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#idiot (affectionate) does art

omitea · 10 days

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𝐉𝐉𝐊! 𝐌𝐄𝐍 + 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄

. ft. gojo, geto, nanami, higuruma, choso & toji.

. content. fluff, ass writing, suggestive in nanami’s & geto’s. as i said, ass writing.

. note. i haven’t written in like a week and it shows….this was rushed lol. here u go lovelies, @steleir & @satorisoup. sorry it sucks. and thank u vegas for the idea in higuruma’s <3.

☆— 𝐆. 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔

gojo is very open to being affectionate with you and it’s one of the things he loves the most. he wants to make sure the love he has for you is clearly visible and he proudly puts it all on display. if you were to even think about it, there has never been a time where you couldn’t remember him without a droopy lovesick smile on his face.

he finds solace in covering your adorable face in attentive kisses; referring your face to a canvas and him as the painter who admires the work of art that stands before him. he has his way with words, but also with the way he loves. and as idiotic as he seems to be, he’s just gojo satoru; a man who solemnly wants to give his all to you. and on top of that, he constantly reminds you that getting rid of him isn’t an option.

☆— 𝐆. 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔

geto doesn’t care whether it’s you taking care of him or him taking care of you. but he loves making you feel relaxed, it’s a necessity for him at this point. he gets handsy often– grabbing and touching anywhere you allow him to. so, when you asked him if he could get rid of the pain causing knots in your back, he didn’t say a word and happily complied.

he was the one who often asked you if you wanted him to massage you, but this time you asked him instead. this caused a small grin to appear on his face. his warm, yet calloused hands dug into each knot– erupting a small moan of content from your throat. he loves to let his hands travel to the plush of your ass, slowly dragging them to the inside of your thighs. feeling your legs clamp shut on them always manages to leave you two panting, bare bodies against one another as you lay under the covers. you might start thinking that geto had this planned all along.

☆— 𝐊. 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈

nanami prefers him doing the most for you instead of you for him. he truly believes you can take great care of yourself, but he gets the instinct to be the one to do that. he makes sure your freshly made breakfast is ready for when you wake up, or he cuts your fruits when you’re working from home. he does way more than that, but it’s even in the bare minimum things that he manages to show his love and gratitude.

something he also loves, but refuses to admit, is the way you crumble underneath him as soft praises escape his swollen lips while he’s deep inside you. hips thrusting slowly with concentration to make sure that even during times like these, you’re being taken care of. nanami loves in all forms, but taking care of you has slowly become his favorite thing to do.

☆— 𝐇. 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐀

higuruma loves giving you flowers. when he comes home from work and sees the shy smile that’s starting to spread on your face upon noticing them in his firm grip. he feels a slight tingle making its way up his spine. that’s what makes it more exciting for him to finish up his paperwork and just soak into the warmth of your loving home.

every week he has a new bouquet with different flowers. he knows you have a favorite, but he didn’t forget when you mentioned how you’d love to have some different colors and smells here and there. when the time comes and they’re all dried and shriveled up, he makes sure to stop by the florist the next day. higuruma is all about making you feel deserving of your favorite things.

☆— 𝐊. 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎

choso loves silently, but the affection is still present– even though it’s quiet. he does wanna hug you, give you kisses or sleep on your chest when the day finally comes to an end– but the thoughts surrounding his head makes it all the more impossible for him to ask if you’d want that.

he worries that he may come off as clingy and that maybe you want space, but you reassure him every time and tell him that you love feeling him so close. although no matter how many times you’ve told him that, the thought still lingers here and then. so, he just basks in the moment when you hold him, kiss him and do all the things he loves but is too nervous to do so.

☆— 𝐓. 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎

toji is a lover who doesn’t feel the need to be affectionate to show his love for you. sometimes not even words, or actions that indicate you’re lovers. no, he shows it mostly through caring about you. he may come off as stand-offish to some people— sometimes even to you, but you know the feeling of love grows mutually in the depth of both of your chests.

he has his moments once in a while where he suddenly hugs you, most of them being results of him having a rough day. but when it’s about you, he manages to show that he indeed cares, even in the smallest things. as much as it hurt in the beginning of it all, you grew to accept it. and you concluded that toji loving you in his own ways is better than him not loving you at all.

©𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐀. please refrain from stealing my works !

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sapphiretanto · 1 year

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(CW: Ranting/Venting; the fic I am talking about will not be named, nor will I give the author’s name away. Please send me a message if you want to know)

Did we even watch the same show? He’s not a caring, big brother? He’s a stick in the mud?

The only thing I’ll give you is that he’s full of himself… because he’s an idiot teenager with badass fighting skills and weapons. Of course he’s gonna be a cocky little shit. Most people with Leo’s skill would be.

I’m going to assume that you mean part of the time he’s full of himself. But if you mean all the time, then I’ll correct you there. More often than not, he is actually very insecure— a very common trait among the Leonardo’s.

“Maybe I shouldn’t be leading the team?”

“It’s all my fault. I let the guys down!”

“I don’t think I’ll ever be the same again”

“I’d just hold you back. You guys train, I’ll watch. It’s all I’m good for anyway…”

“I’m a liability to the whole team”

“I won’t be much help out there anyway”

Leo is a perfectionist and this shows in the way he leads— coming across as bossy or arrogant— and how he treats himself. The guy just got out of a three-month coma after he had the shit kicked out of him and what does he say when he’s by himself after everyone else went to look for Raph in the woods?

He holds himself to impossibly high standards— both placed by himself and some of the misguided lessons he was taught.

Alright, now for the stick in the mud part. Leo is a fucking dork (I mean this in the most affectionate sense). He loves Space Heroes to the point where he quotes it during missions. He likes puns, is fascinated by Japan culture, martial arts, meditation, etc. He trains very hard to excel at ninjutsu/martial arts— both so he can help his brothers in combat and because it’s a passion of his. That doesn’t make him boring in the slightest. He has some of the most ridiculous dialogue throughout the series:

“Alright guys. Let’s put Old Mother Hubbard back in her cupboard!”

“Hello!? Space Heroes!? Captain Ryan! Didn’t you see the episode where they fought the Cortexecons?!”

“Awesome! Oh, this is so rad! I feel like Van Helsing, but way cooler than him, actually. Way more rad than Van Helsing”

“Alright guys, prepare to dish out the mighty wrath of justice!”

“We don’t know he’s gonna do anything bad. He could be on his way… to… church!”

“I… don’t really have a pinky?”

He can’t lie for shit which leads to him saying silly things:

“Be cool. Be cool.” *answers phone* “uh.. hey man! What’s… what’s going down? *Raph says they better have not watched the Crognard finale without him and Leo laughs nervously* W-who, us?! Of course not! But I bet if we did watch it, we would have found it anti-climate… climactic!”

*gets asked by Chloe if there’s other turtles like him* “Nope! Uh-uh! Just me! Mr. Imaginary Talking Turtle!”

“He’s just kidding, Mrs. O’Neil. Kirby’s…uh.. on a.. safari! In Puerto Rico! And he won’t be back for a while.”

And he’s not the goody-two shoes and suck up people think of him as. He has gone behind Splinter’s back on several occasions, snuck out both willingly and unwillingly. The guy dressed in black and caused petty crime with his sister and her girlfriend Shinigami because he was pissed off at Shredder.

As for not being a caring brother. You mean this guy?! This Leo?! ⬇️

Couldn’t be this Leo, right? There’s no way he’s a mother hen— being both doting and getting after his brothers.

“Don’t talk with your mouth full!”

“Mikey, you never cease to amaze me”

“Leo never left your side” — April when Raph was reduced to a mere plant by The Creep

“I’m sorry about Spike, Raphael.”

“Donnie, don’t lose sight of who you are!”

“Nice job, D”

“Donnie, the go karts worked great. Nice job!”

“Mikey, come on! It’s not that bad! And Raph promises not to make fun of you anymore.”

Not the Leo that uses all his strength and stays behind in the Technodrome holding Kraang Prime so his brothers and April can escape. Not that Leo who while just barely awake after a coma goes after a mutated monster in the woods to get his family back. Not that Leo who forced himself to stay calm so the others can be calm while they go through the most insane shit, or cannot grieve in the moment because he has to ensure the rest of their safety, so his focus during missions and battle is scattered in different places. Because he couldn’t possibly help bandage their wounds, worry when they’re hurt and not give up on a family member. Not Leo preventing Donnie from straight up unaliving Don Vizioso because Leo doesn’t want his younger brother to do what he did and change him like it changed him. He doesn’t sacrifice himself over and over because he loves his brothers, right? Right??

#tmnt #tmnt 2012 #tmnt 2012 leo #Mari rants #mari rambles #just say you didn’t watch 2012 and I’ll be fine with that #I seriously don’t understand what is so fucking difficult to grasp #Leo isn’t an asshole who is boring as hell #he doesn’t hate his brothers #he isn’t master splinters golden child or the favorite as much a you wanna think that #tmnt 2012 mikey #tmnt 2012 raph #tmnt 2012 donnie

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fuzzystudios · 1 year

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yk when I started reading toa I was kinda disappointed at the lack of power that apollo / lester had, bc pjo and hoo had their main characters be basically op, and this is literally a (former) god. apollo in tho made me cringe and reading his perspective was like looking at pills in an orange prescription bottle. but he was the whiny teenager that felt like an out-of-depth teenager more than the actually lived for years-in-teen-numbers, because they were more heroes and soldiers than teens, like they were supposed to be. he is simultaneously whiny child and responsible adult.

the moment I really latched onto him was when he basically dropped everything and tried to dive into the forest to go save his kids. bro wasn’t actually a selfish idiot like he kept making himself look like. bro was an emotionally constipated loving loser (affectionate) and loveable. he would risk the wrath of styx to save these kids. positively skrunkly

oh and his power! look guys the former protagonists always had some power to back them up, some good strength. this guy? first not demigod protagonist and he goes from straight up zero to launching a guy to the clouds with his bare hands. and tfw he uses his voiceTM. BEGONE SNAKE! and he acts so pathetic lol and if you look through whatever sunglasses he’s wearing and you look at the things from 3rd person pov dude what is he doing. he just flew off a road driving a car, and puts himself in front of the gremlin child to face one of those creepy zombie things that scream FOOD!!. bro straight up stabbed himself. bro sings the most heart wrenching song that even giant ants that don’t even understand what he’s saying get the point to the extent that they go catatonic with depression.

and holy cheez-its what kind of pain tolerance does this guy have?? dude??? you fell from the literal sky above the Empire State Building which like literal greek heaven (ouch) straight into a dumpster and then gets beat into unconsciousness by a pair of thugs under Nero like??? and with broken ribs, injured nose, hurt shoulder, etc. he walks up the stairs, runs through the woods insane. dude is literally insane. he gets flayed alive, forgets his other half, trapped in place by molten chains all at once and still trying trying to walk wth like this guy’s pain tolerance is beyond ouranos. idk how he does it I can’t even tolerate a hot summer day.

bro gives advice to a lost gremlin child who betrayed him anyway, helps her defeat her abuser the way he never could. and he grew, like everyone around him, to something better, something hopeful. “you’ve changed” heck yeah!! we love to see it

and humor?? like random mentions of things no one else in pjo would give you like playing the zither at 2am, godly toilet seat, ares roundhouse kick, waking up in Argentina. I love that they’re so offhand but they’re so funny and random

the haiku. they’re hilarious, works of art.

the characters. Chiron. Chiara. Damien. Austin. Kayla. Cecil. will. nico. Rachel. Lavinia. emmie. Josephine. heck even Commodus. lityerses. Abelard. Diana. frank. Jason. piper. the trogs. lu. reyna omg. meg. aaaaaaaaAAAAAAAA I love them so much! just how they fit in with his own journey of self and how they grow with him, like a garden, like an orchestra building its crescendo together, in unity. little things like reading frank’s admiration of apollo first in hoo, and now we get apollo’s side of it, and he’s so cute. Reyna’s whole journey of “finding the one who will heal her heart”. (gods I loved that thank you rick.) and will’s “dad!” and making apollo literally weep and meg: “the beast is dead. I killed it.” and taps her head and I'm just so proud of them.

“YOU ARE NO GOD!” he isn’t the same god who fell to earth in the winter. he likely won’t be ever the same ever again. ‘cause he’s gonna work to being better. he’s saving the world, but he’s also having a journey of his own self, rediscovering himself, building onto himself like everyone else, they’re all gonna be a better version of themselves.

k one problem: not enough content. I am starved for content. please feed pet. ty

#rambles #bad quality posts #essay thing #I think #trials of apollo #lester papadopoulos #apollogists #toa apollo

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onepiece-polls · 8 months

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One Piece Shipping War - Round 3 Side B

KidKiller art by @anj-does-stuff. Check out the original post here!

Propaganda under the cut.

Propaganda for Kid x Killer:

The loyalty, the way they praise each other, their past, the aesthetic, Kid's reaction to seeing Killer with a SMILE in Wano, the fact the Kid's hobby is listening to music while Killer's is playing the drums, they are made for one another.

That sweet sweet captain/first mate loyalty…can’t be beat

Killer and kids are cannonicly ride or die

Murder couple, captain x first mate will always have special place in my heart, childhood friends bonus, love that they're just unashamedly bastards together and separately

OMG they care so much for each other!!! Kid called Killer his partner! They are mates for life! 💕

Child. Hood. Best. Friends. You want more? *cracks knuckles* Growing up beside one another, calling one another partner, only ever seeing Kid crying and losing his hard head persona when it involves Killer, Killer calming down after being reunited with Kid for a bit, KILLER KNOWING WHERE - down to the centimetre- TO CUT HAWKINS’ ARM SO HE DOESN’T HARM KID!!! THE!!! CENTIMETRE!!! That’s some intimate level of knowledge right there!

Propaganda for Shachi x Penguin:

They may be underrated characters with very little screen time, but you can see that they clearly are affectionate with each other (ex: hugging in the manga) and also speaking at the same time, sharing thoughts, and beyond that, they grew up together. They've clearly known each other for a long time and typically work together very well. They are a package deal, you cannot separate them <3

Two idiots with one braincell/ two bros sitting on each other laps because they're gay / it's not gay if it's the homie

Law officiated their marriage fr

They're overcompensating for how gay they are for each other and everyone can tell

(Headcanons included) Everyone who likes a cute younger brother aura X a serious Tsundere older brother aura would love this ship! Shachi and Penguin know each other before they even met Law. I think their parents are on good term since they went to the beach together. I like to think that they knew each other since birth. They are both very close, and inseparable since forever. And it would be cute to think that the both of them only has each other. A cute and shy Penguin being best friend with a fun and exciting Shachi (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)♡ They both survived the tsunami together. And since Penguin was the oldest one. He would feel like he had the responsibility to protect Shachi. Big brother aura Penguin! He loves Shachi so much that he would do anything to protect him… They are very close for a long time because they knew each other's blood type and Shachi invited Penguin to stay at his uncle's house. ✨But of course, the uncle and aunt were abusive. Since Penguin thought that he had to protect Shachi at all cost. Penguin would always be the one to receive most of the physical abuse. Shachi would be a crybaby and cry everytime he sees Penguin in pain. But Penguin would always say that he was okay. (skipping to growing up) there's also that time where a bomb exploded. Instead of worrying about themselves, they cared about the other person more ✨I think it was Penguin would called out for Shachi?Then, there was the fighting scene on swallow island where ShachiPen fought the enemy together. I like to imagine the both of them already liking each other since their younger age. Especially Shachi. Shachi who had been protected during his childhood by Penguin decided to become stronger for him. Because of INK, my favorite artist, that drew a lot of ShachiPen, I have their version of ShachiPen stuck in my head. And it also became my headcanon. Shachi became a lot stronger than Penguin and it is now his turn to protect him. Hehehe. After Savaody I like to imagine that something bad happened to one of them. Then they finally confessed their love. ♡(ŐωŐ人)

#one piece #kidkiller #shapen #Kid Pirates #Heart Pirates #op shipping war #tournament poll #round 3 #side B #Sorry to my lovely mutual who ships ShaPen hard but heads will roll if KidKiller doesn't win this 😂#funny how the 'childhood friends' propaganda doesn't really holds up in this poll #this is the childhood friends to lovers poll

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snootlestheangel · 6 months

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SoapGaz

*cracks knuckles* They're definitely idiots to lovers but as in they're idiots and they become lovers, not as in "oblivious to the other's extreme attraction until a climatic moment"

Who was the one to propose? I want it to be Soap so badly but also think it'd be very on brand for them/their relationship if Gaz also proposed. I'm talking like the Spiderman meme where they point at each other when they realize and then they laugh and neither can even say yes, they try to kiss but they're both still laughing too hard. It's just such a beautiful mental image that I have right now :')

Who stressed more over wedding planning? Gaz. Gaz a thousand times over. Soap is experienced with weddings and wedding planning (he has so many in-law siblings and almost all of his cousins his age/older are married.) but Gaz doesn't have any experience with even being at a wedding, much less planning his own.

Who decorated the house? Gaz. He's got style and taste, but he a hundred percent uses a lot of Soap's artwork :)

Who does the cooking? Soap. He was taught and raised well by such a large family that food was just a staple of his upbringing.

Who is more organized? Hot take? Soap is the more organized one. He's a demo expert, yes, but those things are fucking dangerous! He may not be cleaner necessarily, but he knows certain things CANNOT mix, and he got so into the habit of putting things into separate categories that it just carried over into civilian living.

Who suggested kids first? Soap, jokingly. But in terms of who was serious when suggesting it? Gaz. Soap had made a comment about "what if we had one?" while at a MacTavish family event and pointing at a little niece/nephew of his as a joke. Gaz had to play along with it but internally he was flipping out. He brings up the conversation of kids as a serious topic a few weeks later.

Who's the cuddler? Both are very physically affectionate. But in terms of 'must be touching you at all times?' it's Gaz. Soap runs hot I feel like, so especially at night he doesn't really want cuddles but Gaz is like "too bad you're stuck with me >:) "

Who's big spoon/little spoon? Gaz is big spoon at night, but during the day when cuddling on the couch or something it's Soap

What's their favorite non-sexual activity? Museum dates. Gaz is such a little nerd and Soap loves art. Museum dates are perfect for them, cause it's something calm and beautiful, there's an opportunity for Gaz to get a new book or something, and for a desert afterwards.

Who comes home drunk at 3am? I wanna say Soap. He's just such a golden retriever that if a bunch of their friends are hanging out at bars, he's right there with them. Gaz is there, too, but he doesn't usually drink to drunkenness like Soap does.

Who kills the spiders? Gaz. It's not that Soap is afraid of them but he argues that it's best if he and the spider remain on opposite sides of the room. Gaz doesn't give a flying fuck

Who falls asleep first? Depends. If it's during a late-night movie in their flat, it's Soap. Gaz gets too invested in every movie they watch so he can never fall asleep first. But if it's right when they go to bed, it's usually Gaz cause Soap needs to do something like doodle/journal for a bit to calm his mind before he can.

A headcanon: Trying to decide if I want to keep this SFW or just go the nasty route... I'll keep it safe for now. They do pretty much everything together, especially on base. They just love each other's company so much and both thrive off social interaction so it's like a win-win. They'll workout together, they eat together, they go grocery shopping together. They're such an iconic duo it's hard to ignore the fact they're together. ALSO, I fully believe Soap is just whipped for Gaz's smile/laugh (aren't we all?) that he does everything in his power to see it/hear him laugh. Even if Gaz's 'laugh' is just a bunch of wheezing punctuated by laughing sounds, Soap still finds it so beautiful. Anything he can do to make Gaz smile/laugh was worth doing

Do they have any rituals? Gaz is the one with the most rituals, so to speak. He's got a whole skin care routine (that he dragged Soap into), he's got some pretty good oral hygiene. Soap has a whole morning ritual that is far too complicated for Gaz's understanding. It's about how he makes his coffee and it's one of the most bizarre things Gaz has ever witnessed.

Who has the most patience? Probably Gaz. Even though, in the field, they're both patient (they're both snipers and Soap is a demo man, both roles require a lot of physical patience), Soap is pretty short-tempered when it comes to most other things. Like, physically, he's patiently waiting for something, but when you listen to him talking to Gaz, it's just complaining about how bored/impatient he is. It takes a lot to get Gaz genuinely angry at something, which is not to say he's going from 0-100 in these instances. He's definitely showing he's annoyed at everything, but whether he actually acts on it or not is the determining factor of his patience.

A gif that describes their relationship: I actually really like this one. It's just *sighs* I don't know but it's SoapGaz in my heart

#I am too obsessed with these two me thinks #I might just be a SoapGaz truther /joking #'/joking' Unless??#I don't know I feel very sick right now so *shrugs*#soapgaz #gazsoap #gaz x soap #soap x gaz #john soap mactavish #kyle gaz garrick #cod mw2 #call of duty #soapgaz headcanons #141 headcanons #cod headcanons #snootles's askbox #snootles answers

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youwouldntlietopapa · 8 months

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(Also available on AO3) +18 MDNI Includes: 1150 words, Papa Emeritus III x GN!Reader, Terzo x GN!Reader Notes: This is just some straight up fluff. No real warnings. Just Terzo being a cute nerd and very physically affectionate.

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“What is this, eh?”

Terzo snatches your phone out of your hand before you even realise he’s standing behind your spot on the couch. What results is an uncoordinated attempt to retrieve it before he can take another look, nearly sending you ass over tea kettle onto the floor. “Terzo! Stop!”

But your desperation to get it back only kickstarted the game. You showed your hand and there’s no way he’s giving in now. He not only keeps it, but laughs and hops backward just out of reach. “And what are you so worried I will see, Amore? You have naughty secrets in here?” He waggles his eyebrows, grinning ear to ear.

It’s too late, you know you’re already caught. All you can do is groan loudly and roll your eyes. “I knew you wouldn’t be normal about this!”

“Normal?” He scoffs, face splitting into a sly grin. “What is normal to be like, eh? What sort of normal should I be when I see my love cannot stand to be away even for one second?”

He holds up your phone like a prize, lock screen lit up brightly, showing off your new wallpaper. From your trip to Italy. A picture you took of him in his very small bathing suit, standing in the ocean, looking like the sexiest idiot you’ve ever seen. Changed on a whim after a very lovely night in. You’d been slightly tipsy, not paying attention to whatever the movie on the tv was, with Terzo stretched out beside you, arms around your waist and head in your lap.

“You’re making me want to change it now!” You shout, only a little serious, and throw a pillow at him.

“Aw, my love! You would break my heart! I tease, I tease. I love it!” Terzo tries to look sincere, which only has the effect of making him look even more like a little shit. He holds up the phone again as if it’s a piece of art to admire. Of course he does. It’s a picture of him. “And you pick such a sexy picture! You get my best side!”

You snort and laugh. “Your ass?”

“Si!” He beams. “Exactly! My best side, no?”

Terzo turns to wiggle his backside at you to prove his point. It also leaves him open in a way that feels extremely calculated on his part. Not that you’d pass up the opportunity either way. Because, well, he’s right. Definitely his best side. You wind up and smack the offered bottom.

He jumps and turns back to you with an entirely unconvincing look of shock and offence, throwing in a gasp for good measure. “You are going to treat Papa like a piece of meat?” He tsks at you. “People get punished for this, you know.”

You put on your sweetest, most innocent, most unconvincing look to match his. “Even if I tell you there’s more?”

Terzo’s entire posture changes, dropping the act and the game so quickly, it’s a little strange to see. But he stands there, blinking at you like a puppy. “More?”

You reach out for him, beckoning him over. He vaults over the back of the couch and lies in his favourite position – stretched out across the length of it, head in your lap. The man loves head scratches and he makes no secret of it. Terzo finally returns your phone, staring up at you expectantly. But first you look down at him and sigh. “Do you promise to be calm about this?”

“No.” He says before you’re even finished speaking.

How are you not supposed to laugh? Poking his stomach as a very minor punishment of his own. “You are the worst.”

“You love it. Show me.”

All there is to do is to brace for the ridiculous man you love to be ridiculous. You open up your settings and show him the hidden, far more embarrassing truth, that you’re sure you will never hear the end of. There isn’t just one picture of him set as your lock screen. There are a dozen. Set to change every hour. All of your favourite pictures from all of the time you’ve been together. The collection that’s always on your phone for days when you’re sad, when he’s away on Ministry business, when he’s tied up with Papal duties, even nights when he’s curled up next to you, softly snoring and wrapped around you like the snuggliest Italian burrito. Something you try to explain while your blush steadily deepens and Terzo takes your phone again, flipping through each picture.

Finally he looks up at you, not with the smuggest grin you’ve ever seen, but looking like he might cry. “You are telling me the truth, dolcezza?”

Before you can even answer, he’s up off the couch to reposition himself. Straddling your lap, cupping your cheeks, he showers your face in kisses until you’re laughing helplessly. “It’s just a few pictures!”

He’s not taking that for an answer though. “No, no, no. Not a few pictures. You put these on here because you miss me, si?” Terzo kisses you as his own, personal form of punctuation. “And it changes every hour, si?” Another kiss. “But you say to me there is only twelve.” No kiss, just one very dramatic pout. “Why only twelve? Why not twenty-four?”

“There’s actually a very good reason for that.” You reassure him. His crooked eyebrow isn’t exactly a look of confidence, however. “I was going to put twenty-four, but then I thought I’ll be asleep for some of those hours. And then I might sleep through one of the best pictures. So I settled on twelve, so if I’m asleep at 3 am, I’ll see you again at 3 pm.”

He listens and nods, and as the explanation sinks in, he beams brightly again. Showering you with even more kisses. “Tesoro is so smart! Forgive me, please. Papa is too greedy. I think only of how many you could have without thinking that you would miss me even more. And I cannot torture you so. You must not ever have to miss me.” He explains very seriously. “Don’t worry, amore, Papa will protect you from such a terrible fate!”

You giggle while he gives his very impressive and theatrical speech, jabbing a finger toward the ceiling to mark his vow. As if he ass wasn’t tempting enough. Your hand shoots out like a cobra, tickling his defenceless side.

Terzo shrieks and smacks at your hands, flopping sideways. Popping up again with a wicked look on his face. “I forgive you for smacking because I know you cannot resist a delicious cake. But this? This gets punished.”

As you prove your shriek is just as embarrassing as his, he tackles you back onto the couch. Tickling mercilessly while he kisses and bites at your neck, laughing maniacally while you squirm and giggle, pinned underneath him.

#ghost fanfic #papa iii x reader #terzo x reader #Fluff and more fluff #gn reader

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veenxys · 2 years

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「Different ways Haikyuu boys say ‘i love you’」

⤷ Bokuto

the protector “i love you”; he takes care of you in the purest and most genuine ways of all. he holds you when you cry or when you need comfort. he only sleeps after making sure you slept. no matter where you two are, he will always be by your side to protect you and take care of you; he puts everything aside to come to you because you are the most important person in his life and he will make sure that never changes.

⤷ Kuroo

the “i love you” demonstrated by subtle gestures; it’s the affectionate way he brushes the hair out of your face as you speak so he can see you better; the way he gives you his jacket when you’re cold. it’s the way he wraps the blankets around you in the middle of the night so you don’t feel cold or the way he leaves a glass of water by your side in case you feel thirsty at night. it’s the small, subtle things, but that’s how you know how much he loves and cares about you. this is how you feel the most loved and cherished person of all.

⤷ Atsumu

the “i love you” shared by the look or kind smiles; whenever he thinks of you, he makes eye contact and smiles. whenever he wants to know how you’re feeling, he’ll look deeply into your eyes, brows raised in a silent question. there is always a fleeting glance here and there throughout the day; he finds your eye contact intoxicating and can’t help but smile genuinely as he looks at you.

⤷ Osamu

the “i love you” said with subtle touches; there’s something about the way his fingers run over your body in the morning, even before you wake up. in the way his little finger searches for yours when you walk side by side, and also in the way his fingers gently trace every detail of your face when you look at each other; as if he want to explore with his fingers every universe in you.

⤷ Oikawa

the “i love you” spoken by words that come out so naturally; it’s the ‘i love you’ he sincerely says before leaving the house or before going to sleep. it’s the way he looks at you like it’s the first and last time as he says the words against your lips before kissing you, demonstrating that everything he says and feels for you is true and real.

⤷ Nishinoya

the loud and unsubtle “i love you”; because he wants others to know how much he is in love with you, for the whole world to know, for the trees and the sky to know that you are the love of his life. the kind of i love you that he yells with a gleeful smile on his face as he looks at you in the crowd after scoring a point on the court. he makes an exaggerated heart with his hands and jumps around happily, looking at you like you’re the only one there. and honestly at this point nothing else matters because you’re too busy smiling and waving back at your idiot to care about anything else.

⤷ Kenma

the “i love you” is said through messages; it’s through little things like “let me know when you get home”, “did you sleep well?” “i will always be here, you know that, right?” “did you eat today?” “i saw this and remembered you” “take care. i love you” that’s where he shows his love and care for you; it is through messages with gentle and subtle words that make your heart soften in your chest and make you fall in love with him a little more.

⤷ Suna

the “i love you” said through the look; the purity and genuineness of his love is visible through the sparkle in his eyes every time he sees you; delighted with every little detail of you that he loves so much. to him, you are the most beautiful work of art there is and that no artist will be able to capture your brilliance and beauty. and he is so lucky to call this work of art his.

⤷ Sakusa

the “i love you” shown through actions; his love is felt in that meal he prepared for you on a date night, because he found it is your favorite recipe and he is secretly learning to cook it and perfect it just for you. his love and affection is felt in the little things he does for you, like when he helps you with your chores without you having to ask or in the way he takes care of you so dearly. his ‘i love you’ isn’t something you hear often, but you feel the depths of his love in silence.

⤷ Hinata

the ‘i still can’t believe you chose to be with me’ i love you; is said with bright eyes and a soft smile that spreads into a passionate, happy smile during the most random little moments, like when he sees you in his clothes or when you’re cuddling on the couch and the afternoon sunlight falls on you perfectly. he still can’t believe you’re his, and he’s totally yours; he is so grateful and happy to have you, the most beautiful angel he has ever seen.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tags! @avocamich, @yfneccentric, @hazyspells, @belovedserenityy, @shrimpy109, @rorikau, @mlb-hp-hoo, @insomniacwreck, @afairywithacrown, @risuguru, @solyxa, @belsumu, @gwynsapphire, @jahnvi-d, @gratefulstranger, @mayukhii, @uravichii, @seanicsiren, @toxji, @b4ngal, @thezegendofzelda, @kageyama-i-want-tobiors, @i1k, @chaotic-fangirl-blog, @shoutaswhore, @gluchie, @bobakugo, @taurus852, @shimshim42, @hiraimonoma, @tiredcrystal, @unused-3nergy, @micheya, <3

.˳⁺⁎˚ taglist + masterlist! ˚⁎⁺˳ .

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darlingpwease · 8 months

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It would be funny if the system did allow reader to become Shang Qinghua disciple and make him a father figure to them as a little treat for being the author.

Shang Qinghua would be a father who will spoil reader. Bonus points reader knows some memes because Shang Qinghua taught them.

Reader probably doesn’t take him seriously at times but is protective of him.

Reader: He may be an idiot but he’s my idiot.

Shen Yuan is probably smacking his fan at Shang Qinghua for this (or perhaps he’s jealous because reader won’t be his disciple like he expected)

shang qinghua is my lil meow meow<33 deserves to be called daddy tbh he is the author after all /hj /affectionate

creator's favourite<3

reader: wow hehe silly guy who thinks he's my dad... I love it in shifus.

♡ unhealthy behaviour, pet names, mention of violence, adoptive family themes, parent/child dynamic (and some pinning from shen yuan but you can treat it as you want); drabble + headcanons

But more seriously, SHANG QINGHUA actually looks like someone who will be a good father to his cute little darling sweetest summer baby boo that he sometimes just wants to put in a box and shake or put in the palm of his hand and watch with wet eyes, trembling.

He was doing research... And it's normal for men to get carried away with cute things... And gosh — who can say that you are his favorite character and no one can be your fan even more than he is?

(one may try to compete, but he prefers to ignore the existence of Cucumber Bro, although he admits that in some things he has a taste, especially with this cute art, similar to how he represented you, as his pfp.)

(he also puts your art on his pfp, because no one else can be your big fan.)

It's not that you are described in any way at all or look especially against the background of other characters — apart from the fact that he may be too self-indulgent when he describes you as candy for eyes whenever you appear, as if you are a character from a much better story, but what can he do??? — and your backstory may look like one of those that he created for a long time and thoughtfully, as if connecting the pieces of a puzzle, putting his mind, heart and hours into you that he could have spent sleeping instead, but!

He doesn't regret it.

Even in the morning, when he slept for only two or three hours, he does not regret that for just a few hours he said to himself, "it's okay, it's okay, just a couple more words and that's it..."

Every author should have two favorite characters in the story — one whom he wants to associate with himself (or next to whom he wants to associate) and one whom he wants to wrap in a blanket, put on his chest, kiss on the forehead and saying that they are gorgeous and beautiful. After all, for the audience, he has a beautiful cold cultivator and a fateful passionate demoness, so he can have his beautiful cold demon and his charming bright cultivator, right?

Perhaps you are not part of Binghe's harem (not his cutie!!! too precious!!! his baby can't be part of something like that!!!) and such a detailed study, which is hidden behind your description, does not make much sense, but it makes him happy, especially when he can introduce you to the narrative, briefly describe or invent what you can say. His cute little meow meow, who is Luo Binghe's senior fellow disciple under Shen Qingqiu's care (no you don't need that character development where you experience bullying!!! he has the right to be delusional in his works!!!), and tries to do something to the best of your ability, even if there is little you can really help...

... You die in a battle against demons. Although in his drafts a plan of how you actually survived, it was also not very pleasant for him to write this scene, even if it was pleasant to describe an emotionally strong reaction, — and subsequent plans for revenge and murder also had some therapeutic effect, — but no, brother Cucumber, he does not feel any pleasant feelings at all from having killed his pet! And he is not at all happy that he killed the only worthy character!!

And your death was not at all predictable because of how pure and catchy you were!!!

"... Maybe a little delusional after all," SHANG QINGHUA thinks when looks at you. Small, with a straight back and an indefinite peak, although he knows that you will become a member of another peak, and this realization for the first time causes him damage to such an extent that he wants to cough up blood. He just wants to get on knees, hug you and shake, but instead can only watch — and when the System says that he can get you as his disciple, since he has already become the head of the peak?

Yes, your participation in the plot is important, but not to this exte–

Not a word more — he doesn't hesitate for a second!

SHANG QINGHUA treats you like a mother hen with an egg, wanting to just constantly take you in arms and kiss cheeks like a proud father, and for sure he has... moments where you allow yourself some tenderness because of which he falls to the ground, covering face, as if you killed him with charm, while you look down on him — at first frowning and worried, then you just pull him up yourself.

At some point, you even begin to like it; one day you even allow yourself to call him 'father' — but when he almost has a deviation of qi from what you call him, you never do it again, even if now he definitely desperately wants to hear it again. But — no way; how will you explain to the head of Qian Cao Peak why your father shifu looks like this? It would be extremely embarrassing, especially if you still had to drag him.

No.

Never.

(you still unwittingly unconsciously call him that several times, though — and each time SHANG QINGHUA understands that if he dies right now, he will die happy.)

Your backstory is definitely the story of an orphan or an abandoned child, even if it has some noble origin, and it's hard to deny that being immediately in the adoring and pampering presence of the head of An Ding Peak, who deals with all economic affairs and supplies in the sect, being literally the peak of logistics, is a little overwhelming... at first. Someone may view An Ding Peak as useless or meaningless, but when all the supply, procurement, economic transactions are circulating around one peak, and this is not something secret...

... can't your loveable father afford to pamper his beloved child?

You were such a sweet and smart disciple who always follows him (at his request, but you could also theoretically disobey him, so he should reward you anyway!), how can SHANG QINGHUA not try to make you smile and be spoiled?

He knows how bad life was for you, he described it all himself, so he only makes amends to you, even if you definitely do not know because of whom in some sense you had such a past, but only look at him as a parental figure who is always ready to help, protect and pamper you. SHANG QINGHUA always brings your favorite food (which you share! wow! this is definitely fate!), gives you the best, sometimes even unparalleled, clothes or things of the best quality — and never neglects you, as if your very presence activates in him all this incomprehensible desire to protect and adore you.

Does he spoil you too much?... Yes — but you forget one fact: he is also the proud father of one little sweet celestial whom he wrote especially for himself and now can shamelessly love them! Period!

Perhaps the only thing SHANG QINGHUA violently opposes is your fights with anyone, even if you are a head disciple and a member of a sect that, in addition to the economy, is often forced to deal with the dirtier and borderline gray or obviously black things common in the world of cultivators, — but SHANG QINGHUA knows that the sect will be destroyed much earlier what will you become the head... so what's stopping the two of you from just living your life together? Somewhere in a house near the city or in a small but rich city, where you can spend your life in a carefree and moderate pace until old age next to him, needing nothing and never shedding tears... a small pond for you or a garden where you can grow whatever you want, or a place where you will raise small or not-so-small animals...

SHANG QINGHUA is not the most active or aggressive person, he does not seek to expand influence at all, as the original owner of the body did, but when he gently combs your hair, looking at your straight back, he understands that this is impossible if he wants you to survive. Yes, he described that you 'didn't die' and even put forward several ideas about what happened to you after, but now, looking at you, none of them suits him. Why should you suffer? Isn't what was in the original novel enough for you? Don't you deserve to live in comfort and safety?

He is your father — not in the biological sense, but in a much more important way, in both of his lives, and it is natural that your future falls on his shoulders, since he has made the past for you and takes care of you in the present. He would prefer a calm, trouble-free life with the flow, but when SHANG QINGHUA looks at you rejoicing at his gifts as if for the first time or trying to take part of his responsibilities and difficulties to help, how can he think only of himself?

Maybe that's why he's here — to make you happy and make sure you'll never be sad again. After all, SHANG QINGHUA gave you his soul, so it's natural that he could even overcome reality itself and time to be there — and if you think about it like that, then everything falls into place!

His ability to take you as his disciple and almost-child, his need to pamper you, his adoration...

“Shifu?...”

He loves you so much that his heart bursting.

“Shifu, why are you lying down again???”

Papa will protect you.

Shen Yuan really tries not to get angry, but when he sees SHANG QINGHUA shamelessly purring and spoiling you, clearly mocking him about the fact that you love him as your 'dad' shifu, the desire to hit becomes much stronger.

It's not fair, okay? After all, you were originally supposed to be his disciple; that's why he called you, wanting to see his beloved spousefu character — only to find out that you are not his disciple. Perhaps it was then that he realized that something was wrong — just as SHANG QINGHUA understood it, who later heard at a secret meeting that Shen Qingqiu, who woke up after a fever, asked about you for some reason, thinking that you were his disciple, and was amazed when he was confirmed several times that no, this is not so, you are a disciple of another peak.

A disciple of another peak? No, it's– no, it's possible, but unlikely. Since Luo Binghe is already studying at the peak, then at about this age he should already have had a connection with you, right? It's strange if the semblance of 'white moonlight' for the protagonist still did not exist at the peak, although your first meetings probably should have already happened. Isn't that about when that meeting should take place where you save him from mockery by appearing in time as a 'famous young phoenix under the guidance of Shen Qingqiu' and saying your cool speech?

Isn't that when you first demonstrate yourself as a domineering and self-aware beauty, but also able to be modest? Where your 'presence alone is enough for everyone to immediately disperse, let alone look or words'? Where were you still an unblemished white lotus that made Luo Binghe take an example from you, whose gait was 'as silent and graceful as leaves dancing in tandem with a wandering wind in a silent bamboo forest' and 'voice similar at the same time to the purring of a well-fed tiger inspecting their mountain in search of the next prey to playfully tear it apart' and 'like the first gentle snow showering everything around like a blanket, covering and forcing all living things to be silent and heed the serenity and greatness'?

These were some of his favorite scenes, excerpts from which he regularly reread and kept screenshots in the "favorite" in the phone gallery!

Where?!

"Someone remembers," SHANG QINGHUA thinks, rubbing his nose after sneezing — and smiles affectionately when you carefully throw a cape over him before returning to his business next to him, deliberately ignoring shifu's loving gaze. You really are a hardworking little thing, aren't you? Of course, what his child should be like; although not at all like your daddy, but you still take great care of him, even if you don't give him some expensive gifts and don't try to physically serve, unlike him. But he likes it — to take care of you, pamper you, try to accustom you to his culture and jokes, teach you some things that later become 'internal' and are not familiar to anyone else.

... Almost no one else is familiar with them.

“You yourself know they were supposed to be my disciple.”

“... The author has the right to make changes to the work.”

Shen Jiu– No, Cucumber Bro looks up at him because of the slight difference in height, and there is such obvious discontent and irritation in his eyes that SHANG QINGHUA is sure: if it were real, acid would dissolve him right now so that the earth would open up and swallow what would remain of his body.

“Don't you think that such an intervention will have consequences?”

What are the consequences? That you can't pamper them now and take advantage of their care like I do?

“Are you jealous that they call me 'baba' and not you?”

Shen Yuan still hits him with a fan from the heart, but does not answer anything — and SHANG QINGHUA does not dare to continue teasing or pressing button, even seeing how annoyed he is, not wanting to admit that yes, damn it, he is angry that his favorite character, the thought of which caused and causes euphoria, got not him, but SHANG QINGHUA.

“Stfu.”

You don't really call him ''baba' — but if you did, his heart would immediately stop and there would be a serious deviation of qi.

... Hmm...

He definitely found something with which he will pester you now — and the way Shen Qingqiu looks with jealous irritation, clutching a fan in his hand, only adds to the situation of fire.

Even if you don't have the slightest understanding of what's going on.

#❖.my jewelry #🥮 — svsss #✉.shang qinghua #✉.shen yuan #🧸.parental #🧸.yandere au #if you squint<3 #shang qinghua headcanons #gender neutral reader #yandere character

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veryverysleepdeprived · 8 months

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“His Sleeping Beauty”

Pairing - MafiaBoss!Eclipse X RightHand!Reader

Oneshot is based off the Sleuth Jesters AU by @naffeclipse, their robots got me feeling a specific way. Art below is made by @alinicsart, they make really good art by the way. (Check their blog out)

Includes :

• Mention of attempted murder

• Mentions of firearms

• Implied actual murder

• Swears

• Also one offhanded mention of blood

• Tooth-rotting fluff

I’m leaving a cut here because of the slightly more sensitive nature of this oneshot, but if you’re fine with the above feel free to continue reading :D

As always, enjoy and please leave requests for me!

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Art from this post : https://www.tumblr.com/alinicsart/719514751921782784

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Eclipse had an agitated scowl on his face, staring angrily at the various members of his gang seated at the table, all of which had their heads down in fear. One member was especially fearful, practically suffocating under Eclipse’s death glare.

“Would anyone care to repeat what this idiot had just said?”

Eclipse growled, his voice brimming with anger. One member raised their hand, trying to control its nonstop shaking.

“H-he asked why your right-hand was sleeping on your lap, s-sir.”

Eclipse shot them a fierce look, making them shrink back into their seat. Despite their obvious stupidity, it was clear to him that he had to explain why his right-hand was on his lap, head buried in his chest while still asleep.

“If you cretins really wish to know, they had a rough day yesterday. I’m letting them sleep in.”

He could hear a small snicker from the room, making his blood boil and his scowl turn even more bitter, if that was even possible.

“If anyone of you dare to wake them up or find this humorous, I will make sure that you get sent home in a body bag. Clear?”

The room turned so silent, you could hear a pin drop. They hesitantly nodded in agreement, faced turning as white as a sheet.

“Good. This meeting is dismissed.”

The room emptied quickly, members flooding out the door swiftly. Eclipse growled, before gazing upon his sleeping beauty.

“Goodnight, my love.”

He petted them affectionately, his expression turning to a soft smile. He kissed them gently on the cheek, before letting their head rest on his chest once again.

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“I’m having enough of this fucking boss, and his stupid orders. He treats his right-hand like they’re some kind of royalty!”

“Well, he’s our boss. And they’re his love.”

The two members discussed, one very frustrated. The second member patted him on the back before making his way. The second, however, stayed behind to lean on the meeting room’s doors, plotting a sinister plan.

Just then, Eclipse walked out. Noticeably, his right-hand wasn’t anywhere to be seen. Seeing this, the second member grew curious. Putting on an innocent facade, he asked him;

“Where are you going, sir?”

“Getting them a blanket, does it concern you?”

“N-no sir, but do you want me to get it for you?”

“No. They’re my right-hand, aren’t they?”

“Y-yes sir.”

“So fuck off.”

As Eclipse disappeared into the endless corridors, the second member realized he had the perfect opportunity.

Peaking into the meeting room, he saw the right-hand, still asleep on the large armchair Eclipse sat on. Reaching into his pinstripe coat, he pulled out a handgun. He aimed it towards them, and…

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You woke up, noticing the silk blanket draped on your shoulders and your position on Eclipse’s lap.

“Good morning, love.”

He kissed you lightly on your forehead, a soft expression on his face. You kissed him back, still half-asleep.

“Morning…”

“So, how was your sleep?”

“Good…”

Your eyes widened, what time was it?

“Oh god, what time is it? I had stuff planned today!”

“Don’t worry that pretty little head of yours, I’ve had it all taken care of.”

Your face flushed red, that was sweet of him.

“Thank you.”

“Not a problem, love. Now, how about you go get a drink to freshen up and come back here to continue our cuddle session?”

“O-okay!”

You kissed him happily on the cheek before scurrying to the kitchen. Once you were out of sight, Eclipse picked up the telephone on his desk.

“Is the body disposed of?”

The voice from the phone answered, slightly fuzzy but still able to be heard.

“Yes, sir.”

“Good. Oh, and bring their hat back, I’d like to make an example out of them later.”

“Yes, sir. If I may ask, isn’t this the new recruit from yesterday?”

“Yes, why?”

“No reason, but what did they do to deserve… I mean, their hat is literally soaked in blood. I’ve been working for you for ten years, and I’ve never seen you kill someone like this.”

“They tried to disturb a piece of art, that’s what.”

He slammed the phone down, ending the call abruptly. Just then, the door to his office opened, revealing his love with a cup of water in their hands. His heart nearly melted from the adorable sight.

No one would ever disturb them.

No one.

He would make sure of that.

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mur-art · 10 months

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thanks for answering my texacali question!!

and as a kind of extension to that (but also on the opposite side, i suppose)… how is it that caliyork is the relationship california deserves/pos?

Ended up doing art for this one. CaliYork fans, come get your juice. (The juice is coffee. Straight espresso.)

To me, they give "old friends who one day see each other in a different light and then fall in love" vibes. Personally, I see this being a fairly healthy relationship, at least as healthy as these dysfunctional idiots can have. I feel like they might actually make each other better as people by being together, and that's always a good thing, eh? New York and Cali even in canon seem to get along pretty well, despite rarely getting along with anyone else. New York isn't afraid to call out Cali's shit but he does it in a more affectionate way that shows he actually cares. I think that's pretty adorable, ya feel me?

They're pretty equally matched in terms of influence and politics. They have a lot in common and wouldn't have to struggle with understanding each other fundamentally. I think they kinda *get* each other even though their personalities are a bit different. They definitely still give each other shit and fight sometimes because that's just who they are. But it's not as much of a challenge to keep up the relationship; it just kinda works. It's more chill and way less drama. (There is drama but they're dramatic in response to the world together and not at each other)

I personally don't find their relationship as interesting as like, TexaCali or Calivada just because there's less negative drama but I think for Cali's sake he would prefer it 😂. Or maybe he just likes drama. Scratch that, I KNOW he likes the drama.

I love this song for them:

Drop your own fav CaliYork songs in the reblogs/comments. I need a playlist for them.

#welcome to the table #wttt fanart #wttt #wttt california #wttt new york #wttt caliyork #mur art #i finally managed to draw NY looking mostly like how i see him in my head #skrunkly little rat man #and YES he's wearing cali's flannel ❤️

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pokemon-ash-aus · 1 year

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I absolutely ADORE your Teacher Assistant!au, do you have anymore art or hc's for it?

I dooo!!! God what did i write last time? I dint remember so here's a lil baby Eevee eventually evolving!!

Headcanons:

-Ash's Aura isnt something he can turn off EXCEPT when he's under extreme stress or duress that he can't handle. It's akin to a Sensory Overload for him, everything gets muted and it feels like he looses his ability to hear and see even though its still there.

- Pikachu is crazy expierenced and strong, he doesnt tell the Newbies that he's beat up legendaries because he wants them to see him as the fun- if slightly crazy- friend and partner!

- Ash actually has a lot of Eggs back at the farm because of his pokemon either, a) Populating or b)finding eggs at random.

-Because screw Gender evo's. Gender Specific pokemon have a branched evo that is either Nonbinary or including a Male line. The primary account being Bounsweet!

- Ash's Pokemon all know (at least) one move out of their Species normal repitoire. Bukbasaur with Dig and Gust, Charizard with all 3 Elemental Punches, Squirtle with Dragon Pulse. They're not overly good with it, its a lot of testing and mostly used as a last minute resort wih lots of build up.

-The kids recognize that Ash isnt that much older than them and they know he's barely considered their senior but they cant help but admire how he acts and talks and the stories and lessons he can teach. Its better when Ash fully admits he doesnt understand something and asks them questions about it, it makes them feel like he truly sees them as friends (he does)

-There's another student joining in that has yet to be seen (But they are a canon character) mostly for an even amount of students.

- Ash and Lusamine have major beef with eachother. Its hatred on first sight. They do not become friends, they don't become buddy buddy, Ash barely tolerates her and even that drops when she's good and grants the students Ultra Guardian status. *They're CHILDREN Lusamine!*

- Ash is very touch affectionate with his students. Pats of affirmation, small side hugs, shoulder nudging etc. He's not onto full on hugs of comfort, that gives him the heeby jeebies but its still more affection than most of the students are used to.

- Dont be fooled Ash may be expierenced and has stories to boot, But he's still an idiot. "That's an Oxymoron!" "Dont call the strategy a moron, they cant defend themselves!"

- Ash typically defaults to it for Pokemon until he knows them personally. He's especially vicious with correcting older folk on pronouns just to piss them off, most pokemon dont really care but at times its a sweet gesture, especially if the folks are particularly nasty.

- Ash has met Viren before and vice versa. It was a brief meeting on a boat and both of them left extremely bitter about it. Ash comoletely forgot about Viren but Viren remenbers Ash as that "15 year old Brat!" its extremely funny to have a one sided hatred when the other party barely remenbers you

- Ash is bad at matching names to faces, but its not malicious. If you dont see him everyday, he's bound to forget

- Ash and his pokemon speak a lot of languages, but only he and Pikachu can really read, and even then its still trial and error. He has a lot of moments of pausing and trying to translate on slower days.

- Pikachu has trained to be able to feel aura and see like his partner. Its no where near as strong as Ash's and it drains him fast, but he wants to know what Ash sees and feels.

That's all i got for now :D

#pokemon #teachers assistant au #Ask

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thequeenofthewinter · 6 months

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Work-in-Progress Wednesday

Idiots (affectionate). Today we have idiots! <3 :D

I set this to post in queue later, so I am just going to tag the whole squad. I am unfortunately being hit with irl chaos on all sides. :(

@oblivions-dawn @mareenavee @paraparadigm @dirty-bosmer @throughtrialbyfire @umbracirrus @skyrim-forever @ladytanithia @rainpebble3 @polypolymorph @snowberry-crostata @saltymaplesyrup

The table had been set hours ago, the linen napkins pressed and good porcelain dishes spread out across its surface. When they were first brought in, each one steamed and called to them invitingly as if attempting to persuade them into some type of truce. Only, in this case, the dishware had forgotten one thing: the High King and Queen are both too stubborn to do such a thing.

Ulfric sighs as he looks up for the third time to see his wife pushing glazed carrots around her plate as if concentrating on making some elaborate piece of abstract art. The silence has been killing him. Or killing both of them really, snuffing out and suffocating what life is left between the two of them. Neither of them are fond of the long pregnant pause which has extended for far too long between them. It is unnatural, looming over them like an unwanted dinner guest invited to their table, and with each second which ticks by, it only grows larger, appearing to gorge itself on the untouched food in front of them.

He shifts once more, and Dahlia’s eyes dart momentarily to his own, catching catching his tired gaze. Vaguely, she notes how old he seems to look in these particular moments, as she imagines she does as well. The glow of life teems all around her, but yet, the wrinkles of her forehead and half-hidden greys of her hair have somehow become more prominent as of late. Perhaps, it can be attributed to the worry which has been gnawing at her along with the silence. Either way, it is a true contradiction to see both ends of the spectrum of life, nascent beginnings and aged wisdom, displayed so prominently.

If they were speaking at the moment, Ulfric would even tell her that it suits her. However, before he gets to chance to say anything at all, her eyes refocus back on the plate in front of her as she frowns. He has had enough.

“Is this really what you want? To sit here in silence as the years stretch on and as distance fills the space between us until we end up hating one another—just like most court marriages? It seems to me we have been perpetually trapped in this back and forth for the last two months.”

“You don’t understand—”

“Then, help me to understand.” Ulfric’s fist comes down onto the table as emotion rolls through him, coiling him up like gathering clouds of thunder. Something is coming. It is only a matter of what.

Waves of emotion crash back and forth, stirring whirlpools in her stomach as she capsizes. No more water can be taken into her ship; she has reached her limit. Contrary to what he believes, this was not what she had intended, rather she just doesn’t know how to bring them back to shore—to safety.

#skyrim #skyrim fanfiction #ulfric stormcloak #ulfric x dragonborn #dahlia wintersnow #wip wednesday #winter writes

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lost-inthedream · 1 year

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Hi! Idk if you are taking requests but could you write a small blurb about what you think sf9 members would say in bed? Rough and soft version. Love your writing btw

Hello! I'm going with a soft version I might have explored the dirty talk enough. Perhaps... Prolly not. Anyways, we're having foreplay, aftercare and actual sex in the following blurbs.

SF9 sweet-talking you

This content is explicit so read under the cut

Youngbin:

You shut your eyes closed swearing that you can see fireworks on your eyelids. Your boyfriend's hips move slowly but without stopping. On top of that, he lets his moans drop from his mouth freely. It's too much information. "Baby girl, why aren't you looking at me?" He whines and immediately has you smile like an idiot without saying a word. "Won't you monitor me? Tell me if I'm doing it right."

Inseong:

His fingers are moving in and out of you in a playful manner. Inseong has fun at your reactions, the way you sigh and squirm is absolutely entertaining for him. Your hand alternates between tightening and loosening the grip around his biceps. "Are you meowing for me?" he asks curling two of his fingers deep inside you. "This is really cute of you, kitten"

Jaeyoon:

Your mind is still hazy from the recent orgasm. The fact that Jaeyoon decided to play with your perky nipples is not helping you at coming back to your normal state. You keep moaning exhaustedly under his gaze. "I'll never get tired of you, my love" You open your eyes reluctantly to see his face. "You're mine, huh?"

Dawon:

You smirked and peeked behind for a glance at Sanghyuk face as he toyed with your butt. He drummed on your cheeks as if he could make music from it. "Are you having fun, baby?" You question. He notices the cocky behavior in your voice although he does not lift his head for you. Dawon groups your flesh before replying "I'm so happy to have this work of art all for me".

Zuho:

Your boyfriend and you had no rush to anything that evening. He took his time kissing your thighs and getting closer to your pussy little by little. Your hands could not stop reciprocating it with affectionate strokes on his head. "I love when we have the entire night for ourselves" He forced your legs wider as he whispered this. Then he stuck his tongue out and shortly slid it against your exposed nub "So sweet and yummy"

Rowoon:

Seokwoo silently motioned you on top of his body so his hands could rest while holding your butt. That made you chuckled and hide your face in his neck. "What is so funny?". You did not move even though your voice got muffed as you explained "You won't let go of me not even for a second". He nods "My body was made to be close to yours, just let me stay like this, princess"

Yoo Taeyang:

That day managed to be so draining on Taeyang that this time he thrust in you at a tame pace. You were lying face to face, close enough to feel each other's breathing. One of your legs was wrapped around his waist as his hips moved delicately. You could help him but you decided that just letting him be was a nice experience. "Is it too slow?" he asked. You shook your head no with a pant. He kissed you on the lips and confessed "I'm feeling every inch of you and that's perfect, love."

Hwiyoung:

You were feeling especially needy that day. A reason for him to be the sweetest boyfriend and nestle you on his lap. As a result, you straddled him and sniffed his neck. He was about to open a can of beer but it did not matter anymore. He rather had his palms in contact with your warm back under your blouse. In no time, you all were grinding on each other and kissing. "You make me forget anything sweetheart."

Chani:

You pulled back from Chani's cock and laid your head on his lap instead, just to see his reaction. His head was once thrown back to rest on the couch but now he lowered it toward you. He was so wasted. "You're such a beautiful tease, huh?" You smiled cutely still loosely holding his girth very close to your lips. He continued "It doesn't matter. I feel good with you"

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aneenasevla · 25 days

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Red Velvet - Chapter 1 (part 2)

MasterList / Akane’s profile / Part 1 here Art by @aneenasevla

Chapter 1 - Hopeless (part 2)

“HELL FUCKING YEAH!”

"Cut that out, we're in the middle of the bakery, dumbass!," Himuro hisses between his teeth.

"Let 'em hear it, 'cause everyone here should know that I hit the jackpot!," Rihito raises his arms in the air, making Vs for Victory with his fingers, a gigantic smile making his face light up like a Christmas tree. "The tall trees will be brought down, the last will be the first, the early bird catches the worm, all that shit!"

"And you'll get all the cans of whoopass if you don't cut that shit out," Kanami says as she arrives to deliver an order to another table. "There are ladies here too."

Okubo makes a face at his friend. "Seriously, Rihito, she might kick you out if you don't pipe it down..."

"Oh shit... sorry, aunty!," He shrinks completely, his arms falling on either side of his torso, but the smile didn't disappear from his face even with the scolding he received. "But that won't happen, I'm one of the best paying customers at this establishment. I drop cash here all the time, man! And anyway, my seaweed-headed bro wouldn't let that happen. Right, Tokita? You won't let your girl kick me out like that, right?"

"Her name is Kanami, you idiot, not 'aunty'... and leave me out of this," Ohma says with his mouth full. "Everyone here pays for the service. Do we have to pay for your stupidity too?"

"Aunty is an affectionate term, you moron! And you could actually pay me something! A round of baked goods to congratulate me on my achievement!"

"I'm going to give you a round of kicks in the ass if you don't shut up," Himuro grumbles, placing a finger on his right ear and scratching it with a grimace, "Seriously, does the word "dignity" have any meaning to you, Rihito?"

"Besides, I wouldn't call it your achievement. It was Tomori who set this date up for you, wasn't it?," Kaneda asks, to which Tomori, sitting next to Okubo, shakes her head.

"Yes, but he still has an achievement, Kaneda. He achieved being the most annoying person on this table."

"Oh, come on! You were the one who should be the happiest for me, Tomori! Your friend will win a date with a good catch!," He points to himself with smugness. "Believe me, she will be thanking you on her knees very soon!"

"I only see this girl coming on her knees to Tomori if she’s going to beg to never have to put up with you again."

"Shut up, Himuro!"

"You're too noisy, Ichiro," Ohma says slowly. "You're bothering everyone."

"Dude, even Ohma is warning you, so you can see how fu...reaking annoying you're being, right?," Okubo held himself back from swearing.

"Dangit, man, I already told you to call me Rihito," He hisses irritably. "It's been almost five years, not even you can be such a blockhead. And okay, okay, I'll try to tone it down a tad. Anyway!," He smiles a lot at Tomori. "Do you have any pics of her to show me? You said she's seen some of mine, it's only fair that I check some of hers out too."

"Make an Instagram account and you'll be able to see as much as you want," Okubo says. "What do you have a phone for, idiot? She has an account there and everything."

"Have you become your chick’s spokesperson now, Buzz Lightyear? Let her speak for herself, dammit!"

"He actually saved me trouble, because I was going to say the same thing."

"Ugh, which part of "I don't want to waste time creating an account on a sissy social network where you only find pictures of food, kittens and motivational phrases for moody teens" didn't you understand?" He gestures, a little frustrated. "I'll make a stupid account only to never use it again!"

"Kanami made one for me," Ohma shows it on his phone screen, with the same unimpressed face as always. "It has Medeyami on it. And the cake that Koga and Ryuki made for her birthday…"

"Heh, are you going to call the seaweed head a fag now, Rihito?," Okubo gives a triumphant smile. "The Amazon hunter himself?"

"I won’t. It's known that men who enter into serious relationships with women become infected with the virus of faggotry by osmosis, so I'm not even surprised. The thing, Tokita, is that at the moment I'm interested in another type of cat, and also in another type of cake," He smiles cheekily while making gestures with his hands, as if he were squeezing some soft, invisible object, and this elicits annoyed grunts from the whole table.

"Damn, I won't give it fifteen minutes for this girl to slap the shit out of him," Himuro groans, to which Kaneda nods.

"I give it even less than that."

"Okay, Rihito, tone it waaay down," Tomori warns him, seriously. "Akane decided to give you a chance, but don't take it as a certain victory. You don't really know her..."

"I'll get to know her if you tell me more about her! Is she cute? Does she like big, good-looking guys? What did she say when she saw my pics? I work with details, woman!"

"Oh, someone liked Medey's photo," Ohma said softly, absorbed in his own world while checking his phone "A lot of people, actually... the cake deserves way more likes than that fuzzy thief..."

"Dude, if you post a pic of yourself it will be way more successful than that of the cat."

"For what?"

"Oh, uh… nevermind," Himuro laughs softly. "It’s not worth it, and it's not like you need it."

Ohma shrugs and continues looking at his phone. "Well, guess I'm gonna make another cake..."

Tomori was still arguing with Rihito.

"You can ask her all that stuff during the date. Or just do what we're suggesting and make an Instagram account..."

"I already said it’s not going to happen, so drop it," He snorts impatiently. "And I’m asking this now so I don’t fall into a trap! I trust you, Tomori, but I need to know if you set me up on a date with some sourpuss or-"

"Ugh, do you see what your problem is?!," Tomori finally seems to lose her temper, slamming her hands on the table, which makes Rihito jump, Okubo and Himuro widen their eyes and Kaneda choke on his juice. "I can see clearly why everyone always says you can't pick up women to save your life! You're acting like a giant dick, and for what?"

Rihito stares at her, perplexed. The table is silent, except for Kaneda's dry cough and the sound of Himuro's hand tapping on his back. Ohma looks at the commotion, one eyebrow raised, watching as he takes a sip of his favorite milkshake, seeming to expect something. Rihito then shrugs his shoulders a little.

"A giant dick? Shit, that was uncalled for..."

Some customers even started looking upset at their table, bothered by the noise. Kanami gives Hiro a meaningful look and the two nod with mutual understanding.

"Okay, that's enough. Give me that," Kanami had approached them and reached a hand in Rihito's direction, closing and opening her fingers.

He turns around with a start when he notices her, alarmed. "S-Sorry, aunty! I'll try to pipe it down, I swear!"

"Yeah... sorry, Kanny, I kind of lost my temper here..."

"Yeah, I know, Tomoh," she then looks at Rihito. "And you! Give me that phone, now," she speaks in a commanding voice, still repeating the gesture.

"What- no, hold on!," He grabs his phone and stands up, suddenly alarmed, as if he were facing a pickpocket pointing a knife at him. "My phone is a no-go area, Miss Kanami! You can ask these guys, you don't want to see the things I have here..."

"I'll have to agree with him, Miss Kanami. Rihito's phone is worse than a landfill...," Himuro snorts while Kaneda makes a face.

"Oh really? Let me see" Hiro was already walking away with his phone in his hand. Kanami smiles when he approaches her. "I love to pry on other people's dirty laundry."

"What the- Give me back my phone, you nosy twink!," He shrieks, already going after the cashier with his hands outstretched. "Seriously, Hiro, don't do that!"

Kanami stops him from approaching Hiro with a hand on his chest, raising an eyebrow, her acid eyes directly eating away at him, speaking quietly. "That was the final straw, Rihito. You're making an ass of yourself, and even Tomori, the most patient person I know, got mad. Now either you cooperate and stop acting like they are about to shove a stick up your ass or I'm going to break my iron rule and let everyone beat you up right here, right now. It's up to you."

Ohma smiles, even letting out a low snort of laughter. Okubo even found it strange when he lifted his phone to discreetly take a photo with a satisfied expression.

Himuro opens a devilish smile, cracking his knuckles. "Wonderful. I've been waiting for an excuse to beat the shit outta him for a month now."

"Screw you, Himuro!," Rihito growls, looking around, tense like a cornered animal. "Ugh... what do you want with my phone, anyway?!"

"Kinda obvious, don't you think, Rihito?," Kaneda arches an eyebrow "Miss Kanami will nip the evil in the bud."

"And what the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

"That means you’re going to get a brand new Instagram account," Tomori smiles, very satisfied, and Rihito widens his eyes.

"Ugh, you gotta be kiding me! Seriously, why do y'all care so much? I'll only use this account to see some pics of this girl and then I'll forget about it!"

"Do you want to see it or not?," Okubo grunts. "Damn, dude, you even have an Tiktok account and you don't post anything, so what's one more social media!?"

"TikTok is full of hot chicks twerking, that’s the only reason I made an account!"

"There's girls twerking on Instagram too, you know? And even more so, since it's been around longer," Hiro skillfully twirls the phone in his hand, mischievous like the little devil everyone knew he was. "And on top of that there are more women there, maybe you can get another dates if you don't like this one…"

"It’s either that or you'll go home all bruised and limping," Kanami threatens. "Half of it will be my doing."

"Uugh...," He puts his hand over his face, grinding his teeth. Tomori snorts, looking at Okubo while mumbling, "Do you see what I've told you a bunch of times, Naoh? It's because of this attitude that he's still single."

"Leave me alone! And I still haven't forgotten what you told me just now! That "giant dick" was totally uncalled for," He glares at her, sounding truly offended. "I thought we had become friends!"

"And we are! That's precisely why I need to be honest with you, otherwise you'll never learn your lesson and do better," She points indignantly at him. "I've only known you for a short time, but it was enough for me to see that you have a good side and can be a genuinely nice guy. But it seems that this good side disappears when it comes to women! Do you really need my friend to be attractive by your specific standards to treat her with respect?"

"What- no, I didn't mean that...," He shrinks again.

Kanami looks at him with her scolding look. Hiro chews his gum, raising his eyebrow. Ohma sighs, going back to what he was doing on his phone. Okubo crosses his arms. Everyone else in the bakery frowns.

"Okay... you see how uncomfortable everyone is getting, right, man?," Himuro arches an eyebrow, to which Rihito scratches the back of his head, looking down.

"I would be blind if I hadn't seen it..."

"So why don't we talk calmly, while Miss Kanami and Mr. Hiro take care of everything for you?," Kaneda suggests, to which Rihito makes a face.

"... So you all agree with what she said?"

Everyone nods, even Ohma who wasn't even paying attention anymore.

"Stubborn idiot," he mutters, without looking up from his phone.

Rihito swallows hard. He rubs his right arm with his left hand. And then he looks up at Tomori, who feels her chest hurt when he sees his expression of genuine sadness, his green, expressive eyes showing a fragility that gave him the air of a very needy puppy.

Oh, she knew that expression. It was the same expression he had made when he showed up unexpectedly at her house, on a rainy Sunday, willing to humiliate himself to intercede for his friend. It was at times like these that she remembered that he wasn't a complete idiot, and that there was a reason why her boyfriend and everyone else continued to maintain a friendship with him.

"I'm sorry..."

Tomori sighs, closing her eyes, anger leaving her like air leaking from a punctured balloon.

"... Okay. You're forgiven. Are you going to let Kanny and Hiro create a profile for you now?"

"...Hnf. What choice do I have?," He mumbles with a shrug. "Just do it already. I'm just warning you that it will become a no man's zone after serving its purpose."

The people at the bakery seemed to silently celebrate the calm that would follow after that. Himuro and Kaneda sigh, relaxing in their chairs.

Himuro smiles at Okubo. "You’ve got yourself quite the girlfriend, huh, dude. To be able to make this idiot put his tail between his legs like that..."

"Screw you!"

Ohma smiles, still on the phone, thinking it was for him. "Thanks."

"Himuro was talking to me, man. And yeah, I know!," Okubo shrills, his voice rising a few octaves, and then he turns very red when the whole table starts laughing. He clears his throat, putting a fist in front of his mouth, getting all awkward when Tomori caresses his fist with a cute little laugh. Rihito just rolls his eyes.

"Fuckin' simp...," He mutters softly.

"Okay, Rihito, now that everything got solved...," Kanami sighs. "Come to the counter, I'll help you with this. No one else needs to comment on this, right?!," She looks at the others, and Hiro shrugs.

"Okay… wow, just when I was about to give him all the profiles of my muscle-eater friends…," he returns to the counter, handing the phone to the baker.

Rihito immediately turns his attention to him. "Wait, really? I'm in!"

"We'll talk about that after this first date," Hiro says seriously to him. "You bum."

"That's right, your focus should be on my friend for now! He's coming, Kanny, I just want to hear a few more things from his mouth to make sure it's safe for me to give the go-ahead," Tomori warns, to which Rihito gives her a tired look.

"What, you're an inspector for potential fuck-buddies now? Okubo, tell your girlfriend to go do something else…"

"Hell no. Kick his ass, babe!", he nods, as seriously as her. "Roll this fella up!"

"You asshole! Let me know when she decides to let you get your balls out of her purse, you fucking simp-"

"Shut up and sit back down, damn it! Everyone wants to eat in peace," Himuro grumbles, to which Rihito returns to his place at the table, crossing his arms, grumpily.

"Okay, fine. Come on, what do you want me to do? Pick her up at seven and bring her back at ten at her curfew? Bring her flowers, chocolate and all that romantic crap?"

"No, Akane is not the type to enjoy these things. She would think you're pathetic if you showed up with something like that," She shakes her head. "I just want to hear from you that you're going to try not to behave like an asshole."

"Hey Kaneda, help me. How do you do this…?” Ohma asks, pointing to something on the phone, in the background.

"Sure. Let me see, Ohma…," Kaneda goes to help him, and the rest ignore them.

"Goddanmit, I already told you I won't! I haven't been on a date in a while, what makes you think I'd do anything to ruin it?," He asks indignantly, to which she shakes her head impatiently.

"You wouldn't do it on purpose, but you would. You always end up making the women around you uncomfortable with your cluelessness. Hugging them too tightly, grabbing them, asking inconvenient questions and making gross invitations-"

"I don't do that!"

"Yes, you do. I can prove it," Himuro rolls his eyes. "I already introduced you to two of my friends at your insistence, and the result was neither of them wanting to go out with you again. Remember?"

He blushes.

"I-It's not my fault that I'm a physical guy who loves giving and receiving affection. They were too frigid..."

"You hug ME too damn hard…," Ohma comments. "Seriously, it’s ridiculous."

"You are the most frigid of all! You have a heart of stone…"

"He doesn't and I can prove it!," Kanami imitates Himuro. Ohma snorts at his friend.

"I'm serious, Rihito. Go easy with those wandering hands and the very tight, long hugs," Tomori says, and this time, she seemed to ask, instead of demanding. "Come on, if you can't do this to me, you'll be able to not do this to her too."

"It’s different with you! I'm no backstabber to go grabing my friend's girl."

"So don't be nasty with the others either," Ohma says. "It's a pain to be harassed, in any situation. You said it yourself, I'm proof of that."

"I don’t harass anyone!"

"You do, so much so that to this day we don't know how you weren't framed or something like that," Himuro snorts, to which Kaneda, still helping Ohma with whatever he was doing on his phone, comments,

"Miss Akiyama has already threatened to sue you for sexual misconduct about five times..."

"Meh, I've kind of given up on Kaede," Rihito pouts. "If she doesn't want me, there are others who do... like Tomori's friend," He sighs, scratching his scalp. "Okay, okay... I'll try to pay attention to these things. But you know what my intentions are with this date, right? I'll be as nice as I can, but I won't pretend I'm interested in anything else."

"No need to," Tomori takes a sip of her juice. "Akane wants the same."

He turns to her, green eyes wide and shining.

"Really?!"

"Really," Okubo nods. "IF you don’t ruin everything, asshole."

"Watch your mouths, we have ladies present in the room," Kaneda says, to which Tomori chuckles.

"Relax, Kaneda, I'm kind of used to it. I've watched you play horror games together, remember? My repertoire of swear words gained a couple more pages that day."

"Anyway!," Lihito raises his hands, drawing attention back to himself. "Damn, that makes everything better! I love a woman who knows what she wants...," He rubs his hands with a smile, and then shrinks when Tomori gives him a warning look. "Chill out, I haven't forgotten the things you said! I... I never wanted to harass anyone, really. It's just..."

"It's just that you live on the basis of the philosophy that, if you shoot everywhere, you will eventually hit a target."

"Shut up, Himuro. But... yeah," He sighs.

"Oh, so that's how it is," Ohma nods, looking happier. "Thanks, Kaneda. This will surpass that cat..."

"Isn’t the cat post yours too, Ohma?"

"I don’t admit that this backstabber does better than me."

"Seriously, Hon, stop being jealous of my cat!," Kanami sighs. "This is getting weird."

"He stole my steak-"

"That’s been almost six months! And that was your fault!"

"He lost my trust and that's it. I only tolerate him because he's cute."

"Dude, you really don’t know what context “backstabber” is used, do you?," Himuro arches an eyebrow at Ohma, while Lihito mumbles,

"This dude considers a fucking cat his rival, while I'm still here, waiting for a rematch... but whatever!," He shakes his head with a serious face. "If these attitudes of mine really cause discomfort... I will try to control it and keep my hands to myself... to a certain extent. You can't do the deed through telepathy, you know..."

"Just be polite and respect her boundaries until she shows that she is willing to get more physical," Tomori suggests. "Akane is not one to beat around the bush, she'll make it very clear when she's interested. Until then... just be the cool, fun guy I know you are when you're not chasing skirts. She will appreciate it."

Rihito blushes a little. And then he smiles. She would probably never get used to how cute he could be when he really let his feelings come out, without that stupid casanova facade getting in the way.

"Guys, it's almost closing time, do you want to go or can I join you at the table?," Kanami sighs, a little tired. "Tomori, before I go I'm going to need help, Paikon woke up from his coffin and is tidying up, but when it comes to kitchen stuff..."

"Leave it to me, Kanny! Then, after we're done, we can go back to the table and help him with his Instagram profile all together," Tomori suggests, smiling, to which Rihito blushes more, looking to the side.

"I'm kinda having a Dee-je-vou-"

"Déjà vu, dumb fuck."

"Shut up! But seriously, this reminds me of when the three of us got together to help Okubo prepare for his second date with Tomori," He smiles at his friend. "It's ridiculous and at the same time funny that you're trying to do the same to me..."

"We’re trying to be good friend. You did the same for me, didn't you?," Okubo snorts, blushing too. "We need to help the homies…"

"Come here, blondie, I already downloaded Instagram on your phone while I was out," Hiro sits down next to Rihito without ceremony. "You just have to choose the photos..."

"Aaah! Don't sit so suddenly next to me, you spawn of Satan!," Rihito jumps and shrinks a little. "And who gave you the password to my phone? Seriously, sometimes I think you're a Yakuza in disguise..."

"I have my little secrets, honey," he smiles devilishly. "And no, I'm no Yakuza, but I have some friends who had some experiences with 'em. Kanami is one."

"Experiences with beating them up, you mean," Kanami laughs, making a cruel expression, high-fiving with Ohma, who smiles in the same way.

"It’s not just you, no. I'd even call some of them pros. But come here, help me choose your profile pic," he opens the phone gallery and widens his eyes at the first photo he sees. "Oh my God...," he blushes, laughing coquettishly at Rihito. "You definitely weren't feeling cold that day, huhuhuhuhuh..."

"What the- you busybody!," He snatches the phone from Hiro's hand, very red. "You can let me choose the pic, thanks for the help! I just need to find one that won't get my profile banned five minutes after being created..."

"Do you see what we said?," Himuro sighs while Kaneda says, "Take the opportunity and give him your friend's profile, Tomori."

"Oh, I will, as soon as he gets his profile ready."

"My friend, it is Instagram guidelines that doesn't like that stuff, I loved what I saw," Hiro laughs maliciously at Rihito, but still walks away. "If you want, I can make an OnlyFans account for you too..."

"No, thanks. I already have one," He responds, without looking up from his phone, and this time everyone at the table chokes on their respective drinks.

"You- you have an OnlyFans account? Are you serious?!," Himuro widens his eyes, to which Rihito rolls his.

"Calm down, it’s just so I can follow those who really make content."

"Oh... now we know why you’re always broke at the end of the month," Kaneda comments.

"Then let's do a creator account, I want to help," Hiro laughs.

"No offense, bro, but I don't want to have a literal devil's advocate as a manager or anything like that," Rihito snorts. "Anyway, I've already chosen the pic. What do I do now?"

"Here, as soon as you post it… That’s it. Now press this button here...," Hiro teaches him. "Hey, Tomoh, it's Sekihyo, right?," When Tomori confirms, he laughs a little mischievously. "Oh, this is going to be great," he laughs softly. "I know her username, it's @akaneagata. That's it, all together. Aaand there you go! Enjoy," he gets up and pats Rihito on the back. "Now that I'm sure of who it is, I feel way more at easy, hahaha."

"Sekihyo? That Sekihyo?!," Kanami looked up, surprised; she was now sitting next to Ohma. "Ooooh... I know that one," she makes a face, returning to her boyfriend's side, mumbling, "Good luck, you'll need it."

"Yes, he will," Tomori nods, very solemnly, while Rihito frowns, checking the profile.

"Sekihyo? Is that a nom de guerre or something?"

"Yep! Look at the photos and tell me if it's not an extremely suitable name," She suggests, and he, even more interested, scrolls the bar with his finger to scroll down the photos.

And what photos. She looked like a model posing for a photo studio, always in the best angles. She was a little thin but not like Tomori, especially in the breasts department, which happened to be the roundest, and almost sticking out of her clothes, almost always accompanied by a coat that looked to be made of fake fur. Fur, leather, leopard prints… if she were older, she would definitely be the flashy type, but damn, how good that fashion style looked on her. And her skin was similar to Himuro's, but her blonde hair... she was clearly one of those Gyaru, who he saw walking down the streets of Tokyo in groups. And she had a tattoo of red leopard prints on her shoulder, living up to her name.

Himuro and Kaneda see how Rihito's eyes widen, his chin dropping a little as his face reddens. They knew that expression too well. The two exchange a quick glance with Okubo before leaning in to peek, very curious.

"Uh- wow!," Himuro’s eyes widen a little too. "Now that nom de guerre makes a lot of sense. A Gyaru with a capital G…"

"Indeed," Kaneda agrees with a nod. "And she's a close friend of yours?"

"I’ve known her since high school,” Tomori says, smiling a lot. "Naoh, do you remember when I told you that I got into a fight with a girl and almost got kicked out of school? A fight that involved a baseball bat and everything…"

"Wow, was that her?!," his eyes widened too. "She didn't end up with permanent brain damage, did she?"

"Two damaged brains, going on a date…," Kanami scoffs, making Ohma laugh softly.

"And if she hadn't, she must have it now, considering she agreed to go out with "Rihito, Himuro raises an eyebrow, to which Kaneda laughs softly.

"Fuck off, all of you!"

Hiro laughed out loud from the counter.

Tomori laughs too, shaking her head, "She always had brain damage, hahaha! And she returned the kindness later, she gave me a black eye and everything. We had a hell of a cat fight, were both suspended for a week, and the following month we were already going out shopping together as if we had always been the best of friends!"

"And we thought it was just us, professional fighters, who made friends like that," Kaneda jokes with a chuckle.

"With me and Ichiro it was the same thing...," Ohma shrugs. "Except the shopping."

"Yeah...," Rihito nods slowly, his eyes still fixed on the phone screen. The others watch him closely, already preparing themselves for the whistles, the extremely inappropriate comments, the howls. They don't come, however. Tomori then asks, a little hesitantly, "So? What do you think of my friend?"

Rihito looks up at her. And then he smiled a lot, his cheeks a little flushed.

"Wow, Tomori, she's beautiful!"

Uh... yeah, definitely none of them were expecting that kind of response.

"Oh… apparently our moral beatings got in…," Hiro comments, laughing. Kanami laughs louder.

"... Kaneda, check his pulse, quickly. See if he's not dying, in a feverish state or something," Himuro says, eyes wide, to which Kaneda exclaims, "We have to take Rihito to the hospital! There is something very wrong with him!"

"Shut up, you two, I’m fine!," Rihito grumbles impatiently. "You wanted me to behave, right? So I'm trying to do that from now on!"

"Uh... that's great!," Tomori opens a huge smile. "She’s really beautiful, isn’t she?"

"A lot! I had never dated a Gyaru before. I see that I'm going to start well. And yes, the tattoos are quite appropriate, considering her nom de guerre," He carefully observes the pattern of spots tattooed on one of the girl's shoulders. "A panther, huh? I like it," He opens an insinuating half smile. "That's what I call a coincidence…"

"Huh? Why?," Kanami asks, innocently.

"Well... let's say that panthers and leopards are also an inspiration to me, when I'm inside a ring," He arches an eyebrow, raising two of his fingers. "I have the claws and everything to prove it. That girl and I are going to get along really well. Big cats sometimes roam in packs, hehe."

"Oh, that's true. You even wear shorts with leopard prints and everything," Kaneda nods, crossing his arms.

"Isn't a panther a kind of lion or something?," Ohma asks, and Kanami shows him an image on her phone screen. "Ooh... so that's the animal," Ohma nods. "Yeah, it matches the Razor."

"I see… that’s clever," Kanami agrees. "So it’s just a matter of setting the date up, right?

"Oh yes…," Okubo nods, seriously. "And it will be the four of us. We're free this coming weekend, what about you?"

"Yes, I- wait, the four of us?," Rihito blinks, confused. "What do you mean?"

"Uh... so, Naoh had the idea of us going on a double date. You know?," Tomori gestures a little. "Both of us, you two..."

Rihito blinks again. And then he grunts to Okubo, "Who told you that a moron like you could come up with ideas, even more so stupid ones like that?! A double date, that's just what I needed!"

"It's your fault, you jerk! Your fame fucking preceds you. We were worried at the thought that you were going to scare away the poor woman. Don't forget that it was only when you shut up that that catfish bite the bait!"

"Fuck you, you’re jealous because I was the one who caught it!,"

"Oh, but the idea is great! That way, you can keep an eye on him," Kaneda says, and Himuro nods.

"Yep. I would say it would be to ensure that the girl doesn't get uncomfortable to the point of wanting to run away, but after seeing her photos, it would be more to ensure that Rihito doesn't end the night needing to put ice on his balls because he got kicked."

"Fuck off! Ugh, is this really necessary? I already said I'm going to behave!," He assures, to which Tomori shakes her head.

"It's already decided. Not to mention that we will enjoy the night too. We're a little tired of only being able to sit quietly next to each other on a sofa, while my father sings enka at karaoke and my brother challenges Naoh to an arm wrestle."

"Ugh, I know how that is," Kanami grimaces. "Well, then good luck to you guys, especially to Rihito."

"Heheheheh… you can fall in love but don’t fool yourself, dear," Hiro jokes. "Fight well, soldier."

"Hnf. No need to worry, lil' fairy. I don't fall in love, simple as that," Rihito lifts his chin haughtily. Himuro and Kaneda look at each other and shake their heads, saying nothing. Tomori rolls her eyes, then turns around and says, "Oh, and before I forget! Two more of my friends asked for your DMs, Himuro. Can I give it on to them?"

"Sure. What are their names?"

"Karin and Mariko. They are former college classmates. Do you want to meet them here at the bakery?"

"That's where I met the other two, Yuzuhira and Makoto, so it's more than fair. You can tell them I'm free on Wednesday," Himuro combs his hair back with one hand, very naturally, his eyes closed. Rihito glares at him in anger.

"Two more numbers? Now you have, like, four of 'em! Greed is a sin, you know? You're going straight to Hell, you slut!"

"All this just because I didn’t want to give you the number of one of them? Envy is also a sin. See you there, asshole."

"I already know that I'm going to Hell anyway. I remember hearing a devil laughing when I died," Ohma comments, as naturally as Himuro. Kanami grimaces.

"Ohma, don't say that...," she gets goose bumps. Ohma hugs her shoulder, laughing softly.

"And you said he's frigid," Okubo points at the two, looking at Rihito. "He even looks kinda cute."

"Hmph. He is, when it comes to us," Rihito snorts, turning his attention back to his phone, still admiring Akane's profile. Tomori speaks softly to Okubo, "I'm honestly relieved that he didn't make a scene when he saw Akane's photos. I think what I said really got into his head."

"I just hope it stays that way, love… I really do."

"Me too. Anyway...," She gets up from the chair, hitting her hands on her skirts to unwrinkle them. "We need to close everything, don't we, Kanny? And go help Paikon too."

"Yes, yes… let go of me, Ohma…," she laughs a little when he doesn't let her go, and breaks free when she threatens to squeeze his ribs. And she quickly goes to the kitchen with Tomori. "Let's go, I have things to do at home."

"Okay! I'll be right back, love," Tomori leans in to kiss Okubo's cheek; He was so tall, she didn't need to bend down too much to reach him, even with him sitting down. "And I'll bring you the leftover cookies from today's batch."

"Ooh, thanks a lot, babe," he pulls her towards him a little, in a quick but strong hug, making her laugh. And then he watches her leave. The others look at him grimacing, and he looks right back. "What?"

"Ugh" the others make a collective groan, except, of course, the seaweed head, who was still absorbed in his phone.

"Hey girls, I have some important business," Hiro also enters the kitchen, with a note in his hand. "There's something that's not working…," and his voice dies with the distance.

This time, Rihito didn't seem to care much about the sweet couple. He was still very focused on his phone. He only looks up when he realizes that Ohma, Okubo, Himuro, Kaneda and him were alone.

"Are they gone?"

"Uh... yes?," Kaneda arches an eyebrow. And then they all startle when Rihito slams his hands on the table, his face red and a little sweaty, his eyes wide and an expression of absolute delight on his face. And when he speaks, it's low enough for only them to hear, but the excited tone is unmistakable.

"Holy crap! Did you guys see the size of those tits? Shit, that girl's hot as fuck!"

Himuro and Kaneda let out a huge grunt together, the first putting his hand over his face, the second throwing his head back.

"Damn, we spoke too soon!"

"For fuck's sake, man! You were only waiting for the girls to leave to let the dogs out, huh," Okubo growls.

"I knew that was gonna happen," Ohma comments, looking aside. "I even counted to three, couldn't be more accurate."

"Seriously, aren't you ashamed of yourself, Rihito? What about all the things Tomori said to you? Did they go in one ear and out the other?," Kaneda asks in a censorious tone, to which Rihito shakes his head vigorously.

"Of course not, I listened and absorbed everything! I'm going to be the most respectful and gentlemanly guy I can be and keep my hands to myself... until it's time for me to bury my face in those melons until I choke!," He again makes that gesture of squeezing the air again, as if pressing invisible horns. "It took a while, but the universe finally decided to throw me a fucking bone! I'm about to cure these blue balls for good, my guys!"

"Fuck, I give up," Himuro groans, "I thought that, after Okubo straightened himself out, there might still be hope for this idiot. But no, he's a hopeless case."

"If I, the frigid one, according to you, could do it..." Ohma says with a laugh. "Anything is possible."

"Yeah, you just needed a new heart for that, one that can beat and pump in the right place," Okubo mocks. "That's all. In his case, he needs a brain..."

"Brain? Only if it can help me with oxygenation, because I'm going to need a hell of a breather to give this chick some action! But it's okay, I'll make the sacrifice!," He rubs his hands; he was almost salivating. "The noblest sacrifice I have ever made, yes sir."

"Poor girl..."

"For what? I'm going to do her so good she'll beg for an encore after the other! Now whether I'll agree or not is another story," He combs his hair back, trying to imitate the gesture that Himuro had made earlier, but not with nearly the same charm. Ohma holds back his laughter.

"He looks like a dog, minus the tongue sticking outta his mouth," Okubo comments, and Ohma lets out a half scream and stops laughing again, sobbing as he holds on, hiding his face.

"No, man, that's mean…," he manages to recover quickly. "You're offending the dogs."

"Whatever, man, I'm the biggest dog on the kernel! And the big dog here will feast!," He throws his head back and opens his mouth, but chokes hard when Himuro hits him with a slap to the throat, shouting: "I swear to God, you idiot, if you howl in the middle of the bakery, I'll kick your mouth so hard that you'll have to start brushing your teeth through your ass!

"Aack! Fuck you, dude!," He coughs hard. "Are you trying to kill me?!"

"Leave it alone, Himuro," Kaneda sighs in defeat, shaking his head. "The only thing we can hope for now is that he really follows Tomori's advice and waits until the right time to start with this nonsense."

"I'll wait, I swear! It will be worth it, every second...," And he raises his fingers again in Vs for Victory.

"If he doesn't wait, record the whole thing and send it to me. My videos with Kanami scaring him went... how Koga called it...? Oh yes, viral!," Ohma smiles satisfied. "I finally beat that fuzzy backstabber!"

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