed, head resting on his elbow, watching with a contented smile.

“You’re so goddamn creepy,” Hinata complains, throwing an arm over his eyes to keep from seeing him. “And embarrassing. And awful.” Nagito nods along. “Get off the floor,” he orders.

“The floor is too good for someone like me, but surely you don’t want to leave me unsupervised?” Nagito suggests. Hinata hauls him up by the elbow.

“Get in the fucking bed,” he says, and Nagito does, sliding happily between the sheets. He’s so warm, this steady physical presences that dips the mattress so they lay close together on the tiny bed. Nagito traces the path from Hinata’s shoulder down to his hip.

“You smell wonderful,” Nagito sighs, face buried against Hinata’s shoulder, curled into the shape of his body from the back. He smells a little sweaty from the run, but clean and quick, and still a little like shampoo. He nuzzles the back of Hinata’s neck and Hinata shivers.

“You smell like smoke,” Hinata says flatly. “Take your clothes off.”

Hajime would like to tell himself that he didn’t mean those words to come out that way. That this, like the thing about the origami, like the thing about leaving the island, was just a big mistake. It’s just that when Nagito slides back into bed, warm, soft, completely naked, and starts kissing the back of his neck with those same slow, even, deliberate kisses, he doesn’t want him to stop.

Komaeda’s hair still smells like smoke.

Hajime rolls over to face him anyway.

“You’re so fucking crazy.” Hajime murmurs, pulling him close. He holds Komaeda properly, holds him close to his chest like Komaeda might dissolve if he doesn’t. He might slip right through Hajime’s fingers and into the mattress and into the dirt. He might slip off in the night and set something else on fire. He might hurl himself off a cliff. Hajime kisses Komaeda’s cheek. His ear. The side of his nose. The corner of his mouth. “I can’t leave you alone. What the hell would you do?” He doesn’t let Komaeda answer, pressing his mouth against Komaeda’s and leaving it there, just breathing the same air. Occupying the same space. Komaeda kisses him back, gently. The wet slide of lips. Languid. Sleepy. Loving.

“You brought me back,” Komaeda reminds him, slipping his arms around Hajime too, dragging fingers down his broad back gently, making Hajime squirm. “Take responsibility.”

Hajime does.

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patricianandclerk · 5 years

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okay i just want to make a note about stimulating pussy here

This post doesn’t have embedded diagrams because Tumblr is Tumblr. I’ve mirrored it on Ao3 so that the diagrams can be included as intended. Please no comments that equate having a pussy with being a woman.

so, a lot of the time when i’m reading fic about like, eating pussy or fingering someone with a cunt, there’s this weird emphasis on the clit, as if that’s like, the whole thing, or they’re just fingerbanging like crazy and expecting the person in question to orgasm like billyo.

obviously i will note that your mileage may vary, and different pussies respond to different stuff, but like… generally pussies are treated as like, a weird fragile thing, which they are Not.

i think part of it is just the way that cocks are talked about in comparison to cunts, and how they’re made a lot more accessible, despite being much easier to operate in this regard, but i just want some tips about like, the writing of eating pussy from the POV of the pussy-eater (and possibly eating pussy IRL, more power to you)

[diagram of vulva]

so you’ve probably seen this diagram before, right?

so, the clit presents in different ways in some people - sometimes it’s bigger or smaller, sometimes it’s like, nestled in the mound and sometimes it’s more obvious as separate. now, the clit? it’s great. clitoral stimulation is excellent. but i feel like a lot of people are like… missing what the clitoris actually looks like

this is the outside, and this is what you see, but if you actually think about the organ and the space it’s covering, then boom:

[diagram of clitoris]

you see? a clitoris and a cock are variations on the same design block, right?

so you have the head of the clitoris and the itty bitty shaft, and the hood that’s either like, either covering the whole thing, or is drawn back a lil bit, or sometimes you get those clits that are just wearing the thing like it’s a cute lil scarf, and that’s all fine

but that’s just the head. the actual organ is running down either side of the vulva, and it’s very good to stimulate that too!

so, firstly, the labia majora, right? we’ll start on the outside because the outer lips get so little attention, i think because people tend to assume they’re not part of the organ, and are just like, a little cushioning to protect the entrance, right? touch those! it feels good!

pussies are not delicate. they’re not soft lil flowers that are gonna come right to pieces, they’re not gonna shatter under a mouth or hands. they’re hardy, and they’re sturdy, and they can take a lot of stimulation. so, yes, you can gently and reverently stroke the outer lips. it’s a great way to tease! but you can also:

you can often drive someone wild by pressing hard on the base of the labia majora, and then softening how hard you’re pressing as you move up, closer to that big old sexy bundle of nerves that is the clitoral shaft

when someone is grabbing at someone’s cunt, especially like, if it’s over the underwear or shoved into their underwear, it feels a lot better to grab at these than it does to like, grab at the labia minora, clit, and entrance, because if this is the start of foreplay, they’re probably not wet enough yet, and those bits may be uncomfortably dry!

with the labia majora, because of that protective layer of fat, you can start playing with them and not drag on anything that’s too dry, because the sexy nerve action is happening underneath, and the fatty tissue means you don’t get the uncomfortable chafing or overstimulation right off the bat

if it’s BYOP, rest your thumbs together over the mons pubis, so that your fingers are brushing the labia majora. if you’re using someone else’s and you’re facing it (store bought is fine), then have your thumbs on the labia majora and your fingers brushing the mons pubis. either way, you’re creating a little diamond that should be over the clitoral hood, right?

then, you grab the flesh. take a handful of the fatty flesh, where you can feel it nice and warm and spongey, and pull. not too hard! just pull it so that you can feel where it gives, and you’re pulling it away from the bone a little bit - think about the way you can pull like, some of the skin at your wrist or on the sides of your jaw, yeah? it’ll come a little bit away, more so in some people than others.

so, pull it toward you a bit, so you’ve basically made a lil umbrella over the clit, right? the umbrella will be bigger for some people or others. now, get those kegels clenching. these are your keyhole muscles, right? if you clench them and unclench them, the clit will move too because all that stuff is connected, and if you do it while pulling at it like this, it can feel really good.

ditto just leaning in and licking while you do this. what you’re basically doing is shifting the way stuff is usually sitting on and around the body of the clitoris underneath the flesh, so clenches of muscle and jumps of the clit are going to get different friction than normal

if you/r partner then clenches, and make the clit jump, there’ll be stimulation from either side and friction from being trapped between all this nice tight flesh

if you roll it, like, between your fingers, there’s gonna be a lot of stimulation on the labia minora and the clit.

or just fuckin. just squeeze. just hold it tight, make sure your thumbs are either side of where the clit is, and squeeze. depending on the pussy in question, you can probably do this way way fucking harder than you think you could, and it can feel extremely good.

the labia majora are your friends. your besties. that you wrestle with and roughhouse with, because they love it.

so then, if you move a jump inwards, you have the labia minora, right? so like, these are on the outside, and these are not protected by soft cushiony flesh, so we change our methodology a bit, like.

so, stimulating like, the head of the clit is done all over, so i would just note that like. the had of the clit is not just “like a cock”, in the sense that you can treat it exactly the same. yes, suck the clit, yes, press down on the soft skin either side (WITH VERY LUBRICATED FINGERS, NEVER DRY!! NEVER DRY!!!), yes, flick it with the tongue, but it’s really analagous to the frenulum (or frenum) on a cock, which is that little bundle of nerves right below the cockhead, and it’s… so easy to overstimulate, and that can be super tender and a lil bit painful, so don’t go too hard on it, right?

people tend to treat the clit in fanfic as like, you just fuckin hammer on it until whoever it is comes, and like, once you go into the edge of painful, it doesn’t work, so like… you know! just to be aware of!

anyway, fun tip i haven’t seen in fanfic, but press down on the clit (with the tongue or with the finger) and then move it from side to side against the public bone? you’re basically then squeezing the clit between the bone and the finger/tongue, and that’s excellent!

a vulva is usually more sensitive on one side than the other, depending on the person, so it’s usually best to concentrate slightly more on that side.

so, with the labia minora, like… there’s the lips, right? and the lips are cute and wrinkly, and the absolute outside of them are like, not necessarily so sensitive, but it really does depend on the person. you can experiment with the tongue a little bit, or mouth over them slightly, and see the reaction, but the very sensitive part, is if you like

shove the labia majora out, then you get to the Soft and Tender skin either side of the labia minora, and a little bit either side of the clit, right? it’ll be a darker pink or brown or purple than the regular skin, and anything touching it needs to be Very Wet. like, people think about lube when it comes to the actual entrance of the pussy, but you absolutely need lubricating on that sensitive skin too, bc like, that skin is thin, it is ripe with nerve endings, and it absolutely will chafe with uncomfortable friction.

so the labia minora have these like, little strips of soft flesh in between the actual curtains and the labia majora, so you shove ‘em back and get to them, and you can put, you know! tongue all over, or wet the fingers and very delicately stroke them.

and then the entrance, you know! so, like, if you look back to the diagram of the clitoris, you can see where it is, right? it runs either side of the vaginal entrance, and that’s where most of the stimulation is.

the g-spot is about two knuckles inside the pussy, and then the majority of the stimulation is like, around that ring of muscle. deep stimulation like, isn’t necessarily gonna do all that much in terms of stimulating nerve endings, but you play and press around on the muscle and just see like, what feels best, etc.

fingerbanging is fine, but like, if you just like, jab and fuck forward, it’s like, i don’t know putting a fucking pencil in there, like. don’t do that, goddamn. play with the outside, and press on the muscle and the sensitive places, and always think of that diagram of like, where the clitoris reaches and where the Good Parts are

play with the whole thing!!

#as defined by dictionary #fanfic #writing guide #lemon

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obi-wan-otome · 5 years

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Otome Games Reviews of Lesser Known Apps

Okay so here are the various companies I have tried with otome style games or interactive romance stories with choices and love interests. I'll state each company, which games I have played or are playing, what I think about them in general, what kind of play style, and what the currency system is like (if any).

ICE QUEEN MEDIA:

I have played see routes in My Guardian Angel and Kissed By The Bad Boss. They have a few others as well. The layout and game play feels like the old Voltage standalone apps. You can play through pretty much the whole story for free until the end. The unlock the end you pay. Once you pay you can play the whole route whenever you want. Each story is about $3. I would say they are definitely Teen rating but still good. The few I played were cute and enjoyable. A few good romance scenes but don't expect too much detail. Just the fun butterflies.

NMG2 Limited:

I played two routes from Queen of Defense. They have one other but the epilogue made me think it was even more chaste than the one I played so I skipped it. You pay per route about $3 and is yours to play over again. The story is shorter than a typical otome game so some might not think the price fits the length, however it was still enjoyable and had good romance scenes. Teen rating.

Bluebell Lush Interactive:

These games are able to be played through all at once without pay. It has ads. Not too overly invasive but it's free! The choices are enough and you can choose your character face and clothes throughout the game. It's linear in that the choices decide who you wind up with you don't pick at the beginning. Since it's free you can play through multiple times to get different guys. Different choices can make some different dialogue but each playthrough is generally the same so I would play once through then take a bit of time before trying to get a new route. The ones I am playing are Princess Royal Love Story, Magic Love Story, Bakery Story. Lost Mystery is also decent and has puzzles to be done to advance. I'd say it's a bit harder in that aspect for some maybe. All in all I'd say good ones when you want to kill extra time and don't want to pay for a fun story to read. Teen resting but most scenes are 13+ feeling.

Delusional Inc:

One game from them Agent of Love and I SO recommend. Not everyone is out yet but it is M rating and is well written. Plays like a Voltage standalone app and is paid per character which you can read over again. $4 a character and some have epilogues already as well ($2).

Hunex:

A company that has put out some already known titles. The ones I have played or are playing are Ephemeral, Tengu Otogi Zoushi, and London Detective. Each can be played freely and waiting for energy per day OR can be purchased for one time fee. One time fee can be read over again at your leisure. Cute and well written they are another mostly Teen rating with some decent insinuated scenes. The prices vary as you can buy in bundles.

Clarity Studio:

Another I really recommend the one game is Ayakashi & Sweets. Played like a Voltage standalone app and paid per character ($4). Good romance scenes and funny.

Bubblebee:

These games remind me of the Bluebell Lush games except without the customizations. The stories are shorter but fun well written cute games for free with some ads. I enjoyed these enough to day give them a try. Love & Lies and High School Trip Love.

Day7:

Day 7 games are cute however they are translated weirdly. Some of the first major Korean otome I found on the app store (there are a few more companies now). They are free to play however the dress up aspect part is odd and it takes forever to earn the in have currency to purchase things to advance (you can earn all in game currency but it is long without paying irl money). That being said I cannot recommend them too highly for the translation and the time it takes to earn in game currency (I don't mind paying but it's a lot of $ for a little). The one game I DO RECOMMEND is Sleeping Delivery. That's because it is cute AF and you can pay for the bundle ($9) to get a shit ton of coins and unlock basically everyone and have enough coins to buy all their suits needed for the good routes. I paid the one fee and played everyone and it was so cute. The other games unfortunately don't have that cheap of bundles. Play Sleeping Delivery had the best translation.

Ciagram:

These games have a lot of ones that were pulled off the app store from other companies that used to be the typical Arithmetic style free to play games. They are free to play with 5 free tickets per day. So yes, it will take some time to get through but it is completely free (with some ads). No dress up or missions to pass. 3 different times during the game you can do a "premium route" and get a CG for a fee, however this doesn't affect the happy ending. I recommend only buying the last chapter premium route for the final CG. Good scenes and well written. I really recommend Nightmare Harem.

Hanabi:

These games are really well written and have a lot of different aspects than normal otome games. They are all love triangles and linear so the choices you make decides the love interest you get in the end instead of picking from the beginning. They are completely free and can be played all the way through without energy (just ads in between chapters). The stories and what happens had me actually surprised quite a few times. Ones I have played are Love Mystery 1 & 2, Ghost Love, Love Dating Story (Based on the drama Descendents of the Sun), and Love Triangle: Roomies. I really recommend these.

Whomor (used to be DeareaD):

These are fun! You get 5 free energy a day just like the Ciagram games (with ads in between each section read so a lot of ads compared) BUT they are totally free. No payments needed to complete or to earn the CGs. Also you choose the interest at the beginning of the route. I have played routes from AI A New Kind of Love, Together in the Sky, Cafe of Ikemen, Love Ice Rink, and Sengoku Love. I'm finishing routes in the others available. I've only found two so far that just had too many grammatical errors or a story I just wasn't feeling. O recommend these for some fun, cute, sweet games to play a little a day.

Webelinx Love Games:

These games are really good! Linear in you don't pick the route but the choices you pick decide the guy (or girl some your MC is a guy). These have the best customizations for your MC and they are shwon each time you talk which makes it fun. They are always updating chapters some aren't fullt complete yet but worth it. Totally free with ad between each chapter or a small wait time between unlocking chapters. I have read Amnesia, Fantasy Love, Anime Love Shadowtime, Vampire Love, Mermaid Love.

Aeon Studio:

More visual novel based but you can pick the guy before each play through. These are paid. Edge of the Sky started as a BTS inspired game with the art until they had to change it due to copyright. It's still a decent game. However the game Mystic Destinies is the one I really recommend. Pay per route or buy a bundle.

Seec:

Idle tapping games with cute stories. Takes a while to get through one and different endings can be found but they are free and fun time killers. Played both I'm Search of Haru and Jimi-Kare My Quiet Boyfriend.

Usaya:

Another clicker type game like Seec but it's funny AF about a handsome face horse. Please play it so worth it!

Favary:

They have a cute game called First Love Story. It's 4 characters and you can play as a female with a male interest or a female with a female interest as well as play a male with a female interest or a male interest. It's only one interest per route and is played with energy per day. Sometimes you run into when you need to have a certain amount of trust which you gain by a simple mini game. You can increase it with gems which you can pay for or earn per day. It takes a bit to play for free but much faster than most free to play games to pass the missions for free. I played two routes so far totally for free just by being patient and waiting for gems per day or using ads. I recommend ad there are few good free BL and yuri games on the app store. Mostly Teen based. I have played the yaoi and yuri routes and they are both really good.

Visual Word-Play:

Straight up visual novels with romance. Linear so choices make the ending and interest choice. Most of these have multiple endings for each interest. Complete free with no ads. These three are so worth it: Cinderella Phenomenon, Locked Heart, and Once Upon a Hallow's Eve. I recommend playing and getting all the endings!

I am still working through my first route from a 1492 Studio game and a Tictales game so will be writing a review for those later.

Ones I do NOT recommend from:

Chick Flick Clique

Virtual Love Story Apps

Midva Games

Interactive Story Games

Pretty Teen Games

Your Story Interactive

Tokyo Art

Lady Wizard

Genius:

I used to be able to play and recommend most of Genius games. Although shorter they were cute enough for the price. However, they switched from pay per route to free to play. I didn't mind the energy at first and tickets because there was no missions. However it's diamonds for the "better" choices and I don't like that play model (especially since they are almost impossible to gain without paying).

#otomes #otome game #otome cgs #english otome #otome apps #otome review #voltage otome

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vixenfur · 6 years

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Tag at least 5 people you love and give a few words on why!

OH MY GOODNESS!!!

Since there was so much BS in the fandom today, time to share some love! :)

- @zeta-jane is an absolute godsend of a friend. They are sassy, funny, talkative, energetic and so full of amazing ideas!!! Zeta is always there for me when I need someone to lean on. They’re such a kind friend and they will not hesitate, baitch to fight people who hurt me- probably because they know I’d do the same for them! They’re such good company both online and IRL, and I am blessed to have met them! I am even more blessed to be writing City of Dust and Shadows with them, which has become the longest fic either of us has ever written! We may or may not surpass it with our future collabs, however ;) They are just the coolest person ever and they deserve all the love in the world. I adore them so much!!! TUT

- @mikayu-chan is such a got damn SWEETHEART. They are trying to see the positive side of things, especially after so much fandom drama in the past, and I’m so so proud of them for trying their hardest to live their best life. They have it way too hard and I want to give them a big ole hug and many days of fun!!! They always make me laugh and we have a great time on calls! I’m glad that we see eye-to-eye on so many things and that we continue to teach each other new things all the time!! They are really an irreplaceable friend and such a joy to talk with, to write with, and to laugh with. I love you Chan

- @crazyloststar deserves the entire world and more!!!! oMg I cannot express how much I love Alex!!!!! Alex is just a big bundle of happiness and fun and she makes me so so so so so so so happy. I love calling with her and talking, I love writing with her and everything else!! We always have so much fun, I swear I can’t talk to her without laughing my ass off at least once XD we’re always DJDJDHDHDHDJD’ing at each other because we just can’t find the right words to express how hard we’re agreeing with each other/laughing omfg. I adore her and I cant WAIT to cosplay KimiYoi and RyuuTenn with her hopefully at next year’s Yaoi Con WOOT WOOT :D!!!!

- @yuudefensesquad is sUCH A GOOD BEAN who deals with SO MUCH and she just needs a big ole hug and lots of Yuuchan i stg. Caydence is such a funny funky lil nugget and I protecc her with my life okay. Her art? Flawless. Her shitposts? FUCKIN HILARIOUS. Her meta? Super engaging and intriguing! Her bravery? ABOVE US ALL LOL. She is just awesome and I’m glad I forcefully adopted her into my lil family of mikayuu nerds bc it just wouldn’t be the same without her. Caydence ily never stop being you. A lot of shit challenges her irl and everywhere else, but she still keeps her head up and man I really respect her.

- @mikaisatop is MY FRICKIN RIGHT HAND MAN. My SOULMATE. SARAHHH I ADORE YOU. You might be busy rn but I love you so much girl ;__; even though she’s busy I always bother her bc I want her to know I wouldn’t ever forget about her!! I’m so happy we got to collab so much and will continue doing so!! Winter’s Waltz is so much fun to write and I’m so happy she is writing it with me anyways despite such a busy schedule. If it weren’t for Sarah we wouldn’t have so much good MikaYuu content and I applaud her for it!!

- @6lilystrings9 IS JUST THE BOMB DOT FUCKIN COM. Lily and I didn’t super duper connect until more recently but omg talking with her is just a freakin BLAST. We always get so hype with each other, even over each other’s fandoms that we aren’t even in!!! Something about the energy in her pulls out the energy in me and we just get GOING lmao. She is so very talented and amazing and a fascinating person all around! I’m so glad we got to hang a bit at KatsuCon in 2017 but I hope we can do that again in the future! I miss her all the time!

- @weirdfairytales is the MAN. THE MYTH. THE LEGEND. Anna is just the biggest definition of a meme I can think of and I LOVE her for it. I’m so glad that we met way back when MikaYuuHell Skype existed and that she thought of the masterpiece that is Cherry Boy one wild night. I’m so glad we continued to be great friends and talk about so many things. I love when our messages get super long cause we just have so many things to say XD Cosplaying Victuuri with her at Katsu was so lit, and I can’t express how much I love her Victuuri fic too!!!

- @hannaadi88 is such. a. sweetheart. I can’t say it enough. Hanna does so much and gets so little I stfg yall need to APPRECIATE HER MORE. Her writing is STUNNING and the projects she makes for this fandom are just outstanding!!! From gift exchanges (I SAID ONS REMIX BEFORE IM SORRY i was wrong XD) to 365 Days of Mika and Yuu, she has put in so much for us constantly! She has also granted us with the lovely fic Scented, and not to mention one of my favorite fics of ALL TIME, Eye of Horus- the Ancient Egypt take on Unwritten!!! And she named it that without knowing my first tattoo is literally the eye of horus! XD I was shook lmfao and I still am. Meeting Hanna was amazing and the day I spent with her and @ihavetobenkyou (who is also a-freaking-MAZING and a big bundle of goodness!!!!!!) is one I’ll never forget. She’s so chill and just gives off this ‘wise’ aura idk why but I just look up to Hanna so much. No matter what she writes I will always support her and you all should too!!!

- @just-another-dream-about-yuu is ONE OF MY FAVORITE HUMANS TO EVER HUMAN. Julia omfg I cannot express how much I love you. TwT Julia is not only one of the most talented artists I have ever seen, but she is so sweet and fun and so full of energy and excitement!! She’s super busy with adulting so she’s not around in the fandom a whole lot but I always make sure to include her bc I won’t let her leave XD JULIA YOU CANNOT ESCAPE…. lmfao I will always drag you back… I won’t ever forget the day I got a twitter notification that someone drew me Unwritten fanart and the croaking sound I made was insane LMAO my friend who was with me was like WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED XD I was so excited!!! I still adore every piece of fanart she’s given me and I always will. Thank you, Julia, for bringing my imagination to life so many times, for showing me what you saw when you read my writing. It means more than I can say.

- @coleglend is the most underappreciated person in this fandom I swear. Or, who was in this fandom- Cole is off doing other things besides OnS, but regardless, she is so very amazing and beyond talented. I can’t even express how beautiful her art is and the emotions each piece sparks in me. Even her new Marvel artworks are just breathtaking and I truly admire them!!! I don’t know anyone who can make such detailed, visually engaging art- everything she creates belongs in a museum I swear. I want to print them and frame them for my walls!!! I look at her art all the time!!! Now that I’ve established how gorgeous her art is, talk about Cole as a person! She’s so sweet and kind and I love seeing her little posts on Instagram and such, even though I can’t understand most of them, I like seeing that she’s with friends and having a good time.

- @linnpuzzle is one of the coolest most amazing people in this fandom!!! Her art is STUNNING and as she knows, I will drop everything to commission her and buy her merch because I just am addicted to her gorgeous art!!! I am so honored to have some of her art as part of my collection of OnS things and I am forever going to treasure the commissions I’ve purchased from her!! Besides being a great artist, I love talking with Linn, too! I’m so glad we have things in common outside of MikaYuu, like Voltron and Kyo Kara Maoh :D Linn is truly too good for this world and she deserves everything okokok.

- @zilleniose-chu is truly an ICON of this fandom. We don’t talk alot outside of business stuff lolol but they are just freakin amazing!!! I adore their art so much- I always have, ever since I first saw their page!!- and I LOVE their AU’s and headcanons!! They are full of such great ideas and humor and they can share those ideas through really stunning and captivating artwork

- @absolute-exclusivity IS AN AMAZIN. ABSOLUTELY AMAZING BEAN OH MY GOODNESS i cANT TELL YOU ENOUGH HOW MUCH I LOVE LYSIA. AAAAAAAAHHHH THIS GIRL IS GONNA SPEND MY BIRTHDAY WITH ME OUT IN LONDON LESSGO GIRL!!! I’m so excited you have NO IDEA. Lysia is so so so energetic and cute and overall such an amazing friend!! She’s so caring and always willing to listen even when things are busy for her!! She’s full of hilarious, tragic, and heart-pounding ideas and AU’s. We always get lit together talking about fics and headcanons and I wouldn’t trade those moments for the world. I can’t wait to meet her and I can’t wait to collab with her and Zeta soon, too!!

- @rindartist is absolutely one of my favorite artists of ALL TIME no doubt about it. Rin is so amazing, always making so many beautiful artworks of MikaYuu, and now of other lovely series aswelll! I may not be into GBF but her art of it is just lovely and I suggest everyone to commission Rin if they have the means!!

- @p0isonpez is someone I’ve only seen from afar but I absolutely love her art and posts!! I am so happy to see someone new in the fandom sharing such lovely things and interacting with the rest of us!! you seem so friendly and kind and I hope we can talk more sometime! :D

- @temesasu is such a sweetheart!! We’re just starting to talk a little more, but I am soso happy!! They are such an amazing cosplayer and their ONS cosplayers bring such a big smile to my face. They are beautiful and able to make themselves look like so many different characters!!! They are so talented with makeup, I am in awe!! :D And they are so kind and fun to talk to, and I hope we talk more! Thank you for sharing your cosplays with us, you are amazing! Don’t stop!

- @seraph-star is such a good precious person who makes endless good content!! Omg, their edits are just so awesome!! they always have me bouncing my head along, or completely enraptured and breathless, or laughing!! They are so good at evoking different emotions through video editing and as a very casual video editor myself, I am so impressed with their work!! I also love their memes and art and everything else that they share!!!

- @angeru-artist is a precious PRECIOUS ANGEL who deserves the entire world!!!! Omg, Angeru makes such amazing art, with such expressive characters and cute little attributes!!! I love it when I see their art and I’m so glad that we share a few fandoms together rather than just one. Angeru is really bighearted and she goes through way too much hard times, and I wish I could just take her away to somewhere better!!! One day my friend we will forget about the world and just have fun!!

- @maqui-chan iS ONE OF THE BEST ARTISTS I’VE EVER KNOWN OMFG. her art is iconic and unforgettable!!!! Maqui’s art has always been one of my favorites of all time and I can’t even count the amount of times I’ve commissioned her LOL!! I JUST LOVE HER ART SO MUCH OKAY!?? ITS SO GOOD GO LOOK AT ALL OF HER GLORIOUS CREATIONS! she is so talented and she can create anything, from angst to smut to humor, leave it to Maqui to create amazing things!! And omg Maqui ignited the fire in all of our ShuuNaru hearts amiright!??? GOD her art inspired me so much to the point to where I wrote a ShuuNaru fic and it was so much fun!!! Maqui, thank you for drawing so many awesome things and creating so much for the fandom!! Even if you’ve mostly fallen out of it, your creations are always going to be treasured by me and many other people- you’ve impacted people way more than you know! Thank you for always making me laugh on twitter aswell XD you’re amazing and ily!!!

OK OK I;M OUT OF STEAM I’VE BEEN TYPING THIS FOREVER OK i could go ON AND ON about even MORE people in this fandom but that would take me literal ages LMAO

TO EVERYONE ELSE, WHO I DIDN’T MENTION BC MY BRAIN IS JUMBLED AND I AM EXHAUSTED: I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. DONT STOP CREATING. THE FANDOM IS A FLAMING GARBAGE HEAP SOMETIMES LIKE IT WAS TODAY. But DON’T LET THAT STOP YOU from having a good time, doing what you love, and creating things that you are proud to share!!! And if your heart leads you elsewhere, to a different brand new fandom, I hope you always remember the people you inspired with your work!! I hope you forget the bad memories and always treasure the good ones. I hope that we can be friends and/or that I can continue supporting you no matter where we all end up in the years to come. And if you decide to support me too, I give you my biggest, most heartfelt thanks.

No matter how ridiculous this fandom can get and how much stupid discourse can dampen the mood and disappoint me, I will never let it stop me from loving MikaYuu and OnS and what I do. I will never let it stop me from writing all that my crazy little heart wants. I will continue to write until my passion dies, and when that day comes I will probably cry as I say goodbye and resort to watching from the sidelines as everyone else carries on. I will never forget the fun I had here. These past 3 years have been so impactful already, and I know the future ones will continue to be- with the old friends, with the new friends, and with friends to be made!!

Let’s spread love more often rather than hate. I encourage anyone who feels inclined to make posts (maybe not as long as mine if you dont want XDD) talking about your favorite creators and friends in the fandom, too! Or, if that seems too corny to you, just continue to draw, write, edit, and cosplay! Continue to make people laugh and smile and cry and swoon! Continue to support creators by leaving comments and kudos, by liking and reblogging, by following and commissioning, and sharing and crediting their work wherever you can! Continue to make a difference!

I love you all so much!

#mikayuu #long post #personal #anon #spreading love w people i love

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ask-sweetheart · 6 years

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Alright, so.... about Inktober. I officially failed. Which I was and still kinda am upset about. But c’est la vie, am I right? Things got in the way, and I couldn’t catch up. But hey, I managed to do it for a whole week! That is... something!

Btw I used @djsadbean’s Inktober prompt list. It’s so sad I couldn’t get to creating all the days! (I also made “wigs” instead of “wings” for the 7th day. Oops.)

dA dump link More under the cut!

HERE’S THE #sadbeantober (2017) PROMPT LIST!

Just to talk a little about each piece: The first day was “mushroom”, for which I revived and older concept of a mushroom fairy. I tried to mix mediums as well as shading and not-shading. It turned out a bit more derpy than intended, but I still like it.

The second day was “witch”, which I didn’t have an idea for, until I just decided to make the heart of Kandrakar from the tv series W.i.t.c.h. which I loved to watch as a kid.

As for the 3rd, the word was “elf”. And since my irl name basically means “elf”, I drew my artist-sona, which is me with elven ears, cat tail, and wings. Real creative, I know, but that’s just how I imagine my artist self. I did not intend to make a cool design.

Now for my favorite 4th day, I decided to draw my beautiful merpony called Mai (who was given to me by @ethmoiids (thank you again for her <3)). The topic was water, so close enough.

The 5th day was a really late and quick sketch for the word “wanderer”, of a character of mine who can travel from universe to universe. It’s just a fun concept I made up some time ago.

Day 6 was my second most favorite: “scarves”. Remember that cute mouse from Snowdin with that big scarf? I didn’t have the appealing greens, but it turned out as a mouse in a bundle of scarves, so yet again, close enough. ...and day 7 was supposed to be “wings” but i just made a Wendy-wig on my strangely-pale main character. I was lagging behind already at that day.

I did some more doodles, but none of them could be “qualified” to inktober anymore. So sad. ONWARD TO INKTOBER 2018!!

#sadbeantober #nenefi #inktober #art #original characters #fanarts

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joshhhhhhhhhhhhhhh · 6 years

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Top 9 Aqours Girls mk.II

Many eons ago, January 2018 to be exact, your humble scribe here wrote a big long post on his top 9 Aqours girls from best to worst. It’s aged like milk and many girls are now in different positions. So I’ve decided to write a new one that reflects my opinions as of now. If you want to read the old one, you can do so here, but here are the positions alone if you don’t care about what I have to say:

Riko Sakurauchi

Mari Ohara

Yoshiko Tsushima

Dia Kurosawa

Chika Takami (god this one in particular hurts)

Ruby Kurosawa

You Watanabe

Kanan Matsuura

Hanamaru Kunikida

With that weird outdated list out of the way, let’s get into the real list. By the way these are obviously my opinions and if you disagree then feel free to send me anonymous hate. Alternatively, make it non-anonymous and we can meet IRL and have an actual physical fight. I’ve got a bad diet and don’t exercise and I have no stamina so I’m confident in my ability to win.

1. Riko Sakurauchi

This hasn’t changed. Riko is and will always be my best girl. I love her design. I love her character. I love her arc. I love her SIF cards. I love how shippable she is. I love her voice. I love her kabedon obsession. I love her relationship with Chika. I love everything about her. Well, not necessarily everything because I do have some issues with how she’s handled but that’s whatever. If you want to read more of my thoughts on Riko I wrote somewhat of a character analysis/praise/critique a few months ago where I compared her season 1 and 2 portrayals to one another. You can read that here. All in all though, I love Riko. This paragraph could easily be way longer but I actually want to finish the list.

2. Chika Takami

And with Riko as my best girl and ChikaRiko as my OTP, it only makes sense that Chika would be 2nd best girl. Chika is a wonderful character in many ways. Chika is a bundle of optimism, passion, and drive to do something, who couldn’t find something she could totally invest her whole self into. Someone who wants to give her all to a thing but can’t unless she’s passionate about the thing. And when she discovers school idols, she finally has a thing. And this is where shit hits the fan. See, Chika’s already roped 5 other people into this thing, and since she was so passionate about it, she feels like she has to be strong for these people – that she can’t disappoint them or get them involved in something that would ultimately waste their time. So when Aqours get 0 votes at their Tokyo show, Chika pretends that it’s all daijoubu. But it’s not daijoubu. They got fuck all for a score. That’s frustrating as fuck. So Chika kills herself in the ocean and her ghost cries like a bitch. No I’m kidding she dives in the ocean and cries like a broken girl, but Riko and everyone else comforts her – they tell her it’s daijoubu to cry. It’s a beautiful scene and it cements Chika as one of the best characters Love Live has to offer, and it also differentiates her from Honoka, which is important given that around Sunshine’s introductory period Aqours were called a rip-off of µ’s by some. Unfortunately, I can’t quite give Chika as much praise in season 2. She’s got some funny moments here and there, and the entire Aqours Wave episode is brilliant for her – highlighting how she’s willing to challenge herself so much for the sake of others. Truly, she couldn’t shine without the help of everyone around her. That’s where the problem is though, for Chika spends a lot of time in season 2 just being a mouthpiece to shove the theme in our face by shouting “kagayake”. This is pretty sucky and it’s a shame that season 2 wasn’t kinder to its main character, but it’s not enough of an issue for me to where she couldn’t be number 2 on this list. Also have you seen her cards in SIF? They’re so fucking cute it’s unreal. Halloween Chika? Angel Chika? New Years v2 Chika? Valentine’s Chika? Time Travel Chika? Punk Rock Chika? Autumn Viewing Chika? The list goes on and on, she’s so god damn cute! Also her voice, while I think it doesn’t lend itself to every song it’s in, is very, very pleasant to listen to. Chika’s just an inspiring and uplifting character. And as I already mentioned at the start of this part, ChikaRiko OTP. Chika and Riko were practically (or probably literally) made for each other.

3. Dia Kurosawa

I don’t know what Dia did in particular to get this high up, honestly. Dia’s just super likeable. She’s strict and serious, but passionate and competitive to the point of being kinda goofy. For every smart and proper Dia moment, we’ve got a silly nerd Dia moment. She’s respectable but also laughable. She’s a shoulder to cry on and idol trash. She’s easily the prettiest and most beautiful 3rd year Love Live has to offer, and the only cuter 3rd year is Nico, imo. Plus her voice is surprisingly adorable. While buu buu desu wa was kinda overplayed in season 2, that really soft buu buu desu wa in episode 1? That shit’s adorable. Dia in general had it pretty great in season 2, bested perhaps only by Mari and maybe Ruby. Plus have you seen Halloween Dia? That shit’s stunningly gorgeous.

4. Yoshiko Tsushima Yohane

Gotta be honest, Yohane’s not exactly what I’d call the show’s best character. She gets limited development in both seasons and season 2 particularly flanderises her to the point of her being pretty annoying. And yet, I love her so much. This is one of those things where her anime portrayal is lacklustre, but she becomes a lot more appealing when you count other official material. And heck, I won’t pretend fanworks can’t alter my opinion of a character, and Yohane gets it pretty good in lots of fanworks. She’s very much still a meme, but an infinitely more appealing one with more character traits than just “Datenshi”. Having a visually appealing design and a gorgeous singing voice certainly helps, too. And I’m not even gonna lie, YohaRiko is one of the factors bringing Yohane up above Mari this time around. I prefer ChikaRiko and found the anime’s execution of YohaRiko to be kinda crap, but damn if I don’t still love the ship, which makes me love Yohane more in the process.

5. Mari Ohara

You know the other reason Yohane is above Mari is because I don’t like Mari’s design or voice as much as I do Yohane’s. They’re still both pretty good though, the latter trait especially being regarded as the best singing voice in Aqours by some which is fair enough. Anyway, Mari is also a very solid character. She’s a crazy rich gay memelord that just adores her friends more than anything in the world. Mari is incredibly likeable throughout season 1, breast grabs notwithstanding, and her drama with Kanan and Dia, though it had room for improvement, was satisfying and pretty emotionally resonant. Season 2 meanwhile, Mari was arguably the best character. While Yohane and Maru were flanderised up the wazoo by increased catchphrases, Mari had her Engrish increased without flanderisation, which is very impressive. The simple reason this works is because Mari isn’t reduced to just Engrish – her Engrish is expanded and balanced out with a more serious and focused Mari as she focuses on her role as the director of the school as well as her dealing with the inevitable disbanding of Aqours. Season 2 Mari is great because they actually manage to balance her character well and also give her screentime and prominence in the narrative.

6. Ruby Kurosawa

The list is identical to the old one from here on out, so these paragraphs will be shorter. Sorry for the spoilers. So blah blah blah Ruby was endearing enough in season 1 but pretty lacking and didn’t feel much different from Hanayo as an individual character, but they managed to make her more of her own character based on her relationships with others. Then season 2 comes along and Ruby actually decides to do things and she gets development and we get one of the best and definitely the most unexpected ships in Love Live in the form of RubyLeah. You get the drift. She’s adorable and cute. Singing voice is occasionally hurtful to listen to, but that was only really a problem at the start of Sunshine and she’s doing way fucking better now.

7. You Watanabe

Endearing as high fucking hell and legitimately a pretty solid character in season 1. I don’t ship ChikaYou at all but god damn if those first few episodes don’t do an incredible job at establishing the two as best friends. Reduced to a nonentity in season 2 until the last 3 episodes where she’s just as good as she used to be, and also hella gay. 2nd year drama in season 1 had room for improvement and it’d be fucking great if she actually did things in season 2, but she’s loveable all the same. Like with Chika, I don’t think her voice lends itself to every song she’s in, but when it does, it’s wonderful.

8. Kanan Matsuura

Kanan gets a pretty solid introduction in s1ep1 of Sunshine. We learn that she has some sort of conflict with Mari, that she’s been out of school for a while, that she’s childhood friends with Chika and You, and a snippet of her laid back, somewhat of a tease personality. Except that’s not true. Because that “snippet” is actually most of her personality in season 1. Kanan is unfortunately very lacking in anything as far as season 1 is concerned. Season 2 improves this by simply making Kanan more likeable – giving her more screentime and some endearing character quirks and traits etc. Anime-wise, she isn’t much, and SIF doesn’t add a whole lot either. However, she’s likeable enough and nothing the franchise has ever done has made me outright hate her, which is more than can be said for Maru.

9. Hanamaru Kunikida

Not much going for her in season 1 but she’s cute and endearing. Flanderised to the point of extreme obnoxiousness in season 2 and becomes downright insufferable in every scene she’s in. You can probably search “Hanamaru” on my blog if you want to read more.

And that’s all. I don’t imagine this list is particularly well written or anything but I needed to update the list so this is what you get. Again, please feel free to send anon hate/meet me IRL for fisticuffs if you disagree. Don’t forget to smash that retweet button and subscribe. Peace out.

#i wrote so little for riko oops #but then i linked to a post longer than this one that's specifically about her #so whatevs #love live #6.6.18

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emperor-lover · 7 years

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Hello could you please write a minhyun fanfic about him and Y/N being on we got married (and later on starts dating irl?) thank you (ps, i love your minhyun scenarios so much)

omg WGM :o hahaha ngl i was never a big fan of WGM even though two members of one of my favourite groups have been on it, but i tried my best! i’ll write anything fluffy for minhyun lmao Sorry about the wait!

A continuation of this will be up next which is from another anon’s request!!

Hwang Minhyun WGM!AU

ok so lets give you a bit of background to set the scene

you’re an idol, but originally you were going to be an actress except you really liked dancing and singing so your company was like ‘why not both?’ (think female version of Ong)

You became a fixed MC on a music show last year so you’ve been able to meet a lot of people

Popularity-wise, you’re pretty well liked, you’ve never had any scandals or issues

Plus because you’re bi/multilingual so you’ve been able to further expand Hallyu internationally, and yknow everyone loves a bit of patriotism

So this is why you were extremely uncertain about being on WGM

It’s a show that puts you in the spotlight

and kinda tries to brand you with this false image, and if you don’t fit that image the public tend to be like wtf is wrong with you

WGM could be a make or break for the virtual couples who participated on the show

You had heard from other celebrities who had been on WGM about how strange it was, like just the whole concept of a “virtual” relationship wasn’t something you’d ever been too keen on

So you were skeptical and it didnt help that your company hadn’t given you much warning about being on it

They just said to be prepared for the invitation over the next week or so

So when the red mailbox appeared outside your dorm along with a bunch of MBC camera staff you realised they hadn’t been kidding

You had read the letter outloud for the cameras;

“To my soon-to-be virtual wife, our first meeting place will be at the xxxxxx Building tomorrow. Before we meet, I’ll give you a big clue as to who I am, I wonder if you’ll be able to guess! I’m in an idol group, and I’ve debuted twice…I look forward to meeting you~

You read the letter again, absorbing all the information….

“EH? Tomorrow??”

no wonder your manager had been awfully quiet when you had asked her about your schedule

Oh well, guess you gotta prepare for this virtual blind date

Tbh…now that you had accepted the fact that you had to go on this show, you were kinda excited

It’s literally so rare for you to ever get the chance to go on a proper date, even if this counted as a fake/virtual one

——next day—–

You hadn’t slept well the night before, in both fear and anticipation

Hopefully the person you were going to ‘marry’ would be nice

Because your partner was fully in charge of organising this first date, you had decided to prepare a gift for him

Which you found to be super difficult, seeing as you weren’t sure who they were but tbh you had narrowed it down to a couple of possibilities

Like in the pre-meet interview that morning they had asked you if you had any idea who the person could be and you had listed a few names of idols you knew had debuted twice, like mino, or sungwoon or minhyunnnn

but seeing as you knew he’s an idol you decided on little things you knew you found helpful being an idol yourself

You packed a neck pillow, a heat pack, and this really big woollen scarf you had knitted yourself (imagine it’s winter time pls)

Your manager drops you off outside the building and you hop out of the car in this big fluffy sweater and black jeans, completed bundled up and warm

The staff ushered you over to the elevator and you’re left awkwardly and nervously rambling to yourself as they press the buttons to every 2nd floor

The doors open to the second floor and a hotel staff pops their head in and gives you a bouquet of flowers with a note

“You’re here! Today’s the day we finally meet~”

You smiled to yourself, seems like this guy is a bit of a hopeless romantic

The doors to the fourth floor open and sitting on the ground is a little fox plushie doll

You pick it up and attached is another note that says,

“I’ve heard that I resemble a desert fox~”

You froze, no freaking way could it be….

On the sixth floor it was a jar of honey - “My voice is sweet like honey wahhh this is embarrassing >

Your eyes widened. There was no denying who it was now.

WGM had never done something like this before, usually people who went on the show had never previously met or had many interactions, but in your case it would be different

You had met Minhyun before, multiple times in fact

You had been good friends with Aron from NU’EST as well as other English speaking idols and had naturally gotten to know the other boys from NU’EST as well

And although you wouldn’t consider yourself best friends with Minhyun or anything, you had always been able to joke round with him

plus he’s a super cute and super nice guy that was always easy to talk to

Now that you think about it, it’s kinda even more terrifying now that you know who’s waiting for you and the fact you already know him as well??? and he doesnt have a clue who you are???? what if he’s disappointed??? like how awkward would that be, you’d actually die from embarrassment

Finally the doors to the 10th floor open and lo and behold Minhyun is standing there, with his back facing you

When he heard the door open he had immediately tensed up

He was nervous as hell too, poor thing

Like kinda kicking himself for being so cheesy with the whole elevator thing, but y’know, gotta make a strong first impression

He can hear your footsteps approach him and he fights the urge to turn round

The staff signal to you to say something and you become a big stuttering mess, like what are you meant to say???

“uHHhhHH Minhyun, IT’S ME, Y/N”

And he whizzes round so fking fast with his eyes popping out of his head literally everyone is laughing so hard

And he’s bright red because in the pre-interview they had asked him who he’d choose if any idol was able to go on wgm as his partner, and he had said Y/N, and he just assumed that you wouldn’t be on this show and didnt have his hopes up

so the fact you’re actually standing in front of him about to become his virtual wife is so strange but surreal to both of you

so of course, the two of you hit it off right away, seeing as you already know each other

After migrating to a cafe, you thanked him for the gifts and the elevator surprises and gave him the present you prepared

and he loves it so much, and he puts on the scarf you made straight away and is super proud of it

and you kinda just catch up on life with him, and find out how he’s doing in Wanna One

and that night after the filming was over, he sent you a text telling you how he was happy that you were his partner

and you spent the whole night just messaging cute little shy texts back and forth

After a few more days of filming, the first episode was finally broadcasted

And you were anxiously sitting by the tv with your group members trying to gage their reactions

it was embarrassing to see yourself become such a blushing mess in front of Minhyun

It was embarrassing for your friends too though, because no one is used to seeing you all shy like this

Funnily enough, Minhyun was the same in his dorm, and all the W1 boys were teasing him relentlessly

like collectively cringing at the notes he had left for you, and commenting on everything he did

And after the episode finishes, you’re a bit anxious of what the viewers think of it all

but luckily it turns out lots of people tuned in and love it

It seems to be a realistic fantasy(?) of people’s to go from friends to lovers

so with each following episode, the public laps up all the cuteness the two of you just naturally exude

Like they love how both of you were supposedly motae solo (single since birth), and that for both of you this would be the first ‘proper’ relationship

And minhyun has always had Boyfriend goals vibe attached to him

and you were top notch wife material too

You guys become known as the “Royal” couple

every one is like “충성충성” (choongseongchoongseong) I pledge my loyalty to you

So the first time you guys had proper skinship was super natural but cheesy as well

It was a filming by the Han River and you hadn’t worn gloves and it was getting pretty chilly

You had been rubbing your hands together to warm them up and it hadn’t been particularly obvious but Minhyun just reaches over and gently clasps your hand in his and puts it in his pocket

literally at that part though, everyone watching it had squealed

even you had been like omg bf goals

And bit later on when you had moved into the honeymoon house, the two of you would often rest your heads on the other’s shoulder and read books together

One of the most heart pounding days had been the wedding day, because although you knew it wasn’t a legit thing, something about Minhyun wearing a tuxedo and standing there waiting for you to walk towards him had made you feel things

And clearly you had the same effect on him, because he was absolutely speechless when he saw you

That night before heading back to the dorm, it seemed that the something had changed between the two of you

The hug Minhyun had given you had been longer, and gentler, if that was even possible

and he’d brushed the hair away from your face and whispered a string of sweet nothings into your ear before giving you a cute little wave and scampering over to get into his manager’s van

and you weren’t too sure what to think of it, because it’s not like the two of you are properly dating or anything

although it definitely feels like it

You go on lots more dates every week and each one was full of memories

Like you’d gone to movies, but you’d actually fallen asleep and Minhyun had just giggled

“Minhyun, you should’ve woken me up!”

“But you looked cute! i think you drooled tho”

And you’d gone tandem biking, and wandered round different museums, and you went to karaoke together, and Minhyun ended up serenading you with cute af songs

and there was a day that the two of you went shopping to look for gifts for each other, and you ended up getting matching phone charms

There was also the time where there was a special guest episode, where both of you had invited friends round and cooked dinner for them

And everything goes smoothly for the following couple of months, with your relationship only getting closer each day

Until one day a letter arrives, and it’s different from the others so both of you immediately know what it is

A week before the final episode, you started to distance yourself from Minhyun

mainly because both of you have been so shy about your true feelings, despite talking lots and becoming closer, you still have no clue if minhyun actually considers you to be more than a friend

and because you knew it was coming to an end, you’d have to say goodbye anyways so you were trying to let go without having to have your feelings hurt more than they would be

it didn’t feel right though, and Minhyun could tell something was wrong

so he had come up to you and put a hand on your arm just before the crew started filming the final episode to talk to you

“Y/N…are we…okay?”

You glanced up at him and you could see his eyes trying to decipher the expression on your face and as much as it pained for you to say it, you decided it would be the best to break ties now

“Yeah, why wouldn’t we be, we’re friends aren’t we?”

And after you had said that, Minhyun’s face had fallen

Like he was upset that you appeared so nonchalant that the ‘marriage’ would be over and you’d revert back to being just friends

He dropped his hand that was on your arm and nodded, his face hardening and he turned to walk away

A few steps though, and he stopped turning back, eyes meeting yours

“I know this was a virtual marriage, but I was always sincere every moment I spent with you. I just thought I’d tell you that before we started filiming.”

And he walked off towards his waiting room, and left you standing there not too sure what to do anymore

During the filming, you struggled not to cry as Minhyun’s hand held yours

The movie theatre dimmed and started playing all the memories you’d made together

it was making you so emotional, and the sad piano BGM playing did not help at all

so you couldn’t stop the tears from falling when the video cut to a solo shot of Minhyun sending you a video message

“…This marriage may be coming to an end, but I will always treasure all the times and memories we made together…”

Covering a hand over your mouth, you tried not to sob out loud but it ended up sounding like you were having a coughing fit

Minhyun had been quite cold to you after the encounter earlier that day, and hadn’t been particularly affectionate at all, but when he looked over at you, his face went from expressionless to one of alarm when he noticed that your cheeks were stained with tears

he immediately reached over and gently dabbed the tears away with his sleeve and pulled you into his chest

“hey, hey, don’t cry Y/N, it’s alright, babe don’t cry, I’m here for you.”

and this only made you sniffle more

Minhyun’s hand was soothingly patting the back of your head and for a minute you both forgot about the cameras as he pulled back and gently pressed his lips to your forehead

and it was such a touching and emotional moment

until you hiccupped

and Minhyun broke out into laughter his own eyes shining back at you

and you couldn’t help but join in with him in the laughter

you left the set holding hands, still sad but not as emotional as before

and you realised that this would be the last chance for you to say something

“Minhyun?”

He glanced down at you his gaze softening at the sight of your puffy eyes

“This isn’t goodbye right? Just because we’re not on the show anymore doesn’t mean we can’t see each other right?”

Minhyun just kinda looks at you like you’re crazy

“Did you really think that I’d just go on this show with you, the girl that i actually truly like, just to never talk to you again now the show’s over?”

and you were like ?? blinking in confusion…because minhyun actually does like like you, and it’s not one sided like you assumed girl it was so obv tho

He kept talking, “I looked forward to the days when i’d get to see you to film, because spending time with you is like the most natural thing in the world to me. Look I even keep this photo we took in my wallet.”

He shows you a cute little photo of the two of you at the cafe you’d been to on the first date.

“So Y/N? Don’t worry, this won’t be goodbye, you can’t get rid of your virtual husband that easily,” he says shooting finger hearts and winks at you

So, legitimately dating Minhyun is obviously not as open and conspicuous as WGM, but it’s still super cute

and on your first anniversary the two of you go on a late night outing to the cafe where you had your first date

and you buy the same drinks you had on that day and just enjoy each others company, forever grateful that you have Minhyun in your life

I hit 100 followers the other day and I’m so so grateful, thank you to everyone who reads my random little writings, even though I’m definitely still lacking lots! I’m working on the current requests that were sent in, so please hold tight if you’re still waiting~ ❤️❤️

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