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awoogayanderes · 9 months
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LEARNING ABOUT JAPANESE CULTURE WITH BSD MEN
➪ requests : “Can i request atsushi, dazai and tecchou with foreign gf?” - anonymous
“Hey, love!! Could I request Chuuya and Kunikida (separately) with a gender neutral s/o who isn't native Japanese and struggles with talking Japanese and things like chopsticks? <3 - Anon 🥂” - anonymous ( 🥂 ? )
➪ other notes : these prompts were very similar so i decided why not combine them ! this is actually the first time i get very similar prompts at the same time, but i feel as if i didn’t do this enough justice so i apologize, non edited
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Atsushi Nakajima :
- god he’s so patient with you, even if you’re not a fast japanese learner, he’ll always help you out by smiling and gently correcting you
- i feel as if his orphanage offered some type of short term class to learn english even if it was just the basics
- so while he teaches you japanese, you’re teaching him more english
- the first meal he ever introduces to you is chazuke, a comfort food to him that he hopes will also satisfy you
- if you struggle with your chopsticks, he would softly place your fingers where they’re supposed to be, with a pink blush on his face
- when both of you go to festivals, he’ll help you pick out a kimono or a yukata
- even though he thinks you look lovely in every color, his face will always soften when you wear purple, preferably iris or periwinkle
- atsushi tries his best to teach you money currency but will sometimes disregard it since he grew up with no money
- “struggling with kanji?” atsushi said with an accent as he sat next to you
- you nodded, trying to find the correct words to express your frustration in japanese
- you sigh leaning your head on his shoulder, he knows you’re mad so he soothes you
- 9/10 experience with this sweet boy, he has his mini flaws but he’s all around perfect
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Osamu Dazai :
- he’s definitely the type of guy to quiz you on japanese and when you get it right, he gives you a kiss as a “prize”
- he definitely knows english, he just chooses to act dumb at times
- he definitely makes you eat canned crab with him but there’s times where he’ll splurge on real crab for you, a purchase he doesn’t regret
- when you’re struggling with your chopsticks, he’ll come from behind you, molding himself against you to fix your hold on your chopsticks
- do not take him shopping for a kimono or a yukata, he’ll make you try on all of them
- i feel as if he’d love to see you in a saphire blue or a french blue, he’d giggle with a coy smile
- he teaches you about money but only when you spend it ( he’d definitely leech off of you and take advantage of your lack of knowledge )
- due to him knowing english, you normally don’t speak japanese with him, but when you do, he encourages you
- “here let me help you,” dazai says in english wrapping himself behind you casually
- he places both of his hand on your dominant hand, fixing its posture
- he places a kiss on your cheek from behind you, lingering onto you as you try your best to say “go away” in japanese
- 7/10 experience, despite his slight lack of care for your money, he’s a sweet guy to be with
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Tecchou Suehiro :
- honestly i can imagine him forgetting that you’re not fluent in japanese, like you can be having a conversation and you look at him perplexed and he realizes what the problem is
- i think he knows english but isn’t really fluent but he still tries his best for you
- DO NOT EAT ANYTHING HE MAKES FOR YOU !!! you will get food poisoning from his awful creations of food
- honestly you’d need to ask him to help you with your chopsticks, most of the time he wouldn’t notice it
- but he’d basically demonstrate where your fingers are supposed to go rather than move around your fingers
- due to his work, he can’t really take any time off to shop for a kimono/yukata, though if he did, he’d just follow your every move
- he likes seeing you in kinda like a maroonish color with maybe a yellow sash
- idk what you expected, he’s the weirdest guy in this list who likes random combinations including your clothing
- he doesn’t really teach you about money but if you ask, he’d explain it to the best of his ability
- “i made some food for you,” tecchou said, sounding out the words
- “thank you,” you smile back at him, knowing you weren’t about to eat the abomination of food he just made for you
- 8/10 experience, he’s all around perfect except that you might get food poisoning
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Chuuya Nakahara :
- another patient guy like atsushi when it comes to you except that when he gets annoyed, he blows up at you accidentally
- he’s another guy who knows english due to the port mafia, but he prefers not to speak it as he can’t fully show his emotions
- chuuya doesn’t particularly have a favorite meal to share with you, what he does have is expensive bottles of wine that would create the perfect late night date
- but if you don’t really like wine, then he probably provides you with any high quality food, i personally think he has a thing for rice
- if you ever ask for help with chopsticks, he either does what atsushi does and fix your fingers or he would tell you to get a fork
- he would literally order custom made kimonos/yukatas for you, he wants then to be perfect for his beloved
- you cannot tell me he’d love to see you in black, can’t really take out the mafia in this guy
- another person who doesn’t teach you about money because he insists he’ll cover all of your costs, you just need to pay with his cash or swipe his card
- “money ? nah you don’t need to learn about it, i’ll pay for anything and everything you need and want,” chuuya says taking a sip of wine
- “are you sure ? i don’t want to make you feel like i’m taking advantage of you,” you said slowly still learning japanese
- “yeah don’t worry about it,” the orange haired man said inviting you to take a sip of his wine
- 9/10 experience with chuu, he does get annoyed when you don’t understand him the first few times, but he makes up for it
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Doppo Kunikida :
- you probably learn japanese the fastest if you’re with him, he quite literally forces it down your throat so you can adapt quickly
- agree with me or not, i think he doesn’t know english BUT he would learn it so quickly to make communication with you easier
- this guy definitely cooks you home made meals, oden being his first dish he introduces you to, something you both thoroughly enjoy
- if you struggle with chopsticks, he’d give you a clear description on how to properly use them
- he also tends to give you books on japanese culture knowing that the more informed you are, the better
- if he has time, he does take you kimono/yukata shopping, often looking for good quality at a deserved expense
- he absolutely loves seeing you in green, typically emerald or basil, his face turning red as if he sees you try them on
- he’s the only man on his list who genuinely teaches you about money and living cost
- “are you sure i need all of these books,” you question as he stacks them up in front of you
- “i want you to become independent as soon as possible in the occasion i might not be here to help you,” he says, pushing his glasses up
- you deadpan but still thank him for caring about your needs more than you even do
- 10/10 experience with kunikida, he’s quite literally the ideal boyfriend in this situation, not leaving you ignorant in a new country
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alexsfavgirl · 10 months
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CHAT, I AM NOT A SIMP !
➪ pairing : quackity x reader
➪ sypnosis : in which alex starts getting mushy when he talks about you on his stream
➪ other notes : ahhh first post on this acc, we’ll see how this goes, it might take a while for me to get a gist on writing irl fics, non edited
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you were watching your boyfriend’s stream, surprisingly this was a chill stream where he was just chatting with his viewers. you often put on his streams for background noise when you’re doing your college work, except this time something caught your attention. “look at the house we made chat,” you hear your boyfriend say, proudly showing off the house you and him made in your own minecraft world. “chat they are real!” the contrast from the previous moments before is evident, quackity getting jokingly offensive when his audience still refuses to believe you exist despite you having showed up on stream times before.
you quietly giggle to yourself as you see alex scramble to prove you’re his significant other. he then pulls up old pictures of you and him on his pc, both of you hugging each other and smiling widely. you can see alex trying to hold back his smile but failing miserably as he reminisces on old memories. “i know this sounds corny but i can’t imagine any other life without them, they just understand me,” he says, a wide smile and light blush sitting on his face, as he speaks so fondly of you. that quickly changes when his chat starts spamming “simp” mixed with “awe’s”. “chat i am not a simp! and even if i was they’re my partner so it basically cancels out !”
this goes on for a while before it cools off as he continues to tour your world. a few hours pass before he ends the stream before calling you to ask if he could come over to your apartment. obviously accepting, you finish up your work before starting to make a simple dinner for the both of you. when alex finally arrives to your apartment, his persona shifts from chaotic idiot to soft lover. it’s not often that he shows himself this way to his fans, but with you, he can feel himself relax. once both of you eat dinner, you both settle down for a movie.
you lay on top of him with him massaging your scalp and rubbing your back. you chuckle to yourself remembering this was the same man claiming he wasn’t all smitten over you. “what are you laughing at,” your boyfriend turns to you with a toothy grin. “it’s okay to admit you’re a simp for me,” you say leaning up to give him a peck on the lips. “hey you’re bullying me like chat did,” he exclaims with giggles following at the end. “well it isn’t bullying if they’re telling the truth,” you say and he dramatically gasps in offense. “my own lover turning against me,” he says with a pout on his face. the night continues on with the occasional teasing and the continuous love. it’s these moments you wish could last forever.
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Coming to you all soon: The 2023 Grand Himbo Tournament!!
Inspired by the @nonbiney-swag-competition mainly, created and hosted by @makerofmadness
edit: guys it's already started pleas catch up I can't tell everyone who thinks it hasn't started yet dndndndndndn
Edit 2; The tournament has officially concluded! Thanks for your participation, I will still be using this blog for helping spread other tournaments, and also posting cringe
Welcome one and all, to the most ambitious tournament probably so far (that is to say, I chose way too many characters but in my defense I had found a blank template for a smash bros character roster thing and wanted to fill the whole thing up, even if I had to turn to the dark side to do so for one or two picks): The 2023 Himboff!
Round 1 Part 1 will begin on Friday, hopefully giving everyone enough time to prepare themselves for battle (I describe this as if it's a war and not a tumblr pollnament-).
EDIT: Yes I am being told that I may have included characters who may not fit the himbo criteria perfectly but in my defense i am not in every fandom and my research consisted of furious googling so if google lied to me then blame that
Now, without further ado, here is our roster!!
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The himbos, in order from top to bottom, left to right:
Johnny Bravo (Johnny Bravo)
Kronk (The Emperor's New Groove)
Milk Cookie (Cookie Run)
Glamrock Freddy (Five Nights at Freddy’s)
Asgore Dreemurr (Undertale)
John F Kennedy (Clone High)
Joseph Joestar (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure)
Son Goku (Dragon Ball)
Fred Jones (Scooby Doo)
Knuckles (Sonic Boom)
Chandlo Funkbun (Bugsnax)
Hercules (Hercules)
Milo (Pokémon)
Tom Dupain (Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Cat Noir)
Jake English (Homestuck)
Launchpad McQuack (Ducktales)
King Dedede (Kirby)
Jonathan Joestar (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure)
Lupin III (Lupin III)
Bolin (The Legend of Korra)
Big the Cat (Sonic)
Joey Wheeler (Yu-Gi-Oh)
Maui (Moana)
Phoenix Wright (Ace Attorney)
Sun Wukong (RWBY)
Terra (Kingdom Hearts)
Dimitri (Fire Emblem)
Brock (Pokémon)
Emile (How Not to Summon a Demon Lord)
Galo Thymos (Promare)
Gladiolus Amicitia (Final Fantasy)
Groose (The Legend of Zelda)
Hector (Fire Emblem)
Gonta Gokuhara (Danganronpa)
Indus Tarbella (Epithet Erased)
Tyko (Harmoknight)
Okuyasu Nijimura (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure)
Toshinori Yagi (My Hero Academia)
Zeke von Genbu (Xenoblade)
Reyn (Xenoblade)
Koichi Zenigata (Lupin III)
Zhongli (Genshin Impact)
Killer T Cell (Cells at Work!)
Jean Pierre Polnareff (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure)
Muscle Cookie (Cookie Run)
Flynn Rider (Tangled)
Prince Naveen (The Princess and the Frog)
Captain Underpants (Captain Underpants)
Kofu (Pokémon)
Buzz Lightyear (Toy Story)
Larry the Lobster (Spongebob SquarePants)
Ralph (Wreck-It Ralph)
King Fergus (Brave)
Kyojuro Rengoku (Demon Slayer)
Joey Tribbiani (Friends)
Steve Harrington (Stranger Things)
Jason Mendoza (The Good Place)
Troy Barnes (Community)
Kamina (Gurren Lagann)
Alfred F. Jones (Hetalia) (sincere apologies)
Andy Dwyer (Parks and Recreation)
Thor (Marvel)
Nate Archibald (Gossip Girl)
Valhallen (Powerpuff Girls)
He-Man (He-Man and the Masters of the Universe)
Arthur Morgan (Red Dead Redemption)
Leon (Pokémon)
Sam (Stardew Valley)
Reigen Arataka (Mob Psycho 100)
Clawd Wolf (Monster High)
Guillermo (Himbo Harem Homicide)
Galio (League of Legends)
Mirio Togata (My Hero Academia)
See you all on Friday for when the Himboff commences!
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cerastes · 8 months
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What are some of the greatest/most impressive feats of strength in Arknights’s story?
Taking the overall narrative and worldbuilding into account, I believe the most effective aspect of Arknights' narrative is that they managed to make Terra feel like a breathing, living world and setting instead of a vehicle for the point-of-view character to exist in and act upon. This is specially remarkable for a mobile gacha game, as settings in these tend to be exactly that sort of vehicle instead of world that give any hints of existing when outside the player's immediately vision. The way I like to think about it is, "if a tree fell somewhere in this setting while my intended point-of-view or self-insert character isn't there to see it, did it make a sound?”. In Arknights, Girls' Frontline and SIGH Epic Seven (credit where it's due), the answer feels like a yes to me, whereas in every other game of this kind, it feels like a no, if you know what I mean.
This is intrinsically tied to the cast of characters: It is an inevitability that games where a guiding principle is to release an immense number of characters throughout its lifetime will have characters that will never have any relevance whatsoever besides existing as a minor piece in the world, and Arknights is not immune to this. Even other works of a different base nature and with a much smaller casts will be victims to this: In Trails of Cold Steel, for example, you have a pretty big cast of playable characters, some of which are very well developed and have a lot of screentime and development, and others who are Gaius Worzel. However, this leads to two aspects of Arknights as a narrative and as a game telling a story and fleshing out a world that I appreciate:
The first is that those characters that do get used, are for the overwhelming majority fun and interesting to see and accompany throughout their narrative, and rarely for me, I include the usual point-of-view character in this, Doctor. I tend to have a pretty big dislike, if not disdain, for characters you're meant to self-insert into, I sincerely cannot stand them. Doctor definitely has a big of a self-insert nature to them, but there's also a lot of the Doctor that is actually pre-established, such as them being a weirdo, tending to be very effective but also causing troublesome aftermaths that others then have to clean up, and being particularly good at bonding with assassins and underworld types, among other things. More importantly, Doctor is not present in most side-stories. This is fantastic and leads to the second aspect I appreciate.
This second aspect is that the cast has legs to stand on without needing the protagonist or POV character. You'd think this is a problem mostly limited to gacha games due to their usually flimsy narratives and structures, right? Except, this is actually a huge problem in pretty much every corner of narrative art! I can think of countless comics, manga, cartoons, anime, light novels, novels, and much more, eastern and western, that just tend to have worlds and casts that center entirely around the protagonist, for the protagonist. Whether it be a US author writing out their post-apocalyptic hoarder fantasy or a Japanese author detailing the trials and tribulations of a relatable nobody that a myriad of girls want to have sex with, and even some other pieces of art perhaps not so comically easy to make fun of, it's a consistent aspect of them that the protagonist is the center of the universe, both in terms of events and what the rest of cast thinks about, talks about, and takes action upon. Obviously, this results, in my opinion, in weak worlds and weak casts that have no legs to stand on. I appreciate that even without Doctor around, Arknights does a good job of having protagonists of their own little stories in the side stories: Olivia Silence is a joy to follow when she takes the lead in a Rhine Lab story, Kroos has been one of my favorite characters to be able to experience events through with the Sui stories, Skadi and the Abyssal Hunters are exciting to watch in Abyssal Hunter stories, and the latest event as of the writing of this post filled me inspiration, seeing Reed star in a character piece that tells us more about someone so immensely reticent to open up. It's by having interesting world events occurring throughout Terra that don't have the input of Doctor, and thus lets us see more and more of this huge cast of characters taking the lead that I think is a fascinating experience for me as a reader that keeps things fresh. It's even allowed me to come to appreciate characters I initially didn't care about, such as Bagpipe and Magallan, and see, in most games of this nature, if I don't care about a character frame one, it's probably going to stay that way because, well, if I didn't care about what their limited assortment of pre-cooked lines had to sell me on, then I'm likely not going to care about that character likely not showing me a new aspect of themselves impactful enough to change my mind in an event they'll likely just be an accessory to.
It's upon this base that I think Arknights stays interesting and fresh: A solid foundation that I can agree with and that keeps things dynamic and interesting. Specific events and story beats that I think are interesting are a natural result of these baseline aspects, but it all traces back to the cradle, to these baseline aspects that facilitate those cool narratives in the first place.
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aravas-writing · 2 days
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(Prompt)
When Jaune was younger, he developed a huge crush on Saphron. Saphron thought that it was adorable that her little brother had a crush on her, and decided to humor him a little. Thinking that he would soon move onto some girl that wasn't family, she went through the motions and "dated" Jaune at first. However, after several months, she found out that she was no longer pretending, Saphron had actually fallen in love with Jaune.
(No Terra)
(dead dove, do not eat)
It started off so innocently.
Jaune had admitted to something sinful to Saphron, something that their parents were not allowed to know.
"I love you, Saph!"
It had come as a surprise to her, at the time. Her dearest, and only, little brother had confessed to her. It had taken Saphron off guard.
She should have let him down, gently of course. But he was just so earnest, so sincere that she couldn't bring herself to let him down like that.
Instead, she opted for a long term strategy. She agreed to date him, which made him cheer and dance. However, her plan was to make him realise that they didn't really fit as boyfriend and girlfriend and let him down gently that way.
Had she known how badly this would backfire, she would have probably never taken this action. It had been two months since then and Saphron had fallen for her little brother. He had been earnest and attentive, an excellent boyfriend.
And he wasn't pushy at all! He didn't ask for kisses, didn't try anything else, the only thing they did was holding hands. All in all, very innocent.
Now if only she could squash the intense desire to snog him while ripping his pants off, that would be great.
It certainly didn't help that they had accidentally stranded themselves in the city while out on a date. They had to take shelter overnight in a hotel.
One room, one bed for two. And Saphron was horny beyond reason.
It wasn't her fault! Jaune had just proven how great of a guy he was! Over the months they had spent together, they had grown closer than ever. They had even kissed a few times, for Oum's sake! Sure, Saphron had told herself that this was just a mistake, that she had ended up going with the flow...
But that voice of reason was nowhere to be found that night.
Not when they arrived in the suite
Not when she undressed.
Not when they kissed
And definitely not now.
"Fuck me fuck me oh sweet heavens keep fucking me!" Saphron squealed as Jaune rammed his cock into her. He was just as charged up as she was, having admitted to naughty thoughts about his girlfriend. Now all their fantasies and wet dreams were becoming reality as they both lost their virginity to one another.
Jaune was full of vigor as he pumped in and out of his beloved big sister, the same enthusiasm he showed when he had kissed her earlier. On the mouth, on her breasts and on her pussy.
"I love you," he gasped as he kept fucking her. He was getting close very early, but Saphron didn't mind; she was so turned on that she was keeping her own orgasm at bay, if only barely.
"I love you." Her skin was on fire and she wanted more, more, more!
"I love you!"
"I love you!"
Boyfriend and girlfriend embraced one another as they came, and Jaune flooded Saphron's womb with his cum.
She was safe today, and she would use that to her advantage. The night was still young, and they had an entire suite to themselves.
It may as well have been their honeymoon suite ~
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nebulaswife · 1 year
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KEEPING WATCH
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• NEBULA x READER • Summary: When Nebula is taken captive on the Guardians' ship, you, as well as Rocket and Groot, are tasked with keeping watch while the others go to Ego.
When the others leave for Ego's planet, someone has to stay behind. Rocket and Groot are a no-brainer, but you volunteer as well. It surprises Quill when you tell him you're staying, but you reason that you're more needed here than you are with them. You don't feel right leaving Groot, as young as he is and as attached as you are to him, and that reasoning seems to satisfy Quill, but it's not the whole story.
Gamora's sister intrigues you more than you'd care to let on.
So they leave, and you watch them go, hands on your hips as the large egg-like spaceship grows smaller and smaller in the distance until you can't see it anymore. From behind you, you can hear Rocket trying to explain in the simplest terms every step of the repairs he's making to a tiny Groot who clearly doesn't understand a single bit of it judging by the questions he's asking. Rocket's patience toward him has always amazed you, considering the way he treats everyone else.
Scanning the edge of the clearing until you're satisfied there's nothing to worry about, you turn to face the opening of the broken-down ship. Rocket leads Groot farther into the ship and out of sight, leaving you and Nebula alone, her arms shackled to the ceiling. She's staring off into the woods until she feels your gaze on her, and as she turns two pitch black eyes your way with a glare that feels like it would kill you where you stood if it could, you swallow dryly and try to resist the urge to look away.
She watches you walk toward her, various twigs and leaves crunching underneath your feet before turning into the cold clang of boots on metal.
"I'm hungry," she finally speaks, short and to the point, that glare still heavy on her brow. "Are you hoping to starve me to death before you're able to collect the bounty on my head?"
This question confuses you considering this is the first time the two of you have really spoken, but once you take into account the likeliness of nobody else having been willing to feed her, it makes more sense.
Without a word, you walk past her, causing her to grunt in a mixture of exasperation and irritation. Who does she have to kill to get something to eat around here? Apparently everyone.
You return a moment later with a banana, peeling it enough to give Nebula access to it before reaching out to Nebula's good hand. Even shackled, this was something she could eat by herself. Very slight surprise etched her features at the sight of you offering her something to eat. Slowly, she took the banana.
"It's from Earth," you explain, stepping back to give her some space. "Or, uh, Terra, I guess. It's my favorite fruit, so I picked some up on our last visit."
Inwardly, you cringe. Who cares what your favorite fruit is? That's not a needed part of the explanation.
Nebula only stares at you for an uncomfortable amount of time, and you're tempted to apologize for even saying anything, but you decide to dig your own grave even further, apparently.
"I know it's not really a meal, but I'm not really the greatest cook, so trust me when I say I'm doing you a bigger favor by not subjecting you to that."
Nebula arches a brow. "Thank you for letting me eat a single banana while I remain cuffed to the ceiling of your ship."
Shit.
"That's fair," you respond, looking away, back out to the edge of the clearing. A few seconds of silence pass as Nebula eats the food and you try to will away the pink tinge to your cheeks.
"... Thank you," Nebula says again, but it's more sincere this time. When you look her way, she isn't looking back, instead focusing on an exposed patch of wires on the opposite wall of the ship. You notice the only thing left of the banana is the peel, so you step forward, flinching slightly as Nebula's head snaps your way to watch your approach with fierce and distrusting caution.
You raise your hands in a manner that hopefully conveys that you come in peace. "Just coming to take the peel. You're not supposed to eat that part."
"Oh."
She doesn't speak again, but her shoulders relax slightly and she looks away again, so you take that as a sign that you can continue your approach. Your fingers brush against hers as you take the peel. Eyes moving to meet Nebula's, you see that she's looking at you out of the corner of her eye. For a second, you remain there, seeing something in those eyes that makes you want to know her. She's done so much bad, but that's not all you see in her. Or maybe that's not all you want to see in her.
You open your mouth to speak again when the sound of Rocket's voice, loud and exasperated, rings loudly throughout the ship.
"No, the other wire! Agh, forget it! I'm gonna go set up some traps around the perimeter; you stay here!"
Footsteps approach and you quickly step back a step, two, three, banana peel in hand. Rocket comes into view, not even sparing a glance in you or Nebula's direction as he exits the ship.
"Y/N, keep an eye on Groot, will ya? Kid's gonna blow us all up."
"Sure, yeah," you respond, swallowing dryly as you glance back at Nebula. She's still staring at you. Not glaring. Just staring, like she's trying to figure something out.
With that, you excuse yourself to go find Groot.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'm not sure how I feel about this one, but it's a start, at least. Hopefully someone gets some enjoyment out of it other than me.
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moraxsthrone · 10 months
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so...as lovely as the idea of tighnari bringing you a single pretty flower or a whole carefully selected and arranged bouquet sounds...
he doesn't like to pluck live flowers or the bases of their stems. hence why he always picks leaves and flowers from the forest floor, after they've already fallen naturally.
plus, he'd much rather give you something that has the potential to live for decades, not something that will wither and die in a matter of days.
he's far more likely to dig up a small flowering plant, or take a cutting and place it on a mist table until it roots. then he'll transfer it to a little terra cotta pot, taking special care to ensure that it has a healthy root system and the best potting mix.
he'll bring it to you when he knows you'll most likely be home and offer it as a romantic gesture. it's not a huge, colorful bunch of picked or cut flowers. it's a small plant that only has its green foliage bc the blooms it had when he found it in the wild have long since died and fallen off in the time it took to stand on its own as an established, healthy plant.
but knowing that he's cared for it for weeks after taking a small cutting off one of its mother's branches, that he went to such lengths and meticulous effort to ensure it became its own plant, able to grow and bloom once again in its own right...just for you? you don't take a single leaf for granted. you smile brightly and take the little pot between your hands and immediately start looking for the best place to put it in your little cottage in the trees.
"where do you think would be the best place to put it, nari?" you ask, looking this way and that.
he fights back the smile that threatens to overtake his whole cute face and nods towards your quaint kitchen window. "how about there? that's where it would get the best filtered afternoon light, which it likes the best."
you twirl around and place it lovingly on the small window ledge next to a couple of other plants which have been living there happily for a long time now. you run a gentle finger over one of its little leaves before turning to face tighnari again, a wide smile gracing your lovely face. from the first time he saw you, he's always loved the way the sincerity of your happiness reaches your eyes when you smile at him. the corners of his lips can't help but lift for you in return, his multi-colored eyes widening when you throw your arms around his neck and hug him.
"thank you, nari," you murmur against his neck. "i love it. i'll take really good care of it, i promise."
he relaxes, his arms wrapping tightly around your waist. "i know you will. i wouldn't entrust you with its life otherwise."
you pull back to meet his gaze for a moment. then you kiss him, his tall ears turning and leaning back against his head and his tail swishing quietly behind him when he exhales against your soft, slow lips.
he's so content in this moment, so happy he found someone as beautiful and intelligent as you. but the fact that you obviously care so deeply for plant life...and him...is what is making him fall helplessly in love with you.
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sciatu · 18 days
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LA FAVOLA DEL MARE (da una lettura del filosofo Cacciari sula necessità della poesia).
Un ragazzo con un lento andare cercava sulla riva del grande mare il senso di quella distesa infinita che sollievo dava alla sua vita un senso si giusto, ma ben pesato quando incontrò uno scienziato che gli spiegò con fare dotto cosa era il mar da sopra a sotto. “Il mare è realtà non fantasia è una riserva di energia, il sole crea le nuvole bianche loro corrono via mai stanche, vanno nel mondo acqua a donare con essa la vita fan germogliare. L’acqua scende intensa o avara diventa ora rivolo, fiumara dona ricchezza gioia, dona vita al mare torna mai stanca, sfinita! Il mare quindi è energia infinita una pila che mai è esaurita” Il ragazzo ascoltava stupito ma quanto detto dall’erudito era giusto preciso, ma parziale, era il noto, il vero il reale. Continuò allora per la sua via finché non trovò un gran dottore della filosofia conoscitore “Il mare esiste, come scienza dice, della vita e origine e fattrice alla terra, opposto lo penso e dell’aria, molto più denso ma con l’uomo non ha affinità è acqua che va di qua e di là, necessario per la sua utilità però non ha nessuna santità, è un oggetto non fondamentale solo acqua, dei pesci e del sale se ci chiediamo la sua necessità capiamo che quindi non ne ha: della natura e uno strumento come la roccia o come il vento.” Il ragazzo alla fine si allontanò con pochi si e mille non so. Mentre deluso sulla sabbia andava vide un uomo che felice nuotava Gli chiese “Scusa nuotatore Tu che vi trovi gusto e sapore dimmi del mare il significato perché questo liquido manto a guardarlo porta all’incanto quale senso può mai avere guardarlo e provar piacere?” “il mare per quanto sia vecchio Dell’anima di ognuno e lo specchio lei lo guarda e vede dubbi, paure sente le ansie quelle più dure e quelle che sono meno vere quelle false e quelle più sincere e nel guardarle ne vede il confine pesa quelle pure e quelle meschine e capisce infine dove volgere la prua in quale direzione è la sorte sua. Questo lo capisci nell’esser poeta non nello scrivere versi di seta ma nel dare voce a quel che vede l’anima tua, nel capir quanto crede nel dar forma in modo sincero a quel che è il tuo pensiero. Per questo il gran mare è perfetto perché cambia muta e l’effetto di questo instancabile mutare è un tuo continuo poetare. Pensa alle albe quando si accende e presto di blu tutto risplende pensa alle tempeste, alla sua rabbia che non potrai mai metter in gabbia pensa al tramonto, il diventar quieto e della luna esser l’amante lieto Muta come l’animo nostro ora è pace ora diventa mostro.” Quando l’uomo ebbe finito Il ragazzo lo guardò stupito “Chi sei che ben hai definito quanto scienziato ed erudito non ha saputo voluto sviscerare e per parte loro raccontare” “Non sono un saggio o un profeta come ogni uomo sono poeta quanto non vedon scienza e filosofia lo trova e lo dice la poesia”
THE TALE OF THE SEA (from a speech by the philosopher Cacciari on the need for poetry). A boy with a slow walk, was looking on the shore of the great sea, the meaning of that infinite expanse, what relief it gave to his life, a correct but well-considered meaning, when he met a scientist, who explained to him with a learned manner, what it was the sea from above to below. “The sea is reality not fantasy, it is a reserve of energy, the sun creates white clouds, they run away never tired, they go into the world of water to donate and with it they make life sprout. The water descends intensely or sparingly, now it becomes a trickle, the river gives richness, joy, it gives life to the sea, it never returns tired, exhausted! The sea therefore is infinite energy a battery that is never exhausted" The boy listened in amazement but what the scientist said was precise, but partial, it was what was known, what was true, what was real. He then continued on his way, until he found a great doctor, a connoisseur of philosophy “The sea exists, as science says, of life origin and mother, to the earth, opposite, I think of the air much denser, but it has no affinity with man, it is water that goes here and there, necessary for its usefulness but it has no sanctity, it is a non-fundamental object only water, some fish and some salt if we ask ourselves its necessity we understand that it therefore has none: for the nature is an instrument like the rock or like the wind.” The boy finally walked away with a few "yeses" and a thousand of " I don't know". While disappointed on the sand he saw a man who was swimming happily, he asked him "Sorry swimmer. You who find taste and flavor in it, tell me the meaning of the sea, because this liquid blanket, looking at it, leads to enchantment, what meaning can it possibly have, looking at it and feel pleasure?” “the sea no matter how old it is, of everyone's soul it is the mirror, she looks at it and sees doubts, fears, feels the anxieties, the hardest ones, and those that are less true, the false ones and the most sincere ones, and in looking at them he sees the boundaries, weighs the pure ones and the petty ones and finally understands where to turn his bow and in what direction his fate lies. You understand this in being a poet, not in writing silken verses, but in giving voice to what your soul sees, in understanding what it believes, in sincerely giving shape to what your thoughts are. This is why the great sea is perfect, because it changes and the effect of this tireless change is your continuous poetry. Think of the dawns when it lights up, and soon everything shines blue, think of the storms, of its anger, which you will never be able to put in a cage, think of the sunset, the becoming quiet and of the moon being the happy lover Mute like our soul , now it's peace, now it becomes a monster.” When the man finished, the boy looked at him in amazement. “Who you are that you have well defined, as a scientist and scholar, he was unable to dissect, and for their part to tell” “I am not a sage or a prophet, like every man I am a poet, what science and philosophy do not see, poetry finds and says”
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yairosakaki · 4 months
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MAGICAL Order ✩ RikaPure (MAGICAL秩序✩リカピュア) Rough TL
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As said in the title, this is a rough translation of Rikai’s 2nd break song (rough being I haven’t had this proofread, and am a beginner at translating). I don’t usually translate songs, so the wording might be awkward, and may contain inaccuracies.
TL Notes;
- Rikai uses the word 煩悩 (bonnō) which is basically a term for negative emotion. It’s from buddhism and it refers to the 5 earthly desires (those being greed, anger, foolishness, arrogance, and doubt from what I’ve searched up) I just write it as ‘earthly desire’ though.
- Hyu Hyuu (ヒュヒュー) is an onomatopeia of whistling. I believe it’s supposed to be a whistle of encouragement here. I might be wrong, though.
- ‘Raison d’être’ means ‘reason for existence’.
- Fumiya’s line ‘It’s all about Rikai/Understanding’ holds a double meaning, since Rikai’s kanji for his name also means ‘Understanding’.
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Unwavering Purity! RikaPure of Order!
MAGICAL✩RikaPure! (So sparkly!)
Retaliating against earthly desires!
RikaPure of Order! (Feeling giddy!)
Justice Boy! (YAY!)
A gem of incorruptibility
Protecting mankind is what the Gods will me to do
The evolution of a pure-hearted boy (WOW!)
into a magic-user (Transform!)
Chosen as the moral leader
To all fools (PP!) You can awaken (PP!)
Give me all of your love! (Woooo!)
Harmony protected by justice and law
Makes the world burst into happiness with a smile (Happy!)
To the immoral evil that runs rampant in this world
I will deliver a crushing blow on it myself
Charge up my fighting power!
RikaPure of Order! (Let’s go, Let’s go!)
Miracle Boy
It is okay that I am shunned (Yes!)
This is my own path
Slashing insolence in two with only one stroke (GO!)
Superior Heavenly Punishment! (Put your whole heart in it!)
The descending leader of purity is here
Those with immoral desires (Hyu Hyuu) will be burnt down (Hyu Hyuu)
And become a scorching hell-fire (Good luck!!)
A melody united by intelligence and courage
Holds a sacred ground where rhythm is undisturbed (We are!)
Judging insincerity, punishing indiscretion
And purging disorder
Is my unbeatable raison d’être
How stunning! (Terra)
The finest-quality sexy~
We’re counting on you!
We’ve got your back!
I’ll follow your lead!
It’s all about Rikai/Understanding.
Let us proceed and venture after the other side of the rainbow
Aim at the ultimate cosmos, the place of vows
Harmony protected by justice and law
Makes the world burst into happiness with a smile (Happy!)
Stick through one path of truth and sincerity
And we can all be friends
Charge up my fighting power! (Wooo yeah!)
MAGICAL✩RikaPure! (So sparkly!)
Retaliating against earthly desires!
RikaPure of Order! (Feeling giddy!)
Justice Boy! (YAY!)
Righteousness reigns… supreme!
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xxsycamore · 4 months
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SEXY AFFAIRS
╰┈➤ 💜 Amahiko is late and condemns you to bathing alone, something unheard of in this sharehouse. It's his duty as World Sexy Ambassador to make it up to you and to properly apologise.
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Tendo Amahiko x Gender Neutral Reader • rating: E (MDNI) • tags: no pronouns or stated genitalia for reader; reader bottoms; Sharing Clothes; Scent Kink; Established Relationship; Neck Kissing; Groping; Making Out; Size Kink; Penis Size; Muscles; Hair Kink; Fluff; Pole Dancing; Strip Tease; Blow Jobs; Sex Positions; Sex Positive; Sloppy Makeouts; Lube; Fingerfucking; Hand & Finger Kink; Creampie; Come Eating; Humor; Aftercare • wordcount: 4,645 • masterlist
a/n: This started out as something unserious but here we are 4,6k words later... Happy Sexy Birthday Amahiko
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It's late in the afternoon when Amahiko finally returns home.
He'd promised you to return earlier today, and here he got caught in his business outside yet again... Despite the evident haste in his demeanor as he enters the living room, he stops to properly greet his housemates Terra and Iori.
As Iori immediately appears behind Amahiko to take his jacket for him, Amahiko worriedly asks if anyone knows where you are.
"In the bathroom. But it should be any second now that-"
Like clockwork, just as Amahiko looks in the direction of the door, it opens to reveal you stepping into the living room.
"Amahiko, you're back! I knew my Amahiko-radar could be trusted! Welcome home!"
"…You just heard his voice, didn't you."
Terra's comment remains unnoticed as you and Amahiko rush at each other for a welcome hug, ignoring the rest of the world around you.
"Thank you. I'm truly sorry for making you wait and returning home late. I hope you can forgive me."
Your heart is softened by the pure regret in his baby blue eyes, the worry painted across his features as well as the gentle hold of his large hands as he takes yours in them to emphasize his humble apology. You gawk and smile widely at him, reassuring him readily.
"Of course I forgive you! But truth to be told… I just had the loneliest bath in the world without you. I had forgotten how cold and lonely a bathtub could be without you in it. It wasn't sexy at all…"
Amahiko gasps, and his thick eyebrows arch in a frown.
"I'm such a fool."
Averting his gaze in shame, it's only then that he notices what you're wearing.
"Is this my…?"
You nod somewhat shyly, tugging the clothing tighter around you and nuzzling into it.
"Your bathrobe, yes… actually… I used your shampoo too, and your bodywash…! Alas… the scent of Amahiko was with me, but Amahiko himself still was not."
Touched as he is right now, aside from producing a small, sincere moan, Amahiko's own words betray him as he can only sink to his knees in a deep bow.
"I'm awfully sorry to have done that to you. In the future, I promise that this Tendo Amahiko will do his best so that you can never bathe alone again!"
Holding your hands over your mouth in shock at his heartfelt apology, you hurriedly tell him to get up. Meanwhile Terra whom both of you have forgotten that is still there, joins in the conversation not paying much mind to the intense exchange happening in front of him.
"So does that mean that you two are exclusive right now?"
Amahiko, now back on his feet, turns to face Terra with a relaxed smile. "No, that isn't correct. The right term would be that we are in a polyamorous relationship with all the perverts in the world."
"I wish I didn’t ask."
You tug at Amahiko's sleeve to catch his attention once more. "Never mind me waiting for you Amahiko, I think you have a bigger problem to worry about! With you being out for so long, the sexy levels seem to have dropped drastically around here! Here I thought I could save the situation wearing your sexy bathrobe but I'm afraid that's a job for the 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 𝕊𝕖𝕩𝕪 𝔸𝕞𝕓𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕣 to take care of."
Amahiko listens carefully to your concerns, and only as you say these three words do the smile appear back on his face. With newfound confidence, he holds his head high and gives a firm nod.
A familiar melody plays out of nowhere, making everyone turn their head around in search of a pole coming up from the ground. With the impressive number of poles installed in the sharehouse, one could never be quite prepared for the location of the next pole dance show. But given the way the music sounds muffled, as if coming from another room, it would most likely not be here.
"I have not forgotten my duty. Tonight too, thank you for appointing me. However, I'm afraid I cannot take on this mission alone if I want to achieve great results."
Amahiko looks straight at you, stretching out his hand, waiting for you to put your own on top of it.
"Without further ado, let's go. We have sexy affairs to take care of."
Fascinated out of your mind, you snap out of the trance, determinedly accepting his offer. Hand in hand, you and Amahiko bid the others goodbye as you take off in the direction of Amahiko's room, which seems to be the source of the music.
The living room gets comparatively quiet once again.
Terra lets out a sigh, turning the page of his magazine and returning to his usual radiant smile as he's beyond letting any obstacles in the way of his leisure time.
"Iori, come here and cover my ears with your hands for the next two hours."
"Haaai~!"
Once inside Amahiko's room, you're greeted by alluring lights flashing from above, a lone pole waiting in the middle of the room. Albeit Amahiko enters right behind you, he remains with his hand on the handle.
"Should we keep the door open? That way the air of our combined sexiness could reach the others better."
"Amahiko…" You feel your cheeks heating up, putting your own hand ontop of his and slowly pushing the door until it closes with a soft click. Seeing your display of shyness, Amahiko can't help himself. He pins you to the now-closed door, getting a soft gasp out of you. He's so close suddenly, his warm breath fanning over your freshly bathed skin where the waterdrops had just cooled it off. But just before his lips could touch you anywhere, on your nape, or your chin, or on your own parted mouth anticipating his kiss, he halts his ministrations and withdraws.
"I have something to tell you before we begin. Earlier, you said that you couldn't do anything about the lowered sexy levels even while wearing my bathrobe. That's simply not right. For you are…the sexiest sight I've seen."
You're not sure if it's because of you forgetting how to breathe for a moment or the music truly just slowed down, adopting a sultrier tone to it, as if to match the scene of his confession.
"Oh…Amahiko…"
Burying his nose into the crook of your neck, Amahiko breathes in a lungful of your scent, that actually belongs to him to begin with.
"To think you'd bathe yourself in my scent… you're bold and mischievous. Don't you know by the time we finish here, you'd smell like me no matter what?"
"Ahh-" You let out a moan too early, solely at the way he's already making love to you with his words alone, but your next moan is caused by something way more tangible. The hotness of his breath has nothing on the hotness of his tongue, as he licks a wet strip across your neck.
Grabbing onto his shoulder for purchase, you feel your legs getting weaker with the sudden tantalizing attack. Wanting to get back at him, you will yourself into regaining your balance so your hands can roam free again. You know Amahiko loves to be felt up. You give him plenty of it, sliding your open palms down the small of his back and arriving at his well-formed ass, giving it a firm squeeze with both hands and then traveling further down on his sides to feel for his toned, muscular thighs, the result of hours upon hours of tireless training. Then moving to the top again, because you desperately need to be held closer in his embrace, you focus on his back. It's so broad; amidst the hug you measure it with your hands and let a pleased sound escape you.
Amahiko moans as one of your hands finds the front of his pants, feeling for a sign that he's enjoying this as much as you are. He attacks your neck again with a fervent suck against the skin.
The bridge of his nose brushes against your still-wet hair and a single waterdrop runs down his cheek, making him pause and chuckle.
"I got ahead of myself, but being seduced like that, I hope you can understand me. Now, can you please take a sit on the bed?"
"What are you planning, Amahiko?"
"Sexy blow-dry!"
Leaving yourself in Amahiko's capable hands, you let yourself be utterly spoiled as he blows your hair dry for you. You're pleased to know the act was as stimulating for him as it was to you, with the feeling of his fingers running through your scalp keeping the fire inside you alive. For any other couple, this could be a distraction from the main event of the night, but for you and Amahiko, it's simply foreplay - after all, he's knowledgeable of the sensitivity of the scalp, even considered an erogenous zone. He pays special attention to the area behind your ears and around your neck, not forgetting to gently tug at your hair as well.
The way he took a moment to reassure you earlier, the way he takes proper care of you instead of devouring you at the door, it all makes you fall head over heels for him all over again. What kind of pamper play is that?!
Putting the dryer away and taking a sit behind you on the bed once again just in time to hear your dreamy sigh, Amahiko hums softly with curiosity. The way his broad frame envelops your from behind messes up with your head, and you give him no answer. You simply drop down to the fluffy duvet, turning over on your back so you can admire his towering-over-you form.
Not paying attention to the way his bathrobe has opened up to reveal more of your skin to his eyes, you let out a small giggle at the audacity of your upcoming request before it's even left your lips. Decisively, you wait for Amahiko to return his gaze to your own before you speak.
"I was being sincere earlier when I said I forgive you for returning home late. Please don't worry so much about these things. However… If you still want to make it up to me…"
Amahiko places one hand at the side of your head, then the other, practically caging you underneath him as he leans over you. His face is serious.
"I understand. You don't have to say another word."
And just like that, he withdraws again, making you thankful because you can now catch your breath, at least. Remaining on the bed, you see him get up and approach the pole at the center of his room.
The disco lights flash over his face, revealing a knowing little smile as Amahiko holds down your gaze. The glassy surface of his eight-wing wardrobe reflects his lit frame, doubling the head-spinning effect of the atmosphere cast by the multicolored lights. You find yourself the sole audience of an exquisite show, as Amahiko begins with simply walking around the metal pole gracefully. In just one turn, all of the buttons on his shirt fall open - you know by now that most of his clothes outside of the playtime costumes are chosen to be taken off easily for his own comfort. You've never seen someone take his shirt off so sensibly, baring one shoulder then the other, then swiftly sliding off the sleeves. The discarded item falls on the floor, and you remove your attention from it in order to take in the sight of Amahiko's now nude torso in its full glory. The light dances on its muscular forms, from his toned abs to the dips of his prominent hipbones where they disappear under his belt. Despite the elegant start, you know what's next by the way he moves his gaze from you to the pole: in just a second he takes a firm grip on it, performing a leap off the ground not unlike a predator chasing after its prey.
Gripping the pole with both hands, he pushes his pelvis up over his head, legs opening to a splits as he rotates at a slow pace. Next, he closes his legs around the pole, holding it between his hefty thighs, strong enough to uphold his weight. He times it perfectly so that he's facing you when he brings his torso up, seemingly folding in half, as you see him…catch the zipper of his red trousers between his teeth and pull it down.
He lets his upper body unfold until he's hanging upside down once again, hooking one leg and folding it so he can grab the pole between his legs, using the other hand to tug down the fabric until his pants' foot comes off, reversing and doing the same with the other.
The article of clothing falls to the ground, leaving him only in his underwear, a silky silver thong that makes a living mirrorball out of Amahiko parading himself on the pole. It catches the eye as it is, but even moreso now that the skimpy, thin fabric shows the outlines of his already erect cock. Amahiko seems to be enjoying himself, libido high as always.
He makes it look so effortless; as if he is weightless, the way he manipulates his own large body into submission, fluid motions calculated with such precision you're left staring in awe. What he does is art, and you're dead serious when you claim that each time you watch him performing it's like the first time. No amount of pole dancing done on the spur of the moment when provoked by the rest of the residents can dull your reaction to it.
Amahiko grants you a good view of his buttocks, flexing the muscles of his back and rear just for you, sneaking a look at you watching him.
He snakes the fingers of his left hand down his hip, penetrating underneath the thin strap and dragging it down with his motion. The tip of his cock pokes out, a bead of precome adorning it and making your mouth water. It's as if the sheer intensity of your gaze undresses Amahiko as the thong comes loose, sliding down to hang from one leg as Amahiko raises it to let the tiny underwear dangle from his foot until he unceremoniously throws it in your direction.
It's the end of Amahiko's show now that he's stripped down to his most nakedness, but he knows how to wrap things up with style.
A final fireman's spin puts accent on his proudly standing-up cock in its whole eye-candy glory, swinging around along with the rest of him just to make your mouth water.
And with that, he lands on the ground at very last.
You give him a round of applause, making sure to let him know how much he fascinated you. "Amahiko…that was incredibly sexy to watch…"
The man approaching you smirks in satisfaction with himself, sinking one knee in the round bed as he extends his hand in offer.
"I bet you wanted to touch me with more than your eyes?"
"I…yes. Please."
The unnecessarity of your last word becomes clear as Amahiko guides your hand to slide down his stomach until you feel the soft fuzz of his plum-colored pubic hair.
"Let me have a taste?"
Amahiko reacts vocally to your playful suggestion, cock pulsating visibly at the mere implication of a hot mouth wrapped around it. You trail your very fingertips down the prominent vein running down his pelvis, following it but avoiding any direct touch on Amahiko's arousal for the time being. As much as you want to wrap your hand around the thick girth, you feel like going straight for tonguing it this time.
"Amahiko will burst with ecstasy if you play with him too much."
"Maybe I want him to burst… in my mouth, and all over my face…"
"Ahhh!"
You give him no time to recover from the image you planted in his mind before lapping at the cock hanging in the air right in front of your face. You give his length a long lick from base to tip, savoring his salty, intoxicating taste that you find yourself addicted to, catching the bulbous head in your mouth and giving it a light suck, before withdrawing and letting his cock bounce.
"I can't help it Amahiko, I want to see you come again and again, and to join you in it until we're completely spent… Maybe it would be fair if you were to decide where you want to climax the first time, and then I get to play with you however I want?"
Amahiko sucks on a breath, sliding a hand down to tug on the base of his cock, cupping his heavy sack and staring at you with dark lust in his eyes. "I agree, however, I still have more apologizing to do. Allow me to pleasure you thoroughly first and give you all I've got. That's my decision."
He guides his cock so that the tip rubs on your velvety lips, precum smearing on them.
"So sexy."
You produce a low grunting noise deep in your throat in approval, not daring to open your lips while he's servicing himself with them. It's just a mere tease though, as in the next second he withdraws and shifts his body until he's fully seated on the bed.
"Let's remove this. Show me your sexy body."
He guides the bathrobe off your shoulders, the silky fabric pooling behind you as Amahiko lets out a low gasp, as if seeing you naked for the first time. He can't keep his hands to himself any longer, and you indulge him willingly, shortening the distance between you until you're welcomed in his lap.
"Today we'll try a position that lets me take care of multiple erogenous zones of yours at the same time. I think you'll find it quite pleasurable. But first, kiss me."
Your pulse quickens with anticipation, ready to be reduced to putty in his hands as wrings pleasure out of you. Amahiko possesses exquisite knowledge about the human body and the many ways it can be played with, you're at the mercy of a professional lover. You'd obediently let him turn, twist and pose you in any way he sees fit, motivated by the promise of drowning in ecstasy. Together, that's it.
You hurry to kiss him as he wished, nowhere as careful as he'd kiss you, but you know he'll love it all the same. His lips are pried to grant you an entrance and you boldly and vigorously invade his mouth, claiming every millimeter of it. He moans in the kiss, following your wild manners tit for tat, not minding the saliva escaping the corner of his mouth. You leave him thoroughly kissed and on edge, impatient to finally receive a stimulation that counts.
"Begin by laying on your stomach for me please."
Eager to comply, the haze occupying your mind already does half the work of getting you lying down again, and the bedding feels good as it rubs along your skin as you turn around. Your behind is now on display for Amahiko who is quick to guide you in the desired position.
"You may lay relaxed for now, at least until I prepare you for penetration." He helps you relax by emphasizing his words with a gentle caress down your back - even if it sends shivers all the way to your toes instead. It takes a lot not to wiggle your hips and spark at least some satisfaction where you need it the most, but you decide to be patient and good for him.
Even when facing away, you recognize the telltale sounds of a nightstand drawer sliding open and then closed with a soft thud a second later. It could be the hundred time Amahiko has taken care of you this way and you'd still find your arousal growing tenfold when this moment approaches. And your muscles all tense up as you feel his fingers coat and probe at your hole with the slippery lube.
"Are my fingers too cold?"
You groan a little at the novel for the night stimulation, reaching over your head for a pillow to drag under your head. Not for hiding your moans, no - letting your voice out was the first and most important lesson you learned in the bedroom of the World Sexy Ambassador - but clutching it in your fist and biting down on it, on the other hand, is welcomed.
"They're…perfect. Thick and long and so experienced."
"Thank you."
Accepting the compliment is not where Amahiko stops; he's eager to prove he deserves it as well, it seems, as he gets the hint about your impatience and puts his fingers in action.
"I know applying extra lubrication might be a burden for you when your body screams for release, but aside from being recommended when you're intimate with someone my size, it would enhance our pleasure. I want nothing but to make you overflow with it."
"Hnng- Please- I'm so ready for you-"
You know your body speaks for you more than your own voice does, as your insides squeeze tightly around Amahiko's slick-coated fingers. The gesture of him focusing on preparing you rather than pleasuring you is driving you insane, but you trust in how rewarding it would all be. The lewd noises of more lube being squeezed out leave you imagining how he applies it on his own cock, as you hear his deep moan. He must be giving his cock a nice stroke now, making sure it's perfectly erect and ready to pleasure you.
"Alright. Let us begin."
You moan in something that is neither pure delight nor frustration, hole spasming around nothing as Amahiko's fingers exit you. You feel his presence towering over your back as places his muscular thighs on either side of your own.
His hand is warm when it lands in the crease of your left knee.
"Fold this leg and hold it like that. Keep the other one stretched out."
His gentle nudge helps you into complying, and you can't help the small noises of anticipation leaving your mouth as you find the place between your legs exposed to the air because of the motion.
"Now put your weight on your elbows… yes, just like that. Sexy."
You prostrate yourself for Amahiko in this convenient position, with your lubed hole all ready for him - you all but feel the focus on the place of penetration, and whine at the lack thereof.
"Shh. Amahiko is coming."
Perplexed at the way he manages to make the simplest things feel like euphoria, you find yourself fighting back a steadily building orgasm at the mere feeling of Amahiko's glans rubbing against your entrance. The friction is fluid, making him slip in with ease, and he exits your body with what you assume is caution not to overstimulate you by thrusting all the way in too soon. It surely wouldn't be him teasing you despite how crazed up with arousal he's already gotten you…
"Nghh- You're so tight and warm inside. You feel so delightful."
Him saying this while he slides back in, this time slower and deeper, has got you gasping around the first few syllables of his name. He thrusts in and out at a slow pace that he gradually picks up until his thrusts are long and even, clouding your head with pleasure.
Being behind you like that, Amahiko has access to one too many sensitive spots of your burning skin, and he is quick to make use of it. He begins by raining kisses on your shoulder, open-mouthed and wet, slowly making his way up the junction of it and your neck, and continuing his ambush until he's met with the delicate skin of your earlobe. He bites on it, slowing the movements of his hips just to savor the reaction as his wet tongue traces the rim of your ear.
"Ahhh-That's-"
"It's sensitive here. You've begun to suck me in deeper inside."
Dividing your focus between the two areas in your body receiving attention induces head-spinning sensation that leaves you breathless. As Amahiko continues tonguing your ear, his hand sneaks to where he earlier noticed you like having it, on the crease of your knee.
"Here too… the skin is thinner. You're going to be screaming in pleasure soon."
Amahiko's deep voice rumbling low as he whispers in your ear is a weapon far more dangerous than those little tricks he plays on your body, but combined with them, you're facing a whirlwind of sensation like never before. And you're spinning, spinning as the low creaking noise of the bed soundtracks each and every thrust of Amahiko; his body draped over yours with a thin layer of sweat between you, his own moans of pleasure entwining with yours, equal in volume and in wanton, speaking of two approaching highs: aching, swollen, pulsing, gushing.
Amahiko now all but slams his hips into yours with his nearly inhuman stamina, the noises of skin-on-skin joining in the salacious melody, and he fucks you so good. You realize the worth of this position as Amahiko grips the inside of your knee to spread you even further, granting himself access to the spots inside you that lit your body on fire.
"I'm-Ngh- I'm going to-come inside you-"
"Do it- Amahiko, do it, please, I'm cumming too…!"
"Let's do it together!"
Turning your head to the side, you clash your lips into Amahiko's, desperately wanting to hold onto the remaining bits of your reason as your world shatters with hot-white pleasure. Amahiko's cock spears through your deepest parts, making you feel completely full as it swells and pulsates to the point of no return. Amidst a broken moan of his name, you tip over the edge, dragging Amahiko along as your body is shaken by ecstasy, just as his is. You feel the hot torrents of his cum fill you to the brim as he keeps cumming and cumming inside you through uneven and deep trusts that lack their previous preciseness in the face of the consuming euphoria.
Amahiko continues fucking the orgasm out of you until you can't take it anymore, and his now shallow thrusts are enough to send your body in tremors with the aftershocks.
Your body gives out and you let the bed embrace your weight as you lay down, Amahiko carefully caging you with his body. He whispers filthy things in your ear, glorifying the heavenly feeling you granted him with, while lazily caressing over your sex with his hand, tracing over the place where you're connected.
You shift your body to your side and he does the same to face you, and you catch him just in time to see how he brings his fingers to his mouth.
"The nectar of our conjoining, it's so sweet…"
"A-Amahiko…"
Blaming it on your still uneven breathing, your heart is yet to calm down and how could it be when Amahiko doesn't give you a break? You feel the liquid warmly tricking down the side of your thigh, and shamelessly you find yourself feeling awfully empty again. So soon.
"Mmmhh…" You attempt to voice out your complaint as Amahiko kisses you again, sharing the taste lingering on his tongue with you. But then something else pops up in your mind.
"Amahiko…"
"Yes, my dear?"
"When we're done here… I think, no, I'm sure… that I'll need to get a bath again."
A second passes, and you hear him sucking on a breather. You can't help the giddy feeling rising in your chest.
"Let this Amahiko join you for a sexy bath."
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thegreatyin · 5 months
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i don't care if she's playable now btw i want arturia to be terra's most unredeemable girlboss in existence. i want her to be a blight to literally everyone around her. when offered the chance to get better i sincerely hope she gets 2 million times worse. i hope she dies i hope we both die hand in unlovable hand
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awoogayanderes · 1 year
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DO THEY SACRIFICE YOU FOR THE WORLD OR THE WORLD FOR YOU
➪ request : “Hi! I’m curious about what bsd characters would sacrifice their s/o for the world or would they sacrifice the world for their s/o. What do you think? You can choose the characters :)” - anonymous
➪ characters : osamu dazai, chuuya nakahara, fyodor dostoevsky, saigiku jouno
➪ other notes : this prompt is actually so interesting, feel free to request more characters, this is also very short because it was tricky trying to figure these characters out
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Osamu Dazai :
- would sacrifice the world for you
- to him, a world without you would be a world without any hope
- someone important to him already left him, and he’d rather go through all the layers of dante’s inferno and back than lose you
- he’s a very selfish man, and even if he’d live with the guilt of destruction, at least you’re here to keep him sane
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Chuuya Nakahara :
- would sacrifice the world for you
- you’re the most humane person he knows, how could he crush that
- you make him feel things he thought he never could, you are his world, and if he lost you, everything he’s worked for would come crumbling down
- if it came down to you and the world, he’d choose you without hesitation, no second thoughts or regrets
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Fyodor Dostoevsky :
- would sacrifice you for the world
- not for the sake of a good world, but for the sake of his ideal world
- you’re not exactly replaceable to him, but you’re also a pawn to his own disposal if it comes down to it
- sacrifices are needed for his plan, even if he’s required to get rid of someone he somehow cared about, so why does he feel like this…
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Saigiku Jouno :
- would sacrifice you for the world
- unlike fyodor, he’d sacrifice you for the better of the world
- you’re an extra extension to his life he convinces himself, not something necessary in order for him to keep living
- as a hunting dog, he swore to protect those who are innocent, he reasons out that your loss is the world’s benefit, oddly enough he feels empty, something he’s never felt before
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alexsfavgirl · 2 months
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REAL IN THE FLESH
➪ pairing : oliver quick x reader, implied relationship with felix catton and reader
➪ sypnosis : you didn’t have a lot of time to talk with oliver, but now you do, and it’s terrifying
➪ other notes : currently can’t write for bsd, but saltburn is currently my new obsession
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the summer sun beams on both of you as you lay down on the green grass. oliver was sitting up next to you, gazing at his surroundings. “we haven’t gotten to talk much have we oliver ?” you ask him, you turn your head towards him. “suppose not,” the quiet boy says. “do you like it here ? in saltburn, i mean,” you say, attempting to form conversation.
“it’s lovely, better than home,” he simply says. home. home to oliver seemed monstrous, well from what felix had told you before. “where’s your home ?” oliver asks you. you hum, taken aback from the question. “not far, we have a nice house but i’ve always passed summers here in saltburn, since felix and i started dating,” you respond sighing.
“do you like it ?” he asks. you look at oliver through your sunglasses. “of course i do,” you say, almost scoffing. who wouldn’t like living in a mansion even if it were for a couple of months. “how long have you and felix been together ?” oliver asks. “since sophomore year in high school, well on and off but you know” you respond, liking the flow of the conversation.
felix had mentioned to oliver that you and him and been on and off because of…well felix’s cheating, not that he explicitly told you. but felix couldn’t seem to let you go, after every break, he’d manage to crawl back into your bed, saying that he was forever “your guy” and that all the rumors of him with other girls aren’t true.
“well there’s a reason why he keeps coming back to you,” oliver sighs. you snap your head towards him, “and why is that ?” you say. “you’re fucking beautiful, who wouldn’t want you back,” he says, words rolling off his tongue. you try not to be flustered, you really do. yet a smirk crawls onto your face. “felix would kill you~” you say in a singsong voice.
“you’re different from everyone else here,” oliver suddenly says. “am i ?” you ask, almost confused. “like you’re…you’re authentic,” he says and your breath hitches. “like you’re actually real in the flesh, why is that ?” oli continues. “my father wasn’t there and my mom barely made it through with her job,” you confess, and you realize it’s terrifying.
it’s terrifying that a man you barely knew, now had a glimpse of what your childhood was like. why did you tell him ? why did you tell him ? was it because oliver is kind, too kind for his own good ? you don’t know but suddenly your oversharing has made you uncomfortable.
“i um have to go, uh find felix, wanted to talk to him about something,” you clear your throat as you get up. “you know, he’s cheating on you, he constantly is,” oliver says as you start walking away. “i’m well aware,” you quietly say. and that’s when oliver realizes that you aren’t as stupid as he thought you initially were.
“be seeing you…ollie,” you say, walking towards the mansion that oliver one day would claim as his. a smile falls on his face, one that he had been holding in for a while. maybe you weren’t so useless after all, maybe one day he could fit into felix’s shoes. maybe you just gave him a reason to keep you along for the ride.
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The like Coluan council or whatever will be talking about the greatest threat to planetary security and what to do about it and then said threat is like a neurodivergent 12 year old
Not only that, but then they sincerely consider selling him, and might have if it weren't for them being part of the U.P. which forbade it. Then they ship him off 'to be someone else's problem' (Earth/Terra) then respond to the U.P. draft by setting him up as their representative for The Legion of Super-Heroes where then years later they try (and nearly succeed) to assassinate him.
Great bunch.
You would think this behavior would come from a Coluan Council that was only a couple years out from under the Computer Tyrants, not 1000 years later.
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cherrymoonvol6 · 5 months
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ok nvm i'll elaborate right now
i think one of the many weird choices in the finale was to make belos possess raine out of all people. one, because it really comes out of the blue. when has belos ever shown any interest of raine? like, i'm sure he must be aware of raine's record of plotting against the establishment, but he never deals with them himself. instead he sends a plethora of other people to do it for him (darius, eberwolf, kikimora, terra). if anything, it is terra that has a bone to pick with them. and in a parallel work where raine got more to do, i believe terra and raine's dynamic would've been something really interesting to explore. kinda like the relationship between atreus and odin in GOW ragnarok, like this "okay i know you hate me and all that i stand for, but i see potential in you so i'll take you under my wing and prove to you that i am worth of your time and loyalty" kinda thing, which is a banger dynamic btw.
but the second part is that there are two way more attractive options. the first one, immediately on demand, is darius. ofc it would take some canon time of developing that dynamic between belos and darius (it pains me that it doesn't exist), but it would make sense that belos would keep a close eye on darius. after all, he was mentored and was a good friend of the previous golden guard, and it's implied in various scenes (mostly ASIAS) that he knows enough about hunter's "ancestors" to praise him when he doesn't follow orders, and ultimately play the long-con to betray belos. he may even be aware in some sense of belos killing the previous golden guard, or even the existence of the grimwalkers. in that case, it would make sense that belos would have built some resentment towards him that ultimately shows in the choice to possess, corrupt and kill his puppeteer-ed body. but then, there's an even better option here, and a character that belos has hide a long-time resentment against: lilith.
look, if belos remembers luz from all those years ago, then he abso-fucking-lutely remembers lilith as well. and in a sense you can interpret the actions in canon as him trying to exert his personal vendetta against her: keep her close in the emperor's coven, trying to get her sister to join and get branded with a sigil with the promise that he'll cure her from her curse, all this while knowing that she would eventually betray him and join luz's side. we know belos kept her close for a reason and he knows the extent of her abilities, her history and relationship with eda, and her weaknesses as well. belos possessing lilith, then, would not only be the definitive "fuck you" to her, but could've also been an effective way to provoke eda emotionally and lead her to abandon her hideout to confront him. and honestly, from the way belos acts in that scene in FTF, his reaction to finding the best candidate to possess would make so much more sense if it was lilith and not raine.
but like, aren't lilith and raine just... insanely similar characters in the show's narrative? both are figures of eda's past, who loved each other sincerely back in simpler times, and through plot-related actions (raine's reason is much better narratively though, IMO) abandoned eda and joined the opposing side, climbing the ranks through their powerful abilities until becoming important figures in the coven circle. trying to think about the things i'd change in canon to make raeda a better couple involve making them go through similar plot beats that eda and lilith have gone through: an emotional, powerful moment where raine has to choose between their position of power and eda's wellbeing, actual tension between them (resentment and guilt from eda's side, frustration and confusion from raine's side), situations where they are forced to colaborate and their chemistry can still come through but still their dynamic is permeated by those lingering wounds... like, all of those things are stuff that already happened in canon, between eda and lilith. there's even that moment in king's tide where eda has the same somber moment with raine and lilith before executing their sabotage:
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to me, it event seems like lilith got a lot of attention and development with eda in S1 and early S2 and then her character got sidelined when raine started to appear, and simultaneously: how raine's backstory and conflict of interest with eda are pretty much an afterthought but they still get to be a key player in the plot through late S2 and S3. i'm really sorry that economic character construction has to work this way, but that's how it is: you don't get to give eda a sister and a significant other and then make those two characters the same one. you have to commit to just one and integrate all aspects onto them.
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Riddle me this, Darling Human has had a long day. A long, FRUSTRATING, HIT ALL THE WRONG BUTTONS kind of day...and when they get home they want to blow off some steam, pulls their shirt over their head, and says, "Get on the bed dear, (Mommy/Daddy) wants a rodeo." Who's going "Jackpot"? Who's going "Game on, what's the tie-breaker"? Ans who has that momentary moment of panic as Darling is staring them down? ((Owl House, please. Have fun!))
I've got some hot takes lmao-
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Adrian- He was already waiting for them when he heard them open the front door. It seems as though someone pissed his beloved mate off today, because they're straddling him as soon as they open the door. When they say that, internally he goes "jackpot".
Darius- It's not unusual for his Darling to beeline it for the bedroom after work. What is unusual, is that they look as though someone just insulted their entire family. Hearing that come out of their mouth, he says "game on, what's the tiebreaker?"
Alador- Its been a long day of blueprints and files. He wants nothing more than to lay back, relax, and have his Darling gently fuck him. Although, a wrench is thrown in his idea when they toss their shirt off and say that line- he's not sure if he's aroused or scared.
Terra- Usually, it's the other way around. Her Darling often leaves their shared room with fresh bruises and healing wrappings after she's done with them. Today, though...well, she can't say she isn't looking forward to seeing what they can do. "Jackpot, my prickly little rose! Now...show me just how frustrated you are."
Odalia- She's probably the one who pushed their buttons. Maybe on purpose, or maybe she didn't mean to make them frustrated. Now, though, her intentions are of no concern to her Darling. Unfortunately, she won't go down without a fight- "well, I sincerely hope you have a plan to break this little tie."
Raine- Oh, they were not expecting their beloved to come home and stare them down like this. Sure, sometimes they let Darling take the lead in bed, but Raine never suggests anything too 'out there' in fear of scaring off their lover. Right now, they regret never bringing up their desire to be dominated by Darling before. "J-jackpot..." comes from under their breath, barely a whisper.
Eda- Honestly, seeing her Darling this angry is a little scary. They just got home, and they're practically ripping their shirt off of their torso as they tell her to lay back so they can "take a ride", with a snarl that makes it sound like they're about to commit a murder. She's a little scared, honestly, and it takes her a moment to realize that they do, in fact, intend to ride her into the bed/nest rather than tear up the place.
Steve- Oh, poor Steve. He's never seen his Darling this mad, frustrated and pent-up. It's a little terrifying. However, it soon changes to him saying "ooooh...jackpot, hah! Well, my seat's all yours." when he sees that they merely want to "ride him like they're in a rodeo". He might start wanting this to be a regular occurrence.
Belos- I see his Darling getting annoyed by him often enough, especially if we're talking about Advisor!Reader- but if someone else manages to add onto that, during the period of time where he's trying to stop their nightly shot intake and get closer to them, well...he wanted to be the one to come onto them, with careful words and encouragement, but he's not complaining about them making the first move. It just makes things easier on him- so, obviously, he says "Oh, so is this what people call a 'jackpot'?"
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