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etfrin · 5 months

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⤷❝Jealous, jealous girl | Coriolanus Snow❞ˎˊ-

⇢☾Warning: NSFW | Snow is his own warning, toxic relationship, jealousy, possessiveness, fucked up thoughts, toxic! jealous! possessive reader, bondage (eyes and hands), dom sub undertones, face riding, cunnilingus, thigh riding, riding, pinv sex, unprotected sex (wrap it dumbfucks), mentions of killing | lmk if I forgot anything!

⇢☾Pairing: young! president Snow x fem! reader

⇢☾Summary: being jelly leads to sexy times!

⇢☾A/N: hope y'all enjoy this!

previous installments of AM au: the study, mine to love, the quiet gift

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He didn't take account of your possessiveness when he decided to charm some of the elitists of the Capitol. It was his duty to keep them under his pocket whether it be with empty smiles or deadly threats. Though the latter might have been easier with how you were glaring at everyone who made a passing or suggestive comment towards Coriolanus.

Even with his arm around your waist, you pressed against him wasn't enough to satiate you. His presence wasn't enough to calm you down, not when you wanted to burn down everyone in the gala who looked at Snow with lustful eyes. He was taken. He was your husband. Yours.

Coryo didn't realize what was wrong, surely it was obvious that you were in a bad mood but that was no way to behave. He had to talk with his pet.

And he was planning on that when he entered the room, to see you on the phone, a call that you immediately cut and look at him with a smile that cut through his bones because he knew it was fake. It was a smile he had to wear a thousand times and now you were looking at him the same way.

“What was that call?” He asked roughly, his eyebrows furrowing, his fingers twitching, his mind already thinking of locking you up and wondering if you had found a lover. He- he-

“It was just-” You tilt your head, your mind already figuring out his thoughts, your first instinct was to lie. However, you knew better than that.

“I want to fuck someone over,” you said instead, blunt and straight to the point without any riddles so that your husband doesn't overthink it. He.. he felt himself calm down a bit. “Who?” He asked his mind at ease. Has someone hurt you? Insulted you? It was rare for you to take such actions, especially when Coriolanus made sure no one could mistreat you.

You bite your lower lip, wondering if you should lie. Snow hadn't seen your ugly side as much as you have seen him. But… perhaps it's about time he should and you were angry. At him and everyone who dared their lustful eyes and filthy hands on your man (You wanted to claw their eyes out, you wanted to cut their hand off for such a sin). Corio called you his dove, his pet, his property. But he seems to forget that he is also yours, your husband, your lover, your man. It was time to remind him of that.

You walked towards him until he backed up to the door, it was a position that you both knew except he was the one pinned for a change. “A bitch,” you ended up saying, your fingertips grazing his sharp jawline. His eyes widened, a familiar heaviness to his breathing and his pupils began to dilate. “Which bitch?” He said, turning his face away to focus and not kiss your pretty lips. “The one who couldn't take her hands off what's mine,” you whispered, your hands on his customized suit, pushing the fabric away from his shoulder and letting it fall. Then your fingers were busy twisting the buttons so you could see this man's golden skin, but the action was stopped when Corio softly asked, “Yours?”

Even if his tone was soft, you knew better than to believe it. Coriolanus Snow belonging to someone? He couldn't think of a worse joke, that just made you even more frustrated, so frustrated that you don't bother unbuttoning his buttons. You begin to rip them one by one. Coryo allows you to act in this manner, knowing that you need to deal with this in your own way.

“I am not yours,” he said, “I don't belong to you.” You wanted to slap the man. You never had a greater urge too before. You clenched your jaw, “You are.” Your hand goes to the pendant you always wore after your first anniversary. A necklace with his initials.

“It’s a two-way street, Coriolanus Snow. You're my husband, my man, and my lover. I am yours as much as you are mine,” your fingers grip the chain, “Or I can tear this from my neck and walk away.” Coryo was going to punish you for those words, there was no doubt about it. His eyes, those blue ocean eyes had anger in them now. How dare you threaten, Snow?

You waited for an answer, both of your chests heaving with passion waiting to explode. “Threaten to leave again, I'll break those legs of yours and chain you to the bed.” Your breath hitches from his words, the truth ringing in his voice. This insane man… you had no words to say so you didn't. You pressed him to the door, your lips clashing with his. For the first time, you didn't give in to the fight for dominance. Both of your teeth clashing, the tongues fighting in war and neither side winning but becoming a greater mess.

“You're a coward, Coryo,” you whispered as you were pushed back to the bed, neither of you giving up the fight to control the kiss. You refused to be underneath him for him tonight. Coriolanus Snow owned you and you wanted the taste of owning him. You manage to straddle him, saliva covering both of your chins from the messy kiss neither refusing to break.

“You- how dare you let her touch you like this,” you whispered, a hint of insecurity creeping into your sound. “They can look at you all they want, envy all they want but touch is reserved for me only. For me, Coryo. Next time it's brought to my attention that you let yourself be groped like that whether it be for your interests or Panem. Rest assured they won't be seeing the sun again and every inch of your skin that was touched…” You couldn't complete the threat, not when his eyes widened. Coriolanus felt like he was looking in a mirror.

“Don’t look at me like that,” you hissed, “There is a reason why we work out, sweetheart. It's not because of whatever formulas you have in your mind to control me, to have me. It's because I am just as insane as you, if not more but I have an infinite amount of control over myself.”

He was thinking, thinking of what you didn't know. You didn't want to know what epiphany had crushed the man from your honest words filled with ugly deep jealousy. You didn't want to let yourself wonder either if he would have preferred someone sane, someone less jealous and possessive. Someone opposite of him in every regard.

But Snow leans forward to kiss you. It's… delicate the kiss. A brush of his soft lips against yours, a grin blessing his face. “What?” You whispered, hesitantly. “You’re perfect,” he said, and those words did things to you, nearly enough to melt away your anger. Nearly.

“And your perfection is aggravating,” you said, with each word a kiss was pressed to his lips. “I love you,” you whispered, a wet kiss pressed to his jaw that went down the path of his neck to his pulse. Your hands shamelessly undress him. “But you truly vex me, Coryo.” you let out as you bite the spot of his pulse, sucking his life from his skin, formatting a bruise, marking him as yours.

“Calm down,” he grunts as he also undresses you, his touch on your heated skin damning you to hell. “I am here, pet.” Finally, both of you were unrestricted by clothes, lips clashing with each other as the hands roamed the body in a hurry. Neither of you was going to disappear, but the desperation as if one of you would slip away like sand clawed at both of your minds.

You didn't reply to his reassurance, you pushed him till his back was pinned on the mattress and he let you. For once you were in control and you had no idea what to do with it. You bite your lip, pondering what should be the next course. You wanted to ride him, you wanted to kiss him. You wanted him to regret it. But most importantly you wanted him to realize he is addicted to you too, as you are with him.

So you pulled back, ignoring the flash of confusion on his face, and went to the closet to pick out two ties. One red, another black, both gifts from you. Coryo raised his eyebrows but indulged you without saying a word, knowing that he would get you back for it. You let him sit up, as you tied his hands together behind his back and then tied the blindfold around his eyes.

“Let me play with you today, Coryo,” you said, “It will be fun.” Coryo replied with a warning, “Do not cross the line.”

You were never an obedient pet. You placed your cunt on his thigh, your folds soaking with arousal, your walls needing his cock but you ignored the want as you began to grind yourself slowly against the tense muscles of his leg. “Coriolanus Snow, the perfect man, the perfect student, the perfect president. Tell me Coryo, would you consider yourself a perfect husband?” “Sweetheart,” he warns you, not ready to hear whatever criticism you want to spew. He could never be a perfect man, perfect in the sense of good and bad. He couldn't but that doesn't mean he has to face it.

“I think you are,” you whispered to his ear, causing him to relax visibly, it was rather pathetic how quickly your admission of yours made his cock fucking hard, harder than before. Your pussy continues to grind against his thigh, your hips rolling at a relaxed pace as you coat his skin in your juices. “You’re perfect in every sense of the word,” you praised him, your lips set on creating multiple shades of mark on his shoulder and collarbone.

He didn't need your words, he didn't know your praises yet a groan escaped his lips. His breath is heavier than before as your grinding gets faster. “Let me see you,” he whispered, and you wanted to deny him. You did but you knew he wanted to know if you were lying, manipulating him in any manner and you weren't cruel enough to play that game with him. You took off the blindfold from his eyes and the vulnerability that showed in his blue eyes made you so wet, your pussy clenching around nothing and he could feel the spasm on his thigh.

His eyes search yours for a hint of a lie, he doesn't find any. Both of your lips met for a kiss, knocking us breathless as you wrapped your arms around his neck and began to roll your hips faster on his thigh, getting close to a high. Meanwhile, his cock was leaking onto his abs, thick goops of pre-cum that you swipe on your fingertips and lick as you don't give any attention to his length. A sound you couldn't classify leaves Coriolanus's lips as he watches you taste himself.

It felt perfect, you teasing him like this. You are in control, despite Coriolanus' not-so-subtle attempts to get rid of the knot that tied his hands together. ‘I am in control, love,’ you wanted to say but you bite your tongue instead and sucked on the sweet spot of his jaw. “Wanna sit on your face,” you whispered to him.

“Fuck, fuck, dove” he cursed before he nods. You maneuver him into the position, your cunt mere inches from his greedy mouth that had already started teasing your folds with kitten licks that you mewling with need. “Coryo,” you whispered, pleading to be completely honest as you lowered yourself down onto his face. His tied arms above his head, your fingers laced with his (the safe word being three squeezes if you end up suffocating him). Your pussy finally reached its destination, finding his lips and his tongue. The slaughter of your sanity had begun.

He was so messy with this, it surprised your soul. His licks weren't long and calculated per usual but short, teasing like that had you bucking your hips onto his face. You try to be careful, you swear you do but all was lost in your hazy pleasure. You moan his name, again and again, and Coriolanus gets high off it. The power you hand him without realizing, the control you give him of your pleasure.

“Coryo!” you cry out, your movements getting fervent. You were close to snapping from riding his thigh, from the high and adrenaline of the situation. It wasn't hard to shatter, your cunt gushing out juices as your walls began to spasm. The orgasm turns your bones into jelly but you have work to do. You have shattered but you yet hadn't broken Snow.

Coryo hums against your folds, licking all the juices up, nipping and kissing your clit with such attention, it sends shivers down your spine. You pulled yourself off of his face, and your pussy begins to ache again because of how debauched he looks. His mouth gasping, his face shining with your arousal all over his chin, beads of your juices dripping down his skin. You closed your eyes, getting your senses back to you.

You let out a shaky breath yourself and you bring him back to a sitting position, one of your hands on his nape and another finding his cock. He lets out a groan of relief and pleasure as you squeeze his girth with your fist. You stroke his cock several times and coat his length with his pre-cum. “Gonna ride you, baby,” you whispered to him, your lips meeting his, and you moaned into his mouth as you tasted yourself.

You placed yourself on his lap, one of your hands going to his tied wrists, playing with the knots unaware that a lot of it has come loose. You don't even realize it as you were too busy sinking on his cock, your other hand in his hair, gripping the blonde curls rather roughly.

Coryo leans forward, pushing his face between your breasts, his tongue licking stripes of your salty skin and his teeth digging into the sides of your supple flesh making you let out a sharp moan. Your hold on his hair gets tighter, as you adjust to his twitching length inside of your sensitive walls. His lips catch the pendant, the only thing you are still wearing. You look down to watch him suck the ‘S’ in his mouth and you whimper from the sight, your pussy clenching around his cock.

By now your fiddling with his tied wrists had completely untied the knots, something you didn't realize as you became drunk on him. You place your head on his shoulder as you begin to roll your hips. Snow lets you control the pace, not letting you know he is free of his bounds. He takes and takes whatever you give him even as his balls tighten with the urge to come. He bites his lower lip to stave off the urge. Second by second, minute by minute passes as your bodies get hotter and hotter, waiting to burn the brightest.

“Coryo,” you begin to whisper, “You're mine, right?” This time the insecurity in your voice was clear, something that would make you cringe later. This time Coriolanus takes control.

His hands find themselves kneading the flesh of your hips, stopping you from fucking yourself on his cock. You freeze in surprise, your eyes widening. “It’s our wedding ring I wear every day. If that doesn't hold any value to you. Don't you dare ask me that question again?”

“Now fucking cum on my cock, pet,” he said, his eyes turning into snake-like slits, “Don't think I'll forget of your behavior tonight, baby.” You swallow nervously, but Coryo says he is yours, not in those exact words but it was Coryo, he was never known for straight words anyway.

You begin to ride him again, picking up pace as you keep slamming down on his cock, his cockhead kissing your cervix from this position. Your hands go to his shoulder to use as leverage as you continue to fuck yourself on him. “My love,” you moan as you felt yourself getting close over the edge, from how his dick was throbbing inside your cunt, you could tell he was close too. He wedges a hand between the both of your connecting bodies and his fingers find your puffy oversensitive clit and he begins to play with the bud making you cry out.

“That's it, dove,” he whispered, smirking, “Cum on my cock, you're the only one in this entire universe with that privilege.” You whimper, feeling your pussy spasm on his cock repeatedly as all the tension leaves your body. He shallowly thrusts into you, fucking you through your orgasm.

You turn into jelly on his lap, your cunt twitching occasionally from oversensitivity. He turns you over so you are laid down on the bed, and he hooks up your legs on his shoulders.

He leans down, his hand gripping your jaw as his lips brush against yours and he says, “Time for your punishment, doll. You had your chance to indulge, my pet. It's my turn now.”

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delicatereader · 6 months

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I need you (stephen!hayden x reader)

• summary: Stephen is a little rusty in sex and needs some help

• warnings: well smut

• a/n: this is about hayden/stephen not the actual one. I didn't go deep with the smut bc I am just getting the hang of it so yea. enjoy! (btw I haven't proof read it so there are mistakes...

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You've had an exhausting day at work, unfortunately you have to work overnight. All you want is a get away from this shit. There were only few others with you left. You peacefully working in your space, reading reports in your spinning chair when Stephen comes in.

He hastily grabs a chair and pulls it next to you to sit. You ignore him because you what was coming, he's gonna rant about how everyone thinks he's gay and no one likes him. You didn't think that way, you've had a cute crush on him for a while but didn't do anything because you worked with him and didn't have the time. You've always liked the way he talks and his glasses (you found them slutty and hot).

"What do you think of me?" he asks

"What do you mean?" you try to confirm, still reading the reports

"What do you think me?"

"You're kind, generous and hard-working!" you reply looking at him

"No like what do you think of me?" he repeats

You let out a harsh sigh annoyed.

"Like physically, do you find me attractive?" he blurts out

"What?" you respond in surprise

"Like am I attractive?" he asks again

"Yeah? why? did someone say anything to you?" you ask him concerned

"No..." he drags

"Spill" you demand

"Ok! It's been a while since you know..." he says

"What? I don't know"

"Since you know!" he looks at his pants and back up (twice)

"Sex?" you answer

"Shhhhh!" he silences you, making you giggle

"Someone will hear you! But yeah since I had sex" he continues

"So you want to start having sex again?" you ask

"Well yeah! It's been a long time" he admits

"How long?" you ask curiously

"Ummm...2 years?"

"What!? 2 years?! omg!" you yell whilst whispering

"I'm a bit rusty..." he says

You scoff as a response, "you will be"

"Oh shut up!" he responds

"Can't belive it! 2 years!" you laugh out loud

"Yep..." he says embarrassed, nodding his head

"Ok I won't laugh! I promise! you speak" you take a deep breath

"So everyone thinks I'm gay, I accidentally let people- no men stick their tongue down my throat and the girls I get run away when they hear the gay rumours" he explains his situation

"Well they just haven't seen your search history! trust me your straight!!" you confirm for him.

He leans back on the chair shocked

"How do you know my search history?"

"The other week you left early and forgot to log out. I did it for you" you smile at him proudly

"Anyways what am I supposed to do about this? I have some friends who might be interested..." you advise resting your head on you palms.

"No" he replies instantly

"Then?" you ask raising your eyebrows waiting for some details

"I need you" he mutters

"What?" you yell in shock

"You. I mean I don't know anyone else better. I'm close to you so it won't be that awkward!" he explains further

"What?! I can't!"

"Yes you can. Nat, Smith and Jade are leaving right now" he says placing a hand on your lap

"What?" as you respond you hear an elevator reach your floor seeing your colleagues leave

"It's just us! please!" he begs. You could see the desperation in his eyes.

"If I agree to this..." you drag

"I'll owe you a million" he offers

"Fine" you shrug even though you've wanted him for so long, you put on a act.

He instantly gets off the chair and kisses you

"Is that ok?" he asks

You nod in response

His kisses get more passionate and confident. His lips are awfully soft. His hands travel from your lap to your cheeks. He starts to kiss your neck, but whilst leaving a trail of kisses from behind your ear to you collarbone you get up and turn so he is in the chair. You're sat on his lap legs on both sides of him. He slips his around your waist and let's them travel your back and slip through your hair.

You pull his dark blonde curls, making him whimper. "You like that?"

The only response you got was a moan.

He starts to unbutton your shirt kissing your chest and around your bra. You follow his actions and pull his shirt off. He takes your bra off and kisses your breasts.

You slowly start to grind on him, making his head fall back in pleasure. "Fuck y/n!"

His breath starts to get heavier. He pulls his hand from your waist to tale off his glasses. Suddenly, you stop him.

"Whay are you doing?"

"Taking of my glasses?"

You lean against his mouth with a smirk

"The glasses stays on" you demand

"You have a thing for glasses?" He asks, locking his lips with a smile and carrying pire lust in his eyes.

"Shut up!" you say rolling your eyes at him whilst giggling

"We'll see who needs to shut up after this" he says with a mischievous smile leaning back in to kiss you

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sugawhaaa · 8 months

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-Gaon One-shot

Hot summer day

Warnings: smut

Genre:blow job, handjob, over stimulation, fluff to smut, praise

Pairing:sub!Jiseok x dom!fem!reader

A/N:I completely forgot to post this 😨 sorry 😭 ik smutty Gaon fics are very popular on my account bc Jiseok biased are fucking crazy and horny (I'm a Gaon biased)

You sat on the floor of the living room with your boyfriend as he played his guitar. You were on your phone just scrolling around listening to him play. You glanced up at him again to get another look at him in his loose tank top that hung low as he bent over to look at his guitar. You peer down his shirt before going back to your phone.

"Gah! It's too hot! I can't focus~" Jiseok groaned as he swung his arms around. Currently the AC was broken in mid July so everyone was dying from the heat.

"Jiseok-ah you're literally sitting right in front of the fan." You chuckled as the fan blasted air into Gaon's face. He grumbled as his face got hotter. You then noticed his eyebrows furrow for a minute before returning to normal. "You okay babe?" You asked as you leaned closer to him.

"Me? Yeah I'm fine~" he said as his ears went pink and sweat dripped down his face.

"You look really hot, are you feeling okay?" You asked as you went closer to him. You were on your knees right in front of him as you extended out a hand.

"N-No! I'm fine, just hot…" he said looking away from you.

"Jiseok don't lie," you said as you sat on the heels of your feet. He then covered his face in embarrassment and he curled up, tucking up his knees. "What's wrong?" You said as you patted his head.

"This weather…it's making my body act weird and I don't know why!" He whined and you looked at him confused.

"How so?" You look at him concerned.

"You know what I mean…" he covers his mouth after he speaks. You tilt your head before shaking it. "I keep getting boners for no reason." He blushes as he awaits your reply.

"That's natural," you chuckle.

"It is?" He looks confused.

"How do I know this but you don't?" You laugh and Jiseok shrugs. He sets his guitar away and listens to you. "I'm not sure of the details but usually the weather affects the consistency of them," you explain and he looks to the side. "You can put your legs down you know," you chuckle and his face gets even more red.

"N-No! It's embarrassing," he shys away from you.

"No it isn't," you shake your head and Gaon reluctantly puts his legs down. "Do you want me to help you~?" You say seductively and Jiseok looks at you shocked. He just lets out a bunch of stutters before clearing his throat.

"Would you do that?" He seems confused and you nod. He blushes and looks back at the floor. "You have to be in charge though…" he covers his eyes and let's you come over to him.

"You're so cute when you're shy~" you teased as you placed your thighs at either side of his hips, your face inches away from his.

"Please stop teasing I can't take this," he says as he covers his face again and you decide to be nice for once. You slipped off his shirt and started biting at his neck and he instantly lost himself. His hands wrapped around your body as he released soft whimpers from his throat. "My skin feels like it's on fire~" he chuckled as his hands went to your hair. His fingers twisting the strands between each other. You then started licking his chest and he started moaning quietly.

"Lay down," you gently pushed him down and he listened well. You pulled down his shorts and boxers swiftly. To get faster access you all brought them down only enough for his dick. He squeezed his eyes shut and seethed softly. Without warning you slipped your lips over the tip of him and he gasped. His body launched forward with a jerk and a moan. You knew how eager he was for this so you decided to just give it to him straight. He seemed to greatly enjoy considering the way his body squirmed beneath your movements.

"It feels so-so good," he whimpered as you fit his whole length into your mouth, your tongue swirling around him the whole way up. "I already feel so close~" he whined as his hands gripped your hair as you started moving your mouth. His moans increased and his body started shifting and tensing beneath you. "Y/N-ah~" you grabbed his hips and pulled him closer to reveal new heights for him. To none of your surprise hot liquid shot down your throat so much that you lightly choked. You slipped his cock out of your mouth before swallowing his cum. The texture of it going down your throat always felt ethereal. A little bit of his load dripped from your lips along with some of your own spit. You looked down to see Jiseok covered in his cum. All over his thighs, his hips, even up to his stomach.

"Are you okay baby?" He sat up and wiped some of the liquids off your chin. You nod before pinning him back down again.

"I'm not done with you yet." You said with lustful eyes. You kissed him and the mixed flavors of cum, his saliva and your own made your taste buds dance of pleasure. To be honest, your throat and jaw really hurt but you weren't going to let a few sore joints prevent you from making him cum in your mouth again. He hardly got time to come down from his high so he was already very sensitive to your touch. You slid his entire length into your mouth again and he choked on his moan.

"Your a-always so good to me babe~" Jiseok praised as his hands ran through your hair. Your hand then crept up to his base and started teasing it. "Ah-ah~ baby that's so-" he cut himself off with another moan as you bobbed your head faster. His back arched up and he rutted his hips into your mouth. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry I just-I can't take this~ah~" he was a wreck under your touch and suddenly you felt his orgasm building. You let him release a little in your mouth but you didn't want all of it in your mouth again.

The rest of his load spilt onto himself while the little bit that was in your mouth was now pouring from your lips slowly. "That felt so amazing my love~" he panted beneath you.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it~" you cooed as you crawled up to him and grabbed him in a hug. You then slid your hand down his torso and back to his cock.

"Oh god-baby what are you doing?" He panicked and sat up.

"I'm not done," you said softly as you slowly moved your thumb on his tip as the rest of your hand wrapped around him. Little whimpers escaped his lips.

"Oh babe I don't know how much more I have in me~" he whimpered softly.

"Just a little more dear," you started moving faster and going down his whole length. He did look like a wreck…He was sweating like he was in a sauna for the past 2 hours and his hair was tangled and spread everywhere, he gasped for air like his life depended on it. It wasn't long after that he came all over your hands and the floor.

"I…I didn't mean to make that much of a mess…" he blushed before you laid down on top of him.

"Feel better now?" You smiled up at him.

"Yeah," he said as he panted and held you close. "Much better."

#xdinary heroes gaon #xdinary heroes #xdh imagines #xdh smut #xdinari hero fanfic #xdinary heroes fluff #xdh #xdh fluff #xdh x reader #xh gaon #xh jungsu #Spotify

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spar-kie · 6 months

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That New Melia Design

Or How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love The Rejuvenation Brainrot

So! People are dissecting the new Rejuv 13.5 trailer and I would like to add my bit to the fray on account of I have terminal illness of Melia, she is my all time favorite. And the new design she's got has raised my eyebrows.

And a lot of credit to @tlozypaka-tina bc their post really got me thinking more in depth about this design rather than just thinking it just a new design for the new version.

So first, that new design! Let's take a peek at it!

(Bear with me on the resolution being bad, it's a screenshot of a small part of a YouTube video)

And before we continue, let's just compare all of Melia's previous designs (plus throwing Emma in there for kicks)

Now, something important to note for all of Melia's designs (except for the Terajuma design) is that the primary color on them is white. Her first, fourth, and fifth designs all have white shirts, and her second design in Emma wears a white robe with a white bow. Her previous Terajuma design had her shirt be grey but there was a bit around the collar that was white.

Though it would take more time to say what this symbolism this has for Melia (if any, and this isn't just a motif for character design), we can contrast it to the new design shown off in the trailer, which (despite the monochromatic color filter) we can tell that she's wearing a darker shirt. It almost looks like a darker version of her first outfit given the design of the shirt and the exposed bra/tank top straps. Though of course her hair is too long for it to be a re-do of that design. Not to mention the eye shadow, which is something none of Melia's current designs have. It seems to be the same shade as her shirt too.

Also worth noting is that the expression looks far more smug and self assured than any of the expressions of Melia's other designs. And while on this blog we support girlbosses and women who know how capable they are, this is something worth noting. Going back to tlozypaka-tina's post their friend Vance notes that the expression here is similar to that on Melanie's vs sprite.

So, what's the thesis of this post?

Honestly this is a jokey way of putting it but I think it puts it best, between the smug look (being similar to Melanie's vs sprite) and the darker colors of the design, I think we're getting some kind of evil Melia, for lack of a better term.

EDIT: Everything below this point is based on speculation that happened due to me straight up missing Melia's powered up design. I have no good reason for this, I checked the Chapter 12 folder where it is. But I'm keeping it in the post just bc I don't like deleting stuff.

Now, to get into some baseless speculation here, I can already hear some people going "Hey wait, you forgot Melia's powered up design!".

And I'm glad you noticed dear reader, I sure as hell did. When I was gathering the different Melia designs I snagged them from the DeviantArt stash where Zumi posts all the character designs. I didn't grab powered up Melia because she wasn't there (I grabbed the pic above from the Fandom Wiki).

Now I would normally chalk this up to there being dozens of pieces of art in Rejuv and it's easy to forget to upload one, except for the fact that I swear this used to be there! I could be remembering wrong, or... there could be plans for this design when 13.5 drops that involve a redesign that will only be revealed when it's out. Related to the design of Melia we saw in the trailer? I dunno, but it's worth noting since I found it.

#pokemon rejuvenation #pkmn rejuv

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babydaddyleorio · 3 years

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Hiiii you're work is amazing I adore it 💖❤💗idk if I'm doing this right but i wanted to request ofc if I can and if you have time for: draken or mickey and his s/o being super lovey dovey (kisses and hugs) behind one of the tree 🌳 in the toman meeting and like takemitch or anyone seeing them and they're shook bc they are the opposite (soft/bad boy) it can be sad at the end like her dying anything I'm I am a Sucker for fluff to angst

If you don't understand or don't want pls ignore this 🙂I don't want to make u uncomfortable kisses 💋💋❤❤

I loveee writing fluff to angst, and thank you so much that means a lot! 💕

Warnings: unedited, angst, possible spoilers (?)

There was just something about the way Draken looked at you that always seemed to put you in a state of ease.

You noticed Draken’s hands first, calloused but warm as they gently laced together with yours whenever he stood beside you. Next came his mouth, where his lips curled into a content smile every time you began rambling about the random things that lived within your mind. And Lastly, the thing that really plummeted you into tranquility was the way that he looked at you- eyes shining in adoration and so focused on you because he wanted to take in every single detail of the art that stood before him.

Draken was never one to hide these adamant feelings for you either. In fact, when you finally confessed to him after months of compressing your love, Draken laughed quietly under his breath before tenderly placing his palm against your cheek and muttering a small “took you long enough” into the air.

Draken cared deeply for you and not a day went by where you didn’t feel the exact same way.

“Oi, why are you looking at me like that?” Draken asked while turning his head towards you, his eyebrows furrowing at the dopey grin you had across your lips. You sighed gleefully before shaking your head and slowly leaning it against one of his broad shoulders. The tree the two of you where sitting under started to sway slightly in the wind, and the sudden breeze caused Draken’s long hair to fly straight into his face, making him instantly regret not braiding it up today.

“Just thinking about how you’re head over heels for me.” You replied coyly and Draken scoffed loudly at your bold claim.

“And who said that?” His voice was deep as he tilted his head questioningly, too stubborn to admit that your words were actually true.

You loved whenever you got the chance to tease Draken about how soft he’d become for you, especially because he was always so easy to fluster. You had always wondered how such an infamous delinquent could be such a pushover whenever it came to you.

With that being said, It was no secret that you and Draken were complete opposites: Draken liking to engage in petty gang fights and eagerly painting ink across his body, whereas you tended to be sweet and nice to others all while dabbling in mellow things that weren’t nearly as vulgar as what your boyfriend did. Everyone saw It as you chasing the bad boy when you first started to date Draken, and even though you could admit that he did have a notorious reputation, his tough guy act would still drop whenever you came around to show you his softer side.

“Hey…” You trailed suddenly into the air which instantly caught Draken’s attention. He looked down at you with curious eyes as he hugged you closer to his side.

“Yeah, what’s the matter?”

“You forgot, didn’t you?” You asked while gazing up to his face, and Draken was left clueless to what you were referring to.

“Forgot what?”

“To give me a kiss today, duh.”

Draken rolled his eyes at your response.

“You’re such a dork.”

“I’m waiting…” You sang your words while pointing and wiggling a finger towards your cheek and Draken sharply turned his head to the side so you wouldn’t see how bashful he had become at your sudden request. He quickly closed his eyes in hopes that you would forget again, but after listening to your continuous chants and relentless teasing, Draken found himself opening them again while throwing his head back and sighing in annoyance.

“Fine.” He gave in with a grimace, but butterflies were secretly swarming in his stomach since he had an excuse to kiss you now.

Draken leaned his neck down to place a kiss on your forehead, and then one on your temple, and then your nose, and then...

You abruptly busted out laughing once Draken had begun to pepper your face with wet, slobbery kisses.

“Ew, your kissing privileges have been revoked!” You shouted while trying to dodge and rub your face clean of his slob.

“But I loovveee you.” He mocked with a chuckle while still planting his lips all across your skin. You wiggled in his arms as laughs tumbled out of your mouth and you soon found yourself yearning for moments like these to simply last forever.

And as If the universe could hear your thoughts, a branch loudly snapped from behind you, causing both you and Draken to pause and see a wide eyed Takemichi with a look of instant regret spread across his face.

“Takemichi, what are you doing here?” Draken mumbled with his lips still puckered against your cheek, a very embarrassing way to be caught one would think.

“Ah, say cheese!” Mikey exclaimed happily while peeking his head from behind Takemichi’s back and snapping a picture of the scene before him.

“Mikey, what the hell?!” Draken fussed while moving himself back and rubbing his eyes from the sudden flash that hit them. The picture slowly slid out of the camera’s slot and Mikey grabbed the polaroid soon after, shaking it slightly with a mischievous grin.

“Aw, Kenchin looks so cute, doesn’t he Takemichi?” Mikey cooed teasingly while shoving the picture into Takemichi’s face which caused Draken to feel a vein pop out on his forehead.

“Give that to me, right now.” Draken gritted with a narrowing gaze, but Mikey only clapped his hands together with closed eyes.

“If you want it you’re going to have to take it from me!” Mikey smirked while wiggling it in front of.

Draken immediately jumped off the ground and ran towards Mikey with his hands balled in fists, shouting and swinging his arms while Mikey laughed loudly in response.

Takemichi saw that you were still sitting under the tree and he awkwardly apologized for interrupting you and Draken. He then turned on his heel to leave, but just before he made it too far, he moved his head to look at you over his shoulder.

“You may already know this, but Draken really loves you, y/n.” Takemichi grinned with his hands shoved in his pockets and a happy glint shining across his eyes. You were taken back by his abrupt statement about Draken, but you quickly regained your composure just as soon as you lost it and smiled back at him.

“And I love Draken too, Takemichi.”

The happy vision of Takemichi standing in front of you slowly faded away, and instead of being in front of Toman’s hangout with Draken and Mikey still gleefully chasing each other, you now found yourself under a gloomy sky with rain trickling down to coat your exposed skin. Reliving memories always filled you with a sense of peace, but one could only be stuck in the past for so long until they finally had to be brought back to reality.

The grey clouds slowly moved across the bleak sky as you stepped through the muddy puddles on the pavement, frowning your lips at how ugly this day was.

You wished that things had turned out differently, you truly did. You wished that Draken had escaped the plague commonly referred to as Toman, as well as been able to defeat the vile monster otherwise known as Tetta Kisaki.

Draken had unfortunately been cornered and trapped in their game like a powerless mouse, leaving you all alone and contemplating the past in the end.

A long sigh left your mouth.

You always hated cemeteries.

Draken had been on death row for years now, and it was all thanks to Kisaki. You had done everything within your limits to stop the persecution of your lover and try your hardest to turn in Kisaki for the wrongs he committed.

But all of it was futile in the end.

Draken’s funeral was today.

Everyone had already left since the burial had ended a while ago. They had stayed as long as they could, consoling you and paying respects to their old friend. You thought you were finally alone as you glared towards the ground, but you stilled once you felt Takemichi suddenly place his hand on your shoulder.

“You alright?” He asked while slowly shifting his eyes towards you, wincing slightly at how vacantly you gazed at the tombstone next to your feet. After seconds had passed, Takemichi noticed that you chose to remain silent towards his question, as well as how you continued to let the rain pour down and cascade all over your body. Takemichi cautiously stepped closer to you and raised his umbrella in the air so that it now sat above your head.

“Why couldn’t things have turned out differently?” You wondered out loud softly, It being a rhetorical question since you knew there wasn’t an answer in the world that could possibly appease you at this moment. Takemichi frowned while looking away, hating that you weren’t in the happy state he had grown to know, but instead now a blank and broken one.

You hesitantly looked down at Draken’s name that was engraved in the large stone sprouting from the wet and muddy ground.

“He’s really gone.” You said quietly, but before you knew it your bottom lip had begun to quiver and you stepped back slowly. Your vision started to blur the more you stared at his grave.

“He’s really gone.” Your choked those words this time and you timidly moved your hand to cup your mouth. You turned your body to the side to look away since this all was becoming overwhelming. The thunder seemed to feel your distress as it rumbled viscously through the dark skies and you took in a strained breath before closing your eyes and becoming silent again.

Takemichi wanted to comfort you right now, but he knew there was nothing he could say or do that would be enough to mend your broken heart.

A sudden flickering caught Takemichi's eyes and he looked over to see that something was twinkling between your trembling fingers. He squinted to make out what it was, but the more his eyes focused the more he recognized the small object in your grasp. Takemichi couldn’t believe you still had It after all these years, and a pitiful laugh fell from his mouth as he looked up to the sky with glazed eyes.

“Draken really did love you, y/n.” Takemichi whispered and you instantly got Deja vu from those words, so much so that it made your chest ache harder than It had before.

Your hands gradually tightened around the picture of you and Draken that was in your hands and you moved it to rest against where your heart should be. You bowed your head as tears rolled down your cheeks, wishing for a chance to relive your past once more.

“And I loved him too, Takemichi.”

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goldenhypen · 2 years

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oml i completely forgot i was gonna do this so here i am before i forget again sksjs

heeseung -> love at first sight. claimed since day one. don't tell him i constantly got him mixed up with jake tho 😔💔 jsksjs no but fr idk what it was about him that drew me to him above the others and i still have no idea what it is but i adored him from the very start and that hasn't changed yet! c:

jay -> i feel like he was one of the only ones i could confidently pick out above the rest for the longest time jsksjs i thought he looked like the intimidating member who nobody would mess with but- well... 🤡 poor jay sksjjs i love how unintentionally funny he is though.

jake -> i kept getting him mixed up with heeseung and i ksjsjs felt so bad but his cute smile always stood out to me. 🥺 i don't really remember what my exact first impression of him was but he's now one of my permanent bias wreckers so-

sunghoon -> ah yes, i'd heard from my friend who loves enha about this majestic human on ice. 😌✨ all she had to do was send me like two vids of his skating performances and my jaw was on the floor istg. i was so impressed by him and i... kept getting him mixed up with jungwon and occasionally sunoo 😭 iM SORRY HOON ILY !! i love how lowkey and nonchalant his humor is though like he just says the goofiest things with a straight face until he can't hold it in and starts laughing at himself pls he's adorable 😭 "eating miso soup makes me so happy" —park sunghoon

sunoo -> i adored him at first sight too oml it was the cute squishy cheeks for me 🥺🥺 i've always had a soft spot for him and i still do to this day. i saw him as this cutesy lil bean (which he still definitely is) but that sassy side of his that i discovered 👀 iconic.

jungwon -> uhh okay for some reason i remember being able to pick him out sometimes by his eyebrows sksjsks 😭✋🏻 don't ask why. so yeah, he was eyebrow boy for a while aND HIS DIMPLES TOO !! i loved them, in such a sucker for cute dimples on cute boys :c i've now adopted him and he is 1/2 of my sons, the other being park jisung ofc 😌

ni-ki -> *me, seeing niki for the first time* "oh he's cute! who is he?" *insert keyboard typing sounds* "oh! oh- oH... 😳" *me, squinting at my screen* "this boy, no this CHILD, is 15 ??" *cue me throwing my phone at my wall* end scene. ksjsjs no but fr i was so shocked to learn how young he was ?? or how young all of them were really- but lowkey i was so excited bc i'm finally a noona to an entire band let's gaurrr!! i love how he's grown to be such a menace, for some reason i tend to like those types of people a lot (as long as they're not targeting me 😌). *looks at haechan*

ari omg i love this pls- honestly heeseung,, he never fails to effortlessly capture anyone’s heart so yeah,, i don’t blame you 😔 heeseung bestest boi <3 yeah honestly your first impression of jay is similar to mine. we thought he’d be the member who ppl wouldn’t mess with, but little did we know,,, skdjsjjdjd 😭 but yeah he also has such a fun and soft personality. i love him 🥺 and for jake and hee, considering the time you got into them, i’m not surprised you got them mixed up skdjdjd even after stanning them for a while before that, i still got them mixed up 😭✋🏻 and so did the members,, so- sksjsjjd but jakey rlly does have such a precious smile 🥺 i love him sm 😭 sksjsjd getting sunghoon mixed up with sunoo- sksjsjs i think you probs told me about that before but i- 😭 i understand jungwon tho. they still look like brothers to me a lot of the time lol. and pls the thing you said about hoonie’s humour,, i was literally smiling at my phone, unintentionally trying to hide it like hoonie does with his own jokes skdjjsd help he’s so cute pls. and yesss for sunoo i always adored him too and at first i never saw his sassy side skdjjdd and for jungwon being able to tell him apart by his eyebrows sksjsjdj that’s a talent in and of itself ✋🏻 also aksjskdj that was literally me when finding out how old niki was too pls he’s so young it still amazes me to this day.

tell me your first impressions of enha!

#‘*looks at haechan*’#SKSJDJDJ same tho ✋🏻#also the amount of drama in niki’s story pLS #i’m here for it tho ✋🏻#thank you v much for participating 😌#em answers #ari! <3 #lovely moots #first en⁃pressions

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theumbrellaacademytickle · 5 years

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Little Klaus (1)

In which Klaus is somehow deaged and the siblings take advantage of this. Also Ben's alive BC fuck you he ain't dead in my books.

When Klaus woke up he didn't notice anything different. He didn't feel different, look different or act different.

So why is it that when he went downstairs to line up for lunch (as usual) there were five strange adults in the living room?

This lead Klaus to where he was now, backed against the door he entered by and staring at the adults, who seemed to be staring at him.

"W-who are you people?" He said, cursing himself mentally for stuttering over the first word, "What are you doing here?"

"Is anyone else seeing a baby Klaus?" The Asian man muttered, eyes flicking disbelievingly between the other adults and Klaus's own.

Klaus stepped back again, "H-how do you know my name?! Where's my siblings!?" Panic had begun to rise in his chest, and he slowly started to open the door behind him, inch by agonizing inch.

"What are we supposed to do?" A man clad in leather asked, ignoring Klaus's questions, "He clearly has no clue what's going on!"

"Klaus," a smaller woman asked, getting down onto her knees (not that it was necessary, Klaus was sure he wasn't that much shorter than her), "we aren't here to hurt you, I promise. Can you tell me what year it is?"

Green eyes flicking from each adult with panic, he answered hesitantly, "2001, why?"

A rush of hushed whispers filled the room at his answer, but Klaus had finally opened the door to an amount he could slip out of and he wasn't planning on overstaying his welcome. The 12 year old flew out of the room, taking off his clunky shoes as he ran (they were slowing him down) and running barefooted throughout the mansion.

"Come on," he muttered, panicked tears pricking at his eyes, "the others have to be somewhere!"

Hearing the yells of the adults behind him only made him panic more, and he ran over the polished wooden floors, skidding and slipping as he went but never once staying in the same place for a second. As he was heading towards the bedrooms (he was sure if his siblings were anywhere they'd be there, heading down for breakfast) he ran straight into Five. The two collided and fell to the ground, rubbing their heads before clocking each existence. Five's brow furrowed in confusion before Klaus grabbed him and shoved him into the ex-junkies room, and he shoved a chair against the door in a pitiful attempt at a barricade. Still confused, Five spoke up.

"Klaus?"

Klaus's face crumpled, and he flung himself at the 13 year old (who to be frank didn't look much different at 12). "Five," he breathed out in a panicked voice, "I-I can't find the others! Diego and Vanya, even Luther is missing! And dad isn't anywhere to be found! All I found were five adults downstairs, and I don't know who they are. I'm so glad you're ok!" His eyes had filled with tears and he buried his face into Five's neck.

"Klaus," Five asked gently, putting his arms awkwardly around the pre-teen, "W-what year is it?"

"2001, but what does it have to do with anything?"

***le time skip before this gets super long***

"So, let me get this straight," Klaus stated, "The year is 2019, these people are obviously our siblings judging by the tattoos and what I'm assuming is Vanya's lack of one, and you are in the body of a 13 year old because you travelled forward in time to prevent the apocalypse and it did some weird doolally kinda space stuff and left you like that?"

Raising his eyebrows at the choice of words, Five simply said, "Yes."

"Huh. Ok. Then why am I twelve instead of..." He paused to count on his fingers, "30? Holy hell!" His eyes widened comically, "You guys are really really old!"

Laughing gently, Ben responded, "We don't know Klaus."

"I should assume that it's something to do with the space-time continuum being messed up," Five murmured absently to himself, "but with the timeline being as fragile as it is right now I am exceedingly reluctant to mess about with it some more."

"Wait," Klaus cried, "Are you saying that I'm gonna be stuck as the youngest sibling now??!!"

"Oh, this is priceless!" Diego crowed, a large grin on his face, "Who'd have thought large beansprout Klaus would end up being the baby?"

"Oi!" The pre-teen shouted, pouting, "I'm not a baby at all!"

"You sure look like one," the leather clad man teased, and Allison huffed out a laugh, thwacking him on the head.

"Behave, you idiot," she admonished, "it's gotta be scary being stuck in that situation. It could just as easily be you."

"So," Five started, "if Klaus is going to be stuck like this for the moment, unless it doesn't wear off in which case it's permanent, I think we should try and let him get to know us and start to live a normal life."

"TRUTH OR DARE!" Klaus screamed in excitement, already running to the living room to plop himself on a couch, "SCHNELL SCHNELL!"

***another time skip Yeet***

Eventually everyone was sat in the living room (Five and Luther may have needed a little bit of coaching to get them there) and Klaus grinned widely in glee.

"Youngest to oldest, so me then Five, then in numerical order we can go Vanya, Ben, Allison, Diego and Luther!" He crowed in excitement, before turning to Five (who was quietly drinking his coffee).

"Five, truth or dare?"

Thinking for a moment, Five responded, "Dare."

"I dare you..." Klaus pondered, before pouting cutely, "I can't think of anything."

Ben leaned over and whispered into his ear, and Klaus perked up significantly, "I dare you to sit in Allison's lap for the rest of the game!"

Unable to stay mad at the seance's adorable excitement, Five grumbled good-naturedly as Allison pulled him into her lap. Five quickly turned to Ben, eager to get the attention off himself.

"Ben, truth or dare?"

"I'm gonna be boring and go with truth."

"You never know what music's on the radio now, so I have to ask, what is it that you're always listening to in your headphones?"

Laughing shyly, Ben answered, "It's... It's Kpop. Korean pop. I don't know how I got into it, I think big you introduced me to it Klaus," he laughed, getting the youngest's attention.

"Really, who's my favourite groups?"

"Well, you thirst over Jungkook from BTS," Ben teased, watching Klaus turn crimson, "but your favourite groups at the moment are BLACKPINK and Hellovenus."

"Can you show me them after we're done?"

"Sure." Ben turned to Vanya, "I think Five just wanted to ask me that question and forgot the order haha, so Vanya truth or dare?"

"Hmm... Dare."

"I dare you to pick an outfit out of big Klaus's wardrobe and wear it all day!"

Laughing incredulously, Vanya made her way to Klaus's bedroom. 5 minutes later, she came down in a pair of tight leather shorts, mesh top with a loose crop top (with the word GAY in pink on black) over the top of it, and a bright pink feather boa. "Look at this madness!" She laughed in delight, shimmying over to Klaus who was giggling non-stop. She took the feather boa off and hooked it around his skinny torso, and Klaus burst into belly laughter as she shimmied it closer towards her.

"Vanya," he laughed, "Stop it! It tickles!!"

"Oh does it really?" She smiled, "Couldn't tell, truly!"

While trying to escape the feather boa, Klaus hadn't noticed Diego sneaking up behind him and lifting him up.

"You seriously thought we'd forget how ticklish little you was? Shame on you Klaus!" The leather clad man laughed as Klaus kicked his bare feet.

"No, please don't tickle me!" He giggled nervously as Vanya stepped towards him, wiggling her fingers menacingly.

"Sorry, what's that? I couldn't make it out between the giggles," she teased, and as Klaus opened his mouth to speak again she started tickling his armpits.

Klaus instantly began giggling, kicking his legs in the air in a weak protest against the tickling. He had always been weak and frail against his siblings, the slightly too skinny one, the one who was sensitive. His protesting was half hearted as his mouth spewed out bubbly giggles.

"Nohohoho fair! Vanyahahahaha plehehehehease!!!"

"It has been too long since we tickled him," Allison laughed, Five still on her lap. The teen was looking at the scene in front of him, a rare fond smile on his face.

"Why don't you join in?" Diego laughed, "Luther take the baby from me."

At Allison's squeal of delight, Luther grabbed the kid by the wrists, sitting the underweight preteen across his lap (image BC this is a strange thing to describe???)

He grabbed the boys skinny wrists and carefully lifted them over his head, pinning them with one large hand against the couch. Knowing he was completely exposed, Klaus just laid there, bursting out into squeaky giggles as Allison went straight for his sides.

"So cute~~" The woman cooed as Klaus helplessly kicked his little feet, struggling to pull down his arms.

"Allisohohohon!! Stahahahahap!"

"Oh no, sweetheart, we're only just beginning!" She grinned, and lifted his shirt up. Klaus began to giggle apprehensively, chanting no's under his breath.

"Oh yes," Allison grinned teasingly, "I remember squeaky toy Klaus, don't the rest of you?"

A manicured nail poked the inside of Klaus's bellybutton, and he let out a squeak. His face flushed red at the adoring coos from his siblings, but he didn't have time to retaliate because Allison lightly scribbled her fingers across his flat stomach, causing him to burst once more into giggly laughter. Eventually, when the woman was done and Luther let him go, Klaus curled up in her lap, giggling cutely as she lightly rubbed his stomach.

"That feel good, Klaus?"

A sleepy nod confirmed her statement, and Allison grinned widely.

"There's not long left, baby, wanna see the game through?"

The final three finally took their turn. Allison had chosen truth, and was told to pick the current cutest UA member (Klaus was an easy win), Luther chose dare and was dared to hang upside down on the railing reciting the entirety of Eminem's Rap God while Klaus was dared to have his bellybutton (his well-known weakest spot) tickled for five minutes non stop. However, at the end of the game, with a giggly little baby Klaus still snuggling into her lap ready to fall asleep, Allison was excited to see how long this would last.

#the umbrella academy #ticklish klaus #tickler allison #tickler vanya #accomplice luther #accomplice diego #ben is alive #five is cute #little klaus #happy klaus #klaus gets love #klaus is adorable #klaus is the leeiest lee to ever lee

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