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yutahoes · 3 years

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Nails

pairing : nail artist! Yuta Nakamoto x Reader

genre : fluff, suggestive

summary : You just want some nail art. What could go wrong?

word count : 1.1k words

tag list : @aiforyuu @ailoveyuta @yutazen01 @2-3-t-i @cosmiclatte28

a/n : Because admit it or not, Yuta from the latest JCC did things to us. 😂 I don’t know how nail art is done (curse me being a nail biter) and I’m really bad at describing. So I hope you enjoy. 😄

Work has been stressful lately. Typing all day, seated on your office chair, has made a toll on your health already. You’re still young yet you suffer back pains, even migraines. You just needed a break. A chance to breathe. You lightly glanced at your nails and the chipped nail polish that you recklessly put before. Maybe you’ll just go to a nail salon today and pamper your tired hands.

There’s a nail salon that you often go to near your home. Sometimes you just ask for your fingers to be clean but you wanted to be a rebel and decided to try out some nail art. You were directed to a room with a small table and two cushions to sit at. There are different colored polish and art materials on the side that made you excited.

Your face fell that instant when a guy, preferably your age, entered the door. He’s handsome but there’s only the two of you inside this small room that made you put your defenses up. “Hi.” he greeted, smiling at you. He’s too handsome. “I’m Yuta. You’re Miss Kim’s regular?” He asked and you nodded. “She took a leave for a month.” You didn’t know that but still nodded. “Do you still want to get your nails done?”

You gauge his appearance. Other than his handsome face and lovely smile, his hair seemed cool with its light blonde highlights. He’s wearing a brown tank top, his arms looking so muscular that you licked your lips. “Yes.” You answered and he smiled again, asking you to sit and be comfortable.

“Did you choose a design for your nails?” He asked while sitting down opposite you. He held his hand, palm up that made you look at him curiously. “Your hand.”

“Oh yeah. Of course.” Why are you so flustered? “It’s my first time doing nail art so I’m not really sure what’s good.” His hands were so soft while he surveyed yours.

“You have…” You both said at the same time then laughed.

“You have pretty hands,” he said that made you gasp. That’s exactly what you wanted to tell him. “Your first time, huh?” He asked and you nodded. “Any preferences?” You shook your head. “Do you trust me?”

You gulped. “Yes.”

He gave you a smile before putting lotion on your hand, making sure that every part is covered. The way he held your hand made you bite your lip. His hand is so soft that you’re suddenly self-conscious about how yours felt. Is it because of the lotion? “Do you always use your fingers?” he asked and you mumbled a silent yes. “Typing job?” You nodded. “Figures.” Why? Is it because she’s too calloused? “I have to take extra care of you.” He whispered while putting extra moisture on the pad of your fingertips.

After giving much attention to your hands, he focused on cleaning your fingernails. He silently laughed at the chipped nail polish, fully removing it from you and filing your fingers that it looked longer. You had to admit he did a pretty good job that your fingernails started to look like a woman’s nail now. Other than your nails, you were mesmerized by his. Every nail has a different design, and they’re stunning.

“Do you like stars?” he asked and you nodded as he put a base coat on your right pinky nail. He drew stars on the nail that made you smile. It’s so cute and so pretty. He did the same to the other hand as you let the first nail dry, not taking your eyes away from it.

He looked really skilled in what he was doing, not even missing little details on his designs. “How long have you been doing this?”

Yuta shook his head. “Not too long. Miss Kim is just a great teacher.” You nodded. That is pretty good though. You never expected a guy to just work in a nail salon but he looked so comfortable. “Do you like movies?” he asked and you nodded. Will he draw something like movies in your nail? “Do you want to watch Spiderman?”

What? Isn’t it showing next week? Wait, is he flirting? “Do you randomly ask your customers to watch movies with you?” Well, that sounded wrong and she regretted it immediately. “I mean…”

“Just the pretty ones,” he said, blowing on your finger after finishing the strawberry design on your thumb. “Besides, I want to take care of your hands.” It’s probably a fetish. But you really needed a breather. Something different in your life. A spice in your life. “What do you want me to draw here?” he asked, gesturing to your pointer that still has clear polish.

The distance between you and him is too close now that you can even get a whiff of his scent. Musky. Manly. Your defenses are already down. “I like this one.” You pointed at his pointer finger that has a heart-shaped skeleton as design.

He smiled. “Sure thing, princess.”

Your eyes can’t leave the detailed designs of your nails. They’re really pretty. You’re honestly glad that you tried nail art today. “You like it?” Yuta asked and you nodded, smiling widely at him. You have to give him a large tip for making your nail really pretty. “So, Spiderman?” he asked while standing up which made you look up at him. He took a phone from the pocket of his apron that was on his waist. “Put your number in, I’ll call you.”

He’s good at this. “If you feel like your hands are heavy…” he started, checking if you really did put your number. He leaned closer that made you surprised, “I’ll hold it for you, Y/N.” Too good.

“My coworker said my nails are pretty today.” You mumbled that made the guy beside you laugh, playing with your fingers. Your nails were adorned with blue and red polish, a white web-like design glittering with each finger movement. “I told her about the nail salon.”

Yuta held your hand tight. He kissed every finger, a habit he usually does. If there is something he is obsessed with, that would be your hands. “Your hands are always pretty.” He whispered. “You should have told her that it was your boyfriend who did it.”

You giggled. He’s also obsessed with the idea that you’re dating now. You just wanted some nail art. You can’t believe that you’ll also get a boyfriend because of that. But Yuta is too hard to resist.

“You know,” he whispered, guiding your hand somewhere south. “Your hand will be prettier wrapped around my….”

“Yuta!” You shouted which made everyone look at you, hushing you up. The large screen in front illuminates just light to see the fluster in your face. You bowed at the people watching the movie seated near you as you glared at your chuckling boyfriend.

He’s really too hard to resist.

#yuta fluff #yuta nakamoto fluff #yuta suggestive #nct fluff #yuta x reader

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alilbitofdoodles · 4 years

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Some Melizabeth Headcanons

🔞 Warning: it’s basically just fluffy nsfw content 🔞

View on my page so It’s easier to read! Mobile still makes it look like just a bunch of bullet points though.

Meliodas (demon/past) + Elizabeth (goddess)

This Mel is biggest, cranky asshole in the universe. Why he has to ally with the Goddess Clan is beyond him, but fuck if he isn’t a sucker for big blue eyes, long silver hair, and giant tits (he’d rather die than admit it).

Elizabeth, on the other hand, has a big aversion to conflict in general, but goddesses he is such a prick. One time during a mission, the jerk literally groped her ass in front of the enemy. She purposely ‘forgets’ to heal him every now and then as punishment, but always eventually does so in the end.

Meliodas loves to tease and push her past her breaking points. Seeing her normally calm, collected persona come undone, especially by him, is insanely sexy. It’s his innate predator instincts. He thinks it might be a kink.

Elizabeth gives credit where credit is due. Although he’s haughty and overconfident, he gets the job done is actually a great leader/commander. That’s what she finds most attractive about him at first.

They have THE BIGGEST SEXUAL TENSION EVER, but it takes them forever to fuck because they’re both too damn stubborn to give in.

On Mel’s part it’s just his pride because there’s no way he’d ever desire any woman, much less a goddess for that matter. Elizabeth is just naive on the topic. Her knowledge goes as far as kissing and marriage.

Their first time is spur of the moment. One second they’re arguing (somehow seeing her get along with other demons gets under his skin and she argues back that she’s free to talk to whoever) and the next moment they’re in a heated kiss. It’s spontaneous and desperate. They’re outdoors in a forest and anyone could walk in at any moment, but that doesn't deter them. Their movements are frantic and forceful, if not a bit clumsy, as they both reach their climax. Elizabeth finishes twice. Once before him, then a smaller second one when Meliodas relentlessly pounds her until he reaches his own climax.

For a while they pretend that it never happened, but this marks the event where they realize they got it bad for each other.

Meliodas bites and he bites hard. He likes to draw blood and feel her trembling under his lips. He marks what's his and even takes satisfaction in leaving hickies where it would be visible to others.

Of course, Elizabeth heals the wounds much to his displeasure.

One time she missed a spot on the back of her neck and he enjoyed watching her all panicked and flustered trying to explain how she had gotten hurt from behind by a monster to the others.

Elizabeth is highly reactive and oversensitive. She’s super shy and self-conscious. It doesn’t help that most of his comrades on the demon clan are comfortable showing a lot of skin and have voluptuous bodies.

In those moments he thoroughly explores her body, cooing how downright sexy and irresistible she is until she’s begging him to stop all blushy and frazzled.

Meliodas is insanely cuddly for the aftercare. He nuzzles and continues to leave little marks with soft nibbles. Elizabeth let’s him indulge in such intimacy; she loves it as well. He’s so childish and inhibited when he’s like this. He’s allowing himself to be vulnerable to her.

Wing cuddles. That’s all I need to say.

Meloidas’ favorite position is either taking her from behind (he likes to bite her neck and shoulder. As well as kissing her back where her wings would be) or her on top because he loves when she takes control.

Elizabeth enjoys the spooning position because it’s close and cuddly or anything else where she’s able to see his face.

Elizabeth Liones’ and Meliodas’

Before they get together, their relationship is the embodiment of :

first time was birthday sex when she turned 18 and you cannot convince me otherwise. (The time line matches up perfectly for them to travel for a year and her be a couple of months pregnant).

You can bet your ass they probably did some stuff beforehand, but no actual penetration.

On a more serious note, they delayed it for a while because they didn’t even know if they can have a child at first and it deeply hurt them.

Meliodas

Hawk ties him up every night and we all know he’d be able to slip out of the rope easily, but he wanted to be able to give Elizabeth peace of mind and still be able to sleep next to her again.

Every now and then, when he’s sure Ellie is deep asleep, he’ll whisper how much he loves her and vows to keep her safe.

He kisses her on the forehead daily before getting out of bed. Of course, she never knows this.

Surprisingly he doesn’t peek at her when she’s bathing, but he’s always waiting on the bed for ‘his turn’ when in reality he loves seeing her flushed complexion fresh out of the bath.

They have a shared closet and Meliodas likes to tease her by ‘accidentally getting caught’ looking at her underwear.

Initially, Meliodas is a bit apprehensive when getting intimate. He knows Elizabeth’s erogenous zones and what makes her feel the best like it’s second nature, but he can’t trust himself to hold back.

Each first time with her always feels like it’s his first too and he wants to hold her more carefully.

Is still a biter, but this time more considerate. Favorite places to leave marks are her inner thighs and on her breasts (he claims because it’s closer to her heart, but Elizabeth is sure that’s only 50% of the reason why).

Meliodas praises her constantly and desperately moans how much he needs her and oh boy does it render Elizabeth weak and squirming under him.

Body worship 24/7. This man loves giving oral and making sure she reaches absolute bliss and puts her pleasure over his. He loves feeling the heat of her skin and listening to her heartbeat. It assures him that she’s alive and still with him.

Some nights, when the past haunts him, he takes his time in placing kisses on every inch of her body and just soaking up her warmth.

Elizabeth Liones

Before they were able to get her some sleep wear, she wore Meliodas’ shorts and shirts to bed as pajamas for a few days much to her embarrassment.

Some nights she ‘forgets’ to do the laundry and goes to bed in his clothes.

This time she has some knowledge of sex ed, but the opportunity to touch herself is far too few in between. Which is fine, she doesn’t have any particular need to do so. But some nights when Meliodas is asleep she gets very tempted.

Tries to bite as well, but she's too gentle with it to leave a mark; So usually it's just a slobbery red spot or a hickey.

She claws. The pleasure is too intense for her so her unconsciously drags her nails down his back.

She always apologizes afterwards, but Meliodas laughs it off. He always jokingly teases that she’s given him a second pair of wings.

She offers to heal them, but he always vehemently denies it. They’re marks of accomplishment more than anything to him.

She always tries her best to swallow, even if Meliodas tells her not to force herself (he does it to her so it’s only fair! she thinks).

More than half the time she can’t. He drinks way too much booze for it to taste anything less than pure bitterness.

Seeing his sin tattoo while they’re getting intimate always makes her soft. It reminds her of his dedication, their promise, and the never ending cycle they lived through just to be able to love one another.

She specifically likes to give that spot a lot of attention, lavishing it in kisses and words of her endless and profound love for him.

When she’s really in the mood, she makes subtle gestures. Like leaving her underwear in obvious places where he’d find them (after that he immediately hunts her down) or if shes’s feeling bold she’ll take his hand to move it between her thighs.

She keeps the thigh highs and shoes on during sex sometimes.

He likes to snap the bands of her socks while he fucks her.

He’s especially responsive when she hooks her legs around his waist to dig her heel into his skin. She thinks back on the the ropes and how he may be slightly masochistic.

Every now and then she makes them breakfast after a wonderful night of sex and he still eats her food even if it’s not the best because!! He loves her!!

The aftercare is insanely cozy.

If Elizabeth doesn’t pass out from the mind blowing sex that is. On more than one occasion she has passed out. His libido is too strong, but she chalks it up to his demon side.

Meliodas dotes on her because he knows how rough he can get when he gives into his urges.

Every session ends with him carrying her bridal style to the washroom and taking a nice, long bath together.

This could also end up with additional bath sex

#melizabeth #meliodas x elizabeth #I'm writing this instead of working on my drawings or fanfics oopsie #Add to the list too if you wanna!#Would love to see your headcanons #my fics #Spicy Melizabeth

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spookyspaghettisundae · 4 years

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Nail Biter

Just so you understand where I’m coming from, let me preface this all with the following statement: I never used to bite my nails. While I was always easily stressed out by virtually anything, I always had tools and methods and friends to deal with any pressure or anxiety.

My fingernails used to look so nice that I unconsciously took a good deal of pride in them. Not too long ago, I still took decent care of them in that regard. Healthy, sturdy, and they looked good when I occasionally painted them.

And before you start giving me advice on how to drop the habit—don’t bother. It’s no use. I hear it all the time. All the tricks you hear about how to break the habit of nail biting deal with replacing the habit with another one. But for me, they have no relevance because I have no recollection of ever biting my nails.

They’re always only bitten after I wake up.

I figured it was something like sleepwalking—sleep-nail-biting? I had never heard of such a thing in my life. But curious as I am, I asked friends to keep an eye on me and check if I wasn’t biting my nails during my waking hours. Maybe, I thought, I was just not paying attention to it. We tend to do a lot of things without noticing, and I wondered if it wasn’t the case here, too.

No such luck.

Early on, I did consider therapy but it wasn’t anything I could afford. Furthermore, I was afraid of what might surface in such sessions. Some part of me was afraid of whatever else a therapist could unearth about my psyche. Hell, I was afraid of being labeled as crazy.

Over the course of the past months, I tried out a lot of different things. Changed my diet, my sleeping habits, downing sleeping pills, smoking weed, excessive exercising to tire myself out—you name it, and I probably gave it a fair shot.

The mysterious nail biting problem started having some adverse effects on me. I grew very conscious about my fingernails and tried to hide them by crossing my arms, folding them in my lap, or wearing gloves whenever possible. I began to think that people thought less of me whenever they saw the sorry state my nails were in and I think I inadvertently drew attention to them with my paranoia about people looking at them.

Just last week, I stayed awake for almost forty hours just to see if I could catch myself biting my nails during that time. I was hoping I’d fall into one of those states where you’re half asleep and slipping away, but also half awake and catch yourself doing things you normally do without thinking.

Nothing.

After that attempt, my fingernails looked almost presentable again. And as you might guess, I conked out for a long sleep afterwards.

When I awoke again, my nails were bitten again. It was the most infuriating thing I’d experienced in a long time.

The next night after that was when things got really strange. I woke up in the middle of the night.

Blinked and regained my bearings. In bright red letters glaring from my digital clock, I read the time to be something past three in the morning. My fingertips tingled and I took a look at them. Even in the dim light, I could tell they were bitten again, and even felt a little damp with saliva.

Had I finally caught myself? Had my conscious being caught up with my unconscious mind?

But my lips and mouth were dry and something didn’t feel right. I wasn’t alone in the room. Under any other circumstances, I may have gasped. Or screamed. But I was just frozen solid—afraid that moving might draw attention from the invisible presence in my room. I went from drowsy to fully alert in an instant, and the blood in my veins froze. I felt like I had a colony of ants crawling underneath my skin and like my blankets weighed a ton.

My eyes darted back and forth, straining to make sense of the noise in my field of vision and dispel the notion that the shadows around me were dancing. I listened intently, thinking that I might hear the presence. But there was nothing I could see nor hear there. Like there was a ghost in the room with me.

Wishing I could have the hearing of a bat, I continued to listen, hearing distant sounds of traffic muffled through the windows, a drip of water from a faucet, and someone coughing in a neighboring apartment. But nothing else in the room with me.

Like a damned child, I began to wonder if there was something underneath my bed.

I know this all sounds crazy, but I swear I’m not insane.

Eventually, I fell asleep again. When I awoke, seeing my nails having been bitten was the least of my worries. The following day was a bit of a blur because I went to work despite my better judgment.

Over the course of the day, I hatched a simple plan.

When I got home that night, I set my phone up on a tripod and hooked it up to my laptop, then I had it record a video feed. I’d leave it running the entire night while I slept.

Popping some pills to sleep soundly—which wasn’t part of my original plan, but I think an instinctive reaction born from fear of being awake for whatever my camera might capture that night—I went to sleep early.

While drifting off into sleep, I kept telling myself that I was going to get to to the bottom of this.

So I woke up the next morning, fairly early this time. Like so often when I had taken any medications to help me sleep, I didn’t feel particularly well-rested, no matter how long I’d spent in bed. Another dreamless night.

My entire body trembled as I approached my laptop to review the footage my camera had filmed the night before. Something in my gut region was warning me. Something in the back of my brain was screaming at me, telling me not to watch the video.

But I had to. I had to know.

I sat down with a cup of coffee and my laptop and started watching. There was a bunch of nothing, and the video ran for almost eight hours. Within seconds, I naturally started skipping through it.

The tingling in my body returned, that weird sensation of ants crawling underneath my skin when I saw something while time-skipping through the recording. A shadow—a shape. Like someone had been in the room with me.

My heart pounded and I hesitated to rewind and see what I had skipped over.

Some time around three in the morning, someone had been in my room. Right then and there, I was ready to call the police. Had someone been walking in and out of my apartment and harassing me while I slept, all this time?

Scrounging up every last ounce of courage I could muster, I did it. It took all my willpower to review it, but what truly drove me was the sinking horror of not knowing. I skipped back to what I had glimpsed, to find out what had instilled me with such profound dread.

A shadow emerged from underneath my bed. In the dim light, I could not help but say that this person’s figure looked a lot like my own, albeit a lot thinner. A pale woman whose face was mostly obscured by long dark hair crawled up onto my bed and then sat there on the side of my bed, staring at me for several seconds. Studying my face like a lovesick puppy.

Then she gingerly took one of my hands, cupping it in her palms. She cradled my limp hand with a serene gentleness, like a lover would—and watching this made my skin itch. She lifted my hand until her lips touched my fingertip.

Next thing I know, I’m stumbling towards the kitchen sink to throw up in it. I mean, how would you react if you saw anything like this?

I haven’t been home in days. I haven’t slept in days, either, because, well, go figure.

I can show you the video, but you’re not going to like it. I know how crazy this all sounds, but I don’t know what to do anymore. I can show you the video, but you’re not going to like it. You could spend the night with me, but I wouldn’t want to do that to you.

See, the last time I spent the night with anybody else was with my ex.

My ex who had a nail biting problem and never wanted to talk about it.

—Submitted by Wratts

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atomic52 · 6 years

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WOOOO!!! about time i post a reference sheet. Name: Lilith Κακό Hat ((her middle name means "evil" in Greek)) nick name(s): Lulu, sweetheart, malicious little monster, squirt, shorty, cutie pie, sweetie, ankle biter, princess, and precious. race: half blood. species: half demon more specific a succubus and half German. gender: female. but has both sexual organs. she's very shy and embarrassed of having male parts. sexual orientation: prefers men. but its so hard to find a guy that doesn't mind you being evil, respects her body horror traits, isn't totally afraid of your father, and won't be turned off to find that you have a ding dong to go with your woo woo. love is so complicated. age (left to right): 5, 16, 23. height (left to right): 3'5" 6'6"(with horns) 7'4"(with horns and heels) weight (left to right): 86 pounds 165 pounds occupation: evil Secretary for Black Hat organization and serves as BH's replacement while he is away on business trips. also having to organizer and keep the lab safe for Dem. cuz Flug normally goes with BH on these trips. she is the heiress to BH's business, which means if something happens to him she with be in charge of everything. she also likes to help 505 around the house. like dust places he can't reach and fold laundry. she likes doing laundry its relaxing to her. until she finds one of Flug's blood stained lab coats. "Dad!!! do you know how HARD it is to get blood out of white clothes?!" weapon: she is trained in every fighting style and weapon but prefers not to fight. but if she has to she likes to use her own claws. powers: shape shifting, but she can only use it to an extent. she can shift her body to be something else as long as it sticks close to her own size or she might severely hurt herself. body horror, as in deforming her body to be horrifying and disturbing. manipulation (if you can even call that a power). likes: her family, meat. prefers red meat but needs human flesh if she's hurt. but Flug won't allow cannibalism so pork serves as a good human substitute. pancakes, her family's evil world domination, girly things (like her music box, nail polish, likes doing makeup but doesn't like it on herself, dress up, porcelain dolls) reading (her favorites are "the book thief", poems by Edgar Allan Poe, and fairy tales), boys ~unlisted~ drawing, playing instruments, singing, dancing, and just spending time with her fathers. dilikes: HEROS, vegetables or anything green, sports mostly just baseball, football, tennis, basketball, and soccer. work... she hates it but it must be done. issues: allergic to nickle and silver. it makes her break out into a rash. a bit of a workaholic, like her fathers some times she gets so wrapped up in her work that she forgets more important things like eating and sleeping. when she was young she used to sleep with BH and Flug. ever sense the day she was born she slept with them. they would put her down for the night and leave her alone she would scream and cry till one of them came to get her. but as she got older she started staying in her own room. but from time to time when she can't sleep or she wakes up from a nightmare she goes and sleep with she fathers. she's a bit of a scatterbrain. she's not as clean cut as BH and she's not a total mess like Flug. just a little forgettable. she doesn't need to eat or sleep as much as the normal human but she still needs it. there had been times when she was young she would wake up in the meddle of the night wide awake and ready to play. so she would push, pull, and jump on BH and Flug to get them up to play. but most of the time she gets pined by BH's arm to the bed telling her to go back to sleep. if she was upset, scared,or just hiding for fun you could find her under BH's bed. even as an adult she still hides there. she is very socially awkward, well you would be too if you stayed inside for most of your life. she is also self conscious. so its very hard for her to show off with out backing out of it. and a bit camera shy. when she was little she was scared of cam-bot. talens: she can play the violin, piano/organ, flute, guitar, and cello. she can sing, dance a number of different styles, and paint. but you would never see her do any of it for how shy she is. personality: shy, soft spoken, withdrawn, she can be bubbly, out going, talkative, loving, ray of sunshine, and just plan happy. but she can also be a sick, sadistic, blood thirsty, stone cold killer. relationships: daughter of Black Hat and Flug Slys ((yes their are married. they wear their rings under their gloves)) her "aunt" is Demencia. 505 is her pet and best friend. she has a crush on a boy she met in the rain when she was 5. his name is Jonathan. backstory: she was born on a scorching summers day. she was consented in a test tube also called "the incubator". she took about 6 months 14 days 8 hours 30 minutes and 4 seconds to reach maturity. Flug kept a very close eye on how long it took. Flug was in complete control of Lilith's gender but he kept that part a secret for BH so he could be exited to find out they were having a girl. BH had put a spell on the incubator so if anyone one except Flug touched it, it would teleport him right to it to defend his helpless child. after Lilith formed a heart and a brain BH would come into the lab late at night to read to her or just talk to her. Flug would come in to the lab in the mornings and find BH curled up and around the incubator. he thought it was cute. when it finaly came close to the time Lilith was to come out BH was losing his mind with worry, dread, and excitement. Flug tried his best to keep calm for BH's sake but he was feeling the same way he did. Dem and 505 on the other hand where out buying her gifts and things including a bear onesie, cute baby socks, some baby toys, and a battle axe. when BH finally got to hold his daughter he never wanted to let go of her. he held on to her for the whole day not even giving her to Flug. --------- other works of Lilith: atomic52.deviantart.com/art/Lu… atomic52.deviantart.com/art/Be… atomic52.deviantart.com/art/dr… atomic52.deviantart.com/art/Mo…sta.sh/0123xuer9qdb sta.sh/01u3edpy8m9v Villainous- Alan Ituriel‏ Lilith/art- @atomic52

#Lilith #Villainous #black hat #dr.flug #demencia #505 #paperhat baby #black hat x dr flug #reff sheet

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recentanimenews · 7 years

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Bookshelf Briefs 10/16/17

Ace of the Diamond, Vol. 5 | By Yuji Terajima | Kodansha Comics (digital only) – It’s been a while since the last volume of Ace of the Diamond and I’d forgotten how much I enjoy it! Eijun, who began the series as a hothead, has matured without losing the emotional side that makes him sympathetic. Seeing him not only grow from Chris’ tutelage and execute one truly amazing pitch during their last inning of play together but then bawl his eyes out when he makes varsity and Chris doesn’t is, honestly, pretty darn sweet. He may be brash, but he’s a good kid. Even better, we get more insight into Furuya, who is currently stronger in pitching but lacks in people skills. I love that he doesn’t see himself as better than Eijun at all and is, in fact, motivated by him to try harder. This is such a good series and I delight in the knowledge that there are 40+ volumes still to come. – Michelle Smith

Chihayafuru, Vol. 5 | By Yuki Suetsugu | Kodansha Comics (digital only) – Well, this volume is lacking on miracles, as the Mizusawa High team makes it only a couple more rounds without Chihaya (who has fallen ill) before they are defeated. Still, there’s another day for the individual tournament, and it’s here that Chihaya meets the reigning queen, Shinobu Wakamiya, a high-school first year who trounces Chihaya by a twenty-card margin. This is completely what Chihaya needs, though, since now her dreams have achieved a solid shape: do what it takes to beat Shinobu. Taichi, meanwhile, is determined to attain his class A ranking so that he can face Arata. I absolutely love that he’s decided to devote his entire self to karuta now and look forward to all of the intense rivalty to come! – Michelle Smith

Descending Stories, Vol. 3 | By Haruko Kumota | Kodansha Comics – OK, there are extended flashbacks, and then there are flashbacks that make you think “why didn’t you just tell this story instead?,” and I think that’s what we have here. Don’t get me wrong; I’m greatly enjoying Kikuhiko and Sukeroku’s story, and the love triangle that seems to be bubbling beneath them both. I also liked the extended rakugo performance we saw here, a reminder that that’s really what the series is about. But I admit I sort of agreed with Yotaro in the afterword—isn’t this his story? I wouldn’t blame the reader for having forgotten all about him by the time we get back to the present in what I assume will be the next book. Good, just oddly paced. – Sean Gaffney

Flying Witch, Vol. 3 | By Chihiro Ishizuka | Vertical Comics – I have to admire a series that is always peaceful and soothing, yet not boring. In this volume Makoto and her cousins visit a cafe recommended by Akane, where the waitress is a shy ghost and where Makoto meets a witch her age named Anzu. She receives a hideous souvenir t-shirt from Akane, shows Nao cute edamame blossoms, and picks a plethora of radishes. A witchy newspaper delivers news about a flying whale, which the girls go see. Then they leave when they get hungry and go home to have hotcakes. And that’s it. Makoto can’t even summon any worries to ask about during a fortune-telling session. But, y’know, I’m okay with that. Plus, there are cute cats, one of which turns out to be an anthropology buff. There are times I’m definitely in the mood for manga like this. – Michelle Smith

Food Wars!: Shokugeki no Soma, Vol. 20 | By Yuto Tsukuda and Shun Saeki | Viz Media – Erina gets the cover here, and the bulk of the story as well. We’re finally starting to dig deep into her psyche, after so many volumes casting her as cold, grumpy, annoying, and unlikable. It stems from abuse, naturally, and also being exposed to Soma’s father, who showed her there was a different way to view food. That said, I suspect most Food Wars! fans have said “too little too late,” but that will just lead them to heartache. Meanwhile, to no one’s surprise, Soma did not win against the top chef of the school, but it’s alright as he gets out of his punishment on a technicality. Now we head to the next set of exams, and if you don’t do things the Azami way, you’ll be expelled. So now what? Can’t wait to find out. – Sean Gaffney

Giant Killing, Vol. 6 | By Masaya Tsunamoto and Tsujitomo | Kodansha Comics (digital only) – ETU has managed their first win of the season, and the fans are fired up. They manage to extend the streak to two games, but Sera is growing frustrated with his inability to score and his journey from self-doubt to determination progresses throughout the volume. Meanwhile, the old faithful trope “the previously unmentioned injured teammate returns” comes into play, with oddball Natsumi making his debut. It’s interesting to see a tried-and-true sports manga staple alongside the elements that make Giant Killing stand out from others in its genre, namely that a pro soccer season is way different from elimination-style tournaments, allowing the narrative to swiftly hop from match to match, sometimes skipping a few, as Tatsumi assesses the team’s mood after a series of draws. As a result, this series continues to feel fresh. – Michelle Smith

Haikyu!!, Vol. 16 | By Haruichi Furudate | VIZ Media – Karasuno has reached the semifinal round of the Miyagi Prefecture qualifier and it’s a rematch with Aoba Johsai, which turns out to be an immensely entertaining nail-biter that goes to three sets. Hinata and Kageyama potentially discover a new move they can work on in the future, each member of the team gets a triumphant moment, and Yamaguchi overcomes his nerves to achieve his first success with the jump floater serve. I always love it when characters who’d been somewhat in the background get their turn to shine, and I also loved that we actually got to see some interaction and evolution amongst the Aoba Johsai team, making one even root for them a little bit. Be forewarned, though: there’s an excruciating cliffhanger at the end of this volume! – Michelle Smith

Haikyu!!, Vol. 16 | By Haruichi Furudate | Viz Media – After seeing Yamaguchi choke under pressure last game, the highlight of this book is undoubtedly the start of it, where he manages to push past that failure and show off the serving that he’s learned—and it’s terrific. As for the rest, it’s back and forth and down to the wire, as we knew it would be. Aoba Johsai are really good, and we get a few flashbacks to show us that they’ve had their own ups and downs just like our heroes—including a player who tends to get FILLED WITH RAGE who desperately needs discipline, and manages to do it himself here. And of course loving shots of volleyball, which you can tell the author really loves. Looks like well see the end next time—who will pull it off? -Sean Gaffney

By: Michelle Smith

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