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HOW WOULD SATORU/ SUGU / NANAMI/ CHOSO react ti reader being cheated on. My bf of 3 years just cheated on me w his dumbass coworker. And I want to die
Cheated
Summary: JJK men react to finding out you were cheated on!
Characters: Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Nanami Kento, Choso Kamo, FAB!Reader
Word Count: 6,285
Warnings: Mentions of cheating, confessions, consensual photos, oral sex (female receiving), bathtub sex, public sex, chair sex, hot damn
A/N: Hi Nonnie Im so sorry that happened to you, cheaters are the worst!! Ah, I love this trope. There's nothing like getting sweet revenge and having a sexy new boyfriend to go with it!
Gojo Satoru:
When Gojo’s phone starts buzzing with your ringtone, he answers it instantly, turning his back to the first years, who are bickering over where they want to go for dinner, on his dime. He steps away, holding the ear up to his phone with a gentle smile.
“This is Gojo; how can I make your every dream come true?” The line is silent before he can hear a slight sniffle on the other line. All of the humor and playfulness leave his tone as he steps into an alleyway to keep things a bit more private. “Sweetheart, hey, what’s wrong? Who do I need to teleport to the middle of the ocean?
“M-My cheating scumbag of a boyfriend.” You manage to get out in between hiccups. Satpru grits his teeth. He never liked the asshole, never in the entirety of your one-year relationship. “I-I was going to shop for some supplies for Yaga, l-like yarn and shit. And his coworker sent me a video of them fucking..”
“Where are you?” He asked, hurrying back to the group of first years, tossing Megumi his card. “I’m coming to meet you right now.”
After sending Gojo your location, you hung up the phone just as he teleported right in front of you, scaring the ever-loving shit out of you. “Jesus Toru, you sca—” His arms are around you in an instant, holding you tight against his chest. The sudden affection leaves you speechless, but the warmth of his body and the sweet, musky smell of him comfort your broken heart. Smelling him, feeling his warmth, had tears flowing down your cheeks. You hugged him back, arms wrapping tightly tightly around his waist.
“I always hated that dick; he was a total scumbag, sweetie," Satoru whispered gently, rubbing his hands up and down your back. “You don’t deserve to be treated the way he treats you. You deserve someone who’ll give you the world.”
“If you find anyone like that, let me know.”
“Well, you're sort of hugging him right now.”
You blinked, eyes going wide as you pulled back, looking at the blindfolded man. "Wh-wait, what?” He chuckled, one hand remaining on your waist while the other reached up, rubbing at his undercut nervously.
“I'd treat you like royalty, sweetheart. God, I've liked you for years now."
"Years!? How long are we talking?!"
"Since we were third year.”
"Third year? Toru, why didn't you wait so long to tell me?!”
"Because you were already dating Jerks, you didn't seem interested whenever I flirted. Do I gave up and decided to stick to being your friend?”
Thinking back to the times he flirted, he had been so boisterous, and in your head, you thought he was joking with you. When it turns out he genuinely wanted to go out with you. If you hadn’t been so dense all these years, you would’ve realized that you would’ve said yes to going out with him in a heartbeat.
“Oh my god, all this time, I thought you were just joking around! I’m such an idiot.”
“Don’t say that; I probably should’ve been more straightforward.”
Satoru gently squeezed your hand before you interlaced your fingers together. He was feeling your hand in his hand, which made his heart sore. His eyes glanced down, confirming what he felt was real, before his cheeks flushed a deep red.
“Is it too late to acknowledge your flirting?”
“For you? Never.” He began leading you out to the street as you pulled out your phone, deleting the message from your exes mistress. “Say ~ what do ya’ think about dishing out some cold, brutal revenge?”
“I would say I like the way you think.”
“You still have that Polaroid camera?”
The smell of sex is thick in the air as Gojo fucks into you from behind. You're gripping the sheets as he holds the Polaroid camera above him, snap-shotting the perfect back shots he’s giving you. The camera spits out the photo, and he snatches it, shaking it violently before looking down at it. He smirked, grabbing a handful of your hair and yanking it, lifting you from the pillows.
“Look at this, fuck, you’re so pretty. I know we’re doing this for sweet, beautiful revenge, but I don’t know if I wanna show the world these pictures.” Hearing him being so possessive over you has you groaning and pleasure. “I think I want to keep these pictures all to myself, maybe take a couple with me so I have jerk-off material on missions.”
“Fuuuuck Toru!” you rock your hips and back against his hard cock that’s twitching inside your wet pussy. “Yeah, that them, keep them; I don’t want anyone else seeing me but you!”
The tone of your voice, the submissive words that leave your pretty fucking mouth, has Gojo pulling your hair harder as he keeps your head held up as he fucks into you harder. “Yeah, baby, do you want me to keep these pretty little pictures? Pretty pictures of you that my cock twitch and I’m still fucking inside you.” He pulls you up so you’re back is pressed firmly against his chest, both of you on your knees as he rams his cock into your g-spot.
“Gah! Fuck~oooh fuck Satoru~!” You reach a hand back, gripping the back of his head, pulling him down to your mouth so you can kiss the life out of him. “Yes~ yes~ keep them all~!”
“Mhmmmpm!” White eyebrows knit together as he kisses you back as hard as he can, lips bruising against yours, making them swell even more. “Fuck~ fuck sweetheart, you are so fucking hot.” He turns the camera so it’s facing the both of you and snaps a picture as he kisses your neck, nipping and sucking on it, marking you up so everyone will know you are his and he is yours.
The bed is covered, and Polaroid pictures depict your sexual debauchery over the last two hours. From you sucking him off to his head buried between your thighs, making you come so hard you experienced an out-of-body experience. The proof of your sexual encounter has your cunt throbbing, hugging his cock so hard it has him whining.
“Oh my god, you're so tight! Fuck!” Gojo’s jerking his hips up into you, hitting every spot that was a weak point for you. He’s a whimpering fucked up, pissy drunk off of you.”Nnngh baby~ baby sweetheart!” Hot breath fans against the crook of your neck as he nips at your skin.
“Toru! Toru! Oh my god! Ooooh, my fucking god, I'm going to cum! Oh fuck!”
“Oh please~ please cum on my cock~! Please! Fuck I wanted this for so long! God fuck!”
Satoru’s peace quickened as he slammed the head of his cock over and over into your g-spot. You squirt all over the bed and the polaroids that covered the sheets. Watching you come for the first time in real life and not in his fantasies had Gojo stealing his hips as his thick cum filled you. He weakly thrust in and out of your heat, leaking out with each time he slid out of you. He only stopped once he felt his balls unclench, and you both collapsed forward onto the bed.
“Oh my fuck.” Polaroid pictures moved across the bed under your conjoined heavy breathing. “Fuuuuck, I've dreamt about doing that for so long.” His lips pressed against your back with dozens of kisses, leaving you a giggling mess underneath him.
“Satoru~”
“Yeah, baby~?”
“Let’s go again.”
You could feel his softening cock twitch within your walls. “Again?” Satoru’s tone is thick as honey, excitement clear as day.
“Yeah~ we have ten years to make up for.”
You and Gojo made up for last time and then some, and while your ex never received any of the Polaroids you both took, he did receive the biggest fuck you when Gojo teleported all of his belongings into the Atlantic ocean. Dating the strongest sorcerer of the modern age came with several perks, a big dick, and scary dog privileges. As you lie in bed with him, you were never more grateful for receiving such a video of your ex cheating because you gained the best boyfriend in the entire world because of it.
Geto Suguru:
“I cannot wait to eat these cold soba noodles! It’s so hot outside. They’re gonna taste so good.” You looked up at your best friend as you exited the elevator. “Aren’t you excited, Suguru?”
“Ecstatic.”
“You know what would make these noodles taste ten times better? If my asshole boyfriend wasn’t at home.”
Suguru shook his head before heaving as you searched for your keys inside your purse. “I honestly don’t know why you won’t dump the dickhead.”
“Ya’ know, I’ve been asking myself the same question.” your asshole of a boyfriend had been blowing you off for weeks now. He complained about everything you do, and you were getting sick of it. “I should just dump him and date you instead!” your chicks burned as you stopped at him, a teasing smile over your lips.
When you met his eyes, you weren’t met with the soft grin he gave you whenever the two of you joked around. Instead, it was an earnest look; his eyes narrowed as he nodded before grabbing your shoulder and turning you to face him. Your mouth was suddenly very dry as he kept your cheek with his thumb.
“You should.”
“W-wait, seriously?”
“Yeah, I would treat you so much better than this asshole.”
You blink before opening your mouth to respond when a moan sounds from the other side of the door. That did not belong to your boyfriend. Suguru’s eyes were wide, his head jerking towards the door as you saw red. Flinging it, you rushed in, finding your boyfriend balls deep inside his coworker on your couch.
“You son of a bitch! That’s it. We are done!” Suguru gently took the bag of food from you, putting it on the counter, allowing you to throw your purse at your scumbag boyfriend. “Get out of my apartment!”
“Your apartment?” Your now ex-boyfriend asked as he and the bitch got dressed hastily. “Don't you mean our apartment? I live here, too!”
“Haha! Not any fucking more! I can't stand your ass!” You shriek, looking for something to throw at him. “You scumbag! God, you're both such terrible, horrible, nasty people! You deserve each other!” Having had enough of the conversation, you turned to storm out, and your ex scoffed smugly.
“Yeah?! Well, at least I have someone.”
That was it; you were going to jail. You turned to commit several crimes, but just before you could, Suguru stopped you. His lips crashed against yours. His lips moved feverishly against yours as he backed you up against the wall, slamming his hands on either side of your head. The initial shock of the unexpected knee-buckling kiss wears off, and you're like melted butter. You throw your arms around your best friend's neck, pulling him closer.
The fluidity of your kisses and moans would have had anyone assuming that you had done this countless times when, in fact, it was your first kiss. A kiss that was fueled by yes of pent-up desire. Suguru put everything into that kiss, ensuring you knew how he felt. You had never been kissed so passionately in your life. It was an array of tongues, the lingering taste of brown sugar milk tea, and pure lust. It made you want more, and for once in your life, you would be selfish.
You broke the kiss first, freeing yourself to stare at Suguru’s tan, flushed face as he panted roughly against your lips. A breathless giggle full of excitement and relief rose in your chest as Suguru kissed you again before turning to sneer at your ex while you trailed kisses down his neck.
“Ahhh~ fuck would you look at that.” His eyes rolled back as you nipped at his skin. “Looks like she does have someone~” Suguru picked you up by your thighs, lifting you to his hips. “Now, I’m going to give you ten seconds to get out of here before I start ducking my girl.”
“Why the fuck would I care?”
“Because I’m going to make her scream so loud you’re going to know what a real orgasm sounds like.”
“Suguru!” You squeak as he carries you to the kitchen table, tossing the placemats to the ground before laying you on top.
“W-What?! fuck you, Man-Bun. I’ve made her cum before!”
“Mhmm~” Suguru kisses down your neck, making you gasp. “Sure you did—just like this chick right who just sounded like some B-grade actress and a bad softcore porno.” His hands trail down your body, squeezing you gently.
You were so lost in the pleasure that you barely noticed the girl stuttering as she dressed. Your ex asks if she faked it as they hardly exited the apartment. The sound of shocked, angry yelling you in that she had faked it like you had done almost every time you had sex with him.
Suguru nipped at your collarbone before pulling back and looking at the door. “They’re gone.” He gasped as you yanked him back on top of you, kissing him deeply. The groan that left him as he rocked his hips against yours had your legs trembling in anticipation as you worked at his belt.
“So make me scream so loud they can hear it down the street.”
When you ask Geto to make you scream, he makes you cry. He fucked you on the table, his fat, thick cock, sliding in and out of your tight little hole, making you cum so hard you soaked his pants. Before he bends you over the couch and fuck you again, this time even harder, making you scream even louder. Before he dragged you into your bedroom, where he fucked you against the door.
The benefit of being one of the strongest sorcerers was that Geto had stamina. And even when his dick was limp and needed a break, his tongue did all the work for him. For a man’s curse technique was swallowing curses, he knew how to eat pussy like a champ.
“Oooh, what the fuck!?” You screamed as Geto Slid his tongue inside of your cunt, curling it expertly against your g-spot. “Wh-Whoa~! Fuck! Fuuuuuck me!”
Your hands dug into the dark raven strands of his hair, pulling on it roughly. Suguru growled, hands grabbing your hips and bringing you closer to his mouth. His nose rubbed up and down over your clit as he fucked you with his long tongue. Your upper body convulsed, shaking up and down as the pleasure rippled through every nerve in your body. Geto Suguru eats you out like you were his last meal on death row, from the tips of your toes to the top of your head.
“Mmmm~,” he hummed, “mmmhm~!” his eyebrows knitted and concentrated as he felt your sweet, tangy slick coating his tongue. he loved the way you tasted and how you withered against the bed as he pleased to deal with his mouth. He got off on getting you off. Tasting your dripping pussy, enough to have his sore dick rising to attention, ready for the fourth round of your insane sexual escapade.
“S-Sugu! Ooooh fuck yeah~ fuck oh my god!” Tugging his hair made him groan as you rocked against his nose. “Yes, yes!”
Suguru pulled back, panting like a madman; he used both hands, slamming back down against the mattress. “Stop—how can I enjoy my meal when you’re bucking against my face like that.” the sound of protest forms in the back of your throat., but Suguru is back between your legs, lapping at your wet folds. “By a good girl.” but being good was so hard when you were right on the edge of cumming. You wanted to know you needed it; you needed to cum all over his tongue.
“Plllease Sugu~! Please, I wanna cum~”
“Yeah, wanna cum all over my tongue, baby?”
“Yes! Please, please, I need it~!”
That single word had him melting. “Then,” he gripped your thighs, desperately flipping you both so you were straddling his face, “take what you need.” His tongue slid out of his mouth, resting flat against his chin.
Suguru had dreamed about you sitting on his face several times. He’d had countless a wet, wet dream about the scenario. For you to finally straddle his face and start humping his tongue while you played with your tits, Was almost enough to send him over the edge. Watching you use him, it was so fucking hot. You rocked and rolled your hips, fucking your face against his mouth as you gripped the sheets, grounding yourself as you fucking cummed all over his face.
The raven-haired man underneath you sucked all of your juices, willingly letting it fill his mouth as he groaned and whined at your taste. The taste alone, cock twitching once, then twice before a spurt of white-hot cum splattered against your back coding alone, cock twitching once, then twice before a spurt of cum hit your back. Feeling him cum untouched just from eating you out was enough to extend your orgasm, leaving you a trembling sloppy mess above him.
“Oooh fuck.” His voice muttered against your twitching pussy before you pulled back, laying down on his chest. “You are utterly insatiable. Do you know that?”
“Me? Good sir, you’re the one that just literally sucked the soul out of my pussy.”
“I’ve wanted to do it for so long I got excited.” his hands gently rubbed down the sides of your body. “You know, I’m not even sorry that we walked in on your ex cheating on you today.”
“Strangely, I couldn’t agree more with you.”
Suguru pushed her back out of your face, smiling as you nipped and kissed at his pecks. “The second I get the feeling back in my legs, I’m getting those soba noodles for us to eat in bed.”
“That sounds like heaven.”
“Mhmm, if you're here with me, it is.”
Nanami Kento:
Nanami stood outside your favorite restaurant, searching the sidewalk for any side of you. He was planning on treating you to a warm meal and a bottle of wine as a thank-you for your help on a recent mission together. You were running late and starting to wonder if you got caught up at the school before he could pull out his phone to call you; he heard you.
“Leave me alone!” you shrieked, running towards Nanami; while you’re moronic imbecile of a boyfriend was close behind.
“It was an accident, I swear!”
Without thinking, your best friend since high school rushed forward, and the second he saw tears flowing down your cheeks, he pulled you behind him, allowing him to face the man he knew as your boyfriend. Your hands gripped his suit jacket as your boyfriend tried to get around Nanami, but he would not allow him the chance.
“She has asked for you to leave her alone. Stop harassing her.” Nanami’s tone was cold and stern.
“Babe, it was an accident, I swear to God!”
You scoffed, your head around Nanami. “An accident?! you call fucking your coworker an accident?!” Nanami felt a vein pulse in his forehead; how could someone hurt you like that? “You expect me to believe that you accidentally tripped and your dick accidentally slid inside of her?!” when you rationally put it like your boyfriend didn’t know what to say.
“Babe, please—”
“No, we’re done. I will leave your shit in front of my door. Get the fuck away from me, delete my number, and never reach out to me again.”
“B-But—”
“You heard her. You should leave because you won’t like it if I get involved more than I already am.”
You watched your ex-boyfriend heading down the street, his head hung low. The instant he was out of sight, you pulled away from Nanami with a sigh. “Thank you, Kento.” a giant hand stroked some of your flyaways against your head.
“You're welcome. I know this question is foolish, but are you okay?”
“I'm fine—?” Now that you are away from your exes hustling, you can process your emotions. “I'm more angry than sad.”
“That's understandable and a very rational way to react.”
“It's been a long time. But—” A broken sigh left you, “him cheating on me was the final straw.”
Hearing you say your relationship was finished made Nanami happy. “Good, I never liked him. You deserve so much more than he was willing to give you..”
You smiled weekly, gripping at the sleeve of his jacket. “That's very sweet. Thank you, Kento. I’m sorry, but could we rain check on dinner? I need to go pack up his shit.” you released his jacket to head back towards your apartment. You weren’t able to step forward before Nanami grabbed your hand, preventing you from moving further.
“Let me help you take out the trash. We don’t need to go to a restaurant, but I can cook dinner.”
“Oh, you don't have to do that.”
“I know I don't, but I want to.”
Knowing Nanami, he wouldn’t take no for an answer, not when he knew how upset you were and that your heart had just been broken. You didn’t want to be alone. So that’s how you found yourself on the floor sipping wine as you ate the pasta Nanami had prepared. You both were having such a great time laughing and chatting with each other. No one would’ve guessed you had broken up with your boyfriend hours before.
Nanami Kento always made you happy. He was the best thing that happened to you in high school. You had a major crush on him, but he never seemed interested. That was a shame to you. Do anything to be with a genuinely great guy like him.
“Say, Ken,” You were leaning against his side. “If we’re both not married by the time we hit thirty. What do you say we just get married? We’re both good friends. I think it would be a good marriage part—”
“It’s so incredibly frustrating with how oblivious you are sometimes.”
His remark has you sitting up, turning to watch as he sips more wine. “I’m sorry, what?” the blonde snickers ran his hand through his hair.
“Have you ever stopped and asked yourself why I never liked your ex-boyfriends?” you’re too stunned to answer his question. “It’s because I like you, and I always have. It’s always been you.”
“Kento.”
“Seeing you in tears tonight being cheated on has me feeling a little more blunt.” His honesty has you breathing heavily as he puts his wine glass on the coffee table before he cups your face with both hands. “I don't want to wait until we’re thirty to be together. I want you now and forever.”
“N-Not like a one-night stand? This wouldn’t be a one-time thing?”
“No, this would be the beginning of a hopefully very long life together.”
There was no hesitation or second thoughts as you grabbed Kento’s face, kissing him hungry deeply. Your best friend hummed, pulling you onto his lap as his hands arrested on both of your hips, making you slowly rock against him. The sweet wine smell of his musk and plum made your head spin as you rocked faster. The pent-up desire finally allows you the courage to take what you want.
The sweet smell of your favorite bubble bath mix filled the air as water slowly spilled over the edge of the tub as you rocked up and down on Nanami’s cock. His head was tilted back as honey, brown eyes roamed over every inch of your bare, wet skin. A glow danced over your beautiful skin in the low flicker of candlelight, making you look like a goddess.
Nanami grunted, hissing through his teeth as his hands groped and gently massaged your breasts, his mouth coming up, latching onto one of your nipples. Your back arched as you gently guessed, leaning against him harder, pressing your breasts into his face, encouraging him to keep sucking. With each time you lifted your hips off his cock he’d suck the bud, and with each time you slammed yourself back down on him, he nibbled around your areola.
Although you have never been intimate, you move with a particular flow. You were like ice skaters who had been skating for decades. You knew each movement and how the other liked it. And perhaps that was because you had known each other for so long. You knew each other like the back of your hands. But there was something more between you. Something that was a more profound feeling, almost like the two of you were made for each other.
“Ah~ fuck honey.” Kento’s hot breath tickled your wet breasts. “Can I help you? Please, I want to be a little selfish.”
“Y-Yes Kento~ I want more! I need all of you.”
Sliding his hands off your breasts, Nanami reached down, grabbing your hips, holding them gently as he began thrusting up into you, slowly, sensually. The way his hips rocked into you was gentle, full of passion at the same time. The intensity of his slow thrusts had you gripping onto his broad, muscular shoulders for support as he began sliding down in time with his pace.
“You feel so good~I can't get enough of you.”
“Then consider me all yours.” You breathe out against his kiss, swollen lips. “Take me, Kento~ make me yours one million times over again.”
So that’s exactly what he did. Nanami pressed his lips firmly against yours, sighting his tongue into your mouth. You were both a tangled mess of limbs and tongues as you both fucked each other toward the edge of orgasmic pleasure. He moaned into your mouth, pulling away, resting his forehead against yours as he stared into your eyes.
“Look at me.” his voice was gruff and so deep. “Look at me when you cum on my cock.”
Gripping onto the blonde strands of hair on his head, he stared into his eyes as your walls were convulsing around him. “Kento~ Ken ~ ooooh fuck I'm cumming~ cum with me~!” he didn’t need to say anything for you to know that’s exactly what he did. Warmth spread through your body as he filled you, and you came together.
The intensity of the orgasm had you both shaking and trembling as if you were stuck in the snow. His lips move against yours, secret your hips with a satisfied snarl. “I could get used to this. Coming home to you, enjoying a hot meal and bathing together.” his hands gently groped your ass, squeezing it.
“Mmm~ As long as you’re cooking, I think we have a deal.”
“Mhmm, that’s fair; I’ll cook.” His hips jerked up into you, his cock still fully erect. “And you’ll be the dessert.”
Choso Kamo:
Choso walked with Yuuji to his class, eager to see you. The two of you had become best friends over the last few months. Telling each other everything, going to dinner, taking walks, and training together, you were inseparable. The only downside to being friends with you was that Choso longed for more. He didn’t want to be your friend. He wanted to be your boyfriend. But he would never make a move because of your current boyfriend.
He was a sorcerer and a scumbag who didn’t treat you the way you deserved. Choso had been so confused about why you wouldn’t break up with him, but his younger brother told him some people accept that sort of treatment. They feel like they can’t do any better, which is asinine because. Choso would love to treat you like a princess but wouldn’t push you to leave the man you were dating.
“Good Mornin’ teach—” Yuuji announced as he and Choso entered your classroom. Brown eyes met yours, and Choso felt like his heart would stop.
You were gently sitting at your desk; Geto and Shoko rubbed your back as tears streamed down your cheeks. For a second, both Cho and his younger brother thought something horrible had happened. Maybe someone had died, or you were hurt.
“Itadori, Kamo—” Geto straightened, shoving his hands into his pants pockets. “Gojo was supposed to catch you, too. He’s taking over your class, Itadori.”
“Oh! Yeah, we didn’t see him on our way here.”
“Yo Yuuji, Choso, let's get to the field!” Speaking of the devil, Gojo shredded forward, towering over Megumi and Nobara, who followed behind. “Your talisman class was canceled because your sweet teacher got her heart broken.” Heartbroken?
Choso’s head snapped in your direction. He'd experienced heartbreak himself after the deaths of his younger brothers. Was your heartbreak so bad that Shoko needed to heal you?
“Are you going to be all right? I know how painful a broken heart is.”
“Satoru!” Geto chastised as Choso rushed forward, gently examining your face, waiting for you to ensure you were okay.
“Cho—I’m okay—I just—”
“Hey, it’s not my fault. She got cheated on by a Playboy sorcerer who was notorious for sleeping around.”
Cheated? Like in a video game, it was possible to break your heart by cheating like that? The questions reeled, and Choso’s mind evaporated as you stood up, hissing as you tossed one of your talismans at Gojo. The glowing blue paper hit the white-haired sorcerer’s infinity and violently shook before exploding into blue cursed energy.
“Oh shit, I didn’t know she was still here!” Gojo grinned, pointing at your flailing talisman paper. “You seriously thought this would get through my infinity? That’s hilarious.”
“Fuck you, Gojo! It’s not your right to go around telling people what happened!”
“Sorry! Sorry! I'll leave you to wallow in self-pity. Yuuji, let’s get going.” Choso watched as the strongest sorcerer of the modern age grabbed his younger brother by the back of his hoodie and dragged him down the hall.
For a moment, Choso tried to think of what to say or what questions he could ask without coming off as insensitive. But those thoughts came to a heart as Geto cleared his throat and motioned towards the door at Shoko. The two friends left, heading off in the direction Satoru turned, leaving you and Choso alone.
Your dark-haired companion shut the sliding door to your classroom before strutting towards you. You were wiping useless tears when he threw his arms around you, hugging you. The sudden affection caught you off guard, making you stumble back against the wall as Choso squeezed you tight. His warmth and the sweet smell of spices were much more comforting than your friend's backrubs. So, of course, more tears fell from your eyes, staining Choso’s robes.
Seeing you in such a distraught state, the marks on Choso’s face shifted into the shape of arrows. You could hear him gritting his teeth as he clenched his jaw tight. His hand slowly stroked your hair back, and you sniffled into his clothes as he rested his chin on your head.
This was exactly what you needed.
For someone to hold you tight and let you cry into their chest. You didn’t need to hear about how you had made a mistake; you knew that. You just wanted a hug and were so glad it was Choso. He was always so good to you; he was perfect.
Pulling back, you sniffed at Choso’s thumbs and brushed tears away. “What happened?” he spoke softly as if he thought his words would break you.
“I found out my ex was cheating on me with several different girls.” You sighed, resting your chin against his sternum and looking into his eyes. “I saw all the messages and pictures; one of the girls found my account and messaged me. When I confronted him about it, he didn’t even deny it.” Choso’s hand twitched. “I asked him why he would cheat, and he claimed I was bad at having sex.”
“That’s ridiculous! A terrible excuse for a terrible human!” Choso’s brash anger made you blush. “Even if a person was bad at it, which I doubt is possible, it’s no excuse for breaking your heart.”
Your heart skipped a beat. “Cho—“
“I know I’ve been sealed, but that’s ridiculous! Even if someone was bad at it, I'm not saying that you are; there are so many more qualities to a person than just sex. How beautiful and smart you are, compassionate and open-minded you’ve been. Especially with me.”
“Choso.”
He gently stepped forward, slamming his hands on either side of your desk. “You are so incredible. I would never hurt you like that!” He inched closer to the smell of dragon blood spice wafted off him, making you dizzy. “Can I please show you how much you mean to me?” He stood firm and tall, waiting for your answer.
“I-I—yes, you may.” The second those words
The second the word yes leaves your mouth, Choso slams his lips against yours. You gasp as he presses you against the wall, your back against the window. His hands grab your wrists, pinning them above your head as he kisses you harder, his eyes shut tight as he groans against your mouth. The kiss has your eyes rolling as you kiss his back, and your tongue flicks at his bottom lip.
Your friends eyes open wide as the feeling of your tongue against his lip. He hesitantly opens his mouth, allowing your tongue to enter. He shudders, eyes rolling back as he tastes your favorite drink on his tongue as you massage it against his own. He kisses the sight of everything as he tilts his head, deepening the kiss, trying to match your pace.
You both pull back for air, gasping into each other's slightly parted mouths, a string of saliva connecting your lips. There was something in the kiss, how Choso’s gently held your wrists, that made you feral. He was so cute and sweet. God, he made you feel like you were going insane. There was always an attraction for him, but since you were dating someone else, you never acted on those feelings. Now that you were single, you could finally give in to the carnal desire screaming at you to act.
“Cho,” you pant, pulling your wrists free, resting your hands on his chest, “I want you, no, I need you.”
“I need you too.”
You grab his hand, pulling him towards your office. “Promise you’ll be honest if I suck at sex?”
Choso’s hair clings to his forehead an hour later as he bites his lip. He’s sitting in your chair, and you're straddling him, burying your face in his neck, breathing heavily as you ride him. He’s a whimpering mess, his arms wrapped around you, pressing your breasts against his chest as you thrust his hips up.
“Haaaaah~ haaah haaah.” He breathes heavily, digging his nails into your neck with a gasp. “Y-You’re so good~ sooo good! So wet, so tight, sooo good!”
“C-Choso~ Choso~” you’re littering hickeys all over his pale flushed skin.
“Y-You—fuuuck fuck!” He hisses out, throwing his head against your shoulder as he bucks up into you faster, whining, crying softly at the immense pleasure of you clamping down on his cock as he hits your cervix. “Y-You’re so good at sex! Oh my god, I love this. Can we do this again?! Please, I wanna do this all the time!”
Pulling your face away, it suddenly became evident. “Choso, you’re a virgin?” He nodded, his eyes rolling back into his head, and he shuddered at the feeling of gushing around him. “O-Oooh~ fuck Cho~!” You slam down on him faster; being the first woman he’s been inside of had you feeling absolutely feral. You wanted to ruin him for all other women; you wanted him to be yours and only yours. “W-We haaah, we can d-do this all the time!” Your sweet friend gripped onto your bare back tighter, gasping and gritting his teeth as his balls tightened.
“H-Honey! Honey, please, going to cum~! Gonna cum!”
“Yes~ yes, fill me up, Choso~ give it all to me!”
He shudders and slams up into you, dragging you over the edge with his. Your walls flutter around him as he kisses you deeply as he fills you with his cum. It’s hot and thick, coating your walls as you both hold onto each shaking from the intensity of your orgasms. You hum happily, your lips grazing his skin as he gently shifts, grunting softly.
“Honey,”
“Hmm?”
“You don’t suck at sex, you—you were like a goddess.” Pulling back, Choso cups some of your hair behind your ear. “I want to worship you.” His sweet, gentle voice has you leaning into the palm of his hand.
“You can, only on one condition.”
“Name your price, honey.”
You gently press your lips against his. “I get to worship you too.” Choso felt his smile widen as he kissed your lips over and over again.
“This is the best day of my life!” And you had to agree completely, because it was the best day of your life too.
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| I’m just glad you’re okay
| criminal minds
| emily prentiss x reader
| hurt / comfort
| 1602 words
"Hey honey" Emily started
"Hi Baby, you okay? you're late where are you?" you groggily replied as Emily woke you up at 10pm.
"I'm okay, so listen I'm gonna be home a little bit later tonight okay? I'll try to be home as soon as I can it's just gonna be a little later than what I told you okay?"
"Okay Em, I'll wait up for you" you said as you yawned.
Emily could hear your tiredness through the phone as she laughed a little bit "No baby it's okay, go to sleep"
"Mmkay I love you stay safe" you replied already half sleeping.
"I love you too Y/N"
At 5am you were woken up as your phone was ringing, Emily's name flashed on the screen "Em? where are you?"
"Not Emily honey, it's JJ" JJ started.
More alert you jolted up "Jay? is everything okay? What's happening?"
"Me and Derek are coming to get you we'll explain everything in the car" your breath hitched, why were they coming for you at 5am and more importantly where was your girlfriend.
"So Emily was in a car accident and then she got concussed" you relayed the information back to JJ
"Yeah" JJ breathed out.
"Can I... Can I see her?" tears threatening to leave your eyes.
"Of course you can" JJ turned around in her seat and gave you a small warm smile in which you retuned.
"I'm sorry, family only" the doctor stopped you as you were about to go into her room.
You twisted the engagement ring Emily got you 7 months ago as you, quick with your answer you replied "I am her family, I'm Y/N Y/L/N I'm her fiancé"
The doctor who's name you leaned was Andrea gave you a warm smile with a nod "right this way" she stood back as you returned the nod and knocked on Emily's room.
"Hi honey" you spoke to her as you walked across the room to grab a chair to sit next to her bed "It's Y/N" you took her hand from her side, her body and face expressions read as if she had been sleeping for a while, she looked so peaceful so you just decided to wait for her until she woke up from the coma that you learned she was in from JJ.
"Y/N?" Emily questioned hours later pushing herself up to get to you.
"It's me honey" your hands covering her cheeks "lie back down for me" you gently said pressing her shoulders down.
"I'm sorry" Emily tearfully looked up at you.
"What for?" you scanned her face with furrowed brows.
"For not coming back earlier I-" Emily started to choke on her sobs.
"No baby it's okay I know that you're safe now and you're here with me" you replied absentmindedly running your fingers through her hair "how are you doing?" you asked already knowing the answer.
"Everything hurts" Emily replied grunting as she turned over embarrassed at how weakness was showing on her face.
"I know but you're so strong Emmy" you replied talking especially to the back of her head.
You knew this about Emily, you knew even before getting into a relationship with her that she deals with her negative emotions by compartmentalizing them, you worked so hard in the 5 years that you've known her to break those walls down and explaining that it's okay to show weakness, you even tried to convince her that weaknesses only makes you stronger, but growing up with Elizabeth Prentiss, it sure was hard to break down those walls.
Not giving you an answer but seeing her shoulders move up and down, your heart broke for her.
"Oh honey" you leaned over to kiss the top of her head "I'll be back in a minute okay, Im gonna go and see a doctor and give you a little bit of space but if you need anything just call me okay?" you sighed.
"Mhmm" she replied.
You managed to bump into Andrea, the doctor again "Hey sorry to bother you, do you know when Emily Prentiss will be able to go home?" you questioned.
"I'm sorry I'm not allowed to give that information out
"I'm her fiancé" you furrowed your brows again "Y/N Y/L/N?" you questioned.
She gave you a slight nod, remembering who you were "she can leave in about 3 hours we just have to run some more tests and then she's free to go"
"Thanks so much" you curved your lips into a smile as you left to see Emily again.
"So the doctor said you can leave in a couple of hours Em" you smiled as you closed the door.
Realizing that she didn't answer and that her breaths were small and even, you knew that she was sleeping, you walked around to the other side of the bed, Emily was facing the window which was now shining with a tiny glimpse of sunlight, you knew you had approximately an hour before Emily would wake up and be in pain again, you placed some water and her medication that the doctors prescribed to her next to you so you could give them to her straight away, you picked up a magazine and ran your hands through her hair, smiling to yourself that you knew that she was alive.
"Mmm hi sweet girl" Emily woke up groggy.
"Hi pretty lady, take these" you practically shoved the meds into her hand before she could stop you, you knew Emily wouldn't take them on her own claiming that she was "fine" and that she could "manage it"
Without a second thought because you asked her to, she took her medication straight away "we can leave in 2 hours you know" you ran your fingers through her hair something that relaxed both you and Emily before standing up to kiss her forehead, Emily's face lit up.
"We can" you laughed a little bit at her eagerness, for someone who hated hospitals she would always be in one.
After all her tests were done and she was in the clear to leave, you gently guided her back to your car and into your apartment, you made her sit on your sofa while you put on her favourite shows.
"I'm gonna make you something to eat okay? how about some soup?" you smiled.
"I'd like that" she replied, her face curving up into a little smile.
"That’s my girl" you cooed before turning your head to walk into your open floored kitchen.
Feeling as though Emily stood up and was looking at you, you spoke "Emmy I told you to sit down and get some rest" you said as you were looking for a bowl.
Usually she would've made a sarcastic remark or said something but she didn't say anything, you placed everything down and turned around, her tall slim build with a pale face staring at you, you knew exactly what was about to happen.
You sprinted over to her before she would fall to catch her, you picked her up and held her as Emily Prentiss just sobbed into your shoulders, you whispered things like "It's okay" and "let it out" while in a bone crushing hug, you knew she needed this, echos of sobs filled your apartment and you didn't once tell her off but you guided her through her sobs so she wouldn't hyperventilate, she was exhausted.
Once she calmed down you grabbed both of her hands in yours "breathe with me" you gently demanded "in and out" you smiled, letting go of one hand to tuck her hair behind her ears.
"I’m so tired" she stared at you with dropped eyes, you knew she was.
"I can't let you go to bed without something to eat but I promise you can go to sleep real soon okay?"
"Mmkay" she cracked a tiny smile
"Come on" you smiled as you guided her to your bed "Can I change you?" you asked knowing that she was too tired to do it herself, nodding gently she lifted her arms up as best as she could, you managed to get her into bed with some new fresh pajamas after about 5 minutes.
"I love you" Emily looked at you while you were in the middle of changing her, your blank expression changed into a slight smile as Emily still managed to give you the feelings of butterflies in your stomach, the same day you met her 5 years ago.
You leaned over, stopping what you were doing and pressed a long to kiss to her forehead "I'm so glad you're okay, I don't know what I would do with you" you caressed her face a little bit before carrying on with her pajamas.
"I'm gonna get you a quick snack okay so you can take some medicine and then you go to sleep"
You quickly ran to the kitchen and grabbed some food and came back up quickly, when Emily took everything you could tell she was tired, she was about to fall asleep but you could see something was on her mind.
"Talk to me Prentiss" you laughed.
"Will you stay-stay with me" she smiled lightly.
"Yeah always" you smiled as you got into bed "come here" you smiled as you opened your arms for her to fall asleep in.
She managed to get comfortable in your arms, resting her head on your head as you would occasionally stroke her hair and kiss her head letting her know how much she means to you.
#criminal minds#criminal minds x reader#emily prentiss x reader#emily prentiss x you#emily prentiss#paget brewster#criminal minds x you#emily x reader#emily x you
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HIII ❤️ I love your AU ideas! I just wanted to ask ~ how does Kaburamaru handle baby Obanai? Does he get super protective over the baby, even when the other hashira come to take care of him? Does he try to get help from a hashira when Obanai is hungry or thirsty? And when the baby is crying, does he try to calm him down with hugs and cuddles? 🥺 Just the idea of Kaburamaru being super protective and careful and caring towards little Obanai makes my heart bawl 😭 i can imagine the two being inseparable, and if Obanai is separated from Kaburamaru then he's gonna cry his eyes out 😭
hey hi anon!! sorry for the late response ahhh x_x
im so happy to hear you like my silly little au... to answer your question-- you're exactly right!
kaburamaru is extremely protective and helpful with the baby
if obanai is upset he goes to find someone to help. if obanai is hungry he finds someone to feed him
however he also tends to help in ways that may inconvenience the others. if obanai does not want to use his pacifier kaburamaru will hide it somewhere, for instance, under the porch of gyomei's estate
the serpent loves to snuggle up to him. obanai is a bit embarrassed by it but whenever he's in baby mode he just clings onto him. kaburamaru is a huge source of comfort to obanai either way
a lot of the time kaburamaru is able to get obanai to regress INTO baby mode via snuggling up to him and giving him little kisses
the hashira learned not to separate them at risk of an angry and frightened/hurt baby obanai
but kaburamaru is indeed extra careful with him... he tries not to coil around him or open his jaw around him in fear of it either scaring the baby or hurting the baby
it turns out it doesn't do either. the baby loves his serpentine friend
baby mode obanai has a habit of 'blepping' / sticking his tongue out to mimic kabruamaru. it of course makes everyone coo at the two
tengen and mitsuri also collaborated and made him a kaburamaru onesie (seen here) so they can match
it's obanai's favorite outfit
and kaburamaru's
reposting this old gem... ignore how kaburamaru is much smaller than he should be i can never get his scaling right
that baby loves his serpentine friend.... and kaburamaru loves him just as much!!! do not separate them ever
#demon slayer#kny#obanai iguro#kaburamaru#mitsuri kanroji#tengen uzui#gyomei himejima#tiny 21 trio au#art#artists on tumblr#demon slayer art#kimetsu#demon slayer au#agere#demon slayer agere#kny agere#deaging au#deaged au#askbites#artbites
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Can you do adler and makarov how they gonna comfort me? I really really need it, please make it sweet like very, am very depressed and k really need it
I’m so sorry to hear that, love, and im real sorry I took forever to answer this. I was busy with school and I had a few personal things I needed to get to before I came back to my socials. Forgive me🧎♀️
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Makarov-
Vladimir knows he probably the worst person to come to or even be around when you’re feeling down. The man knows nothing about how to comfort you, he knows he’ll say something wrong at one point. And he beats himself up about when he knows he struck a cord with you, so he often asks Yuri/Nolan if they know anything about helping and if they have any advice. But one thing for sure is he will let you tell him what’s bothering you, he’ll let you cry and he won’t say a word. It makes it a little harder when he’s traveling for work, knowing he can’t be there to rest your head against his shoulder while he wipes your tears away with his thumb. He can’t offer a supportive pat on the back or a very (awkward) tender cuddle. However, when he comes back home, he’ll treat you to a few gifts he brought back along the way. Handing you a bag as he stands there with his hands behind his back- hoping you’ll at least like what he got, which reminded him of you. Sometimes he curses to himself when the realization sets in that he actually really cares about you when he’s scrolling through his phone- shopping. Looking through your favorite comfort items, or even just anything in particular he thinks you’ll like. And he knows he can just have it shipped back to you, but he’d rather personally deliver it to you just to see that smile grow on your face. That or he just sends you money and lets you get whatever. Sits with you on the couch, watching as you go through the things he bought, silently hoping you’ll like what he got. Gently pulls you in closer as he kisses the top of your head and apologizes for how long and how far he was away from you. Whispers words of love and mainly asks himself how someone like you trust him of all people to help you during your state, in Russian
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Adler-
He knows a little more about feelings and what you’re going through. He’s more on the ‘know your peers’ side, he already gets how you feel when you have slightly smaller states of depression, if you want, he’ll let you have your space. But if he knows you really need him, he’ll let you do what you need him to. He’ll tell Woods and Mason to lay off you, gives you time off from work, he’s not one for much backlash against his coworkers. But if Hudson so much as says something he considers rude, he has no problem saying something back. Once he’s done with work for the day, he’ll come back and sit with you, asking if you’d like anything to make you feel a little better and comfortable before you both settle down. He’ll make your comfort food, offer a jacket or a shirt. Always makes sure you’re eating properly and drinking plenty of water. He knows it’s a far fetch to make you laugh and actually feel better, but he’ll be damned if he won’t make you smile by the end of the day. When night time rolls by he’ll scoot up on close to you. Asks you to tell him about your day, even if you did nothing interesting, he’ll ask you to go into detail about what you thought about. If there’s a specific memory that makes you smile all while he holds you close. He doesn’t like when you stay up late, he can see that some things are bothering you. And he hates to say it, but always tells you that even missing one nights sleep can really impact your week. He’ll make you tea, give you a massage because of how tense and anxious you get. He knows insomnia is a real pain, but he also doesn’t want you missing out on sleep. so he’ll cuddle behind you, one arm as your pillow the other- up and under your other as he smoothes your hair back. Fingers softly brushing against your temple as his legs tangle with yours, pulling you close as he keeps an eye on you throughout the night. Jumping up at anything you want or need
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♡̩͙im a little rusty but im sure it’ll all come back to me soon. Im sorry i took so long without any updates and i didnt say that i was leaving. I just thought that my work was going unnoticed and i didnt need to explain. But I hope i got a bit of this right, it’s a little sloppy and doesn’t exactly fit everyone’s bill. But send me some ideas so I know what to put down the next time i write something like this. Much love, Deacon ♡̩͙
#vladimir makarov x reader#Vladimir makarov#Russel Adler x reader#Russel Adler#call of duty#call of duty x reader#x reader#black ops Cold War#modern warfare#requests
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Can u do nikki x fem reader angst please im dying for some angst rn PLEASE
SORRY IVE BEEN SLACKING ON REQUESTS AND THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING ANGST REALLY AND I WAS ALSO HIGH SO IT PROBABLY SUCKS.
word count: 1,301
warnings: drugs, alcohol, thats kinda it, mentions of sex once.
Nikki was starting to realize he was an addict. He didn't wanna spend 5,000 dollars a day on drugs. He didn't wanna shoot up every 30 minutes and nod off. he even missed his grandmas funeral because he chose to get high. A while back he and his girlfriend of well over a couple of years (not counting the numerous breakups) argued, she doesn't come around to their house as much, and Nikki hadn't talked to Vince, Tommy, or Mick in weeks and Nikki felt like he had nobody. he had another “girlfriend” who was just his drug buddy and used the excuse of being together just to shoot up. they didn't even have sex at all.
Nikki and the chick were on the couch. Nikki was either passed out or bearly awake. there were needles and spoons around them, Nikki still had the blue band around his arm as he was laid out on the couch.
you stumbled in the house for the first time in maybe 2 weeks. the house was still a mess from all the parties thrown but that was weeks ago. you went to find him and saw him in the living room with that girl and they both looked awful, you almost didn't know it was Nikki. you leaned against the archway with a bottle of liquor in your hand. "I'm going to Vegas." you told him. why? because you felt like going
Nikki could vaguely hear a familiar voice through the fog in his brain. He attempted to sit up against the arm of the couch, his eyes slowly opening as much as they could.
“What..?” he mumbled, his eyes glancing over at you as he slowly registered your presence. he couldn’t remember the last time he saw you.
"I'm going to Vegas." you repeated. Nikki looked awful. if you had seen him like this a couple of years ago you would've taken care of him making sure he was good as new. but you've done that for years and Nikki took it for granted. you got tired of taking care of him so you stopped when he needed it most.
Nikki watched you, his eyes barely open. he tried to gather his thoughts to say something to you, but his brain wasn’t working fast enough. a couple of years ago, if you had said the same thing he would’ve jumped up and asked why, worried that something was wrong. this time he just stayed where he was on the couch, watching you and slurring his words. “For how long..?” he mumbled, running a hand through his hair.
"I dunno." you answered. "til I feel like coming back." you said and took a swing from your bottle. not your first bottle of the night.
He tried to process what you said, but his mind felt muddled. He couldn’t remember the last time you had been around. Months agoThe last time he had seen you, you guys had ended up in a big fight.
“Don’t..you…” he trailed off, not even knowing what he was about to say. he ran a hand along his face again, trying to brush away the fog. “You’re ditching me…” he muttered.
"I'll be back." you mumbled and closed your eyes as you messed with your hair "You'll be fine.. m' not your mommy." you mumbled again little just from being drunk.
That made him scoff quietly, and he opened his eyes a little wider at that. He would’ve argued with you if his mind was clear. he would’ve said things like “I never said you were.” or “I don’t need you to be.” he would’ve said those things and fought with you like usual. But not right now. he was too out of it. “What if I want you to be..?” he mumbled into his hand.
you opened your eyes and looked at him for a few seconds. "then you're a few months too late." you said quietly. not softly, but quieter. it wasn't like him to ask something like that and it wasn't like you to answer like that, but we're changing and drifting apart. the whole band was. Tommy was married to Heather, no one spoke to Vince in prison, so he didn't speak to them, and no one ever knew where Mick was.
He frowned at your words and slowly sat up all the way, his eyes looking over at you. He hated hearing that from you, but he couldn’t bring himself to argue right now. not when he really wanted to. “A couple months too late..” he thought to himself. Had things really gotten this bad?
he looked down at his arms, the needle marks and old track marks were on full display. he then glanced back up at you. “I miss you..” he muttered.
you hum and looked at the ground while you were against the archway. you missed him too. a lot. but you've tried and tried for years taking care of him, loving him through everything, and he didn't do anything. you got sick of the one-way treatment. "yeah." you answered quietly.
He sighed and shut his eyes again, feeling a wave of guilt wash over him like it did every time he thought of you. he knew he hadn’t treated you like you deserved. not always. how many times had he gotten so high and said hurtful things that he didn’t mean? how many times had he gotten drunk and ignored you in favor of a party? He couldn’t even count on two hands the amount of times he caused you to cry. “I’m sorry..” he mumbled.
you felt a pang of guilt in your chest but you didn't say anything. you looked down at the bottle of liquor in your hand. what were you supposed to say? he knows you've forgiven him each time so what's this time gonna mean? "I have to pack." you told him.
Nikki stared at you, feeling a sense of hopelessness wash over him. he couldn’t blame you for leaving and had a feeling that you weren’t gonna come back. he had pushed you away so many times that he couldn’t expect you to come back.
he was silent for a few moments, not knowing what to say. a part of him wanted to ask you not to go, to beg you to stay and not leave him. but he didn’t say anything. he wasn’t in the right state of mind to.
when he didn't say anything you started walking to the stairs, your heeled boots clicked against the tile but were muted to a thud when you walked on the carpet stairs as his eyes followed you. He watched you disappear and head upstairs to your shared room, feeling an empty sort of pain in his chest. he stared down at his hands before he looked over at the girl sitting next to him. She just sat there in a daze, completely lost in a high. He wanted to get up and go up and stop you, to beg you to stay. his mouth opened like he was going to speak, but he didn’t say anything.
you went to your room that he was sharing with his drug buddy, the room was littered with needles and all kinds of things. it was a mess. you went into the closet, got a suitcase and threw whatever you had left in the closet in the suitcase and what his girlfriend hadn't taken. you took the suitcase downstairs.
you walked with the suitcase trailing behind me. and you looked back at the living room to tell Nikki goodbye, but when you looked at him he was already passed out with a needle in his arm. you looked at him for a couple more seconds before walking to the front door and leaving.
#motley crue#motley crue x reader#nikki sixx#nikki sixx fanfiction#nikki sixx x reader#nikki sixx x you#motley crue fanfiction#motley crue headcanons#nikki sixx angst
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i loved the way you wrote ur recent toxic!dbf!biker! simon, but his actions have got me HEATED!! the AUDACITY!!! he’d never, and i mean NEVER, ever hear from me again!! i’d be praying on his downfall, though, hoping he crashes his bike and dies!!!!!
HAKDIEKRJ (this was about ‘dear john’) im so sorry for how late im responding to this but thank you so so much teehee!!
no fr. simon is not a good man in this version (i dont think he ever will be tbh. and even then, i dont want him ending up w reader bc, well, why give someone like this a happy ending? yea i love simon [OUR SIMON THE GOOD ONE] but ive been drawing ideas from irl experience so personally when reader gets out of this, no more second chances n do-overs i fear.)
AND YES! ive been a fool but NEVER LET ANYONE PLAY W U THE WAY toxic dbf!SIMON IS W READER!!!!
im giggling at u all collectively saying u hope his bike crashes tho 😭
#anon#ask#im so sorry for how late im answering asks#sm of these are buried under reqs im truly sorry#but thank you so much for still having sent it in n sharing w me what u thought of my fic! mwah i love you <3
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gonna get back into the swing of things with!! some faces I did a bit ago!!!
+ closeups and oc creds under the cut!
the welcome home guys ofc <3
some of my guys!
(Niebla belongs to both me and @akemima ! <3)
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And now, some friends’ ocs!
Lady belongs to @gremliinsart, Keira belongs to @funonion001 !!! :3
Sundown belongs to @carnivalcarrion !! <3
Damon belongs to @sammysun , Wizard belongs to @akemima !! :33 <3<3
#this was a while ago it feels SO OLD#by the way. this was hell to format. tumblr web and mobile both have skill issues idc#welcome home#welcome home fanart#howdy pillar#sally starlet#eddie dear#eddie my beloved <3 eddie my love <3#frank frankly#oh hes my baby…my babygirl…frank…#sorry i forgot how ill i am about them#laughingstock lowkey been ruining my life lately (bogs fault)#AUUUUGHHH FUCKKK I MISS STAMPS.#oh i got a stamps ask a bit ago. gonna finally respond to it#BTW: saying this now bc its been a problem with a lot of people/for a while. i will answer asks that are asks!#people popping in to say hello is always loved ofc <3 but. it clutters up a lot. if youre new/sharing kind words ill respond ofc!#but if youre in my inbox just to be there/to grab my attenion. im not gonna respond😭 this keeps happening and it makes me kinda sad idk#ANYWAY ANYWAY. not gonna waste my tags with a ramble#oc fanart#sherri stitch-up#hotel hubbub#niebla valentine#puppet oc#daiki iyer#indigo’s art#art#indigo’s ocs#other people’s ocs#puppet ocs#expression practice
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there I’m actually studying for once I have a math test on monday..math is 2nd period for me
just taking a quick break and my rushed handwriting looks like shit
we absolutely love my math teacher eugh
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your handwriting looks so tasty.
let me just take a bite outta that paper let me utilize my chompers to chew that slim sheet let fit my laughing gear around that portion
you go ceneid!! make sure to take lots of breaks and drink water, get some rest if you can. don't be an idiot and get sick again. like me. ahahsafds. dies.
( sfjasdkfj i have math fourth hour and i think my math teacher is actually insane cause he's talked about a medical history of insane people in his family he said that people who think they arent insane are insane then proceeded to tell us that he wasn't insane, we were the crazy ones here )
i actually love him though hes so silly !!!
#💬 ⌗ 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭'𝐬 𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 . . . ✧#🌱 ⌗ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐞 ! ♡#🥦 ⌗ 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫 ? ☆#wowjfldsjfsd guys look arent hte new tags sooooooo prettyytytytyttyy#how do people even retag all their posts i ain't doing that omg that would take so long#anyways#sorry for answering all these asks so late im getting back into it through queueing shit n stuff
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Hi, just wanted to pop in to say I absolutely adore your art! Your forms are so expressive and the shapes! The shapes!! And the outfits you design—oh my goodness, just phenomenal, whether they’re for your automaton au or fae or rlgl. Your art is truly magical. And I think your writing is lovely too!
Also, your rlgl au is my favorite and I just explode every time I see a new drawing or sketch for it. -points at rlgl y/n- I adore them. Also Sun. And also Moon. Just all of them and all of it.
Ope I’ve rambled a bit. Anyways, thank you so much for sharing your art and writing! Really, really thank you.
Yo i know this is like super super late but omg
Hii
Thank you so much im literally bsosvdisnwldvsuskebdkdvsjsksnjdidvslsbskebw
This means a lot coming from you especially because i fucking love! Long road ahead! I found it shortly after making my rlgl au and i enjoyed the simmilar ideas with wildly different ways to work with it. I adore your more grounded outlook on the theme of sexwork with the guys compared to my more romantic comedy kind of thing. I also adore long road ahead y/n!! And the guys too isbslqbwishslsn i am shaking you
Thank you for sharing your writing!
#omg hiii#im so sorry for how late this is#its really just i get a lot of asks and they keep overwhelming me so i freeze and answer non of them at all#im really not cut out for the social part of social media#so sorry bc i know what it feels like to send an ask just for it not getting aswered#but also you are so cool#one of my favourite writers in this fandom frfr#shaking your hand like that one office meme
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Make em go feral.
their clients are gay couple and they are more nicest people ever :] serirei so happy
#anon#ask#serirei#reigen arataka#serizawa katsuya#mp100#mob psycho 100#[gonna look back to the messages/prompts esp the old ones so if i answer it super late im so sorry ^^;;]#[also some of those i cant or dont know how to answer it but i'll keep it jic]#unless if i found it weird i had to delete that im so sorry]]
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please please please im asking because of your url, do you have/know where i can find that fan animated video where rei sounds like a heavy smoker and shes at some in-the-road cook out and asuka looks like a british hot chips girl. Rei calls shinji ugly, asuka disagrees and then realizes shinjis actually ugly and shes too good to date him. do you know what i mean? Am i insane?
i've been in one of my offline moods for a while now and mostly ignoring my notifs but I literally dropped everything to respond to this if only so that someone might see it and give an answer asap. i wish 2 god i could stand w you here as an ally and comrade but i have absolutely no fucking idea what on earth you are referring to. ill rb this a few times tho in the hopes that someone might know and drop a link. frankly you have woven a pretty rich fucking tapestry and im dying to experience this for real
my condolences:
#evangelion#nge#asks#neon genesis evangelion#ive been doing nothing but go to shows and build magic decks in my free time lately how are you all#ive been touch and go w social media for a while now ig. idk the whole thing is both overwhelming and boring#but i truly could not let this rest unanswered#......im so sorry to those whove sent asks that i have not answered i love you im giving you a cheek kiss in apology pls forgive me
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Can we have more mr. noise jam
old geezers in love (I LOVE THEM)
#odd squad#odd squad pbs kids#jamie jam odd squad#jamie jam#mr lightning odd squad#mr lightning#noisemaker odd squad#noisemaker#mr noisejam#no because theyre so. how do i dxplain fhdm i lovd fjem#sorry i answered this ask so late btw#AND BY LATE I MEAN MONTHS IM SO SORRY#my art
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my boyfriend is trans, mtf but doesn't like that i consider my sexuality sapphic. what do i do? doesn't sapphic also apply to trans men?
Ah.
Another advice ask😓
Yall i appreciate that some of you feel comfortable asking me for relationship advice or that you might be comfortable here since im an anonymous stranger etc
HOWEVER, let me be straight up honest with you— i havent ever been in an actual relationship, im a MAJOR shut in so i’m not at all up to date with all the minutiae of the queer community, full on i have averaged leaving the house one (1) single time PER MONTH for the last FIVE months
I do not want to give you bad/naive/shortsighted advice
And i promise you do not want my bad advice
I am begging you Please do not ask me for advice i am so stressed
#asks#im so sorry i dont have a response to this#it sounds like something you and your partner need to discuss#i really don’t know what to say#giving advice is something that i honestly take pretty seriously#and i really just don’t like doing it when i don’t know much about the topic or situation#so while i DO appreciate people feeling comfortable asking me things#i unfortunately DON’T feel comfortable answering#and this goes for pretty much any advice ask#if you want tips for like how many blankets to use or like how to write an essay that’s about all i got here#airing out all my current major flaws to show yall how unqualified i am#srry i am not a beautiful bookstore customer meeting your eyes across the room#i am at home being Depressed™️#yall do not want advice from me i am BEGGING you to realize you do not want advice from me#also putting myself down to make a Point™️ promise im good!!#also also very sorry i couldn’t give advice AND it’s a late response anon i hope you find what you’re looking for soon!
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anon, no no no no.
i'm not trying to be rude, please forgive me if i do. i think you have a point in general but you're comparing wrong things!?!? Dan said all that because they are this comfortable in their relationship not in spite of it. it was a part of the tour promo, i'm 100% sure Phil approved it and doesn't mind. what was his reaction to Dan wanting to fuck Connor and Tyler yesterday? exactly. idk how to explain it to you briefly. i agree with your last sentence, but for a completely different reasons. please, don't compare what Dan said publicly to stupid magazines to what he has been doing for years and is doing now. the mental gymnastics you have to go through to make sense of his interviews!! it doesn't make sense to those who don't know and it shouldn't make sense 'cause it's not their business. Dan loves attention, Dan says and does a lot of things for attention. both things can be true at once especially when you're joined at the hip and call someone the literal other half. but magazines and general public outside the phandom don't know that! it's not for them. that was his way of controlling the narrative. focus on a solo tour and his solo travellings while Phil exists and is a part of his life for so long that you forget about it sometimes. now the focus is on joint content, them doing things together with a lot of nostalgia thrown in. he is controlling it by letting it be how it was, maybe a bit more that it was sometimes.
#like. i have my doubts about opening up. i have doubts that it's necessary#but nothing really changed from how they were with each other in late 2018#i've read you ask 5 times#i'm still a bit confused because you don't use the magical m-word as one of the reason for all of it#so i'm not sure if you were implying it. calculation is kinda implying it though??#sorry about it. im not trying to be rude#answered#kinda
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You keep doing this to me- thank you. :0000
ah, sorry! I didn't mean to spam like you. it's just that basically my whole fyp is your content, so I can't help but like the posts that I see that are from you. I think sometimes I forget that tumblr gives notifications that one of your posts got a like 😅
#@allyheart707#You ask#i answer#hi ally!!#sorry for spamming you#i didnt mean to#honestly tho you have no idea how happy it makes me when i get notifications#especially asks#and especially from you#oh if only you could see how flappy my hands get when i see i got a message or a comment or a like from you#it makes me so happy#:DDD#i didnt realize how excited i could get from this#also sorry for answering this so late into the night#it's literally midnight for me#but ive got insomnia and coffee so im just gonna be scrolling tumblr and drawing all night#lol#:)
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Knight of heart if that is okay
Ok, so, I was kinda hesitant to answer this one because I have a troll in my fansession who is a Knight of Heart, but I put this off long enough so, here's the disclaimer, this might be totally stupid and inaccurate. I'll try my best but at least part of this might be biased because Tongty Honbee is my favorite of the fantrolls I already have designed, so. Here we go, I guess.
I usually start on classes, so, what are the distinct personality traits of Knights?
The main thing we know about knights is that they tend to hide things, especially about their own aspect. The knight class is an aspect manipulation class, along with witches, implying they have a unique take on their aspect. Mages and seers may understand the aspect, but knights can tame it, like a medieval knight with a steed they shall ride into battle. The knight would have a solid understanding of their aspect that would bring new ideas to light. They're not as creative as maids, but they like hearing new ideas; not that they always listen to said ideas, and especially not about their own aspect, but while a witch would understand their aspect's ability to change from the inside, a knight might distance themselves in order to get a new perspective. This distancing also makes them hard to get along with for most people; they put on a facade that lets them keep their distance, or feel like they're keeping that distance, anyways. This attempt to be someone farther away from their aspect than they are doesn't necessarily mean they succeed; in fact, Karkat himself is "too friendly" compared to other trolls, as much as he may pretend otherwise (and friendship is a blood aspect thing, as I've previously mentioned).
The knight's attempts at distance are tiring even to the knights themselves, but they do give the knights the ability to provide Hot Takes on their aspect. Honestly, I'm trying really hard not to describe knights like they're seals but I might as well indulge the metaphor of a feral wet cat, that looks like one thing (smol and fluffy) while knowing themselves to be entirely different (friendly reminder that seals are carnivorous!). I should clarify that different doesn't mean "opposite"; Seals can be both at the same time, and, theoretically, so can knights. Why shouldn't you have a great sense for irony while still being present for your friends when they need you? Why not have a temper and yet be a caring person? Why not have a coolkid persona and not have it replace your personality?
The problem with that is mainly that the knights are holding themselves back. They think, usually, that this outsider perspective on their own lives, that the distance they put between themselves and their aspect, is entirely necessary, or entirely black and white; either you're as far away as possible and doing great, or you're too close; that the distance is the only way for them to keep their power and understanding of their aspect. This is obviously not true, but knights aren't great at self-reflection, as we've noticed. So, for the knights out there, consider this a wake up call; why are you holding yourself back from your aspect? Do you really have to, or is it yourself holding you back?
... Speaking of aspect, actually, we should probably get to it. I'm probably gonna be saying a lot of stuff I already said in previous posts about heart players, but maybe something unexpected would happen and a new puzzle piece will lock into place, and I'll have something new to say...
First things first, I'll say heart is the aspect of the self, or even the soul. It's an aspect regarding identity; having a sense of self, self exploration, knowing and learning more about who you are as a person. It's also the aspect of emotions and, to a sense, truth (oh hey, would you look at that, something I didn't say before!)
The emotional aspect of the heart comes with being able to feel your emotions to the fullest and embracing them, as well as being very emotionally intelligent. A heart player can sense and empathize with their friends, and are usually very willing to listen if you need to talk, and may even help with putting names to feelings, or offering comfort if needed. They have a very wide range of emotions, which can get overwhelming at times, but they embrace it completely; they probably consider themselves sensitive people, or at least highly emotional.
The truth element of the aspect is actually a mirror to its opposite aspect, the mind. While mind speaks of objective truths and undoubtable knowledge, the heart is about subjective truth; how you feel about something, and how reality doesn't cancel out your feeling about the situation. It can be very overwhelming (and, as an emotional mind player, I can at least offer comfort in the knowledge that your truth is very valid and at least you're not stopping yourself from crying because it "doesn't make sense". We all make choices in life and mine apparently include emotional ineptitude and a penchant for tears). It's also about being true to who you are, and being unapologetically you. Loud and proud about your personal values and opinions.
Heart players are also very animated, which ties into both the previous points; they're very emotional and aren't afraid to put said emotions on full display. You're happy, and bouncing all over the place, and grinning so wide and bright it's infectious and now everyone else around you is vaguely giddy with no idea why. You're sad and suddenly the world is wilted and lacking colors, and it's like the air is as thick as honey. People notice your emotions and catch them like they're in the air. They notice when you're missing because you express yourself with all that you are, and the world around you is more colorful for it.
This also makes heart players more impulsive, though, usually when their emotions override their logic. Even those of them who pride themselves for being incredibly logical can sometimes let the world in too deep and interfere and get hurt, the moment something becomes personal.
The last part of the heart aspect is the self. The most important part; both within the aspect, and to the players. The sense of self of a heart player is their compass, and they're always looking for the right direction. Heart players like to explore, see and experience, both the world around them and who they are. They can get very intense when learning about something new, because every new passion is like a badge they can wear to say "this is part of who I am now". To them, every thought and opinion that crosses your mind is part of what makes you you, and should never be discounted. They wear every positive adjective you assign them with pride, and acknowledge the others by addressing them carefully. They strive towards self-achievement and understanding and betterment, which can look strange from an outsider's perspective but for them it's normal, and they have a difficult time understanding anyone who doesn't want to be the best they can be.
That lack of understanding of others is also just a general part of being a heart player; most people may see you as intense or awkward at first, because different people have different priorities in life, which, well, of course, you may say, but you still don't really get it, even if you do respect the fact that maybe, for some people, their relationship with themselves is at the core of all their values. If you know there's someone you're gonna meet, you may prepare some questions; simple "getting to know you" icebreakers, supposedly, but the further you delve the more obscure or specific your questioning becomes, which can throw people off; not everyone can offhandedly answer questions like your favorite breed of cat or what they'd most like to have a collection of if they could. To a heart player, these are questions you ask yourself and carefully collect the answer to into the marvelous patchwork of your personality, an opinion you hold that, combined with all your other ideals, makes you your own, unique person.
As such, they're also very decisive people, who form an opinion and hold onto it like it's their defining characteristic; because every characteristic is defining to a heart player, and all those traits can only make up one person who cares so deeply about things like the name of a childhood plush or how many teaspoons of sugar you put in their tea, and that knowledge can make heart players very detail-oriented, in the way where they want to know everything about you that you'd be willing to tell them- it also makes them great at understanding interpersonal relationships between any two people; because this person is a cat person, while this other person actually does have a favorite dog breed, so they're going to have disagreements in a work scenario but be good friends if they aren't (I'm very much extrapolating; I'm no heart player, I could be completely wrong and hyper dog fans can entirely get along with cat people, who am I to know?)
(yes, that last paragraph is shamelessly stolen from my last analysis. I'm tired and it's still entirely correct so I'm just reusing this. Also helps make sure I'm not too close to this because the aspect analysis is half stolen from my previous one!)
Well, all that out of the way, we can combine the class and aspect to understand better the Knight of Heart.
A Knight of Heart hides their heart; be it their true personality, or their feelings for others, in order to understand emotions in other people. They're explorative and try for open-mindedness but constantly miss the mark when it comes to social interaction. A knight of heart might be trying so hard to distance themselves from their aspect that they become obsessed with who they are and how they're not what they "should" be, for example.
They might market themselves as patient while inside their emotions are a whirlwind, and only break down willingly to a few people. I imagine they're the type to be proud of any adjective given to them, so much so that their black-and-white thinking implies to them that that means they cannot be anything that may contradict said adjective (see; the seal metaphor).
A Knight of Heart may have similar characteristics to a prince of the same aspect, if only because knights hide who they are, which is a major part of this aspect. However, unlike a prince, who destroys themselves unwittingly, a knight would just hide. They know who they are, or who they should be, incredibly well; they just have a reason to believe that they shouldn't show that to the world.
(Bonus content under the cut? More likely than you think!)
Decided to show off my single art piece for my knight of heart fantroll and also give a tiny ramble about zem!
Meet Tongty Honbee, a selectively mute purpleblood who only has the courage to talk through ventriloquism, which, coincidentally, is also a thing ze found thanks to zir best friend, the indigo scriptwriter who was originally my trollsona (who has also evolved beyond that and now needs a new name and design... why am I doing this to myself).
Tongty is a bee themed troll, zir sign is the honeybee waggle dance pattern and zir clothes are all striped (even the clown makeup is hexagons). Ze talks with a lot of made up sign language and even more body language, much like how bees communicate via a dance... Ze also has a pale crush on zir best friend and is content to not ruin a perfectly good friendship for a chance at a moirail... which is how I ended up classifying zem as a Knight of Heart :3
(Extra design notes, because I won't talk about it anywhere else: zir horns are based on bee antennae. Ze's signing the sign for "happy" in the drawing :D the name Tongty originated with the phrase "tongue tied"... I have more but they're really small things, like how I had to tweak zir colors 8 times because the stripes and fluffy collar for the jacket keep reminding me of Mina Ashido from MHA and I don't even watch that show)
#knight of heart#heart aspect#knight of heart analysis#homestuck classpect#homestuck#classpect#classpect analysis#art#homestuck trolls#troll oc#Im SO sorry about how late it was I got preformance anxiety this was sitting half finished in my drafts for a month now-#anyways hi if somehow reading that entire post wasn't enough and you're in the tags I've ran out of asks to answer plz send more
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