#this isn’t very good because i did it uhhh just now but i needed to get a gwyn piece out because i’d tried like five times

[moonrisecoeur]

Okay literally love ALL OF YOUR WRITINGS OF LEON. Hes so cute and i think you describe him so very well. I kinda wanna request something of him having a mommy kink yk? Cause like he seems like the type to say mama during it yk? BUT YOU CAN DO WHATEVER YOU WANT!! I wanna let you have freedom.

awhhh thank you!! i appreciate u !! this is kinda short srry!!

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vanilla is not boring, especially with leon. it’s easy, gentle, natural. you’re soft with each other, holding onto the other’s body and never letting them go, wet kisses lining each others necks and chests and thighs as you make love.

you haven’t been dating the blonde long enough to indulge in both of your fantasies and kinks, but you could probably make the guess that leon leaned a little bit more submissive. it’s not that he didn’t have it in him to take control, because you know he could, that despite his shy demeanor he was a caretaker and protector at heart. he wanted to care for you and give you everything.

but every time you’d kiss his neck, it’s like his mind would shut off just a little bit. you’d ask him something and he’s never felt so dumb in his life, trying to piece together the sounds coming out of your mouth and make them into words. he’s rarely successful. he ends up unable to give you a proper answer or response and just laughs nervously, which turns into a weak moan when you kiss him again at the same spot.

he’s easy. not a complicated lover in the slightest. figuring him out is not a complex puzzle. he’s vocal, so you always know what he likes and what’s not really doing it for him. which isn’t much, because he likes mostly anything you do with him.

“i want to ask you something,” he says one day, and it piques your interest, so you listen intently, “i have a request… for something we could add into the bedroom.”

“okay, sure, what is it?” you ask. you’ll try to be open minded if it’s something weird, but leon’s shy, so he’s probably going to ask for something simple, like a different position or something.

he takes a deep breath and braces himself, clearly nervous, “i want to call you… mommy. if you would be okay with that.”

silence, for just a moment. his dignity is bruised more and more as you process what he’s saying. he doesn’t mean to take your silence as rejection but that’s what it is without the context of your internal monologue.

you imagine it, for a brief moment, thinking of the things he’d say. yes, mommy, whatever you say. i’m yours. i’m your… good boy, i’m mommy’s good boy. it’s no less than tantalizing to think about.

“uhhh.. hey, could you at least say… something?”

“shit, i’m sorry, it’s just-” you stutter, and he looks at you expectantly.

please, mommy. i’m… really sensitive. please be gentle…

god the image of him begging, not even for anything in particular, is excruciating in the best way possible. it’s painful that he’s not already begging for you.

“i would… i would really like it if you did that. if you called me mommy,” you tell him, and he has half the mind to not believe you considering your weird silence, “i’m sorry, i’ve handled this interaction incredibly wrong, it’s just- i keep thinking about you saying it and it keep making my mind go blank.”

“it… it does?”

“yes,” you groan, coming closer to him, hands on his waist as he naturally wraps his arms around you, “i can’t think when i imagine you saying it, like, in context.”

“can i.. can i say it now?” he asks, and you don’t know why he’s bothering to ask for permission, “please?”

you nod. a moment passes as he gathers himself.

he looks at you with reverent eyes, half-lidded with a pleasure he knows will come but hasn’t hit yet, “mommy,” he whispers, his voice light and fragile, “please, mommy. i need you.”

"need me? yeah? show me, show me how badly you need me, baby," you press your fingers into his skin as you caress him, digging into his pliant muscles, his body contorting to your will, "show mommy how badly you need her, and maybe she'll take pity on you."

—

leon cries out, holding onto you for dear life as you bury his cock even deeper inside of you, it feels like you’re planning to ride him until he passes out, “fuck, fuck, fuck- mommy- please!”

“please what, baby?” you ask, smiling softly, but you sound so condescending. leon doesn’t know what to think, if he can even do so. every time a coherent thought comes to his head, it dissipates into the pleasure encircling him. he feels drunk. he’s close to crying and he’s not sure exactly what he’s begging for.

“can… can i cum, mommy?” he whimpers, his voice low and nervous, like he’s still scared you wouldn’t like this part of him, this side of him he hides behind his tough and composed facade.

"hmm.. do you think you deserve to?"

a double edged sword. there's no good options here, "mommy, please... i'm your good boy, aren't i? please..."

you brush a piece of hair out of his face, running your fingers through his hair, and tugging on the hairs at the base of his neck, “awh, sweetheart, you can’t hold it in? c’mon, try to hold back for mommy, it’ll feel so much better if you wait for it. mommy knows best.”

#sub leon kennedy #leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x you #leon s. kennedy #leon kennedy smut #sub leon kennedy smut #resident evil #leon kennedy resident evil #resident evil smut #reader insert #smut #sub!leon #re2r leon #re2 smut #re2 #re2r #re4 #re4 leon #re4 remake #re4 smut #resident evil 4

[amesstm]

studying with them

✨Bakugo✨ is a mean tutor, I’m sorry. He’ll absolutely roast you alive if you get over half of the questions wrong. “Hah?! How did you pass class with these grades?!” He’s smart but ruthless. Funnily enough, he’s still soft with you because you’re sat on his lap with his chin resting on your shoulder. “Alright, by the time I’m done with you, you’ll be able to calculate series in your sleep!” But when you finally get everything correct, it’s SO rewarding. Your boyfriend looks exceedingly pleased with himself and he hugs you from behind. “Good job. You finally did it. Now we can go on our dates like usual.”

✨Shouto✨ is very patient with you. He explains all of your errors and mistakes like a professor - a very boring one. Admittedly, his dull tone has made you doze off more than once. But the best parts are when you take breaks and his sister gives you two snacks. You’ve probably gained a pound from the amount of mochi she feeds you two. “Hm, maybe if we have the snacks at the end of the session you’ll be able to focus more…” Suddenly you’re able to argue with him in perfect broken English.

✨Deku✨ has the amazing ability to make you more confused than you initially were when you arrived. He spouts on and on and on about theories and random historians that developed the techniques or ideas. “Did you know that Aristotle- Y/N, are you paying attention?” Crap, was that drool on the corner of your mouth? “Oh, uhhh might’ve missed the past few minutes but I finished the worksheet.” He sheepishly laughs and scratches the back of his head, “Sorry, I’ll look over it for you.”

✨Kirishima✨ isn’t helping you; you’re helping him. It’s not that he’s a bad student, but that he lacks the will to apply himself and is a bad test taker. “So x equals 9?” After realizing how well he responds to constructive feedback, you smile. “Yes! You got that right!” He lets out a tired sigh, “Then why are my grades so low?” Poor baby looks like he wants to cry. You’ve never seen him in such low spirits so he must take this seriously. “You’re just a bad test taker. Try to relax, get sleep, and don’t stress too much!” Your advice really helps him out, so he treats you to a nice date.

✨Denki✨ is a clueless and helpless soul every time you two study together. Let’s face it, you’ve probably gotten dumber through spending time with him. “Why is English so stupidly hard?! Their, there, they’re. They sound the same!” You honestly have a hard time understanding the complex nature of the language, too. So, you both decide to watch Disney movies in only English. The best part is that you’ve both started to understand it more; the worst part is that Denki now also knows the songs in English.

✨Iida✨ has been waiting for this moment. Honestly, he’s been fantasizing about studying with you because he loves the aesthetic. The possibility of you having trouble and then him needing to lean in? And then you bumping heads and laughing together?? Yeah, he’s a nerd through and through. So don’t be surprised when you ask him for help that he exclaims “Yes! I have a weekly schedule planned out” and then the library is booked for only you two.

©amesstm on tumblr // pls do not plagiarize, steal, or repost my content w/o permission!! BUT likes & reblogs are highly appreciated :)

#bnha fluff #bnha imagines #bakugou fluff #bnha bakugo katsuki #todoroki shoto x reader #mha todoroki #deku x y/n #bnha deku #kirishima x y/n #kirishima eijiro x reader #denki x you #mha denki #iida tensei #iida fluff #bakugou x reader #shouto fluff #shoto x you #deku midoriya #mha imagines #mha kirishima

[l3viat8an]

Nsfw content MDNI (repost!)

Honestly thought I reposted this one already- oops- CW: mildly dubious consent (not really but just in case!) Levi being mean and fucking you and using his tail, then being really soft in the end cuz I’m a simp-

Dom Levi <3

Who drags you back to his room already muttering under his breath, “Filthy fucking whore.” all because you spent the day with Asmo out shopping and having a spa day~

Getting to his room and he pushes you inside, closing the door and saying one word “Strip.” you look at Levi shocked, he’s rarely this bold after all- Levi sees that you haven’t moved yet and his eyes meet yours, “Did you not fucking hear me? I said strip.” you blink, still a bit shocked but start stripping “Yes sir.”

Levi’s eyes follow your every move as you pull your top off.

You can tell Levi’s even more upset then you thought because his demon form comes out as he strips, his tail swaying behind him as he gets closer to you, pulling your body against his and kissing you.

His tongue slipping into your mouth, only breaking the kiss when you need air, “You couldn’t even wait for me-” Levi’s grumbles, kissing ‘n nipping his way down your neck, biting a little harder and leaving a mark right above your shoulder. “-So you have to flirt and practically eye fuck Asmo over dinner!! You slut!” Levi snaps, pushing you so you’re bent over the cold edge of his bathtub bed, ass up, ”Levi I wasn’t-“ “Shut up!” Levi snaps again, his tail tip suddenly slipping into your mouth as Levi lines his cock up with your hole, “Just shut up and do the only thing you’re good for. taking my cock~”

And he sinks his cock into you, groaning out “F-fucking hell, how is a whore like you so tight?” All you can do is moan a bit around his tail that’s still in your mouth and rolling over your tongue “I bet you’re not even thinking about me right now!! You’re probably thinking or Asmo! Bet you wish it was him fucking you like the slut you are!” you try to shake your head but really can’t as tears poll in your eyes.

Levi’s pace is brutal as he fucks you, never shutting up calling you every filthy name he can think of “Bitches like you, just need to be fucked dumb huh? Isn’t that right?” you moan around Levi’s tail and involuntarily clench around his cock, “Ha! You really are a slut! Getting off on b-being called a bitch~? S-shit d-do that again~”

You can tell Levi’s getting closer as he starts whining a bit a muttering under his breath “S-shit need you to- damnit-“ pulling his tail from your mouth and your mouth falls open in another moan. As Levi’s tail slides down your body and to your clit. The very tip of his tail flicking your clit “Listen to me slut, you’re going to cum with me got it?” you whine but can’t form words. Levi bends over your back his lips right by your ear, gently nipping your earlobe. “I said, got it?” His tail speeds up and you cry out “G-got it! Y-yes Levi!” “That’s it, just like a good little bitch. go on then, cum. Cum now!”

and how could you not, with the way his tail moves and his cock feels inside you. You practically scream his name as you cum and you can feel Levi’s cum filling you up.

Levi stays bent over you for a minute panting while you both come back down to hell lol

Levi’s mind clears first and he gently gets off of you pulling out and watching his cum spill out “Whoa….oh!! O-oh uhhh MC? A-are you okay?!” you groggily turn and look at Levi “Bit sore.” you groan and Levi scrambled to get you into his bed and more comfortable, “I-I’m sorry!! I let my envy get the better of me!!- b-but you did s-so good and I-I- don’t think you’re a slut or anything I said!!” Levi peppers light kisses over your body and back up to your lips, before softly kissing them, “I’ll get us something to clean up with. You just uhhh stay here…..” You let out a little laugh “Believe me, I’m not going anywhere.”

#I still don’t know what possessed me when I wrote this- #obey me! #obey me #obmswd #om! #obey me x reader #obmswd x reader #om! x reader #obey me smut #obmswd smut #om! smut #om! levi #om! leviathan #obey me levi x reader #obey me levi smut #obey me leviathan x reader #obey me levi x chubby reader #obey me leviathan smut #obey me leviathan #obey me levi x reader smut

[throwingmetothelions]

NSFW Alphabet: Jolly

EVERYTHING YOU ARE ABOUT TO READ IS A HEADCANON MEANING I CAME UP WITH IT IN MY OWN MIND EVEN IF I STATED THE EXACT INSPIRATION THAT LEAD ME TO THE THOUGHT.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Jolly is a funny one. Me thinks this goes one of two ways. He’s either the one that doesn’t mind snuggling all sweaty and out of breath, or he’s the one who’s like “eh he … let’s uhhh. We need to go take a shower hun. Like right now. Up up,” because he really needs to get un-sticky. He uses it as an excuse to rub your body down because he’s dumb sexy like that.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Boobs. I remember that boy posting a lot of memes centered around titties and I’m using that as fuel. Rihanna said “MUST BE LOVE ON THE BRAINNN,” but it’s really boobs on the brain for Jolly. Fun fact: I believe he referred to them as “lovelies” once and that is something that is burned into my brain. Also please reference all of the sideboob knowledge that Nicholas and Noah have bestowed upon him. On him? He really likes his forearms. There’s a lot of strength there that he can tell he’s built up, and I think he’s proud of them.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

All over you. Hear me out. I genuinely believe that Jolly likes to Pollock the shit out of you. Like if he’s about to cum and he’s hiting it from behind he’ll pull out and cum all over your lower back because he likes looking at himself all over your waist. Likes the way it looks dripping down your thighs. Very into marking his territory, but he doesn’t see it that way. It’s a subconscious thing. Honestly, I think he sometimes rubs it into your skin with his thumb a little bit. Makes you go out in public maybe.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Jolly is, and I don’t think it’s a bad thing, someone that doesn’t mind a good threesome now and then. Now you may ask “V … isn’t that all of them,” and to that I say no 😌. See, take yourself out of the mindset of reading a fic right now. I want you to think about what could be a real life scenario. Jolly acts all “my woman is mine blegh possessive no sharing,” in front of the guys, but really? He’d sit back and let Nicholas take a crack at fucking you. He’d let Folio borrow your throat. He CANNOT let them know that, so he just settles for the one off friend of a friend you guys indulge in.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Don’t play with Jolly because he is not the three, never been the two, AND HES DAMN SURE NOT THE ONE. I genuinely think that the Her Bright Skies times were his personal slut era. I really do. Some of y’all are a little younger, but even a year or two makes a difference in bandom time and I promise you … you cannot FATHOM the amount of PUSSY that was thrown at band boys during that time. ESPECIALLY if they looked like him. He’s so experienced. Gotta be. Now, what I did find out about him is that there are some American terms that he obviously did not know, but they did translate somehow. Like don’t think that his dirty talk game is less because English isn’t his first language.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

HAH. Jolly is getting this one because I firmly believe that (I know Noah is working out but he ain’t there yet) he’s the only one in the band that can do it … Jolly can absolutely bounce you on his dick while he’s standing up and he loves it. Listen to me - guitar players have a certain set of muscles that get worked out a bit more than other musicians. I have learned through personal experience that visible muscles don’t mean shit. Now, the only reason that it would be really hard for Folio (arguably the strongest) to do this is because of his height. You need to be as tall as Jolly is, and as strong as Jolly is. He discovered he could do it one day and awwww! You’re his personal fleshlight now!! How precious!!!!!!

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

I think he’s a giggler. I don’t fucking buy Mr. Stoic for a minute. I think they have to tell that man to quit smiling in pictures and I think that’s why he always looks extra intimidating. He’s forcing himself to look that way. Jolly is the type to get his foot tickled by the sheets and laugh while he’s inside you. I think he wants you to laugh too. Like to him, smiles and being joyful are his favorite things, and he would really like to make sure that he gets some of that in the bedroom. He also cannot help it - you try to be serious and take control and that is so great! He loves that! But it’s funny that his lil cupcake put on her big girl panties, so he’s gonna chuckle.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Whewwwww child. I cannot believe that y’all made me put in the painful hours doing research on Jolly’s body hair. How will I recover? After staring at him for a long time and doing comparisons - Jolly, at most times, has the thickest happy trail in Bad Omens. There’s no fuckin way that just stops. Like it would be like driving off a cliff from a highway if it just ended. The conflicting thing would be that his home country is pretty big on shaving because American ideals have bled over. I think he generally does what he wants. I think he may trim it, but it ain’t shaved. He likes when you play with it 😈.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Awww. He’s the type to like … reflect on everything that led him to that moment. I think that he doesn’t find himself regretting a lot of things in life, because he just reminds himself that had he done anything different than what he did in the past, he might have never gotten you. Like he’s an eye contact holder, a thigh gripper (he loves them), and a forehead kisser. I think he thinks about all the things he wants to do to you and he just buries his head in your neck and tells you he loves you so much, because he thinks that maybe three lifetimes wouldn’t be enough. Jolly is incredibly romantic. The boy is soft. I have never and will never truly buy brat tamer Jolly. I can’t. Fun to imagine, but he couldn’t live that lifestyle for more than an hour I think.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Jolly is older, right? So I think he does, but he has enough restraint to wait until they’re at a venue and he can go to the bathroom. I think Jolly likes it really wet … wetter than most and because of that, there’s too much noise to do it anywhere where someone would hear him. He likes watching his spit fall down onto his dick. He likes working the head over with his palm until it almost hurts a little. Then he backs off and waits before repeating. Jolly probably keeps an eye on the time because he’s real life proven on multiple occasions that he’s the type to know he’s supposed to do one thing, but he gets lost in doing the thing that feels better in the moment. That’s a human trait, right? Missing a part of sound check because you’re fucking your fist isn’t though … so …

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Heh. I bet ya didn’t think of this one. This is one I’m going to absolutely die on because it’s REAL and maybe you haven’t experienced it but if you have you know what I’m talking about - I think certain music really turns Jolly on. He loves very heavy metal. Maybe not a full kink, but I think he has a list of songs that have either incredibly heavy bass lines, or breakdowns that are super filthy. They give him goosebumps. The goosebumps are just the start. They lead to more. Not like I have a playlist with examples or anything *cough*. Like I said … I think Jolly and the word “wet” are synonymous. Like extra spit, extra lube, extra mess. Pool sex, shower sex, and incredibly sloppy blowjobs get this boy going.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

We covered pools and showers, but I would like to add that Jolly is Mr. Gross But Not Gross In A Way That Would Actually Make You Ill. Noah’s bed. I think Jolly really likes to fuck on Noah’s bed. Not because Noah is in his thoughts, but because he’s not supposed to. The thought of fucking your brains out of your ears where he shouldn’t is enough to make him cum. He used that time that Noah’s candle exploded as a cover up for the milky mess he made you leave on the pillow he put under your hips. “Dude that’s just candle wax? Feel it. Just throw it in the washer, man”.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

It’s YOU. YOU turn him on, but I come bearing examples. You were side stage once, and you gathered all of your hair into a ponytail and kinda held it in your grip for a bit while making eye contact with him. Now, if he didn’t know any better, that’s the exact same way that he holds your hair when you’re sucking his cock. Nobody would know but the two of you, and you better be prepared to do it when he gets off stage because the way his guitar is hitting his boner isn’t fun. And it’s your fault. There was also that time that you wanted to show Davis your new tattoo. That wouldn’t be an issue, but it was right under your ass and you let some of your cheek meat slip out on purpose. Jolly isn’t jealous, but he wonders if Davis is thinking what he’s thinking? About bending you over a box of merch? Biting that tattoo?

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He doesn’t do leather or latex. I’m headcanon Ning the fuck out of that. You can wear it all you want, but he just cannot do it. I think, with the way he is, the sensory input he gets from latex is enough to make his skin crawl. It also squeaks funny. Bad noise in his brain. I think he wouldn’t want to make you feel bad for spicing things up, so he persuades you into stripping for him so that he can get that shit as far from your body as possible.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

I think Jolly, out of all of the members, loves blowjobs the most. He likes when you’re so sloppy that your spit hits your shirt. He likes watching you lick precum off his tip and then spitting it all back to use as lube while your jerk him off. He ALSO is a fan of getting as messy as possible when he’s eating you out. He’s the type to make you so wet it’s dripping down to the bed. He wants your thighs to glisten and glide and make noises as you walk to the bathroom later. He likes spreading it open and seeing how deep his tongue can go. Jolly loves the taste because he’s a realist. I feel like, out of the four, Nicholas and Jolly are Mr. Pussy Tastes Like Pussy Which Is Not Fucking Sweet And That’s Fine We Like It Like That. Like they’re the type to outwardly express that no, it doesn’t taste like a mango and they LOVE it.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Firm rider on the “Jolly can knock your fuckin’ radiator loose” train. I mean think about it. He can do both, but he’s a fast pace setter. No, I don’t think that he’s all that rough and I say that because rough does not translate to fucking someone hard. When I think about rough, I think about Folio in that there may be times where it slips out and goes back in funny, or like they accidentally pull your hair in a way that hurts. Jolly is so fucking methodical that I think he can set a really hard and fast pace, but I don’t think he’s rough with you if that makes sense. Jolly is also really good at setting a slow pace - the only issue I feel like he would run into is that he gets lost in that slow pace, and when you need him to speed it up, you would kind of have to shake him a little bit because he would be beyond the point of being able to pick up on small clues. Lost in the metaphorical and literal pussy juice, ya feel?

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

No. No. No. I think that he is the type to really think about and reflect on how far he’s come, and the changes that he’s made in his life because of that, I think his quickie days are behind him. I think that he got enough of that in his old band. Again he’s the oldest, and with that comes the headcanon of having restraint. He’s learned with time that it’s just much better to keep all of that sexual energy pent-up because he knows he can let it out later. He almost sees it as a form of edging. Jolly understands that you have to preheat the oven before you bake a cake, and you must warm up the pussy before you fuck it. His foreplay is some peoples entire bang sesh. Get with it y’all.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Eh … yeah. I think we have to think about the risk though. He would absolutely experiment. See, experimenting is what got him this far in his experience game. The thing that said to him apart from a lot of men, though, is that he wipes the slate with every new partner he has because he knows that not all women are the same. I like he never takes advice from the other guys because he doesn’t want it or NEED it. He plans on finding out what makes you tick by actually asking you and communicating. Jolly is the one they go to for advice, but he says the same thing every time. “I’m the second person you asked, right? She should be the first,” and he puts his hair in a man bun knowing that he just helped one more girl cum. It’s like that whole “an angel gets its wings” thing, but it’s “a woman can have an orgasm” because Jolly made another man communicate.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

LOL listen to me - grab a tote bag. Fill it with Gatorade, water, fruit snacks, and a cookie. Jolly doesn’t understand the way that American media makes it seem like sex is supposed to be a fast thing. He is used to taking hours, but there are small breaks. He considers it all one round, but Noah told him it was really 5 because he heard it through the wall and “couldn’t believe that Swedish bastard had the fucking energy”. This all goes back to the laughing during sex that we talked about. He really thinks that you should be able to have full on conversations during the act when you are slowing it down because he paces himself well he can really last for hours. Gonna cum? Not if he pulls out and eats your cunt. Gonna cum? Not if he slows down and lets you warm him while you makeout. Gonna cum? Not if he pulls out and lays back and makes you watch an episode of Metalocalypse.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

I think that he totally owns toys and he’s not afraid to show you. Like Jolly is old enough to not really be embarrassed by anything like that. Matter of fact, he may not be a brat tamer, but he will make you sit in a chair while he fucks away at some fleshlight and you have to watch. “Bet you wish this was you, huh,” he says as he pulls out and taps his cock against the silicone folds. Yup. He also really likes to use toys on you. He’s more than happy to grab a few different dildos and use them while you close your eyes. Let’s revisit the threesome fantasy, yes? “Okay so this one kinda looks like Nicholas’s. Tell me what that feels like,” he whispers as you take it in. Yeah, I just said that and yeah, I hope it keeps you up at night.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He isn’t a teaser, actually. There are always exceptions, but I do feel like he knows that whatever he does to you you’re gonna do right back to him, and teasing turns him into a bucking bull. He cannot stand it. Although, if you let him count public teasing then he does; kissing behind the ear, grabbing you by the belt loop, and swatting your ass in the green room. We can go on. He also really loves giving you the shakes by tracing his fingers over your skin. The crease where your thigh and pussy kinda meet? He could spend hours right there.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Jolly, I think, is the quietest member of Bad Omens. Some of y’all might not love that, but let me explain. Stay with me. Jolly can’t let his head go blank. I don’t think that Jolly can let his head go blank because I don’t think that his thoughts are ever a problem for him, or something that he needs to let go of if that makes sense? Like Noah NEEDS to let his brain go empty. Jolly doesn’t. Because of this concept - Jolly thinks a lot during sex and it makes it hard to get words out sometimes. I think he makes a lot of low groaning noises, and some higher moaning when he’s overstimulated. If he does use his words or converse it tells you that he’s kinda just filling the space so he doesn’t cum too early (reference earlier). You might get “Oh …”, “God-,” or “Mother-,” and that’s just backing up my idea that he could try to say words, but if it feels too good he just can’t.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Random headcanon for Jolly? Jolly actually has a thing for your hands. You were really trying to figure out why he wanted you to let him teach you how to play guitar so bad. You noticed the way that he stared at your fingers after you let him manipulate them on the frets. The way he gently bent them and helped them press on the strings. It did not escape you that he wasn’t really talking, and you soon realized that he was using your fingers to play the song. Jolly had no shame. He liked the way your nail polish sparkled in the dim studio light, and the way your veins became prominent as your wrist flexed. Wondered if they did the same thing if you worked his dick. He really loves your fingers, baby.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

HAH. I’m laughing because I am sick to death of people with headcanons that aren’t realistic in this department - this is where you get caught. What are the motherfuckin’ chances that four dudes that are incredibly attractive all also happen to have massive pythons in their pants? Yeah. Yeah. So - I’m not saying that he has the smallest, but I’m saying that statistically, one of them has to be above average, one of them have to be smaller than average, and two of them are probably just average in my mind. I actually don’t think that we can even count him because I don’t know if you know this, but the average penis length in Sweden is over an inch longer than America. I used very specific measurements and ratios and did more math than I’ve done in the last three years to get this number, BUT IF YA GO OFF OF WHAT MY MATH SAYS BECAUSE THERES NO SOURCE YOU WEIRDOS - 7.7 inches. Again I hate math don’t ask me to do that anymore. Also again this is ALL IN MY HEAD AND MY NUMBERS COME FROM THE SWEDISH AVERAGE AND JOLLYS HEIGHT. DO NOT ATTEMPT TO CONFIRM THIS I STG I WILL KNOW AND I WILL FIND YOU.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

I think he actually doesn’t have a high sex drive at all. I think that he decides to fuck you when he’s not even horny? Like y’all love each other and have the time so why not use it to explore each other. He knows he’ll get turned on shortly after kissing you for a bit, but I don’t actually think he has a high sex drive.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Jolly is a relaxer. I don’t see him falling asleep that quickly, but I see him relaxing and not wanting to move. I also see him telling himself that he’ll go to the gym tomorrow, or he’ll take a walk tomorrow morning if he had plans. He just cuddles and watches a movie with you, and he really doesn’t mind if you fall asleep. Let’s him know his job is done.

#bad omens fanfiction #bad omens fic #bad omens fanfic #auntievwroteit

[greatprotector-if]

I'm oh sooo curious, since anon asked on the other page.

Fake-out make-out scenario for the Ros?

the first part of the fake-out make-outs is here with our lovely crown kallias! galen's and v's will be up uhhh whenever i write them. hopefully within the next few days [:

“Will you stop laughing?! Go faster!”

“I’m—ha—I’m sorry, I’m trying!”

In ordinary situations, Kallias would have no trouble keeping up with you as you dash through the streets, but they’ve got a sack full of gods know what strapped to their back, and they won’t stop giggling like a child, and it’s slowing them down.

You knew this job would bring at least a little danger, but you never imagined that all the danger would have nothing to do with the crown’s royal title. Kallias attracts trouble like a horde of flies to honey, all completely on their own. Disappearing in the dead of night to challenge the cursed trees, insisting on going through the bog to save time but getting stuck, somehow getting snatched up by a gryphon the one time you thought they were behaving.

This time, it's a horde of bandits, which wouldn’t sound like Kallias’ fault, except it is. They set their camp on fire.

To be fair, it was an accident. To be fair, what they were trying to do was steal back the supplies taken from the workers in the city, which is nice you suppose, and you did agree to the plan, but also you were literally there the whole time and you still can’t comprehend how they set the entire camp ablaze by accident—and thus they alerted the bandits to your presence, and thus… you are running.

“In my defense,” Kallias begins. "We did get the supplies—"

You cut them off with a gritted out, “Please shut up.”

They laugh even harder at that, and it stutters because they’re sprinting at the same time, but it’s otherwise unrestrained. Fuck, they’re infuriating.

Your own pack of supplies isn’t doing you very well either, it slaps against your back with every step and it’s really starting to annoy you. You know you can’t keep this up forever… or even for much longer, at this rate. You had a pretty good head start but you can hear the shouting of the bandits start to close in on you.

But you have an idea. A horrible, awful idea.

You grab Kallias by the wrist and tug them down a narrow alleyway, around a corner—and then you skid to a stop.

You turn around, chucking your bag onto the floor against the wall, and put your hands on their shoulders. They look at you in confusion. There’s a bit of pink peeking out from the brown of their hair now, which means their glamour is fading. Good. You never intended to be out this long, and while you have a backup potion, you won’t use it. Maybe this will help your chances.

And before they can even have the chance to ask why you’ve stopped, you blurt, “Kiss me.”

There’s an incredulous smile crossing their face, like they think you’re joking, but you are not joking. “Huh. That is maybe the last thing I was expecting you to say.”

This is… incredibly inappropriate. This is your crown, even if they are an idiot, and the Queen would have your head on a pike if she knew what you were thinking—if she knew that you’ve thought about this before, even without the imminent danger, when you were alone with Kallias in their chambers and they were listening to your stories, all soft touches and softer smiles.

But you look into Kallias’ eyes, specks of green peeking out from the brown as the glamour wears off, and this is… for their safety. And it is your duty, as their knight, to keep them safe.

“I’m serious.” You wet your lips, from nerves or something else, you don’t know. “Please. Make it look believable. It—”

Something in their eyes changes, and they don’t need to hear the explanation—just as well, because it wouldn't have been a very good one anyway. And in the next moment, your back hits the wall. Rough hands, too rough for the royalty they’re supposed to be, cradle your jaw, deft fingers sinking into the hair at the nape of your neck. And… oh. They’re kissing you, and they’re really fucking good at it.

It’s for camouflage, you reason. To hide your faces, and make people look away. You remind yourself of that as you wrap your arms around them, tug them as close as you can possibly be to one another… even as they tilt their head and deepen it, and they are so warm against you, and any thought in your mind promptly goes silent beneath the buzz.

Distantly, you register the heavy footfalls of the bandits nearing. They must have split up, because there’s only a few people coming your way.

They’re coming closer. And then they’re here—and their footsteps stutter right where you think they must have noticed you and Kallias… and then they’re running the other way.

But there might be more coming, you think. So you should keep it up just a little longer, and Kallias only breaks away from you just long enough to breathe.

You don’t know how long you stay there, wrapped up in each other, but eventually, and far too soon, you break apart one last time.

Their tawny skin is flushed. Lips are slick and red. They look up at you through half-lidded, glazed eyes, black of their pupils eating up all the colour in their irises. And then their warmth recedes as they step away from you, stretching out their arms.

“I think they’re gone,” they say, far too evenly and far too casually for what you’ve just done.

You blink rapidly to regain your bearings. “You… uh… didn’t even wait to hear my explanation.”

They shrug. “I get what you were trying to do. Didn’t need to waste time.” And then they smirk, and it only worsens the searing heat in your cheeks. “Besides, I’ve been waiting to do th—”

“Be quiet,” you say, but you laugh, you can’t help it. You might be slightly delirious.

They grin. “My lips are sealed.”

As you go back the way you came, you fight off the heat in your chest. Rub your neck so you can rid yourself of the tingle they left behind where they touched you.

… But you can’t. Kallias has made an imprint on you, somehow, and oh gods. You want to kiss them again. And again, and again, and again.

Oh no. Oh no. What have you done.

#answered asks #the great protector if #kallias #interactive fiction #no beta we die like men #twine wip #i feel like i need to reiterate i rarely write kiss scenes so i'm very sorry if this one sucks #I'M WORKING ON IT 💪

[bebe-thewriter]

Yo yo yo it’s BeBe, and I got another megumi x bimbo reader. Why? Because I’m a bimbo and I like megumi with a pretty dumb bitch bite me! Anyway let’s start-BeBe🧘🏾‍♀️

After Megumi met Yujis little sister she was all he could think about. Her full lips, wide hips, brown eyes, and hair that defies gravity.

“You’ve been out of it lately Fushiguro.” Maki said. “He’s been out of it because of that one girl.” Panda replies with a smirk on his furry face. Megumi’s face instantly flushed a deep red, “shut up” megumi spits. But before the two can pester him some more a voice speaks.

“Have you guys seem yuuji?” Megumi turns towards the voice and immediately tenses up. Standing behind him was the very girl they were talking about.

“Uhhh hey (y/n), umm Yuuji ain’t here right now he’s on a mission.” Megumi replies looking her up and down. She looks the exact same way he last saw her, just this time she’s wearing a uniform similar to yuujis but with a skirt that’s wayyyyy too short, but Has a pretty pink trim. Megumi quickly shooed the others away, he’s gonna need to be alone for this.

“Ahh (y/n), I didn’t know you transferred here. I didn’t know you had cursed energy.” Megumi speaks again this time recalling back to how when he first met her he did feel something odd flowing out of her, but just couldn’t put his fingers on it.

“Oh yeah I kinda have a part of yuujis curse in me too haha whoops!” Megumi’s face dropped, “how did you-.” “Yeah yuuji kinda brought home an odd looking finger thing and dared me to lick it, so I did…… but I also accidentally swallowed it when yuuji bumped into me.” She replies flustered.

Oh how….. dumb of her. …. He fucking loved it

“Btw (y/n) I like your uniform, it’s exactly like you.” He says to her. “Aww thanks gojo picked it out for meeee.” She says, suddenly Megumi isn’t to happy. Gojo is a bit to obvious for Megumi’s liking.

“Gumi are you ok?.” She says, bringing Megumi out of his trance, face suddenly closer to his. “Oh yeah I’m fine.” He says face clearly heating up. Y/n giggles, slowly closing the distance between the two, “you always space out when your talking to me…. I don’t like that! I want all your attention on me Gumi.” She whispers voice soft, low and airy, fuck…. Just how he likes it.

Y/n slowly brought her hands to his chest, tracing the oils line of his abbs. “Y/n, this is the second time you’ve done this.” She batts her long eyelashes, “done what Gumi?” She pouts, god Megumi could practically smell the vanilla lipgloss she had on with how close they are.

“Don’t fucking play dumb with me little girl.” He grits, while his hands also trail from her thighs to cup her breast, he has know idea where that came from, but she’s loving it. Y/n replies, “you’re sexy when you’re assertive, you should try it more, Fushiguro.” “Say it again, my name.” “Gumi.” She says.

Their body’s now completely flushed together, “you fucking slut.” He whispers, and y/n let’s put a breathy moan. “ yeah, you like that?” He says, “ yes Gumi, please” “please what?” He replies smug, “Please sir.” She moans. “Good girl.”

“ what the fuck- again Fushiguro!” The both separate from each other’s grasp. “I can explain yuuji!!” “No Fushiguro you are banned from seeing my little sister! And y/n you are grounded young lady!!”

“Damn it yuuji YOU’RE NOT GRANDPA!!!”once agin yuuji cock blocks.

Yo it’s BeBe! Been awhile but y’all are prolly used to it! Hahaha 🤣 anywho guys I had to get a story done right away for y’all, I realize I’ve been starving y’all my bad, but don’t worry not only will “Bare wit me” get a new chapter next month, but if you’re interested I got a benimaru x reader in the drafts right now babes, just say the got damn word! We’ll live y’all -BeBe out💃🏾

#megumi x bimbo #megumi x black reader #jjk megumi #megumi x reader #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk x black reader

[snowy-nostalgia]

Postal 2 Dude x GN! Reader: Confessions. (Slight angst!)

I’m still getting over years worth of writer’s block so I’m sorry if this isn’t that good. It’s also my first time writing for Postal 2 Dude so I tried my best to capture his personality. Enjoy!

It had been a pretty long time since Dude had left Paradise, and had moved into your neighborhood. He had managed to keep a lower profile here, not that he wasn’t up to his usual antics, he had just gotten better at not getting caught, and keeping you oblivious to his actions. He’s had a soft spot for you since day one, you had welcomed him to the neighborhood with genuine kindness, he could tell you weren’t faking it. The fact that you continued being kind towards him made everytime you saw him a nice change of pace, especially once your friendship started to blossom. Even Champ loved you, which sealed the deal for him almost instantly. He hadn’t had an actual friend in a long time, and because he didn’t want to mess it up he hid a lot of himself from you. Every violent action he did he made sure there was no way you could find out, and he made up every excuse for you to not enter his home, given that it was messy and covered in paraphernalia. He also began to become protective of you, anyone who treated you wrong somehow went missing the next day, and when you brought it up he’d act oblivious. Things were very smooth between the two of you, usually hanging out for hours at your home, goofing around and watching movies. He hoped that this would last forever, until something in him changed.

He started feeling strange around you, almost sick. His stomach would feel fluttery and his face felt warmer. He thought at first that you might have been sick and had given it to him, until it clicked in his brain. Something he thought he couldn’t do anymore, have romantic feelings for someone. It did more than weird him out. It scared him. Him of all people, scared. He thought that piece of him was gone for good, and that he’d never have to worry about feeling this way again. He didn’t know what to do, there was a part of him that felt guilty. Guilty because he thought you deserved better than him, and that if you did want to be with him it would almost be punishment for you, especially because of everything you didn’t know about him. He even thought about just moving away, but he knew he couldn’t just leave and ghost you, it would break your heart. He stopped replying to your texts, and isolated himself for awhile, he needed time to think.

It had been a week, and he made up his mind. He was going to confess everything to you, not only the things he was doing now and the feelings he had for you, but also about his past. If you still cared about him after, and hell, even felt the same way about him, he would stay. If he scared you, he’d leave, move far away, and repeat his violent cycle again, but this time he wouldn’t even let himself get close to someone. He was screaming in his head while walking to your house, a thousand thoughts racing at once. When he made it to your door, he knocked a few times while looking at the ground, preparing himself mentally to see your face.

You had been thinking about Dude the whole week, you thought he died or something. When you heard the knock at the door you jumped up from where you were sitting, hoping it was him and that he had an explanation. You opened the door, and there he was. He seemed withdrawn, and a little dirtier than usual. He stopped looking at the ground and his eyes met with yours. You could see his eyes were bloodshot even through his sunglasses. “Dude, where have you been, are you alright?” You asked him. “Uhhh, yeah, can I come in? I need to talk to you.” He replied, looking away from you. “Of course, come in.” You opened the door all the way allowing him to walk in. He sat on your couch, looking at the ground again. You could tell something was wrong, but you wanted to let him tell you on his own terms. He spoke up, still looking down, as if he was afraid to look you in the eye again, “There’s something I need to tell you. It’s serious, and I think you won’t want anything to do with me after I tell you, but I can’t fucking lie anymore.” He said, his voice sounding weary and quieter than usual. Before you could reply, he started. When I mean he started telling you everything, I mean everything. Every horrible, terrible, disgusting thing he’s ever done. It shocked you, of course it did. Yeah, he was a gruff guy who made a ton of out of pocket inappropriate comments, but he was so nice to you. Every bit of information was like whiplash, but you couldn’t have even started to expect what he was about to say next. “…I know all these things make it seem like I must be some fucking emotionless monster, but that’s not the worst fucking part. Despite everything I’ve done, I fell in love with you. And I couldn’t just say that and not tell you the rest, that’d be living a fucking lie. I understand if you don’t love me back, or fuck, even not want to see my face again, but I just couldn’t lie anymore…” He finished, finally looking you in the eye. You were clearly stunned, he expected you to scream and run, maybe even call the cops on him, but what you said next probably left him more shocked than you were. “Dude, I…I don’t know what to say. This is a lot to take in, and I don’t hate you-“ “But you don’t love either, I’m guessing.” He interrupted, his voice blunt and louder than before. “Dude, please-“ “Just say it, say you don’t love me.” He said in a stern tone. “But I do love you!” You were able to get out before he interrupted again. “What…?” He almost choked on that word alone. “I do love you, I have for awhile, It’s just…It’s going to take me a second to process everything else.” He went from the couch to his knees on the floor, he was quiet, in complete shock. “Dude? Are you okay?” You got on the floor too, and placed a hand on his shoulder. “Dude…?” He did something he’s never done the whole time he’s known you, hugged you. He wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his head on your shoulder. “Promise…? You promise you love me…?” He said quietly, his voice slightly shaken. “Of course, I promise. I wouldn’t lie to you… but that doesn’t mean you get to start hurting people around me just because I know everything now.” You said playfully. He chuckled, “Yeah, of course… Can we stay like this for awhile? I don’t want to let go just yet… fuck that sounds cheesy doesn’t it?” He said, you giggled at it. “We can stay like this as long as you want, Dude, I have time.” You replied. “I uhhh… love you, (Y/N)…” “I love you too, Dude. Nothing’s gonna change that, I promise.”

#snowysfics #postal game #postal 2 #postal 2 dude #postal dude #postal dude x reader #x reader #x reader fanfiction #angst with a happy ending #gender neutral reader

[raxistaicho]

Edelgard suggested she might be wrong, though!

Eeeyyy, Strikes (that’s her nickname and it’s a lot shorter than butwhatifidothis, sorry) doesn’t usually make arguments anymore! This’ll be a nice break from Fantasy Invader.

Maybe.

Hopefully.

Spoilers for Trails in the Sky a ways under the cut

And uhh, that’s not an argument I’ve ever heard before, honestly, it must be a super old one. Good thing it got dropped, it’s weak.

So because Edelgard said,

It means the devs are saying, “you did wrong, tho.”

So I guess when Dimitri says he’s a monster who deserves death it means we need to ram him into something that can kill him, accept the game over, and start a new file of Three Houses?

When Joshua Bright said he was a broken person with a broken heart, it meant Estelle should have immediately given up on him?

When Velvet Crowe said she was monster and claimed she ate Seres just ‘cause, that meant she retconned reality and changed the circumstances under which she ate her?

It’s almost like sometimes people with trauma and a poor self-image say self-deprecating things that aren’t actually true.

“Which doesn’t mean Byleth is defying destiny by walking at Edelgard’s side. No sir.”

Again, the devs only said Silver Snow was the route that was made first to explore the world, not that the worldbuilding suits SS specifically. Otherwise, what the fuck is Azure Moon there for? I’ve seen it argued that White Clouds best suits Azure Moon because of Lonato and Miklan (setting aside that their respective issues were not about Dimitri’s personal tragedy but the broken state of Fodlan society), but with Strikes’ argument Azure Moon can’t possibly mesh with White Clouds because White Clouds only supports Silver Snow, according to her!

I mean... Azure Moon doesn’t mesh at all with White Clouds anyways, but that’s for very very different reasons.

I’m on to you, you red-headed, red-caped bastard.

I won’t let you invade Nohr, Ryoma >:(

Also, correct me if I’m wrong, but Byleth’s side, whichever side that is, does plenty of mowing down in all routes.

Damn, Fodlan is doomed.

Those poor celebrating commoners.

Oh no, is this Crushed Nugget again?

Now we’re delving straight into, I believe, Crushed Nugget’s Everyone is Miserable in CF set of posts, which is something I’d reeeeeaaaaaally like to dig into sometime, because it’s just a lot of petty and trivial ways to try to demonstrate everybody as being unhappy or less-fulfilled characters in CF.

These can range from the ever-popular ��Lysithea doesn’t want to destroy the Empire in CF”, to “Yuri feels overworked in CF”, to “Raphael is irresponsible and happy in CF”, to “Ingrid is sadge in CF”. Yeah, being happy is bad if in CF and being unhappy is also bad if in CF.

It’s basically just her plucking at literally anything she can find to say that CF is bad in that exact moment without any regard for consistent standards. Ignatz’s is especially amazing given you know if the paintings he drew were reversed she’d instead say VW Ignatz is good for wanting to immortalize the horror of war so we never forget what war takes from us while CF Ignatz is bad for trying to cover up the pain with pretty pictures of something.

If you looked at red flags through pink lenses, wouldn’t they still look red?

Hey, you’re the one who said,

Because even the lord of the route is trying to tell the player that uhhh Byleth doesn't belong here, they're supposed to be on the other routes. Which checks with how the devs said that SS is the route the world-building is based on, and how within the game itself CF directly goes against SS' world-building. 

Don’t blame me for arguments you made!

She’s missing the point. It’s not argued that you don’t get to choose SS. The argument is that you do have to choose CF. You can’t default onto CF the way you can SS.

Another important point is how riddled with But Thou Musts SS is.

Who’s in charge of the army here, Seteth!?

So... going CF isn’t about tearing Byleth away from their proper place in SS?

If Byleth is meant to go SS, as Strikes said above, then CF is about defying fate.

If CF isn’t about defying fate, then Byleth isn’t meant to go SS.

So suddenly Byleth is more than a self-insert for the player to glom onto? That’s a bit contradictory to the usual Edelcrit line, but okay.

Since Byleth is now their own character and not a self-insert to represent the player, then Edelgard isn’t trying to date the player and the player demographics have no bearing on whether or not she’s bi, nor does her "gap moe” have any bearing on whether or not CF is a valid choice, because maybe Byleth doesn’t care about all that. Maybe they’re into MILFs.

Technically no, there’s a sequence of options that can have Byleth making no positive choice regarding which side to take.

Miss the coronation entirely, then you have a “I must kill Edelgard,” and “...” option at the Holy Tomb.

Indeed, you can spend basically all of SS being dragged around expressing discontent, and getting But Thou Must’ed into following along with the plot.

Also, again, the argument is not that Byleth can’t choose SS. It’s that they have to choose CF.

Hey, speak for yourself, I usually marry Dorothea.

Strikes is getting real fuckin’ philosophical all of a sudden about the concept of player character agency in a narrative-driven video game.

For real, this is some Bioshock/Undertale-level shit.

You know, I never considered that maybe Corvo would rather just stay in his cell and accept execution as penance for his failure to protect the Empress. He can’t speak in Dishonored 1, how do I know what his thoughts on the subject are? Am I puppetting him to commit mass murder like some kind of revenge-loving cordyceps!?

I am so sorry, Corvo :(

But actually, Strikes, how do you know that Byleth wants to fight Edelgard? Maybe they want to pick Black Eagles every time? Are you perhaps denying their agency every time you join your beloved Golden Deer? (I’m just assuming GD is her favorite route since she professes to love Claude). Are you denying their agency when you click on, “I must kill Edelgard”?

How could you do such an awful thing?

Bonus round time!

Why is she continuing her arguments in the tags??? That sounds annoying as hell.

Also, uhh,

Look at that fucking smug grin. Is that the face of an expressionless killing machine?

I have no idea where this, “Byleth reverts to being the Ashen Demon in CF” argument came from. I guess because they’re killing people the Edelgard detractors would rather they not kill, they have to be doing it heartlessly? That’s assuming a lot.

That’s... more or less exactly what it is, actually.

I know Strikes doesn’t like Edelgard being portrayed as a sad, tragic figure, but uhh... she is. Edge of Dawn is right there, it’s about Edelgard’s sorrow thinking about the future.

#Fire Emblem Three Houses #Edelgard von Hresvelg #edelgard discourse #edelgard positive #strikes #butwhatifidothis #Another thing Edelcrits don't really consider is that maybe Byleth doesn't want to rule Fodlan? Like they get upset about Byleth not getting #to rule the land in CF but maybe they want that. You can't know they don't #don't try to make decisions for them #it's mean.

[ceilingfan5]

uhhh taakitz 🥺

“Okay, sorry to get distracted from the, the great kissing-”

“You think I’ll let you get off track?” Taako grins sharply, tugging him closer. “This train has left the station, hotboy, you really gonna crash the choo choo?” 

Kravitz kisses him again, hungry and wanting and tasting their ice cream date on his tongue and so lightheaded he could touch the sun, nearly forgetting what he was going to say. Taako steers him to the bed and Kravitz goes like an off brand Jenga tower and then Taako is right in his face again, eyes blown wide, heart beating like a bongo bouncing down the stairs. Kravitz’s head hits something soft, and the half-thought swims close enough to grasp. Gonna make thought sushi. Notion nigiri. He’s getting double distracted, fuck. 

“Uh,” he says, and Taako laughs softly, pulling back. “You good, hombre? You want me to stop? I’m kidding about the choo choo. This bad boy’s got breaks if you need ‘em, yeah?”

“Oh, that’s not it, I’m, very invested in, rail transport, but,” Kravitz feels even warmer all over now, like he swallowed lava lamp sauce. Taako is so perfect. Kravitz is going to keep him forever. “Sorry, when you kiss me my brain turns to pop rock soup? Uh,” he catches his breath. Taako tilts his head to the side, grinning, waiting for the meaningful part. Ugh, he’s incredible. 

“This- this is the stuffed animal I won you from the fair, isn’t it?” Kravitz grabs the enormous rainbow t-rex and gives it a squeeze. It was the best date he’d ever had, until the next one with Taako, and the next one, and the one after that, because Taako’s good at a lot of things, but escalation is right up there.

“What? Course it is.” Taako sits back, still half on Kravitz’s lap. “What, did you think I was gonna throw him out? He’s my buddy, reminds me of you.”

“Me-” Kravitz can’t help but laugh. “Do- Taako, do you sleep with this guy?”

“Jealous, Krav?” Taako steals the dino away. “Maybe cha’boi gets lonely when you aren’t here.” 

“You think about me when I’m not here?” Kravitz has to kiss him again, and it’s Taako that pulls back this time, laughing. 

“Of course I do, jackass, I love-” Taako swallows and clears his throat, folding in. “Uh, I mean-”

“Shit, Taako, I love you too.” Kravitz couldn’t be more honest. The dinosaur falls to the side, and they look at each other for a long beat, and then they’re kissing again, absolutely magnetic. 

“Fuck,” Taako breathes, wasting precious oxygen. “You love me?”

“I love you,” Kravitz promises, panting. “I do.”

Taako just laughs, and tugs him into another kiss, and another after that, with no intention of stopping. 

#taakitz #taakitz fic #taz #tazb #taz balance #taz balance fic #the adventure zone balance #the adventure zone #fan5fics #thank you!

[field-s-of-flowers]

Pugsley Addams headcanons

Sequel to my Morticia post! Also, my boy does NOT get enough love and I enjoyed the new series but they did him SO dirty so I’m here to rectify it. Tim Burton can kiss my ass

(This is gonna be based on the ‘60s show mostly, with some stuff from the ‘90s movies and the musical bc that’s the AF stuff I like the most. Also it’ll have absolutely no structure because I don’t need to give him a backstory like I did for Morticia)

So first off, this isn’t a headcanon but it is a quote from season one episode ten of the sitcom (and it’s on youtube if you don’t believe me):

Morticia: We might have to call the P-O-L-I-C-E. Pugsley: You mean the fuzz? Morticia: What is the fuzz? Pugsley: The bulls! Gomez: Thought you had him there, didn’t you?

So yeah there’s that

That attitude towards authority definitely continues into when he’s a teenager

(I mean it’s the early seventies, who are we kidding)

Between that and his penchant for explosives, Pugsley makes a lot of really cool friends and gets into a lot of trouble in school

Morticia is NOT pleased

“It’s one thing to set off a bomb, sweetheart, but cutting class is a completely different matter!”

“But mooooooooooooooooom-”

Pugsley likes to act cool but he’s very much a mama’s boy

There’s not much he enjoys more than helping Morticia out in the kitchen or the greenhouse

He also really likes hanging out with Grandmamma (this one is canon in the musical and it’s FANTASTIC)

She loves helping her grandson out with the occasional illegal activity

Also she always has candy and Pugsley’s the only one who knows about it

Uhhh let’s see

Pugsley’s dyslexic!

He has a lot of trouble in school because of it, especially because this is the seventies so people don’t always take him seriously

(Idk a lot about dyslexia so I can’t really elaborate but I should tell you this headcanon was courtesy of my mom)

He also gets really tall during high school

By the time he’s eighteen he’s almost as tall as Morticia

He’s just a really big dude

A really big dude who actually has no idea how to fight

Gomez tried to teach him to swordfight in middle school and it failed miserably

They stopped after he broke a sword and Gomez almost cried

Again, he much prefers explosives anyway

One time I saw someone headcanon that Pugsley has pyrokinetic powers and I am FULLY on board with this

In the post about Morticia that I made, I said something about her family all having some kind of magic (whereas the Addamses themselves are mostly just plain humans who act really fucking strange)

Anyway, Pugsley ends up with magic, Wednesday doesn’t

He tries to be a good big brother and not make a big deal out of it, but he can’t help but be a little smug

Mainly because Wednesday does so much better in school than he does, and he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t a bit jealous

The rest of his family is also full of really accomplished people, so Pugsley actually feels like he falls short a lot

So the magic thing is a Big Deal to him

Anyway he has pyrokinesis (fire + explosive powers)!

They figure it out when he’s about fourteen, but he’s been drawn to that stuff his whole life so nobody was really surprised

The whole family was proud, but Uncle Fester was ecstatic

Once he finishes high school, Pugsley basically starts doing magic as a part-time job

There are a surprising amount of people who will pay for an explosion, but it’s legally dubious at best and he’s an adult now so he’s more likely to face consequences

So he ends up being a bartender at some weird-looking tavern and he actually loves it

Pugsley gets a lot more laid-back as he gets older, and he’s able to become friends with a lot of different kinds of people

The weirder the better- the real kooks just make him feel more at home :)

Btw when I say he’s laid-back that ABSOLUTELY does not mean he won’t do schemes from time to time. My boy is a practical joker at heart and no amount of adulthood can change that

Also when I say friends I do only mean friends bc Pugsley is aro! I am definitely not projecting!

Specifically he’s aroallo + straight and not quite sure about gender

For a while Morticia is kind of annoying about it (“so when are you going to get a girlfriend?”) but he explains to her that that’s not what he wants and she’s okay with it

They stay really close as they get older :)

This wasn’t as long but I can’t think of any more so here: @acesophiewalten @itwasmyweddingday @lucasbeinekehonorarygoth for you guys! We need more Pugsley content in the world is what I’m saying with this

#Soph’s posts #addams family #addams family headcanons #pugsley addams #Pugsley Addams headcanons #Pugsley #Pugsley headcanons #Jean tag #Ebony tag

[literaphobe]

I love your take on the wlw Love Square! Now I'm curious about your take on an mlm Love Square

ive actually never thought about mlm love square. but for you anon? okay!

ladynoir: ifl mlm ladynoir would spar so much and be a lot more competitive about whos in charge. boy ladybug is a bit of a dick about how Being the ladybug miraculous holder makes him the de facto leader and when master fu starts training him he rubs it in chat noirs face. chat noirs retort is always about how master fu clearly thinks he doesn’t NEED his hand held because he’s so obviously the more competent one. secretly he is very sad that master fu doesn’t gaf about him. boy ladybug also slowly stops bragging about all the responsibility because he realizes its not a title of honor but a heavy rock he’s been saddled with but he can’t look weak in front of chat or he won’t ever let him live it down. one day they get into a shouting match that ends with them passionately making out only to run away after because What The Fuck

adrienette: ifl boy marinette would be the perfect like. all rounder. good at gaming, good at sports, best grades in the class, extremely talented at fashion design. bro would be drowning in bitches and equally oblivious about the fact that everyone wants him so fucking bad. like without misogyny he would fly so high. adrien would have complicated feelings about him bc gabriel would weirdly compare them and be like if not for the inferiority of his birth, he would be a better son for myself than you <- or something else fucked up that cuts adrien deep. but then gabriel finds out that boy marinette is a mlm and never speaks of him again. even tells adrien not to hang around him OR imitate him in anyway. praises adrien for being a good straight son (without directly saying straight…? idk) and it only makes adrien more determined to become friends w marionette

marichat: chat noir sees marinette on his rooftop balcony and is like um Hey i know we barely know each other but i heard about u coming out recently and Uhhh i hope ur okay i heard the Agreste brand rejected you for their summer program because of it and that really sucks and hes like oh. thank you. i dont know how you heard about that but thats really nice. im okay really. my parents are really supportive and the fact that gabriel agreste is homophobic makes me not want to have anything to do with him or his brand. and chat is like oh… everything? even his… son? and boy marinette is like are u kidding? adriens one of the best people i know. i feel bad that he has to live with a father like that. and chat is like yeah. me too. and marinette is like confused like did u come here just to talk to me about adrien agreste? and chat is like oh um. i actually um. came here to ask for advice on coming out bc im gay…? its half an excuse because every night he thinks about the time he kissed boy ladybug but also he does not know what his sexuality is. hes like. its almost as if hes not allowed to like men. and yet… ANYWAY. marionette is like um. i guess coming out advice number one. don’t tell ur parents if ur dad is someone like gabriel agreste. and he laughs and chat is like haha! so funny! thank god im not adrien agreste! would suck to be him if he was gay! and boy marinette shrugs and is like eh. i doubt adrien’s gay anyway. i hope for his sake that he isn’t

ladrien: something happens that makes adrien’s identity as chat noir almost get compromised and he lies to boy ladybug and is like uh… i have the biggest crush on chat noir? he was um. my gay awakening? and ladybug gets a little jealous because hes in love w adrien and its like wow of fucking COURSE adrien likes chat noir. of course chat noir’s the hot sexy one who gets all the men he wants without even trying! his charms totally dont work on boy ladybug tho. of course not. them kissing that one time never happened. anyway in his annoyance he tells adrien hes free to go for chat noir because there’s no way he’d turn down Adrien Agreste™ and adrien is like hang on how did u know that chat noir’s gay????? and ladybug panics like FUCK did i just out chat based on what i know as boy marinette???? and he backtracks like WHAAAAAT no um i have no idea what chat noir’s sexuality is just um dont u think chat noir looks gay??? gives off such a gay vibe??????? and adrien is like WYM CHAT NOIR LOOKS GAY LIKE WHAT DID HE DO???? and its just a disaster all around

#ask #miraculous ladybug #mlbposting #mlm lovesquare #lovesquare

[michelleelizabethtanner]

Question about season 4 episode 6: do you think Rio knew that Beth was doing something shady (hiding the wire) before he serviced her? Or did he really not know and just decided that was the time to restart their sexual intimacy? If it's the former, why would he still go for it? If it's the latter, why was that the time to do it? Was he just horny?

Loving the asks so much 🥹🥹🥹

First of all, when isn’t Rio horny? If fanfics are at all accurate, that man is insatiable, with a 0.025 second refractory period and stamina of a man half his age. He wishes. (Any nearly 40 year old man wishes.) Lmao!

But ok, let’s get into our angsty feels here. Because Rio sure was in 4.06. IDK how much louder Beth could have been that she was up to something. Her tone, her body language, everything about her screamed guilt. She cannot lie to that man. Not well, at least. Let’s think rationally. Beth told him the SS had approached her with a deal. Rio even joked about how she needed to make sure they take care of her because he’s worth it. Then she had him murder someone who clearly wasn’t SS, making it really clear that there was a hit out on Rio. He questioned her and she very obviously lied. He looked like he didn’t believe her. Then suddenly his car is tracked and he’s suspicious that she’s wired. He must have know she was informing. How would he not know??? He for sure knew.

I almost feel like he was messing with her, coming over to the shelf, putzing around with the stuff there. He for sure noticed the spot where the books were messes up. Everything was so nearly arranged. How could he not have seen? I’m certain he anticipated that she’d come into this meeting with her usual BS, trying to put him away or have him killed. He intentionally didn’t tell her the nature of the event to throw her. His behavior was so familiar, so doting – intentionally appealing to her humanity and asking her not to betray him again.

Their private conversation was this combination of calculated deception and honest emotion. Like all the rest of their relationship. And yeah, I do think he wanted to reconnect with her intimately. It was both a calculated, practical step, and a very raw need. There was this duality for them both of a guarded standoff, and a vulnerable giving in. Their history was so heavy in that room with them. It wasn’t just a “right now” kind of thing. It was also all the intimate touches they’d experienced together, all the ways they’d connected, the knowledge they had of each other’s bodies and how they fit together so easily and seamlessly even in that awkward stance against a bookshelf with the door open.

“Gotta know you’re good enough.”

“For you?”

“For business.”

And how those words barely restrained the sea of feeling behind them. I could watch her lift her eyebrow at him a million times.

Because of COURSE for him.

The restraint they both showed speaks to their characters. Because who of us could have withstood not sinking right into that pull? That nearness. Touching but pretending they aren’t touching. Feeling so much but pretending they aren’t feeling anything at all.

It’s why he thought that things were “different now.” He was communicating something to her. Showing her how he’s chosen her. It wasn’t the sex. It was all that weighted history. All that doting affection. The amicability of that whole dinner and everything that happened during it, including him catching her obviously conspiring against him.

“So dinner was… uhhh… fun. Yeah?”

I could watch his little barely concealed smile and look over at her a million times. *swoons*

#4.06 #4.07 #Brio also loves Grisham #for you? #good girls nbc #brio #asks #headcanon

[azure-trash]

Fnaf movie but with Vinny in Mike's place.

Oh that’s. That’s very good.

Now here’s the thing. Is Garrett still his little brother and is Abby still his little sister or is Vinny just in Mike’s position. Cuz imagining Vinny with a little sister is very funny but if we’re fully putting Vinny in Mike’s place, I think it’d be better to remove those factors.

So I’ll say that Vinny’s just in it for the money cuz he’s about to be evicted. Now I brainstorm, cuz I have ideas already:

1. Vinny would a thousand percent bring a gameboy to play with him rather than sleeping through the night like Mike did.

2. Because he’s awake, he isn’t attacked by Foxy on the second night so when Vanessa arrives, she doesn’t need to patch him up. However, since he’s been awake, he has noticed the strangeness and how the animatronics have been moving. He’s trying to ignore that, though.

3. Uhhh. Give me more time, I know there’s more ideas rattling around in my brain, I just need to think some more.

Thank you for putting this idea in my head, though, I will be thinking about it constantly now

#mine :) #vinesauce #vinesauce Vinny #Vinny vinesauce #fnaf #fnaf movie #fnaf movie spoilers #asks

[miraculouslybobatea]

15 Questions 15 Mutuals!!

Thank you thank you so very much for the tag @bengaltiger25 !!

Are you named after anyone?

Kind of. My name isn’t the same as, but it is based on my maternal grandmother’s name.

When was the last time you cried?

Uhhh probably last night lol. Nothing really happened yesterday , I’ve just being doing that a lot for the past year.

Do you have kids?

NAUR. I’m wayyy to young for that lol.

Do you use sarcasm a lot?

Oh never. I’m probably the least sarcastic person ever /sarcastic/. No bit in all serious I can be pretty sarcastic. I’ve been told that despite being pretty quiet I tend to say the funniest stuff under my breath.

What sports do you play/have played?

I used to play soccer for a while until I was like 13ish. I would’ve liked to have continued but to do it in school I would’ve had to choose between sports or theatre (I chose theater). I also did track and field one spring.

What's the first thing you notice about someone?

I never really thought about it but probably their outfit. Not in a judgmental way, I just tend to notice what people are wearing, even if I’m just passing them on the street.

What's your eye color?

Okay so this is actually kind of interesting! If you’ve noticed in any of my drawings of myself my eye color is probably kind of indeterminate.That’s because I have central heterochromia, so the center of my eyes are kind of blue but the outsides are brown (it’s more noticeable on my right eye). Trust me, it doesn’t look as cool as it sounds irl.

Scary movies or happy endings?

Happy endings PLEASE. Though I love some good angst, I need it to end happily. I don’t really like horror movies because I usually just end up bored.

Any special talents?

Idk if I have any special talents. I like to preform, like music and acting. I also like most things art, so painting, drawing, digital (as you’ve all seen if you know me), etc. I also bake and I’m decent at it.

Where were you born?

New York New York baybeee

What are your hobbies?

I already listed some, but singing, listening to music, anything artsy, skating, watching movies and tv, sewing.

Do you have pets?

Until recently I had a cocker spaniel, best in the world- here look at him. Look at his face.

How tall are you?

5’0”, or 152 cm (I think). My parents are pretty short so it makes sense.

Favorite subject in school?

Ooh this is tough. I enjoy most subjects and I do about the same in all of them so it’s hard to pick. Idk if I can pick a favorite but I can tell you that my least favorite is probably mathematics.

Dream job?

I’m not really sure! I’m probably going to end up doing something medical/science oriented, but it would be really cool in a complete fantasy world to do something involving designing or where I’d get to work with animals.

@o-cinnamonstickz @eating-you-alive-cutely @spookyanxiety @silverwolfie100 @andonyourown @xocosplayluverxo and anyone else I may be missing, it’s your turn now!!!

#tag game #mutuals #not mlb

[mephinomaly]

[TL] Memories of a Doll/Chapter 3

Time: 2 hours later

Aira: Haa…haa…! I thought my heart was going to stop!

Today’s my day off, so I thought I’d sleep in late.

I never thought I’d be able to see Sakuma-senpai’s sleeping face so close up the moment I woke up!

Because of that, I got into a fluster, changed my clothes, and left in a hurry…!

Uuu. It’s an everyday thing, but I still haven’t gotten used to sharing a room with Tenshouin-senpai and Sakuma-senpai…! There’s a lot of happiness, but the pain is tenfold!

Pah, haa… (takes a deep breath)

Fuah. I’m calmer now. Only by a little bit…

Nn~. But, what now? I don’t have any plans, so I dunno what to do.

…? Is that park holding a flea market?

I wonder if there’s a partition I can buy to put in my room. If I surround my bed with them, maybe I’ll have some peace of mind…

Hajime: Thank you for your purchase…♪

Aira: Eh, is that-? What’s Shino-senpai doing here!?

Hajime: Ah, Shiratori-kun. Have you also come to check out the market?

Aira: Uhhh, yes. I was just in the area, and I was a little curious-

Not! Why are you at a flea market!? It’s dangerous for idols to sell their possessions you know!

Hajime: Dangerous…? Fufu, it’s nothing of the sort. It’s a very peaceful event.

Aira: No, it’s not that… There’s no security or sales staff either. Doesn’t it make you uneasy to think what might happen if trouble arises…?!

Gahh, I can’t really explain it to you Shino-senpai, but idol fans will scoop up everything here since they’re idol goods…!

Mitsuru: Are you okay, Hajime-chan? Somethin’ happening?

Adonis: It appears a customer is concerned about safety. Are any of our goods defective?

Aira: Owaa, Otogari-senpai and Tenma-senpai… You two came to the flea market too?

Hajime: Yup. Us three came together so we could sell our unwanted things.

After a while, once everything had calmed, Otogari-senpai and Mitsuru-kun went around the park and checked out some of the other stalls.

Adonis: I never thought Shiratori would be one of our customers. What did you say a moment ago…? That there’s danger around here?

Aira: N-no. If Otogari-senpai is here, there’s nothing to worry about! You’re way too intimidating!

If super brawny Otogari-senpai is here, no weirdo fans will approach us, y’know.

Mitsuru: ? Maybe I’m not gettin’ the full picture, but isn’t it better if there’s no problems at all~?

Ai-chan is better. We’re both here, right…? Y’know? Let’s go look at stalls together!

Aira: Is- is that okay? I mean, I’d love to join you, but surely I’ll be getting in the way?

Mitsuru: Getting in the way? Whadd’ya mean?

Ai-chan took the trouble to come here! Come onnn, you’re looking for real bargains too~☆

Aira: Wooah, alright then!

Adonis: Fufu. Tenma is having a lot of fun here.

By the way, Shino. Are sales doing well?

Hajime: Yes, it’s slow but I’m selling things off steadily.

With the way I’m doing it, I sell the products to whoever wants them.

It would be good if we could approach some people and advertise our stall to them. It feels like sales are dropping off a little.

We are idols, after all. It wouldn’t be good if we created confusion by standing out, and I really don’t intend to advertise things as “Shino Hajime’s belongings”.

Adonis: You must be getting tired tending to the stall, Shino. Could I lend a hand?

You can look around the grounds if you’d like. Everything has price tags, so I know how much to sell it for.

Hajime: Well, if you insist ♪

There might be some things that I need that other people don’t. I’ll take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity…♪

Adonis: Ah, yes, please enjoy yourself.

By tending to the store, I may be able to understand the feelings people have towards things. I want to do it.

Surely this experience will allow me to get a deeper understanding of animism.

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#ensemble stars #enstars #translation #adonis otogari #hajime shino #aira shiratori #mitsuru tenma

[a-student-out-of-time]

Peko's birth mother huh? She's really pretty.

Yeah...she’s beautiful.

...Nakamura?

Uhh...I-I mean, uh...right, you weren’t there for the story. Uhh, just to clear, I didn’t actually have sex with her.

_______________________________________________________

It’s okay, we all know.

Joking aside, she saved your life, didn’t she?

_______________________________________________________

Yes, she did. She was there for me when I had nobody else.

What happened? How’d you meet her?

*Sigh* It was back when I finally dropped out of Hope’s Peak. My mom was gone, I isolated myself from my friends, I had no career and I felt like I had nothing left to live for.

I was so scared of going home that I stayed in a hotel for a few days, but I felt like I was going crazy, so...I decided I had to talk to someone. So I hired a prostitute, just so I wouldn’t feel alone.

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*August 15th, 2011*

(This is stupid. this is so stupid, she’s gonna tell someone, you idiot. Okay fine, I just...won’t say anything.)

(What else are you supposed to, you dumb sack of shit? Someone’s gonna find out eventually, and then you’re gonna hang for what you did. Why don’t you do the world a favor and jump out the goddamn window?)

(Okay, you know what? Just...shut up. You need some company, you need to talk to someone, just to feel like you’re not alone. We’ll figure it out later, just...stop it. Stop panicking.)

(Even though you have so much to worry about, just...stop now. Stop....now. Nnnnow! Fuck, this isn’t gonna-)

*Knock, knock*

Oh, okay...that’s...probably her. Just...breathe...

*He takes a deep breath and opens the door*

Hey there~

H-Hi...come in, please.

How’re you doing today, sweetie?

Oh, y’know, just...hanging in there.

Hehe, aren’t we all?

So, what can I do for you?

Uhhh....d-do you want some dinner?

Huh?

Cuz...food’s nice, right?

Yeah, it is...not really what I was expecting though.

Still, I don’t mind. Are you making?

I will...do my best. You’re my guest, so it’s my treat.

That’s sweet, thank you.

*After a while, Kyoji returns with two plates of food*

It’s just curry rice, I hope that’s okay.

Of course. Thank you very much for the meal.

You’re welcome. Thank you for being here.

(Why’d you pick something spicy, idiot? If you guys have sex, that’s not gonna end well.)

(Like you were even gonna sleep with her anyway. What’s wrong with you, you disgusting sack of shit? Look at her, she’s an adult. You really do nothing but ruin people, like Deguchi and Kobayashi. Why’d you even call her then, you worthless sack of trash? She obviously doesn’t wanna be here.)

(What’s she thinking about right now? Probably what a dumb piece of shit you are and how much your cooking sucks, you worthless sack of-)

Hey...a-are you alright?

Huh...?

You look really upset about something. I-Is everything alright?

...

...N-No. Not really.

...

*Himari rushes over and hugs him*

It’s okay, just let it all out.

UUgggh...*sniff*....I-I’m sorry, I...shouldn’t be- *sniff*

Please don’t apologize for crying. It’s alright.

Would it help if you talked about it?

...I can’t. It’s...I ca-I can’t...it’s...it’s horrible. It’s all my fault.

...

No matter how bad it is, I won’t judge you, I promise.

...

...People died because of me...I’m a murderer...I’m a worthless, fucking murderous waste of trash...it’s all my fault, it’s all my goddamn fault and there’s nothing I can do to fix it, and I should’ve just...I should’ve left that fucking school! I should’ve listened to the others! I should’ve just fucking killed myself and been done with it! What the hell is wrong with me?!

...

*She takes his hand*

Hey. Come with me for a second, okay?

...o-okay.

*She leads him to the bed, laying down and cuddling up to him*

Comfy?

*Sniff* A l-little, yeah...

Good. You feel that? It means you’re safe here, with me.

First off, you’re not a worthless piece of trash, so please don’t say that about yourself, okay?

It sounds you did some bad things, sure, but you’re crying and apologizing over it, aren’t you?

I know what real monsters are like. They wouldn’t call themselves that, or even feel an ounce of guilt over what they’ve done.

But you do. That’s...a rare thing, from what I’ve seen.

But...

You don’t have to tell me what happened, but do you regret what happened? Would you fix it if you could?

…Of course I do. I’d fix everything.

And there you go.

But I...I just....I just wanted to help people...

I understand. And sure, maybe you can’t really fix what happened.

But you can promise to do better moving forward, right? You can still help people, while also learning from what happened and promising not to make the same mistakes again.

...What if I do though?

Then you keep trying.

...Is it really that simple?

No, nothing about it is simple or easy.

But I’m sure you can.

Does it really matter if no one gives a damn about me...?

I do.

...You don’t even know me.

*She places a hand on his cheek*

What’s your name?

I...N-Nakamura Kyoji.

Nice to meet you, Kyoji-kun. My name’s Matsugana Himari.

There, we met. So, do I get to say I care about you now?

Hehe. I...I guess you got me there.

...You’re really pretty, Matsugana-san.

Thank you.

How do you feel now?

Just...tired, I guess.

Yeah, I’m not surprised.

...Kyoji-kun? If you’re out of that situation now, that means you can move forward. You’re out of that school, living your own life and that means you can be whatever you want to be.

...

...Thank you. That’s...that really means a lot.

I’m glad.

*Kyoji hugs her*

Still tired? I don’t mind staying here with you a bit longer. I just hope it helps.

It does. Thank you, Himari-san.

Hehe. It’s my pleasure.

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I...really needed to hear all that, and she was there at the right time for me. I owe her a huge debt.

#danganronpa #sdra2 #Super Daganronpa Another 2 #dra #danganronpa another #nwpm #neo world program monitor #kyoji nakamura #mikako kurokawa #emma magorobi #himari matsunaga #a student out of time #DR #All Eyes On Me arc