#mouths are hard UmU

[verdantcrimson]

Heaven and Earth / Creation of Heaven and Earth - 2

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[An hour later, a discussion room in the RhythmLink office.]

Souma: Kiryu-dono, I have made some tea for you. Here.

Kuro: Thanks. I’m parched, all that studyin’ was more exhaustin’ than a workout.

Souma: Fufu. Once again, thank you for your hard work…♪

Souma: However, Hasumi-dono has been involved in discussions for quite a while now. We had merely come here to accept the job offer to host ‘Rumbling Heaven and Earth’.

Souma: From what I could see, he has been talking to the higher-ups with a rather terse expression.

Kuro: Maybe they’re sayin’ somethin’ like “Actually, we changed our minds, we don't wanna give you youngsters this job”.

Kuro: I’m worried about him, cause if somethin’ like that is happenin’, he’s gonna be all stubborn and pushy about it. It’d be better if we didn’t piss off the higher-ups and have them turn on us.

Kuro: I know Hasumi always has a lot on his mind, but I’d personally prefer he just drop it instead of gettin’ in trouble with the agency.

Souma: Fufu. It seems as though Kiryu-dono is truly determined not to study.

Kuro: I just don't understand people that actually like studyin’. You seem to enjoy it a bunch though, Kanzaki.

Souma: I believe that the accumulation of knowledge is similar to training one's muscles or mastery of an art.

Souma: The difference simply lies in the fact that what is being exercised is the brain, rather than the body.

Kuro: The thought of trainin’ my brain never crossed my mind, cause I never really needed it.

Kuro: But well, just like trainin’ your body, it's not really useful in today's peaceful world. Bein’ good at beatin’ people up doesn't matter in this day and age.

Souma: Umu. Neither knowledge, nor martial arts, are strictly necessary to live in the modern world.

Souma: However, that is largely the reason that grants it significance.

Souma: Which makes one wonder, would it really be ‘correct’ to simply forgo it?

Souma: Humans are the only animals on this planet with a ‘culture’. We do not subsist solely on food.

Souma: Isn't the very fact that we have lived while partaking in such unnecessary behaviors what makes humanity valuable?

Kuro: Seems like you're thinkin’ about some seriously deep stuff, Kanzaki.

Souma: Yes. And I am speaking quite seriously, so I would appreciate for you to listen seriously.

Keito: —Sorry for the delay. I had expected this to be a short and easy conversation.

Keito: There was a surprising amount of confusion and contention. How incorrigible.

Kuro: Use words an idiot can understand. Cuntenshi- What's that?

Keito: Simply put, the agency has just revealed quite a few troublesome things just now.

Keito: If we are to take on the job of hosting ‘Rumbling Heaven and Earth’, we have to fulfill a set of conditions presented to us—

Souma: What…? Were they not the ones that approached us in the first place? It does leave an acrid taste in one's mouth to have it be revealed to one that the job they are on the cusp of undertaking covertly has strings attached.

Kuro: I'd appreciate if ya spoke in plain Japanese for once, Kanzaki. Well, I've known ya long enough that I can pretty much understand what you're sayin’ through vibes.

Kuro: So basically, the agency is bein’ an unreasonable pain again, right?

Keito: I wouldn't necessarily call this particular case unreasonable. Since ‘Rumbling Heaven and Earth’ is such a long-running show, there are more involved parties than in other shows.

Souma: By involved parties, you mean to say?

Keito: If I were to specify, it's that ‘Rumbling Heaven and Earth’ is a program produced with the support and opinion of actual historians.

Keito: Which sounds about right. Since it's an educational history show, it goes without saying that they would create it with the support of major authorities in the field.

Kuro: Oh so It's like if ya wanted to open a food stall, how that territory's established yakuza gang would say “ya gotta pay a protection fee to open up shop!”

Souma: Kiryu-dono, being Kiryu-dono, often speaks in a manner difficult for me to comprehend.

Keito: You don't have to go and learn that strange Kiryu-nese (?) language.

Keito: Anyways. Though we aren't being asked to pay a ‘protection fee’ of any sort—

Keito: I was told that in order to become the hosts of this show, we had to gain the recognition of the show's advisors.

Keito: Even if we, and the agency, feel like we're up to the task, the show won't succeed unless the advisors approve of it.

Keito: They said that without their approval, the show would be unfit to air.

Keito: So that's why, we have to travel around to seek the approval of those advisors— A group of historians known as the ‘Three Sages’.

Keito: We must have these ‘Three Sages’ endorse us as suitable hosts for ‘Rumbling Heaven and Earth’.

Kuro: They're called the ‘Three Sages’ huh… Doesn't it sound like somethin’ from a video game or manga?

Keito: That’s a rather interesting way to put it. Well, it is similar to your standard RPG storyline. Like when they say you must collect these five crystals to restore peace in the land.

Keito: It sounds ridiculous, but this is a crucial step. It's a journey we must go on in order to reach a brighter future.

Keito: In order for our protagonists to embark on their journey, they must first be recognized as heroes by a higher power. That’s how the story goes.

Kuro: And to do that, we gotta collect proof of our heroic deeds.

Kuro: Got it. If that's what we need, let's go and get it. Sounds a whole lot more fun that bein’ stuck at a desk and groanin’ over textbooks.

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#Heaven and Earth #Keito Hasumi #Kuro Kiryu #Souma Kanzaki

[polyphonical]

Dragon's Head - Back to Square One

Location: Wrestling Gym

Tomoya: Excuse me. Good work today~……

Tetora: One two~, three four~. Two two~, three four~ [1]. Hiiro-kun, make sure to stretch really well, okay?

Hiiro: Umu! I understand, Buchou. If you don’t stretch properly, you can get injured, so I’ll do it well. One two~, three four~. Two two~, three four.

Koga: Hey, Adonis. Let’s spar together ‘kay?

Adonis: Okay, I don’t mind. But Oogami, do we have to go that far when you're not competing in the show?

Koga: Heheh, don’t say things like that. You and I are friends.

C’mon, put on your gear already. I’m gonna beat the shit outta you ♪

Adonis: Hm? You’re going to be the one hitting? Oogami, maybe you just wanted to get your body moving?

Kuro: Aaand thereーー that’s enough punchin’ bags, right? I think we have this many people.

Lil’ miss might be stoppin’ by to check out how things are goin’, so maybe I should get a chair ready for her too.

Tomoya: ……

I don’t understand why I was chosen as a member for this!!

Tetora: Ah, Tomoya-kun. Sup～☆ What’s up? You just came in yellin’ all of a sudden.

Tomoya: No no! This is crazy, right!? The “The Starpro Rhylink Reconciliation Strategy” is a martial arts battle between both sides, right!?

So why was I chosen for this!? I can’t fight at all!?

Eichi: That’s because I recommended you, Tomoya-kun.

Tomoya: Ehhhh!? But why would you do that!? You’re participating too, right Tenshouin-senpai? Then just join by yourselfーー

Ah, is this your way of trying to be considerate to me? Sharing your work? Thanks, but no thanks. Please just compete by yourself.

Eichi: I’m not trying to be considerate. Have you taken a look around you? I have no other choice.

We’re surrounded by people with the strength of gorillas. Ah, maybe it’s more accurate to say they’re like gorillas themselves.

And yet I, someone as frail as a gazelle, got thrown in the middle. There’s no way I could compete in something like this, right?

Eichi: That’s why I recommended Mashiro-kun as a person I could compete with ♪

Tomoya: You’re not being considerate of me at all, are you. I’m more of a sacrifice than anything.

Koga: Haah? Just who are you calling a gorilla, Tenshouin-senpai? [2] Don’t blame me when I bite back after you talk shit behind our backs.

Eichi: Hey now, I never said that. I’d like it if you didn’t put words in my mouth. I said, “people with the strength of gorillas.”

Tomoya: You literally called them gorillas right after though……

Eichi: Did I now?

Ah, it’s my phone.

…Hm? Why are they calling me?

I’m going to step outside for a bit, so you can begin practicing without me. Helloーー

Koga: Aah. That bastard~ He just said his piece and ran away!

Tomoya: Sigh…… Based on how Tenshouin-senpai responded, it doesn’t look like I can get out of this one……

Tetora: Hi~yah!

Hiiro: Guh……!

Kuro: And there it is, technique! With that, Tetsu wins based on points!

Hiiro and Tetora: Thank you very much!

Hiiro: As I expected, you’re great, Buchou. I thought you were going to strike towards the upper half. I totally read that wrong!

Tetora: Yeah, I knew you were being wary of me striking you at the upper half, Hiiro-kun~. Tomoya-kun, you should join us next time ssu!

Tomoya: Absolutely not! That’s definitely impossible! Hell no! We’re at totally different levels! I’d die, y’know!? At the very least, let me fight against Tenshouin-senpaiーー

Wait, huh? Speaking of Tenshouin-senpai, he’s been on the phone for a long time, hasn’t he?

Koga: Maybe he got scared and ran away~.

Kuro: He doesn’t seem like the type of guy to run away like that…… I wonder what happened.

Adonis: Ah, Tenshouin-senpai is coming back.

Kuro: Hey. Ya were gone for quite a while. Any trouble? If ya can’t make it to practice today, it’s fine.

Eichi: Trouble… Yes. You can say I ran into trouble. Big trouble.

―― Everyone, we’re going to have to cancel today’s practice.

Kuro: Ha? The hell’s that mean?

Tetora: Literally ssu. It was really hard to get everyone’s schedules lined up for this…. Why do we have to cancel so suddenly?

Eichi: That call I just took was from the management at ES. They told me that we have to stop this plan.

Tetora: Ehhh!? Stop the plan… But why now!?

Eichi: Well, it’s not like I didn’t consider this possibility.

If two agencies that have been rumored to be on bad terms suddenly appeared on a TV show fighting each other, it might give an even worse impression of both agencies.

If they want to limit the number of risks taken, it’s not hard to imagine why they would be reluctant to go through with a project like this.

In fact, both Anzu and I understood these risks when we came up with the plan.

However, since this kind of project has many risks, it gives a sense of authenticity, even if it’s dramatic.

The more drama there is, the easier people are influenced.

Good grief. I thought the managers understood that. I didn’t think they’d be so spineless…

But since it got rejected, there’s nothing I can do but follow what they say.

Tomoya: So, are you going to come up with another plan?

Eichi: Perhaps. It’s hard to do anything right now. They asked me to come up with an alternative plan, but I haven’t came up with one yet.

At any rate, today’s practice has been cancelled. I will contact you all if there’s any progress made.

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They're doing that type of counting where you say which set you're on as you count. So like, 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 (1) 2 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 (2), and so forth. I hope that made sense TOT

Koga's being sarcastic here ofc, but he also said senpai in katakana instead of 先輩, so I italicized it for emphasis.

#ensemble stars #enstars #ensemble stars translation #enstars translation #polyphonical #eichi tenshouin #tetora nagumo #hiiro amagi #tomoya mashiro #adonis otogari #kuro kiryu #dragon's head

[beelzebubbutachef]

Inside a dream ( chapter 7)

Yuu + Alice ( Alice is different from Yuu )

...

You stared at the food that is serve by silver and sebek. You wonder how your eating in the dream in a moment, but then again many things already happened to you that are very much out of ordinary.

Suddenly out of the blue, you felt winter breeze went past you and blurry white image, before long you saw Lilia knocking down someone to the ground and sitting on the back of the person who's trying to get the food from his hand.

Lilia: fufufu. You should known better than steal food from me again, Bylur.

Alice: hey! It's Alice. (ㆀ˘･з･˘) beside I saw some edibles food on ya for the first time I can't help it.

Lilia: what did you say? (ㆁωㆁ)

Alice:... N-nothing my crush! Ahaha.

Lilia: hmmp. σ(￣、￣〃) I felt you said something quite rude just now.

Alice: of course not. My sweetie pie! (*´ω｀*)

As you watch the interaction of those two you notice how Lilia voice is not cold as it was before. While staring you realize Alice stared back at you and his eyes widen.

Alice: oooh. Hello. It seems the canon event is taking place. Umu. How Interesting.

Bawl; do you know them lord Alice?

Alice:... Who knows. ( ꈍᴗꈍ) Maybe I do, maybe I don't.

Lilia; it's your stupid kind of answers your having again don't you.

Alice: umu. Btw look at this cutie.*point at silver. Want to adopt him Lilia?

Lilia:... What.

Silver:h-huh... B-brother alice.

Alice, whisper to silver: always felt it's strange since before that you call me brother but call Lilia a dad.

Silver:...!!?? You know?

Alice: well I am someone part of Lilia dream. Since I'm not in the island probably at that time. I just know what would come next. Sir little silver get along with ya dad ok?

Silver:.. ok

.

Lilia: lady malleona wants your presence on the castle--

Alice: sorry I don't want to go near that scary dragon. Go play with her instead.

Lilia: oh so your going to put me under the wagon cause you don't want to play with the evil princess ?

Alice: I have island to handle.

Lilia: aren't ya the one who said ya already fix all the matter in ha kingdom for the next decades so ya can go and flirt with me?

Alice: ... ◉‿◉ Hey now, so you do remember stuff I said. Did you remember how I said I love you and how handsome and cute you are everyday too?

Lilia: then go play with the evil princess then.

Alice: I don't want to be the third well of those couple. Ya so weird. And how does it include in me flirting with ya?

Lilia: maybe if ya show more guts, maybe I felt quite flattered that ya would go to the dragon mouth for me.

Alice: I see. How hard it is to flirt with general vanrouge. How tragic my life is.

#twisted wonderland oc #twisted wonderland chapter 7 fic #twisted wonderland original character #alice bylur

[danicloth]

I'm still not a professional animator but I just wanted to make a little animatic, it's not finished, I repeat, IT'S NOT FINISHED but I couldn't stand the urge to publish it jajaja, so I promise to finish it before the end of the year UmU 💛

(and do not worry, if there is a problem with the copyright I will remove it)

#this is just an excuse to draw lewis singing #animatic)? #My headcanon is still that Luis does in effect the voice of Lewis #mystery skulls #mystery skulls animated #mystery skulls lewis #msa #mystery skulls shiromori #mystery skulls mystery #mystery skulls arthur #mystery skulls vivi #mystery skulls ??? #i’ll be better i promise #deep end #mouths are hard UmU

[syrupyyyart]

i wish the idea of 2ps was something that appealed to me

#i just dont like them 😔 #they were just overly edgy caricatures for so long #that now im like. idk they leave a bad taste in my mouth #even tho i know theyre super popular umu #i guess i could make my own versions of the 2ps but it just feels so odd to me #its hard 2 explain #hmmmm #not art #q

[adrikazu]

How about headcanons for Xiao, Kazuha, and Venti with a tsundere type significant other? Idk I just thought it'd be cute is all 🤸

TSUNDERE READER

FEATURING— xiao, kazuha, venti

GENRE— fluff

NOTES— i’m so sorry this took so long, my brain was fried and i went shopping to buy albums umu

WARNINGS— angree reader, but fluff

XIAO

it’s just

one angry emo kid staring with adoration and anger at another

no one can tell wether or not it’s love or hate

everyone thinks it’s hilarious

usually it’s super hard to show any affection

because xiao wants to, you want to, but the only thing that comes out of your mouths is insults to one another

sometimes xiao results in leaving gifts for you, and you can do the same

neither of you can go anywhere because xiao doesn’t know how to show a lot of affection

but it’s super cute when you two interlock fingers and don’t know what to and freak out inside

his patience is short and so is yours, if you two can spit out a sentence without insulting the other you guys can go on a date

god have mercy on the ppl who make fun of you two

your friends wonder how you two got together bc it’s crazy

it takes a long time before you guys can normally just give eachother affection whenever you guys feel like it

but the way it gradually comes together is so nice

angree but shy couple ehe

a lot of people doubted your relationship but in the end it worked, and it’s the cutest shy and angry thing ever

KAZUHA

he’s … so calm

you can insult him, give him something and be angry and he would always have this small flushed smile on his face

kazuha is so calm he loves it when you act this way

he describes it as a fire, growing but it’s also shy

very oftently writes poems and haikus when he’s thinking about you

his patience runs for MILES

wants to test you and see if there’s a way to calm you down

it’s a pair where he’s very patient with you, even when you’re upset about something

he wants to work things out if they go wrong, he believes the wind brought you to him with force and he’s gonna do his best for you

kazuha just loves you a lot, and embraces this angry and shy side of you as something to love

sometimes he’ll tease you in hopes to make you quiet

if you offer him gifts, he’s ahead of you with his own

the only times kazuha is shy is when you say something sweet calmly

it takes him a second to process what you said

please make fun of him after, he loves it

his face has this soft soft super soft smile on it, so much love in his eyes when he looks at you

VENTI

my goodness

this idiot ignores every insult you throw at him with giggles

he’s clingy, he’s gonna cling onto you regardless of you yelling at him

if you want you can push him off and he’ll whine

he loves rowdy angry people, it keeps him grounded and excited so when you come around he’s OBSESSED

he likes to annoy you too, steal your food and make you chase him

venti responds to your angriness with his own form of teasing

when you give him gifts and yell at him, he hums and tackles you

*insert screaming venti for your affection*

if you ever get calm with him, he’s gonna be like woah….

and then tease you

he says sorry! he can’t take a lot of stuff seriously

but overall likes it when you’re hotheaded, and he thinks you’re the lovesick idiot when he is

he’s very open with affection though, so don’t worry if you’re too shy to express it

you can always insult him he listens and throws back a flirt to tease

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #xiao x reader #venti x reader #kazuha x reader #genshin impact x reader #xiao fluff #xiao headcanons #genshin impact headcanons #genshin headcanons #venti headcanons #kazuha headcanons #kazuha kaedehara x reader #kazuha kaedehara #genshin kazuha #kazuha kaedehara headcanons #genshin kazuha x reader #genshin xiao x reader #kazuha fluff #venti fluff #venti hcs #xiao hcs #kazuha hcs #kazuha kaedehara hcs

[missblissy]

How about Human! Alastor x Detective! Reader? 👀👀

((Of course nonny!! Sorry this took forever, UmU yet another one lost in the drafts for a little to long. Anyways, I hope the wait is worth it! Enjoy!!))

You had first met him by accident. It was honestly a cherished memory up until recently. The more you thought about it, you may have seen it as an accident, but... You didn't think he intended for it to be an accident at all. About two weeks had passed since you last spoke to him in person, but that's because you stopped seeing Alastor willingly, quickly, and as if you were running from him.

But that didn't mean you stopped watching him. Hopefully... And you say hopefully he believed your lie. You told him you had to go home across the country for a month to help your dying father before he passed. When you told Alastor, he seemed to buy it. He didn't really ask about it. He also said he was sorry to hear about your father, but nothing more than that.

It was uncomfortable for you to remember anything about him. You had only been to his house once, after knowing him for about two months. The second you were in there... something wasn't right. Sure it was spotless, clean... But Alastor also didn't know that you were an undercover detective. You didn't tell anyone about your job under any circumstances. The only people that knew were your family.

There was familiar... unsettling sent to his home. Decomposition. Rotting Flesh. It was faint, but as he led you from the front room, towards the kitchen, you passed a door and the smell was slightly stronger There was no mistaking it. In your line of work? You could never forget the awful smell of the first victim you ever found... You didn't say anything, you didn't even let him know about it. You believed he had gone nose blind to faint smell coming from his basement, seeing as he lived there. The next day you told him your lie to get away.

Since then, you had been watching him from afar, doing your best to stay in the shadows. You had to gather intelligence, you had to find leads. You knew he was hiding something in his home... But you couldn't just break in. You worked within the law, you couldn't just disobey whenever you felt like it. But over the past few weeks, you had learned a lot about this man. You figured you knew just about everything one could know. You kept a detailed profile of every action you witnessed, and notes from every document you could find.

Eventually came the day when you "came back" from your "family visit." You came up with an excuse to call Alastor, you asked if you could see him, you told him your father hadn't passed, but you were worried about leaving him. But he turned you down, said he was busy. He came up with a list of excuses but seemed so cheerful and happy as if this was a very subtle, passive-aggressive... I Know. You apologized for bothering and hung up the phone. Surprisingly though, a few days later Alastor did call you back and asked if it was possible to meet somewhere public.

He wanted to meet up at a cafe, with lots of people and plenty of noise. You found him around 1:00pm on the dot, sitting in a secluded corner reading a book. You made sure to notice the title The Big Sheep. A classic American murder mystery novel, you've read it many times yourself. When you sat down he closed the book and put it away, an ever pleasant smile. He put his hands together, interlocking his fingers, and he sat forward saying, "It's good to see you again, detective (L/n)."

You gulped down a draw swallow and did your best to play off his threat, "So you've been nosing around in my business?" Was the best thing you could come up with. He laughed, cold and hard, then shrugged a little, "No," He said, "You've been digging around in mine."

There was a moment there when you opened your mouth to object, but you knew this was a game of cat and mouse at this point. Alastor was quick to go on speaking, "You've done quite a bit of homework, and you wouldn't think I'd notice?" He didn't give you time to reply, "I assure you, dear, that I've been up to nothing but good things. You may have this little... investigation you've been conducting on me, lying to me, going behind my back, and following me around the city. But you haven't a single clue, do you?"

You knew you couldn't lie to him, and your cover was blown. But how? You were so sure to stay in the shadows, to stay unseen. The only thing you could think of is someone tipped him off. You pressed our lips then and chose to speak quietly, "I'd be very careful with your words," You threatened him, "Because what would I need a clue for, Alastor, if you've been doing nothing but good?" You leaned back in your chair and slowly crossed your arms.

You watched the slow but subtle changes in his expression, his eyes only grew slightly in size while the same happened to his smile, "That's right," He said careful, but you quickly cut him off.

You shot forward in your seat and pointed a finger at him, "Why would I be investigating you, Alastor? What on earth could be my reason for doing that? You tell me, you seem to know everything," You sat back once again and waved your hand quickly, "You were smart enough to figure out I'm a detective. So why would I be investigating you, come on, whaddya got? I'm just supposed to be your friend right? Or am I not?"

Your badgering questions made him uneasy and you could see that. It was like laying down the soft subtle pressure of the law between each word. You could see Alastor begin to process that maybe this wasn't the best idea, but he knew he couldn't lose control. He sat back in his seat, "Look," he said, "You know, I know. I know that you know. I also know you that whatever you think you're looking for? It's not what you think it is."

At that moment you knew you had your chance, "Then let's go to your house. Show me your basement and prove me wrong." You crossed your arms, daring him to do exactly what you said.

But Alastor chuckled, "You know I can't do that," He smiled at you. It seems like this meeting of his hadn't gone the way he planned at all. He got up from his chair pulled something out of a brief case he had sitting on the floor next to him. He put a manila folder on the table and put on his coat, "Have fun with this one, detective. You'll quickly learn it wasn't me. But I know how did it. If you need a clue, give me a call, yeah?"

You stared at him, slightly shocked and on edge. His smile was threatening, uneasy and it made your guts twist together. Alastor walked away without a care in the world. As you watched him leave, you looked back to the folder. What on earth...? You did a quick glance around the cafe and peeked into the folder.

Just as quickly you slapped it back shut. The grainy and poor images glued themselves into your mind regardless. You put a hand over your mouth as you kept your stomach down. The images of a decapitated body with none of its limbs burned into your memory, along with the bloody carving in the skin that said "Find Me."

#hazbin hotel #hazbin #hotel #alastor x reader #alastor #ask #anon #detective!reader #human!alastor #blissy writes #reader insert #x reader #hazbin hotel alastor

[greycaelum]

Jujutsu Kaisen: Gojo Satoru X Reader

(Chains Series)

[High school days with Satoru, Suguru, Shoko, with you. Satoru being a jerk. Reader being a sweet airhead.]

Exam Paper

"Umu! I'll do my best!" Cheering yourself to chase away the nervousness for your first exam in Jujutsu Tech you poke your cheeks in a habit.

"Mah! You'll be fine Y/n, you studied really hard," Eventually dragging me, Shoko and Satoru along. Suguru thought not voicing the last part and pat your shoulder.

"Yeah, I'll be fine...?"

"Get a hold of your self," Suguru chuckled catching you from falling back.

"Where's Satoru?" Shoko yawned stuffing the last piece of mint candy she has to her mouth.

"He'll catch up he said, the dork overslept," Suguru shrug remembering earlier he knocked on the snow head's door Gojo just literally woke up disheveled and floating back to reality from lala land.

"Ahhh!" You exclaimed.

"What wrong Y/n?" Shoko asked and Suguru looking back to you too.

Gritting your teeth you look at them crestfallen.

"I forgot my pen. I'll get it back! You guys go before me!" Was all you said and run off.

"Will she be really okay?"

Amused and worried Suguru sweatdrop at your running figure and resume walking with Shoko beside.

"... Hopefully?" Unsure Shoko replied.

Thinking back, the last time you run off still unfamiliar of Jujutsu Tech layout for some reason you ended up in the lowest part of the school and they found you struggling to talk with Master Tengen while having tea who's also struggling to understand your broken Japanese...

"Right..." The two chorused sweatdropping of how airhead you are.

~*~**~*~

"Y/n?"

You stopped from your dash hearing Gojo's voice.

"Satoru! Ohayogozaimasu!" You stood straight and saluted.

"Oh! Good morning Sugarplum!" Satoru grinned opening his arms for the usual morning 'greeting'.

Walking up to him you wrap your arms around his torso and hug the tall boy. He told you to have this kind of greeting tradition with 'close friends' since you transfer from overseas.

'Good thing Suguru and Shoko left earlier! They always block me off from Y/n.' Satoru grinned and you step back.

"So~ why are you in a hurry?" Satoru shove his hand in his pockets and followed you to your room one door away from him.

Satoru's room is for gaming, Suguru's room is for lounging, Shoko's room is for treatment and experiments, and your room is for studying. An unspoken tradition running in the 4-man team.

"I forgot my pen," you opened your door and trudge to your study table. Satoru following behind.

"Today is the exam, isn't it?" Satoru totally forgot the exact date and just went along with your group study because he's amused hearing your broken accent and mispronounced words.

Seeing you trying so hard to understand and learn Japanese is adorable to his eyes.

"Y/n, did you know in Japan after the teacher gives you the test paper you can sleep for one hour before answering to 'refresh your brain'?" Satoru look at you perked up and eyes sparkling to his direction.

"Really? Japan is so cool!"

'Yabai... She actually believed me?...' Satoru swallowed a lump and reluctantly nod not wanting to burst your bubble. 'She's gonna kill me after this,' Satoru slightly, just slightly dreaded the result but looking forward to you reaction more later.

It didn't took long before you and Satoru reach the classroom, along the way he shared with you a strawberry mochi and chocolate truffle. You didn't shy away knowing Satoru can get really possessive and selfish with his snacks, it's refreshing to see him share it with you.

"Take one and pass it to the back."

Yaga-sensei gave the test paper and Suguru passed yours, and Shoko passed back to Satoru.

Satoru did say one hour... You thought and placed your arms above your desk and your head following.

The silence of the room, soft breeze blowing in from the window and the scribbling of pen in no time lulled you to lala land.

One hour later...

"Time's up, finish or not pass your papers." Yaga-sensei stood up from his chair to collect the paper.

"Y/n?" Suguru frown looking at the slump figure of his classmate on her desk making no move at all.

"What's wrong Suguru?" Yaga notice Suguru still not passing paper.

"Sensei, Y/n is not moving." Suguru poke your arms.

"What?" Yaga frown and walk over to the back.

"Satoru is sleeping too Sensei," Shoko pointed to the snow head also slumped forward like you.

Disturbed from the noise your eyes fluttered open.

"Oh is the one hour done?" Rubbing your eyes you look at Suguru also looking back at you not knowing what to say.

"The exam is done Y/n, time to pass the paper."

A long stretch of silence.

...

Followed by another.

...

Broken by Satoru's yawning. All eyes looking to him and back to you.

"B-but S-satoru said we can sleep for o-one hour after receiving the paper...?" Flabbergasted you gaped at your teacher who look at you worried and at the same time also dumbfounded.

"Pfft!" Satoru laughed out loud falling from his chair smacking the floor looking at how you seem a lost kitten with no owner.

Suguru smacked his eyes, withholding his laughter not to add you anymore shock but also worried for you nonetheless. Shoko sighed simply fascinated of you. Yaga glared to the dazed snow head.

"SA.TO.RU!!!" Yaga exclaimed to the rolling boy on the floor.

"Y/n is not breathing!" Suguru fanned you of his test paper.

"Namu amida butsu..." Shoko clapped her hand and bowed.

"Oi, stop that Shoko..." Suguru sweatdrop.

"Don't mind Y/n, we'll take the supplementary exam together." That's why I slept in too, Satoru thought patting your back.

As if a switch has been flip, Satoru swear your eyes turned red for a moment.

"You better run Satoru," Suguru grinned and the snow head dashed out of the room the next second followed by you chasing him to the ends of the earth — err end of campus — with chains hot on his trails.

Lunch

Satoru eyed the blueberry cupcake on your plate.

"Sugarplum can I h—"

Chains erupted from your hand at the sound of the snow head wrapping his head but unable to hold him because of his Limitless. Scribbling in a paper you showed it to Shoko.

"Y/n said; she's still angry at you. Don't talk to her." Shoko shrug.

"Suguru!" Satoru look at his friend who held his hands up in surrender shaking his head.

The day passed no talking. Night fell and you're laying on your bed studying your notes in Japanese. Someone knocked on your door.

Opening your door, mop of white hair Satoru in his pajamas and sweatshirt holding a box of your favorite comfort food you once mentioned stood before you.

"Care to group study with me?"

Pouting you snatch the box and opened the door Satoru skipping behind you.

"Where's your reviewer?" Raising a brow at him, you stare at him who plop on your carpeted floor underneath the study table.

Grinning he look up to you.

"Sugarplum in Japan you share your reviewer with your close friends!"

GreyCaelum

PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME

All rights and credits of the Jujutsu Kaisen character(s) mentioned, image(s) and song(s) used belong to their respective owner(s).

Masterlist

#gojo satoru imagines #gojo satoru x reader #jujutsu kaisen imagines #gojo satoru #gojo satoru fanfic #jujutsu kaisen #jjk fluff #jujutsu kaisen satoru #teen gojo satoru #clover&chains series #jjk x reader #gojo satoru x y/n #gojo satoru x you

[kaebedom-me]

I've returned, let me absolutely ruin foul legacy Childe pls it's so tempting

This has the same energy as the nonnie that asked for xmas light bondage HAHAHA

Ruining foul legacy will not be easy my friend umu

Because he's so hyped? You gotta beat him up p badly first

And you also gotta put up with his thicc phat coque but if you're domming I'm sure you'll find a way uwu

Those are really the hard part or getting foul legacy to sit tf down

After that it's really just fucking him

Like it'll be easy for him to wreck because after transforming back he feels all the pleasure and is just,, needs a moment

So you really just have to out last him and his not so sensitive armour clad form first and he'll be a wreck

You could just ride him and if you manage to drag foreplay out for very long he'll be a little more tired and will be more plaint

You can't do like fighting as foreplay though because it'll only hype him up more and make him want to fuck you up

So the moment he's in foul legacy you have to do what he would like usually in bed

Sucking him would be a good way to go first and getting him to orgasm at least twice with just your mouth and hands and maybe chest could really help tire him out

Then you can get on to fucking him as much as you want

I don't think he'll be as cute in foul legacy? Like he's a lot less vocal and his moaning/groaning sounds like a demon in pain

I think it's cute personally uwu but you if you don't think so you might think it sounds like a demon tryna haunt you HAHAHAH

Like you won't get the gratification immediately? But i think afterwards it'll ne worth it because like imagine him so tired and fucked out he's like sorta half asleep and twitching a little bit he can't even understand you if you talk to him

You can't even get him in this state if you peg him that's how fucked out he is uwu

#Which nonnie is this hElp #Ily tho #I'm not procrastinating i swEaR #Childe #Childe x reader #Tartaglia #tartaglia x reader #Spicy #Not sfw #Shanna writes #Ok maybe i am and i hate myself for wasting a whole day

[yeontanismypresident]

Behave | myg + myj

a/n: oof okay so this idea came up bc @cultagustd, @minyoongleschimjoongles​, and i were having a uh spicy convo about what we want to do/have done to us by yoongi and yoonji and a lot of my kinks are being exposed so efhdc i also still suck at smut so pls don’t come and attack me, i know it’s not the best gtuhvf here you go enjoy umu 

Yoongi and Yoonji are not related in this.

pairing: min yoonji x gender neutral!reader x min yoongi 

genre: smut, fluff

word count: 3.6k

warning(s): deepthroating, fingering, spit, double penetration, spitroasting, sex toys, yoonji being a sexy ass bitch holy fUCk, collars, hickeys, spanking, choking, sex lol, yoongi bc holy fuck i love him and yes he is a warning, hair pulling, subspace, face riding, thigh riding, i think that’s it idk i might have also added some warnings that didn’t make the final draft so i apologize t_t

“You’re being such a good boy for me, kitten,” you say, gently circling the butt plug against his rim, smirking when you hear the way he whines. He pushes back against it, trying to get it to enter him. 

You tsk in disappointment, pulling it away and landing a hard smack on his left ass cheek, "Stay. Still." The whimper he lets out shoots straight to your lower abdomen, and the way he sticks his ass out, even more, causes you to moan. 

Rubbing your hand against his cheek soothingly, you grab the butt plug. Gathering spit in your mouth, you let it dribble onto the toy before placing it against his rim once again. He holds his breath, unconsciously clenching. 

"Relax, kitten," you say gently, pushing the tip in ever so slowly when he relaxes. 

Yoongi lets out a guttural groan, head and chest falling forward. He holds his breath as more of the sex toy enters him. You watch with hunger and desire as his hole stretches around the thickest part. Your boyfriend gasps when it pops the rest of the way in, squeezing around it, loving the feeling of being full. He wishes it was your strap instead, but he knows he'll get that later, especially if he behaves tonight. 

"You okay, kitten?" your voice is tender, fingers toying with the plug, teasingly tugging at it. 

He pants, nodding his head and wiggling his ass, "Yes, baby. I feel good."

"Are you ready to go out?" you ask him, getting up from your spot on the ground. Walking to the dresser, you grab the black kitten ears before making your way back to where he was still kneeling. Placing the cat ears next to the tail on the bed, you hum in satisfaction.

Yoongi gets off his hands, now just on his knees, and looks at you, "I'm ready. I promise I'll be your good boy." 

"I know you will, kitten," you're next to him now, hand cupping his jaw, "You're always a good boy for me." Adding force to your grip, you open his mouth and spit. The wanton moan he releases causes you to clench your legs together, trying to get some type of friction. 

It's nearly silent in Namjoon's studio, the only sounds being the quiet beats playing throughout the room, and Hoseok and his mumbling about the song. Yoongi crosses his legs, coughing to cover the whine he let out when the sex toy nudged his prostate.

Hoseok tilts his head, eyebrows furrowed in thought, "You okay, Yoongi-hyung?" You smirk, discreetly putting your hand into your pocket, and turning on the toy to the lowest setting.

"Yeah, you look a lil red, hyung," Namjoon says, concerned over their friend. 

Yoongi nods his head, gulping when he feels you turn it to the next setting, "Y-yeah, I'm fine! Ju-just a little h-hot." His voice cracks multiple times as he speaks, and his already red cheeks burn even more.

"Okay, if you say so..." Hoseok trails off, still eyeing the mint-haired man suspiciously. He was always so calm and collected, yet right now he was nervously fidgeting around, perspiration building on his forehead. 

Your boyfriend nearly chokes as you turn the vibrator to the highest setting. His head snaps in your direction, staring at you with wide eyes. He shifts in his seat, barely hearing the electric whirl of the toy inside him. Glancing at his two best friends, he notices they're both focused on the song they were working on, and he sighs in relief. He'd never hear the end of it if they were to know what was happening. 

Yoonji sings along to the song playing on the radio as she drives home. She had a long day at work, and she wanted nothing more than to just relax. The raven-haired woman frowns as thunder is heard, and lightning flashes across the darkening sky. Hopefully I can get into my house before it starts raining, she thinks to herself. As if to taunt her, it starts to pour. Hard. 

She can barely see out of her windshield, squinting her cat-like eyes, trying not to crash. Lightning strikes down a few feet ahead of her, and she continues driving, not realizing she had just entered an alternate universe, for it was raining there as well. Turning down the familiar street, she parks in the driveway and cuts the engine. 

Unlocking her door, she makes a mad dash to the front door, moving to unlock that as well. Slipping inside, she huffs and shakes her head, her slightly wet hair flicking little droplets of liquid everywhere. As she takes off her shoes, she hears a loud moan coming from her bedroom. Quietly making her way there, she tilts her head in confusion. Why the fuck would someone be in her place and moaning? 

Stopping in front of the bedroom door, she places her hand on the doorknob, takes a deep breath, and pushes the door open. There, in front of her, stood someone cooing at a kneeling man. Taking a closer look, she notices the male looks scarily like her. Before she knows it, she can feel arousal pooling in her lower stomach. She looks you up and down, licking her lips as impure thoughts cloud her mind. She smirks when you notice her, your eyes going wide, body freezing up at the beautiful woman in front of you. Next to you, Yoongi whines your name, wanting your attention back on him.

Yoonji takes in the scene, noticing the way you’re standing over Yoongi. She hums in mock disappointment, shaking her head, “Yeah, this isn’t gonna work. Y/n, get the fuck on your knees. Now.” 

You gulp, immediately doing as she had ordered. Once you’re on your knees, she walks closer, making your breathing pick up. You had dreamed of this happening ever since you had seen Yoongi dressed in that school girl's uniform. 

"You look so pretty, little bunny," she hums as she runs her fingers gently through your hair.

The pet name has your eyes fluttering shut, a sigh escaping your lips as you relax into her touch. A broken moan tumbles from your mouth when she suddenly grips your locks and gives it a hard tug. You're reminded of your boyfriend when his whimper sounds throughout the room.

Chancing a glance at him, you can see him still on his knees next to you, cheeks flushed and eyes blown wide. His cock is hard, tip slightly purple, precum leaking down the front. You lick your lips at the sight, wanting nothing more than to choke on it. 

Yoonji tugs your head to face her again, a sneer on her face, "I know what you're thinking, bunny, and the only thing you're choking on is my cock." 

"Yes, ma'am!" you grit out, liquid gathering in your eyes at the slight pain on your scalp. You now understand why Yoongi loves getting his hair pulled. It was just the right mix of pain and pleasure. 

She grins, "Good. Now, here's what's gonna happen, you're gonna be a good, little fuck toy and suck me off. Got that?" 

You frantically shake your head up and down, licking your lips at the images that flash through your mind. Yoonji slowly unbuttons her blouse, her long, delicate fingers flexing. You can feel yourself throb, wanting to feel those fingers down your throat. Once her shirt is off, your breath gets caught in your throat. You take in the way her smooth, milky skin shines in the moonlight beaming through the curtains. She's so ethereal, you think to yourself.

She unclasped her bra, and saliva collects in your mouth, wanting to sink your teeth into her breasts, to watch her pale skin turn red and purple. Yoonji stares at you with dark eyes, glancing at your boyfriend to see him staring at you with adoration. She smirks before quickly stepping out of her skirt. You groan loudly when you notice she's wearing nothing but a strap-on under the skirt.

Yoonji sits on the edge of the bed, beckoning you over to her with her finger. Desperately needing to please her, you quickly crawl towards her, stopping to kneel between her spread legs. Her digits tangle in your hair, one hand grasping the plastic cock and tapping the head on your bitten lips. 

Sticking out your tongue, you gaze up at her with wide eyes full of lust. She groans low in her throat before slipping the tip into your mouth. Fingers tightening in your locks, she suddenly pushes your head down onto her, biting her lip when she hears you gag. 

"Being such a good bunny," her voice is husky with desire, "Choking on my cock like the little slut you are." 

Her words have you whining in the back of your throat, tears falling as you take more of her cock in, tongue slurping around the thick length. God, you can't wait until it's pounding into you from the back. The tip hits the back of your esophagus, causing you to swallow around it. Off to the side, Yoongi is watching with lidded eyes, gaze focused on the way the front of your throat bulges every time you go down. 

Getting bored, Yoonji grabs your hair and harshly pulls you off of her, relishing in the way you whimper. Pulling you up from your kneeling position, she gently throws you onto the middle of the bed, "Hands and knees, bunny." 

Doing as told, you position yourself on your hands and knees, arching your back and sticking your ass out. A squeal leaves you as she smacks your ass five times. Climbing behind you, she grabs your waist with one hand while the other slowly guides the fake cock into you. A long drawn out moan tumbles past your lips as her hips snap forward until she's buried to the hilt. 

"W-what about me?" Yoongi nervously whispers out, not wanting to get into trouble for speaking without permission. He wanted you to have this moment, really he did, but he was also feeling left out, and just wanted to be near you.

Yoonji starts with slow and deep thrusts, looking over to stare at Yoongi with her cat-like eyes full of dominance, "Get on the bed and kneel in front of her." 

Yoongi is quick to follow the order, scrambling to kneel in front of you. He brings a shaky hand out towards you before quickly retreating it. He didn't know if he was allowed to touch you. Your boyfriend sighs with relief when you smile at him, and he quickly scoots closer, hands coming down to hold yours. 

Yoonji pulls out a small remote, where the fuck did she even get it, and hands it to you, "Here you go, bunny. Play with your little sub." 

Smirking, you watch Yoongi's facial expression as you turn the vibrator to the highest setting right from the beginning. He lets out a cry, body tensing as shivers wrack through his tiny frame. You coo at him, loving his reaction. Though, it's now your turn to cry out as Yoonji's thrusts pick up their pace, soon jackhammering into you. 

“Please, please can I cum?" Yoongi begs, tears gathering in his eyes and clinging to his lashes. You look behind you at Yoonji, wondering what her answer would be.

Yoonji slows her thrusts, hips flush against your ass, "He's your sub. You get to decide, bunny."

You stare at Yoongi, taking in his appearance. He's sat in front of you, cock leaking with precum. You can hear the whirl of the vibrator stuffed in his ass, set on the highest level. Right as you open your mouth to speak, Yoonji cuts you off.

"There's a twist, though," she starts, and you can hear the smirk in her words, "It's either you or him, bunny. Either he gets to cum, or you do." 

Chewing on your bottom lip, you stare into Yoongi's eyes, seeing the desperation in them. He's been such a good boy for you, and there's nothing you love more than seeing him cum. The way his eyes squeeze shut, his mouth opening in a silent scream. Fuck.

Your voice is soft and loving as you answer her, "I want him to cum, not me. He's been such a good boy tonight, following orders without any complaints." You can tell Yoongi likes the praise, his eyes gazing at you with that hazy look he always gets. 

"Are you close, baby boy?" you hum, trailing a finger down his cock, smirking when it twitches. 

Yoongi frantically nods as he grinds up into your hand, his chest heaving with how hard he was breathing. You had already given him permission, but he wanted to be 100 percent sure this is what you wanted. "Are you sure I can cum?" 

"Of course, baby," you say, your heart filling with love at how he asks. Here he was, so close to cumming, and he was making sure you didn't want to cum first. What a good, little sub, you think to yourself.

You grip his cock, feeling it throb in your hand, and start to jerk him off fast. Your voice is hard and commanding when you say, "Cum."

Yoongi's body freezes before shivering at the force of his orgasm. His eyes roll back, tears sliding down his cheeks, his mouth open as he lets out a scream, his cum landing on his stomach and chest. His fingers scramble to try and find something to grab a hold of. Grasping his hands in yours, you place little kisses on his knuckles. His grip is hard, clenching onto your hands like they're his lifeline.

"Good boy, you're such a good boy for me, baby," you whisper, continuing to peck his fingers. Praises leave your lips as he comes down from his high, "You look so pretty when you cum, baby boy. My good baby boy."

He opens his eyes and looks at you with a hazy gaze, mouth slightly parted. You can tell he's entered subspace judging by the look in his eyes. Smiling at him, you lean up to cup his face. Bringing your lips to meet his, you tenderly kiss him, whispering, "I love you," against his swollen lips. He mumbles it back before kissing you again. 

You break the kiss with a broken gasp as Yoonji starts thrusting into you. You had almost forgotten she was there, and you can tell she knows by how hard she spanks you. Her pace is fast and hard, strap-on dragging against your walls and hitting all the right places. 

"Y-Yoonji," you whine, fingers gripping the bed sheets tightly, knuckles turning white. Yoongi grabs them, allowing you to grip his hands instead. He watches as you close your eyes, leaning forward to lightly kiss your nose. A small grin forms on your face at his cute gesture, his giggle music to your ears.

One of Yoonji's hands finds its way to your hair, tangling in your locks while the other is holding your waist with a bruising grip. Her voice is low as she pants out, "Yeah? You like that, bunny? Like being a good little fuck toy for me?" 

"Yes, m-ma'am!" you cry out, tears building behind your lids. She was fucking you so well, and you were so fucking close to cumming. You can that coil in your lower stomach, can feel it ready to snap. Just a little bit more- 

A sob escapes your trembling lips, your orgasm dying down. Why did she stop? You were being such a good bunny for her, followed every order she had given you.

Yoonji bends forward, sweaty chest against your back, her voice soothing, "Sh, it's okay, baby, shh. Don't cry, little bunny." 

"W-why did you stop?" you stuttered, clenching around the toy inside you, "I thought it w-would be my t-turn." 

She pecks your shoulder, rubbing soothing circles on your hips, "You do, baby, but wouldn't you rather cum from your sub's mouth and fingers?" 

Sniffling, you pathetically nod your head, teary gaze meeting your boyfriend's. There was sadness in his stare and a frown on his face. You tilt your head in confusion, silently question him as to why he was sad. 

"I don't like it when you cry," he mumbles, a bright blush coating his dumpling cheeks. You giggle, overwhelmed with love for him. 

Yoonji slowly pulls out of you, shushing you when you groan. She gently turns you over onto your back, leaving a passionate kiss on your mouth. Grabbing your legs, she tugs you down to the end of the bed. Your breath hitches, thinking she was going to go down on you. Yet, when she instead climbs back onto the bed, you're confused.

"Get on your knees, baby boy," Yoonji orders your boyfriend. He scrambles off the bed to kneel between your legs, and she takes his previous spot behind you.

She wraps one hand around your throat, causing you to gasp. Her voice is throaty as she speaks, "Here's what's gonna happen. Yoongi is gonna eat you out, and he won't stop until I say so. Is that clear?" 

"Yes, ma'am," you barely get out while Yoongi just nods obediently. 

The girl behind you reaches around you and grasps Yoongi's hair. Yoonji shoves Yoongi's head between your legs, her fingers gripping his hair tightly, causing him to whimper. He sticks his tongue out, licking a long strip up your thigh, leaving a trail of spit. He suckles the skin, creating red and purple bruises on your soft skin. You whine when he places his mouth everywhere but where you need him most.

You grip Yoongi's soft, mint-colored hair in your hands and tug, a moan stuck in your throat when he nips the soft flesh of your inner thigh. Taking pity on you, and not wanting to be punished, he finally places his hot, wet mouth on your most sensitive parts. 

You cry out, already feeling on the brink of orgasm when he starts to lick and suck. Head falling back to rest on Yoonji's shoulder, you whine and whimper. Her grip on your throat tightens, making you feel lightheaded in the best way. 

"You like that, bunny?" she asks, teeth nipping at your earlobe, "Like the way he fucks you with his tongue?" 

You pathetically whine, nodding your head as tears cascade down your rosy cheeks, "Y-yes! I love it so much, he's so good, oh my god."

"What if he added a finger? What if he added three straight away?" Yoonji hums, leaving a trail of kisses from your jaw down to your neck, creating her own hickeys across your skin.

Yoongi does exactly that, pushing three long fingers into you, his mouth traveling down to your shaking thighs. His fingers fuck you fast and hard, hitting your sweet spot straight on, causing you to scream out. 

"Can I cum, ma'am?" you beg, "Please? I need to cum." 

Yoonji hums, "I don't know, do you think she deserves to cum, Yoongi?" Your boyfriend pulls his mouth away from you, looking up at the two of you. You beg him with your eyes, beg him to let you cum. 

Feeling playful, he answers, "No, I don't think she does." A sob gets stuck in your throat, stomach clenching as you try so hard not to cum. 

How could he do this to you? You had let him cum right away, let him get his release instead of yous, and this is how he repays you?

"Oh? Hear that, bunny? Your baby boy said no," she says mockingly, a hand coming down to your chest, pinching your nipple. 

You hiccup, "Please! I've been so good! I need to cum, fuck, please!" Your head feels all fuzzy, can feel yourself entering subspace. 

"Mhm, you have been good for me, baby," she whispers as she brings both her hands to grip your thighs, pulling them apart, "You can cum, bunny." 

Your orgasm hits you like a tidal wave, the force of it causing your body to shake. You sob out both of their names, tears falling from your shut eyes. Your eyes fly open when Yoongi continues to fuck you with his fingers, adding a fourth one. 

You whine, trying to wiggle away from him, "Too much." Yoonji's hold on you is tight, making sure you couldn't escape your boyfriend's actions. 

"You're gonna be a good, little fuck toy and take it," Yoonji states, loving the way your whole body is shaking. She can tell you're already close, ready to burst again. 

You gasp, fingers finding the bed sheets and gripping them, "I can't! It's too much!" 

"You can, and you will," she knows you can handle it, knows you can cum one more time. 

The second Yoongi adds his tongue to the mix, your second orgasm hits you, and this time you blackout from the force of it. The last thing you remember is hearing Yoonji telling you what a good bunny you are, and Yoongi saying he loves you. 

You groan as you slowly open your eyes, feeling warmth surrounding you. Turning your head to the right, you see Yoongi cuddled into your side, little snores leaving him. Sighing when you feel fingers gently combing through your hair, you turn to see Yoonji staring at you with soft eyes and a small smile. 

"How are you feeling, bunny?" she whispers, not wanting to wake your sleeping boyfriend.

You smack your lips together, "I feel great, a little tired." Your voice is scratchy, nearly gone from all your screaming. "Wait! You didn't get to cum!" you quietly exclaim, about to climb on top of her, but she stops you.

"It's okay, bunny," she coos, "Just go to sleep. You can help me next time, okay?" Next time? There's gonna be a next time? You grin stupidly, eyes fluttering shut as you mumble out your agreement, unaware of the way she gazes at you.

tagging: @sagey-rages

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[splendidly-secret-sick-fics]

I’m Fine: An AtsuHina fic (Part 2)

Here it is!! Part 2 of my AtsuHina fic. 

I’m sorry it took so long. I had a really hard time figuring out exactly what I wanted to happen and how I wanted to characterize them. I think Hinata ended up being pretty ooc, but I’m like okay with it? I kinda hc that when he gets older, he calms down a lot and becomes like a very comforting person to be around. Like he’s still kinda goofy, but it’s more ~refined~ if you will. 

If you missed my most recent post, I’m going to start trying to shorten these fics a bit! I really enjoy writing these, but they’re also very very tiring lol. 

Anyway!! Without further ado... 

I’m Fine: An AtsuHina fic (part 2)

Part 1

Pairing: Sick Atsumu, caretaker Hinata

Word Count: 2,644 (!!!) 

Trigger Warnings: vomiting, swearing (?) 

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“—umu. Babe, please wake up.”

A voice cut through Atsumu’s brain and groaned. His mouth tasted terrible and it was about 900 degrees wherever he was right now. All in all, he’s never felt worse.

“Tsumu, please. Come on.” A hand tapped his face and he swatted it away with a groan.

“Okay, that was something. Open your eyes now for me, baby.” His cheek was pinched. He scrunched his nose and squeezed his eyes open. The light burned his eyes, but when he looked up, he was met with the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. The most fantastic gift he could have received during this incredibly trying time in his life.

“Shoyo?” he whimpered, his bottom lip quivering. Shoyo smiled at him and it was so beautiful and amazing and Atsumu felt so relieved because he wasn’t alone anymore.

“Yeah. Yeah, I’m here.” Shoyo rubbed his hand up and down Atsumu’s arm. Atsumu bit his lip and tried to sit up. Shoyo was right there, gently pulling Atsumu up and into his arms. Atsumu grabbed on with what little strength he had.

“Yer home?” he cried. Shoyo smelled like airport  and it didn’t help his nausea at all. It didn’t matter though because he was home. And he was holding Atsumu and maybe things would be okay now.

“Yeah. Yeah, I’m here. I’m sorry I’m late,” Shoyo reassured. Atsumu’s bottom lip quivered and his eyes water. A sob escaped before he could stop it. Shoyo’s arms around him tightened and that was all it took for the floodgates to open. Tears rolled down Atsumu’s flushed cheeks and he cried pathetically into Shoyo’s chest.

“Pl’se don’ leave me. ‘M s’ry,” He gripped Shoyo’s shirt tightly.

“I’m not. It’s okay. You’re okay.”

Time passed slowly and Atsumu wasn’t sure how long he cried and clawed at Shoyo, begging him not to leave. Eventually though, he calmed down enough to realize that his stomach was still rolling.

“So you’re not feeling very good, huh, Tsumu?” Shoyo asked and planted a kiss on the top of Atsumu’s head. He shook his head.

“When did you get home?” he asked. Not that he even knew what time it was anyway.

Shoyo hummed, “not that long ago. I rushed home from the airport. Samu and Rin blew up my phone as soon as I landed.” Atsumu scrunched his face.

“Why would they do that?”

“Are you serious?” Shoyo snorted. “You texted them incoherently at two in the morning. They said something about how you were dying and never wanted to eat or see the light of day ever again. You scared them,” he paused, “scared me, too.” He added, quieter. Atsumu felt him rest his cheek on the top of his head.

“Sorry,” he mumbled. When did he text them all of that? There was absolutely no memory of those texts being sent anywhere in his brain.

“S’okay,” Shoyo said. They fell into a comfortable silence.

“Can you tell me how long you’ve been in the bathroom?”  Shoyo asked eventually.

Atsumu shook his head again, because no, honestly he couldn’t.

“Las’ thing I ‘member clearly is Samu and Suna bein’ here.” Shoyo exhaled slowly.

“That long, huh? Have you thrown up a lot?”

At that, Atsumu nodded his head vigorously, because yes, if there’s anything he knows about the past 24 hours, it’s that he’s spent a lot of them crying and puking.

“Have you eaten anything? Anything to drink? Any meds?”

A hesitant shake of the head.

“Okay. Well let’s start with that, yeah? Then we’ll try and get your fever down.” Shoyo patted Astumu’s back and made to get up.

No no no. Atsumu didn’t want anything in his body. Just the thought of it brought back the nausea to a level that made him squirm.

“Please no,” he whimpered. Shoyo was standing, stretching his arms above his head.

“I’m sorry, babe. Gotta get that fever down and get some liquids in you. You’re probably really dehydrated. You don’t want to go to the hospital right?” Shoyo peered down at him, an eyebrow raised.

Well, no. He didn’t want that.

“Don’ wanna throw up.” Atsumu pouted.

“I know,” Shoyo rubbed his head, “but don’t worry, I’ll be here.”

And thank god Shoyo was there.

Not even an hour later, Atsumu was hunched over a bowl on the couch, heaving and bawling.

Shoyo made him drink a sports drink and take some fever reducers. He was in the clear for a little while, so they decided to chance some soup. When it looked like he was okay, Shoyo decided to take a shower and wash the nasty airport stank off of himself.

By the time he got out, Atsumu was sobbing in a puddle of his own vomit. From there, the situation only spiraled into disaster.

Atsumu, now clean of his own puke, but quickly sweating through his new clothes, whimpered pitifully as he heaved.

“Tsumu, you have to calm down. You’re making it worse,” Shoyo soothed, rubbing up and down Atsumu’s back.

“I don’ wanna,” he coughed, “puke ‘a’ymore.” He punctuated his statement with a wet belch, as if the universe wanted to mock him.

The room was spinning and he wanted everything to stop. He felt so out of control of his own body. He was sticky and gross and it was so freaking hot.

“I know, I know. I’m sorry, please calm down, Atsumu,” Shoyo tried. Atsumu heard the shake in his voice and he wanted to tell him it was okay and that he was fine and that he was sorry and get his shit together so he didn’t cause his jet-lagged boyfriend any more grief, but he simply could not do that.

Instead, he gagged and choked on a small stream of bile. Everything hurt. His toes, his head, his limbs, his throat, especially.

He breathed heavily over the bowl and hoped to god he was done. At least for now.

Shoyo patted his face with a damp and blissfully cold wash cloth. Atsumu glanced at Shoyo’s scrunched face and sighed.

“‘M s’ry ya had t’ come home t’ this, Sho.” Atsumu felt utterly pathetic. He wanted to welcome Shoyo home with a nice dinner and a relaxing night in, and instead here he was taking care of Atsumu.

Of course, he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t grateful. There was no way in hell he would have lasted another night on his own.

“It’s alright, baby. I really don’t mind. I just wish you weren’t feeling so bad,” Shoyo frowned. Atsumu weakly reached up to hold his hand.

“Thank ya,” he slurred around the disgusting-ness he felt in his mouth. Shoyo’s mouth quirked up minutely.

“Is there anything I can do for you?” He asked, stroking Atsumu’s sweaty hair back with his free hand.

Atsumu nodded, “I w’nna change again. ‘M sticky.” Shoyo hummed in affirmation and stood up.

“I’ll be right back then. I’m gonna take the bowl and rinse it out. You’ll be okay for a few minutes?” He looked skeptical. Atsumu nodded. Leaving a quick peck on Atsumu’s sweaty forehead, Shoyo bounced out of the room. His stomach had been eerily calm for a few minutes now, so he took the chance to relax some and slumped back on the couch. He brought an arm up to rest over his eyes.

Why was this even happening? It was pure misery. If he could sleep it off, he would, but he was too afraid of getting sick while sleeping.

Sensing his anxiety, his stomach cramped. He groaned, placing a hand on his angry belly. His eyes stung. How many times has he cried in the past 24 hours? It didn’t really matter, he supposed, and let the tears roll down his face.

Quite abruptly, a regrettably familiar pressure in his chest returned and Atsumu sat up.

He was going to puke. And Shoyo wasn’t back. He couldn’t move. Should he call for him? No. No he didn’t want to open his mouth. It was fine. He was fine.

His throat constricted and he swallowed hard, bringing his knees under him on the couch. The blanket on his lap twisted around his legs, which only made him more uncomfortable. Using one hand to support his weight, he leaned over the couch. At least he could try and minimize the damage by puking on the hardwood instead of the upholstery if Shoyo didn’t make it back in time.

His head hung limply over the side of the couch. Spit collected in his mouth and he tried to swallow it down, but that only made him gag, so he dropped his jaw and let it dribble out of his mouth. His sense of shame disappeared hours ago.

His chest jolted with a hiccup that scratched his throat and he whimpered. Was Shoyo back yet? He would be fine until he came back, right?

A painful stomach cramp answered that for him. It told him no you won’t be. And with that, he gave up.

A few airy burps passed through his open lips and his stomach gurgled. Please no more please I don’t want it. But he had no more energy to fight it.

He coughed a few times and his throat gurgled.  With another cough, he wretched and a painful mixture of (mostly) bile and soup spilled from his mouth and onto the floor.  

Atsumu let out a broken sob before he pitched forward and vomited up more of the disgusting mixture.

“Atsumu!” Shoyo reentered the room at that moment and Atsumu lifted his head.

“Shoyo,” he choked before he dry heaved towards the ground again. Shoyo sat beside him and brushed back his hair. The bowl appeared in front of him again.

“Oh, baby, I’m so sorry. I tried to hurry.” Atsumu shook his head. He forced down another heave. He was empty. Physically and mentally.

“ I don’t..I don’t feel good at all,” he cried, his voice trembling right along with the rest of his body.

“I know,” Shoyo sighed, “I know. I’m sorry.” He wrapped an arm around Atsumu’s shoulders and rested a cheek on his sweaty back.

“Are you done, ya think? For now?”

Atsumu nodded and Shoyo guided him back to lean back on the couch. He readjusted the blanket, much to Atsumu’s appreciation and handed him a water bottle.

“Here. Rinse out your mouth.” Atsumu took it hesitantly and swished the water in his mouth before spitting it in the newly cleaned bowl.

“I’m sorry,” he said, his voice quiet and raspy. Shoyo shook his head.

“Don’t worry, okay? Stop apologizing. You can’t help it.”  Shoyo pet his head and smiled at him sadly. “I’m going to clean this up and then I’ll help you change, okay?”

Atsumu nodded and closed his eyes. He felt himself drifting off and as much as he would love to sleep, he was still too scared. He really hated waking up all of last night to himself already puking and really didn’t want to relive it.  Every time he felt himself pulled into sleep, his anxiety woke him back up.

“Atsumu, here. Let me help you change,” Shoyo whispered sometime later. Atsumu opened his eyes to find the floor clean and Shoyo sitting in front of him again. In his lap was one of Atsumu’s favorite t-shirts, and a pair of athletic shorts. He nodded.

Together they got Atsumu into less sticky clothes and lying back down on the couch. The bowl was within arm’s reach, mocking him silently.

“Wanna watch a movie?” Shoyo asked. Atsumu nodded.

“Do you care what?” He shook his head. Shoyo exhaled and pulled his lips together tightly.

Shoyo put in some movie that Atsumu was sure he wouldn’t pay a lick of attention to, even if he wanted to. His stomach was still giving him fits and his head hurt and he was hot and then cold and dizzy and absolutely not fine at all.

“Ready to try some water?” Shoyo asked. He lifted up Atsumu’s feet and sat underneath them. Atsumu’s lip curled and he glared at the water bottle in Shoyo’s hand. He shook his head.

“Okay. Later then.” Shoyo put the bottle on the table. The movie played in the background, but otherwise it was silent. Atsumu tried to ignore how terrible he felt and focus on the movie, but it was increasingly difficult.

“You’re so quiet,” Shoyo sighed at one point, “s’weird,” he forced a chuckle. Atsumu’s eyes lazily slid to look at his boyfriend’s cute little profile.

“Mmm,” he responded. Shoyo’s jaw was tense and his shoulders were raised towards his ears. His lips were pursed and he was fiddling with a stray string on the blanket, twirling it between his fingers mindlessly. Atsumu wished he would relax.

Of course, he knew that wasn’t easy for Shoyo. Especially given Atsumu’s current condition. It made Atsumu feel even worse. His frustration with himself increased when his eyes started stinging again.

“Tsumu? Why are you crying?” Shoyo asked, his eyes wide and eyebrows pulled together. Atsumu furrowed his brows and pouted.

“I don’t feel good,” he whined petulantly. Shoyo’s face relaxed and he laughed.

“Well, obviously. But don’t cry. You’ll feel better soon.” He rubbed Atsumu’s shin.

“Well yeah, but ya had to come home to this and I’m sure yer tired and jet-lagged,” he muttered. Shoyo’s mouth pulled up in one corner and his eyes grew soft.

“Listen, any time with you is my favorite time, okay? Sure I’m tired, but it is what it is. Can’t do anything about you being sick other than help you get better right?”

“Well yeah, but—“

“Sit up,” Shoyo commanded. Atsumu gave him a bewildered look, but did as he was told, wiping away his sticky tears.

Shoyo stood up and Atsumu grunted in protest, but his boyfriend walked to stand by his head and shimmied his way behind Atsumu. He leaned against the armrest and opened his arms and gestured for Atsumu to lay back down.

“I don’t wanna get ya sick.” Atsumu turned his head away. Shoyo laughed. A full laugh and it made Atsumu’s heart stutter.

“Tsumu, it’s too late for that. If I’m going to get sick, I’m going to get sick. And you’ll take care of me, right?” He quirked an eyebrow at Atsumu.

“Obviously, but—“

“Then please lay down. Let’s take a nap.”

Atsumu hesitated.

“C’mon babe. I know you’ve been avoiding sleep, even though you're clearly exhausted. Your body will recover faster if you sleep.” Shoyo’s arms were still open and he wiggled his fingers, taunting Atsumu to cuddle into his favorite pillow.

“I don’t wanna throw up in my sleep again,” he trailed off before adding under his breath, “or on you for that matter.”

“Pft,” Shoyo scoffed, “as if I care about a little bit of puke. I’ve puked on myself so many times.” He said it as though it were an accomplishment and Atsumu raised his eyebrows and frowned. Shoyo cackled.

“Tsumu, please. I don’t mind okay? Look. The bowl is right within arms reach. And I’m here alright? You’re not alone anymore. If you throw up in your sleep, I’ll take care of you.”

Atsumu narrowed his eyes at the wing spiker before grumbling protests under his breath as he moved to lay down.

Shoyo’s arms wrapped around Atsumu, one resting on his lower back and the other coming up to play with the ends of his hair. He felt slightly better almost immediately. Yes, his stomach still seemed to hate him and his fever hadn’t broken and he generally felt like death warmed over, but Shoyo was there.

He sighed contentedly and Shoyo’s chest beneath his ear rumbled with laughter.

“Go to sleep, okay? I’ll be here. You’ll be okay.”

“Yeah. I’ll be fine,” he murmured before falling asleep.

#my fics #haikyuu sickfic #atsuhina #sick atsumu #caretaker hinata #vomiting #tw vomiting

[ketsuyuki-hibana-typed]

It may be strange request, but...Could you make headcanons about Kyoujuro and his "future wife" when they were children. When Ruka was still alive, when Shinjurou was a Pillar?

Rengoku Kyoujurou x FutureWife!Reader

When Shinjurou came back with other human that hide behind him, little 10 years old Rengoku Kyoujurou become curious.

He jumped around that tiny human, you, who gripped Shinjurou's haori, timidly peeked up from where you stood.

"Father, who is that?"

"Ah, I haven't introduce you yet. I saved her when I was in mission."

Kyoujurou became more excited, he suddenly grabbed your hand and said, "I'm Kyoujurou! And you?"

"Hey, it's not polite to ask her out of blue like that." His father sighed. "She has been live for a long time inside the forest. She has minimum wordings. Right, (y/n)?"

You nodded, but then open your mouth

"I'm (y/n)."

Kyoujurou's face brightened. The thought of he now has sister was flooding on his head.

Kyoujurou learned that you're once was originally planned to be a sacrifice of the demons. These demons were said that they will not devour the villagers unless they give children as sacrifices every month.

The place where you born was like a camp, basically human farm. You only given with name and birthdate, not knowing who your parents is.

Until you somehow, managed to escape into the forest when they accidentally loosened the door when they're about to deliver you and the other children to the demons.

You learned human language from a rich family that live near the forest, but you quietly heard them talking without showing yourself.

And the rest of the story is survival. Hunting, making traps, stealing swords, making house. All of them was made by yourself.

Until one day, the trap you set was failed to capture the demon. Shinjurou saved you, and brought you here.

Well, actually Shinjurou was amazed by your skill, considering you're the same age as Kyoujurou and thought that potential will be a waste if he left you there (Also, a reminder that a little girl was alone inside the forest all this long time)

Ruka accepted you here, so does Shinjurou. Kyoujurou and Senjurou didn't mind either.

That's where your real life started.

You learned how to speak and act properly from Ruka. Both you and Kyoujurou were practicing together on the swordsmanship.

You learned how to feel from this family

Kyoujurou loved to take evening stroll while holding your hand after practices. He said that your hands are so warm, he thinks he could hold onto them forever.

"You know, (y/n). I think you have this- uh- this-! I don't know how to tell it, but you have this kind of aura, but I cannot describe it."

"Charm?"

"Yes, that's what Mother told me, charm!"

"No, I don't have any."

"You have! And only me who could feel them!"

Lived in the middle of upper class family probably the real definition of real wealth. But apparently not you as an Rengoku outsider. The boys and girls that has same age as you often bully or tattling you.

Kyoujurou becomes furious when he found out, and fight them, even though you always ended up saving him.

"I told you that I'm fine, I didn't take their talks with my heart." You pressed compress onto Kyoujurou's temple. He groaned in pain. "What will Ruka-sama say if she saw you like this? I should be the one who protected you."

"I- I should be the one who protect you! I'm the big bro!"

"Yes." You finished with the treatment. "And I'm indebted because Rengoku family has taken care of me, and I shall pay them back to guard their descendants."

"Wha- That's nonsense! You're our part of family!!"

You didn't listen to him anymore and walked away.

After that incident, Kyoujurou still considered you as his sister, but he never talked about your obligations to protect Rengoku.

Shinjurou always brought you gifts after missions even though he's kind of sucks on it.

"You bought her... sculpture."

"Yeah, any human being in this world like sculpture." Ruka looked at Shinjurou in disbelief.

"(y/n), I will buy you hairpin tomorrow, ok? You could threw that into trash pile or burn it down along with the leaves at he yard."

"Okaa-sama, it- it's okay! Otou-sama was right, no one in this world didn't like sculpture."

"You don't need to cheer him up."

"Ruka, you're so cold."

When Ruka was sick, you took the lead of house chores.

"I'm sorry that I burdened the tasks to you."

You helped Ruka sat down on her futon. Senjurou was peacefully sleeping on her side while Kyoujurou sat with folded feet, listened to his mother.

"Okaa-sama." You bowed. "I've pledged to serve Rengoku family. I will not disappoint you."

"You are one of my children." She let the most tender smile you ever saw in your life. "I never considered you as our guard, so does Shinjurou. You are our daughter. Come here."

You came closer to her. She hugged you into her chest, caressed your hair slowly.

This is what mother's kindness felt like, dissipates into your every well-being. It's warm and soft.

You really wished that Ruka could have longer age.

But everything was changed with quick pace when Ruka finally left this world.

On that day, you felt what sadness is, how it felt like when you holding Ruka's board name in front of the house, seeing people saying 'I'm so sorry for your lost' for many times until you became a little qualm.

But none of nags were spat out from your mouth, not even tears sheds out. You just felt sad, that's it.

Senjurou never stopped crying and Kyoujurou tried to calm his little brother. You had to step out.

"Kyoujurou, let me handle this." You told someone to hold the board, replacing you. You brought Senjurou onto your embrace, cradling him into your arms.

"Senjurou, it's okay. I'm here, Ruka-sama always been here too. She goes to yomi but her heart will always be inside us." You closed your eyes, patted Senjurou's back, wiped his tears until he fell asleep because of exhaustion.

You noticed that Kyoujurou looked at his little brother with empty eyes. You smiled towards him, opening one of your arms.

"Come here, Kyoujurou."

He trembled, slowly moved towards you.

Until he breaks down and cries his heart content out on your shoulder. You don't know how many hours you've spent, sat down there while soothing both of them simultaneously.

On that day, you swore that you will fully protect this family with your soul and body.

After that day, Shinjurou never let anyone, even his children stepped onto his room

Except you, because you managed to 'forced unconsciously" onto his guard. He only let you sat on his engawa room, talking light conversation while drinking tea and snacking.

Both you and Kyoujurou took Final Test together and become demon slayer. It didn't took him so long to be a Pillar while you're still a Kinoe.

You knew how Shinjurou reacted to Kyoujurou for being a Pillar. It really hurts you when you realized how much he changed towards this family.

But you're trying, you never give up to make this family whole again, even though it might not be the same as Ruka did.

So, that day, you asked if he could spare his time for evening stroll like you always did when you were still children.

He happily accepted your request.

Both of you stopped at grilled sweet potatoes booth, taking rest.

"Congratulations on being a Pillar." You gave him flame-motive cape. "This was Otou-sama cape, but it worn out. So i fixed it first."

He looked surprised and freeze.

"Um, it's okay of you don't like it. I know it looked-"

"NO! I WILL USE THIS!"

He wore it on his back, spinned like children testing their new clothes.

"Umu! This is great!"

"It's good to hear." You let out relieved sigh. "And-"

He sat down again, ready to hear your next words.

"Otou-sama.... Didn't mean it when he said he didn't care about you. I know that he's happy."

"It's okay! Father is always like that after all! I just had to-"

"I really mean it." You looked at him straight at his eyes with tender gaze. You reached your hand to his head, patting it. "Thank you for your hard work, Kyoujurou."

He stunned again.

It was like something snapping from inside his mind. His tears suddenly flows without warning.

You grabbed him onto your embrace, letting him cry.

You knew it's hard. It's hard for being cheerful 24/7 because he didn't want to make anyone worry.

After that, he became really close more than ever. He didn't like being called with Flame Pillar. Just call him with usual name.

Uzui realized your talent as trap maker and took you as his tsuguko, even though your breathing traits are Flame.

Kyoujurou wasn't so happy with this decision.

"I became a Pillar because I wanted to make her as my tsuguko."

"You've just BECOME a Pillar." Uzui snickered. "Don't be so cocky."

He didn't talk to Uzui until you scolded him for doing so.

Everyone was wondering why are you still not 'chasing' Kyoujurou. You made your own breath, and talented on almost everything but people just wondering why you couldn't caught up to Kyoujurou.

You never interested to become one, you only focused on rescuing orphaned children, took them into your care. The corps made orphanage for children who lost their family, and you're the one who trusted by Oyakata-sama to lead it because you could handle kids.

You're the one who brought him when he injured on demon train mission. You're the one who took care of him when he's still in comma.

When he woke up and found you holding his hand, that's when the feelings towards you changed, from a sister, to someone that should have Rengoku name as their family name.

"If you really love her, then when will you confess to her, headass. You've retired like me, but she hasn't. Who knows who she paired with while she's in mission?"

"..."

"She didn't want to be Flame Pillar even though Oyakata-sama asked her to be one after your retirement. And you know what she answered? 'I'm not a Rengoku, so I don't have obligation to take that role.' Damn, man, stubborn girl as always.

"Shut up for awhile, will you?"

"Or you wanted someone to propose to her first? Don't you know that she's popular amongst the Kinoes, even other demon slayers? She's caring, kind, good with children and strong too."

"I'll kill the-"

"Wow, keep that killing intention to yourself. The only reason why people who put their heart onto her weren't confessed yet because they knew you will rampage, knowing you as her closest related person."

Kyoujurou crosses his arms, his mind was a mess, thinking on how he could propose to you without being awkward and to avoid the dense inside your head, because you only believe that all you had to do until the rest of your life is serve and protect the Rengokus.

LIKE, LET ME LOVE YOU, LET ME FUCKING LOVE YOU WITHOUT THINKING BEING MY BODYGUARD 25/8

That's what he wanted to scream.

But he just played it cool.

Until he can't take it, or couldn't find better way to propose, so he just screamed from his top of the lung, "(y/n), PLEASE BE MY WIFE! I DON'T WANT YOU TO BE MY BODYGUARD OR CARETAKER, I WANT YOU TO BE MY WIFE! I LOVE YOU! I! LOVE! YOU!"

...he screams from outside the orphanage while you're still taking care the children.

They were giggling, teasing you when you flushed with red. His message was loud and clear this time.

And, that's how you got married.

"It's unfair because you almost knew all of me." Both of you sat down at engawa, looking at your 5 children playing around.

"We've been together for years, what are you expecting?" You let small giggle. His heart was thumped once before quickly averting his gaze to another direction. "Hm? What's wrong?"

He sighed, turning his head again and looking at your bloated stomach, ready for 6th child. He caressed it, hoping that everything going smoothly this time too. He flashed a quick smile, before kissed your temple

"It's been years and I still can't resist your charm."

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[xonxsm]

pastel || bnha x male!reader

---》 two 《---

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class went on normally, with a few glances occasionally being thrown at the [h/c]-male, to which he never noticed- he was too busy daydreaming about kermit and pepe the frogs' forbidden love.

'mi amor,' [m/n] thought to himself with a weird voice, looking at the "man" he formed with his fingers, imagining it as kermit. setting his head on the desk he made kermit kneel in front of pepe, with kermit holding out imaginary flowers.

'i cannot hold this inside me anymore... my beautiful boyfriend, dear pepe, my love, will you marry and run away with me?'  pepe let out dramatic tears and nods aggressively, [m/n] about to make both hands 'kiss' before aizawa brought him to his attention.

"we will be choosing a class rep today."

almost everyone started talking at once, mostly about how much they wanted to be class rep and why them people should choose them; until iida shushed everyone by saying they should choose by voting. [m/n] looked lost.

bruh. i just started, like, two hours ago. i don't even know anything about them- wtf lol-

sighing, he doodled the poop emoji with hearts and flies surrounding it before folding it up and submitting his 'vote'.

midoriya and momo ended being chosen as class president and vice president respectively, while iida sulked in a corner. bakugo- an ash-blonde boy started shouting about the people that voted for broccoli while explosions went on around him.

:o boomboom be handsome tho, me hearteu umu

the bell rang right after that. [m/n] stretched, excited for food, but quickly slouched as he realised he had no idea where the canteen was. he decided to just follow the others, and grinned when he arrived, quickly running to the line to get food.

<<>><<>><<>>

PROBLEM, TwT.

holding his tray he walked around, hoping to spot an empty table. there were many empty seats, but [m/n] being the little antisocial bean he is he refused to walk up and ask if he could sit. he was about to leave the lunch room and go eat in the bathroom AlOnE before he spotted a pink-haired and skinned girl frantically waving him over to sit at her table.

grinning he strutted over with his tray, his tail flicking slightly as he sat down beside an electric blonde. "heyyyy-"

"hey! i'm mina. this is kaminari, bakugo, kirishima annnd sero." mina gave him a big smile while he munched on his sushi rolls.

"yoe." [m/n] mumbled with his mouth full of rice, waving. quickly finishing his rice balls he was about to reach for his banana milk when suddenly loud alarms started blaring. [m/n] let out a soft whimper as he massaged his ringing ears. confused voices and shuffling of students filled the lunch room.

"warning: there has been a level 3 security breach. this is not a drill." an upperclassmen stood up, screeching about how this hasn't happened in three years and everyone ran out of the lunch room, [m/n] somehow getting caught up in the crowd. he could feel tears building up, slowly getting harder and harder to breathe. just as he was about to collapse on the floor- a hand grabbed him and roughly pulled [m/n] to the side, slamming him against the wall.

waht. oh shiddy tiddies I'm being pinned against de wall. a flustered [m/n] looked up into curious red eyes. "uh- thankz."

kirishima only grinned, showing off his sharp teeth. [m/n] shyly fiddled with his tie, looking behind kirishima when he heard a familiar voice shout. he looked over to the floating dude shouting about the breach caused by the 'press'. everything was sorted out, everyone stopped running and went back to what they were doing before. [m/n] yeeted himself outta the corner, quickly walking back to the cafeteria with a still grinning kirishima in tow.

walking back to the table where he was sitting before the breach he dramatically dropped to his knees to where his fallen tray was, his food splattered on the ground. "Noooo... me love, me zalmon roll, me banana milk." clutching his chest with a sad look he picked up the fallen tray and food before casually dumping it in the trash can, a happy look immediately on his face as he let out a smol burp, setting his phat ass on his seat.

kirishima only stared at him like he was the most unmanly thing in the whole universe. BiPoLaR MuCh Ay-

"E." [m/n] stated as he stared at the approaching group he sat with before, munching on a bag of chips he pulled out of n o w h e r e.

realising he was probably blocking the standing group from getting into their seats he stood up in shy, his ears lowering as he stepped aside for them to pass and sit down. mina, sitting in the middle immediately pulled him down next to her, giving him a smol noogie before successfully stealing [m/n]'s last chip.

"beach." [m/n] sulked, throwing the empty potato chip bag in her face, to which she somehow dodged and it smacked bakugo square in the face.

"HEY YOU LITTLE-" [m/n] shrieked, quickly retrieving the empty bag, placing it on the side as he shifted away a little. bakugo only huffed and continued eating his food, while [m/n] sipped on a banana milk that magically appeared.

uncomfortable silence filled the table as [m/n] shifted awkwardly in his seat, feeling like he was the cause. he was about to get up, using "i wantz some more banana milk" as an excuse before mina pushed him back down.

"hey, are your ears and tail part of your quirk? ooo wait CAN I TOUCH THEM? THEY FLUFFY 🥺"

a certain green-haired boy across from them listened in, hearing the word 'quirk'.

"yez! me tail and earz are part of my quirk. i can alzo zhift into a wolf, and like, run really fast. and zure you can touch me earz," [m/n] replied, lifting his ears a little as mina pet his ears like how you would pet a dog- as he let out really soft purrs from his throat.

and scribbling intensifies for midoriya.

"you talk weird," kaminari blurted out, his ears immediately turning a little red. "not that its bad or anything-"

"yeh, itz juzt me long azz tongue, it makez it kinda hard to form wordz- zadly i can't control itz length."

but, i have good tongue technology. [m/n] let out a soft giggle before cringing at his own voice, pouting slightly as he felt mina stop petting his ears. IMMEDIATELY turning red when he felt something poking his tail.

"ZLKDFJNKZ WOMAN!" he quickly jumped up, shifting his tail to cover his growing um... area before shooting mina a glare. "DON'T TOUCH ME TAIL!"

then he dashi ran outta the lunch room to the bathroom, feeling his whole body turn hot as the others stared at his disappearing figure confused.

<<>><<>><<>>

[m/n] boredly stared on as midoriya decided to give iida his position of class rep. not even bothering to continue his story of pepe and kermit, he laid his head down on his desk again, yawning a little.

"psst!"

sero and kaminari poked his ears as he looked over. "dude, you ok? you just zoomed outta there."

[m/n] coughed, slightly embarrassed as he moved his tail closer. "yeah, totally finez."

totally did not get a boner because someone touched my tail. ahem. he was grateful for the fur on his ears, feeling them heat up as he buried his head between his arms.

[m/n] was still groaning internally as the others cheered for the new class president, the one and only iida tenya.

<<>><<>><<>>

"for today's hero training we will be having three different instructors; with them being me, all might and another person you will meet later." aizawa droned on about the training, holding out a card with the word 'rescue' with all caps written on it. he pointed to a rack full of suitcases where the costumes were put. [m/n] rushed over after aizawa told them to get ready- he was quite excited to put on his costume which was shipped to japan after it was completed in [your country]. grabbing a suitcase with his name he skipped to the changing rooms, humming.

[m/n]'s suit was rather child-like, but also kinda revealing. short-sleeved [h/c] shirt with a long v-neck that was tucked into a pair of black pants that folded in mid thigh- and of course a hole in the back so he could comfortably tuck his tail out. then some bandages that acted as gloves and socks, and black boots. to top it all off a [f/c] cloak that reached his knees.

he checked in the suitcase, hoping to find a collar but was disappointed to find nothing.

well i didn't order for one to be made, i guess-

he stuffed the suitcase and collar into his locker and quickly ran out to where the bus was, lining up as iida told.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

word count: 1536 words

ahem.. no, [m/n] isn't in heat.

from what i read from other uh more mature fanfics hybrids have sensitive ears and t a i l s. so yeah [m/n] isn't in heat. it's gonna be weird if he is already in heat after he joins yuuei for like five hours.

the pepe and kermit part gave me inspiration, so I'm going to be writing a whole book dedicated to their forbidden love.

. . .

just kidding lol no-

unless~ ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

#bnha #mha #bakugo #todoroki #deku #midoriya #kirishima #kaminari #yaoi #anime #manga #malereader #hybrid

[creaturecarnival]

Gogomaggedon Part 2

[Part 1]

It’s time for part two of our Gogo’s Crazy Bones Series 1 and 2 review! Let’s-a go!

Name: Helly

Description: The fastest Gogo. His helmet helps him to go breathtakingly fast.

Ability: Continuous Sprint

Now, I would like to point out here that the way Helly’s head tapers in the back is actually something that all Gogos share to some extent, but apparently his is just that much better. I really dig the Nidoking-like finger nubs, and I love that they made him a cyclops. I think the only thing I can really think of that I’d change would be to make the flesh-colored parts black, so the eye looked like it was peering out of darkness. But what helmet-based character design wouldn’t be improved by the tried-and-true eyes-in-a-void look?

3/5

Name: Heled

Description: He robotized his brain to think super fast.

Ability: Mental Dexterity

… ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ʰᵉ ᵗᵘʳⁿᵉᵈ ʰᶦᵐˢᵉˡᶠ ᶦⁿᵗᵒ ᵃ ʳᵒᵇᵒᵗ. ᶠᵘⁿⁿᶦᵉˢᵗ ˢʰᶦᵗ ᴵ’ᵛᵉ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ˢᵉᵉⁿ. Oh hey, didn’t see you there! I was just muttering to myself under my breath. Nothing in particular. Anyway, it would seem that physical speed was not enough for Heled, and he opted to “robotize” his brain. That’s some mad scientist shit. I respect the dedication. Not much has changed in terms of design, but just replacing the cyclopic eye with a red visor is enough to bring this design up a notch for me.

4/5

Name: Skull

Description: He looks mysterious and when you least expect it, he'll do something funny to make you jump.

Ability: Spooky Skills

Skull is a chibi skeleton. That’s all I got, honestly. He’s just nice to look at! 

4/5

Name: ...Skull???

If you thought this was just another Series 2, think again! Remember when I said Series 1 had a gimmick? Well, this is it, baby! Series 1 included 15 “Wanted” and 5 “Most Wanted” figures, which were alternate paint jobs of a select few Gogos. Look at this epic gamer bro! I really love the hot pink on gray here, and the controller positioned like the D-pad and buttons are his eyes is a really cool visual. The fact that he’s also a skeleton is pretty kickass as well, and so I will bestow upon him my first perfect rating!

5/5

Name: Sker

Description: He's naive and everything seems weird to him.

Ability: Curiosity

Sker on the other hand… I’m really not a fan of. I think he could really stand to have a mouth of some kind or at least do away with the weird asymmetrical nostrils. Also, where the inclusion of rib-markings on Wanted Skull upped the cool factor, here it just grosses me out and reminds me of Machop, which for me is not a good thing. Sorry Machop/Sker fans!

1.5/5

Name: Angiru

Description: Tell Angiru your secrets and they will be safe forever.

Ability: Keeps secrets

Doodoo-doot-do-doo-dootdoot-doot-doot! It’s a haunted doll watch. I love Angiru. That big ‘ol head? It’s full of secrets. I’d tell them mine for sure. They seem like they’d be a good listener. As for the design... look, I just like creepy button-eyed dolls. I blame Coraline.

4/5

He’s also got a Most Wanted form and WOW! What a fresh look! Even though these sticker pictures are not usually 100% emblematic of the actual quality of the product in question, I just cannot get over this paint job.

5/5

Name: Angor

Description: Night mysteries are no secret to Angor.

Ability: Insomnia

There’s something really hilariously sad about the one-two combo of the description and ability, like Angor is referring to themself in the third person, trying to sound all broody and mysterious, when actually they just have a hard time falling asleep. I also kind of love the framing of a sleep disorder as an “ability”. All that aside, Angor is a nice take on the Angiru mold, even though it doesn’t exactly leave much room for interpretation, with the button eyes pretty much dooming any new takes to land squarely in “haunted doll” territory, which means in this case, a haunted doll that is also somehow a vampire. 

4/5

Name: Umu

Description: Likes to visit the swimming pool everyday to think up new ideas.

Ability: Intelligent Swimming

Other than the fact that his name makes a funny face, there’s not much I can really say about Umu. I do love me some semicircular half-lidded cartoon eyes, but that’s kind of all their design’s got going for it. Maybe if there was a little more detail on the upper half of the head instead of just a big white whatever, I’d be neutral, but as it is, Umu’s design is just a bit lacking.

2.5/5

Name: Tai-Umu

Description: With the points of his mouth-star he chews the hardest things.

Ability: Star Scream

Ooh, what a glow up, though! Initially, I read the star shape as a nose, like a star-nosed mole; and while I think I’d prefer if that were the case, I like it as a horrifying all-consuming maw as well, even if I’m not even sure how to read it as a mouth at all. I wish him the best in his attempts to gain supreme leadership over the Decepticons.

4.5/5

Name: Aiko

Description: The Gogo with the best sense of smell. Can detect a smell from a mile away.

Ability: Wonder Nose

Smelling, huh? Alright! I would’ve assumed their thing would’ve been more electricity-related, given the jaggedy lines, and I actually thought of them as a Pikachu-adjacent electric rodent (just gettin’ all the Pokeymans in this review, I guess) when I was but a wee Crazy Boner. They’ve got a pretty cute little face, though, with lovely beady teardrop-shaped eyes and stylized flourishes adorning their skin.

4/5

Name: Koku-Chan

Description: He must go to the barber everyday because his hair grows while he plays.

Ability: Manic Hair

Yeah, this one’s not doing it for me. I don’t like how the mouth fuses with the hair, or whatever’s going on with that shape down there. The head-shape really doesn’t lend itself well to reinterpretations, either, with the nub where Aiko’s nose was making for a rather ugly bump on Koku-Chan’s chin that interrupts a design that I think would be okay otherwise.

1/5

That’s all for part 2! Thanks for reading!

#gogo's crazy bones #mod frankie

[the-gedonelune-times]

New Friendship

Rumours of werewolves invading the Academy have spread like wildfire, affecting Day and Night class students alike. Persephone takes it upon herself to investigate, where she meets the blue-haired prefect; Lizzy, where they team up to unravel the chaotic mystery plaguing the Academy.

@explosiveglitterqueen I’m love your OC and I hope I did her justice UmU

“Ah, I absolutely love coming here. The marmalade sandwiches are superb!”

“Bandit, I’m honestly getting concerned with the number of marmalade sandwiches you’ve been consuming.”

“Oh come now, you’re over-exaggerating don’t you think?”

“The amount of sandwich bags with traces of marmalade on them, beg to differ. You’re addicted.”

“Well, it’s not my fault that I like a taste of the finer things in life.”

With a roll of her eyes, Persephone took a bite of her blueberry muffin while she opened up her notebook/daily planner combo, while her familiar, sneakily rasped his claws against the counter, ordering another sandwich.

“Seriously?”

“I can’t help it! Besides, we’re up rather early don’t you think? Sugar will keep me awake.”

“All that sugar is going to send you into a sugar coma, now stop.”

“Fine, fine. This will be the last one.”

“Thank you.”

“Mm…” 

The raccoon-like familiar took a bite into the sandwich and after dabbing around his mouth with a napkin, he looked over at Persephone who had her nose buried deep into her planner. Furiously writing.

“Mind telling me what you’re writing?”

“Hm? Oh. Just some notes.”

“Just notes? You’re writing so fast you’d think you were working for the Gedonelune Times.”

Persephone chuckled. “As if. No, I’m writing down all the things I need to do today. Lucious ended up getting sick, so as Deputy Prefect it’s my job to take his place and teach his classes for the day. Along with taking care of the things he was tasked with.”

“Seems you’re going to be busy.”

“Correction, we’re going to be busy today.”

“We?”

“Yes, we. In return for buying you all those sandwiches, the least you can do is help me out.”

“Such a chore, ah such a bore! But I suppose it’s only fair. I suppose I’ll go and have the rest of this sandwich wrapped for later as my lunch. Oh speaking of which, I’ll need you to take care of it.”

“Huh? Why me?”

“Because that devious feline will steal my food!”

“Devious feline?”

“That blasted cat, Chocolate Cake is his name. He’s stolen my food before. Oh, such a delicious molten lava cake. I had yet to taste it’s divine flavor because that heathen stole it from me! I have never forgiven him since. He and I are sworn enemies!”

Persephone sighed. “You’re really going to make enemies with him, just because he stole sweets from you?”

“Yes, yes I am.”

“Come on, don’t be like that. We can literally go and get you another molten lava cake. But starting issues with the other familiars is something we need to avoid.”

“Since when have you been the one to give pep talks like this?”

“Because I’d like to avoid headaches, thank you very much.”

“Yes, yes, you can give headaches, but can’t take them.”

“Why you little-”

“Oh...man…”

Just as a heated argument between the two of them was breaking out, a new voice had entered the Night Cafe. Their clothes were disheveled and they were gasping for air as if they had just ran a marathon. They stumbled a little as they took a seat in the booth in the farthest corner, prompting concern from Persephone. Putting her planner away, she got up from her seat, waiting for Bandit to hop on her shoulder before walking over to the troubled-looking student.

“Cyrus?”

“H-Huh?! Oh...Persephone? What are you doing here?”

“The usual. What’s up with you, you look like you’ve been through hell and back.”

“It seems like it, huh? I guess the courtyard is...like a battlefield.”

“Like a battlefield? What do you mean?”

“I…” 

Cyrus paused, seemingly not wanting to describe whatever it was that caused him to be in the state he was currently in. Instead, he just slowly put his head down, telling Persephone to go check it themselves, before waving them off.

“Well, that wasn’t very helpful.” Bandit commented.

“Well, he at least gave us a little info. We know that whatever it is that went down, happened in the courtyard.”

“Yes and he called it a battlefield. I’m not sure I like where this is going. It sounds like a lot of work if you ask me.”

“True, but aren’t you curious?”

“Not in the slightest.”

“Well, I am.”

“In other words, you’re just excited to see the chaos with your own two eyes.”

“Pretty much.”

“This right here is why you constantly get into trouble!”

Persephone smirked. “Wouldn’t have it any other way.”

The pair had just started their journey to the courtyard when a figure came flying down in their direction. Clearly not paying attention, they ended up running right smack into Persephone, sending them both flying to the ground with a loud thud.

“Oh goodness, I-I’m so sorry! I just couldn’t bear to stay there any longer!”

“Huh? Millie?”

“P-Persephone?! Ah!” Without any hesitation, Millie through her arms around Persephone. “I’m so glad you’re safe!”

“Safe? What do you mean? What happened?”

“O-Oh, well, you see, I was offered some extra credit if I could attend some Day Class lectures and on my way back I heard a terrible noise! It was like a ravenous beast. It started snarling and howling, i-it sounded like a werewolf. S-so I ran and ran until I couldn’t, to be honest, I was even sure that I would even make it back down to the Night Class.”

“Oh dear…” Bandit mumbled.

“How bothersome.” Persephone sighed as she got up. Once she dusted herself off, she held a hand out to Millie, helping her to her own feet. “Millie, go ahead and head back to the dorms, we’ll take care of this.”

“Huh?! By yourselves? Persephone wait!” 

Her cries were nothing more than a whisper. Persephone had already taken off running, summoning her staff in the process, while Bandit held onto her shoulder for dear life. They had just turned one of the final corners and were about to head up to the ground above when a figure had stopped right in their path. 

“Persephone, slow down!” Bandit cried out.

“No, if they want to get in my way then they can get run down!”

“Why are you so reckless? Oh, dear!”

Bandit, unable to watch, used his tiny paws to shield his face from the impending disaster. He was relieved when Persephone had come to a stop, the tip of her staff pressed up against the chest of the Night Class student who held their hands up in surprise.

“What the hell Sephie?!” Viggo exclaimed while wearing an annoyed glare.

“I could say the same thing to you, Viggo. What the hell are you doing up this early?” Persophone asked while lowering her staff to her side.

“Hard to sleep with all the commotion.” Viggo sighed. “I’ve heard a few students already screaming about magical beasts attacking. What about you?”

“Same here. Cyrus and Millie were pretty shaken up by it all.”

“Tsk, so you’re going up to help those Day Classers?”

“As a deputy prefect, it’s my job to offer assistance. Besides, it’s affecting the Night Class too.”

“Never thought I’d see the day that you’d be taking your work seriously.”

“Unlike *some* people.” Persophone clicked her tongue before using her staff to jab Viggo in the shoulder playfully.

“This is nice and all but Persephone, shouldn’t we get going? After all this incident isn’t going to clear itself on its own anytime soon it seems.”

“Right. We better get going.”

“Wait, I’m coming with you. I want to check out this chaos for myself.” Viggo smirked. 

“I think not!”

“Bandit…”

“No, Persephone no. This is the same hooligan who fed me food with hot sauce so hot, it was called ‘The Devil’s Lament’. He reeks of trouble and furthermore-”

“Sure, you can come.”

“WHA? Did you not hear what I just mmph! Mmm...such a sweet and delicate taste.” 

Bandit, content with having a piece of marmalade sandwich shoved into his mouth, sank down lower onto Persephone’s shoulder.

“You’re forgiven, for now.” Bandit huffed as he licked his paws clean before hopping on top of Persephone’s head, curling into a small ball.

“Your familiar is strange…” Viggo whispered.

“Careful, he might hear you and then you’re in for it.”

Persephone smiled and led the way out into the courtyard; Viggo trailing behind by just a mere couple of feet. Their walk was in silence but the moment they had stepped foot outside, screams could be heard. With a nod, they both took off towards the source and what they saw was truly a chaotic sight. Right smack in the courtyard was a student who was trying to calm down the other students that were running away while screaming.

“I heard there are werewolves!”

“If we don’t run t-they’ll eat us too!”

“Why are classes not canceled?!”

“Everyone, please calm down There are no werewolves in the vicinity!”

Despite her best efforts, the blue-haired prefect just couldn’t seem to get her words across to the terrified students. 

“I swear, when I find the one who started this then so help me I’ll-”

“Excuse me?” 

“AH!” 

Startled from Persephone’s sudden voice, the girl reached into her pocket with lightning speed before throwing it fiercely at Persephone. Had it not been for her quick reflex, she would have been hit directly in the face. Instead, she dodged it by mere centimeters and watched with wide-eyes as the object hit Viggo right smack in the face with a pop. Immediately after, blue shiny glitter exploded out, covering his face and his clothes with it. Oh the sight brought Persephone to tears with laughter that she didn’t realize that there was another glitter bomb in the prefect’s hand.

“Who are you?” She asked while taking aim.

“Lizzy, don’t!” Viggo shouted out while rubbing at his face, trying to rid himself of the glittery substance. “This is a friend of mine. They’re from the Night Class.”

“That so?” Lizzy looked over at Persephone and then put her bomb back with a sigh before smiling. “Sorry about that! You kind of startled me back there.”

“My master is a reckless one, so allow me to be the one to apologize on her behalf.”

“Bandit…” Persephone lowered her voice and glared at her familiar who was now sitting upright on her head.

“Oh how cute!” Lizzy exclaimed while holding out her hand towards Bandit. “Who’s this cutie?”

“That’s Bandit, don’t be fooled by him, he can be a little shit.”

“Now, now! That’s not very nice.” Bandit exclaimed while walking along Lizzy’s arm to rest on her shoulder. “Perhaps you should learn some manners from this young lady. It might do you some good.” He huffed.

“Why you little…”

“Alright, alright, I hate to break up the fun fest but I want to know what’s happening.” Viggo spoke up.

“I’d like to know that as well. I’ve already talked to two Night Class students who seemed to be a little shaken up from the situation.” 

“Oh, right, you must be talking about this whole werewolf situation.” Lizzy sighed. “There’s no werewolves on the premises, just a wolf familiar who was provoked into becoming feral. His owner has managed to calm him down, but it seems that the rumor has spread like wildfire through the Academy.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me…”

“A familiar being provoked into becoming feral? Hah, how weak.” Bandit snickered.

“Pay no mind to him.” Persephone sighed. “Back to the issue, do you know who was the one who provoked the wolf?”

Lizzy shook her head. “Not a clue, I’ve been trying to ask the students but they just keep running away, claiming that they’ll get attacked if they don’t.”

“Well considering that this place is pretty much a doomsday magnet, I can see why. Even so, it’d be nice to get some answers.”

“Yeah, it’d be nice to find the person who made Seth angry.”

Persephone raised an eyebrow. “Seth?”

“How did you know it was Seth?” Lizzy asked.

“You said wolf familiar.”

“I did, but if I recall, you don’t hang around the Day Class, in fact, you sometimes claim that you’re allergic to them.” Lizzy pointed out.

“Viggo, what did you do?”

“Nothing-”

“Bullshit! What. Did. You. Do?”

“Okay, okay, fine. I confess it was me.” Viggo said cooly.

“What?” Lizzy suddenly reached and grabbed a glitter bomb. “So you’re the person who tied the meat to my boyfriend’s ankle?!”

Suddenly, Viggo’s eyes widened. “You’re dating Rex?”

“Don’t change the topic!”

“Wait, hang on a second.” Persephone ran a hand through her hair. “So basically, Viggo tied meat around your boyfriend’s ankle, provoking Seth into going feral. People heard the commotion and thought the ACademy was under attack so now a vast majority of the students are on edge?”

Persephone inhaled and then sighed while facepalming. 

“Hey, Lizzy, right? Mind handing me one of those bombs of yours?”

Lizzy smiled. “It’d be a pleasure.”

“Hey…” Viggo, now realizing the situation, began to slowly back away. “We can talk about this, right?”

“Oh sure, let’s talk about it right now!”

Lizzy shouted as she threw the bomb in her hand, hitting his face perfectly. Persephone followed suit and within seconds, the two of them were coating Viggo and the ground in nothing but glitter. Viggo’s screams were an indication that their attacks were effective and after a few more tosses the two of them looked at Viggo. He was sputtering out glitter as he tried to speak.

“Are you satisfied now?”

“I think I have a few more bombs in here…” Lizzy went to reach for more but Persephone stopped her.

“Don’t waste them on him. Save them for later, you’ll probably need them.” 

“Well if we’re done here, then I’m going to go take a shower.”

Viggo turned on his heel and began walking away, meanwhile, Persephone began to chuckle.

“He looks like a walking glowstick in the sunlight.”

“Pfft, he does!” Lizzy whipped out her phone and snapped a quick picture without Viggo noticing.

“Please send me a copy of that.” Persephone smiled.

“Sure thing.”

“Hey, it’s technically lunch for the Day Class right?”

“Yes, why?”

“Well, my breakfast was pretty much ruined because of this ordeal, so I was wondering if you’d like to come to the Night class and get something. I’ll pay. Besides, think of this as a gift for the start of a lively friendship.” Persephone held out her hand and Lizzy gave a firm shake.

“To a new friendship.” Lizzy smiled.

“Oh hey, what’s this?” 

Viggo’s voice rang out as he picked up a wrapped object. Persephone squinted, trying to get a better look at whatever it was that was in Viggo’s hand. With wide eyes, she suddenly started feeling around in her pocket before coming to the horrifying realization.

“Viggo, put that down!” 

Persephone screamed but it was too late. A blur zipped past Lizzy and Persephone and headed straight for Viggo, landing a kick to his face. Bandit, who had been at Persephone’s side had gone feral and was now attacking Viggo for the marmalade sandwich that Persephone had saved. 

“Let’s get out of here.” Persephone said while taking Lizzy’s hand, leading her away.

“Wait, is he going to be alright?”

“Yeah!...probably.”

Persephone laughed and the two of them ran towards the Night Class cafe. It was truly the start of a brand new and chaotic friendship.

#wizardess heart #persephone onyx #viggo wh #Friend's OC

[peachpeachtea]

Region base leaders/apprentices

I briefly mentioned the leaders and their kiddos on the last post so we’re gonna get into them now here we goooo (excuse the old art on my part i dont have time to make new refs--also all artists/contributors will be tagged accordingly) 

Lark Base--Base Leader, Cadi--Apprentice, Marna  Cadi: She’s the youngest of the 6 base leaders stationed in Asnia (At 20), and the most temperamental. She values hard work and independence, and despises it when people try to coddle or underestimate her abilities. While she runs a tight ship, she tends to be brash, LOUD, and impatient overall,--she’s self assured and very much carries her pride for everyone to see. Her partner is a Dubwool, Clementine, and in her spare time, Cadi has a herd of Wooloo that she takes care off and is v e ry protective over--she often spends nights taking care of them and making sure no trespassers startle the sheepies (and if she catches anyone they get whacked with her staff at BEST--her neighbors aren’t unaccustomed to hearing loud, Galarian swearing in the middle of the night). On that note: she has a really bad sailor mouth. 

Marna: Similar to how Cadi is the youngest of the leaders, Marna is the youngest of the current apprentices in the region. She has a curious nature, and is a bit of an energetic busy bee, who rarely has time or patience to sit down/relax--she’s constantly working on something or another, whether it’s helping Cadi do paperwork (see: doing it for her because Cadi is incapable of filing decent paperwork and Marna cannot stand disorganization), or working in her normal duties. Her work ethic is, in a word, unreal, and that’s one of the reasons why Cadi values her so much as an apprentice and friend. Marna tends to be a bit picky and stuffy, but she thrives in her work and loves helping people. She’s the one to ask the most questions/the one to have the most answers. She’s also loves birds!! Swablu, Cirrus, is a testament to that. She loves him and he can usually be seen perched on her head sleeping. 

-------- Cypress Base--Base Leader, Hades--Apprentice, Lethe  Hades: The leader of the north mountain base, Hades is a confident transman who leads with a rather cool head. In his past he was a very feared individual known as "Hel, ruler of hell" due to his grip on the gang life of the region. He's done things he's not proud of and would likely never talk about. A skilled climber and dedicated to his job and training of his partner Drednaw Cerberus-- he's just a supportive dad figure. Has known Russell for many years, and as mentioned, is a sort of father figure to Lethe. 

(Hades and his art belongs to @edwardsbraid btw!)  Lethe: The least energetic of the apprentices, Lethe is a troubled but soft hearted boy who didn’t intend to become a Ranger at all--he was living by himself with no income for years, on account of having no parents to speak of (abandonment issues ahoy)--his recommendation to the academy was a complete accident, but the school had free boarding and it gave him a purpose, so he took the opportunity while he had it. While he loves what he does, and has made two good friends out of this, he’s struggling to come to terms with his issues and struggles to keep up with his peers.  He tends to be a trouble magnet, so the plot hammer will not be kind to him umu. He’s a bit indecisive, timid and an easy crier, but he genuinely loves pokemon/people and wants to be of use to everyone somehow. He’s not much of a logistical thinker but he’s definitely not a push over physically, which comes in handy--he has no partner pokemon for plot reasons that i will reveal later. 

---------- Red Oak Base (Base is still in development so this portion is likely to be updated in the future)--Base Leader, Bridget--Apprentice, Alex

Bridget: Bridget- A senior base leader with a strong sense of morality and an attitude to back it, she has no trouble rearing in even the most stubborn of rangers. Only the most confident and worthy are able to perform an apprenticeship under her and are expected to take over all Union duties alongside the Base Leader role. In times of peace and outside of work, she enjoys quiet days in her cottage with her trusted Luxray (Queenie) and looking after her Granddaughter Fraise. Her base is integral to communications between the south and north sides of Asnia Rangers, because geographically it’s in the exact center of the region (and her area has the best weather of the two sides). This is typically where all the leaders and apprentices meet up for important meetings and such. 

  Alex: Bridget’s apprentice and a stubborn lad--he and Bridget are often bickering with each other. He’s a dumb little hothead who likes to challenge people and bicker with his mentor. He and her fight like siblings and poke fun at each other’s age (he calls her Granny). Will do things just because someone says he can’t (IE try to lift a log twice his size just because someone said he couldn’t), eagerly and affectionately combative. Possibly has a crush on one of the other apprentices but umu thats a topic for later. 

(Both Alex and Bridget belong to @humanblt​!)

--------- Willow Base--Leader, Russell, Apprentice-- Hestia  Russell:  A former violent tempered and loud mouthed delinquent, used to be Hades literal partner in crime and has been his close friend for many years--eventually, after some personal events that i’ll get into later, Russell got tired of his crime sprees. He has since turned over a new leaf and is a quiet, amicable young man who wouldn't hurt a fly--he’s determined to get as far away from his past as possible, to the point where he dropped his real name and decided to go by Russell. He refuses to hurt people if the need isn't dire, and has been labeled as a weenie for his pacifistic behavior/even temper. While soft hearted, he can be stern, and isn’t afraid to be tough when needed. Dearly loves his town and his new life as a peacekeeper. Terrified of ghosts/creepy places (ironic because he works in the spooky part of Asnia--the local ghost types like to pick on him). Usually seen helping old ladies across the street and chopping fire wood--very sensitive about his age and scarred face, and cries when someone points out a gray hair. Has a Corviknight, Cobalt, who is usually perched at the top of the base. In charge of keeping people out of the deeper part of the woods behind his town. Has a long term crush on Carys and clams up when she's around.

(art done as a collaborative by me and  roseheart-exe)  Hestia: Hestia is a cryptic but very sweet and dedicated girl from regions unknown. She often gives off the vibes that she knows more than she lets on, and often speak in riddles or vague non sequiturs. Locals tend to be unnerved by her general disposition, comparing her to a “ghost, at best”. She hates fire, is creeped out by dolls of any sort, and is easy to startle, despite her best efforts to appear calm and collected. Hestia tries to be kind and amiable, and loves her few friends very deeply, but she’s incredibly stubborn and refuses help when she needs it. Her upbringing made her a firm believer in self reliance. She dislikes people who pry or ask too many questions, and worries over others constantly. She looks up to Russell as a mentor and is especially close to him. Her Pokemon is a Lampent, Chandelle (Chandy). She’s never seen without her hat or her lantern, which glows very dimly--she’s very possessive of them and avoids questions regarding either. Incredibly difficult to make her cry: some people are convinced she can’t. Very sensitive, feelings hurt easily--May or may not be pining after one of her base colleagues, who we will get to in another post. Tends to go “Teehee” when dodging questions or lying. Cadi’s current greatest enemy, because Hestia wanders at night and has accidentally startled her sheep on multiple occasions. 

------- Seabream Base--Leader, Ripley--Apprentice, Melanie  Ripley: Ripley: A beachside base leader!! Very beautiful, but also very terrifying to many. She broke a man’s arm once, and while the context has been lost to time, the reputation she got from it remains strong. Isn’t afraid to flex her reputation when it suits her. Has a mermaid-esque beauty that has earned her a fan club. Her base members are her family, and she is a fierce mama bear when it comes to protecting them. Has a Sharpedo, Shin. Became close with Hestia after a few plot related happenings. 

(Ripley and her art belong to @nimikyu​!)  Melanie: A bright and upbeat former lounge singer working under Ripley, loves nothing more than making people smile and smiling in return. Incredibly patient and impossible to piss off, and loves writing letters to her friend in Pinnate base and sending her little gifts. Tends to be a bit oblivious when not working, often described as having her head in the clouds. Takes her job more seriously than she lets on, and works incredibly hard to meet her Leader’s standards--she admires Ripley more than anyone--Melanie also is incredibly popular because of her former status as a singer so she gets way more attention that she bargained form--but she’s an entertainer at heart and tourists love her, which is why she’s in charge of them/in charge of making sure they don’t wander places they shouldn’t. Has a Wingull, Rio, who sometimes delivers her letters. Makes necklaces as a hobby. 

------- Pinnate Base--Leader, Carys--Apprentice, Rudy  Carys: Cadi’s older sister--A mild mannered, surprisingly strong young woman from Galar. Much calmer and levelheaded than her baby sister, although, sometimes she's too calm, and can come off as overly-relaxed and airheaded. An incredible swimmer, she also works part time as a life guard in her spare time. Cheerful and smiley, eager to help, spends alot of time with the local kids/local elders. (Not to say that she doesnt have a temper, because if you set her off you'll be subjected to Cadi 2.0). Tries to offer help to her sister often, only to be vehemently refused over and over. Can beat all the sailors in her town at arm wrestling, wears sunscreen on her face to encourage others to do the same. Runs a very tight ship and values teamwork and bonding. Has a Swampert, Johanna, who helps keep an eye on the weather/preform water rescues. Vocally skeptic about the supernatural, as an important side note. 

(Fantastic art done by @bastart13​ !! check their art out its gorgeous)

Rudy (bio will be updated periodically)!: A bit of a no nonsense, kind of moody boy--He has alot of respect for Carys in particular because he tends to be blunt and she's the only one who isn’t phased by it and doesnt let it affect her opinion of him. He reminds her alot of Cadi, so she's used to it and knows how to handle the teenage angst. Has a Sandyghast, Gobi! Sometimes Gobi loses their shovel and has a little flag instead. 

(This little man belongs to @liimonpriince​)!  And that’s the gist for all the major protags--supporting cast will come next, and then we’ll get to the bad guys :) 

#Pokemon ranger #peach rambles #ocs #region stuff #holy moly this took so loooooooooooooong #but here as i promised #more region stuff yeehaw #hopefully i didnt miss anything