#nini radio | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

icyhottodo · 9 months

Text

DAY AND NIGHT ˚₊✩‧₊

summary: you have always been in love with your best friend, but you weren’t sure if he liked you back due to his behavior of flirting with many people, including you. but you finally get your answer when isagi takes you out.

contains: f2l-ish, it's implied to but yeah LOL, gn reader, 1.6k words, pinning from both sides, isagi calls you love, pretty, and babe.

nini’s notes: i quite literally hate this but the idea was cute in my head ok? (๑•́o•̀๑) i wanted this song to feel like day & night by jung seunghwan! you guys should give it a listen. lastly, thank you to ri (@riabriyn) for proofreading <3

people often call teenagers and young adults in the prime of their lives. the reason why? because they are old enough to gain more freedom from their family, they can escape situations more easily.

summer break so far has been quite boring; the weather was too hot for you to go anywhere fun. you were lying carelessly on the floor of your living room, just staring at the ceiling. until isagi bursts into your home, happily walking in. your home is a second home to isagi, so knocking is unnecessary for him.

"y/n! get ready; we’re going somewhere!" isagi excitedly jumped onto you after he found you. you made an ‘oomph’ noise due to isagi’s sudden weight.

"where are we going?

"that, my love, is a secret." he climbs on top of you and puts his index finger on top of your lips, showing how much isagi wanted to keep it a surprise.

isagi tends to be touchy with you and quite often calls you pet names. this usually causes misunderstandings between your friends because they think that both of you are dating, but isagi would always clarify, saying the relationship was purely platonic. nonetheless, whenever he is close to you or gives you cute nicknames, it always makes your stomach churn, not knowing if that feeling is good or not.

you turn your head to the side to avoid looking at his charming smirk, but you can't help but hide a smile forming on your face. "alright, isagi."

isagi gets off you and sits right next to you, saying, "go get ready and make sure you dress warmly; we’ll stay there at night."

the next thing you know, you’re in isagi’s car, driving through the streets, recognizing the roads until you no longer know where you are. with the soothing music on the radio and isagi’s humming, you start to feel tired. your eyelids slowly close with time until you lose consciousness.

"hey there, sleepyhead." you can feel a hand run through your head, massaging your scalp. the action was so soothing, it almost made you fall asleep once again.

"woah there, don’t go sleeping on me again, love. come on; we’re here." isagi stops massaging your head, making you whine. nonetheless effectively waking you up. sleepily, you look around your surroundings. you quickly concluded that isagi had brought you to a small local fair located in a park. so everything around you was surrounded by grass, children, vendors, and many people.

"come on! i’ll buy you as many snacks as you want. but not those carnival games; they’re a scam." isagi warmly smiles at you, quickly adding to that last sentence about fair booths. isagi holds out his hand to pull out of his car while saying that. damn. there goes your heart again. you hope isagi isn’t able to hear your heart pounding this fast. you take isagi’s hand, not wanting to leave him hanging for too long.

most of the rides were kid-friendly, so you weren’t exactly out of energy. after deciding you two were done with rides, you two went for the carnival games, and you scanned through the prizes for each carnival booth, which mainly consisted of plushies until an award caught your eye. the reward was a plushie of one of your favorite animals, and it was huge.

coincidentally, you and isagi approached the very same booth with the plushie that had caught your eye. isagi looked at the carnival game, and to his surprise, the game was a kick-and-score booth. the way to win is basically in the name; in front of the player is a cardboard wall with a soccer net painted. finally, a circular hole was carved out right in the middle of the soccer goal. all isagi needed to do was kick the soccer ball into that hole.

"one soccer ball, please," isagi said while pulling out the required tokens to play. this made you turn to isagi in confusion. you thought earlier that isagi had said these carnival games were rigged. now he is suddenly playing them? perhaps isagi is playing this game because the game is related to soccer, as you assumed.

and you weren't surprised when isagi’s soccer ball fits right through the carved-out hole, assuming that's why he won through the vigorous training he went through in blue lock. "wow, it's not easy to make that goal, kid." the booth keeper stated in awe. "which prize do you want? you can get anything." the booth keeper showed isagi all of the prizes he could choose from, but without a thought, isagi pointed at the very same plushie you were staring at minutes ago. your face quickly morphs into shock when isagi excitedly turns to you, handing over the plushie he worked so hard to gain.

"here, it's for you," isagi hesitantly said with an evident blush on his face. flustered by his actions, you still gratefully took the stuffed animal with a wide smile.

"thank you, isagi." you held the present up to your chest and held it tightly. you never mentioned anything about the plushie to isagi. but when you two approached the booth, isagi noticed that you were just staring at the prize you wanted. in his mind, he instantly knew he wanted to win that prize to make you happy. he’ll do anything to see you smile. "you two are such a cute couple. reminds me of me and my wife."

immediately, you and isagi turned to each other in confusion before turning back to the carnival booth keeper. right when you were about to deny the allegations of you two being a couple, isagi beat you to it.

"thank you." you blankly stared at isagi, taking a few seconds to comprehend what he just said. but before you could realize what he had said, isagi pulled you away and started to walk away before you could deny anything to the carny.

you didn’t know whether to say anything or not. opting to choose the first option, feigning ignorance about whatever happened earlier. isagi didn’t even approach any other carnival game after the first game.

you two continued to walk around the fair, eating some cotton candy or freshly made popcorn, until the sun started to set. isagi confidently interlocks his hand with yours, and he starts leading you away from the rides and off to the grassier areas. you can see people setting up blankets or even tents on the grass throughout the park. once you two found a clear spot, isagi let go of your hand and said, "hold on, i’ll be right back soon."

you stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do. you waited for a few minutes until isagi ran back to you, holding two thick blankets between his arm and chest; the other was a picnic box. "here... i got these... for you." isagi puffs out from what you can safely assume was because of the running.

you helped isagi lay the blanket on the grass, and the two of you sat on it. isagi places the woven basket right in between the basket and opens it to grab something inside. you soon find out what isagi was looking for when isagi pulls out two white cloths along with two candles.

"we’re making lanterns!" isagi showed the white cloths excitedly. "it's a lantern festival." isagi continued, his hand gesturing to the people around you guys. when you looked you noticed each blanket had at least one shining light on them. you look up at the sky, and you can see the stars shining. you were brought back to reality when isagi jokingly accused you and asked, "babe, are you not going to help me build your lantern?"

you rolled your eyes, feigning annoyance, before scooting over closer to where isagi sat. in the midst of setting them up, isagi says, "we’re supposed to let these lanterns float at..." isagi checks the time on his watch: "eleven p.m., so in five minutes or so."

the time seemed to pass by quickly since you started to see people stand up and let their lanterns start to fly. you two start to get ready to release the lanterns. you hold the bottom of the lantern’s cloth and gently lift the light into the air with the countdown with isagi’s.

"wow." you exclaimed in awe, "the lanterns look so pretty." once the two your eyes sparkled from all the light from the lanterns and the stars.

isagi wished he had taken a photo of you; instead of looking at the lanterns, he was admiring you. his eyes stay on you and nothing else. "yeah, they look extremely pretty."

you noticed that isagi’s tone sounded a bit dreamy, which made you turn to him. who was already looking at you. your eyes widen slightly from seeing isagi turn pink from being caught by you; you were lucky to catch a glimpse of a flustered isagi because of all the lanterns. you laughed nervously. did isagi mean that you’re pretty? "isagi, you’re not even looking at the sky. how can you claim that the sky is pretty?"

"i mean, you are pretty."

#☆ bllk #bllk x reader #bllk #blue lock #blue lock x y/n #blue lock scenarios #blue lock x reader #blue lock imagines #isagi x you #isagi yoichi #isagi x reader #bllk isagi #blue lock isagi #isagi x y/n #bllk x you #blue lock x you

171 notes · View notes

verslxt · 1 year

Text

radio shows ~ r. suna

“i currently have y/n miya, world renowned model. sister to msby jackal player atsumu miya. and dating ejp rajin player rintaro suna”.

you smiled at the introduction to yourself “i’m so glad you could have me on”

you knew atsumu made everyone listen to this. osamu probably had the tv on watching the livestream. and suna was most definitely listening to it.

“so do you know of anyone who is listening to the show currently” the interviewer asked

“uhm yes i do actually, and i have one correction to make to your introduction. i have my brothers listening. hi atsumu and osamu. and i have my fiancé suna listening”

suna had preposed to you at a family gathering at his families house. atsumu and osamu already knew but not everyone knew. you talked it over with suna if you could say you two were engaged or not and he said yes

“oh wow, how long have you two been dating?”

“well he was in 1st year of high school and i was still in junior high. when i finally got into high school he asked me out. to homecoming actually”

“how did he ask you out”

“a sign. oh my god this boy had everything planned out. i was a cheerleader for basketball during the time. so i helped the volleyball team by being their manager. atsumu made me to do it. i’m not that mad about it anymore because i met suna from it. he used our golden doodle to ask me out. i still remember what the sign said too ‘if my puppy dog eyes don’t work maybe nini’s will’. oh my god poor nini he put a sign on her that said ‘hoco with suna?’. i said yes because i loved nini. nini is now 6ft under”

you felt your phone buzz. you knew it was suna. you smiled a little bit

“your smile is so beautiful”

“thank you so much”

“we’re going to cut to a song. what do you think we should play, y/n”

“let’s play an inrarizaki favorite. ohmami by chase atlantic”

“with maggie lindemann or just normal?”

“normal”

you thought of suna saying ohmami. this boy loved the song. he loved doing some special activities during the song. you felt your phone buzz again

“bitch, i'm fuckin' styling yeah ooh-ooh-ooh, oh yeah whoa”

you picked up your phone

rinnie<3🥰 your doing great baby 🫶🏽

y/n ❤️ thank you baby 🫶🏽

dumbass 1 😐 ohmami really?

fucking dumbass 🥱 yea, lost my virginity to it 😶

dumbass 1 😐 EWWWWW

fucking dumbass 🥱 YOU ASKED

the song ended and the interview picked back up

“i love that song so much”

“me too. now, do you and suna ever want kids”

you smiled. you and suna have been having this conversation since you two got together “yes we would. we only want 2 of them. and if i carry the twin gene then we may have to go through pregnancy once”.

“what’s your favorite song currently”

“i have a few actually! mine by 1nonly, r u mine by arctic monkeys, problems by mother mother and needed me by rihanna”

“y/n miya a mother mother fan?”

“oh and get scared”

suna taught you all those bands. other than a handful. suna really made you into who you are today

“can you do a perfect accent?”

you start in a perfect british accent “well funny you say that”. then you switch to an australian accent “i can do a kermit one too”. and that’s when you switch to kermit “well i say where is miss. piggy. i swear i lose that girl more than i lose my mind sometimes”.

you laugh, you knew atsumu never knew you could do those. so he’s probably surprised. you and osamu yell at each other in an australian accent. and then you and suna go around the house yelling in the house in the kermit accent

“do you know…the muffin man?”

“the muffin man?”

“ThE mUfFiN mAn”

the interviewer laughs “now we know ms. miya can do accents perfectly. now if you weren’t famous what would you be doing”

“ohhhh i would either be doing cheer for the msby jackals or be a massage therapist”

“what would you name your boat if you had one”

“oh goodness, now me and suna have been wanting a boat since like forever. and we decided we would name it the beayatch”

“what’s the dumbest thing you’ve gotten injured from doing?”

“how much time do we have. let’s see i got dropped by osamu and atsumu trying to do a cheer stunt. now based on their muscles at the time you would think they could hold me up right? wrong they dropped me so hard, i twisted my ankle and now i can move my knee cap anyway i want. another time i was cooking dinner and suna was in the mood if you know you know. and he sat me up on the counter and we kinda forgot to turn off the burner”

“how is it like dating suna”

“after noon naps. i get so greatful for them sometimes. uhm this boy can cook really good, he and his mom used to cook together all the time. so he picked up recipes from her. it’s really fun, i’m glad i get to marry him”

“awww, we’re going to go to a song but don’t leave yet we still have burning questions sent in from you guys! stay tuned. now what song should we play”

“oooo problems by mother mother”

“problems coming up”

you picked up your phone and texted suna

y/n ❤️ am i doing good

rinnie 🥰 your doing great baby

y/n ❤️ love you rinnie

rinnie 🥰 love you too

the interview picked back up. and she asked you the one question you were hoping she wouldn’t ask

“so there have been a few rumors of suna cheating, what have you two done about it?”

"“oh, now the pictures that were leaked of him cheating was when we were in high school. that was his girlfriend before me. and we do some checks on our phones, we just ask each other to see mine or his phone when we feel like they are acting weird, but one day he denied me to look and then he told me after he preposed why i wouldn’t let me look. it was because he was texting osamu about it, and he was acting weird because of that”

"oh, so he wasn't really cheating"

"no, he wasn't"

you knew suna would never cheat on you, he loves you way too much. and you love him way to much to cheat on him as well

"oh that's all the time we have with ms. miya"

"oh wow that passed by quickly"

~time skip~

"mhm you smell good" suna said shoving his face in your neck as you texted atsumu

"thank you rinnie"

"what do you want for dinner?"

"anything really, i don't care. as long as its not sushi, i'm pregnant"

suna picked you up so fast you dropped your phone back onto the couch, showing that you were talking to your mom and not actually atsumu.

"oh my god are you actually pregnant?"

"yes rinnie i was just telling my mom"

"i love you, i love you, i love you"

"i love you too rinnie"

#suna x you #hq suna #suna rintaro scenarios #suna rintarō #suna x reader #atsumu miya #osamu miya #inarizaki #aran ojiro #kita shinsuke #radio station

140 notes · View notes

seriowan · 2 years

Note

Hey! Congrats on 300!!!! Well earned!!!

How about Fives with 5, 17, & 30 🥰

(all i have to say is that i had wayyyyy too much fun with this one. for reference, unholy by sam smith was on repeat the entire time that i was writing this. enjoy! + thank u for ur patience!! ♡ )

masterlist ♡

FIVES x F!READER 5. gagging w/panties 17. overstimulation 30. ❝ make me ❞ w/c: 3.9k 18+

A lot can happen in an hour if you’re spontaneous enough.

For instance, an hour ago, you were in your matching pajama set with a gooey gel facemask on and tooka cat socks, preparing for a night of self-care with Corellian tunes playing through the radio and a steamy novel downloaded to your datapad. An hour ago, you poured yourself a glass of wine, and just as you were about to sit down in your comfy bed, your roommate Nini burst through your bedroom door with that grin - the one that generally meant nothing good.

An hour later, you were in a pair of shorts and an oversized t-shirt that wasn’t even yours, sporting a GAR beanie to keep your ears warm and knee-high socks that were painfully too big. Each of them belonged to the clones that sat with you on the floor of an empty transport shuttle. Since curfew had long since passed, there were only a handful of soldiers that snuck to the shuttle with Senator Amidala painted on its side. Only the few who would risk it.

But that was a rather dark rabbit hole that you willfully chose to avoid.

Instead, you preferred to focus on the flickering lantern placed at the center of the circle. It was an unspoken rule that the volume within the shuttle would remain quiet enough to hear the faint hum coming from the flickering light, but the occasional laugh and snort would slip, quickly silenced with a chorus of hushes. Nini and Jesse sat beside one another, sharing a partially empty bottle of neon blue liquid. To Jesse’s right sat Kix, scrolling through the datapad that he occasionally showed to two new faces that you’d just met - Waxer and Boil, members of the 212th.

Next to them sat Echo and the girl that had him blushing for a decent duration of the night. You didn’t catch her name but she seemed sweet. Sweet enough to acknowledge you with a smile and invite you to sit by her side. Sweet enough to kiss Echo on the cheek when they made eye contact and he began to stutter over his words.

To your right was Echo’s batchmate and twin, Fives - the one person in the circle who took unending pleasure in making your life utterly complicated.

Sure, you met up with him dozens of times already, but each time ended up with him teasing you on your hair or your clothes or even the way you would give someone a certain look when they annoyed you. How he noticed everything, you weren’t even sure, but you couldn’t care. Fives was annoying in the purest sense. The dictionary definition of a tease, from the cheeky grin on his face to the wiggle of his brows whenever you were irritated.

Tonight, he sat by your side with his shoulder pressed against yours, chatting with Hardcase about an upcoming mission to a planet that you already forgot the name of. It was his shirt that you were wearing; Hardcase’s beanie on your head; Kix’s socks on your feet to ‘regulate your body temperature’, as he so eloquently put it.

You ignored the fact that Fives huffed through his nose once you slipped the beanie and socks on. You also chose to ignore the sudden twist in your stomach when Fives first sat by you, nudging your side with a stupidly attractive smile on his lips.

Can’t let you get too comfortable, he had said. You narrowed your eyes, making him laugh, and that was it. With a turn of his head, he faced Hardcase and for the next few minutes, spoke with him as if you didn’t exist.

You were left alone to stare at the humming lantern, contemplating when it was time to go home.

As if noticing the energy in the room was beginning to dwindle, Nini’s lightbulb flickered on once more.

She caught everyone’s attention by sliding the lantern to the side, a cheshire grin on her lips as she replaced it with the empty bottle. “Alright wenches, time to get risky.”

“Half of us here are related,” Kix immediately interjected with a frown. “There will be no getting risky over here.”

“I wasn’t suggesting that,” she said with a grimace. “I mean it’s time to up the stakes and play some games. How about truth or dare? Whoever gets the top is the executioner and the bottom is the victim.”

Fives’ attention was caught instantly. It was like a hook suddenly snagged him by the cheek, turning his head fast enough to give you whiplash. “I’m in, but only if I get to go first.”

You rolled your eyes. Of course.

They all agreed with nods and hums of approval, kickstarting the game of truth or dare that would result with Jesse stripped down to his gray briefs (much to Nini’s delight), Kix having to reshave his hair off, Waxer and Nini changing outfits, Echo’s make-out session with his date, and Boil’s naked sprint across the tarmac. It took every ounce of strength to keep yourself from snorting over the slap slap slap of his bare feet against the concrete.

Near the end of the hour, it was Nini’s turn to spin the glass bottle. She gave you a narrow-eyed smile, pointing a finger at the imaginary bullseye she pinned to your forehead.

“This one’s for you babydoll," she promised.

“Yeah right,” you snorted, rolling your eyes. Fate had kept you safe this far, what was one more-

“Fuck yes!”

You spoke too soon. To your horror, the bottle’s end was facing you while the open tip faced the one and only Nini. Groaning already put you in hot water but the look on Nini’s face, the one that only turned into an evil smile as she glanced at Fives, was definitely not assuring.

“Alright sweet stuff,” she grinned innocently. “I dare you and Fives to have seven minutes of heaven in the transport next to us.”

Heat flooded your face in an instant. You clenched your jaw, fearful that anything you’d say would only make her dare worse. If you complained, you knew Nini would add something mortifying. If you were quick to agree, Fives would never let you live it down. If you denied it and asked for another dare, you’d embarrass yourself.

After a moment of hesitation, you lazily nodded. “Alright, but what’s to say that I won’t knock him out and leave him unconscious for the full seven minutes?”

Echo snickered. “I’m sure he’d love that either way.”

Fives glared while Nini joined in on the laughter. “Okay, since you’re so certain about providing proof, both of you have to come back with hickies or else Fives has to give you a lapdance.”

You didn’t hesitate to bounce to your feet, dragging Fives up by his hand. “No thanks. I’ll do the seven minutes. And you better have a goddamn timer.”

Kix raised his datapad with a sly smile. You sighed and muttered a few curses under your breath, squeezing Fives’ two fingers before dragging him to the shuttle’s doors. Jesse turned the lantern off, shushing Hardcase’s uncontrollable laughter. The look of irritation on your face must’ve been the comedic highlight of the night.

The door slid open, metal scraping against metal. It echoed, loud and daunting through the empty hangar.

Everyone froze, holding their breaths as the echo dissolved. Once it became silent enough to hear a pin drop, you let go of Fives’ hand and tip-toed to the neighboring shuttle. Fives slid the door open, gesturing for you to jump inside with an overly-excited nod before joining himself. It was closed in tandem with the other ship, minimizing the amount of noise in the hangar while beginning the seven minute timer.

It took your eyes a moment to adjust to the darkness. Without the collective body heat to warm up the ship’s interior, you trembled like a leaf. Even shirtless, Fives didn’t seem bothered. You rubbed your hands up and down your arms, forcing heat through friction, while Fives placed his hands against his chiseled hips, peeking through the window to glance at the lantern-lit ship next door.

He aimed a middle finger outside and you smiled, rolling your eyes.

“We’re wasting time.” You tried your best to sound annoyed, but the heavy thrum-thrum-thrum of your heart whispered liar over and over.

Fives gave you a loose smile. “Someone’s in a hurry.”

“To get out here? Sure.”

Sometimes you’d forget how much space Fives could take up in a room. Sometimes he’d be that annoying boy with that annoying smile, tugging on the ends of your hair or muttering something under his breath just to get a rise out of you.

It was moments like this that reminded you just who Fives really was. Standing in front of you, looking down at you like you were a butterfly caught in his perfectly spun web. His lips curled in a grin, showing pearly teeth and a mischievous glint in his eye. He sucked the air out of the room just as easily as he breathed adrenaline into you, riling you up with irritation, anticipation, and that nagging little fire that dropped lower and lower with every close breath.

You ground your teeth, jaw clenched tight as you tilted your head to look him in the eye.

He smirked.

“You first.”

Your brows furrowed. “Nini never said anything about me making the moves here, sweetheart.”

“Aw,” he curled his lip in a faux pout. “That’s no fun. What happened to playing fair?”

Playing fair. When did Fives ever play fair? He didn’t play fair when you were on a com call with your boss, moaning in the background like he was getting the best blowjob of his life. He didn’t play fair when you caught his flirty smile during a senatorial banquet, all while he was flirting with one of your coworkers. He was a player, a dirty trickster, and he never once gave you the impression that he played fair.

But neither did you.

Your scowl slowly softened into a smile.

“Alright,” you shrugged. “I’ll go first.”

You took a step towards the shuttle’s window, exhaled until the glass fogged, and slapped your hand against it.

“Oh, Fives,” you moaned loudly, causing his eyes to widen and his mouth to pop open. “Oh gods, right there, right there! God, that’s so good-!”

Your moans were cut off when Fives clamped his hand over your mouth, roughly pulling your back to his chest. His lips hovered over your ear as he hissed, “What the kriff are you doing? Are you trying to get us in trouble?”

You huffed a breath through your nose. The second he let go, you let loose a loud moan, mewling his name as if he was giving you a mindblowing orgasm.

Fives’ hand slapped over your lips once more. Before you could lick or bite your way out, he spun you around and pressed your back against the cold metal wall, dipping his head to meet your gaze.

“Stop it. You’ll get us caught!”

“Not me,” you sneered. “Just you. Think of this as payback for all the shit you put me through.”

Fives opened and closed his mouth like a fish, struggling to come up with an excuse. The brief silence gave you time to suck in a breath, smiling as you prepared to start moaning - only to be silenced when Fives gripped your jaw between his thumb and fingers. He roughly arched your face to his and for the first time that night, you noticed just how close his lips were to your own.

“Stop it,” he growled with frustration, “Gods you know just how to drive me insane so just shut up.”

Everything was spiraling out of control. Your heartbeat had crawled into your temples. His fingers digging into your cheeks felt gentler, like a soft cradle instead of a tight grip. His thumb dropped down to your chin, inching to your bottom lip for the softest caress. His eyes, fiery yet conflicted, dropped to your mouth before darting up to your eyes. The words were forming on your lips before you could even think about the consequences, before you could even consider where things would go…

“Make me.”

Electricity hummed in the air. It was static, tingling down your legs as realization slowly settled on Fives’ face. His anger disappeared and he smiled, huffed a laugh through his nose, and lowered his head to skim your lips together.

“Yeah? You want me to make you quiet? You don't know what you're asking for, baby girl.”

“I gave you an order, soldier,” you murmured, your breath hot against his lips. “And you’ve got less than five minutes to follow it.”

Fives exhaled a breath, amusement burning in his eyes alongside something else. Something satisfied.

Never in your life did you think you would enjoy having a full-grown man submit to your demands, but Fives’ quick obedience ignited a dark flame. It sizzled and burned, crackling and flaming even louder as he dropped to his knees in front of you, hands sliding down your waist and hips like he was appreciating art. Hooking your thumbs in your waistband, you were stopped when Fives looked up through his long lashes, plump limps seemingly softer than pillows as he smiled suggestively. What a devil.

“Let me.”

Soft. Malleable. Your limbs were dough, melting into his touch as he simultaneously dragged your pants and panties down your legs. You raised each foot, watching him slide your clothes off to the side before plucking your panties and holding them up.

“Bite on it. Unless you want the entire base to hear you scream my name when I make you come on my tongue.”

You wet your lips. This was the side of him that he teased. The side of him that would peek through with every wink or long stare. Like a drug, a simple taste on the tip of your tongue was enough to leave you addicted.

Nodding, you leaned over, dazed and doe-eyed as Fives used two fingers to push the cloth into your open mouth. He gathered spit from your bottom lip, smiling with satisfaction when you moaned.

“That’s my good girl.”

Were you praying? Begging? Pleading for him to finally take action before the timer could run out? You weren’t sure anymore. The words that crossed your mind had dwindled down to nothing more than pathetic pleads of more, more, more. More adrenaline. More need. More desire.

More of that stupid smirk on his lips as he grabbed your thigh, draping a leg over his shoulder. You reached up, grabbing onto the shuttle’s hanging handle with one hand while the other weaved through his hair, gripping tight. Your entrance was poised right at his mouth but he fought against the desire in his eyes to blow a hot breath of air against your swollen folds.

The fabric in your mouth did its job to muffle your moans.

“Naughty little brat,” he murmured more to himself than to you. “All these months and this is what it takes to taste you. A fucking dare and a seven-minute timer.”

“Four,” you said, voice muffled. “Four minutes.”

He peered up at you through the curtain of his lashes, smirking at your quip. There was even the slightest glint of pride.

Impatience drove you to buck your hips and he chuckled, purring, “Needy, needy girl.”

You let out a throaty noise when he blew another teasing breath, only to gasp loudly as he sunk his tongue in your cunt. Thighs clenching instinctively, you rocked your head back and tightened your hold in his hair. Large hands palmed your ass, tightening and kneading hard enough to leave fingertip-shaped bruises.

He lathered your clit in saliva, flicking and stroking with a desperate satisfaction. Your legs quivered when he teased his tongue in a pattern, lovingly decorating your flesh until you were struggling to stand, breathing only through heavy gasps.

The timer was ticking. Any second now, you’d hear a knock. Maybe a flash of light. Would a peek through the foggy window show giddy smiles and sly winks? A flashlight from a commanding officer? There was always the possibility of being caught. Against your instinct to feel panicked, you felt even hotter, as if the thought of being seen only made you wetter against his impatient tongue.

Fives met your eyes when you glanced down your belly. He fit between your legs like the missing piece to your puzzle, eyes blown wide in bliss. The softest moans slipped between each impatient lick, flick, suck and swivel, cheeks flushing red when he saw the tears of pleasure in your eyes. The bridge of his nose bumped your clit, breathy exhales grazing your sensitive cunt as you clenched around nothing. As if the absence called his name, he teased your entrance with two fingers, giving them a long suck before pushing them inside ever so gently.

You were squirming now, moaning around the saliva ridden cloth. Watching Fives with his hungry eyes, tongue circling your throbbing nub while he fingered you with shallow thrusts, was almost too much. And Fives didn’t even care. He even picked up the pace, fucking you with his tongue while the pad of his thumb swiveled against your clit. Like he knew that you were ready to come undone and he wanted it all.

When you screwed your eyes shut and rocked your head back, preparing yourself for the shattering blow of an orgasm, he tauntingly pulled his mouth away. A thread of spit followed his bottom lip, hazy eyes drunkenly dragging up your body.

“Open your eye and look at me when you come, princess.”

You dropped your chin to your chest with a shaky breath. Needy desperation finally took its hold as you began to plead, begging for him to just continue, to feed you with more of this addictive pleasure. It was like you were possessed by a succubus, aching for one thing and one thing only.

Fives.

Satisfaction burned in his eyes. Fives rewarded you with his fingers, shallow thrusts now quick and consuming, desperate and fast. Obscene noises drowned out your muted cries. The ticklish drip of saliva traveled down your thigh, streaking his glistening chin and nose.

You relished every bit of attention with muffled cries of ecstasy, and it wasn’t long before you violently quivered, thigh clenching over his shoulder as you came all over his mouth. It hit you hard enough to send your head reeling back, eyes screwed tight enough to spread stars across that comforting darkness.

Sensitive tingles surged down your legs, curling your toes and tightening the muscles in your calves. It ached, it hurt, and it only grew stronger as Fives continued lapping his tongue through your folds, sloppily licking you clean. Each graze against your sensitive clit had you squirming in his greedy grasp, tears streaming out of the corners of your eyes.

Fives only stopped when the tremor in your legs subsided. When you weren’t even wailing, reduced to a silent puddle of overstimulated whimpers. He pulled his fingers out of your cunt with a squelch and lowered your quivering leg to the ground. Your hand left his hair to grip the bar above your head, maintaining yourself upright as Fives stood.

Plucking the panties from your mouth, he replaced it with a slick finger. You wrapped your lips around it and sucked it clean, foggy eyes of pleasure fluttering shut. He pulled his hand from your mouth and raised it to his own lips, dragging his tongue over the second glistening finger. A satisfied hum rumbled from his chest. “You taste just as sweet as I thought you would.”

There was nothing else to do but giggle breathlessly. You couldn’t mutter a clear word, much less walk with your useless legs. Every step made them tremble like jello. Fives’ four-minute orgasm had truly sent you to paradise and back, leaving you dry-mouthed and tired enough to fall into a coma.

As if on cue, a tap-tap-tap echoed from the shuttle’s window. You lowered your hands, reaching for the clothes that Fives plucked off the ground and extended your way. He leaned against the glass while you quickly slipped the clothes back on. After taming the crinkles in your shirt, you met Fives cheeky grin and flushed red.

Grabbing his hand, you perched on the tips of your toes and kissed his cheek.

He returned the sentiment with a kiss to the forehead, looping his arm around your waist before sliding the door open.

Nini stood between the two ships with a knowing grin already plastered on her face. A single look between you and Fives had her silently squealing, clapping her hands together in victory.

“I called it!” She whisper-shouted, turning over her shoulder to look back into the crowded ship. “I fucking called it!”

Fives' beaming smile was enough of a confirmation, sending them all into quiet groans. You vaguely noticed Jesse handing a small pouch of credits into the expectant hand of a smugly smiling Echo. Nini gave you a proud wink, making you flush all over again. Kix shook his head while Waxer and Boil flashed two thumbs of approval.

Fives’ grip only tightened around your waist as you returned to the lantern-lit shuttle. You returned to your places in the circle but found yourself leaning into Fives’ side, unable to cool the red flush from your heated cheeks.

“Remind me to call a mandatory sanitation of shuttle 224 tomorrow,” Kix muttered to the snickering boys near him.

You opened your mouth to speak when Nini suddenly beat you to it.

“One little thing before we get back to our game,” she drawled. “Where are your hickies?”

You felt your heart drop to your ass. Eyes wide, you snapped your head towards Fives, only to be greeted with a wide grin.

“Yeah, babe. Where are our hickies?”

You sputtered, unable to come up with an excuse in time before Fives was already standing. He dragged his bottom lip between his teeth and looked back at Nini.

“No hickies meant a lap dance, right?”

Nini nodded wickedly, grinning wider at the daggers that bled from your eyes. You dirty, scheming, plotting gargoyle.

Fives pointed a finger at you, sliding his hand down his body with an exaggerated swivel of his hips.

“Prepare for the best lap dance you’ll ever get in your life, baby.”

Knowing there was no getting out of this, you sat back on your palms and smiled. His brothers began to laugh, sneering and heckling Fives’ awkward moves and outsized dances. Nini began to whisper-shout cheers and encouraging quips, gesturing with her hands like she was throwing money. Echo palmed his face and shook his head, profusely apologizing to his date about his brother’s lack of normalcy.

Through it all, Fives was the only one who had your attention. Sure, he was embarrassing himself to no end, but you had already come to the conclusion that this was Fives: annoying, infuriating, undeniably weird sometimes, but also yours.

He was silly, gorgeous, and even cuter when he grinned like he was on a sugar high. This was Fives and he was, without a droplet of doubt, now wrapped around your pretty little finger.

So without shame, you sat back and enjoyed the show.

taglist + friends who might be interested! @corona-one @eloquentmoon @maulslittlemeowmeow @misogirl828 @theclonesdeservebetter @frietiemeloen @pinkiemme @torchbearerkyle @witchklng @ivela3 @mo-i-ra @cyanide-ghost @simping-for-fives @twistedstitcher27 @rexxdjarin @moonstrider9904 @discarded-beskar @jedimastersovi @queenquazar @love-like-poetry @kaminocasey @daddykin-skywalker @sunflowerrex @lucyysthings @boomtowngirl

#fives x reader #fives smut #arc trooper fives #arc trooper fives x reader #seriowan's 300 celebration #seriowan's smutty sleepover

161 notes · View notes

undrthelights · 5 months

Note

26 + 87 for ur apple music babe <333

nini!! mwah

26. radio - lana del rey

i like this part literally just because i moved to la and it is paradise

87. the greatest - lana del rey

she’s so me

send me a number 1-100

#asks <3

7 notes · View notes

rkrispyt · 2 years

Text

Ok ok ok I know we all keep joking about it but seriously: HAS SOMEONE CHECKED ON MATT CORNETT?!

Do we know he’s ok?

Poor thing must be so disappointed and sad.

It’s so clear this character and show and cast has meant so much to him, what an unceremonious, thankless way to be treated right now. Especially if this season was EJ’s last.

So much care for a lovely farewell for Nini, meanwhile…nothing for EJ but everything being taken away and no word if he’ll truly return or not. We don’t even know if that (whatever that was) is goodbye.

Poor Matt.

ETA I only realized today that he didn’t know how that last scene played out until it aired. And on top of that all these interviews with Tim… Damn, that had to hurt. Is it a coincidence that it’s the one time this season that after an episode dropped he hasn’t posted anything about it or shared bts pics and things? Just radio silence…someone hug him for us all please?

#Matt Cornett #hsmsmts rant #EJ Caswell

42 notes · View notes

idv-thespians · 5 months

Text

INTRO POST

Weeeelcome! This blog is run by our lovely director, mun fifi! When viewing a play, what is it you desire? Laughter? Grief? Or perhaps, walking away a little bemused? I am your lovely director, and I will certainly fulfil all your wishes! My darlings , sit tight, relax, and have fun! (credit: @cafekitsune for the banners)

EVENTS

There are currently no events~ check back later!

THE CAST

What’s a great show without its actors? Surely, you must learn of our quintet of mystery! Whether you thirst for revenge, aim for the stars, or deep within your heart, I hope, as the director of this comedic tragedy, that your desire resonates with theirs!

MAIN CHARACTERS:

Shiloh Monroe (Survivor, hunter switch available) Elaine Schreiber (Survivor, hunter switch available) Quinn Stewart (Survivor, hunter switch available) Hugo Drakenburg (Survivor, hunter switch available) Liam Hubert (Hunter, survivor switch available)

SIDE CHARACTERS:

Andrea Boulanger Aldrich Monroe Minerva Monroe ”Officer Orr” (also known as: Jonathan Orr)

RULES

This blog WILL cover dark topics including but not limited to: death, death of loved ones, alcoholism, gaslighting, manipulation, poisoning and violence. I tag all triggering content with “tw [content]”.

Mun is 18, but overly nsfw asks will be deleted. If an ask makes me uncomfortable, I will address it. If you want to ask about an ask you sent, feel free~

Mun will not always answer asks and/or rps quickly frequently due to real life, but if an ask and/or rp hasn’t been addressed in a week, feel free to drop a kind reminder.Mun will not always answer asks and/or rps quickly frequently due to real life, but if an ask and/or rp hasn’t been addressed in a week, feel free to drop a kind reminder.

I try to match my rp length to the length I receive. Keyword try. Do let me know if you find my rp length too long/short and I will try my best to adjust accordingly.

Try to limit god-modding, I’m not strict with this because the only issue is it ruins the fun, but sometimes it can be fun. I’m open about it, fret not. Also, magic anons are allowed!

SKIN TRIBUTE CORNER

A HUUGE thank you to you, my most adoring fans who made these amazing costumes for our participants !!! I am in tears every time you bless my eyes with thine divine creations! Our actors appreciate it as well~ feel free to ask them about their skins- or perhaps, these “skins” might be a little… more than so? — all skins that AREN’T mine will have the creator’s name next to it!

Shiloh Monroe

(SS) King of Lies

(S) Dolos (Nini)

(S) Ringmaster (Yami)

(S) That one Lady Bella skin (Joe)

(A) Devil’s Train (Yami)

(A) Ad Aspera Per Astra [ONCE]

(A) Mr Ripley [Deduction Star]

(B) Green Axolotl (Pins)

(B) Sapphire Blue (Pins)

Elaine Schreiber

(S) Marmoris

(S) Allay (Pins)

(S) That one firefly skin (Joe)

(A) Phoenix Ring (Pins)

(A) Blue Monarch (Pins)

(A) Belle [Deduction Star]

(B) Assistant of the Messenger (Sleepy)

(B) Orderly Poem (Yami)

(B) Envoy of Knowledge (Yami)

Quinn Stewart

(S) Graceful Swan (Pins)

(S) Found

(A) Voice of Reason (Yami)

(A) The Guiding Light (Yami)

Hugo Drakenburg

(A) The Dynamite Gentleman (Yami)

(A) London Merchant [Deduction Star]

(B) Trapped on the Carousel (Yami)

Liam Hubert

(SS) The Mourner

(S) Forlorn Groom

(S) B-52

(S) The Elder God of Winter (Yami)

(S) Harlequinn (Yami)

(A) Heart of the Night (Yami)

(A) Midnight Phantom (Yami)

(A) The Old Radio Host (Yami)

(A) Wise, Rich Groom (Yami)

(A) Glitched Guest (Yami)

(A) The Plague (Pins)

(A) Ivory Night (Pins)

(A) Enderman (Pins)

(A) Lumine Lunae Ductus [ONCE]

(A) The Raven [Deduction Star]

Andrea Boulanger

Kiana Dean (Yami) (Technically she counts LOLOL)

#off stage // ooc #spotlight's on you // announcement

6 notes · View notes

nuclearanomaly · 2 years

Text

12 – Miss the Boat

Technically a mini follow-up to the Valentione’s Day fic I wrote recently (x)

wc. 530 | Bookshop AU | Chat Fic

Snowy countryside sped past outside the car window. Hilda was content to watch it, lost in thought as she absently tapped along to the beat of the song playing on the radio. Her phone pinged suddenly in the depth of her jacket pocket, cutting through the music. She fished it out, raising an eyebrow as the notification was tagged to the band group chat, and then smirking as she read the message.

> Varlineau I’m moving this conversation here because I swear I’m going to lose my mind and it’s only 11am

Eager to get involved before Estinien has a chance to try and defend himself Hilda tapped out a hasty response.

Oh, what’s he done now? <

> He took Ninira out for Valentione’s Day and they’re somehow still not dating

> Because it wasn’t a date. We just went to grab some food.

Seriously Estinien? On Valentione’s Day and everything? <

> People are allowed to hang out on stupid holidays and not celebrate them.

> Varlineau I swear if you don’t ask her out properly I’m going to find someone else to hook her up with.

Oh, I like this idea! I mean if Estinien isn’t going to do shit the least we could do is find someone who will! <

> Exactly, we’ve done our best! > At this point he’s a lost cause.

> Thanks…

> ….

> Hey Fray, welcome to the intervention

Morning Fray! < Know anyone looking for a very cute girlfriend? < Despite popular belief Nini is very much on the market. <

> hm, no. but i could ask

> ...Really? You too?

> Don’t whine Varlineau, you’re the one that refuses to do anything about all this > Grow a spine, then we’ll talk

It’s impressive you can even hold up your guitar tbh <

> 😑

> what about your other friend? the one with the blue hair?

Haurchefant? <

> he seems like he’d be dtf with anyone

Hilda, who was in the middle of taking a sip from her coffee, snorted, choked and spat most of the contents back into the cup earning a concerned look from Lucia who sat behind the steering wheel.

“You alright?”

“Fine. Just Fray fucking casually commenting in the band chat that Haurchefant has “down to fuck” energy catching me off guard is all.”

“I mean, he’s not wrong… but do I want to know why this is your band’s morning conversation?”

“We’re discussing new dating options for Ninira. Any suggestions?”

Lucia sighed, “Is Estinien in trouble again?”

“Just a bit.” Her phone pinged again.

> While you are not wrong I’m not sure if Ninira is looking for that kind of energy > Varlineau, thoughts?

> I am not talking about this with any of you

> Your loss > But seriously if you don’t do something you’re going to miss your opportunity and then you’ll be sorry

Aw Ysayle, getting serious already? I wanted to have fun for a bit longer! <

> And if you don’t do something I’m kicking you from the band

Ohh shit!! <

> wtf no you’re not

> Know any bassists, Fray?

> maybe > if i tell rielle she can join the band if she learns bass?

> Perfect!

> You’re not replacing me with a 12 year old

She’ll have more spine than you do <

> truth

> I hate all of you.

#ffxivwrite2022 #Bookshop AU #Hilda Ware #Ysayle Dangoulain #Estinien Varlineau #Fray Myste #with a brief appearance by #Lucia Junius #and mentioned but not featured #Ninira Nira #tfw the band grows increasingly tired of your shit #and will take it out on you in a group format #yeets #I guess I can say I've accomplished 2 entries #also chat fic + tumblr TERRIBLE formatting is hell im sorry #writing: mine

22 notes · View notes

ukgk · 7 months

Text

#nanikura #triumphal records #nini radio #music #chiptune #vgm

30 notes · View notes

a-tale-never-told · 8 months

Text

The Andorpov Doctrine.

Somewhere in Keyna, Africa, August 31st, 2012,2:30am.

*In the abode of a three-story mansion, one man sleeps in a luxury bed. This is Uhuru Kenyatta, a political activist and anti-communist speaker. He is a leader in the political government that is fighting the Kenyan militia groups sponsored by the Soviets and Cuba*.

*Kenyatta is one of the main leaders and an advocate for continuing the conflict with the communist militias. He is also an outspoken critic of Soviet and Cuban interventionism in the African continent, calling for Keyna not to be controlled by foreign powers*.

*As Kenyatta sleeps, a plane flies by, an Antonov An 12 transport aircraft, and from it 30 men parachute from the back side of the plane, landing only a few kilometers from the mansion and into the trees*.

???: Быстрее, давай двигаться!( Quickly, let's move!)

*Upon hearing this, the squad of Spenatz move in position just a few meters from the guarded entrance. As they prepare, two other Spenatz put explosive charges on the left side of the mansion, then fall back into place. Another two Spenatz take position near a clearing near the guard's positions. The Commander looks to his men*.

Commander: Готовый?( Ready?)

*The men simply nod in response. The squad leader then waits for a few moments to give the command*.

...

Commander: Сейчас!( Now)

*Upon hearing the command, the squad moves in emerges out of the bushes, and begins to fire off the bullets from the Akm assault rifles*.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Guard: Ugh!

Ratatatatatatat!

Guard: Agh!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Guard: Ack!

Guard: Uhh!

*Bullets rip into the guards outside as their bodies are riddled before they get a shot off. From inside the palace, the guards hear the shots and get confused*.

Guard: Nini kinaendelea hapa? ( What's going on?)

BOOOM!

Guard: Ahhh!

*Not after he said that, the left side of the palace wall explodes, causing the stone above to fall onto the guard, crushing him*.

Guard: Nini jamani! (What the fuck?)

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Guard: Agh!

*From the smoke, the Spenatz commandos come in and begin to shoot as the scene turns into a firefight!*

Ratatatatatat!

Guard: Gah!

Bang!

Guard: Urgh!

Bang!Bang!

Guard: Ah!

*One of the guards looks over the stairway, seeing the chaos unfolding before him, and turns to the guard next to him*.

Guard: Wanamfuata kiongozi! Mwondoe hapa!( They're after the leader! Get him out of here!)

*The guard nods his head and goes up the stairs to the third floor as the other guard turns to open fire on the intruders*.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Spetnatz solider: Agh!

Bang! Bang!

Spetnatz soldier: Ugh!

Bang! Bang!

Guard: Agh!

*The guard gets wiped out by headshots, but not before shooting two Spenatz in the head and torso. Once he fell, the Spenatz finished moping up the room of guards*.

Spetanz solider: Пойдем! (Let's go!)

*The commandos begin to ascend the stairs to the third floor while the others take care of the men on the second floor. Meanwhile, the two spetnatz outside launch the grapplers into the window of where Kenyatta is residing in and start to climb up*.

*Eventually, the guard from earlier enters Kenyatta's room, where the activist has just woken up. He turns to the guard*.

Kenyatta: Nini kinaendelea hapa? ( What's going on?)

Guard: Tunashambuliwa! Ni lazima nikutoe hapa bwana! (We're under attack! I've gotta get you out of here sir!)

Crash!

*Just as he said those words the windows shatter, and in come the two Spetnaz from earlier. One of them takes out a Makarov and shoots the guard two times in the head*.

Bang! Bang!

Guard: Agh!

When the guard falls, the two commandos proceed to grab Kenyatta from the bed and put some wire over his neck, strangling him in a chokehold, just as the Squad leader gets in.

Spetnatz solider: Мы поймали его! ( We got him!)

Commander: Хороший. Вытащите его отсюда, я позвоню Чарли.( Good. Get him out of here, I'll radio Charlie.)

Spetnatz solider: Понял. командир( Understood, Commander.)

*The men move out of the room with Kenyatta as the commander pulls out a radio from his left pocket*

Commander: Это Космо 6, посылка у нас есть. Ожидание самовывоза( This is Cosmo 6, we've got the package. Awaiting transport)

???: Это Чарли. Отправляйтесь на ближайшую взлетно-посадочную полосу, мы встретим вас там (This is Charlie. Head to the nearest landing strip, we'll meet you there)

Commander: Понял(Understood).

*With that, the Commander heads out of the room and to the exit of the palace as the rest of the Spenatz clear up the palace of security*

*Once all the Spenatz soldiers are out of the palace, one of the commandos pushes a detonating button on his hand, blowing up the palace and sending it into flames*

Boooom!

Once it's done, the Spetnaz disappear into the jungle, in the cold night.

#mod talks #dr2 #twlight syndrome arc #dr

2 notes · View notes