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gemkun · 16 days

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anonymous said : Are your parents proud of all of your achievements? ( for Dr. Ratio )

⸻ the dawn rises , redirecting its rays from captivating lines to a query , recondite in its scarcity. closed , his tome resigns , providing the doctor with arrant focus , despite the address being a trifling matter entirely. one , that was seldom on his mind.

❝ they are. ❞ he states , as if it were gospel. after all , what child — what prodigal child , was not revered by his parents ? with all his accolades , all his accomplishments , all that he had done. why would there not be admiration intertwined ? ❝ ever since i showed promise , they have always been relatively proud. ❞ for the likes of veritas ratio , a detached lilt is hardly unusual. even if it involves the topic of family.

but his eyes harden , losing that lustre for only a moment. steering pupils to stray minutely — a smidge from the enquirer , as he ruminates silently. until recognition scolds to yield and revert to rationality’s path. ❝ since my embarkation , i have maintained little to no contact with them , but once i finish my work here , paying a visit is a feasible consideration. ❞

he ponders on the situation he envisions , regarding his return to home. an endeavour he would partake in , once his promise was fulfilled. or rather , when he would reclaim his birthright , sworn to him.

there must be a wrap — up , however , with time being a precious and limited commodity. ❝ do not be dismayed , being away from family for a prolonged amount of time is a common ordeal amongst all pioneers. besides , they did not hesitate to enrol me once the letter of admission was delivered to our doorstep. ❞

reinstated , neutrality restores the doctor to his prior impartial countenance , erasing any and all trace of so — called tells. ❝ you could argue that i am the embodiment of their lost ambition. ❞

#* ✦ 𝐈𝐈. ❮ asks ❯ ⸻ ❝#* ✦ 𝐈𝐕. ❮ isms ❯ ⸻ ❝#* ✦ 𝐕𝐈. ❮ muses ❯ ⸻ ❝ 「 veritas ratio 」#thank you anon for making me go into full blown introspection mode #im always hesitant with these things since im waiting for canon #but i do believe like ratio had a typical white picket fence family life #however i think where the strain came in is how he was idolised and not loved as a son #he felt completely alien because he didn't have anyone who understood him as well #and for a child to not have their parents understand them is devastating #he doesn't belong at “home” but where he does belong is somewhere he isn't allowed to go #supposedly #i also still need to work out if he had a sibling but if he did i strongly see him as the youngest #young prodigal child vs the average elder sibling is just something personal to me i think

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laniidae-passerine · 5 months

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Honestly I think Dean Highbottom has some shit to answer to as well. The mockery, the derision, the outright admittance that he was hoping Coriolanus would fail and the Snow family would continue to suffer. How someone who loathed the Games still treated a young man with cruelty because of the past, because of social divides that would be so easy to tear down. In the end, it wasn’t just Gaul who shaped Snow into the man he became. So bitter and hateful. So incapable of compassion and forgiveness. Just like his father. Just like his Dean.

#like yeah there were a lot of things questionable about Snow even before he was chosen as a mentor in the games #but like. damn. you didn’t even consider the idea he could be better than his father did you?#the way kindness could have unravelled some of the hate in Snow’s heart #listen to me tell you the horrible things your father did. listen to me tell you that you can be different. you are not the past.#the divides between us do not truly exist. look at the weapon in your hand. it is real. and it can do real damage #but if you never hate someone - if they never fool you into letting violence into your heart - they can never make you use it #it breaks my heart. how could you hate a ghost so much that you’d kill a child. I don’t know. but the Dean does. and so does Snow.#the cycles run and run until somebody stops. and burns some bread. and shares berries. and takes an arrow. and says no more. I love you #it is difficult. it could hurt me. it could be the very last thing I do. it may not even serve me well. but I love you. I love. always.#how pathetic hate makes you. how strong love makes you. like staring at the Dean and staring at characters like Haymitch #like two substance abusing men who know the system inside out. who are complicit. who are victims. both embittered and angry.#but one saw a child and decided to punish him for the past #and the other saw a child and decided - okay. it’s been 23 years. my heart hurts. I want to give in. I want to hate you. I want to not care.#I’m going to care anyway. I’m in so much pain. It’s killing me. I’m going to care anyway. about you both. it won’t be perfect. but I care.#and I’ll be here through hell. and I will fuck up. so fucking badly. because I’m still addicted and angry and god knows I have suffered.#god knows these hands are bloody and they always will be. but I will keep coming back. I will keep trying. I will still love.#and in the end I will write names in a book that belongs to you and I will find a little bit of peace in a house where the sun shines #and the geese make ridiculous noises in the yard. and love will have seen me through.#HAYMITCH YOU WILL ALWAYS BE FAMOUS I LOVE YOU MY IMPERFECT DARLING #dean highbottom #coriolanus snow #the hunger games #a ballad of songbirds and snakes #haymitch abernathy #thg #abosas #suzanne collins #SHE WILL ALWAYS BE FAMOUS

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my-thoughts-and-junk · 6 months

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Anyway I think the twist being the main character was what they despised all along fucks actually

#random thoughts #specifically in sci fi #what does 'robots don't deserve rights because they aren't human' become when you discover you yourself are a robot #not specifically this trope but i was thinking about the 'the little girl was a robot this whole time' twist in dbh and how it sucked #which is mainly because the whole relationship between the girl and her robot guardian was so heartfelt #was BECAUSE the girl was human and the robot was a robot #a child choosing her wires and bolts nanny over her flesh and blood dad because only one of them was family to her #also the twist tries to justify her dad's abuse of her like 'well obviously she's not REALLY his kid'#'you have to think about what he's going through' yeah shut up #also the twist doesn't really work when robots are already basically identical to humans #you could take any character in that game and go 'they were secretly a robot' and yeah sure ig #there's nothing DISPROVING it #now fallout 4. is also bad but let me think about the fallout 4 in my brain 4 a sec #i love the idea of a synth main character who doesn't know she's a synth #especially if she's bffs with valentine like. the contrast #between flesh and blood and nuts and bolts #also the idea of ss being nick's main advocate for his personhood BEFORE realizing she's also a synth #nick 🤝 nora: is this trauma mine or does it belong to me version 1.0 #nora replaying that memory of when her husband got shot like 'was that when i was me or did that memory belong to the original nora'#'or was it even a memory at all??? was it planted by the institute???'#and like there is no way of confirming you're a synth except post mortem #so she just has to like connect all the dots herself with no actual physical confirmation of what she believes is true #the institute was destroyed. any paperwork documenting who she actually is is lost to time immemorial.#and shaun isn't above making synths of. i almost said dead people #god shaun is really dead isn't he. that little boy is a ghost.#anyway back to the original topic #best twist is when there's a visible distinction between humans and robots AND it's known in the narrative #that more sophisticated forms of bots are being tested but not yet produced on a global scale #also if the main character either lacks empathy for robots or whose relationship with a robot character isn't built on the idea of #'look at us transcending social norms by being a human and a robot and being friends'

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theheadlessgroom · 7 months

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@beatingheart-bride

"I don't think she's ever mentioned how they met and married," he shrugged, thinking a little more about it-he wanted to say she may have mentioned in passing that they married after she took over the haberdashery, but even then, he wasn't sure. Minnie seemed to like gossip unless it involved her, and outside of complaining about her husband, she talked very little about her past.

"I'm sure it goes without saying now, but...I only ever want to marry for love," Randall smiled shyly, as he took Emily's hand in his, eyes full of quiet adoration as he gazed at her, his future wife. He hoped the two of them would have a long and happy marriage not only like they did in the future (how bittersweet it was to think that, even as ghosts, even when they were apart, they were still happily married, they still loved each other), but like his parents, who were happy together all their days, even in the face of so much discrimination from their neighbors.

"I never want to be that miserable," he continued, pale cheeks turning a soft pink as he gave Emily's hand a gentle squeeze. "And...I know I-we-never will be. I just...I can't see it happening! Even if I didn't know the future from what you've told me, I...I have a very good feeling that we'll always love each other, no matter what happens."

He punctuated this with a kiss to her knuckle, his heart skipping a little beat when he did so-theirs was a love that had already survived so many ages, and he believed in his heart of hearts that, even as they changed the future, it would stay that way.

#((it really does go to show that; doesn't it? every day is a surprise!))#((you take a gamble one day; and it goes on to change the trajectory of your life!))#((and you're absolutely right! june's heart belonged to wilhelm; even after his death))#((and although remarrying could potentially mean financial stability for her and randall))#((it'd fly in the face of her morals; like you said! even in death; she loved wilhelm))#((and still wore her wedding ring long after his passing; even if the public wasn't so discriminatory))#((towards where wilhelm came from; and by extension where randall comes from))#((i don't think she would've remarried then either-even if it were easier for her to find a husband))#((that wasn't discriminatory; i don't think she'd have done it!))#((i think also another reason for not remarrying is that she doesn't want the memory of her child's father))#((to be erased from randall's mind-his memories are few but he still has them-))#((i think she'd also feel that; even if her new husband treated her right; he may not treat randall right))#((and she doesn't want to potentially put her son at risk by bringing a bully into the house!))#((y'know; what if she remarried a widower who already had kids; and the new husband favored his kids))#((over his new stepson; or his kids treated their new stepbrother like dirt?))#((nope; she's not gonna do that. was it hurt? yes. would she do it all again? yes she would))#((because even if it was hard; it was all worth it for randall; and they still managed))#((and they still had each other; which mattered the most to them in the end!))#outofhatboxes #beatingheart-bride #V:Days of Future Past

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rearranging-deck-chairs · 1 year

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does anyone know of a story with a situation like this but the protagonist, or the character in lyra’s position, picks the mrs coulter’s side?

#its impossible with lyra i dont know if theres even fic where she does bc its so fundamentally against her character #if she did go along with this it'd just be part of a longer scheme against mrs coulter #but i wanna see what it looks like #also im thinking about tecteun and the child and division #bc i can imagine there were times like this #and i can imagine there were times like this where the child picked mothers side #'who you belong to'

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eorzeashan · 1 year

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something something eight reminds me of a wolf that keeper tried so hard to convince everyone was a dog so they wouldn't put him down and for the most part, performed that role admirably. but he was too strong, too fast, and too fierce that in the end those fangs were too long to hide. keeper tries again and again to keep him by the fire and by his side where it's safe and warm, but can't change what he was from the start and has to let him go when it's apparent that not even a muzzle or a lifetime of domestication can hold him back. so he leads him out into the cold, says one last time that he wishes he were a dog, and lets go of the leash. he prays he won't be hurt. he prays he won't be killed for being what he is. yet he cannot keep him.

the wolf loves him in return; he will remember him for all his days. but he does not look back when he tears off into the woods.

#swtor #oc: orradiz #cipher eight au #it really does remind me of those stories where a wild animal is raised from birth to adulthood and they still can't deny who they are #and then one day they're gone from your world and you hope someday to catch a glimpse of them again.#how odd to be a parent that calls forever for your child to return home only to know they belong in a place you can neither reach #or protect them from #I think Keeper genuinely wanted to ask him to come with him in retirement #but it's too late for that now #and if he meets another Cipher in the eyes #will they see themselves in him or will he be so far removed they cannot recognize him either #admin is also crying bc i have to see TWO parental figs deal with his loss!! i am in chronic pain

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llycaons · 1 year

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the idea that wwx would be completely integrated into the lan clan postcanon is one of those things that I genuinely understand people being into and respect and can see the appeal of (giving him a home and community that isn’t conditional is great) but personally I just can’t get on board with it. like, it’s about balance, I guess. I’d like to see lwj step out of his comfort zone too I‘d like to see them create something new that suits both of them.

I guess...for me cql is about the triumph of two people who are committed to each other and who make their own way in the world without compromising who they are, who defy the sects and hierarchy to stay true to themselves and their ideals. and this was illustrated so beautifully in the scene where lwj watches xxc and sl walk on together...the two of them united and independent. and lwj clearly wanted that very much and I think that would be most satisfyingly explored in a postcanon scenario where they create their own home. despite the groundwork laid I still don’t think CR the most hospitable environment or community for wwx and the only people who seem to actually like him are teenagers....I’d like him to be in a place he’s welcomed and can feel comfortable in, and not just because people are obeying lwj - isn’t that a conditional acceptance too? starting fresh is hard, but at least they’d be together, unlike every other time wwx needed to start again. and I think that support is what’s going to be the reason this would work this time around. he has a true partner willingly and actively stepping up to do the work

and on a less grand scale, wwx has this personal style he loves and this food he loves and these big expressions of emotion and physicality than he loves and the culture of CR may have changed but for the most part it seems like it hasn’t changed so much to really tolerate wwx’s....personality, ig, and lwj and the juniors being the only ones to encourage or indulge him seems like a really isolating and lonely way to live for him. I really do understand loving CR as his home and wanting to see him grow older in a safe place that he can belong to fully, and he definitely does need a home he can belong to unconditionally I just don’t think CR is the best place for that

#one of the few cql takes I cannot support but I totally get. everyone who loves CR endgame for wx I see you and I salute you #I also think this is more novel vs show thinking bc in the novel his relationship to LP is quite different #and it also ends differently - in the show he actually does leave and when they reunite it's not at CR and it's never stated they'll return #there. and I like that open-endedness #something something freedom vs. belonging #CR was good for lwj in a lot of ways he loves it there #I don't think lwj would ever leave his sect so I like to think they just relocated and went south to run another mini sect in gusu. o #or something? idk. I'm not super opposed to the idea it just doesn't feel perfect #THEY WOULD NOT BE FARMERS #farming is a ton of work and wwx associates it with literally the worst time in his life counting being tortured and being homeless #as a young child #also they are cultivators and teachers. they will cultivate and teach #and maybe adopt some kids. idk #cql txp

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vulturevanity · 2 years

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Going a little insane about Jesus in the manger

#babbles #babs is christian #christianity #GOD IN ALL THEIR GLORY #THE ONE WHO HAS EVERYTHING #WHO RULES OVER EVERYTHING #ABOVE ALL OTHERS. ABOVE ALL THERE IS #CAME DOWN SO LOW AS TO HAVE NOTHING #NOT A BED TO LIE ON IN HIS FIRST NIGHT #A BABY AT A TIME CHILDREN HAD NO RIGHTS #NO VOICE TO COMMAND. NO CROWN. NO SCEPTER. NO HORDES #FROM ABSOLUTE AUTHORITY TO ABSOLUTE HUMILITY #AND WHAT DOES THAT BABY TEACH US?!#TO RECEIVE THE KINGDOM OF GOD LIKE A CHILD #THE KINGDOM BELONGS TO THE LITTLE ONES!!!!!!!#GOD!!!!!#I LOVE JESUS

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starlightshadowsworld · 5 months

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This video is from 2021 but still holds true to this day.

It's of a Palestinian child telling an Israeli soilder to get off her land.

And this, this is unironically the biggest threat to Israel.

That the people of the world are not with them.

That they are exposed as the illegal occupation colonising land that does not belong to them, while they try to wipe out the indigenous Palestinian population.

A six year old child telling them this land isn't there's, that's what they are most afraid of.

50% of Gaza is made up of children like this.

This is who Israel want to wipe out.

Hamas even used a recording of 2 children speaking in Arabic and the Israeli soilders came running.

Not because they knew Hamas was there, but because they heard the sound of children and came running with their guns.

They are the terrorists.

They are the ones carpet combing civilians, killing Palestinians and Israeli civilians.

They are the monsters.

But they aren't feared.

#free palestine #free gaza #anti israel #anti zionisim #israel is a terrorist state #israel is an apartheid state #israel is committing genocide

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rosecreates · 4 months

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"This one is guarded sorrow. She saw herself as alone but in the end had the courage to share with another. She will make for a deep heart. Do not mourn her - she has finally been heard."

And to finish off, this quote by Her at the end of the Drowned Grey chapter in Slay the Princess befits Sylve.

#{oc info}#{oc: sylve}#sylve is a lone wolf. she's more guarded than you'd expect from her pretty casual demeanor. after being barely tolerated by humans-#and viewed as lowly by elves and then living her childhood on the streets of the outer city she isnt exactly the sort who-#lets others in very easily and shes first and foremost pragmatic. but she is a bit less distrustful than raven for instance. shes more...#optimistic. realistically optimistic. as a child she was less trusting because she was scared and focused on survival. but now that shes in #a safer environment shes trying to be more courageous. to try to reach out for small glimmers of hope. though she is a little jaded still #shes not very fond of the elites of baldur's gate for sure and is resentful a bit of humankind and elfkind. but she still tries to take-#the good things that she can get out of life despite how she doesnt feel like she belongs anywhere and feels more connection to animals-#than she does to humans and elves and such

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moralesispunk · 3 months

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I think you're either team ghost x civilian wife! reader where the rest of the 141 have no idea you exist or team they know and it's a very familial like and I'm the first one

simon who does everything he can to keep you his secret, even more so when your family starts to grow. when he's finished with a mission he will spend the next 48hrs barely sleeping, moving around to make sure no one is on his tail before making it home into your arms.

it's not that he doesn't trust the 141, but you and your family are far too precious to trust anyone with. you've heard the stories of all of the other men, are sure you would need only one look at them to be able to guess which man belongs to the many names he's told you over the years, but you're aware they don't know that you exist.

that on the rare nights simon ventures out to meet them for a sole pint between missions they think he's holed up in some bachelor flat back in manchester, perhaps with a string of women that come and go, but they couldn't be more wrong with his wedding band hidden under his gloves when he's home like now or safely in his drawer at home when he's on missions.

and it's not that he doesn't wish he could shout about you from the rooftops. everyone in your town knows that the big scary man whose face is always conveniently hidden in the shadows has a missus at home who brings your chubby babies to the toddlers and drops your kids off at school.

but the 141 don't know about you, not until enough time has passed since simon retired to consider it safe enough. simon with his aching joints and trembling hands, the ringing in his right ear and back pain that requires at least two, hour long soaks in the bath a week. simon the husband and dad who has butterfly clips in his hair and at least one nail painted from the game of hairdressers his oldest likes to play, a bright pink plaster on his knee to match the youngest, and one hand on your belly at all times with the third (and final in your opinion but simon is working on that) of your brood.

simon who is out for drinks with the 141 three years after retirement and slips and says something about moving house and the hassle, the rest of the men deciding they will help and so simon decides it's finally time. but he doesn't forewarn them about his family before the day, standing in the garden of your packed up house that your family has outgrown while the men stumble out of the van they hired only to stop dead in their tracks when they see you.

you who is waving in the doorway, a toddler on your hip and looking like you're about to pop while another child - maybe six or seven by their guesses - swings from simon's arm, with a dog jumping up paws on his chest. and like the man he is he doesn't explain, just jerks his chin towards the piles of boxes and empty moving van he's started to pack.

"think you can start making a move on that?"

a few hours later and still no explanation from simon, he's in the first van packed with all the furniture and bigger boxes with you and the kids and the guys follow behind, slack jawed and still confused as they stay speechless until they pull up at the new house.

they're still staring at you as you pile out of the first van and you're shaking your head, elbowing simon in the ribs and muttering a "put them out their misery, Si" and they swear they almost drop dead when they see how gently he handles you, an arm around your waist and a kiss to your temple as he guides you and the two gremlins towards the guys while the dog starts sniffing around its new home.

"fellas, this is the missus and kids," he says and you roll your eyes, holding out your hand towards them and introducing yourself by name, adding on the kids who beam up shyly at these strangers.

that seems to shake them out of it. john takes your hand first, shaking and turning to simon with a "you hide her away in case we try to steal her from you?" he winks and you and only grins wider when simon's hand on your hip seems to squeeze tighter. gaz and soap are bending down and coaxing your two girls out of their shyness, complimenting their light up trainers and asking if it makes them run faster before cheering them on as they run to the front door and back.

they set you up on a fold out chair and do all the heavy lifting as you point them and the boxes in their arms to their correct rooms. later, Simon treats them to dinner (a takeaway) and has you sitting on his knee with the girls in bed and for the first time he spends a night with the guys telling you stories of Simon "Ghost" Riley.

"they're lyin' love," he'll mumble in your ear at every story, "don't believe them do ya?" his hand strokes up your back, squeezing your neck.

"yeah, babe, believe you," you say while smiling at the men around your new dining room table, men who have saved your husbands life more times than he can count, and you find yourself curling closer to simon because of that

#simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley x you #simon riley x y/n #simon ghost riley x y/n #simon riley x female reader

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remi-thirsts · 7 days

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𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐂𝐓 !

pairing: gojo, geto, nanami, choso, and toji x fem!reader (separate) summary: when you catch them with a suggestive piece of clothing from your wardrobe... content: kinda suggestive, established relationships, toji has no shame at all, allusions to sexual themes, jerking off, pillow humping(?), roommates to lovers (for geto's) pet names, cursing. lmk if I missed anything. wc: 2.5k

♡ 𝐒. 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎

The house was awfully quiet when you arrived home with your shopping bags in hand. "Satoru?" You call out setting all of your stuff down. Nothing. No over dramatic gasps, no 'babyyyyyy you're back!!!!!!" Absolutely nothing.

Satoru hadn't told you he was going anywhere, had he? Sometimes the man talks so much that you drown out his voice, so you can focus on whatever you need to get done. Which means you could have missed something.

Or maybe he's asleep? Only, Satoru doesn't nap if it isn't with you. So... where could he be?

Before going deeper into your home, you remove your shoes and place them neatly on the wobbly shoe rack he built. He insisted he could build anything, when he'd never even picked up a screwdriver in his life. That's kind of what happens when you belong to a wealthy family, but you didn't want to hurt his pride, so you let him build it.

You tread quietly toward your bedroom in hopes of finding him there. The door is cracked open suspiciously, with caution you slowly push the door open, "Satoru are you- uhhh what are you doing?"

The man in question tenses up when he hears your voice. As if you hadn't seen him he hides your lace panties behind his back.

"I was uh," He does that little coughing thing to make him look less suspicious, but if anything it makes him even more suspicious .

"You were 'uh' what?" Satoru thinks you look like a mother scolding a child the way you stand with your hands on your hips.

"I- I was hah- are you really gonna make me say it, baby?" He looks so red, cute.

"Yeah, go ahead and tell me what you were doing snooping through my underwear drawer." He sighs, but it's soon replaced with a sneaky smile.

"Ineedednewjerkmaterial." He says all jumbled up and quietly.

"Speak up, 'Toru." A whine leaves his lips. What a little baby he is.

"I needed something to help me when I think about you while jerking off." He spoke clearly this time, so you stop teasing him.

"Well you can't use those ones, 'cuz those are my favorites. Let me find you a different pair." He's in shock the whole time while watching you dig through the dresser.

"Really? You're just gonna give me a pair?"

"Why not? All you had to do was ask. I'm sure you'll buy me more anyway, knowing you." He snorts at that. It's true, Satoru likes to buy you anything and everything, sexy underwear is no exception.

♡ 𝐒. 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎

You've noticed that some of your favorite bras have gone missing since you asked your roommate, Geto, to do your laundry when you get too busy. It was a little suspicious when he seemed more than happy to do your laundry, but who were you to think anything of it when he was making one less chore for you?

Sweet, little, and innocent you, didn't suspect that Geto could be the one stealing your bras, though. He's too much of a gentleman, you think. He always opens doors for you, lets you use the bathroom before he does, and when you aren't up to make something, he'll cook you dinner.

He's a picture perfect roommate so there's no way he could be the one. You'll still ask him his opinion on the matter though, because your bras are not cheap, and if they keep going missing you'll have to buy more.

It's Wednesday, which is the day Geto usually washes your laundry for you. There is a very important job interview you have to leave for in ten minutes so you rush to get your hamper to him.

"Suguru- I um I need your help with something." Geto cannot help but stare you down. You're dressed in a black blazer with a white dress shirt underneath, and a pencil skirt that should reach around to your knees, but because you had bend down earlier to pick something up, the skirt hiked up just a little bit.

"What's up, princess?" The first time he had called you 'princess' you just about had a meltdown. He told you not to think too much of it, it was just a nickname.

The smell of his lotion fills your nostrils and his hair is still wet from his shower. There's also no shirt covering his perfectly built body.

"Well.. uh. Some of my bras are going missing. Can you keep an eye out to make sure there's no pervert at the laundromat stealing my bras?" A chuckle almost leaves his throat. You are too cute for him, of course you wouldn't blame him for the disappearance of your bras.

"Of course, I'll keep watch." Since you are running short on time you give him a tight lipped smile and quickly make a run out of your apartment.

"Cute." Slips from his lips, although no one hears it.

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There's hope. The interview had seemed to go great, the woman interviewing you said she'd give you a call letting you know if you got the job or not.

To celebrate the potential job, you bought yourself a pint of ice cream on the way home.

When you unlocked the door you didn't even announce yourself, assuming he might have been out or napping.

Before going to your room, you grab a spoon from the kitchen in order to eat the deliciously sweet treat you bought for yourself.

Your room was at the end of the hallway so you would have to pass Geto's room to get to yours. As you walk past his room, you almost drop your spoon in shock when you hear your supposed goody two shoes roommate moan out your name.

A series of grunts and 'fucks' leave his lips after the sudden call of your name. Curiosity killed the cat, huh? Well you don't care enough to let that stop you. It's rude not to knock but when Geto's calling out your name like that you think you have plenty of reason to barge in.

"Suguru what are you-" You should have just went to your room. The sight you walked in on had you dropping your ice cream and spoon on the floor. Geto is not as innocent as you thought he was, not when he's got your favorite laced bra attached to his pillow while he fucks it like they're your tits.

You would think he'd have the decency to stop when you caught him, but you catching him only made him speed up, his hips snapping at an extraordinary pace.

"Fuck, princess. Didn't want you to find out like this. Shit- need your tits so bad." He cums with no shame over the part of the pillow that would be the crevice of your breasts.

You can't even be mad at him, it's hot, but you'll still give him a peace of your mind.

"Suguru! That's- that's my bra! And you- gosh you are so perverted!!!! I never would have thought-" It takes him a minute, but when he comes down from his high, he apologizes sincerely for taking your bras.

And now that you know he wants you just as much as you want him, you indulge in his fantasies of fucking your pretty tits.

♡ 𝐊. 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈

He was going on a business trip for a few weeks and took a pair or two with him so he wouldn't have to bother you.

It doesn't even register that any are missing either, because he picks the pairs that you don't care too much about. They don't have to be sexy, Nanami loves anything you wear.

The only reason he does get caught is because he allows it to happen.

It's the second week, day two of his business trip and he decided to have a drink with his coworker, which he never does, but he misses you and a drink would help, even if only for a little while.

Nanami's toleration is high, so one drink turns into seven and he starts to feel the effects around the 8th one, which his coworker cuts him off after that.

"Dude, that's a lot, even for you." He says to Nanami, which he has to agree with, but his drunk mind doesn't want to.

"'s not nearly the 'mount I drink when 'm at home." His coworker chuckles and pays his tab along with Nanami's. (nanami will pay him back in the morning when he's in his right mind)

Said coworker drops him off at his hotel room and makes sure he gets in okay, he also reminds him to, "Call your wife, she might get worried if she doesn't hear from you."

He will. He'll call you as soon as this boner goes away... just thinking about you along with the alcohol in his body has him hard.

He stumbles through his suit case looking for the panties he'd packed in there. A smile graces his face when he finds them, they aren't cute, at all by any means.

He chose them not because they're sexy but because they're just normal, meaning you wear them a lot more often.

His steps are heavy as he about marches to the bed he's been sleeping in for the past two weeks. His conscious starts screaming at him not to jerk off with your panties but in the end, his dick wins.

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It's about 11:43 pm when you receive a face time call from your husband. He called you earlier, telling you about his day, so you find it a little unusual for him to be calling at this hour.

When you slide the accept button, you're met with your husband's dick and your panties covering his tip. For a second your eyes widen trying to register what exactly is going on, once you do, arousal pools in your gut.

"What's this honey?" He strokes his dick faster when he hears your voice.

"Keep talking, pretty." He's completely gone, you notice. His cheeks flushed a pretty pink and his eyes rolled back.

"I see you have my panties, what's that about?" A low groan leaves his throat but it's cut off by his words.

"Knew I would miss you. Packed them in my suitcase." The chances of him remembering any of this in the morning was low. Nanami usually has a hard time remembering anything from when he was drunk.

So, being the tease you are, you take a screenshot of him in this state.

"Fuck fuck fuck, gonna cum, please keep talking, Honey." You do as he wishes, saying random little things to help him reach his orgasm. It happens so fast and he's got you rubbing yourself through your shorts.

"You still with me baby?" You ask after he goes quiet for a few seconds. It doesn't take a genius to realize that he was knocked out.

You

[image attached] pervert 😊 sent 11:58 pm

My love 💖

I'm not going to drink anymore on this trip. sent 7:39 am

You

You should, it's hot when I get phone calls from my needy husband 😝 sent 7:40 am

♡ 𝐂. 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎

He can't hide it. In fact, he gets caught before he even makes it anywhere with them.

Last night was another night shift so you got home at the dawn hours of the night. A shower and a hot pocket later you were in bed. You made the assumption that Choso had gone out to see his brother, since you didn't see him anywhere in the apartment.

The sound of rustling around awakes you from your sleep.

"Cho? Is that you, baby?" It didn't sound concerned or anything, just a sleepy mumble.

"Oh uh- yes. Hi, good morning." His words are rushed like a kid who's trying not to get into trouble for something they did.

Your pretty eyes peek open to see Choso digging through your drawer for something.

"What are you looking for, babe?" He starts to stutter and try to come up with something you'll believe.

"You were picking out a shirt for me in my bra drawer?" His cheeks turn a bright red as he tries to explain himself.

"It's not what you think-! Okay it is what you think... but I haven't been seeing you much, since you always work late so I wanted to take one of your bras..." He's so cute. Gosh how could you not give him one.

"Okay, pick one out and I'll tell you if you can take it or not. You have to bring it back later though, it's not for you to keep.

He shakes his head furiously fast like a bobble head, and you can't help but laugh.

Choso is the most adorable thing to walk this earth.

♡ 𝐓. 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎

He doesn't even try to hide it, AT ALL. Today was the day of your once a week girls night with your friends. It was usually just some karaoke and dinner and on the occasion; shopping.

Instead of the usual your girls had taken you partying at a club. It was fun to dance around with your friends and scream song lyrics while being slightly intoxicated. Luckily, you aren't the designated driver.

When you had clumsily slipped your shoes off in your drunken stupor you realized that it was quiet in the house.

Too quiet, even for your husband. Toji's definitely up to something, because he'd usually be waiting on the couch for you to return home, and he's not.

"Oh baby~" It's slurred tremendously but you still get it out. Silence returns your call, so you take it upon yourself to find him.

The first and most obvious place to look is the bedroom; you'll start there and keep going. The door was closed but you could still hear him. Upon contrary belief Toji is loud during sex. He probably couldn't shut up to save his life.

His loud groans and moans start to cut off meaning he must be close. Is he watching a video he's recorded of you? Potentially.

Most would probably leave their boyfriend alone to finish so he doesn't get embarrassed, but this Toji Fushiguro we are talking about; he does not care.

You slowly pull the door open only to find out that your husband is not in fact watching a video, but getting off to your panties around his dick.

"Tojiiii, without me?" It doesn't even click that he's using your underwear at the moment.

"Fuck- I thought you weren't gonna be back until-" You must have shocked the shit out of him, because he stops touching himself to check his phone.

"Oh. You're home on time." He throws his phone down onto the bed and sighs.

"Waita' minute," It finally registers that those are your panties he's jerking off too.

"Toji, why do you have my panties? Pervert." And to nobody's surprise, Toji gets off to that kind of stuff. He likes when you call him out.

"Hah- shit. Don't ask such stupid questions... are you gonna come over here and help me finish?" A little smirk covers your face as you walk over to the bed.

note: lmaoooo geto's got a little bit out of control

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