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celabi · 1 year

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𝐁𝐍𝐇𝐀 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 + 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒

Bakugou, Shinsou, Hawks, Dabi, Shigaraki x Reader

𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎𝐔 decides that the moment he sees your foot stumble off the side walk and nearly fall into on going traffic while he’s walking along side you, he’ll never let you stand so close to the road ever again. “Damn airhead,” He grumbles, quickly taking a hold of your school uniform sleeve and pulling you into his side— his calloused hands taking place onto the opposite side of your hip to keep you up and steady. “You an idiot or what? ‘M sure you’d loose your head if it wasn’t attached to your neck.” You softly sigh at his snarky words and roll your eyes, but still allow the blond hot head to tug you down the pathway. “There was a stone on the ground, I didn’t see it.” He sends you a side eye, a look contrasted of disbelief and annoyance before turning his attention to the sight ahead— giving the flesh of your hip a firm squeeze. “There’s no need to lie, Sweet cheeks, s’only us here. Just admit it, you’re clumsy.” Of course he’s trying to make this a competition, that’s so like him— but after the long day of training you had, you didn’t feel like humouring him any longer. “Okay, I’m clumsy. You happy now? Jerk.” You mutter in defeat, and Katsuki doesn’t even try to bite back his shit eating grin because he knows he’s already won. “Of course I am.” ‘Of course i am, and it’s only because you’re here.’ He thinks, his hand leaving your side so he can grab onto your own to tangle your fingers together and rub his thumb along your knuckles. “Now hurry up and walk faster, this date ain’t gonna… date itself.” “That doesn’t make sen—” “Shut it!”

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐔 exhales loudly, tiredly lifting up one arm to swipe the back of his hand along his sweaty forehead, trying to calm his rapid breaths and pulsing heart beat. The ringing in his ears is so loud that he doesn’t hear the sound of your footsteps getting closer and closer until the tips of your shoes enter his vision while he stares at the floor, making him slowly lift his head to meet your gaze. “Here.” You extend out your arm, a cold bottle of water thrusted in front of his beet red face that he waste no time in grabbing, heaving out a small ‘thanks’ before chugging half of it. “You both did good today, take a break and we’ll continue this tomorrow!” You both turn your heads into Aizawa’s direction and wave him off, watching his back as he leaves through the gym doors. “Finally!” Shinsou drops to the floor, rolling onto his back and gazing up at the roof— patting the spot beside him, indicating you to follow through. You do so, kneeling to the ground before flipping onto your side— your elbow planted on the ground to hold your head up while you stare at his face. His chest is still heaving rapidly as he is still not quite used to training so intensely, while his eyes scan around the room— until they land on you. Shinsou pursers his lips, his nose twitches slightly in awkwardness while he try’s to rack his brain for a conversation starter. “You uh… really hit me hard today.” ‘Shit’ now he’s gone and embarrassed himself, again. He’s about to make up some lame excuses until the sound of your laughter fills his ears. His eyes find their way back to your face, watching the way your eyes flutter closed while you break out into a fit of giggles. He smiles at the sight, the sight of your smiling face makes his brain melt to mush and forget about his previous worries. ‘Oh, well, I guess this is okay.’

𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊𝐒 watches as you sit up from the couch and walk over to the other one, one that’s five feet away from the one you were sitting on previously— when you were sitting next to him. He’s baffled, eyebrows raised in surprise while he eyes you up and down. “Geez, baby, didn’t know I stunk that bad…” he jokes with an awkward chuckle, the large red wings behind him droop slightly when he doesn’t receive the reaction he was hoping for. “You do, Keigo, go shower.” Picking up the remote and flicking through the channels on the TV, you try not to let your giggle slip when you see him from the corner of your eyes, also stand up and waddle over to you— his wings sadly dragging along the floor as he does do. “That was kinda mean, my feelings are hurt now.” He pouts, taking place right in front of you— blocking your view from the show you started watching. “You’ll live.” You mutter, leaning over to the side to look past his body. Now you’re not paying attention to him, and he doesn’t like that one bit… so without warning, Keigo stalks closer until his knees are pressing up against your legs before flopping down into you with his whole weight. “You big oaf! Get off of me!” You wheeze; the weight of his body is heavy enough as is— let alone him and his freakishly large wings . “Hey! M’not big, or an oaf.” He whines back, his head falling into the crook of your neck while his body lies on top of yours, his feet dangling off the end of the arm rest— kicking happily when you sigh in defeat and tangle your hand in his hair. “See, knew you’d come around… now let’s watch that damn movie.” “Oh, shut it, Keigo. I only gave up because I had to, we will never be friends.”

𝐃𝐀𝐁𝐈 already has a naturally deep and gruff voice, he knows it, you know it, every knows it. But it’s still a pleasant surprise to hear it go deeper when you wake up in his hold, your bare legs tangled with each other’s while the duvet lays carelessly tossed on the floor after he unconsciously kicks it off the bed in a cold sweat. “You awake yet, angel face?” You can feel the vibrant of his voice resonate through his chest while you lay atop of him, one of his hands resting firmly on the dip in your back while he other rubs comforting circles on your arm. “Barely… M’so cold, Touya, you gotta help me.” You whine, digging your head deeper into the shell of his neck— looking for any type of warmth you can get. He chuckles an airy laugh at the clear sleepiness still evident in your tone, his hand leaving your spine to crawl up under your (his) shirt to rest his palm on your skin and slightly heating up his quirk, not enough to ignite up in flames but enough to produce a small amount heat to warm you up— softly smiling when you let out a small, content mewl at the feeling. “How does that feel, baby? Feel good?” You adjust your head and nod into him, your nose now pressed up against the flesh of his neck while your hair tickling his ear. “So good, thank you… love… you…” he listens as your words quietly fade out, indicating that you’re, once again, knocked out cold. Dabi looks down slightly, watching as your eyelashes flutter along with you chest rising and falling. It quiet, the only sounds being your soft breaths and the occasional car that drive past his apartment. And it’s just the way he likes it.

The obnoxious tapping of 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐈’𝐒 thumbs on the joy sticks hallow around the thin, league bar walls, along with the occasional swear word muttered under his breath and rustles of his coat every time he adjusts his position. “Fucking Tom Nook, stupid piece of shit.” Even from your seat on the squeaky stool at the counter, you can clearly see the way his blue locks tousle around whenever he reaches up to scratch at his neck. “Still in a hundred grand bell dept? What kind of rat needs a hundred thousand fucking bells?” He growls, and when you rise from your seat to walk over and stand behind him— you can just barley see over his head that his net is continuously beating the poor racoon inside his tent. “Babe, murder won’t always erase your problems.” You laugh, leaning down and snugly wrapping your arms around his neck— the soft action making Tomura momentarily pause his rage to drop his handheld into his lap and lean back in the warmth of your embrace, his hair tickling your nose. “Sweetheart, go grab your switch and help me blow this island up.” He looks up at you, his hands gripping onto your forearms— cautious not to place all five fingers on your skin— before pulling you down so your head is nestled in the crook of his neck. “I don’t think your goals of man slaughter are achievable in animal crossing.” You tease, your answer makes him grumble, the device in his lap now long forgotten to the side when he turns around on his knees on the cushions to position his face in front of yours. “Okay then, how about a trip to the new GameStop that just opened up down the road. I like the Pokémon games more anyway…” “…You’re such a sore loser.”

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twisted-king · 19 days

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Hi! Hello! I was wondering if you wrote any platonic hecs in twst? If you do, can you write gn!mc always finding a away to mention/talk about her home world? Maybe add a little bit of homesickness for angst👀.

Platonic hcs with the first years pls:>

Btw I really love you writing style!♡

AAAA oh my gosh thank you so much! I have no idea what im really doing aha...

Absolutely!!! here's a key:

Epel Ace Deuce Sebek Jack You

First year friend group + Reader who talks about home

They love you

they REALLY do

But this is excessive.

"Back at the farm we used to drink hot cider after a long day out in the snow, actually one time we-" "Heh.. like how my mom and I used to..." "Used to what?" "Oh its nothing... Just a tradition. We'd get together every Tuesday and go for bubble tea" "Oh..."

Epel understands feeling far from home, and he wants to try and relate with you but he doesn't know about half the stuff you're saying.

"hahah I got a higher score than you this time. Mayeb you shoulda studied a bit harder like lil ol me~" "Shut up Ace! It's a difference of like... two points!" "Two more points than you!" "oh you-" "My friends and I used to compare scores all the time, she always asked for help studying but.. haha she always got better grades than me."

They feel SO awkward when this happens

Deuce almost feels like he's showing off in some kind of way. He wants to be an honor student AND a good friend to you, so he's trying to creatre new memories with you, he's just having some trouble.

"Hey! I uh- I learned out to make one of Trey's tart! The one from the unbirthday party you liked so much?" "Oh thank you Deuce! It's kind of funny actually-" oh no,,, "My sibling and I used to bake for each other to say sorry."

Ace on the other hand is curious, but he kind of wishes you could be with the group sometimes.

"And then Lucius was like-- On top of Deuce- get this- while he was STILL sleeping" "No way..!" "Seriously?" "Hah- how pathetic, I NEVER fall asleep in Trein's... admittedly dull, lessons." "I used to have a dog, he could sleep anywhere"

And suddenly, it's quiet again...

Jack tries to keep your mind off things

He takes you out on relatively silent runs, he invites you to track meets, you can join or just watch him and Deuce! You've been looking a little down recently so, this makes sens to Jack, Deuce enjoys having you watch him run too, his friends give him extra motivation to beat his last personal best!

But... now you're crying?

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Ace, Epel, and Sebek are on their way too, they wanted to do something nice for you and suprise you and -oh no...

They drop everything.

Your friends rush toward you, maybe you're hurt? you like... NEVER cry around them.

And suprisingly, Sebek can get you through the worst of it

"You're sad. and far from home. and that is hard. Especially for a pu ny huma-" "Sebek!!" "Right, uh... But we are here with you now. And we care for you."

"You're our best friend, I don't think anyone would be 'round here if it weren't for you."

"I don't feel as alone, riding solo just... wasnt it."

"'Sides, class isnt nearly as fun without you in it?"

"We really care about you, Prefect. You're our friend."

They gather around you, peacefully letting you cry after they let you know how muhc you mean to them.

"I just... I miss home so much..!"

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torasplanet · 5 months

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❝𝘽𝘼𝘽𝙔, 𝙄 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙍 𝙎𝙄𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙍.ᐟ❞

Y. SHIBA & S. KAWARAGI + F. READER

𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 ; your boyfriend's sister is just so cute you can't help yourself !!

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 ; smut, final timeline for both, cheating, gay!hakkai implied, strap(yuzuha), light choking (yuzuha) praise, oral(reader receiving), haruchiyo being a cheater too, closet sex(senju), fingering(senju), teasing, hair-pulling(senju), petnames (baby, pretty, princess, babygirl), can u tell im in love with sen?, senjus is lowkey angsty, skin color not mentioned

YUZUHA SHIBA

It wasn't right, you thought your nails digging into the skin of Yuzuha's wrist with her fingers gently wrapped around your throat. It wasn't right for you to fuck your boyfriend's sister.

You felt like such a bitch for this but it's hard to care that much when Yuzuha's strap was too busy ramming into your guts harder than Hakkai's real dick had. It was whatever, Hakkai probably wouldn't care anyway because he was too busy gawking over Mitsuya.

It seemed like he was more into that man than he was into you so it wasn't really your fault for going with someone who was very clearly into you.

"You're so pretty, baby," Yuzuha said, grinning down at you as you moaned loudly, digging further into her bed's pillows. Her grip on your neck wasn't that tight, it wasn't tight at all; it was more like they were just resting there and yet your nails digging into her skin was so rough that she believed her skin had torn.

Not like she could blame you though, she was fucking your cunt like a mad man watching eagerly as the purple silicone cock split your lips apart and covered itself in your slick with each thrust the wet sounds from your pussy following. It was all so much for Yuzuha.

And on top of that, you looked so gorgeous your mouth opened wide moans spilling out with your eyes squeezed shut, and when they did open, you gazed at her with such pleasure in your eyes as if you were begging her to go harder like that was even possible.

You reached a hand up to touch the woman's cheek brushing her hair away from her face and tucking it behind her ear smiling up at her "Y-You're so fucking pretty too...ngh!" Yuzuha cooed at you before leaning down and pressing a gentle kiss to your lips shutting you up.

She trailed her kisses down to your neck gently suckling at your skin turning it purple "You ever let another girl fuck you like this, pretty?" She asked listening to you moan like a porn star in her ear while trying to find words to answer her in something that wasn't a blabber.

"Nuh-uh! You're m-my first girl...!" You mewled your back arching up from the soft blankets your boyfriend's sister had laid you on. You felt her smile against your skin while continuing to kiss you her fingers tightening around your neck just a bit.

Yuzuha brought her lips up to your ear "I better be your one and only too." She spoke gently nipping at the shell of your ear making shivers run down your spine whilst you continued to moan because of the tip hitting your sweet spot over and over.

SENJU KAWARAGI

"Uh oh, did I find your princess spot? Got you moaning like a virgin, babygirl!" Senju asked rather loudly raising her mouth from your sopping cunt her fingers still working their magic inside of you.

You removed your hand that was tight around your mouth to try and stop moans from escaping the walls of this closet while you looked down at Senju from your spot on the table with a horrified look in your eyes "Shh! Don't s...say things like that so loud...Fuck, Haru' could hear." You whimpered lowly trying to bite back the moans that Senju was practically forcing out of you.

The pink-haired woman rolled her eyes while looking up at you through those lengthy lashes of yours with a smirk on her face with no good sayings behind it "Whatever! He's editing right now and who cares if he hears." Senju enunciated obviously upset at the mention of her brother who also just happened to be your boyfriend.

She didn't think it was fair how someone like him got someone like you before she did! Didn't matter though because guess whose mouth you were falling apart on? Hers.

Your walls fluttered around her fingers as she continued to pump them in without a care in the world shown on her face "You shouldn't care. I mean he's the one that cheated first." Senju said below her breath as that obviously wasn't meant for you to hear but you did hear it.

As she lowered herself back down between your soaked thighs, tears bubbled in your eyes at the mention of your boyfriend cheating on you. It seemed silly. You still weren't over him cheating on you but you were letting his sister eat you out in their hall closet!

With the sounds of you sniffling, Senju halted her movements and blinked up at you once again and her expression faltered at the sight of you beginning to cry. "No, no, don't cry princess." She said standing up from her knees and cupping your cheeks getting closer to you.

You knuckled your eyes attempting to get rid of the tears "'M sorry, I shouldn't have said that. 'M supposed to be helping ya." The green-eyed girl said concern written on her visage and you nodded as a way to forgive her still wanting her to continue soothing your broken heart and the aching between your sticky thighs. She kissed you sloppily your tongues fighting against each other before she pulled away making a whine escape your throat from wanting more of her touch.

"Lemme keep helping you okay?" Senju said not really giving you a chance to respond before dropping to her knees again her hands planting themselves on your thighs spreading them wide giving her a complete view of your cunt squeezing around nothing.

She dove in immediately latching onto your clit and sucking at it with her hand finding its way right back to your core her rings tickling your walls as they slid further in. The tips of her fingers hit that same 'princess spot' that it did earlier.

You slapped your hands onto your mouth again to contain your moans but you needed to grab onto something to restrain you from going fucking insane with how good it felt. Your hands went back to the table gripping the edge.

"Fuck Sen'! S'good..." You moaned your face heating up in shame that your brother could probably hear you yelling that little nickname you had for his sister but she wasn't ashamed. In fact, she was proud.

Prouder than she had ever been of anything in her life that you were letting those pretty moans echo throughout these walls and probably leak into the open areas of the house not caring what would happen when you two would come out because it didn't matter right now.

What mattered was how good she was making you feel and fuck was she good at that!

©torasplanet .ᐟ reblogs and likes are very appreciated! pls do not repost!!

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leavingsunsets · 24 days

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Hi, Sen! I have a fanfic request here (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠) Psst- Senku and Fem!Reader please

The set is an alternate universe where no mass-petrification ever happened. Instead shs Senku meets a new member (first year) of the science club, where she's passionately into nuclear and stuff (you could add any). The reader here's pretty shy and afraid of men but when it comes to Senku.. yk, love and simp, secret crush 🥺‼️I've had to mention it earlier tho, please make this fic fluff and cute 🩷

Thank you for your time, mind, and whatever it takes to make this fic. And please stay healthy 🩷

omg thank you for the request !!! like the scenario, and reader concept, and will do for cute and fluffy themes!! thanks thanks for the hearts !!!

"𝖲𝖼𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗎𝖻 𝖻𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌."

[𝚏!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 & 𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚔𝚞 𝙸𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚒]

Your first meeting wasn't much to talk about, other than the fact that Senku's pinned you as a little oddball. He still remembers your head just barely peeking into the empty room, flinching the moment you spotted him.

"Do you, uh, happen to know where the science club president is...?" A timid type, he sees. "That would be me. Anything you need?"

"Oh, uh, just my form."

"Ah, the membership form," pulling off his gloves, he approaches. When you hand it over, his eyes skim over it. "Ah, a junior." He folds the paper, smirking. "Well aren't you eager. Weren't these just passed out today?"

A little tense, you rub your arm. "Ah, yeah. I just, wanted to get a spot, I guess."

He assumed you would've been a more quiet member, working off on the side with your own little experiments. Which, you were, at first. Tinkering with microscope and the like.

"Radiation?" he queries, which makes you jolt. You hadn't noticed him. Following his gaze, you see that he's checking out your notes.

"Uhm, yes. It's just for my research..." you mumble, pulling away from the microscope.

"I see. Into atomics, ey?" Chuckling, he turns to walk back to his own project. "School materials aren't quality enough for that kind of science, junior."

You rub your arm. "Well... I'm only studying about it now.. I'm not ready for experimenting until I know everything about it."

His lips quirked slightly, "Smart. Good plan."

Since then, he's always been aware of that constant student by the club room's window. In her own world, barely talking if unneeded. Of course, Senku wasn't dumb. Based on his observance, you've always been stiff around him, or the guys who even so much as breathe near you. Odd behavior, but it doesn't hinder you, or others, so, he leaves it alone.

When you started approaching him more, he didn't mind.

"Senior, since you know more about this, I wanted to ask if you could teach me...?"

"Senior, here, I'll help."

"Senior, I just wanted to ask if I could conduct this experiment in the lab?"

It wasn't really anything strange for him. In fact, he thought it was great improvement. He encouraged it, even.

And so, here you were, clutching the wrapped bento in your sweaty hands. It was just you and him again, with the others so eager the moment the bell rang.

"I'm going for a drink," he breaks the silence, taking off his safety gear. At this, you jump for the chance.

"Wa- Senior, wait!"

He pauses, looking at you. "Hm?"

With the weight of his eyes on you, your heart beats a little faster in nervousness. This was nervewracking, you were starting to regret it a little. However...

'Come on. It's now or never. You know how busy he always is.'

"I notice you usually spend lunch in the clubroom... So..."

You hold it out to him, shakily. Too nervous, you look elsewhere, too scared to look at his face.

It was quiet. For a little while. But every second for you felt like an eternity.

Senku chuckles. Caught off guard, you look up.

"You got a crush on me or something, junior?" he jests, running a hand through his hair. And you, simply, erupt into a vivid scarlet.

"N-No!" You fluster, gesturing wildly. "I just, I thought you'd want some lunch, cuz I see you everydayandmaybeyou-"

"Calm down, it was just a question."

You hang your head once more in embarrassment.

"But," he says,

"I appreciate it."

His smile is soft, and voice placid, all of a sudden. The light from the window only highlights it, only giving the empty room a bright glow. This felt like some kind of shoujo moment.

It shocked you a little. Knowing his personality, you expected obvious discomfort, maybe even a harsh rejection. You're snapped out of your thoughts when he's already turned for the door, bento taken.

Your eyes linger on the door that slides close.

Yeah. Maybe you do have a crush on him.

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ladymarvel27 · 10 months

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YELLOW TULIPS | Esteban Ocon (I)

Esteban Ocon x gasly!fem!reader

(pictures are from pinterest)

Summary: You are Pierre’s twin and Esteban and Pierre don’t get along, which is a deadly combo for when you and Esteban like each other.

Word count: 879.

Warnings: None.

Part II Part III

You slowly opened the cabinet, your hands trying to reach for a small bag on the top. To your disappointment, you weren’t tall enough to reach. Why the hell did he put it at that height? Your hand was dancing there pointlessly.

“Need help?” A male voice called you behind. You turned around and saw a very tall man standing, his hands on his hips. You instantly recognized him. “Esteban?” He nodded. "And you are..." he raised his eyebrows, "Y/N?" His eyes glint as he recognised you.

You saw him last time when you were fourteen. You used to see Pierre go-karting many years ago. You had a teeny-tiny crush on Esteban and you knew he was also smitten by you. After that, you were too busy to attend the races and support your brother. Not this year.

“Yes, and I would really need your help,” you said, pointing to the bag on the shelf. “Yeah, sure.”

His hand easily reached the bag and he handed it to you. Yeah, the tallest driver on the grid.

“Thank you.” He smiled at you and then reached for another bag on the next shelf.

“Will you be there at the race?” He asked.

“Yeah,” you nodded, your eyes darting to his pink lips.

“Uh Huh!” You both broke eye contact when you heard someone clear their throat. You turned your neck.

“Hey, Esteban,” Pierre said with a smile, probably a fake one, “I see, you’ve already met my sister.”

You could clearly see the tension between the two. Pierre doesn’t like you talking to Esteban. Or seeing him at all. He probably saw how you were looking at his lips.

“They were looking for you at the hospitality.”

“Yeah, I was just here to get my bag, I am coming.”

“You should leave, I will be after you.”

“Yep,” he said to Pierre then turned to you, “Okay, see you later.”

You gave him a smile, “Yeah.”

Pierre raised his eyebrows in suspicion. Esteban grabbed his bag and left.

“Why were you here?” He asked.

“For my bag.”

“And what were you doing with him?”

“I couldn’t reach it as it was kept on the top shelf. So, he helped me.” You replied.

He looked around and gave a long sigh. You knew what message he was trying to convey.

“So… I’ll see you after the race. You know where you have to be.” He said as he left.

Esteban was a cute little boy back then. Pierre introduced you to him. He was very energetic. He gave you a yellow tulip and they were your favourite flowers. You were so happy that you gave him a kiss on his cheek which angered your brother. When you and Pierre returned home, he scolded you. And you had never seen Esteban after until today.

You reached the paddock where the others were. You had to reach Pierre but you couldn’t find him. You got lost amongst the busy workers when you bumped into a tall stature.

“Y/N? You arrived!” Esteban squealed which made some head turns. You silently hoped that Pierre didn’t hear him squeal after seeing you arrive. You loved your brother, and he cared about you way too much than required.

“Yeah,” you nodded nervously, “good luck for your race, see you afterwards.” You started leaving when he stopped you by grabbing your wrist. He dropped your hand when you both had eye contact. “Y/N,” he spoke softly, “I am happy to see you after all these years.” His eye darted to your lips and he probably had started to lean.

“Ocon!” A voice had called him.

“See you.” He said as he left. You noticed a note in your hand. It had a cell number written on it and a message.

Text me later- E.

You knew you were there to support your brother, but your eyes were always on car number 31. You sighed in relief when you saw him ending at P6.

You saw his interview was over and he was free. You decided to text the number.

To Esteban: I noticed how sneaky you were in these matters, giving your number to me. Btw, it’s Y/N.

You hit send and off the phone, not sure if he will get the message or not.

Your phone dings a few minutes later.

From Esteban: Meet me in the paddock.

You knew Pierre was last so you had some time before he arrives back. You quickly went and saw him, his arms wide open for you to embrace him. You sprinted into his arms as he closed his arms around, and you wrapped your arms around his torso. You stayed in his arms for a while, listening to his heartbeat.

Both of you pulled away.

“Will you hang out afterwards?” He asked.

“Anyone else with you?”

“Nope. Maybe Lance. I am not sure if he is willing to hang out today.”

“Then swing around by eight. It won’t be bad to have Lance around.”

“See you later then.” He replied as you leave, waving goodbye.

It was good to see him after all these years. You felt a fire catching on your old crush on him and didn’t have a problem with it. But your brother will surely have.

#esteban ocon #esteban ocon x reader #esteban ocon x you #esteban ocon x y/n #esteban ocon fanfiction #formula 1 #f1 #alpine f1 #alpine #alpine racing #alpine renault #Esteban José Jean-Pierre Ocon-Khelfane #pierre gasly

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taralen · 24 days

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Thoughts in Reflection

A prequel to an INBOX Story idea proposed by @clowny-rolls (Thanks for the idea!!!)

NOTE: This story won't make as much sense unless you read the stuff I wrote here for better context: Click Me.

The illustration is inspired by a drawing a friend of mine did of Spamton, but it's currently not uploaded anywhere. Sorry guys. 😭

The year was 1994.

Spamton G. Spamton, a former Addison and a now esteemed entrepreneurial businessman who founded BIG SHOT AUTOS was one day asked, "Mr. Spamton, are you seeing anyone?"

Much to Spamton's chagrin, the one asking was his close friend Bant, a Blue Addison who was the only one of his former friends and coworkers with whom he stayed in contact. He leaned against the wall, waiting for any chance to talk to Spamton once he was off the phone.

Spamton rolled his eyes. "Why are you asking?"

"You haven't seen any ladies, have you? I figured with your newfound success, the women would be flocking to you." Bant chuckled.

Spamton raised his hand and dismissed this with a gesture. "I'm too busy."

"Not too busy for me, though." Bant smirked.

Spamton froze and his cheeks flushed pink.

Bant tilted his head, flashing that iconic closed-eye Addison grin. "Hey, if you're interested, one of the restaurants Sen's been running fliers for is setting up blind dates. I've been the one coordinating things to bring people together. The restaurant has had a nice uptick in business since! The campaign is running for another week. It might be kind of fun to try it out. I can set you up with a cute girl, exactly your type!"

Spamton narrowed his eyes at the mention of Sen, or Yahoosen, the Yellow Addison he once worked so closely with but did not believe in his vision. Hearing Bant's involvement softened his expression but not his demeanor. "That sounds stupid. How will this benefit me at all?"

"If you have a good time, you could leave them a good review, and then I can convince the owner to vouch for your shop whenever they need a new car or some fixing. What do you think?" Bant's smile widened.

Spamton raised a brow. "Uh, give me a moment. Step out of my office for a bit."

Bant sighed. "What for?"

"I need to make a call, obviously!" Spamton said as he sat down at his desk with his finger already on the dial.

Bant huffed and pushed off the wall. "Fine. Let me know when you're done." He slipped out, closed the door behind him, and paced the hall. Although he was just outside the office, he could not hear what Spamton was talking about. Thankfully, the call was brief, and only a few moments later, Spamton opened the door, looking up at Bant. "OKAY. I will do it!" He adjusted his collar and flashed a handsome, toothy smile.

Bant blinked. "Huh? Really? Did whoever you were talking to on the phone tell you it was a good idea?" He laughed a little awkwardly.

"Huh?! Why would I ask my esteemed business partner about something so silly?" Spamton laughed, dismissively waving his hand. "Go on! Set me up with this blind date! I trust you know my tastes in women well."

Bant furrowed his brows. Having known Spamton for years, he knew when he wasn't totally genuine, and this seemed to be one of those moments, but he smiled anyway. "Okay, I will. I'm sure not to disappoint you!" ☎️☎️☎️

Waiting in a hallway near the restrooms was a small lady, a White Addison. She wore a silken pink dress far too expensive for her salary and tied her hair up in a matching pink bow. People passing by stared at her, whispering words she did not want to hear.

Bant approached her. "Ah, Ms. Thetalan, you look quite lovely. That dress Orvar loaned you fits you nicely!"

Orvar, short for Orvarstok, was an Orange Addison who worked with Bant. He advertised clothing curated by Queen herself, ranging from everyday wear to fine garments. Through their established trust, Bant easily convinced him to loan a dress on the promise he'd foot the dry-cleaning bills afterward.

She turned to the Blue Addison and smiled meekly. "You think so? I hope he likes it, too."

"He definitely will. You are exactly his type." Bant winked. "He is an esteemed businessman, so he has fine tastes. He should be here within the next five to ten minutes. Just wait here for now."

"Fine tastes?" She blushed. "Okay. I will wait right here," she answered meekly. She watched him disappear down the corner. She was certain this guy was the same Blue Addison she saw with that man she fell in love with a year ago—a man who appeared to be a White Addison like her but with black hair. She etched his name into her heart: Spamton G. Spamton.

Despite her suspicions, Thetalan didn't dare pry too much about the Blue Addison's possible relations. He approached her directly while she was walking down the street and asked if she would like to participate in a blind date with all the expenses paid to support a local restaurant. Usually, she'd be wary of such things, but because of his familiarity, her intuition told her to trust him and take on this offer. She told him about the kind of man she wanted to meet, and he said, "Ah, perfect. I know just the guy for you! He is a handsome businessman and not too unlike an Addison." He raised his head and pointed at his own nose. "What, with one of these just like us!"

Few Darkners chose to court Addisons outside of work-related reasons, but this Blue Addison described someone so specific that she could only think of one person, and it was him. To have this opportunity of seeing Spamton again... It made her tremble with excitement.

With bated breath, she gazed into the nearby mirror, trying to collect herself. Though she was excited, anxiety swarmed her entire being. She hadn't seen this man since last year and wondered if he remembered her. He occupied her mind constantly, and as she stared into her beautified reflection, her hands wringing restlessly, she thought, "He has no idea how much I wish he could see me."

(To be continued...)

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kumoriyami-xiuzhen · 2 months

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Hakuoki Drama CD - Shimabara Disturbance Track 2 English translation

Heya, I know this is late... but my eye problems continued until the symptoms got better last Tuesday, on April 2nd. Long story short, I had difficulties keeping my eyes physically open without them feeling irritated or hurting after 6pm, which really cut away my time to translate for the past two weeks as I normally translate in the evenings, which didn’t help when I was actively cutting back on my screen time while that happened. Overall, my symptoms seemed to have cleared up for the most part since I started using Hypochlorous acid as recommended by my optometrist and I have thankfully stopped needing to walk around with a damp towel everywhere for relief.

Anyway, I decided to post these as soon as I finish them to make up for the post-less March... I’m about a quarter way through track 3 (it and track 4 are over 10min), but I already have 5 and 6 done so it hopefully won’t take too long? I’m really sorry bout that!

Also, for various reasons, I've decided not to tag the characters for the rest of this drama for the time being. I'll tag them a week after I post the last track... if I remember to.

Anyway, enjoy!

Hakuoki Drama CD - Shimabara Disturbance Track 2: How to use reward money

Translation by KumoriYami

(pacing footsteps)

Saito: There's no need to worry about this myself, I'll just ask Yukimura directly. Thinking this, I came to her room...

But, how do I say this? Isn't it strange to suddenly ask “do you want a a woman’s kimono?” Or should I indirectly ask about what can be done to make her feel happy? No, but not only that there’s....

(door opens)

Saito: Ah! Yu-Yukimura! No, I wasn't doing anything. Anyway, can I have some of your time? There's something I wanted to tell you...

Saito: Nn, then, excuse me.

(door closes)

Saito: Yukimura, um, ermhm... What I'm going to say isn't important, no, not only is it a trivial matter that doesn't matter at all... Um....

(footsteps from outside)

Harada: Hey, Chizuru, you there?

(Door opens)

Harada: Fu... Sorry, looks like you already have a guest?

Saito: No, it's fine, you have something to speak about?

Harada: Ah, yeah, just now, what was her name? That girl named Sen came to visit. I'm sorry, Saito, can you bring Chizuru to see her? I have to go on patrol next.

Saito: I understand. Yukimura, let’s go.

..................

Sen: Chizuru-chan, long time no see! But it actually hasn't been that long. I wanted to see Chizuru-chan quite a bit. The Shinsengumi haven't been bullying you, right? Are you okay?

Saito:....

Sen: Everyone's been treating you well? Really? You're not saying that because of this person next to you?

Saito: I’m sorry, I can’t leave.

Sen: I know that, I just wanted to hear her honest words.

Saito: Uh, hn....

Sen: In any case, Chizuru-chan can't lie. I still remember when you came to Shimabara. Truly, you're really someone who shines the more you get polished! It was really trough after that time. There were a lot of people asking who that geisha was. Hey, would you like to come again? Kimigiku would also like to see you again, you can wear a beautiful kimono again!

Saito: A beautiful kimono...

[recalling]

(Heisuke: If I had a lot of money, I would give Chizuru a beautiful kimono. She was very happy!)

Saito: Sure enough, Yukimura, she...

Sen: Well, please think it about it! You're always welcome!... Now that I've seen Chizuru-can's smile, I should be going back soon.

Saito: Ah, uh... is that okay?

Sen: Yes, although I am a bit reluctant to, I really just came to see her today. Next time, let's go out for tea and chat! See you, Chizuru-chan!

(Sen gets up[?])

Saito: Wait, it's dangerous for a woman to go/leave alone. I'll accompany you.

Sen:, No it's okay. I grew up and Kyoto and will be taking a safe road/route back.

Saito: I have something I'd like to talk to you about. Could I please escort you?

Sen: Something to say to me? I understand. Then, let’s go.

..............

(walking on a road)

Sen: How long will it be before you are all willing to let Chizuru-chan go/When will you be releasing Chizuru-chan?

Saito: That’s abrupt.

Sen: She's confined at your headquarters from morning til night, day after day, and even though she's a young woman, she can't even dress up, She's obviously worried about her father's situation but can't go looking for him. She must be feeling very anxious.

Saito:.....

Sen: Do you understand how cruel you all are to her?

Saito; We have our own circumstances.

Sen:....

Saito: But, what you say is understandable.

Sen: Eh.

Saito: I did say that I wanted to speak to you. I just want Yukimura to be able to dress in a beautiful kimono/I want Yukimura to wear a beautiful kimono [can be interpreted either way]. Would it be possible to borrow a room at Shimabara? If she goes there, she’ll be able to act as a woman as she wishes to

Sen: Ah, Chizuru-chan will definitely be happy! Then, leave all the preparations to me! I'll bring out our most beautiful kimono! I also have to tell Kimigiku about this too!

Saito: No, you don't have to go to that extent. Just prepare a room...

Sen: Just escort me here. I have to go back and start preparing...!

Saito: Hey, wait... listen to what I have to say...

(their voices fade)

Kazama: I see. It looks like this will be very interesting...

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My personal bias says that Saito never lets go of Chizuru cuz they get married. xD

#hakuoki #hakuouki #hakuoki drama cd #hakuoki drama translation #Saito Hajime #harada sanosuke #Yukimura Chizuru #suzuka sen #Sen-hime #Kazama Chikage

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mehilaiselokuva · 10 months

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Finnish filler words and such

No niin – (many different meanings) No niin. Mennään. - Okay. Let’s go. No niin! Sinne meni! - Oh my god! There it goes! Öö.../ömm… - umm… Öö… en tiedä. - Umm… I don’t know. No… - well… No… hän oli mukava! - Well… he was nice! No joo… - Well yeah… No joo… unohdin. - Well yeah… I forgot. Joo ei. - (Definitely) no Joo ei, en tule. No, I won’t come. Ei joo! - Oh yeah! (remembering or realizing) Ei joo! Mun piti mennä jo! - Oh yeah! I was supposed to go already! Ei kun – No, I mean (something) Pitää mennä suihkuun. Ei kun saunaan. - (I) need to shower. No, I mean go to sauna. Ei oikeastaan. - Not really. No… en oikeastaan. - Well I didn’t actually (do something). Häh? - What? (either you didn’t hear or don’t believe it) Hän ei osannut uida. Häh? Ei osannut uida? - He didn’t know how to swim. What? Didn’t know how to swim? Höh. - Hmph. En ehtinyt. Höh. - I didn’t make it in time. Hmph. Mitä?/Mitäh?/Täh? - What? Huh? (täh can be seen as rude/aggressive in some contexts) (Muminaa) Täh? - (Mumbling) What (did you say)? Mitä? Sinä sait lahjan? - What? You got a gift? Haluatko turpaan? Täh? - Do you want to get beat up? Huh? Vau! - Wow! Vau! Minulla on kolme euroa! - Wow! I have three euro! Vou! - Woah! Vou! Siisti temppu! - Woah! Cool trick! Okei/Ookoo – OK, okay (This one can be duplicated to okei okei (okay okay!)) Okei, minä lähden. - Okay, I’ll leave. Tuota/tota... – well…(confession-like), umm….(unsure, careful question) (This one can be duplicated to totatota) Tota… missä se olikaan? - Umm… where was it again? Tota… taisin heittää sen roskiin. - Well, I might have thrown it in the trash. Tavallaan – in a way No, tavallaan… - Well, in a way... MmmM (said in a specific tone, first down and then up) – yeah, mhm Siis – so, well... Sinä siis heitit sen pois? - So you threw it away? Tämä on siis koulu? - So this is a school? Niinkuin/niinku... – like… Tää on niinku koulu tai jotain. - This is like, a school or something. Totanoin... – well… (thinking of what to say), umm… (polite) Totanoin… Onko teillä aikaa haastatteluun? - Umm… do you have time for an interview? Nii!/nii-i! - Yeah! (enthusiastic agreement) Nii-i! Minähän sanoin! - Yeah! What did I say! Niin/nii – Yeah (agreement) Sinun pitää mennä. Niin. - You need to go. Yeah, I do. Infinite possibilities! Nii-i! Ookoo, ��ö, siis no, no joo tavallaan. - Right! Okay, umm, well uh, well yeah, in a way. Niin. Siis… okei okei, ei oikeastaan. - Yeah. So… Okay okay, not really. Tota… Mä oon siis niinku miettiny, öö, totanoin tota öö sun niinku… tarjousta ja totatota… Ei kun ei mitään. - Well, I’ve, like, thought about, umm, well uhh your umm… your offer and well… You know what, never mind.

#finnish #langblr #langblog #language #beginner finnish #suomi #suomen kieli #finnish language #learning finnish

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toothfa-1-ry · 1 year

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["camera is rolling in 3-2-1 action"]

["who was your greatest love and why did you fall inlove with them?"] -Mark Lee

GENRE: Interview format, angst, fluff(?)

PAIRING: Mark x FemReader

WARNINGS: Swear words

A/N: very very inspired by those "who was your greatest love and why" kind of reels and I might make this a series but then again I might not :>

(✧)

["okay- the camera is rolling. You can start now."

"Who was your greatest love and why did you fall inlove with them?"]

Mark's eyes widen as he awkwardly begins to laugh: "Oh wow- that is a deep question"

[he continues laughing awkwardly, looking around his surroundings]

Mark scratches his neck: "um- yea my greatest love huh"

[he pauses for a while and lets out a soft sigh]

Mark says with absolute certainty before nervously laughing: "My greatest love was definitely my college girlfriend."

Mark mutters, embarrassed: "god- she might see this"

["what was her name?"]

Mark pauses for another while and lets out a small laugh thinking about her: "her name was y/n. She..she was really pretty. With the prettiest smile"

Mark gives a small nod: that's how I remember her.

["how did you guys meet?"]

Mark unscrews the water bottle as he says: we met through one of my friend in college. She was basically a friend of a friend.

Mark slowly keeps the water bottle down as he says softly: I mean that's how she met me. I had already seen her once, before in campus. I guess you could say that she had this sort of attraction to her.

["were you attracted to her? At first sight"]

Mark's laughs again: yea. I was very attracted to her. That's why my roomate introduced us, because I couldn't stop talking about her at 3 am apparently.

["what was she like?"]

"she..she was like- sorry" Mark mumbled a apology as we stopped and waited for a few minutes "She was like rest to me."

[Awkward silence]

"Oh god wow that sounded way better in my head I swear" Mark laughs again "let me explain what I meant...She was my place of comfort.

"She was the only person who I could really not try to be anything or anyone else. I didnt need to try to be special or anything, I could just be me. So yea..she was sort of my place of rest"

Mark's smile slowly fades away as he looks at his hands: "I was a music major and she well she was a history major"

he continues: "god- I remember her being really smart with these glasses which she would never wear" he shakes his head letting out a chuckle.

Mark contemplates saying something for a while:"I used to uh- overwork myself ? Back then in college before I met her I used to go even 3 days without sleeping. Was practically a zombie but after meeting her. I felt human again."

Mark looks around nervously unsure of whether to say or not: she reminded me to live...and to love. To live my life to the fullest and love to the fullest.

["when did you realise that you loved her?"]

Mark lets out a soft sigh: "uh so- well..I- this is gonna make me sound like a jerk"

Mark grimaces slightly before letting out a small laugh: I uh- actually forgot our date this one time."

[the staff gasp]

Mark quickly says: "I know..pretty shitty of me but I can explain! No I swear-"

"I was up late all night doing my assignments and I couldn't sleep not even one bit. Like- the entire night just consisted of coffee and then morning rolled up but by that time i had fast asleep. Completely gone, in snooze land, wasted but in a sleep sense and not a drunk sen-"

["let me guess. You missed the date"]

Mark grimaces: "yea..I sorta did. And i felt awful. I still do"

"anyways next thing I know I'm wide awake remembering our date, I look at the time and I'm already an hour late"

Mark laughs: "I was getting ready to meet her and there she was- she was right infront of me holding a bowl of soup in my apartment just as I was getting ready to go out and meet her"

Mark's smile turns melancholy, his eyes turn nostalgic : "there she was infront of me, not angry at me for missing our date. God- she was there worried for me"

"she was all dressed up but there she was in my apartment scolding me for not taking care of myself, scolding me for not eating well."

[staff asked "what about the date?"]

Mark begins to laugh: "that's what I asked her to. She began scolding me even more saying that my health is more important than a silky date for her. She said that any moment with me feels like date and that she didn't care of I missed the date if it means taking care of my health."

Mark suddenly grows quiet: "but I knew it did matter. Even though we spend time together it wasn't exactly a date. Not a proper one anyways. But she didn't care about that."

"yea. I guess you could say I realised I loved her that day. I realised loved her so much, and that she loves me too. So much"

["something about her that you can't forget/miss"]

"honestly.." Mark paused he looked unsure of what to say or rather if he should say it.

"everything, I miss everything."

["everything?"]

"everything." Mark repeated firmly. "From the way she talked to the way she looked at me. I really miss her scolding me to go to sleep or to eat my meals. That's why I always remind my friends to eat and sleep well yknow. That way you know someone cares."

"she cared for me" Mark smiled sadly and sighed

["what happened?"]

Mark doesn't look up, he stays quiet for a while: "I happened"

["you happened?"]

Mark remains quiet

....

...

"I always- I was always lacking. I was always insecure. I was insecure about me, us. I was afraid"

Mark lets out a soft sight as he shakes his head: "she was amazing. Absolutely perfect, and perfect people deserve other perfect people. Perfect people like her dont deserve half cracked wreck downed people like me"

Mark looks uncomfortable as he mumbles softly: "she deserved more than me. And i- deep down. Even when I asked her out, even when I ask her to be my girlfriend. Deep down I knew that she deserved more than me."

"she was like the sun. And I was like one of the 8 planet's-

Mark lets out a scoff: God who am I kidding? I wasn't even a planet... I was just a piece of rock floating near around her. I was like Pluto, miles away from her, revolving around her. I needed her warmth, I wanted her warmth. But my existence was nothing compared to hers.

["you broke up with her?"]

Mark pauses, looking down to his shoes, he fidgets uncomfortably: "yea. I did. I ended the things between us. I ended us. Because why should I stop her from meeting someone who actually deserves her ynow? Who actually is..who actually is worthy of her. Someone who isn't me"

"did I love her? Of course I did, did I ever love anyone else like I did to her? No. Never. I could never love somebody the way I loved y/n. She was my greatest love for a reason and she'll always be my greatest love"

"always"

["if you guys could get back together, if you had another chance with her, would you take it?"]

Mark is left with his thoughts, he remains quite. The entire studio remains eerily quite

"no"

["no?"]

Mark doesn't say anything again for a few minutes before showing a sad smile : "no. I won't get back together with her. If anything I'd go back into the past and make sure she never crosses roads with me."

"I caused her so much pain. I caused myself so much pain. I dont want us to feel that pain all over again. We were both young, a little too foolish, far too naive. We didn't know what was going on, and it was beautiful.. but all things beautiful also have some pain in them"

["even though you miss her? You still won't give the both of you a chance again?"]

Mark looks straight at the camera's, his eyes sad but his voice firm: "you see, she didn't deserve my love. She deserved the stars and the moon and I couldn't give her that. She deserved the sky infinite and the entire earth"

"she deserved everything. But she didn't deserve to be stuck with someone like me"

"I didn't deserve someone like her."

"so no. Even if I had the chance to get back with her I wouldn't, for the same reasons why I left her. I was lacking"

Mark looks away from the camera, he touches his hands looking at his fingers.

He finally looks up again: "and I still am. I'm still lacking for for, I'm still lacking to be worthy of her"

["okay and cut-" Well done everyone!"]

Mark claps his hands, shaking the tears that were forming at the back of his eyes.

"that was great everyone!" He laughs, complimenting the staff. Maybe by laughing and smiling he could forget everything. He could pretend that he's okay.

["hey Mark?"]

Mark looks up at one the staff as he wears his jacket: "yea?"

["thanks for sharing that story with us man"]

Mark just smiles as he picks up his water bottle, walking out of the studio.

He waves goodbye to the producer who was busy watching the footage: See you later Rennie

"see you later Mark!" The producer waves him goodbye

Mark's says goodbye to all the staff again as he left, unaware that two of the younger staff were talking about him.

["hey did you realise that he's the only one who calls our producer by her first name?"]

["Leave it Chenle..producer and him are probably friends. Just stick to reading the script properly"]

["I'm just saying Jisung....anyways. Whose the next person we're gonna shoot?"

["some guy named Huang Renjun"]

"okay! Huang Renjun? Yes? Your coming up next. Please sit here comfortably and one of our staffs will briefly explain what we're doing today" the producer ushers Renjun towards the seat in the middle as she shoots him a smile

"hey kid- brief the guy about what were doing today okay?" The producer says to one of the youngest staff members who was to say the least, very shocked but very ready

"you feeling nervous? Yea? A little? Haha don't worry"

"okay so basically we're asking a few people a question. All you have to do is answer them honestly and well yea that it's"

The young male nods as he sits down in the chair in the middle of the room full of camera's and staff. He looks around the dark grey room and flashes a smile to the camera, signalling that he was ready.

"camera is rolling in 3-2-1 action" "who was your greatest love and why did you fall in love with them?"

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dodgeryy · 5 months

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Having a PD means never being able to express your support needs without being sen as evil and manipulative. Even when other mental illnesses require the same support.

Example: You are going to a big and your friend expresses that they have anxiety and they ask you to check up on them throughout the night and not leave them alone with these people they don't know to quell their anxiety and avoid a panic attack.

Generally not frowned upon! If you're in a space to help, help!

Uh oh... here comes the plot twist the anxiety is manifesting as a symptom of their NPD. They want to enjoy this party with you but their emotional dysregulation and reaction to external stimuli means that depending on who's at this party they could have a really bad time. And they don't know! And that's anxiety inducing. Suddenly, even though this is a real anxiety and a stressor for them because the anxiety is rooted NPD they're more likely to be met with adverse response instead of support.

This goes for basically all other personality disorders. Persotypicals have this weird fucking idea that PD brains simply cannot experience life without praying on other people. Sometimes support is just support yall. You're not being vampired. Be nice.

PWPDs also struggle to ask for support bc they've been told that they're support needs are predatory and manipulative and either don't think they deserve support, or are scared of the response.

#life of ery #borderline #actually bpd #bpd #cluster b #mental health #npd #actually npd #narccisist #cluster a #cluster c #destigmatize npd #npd safe #pd safe

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class-1b-bull · 11 months

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Class 1-b as random things me and my friends have said to eachother!

I tried to get everyone multiple times but some characters got more than others </3

There is a lot of cussing, name calling and mentions of virginity but dats about it. Plus a brief mention of drug dealing.

:] :] :]

Manga- BRO! IS THIS THE BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA ULTRA ANYLISIS BOOK THAT LETS YOU KNOW MORE ABOUT THE CHARACTERS, THEIR QUIRKS, AND THEIR RELATIONS WITH OTHER CHARACTERS FROM THE SAME SERIES?! PUBLISHED BY HORIKOSHI, THE AUTHOR OF BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA, HIMSELF?!?!

Bondo- uh yea?

Manga- i knew you were cringe but a virgin? Do better man.

:] :] :]

Sen- WHERE THE FUCK IS CTRL+Z?!?!?

Awase- ctrl z dosent work on tattoos actually..

:] :] :]

Kuroiro - the atoms will align because im hot like that. *runs straight into a wall*

:] :] :]

Kamakiri - the riddle isnt that fucking hard your just dumb as shit.

Kosei - can I give them a hint?

Kamakiri - no, fuck you.

Awase - you had to high expectations for me and tokage when making this riddle.

Kamakiri - I litterally looked up riddles for kids.

Tokage - well im obviously not a kid so that probably why I cant figure it out..

Kosei - can I pleasssseeeeeee give them a hint.

Kamakiri - fine whatever.

Kosei - ASS!!

Kamakiri - you know what? Actually... shut the fuck up!

Kosei - its a good hint!

Kamakiri - no the fuck its not.

Rin - no actually thats a great hint. Want me to demonstrate?

Awase - what is there to demonstrate???

*litterally 3 1/2 hours later*

Tokage - WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK DOES ASS HAVE TO DO WITH THE MOON?!?!??!

AWASE - FUCKING MOONING!!!!!

:] :] :]

Kendo - just letting you know, your a great friend. And I really care about you.

Kodai - being nice to me wont change the fact that your ass at mario cart.

:] :] :]

Shiozaki - *running up to kendo full sprint* hey um- quick question, could jesus do a kick flip? SPECIFICALLY with the kids hello kitty skatebord that crack dealer tried to sell us...

:] :] :]

Shishida - I dont like gossip but I thought I should let you know that monoma thinks your a drug dealer...

Kosei - why? Is he a cop?

Shishida - no but-

Kosei - is he buyin?

:] :] :]

Shoda - *crying in a voice message to the class b group chat* I just got into a car wreak and the cop had to pull me out of my carrr *loud as sniff* while fucking doja cat was talking about sucking dick... and it was really embarrassing. Oh! And I broke my leg I guess but whatever.

:] :] :]

Pony - Want my autograph? Too fuckin bad bitch! Im Beyonce type famous now I dont have TIME for your annoying ass.

Kodai - what happened?

Komori - she got 15 likes on a tumblr post.

:] :] :]

Tetsutetsu - MEN CAN LACTATE?!?!?!

Kosei - *loudly starts playing carless whisper in the distance*

:] :] :]

Kamakiri - shut the fuck up I only came over to your house to watch madoka magica and pet your cat now where the fuck is kitty kitty bang bang?!

:] :] :]

Honenuki - hand.

...

Honenuki - HAND!

Kuroiro - TAKE ME TO DINNER FIRST?! I aint ready for that kind of commitment man.

Honenuki - if you dont let me finish painting you nails I am going to kill your cat.

:] :] :]

Bondo - *crying while eating pretzels* he really did crank that soulja boy...

:] :] :]

Monoma - statistics show that I am better than you at litterally everything so riddle me this? If I am so fucking awesome why do I cry myself to sleep every night?!

:] :] :]

Reiko - that toddler is so fucking metal..

Like get it bitch. Tell your mom to fuck off for putting you in time out. Girlboss shit.

:] :] :]

Rin - that kid is litterally me.

Kosei - *earth shattering scream and falls off ceiling*

:] :] :]

Shiozaki - so is everyone that does crack jesus or just your mom?

:] :] :]

Shoda - thats a nice fucking rock...

Kodai - please dont fuck the rock...

:] :] :]

Awase - WTF WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEYRE NOT REAL?!

Rin - awase why would sen have a LIVE jellyfish inside of a lava lamp...

Awase - he would if he wasent a beta cuck.

:] :] :]

Pony - if I give you $20 can you draw the dude from highschool musical pregnant? Its for my cousins birthday.

Manga - first of all what the actual fuc-

:] :] :]

Shiozaki - believe it or not. But being a man. Ok? And sucking another mans dick. BEFORE MARRIAGE. Hear me out on this one... Is slightly againt the great lord above.

Kodai - jesus?

Reiko - no, ace ventura: pet detective.

...

Reiko - specifically after he climbed out of the rinos ass, naked.

:] :] :]

Sen - bro what even is this? Its low key ugly as fuck.

Rin - thats litterally me...

Sen - daymn *sticks photo in pants* ANYWAYS-

:] :] :]

Shishida - I get everyone is trying to stay calm but twerking to the fire alarm wont stop the fire!

:] :] :]

Rin - cute dogs!

Kosei - *lifting his foot* thanks I moisturize~

:] :] :]

Pony - i knew something was wrong with you when you laughed at my joke but not in the 'I watched mean girls' type of way.

:] :] :]

Komori - *walking around the house frantically*

Reiko - we would be out the door already if you didnt kiss all of your plants goodbye..

:] :] :]

Awase - I couldn't even hear that because me and kosei were talking about how hot she was.

:] :] :]

*Rin buddled up in like 20 blankets in front of a fire place*

Kosei - hot girl shit. *dives into the pile and face plants right into his balls.*

:] :] :]

Manga - can I eat your knees tall man?

Bondo - no thanks.

Manga - what if I asked in a uwu voice?

Bondo - still no.

Manga - daymn... alpha male type shit.

:] :] :]

Rin - you realize i am a dude right?

Awase - guys can have long hair?

Sen - of course they can have long hair dipshit.

Kosei - who cares if rin used to be a girl?! Hes a guy now and thats all that matters!

Rin - no I was always a guy...

Kosei - its ok man :D ill always be your friend <3

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applepies-and-starlight · 2 months

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Was Ishmael always your favorite from day one, or did Canto 5 swing things in her direction?

So, she wasn't like, my favorite favorite day 1, but I did have a higher opinion of her compared to the rest of the cast (barring Ryoshu and Sinclair as food name oomf was making propaganda about them like a madman), her initial demeanor also gained her extra points because I generally gravitate towards characters that Actually Respect The MC/PC i won't say no to unhinged characters can we at least pretend to be civil during work hours and not treat me like a dog? It makes me sad :(

And then Canto V dropped.

Normally, this wouldn't be. That Big of a deal, if it was in literally any other position I'd just go "oh cool, so that's what happened" and moved on.

Problem: there was probably at least 20 different sleeper agents in my brain. And all of them involved Azur Lane

(Context for confused LCB moots: Azur Lane is Arknights' weirder, hornier cousin set somewhere in a WW2-adjacent period where all of your units are warships given human form known as Shipgirls (official term: KAN-SEN) and you fight against a robotic menace known as the Sirens)

(Editing Apple: putting this under cut because... oh lird. It's long.)

I had this like, entire ramble I wanted to go off on but at some point I didn't know where to take it lmao, but the basic idea is the following:

I got into Azur Lane last year because of spite and (eldritch-ish) pirates (Hello Royal Fortune!)

Got dragged into lore rabbit hole

Got convinced to read eldritch apocalypse fanfiction of Azur Lane (Whispers of Saturn)

Loved the fanfic a lot, started making Pirate shipgirl ocs based off the fic's concept (eldritch creachurr)

First iteration of Whaleship Essex created; whale-like mermaid-siren figure who has albinism and is a little Too trigger happy with whale murder

Made her look like Ishmael LCB because haha funny reference

Devs went fuckshit crazy with the anniversary event; Marco Polo was raining the wrath of God (who, to the surprise of absolutely nobody, was a false god), the god in question was fucking up the world with a weird white membrane (which, now that I think about it, kinda acted like pallidification), the french were getting back together, everything is great

I try to add the false god(s) into the lore timeline of my Azur Lane shit, cue updates happening to Whaleship Essex where she's the only survivor of her group and knows that someone else also survived but blames them for not being able to Do Something about it

New Pirate event happens

Devs stole 2 of my OCs and made them canon (hi, Hind; hi, Galley) and they also happen to be close to Whaleship Essex while they were my OCs

I work around what the Devs have given me and decide that they're in a state of kinda died-but-not-really (long story)

(Note that I came up with all this oc stuff around like. November or something.)

Overall my hype for The Sea™ and eldritch horrors have reached an all time high

Canto V releases; I learn about it while trying to make a Limbus AU for Murder Drones

I decide to check it out because. Water.

Doomed sailor yuri

"Holy fucking shit did I just predict Canto V with my OC that's completely unrelated in every way except for the fact that she looks A Lot like Ishmael???? What?????"

Present time; I have been stuck in the Limbus hole ever since (and apparently my brain has delusionally stuck itself onto our favorite ginger sailor so uh. hi fellow ishmael irls!)

Sooooo... yeah

Basically we wouldn't be here if the stars didn't align at Halloween 2022 and Manjuu + Yostar gave the AL fans someone who isn't a pirate

#apple asks #rambles #limbus company #fun fact: i nickname royal fortune as ruby #this is because there's like. 3 different fortunes ingame + one of my ocs is called good fortune (nick: cerise)#post-edit apple:#oh good lird this is long #yeah my brain. is unhealthily attached to al.#fun.

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digital-corruption · 1 year

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This is just a little two-part story for an idea I had while working on my original story. I hope you enjoy it. 😁

Infiltrator - Part 1

MC walked into the large, spacious lobby carrying a large cardboard box, holding her head low so the baseball cap on her head would cover her eyes from the cameras as she entered. The first thing she noticed was the ostentatious use of marble. The floor, walls, reception desk, even the benches for waiting visitors were all marble. She contemplated ditching her plan of getting upstairs and instead just faking a fall and injuring her back instead, then suing the corporation for an obscene amount of money for their hazardous use of marble instead. Maybe the client would be happy with a generous payout instead. Then again, to make it stick she would actually have to be injured to some degree, and someone would absolutely lose his mind if she went that far. No, she had to stick to her plan of sneaking upstairs to their highest levels and find their most sensitive secrets. Somehow.

“How can I help you? Is that a delivery? I can take that for you,” the female receptionist reached for the carton in MC’s hands.

“Ah, no ma’am. I’m under strict orders on this one. It must be delivered to the big guy upstairs, and only him,” MC smirked confidently, then pointed to the top of the box. “See? Says ‘Sens-i-tive’.”

“I’m afraid that’s just not possible. We’ll take it to him and make sure no one else sees the contents of the package,” the receptionist frowned. MC could tell she wasn’t buying her excuse.

“But I could get fired for it!” MC raised her voice. “Please, my boss will have my head if I just hand it to the downstairs reception!”

The receptionist glanced over at the large, male security guard who was now walking over, “And my boss will have my head if I let you upstairs.”

“Is everything ok here, Marcy?” the security guard rested his elbow on the reception desk next to MC.

“Yes, we’re ok here, Ralph,” Marcy waved her hand.

“I have a super sensitive, top secret, for the boss’ eyes only package here. I must deliver it upstairs,” MC pushed.

“Uh-huh,” Ralph raised his eyebrow. “I’ll tell you what - I have a super sensitive, top secret, machine with X-ray eyes here,” he gestured to the security gate before the elevators. “Why don’t we let the machine decide?”

“And if it passes, you’ll let me up?” MC questioned.

“No, your package will be allowed up,” he shook his head in disbelief.

While they were talking, the internal phone on the desk rang and Marcy answered it. “Yes, sir? Ah, yes, it is. Are you sure? Ok, I’ll send her up.” Marcy turned her attention back to Ralph. “Um, he said to let her up.”

“What? Really?” the guard did a double take.

Marcy shrugged, “He’s been expecting this package.”

It was MC’s turn to do a double take. Surely the target had no idea she was there. Hell, he didn’t even know she was there. Because if he had known, he would’ve tried to stop her. He told her to wait, but waiting was taking too long. She couldn’t wait any longer, not when she knew the information they needed was right there.

“So I can go then?” MC’s voice squeaked as it got caught in her throat.

“After you are cleared by us,” Ralph frowned and motioned for her to head to the security checkpoint.

MC nervously put the carton down on the conveyor belt, feeling all eyes on her. She had nothing to worry about though, the box was full of random irrelevant papers and files, most of them blank. There was nothing that would concern security. She watched as the carton moved up the conveyor belt and into screening before stepping forwards to go through the metal detector herself.

The detector beeped loudly, catching MC by surprise, but then she remembered she still had her phone, earphone and keys in her pocket. She dashed back to dump the contents of her pockets into a tray, then hastily pushed it onto the conveyor belt, before going through the detector again. This time she came up clean. MC glanced to Ralph who gave her a begrudging nod of approval before she moved to pick up her belongings again. As she picked up her phone, her phone buzzed. A notification popped up on the screen that she had missed call. Shoving her phone in her pocket, she held her earphone between her fingers as she collected the carton and moved onto the elevator.

“You’ll want to go to floor 44,” Ralph said as she walked past.

“Thank you,” MC nodded shyly, then quickly jumped into an open elevator before the doors closed.

The elevator was rather full, but MC was the only one heading to the top floor. She made her way to the back corner as the elevator stopped several times on the way up. As soon as she had some space, she leaned the carton against the handlebar so she could shove the earphone into her right ear just in time as her phone was ringing again.

“Um, hi. What’s up?” MC said meekly. A few of the other passengers turned to look at her, but rolled their eyes and went back to what they were doing.

<<Just wondering how it was going. You know, that thing with you family. What was it again?>> there was something about Jake’s voice that unnerved her.

“Uh, my cousin’s engagement party. Yeah, it’s good. It’s, you know, boring,” MC winced as she lied.

<<Uh-huh. And the aunt you haven’t seen in ages. She’s good too?>> he asked.

“Oh, yes! She’s great! Yeah, she’s great,” she nodded subconsciously. “Wh-what you up to tonight? I really miss you. Would’ve been nice to have you here to save me from this boredom.”

<<I’ve spent most of the afternoon getting into this mainframe,>> he explained vaguely.

“D-did you manage to get in?” MC started to panic as the elevator passed the 40th floor.

<<You could say that,>> he said flatly, giving her goosebumps.

MC glanced up at the CCTV camera in the corner of the elevator, unsure of who she was more afraid of watching her right then and there.

<<Don’t worry. Only I can see you right now,>> his voice dripped with anger.

“Hi,” MC grinned as the elevator beeped. “Oh, it’s my floor!”

<<MC!>> Jake tried so hard to not yell at her in that moment.

MC stepped out on the floor to yet another reception area. This one though had wide, sweeping windows behind it, overlooking the city. She couldn’t help but notice a familiar looking drone hovering in the distance.

“Um, can I help you?” the receptionist stood up in complete shock over the stranger in cheap, brown overalls walking towards her. “How did you get up here?”

“Your boss let me up here,” MC shrugged. “I have a package for him.”

“My boss? What package?” the receptionist shook her head. “Has that been cleared by security?”

“Yes, of course it has,” MC insisted.

“I don’t know how you got up here, but just leave it here and go,” the receptionist glared.

<<MC, this plan isn’t going to work. Give it up,>> Jake interrupted in her ear.

“Afraid I can’t do. It must be delivered to his office,” MC pushed.

<<MC! Don’t push your luck!>> he snapped. <<Get out of there before you get caught!>>

“Ugh, he’s not even in at the moment,” the receptionist pinched the bridge of her nose.

“That’s ok, I’ll just leave it on his desk,” MC smiled.

<<MC…>> he sighed. <<That’s not going to work.>>

“Can’t you just leave it in his personal meeting room or something?” the receptionist waved her hand. “I can’t let you into his office.”

“Uh, where’s that?” MC glanced around.

“In the back there,” the receptionist gestured. “I’ll take you.”

<<No way,>> he muttered.

“Oh, thank you! I feel like I would get lost if I tried to go by myself,” MC humoured as the receptionist came to the other side of the desk.

“It’s literally straight down the hall,” the receptionist pointed to the hallway in front of her.

“And I would still get lost!” MC laughed to herself as she followed.

“Um, ok,” the receptionist shook her head. She took out her security key card and unlocked the electronic lock on the meeting room door. “Here you are. Please leave it on the table.”

“Sure,” MC nodded and went into the room to put the carton on the table.

A strange thump sound caught her by surprise. She jumped and snapped back around to see the receptionist unconscious on the floor and a drone dart out of sight into an open air vent.

“What did you do!?” MC gritted her teeth.

<<Gave you an opportunity. You’re welcome,>> he said blandly.

“You could’ve killed her with a fall like that!” MC rolled her eyes and ran over to check the woman.

The receptionist was still breathing, but soundly asleep with a dart sticking out of her neck. MC snatched the dart and shoved it into her pocket before dragging the woman into the room. She grabbed her security pass, then quickly left the meeting room and closed the door behind her. With the security pass in her hand, she made a mad dash for the executive’s office. Hearing the door successfully unlock left a smile on MC’s face.

“And he said it couldn’t be done,” she whispered as she closed the door behind her.

<<I didn’t say it couldn’t be done,>> Jake corrected. <<I said you’re going to get caught. You’re not in the clear yet. And besides that, exactly how were you planning to lose your escort?>>

“Tell her I need to use the toilet?” MC thought out loud as she made her way to the large, mahogany desk in the middle of the room.

<<Please tell me you’re joking,>> MC could’ve sworn she heard him slap his palm onto his forehead over the microphone.

“I would’ve worked it out,” she insisted as she shuffled the papers on his desk.

<<Yes, of course,>> he sighed. <<Please don’t try to infiltrate a giant corporation without me again.>>

MC pursed her lips but couldn’t hold back the smile. “Ok, I promise.”

<<Good. Now please find something of value so this isn’t a wasted opportunity. Try the drawers. He’s not going to leave anything out in the open,>> Jake suggested.

"Right," MC tried to open the first drawer to no avail. "It’s locked."

<<Then pick it,>> he responded plainly.

“I couldn’t bring my picks past security,” she shook her head.

<<There are paperclips everywhere in that office. Find a couple of thin ones and get to it,>> he instructed.

“Yes, yes,” she rolled her eyes and picked a couple of clips from the documents on his desk. “Do you need me to do anything with his computer?”

<<No, your phone is close enough,>> he explained.

As MC straightened the clips enough to use as picks, she asked, “Are you in his machine?”

<<Yes, there’s nothing on here. Or if there is anything, it’s in heavily coded messages. It would take me weeks to make any connections,>> he sighed.

MC knelt and stuck the clips into the lock on the first drawer. After a minute, she finally managed to open the lock. She jumped up and tore it open. Rummaging through the plain documents, she couldn’t work out why anyone would keep them locked up.

<<Anything?>> Jake pushed.

“These are just invoices and random company notices,” she shook her head. “Why does he keep them locked up?”

<<Invoices for what?>> he questioned.

“Uh, this one is an invoice for rent paid,” she shrugged.

<<Rent for where?>> he pressured.

“Some warehouse downtown,” she commented as she looked it over for the third time.

<<Lay everything out on the desk and photograph it all. It’s going to be important - we just need to work out why,>> he confirmed.

MC took all of the documents and spread them out like a deck of cards across the desk, then pulled out her phone and started photographing them one by one as quickly as she could.

“You think this could be the break we need?” MC thought out loud while snapping the photos.

<<MC! Get out of there!>> Jake yelled over the microphone.

“I’ve got two more,” she objected and continued.

<<Now MC!>> he screamed.

The office door burst open abruptly and armed guards rushed at MC while she still had her phone in her hands.

“Get her phone!” the head of security ordered from behind.

One of the guards came around the desk and forced her to bend over, slamming her head into the desk. Her phone was knocked out of her hand and picked up by a second guard.

“Wait, please let me-“ MC began, but she was interrupted by the butt of an assault rifle hitting her head.

To be continued...

#duskwood #duskwood jake x mc #duskwood jake #duskwood fanfiction #duskwood fanfic

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aiura-stan · 17 days

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1-8, let’s not be late!

This is the last chapter in volume 1! I know it doesn't mean much to people reading the digital scan online, but... I like the visual of progress! Here is a photo of volume 1 irl:

it really is tiny. That explains why all the lines in the scan are blurry.

Ah… I get it. jinsei (人生）= life (person + life). I learned a new word… it’s N3 so I don’t feel that bad for not already knowing it, despite it being an incredibly basic one… Saiki, you really are a nerd, comparing life to rpg video games.

I like Saiki’s phrasing “it sounded like fun.” Life sounded like fun?

I wonder what the Japanese belief about souls before birth is. There’s not really much of one in Christianity. Hinduism and Buddhism both propose a life before birth as part of reincarnation. What is it here in the Saikiverse?

Personally, I kind of like the idea that a soul could have some fundamental interests and wants; more than that, curiosity. If souls exist. But I think they would have to be abstract things, like God and angels; things outside of our understanding while we are alive. I think this is the kind of thing that Toritsuka would know a lot about… maybe.

Okay that got off on a tangent.

Oh shit it’s this chapter! I totally forgot that this was in volume 1.

LMAO

Asou sensei… I am not sure how to feel about suicide being made funny. I guess: good? If you get a choice between laughing or crying, choose laughing… Nendou is such a pure soul, assuming that no one would want to end their own life on purpose.

Saiki won’t let him die <3 I am taking this as something sweet.

So… can Saiki hear people’s memories in these flashbacks? Or are they supposed to be fourth wall breaks? Both? I’m going with both. Rather than being like a movie, Saiki experiences flashbacks as though he were observing the person in the past (in other words, like he was really there.) That’s my take.

Also, Saiki has a ton of empathy. He just doesn’t show it. Like, this random guy (who ostensibly doesn’t have much going for him) tries to kill himself, and Saiki’s reaction is to compare his struggles in a way that makes sense to him; in video game terms. And he wants to save him and to help him. And he does.

Very mature of this random man, who a few hours ago was trying to fling himself off of a building, and a few minutes ago was talking about how he was too good for street performance. Had Nendou not intervened, I honestly don’t think he would have had the guts to do it…

Wow, I don’t know why this chapter is provoking my annoyance so bad. Hm. Well, maybe I do, but my Saiki k fan blog is no place for that.

In any case, it’s nice that Asou sensei gave this character a good ending (helped along by Saiki, of course.) Everyone deserves a chance to live a good life and do something that they enjoy. And being bad at something isn’t a crime. It’s just not a good idea to rely on income for something if you’re not that good at it (and not willing and/or able to work to get better.) Life lessons, I guess? Except it’s kind of undermined by Saiki. Which is a lesson in it of itself; sometimes fate intervenes and success comes regardless, I guess. Yeah, that’s an alright note to end on.

Another life lesson which is really profound— sometimes, all you need is one person to tell you that your work connected with them. Sometimes, that really is enough.

The only difficulty?? Saiki, you’re forgetting someone, aren’t you? A certain blue spiky haired, chihuahua sized someone who has a bold fake personality and a timid real one?

Aaaaand Saiki had turned this guy into Taylor Swift. fabulous.

Uh?? Translator error? He has 10 thousand copies, not ten million, right? Wait, why the hell am I wondering about this. I have the volume now and I can read Japanese numbers. let me check. Ok, it reads ハ… ハイ一万枚ありますから！(ha… hai ichi manmai arimasu kara!)

一万枚 (ichi manmai) = ten thousand.

ten million would be 千万 (sen man)

so yes, translation error. Translator probably got confused because 10 million yen is the amount of debt he has.

Honest to god this is one of the most fascinating tidbits about his powers and also an absolute crime that they left this out. I mean, I know why they did. But they should have stuck this detail about him projecting what’s stuck in his head somewhere in the anime, but they didn’t. It implies that to some degree Saiki’s telepathy isn’t always voluntary. And also that he doesn’t necessarily pick one person and beam thoughts into their heads. Hm. much to think about…

they were already discussing goods by the end of volume 1?! Well… Saiki k certainly did get merch in the end. I just wonder how much of it Asou sensei actually got money from, considering he didn’t get anything from the anime.

Alright, that concludes my review of the final chapter in this volume. Ja mata ne. end of 1-8💫

#read-saiki #read-saiki 1-8 #long post

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mysticmellowlove · 2 years

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a/n; i am so tired man, this shit sucks. also as an extra, extra note this drabble will be split over today and tomorrow into two povs. This time is a male pov, so have fun. (let's be honest we have all of october to fill out, there's plenty of time for everyone to enjoy something.)

warnings; drugging, aphrodisiac, non con, male reader, gn pronouns, anal sex, sub male, dom reader, yandere behaviour

word count; 1415

Male Reader

You didn't really remember how your co-worker ended up coming over for dinner, all you knew was that he was currently sitting in front of you with a cup of tea in his hands.

The night had progressed pretty quickly, you had made him a microwave meal, chatted about work relations and finally accepted a cup of tea made by him. All's well that ends well you'd say but things were not currently well.

You were currently experiencing what seemed to be sudden fever, one that made you feel hot all over. Your mouth twisted upwards in discomfort as you put the cup down onto the table, fidgeting in place as some sort of pressure grew inside your core.

"Are you alright?" Your co-worker asked from across the coffee table, a concerned look on his face as he lowered his own cup from his mouth. There was something on his face, a shift in expression so subtle that you almost missed it. Now was not the time to be thinking about his personal idiosyncrasies though.

"Uh, I'm just gonna go to the bathroom real quick." A nervous laugh left your mouth as you went to get up, only to fall back onto the couch just as fast. A wave of concern and embarrassment washed over you, your legs felt like jelly underneath you. Not only were you incapable of standing up alone but you felt a tightness in your pants.

Sweat beaded at your brow as your eyes widened in recognition, were you hard right now?

"Are you sure it's alright? I can get you something if you need." You jumped back in your seat, which turned out to be nothing more than a weak shuffle. He was right in front of you, his body beginning to hover over yours. His shirt.... had he unbuttoned it while you were drinking or something?

The very top of his chest was out, smooth skin peeked from his white shirt as he worriedly pressed his cool hand up to your forehead. A shiver ran through you at not only his touch but also the sight of his unmarked skin... the residual smell of sweat from the long work day... the sounds of his haggard breath.

It made you want to.... it made you want to fuck him?

"Ah no! I'm fine seriously! I will have to ask you to leave though, I have an early morning ahead of me." You tried to laugh off your arousal, trying to think of things that didn't make you want to pound into the man in front of you. A grimace forced it's way onto your face as he seemed to get even closer despite your obvious disapproval.

"It's alright. I can help you... I can take care of you." His face split into a small smile as he pressed himself into your lap. As your cock jerked at the slight stimulation your mind froze. What did he mean? A small giggle left his mouth as his expression turned dopey, his cheeks warming up as he seemed to sway a little.

"I may have slipped something into your drink BUT don't worry, it was only because I wanted to show you how good I can be. How good I can make you feel." He sounded woozy himself, he was putting on an act in front of you... batting his eye lashes and smooshing his chest up against yours.

"Been waiting for this for a long time." Another laugh pulled from his mouth as he reached down to peel your shirt off of you, lifting your arms as he slid it off completely. The drug, whatever it had been, finally made it's way through your system. Not only were you physically weak but the brushes of his fingers on your skin felt like fire.

His head dipped to your chest, licking hot stripes of drool over the skin there. His tongue ran over your nipples, sheepishly nipping at them as you groaned. It was wrong but it also felt so right. You couldn't fight the sensation the drug was giving you, the heightened pleasure was going right to your cock.

"Does it feel good? I want it to feel soo good for you. I'll do this anytime you want, all you have to do is say the word." He gave a small moan of his own, lapping at the bite marks he had left on and around your buds. His eyes flickered back up to you, obscured by his lashes as he dragged his body down more.

A sense of panic ran through you as you felt him take off your pants, unbuckling the belt and pulling them down your legs so they laid by your feet. His eyes seemed to be enraptured by the sight in front of him, the blush on his cheeks growing brighter.

"You look perfect my love." His voice was slightly broken as he huffed, fingers jittering at his sides. You tried to move again but it was as if you were paralysed, the only movements you could make were slight tilts of the head.

"Don't worry about hurting me, I want it this way. I'll make it good for you I promise. So good that you won't need anyone else." His tone seemed to dip into something darker as he prepared himself, his fingers hurriedly stretching himself open. It was messy and hardly effective but he didn't seem to mind. You knew just by his expression that he wanted to have you inside of him right now.

With a low hiss you watched helplessly as he sunk down inch by inch onto your cock before settling at the bottom with a short groan. His head was thrown back as his hands went to grasp your shoulders, his nails making indents in the skin there.

"Oh fuck, you make me so fucking hard. God, it's perfect." His head drew forwards again, looking you right in the eyes as he leaned closer. You closed your eyes as he stopped with his nose against yours. You could feel his breath on your lips, the air from your mouths mingling together as pleasure wrapped around you.

"You're perfect." His moans echoed around you as your head grew to be hazy. The only thing you were able to feel was his walls around your cock. His tightness and his warmth was all encompassing as he began to bounce up and down with languid strokes.

His legs shuddered as he continued on, using your body as leverage to pull himself up only to slam himself back down in faster motions. Soon the two of you were moaning in unison, the sounds of sex filled the air. It was addicting and yet you couldn't even do anything about it, couldn't pull him closer, couldn't fuck him harder.

Trapped in your own mind you wanted nothing more than to buck up into him, make him regret doing this.

"Gonna cum, tell me you're close." A low groan left his mouth as his bounces grew more shallow, his energy mostly spent as his head pressed against yours. He was so close now, you could feel him all around you. Your chest heaved as you felt the tell tale sign of your own orgasm coming.

Without being able to articulate your words a higher pitched moan came from you as you felt yourself release inside of him. At the sensation he also came, his cum squirted from his cock up onto your chest. Heavily he sunk down, keeping you inside as he flicked his head to the side to get his hair out of the way.

As you came down from your high your mind seemed to clear a little, not enough to regain function but enough to realise that you had came inside of your co-worker... enough to realise that he had drugged you for his own gain.

"Was that good baby? Was I good? I knew I was, you can have it anytime you want. Here in our home, when we're at work, down the street. Just take it baby, take me." A tired sneer pulled onto your face as you felt sleep tug at your eyes. This was something you'd deal with tomorrow. Something you had to deal with tomorrow. Who knew what else he had up his sleeve.

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