#ask-the-18-matsus

[bunnimatsu]

i work at a store that sells sex toys so these are toys i think the matsus would use on you and themselves.

tag(s): nsfw, pervy matsu boys, gay thoughts (for the male readers), not rlly edited, THIS SUCKS.

note(s): some of these are vague but i’m also practicing on how i interpret them while also giving people like…the canon versions of them so this is all for practice, idk what compelled me to write this i’ve been at work all day

edit: this was supposed to be posted a LOOONNGG time ago. so now, its being posted on 11/18/23

osomatsu

on you: wand massagers, anal beads

wand massagers are his FAVORITE to use on you if or when he can’t really access your clit while he’s pounding you from behind, he’ll reach around you with a wand to get you to cum faster. if you’re his boyfriend, he defo uses it on both of your cocks.

anal beads come in close second, especially if you’re his boyfriend. for girlfriends, it doesn’t come as much unless you two are having a LOONNGG night. (like bdsm nights)

on himself: strokers, cock rings, anal plugs (sometimes)

when you introduced oso to strokers, he was in HEAVEN. he got addicted real fast when you gifted him one as a joke. (not a joke anymore now is it) like, you gave it to him and he was genuinely like “oh my god thanks. i love it. and i love you mwah mwah mwah” and now he has like…5 of them. all different kinds, even a butthole one so he can practice anal for when the real deal happens. also, no fucks on where he ‘hides’ them. (well…until he got yelled at by choromatsu).

(for the gays) you gifted the butthole one as an actual joke and he laughed at it but when you left…

lets just say he couldn’t stop using it while thinking of you. yeah. btw it happens constantly. whether you’re his boyfriend or not.

cock rings are his favorite only because you told him he can last longer with them. (and my guy loves fucking so…)

anal plugs or anything anal on him doesn’t really interest him unless you ask him if you can perform it on him but the times where he’s either submissive or you ask, he likes them. sometimes he feels pretty in the jeweled ones you have.

karamatsu

on you: vibrating cock rings (for male), vibrating bullets, wax candles

i think he likes taking it up the ass more so he makes you last longer by using the cock rings AND ones that vibrate because he just likes the feeling of it inside his asshole.

i think he likes playing around with you somewhat before the main event, i mean don’t get me wrong, kara is a tender and romantic lover but he likes making you feel good before and during sex. so sometimes he’ll use the bullet to press it against your clit while he eats you out or fingers you.

wax candles go for both you and him. while yes, i said he’s a romantic person, he won’t let the candles he lit for you around the bed go to waste. this is entirely if you are into it, he won’t bring it up ever again if he approached you about it and you refused.

on him: strap ons, cock sleeves, cock rings

strap ons are self explanatory, like i said, i think kara likes it up the ass more than anyone you’ve ever been with (he’s a bottom idc what you say). the way he approached you about it was kind of funny because he saw it in your little chest of sex toys and he was curious at first but then awkwardly mentioned it during a convo about spicing up your sex lives.

cock sleeves. whether you use it to finger him or enhance your own cock, karamatsu is all for it. he likes the ones with the ridges because he’s a slut and he NEEDS to feel all of you.

cock rings are mostly used on you, sure, but he also definitely uses them. if you’re a person that likes to go multiple rounds that is.

choromatsu(bator) (thank you dub oso for that nickname)

on you: any clitoral stimulators so roses, suction vibes, etc.

if i’m being honest to myself and you, choromatsu, even with guidance, lowkey kinda sucks at foreplay. so you and him kinda have to use anything that presses against you to get you fully ready.

on him: *rubs hands together* here we go.

vibrating anal plugs, vibrating panties, lube that looks like cum (thats actually a thing its called ‘fuck sauce’ and we sell it in my store), remote control vibes, cock sleeves

look me in the fucking eye and tell me that this man is not willing to let you do anything and everything to him. i dare you.

i won’t go into detail with each one cuz thats gonna take up my word count limit for each boy but FUCK does he like it messy and wet. sometimes he’ll even let you get a paddle on his ass 😏

ichimatsu

on you: oh. the obvious. any bdsm kit you find, wax candles, etc.

when you officially introduced and familiarized ichimatsu with toys and other stuff, he, like oso, got addicted. and was in heaven. of course at first he was really nervous because he’s been a virgin all his life, but with love and trust coming from you, his s/o, he’s become a FIEND. like you have no idea what you created but it sure as hell was a monster.

on him: same thing

while ichi has his dom moments, its safe to say he’s absolutely a SUCKER for receiving the same treatment as he gives you. his favorite HAS to be a paddle to the ass and hot wax dripping all over his body.

jyushimatsu

on you: flavored lube, rabbit vibes

you remember jyushi’s expression when you said there was such thing as flavored lube. his eyes lit up and then turned to the curious cat eyes. did it taste good? why was it a thing? how? he likes giving you oral with it, its his favorite activity so far in the bedroom (whether you have a cock or pussy)

jyushi is playful in bed just as he is in his everyday life so when you showed him your rabbit vibes, he laughed in joy and watched it shake with vibration or if you have the thrusters, he would giggle at how they moved up and down. it’s cute and funny at first but when you’re pent up, you grab him like “jyushi. if you don’t fuck me right now-“

and then you two actually fuck like rabbits. well…after he fucks you good with the vibe….

on him: anything!

i couldn’t really pick any toys that jyushi would like on himself but i’m pretty sure he would be down with anything and everything except the complicated and hardcore bdsm stuff.

he doesn’t want either of you to be hurt during sex because it’s supposed to be a feel good activity!

todomatsu

on you: vibrating panties, remote control bullets, suction vibrators, vibrating anal plugs

look me in the eye again, and tell me he won’t be a little shit with all four of those things. satan spawn when it comes to teasing you. he knows when you’re close too, he picked up on your cues pretty quickly and it always ends with him edging the hell outta you.

of course you get upsetti and frustrated, which he adores. (to an extent) and he just smirks at you and continues until you’re begging and a mess.

on him: strap ons, anal plugs and beads, lube that looks like cum (or just your cum in general if you’re a dude)

NEED I REMIND YOU OF MY PEGGING HCS AGAIN?

kidding, but fr.

totty doesn’t like anything too much but i think anal stuff is as far as he’ll go in regards to ‘hardcore’ sessions.

once in a while or when he’s just being a goddamn brat, he’ll push his hips back against yours with a shit eating smirk and make fake whiney noises to tease you. and when you snap and fuck him good, he’s buried face down into the pillows and sheets so fast and crying.

#jarvis.fics #or…drabble? #idk #osomatsu san #mr osomatsu x reader #osomatsu san imagine #osomatsu #karamatsu #choromatsu #ichimatsu #jyushimatsu #todomatsu #osomatsu san smut #mr. osomatsu smut #mr osomatsu smut

[satellitevenusnine]

The Leaders

18+ explicit, Paya x Tauro, 8k+ words. Romance/Fluff. All the romance. Cozy. My kink is healthy communication. Not hurt/comfort, more like emotional release/physical release. Spoilers for the "Finding the Fifth Sage" questline. Proportionally speaking, 60% of this fic is sex scene. I'm waiting on an AO3 invite but the fic will live here for now. Apologies for any typos, this is my first piece of writing in 8 years. Not looking for critique or writing advice, but if you like it, feel free to send some love my way. I just saw the lack of content and decided to fill the gap, so to speak.

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When Tauro returned to Kakariko village, he was grinning from ear to ear.

Koko and Cottla ran to greet him at the southwest gate shouting their excitement into the light of the evening sun. Koko offered him one of her ring garlands and he swung her up onto his shoulder so she could put it around his neck. Cottla insisted that Tauro try a recipe she was working on. Grabbing his hand, Cottla pulled the unresisting researcher toward a bubbling cooking pot.

Paya heard the clamor from her loft window. She descended into the main room of the village hall and leaned out the window facing the High Spirits produce store. Tauro would have been hard to miss in most contexts, but her eyes immediately found the curly streak of white in a tumble of dark hair. His head was thrown back laughing and she couldn’t help but smile herself. She noticed the container of scrolls strapped to his back and felt excitement pull her to her toward the door. She slipped on her geta and hurried to meet the welcoming party.

“Lady Paya!” Cottla called out. “Come try my Mommy’s pumpkin recipe!”

Paya bowed to the child. “Thank you, Cottla. I would love to.”

Tauro playfully smacked his lips together and patted his belly. “Hey there, Paya! It’s so yummy, I’d eat up the whole pot if you let me!”

Cottla began to give a small lecture about the importance of sharing, Tauro and Koko on his shoulder nodding along gravely. Paya smiled to herself as she helped herself to a spoonful of nutty, spicy, meat-stuffed pumpkin. She savored the warmth as the flavors suddenly reminded her that she had gone too long without eating that day, lost in her ledgers of village supplies. Hunger to the point of nausea rose up and she had to lean a little against the matsu pine tree next to the pot. Lecture concluded, Cottla asked Paya what she thought of the food.

“You were absolutely right about sharing what we have in times of struggle, but I could eat up every last bit myself!” Paya said. She sighed a little. “Have you ever gotten so focused on something that you almost forget you have a body?”

Cottla frowned and shook her head “no,” but Koko was thoughtful for a moment and said, “Sometimes when I’m making my ring garlands, I want to only be thinking about nice things so the people who buy them can feel good as long as they have the garlands. It feels like that’s the only thing that exists, praying and braiding. Then it feels funny when my hands start to ache or something and it’s like I wasn’t even Koko for a while.”

Paya nodded at the older girl. “That’s exactly it.”

Tauro asked Koko, “Can I give you a hug?” and she threw her arms around his neck. He squeezed her tightly, swung her around once and set her giggling on her feet. “I’m glad you are Koko,” he told her. She laughed, waved, and ran back to her garland stand, but Cottla was still frowning at Paya.

“How are you sposed to take care of the village if you forget you have a body?” Cottla asked indignantly, shaking her ladle at the chief.

Paya bowed her head and folded her hands as if to beg forgiveness. “If I knew what delicious food was waiting for me, it would be much harder to forget,” she insisted.

Cottla lowered her ladle, squinting in suspicion. “You only had one bite! You better take a whole pumpkin and eat it all up!” She insisted right back.

Paya smiled in her gentle way. “Thank you, I will. And I will try to remember that you are counting on me to eat well, little Cottla.”

The little girl nodded decisively. She turned her ladle on Tauro now. “You take one, too. I gotta take the rest to Daddy now.”

Tauro grinned and said thanks, hoisting the box of scrolls off his back and setting his ring garland on top of it before scooping a stuffed pumpkin out of the steamer in the pot. He noticed Paya’s focus gravitate toward the box. “I’m surprised you managed to go this long without asking me about my findings! Link helped us land one of the biggest hauls in MILLENIA of Zonai research,” he told her now that they were alone.

Paya’s eyes lit up and she opened her mouth to ask a question when her belly growled as loud as a lynel. Hand over her stomach, she sighed a big sigh. “Cottla is right. I - I’m famished,” Paya replied. “As my honored guest, it is indelicate of me to eat without you starting the meal yourself. As desirous as I am to hear your news, may we please eat together?”

Something seemed to give Tauro pause for a second. His face was hard to read in a way that had nothing to do with his eyes being hidden under curls. Then his usual cheerful smile split the solemn expression and he tucked into his stuffed pumpkin without wasting another word.

Paya bowed her head and gave thanks, then did her best to match Tauro’s leisurely pace instead of tearing into her dish the way her stomach demanded. They ate in companionable silence and left the chatter to the cuccoos until the last morsel made it to Paya’s mouth.

“May I ask you something, Chief Paya?” Tauro inquired.

Paya nodded, dabbing her mouth delicately.

“Did you used to forget meals before the Ring Ruins fell?”

She glanced up at him in mild surprise. He had never really asked her such a personal question before.

She nodded slowly. “For a while after my mother passed away.”

Tauro made a noise of sympathy. “I’m so sorry to hear that.”

Paya looked down at her hands in her lap for a long, quiet moment. “She would have been chief before me if she had lived ’til Grandmother left,” she heard herself say. “I had to start preparations to take her place under Grandmother’s tutelage immediately after…” She was suddenly conscious of having forgotten to put on her chieftain hat in her hurry to greet Tauro and the children. She felt exposed without it now.

Paya felt a tear slip down her cheek and brushed it away reflexively. She had wished for her mother intensely while the stone ruins rained down on the village and the castle rose into the sky, and it had passed out of her awareness until now. A wave of grief hit her, recent losses calling to old ones amid the uncertainty of the future. She was trying so hard to be what the village needed both now and if the Demon King should return to his full power. She desperately fought back a sob.

Tauro was suddenly on his knees in front of her, blurry from the tears she couldn’t hold back anymore. “You don’t have to hide this from anyone, least of all from me,” he murmured. But Paya had both hands pressed tightly to her mouth and she found that she couldn’t look at him.

“Can I give you a hug?” Tauro asked. Paya felt certain that she would drown him if she let loose, but the need for release was greater and she flung her arms open to his embrace. How long had it been since she was held? Not since she was entrusted with the care of the village, at the very least. Not for many Blood Moons. She poured her tears upon his chest and it felt like she became a wild thing howling. Tauro subtly waved away onlookers concerned for their chief and kept her wrapped firmly in his arms no matter how roughly her wailing wracked her body. Her cries echoed off the cliffsides and it sounded like the mountains cried with her in many voices. When she began to tire out he drew her in closer, rocking slightly, until she relaxed in one big sigh. A breeze clacked the wooden emi hanging above them.

“Thank you,” Paya croaked, face still pressed against his body. Tauro just hummed an acknowledgement and the sound of it vibrated through her skull. She sat listening to the great whoosh of his heartbeat for a minute, relaxing further. When she finally raised her head, she found herself looking for his eyes.

“May I…?” Paya started to ask. “May I pull your hair away from your face? I just realized I have never actually seen your eyes.”

Tauro smiled gently. “Of course.”

What little distance remained between them was closed with great tenderness as Paya tucked long locks behind his ears. She wasn’t fully prepared for the sensation of falling into his gaze once she could finally meet it. The warmth and concern present, the patience and the steadiness disarmed her.

“Oh!” She said, startled. “Oh. This is quite intimate.”

Tauro’s smile grew into a grin, hiding his eyes once again in deep creases. “Yeah.” He replied. One large hand traced slow circles on her back. “Are you ok?” He asked.

She nodded “yes”, unable to look away from his face.

The sound of someone clearing their throat nearby startled her back into the wider world.

“Lady Paya,” Dorian greeted her. “Would you like to rest now that you’ve had your evening meal?”

Paya drew away from Tauro reluctantly. He, in turn, left his hand to linger on her back, a fortifying presence.

“You’ve got a little pumpkin in your beard, friend,” Tauro pointed out to Dorian. The guardsman hurriedly brushed the food from his face as Paya collected herself.

“Please thank Cottla again for her fine cooking and her care for her Chief,” Paya told Dorian, a noticeable rasp in her voice now. “Both your daughters do so much for the village. I can see the future of the Sheikah is bright because of them.” She bowed deeply to her bodyguard.

Dorian’s attitude softened somewhat. “Thank you, Lady Paya. I give thanks for them myself every day.” Straightening his posture, he asked, “Would you like to be escorted to your chambers?”

“Yes, I would,” Paya smiled, “but I wonder if I would be better served if you took the night off to rest and spend time with your family. They reminded me once again that without our health, the village cannot go on. We each must take care of our bodies and our hearts. Mr. Tauro has news of the latest developments in Master Link’s journey that he has yet to share with me and it may be best to relay that information in private. Cado and Olkin have guard duty in front of the village hall tonight so I will be well protected.”

“Tauro, would you be willing to accompany me to my chambers?” She asked.

Tauro beamed, bowed, and said, “Absolutely, my Lady!”

Dorian looked taken aback but bowed as well. “Our Lady knows best. I will enjoy time with my girls and return to my post refreshed in the morning.”

Paya felt the absence of the heat of Tauro’s hand when he took it from her back. The sound of Dorian’s footsteps receded.

She averted her gaze from the play of his muscles as Tauro shouldered the crate of scrolls again and clasped her hands in front of her heart. Grandmothers, see him through my Eye. Is he for the Sheikah tribe or for tonight?

Tauro’s hand lightly grasped her shoulder to let her know he was ready. Paya looked up at him and felt a pricking between her eyes that felt like the day her tattoo was inked. A spreading heat and intense yearning for him soaked into her bones. Her lips parted and she began the meditative breath. If you do this it will be Ceremony. Voiced yet voiceless.

She covered his hand with one of hers and spoke it. “If we join, it will be Ceremony. As Chief of the village, I do not do this casually. Knowing this, would you be willing to accompany me to my bedchambers?”

His lips parted too. With so much of his body bare, when he flushed it was very visible. “Yes, my Lady.”

Fireflies began to glow in the village round.

***

“I would still enjoy hearing what you discovered in Faron,” Paya said as she and Tauro climbed the loft stairs together.

“In my wildest dreams, I could never have imagined we’d find depictions of the workings of these ancient conductors, let alone EXTANT ritual garb made by Zonai for HYLIANS to wear!” He gushed without hesitation

“I almost lost my sea legs when me and Calip found Link WEARING the artifacts under a site struck by lightning that had been directed by Zonai conductors!”

Paya giggled and directed him to set the box of scrolls on her work table. “‘Lost your sea legs?’ Like lost your balance from shock?”

“Exactly right! The conductors were able to channel the energy away from the giant storm above Faron Woods, possibly due to the electricity attraction of metals and the energy absorbing properties of Zonaite!”

Paya shook her head in disbelief. “That kind of power… Truly a fascinating culture, but that kind of capability gives me pause.”

“Oh, 100%” Tauro said with vigor. “But now that WE can access these relics, it’s important that everyone know as much as we can about them. Their effect on the world, why they were put there, who they affected, the material cost to make them!”

Paya smiled. “I agree. Let no one person be considered the master of such relics.”

“Uh-huh. I like that.” Tauro looked around the room, scratching his head.

“Paya, may I make myself more comfortable?”

“Of course, Tauro. Do you need to ask?”

“Well, that means taking off the clothes I wear to fit in better with the Sheikah and sitting on your bed because my head damn near hits the rafters.”

Paya blushed from her seat next to her work table. “How much of your clothing do you wear to preserve my sense of modesty?” She asked.

“Basically, all of it.”

“Oh.”

Silence.

“Tauro, please make yourself comfortable.”

He smiled but it was one she had never seen before. Teasing. He wore boldness better than any garment.

He uncovered his head and shook out his hair. Paya became very aware of her body as the yearning pull started up again. He was right, his head nearly touched the beams of her ceiling. He tilted his chin, leaning contrapposto, and slid his vest off his shoulders, followed by a shirt he had mostly deconstructed. He untied his arm band, the turn of his head accentuating the tendons in his neck. He ran his hands languidly across his chest, grinning. “Still doing ok over there?”

“Oh, yes,” Paya breathed. Her expression shifted from entranced to curious. “How can you share yourself with the whole world like that?”

“I’ve got nothing to hide and everything to feel.”

Paya’s view drifted inward as she considered what Tauro had said. “That sounds wonderful,” she murmured. “You are truly blessed, Tauro.”

It was his turn to look introspective, stroking his chin and playing with the tie in his beard. “I hadn’t really thought of it that way. Do you want to hide, Paya?”

She looked into his face again. “Not right now. Not from you.”

He put his hand over his heart. “I am truly blessed.”

“Are you as… comfortable as you want to be, Tauro?”

“I’ve got more to show you, Paya.”

“Please, make yourself at home here.”

Another heartwarming grin. Off came his tool belt, his gloves, his research notebook in it’s net pouch, his purely decorative jacket around his waist. He licked his lips and hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his shorts. Paya’s breathing sounded loud in her own ears. Pushing his hips forward slightly, Tauro eased his last article of clothing off his body slowly and gracefully, relishing the sensation of his skin being exposed. He was left in only his Lurelin beads and magnifying lens pendant. He stretched his arms a little and brushed his hair back to make eye contact with Paya. Her mouth was open slightly and the heat in her eyes was intense. Even when he was at half-mast, to borrow a Lurelin phrase, he was the picture of desire.

“I think I see what you mean now,” she said with some awe in her voice. “If I were to visit you in Lurelin, should I wear something like… that?”

The beads draped around Tauro’s hips actually rattled when his cock jumped at the thought. Paya’s breath drew in sharply. “I think that is something you and I can definitely try just for us,” he said in a measured tone, “but most folks in Lurelin these days wear some cloth. They just don’t mind that I like sticking to the old ways.”

Paya let out a scandalized giggle, eyes wide. “I’m glad I asked first.”

Tauro sat down on her bed. “Are you comfortable, Lady Paya?” He leaned back onto his elbows, abs flexing as his torso curled along the length of her bed.

“I, um. I might need some assistance. My hands are a little unsteady right now.” She admitted.

He sat up again and held his arms out to her. She got up out of her seat and crossed the room to him. He was looking up at her face for the first time, but not by much. His hands slid across the sash at her waist and up her back as he drew her between his bare legs. The heavy wool of her garments was velvety against his inner thighs. He stroked her back as she reached for his face. She cupped his jaw with both hands, stroking her thumbs across the stubble on his cheeks. Half-lidded, her dark eyes looked like endless pools he could drown in. She leaned in for a gentle kiss.

A different kind of hunger began to make demands of her body. She moaned into Tauro’s mouth and he gasped, fingers flexing along her spine. The kiss deepened. Her hands were in his hair, tracing the curve of his collar bone, clasping the back of his neck. He grasped at her hips, slid his palms up her rib cage, dragged fingers down her shoulder blades. “Ohhhhh,” Paya moaned again, arching into him.

Tauro pulled away first. “What assistance do you need, my Lady?” He asked.

Her eyes cleared a little of desire. “Oh!” She said, a little breathlessly. “Um, something just occurred to me. Before you help me, um, get comfortable, you should know I may come away from this bed bearing new life. It is our custom to make vows before Hylia should we become family in that way. The bond is forever, in this lifetime and maybe the next.”

Tauro stroked her back again. “The bright future of the Sheikah tribe?” He smiled. She met his smile with one of her own. He put one of her hands over his heart and put one of his hands over hers. “Do I get to be your official consort or something?” Paya’s shy delight practically set her face aglow.

“You get a seat by my side always in all matters. Any children I bear will have the right to wear the Eye tattoo as proof of their unbroken Sheikah lineage.”

“That’s what that means?!”

Paya nodded “yes.”

“Wow. You really want me to be a part of that?”

She nodded again.

He really considered her words, but his hand never left hers, still touching his heart. He interlaced his fingers with hers. Taking in a deep breath and locking eyes with her, he said, “I would be truly blessed.”

Paya’s eyes filled but they were happy tears this time. She leaned in for another kiss and Tauro brought a hand up to her face, touching her tattoo reverently before their lips met again. She began to feel the press of his arousal against her body and her breath escaped her in a long exhale. Tauro moaned a little and let his hands roam down to her lower back and beyond. He used his solid grip on her ass to press her hips against his. “OhhHHHH!” from Paya, than a gasp. Tauro made a noise deep in his throat as their kissing gained a fiercer edge.

“Tauro,” she whispered, “Please…”

He stopped to let her catch her breath. “‘Please’ what, Paya?”

She had to find her words again. “I do not think I can manage knots right now. Will you undo my ties for me?”

He took her hands, kissed her palms, his sure fingers making quick work of the ties at her wrists and forearms. “Easier than untangling fishing line,” he chuckled.

Smiling down at him, Paya reached up to her hair to undo her top knot. Her loose sleeves revealed bare arms and Tauro gulped, realizing that this was the genuinely the most he’d seen of her body so far. She put her hair sticks and vermillion ribbons down on the stand next to her bed as Tauro rubbed her hips. She shook her head now that her hair was free and Tauro saw that in the lamp light, the strands shimmered like silver but had an aura of gold. His breath caught in his chest.

“The knot in my obi tie is tucked into my back,” she told him.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her again. “How do you tie it like that?” He whispered against her lips.

“I tie it in front and twist it round to the back,” she laughed. “But I like this way of discovering.”

“Mmm.” Tauro agreed between kisses, “Me too.”

Another quick knot to undo and her obi was on the floor, her great surcoat hanging freely around her body. She pulled it off and Tauro was shocked and delighted to see she was wearing a halter top underneath. When he ran his hands up her back again, they both thrilled at the touch of skin on skin. She leaned into his touch, letting her head drop back while she steadied herself with a grip on his shoulders. Groaning from the pressure of her pelvis against his bare groin, Tauro laid kisses along her collarbone while his hands confidently explored her newly exposed territory. His breath hissed through his teeth when he realized her neck was still entirely covered.

“There are two clasps at the back,” Paya whispered.

In a flash, he had them open. She released his shoulders to pull her top over her head and then it joined her obi and coat on the floor. Unconsciously, Paya clasped her hands over her heart, covering her bare breasts with her arms. Tauro’s breathing was unsteady and his mouth hung open slightly. She could feel the heat and humidity from his breath on her chest. He looked only at her face as she reached a hand to run her fingers through his hair and closed his eyes when she began to lightly scratch his scalp.

“The ties at my waist are the last,” she said.

Tauro hugged her tightly and pressed his face against her throat. Both Paya’s hands were in his hair now and the skin on the back of his neck tingled as her nails traced circles round and round. He grazed teeth against the hollow between her throat and shoulder and she cried out. Massaging her glutes, he kissed and sucked and worked her neck. Her hips began to move against his and he grunted. When she started scratching circles on his shoulders and upper back, Tauro cried out too, muffled against her neck. Running his own fingers through her hair, he brought Paya’s mouth to his and drank of her desire.

A cool breeze came through the loft’s open window and raised gooseflesh on Paya’s fevered skin. Tauro’s hands burned where he touched her.

He drew away first, holding eye contact as he released the ties from the curves of her hips and the thin cotton underskirt fell away.

“Are you comfortable now, my Lady?”

Paya shivered slightly from excitement. Her blush was everywhere. Tauro could feel the warmth and damp from between her legs against his body. “My need for you is uncomfortable. I ache with it,” she said. Tauro felt his own body tighten in response and he tipped his head back. He sucked his breath in through his teeth. “Ah.. yes. Right there with you.” Drawing her into his arms again, he just held her skin to skin for the first time. “I don’t know that I fully appreciated how sensitized you would be with all that cloth and tradition between you and the world.” He told her. Something in her belly unclenched and she let out a breath.

“Oh! Does joining not feel like that to everyone?”

Tauro pulled back slightly to meet her eyes, eyebrows raised. “Beloved, nothing we’ve done so far has felt like joining with anyone I’ve ever been with.”

“I want us to be comfortable together.” He said. “It doesn’t have to be all about tension to get release.”

Her eyelids fluttered a bit as she took that in. “Can you show me?” Paya asked.

Tauro licked his lips and began making slow circles with his hand on her upper back. “Focus on breathing deeply for a bit.” He intoned, leaning in to brush a kiss below her ear.

She could do that. She felt the rhythm of his breathing slow down and began to match it. Tauro massaged between her shoulder blades and planted kisses along her neck while she took in as much breath as she could and released it as slowly as possible. A practiced meditative breath. When she inhaled, he put a hand on her rising breastbone and just rested there, the other hand moving to the curve of her back. A long sigh out and he laid his lips to linger on the junction of her neck and shoulder. He cupped one of her breasts which prompted her next breath in and she pressed into his hand. “Ahhhhhhhhh” Paya sighed.

“Do you feel more comfortable now, Beloved?” Tauro asked, voice buzzing against her throat.

“Oh, yes,” she breathed. The passion she rode began to feel more like a great current than a tempest

“Do you want me to start opening you up?” He asked.

“OH! Oh, yes.”

“Let’s lay you down, Beloved.”

“Mmmmmmmm. Yes.”

Tauro simply splayed both hands across her back and lay down, taking her with him. Stretched out on top of him, Paya took his face in her hands and kissed him deeply, slowly, passing the leading rhythm back and forth between them. Tauro rolled them over so that Paya was on her back and he straddled her hips. More kisses, more sighs, more discovering.

“Will you spread your legs for me, Beloved?” He asked.

She bit her swollen lower lip as he raised himself onto knees and elbows. Running her hands down her body, she squeezed her breasts, traced the curves of her belly, and began to touch her lowest lips as she spread her thighs for him.

“OH!” Tauro gasped and wasted no time covering her face, neck, and chest with kisses. She sighed and kept her breathing steady, but the weight of his body pressed against her vulva made her play with her pussy more urgently.

He cupped and caressed her breasts, sucking a nipple deeply into his mouth, jaw open wide, and laving the underside of her breast with his tongue. “Yessssssss,” she breathed, arching up into him, raining kisses on the top of his head, her free hand tangled in the waves of his hair. He squeezed and massaged, worshipping alternately with hand and mouth, briefly pausing to listen to her racing heart.

Her slit was so slick now, she could feel her nectar dripping like honey over the crack of her ass and soaking into the futon. There was a patch on Tauro’s belly where he pressed his body against her. When he rose up, a string of it followed him.

“Paya, my Lady. Beloved,” he moaned “May I taste you between your legs?”

She whimpered. “Yes!”

He lay his cheek along her belly and brought her wet hand to his mouth. He kissed and licked her fingers, sucked them greedily one by one making little sounds of appreciation, licked the creases between her fingers with the flat and the point of his tongue. Her hips moved beneath him and she sighed. He nuzzled her stomach tenderly, being mindful of his stubbly cheeks. He gripped the prominences of her pelvis and gave kisses like blessings across her womb. Paya intertwined her fingers with his as he kissed the top of her mound. She squeezed his hands and tried to remember her deep breathing as she felt warmth, then cool against her slit as Tauro exhaled, then inhaled, then sighed hot breath against her most intimate of parts.

He kissed her clitoris when he felt her begin an inhalation. Immediately, her legs spread wider, pushing her pussy against his face. He squeezed her hands back and put his whole mouth on her flesh, sucking while his tongue slowly, deliberately writhed and licked between her lips.

“Ahhh!” She cried out, thrusting into him. Her back arched up off the bed as she tried to breathe in slowly through her nose. “ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” she sighed out, grinding gently, head tossed to one side.

Tauro made noises of satisfaction between her thighs and her rhythm stuttered. He hummed with her lips in his mouth and rimmed her slit with his tongue. She pressed into him and fell back on the bed. She let go of his hands to massage her breasts and he grabbed a pillow to put under her buttocks. Lapping the length of her with the flat of his tongue, he lifted up her hips and wrapped his strong arms around her thighs, pulling them open further and angling her pussy for a deep drink. Her well had many waters for him. He dipped into her with thrusting tongue and Paya’s voice dropped a whole octave. “UHHhhhh,” she groaned. She scraped her nails across her nipples and reached for Tauro’s head between her legs. He spread her lips wider with rubbing fingers, aiming to relax the muscles of her pelvic floor. He nursed her clit and swirled his tongue inside of her.

She felt like she was melting into his mouth. Her eyes closed and her hips rippled more smoothly against his face, knees dropping toward the futon as she unfurled to him. She made a tender fist in his hair.

“Oh!” Paya sighed, rubbing the space between her breasts with the other hand.

The bed moved slightly from Tauro pushing his own hips into the futon. Her strokes against his tongue started to grip him and he voiced his hunger for her climax. Fingers, lips, suction, pressure, depth. He came up for air with a ragged breath and then sank back into her. With his tongue as deep inside her as it would go, he curled it up toward her pubic bone, moving the point back and forth. Her thighs began to shake. Her toes pointed into his ribs, then flexed. She took as much breath as she could into her diaphragm and felt her Hara, her solar plexus, open up. Then Paya let herself feel it all. His joyful presence after a time of fear and tragedy. The ease with which formality dropped away as they worked together. His enthusiasm and his ability to sit in observation the way she sat in meditation. The way in which he hid nothing and sensed everything.

She rained her sacred waters on him and he did his best to drink them down. His hands roamed her body, touching her everywhere. Her thighs were pressed against his ears. Her cries sounded almost musical, going up and down scales. Tauro heard them as if swimming through the solid conductor of her flesh. He felt like he was being swallowed. Her walls pulsing against his lips and tongue, her hips rolling his head, her hand drawing him in. The smell and taste of sea water. His eyes rolled up. Every sense was filled with her release. Paya moved against him like ocean waves, like something bigger than the bounds of the earth. Thunder clapped overhead. With one hand clutched against her heart, she let go and let the rhythm ride her. It tumbled them both.

When Tauro came up for air again, he was a little wobbly. His lips were puffy. Veins pulsed in his neck. His beard and some of his curls were dripping. His entire face and torso from the nose down were shiny from her gushing waters. Lifting himself up onto his elbow, he burped.

Paya felt like the whole expansive world was her body. She was luxuriating in it when she heard Tauro’s burp and opened her eyes to see a very soggy man.

“Are you well, Tauro?” Her voice sounded resonant like a bell.

A toothy grin appeared. “Beloved, I’m well.”

“Will there be more joining tonight?”

“Mm. The intention is there. Give me a moment, please.”

“Oh, I didn’t mean —“

He nuzzled his face against her knee with as much energy as he could muster and stroked the top of her thigh. “I know. If not now, after a nap. I want you too.”

Her smile was loving. She reached out her arms for him. He belly-crawled up on knees and elbows til her face was within kissing distance. Their torsos were slippery from her fluids and the promise of rain in the air.

Tauro flung his hair back and leaned over her to lace his fingers behind the base of her skull. His eyes explored Paya’s face. He kissed her Eye tattoo and pressed his forehead there, taking a deep breath and exhaling through his nostrils. She met his unblinking gaze and inhaled his breath deep into her Hara.

“Do you know that tradition?” He asked her.

“I’ve not heard of nor experienced it before, but I did what felt right.”

He stroked her hair. “Bright future.”

“Family,” she replied.

“It’s not just for lovers,” he said. “If you share breath, you share life.”

She smiled, reached for the edge of the futon quilt they lay atop of and wrapped it over both of them.

“Do you want to tell me more about your practices, Tauro?”

He sighed happily and flopped to one side, letting his hand play with the curves of Paya’s ribs, waist, hip.

“Where I come from, grandparents and grandbabies do it, parents and children, people you’ve grown up with or survived great challenges with. It’s feeding each other, and it’s like a language that belongs to plants and creatures, minerals and the weather. It all breathes.”

Paya nodded in appreciation. “I feel connected with all things when I meditate, through my breath, because of what you describe.”

“If there’s a name for my practice, I don’t know it. It’s older than names.”

“Is the kiss on the forehead part of it?” She asked

“I wanted to honor where the life in you comes from. It feels meaningful that you have a marker there, where you and I make a connection, too. Some relationships may add kisses, but they won’t mean what ours will.”

Her eyes shone. “We are truly blessed, Tauro”

He drew closer. “I feel it, Paya.”

Closer still. “Beloved Paya, I’m ready if you are.”

She glanced down.

“Well, not ready ready.”

“Tauro, I would enjoy reciprocating. Do you want me to love your body with my mouth?”

A stirring near her hip.

“Oh Beloved…” with some heat.

He drew her mouth to his.

She was mindful of her pressure on his swollen lips. She could taste her own salt on him and his skin had half-dried a little tacky. Some of the urgency had bled off with her release.

Slow, tender kisses expressed her care for him. Paya asked Tauro to lay back and some of the thick quilt fell away. She reached for a basket under the stand next to her bed and got out a jar of oil. She poured a little in her hands and straddled Tauro’s belly. Spreading the oil across her palms, she put her hands on his chest and leaned down to kiss him some more. He slid his hands up to her hips and brushed her skin with his thumbs. Paya sat up and leaned her body weight into the muscles of his chest.

“Ahhhhh,” he sighed. He did his best to keep up with stretches while doing field work, but it was a demanding occupation.

She described big, broad circles in the tissue of his pecs with fists and palms, pressed her fingers between each rib and worked the muscles there. She ran her thumbs in the space between his ribcage and diaphragm while he inhaled deeply. Moving off to one side, Paya rubbed Tauro’s stomach clockwise, no deep pressure on the abdomen. She was careful with his sacred Hara. Her circles got bigger and moved lower. His breathing was deep and regular. She stretched out beside him and kissed the side of his face. He brought an arm up around her shoulders and she leaned her head on his bicep. Her hand slid past the beads on his hips and she rubbed oil into the muscle attachments at his pubic bone.

Tauro brought his knees up to change the tilt of his pelvis and some of his beads clinked as he changed position. His breathing became a little more rapid but still steady. She kissed his throat, his heart, his belly, bringing her hands up to rub broad circles across his nipples with her thumbs. She licked his belly button, circling it with her tongue before pressing inside. He took an extra deep breath and his hips twitched.

Paya looked up at him through silver lashes. “Shall I remove the beads around your middle?” She asked. He pointed to the ties and her fingers were much steadier now. He pulled the strands from under his body and dropped them on top of Paya’s discarded clothes along with his magnifying lens.

The length of his penis lay along one of Tauro’s hip creases. He was swelling but not hard. She reverently rested her cheek against his belly and stroked her oily palm down the underside of his cock, her thumb continuing the motion down his scrotum in the valley between his testicles. She came back up behind his balls and grasped the whole root of him. Tauro began to pant a bit, one knee dropping to the futon to give her better access and his hands coming up to play with his tits. Paya spread saliva around her lips with her tongue and stroked her hand up the length of him. There was enough lubrication from the oil on her palms that she gave each pull a twist at the head. His foreskin began to pull back as blood rushed to his phallus.

Moving her hand to caress his inner thigh, Paya wrapped her tongue around the head of Tauro’s cock and slurped it between her wet lips. His abdomen heaved and he thrust, a little shallowly with no real intention, up into her mouth. “Oh, Goddess!” He yelped.

She sucked gently, pulling up, twisting her mouth around his head now. She swirled her tongue around the tip as he rolled his nipples between his fingers. Paya grasped his hip and began to bob her head slowly up and down his length. He breathed in deeply and rocked his pelvis toward her face. After a minute, she pulled off of him and drooled on his cock. Her hand stroked the base of him with this new lubrication as she caught her breath. When she swallowed him again, she took him as deeply as she comfortably could.

“OHHhhhh, Beloved!!”

Her eyes flickered shut. Her sucking pulsed. One hand made corkscrew motions where his penis joined his body and the other played the valley between his testicles again. Her thighs slipped against each other as her arousal started to spill out again.

Tauro was grunting, groaning in time to her strokes. Paya hummed, fluttering her tongue along the underside of his cock. She pressed his hips down in to the futon when he bucked up toward her, and came up for air. Tauro traced her jawline with a finger.

“Ok, Beloved, I’m ready ready now.” A little raggedy, but with some energy.

Now Paya’s lips were a little puffy as well, and glossed with her saliva. She reclined along side him and they turned to each other to kiss. Tauro’s phallus was hot and slick between the press of their bodies. She threw one leg over his hip and ground her inner flesh against his cock. He rolled her over on to her back and she wrapped her legs around him. He kissed her thoroughly, ardently as he rutted his hips into hers, sliding between her lips and over her clit, driving her desire higher. One hand ran down the front of her body to lavish attention on her breasts. A hand in his hair drew Tauro’s head back and he made eye contact with Paya. She laid her palm at the base of his skull. Tauro did the same for her and kissed the center of her Eye tattoo. Her other hand grasped the slippery length of him and guided him to the center of her heat. Tauro pressed his forehead against Paya’s and stared deeply into her eyes. She exhaled long and slow through her nostrils while he inhaled, then he exhaled long and slow, pushing his cock forward, while she drew his breath in. This time, Taura could feel her drawing his Shen, his spirit, into herself with their breath at the same time he was being physically drawn into her body.

Truly blessed.

He rocked his torso back and pushed his hips deeper. Paya rocked her pubic bone toward him and spread her legs wider. She breathed slowly and evenly, and as she relaxed open, Tauro sank deeper into her body from his own weight. They found each other’s lips, making the sounds lovers make as they explored. Her arms went around his neck like a garland. Then Tauro pushed himself up and the shift drove his cock deep enough that her pussy swallowed him whole. Paya cried out in satisfaction, wrapped her legs around his like vines anchoring him in place. He held there a moment, straining as he felt her hold on him. Everywhere.

“UHHhhhh”

A flash of lighting lit up the room in black and white.

Tauro folded forward seeking kisses. There was an abundance there for him as thunder rumbled in the distance. Paya reached both hands down for his ass cheeks and used the leverage to grind her clit against his pubic bone. Very guttural vocalizations came out of Tauro as he wrapped his arms under and up over her shoulders to hold on. Her head fell back in an arc, her mouth open, exposing the column of her neck. He ravaged her neck with lips and tongue, needing an outlet for the sensations and needing to spur her on. He rocked into her as much as he was able.

She felt so full. Not only full with her lover, with Tauro’s body, but full of vitality, full of pleasure, full of emotion. It felt so good to be in this body and to share it with someone who could honor all of her. She kneaded his buttocks and they both moaned as he flexed inside her. Tauro pushed himself on his hands so the balance of his weight was in his pelvis and he felt his shoulder muscles tense. Paya gasped, gripped his ass harder, circled her hips — mortar and pestle. She pushed him right up to the edge in her own release. He took a deep breath in, wrapped his fingers around her breasts, and rode the sensations. She gushed around him, pulled him deep with her internal embrace as they churned together. She lifted her knees around his ribs and, free to move his hips, Tauro began to move by millimeters in and out. The thinner, watery fluid of her release eliminated friction. She let go of his ass cheeks, put her hands over his on her breasts, and just let their bodies pulse together.

Tauro flexed himself inside her again and her torso rose off the bed. Kissing her. Kissing him. Kissing each other. He rested on his elbows and Paya wrapped her legs and arms around his back. This was an old language too. They matched breath, chests pressed together, and heartbeats hammering in synchrony. He moved in and out in time to their deep breathing. Push, pull, pressure, vacuum.

“Tauroooo…” Paya moaned

A hitch in his breath. Now in and out in time to their pounding hearts. “OhHH Paya!”

She could feel him growing fuller and firmer too. She was stretched to her capacity and she engulfed him. She kissed him, suckled his tongue, and pressed her heels into his sacrum at the base of his spine.

A scratchy gasp burst from his lips. His fluid movements were not under his intentional control anymore. He could feel energy building up in his Hara, in his guts, in his balls.

Paya spilled over first, calling his name again. The bed was rocking like a boat on the ocean. Tauro’s beads clicked in time to his thrusts. She was milking the core of him and he felt his energy expand outward. He rutted into her welcoming body, back bowed, and he felt like he was bursting apart like the birthing of a star. In a rush, his Jing, his essence, flowed from his root and poured into Paya. He poured it deep, deep into the well of her sacred waters. They cried to each other like cranes taking flight across the skies.

Lifegiving rain poured down on the village.

***

“…are you well, Tauro?”

“y- ye —ahem. mm. yes, Beloved.” murmured threads of voices.

“shall we rest just like this?”

“mm. don’t think… i can move anyway.”

sighs. rustling of bed linens. yawns. kisses. sleep.

***

Tauro cracked one eye open as sound of cuccoos crowing carried across the village despite the muffling blanket of rain.

Paya was still fast asleep. He’d moved off to one side of the bed at some point during their rest. Pulling the futon quilt up to his chin, Tauro snuggled up to her again. This definitely beat a bedroll or a cot in this kind of weather. He supposed there were some material advantages to staying in one place where you could cultivate things. His focus drifted around the room as he felt sleep starting to take hold again.

Sitting bolt upright in bed, Tauro asked, “Paya, is that an ORIGINAL tapestry depicting the Calamity??”

She startled awake, rubbing sleep out of her eyes and staring confusedly up at him. “mmmph?? Y-yes??? You didn’t notice it last night?” Her scratchy voice asked blearily, squinting at him.

“I was focused on OTHER THINGS, Beloved!”

Laughing, she put her arm over her eyes. “You took all your clothes off right in front of it!”

Mouth agape. “And you DIDN’T POINT IT OUT??!”

“I have looked at that tapestry every day of my life, sweet one. It started to pass beyond my notice when the Hero won against the second Calamity and we were no longer charged with keeping it safe for fate of the world.” Paya took his hand. “Have you learned much about Sheikah relics?”

He was considering her. “Not enough, apparently.”

Lying back down, Tauro wrapped an arm around Paya’s shoulder. “How many of your ancestors have had the tapestry?”

She brought a hand up to her Eye. “Including the weavers, I am the 108th generation to serve in this way.”

He started to play with the tie in his beard. “How old were you when Link reawoke the first time?”

“Mmmm, do your people count the year of pregnancy?”

“Mm-hmm.”

“I was twenty years of age.”

“… was your mother already…?”

“yes. I was being educated to become Chief after my grandmother.”

He squeezed her lightly. She placed a hand over his heart and snuggled into him.

“Paya, Link and the Sages are going to win.”

She curled her fingers. Sigh. “Tauro, I trust you. I still fear for my village, though. Where does your confidence come from?”

Considering in silence. “So much has been laid down before you and I were born. So many things have had to go right over thousands and thousands of years for us to have the tools and information we have at our disposal. You called me here at the opening of something new, each of us carrying this wisdom from the ancients, and then when we joined, it felt like we blessed the whole valley. Maybe we can’t see the whole story yet. But I think it has to mean that we have the best possible chance to succeed.”

Closing her eyes, Paya listened to the great whoosh of Tauro’s heartbeat. “I feel it, Tauro.” Her voice resonant, like a bell.

He kissed the crown of her head and turned to encircle her in his arms. They matched each other’s breathing and lay listening to the rain on the thatch.

#loz totk #paya #tauro #kakariko village #paya x tauro #i literally got possessed by this idea and sat down over 5 days to write it #i have sequel ideas but i'm not trying to do this for a following #i'll write shit if the inspiration strikes #i really went nuts with the ocean puns i do not apologize #actually nikkei #actually shintō #if you know you know

[silverteacups]

also here's a pjsekai vocal ranking that nobody asked for because im bored and um spoilers shiho hinomori ❤️❤️

20. sorry airi ily💔i love her voice a lot especially in marshmary but there are too many songs where i DONT like her voice so

obligatory dakara motto

19. yes i know not very wonderhoy of me but emu for 18th. i just like everyone else's voices better (which is the case for most of the other characters too)

18. saki! i love leo/need i just can't put her higher

17. nothing to say here just toya

16. i've started to warm up to minori's voice actually i just can't rank it any higher

15. tsukasa tenma is still a star i promise

14. mafuyu ily but the others outrank you 💔

13. ichika's voice i like MOST of the time but after akitoya's cover i can't appreciate dramaturgy

12. rui in 11th idk i just can't hear what others like about his voice most of the time. it's like his voice is made of silk and it fits songs like What Sort Of Ending Are You Wishing For? and tumblr forced me to copy and paste the ? but anyway. yeah wxs doesn't really do that so i don't have much to back myself up

11. nene's voice is really pretty. that's it. it's pretty what more do you want from me

10. kanade. her voice is so gentle and sweet, amazing for songs like IDSMILE, cutlery and saisei

9. an shiraishi. fucking lesbian i love her

8. haruka sounds so pretty but in a few songs - emphasis on "a few" - her voice is a little (too) nasal

7. honami's voice is so underrated "her voice doesn't suit leo/need" shut the fuck up listen to her covers. heartrate. morning glory. hare wo matsu. 1. deep sea lily. FLYWAY. tell me her voice "doesn't suit" those songs. there's peaky peaky and i do not care

6. kohane because the GROWTH. i liked her voice even before NEO and pheles because it was cute but (unlike minori) actually suited VBS really well AND she sounds great with akito's higher voice

5. mizuki didn't make the top 3??? wow

4. akito (chesecak 🤤)

3. shizuku is a literal angel. she is not of this world

2. ena shinonomeme

shiho hinomori ❤️❤️❤️❤️

alternative first place: taiga HEYYY YEAHHH HEYYYY YEAHHH THIS IS WHERE YOU ARE CAUCASIAN DESTINATION 🦅🦅🦅🦅🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

changes (this is for myself):

switched airi and minori

switched around honami, toya and ena (i heard ena's aishite, aishite, aishite and dear god those last notes)

switched ena and an

switched ichika and kohane (i love ichika but NEO.....)

switched saki and minori

switched haruka and toya

changed descriptions for airi, tsukasa, minori, kanade, haruka, kohane, honami, mizuki and shizuku

switched shizuku and ena

switched toya and tsukasa

switched rui and nene

switched saki and emu

switched an and kohane

changed descriptions for kohane and honami

#project sekai #pjsekai #too many tags i give up #im not listing them all #but. maybe #minori hanasato #airi momoi #emu otori #tsukasa tenma #saki tenma #haruka kiritani #mafuyu asahina #kohane azusawa #nene kusanagi #rui kamishiro #kanade yoisaki #ichika hoshino #ena shinonome #toya aoyagi #honami mochizuki #mizuki akiyama #akito shinonome #an shiraishi #shizuki hinomori #shiho hinomori #caucasian destination #MY FINGERS

[hellaverses]

Welcome to Hellaverses!

We're a group of Hazbin and Helluva fans, who make song parodies, skits, or whatever vocals we feel like! We are a fairly new project, so you may notice a few tweaks and changes here or there until we're all settled. Enjoy your stay!

We're also on Twitter and YouTube!

For our songs, click here. Alternatively, track the tag #hellaverses

If you'd like to make a song request from my talented cast, send an ask to that blog directly.

Cast:

Adam, played by @astuckathometome

Alastor, played by Arden

Charlie, played by @chuusei-matsu

Cherri, Played by @roxrezi youtube

Molly , played by @mediasploshion

Niffty, played by @acemoppet

Rosie, played by @0w0 (I run this blog too)

Interested in auditioning? First, be 18 years or older. Then, join the discord!

Discord is open for anyone who is 18+ to join!

#Cast

[settsunoie]

Osomatsu-san Character book - Osomatsu 01 - English translation WIP

I guess I have to since no one did it -Settsu who will surely regret it Btw I have photos in this post please excuse my poor photo taking skills, if anyone has the scans I will gladly use them instead

Page 1

              Summary Osomatsu sticker sheet................................01 Special poster [Doctor Matsu]......................03 Shinpin Brothers now airing.........................05

Chapter 1 - Osomatsu  Close up Osomatsu....................................08  Close up Osoko..........................................12  Close up F6 Osomatsu...............................13  Fun facts about Osomatsu..........................14  Sextuplet's relashionships chart..................15  We're not the same ! Sextuplets ver OSO...16  Ending themes Osomatsu ver......................18  Gallery..........................................................22

Chapter 2 - Side characters and other   Close up of side character and other...........26   Pick up story.................................................28   A walk into the world of Osomatsu-san........32   The favorite places of Tsukkomimatsu.........34   Places to enjoy yourself...............................38

Chapter 3 - Collection of random things   Matsuno Osomatsu's character sheet..........40   Iyami's character sheet.................................44   Quote-matsu.................................................46   Osomatsu's divination...................................48   Story Staff Data.............................................51   Available goods.............................................52   Available mangas..........................................54

Page 2 (sticker sheet yay !)

1 - Osomatsu fan 2 - Sextuplets 3 - Osomatsu on board 4 - Don’t underestimate the elder ! 5 - You will surely find your dream ! Come on !

Page 8

1 - Look stupid but in reality...he's smart ? 2 - Two ahoges 3 - Can pour water out of his nipples ? 4 - Wears very clean briefs 5 - When he stops smiling you better start moving

Page 9

1 - I'm Matsuno Osomatsu ! CV Sakurai Takahiro 2 - (from left to right) *smile*, *dizzy*, “unforgivable...”, *sad sigh*, “bullshit...”, “Yay” 3 - The stupid and miraculous elder of the Matsuno family !    The elder of the Matsuno family. He has the mind of a elementary schooler and isn't very popular among the 6 brothers. But sometimes, he can also act like a true older brother. Isn't he hard to understand...?

Page 10

1 - Hey, I beg you please lend me some money 2 - King of trash ! More like king of honesty !! His own trashiness is a sort of pride !? Things like sentiments of guilt don't matter, that'sa true scum ! 3 - I'm motivated and I'm gonna give my all (not sure about this one?) 4 - I want mom to take care of me ! Osomatsu don't even try to keep those horrible wishes secret !! 5 - I'm kida lucky my brothers died 6 - I don't care if my brothers die if can be the protagonist ! The worst of all !! 7 - Iyami : He's the worst sibling ! 8 - Raise your voices, all against the elder !! Usually, you can't ask for help from the lazy Osomatsu. The siblings seem to more of less obey their big brother 9 - The leader says "sextuplets assembly !" 10 - In order to fight against Chibita we joined forces ! That's what I thought, but in reality the one that was shoved to the side was 11 - The seducer badly injured 12 - I got beaten up by a girl but at least I have her number ! That's the pride of the elder ! 13 - Jyushimatsu : Awesome big bro Osomatsu !! Todomatsu : I also admire you ! So please, give me some money ♡ 14 - Fictional QnA 15 - Q1 : Favorite drink Beer of course ! There is nothing best than beer !! If you start to talk, you'll want to drink, it's unavoidable~! 16 - Q2 : Favorite food Things like fried rice and high carbs foods but the others wouldn't like it 17 - Q3 : About your gambling addiction I go to horse races, pachinko and play mah-jong. No matter matter the game I always am confident. Would you like to play once against me ? Just kidding !!

#osomatsu san #mr osomatsu #book #book translation #english translation #translation #i wanna die #wip

[brookstonalmanac]

Holidays 4.18

Holidays

Adult Autism Awareness Day

Anal Sex Day (Jim Jeffries)

Army Day (Iran)

Banyan Tree Birthday Party (Maui, Hawaii)

Battle of Dybbøl Day (Denmark)

Bilberry Day (French Republic)

Celebrate Ben Solo Day

Coggia’s Comet Day

Coma Patients’ Day (Poland)

Day of Historic and Cultural Monuments (Ukraine)

Day of Secretaries (Belgium, Netherlands)

89ers Day (Oklahoma)

Ernie Pyle Remembrance Day

Friend’s Day (Brazil)

I Love CSU Day (Colorado)

International Amateur Radio Day

International Day For Monuments and Sites (UNESCO)

International Erasure T-Shirt Day

International Juggler's Day

International No Declaw Day

Ianthe Asteroid Day

Invention Day (Japan)

Laundromat Day

National Columnists’ Day

National Exercise Day

National Financial Advisor Day

National Lineman Appreciation Day

National Lydia Day

National Poem in Your Pocket Day

National Send Nudes Day

National Sleep Apnea Awareness Day

National Transfer Money to Your Daughter’s Account Day

National Transgender HIV Testing Day

National Velociraptor Awareness Day

Newspaper Columnists' Day

Paul Revere Day

Pet Owners Independence Day (a.k.a. Pet Parents’ Day Off)

Piñata Day

Real People Day

Red Cross Society Day (Ukraine)

Respect Your Mother Day

Robanukah (Futurama)

Scouts’ Day (Armenia)

Sleep Apnea Awareness Day

Smile Big and Say Hi For No Particular Reason Day

Superman Day

Third World Day

Ushibuka Haiya Matsuri (Dance Festival; Japan)

Victory Over the Teutonic Knights in the Battle of the Ice (Russia)

World Amateur Radio Day

World Artisan Day

World Heritage Day

World Trifle Day

Youth Homelessness Matters Day

Zhabdrung Kuchhoe (Bhutan)

Food & Drink Celebrations

Animal Crackers Day

World Food Travel Day

3rd Thursday in April

Ask An Atheist Day [3rd Thursday; also 9.16]

Biomedical Research Awareness Day [3rd Thursday]

College Student Grief Awareness Day [3rd Thursday]

Get To Know Your Customers Day [3rd Thursday of each Quarter]

High Five Day [3rd Thursday]

International Pizza Cake Day [3rd Thursday]

National D.A.R.E. Day [3rd Thursday]

National High Five Day [3rd Thursday]

Sumardagurinn Fyrsti (1st Day of Summer; Iceland) [1st Thursday after 4.18]

Throwback Thursday [3rd Thursday]

Weekly Holidays beginning April 18 (3rd Week)

Cleaning for a Reason [thru 4.24]

Consumer Awareness Week [thru 4.23]

Health Information Professionals Week [thru 4.24]

National Osteopathic Medicine Week [thru 4.24]

Police Officers Who Gave Their Lives in the Line of Duty Week [thru 4.23]

Independence & Related Days

Earth’s Kingdom (Declared; 2020) [unrecognized]

Pinang (Declared; 2018) [unrecognized]

Republic of Eire (Formal Proclamation; 1949)

Zimbabwe (from UK, 1980)

New Year’s Days

Lao New Year Holiday (Laos)

Myanmar New Year Holidays (Myanmar)

Festivals Beginning April 18, 2024

Atlanta Wing Fest (Atlanta, Georgia)

Grape Day (Temecula, California)

Love the Burger Battle Contest (Luverne, Minnesota) [thru 5.25]

Roadburn Festival (Tilburg, Netherlands) [thru 4.20]

Taste of St. Croix (St. Croix, US Virgin Islands)

Feast Days

Agapitus (Christian; Saint)

Agia (Christian; Saint)

Apollonius the Apologist (Christian; Saint)

Bun-Bun Brothers’ Day (Muppetism)

Carista: Day of Peace in the Family (Pagan)

Corebus (Christian; Saint)

Cyril VI of Constantinople (Eastern Orthodox Church)

Eleutherius, Antia & His Companions (Christian; Martyrs)

Festival of Matsu (a.k.a. Mazu; Taoist Sea Goddess)

Festival of Rama-Navami (Hinduism; Everyday Wicca)

Fox Tail Burning Day (Ancient Rome)

Galdino della Sala (a.k.a. Galdin; Christian; Saint)

Gustave Moreau (Artology)

Idesbald (Christian; Saint)

Jeanne-Elisabeth Chaudet (Artology)

Lady Macbeth Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

Laserian (a.k.a. Laisren or Molaisse; Christian; Saint)

Ludwig Meisner (Artology)

Make Faerie Rocks Day (Starza Pagan Book of Days)

Laserim, Bishop of Laighlin, Ireland (Christian; Saint)

Max Weber (Artology)

Molaise of Leighlin (Christian; Saint)

Nihilism Day (Pastafarian)

Perfectus (Christian; Saint)

Plato of Sakkoudion (Christian; Saint)

Three Impossible Mixtures Day (Celtic Book of Days)

The Underlings (Muppetism)

Vitruvius (Positivist; Saint)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Shakku (赤口 Japan) [Bad luck all day, except at noon.]

Tycho Brahe Unlucky Day (Scandinavia) [18 of 37]

Unglückstage (Unlucky Day; Pennsylvania Dutch) [15 of 30]

Premieres

Absolute Beginners (Film; 1986)

Alice’s Circus Dance (Disney Cartoon; 1927)

Apes of Wrath (WB MM Cartoon; 1959)

Baggage Buster (Disney Cartoon; 1941)

Barnyard Olympics (Disney Cartoon; 1932)

Beyond This Horizon, by Robert A. Heinlein (Novel; 1948)

Chess-Nuts (Betty Boop Cartoon; 1932)

Dog Trouble (Tom & Jerry Cartoon; 1942)

Fancy Free, by Leonard Bernstein (Ballet; 1944)

Forgetting Sarah Marshall (Film; 2008)

Four Quartets, by T.S. Eliot (Poetry; 1943)

Gorky Park, by Martin Cruz Smith (Novel; 1981)

Great Moments with Mr. Lincoln (Disneyland Animatronic Exhibit; 1964)

Holes (Film; 2003)

Kongo-Roo (Phantasies Cartoon; 1946)

Legend (Film; 1986)

Little Johnny Jet (MGM Cartoon; 1953)

Mare of Easttown (TV Series; 2021)

Manifestoes of Surrealism, by André Breton (Book; 1924)

Master and Commander, by Patrick O'Brian (Novel; 1969)

Muscle Tussle (WB MM Cartoon; 1953)

The Razor’s Edge, by W. Somerset Maugham (Novel; 1944)

The Saint in Trouble, by Graham Weaver (Short Stories; 1978) [Saint #47]

Sheikh of Araby, recorded by Sidney Bechet (Song; 1941)

The Simple Things (Disney Cartoon; 1953)

Speaking of Animals Down on the Farm (Animated Antics Cartoon; 1941)

Straight Shooters (Disney Cartoon; 1947)

Teen Titans: The Judas Contract (WB Animated Film; 2017)

Three Little Wolves (Disney Silly Symphonies Cartoon; 1936)

Uncle Joey (Terrytoons Cartoon; 1941)

Winged Migration (Documentary Film; 2003)

Today’s Name Days

Werner, Wigbert (Austria)

Viktor, Viktoriya (Bulgaria)

Atanazija, Eusebije, Hermogen, Roman (Croatia)

Valérie (Czech Republic)

Eleutherius (Denmark)

Valdek, Valdeko, Valdemar, Valdo, Valdu, Valdur, Valmar, Valmer, Voldemar, Volli, Volmer (Estonia)

Valdemar, Valto (Finland)

Parfait (France)

Werner, Wigbert (Germany)

Eirene, Eirini, Irene, Irini, Nikolaos, Nikoleta, Nikos, Nicholas, Nicolas, Nick, Rafael, Rene, Rena, Renia, Rhenia (Greece)

Andrea, Ilma (Hungary)

Galdino (Italy)

Dana, Hildegarde, Jadviga, Laura, Nameisis (Latvia)

Apolonijus, Eitvilas, Girmantė, Undinė (Lithuania)

Eilen, Eilert (Norway)

Apoloniusz, Bogusław, Bogusława, Flawiusz, Gościsław (Poland)

Ioan (Romania)

Valér (Slovakia)

Perfecto (Spain)

Valdemar, Volmar (Sweden)

Anthea, Ayana, Ayanna, Warner, Werner (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 109 of 2024; 257 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 4 of week 16 of 2024

Celtic Tree Calendar: Saille (Willow) [Day 5 of 28]

Chinese: Month 3 (Wu-Chen), Day 10 (Ren-Zi)

Chinese Year of the: Dragon 4722 (until January 29, 2025) [Wu-Chen]

Hebrew: 10 Nisan 5784

Islamic: 9 Shawwal 1445

J Cal: 19 Cyan; Fryday [19 of 30]

Julian: 5 April 2024

Moon: 76%: Waxing Gibbous

Positivist: 25 Archimedes (4th Month) [Strabo]

Runic Half Month: Man (Human Being) [Day 9 of 15]

Season: Spring (Day 31 of 92)

Week: 3rd Week of April

Zodiac: Aries (Day 29 of 31)

#Holidays

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October 2023 - Sandstorm: Part 19

HEY LOOK! FEMALE WHUMPEES! A very rare occasion on my blog.

Masterlist

Part 18

Content: half dragon whumpee, lady whump, scale whump, lacerations with a knife, basically just torture, human whumpee (she isn't really whumped in this part)

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The duchess Phio sat back down in her chair, seemingly content and delighted with how her day was going. 

“Songbird, sing for me,” she said, her voice a lilting command. 

“Can I have some water first?” Anisha replied, leaning against the bars of her cage casually. She smiled a little to herself at Phio’s glare. Phio hated that Anisha treated her as an equal rather than bowing and scraping at the duchess’s feet. 

“Your job is to sing. So sing for me,” Phio said sharply. 

“And I will. After I have some water.”

The duchess stood quickly from her throne, her eyes ablaze. 

“Alastor!”

Anisha winced inwardly as a guard stepped forward. Everything about him was pristine. Everything except the rusty pliers he kept at his belt. 

“Fine,” Anisha sighed dramatically, her skin prickling where she’d had scales pulled out the other day. There were still spots of blood on some of her silks where she had pressed them to the little wounds. “I was only asking so that my voice would sound better.”

Phio made a self satisfied sound and sat down again, while Alastor went back to his spot, looking displeased. 

Ansiha thought about pushing it further. It would be so funny to start singing Phio’s least favorite song just to see the sour look on her face, but she was certain that pushing any farther now would lose her more scales and she was not getting enough to eat as it was without forcing her body to grow in more.

So, Anisha picked a lilting cheery tune, upbeat and tried and tested to be one of the Duchess's favorites, and if her voice was a bit more crackly than how it truly was, that was her own business. 

While she sang, she couldn’t help but think about Laurance and Matsu. Matsu looked fine, but that didn’t comfort her. He had a healing factor that would maybe let him survive getting his head cut off as long as someone put his head back on quickly. 

Seeing Laurance again, like that, made her stomach hurt. He didn’t even hardly look like Laurance, and if she wasn’t used to seeing him with the crap kicked out of him, she wouldn’t have even recognized him. They had both been completely filthy, and it looked like Laurance had a broken ankle along with the swelling. He must have taken a good old fashioned beating, then. 

Matsu, on the other hand. He wasn’t wearing much, but what he was wearing was tattered, cut and a strange color. It didn’t look like dirt, at least not the dirt around here. It must have been dried blood then. 

Anisha’s voice cracked a little at the realization, but she kept singing along. Her sadness, her empathy, that bad swooping feeling in her stomach was gone in an instant, replaced by rage. She needed to get out, even if she was tired, even if she felt like there were no more organs inside her body with how hungry she was. She needed to get out and get the two of them somewhere safe where they could rest and heal and laugh. 

The duchess kept her singing until she finally stood up with a little sigh, cutting Anisha off. 

“I think I’ll go check on the other one and see if she’s made any progress. She said that she was a master at her craft. I don’t know why it’s taking so long.”

“Probably cause you’re making her work without her arm.”

The duchess turned, glaring at Anisha. “While I’m gone, Alastor, teach her a lesson.”

Alastor grinned. “As you wish, my lady.”

Anisha glowered at the two of them as the Duchess left, and the dance began. 

“So, where should I take the scales this time?” he asked, pulling the pliers out from his belt and clicking them at Anisha. 

Anisha responded only by flashing her bright fangs at him, a monstrous snarl coming from a throat that had sung so beautifully minutes earlier. 

Alastor reached the cage and there was a tense moment between the two, monster and person. 

Alastor ripped the door open and swiftly reached to grab Anisha. 

The scaleon snarled as she snapped faster than him, biting at the armor on his arm. 

Alastor laughed, reaching in with the other hand to grab her. She released a high laughing screech as she opened her jaws and slammed her teeth into his armor, cleanly slicing through the metal plating and sinking down into his arm. 

He yelped, pulling her out by where she had gotten a bite into him, and she clung to his limbs, long talons sliding out from under her nails as she clawed and bit, a terrible clinking of little chains filling the room around her as the other guards came running to help pin her down. 

It took quite a few of them, and by the time they finally had her and put heavy manacles around her wrists and ankles, Alastor had taken his armor off to look at his injuries. 

His sharp eyes snapped to her and she grinned, blood on her teeth and dripping down her chin. “You should have told me you tasted that good before, Alastor,” she panted. “I would have made the effort to get through your armor sooner.”

Alastor glowered at her. “You’ll regret it, beast. Because everywhere you drew blood on me, I’ll draw blood on you.”

She hissed as he approached with the pliers, and the guards had to take a few moments to pin her back down. 

“Let’s start here, shall we,” Alastor said, grabbing her arm. 

Anisha closed her eyes, shutting her scales down tight so it would be harder to get the pliers underneath. Still, after some prying, she shuddered as she felt the metal of the plier slide underneath, and the next moment pain shot through her arm, like a hangnail pulled at with no regard. She hissed, but now that one was done, the others were easier to get at. 

One by one, Alastor pulled out scales on her arm, leaving them on the floor as tiny beads of blood welled up on her arm. One by one as spikes of pain were set alight, and then a throbbing quickly took its place, the slightest touch or breeze making it hurt just as sharply as when the scale was pulled out. 

Then, Alastor put the pliers down, running a finger through the soft insulation of fluff that hid underneath the scales and grabbed a pinch, ripping it out. 

Anisha made a wounded sound, writhing in pain as the sensitive nerves that had been attached to her scales were set alight all the more. 

Finally, Alastor pulled out a knife. He looked down at his arm for reference before shrugging and carving bloody lines into Anisha’s skin. She shrieked, eyes wild as she shuddered and tried to flare her wings. If she wasn’t so hungry, so thirsty, so tired, she’d be able to do something, but all she could manage was a pathetic thrashing on the floor as he finally finished. 

“Now,” he said in a fake tone of pleasantry. “It looks like you’ve scratched up my stomach in a few places. We’ve got some work to do.”

Anisha didn’t respond as the throbbing in her arm sent blood spilling over her scales. She opened her eyes to see her scales, clear and invisible while on her body and now purple, blue, and black painted with blood all around her arm as Alastor cut through her clothes to start on her belly. 

…………………………………………..

Kira was crafty. She had to be. She was the only human on a team of supernatural creatures who could all take a beating. Sure, some other Teliar occasionally called her a coward or a doormat for how she handled her captors, but they weren’t thinking about this objectively. It was all well and good to be able to take a beating, but it was better to not take it in the first place. She never understood Laurance’s desire to step in and take pain wherever it was going to land, but she appreciated him for it. Less for her in the long run. 

No, Kira did not work hard, in this sense. She worked smart. 

Kira sat, writing calculations for a project for when she got home, practicing drawing out runes and writing ideas down for new ones to try out and incorporate with her machines later when she heard a soft bing through the noises of metal pieces tapping against each other at her noise machine.

She smiled and closed the notebook, stashing it in a pile of supplies and stood up, shaking out her hand and got to work, starting by turning off her clever little noise machine. It made it sound like she was working when she wasn’t so the guards wouldn’t check in on her. 

The duchess had wanted her to make weapons. Now, the duchess hadn’t been very clear on what kind. The only stipulations were, ‘it should shoot a lot without needing to be reloaded’ and ‘easy for a soldier to use.’ Sure. Easy enough. 

What was even easier, though, was pushing the Duchess into giving her another project. A little “I like having a couple of projects to work on. It helps me to think” there, and a “I’m sure you have wonderful ideas for projects I could work on” here and the duchess gave her two more projects. Something for helping with fishing in the river nearby, and another being a spyglass that would let her guards spy as far away as possible. The duchess had asked Kira if she could make something that could spy through walls and Kira had said, “No.” You know, like a liar. 

Kira picked the weapon to work on today. She had been making little progress on any of the three projects. Her arm was a bit of an issue. The duchess had taken away her prosthetic, so she only had the one, but she honestly didn’t mind. It meant she could work slower. That on top of slowly getting work on three projects at once? It gave her and Anisha all the time in the world to try and escape and all the time in the world for Matsu and Laurance to come find them and rescue them.

She heard a second ping and got right back into working, looking perfectly busy and wonderfully on task as she started screwing on a part. 

The door, which was made of two parts, a solid part and a set of bars, opened so the duchess could look in through the bars. She smiled when she saw the satisfying look of progress as Kira screwed the part on tight. 

“I’ll be with you in just a moment, your highness,” Kira said smoothly. The duchess always liked hearing that. 

Kira put the machine down from where she had it hooked into a harness at her waist to keep it steady without a second hand. It wasn’t as nice a harness as her one at home, but it did just fine. 

She brushed her hand against her pants as she came around the table and navigated through the piles of random metals and equipment, most of which she had to make herself, and removed her safety goggles from her eyes, pushing them up into her hair, looking all the part of a techno wizard genius.

“What can I do ya for?” Kira asked, friendly in her tone and just a little bit deferring. 

“I wanted to check on your projects, as well as let you know that you will be coming up for a feast tonight.”

“Oh, a feast? And I get to come? You shouldn’t have,” Kira said, wandering back over to her tables where the projects lay. “What’s the occasion?”

“I have a couple more guests that I thought you should meet,” the duchess said warmly and Kira was once again glad that she couldn’t seem to detect Kira’s subtle sarcasm very well. “Now, progress?”

“Of course,” Kira said, wondering about who the guests would be. “We’ll start with the weapon here. I haven’t finished workshopping the name, but I’ve added these parts here to help with the fuel economy, of course, and I think I’m just at the point where I need to simplify the design and maybe build one more iteration and we’ll have a complete weapon. The spyglass is still in the designing process, but I am going to start on actually building that tomorrow, and to help with fishing, I’m still brainstorming ideas for what sort of contraption would help out with that, but I have been building a motor to power boats,” Kira said, patting the parts she’d slowly and lazily been putting together over the last day or so. If she was home, with both of her arms and all of her tools, she would be able to finish all three projects in probably about two days if she didn’t take proper breaks, easy enough. Even with all the disadvantages she had here, though, she was being as slow as she possibly could be and still have work to show for the next day. 

“So, it’s going pretty well. I’ve had to build a couple more tools, but we have some progress.”

The duchess hummed, looking around at the cell. It was organized chaos, certainly, and covered in grease, but it was pretty decent for the level of technology this world had. Kira had even made a couple of machines that just spun little fans around and blinked little lights to make it look even cooler to the duchess. It was also a necessary part of ventilation to keep her from choking on fumes as she welded things together or whatever else. 

She nodded faintly and said, “Right. I will have the guards come get you before the feast so you can get cleaned up and dressed.”

“Of course, your highness,” Kira said, going back to fiddling with things on the weapon. It would be good to see the outside of this cell and her sleeping cell. 

“Work hard until then,” the Duchess said before closing the door again, and Kira heard the soft pings of her detection system as she left again. Kira smiled to herself, going over to turn her noise machine back on again and went back to her notebook. 

Her mind wandered back to the ‘guests’ comment. Who were they? Dignitaries who wanted their own weapons and devices? 

Kira rolled her eyes. She hoped not. 

There was a small distant fear that said that it was Laurance and Matsu, and not in a good way, or one of the kids. She pushed the thought away and went back to drawing out runes in a chart in her notebook. 

Part 20

#whump #october whump #half dragon whumpee #lady whump #scale whump #lacerations #knife whump #torture #mutiple whumpees #we're vibing #now all four of the group have been introduced #shout out to my girl kira #she really do be playing the duchess at all times #she gets a lot of slack #because of the four people think she's the least dangerous

[brookston]

Holidays 4.18

Holidays

Adult Autism Awareness Day

Anal Sex Day (Jim Jeffries)

Army Day (Iran)

Banyan Tree Birthday Party (Maui, Hawaii)

Battle of Dybbøl Day (Denmark)

Bilberry Day (French Republic)

Celebrate Ben Solo Day

Coggia’s Comet Day

Coma Patients’ Day (Poland)

Day of Historic and Cultural Monuments (Ukraine)

Day of Secretaries (Belgium, Netherlands)

89ers Day (Oklahoma)

Ernie Pyle Remembrance Day

Friend’s Day (Brazil)

I Love CSU Day (Colorado)

International Amateur Radio Day

International Day For Monuments and Sites (UNESCO)

International Erasure T-Shirt Day

International Juggler's Day

International No Declaw Day

Ianthe Asteroid Day

Invention Day (Japan)

Laundromat Day

National Columnists’ Day

National Exercise Day

National Financial Advisor Day

National Lineman Appreciation Day

National Lydia Day

National Poem in Your Pocket Day

National Send Nudes Day

National Sleep Apnea Awareness Day

National Transfer Money to Your Daughter’s Account Day

National Transgender HIV Testing Day

National Velociraptor Awareness Day

Newspaper Columnists' Day

Paul Revere Day

Pet Owners Independence Day (a.k.a. Pet Parents’ Day Off)

Piñata Day

Real People Day

Red Cross Society Day (Ukraine)

Respect Your Mother Day

Robanukah (Futurama)

Scouts’ Day (Armenia)

Sleep Apnea Awareness Day

Smile Big and Say Hi For No Particular Reason Day

Superman Day

Third World Day

Ushibuka Haiya Matsuri (Dance Festival; Japan)

Victory Over the Teutonic Knights in the Battle of the Ice (Russia)

World Amateur Radio Day

World Artisan Day

World Heritage Day

World Trifle Day

Youth Homelessness Matters Day

Zhabdrung Kuchhoe (Bhutan)

Food & Drink Celebrations

Animal Crackers Day

World Food Travel Day

3rd Thursday in April

Ask An Atheist Day [3rd Thursday; also 9.16]

Biomedical Research Awareness Day [3rd Thursday]

College Student Grief Awareness Day [3rd Thursday]

Get To Know Your Customers Day [3rd Thursday of each Quarter]

High Five Day [3rd Thursday]

International Pizza Cake Day [3rd Thursday]

National D.A.R.E. Day [3rd Thursday]

National High Five Day [3rd Thursday]

Sumardagurinn Fyrsti (1st Day of Summer; Iceland) [1st Thursday after 4.18]

Throwback Thursday [3rd Thursday]

Weekly Holidays beginning April 18 (3rd Week)

Cleaning for a Reason [thru 4.24]

Consumer Awareness Week [thru 4.23]

Health Information Professionals Week [thru 4.24]

National Osteopathic Medicine Week [thru 4.24]

Police Officers Who Gave Their Lives in the Line of Duty Week [thru 4.23]

Independence & Related Days

Earth’s Kingdom (Declared; 2020) [unrecognized]

Pinang (Declared; 2018) [unrecognized]

Republic of Eire (Formal Proclamation; 1949)

Zimbabwe (from UK, 1980)

New Year’s Days

Lao New Year Holiday (Laos)

Myanmar New Year Holidays (Myanmar)

Festivals Beginning April 18, 2024

Atlanta Wing Fest (Atlanta, Georgia)

Grape Day (Temecula, California)

Love the Burger Battle Contest (Luverne, Minnesota) [thru 5.25]

Roadburn Festival (Tilburg, Netherlands) [thru 4.20]

Taste of St. Croix (St. Croix, US Virgin Islands)

Feast Days

Agapitus (Christian; Saint)

Agia (Christian; Saint)

Apollonius the Apologist (Christian; Saint)

Bun-Bun Brothers’ Day (Muppetism)

Carista: Day of Peace in the Family (Pagan)

Corebus (Christian; Saint)

Cyril VI of Constantinople (Eastern Orthodox Church)

Eleutherius, Antia & His Companions (Christian; Martyrs)

Festival of Matsu (a.k.a. Mazu; Taoist Sea Goddess)

Festival of Rama-Navami (Hinduism; Everyday Wicca)

Fox Tail Burning Day (Ancient Rome)

Galdino della Sala (a.k.a. Galdin; Christian; Saint)

Gustave Moreau (Artology)

Idesbald (Christian; Saint)

Jeanne-Elisabeth Chaudet (Artology)

Lady Macbeth Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

Laserian (a.k.a. Laisren or Molaisse; Christian; Saint)

Ludwig Meisner (Artology)

Make Faerie Rocks Day (Starza Pagan Book of Days)

Laserim, Bishop of Laighlin, Ireland (Christian; Saint)

Max Weber (Artology)

Molaise of Leighlin (Christian; Saint)

Nihilism Day (Pastafarian)

Perfectus (Christian; Saint)

Plato of Sakkoudion (Christian; Saint)

Three Impossible Mixtures Day (Celtic Book of Days)

The Underlings (Muppetism)

Vitruvius (Positivist; Saint)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Shakku (赤口 Japan) [Bad luck all day, except at noon.]

Tycho Brahe Unlucky Day (Scandinavia) [18 of 37]

Unglückstage (Unlucky Day; Pennsylvania Dutch) [15 of 30]

Premieres

Absolute Beginners (Film; 1986)

Alice’s Circus Dance (Disney Cartoon; 1927)

Apes of Wrath (WB MM Cartoon; 1959)

Baggage Buster (Disney Cartoon; 1941)

Barnyard Olympics (Disney Cartoon; 1932)

Beyond This Horizon, by Robert A. Heinlein (Novel; 1948)

Chess-Nuts (Betty Boop Cartoon; 1932)

Dog Trouble (Tom & Jerry Cartoon; 1942)

Fancy Free, by Leonard Bernstein (Ballet; 1944)

Forgetting Sarah Marshall (Film; 2008)

Four Quartets, by T.S. Eliot (Poetry; 1943)

Gorky Park, by Martin Cruz Smith (Novel; 1981)

Great Moments with Mr. Lincoln (Disneyland Animatronic Exhibit; 1964)

Holes (Film; 2003)

Kongo-Roo (Phantasies Cartoon; 1946)

Legend (Film; 1986)

Little Johnny Jet (MGM Cartoon; 1953)

Mare of Easttown (TV Series; 2021)

Manifestoes of Surrealism, by André Breton (Book; 1924)

Master and Commander, by Patrick O'Brian (Novel; 1969)

Muscle Tussle (WB MM Cartoon; 1953)

The Razor’s Edge, by W. Somerset Maugham (Novel; 1944)

The Saint in Trouble, by Graham Weaver (Short Stories; 1978) [Saint #47]

Sheikh of Araby, recorded by Sidney Bechet (Song; 1941)

The Simple Things (Disney Cartoon; 1953)

Speaking of Animals Down on the Farm (Animated Antics Cartoon; 1941)

Straight Shooters (Disney Cartoon; 1947)

Teen Titans: The Judas Contract (WB Animated Film; 2017)

Three Little Wolves (Disney Silly Symphonies Cartoon; 1936)

Uncle Joey (Terrytoons Cartoon; 1941)

Winged Migration (Documentary Film; 2003)

Today’s Name Days

Werner, Wigbert (Austria)

Viktor, Viktoriya (Bulgaria)

Atanazija, Eusebije, Hermogen, Roman (Croatia)

Valérie (Czech Republic)

Eleutherius (Denmark)

Valdek, Valdeko, Valdemar, Valdo, Valdu, Valdur, Valmar, Valmer, Voldemar, Volli, Volmer (Estonia)

Valdemar, Valto (Finland)

Parfait (France)

Werner, Wigbert (Germany)

Eirene, Eirini, Irene, Irini, Nikolaos, Nikoleta, Nikos, Nicholas, Nicolas, Nick, Rafael, Rene, Rena, Renia, Rhenia (Greece)

Andrea, Ilma (Hungary)

Galdino (Italy)

Dana, Hildegarde, Jadviga, Laura, Nameisis (Latvia)

Apolonijus, Eitvilas, Girmantė, Undinė (Lithuania)

Eilen, Eilert (Norway)

Apoloniusz, Bogusław, Bogusława, Flawiusz, Gościsław (Poland)

Ioan (Romania)

Valér (Slovakia)

Perfecto (Spain)

Valdemar, Volmar (Sweden)

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Day of Year: Day 109 of 2024; 257 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 4 of week 16 of 2024

Celtic Tree Calendar: Saille (Willow) [Day 5 of 28]

Chinese: Month 3 (Wu-Chen), Day 10 (Ren-Zi)

Chinese Year of the: Dragon 4722 (until January 29, 2025) [Wu-Chen]

Hebrew: 10 Nisan 5784

Islamic: 9 Shawwal 1445

J Cal: 19 Cyan; Fryday [19 of 30]

Julian: 5 April 2024

Moon: 76%: Waxing Gibbous

Positivist: 25 Archimedes (4th Month) [Strabo]

Runic Half Month: Man (Human Being) [Day 9 of 15]

Season: Spring (Day 31 of 92)

Week: 3rd Week of April

Zodiac: Aries (Day 29 of 31)

#calendar #Holidays

[askfurrymatsu]

*18 year old ichi appears* are you future me?!

(( @ask-the-18-matsus ))

#ichi #ichimatsu #ichimatsu matsuno #osomatsu san #ask #ask-the-18-matsus #drawn

[snowimatsu]

Hey! I just wanted you to know that I love visiting your blog! You're very updated and me and my friend enjoy all the content and little comments you do in the tags sometimes! Can I ask though if you know anyone with english subs to the fesmatsu 2016 event? Or fesmatsu 2018 event with english sub? (>.

Hello! Thanks for the compliments i know I sometimes go off in the tags sometimes haha (sometimes too much I fear lmao) 

As for fesmatsu, I know I reblogged a few 2018 posts here awhile back under the tag “fes matsu”. For 2016, @libellen seems to have translations! They use the tag “festmatsu”

Hope this helps anon!

#fes matsu #<-- to make the search a bit easier #on my blog at least lol #ask #anonymous #nenchuu might have more '18 posts for fesmatsu

[korkitos]

"Want me to sing you a lullaby?"

MINORS DNI 18+

Warnings: -somnophilia,

-dumbification

-Rough sex

-slight dub-con

A/N: Uhhh😰

This is gonna be pretty... Unholy

Perverted!Karamatsu san x reader lemon.

It was about 11pm at night time,

You and your boyfriend Karamatsu were just going to sleep.

Closing your eyes, you tried to gain some rest, wrapping your arms around his chest.

After finally falling asleep, and a few hours later into the night, something pokes you. So you turn around to the other side, only for the unknown object to poke your lower back.

"Hnghh~ so soft..." The hard object squished and pressed against your ass, you heard Karamatsu breathing lowly against the back of your naked neck.

"Hey, 'matsu? Are you asleep?" You barely concentrated as you woke up slightly to ask this question.

"Can't sleep? Want me to sing you a lullaby?" He asked, taking his hands from your bottom and wrapping them around your waist, snuggling your back.

"Yes, I'd like that." You smiled at him, not knowing if he'd really be up to singing you one at all.

To your surprise, he started humming the little song he knew you liked to fall asleep you. You were listening to his raspy, low voice humming you to sleep, as you felt a tingling sensation in your core.

You turned around to face him, only to watch his hard-on just barely touching your stomach.

Yelping, you covered your eyes. You've never really got to do anything beyond touching. You sat up and opened your mouth to ask him, just what is this about.

But instead a strong hand covered your mouth.

"Crap, it seems you've seen it, Now there's no other choice but to do that. You see, I've always had this problem. Seeing you half naked like this, and I can't fall asleep so I find myself jacking off at weird times of the night. And now you finally noticed my little problem."

You looked at him, your mind blank. But your body had other ideas. You were now sitting on top of him, directly on his bulge.

"I'm glad it didn't come to me making my own way in, you know, since I'm getting very, very impatient."

You felt a light throb caressing your clothed sex, rubbing yourself up and down the hidden shaft.

You were high on this thrill, this new emotion, leaving you breathless and in need.

He ripped off, in an almost animalistic way, your pajamas, leaving you almost bare. Everything, but your bottom underwear.

He attacked your chest "oooh! So soft! Exactly how I imagined a girl's chest must feel! So soft~ but you know what's even softer?"

His question left you wondering. Was he talking about... Before you could finish the thought, your underwear was already thrown to the side of the room.

He laid down, his head resting on the soft pillow.

"Sit on my face."

Your face was red in embarrassment, you must've heard him wrong.

"What did you just say?"

But his answer never came. Instead, he grabbed your hips and put you on his face. You weren't sure what had just happened until you felt a smooth tongue attacking the area of your clit.

It felt so good, like heaven, almost like he was practicing for this moment.

He flicked his tongue repeatedly against your sweet spot, sucking on the gentle piece of nerves delicately.

You felt like you were melting, but before he finally let you ride out your orgasm, he threw you off his face, you landing on the bed sheets.

"You can't be the one getting all of the pleasure, now can you? Get on your knees. Now."

You did as he said, and he seductively undid his belt before pulling down the pants, watching his member spring out.

You were shocked at the size of it, but reached to touch it anyway. It felt so warm, it felt alive, you've never seen one in real life before.

You put it in your mouth, licking and slurping all of the precum that came out of it.

"Not like that, try to suck it gently."

The warm cock entered your mouth and you were now bobbing your head to the rhythm of his moans.

"A-Ah! It feels so good, you're doing so, so well. Such a good job."

You looked up at him through your eyelashes, recieving a gentle pat on the head from the boy.

You kept this up, jerked it with your hand at times, you could feel it swell in your mouth.

"So close, are you going to d-drink it down? Or what?"

You smiled at him, as you continued with your hand job. your face resting on his lap, panting.

"Of course I'm gonna swallow it. It's yours, after all."

He was excited by your sudden perverted behaviour but was happy nonetheless.

He bursted in your mouth, and you swallowed it whole.

He commanded you to lay down, on your stomach.

"Ass up, now."

You were now laying with your ass up, wondering when is he going to finally make a move. When you suddenly felt something enter you.

"Ahhh!" You screamed out in surprise, making him smirk.

"Shh. Don't want to wake up our neighbors now, do you?" He mocked you.

He started thrusting in and out, slowly but surely enough to make you not able to form words.

He grabbed your hair, began speeding up, then smacked your ass harshly.

"K-Karamatsu! Please, it's too much!"

He stopped, then turned you around to grab your face and stare into your eyes intensely.

"What? Is it too much? Is my little baby having too much fun?"

He held your legs up, and rammed into you in an inhuman speed, your pussy leaking around him, coating his cock.

That's when he blew his seed inside you, warm and steady, painting your insides creamy white.

He fell on top of you, barely bracing himself, then yawning.

"Ah.. I'm so tired. Good night then." Then immediately fell asleep on top of you.

"Hmph. 'matsu-kun..." You sighed and fell asleep underneath your beloved boyfriend.

#osomatsu san #karamatsu x reader #osomatsu x reader #anime smut #anime scenery #x reader #rough love #sexy #anime gif #fan art #oneshot #lemon #x reader lemon #dipping sauce

[nishiannoya]

"I still can't believe you think so low of yourself, princess," said Makki with a disappointed tone as he continued taking pictures of your precious face. Your teary eyes look directly at him as you kept taking his whole dick on your mouth. You were doing your best trying not to gag as the tip hit the back of your throat, but it was not an easy task. Especially since Matsukawa insisted on thrusting at your pussy from the back at an insane pace.

"Doesn't she look beautiful, Matsu?" he asked, showing the other guy his phone with your pictures on it. Matsukawa slapped your ass hard enough for you to moan loud, causing Hanamaki to growl at the sudden vibration.

"So fucking beautiful," he agreed. Your cunt clenched at the conversation of the two boys. It was too much, and they know it, but they won't stop until you see yourself the same way they see you. And that requires more than one round, for sure.

I already told you this but I fucking love you 🤍

f!reader, filming, male masturbation, humor, poly w/ matsuhana

18+ only - MINORS DNI

Ding!

It's a beautiful day in Buenos Aires, the city just waking up as a certain brown haired athlete finishes his morning stretches. Oikawa checks his phone and excitedly unlocks it when he sees it's several new messages in the group chat with his old teammates. Whatever is going on must be pretty juicy based on the way his phone won't quit buzzing.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

Kindaichi: Fuck you senpai

Kunimi: 👍

Yahaba: I hate you both so much

Watari has left the chat

Iwaizumi: whEJEK88?++7

Iwaizumi: WHO

Iwaizumi: WHERE ARE YOU I AM ON MY WAY

Iwaizumi: xms9))!kaq*

Iwaizumi: sorry...fucking Miya saw that over my shoulder and stole my phone

Iwaizumi: you can't just send me shit like that while I'm at work

Iwaizumi: now the whole JNT wants to fuck your girl

Kyoutani: Sendai Frogs too

Oikawa chuckles at the picture attachment of the trio of blonds - a selfie shot with just the top of Mad Dog's head, Tsukishima frowning in the background with red cheeks, and Koganegawa caught with his mouth hanging open.

He curiously scrolls up the thread of messages and nearly drops his phone when he sees what's caused all the commotion - a shot of you, naked and shimmering with sweat, being held down on Mattsun's lap, his large hand around your throat while presumably Makki's fingers squeeze at your cheeks, keeping your pretty mouth open and tongue pressed forward to show off the load of cum that overflows in lewd strings mixed with your saliva.

Fuuuuck. Blood instantly floods to his cock beneath his shorts. Tooru lets out a strained groan, the arousal almost painful as he taps the image to enlarge and focuses in on the glassy look in your eyes. He imagines what it'd be like to be there, to hear you undoubtedly whining and to tell you how pretty you look all fucked out at his friends doing, maybe even smear his cockhead against your messy tongue if they're willing to share.

Phone in one hand, he reaches to adjust the hardness in his shorts, unable to resist running his palm up and down the length over the fabric. You certainly must be a needy little thing to handle both Makki and Mattsun, and perhaps another if they'd ever be so generous.

His hand moves faster, breath quickening, and eyes fluttering when he suddenly loses grip on his phone. He fumbles with it a few times, able to catch it before it lands on the floor, but everything in his body goes ice cold when he checks the screen and realizes his dire fuck up. Somewhere in trying to catch his phone, he accidentally snapped a photo of him gripping his dick print and sent it to the chat.

Iwaizumi: vote to kick shittykawa out of the chat say aye

Meanwhile back home on the other side of the world, Makki nudges your dozing form in Mattsun's arms to get your attention. You peak open your bleary eyes to see your strawberry-haired lover holding his phone to you.

"See, princess? Look how stupid you have these men. That's our pretty girl for you," he coos pridefully and places a quick kiss to your forehead, making you smile as you nuzzle into his shoulder. Mattsun hums in agreement from behind you and gives the back of your neck an affectionate little peck.

"Thank you," you murmur softly, grateful for these two to always make you feel loved and desired.

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#kiki-ps📬 #i am sitting in a grocery store parking lot with my head against the steering wheel #the person in the car next to me is totally judging me #thank you for sending me this 🤍 #needed this today

[namimatsuceo]

NAMIMATSU OTP ASK MEME. CREDIT TO THE ORIGINAL CREATOR [ idk who it is but lmk if you do. ✨️ ]

1. Who wakes up first? Always Namikawa.

2. Who wants to stay in bed just a little longer? Matsuda always wants to but... work. He never gets to.

3. Who takes longer getting ready? Namikawa. Pretty long hair just takes longer.

4. When they can't sleep, what do they do? Matsuda lays there and stares at the ceiling, trying to count sheep [ that never gets him anywhere, to be honest ]. Namikawa gets on his phone. Or Matsuda's. Whoever's is closer. Neither of them really bother each other, unless Matsuda has something seriously troubling going on.

5. Who falls asleep while watching a movie? Neither... but probably Matsuda.

6. Who falls asleep last, watching the other with a small affectionate smile? Also Matsuda.

7. Who comes up with the cheesy pick-up lines? MatsuMatsuMatsu! :)

8. Who gets extremely competitive playing Mario Kart? Neither because Namikawa doesn't play video games. If Matsuda somehow convinced him to though, Namikawa would probably win easily without trying and bring out Matsuda's competitiveness a bit.

9. Who accidentally pushes a door instead of pulling? Matsuda.

10. Who sets the other's ringtone to something loud and obnoxious behind their back? Neither.

11. Who rearranges the bookshelf/DVD shelf in alphabetical order? Bold of you to assume Namikawa doesn't already have his shit organized alphabetically.

12. Who does the hands-over-the-eyes "Guess Who" thing? Matsuda! Namikawa never plays along and gets mildly irritated whenever he does it, though.

13. Who points out a dog when they see one? Matsuda again!

14. Who's prone to road rage? Neither because Namikawa barely drives himself and Matsuda is a good boy. No road rage from him.

15. Who's prone to wearing socks indoors (or to sleep)? MATSUDA. He never takes off his dumb socks. Not even during you know what.

16. Who reminds the other to put on sunscreen before going to the beach (or pool)? Namikawa. Though it's less of a reminder and more of an order.

17. Who carries all the important documents while traveling? Namikawa 100000%!

18. Who gets the window seat? Namikawa let's Matsuda have it. He doesn't care and will just be working the whole flight. Meanwhile, Matsuda gets excited to look out the window and watch the world get smaller.

19. Who puts their cold hands/feet on the other? Matsuda did it once. Namikawa glared at him. He never did it again.

20. What do they argue about the most? Probably about what they should have for dinner. Or how Matsuda gets a lil' jealous sometimes.

21. Who's clumsier? Matsuda duh ♡

22. Who texts more often? Matsuda. He gets more lonely and needs more attention.

23. Who is better with kids? Matsuda.

24. Who's the better cook? Namikawa, though he barely ever cooks.

25. Who mistakes salt for sugar? Do I need to answer?

26. Who puts the fork in the microwave? I want to say neither but I feel like Matsuda is dumb enough to do this at least once.

27. Who cooks at 2 in the morning? Matsuda.

28. Who lets the microwave play the loud beeping sound at 1 a.m.? Also Matsuda.

29. Who licks the spoon when they're baking brownies? Both! Matsuda does it first and then won't leave Namikawa alone until he does it, too.

30. Who likes doing the dishes? Neither. They use a dishwasher for a reason.

31. Who has bigger cravings? What are they? Matsuda. He really wants cup noodles at least once a week.

32. Who remembers what the other one always orders at a restaurant? Namikawa. He thinks it's much quicker and more efficient to order for the two of them. So, he learns Matsuda's orders immediately and never forgets them. Unfortunately for Matsu, he's never able to try anything new.

33. How do they eat ice cream? What's their favorite flavors? Namikawa eats his out of a bowl with a spoon. His go to flavor is either vanilla or strawberry. Maybe chocolate, too, on occasion. Matsuda is perfectly happy with a cone and any flavor is good to him!

34. Do they go on dates? What are they like? Yes, and they usually just have dinner or do something Namikawa wants to do. Like, watch a theater performance or go to a nice hotel for no reason. Matsuda gets to pick on occasion, but he's happy doing just about anything.

35. What do they smell when they smell amortentia? Matsuda smells fresh. Namikawa always smells like mint or clean linen. Or expensive cologne. When Namikawa smells amortentia, he smells cologne that's a lot cheaper, or deodorant. Matsuda and him smell similar, but Matsuda's scent is a toned down version.

36. Which one is the secret snuggler? Matsuda is a snuggler. There's nothing secret about it. So, Namikawa has to be the secret snuggler by default.

37. Which one offers their jacket to the other when they complain they feel cold? Both of them. It depends on who's cold.

38. Who reaches for the other one's hand while driving? Again, when they're together it's usually Namikawa's driver who drives. So, neither? Matsuda would probably try to, though.

39. Who leaves little notes in the other one's lunch? (Bonus: What does it say?) They don't make lunch for each other, but Matsu would definitely be the note leaver. The notes would be super duper cheesy, though.

40. Who is the most affectionate? Matsuda.

41. Who is the big spoon/little spoon? Usually Matsuda is the little spoon but on occasion he wants to hold Namikawa, too. Namikawa deserves it.

42. What is their favorite feature of their partner? Matsuda likes everything! He can't pick a favorite. That's too hard. Don't tell Matsuda, but Namikawa's favorite feature is his smile.

43. What is the first thing that changes when they realize they have feelings for the other? Nothing really? They act a little different but everything stays the same for the most part.

44. What are their nicknames for each other? Matsuda's nickname is Detective. Namikawa's nickname is Sir.

45. Who worries the most? Over what? Matsuda worries about Namikawa more because he is kind of a bad guy and he doesn't want anything bad to happen to him because of that. Also, he is a lil' protective. And jealous. Namikawa worries a little. Being a detective, especially one hunting Kira, can be a dangerous job.

46. Who initiates kisses? Both, but Namikawa does it a surprising amount.

47. Who says I love you first? How did it happen? :) You'll see when the fanfic gets to that part.

48. Who tells their friends/family about their relationship first? Matsuda.

49. What do they do when they're away from each other? Work, mostly. They're busy guys.

50. Who gets overwhelmed by small acts of kindness? Namikawa. Matsuda is way too sweet and way too nice to him sometimes and he's definitely not used to it. He's never had a golden retriever bf before so it can be a bit overwhelming.

#matsuda death note #death note #namikawa #namimatsu #reiji namikawa #touta matsuda #namikawa x matsuda #matsuda #ship things #otp ask meme #reiji namikawa x touta matsuda #ship headcanons

[sweetlawlight]

Light X fem reader

Warning: cheating, toxic, a little forceful, praise K!nk, sub girl, dom Light

Both are over the age of 18

*** - few hours later

Summary: You and Light are working on the Kira case together. You and Matsuda have been dating since before the case buy lately you have been feeling unsatisfied with Matsuda and Light seems to be aware of that and what’s to make up for Matsuda. You are working late after he leaves in you office.

M: Y/N, I’ll have to go under cover with Misa Misa tonight, I am so so sorry. He informs you. “It’s fine fine Matsu, stay safe.“ Once he leaves you start crying. You try not to be upset and focus on your paper work but you are hurt and lonely.

***

L: Y/N, you are still here?

You hear Light’s voice, you turn to see him leaning on the door. You answer without turning since you were embarrassed for your boss to see you crying. “Yes, sir.” He starts getting closer to you and stands right behind your chair. At this moment you can feel his body close to your chair and can sense that he knows that you’ve been crying. He brushes his fingers trough your hair gently. “Sir, do I have something in my hair?” you ask knowing that wasn’t why he touched you. He turns the chair towards him and gets closer to your face. You turn your head to the side. He grabs your chin gently and slowly turns you to face him. “What’s the matter Y/N?” he says while looking you in your red eyes from crying. “Nothing Sir, I am just a little sleepy.” He backs off and looks at you with an angry face. “Oh is that so, so you are lying to your boss now?” You feel the instantly in his voice and get even more emotion, thinking to yourself about all the times Matsuda has let you down. He gets closer to your face and gets on his knees to match your height he touches you on your knee softly and says “What is it, why are you crying Y/N?” You answer with hesitation. “Its just, Matsuda has been busy lately and I-“ You are stopped by the sound of his laughter. “Wow, a beautiful girl like you crying for someone like Matsuda, how pathetic.” You let out a long sigh under your breath, slowly pick up your pen and continue with your work not responding to him. Not a second later you sense him behind you again he pulls you head toward him forcefully by pulling your hair to look at him. “ “Light, what are you doing?” you yell out in pain. He smiles at you gets in front of you and starts pulling your hair harder. “shhh…, did you just call me by name?” he gets closer, stops pulling your hair and turns you chair towards him. “Nothing to say, ah, Y/N?” He smirks. “My name suits your sweet voice” He gets closer to you and whispers in your ear “Now be a good girl and say my name again” You grab his face and whisper (Yagami Light) while moaning “Oh you are so good, Y/N”. You are feeling your body heat up as he looks straight in the eyes. He roughly grabs your tights and opens you legs, reveling your panties, he gets his hands right under your skirt and gently touches your cunt. You hold in a moan to not sound desperate. He clears your desk and lifts you on it . He spreads your legs and takes your panties off. “I won’t hold back” You are filled with excitement as he teases your clit with his long fingers slowly putting them inside you and removing them just to frustrate you. He says to you “Tell me, tell me how bad you want me in you!” He removes his fingers from you and licks them as he is waiting for you to answer him. You start whining and crying saying “So bad, Light-kun, so bad” He grabs your legs and pulls you closer to him “ Oh yeah?” he zips his pants open and pulls his boxers down reveling his huge cock he grabs you neck and kisses you roughly on the lips. You let a loud moan which makes him feel harder and bigger inside you, he keeps kissing but you can hardly keep up from the hard fucking and big moans he is giving you. You yell out ““Oh light-kun I am going to cum!” He starts fucking you even harder you open your mouth but as you do that you feel his cum inside which makes you cum yourself. “Good girl, my cum looks so good on you” he says as he helps get dressed and proceeds to leave your office without saying anything.

#death note #l lawliet #mihael keehl #wammy boys #death note meme #death note x reader #light yagami #smuts #lightyagami smut #Lsmut #l smut #death note smuts #hot #smutreader #light x reader #light x you #light x misa

[yourfaveeatscrayons]

Goro Akechi from Persona eats crayons!

Requested by: @ask-the-18-matsus​

#goro akechi #persona #yourfaveeatscrayons

[beanboisforbrains]

🤔, ☘, and 🌚?

🤔 What’s a personal interpretation of a character you have that differs from the fandom?

I feel like most of what I see in fandom aligns with my interpretation. Perks of ososan becoming relatively smaller I suppose....also probably because I mostly follow accounts I agree with lmaooo. I guess some that differ from what I saw in the fandom back when it was popping off are:

Todomatsu cares about his brothers so so SOOO MUCH. Totally heartless Todomatsu headcanons make me so sad. I stand by you Todomatsu! Youngest sibling solidarity!

Karamatsu is not uwu boy. I love when he’s snarky. I love when he’s a little bitch. I love when he’s cowardly. GIVES HIM SO MUCH FLAVOUR. HE CAN BE JUST AS TRASH AS HIS BROTHERS!

Osomatsu and Jyushimatsu probably have the highest emotional intelligence of all the brothers.

☘ What’s a matsu trio you’d like to see more of?

MORE ANIS!!! Other than Dayon Tribe I can’t really think of many prominent moments where it was just them (maybe I accidentally deleted from memory). But yeah more anis, they’re funky. Choromatsu’s the baby of the group!!! I want to see them be so stupid together!!!

234 would also be so fucking funny. I just want to see what the hell would happen. Maybe it’ll be normal, maybe it will be chaos. Nenchuu is civil, but mildly awkward with each other (getting better at it). They’re most comfortable with each other when there’s someone else there. But what if that someone else was Karamatsu.

🌚 What’s something you want to see happen in the show that you’re pretty sure will never happen?

This goes against the very core foundation of the show, but I would love to see them get jobs, stick by them, and move on with their lives in a healthy way. It would be great if they could get jobs they’re passionate about and enjoy…that’s probably toooooo much wishful thinking o(-(

I’m such a sucker for angst with happy ending. With ososan being the comedic tragedy that it is, it would be nice if it ended with them living lives they feel satisfied with. BUUUTTTTT I don’t want it to be an easy “sudden fix” either. Time skip and suddenly they’re well adjusted, FUUCKKK THAT NOISE. I want to see the g r o w t h! The d e v e l o p m e n t! LMAO I’M REALLY ASKING A LOT OF A SHOW THAT ENDS ITS SENTIMENTAL MOMENTS WITH THE MCS DYING.

Of course, it would also be nice to see Homura again! Blows a kiss to the stars…my girl...where are you…

Would also like to see more 18!Oso which is not…totally impossible since the high school matsu’s did show up in s3. I want to see more 18!Oso in particular because I think it would be neat to pick his brain. The duality for the others makes it easier to understand the mental state they were in during high school and how it relates to their present selves, but hmmm Osomatsu..hmmmm. For me, he’s harder to get a read on in general.

#ask game #i want them to move on with their lives when the show ends....BUT I ALSO DON'T WANT THE SHOW TO END SOOOOOOOOO #reserve trio are also my favs #all because of that 'where should we eat' extra skit #but i feel like they got a decent amount in s3 so i mentioned some others