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blackvelvetwriteson · 3 years

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Hi, could I get a one shot fem! black reader x Kakashi, please? (can be nsfw or fluff, it's your choice)

Hey there! Thank you for the request 🥺🥺 I had a bit of a roadblock with this one simply because I couldn’t think of a prompt, BUT I eventually thought ‘why not write about the holidays’ so I got into a groove with it! Once I got into it, it was a really fun write! I hope that this is what you expected and/or lives up to your expectations!

𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄𝐒

( ~ Kakashi Hatake x Black Female Reader Insert ~ )

GENRE: Fluffy Fluff!

FANDOM: Naruto Shippuden

TRIGGER WARNINGS: There really are none for today, it’s pretty fluffy for today!

SUMMARY: Reader-Chan wants to celebrate the holiday season this year because she never got to, but she doesn’t necessarily know how to approach Kakashi about it since he never celebrates the holidays (or ever even heard of them for that matter.

WORD COUNT: 4303

(Headers are mine, but the art inside of them are not! Please don’t steal or repost without credit!)

For some reason, you were in an incredibly festive mood this time around. Maybe it was something about how the gilded sunlight made yours and Kakashi’s home feel more… Well, home-y. Maybe it was the remnants of your food that you’d made earlier for your lunch still lingering around the house, or the kids of the village running around outside of your windows, whether subliminally training or not undeterminable, reminding you of your youth. Time had gone by so fast, and already you’d been in Japan for about two years and a half. You already knew that, in general, the people of the area didn’t celebrate Halloween, and actually it was a week AFTER Halloween would’ve taken place in America, but something about today… Something about today made your festive bone quiver and you decided to do SOMETHING to celebrate.

Since you’d picked up on the shinobi not celebrating American holidays like you were used to, you avoided asking Kakashi about it. Come to think of it, he never really did anything you were accustomed to besides the staring thing; and when you got together he tried to give you food related nicknames. You had to sit down and explain to him why it wasn’t okay and why it made you uncomfortable and then he thoroughly apologized and left it at that. He didn’t really have any nicknames for you, and from research you found that most women in Japan (and men) only go by their given names with -chan/san at the end which was cute, but if everyone had to call you that then it’d lose meaning and it wouldn’t be as cute.

Even still, though, you decided that today would be the day that you participated in the festivities of the holiday season that, in America, would be fast approaching. The only question for you was who you were going to dress up as and suddenly a thought formed in your head as you popped up from the couch and scurried to your guys’s room. You’d dress up as your hero, your boyfriend Hatake Kakashi! He wouldn’t expect it, you’d be able to see how everything fits, AND it’d be cute- at least you thought- and it’d give you something to do so that the crisp, perfect day didn’t go to waste.

You sifted through the closet with eager eyes as you hummed softly, some of your curls coming loose and falling down by your face, your dark brown beautiful eyes twinkling as you pulled out the parts to the outfit he wore from day to day, your eyebrows knitting a little as one corner of your lip lifted a little. “This man, so help me black Jesus,” you whisper softly noticing how much heftier your wardrobe was than his. He had the same outfit to go over about 5 or 5 times, black sweatpants, black shorts, and 3 different headbands all crushed, neatly, together on one side of the closet while your clothing took up the other half. You shook your head and closed the door with your hip once you were sure you had everything you needed for your little plan. You looked it over excitedly, your slender auburn fingers contrasting almost perfectly against the colors of his uniform. “Damn… I never noticed that till now,” you laugh softly as you remove your shirt and start to pull on articles of the outfit, trying to mimic exactly how you saw Kakashi wear his so you didn’t accidentally disrespect him. Of course he only had 2 masks and a shirt with a mask that you’d sewn onto it, and you decided not to mess with any of it. You didn’t want to hide your face at all whatsoever, especially behind masks that might’ve well have been your boyfriend’s comfort items. You had pretty much everything on, the worn out navy blue bringing everything together, the green brightening your pretty almost black eyes. You giggle softly as you look in the mirror and decide to do something with your hair before it dried completely- you’d taken a shower only 30 minutes prior and your hair was a little damp. You scurry off to the bathroom with the bandage and garter in one hand, your yellow hair pik in the other. You looked extremely excited, for once taking a moment to completely love and indulge in yourself. Being in an area where your existence was offensive to others to suddenly going to a place where absolutely nobody looked even close to you was an extreme shift, but Kakashi made it okay, literally brawling with anybody that so much as looked at you the wrong way. You had a small bit of tummy, but he loved that about you; and it’s not like it slowed you down any, made you unreliable, or made you any less attractive than you were. In fact, to some people it wasn’t even really noticeable unless you were wearing certain things. You also had to drop the American style and adopt the Japanese locale and honestly, while that was a HUGE shift, Kakashi helped with that too. Sometimes you’d get yourself in trouble with how you spoke though; that American lingo that’d been generationally passed down to you finding its way showing up and showing out, especially when someone wanted to make fun of your hair, or your physique and compare you to the other local girls, most noticeably Ten-Ten, Lady Tsunade, Sakura, and Hinata. They argued that the more pale girls were more attractive; because you could play in their hair and you wouldn’t have to worry about one slowing you down- at which remarks you stuck the shit talkers to a tree with your kunai for hours after you thoroughly cussed them out and ribbed them a little, telling Kakashi what’d happened so he could go cut them down. On the flip side, the kids absolutely adored you and loved when you were out so they could play tag or ask you unnecessary questions or get some treats from you.

You quick-washed your hair in the sink and started to blow-dry it deciding that you’d give yourself an at home blowout so that you could complete the look. Being the multitasker you were born into being, you found something to prop the blowdryer up while you piked your hair out quickly, smiling as you watched your hair fluff up, watching your coils straighten and then get bigger until it couldn’t anymore. Then it hit you; Kakashi hadn’t seen your hair blown out except once and that was while you were braiding it back and his eyes were fixated on your fingers as he wondered how a person could do that. At this point, your hair was halfway done, and while you let the tool dry your hair even more, you attempted to wrap the bandage around your thigh and it only BARELY made it, your thigh utterly choked in the process. You looked down at your leg and then pensively looked at the garter and decided that wouldn’t fit around your leg and you let out a frustrated sigh. “That man, is fine as fuck, but why he built like a bean pole,” you huff quietly as you let the bandage loose from trapping your thigh before your mind wandered to him. “…. Aight so maybe he got a LITTLE bit of muscle, but we aint talkin’ about that right now,” you laugh softly before looking at your phone seeing that he sent you a text signifying that he was on his way back from training for the day and that he was fine. You smiled cheerily at your text and tilted your head some at yourself, using your pik to fluff your hair out more before you scurried back to your guys’s room and snatched one of his spare headbands up, securing it quickly and tactfully. You looked at yourself in the mirror, your hands coming up and sliding into the arm holes of his navy green vest. You turned to one side, then to the next, then finally you looked at yourself from a front profile and your eyes glistened a little. “You’re… so heroic,” you mumbled under your breath before you heard some clatter coming from outside of the room.

“Oh right… You can do that,” you say as you open the door and watch him freeze completely in his spot, his eyes slowly raking over you from head to toe then back up again, his stoic expression unchanging from what you could tell. “H-Heyy… Honey,” you smile nervously as you wave with one of your gloved hands. He walked towards you and slipped one side of the headband over one of your eyes and then he stifled a soft grunt under his breath.

“It’s Kakashi. We’ve talked about this,” he said softly before he looked over his shoulders, his hands sliding in his pockets again as his back straightened out some. “….Why are you wearing my clothes,” he asked with a slight edge to his voice, meanwhile you were still frozen in place, your legs starting to quiver some. You didn’t know why he was being so cold to you and it made you just a little insecure. “Particularly… Those,” he said as he stared at the wall below the TV you both had, his legs crossed as he leaned back into the couch.

“Damn so you not gonna say ‘hi.’ Or ‘I missed you,’ or nothin’ like that hm? Well… My bad, I guess I’ll just go take it off,” you say softly, the spirit of the day becoming crushed. He mused softly and his head only tilted a small bit. He didn’t even look at you and you noticed this. The whole time you were here… The whole time you were together the only thing you wanted was his eyes on you and his praises. You were struggling and it was on you for the most part because you hadn’t reached out to him for help. He was a real big one for “say what you mean or need,” or something like that. You LOVED the idea behind the last stretch of the year; the days designated for giving thanks, hanging out with the ones you love, amazing food, and gifts, and movies, and music. All of it… But having come from where you had, you never really had good times or a good chance to make memories. Now that you were old enough to have someone of your own and actually be able to create memories, you wanted to… But instead you’d been trying to force it out of your life to make your man happy, however you weren’t having it anymore. You just didn’t know how to bring it up.

“Mm.. What’s-“

Before he could even finish speaking, you’d vanished back into your guys’s room and shut the door behind you. He sat back in the seat and he let out a low drawn out breath and then stood up. Within one second he vanished from the living room and appeared right in front of you with his arms crossed.

“I asked why you were wearing my clothes, not that you had to take them off,” he said as he looked blandly at your hurt expression. “And I was trying to ask what was up with you,” he said as he reached one hand out and gently tipped your head up, his free hand reaching for where your bangs covered your eye but then he stopped as he usually did and he tilted his head some. “May I?” He spoke from behind his mask. You push his hand out of the way and move your hair out of your face by yourself, your sharp eyes peering into his. This time his eyebrows rose a bit more noticeably and usual and he waited for you to talk so he could listen, his hands now in his pockets.

“Yknow… I’ve tried to work what is normal to me out of my system… And when I was younger, that would’ve been… Easier. But now, it’s not… Kakashi, when you don’t look at me it makes me feel undesirable… Because nobody else looks at me unless they’re making fun of how flat and wide my features are… or how damn burnt I look even though this is my natural skin tone! I just… Want you to call me your baby once in awhile damnit! I want to call you *mine* and not just… Ka-ka-shi. Everybody calls you that… And… I get jealous when I see the other people hanging out with you, the cooler people with the sharingan variants, or the cool eyes and the people with the slim builds, or the people with the advanced shinobi skills that are greater than mi-“ You hadn’t noticed that while you were talking, Kakashi pulled his mask down, then you were interrupted with a kiss. It was a soft, but soulful kiss; the kind where one of his gloved hands had you by the chin and the other by the back of your head. The kind where you could feel his body heat completely wrapping you up. The kind where you felt his trembling breath break his completely calm composure. Your hands were gently pressed against the back of his arms, one of your hands at his elbow as he pulled away and allowed his eyes to slowly open. His shadow was cast down onto you and you saw his eyes squint a little, his smile hidden by the mask he’d pulled back up after the kiss. On the other hand, your eyes were wide and your lips were barely parted, your eyes glistening as you looked over his mostly hidden smile. Your knees buckled under you and he helped make sure you didn’t fall, his chest pressed against yours.

“You done?” He asked as he helped you stand upright again. You were dazed just staring at your man and he smirked a little as he pulled his mask down again still standing close to you. “I see… You want everyone to know that you’re mine and vice versa? That’s it? That’s why you’re wearing my clothes today…? You want me to… Call you mine? Right?” He spoke quietly, he was ONLY talking to you, his deep voice getting a little more hoarse as he continued to drone on, his hands on your hips pulling you closer to him, his intense gaze still cast into your eyes. You swallow hard and nibble the inside of your cheek. “You want you to call you my baby? My beautiful, perfect baby girl? Hm? Is that why you’re acting out? Or… You want me to show you that I care more, right? Maybe… You want me to make dinner once? Or bring you flowers? Or watch you train? Or… Cheer you on? Right? Perhaps tease you a little… Or hold you this close all the time?”

You nod slowly and then look away already knowing what this was sort of leading up to but his slender fingers forced your gaze back on him.

“Look at me when I’m talking to you, baby,” he said softly as he tilted his head a little. “If you wanted that… Why didn’t you just say so? I can’t read minds… And I’m still relatively new to this whole… Romance scene,” he said softly as he gently stroked your cheek with his thumb. “You know this. I’m a little… Dense? I’m not sure if that’s the proper word. But…. You’re just… Ugh… I didn’t know that me hanging around people made you jealous- perhaps it’s in my best interest to just tell you how much you mean to me all of the time. You’d want that too, right? I know you would,” he said softly as his fingers gently trailed up your back. “Or… Maybe you want to have a little bit more sex? Is that apart of it?” The question made your eyes wide, skin burn with an invisible blush, and your jaw drop a little. He let out a hollow laugh in turn, gently pushing your jaw up to close your mouth with the tips of his fingers. “Baby steps. I got it. For now, let me just say this: You’re beautiful… All of your scars, curves, marks and all. Those coffee colored eyes of yours are so much more… Stupefying than any sharingan I have seen and will ever see…. The little spark they get when you’re determined, or that soft glisten when you get embarrassed,” he said as he looked over your whole face. “Your body… Your whole body… Is amazing… You don’t have to be slim to be an amazing shinobi; and so help me, my beautiful queen,” he says softly as he leans down so he’s eye level with you. “If you ever discredit yourself like that again, I’ll work you out so that you’re not able to move for the next week. You’re right on the fast track to be a fine shinobi- possibly even the greatest at that. Well… Not greater than me, but that’s another story and another conversation,” he said quietly as you were pushed back onto your bed while he stood over you. “Are those idiots getting into your head again?” His eyebrows furrowed a little as his hands slipped back into his pockets.

Finally you were able to find your words again and you crossed your legs out of habit. “Y-Yeah… For… Like… The past 3 weeks they’ve been telling me that I’m too slow… Or I’m too… Wide… Or making fun of me and my eyes, or making fun of how dark I am… Or making fun of my hair! My damn hair! It hurts… A lot… And we’re together, but I don’t want to be known as that abnormal girl that calls on her boyfriend every time she needs saving. I got it… Aight? I can handle that… But… That’s why I need YOUR praises…. To validate me I guess… I already know I’m THAT… girl… But I want to hear it from you… I want you,” you mumbled softly. “And the reason I’m dressed up like this is because I’m dressed up for Halloween- In America it’s a day where people dress up and do their makeup and hair and have fun at parties or go trick or treating to get candy and stuff! I’ve always loved it despite not being able to… Participate much,” you say softly as you rub your arm. “I dunno, I guess I just wanted to celebrate the holiday season this year- even if we never do it again, I at least want one memory of a great holiday season with mine… With you,” you say softly. He listens to everything you say with an opaque grin on his face.

“If that’s what you wanted, then why didn’t you just say that?” He said softly as he climbed over you, his hips barely resting in your lap as your heart skipped a beat. He pushed you to lay down on the bed and his hands rested right by your head, your eyes peering up at him with a soft grin rested on your face.

“I-I d-didn’t w-want to get told no… I d-didn’t want to… Bother you with something that seemed so insignificant… I didn’t want you to think of me as weak,” you say softly as he gently kisses your neck. You shuddered a little and bit your lip as you tilt your head up some.

“Well now’s your hot seat,” he huffed quietly against your neck. “Tell me what you want, tell me everything you want, and I’ll do it until you tell me that you don’t want it anymore,” he said as he looked back into your eyes, your hands rested against his chest as you thought for a moment before speaking again. “W-Well… I want you to call me your baby and vice versa… Or come up with a nickname or something… I want you to watch me train and root for me, I want you to let everyone know who I belong to, but allow me to show who you belong to, too… I want you to tease me and hold me close… Everywhere… I want you to go on dates with me and do holiday stuff with me… I want you to make me feel wanted and loved… I just fucking want *you* Kakashi…” you say softly as you look up at him. Upon gazing, you notice that his expression had soften significantly, and the hold he had on you was more protective than ever. “A-And I guess more s-sex would be cool,” you say softly and he chuckles quietly in return. You reach one of your hands up and gently cup his face, your thumb gently caressing his cheek. “You know… You should smile more… You’re quite handsome when you do… Well I mean you’re fine as hell either way, but I like it when you smile… And laugh like that…” you say softly as he leans his head into your hand a little more. He kisses your clothed palm and smiles just for you and suddenly you took on a breathless expression, your eyes halfway open as he blushed a little and you just took this moment to adore him, everything about him. “That’s what you want from me? Okay,” he said softly before moving to pin your hand weakly to the bed above you, his eyes both gazing into yours- well as much as he could anyway seeing as your hair practically swallowed your face leaving your bottom half of your face exposed for him. You could see him just fine, he just couldn’t see you… And for the moment that was fine. His gentle lips pressed against yours from above and your eyes fluttered shut as usual when this happened. You felt a little touch starved because he didn’t like contact very much, but he was warming up to it a little more. You wrapped one of your arms around his waist and pulled him closer, and then the two of you melted into each other on the bed in a fit of grunts, deep, passionate, soft kisses, dulcet giggles coming from the both of you, his hand wandering up your waist up the natural curve of your body as yours tried to find where his clothing allowed you access to his skin. You found it, your warm fingers contrasting against his lukewarm skin. He jolted a little and let out a groan before looking at you again, nibbling your lip gently before he pulled away. “You’re amazing,” he whispered quietly and breathlessly against your lips as you tried to control your breathing again.

“Says one of the most notable and historic ninja warriors of all time,” you say with a soft chuckle, moving your hair out of your face so you could look at him and so he could look at you.

“You know… Paths like that carry plenty of… Skeletons in the closet, right?” He said softly as his gaze intensified only a little bit.

“Yeah, and? You still made it… Everyone looks up to you… You’ve killed people and seen plenty of your own killed… And people that couldn’t handle it… Y’know… But, Kakashi Hatake,” you say softly as you turn his head back towards you and your own expression hardens a little. “No matter what, I’ll still love you like the day that I met you… Just like that day you first came to protect.. Well the other person- after they were bullying me… After you checked to make sure I was okay… Baby I love you, and as long as you love me too, I’m gonna be on your side. I’m your woman- I’m your queen, right? A queen needs her partner in royalty, and this house is our kingdom. You’re my king, and unapologetically mine… And I’m the same for you,” you say quietly as you sit up and smile a little. “I know you haven’t been sleeping, Kashi,” you say softly as you gently kiss his lips. “I’m not a super heavy sleeper… You’re safe now, though,” you say softly as you run your fingers through his hair. “Let me go make dinner tonight and… C-Can I decorate?” You whispered softly, expecting a no as you turned and gently pushed him to make him lay on the bed and he chuckled softly, gently grabbing your hand.

“If decorations are what you want, then I don’t have a problem with it,” he said softly, kissing the back of your hand gently. Your skin burned with an invisible flush and you pulled the covers up on him, trying to make the room just a little more homey so that he could sleep better.

“I… Wow… Um… Okay,” you say softly, lighting a candle and setting it on the nightstand, standing in the doorway. “I d-don’t know if I said this already, but I’m gonna make a hot pot for dinner… And I’ll go see if there are any pumpkins in the area… I’ll make us some pumpkin bread and make some cookies for the kids,” you say with a beaming smile, looking at your sleepy man who was already cuddling a pillow on his way to sleep. He admired your soothing voice, able to relax for the first time in a long time, and how the golden sun gave you a gilded glow that made your skin twinkle and your eyes illuminate the room. He had never felt so lucky to have someone as good as you to him, and that was the last thing he saw- or thought- before he slipped off into dreamland and you disappeared behind the door to excitedly start dinner.

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amethyxtnix · 3 years

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1.166 Seeing Double?

And the answer to that dear readers is NO.

You most definitely are not seeing double.

Presenting Rahul eating a chocolate cake on the right.

And to your left is Jenesis. In all his teen form.

Definitely a carbon copy of his dad.

And that is Rasila in the middle.

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dat-paw · 4 years

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The Victor’s Laurels

[In which travel arrangements are discussed and plans are made...]

Ingvald Bloodhound: You've got friends in high places, miss Alaq'it. Ingvald Bloodhound realizes he made a pun, and coughs. Alaq'it Moks looks at Ingvald Bloodhound in shock! Alaq'it Moks: I-What now? Who? Ingvald Bloodhound: The Majestic Theater Company. They've offered to lend us passage to the Far East. Linini Mooglesworn almost lets out a groan at Ingvald Bloodhound's words.

Suraja Solveig gazes upon Ingvald Bloodhound in deep reflection. Orella Steelhand DOES let out a groan at the sound of the Majestic. Alaq'it Moks: The... oh! The air-ship! Yes, I would say... OH! HIGH! Alaq'it Moks bursts out laughing at Ingvald Bloodhound, and continues laughing a bit longer than is reasonable. Linini Mooglesworn: A miracle that they'd deign to offer us passage again. Nivelth Ajuyn: ...Even after all the trouble we caused? Nivelth Ajuyn remembers the mess she made of disintegrating that poor Garlean's heart. Priscilla Scaevola smiles; she would take any chance to get back on that airship. Suraja Solveig takes note of the amount of people here she hadn't met yet. A bit stress-inducing, but she'd do her best all the same. Alaq'it Moks: Well, really, do they not meet much trouble on their own? I think it should be fine, except... Alaq'it Moks groans, remembering her friend. Ingvald Bloodhound looks at the two others, whose faces he does not recognize. Jude Paw raises a hand in greeting. Jude Paw: Oh, don't mind us. Linini Mooglesworn fails to understand Jude Paw. Ingvald Bloodhound is unconvinced. Ingvald Bloodhound: You're... Riskbreakers? Jenesis Labariel rises from her chair languidly, surprising for such a tall woman with a lance strapped to her back. She extends her hand toward Ingvald Bloodhound. Jenesis Labariel: Of a sort. My name is Jenesis, I'm a friend. Jude Paw: A Riskbreaker and a friend of the Riskbreakers, yes. I'm Jude. This is my associate, Jenesis Labariel. We received a communication from A'zaela Linh. Linini Mooglesworn gazes upon Jenesis Labariel in deep reflection. Alaq'it Moks perks up at A'zaela's name. Ingvald Bloodhound takes her hand firmly, looking between the two - and deciding it's better not to question them. Linini Mooglesworn: Ah. I recognize those names. I've heard of exploits from both of you. Jude Paw: We're here to help - any way we can. Jenesis Labariel: I have extended my lance a time or two when Ashelia has requested it. A'zaela Linh and I are also.... Jenesis Labariel searches for a word for a moment. Jenesis Labariel: Close. Jude Paw: Yes. Close. Jude Paw sips a mug of something and side-eyes. Ingvald Bloodhound: ...Welcome, then. Nivelth Ajuyn looks to Alaq'it Moks, wondering if she knows anything about that, but says nothing. Priscilla Scaevola makes a note of that in her notebook. She wonders about the availability of the spunky Miqo'te. Jude Paw: We did not mean to interrupt. Please, continue. Ingvald Bloodhound scans the rest of the bar. Ingvald Bloodhound: ...I think it best to make our way to Kugane. Suraja Solveig shrugs at Lif Silverlode. Lif Silverlode nods to Ingvald Bloodhound. Ingvald Bloodhound: It will be a quick stop, but we should all take the necessary precautions - to avoid unwanted suspicion by the Sekiseigumi. Jude Paw: I am known to the city guard in Kugane. My work with the HBA takes me there often. My presence will draw no suspicious eyes. Jude Paw smiles crookedly. Jude Paw: As for you lot, I could always just say you're tourists I'm showing around... Ingvald Bloodhound: That... may be helpful. Priscilla Scaevola nods. Priscilla Scaevola: Kugane is a good starting point. While the Sekiseigumi is a pain, so does it hinder our enemies as well. Nivelth Ajuyn: That might be preferable, given our last misadventures in Kugane. Kiri Kha: I've been to Kugane a fair amount myself. I'm not sure I'd pass for a tourist. Ingvald Bloodhound: In that case, you could be a guide yourself. Perhaps you can lead those who have yet to visit the city. Linini Mooglesworn: Just take care not to draw your weapons for any reason. Suraja Solveig once again enlists Lif Silverlode's help and whispers. Suraja Solveig: What's a Kugane? A'zaela Linh remembers vividly the sounds of the Bokairo Inn burning. Maybe she should get a haircut. Jude Paw: In my experience, the Sekiseigumi only answer force with force. So long as we maintain a low profile, I think we should be alright... Kiri Kha nods to Ingvald Bloodhound. Nivelth Ajuyn offers A'zaela Linh a humble greeting. Jude Paw waves a hand toward A'zaela. It's a very hi, mom kind of gesture. Lif Silverlode whispers to Suraja Solveig. Lif Silverlode: It's a port city in the eastern island of Shishu. It's one of the few that is open to outsiders like us. Suraja Solveig gazes upon Lif Silverlode in deep reflection. Ingvald Bloodhound: Very well. Airships to the Far East leave on the hour, meaning the next departs in... twenty-five minutes. I'll see you all there. Ingvald Bloodhound leaves without so much as another word. Ivan Amov seems lost in thought. Jude Paw: ... Chatty fellow, isn't he? Linini Mooglesworn follows him without any fanfare. Orella Steelhand shrugs, and follows after him without a word. Lif Silverlode: That's not a lot of time. I'd better grab my things. Kiri Kha shrugs. Not everyone is good with words. Nivelth Ajuyn: So we're going just like that? I thought-- Damn it, I need to pack too. Suraja Solveig: I'm pretty much ready t'go. Jude Paw: True enough... Jude shrugs. He kicks a small bag he'd brought with him. It's almost definitely full of snacks. Good thing I came prepared. Kiri Kha: I've had a bag ready since this was all mentioned. A'zaela Linh: Hope you're packed, Jen. Jenesis Labariel smiles at Jude Paw. Suraja Solveig nods to Kiri Kha. Jenesis Labariel moves over to A'zaela and touches her arm in a gesture that's meant to be affectionate, reassuring. Jenesis Labariel: I'm ready to go. Alaq'it Moks knocks elbows with A'zaela Linh.

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jenesislabariel · 4 years

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Day 4: Clinch

Clinch transitive verb 1. to fasten in this way 2. to make final or irrefutable

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“Complicated? Complicated how?” Jenesis pursed her lips, regarding her long-time friend with concern. Kyrn’s head tilted as he raised an arm and gestured behind himself.

“Follow me in a little deeper and you’ll see what I mean.” Jenesis fell into easy step behind him, followed by Mirazu. Zan moved into the rear, head canting to the side every so often as his ears flipped, listening intently for any threats that might be lurking behind them.

The four of them walked in silence. As Mirazu had said, they were in unfamiliar territory where anything could happen and they were woefully underprepared. They had each other, though, small comfort that it might have been. Jenesis wasn’t sure of how much time had passed, but was just ready to speak up and ask Kyrn what exactly he’d meant by “complicated” when she felt it beneath her feet.

“...shit,” she breathed. She tapped her booted foot against the floor again, a tinny sound echoing in the cavern. Mirazu lifted his light orb higher, casting its glow at the walls, which were now made of a shining copper metal instead of the natural, cold rock that it was before.

“Welp, this clinches it,” Zan growled, shaking his head. “We’re in for it now.” Mirazu stepped forward past them, a hand pressing against the cold metal of the wall. His eyes scanned it for a moment, as if seeking an answer.

Slowly, he ran his hand along the seams where one piece welded to another. Jenesis watched him work - methodical, meticulous, and careful. All the things she’d come to expect and respect about Mirazu Ysen over the years they’d all worked together. Finally, his hand stopped, a small exclamation following a barely audible click.

A low hum permeated the area, then with a series of popping sounds, lights flickered on overhead, illuminating the long, metal tunnel. Mirazu straightened, the globe of light he’d kept floating around him fading as he looked around to get his bearings. Jenesis regarded him with a small smile on her lips.

“Found the lightswitch. Brilliant,” she chuckled. Mirazu shrugged, and if she didn’t know any better, Jenesis would have sworn that she saw the hint of a smile at the corner of his lips as he spoke.

“Yes, I find it to be rather... illuminating.”

#ffxivwrite2020

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kebcuevas-blog · 5 years

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JENESYS 2018: Japanese Culture Exchange

Japanese Language Communication, Japanese Culture Exchange (Culture) will be held on 05-12 March 2019 in Tokyo, Tohoku area in Japan.

The program aims at promoting mutual trust and understanding among the peoples of Japan and the Asia-Pacific region and building a basis for future friendship and cooperation by these INBOUND and OUTBOUND programs.

It also encourages an understanding and dissemination of Japan’s economics, society, history, diverse culture, politics and diplomatic relations.

The National Youth Commission in partnership with Japan International Cooperation Center and the Embassy of Japan in Manila will be sending 23 student delegates to the program.

Important Reminders:

Online submissions are preferred.

Do not submit application documents in .zip or .rar file.

Please carefully read the instructions on how to apply. The NYC will not be responsible for lost applications or applications sent to the wrong email addresses.

Please read this briefer first before asking questions.

Qualifications for Youth Delegates:

Filipino students (must be currently enrolled: undergraduate or graduate)

18-35 years old

With educational background or involved in organizations with particular focus on Japanese language or culture

With good communication skills (English)

Must have an active Facebook account (with regular postings)

Philippine passport holder (valid until 12 September 2019)

Mentally and physically fit to travel

Must be able to attend the pre-departure briefing on March 4, 2019 (tentative) and the program proper on 05-12 March 2019.

Must be willing to be an NYC volunteer or to participate in post-program activities

Requirements:

Accomplished NYC International Programs’ Application Form

Accomplished JENESYS Form

Accomplished Letter of Understanding (Annex 2)

School Certification indicating your course signed by the College Dean or Registration Form or other proof of enrollment

School organization certification (if the organization's focus is related to the theme)

Scanned copy of valid passport (data and blank page)

Expenses:

The organizer will shoulder the delegates’ international airfare (Manila-Tokyo-Manila), meals, accommodation, and local transportation in Japan.

Delegates will shoulder their travel expenses from their residence (province) to NAIA and back, as well as their accommodation in Manila for the pre-departure briefing.

The following are automatically disqualified:

Participants of NYC-coordinated international programs from March 12, 2014 until the present whose airfare, accommodation, and meals were paid for by the organizer; and

Participants of NYC-coordinated international programs from March 12, 2017 until the present whose airfare was shouldered by the participants and whose accommodation and meals were paid for by the organizer.

NYC International Programs Beneficiaries who have not completed their volunteer work hours.

JENESYS, KIZUNA, and SSEAYP Alumni. Alumni of all Japanese Government-sponsored (Japan Embassy, Japan Foundation, JICA, etc) scholarship, conference or cultural exchange or training programs. Applicants who have been to Japan, whether as a student, tourist or an OFW, and stayed in Japan for three months or more.

Previous NYC International Programs Beneficiaries who have not submitted or accomplished the required post-program documents or volunteer work.

How to apply:

FOR ONLINE APPLICATIONS: Submit documents in PDF File to [email protected] (with Subject Heading: APPLICATION: JENESYS2018 JLC)

Do not send application documents in .zip or .rar file.

If you chose to submit online, you do not need to send or submit hard copies of your application documents.

FOR PERSONAL APPLICATIONS: Submit your documents to NATIONAL YOUTH COMMISSION, THE INTERNATIONAL PROGRAMS UNIT, 3rd Floor West Insula Building, West Avenue, Quezon City, 1105. Indicate the name of the program you’re applying for.

FOR SUBMISSION THRU COURIER: Send your documents to: NATIONAL YOUTH COMMISSION, THE INTERNATIONAL PROGRAMS UNIT, 3rd Floor West Insula Building, West Avenue, Quezon City, 1105. Indicate the name of the program you’re applying for.

Applicants are advised to strictly follow the instructions for submission. The NYC will not be responsible for application documents which will be lost or sent to wrong e-mail addresses.

Deadline for submission is 5:00 PM/ January 18, 2019.

Inquiries:

Please send all queries to [email protected] with subject heading “Query: JENESYS2018 JLC”.

Please get in touch with the NYC International Programs Unit at telephone numbers (02) 4268733.

The NYC reserves the right not to respond to questions whose answers are already stated in this briefer or in the application form.

Kindly wait for the e-mail confirmation acknowledging receipt of your application until two days after the deadline.

This is republished from the National Youth Commission. Follow official link to view press release: http://nyc.gov.ph/call-for-applications-jenesys2018-japanese-language-communication-japanese-culture-exchange-culture

#opportunities #national youth commission #jenesys

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sugoipilipinas · 6 years

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A Dreamy Walk

By JP Salvacion

How does it feel to go back to Japan after JENESYS 2.0?

● The moment that I got off the plane and walked through the halls of Narita airport already made me feel nostalgic. Looking back, there were so many good memories and everything were still fresh in my mind. To think that it has been more than three years since my JENESYS2.0 trip, I guess I would always cherish the moments back in those days. My excitement was at its peak as this would definitely be another Japan trip to remember, and it totally did not disappoint.

Did you notice any significant changes compared to the last time you visited?

● I did not really see any significant changes compared to my last visit but looking at it in another perspective, the consistency of the Japanese way of life still amazes me. The people, places, environment –everything was so clean, disciplined, and well-organized. An example would be standing on the left side of the escalator to give way to the people rushing on the right. The respect for time and courteous expressions of the Japanese people are always observed. Their technology is very advanced and their infrastructures are on point as well. No wonder it is considered a first-world country.

What was the purpose of your return visit, and where did you go?

● The purpose of my return visit is mainly for travel/vacation and also visiting some of my relatives residing in Japan. We went to several places, all of them are located in Tokyo. Some of which were:

○ Odaiba, Gundam

○ Mt. Hakone, Gotemba Premium, Hakone shrine, Mt. Fuji

○ Odawara Castle

○ Ueno Zoo, Ameyoko

○ Tokyo Tower (One Piece Tower)

○ Shinjuku Gyoen, Suga shrine

○ Shibuya

○ Tokyo Disneyland

○ Kamakura Buddha

Any first-time experience this time around that you could share to us?

● There were a lot of first times for me. Specific example would be the Tokyo Subway experience. It was amazing how people buy their tickets through an automated machine and how the trains arrive on their expected time. It was really convenient and was new to me since this is not the case in my home country, Philippines. I also noticed that way of ordering food in restaurants are automated as well. No need to bother the waiter, it just takes one click to order away.

What are your "tips" to those who are planning to go to Japan and/or any ”must-sees” or “must-dos” that you could recommend?

● Some of the tips I could share are:

○ Research before going to Japan esp. those things you want to do or places you want to go to

○ Make an itinerary for each day of your stay, and it would be good if the places you go to on a particular day are near to each other so you could really maximize your time and stay

○ Study the JR lines or trains beforehand so you know what to do when you get there

○ Pocket wifi and google maps is your best friend esp. if you’re travelling alone

○ Buy foods from Convinis esp. for your breakfast to save money

● Must sees for me are:

○ Mt. Fuji

○ Gundam Unicorn at Odaiba

○ Mt. Hakone, Hakone Shrine

○ Tokyo Disneyland/Disneysea

○ Tokyo Tower (One Piece Tower esp. for One Piece fans)

○ Suga Shrine for Kimi no na wa fans

○ Kamakura temples and buddha statues

● Must dos for me are:

○ Eat authentic Japanese foods - Ramen, Sushi, Takoyaki, Curry

○ Experience the Tokyo Subway

○ Go to Gotemba Premium Outlet

○ Shop at recycled shops or used clothing shops

○ Shop at 100 yen stores

○ Shop at Don Quijote for souvenirs

○ Experience the Shibuya crossing

Anything else prospective travelers should know before going to Japan?

○ Be more aware of your surroundings since Japanese are really disciplined people. Example is not answering a phone call when you’re in public places such as trains.

○ Basic Japanese could be of help when communicating with Japanese people.

○ Japan is a safe country and people are very helpful when you ask them for help.

#jp salvacion #feature article #japan #project

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maroonsocks · 6 years

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tagged by: @oharatrash!! thanks siege :D!

Answer the questions, and tag 20 followers

Name: sarah

Nicknames: sar, sarter, sar bear ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Height: a little over 5′4 the last time i checked lmao

Orientation: idrk but gay as heck (i think i’m bi tho)

Nationality: american and filipino (got that dual citizenship yo)

Favorite Fruit: probably blueberries or strawberries

Favorite Season: uhh gotta say the transition period from autumn to winter

Favorite flower: i mean. i doubt i can name more than five flowers :/ probably roses tho cus its #classic

Favorite Animal: i love cats

Favorite Color: maroon i think. or dark blue or dark green rip time to change my url to darkbluegreensocks

Favorite Scent: can’t say rlly

Coffee, Tea or Hot Chocolate: hot chocolate is a treat

Dog or Cat Person: i love cats my bbys

Favorite Fictional Character: uhhhh monika from ddlc probably anakin skywalker from before he turned im sorry im trash

Number of Blankets You Sleep With: i don’t really like sleeping w a lot of blankets cus i get way too hot :( but its cold af rn so two

Dream Trip: honestly i’d just love to go everywhere there isn’t really one place that i’m dying to go to

Blog Created: uhh 2012 maybe? but i didn’t start using it until 2013 cus thats when i met jenesys and started this unending angst

Number of Followers: 271

Random Fact: my fingers? crooked as hell. can’t straighten them no matter how hard i try. every1 makes fun of me for it :(

idk 20 people but thats okay!! @heartfelt333, @yellowsweatshirts, @haxxiness, @lameolauryn, @waterlxle (ik siege tagged u already but idc >:) )

#thanks siege #im the most boring person ever #rip #about me

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Siz'ir Johcandalo is clearly having a nightmare. Ashelia Riot: It's alright. Wake up. You're safe. Siz'ir Johcandalo wakes with a start and scurries to the edge of the bed, equal parts embarrassed and struggling to shake off the fear from his nightmare. Ashelia Riot: I'm sorry to have startled you. Siz'ir Johcandalo: No, no! Thank you. I'm sorry for using one of your beds... Siz'ir Johcandalo looks away from Ashelia Riot, sulking. Ashelia Riot shakes her head and offers a slight smile. Ashelia Riot: Feel free to stay as long as you'd like. ...You're Siz'ir, aren't you? Siz'ir Johcandalo talks quickly, prepared to rattle off a defense in case of the woman's confusion. Siz’ir Johcandalo: Natalya said I could stay! Jenesis too! And, um, whatshisname - Edge! Siz'ir Johcandalo pauses when he realizes that the woman isn't going to make him leave, and is further confused that she knows his name. Siz'ir Johcandalo: Wait, how d'you know that? Ashelia Riot: Edge mentioned you to me. Ashelia Riot hesitates for a prolonged moment. Ashelia Riot: Were you having an Echo dream? Siz'ir Johcandalo's shoulders fall as he lets his guard down.

Siz'ir Johcandalo: Oh. I guess he mentioned that too, huh? Um... I don't know. It started off as a regular nightmare at first, and then I dreamt that I was fighting this giant muscle monster with four arms. Lots of trees. It was scary... but it wasn't me. Ashelia Riot: Sephirot, based on your description. Siz'ir Johcandalo shrugs. Siz'ir Johcandalo: Never heard of it. Ashelia Riot: Sephirot is... Ashelia Riot doesn't know how best to explain, especially because much of the information that has been discovered about Sephirot has not yet been declassified. Ashelia Riot: Well. He's a very powerful primal. But the Riskbreakers have defeated him in combat before. Siz'ir Johcandalo: ...Was Edge there? Ashelia Riot: He was, yes. Siz'ir Johcandalo: So it was an Echo dream? Ashelia Riot: I don't know. Edge isn't fighting Sephirot at this very moment. At least, not to my knowledge. Siz'ir Johcandalo: But you said you guys defeated him-. Ugh, this Echo thing is so confusing. I don't want it. I don't even know these people. Ashelia Riot nods in what she hopes is a sympathetic manner. Siz'ir Johcandalo: And that voice does not shut up. Ashelia Riot: Which voice? Hydaelyn's? Siz'ir Johcandalo shrugs. Siz'ir Johcandalo: I dunno. Some lady. I didn't know Hydaelyn had a voice. Ashelia Riot: She does, though I've heard it only once. Siz'ir Johcandalo: That's freaky! Why's She talking to me? Ashelia Riot: I don't think anyone would be able to answer that precisely. Siz'ir Johcandalo: Guess I'll keep ignoring that, then. I can barely understand it anyway. Ashelia Riot: A wise idea, for the present. Siz'ir Johcandalo: You think so? That guy Baithin and the old bat keep trying to rope me into helping them research and tell them everything about weird stuff that's been happening to me, but I just want them to leave me alone, you know? Ashelia Riot: You're not the first person to say so. Siz'ir Johcandalo does not know why he is telling Ashelia Riot all this. Ashelia Riot: Would you care for some coffee? Siz'ir Johcandalo: Uh... I've never had it before. Ashelia Riot: ...Let's get you downstairs. Siz'ir Johcandalo: Okay.

#Siz'ir Johcandalo #Ashelia Riot

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blackvelvetwriteson · 3 years

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Hi baby🥰🥰 please don't feel obligated to answer this or anything. But could you write some headcanons for Tendou & Sugawara? They could be platonic or not, nsfw or sfw, idrc. I just wanna see some Tendou x Suga headcanons 😌 oki bye I love you💖

Hi baby! Of course I’m gonna answer, don’t worry. Amidst all of this Thanksgiving bullshit, I’m already watching Haikyuu so I decided to whip up some of these HCs for you bc 1) you asked, duh, 2) I need to write for Haikyuu anyways, and 3) SUGAAAAAA BEBEIIIII imsorryiminlovewithHIMMMM-

Anways, so have some nipple sucking HCs because that’s what came to mind first- I love you so much and I hope this is what you wanted!

𝐍𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

-- 𝘍𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘚𝘶𝘨𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘒ō𝘴𝘩𝘪 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘛𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘶 𝘚𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪

GENRE: Smut

FANDOM: Haikyuu!

TRIGGER WARNINGS: SMUT! Just overstim, slight dacryphilia, nipple sucking- duh, and swearing!

SUMMARY: Just Reader-Chan (gender neutral) sucking on best boi nipples.

(Headers are mine, but the art inside of them are not! Please don’t steal or repost without credit!)

𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐊𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈

He’s always enjoyed your guys’s encounters ever since the two of you first met.

You started off as a friend of the team of course, introduced to the other members by Hinata with his extroverted self.

Immediately, you took a liking to Sugawara; I mean y’all did go to the same school for awhile and were in the same class so it only made sense.

Everyone around you already knew you and him would make it out of high school.

You’d always hang out with each other, and when you two were alone, that’s when he asked you out.

Hell yeah! He cared for his team, so it only makes sense that he cared for you a little more because you were his S/O

It goes without saying that he was fairly traditional.

… And sensitive.

So when you asked him- directly- if you could suck on his nipples, he instantly turned red and fell silent.

At first, you thought you struck a nerve and hurt him in some way because his eyes started to glisten more.

“I-It was just a suggestion- we don’t have to do it.”

He looked even more red, this being one of the only times he’d let you dom him.

“Get on top.”

No other direction had to be said, and he quickly- and easily- forced you into his lap.

You couldn’t help but to notice- already- how hard he was under you.

I guess he really is an imaginative character, huh?

He closed his eyes and looked away, his nipples already hard and peeking at you from under his shirt.

The both of you were in college, but it was apparent that something like this had never happened to him before.

You couldn’t help but to run your hands under his shirt first, feeling around his toned chest.

Just to fish for his reactions, you palmed his hardened nipples and smirked as you waited.

It was a short wait; instantly, his back arched and his body pushed into yours as he clenched his eyes shut.

You thought you’d hurt him until he leaned into you and let out one of his breathy moans that you loved so much.

“Harder,” he panted at you as he whined, wrapping one of his dainty hands around your wrist, forcing you to press into his pec more.

He looked like he was about to cry already as he got more antsy.

He knew that his body was sensitive and he’d easily cum from just you teasing his nipple with your hand.

“Someone’s a little needy tonight, hm?” You couldn’t help but to smirk down at him.

He couldn’t do anything but nod and clumsily move to try and pull up his shirt, panting like a dog without water after a run.

You laughed and ducked your head under his shirt that was halfway lifted and instantly locked your lips around his puckering nipple.

He was excited, maybe a little TOO excited.

Instantly, he threw his head back and let out a loud moan before slapping a hand over his mouth as to not alert the others that also live in the college dorms.

You pressed your tongue against it, pushed and teased and felt his cock throb in his pants as he started to tremble under you.

From how he was breathing, he sounded like he was about to pass out.

You had to pull away and remind him to calm down.

“Slow down your breathing, babe. You’ll pass out,” you cooed at him softly.

“I-I’m sorry, Sugar,” he whimpered quietly as he bucked his hips into you. “I-It just f-feels too good! I ca-can’t-“

Without letting him finish, you nipped at his swollen nipple gently with your teeth.

As if he wasn’t already pushed over the edge, he jolted and practically stopped breathing, his toes curled as he let go of you, burying his hands into the bed beside him.

“S-Sugar! S-Su- S-Suga-“ he whined out as his tears rolled down his face, his eyes rolled into the back of his head as he trembled and melted under you.

You took in every single one of his moans and cries, his chest heaving as he became more overwhelmed.

You didn’t want to stop until he begged you to, so you bit his nipple again as you sucked hard.

Even though his shirt was over your head, he still managed to tug your hair at least a little, his free hand holding your hips down as he humped into you.

“I-I’m gonna c-cum S-Sugar,” he whimpered in between his uncontrollable, breathy, whiny moans.

You, of course were ready. You knew his day had been stressful and he’d been completely overwhelmed by you just teasing his nipples whether with your mouth or your hand.

So in response, all you did was suck harder hearing every peak of his moans and cries as he trembled and bucked his hips harder, orgasming as his toes curled, his nails practically ripped the sheets on his bed, his eyes still streaming tears as they rolled back into his head and he made no noise, not even breathing.

You had to pull away, fearing that he was already overtimed and you gently slapped his face.

He was trembling, and finally he took a deep breath, opening his pretty eyes to look up at you.

“I-I’m sorry Sugar,” he whispered softly as he nuzzled into your hand a little more. “I-It just f-felt too good,” he whispered as he closed his eyes, practically purring under your soft touch.

“There’s no need to apologize baby boy,” you cooed out quietly to him, gently swiping tendrils of ash grey hair from in front of his face. “Just relax and I’ll go order us some dinner. You have early practice tomorrow.”

𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈

Of course it was the typical story of a forbidden rival school love.

not.

All in all, most of the schools respected Shiratorizawa back when you were in high school.

And to see him lingering around Kurasuno both made everyone’s morale leap at least 50% but also made them question wtf dude was doing there all the time.

He often helped the team practice and gave them pointers on how to get better, and also got you more involved too.

He’s always teasing, cracking jokes etc.

Sometimes it pissed you off; your name in his phone was “Itty Bitty Panda-Chan”

It didn’t help that you loved it and every time he called you his Itty Bitty Panda-Chan, it made you flustered.

Like usual, he played on it. All of the time.

Even alone.

You were hanging out with him at his house because he lived away from the college dorms and the two of you had finished with your work and had things for your next class situated for the next day, so you were playing games and he was… Well… Staring at you like usual.

“Is there a reason you’re staring at me, Idiot-San,” you mocked him constantly.

“Well… I have something in mind, Pan-Chan,” he dubbed you for short. You were interested but said absolutely nothing.

“Oh little Pan- Chaaaaan,” he teased as he climbed on top of you while you were still rested on your stomach.

He really didn’t have to do much to tease you or make you flustered since teasing was only natural for him.

Your body tensed up because of course your boyfriend was up to something. He always was.

“Answer me when I’m talking to you, my cute little Pan-Chan,” he whispered in your ear causing you to squeak.

“W-What d-did you have I-in mind, Satori,” you murmur as the next match of your game begins.

“Wow! I’m so happy you asked,” he teased as he forced you on your back and he laughed softly.

You’re just looking up at him like “I can’t pause it. It’s online.” And of course he doesn’t care.

Disrespectful bitch.

“How about…. Mmmm…. You give me the controller. I wanna play.”

That grin on his face when he was up to something said it all and you forked the controller over.

“What do you want, Ten?”

He looked like a little kid, slinging his feet over the bed with a laugh. “Chu chuuu~ This game is so… Cute,” he trailed off, seemingly sucked into the game in front of him.

That was, until you felt his strong hand on your hip, pulling you into his lap.

“T-Ten-“

“Shh,” he whispered as he lifted his hoodie, playing the game momentarily with one hand. “Suck… I want you to suck on them,” he whispered as he ‘dodged’ to one side, acting like he was the character in the game.

‘What is it with him tonight,’ you thought to yourself, just staring at his muscular chest.

You felt his gaze on you and you looked up with a soft gasp.

His cat-like eyes immediately locked with yours as he respawned in game. “I didn’t ask, Panda- Chan,” he said quietly, sternly, clearly. Honestly it kinda scared you.

“U-Um… O-Okay,” you thought you could handle him, but when he got like this, you couldn’t really. You liked how he had control over you no matter what.

As soon as your tongue pressed against one of his nipples you felt a flutter in his chest. And yours. His breathing got quicker and his eyes fluttered, but he still continued with that stupid demeaning tone of his.

“Chu chuuu~” He practically squealed. “That’s… N-Not g-good enough, Pan-Pan-Chan,” he gasped out softly as he leaned back.

Obviously, it was a lie. You could tell by how his legs jolted a little or his breathing quickened. He was loving every second of your teasing.

“C-Cut the shit, Satori,” you whispered softly, your hand timidly resting on his hip, the other one running over his abs.

“Mouthy, hm?” He looked down at you with that piercing gaze again. “Use all that spunk and suck harder,” he growled as he focused back in on the game, bucking his chest at you.

You did as instructed, savoring his sweet and salty taste, humming as you did so, your other hand palming at his sensitive chest as you stared up at him.

He threw his head back and let out a soft groan as he felt you get amped up and he laughed softly as he continued to play the game.

“Fuck yeah,” he whispered out softly as he grinded into you, not caring too much about the game at this point.

You were too far into it by now to just stop, and you loved every reaction you could get, and you let yourself go, accidentally biting his nipple, causing him to drop the controller, his eyes crossing a little as he tilted his head back.

You let out a little hollow laugh of your own and continued nibbling and kissing on his nipple feeling him practically melt beneath you. You held the power and you loved it.

Also hearing his moans and praises was definitely a huge boost for you to keep going.

You grinded your hips down into his bulge and moaned softly feeling how well he fit in between your legs.

It was apparent that this wasn’t enough to get him to cum, but close.

He tangled his fingers with your hair as he edged closer and closer to cumming, pulling you closer as he let out a strangled groan.

Obviously, this is gonna escalate into a lot more.

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