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a-monsters-love · 4 years

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Hi! Can please request some spicy headcanons for Tamaki, Hawks and Shoto losing their virginity with a fem reader ? Thank you!

Oh man yES, ahh I love these boys, I will do my best for the ✨spice✨

[Master List]

Amajiki Tamaki (Sun Eater):

boi that anxiety

Realistically it would take a long term relationship to get to second or even third base

He understands sexual desire but god if it only makes him feel more anxious

You need to become his wall

Literally

Instead of him putting his head into a wall he will start putting his head against your head or shoulder or back (idk how tall you are)

He LOVES your body

Claims you’re soft in all the right places

Loves the way you feel pressed into his embrace not that he could ever admit that

With that in mind

It would start with just embracing him

You’d offer your lap and play with his hair

He feels safe in your embrace

The two of you are cuddling

You’re both facing each other

You’ve pulled him into your bust like it’s a pillow and start playing with his hair with your arms wrapped around each other

And then it happens

Your breath hits his ear

You move slightly to adjust

It happens

You feel his grip tighten around you, forcing you to stop moving

“Maki? Are you okay?”

He’s hidden his face and you can feel the heat radiating from his blush

“I, uh, well… I d-don’t know…”

You’re obviously confused

Then you feel it

“We can stop if-“

He cut you off with a sudden burst in confidence and has you on your back while hovering over you

“I-I don’t want to…” His eyes slowly glance over you

Your shirt is loosely pulled down your shoulder exposing your collar bone and the top of your breasts and racked up your stomach slightly exposing your skin

His face was beat red

Yours was heated

You reach up for his face and pull him in for a kiss

When you start touching him something snaps

He’s almost feral with need for you

He has no idea what he’s doing

You have to tell him what to do

If it’s your first time too you MUST tell him when you like things

Greedy for how you taste

He’s needy

Praise kink

JeSUS THE PRAISE KINK

You must tell him that he feels good or what he’s doing is great etc

Will eat you out like you’re his last meal before death

*Ahem.*

Will 100% ask you what you need during/after

He will not know how to look at you afterwards but will cuddle tf out of you

Takami Keigo (Hawks):

So, on a real note

He probably didn’t lose his V card until after he got his own agency

He was raised and monitored by the HPSC since he was 6, I highly doubt they gave him the time

As much as we all agree he has a rut I doubt having one would make a difference in him popping his cherry

He got his agency at 18 and rose the ranks to being a top ten hero by age 20

So I high key doubt he had time to relax and take care of his sexual needs until about 20

The boi also doesn’t actually have friends

He wasn’t raised to make friends, only connections

Realistically you were probably a sidekick at his agency

You found him attractive sure but knew he never gave himself ‘personal time’

You made it your mission to give him the break you knew he deserved

You’d finish all his paperwork that didn’t need his signature

You’d manage to help make sure all the documents he’d have to submit daily would be quick and easy to go through

You’d kick him out of the office to make sure he went and got lunch

You bring/order him lunch when he refused

You kick him out to go home early when he could afford to

At first he didn’t notice

After a week he was confused

After a month he’d start to understand

He’d take time to thank you and make sure you were doing well with all the extra work you decided to take on

The first time he complimented you and your work you blushed a shade he didn’t even know you could get

It was over for you

He made it his goal to see that again

It started with flirty comments

Then he took you on a date

He researched everything he could on dating and what is ‘required’

He was aware of sexual intimacies

He had a sex-Ed class with the HPSC

What he wasn’t prepared for was having to use that education on someone he cared for (not that he’s ever used it before)

He watched you work at the office one day after doing his research like a predator would watch a prey it’s been stalking

Without realizing it he started fantasizing about how your thighs would feel in his hands

How your bust would taste

He wondered what you’d look like under him

He was curious to know what you’d sound like crying out his name

“-wks? Hawks?” Your voice calling him snapped him out of his perverted fantasy

His face blushed brightly as you stared at him with an eyebrow raised

“Can you come look at this for me?” You pointed to your computer

He nods and goes to stand up but quickly sits back down with his legs crossed “N-No I can’t, can you send it to me?” He give a nervous TV approved smile

Did he just stutter?

You give him a once over and he refused to make eye contact with you

You smirk when you see his ‘problem’

“I guess I can just take it home tonight” you shrugged nonchalantly and give him the side eye, “You’re welcome to come help if you’d like.” You crossed your arms under your bust making it more eye catching

He just nodded furiously

Never had he ever finished paperwork so fast

He nearly crashed into your patio’s sliding glass door like a concussed bird as he arrived

When you let him in he smothered your face with kisses as he kicks off his shoes and sheds his jacket and goggles

They were messy and needy

His usually accurate hands fumbled with the fabric of your clothing

You walk backwards and usher him to your room

You only pull away from the sloppy make out session when you fall back on your bed and pant for air

What he’s actually doing doesn’t hit him until he sees you under him

Clothes disheveled, skin and bra exposed, blushing and panting from his attention

A nervous blush set in on his face

You cupped his cheek, “Is this your-“

He nods before you can finish the question

What a cute baby

You didn’t press him any further but helped him with the clothing removal

You told him you can stop at anytime

He refused every time

The whines this boi makes when you first touch him

He’s a quick learner

You make suggestions and he quickly finds out how to please you

Before you’re even close to finishing you’re nearly certain that he wasn’t a virgin

Nearly

He seems to get harder when you praise him

He has the stamina of a god

He makes sure to memorize everything about your body

Memorizes what makes you cry and melt in his grasp

Stays inside you when you both finish

Buried his face into your bare breasts afterwards

Makes happy noises as he dozed off to you combing your fingers through his hair

Happy birb

Todoroki Shoto:

oh man

This fuckin’ guy

Realistically never cared for the topic

Not that he doesn’t feel the urge but just thinks nothing of it

He probably never realized he even liked you until someone pointed it out

Similar to Hawks he never really got the opportunity to think of such matters

Also same as Hawks would research the shit out of the topic

Boi didn’t know the word for ‘concert’ you really think he’d know shit about dating at first?

*ahem*

He’d take you on dates

He’d realize quickly how much he likes touching you

Touch starved babe

He’d go out of his way to touch you after he noticed how much he likes it

He’d initiate holding hands

He’d hug you randomly

Lay his head on yours or your shoulder or lap

One day he’d hug you from behind as you were doing something in your room

He’d wrap his arms around you under your bust

You’d smile and look up at him

You’d adjust yourself to holding his arms but you’d rub against him just right

Then it happens

The shock of the situation would cause him to freeze

You can feel his temperature control go haywire

“Sho?” You’d ask quietly

Then you’d feel it

To be fair it would be low key stabbing you

N E WAYS

You’d blush loudly

He’d blush and bury his face into the crook of your neck

You’d make a soft noise in surprise

He’d only get harder and more embarrassed because of said noise

You’d ask if he wants to do anything about it

“What?” He asks

I swear this boy doesn’t understand real life you can’t change my mind

You’d whisper what you meant

His grip on you would get tighter

He’d agree

He had a basic understand of how it works

You’d sit him on your bed and you’d sit on his lap

The two of you would make out and remove articles of clothing

The best at unhooking a bra clasp out of the three

Calm externally

Internally freaking out

You can tell by the crazy fluctuation in his temperature

“We don’t have to if you’re not ready” you’d say pressing your forehead to his

He smiles softly and kisses your collarbone

“I don’t think I’ll ever be ready but I want this”

You blush loudly at the comment

He moves you so that he’s hovering over you

You pull him into you and run your hands down his muscular frame

He’s surprised at how easily he melts in your touch

Like Hawks he’s a quick learner

Makes a point to ask if you like how things feel

Could get off on just making you feel good

Uses his quirk unintentionally to make you feel good

Leaves marks all over you without meaning to

Low key wants to mark his territory subconsciously

Kisses all the marks he’s left in the end

Does everything for aftercare without being asked

Pulls you into his chest and smiles into your hair

Snuggle bug

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crispyjenkins · 4 years

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JangObi soulmate mark au where all Mandalorians know/can sense when someone is marked with their Mandalor [with Jango leading Mandalore as Mandalor after Jasters abdication and no clan wars]

(this is late because it turned into A Thing. and i love the Thing, but it’s still late.

i combined these ‘cause i got them within a day of each other and i thought, what’s better than an undercover meet-cute? undercover meet-cute with soulmates (ノ*´◡`) also this is a meet-ugly. anyways.

just want to touch on that this ‘verse absolutely includes poly soulmates of many forms and numbers, jangobi just happen to have a mono relationship in this based on the prompts 😌)

“Your sur'gaankar will not share your symbol, you cannot simply look for a match, kih’vod,” Arla teases, poking at Jango’s bare chest where the head of his roughly-drawn mynock leers at them from over his heart. “Marks are companions, not twins; no one soul should be more important than another, so the Ka’ra gave us two. Who knows what your sur'gaankar's is, it could be of something that hasn’t even happened to you yet.”

Seven year-old Jango wrinkles his nose down at his soulmark like it’s personally offended him. And it has. “Why the kriff do you get a beskad from your sur'gaankar and I get a bloody mynock?”

Arla bursts into laughter and hopes their parents aren’t listening.

“I beg your pardon.”

The woman’s grin only widens, leaning right into Obi-Wan’s space, and he hadn’t really counted on running into any supercommandos until Sundari. “‘Haven’t seen your crest before,” the woman repeats, knocking on the painted crest on his chestplate. He had let Master Nu pick it for this assignment, he didn’t want to accidentally end up with a known clan symbol and have to explain any familial relation; she had said it hadn’t been used since before the Coruscant Temple was built, so there shouldn’t be any confusion.

“And,” she had added, tapping two fingers on the side of his neck, “it matches you rather nicely, doesn’t it?”

And he supposes it does, a crane wrapped around a spike of wheat, but he now wishes it were something perhaps a bit less memorable.

“My clan hasn’t been back to Mandalore space in a few generations,” Obi-Wan lies with his best apologetic smile, easily charming the other Mando as he tucks his helmet under his arm and tries to turn back to the ration stall he’d been restocking from. The Keldabe marketplace bustles around them, and Obi-Wan thinks it’s a miracle the woman had even spotted his armour through the crowd, with how tightly species of all sorts press together and jostle them along their way.

“I’m Kryze clan,” she announces, wriggling around an Esperion to plant herself next to Obi-Wan, giving the rations a passing glance before focusing back on her captive audience.

He holds back a sigh, pulling up his mental clan map that he had studied on the jump to Mandalore. “I’ve only been planetside for an hour,” he admits with that same smile as he pays for his box of jerky and taps a little salute to the stall owner. “I thought the Kryzes were further up towards Sundari?”

Kryze bounces along behind him, red hair catching the sunlight quite nicely; Obi-Wan can’t fathom why she’s still following him. “Most of the family is, yeah, I’m the only supercommando. Where’re you from, burc’ya? Your accent sounds funny.”

He gives a bewildered laugh at that; had she never been to the Core? Both ducking into a dimly-lit tech shop, Kryze waves at the Mon Calamari behind the counter like old friends.

“‘Family’s split between Coruscant and Odos,” Obi-Wan decides on, which would explain both his Core accent and why his Mando’a is more slurred than what’s spoken on Mandalore. “You got a first name to go with that clan?”

Kryze’s smile turns playful, not quite flirtatious, and Obi-Wan wonders if she’s already found her starmark. “Bo-Katan, but Haat’ade can call me Bo. And are you?”

He raises a brow through a shelf of droid parts. “Am I what?”

“Haat’ade,” Bo-Katan grins, staying closer to the door while Obi-Wan collects a few upgrades for his speeder. “You don’t seem like a Journeyman Protector, but you’re clearly a fighter. So. Haat Mando’ade?”

“Can I be Haat’ade if I haven’t answered my Mand’alor’s call even once?” It’s an amusing thought, to be seen as Mando enough to qualify for the ruler of Mandalore’s supercommandos; he doubts Bo-Katan would be quite so kind if she knew he wears their armour in deception. “No, burc’ya, one cannot pick and choose from the Resol’nare. I’m as good as dar’manda out here.”

Humming in thought, she skips to join him at the counter to watch him try to haggle a lower price on his goods. “To be fair, you said your clan hasn’t been around other Mando’ade in a while, ‘lek? Hells, do you even know who the current Mand’alor is?”

Obi-Wan doesn’t answer until he knows he’s not being ripped off by the Mon Calamari, and slips his new goggles around his neck. “Only his crest,” he says, and it’s only slightly a lie: the Republic has little to no sway in Mandalore space, he doubts anyone further than Concordia knows the Mand’alor’s full name. “Tell me, are you part of the recruiting committee?”

Bo-Katan throws her head back to laugh, and it’s a good laugh, bright and sincere, still a little childish at the edges. “No, but I liked the look about you,” she teases, leaning on the counter. “You seemed... warm.”

He lifts a brow again, wondering if maybe she’s Force sensitive. “I’ve never been called that before.” Which also isn’t exactly a lie.

“Mm, maybe I just liked finding another redhead.” She smiles and wrinkles her nose cutely. “Don’t think I haven’t noticed that you didn’t give your name, stranger. Secrecy will only get you so far here.”

“And if I wasn’t planning on staying?”

“Then you should still tell me your name because I asked so nicely.” Batting her eyelashes, she sets her helmet on the counter to cross her arms, the Mon Calamari grumbling but not telling them to leave just yet.

“Vhett,” Obi-Wan laughs, securing his new parts and his credit pouch in his pack so he doesn’t lose them to the sticky fingers in the marketplace. “Benyamin Vhett.”

When he looks back at his new companion, her smile has disappeared for a troubled sort of blankness, as she looks at him even more critically.

Then her surprise and glee is a flash in the Force, so bright it’s blinding as she launches back to her feet, grin returning with such a fury that Obi-Wan doesn’t even stop her from getting right back into his space.

She must find some sort of answer in his face, because she puts a hand on his cheek with her eyes positively shining. “Utreekov!” she exclaims gleefully, “How could you string me along like that?”

“I beg your pardon?”

“It figures you’d be just as difficult as him,” she says, spinning around to snatch up her helmet before grabbing his arm and yanking him back onto the street. “You should have told him when you got here, he— Corellian Hells, is this why he’s been disappearing off into Hutt Space?”

Something in the Force tells Obi-Wan to hold his tongue, to let Bo-Katan guide him through the market as quickly as the crowds allow — some citizens even bounce out of their way once they get a good look at Bo-Katan. Obi-Wan’s been a Shadow too long to get lost even in a busy city like this, but he still has to concentrate to memorise the path she takes him, out of duracrete into clay and wood buildings that bake under the sun and whisper history far more alive than Obi-Wan is used to.

She kicks open the door to an ancient-looking cantina that Obi-Wan doesn’t have time to read the name of before Bo-Katan is dragging him bodily inside and shouting over the din, “Mand’alor! I’ve got your sur’gaankar!”

Something like terror lodges in Obi-Wan’s throat as every commando in the cantina freezes and stops talking all at once, staring at them in the sunlit doorway like the second coming of the Sith. Then all heads snap just as quickly towards a table near the back — all except one man lounging at the table who still stares at Obi-Wan with more than surprise, and this is where Obi-Wan’s entire mission falls apart. This is where every commando realises Obi-Wan isn’t whoever Bo-Katan seems to think he is, this is where they call his bluff and he blows his entire cover, and Quinlan is going to make dick jokes at his funeral.

Bo-Katan smirks and marches right for the man, pulling a shell-shocked Obi-Wan through the cantina until she releases him to lean over the man’s table— the Mand’alor’s table. Obi-Wan wonders if he can somehow make it out one of the windows before anyone grabs him.

“So, ori’vod,” Bo-Katan drawls, clearly far from meaning it affectionately, “when were you gonna tell the rest of the Haat’ade that you’d already found your soulmark, hm?”

Ohh, and there goes Obi-Wan’s breathing.

This “ori’vod” blinks, first at Bo-Katan, and then at Obi-Wan, and he just had to be attractive, didn’t he. The Force couldn’t give Obi-Wan one break and make him someone, anyone, that didn’t shine quite like he does in the low-light?

“I have never seen this man before in my life.”

Obi-Wan lets out his breath, mentally preparing himself for the whole cantina to descend on him.

But Bo-Katan just stares back at the Mand’alor and, Obi-Wan looking around at other commandos, everyone seems to be in disbelief of him, and not— not Obi-Wan. Which is just a strange cherry to top his already frankly ridiculous day, especially when Bo-Katan leans closer to her Mand’alor to squint at him.

“So he’s just some other ‘Vhett’, then?”

Obi-Wan licks his lips. “Bo—”

“No, no, I wanna hear what excuse he tries to come up with when we can all feel it.”

Embarrassment prickles Obi-Wan’s neck, and feels even less in control than he had a moment ago; he doesn’t remember learning anything about commandos being able to feel things about their leader, but to be fair, he can’t remember much of any of his lessons right now.

A Mando in gold armour across the table from Jango takes off their helmet, revealing a Rattataki that stares him down with a meaning far deeper than Obi-Wan is privy to just then.

“Mand’alor,” they say, tapping their first knuckle over the left side of their chest, and Obi-Wan’s neck prickles again.

And then every commando in the cantina does the same, tapping the chest of their beskar’gam and nodding towards Jango, as if one entity, as if they had rehearsed it; the prickle turns to a burn, Obi-Wan darting a hand up to his throat as something shifts in the Force.

Bo-Katan finally seems to be catching on that they truly don’t know each other, but instead of angry, she perks up and yanks Obi-Wan closer to the table. “He’s from Odos, he has no idea what’s going on,” she says as Obi-Wan stumbles over his own feet. “Congrats, Mand’alor, I found your sur’gaankar for you.”

Obi-Wan winces before he allows himself to finally meet Jango’s gaze, and doesn’t know what to make of what he finds: a curious sort of trust, disbelief but acceptance, and it’s only when Jango gets to his feet that Obi-Wan realises no one had said his name. That the wheat fronds over his collarbones and around his neck have never bothered him before.

That he’s probably going to have to call Quinlan to finish the job in Sundari.

Mando’a: sur’gaankar — “soulmate”, lit. “picture heart” from sur’gaan “picture” and kar’ta “heart” kih’vod —”little sibling” (’vod’ most often used in fandom as “brother”; ‘kih’ intentionally used instead of ‘ika’) Ka’ra — an ancient Mandalorian story, ruling council of fallen kings, “stars” beskad — traditional Mandalorian curved saber made of beskar. burc’ya — friend (also used ironically or sarcastically) Haat’ade — lit. “true child of Mandalore”, True Mandalorians (slang shortened to Haat'ad/e) Mand’alor — “Sole ruler”, contended ruler of Mandalore. Resol’nare — “Six Actions”, the six tenets guiding Mando life ‘lek — “yeah”, short for elek, or “yes” utreekov — “idiot,” “fool,” lit. “empty head” ori’vod — “big brother”, either older sibling or a special friend (used here ironically) beskar’gam — Armour made of beskar, “Mandalorian Iron” that was actually probably a steel alloy

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i-need-air · 3 years

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Hi! I was wondering if you could do Hawks with a support engineer s/o? Like they make his support items (not that he uses many) and upgrade his costume and he takes that time to flirt and make them flustered and it’s all really cute and fluffy

Ooookay, hear me out! I started this as some cute hcs but I decided I'd rather write a small fic since I somehow felt if would be better and ended up sticking with it in hopes you don't mind. I really hope it's what you wanted and that you like it 💕💞💕

Word count: 1.5k~

Keigo really didn't pay much attention to his support department; he knew he had one, of course, yet anything that needed to be tested by him would've had to be approved and re-approved by his higher ups, then passed to his side-kicks, and then, with luck it would reach him.

One day everything in his life changed as a request to test a new pair of goggles was placed on his desk by his secretary. His last pair has been smashed in a small battle with what seemed an insignificant villain so this seemed like the perfect time to test new prototypes.

He sighed, getting up from his chair in a stretch, scratching his stubble in wonder. Does he even know where his support department is?

You sighed, checking the tiny locators on your desk through a frown. The past few weeks have been exhausting to say at least.

When you first arrived at Hawks', The Hawks' Hero Agency as a junior support designer life seemed like it was heading into the right direction, yet as you reached your first month mark, the fact that there weren't any other junior designers started to make so much sense. Nobody payed any attention to the newbies, which was infuriating, degrading, unmotivating... but you had to fight through and not quit as the last ones did. It was a competitive business and you almost reached the bottom of the top, why settle there? So as your superior ignored you, you started learning more about your Hero's costume and it surprised you to note that he barely had any supporting items. Hell, even those goggles were... plain? He could do so much more! And as you made plans and started building, you made reports of all the prototypes created and jumped to send them to the higher-ups without even informing your seniors. It never hurts to try, right?

"Ah, finally, I've been running around in this building for-e-ver!" Someone said behind you, startling the living hell out of you which ended up with paperwork thrown everywhere.

You turned in shock already recognizing the voice behind you. Your eyes, wide as plates, landed on the man that you've been studying meticulously for the past few months.

Crimson feathers surrounded you as an amused smirk formed on his features. They started catching and picking up the papers surrounding your figure and gently placing them on the desk.

"Well, hello there~." He said, stepping in your office with curiosity, sharp eyes taking in his surroundings with just a glance then setting back on you.

"Mister Hawks." You cleared your throat and adjustes your apron.

"Mister? How old do you think I am, dove?" He said, shaking his head and laughing.

Ah, great, now I insulted my boss. You dryly thought.

"23, sir." he gasped, putting a hand on his chest.

"Sir?!?" before you could apologize, if there was something to apologize for, he continued in a dramatic way. "How could I allow an angel to call me sir? Please, it's just Hawks." He smiled and you squirmed in place.

You heard he was easy going, a very laid back yet lovely individual, but the way he called you any nickname in the book made your cheeks burn. You avoided his eyes, as they were intensely observing you, and cleared your throat.

"What do I owe the pleasure, sir—" you stopped yourself as he opened his mouth and lifted his finger to, you assumed, scold you "—Hawks...?"

"Oh? You don't know?" He looked around trying to find something, his face lighting up when spotting it. "I came to test a new pair of goggles, of course!"

It's then when you really took in the condition of your office. A disaster. The higher-ups sent Hawks there without even notifying you! You could've cleaned up! And they sent Hawks to test your goggles! THE OFFICE IS A MESS AND THE NUMBER 2 HERO IS IN IT TO TEST YOUR—!

"Oh, my god..." you muttered, not really believing it's really happening. It's the same reaction you had when you landed this job yet now it was turning into reality.

"Sorry to interrupt that train of thought—" he paused. "Excuse me, I don't even know your name. The audacity!"

"Oh! It's [L/N] [Y/N], sir."

"Hawks." His smile, which was heartwarming, never left his face.

"Hawks." You repeated, heart hammering in your chest even when being playfully scolded by your boss.

"So! What's a beautiful little feather like you doing in a place like this?" He inquired, obviously way too into the moment. Keigo could feel your beating heart from where he was standing and could clearly read your amazed expression. He guessed you were new in the department and gave himself a lecture about not coming here beforehand. With a sight like you he would've been in the support department every single day.

At the same time as he was taking you in, you needed to do something to keep yourself busy from his face, his voice and his words, so you turned around and started cleaning up a little bit. He called me a beautiful little what now? you panicked, dreading you'd bite your tongue or something when answering back.

"I work here." Nice one, [Y/N]. you cringed in place. But instantly deducted it would be better to maintain a professional environment instead of leading on what seemed to be just a flirty attitude.

"I can see that, yes." Keigo really tried to keep himself from chuckling. How could such an adorable being exist in his close proximity and he didn't notice? In any way, the blond felt bad for making you nervous so he deflected the situation. "About those goggles then!"

"Oh, yes!" You turned towards him with a smile, the excited sparkle in your eyes taking his breath away for a second. "First of all, I'm sorry about the mess, I wasn't informed you were coming—"

"Oh, we can change that from now on." He chimed in, earning a pause and a tilted head in confusion from you. "If you give me your number I could tell you whenever I'm coming! Easy!"

Have you ever had a moment where your brain stopped functioning for a whole minute? Exactly that happened.

"You could— ehem, you could tell your secretary to inform me before you arrive." You sheepishly said, still trying to deflect in the best way you could. He had such an ease to make you embarrassed, apart from the fact that you didn't know for sure if he was playing with you or not. Remain professional. Not like you could be as smooth as him anyway...

"Aww." He pouted.

"The goggles!" You jumped, trying to distract yourself from that sight.

As you settled them in front of him and started explaining every new detail about them, such as the new auto face-recognition they had implemented, voice command, personalized A.I. and more, he could only watch you in wonder. A few moments ago you were overwhelmed and flustered at his behaviour, which he wouldn't lie, he really enjoyed to see, but this confident person talking so passionately about their work made him beam. He took in your features, the complex words you threw at him settling in the backround of his mind as he noted he'd have to ask you what they meant just to have the excuse to get to hear you talk again and again. He didn't know why he loved the way you wrinkled your nose when you told him how hard it was to get access to the national database, he definitely didn't know why he savored the way your giggle made his good ol' heart skip a beat, he absolutely had zero idea why he was entranced by the way your lips curved in a smile...

Oh, he knew. Of course he knew.

"Could you add Spotify?" He found himself asking.

"... What?" You blinked stupidly at him.

"Or Netflix. Can you add Netflix?"

"I— What?" He snickered.

"Can you?"

"I mean, yes—" Did he brush off your whole work just to ask you to add Netflix?

"Great! Can you do it by tomorrow?"

"Y-yeah?"

"Awesome! How do you like your coffee?"

"Uhm, why?" You muttered.

"Because I will drop by and I'd like to treat you with coffee."

"Oh, that's nice. Thank you, it's—" you told him your favorite coffee in wonder as you watched him play with the goggles casually. Is this Hawks? A flirty airhead?

The goggles sounded absolutely amazing, no doubt of that, but he definitely needed an excuse to come by tomorrow, also giving him time to come with other excuses to return again and again after that. Something told him he had to see your beautiful face again and he was the type of man to trust his instincts.

"Okay, noted." He nodded to himself. "I'm sorry to say it's my time to patrol but at least I found a loop-hole to keep seeing you!"

How could one single man make you short-circuit twice in such little time span? Your absolutely baffled expression was worth a million bucks in Keigo's opinion and the adorable little lip pursing that followed was the cherry on top.

Yet what he didn't expect was for you to grin through your flustered expression.

"I'll add some actually good pick-up lines as a widget in the corner too, then." You shrugged.

And seeing Hawks baffled? Nothing else topped that.

#boku no hero academia #bnha #mha #noire writes #keigo takami x reader #hawks x reader

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thatanimenerd101 · 4 years

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It All Started With A Keychain

Paring: Shinso x female reader

Warnings: None, just fluff

Word count:1,888 words

Note: I know you all have waited for me to write for sleepy boi, I tried my best and this is the longest time I've taken on writing something. I spent almost three weeks writing and re writing. I hope you all enjoy this! My ask box is always open!

Tag list: @queensynderella @keigos-dove @tooloudarts @tryna-imagine @zyrielwolf (If you would like to be added to the tag list let me know)

Being a support course student was also your dream, and going to UA was one of the best things that’s happened to you. But being shy and easily scared was a downfall. You were also very, very short, making it hard to reach the tools on the shelves. Your classmates would also put the tools you used on the high shelves. It was all fun and games, you liked to climb. But it was hard sometimes, why? You were an exchange student from the USA, you begged your parents to let you go to school in Japan for the next three years. You hadn’t seen your family and you were getting homesick.

“Hey l/n can you pass me a drill?!” One of your classmates yelled, pulling you out of thought.

“Yeah.” You handed them a drill that was in reach. They nodded as a thank you. This week was the week all the students from the hero course would come down to modify their costumes and support gear. You knew all their faces, but was too scared to talk to them.

You were quiet and shy. You had friends but not a lot. You were also in the workshop, creating new support items for the hero students to try out. But today, a new face was in the classroom.

He was tall, with messy purple hair and soft eyes. He had bags under his eyes. Must be like you, you couldn’t sleep most nights, so he must have the same issue.

“Hey, I need this fixed up.” He said glancing at you, which you hid behind your work area. Your teacher Powerloader looked at it.

“Hmm, this took on a lot of damage Shinso. L/n come here please.”

You came out from your hiding spot, your hair in your face.

“Yes?”

“Do you mind fixing this up? It shouldn’t take you too long.”

You rubbed your eyes. “Sure.” You took his mouth guard amd look at it. “I’ll have this done by tomorrow morning. Well as long as you didn’t damage it too much.”

Your sensei noticed your tiredness. “Did you sleep last night l/n?”

“Nope! You know me, I can’t sleep even if I tried too.” You put your headphones on and gave a thumbs up. You noticed the boy was looking at you. He walked toward were you were at, your work desk. It was a mess, tools and papers across it. Along with a lot of cups of coffee and tea. You decided not to pay attention to the boy, besides you had work to do. Shinso just stood there and watched you. This was making you nervous. You took off your headphones and goggles.

“C-Can I help you?”

He rubbed the back of his neck.

“I’m just curious of what your doing?”

“Oh?” You smiled. “Well this doesn’t look too bad; however, I’ll need to order a certain type of martial in order to fix this up. So unfortunately, you’ll have to wait a while. All I can do is fix up the strap that goes around your neck.” You where comfortable taking about things like this but an actual conversation, was unthinkable.

“I see.”

You set it down and walked towards the large tool box. “Mei, I need a hex key!”

“Look in the tool box that on the top shelf!” She yelled back.

You groaned and grabbed a step stool.

“You need to stop placing the tools in places where other students can’t reach!” Your teacher scolded, some of your classmates giggled.

You were fed up. “I can’t reach this stupid thing! I’m too short!”

You didn’t realize the someone was right next to you. “Is this what you wanted?” He just got the tool box that was labeled with “hex Key”

“Y-Yeah. T-T-Thank you.” He nodded and you smiled sheepishly at him.

Once he left you asked Powerloader what his quirk was.

“Brainwash, he was training with class A and B today. He’ll be a fine hero once he transforms to the hero course.”

You smiled and then worked on the paperwork to get the material you needed.

At the dorms that night your best friend Mei Hatsume came up to you.

“Hey, what was with you and the boy with the purple hair?”

“Oh, nothing much besides I’m just fixing his item up. I have got more information on his quirk so I’m going to ask him tomorrow if I can add something to his support item. Well as long as it’s approved.” You smiled, and took a sip of tea.

“Is that the new baby you’ve been working on, the one that controls sound and can modify it?”

“Yeah, but I know it’s not exactly special. Besides you’ve built more support items than anybody here. I also was thinking about adding a recording mic into it. For spy missions in the future.”

“I’m just working hard and plus sensei banned me from going in after 4 o’clock.” You laughed at the one time one of her babies exploded in the middle of the night.

“Well I’m heading up to my dorm, I’ve got a good book waiting for me.” You grabbed your mug and said goodnight to your friend.

About an hour went by and then someone knocked on your door.

“Come in.” You just thought it was one of your friends, so your nose was still in your book.

“You dropped this earlier and it broke. So, I fixed it.”

You looked up instantly, and set your book down.

He was holding a keychain your mother gave you before you left for Japan. It had beads and a few other charms in it. It was old and has been in your family for generations. You were on the floor, trying not to cry because you missed home and that you almost lost a family air loom. You took the keychain from him and held it close to your heart.

“You’re one of the exchanges students, right?” He was sitting on your floor across from you.

You could only nod.

“I know your away from home but you’ll be okay.”

“I just feel alone sometimes, and that keychain is something my mom gave me before I left...” You continued to ramble about being homesick. You’d only been away from home for a few months and was starting to re-think everything. But he listened to you.

“So, I guess were the same, both lonely.”

“What do you mean? You’ve got a cool quick and you actually live here.” She looks t him confused.

“I didn’t come to make friends; I came here to become a hero. I assume your aiming to become a support item builder or whatever it’s called?”

“Yes, speaking of support items I was going to ask you about yours.”

He looked at you. “What about it?”

“Well I was thinking about adding a better voice box thingy, so that you cab change your voice better and more quickly. I was also thinking about adding a mic too. For in the future if you go on spy missions. I’ll have to built a receiver so what you record can be transferred to that.”

He nodded. “Impressive.”

You smiled. “I’ll have to fill out the paperwork to get it approved!”

Six months later

The two of you somehow become really close friends. You taught him about your culture and family traditions. You also become friends with a girl in class 1-B thanks to Shinso. But today something seemed odd about your purple haired male friend. He was avoiding you all day. So, you decided to bake him his favourite cookies and bring over the tea you two like to drink. Heading over to the 1-C dorms you waved to some of the General study students. You knocked on his door.

“Shinso, it’s me (l/n). I baked your favourite cookies and brought tea.” You smiled and waiting for the door to open.

It didn’t, so you knocked again. You decided it was time for payback, last week he opened your door without knocking. It was by accident but eh. You found Shinso at his desk with headphones on. There was knitting supplies on his bed. You took of his headphones and he jumped.

“Sorry about that. I made cookies!” You gave him the bowl of cookies.

“Thanks y/n.” He only said your first name when he was speaking from his heart.

“You’re welcome Toshi.” You grinned but noticed his face was red. You put your hand on his forehead. “Are you feeling okay? You’ve been avoiding me all day, are you sick?”

He shook his head no. “I’ve been training a lot; I’m just trying to catch up with the rest of the hero course students.” He had a lot on his mind and you. Oh god you just looked cute; you were wearing a hoodie with cat ears on it. He picked up a cookie and started to eat it.

“Well the tea I made should help you get some better sleep.” You smiled and looked at his bed.

“What are you knitting this time?”

He smirked and looked at you. “You’ll find out. I’m almost finished with it though.”

When he smirked, a pink colour was on your cheeks. You’ve liked the boy in front of you for a while but decided not to say anything.

Two weeks later

Shinso had texted you asking you to meet him in the courtyard. You were excited to be able to hang out with him again. Since he had been really busy the past two weeks. Once you got to the courtyard, you saw him sitting under a cherry tree. But it wasn’t any tree, it was your favorited one. Why? You just liked the way it smelled. You ran up to him and hugged him tightly.

“Toshi!” You exclaimed.

He returned the hug.

“Hi y/n, how are you?”

“Happy now because I haven’t seen you in like two weeks.”

He smiled and handed you a bag.

“Aww, you didn’t have too.” You smiled as you took at the small box. You could see Shinso grinning as you opened the box. Inside was a black knitted cat with a (f/c) collar. It looked like your cat you had back at home. You hugged the cat.

“Thank you, Hitoshi, I love it.”

“You’re welcome.” This boy’s heart almost melted because you had the biggest smile on your face. He couldn’t hold back what he was feeling. He put his arms around your waist.

“I’m sorry for what I’m about to do y/n but I can’t control myself.” Without giving you a change to respond he kissed you on the cheek. “I like your y/n, more than friends.” He was about to walk away before you pulled on his shirt.

“Don’t apologize. Now shut up and kiss me again.” You smirked at him. You gained confidence in yourself thanks to him.

The two of you kissed, it was amazing. Well until someone cleared their throat.

“So, this is what’s been bothering you Shinso.” It was Aizawa. “Glad you to know you two are together, now please, no PDA on the school yard. I’ll let this one side.” He smirked at the two you, he suspected that Shinso had a crush on someone

Shinso bowed and thanked him.

“So uhh, wanna go out sometime?” You asked sheepishly with the red blush still in your face from the kiss.

He nodded and held your hand.

#mha #mha x reader #mha x y/n #mha shinso hitoshi #mha shinso #my hero academia #fluff

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bellamygateoldblog · 4 years

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The 100 Aesthetic/Preferences Tag

Tagged by: @blodreina-noumou ty babe!!

This is a tag game about AESTHETICS, not content, plot, characterization, etc. Just keep that in mind.

Rank the seasons from favorite to least favorite:

2 > 1 > 3 > 5 > 4 (me, petty: *won’t even put 6 on the ranking*)

2 - I think 2 has Octavia’s best look, very ‘Grounder In Training’ which was really really cute lol. Then there was the beginning of Clarke’s desent into grime, from pristine princess to getting weighed down with the dirt of her own emotions and percieved obligations and I liked to see it.

1 - everyone is clean and baby-faced and it reminds me of a simpler time. Was a fan of guard!Bellamy hair gel and all, it really brought out the douche in him. This season has my favourite Raven (she GLOWS) and Clarke Sky Babe looks. Jasper’s goggles. Dropship site was iconic.

3 - I appreciated the grimy aesthetic of season three because they really committed to the Goin’ Thru It.

The drastic shift in Jasper’s look was something I really liked. His boyish features are gone and now merely a ghost of innocence remains, in it’s place we have a more mature, hardened demeanor in the form of facial hair and a lack of cute, floppy hairstyle.

5 - we got the spacekru ‘clan’ look! In previous seasons we’ve seen clans have markers indicating who they belong to, Trikru with their earthy colours and wearing leaves, Azgeda with their furs and white paints, and Floukru with their ocean imagery, and now we see the survivors of apocalypse in their bluish-grey space tones styled in a way that makes it absolutely clear they’re all apart of the same group. We see a new headscarf for Emori, still very much herself but refashioned. And no glove! She’s completely comfortable with her new family. The scarf was very unique to her character so someone tell me why after all this they completely threw it out for season 6? Oh yeah it’s because season 6 isn’t real, it didn’t happen, I do Not See It.

All the boys glo-ed up. Loved that. All the girls started wearing their hair looser, Raven has her two strands sneaking out of her signature ponytail- she still very much looks like ‘Raven’ but everyone just in general looks more relaxed, like they’ve had a breather. In terms of the world, I loved the stark differences in the three main locations, and every one of them felt haunting but in different ways. Ghost lands. The wasteland of 5 was almost reminicent of the desert back in season 2, now devistated. The bunker was suffocating and chilling. The valley felt weirdly sinister in all it’s colours.

4 - eventually everyone looked peak skaikru, no longer delinquents in their various multi-coloured bomber jackets, marking their youth, but fully-fledged members of their group. I liked the way s4 almost paralleled s1 in look, they’re all wearing the same colours, but while they are all technically clean, they still look less presentable and exhausted compared to S1. Bellamy, again, like in season 1, is in his guard uniform but it’s more an upgraded and more mature version. In a way it looked like we came full circle. And Clarke and Octavia both going back to a more skaigirl hairstyle was the cherry on top. Luna’s costumes are probably my favourites on the entire show. I have no idea how we went from costumes of such intricasy and consistency to...’what in the name of halloween store clearance sale is that?’ in season 6.

6 - sanctum’s costumes were literally so ugly i don’t even wanna talk about it please don’t make me do it...

ok i go

1) Controversial ik but Emori’s Prime dress missed the mark. I liked the addition of the cape, but, again, it was so bare otherwise. There was no embroidery, no jewels, and the accessories they did give her were clunky and looked cheap. It looked too prom night. She was supposed to be royalty. And she didn’t look like it at all.

2) Absolutely hated the fact they put a pound of makeup on each of the space sisters’ faces. And the fact they gave them all unnaturally curled hair. Meanwhile Clarke and Octavia still somewhat look natural and ordinary so...what’s going on? And why?

Rank Clarke’s hair each season from best to worst:

1 > 6 > 2 > 4 > 5 > 3

some thoughts;

Not a fan of her season 4 hair, and i can’t articulate my dislike very well but why’d her roots get so dark? She never had dark roots in season 1, this character is a natural blonde, and yet over the seasons they became progressively darker and tbh? It started to irritated me. Also I don’t think the cut framed her face quite right? SOMETHING okay? Something about it......

Rank Bellamy’s hair/beard each season from best to worst:

3 > 1,2,4,6 < 5

The real debate: Bellamy in the blue shirt or the tan?

They both look the same to me. lol. Blue.

Clarke’s blue dress or pink dress?

Neither. Both weren’t very good looking. If you were holding me at gun point I’d say blue, but the cut did the opposite of help. And if they were gonna have a moment where Clarke, oblivious to her own *ethereal beauty* and not like the other girls, walks down the stairs ready to throw her hair into a messy bun and get sold to One Direction, they could’ve at least put her in a more suitable dress. Something a bit more glamourous, sophisticated, something to justify the 10 people in the room staring up at her in awe. It’s such a casual, tasteless dress? And she isn’t even wearing shoes? She isn’t wearing anything shiny, she didn’t do anything to her hair. We saw what other dresses and accessories Delilah had in her closet, the yellow and pink soft-flowing, feminine classy dresses and the pretty headwear she wore in her own short time in the season. But you give Clarke, your protagonist, that unflattering one? One that she so clearly hastily threw on and headed out in? She got two outfit changes, while none of the other main girls got any at all, and they were both ugly LIKE what was even the point?

Favorite Raven season: Her season 1 baby face just cannot be beat, she looks beautiful. And I only use that word very particularly.

Raven’s ark vest or red bomber jacket?

how about that red popper shirt from season 4

Raven’s ponytail or her s6 look?

Ponytail. It’s Raven. S6 look betrayed what her character was about.

Favorite Octavia season: 2! I love the baby grounder look.

Octavia’s hair in s2 (the braids) or s4 (the ponytail)?

The braids just because they were more interesting to look at.

Blodreina or Skairipa?

Blodreina. Like I said somewhere up there ^ that whole costume was a breath of fresh air.

Favorite Murphy season: S5!

Murphy with long hair or short hair?

I appreciated the rat boy look while it lasted, but the short hair makes him look good, while his other hairstyles pretty much were just there to contribute to the climate of his character.

Favorite Monty season: 5. Bout time they made him look grown. He’s actually a pretty ruthless and passive aggressive kid, the fact he looked so sweet in previous seasons really tricked a lot of the fanbase into believing he was some tiny cinnamon roll.

Favorite overall episode: I’m awful at seperating episodes. I just can’t do it lol

Favorite scene of all time: I just don’t have the best memory for these things. I quite liked the reveal of Blodreina, the transition is takes from Cooper in the very first arena fight to current day, and it switches from blue to red, and slowly reveals Blodreina. The music change gave me chills. Everything about the scene just felt really dark and eery. I was uncomfortable. And I loved it.

Biggest wish for s7: Visually/aesthetically, decide which style you’re going for. I’ve said this before somewhere but Sanctum was a confusing mess of sci-fi, royal, prom night, and divergent amity. Pick one and get back to me.

I want a better designed world. I want all the set and costume designers to actually communicate and work together to make the world look like something professional and not a cosplay convention on a cheap set with a big paper mache castle.

Also I’d love for all the girls to not be all dolled-up. Give Raven her ponytail back, I’ll even settle for the low pony. Give Emori her headscarf back. And go get them all some face wipes. Maybe give someone other than Clarke an oppurtunity to wear something besides their murder gear. And maybe make that something actually good looking. Put some effort in. Sheesh.

I don’t follow many people and most of the ones I do are hibernating lol. I fully encourage someone to steal this. But in the meantime: @johnmurphysreddit @awesomenell65

#the 100 #tag game

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imma-dragon53 · 4 years

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One Piece arcs based on my terrible memory

I’m rewatching One Piece during quarantine. I haven’t seen the begging since I was in highschool watching for the first time, about 4 years ago. Decided it would be fun to go over what I remeber from each arc. so Here you go, the One Piece summery no one wanted!

Starting with log island, because I’ve already rewatched up to that point

arlong to the grand line

At some point the crew windes up at log town

this is where roger died

we meet smoker here, he starts chasing luffy

Buggy shows up he’s also chasing luffy

is alavida skinny yet? i think so

sanji, nami, and zoro are just going around town (ei I have no memory of their activities)

Ussopp gets screwed over by shop owners “preparing” for the Grand line

Ussopp gets into a fight with a little girl over goggles.

Oh Yeah! Zoro goes to get new swords, and finds a cursed one. freaks out smoker’s assistant

Sanji gets into a cooking contest, wins of course.

Luffy ends up On the litteral chopping block via Buggy

Dragon saves him

esacape log town

Crew gets to the upwards mountain

smash a barrel declaring their dreams as they enter Grand line

In the grand line

as they’re going down the mountain they run into laboon

Luffy fights him of course

They get told off by the flower head doctor (lives inside Laboon?)

Ms. wednesday and her partner show up, get in a fight with straw hats.

Luffy apolgizes to Laboon after hearing his backstory, paints the straw hat flag on his nose

Giants Island

Ms. wednesday is revealed to be princess Vivi by this point, they’re heading to alabasta

she tells Nami about log poses

Crew gets to Giants Island

meet broddy and groggy or something like that, they’re Giants

Broddy and Groggy are fighting, they don’t rember why

Mr. 3 and ms. thursday (I think) show up

Try to turn straw hats into statues, Zoro poses

Zoro cuts his legs to escape, but it doesn’t work

They escape, Broddy and Grogg send Straw hats flying of the island to thank them for resolving their fight.

Drum Island

Nami is sick

They go to drum island looking for doctor

attacked by residents, cuz the straw hats are pirates

Vivi smakes luffy, telling him violence here will not help, humbling asking will

get admitted to island

told only doctor is on top of very tall mountain

Luffy and Sanji take Nami up there

Luffy ends up ragging nami and sanji up the cliff of the mountain because ... I forget

Taken in by the witch doctor

Nami Is healed!!

Meet Chooper!!!!! Yay! cute boy, he a reindeer and a doctor

guess who gets asked to join the crew

Island used to be run by evil king, he had all the doctors

He’s gone now

Chooper backstory!

king comes back, gets beaten by Luffy

Cherry blossoms and Chooper joins crew!

Alabasta

Welcome to alabasta! Vivi’s home

it’s a desert

NEW CLOTHES FOR THE CREW!

luffy Head to town for water

chased by smoker

Portagus D. Ace!!!

He’s Luffy’s Brother!!!

Alabasta is on the brink of civil war, funded by goverment dog Crocodile!

Luffy and vivi argue, ends with punches and there are seals

Crocodile Fight #1, luffy loses

Croc=Mr. sandman

weird lady saves Luffy

onward towards the capital

Vivi Backstory with rebel leader and Croc fight #2 at some point

Ace leaves to look for his crew member

At the capital

Zoro fights guy made of blades

Nami uses new weather wand to fight a pokey woman

Ussopp fight a woman who partner can turn into a dog canon (wins?)

sanji fights....someone

Croc fight #3!!!

Luffy uses water and his blood to solidify crocodile

Punches croc from underground through the street into the sky

Vivi screams for the war to stop, there’s a bird guy ( he dies...?)

Straw hats resive thanks from the King

Crew gets their new bounties!

Garp shows up, he’s Luffy grandpa

Garp: “dragons your dad” Nami:

Coby: “ hi luffy!” (he’s hot now)

crew leaves alabsta, asks Vivi to come too

she says no

Skypeia

Weird lady from earlier was Ms. sunday Crocs number two. aka Nico Robin

She’s part of the crew now

crew hears about skypeia and the city of Gold

told is a fable

zoro and luffy get beat up in town and laughed at

Teach makes an appeance ( remember him)

The other crew that beat Luffy an zoro up do something that pisses Luffy of.

He destroys their leader in a single punch

it’s very funny and enjoyable to watch

They go to skypeia via a giants water spout

The merry looks like a chicken

Get to the white sea (clouds)

meet a a dude with a pegasus

Evade the bridge toll

they goof off on the isalnd a while

At some point they learn about god eniu, he got lightning power

Luffy decides to fight him

Eniu traps luffy’s hand in a giant ball of gold

Luffy uses ball to his advantage and sends lightning god dude into the giant bell

Back to earth

Ok I’m done for now may do part two later.

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kallura-icedcoffee · 6 years

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Are your still writing if you are can you do one as allura being in motocross competition and Keith being shocked he got beat by her

A/N: I don’t know a damn thing about motocross and had to do a tiny bit of research and if I still fucked this up please forgive me! Also sorry for the wait!

“You’ve got this, just keep your eyes on the prize. Don’tworry about what everyone else is doing. Patience yields focus.” Shiro pats himon the back while handing him his helmet.

“I already know I’ve got this, piece of cake.” Keith takesthe helmet and rests it between his legs as he straddles his cherry red andblack bike.

“Don’t get cocky, you never know, just do your best.” Shirowarns.

“But I am the best. The only other person out here who’seven remotely a threat is McClain but he still doesn’t have my speed.” Keithsays matter-of-factly as he slips on his gloves and pulls them tight.

“There’s a lot of new cats here who may give you a run foryour money.” Shiro smirks with his arms crossed.

“Sure…” Keith scoffs.

“Ok ok well then see you at the finish line superstar.”Shiro hands him his goggles and takes off.

Keith doesn’t mean to be arrogant but he’s been killing itthis season so far and he doesn’t intend to stop now. Keith dismounts thenwalks his bike to the starting gate where the others are waiting. He positionshimself between two riders, a familiar face decked out in blue gear, the otherin white with teal and pink. Their helmet and goggles are already on.

“Ready to get smoked Kogane?” The blue rider taunts him.

“In your dreamsLance.” Keith smiles.

“Sweet sweet dreams about my victory after I beat you!” Thebrunette grins.

They continue to shit talk while the rider in white juststares at them, seemingly amused by their banter.

Lance and Keith finally stop antagonizing each other longenough to get their helmets and goggles on. The race is about to start.

Keith takes a deep breath, clutches the handles firmly, adjustsand wiggles his fingers until he feels his grip is secure. He drowns out allthe other sights and sounds around him. He’s watching the clock and as soon as thatgate drops he’s leaving everyone else in the dust.

When that green flag flutters through the air he’s off andahead and as predicted, for the first lap at least, no one can match his speedor the smoothness with which he takes the jumps until…

Number 14.

The rider in white that was beside him at the start.

They’re gaining on him and in some instances even inchingahead.

It’s not that Keith has never lost in his life but it doesn’thappen often and now that he thinks about it, cause his mind is racing at thispoint, pun intended, has he ever seen this rider before? Does he remember theirname on the roster? Fuck what was it?

Arus? No…Alt…Alte…

And just like that the mystery rider has taken a significantlead. Shit. He needs to focus, get his head back in the game. He swears underhis breath and hunkers down and as soon as they come off a turn he accelerateshoping to overtake them.

They’re neck and neck and at one point No. 14 turns andstares at him, actually takes their damn eyes off the track and looks at him.

And they wave, a teasing little wave with spirit fingers.

They wave and he flinches in surprise and they speed ahead.

He can’t believe it and he growls and curses and rolls hishands forward on the throttle.

All he can think about now is kicking their ass, making thempay for that little wave.

But today would not be that day and when the checkered flagwaves and it’s No. 14’s back he sees he could literally spit fire.

No. 14 rides forward a ways past the finish line, out of theway of the other riders and brings their bike to a rolling stop. They stretch,tilt their neck back and forth, relax their body as Keith pulls up beside them.

He tears his helmet and goggles off then quickly composeshimself in order to play it cool.

“Thought you were pretty cute with that stunt back there eh?”

No. 14 removes their goggles and for the first time he cansee their eyes. The bright blue knocks the wind out of him. Next comes thehelmet and as they yank it upward massive amounts of white hair fall loose fromthe bun that was holding it together and it tumbles over her shoulders.

She flicks her head side to side, hair swishing back andforth likes waves before she removes a glove and runs a clean hand through it.

“Well I did think it was a little cute to be honest” shesays with a smile and an irritatingly charming accent.

Keith is dumbfounded, blindsided, stupefied.

She’s gorgeous, a bit of a smartass and she just totallybeat him.

She holds out her hand.

“I’m the winner but you can call me Allura, Allura Altea.”

Keith chuckles and takes it.

“Keith Kogane.”

“Oh I know who you are. I’ve been watching you.”

He’s desperately trying to act chill but his heart isfluttering.

“If you’ve been watching me then you know I don’t go downeasy. Enjoy your one win cause it’s all you’re getting.” Keith smirks.

Allura dismounts and hangs her helmet on the handle of herbike.

“We’ll see…”

“I’m serious, I will get back on top” he promises.

“If I’m lucky that’ll be your philosophy off the track aswell” she says with a wink before walking her bike away toward her coach.

Keith blinks, his cheeks start to burn, he feels a littletingly below the belt.

She’s going to be a handful, a thorn in his side for therest of the season.

He can’t wait.

#kallura #juniblade #ficsbyKIC #drabbles

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strawberryjun · 6 years

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one hundred reasons to love lee jeno

eye smiles !!!!!! hes all (∪ ◡ ∪) all the time

his we young hair !!! metallic and blond and Beautiful

"no jam-jeno" what a b a b y

hes actually hilarious trust the rest of nct just makes him look bad

his dancing !!!! he always tries so hard and I know a lot of ppl compare to jisung, but they have 2 completely different styles and hes amazing in his own way

in his joy interview when he literally did Not Stop smiling

baby dont stop dance cover with jisung

his fashion sense is really nice and cute and colorful

"manners make men"

when jaemin was trying to kiss him and hes all "no,,,, ,, , help me,,,, , , sa ve m e"

speaking of jaemin , ,,,, nomin,, ,, , icons

he named his airpods "jeno's shower heads" like honestly wow

the very beginning in we young where hes dancing in the front ykno and in go and in black on black: Powerful

his face when haechan called him the funniest member

his voice is so nice to listen and it makes his raps so much better

search up "60 seconds with jeno" and u will be b l e s s e d

when he was too excited during the go filming that he was running and ran into and broke the green screen

jeno was one of the members who could do a wheelie on a bike

he tried So Hard during the I love you game but couldn't keep going bc the smile :))))))

whenever hes disgusted by something and his whole face shrivels up and wow

his commercial with the milk when he was younger and the ~cutest~ smile I have ever seen + all the other cfs he was in

I talk about his smile a lot but during weekly idol when the host complimented it and he couldn't stop smiling UWU

such guitar skills !!!!

his eyes literally Glow like I was showing my friend a video and she now stans because the universe is actually in his eyes

his instructions on how to ride a hoverboard

whenever he gets excited it's so evident and beautiful

did a whole one legged spin on the hoverboard time to Stan

part of 00 line aka the ppl who are gonna take over the world

emceeing legend

is allergic to cats, but has 3 of them ?????

hes a taurus (like me wow our bdays r three days apart too !!) and taurus men r very affectionate and love giving gifts and making ppl happy so basically is the best boyfriend you could ever ask for

hes literally the lead rapper, lead dancer, a vocalist and a visual hes really Out Here

hes soft, and his face is soft and his voice is soft and Oof soft icon

he couldn't open the package so he just ,,,, ,,,,,, , ,, ,, started hitting it

"this is jisung" stabs the mochi

just think abt how much his voice changed in two years bro I'm weak

listen,,, , jesus starts with a j,, , ,,, and so does jeno,,, ,, , coincidence ??? I think not

on the most recent the show that hes emceeing, he did this lil eyebrow raise and he got so flustered and omg

he looks so good in hats ??? wow ???

at the end of the joy behind the scenes vid, hes wearin this rlly puffy back jacket and black cap and my heart: burst

he looks so good in glasses ??? not only like framed ones, but goggles too like damn

when mark, jaemin and him were singing go in the car and he just started screaming and made them all have a Chuckle

his beautiful white shirt in the go dance practice he looked so fly

doyoung being his number one fan (other than me, of course) and always hyping him up this is what everyone should do stan jeno

when he kept slipping during one of their performances and he just kept sheepishly smiling to himself I'm gone

dude when he was playing love yourself on the guitar and haechan was singing but jeno moved to the chorus when haechan wasnt finished the verse and the way he looked and smiled at haechan wow

his go photoshoot: Art

him in eye contacts (I mean he doesnt need them but mans still looks hot)

in the joy mv, his highwaisted pants thingy oof that was Good

whenever any of the members makes fun of him, he doesnt say anything and just smiles hes so lovely

he said he likes haek-no jam !!!! and that he wants us to remember him by that and eye smiles !!!!

his laugh is a sound from heaven tbh

he won the random dance because he is a dance legend !!!!

he always seems to look at people with the utmost sincere love I've never seen him mad

in the nct recording thing when the producer said that he sounded like mark and he just goes 'well that's no good' s a v a g e

speaking of the recording he sounded angelic and also he does like this lil turn right after he finishes his part and it's so cute he like bounces back bc he whipped around to hard

his face in the song challenge thing where he was focusing and his mouth was open and he was squinting and looking towards the ceiling

him and haechan pranked jisung but changing his bg to a cockroach no jam-jeno who ???? I only know prank legend-jeno

he always goes straight from his emceeing duties to his nct duties hes a busy loyal man

his fingers r so long ??? how

he looked like such a Nerd predebut ,, , but I dig it

during nct night night where he went on with renjun whenever he spoke he spoke so softly and beautifully and I Cried

ok but his body is really nice like wiki how to have a jeno body

that predebut vid of donghae taking pics of him and he like shoved him at one point bc of how shocked he was of their similar appearance but jeno just stood their smiling at him

theres this picture !!!! its part of the nct dream official goods photoset I think !!!! he has black hair and hes like pulling on a marshmallow and honestly Blown Away from the beauty of this boy (I'll post it l8r)

his hands r so so nice and I just want to hold them :(

his black hair !!!! wonderful !!!!

jAW LINE g u y s

k I already said abt his dancing but he just picks stuff up so quickly and hes so effortless but at the same time giving all his effort idk it's just Amazing

those polaroids of him and jaemin idk of it's the lighting but he looks so Damn Good in those

when they were trying to get the food using the grabbing machine and jisung failed so jeno just 'thank u <3' and proceeded to get three foods

that video where hes woth doyoung and he kept messing with him and slapping him

his color block sweater !!!! I love that sweater so much

the random faces he kept making at the beginning of the 00 live, the one featuring his tongue rlly got me

wHEN HAECHAN KEPT SPOILING GO SO JENO LITERALLY T A C K L E D HIM wow

that vid of him looking renjun then pretending he had nothing to do with it

when he thought that his wish wouldn't come true so he just ran around with his arm in the air

jeno grabbing marks leg and mark clinging onto him like a koala so he wouldn't fall while saying sorry for whatever he did

jeno looks soft but he'll kill u with his eye smile and strong arms bro

the vids of him and jaemin at school: Pure

that vid of jaemin speaking thai and jeno saying no when jaemin asked if he was cute

the thing he did with jisung where jisung made a buzzing sound and jeno pretended to catch the bug and when he shook his fist m8 I uwu so dang hard

when he played the crocodile teeth game with jisung and scared him and he thought it was so funny he had to lay back on the couch to laugh

I really,, , , love his eyebrows ??? idk if it's just me bu t his stylists must have a rlly fun time filling them in cuz they're already so perfect

his legs !!! so nice and long wow

the biting of his bread, almost as powerful as his dancing

jeno-imnida !!!

he always looks good but when he has those stupid filters it just makes my day

his cherry bomb aegyo !!

when they were waking up on nct life and renjun kept making that noise so jeno fell on top of him

on nct life when he was playing the guitar and just Setting The Mood

he said jaehyun was one of his favourite artists he just respects and admires nct so much

shoulders: Wide

hes an absolute god tier denim wearer

I think the question was something a long the lines of who would be the best emcee and they kept saying chenle but the whole time jeno was just in the back pointing to himself and trying to flex well guess what mOrk

sleepy jeno = clueless jeno =baby boy jeno

"jeno hwaiting !!!! hehehhe"

when doing the holding hands with jaemin his "I'll hold u like this, ,,,,, UAOOOoooOh"

right before the we young (?) performance markhyuck were arguing and blocking jeno fron getting to the front where hes supposed to be and so he just moved mark out of the way ICONIC 100. literally softest boy ever, loves his members and what he does so much and I'm proud of him and his no-jam there I said it

#well there it is folks #a full one hundred reasons to love jeno #these r fun to make #lee jeno #nct dream #jeno #nct dream scenarios #jeno scenarios

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writer-and-artist27 · 6 years

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Finding Kei

Note: The theme for this is ReoNa’s Rea(s)on from Sword Art Online Alternative: GGO. Because it’s a good song and the translated lyrics match the situation in my opinion. And look, I ended up using it faster than I thought. I don’t own anything or anyone except Tomoko. Davy Jack belongs to @unlucky-marine and Kei belongs to @langwrites.

Also, I think it has to be said now that Seaside Sibling Train takes place in the timeskip between S&S Chapters 20 and 21, since Tomoko’s 10, but some ninja are now 11. :p

Anyway! Please enjoy~!

“Explosions Around The Docks?”

Jack-nii was just as incredulous as I was when I recited the newspaper headline aloud from past his hand. Technically, I was reading the newspaper past all the piles of paperwork flanking his arms as always on the desk, I mean. Once again, other Marines were freeloading on him, to my own annoyance. “Tomo-chan, you weren’t supposed to read that.”

…Well, he was annoyed for a different reason, anyways.

Tomoko-chan.

I know, Hisako.

Outwardly, I tried not to pout. “I finished organizing all the photos you left for me, Jack-nii! I couldn’t help it!”

I did not want to vocally admit I was bored, but I’ll admit that I’m currently bored. Photography and paperwork can only drag on for so long until you can start to feel your soul sap away to all the words.

My Marine caretaker put a hand to his face, giving me a single, half-hearted look of annoyance through his fingers before he sighed and reached over with his other, free hand to pat my head. “It’s not something you should be worried about, Tomo-chan. I’m the one who has to deal with that later today, not you.”

Uh.

Hisako only snorted, rolling her eyes while smiling wryly.

“…Does it help that I was curious?”

Jack-nii only hid a quiet snicker. “Maybe!”

I ended up pouting anyways. “Should I be worried?”

This time, the answer was a flat and deadpan, “No.”

“Muu,” I mumbled instead. That was a definite sign that I needed to. Instead of voicing it, I ended up blurting out, “Is there anything else I can help you out with then, Nii?”

The nickname wasn’t even on purpose. It only slipped out in a strangely cute, high-pitched voice that was in turn a byproduct of boredom, so by the time it registered in my head, my face was already flooding with fire and Jack-nii was gaping at me. “T-Tomo-chan, did you just call me ‘Nii’?”

Frig, I just called Jack-nii by Sora’s nickname, and only Shiro has dibs on that, fuck, what do I say—!

Pfffffffft. Oh, Tomoko-chan…!

Hisako, you’re not helping!?!

“Um,” Outwardly, I was starting to squeak now as I took a few steps back, already thinking about finding a corner. Even in my kimono dress, the room was starting to feel embarrassingly hot and humid. “I-I mean, Jack-nii, you are like an older sibling to me, and Nii is a nice nickname, I think, um—” My voice was cracking. Frig. Hands, do not sweat on me, please! I do not need to wash this dress again when it was just washed this morning. “You’vealwaystookgoodcareofme, especiallyforthesepastsixmonths, sothat’swhyyou’reNiitome—!?”

There was a very, very long pause.

Jack-nii’s Marine hat nearly fell off his head, only barely staying on by the back strap as his ahoge poked up from the top of his brown hair. “Tomo-chan…”

Um. Why is he not reacting. Say something, please, like, “Don’t say that!” or SOMETHING. I hate silence like this!

Hisako was starting to cackle loudly, falling out of her armchair in the library while holding her stomach.

That’s it. I needed to find a corner now.

Covering my face as best as I could with my hair, I turned on the heel of my sandals to face away from my caretaker while discreetly looking around for the darkest corner in the room. Thankfully, there was a nearby closet. With a locking mechanism built into the door. That would work. “Well, I’llshutupandgosulknow, sogoaheadandgetbacktowork, Jack-nii! IGNOREME.”

I was already preparing my legs to run towards my new hiding spot when a chair was suddenly pushed back, and I could hear stomping behind me, like wha—

Big arms were already encircling my waist, and I tried not to squawk as soon as my feet had promptly left the ground. Yep. It was my caretaker. Being strong, tall, and able to lift me up without any problem. Aaaaaah. “Wooo! I caught a rogue Tomo-chan!” Jack-nii proceeded to cheer, and the heat was still on apparently because I was already squeaking in protest.

“N-Niii—!”

HAHAHAHAHA!

“Awwww, Tomo-chan, don’t be shy and hide!” My caretaker only proceeded to snuggle me, even with my squirming and all, and wait, was he used to this?! “It’s completely okay for you to call me ‘Nii’! You are my little sis, so why not?”

Even with the vocal reassurance, I still found myself sputtering from the embarrassment. Wiggling didn’t do much to help, because my caretaker was still an adult and I was a little kid trying to swivel around and face him properly. Aaaaaaah. Why couldn’t I go into a dark corner and sulk already? “B-But Jack-niiiiiiiii, it’s weird!”

And taking from another actual little girl who says the name so much better than me.

“And it’s adorable, Tomo,” he insisted with a large grin, apparently ignoring my current thought process with his reply, and gosh, when did he start swinging—

Surprised laughter was already leaving my lips as soon as my caretaker started spinning around in circles, still hugging me all the while. Adrenaline was pumping through my veins, and soon enough, I could barely think on anything else because I was just trying to hold on and hug back. Gosh, Jack-nii was strong. The Marine jacket really hid the muscles. “N-Niiiiiiiii! Q-Quit — hahaha — spinning me! I-I’m — haha — getting dizzy!”

Aaaaaah. Pretty colors.

Hisako was positively choking on her laughter now. She was enjoying herself too, I guess?

Jack-nii was still laughing with that large grin of his when he finally stopped spinning and set me down on my feet, only going on to hug me even tighter. Eh? “I love the name, Tomo, so you don’t have to be embarrassed.” From the closeness, I could feel his smile as the grip on me tightened. “I’ll be happy to be your ‘Nii.’”

Aw.

For some reason, tears were pricking my eyes as I nodded. The scent of his bandana was comforting, and I was already burying my nose into it to take in the sea while squeezing back. “Muuu.”

Jack-nii only snorted but hugged me tighter.

I ended up pouting childishly into his shoulder, because really, how could I resist him. I love Jack-nii. Simple as that. “I’ll still call you ‘Nee’ when you’re feeling feminine, okay?”

Jack-nii snorted again, but there was something affectionate in the tone before he pulled away and pecked my forehead between my bangs. “Of course, sweetie. And thank you.”

I tried not to flush red from the gesture and nodded anyways. “I-I love you, Jack-nii, so it’s no problem!”

Jack-nii only pulled away a single centimeter when I finished spreading all the apparent cheese in the room before something sparked in his eyes and it resulted in more hugging. I could’ve sworn I even caught a small tear in his stare before he was snuggling me again, and baaaaaaah.

At this rate, I would be worried about him even finishing work. Aaaaah.

Hisako never did stop laughing for quite a while.

The radio set crackled as the man adjusted the volume on his mic. “Are you all in position?”

“All set, Sensei.”

“We’re all clear here.”

A pause followed before there was a dry drawl of, “Obito, don’t start tearing up or something from the explosions, okay?”

Something bumped in the background. “OI! I-I have my goggles and eye drops! You don’t have to remind me, Bakashi!”

Then there was a sigh over the speakers. “Boys, this is not the time to be butting heads. I don’t like this place either, but we have the mission to worry about.” Another sigh. “We need to find Tomo, then get back as soon as we can.”

Rustling followed on another end. “Kei, let me know if you feel Tomoko-chan’s chakra anywhere, okay?”

“Judai-jichan, I’m right next to you.”

“Still, as extra insurance.”

The man at the center of it all rolled his eyes with a soft chuckle. “Judai, stay on track and look after Kei and Obito for me, alright?”

“No need to tell me, Minato. I got it.”

The mission was already a go.

“So, the explosions were around here… Hopefully nothing’s going to happen, but knowing my luck…”

Tomoko-chan. Do something. Hisako tapped Oblivion against the ground for extra emphasis. We can’t just walk in blind again.

Oh dear. I decided to speak up via tugging on his sleeve. “Um, Jack-nii?”

My caretaker slowly loosened his grip on the closest cherry bomb on his belt before glancing down at me with a more hesitant smile. “What is it, Tomo?”

“What are we…” I gestured to the area around us, teeming with ocean and the occasional bits of trash, grimacing at the smell of bird poop. “What are we doing at the docks? Aren’t these the same docks from the paper this morning?”

Jack-nii’s smile turned a bit more forced as he nodded stiffly, adjusting the brim of his hat all the while. “Headquarters called for Marine investigation. Wendy’s busy, and I dunno what the he—heck!” I didn’t miss how he cut himself off on cursing before smiling again a bit more naturally, “Leith is doing, but I can’t exactly leave you alone back in your room now, can I, Tomo?”

Embarrassment was flooding me yet again. “Y-You didn’t have to, Jack-nii, I could’ve waited back at the base for you.”

My caretaker only smiled and blew a small teasing raspberry at me. “But you would worry and then do something reckless, wouldn’t you? If not that, then sulk.”

More heat was flooding my face, and I let go of his sleeve to pout again. Apparently, my childish instincts were even kicking in because I ended up stomping one of my sandals against the gravel. “Niiiiiii.”

“Tomoooooo,” he echoed back.

Pfffft. That’s a loss, my dear.

My Nobody was getting a penchant of not helping at this rate. Darn it.

“Muuuuuuu!” I ended up saying finally, looking away to hide the red on my face. The white-pink lace of my kimono dress wouldn’t help anything. “Nii, you dork.”

Jack-nii snorted before his free hand landed on my head, patting it. “I love you too, sweetie,” he cooed happily.

Of course he wasn’t in Serious Mode yet. Or I just snapped him out of it. Somehow. What was I, a cupcake? How did he start loving me?

Hisako lightly tapped Oblivion against my shoulder. Cinnamon Roll.

…What?

Cinnamon Roll! You are a cinnamon roll, Tomoko-chan!

HISAKO, YOU’RE NOT HELPING!

I wasn’t expecting my thoughts to be jolted at the sound of a distant explosion. In hindsight, I probably should’ve expected it, considering how Ace-nii announced his presence before proposing to Leith-nee on that same day, but then again, we weren’t in Dressrossa right now and we were near the ocean, so where the hell—

“Tomo-chan, get behind me.” Jack-nii was already pulling out one of Marcy-nii’s homemade cherry bombs, and I could already feel a lump surfacing in my throat at the steel in his voice as I nodded vigorously, ducking behind his hand to instead hide behind his jacket. The Marine hat on his head seemed tighter somehow with the angle and his taking a defensive stance. I didn’t miss how he was also starting to crouch, like he was about to break out into a run any minute now. “Just let me know if there’s anyone around you who looks dangerous, okay?”

A part of me was wondering how he could still sound so comforting in my direction. “O-Okay, Nii,” I said instead, because there really wasn’t much else to say to that.

In a world filled with Marines, pirates, and guns, self-defense could only go so far.

BOOM, went another explosion in the distance, this one sounding closer than the one from before.

Hisako was already readying Oblivion. Tomoko-chan, deep breaths. Deep breaths.

I found myself gripping the hem of my caretaker’s Marine jacket while inhaling as much air as I could. Both out of comfort and for something to hang onto.

Jack-nii swiveled his head around a few more times. “Where are they—”

Another BOOM.

I couldn’t help the loud squeal of shock leaving my lips at the sound of screams in the distance, and Jack-nii was tensing as soon as fire started shooting up from a nearby warehouse. “Wh-what the—”

And then I could hear yelling. Very familiar yelling.

“TOMO-CHAN, WHERE ARE YOU?!”

Hisako nearly dropped her Keyblade. What.

My heart could’ve stopped.

Instead of saying something aloud, I poked my other Self. Hisako?

My Nobody answered almost immediately. What is it, dear?

I wasn’t the only one who heard that, right? Right?!

My heart was beating hard now.

Hisako immediately shook her head, long brown hair nearly slapping her cheeks in the process as her glasses slipped down to the bridge of her nose. It wasn’t just you, Tomoko-chan. I heard it too.

Then…then…

The idea had already latched onto my mind as the fire burned in the distance.

Jack-nii was completely at a loss for words in the outside world, though. “What the heck…?” Around us, other Marines were running, trying to get out of the way of the fire, but I found my feet frozen.

It can’t be… can it?

Then I heard another voice. A voice much closer than any other explosion today.

“HISSATSU: RAPID STORM!”

Even though my caretaker was tensing from all the chaos, I already knew who was yelling.

The name was almost like sawdust on my lips. How did they even get here?

“Papa…?”

Jack-nii was already swerving his head to look at me in disbelief. “Papa?” he echoed.

There was another close BOOM with the end of that remark, and then I was seeing someone fly out of the smoke. Technically leap, but as soon as my eyes landed on a blue Konoha hitai-ite and the gleam of a kodachi sword, my jaw dropped.

“KEI?!”

I couldn’t even make out Jack-nii’s shocked sputtering.

It didn’t even take that long for the mystery person to land a few meters away from us, crouching in a way akin to the old action movies, and once the sudden wind and smoke started to clear, I was making out a white-blue hooded jacket and messy black cowlicks that I wouldn’t see on anyone else.

Tears were already filling my eyes as soon as the person raised their head from looking down at their knee.

It had been 6-7 months, but she was still Explosive As Ever, apparently. Even when I was gone…

I slowly let go of the back of Jack-nii’s jacket to peer past my caretaker’s arm. “Kei?” I said again, my voice cracking. “I-Is that you?”

My reincarnation buddy, my bestest friend in the entire world, only stared at me with wide black eyes as her mouth took on a surprised “o.” Whether it was the reunion that was going on or the carnage around us, I wasn’t sure. But those black eyes and eyebags were definitely dead-ringers for Kei. “T…” the syllable was almost silent on her end as she continued to gape. “To…”

I wasn’t even aware something else exploded nearby until shrapnel was flying everywhere and Jack-nii was covering me in a protective hug. Even when squeaking, he didn’t let go until the smoke had cleared, leaving me to breathe in the scent of salt water from his jacket for quite a while.

WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON OUT THERE?! Hisako demanded angrily in my place.

For once, I didn’t have an answer until Jack-nii slowly let go of me, and once my eyes could adjust to the fading grey smoke and the newly trashed dock area, I could make out a head of two-toned brown hair.

The tears were spilling over now because there was only one person I knew who had hair like that. And the old navy blue ninja headband.

“P-Papa?!”

Oh. Hisako said quietly, lowering Oblivion.

Papa was already on his feet as soon as my voice echoed in the sky, and I didn’t even have a second to move before there was wind and he was standing in front of me. His eyes were glowing a dark red-orange and green, but they were already starting to fade for a tired yellow as he fell to his knees, his hands reaching out to cup my cheeks. The gesture made me feel like I was a doll he hadn’t seen in years. His palms were rough with calluses and perhaps some dirt, but they were still Papa’s hands. “H-Hime…” he breathed a soft and broken laugh as soon as he was making eye contact with me, my tears already starting to fall onto his fingers. “Hime.”

“Papa…!” Joy was filling my heart and flooding my veins with cheese and probably every other single warm emotion in the world, but I couldn’t find it in myself to move. All I could do was smile as widely as I could as my nose started to clog. It was like I was experiencing the joy of seeing Ace-nii propose to Leith-nee all over again, only better. “I-It’s you, Papa, right? It’s really you, Papa?”

He was nodding vigorously as the tired yellow in his eyes quickly faded for happy brown, a bright grin on his face. “It’s me, sweetie, it’s me.” And then I was being squeezed in another hug as something musty wafted through my snot-clogged nostrils. Even if my ribs were creaking from the grip, it was hard to miss the water droplets falling onto the top of my hair. Oh goodness. “Tomoko-chan…!” Papa choked above my head. “We found you, hime…!”

I was gone for way too long.

My vision was promptly shot too as I buried my nose into the shoulder of his green flak jacket. “I-I missed you too, Papa! I missed you too!”

I wasn’t even sure where Jack-nii was now, but soon another pair of arms was joining into the hug, and then I could smell a bit of ink and mochi.

“You doof,” Kei muttered angrily, but the messy black hair brushing my cheek was nothing to laugh at. She was here too. The heat wasn’t even in her words anymore as her chin bumped the side of my head. “Where have you been, Tomo? All the way out here?”

“S-Something like that,” but I was laughing, and it was the first time in a while that I felt free, “But I found you all again, didn’t I?”

Kei only snorted in disbelief but tightened the now apparent group hug as soon as Papa started brushing through my hair with a hand. “Yeah, right. It’s more like we found you, Tomo-chan.”

Hisako was smiling. She’s right, y’know.

The first sob was leaving my lips now in a happy choking noise, but I didn’t want to break down completely because my loved ones were here, and I still needed to address Jack-nii in the area. “I-I’m sorry for missing so much. B-But I’m okay, and I’m here!”

Kei snorted again, but there was a hiccupy quality to it this time as the grip on me loosened, probably for the sake of giving breathing space. “Go on, Tomo. Judai-jichan could probably use a better explanation than you getting kidnapped.”

I could vaguely hear the clatter of books falling to the ground in my head. Oh, fuck.

Even in all the emotions rolling through me, my mind still had enough coherence to squeak in protest. “I got here by black hole thingy!”

Papa and Kei were now pulling away from me to stare in disbelief.

“Um,” I said, because there was still fire in the distance from explosions, and now I could vaguely hear a loud yell of my nickname. Again. “Portal thingy?”

And whoop-de-doo, another second was all it took for another friend to barrel into me. I didn’t have to look up to know it was another member of Team Minato, but once goggles were digging into the shoulder of my kimono dress, I already could guess. “H-Hi, Obi.”

My Uchiha friend only let out a muffled cheer, lifting me up high before spinning around, and I had to hold back teary giggles. “We found you, Tomo-chan!” was the happy yell in my ear. “We finally found you!”

I politely didn’t mention his wiping his eyes with his jacket sleeves to instead hug back by winding my arms around his neck. “Missed you too, Obi. Missed you too.”

He cheered again, but I could already tell that there was a slight hiccup in the noise as he put me down, grinning. “You’re worse than Kei when it comes to trouble, Tomo-chan! Seriously, you’ve been here for the past few months?!” Obito then glanced around the docks before turning back to me with a teary eye and a loud and dry remark of, “This place sucks!”

“You all did kinda burn the place,” I pointed out, trying not to pout and/or deadpan from the exasperation of getting indirectly burned because the lump in my throat was still there and all. “Explosions?”

The Uchiha only jumped with a loud shout of protest. “HEY! That was Kei!” Obito then fumbled with his hands.

My reincarnation buddy, even when a few centimeters away, still had enough energy to look indignant. The eyebags helped her case a lot. “Don’t put all the blame on me.”

Nearby, I could see Papa put a finger to his ear. He was muttering something, but I couldn’t make it out because Obito was hugging me again, aaaaaah. “Tomo-chan…!”

Goodness, he was going to cry soon.

I patted his head, holding back the urge to smile. To think I missed this. “I love you too, Obi. Thank you for coming and finding me.”

He jolted for a single second before squeezing tighter, and I tried not to squawk because ribs. “Tomo-chan, you’re a doofus!”

“A-And you’re making it hard to b-breathe!” I choked out instead, because gosh, my ribs were creaking more now. How many hugs could I take at this rate? Ninja were strong. “Obito!”

Kei was definitely laughing now as soon as Obito squawked too and let go.

A long second of silence passed before Papa turned back to me with a more hesitant smile. “So, hime?”

I wiped my tears away with my kimono sleeve, both because I didn’t have a tissue on me and the nearby smoke was hard to inhale. “Y-Yeah, Papa?”

He then pointed behind me with his tanto, and the horror only hit as soon as his eyes flashed red-orange and green again. “Think you could explain the person standing behind you there? With the hat?”

I glanced behind me, only to see Jack-nii wave at me happily, apparently not minding Kei and Obito’s now combined glares in his direction.

Goddammit, Jack. Hisako muttered.

I tried not to blanch as soon as there was another WHOOSH of air. “Are we late?” said the newly arrived Minato-san. Another hand was then resting on my head, and I looked up only to see Kakashi give me an eye-smile of all things before looking forward, and once I followed his stare and landed on Jack-nii again, my heart was the next thing to fly out of my ribs.

Oh no.

“Not really, Minato, no,” Papa said testily, still pointing his tanto in Jack-nii’s direction. I didn’t miss how he extended his chakra to make said tanto into a large and threatening chakra blade. “Just in time for interrogations!”

Meep.

“I’m alright with that, Judai-jichan,” Kakashi added quietly, his hand still resting on top of my head.

Jack’s gonna die.

I don’t want him to die.

Do something.

On it.

I raised one of my hands and added a soft, “Um, Jack-nii over there took care of me? For the past 6-7 months?”

Kei was the first one to swivel her head back and stare at me incredulously. “What.”

“Eh? You don’t believe me?”

Obito shook his head at the same time Kakashi said, “Not even a bit.”

Jack-nii only grinned, crossing his arms behind his head nonchalantly. “I knew I would like you people!”

GODDAMMIT, JACK.

#Seaside Sibling Train #davy jack #hoshino tomoko #keisuke gekko #long post #writing #yuki judai #uchiha obito #hatake kakashi #minato namikaze #team minato #hisako

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bagelshitpost · 6 years

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incredibles 2

was so good. guys i can’t express how much i love this movie. it might just be me being completely tired but let me tell you i’m at tears rn (seriously they’re at my eyes).

the plot

the plot was amazing to me. i loved all the quirky lines. i’ve seen it about 4 times but forgive me if i type something wrong. lemme type my favorites

“it defines who i am!” i loved this one cuz it’s just funny

“there was an accident i knew it im coming home” this part was so motherly it was touching. and funny cuz bob was like ?? what you think i can’t do this

“I STOPPED A RUNAWAY TRAAAAAIIIN” god hellen is so cute how could you not like her squealing over her defeat

“you’re the girl with the water!” that scene...was great

“not even a little smidgey widgey” this part was so well done? i don’t know if i’m messed up but i love seeing people in distress in shows (not real life) and this was so real.

there’s probably more but i forgot

the animation

G O D

it was so amazing i literally can’t tell you how many times i wish i could pause the theatre screen to just stare at it. from the amazing backgrounds that look life like to the movement and action. the frizzy hair on ms.incredible was so well made and the skies and atmosphere??? the look when hellen was passing out? the ocean? the dirt at the bottom of the motel pool and murk on the ship sides? literally all the fight scenes and (this is controversial) but i loved the strobes. they were so heart racing and really added to the intensity of the fight scenes. which were so good. they had me literally worried for ms.incredible and sh*t. the part where she gets the goggles slapped on and she gets controlled? amazing. also evil ms.incredible is like an evil snake lady who will choke you.. freaky stuff.

there’s so much more but i just wanted to say this movie has instantly made it to the top of my favorites list. it’s so well made and i don’t care what anyone says i love it so much. the story the characters the twists the action it was all so good. if i could have a moment to just give a hug to brad bird i think he would have to peel me off of him because this movie makes me happy in so many ways. im so inspired by his work and thus added the cherry on top. i could talk about it for hours.......i..yeah...i have no more words. every time i see it i find something new to gawk at and you bet your ass im gonna see it again. going for 5-6 times.

#incredible #incredibles 2 #hellen parr #bob parr #mr incredible #ms incredible #violet parr #dash parr #jack jack parr #im so emotional over this movie #im like a kid in a candy store

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voyages-extraordinaires · 6 years

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Interlude 01

(Warning, the following chapter contains explicit sexual content between Nemo and Aronnax. It is not necessary to the plot, so feel free to skip if the subject matter makes you uncomfortable.)

The shower feels incredible.

It wasn’t a particularly strenuous day, but it was a long one. Even though the submarine is completed, there is still loads of work to be completed before we can depart.

The past couple of hours have been fairly simple, just fitting ourselves into dive suits. Unfortunately, I was conducting experiments when the underwater testing was done, but the boys were chatting excitedly about it for the rest of the day.

Nemo looked so handsome in his suit. I held my breath when he took off his brass helmet, trying my best not to notice the bead of sweat trickling tantalizingly down his neck.

I lean against the stall wall, letting my mind go blank as the water pounds into my back.

He’s been driving me crazy in the best way. On nights when I’m not completely exhausted from work, his vision fills my mind until I have to grant myself selfish release.

… That started becoming a habit of mine back in Saint’s mansion. The thought of Nemo makes my body awaken lasciviously.

If only the showers were private, I might be able to risk satisfying myself here. But they aren’t, so what’s the use of fantasizing?

I turn off the shower and begin to towel myself dry.

It’s really quite pathetic, how hot my body feels just from remembering him.

I quickly pull on my robes and begin the short walk back to my room. The sooner I get back, the sooner I can distract myself with the Harper’s supply lists, the sooner I can fall asleep.

But when I open the door to my room, I see that those same lists are already being examined by the very person I was trying to distract myself from.

This isn’t the first time he’s appeared in my room, of course. I don’t lock the door so he’s always able to access it. Truth be told, I think he prefers my room to his.

…I can’t say I blame him, either. To say that his room is sparse would be an understatement. No scientific mess, no paintings, no gadgets, even the map of Lincoln Island hanging on every wall had been taken down. It is completely blank save for a brass bed and white bedsheets. It’s like all of his passions exist in laboratories or mechanical beasts, and when he gets to his ‘own’ space, not shared by science… it’s empty. Completely empty.

It’s depressing to think about it, and the stark difference between the man and the room is emphasized when Nemo lopes over to me with a wide smile.

“I’m glad you’re here~! I was hoping to get your opinion on Impey Barbicaaaaaaaane’s proposed changes. I personally think it’s a bit much, especially since we’ll likely only be sailing for a week each way. But Caaaaaaaaardia-chan agrees with his changes, which made him even moooore enthusiastic, which made him even leeeeeess likely to listen to reason! Love makes fools of the greatest minds!”

Well, it’s a distraction, anyway.

I smile. “To be honest, thinking of supplies and weaponry and all this realistic stuff has been rather far from my mind, I’m afraid. I’m still trying to convince myself that it’s real. Seeing this amazing creation coming to life in front of me… sometimes it feels like it’s all a fantasy.”

I look away, suddenly feeling sheepish. “I guess it’s different for you, Nemo. I mean, you’ve been creating all these incredible things and mm—”

Nemo’s kissing me. Slowly, deeply, holding my face in his hands so I couldn’t pull away.

Eventually I have to push back on his chest so I can breathe. The smile on his face is so eager and bright, it’s amazing what such a small compliment can do to this man.

He takes my hand and lays his cheek on it adoringly.

“Oh, Profeeeeessor! I will show you that it’s real! I can plant such memories on your body, so your mind is forced to remember that it’s aaaaaaaall real!” he says. “If you juuuuust…” He moves his mouth to my ear and whispers. “Let meeeeee…”

I tilt my head so he can reach more of my skin. He responds, gently kissing my earlobe and down my jaw until he reaches my neck.

I shiver as I feel him smile against the bruise he inflicted on me before. Then, there’s a warm sensation as he begins to trace his tongue along the yellowing pattern.

“…Let me….” He repeats.

I let out a ragged breath and nod.

He giggles and grips my hair, turning my head so I have to look at him.

“Thaaaaat’s not good enough! No, I want you to say it… I want there to be no question… say that you want me! Say it so that anyone could understand! The whole world!”

He had sounded so in control before, but now he was begging. He was telling me ‘I want to feel needed’.

“Nemo… I want to… how can I say this…”

It’s hard for me to concentrate, especially as I hear him take off his gloves.

“I want us to be… connected. More than just our minds, more than just our… our love of science, I want…”

I barely had to mention science before Nemo’s smile widened into a grin, his goggles glinting in such a way that my entire body screamed ‘DANGER’.

It also screamed, ‘Don’t’ stop’.

“Thaaaaaat’s where you’re wrong, my daaaarling! It IS science! Everything that we will discover tonight is a testament to the power that science holds over all of us! Fwee hee hee hee… oh, there are so many things I will teach you, Professor…”

He puts a hand on his hip and leans over, adjusting his goggles so he can get a closer look at my expression.

“Now, then…” the corners of his lips curl. “What were you saaaaaying~?”

He’s so close to me, I can’t resist. I tilt my head and give his smile a quick kiss. “I want to sleep with you, Nemo. In all the different ways. I want… our bodies to be one… I want all of you inside of me…”

I trail off, my eyes widening when I remember something.

“I don’t want you to stop,” I continue. “Not for anything, but… but I don’t have any way to…”

Nemo produces a small bottle with a flourish and a giggle.

“Cyyyyyyyrene Smith is quite the chemist! She developed so that her workers can consummate their desires without worry of any unfooooortunate interruptions! It’s truly a triumph of science over our base animal instincts! So, dear Professor, shall we indulge~?”

He pops a round, cherry-red pill in his mouth before gripping my chin and pushing his mouth against mine. I quickly yield, enough for him to easily push the pill into my mouth with his tongue. I close my eyes and swallow before wrapping my arms around his neck, not ready to break the kiss yet. He hums in satisfaction, letting the tips of our tongues play against each other.

This time, he’s the one who pops his foot. I giggle, and he pulls away and rubs his nose against mine.

He quickly takes off his jacket and drapes it over one of the chairs, but before he can walk to the bed I stop him.

“What I said wasn’t good enough.”

I loop my arm around his waist and lead him back to me, pushing my body against him.

“You told me to say it so that the whole world could understand. The whole world wouldn’t understand my words.”

His expression is so cute, his lips are drooping in confusion but his eyebrows are arced with such curiosity.

I pull him to my height and quickly undo his choker, tossing it onto my desk.

I seek out his eyes behind his goggles and brush his hair away from his neck as I whisper, “Let me leave my mark on you.”

I pull down the collar of his sweater. His skin is so beautiful, soft and warm. I lean in and place my lips against his neck, gently roaming over the muscles until I feel his pulse radiating from his carotid artery. It feels good against my lips, and I open them slightly to taste his skin.

The reaction is immediate, Nemo wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me in deeper. When I begin to suck on his skin, he lets out a high-pitched sigh that could only be described as ‘wanton’. Encouraged, I bury my face in his neck, trying to the motions that caused my neck to bruise so beautifully.

But he can clearly still feel the hesitation in my movement, because he wraps one of his hands around the back of my head and whispers, “Deeper… please……”

I nod before biting down, and the needy moan that reaches my ears is all the reward I need.

Though, when I pull away and look at the rosy marks I’ve left on his neck, I can’t help but feel a little proud. It’s much lighter than the bruise he left on me, that goes without saying, but…

“Now everyone in the world can see,” I whisper. “Just how badly I want this genius scientist.”

I can feel how hard Nemo is breathing. When he pushes himself against me again, I can feel another source of hardness, too. It makes my body ache.

“Just from kissing…” he groans. “You’ve already made me like this…”

I take him by the shoulders and lead him back to the bed, laying him down. Before I think about what I’m doing, I swing one of my legs over him and sit on his stomach.

He smirks and lifts his knees up, raising an eyebrow. “Are you sure -that‘s- where you want to sit, my cuuuute Professor~?”

I grin as I begin to fiddle with the leather strap on his chest. “If I sat any lower, I wouldn’t be able to stop myself… and I want to savor every moment of this.”

“How cute…” Nemo grins as he begins to unwrap the bandages from his arms. “But don’t woooorry, I won’t let you run away after this first time. Oh, no, there’s too much we have to discover… we’ll have to examine each other thousands of times before we’re satisfied~!”

He sits up to pull the leather off of his shoulder, pausing long enough to give me a kiss on the cheek.

“How did you end up on top, anyway~?”

I yelp as he rolls us over, pinning me beneath him. His hair tickles my neck as he leans down and begins to undo my robe.

“H-Hey!” I exclaim. “That’s not fair!”

I reach over him and begin to pull his sweater over his head, but he won’t cooperate so all I can do is reach under the fabric to feel his thin shoulders and back.

He kisses down my collarbone, and I feel my entire body flush when he kisses the hollow between my breasts.

Then, he pushes the edges of my robe aside, leaving my body entirely visible in the electric light.

I quickly pull him to my chest out of both love and embarrassment. The closer I hold him to me, the less he can see.

It’s not that I’m ashamed of my body, and it’s not like I haven’t had lovers, either. But because it’s him… I feel like he can look right through me. My skin feels so red under his body, blood pumping to my extremities in preparation.

I shiver when I feel the metal of his goggles against me, and he laughs as he reaches around to undo them.

When he looks up at me with those beautiful eyes of his, I look away.

“Don’t tell me now that you’re getting shy!” the volume of his guffaw makes me jump. “Don’t you think it’s a liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiittle late for that?!”

Nemo sits back with a wide smile, looking over my body with excitement usually reserved for some great scientific discovery.

I can see his eyes darting over me, taking it all in. When I begin to cover myself, he quickly pushes my arms down back against the bed.

“Your breasts move quite beautifully when you shiver, did you know that~?” his voice is almost at a normal volume for once, and the quietness surprises me almost as much as the sensation of his fingers trailing up my stomach.

“A woman’s breasts… biologically they have very little to do with copulation, and yet…”

I clench my fists in the bedsheets when he leans down and takes one of my nipples in his mouth, teasing it with his teeth.

“And yet even I, a man of science, can’t help but be entraaaaanced!” he locks his mouth over my breast and begins to suck, and I can only squirm under his weight. He’s pulling at my skin, enough to make me squirm, but the rough sensation is more pleasurable than anything!

He pulls back to take a shuddering breath, threads of saliva still connecting my nipple to his mouth.

“You’re responding excellently to stimulation,” he pauses to wipe his mouth, admiring how his kiss made my skin shine with wetness. “But you’re still so nervous, aren’t you? You poor thiiiing… the chemicals in your brain are sending so many signals to your body. I can’t take advantage of your lust-riddled mind like this! Please, allow me to treat you with a scientist-assisted hysterical paroxysm before we continue~.”

Hysterical paroxysm. An orgasm. Though “female hysteria” was losing credibility in the medical field, I could tell from Nemo’s expression that he wasn’t above playing with the term.

“But, Nemo, if I finish…”

“Shhh~” he winks as he puts a finger to my mouth. “One of the greatest blessings that the vagina has over the penis is its ability to withstand multiple assaults without rest~! Please, allow me to take advantage of your body’s natural abilities. Your flesh will swell with release, and your nervous brain will be soothed… making it easier for both your body and mind to…”

He pauses to grin, his teeth shining. “… Accept me.”

He takes one of my hands and brings it to the front of his pants. I look down with a curious smile as my hand seeks out the heat of his crotch. I narrow my eyes blissfully when I wrap my hand around his shaft, feeling it harden further in my grasp. But… something feels different from past lovers. I feel a different sort of hardness there, too.

I quickly pull my hand back when my mind makes the connection—metal! Likely the same kind of metal that decorates his face!

I look up at him, dumbfounded, and he bursts into laughter, rolling onto his back with delighted tears in his eyes.

“N-Nemo… are you…”

He stares at me, waiting for me to finish the question.

“Pierced….?”

“Yes.”

His answer was so simple, I can feel myself staring at him quite stupidly.

He rolls onto his side and props himself up, motioning me to come closer. When I do, he wraps his arms around me and kisses me sweetly.

“So how abooooout it?” he whispers. “Let me satisfy you, Professor. So that it will feel even better when we’re finally united~!”

He lowers his head and kisses my shoulder. “Besides, there’s so much more of you I want to discover… so let me have a taste…”

His eyes dart down to my crotch, and I instinctively squeeze my legs shut out of nervousness.

But… that nervousness is what he wanted to remove, right?

I nod.

“All right… but… I want to see you, first.” I pout. “Nemo, it’s… not fair that you’ve been able to examine me so closely…”

Nemo’s smile is lopsided as he sits up. “That’s true.” He begins to pull his sweater over his head, and I quickly climb into his lap, leaning down to kiss his abdomen as it’s exposed.

“I’ve wanted to do this for so long…” I whisper as I continue to kiss up his torso, pausing to feel his stomach move with each deep breath. Then, as he finally pulls the sweater over his head and tosses it aside, I run my tongue from one nipple to the other before mimicking his cruel sucking.

He laughs and tilts his head, brushing my hair away from my face so he can watch me.

His skin feels so soft and fragrant, you would never guess it from the busy schedule he keeps but he clearly puts a lot of effort into beauty. The lavender oil on his skin intoxicates me in ways I never thought it would.

I curse into his skin as I fumble with his belt buckle. When he laughs I look up at him and mutter, “Are you going to help me, or are you getting off on watching me?!”

He gives me a wink. “Aren’t the best discoveries made after a bit of struuuuuggle~?” But he finally helps me in undoing his belt. Without warning, he quickly shoves down his pants, kicking them and his boots off the side of the bed in one fluid motion.

When he leans back, I dare to look down.

“O-Oh…”

I’m not sure whether it’s the penis itself or the glinting metal that catches my attention first.

Even though it’s not fully erect, his foreskin has pulled back to show its head, dark and red from engorgement. I look up at him to get permission, and he just looks at me with a proud smile.

I reach out and gently put my fingertips to it, lifting it up so I can get a better look at his piercings.

There are three golden barbells on the underside of his shaft, styled in such a way that they look like the rungs of a ladder. Then, his foreskin is pierced with a lovely ring, and the thought of it rubbing against my insides makes my labia throb.

I begin to pet it without really realizing what I’m doing and soon it begins throbbing against my palm.

“I want a taste, too,” I say as I lean down to get a closer look.

“Not faaaaair…” Nemo whines. “I wanted to do it first~!”

But he doesn’t stop me as I gingerly cup his scrotum, relishing its weight against my palm. With my free hand I begin to stroke the upper side of his shaft, the one free of piercings. Honestly, I’m a little too nervous about hurting him to give him a proper handjob, but I make up for it by bringing my lips to his frenulum and giving him a soft kiss.

It’s so hot, I can’t stop myself from continuing my curious kisses, smiling as I feel his foreskin retract more and his penis stiffen to full attention.

“Sensitive, aren’t you?” I coo as I begin to drag my mouth down the underside, kissing him down his ‘ladder’ and gently beginning to suck on the base.

His only response is a needy moan.

I slowly run my tongue from base to tip, stopping only to flick my tongue against his ring. I carefully take the piercing in my mouth and hum, and the vibrations make Nemo arch his back.

“G-Gently…” he stammers, and I pull back. A bead of clear pre-seminal fluid has begun to dribble from his urethra, and I quickly begin to kiss it away. I lick the saltiness from my lips before kissing the tip. “May I?” I dart my tongue out against his urethra, finally brave enough to lock eyes with him.

This time, he’s the one who looks away.

“I’d love nothing more than that…” he pauses to suck in a breath. “B-But… I don’t know how long I’d last… the thought of filling your warm mouth would be a temptation I just couldn’t ignore….”

I feel like I’m in a daze as I slowly slide the head of his penis into my mouth. The heat is incredible, and I let out a disappointed moan as Nemo pulls my head back.

My brain is so foggy, all I can do is hungrily watch him throb.

“You… don’t get… to finish me… thaaaaaaaaaaat easily….!!” His smile is crazed, and I shiver as he leans in and licks my lips, tasting himself on me. Then he kisses me, laying me down on the pillow in a gentle motion that doesn’t match the expression on his face.

He kisses my knuckles, my fingertips, my palms, and then makes sure that I’m watching him as he lowers himself to nibble on my stomach, making me twitch with each light pinch of his metal teeth. Then, with a final bite he spreads my legs and hoists them up so my knees are in the air.

I cover my eyes with my arm, not wanting to look.

“What’s wroooong?” Nemo quickly jumps back up and pushes my arm away, looking at me with a worried expression. He’s so cute that I have to reach up and touch his cheek to reassure him. He leans into it adoringly, still looking at me for my answer.

“N-Nothing, I just…” I laugh. “It … it feels like I’m being examined…”

His worried expression disappears, and he joins me in my laughter.

“You are, darling, you are! But don’t worry… I won’t experiment on you without telling you ex-act-ly what I plan to do first,” his lecherous grin returns as he speaks. He lowers himself back down between my legs, and my body spasms when he runs his knuckles against my vulva.

“You’re already so engorged…” he giggles, but then his voice lowers. “Did touching me turn you on that much~?”

I decide to throw the embarrassment right back at him: “Yes, it did.”

His eyes widen and his cheeks redden, but he clears his throat before leaning back down between my legs. He spreads my labia with his thumbs, playing with the puffy skin and lightly blowing on it.

“What—what do you even plan on doing?” I ask, shivering at the sensation of his hot breath.

He looks up at me, though all I can see are his arched eyebrows.

“I toooold you, I want a taste… and don’t you dare try to stop me! You need assistance with a hysterical paroxysm.”

He lifts himself back up to kiss my pelvis before sticking his tongue out playfully.

“You’re beautiful.”

Two simple words. Words that I hadn’t heard anyone say to me in years.

They affect me so much, and the only thing I can think of in response is: “So are you.”

He just smiles happily at me before kissing down the outside of my labia, soft and chaste compared to what I expected. Somehow, these teasing touches drive me crazy, and I arch my hips in hopes that he’ll get the message.

He does get the message, but instead of doing what I ask, he moves his head to the side and begins sucking on my inner thigh.

“Maybe I should leave my marks down here, too… where no one else can see…”

I suck in my breath when takes one of my outer lips into his mouth and tugs on it, lightly grinding on the skin until I wince. He lets the flesh go with a ‘pop’ before licking over the bruise that’s surely begun forming.

Then he pulls my labia apart again and finally begins to roam over the flesh it protects with the tip of his tongue.

“Slightly bitter…” he muses, almost to himself. “But so warm and soft…”

“You don’t have to say things like that!” I sit up to glare at him, but he just buries his face in-between my legs and laughs. When I feel him begin to lick along my inner labia, I slowly sink back into the pillow.

He’s clearly done this before. He’s hitting so many amazing spots, licking from my perineum up to just below my clitoris. He always hesitates, teasing me, breathing on that most sensitive part on my body before ducking back down.

“Ne… Nemo, please…”

“Hmmm~?” his voice is lilting. “Getting a little impatient, are you? Don’t you knoooooow how much better something feels if you have to wait for it…?”

I lean my head back and groan when I feel him rub the pads of his index and middle finger on either side of my clitoris, not close enough to touch it, but close enough to stimulate the surrounding nerves.

“Hmm, this has potential, though…”

“Nemo, what are you--?”

He shushes me before gently running his fingers over my clitoral hood.

“Oohhhhhh--! Yes, the skin here is perfect~!”

I’m not quite sure I understand why he has a sudden fascination with my clitoral hood (especially since my clitoris is throbbing for his attention). Still, it isn’t an unpleasant sensation when he tugs at the skin.

“Hmmm~ yes, yeeeees indeed! Perhaaaaaaps after this voyage, I’ll be able to give you a permanent mark here…! Yes, a pretty piece of jewelry, for my eyes ooooonly…”

My eyes snap open in realization.

“I really… I really don’t think I’ll be ready for anything like that…” I stammer.

Nemo pouts. “Hmm~ a shame, really… but I suppose such a reaction is expected from my Polly-chan… oh, well…”

He licks his thumb and finally runs it over the tip of my clitoris. I push my hips up, letting out a pleased sigh as he begins to teasingly rub it between his wet fingers.

I’m not sure how much longer I can stop myself, especially when he pushes his thumb against my perineum. The nerves there are connected to the clitoris, and I can practically feel it swell as he finally, finally begins to slowly lick it.

“Don’t stop, Nemo…” I begin to slowly move my hips in time with his licks, and he responds by taking my clitoris in his mouth and sucking on it.

I prop myself up on my elbows, lust clouding my mind enough to allow myself to burst through my shame in order to watch him pleasure me.

He notices this and looks up at me, inhaling my scent deeply with a wide smile. Then, he props himself up and comes closer to me.

“Wait, I haven’t finished…”

“Oh, I know~” Nemo grins and tilts my chin back before bringing his fingers to my lips. I lock eyes with him before taking his index finger in my mouth, wrapping my lips tight around it and taking it all the way down to the base.

“That’s it…” he says. “Make sure you get it nice and wet for me, hmm~?”

I get an idea about what he’s trying to do, so I do the same thing to his middle finger, taking it in deep. He smiles and ruffles my hair with his free hand before moving back down between my legs.

“It’s fun to sometimes get the specimen to help, you seeeeee?” he giggles before rubbing those wet fingers against my vaginal entrance.

“Now, let’s see how this feels…” he puts his lips over my clitoris again before sliding his two fingers inside me.

“Oh my god…” I groan.

“Fwee hee hee… you can call me that if you waaaaaaaant, but it won’t make me go any easier on you~!” He gives me a quick lick before going back to sucking on the most sensitive part of my body.

Nemo’s inside of me. That same hand that built the Nautilus, that brought London to its knees is now flexing its fingers, curling them and rubbing at sensitive nerves, spreading them apart to see just how wide I can open for him.

It’s a little embarrassing how quickly I’m reaching the edge, but I keep on watching. I can see how slick his fingers and face are from the lubricants my body is producing, eager to welcome him inside.

He pulls his fingers out to admire how wet they are, and I cry out in agitation.

He looks a little surprised at how forceful I sound, but he laughs at how pitiful he’s made me before giving me the attention I’m craving.

My breathing is becoming more labored, and my body begins to spasm in anticipation. Finally, he slides a third finger inside of me and uses his other hand to apply pressure to my perineum and anus. The full coverage of his affections, from my clitoris all the way down, is what makes my orgasm so powerful that the edges of my vision go white.

I grit my teeth and seize, my body going through wave after wave of amazing delirium. I can hear how sloppy I’ve become, his fingers still sliding in and out with ease as I finish.

I don’t know how long it is before I finally collapse back on the pillow, my heartbeat pounding in my ears.

Nemo sits up and rubs his jaw, murmuring, “That was… faster than I expected…”

“It’s been awhile since I’ve been with a man,” I admit. “Maybe I was just more sensitive… but, the more likely answer is that it’s because it was you, Nemo.”

“If you keep on saying cute things like that, you’ll make me bluuuuuuuuush~!”

I didn’t have the heart to tell him that he had been blushing all night.

“But, Polly-chaaaaaan… do you think you’re ready?”

I look down at his erection, still standing tall and twitching in anticipation. Even though I already orgasmed, I can feel myself beginning to salivate at the sight of it.

I spread my legs again and hold my arms out for him as an invitation.

He leans down and kisses one of my offered hands before pulling my hips towards him and positioning himself. With a wicked smirk he rubs the tip of his penis against my sensitive clitoris, and my legs begin to spasm again.

“Couldn’t resiiiiist!” he lilts. “You’ll forgive me, won’t you~?” He nudges his head against my vaginal entrance and sucks in his breath.

We’re holding each other’s gazes as he enters me.

Every nerve lining the walls of my insides scream in delight as his penis slides inside with ease. So this incredible sensation is why he wanted me to orgasm first--!

I can feel his piercings, too, it’s fantastic. I can only imagine how wonderful it would feel if he were taking me from behind, the metal rubbing against the more sensitive of my vaginal walls.

But as he lays down on top of me, all I can think about is how perfect it is for his body to be on mine. I wrap my legs around him as he settles into position.

“Stay… stay still for just a moment…” I breathe.

He tilts his head. “Does it hurt?”

I shake my head. “I want… I just want to focus on the feeling of us together like this, connected.”

He leans down and licks away a tear I didn’t even realize I had shed.

It’s so hot inside of me. I can feel my vagina squeezing down on him, eager to accept his lovemaking. But for just a moment longer, I want to savor of him deep inside of me.

He brings his lips back to mine and kisses me gently, our mouths barely touching.

Finally, I bury my head in his neck and nod. “N-Now…”

I can practically see stars when he gives me his first thrust.

It’s not just our genitals, our entire bodies are grinding against each other as we begin this ritual that is the basis of my entire line of study.

Nemo props himself up on his elbows so he can thrust in deeper, and I lift my hips so my entire vulva can be stimulated by his skin and scrotum. My body is shaking, already exhausted and overloaded from my first orgasm of the night.

But he’s relentless, just like I want him to be. I can feel his tip nudging my cervix with each thrust—it’s a strange sensation, but both the pressure and the knowledge that it’s because he’s so deep inside of me is an incredible turn-on.

“P-Pauline…!”

He’s begun panting, his voice hitching in his throat and escaping in needy moans and gasps.

He pulls my hips up so he’s in as deep as he can be, grinding exquisitely against me. When he gives another thrust, my second orgasm makes me convulse with such ferocity that I’m clinging to Nemo with all of my strength.

“Alreaaaaady?” he smiles down at me. “Poor little professor, I’ve just begun…!”

He slides out and turns me over before hugging me, both of us on our sides. He clamps his mouth down over my throat before lifting my leg up and penetrating me from behind.

I knew the pressure of his piercings rubbing against me would be amazing, but this is too much! I moan so loudly that I clap my hand over my mouth to stop the sound from escaping.

Nemo, as expected, won’t have any of that. He yanks my hand away from my mouth and kisses my wrist, still thrusting deep inside.

“Let—them—heaaaar!!”

I cry out his name, but the sound is drowned out by his mad cackling.

He’s thrusting with such force that his scrotum is slapping my vulva, sending shockwaves of my own madness through me.

I try to grip at the bedsheets, but in this position it’s easier for me to grip his arm, and I dig my nails into his skin in an attempt to hold on to my mind. I can feel his penis harden even more, signaling to me just how close he is.

He buries his head in my shoulder and moans deeply as the first wave of his orgasm hits him. His penis pulses inside of me, and this sensation coupled with the intimate warmth of his semen is what gives me my third orgasm of the night.

Nemo is clinging tightly to me, his body trembling from the force of his orgasm.

My heart is pounding as the waves finally die down, and both of us lay there in blissful silence.

My body is heavy, I can hardly move.

“Was that…” Nemo finally groans. “Was thaaaaaaat a third time…?”

I’m too weak to even answer, so I just nod despite my embarrassment.

He laughs, his voice finally beginning to grow hoarse from exhaustion.

We lay there in silence before I finally mutter: “I can’t move… I think I would fall if I tried to stand up…”

Nemo kisses me on the shoulder before slowly pulling out and swinging his legs over the side of the bed, standing up to turn out the light.

“You’re not leaving, are you?” I sleepily roll over to look at him, and yelp when he uses what little energy he has remaining to drape himself on top of me.

“No…” he smiles. “I’m staying here for as long as I can… my cute… cute professor… all mine… just… mine…”

His voice begins to slow, and it isn’t long before he begins to snore deeply.

I whisper an apology to Cardia in the room next door before I close my eyes and let sleep take over my exhausted body.

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