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shuchu · 10 months
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stressed w enrollment but hrngngngn……….. surprising luxiem w a bunny suit…………… ive been thinking abt buying one to show off to my bf but OUGHRHGJRNGNH…………… shu teasingly calling u “usagi-chan” once he gets over his initial shock 🤤
i'm sorry to hear that you've been stressed, i hope enrolment went well anon!! & sorry for the suuuper late response to your thirst ;w;
gosh, how fitting is this now that it's the new year and it's the year of the rabbit
imagine getting a bunny suit to surprise the luxiem boys on new years' eve (〃 ω 〃) thank you for the idea ♡
i'm really fucking rusty so please bare with me ;w;
the thought of shu calling me usagi-chan got me screaming without the s
nsfw/suggestive, minors dni
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ᐢ..ᐢ❀ VOX AKUMA
his eyes widen and his gaze rakes up and down you admiring how snug that bunny suit fits on you, showcasing all your curves
he gulps visibly, knowing that it's not gonna be long before his erection becomes painfully obvious
you giggle at his reaction and ask shyly, "you like it babe?"
"like it? good god, i love it." he says with a groan while walking towards you
"how can someone look so hot yet be so fucking cute? i don't know how you do it every time my love."
he gives you a peck on the lips before saying, "do a little spin for me."
you do as you're told and when you turn back around you see him scanning your body slowly from your head, down to your feet and back up
he strides towards you and leans down to capture your lips in a heated kiss
he then picks you up bridal style and starts walking to the bedroom, his erection straining painfully against its confinements
you know damn well that he's going to fuck you dumb in that bunny suit
ᐢ..ᐢ❀ MYSTA RIAS
you walk into his stream room to surprise him with the bunny suit
"babe, i just got this new outfit, how do i look?"
he turns to look at you and he does a double take, his eyes expanding to the size of saucers and his jaw drops
"holy shit y/n...y-you look amazing!" he says while shifting a little in his seat
you giggle, knowing that your boyfriend is getting a little excited
you walk a little closer to him to give him a peck on the lips
his hand moves to your sides, slowly moving them up and down, while he takes in the sight before him
a few minutes pass and he stands up abruptly and says, "we need to go to the bedroom, now."
"w-wait...why?"
"i can't take it anymore, i need you. work can wait."
ᐢ..ᐢ❀ LUCA KANESHIRO
"lucaaaa~" you call out to him in a sing song voice while walking into the living room where luca was chilling, watching some youtube videos
"hmm? what is it honey?" he asks before turning to look at you and his jaw drops. he's stunned and a slight pink tints his cheeks as he scans your figure
"do you like it?"
"do i like it? y-yeah i do...i really do..." he says before licking his lips slightly
his eyes are focused on the way the suit hugs your hips, accentuating it
you giggle when you realise where he's looking at and you say teasingly, "babe, my eyes are up here."
his eyes slowly move up to meet yours and you see the want and need in his eyes
he beckons you to sit on his lap and you do, he then kisses you, his arms holding you close to him
after a few minutes you had to lean back to catch your breath and luca whines a little chasing your lips
he slots his lips against yours again and mumbles, "you look so pretty, so so pretty."
"i can't help it...i want you y/n." he says in between kisses
he swiftly moves to lay you down on the couch, detaching himself from your lips to your neck
you know where this goes after that (¬‿¬ )
ᐢ..ᐢ❀ IKE EVELAND
"ikey can you come in here and help me pull the zipper up? i can't reach."
"sure! are you trying on a new ou-" he stops in his tracks and his eyes widen
you chuckle slightly and he shakes his head a little to come back to his senses before walking to you to help pull the zipper up
both your gazes meet in the reflection of the mirror and he gushes, "you look stunning my love. but what is this for?"
"well it's going to be the year of the rabbit so i just thought that maybe getting a bunny outfit would be cute."
ike hums and his eyes scan your body before wrapping his arms around you, giving you a kiss on the cheek
"my little bunny."
the mental image of you in that bunny suit will be stuck in ike's mind for a while and he blushes a little everytime he thinks about it
ᐢ..ᐢ❀ SHU YAMINO
"shu~ i need your opinion on the outfit that i'm wearing."
"sure, let me see it." he says, turning to face the door
when you walk in with the bunny suit on, his eyes widen and his cheeks turn a little red
"w-whoa..."
you do a little spin for him and you ask, "so? what do you think of it?"
shu visibly gulps and stutters, "um...i- i think you look great!"
"really?" you giggle a little, "i thought it'll be nice to get since it's going to be the year of the rabbit y'know?"
shu smiles, "i like it babe."
"my little usagi-chan." he says with a slight smirk, teasing you
now your cheeks start heating up and you can't maintain eye contact with him
shu chuckles and stands up from his chair to embrace you, "you're adorable."
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yuzurins · 10 months
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Hi!! We've never really interacted before but I just wanna say ur rin angst was so good the comparison with Sae omg WHAT THAT BROKE ME but I loved it sm cuz I love being hurt nwbdbdbd
HANAAA HI!! THANK YOU SO SO MUCH I LOVE HEARING THOUGHTS ABT MY WORKS HAHA ^o^ i’ve had that one line in my head for so long i practically wrote that fic just for it LOL
we should interact more tho!!! i’ll start rn how was ur day :D
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bakubunny · 4 months
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f!reader | thinkin abt this hc, but katsuki is roommates with denki. katsuki is pretty sure he’s heard denki’s girl cum more and harder than any girl he’s ever been with in his life. he’d never want to say it, but he’s questioning his sexual abilities with every passing orgasm, and he audibly witnesses a lot of them. sure, you always cum when he’s intimate with you - at least twice every time, he makes sure of it. but he’s never turned you into a complete mess like denki’s girl is every time they fuck or whatever it is they do.
so one day, katsuki finally bucks up the courage to say something to his best friend and admits he might want to do better with you in bed. denki is a little surprised and embarrassed; he never expected katsuki to be the one asking him for sex advice. he’d just taken the time to figure out what works for him and assumed that if anything, the roles might be reversed.
they talk, denki shares a little bit of what he does and eventually asks katsuki, “dude, when was the last time you slowed down and took your time?”
denki realizes the answer is probably never when katsuki spits back a defensive, “whadda ya mean?”
so he explains in more detail. katsuki takes mental notes.
・˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆・˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆・˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆
the next time katsuki’s got you in his bed, something is different. he’s a little too soft and a little too slow for your preference as he goes in for a kiss, so you pull him deeper. but he’s still got a measured pace, the way his hands are firm and trace your body like he means it. with him, sex is overwhelming and all consuming. it’s hard and fast and raw. but not today.
there’s a hint of impatience in his movements, but he stops himself; he spends extra time caressing your face, in the crook of your neck, mapping out every little spot that makes your breath catch just a hair or your fingers curl a little tighter and committing it better to memory. then his tongue is in your mouth, and he’s groping you over your clothes. a small whimper leaves your lips as you try to shift and get your legs around his waist, but he doesn’t let you.
realization hits when katsuki stops to look you in the eye. your cheeks are flushed hard, and it’s almost difficult to look back with how much heat is radiating between your legs. usually by now he’s got you half naked and grinding, or his hand is deep in your cunt. a twinkle lights his eyes, a boyish grin on his face. you pull him into you, pushing your face into his neck with a shyness you hadn’t felt with him in a long time.
“what?”
you shake your head and kiss his neck, taking in the warmth of his skin and the way he sighs into your touch.
“need somethin?” he teases. his hand runs down your torso to grip your hip. the same hand slides under the fabric of your shirt to caress your side.
“no,” you reply quietly. “you’re usually a bit more… fast paced. that’s all.”
his lips are grazing your neck, his tone low and playful. “yeah. i’m tryin somethin new. got a problem with it?”
he’s kissing you neck again before you can respond, sucking and licking faint marks into a tender spot on your skin.
your breath catches. “n-no, not at all.”
“good.” katsuki puts his muscular thigh between your own and presses it to the damp heat of your cotton shorts.
a small whimper escapes your throat.
“now be a good girl n' grind on me, princess.”
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eclairsnme · 9 months
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♡ POV: Being The Itoshi Brother’s Elder Sister ♡
Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3
The troubles of an Idol.
tags: idol!you, crack comedy, reunion, familial love, sfw, somewhat of a brat (⁎⁍̴̛ᴗ⁍̴̛⁎)
notes: she's back with more demands and silliness!! ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ
*・゜゚・*:.。..。.:*・'(*゚▽゚*)'・*:.。. .。.:*・゜゚・*
“Could you make that,” pointing to your chest subtly, “a little bigger?”
Sitting beside the photo editor, you closely observe her working magic on your recent photoshoot with a swimwear brand.
You thought the photos looked great until you caught on to an important missing element.
Boobs.
Big boobs to be specific.
You had boobs but they were not like Hana Haruna’s (*a Japanese pornstar*).
What is the point of posing for a swimwear brand when you lack the assets?
“Maybe if you could just accentuate it a little more,” you gestured your hands to reiterate your idea of a big boob.
“Miss, if I make it any bigger here it’ll look as if you have watermelon jugs as big as your head.”
Your photo editor had a point; your edited chest resembled overblown balloons.
But still! (╯•﹏•╰)
“Isn’t that what the people like? Do you know what they always say? ‘Big boobs don’t lie’.”
“I think you got the wrong idea here, miss.”
“We cannot let the people out there catch me lacking!”
This was your first ever swimwear photoshoot in your entire career. Usually, you will pose for makeup brands and luxury clothing brands.
Swimwear was an uncharted territory. Of course, you were a little overzealous.
Me! The idol who is perfect in every way! Perfect face, perfect figure, and perfect life — an idol who everyone knows and loves.
“Hold on a second, let me refer to my advisor for their advice.”
Imitating a handheld phone with your hands and fingers, you held it towards your ear and spoke through the mock phone.
“Hello, myself. Do you think big boobs are better or small boobs?”
You halted for a second before replying to your own quandary, “Most definitely big boobs.”
With that, you ended the “call”.
“There you have it, miss photo editor. You just have to make it big enough to look natural.”
“If you say so...”
“I am the perfect idol. I cannot lack!”
Maintaining the image of an idol sure is a tough job.
“Did she gain some weight?”
“She looked like she had some plastic surgery done to her nose.”
“Oh, I heard she’s dating that one foreign guy!”
“Didn’t you hear how she seduced her way into…”
“She looks like she aged like rotten cheese since her teenage years.”
“Don’t you think she’s the least talented of her siblings?”
Those were just some of the many comments you could ascertain from your dear haters coming from the live audience seat.
You know you are the epitome of perfection. No matter what they say, it would not make you hot under the collar.
Jealously sure is a terrible disease. ┐(´~`)┌
Currently, you are on a TV show with your male costar, whom you could not really remember his name for he is just a mere NPC.
Today’s show required you to promote a romance drama you acted in last year that has finally been broadcasted this year.
You played the role of the female lead, who fell in love with the male lead at first sight.
It turns out, the group of people who were talking behind your back was this NPC costar’s groupies.
Tsk. Bunch of buzzing bees.
They were on a nonstop mission to pour vitriolic attacks on you.
Despite all the hate, you thought it was quite flattering that they were giving you such undivided attention albeit having their “idol” — NPC costar — right beside you.
Yet again, you have proved to yourself that you are indeed the star of the show! Haters are part of the package of being so irresistible!
(Ŏ艸Ŏ)
You giggled at that.
“This is the hottest romance drama of this season that is sure to get you excited!” The host bellowed, prompting a wave of applause from the audience.
You smiled at the reception.
The interview was filled with scripted questions which you accordingly answered to.
Too easy.
You just had to smile sweetly at everyone to have them fall in love with you. Even the bunch of groupies could not help but to fall for your charm.
Everything was going swimmingly until the host pulled out his wild card — an unscripted question directed at you.
“As a famous idol, do you have any real-life romantic experiences that are swoon-worthy to share with the audience?” The host said in an overly enthusiastic tone.
The audience gasps.
All the cameras were then angled at you anticipating your response.
You smiled sweetly at the host.
Does this guy hate me or something? He must be my number one hater!
Your privacy has always been prioritised as an idol.
Not much was known about your private life until the recent news of your relationship with the Itoshi siblings broke out.
Disregarding that, the matter of your romantic relationship was a topic deemed taboo even to your fans.
The genesis of the taboo nature of your private romantic life started from an honest discussion among the netizens.
They were speculating who you were romantically involved with but it was all for naught as they could not find even a speck of man involved with you.
Even when feverish stalkers took matters into their own hands, they still could not find dirt on you.
Male costars? You treated them like dirt off-camera.
Other male celebrities? You did not even bother looking in their direction or bear to breathe the same air as them for you are better than them.
It soon became apparent to them that perhaps you had a secret affair or were involved in something incredibly scandalous — maybe you were interested in unique deviances?
Their theories then became out of control and so out of pocket that everyone began making up weird conclusions of their own online, which caused a huge uproar.
In the end, everyone decided to be more hush about that topic.
In reality, the truth as to why no one was able to dig up any evidence of you in a relationship was simply because you have always been single as a pringle.
How could a young eligible, gorgeous and talented bachelorette be so single? ( ▀ 益 ▀ )
That is because your brain only contains idol-related information. Everything else? Nil.
Is this man mocking me?
“Surely someone as pretty as you would have countless opportunities for love isn’t it?” The host continued with his onslaught of probing.
Should I strangle him? Or should I just slap him? No no no. Evil monologue shut up.
You look over to your manager and gave him the death glare.
In response to that, he expeditiously told the producers to temporarily halt the program.
With hands akimbo, your tall and slim frame overwhelmed the short and stubby manager.
You frowned at him and harshly whispered to his ears, “Get me a boyfriend ASAP!”
“Eh?!”
The program ended and you finally let out a long sigh in the car.
“So did you find me a boyfriend yet?”
“I-I don’t think that is how relationships work! I cannot just magically bring you a boyfriend.”
“But I want a boyfriend! So find me one!” You exclaimed helplessly.
Your manager sighed at your zero concepts of relationships and love.
“Have you loved someone before?”
“Myself.”
“Other than yourself?”
“Is this a trick question or something?”
Mr Manager glances at the rearview mirror with a defeated expression.
“Have you experienced love before?”
“What’s that?” You asked, fingers on your chin unsure what the heck that meant. ಠ╭╮ಠ
“The butterflies in your stomach when you meet someone you love!” He exasperated.
“Oh, that! Whenever I catch glimpses of myself in the mirror, I get this inexplicable feeling of that thing you described!”
This was a lost cause. Although you acted in numerous romance dramas, you still did not grasp the meaning of love. What a hypocrisy it is.
“To have a boyfriend, you must first love that person!”
“What? That sounds like a hassle. I just want a boyfriend.”
Mr manager scrunched his nose in disbelief.
“And why do you exactly want a ‘boyfriend’? This can’t be another of your impulsive thoughts is it?”
Mr manager had a déjà vu of a time when you ordered him to get you a pet tiger.
“No, it is not! What with all these questions, Mr interrogator?”
“…”
“Shut up and just get me a boyfriend.”
“So I have the right to set you up on a date?”
“Whatever it is, I want a boyfriend. I am being very extremely superbly serious!” You said with finality.
Mr Manager could only sigh in defeat yet again for the umpteenth time.
“But you are a public figure–”
You snapped at Mr Manager, “Shut up!”
He continued driving the car, looking at you through the rear-view mirror.
Any man would die to date you; you were a beguiling and dazzling lady. However, your attitude was something he was not sure any man would be able to handle.
In his entire career of being your manager, not once has he had a good day. Every day was filled with problems caused by you that he had to solve.
His brow scrunched together in grim defeat.
Boyfriend huh? Good luck to that unlucky guy.
You, on the other hand, seating cross-legged in the backseat, were marinating in annoyance.
After experiencing the mockery of the host deprecating your love life, you could not let that slide.
You had to ratio him.
Was it immature? Debatable.
Your only participation in this so-called romantic relationship concept was acting in dramas and movies.
And your exposure to the male species was…
Ehem.
Despite being an idol, your otherwise desolate personal life painted you as a lone wolf.
In your life, it was all work and dedication to being the best.
You were on fire! On fire to get a boyfriend! You will show them that you are capable of anything, and not lacking in any department!
The constant buzz of your phone eventually broke you out of your daze.
When you saw the screen, you immediately picked up the call.
“Rin!”
“I’m one step closer to demolishing brother.”
Eh? !(◎_◎;)
You took the phone away from your ear and stared into the screen making sure you have the right person on the phone.
After confirming it’s the right person, you responded, “What do you mean demolishing your brother?”
“I’ve joined Paris X Gen in Blue Lock to become the best striker and to destroy brother.”
“Mmm… you are destroying my heart, Rin. Why are you still talking about your brother like this?”
“I will be better and he will finally acknowledge me.”
You murmured incoherent thoughts with a frown.
This pent-up hatred can go no further!
“Sister?”
“Where are you now?”
“In the Blue Lock facility. Why?”
You hung up the phone.
“Drive me to this Blue Lock facility place,” you ordered Mr Manager.
As soon as you arrive at the Blue Lock building, you were met with strict security.
“Let me in you low-life man.”
“Miss, this is not a place you can just walk in.”
“And a measly man like you can?”
You had been at this for a good 10 minutes, going back and forth with the stubby man and his group of security guards.
Getting sick and tired of this nonsense, you slap the man's fake wig off his head. The wig which was so fake you could see your reflection on it, flew away dramatically and plopped onto the hard asphalt ground.
“M-my hair!” He ran straight to the plastic wig.
“What’s with all these ruckus?”
The hairless man exclaimed at the sight of the short-haired woman.
Your attention went towards the petite, short-haired woman. She looked about your age. As she moved closer to you, almost immediately, your attention snapped to her big bust.
Those are what I call knockers! OMG! ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Too busy ogling at her melons, you didn’t realise she was calling out for you.
Snapping yourself out of it, you introduced yourself.
“You are the popular idol!” The busty lady interrupted you, “I am, Anri Teieri, the manager of this facility. This is a strictly out-of-bounds area. What business does an idol like you have here?”
“Miss Anri, you see I have an underaged brother here and I, as his attending guardian, need to see him.”
“I’m sorry, but only authorised personnel can enter the premises.”
“Then authorise me. My little brother is feeling so homesick he was practically begging on his knees to meet me.”
“Every participant here is dedicated to being the best striker, we cannot afford any distractions such as yourself. I’m sure your little brother understands this — it’s all part of the process,” Anri puffed her chest out.
Seeing the physics of her melons do their job, you unconsciously covered your own chest.
That’s unfair! _:(´ཀ`」 ∠):
Anri observed the female opposite her. Hands down, you are the most beautiful woman she had ever laid eyes on. A face sculpted by the gods and paired with those glassy teal eyes that just compelled attraction. Of course, she knew who you are — who doesn’t.
Honestly, Anri was a huge fan of your work. She had collected all your albums and watched all your shows.
You could say that she’s a fan girl.
She also knew that you were the older sister of Rin Itoshi. She had looked through each player's records and with the recent breakout news that you are related to the Itoshi siblings, no doubt you are his sister.
However, she cannot haphazardly let you enter.
What goes on inside Blue Lock is confidential.
“Who is in charge of this building? Call him out now,” you demanded, unwilling to leave until you got what you want.
As if the big man up there had heard your quandary, Anri’s phone rang and it was Ego.
“Let her in,” the deep voice reverberated in her ear.
Ego stared at the monitor, observing Anri and the idol through the surveillance camera.
“But,” Anri tried to protest to no avail as Ego quickly intercepted.
“No harm letting her in.”
With that, the call ended, leaving a befuddled Anri.
“The general manager called and said you are allowed in,” Anri hesitantly said.
“That wasn’t too hard isn’t it?” You smiled, satisfied.
EHE god is always on my side. ✌︎('ω')✌︎
The Blue Lock facility was a massive site. It was bigger than any skyscraper you had ever seen. This could easily be the most impressive building in Japan.
The space was so big that every step you took became a loud echo.
“Hey, big melon woman,” you called out for her.
“P-pardon m-m-me?” Anri is flustered at your bluntness.
“Yes, you.” You replied, disregarding her blushing face, “Where’s Rin?”
“The Blue Lock players are currently undergoing their training as of now, therefore I’ll be bringing you to the surveillance room where Ego is at.”
“And should I know what this Ego thing is?”
“Ego is a man I chose to oversee this Blue Lock project.”
“Oho — so you are the mastermind? That’s pretty impressive.”
That was impressive. You had an inkling an old, wrinkly man was behind Blue Lock but to think it was the big melon woman? That was impressive in your books.
Well, that and coupled with your bias for big boobs. (● ˃̶͈̀ロ˂̶͈́)੭ꠥ⁾⁾
Leading you through the vast hallway, both of you finally arrived at your destination.
Anri knocked on the door a couple of times.
“Come in,” came a reply.
As soon as the door opened, you were welcomed by the bright screens of many monitors.
Looking at the screens, they were all surveilling all of the Blue Lock players in the facility.
“Ego, this is the idol you told me to bring along.”
“Here, what you are witnessing are all the unpolished diamonds striving to become the best striker the world will soon witness,” Ego stood up, overwhelming your frame even though you weren’t short by any means.
Ego was a tall, lanky man and you cannot help but compare him to the game character called “Slenderman”.
“Make no mistake that we are the next revolution of football,” continued Ego.
You took a step towards the monitors and scrutinised trying to locate Rin.
“Note this, every day, every boy here only thinks about eating, sleeping and football,” continued Ego.
Still unable to find Rin, you pulled Anri and ask her to help you look for him. More pair of eyes will get the job done.
“We have never allowed any outsider to our facility and you are the first. Consider this a blessing that I am a fan of your works and have allowed you to witness this holy sanctuary,” continued Ego.
Where is Rin?!
“There he is!” Anri smiled as she pointed at a monitor to your far left.
Rin was on the field practising with other players.
“Bring me to him,” you interrupted Ego’s nonstop rant.
“I will, but I have a better idea,” he suspiciously said.
On the side of the field, Rin took off his football boots.
The nonstop practice and matches had worn out his boots till the original colour was gone.
It was not even a week since he had joined Paris X Gen, and the regiment was even harsher than before.
It was not for nothing though, he could feel his stamina, strength and ability getting better.
Nothing can stop him from achieving greater heights.
Be it the jerk Shidou or Isagi, he will be better.
But he cannot help to still feel that he is lacking somethi-
"RIN!"
The speaker rumbled throughout the entire Blue Lock building.
The big screen flickered and you came to view.
Rin sank back and covered his face; covering the heavy blush that instantly painted his face bright red.
"Sister..." he muttered under his breath, "What are you doing here?"
Embarrassment was currently the biggest understatement as he tried to pretend he did not hear or see anything.
"Hey, isn't that the idol? Am I dreaming right now?" Karasu gasps at your appearance.
"Rin, can you hear me?" You waved your hand trying to get your little brother's attention.
The Ego man told you that you can communicate with Rin through the screen but what a big liar he was!
On the monitor, the figure of Rin showed that he was still minding his own business as if he did not know you are here.
"Your dearly beloved sister is here!" You shouted into the mic again thinking that perhaps it was some faulty audio.
Your voice echoed throughout the building again, everyone in the building had their attention on you.
Uproars could be heard from the players in every room exclaiming at the sight of a popular idol.
You continued calling out for brother. After all, Ego had nicely set up a Zoom call for you, you cannot let this opportunity go to waste.
Why isn't he looking at me? (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞
At the corner of the room, away from the screen, Ego held back his laughter and Anri silently stood unable to help you.
"Hey, Reo-" Nagi poked Reo, "isn't that the videogame character?"
"She's the person the videogame character was modelled after," Reo replied.
“She’s a real person?” Nagi said in disbelief.
Unlike Nagi, who only knew you from his game, Reo has actually went to your live concerts multiple times.
After all, your concerts were sponsored by Mikage Corporation.
“Even in real life, she look like a video game character.”
“Is it because she look so unreal?” Reo replied.
"Meine Leibe, you have come for me," Kaiser stopped his track as soon as he heard your voice.
Pushing Isagi out of his way, he walked towards the screen with both arms out.
“This must be fate.”
☆〜(ゝ。∂)the end (for now) ☆〜(ゝ。∂)
Part 4
<ehe did you feel that second-hand embarrassment? (I hope you did)>
<why does she keep bothering Rin? It’s because she still sees him as the small baby he used to be and can't stop being the protective (overbearing) sister - she doesn’t know that yet cuzzzz she’s dense>
<if you have any suggestions or whomever you think she should be paired with, don't be shy to share your thoughts!>
<Thankiew for reading!!!>
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lomlspidey · 11 months
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༊*·˚ sleepover | reggie peters (jatp)
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★ summary → reggie had a bad day at home and you comfort him with his favourite movie. 
★ warnings → FLUFF for reggie but little sad bc of his situation 🫶 reggie deserve the world & some mentions of toxic household/fighting. 
★ hana’s notes → this is just a repost from my wp account :) i hope yall like this mwah mwah <3
MAIN MASTERLIST
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Take On Me by A-Ha was playing on the radio as you bopped your head back and forth, mumbling the lyrics under your breath. A magazine in your hand, and a pen in the other. You were drawing moustaches at the people that were featured on the papers.
The calm atmosphere was disturbed by a sudden knock on your door. "Who is it?" you answered not moving from your spot on your bed. 
The door creaked open but you were still concentrating on the magazine you didn't turn to look at the door. 
Suddenly, the bed dipped down as a body cuddled up with yours. The frame you knew very well enveloped you as his scent hit your nose, the few dark hairs peeking your vision. 
Your hear fluttered at the sight but it immediately fell when you were met with your boyfriend's sad eyes. 
"Aw bub what's wrong?" you cooed, letting your hand travel up to his hair as you softly ran your fingers through it.
He instantly dug his head on your chest, his hands squeezed your waist as you massage his scalp. 
Another few moments of silence, you softly asked, "Parents?" a frown made its way to your lips.
He softly nodded and got off your chest, turning to his side so that he could pull you in closer. 
"You smell really good." he muttered as you let your legs tangle together and nuzzled his face into your neck.
You let out a small chuckle and wrapped your arms around his neck. "You okay?" 
"Better now." he replied, his face peeking out and stared at you lovingly. 
A grin made its way onto your lips and gave him a little peck. He hummed flipping you so you're on top of him. 
You giggled when he ran his hand on your sides. "How about we have a sleepover?" you asked as you pulled away from the kiss.
"Really?" he beamed. He loves spending time with you, you are sometimes the only person that can make his bad day into a great one. 
"Yeah of course! We can have pizza, and watch Star Wars, we can cuddle, some popcorn also sounds nice.” you started to ramble your plan, not realising that he was staring at you not saying a thing. "Whats with the look?” you laughed.
"Have I mentioned that I am so deeply in love with you?" he said as he sits up, you now on his lap. 
Your heart melts at his words as you kiss him again, "I’m deeply in love with you too." you pecked his lips one last time before getting up. 
"Now sleepover time!" 
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Popcorns were popping, pillows were fluffed, pizza has arrived, and last but not least, the movie has been picked.
This was your normal saturday sleepover, Reggie usually sleeps over at your house because sometimes the sound of his parents fighting was too much and you were more than happy to give your boyfriend comfort. Your parents adores Reggie, and didn't mind him sleeping over, they too know about his parent's banter. 
Ding!
The sound of the microwave brought you back from your daze as you took it out and went to your bedroom. You opened your bedroom door and saw Reggie engulfed in layers and layers of blankets with Star Wars : Return Of The Jedi playing.
"You look comfy," you laughed, making your way to the bed. 
"Babe! Babe! Hurry!" he exclaimed, excitedly.
Seeing him so happy has made you wonder why out of all the people, Reggie has to deal with shit. He's the kindest, sweetest and most caring person you have ever met. He deserves all the happiness the world can give him. 
Reggie must've felt a gaze on him because he turned his head around and saw your focus was all on him and not the movie. "What you looking at?" he cheekily asked. 
You didn't even bother being caught staring as you quickly answered "You.”
"May I ask why?" 
"Just thinking about how strong you are and that I am the luckiest person in the universe to even meet you." you shamelessly spewed out, heart beating out of your chest.
Reggie's heart skipped a beat, no one has ever thought that highly of him and to think you out of all people are feeling lucky to have met him, hell, he's so grateful he met you. 
"I love you" he beamed, kissing you. 
"And I love you... and our sleepovers." you chuckled feeling so utterly happy at the moment. 
And that's enough. 
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Karai x fem reader
(literally any plot)
Aye aye Anon! (This is before Karai knows Shredder isn't her dad. not that it's super important, but l digress.)
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FREE TIME
♤~~♡~~♤~~♡~~♤
Summary: Karai sneaks away from her foot clan duties, to spend some time with you <3
Warnings: None
Requested: Mhm!
Female Reader!
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Three short taps.
Three short taps to signal the arrival of your girlfriend. You smiled widely and stood from your desk to greet her at your window.
You unlatched the old frame, and pulled it open, a smiling Karai meeting your eyes.
"I didn't know you were coming over." You said, moving aside to let her in.
She pecked you on the cheek as she entered your room, "Surprise! I had some free time. Decided I'd like to spend it with you."
You hummed, joining Karai in sitting on your bed, "I take it you won't be sleeping over?"
She shook her head, leaning into you with a sigh, "I'm afraid not, Hana. I can stay for afew hours, but if I stay the night my father will grow suspicious."
You smiled, cupping her cheeks, "Well, afew hours seems like quite a long time to me. So, do you wanna watch a movie? Or just cuddle?"
Karai was silent for a moment, "Let's watch that movie you like, would you like me to make popcorn?"
You nodded, "Yeah, I'll turn on the movie, you get some popcorn."
"Alright, I'll be right back." she replied, kissing you once more on the cheek as she left your room.
You turned on the movie, then began to gather blankets and pillows as you listened to Karai talk with your parents. She had met them a while ago, and they got along well. You mother thought she was just right for you, and your dad liked how well mannered and respectful she was.
Obviously you had never met her father. Karai wanted nothing more than to keep you out of that part of her life. You knew about her Foot Clan activities, she couldn't bring herself to lie to you about that.
So you knew.
You were her first girlfriend, and Karai wanted to make sure she did this whole relationship thing right. She didn't want to lose you by lying about something that big.
Karai re-entered the room, now equipt with a big bowl of popcorn and two sodas, "Your mother insisted I take the soda too." She said, as she set the snacks on your bedside table, "She is a rather pushy women, isn't she?"
You giggled, "Oh my god, don't even get me started. Now come here, lets watch this movie." You opened your arms, signaling to her that you wanted to hold her.
With a smile, she melted into your arms, and the two of you sat there, cuddled close, watching the movie, wishing free time could last forever.
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First time writing for Karai! I think it turned out well, but hey-
Also, edit: Hana = Flower!
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roronoaism · 2 months
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♥︎ BEAUTY QUEEN ♥︎
part 1 out of ?
+ warnings: wlw relationship/themes, modern au (no mentions of pirates, the straw hats are just a group of friends), reader gets drunk
+ ft: designer! nico robin + artist! fem reader
+ wc: 0.6k
+ summary: after scoring a job to help a local designer grow her business, you get roped into her group of friends. however, robin seems to have taken an interest in you, and you can't help but feel that it's more than work place admiration.
+ notes: i plan on writing like, 2 or 3 of these? the next ones will have more relationship development and smut i promise yall
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after ages of working hard, perfecting your art skills and proving people (and maybe yourself) that you did deserve to be part of the arts, you achieved success.
or, a miniature success. but it's still a win in your book.
you stand outside a small design studio, Hana Hana no Mi, an elegant purple and pink theme surrounding the place. 'looks cute', you think to yourself, walking in the place, a small chime ringing. a lady comes out, with the aura of true beauty. which is a thing now, because you said so.
"hello, is there something you need, sweetheart?" she ask, a playful smile plastered on her face.
"i'm your new assistant. i'm from the art school, the one who's gonna help out? or something, honestly whatever you need, ms-?"
"nico robin. but please, call me robin~" she purrs, looking at you with an interested gleam in her eye.
"quite a cutie, you will definitely be a help around here~! all i have is sanji constantly up my ass about asking nami out, and luffy tries to eat in here, oh, and -" she rambles on, mentioning names you haven't heard before.
"who exactly are those people?" you ask, looking at her curiously.
"oh, my friends. don't worry, you'll meet em soon!" she chirps, turning around and organizing a rack of clothes.
"these are beautiful." you mumble in awe, staring a skirt she designed. "all you?"
the ravenette turns to back, a small smile on her face. "yes. it's hard work, but i'm glad i have someone around. now, do you have any experience in design? fashion industry? clothing making?"
"no... but i'm an artisit!" you nervously reply, a small look of concern plastered on your face. "is that bad or-"
"it'll do. don't fret, i'll take good care of you. how about you settle your stuff down here, and then i take ya to get some drinks with my friends, hm?" robin ask, smiling as she takes your hand. "you'll be fine, darlin'. they don't bite. only sanji, if ya like it though... he's just horny, and zoro is just grumpy." she drops your hand, working on closing the store up for the mean time, letting you settle down.
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the bar is noisy, and loud. you sit next to robin and luffy, the so called 'leader of the straw hat crew' rambling your ear off. robin listens in on your two's (one sided, almost) conversation, giggling anytime you look to her for help on getting the man to shut up.
you didn't know how many drinks you were on, but things were starting to get fuzzy. sanji and zoro were off bickering somewhere, and luffy's words were blending together in your ears.
"hey, let's get ya back to my place, hm?" robin ask, a hand on your shoulder. you nodded, unsure of what was happening entirely, but happy to leave the loud and chaotic place.
robin walks you back to her apartment, settling you on the couch and getting you a glass on water and a bit of food. "incase your hungry, i'd hate for my doll to feel like absolute shit, although i bet you're gonna be dealin with a hangover tomorrow, you drank a bit."
the worry on her face was apparent, but not like you could tell in your drunken haze. you just nodded at her words, resting on her shoulder and chest, before dozing off into a silent slumber.
her hand rest on your shoulder, keeping you close to her. exactly where she wanted you.
your phone goes off, and robin takes a look at who texted you. the number was unknown, and the message read 'can we meet up again? its been a while... i miss you'
maybe she wouldn't have you yet
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smirnoffswitchblade · 2 months
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♡⸝⸝ about me .ᐟ
includes: introduction, dni/byf, etc . . .
— Finally im making an introduction after putting it off for a bit out of shyness (and laziness..+ being nervous, but i need to push myself to do things sometimes.) but i thought its time you guys know a little bit more about me! ^^
𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒𓈒⠀. 𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒
‼️ • MDNI • ‼️
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♡ ····· introduction
• Hello there!! im Sammy, but i prefer to be called Sakura if we aren’t extremely close. <3
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mxeve0 · 9 months
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D.VA X Genji OneShot
Not Jealous
Part•1
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A cold breeze drifted down the corridor as Hana pushed the door to the infirmary open. The room was blindly white and smelt of disinfectant, as usual. Her injury wasn't bad, just a small cut on her temple from slipping whilst getting out of the shower. Definitely not her proudest moment.
Her eyes drifted towards the right of the room, where the beds were, and where Genji and Angela were. The cyborg was sitting on the bed, Angela standing behind him, her hand on his back. His upper torso and left shoulder were wrapped in bandages.
"Well, you're all set to go, but remember, no extrenuous exercise," Angela instructed as she put away her supplies. Hana's brow furrowed as she turned away to rummage through a small box to her right, looking for a plaster. After finding a suitable one, she turned on her heel and left. Hearing Genji's footsteps behind her, she stopped, waiting for him to be side by side with her before she started walking again. There was a burning sensation in the pit of her stomach, but she ignored it as she spoke,
"Do you like her?" She asked whilst opening the bandaid. Trying to position the plaster, she looked up at him, his mask blank and emotionless. The ninja raised an arm, grabbing her wrist and adjusting the position of the plaster before she placed it.
"You know what I mean; do you like her?" Hana teased, poking his arm, ignoring how the burning was rising to her chest. The hallway was silent for a moment, before Genji spoke again.
"No." A sense of relief washed over her. 'Why am I even bothered? This is so stupid, what am I doing?' she thought, as they continued to walk down the corridor. "Do you...like her?" Hana turns to him, an eyebrow raised.
"Uh, no," she answered, sounding a little harsher than intended. He nodded as they came to a stop in front of her room.
"I'll see you around then," he stated flatly before continuing to walk off. The brunette stood there, a sinking feeling in her stomach. Brushing it off, she turned on her heel and entered her room.
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Putting down her mechanical pencil, Hana flexed her fingers, trying to get rid of the cramps she had from drawing. She looked down at the concept sketches for a new mech that she had drawn, humming as she analysed the pages. She wanted it to be more sleek and aerodynamic. More professional in other words.
As she redrew part of the shield mechanism, her mind went back to earlier that day. She remembered how the silence between them whilst walking was comforting and warm, despite the corridor feeling like the inside of a freezer. 'Why did I even ask him if he likes her? It's not like I like him anyway. It would have been fine if he said yes... right?'
Hana shook her head, stopping herself from smiling at the thought of him. She didn't need to busy herself with a man right now. If she could get herself to where she was now completely alone, then she didn't need anybody else. But that doesn't necessarily mean she didn't want a man... She laughed, throwing her head back against her bunny gaming chair. That was ridiculous.
A sudden knock at her door broke her out of her daze. Hana spun the chair around and got up, making her way to the door. Opening the door revealed the tall, slender figure of Genji. His left arm's armour was missing, showing the numerous scars he had accrued from battle.
"Have you got any tape?" He asked, pulling the girl's attention away from his muscular arm.
"Uh, yeah, but it's got a pattern on it," she replied, thinking back to her impressively large collection of washi tape that was sitting on her desk.
"That's fine," the cyborg said. Hana turned and hopped back over to her desk. The colours were mainly pink and purple, but miraculously, she managed to pull out a green roll of tape with a geometric pattern from the bottom of the stack. She walked back and handed the roll to him, smiling softly. "Cute," he mutters, just loud enough for her to hear.
"You know, I've noticed that you're lacking in your hand-to-hand combat skills, so why don't you come and train with me tomorrow?" He asked, tucking the tape away in some hidden pocket. Hana, paused, half insulated by the fact he thought she was bad, but half excited to spend time with him.
"Sure, I guess I could use the help," she said, looking down at her feet in the hopes that he wouldn't notice her cheeks burning up.
"Cool,' he stated before walkie off. Closing the door, Hana turned around, looked at her room, before squealing quietly, jumping up and down. He'd basically just asked her on a date. Not that she was bothered by that, or even wanted to go on a date with him. But still, it was cool that he did.
As she skipped back over to her chair, her phone chimed. She picked up the device, flipping the case's bunny ears from off her screen, and read the notification.
From: Genji-
Forgot to tell you that Angela is going to join us in the training tomorrow.
Hana groaned as she fell back into her chair, slamming her phone down on the table. 'Why does she have to go everywhere that he does? It's like she can't survive without him. It's stupid.'
Sighing, she picked up her headphones and adjusted the mic, aiming to take her frustrations out in her games. Maybe it wouldn't be too bad.
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shuchu · 9 months
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i like to imagine shu & ikes thrusts be short, slow yet sensual, but it evolves to harsher and faster thrusts but still maintaining the short distance
meanwhile mystas, voxs and lucas thrusts are long, fast and harsh, but it starts out slow in a grinding like motion
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ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod i'm losing my mind over this, i'm going absolutely feral wtf
i went absolutely insane for mysta and shu lmao enjoy the food lovelies ♡
nsfw, minors dni
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i agree, vox's thrusts are long, he likes to start off slow, pulling it out till it's just the tip nestled in you before slamming his length back into you. sometimes he takes it out and slides the tip against your entrance a little before sliding it back all the way.
he also likes to do little figure 8s, stimulating you in a different way that makes your tongue loll out and your eyes roll back. he loves doing that because he loves that look on your face, he'd coo at you, "awww look at you, it feels good huh? mmm...fuck- you take my dick so fucking good."
he then picks up the pace, his thrusts turning fast and harsh. it constantly hits that sweet spot making you clamp around his length, making him groan lowly.
"fuck- cum for me sweet thing..."
"mmm...just like that- ah fuck! i'm gonna cum too-"
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mysta's thrusts i imagine to be long as well, but he likes to pull it out all the way to slide the tip against your sopping slit before entering again and bottoming out. he would do this a few times and the way you would whine and squirm against him makes him smirk. he likes when you make those noises and beg for him to fuck you.
"yeah? what do you want babe? use your words."
after he feels that he's edged you and teased you enough he sheathes his stiff and leaking length inside you, a mewl escaping your lips and you start moving your hips. he'd start off slow, doing long thrusts, making you claw down his back in frustration. he'd groan and pick up the pace, fucking into you harshly. he can't help himself anymore, the way you're squeezing around him like that begging to be fucked. the tip of his cock would constantly be hitting the opening of your womb, making you gush around his cock, drenching it in your fluids.
"ngh- fuck...yes...cum all over my cock..."
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i feel like with luca, it depends on his mood. if he's feeling all soft he'd do long sensual thrusts, making sure you feel every inch of him in you. he'd hold your hips steady while he fucks into you, swallowing your moans with his lips.
whereas if he's feeling particularly feral and horny that day ─ perhaps after being away from you for a while or after you've teased him till his breaking point, he'd do short but harsh thrusts. you'd be on all fours and he'd pull your hips back onto his, slamming you onto his length. all you can do is just scream out in pleasure and whimper from how good it feels.
"hah...yeah? it feels good hmm?"
"cum for me baby...cum for me, cum for me please..."
"ngh- yes...just like that...aah-! fuck..."
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i feel like ike would be like luca, he'd start off with slow, long thrusts. slowly sliding his length in and out of you, making low groans and receiving sultry moans. but you'd encourage him to go faster and harder, he'd hesitate but eventually, he would just rut his hips into you with short but harsh thrusts ─ fucking you just the way you like, making your toes curl and moans turn into whines of desperation to cum.
"i know you're close my love, ah- fuck! you're squeezing me so tight..."
the short but harsh thrusts really stimulate your sweet spot making you cry out and release all over his cock.
"ngh- ah-! i'm getting close too..."
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shu would definitely start slow too but he'd do short but sensual thrusts, he'd pull out slightly before sliding into you again. moments pass and both of you would get impatient, he'd want to take his time with you but the growing knot in both your abdomens say otherwise. so shu would start thrusting into you faster and harder, rubbing that spot that feels so damn good.
"mmh- yeah? it feels good? ah-! you want me to go faster?"
he quickens the pace once more, the skin of your ass slapping against his thigh and the obscene squelching stimulating you further towards your release.
"yeah? that feels good...?"
"oh god...you're squeezing around me so tight...a-aah!"
"mmh- y-you feel so...good..."
he'd kiss you as you scream in pleasure from hitting your climax, his hips still fucking into you at the same pace, making him reach his climax too ─ coating your walls with his cum. his hips slow down, sliding in and out of you languidly while the both of you come down from your highs.
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bakubunny · 5 months
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bad days & insecurities | katsuki x f!reader
a/n: here’s another untouched excerpt i had sitting in my drafts that i don’t think i’ll finish. enjoy.
tw: f!reader, chubby reader, insecurities, comfort fluff
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“Just - just don’t fucking touch me,” you said angrily.
“The fuck? What do you mean, don’t touch you?”
You chanced a glance his way and saw the hurt in Katsuki’s eyes. Maybe it was better this way. Maybe-
“Huh?”
“I mean don’t touch me. I don’t want to talk about it,” you replied. “And I know you hate it when I tell you that, but that’s the answer you’re getting.”
“No, it’s not. What the fuck is going on?” he asked, his voice raising.  
“It doesn’t fucking matter, Katsuki,” you shouted. “Just drop it.”
You walked to the bathroom hoping to secure some privacy, but Katsuki wasn’t having it. 
You reached for he handle as he slammed the door away from your hand into the wall, wide open. You knew him enough to know it took all of his effort not to force you to look his way. But right now you didn’t care. Everything inside hurt, it hurt too much. All you wanted was the hot water on your back and the lights off so you didn’t have to see what parts of you didn’t deserve him. 
“If you don’t get the hell out of this bathroom and let me shower-”
“Look at me.”
“No,” you said. 
He wouldn’t let it go. 
“Please, baby. I - I won’t yell, I promise,” Katsuki said, pain evident in his voice. 
It felt like hot daggers in your stomach. A lump grew in your throat. 
“It’s not that. Not you. I’m sorry for being so childish,” you said. “I’m having a really tough day, that’s all.”
“Then let me-”
“No,” you said firmly. “I need to be alone.”
Katsuki stood quietly. 
“Please, Kats.” Tears threatened to fall down your cheeks. 
“Was it that fucking bitch again? She getting into your head?” he asked. 
‘That bitch’ was a shitty coworker who never seemed to shut up about you. What you ate, what you wore, how your body looked, your job performance. Someone who had the gall to tell you to your face that you weren’t good enough for the hero standing in the room. Who said that he could do so much better. 
“No, I just…” 
“What is it?” he said. 
“You don’t want the truth.” Your voice was quiet and pleading. 
“The fuck are you on about, babe? Yes, I do.”
You took a deep breath. “You deserve better. I don’t want to elaborate. And I don’t want you to console me or tell me I’m wrong right now. My body feels gross, and I want to process it on my own.”
The crushing hug he pulled you into knocked the air out of your chest. “Kats-”
“Shut it. I want to hold you, n you’re gonna let me,” he said grumpily. Katsuki kissed you on the head. “Fuckin’ tellin’ me I can’t touch you. ‘S bullshit.”
You cracked a little grin, your face pressed into his chest. He held you in silence for what felt like ages, but eventually a calmness soothed the tightness in your stomach.
“I love you. Can I shower now?” you asked.
He sighed. “Fine. But I’m not done with you, little miss. You owe me a damn kiss or ten after that.”
You laughed and met his scowling gaze.
“That’s fair.” You leaned in and stood on your toes. “How about one for the road to start with?”
“‘S more like it.” Katsuki lifted your chin, pressing his soft lips to yours.
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sunstvne · 6 months
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this   blog   is   set   on   low   activity   and   slow   replies   due   to   life   and   mental   health.   some   replies   will   be   queued,   some   posted   right   away.   selective   and   mutuals   only.   please   soft   or   hard   block   if   you   unfollow.
all   of   my   muses   are   highly   adaptable   and   can   be   put   and   thrown   into   any   verse   or   setting.   common   triggers   will   be   tagged.   mature   and   dark   themes   are   as   welcome   as   romantic   and   the   ups   and   downs   of   life.   give   me   everything.   ♡
no   smut.   explicit   sexual   content,   inc*st,   stepc*st,   large   age   gaps,   racism   or   animal   abuse   will   not be   written   or   endorsed.   
banned   are   deceased,   animated   faces,   anyone   under   eighteen   years,   as   well   as   sydney   sweeney   and   manny   montana.   more   tba.
i   obviously   prefer   to   use   small   text   and   multiple   spacing,   however   i   understand   that   this   is   not   accessible   for   everyone,   hence   i’m   always   willing   to   adjust   and   change   my   formatting.  
graphics   were   made   by   scarlet   /   @scarsource   !   ♡
𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗨𝗦𝗘𝗦    ;   constantly   under   co.
benjamin   bahadur   (he   /   him)   /   bakery   owner,   heterosexual,   early   thirties   🠖   raymond   ablack.
aesha   vikram   (she   /   her)   /   etsy   shop   owner,   bisexual,   late   thirties   🠖   mamta   mohandas.
vimala   kumar   (she   /   her)   /   actress,   bisexual,   late   twenties   🠖   sobhita   dhulipala.
isadora   sinclair   (she   /   her)   /   socialite   and   exotic   dancer,   pansexual,   late   twenties   🠖   ariana   grande.
andrew   fawcett   (he   /   him)   /   dance   teacher,   demisexual,   late   twenties   🠖   logan   lerman.
darlene   vernier   (she   /   her)   /   lawyer,   bisexual,   mid   twenties   🠖   samantha   logan.
rosalie   hudson   (she   /   her)   /   kindergarten   teacher,   closeted   bisexual,   early   twenties   🠖   sadie   stanley.
louis   de   salvert   (he   /   him)   /   heir   and   viscount,   heterosexual,   mid   twenties   🠖   corey   mylchreest.
hana   choi   (she   /   her)   /   retired   high   fashion   model,   pansexual,   early   thirties   🠖   han   euddeum.
kayley   balbutin   (she   /   her)   /   realtor,   bisexual,   mid   twenties   🠖   nadine   lustre.
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sunstvne-testinghaii · 7 months
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𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗦𝗧𝗩𝗡𝗘   ;   an   independent   and   selective   original   multimuse.   adored   and   penned   by   cassie,   twenty8,   she   /   her.   beta   editor   only.   affiliated   with   mooncaught   !   (   temp.   guidelines,   muses   and   navigation   below.      )
this   blog   is   set   on   low   activity   and   slow   replies   due   to   life   and   mental   health.   some   replies   will   be   queued,   some   posted   right   away.   selective   and   mutuals   only.   please   soft   or   hard   block   if   you   unfollow.
all   of   my   muses   are   highly   adaptable   and   can   be   put   and   thrown   into   any   verse   or   setting.   common   triggers   will   be   tagged.   mature   and   dark   themes   are   as   welcome   as   romantic   and   the   ups   and   downs   of   life.   give   me   everything.   ♡
no   smut.   explicit   sexual   content,   inc*st,   stepc*st,   large   age   gaps,   racism   or   animal   abuse   will   not be   written   or   endorsed.   
banned   are   deceased,   animated   faces,   anyone   under   eighteen   years,   as   well   as   sydney   sweeney   and   manny   montana.   more   tba.
i   obviously   prefer   to   use   small   text   and   multiple   spacing,   however   i   understand   that   this   is   not   accessible   for   everyone,   hence   i’m   always   willing   to   adjust   and   change   my   formatting.  
graphics   were   made   by   scarlet   /   @scars   !   ♡
𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗨𝗦𝗘𝗦    ;   constantly   under   co.
benjamin   bahadur   (he   /   him)   /   bakery   owner,   heterosexual,   early   thirties   🠖   raymond   ablack.
aesha   vikram   (she   /   her)   /   etsy   shop   owner,   bisexual,   late   thirties   🠖   mamta   mohandas.
vimala   kumar   (she   /   her)   /   actress,   bisexual,   late   twenties   🠖   sobhita   dhulipala.
isadora   sinclair   (she   /   her)   /   socialite   and   exotic   dancer,   pansexual,   late   twenties   🠖   ariana   grande.
andrew   fawcett   (he   /   him)   /   dance   teacher,   demisexual,   late   twenties   🠖   logan   lerman.
darlene   vernier   (she   /   her)   /   lawyer,   bisexual,   mid   twenties   🠖   samantha   logan.
rosalie   hudson   (she   /   her)   /   kindergarten   teacher,   closeted   bisexual,   early   twenties   🠖   sadie   stanley.
louis   de   salvert   (he   /   him)   /   heir   and   viscount,   heterosexual,   mid   twenties   🠖   corey   mylchreest.
hana   choi   (she   /   her)   /   retired   high   fashion   model,   pansexual,   early   thirties   🠖   han   euddeum.
kayley   balbutin   (she   /   her)   /   realtor,   bisexual,   mid   twenties   🠖   nadine   lustre.
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unidentifiable-body · 11 months
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cool banner thingy, idk what it's called
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Oh- thanks hun! There called "Reply icons". I wanted the make them as pick and vibrant as ya bitch!
-Momo♡
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Whoreee shut uppp! You know your a basic ass bitch!/j- Also- Oh my gwa hiiiii Jota!
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channieblossoms · 1 year
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hi there! i have an about linked in my bio but here are some things u might want to know right away …
♡ hana, she/her, 98 liner
♡ channie lovebot & cherry blossom enthusiast
♡ i follow/like/reply from willowfey
♡ i track #heylookhana (and love to be tagged in any content! i will make a list soon of specific things but rly u can tag me in whatever)
♡ we do lots of shippy things here. i support rpf and believing idols are together — as long as it stays in fandom spaces where it belongs. if ur uncomfortable with that ur so valid! feel free to unfollow or block so we can all curate our internet spaces just how we want them x
♡ my ult groups are bts (my first and forever loves), skz, txt, xh, atz, svt (but i also love p1h, enhypen, tbz, twice, itzy, kepler, jackson wang)
♡ here’s my kofi, i write stuff and make edits / moodboards and do tarot reads ! commissions are: open
okay that’s all for now bye xx
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lomlhotchner · 2 years
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。・゚゚・🪷 welcome my loves <3
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