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mikeysbabygirl · 2 years

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Hakkai x bad bitch older girlfriend

Even though she wears booty shorts, everyone knows she wears the pants in that relationship

𝑮𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 ( 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅)

Warning : 18+ , MINORS DNI ! ( No really, keep your innocence ), EXPLICIT SMUT, Oral, a lot of nicknames, another bad bitch reader ( you guys love them )

SYNOPSIS : Freshman ( 1st year) Hakkai Shiba x Older ( third year ) student reader.

-" He's staring at you, again " Alexia told you before putting her fork down, you looked up from your plate of grapes at her and tilted your head to the side.

-" who ? " But before she could answer, Lisa, sitting on the chair next to you spoke.

-" I heard he's a Shiba !"

You put back your grapes and peered at them.

-" a fucking dog is staring at me ?"

Lisa laughed while Alexa rolled her eyes.

-" He's a freshman. " She explained, showing him with the corner of her eyes. " His brother owns a restaurant and is always throwing daggers at me everytime I make out with a guy there".

You discreetly tried to take a glance at the guy she talked about, the Shiba, and rolled your eyes when you saw who it was about.

He was annoying.

During college registration, you were one of the third years volunteers to help and guide the new comers, the university is big and they could easily get lost without any help.

Everything was going well until you saw him. You found him cute, looking at you from the corner of his indigo eyes, and decided to ask if he needed anything.

Last fucking time you helped a first year student.

The boy literally froze when you talked to him, he didn't even looked you in the eyes and kept staring a head above you, as if you didn't even existed. You were glad no one you knew was around otherwise, you would've had the shame of your life. No but seriously, who did he think he was ? Ignoring you, when the entire college would be dying to get a single "hello" from you ? If it wasn't for his friend who was there and explained he was " shy " , you probably would have slapped him.

Since that day, he kept looking at you in the corner. In the hallways, the library, or the cafeteria like today.

-" why do you make out with guys at his restaurant anyway ?" You made a disgusted face, it would be understandable if he got mad honestly.

-" 'cause he doesn't like it ?" As if it was obvious.

Well, it was Alexia after all. You nodded understandingly.

-" Fair enough." She nodded in a smile, you added. " And yeah, I catch him looking at me every damn time".

-" Ew, so virgin behavior" Lisa joked, you laughed and agreed.

But at the same time, you saw Alexia's eyes lightening up with malice, your smile faltered immediately.

-" Oh my god, gee you should fuck him !"

You almost choked on your grape, you were ready for one of her bullshit but definitely not for this one.

It was a joke, it had to be. She out of everyone couldn't say this, right ? She was the first one to shout at every rooftop that she would never date a freshman, how they grew easily attached and were a pain in the ass. Why would she say this ?

-" the hell ?"

-" The Shiba's younger brother, Taiju's gonna be so mad ! " She clapped her hands in excitement, you raised an eyebrow.

-" Okay wow let's calm down. I don't even know this Taiju and who told you I give a fuck about your little war you horny rabbit ?" Lisa laughed out loud because of your insult, on the other hand Alexia had a playful smirk. " I don't want a virgin in my bed. "

-" why ?" It was Lisa's turn to ask, tilting her head. " Feeling suddenly old ?"

Your middle finger was the first answer she got.

-" I mean I could but why would I want to ?" You inquired, Alexia leaned over the table with a playful face.

-" cause I dare you to ?"

You couldn't contain the smile that threatened to curl your lips at your best friend's defiant look.

-" oh no, no no. " You laugh as she did, lifting your hands up. " We're not playing dare again, last time was the last actual time".

Yeah, you would definitely never forget the naked midnight swim in the local river. The night of December 31st. High on molly. Nor the pneumonia you almost had.

-" why ? " She teased. " Scared you won't win the bet ?"

-" Alex', he has been eyefucking me for weeks. " You deadpanned. " I've got him wrapped around my panties".

-" pretty sure they say finger and not panties " Lisa argued.

-" whatever " rolling your eyes, you took another grape in mouth.

But Alexia was far from being done, your best friend still had that smirk that was definitely bad news.

-" Fuckin' him ? Yeah you could. But, Taiju won't get to know if it's a one night thing. " Her eyelashes fluttered innocently. " And you can't be in a relationship".

You stopped what you were doing, putting down your fruit and frowned.

-" What do you mean, I can't ?"

She knew she had you already.

She furtively gave a conniving glance at Lisa who smiled discreetly.

-" ya know, you're gorgeous and all... But you're a rolling stone, you can't keep the same guy in your bedsheets for a month. "

Okay that was bold, especially coming from her, who was your best friend because you were exactly the same.

-" She's not shaming you !" Lisa tried with yet another fake innocent look. " You're just not... A girlfriend material. "

Now, you were offended. Your pride took a serious punch in the face, you loathed when anyone underestimated you in any thing. You knew you were probably falling in their lures, yet you couldn't help but argue.

-" I could be ! "

-" Oh really ? " You nodded with a weary expression. " When did you learned ?"

Never. Actually, you never had a " boyfriend" , it was always about sex partners. You could be called a cliché, or a whore, yet you had it all, the looks, the body, the intelligence, Why settle for one when you can change him every night?

-" I'm a natural " you shrugged, it shouldn't be that hard, right ? You were smart, manipulative, and a good liar, being a girlfriend shouldn't be such a problem for you, could it ?

God, you shivered at the idea of being someone's girlfriend, a virgin, moreover. Why were you doing this again ?

-" Fine ! " She exclaimed too happily for someone who didn't believe you could be a " girlfriend material ".

-" then I dare you to pop the Shiba's cherry, then date him for a month. "

A month.

You never took so much with someone, your eyes drifted toward where he was sitting, a few tables from yours.

He wasn't bad. He was actually handsome, and he had a pretty smile, you noticed when he flashed that one toward one of the guys at his table. It wouldn't be torture either.

As if he sensed someone was staring at him, his deep blue eyes found yours and you could notice a slightest widening before you turned back toward your friend, who offered you her hand to shake.

-" Deal ?"

A carmin red tinted both his cheeks and the tip of his ears, you noticed he blinked too rapidly before breaking the eye contact with you, drifting them toward his best friend.

I swear if he's gonna froze again...

A week now that you searched for a chance to talk to him, it hasn't been easy since he always hangs out with the same friends and you had a very busy schedule, but you found the perfect opportunity when you sat down, on purpose on the table right behind where they were sitting, at the library.

And there it was, your chance on a silver plate. You heard him complaining about his low grades on a subject you happened to be a straight-A student on, your eyes widened immediately and you turned toward them, without even a " hi " , offering your help.

Now that both had their widened eyes on you, you understood you might have gone too quickly.

-" I mean, third year students often do tutoring sessions. Sorry,I didn't mean to eavesdrop... "

You made a shy smile you probably didn't do since when you were, like sixteen, joined your hands in front of you-making your breasts slightly poke out of your cleavage by the same time- and Hakkai was a dead man.

He opened his mouth and closed it a few times, His brain was overheating, struggling to realize that the girl he had been eyeing for months was, in fact, talking to him.

-" this would actually be great ! " His purple haired friend exclaimed, a little too enthusiastic. Mitsuya bumped his shoulder against Hakkai's, snapping that one out of his trance-like state.

His friends peered at him hopelessly, Takashi kicked his foot discreetly under the table, you ignored the conniving look he gave him, gesturing toward you, as if you didn't saw anything and kept smiling and playing with your necklace.

He knew and understood what Mitsuya was saying, to take the chance because he wouldn't stop talking about you or staring at you whenever you were around and even when you weren't lately. He knew he was head over heels for you and if he had to be honest, Takashi hoped Hakkai's crush for you would fade away soon. Because he knew how girls like you were. Beautiful, charming, and a valedictorian. Older, even, he loved his friend but he didn't stood a chance.

Yet, when you offered him your help out of nowhere when you had obviously nothing to win from him and that cute smile you gave him started getting inside Mitsuya's head, maybe Hakkai wasn't that hopeless.

Anyway, he had to take this chance, his best friend made it clear. Therefore, he swallowed a knot in his throat, wiped his sweaty palms on his pants fabric and tried to steady his voice as much as possible.

-" I... Yeah, I mean, if it's okay... ? "

His heart missed a beat as you sucked your lower lip and nodded with a smile, hell, you were gorgeous, a woman of scintillating beauty, vivid colors, intoxicating smell, and the next day, you were in his fucking room.

His sister has been a sunshine with you, it was obvious she couldn't believe her brother finally brought a girl home, such a pretty one, moreover. Even if he insisted on making her understand that you were only tutoring him before you came, she couldn't contain her joy, and it was really cute, almost made you feel guilty.

-" See ? It's not that hard " you playfully smiled after he finished the task, he took a sharp intake of breath. With your face so close to his, fluttering eyelashes and large eyes, it was the first snakebite, when you started coursing through his blood, infecting every damn cell you could find.

Poison.

-" You're very nice" his cheeks kept heating, while you contained your smirk. " But you had to explain three times before I got it" he sighed, feeling ashamed and really dumb, lowering his head, until he felt a heartbeat running straight down his crotch, you put your hand on his thigh, and his breath hitched.

-" Don't be so hard on yourself, 'kai. I'm proud of you. "

Poison.

Belladonna-like, got his pupils dilated, creeping in viciously between the tightest walls of his heart.

Talks so pretty with hidden teeth.

You kept feeding his love with words, session after session, eye contact after eye contact, and always that damn hand on his thigh, everytime.

And after every damn session, his hand on his thigh wouldn't just feel as yours, his hand around his length wouldn't just feel like he imagined your lips around that pen you chewed up.

Hakkai would be cursing your name under his breath, chasing his high desperately at the thought of you, of your eyes, of your smile and touch.

Until the day...

Damn Yuzuha should have warned him you came back, you figured out you forgot your charger half way home after your forth tutoring session and decided to come back for it, then you heard your name being breathed heavily behind his door...

A devilish smirk painted your lips.

Venom.

-" you look jus' so good, all hard like that ".

He stiffened, eyes went wide and his hand stopped on its track. He caught a sight of you, leaning against the closed door of his room, arms crossed, and head tilted to the side.

It felt as if the world stopped spinning when he saw you, his cheeks heated abnormally. He was about to apologize, then your praise reached his brain, and if he wasn't hard enough, he definitely was now.

-" I... So sorry, I didn't heard you coming ".

-" you were too busy moaning my name, baby ".

He couldn't keep his eyes on you longer, lowered his head and started to already imagine how you would be running away from him, telling everyone at the University how much of a creep he is, the shame was so unbearable that it started turning him off, he was about to slip back in his underwear, when you made few steps toward the bed.

-" Mind if i join ?"

He thought he didn't heard right, and you thought, he looked really pretty with his wide eyes and red cheeks, eyeing you as if you were crazy.

It couldn't be. You must be joking, playing with him.

But when your fingers reached your blouse to unbutton it, every button being opened making his heart miss a beat.

And it fell to the floor.

And you were the most exquisite creature he had ever seen, he wondered slightly, did you never wear a bra ? Not that he was complaining, the sight of your bare breasts bouncing as you walked toward him got his hand tightening around his cock.

-" let me take care of you, yeah ?"

-" Oh fuck "

He was beautiful, you had to admit. Head thrown back, half-lidded eyes trying to look at your focused face while your small fingers wrapped around his length. His eyes rolled back when your thumb drew circles on his flushed tip spreading precum all along.

-" this... This way, please !"

He buckled his hips against your hand, you furrowed your eyebrows and nodded slowly.

-" this way, Hakkai ? Am I making you feel good, baby ?"

-" s'fucking good... " His thrusts met your hand everytime you tightened your grip around him , his other hand hesitantly flew to your sides, and with hopeful eyes, he asked.

-" is this okay ?"

You gripped his hand, and when he thought you would shove it away, you guided it to your chest and closed it around your breast. He moaned at the same time as you, massaging the soft skin, never would he ever forget about that intense desire blazing through him like a wildfire. It felt like a dream, so ethereal. You were so perfect that the sun itself couldn't stop kissing your skin, making it glow under his worshipping eyes.

-" 'm close- Don't stop, pretty please ?"

You withdrew your hand from his length abruptly, his eyes went wide before a disappointed look painted his features, you smiled.

-" I don’t care how good it feels, you’d better not cum until I tell you to ".

Your firm tone made his member twitch, then you straddled his lap, and he was a goner.

You let him put his hands on your thighs, while your skirt rode them up. He was sure he would be feeling the overly soft skin under his digits hours after you would go home.

Go home, through his euphoric state, it slapped him on the face. He didn't wanted you to go home, nor anywhere. The only place where he wanted you now was around him, now that he couldn't even believe he was having you.

He nuzzled his head on the crook of your neck, inhaling your enticing perfume and closing his eyes. You started grinding your hips against his erection when he placed wet kisses all along your hot skin, the friction earned you a bruise on your waist so much he gripped it hard.

-" Uh, love... You're killing me ! "

You didn't knew what possibly got into him, sure the adrenalin of the moment was what turned him as bold as giving you a nickname , but it really started turning you on.

And he was so pretty, an average height with a red tip, and though you always thought he was skinny, turns out a sexy six pack were hidden under his t-shirt. Yeah, you were officially turned on.

-" want you to look me in the eyes, Hakkai. No one's ever gonna touch you the way I do ".

Words. You kept feeding his fire with words, and looks, just like the one you were giving him now, so caring, so loving, that he couldn't see the devil in your eyes.

-" Wait- , I... I didn't prep you ?"

You scoffed, however, you couldn't help but feel your heart squeezing in your chest. He has been the only man who shared your bed to ever care about something like this, about you and what you actually felt. Through his indigo hues you could see true concern, and even if you could clearly see the sweat rolling down his forehead so much he was containing himself, he still thought about you.

Antidote.

-" Shh, it's alright,sweet boy. Watch your girl take all of you ".

Your girl. His heart was so full right now.

Then you raised yourself, and lowered down, sliding down on his dick ever so slowly, you both moaned in unison. Your walls fluttered around him as he kept kissing from your neck down your chest, and he knew you were far from being a virgin, yet your insides welcomed him and hugged him so tightly that he couldn't help but think he was your first, and your last, his mind begged.

-" just how fucking perfect are you, hm ?" He grunt, head in your neck, his heart fluttered when you chuckled and started riding his length, his pupils dilated while watching your breasts bouncing with every movement of you.

-" so tell me- ahhh ! " You bit your lip when his tip reached a particular corner inside you, causing you to clench around him, Hakkai moaned louder, throwing his head back, you were sure Yuzuha heard you.

-" Tell me how much perfect I am "

-" 'Til I'm begging ya to be mine. Baby- uh, please, be mine and stay!"

Your hand reached for his abs, feeling how they contracted unde your touch, as you rubbed your bare chest against his, he was so damn close, and so hard that it hurt, he was sure he hasn't blinked in like a minute since he couldn't take his eyes off of your body.

-" 's this right, baby boy ? " You bounced on his dick faster now, making him do the sweetest aching faces out of pleasure, by the end of this, his handprints would be marked on your hips. " Want me to be yours ? Want this pussy f'yourself ?"

Your naughty words made him roll his eyes,he tried lifting your hips, feeling his high approaching, yet you slapped his hand away and gave him a conniving look that set fire to his guts when he understood what you wanted.

-" t's right, love. Gonna fuck my cum inside this tight pretty pussy, Would'ya take it for me ?"

He was getting bolder, you liked it.

You cried out, feeling you walls squeezing him tighter. The meer sight of your head thrown back, throat exposed to him, breasts on his face, half-lidded eyes from pleasure and the feeling of you coming around him with you oh so melodious moans was enough to make him spill his load inside you, he never came so thickly, so abundantly, so much that it started leaking out of you.

- " Fuck, you're just... Fuck ."

A month. Thirty days.

It was damn long. At first.

It felt odd , at first, having always the same person waiting for you at the end of your classes. Sometimes you forgot about this " relationship" thing and found yourself too tired to even continue lying.

Then, there is times where...

Sex was good, even though you were the one to take his virginity, you discovered he was a natural and learned quickly how to have you panting around him. And soon, you two couldn't get enough of each other, carnal pleasure being the only way you two got along.

Then, it all started the first time you left your phone unlocked next to him. He didn't gave it a single look, didn't even thought about finding out who are the people texting you. And he never touched you in your sleep, though you made it clear that it wouldn't bother you to wake up with his head between your legs, yet he always made sure he had a verbal " yes " before initiating anything.

Then you had your period of that month, he was so confused firstly at why you were so distant and cold around everyone. And your mother had to let him in because he was the " best boyfriend you've ever had " , according to her. His heart sank in his chest when he saw your pretty lips usually decorated by a playful smile trembling from pain, your body he has been dreaming about, being curled in a ball.

He didn't said a word, thanks God. Instead, Hakkai lied down next to you and brought your body closer to his, providing you the heat you needed. With his arms around your waist, his thumb started drawing circles over your clothed clit, focusing on making you forget the pain rather than making you come.

-" I know you don't need me. " He had whispered in your ear, as you whined and rode his fingers. " But love, I need to be here f'ya. Lemme make my baby feel good ".

You always threw away the flowers he used to bring you at nearly every date, or the gifts he used to get you. But lately... They looked good on your nightstand, you discovered, and the goodnight text he sends you every night wouldn't be ignored anymore, being rewarded by a pic of your hard nipples against the fabric of his shirt that he left at your place.

It got him so hard, seeing how his T-shirt rode you sides, how your breasts looked so good under the fabric, that it turned him into a grunting and whining mess, stroking his cock tightly before spilling out, grunting your name in the video he sent you.

- " you're falling" Lisa had warned, looking at you as you gripped your fork tighter.

-" I'm not. "

-" You're falling and you're jealous"

You were not jealous. Not because of the new girl sitting at their table, and not because she was leaning against Hakkai, whispering something he laughed at in his ear.

Your blood was boiling.

-" You're gonna break this fork. " Your friend advised, you glared at her.

-" ain't jealous, it's just a matter of respect. "

Yeah, respect. What would the others think about you, if they saw your boyfriend being so close to someone else ? People already had a hard enough time accepting that you were dating a freshman, it would be a shame if someone noticed that girl flirting with him.

-" if you're going to act like a brat, then I'm gonna treat you like a brat " your tone was relentless, as you rubbed your knee against his hard erection. Hakkai made a sound halfway between a groan and a whine, pulling you closer by your hips.

-" love, she ain't shit, jus' one of Taka's friends " he struggled to get the words out, buckling his hips to meet the bouncing of your clothed cunt against him. " Need your tight pussy so bad, please, babe, please, please..."

-" maybe I should leave you like this... Think you forgot who the hell I am, hm ? Should I remind you who you belong to?"

-" t'you " his hand reached for your folds, shoving your panties to the side and sliding a finger between your folds, enjoying your moans as music to his ears. " I'm yours and your mine. Tell me how she could stand a chance, when it's been months since you're fucking up my damn mind ?"

Everyone saw as you dragged him by the hand as far as possible from that girl toward the empty class both of you were making out in, most of his friends cheering and laughing at your possessiveness. They weren't surprised though, everybody knew you were the one who wears the pants in that relationship, though you always wore those booty shorts that had his friends secretly dreaming of the day Hakkai would let them see a picture of what was hidden inside those.

And like poison, you intoxicated him so fastly. Like a vein in his body, you turned into a consistent pounding in his mind. Your love was a sugar coated venom, he has been lured by the sweet taste when it has been killing him inside.

But a month, it is not that long, in fact.

You figured it out way too late, that you had messed with the wrong person.

The month indeed ended, and it was eating you alive because you felt no need to leave him, yet everytime you remembered how it all started, the bile rose up to your throat, you felt dirty, and disgusted by yourself. Guilt was a demon strangling you from inside, until you finally choked out the words that had you acting so distant toward him since days.

Someone else would have screamed, shouted, insulted you. But you messed with the wrong person.

With a nostalgic smile and his head slightly lowered, he nodded and took it on himself.

" I never stood a chance, did I ?"

You would have preferred to be stabbed in the heart rather than hearing this. You were dying to tell him he was wrong, to show him how much you changed since you have been seeing him, you would've begged for him, just like he begged for you.

But he didn't even gave you a chance to explain, avoided you and ghosted you for weeks,without knowing, he made you understand how much you missed him, how much you actually needed him.

And when you thought you would forget about it easily because during the day, you laughed and joked with your friends, when the night comes, it is the worst. Memories won't stop coming, you would see his face behind your eyes everytime you closed them, you would feel his hesitant hands roaming around your body, his fingers between your thighs, you would feel his heart beating under your ear, just as when you used to sleep on his chest.

If it was karma, then you had a really bad one. Sure, you deserved all of it, but it didn't made it easier to take, either. Whatever emotions were assaulting you because of him, you wanted it to stop. You swore you tried to chase him out of your head with other guys, older, maybe stronger, more confident, nothing helped. They were not... Him.

He was simply stuck in your head.

On the other hand, he seemed to start doing better.

You gripped your vodka glass tighter. You always knew that one girl had her eyes on him, you had your reasons to be reluctant toward her, and there she was tonight, at one of the campus parties dancing against your boyfriend.

Yeah, you were not together anymore, but you had him first.

-" What if you stopped with the serial killer eyes ?"

You startled and turned toward the voice that spoke to you, few feets away from where you were standing, against the kitchen counter, was Takashi Mitsuya, his usual playful smirk on his face. You had the chance to speak to him and to get to know him better during the month you have been dating Hakkai, he was a nice guy, always ready to help, a gentleman too. He surely must be hating you to no point now.

-" if you're here to laugh at my face, I'll let you know I absolutely don't care " you raised your glass and drank it down, wincing when it burned your throat.

He clicked his tongue, and made a step closer, locking eyes with you.

-" one of you two has to stop being an oblivious idiot, obviously both of you care ".

You ignored the way your heart missed a beat.

-" Does he ?" You tried to make your voice sound as calm as possible, yet yourself could hear a hint of insecurity in your tone. Mitsuya leaned against the counter eyeing Hakkai and his new plaything distantly.

-" he says he hates you" he explained, your throat tightened. " But honestly, no matter who wakes up in his bed, you're the one in his head".

Your eyes drifted naturally toward him, your pretty boy. Though he seemed to be doing better, he obviously lost some pounds and got dark circles under his eyes. You wished you weren't that selfish, you wished you wouldn't have approached him since the beginning or that you would've set him free.

-" but shit, being a bitch is funnier... "

Takashi stared at you as if you were crazy because of your sudden words, but you were already long gone, seeing- what was her name again ? Sitting on your boyfriend's lap, in a pathetic attempt to lap dance or whatever strange ritual she was doing.

Your feet drove you toward them instantly, your glass now long forgotten, and you yanked her by her forearm out of his lap, earning a bewildered stare from both of them.

-" The hell-"

-" ride that dick like you mean it, or let the bitches get stuff done... Why don't you bring us something to drink, hm ? Sounds good. "

She was about to argue, but your gaze burned her from head to toe. The younger girl gulped down, you were not and never would be the type of popular girl to intimidate people, yet she knew, she saw it in your eyes that you were the last person to mess with.

The girl searched for Hakkai's eyes, yet that one had them glued on you just as you were doing with him, a raised eyebrow, resting his chin on his hand in a way to say " really now ?"

And shit, he was hot.

Reluctantly, she made some steps back, giving you some space to talk. Your eyes never left his, waiting for him to talk, yet he never did. Obviously he was giving you the silent treatment, he wasn't going to make it easier.

Fine. If that is what he wants, he would get it.

-" I'm honestly offended. " You started while getting closer to where he was sitting, his eyes trailed down your long bare legs, then up the short V-neck line dress you wore, standing with all your glory in front of him, he knew you felt like the goddess you truly were, and that is what he fell for, the confidence in your siren eyes.

-" from all the girls you could've picked to fill my place,you took her. Baby " his heart missed a beat as you flashed those perfect teeth in a devilish smile. " She doesn't fit, and you know it. "

-" What you tryna do now ? Looking for more fun? "

You faked a pout, tilting your head to the side, then placed your hands on his shoulder and started lowering yourself on his lap, he didn't push you away, however he clenched his jaw and turned his head to look away.

He tried to ignore your scent filling his nostrils, tried to ignore how fast his heart was racing and how he felt alive again under your touch. You didn't deserve his love, you took it and played it as you pleased, he shouldn't even allow you to be so close to him.

But it's been weeks, and he still could smell your perfume on his bedsheets, find some of your notes on his books, thinks about you every night to drive himself to sleep.

You broke him, he had to admit. But it was just as a drug, rehab shouldn't be drastic and so sudden, he just needed to feel your hands on his shoulders a little more.

-" I fucked up. "

He frowned, turned to look at you and saw you lowering your head.

Strange, he thought, an entire month where you have been lying while looking him in the eye, and suddenly you couldn't even face him.

Though he promised he wouldn't touch you, calloused fingers reached for your chin and lifted your head until your eyes met his, you swallowed thickly, through the loud music and the dancing bodies around, all that you could focus on were his deep blue eyes.

-" I... I have no excuse for what I've done. I've just been obnoxious and you didn't deserved it. "

-" you ain't saying nothing ain't already heard " he scoffed, dropping his hand on the armchair both of you were sitting on, you furrowed your eyebrows and pulled your head back slightly, incredulous.

-" at least I'm being honest" he raised an eyebrow at your answer, you sighed and closed your eyes furtively.

-" Fine, I'm the one who burned us down. But I didn't... It's not what I meant"

-" oh really ?"

- " you're not making it easy Hakkai-"

He scoffed loudly and put his hands on your hips to push you back slightly.

-" and why am I supposed to make it easy again ?" You let your eyes drift away from him but he wasn't done with you yet, your eyes widened when he squeezed your cheek and forced you to look back at him. Even him has been surprised by his own boldness when he leaned in closer.

-" tell me, what makes you think you even deserved sitting o'mme, here ?"

You watched with a burning gaze, one of his hair strands falling between your two faces, the newly defiant smirk he got himself around you for the first time, all of this ignited a wildfire spreading through your core. In an impulse, you straddled him in a better way, sinking your knees on each side of his body on the armchair. Your hands left his shoulders to settle on his cheeks, you sucked your lip as your thumb ran across the scar on his mouth, pulling his lip down.

He gulped down, okay, maybe he had pushed your buttons too far. But your fierce glances which were setting him on fire were worth whatever tornado you were about to bring.

- " Hakkai, you can start over again, pretend and hide, but you can't stay away from me".

-" Stop... This " he grunt in your ear, yet his hands helped your hips moving against him, you smirked against the corner of his lip, placing ghost of kisses there.

-" look me in the eyes, tell me to stop, and I swear you'll never see me again ".

He bit his lower lip, feeling his guards falling down. As much as he wanted to make you regret what you did, he was now sure that he couldn't handle the distance anymore.

He was hooked, wrapped around your finger.

-" see ? My naughty boy's telling his friends he hates me, but I know you can't get enough ".

Still grinding your hips against his now hard erection, your lips started trailing down his jaw, reaching his neck, and slowly moving against him while you began kissing his chest where his buttons were undone.

He could feel the sweat rolling down his back, he was getting harder and harder until he started feeling his member twitching in his pants, Hakkai's hands around your hips tightened.

-" you're making a scene... " Deep down, he felt so excited about the way you were taking care of him in front of all your older classmates, the same ones who used to wonder why in hell you even dated him.

You looked up at him furtively, not stopping your movements.

-" let em see how much I missed my baby"

He was falling, again, he could feel the flames on his skin, the venom conquering his cells all over again, as if he never was immune. He pressed his erection against you, throwing his head back and enjoying the way your words and acts was making him feel.

-" want em to see the pretty faces you make when I bounce on this cock ".

A groan or a whine, whatever left his mouth was the most desperate sound he had ever made, Hakkai's fingers slipped between your hair, lifting your head up to look at him. His breath got caught in his throat, he could have sworn you were the most beautiful thing he had ever put his eyes on.

-" we've been here before, won't be your victim again. "

You smiled, his heart missed a beat.

You rested your hands against his, on your hips, moving on his clothed bulge.

-" oh really ?"

No, he was long gone.

Your triumphant smile told everything, he was tamed, on down on his knees again, internally praying the fall won't be as cruel and hard as the first time.

-" Fuck, Don't know who I'm tryna fool".

In a split second, his lips were on yours, sealing his fate with a fiend.

Kissing the devil.

Forever.

Network : @tokyo-ballroom @downtown-roponggi

Notes : Hey ! Hope you like this, anon <3 I never wrote for Hakkai so I found it kinda hard to portray him, hope I did it good.

About the people who asked me for other requests, don't worry, they're coming soon !

#tokyo rev x you #tokyo revengers angst #tokyo revengers smut #tokyo revengers spoilers #tokyo rev fluff #tr hakkai #hakkai shiba #hakkai scenarios #tokrev hakkai

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haitaniapologist · 2 years

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TAKE ME TO CHURCH.

pairings — shiba taiju x fem!reader.

warnings — NSFW SO MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DON'T INTERACT, spoilers of tokyo revengers chapter 260, soft s*x, fing*ring, yn has catholic parents, h*resies, tummy b*lge, size k*nk, use of the term princess and kitten, finger s*cking, fwb dynamic, a little bit of angst.

word count — 2k

notes — this happened bc im home bc of covid and because taiju was so dawn fine on this chapter. this is not fair to me and my poor heart. also shoutout to @1900-aria my beautiful twin who heard me simping for taiju all day.

you’ve been friends with the shiba siblings for three years, but you never saw taiju as beaten up as he was. not even when his gang was overthrown by toman on christmas night — that day, he was more emotionally wounded than physically. that time, you didn’t know what to do, only hugging him when he climbed up your window and jumped on your bed as if he weighed nothing. you two weren’t even in a relationship — and you still didn’t know if you were — and you were afraid to touch him, treating him as a wounded dog.

in some sort of way, he was.

so, that night, you just hugged him until he fell asleep on top of you. taiju didn’t want treatment for the few injuries he had, and you were an inexperienced teenager — the only thing you could do was keep his head against your chest and let him show a bit of vulnerability to you. at morning, he left your house as if nothing happened, leaving your heart heavy and clouded with bad emotions, only to have hope revived inside of it when he returned at midnight, that time holding you against his chest.

and so the cycle began.

now, however, taiju sat quietly on your bed, his uniform’s shirt long discarded — you were sure he left it at the train tracks, but he said he lost it on the “way” to your house — legs opened to accommodate you between his strong thighs. your small hand was holding his jaw, to angle his head so it would be easier to clean his bruises, the other holding a piece of cloth with antiseptic to make sure he wouldn’t need to visit a hospital. you couldn’t help but notice how more lively he seemed, how happier he looked in contrast to the first day he climbed up to your room.

you were quiet now, basking in the comfortable silence that was instilled between you two, but you managed to extract from him what happened — he fought with two legendary members of the black dragons and he won, and toman won over kanto manji and detroned sano manjiro. you couldn’t care less about gang life, but if it made taiju happy, you were happy hanagaki takemichi won. you still laughed thinking about him, remembering the crush yuzuha had on the boy after the christmas’ incident — but what happened that day was what brought you and taiju closer, so you had to thank the boy, probably.

“why the smile, princess?” you hated how his words had such an affect on your body, shivers running down your spine and a blush creeping to your cheeks.

“just admiring my handwork.” it wasn’t a total lie. you were trying to see if there weren't any spots that you left unattained, or if he had more bruises than you thought — but you were also admiring him, because you never saw taiju as bloody or beaten as he was. if he won against legends, did that mean he was a legend too? maybe he could put that on his resume to find a job. “i think you’re all cleaned up, big guy.” knowing taiju since childhood had its perkys, such as calling him nicknames and not being chastised by it — and he only hummed, eyes hooded with something you couldn’t comprehend.

you were used to the routine of cleaning him up. after you were finished, taiju would let you go so you could discard properly the cotton clothes and store again the antiseptic in your bathroom, then you would find laying down on your bed and you would cuddle with him until he woke up, his warmth in your sheets the only proof that he had spent the night with him.

however, this time, his hands found their place on your hips, bringing your body impossible closer to his, his body warmth and scent making you dizzy. to not fall onto his body, your fingers grabbed his shoulders so you could steady yourself after the initial shock of having such a routine disturbed.

no words were exchanged between you two, only taiju’s lips crashing up on yours, and you knew — it was his way to show vulnerability. something must’ve happened on the train tracks for him to feel this way, for him to want something that happened only when both of you were needy or sad. sex with taiju was never laced with love as you thought it would be. for a devoted catholic like himself, you thought he would be guarding himself until marriage — but he always sought you off when he needed to relieve himself, as you did with him.

it wasn’t a healthy relationship. you two weren’t just friends anymore, but you weren’t also lovers, even though he always whispered sweet nothing in your ear while his cock was splitting you open. nothing he said was true, and even though your heart shattered every time you woke up with bruises along your body and his cum between your legs, you couldn’t stop yourself.

taiju was addictive, almost as if he was your salvation, the only thing that could save you from the gray and dull adult life, and you would gladly fall to your knees to get it.

still with your lips glued to his, you pushed taiju until his back hit your mattress and you were straddling him, clothed pussy on top of his semi hard cock. a hiss escaped his lips, and you smirked, leaning down to pamper his face and neck his kisses, while his hands, that once were on your hips, grabbed the flesh of your ass to make friction between your clothed sexes.

you never saw him being so vocal during intimate times, but you weren’t complaining. the grunts and huffs coming from his mouth only prompted you to rub yourself harder against him, core tightening and orgasm building up inside you, while your lips were sucking and biting in the flesh of his neck. however, as you felt in the brick of ecstasy, your positions were inverted — you were now on your back, taiju between your legs and a dangerous look on his face.

“you had your fun, princess, now it is my time.” as soon as the words left his mouth, your pajama’s shorts and panties were ripped from your body, eliciting a moan from coming out of your mouth. you were always surprised with taiju’s strength, and you knew a new pair of pajamas and a new set of comfortable lingerie would be delivered to your house tomorrow. he could rip as many pieces of cloth he wanted with you.

you opened your mouth to accommodate two fingers of his, sucking and wetting them with your saliva, a faint line of the juice connecting you to his hand when taiju deemed his fingers wet enough to enter your pussy. he did it without warning, cock twitching at the sound that left your mouth. you were like a siren, making him wanting to jump in a sea full of monsters only to be close to you — but would you be accepting of his love like that? would you let your light be tainted with his darkness?

but such thoughts were ripped from his mind as soon as your little fingers pushed his head against your pussy, fingers already massaging your gummy walls, and he understood what you wanted. his tongue started to encircle your puffy clit, sucking and applying pressure on the bundle of nerves, your sounds being muffled by your mouth — your parents were sleeping in a few rooms down where you were, and if they knew their little and perfect daughter was being corrupted by a man they deemed to be of god, you were sure they would make sure your life was a living hell.

yet a loud whimper left your mouth when your high crashed down, and taiju chuckled — you were a minx, weren’t you? almost as if you were eve and he was adam, but your body was the apple instead. but he was willing to betray god or deny him as much as he could so he could have you between his arms.

he didn’t give you much time to recompose yourself before his belt was hitting the ground and his cock was entering your warm walls. taiju stayed a few minutes still, wanting you to adjust to his length inside you — he knew how big he was, and god forbid him from hurting you. he wanted you to feel as good as he felt inside you, but his patience was growing thin seeing the outline of his dick in your belly. you were still with your eyes closed, but taiju knew you could feel it too, and not only from his hand pressing down on it.

before he could say something, though, your little whimpers broke the silence.

“t-tai, please, move.” you pleaded, eyes now full open and hand gripping his fingers. he only nodded — he did anything for you.

he started to thrust in and out of you, careful to not make any sounds that would alarm your parents a sinful act was happening inside your room. but the sound of his skin slapping against yours was addicting to him, as well as the way your pussy was welcoming his length. a loud moan came from your mouth and he smirked. “are you feeling good, princess?” it was a rhetorical question and taiju knew it, but he wanted the words coming from your mouth.

you didn’t hesitate to answer. “yes! oh god, you’re so big and you’re m-making me feel so f-full!” he didn’t care about the pain on his chest or how tired he felt after the fight, not when you were whispering such words to him. taiju knew he needed to make you his right now — or else someday you would slip between his fingers like the sand castles from his siblings he used to smash when they were little.

“i do?” his smirk only grew wider at your nods and whimpers. “then tell me this pussy belongs to me. that you belong to me.” you knew he was closer by the erranct pace of his hips, and by the way his thumb messily rubbed your clit — but your mind was so clouded with only him that you couldn’t comprehend his words properly.

“i’m yours, i’ve always been yours! just like you’re mine.” you almost growled, nails scratching his back as if you were a cat trying to mark her owner to make everyone know he was out of limits. because he was, and taiju knew that too — but he was a coward to not say that out loud.

he paused, and you whimpered, big hand cupping your cheek. you would be the death of him, nuzzling your face on his hand like it was a warm blanket. “is my kitten being territorial?” you pouted, which earned from him a chuckle and you gripped his forearms, bringing his body closer to yours. “i’m all yours, y/n, you don’t need to worry.” he finished his promise with a peck on your lips.

you could only nod, eyes rolling back when he started to toy with your clit once more and his thrusts grew faster and deeper, and you swore you could feel him in your throat. you came around his cock as soon as he pinched your puffy and swollen bud, tears falling from your eyes and chest rising and falling because of how fast your breathing was. taiju followed you, filling you to the brim with his cum, head falling on your chest.

your hands were in his hair and he sighed, still inside you. but your heart was heavy after you processed his words — was he saying the truth? did he really mean what he said, that you belonged to him and him to you? did he even believe what you were saying or did he think it was just mindless babbling?

“i love you.” he whispered against the skin of your clavicule, sucking on it to mark you as well — but he already ruined you to any other man that wasn’t himself, your pussy molded to the outline of his cock.

you smiled.

“i love you too, taiju.”

maybe you didn’t need to worry, after all. he was yours as you were his. always had been.

#shiba taiju #shiba taiju x reader #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #tokrev x reader #taiju shiba #taiju shiba x reader #taiju x reader

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ironychan · 1 year

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We expected the dead triceracow would attract scavengers and it did. There was us, of course, but by the end of the day macawks were already picking at it, along with these smaller predatory birds, and the flies had arrived. The real action, however, happened after dark.

This involved me sitting in a tree half the night again... I guess that's just a thing I do now. From that vantage point I watched a night screamer bound over to tear at the carcass. It hissed at the macawks, which hissed back and showed off their eyespots, and the night screamer eventually retreated. The next visitors were these rather charming little fanged fox-dogs, which got in their own argument with the macawks. The dogs made coyote-like yipping sounds, and to my surprise the macawks imitated those, too. This time the dogs won, and they used their saber teeth to tear the belly open and go straight for the organs.

After eating for a while, they all pricked up their ears and ran. What seemed like a very long time passed, though it was probably only seconds, and this big heavy-footed thing came along that I first thought was a jaguar. Then I realized it was not a cat but a huge, powerful dog. It settled in to gnaw on the meat. At one point it looked right at me, and I know it saw me, but like most creatures here it wasn't impressed. After eating its fill, it curled up and went to sleep right there on top of the carcass.

I decided to climb down and head back, but as soon as I moved the dog heard me. I saw its ears twitch and it raised its head and growled at me. I therefore stayed put, waiting for it to fall asleep again... but it didn't. I don't think it considered me a potential meal, but it did think I was a potential thief, and it kept its glowing eyes open and fixed on me for what felt like ages. Eventually I figured I was probably there until morning. Somebody would come looking for me and the dog wouldn't want to tangle with a crowd, right?

Suddenly the dog sat up. It turned to face away from me and began barking up a storm. I considered siezing the moment and fleeing, but I'm glad I didn't, because this goddamn prehistoric monster emerged from the bushes and charged. The dog ran, and then this creature that has no right to be anything but vegan tore a leg off the dead cow and started crunching on it. I could hear the bones crack. I nearly threw up.

I was afraid this one was now going to settle down for the night, but it wandered off after that. I waited until I couldn't hear the crackling anymore, then dropped to the ground and ran like a son of a bitch. No more sitting in trees all night for me.

The little dogs we're calling saber-tooth shibas, while Vandebeek named the big one. He said a spotted lion (leon in Greek) is a leopard, so obviously a spotted wolf (lykos) is a Lykopard. Nobody can argue with that. Wang stepped up to give the big beast the name Swinoceros, which we have all agreed is one of his finest. We expect nothing less from a man whose seminal paper on the physics of SagA*'s Innermost Stable Circular Orbit was called Panic! At The ISCO.

#the last humans #speculative evolution #macawk #murder budgie #triceracow #saber-toothed shiba #lykopard #swinoceros

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lunarsun12 · 4 months

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Ateez Interrogation

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The third team, in hopes for their only hope to find the Kai Plush killer. Beomgyu asked Yeosang nicely (more like harass, he kept on following Yeosang around) to make a groupchat so they can interrogate ah I mean talk to his family.

Beomgyu and Kai started to ask the members, to see if San really did it. Beomgyu believes it was San, due to his recent behaviour. However after beomgyu and Kai left. The ateez family discovered a hidden truth about San

Is San the culprit? What secret is San hidding?

Yeosang created ‘I got forced to make this’

Today 19:00

Yeosang🍗: Ughhh I added them in Beomgyu happy?

Beomgyu🐻: I am very happy! Thank you bestie!

Yeosang🍗: Don’t call me that in front of my family!!

Seonghwa🌸: Yeosang? What happened why you created a new chat…

Wooyoung🦊: Yeah! Maybe Yeosang forget!

Yeosang🍗: I don’t forget…beomgyu forced to me make it. I hate talking to you all especially San now!!

San🗻: Hey…I said I am so sorry many times…

Yeosang🍗: You not sorry, I always see you sitting in the dark at 1am now! I am chicken deprived because of you!!

San🗻: I like sitting in the dark!

Yeosang🍗: If your lips ever try to touch my cheeks! I will pepper spray you!

Wooyoung🦊: My boy San has learnt well from me. Proud brother

Yunho🐶: You know Eomma is still here?

Yunho🐶: And San leave Yeosang alone, he has been traumatised enough

Mingi🦄: San stop giggling in wooyoung room. It’s creepy…

Jongho🍎: Who ever suggested to make Appa break the news. That Shiba doesn’t exist…gotta be one of the dumbest idea

Seonghwa🌸: Don’t look at me…I only said to Mingi. Hongjong did that all on his own

Seonghwa🌸: San we need to talk about your recent behaviour…

Beomgyu🐻: AHA SAN IS THE CULPRIT KAI

Beomgyu🐻: HE PROBABLY RIPPED YOUR PLUSH COLLECTION OUT OF SPITE OF LOSING HIS DOG PLUSH

San🗻: HOW DARE YOU! IT HAS A NAME CALLED SHIBA

San🗻: YOU SHIBA NAPPER BROTHER

Wooyoung🦊: Sannie calm down, you almost knocked over my laptop

Jongho🍎: San please don’t tell me you ripped Yeosang little brother plush collection?

Mingi🦄: I think San didn’t read the text. He is now doing something in wooyoung room…

Yeosang🍗: WOOYOUNG! You better not let him touch MY laptop I lent to you. You are so dead…

Seonghwa🌸: I’m sure Sannie didn’t rip your little plush collection. That not like him….

Beomgyu🐻: Nope! He gave Kai the evils when we went to hang out with Yeosang

Heuningkai🐧: The eyes still scares me!

Heuningkai🐧: I didn’t mean to take Shiba! He shouldn’t have left it lying around…

Heuningkai🐧: I wanted to keep it as I want Shiba to join my family but NOOO we have to do that stupid prank

Beomgyu🐻: Shush Kai, not now

Yunho🐶: You shouldn’t have said that…

Mingi🦄: It has gone quiet…

Jongho🍎: Wooyoung are you okay?

Wooyoung🦊: Oh- my god that was a close call. I have to swipe San phone to delete that message

Wooyoung🦊: That would have ended badly. If he saw that…

Wooyoung🦊: Hmmm Mingi wanna hang out with me and san!!

Mingi🦄: Why? You never let me join…

Wooyoung🦊: Cause I am feeling nice 😊

Yunho🐶: If mingi get hurt, I won’t being you to the club anymore and you won’t get to see BTS

Wooyoung🦊: On second thought…mingi you cannot join

Yunho🐶: That what I thought

Beomgyu🐻: It gotta be San, who else have strong motive to do that to Kai??

Heuningkai🐧: Yeah!! Shiba made it one piece in the end

Jongho🍎: I am innocent for a fact. Even though somone made up this rumour I rip plush, I only do it to scare Mingi

Beomgyu🐻: I didn’t ask you…

Jongho🍎: I should say it, just in case somone decided to push the blame

Yunho🐶: Jongho, stop making it obvious. I can see you glaring from the kitchen counters

Yunho🐶: I will do anything to protect Mingi. I don’t care what happened to San

San🗻: Hey…that’s mean

Wooyoung🦊: Don’t worry! I protect you and Yeosang!!

Yeosang🍗: Don’t drag me into your weird friendship

Jongho🍎: Hah you weak hyungs! I got my muscles

Heuningkai🐧: Answer the question did San rip my plush? Yes or no?

San🗻: I don’t know what you talking about-

Seonghwa🌸: San come out of Wooyoung room. Let’s find your appa and we can talk together about your issue

San🗻: NO YOU CAN’T MAKE ME. I GOT MY KARATE SKILLS

Seonghwa🌸: Jongho you know what to do

Jongho🍎: Yay! I love lifting people up~

Seonghwa🌸: Beomgyu and Kai. I promise I get back to you two and prove that San is innocent. Just please don’t tell you Appa yet. I beg of you

Beomgyu🐻: Fine, you got 2 hours before I tell Appa. It was San

2 hours later

Beomgyu🐻: 2 hours is up-

Heuningkai🐧: Beomgyu, what if he really ripped my plush collection

Beomgyu🐻: I hope he not, he is such a sweet boy

Heuningkai🐧: I want to believe them but I heard what happened to Yeosang. Oh man he doesn’t sound normal

Hongjoong🏴‍☠️: Hello kiddos, we had talk with San. He said it wasn’t him…

Seonghwa🌸: Hongjong, tell them the truth San derserve to get punished

Hongjoong🏴‍☠️: But this is the truth, it really wasn’t San-

San🗻: Yeah!!

Seonghwa🌸: San I saw you dressed in black yesterday and I am missing my kitchen knife

San🗻: B-but

San🗻 is offline

Beomgyu🐻: IT IS HIM. LETS TELL APPA

Seonghwa🌸: Wait, wait

Beomgyu and Kai left the chat

Yunho🐶: What the hell!! San knocked me and Mingi down, he is mumbling his cover been blown-

Wooyoung🦊: Maybe he is playing detective again??

Yeosang🍗: Does it look like, he is playing detective to you??

Jongho🍎: He was acting strange 2 weeks ago…. Poor guy still in shock…

Yunho🐶: YOU ARE RIGHT-

Yunhi🐶: Guys, think about it! The Yeosang situation and the amount chaos he has being causing lately. And talking back at Eomma

Yeosang🍗: He is completely different person

Hongjoong🏴‍☠️: I am confused, cause San has been living with me for 2 weeks now. I have been trying to reconvince him I was joking!

Hongjoong🏴‍☠️: Plus San has lost his phone over 2 weeks

Seonghwa🌸: WAIT WHAT?

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gamerbearmira · 1 year

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You know, it would be really sweet if Julieta and Pepa knew about Bruno, Dolores probably told them after hearing how devastated they were about Bruno's disappearance, and they know how stressful their gifts can be, so they would obviously keep his secret, (probably wouldn't be the first secret shared amongst the triplets), not sure if Bruno would tell them about the vision, or at least that it was about Mirabel, it would be a great au, think you'd be willing to make a snippet about it?

YUH YUH❗❗❗

I got a little something. Its a little bit short, but I hope it works anyway <33

Les get it

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"Mama? Tia?" Dolores asked, peeking into the dining room, where the two were sitting at the dining table. Dolores' had come tk fetch them for something.

"Si mija?" Pepa asked, smiling at her 14 year old daughter, her dog's, Beau, head resting in her lap.

"Um...I have something to...show you..." She squeaked, letting her own shiba inu circle her legs.

"What is it?" Julieta asked, curious as to why Dolores was up so late; usually the girl was in bed by this time, one of the first ones asleep.

Dolores turned to the side, and whistled, then waited a moment. Suddenly there was the sound if Casita's tiles eattling, then claws hitting the floor running towards them. They were heavy, one of the bigger dogs---maybe Atlas? But that was strange, because he was almost never left Luisa's side, even at night. And sure there was Estaban, but Julieta knew for a fact he was with her husband in their shared room.

The two woman than saw a large black mass skid past the threshold. A couple seconds later, it came skidding back. Pepa had a cloud that thundered, and Julieta was speechless. Both Beau and Cocoa ran over to the large black dog and the three happily bounced around for a moment, before stopping.

"Arenosa...?" Julieta asked, standing up, and slowing walking towards the dog, Pepa doing the same. The dog seemed to understand and barked in acknowledgement, panting as Dolores' own dog leaned up against the large dog.

"That's...that's impossible. Its been almost two years," Pepa said letting her brothers dog jump on her and lick her face. Her cloud cleared up slightly. Arenosa had always been such a friendly dog, but mucb like Bruno, people judged him on appearance, and the big dog often scared people off.

"That's not all," Dolores said quietly and she turned once again, gesturing outside of the room. For a moment she seemes to silent argue, and she sighed. Walking out the dining room, she left the two women in confusion.

"W-Wait! Dolores!" There was whispering shouting from a very familar voice. Both Julieta snd Pepa froze when Dolores pushed Bruno into the dining room. Arenosa jumped down from Pepa and ran over the Bruno, to which the man ruffled hus black fur. He suddenly appeared to remember who he was in front of and froze, eyes shifting slowly to look at his sisters.

Both of the were speechless as they stared at the man, who gave a worried smile. "Bruno?" Pepa whispered quietly.

"Hola hermanas," Bruno said quietly, waving nervously. Suddenly Bruno was tackled by his two crying sisters who were bombarding him with questions, like where he had been, if he was eating enough, why he left.

"Why would you do that?! I thought you...you..." Julieta wasn't even able to be angry, instead she burst into teats again as did Pepa, who was raining but also had a rainbow.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't..." Bruno paused and stopped himself, simply hugged his sisters while their dogs seemed to cuddle in on each other as well. "I missed you too."

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Major W on Dolores' part <333 ANYWAY I HOPED YOU LIKE IT <333 It was so fun to write I'm not even gonna lie. Like really fun. Dogs are so cool <333

Bruno probably does later explain that he can't stay but they can visit soooo there's that but otherwise yeah, they're so cool 🏃‍♀️💨💨

#my asks are open #my asks #encanto #encanto au #au #encanto dolores #encanto julieta #encanto pepa #encanto bruno #dogs and doors #dogs and doors au

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can u share some head canons about kkym ? either about them individually or together i dont mind i just wanna hear ur thoughts on them <333

is kkym the abbreviation for them as a ship? sure i can share some hcs sdkjghsjkg, I should say that I'm very picky when it comes to ships insofar as romantically: if n when i ship them in canon don't really see them getting together until they're well into their 30s or maybe even early 40s—I think a lot of people will find that weird bc like. that's a long time to wait, and in fandom there's the pervasive notion of "once in love, always in love" where romantic love kind of. transcends all interactions? like if characters are in love at any point it means they must have been in love at all points? but i don't agree or relate to that and certainly not in this case they're both incredibly practical and cautious people, and especially about how they can affect others! I think they would both understand how it can be dangerous to enter into a committed relationship when you don't have a strong sense of self, and this is an issue for both of them up through anbu (so I just generally don't ship either of them during that time period) in jōnin times, kakashi is steady on to his way of understanding himself by the time Yamato has to join in—but Yamato...during the course of canon he starts to really come into himself as team Kakashi's co-captain, but I'm under the impression that the war arc kind of destroys all that progress. (um. understandably. i think being used as a dehumanized mokuton weapon to do harm to people you care about while not even being conscious of it happening is. kind of. the worst setback yamato could ever run into.) Furthermore, with his epilogue, it kinda leads me to believe firmly that he's lost the tethers he did have, and might've even accepted himself as a lost cause either partially or wholly (i can't...see him wanting to return to proximity around orochimaru as anything other than trying to like. regain control of the most basic elements of his dehumanization, ie: the mad scientist who did it first) it's!!! super depressing!!! his canon epilogue is super depressing!!! i don't think that i would want to see him in a romantic relationship like that—not until he's on stable ground again...

that said, PLATONICALLY...now this is my wheelhouse. i think that yamato was very involved with the training of kakashis current crew of ninken. he didn't do much training but he did record a lot of it so that kakashi could watch it over and try to correct his own mistakes (the only place a sharingan can't look, after all, is its user). kakashi has offered on multiple occasions to hook yamato up with his own ninken, and yamato refuses. he's not really a dog person (but i WISH he WAS because I am and I'd love to draw him with a dog.) Kakashi is a good cook—but only for a few meals. as a kid there was debate about whether he should be allowed to care for himself, or whether he should, by default, be absorbed into the inuzuka clan. he really fucking hated the idea, like. viscerally hated it, and endeavored to show that he was the worlds most autonomous child. he only knows about ten basic meals, but he knows how to make them backward and forward. he could make them blindfolded. Yamato...well. it's not that he's a bad cook exactly? It's more just that he. doesn't. cook. he likes to eat very basic things, raw fruit or vegetables for example, plain rice (perhaps with salt), or de-shelled nuts. he probably likes salads fairly well! When they cook together, generally Yamato is preparing the ingredients (chopping vegetables, etc), and then will slide them over to Kakashi who will do the cooking. They don't cook together often because they like to argue about food a lot—(a favorite habit stemming from when Tenzō was being weaned off food pills and onto like. proper meals) Neither of them bake things very often at all. When Yamato does step out of his comfort zone cooking, he's very by-the-book, and so when he sees Kakashi improvising (or perhaps following his own recipes or things he'd seen sakumo or maito dai do) he's generally quick to ask why! Their tastes are very similar as well, although if u were to chart it all out, Yamato leans slightly more towards bitter flavors, and Kakashi more towards umami flavors. both hate sweets and fried food They didn't talk a lot in the three years where Kakashi was a jōnin and Tenzō was still in anbu. Gai and Tenzō worked together (mostly at Gai's behest and functioning under Gai's plan) to get Kakashi discharged from anbu, and for a solid amount of time, Tenzō (who is very preoccupied with ideas of agency and respecting individual autonomy, since he had his own so thoroughly undermined) has trouble forgiving himself, and believing that Kakashi would forgive him for denying him the ability to make the choice to either stay in anbu or leave. Eventually, he sees, as Gai had told him he would, that Kakashi's mental health is improving, and he's able to relax and relieve himself of that guilt—but he still generally stays away until the Yamato/co-captaining assignment. It's not only that anbu is a tough gig, but also that he spent his time there working directly under Kakashi, and he needs to better solidify his sense of how he operates outside of that teamwork. He doesn't have a bad time, or a good time, but it's important to his growth to do so.

i think thats all i have off the top of my head??? i hope this has been entertaining!

#shikaemaru #yamswers #i really wish yamato were a dog person but i just cannot be convinced he is...#if he did have a dog it would probably be a little shiba #just because insofar as dogs go theyre. the most like cats? self contained...preocupied with cleanliness...#very pressure/space sensitive and generally like to keep a polite distance between themselves and other people or dogs #and very fucking cute...#but of course they are still dogs! itd go awoo awooo and yamato would be like. dear god. shh shh. we are in an apartment u cant just howl #yamato adressing a dog: ''sir i'm going to have to ask you to maintain your sense of decorum even within the walls of our apartment''#''because this is jōnin housing and the walls are fairly cheaply built. even though i illegally reinforced them they are not soundproof''#''and i happen to know that mr matsuzaki on the third floor has a chihuahua who has been looking for an excuse to howl all its life''#and the dog just like: :P :o P :o :V

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yukisnowywriting · 3 years

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Head Over Heels

Arataki Itto x gn!reader

genre : fluff

s/n : I think Itto is big fluff ball...he's hot too

Masterlist

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In Itto’s eyes, you are a cute little fluffy human. If he was to compare you to a fluffy sheep, he'd say you were probably related. You were definitely very cute every second of the day. But today was different.

Yes, today you were too cute, you were cuter than usual. He doesn't know why, maybe

it's your new clothes that you just bought, or maybe it was something else. He doesn't know, but you're just cute.

You were just sitting on Itto’s lap, as he sits on the grass, arms around your waist, watching the shiba inus playing with their families, chasing their tails. “It's so cuuuuuuuuuuuuute~” you kept repeating that sentence everytime the dogs did something cute.

Not like you who's paying attention to those cute dogs, Itto was paying attention closely to your face. His eyes lighting up when you squeal from the cuteness. You were passionately describing how cute the puppies were. He was so patient, but now his patience ran thin. He couldn't hold it in, he then rubbed his cheek on yours. He squeals like a child that got a doll that he had wanted for a long time.

“Hmmmmmmmmmm im sho happy~ hahaha!” he says as he continues rubbing his cheek on yours with a wide smile and a light blush on his cheeks. “Umph… what are you doing?~ hiii! Why so suddenly??” You ask while having difficulty talking. “You're just soooo cute today~ you're always soooo cute but today you're 2000% cuter than usual! Hihihihi” he answers with a squeal, a giggle, and a cute higher voice than usual.

You were so shocked, your face probably blue. “A-are you… possessed?” you say in a worried voice. “Oh of course not! Hahaha! Why would I want to get possessed and miss this cute s/o of mine??” he continues into a fit of giggles and pulls away to kiss your cheeks, your forehead, your lips, ears, neck, everywhere he could. “S-stop! It tickles” you complain with a high pitched voice, holding your laugh and scrunching your face up with a pout on your lips. Your scrunched up face made your cheek puff out, he sees this scene and his eyes widens as a shimmer of light crosses his pupils.

“AAAAAAAAAH you're too cute! I'll bite you!” he says and nuzzles his face in your neck. “Hah! I dare you to bite my cheek- akh!” He bites your cheek softly. “Mmmm~ hmhmhm” his giggles being muffled by your cheek. “Yaaaaa! You really did it! Eeeeew get off get off!” you squealed, feeling his fangs lightly grazing your cheek as you tried to push his face away. He then lets go and you wipe your cheek. “HEY! Don't do that!” you yelled. He gives you puppy eyes with a pout “but you said I could~”. It was quite abnormal to see an oni pouting and looking like a kicked out puppy, pleading to a human. It was great that there were no passerbys, if someone saw this, the Arataki Gang would be flooded by interviews.

You're weak for his cute face. “O-okay! Do anything you want…” And then he smiles and opens his mouth- “NO BITING! No biting! Anything but biting my cheeks!”He freezes and aims at yourneck “Neck is not allowed either!” He freezes again and goes back to his pleading face.

“U-ugh… okay… a-anything but cheeks…. Stil! No fangs!” He then had a mischievous smile on his face and went closer to your neck… then you feel it. He licks your neck. “AKH! NO TONGUE! NO BITING! NO!” you yelled with a flushed red face. “Heeeee…. Fine…” He then just continues kissing you and finally stops to nuzzle his head in your neck.

After a few minutes he falls asleep, small snores heard every once in a while. You then stroke his hair, smiling.

“Ah… he's really head over heels for you…” A member of the Arataki Gang seems to walk by, stopping for a while in front of you to say that while looking at you two and walking away like nothing had happened.

You were then left there with a tomato red face, and embarrassment.

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Yeah.... He's hot

#arataki itto #arataki itto x reader #arataki itto x y/n #itto x y/n #itto x reader #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin #genshin fanfic #genshin impact fanfic #genshin headcannon #genshin fluff #fluff #fanfic

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pastxlscorp · 3 years

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Bully! Mitsuya Fanfic (pt.1)

Chapter I: Inception

✿ Word Count: 2.1k

✿ Pairing: Takashi Mitsuya x reader

✿ Topics covered: (Eventual) Enemies to lovers trope, Y/N POV, tsundere-Mitsuya, bully! Mitsuya, fem. reader, minor manga spoilers, Bully! Mitsuya headcanons from last post

He lifted his large palm, coated in silver and black rings to match his attire. He was wearing a black mock turtleneck that matched his jet black hair. In his youth, he had lilac-colored hair that was either in a buzz-cut or grown out to a mullet. Now, he sported his black hair in his college-years. He was studying to become a fashion designer, a dream he had since his youth after his love blossomed for sewing. It had begun as a chore in order to keep his sisters satisfied and happy, saving money from buying toys by simply creating them himself. As he practiced it more and more, he began to realize how intricate fabrics were. How beautiful colors could come together and form the prettiest structures and designs -- how even the ugliest colors would look elegant if you paired them properly with the right colors, or carefully took apart the threads to create something new. You on the other hand were not studying to become a fashion designer, but rather a photographer. In your youth, you were a free-lancer in art and a quiet overachiever. You had many different career options open to you, but nothing really opened you up in the way art did. You participated in many different types of art, you loved painting, sewing, embroidery, name it, you’ve probably dabbled in it. One day, your class was introduced to your photography unit and all the puzzle pieces fell into the designated places, the pieces being lost and untouched for years. Nothing brought you more joy than snapping someone’s photo on the street to surprise them with the way the sunlight beautifully encapsulated their figure. Nothing brought you more joy than taking an eerily aesthetic photo of the rain pouring on the people below your building as a lady frolocked in the rain below, eager to rejoice in mother nature’s beauty.

Truthfully, your relationship had not started out the way it was now. With his palm ever so elegantly shoving you to the floor, your photographs spilling out of your portfolio as you hit the cold tile floor, protecting your chest by landing on your elbow and knee. Snickers, chuckles, giggles-- they all filled the hallway after seeing you collapse. Only a select few actually took pity on you, including one of his loyal followers, Hakkai Shiba. Mitsuya was usually followed around by two close-friends, Yasuda-san and Hakkai. Yasuda-san was also a fashion major, while Hakkai was planning to become a model. Mitsuya was very well respected amongst the campus for many different reasons. Firstly, he was gifted with the intellect of sewing intrigue designs that made everyone sigh in awe. Secondly, pretty-privilege. You hated to admit it but Mitsuya was a very attractive-looking man, his hair was always fluffed to the right extent, he was well-dressed, and leading into the third reason, he was smart. Despite being a part of the Tokyo Manji Gang, otherwise known as Toman, as one of the second division captains, he was able to manage schoolwork as an overachiever and was known for his intellect. Not to mention, keeping his division in check along with his two younger sisters AND the sewing club that he managed at his school? It was no wonder he was seen as the perfect boyfriend, he had all of his together. This was the reason why his disregard of you was seen as acceptable, everyone assumed you must have done something wrong for him to treat you this way, right?

Incorrect assumption. You have never done anything wrong to Mitsuya-- in fact… you don’t really remember doing anything to him, period. You both met by chance in his home-economics club, which he decided to suggest to the college board upon seeing there was not a club that actively encouraged sewing. At the time, most participants on campus were graphic designers, artists, not really looking to take the fashion industry by storm as Mitsuya was. However, he was able to persuade the board and even got petition signatures to seal it all off. He was the president of the club and upon seeing the posters taped in the hallways, you instantly took the opportunity to get any extracurricular activities on your transcript. He welcomed you into the club but it wasn’t like you got that much of his attention-- after all, the club filled up quickly with Mitsuya’s admirers. Although, shortly before he began his cruel treatment and behavior towards you, it actually seemed like you two were becoming friends. He would begin to check on you a little more frequently than the rest, tapping your shoulder with a warm smile, asking you how your project was going. You would show him your small projects, nothing too big as it had nothing to do with your major, but projects that you enjoyed and had fun doing nonetheless. He seemed most amused by the sweater you created for your dog by letting out a soft chuckle. In return, he showed you the sweaters he made for his sisters, who were now teenagers. It became a routine for him to walk over to you after checking up on everyone else and talk until club hours were over. He’d find anything to talk about and it made your heart swell with how he actually took the time out of his day to make sure you didn’t feel alone. You were sure he had picked up on how you lacked friends in his club, he was clearly trying to make you feel welcome and you couldn’t help but begin to admire him even more than you once had.

One day, however, it suddenly changed. His demeanor was suddenly cold and unwelcoming to you. You noticed when you walked into his club as you normally did, taking your seat. He did not visit you within the 10 minutes it usually took him to check upon everyone else. It took much, much longer, so you simply assumed everyone needed more help than usual. However, when he came over to your table, his words startled you so much that you pricked yourself with your needle, rushing your eyes to meet his own at his sudden harshness.

┃ “Looks like someone isn’t paying attention.”

The venom in his words made your cheeks flush with a tint of red, noticing some of the club members staring at you, also in surprise of his harsh tone. You open your mouth, quickly questioning his behavior, all of your words coming out panicked, in fear you’ve done something wrong-- something to disappoint, or upset him.

┃ “What do you mean, Pres? My projects have never been an issue before.”

┃ “Nicknames are a privilege. Call me by my proper title.” He snapped, your peers widening their eyes, for he never required anyone to call him by his last name.

┃ “...President Mitsuya, I apologize. However, you can’t just--”

┃ “Look around,” he motions his arm towards the surrounding students working at their tables, sewing much larger projects and others measuring their models for their designs. Your right eyebrow began to raise in confusion, he had never minded your small projects. Yet, here he was, embarrassing, no-- humiliating you in front of your peers about how minuscule your projects were in comparison.

┃ “Your peers all have their mind set on a big project or several larger projects. Yet, here you are with your small little trinkets. They’re working hard, and you’re doing the bare minimum to have your work completed for this club.”

Tears began to prick your eyes, questioning what his true motive was here. Surely, the projects weren’t the issue. This… this was too strong of a switch-up. Something had triggered this outburst of his, but you weren’t sure what. He was always stressed, all the time actually-- had he perhaps overwhelmed himself and he was taking it out on you?

┃ “(Y/N).” Your name so violently came out of his mouth, as if it had just crashed on cement. It wasn’t the silky and softer voice you were accustomed to hearing when speaking with him. “Get your head out of the clouds. Are you listening?”

┃ “Sir… I mean, President Mitsuya, with all due respect, you seem to be… unfairly targeting me. Some of these students are creating something as simple as a sweater for their friends, why is something for my dog any different?”

The rest of the club began planning your funeral. While never seeing him this upset on school grounds, they have heard about how foul he could get with his division members. Questioning him was bound to make him explode. They all froze, eyes drifting to Mitsuya for an incoming scolding.

┃ With a harsh grab, his fingers glide under your chin as he lifts it up to meet his face directly. “'You questioning me?”

┃ “N-no sir! I mean no disrespect, I just-”

┃ “You’ll be staying after club hours.”

┃ “B-but sir I have-”

┃ “I was NOT asking.” He half-shouts, dropping your chin from his harsh grip as he makes it back to the front of the classroom where he continues to work on his own projects. Your fellow club members pitied you at first, but after seeing how harsh he got later on with you as the bullying continued, they assumed this was the result of an external conflict.

You don’t remember what he told you after club hours. He was yelling something about how you were stupid, a dumbass, and well, you get the rest. Cruel words were thrown at you as if the day before he wasn’t so fondly helping you with the sweater for your dog-- helping you perfect the stitch of his name. Any time you questioned him or flat-out denied his accusations and heinous words, he would yank your chain and pull you so you were right in front of him as he stared down at you. It was enough to scare you out of ever providing a rebuttal, and you soon learned that as the bullying continued.

Now, here you are, on the floor, calmly collecting your portfolio photographs, not even phased by his now-normal harassment. Usually, a shove would be enough to appease him, but today it seemed like one of those days where he wanted more. He walked over to your kneeling figure as you collected your portfolio, your head turned away from him to avoid giving him any form of satisfaction.

┃ “What do you say after you bump into someone?”

┃ “I didn’t bump into you, dickhead.”

With a swift motion, he forcefully grabbed your chin and forced you to look at him, his lavender eyes piercing straight through you. He was clearly unsatisfied with your response.

┃ “What do you say after you bump into someone, skank?”

Every time you questioned him or talked back, you knew it simply made him angrier. You quickly learned that him acting out was his way of earning your attention, but for whatever reason it was, you couldn’t figure out why. What you did learn, however, from your many other incidents with him, is that he would praise you when you were obedient. Eager to get this over with and save yourself any more humiliation, you replied:

┃ “I’m sorry.”

┃ “I’m sorry…?”

┃ With a sigh, you continue, “I’m sorry, President Mitsuya.”

He smirks, now satisfied with your answer. He taps your cheek with his right index finger and replies:

┃ “Good girl.”

You swipe your face away from his grasp and continue collecting your photographs, along with your notebooks and planner that had slipped out. Mitsuya scoffs as you once more retract your attention away from him and walks away with Yasuda-sun snickering. Hakkai, however, stays behind and examines you for a few brief moments. He walks over to you and begins helping you organize your bookbag. You look up and smile-- despite his silence, his eyes offered every form of apology he could give you. You had learned Hakkai was afraid to speak up to Mitsuya because he was his best friend and was afraid any talkback from him would only result in a deeper hatred for you. You didn’t mind, however, you just appreciated how Hakkai kept you grounded. He helped you remember you didn’t do anything wrong, this was Mitsuya’s doing and his alone. Hakkai was always well-dressed as well, you noticed. He was wearing an incredibly long trench coat with beautiful shades of baby blue, ocean blues and a bright orange that made everything pop. It covered a black mock turtleneck that seemed to be matching the one Mitsuya was wearing and in fact, Hakkai also seemed to have an earring on one ear, similar to Mitsuya. It appeared that he deeply respected Mitsuya, his outfit seemed to be heavily inspired by his own. With everything settled in your bookbag once more, he offered you a pat on the head with a smile as you nodded and thanked him before running off to your first class of the day.

✿ a.n. // I finished this chapter while finishing my AP Psychology hw. I had started writing it and then idk why but I was re-reading the manga and went “wait, now what if we have Hakkai and Yasuda-san…” and ta-da, take my 2.1k words of pure a$$. If this chapter does well, I’ll be sure to upload it on my ao3, too. special tags for @the2ndl and @bren-heron because they both really wanted a fic out of this concept. I hope you enjoy loves <3

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sashi-ya · 2 years

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here to give my boy ace some love. with the soba stand and a f!reader. i’ll leave it up to you if you want sfw or nsfw if that’s okay!

also love this cute event! wano is the best!🥰

My sweet Mimi!! Of course! I chose to write this request in a SFW way, based on the special drawing Oda made for One Piece Magazine of Ace and Sabo at Wano! So I hope you like it! It's pretty sweet and cute! Thank u for requesting! Love u!! 💖 ~

~ 🌸 Cherry Blossoms Over Wano Event 🌸 ~

Sfw~ Portgas D. Ace x F! Reader ~ Sangoro's Soba Stand

tw: no tw. fluffy and sweet. For this AU Ace is alive and has traveled to Wano with Sabo who is also ok. (as it should have been, Oda). Inspired by this drawing Oda did for One Piece Magazine .

A/n: I'm not trying to imply something happened in between Sanji and Ace in the past, but heh well, it's up to you what you wanna interpret hehehe ~ Also, I named (@kwnblack did) the dog in the drawing as Dango

wc: 1.6K

Like this event? masterlist 🌸~

Orange like fire, he models his kimono tied around his waist. His hair has grown a little longer, and he is now able to tie a full natural ちょんまげ (chonmage) over his head. Two swords, swords he is not able to wield perfectly but just for the look he carries.

He has tasted onigiris, dango, and everything edible so far, while he waits for his younger brother, the cry-baby, Luffy to create the ruckus needed to defeat Kaido and free the land of Wano.

Sabo, his brother, accompanies him. He is a little concerned, but he knows the gum gum boy will be able to escape safely from Udon prison.

“We should go and help him” Ace suggests, munching a big onigiri and scratching the little beard he has left to grow on his chin. “We will see how it goes. I’m sure he will be all right, but I have Koala there to supervise and call me whether it is necessary or not” Sabo says, with a hint of worry in his voice.

Both brothers look at each other, and somehow no words are necessary when it comes to taking care of his brother…

Suddenly, Ace feels attacked. A fluffy Shiba dog runs into him just to steal the rice ball he is holding from his hand. He chokes but soon starts laughing, as the doggie licks his cheeks clean from several rice grains.

“Dango!! Come here! Oh my god! I’m so sorry, sir!” you run towards them, trying to catch Dango, your Shiba dog. His leash cut and he ran towards the first stranger holding food he could see.

Once the blonde man helped you grab your dog properly, the sweet laughter of the poor victim filled your ears. He was still lying on the ground, laughing, and wiping the dog’s slobber from his face when you came closer to help him stand.

“I’m really sorry, Sir” you tell him, lending your hand to him.

Warm and soft, his palm grazes yours. As he stands up, your eyes are blessed by the sweet countenance of a man, that deep inside looks like a child. Wavy black hair, a beautiful smile, as bright as the sun, freckles scattered on his cheeks like aces, like stars.

Love at first sight, yes, that's what it is. Bewitched by his beauty, you stutter a couple of times, before being able to offer him to buy some new food.

“S-sir. I am deeply sorry. Please, allow me to buy you something to eat in compensation for my dog stealing your food” you tell him, as he slowly let’s go of your hand and fixes his orange with a chrysanthemums pattern kimono.

“I’ll be more than pleased, miss” he says, already so cheerful accepting your offering - despite you thought he would say no, at all-. “Ace!! You’ve eaten enough!” the blonde guy scolds him, and you learn his name is probably Ace.

Both brothers begin to fight, bickering so childish. “Ramen head” and “Freckled bitch” were the names they used for each other and you couldn’t help but see the resemblance and giggle.

“I can buy you two plates of Soba from that stand right there” you mumble, trying to break the fight. Both look at you, straight faces that slowly change to beautiful smiles.

Ace walks up to you and grabs you from your hand. “Let’s go, this ramen head has a special mission with a special someone now, so he won’t be able to accompany us” Ace hiss to his brother, showing clearly, he wants to be alone with you.

Sabo sighs, and nods. “Go ahead, my silly brother is right. Gotta attend some major compromises. Thank you so much for your offering, Miss” he says, smiling sweetly.

“No problem!”

The soft hand of Ace, around your wrist feels so sweet and caring. It’s almost as if you have known him since forever. “You say you wanted to eat some soba?” he asks, pulling you out from your constant stare onto his freckles. “Oh, uh... yes! That Soba is the best in Wano! Since I tasted it a few weeks ago, I loved it!”

The stall is full of people waiting for their plates, women, and children excited, men absolutely delighted by the amazing taste of the Soba noodles. The blonde guy making them, professionally folds the dough and even puts up a show when the buckwheat turns to an elastic, golden pasta.

Ace drools, he is clearly into eating delicious food more than you could have expected. “Oi! Sangoro! Two plates!” he chimes but he stops right there when the blonde cook looks at him. Both amazed and happy.

“Ace??!” the cook utters. “Sanj-... SANGORO!” Ace answers back. Apparently, they know each other.

The guys hug, and you realize they do know each other… too damn well. While you stand next to him, waiting for the soba or his attention, you realize they might be at least good friends… Sangoro, who has another name but for some reason both decide to go with the lie, spots you and his eyes turn to hearts. “BEAUTIFUL LADY!!” he exclaims, bowing at you. “Are you perhaps Ace’s girlfriend?”

Your cheeks turn more than red… his girlfriend? “She is my companion this beautiful sunny day; his doggie here decided our destinies will cross today. By the way… what’s your name?” Ace asks, realizing he has never asked your name, yet still pulled you to some kind of a date.

“Oh… uh… I’m (Name)” you tell him, petting -a lot harder than you should- Dango’s head. “Nice to meet you, (Name). Please, have this special Soba from me” Sangoro says, handing you two (and Dango) a plate of his delicious gourmet preparation.

“Thanks man” Ace mumbles, and from the tip of his index finger a little flame appears, lighting the cook’s cigar that hangs from his lips. This man is a total tease, and he doesn’t even have to try… Sangoro’s cheeks turn as red as yours, and his blue eye show some kind of panic. Who knows why?

Both sit on the little stairs of a house, and while devouring the Soba, Ace falls asleep all of a sudden. Even Dango stops eating his plate to breathe, but this man not only does not breathe when eating but also falls unexpectedly asleep. You look at him with a noodle hanging from your lips, unable to swallow because this is way too weird.

He snores, and you can’t help but giggle. What kind of man is this? He produces flames, he pigs out without munching enough and now falls asleep. But, although he acts weird, you know he is a sweet man.

You whisper, getting closer to him to try waking him up. “Uh… A-Ace?”.

Suddenly, he opens his eyes but starts choking like crazy. You hit his back several times until he is able to breathe back, with tears in the corner of his eyes and laughing so cutely.

“So, what were you saying?” he asks, acting as if nothing happened. “Oh. uhm… nothing. This Soba is delicious, isn’t it?” you say, to ease the awkwardness and simply have something to say.

Ace comes closer to your face, and his fingers pick something off the commissure of your lips. “Apparently, yes” he says, and shows the little noodle that’s been stuck there for who knows how long.

You widen your eyes, completely sunk into embarrassment and cover your face with your hands. Dango, your fluffy friend, also covers his eyes with his paws, feeling second-hand embarrassment from you. But Ace is different. He doesn’t laugh at you for such a silly reason and instead he doesn’t move away. You can feel his warm breath on the back of your hands and even a smile that you can’t see but it’s clearly there.

“Why are you so shy?” he asks. You spread your fingers, just enough for your eyes to see him looking at you. Close, so close. “I…Uh… I’m s-sorry” you mumble. “For what, (Name)?” he asks again. His presence feels intimidating, but even though it does, you sense he has no mischievous intentions with you.

Ace lovingly pulls your arms down, to uncover your countenance. “Can I see your face?”. “Uhum” you hum, with a trembling voice.

Freckles so close to you, you are tempted to play “connect the dots” with them just to see what magical drawing they reveal. For some seconds, your eyes got fixed on each other, grey burning irises on yours, what do they want to tell?

Your lips barely separate, as if they were waiting for something from him. His sweet smile, showing a little from his teeth. A connection impossible to break -it’s not that you actually want to-. Slow, little by little, closing your eyes you wait for his lips to graze yours. And he takes all the time to do so.

But when he finally does… It feels magical.

Just a soft peck, a chaste kiss at first.

Slowly but surely your mouth will allow his tongue to enter, maybe you just met him and maybe it’s not correct to kiss a stranger so fast… but who cares?

His hand grabs your waist, pulling you close, a smile you can feel pressed against yours, anticipating a passionate kiss…

A passionate kiss that your dog gives both of you, as Dango jumps over you two licking your faces of the little traces of some soba that could have been left on your cheeks. Apparently Sangoro’s plates had a sprinkle of something irresistible…

“DANGO, NO!!!”

“Okay, okay Dango, I will give some kisses to you too!” ❤ ~

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violettelueur · 3 years

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FUSHIGURO MEGUMI || MORE

| featuring : fushiguro megumi from jujutsu kaisen

| warnings : grammar errors, but other than that n/a

| form : imagine

| word count : 1112

| published : 30 december

| request : Oh your cafe is so cute! May I request a one-shot/fic of Fushiguro and his soft S/O having a make out sesh? You know the type that makes your stomach go 🦋🦋 and your dizzy but it’s so good? I’m sorry if I’m so specific 🥺🥺 I hope you have a lovely day 🥺💖

| barista’s notes : so it is 3am in the morning and i have no a single clue on why i am awake but here i am ʕ ㅇ ᴥ ㅇʔ to be honest, i am not good with makeout scene at all but i hope this is up to standard to you all! other than that, i hope you enjoy your cup of classic black coffee (jujutsu kaisen request!) and please come again soon when the cafe is back open ʕ￫ᴥ￩　ʔ

Standing in front of the coffee brewer had somehow become a regular occurrence in your morning routine. However, you didn’t mind at all since you always needed an energizer in the morning due to the late nights you had to stay up to fill out reports - probably because Gojo had handed you his work since he never really did his own - as well as missions that took you longer than expected to complete.

While waiting for the coffee to finish brewing, you sluggishly looked over to the dish rack near the sink to quickly find the pair of mugs you were looking for before carefully reaching over to grab them as well as avoiding any plates that you might touch as you didn’t want to make any sound for the person that was sleeping in the same room right now.

After grabbing the mugs, you turned them over so you could pour the warm brewed coffee, only to see the cute Shiba Inu designs that were on them staring at you with their black painted eyes. From what you could recall, when you and your boyfriend started dating, you thought it was a cute idea to get something matching wherever it would be jumpers or even rings since you wanted to celebrate your newfound love with the shikigami user. However, the second you saw the cute mugs on the window display when you went shopping with Kugisaki one day, you knew you had to get them due to the fact that the Inus reminded you of his divine dogs that you adored so much - even Kugisaki agreed that it was a cute couple item to have.

Another thing you could recall was his reaction when you showed them to him. You remembered the cute surprised face he had expressed only for it to be replaced with a light rose blush as he thanked you for the gifts before suggesting that you leave them in his dorm room so you didn’t have to continuously bring your mug over when you wanted to have a coffee with him, even though you knew in the back of your mind that it was just an excuse for him to use later on in your relationship when he wanted you to stay for the night or just for him to invite you over when the both of you were free. Although, the small but fond memories brought a small smile on your face as you continued to admire the endearing image on the matching mugs.

Suddenly, your felt a pair of arms snake themselves around your waist causing you to jump a bit before you felt the similar ticklish feeling on your cheek leading you to relax in the person’s hold since you knew his hair was the most erratic when waking up.

“You’re awake Mimi?” you questioned, as you finally placed the pair of mugs down onto the counter before grabbing the coffee brewer to pour out the dark caffeinated liquid into the mugs.

Feeling Fushiguro’s head up and down on your shoulder, you knew instantly that the only reason he had gotten out of bed was due to the fact that you weren’t there when he woke up. Another thing you could recall was that Fushiguro was an extremely clingy person when he woke up first thing in the morning - completely the opposite when he is outside of the dorm room - and once he was fully awake and aware of his surroundings, he would bashfully deny the way he was acting even though you knew from the way he would look to the side to avoid any eye contact with you, that he knew how he was acting in the morning.

“Do you want some coffee? I made some when you were sleeping,” you asked, as you slide the cups to the side for the coffee to cool before turning around in his arms to face him, only to see the adorable sight of his extremely messy hair with his glassy ocean eyes that were still filled with tiredness - but you couldn’t blame him at all, he did stay up last night on his phone waiting for you to finish off the avalanche of paperwork that was pushed at you even when you told him many times that he should go ahead and sleep first.

However, you didn’t even get a response from the shikigami user, which was something you weren’t surprised about. However, what you were surprised about was when Fushiguro suddenly placed a random kiss upon your cheek leading you to turn to him with widened eyes before he unexpectedly placed his lips upon yours leaving you off guard with his uncharacteristic affection. Although, before you could pull away to ask if there was something wrong, you felt something being placed at the back of your head leaving you no choice but to surrender to the feeling of his sweet lips upon yours to which lead you to raise your arms and place one over his shoulder while you place a hand on his cheeks to somewhat encourage him to carry on.

Even though for some reason you feel ashamed to admit it, you were enjoying this newfound confidence he had sudden gain as you felt his other hand began to wander around your body causing you to moan at the satisfying sensation before he angled his head to the side slightly to deepen the kiss, surprising you on how he still had enough air to continue.

Deciding that you were running out of air, you quickly hit his chest trying to indicate to him that you needed a break to which he instantly understood as he slowly pulled away from you, only to see you blushing profusely as you were heavily breathing with your swollen lips from the intense make out that was going on a few second ago.

“What was that for Mimi?” you quietly asked, as you tried to make sure he wasn’t under some magical potion that caused him to act like this, only for him to look at you with a pout - as if he disappointed that your little makeout session had ended. Once you were able to get your breathing under control, you leisurely moved your hand from his cheek to his large black jumper to aggressively pull him closer to you before you shyly whispered in a quiet tone, “more” leading to the black-haired sorcerer to place his lips upon your again to which caused him to groan at the feeling he was desperate for since he woke up, leaving the two mugs of coffee to become cold before you could even take a single sip.

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evajellion · 2 years

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ShiroSuki: Dog breeders, liars, rabbit endangerment, and more

So lemme preface this by saying I’m not the type of person to be a backseat pet owner, nor do I really know a whole lot about dogs. This is more about the owners being liars, exploiting for monetary gain and Youtube doing nothing about it as usual.

Meet ShiroSuki, a popular Shiba Inu channel with 641k subscribers (originally at a higher number but it began dwindling). I discovered them by accident while I was scrolling through pet videos during my day job.

Now these owners aren’t beating their dogs or anything. In fact, Oliver Tabone, the owner, seems to spoil them (especially Shiro, the male), however he is also a breeder and seems to put the fame of puppy money before the concern of his own pets.

This post is just going to go over each thing that has happened in regards to the channel, and why you should try to report it to Youtube or remove it from your feed if you can. Because obviously we do not want people who exploit their animals to have a platform.

1. Overbreeding and the after effects

Anyone who knows a little bit about dogs is not keen on breeding. Usually you want your pets spayed and neutered right away because breeding causes all sorts of health problems unless someone is a professional. However, Oliver has decided that the best way to make money on YouTube is to simulate to the audience that his two dogs are married and that Shiro is the “angery daddo”, on top of breeding them and selling the pups.

While it’s claimed that the two dogs are from “champion bloodlines” they have too many behavioral issues to be bred together. One being Shiro’s abhorrent aggression, eye allergies, and hyperthyroid. He snaps at any male dogs or humans that aren’t the owners and will often growl at even his own pups. (in the past, Shiro did not growl at his pups, which may suggest a problem developed as years passed) Despite this, Oliver refuses to scold him and constantly coddles him, not even correcting him when he humps the legs of others. Shiro is also notably overweight.

Suki on the other hand, often suffers panic attacks and has actually struggled in giving birth to her fourth litter, causing her a lot of pain as the owners forced the pups out of her. She appears to be a lot more thin than Shiro and has mild swelling in some places due to nursing. She often snaps at Shiro for bothering her, but unlike Shiro, Suki is not as favored. In a couple of videos, Oliver’s partner hit Suki on the face for trying to correct the hyperactive puppy they just purchased. (Raya)

Even with all of these problems, Oliver checked with another vet to give Suki the green light for a fifth litter. Even though she was supposed to be retired so Raya could be the new brood mother. Oliver was originally going to only have her do three litters, but decided breeding her out was more worth it.

2. Stressing the pet rabbit

Probably one of the biggest offenses that border close to actual abuse. Before the fourth litter, Oliver purchased a baby lop rabbit named Kiki, and claimed that he consulted people to ease everyone’s concern. It started out just fine, with Suki’s maternal instincts kicking in as she would groom the baby rabbit, but as expected, problems came as time passed.

First was Shiro’s usual aggression, coming close to snapping and not being properly corrected. Keep in mind, rabbits are prey animals and Shiba Inu are closer to wolves than most dogs are, they are a hunting breed. Which means they will be more proactive to wanting to kill or pursue the rabbit.

This became evident when Suki had her fourth litter and the twin pups started jumping Kiki and biting her once their teeth had fully developed. Of course, Oliver would laugh, continue filming the event and play happy music over the rabbit being terrorized. Kiki would often have her heart racing and she would desperately trying to hide behind or under objects to get away from the dogs.

As of now, Kiki has been isolated from the rest of the family to a single room, but we do not know if she is being fed properly or given a decent free roam space. Oliver is prone to mishandling her though, and Kiki actively avoids being pet by him.

I got shadow banned trying to point out to Oliver that the mistreating the rabbit was not cute. Speaking of which…

3. Deflecting, shadow banning, and white knights

When it comes to responding to comments, Oliver is very selective. He will almost always heart and put cutesy praise comments up at the top of his videos. Concerned comments, while more upvoted, will be buried most likely or outright shadow banned.

The comments and moderation are usually the funniest part and the only reason I actually stuck around with this awful channel, because they were usually more interesting than the videos themselves.

An example of Oliver deflecting, which is one of Oliver’s most common retorts when responding to comments he doesn’t agree with.

About 12 hours later, the replying comments were removed.

Though a fully grown man, Oliver often will reply in a very childish manner rather than give simple yes or no answers. An example I sadly lost was when someone asked when the dogs would be neutered already, and Oliver angrily responded with how the commenter would feel if they were mutilated. Rather than simply saying no to continue having pups.

Another example that is completely lost is the instances where one commenter remarked about the high number of strays in Malta (the country Oliver lives in) and another encouraged adopting instead of shopping. These comments were instantly voided an hour later. Oliver refuses to create proper arguments and just shuts everyone down.

If the comment doesn’t get voided, chances are it will be piled on by delusional white knights who comment on every video and “love the potat famblee uwu”.

4. Sexual content geared towards young audiences

This is… a tough one to talk about.

So obviously from the artwork and the comically poor grammar, this is a silly pet channel very much geared towards children to teens who are find of Shiba dogs. Y’know, especially with how much the Doge and Cheems memes took off, it’s inevitably that kids will learn about this breed and want to find more humorous content.

However, Oliver cannot help himself and constantly films his dogs in intimate actions. Mind you, this is not at all for education purposes like Animal Planet or something, he keeps playing silly music and subtitles over the dogs licking/sniffing each other during heat… mounting each other… and as of recently, outright “trying the knot” so to speak.

This content does not need to be shown. It would be one thing if it was seldom, but Oliver has pumped out several videos of Shiro attempting to mate Suki within the past couple weeks. Again, I do think children should be educated on how animals act, but this isn’t exactly educational. Dogs need privacy too.

And yes, children do watch this channel judging by a majority of the audience avatars as well as one person even saying they show these videos to their daughter. Yikes.

Youtube is a free platform and I do not agree with censorship or the “THINK OF THE KIDS” nonsense when videos are clearly aimed at an older audience. But these ones clearly aren’t, pet channels are almost always geared to families.

Oh yeah, can I talk about the merchandise while I’m at it?

Now you can have unhealthy dog aggression plastered with “funny text” as your phone case. Isn’t that lovely?

In short, the ShiroSuki channel is run by a greedy breeder who censors anyone who questions him and puts his animals at health risk for ignorant audiences to eat up. And Youtube being Youtube, just allows it.

There’s not much more I can really add. I don’t even have any plug-ins. All I can say is to encourage people to do the right thing. Adopt and don’t shop. If you see a stray that isn’t feral, try to do what you can to take care for it. Do your research before getting a pet, neuter/spay if you can afford it, and donate to charities!

Anything is better than giving this exploitation channel your time and money. Thank you for your time and please share this if you can.

#shiba inu #dogs #shirosuki #youtube #animal exploitation #I really dunno what to tag this with so it gets traction rather than being hidden-#long post

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writemyaceattorneys · 3 years

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Widget Anon here again!! because I did also want to send in a request ghsndshbfds,, could I ask for headcanons for Athena, Gumshoe, Maya, and Sebastian with a very emotional s/o? (totally not projecting, shhhhh) like, they just see a dog and they're like "yes, my day has been made!!!!" but at the same time if something even remotely sad happens it's just straight tears (real story, was watching spirited away and when chihiro cried in the garden I started crying too hngfhdsa)

You know what Widget Anon, I very much thank you for this because now I can project as well, I COMPLETELY get what you mean and these need to exist so thank you for giving me the opportunity to make these Headcanons exist.

Also sidenote, Gumshoe is actually one of my comfort characters at this point 😭👍 I love writing for this man so much he’s actually just so cool, he is the OG Himbo in this series and he deserves everything good in this world, istg.

🎇Athena Cykes🎇

🎇First of all, Athena Cykes can read people’s emotions plus she’s really empathetic so putting her with an S/O who is also very prone to heightened emotions would make it more likely that she would also absorb those emotions so she’s going to be very compassionate and caring towards S/O.

🎇So whether S/O is feeling absolutely overjoyed over something that they saw that day or bawling their eyes out over a film or something that inconvenienced their day, Athena is going to be right there alongside them, picking up on those emotions and responding appropriately.

🎇Athena would absolutely strive to make S/O happy, especially knowing that due to their emotional sensitivity, when they are happy they are truly at the peak of positivity. So she’d make them lunch and take them out on dates and seeing just how truly overjoyed S/O is in those moments is absolutely worth it to her. If S/O did start to cry due to this kindness, Athena would be there for them straight away. She truly cares so much about S/O.

🎇If S/O wanted to return this kindness to Athena, she too would be absolutely amazed and would be sure to make the appreciation that she feels crystal clear to S/O (although with Widget’s habit of verbally stating how Athena is feeling, she won’t have to do too much in order to make S/O know how appreciated they are).

🎇On the flip side, being prone to more heightened emotions means that when something bad happens, no matter how inconsequential it may appear to other people, it can just really get you down. So if S/O had a particularly bad day and came to Athena on the verge of tears, she’d be so worried about them and would be quick to sweep them up into a tight hug.

🎇You can bet anything that she’ll do all that she can to cheer a highly emotional S/O up, she’d make them dinner, give them a hug while under a ton of blankets on the couch and put a nice film on for them that wouldn’t make them more emotional.

🎇If someone in particular did something to intentionally upset S/O, you can bet that Athena would absolutely tear into them, and if they refused to apologise she would send them flying (hopefully not hitting any bystanders while doing so). “You want to make S/O cry?! Take this you heartless fiend! Hyahh!”

🍜Dick Gumshoe🍜

🍜This man. THIS👏 MAN👏 (Mod Miles approves of Gumshoe very much and sees him as a comfort character 😩👌) He just gets along with everybody and is a massive himbo. I love him so much.

🍜He’s also very sensitive! But he’s also ridiculously loyal to those he cares about so he’d absolutely do his darned hardest to be supportive of S/O if they were very more sensitive to their own emotions.

🍜He’d absolutely make lunches for S/O every day with whatever ingredients he can afford on his salary (it's mostly gonna be weenies and rice) which is already going to be so flattering to S/O, however, if he saved up for a couple of months in order to splurge out on some other ingredients then he can probably expect to have S/O be so overwhelmingly happy when they meet up after work that evening. He can expect a massive hug and an even bigger bunch of “thank you”s!

🍜Another thing! Gumshoe is training Missile the dog so at some point he’d introduce S/O to Missile and it would absolutely make their day. They’d be so overjoyed to see this little Shiba Inu and would be sure to give him a ton of scratches. Fully expect to find S/O buying Samurai dogs especially for him.

🍜Of course though, S/O could be made particularly upset by something, maybe they happened to read something that upset them or watched a film or TV show that turned out to be really sad so they’d naturally go to Gumshoe in a pile of tears, unable to fully put into words what has exactly caused them to just start crying. They can expect to be pulled into a big Gumshoe hug. He looks like the type who’d be really good at giving hugs, he’d even take off his lucky detective coat and drape it over their shoulders if he thought it might cheer them up a little bit. “It’s okay pal! Don’t cry, we can talk about it later if you want to.”

🍜If somebody did something that hurt S/O’s feelings, he’d be pretty angry. He’d ask them to apologise (“pal”) and if they refused to then he’d get pretty frustrated with them and give them a firm talking to, he doesn’t care who it was that made S/O cry, he’s going to teach them a lesson! (If the person who upset S/O happened to be Miles Edgeworth then he can probably say goodbye to that month’s salary 😭😳)

🔮Maya Fey🔮

🔮Maya is pretty childish! Although she’s also someone who is fiercely loyal and who looks out for the people that she cares about. So she is the perfect person who will indulge S/O in positive situations and comfort them when something has upset them.

🔮Maya will do her darned hardest to make S/O happy every time she sees them so S/O will soon come to associate Maya with free serotonin. She’ll take them out for food (Ramen? Burgers? Ramen burgers? All of the above? Who cares!) and will be sure to indulge in their interests, although if S/O is also a massive Steel Samurai fan then fully expect Steel Samurai marathon dates at every opportunity.

🔮S/O might come to her one day and just tell her just how much she makes their day better and start sniffling because she’s just so lovely all of the time. Maya will be sure to pull S/O into a tight hug and tell them that she doesn’t plan on stopping because making them happy is her favourite thing to do. She might lightly tease them for being emotional but she loves every moment of it.

🔮It would be an absolute shock to Maya if S/O came to her while really distressed and upset about something. She’d be quick to drop whatever she was doing and just pull S/O in for a hug before taking them off somewhere private to talk about things. Whether someone had upset them or something that in retrospect might be a silly inconvenience had happened, she’ll reassure them the best that she can.

🔮Anyone that upsets her S/O will soon find themselves facing the wrath of the angry 5ft spirit medium and they will regret every minute of it. She knows when and where to pull her punches in terms of dissing people and she won’t spare anything for anyone who hurts S/O’s feelings 😤

🔮She’ll tell S/O that if they ever want to talk to someone who has passed on, she’ll channel their spirit any time (and for free 👀) if they just want to say their last goodbyes, S/O would definitely appreciate this if they had a family member that they never got to say goodbye to.

🔮Overall, Maya is just a supportive girlfriend who will do all she can to make S/O happy and will be there for them whenever they need her. Maya is best wife 😤👌

🎵Sebastian Debeste🎵

🎵Let’s not lie, Sebastian is probably just as emotional and sensitive as S/O. Their relationship is going to be built on the two of them building each other up and supporting each other at their high and low points. (Mod Miles approves of this relationship)

🎵He’ll do his darned best to impress S/O, he’d probably show off in front of them but would still be very surprised when S/O finds what he does to be really interesting. He’d appreciate that they don’t treat him like an idiot as well.

🎵Sebastian and S/O might go on a walk one day after work and if they see a dog while they are walking, the two of them are gonna be clinging to each other while trying not to freak out about how cute it is. They’d definitely talk about it all the way home and he’d just be in awe at how kind and gentle they are.

🎵If S/O and Sebastian watched a sad film, S/O might find themselves getting upset, so Sebastian would be quick in pulling them into a secure embrace and reassuring them (although if S/O looks closely, they’ll see tears brimming in his eyes too). He might start another activity with them as a distraction if it’ll help and then once both of them are feeling less upset, they’d probably talk about their feelings for a while.

🎵If somebody willingly upset S/O, Sebastian would probably get so frustrated himself! Seeing S/O being upset would be enough to trigger Sebastian’s own sensitive emotions, he’d run up to S/O bawling his eyes out just as much as they are while wrapping them up into a hug. If they happened to be sitting on a couch, he’d have them sitting on his lap while he cries into their shoulder and tells them that it’ll be okay.

🎵The next day, Sebastian would probably go to Miles Edgeworth to get his advice and support to go after whoever made S/O upset. He might not have the courage to do it on his own but if the person that he looks up to was there too, he’d feel a lot more courageous. “Hey! You-you leave S/O alone, I won’t let you hurt them. Apologise right now!”

#Widget Anon #ace attorney x reader #x reader #athena cykes #athena cykes x reader #dick gumshoe #dick gumshoe x reader #maya fey #maya fey x reader #sebastian debeste #sebastian debeste x reader #emotional S/O #ace attorney #Mod Miles is an emotional wreck themselves so this was too good for me to write #i hope this is coherent

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bubblyhoney · 3 years

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warnings: sailor language, suggestive themes/mentions of sex, drinking, nicotine use, being tipsy/intoxicated. no graphic or explicit nsfw content besides basically tonguing and giving hickeys and an ass grab.

tags: karl jacobs x fem!reader

words: 1898

A/N: i wrote this thinking that both people in this fic are of drinking age; i’m not, but i thought it would be a cool idea. i can assume many adult gatherings feature alcohol, so yeah. drinking isn’t integral to the plot of this fic. also it is pre-(or post)pandemic bc it’s just a general rule of thumb to not have parties right now.

“Don’t, kill, me,” Karl warbles, setting down his bottle with a sigh. Freaks plays loud and tinny on the TV, album cover bathing those occupying the couch in a grayish light. Those occupants being just you and Karl. The room is lit with purple string lights and that one thrifted lamp with frogs on the shade he’d sworn was the best purchase he’s ever made. You’re sprawled out on the other half of the sofa, ankles crossed and a can of vodka seltzer swaying in your hand. The song changes to 20 Min by Lil Uzi and your foot bounces to the beat.

“What time is it?” You sigh, placing the nearly-empty can onto the coffee table next to your apple berry-flavored pen. He flicks his wrist towards his face.

“2:46,” he delivers, and takes a swig of the Angry Orchard in his hand. His sixth, specifically. The rest of the group had left roughly ten minutes ago, leaving the two loneliest people to drink alone. You, thoroughly tipsy, decided it was better to spend the night on his spare than pay $50 for an Uber. He agreed, of course. Why wouldn’t he?

Lifting onto your elbows, you just stare at him. He lifts an ankle to cross over the other and your eyes drop. What is his fascination with Spongebob socks?

“We should play 20 questions.”

“What?” His head swivels like a bobblehead and a giggle barely escapes your lips.

“20 questions!” You say excitedly, heaving onto your knees to look at him earnestly. “You go first.”

“Um, okay.” The song fades into Paper Planes and he bobs his head to the beat. “What’s your favorite breed of dog?”

“Shiba inu. Are you a virgin?”

The fucking tone of your voice makes him dissolve into giggles, hand pressed to his chest. You just shrug, reaching for the pen in the table. “Fair question, I think,” you say defensively. His chest heaves, but he sits up.

“No—no, I’m not a virgin.” His cheeks are red, but he’s smiling like it was an easy answer. Your mind floods with images of his long hair in your face, long fingers—a sweaty chest. You shake your head. “Okay, my turn,” he continues, giving you a weird look. “would you rather kiss Chucky Cheese or Ronald McDonald?”

“Karl!” You whine. “That is not how 20 Questions works!” You grumpily pull from your pen, blowing the smoke out of the side of your mouth. Eughk. Apple berry sucks.

“Fine, fine,” he sighs, rolling his eyes. The tell-tale guitar chords of The Adults Are Talking floods the room and his face brightens with a new question. “Have you ever been to a concert?”

“Yes, actually. The Jonas Brothers in 2009.” He wrinkles his nose, finishing his cider and dropping it onto the coffee table with a sharp noise. Your eyebrows furrow. “Don’t you dare badmouth my boys.”

“Wasn’t gonna!” He reaches for your pen and you give it to him with a slight pout on your lips that he glances at.

“Good. Where is the weirdest place you’ve had sex?” A grin climbs your lips.

“Jesus Christ, Y/N.” His eyes widen and smoke curls out of his nostrils as he hands your pen back. You just shrug and pick up your discarded seltzer. “Gimme a sec to think.”

“So many places?” You tease, finishing the last drop of your drink and crushing it beneath your palm. He shrugs, mirroring you, and cracks open another cider. He seems to think, brows furrowing, as he pulls a swig from the dark bottle.

“Boat.”

“Boat,” you repeat.

“Yup.” He looks at you, gaze flickering to your lips imperceptibly fast. If you were sober you’d probably notice, but you’re not and you don’t.

“You’ve fucked on a boat?” No way. Karl Jacobs. On a boat. Having sex. What an image—

“Yeah, senior year was great for me.” More Than A Woman fills the space of the silence as you consider this. You blink, processing.

“Whose boat?” You're genuinely curious. Was it a yacht, pontoon, fishing boat? Row boat? The sudden scene of him getting his foot stuck in a fishing net while pantless clouds your vision.

“My girlfriend’s.” And that’s that on that because he’s moving on before you can open your mouth and continue the discussion of the logistics of this. “Stop investigating, perv. Now it’s my turn. Hmm— wait! Where is the weirdest place you have had sex?” A sneaky grin is on his lips and now you just want to kiss him, damn it.

“I-Uh. I think it was under the bleachers. I also had a great senior year,” you offer, scooting forward on your knees so that you’re only a foot from Karl. He looks impressed, actually.

“Who was it?”

Your eyebrow raises in question.

“Personal question or one of the 16 left, Karl?”

His cheeks heat and he looks once to the TV.

“Personal,” he mutters into the mouth of his bottle.

“It was Brian Hernandez,” you sigh, gazing off into the distance with a fond look in your eyes. You feel the end of the game of 20 questions as you see him chew on his bottom lip from your peripheral. “Dude was insatiable. Managed girls’ basketball and looked damn good doing it.”

“I managed girls’ soccer,” he says simply, uncrossing his legs. “My girlfriend was goalie.”

“How long did you guys date?” You fold your legs up underneath you, tucking a lock of hair behind your ear. You feel the most sober now out of all tonight.

“Dunno.” He sips at his cider. “Couple weeks maybe?”

You smirk. “Karl Jacobs puts out in the first couple weeks?” That’s hot, you don’t say. He gives you a look. “18 year old Karl was a player,” you tease, leaning forward to poke at his chest.

Smacking your hand away, he sighs and lifts a hand to tousle his hair.

“Guess he was.” Clear eyes meet yours and you take a hit from the pen that lays discarded in your palm. He watches the smoke float from your mouth. The TV screen swipes to Deceptacon and the mood quickly shifts. “So.” He turns toward you with lifted eyebrows. “You were a total nerd in highschool, huh.”

Your jaw drops. “I was not!”

“Come on; yes, you were.” He makes a face and drains half the bottle of cider. “You probably were in SpellBowl and every teacher’s pet.”

“Nice try, bitch. You were a dumb jock. I’ve seen the pictures. The yearbook pictures.” You look pointedly at his hair.

“My hair was not that bad.”

“Yes it was.”

“No, it wasn’t,” he grumbles and pushes his hand through his long curls. “Just a little… short.” It’s your turn to make a face.

“A buzz cut nearly to your scalp is more than short.” He huffs at you and finishes the cider just as the song switches. “Anyways.” You don’t really have anything to say, actually. Too busy thinking about teenage Karl smacking tennis rackets around and fielding lost soccer balls for his girlfriend. She’s long gone, right?

“Are you wearing lingerie?” Karl asks suddenly and you look up. He stares pointedly at your chest and you move a hand to pat at your stomach.

“Oh,” you start, and flick the last three buttons open, fabric falling to reveal a baby blue lace corset. “Yeah.” He can’t seem to stop imagining what’s underneath it. Fuck. “Do you like it?” The tone in your voice is taunting and he has to look away.

He clears his throat and places the second glass bottle onto the coffee table.

“Yes.”

You rise onto your knees and pull your arms out of the button-up, letting it fall back on the couch.

“Do you want to touch it?” You're looking up at him from underneath your eyelashes, he realizes, and you know exactly what you’re doing. You’re not asking if he wants to touch the corset; you’re asking if he wants to touch you.

“Can I?” He glances at you warily. You just nod, and it’s then that you’re shuffling forward. The material is soft on his fingertips when he brushes a hand across your torso. “Silk,” he mumbles, and stares, transfixed, at the loopy flower pattern crawling across your waist in shades of milky blue. You just hum and watch. He realizes suddenly when he traces a finger up on the ridge of the neckline that you’re not wearing anything underneath it. It makes him stop in his tracks, neck flushing. “Are-are you—,”

“Wearing a bra? No, I’m not.” You lay a hand on his shoulder, hoisting one leg over his thighs and settling down comfortable on his lap. He bristles then relaxes as you slide a hand up into his scalp. “Do you want me to show you?”

He glares at you, barely annoyed, and shifts so that his large hands rest in the curve of your waist. Poison starts in the speakers as his eyebrow raises.

“Do you normally wear corsets when we all hang out?” A lock of your hair moves past your cheek as he brushes it out of the way. His mouth tilts into a smirk. You seem to think about it, lips pursed, and grip both his shoulders in your hands.

“Only when I’ve got someone to impress.” A hand on your lower back presses insistently and you fall further into his lap.

“Who are you here to impress, Y/N?” He’s barely an inch from your mouth now, and can’t seem to keep his eyes on one part of your face. Cool breath fans onto your cheeks and they warm. God, he’s even cuter up close.

“You,” barely passes your lips before he’s taking the side of your neck into his hand and stretching to connect your lips with his own.

Cherry, you think. Cherry chapstick, that cheeky bastard. Taking your wrist in his hand, he loops it up and around his neck. You’re making a noise into his mouth, you realize, right as he’s sliding a hand down to the side of your thigh and gripping it between his long fingers. You shiver as he pulls away too soon, pressing a small kiss to the corner of your mouth before sinking his teeth into your neck. The gasp that leaves your mouth is surprisingly loud and your cheeks flush further. He just hums, pleased, and stretches an arm to the opposite side of your waist to hug you closer. Warm lips move on the skin of your neck and his tongue darts out few and far between the kisses.

“Fuck,” he breathes when your hips jerk forward once.

“Sorry,” you whisper up at the ceiling, eyes falling shut. “reflex.”

He grins against your neck and moves to grip an ass cheek in his palm.

“Your reflex to me licking a hickey is to grind into my crotch?” he teases. You just have to nod, lips parted, as he soothes another bruise with his tongue.

“Karl.” He seems to either not hear you or ignore you for he’s removing himself from your neck and connecting your mouths once more. “Karl,” you stutter between kisses, and he squeezes at your ass.

“Yes?” His lips are bitten and puffy when he pulls away, a smug look on his beautiful face.

“Take off my corset.”

He looks between your face and the lingerie, eyebrows raised in surprise.

“Don’t mind if I do.”

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