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shhhlikeme · 4 years

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A/N: Feeling writers block so I thought I’d throw in headcannons with some of my fave boys that has been sitting in my drafts! If you want me to continue this with more characters, request em!

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Intentionally or Unintentionally CockTeasing The Haikyuu Boys Because They Can’t Have Sex

(Slight NSFW)

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So this is wah gwan/

Background for Understanding:

Your boyfriend was playing volleyball and pulled the groin muscle in his inner thigh. After several x-rays, he would be out a little longer than a month before making a full recovery. But the doctor told him that the boy MUST refrain from ANY and ALL sexual activity if they ever want to play again. The look on his face looked like he had just been told that the world was ending lmao. You snickered and hugged him. Reassuring them that “It’ll be fine, babe.”

But it wouldn’t be.

Because you were a little shit (unintentional or not).

Needless to say, they were having a tough time refraining from any and all sexual activity—

Here’s why:

Wakatoshi

“Y/N. Do you think this is funny?” Asks your boyfriend seriously as he gives you a disapproving look. You’d think he was your school principal by the way he was chastising you.

You feigned innocence as you pouted at him with wide eyes. “What? What am I doing now, Toshiiii?”

He didn’t blink.

“Must you practice your splits for cheerleading right here? In front of me? Wearing a thong? Why not go to the den.”

Suppressing your urge to giggle, you leaned further into your almost-middle splits as you flipped your hair—looking back at him over your shoulder.

“No, I want to be near you, Tosh.”

Your boyfriend scoffed at your response, unimpressed and frankly pissed.

“I do not want you near me doing that. Go. Now.”

You smile because as your giant serious boyfriend spoke he stared intently at your ass only. You could see the tent forming in his jeans as he watched you stretch.

“You’ll have much more space to do this in the den.” He added.

“Oh? You want me to go to the den because I’ll have more space, love? Or could it be because you want to help me stretch out elsewhere—maybe the inside of my pussy—but the doctor said you can’t?”

Toshi’s mouth fell open at your insinuation. Annoyed and undeniably horny, he makes himself shut his mouth again. You reached your hands forward in the stretch to give your man a better visual of your ass and you could hear him groan from behind you.

Ushijima made a move to take you upstairs before remembering the doctors orders and stopping. He reminded himself why he cared so much about that sport that was standing in his way from fucking his girlfriend to oblivion and tried to calm his anger at you for teasing him.

“I’ll go, then.” He stated angrily. “I’m going to Tendou’s. Tell me when you’re done stretching, and I’ll be back.”

You waved at your boyfriend happily as he left because he looked funny marching out with a huge boner sticking out from his front.

“Okay, baby! I will!”

Hinata

“Whoaa....” Murmured Shōyo as he watched you with wide eyes. For the past three minutes he has had his eyes glued to you while you devoured the ice cream cone he had just gotten you two from your fridge.

You used your tongue to lick all around the vanilla treat. Swirling your tongue up, down, and around, sometimes making a slurpy sound that sounded quite familiar to the boy who missed your blow jobs so much.

Mans sat there watching your tongue like he was in a trance, his eyes flicking from your mouth to his attention-starved dick then back to your mouth.

When the ice cream shrunk enough to be swallowed like your boyfriends cock, you enclosed your lips around it suggestively and met your boyfriends pleading eyes as you did it.

You finished the rest of your frozen treat happily, knowing you just made your boyfriend incoherent with lust.

“Mmmm......it’s so sticky........and tastes so good....” you sigh in delight as you lick your fingers of the white creamy sweetness.

“Shōyo? You haven’t even touched your ice cream. And it’s dripping all over your hand!”

After calling his name twice more Hinata snapped out of his trance, he looked over at his dripping strawberry ice cream cone that he’d forgotten he even had as soon as he heard your first slurp.

“Oh, Y/N. Here, please, take mine too!” He shoved his ice cream in your direction and you slowly take it from your oddly acting boyfriend.

“You want me to..... have your ice cream?”

Hinata nodded enthusiastically before he quickly wiped his hands clean with a paper towel. He leaned his head on his knuckles as he got comfortable, preparing himself to watch you swirl your tongue around ice cream again like this was his favourite Marvel movie!

“Okay, I’m ready.” He says with bright, eager eyes.

Actual footage of your boyfriend Shōyo:

“Go.”

Aran

“Babe. You had to pick this movie on your choice of movie night?” Your boyfriend wiped his face as a show of stress. He begrudgily stared at his screen and then looked down at you through the slits of his eyes.

Pressed to his side on the couch, you smiled up at him innocently.

“365 Days? What’s wrong with it? I think it’s interesting so far. Plus, Atsumu suggested it to me. He told me to play it on our next movie night!”

Aran clenched his fists under the blanket at your words, secretly promising himself to tell his best friend’s new girlfriend how many girls Atsumu has really been with before her the next time Aran went over there.

LMFAOOOOO

“Oh he did, did he? Atsumu. That angel.....” He grimaced. “Was this before or after you told him about the doctors orders when he was worried?” Aran asked between clenched teeth.

“Uhhh.....after, I’m pretty sure. But, Aran, shhhhhhh! It’s getting to a good part!” Aran watched your beautiful eyes light up as the two characters in the movie started fucking on the yacht like animals.

“Ouuu, baby. We should try that position tonight!” You quip, pointing at the screen then taking a sip of your coke.

Aran cursed his stupid friend. “I—“

“Oh right, sorry! I forgot you can’t, poo. But as soon as you are cured, can we try that?!”

Your boyfriend stared you down in mental agony as he pictured pistoning his dick in you mirroring the position on screen—only right now on this couch. His dick jumped.

“Yeah.” He sighed. “When I’m cured.”

“How long again?” You asked as you grabbed the remote to turn up the sound volume during another hot sex scene.

“Too damn long.” He rolled his eyes as he looked back at the porn-disguised-as a-romantic-movie on screen too.

Yams

“Auuuuuuhhhhhhhhh. Yesssssssssss. F-f-f-feels soooooooo g-o-o-o-d-d-d-d, Tadashi.....”

With a violent blush, your boyfriend gave the Furniture store worker a thumbs up.

“I umm.... guess she likes it.” Tadashi reasoned, putting his hand on your shoulder. He squeezed your shoulder silently trying to tell you to quiet down in the store.

Sitting in the turbo massage chair, you moaned some more, letting your boyfriend and the worker know how much you liked how it felt. Tadashi’s ears perked up at every sigh and moan you made. He couldn’t rid his mind of memories of you moaning just like that when you’re on top of him and he has a vibrator pressed to your clit. It was clouding his thoughts. He bit his lip as he zoned out thinking about the fun you two could have on this chair at home with a vibrator. Only a month longer from this stupid injury and you’d be extra sensitive on his dick with the help of this chair....

“—and the parts will be sold separately. Should I ring you up, sir?”

Tadashi was startled when his girlfriend slapped him blindly on the chest to get his attention back to the sales associate.

What is wrong with him? You thought as you felt your lower back getting kneaded. The man is standing right in front of him and he’s zoning out? Get it together, Space Cadet Yams.

“Huh?! Excuse me?! Sorry, what?” Tadashi rubbed his eyes. “Sorry, I was distracted. Can you repeat that?!” He apologized.

The sales associate smiled kindly.

“Sure thing Mr. Tadashi.....so, I was just explaining that the massage chair is the best of its generation. If you look right here on the remote I have— it has 8 brilliant speeds and intensity adjustments. Your girlfriend is on 2 right now which means that if I increase it to, let’s say, 5 ...”

As the associate spoke, Yams was pulled from paying attention to him as you moaned louder when the level setting increased. “O-o-oh my G-g-god.....Dashi y-y-y-es.”

Picturing you saying this while you were grinding on his cunt-buried dick, Yams knew he was on the verge of defying his doctors orders and just fucking you in the car....

The massage chair dug into your tense shoulders yes LORD—

“Oh b-b-baby. T-th-thats-s th-the sp-p-p-o-t-t..”

As a last ditch effort to save his volleyball career, Yams rudely snatched the remote from the employee’s hands, scattering to hide his new erection behind the massage chair.

He clicked a button on the remote to turn the massage chair off fully while blushing at the employees shocked expression due to being interrupted and basically assaulted.

“Um, sorry! We’ll take it!” Yams freaked out apologetically.

“😱 Yamaguchi!” You scolded your boyfriend’s sudden rudeness. “That was so impolit—“ turning in the chair to see your boyfriends dark blush that you recognized to be his horny face, you stopped. It only took one look at him for you to understand exactly why he just acted completely out of character and rude. It reminded you that you have been on this sex strike with him for far too long, ugh.

You stood up from the chair, calling the confused associates attention away from your horny boyfriend. “Um.... I can sign the paper work. Want to bring me to the cash?” You asked him professionally.

The salesman blinked at Yams before looking down at you. “Uh, of-of course ma’am. Follow me.”

As you two walked away Yams’ top half collapsed on the head rest of the chair. He tried to will his hard member to soften but with the massage chair currently under his skin and so close to him, he couldn’t get your vibrated moans out of his head.

He decided that a stroll through the store’s bathroom section might help.

Ya, that would definitely help.

Akaashi

“I know what you’re doing.” Your boyfriend deadpanned as you showed up late to dinner wearing an extremely low cut dress in the chest area. Your breasts could stop traffic in that and you had only just taken off your trench coat after you and Akaashi sat down so he and the female server were basically the only ones who got an eyeful the entire night.

“I like this dress, Kashi. Don’t you? Can you pass me the salad, please?”

Challenging you with his eyes and trying his best not to look down at your remarkable chest, Akaashi reached over to share you some Mediterranean salad onto your plate like a gentleman.

“Say when.” He insisted.

You smiled and leaned forward to peer at his serving so that your boobs were pressed to the forearm he held the bowl with. Akaashi’s breath hitched. After sharing way more than you could eat, you leaned in close to his ear and whispered

“When.”

Your boyfriend’s eyes flickered down to your boobs before he adjusted himself to relieve the tightening in his pants.

“So, how is your injury, babe?” You ask sweetly, taking a bite of the salad and smiling at him.

“It’s fine. As long as I get to play again it’s manageable, but I believe—“

“Crap.” You pretended to be just as uncomfortable as your boyfriend sitting with a boner as you clutched the bottom of your boobs. You pressed them upward, re-situating them with purpose. Akaashi stared at your breasts openly as he took a shaky deep breath.

“What’s the matter?” He asked hungrily, calling back his composure.

“Oh, my bra wire is just bugging me. Boys wouldn’t understand......” You fixed them some more.

“I know what you’re doing, Y/N.” Akaashi licked his lips and watched you basically fondle your soft breasts in front of him. It made his mouth water, but he tried not to show it.

“Hm. You’re the smartest person I know, so I reckon you do know what I’m doing....” You quirked an eyebrow as you removed your hands from your girls and took a gentle sip of your water.

“—Is it working?” You winked at him like a trained seductress-assassinator in a major motion picture.

Akaashi leaned back in his seat, he undressed you with his eyes; also like a trained seductress-assasinator in a major motion picture.

You shivered under the insanely beautiful man’s intensive gaze, closing your thighs to relieve the tension you suddenly felt in your private area since he made you beyond horny with that look.

“It’s working. Yes.” The side of Keiji’s lip quirked up in a half grin. “But I’m fairly certain you don’t know that the doctor called 3 days ago and told me that I am recovering exceptionally fast. He gave me the green light for physical activity again. Sexual: physical activity. I double checked.”

The blood drained from your face as you felt a wave of upcoming pleasure wash through you. You had been waiting 23 days without sex and in a flash you regrettably remembered just how much of your teasing over that period your gorgeous boyfriend had to endure. How much he had to pay you back for.

Akaashi smirked ever so sexily at your shocked reaction. Good, he thought to himself. So you knew what was in store for you tonight.

You stared at him like 👁👄👁

“Waiter.” Your hubby called over your head in his attractive voice with an elegant lift of his glass. He dropped his eyes to look back at you with a panty-dropping stare. As you shivered again, Akaashi proclaimed the weighted words that would inaugurate a long night of screams, kisses, and earth shattering orgasms:

“Cheque please.”

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sometimeinjoon · 5 years

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Min Yoongi. Perpetual frowner. Scoffer.

Also the guy you’ve tried your sunny advances on, to no avail.

“Now, _____,” the instructor points at you from across the room. He’s half seated his butt on the teacher’s desk. “Tell us what you would say to the man that needed an ark in the story?”

Against better judgment, you answer without delay. “I Noah guy.”

And the Min Yoongi. The perpetual frowner. The scoffer.

Laughs.

He cracks a smile for a split second before he bursts out into a fit. An entire fit! Soon he’s got his eyes closed, leaning back on his chair, hands on his stomach like some major comedian just gave him the literal best he’s got.

And instead of getting angry and/or annoyed at the scene in front of him, the instructor starts laughing too. Giggling, mostly. But he’s also apparently surprised that the entire class is cricket silent spare the only guy that never laughs at his jokes despite his immediate need for recitation grades, let alone anyone else’s.

Yoongi recovers and you prepared to count the seconds before his face goes back to blank, but it doesn’t. It doesn’t! Yoongi looks at you with a thin lipped smile the entire time you spoke out your actual answer to the literary prof’s question. It made your heart soar, yes, but it was also unnerving. You’ve tried everything for him to notice you, to acknowledge you, and he’s never. What makes this time so special? It couldn’t be the pun, even though it obviously had to be. It was terrible!

You take it though. You take whatever sliver of attention thrown your way, like a deranged dog turning around and chasing after a stick his owner pretended to throw. You engrave this moment into your brain, planning to cherish it forever. Despite your huge crush on him, all the times you’ve tried to approach him had been shut down. Your mind was made that Yoongi just was not the one for you, but you’re young and you’re in no rush. Little moments that make you feel giddy, like when he accidentally brushes your shoulder and when he looks in your general direction are enough for you. So instead of moving on to liking someone that you actually had a shot with, you pine after Yoongi like a maniac.

An extremely tingly maniac, since you can feel Yoongi’s eyes at the back of your head. He’s a row behind you but a couple of seats away, so he doesn’t escape your peripheral when you angle your head to the right, slightly, pretending to be listening to the instructor. Maybe it was only your delusion and that he’s not actually looking at you, but you’re more than satisfied with yourself like that.

Next after literature came gym, and you curse whatever commission mandated sports to be part of your general education subjects in university. Though, there’s a really cute guy that spikes really well during volleyball and if you didn’t know any better, you’d think he liked you. What was his name, Jungkook? He keeps looking at you after he scores, as if looking for affirmation. Like he’s saying “did you see that? Yes. I did that. I’m good at volleyball.”

You’re starting to actively wait for him to glance at you every once in a while. He’s actually looking past you, but he’s too absorbed at whoever he was actually looking at to notice you returning his looks. With you in the sidelines and him in the court and all the unintentional, weird eye flirting going on, you’re extremely surprised to find Yoongi’s chest suddenly coming in between your lines of vision. He’s just trotted on in front of you, hands in his pockets.

“I didn’t think you were a fan of volleyball?” he asks, hunched down towards you so you could hear him over the noise.

“I’m not. Just spectating.”

“Ah, I see,” he says, sitting down beside you. Your cheeks burn almost instantly, your hands building up a sweat.

“So what are you a fan of?” he asks, setting his elbows on his knees, hands together looking out onto the players on the court. He’s facing you a bit with his body and you’re sure you’re about to faint.

“Basketball, I guess, since I know how play works,” you lie. You only said that cause you knew Yoongi was into it.

Yoongi grins at your answer, dropping his eyes to his hands. “Funny, I’ve never seen you during games?”

You want to protest at what he’s said, but you realize you couldn’t without sounding like a complete idiot. What were you going to say? That you watched every single one this season except you’ve tried to hide yourself from Yoongi, because instead of the games, you’re looking at him? Of course not.

“Hey, I’m just joking,” he consoles you when you take a little too long to answer. He bumps his shoulder into yours and ohmygod I’m literally about to piss myself.

That was the beginning of something. You weren’t sure what to call it, but it was definitely something. He’s still cold and smug, but he’s also indirectly nicer. To only you, you’ve noted. He’s switched seats with the guy behind you in literature and now you’re not sure of how you’re supposed to move when in class. He walks out the room with you on the way to your next class and you talk. He gives you his spare snack bars before any activities begin. He also picks you on his team during gym. Sure, you’re never first pick, but you’re a good third. That’s good enough.

Good enough is what you keep telling yourself. That you don’t need any more than whatever this was. Random hellos in the halls and small smiles. It was enough. That you and Yoongi will never be together, but this, being his friend, was enough.

“Was my pun really that funny?” you ask him the first time you have lunch together on a whim.

“What?”

“We became friends after you laughed at me in class.”

“Oh, you kept track?”

You wanted to take what you’ve said back before Yoongi wipes away any embarrassment that was about to build in your system. He tells you he’s just kidding and that he’s just always wanted to be friends with you. That he’s not sure about how to initiate things, so he took that as gateway interaction.

You think to yourself that he’s literally an idiot. That you’ve tried to initiate at least a friendship about 70 times, and each and every single time, he seems unhappy to be around you.

But that’s okay. All those times he’s turned you down have led up to this glorious moment of actually having him in your contacts list, having him as an option to call on random food trips at night even though you would never. Of actually having him smile at you when your eyes meet. Of actually having him here, in this McDonald’s in campus eating a burger as you wait out the rain.

The pun, though, the ”gateway interaction”, it wasn’t funny. In fact, it took everything in Yoongi to laugh as much as he did. He was at such a high risk for sounding phony that he just tried the hardest he could to fake it until he made it. He swore he almost popped a vein that day, but it was worth it. He was unsure of how to approach you, given that when he realized he wanted to, you’ve stopped trying to get around him which made things about ten times more difficult.

He was ecstatic about your unofficial date today, when he’s caught you waiting in a shed for the rain to stop before asking you if you wanted to make a run for it to McDonald’s. He’s trying to keep his composure around you, trying not to fidget too much, not trying to chew too loud. But you kept coaxing him to talk and to talk and to talk that he’s now just caught himself talking with his mouth fucking full for the third time so far.

God, when your lips are a little bitten by the cold like that as you eat your McFlurry, he wants to kiss you. He’s not listening to what you’re saying anymore, just nodding and smiling with his teeth out. That’s how whipped he is.

But the rain stops, and so does his train of thought when “get going” leaves your lips.

“I’m sorry I—“ he tries to apologize for zoning out.

“Need to get going, yes. Namjoon’s going to skin you!” You say, already pushing yourself out of your seat. The literary reading, how could Yoongi forget. He volunteered at the theater so he could stare at you dreamily while you yelled at idiotic freshmen that made out under the stage. He’s also promised Namjoon he’ll critic his acting for the play.

Right now, Yoongi’s not sure why, but he’s sweating. Profusely. He’s already mapped it out in his head, take something that’s yours, and then run after you to return it so he could ask you if you want to go to dinner randomly tonight. Like a passive-aggressive way to ask someone out on a date.

He’s already got a pen and a hair tie in his pocket, but he’s all over the place. He can’t use these? What would make a pen so important that he’d have to go to you at eight o’clock at night just to return it? He sets the pen back down on the table. The hair tie, he’s decided to keep it for himself. You had about fifty, and he wants a remembrance.

Now he’s freaking because you’re about to go back into the locker room to get your things and leave, and he’s still scavenging around your belongings you’ve left messy on the table looking for that one thing. He already hears you laughing outside. He has to decide right now, this instant, what does he— oh, that’ll do.

It will definitely do. In fact, it’s so important to you it’s going to have him change 90% of his plans he’s so carefully pieced together tonight. He slaps his hand onto the screen of your phone to try and hide it from view as you swing the door open, and it works. You completely overlook it as you gathered the litter of things on the table, bid him goodbye and left. Now he’s in a real shit of a situation, because, how will he run your phone after you tonight?

The sensible answer would have been to run it after you right now, but he’s in a panic and his mind was set to this evening, where he was supposed to text you that you forgot something and if you could meet up by the fountain to get it from him. With his plans being thwarted too early, he’s still fixed on tonight, on 8 PM tonight. How was he supposed to text you now that he had your phone?

How was he supposed to text at all now that he doesn’t have his phone?

It’s gone! It’s not in his bag where the thought he’d left it, where could it have gone?

Oh, silly, it’s probably with you. You probably took it instead of yours by accident.

Now Yoongi really starts to sweat. You’re going to see that you’re his lockscreen. And that’s not so bad, except he’s also edited little emoji hearts on it. He thinks about just texting his number and say that you’re going to have to meet because you switched phones, but you’re going to see that he’s saved your contact under ”Wifey” with a ring emoji and three hearts.

Little did he know you’re in a panic too, wondering where your phone went and which stage member accidentally took it. If a stage member took it, actually, or if it had been stolen somewhere else.

You run into Jungkook at KFC on your way to your dorm and he notices you’re distraught.

“Everything alright?” he smiles.

You try to smile back. “Yeah, I guess.”

Jungkook hesitates for a second before asking you if you were going to head home alone. You nod your head yes and before you really notice what’s going on, you’ve already agreed to him walking you home. He also mentions his boyfriend’s apartment being a floor up, so it was really a practical thing to just walk together.

Yoongi unknowingly walks by your apartment while he was strolling around the building to calm his nerves and at the far end of the hallway, he sees Jungkook drop you off. He waits for him to kiss you, to absolutely obliterate him, but he doesn’t. He sees you close the door to your apartment and then Jungkook just leaves.

Yoongi’s stuck in his spot for a good while before he comes back to his senses. He debates on doing what he was thinking of doing, but he does it anyway. He’s sure he’s not supposed to and he’s going to seem extremely entitled to you after this but he’s so overcome with anger—jealousy, really, and trudges on to your apartment door.

Knock knock knock.

Who could that be? It’s like, 8 at night.

You swing the door open. “Oh, Yoongi, what brings you—“

In one swift motion he holds your cheek and pulls you in for a kiss. A soft kiss. It takes you both a second before you fully start kissing, moving your lips in sync. His other hand makes it around your waist and pulls you closer, kissing you a little harder, a little faster.

You shove at his chest lightly to tell him to pull away. You didn’t intend to break the kiss, but Yoongi’s taken a much deeper breath before the kiss compared to you and you were going to suffocate if you don’t get a breather.

Then Yoongi leaves. Leaves. His eyes widen and before you could smile at him and he mouths a quick sorry before running off. Literally running off. Into the hallway, disappearing at a turn. He’s so shocked at what he’s done and he didn’t know how he was supposed to recollect himself and actually explain what the fuck he’s just done, so he just left. He’s worried that he might have got in between something between you and Jungkook and he’s angry at himself now, angry at his impulsiveness. Angry that he thought that you could have been something. Angry that he wants you to be something, but he has no idea how to approach this whole thing. He decides he wouldn’t. That he won’t bother talking to you again after the sheer embarrassment he’s just drowned himself in. It was good while whatever you had lasted anyway.

Three days later, at theater, Yoongi finally shows up. He’s moved his seat to the back end of the room during literature and he doesn’t even show up during gym. You were seeking him out but wasn’t sure where to look, and without your old phone, you wouldn’t really have a shot at finding him since you didn’t have his number. You’ve borrowed your best friend’s old Samsung and it was tying you over well, but that meant not having half of the people you had on your contacts. Jungkook regularly walks you home now and Yoongi’s been creeping around waiting for him to do so every day. He’s still waiting for a hug, or a kiss, just to rub in his emotions.

You see him talking to Namjoon at the side of the stage and as soon as you said your lines, you ran to them.

“_____, hi,” Namjoon smiles. You see Yoongi turn away from you.

“Hey Joon, sorry, can I just—,” you squeeze yourself in between them, “give this fucker what he deserves thanks,” and then you yank Yoongi by his jacket and kiss him. His eyes grow wide and then they flutter shut eventually, kissing you back. You intended on a one-kiss thing, not a full make out, but Yoongi apparently had something else in mind.

“Ah, so things worked out,” Namjoon steps back and puts both his hands up. After a second of you two still not parting, Namjoon jingles his keys by your ears, face full of disgust.

“Take my office, but for the love of god don’t nut on my desk. You’ll ruin the wood stain.”

Yoongi smirks and takes the keys. Leading you inside, he yells “no promises” to the man that graciously gave you his office as fuck space. What a dipshit, you love him already.

“Listen,” Yoongi starts, leaning against the door as you settled yourself on the edge of the aforementioned desk Namjoon did not want any jizz on. “I’m not in here to fuck, alright?”

“Wasn’t hoping on it, really,” you cross your arms over your chest. “All I’m interested in is knowing why you just ran away that one night and have been trying to actively avoid me, asshole.”

“I didn’t know what to say,” he scratches the back of his head.

“I like you, maybe? Or you don’t and just needed something to do?”

“Fuck no, I fucking like you. Like like like you. I was so jealous of Jungkook and—“

“Oh, of course you were.”

“I fucking was! I still fucking am! I had this whole thing fucking planned, took your phone, would give it back to you and maybe have some dinner, may have even kissed you before I left, but who do I see taking you home? Shit, I know I fucked up cause you ended up with my phone, but sheesh,”

He tries to mentally prepare himself for you breaking it to him, that you and Jungkook are getting along well and are on your way into else things past friendship, but he knows it’s a crapshoot and whatever prep he does, it won’t prepare him for his heart officially tearing into two. He hasn’t liked anyone as much as he likes you.

“You fucktard,” you smile and walk over to him, reaching for his hands that were fidgeting with each other. “You fucking idiot, you took my fucking phone? So the one I have, with me as the wallpaper, was yours?” you smile wider and give him a peck. “And Jungkook, baby, he has a boyfriend.”

“He does?”

“No I’m just kidding. We’re together.”

Yoongi’s heart snaps, but you pick the pieces right back up and laugh.

“Would I really be locked in this room with you if I had someone else?” You ask. He shakes his head. Without his worried expression changing, Yoongi pulls you in and kisses you again, slower than the last time he did. His hands were placed firmly on the lower part of your hips and he’s almost moaning as you pull at his shirt. You place both of your hands on his cheeks and lick at his lips, asking for permission and he gives it to you. Your tongues meet and at first it was shy, subtle, small licks in between kisses. Yoongi’s flushed, cheeks pink and he’s starting to sweat a little bit, but he loves it, he loves the adrenaline that’s building in his stomach. He grabs your ass after he begins to lose control but he doesn’t intend on taking things any further. Not yet. Not here. He wants a bed for that. Maybe some candles and some roses. Maybe after some dinner he’s going to cook. He’s not sure.

“Settle down,” you whisper against his lips when he starts to heavily massage your cheek.

“Sorry, I’m— they were right there, you know? Big and ready for the taking.”

“You didn’t even ask permission,” you frown. He immediately lets go of your butt and his mouth gapes open but you just kiss him again, smiling.

“_____, may I please grab your ass as we make out?” he asks, smiling, staring at your lips that he’s already turned so red.

You nod, wrapping your arms around his neck. “Be my guest.” His hand finds your ass immediately. Both cheeks this time.

“Oh, and,” he says before your lips could touch again. “Will you be my girlfriend too? Is that appropriate to ask in this situation? I swear it’s not just cause we’re making out and I’m getting infatuated, I’ve been sure I liked you for a while now. I promise, I’ll take you out and shit and—“

You kiss him, softly, on the cheek to cut him off. “Yes.”

And at that moment, Min Yoongi. Perpetual frowner. Scoffer.

Smiles.

#tsundere! yoongi #yoongi x reader #suga imagine #suga drabble #yoongi drabble #yoongi imagine #yoongi x you #i dont know how to tag this #bts imagine #bts drabble

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Body Smile

PLEASURE.

Chapter 2.

"Liyahhhh!....Wake uppppp!....Sleeping beautyyyy!.....Girl, wake the hell up!"

Hazel's unnecessary hard slap to Aliyah's backside jolted her awake from the stinging pain interrupting her sleep. With heavy eyelids and a throbbing headache greeting her as she blinked her eyes rapidly, attempting to adjust to her brightly lit room. Groaningly lowly, Aliyah slowly sat up, rubbing her temples, her mind just as foggy as her eyesight was.

"Why are you here so early?" She managed to croak out, her throat dry and scratchy.

Hazel made a face, shaking her head as she handed Aliyah a glass of water and two pills. "Early? It's 12:27 in the afternoon Liyah."

Quickly taking the pills and downing the water, Aliyah glanced at the clock on her nightstand more confused than ever. "Huh?" Her eyes moved back and forth, trying to understand what happened.

She had never really slept this late before but then again, she also has never drunk so much to where she barely remembered what happened the night before either. This was the first time going past her limit. And she was regretting it as she went to stand on her two wobbly legs.

The fuck did she consume last night?

Hazel smirked at the sight of Aliyah standing in front of her in nothing but her underwear before shaking her head, pushing her perverted thoughts aside. "You had us worried last night. We searched for you throughout the mansion, until we found you knocked the hell out on the couch inside his dad's office."

Aliyah vaguely recalled entering the office but everything after refused to play out in her mind.

With Hazel following right behind her into the bathroom, Aliyah brushed her teeth in an attempt to get rid of the weird taste in her mouth. "What?" She asked as she ran a hot towel across her face, glancing at Hazel's smirking reflection in the mirror.

"You weren't alone."

Hearing this, Aliyah paused, turning to look at Hazel confused. "What do you mean I wasn't alone?" She didn't remember entering the office with anyone else. The sole purpose of her even entering the office, to begin with, was for some peace and quiet.

Hazel chuckled, finding it amusing how Aliyah could forget being wrapped around her "Ace" like her life depended on it. "You remember that camboy I was telling you about the other night?"

Aliyah whipped around, staring at Hazel with wide eyes. Did she remember? How the hell could she forget?... Technically she did but that's not the point.

"Y-you knew?" She stuttered, the sneaky look on Hazel's face giving her the answer. "You did that shit on purpose?"

Shrugging her shoulders, Hazel eyed her nails casually. "Yes. Once Tori told me he reminded her of someone and showed me what ChimChim looked like, I knew exactly who he was." She was surprised herself seeing the boy who had her bestie so in love back then, beating his dick for the world to see.

Not like she was complaining but it was so unlike the boy that they all had once known. Back then Kaiden was always reserved, and not so...freaky.

"And I was with him last night?"

Hazel nodded her head, running her fingers across Aliyah's neck. "He even left his mark on you."

Eyebrows furrowing, Aliyah faced her mirror to see a red spot on her neck causing her to gasp. It was as if at that moment, last nights events came rushing back into her memory making her skin heat up at the thought of him. It had almost felt like some sort of dream. Her Ace had returned and once again left her hot and bothered.

She could feel the warmness of her cheeks as she remembered the way he touched her. It wasn't his usual touch either. Kaiden was always respectful and cautious with his approach towards Aliyah, with the exception of two times in particualr...but even then he promised it was unintentional which she believed.

"He may have changed but clearly he still has feelings for you. I'm positive it was the only reason he even showed up when I had sent him the invite." Hazel revealed, knowing that she had basically bribed him with the promise that Aliyah would be at the party last night. "He was the one that carried you back to your place because I wasn't about to do it."

Aliyah rolled her eyes, brushing past Hazel to grab some clothes. She could still smell the essence of the weed that was being smoked last night on her skin.

"I can't believe that he's back," Aliyah whispered to herself. She was so sure that she would probably never cross paths with him again. Thinking it would be the one promise that he'd break because Kaiden has always kept his word whenever he promised her anything.

It was one of the many reasons why she fell in love with him.

"He said that he'll be stopping by again later, that you two needed to talk."

Now that made her nervous. It wasn't as if she didn't want to see him because she honestly did. However, she was in Kaiden's presence last night for a short period of time and she was ready to bust it wide open for the man and she wasn't quite sure how to feel about that.

Even now just that thought of him made her pussy ache. It was insane.

"Where are you going?" Aliyah questioned, watching Hazel gather her keys and walk towards her front door.

"To hang out with Gray. You know everyone is about to go their own way once graduation is over and I'm trying to spend as much time with him before he sets off to New York." She explained as a sad look crossed her face.

"He's the reason why you're walking so funny right now huh?" Aliyah grinned, already knowing the answer. The embarrassed look on Hazel's face making it no better. Hazel and Gray have been a "thing" since their sophomore year but never actually made it official. They were so much alike which is why they constantly bumped heads over certain things, not to mention how both of their names literally being colors.

It was fascinating.

"Shut up. You can experience the same if you'd let Kaiden fu-"

"Bye!" Aliyah shouted, quickly cutting Hazel off, opening the door for her.

Hazel laughed loudly, stepping out into the hallway. "You were already halfway there last night and you know it."

"Whatever Haze," Aliya replied with the flick of her hand. "Text me later."

"Of course. And please do something that I would." Hazel threw over her shoulder, scurrying towards the elevators denying Aliyah the chance to say something back.

Shaking her head, Aliyah closed and locked the door, resting her back against it. Her headache was slowly disappearing and she could see more clearly than she did only moments ago. She still couldn't wrap her mind around the fact that he was back. He was so different yet the same in a few ways.

He still spoke softly towards her but his words had gotten more bold, and sexual, just like his touches. The kiss they had shared was intimate, much like the one they had on the night before he had left. Yet the way he looked at her was different. His eyes showed her something that she wasn't used too.

Running her hands down her face, she pushed away from the door and grabbed what she needed for a shower, contemplating how she was going to busy herself until Kaiden showed up at her door.

______

It was 9:30 P.M when she had heard it.

Light knocks on her apartment door.

At first, she had ignored it, thinking it was nothing until she heard it again.

This time, the knocks a little louder.

She slowly climbed off her couch, taking small steps towards the door, her heart beating rapidly inside her chest.

She knew exactly who it was.

"Open the door Beauty." He commanded softly from the other side.

Standing on her tippy toes, she looked through the peephole to see him glance up as soon as her eyes landed on his. Tucking her bottom lip into her mouth she stepped back, unlocking her door, slowly pulling it open.

"Kaiden." She greeted shyly, trying her best to avoid any eye contact. Now completely sober, she found herself much more nervous than the previous night.

Kaiden rolled his eyes, not liking how she wasn't calling what she always has. A name that he would always prefer her to call him....with the exception of a few others.

"Call me by the name you have given me Beauty. You know better." He told her as his eyes looked her over, truly taking in how much she has grown up. Her hair had gotten longer, her hips a little wider and her thighs thicker. He could tell with her face alone how much she has matured, still remaining as beautiful as ever.

She closed her eyes for a second, nodding her head. "I'm sorry. You know Ace isn't a name I've used in a while." She lied slightly. His name has slipped past her lips on a few occasions before and not just in conversations either.

Kaiden raised his eyebrow at this. "That'll change soon."

Smirking at that, Aliyah stepped to the side, allowing him to come in. "What took you so long to come back Ace?" She blurted out as she closed the door once he was inside.

Kaiden gave her a look, surprised that she asked him so soon. "A lot of things honestly. My family needed me to stay longer than I assumed they would." He said truthfully. It was the cause of him leaving back to Korea in the first place.

"And you couldn't have contacted me?"

"I did contact yo-"

"For a year Ace, a year. Then you just disappeared on me." Swiftly cutting him off and the excuse he was attempting to use.

Licking his lips, Kaiden took a step forward sensing how upset she was getting. "I'm not making excuses for what I did Beauty. I promise it was never my intention to leave you for so long."

Making a face, Aliyah walked past him and plopped down on her couch. Why was she still so bothered? She shouldn't be feeling some type of way when all these years have gone by, yet she was.

She had missed him.

But even with her emotions all over the place, she hated herself for wanting nothing more than to feel his tongue between her thighs right now like he wanted too last night.

"What?"

"Huh?" Aliyah questioned as she looked at him confused.

Kaiden chuckled as he stepped in front of her, pulling her up by the hands. "You have no idea what just said do you?"

Aliyah blinked at him, thinking over her words, not seeing what he was talking about until realization had hit her a second later. She opened her mouth to protest that what he heard was false but the look he was giving her, shut her up quick.

"Is that what you want?" He whispered, brushing his lips against hers while his hands slightly slid into the top of her shorts.

"I-I don't think that's a good idea Ace." She stuttered.

His darkened eyes squinted at her accusingly. "I won't do anything unless you want me to." He remarked, watching her facial expressions change. The last thing he wants is for her to be when around him was scared. She always had a choice when it came to him. If this wasn't what she wanted then he would respect it. But he was hoping that she would grant him what he's been craving to do.

Thinking over her options, she saw no point in really denying the obvious. She went to fix her mouth to speak only to have a moan replace her words instead.

Kaiden's hand slip past her slick folds and played with her clit, finding it slightly amusing at how easily aroused she gets. It was no different from back then when he would purposely do things to her just to see what would happen. Even now, her pussy still remained the wettest he's felt, and he's been with enough women to know it to be true.

The soft "ok" she whispered was enough for him to kneel in front of her, placing kisses down her stomach as his hands working slowly to pull down her boy shorts.

"Get on the couch." He ordered her softly. "No....open your legs, I want to see everything."

Realizing what he meant, Aliyah complied, slowly opening her legs wider, still feeling nervous as hell at what she was doing. Kaiden sucked his teeth, his eyes focused intently on her pussy as he reached out moving her legs further apart for better access. He almost groaned at the sight.

Her pussy was so pretty and wet for him.

Aliyah watched him settle between her legs, eyes widening, mouth dropping open in shock when he leaned forward and blew at her sex. She moaned lowly, her body spasmed with surprised pleasure. He teased her, allowing the tip of his tongue to lightly flick over her swollen clit.

"Are you ready?" He questioned, looking up at her. She shook her head no because she honestly didn't think that she was ready. Kaiden chuckled, pulling her folds apart, giving him full access before he gave her one long lick. Taking his time to flick his tongue rapidly across her clit, sending waves of pleasure through Aliyah's already trembling body.

Aliyah moaned lowly, her mouth slightly opened as her eyes shut.

She withered at his ability to move his tongue in a way that left her speechless. Even when she reached a hand down and ran her fingers through his hair to push him away, he continued to suck and lick up her juices all while holding her in place. His pace never staying the same.

"Beauty...." He called out, placing a kiss at her entrance, teasing at it with the tip of his tongue.

Opening her eyes, she hummed in response loving the way he looked between her legs. She watched as he trailed his tongue back up her stomach while his hands pushed up her shirt, exposing her braless chest.

"Did you miss me?" He questioned, taking one of his hands to softly grab at one of her breasts before he attached his mouth over her nipple, tugging and pulling at it lightly. Her soft whimpers filled his ears but he wanted more. So Kaiden decided to tease and rub her throbbing clit, her wetness coating his fingers.

"Answer me." He said, pushing one finger into her, then another. Her slick walls clenched tightly around his digits.

"Yes!" She cried out, letting her hands grip the back of the couch.

"Tell me you missed me." He ordered moving his fingers at a slow pace, teasing the tip of his fingers across an area that made her legs shake. She moaned loudly when he started to give attention to her other breast, sucking on the hardened nipple harshly.

"I mis-....ohhhh shit!" She grunted as his fingers began to speed up. She loved the mixture of pain and pleasure, the amount of pressure developing in her stomach becoming too much. She was close and he knew it.

Kaiden's lust-filled gaze landed on her, not satisfied with her answer. "Tell me again baby." He moaned, leaning up to suck at her neck. The noise making her walls squeeze around his fingers.

Aliyah let out a squeal as her head fell back when his thumb rubbed at her pearl, his fingers moving in a "come hither" movement. "Fuck Ace! I missed you. Ohhhhh, I missed you so much,"

"Are you going to cum me for me, baby?" He teased, a sly smirk on his face as he placed a kiss on her lips, watching her starting to come undone. All aliyah could do was nodded her head while she moaned out his name.

Kaiden quickly moved away and leveled his head with her pussy once more. "Cum all over my tongue Beauty." He demanded, letting his wet muscle move skilfully across her clit all while his fingers thrust faster inside her.

Aliyah's low chants of "I'm gonna cum" filled the air from Kaidens ridiculous ministrations. In a matter of seconds, she found herself releasing hard, her hands gripping at the back of his head. But Kaiden refused to let up, almost causing her to cum again until she forcefully had to push him away, closing her legs back.

Aliyah laid back against the couch breathing loudly, shaking her head at Kaiden's face. The smile he displayed showing her proud he was from leaving her in such a reck state. Simply by using his tongue and hands.

Her eyes grew wide when his hands gripped at her thighs, pushing her legs apart. "Be a good girl for me Beauty and let me clean up the mess I made."

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RWBY Musings #42: Could Jaune Arc Become the Next King of Vale?

@megashadowdragon asked “ its funny that you brought up jaune wielding the relic of destruction like excalibur since I made a post on jaunes secondary inspiration being king arthur hhere what are your thoughts

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But what are your thoughts on the theory?

Squiggles Answers:

Whelp, as you already know, I read through your post and of course, liked it. It looks like I’ve made yet another unintentional musing about Jaune Arc to be added to a new segment in my roster of theories.

Anyways, you wanted my thoughts so y’know whatcha gotta do. Keep reading fam.

To be frank, I was more looking at the King of Vale’s origin story being inspired by King Arthur rather than Jaune Arc. However based on the info presented in your theory thoughts, you do present some pretty interesting evidence that could link both the King and Jaune sharing inspirational roots with the story of King Arthur.

As I mentioned in my musing post from yesterday, I’m not really familiar with the full story of King Arthur, but the more I think about it, the more it makes me hope that one day we’ll get a better look into the full origin story of the King of Vale.

I guess this could help add to my little theory about the Relic of Destruction being buried with the King of Vale since @bloomfireprincess brought up the point of there possibly being a decoy relic planted inside the Vault of the Summer Maiden. It would make sense if this is the case. Compared to the other relics, the Relic of Destruction could be deemed as the most powerful of them all or at least the most dangerous thus the greater need to keep it out of enemy’s clutches. I can definitely see a fake relic being used as a diversion in Shade while the real relic is held elsewhere, in the last place someone would expect it to be. Inside a secret hidden tomb in which the remains of its former wielder was laid to rest.

I’d like to believe that the Relic of Destruction somewhat works like the Elder Wand from the Harry Potter series. Not just any mere mortal can wield it and once it’s chosen its recipient, it forms a bond with them that basically binds the weapon and its power to this person so that the only way for another to take it would be in death. And even then, another worthy wielder must be chosen.

The part that I pulled from your thoughts, megashadowdragon, was what you pointed out about Team JNPR.

“....For one, Jaune uses the stereotypical Knight Templar combination of sword and shield he also has blond hair, which is associated with Nobility, similar to a king. Arthur’s early fighting style was similar to Jaune’s clumsy fighting style of swinging around with brute force, though eventually becoming better in combat. They both descend from well-renowned families. What’s also interesting is found in the name of his team, JNPR. It’s spelled using the first letter of their first names, but should the last names (Arc, Valkyrie, Lie, Nikos) be arranged in said order, it would form AVLN, similar to Avalon, the final resting place of King Arthur...”

I thought this was really, really cool. It helps justify my hunch that maybe the Relic of Destruction was buried with its original wielder: the King of Vale, similar to how Excalibur was buried along with King Arthur. I know this is all just speculation right now but coincidence, I think not. If Jaune was inspired by King Arthur then not only could this be his connection to the King of Vale (as an alternative to the main assumption that Jaune is related to the King) but it also spells a bit of what Jaune’s real destiny could be in the long run of RWBY.

The story could be gearing up to make Jaune the next wielder of the Relic of Destruction. It’d be interesting if Jaune’s eventual love interest turns out to be the descendent of the King of Vale.

Although RWBY has spoken of monarchs ruling over the respective kingdoms, we have yet to meet any of them. We haven’t even gotten to meet the infamous councils that are also said to help govern these kingdoms. The only exception was General James Ironwood who also acts as the Headmaster of Atlas Academy.

I’m just going to toss this idea out there for kicks but...what if...

When the gang go in search of the Relic of Destruction, they are surprised to discover that since the Fall of Beacon, the relic was moved to a different location while a decoy was planted in its place as a failsafe in the event of the antagonists coming after it in the long run.

Their search then takes them back to Vale; not the main part of it that houses Beacon Academy but another area of the continent of Sanus that we have yet to explore. I can see the hero team easily returning back to Vale from Vacuo because, is it just me or did anyone else notice that Vacuo and Vale are practically part of the same continental area except the only thing separating them is a patch of desert?

Forgive me if I am super late in making this realization. I’ve looked at the map of Remnant several times for my musings but I only just now realized that Vale and Vacuo were neighbouring kingdoms sharing the continent of Sanus. Somehow I always pegged that the kingdoms were all divided geographically.

Anyways, moving along with my hunch. It is upon the group’s return to Vale, where, not only will they reunite with friends and character we haven’t seen since the Beacon Arc (like Glynda, Team CFVY, the rest of Team SSSN, etc) but they will additionally get the opportunity to meet with the Council of Vale who by extension will introduce them to the Royal Family of Vale; the descendants of the original King of Vale including his great-great-granddaughter who Jaune takes an immediate fancy to.

If things don’t work out romantically for Jaune with Weiss (although I’m still a sucker rooting for my White Knight ship; even if it’s just a close friendship), then perhaps another heiress character, this time to the throne of Vale who Jaune can share a connection with because both of their ancestors fought in the Great War.

If Jaune Arc gains the Relic of Destruction, then marries the successor of its original wielder who is next in line to the throne of Vale then...by extension, Jaune could become the next future King of Vale.

Again, this is just me spit-balling here. I know as a character Jaune gets a lot of shit sometimes from the FNDM. For me, from the beginning, I’ve never had any issue with Jaune. As a matter of fact, I like Jaune as a character. He isn’t my favourite. That golden crown goes to Oscar Pine, of course.

However Jaune is a character that I saw had a lot of potential for some great character growth. While the story of RWBY mainly centres around the four main girls: Ruby Rose, Weiss Schnee, Blake Belladonna and Yang Xiao Long; nevertheless, I do believe the story may be also gearing up to have Jaune play a major role later down in the series. I didn’t know what that role was but, now I think I kinda have a vague idea of what that might be.

It will have something to do with the Great War, particularly the predetermined second Great War that has been foreshadowed since Volume 3’s conclusion.

As a matter of fact, the possibility of another war happening in Remnant has been alluded to since Volume 2.

Great War II

Oscar Pine refreshed our memories with that possibility too last season when he mentioned to Ruby that, ‘the world was about to go to war all over again.’

Since the story has been heavily focusing on the attacks on the main four schools, we forgot about the mess that is to come in the form of another possible Great War between the Four Kingdoms.

With all the commotion that has been stirring in the story over the Maidens and the Relics, we forgot that there might be a war on the horizon. Or at least I forgot about it. Don’t know about any other fan or RWBY theorist.

But there is going to be another war in Remnant and I’m not just referring to the one between the forces of good and evil: Salem vs. Ozpin’s fractions. Oh no!

There’s also the war to come between the kingdoms. And I think...the death of Leonardo Lionheart will be the catalyst that will allow the story to reintroduce the whole Great War II aspect into the plot for the series. After all, Leonardo was a member of the Mistral Council.

A man who had a say in the running of the kingdom as the Headmaster of its main huntsman academy. With the death of one of their members now at their feet, I doubt the Mistral Council will remain anonymous and silent anymore so there is a high chance that fans can meet this elusive group for V6 at long last.

A Council of Snakes

I’m not sure how exactly this will play into Great War II. I just have a feeling it will which will also spell an additional problem for our heroes. Up until this point in the story, we’ve only heard of these alleged Councils that help to govern the respective Kingdoms of Remnant in passing. We have yet to meet any of them in the flesh yet.

Perhaps we will for V6 with the conclusion to the Mistral Arc following the aftermath of the Battle of Haven. I know our heroes are all celebrating the success of one-upping the antagonists and acquiring their first Relic, but what’s going to happen once the smoke is cleared and the revelation of the death of Leonardo Lionheart, Faunus and Headmaster of Haven Academy makes headlines around Anima.

Someone is going to be held accountable for Leonardo’s untimely demise once his corpse is found dead in his office in Haven. Someone is going to be held accountable for the attack on Haven Academy. And something tells me that...I don’t think that Lionheart was the only traitor in the mix. A part of me can’t help shake the feeling that somehow, some way, the victory of our heroes safeguarding Haven from the White Fang will be short-lived because someone from their fractions is going to be unlawfully slapped as the perpetrator behind Leo’s murder (and why do I feel like it’s going to be Qrow somehow).

We may have learnt that Leo was the Judas amongst Ozpin’s inner circle. However, what if...the entire Mistral Council is on Salem’s side too? Think about it. A great number of local huntsmen suddenly go missing from the kingdom after leaving for missions designated by the Mistral Council and no one on said council thought this to be suspicious?

Sure you can pin this all on Leonardo cleverly covering his tracks with the aid of Salem’s more craftier associates (like Arthur Watts for example), but still, how come no other council member brought this to the attention of their fellow peers?

Qrow Branwen made this deduction within a few short minutes of making this discovery yet the Mistral Council has been sitting on this news for, what, months? Documented huntsmen on assigned missions within and outside of the Kingdom citadel never return and nothing was done about it? Nor was any word made of it to the local public.

I’m going to call it now. I think Lionheart wasn’t the only member of the Mistral Council working with Salem. I would even go so far as to say that I think the entire Mistral Council has aligned with Salem and now that Lionheart has been disposed of, the Wicked Witch will be leaning on her remaining puppets to finish the job the Faunus Headmaster failed to finish.

Not sure if this will be the case but...it is a good way to finally introduce a Kingdom Council. We’ve been hearing about these guys for volumes now. It’s about time we meet them. Plus it’s a good way to set up that part of the Atlas Arc since Ironwood has been noted to have two seats on the Atlas Council.

We can’t meet the Atlas Council without being introduced to the Mistral Council first.

As a matter of fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if Qrow tries to elicit the support of the Mistral Council in getting the group safely to Atlas. Though it was used mainly as a ploy to lure the hero team into a trap, Leo did mention getting the Council to help our heroes with transport which means it is a possibility in the canon. And since it was brought up, we could be meeting the members of the Mistral Council for V6.

But as I said, I don’t think it’ll be a great introduction because while the heroes can garner assistance from the Council, I wouldn’t be surprised if part of the plot for V6 is about the Mistral Council voting to not help the heroes to Atlas because Qrow was somehow framed for Leonardo’s death. So the gang is forced to lay low. Because I believe Leo was the one who provided the group with housing in Mistral so if he’s gone, the Council would probably have them booted from of the citadel with no other place to take up shelter. Except... for outside of Mistral; like on the Pine Family Farm (so we can finally meet Auntie Pine and get some Oscar back-story). From there, they work with Blake’s parents and the Brotherhood of Faunus to clear bird dad’s name as he is trialled by the Mistral Council for crimes against the Kingdom. If Qrow is framed for Leo’s death with even the Attack on Haven Academy being pinned on him, I can definitely see the Belladonna’s proving helpful in that case by providing intel that it was Adam Taurus and the White Fang who staged the attack. Do you know what would be an interesting twist?

If the entire time the gang has been staying in Mistral, preparing for the upcoming Battle of Haven, Leonardo has been feeding the Mistral Council lies about our heroes, particularly Qrow Branwen.

For Leonardo to commit such heinous crimes under the Council’s nose must mean that he had an almost iron grip on the affairs of the Mistral Council.

I’m not sure how much authority the Huntsman Academy Headmasters hold in regards to the other governing seats in a council but it must be a pretty powerful position if Leo was able to get away with so much while his fellow council members remained oblivious to all it. Oblivious unless they were in on it from the get-go.

The Witchdoctor

And...do you know what would be an even greater twist?

If Dr. Arthur Watts makes his debut as a double agent to infiltrate our hero ranks in the same manner as Cinder, Mercury and Emerald back in V2.

With the exception of Hazel and Tyrian, the group has yet to meet Watts and know of his allegiance to Salem. I know Watts has been described as an Atlesian doctor and engineer. But perhaps Watts is a man of many talents. Apparently he’s Salem’s ambassador since he was sent to rendezvous with Leonardo as well as accompany Cinder to talk with Raven.

So...what if...Watts also has like a law certification under his belt and shows up to represent Qrow in his Trial with the Mistral Council? Then when it’s all done and won, Watts offers to ‘speak further with the Council on Qrow’s behalf’ and organize for them to drop the group off at Atlas with him accompanying them to be their escort?

I know this is all just mostly theory but...imagine how cool this would be if it became canon. I like this idea because if made canon, if could give fans a chance to get to know Watts. Between V4 and V5, his character hasn’t been relevant however the intrigue his disposition brings feeds my curiosity. We all know he’s going to be main WTCH member to forefront the Atlas Arc. So introducing him as an allied double agent for V6 would be a clever way to get to know him and the kind of cunning mastermind he is prior to the arc. Sure, the whole villain playing good guys to fool the heroes has been done before in the previous arcs. However unlike Cinder and her group who were almost glaringly evil, Watts appears rather charismatic.

Among Salem’s ranks, Watts is the least intimidating and the least likely to pose any threat, or so he appears. Watts’ strength seems to stem from his intelligence and the use of his cunning intellect to gain what he wants. This is why I want to see him play the double agent role.

Because as I said, unlike Cinder and her croons who were so obviously nefarious (hence why RWBY Chibi uses it as a gag), Watts appears harmless.

All the more reason why it’d be more entertaining to watch him charm the pants off of everyone before the eventual reveal of his dastardly side.

But that’s just my opinion.

So in conclusion....

If there is indeed going to be a second Great War of Remnant, I can see Jaune being one of the major players in deciding this outcome of this new war. Right now, the focus of the main RWBY storyline is directed towards discovering the Relics and their respective Maidens and obtaining them before Salem and her forces get their hands on them. I believe this will be main theme going forward with the storyline.

However once the Relics have been gathered, that’s when the main Great War II storyline will start to take the forefront. Or perhaps more obvious nods to the Great War II arc will be sprinkled throughout the upcoming seasons but will more or less come to full fruition when the group return to Vale. At the end of it all, Vale will be the final battleground.

It was the incident at the Vytal Festival held in Vale that first stirred the populace and ignited the first flares of an impending war. So it would make sense if it all comes to fruition using Vale as the main setting of the conflict. Whether it’s a war against Salem and her Forces of Evil vs. our heroes and their allied forces and/or...a war between Kingdoms.

Either way, it will all culminate in warfare and an epic final battle between the fractions of peace and discord that will decide the future of Remnant for another generation; fate resting on the lingering question of whether or not history will repeat itself or will a new era of chaos and ruin be brought forth in the new world.

Then again, this is all just me jibber jabbering a bunch of assumptions here as always. Only the CRWBY writers know what the final endgame will be.

However one thing’s for certain, Jaune Arc definitely has a part to play in it all. He’s not the same socially awkward love struck goofball comic relief he was originally introduced as. In the span of five seasons, he’s grown to be a very promising warrior and leader with more growth in his path.

Whether he becomes the wielder of ancient power that helped decide Remnant’s fate years ago; following the footsteps of its predecessor to ultimately become a king for the new world is, as I’ll repeat once more, mere fan speculation. Like the very monumental heroes who inspired his character and design, I think Jaune Arc will become a historical figure in Remnant’s history. But we’ll only know if that is true in time. For now, I’ll just stick to my theories.

♦ More RWBY Musings by Squiggles

~LittleMissSquiggles (2018)

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Noona - Jungkook (High School AU)

Group: BTS Member/Pairing: Jungkook x Reader Genre: Fluff Word count: 2231 Summary: In which a certain junior has been leaving you the corniest pick up lines on a pink note.

Your POV

The hallways of our school was the same as per usual. It was noisy, sweaty, and crowded. I’m really thankful I only have to endure this for only a year. After a few ‘unintentional’ pushes and ‘excuse me’s here and there, I finally reached my locker. Thankfully, by the time I arrived in front of it, the hallway became more bearable since some students have now proceeded to the cafeteria. I opened my locker and saw the familiar pink note that would be occasionally there whenever lunch break comes.

Are you from Korea? Because I think I just found my seoulmate ;) It was cheesy right? I hope it brought a smile to your face noona! Don’t forget to smile always!! ^^

-K

I chuckled as I read the note. I carefully folded it and put it in the back pocket of my bag. During the past few weeks, I’ve been receiving notes from this person named K. I guessed that he was in his junior year since who the hell would be calling me noona other than the juniors? Well unless there were some weird students here in our school who has a mommy kink.

His notes were sweet. It never failed to brighten up my day. It was one of the things I always look forward to during lunch break. He would always write me sweet and cheesy pick up lines which I admit are pretty cringe worthy but somehow I thought that it was cute.

I remembered the first time he left a note in my locker and coincidentally I was with Hoseok that time.

“Oh? What’s this?” I said as I picked up a note from my locker.

“Noona, do you like Harry Potter? Because I think I adumbledore you… This is my first time leaving you a note.. I hope I made you smile today because you really look pretty when you smile… Have fun with your classes..” I read out loud.

My face suddenly felt warm. Hoseok immediately snatched the note from my hands and read it to himself. His eyes widened and suddenly he bursted out laughing.

“Yah! Who sent you this note? I swear he is so funny! You? Pretty? This boi better get his eyes checked!” He said still laughing his ass off.

“You bitch! I am pretty. You just can’t see it! I’m so pretty it hurts.” I told him while dramatically flipping my hair at him.

“So does this mean you have an admirer?! Oh my god this is such a miracle!! I’m going to show this to the guys!” Before I was even able to stop him, he ran away from me and into the cafeteria.

‘If Hoseok laughed at me, what would be the reaction of the other guys?’ I thought to myself.

“YAH! JUNG HOSEOK COME BACK HERE!” I ran after him. But of course I was too late. By the time I arrived at the cafeteria, Hoseok had already told the guys and they were already laughing their asses off. I slowly approached them giving them the deadliest death glare I could ever muster.

“Ohhhhh why didn’t you tell us you had an admirer? I bet he’s a junior because he just called you noona.” Namjoon said while wiggling his eyebrows.

“Okay so first of all, don’t wiggle your eyebrows like that. You look disgusting. Second of all, that’s the first one I received and as far as I know that’s probably just a prank so give that to me.” I told them with my hand on my waist.

“Aigooo! _____ you are very no fun! Well there’s actually a possibility that it’s just a prank because first of all you really are not pretty. But as much as I love pranking you that ain’t me.” Hoseok said.

One of the reasons why my confidence is non-existent, is because of my asshole friends. They would constantly tell me about my ugliness which is completely unnecessary because I, myself, already know about that. They probably mean no harm but sometimes their teasing can hurt quite a bit. But I don’t mind them that much, besides I call them ugly all the time.

Seokjin suddenly smacked Hoseok in the head.

“Yah! How can you say that. Of course our dear ______ is pretty. But not as pretty as me.” Seokjin suddenly did a hand kiss he usually does when he’s being cocky about his looks.

“I think that note is genuine. I’m pretty sure it isn’t a prank.” Yoongi suddenly butted in. All of the attention suddenly on him.

“How can you say so?” Namjoon asked him.

“Well for starters I’m sure no one would dare to mess with ______ because we’re always with her.” He said.

“And your point is?” Seokjin asked.

“Look there are only three types of people in this school, people who thinks we’re weird, people who are afraid of us, and Seokjin’s fans.” We all nodded in agreement.

“I swear if I dont get myself a boyfriend at the end of the year I’m gonna blame you four.” I sighed as I laid my head on the table.

“Why would you blame us? Blame yourself baby girl.” Namjoon suddenly said.

“Ew!! Don’t call me baby girl. Jesus Christ I think I might puke.” I said slapping his arm.

That day they never stopped teasing me about my 'admirer’. I love the boys so much but sometimes I just want to choke them to death.

“Ohhhh, still receiving notes from the mysterious K, are we _____?” Seokjin said, popping out of nowhere.

“Asshole. Don’t scare me like that. And yes I am still receiving notes from K? How about you Seokjin, still receiving confession letters from your fans?” I innocently smiled at him. Seokjin just rolled his eyes at me. As much as he liked the attention it still made Jin sad that he was hurting other people’s feelings by rejecting them.

“You’re just jealous I have a ton fans unlike you, you only have one.” He scoffed

“Boi, you better watch your mouth.”

Hey noona, are you a princess? Because you’re cinderhella fine ;) When should I reveal myself to you? Hmmm~ How about tomorrow? Meet me at the front porch.

My eyes suddenly widened. I’ll finally know who he is. Why do I feel nervous?

“YAH! KIM NAMJOON!” I shouted at his ear.

“WHAT DO YOU WANT AND WHY DO YOU HAVE TO SHOUT AT ME!?” He shouted back at me with the same tone as mine.

The people in the cafeteria glared at us. I mean I understand them, we probably looked like people who just escaped a mental asylum.

“K said he’ll reveal himself tomorrow.” I squealed. I couldn’t help but to punch his arm multiple times. Believe it or not, a salty and bitter person like me was excited about a person who’s been leaving me the sweetest notes.

“_____, why the hell are you punching me. You’re a girl, aren’t you supposed to be slapping my arm.” Namjoon said.

“Well hoe I’m sorry I didn’t know my pussy has its terms and conditions. I can’t believe your IQ is like 148. I swear you lack in common sense.” I rolled my eyes at him, completely done with his bullshit. The other three guys just laughed at our rather childish bickering.

“So _____, who do you think it is?” Yoongi asked, smirking at me.

“To be honest, I have no idea who it is. I mean I never thought someone would actually take a liking in me. You know me, I’m highkey trash.” I honestly told them. I’m still skeptical about all this admirer thing. As far as I know it could be just a prank. But if it was a prank somebody 'bout to catch these hands. They should know better than to mess with me.

“My bet is on little Jimin.” Jin said.

“You mean the one Yoongi has a crush on? Nahh, I doubt he’s straight.” Namjoon said. Yoongi tried hiding his now rosy cheeks by looking away but too bad I saw it.

“Heol!! Yoongi is blushing! What a miracle! Our dear min yoongi genius jjang jjang man bong bong is blushing!” I laughed in amusement while poking his sides teasingly.

“What’s taking you so long? Just ask the boy out. I’ve seen him steal glances at you during lunch break.” Hoseok said. Yoongi suddenly perked up.

“You really think so?” Yoongi asked. We all nodded at him in agreement. It was indeed true. I’ve seen Jimin steal glances at yoongi before but I never mentioned it to him. I really wanted to live longer and not die at an instant.

The day went by so quick and sooner or later it was already the next day. I was currently standing where K told me where he’ll meet me. I wonder who he is. Is he cute? Sexy? Handome? Smart? Ahhh my thoughts are killing me!

“When will he arrive? I mean we’ve been standing here for almost five minutes now.” Just as I was daydreaming about who K is, my asshole friends decided to interupt it. I huffed in annoyance and rolled my eyes.

It was supposed to be sweet and cute but these assholes decided that they’d come with me and meet K too. Stupid. I know. No matter how much I told them not to come with me they just wouldn’t listen.

“Can you three just leave me alone? K will come in any minute now and it’s supposed to be just the two of us.” I told them.

“No we won’t leave you alone. What if it’s a prank? Who would punch their asses? You can. But we’re sure you’ll need some backup.” Namjoon said showing off his non-existent biceps.

“Okay. Okay. Just don’t try to look very intimidating.” I said.

After a few minutes, I suddenly saw a figure approaching us. I squinted my eyes trying to see who the person is. The figure seemed to be holding something. Could this person be K?

Wait. Chill. I’m not ready. Then suddenly I heard the boys gasp. I looked back at them and saw that they were all wearing the same shocked expression.

“What? Who is it? I can’t see! I didn’t bring my glasses today.” I desperately asked them. Curse my poor eyesight.

“Is that who I think it is?” Jin asked, eyes wide.

“Oh. My. God.” Hoseok said.

I looked back at the figure but the bitch decided not to move any closer to me.

Then suddenly the blurry figure was getting clearer.

Shit.

It was no other than Jeon Jungkook.

The boy looked at me with his signature bunny smile, a bouquet of flowers on his other hand. I didn’t understand anything. It was him. The boy who I always ranted on and on about to the guys. The boy who had the cutest bunny smile. The boy who was good at everything. The boy who made my heart beat so fast. And the boy who was the definition of perfection. They knew I liked Jungkook because once I started talking about him It would be a long time before I stopped. But not even once did I think K was Jungkook.

My questions were answered. He was all of the above. He was cute, sexy, smart, and handsome all at the same time. He was a blessing.

“Hi noona. I’m Jeon Jungkook, also known as K, your secret admirer.” He sheepishly smiled at me and handed me the flowers, rubbing the nape of his neck out of nervousness.

Out of nowhere I suddenly heard the boys behind me squeal in excitement. Why did it seem like they were more excited than me though?

“Yah idiot! What are you doing? Accept his flowers!” Hoseok suddenly shouted at me. Jungkook blushed at Hoseok’s outburst. I took the bouquet out of his hands.

“Uh.. Thank you for this.” I smiled at him. But I looked away as quickly as possible. I mean who can handle looking at him while he’s bitting his lip? If I stared longer, I’d probably be in a coma for ten years or even dead.

“Noona, I’ve liked you for a long time now. I like your smile, your intelligence, your wittiness, your savageness, your whole personality. I like you. And I hope my notes made you happy. Would you go out on a date with me?” Jungkook asked.

Of course I knew he was gonna ask that question as soon as I saw him in front of me. It just seemed surreal. Why would someone like him be putting up with someone like me? I wasn’t anyone special. I’m just a student that liked to sleep and eat a lot with four assholes so called friends. I didn’t notice I was only staring at him until Namjoon suddenly shouted at me.

“You idiot! I thought you liked him?! SAY YES!!” I looked at him and gave him a glare.

I turned back to Jungkook and smiled shyly at him, seeing his cheeks turn into a pink tint. I stood on my toes and did something I never thought I would do.

I kissed his cheek.

“Of course I would go out with you.” Jungkook’s eyes suddenly widened not daring to look at me in the eyes. If it was me who couldn’t look at him earlier, it was now him who couldn’t. Then suddenly I thought of something.

“Hey jungkook,” I said a playful smile on my face. His warm eyes were suddenly on me.

“Since you call me noona and all, I think it’s pretty fair if I call you baby boy right?” Jungkook stiffened in surprise slowly nodding his head, cheeks redder than ever.

And with that the four idiots behind me screamed and squealed in happiness.

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