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blueparadis · 7 months

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╰┈➤ LOCKSMITH ✦ RIN ITOSHI.

⟣ ──┈ · · · + synopsis ➢ At an after-party of a match when Rin comes to know that you are looking for a suitable candidate to pop your cherry, he decides to help solely because he needs to blow off some steam too.

⟣ ──┈ · · · + cw ➣ soccer player!pleasure-dom!rin itoshi x ceo!sub!female!reader, little angst, flirting, obsessive and toxic tendencies, éxplicit smut { s/d dynamics, s/m dynamics, foreplay, nipple stimulation, m→f oral acts. overstimulation, orgasm control, orgasm denial ( 3 times sorta pain play), f!ngering, cunnilingus.} aftercare; 2,1k word count. | blog navigation + koct’23 masterlist. |

“Need help?” Rin asks as your hands keep fidgeting with the buckle of his belt. His knees were wide apart from each other as much as possible to provide you the space you require to sit in between his legs in the W-position on the carpet floor. The air conditioner is on but still, it is getting blamed for not doing its job properly.

“Oh.Right.” he drawled. “I haven't asked you,” His arm extended to chin-up your face. “Your name,” He did not even have to lean forward to touch you. “What’s your name?” Your hands were still resting on his inner thigh, eyelids blinking slowly yet with pressure, forming creases in your forehead. Rin was right. You should not have had so many drinks, especially when you are about to get laid. “C’mon, you know mine already,” he added running his thumb over your tightly sealed lips.

“Cherry,” you muttered and at the very next moment, a teeth-flashing grin spread from ear to ear across his face. Rin leaned forward, dipping his face halfway. A throaty chuckle escaped from his mouth before it asked the same question again. “Alright. Cherry, what's your real name?” There are still some inches between his lips and yours but the night lighting of the room makes him seem closer; jocking down a bit further he whispered.“What’s the name I should moan when I'm inside you?”

You licked your dry lips feeling the proximity of his face unbearable. “I have. many,” you started off with a tiny smile as his hands slowly moved underneath your cheeks tickling you, rubbing your cheeks, playing with your hair strands. “Umm...but you can call me— pretty, angel, princess. . .” You uncurled your finger from a fist, one by one as you kept going on. Unlike your ex-boyfriend and vapid hook-ups, he is actually attentive or at least has the decency to be or maybe he is just another hot guy taking pity on you. He pauses you by grabbing your palm in his, lowering it to meet your gaze but you do not look up at him. Instead, a short-lived gasp leaves your mouth, eyebrows jump, and eyes widen at how his hands wrapped around yours perfectly.

Your lips remain parted from each other, eyes still lingering on his hands, fingers that are gradually filling the gaps in between yours Rin regrets his decision. He regrets not dragging you out of the bar sooner. Shit! You are so wasted. How long have you been drinking while sitting at the lonely corner of the bar? Maybe long before he showed up. If he did not get bored with his own match after-party you would have been too wasted to go home or come to your room in this multiplex.

Whatever little time he spent with you at the bar, you had complained to him how your ex-boyfriend treated you and dumped you a week ago. A perfect candidate to hit. According to him, one night stands should always be like an open and a shut case, even better when no past details regarding either of the party are shared, or pitied upon. But when you mentioned ex-boyfriend and a certain familiar name, Isagi Yoichi in the same sentence with tears in your eyes and trembling lips Rin was too tempted to give up the little birdie he caught in his cage of charms.

He should have walked away and let you down humbly instead of dragging you to the room. Still, he is glad that you already have a room booked here, otherwise, he would have to take you elsewhere. He never takes a girl to his reserved room, either he hits a pub or a bar if he has to blow off some steam. Truth be told, he is not a good guy, not good enough not to take advantage of drunk girls.He has never done it before, but he has thought of doing it. And in his defense, it was you who kept — damn it! Why is he thinking like a horny teenager?

Rin tucks a few of your hair strands behind your cold earlobes. He notices a heart-shaped pendant with a keyhole in between your collarbones. Damn! Isagi did quite a number on you. The key locket that he saw hanging from Isagi's pocket a few weeks ago must be yours.

“Y/N.” You blurt out peering at him. Your lyre of a voice borrowed in his mind making him arch his head, lips following the lead suggesting he registered your answer. But you were not done yet. “Y/N. . .”

“Y/N Mikage.”

Another brick in the wall. He is utterly fucked. Not only you are the ex-girlfriend of his rival player but also sister to Reo; Reo Mikage. He had a feeling he saw that pretty face of yours somewhere. He remembers it now, clear as a day. You are the CEO of Mikage Corporation given Reo has zero interest in becoming one. He even remembers being an ambassador for the sportswear and accessories your company has for four months. Damn! The world really is such a small place, isn't it?

Lost in his reverie of thoughts, Rin disentangled his hand from yours weighing his probable decisions. He pinched the bridge of his nose. “I knew you’d back out.” you blurt out. “Most people do.”

That's not it. You are wrong.

Rin wants this, he is sure of it; maybe more than you but the stimulus fueling such intentions is not of a saint. Rin stands up grabbing you by the arm, pulling you up. It is abrupt, and not in his control. He is not sure who is more drunk at this point. You do not struggle to stand up but the dizziness accelerates. He enquired, “Most people do, huh?” He knows Isagi did not. “Why do you think so… why did you think I'd back out?”

His hands were at work. One hand at your back while the other unbuttons your shirt. He is keeping you distracted, and busy. He is not entirely invested in what you think, what you say, and what your reasons are right now. He only knows that he has the right piece of a puzzle to complete and relish the victory for as long as he lives. In the playground, Isagi might be a threat to his existence but right now, he is one. “Wish I knew.” you murmur under your breath as he unzips your pencil skirt and drops them on the floor.

Pushing you onto the soft mattress on the bed he basks in the view in front of him: You sprawled out on the bed, shirt unbuttoned from the bottom to top except the collar button just to keep the ribbon intact. He did not remove your lacy tights. Rin is not the type of guy who would small-talk before doing the deed but right now as he stares at your face in this pale night light he wishes he had something to say.

“I'm on pills. But if you don't trust me.” You pointed at the drawer. “Feel free to use.” God! Isagi is such a sleaze for making you take pills, especially when you are a virgin.

“I don't need one.” Rin huskily exclaims as he sits by the edge of the bed, placing a pillow underneath your head.

“Woah. You trust me now?” You mockingly mutter watching him run a finger through the turtle neck collar. You look at the A.C. it's at 20°C.

Rin dips his index finger through the elastic of your panty, running his finger from one end to the other of your waist. “What are you doing?” your voice slurred, skin covered with goosebumps.

“Time to see how much you trust me.” Rin remarks with a small smirk before dipping his head in between your legs peppering kisses, sucking in between, and placing open-mouthed kisses along your inner thighs. You squirm and buck your hips wanting to feel more whatever he is making you feel. He holds your hips, firmly this time, to make you stay still as he wets your entrance by lapping his tongue over the cloth. The stockings are still on, and so are your shirt and lacy bra.

He is no foreigner to a virgin body but seeing your panty getting wet, dripping with juices increases his urge to explore you more. He knows you are close. But he does not want you to cum, not like this. He wants to see your face when he makes you cum, so that he can tell Isagi how beautiful and hot you looked while screaming his name as he gives you the best orgasm.

Getting up he sits by your waist before sliding his hand into your panty, cupping your vagina. It is wet, leaking with juices. He wished he could have put his cock into your juicy warm hole but he restrained himself; one at a time. Two fingers went inside you at ease. As he starts to finger you slowly, intensely your hands arch above your head to grip the sheets. He quickened his pace and the wet noises became louder. You try to look at him but with the mix of alcohol and second approaching high, you could barely make eye contact for five seconds.

All you do is clench the sheets. He jocks down, pausing his ministrations to suckle onto your nipples, bite it and that too over the cloth; running his tongue over your cleavage tasting the salt of your skin. Your white bra is soaked with his saliva around your nipples. You wish he could have done it without any clothing on but the least he does is to pull out your boobs out of the bra. Your nipples are pebbled and with the cool of the A.C goosebumps can be seen. You start to buck up your hips because of the prolonged pain in between your legs that keeps increasing with his slow, strong, and sensual strokes.

“No. Don't.” Rin almost snarls as your hips move. You try to but your body still resists. He takes his fingers out of your vagina holding your cheeks, his thumb barely touching your lips. “do you trust me?” you nod instantly conveying to him that you do. He smiles inwardly at your petty obedience while you can smell yourself on his hand. It is nasty you think but when he pushes his middle and ring finger into your mouth, you lick them clean. Rin smiles at your desperation. It makes him hard. It makes him wanna fuck you till you pass out.

“more than your ex?”He adds. You do not nod. You do not look away. You might be a virgin but you have known the most sincere eyes of a man in your lifetime and trampled upon them just because of one stupid love. “Right now. I trust you. I don't know about tomorrow” You pant and huff as he pinches your clit, and plays with it. You are half naked, and so is this guy, Rin yet you feel so seen. God! How badly he wants to kiss you and taste you properly! How did Isagi let go of an angel like you?

You struggle to keep up the eye contact as his fingers pick up the pace again. You arch and squirm as he continues but he is not fond of the look on your face now. You are still struggling, still halfway about this idea of one-night stand. Rin puts his palm over your eyes as he moves his finger up and down, rough and vigorously making you moan and arch like a bow as you reach high.

Rin pulls out his hands out of your panty. He still has his hand over your eyes as you calm down from the high, You ask him “Will I see you when I wake up?” removing his hand.

“Yes. Of course.” He lies. He says you will because, by the time he is long gone, you will not remember much of him in that heavily intoxicated state. He lies because, by the time his lie reaches your brain, you will be too exhausted to remain awake.

As you toss and turn around the bed, he goes to the bathroom. By the time he is out, you are already asleep. He leaves your room by locking it from inside. As he leaves the elevator he spots your P.A. He walks past him and then takes a U-turn to inform him to look after you in the morning. What a mess he is in! Stupid hormones.

He leaves for his hotel texting Isagi, “Thank you for leaving yn...” his finger pauses before it hits send. He diverted his thought into another twisted curve. What if? What if he can have you more than this? What if he can make Isagi see what kind of gem he lost? You are a gem. He is not wrong about that. The stakes are high — reputation, lust, rage, and repentance but it is worth a try if it is you, yn mikage.

@tteokdoroki @orchid3a @seirinz @semisgroupie @saenora

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milkywaydrabbles · 7 months

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kinktober 25 with rindou!!! 🔛🔝 kanto manji uniform

A/N: Honestly Rindou in uniform brain go brr. I am a firm believer that 18/19 year old Rindou is an obnoxious show off, fluffing his feathers up whenever he can. Cocky little shit in this fic and I'm into it. I hope you like it!! Mwuah!!

Uniform x Haitani Rindou

Your head was pounding. The bright light of your computer making you miserable--you’ve been trying to study the same material for the last three hours, and you were growing tired of trying. You thought if you kept looking at the screen your head would combust. It was time to take a break. Stretching your arms over your head, you felt all the joints release a crack that had you groaning. Looking around you realized you were the only one left in the library of your university. At least in your general area. Looking down at your phone you realized not only was it well into the evening but you had three missed phonecalls from your boyfriend. ‘Shit’. You gathered your things as quickly as you could into your bag and slung it over your shoulder before giving him a call back. It only rung once.

‘Jesus Christ would it kill you to pick up the phone?’ He sounded annoyed but you knew better than to think it wasn’t him just masking it to not show how worried he really was about you. ‘Thought I was gonna have to fuck some people up to find you’ You rolled your eyes, smiling as he spoke. Always so dramatic.

“Sorry, Rin, I was in the library and I lost track of time. I have that big test coming up you know? Just want to be prepared.” You sighed, thinking that when you got back to your dorm you should try studying some more, even if it’s another part of the curriculum. There was never enough time to digest all the information your shitty ass professors wanted you to learn but somehow you needed to figure it out. ‘You’re stressing yourself out too much, just relax babe.’ You snorted on the line, biting your tongue. As if the amount of times your gang affiliated boyfriend knocking on your student housing apartment covered in bruises and blood that may or may not be his didn’t stress you out. “Yeah yeah, I’m heading home now though, stay on the phone with me?” ‘ Of course, baby.’

You’d gotten off the phone with Rindou a few minutes before getting to your door, saying he needed to finish a few loose ends before giving you a call again. So imagine your surprise when you walk into your one bedroom with none other than Rindou already inside. “Jesus!” You gasped, holding onto your chest like your heart was going to pop out. “You can’t just!....” your scolding trailed off, eyes scanning the new clothing on him. Rindou smirked, uncrossing his legs from your couch and leaning back, arms splayed behind the couch. “Whatcha lookin’ at, pretty girl?” You shook your head, trying to pull yourself out of a daze and dumping your bag at the door, along with your shoes. “What are you wearing, Rin? I’ve never seen that.” You mumbled, making your way over to him and sitting with your legs up to your chest next to him on the sofa.

“We got new uniforms. You like ‘em?”

Like was the understatement of the century. You loved it. It looked so clean, white made him look real cleaned up. Plus, even if you hated it (not really, you lair) seeing bright blood splatters on the crisp linen would be bad ass (as long as it’s not his!) But you had to play it cool, so you nodded, casually picking at your nails. He knew you better than that. Rindou patted his thigh with a grin, “come here, pretty. You’re too far.” he couldn’t help but coo when he saw how you scrambled from your corner onto his lap, hands running across his shoulders and thumbing the lapels. “It’s nice, Rinnie..” you whispered, feeling the embroidery on the sides of the sleeves. Your head was in turmoil: the new uniform was definitely doing it for you, trying your best to contain your horny little brain. “You look...good, in white.” He let you keep tracing the fabric, seeing your pupils dilate and your mouth part. It was kind of hot, seeing how horny you were getting just by seeing him in uniform. Maybe he’d have to stop by after meetings more often.

“What are you thinking, baby?” Rindou grabbed your jaw, making you look up at him with flushed cheeks. “Nothing!” Your voice cracked, clearing your throat before trying again. “Nothing.” He hummed, peering over his glasses. “You wanna fuck?” “Rin!” He couldn’t help but laugh, at how sweet you were for him, really. How he landed you and had you stick around he’ll never know. “Come on baby, lemme fuck the stress outta you. Missed you today.” He mumbled against your skin, kissing your jaw, trailing down your neck, pulling at your shirt to expose a shoulder and bite at the juncture that met your throat. You gasped, holding on tightly at the lapels of the jacket and bucking your hips onto him. “Missed you too, Rindou...” a hand made its way to his long locks, scratching at his scalp while he continued to give you attention. His hands made their way to your chest, grabbing and groping at your tits. “Strip for me, baby.” His voice held authority, your skin feeling like it was on fire. You nodded, getting up from his lap to practically rip your clothes off of you. “Does my pretty baby like my uniform?” He teased, cupping your ass when you stood between his legs. “Mhm” You nodded, moving to sit back on his lap but he stopped you with a hand. “Why don’t you suck me off, pretty girl?” felt much less like a question and more like a demand, one you couldn’t say no to. You knelt between his legs, shaky hands unbuckling his belt and zipping down the pants--pulling out his hardened cock from its confines. He spread his legs wide, making himself bigger. One hand smoothed down your hair while the other lay behind the couch. “Go ahead baby, show me how much you like my uniform.”

Your lips were on him in an instant. Pressing wet sloppy kisses on his head and shaft, tongueing his cock. He held his hand on your head, not moving you but keeping pressure. He lifted his hips slightly when you moved to take him in your mouth, pressing his cock into your cheek and seeing it bulge. “Fuck, baby, look so good taking my big dick.” your lashes fluttered at the praise, slurping his cock into your mouth. You were messy, drooling already with spit bubbling at the sides of your mouth. Rindou moaned above you, throwing his head back in pleasure when he saw just how nasty you were sucking him off. “Didn’t know this would do it for you” he laughed, taking your hair in his hand like a makeshift ponytail. “Wanna come see me fight like this? In my uniform? I’d win, and fuck you right after.” Your pussy clenched around nothing, pushing yourself to take more of him. You looked at him through teary lashes, nose touching his pubes as you gurgled around him. “Fuck! Just like that, slutty baby, keep going.” You whimpered around his cock, taking him just how he wanted it. You’d do whatever he asked when he was dressed like this, mind completely turning into mush. Your hand worked in tandem with your mouth, flicking your wrist and jerking him as you suckled on his tip, laving your tongue over the slit. Rindou hissed, pulling your hair to tip your head back, his own hand taking over for yours and jerking his cock. “Open your mouth, baby, gonna shoot my load over your face.” He panted, taking a mental picture of you sitting so pretty with your hazy eyes unfocused and tongue lolling out, waiting patiently for his cum. He moaned, bucking his hips as he shot sticky ropes of cum on your tongue and face, dripping from your forehead to your cheeks, smearing what was left on his tip on your tongue, giving it a few smacks before leaning back and letting go of your hair.

“Fuck babythat was so hot.” He exhaled deep, hoisting you up from your knees back onto the couch. His fingers rubbed at your pussy, that had been dripping onto your floor. He grinned wicked, pressing his already hardening cock between your pussy lips.

“Now I’m gonna fuck you with it on, okay baby?”

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maochira · 1 year

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Masterlist: Itoshi brothers with a third sibling

A masterlist for all the Itoshi sibling reader inserts I've written!

So far I've written for the youngest Itoshi!reader (a year younger than Rin), toddler Itoshi!reader and middle child!Itoshi reader. All are gn!readers

These can be puzzled into some sort of story, but I don't always stick to a coherent thing because of new ideas and specific requests. Everything put into parts belongs together, tho!

Rin and Sae with a toddler/very young sibling

Rin with toddler sibling thought dump (part 1)

Part 2

Until the mirror breaks. [Part 1]

Until the mirror breaks. [Part 2]

Until the mirror breaks. [Part 3]

You belong to yourself. [continuation/Part 4]

Until the mirror breaks - what if the youngest quit soccer?

Cuddles with Rin

Rin repairs your favourite plushie

Giving Rin a kiss on the cheek

Rin and Sae with a sibling 1-2 years younger than Rin

Part 1

Part 2

Rin becoming distant from you

Big brother!Rin headcanons

Youngest Itoshi is talented at soccer but doesn't play

Youngest Itoshi!reader x Nagi

Rin reacts to you dating Kaiser

You find someone else to look up to (Part 1)

They apologize for the way they acted (Part 2)

Being left behind (part 1)

Rin and Sae notice they left you behind (part 2)

Rin tries to apologise (part 3)

You start soccer out of spite

Rin when your parents work a lot

You're talented in another sport

Rin and Sae on your birthday

They notice you've always been overlooked

Youngest Itoshi!cheerleader!reader gets injured

You get sick

Having a lazy sibling

Teaching them ice skating

You're a volleyball player

You're a magnet for stray cats

Rin when you start soccer

Spending a day at a theme park together

Overcaring!Sae

How Sae spoils you

Shopping with Sae

Celebrating Rin's birthday

Playing truth or dare with Rin

Coming out as trans to Rin

Rin remembers your mother's lullabies

You get injured while playing soccer

Baking with them

Hugging them out of nowhere

You get nosebleeds easily

You're overdramatic and like to pull pranks

They find out you get bullied at school

You go non-verbal sometimes

Making flower bouquets with them

Rin and Sae with a middle sibling

Part 1

Part 2

Now we're throwing paper planes into the sky, knowing they will crash and burn.

Oldest Itoshi!reader

Talking to Sae after the U-20 match

They find out you moved out of home

Your overprotectiveness

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soubi122 · 1 year

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Heya hope ur doing great so here's another one of mind dumps

So rindou x a very laid back reader who's very chill and cool with everything and has a bit a hobby for figure skating ( the figure skating is optional)

So he was invited to a friend's house to hang and smoke weed/and drink so he went to the basement and saw you with the weed pot (idk what's it called:']) and decided to join in and u guys were having small talk and rin felt very comfortable with you and had he's arm wrapped around your waist and playing ur hair (y'all got teased a bit but didn't mind it all) late reader helps rindou get to his but was clingy ( horny (⁠☞⁠ ͡⁠°⁠ ͜⁠ʖ⁠ ͡⁠°⁠)⁠☞) so reader being chill about took him home with and yk what happens ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ ͡⁠°⁠ ͜⁠ʖ⁠ ͡⁠°⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯ (btw sorry for the bad grammar)

—☁️

Hello my love! I'm so sorry this took a really long time to write. It is finally here, I hope you like it! ❤️

Highs

Rindou Haitani, smut, drug use, alcohol use, unprotected sex, slightly rough. ALL ADULTS, MINORS DO NOT READ!

"So, remind me again…who is going to be there?" Rindou asks a friend who was taking him to a party. As much of a partygoer he was - he still remained cautious. "You know, just chicks and some guys." The friend replies with a carefree tone. His goal was to score a chick and Rindou was the bait. It beats bringing Ran's womanizing ass to the party and having him steal all the women for himself.

Heading into the house, Rindou noticed that there were a bunch of people he was familiar with - the same people that hit up Roppongi on weekends. Good, so I don't have to watch my back. He thinks to himself. Being taken to a Yakuza hideout once by accident was enough for him to be careful about where he's going, compliments of Kakucho of course. The music was loud, the drinks were everywhere but he had yet to find anyone that could hold his attention. He thought it was going to be a small party, this was quite the crowd.

Some time passed and he was getting rather annoyed that his friend would ditch him every 5 seconds to chase a piece of ass. After being turned down by half of the party girls, they decided to head to the basement to take a break. Usually the chill folks are down there and would have some aromatherapy to help relieve some stress. "Man, those girls are fucking stuck up." His friend complained as he was walking down the stairs. Rindou could only chuckle at his friend's defeated attitude. The scent of Mary Jane hit them square in the face the moment they were headed down. A small group of people were just chilling on a sofa and floor, completely unbothered by the loud noise upstairs and vibrations of the music.

Rindou recognized one or two people but the others were complete strangers to him. The strangers began to almost chant "Toke! Toke! Toke!" over and over again when someone was taking a hit of the bong. Rindou's eyes looked over to the person whose head was tilted down and he could hear the bubbling of the water and the sound of someone inhaling. Everyone paused when the bubbling stopped and everything in the room almost went dead silent. When you lifted your head and exhaled through your nose, everyone cheered and yelled. That was the longest Rindou has ever seen someone hold it before.

"Did you see that shit? That was a good fucking hit." His friend says and introduces himself and Rindou to everyone. Your eyes met his and you smiled while waving your hand at him. The hazy look in your eyes and that cute smile on your face made some warmth creep up his face. They were welcomed into the circle, "Take a seat anywhere you like." You say and reach for the red plastic cup that had beer in it. "You've been babysitting that beer (Y/N)." One of the guys says and throws you a cocky grin. So that's her name. Rindou thinks to himself and plants himself right next to you. Taking it as a 'drink up' hint, you chugged your beer, impressing both guys that just walked in. “So, what brings you two to this lonely little circle of ours?” You say with a hint of playfulness on your tongue. The man sitting next to you was absolutely handsome - you could tell he works out by how the lines of his muscles show through his shirt.

When his friend took a seat across the floor, you passed the bong to him and the moment his eyes met your face - he paused. The awkward pause made you clear your throat. “Umm, so are you taking a hit or…?” You ask. “Aren’t you that chick that’s constantly on the ice?” He asked and piqued Rindou’s interest. Ah yes, your little hobby painted you as a goody two shoes but in reality you were nothing like that. “You are! Rindou, this is the chick who’s always in the rink at night.” You had no intention of going pro for figure skating but still practiced to get some exercise in. “Ah, the figure skater, right?” Rindou asked and proceeded to take the bong out of your hands. He was so close, you feel the warmth radiating off of him. Those beautiful lavender orbs were scanning every inch of your face behind his frames.

“Oh - what’s this? You have an admirer (Y/N).” One of your friends said out loud. There was no mistaking it - Rindou was showing his interest in you. The little comment made some pink dust your features. He proceeded to take a hit and keep eye contact with you while he did so. Looks like he was trying to hold it in just as long as you did, and of course - he did. The ambience was super relaxed by the time the bong made its way around the entire circle. Throughout the night, the conversations and jokes allowed Rindou to feel comfortable and rather bold around you.

“Aren’t figure skaters supposed to be good girls?” He asks and starts lightly toying with the ends of your hair. His finger wrapped itself around the strands and your heart skipped a beat. The first touch gave him an idea of your comfort levels, does he proceed? Your sultry laugh made him want to dive deeper into the rabbit hole with you. “And who says I’m a good girl?” You ask and look at him, both your eyes are glossy and hazy. “Get a room you two. You’re practically fucking each other with your eyes.” Someone says. Both you and Rindou cracked up, it was true - the things you both were thinking about were communicated in looks rather than words. Now that it was out in the open, he slithered his arm around your waist and pulled you closer to him. The butterflies in your belly were starting to run a little rampant the more he touched you. Rindou kept toying with your hair or lightly brushing your hair back to get your attention back on him when you would talk to someone else.

Several hours of lightly teasing each other and messing around with friends, the sounds of footsteps slowly started to dwindle down, it sounded like the party was coming to an end. Little by little, the circle began to get smaller. People were heading home as it was already 3:00 am. It gave him a little more resolve to continue running his hands alongside your waist and making subtle moves that sent chills down your spine. His large palm began to gently squeeze your thigh, almost as if signaling something to you. You bite your lip and turn to face him. He was not expecting you to tease him in return. “Too bad the night's over.” You say and reach over to take one last hit of the bong before heading out. Inhaling, you closed your eyes and leaned back into the couch - wanting to take your time before exhaling in bliss. Right as you were beginning to exhale, Rindou leaned in, parting his lips and inhaled the smoke that slowly came out of your mouth. He cupped your cheek and connected his lips to yours, giving you a shotgun kiss. Rindou was feeling more than just the effects of weed. He was feeling a tight sensation around his cock.

“Can I take you home (Y/N)?” He asked and nibbled on your lower lip. You could tell he was needy. The entire time he was stuck on you and couldn't keep his hands off you. “Will you make it?” You snicker and run your hand through his hair making him hum. "Everyone is almost gone…we can just stay here." He whispers in your ear and gives a kitten lick to the shell of your ear. "Please…" Rindou's eager tone almost made you feel bad about teasing him. Is this how he is when he's high? Horny and needy? Not wanting to get caught or kicked out, you decided to feed the monster but in your territory.

Leading him to your place, you kept doing little things like hold his hand or press your chest against his arm so that he could feel your tits. He was already falling apart for you. When you arrived at your door, he couldn't keep his hands off of you. Stepping in, you immediately led him to your room. Next thing you knew, you were both on the bed, rolling around on the mattress.

While fighting to be on top, clothes started to fly off bit by bit. Seeing the tattoos that adorned his body, you couldn't help but submit to him, he was gorgeous and toned. You were almost entranced by the fact that his tattoos extended from his collarbone to his arms and down to his legs. "Do I have your complete attention now?" Rindou asks and pouts. "You've had my attention since the moment you sat next to me." You admit and reach down south to stroke him. The way his lips parted and let a moan escape his throat - you wanted to see him completely break. The unholy amount of precum was dripping on your lower belly. He was going to fill you up and have you dripping for days.

Not wanting to waste another second, you guided him between your folds and let his tip slide in. The sweetest whimper dripped from his lips and you couldn't help wanting to hear more. "…oh fuck… you feel so good." He barely manages to say before you rip another whimper from him as you take him in even further into your core. Being pussy drunk was no joke, once a man tastes a bit of heaven - he will never want to come back down to earth. Pulling him inch by inch, you felt his cock twitch and throb, making you pant. His length alone was enough to have you clawing at his back. Slowly reeling his hips back, you could feel the difference - your walls were spasming around him and trying to suck him back in.

Rindou was gentle and passionate, kissing your lips each time his tip hit your cervix. His menacing demeanor only applied outside in a world full of strangers. Between the sheets, he was sweet and almost innocent. His lavender orbs were glossy and filled with desire, if you would have let him take you at the party - you were sure everyone would have heard his moans. You met his hips, slowly grinding with him. The more friction on your clit, the more your hips picked up the pace. “...(Y/N), can I go faster?” What a gentleman, asking you for permission to destroy your insides. You nodded unaware of what his next move was going to be. He shifted his position to get on his knees and lifted your hips to get a deeper angle. Leaning in he took your hands and pinned them above your head, there was almost a glow in his eyes when you looked at him.

In one motion he thrust so deep that you felt a numbing sensation in your spine, making you scream. “Mnh…too deep!” You whimper and try to free your hands. Rindou crashed his lips into yours to silence you. It only took one hand to pin your wrists, the other gripped your hips to keep you in place. His thrusts were hard and fast, it was making your eyes tear up. "Ngh, f-fuck…you feel so damn good." Rindou said once he broke the kiss. You could have sworn you felt your eyes roll back into your skull. The way his length kept hitting the right spot had your tongue almost lolling out. "Look at you…drunk off my cock already. Yeah?" He went from sweet to devilish the moment you gave in.

"Hah, you're fucking clenching so tight." Rindou pants as he continues to wreck your insides. The way his hand gripped your hip, he left indents in your skin - almost bruising it. It was painful but it didn't stop you from feeling the immense pleasure that he was giving you. His kisses were making you melt, his tongue was dominating yours and you felt the drool dripping down the corners of your mouth. Breaking the kiss you moan out loud, "Rin-aah! I'm - oh god!" The amount of pressure he was putting on your hips had you almost crying. Everything started to get stuporous, the combination of alcohol, weed and sex had you knocking on the white pearly gates.

Rindou felt how your velvet walls pulsed and clenched repeatedly around his cock. It was feeding his appetite but he had yet to get to the main course. Slowly he released your wrists and cupped your cheek. That sincere and tender gaze gave you but a moment of peace. Rindou pulled out sitting up on his knees - he was towering over you and you couldn't help but feel anticipation. What else can this man do to get you to scream? "Roll over, beautiful…" He says with a smirk on his face. Just as he ordered, you got on your stomach and looked over your shoulder. It felt like his figure dwarfed your own. His broad shoulders that had defined muscles had you in a daze.

Rindou snatched your hips and lifted them so that you were now on your knees. His right hand gently ran down your spine - he was giving you goosebumps. In one thrust he buried himself inside you, you screamed into the pillow and clenched the sheets. "Fuck, fuck, fuck…your so wet." He moans and keeps a steady pace. Your thighs were trembling as he kept going deeper and deeper. He was bruising your cervix. “Oh god! Rindou, I’m gonna cum!” You moaned and the coil that was tightly wound began to snap. Your incoherent babbles and whines only made Rindou go faster. The satin ring that adorned the base of his cock had him on cloud 9. He too felt his coil snap, it made him double over and lean into your shoulder. Nipping at your shoulder as he emptied himself in your womb, he wanted to keep you full and keep you for more than just one night.

When you both regained your breaths, you both turned on your sides and he wrapped his arms around you - he was still buried inside you. “Can I stay the night?” He asks and buries his face into your neck. There was no response, only soft snores and slight clenching. For a moment he got worried but when he sat up on his elbows he noticed the smile on your face. Rindou Haitani has a habit of not only knocking his opponents out but of also knocking his partners out too.

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the-dragon-girl-27 · 4 months

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In my previous post i talked about how I have a lotta scrapped MV ideas, well may as well dump some designs i've made based on songs over the years because like I probably wouldn't post these otherwize

also heres a few nice picture of miku from one of em to make you click on this post because its gunna be a long one and all these are hidden below a read more

for the record don't expect me to do anything with any of these, also these are from old to new some of these date back to early 2022 and it shows

This one i posted a storyboard for actually its An Aliens I Love You by Utsu-P.

I gave young Rin a sakura motif with her dress because of miku and rin meeting under a sakura tree, teen miku has a pink ribbion and hairclip to continue this. both rins bow and mikus outfit get darker outfits overtime to sybolize the song getting darker. I also gave adult rin the future rin hair. Miku's "alien" form is more or less how its described in the song tho i was lazy and didn't draw the 4 arms in the refs.

also Lily is Rins mom in this yup there she is indeed.

I actually have a lot of assets finished including the ones above i may show em off one day who knows.

This one is Stained Nocturne by Toa i actually did finish this one

the grey one is when they talk about being colorless

i gave them both very cute and elegent outfits i think it matches the vibe of the song. The starry outfits are the real highlight. if you wonder how I drew em over and over i just copy pasted the stars on their dresses.

they also are very blue because yknow nocturne. I forgot if i dumped the assets for this MV or not maybe next rant post.

This one is Corona by Utsu-P no idea why i did it its probably not even in my top 20 Utsu-P songs i just had some brainworms that wore off. I finished like a minute of it I guess.

I really like rin's outfit. "goth metal astronaut" is such a weirdly specific concept but she absolutley nailed it. 10/10 desin

This one is Garando by Picon. I gave her a like idk what to call it paperboy outfit like the one you see in the MV a few times. her eyes are yellow like bullets because I had this one S teir visual idea. I have some assets for this one i may show off one day.

i also considered doin the sekai ver i really like garando if u cant tell lol

This one is Happy Haloween by Junky another one i finished

Rins is just from the OG mv the rest are themed around the characters

Minori is a dark angel because tenshi no clover is themed around... a normal angel

haruka has candy and a penguin mask because thats her thing

airi is a vampire cuz she has fangs

shizuku is a witch because of her cast a spell on you outfit

This one is NEXT NEST by Satsuki Ga Tenkomori. The cubes are from the original MV image thing. I gave her a super cybernetic look to match the song vibe. I also gave her a plaid skirt to match miku's concept desin because this song is like sorta miku becoming sentient or smth idk been a while since i read the lyrics.

another S teir design. also zamn this ref goes hard lol.

This one is Bluff Liar by EZFG. VY1 doesn't really have a desin so I went with this based on the semi official one (we dont speak of her new official one also i drew this long before that regardless lol) I have a shitty animatic thats 80% stick figures for this. never posted it tho.

tbh i put the file to this ref on an external hard drive cuz this whole video killed my storage because i actually finished it so i yeeted all th assets off my computer as soon as i was finished so i just dowloaded the little thing of assets from this post

not much goin on its kinda just normal ol luka lol

This is Black Hole Artist by utsu-P. its not in project sekai and never will be but it reminded me of Ena so I had this idea. not much to say, I have a few assets for this but nothing really finished.

Another VY1 EZFG song, IDK what my plan was for drawing this over and over. also pretty asthetic ref lol. not much to say i don't draw very cyberish designs so its fun

this is just concept art. this is Roless Weapon by Neru and Inubakumori. yeah those two colabed you wouldnt know cuz this song has no MV. IDK what my plan for this was tbh but like when else would i show this off.

From here on its just concepts lol. this is Atari Front Program by Utsu-P... god how many Utsu songs is this lol

S teir desin i love miniskirt plus pants combo idk its just a vibe.

this drawing sucks lol. this is Live by Mizuno Atsu. Long haired kafu is cute I have better drawings of this in my sketchbook somewhere I think. I might revisit this it would be very simple and cute.

also weirdly my fav part of this aside from her hair is her shoes.

anyway Kafu needs more outfits for songs tbh theres like 3 kafu songs where she has a unique outfit

actually i lied about only having doodles, this is Where Shall We Go by Mellowclle

already made a post bout this

this is my most recent. I sketched this after finishing this art of this song. It is Memento Mori by Buriru

I love this song the creator said its supposed to sound like a mecha anime opening so i went with that vibe. teto looks great, miku doesn't. Teto doesn't really have a counterpart so I assigned miku as her girlfriend lol.

sadly I cannot draw robots so idk what my plan was tho i have a cool visual for the end in my head.

anyway thats everything I could find. does anyone give a crap? probably not but hey character design is fun and i love messing around.

anyway fun trivia more songs i have video ideas for i won't make: Poster Girls Prank - Utsu-P (but with MMJ project sekai)

Stella - Jin

Paranoia - Mezame-P

and probably more i'm forgetting lmfao

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[admit your faults]

in which suna doesn’t realise what he’s done until you’re gone. cw: angst, swearing, suna being an idiot

part 2 here

honestly wrote this bc I'm sick of the angst where you always forgive him likeeee grow a backbone...

suna made a mistake. a huge one.

honestly, looking back, he doesn't know why he found it so difficult to admit his wrongdoings.

the volleyball boys had just secured another win to their endless streak, your boyfriend playing a major role.

the whole journey home had been filled with high spirits and the boys whooped and hollered. sadly, you couldn't make it due to the brutal assignments dumped on you. rintaro will admit, he was upset that you wouldn’t be there and he was in a bit of a slump during the first set, but he quickly got over it.

the bus pulled in, and the boys were getting ready to leave after a short brief from their coach.

“rin!” a feminine voice called to him as he was leaving.

he turned around just in time to see their manager swing her arm around his neck, rubbing his head affectionately.

“well done on the win today! you really stepped up your game.” she teased. “what was up with you during the first half anyways?” her chipper voice held a teasing tone.

“It was nothing, my girl couldn't come to see me is all.” the mention of you made her brows furrow.

“thats a shame,” she was now rubbing his arm affectionately, her face inching towards his.

had someone walked in just then, you wouldn't be surprised if they were together. the tender gazes, the faint blush on the both of them and the closeness of their faces.

“rintaro.” you called from the doorway. the anger in your tone snapped both of them out of their trance and they both turned to you.

he made his way to you, a soft smile on his face, which you didn't bother to return. first sign that he fucked up.

you wouldn’t say your boyfriend was dumb, but he had to be if he couldnt notice his managers obvious advances on him.

“hey baby,” he quickly wrapped an arm around you, lightly pecking your forehead. “lets go?”

you didn't say anything, but allowed him to lead the way.

the sky started to darken by now, and barely anyone remained in the school. the sound of your shoes hitting the dirt path was the only thing heard in the tension filled air.

“whats up with you?”

“are you seriously asking me that right now?” you seethed.

he stopped, seemingly surprised by your tone.

you've told him multiple times that his manager had a massive crush on him. you told him all about how she’s set you up to look bad, how she’s constantly squeezing herself into his dms and the both of you were even there when she admitted she had an infatuation with your boyfriend.

however, he brushed it off telling you you were overreacting and that he'll be more direct with her.

‘be more direct with her’ my ass.

“what did i do?” he seemed oblivious.

“so you’re just gonna let her rub all up on you like that?” there was no stopping you now. “You said you’ll tell her straight up that you dont like her, unless you were lying?”

He turned to stand in front of you, hands grabbing both of your arms. “What are you talking about? Calm down babe”

“dont tell me to calm down,” you shrugged out of his hold, taking a step back “you’re making me look like a fucking idiot, i have everyone telling me my boyfriend is a two timer how do you think that makes me feel.”

like a smack in the face, he winced and retreated a little. “she's just really friendly i don't-”

“my ass,” you stressed. He didn't seem to understand why you were so angry. “you know damn well if i let osamu rub up on me like that, you'd throw a fit.”

“that's different” he seemed to find his voice now. “He clearly has a crush on you.”

oh boy, you could laugh in his face so hard right now.

but you opted for a light chuckle. “listen to yourself. honestly, i cant keep doing this with you, i can't be with someone who makes me feel this pathetic.”

you started to tear up, backing away from him. his mind immediately went to the worst case scenario.

‘nonono don't do this to me, i'll do better!’ is what he wanted to say.

Instead he was silent.

“i'm breaking up with you. do what you want, entertain whoever you please, you’re free from the guilt now assuming you had any”

with that you left, leaving your now ex-boyfriend silently crying in the middle of the school grounds.

#suna x reader #suna angst #haikyuu angst #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x black reader #suna rintaro x reader #suna x you #suna x y/n #suna x reader angst #hq angst #hq x reader #haikyuu!!#haikyuu

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shimmerloid-ai · 2 months

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Introduction - What is VOCALOID?

Hello everyone, Shimmer here! This is my first post in this guide blog thingy. I thought it would be a good idea to explain what VOCALOID actually is before I jump into how to use the software. Otherwise, it would be like baking a cake without knowing what cakes are.

So, let’s start by addressing what VOCALOID is not.

VOCALOID is NOT an anime series. Although Hatsune Miku made cameos in "Dropkick on My Devil!", she never originated from an anime series because she is NOT an anime character.

Second, VOCALOIDs are not those crappy AI voice models. You know, those weird “voicebanks” where you can make Spongebob Squarepants sing "7 Rings" or have Cartman from South Park rap "INDUSTRY BABY"? Yeah, those are actually illegal renditions of celebrity voices without the knowledge of the voice actors/influencers/singers whose voices were used to make the models. You just put the models over an audio track, and boom. Lazy, illegal shit.

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Finally, this is just common sense, but VOCALOID did not originate from Project Sekai! Colorful Stage! The Cryptonloids (Miku, Rin, Len, Luka, Kaito, and Meiko) have existed long before the game was released; VOCALOID 1 was released in 2004, while the money making machine was launched in Japan in 2020. That is a gap of sixteen years, and if you compare the time between Hatsune Miku V2's release and Project Sekai, we have another thirteen year difference there.

With that being said, what *is* VOCALOID?

The best definition I can give you is that it is a digital singing synthesizer. Basically, it is an instrument, but instead of piano notes, you get vocals.

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And no, *this* AKITO is not associated with the Akito Shinonome from Project Sekai.

To advertise this voicebanks and increase their appeal, Crypton, VSINGER, AH-Software Co., Internet Co. Ltd, and many other companies that make voicebanks for this software have cute or hot anime-style avatars designed for their box art. This was a great marketing scheme in my opinion, because wouldn't you be more inclined to purchasing something if it looks aesthetic, kawaii, or epic? Just look at GUMI's design!

Alright, I have a feeling I may have bored most users who are reading this weird info-dump, so I am going to add one final, important point. Remember our wood analogy? Well, we have the workbench (VOCALOID), and the wood (the voicebank(s) of your choice). Making a desk for instance would be like making a cover of a song. But people can make the same kind of desk with an entirely different appearance or texture. Similarly, a lot of producers can make covers of the same song, but they can sound entirely different in regards to their pitch, tone, or melody. This aspect is known as "tuning".

Tuning is basically the process of editing the properties of a voicebank and the notes/lyrics they are singing to create a specific sound. People can tune the same song in different ways. For instance, listen to the original "Rolling Girl" by wowaka, and then these covers. They are all the same song, but tuned in entirely different ways.

Below is the original song:

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And these are all covers:

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Also yeah, that last cover is mine, it's my blog, I can promote my content if I want to)

I hope that just by listening to these you can see how tuning can vary from individual to individual. Its all a matter of how you control the parameters of the singer.

So yeah, I yapped enough so I'm gonna end this infodump right here. I'm not surprised if you guys are still confused, so I'm going to leave some helpful resources down below as these people are better at explaining shit than I am.

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My next post will involve some common terminology used in the VOCALOID community, such as “VSQx”, or “pitchbending”.

Goodbye for now!

#vocaloidproducer #vocaloid #vocal synth #vocaloid4 #Vocaloid tutorial #Youtube

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glitchadeli · 2 days

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Soooo this is a bit of an art dump but also an update I guess..?

3 days ago I watched that new movie "Robot Dreams" and my fuckin' god… that movie had me crying for 4+ hours the day I saw it. I was a wreck lmao. It got me to think a LOT about my personal life but also.. my Oc's, specifically… Elliot and Rodney. Some of you may have seen the original post I made but.. I've since deleted it because my feelings have changed. (will explain below) -

(Spoilers for Robot Dreams) - The ending is what really broke me. Showing that Dog and Robot move on and that it's okay to move on, it just. it destroyed me. But what does this have to do with Eli and Rod? Well..

Thing is, Eli and Rodney break up for a bit but eventually get back together (their 'trope' meant to be "second chances") but then the movie made me think that maybe.. they should stay broken up and move on. Because as the movie suggests, it's okay to do that.

So then Rin-Tin the robot was designed. (with help from Echo, I based Rin on both Robot and Tin from the movie because I like both their designs) and Rin was meant to be who Eli moves on from Rodney with but.. then I just broke down. (mainly for personal reasons but, the Eli/Rod situation was close to home too so like.. yeah, anyway!) - my heart hurt thinking of splitting Eli and Rodney up completely. …But I really like Rin too. I didn't wanna just scrap him or toss him aside like nothing either so then I started considering… a poly relationship.

I'm a very mono person so.. poly relationships are hard for me to kinda.. understand / be able to write..? But the more I think about it, the more I think it can work. These 3 would need tons of open communication 'n stuff but I think, eventually, they'd work out!! I don't know how the story is gonna happen exactly, but in the end I think all 3 will be together ^^ I'm really starting to like their dynamics, evident by the fact I can't stop doodling them LMAO

Once I figure out things I'll make another post about it, for now I'm just having fun doodling them and figuring out the dynamic :P We'll see if they end up being endgame, as I said, I'm just havin' fun for right now ~

#tawog #the amazing world of gumball #my tawog art #glitch's next gen tawog #my next gen tawog #tawog next gen ocs #tawog next generation #gumrob #gumrob next gens #I really dunno how I feel about the poly ship but it's been growing on me lmao #idk what i'll do but I guess only time will tell #tawog ocs

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tonguetiedraven · 9 months

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I went with writing for today's Ao No Summer 2023 prompt. (I'm not the quickest artist, lol.) It's Enemy!

This ficlet brought to you entirely by this gremlin grin in chapter 35

Rated G for everyone. No ships, despite the water.

(งಠ-ಠ)ง (≖ᴗ≖ ✿)

Bon had not been thinking beyond annoyance and mischief when he lifted Izumo and tossed her into the ocean. She had once again been running her mouth, and Bon had seen the opportunity, and he’d taken it.

Had he been thinking, he would have realized that Izumo was vindictive, and one of the smarter people in their group, and creative when she wanted to be. He likely still would have done it, but he’d have been on guard.

He got a chance to realize his mistake that evening after the fight when they were eating the kraken ikayaki (and Bon hardly paused to think about how strange his life was that he was eating kraken ikayaki and it was actually pretty good.) He was going for another skewer, listening to Rin lament how bland the actual squid was, and how much work his sauce was having to do, and how the kraken just tasted old and tough, and suddenly felt something thump on his head as Izumo waked past. It was a heavy thing for a moment, a solid thump, and then something was raining down over him and onto the second skewer and into his vest and shorts and legs and it was all through his hair, and it wasn’t until he gave an instinctual shake of his head that he realized as all the other guys and Shiemi gasped.

She had just dumped sand on his head. And not a little bit either. He didn’t know how her tiny hands had held so much of it, and now it was everywhere.

He shot to his feet with a roar as soon as he processed it, chasing after her, but she was already half way across the beach, heading for the crowd of exorcists to lose herself in.

And just like that, it was started.

(v° •̀ᗝ•́)૭ •—(>~< °v✿ )

They didn’t actually get to the beach that often. It was rare enough, that Bon had more or less forgotten the events of their first trip. (Outside of the Kraken.)

Izumo had not forgotten them.

It was an actual vacation this time, a short thing for spring break, and Bon was staring at the ocean and sand suspiciously, just waiting for an Illuminati soldier or a malicious demon to pop up and ruin their short break.

He did not expect the attack to come from his own team, but he really should have.

He set his bag down by the towel and lowered down, tray of beach food in his hand, entirely ready to eat and nap in the sun for a bit before he joined the others in the water. He lowered down onto the towel—

And fell much further down than the towel should have been. His arms were pushed up and his legs were drawn to his chest, and the towel was trapped around him, and it took him a good five seconds to get past the sheer confusion to realize he’d fallen into a hole of some sorts. Someone had dug a hole under his towel, and it only took him a few seconds more to figure out the who as someone started to cackle loudly over the other mostly muffled laughter.

His eyes locked on Izumo where she was standing by the ocean with her arms crossed over her chest and her chin tipped up haughtily.

He growled out a threat and started shoving his way up and out of the hole – far harder than it should be to do – to get her. She was gone by the time he managed it, and the war was rekindled.

(#`Д´)凸凸(｀△´＋✿）

There was a spark and a loud sort of crackle, and then a deafening shriek of, “GORILLA!”

The screech could be heard across the beach, and it was followed by a booming laugh and the sight of Bon standing with his hands triumphantly on his hips as he watched Izumo try and escape the trap he’d set for her next to the drinks. Shiemi was stuck as well, and had to use Nee and a vine to fetch the drinks they’d been frozen from getting.

“KAMIKI!” Roared with a tremendous splash, and two harvest spirits were running to join Izumo again to escape Bon’s wrath, sending sand over all the other teens on the beach, their towels, and their own snacks.

“You’re dead!” And Varuna dousing Izumo as Bon glared with his still ocean soaked body, and getting everyone soaked with her.

“You Neanderthal!” Izumo cackling and retaliating with a basin of holy sake when Bon was sunning next to Konekomaru and Yukio, and the strangely sticky holy liquid getting in everything and making it impossible to see with glasses.

“I’ll kill you!” And Bon running from where his summoned shield over Izumo had caused her and Shura��s tanlines to get cover with sigils.

Ruined drinks and sandy food and soaked clothes and capsized rafts and popped inner tubes, and no end in sight as their day off rushed by in a chaotic war.

/( .□.)＼︵╰(°益°)╯︵ /(.□.✿ /)

“I’ve had it,” Yukio growled, glaring at the shore line. Rin hissed his agreement as he picked more sand out of his irritated tail.

“It’s gone too far.”

“I still can’t get my glasses clean.”

“We were supposed to relax today.”

“I don’t even know who started it—“

“I don’t care who started it.”

Rin nodded his agreement as Bon threw a handful of sand at Izumo and dodged the sake she tried to throw at him, and the squid they’d been carrying over was dropped to the ground.

That was it. Rin hadn’t managed to get any sand or magic free squid today, and watching more get dropped to the ground, and nope. He wasn’t taking any more.

“I’ll be right back,” he promised, and hopped up with a shake of his tail that flung sand on all of them. (They hardly noticed at this point.)

He jogged forward with a call of their names, waving and smiling and trying to look happy, only his lashing and slightly ignited tail giving away his irritation.

(Yukio grinned and Shura rubbed her hands together in anticipation.)

"Hey!" Rin called cheerfully, getting their attentions. They both crossed their arms over their chests with scowls and a "What?!" that they called in unison.

Rin gave them no warning before hefting them both up and tossing them over his shoulders before running into the ocean and tossing them both in. He then dusted his hands off, shook more sand out of his tail, and turned to jog back to the others as the battling duo surfaced and hurled outrage and insults at his uncaring back.

(He had no idea he'd just started the cycle over and given them a joint target.)

#AoNoSummer2023 #ao no exorcist #blue exorcist #my fics #ryuuji suguro #ryuji suguro #rin okumura #izumo kamiki #bon suguro #exwires #nonsense #mostly rambly #might smooth this out a bit later #but i'm on a time crunch #lol #that's probably my favorite gremlin ryuuji #and i know izumo never forgot he did that #war was declared

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dotted-clouds · 7 months

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Funny Mini Splatoon OC Dump :')

^ My Agent 8 Octoling OC Nika and Agent 3 OC, Rin! They're buddies :')

^ not so great sketches of my Agent 3 OC, Rin! It's the over the years variation doodles til Splat3!

I think I've posted him before (?) but another Octoling OC by the name Alex! I'd like to think he'd be a shop owner for skateboards! Reminiscing of Splat1's skater aesthetic hehe ✨

#my art #oc art #splatoon #splatoon oc #I drew these MONTHS MONTHS ago but now remembered to show y'all!#I have silly ocs but y'all can talk to me about em :')#i need to draw them more...

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hiorintruther · 1 year

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The scans have been out a few days now so I’m posting this. We just got Hiori’s backstory so let me expel more Hiorin headcanons onto you good people (seriously why are we so delusional abt this ship???) — obviously massive spoiler warning as of chapter 206 of the manga.

Also a cw for child abuse — these hcs pretty much all deal with their trauma:

Hiori and Rin have had a very long, very depressing trauma dump conversation about their families.

Rin has decided to add Hiori’s parents to the ‘I’ll fucking kill them’ list inside his head… which he totally has for no reason in particular…

Hiori likewise understands Rin’s resentment towards Sae deeply and doesn’t blame him at all for feeling so angry and upset.

The fact that the family members they hate are all telling them they aren’t good enough as they are (Sae explicitly, Hiori’s parents implicitly) ends up becoming a means of mutual understanding between them, allowing Hiori to feel a bit safer around Rin and Rin to not hate Hiori like he does the rest of Blue Lock.

Rin has tried to subtly allude to the idea that Hiori can move in with him at any time to get away from his family. Hiori has only half picked up on the signals though because a) Rin is shit at communicating anything nice, and b) Rin’s almost year younger than Hiori so it doesn’t actually make much sense to do that but it’s the thought that counts.

A lot of their conversations take place in the monitor room, in the dark, where they feel safest being vulnerable with each other (aka: see my fic on AO3).

Hiori has used dry, dark humour as a coping mechanism in front of Rin before and Rin has started doing it too occasionally.

So many “lol I hate my family, I hope they die, jk… unless?” jokes.

They end up having a mutual understanding for one another and can almost subconsciously pick up on when something reminds the other of their trauma.

For some more domestic, outside/no Blue Lock hcs (there’s a ton of food-related ones here idk why):

When they make dinner, Rin is sure to mix a healthy, balanced meal with convenience store foods coz Hiori hates eating a very strict diet. It reminds Hiori of the way his parents used to control everything about his life down to what he ate. Sometimes, Rin even makes a separate meal for himself because he wants to calorie count and know exactly what he’s eating, but Hiori’s had a bad day and really needs some instant ramen and pudding.

Hiori doesn’t have a big sweet tooth though, as a result of his parents’ conditioning. He didn’t grow up accustomed to sweet things so he finds anything too sugary difficult to eat (this comes from the egoist Bible where his least favourite food is cotton candy because of the sugar content). His love of salty food however is through the roof and Rin has to remind him to check the sodium contents on the meals he chooses at the convenience store.

Rin has stopped insulting or talking badly about Isagi around Hiori, purely because Hiori feels safe around Isagi. It’s a challenge, and mostly they try to keep Isagi out of their conversations altogether, but if he does come up Rin attempts to be neutral.

Sometimes, Hiori holes himself up in his computer room playing shooters. When that happens, Rin knows to leave him alone until he’s out of his slump, because it’s usually a sign that Hiori is remembering some bad memories. They both like their own space anyway, so it isn’t as if much changes in their routines.

While Hiori’s in a slump, Rin restocks their fridge with energy drinks and instant meals so Hiori can dip in and out to get food when he wants it. He eats alone unless Hiori texts him saying he’ll be out to get food.

Rin also doesn’t bring up anything to Hiori once Hiori re-emerges from his room, letting Hiori come to him if he wants to talk about it. Hiori knows Rin struggles with dealing with trauma, so he usually leaves it.

Once when Rin was having a particularly stressful time, Hiori bought him a whole box of his favourite ice creams (the ones he used to get on the way home from practice) and they had a competition to see who could get the most “winner” sticks. Rin won.

Hiori has also attempted to learn how to cook so he can make Rin food when Rin isn’t feeling up to cooking. Rin says he’ll just order takeout but Hiori insists on trying some of his recipes. How successful he is varies on how easy it is to throw the ingredients in a pan and let them simmer.

When sleeping together, they usually stick to their own sides of the bed but sometimes when Hiori is feeling upset he reaches out to Rin as a comfort. Rin isn’t the best at providing said comfort, but he lets Hiori into his arms in those moments.

On the flip-side, if Rin has been feeling angry or frustrated because of Sae, Hiori will slowly snake his arms around Rin’s torso and hug him close, becoming the big spoon despite being smaller. Rin places his hand over Hiori’s as a reassurance that he feels reassured doing this.

Sometimes, but not always, this nighttime cuddling leads to talking about their pasts. Rin always holds Hiori very close and says that Hiori was never in the wrong and never deserved to go through anything that happened as a result of his parents’ expectations (usually with a lot of colourful language). Hiori likewise will do the same for Rin whenever Sae gets brought up, although he’s less vulgar. His words are somehow even more scathing though.

They both find it easier to open up in the dark. It feels like a safety blanket that can hide their vulnerability, especially for Rin.

#blue lock #bllk #blue lock manga spoilers #blue lock manga #hiorin #blue lock hiori #blue lock rin #itoshi rin #hiori yo #I’m having constant brainrot for this rarepair #10 fics on AO3 guys!!!#we’re being fed so much :’)#hiorin headcanons #hiorin hcs

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greenbetula · 5 months

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yay yay another milgram oc!! (I said I'd only do one)

Hattori Rin | 012

UNDER, I swore things would be different My light, it's gone, now I'm lost again

[Info dump below!]

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Name: Hattori (這禽) Rin (臨)

這 - crawl, creep, grovel 禽 - bird 臨 - to face, to confront

Age: 46

Gender: Female

Birthday: January 30 (Aquarius)

Height: 170 cm (5'6)

Blood type: B

Color: Sanguine #b02e30

(Possible) Cover Songs: Positive Parade, Angel Hair, Cosmic Rendezvous (thank you to that one kind anon who helped me with her cover songs!)

-> T1 Voice Trailer

My name is Hattori Rin, 46 years-old. It's nice to meet you. There is no need to be so formal. I know I'm far older than you are, but I hope we'll get along well. Hmm, is that so? I can't deny the sin I did, but I'm not particularly fond of the way you'll be handling this. Ah . . . it's not like I can do anything anyways. . . . A-ah, I juSt wⓐNted thE ʙEst fOr yⓞu . . .

-> Interrogation

Q: Family?

"Now it's just me"

Q. Is there someone you don't like among the prisoners?

"That would be Fuyuki. It's not that I dislike him, but I can't help to feel a little sad when I talk to him."

Q: Which do you like, dogs or cats?

"Cats"

Q: What's your type?

"Someone loves me regardless of what happens to me. Just like my husband"

Q: What are your reasons for wanting to work for your current job?

"It wasn't my first option. I guess I wanted to be valuable to someone's future, so I became a teacher"

Q. What are your favorite foods?

"Candied or dried fruits. I have a sweet tooth"

Q. Do you think that your family is proud of you?

" Which one?"

Q. Is there someone you can confide in?

"My husband, but he's not here anymore"

Q. Can you use another language besides Japanese?

"I know a lot of English"

Q. What is the definition of happiness?

"Being successful"

Q. What do you think happens when people die?

"They go somewhere peaceful, hopefully"

Q. Is there anything you treasure?

"My family"

Q. Is it unforgivable to look down on people?

"Everybody deserves respect, even if they seem unworthy"

Q. Do you have apologetic feelings for who you killed?

"I hope they forgive me..."

-> Notes + Extras

Her flower is the grape hyacinth (muscari). According to what I've found, some of the Japanese flower meanings for Muscari are "disappointment", "bright future", "thoughts on dreams" and "heartbreak".

Rin is generally nice and friendly although she does have a competitive streak.

As for her T1 verdict, I guess it's GUILTY. I think it's really easy to simply/villainize her character (that is assuming I could make her nuanced lmao). It's just very easy to label her as selfish and controlling.

I have also found out that in the major arcana, her prisoner number would correspond with The Hanged Man while Fuyuki will match with Death. I'm not sure that Rin fits with The Hanged Man but Death is really fitting for Fuyuki. I'm not actually going to match them with tarots, it's just something I find interesting.

Her color is red, the opposite of green. As a prisoner pair, Rin and Fuyuki are supposed to represent two opposite sides of a dynamic (child-parent, student-teacher...) or just opposites in general.

#also i forgot to mention this but rin's victim is meant to parallel fuyuki #i'm just so happy with what i did here #milgram #milgram oc #ocgram #evegram #original character #oc #oc: rin hattori #digital art #green's gallery #my stuff

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kankuroplease · 11 months

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Could you see Chiha being in relationship with deidara or sasori? Imo she’d make a great match with deidara personality wise and a nice match with sasori look wise

Chiha is a hard one to ship because her friend choices (mainly Shisui) and her general disinterest in dating atm/hookups

Deidara and Sasori would get an immediate Nope for arguing with each other the way they do ALL the time if she somehow met them. They should slice that sexual tension and just date each other.

Her romantic examples are:

Her parents who basically got married to the first people they fell in love with 🎻

Mikoto and Fugaku; whom are both pretty cool, but she’s almost certain that Fugaku baby trapped her 😬

Naruto, who can’t stop being a little ho even though his best option, Shika, is RIGHT there! 💀

Sasuke who got dumped for unknown reasons to her years ago, but still lives together with his ex who has moved on? She kinda feels bad for him 😵‍💫

Itachi, who is a very chill boss. He’s a good guy in her opinion, but his girl doesn’t claim him publicly and that’s a bit sad 😢

Uncle Kakashi who is in a polyam relationship and won’t answer the simple question if someone watches while the other two bang or if they double stuff poor Rin 🫤

Shisui, who had someone different cuddle up on his lap every other night until recently 🤡

Michi, who is married to her friend out of convenience, but is in love with someone else, and trying to play wingman for another friend to get with her husband 🥲

Godfather Jiraiya who writes erotica and coaches adult content creators 💀

#ask #tattoo shop au #oc: chiha uzumaki #tw suggestive #kpz tsau ℹ️

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kittychicha · 6 months

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literally no one asked but if anyone wants to start watching lakorns but doesn't know where to start here's a reclist:

first here's some "light" shows to get you started:

voice in the rain: a fashion designer and a model who can hear each other's thoughts whenever it's raining

love forever after: a dying girl makes a deal with her grim reaper in order not to be escorted into the afterlife

to the moon and back: a very free spirited artist type girl gets involved with a doctor who leads a very strict life and gets him to open up his heart <3

return man: after getting dumped by her boyfriend a girl hires a company that can retrieve lost or stolen items in order to get her cat back and get revenge

leveling up a bit on the lakorn scale:

dare to love: ticha is fighting to be chosen as a partner for her law firm, but her new intern is distracting her by trying to win her heart

love pharmacy: a famous superstar makes an emergency stop at a pharmacy to poop and looses her designer shoes. she has a week to get them back or pay the brand who loaned them.

switch on: a remake of the korean drama w: two worlds

my lovely bodyguard: a stuntwoman gets hired to be a personal bodyguard to a rich guy in line to inherit a big company

now yes here's some lakorn so take it or leave it it's not gonna be unproblematic you gotta enjoy it for what it is:

revenge from the past: ping gets betrayed by her husband and sister, who are having an affair and frame her of murder to get all her money. she decides to come back makeover style and ruin their lives

wiwa fah laep: lalin hires her one night stand to be her pretend husband so she can be eligible to inherit her father's company

love destiny: kade is an archaeologist who goes back in time 300 years ago to the same place she's doing her research on into the body of a woman who is her opposite

my life is to kill my love is for you: rin is a rich girl who falls for a hitman involved with her family

nee ruk nai krong fai: another girl falls for the guy that killed her family lol

lhong fai: karnkaew is a college girl who decides to work as an escort in order to get the life that she wants

#this is in my limited opinion #there's definitely more ppl here that watched more than i have but like heres my list as far as i have watched lol #and cause i never see anyone giving recs #cata.txt #thai drama #there's always like 4 ppl watching lakorn we need to start converting more ppl it's about survival of the species we're dying outtt 😂😂#i did leave a lot of thai dramas i like out bc i feel like lakorn is such a vague yet specific vibe if u know what i mean #recs

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aurora567 · 4 months

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Little Mouse Ch. 5

Warnings this fic will contain mature themes. Such as but not limited to teasing, kidnapping, Stockholm syndrome, very unhealthy relationships, some elements of non-con/rape, threesomes, drug use, breath play, voyeurism, branding, sex.

Summery: Rin starts making demands. And she is about to actually meet and talk with Shigaraki since her first run in with him.

Word count: 5669

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And so another day passed with the woman remaining hidden away in her temporary bedroom or should she just call it her new room? No she didn’t like the idea of thinking about this place being any sort of home for her. It's just a temporary bed and roof over her head. With leftovers in the fridge for Dabi to feed himself she remained hidden away as it seemed the bedroom was the only sanctuary she had from the man. As long as she hid away in the room not even a knock would bother her. At least Dabi was able to give her that courtesy to allow her the safety of the bedroom. But staying hidden day after day was going to drive the woman crazy. It left her time to think and those thoughts were not always good ones.

Did people notice she was missing? Were people looking for her? She hadn’t appeared on the news as a missing person. But then maybe there was an investigation ongoing and it was kept out of the media? She tried to remain hopeful. She never missed work so surely her boss had noticed her absence long ago already. Was there a chance that she was already labeled a traitor? Her thoughts continued to spiral down nearly out of control since she had nothing else to do. Force herself to her feet at some point in the late afternoon she started for the kitchen. She could at least busy herself with meal prep for supper and hope that would keep her distracted.

Her bare feet were nearly silent as she walked from the room to the kitchen. The only thing that gave her away was the click of the bedroom door as it opened for her to walk out. She didn’t expect Dabi to hear it over the noise of the TV and he didn’t. She slipped quietly into the kitchen trying to remain as quiet as she could. But that proved harder than she anticipated and her presence in the kitchen was quickly noticed. It didn’t take long before an all too familiar presence filled the kitchen as Dabi didn’t even try to hide himself as he strolled into the kitchen and leaned against a counter with those hard eyes watching her every movement.

How long could she pretend to not notice him? Ignoring him the best she could but it was hard. She refused to look over at him knowing the second she did her temper would flare and the two would surely get into a verbal argument, or at the very least she would curse him out. She felt too exhausted mentally and physically to deal with the annoying ass of a man. She had always prided herself on her calm and cool headedness. So why was it that this situation with this man brought out such an aggressive side of her? Why was it that it felt like the second he was in the same room as her she wanted to claw his eyes out and curse him out? She had never met someone who could just instantly piss her off without even having to open his damn mouth.

And he knew it too. The cocky bastard almost seemed to thrive off of the knowledge that he made her so mad so easily and so quickly. Maybe he was just salt being rubbed in a sore wound. Her situation was bad enough with being kidnapped by the League. But to add insult to injury she was dumped on the man who seemed liked the most sadistic ass in the group. Okay maybe he wasn’t the most sadistic, the look in that young girl's eyes. Even thinking about it still made Rin shiver. That girl had some serious nuts loose in her noggin.

Then again that seemed to be a recurring theme among the LOV? Though she didn’t know them enough to say for sure it seemed Dabi, the girl and twice all had some issues going on. It made her wonder how many of the other League villains also probably had mental problems? Was that what drove them to be killers? Being mentally unstable and not getting proper help and treatment? Some disorders were hereditary, someone born with a disorder would have surely been diagnosed long ago, hopefully. But it also wasn’t uncommon for other disorders to develop after trauma. Dabi was the one who crossed her mind at the thought of trauma. He wasn’t born with those scars, they were cussed, but what had happened to burn so much of his body and so badly? It most likely was the same event that led to his mental breakdown.

Now the more she thought about it the more curious she drew and finally she picked her eyes up from the stove looking over at the man who was still shirtless. Did he not own more than two shirts? No he surely did this to get to her knowing it irritated her. And it did, the man was attractive once you looked past the scars, piercings, and mental issues. And he knew it too, that cocky smirk sitting on his face told her he knew she enjoyed the view. The scars stretched over so much of his body. From one side around his back and visible again on the other side. How young had he been when he got them? The staples looked to be more cosmetic than medical but she still wasn’t sure. The skin was so damaged, surely his nerves were shot. So if she ran a finger over a patch of discolored skin he would never feel it.

Suddenly the thought of wanting to run her finger over his scarred skin had her blush softly. What the hell was with the need to want to touch him? A part of her was embarrassed over the thought, the other wanted to slap herself. She could not get personal, that meant no asking questions though he didn’t seem the type of person to answer questions even if she asked and tried to get to know him.

“Oi! The least you could do is not stair!” Was the bark that came from the man breaking the woman from the trance she had found herself in while so deep in thought.

“Sorry,” she muttered softly, blushing as she looked away after his outburst. She hadn’t meant to upset him with her staring. But she could see why it had upset him. She was sure people always stared at his scars that were easily visible like on his face.

“I just noticed those are some bad scars. How long have you had them?” She really should have known better than to ask such a personal question. Pain erupted in her scalp as her fist full of hair was reached back and up forcing her to drop the chopsticks she had in hand as she was cooking. Tears threatened to fill her eyes at the pain that shot through her as her now empty hands clawed at the wrist and hands that unforgivingly were trying to rip her hair out. What was with this man and trying to make her bold?

“I suggest you be more careful. You're in no position to be asking anyone questions. Now cook me some dinner and be a good wench,” the smell of smoked tobacco filled her nose as the lingering smell of a cigarette clinging to his breath as he leaned down a little to glare down at her. Was it that question in particular that upset him? Or the fact that she had asked anything even remotely personal that had upset him? It didn’t matter as it seemed that more carefree demeanor and smirk were gone. The look of a man that wanted to wrap his fingers around her neck and squeeze was glaring down at her threatening her to just give him a reason to snuff her light out.

“I’m sorry,” she gasped through the pain, struggling not to stutter in her attempt to get the two simple words out of her mouth loud enough for him to hear her. She could hear the growl rumble in his chest as he seemed to be contemplating what to do next.

Finally she could hear his tongue click off the back of his teeth before he let go of her hair as fast as he had grabbed it. Her knees buckled and her hands no longer had to grab for his wrists and moved to grab for the counter trying hard to not grab the stove and end up burning herself as her knees gave out sending them crashing to the floor as she tried to hold herself up. She was quick to recover though as she threw a glare over her shoulder at the man who was looking less than pleased with her as his hands were stuffed into the pockets of his jeans. Fucking prick was the thought that crossed her mind but she kept it to herself as she forced herself to stand up. She was sure the look on her face when she glared at him gave away her thoughts and the names she proceeded to call him in her head.

With a tired sigh she knew it wasn’t worth picking a fight with him, he was just looking for an excuse to light her ass on fire she was sure. She needed to hold her tongue and not give him another reason to lash out at her so quickly. Even a quick glance was enough to send a shiver of fear through the woman. The look on his face was one that looked truly ready to kill her. No, she needed to turn her focus back to the food she was cooking before anything burned. It would also slightly help her to distract herself from the seething man beside her. And hopefully offering up a warm meal would work as a peace offering. Though it was irritating that she now felt the need to offer him a peace offering in order to hope that he would no longer be pissed at her, sure she asked about a rather personal question but he could have just not answered her or told her to never ask about them. He didn’t have to lash out at her so badly. Her scalp was still aching as she softly and delicately ran her fingers through her wincing softly at the tender spots along her scalp.

She started filling plates as she moved like a robot, not looking at him as she would fill each plate one at a time and walked the full plate to the table. She tried to move her plate and chair as far away as she could, eyeing him carefully as the two of them started to eat. It seemed her uneasiness was pleasing him as she watched him slowly grow back to his typical cocky self as his lips tugged up softly into that stupid smirk she hated. All she wanted to do was stuff her face and get away from him. His eyes were still hard and unforgiving. But that smirk was annoying. His eyes said he wanted to kill her. But the smirk said he wanted you with her. She imagined he wanted to do both. Sadistic, psychotic bastard probably did want to do both, toy with her a little before he killed her. She almost wished he would just kill her already.

She didn’t even care what she looked like as she ate as she stuffed food into her mouth before she stood up still not saying a word to the man as she carried her plates to the sink. This time she had no desire to stick around and wash them after what had happened that morning. All she wanted to do was make a run for the safety of her room.

But she never made it there as she tried to run from the kitchen only to have a hand tightly grab her left forearm. Panic washed over her as she stopped to look up at the dark haired man with wide bright green eyes. He had left his food half eaten at the table. Seemed he had no desire to let her run off so fast.

“Where do you think you're going?” He asked in a low growl. Her mouth felt dry as she panicked on if she should start to struggle or just try to fight him. No, she already knew trying to physically fight him would not end well for her. He was too strong, and if she attacked him surely he would see that as free game to kill her and claim she tried to escape and attack him or something along those lines.

“Uhh my room,” she said softly as she watched him arch an eyebrow at her when she didn’t answer him right away and told her that he actually was waiting and expecting an answer to his question.

“Oh come now it’s rude to rush off while someone is still eating,” he said, surprising her that the man actually knew about common manners. Did that mean the man actually grew up with some decent people? She wasn’t about to ask him anything, leaving her with her questions about the man.

“It’s also rude to attack your guests,” she hissed. Though she regretted the words as quickly as she said them. But now he doesn't seem angry at her any more. No he almost looked amused now as he watched her hiss at him.

“And what are you going to do about it?” He asked in a low tone as he leaned in towards her. She tried to lean back away from him desperate to put even a little distance between the two. But it was a good question. What was she going to do about it? She clearly couldn’t do anything and he knew it and was rubbing it in her face as well. He just had to add salt to her open wounds.

She felt her top lip pull back curling up over her teeth giving the man a feral animal like snarl. She never wanted to hit someone so badly as she did this moment. She wanted to rip that smug, cocky look off of his face and shove it up his ass.

“Oh scary, what are you gonna do? try and bite me?” He asked that cocky smirk only growing wider as he seemed far too happy with himself as he watched her struggle to remain calm.

“Maybe I will,” she growled at him before feeling a blush spread over her cheeks at the realization he had probably meant the the teasing words in some sexual manner while she had mean it seriously as she contemplated biting the hand that held her in place and prevented her from being able to run to the safety of her room.

Her reply and reaction seemed to please him in some way as he gave out a good chuckle as his eyes almost looked playful as he watched her still glaring up at him even though her cheeks were a nice red shade.

“Oh that sounds like some brave words for a little frightened mouse,” he mused far to entertain with teasing and irritating the woman.

“I am not a fucking mouse! Stop calling me that,” she hissed at him, her anger getting the best of her as she found herself now refusing to back down as she straightened her shoulders completely standing as tall as her short stature would let her as she glared up at the amused ass of a man. She tried to get into his face showing off how irritated she was as with him.

Dabi on the other hand seemed to be enjoying watching her become angry and pissed off with him. His grip on her arm tightened, most likely she would have a number of bruises on the arm by the time he let go at this rate. He watched her winch softly but it was not enough to force her to back down.

“I’ll call you whatever I want, I can do whatever I want,” he hissed softly just as easily meeting her hard gaze and leaning in towards her as neither person seemed willing to back down. She knew he could do as he pleased and she couldn’t stop him, that included the stupidly annoying nickname. But that once again didn’t stop the snarl she gave him, unable to say anything else.

The animalistic sound coming from the woman just seemed to make Dabi all the more happier. Knowing he could get her so pissed off she couldn’t think rationally, that she turned into a glaring, snarling animal before him. It made the man wonder if the woman would turn just as feral during sex it she was pissed off? He always did enjoy some good rough angry sex.

Feeling the need to know the answer to his question he didn’t even hesitate to swiftly crash his lips against hers. The shock evident all over her face as those light emerald eyes grew to the size of saucer plates, her breathing almost seemed to stop and her body went rigid. After a few seconds of her still frozen in shock he leaned back. His face lit up with joy at the complete shock that was on her face.

The reaction that followed the kiss didn’t feel like it was hers. Her hand stung and burned and the sound that filled the empty house seemed to echo. Hell she almost wondered if the neighbours had heard the sound of her hand colliding with his cheek? Her one finger burned, having ripped it open a little when she slapped him and caught her finger on one of the staples in his face. Her eyes barely noticed the slight red line that ran down from one of the staples as her slap had ripped the good skin around the staple. He seemed unfazed by the pain or tear of his skin and the loose staple. It seemed she had softly ripped one of the staples but she was too busy watching his reaction to pay it or the bit of blood too much attention. For a split second he looked utterly surprised that she had dared to hit him. But that look didn’t last for even a full second before his lips pulled tight and his eyes became hard, he was clearly not impressed with her choice of actions. She tried to take a step back from him but she didn’t get far before her back hit a wall in the kitchen. And with each step she took back he took one forward till she finally hit the wall. Panic washed over her as her pale green eyes looked up at him with panic. He had her pinned between himself and the wall before she could even try to run or push him away.

His right hand shot out to wrap around her neck. His long fingers squeezing as he glared down at her. Her hands shot up to grab at his wrist. Though her air had been restricted he had not completely cut it off as she gasped for what little air she could force into her lunges.

“I’m sorry,” was the gargled apology that she was able to force out of her throat as she looked up at him with wide eyes. He wasn’t allowed to kill her and it was probably the only thing that kept him from completely cutting off her air. She watched as he seemed unfazed by her attempt at an apology. This made her angry as she dug her nails into the skin or his wrist.

“Fuck you. You think you can just have whatever you want,” she growled at him as her eyes became hard as she refused to look away from him. Of course she was right, he always just did whatever he wanted without a care in the world. He didn’t care if he hurt other people, if it made him happy he would just do what he pleased.

“And what? You think you can stop me?” He growled leaning right into her face as she glared back at him. His hands itched to squeeze her throat tighter wanting to watch the panic set in when she could no longer breath at all. Instead he settled for letting the palm of his hand start to radiant a little heat. This should put a little fear into the woman without risking him completely killing her. He watched her face, his scowl only growing deeper when he did not get the reaction he wanted.

She could feel the hand start to heat up. It was slow but the heat continued till it started to burn. But she refused to wince or yield to Dabi. That’s what he wanted; she knew it. And so she would refuse to give him what he wanted till the pain completely became too much. She was sure the skin was already starting to blister. Finally she winced as she bit back the whine that bubbled in her throat. Finally the scowl on Dabi’s face changed to a wide crazed grin. This was what he wanted right away but she refused to just give in forcing herself to go through more pain till she couldn’t take it any more. She couldn’t even bring herself to try and force herself to answer him as she worried if she opened her mouth she would likely cry out in pain.

“See, you can not stop me. Why don’t you just be a good little mouse?” He asked, grinning widely down at her as he watched her blink back tears as he turned off the heat from his quirk.

“Fuck you!” Was the simple growl she gave him though even getting those two words out of her lips was a struggle. It hurt, her neck continued to burn even after his quirk was shut off. The feeling of his fingers still tightly squeezing her next continued to force pain through her body.

A part of Dabi loved this spirit she had and her lack of proper fear of him. But that made him want to break that spirit, he wanted to see what that pretty face of hers would look like with pure genuine fear on it. But he knew he couldn’t do that, in order to break her the way he wanted to would require killing her. And Shigaraki had made it very clear that no one was allowed to kill the girl. Especially not Dabi. But still she was a medic, and was supposed to be able to use some mild healing type of powers so Dabi wasn’t scared to leave a few marks on the woman.

He was bored all day long, he couldn’t go out and do whatever he wanted any more. No running around robbing places, burning people up and just having some good old fun as he pleased. Being stuck in his home all day and night was making him bored and this woman was his newest plaything as he decided to use her as his own personal entertainment.

“Mmm I’d be happy to have a little pet,” Dabi purred, finding the growl from her entertaining. The look of disgust that crossed her face at his words was enough to make him start laughing. He could just hear her words of protest that that wasn’t what she meant. But she seemed to struggle to find the ability to say those words. But her face gave away how unhappy she was with the idea of fucking him. Instead Rin settled for an animistic growl to go with the look of disgust on her face.

Her growl only made him laugh more as he loved to see her turning into a feral animal before him. It just thrilled him to see her struggle to come up with the right words to be able to describe her hatred, anger or disgust with him. He always loved to see just how far could he push her? And for how long would she push back? He wondered when would she give in? When would she stop fighting him? How long would it take to break that strong will and spirit? Those thoughts just thrilled the man bringing a wide manic grin to his face every time he thought of those questions.

“You should remember your place. You're nothing but a replaceable toy. There is very little holding me back from killing you. I’d suggest you be more careful with your actions!” Dabi growled once he stopped laughing and leaned right into her face. The smell of cigarette smoke clung to his breath that glanced across her face from how close he was to her face as he tried to intimidate her.

A mix of emotions washed over her as she knew he wasn’t lying. Killing her would piss off Shigaraki but that would be it, the league could replace her easily. But her pride refused to allow her to show that fear to Dabi knowing he would love it. Instead she simply chose to stick her bottom lip between her teeth biting down hard to keep herself from cursing at the man some more as she looked up at him still meeting his gaze refusing to back down. And yet that had the man grin before he finally ripped his hand away from her neck letting go of her.

“But do remain so much fun my little mouse,” he said before turning and making his way towards the living room. The man was like a yo-yo one minute he was calm and civil the next he seemed to snap and he was nearly a feral manic. The whip lash she was getting was painful. Was he a dirty flirt? Was he an okay guy? Was he a complete lunatic that just wanted to light her ass on fire? Then again he nearly did light her on fire this time.

Finally standing among the kitchen alone she slowly raised a shaking hand up to her neck, nearly whimpering at the pain that erupted from the simplest of touches on the blistering skin. Forcing her feet to move she nearly ran from the kitchen towards the bathroom. The man surely had to have some sort of medication for burns, a lotion or ointment of some sort. Walking into the bathroom she froze at the sight beside her in the mirror.

Her eyes were wide and her breathing still a bit quick, her bottom lip swollen and sore as she had bitten so hard she had broken the skin and hadn’t even noticed. But what had truly caught her attention was the sight of the angry red hand mark that went nearly all the way around her delicate neck. The skin was blistering in spots and ugly looking. The pain was numb at first but as she moved the air even seemed to burn her sensitive skin. She didn’t even feel bad as she started to rummage through the drawers in the bathroom looking for something. The pyro had to have something. Painkillers, creams, something! And yet as she looked through the drawers she didn’t find anything that she was looking for. The man had to end up being burned by his own quirk to some extent, and her no cream? No pain killers? Actually now that she thought it over for a second the man most likely used illegal substances for his pain management. It wasn’t like he could walk into a hospital and see a doctor. That was why they kidnapped her with her basic medical knowledge and minor medical usages for her quirk.

She sighed as she turned her attention back to her image in the mirror taking the time to inspect her burn a little more carefully. She had never healed a burn before and it would be a tricky thing to heal. She needed to figure out how deep the burn was. The pain was a good sign, it didn’t damage nerves. It was most likely at least a second degree as she didn’t think it was a third degree burn. Which meant she would need to repair the cells in her epidermis and dermis cells. With her right hand raised up to her neck she placed her fingers as close to the burn as she could before she started to focus on the delicate work of repairing her dermis layer of skin.

It was delicate work, and working on her own body was always taxing. But she needed to work on the deepest damage slowly working her way up and towards her epidermis layer. By the time she opened her eyes panting softly she could see the burn looked a little less angry, the blistering almost gone. But now a sweat licked her forehead as the pain was still there but a little more manageable now as well. Not much different than when she would burn her hand on the stove. Tomorrow she could heal the rest but for now she was feeling exhausted both mentally and physically.

With that she slowly walked out of bathroom but now a new fire flickered in her as she found herself storming down the hall and into the living room to find Dabi sitting on the couch a smoke between his fingers his eyes flickering over to look at her before a grin broke out over his face at the sight of the still red hand mark on hay littered her neck. It was Dabi’s mark he left on her and although he was sure she healed it up, the sweat that licked her skin told him she had been using her quirk.

“Oh what’s the matter? couldn’t heal up a little burn?” Dabi asked his voice, taunting the woman as he could see the anger on her face.

“I want to talk to Shigaraki!” She growled at him completely ignoring his taunting comment. Instead her demand actually seemed to surprise him as she watched him arch an eyebrow at her.

“Why the hell do you want to talk with Shigaraki?” He asked a slight growl to his voice as he didn’t seem to exactly like her demand.

“That’s none of your business what I want to discuss with him,” she growled back as she watched him frown at her seemingly not pleased with demand.

“Awe you gonna go crying to the crusty man crying that I’m mean?” He asked once again his voice taking on a taunting tone but his frown gave away his unhappiness.

“Not at all. But if I’m going to be working for the League of Villain's then I need to talk business with him. Or whoever is in charge,” she said simply though yes she did also want to bitch about Dabi and his treatment of her. But she wasn’t going to admit that.

“Fine I’ll try and contact him but don’t expect the man child to agree to talk to you,” Dabi said with a chuckle, fully expecting that Shigaraki would shoot down her request to talk with him. That was all she needed to hear. Without even a thank you she turned in her heels and stormed to her bedroom. If Dabi was going to keep his word then she wouldn’t completely heal the burn, she wanted it as proof of what Dabi was doing to her. She wasn’t sure if it would help but it was worth a try.

With that Dabi watched as she turned and made her way for the bedroom she would hide away from. He could keep his word and reach out to the man but he didn’t expect the man child to agree. Shigaraki didn’t usually like it when people tried to make demands of him so surely the man would not agree to see the girl. With her hidden away in her room Dabi pulled his cell phone from his pants pocket punching in a number he had come to memorize before raising the phone to his ear. The sound of the raspy voice asking him what he wanted was his greeting.

“Your little princess is demanding to talk with you Shigaraki,” Dabi said, simply getting straight to the point. The pause in a reply surprised him as it was unlike the crusty man to not just burst out in a no and hang up. Instead he could hear the man scratching at his neck in the silence before he finally spoke up.

“Bring her to the bar tomorrow afternoon,” was the time Shigaraki gave before he hung up on Dabi, not going to give the man a chance to ask any questions. Dabi was forced to frown down at his phone in his hand. What was it that Shigaraki saw in the woman? Why was the man willing to meet with her? It just confused Dabi to see the man child acting in such an odd way.

With that Dabi turned his attention to his cigarette that sat in the ashtray on his coffee table before he reached out to pick it up bringing the end up to his lips and taking a drag allowing the nicotine filled smoke to fill his lunges before he slowly let out the lunge full of smoke into the air before him. What is it about this woman? Why did Shigaraki care about her? Why her?

Dabi’s mind was just filled with questions and he did not like that as he sat back deep into the couch trying to sooth his irritation with the cigarette between his fingers but it did little to help the more he thought about the woman. He doubted Shigaraki would tell him anything if he asked but still, it seemed the woman wasn’t the only one who was curious and had questions for the crusty man.

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