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*dawning realization that I write too much. I say too much. I need to share my wonders and I don't know how to say it without too many words. Making the essence of those words muddled and inaccessible just because of their complexity and length. But I do not know how to convey it any other way. Words are not enough and they will never be*
#writeblr#spilled ink#spilled thoughts#spilled words#i write too much#nurodivergent#<-- I feel like this sort of thing is because of this#I will never be able to properly explain to you my wonders because you cannot feel what I feel#it is both wonderous and wierd#at times a bit frustrating#because how can I know if we feel the same#how do I know what to say?
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Danny walked down his street with both a sense of wonder and dread. Nothing looked like it was supposed to. People were walking around with wierd looking phones in their hands that were all screen and no flip. Where was the number pad? How were they supposed to make calls? Cars looked completely different than what they did just yesterday, and there were many homes and businesses that were new or drastically changed. His own home had looked abandoned, like nobody had lived there for years. Dust and cobwebs covered every surface, and Danny had to put in the security code just to get into the house. Hell, even the lab was locked up. The lab was NEVER locked up. His parents would come and go from it too often to justify locking it. This could only mean one thing.
Somwthing had happened to put the house into Lock Down.
Lock Down mode was a feature the house had never used before, but it was something his parents had repeatedly told them about, especially as the ghost attacks grew more frequent. He input the pass codes and pressed his hand to all the bio-scanners he needed to to get the place running again. The protocol also makes the house attack anyone or anything that tries to enter with extreme violence unless they're a Fenton, so everyone in town knew not to approach the place when it was like this.
He ignored the weird sound of the scanners cleaning his handprints off the machines and the little mechanical arms retreating back into their hatches as he sat down at the family computer and powered it up for what looked like the first time in a century.
Wait.
As it turns out, he was kinda right.
He doesn't remember how it happened, but Danny Fenton has woken up over 200 years in the future.
Numbly, he began looking up the people he knew, Jazz, Tucker and Sam had all lived long, fulfilling lives, doing thier best to keep the search for Danny Fenton alive for decades before finally giving up. Seeing their obituaries was too much for him, and he had to step away for a while. Heck, even Vlad had grown old and passed away.
Which leads to the big question. What had happened? It couldn't have been time travel or else his friends would have been able to go through the Infinite Realms to time travel as well. Between int Infi-map and that stupid booomarang they should have found him by now.
So...what happened?
The good news is that there was now an entire league of superheros who might be able to help him. They even have an emergency and non emergency call number!
#dcxdp#prompts#fanfiction prompts#danny phantom#danny fenton#justic league#danny is so confused yall#he has no idea what happened
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Hi Neil,
I was wondering if you've had a chance to see the Totoro or Spirited Away stage versions? I took my (21yo) daughter to see both and they were magical.
Totoro was full of school kids who really loved it but there were hardly any at Spirited Away despite it being a Saturday matinée. OK the story is a bit more challenging than Totoro but there's a section in the program that says Miyazaki wrote it for 10 year old girls or everyone who once was a 10 yo girl.
I really hope girls (and boys) are still discovering nitty gritty, wierd stories like Spirited Away and Coraline.
Keep on doing your bit. And thanks for everything so far.
Purplewillowchicken.
I saw and loved Totoro on stage. I hope I'll get to see Spirited Away.
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What we know now, after they have started MS
This is a short post, because life is a lot right now and i have very little emotional energy. But this felt important, so here I am.
Tonight I revisited an older post and realised I'd never completed the thought process i began there...
When Jimin released his solo album, FACE, I wrote this analysis post.
Part of that analysis talked about my impression of JK's backing vocals on Letter.
We had seen Jimin's Production Diary, and based on the clip of JK in the recording studio I thought he didn't know he would be asked to sing backing vocals.
Here's a screen grab of that post:
After watching the docuseries, BTS Monuments: Beyond The Star, we know that was correct...
It was a surprise to him when Jimin asked him.
In fact both aspects of that prediction were right, he didn't know about the song at all.
I have two questions:
Why would Jimin have kept the song a secret from JK?
And
Why wouldn't Jimin himself ask Jungkook to sing it? Why get PDogg to ask him? Jimin was RIGHT THERE.
Actually, make that three questions.
Why did Jimin scurry away as soon as JK asked to listen to the song?
Jimin earnestly said, "I made a fan song", while holding Jungkook's face in his hands.
That's such an intimate gesture, by the way. If my Best Friend held my face that way while they told me they'd done something, I'd take it to mean that the something was significant for/about me.
Jungkook asked to listen to the song, and Jimin... vanished. He retreated to the sofa to sit out of Jungkook's line of sight.
He's suddenly shy? Shy of Jungkook's reaction?? Wierd, but ok...
Unless the song is REALLY significant to JK....
In short, yes, it is REALLY significant. We already kinda guessed that right? But now, in light of their situation, it's more significant...
So, Jungkook recorded his part of the song.
Lets think about the lyrics...
Bear in mind this was written and recorded long before they had confirmation that their application for companion enlistment was successful...
These lyrics are even more significant in that context.
Plus
This is the part of the song that's in banmal. The switch from polite to familiar signals a change in the relationship, (I wrote about that in a previous post) and since Jimin always talks to ARMY politely, we can asume this part of the the song (at least) is directed at... someone else 👀
"We dont know what the future holds, don't worry I'll stay by your side."
Now consider that Jimin has written these words for not only himself to sing. He's asking Jungkook to sing them with him.
He's asking Jungkook to sing this love song with him.
With no hesitation, Jungkook says yes. He does the recording there and then.
And when JK is finished recording...
He tells Jimin that the song is really nice. Immediately, Jimin is a limpet. He's all over Junkgook like he's made of Velcro. A stark contrast to his earier behaviour when his vulnerability made him scurry away.
Jimin jokes that Junkgook should record a message for ARMY and Pdogg calls him out on that lie. Of course JK refuses. "It's your song." he tells Jimin.
Jimin is pushing his luck here, first asking JK to record a message, and then asking him to claim ownership (or share responsibility) for the song.
Jk has no trouble saying no to that.
It seems like more than a meaningless joke to me. One of those suggestions alone might be, but both? It left me wondering if Jimin suddenly felt scared that he was revealing too much with the song?
I'm kinda impressed that JK, for all his love and support, wasn't prepared to rescue Jimin from his choices. He simply, but gently, said no. It tells me a lot about their relationship.
It also tells me a lot about both JK's honestly and his belief in Jimin.
eta, I was tired and once my thought bubble popped i just hit 'post' and fell asleep. But it's exactly a year since Jimin released FACE and i think it's a pretty cool coincidence that i came back to this randomly on this day.
Happy FACE day, ARMYs. 💛💜
#jeon jungguk#park jimin#jikook#kookmin#국민#true love#bts jimin#jungkook#bts jungkook#bts enlistment#park jimin letter#letter for army
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I saw Makima and Denji reader and I love both of them.
Can I request Kishibe reader.
Like somehow he died and come to hell and surprise some of sinner of his strings.
Then watch this anime for 2 years now I forgot a bit about them but I do remember him.
Being Kishibe its basically being a badass sinner!! I dont remember his demon contracts but had to do something with knifes at least.
Dam! | Various x Kishibe!Reader |
Warnings: HH Violence - Cursing - Blood - Mentions of Alcohol and Drugs - Smoking - Grammar Mistakes- AngelxHusk - Valentino gets his ass beated up (just a mention) - PLATONIC
Being woke up with a headache was normal for you, your diet was basically alcohol at this point in your life. Then again to live in this kind of work you had to have one adicction or two.
And your was alcohol.
However this did not felt like these headaches, no this felt more like a fatal one.
You cant remember how it had happen but you were for sure killed by a demon. And what did you get back after years of working to protect others ? Oh yeah, dying alone and also being woke up in the middle of what could have been the apocalypse with the red sky and screms.
Fucking fantastic
You noted move on the side and quickly draw out your knife trowing it at the whatever was making that noise. It was more a reflex you were suprised you still could use your old demons powers.
As you walked to see what you had catched you found a pink creature with one eyes and horns.
Wierd
"Hey....where its the nearest bar?"
You needed a drink.
~☆~☆~☆
"Hey! You wont believe this" Angel said to Husk once he enter the Hotel, the biggest smile on his face, something strange to see since everybody knew he had been having a hard time with Valentino.
"No, i cant see the future" Husk responded in a joking way preparing a drink for Angel.
"A sinner basically destroyed Valentino's bar...well one of them, not the point!! And He was there and this sinner just...basically just humillated him like it was nothing" Angel said his smile getting bigger and bigger as he told Husk. "And that sinner did this crazy move, like they kicked Valentino's face and then took their drink from the air!! It was pretty hot to see"
Husk stared back, wondering if Angel had too much alcohol or had used some new drugs but no, he seemed normal. However, a sinner just basically cleaned the floor with Valenino? He may not be the strongest however not anyone can take him down.
~☆~☆~☆
"I cant even have a drink at peace" you said now walking down the streets, others whispering about you then leaving quickly.
"Hello there friend!" A voice said making you see a deer demon? Well you could not care less and passed by him, ignoring him.
Alastor's eye twitched but he stayed calm turning towards you.
"You did put a show, you know? All the city its talking about you!"
"I dont care about that" you stated looking at the deer that kept smiling.
"Well, it centraly does catch the interest of some...dangerous fellas" at this you simplely rolled your eyes making Alastor want to take them out "But lucky you i know a place where no one would dare to go against you!"
"I dont need that"
"Oh trust me....you do"
~☆~☆~☆~
By telling you that you could stay for free and have food you accepted his offer not shaking his hand and just following him. Alastor noted how despiste your lay back self you were actually very wary of others.
He was so interested in you.
~☆~☆~☆
To Angel you were his new favoite person and hero. Not everybody would dare go against Valentino and most ended being intoxicated with his own drug. But you? Oh you were different.
Of course Angel followed you around like a lost puppy making Husk jealous, but later when Husk found out your drinking habit you both bonded over it.
~☆~☆~☆
Charlie was just happy to have another sinner at her hotel, you seemed cold and distant but she could still see that you cared.
Just days after being there she found her girlfriend and you training in combat together. Vaggie did struggle a lot to get an opening on you as you just defended yourself with a small knife.
"How can you-" Vaggie could not end her speech as your knife passed her defense and stopped just a few inches away from her good eye.
"Your left eye its your blind spot. You have a good defense but you still leave an opening there" you pointed out drinking a bit and letting Vaggie absord the information. "You also need to be quicker"
~☆~☆~☆
Once the older Overlords got the news they shared a laught. It was not a secret that they did not like the V's. So your fight and the lose from Valentino had made them take a liking towards you almost inmidiatly.
Alastor took you to one meeting and during all of it, it was them asking you about your powers and such. Of course you said little to almost nothing only staying back to ask Carmilla about her weapons and how you could get one.
"If you need someone to be killed and not be connected to you, thats my line of work"
And thats how you ended with some blades made of angelic power.
~☆~☆~☆
#hazbin hotel x reader#hazbin hotel x you#alastor x reader#lucifer x reader#hazbin hotel lucifer x reader#carmilla x reader#charlie x reader#vaggie x reader#angel dust x reader#husk x reader
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Okay so I’m back for another SAGAU request if you don’t mind..😊 Basically another situation where the Creator descends to Teyvat blah blah blah… But instead- they came back as a child?! The Archons and others found this weird at first, but tried to adjust to this. But the thing about (Reader) is that they aren’t from our world, they’re from a world where monsters and such exist, and they kill those monsters even at their young age. (Reader) was confused at first, and tried to get used to it, but was pretty excited when they found out monsters and such existed, as they excitedly liked to run off and kill monsters while some Archons will be chasing after them telling them to slow down. Though one thing about (Reader) is they judge everyone. And one thing they’re most confused about is people’s physics, like the characters that are extremely strong and fight. (Reader) always comes up to certain characters and asks “Why are you so scrawny? Where are your muscles? Don’t you train?” (Yes this was one of the first thoughts I had thought of when I saw certain characters in Genshin Impact🥲) Like for characters like Wanderer, Xiao, Diluc, Zhongli and even other female characters as well! (Reader) would even ask them to eat with them, because they worried that they needed more protein to become stronger and build more muscle. Though I’m not even sure if muscle = strength in Genshin Impact in general. Some characters were shocked to say the least when they saw (Reader) a child in like a T-shirt, and they have like the most muscley arms😭Or they ask questions like how EI can pull a sword from her boobs.
And every character since their weapons somehow magically appear and disappear, which (Reader) was fascinated with since their weapons have to be on their body, because they can’t summon weapons.
Hope this request isn’t too wierd!
-🍉 Anon
Ok 🍉 Anon, let's start with the Archons. I'll be using the characters you mentioned because this is fucking awesome.
"Why are you so scrawny? Where are your muscles? Don’t you train?"
Venti
He just stares at you
Then laughs
He explains that as a bard, he doesn't need to have muscles or train
He enjoys the starry eyed look you get whenever his weapon just appears and disappears
Your monster killing makes him very worried
Everything you get somewhat close to a monster, Venti will lead you away until someone else kills it
But he is also very proud of your strength
Will try and teach you how to summon weapons, with no luck
Zhongli
Old man chuckle
Doesn't take the question seriously
He'll just pat your head and tell you it's his secret
Whenever his spear appears and disappears he also loves the starry eyed look you get
Your monster killing will be the reason he dies of a heart attack
Please child, don't kill the old man
He treats you like his own grandchild
Would have Xiao train you if you went so young
Says he'll teach you how to summon weapons when you're older
Ei
She turns the question on you
She then make you train with her
Your monster killing both frightens her, because she doesn't want you to die but on the other hand it's impressive
Face goes red when you ask about her boob sword
Tells you it's an Archon power
If you ask why you can't do that, she'll just say go ask your mother Yae Miko
Has Sara train you sometimes
Has tried and failed to help you summon a weapon
Nahida
Laughs
She doesn't see the point of muscles without brains, plus she is young, ever for an archon
You're both similar age
Would summon her weapon just to see the stars in your eyes
She thought you two had a similar personality, until you killed a hilichurl that was gonna attack you both
In shock
Told her friends all about and now your Sumeru aunties and uncles were fussing over you
Will help you find someone to teach you weapon summoning
Furina
She says something about not needing muscles
Get a self esteem boost whenever you look at her weapon in wonder
She thinks you both don't need to have muscles because you have powers
The first time she sees you kill a monster, she stares in silent horror befoe telling Neuvillette what you did
Now, you have two powerful beings who are overprotective of you
Will definitely try to teach you weapon summoning
Wanderer
Gives you a look of indignation
Just says it's none of you business
Gets smug af whenever you get excited about his weapon summoning
He doesn't want to tell you that he's a puppet
First time he sees you killing a monster, he smiles
Proud that you're so strong and will train you just to spite Ei
Will get frustrated that you can't summon weapons, even when you train with him
Xiao
He doesn't answer, he has no idea himself
I think it's because his adepti form is a finch
When it comes to your monster killing outside: 😐 but on the inside: 😨
Treffied of you getting karmic debt and that you would get hurt because of it
He is horrified at your monster killing
He sees you as a sister sometimes and well, we know he has trauma
He gets a small smile when you look on in awe at his spear summoning
Will train you in order to protect yourself
Diluc
Asks how you know
To be honest, he could have muscle because he swigs that damn claymore around
Is protective of you because to him you're, small bean
When he sees you kill a monster, he world is shattered
Will get mad and will make you promise him to stop killing monsters
When he finds you breaking that promise, he sighs and gets mad
When you look up in awe at his weapon, he feels a bit happy
If you ask, more like beg, him to try and teach you weapon summoning he'll give in and try
#genshin fanfic#cult au#sagau#creator!reader#sagau lore#genshin x reader#genshin impact x reader#child reader#Child creator reader
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episode 100, mr raven what the fuck
obviously since i'll be talking about episode 100 i'm going to just put it out there that if you haven't read episode 100 yet then do not read this. then again, this is all in vague reference to the episode and i'm mostly just using bits and pieces to back up my previous idea.
(this is taken from ep 99 pls chill i'm not dishing out spoilers)
anyways, if we continue to ep 100, we see MORE EVIDENCE FOR THAT WIERD DEER THING BEING THEO.
"and for you, especially" shouts to me specifically about this. as previously stated, i have the most insane and stupid thought that the weird deer-monster-bone-tree thing from episode one (you know what i'm talking about), is theo's spectre.
as stated before, the most compelling evidence i have for this is the fact that theo was known to hunt deer a lot, and the thing we see in episode one looks a lot like a deer skull, just with loads of red eyes placed into the cracks and such. and we know from the first episode that it seemed to flock towards lenore and annabel. or at least i think it sort of seems to go towards them.
and you, know i could've been wrong– except look at this from ep 100:
now, obviously the first part practically proves the fact something is following lenore, and that this something is (potentially!!!) theo's spectre. but i think what proves it more is what mr raven says next.
"close as a second shadow"
someone on tumblr (i cannot remember who) pointed out that annabel and lenore's like fates are almost reversed? and how lenore who once had nothing to loose now has everything, and annabel is vice versa. and you know, first of all, amazing take. delicious. fantastic. whoever this was, please please please make yourself known to me pookie i'm gna worship the ground you walk on because you've given me thoughts !!!
from this "second shadow" talk, i wonder if the idea of reversal spreads through more than just lenore and annabel's relationship. in life, theo was the star violinist whilst lenore was the accompanist, the piano player.
musically, lenore was his shadow.
of course, this is a very generalised take. as somebody who plays both piano and flute, i'm not going to go out and say that the piano player is just background noise when it's a duet, but more often then not the piano stands aside so that the violin (in these situations) can shine.
n life, lenore lives behind theo's shadow, and when he dies she's haunted by it.
when she looks in the mirror, she sees theo as she cuts her hair. she sees him everywhere. in his life, she was the the dark shadow that loomed– but in death he always behind her, always the dark looming figure that follows her. her guilt binds with his memory and forms that dark looming thought that nobody wants to discuss.
and so, to me, it makes perfect sense that this little deer-tree-bone-monster thing is theo.
but then, obviously, as i look at all of this, there is the glaring question of why in the first episode this monster looked like it really wanted to chomp on lenore and annabel's limbs. and you know, typically, siblings don't want to cannibalise each other.
i see your point, and i respond back with these three panels:
lenore goes on to explain that their bloodline has been plagued by madness, misfortune and death. then, take a look at what the raven says of how spirits "oft" are "driven to madness" by their desire for souls.
i think this connects, because idk i just think it does. could be totally wrong, but i think (???) theo (???) somehow escaped to try get back to lenore and go to the threshold (???) but got trapped in that spooky place, and his only defence left was his spectre (???) and so, by staying in it too long, he too was "driven to madness" which probably wasn't helped by the vandernacht curse (???). he might be half forgotten in his own mind, but he knows one thing right now: he wants to find lenore, his sister. he might not remember her as his sister, but he knows her name and an image is there in her mind. so when she arrives, he must get to her.
anyways guys, that's it. ignore me. i yap a lot. i know i don't know a lot and i'm sure there's a few fastpassers out there who are laughing because i'm being silly, but let me delude myself :)
#nevermore webtoon#nevermore webcomic#nevermore#lenore nevermore#annabel lee nevermore#lenore vandernacht#theo nevermore#i am singlehandedly adding to this tag#this may be riddled with typos#episode 100 damn fr
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In my mind Luffy x Reader
Nickname mentioned is Je, in which you can replace with your own.
Summary: You linger in Luffy´s mind
The scent of breakfast lingered in the air, which woke your boyfriend up. Not noticing you sleeping on his chest, his opened his eyes and jumped up, grabbing his Cardigan and dashed outside.
Yawning, you woke up to see yourself alone, door wide open. Standing up, you grabbed your red cardigan you got on the last island. Slipping it on, it slipped from your shoulders, making you groan.
So you decided to knot the sleeves around your chest, making the end flow perfectly over your body.
Nodding, you walked into the kitchen, seeing your boyfriend gulp down everything in his range. "Morning", you yawned and sat down next to Luffy. "fu fu fu, so tired?" "I was woken up aprubtly", you admitted. "Did you two had a long night again?", asked Franky. "Franky, pls be quiet", said Usopp and Nami nodded.
"Yes! It´s so wierd! It feels like my friend fucked my sister!" "You see me as your sister?", you asked the navigator, who blushed softly. "Why yes! You´re my baby sister! You do so so SO much for me! You´re the best!" "OI!" "Be quiet!!!", she shouted and the boys went silent. "Thought so!"
Seeing you laugh made Luffy happy, a warm feeling spread over him. How your mouth turned upwards and how happy your closed eyes were.
Turning to him, he held his breath as you showed him a soft, loving smile, it send shivers over his body.
Lieing on the Sunny, Luffy breathed out, his Finger gliding over his lips, drowsy eyes fluttering shut.
He remembered all of your kisses, your hands on his body, your laughter and your smile. A blush covered his cheeks when he thought of you.
How you helped him with his nightmares, how you explained him things, showed him stuff. He knew.
He knew He found his forever person. Sitting up, he cupped his cheeks, blush spreading over to his neck.
He saw how you two spend nights together, secret night Snacks and fun.
"Mmmh!!! I love her so much! Damn it!!! I love you!!!!", he shouted out as"If you mean something different than meat I'll be dissapointed", laughing, you stood on the edge of the stairs, making him turn around, grinning. "Je! I love you!!!", he said with love-sunken eyes, blush clearly visible.
"I have a drink for you. You're my taste tester" "gimmie!!!!", he made grabby hands and you sat next to him as he took it, nestling in between your legs, head on your belly and his strawhat on your head.
"Like a halo!" "I'm not an Angel. I don't see wings" "Goddess then"Luffy laughed and sipped on the drink. "Mmh! Good!"
Drink empty, he turned around to snuggle into you, smiling content with happiness. Taking a deep breath, eyes closed…something was not right.
"Why you smell like me?" "Wha?", you chuckled at him, stroking his cheek. "Yeah! You smell liie meat! And you never smell like meat. What did you do?" "Nothing I swear"
He sniffled you again and…"The Cardigan" "wha?" You took a whiff and blinked. "I believe I wear yours" "AH! No wonder that mine was so small!"
You looked at each other before bursting into laughter, the both of you feeling dumb but ever so happy.
#luffy#luffy x oc#luffy x reader#luffy x y/n#monkey d. luffy#one piece#straw hat luffy#anime and manga#blushing luffy#blush blush#happy luffy#luffy madly in love#green flag couple#cuddles
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Random 9-1-1 Thoughts
Listen, I love Buddie. I've been a Buddie clown since Eddie's very first episode. Buck made a face at Eddie getting dressed, Whatta man played and I went "...well shit" as my fingers took a life of their own and started writing fic.
I also adore BuckTommy, Or TEvan or whatever wierd name we're going with. The chemistry was beautiful, it felt natural and passionate in a way none of Buck's previous relationships have and I am HERE for it.
But if we are going to get Eddie having a sexuality crisis of his own...
Do you know what I'd like to happen? For Eddie to be somewhere on the Ace spectrum. whether sexual or romantic or both.
The man who has only really felt comfortable both romantically and physically with his late wife who was his high school sweetheart.
Who forms strong platonic friendships that to most outsiders might look romantic or flirtatious in nature, but the concept of which never crosses his mind.
Who moves too fast and fails to let that bond develop, or pushes himself into doing what society/family expects of him and then wonders why he ends up having literal panic attacks.
This man says he hates being forced to date, who stresses about performing normally on them. He judges his eligibility with women based on how much time he wants to spend with them, based on the idea of them, how much his kid likes them, not because they're attractive or he feels a connection with them. Who complains that sex complicates things, who gets teased mercilessly by the others for not being good at dating or knowing what to do. Who freaks out at the idea of being set up on dates and then promptly drops said blind date like a hot potato and yet somehow ends up with a new friend.
I'd adore for Buddie to go canon.
I'd adore for BuckTommy to remain canon.
I would go feral for Queer Platonic Buddie (maybe with extra Tommy) where Eddie comes to terms with the fact he's not broken or weird, that he's perfectly fine just the way he is, that he doesn't need to follow societal norms and can get everything he needs from those around him without having to throw himself into something alloromantic/sexual.
I also really feel like I need to write this so...I guess it's on the list haha.
#rintrash#9-1-1#Eddie Diaz#Evan 'Buck' Buckley#Buddie#Tommy Kinard#BuckTommy#I am an acespectrum!Eddie truther#Whether thats ace or aro or demi or gray etc.#I see so much of myself in him at times#This is just me rambling haha#Feel free to ignore me
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|| male!Yandere x gender neutral!reader ||
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tw: yander tendencies (but still pretty tame, this is basically how it all started), awkward moments, embarrassment, low-key stalking (?)
Note: My first ever Story/writing!! hope it's not too long! This is the story on how you met Fabian! You can consider this part 1 and maybe there will be multiple more, depending on how this will work out! Hope you're ready for him ;) Oh, and English is not my first language, so sorry for any spelling mistake or errors! Hope you enjoy ~
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You met him on the train.
Well...not really "met". You see him there nearly every day while going to work. You both were just strangers taking the train, like everyone else. At first, you didn't even notice him, as it was still pretty early in the morning and you just wanted to listen to your music.
You don't really know when it all started. Looking back at it, it all seems so silly...Was it that one day when you randomly just noticed his sloutched form, barely keeping himself awake in his seat, and you thought "hell yeah, same bro."? Was it that one day when he took the last seat available and you cursed him in your mind? Was it that one day when you awkwardly made too much eye contact with him, because you were still salty for the other day?
Or maybe it was the day when you both sat across from eachother, knees barely touching eachother as you try to keep to yourself in your comfort zone. You notice he does it too, trying to make space so his legs doesn't bump into the stranger sitting across from him. "This dude has way too long legs...". Or maybe it was the day you notice his hair, somehow always styled and nearly sitting on his head. "I wonder what shampoo he uses...I want fluffy hair like that..."
Nonetheless, you notice him more. It's not in a creepy way, you say. You're not attracted to him or anything, you just go to the god-awful place you call work and notice him on your way. It's not like you always notice him, just sometimes when you both take the train. Sometimes he's there, sometimes he isn't. He's still a just some stranger after all.
You bet you're not the only one that does this - I mean, it must be pretty common to compliment somones style in your mind, right? When a stranger has a cool backpack, or an aesthetic outfit, or a really cool hair colour - You just appreciate somones style quietly. Nothing wierd about that. It's not like you judge them - they can wear whatever they want - not your problem.
Maybe you're just too shy, too anxious to say anything or strike a conversation. The mere though of complimenting some stranger you never met out loud is making you cringe in embarrassment. You'd rather down a whole soap bottle than embarrass yourself.
So imagine you, and "Train Guy" (you started calling him like that in your mind), sitting across eachother one morning, and he got that one jacked you always wanted. It looks so new and it fits him perfectly. "He could become a model..." you thought, as you feel a little bit jealous that you don't have the money to spoil yourself like that.
Your glances were noticed by him, to your horror. Well, you were pretty obvious, admiring the jacket and looking at it like some gourmand steaky. He thought you were wierd, he felt a little self conscious under your gaze, honestly. He guessed you know the brand and how expensive it is. Still, he felt your staring is a little rude.
As you met eyes, you both kinda...stare? You have a suprised look, brain probably short circuited because it's still too early and you were just cought red handed. He on the other hand has a kind of glare, also too tired to deal with social interaction, trying to read you with his gaze so you stop staring. Yet you both just have a small... staring contest? You both don't blink. You're freaking out on the inside. "What is this situation??? oh god ohgodohgod- this is so embarrassing-" You look away but still feel his gaze on you. You take out your phone to distract yourself but as you glance back up, you see him still staring. "OHGODOHGOD-"
He notices your flustered state, your red face and how you fiddle with your phone. "ah shit" He thought. "Now i was being rude...god damnit" He let's out a yawn as he finally spares you and starts to be on his phone too. "sorry about that" he apologiesing to you in his mind, hoping he didn't look too intimidating. "they were just looking...oops" he thought to himself, he probably traumatized you.
After a minute, you both accidentally look up and made eye contact again, and simultaneously looked away instantly. You both cursed in your minds as you feel embarrassed with yourselfes. This interaction will haunt you for the rest of the week.
You don't even know if you're ready to face him the next morning, the incident still fresh in your mind. You thought, maybe you should skip the train and take the next, but your boss will probably gut you alive if you arrive late one more time. Sighing, you try to grow a backbone and forget the incident. Surely he doesn't remember?? I mean, you just made eye contact, right?? Just a staring contest that lasted nearly a minute with a stranger on the train, nothing too strange, right??? hahahaha....
Wrong.
"Oh, it's that wierdo again", Fabian notices you. You probably haven't seen him yet, maybe you don't even remember him? "Ah, we're talking the same train...? Have they always been there?" He thought.
You check your phone and change the playlist, something to calm your nerves, while looking up to see the sun barely rising. You absentmindedly glance around the other people waiting on the station, hoping, praying, he's not there.
God must hate you in this life.
You met eyes again, and by dear god you needed a goddamn break. "HE'S HEREEEEEE OH GOOOODDDDD, NOOOOOOOO". It took everything in you to not bolt and jump into the fastest driving car available in that moment. "HE DEFINITELY REMEMBERS AAAAAAA" Your social anxiety screams.
Based on your reaction, Fabian guess you do remember, and you do recognise him. He just hopes you don't start to stare at him again, he'd hate for that to become a habit. Yet you didn't. You did the opposite.
He guesses you're the type of person that holds a grudge, or something like that, as the next few weeks it seems like you go out of your way to avoid him.
Yeah, he did start to notice you every time, and yeah, he did start calling you "wierdo" in his mind. (just like you call him "Train guy") He did kind of judge you, you could say. The way he sometimes stares is as if he's trying to read you. You kind of cougt his interested...
especially after you gave up your seat so two little kids could sit with their mom and play with their stuffed dinosaurs. The mother apologized and wanted to make one kid sit on her lap so you could sit down again, yet you reassured her it was fine, even though Fabian notet you looked pretty exhausted. He nearly wanted to offer his seat, instantly scrapping that idea in his mind.
Another time would be where you absentmindedly trapped your leg to the rythym of the song you were listening to. You were looking at your phone and smiling a little bit, probably looking at something that you enjoy. "You're probably in a good mood, huh?" Fabian noticed that day how your hair was a little messy...and there were bags under your eyes.
There was also times you would meet eyes and you would instantly look away. Did he impact you that much?
It got more bearable after some time, you stopped being petty and anxious. After weeks, you kind of moved on from the incident, trying to just forget about it. You still cringe at the memory, but because of the current workload your boss put on you, you have other things to worry about than the Train Guy. For example: your sleep schedule.
The stress got to you, and after a whole all-nighter, you felt like passing out. You only got about one hour of sleep, involuntarily, as your body gave in. Because of that you were about to miss your train. You sprintet to the station as fast as your body allowed, without throwing up your last meal you had from yesterday. Your heart was racing, your legs hurt and you feel a headache incoming.
Right before you, you see the train, it was right there. But you were too late, as the doors start to close. With the last willpower and strength you could muster in you, mostly driven by fear from the wrath of your boss, you try to still catch it, stop the doors from completely closing so you could still hop on.
You didn't made it, but Fabian did, as he held his arm to the doors so the sensor activates and opens up again. The train was stuffed, but you didn't care as you hopped on, taking a much needed breath, and giving the strange that helped you a quick "thank you". It was stuffy and you could barely freely move, having a backpack right in your face to your right. You move yourself to the left, facing the stranger that helped you, as the doors close.
After a few more breaths, you lean yourself onto the door for stability, trying to not pass out as the headache finally kicks in. You kept your gaze down and stare at the ground. "Wait a minute..."
You recognise those expensive shoes!
You look up slowly, dreading the face of the stranger in front of you. But alas, it's him. Train Guy. In all his glory as he too, looked up and made eye contact with you. You actually never were this close to him. You notice a beauty mark and "Blue eyes..."
"What?"
...
Oh.
You said that out loud, didn't you?
Your brain must be as slow as a snail this morning as you still stare at him wide eyes. He thinks you must be crazy or something. Why must you be so cursed? This is the worst morning in your life.
"N-Nothing!" you choke out after a few moments. You look like a mess. And feel like one too. What's even worse is that you got nowhere to hide. "sorry..." is all you could muster.
After your apology he takes in your appearance. He gives you a whole one over before contemplating his choices. You look terrible, to put it midly. You definitely saw better days. He noticed this week, day after day, you seem to be more stressed, more messy. Its not his business though, never was and never will be. So why....
"Are you...okay?"
So why did he ask?
You look up again, even more suprised than before. In Fabian's eyes, you look like a fish right now. Your brain is turning it's gears as you blink multiple times at him. "Is he.. striking conversation?? Seriously?"
"Uh...uhm- Huh?"
"Are you okay?"
He repeats himself, fully doubeling down. He's committed to this, huh?
"Uh...yeah...?" You gulp, wanting this to end, desperately. You're definitely not prepared for this right now.
"Are you sure?"
"God, please spare me!" your mind screams. Why does he care? Do you really look that terrible?? You could cry to be honest.
"...Yeah...? Uh- just...just stressed, I guess? uhm..."
He narrows his gaze as he takes your whole appearance in again. You look down yourself, hoping you didn't accidentally go out in your underwear. Nope, just the same outfit as yesterday.
The train stops at another stop and you go out the door, making space and waiting outside so people can leave. As the last person exists, people start going in the train again. It's a little less crowded, but you still end up in front of Train Guy. Fate really hates you. Atleast you got more space?
There's a silence between you two. You're not really sure if he's gonna say anything again or if you should say something. Is the conversation over? What even was that? After a few moments, you take a breath and collected you last pice of sanity. "If he can play this game, so can I"
"...What about you...?"
"Huh?"
"How...Uhm-How are you? Are you okay?"
Now he's the one flabbergasted, looking at you wide eyed. In your eyes, he looks like a fish right now. Fabian honestly didn't expect you to ask that. He's stunned for a moment, furrowing his brows. "...You care? While looking like...this?"
"Uh- yeah, I guess. Just a little tired."
He gave you a small, confused, and awkward smile. You notice his beauty mark again. You gave him a small, exhausted smile in return, trying to strike the final blow to the painful conversation.
"Glad to hear... And uh, thank you again, for keeping the doors open. And for... asking."
You could say you gave up at this point, giving him a genuine smile while thanking him. Your shoulder relax, as you headache slowly leaves. Only your legs are hurting now, besides maybe your pride.
Fabian feels his worlds move a little slower while looking at you smile. His breath catches in his throat, as he notices how the morning sun wraps around your messy clothes, hair and face, giving you a slight glow, and making you look less terrible than before. "Wow...that smile suits you"
"Y-You're... welcome..."
He can't help but smile too, feeling proud of himself. He hopes he made your day a little bit better. After a nod, you start too look out the window in the door, finally letting yourself rest. Fabian kind of doesn't want to look away, yet he forces himself, as he looks out too, trying to find something to distract him from the strange feelings growing in his stomach.
"Maybe you aren't such a wierdo after all..." he thinks, stealing another glance at you.
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“Your Cute” S.M
Song Mingi x Fem!Reader
[Synopsis]: Mingi and you don’t have the best relationship, so Mingi decides to do something about it.
[CW]: unprotected sex, hate sex, smut, clueless!reader, tsundere!mingi, switch!reader, switch!mingi, riding, overstim, edging, praise (pretty girl, good girl, pretty, good boy, beautiful), a LOT of begging, aftercare is mentioned, mingi panty stealer, oral (f and m receiving), fingering (f! receiving) , mingi being pussywhipped
[WC]: 3.5k
NSFW ‼️ MDNI ‼️
You don’t know how you got here. It just happened. You hated this bitch until the earths end, hated his guts even. And it’s not like it wasn’t reciprocated, he didn’t favor you either. You tried to be nice but he was just stuck up and didn’t like you for whatever reason. No matter how much you tried to talk to him, he would just blow you off or act like you weren’t there. It pissed you off…to no end. You didn’t know why he didn’t like you and it made you dislike him more and more.
It was a regular day, arguing with Mingi. Todays debacle started because he wouldn’t move his legs out of the way so you could sit down with him, San, and Yunho. He kept insisting that he needed leg space and his legs wouldn’t fit under the table, which wasn’t true because Yunho was taller and managed to fit just fine. Kicking his legs out of the way and sitting down anyways just caused more problems. You were in an intense screaming match until Yunho just screamed “Oh my god shut the fuck up and kiss” and the whole table went silent. After that Mingi looked at you and just got up and left, as usual.
Since that day Mingi wouldn’t even bother with you, just either doing what you asked or avoiding you completely. He wouldn’t speak to you, look at you, not even acknowledge your presence and just walk away. It was wierd, so you asked Yunho about it. “Yo what’s up with your friend?” You asked him while you both were chilling at McDonalds. “Who, Mingi? I don’t know he’s been bitching so bad you’d think he had a pussy.” He let out with a grumble. Letting the topic go, you both went back to Yunhos dorm that he shared with no other than Mingi himself to watch a movie.
When you returned to the dorm you saw Mingi on the couch, doing whatever. “Hey we’re gonna watch a movie, wanna watch with us?” Yunho asked him, sitting down on the couch and passing Mingi the happy meal he had requested. “Mm, sure, I’ll stay.” Mingi grumbled out while getting comfortable in his chair. You go and sit opposite of Mingi on a seat next to Yunho and he turns on the movie.
About an hour into the film Yunho gets an emergency call and has to go, leaving you and Mingi to watch the movie alone. Fully expecting Mingi to get up and leave, you start gathering your things to head out. “Where you going?” An unexpected voice asks you. You wonder why Mingi even cares so you turn and look at him to say “I’m leaving.” He stands up walking towards you, tilting his head to the side and mutters a small “Why are you leaving?”. “Well it’s obvious you don’t want me around.” You mummle, looking him up and down. Mingi walks towards you completely standing directly in front of you and leans down. “You’re cute but like really dense you know that?” He says while smirking at you.
You don’t know what he could be thinking so you let out a small “What do you mean?” And in response he grabs your face and pulls you closer to him, wrapping his other arm around your waist and boring into your wide eyes. “The reason I’ve been avoiding you doll face,” He starts, staring deep into your eyes, “Is because I’ve been thinking about what Yunho said…and the more it comes to mind, the more I wanna fuck you until your begging for me.” He finished his sentence. You’re too stunned to even respond. “I think..” he continues again, before ghosting his lips over yours, “..we should take Yunho’s advice.” He says with a devilish smirk on his face, searching your face for any and every reaction. “Yunhos advice?” You question, confused on what he meant. Then the realization hit you like a 10 ton elephant. You went wide eyed and scanned his face to see if he was kidding or not. He wasn’t.
You cant lie to yourself, Mingi was fine as hell. He had a small slutty waist any woman would wish for and arms men with they had. He was tall, cute, and incredibly sexy. So of course you wanted to fuck him, who wouldn’t? Just because he’s a dick, doesn’t mean you cant admit that he has a big dick. Because you know he does…you just do.
“You serious, Mingi” you laugh before looking in his eyes. Not even a second after you finish speaking you feel two soft lips on top of yours, kissing you gently. You lean into the kiss and Mingi moves his hand from your face to the back of your head and pushes you closer into him. After a good 15 seconds he lets go and licks his lips. “I’m more than serious, doll.” Mingi breathes out before moving both hands down to your waist and pressing you into him. It’s only then you notice the solid feeling on your thigh, looking down seeing a semi-large tent in Mingis grey sweatpants.
Your breath hitches and you look Mingi in the eyes. “Didn’t know you had the hots for me, Mingi.” You smirk. Before you know it you’re lifted off of the floor and instead in Mingis arms, his big hands squeezing the flesh of your ass and large veiny arms wrapped around your thighs. He lets out a deep chuckles before coming close to your face and whispering, “You don’t even know doll face.” With that he starts walking you both to his room and leaving hickeys all over your neck, creating constellations of lust as you start removing articles of your clothing, leaving you in a bra, your skirt, and your underwear by the time you reach his bed.
Mingi roughly drops you down on the bed and starts to remove your skirt while you lift his hoodie over his head and throw it elsewhere, leaving him in a tight black tank top and grey sweats. Slowly, he kisses up your legs, licking and sucking all over your skin and leaving hickeys and marks all over you. He kisses up your stomach to your clothed breasts, reaching behind you to unclamp the bra and throw it elsewhere. You’re left in front of him with just your lacy white panties on, incredibly wet because of the man above you. He looks at your breasts and his mouth ghosts over one nipple, taking it into his mouth sucking and biting on it. You lowly whimper and his eyes dart up to you, watching your face as it contorts in pleasure, causing him to groan and move to your other nipple.
His hands move down to your waist and he wraps his arms around you completely before sliding your legs down to meet his clothed cock, pressing it against your clothed cunt and slowly grinding himself against you. You moan loudly and squirm at the friction of his hard dick against you and the feeling of him abusing your hard nipples. As you writhe in pleasure he tightens his arms and firmly holds you in place, lifting his head to your face. “Don’t run from this dick baby, take it like I know you can~” he says to you with his voice deep and eyes hooded. You breathe heavily at his foul mouth, grabbing his hair and slightly tugging on it, causing him to groan into your nipple.
After a long grueling 5 minutes of Mingi teasing and licking every part of your body possible he lifts up from you and starts taking off your panties, not throwing them anywhere, but placing them in his pocket instead. “Don’t worry, pretty girl. I’ll keep these safe for you” He says to you before inching down to meet your cunt, marveling at the sight. Your too dazed my his constant teasing to even consider speaking so you simply sit there and watch him.
“Damn, this pussy’s beautiful.” He sighed. He leans in and give your cunt one small kitten lick, causing shivers to erupt through your whole body and a soft moan to escape from your lips. He continues to softly lick and kiss at your pussy, never doing anything more or less. After a few minutes, you were unbelievably horny and in need of more than what he was giving you. “Mingi, stop teasing.” You whimper out, lifting yourself up on your elbows. “Oh baby, you’re gonna have to work for an orgasm. Beg for what you want.” He huffs out, looking down at you with a shit eating grin on his face.
You look up at him confused. You were never one to give up your pride, doing anything and everything else possible to get your way without begging for anyone else. Well, that wasn’t about to change today, you didn’t care how much you wanted to fuck that boy, humiliation was not your game.
Looking at him with a smirk, you take your hand and reach lower down your body until you reach your clit, slowly starting to rub yourself and softly moaning. You slowly pleasure yourself shamelessly as Mingi just watches with one eyebrow raised. Soon, you take two fingers and insert them into yourself, moving them at a speed that can get you moaning. “Mmh~ fuck Mingi~” you moan lowly starting to move your fingers faster, trying to get to your orgasm yourself. As you fuck yourself, you moan Mingis name, not stopping as you’re close to your orgasm.
Right when you’re about to go over the edge, Mingi grabs your hand and forces it out your your leaking pussy, looking at your fingers covered in yourself. He lets out a dry chuckle before pulling his dick out of his sweats and slapping it against your pussy, rubbing it up and down the folds. “That was quite a show pretty girl, but now it’s time for a real performance~” He lines his cock up to your entrance and forces half of himself into you without warning, taking your fingers that were formerly inside you into his mouth sucking them clean. You let out a loud moan at the feeling of him stretching you out, his thick cock already reaching where you need him. He lets out a groan with you, relishing in the feeling your tight and wet cunt gives him, wanting to fuck you dumb but holding back so you can adjust to his girth.
After a few seconds you press your thighs together to feel some friction for them to immediately be forced back open as Mingi starts moving at a regular speed, slowly pushing more of himself into you as he thrusts. You’re completely delirious, only feeling his thick cock pump into you and hearing the wet sound of your bodies meeting. He leans over you and you notice he has a chain on, it dangling from his neck moving every time he moves. He’s looking down at your fucked out face, smirking at how out of it you look. “Dick got you silent huh, baby? It’s that good?” He teases. You’re too gone to even think about responding so you let out a small moan and nod your head. “Fucked you stupid huh? Going dumb on this dick aren’t you pretty?” He questions, picking up his pace even more.
He keeps fucking into you, gripping your thigh tightly, his stainless steel rings leaving an indent on flesh that’s bound to bruise. He starts going faster and rougher, making the bed hit the back wall for everyone else one the floor to hear. You both moan loudly, unable to silently handle the pleasure. Just as you’re about to meet your release, Mingi pulls out. “Oh no, doll face, I want that pretty pussy cumming on my mouth.” His hard and wet tip leaking pre cum as he slaps it on your pussy one last time before bending down and grabbing your thighs, pushing you forward. He throws your legs over his shoulders as he meets your cunt, wet with your juices and his pre cum. You feel his hot breaths against you, slightly mewling in pleasure. “What a pretty little thing” he breathes, looking up at you and winking before going right in, licking and sucking all over you. His tongue flicks at you clit, sucking and abusing it. You moan loudly at the feeling, grabbing on to his hair and pushing him into you. You lock your legs around his head and he groans into you, the vibrations causing you to shiver. He grips your thighs tighter and brings them closer to his face, basically choking him. You get worried that he might suffocate between you and try to loosen up but he doesn’t let you, only pulling you in further.
You feel the pit in your stomach build up again and you tug at Mingis hair harder, shaking and squirming as his big arms keep you still. “Fuck I’m gonna cum~ don’t stop please don’t stop~” you moan, unable to get through a work without moaning in pleasure. Mingi speeds up his pace, abusing your clit even more than before and eating you out like he’s starving, kneading your thighs and groaning against you. After one last lap at your pussy, you let out a string of moans and your release hits you, your body shivering and shaking at the force of your orgasm. Mingi continues to lick at you, riding out your orgasm and slurping up all your wetness.
He releases your thighs and you fall limp, sprawled out across the bed, eyes glossy with lust and body still twitching. He gets up and you see his face covered in your juices as he wipes his face and licks his lips, moaning at the way you taste. “Good girl finally learned how to beg,” he begins, running two fingers along your pussy with his saliva and your cum on it, “You taste so good pretty girl” he laughs as he licks his fingers clean. He leans down and starts messily kissing you, transferring the taste of his saliva and your cum into your mouth. He groans against your mouth, fondling and squeezing your tits as you grab the back of his head and kiss him deeper, moaning as well.
You both let go of the kiss and you look down at his cock, painfully hard and leaking pre-cum still. “It’s your turn, baby, let me make you feel good~” you say to him as you reach down, grabbing his cock and stroking it slowly. He hisses at the feeling and squeezes his eyes closed in pleasure. You let go of him and push yourself up, turning him over so that you can get on top of him. You pull his sweatpants and his boxers off of him, throwing them across the room. You take his cock back in your hand, jerking and stroking it at a moderate pace. You hear his quiet moans of pleasure and a smirk adorns your face. “Don’t hold back, baby~ I wanna hear all the pretty sounds you make~” You tease, jerking his cock faster.
He lets out a loud moan at your increase in speed, hands clinging to the bed and his head rolling back. You lean down and kitten lick his top, blowing on it afterwards. It causes his body to shiver, a loud whine coming from his lips. “You sound so needy, you want me to make you cum? Milk you dry? Have you screaming in pleasure?” You question as you roughly jerk at his dick, finger running over the tip. “Y-yes, I want you to make me cum so hard~” He whines, desperate eyes meeting yours. You go down on him, sucking and bobbing your head all over him. Since he’s bigger than you can take, you use your spit and lubricant and get whatever doesn’t fit with your hands. He groans loudly at the feeling, your warm mouth around him. He lets out soft whimpers and whines, sounding like music to your ears.
After a while, he starts to jerk into your mouth, dick twitching. You know he’s close to his release, so you lift your head off of him, leaving his cock twitching. “No~ why’d you stop I was so close” he whimpers out. You take in his fucked out face, his cheeks flushed and a layer of sweat sticking his hair to his forehead. He was truly beautiful. “Because good boys beg for what they want~ and you’re good aren’t you?” You whisper to him, straddling him on his stomach and holding his face.
He nods hastily, bringing a his hands to your waist and caresses you slowly. “Yes, I’m a good boy~” he mewls, his cock rutting into nothing. “Good..then beg me to let you cum~” You laughs, pressing your hands against his solid chest, playing with his nipples. He lets out a loud whine as you pinch the bud, rutting his cock even more. “Please make me cum, please I’ll do anything, fuck~ I just wanna cum for you~” he whimpers. You smile in satisfaction and lift yourself up to line up with his cock, sitting on him entirely. He lets out a deep moan and squeezes your waist, nails and rings marking the skin.
You instantly bounce up and down on his dick, not giving him or yourself a chance to adjust. He whines and moans loudly, rutting himself into you while cursing and moaning your name. “Yes baby, fuck me like that~ use my cock please~” He groans, slamming your hips back down on him. “Fuck Mingi~” You scream in pleasure and grind against his dick. You feel his cock twitching inside of you as he slams your hips down and uses brute force to keep you there as he paints your walls with his cum. He whines loudly while his cock twitches in you, riding out his orgasm. As he comes down from his high, you decide to mess with him more. You start riding him again, this time trying to get yourself off. “W-wait~ wait baby, I-it’s too good~ I c-cant” He whines, tears falling from his fucked out face. “You can and you will, don’t you wanna be my good boy?” You taunt, grabbing his face and kissing him softly, wiping his tears as he looks up at you desperately.
“Y-yes~, I’ll be your good boy~ mmh~” He sobs, nodding and looking into your eyes. You kiss his cheek and whisper in his ear “my good boy~” continuing to ride him, so much of his cum spilling out of you and leaking on your thighs. You place your hand around his neck, not choking him, but just placing it there. His hand meets yours and he tightens your grip, making you choke him. You do as follows and a smirk creeps into your face. “My baby likes to be choked huh? You like that?” You question, squeezing harder. He lets out a loud moan and nods, crying in pleasure.
You feel your orgasm approaching and you ride his faster, slamming your hips onto him. His eyes roll to the back of his head as your cunt squeezes him, tear stains coating his face and your hands around his neck. With one last thrust the knot in your stomach snaps and you squirt all over him, cum coating his dick as you moan loudly. You sit on his dick and ride through your orgasm, both of your bodies sweaty and wet as you kiss up and down his neck and wipe his tears.
Once you’ve composed yourself, you lift yourself off of him and look at his cock, twitching and leaking. You lean down to his dick and take him into your mouth as far as possible, deepthroating him. “Fuck~ mmh~” he groans, grabbing your hair and beginning to fuck your face. He’s dangerously close to his second release, body shivering and face looking completely fucked out. You jerk his cock and suck on his tip as his dick jerks. He lets out the prettiest whimper as he finishes for the second time. You take all his cum into your mouth, some of it dribbling down your chin, still jerking his dick as he rides out his orgasm.
After he’s calmed down, he raises himself from the bed and kisses you gently, holding your waist and pushing you closer to him. “So, you still hate me?” He whispers looking up at you. “Because I never really hated your cute ass~” he finished, slapping the flesh of your ass and smiling at you. “Hm, I suppose not,” you begin, shrugging and wrapping your arms around his neck, “But next time don’t wait to put that pretty dick to use~” you say, before laying on his chest and falling asleep.
He laughs at your fucked out state and lifts you up to go clean the both of you, handling you with care. He takes both of your clothes to the wash, sitting your panties to the side for a souvenir. He washes you both and changes the bed sheets before bringing you to his bed and falling asleep with you in his arms.
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You know I was thinking, how will Luffy about turning 20 and 21? Because when he turns 20, he wont be younger than Ace anymore, and when he turns 21, he'll officially be older than he ever was. Similarly, how will Law feel about turning 27 and becoming older than how Corasan ever was? It's something that was in the back of my mind. I knew some people who lost certain loved ones who were older than them, and when they got older than them... it just felt wierd, that's how they describe it. Bittersweet some have told me.
(Sorry in advance if this makes you sad)
I would yell at you and be angry at how sad this thought makes me, but on the other hand, I just love angst a very insane amount, so this is exactly the type of thing I absolutely love.
I think that Luffy doesn't focus much on age. He focuses on birthdays, of course, I think he'd love birthdays (both for the food and the meaning behind it. I personally think he loves throwing big birthday parties for the crew members because he likes celebrating that they're alive and growing together. Especially when it comes to Robin, Sanji and Brook tbh). But I think he'd feel uneasy when somebody makes a comment about how old and tall he's getting. Like, Sabo would make an innocent comment like "You're growing up so fast, Luf!" and Jinbe (for example) would compare him to Ace the way everyone does, with a proud smile and saying "You look so much like your brother, captain! Might even get taller than him!". And Luffy laughs at that because he's supposedly over Ace's death. He should be. But after a long while thinking about it in the middle of the party, I think he'd start wondering about growing up and the fact that he's getting older than Ace. That Ace will never experience growing up with them. That Luffy never got to spend his last years together because they were apart living their own adventures. And, you know, the fact that he's already accepted his death doesn't mean it doesn't hurt to feel older than your older brother. I think Sabo would notice right away that something's wrong and ask what's going on. And Luffy would just say something like "Ace was twenty when I let him die" (he still has to fix the wording. It's a work in progress) and Sabo understands because now Sabo can't argue against Ace about who's the oldest. Now Sabo is the oldest. And Sabo would try to make things better by placing his arm around Luffy's shoulder and saying: "Well, if it makes you feel any better, just think about his face if he knew you might get older than him! He'd get soo pissed about it! [...] And he'd be so proud of you for growing up, Luf. He'd be so happy, with that big smirk of his and the dumb tilt of head, y'know?". And Sabo just has the right words to make Luffy feel better about growing taller and older than Ace, because he knows that if he's looking after him somewhere, he's smiling wide.
I think the Law thing is harder than this. Because for Law, growing up older than his own father makes him feel guilty. Survivor guilt complex type of shit, you know? He got out of there alive but Cora-san didn't and... And it's just fucked up and unfair and Law just fucking hates this specific birthday. Normally, he doesn't care much about growing up and his birthday, but he ends up having fun because it's just impossible not to do so when Shachi, Penguin, and Bepo always want to throw a party for him. But this time, when he realizes he's getting older than Cora, it hits him. Like a fucking truck. Because he doesn't feel mature enough. He doesn't feel like he has done enough stuff for Cora to be proud (which is stupid because Cora would be proud of him but, y'know, Law's thoughts). He doesn't feel like he deserves to grow up older than his own father. It'd be a hard thing to swallow, honestly. I think he wouldn't stop repeating the words "I love you" in his head, mixed with "Don't try to find a reason for somebody's love" over and over again, trying to make everything better. Because he knows he's acting stupid. But he just can't get over the fact that Cora was this young when he acted like a whole father to him. Law doesn't feel half as mature. But then Bepo (because he's just like that. Caring, loving, Bepo) says something about being glad Law is alive and with them, and it just shatters Law completely. I think Bepo would stay with him for a while in his room until Law just stands up and says something (very softly and trying to keep the waters calm, bc he knows how Bepo is) about throwing a little party. And I think that comment would make him feel a bit better, because Cora fought for him to be alive. He shouldn't waste the gift Cora gave him.
#i am very sad now in the best way thank you#somehow i managed to turn this into hurt comfort yayyy#monkey d. luffy#revolutionary sabo#portgas d. ace#rip ace he was so hot#asl brothers#trafalgar law#bepo one piece#donquixote rosinante#rip cora-san he was so hot too#one piece
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Dare, part 3
Part 2 Part 4
A new chapter of the smut series is here! Thank you for all the support on the last two parts. This part is written in both Chishiyas and the readers pov. When you see ”——” it means that it changes pov. When you see ”————” it means it just jumps forward a tiny bit in time.
I’m writing and posting this on mobile so I apologize for any wierd formatting.
Disclaimer! This is pure smut and very nsfw. Stay away if you’re not of age or if you don’t like to read about it. This is fiction. Be safe and use a condom irl.
Tags: @chishiyashoodie @jimingotjams
Chishiya was rarely a man on a mission but the time he spent trying to figure out how he could get a hold of sex toys were taking up most of his time right now. He could ask Kuina, but he would either have to tell her that he was going to use it on you, himself, someone else, or maybe that he was planning on gluing them to some of Niragis guns (which honestly sounded like a great idea for a later date). Either way, he was never going to hear the end of it. So that option was a no. Then there were the option of just asking the Hatter if he had some. If anyone would have a stash of toys it would be him. But that was also a clear no. The third option was to actually go and look for a store, and even though it was the most bothersome one it was the only option he could stand. So the next time he had to go to a game he decided to leave early and walk through the side alleys of Shibuya until he found one. And he actually did. Who knew that whoever created this world would keep sex shops in it? It was the first time he was in one and he was almost too overwhelmed with how many things that actually existed within the world of adult toys. Dildos in shapes and sizes he couldn’t even imagine, vibrators, rings, ropes, handcuffs and so on. Just the variations of lube to choose from was endless. He ended up picking out some of the simpler stuff, things that didn’t seem too complicated to use. He grabbed it and a handful of batteries and then hid it in a backpack that he later left outside the game area so that no one would see him carrying around a bag of dildos. He’d rather die than face that scenario.
When the game was over and he’d made his way back to the Beach he was exhausted, but put his remaining energy into getting back to his room unseen. One good part of making everyone dislike him was that nobody would ever stop to talk to him, just like he wanted. As soon as he got back to his room he locked the door, turned on the bedside lamp, sat down on the bed and got to work with figuring out how everything he brought back with him worked.
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Finding you was easy. You were usually either in your room or on the roof, looking out over the city and trying to get away from the reality you all were in. He always started with your room, and today, once again, he found you staring at him with that wonderful, annoyed sigh coming out of your mouth when you opened the door to see who was knocking on it. He had really gotten in your head and he enjoyed it immensely.
”What do you want Chishiya?” you asked while he pushed his way between you and the doorframe without even thinking about asking if he could come in. He kicked off his flip flops and walked towards your bed.
”I took up on your offer and found some stuff” Chishiya answered with a smug face as he put down the backpack on the bed.
”My offer? Stuff?” you questioned to the sound of him openening the zipper. You turned around to face the bed and was met with him turning the backpack upside down and a flood of sex toys falling onto your bed.
Chishiya turned his gaze over to you. The face you were making was great, confused and shocked, but with a hint of amusement your eyes.
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”What the fuck, Chishiya?” You could barely believe your eyes but you had to admit that you were curious. ”How? Why? When?” you asked, trying to take it all in.
”I found a shop on my way to the game last night” he started explaining, like it was the most normal thing in the world. ”You said you’d use them while I watched if I got some for you but I don’t know what you like so I got a few for you to choose from.” he proclaimed while pointing at the colourful pile he had created on the bed.
”A few? There’s like twenty of them there” You didn’t have to count to know that there were an excessive amount of dildos, vibrators and other stuff laying on the foot of your bed, spread out in all their glory.
Chishiya smirked as he sat down on the bed and waited for you to come over.
”So, which one - or ones - do you want to start with?” he asked, leaned his head to the side, and patted of the bed to signal for you to sit down.
”Okay, first of all, who said that I was going to use any of them?” you stated as you started to make your way to the bed.
”You did. You said that you’d show me as long as I didn’t make the toy myself. I didn’t make any of these so that deal is done.”
”You… I said I might use them. Might” you crossed your arms over your chest in an attempt to look more assured but in reality you were just trying to grasp the situation. A rainbow of pleasure was layed out in front of you, and you had to choose if you wanted to try it out in front of the man you couldn’t stand most or the time, or if you wanted to throw him out of the window.
In the corner of your eyes Chishiya looked up at you, eyes dark and curious. He already knew that you would say yes, the glint in your eyes said it all. He just needed to coax it out of you. So he said, with that low, dark voice that he knew that you couldn’t get enough of:
”Then which one might you use for me, y/n?”
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How did you end up laying down on the bed with your head on a pillow, in your panties and with a dildo in your hand? To Chishiyas great pleasure you gave in as soon as you heard that voice again - the fucker knew that you had a soft spot for that voice, even though it’s only been a few days since the first and only time he’d used it. He was of sitting on the egde of the bed with a front row view of your body and what would soon be the greatest show of his life.
”Aren’t you going to take those off?” he questioned and pointed at your lacy underwear still secured on your hips. The rest of your clothes were already in a pile on the floor but somehow you hadn’t mustered the confidence to take off the last piece.
”Mhmm” was all you could answer, still trying to get over the feeling of embarrassment that was occupying your mind. You had chosen to go with what you knew, a pink dildo type vibrator, smooth with a bent end that were there to put pressure on your g-spot inside of you. It came with a bunch of vibration settings and you had experience with them all, considering that you owned your own copy of that particular toy back in the real world. You held it with a crushing grip while gathering courage. You wanted to do this. You wanted to show Chishiya what he was missing out on. You wanted to tease him, cry out his name while he couldn’t do more than watch you. You wanted to drive him mad and then push him away to get a taste of his own medicine. However, the though about being watched like that was making you shy. Masturbating wasn’t new to you but it was still very private and not something you’d just share with anyone.
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Chishiya sensed your hesitation and decided to try and ease your nerves. He moved from the edge of the bed and sat down next to you, legs crossed in front of him with one of his knees touching one of yours. He started by caressing your thigh, his hand soft and warm, leaving a burning trace after it when he moved it over you, from your knee and up to your hip. He squeezed the soft skin of your waist and then left a feather light scrape of with his fingernails over your stomach. He traced the goosebumps he created, using just the tips of his fingers to create even more of them. Then he moved down to the lace trim of your panties. He slipped his thumb right under it and ran it from one side of your hip to the other, never inching closer to where you wanted him but never going further away either. When he reached your other hip he removed his hand and shifted so that he could hover over you and placed a soft kiss right below your belly button. He kept kissing you, all over your stomach, chest and right under the curve of your breasts. Your body, and mind, relaxed under his warm lips and the ends of his hair that were tickling your skin whenever he moved. You ran your fingers through the soft strands, a gentle and caring touch that always took Chishiyas breath away. He was used to being treated roughly, his whole life had been pushing away feelings until he became numb. Sex was just sex, touching was just touching. There had never been anything more to it. But whenever you did something so small, so gentle, he couldn’t help but to let himself enjoy it and feel safe for a second. He wasn’t much for intimacy but you were helping him to open up to it bit by bit, even if he tried his hardest not to.
Chishiya left one final kiss on your sternum and sat back up again, watching your body move after him while he did so.
You were beautiful like this, completely submissive to his touch and ready to be molded into whatever he wanted. He was in awe over how trusting you were when it came to this. You were strong and nobody could cross you if you didn’t want them to. You were respected by everyone. Chishiya had seen it as a challenge to break you, to see that strong facade shatter, but no matter how much he had tried you were always a step ahead of him. You saw through the manipulation and the games he tried to play. He never thought that it would be so fucking exciting to have someone not fall for his mind games. You challenged him. In the end you were the one that got in his head, not the other way around. Yet there were this side of you that only he got to see. Vulnerable, intense, trusting. You gave yourself to him, not just with the physical part of the sex but the mental part of it. That was why he kept coming back. And now you were going to surrender again, and he was so turned on by it that it was almost painful.
”Chishiya…” Your whisper snapped him out of his thoughts and he met your eyes with his. Moving his eyes to your center he swiftly pulled your panties down your legs, making sure to drag his nails along your thighs as he did. Before the panties even hit the floor, he spread your legs, got inbetween them, leaned in, and buried his tounge between your folds. The mewl you let out went straight to his cock, making it strain against his swimtrunks even more than it already did. He tasted you like he was starving. Long licks followed by circles around you clit, just to go back down and tease your entrance and then do it all over again. You were so warm and wet against his mouth and the way that you rolled your hips against him while frantically grabbing his hair just fueled him on. He kept going, making you fall closer and closer to the edge that you were searching for. Every gasp and moan was like music in his ears, and he was the one playing you like an instrument.
He didn’t stop until he remembered why he did this to begin with - to get you to finish this yourself.
With a smirk he sat back up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand while watching your heavy breathing and body shaking under him.
”I dare you to show me what you look like when you think of me doing that to you”
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Fuck it, you thought as he watched you with that intense, confident stare that told you that he knew that you would take up on his dare, he was just waiting to see how long it was going to take. You put your foot on his stomach, which was unfortunately still covered by the hoodie, and pushed at him. He got the hint and moved back to the edge of the bed again, still sitting with his legs crossed and facing you. The smirk on his face grew bigger with every second and you couldn’t wait to get it off of him.
You sighed, moved around a bit so you laid comfortably with your head on your pillows and your knees bent. He had a perfect view of you and you kept reminding yourself not to be embarrased and instead give him more than he could ever dream of. You were going to blow his mind.
You started by slowly dragging the tips of your fingers over your stomach, moving your body with them just to show off, and by there way he looked at you it was working. His smirk was gone and his dark eyes were intense, and moving between your hand and between your legs like he couldn’t decide what he wanted to watch more. When you got to your mound you let them linger there, just for a bit, just to make him impatient enough to want to move your fingers by himself.
”I’ll do this on one condition” you said breathlessly as you kept inching your fingers further down, still not touching where he wanted you to.
”And that is?” You could tell that he was struggling to keep his composure and it gave your confidence another boost.
”You can’t touch yourself unless I tell you so” you continued. He put his hands in his pockets as a gesture.
”Good boy” you whispered. You weren’t sure if it was your praise, your fingers finally moving to your clit or a combination of the two that made Chishiya stop breathing for a second, but it didn’t matter. You fluttered your eyes closed, started moving one of your fingers in a circle around your clit and let out a needy moan. Your other hand was still gripping the toy but you didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of seeing that part yet.
”I always start with my fingers” you informed him. This was going to be fun. ”I keep wishing it was your fingers though. They feel so good against me.” Chishiya swallowed hard.
”I want to get myself so wet that the toy slides right in. Just like your cock does.” you hummed, moving your fingers down to your entrance. ”Like this.” You slid two fingers into yourself while moaning quietly. You started to slowly thrust them in and out while pressing them upwards. ”I can never reach properly, your fingers feel so much better. They’re so long. So good.” you continued. When you opened your eyes you knew that your tactics were working. Chishiya was breathing faster, his chest rising and falling in a hurry. His hands were still in his pockets but you could see how hard he was holding his fists.
You removed your fingers and held them up so that both you and him could watch the wetness caught inbetween them as you inspected them.
”You always get me so turned on, Chishiya” you murmured while you were drying your fingers by dragging them along your inner thigh. His breath hitched at the sound of his name as he followed the wet stripe your fingers left on your soft skin. ”I have a toy in the real world, one just like this one” you continued while holding the dildo up to show him. His eyes sparkled with curiosity. ”It helps a lot when there’s no one there to fuck me”. You put it between your legs and ran it along your folds, getting it nice and wet. Chishiyas eyes followed it like a dog follows a treat.
”I wish it was warm, like you are” you purred, eyes on his. ”But putting it in, just like this,” you slowly inserted the dildo, closing your eyes and gasping dramatically, until you bottomed out. ”…always feel so good”.
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Chishiya licked his lips, almost carnivorously. What he wanted was caught between wanting to watch you fuck yourself and wanting to fuck you himself. He went with the first option, only because he knew that he probably wouldn’t get another chance to see you do it, and he wasn’t going to miss out on this opportunity. But, damn, it was hard. He wanted to throw that toy out the window and fuck you until you couldn’t move. He wanted you to beg for him to take over and show you that he could do it so much better than you could yourself. His cock was aching and his fingers were going numb from how hard he was clenching his fists but he didn’t move a muscle, doing everything in his power to not disturb you.
He kept watching you as you slowly started to thrust the pink toy in and out of yourself. It was glistening, slick from your insides and Chishiya wanted it to be him so badly. Every time it bottomed out you gasped and moaned, the volume picking up with the speed of your movements.
”It’s never enough, ahhh, with just this” you gasped as you reached in with your other hand. ”I always need something more.” You started to circle your clit with your index finger in the same pace as you moved the dildo, increasing the amount of pleasure you were building up.
”I can never come with just the toy, I need this part too.” You punctuated your statement by putting more pressure on your clit and arching your back a little to the feeling it created. ”You’re the only one that has made me come without touching me here. Fuck, you feel so good inside me, Chishiya.”
A quiet groan left Chishiyas mouth before he could stop it. He knew that you were talking like that just to tease him, but it worked. He watched attentively at the way you were moving the toy, the depth, the speed, the power behind the movements. He noticed how you seemed to like it, small, deep and fast moving thrusts, almost as if you were grinding against it. The finger on your clit moved in circles, sometimes up and down just to get some change in sensation. He saw the way your thighs were trembling as you dug your heels further into the bed to get a better angle. Your eyes were closed and mouth open, gasping and softly moaning his name. Then you turned on the vibrations.
You started at the lowest setting, getting used to the intensity of the vibrations inside you. The small buzzing sound were filling up the silence inbetween the sounds of pleasure coming from your mouth.
”I always start on the lowest setting.” You explained between gasps. ”I can feel everything. Like you can when I moan around your cock.”
Chishiya almost choked on an inhale. A quick memory of your mouth around him flashed before his eyes and that memory went straight down to his cock, still aching and neglected. You had been so good, on your knees with your lips wrapped around him. He practically had to pull you off him. Good times.
You definitely noticed how flustered that made him and Chishiya didn’t even bother trying to hide it. His mind was trying to come up with every excuse to get some friction too. Even grinding into the matress seemed like a great idea. He couldn’t stop staring at the toy that was fucking you deeply, and imagining that it was him. He imagined you clenching around him, pulling him in deeper, grinding your hips on him the same way you were grinding against your hand right now. The desire he felt was overwhelming, his whole body hot and tense and craving release.
”I’m close” you panted as you sped up your movements. ”I wish I could come around you.”
He wanted that too, to feel how wet and tight you would be around him right before you came. His cock twitched again, precum leaking from the tip and staining his boxers. He didn’t even care about the mess, he just wanted to…
”Fuck, I want you to come inside me as I come around your cock.”
That was when Chishiya reached his limit. He couldn’t stand just watching anymore, he needed to be a part of it all. He used the small amount of willpower that he had left and instead of taking his shorts off, he leaned in and put his hand on the toy. Your eyes flew open in suprise, but you didn’t tell him to move away. Instead you guided him, let him get a feel of how you liked the dildo being moved, and then let him take over.
Chishiya used his other hand to push away yours and take over moving circles around your clit, soft but hurried movements, matching the speed of the thrusting.
He could feel how the toy moved inside you, how you became tighter and tighter around it the closer you got to your release. He watched the way your throat moved when you swallowed, the way your back arched, your mouth as you kept whispering ”yes, yes, yes” over and over again. Your legs starting to shake, your fingers gripping the sheets and your eyes fluttering closed.
Then he pulled the dildo out and stopped touching you all together. You let out what was almost a screech, and looked at him in disbelief.
”Why did you stop!?” you groaned, clenching your legs together. You had been a second away from your orgasm and he tore it away just as quick. ”I was going to come!”
”I know.” Chishiya answered, eyes dark and full of desire as he looked down on you. Your expression was lovely. Annoyed and flustered. Almost angry that he took away your fun. Well, now it was his time to have fun. ”Don’t worry, I’ll let you come. I’m just going to try something first.”
He spread your legs open once more and positioned himself between them before carefully inserting the toy again. He started with long, deep strokes, going all the way in and all the way back out until only the bent tip was still inside you. His eyes were laser focused on how your body took it in, and how it almost didn’t want to let it go.
”Chishiya, please…” You were trembling under his touch, grinding against him, trying to get him to do more. He looked back at your face and studied it while he kept moving his hand. You were panting, eyes half open and cheeks flushed red. And even though you were begging him, pleading for release, you still had that confidence in your eyes that made him so intrigued by you. You conciously surrendered yourself to him, but you could take back the power in a second. It was thrilling.
With his patience running low he decided to give you what you wanted and started to move the toy deep, hard and fast. You immediately let out a moan, almost as a ’thank you’.
”Touch yourself” he quietly ordered and you followed his words right away, moving your hand between your legs to brush your fingers over yourself. It didn’t even take a minute for you to be close again. Chishiya could see all the signs. Legs shaking, moans getting louder, desperate pleas falling out of your mouth. And just as he felt you clenching harder around the toy, when your whole body tensed and you were right on the edge, he pulled it out again.
The strangled cry you let out fed Chishiyas hunger for more, and when he swatted your hand away from yourself and was met with utter desperation on your face, he put the dildo back in. This time he didn’t wait, he did just as you liked right off the bat. You were close straight away, breathing like you couldn’t get enough air no matter how much you tried, legs kicking around inbetween the rolls of your hips.
”Fuck… please let me come.” You pleaded as you kept getting closer. Chishiya had other ideas.
”But you look like you’re enjoying yourself so much already..” he answered, eyes still glued on your face. He studied the way you bit your lip right after you moaned louder than usual, the way your eyebrows scrunched together when he started touching your clit again and the anger in your eyes when he pulled out the toy for the third time. And then the satisfaction when he threw the toy to the side and pushed himself in instead.
Chishiya didn’t waste any time. He drove right into you and fucked you the same way that he had with the dildo. He was bent over you, caged in by your arms clawing the hoodie off his back, and your legs crossed around his waist. You felt incredible. So tight, so wet, so fucking good that he could barely stand it. He bent his neck down, placing his lips right above yours as he kept rocking into you with all the power he could find within himself.
”Come for me” he whispered, feeling how your whole body shivered at his words. He wouldn’t last long either. Not when you were clinging to him like this, blurry eyes filled with desire and need staring back into his. ”I wanna feel you come around me. Come on my cock and I’ll come inside you.” Your eyes flew open and then he felt you tighten around his cock so hard that it felt like he almost lost bloodflow. Then you broke.
With an inhale so deep that it sounded like you were drowning, followed by a broken sob, you came. Your whole body spasmed, back arching so much it looked painful, and your head bent backwards into the pillows as you cried out, orgasm taking all of you with it. Somewhere in the middle you managed to kick Chishiya out of you so that you could squirm away from him and curl up on your side to get away from overstimulation while your body kept trembling. He watched as you clenched your legs together, your hands still gripping the sheets around you.
Chishiya was almost in shock over how absolutely amazing you looked. Your skin was glistening with sweat and your muscles danced under it with every pulse of what was left of your orgasm. You looked so satisfied, so fucked out, so wrecked. He sat back on his heels and just looked at you. The fact that he just blue balled himself was probably karma for the edging he’d just done to you. It was worth it.
”Shit” you hissed from the pillow you were currently sticking your face in.
”Feel good?” He asked, proud of himself for being the cause of it. He tapped a finger on your foot to get your attention.
”Mhmm…” you muttered back while turning your head up towards him.
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Your whole body ached when you looked at Chishiya sitting next to you. Your legs felt like jelly, your stomach like you had the worst ab workout ever and your arms like they lost all function. How the hell had he made you come that hard? You thought you’d loose conciousness for a moment right before the orgasm hit. Not to mention what he said. It almost killed you on the spot. Sent you straight to heaven. Cause of death: Chishiya telling you to come on his cock. Fuck, he knew exactly what he was doing and it had worked wonders.
You felt Chishiya trailing the tips of his fingers along the curve of your hips, down to your thigh and then placed his hand over your knee. The warmth of his hand spread wherever he was caressing you, soothing your aching muscles with just a touch. He looked so proud of himself. You guess he earned it, so you let him have it without complaining this time. Then you looked down and realized that he was still rock hard, so hard it looked painful.
You gathered some strenght and rolled over so that you laid on your back again, then took a hold of his hand.
”Come here” you said as you spread your legs and pulled him back over you. His brows arched in suprise.
”You didn’t get to come…” you murmured as you raked your fingers down his chest and abdomen, feeling his breath hitch as you did. You continued downwards until your fingers met his cock, warm and wet under your touch. When you closed your hand around him he let out a shuddering breath and leaned his head into the crook of your neck.
You started to move your hand over him, up and back down again, slow and carefully. Your other hand was in the back of his neck, tangled in his hair, running through the soft strands. You could tell that he was trying to hide that he liked it but you always saw a glimpse of tenderness in his eyes when you touched his hair like that, and it filled you with warmth. Like you somehow managed to break through his cold outer shell and give him some comfort.
His breath was hot on your neck, quiet groans mixed with them as they reached your ear. You kept a slow pace as you stroked him, mixing it up by letting your fingers dance over him and slide your thumb over the head, which earned you a different reaction from him each time. His hips started to move with your hand as he rocked into the soft hold you had on him.
You wanted to praise him, tell him how good he had made you feel, but you had a feeling that it would be too much for him so you opted to show him instead. You wished that you had the energy to get on top of him and ride him nice and slow, to thank him for making you feel so good. Instead, you trailed kisses over his shoulder and up over his neck. You moved the hand you had in his hair, down his back and along his sides, lightly stroking in time with you other hand.
He cursed as he came, spilling hot and wet over your stomach. You jerked him through it, getting him all over you as you kept moving your hand, drawing out every ounce of pleasure in him. When his cock had stopped twitching you gave him a few more soft strokes before letting him go.
After a few breaths to steady himself he sat back up. Both of you looked down on your stomach and chest, seeing white liquid sprayed all across it. For some reason you really liked the view. He never came on you because he really didn’t like to leave a mess, no matter how many times you told him that it wasn’t gross to you.
Without thinking you moved a hand down and let one finger brush over one of the traces he had left, still warm and wet against your skin.
”Why would you do that?” Chishiya looked down on you with furrowed brows before he started to look around the room, probably looking for something to clean you up with.
”Why not?” You pointed at your bedside table drawer and he crawled right over to pick up some tissues that you had laying in there.
”You’re strange.” He leaned in over you again and started to clean you up, bit by bit until he was satisfied.
”You’re self concious. It’s nothing wierd you know.” You cocked you head to the side and continued to watch him as he threw the paper in a waste basket next to the bedside table.
With an eye roll he stood up, went over to the sofa you had on the other side of the small room and got a blanket that was thrown over a cushion. He went back to the bed and threw it over you instead.
”Thank you.” You crawled down under the blanket until only your head popped up from under it.
Chishiya sat down on the edge of the bed and put his clothes back on. His back was just as beautiful as the front of his body. He had some beauty marks sprinkled across it, smooth skin and muscles flexing under it as he moved around. Unfortunately the hoodie was back on all to soon and your ogling had to stop.
Once he was done getting dressed he spun around so that he was facing you. His hair was a bit of a mess, some strands hanging wildly out of place. His face looked tired, but in a ’I just had a great time’-tired way. The stupid smirk was back on.
”It seemed like the toys were a great idea after all.” He looked down at the discarded pink toy that was laying next to you before he looked back at you with a face full of pride. Ugh, you were going to do this again, wouldn’t you?
”I guess.” You answered, not giving him much of a reaction.
”The kick was a bit unneccesary though”.
”What kick?” Worry started to form in the pit of your stomach. You didn’t remeber kicking him. Had you hurt him?
”You kicked me off you when you came.” He said with a huff. ”You could have just told me to back off, you didn’t have to kick me in the stomach.”
The worry you had felt went away immediately when you saw his smirk turn into a grin.
”Don’t scare me like that, I thought I hurt you.” You sighed and shimmied around under the blanket to get more comfortable. You turned on your side and let out a content sigh. Your body felt like mush and you couldn’t wait to take a long nap. A shower would have to come later.
Chishiya raised an eyebrow at you before moving his way up the bed. When he got close enough he leaned down and trailed light kisses all the way up your neck, making you shiver under his touch, until he reached just below your ear. His breath was warm as it spread over your cheek and you couldn’t help but to close your eyes and relish in it. He ended it with a whisper, in that low voice that went straight to your core and lit your insides on fire every time he used it.
”Just tell me when you want to show me the next toy. We have plenty to go through.”
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HIIII! It's the paranormal enthusiast mc anon again, I loved that SMSM THANK YOUUU! I'm back with another request :)
(Sorry if this is worded wierd, I couldn't figure out how to word it lmao)
Could I request a Baxter x past dance partner MC? MC used to do competitive dancing, and during contests and competitions in their past the two were often paired together. They immediately clicked the first time they danced together, and paired with eachother every chance they could get. After step 2, maybe mc stopped dancing or something happened that caused them to stop being paired together/not see eachother as often, and they didn't meet again until the summer :)
gsjskw aaaaaah I don't know how to word this correctly and I apologize if it's too specific, feel free to change this around or edit it if you want to!
Thank you again, and have a wonderful day/night! :>
Author’s Note: ….Okay this is freaky af because I WAS LITERALLY RETHINKING THIS SCENARIO IN MY HEAD. Are you a mind reader? 😦 if you couldn’t tell, I went HARD with this request! I wrote this with the MC and Baxter not meeting at the Soiree moment but at this competition instead.
Pairing: Baxter Ward x MC
🖤🤍
Let me set the stage-
You and Baxter are both very talented dancers , maybe the best in the pacific region’s teen category.
You have been fostering this skill since you were a little kid and have proven to your dancing instructor at the Cypress of your affinity with ballroom dancing.
All the cypresses in America held a ballroom dance competition with each Cypress nominating one person per age group to represent their location at the contest.
At age 13, you were selected to represent the teen and pre-teen category!
You were a bit nervous about it, especially it being your first competition.
You also didn’t expect to be making a charming new friend, or a future summer boyfriend.
˚ ༘♡ ·˚ ₊˚ˑ༄ؘ
You stood in the huge dancing hall, the tall shiny roof and shiny marble floors showing a reflection of yourself. The trip hadn’t been too long, this year’s annual competition took place at a Cypress in Nevada.
You looked around the room and noticed people of varying ages, you zeroed in on any kids around your age to ‘scope out the competition’ as your instructor would call it.
In the distance, an older gentleman pulled a mic from under a cabinet in a far-off corner of the room and tapped it a few times.
“Testing….testing…Welcome! To the annual ballroom competition. We would like to thank all our out-of-staters for making the trip to the Cypress’s Nevada location.”
The big room echoed with a loud applause from the crowd. The older man allowed them to finish before continuing.
“For any new competitors, I will quickly go over any etiquette and rules. Two competitors, each representing a different state but sharing an age category will pair up. They will be competing together and will both receive a trophy for their Cypress.”
Some of the pre-teens groaned at having to socialize with strangers, earning a few giggles from the older dancers.
“We do this to save on time and…to make it more interesting. As dancers, you should experiment with other dancing partners to see who matches your style and rhythm; like a therapist.”
The older gentleman added that last part to joke but it only earned a cough and an awkward laugh from the other side of the room.
“…AHEM. Uh yeah! We will start with the younger category, Categories teens and up should begin pairing with their dancing partners. Remember, it’s all friendly competition here!”
The older gentleman put the mic down and scratched his head, clearly embarrassed that his one joke landed flat.
The little kids all ran towards the middle of the dance floor and started pairing up quickly with each other, laughing and already giving each other hugs.
You envied how quickly they could make friends and pair up, maybe it’s them not having any awkwardness to them yet. You couldn’t say the same for the other categories all either awkwardly shuffling towards new people or instantly jogging towards acquaintances and friends.
You stood to the side and looked around, you were a bit anxious about the possibility that you would be left without a partner. You weren’t mentally prepared to meet any new dance partner.
You twiddled your thumbs and watched on. You were just about to test your luck with a teen who looked just as awkward when you felt a noticeable tap on your shoulder.
You turned around and spotted a very handsome boy, maybe a year older than you. His casual smile widened when he got a look at your face. His hair was a dark black. His skin, was pale and pink at the cheeks. A mole placed on his neck and finally the most intense
Deep brown eyes.
He looked as if he should be modeling for DIOR or if he should be a star in some movie. His neatly pressed suit made him look like a prince.
“Hello there. I am Baxter, Baxter Ward.” He introduced himself, extending a hand for you to shake.
“I noticed that you don’t have a partner and I was hoping to fix that.” He said. The young man had a distinctive voice.
You gave him a neutral smile and shook his hand back.
“I am Y/N L/N. It’s nice to meet you.” You greeted him in return and then answered his question.
“That would be great actually, This is my first competition so I am a little all over the place.” You chuckled nervously, rubbing your arm. The brown-eyed boy nodded.
“It gets easier, I promise.” He reassured before asking a different question.
“Which state are you representing?”
“Oh, uh I am representing California!” You replied, crossing your arms proudly. Baxter’s face somehow brightened even more.
“Oh, wow! How wonderful, I am representing Oregon.” He chuckled. You made a small exaggerated gasp before lightly clapping your hands together.
“We’re like..like neighbors! That's so cool!” You grinned.
Baxter paused at the thought, putting a hand to his chin in an equally exaggerated way.
“I never thought of it that way..” he said thoughtfully before giving you a polite but genuine smile.
“Let’s do good for Oregon and California then.” He said confidently, you nodded at the sentiment.
You and your new dance partner now stood next to each other, watching the little babies dance with each other. While they’re dancing was silly, they all looked to be having fun and some even paused their swinging to ask the other what their favorite colors were or if they wanted to get ice cream after the competition.
Baxter made an amused sound before turning back to you, wanting to make conversation and also…wanting to hear your insight.
“If only we could all make friends that quickly.” He sighed softly, stuffing a hand in his pocket.
“Tell me about it.” You chuckled. “What makes it easier for them anyway? Are they just more social?” You questioned more to fill the air than actually wanting hearing an answer so you weren’t expecting Baxter to reply with his own opinion.
“I personally think it’s because they aren’t as burdened with fears of rejection yet, it makes them more confident.” He commented. You blinked before agreeing.
“That makes sense. I wonder where all that confidence goes when we age.”
It was silent again, the younger categories finished up their round with everybody including the both of you, giving a round of applause for them.
“We will now have the preteen and teen division go up next.”
Baxter turned to you and offered a hand. “Shall we?”
You in return, took his hand “We shall.”
The two of you walked to the middle of the room and got into position. Baxter took the initiative and offered to lead. The older gentleman behind the counter hit a few buttons to activate the music in the speakers. The other contestants began to dance and spin around, unlike how silly and unserious the way the babies danced; everybody currently on the floor struggled to get acquainted with their dance partner’s style. Lots of accidental stepping-on and half spins that didn’t go through.
You and Baxter were extremely different though. While you guys did start a little rocky, with never dancing with each other before. The two of you warmed up quickly and danced very well together.
You two swung and spun around as if you guys had danced with each other billions of times.
But more importantly, it looked as if Baxter was having fun dancing with you.
And you enjoyed how familiar and fun it was to dance with him.
Baxter whispered something to you, “You are very talented,….and you have nice legs.”
“Wait what?”
It was now an unofficial tradition to pair up together, and you guys did for the next two years. While you and Baxter weren’t that close back then, you still had fun conversing with one another and being able to dance so freely with each other; you enjoyed how straightforward he was and lightly teased him for how formal he sounded and he played around and equally enjoyed your company, you didn’t know it then but you two felt a click.
So it was extremely unfortunate when you injured your ankle permanently and would have to stop dancing for a while, it had happened during the winter so you weren’t able to tell that charming boy goodbye or to explain to him why his dance partner had suddenly disappeared off the face of the earth. It broke your heart, that those sparks you had when you danced with him would never be replicated.
You never thought you would see him again, Until that fateful summer of 2016. You sat in both awe and shock as Baxter stepped out from the passenger side of his taxi, he turned towards you and Cove; his neutral eyes narrowing when he took a look at you before a look of recollection replaced it.
“…Y/N? Is that you over there?” He questioned loud enough for you to hear.
“BAXTER??”
Cove looked between the both of you. “Huh?”
#olba#baxter ward#our life beginnings & always#olba baxter#fanfic#orion4ever#gb patch#baxter ward x reader#baxter ward x mc
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Rebirth AU question: does Jaune still have his white streaks in the new life? I think it be pretty cool if he did and since there is a real life condition called Poliosis it wouldn't be considered that wierd.
Family Bonding
Jeanne: Uhh, Jaune, is your hair turning white?
Jaune: Seems so…
Jeanne: Doesn’t that only happen when you’re old?
Jaune: Well, it was a side effect after I returned from the, Ever After. Maybe I just picked it up?
Jeanne: Well, while it’s a bit weird that, that’s happening to you, since everything that has happened to you. But, you looked absolutely great with those white streaks in your hair in our past life.
Jaune: I know, Rin absolutely loved it.
Jeanne: Rin absolutely loved you. Hell she had a daughter with you. Even if she knew you couldn’t be there for you, she loved you enough to conceive a child with you, and what a wonderful child she was.
Jaune: …
Jeanne: Jaune?
Jaune: …
Jeanne: Jaune, are you okay?
Jaune: This world is our second chance at life… my second chance of living a happier life. A life without the pain, and all the rage I endured in that life. And, if there’s anything, anything in this life I want more than anything else… I want the life I could have had with, Rin. I want to live my life with the daughter I never had… I want that happy life…
Jeanne: …
Jeanne: I thought you were fine with not being there for them?
Jaune: Not really… I was okay that I couldn’t be there to help her, but… I wish I was… I just wish I could have been there for the both of them. See her grow up, and become the fine woman, and huntress you said she became. I can’t help but feel like the deadbeat dad who abandoned his pregnant wife, and child. We were okay with what we did, but…
Jeanne: Don’t worry, Jaune, you’ll find her, and get to live that life you never had.
Jaune: I hope so… I know I plan to do that with, Pyrrha, and May if she’s here to. I want to live those lives I could only dream of.
Jeanne: Tell me… Is there… Anyone else you want to live those lives with…?
Jaune: …
Jaune: Maybe, Nora?
Jeanne: Jaune! You know I was talking about me!
Jaune: Hehehe! I know, Jeanne. It’s just…?!
: Ohhhh~!
JJ: …
: Mmmm-AH~!
Jaune: …
Jeanne: That’s not mom, is it?
Jaune: No… I think it’s…
: AHHHH~! That’s it darling, right there~!
JJ: Willow Schnee.
Jeanne: Well, that didn’t take as long as I hoped.
Jaune: Couldn’t wait until we were…
: Ohhh~! Right there baby~! Right there~!
Jeanne: Oh there’s, Mom!
Jaune: They’re having a threesome, good for them. We’re leaving now!
Jeanne: I’ve already sent a message to the others, they’re already heading to the storage house, and grabbing their gear.
Jaune: Okay, lets grab our usual stuff, and get the hell out of here!
Jeanne: We should also grab an extra sleeping bag, and at least a four person tent.
Jaune: What, why?
Jeanne: For, Winter. We aren’t leaving her here with that are we?
Jaune: No, that’s a good point, I didn’t even think about her. Lets go do that, but uhh… where is she?
Jeanne: I don’t know, do you have her number?
Jaune: Nope. You?
Jeanne: Me neither. Shit. We need to find, and quick. Before…
Winter: Before what?
Jaune: Ah! Winter! What fortuitous timing! We need to go, now!
Winter: Why?
Jeanne: The less said the better. Come on we have to go!
Winter: Not until I talk with my mother, then I’ll go on whatever it is you want me to go with you for.
Jeanne: That’s not a good idea.
Winter: Why not?
Jeanne: Well…!!
: OHHH YESSSSS~!
JJW: …
Winter: W-What… Was that…?
Jaune: By the gods! Were on the pouch, and we can still hear them!
Winter: Wait! Are you parents having sex; Was that your mother?!
JJ: That wasn’t our mother.
Winter: W-W-What…?!
: That’s it dear! OOOHHH YEAH~! Just like that~!
JJ: That’s our mom.
Winter: What?! What’s going on?!!
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Winter: …
Winter: So… Considering how you had all this camping equipment just sitting there, you’ve had to do this before haven’t you?
Jaune: I think we were six the first time we did this.
Jeanne: Four; it was after Angela was born.
Jaune: Really? I don’t remember that.
Winter: Wait, this has been happening since you were four years old?!
Jeanne: Yeah pretty much.
Jaune: Yeah, if, Saphire’s pregnancy didn’t end up with, Mom being infertile, we would have at least six more siblings.
Jeanne: Luna’s probably already started a betting pool that we’ll have another one.
Winter: But, if your mother is infertile, that means what was that betting pool, Luna mentioned was all about?
Jeanne: That the betting pool, Luna made is on when it is born, if it’s a boy, or a girl, and if it’s twins.
Jaune: Good gods… please tell me she didn’t do that. Luna seriously didn’t make a betting pool on that!
Winter: WHAT?!! You degenerates are betting on whether, or not my mom gets pregnant?!
Jaune: Not me! I never take part in these bets. But, the rest of them are. And, if you think that’s bad, then I would love to hear your opinion on the betting pool involving me.
Winter: Do I want to…?
Jaune: Actually, I don’t want to hear your opinion on that..
Winter: Okaybthen.
Jeanne: The pool is on which sibling sleeps, and/or takes, Jaune’s virginity~!
Winter: What?!
Jaune: Jeanne?!
Jeanne: I’m currently holding the lead~! While you coming into the top ten, Winter.
Winter: I’m in the top ten…? No wait! I’m on the list?!
Jaune: And, you wondered why I wanted to shank one of my sisters with a rusty spoon.
Winter: Oh good gods… I thought dealing with, Weiss, and Whitely’s antics was a nightmare. But, the rest of my siblings are worse… So, so much worse.
Jaune: Siblings…? You referred to us as, ‘siblings.’
Jeanne: Do you see us as your siblings, Winter?
Winter: …
Winter: I’ve only been around you guys for a week… I’ll acknowledge that we are siblings by blood, but by bond… I… I need more time…
Jeanne: Take your time, we’ll be here when you need us, Oneesan.
Winter: Grk! Good gods why does that hit so hard?!
Jaune: You’re not used to genuine love, and affection.
Winter: You heard me?!
JJ: Yep!
Winter: You two are unnerving in how surprising you can be… You two are exceptionally skilled students, too skilled in fact. You have incredibly strong, and versatile semblances that you know the ins, and outs of by heart. You seem to have extreme knowledge about me, and my family. Even about things I never told you about… None of this makes sense. What are you…?
Jaune: We get that a lot… Were just a pair of hunters-in-training, nothing more.
Winter: Nonetheless, you two know quite a lot about me, especially you, Jeanne. Why is that??
Jeanne: Even if we told you, you wouldn’t believe us. I wouldn’t believe it, and I was a part of it.
Winter: Try me.
Jaune: Should we…? She is family after all.
Jeanne: By blood, but not by bond.
Jaune: She must earn the rights to our secrets then?
Jeanne: Yep, and I have the perfect way she can earn it!
Winter: How?
Jeanne: Specialist have a special program that allows you to take on a protégé, correct?
Winter: It does, why do you…?! Wait, you want me to be your mentor?!
Jeanne: Yep, I shall become your beautiful little protégé~! What do you say?
Winter: You can’t be serious.
Jeanne: Why not? You’ve seen how good I am, I wouldn’t be a burden to you.
Winter: …
Jeanne: Come on, it would be a great learning experience for me! Imagine all the things you could teach me!
Winter: I don’t know…
Jeanne: I’ll give you a hug if you say yes~?
Winter: You seriously think that would work, on me no less?
Jeanne: Yes.
Winter: …
Winter: Haaa… It will take some explaining to my superiors. But, fine… I will take you on as my protégé.
Jeanne: Whoo! Thanks, Winter!
Winter: Yes, yes, you’re very welcome… Please let go of me…
Jeanne: No~!
Winter: Grrrrr…!
Jaune: When did you decide on doing this, Jeanne.
Jeanne: A while after our first duel. Since you’re leaving to, Vale to do some training with our uncle. I thought, why can’t I do the same with my, Oneesan?
Jaune: Fair, but are you really okay with this, Winter. Jeanne can be a bit of a handful, especially when using her semblance.
Winter: Jeanne will be an exceptionally skilled, Huntress. The skill she has shown me will prove that to be true. While she does seem a bit unruly, I think she will go far. And… Why not spend more time with my little sister?
Jeanne: (Gasp!) Oneesan~!
Winter: Grk?! Jeanne?! Let go! You’re chocking me!
Jaune: Well, everything seems fine then. Now come on, we got a fire going, lets have ourselves some smores!
Jeanne: Yes! Smores!
Winter: Uhhh… what’s a smore?
JJ: …
Jeanne: What blasphemy is this…?!
Winter: W-What?
Jaune: No wonder she’s so uptight; she doesn’t even know what a smore is!
Winter: Excuse me?!
#rwby#jaune arc#jeanne arc#juniper arc#acheius arc#willow schnee#winter schnee#roman torchwick#lie ren#nora valkyrie#pyrrha nikos#may zedong
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As a member of Mickbell Nation, and a honorary member of Kuro Nation, for Kuro's and Mick's sake I will speak up. I loved this scene on anime.
When they arrive to the island, the first thing Mickbell does is go to the window and try see outside. He can barely see anything aside the sky color, that's why he wonders what time is it. Kuro leans towards him, or is looking outside the window, or both, I can't really tell. Here we can see that Mickbell could tiptoe and try to see outside, but I believe he doesn't because: a) he'd still be too short to see and knows it and/or b)he is expecting Kuro to hear him.
Now, he could be just wondering and looking outside with no real wanting of looking outside further (he's ok with just looking at the sky), but his body language tells he wants to peek outside.
THEN he picks up Mickbell without him asking Kuro to do so. Kuro sees his small friend who can't get the vew strugling and decides that he would lift him up to see. He could have just told him "it's dawn", but he decides, without no-one asking him to do so, to do this. Did Mickbell expected this to happen? Yes, you can see it on his face. He's quite happy being lifted up to see outside the window.
This is meant to show that, even tho Mickbell is his boss, Kuro very much does what he wants. Wich is often what Mickbell wants. Because they know each other so well that Mick can be certain that if Kuro hears him, not even complaining, but wondering what time is it, he would be picked up to see by himself.
On anime, it happens backwards. The first thing we see is Kuro lifting him up. It takes off the sweetness of "oh, he can't see, I'll help him" that we get when Mick asks first and Kuro lifts second. Even when we still get the message if we look at this images, it's not quite the same. At least at first glance. But... Isn't it lovely that he looks at his short ass friend, thinks "is he trying to look outside? He can't, he's too short. I'll help him". And the little surprise on Mick's face? It gives that Mick wasn't expecting this care. He was just looking outside with thia "Well I can't see shit, I wish I was taller sometimes" look in his eyes. Then he gets just a tiny bit surprised as he feels hands grabbing him, but nothing else. He's so used to this he doesn't even turn around to see who picked him up. He alredy knows.
Here, Kuro looks at him, Mick is trying to look outside with not a word. I at first didn't liked that he sayed nothing. The idea was that Mickbell, knowing how his friend would react, sayed something. Bit the "up we go" Kuro tells him as he lifts him up its everything I needed to keep on the living laughing loving.
And after he can see outside he wonders what time is it. Wich... is a bit wierd... Because he now can see, not only how the sky is, but how the town down there is. It's not dificult to know if it's dusk or dawn by looking at the people on the streets.
So yes, me (detail-obsessed fish) is quite happy with the comeout after a bit of analysis. But I still feel it could've been better to leave as it was on the manga.
#idk#this started as a hate post#i was so upset about the change!! they changed too much things this chapter i felt this one was </3 to me#but when i started seeing the implications of Kuro just... picking him up... i was like:#oh wait. it isnt so bad. in fact it isnt bad at all.#so yes#funny how opinion works#mickbell tomas#and#kuro#are family here. do not tag as a ship.#kuro dungeon meshi#kuro dumneshi#is the best 18 yr old around#mickbell#mickbell dungeon meshi#mickbell dunmeshi#is an idiot but i love him#and before anyone starts with the “its manipulation” thing... no it's not. its called “i know you well and apreciate you”#“i pick you up because i know you like it” “i am so gratefull someone knows me this well”#this is their dynamic#dungeon meshi#dunmeshi#delicious in dungeon
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