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satoruhour · 9 months

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a/n: something possessed me and i just started writing ... / 1.2k

warnings: age gap (reader in 20s and in uni, nanami in his late 30s), oral / cunnilingus, doggy, daddy kink, implied overstim, unprotected sex, creampie / breeding kink, like brief fingering?, implied multiple rounds, n*sfw under the cut

thinking about dad’s best friend!nanami who helps you to move into your university dormitory, arms flexing against his tight dark blue shirt as you try not to stare. it’s unbecoming, eyes trailing over the sweat dripping down his forehead, the sharp lines of his jawline and furrowed brows, espeically since he met your dad long ago when he first joined the company, seeing you from time to time in your father’s office in high school. but nanami never thought he’d see you to grow up to be the woman you are today, moving into your very own room with a bright smile — ready to take on your major and the world.

“everything in?” your dad asks with tears in his eyes and you simply push his shoulder, telling him how i’ll be fine, dad! before hugging him in between boxes and plastic bags. just behind him, nanami shoots you a gentle smile too, recalling on the times when he’s seen you help out at the office in your gap year, where you slip in little sandwiches on your lunch breaks. he thinks it’s you wanting to revisit old times where your father would buy danish pastry just for you to give it to the blonde man, but you’re hoping to melt his stoicism even further to the point of wanting things to happen — things you didn’t even want to admit out loud — with how fine nanami has aged over the years.

but one visit turned into two. the second one with your dad where rather, they talked while you worked on an assignment, but you enjoyed both of their presence. two turned into three — the third where nanami has already memorised how many steps it would take to reach your room. three turned into five, and five turned into nine where his hand would wander past your bedsheets and onto your figure, where casual talk about his work turned into conversations about you and what you liked. but nanami was always afraid of crossing over.

it was the tenth visit where dad’s best friend!nanami shows up sweaty and panting like he needs to tell you something, but when your eyes drift down to the hand he tries to hide the gears click in your head. it was only fifteen minutes ago that nanami has himself cooped up in the admin toilet downstairs, fist pumping his cock impatiently while he imagines your tits in front of his face, bouncing. where your hips do the same, whining out into his neck as your pussy clenches and gushes around him. it’s because he was interrupted by a knock that the first thing he did was to come here, but he wasn’t thinking straight. that all fades away when your hand cups his bulge, squeezing slightly that nanami wants to unbuckle his pants, but you drag him into your room before he can do it.

dad’s best friend!nanami who has your panties stuffed into your mouth as he eats you out on the dormitory bed, slurping every last bit of your juices up while his mouth works wonders on your dripping cunt. “nanami-san! p-please—” it’s a struggle to talk through fabric but you manage to get the words out, hips starting to hump into his mouth, feeling nothing like this before in your life as he nibs and sucks on your clit. nanami hums into your pussy and his arms tighten around your thighs, “please what? words, baby, use your words.” you shiver at the timbre of his voice, alongside the smoothness in which he removes your underwear. “but not too loud, or else everyone in school will know what a dirty slut you are for your father’s best friend.”

dad’s best friend!nanami who has your face shoved into your my melody bedsheets as he pounds into you from behind, shirt held up by his teeth so he can the way you take just all of his fat cock. by now, he’s drawn out multiple orgasms after holding back on you for so long — it was a sight, a babbling, pathetic mess on the bed while your cum drips from your core right down to the sheets. it’s beyond easy to slip into your hole, and nanami has to squeeze your waist so hard to try not to cum that you’re telling him to loosen his grip and he apologises with kisses down your back. he’s only kissed you once so far so you moan into the second kiss that night, hips moving back onto his pelvis before he slams his length right into you.

dad’s best friend!nanami’s demeanour changes altogether after that sweet, sensual kiss, pushing down on your arch before setting a pace, dick twitching from how tight and warm you felt around him. “can’t believe you kept this pussy from me for s’long…” nanami is entranced by his best friend’s daughter’s cunt, sucking him in so well he starts to realise that maybe buying sandwiches everyday wasn’t simply for reminsincing. you fight against his strong grip, smiling up at him, deliriously. “yeah? it’s all for you, daddy.” and nanami forgets his own rule, groaning out loud at the drop of the name as he continues to slam into you. it’s so wet and sticky, pre-cum mixed with your cum together with the slap of his balls on your ass, it was so fucking disgusting in that room and you loved it.

whines of “daddy’s” were all that was coherent from your mouth, headboard of the bed rocking with naanmi’s rough thrusts as you become more and more intoxicated on his cock. nanami easily removes his shirt, then, reaching an arm around and starts to rub your clit, feeling your pussy flutter around him before you’re jolting in surprise at the sudden orgasm, mouth going slack and your eyes seeing white from its intensity. nanami slows down just a little for you to adjust, but soon he rails into you again, low grunts leaving his lips before he’s asking where you want him to cum and he wants to burn your fucked out expression into his brain and seal your whimpers from ever escaping his thoughts.

“wan’ your cum in me, daddy— p-please!” you moan out, spreading your cheeks and pussy lips to tell him you were serious. “b-but—” nanami was getting lightheaded, your walls feel too good around him and he just wants to cum. “wonder what my dad would think having his best friend fill me with so much cum that he knocks me up? that would be exciting, right?” and nanami scoffs at what a filthy girl you are. sure, if you wanted his cum dripping out of your cunt while you attended lectures, while your joked with your dad, he’ll give it to you. he’ll give anything to you. there’s a choked moan that leaves nanami as he stills, pumping you full of his semen while your fingers close around the sheets and your pleas are muffled by them. you can fill each spurt of cum from his tip, flowing into you so well that it dribbles out from your pussy, pushing it out before there’s a swipe of nanami’s finger plunging into you.

“if my sweet girl wants my cum, she’s going to keep it in. well — after i give her a few more loads, of course.”

so many dorm escapades.. maybe im projecting a little cause is this so difficult to ask for???

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wrestlezon · 2 years

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liveblog containment zone for aew dynamite 8/3/22

i wasnt going to do this, i was just gonna casually sit back and watch but then the undisputed elite promo started and i decided to get invested today

best friends trenchcoat bit good. just as janky as it went in pwg lmao. i love them when chuck came out to save orange-- he has a sleeveless tiedye shirt?? GUNS OUT??? love lookin at your arms king keep up the good work HELL yea (insert further wolf barking and catcalls here)

ricky starks video bit-- i wonder how powerhouse hobbs is going to justify his turn

oh its adam cole? we doing this now? ok. i thought i'd see hobbs are these dang dudes finally going to arrive at the firework factory lots of talking. ive been waiting for this whole thing to blow up in adam cole's face forever (in true heel fashion) hmm... they wouldnt have kenny omega come back yet right... wowww youre just going to force them not to fight? lmao?? who made you the boss WHOAAAAA he finally did it!!! he played his hand!!! who is going to save them <:( THE POP FOR HANGMAN!!!!!!! ohhhhhhhhh the pickup...

oh its christian cage... lmao you can hear the crowd laughing "HE BROUGHT UP MY PERSONAL LIFE I WOULD NEVER DO THAT" ok LMFAO christian cage is so fucking funny HOLY SHIT THAT CAR WAS MOVING FAST

hello??? britt baker team vs thunderstorm!!!!!!!!!!!! WOW wasnt expecting this ooooohhhhh new outfit jamie hayter?? fancy rebel reminds me of xena warrior princess... maybe its the hair holy shit that thunder rosa kick from outta nowhere looked like it hurt whoa!!! hayter and baker won with the pin on toni storm

sammy tay marriage? ok i guess. cringe EDDIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! eddie is the realest. ultimate face. i agree with everything he is saying SO TRUE BOO THIS WEDDING eddie may have lost the cagematch (i didnt like that result) but he does get on all the ppvs

TEAM TAZ IS OVER.... GOLLY... lmao makes sense tho. poor taz. he is just like literally if idk whats going on in my own team then i just WONT HAVE ONE. TEAM OVER. DISBAND powerhouse hobbs match its starks! he practically teleported past the camera going so fast LMAO omg he was also obscured by smoke and fog and im blind

oh!!!!!!! miro video promo MIRO ARE YOU GOING TO GET AN EVIL BAD GUY EYE TOO...

commercial

oh its darby allin doing a video promo against brody king hes giving himself a tat and the buzzing is quite annoying and distracting

jim ross alert

oh! its the christian cage match. who is he fighting again oh!!!!!!!!! matt hardy!!!!! matt hardy and his penance mullet im distracted thinking about all the laundry i have to do. but i am appreciating this match between two ogs table! table! table! table! ohhhh!! dodged and a win by christian cage strangely normal win for evil badguy cage wait i spoke too soon hes breaking out the steel chairs huh! LUCHASAURUS....... BY HIMSELF???? I FEAR... oh!!!!!!!!!! distraction fakeout for jungleboy! LMAO HIS SHIRT? IN LIKE DEFAULT ARIAL? LOWERCASE IMPACT FONT???

Christian is a pussy.

hey its daniel garcia doing a backstage promo

kip sabian return?? shall he come back and fight pac???

ethan page is wearing an excellent shirt today. he is so fashionable ethan page bitching and moaning in the ring promo stokely!!!! stokely TAKE ETHAN PAGE AWAY FROM DAN LAMBERT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YES!!!!!!!!!! YESSSS ETHAN PAGE LEAVE THE AMERICAN TOP TEAM PLEASE YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

oh boy! and now its 2point0 backstage promo time!!! hell yes DO YOU WANNA KNOW WHAT GETS DADDY MAGIC'S NIPPLES HARD ok i love anna jay's insatiable need to choke someone out. she needs her fix stu grayson isnt around anymore so now she is just choking out whoever whenever

oh its the acclaimed vs gunn club dumpster match now!! LMAO NICE off to a great start with the trash cans oh and we get a rap too? max caster is spicy today wow in the dumpster already that was fast is austin gunn wearing a croptop and overalls is someone gonna pop out of the dumpster on the ramp... maybe not. but itd be a good hiding spot oh on top of the tunnel? buddy.... caster!! OFF THE TUNNEL ONTO A TABLE... GOLLY omg ziptied. theyre locked in now lol wait are they gonna just roll the dumpster out now. kidnapping? OH... WHOA JEEZ

matches were announced! waow

its wheeler yuta vs jericho time! who will win!? i honestly dont know. i'd want yuta to win but i think jericho would end up winning regardless... through bluster or shenanigans EJECTED lmao the crowd pulling off the whole goodbye song??? nice there is wrestling occuring. and also slap fights i love that yuta's thing is his insane german suplexes. its always cool and charming to have a Signature Favorite Move oh no! walls of jericho!!!! THE YUTA CHANTS FROM THE CROWD!!!!!!!!! yuta DOUBLE TOPE???? TRIPLE??? YUTA CONTAIN YOURSELF oh no!!!!!!!!! yuta codebreakered! KICK OUT... wait i looked at the clock and spoilered myself. i can rest easy for a few more minutes the bat! THE DISTRACTION!! NOT HIS DICK AND BALLS SEATBELT AGAIN????? nooooo!!! submission held!!!! yuta tapped....

killing him!!! moxley to da rescue

#livezon

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lialialow · 2 years

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Kaz Brekker | Injuries and Love

Fluff + Angst Kaz Brekker x reader

Warnings Swearing, mention of death, injuries

Synopsis Being the only healer in Ketterdam willing to treat Kaz Brekker is hard enough, falling in love with him is harder…

A/N I enjoyed writing this way too much- enjoy!

Word Count 1.5k

It had been five long years of seeing Kaz walk in, a stab wound, a bullet wound, a few bruises here and there, a knife in his back. The list was endless. Being the most targeted 17-year-old in Ketterdam was no easy feat, so it was no shock to you when he walked in, yet again dripping blood onto your newly cleaned floors.

You were the only healer in all of Ketterdam that Kaz allowed himself to be weak in front of; you get it. The bastard of the barrel had to keep up his strong face in front of all, you being the one and only exception. That fateful meeting all those years ago, you were the girl sitting by the dock, who noticed that half dead boy floating in the water, and it was you who subsequently revived him.

After that, you grew close to the boy, both of you having no one but each other, and of course he consistently got into fights, who better than a healer as his best friend to heal him up, ready for his next endeavour. For many years, you were the one and only person he trusted, everyone else was but a stranger; he never let another person see past his facade.

As you grew to care more and more for Kaz, you would only become increasingly more worried each time he walked into your room at the Crow Club. What if this was the time his injury was just too much? What if you became the reason for his death? So each time he walked out of your room perfectly fine, it felt like a mountain of pressure was lifted off of your shoulders.

It was a dilemma for you, on one hand, you wanted nothing more than for him to constantly be in your presence, but it seemed every time he was; it was for the sole purpose of you healing him, so you began to hope he would never come to see you.

After all, you didn’t want him to get hurt, not even a scratch.

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“Wowww, thanks Kaz! Dripping your blood onto my freshly cleaned floors, amazing!” you grumbled, rolling your eyes.

“Adds a sense of decor.” Kaz replies, his eyebrow raising, sarcasm from you, not unexpected.

You stared him down, even when injured he still held himself high and proud. Only leaning on his cane for support, so bloody arrogant, though you guess that’s one of the things you loved about him.

“Hmph. Tell me Kaz, how does one go about getting stabbed in the side at… Seven AM in the morning?”

A bewildered expression occupying your face.

“It’s the barrel”

“Helpful, not gonna work this time though. Elaborate.”

“I was out, then this bastard came out of nowhere and just stabbed me in the fucking side.”

“Unprovoked, sure”

“Yes.”

“Well… Y-You’ve got to be more careful, for god's sake, I can’t keep fucking healing you every single time you go out!” you scolded, running your hands through your hair and moving to the drawer where you kept your kit, a routine so common it was ingrained into your brain.

“Come on y/n, you and I both know it isn’t that big of a deal, just a scratch.” He spoke aimlessly towards your back, willing you to meet his eyes.

“You can’t say that Kaz, It’s reckless. It’s irresponsible. It’s-”

Just as you were finishing your sentence, Kaz keeled over, his hand moving to his side, covering the wound and then, collapsed.

Panic overwhelmed all of your senses.

Shit. Fuck. What, What? Oh god. Keep calm y/n Don’t be stupid.

He never outright collapsed, Nina always stopped that, she always did. But this time, the blood loss must have been too much; you should have caught that. The blood, dripping; and of course, how could you have missed the evident paleness of his face, it was so ashen.

If you hadn’t been so busy scolding him for blood on the goddamn floor.

God's sake it was such a simple thing, it could have been so easily cleaned up: your own ignorance could lead him to dying. Shit.

You rushed over to him, your hand grabbing a bandage from the drawer. As you kneeled down you could see the blood slowly soaking through his shirt, and instinctively shouted for someone, anyone, to just help.

Come on y/n, concentrate

Tearing open his shirt you immediately spotted the stab wound, bleeding crimson red: focusing as much as you possibly could, you gently placed your hands either side of the wound. Just as you began healing Kaz, the door swung open, and immediately you heard Jesper’s whiny voice from right behind you.

“Woah! Getting a bit touchy there aren’t we y/n?” Jesper taunted, craning his neck over your shoulder.

“Shut it Jesper- The man is dying!”

You hadn’t even realised it but you were crying, a literal mess. Honestly, most of the time you were not like this, but you guess the recent stress of general life had just overwhelmed all sense of stability in your emotions. So you carried on doing what you do best, healing Kaz…

With Jesper finally shutting up, you could finally concentrate, and by that point the only enemy was your own brain; convincing you that for some reason Kaz was going to die. Yet your heart knew that you weren’t going to let this bloody bastard die. Looking down you realised you had already closed the wound, only a bright red scar could be seen forming, surrounded by the pre-existing blood.

Huh

Standing up slowly, your head felt just a bit light and you wandered your way outside, immediately vomiting up any food you had eaten in the morning onto the pavement, to the horror of Jesper, who stood right behind you.

“FUCKING HELL Y/N, give a bit of a warning will you?” he teased, jumping away from you, but sobered up quickly after realising you were crying.

“Fuck, Jesper. Sorry”

“It’s fine darling. Kaz will be fine, thanks to you.” Jesper replied, dragging you in by the arm.

“But I let him get that bad, I didn’t notice, I-”

You pulled yourself away from his hold, and stared him straight in the eyes. What a mess he must be seeing. Something you never really let anyone see, your weaknesses, you could say.

“You love him, don’t you?”

“I-”

Realisation slowly dawned on your features, that’s it, that’s why you felt this hole slowly opening in your heart, that’s why you were so full of anguish, and constantly blaming yourself.

“Trust me y/n, he feels the same, I mean sure you don’t see it; but his face truly lights up every time you're around him, not noticeably sure, but it does. It just makes you wonder, he probably just got injured as an excuse to see you again.”

“Wishful thinking”

- - -

Just as your brain leapt into the depths of hope, both you and Jesper heard a loud crash from your room, right where Kaz was staying. Without another thought you ran, sprinted, almost tripped and fell, up the stairs and burst the door open. Right in front of you was dirtyhands himself, looking like a ghost, yet still as handsome as ever.

“YOU MOTHERFUCKER, SCARING ME HALF TO DEATH, KAZ BREKKER YOU ABSOLUTE NITWIT. WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND GETS STABBED AT SEVEN IN THE MORNING. WHO-” You yelled, combing your fingers through your sweat soaked hair.

Then you stopped, realising his hand was next to yours.

“Please stop y/n, I have a headache.”

Processing his words, you couldn’t help but think how anyone could have fallen in love with this arrogant selfish fool. But you did.

You fell to the floor, kneeling and sobbing, an overly emotional fool was what you were. Relief washed over you, he was alive, it was okay, yet still you couldn’t stop the endless flow of tears that appeared to come from your eyes.

“I love you y/n” Kaz whispered to you, his hand still holding yours.

Wait-

Hold on.

“Say something you idiot.” He urged, your sobs had stopped, and now you had resorted to staring into blank space, you really had gone through all five stages of grief in the space of five minutes.

“Did you hit your head when you fell?” you uttered, a hand reaching out to check his head.

“No”

“Oh,” your voice barely more than a whisper, “Well, then, I love you too Kaz.”

“Good.” He replied walking over to your bed and laying down, leaving you standing motionless and speechless.

After what felt like an hour, you sat down next to him and took his hand.

“Kaz I shouldn’t think this, but I can't help to just be slightly thankful that you got stabbed, not that it’s a good thing that you got injured, but-”

“I get it,” he said “Now let me sleep.”

And you could have sworn you could see a slight smile on his face. Looks like everything went according to his plan.

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mandoalorian · 3 years

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Sunkissed [Maxwell Lord x Reader] SMUT

Warnings: SMUT; foreplay, oral (m! receiving), spanking, slight exhibitionist kink, cum facial, rough, Maxwell is a subtle (?) asshole.

Word count: 3k

Rating: 18+ only.

Author's note: YACHT SMUT YACHT SMUT YACHT SMUT. This whole one shot is based off this gif alone. I wish we got to see more of Yacht!Max in the movie because wowww this was a look.

Masterlist

Today was the day.

A few months ago, your agent called you with an opportunity you just couldn't resist. You were new to the 'acting' world, having only scored gigs in a toothpaste commercial and a local theatre production. This was different though; your agent stating there was a spot available for an infomercial. You weren't sure what to think. You imagined it being for some boring historical or political campaign and scrunched your nose up in displeasure. Nevertheless, you needed the money and all the experience you could get, so you prepped and went to the audition.

You were surprised when the directions your agent gave you took you to Black Gold Cooperative. You waited in a small room amongst a dozen other girls, before the CEO, Maxwell Lord, came padding in, doting his famous television smile. He hummed in delight, looking around, his eyes flicking between each girl. He pursed his lips together but didn't say a word, before pointing a ring clad finger at you and wiggling it in the air. "You're hired!" he grinned, his voice rich and filled with vibrancy. You knotted your eyebrows together in bewilderment, wanting to say something, but he was already gone. The other girls sighed and huffed, slowly disbanding and leaving the room. You were the last to leave, hesitantly standing up and tugging on the arm of a woman who worked in the office.

"I got the part," you bit your lip nervously and the blonde woman nodded her head, listening carefully. "But I don't really know what for."

"Mr Lord is shooting a new infomercial to promote the company, to try and boost investments." the lady explained.

"But I didn't even audition." you replied, genuinely confused.

"Why would you need to audition? Mr Lord is the star of all his infomercials. All you have to do is sit there and look pretty," the woman in the pink pant suit looked down at her clipboard. "We don't start shooting until summer, but we'll mail you all the details closer to the time." And with that, she was whisked away. You stood there in the middle of the office, completely dumbfounded.

About a week ago, you had got the details just as she promised. You showed up at the harbour fifteen minutes early that morning with a small case full of clothes that would last you the weekend. That's what you were promised as payment for the infomercial. Not cash, but a weekend away on Maxwell Lord's five star private yacht. To be honest, you'd rather have the money, but you'd never been on a yacht before, so you were looking forward to the experience.

"Right!" the director called, pulling her headphones down around her neck. "Mr Lord won't be boarding until noon so… just do as you please until then, but try and not cause any havoc," you looked around. It was only you and four other girls who'd be starting alongside the businessman. "He'll be boarding from a different harbour so we'll be sailing out there in around fifteen minutes. I'd recommend you all get ready for shooting."

You felt isolated. It seemed like the four other girls were quick to befriend one another, giggling and chatting about everything and anything. You didn't usually consider yourself shy but they seemed so different to you. You felt like an outcast.

You sighed, entering the yacht and finding your cabin. You spent a few moments settling in and adjusting yourself to the room before remembering the director had advised you all to get dressed and ready for shooting. You looked outside the small round window and couldn't help but smile. It was a beautiful, hot Summer's day. You stripped out of your clothes and into a floral bikini you'd forked out and purchased especially for today. You did your best to style your hair, but figured it was pointless knowing the salty sea air would get to it anyway. You felt like you had forgotten to grab something, but shrug it off, heading back outside to the deck of the ship. The golden sun rays beamed onto your skin and it felt amazing. Deciding you had a few hours, you placed down a towel and lay on the floor to sunbathe. You could hear the faint laugher of the girls who must've been gossiping elsewhere on the yacht, but you were thankful for a few moments of relaxation before shooting began.

You fell asleep. You didn't know how long you were out for, but it was long enough. You woke up when a cool shadow loomed over you, cutting away the sun beams and sending a shiver down your body. You slowly fluttered your eyes open, them widening when you saw who was standing before you.

Maxwell Lord.

Shit, had you really been asleep that long? You groaned apologetically, sitting upright and hoping you weren't in trouble. Maxwell was doting a blue and white vertical pinstripe button down, the top three buttons undone showing just enough of his bronzed chest to create a weakness in the pit of your stomach. His hair was golden under the sunlight, and he sported a pair of gold rimmed sunglasses. Upon inspecting closer, they looked like limited edition RayBans. He didn't stay a word, just stared at your body hungrily, admiring the way it was spread out.

"I-" you started. "Have we- have we started shooting? Shit, did I sleep through it?" you asked nervously and Maxwell couldn't help but let out a chuckle.

"No, we start shooting in half an hour," he replied, shaking his head. Something about his presence still made you nervous. He sank to his knees, resting beside you and didn't tear his gaze from your body once. He placed his large, ring clad hand over your stomach. "Hot." he commented.

"Huh?" your eyes widened almost comically. Was he calling you hot? You shuddered under his touch, and it didn't go unnoticed by Max.

"Yeah, you're hot," his voice was gravelly and sensual as he began to trace his finger around your belly button, admiring the softness of your skin. "Quite literally burning up."

"Ohhhhh," you drawled out, feeling your cheeks heat up with embarrassment. For a second you thought he was coming onto you. And suddenly, you knew what he meant. You had fallen asleep under the sun for what might've been hours. It's not like you were going to be cold. "Oh right, yeah. I knew I forgot something. Sunscreen."

Max laughed light heartedly and it almost put you at ease, that is if you weren't already so nervous from his soft and delicate touches. "Don't fear," he smiled, dragging his fingers along your tummy. "Max is here." He pulled out a bottle of sunscreen from nowhere and presented you with it, a small and dorky 'ta-da!' escaping his lips. "May I?" he asked, slowly pushing you back down onto the towel that you were previously laying on.

It was hard to read his expression through the sunglasses, but you noted his quirked eyebrow and the wicked smirk that played across his lips.

"Okay." you affirmed with a reassuring smile. Maxwell pulled his sunglasses down the bridge of his nose to read the back of the product he was holding. For a second, you caught a glimpse of his dark, chocolate coloured eyes.

"This lotion has biotin in it, makes you glow like a teenager. Great for when you're in front of a camera," Maxwell explained as you heard him click open the cap and squirt some of the product into his hands. "Let me do your back first."

You wasted no time, following his instruction and turning over. Maxwell spent a moment, admiring the way your body was shaped so beautifully. His eyes trailed from the nape of your neck, down the dip of your back and along the curve of your ass. Your swimsuit panties left very little to the imagination and Max could already feel himself getting turned on, his cock twitching as he began to rub the cream into your shoulders. You hummed at the pressure of both of his hands as he worked at you.

"You know, I remember you," his voice was friendly and approachable, so much so that it almost distracted you from what he was doing to you. "I remember you from all those months ago. I remember the way you stood out from the other girls. There was just something about you I couldn't put into words… but now I see it." he didn't describe what exactly he saw but you could feel the butterflies stir in your stomach at his compliment. "I mean, look at you. You have a body that will sell. And I mean that in the best way possible." you felt his fingers play with the string that kept your bikini together. "May I?" he asked again. "Want to make sure I get every piece of your skin." he murmured.

"Yes," you breathed out, a little too shakily. With a gentle tug, the string came undone and Maxwell continued to rub the lotion down your body, his large hands travelling to the small of your back.

"This ass too," he hummed, giving you a little spank. You gasped, tossing your head back in pleasure. "Oh I see, you like that, don't you?" he chuckled, smacking you again but this time a little harder. You moaned, your lips parting into a perfect 'o' shape. He spent a considerable amount of time rubbing the silky lotion into the curves of your ass cheeks before working himself down the backs of your legs and to your feet. "Turn around and let me get your front."

You eagerly did as you were told. You rolled over, forgetting your bikini top had been untied from the back and gasped slightly when the thin, colourful material exposed your breasts. Maxwell tsked, shaking his head. You used your hands to cover your chest as the straps fell down your arms. "Don't worry darling, you don't have to hide yourself in front of me." he chuckled, slowly peeling your hands away from your body. He pulled off your bikini top and threw it aimlessly to one side.

He took the bottle of sunscreen and squirted a little more into his hands, before smothering it all over your chest. He dipped his fingers into your collarbones and gently stroked down the valley of your breasts. He got your stomach again, rubbing in the cream and making sure not to miss a single inch of skin. You moaned wantonly as his fingers glided across the hem of your bikini panties, slipping in just under the waistband teasingly.

You reached out, grabbing a hold of his wrists and dragging them back up to your chest, placing each of his hands so they were cupping your breasts. He squirted some more lotion, this time straight on your tits, and started to massage it into your soft skin. He still looked composed, despite his hard and leaking manhood pressed against the confines of his cream coloured, fitted pants.

His thumb grazed the bud of your nipples, even occasionally pinching at them to see if he could gain a reaction out of you. You moaned wantonly, feeling your folds grow slick with arousal as he teased you. Maxwell positioned himself on top of you, leaning down and pressing sloppy kisses all over your breasts, his tongue swirling around your nipple and sucking on it greedily.

"Mm, what if someone sees?" you managed to whimper out as Max pulled away from you with a 'pop'.

"Don't worry princess, they're all preoccupied elsewhere. But we don't have long until the shoot begins and oh… look what you've done to me." Max pressed his crotch against your thigh so you could feel the thick, hard imprint of his cock. "You're gonna have to take care of this, sweet girl." he muttered, unzipping his pants and freeing his aching manhood.

You gasped as you took in the size of him, subconsciously licking your lips greedily. Max rose to his feet, jerking himself off as he walked over to the metal bars that gated the edge of the yacht. He looked over into the ocean, slowly pumping his length with one hand and with his free hand, he pulled up his sunglasses so they were resting in his hair. He turned back to you and pointed a finger, curling it and gesturing for you to come over. You didn't stand up, instead, crawling towards him with a primal glint in your eyes. Max leaned against the cool bars as the wind gently breezed through his hair and you straightened yourself up. You stayed down on your knees as you gently pulled Maxwell's hand away from his dick.

You felt your mouth begin to water with anticipation as Max's hands fell into your hair. You ran your fingers down his cock to tease the CEO the best you could, knowing full well this might be the only time you'd be able to exert your dominance over someone as powerful as Maxwell Lord. Max grunted under your delicate touch, and began to subconsciously thrust himself into your hand.

Eventually, you leaned in to lick the tip of his cock. You found yourself lapping at his small slit which was leaking with his salty precum. Your small kitten licks earned groans of pleasure and praise from Maxwell as he quietly begged for more. Max's breathing got heavier and he started to exhale sharp sighs, everytime you swirled your tongue against the tip of his cock. You finally sunk your mouth down as deep as you could, and Max's breathing became shallow as he mewled a string of dirty curses.

You cupped his balls with your hands, playing with them as you deepthroated the businessman to the best of your ability. You ignored the way tears pricked your eyes and your saliva mixed with his precum dribbled down your chin. Max Lord always liked to take control, and he began to thrust his cock deep into your mouth. But as always, he craved more. He craved for something warmer and wetter. He ran his fingers through your hair and pulled your head away from his manhood so his cock bounced against your face.

"Stand up." he commanded and you did so with a wobble. He pulled you over to where he was standing and bent you over the side of the ship, pulling your bikini bottoms down quickly and roughly. He spanked you again, earning a pretty little wail of surprise.

You felt him line his cock up against your soaking wet folds as his tummy pressed into your ass. He rubbed the tip against your entrance teasingly until you were crying out his name and begging him to fuck you.

When he finally pushed his length into you, you couldn't help but scream. You gasped, your fingers curling around the metal bars so hard your knuckles turned white as he set up a brutal and rough page. His movements were unforgiving as he fucked you so hard and fast, your poor legs felt like they were going to give way. But he had you pinned against the barrier, and the way he mumbled sweet nothings and appraisal into your ear only spurred you on more. He told you how much of a good girl you were for taking his cock so well. He warned that if you kept screaming, you'd alert the filming crew. He'd tease you, nibbling and biting gently at the skin as he nestled his head into the crook of your neck.

"Gonna cum," you warned, your moans becoming erratic as he kept pushing into that perfect sweet spot inside of you. Your walls clenched around his cock tighter than a vice as you came. But he didn't stop fucking you. Your body ached as he used your pussy to bring himself to his own climax.

"Ngh— fuck!" Max cried out as he doubled back, pulling out of you and pushing you back down onto your knees. He jerked himself rapidly and you noted the way his cock throbbed in his hands. "Gonna make a mess off your pretty face." he chuckled darkly. "Mouth. Open."

You did as you were told, parting your lips and sticking your tongue out as Max's salty load roped into your mouth. At least— most of it got into your mouth. His eyes slammed shut and his cum sprayed onto your face and dripped down your chin and onto your chest. You couldn't believe how pent up he was. He slowly opened his eyes and gave you a small nod. You closed your mouth and swallowed his load with a hum of approval, licking your lips and fluttering your eyelashes.

"Five minutes until shooting!" you heard the director call and you gasped. Max smirked, taking a mental image of how sexy you looked with his cum splayed all over you.

"You better clean yourself up." Max laughed, taking your hand and helping you to your feet.

You were at a complete loss for words. Your hair was sticking to your skin from the sweat and your whole body was slippery with the sunscreen Max had applied earlier. Max grabbed the towel that you were once lying on and threw it in your direction. You noticed he had already tucked himself back into his pants, and, other than the few strands of dark blonde hair that had fallen out of place, he looked ready to go.

You wondered how often he did this. How often he fucked his employees on set before he shot important commercials or infomercials. There was something about his energy that thrilled you and filled your body with desire. He left you wanting more. And, knowing you'd be spending the whole weekend with him on this yacht, part of you figured this wouldn't be the last time he'd touch you like this.

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limitlessgojo · 3 years

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Blood Bound: Red Strings of Fate (Ch 4)

Warnings: Action, Coarse Language, Fighting, Descriptions of Blood

Previous Chapter: What's Your Ideal Type?

Next Chapter: Special Grade

Tags: Soulmates AU, Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Fem!Reader

Taglist: @lessie-oxj, @rizzo-nero, @whoreuc

Notes: If you want to be tagged for every update, please mention it in the comments below ty. Double update this week since the story is moving along fast.

CHAPTER 4: Cherry Blossom Storm

You finally reached your classroom. It wasn’t large as there were only 4 1st year students who enrolled this year. A black board, some desks, and a huge view from outside.

“Wowww, the campus view from here is so pretty!” You quickly made your way to the open window. The cherry blossoms were in full bloom. It is spring and the school year starts in April.

Noritoshi stood by your side and stared at you. “Yeah we have a pretty good view here. The view from the roof is much better if you would like me to show you?”

“Sure.” you replied absentmindedly. You reached out a hand towards the petals and flowers blowing in the wind and used your technique to pull them to you. You stared at the cherry blossom in the centre of your hand.

You turned to Noritoshi with a hint of mischief in your eyes. “Have you ever felt what it was like to be in the midst of a flower storm?” He stared affixed at the way you freely used your cursed energy.

He grew up understanding that cursed energy is limited. It has a slow recharge and should not be used meaninglessly. And here you were, using yours without a care in the world.

But then you must have a lot if you look as relaxed as you are now. Plus he can sense the huge amount of cursed energy swirling around you. It was one of the reasons why he immediately walked up to greet you when you both first met.

“I don’t, would you perhaps show me?” he asked. You grinned at him, “Please bring me to the rooftop.”

The rooftop was a marvelous view. At about 4 stories high, you could see the surrounding forest around the campus, as well as the more urbanised city from a distance. You beckoned Noritoshi to the center of the space and he stood in front of you.

Then you put both palms up, one diagonally on top of the other in kind of like a v shape before whispering, “Tornado: Soft Blossom Style”. Immediately a wind channel formed in your hands and attracted the flower petals and loose cherry blossoms that have fallen from trees. They spun around both of you faster and faster until you were both in the midst of a mini flower tornado.

“What a sight.” Noritoshi smiled up as he could smell the petals from up close. He reached up to pick a flower, but they were moving way too fast. So you caught a few full undamaged blossoms and placed it in his hands. “My mum has similar abilities with plants. She taught me how to control them like this.” You admitted.

You released your technique and the petals slowly drifted downwards like a gentle flower shower. “Clear skies with a hint of flower fall.” You said out of nowhere. Noritoshi couldn’t help but laugh out loud at that as he pocketed the flowers. “What a weather report.”

You smiled at him not noticing the figures by the door who were attracted to your mini flower storm. “Waaaa~ What’s all this for?”

You quickly turned to see two girls. One with blonde hair and one with short dark green hair that was almost black. “Nishimiya, Mai.” Noritoshi senpai called out.

Ah, so more school mates. The short blonde ran out and reached up for the petals, while the other followed from behind.

“Hello, I am an incoming first year here. Tsuchimikado Y/N, It is nice to meet you.” You greeted them with a bow.

“Ahhh, that Tsuchimikado huh?” to which you looked back up to the taller pretty woman with short hair. “The name’s Mai. Zenin Mai. Looks like we’ll be fellow classmates. Please take care of me.”

Zenin?! Whoa now there are two students here at Kyoto Jujutsu High who come from the Great 3 Jujutsu Families.

“Nishimiya Momo, 2nd year student. Just call me Momo senpai, Tsuchimikado chan. We saw the flowers from down below and just came to check what’s happening.”

“Is it okay if I address you as y/n chan?” Momo senpai asked. “Yes y/n is fine senpai, I don’t mind too much. I’ll be in both of your care!” You smiled at them.

“So what are you both doing up here Kamo-kun?” Momo turned to him. He calmly replied “I was bringing her around campus. She wanted to see the view from the rooftop.”

“Ahhh. So what Todo said about both of you being on a date wasn’t true then?”

You solemnly vowed to beat that man up the next time you see him. He knew what he was doing and he was provoking you very well. Still, it didn’t stop you and Noritoshi from both flushing hard, “It’s not a date!” You both exclaimed at the same time.

Mai was smirking. “Okay then. By the way, Y/n chan, our uniforms have arrived. I was just walking with Momo to the office to pick it up. Would you want to come along?”

You brightened up, “Of course I’ll go!” To which Noritoshi came up behind you and smiled as he leaned down to reach your height. “I have some other errands to do, you can go ahead with them.”

“Ah, th-thank you again for showing me around. I think I am more familiar with the place now.” You bowed again. He shook his head, “I’ve already got something better from you,” as he motioned to the flowers on the ground. “Now if you three would excuse me.”

After he left, you quickly blew all the flowers off the roof and towards the ground. “I made a mess without thinking.” You worriedly said. “Y/n, don’t worry about it. C’mon let’s go.” Momo pulled you along.

Mai just stared at the space where a bunch of petals were at a moment ago. ‘A natural born talent huh.’ She thought with a bit of jealousy as she turned to follow you guys.

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“Here you are!” The window handed you and Mai your uniforms. “Thank you so much!” You smiled at them. You looked over the custom made fits and everything seemed correct.

You had requested for pants and a short sleeved top along with a cape over it. You can also wear your favorite haori if not the cape. The top and the cape both have the Jujutsu High Buttons on them.

You had lunch with the girls and chatted with them, getting to know them a bit better. You discovered that Momo senpai was also admitted based on her family lineage. “Y/n chan, you also got in via your family?”

“Yes I did! My family is a bit small, but we are descendants of-”

“Abe no Seimei.” Mai finished for you, You turned to look at her in surprise before realizing that she was from the Zenin clan, of course they have a lot of information on the rest of the Jujutsu society.

You nodded at her. “You’re from the Zenin clan right Mai chan? Is that how you know Noritoshi senpai?”

“Yes, the big 3 Jujutsu clans have always been in touch with each other, so we know each other from a while back.” She replied.

You’re definitely not jealous that she knows Noritoshi. Definitely not.

“Noritoshi senpai? You don’t call him Kamo senpai?” Momo asked curiously.

“Ahh, he told me to call him that…?” You hesitantly asked. Momo’s eyes sparkled dangerously.

“Reaaally?? Mr. ‘I only care about studying and being the next Kamo clan head’ Noritoshi said that to you?”

What.

“Next clan head what?!” You were surprised. The whole time you were so casual with him, making him bring you around. Should you have been more formal?

“Ah, you didn’t know.” The two other girls stared at you in growing amusement, while you flapped around nervously.

“Oh my gosh and I was so casual with him?!” you panicked. “Should I be more formal with him from now on?”

Mai shrugged. “Dunno. I honestly don’t think he minds. He and Todo, they’re both a pain in the ass.”

“Have you also met Todo senpai? He asked me what my ideal type was earlier! So odd.” You said, to which Momo senpai just groaned out. “I’m classmates with both of them and they’re definitely a huge pain to deal with. Todo is just obsessed with his favorite idol Takada chan. Just ignore him, it will do you good. Trust me.” she added as an afterthought.

“If you say so.” You replied. The girls were nice, you were happy that there were some people you would get along with for sure.

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“Utahime sensei,” Noritoshi called out by the door to the staff room. “Coming! Just a moment!”

“Oh, it’s just you Kamo. What is it?” Utahime asked as she leaned against the door frame.

“There is this book I was reading, but I found some essential pages torn out. I borrowed it from the library.” He handed the volume over to Utahime, who checked it.

“Tsk, tsk. How could we have missed that? Must be a very old untouched volume. ‘The Tales and True Records of Soulmates’”. She looked up at him in curiosity. “What did you need it for?”

He cooly replied with the strongest poker face he had, “My father told me to be well versed in all forms and matters of Jujutsu. Some origins of special powers were known to originate from soulmate or fated pairs, and thus it piqued my interest.”

“Ah. I see,” Utahime hummed. “Well, we can’t do anything about it, but I can ask the library heads if they know of the origins of this book, so that we can locate the missing pages. But if you’d like I can help you locate more books on soulmates? If that helps? But I can’t go now. Maybe next week after class starts.”

“Yes, if you could please do so. Thank you sensei.”

Noritoshi returned to his dorm, and upon remembering the flowers that you had gifted him from the little flower show from earlier. He brought them out, smiling and touching the soft petals.

Then set to work on pressing and preserving the flowers in a thick book.

Blood Bound: Table of Contents

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ciel2411 · 3 years

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Chapter #1

*In hushed voices *

"Team Gama, have you completed the task?"

*through the intercom*

" Yessir, we have removed all the enemy's weapons. "

" Good. Now stay at the back and terminate any enemy fleeing from the front. We'll now attack."

"Actually I would like to send the rest of team gama to help at the front. The two of us can surely handle here."

"Fine then. I know I don't need to worry bout you two." the squad leader replies without hesitation.

" Roger that!"

The squad leader puts down their walkie talkie.

"Team Beta, ready??"

"Yessir!!"

"Okay 1, 2.....and 3!!!"

BOOOMM!!!

The sound of a grenade is followed by the sound of people screaming and panicking. It signified that now the enemies were alert.

"THROW THE SMOKE GRENADES!!!"

A wave of grenades land on the enemy's territory. The grenades start emitting smokes blocking the enemy's view of the troops invading.

The squad leader signals the troops to move forward with their hands.

Everyone quickly marches towards the fog determined to kill and not to get killed. Soon the sound of guns being fired fills the silence of the night. The air is now tainted with the smell of blood and gunpowder.

A panicking man comes running out of a door only to be greeted with smoke and zero visibility. He sees a flash of purple sweep through the smoke and the next thing he knows, he couldn't breathe. He slowly moves his hands down towards his abdomen which feels abnormally warm. When he lifts his hand again, he sees his hands are tainted with blood and soon his head touches the ground.

The girl with purple locks takes out her walkie talkie as she walks past the corpse.

"Block one cleared. The enemies are escaping from the back. Team Gama take action."

"Roger that."

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(ಠ⌣ಠ) character introduction(ಠ⌣ಠ)

UENA

Code: B125

Team: Beta

Position: Squad leader

Speciality: coming up with great strategies for missions.

Being the squad leader, yes she is responsible. Loves the colour purple a little too much. Is like the mom and cares deeply for everyone. Sensitive to tickles. Is serious and strict but the others bring the wild factor out of her.

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Just as she turns around a man lunges at her with a knife. He was too near for her to dodge him so she tries to block the attack with her hands, but just as she raises her hands, the person's right cheek is met with a strong fist which sends him right across the ground.

Her saviour then shoots three holes in the person's chest making sure he's dead.

" I think the squad leader needs to be more aware of her surroundings." The red-haired boy winks at Uena.

"That's why you always have my back." She winks back at him.

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(☞ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)☞ Character introduction (☞ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)☞

WILD

Code: B197

Team: Beta

Speciality: close combat

If you could describe him in one word then it would be 'FLIRT', that's all. Is a crackhead most of the time but can be serious sometimes. Popular among girls. Cracks jokes at serious times and has great physical strength.

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"Shall we go and help them at the back?" Wild asks her.

"Nah. They will kill us instead if we interrupt their so-called 'game'" Uena quotes the word game with her fingers.

Wild chuckles " Yes, last time they nearly did."

*At the back with team gama*

"Block one cleared. The enemies are escaping from the back. Team Gama take action."

"Roger that." The black-haired girl with a pixie cut puts down her walkie talkie. "Ok bitch this time I'm gonna win for sure. Mark my words."

"We'll see." The blonde girl raises an eyebrow and starts moving ahead as she lifts her rifle near her chest.

A man comes running from behind a building but soon sees the two and tries running back. The blonde places her finger on the trigger, ready to shoot.

"BANGGGG!!!"

The man's body falls lifelessly on the ground. A pool of red slowly surrounding him. The girl with blonde hair realises that she hasn't pushed on the trigger yet.

"Too late sweetie. Gotta speed up or you gonna get killed at this rate." The girl with a pixie haircut blows the smoke away from her gun as she speaks.

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XAN

Code: G313

Team: Gama

Speciality: quick reflex

Curses so much that one time she cursed a senior on the face (the consequences weren't that good you could say). The oldest among the group but doesn't act like one. Was the one to secretly teach the youngest members of the squad to swear. Has dark humour. In love with Xela.

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"You know what? Fuck this! Imma do it my way." The blonde drops her guns and pulls out two long swords from her back.

"Now that's better." She smirks as she runs towards more people charging at her.

Her sword goes right thru the neck of the first man she clashes with. She then jumps and locks her legs around the head of another person making them stumble and fall to the ground. Another man tries attacking her at the same time but before he knew it her sword pierces right through his abdomen and the person behind him.

"THAT'S 4/1 !!! YOU SURE YOU GONNA WIN ??" She shouts to Xan at the back.

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Hope

Code: G410

Team: Gama

Speciality: Sword or Knife handling.

The type of person who looks like they couldn't kill a fly but when in reality it's just the opposite. A kind and friendly soul but will lose all her kindness when she gets her hands on her swords.

In other words, don't judge a book by its cover:)

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The both of them continue their 'game' as they slaughter every single person in their sight. They kept track of their kills so whoever would have more kills at the end would win.

Xan kicks the person in front of her so he falls on his knees. She places the tip of the gun on his forehead as he opens his mouth to speak.

"Fuck you bitc- BAAMMM!!!" The bullet pierced thru his skull.

"You speak too slow." She says as she slightly pushes his head with the tip of her boot and his limp body now falls to the ground.

She turns around but a bullet goes right across her vision and pierces the left eye of the man just beside her who was ready to hit her with a scythe.

The man dropped cold on the ground.

She looks in the direction from where the bullet came. It was from a building a few meters away.

She talks into her intercom with a nervous smile, "Didn't that nearly kill me, babe?"

"BITCH IF I HADN'T DONE THAT YOU WOULD BE DEAD BY NOW!!!! AND WOWWW I DON'T EVEN GET A THANKYOU !! "

"I'm sorr-"

"YOU KNOW WHAT ?? GO KEEP FLEXING YOUR MOVES. I WON'T SAVE YOUR ASS ANYMORE SINCE IM NOT EVEN GETTING A THANKYOU!!!"

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XELA

Code: B110

Team: Beta

Position: Sniper

Speciality: Accurate Shooting

You know how this is gonna start with the word 'SHORT'(cuz fact is fact don't react). Has been dating Xan for three years now. Is literally the sweetheart of the gang. Loves pandas. Usually get teased on by Ciel (the one who's writing this rn ;))for her short height.

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"Woww the audacity of that brat to say that after I just save her life." She complains to no one in particular.

She tucks her blue hair behind her ear and continues to shoot people from her hideout.

She suddenly hears the sound of someone's boots coming towards her. She quickly pulls out a handgun and points it towards the person.

"Hey, hey, hey. Calm down there. It's just me shorty."

Xela relaxes as she realizes it's just her dumbass squadmate.

"Weren't you supposed to be with the others?"She asks him.

"Those two dumbfucks wanted to play their stupid games again and sent the rest of the team to the front. I knew pretty well that the front didn't need that much help so I decided to protect you instead since you'd be alone."He replied as he casually sat down and drank the energy drink that Xela had kept for herself.

"I'm sorry you don't need to worry about me. No enemy can ever find my hideouts." Xela gives a cocky smile.

"OH really??" He raises an eyebrow. "Then what about them?" He points behind him.

Xela's vision follows the direction of his fingers only to see a pile of dead bodies laying coldly on the floor.

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JUSTICE

Code: G687

Team: Gama

Speciality: Martial arts

Has anger issues and usually a hothead but cares deeply for his squadmates. Wouldn't say he is the smartest out of everyone but has good instincts. Loves challenging people for random things out of nowhere.

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" Team Gama reporting. The enemy's base has been cleared. But it seems that a bunch of them have escaped through the tunnels and are escaping in jeeps." Xela reports.

" I guess the alpha team members can handle that, so you guys hurry up and come back to the front."

The Uena tells everyone to assemble back.

*some miles away*

"Are you sure no one followed us?" The man asks breathlessly.

" Yes, no one could ever find that tunnel." The other one replied.

"We need to soon report it to our headquart-"

The man stops mid-sentence as they hear a loud noise coming from above them. No doubt it was a helicopter.

The man beside him takes his head out of the window to look at the helicopter but as soon as that, his body is torn in half by a shower of bullets. The other people inside the jeep are horrified by the sight in front of them.

"HURRY UP AND DRIVE FASTERR!!!!" one of them shouts. They all start panicking as showers of bullet start following their jeeps right behind them.

*above them inside the helicopter *

"Ahh ! 3 jeeps down!" The brunette girl shouts.

She clicks the trigger but the bullets don't fire. She realizes the machine gun was out of bullets.

"Ahh not now."She clicks her tongue and pulls out something long and large from the trunk beside her. It was a shoulder missile launcher which she modified herself to fire 2 missiles instead of one. "Comeonn baby it's time to show what you can do." She pats the long tube and places it on her shoulders.

1....2...3....

BOOMMM!!!

"Now that's more like it." She looks at the ruins of the 6 jeeps she just blasted but doesn't smile.

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(╥﹏╥)Character introduction(╥﹏╥)

CIEL

(it's me bitches)

code: A114

team: Alpha

Speciality: Weapon handling and altering

The youngest and the sunshine of the squad.Has a hobby of customizing weapons to her will. Is the one who is friends with literally everyone (even people from other squads). Feels guilty after killing people during missions(even tho they are the enemy).

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"Is that all ?"She asks the person flying the helicopter.

"Nope, 4 more jeeps have escaped way up in the front." The silver-haired boy responds.

"Ohh ok."

"There they are." The boy pushes a certain button which Ciel notices.

"Wait no they aren't ready yet!!" She looks at the boy in disbelief. A sense of panic rising in her.

"Yes, they are. Ik the major didn't approve of this invention of yours cuz he is a dumbass but I have seen how hard you worked for it and let me tell you they're awesome!! Plus this the perfect time to test them."The girl's blue eyes glisten as she hears the boy's words.

As he pushed the button, two projections emerge out from either side of the helicopter, each projection loaded with a bunch of missiles. He targets the four jeeps running on the ground. A sign 'Target Engaged' displays on the screen and the boy pushes the button on the lever next to him.

4 missiles flare through the air and hit the 4 jeeps on the ground each. It produces a huge explosion. "DAMNNNN THAT WAS FUCKING COOOL CIELL!!!" The boy shouts.

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CHANCE

Code: A130

Team: Alpha

Speciality: can drive or fly literally anything, be it warcraft, battleship, tank etc.

Doesn't talk much and comes off as cold to people who don't know him but his squadmates know how much he cares about them. Ironically he is very good with words and is good at comforting and reassuring his loved ones. Very lazy. Good at reading people.

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"Team alpha reporting. Mission complete. I repeat, mission complete."

Uena informs everyone that the two did their job and now the mission was completed. Everyone sighs a breath of relief knowing that now they could return home and have a good rest.

After all, being a soldier is exhausting...

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You's Unlucky Pattern Chapter 1

I used a backup prompt today, "sisters" because I didn't have any interesting ideas for the current prompt and I wanted to do a Cocoro fic.

Words: ~700

Summary: You was starting to see a pattern in her life. And she didn't like it.

Also on Ao3

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At this point, You was starting to take it personally.

She hadn’t been thrilled when, in their second year, a beautiful new transfer student showed up from Tokyo and Chika started swooning over her. In the end, though, it had all worked out. They were good friends now, and You was starting to feel like maybe she had a chance with Chika again.

And then, in their third year, a beautiful new transfer student showed up from Tokyo, and Chika was looking at her with such an intense gaze that You could practically see hearts popping up in her eyes. It took all she had not to slam her forehead into the desk in front of her.

This time, at least, Chka had enough self control to not jump up and immediately start pestering the girl until after class was over, rather than right in the middle of it.

“Are you really from Tokyo?” she asked eagerly.

“Um,” the girl- who’d introduced herself as Cocoro- said, looking a little flustered at Chika’s over the top enthusiasm. “Yes.”

“Is your last name really Yazawa?”

A resigned look crossed Cocoro’s face. You couldn’t blame her. A black haired, red eyed girl with the last name Yazawa spelled “arrow” and “marsh”? And she’d come from a school in Tokyo to a middle of nowhere place like this? It was only too obvious why you’d make a transfer like that. But even somewhere this remote, she’d run into someone who recognized that name.

“That’s such a crazy coincidence!” Chika said, grabbing her hands. “It’s a miracle!”

...That line again?

“A… coincidence?” Cocoro said, blinking.

“Have you heard of a school idol group called μ’s?”

“Eh? Y-Yes…” Cocoro stammered, clearly caught off guard.

“There’s a girl in that group called Nico Yazawa!” Chika said, excitedly. “And they won Love Live! And me and You, we were in a group that won Love Live too! And now a girl with the name Yazawa shows up! Amazing!”

You stared at Chika in disbelief. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Cocoro doing the same.

“We should definitely be friends!”

“Um, sure…”

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“So you’re a little sister too?” Chika asked, swallowing a mouthful of rice. “We’ve known each other for months and you never mentioned it!”

“A little sister and a big sister,” Cocoro said. “I have a little brother, a big sister, and a twin. But they’re still back in Tokyo, so I guess it just never came up.”

“Wowww, a twin?” Chika said, her eyes widening. “That’s so cool!”

She flopped down on the desk, frowning. “I have two older sisters… Shima is alright, but Mito sucks.”

You laughed. “You’ll be in trouble if she hears you saying that,” she teased.

Chika let out a groan and then turned back to Cocoro. “How about you? What’s your older sister like?”

Cocoro smiled. “She’s great,” she said. “Our dad… died when I was really young. And after that, Mom was really busy working to support the family… so N- my older sister helped to raise all of us. She used to cook with us, and play with us, and she’d always be there for us if we ever had a problem.”

“She sounds so nice… I wanna trade!” Chika said, and Cocoro giggled.

“No way,” she said. “Not for anyone in the world.”

“Ah, I forgot to get a drink,” Chika said. “I’ll be right back.”

“Okay,” Cocoro said.

Once Chika was out of the room, Cocoro bent forward, leaning her elbows onto the desk and clutching her head.

“You… be honest with me.”

“Sure,” You said.

“...Has Chika really not figured it out? Even after that?”

You rubbed the back of her head. “Well…” she said.

Cocoro groaned and let her head drop down onto the desk. “I almost just want to tell her at this point,” she mumbled. “This is stressing me out.”

You reached out and patted her on the head.

“Why don’t you?” she asked.

Cocoro went silent for a second.

“...You can’t laugh,” she said, turning her face to look at You.

“I won’t,” You said.

I don’t want her to think of me as just Nico’s sister, you know?” Cocoro blushed and adverted her eyes. “Since… I l-like her.”

You’s stomach fell.

She was definitely going to start taking this personally.

#love live #love live sunshine #llss #storytag:you's unlucky pattern

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Jan 2020 - May 2020

Jan 2020 - Went to El Vez for our mensiverary! Omnomnom and got back to sleeping over your house every weekend & seeing my wittle mans.

Feb 2020 - Went to Fogo for mensiversary/Valentines day. That’s where we got the buy one get one free on next visit. That’s also where you took that picture & kept saying wowww you look so handsome. We also had tres leche cake. We also hung out with Spencer & Ruby one weekend. Went to Queens and wanted to go to Dessert Kitchen but turns out they changed brand. And so we went across the street to a new spot. We also tried that bubble tea place you wanted to try out. Twas good. We also went ice skating at Bryant Park! But before that, you had a sponge cake and almost made you pass out on the train. I remember you had to sit down for like 30 minutes before feeling better. Eventually we got to ice skate for maybe an hour or so. Then we got Jamba and went to Kabayan. At the end of the month, we went to Paris! With just Ruby at first lol, and then Spencer joined once he was finished with exams. I remember it was raining when we landed. We found our airbnb and relaxed for a little. Then we got crepes, you & Ruby got savory while I got my go to- strawberry, banana & nutella. YUM! Then we went to an ice cream spot- you made me take a picture w/ it because it looked like a vageeeena. Then we walked around a little bit, we found a park where we were trying to take pics in front of this fountain/statue but out of nowhere it started down pouring. Was so funny looking at the pictures. Then we went to a supermarket where we got snacks and ice cream and went back to airbnb. Later that night, we went to that cheese place. We had meats and a whole bunch of cheese. We each had our own melting pan, was so yummy. We got lucky because we didn’t reserve but we told them we can be done in an hour. After we were done eating, we went home & got ready for bed. Day 2 in Paris- I woke up around 11 something to messages from the airbnb host asking if we left. I was so confused and then realized I had only booked the airbnb for the one night because we were switching to the other one we had booked. So we were all rushing, and your stank a** didn’t shower the night before. None of us brushed our teeth, so we quickly got ready & left. We saw a woman and a man downstairs, but they were separate. So we put the lock back in and then come to find out, the woman was the cleaning lady. She seemed mad lol. We found a locker storage place & put our luggage in there. Then went to this breakfast spot that had a picture of a woman with big tatas and made you so happy & giddy. Then we went to St Chappelle where we walked around. Then went to Laduree and got yummy macaroons. Walked over to Musee de Orsee. Stayed there for a bit then left and ate macaroons outside. I remember walking out to some guy roasting chestnuts. And then there was a pigeon that people were taking pics of. We finished macaroons, went back home and stopped by a bakery where you guys got croissants and I got chocolate eclair. Then we got our luggage and uber’d to the new airbnb. I remember mine & Ruby’s luggage smelled so bad! Probably because it was went from the rain and then we put it in storage. Anyway, we met up with the airbnb guy & he walked us upstairs. I remember he offered to bring the luggage up for us and I was like no its ok. Meanwhile me and Ruby were dying lol. And there were those damn rods that were so loose & almost slipped on them. We finally get into airbnb- it was really nice except they had no handsoap so we had to buy. It was nice that the toilet was separate from the actual bathroom. We found a place to eat nearby - that’s where we tried snails. Then on our way back, we stopped by the grocery store, we got soap, Ruby got her pistachio ice cream & you got your bag of madeline cookies. We go back to airbnb and go to bed. Actually, that first night I remember staying up till really late and poor Ruby was standing by the couch the whole time lol. 3rd day - we went to the bakery to get a loaf of bread and some croissants. Came back to airbnb and made toast. We also bought some juice that was really good. Then waited for Spencer to come. Once he got in, we uber’d to Eiffel Tower. It was sooooo cold that day. I remember you kept asking me what I was going to wear and I had nothing nice lol. We had to wait in line for a little, then we eventually got to go up. We took our pictures & it quickly became dark. As we were leaving, the tower lit up so we took pictures. Then you made us walk to some grass area in front of the tower to take pictures. Little did I know, you were going to propose! I was so shook LOL. I just remember you positioning me for the pic and then you went to Ruby and Spencer to tell them how to take the pic. We get done and then I start walking away and you go “hey baybuh” and you drop down to one knee and say will you marry me? You were smiling and I think I was so shocked I didn’t say anything. I think I said what? Or really? Lol and you asked again and I was like omg yeah. And I teared up a little bit lol. You got me good man! I knew the moment was coming this year but didn’t think it was this trip. Then we go to some restaurant that had that beef stew. We ordered scallops I think, french onion soup & 4 of those beef stews lol. Then we go back home. We all shower and then hubba hubba lol. Next day, we go to Arc de Triumph & Catacombs. Arc de Triumph we had to walk up a bajillion stairs, I was tiyud! I was also wearing boots which didn’t help at all. Catacombs was cool, freaky but cool. Prior to Catacombs, we had Mcdonalds. I had same old but I think you guys tried something different. After Catacombs, we went to the Lourve. Where both you & Spencer took shieeeets lol. Walked around a little, then went to a restaurant. The original one we went to, there was like an hour wait so we went to some place across the street. After dinner, we went back home. I went to shower first, then Spencer/ Ruby but they used up all the hot water. So you slept outside. Last day in Paris, we found a locker spot to store our luggage since our flight wasn’t until later that day. We walked around, ate at some pho place near our first airbnb. Went to airport, got more macaroons. Then flew back to NYC.

Mar 2020 - Jensen’s first bday! Then we met up w/ Spencer & Ruby. Went to Kulu and that’s when we last saw them lol. We went to Fogo this month to celebrate mensiversary which was really risky when I look back at it now because of Rona. But we washed our hands a lot. Little did I know, that second weekend would be the last weekend I see my wittle mans :( Then we went into quarantine/ lockdown. And you have been happy and playing WOW every second of everyday while getting paid. SMH lucky bastid.

Apr 2020 - we celebrated our mensiversary eating bowl noodles and on Facetime lol. You went into work this one time and was very sad.

May 2020 - our EIGHT year anniversary! First anniversary as an engaged couple. Did we even celebrate? LOL I remember we were supposed to facetime and eat noodles but I don’t think we ever did. HMPH.

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[C-1 / M-18] Text One

i tried to write a short bio about myself and my music project

but

Bio

Kharkiv

too yolo for being a DJ

ambient, noise

Weaponized naivness, helpless attack

Kanye West, PJ Harvey

Bee Pole EP

Pure EP

Love LP

NII, Powerhouse, Plivka, Zhyvot

A/V

CHSZM - experimental electronic project of Aleksei Podat, based in Kharkiv, Ukraine. Started producing music at the age of 13 after being an EDM DJ at St. Petersburg pirate radiostation for 2 years.

Now he creates melodic noise which he describes as sound of “pure naviete weaponized by haunting helplessness of logic&QUITE-EMOTIONAL-APPROACH-TO-ANYTHING&O - V - E -R -R RE-ACTING"T[M]. His greatest influences were Kanye West and PJ Harvey, as for now among them appeared some Kyiv(NO)-meta-based artists like (Ivan Skoryna) - is - (actual artist name) John Object, and Moscow (Still-NO;still-meta) based media-artists AWN-naw

(wowww, an artist doesn’t have a PAGE, HOW’S THAT, MR. Цукерберг, Марк, Mr TAG EVERYONE ON EVERY BIT OF YOUR tinyDaATa ttmmm] soundcloud.com/awn_naw

so: and Zurkas Tepla

[the..articles are so difficult, I know how journalists may feel, sometimes, about posting a klikByte-headed material about poverty, war, or numerous G20 Ideologic rave party, I AM CHARLIE, CHARLIE SHEEN CAUGHT ROBBING WALLtm-MART NEAR THE FREEDOM ST., BUT luckily, the casser worker! had called the police last night, when they! heard some "sounds of (violent) noise.. haha great my friend got a vynil of this, which i have no possibility to actually hear, my sounds of noise are shaped by the bloodstream of mine and the clone of Mine[tm] who hopes, i hust buy it as fast as he could be tauht, at their trial lol trial, you have noone to feed, don’t you, family-less, dropped out of nowhere worker huhhh]

NEXT PARAGRAPH is/was/will be ABOUT - ( WHINNING ABIOUT UKRAINIAN BANK ACCOUNTS NOT ACCEPTING BANDCAMP TRANSACTIONS TRHOUIG PAY PAL DAM)….

I GOTTA MAKE THOSE FUCKING CASSETTES NOBODY REALLY NEADS, EXCEPT ONE ( you are dramqueened, lolll) Ph.D of USA University, which i respect, for the interest in New East culture. [I’d like them to show me. where’s the new east, so i could finally show em the old one]

Me Respect Professos, what’s wrong with that huh?)))), I am studying at Karazin University, I AM studying political sciences, without a bit of post-truth politics, just post-truth patriot-oriented education, it’s quite depressing. (UBA - shorter, smarter look, more modern than the actual modern term Ukrainian Bank Accounts, and it sounds like UBER, like not the taxi service, which robs every piece of his stuff, including the clever-auto-routed-cars. of course. If they are clever, they are good enough to be credited as stuff, AND BE TAKEN SERIOUS SUPPOSEDLY I GUESS MAYBE i don’t kno, tho, lo ve16/03/18 first LP has been self-released you kno, i gottaa promote it, and i do my best at it, since i left label with audience in Facebook of 3k people - next kp - k people, not k-pop,; Soundcloud like 7+kp (non k-pop also, they don’t even use it, u must be kidding, kidDO - kidDO - essential mobile app just for YOUR smartphone, to get you a proper kid. Look at you(r,) "kid” and look at “kidDO"TM!!! - exclamaiton marks are here to gain psychical pressure on our deer, hi that’s was bad jokey…like your kiddo, dear, dear, very dear, and precious customers, not to exclaim that we have registered this trademark with absolutely obvious "misunderstandings” with law, and fully understanding with the power….forces..FORCES OF POWER, OF

LOVE,

KNO, TO OUR CUSTOMERS…so, not to seem a little bit weird but I don’t feel lonely, I have a great support of my family and friends, I sometimes do just awful things to them, like…idk…being an artist with great not only the creative potential, but a POT(i’d smoke this sh1t on 3v3ryday bas1s in case I would have agreed on following the path of using potential #2, it’d be weird if i liked a chance to be a person like in example NUMBER TWO, u kno, TWO, 2, LOSER, FUCKING LOOSER,) ential of sitting my ass out near shitty PC on windows XP (Mhhmhmm, safety, in Ukrainian IT companies… is quite interesting quiestion, wee(d) n(w)eed to look at it from different perspectives, different angles…) (actually i do the same at my dorm, or at mama-house(TM haha, no, sry, i’m not THAT misogynistic human being, to EVEN Imagine™ my mother, as a woman, first of all (fck offff my “i-understood-Freud-wrong-but-1-read-it-ironically-so-fuckk-you”-mates, I understand these great postmod(ern)(ehhh)(snobbyy)(but i like it) possibilities that came out as a pale garbage, like from the corpse, the corpse of a most pale kidDO (of course if our company be mistakeyy just a lil bit, like “oops”), as soon as you got a thought in you head like “Oh, over-using (that small dash as a reminder - if you misread oversueing somehow, goto "mylawyer” and think a bit once, than a little bit more, and than turn your MINDPOWER [LP3, 2026 new demos never, I know, I’m a bit of paranoid about showing my stuff to anonymouses like ISIS or Presidents, like very very bad presidents, like, I even don’t kno who to mention, but you’ve got the point, they could rip off my MASTERPOWER [LP0 It was already released, and you are not talanted in googling enough to find it eat my t-shirts, to be more accurate, not shirts, i’m not that “kid” if he could be reffered like this too, since 29 years of struggle through average mid-class family “oopsey-woopseys”, Hey, CC [NoN-creative-commoned-Comedy-Central, so “™”], wanna see an episode dated 1999 where Bart SimpsonS, using his MINDPOWER, obviously"TM", becomes a high-school breakbit-techno-house-electro DJ BioSex [in reversed order, please, mix, but do not shake, please, to make a cocktail which our modern “underground electroni#css” music scene like really deserves

ADVERTPERVERT ROUBRIQUE [le]

Fill a collins glass with ice. Add tequila and midori, fill rest of glass with sour mix, and garnish with an orange slice and a cherry. Then drink it by yourself if you truly believe, that you are great at mixing 4/4 tracks, OH GOSH HOW MEAN I AM, I WAS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE MEAN TO A PERSON WHO JUST MAKES A LIVING ON DOING EVERYTHING HE WANTS, LIKE VINYLL FLIP-FLOPS, AND CD’S CHANGINGGGG [REALLY HOT DOWN HERE, YOU NOW, HEATING IS GOING LIKE SHUSH, ITS JUST SO HOT UNDER THE DJ TABLE FUCK IT, IKEA, YOU GOTTA DO SMTH WITH IT]..sorry,..fck, almost forgot about this phoney thingy [IKEAtm - more than trade, more than marks, IKEA rules, here are scandinavian workers tired sparks (around head) (from amusement, how GOOD, it TASTES, to eat CHICKEN, at the TABLE, you know you PRODUCED, but you DON’T CARE [mArXXXattention - marxists fukof, i know i’m using some kind of “not really accurate” info!! about your DAD’S BOOK, i’m sorry, I never gonna touch it again, I promise, peace] [Fuck xxxtentaciwho, i don’t stand public image of a talented musician to be spoiled with so fucked up facts, like beating someone for a long time, or having sex with a person against their will, and that’s not a joke. Pretty sad that talented freshmen will never be a talented human being for me, but he still is for someone, and those are might be fucked up as hell also, not as much as a person, who fucks another with a fork, or other objects [even if he does it in postmod, that’s cruel to kids, think about what happend to WW2 kids, and X it on the quantity of eyes that never seen the damn piece of war [lucky ones, would be like to feel a bit like that] [i’m lucky too, but not that much, you kno, “Sloviansk"TM, or how it frequently was trasliterated from "local-pronounciation” - Slavinsk [CC license] - [src: telegraph.co.uk/…/Donetsk-police-chief-forced-out-as-Ukrain…, BTW! using a chance of such a productivity FUCK Telegraph, and probably fUcK BBC News [can’t find a source, but i remember this LE GOOGLE-LESS JOURNALIST REPORTAGE for not having a MINDPOWER, and what’s more important, for them, as professionals, of “dividing"TM "bad people"TM and "good people"TM - a MASTERPOWER ability. Purchase Love LP. LP is for Pl which is for [sorry, my polish friends, and people who don’t understand slavic-english-writing-stYLO [stereotype], sorry, I’m very very sorry, that IT HAPPENED[TM], yeas, Pl - which is for Please! Sorry! I admit, I took you to the really dark place, but I Love you, and I really want you to survive. [really enjoying’ my time with those funny Latin letters, playing with them, omg, i don’t even kno what doessss the DAMN.[really liked it, but TPAB was way better, please take a note, Kendrick, i’m your fan for 3 yrs, my opinion weighs smth, huh? I don’t even have fans which are able to notice when i delete a bunch of my “First Relaeses” from bandcamp. That’s for good, actually, I’d like not to get any messages containg things like “Hei Aleksei! Your first release Ножові was great and thought-provoking, and your last LP called..let me think, Laugh? Life? Ah, I remembered it’s called] half of my words mean

And yeah

Love / OUT NOW

CHSZM - noise music project of Kharkiv based media-artist Aleksei Podat.

Hometown: Sloviansk

Birthdate: 25/08/1996

gosh, i got these voices sequenced to 4/4 again, moom. I need a PROFESSIONAL HERE

if you got some psychologist help to advice, i’d be shy, but greatful

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#black and white #long post #postmodern #new literature

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