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drumlincountry · 2 years

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Strikes are a great opportunity to consciously appreciate what other people do for you without u noticing! Which is 1. Good for our common wellbeing (builds solidarity). 2. Good for your personal wellbeing (gratitude, hope, and connection are better headmates than despair, alienation, and loneliness). 3. Good for wellbeing of the strike and the union (directs the anger about the strike where they should be, aimed the people who are mistreating workers)

Like @ my UK folllowers. The rail strike is super fucking annoying right? You can't get where you need to go! Your life is more difficult right now. The flip side of that is these rail workers have been making your life quietly, subtly easier for years and years and years!

Capitalism loves to obscure these relationships - and it's true that they're mostly impersonal relationships. You're not FRIENDS with everyone who grows your food or makes your clothes or drives your trains or cleans your city.

You will never meet most of the people whose daily work supports your life - or most of the people who benefit from your work! But they're real. We're real. And we're really helping each other. That's a real connection. They're people you owe a lot to.

And these people who make your life better every day are suffering for it! They haven't been treated fairly or right.

It's easy to just get annoyed at the inconvenience of strike action, and God knows there are powerful forces urging that annoyance. But this is how we can regain some of our lost humanity, in this system of violence that crushes us all. This is what solidarity is. These people have been helping you. This is time to learn, connect, support. Help them back.

#unions #strike action #rmt union #rmt strike #I'm preaching to the choir on tumblr I know #But i'm right #This gratitude stuff isn't a game. It's urgent and needed.#Me Fein #Being angry and scared and disconnected doesn't help us #Also I couldn't find a strike fund to add to this post if anyone has one Lmk #gratitude #mick lynch #I'm posting this to mick Lynch's tag because lots of people are using it but look at me!!!! We are NOT going to build a cult of personality #We simply aren't. girlies we are not gonna do it.

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nogenderbee · 2 months

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♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝕀𝕟𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕠𝕣 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ anon request: Hope requests aren't closed. Could I request Gepard, Argenti, Dan Heng, and Jing Yuan with a s/o who is an excellent inventor? Toys, machines, they can make anything.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ They weren't when you requested so you're good! Also, I don't write for Argenti so hope you don't mind me changing him for Serval! She just suits here so well and I need more of the girlies so you can say I kinda took the opportunity there~ Anyway, hope it's still up to your liking!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff

✧ Dan Heng probably knows both a lot and a little about subject of inventing

✧ he read about it and even saw few constructions due to adventuring from planet to planet, but he also never really did it himself

✧ you'll have to introduce him to all the shortcuts while inventing something because he knows just the long and boring way, like instructions said, he'll do the exact steps

✧ he doesn't really mind and find it actually quite interesting to help you around

✧ but if your workshop is loud... he may not be big fan... and if you're trabilazer like him and all the noise is coming from the next room? Yeah, he'd loose it...

"Y/N. How about we go grab some sweets and you finish your work later? I need a break..."

✧ don't get him wrong, he's happy you're working on your skills but he just doesn't like the noise and would much prefer go on a walk while you work

✧ but at least he helps you with cleaning and quieter parts of inventing!

✧ tho if you live on planet and he rarely visits you we it is... he may not mind the noise as much. He's simply more focused on spending some quality time with you than that

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@miya-akane @toyaswif3y - come get your quiet but scary trabilazer!

✧ Gepard is honestly happy for your achievements and you probably met each other through Serval

✧ but... let no one ask him who's better inventor... he's not gonna be able to choose between you and his sister so he'll end up with basic answer, simply saying you're both great which he's not lying about

✧ but if we can avoid that, he knows quite a bit about it so he'll often drop by and see how you're doing

✧ and if you need help, he wouldn't mind doing so we long as he's not busy

✧ if he won't know something... he can always ask you or Serval if you'll need some professional advice too!

✧ this boy is so busy and now he also has 2 inventors to help... he often leaves you or Serval mid day to go to another one, so he won't seem like he's playing favorites because he loves you both equally, just in different ways

"Hey love, I'll go see how Serval's doing, okey? I'll come back later so I can help you more since I know you're busy. I'll be back in 1 of 2 hours."

✧ but... Serval often kicks him out to help his partner, she's like tou cupid if you think about it...

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✧ Serval is too!! You guys either met through work and bonded OR became close and just later realized you're both inventors

✧ when you were far enough into relationship, she definitely wanted to combine your two workshops so instead of "competing against each other", you could work together

✧ and lemme tell you... if you do it, your business is going CRAZY since you're both one of the best inventors in Belebog

✧ if you ever struggle with idea, fixing or making something, she's the one you should go for!

✧ she knows you're a bit better than her and will often mention it, not because she had low self-esteem but because she's proud girlfriend and wants to compliment you

"Hehe~ C'mon, you're the best at it! You need to teach me your trick someday, alright? In exchange... I could take you on a date next week! I'll clear my schedule so we can spend entire day with each other."

✧ expect her to be a little flirty from time to time when you work, sneaking little notes between not important machines so you'll wonder why it's not working just to find love letter there, or send some flying little robot with hear or chocolates on it... many can happen when she's in the playful mood!

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✧ Jing Yuan most likely knows every citizen of Xianzhou Luofu, some worse some better... so he definitely knew you even before you got into relationship

✧ but your relationship either developed by him hiring you one day or him getting w little crush and visiting you often

✧ and when you're together, he'll often drop by to see how you're doing and he'll you around

✧ and when he can't come check up on you because of his work... he'll simply send someone to you! It can be either Cloud Knight on patrol or Yanqing passing by

✧ he loves seeing how much you can do with just the idea and materials. So he'll sometimes sit down next to you and watch you work

✧ his favorite thing is to see the project developed all the way from simple scratch to finished product

✧ he'll also remind you of breaks, taking you out for something sweet or to restaurant whenever you finish project you've been working for days

"It looks great, my dear. Now let's go eat something. My treat. Trust me, you deserve it for all the good work you did there."

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@miya-akane - come get your soft general~

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swabian-princess · 11 months

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Domestic engineer tales - cooking 101

Hey girlies, todays topic is cooking. I know many girls that are scared to start their cooking journey and I know girls that simply don't want to cook.

Well, I believe that being able to cook and to alter recipes to your liking are so so important! It saves money in the long run, is healthier than take out and men are impressed!

I remember one instance: my bf and I were together for around 1,5 years at that time and I surprised him with a simple meal - chickenbreast with mushroom-cream-sauce on Tagliatelle. Everything but the Tagliatelle was made from scratch. He was so impressed - he literally told me a few months later, that he fell even more in love with me on that day.

I had professional cooking lessons for the majority of my schooltime and I like to believe that I'm a good cook! That's why I thought it would be nice to have some tips and tricks for you all!

1. If you want a meal to taste more like garlic do this: don't add the garlic in the beginning, instead just right before your meal is finished cooking. That adds way more garlic flavour!

2. Never overstir your pancake or cookie dough batter! It makes the finished products dense and a little bit stale - everything we don't like! Stir your batter just long enough, you shouldn't be able to see big patches of flour (a little is fine) and that's usually the perfect mixture!

3. Always let your dough rest! Especially yeast dough but also pasta and dumpling dough. This makes the dough more tender and easier to work with. If your recipe states a specific rest time - always follow the instructions!

4. If you want to make hot lemon water for health benefits make sure that your water is not boiling. If it's to hot for too long it will destroy all the nutrients and vitamins in the lemon!

5. If you're working with yeast - make sure that your liquids aren't too hot! This will kill the yeast (doesn't matter if instant or not) and your dough won't rise!

6. Don't use normal olive oil for cooking. Olive oil easily burns at a still low temperature and this can lead to a bitter taste. It's better for cold salad dressings or as a seasoning!

7. Your stove has different settings on purpose! You don't need to blast the highest setting all the time - this often leads to food that's burned on the outside and raw in the middle. I'm gonna take pancakes as an example: put your stove on middle heat, put a little bit oil in your non stick pan and wait 3-5min for your pan to heat up. Once your pan is hot enough (test it with your hands above the pan), take some kitchen towels and take off all the excess oil in the pan. Lastly, pour in your pancake batter and watch how your pancakes will cook to perfection instead of being burned and still full of liquid on the inside!

Lots of love

Selene

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salami2 · 2 years

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| The “Day Off” |

| eddie munson x fem!reader, platonic!steve, platonic!robin, platonic!nancy |

| warning!(s) - eddie calling you princess & baby, mentions of past sexual activities/innuendos, mentions of eating, drinking (alcohol), eds being kinda a perv, mention of death, the both of you being lovey- dovey, basically everyone being a lil’ OOC.

| a:n - just wanted to write at least one eddie fic with pure fluff to let go of my pain! enjoy <3

“Wait… what?”

You didn’t expect to hear Nancy Wheeler's melancholic voice on a chilly, Saturday morning in November. The sound of birds coming awake near the window of your bedroom. They were certainly more awake than you were.

Tiredly, you sit upright on your bed. Rubbing your eye with one hand and the other holding onto the bedside phone.

“Just you, me, Steve, Robin and your sweet ol’ lover Eddie Munson,” She states, “We’ll do some early morning shopping when there aren't many people and just spend the whole day out.”

While you would usually not want to do these two types of things, there were two factors that made you think about it:

1: Nancy Wheeler was the one who suggested it. Much different then Steve, who would usually insinuate outings.

And 2: She dropped your favourite boy's name…

You sighed, groaning into the phone. “Ok, fuck it- let’s do it. Gotta admit, this is new, Nancy. Never thought you’d ever want to do something fun.” you chuckled, picturing her annoyed expression perfectly in your mind.

“Just hurry and dress up. I plan on getting a well deserved break.”

And with that, she hangs up the phone on you. Making you shake your head. Though, you couldn’t help but agree with the poor, overworked girl. Girlie needs it!

Thoughts of Eddie lingered in your mind while you scowarged through your closet. A stupid smile plastered on your face at the thought of his stupid- but pretty- face. A small blush forming on your cheeks.

It did not take long before you could see Steve’s car pull up in your driveway, honking the horn once as to grab your attention, but not wake anyone.

Eddie excited the car, excited to see you again. His body leaned against the car, eyes darting around to try and find you.

You emerged, dresses in your favourite blouse, long skirt and high heeled boots. While slipping on a brown, soft coat you stole from your mom. Like always, Eddie was astounded by your beauty. Entranced with the Morticia that made his Gomez.

Like a bolt, you clicked the door shut and ran up into Eddie’s arms. Giggling like a school girl.

“God, you’re so fucking beautiful, princess.” He professed, giving a chaste kiss to your temple.

“Goodmorning to you, too.” you chuckle, pulling him in for an actual kiss.

Steve honks his horn again to grab both your attention.

“Ok, lovebirds! You’re grossing out poor Robin here, don't stop making out and get in the car!”

Eddie rolled his eyes, offering a hand inside the car with a sweet smile. You slipped yours into his and giggled. Your boyfriend was a gentleman, after all.

Nancy smacked Steve's shoulder and grabbed his attention at the steering wheel. “C’mon, let’s get this show on the road!” Steve scoffed. “Yeah, I know. You act like we basically don’t have the entire day, Nance.”

You sat in the middle of Robin and Eddie. Resting your head on his shoulder and playing with his rings.

Robin sighed at the sight of you both being all buddy buddy with each other.

“Wish I had that kinda chemistry with Vickie. Maybe then I would vomit less whenever you two are together.” She joked, punching her in the shoulder.

The car ride was long. There were not too many car on the road, making it seem ghostly. The radio blasted the newest songs much to Eddie's dislike. Which he may or may not have gotten into argument with Steve on putting on his own music. But he simply said: “It’s my car, I’m driving, so it’s gonna be my music, Munson.”

Finally, after what seemed like a decade, your destination had arrived. Nancy got out of the car first, fully ready for the day ahead of her.

It took a while to drag Steve and Robin through those front doors, but it was worth it. The mall was almost desolate despite the couple of people roaming around.

Your eyes scan around and hit a store that catched your attention.

“Eddie, look! Let’s go over there.” You point, grabbing him by the arm. He chuckles.

The sound of Nancys voice reached your ears before you could get inside. “Be at the food court by 12 for lunch!” she exclaims, as everyone splits up to do their own shopping.

“Ah- hey! No peeking, Ed!”

Your hand swatted away at Eddie, who was trying to sneak in on you changing into the lovely shirt you found on the rack.

“Is it a crime to see my lovely girlfriend's body?” He jokes, sitting back down on the bench near the changing room.

You rolled your eyes. “You’re acting like you didn’t see and feel my body last night…” Your voice teased, making him remind of the nightly activities you did at his place last night.

Finally, you emerged from the dressing room. Giving him a little twirl and fiddling with the shirt. “Whaddya think?”

He puts on a playful gasp, hands both placed on his cheeks. Home Alone adition.

“Princess, you look like a goddess!” He places a kiss on your forehead. You laugh at your boyfriend's antics.

“It's just a new shirt, Ed.” You laugh, playfully pushing him in the shoulder. “A new shirt that I would happily rip off and neatly put it away before going down on you.”

Your eyes scatter around the small store. Eyes catching onto a black, leather jacket that hung there on the rack. Waltzing up to it, you pull it off and hold it up for him. “Look at this. Wanna try it on? For me?”

How could Eddie say no to your pleas? He immediately takes off his own jackets and slips the new one on. Making you blush like a schoolgirl at the sight.

His body was accentuated with the new clothing garment. Eddies slightly toned chest and arms looking amazing in it.

“Holy shit…” You muttered. He spins around and looks in the mirror. Adjusting his hair and smiling at himself.

“Damn. I look good!” He exclaims, checking himself out in the mirror. You nodded, not being able to make the right words on how you feel come out.

“You look.. hoooot.” You dragged out. He pulled you in closer by the waist. Placing a firm kiss on your lips, laughing while doing so. “Guess I’m going to keep this, princess.”

It didn't take long before you and Eddie's perfect moment was rudely interrupted by abrupt laughter from a Steve and a Robin. Robin, crouched inside a steel shopping cart. And Steve, driving said shopping cart while trying to catch his breath.

Both of your eyes widened. Rushing up to the chaotic duo.

“What the hell!?” You shouted. Robin broke down into a fit of laughter. “Hop on in, guys!” She motioned.

Eddie hung off the side without question. In a fit you paid the poor cashier in the store for the shirt and jacket and hopped inside the cart.

“This is crazy-“ You manage to say, despite the constant shaking of the cart going- what seemed to be- 1000 miles an hour. “Yeah, crazy fun!” Robin retaliated.

This day was not what a certain Wheeler was expecting. Cathching up to her friends complete stupidity while apologizing on behalf of them.

It. Was. Chaos.

Lunch rolled around: Nancy found the perfect restaurant near the mall. Classy, chic. Robin and Steve managed to ruin it by spilling water on the waitress and starting a debate on which movie actress was hottest.

They were at the GAP, and got kicked out because the staff caught you and your boyfriend performing… activities in the changing room. But in your defence!…

No, never-mind, you had no defence-

Now, the sun was setting. All of you, hanging around the mall parking lot. Hanging around Steve's car.

He comes rushing over with a pack of beer and a flushed expression. Setting it down.

“Don’t hate me- I tried this shit once at a party and I swear, I was flying. Well, either flying or completely wasted.” He admits. Handing one to a little concerned Robin. She was never entirely interested in alcohol anyways.

You grabbed one for you and Eddie. Everyone cheering in the middle. Everyone except Nancy, who was sulking on her own.

You give her a side hug, letting her head rest on your shoulder.

“I’m sorry, Nance. I know you wanted a perfect day.” You express. She hums in response, taking a long sip of her beer. “Was it so much to ask?” She mumbles.

“Honestly, if you think about it,” Robin chimes in, setting down her drink. “Today was pretty funny. Got kicked out of a restaurant, out of the GAP, and now were chugging beers in the mall parking lot. Like true teenagers.”

“Hey, to true teenagers!” Eddie cheers.

Nancy downs the entire beer way too quickly. Making you worry, just a bit. “I know, but I just… wanted to act like adults. I mean, we hang around my brother and his friends way too much. Wanted to get away from them. Y’know?”

Everyone gave small nods in agreement. Becoming quiet and slowly suffering. Moping around and being depressed- like true teenagers!

You got up from the concrete and Eddie's grasp. Taking that last sip of the can.

“Why the fuck are we just moping here? C’mon, lets hit the road! Be stupid! Let our hair out as we ride into the sunset and not tell our parents how shit faced drunk we are!”

Eddie stands up beside you. “Way ahead of you, baby!” he jokes, flipping his hair back dramatically.

You hop in the car quickly. Steve, Robin and Eddie following behind. You bring a hand out for Nancy. “C’mon, Nancy! Let’s end off your not so perfect day perfectly.”

And with a little hesitation, she grabs hold of your hand. Marching her way in shotgun and cranking everything up full volume.

“Yeeeeaah! Let’s go!!” Robin exclaims. Steve throws on his old pair of shades and goes faster.

You wondered a bit if the news report early in the morning would read: “5 Hawkins Teens Died in fatal Car Accident!” but shoved those ideas aside when you finally saw Nancy grin. A smile finally cracking her stone cold face.

What could you say? Being a teenager with the dumbest friends and boyfriend in 86’ was fucking metal!

@salami2

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x fem!reader #x reader #steve harrington #robin buckley #nancy wheeler

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xalonelydreamerx · 1 year

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I think I'm gonna write an analysis as soon as I finish rereading the trilogy but yeah s2 was fucking terrible.

I've seen many people saying they're happy about Alina, and while yes, I'm glad she didn't lose her powers and didn't end up with Mal, there are so much bigger problems with this season

Aside the costume still looking bad, pacing being all over the place because there are simply too many characters and the annoying repentance of the flashbacks, Alina comes as extremely annoying, stuck up, tone deaf and overall a bitch.

Unlike some, I do love book!Alina because she's a very flawed character but lots of her mistakes actually do make sense if you're able to let go of the grudge that comes from reading a YA 2010 book.

Show! Alina was intentionally supposed to be portrayed as strong, bold, confident and smart since s1. She's not supposed to be naive, ignorant, selfish and emotional like book!Alina but somehow she ends up coming across as so much worse.

The Darkling is no better. He comes off as extremely pathetic. He already was in s1, but I was hoping he was gonna have an arc in this season and become more like his canon self. Sadly, that wasn't meant to be.

Show!Darkling has no personality other than wanting Alina in such a desperate way that is hard to look at. I know the girlies gash over him being a ✨ simp ✨ but there's a difference between pathetic (affectionate) and pathetic (degoratory). He wants to keep the grisha safe but even that a aspect suffers from a very detrimental alteration they did on the show which I will now mention.

Apparently, grisha aren't the oppressed group we know in canon. On no, the season hits you with the hammer about how it's the fold and everything that happened in s1 that made everybody turn against grisha. Not that they've been capturing them, enslaving them and burning them for hundred of years, na-ah.

I have no comment on the crows since I hardly ever cared for them. Some scenes were good, but they suffered with how much the story was rushed.

The ending was shit, because while it's cool that alina kept her powers and an arc of her becoming basically a new antagonist is interesting on paper, it doesn't work here because it wasn't built up well and as I mentioned Alina came off as incredible unlikable and darklina was extremely one-sided.

The script was very poor and this isn't a hate towards the actors because they don't really have any control of it.

While I'll continue shipping darklina they were both done very dirty because they were ooc since the first season and the second one reduced them both to something beyond recognition.

#darklina #s&b critical #I'm one of the few souls who still defends the trilogy because it was meant to be as it was - a nice mid writing fantasy romance #but both Alina and the Darkling were much better in the books #idc that Jessie and Ben look hot #their looks can't fix how fucking terrible the script was #the Darkling was also very cartoonish which is an irony because for years I've been heading he's like that in books (newflash he isn't)#the fact that the grisha oppression was better portrayed in the books than in the show is a tragedy itself #congrats Eric Heisserer you somehow created an ever worse story wow #grishaverse #my venting #I'll just go back to loving book darklina 'cause I have no clue who these ppl on screen are

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v-lynx-2 · 2 years

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Jake x mc texting story

no action or adventures in this one. Which isn't my style but here we go.

( I didn't add pictures on purpose, feel free to pick your own )

_ warning, I don't check for spelling mistakes srry

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It was a busy week, mc was expected to attend a wedding with a friend, it's kind of stressful when you aren't a very social person, but knowing her best friends will be there made it better.

Going out shopping with friends turned out to be more tiring than fun, with all these choices, she needed to ask which dress looked better and no one other was on mind.

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Mc : hey Jake!

Jake : hello mc

Mc : can you help me with something?

Jake : of course, what's the problem?

Mc : So I bought this new dress..

Mc : <Sent a photo>

Mc : What do you think?

Jake : ...

Jake : I have no words

Mc : Come on! It isn't that bad, I actually like it

Jake : To describe how beautiful you look

Mc : Oh

Jake : If anything, it's too good ;)

Mc : Aww 🤭

Jake : you look shorter than I expected though

Mc : !! My height is average!

Jake : sure

Mc : I'm not done yet!

Mc : <Sent a photo>

Mc : what do you think?

Jake : this one I believe looks a bit too cute

Jake : Adorable.

Mc : Thanks, so it doesn't look formal at all right ?

Jake : I don't know much about those, but I believe you would look too cute to be taken seriously.

Mc : Maybe I want to be taken silly ? 😆

Jake : Don't worry, I know where this dress belongs

Mc : Where ??

Jake : ;)

Mc : Jake !

Mc : Ugh anyway, next up !

Mc : <Sent a photo>

Mc : The black dress, it looks more formal than the others.

Jake : you look so stunning

Jake : what is the occasion?

Mc : So my friend invited me as Plus one to a wedding🤭, we were planning to fun there, so we started picking dresses and all.

Mc : after I pick a dress, we will have to shop for accessories as well.

Jake : I see, a close friend?

Jake : how close?

Jake : and a plus one ?

Mc : we went to high school together

Jake : ..

Mc : so anyway, they are planning on having matching dresses

Jake : oh, that's great

Mc : 🤭

Mc : you were jealous for a second there weren't you?

Jake : I ..

Jake : have a good time.

Mc : lol

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After picking the dress, mc and her group went to shop for the rest of the items, but sadly, mc couldn't find something she likes, so she decided an online store could have something interesting.

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Mc : I'm not sure whether I would like gold or silver for this dress.

Jake : I'm sure whatever you pick would be fitting

Mc : <sent a screenshot>

Mc : I like those

Jake : I see, an online shop, Could you send me the link ?

Mc : sure

Mc : <sent a link>

Mc : why tho ?

Mc : Jake?

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Trying to purchase the item, it shows that the it was already sold, mc lost hope for now.

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Mc : oh dam, it was the last one in stock

Mc : bummer

Jake : you will see.

Mc : they're gonna restock?

Jake : do you have anything else on the list?

Mc : not really.

Jake : very well, I believe you should be going home soon, it is getting late.

Mc : I promised to have few drinks with my friends, see ya

Jake : ..

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The drinks were amazing, the music was loud, it set the mood for a good time, as girlies started talking about more and more interesting topics.

One of them asked mc about why she isn't dating and that there are some nice guys around here she should consider.

Mc simply replied that she has her eyes on someone

The group kept asking questions about this " someone" that mc had to think about before answering right away.. who knows what could be at stake

" how does he look like ? " One of the girls asked mc, who was looking at her phone

" handsome I would say "

" can we see him ? "

"no, I .. well I don't have a good pic of him and.. maybe next time! " Mc replied trying to end the conversation.

" what's his Instagram? "

" zodiac sign! "

" and is he rich? "

" I.. I don't know! " The topic seemed to drag on and they ordered more drinks.

And after all this talking about a certain " someone" you start to miss them.

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<2 missed calls from mc>

Jake : I'm so sorry I didn't pick up, is everything alright?

Mc : hey !

Mc : ever thought about going out tonight? The music is good✨✨

Mc : everyone is loud tonight 😆

Jake : Didn't I say it was getting late ?

Mc : and ? Late is when the fun starts , don't be boring for once

Jake : .. you believe that?

Mc : yeah! You should come over and have some fun ! Bestie is getting us another round

Mc : <sent a photo>

Jake : I don't think what you need is another round of whatever you are having.

Jake : I'm serious.

Jake : mc ?

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Sometimes you need to take matters into your own hands, that's what Jake believes, a drunk mc is a reckless mc, he needs to make sure she is alright.

He doesn't know her friends so he doesn't really think it's safe for her to stay out late with them, but what he knows best is that mc would get in trouble for her friend's sake.

Fortunately, nym-0s has her current location stored in case of emergency. It wasn't much of a drive.

Few minutes later he is standing in front of what seems to be a bar

Looking around for mc, wasn't hard as she screamed his name the second she spotted him.

Impressive.

mc who is already hugging his arm, decided to show him off

" guys this is Jake! See ! I told you"

" he really is, yeah "

" damn girl "

" Jake, those are friends say hi ! " Jake decided it's best to play along otherwise it would be rude.

" hello ladies"

The group smiled and giggled and eyes started to travel across his face and figure, even a drunk mc noticed and didn't like that.

" so Jake you wanted something? "

" yes, I would like a word in private "

Taking her to a less noisy area, he didn't get a chance to speak before she was in his arms.

" I'm so glad you came ! " She said hugging him even tighter.

" I'm here to take you home, mc "

" aww but why? "

" you are literally resting your head on me " it was true, she was even closing her eyes a little but after he said that she woke up

" doesn't mean I'm sleepy! "

A yawn proved otherwise

" okay maybe a little "

" say your goodnights and follow me, the car is waiting "

This tone is not meant to be messed with, at least drunk mc figured as much. And decided not to fight.

All mc remembered last night was the fact that she went home and was laid on the bed in which she woke up alone.

She picked her phone to find texts from her friends, they were talking about how nice Jake seemed and asked mc how they met and everything, mc put the phone down and went back to sleep.

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< Jake is calling.. >

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Mc answered, he doesn't usually call.

" good morning, mc "

" good morning! "

" I wanted to check on you after last night "

" oh don't worry not much happened"

" very well "

" oh Jake can you wait a second, someone is on the door "

Mc, was wondering who could it be, maybe her friends decided to check on her too?

She opened the door to see a delivery guy wearing the same logo as that online shop, handing her a package and asking her to sign .

She did and thanked him and closed the door.

" Jake... "

" so that's why they were out of stock, you bought the last one ! "

" exactly, I hope you like them "

" I love them! Thank you, you shouldn't have"

" I'm glad, you are welcome"

" I have to put them on, goodbye for now ! "

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Mc : <Sent a photo>

Mc : they fit the dress well

Jake : very lovely

Jake : I was wondering if .. maybe you would need someone to drive you

Mc : no need really I can take an Uber or something

Jake : nonsense, I can take you there, just call me once you are ready.

Mc : 🤭

Mc : I guess this dress wasn't a bad choice

Jake : I was planning on asking you out after that

Mc : aww really?

Jake : yes, so what do you think?

Mc : sure, it would be fun !

Jake : I can't wait to see that dress on my floor

Jake : have fun, mc

Mc : !! 😳 Jake ?

___________________________the end___________

Bonus :

< 3 missed calls from bestie 💖 >

Bestie 💖 : mc?

Bestie 💖 : you looked so deep in thought all day, I got worried.

Bestie 💖 : why did Jake pick you up this early?

Bestie 💖 : call me tomorrow alright! I need to know EVERYTHING!

#duskwood everbyte #duskwood jake x mc #duskwood #duskwood mc #duskwood jake #duskwood jake x player #jake duskwood #duskwood game #jake x mc

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thevagabondexpress · 1 month

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categorising sport by height and weight?? i'll admit i've never heard of that one before. maybe it's just because of the sports i've grown up doing but--i'd be interested in the impacts on diversity within teams. like soccer, where we tend to have advantages in different positions and so especially a metro division all ages women's team is gonna have a really diverse makeup. it could just be adjusting pains to the concept, but with sport i'm a lot less concerned about the top 1% or whatever that gets monetised and more about equal access to every average person who wants to play and get fit and build their skills. trans girlies are def in the minority of people i've played with, but between mixed teams where unfortunately men do often tend to dominate from my experience (could be the way we're socialised though) and teams with bigger women who'd be in similar height and weight categories--idk. i find playing mixed does tend to challenge me but i need to work several times harder to keep up and that's not always sustainable. my concern would be women, especially bigger women, getting discouraged when playing in leagues with men and giving up, thus skewing the gender skew even more. whereas women's teams with trans women in them? never even a problem. but it could be that from my experience they've always been such a small percentage of the women i've played with?? idk. it's sad but i think we still do yield our opportunities to men on the field. heck, many women in hetero relationships yield their time to play sport to their male partners, instead taking on more tasks like cooking and cleaning that mean they can't make training as often and improve their skills as much. and i think we do need to address that, rather than simply not seeing gender in how we organise sports?? but this is the first i've really thought hard about this, so my view's gonna keep evolving. i do have to say. I ran the 1500 in the boys' category once in high school so they could clock my time bc i missed my race, and it was embarrassing like. i'd have made top 5 in the girls' category for my age group but i barely made the top 20 there. swimming, however, tends to not have sex differences from my limited experience--we'd race seperately but i remember all training together in hpe and we'd clock the same bell curve of times pretty much. idk. it could be me trying to survive as a female athlete and maybe i need to train harder. but i don't think i'm the only woman athlete who's felt this massive glass ceiling (not to mention gotten disappointed by our performance when on our period). and felt super encouraged when the women's world cup came to town and i didn't even get tickets because everyone went and talked about it like it was men's sports for once. i hope we can investigate the way biology impacts our athletic performance with open minded curiosity, and focus on the average person who might want to do sport more than the elite who have already made it. sorry for the big paragraph of thoughts but i trust you to sort it!! keen to hear your thoughts <3

it did take me a while to read the big paragraph but thank you. now. on my side of things, here in the us they just don't let people play sports sometimes if their bodies aren't maximized for performance in that specific game. even at low levels. kids get weeded out of little league basketball teams and told they can't play at four, five, six years old because they're "too short." if i didn't startle like a cat on cocaine any time something came near me at moderately fast speeds i'd probably make a hell of a good basketball player: i'm fast and light on my feet, and i'm good at ducking out of the way of people in a crowded space (thank you, five minute times between classes in high school and the very crowded hallways i had to navigate at almost running speeds to get places sometimes). but here in the states, since i'm only 5'1, i wouldn't have a fighting chance. my mother, who played basketball all through high school, is 5'8 and would never get on a team in the 21st century. nobody under 5'9 gets on a basketball team in the 21st century and no man under 6'2 gets into the nba. most nba players are 6'6 and over now. you can't play football or hockey unless you weigh as much as the team's bus.

the one place this doesn't matter is boxing. they do also segregate by gender in boxing but because boxing has that secondary separation by height/weight classes, anybody who wants to box can box so long as they know what they're doing. if i wanted to be a boxer i could. so i think segregating that way instead of by gender would level the playing field in a lot of ways and also open up more opportunities for more people. the trans men and women issue for instance, but it'd also offer chances for people, regardless of gender or cis/transness, to play that would never get a chance otherwise. imagine a sport like basketball getting the equivalent of a flyweight division. there'd be a chance that somebody like me could be on a team, something that would never be possible in the 21st century otherwise.

i have to wonder a little bit though if it's an american thing. maybe if i tried playing sports in another country maybe they wouldn't care so much about height and weight. maybe the evils of capitalism in this country just run that deep. but, living in the us, i think a world where young men's educational opportunities resting on sports scholarships resting on whether or not they're genetically predisposed to being heavyset or tall is a messed up world and i think height/weight instead of gender segregation could be a step to solving that as well as to solving the issue of gender in sports.

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I love it when the tickle tools have names and pronouns. Like Mr. Feather, Mrs. Vibe. Like Mr. Feather is coming for those cute feet! Or Mrs. Vibe is so excited to meet your drippy cunny or these spiders are coming for your helpless pities!

Then you might positively love it when I'm having a little conversation with my tickle crew as they line up to their job site on your body. You're like a bound giant, held to the earth as this fellowship gathers to go to work ~ "oooh mr. redquill you are just rarin' to go aren't you! Sooo fluffy and excited yess you are let's get you set up on the northwestern cave, our survey from the probies that there's giggles in there!" I wiggle my index finger in agreement, having just completed a pokey strokey survey in your underarm. Mr. Redquill skitters up and begins tracing the outer rim in circles with that soft tickly tip before fluttering inside. "I know, I know girl. You're so excited! Is anyone as excited as our supple gem Susie? I love her little purple streak, and I think today she's pulled duty at the navel base~" I prattle on, twirling Susie the blush brush and flipping it up to show the purple heart-shaped pattern in the fibers before excitedly dusting it down your twitching belly. "Ahh look at those giggles flow~ my goodness you two are the dynamic pair for sure~ Mr. Redquill look at you go with those fluttering strokes, nice form! Awww Susie that's such an elegant dance ~ let's up the frequency and reallllly get our production line rolling~!"

Once you're nice and blubbery giggly, I'll whistle out and call them back. "Okayyy first shift is over~ my goodness that was amazing. Take a nice break because the buzz crew is next! We've got our elements lined up and ready, I see the cute clitty on the horizon which means it's cunny buzzing time~" I sing out and pull up my oversized magic wand, snickering and humming thoughtfully on the bulb. "Oh yes, wakey wakey Bella Buzz Buzz, my adorable triple-B. It's your turn~" With a hum, Bella Buzz Buzz starts up and almost magnetically aligns to your wanting royal area, body all twitchy and adorably tickly. The bulb hugs to your swollen girly button and I start modulating Bella. "Work with me girl, we gotta coax it out nice and steady ~ niiice and steady, gooood Bella. You think we need to raise it? Okayyyy you've never been wrong on a jobsite yet, let's do it!" I snicker and steady your hip, pushing the vibrations up and guiding Bella around in tight circles. "Mmmh tough mantle, we gotta break through. Yes, I think you're right BBB, we need the crew~ Sorry first shift, we need you back ~ this is a tough cookie to crumble~" I giggle and adjust Bella down to allow Mr. Redquill to sit atop your button while Susie slides in on your regal lips. "There we go team, see those wiggles? That's some gooood tickly quakes. We're gonna hit payjuice, I know it! Now, the trifecta~ c'mere Bella, come on girl~ let's bring it home~"

I position Bella Buzz Buzz between my knees and hold her handle steady to let the bulb rest on the royal deployment zone, mr. Redquill and Susie holding their lines as the vibrations overclock their bodies and send a torrent of fluttery electric tickly sensations down your most girly regal parts~ "Amazing! Keep it up crew~ Mr. Redquill you are simply astonishing, my visual scan is confirming that you're working the clitty witty senseless, and Susie my gosh girl, that's a knockout dance. Bella Buzz Buzz you're a rockstar! Bring it home girl, let's bring it homeee~" I giggle and keep my crew working hard ~ we aren't stopping until we get our prize. "And there we gooo!! I see the girly flow! We have cumdrops!~"

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makotosuzukicentral · 2 years

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silly pink bandaids.

TYPE : ONE SHOT

RELATIONSHIP : MAKOTO SUZUKI AND TAKUYA YAMAMOTO

RATING : GENERAL AUDIENCE

TRIGGERS : NONE

"TAKUYAAA..." MAKOTO SUZUKI WHINED SLIGHTLY, FLINCHING AFTERWARDS. The other boy was busy trying to clean his busted up knuckles. They were in pretty bad condition. Red and raw and bloody. They hurt, too. Real bad. Everytime the other dabbed the damp cotton ball against the damaged skin, he felt his muscles tense and had to hold back from hissing in response.

"Sorry, sorry..." The blond glanced up at his friends face only briefly before he continued cleaning with the alcohol. "But.. you only have yourself to blame for this." He went on to mutter, gazing back down at what he was doing.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah... I know, Takuya. I know. Tell me something I don't know!"

"I don't have any guaze."

"Huh?"

Takuya had finished cleaning the wounds, now digging through his backpack, obviously searching for something. He didn't have anything to wrap his knuckles up with. No guaze. No bandages. Nothing. Which was a problem because he feared leaving Makoto's busted up knuckles exposed wouldn't be too good. They'd hurt worse everytime his hand bumped into something. Wait! At last, he dug out a smushed box of bandaids that he didn't even remember putting in there in the first place. He moved his backpack off his lap again, smiling to himself at the find. "Wait, I found something!"

Takuya pulled out a few bandaids only to realize they were all pink. Pink and flowery. He suddenly remembered where they had came from. Hina had given them to him to give to Takemichi, but he must have just stuck them in his bag and forgot about them. Just like he forgot to throw some real gauze in there, too. He tried keeping a little bit of first aid stuff on himself at all times because the life of a delinquent middle schooler can be a bruise and cut filled one. Especially when you suck at fighting.

"Mako... how do you feel about pink?"

That got the dark haired boy to quickly look over, brows furrowed at the sight of the girlie bandaids in his friends palm.

"You wanna put those on me? Hell no."

"It's all I have. Come on, please?"

"Ignoring the stupid color, those aren't gonna do shit! They probably won't even stick."

"We have to at least try."

"Uuuggghhhh... okay fiiine.."

Takuya smiled and took his friend by the wrist, resting Makoto's hand on his own knee afterwards. Makoto glanced down at his hand and its placement, thoughtlessly giving the fabric of the other boy's pants a light scratch with his thumb nail. Takuya felt the scratching immediately and simply nudged upwards with his leg to get the darker haired male to stop. Meanwhile, he was opening up the first bandaid. He peeled off the wrapper and the white paper bits before sticking it over Makoto's first two knuckles. Then he did the same for the last two. Takuya didn't stop there, though. He kept sticking several pink bandaids on until you couldn't see any of his busted, red knuckles. Makoto gave a disapproving look and lifted his hand.

"If I close my fist these will all fall off. You know that, right?"

"Then just don't close your fist."

"But..." Staring at his hand, his fingers twitched just a little, like he was about to make a fist. "I really want to."

"Makoto.."

Takuya's little whine and frown made him smirk like an idiot before laughing out loud, his head shaking quickly. He put his hand back down on his friends knee just for a moment.

"Nah, I'll just wait until you look away."

"Don't you dare."

"And what if I do, huh? Maybe I'll even pick them alllll off. One by one. Just get rid of them all. Bye stupid, useless bandaids."

It was fun teasing Takuya. If this was Yamagishi, he'd just joke along with him and maybe punch him in the arm. Akkun would just roll his eyes. Takuya was much more fun to mess with. He looked... almost pouty. Sad. It made Makoto laugh under his breath. The laughter only deepened the blond's frown. He glared at him lightly (Takuya could never be too harsh, could he?) before huffing and carefully grabbing his patched up hand.

"I'll just have to keep you from doing that, then."

"Oh yeah? How?"

Before Makoto could react, he felt fingers. Fingers between his own fingers. His body tensed immediately at the sudden sensation and it took him a solid moment to realize that Takuya was holding his hand, their palms pressing flat together. His initial instinct was to pull his hand away but he didn't. He just sat there and stared at their interlocked digits, finally at a loss for words. Which was enough to bring the other boy's smile back.

"As long as I don't let go, these bandaids will stay right where they are." He was right, too. His hand was being held rather tightly in that position. Makoto couldn't move it unless he pulled his entire hand back, which again he didn't do.

But why? Why didn't he pull his hand away? Sure, the grip was a little tight but he was at least somewhat stronger than Takuya, right? So, it would be easy to jerk his arm back. Why didn't he, then? Because it felt nice, okay? Is that what you wanted to hear? That Makoto liked it?

Well, he did! He wasn't used to having his hand held. It was an intimate and affectionate gesture that he had never really experienced before. It didn't matter that a boy was holding his hand. A hand hold was a hand hold and this made him realize just how... sweet it felt to have fingers tucked carefully between your own. Gahhhh! It didn't help that Takuya's hand was soft or warm, either. The skin of his palm felt gentle against his own. Just as gentle as the boy himself was. It felt like a huge contrast when compared to what he considered to be his own, dry palms.

Makoto's fingers twitched a little and he squeezed the hand that was interlocked with his own. A laugh snapped him out of his own thoughts and he looked up to see Takuya smiling joyfully with his eyes fluttered shut.

"What? Why are you laughing?" His big lips gave a childish pout.

"Your face! It's so red..." The other trailed off, laugh fading into nothing but a soft, amused giggle.

It was true, though! That whole time, the poor boy had been sitting there and blushing with this dazed, far off, and, quite frankly, dumb expression on his face. All because Takuya was holding his hand! Pointing that out only seemed to worsen it, Makoto's ears an even brighter red, now. It was just so funny to him. Makoto was supposed to be the "flirty" and "sexual" friend who had a bad habit of oversharing when it came to what he did in his free time. He could talk about porn all day if you let him. So, it tickled Takuya that Makoto was so hot in the face because of this. Thinking about it made him laugh again.

"H-Hey! Shut up! Stop laughing!"

Makoto pointed at him with his free hand, brows furrowed but face not getting any less flushed. Takuya didn't exactly stop like he was told to.

"It's okay! If you like holding my hand so much, I'll make sure to do it again, okay?"

"That's not it at all!"

"Are you sure?"

No. Makoto was definitely not sure. It felt nice so of course he wouldn't be opposed to it happening again. Still, he wasn't about to say that out loud. He'd embarrassed himself enough already. He just huffed and turned to look away from Takuya, pouting and slouching his shoulders.

"Here, I'll even kiss your knuckles better, if you'd like." The blond would utter softly as a joke, pretending to lift Makoto's hand towards his mouth. He only stopped when the other boy spoke up in a rushed breath, stumbling over his words.

"Huh?! No no no! Don't you dare!"

"Okay, okay. I won't. This time, at least."

Takuya was too nice to tease Makoto anymore. He'd already flustered him this much, so he felt as if it would be a little mean to push it anymore. This was good enough for him, anyways! It was so funny seeing his friend all red in the face and he smiled to himself at the thought, glancing down at their hands once again. It was nice to him, too. This. Their hand holding. Takuya squeezed Makoto's carefully, keeping his touch light so he would not cause his bandaged knuckles any unnecessary pain. He then let their hands rest against his knee and his gaze flickered over towards his friend, who was still gazing away from him. Takuya smiled to himself before his head dropped down against the other boy's shoulder.

"These bandaids are so stupid..." Makoto spoke up, his tone playfully grumpy as he bit back a smile of his own at the added weight to his shoulder. "At least have red ones next time."

#makoto suzuki #makoto #makoto needs more love #tokyo revengers #tokyorev makoto #mizo middle #suzuki #tokyorev #one shot #takuya yamamoto #takuya #yamamoto #tokyo revengers makoto #also on ao3 #makoto and takuya

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thisguyilike · 7 months

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1.2 Peeping Young Girlie

In all honesty, Tea believes that the school is haunted. The cold, piercing gaze gouging his back wherever he walks is sometimes too much for him to cope with. Whenever he turns his back to catch the perpetrator, there is simply none. Absolute silence, other than Hyde's constant blabbering. Perhaps it is an excuse to... excuse, the fact that he hates school. He cannot understand why anyone else would be so excited to come to the unholy place of learning. There is nothing exciting about starting all over making new friends.

"So you gonna try talking to people in this school??" Hyde says to him on their walk to school. At least there's a familiar face amongst the crowd.

"Probably," Tea says to shut him off his forthcoming interrogation. "We'll see."

"Bro, why don't you have any friends??" Hyde asks nonchalantly. Tea has reached the point where nothing hurts him anymore.

"Aren't you my friend?" Tea says. "I have online friends too."

"Yeah but what about school, huh?? For the longest I've been friends with you, you don't talk to anyone face to face."

"Your point?"

"I've known you longer than you have that bag, and you had that bag when you were as short as a penguin."

"I wasn't that short now was I?" Tea responds to his comment, only for him to mock him in his typical Asian way. Hyde has been by Tea's side ever since their kindergarten days, their friendship unwavering and romantic. Tea appreciates his company despite him being overly presumptuous at times. In this world where Tea does not comb his bangs to look at people in the eye, Hyde is his only social life. After all, Tea knows too well he is someone that gives little to no regard for his surroundings. He has no particular interest in anyone else within the school; if you were to look through his eyes, everyone simply appears to be nothing but a husk and he dislikes how noisy they can be.

"You need friends other than me, bro. I'm looking out for you man. Even better, a girlfriend!" Hyde admonishes. Tea can't help but feel distaste over his choice of words. "What happens if I suddenly disappear??"

"A girlfriend, really? You dying your hair pink is way more likely than that," Tea smirks, only for Hyde to squint his eyes at him. "What?"

"I know you'll find it hard to get a girlfriend, that's why I will be your wingman, forever."

"I don't think I need you to wingman for me when the last time you did it for someone, his crush ended up liking you."

"I was fine not remembering that," Hyde folds his arms crossly. "I didn't even do anything."

They stand before the school gate. Birk High, the land for hobbyists and lifeless students. Hyde slowly turns to Tea, a dead face on display. Many bizarre case scenarios begin to chip into Tea's perfected sanity, but he can't help but feel anxious all of a sudden.

"I forgot to tell you that I signed up for basketball tryouts tonight," He drops the news all too carefreely. Tea sighs to release his tension.

"Oh, you too with the basketball."

"What did you think it was??" Hyde furrows his eyebrows. Tea thinks it through and shrugs.

"I don't know, maybe you become associated with a gay café or something."

"Why would I—"

"I thought you hated sports?" Tea cuts him off instantly, looking at him as if he had never said a word then. Hyde continues staring at him confusedly.

"Uh, yeah. I hate it." Hyde turns away from him. "I thought if I joined, you'll want to join too."

"Me? Sports?" Tea chuckles and shakes his head. "Is this one of your ploys to get me to make school friends? The school's team consists of so many loudmouths."

"Dude, you were literally in the track team," Hyde follows him from behind. "That was the first thing you shouted at me when we met. And you've never actually met them, give them a chance??"

"That was years ago, how do you even remember that?" Tea turns around to say. "I'll use the toilet. You go first."

"But basketball??"

"The othershave pestered me about it since last week. I'll think about the basketball thing, yeah?" Tea mentions to the delirious Hyde. "I'll prove I have other friends, cool?"

"I better see your ass there tonight then," Hyde says to him before walking off to class.

And finally, a little peace for Tea's busy yet empty life. He appreciates Hyde's company more than anything, but nothing beats being alone for the time being. After all, he is alone by choice and the difference between feeling lonely and being alone varies greatly. However, this feeling of solitary slowly begins to crumble when the hair-raising feeling of being watched surfaces.

"Who the hell is this ominous—"

"Hey, you!" The voice shouted at him from afar, the figure approaching him at an angry pace. Not anything threatening to Tea, as it is only the nosy discipline teacher that regularly stands in his way of hairstyle freedom within the school. It would be nice if he picked up on the teacher's name earlier.

"Hello uh," Tea greets the tall teacher, his eyes gawking at the tag on his chest. "Uh, Mr. Soap?"

"It's Mr. Sowpe to you," He barks at his face. Tea bites back the anger manifestation and smiles.

"What seems to be the problem, sir?" Tea says. The sensation of being eyeballed head to toe doesn't seem to leave. "Are you going to withhold me even from a toilet break?"

"Why is this still long?" He takes ahold of Tea's long bangs, despite him keeping it at a side sweep.

"I know you must be thinking I am trying to look fashionable but that isn't true," Tea says to him before he could make out another word.

"Are you disrespecting m—"

"I have been occupied by quite a lot of school and actual work, but I won't make anymore excuses. I'll have it cut by tomorrow."

Tea is aware of the disdain his peers feel for him, yet he can't seem to feel the need to do anything about it. After a few moments of silence, Mr. Sowpe breaks the tension.

"I'll be waiting tomorrow," He pulls away from Tea and leaves. He runs his hand through his hair, leaving on the spot. Before he takes his leave, Tea raises his head to look at the windows of the school building. Somehow, it feels to him someone was looking at him from above.

"Hm..." He murmurs to himself. The sudden thought of having a girlfriend pops into his head. He chuckles at the thought and walks away. It had been too long since he started thinking about having a relationship. To be fair, that itself is a difficult feat given his reputation and the lack of will to speak to anyone, far less a girl.

It has only been a few weeks since his transfer, and the routes are still far too confusing for him. Even more interesting for him to see a girl inside the male's bathroom. He isn't exactly in the right mind to question anything at this point.

"Um, I'm so sorry, Tea!!" He pauses; the surprise of hearing his name from a lady he's never met before is far too great for his own good. The young lady seems nervous. He tilts his head downwards to allow his hair to mask his face. There is no explanation as to why he feels so bashful. Being so self-conscious about lingering in a close-spaced room with a stranger lady does not exactly help his case. Forget about toilet break, the first thing he has to prioritize is to leave the area.

"It's okay," He says, moving quickly.

"By the way," Her voice breaks off his legs from moving any further. His heart beats fast as he remains constantly at the edge. If he's already so nervous being alone with a stranger, Hyde's ridiculous suggestion of getting a girlfriend is a dream within a magical dream. "Why are you in the girl's toilet?"

Wait what?

He freezes in place. There is no way he could have—

"Huh, uh..." Tea quickly looks over to the bathroom sign. It is possibly the first time he feels a chill down his spine over a [♀] sign. "That... explains a lot..."

The lady before him stares at him, mouth agape and cheeks flustered red.

"Sorry about that, I'll take my leave now. Have a good day. Goodbye."

He hopes he never sees her again, for sanity's sake.

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leatherlaceandrope · 8 months

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Hi, call me Legion. This is my really kinky sideblog where I cum come to be horny. I'm a good and sometimes feisty kitty. Don't worry, I try not scratch and bite too hard. I prefer cuddles and pets most of the time. 😻😻😻

I'm a 31 year old trans creature man and go by he/him and it/its pronouns. It's complicated and kinda fluid, like it's 5d spacetime instead of just 4d. Also still feminine because I love cute and pretty things. And as my blog description says, bisexual because I specifically like to go by vibe more than anything else. So, really just plain queer.

I'm also a polyfrag DID system, so different parts have slightly different preferences. We're not likely to talk about it outside this post but it is important. It basically means our gatekeeper team has full control of what can and can't be done to our mind. Some of us refer to one of our oldest alters as Sir, because right now we need him to fill a dominant role for us. System relationships have been our main way of exploring what we like. If you do want to see that mess of recovery, it's @eldritch-queern-magicat.

As a whole, I'm not looking for any serious relationships. I don't care if I just happen to fall into one, but I'm not actively looking. There's a lot of other stuff I need to sort out first before I get to that point. This is simply about having fun with others.

Anyway here's the stuff I'm definitely into:

Hypnosis/mindlessness/brainwashing

Dronification/robotification/dollification

Objectification (with praise/aftercare)

Tentacles/monster fucking

Bondage

Pet play

Spanking/biting (not super hard though)

Edging/orgasm denial

Bimbofication/dumbification (because feminine yay plus I think way too much sometimes)

Mommy domme little boy

There are other things, but you'll have to message me privately for those because they're really not for everybody and are entirely restricted to fantasy roleplay (because puberty did some weird things I'm still figuring out)

Other notes about what I like:

I'm always a kitty-cat first but I'm not against exploring playing as other animals (this can be creative because I love animals in general)

Please call me a cute little thing or something like it, or pretty

Femboy, girlboy, or girly boy are cool, too

My top is my chest, and those are the only words I want used

Though you may call my bottom some variation of man/boy pussy/cunt

It/its pronouns aren't totally for kinky reasons but they do amplify some of the effects by nature of their common use

I'm often eager to please and make sure other participants are having a good time so I expect needs to be communicated clearly

I've got a history of being really shy with others so even a bit of praise can go so far because I want to be appreciated

You're gonna have to build up to some of the spicy stuff I'm not listing here to make sure you actually respect boundaries

And then my absolute HARD NOs:

Tickling, bodily waste (scat, piss, vomit, etc), weight loss/gain, age play, race play, incest, any physical endangerment (I'm putting breath-play (that isn't just holding your breath longer than normal) under this, as an asthmatic)

If something you're into isn't on the list of stuff I'm definitely into, but it's not listed as a hard no, message me and we can talk about it. I'm not just going to close myself off to new ideas or kinks even if I don't understand them. May even lead to expanding my yay list. I'm an incredibly curious person.

My DNI is the basics for a kink blog, really. I don't want bigots and assholes here, and ABSOLUTELY NO ONE UNDER THE AGE OF 18. No minors. This is an adult-only space. That said, if you don't have your age listed and easy to find, that's on you. I will not be held responsible for the ‘what if’ you happen to be under age 18 but just aren't saying so/are actually lying. But I will use my own discretion if I have reason to suspect you're under 18. If confirmed, you will be reported and blocked. I'm operating on good faith of only adults interacting with this sideblog. Any form of age indication, even if you just say 18+ only or something, still makes me feel more comfortable with interacting here than none.

If you want something for some non-sexual, still weird fun, allow me to direct you to my general audiences drone roleplay blog, @drone-unit8454. Just remember to keep the horny shit here.

No unsolicited real life pictures by the way! And pictures of genitals will be responded to appropriately by you ending up blocked. I'm also absolutely not be giving out any pictures of myself. I'm really shy about showing myself to people online. Especially since it's Tumblr. What I do accept are things like spirals and other such gifs. If you're not sure about something, just ask.

I have the most real world experience as a sub, but if you're exclusively a sub, I wouldn't mind acting as a soft, service-oriented dom. Like I said, I'm eager to please (but let's also take it easy starting out). Either way, I'll always try to be flexible within reason. My ask box and messages are open.

Will probably edit this thing as time goes on.

#k!nk blog #k1nk blog #my kinks

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lovinkiri · 3 years

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Your families with Kirishima, Bakugou, Midoriya, and Todoroki

Eijirou Kirishima x Reader

Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

Izuku Midoriya x Reader

Shoto Todoroki x Reader

Katsuki Bakugou

You and Katsuki have a daughter and are trying for another!

Your daughter, Akari, is just as rambunctious as her father!

Just a bit less angry. Just a bit 🤏🏾

But she definitely has his attitude!

And his red eyes ❤❤❤

Unlike Katsuki, she openly adores her mother tho and looks up to you

"Mama! I wanna be just like you!"

"What about me?!"

"I said Mama, not Daddy 😒"

Can't even glare at her because he can't find it in his heart.

Oh, and she's just as excited for having another addition to the family as you are!

"Daddy, give Mommy a baby already."

Of course she has no idea what giving mommy a baby really means 😏

"Oi, I'm tryin' my best here, kid."

"Try harder."

"... Alright."

Oh you're in for it.

But no matter how much she goes back and forth with him, she really loves him.

And he loves her back.

They practically do everything together.

Brush their teeth, eat, clean.

He even helps train her quirk.

And at night, he holds her and mumbles the sweetest things to her.

"You make Daddy's life so much brighter, you know that?"

Overall, he loves you guys and can't wait to knock you up again 😈

Izuku Midoriyau

You and Izuku have a son and are actually expecting!

Your son, Hiro, is the most adorable thing!

He has Izuku's freckles 🥺

And he's extremely shy, usually stays by you guys.

When you go out, he's holding both of your hands.

When he meets new people, he hides behind you.

Has a tendency to hide his face in your necks 😂

"Hiro, c'mon, say hi to the nice woman."

"No thank you Mommy, I'm okay."

You can't help but laugh as Izuku apologizes.

Hiro's actually a very curious child tho, especially about the bump in mommy's tummy.

"How did that happen, Mommy?"

"Well.. Me and Daddy decided to give you a baby sister remember? So she's resting in there until she's ready to come out. She's shy like you."

He gives your stomach a very serious stare before hugging it.

Both you and Izuku just melt and he gets a picture.

"M' gonna protect you, okay baby sis?"

You damn near fainted from the cuteness.

Izuku definitely tells him made up hero stories at night.

You've got him writing some stories in his book.

"Oh, yeah! I wanted to read them to Hiro!"

🥰🥰🥰

Izuku is excited for the new baby and loves all of you very much.

"Daddy will always love you guys, okay Hiro?"

"Mkay! And I can protect Mommy and baby sis, just you someday!"

Shoto Todoroki

You and Shoto have twins, a boy and a girl.

Yuki, your daughter, and Natsuhiko, your son.

Yuki has white hair and Natsuhiko has red.

Those two are troublemakers when you two aren't looking.

"Who put a frog on your teacher's desk?"

Yuki pouts her lips. "It wasn't us, Mommy."

Natsuhiko nods and grabs your hand.

Shoto doesn't even need to give a stern look, he just raises an eyebrow and they're confessing.

Of course, under your instruction, they apologize to their teacher.

You and Shoto also apologize.

Thankfully, the teacher actually thought it was funny.

You and Shoto definitely talk to them at home.

But they're such good children at home 🥰

They do their chores, they're very polite.

Little Angels 😇

Yuki is definitely the more mischief one, her brother being the quieter one who goes along for the ride.

But despite the trouble they get in, Sho loves them dearly.

He definitely plays games with them.

"I think I'm finally starting to understand, Candy Land. The objective is to be the first to reach the castle, yes?"

"Daddy, we've been playing for an hour and you won almost every time."

He simply moves his piece forward.

But they love you guys too!

They're always trying to make you proud!

"Look, Mommy! Daddy! We made you necklaces! They protect you from getting hurt by bad guys!"

Macaroni necklace has been added to Shoto's hero costume.

Lord help the fool who tries either breaking or taking it off.

They won't get to, just know that.

Eijirou Kirishima

Three kids and one on the way!

This is a family man!

Two daughters named Akane (older) and Kimmi (middle), and a son Akio (youngest for now).

They love you both, but you can tell Eijirou is their favorite.

When he comes home, they run to him and he scoops them up into a bear hug.

"Hey! What are the baby boulders up to?" 🥺

They all laugh, relishing in their father's embrace and you take pictures.

Don't get me wrong, like I said they love you too!

Akio will walk over while you sit on the couch and cuddle you.

Now Akane wants to cuddle.

Now Kimmi wants to cuddle.

And now Eijirou wants to cuddle.

They love cooking with you, grinning with their shark-like teeth as you let them assist you.

They obsess over your tummy!

And once they know their baby bro is in there?

Best believe they get territorial when strangers touch your stomach!

Akane bared her sharp ass teeth once and the old lady backed off 😭🤚🏾

The girls drag him and Akio to play dress up.

Akio goes "This is girly though"

And Eijirou gave him a fatherly talk about how tough being a woman can be

Its still not Akio's cup of tea but his respect for girls go up 📈📈📈

Both Kimmi and Akane are mischievous and love teasing Akio.

Not in a bad way, in a "Our baby bro is so cute!" way

And he always finds himself blushing, trying to run away!

All in all, this is a family that protects each other to the end!

#bnha #boku no hero academia #mha #my hero academia #x reader #katsuki bakugo #izuku midoriya #eijirou kirishima #shoto todoroki

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skloomdumpster · 2 years

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For me , I don’t want this but I had feelings that they might make Flora the stereotypical bad cousin to Terra. Also Grey be bad boyfriend or he turns out to be working with Rosalind in secrets

shit I forgot to answer this?? i'm so so sorry anon!

Okay, I really don't think they'll make Flora evil. Her most distinguish characteristic from cartoons (I think? Again I didn't watch), was being very sweet and the writers already changed Stella's personality and then- Then there's the Terra issue.

We know from interviews that Terra WAS written as Flora originally. Plus sized yes, but Flora nonetheless. Sweet and chatty, a little insecure, absolute badass, that's Flora-Terra. But then they got so much backlash they had to slap a new name and now we have Terra, whom I adore to bits!!

But this does make me wonder, how are they circling this situation. Are they gonna stick to cartoon Flora, who basically is just Terra 2.0? Or are they gonna risk backlash again and change her character?

I know OG fans want one thing, but as a solely Fate fan, to ME it would be more interesting to see a completely different Flora. Not a "bad cousin", but someone to push Terra out of her comfort zone, to bring out her best or hell, even to bring out her worst. Just a character with personality, which sadly certain Harveys were not granted.

I think you are right on Grey and I fucking hate it. I hope we're both wrong, I hope they have Grey be real sweet to Aisha. I want a dude who's openly, unabashedly into her, I want someone who makes her rational side fry and seize, makes her stutter a little. I don't care if there's a romance, if they're endgame, etc. But I DO want someone to just look at Aisha and go "her, I'll pick her first."

When it comes to the only black female character in the show, and honestly in any piece of media who does this bullshit where they only have ONE character represent an entire sexuality, gender, race or whatever, the representation becomes delicate matters.

This is a very long discussion, one that could be averted and sidelined had Fate included more people who aren't fucking white, but seeing as they haven't, this means Aisha's representation gotta not fall into a bunch of harmful stereotypes, because she represents Everything.

And, if we look up misogynoir and creative content, Aisha being loved, being allowed to be girly and sexy and wanted would be ten times more meaningful than her being cold, abused and ignored.

This is not to say those narrative aren't valid, simply that in Fate's current circumstances it can be an extremely delicate issue that I honestly don't think they have the tact to handle. So yes, I want a Grey who looks at Aisha and sees the fucking sun.

#fate the winx saga #answered #aisha #grey #flora #i'm sorry this got super long #but i have Feelings about Aisha's characterization and fan treatment #mymeta

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hinatastinygiant · 2 years

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Chapter Seventeen

Pairing: Bokuto x Fem!Reader

Road Trip Masterlist

On your walk to the grocery store, you make sure to stick extra close to Bokuto. You aren't going to flat out admit it to him, but you are a bit nervous from this ghost-like town and not having a phone is honestly just making it worse.

"Did this place really look this empty when we came in yesterday?" you ask him.

"Honestly... I wasn't really paying all that much attention. I was just on the lookout for the motel," he admits.

You sigh at the fact you were duped so easily. "I can't believe we got played."

"I can," Bokuto scoffs. "That Kin guy was super sketchy. He totally took your phone."

You shake your head in disbelief of the entire situation. "I agree but my phone isn't really what I'm worried about. We're so far from home and have no means of getting back without waiting for Saeko if she even can come!"

Bokuto notices the sad look on your face and frowns. He then gently wraps his arm around you, pulling your side closer against him. "Don't get down, okay? We'll be fine, I promise. But I'm glad you're not worrying about your phone 'cause I'll do everything I can to make sure you don't get lost as long as I'm around!"

"Thanks," you reply with a soft smile before resting your head on his shoulder as you continue your walk. "We're all just idiots for falling for their trap."

"Yeah, probably, but it's going to make for an interesting road trip to say the least!" he laughs.

You chuckle but shake your head at the poorly timed joke. However, as you then turn a corner and see the sign to a supermarket, both of your attentions are stolen away. Bokuto grabs you by the hand and whisks you towards the building. You run past the large, glass automatic doors only to stop and look around for any sign of life. Bokuto, looking the opposite way of you, spots a cashier and pulls you in that direction.

Once you're pulled towards him, you spot a man with light brown hair, round glasses, and a patchy scruffy beard looking down at his phone obviously bored out of his mind in the empty store.

"Hey, you! Yeah, glasses! You know a red-haired girl named Akane?! Or a douche with black hair called Kin?!" he shouts.

"No," the worker sighs. "You must be new here, huh?"

"What's that supposed to mean?" you interrupt.

"Oh, hey, girl. I didn't see you behind your titan friend here."

"The hell?!" Bokuto growls. "She asked you a question!"

The worker fixes his glasses. "This is a small town and I haven't seen either of you before," he explains.

"You're right," you reply as politely as you can, trying to maintain composure towards this asshole. "We were at a party last night and got robbed!"

The man's eyebrows lift as though he was intrigued, though his answer says he couldn't care less. "Oh?"

Suspicious, you think to yourself. That's it. This asshat is obviously hiding something. I'm hungry as hell and if I don't get answers soon I'm gonna punch him in the face.

"Look-" you say as you grab onto the worker's white button down shirt and glance over at his nametag. "Look, Junichiro, we don't know what the hell is going on here but if you know where our fucking belongings are you better tell us!"

Bokuto stands up tall and hovers right behind you, looking straight down at Junichiro as if to reiterate what you've just said without using words. The worker looks away and casually avoids eye contact with him.

"I don't know what you're talking about now let me go."

"Listen, you pig. It's painfully obvious to both of us that there's something you aren't sharing. My friend here is a professional volleyball player so if you don't answer to me you're going to have to talk to him next! Where the hell is our stuff?!"

Bokuto nods in agreement with you and maintains his composure. Junichiro quirks a brow at your statement and catches you off guard by looking directly at you.

"That sounds like a threat, girly."

"Oh? And what are you gonna do about it? Call the freaking cops? There's nobody around?!" you shout.

Junichiro simply rolls his eyes. "I don't know what you want from me. I'm just a goddamn cashier."

"I already told you we want to know where our shit is!" you grumble.

"Fine," he sighs. "When did you two freaks get here?"

"Last night," you tell him. "Saturday."

"That's enough," he then scoffs as he pulls himself out of your loosened grip after he'd gotten your guard down. "The two of you are obviously delirious."

"What?"

"What do you mean we're delirious?" Bokuto asks.

"Huh?! Delirious means-"

"I know what it means!" Bokuto shouts to interrupt the jackass of a cashier. "I want to know why you're calling us that!"

"Yesterday was Sunday, you idiots. Today is Monday so you've got your dates mixed up. I wouldn't be here if it was Sunday anyway."

You and Bokuto look at each other as Junichiro grumbles the last portion of his comment.

"What, but, we woke up at the motel this morning..." you whisper in shock.

"Hm? Motel?" Junichiro asks with a bit more interest than originally. "Which motel?"

"The Jade Spring Motel."

"Ah, man, too bad," he sighs as he turns off his phone and tucks it into his back pocket. "My shift's over, sorry guys but I'm going home."

"You better not leave Junichiro!" Bokuto shouts. "Or we- we'll just follow you home!"

"Bo?! What the-"

"You idiots. If you get on my bad side I'm not gonna tell you shit. And you better stop calling me Junichiro. It's just Jun!"

"Okay, Jun," you say calmly to tone down the tension in the room. "So do you think you can help us out?"

"Man, I really didn't wanna get caught up in all of this..." he grumbles as he turns to begin walking away.

"All of what? You're the only one who can tell us what's going on!" Bokuto explains loudly.

"Please, Jun. We'll be in your debt just help us get our things so we can leave this place!"

Jun sighs and turns around, sizing the two of you up. "You two don't even look like swingers. What the hell was a couple like you doing at that party anyway?"

You take a small step away from Bokuto, not realizing that he does the same after noticing how close the two of you had been standing together.

"We aren't together," you shake your head. "We went with friends."

"Alright," Jun nods. "Buy me a bag 'a chips and take me to your 'friends' and I'll explain everything."

"Alright!" Bokuto exclaims. "Think we can buy some groceries first?!"

Jun fixes his glasses. "Yes, but hurry the hell up."

Road Trip Masterlist

Taglist: @omiigad @antaraxy @hyp-oh-critical

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grey-eyed-menace · 3 years

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Like A Dame (Snapshots)

Mammon: *trying his best at being casual* ...so, uh, why're you and Flower-Girl in suits?

Sora: *looking down at her watch in vague interest, frowning at the time* Diavolo provided our outfits for the evening, I complied, Mio guilt tripped Lucifer and Satan into providing a mishmash of their clothes.

Mammon: *visibly disappointed* Don't ya still have a bunch of leftover dresses from the other times?

Sora: And deal with Asmo's appraising glare? No thanks, I get enough flack from him as is about my lack of taste in fashion. I mean, fuck the rest of the Devildom, but I live with Asmodeus. I have to deal with that shit, I'm not Mio, I can't just zone out.

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[Pan behind the refreshments where Leviathan, Mio, and Beel have decided to hide out for the night. The latter two of which are currently splitting what looks like to be an entire raspberry cheesecake, and the former seems to be playing a Gacha game on Mio's phone.]

(Luke stumbles upon them, wearing a rather pretty sailor dress, with his hair done up in pigtails. He puts his hands on hips, frowns cutely, and looks down on them in disappointment.)

Luke: Is this really how you spend every event? No variation?

Mio: *casually fork wrestling Beel away from her three claimed slices of cheesecake* Not every event, no. Sometimes, Belphie or Satan join us, other times Levi and I shack up in the coat room, or Beel decides too safeguard the entire refreshment table. There's plenty of variation.

Luke: That's not what I meant and you know it.

Mio: And you're hiding from Phenex, aren't you?

[In the distance, a rather high pitched call of 'Luke!' can be heard as an incredibly pretty female looking aqua haired demon traverses the dance floor.]

Luke: ...*sighs* Can you slide over?

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Sora: So that was Marchosias?

Satan: Yes, unfortunately, it seems she's not incredibly fond of you.

Sora: *blinks stupidly* Not fond? She's my lab partner. If anything, she loves me. It's just... Well, I'm hanging out with the guys she kind of... You know, followed into hell? It's awkward dude. Like... I think I've seen her vault out a six story building just to avoid Beel.

Satan: Truly?

Sora: *shrugs* Hey, a large majority of people avoid their family like the plague, others try to stay connected, and some, like Phenex, decide that they're gonna be said families problem. Whether they like it or not.

Satan: And you? What's your category?

Sora: *without so much as pausing to think* Reluctant orphan adoptee with five siblings, three cousins, and a really fucking weird extended family.

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Solomon: Ah, Diana!

[Solomon rushes over to his old student with a bright smile, clad in a black form fitting dress with white accents, paired with a gold sash, and silver heels. He also, rather inexplicably, has a rather modest set of breasts.]

(Diana, by comparison, is dressed in a rather oversized midnight blue tux with a grey bowtie, and a white sash around her hips, a large spade sewn over her heart.)

Diana: *blinks tiredly, presses a hand to her face, and sighs, preparing herself for an oncoming clusterfuck* Yes Solomon?

Solomon: *grin persisting* I'm calling in a favor, I need you to help me with something.

Diana: *closes eyes, breaths in, and then exhales* ...next time, next time, I'm taking Bridget and Eirny up on that fourth honey moon.

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Spade: Has anyone ever told you that you're infuriating?

Phenex: *humming as they drag him around the dance floor* Constantly, you?

Spade: Only my children.

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[As the party begins to wind down, Mio has decided to briefly venture out from behind the refreshments table, only to come upon a staring contest between Phenex and Simeon.]

(Simeon looks incredibly uncomfortable. Phenex is simply Smiling, it's not a pretty smile, no, it's the smile that got Diavolo to back down from including them and Luke in the butler fiasco.)

Mio: ...do I want to know?

Simeon: *still uneasily meeting Phenex's gaze* No.

Phenex: *still Smiling* It's just drama between siblings, you understand don't you Mio-chan?

(Mio raises an eyebrow at Simeon, then turns to Phenex, and back to Simeon, before casting her gaze to where Luke and the others were at before sighing.)

Mio: Right, uh, well, I'll be leaving then, see you guys at R.A.D. tomorrow, I suppose.

(Mio proceeds to speed walk back to where Beel, Levi, and Luke are without a second thought.)

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[By way of an escaped Lucifer, the Ubuyashiki-Shibata cousins are currently dancing with one another.]

(Mio is leaning against Sora's shoulder, as the latter leads her through the steps of a butchered slow waltz.)

Mio: How's day been so far? Well, I know mine hasn't been the best, Levi stole the last cupcake.

Sora: *sighing* I see you've been dreadfully bored.

Mio: Bored doesn't begin to cover it, I miss the more... Nerve wracking events!

Sora: Mio, we nearly die everytime those events happen.

Mio: Not always! Sometimes I get lucky! I got to hold Mammon's hand during that room by room puzzle!

Sora: ...Lord above *pointedly ignoring the scandalized gasps from passing demons* you two are pathetic.

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[After what seems to be an eternity, Diana and Spade join together on the dance floor.]

(Sora and Asmo watch from by the refreshments opposite to the one Beel, Levi, and Mio are hiding behind, Diana and Spade gliding right by them, completely ignorant of their presence, only focused on one another.)

Sora: *eyes following them* Please tell me you feel like your intruding, please, I don't want to feel alone.

Asmo: *humming, already going about fixing Sora's bun* I don't know why you're hoping to find solidarity with me Sora, I mean, it's cute, but honestly? This just excites me. To see something so intimate and gentle... Ah, it makes me ache for simpler times.

Sora: *whimpers*

Asmo: *pats her shoulder reassuringly*

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[It's the last dance of the night, and the Ubuyashiki-Shibata cousins are each dancing with their own prospective partners completely stone-faced.]

(Sora, dressed in a silver suit and black tie, with her hair up in a braided bun reminiscent of Arturia Pendragon, is dancing with Mammon.

Mio, by comparison, dancing with Belphie, and therefore helping support him, is dressed in an odd mishmash of Lucifer, Asmo, and Satan's clothes. A pair of navy blue slacks, a black dress shirt, dark pink tie and white blazer. Her hair is gathered into a short ponytail at the base of her skull, tied off with a red ribbon. Asmo is distinctly glaring at her from where he's dancing with Diana.)

Mammon: What's got you pissed off Girlie?

Sora: *still completely stone-faced* Fate, the world, Phenex's continued existence, an array of things. Most glaringly, perhaps it's the fact that you couldn't ask my cousin to dance so you stole me away from Beel and Belphie?

Mammon: *clears throat, as Sora leads him into an awkward dip* ...right, got me there Girlie.

(Across the floor, Belphie stirs enough to ask a question.)

Belphie: Why're you so stiff? Actually, why aren't you Sora, and where is Beel?

Mio: *pointedly smiling at Asmo as he passes by with Diana before answering* Mammon's a coward, and Lady Rose is genuinely convinced I'm a man.

Belphie: *already drifting off again* Got it...

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[After the ball ends, the brothers and the Ubuyashiki-Shibata cousins proceed with the trek home.]

(Beel has taken to supporting Belphie with his left arm, while Sora, on his right, proceeds to routinely supply him with snacks.

Mio has taken to trying to convince Levi to give her phone back before they arrive at the House of Lamentation, while riding on Mammon's back piggy back style, grin plastered on her face, with Levi arguing hotly about being in the middle of raid on a mobile dungeon game of some sort.

Asmo is on Mammon's left side, mumbling obscenities about Mio's fashion choices.

Meanwhile, Satan and Lucifer are at the back of the pack quietly bickering about something or other.

Phenex, as usual, is stocking the poor 'family' of nine from the shadows.)

Sora: It was a good night, you know.

Beel: *chewing around a candy bar of some sort, and shifting Belphie's weight slightly* Yeah, it kinda was, wish there was more food at the refreshments table though, it was good.

Sora: Meh, I'll take your word for it, all I had was some of that Blood Punch, which... Yeah, not really for me, I think Solomon spiked it with something for the lesser demons.

Beel: Is that why Diana looked like she wanted to drop dead every time Diavolo came by for a drink?

Sora: Mmh, that and I think it was because she was forced to dance with Phenex for most of the night, she and Mister Spade only danced once, even if lasted the rest of the night.

(They silent the rest of the way to the House of Lamentation. At which, they all separate, undress, and promptly pass out, well, except for Levi, who remains with Mio's phone held hostage well until early morning.)

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[The next morning, the household is rather groggy as they make their way down to breakfast.]

Mammon: Last night must 'ave been something else, my feet freakin' hurt.

Beel: You're one to talk, I feel like my ankles are planning a mutiny.

Mio: I woke up in a binder, guys, a binder. What the hell? I thought I wasn't going to be the Dame!

Sora: At least you didn't feel like you were suffocating the entire night, my chest still feels like it's about to cave in, fucking hell...

Levi: *shrugs* I'm actually fine with whatever happened.

Belphie: *head thunks against the table*

(Several moments later, there's an array of notifications from Asmo's phone. Loud shrill beeps are all that make up the next two or so minutes.)

Lucifer: *sighs* ...It seems I forgot about the social media ban, lovely.

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lia-the-potato05 · 4 years

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I want tickles

Reader (Ler) x Taehyung (Lee)

Description: Taehyung wants to be tickled so badly. And happens to find you a good Ler for him.

Author: This was supposed to be posted yesterday but I was busy with other stuff yeh without further a do let's get on with this. Sorry if its not so written well, I didnt had a lot of motivation while writing this.

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It was a normal day for Kim Taehyung who was chilling in the living room scrolling down tumblr where he secretly owns a tickle blog. He was in lee mood at the moment after a couples teases thrown at him by his followers

I need tickles. He pouted, staring at the ceiling.

"SAHAHAHAHAVEE MEHAHAHAHA!" All of a sudden he heard a familiar laugh coming from a certain room.

As curiosity took over him he stood up making his way to where the laughing sound was coming from. When he did, he saw Jungkook with his hands pinned above his head by Jimin and you scribbling your fingers on his armpits

"Y/N HAHAHAHA STOHOHOP!" Jungkook screamed in laughter

Taehyung felt his face burning red feeling awkward with the sight infront of him.

"Oh hey Taehyung" You stopped tickling Jungkook and looked at Taehyung who was standing by the door way

"W-what are you doing?" Taehyung asked

"Tickling Jungkook, his been a brat and needs to be punished" You said

"But I said sorry!" Jungkook whined

"Shush! You know that's not how it works, Jimin continue tickling his armpits I'm going for his tummy"

"With pleasure" Jimin grinned as he sat on Jungkook's arms, beginning to skitter his cute fingers all over his hallows

"NOHOHOHOHOHOHO TAEHUHUHUYUNNGG HEHEHELPPP" Taehyung awkwardly looked at Jungkook being wrecked right there right infront of him. Oh how much he envies the younger one

"Yah Taehyung why don't you help us, His feet are available" You suggested

"I-I'm fine guys...I'll just...uhmmm...get water, I'm thirsty. Bye!" With that Taehyung left the scene not wanting to witness more of it

He was at the kitchen drinking a glass of water. He placed the glass down and cupped his cheeks which were still burning from what happened earlier.

"Ah stop it Taehyung ah" He said to himself, lightly patting his cheeks

"Stop what Taehyung?" Taehyung turned around, startled to see you standing behind

"Y-Y/N hey...Didn't see you there" He let out a nervous laugh "Uhmm weren't you just punishing Jungkook or something?"

"Jimin got that covered, I left my phone outside and was gonna record them because they look so cute. But then I heard you talking to yourself just wanna check if your ok"

"Everything's fine, no need to worry about me" You narrowed your eyes at Taehyung not believing what his saying but decided to let it slide for now

"Ok then...I'll go get my phone now" After you left Taehyung alone in the Kitchen he let out a sigh of relief

He took out his phone and went to tumblr wanting to post a rant

I have this female friend I'm really close with. And as far as I know she is really a good ler. I've seen her wrecked my friends before and boy she wrecked them good. I wanted her to tickle me too but I doubt she knows my love for tickling. I want to tell her but I don't know how I need help😭

A few minutes after he posted that. It was flooded with his followers simply telling him to just ask you and not to be scared about it "Aish! But it's not that simple" He frowned.

For the whole day he couldn't help but recall the moment wherein you tickled the crap out of Jungkook, imaging himself being in Jungkook's place

•••

A week has passed since that incident. Right now Taehyung was in the middle of finding his phone because somehow he lost it "Aish where is it?" He checked his bed, his nightstand, his desk but its nowhere to be found. He is starting to panick as he ruffled his hair in frustration

"Looking for this?" Taehyung turned to your direction, seeing you leaning on the doorway waving his phone in front of him

"Yes! Thanks Y/N!" Taehyung smiled in relief as he was approaching you to get his phone back

"Wait" You hid his phone behind your back "You know your phone has very interesting information" Taehyung looked at you in confusion

"How interesting of you to have a tumblr account" Taehyung's eyes widened

"Give me back my phone!" Taehyung tried to reach your phone behind your back but you ran to his bed

"You know your password isn't hard to guess, Your birthday really?" Taehyung's face blushed in embarrassment

"I said give me back my phone!" Taehyung ran to you and you were able to dodge him

"You know that one post of yours has piqued my interest, I wonder who that female friend of yours you wanted to be tickled by so badly" You teased the flustered male as he tried getting his phone back from you

"Y/N! Stop that! Just give me my phone!" Your little game of tag has continued on until Taehyung has you pinned on his bed, successfully getting his phone back from you

"You know Taehyung, I don't often assume too much but it felt like that femal friend your referring to is Me" You smirked at Taehyung who couldn't stop blushing

Taehyung tried opening his mouth trying to find something to say to escape from this embarrassing situation but what you said is true afterall.

"So I'm right aren't I?" You were having so much fun teasing Taehyung. You then decided why not give him what he wants?. You started jabbing your fingers into his sides making him collapsed right next to him. You took this chance and sat on his stomach "Oh Taehyung we are gonna have so much fun"

You started skittering your finger nails around his soft tummy. "Y/N Hahahaahahahahahahaha" His cute giggles escaping his pretty lips

"You like that Tae? Hmm? you seem to enjoy it so much"

"S-stohohohohohop" Taehyung grabbed your wrist trying to push them away

"You said you wanted this, don't you dare waste such good opportunity" You grabbed both Taehyung's wrist pinning them above his head. It was good he decided not to fight against it.

You suddenly got an idea in your head "Hey Tae I got a challenge for you and I don't take no as an answer" Taehyung looked at you and gulped, without bothering to let him reply you continued on "I want you to keep your arms up and you have to keep them up for at least 5 minutes if not I'm gonna add another 5 minutes understand?" Taehyung slowly nodded his head "Good"

You slipped your hands inside his shirt and wiggled your fingers on his armpits. "ehehehehehehehehe" Taehyung giggled as bit his lip trying his very best to keep his arms up "Y/N hahahahahahahaha"

"Yes Tae laugh for me, your doing good" You started wiggling your fingers up and down his armpits and into his hallows

"Ihihihihihihitt tihihihihickless sohohohohoho muhuhuhucchhh" His eyes now were tightly shut and now his head waz shaking side to side Cute you thought.

It has been 2 minutes so you decide to take this up a notch and go for his weak spot which you remembered he mentioned in one of his posts. You then went and attack his hipbone using your thumbs drilling into the spot. Successfully you got Taehyung to put his hands down. Realising what he did he widened his eyes as you smirked at him "Uh oh taehyung has put his arms down and it hasn't been 5 minutes you know what that means?" You went and get a thin rope and tied his hands to the head of the bed "Oh how much fun I'm gonna have with you"

You attacked his hips once again wiggling your fingers on that area.

"Y/N! NOHOHOHOHOHOHO!" Taehyung shrieked kicking his legs as he was left with no choice but to endure the ticklish sensation

"Y/N Yes~" You teased, tickling his hips for a total of 8 minutes now. After that you were kind enough to give Taehyung a break

"Did you enjoy it tae bear?" You asked stroking his soft hair

"I sure did" Taehyung smiled still panting from earlier.

"You know, there's nothing wrong approaching me with this kind of topic I am your friend after all and I'd love to have a daily tickle session with you"

"Yeah I know, thanks"

"No problem" You patted his head "But I'm not ending the session without one thing" You grinned

"W-what is it?" Taehyung curiously asked

"This!" You blew a raspberry on his soft tummy earning girly like squeals from him. You chuckled at the cute reaction and blew a few more raspberries before you finally finished. You untied Taehyung's wrists and ruffled his hair

"You're so cute tae bear"

#tickle #bts tickle fic #tickle fic #lee!taehyung #ler!reader

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