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carsonfilm · 8 months

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Mid Night Countach @ Sodegaura

#carsonfilm #film #35mm #classic cars #japan #mid night club #mid night #lamborghini #countach

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bhavya68 · 1 year

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The Best Anime to Watch if You're New to the Genre

This blog talks about the various anime movies or shows to watch if you are new to this genre and looking for good recommendations.

#anime #anime edit #anime style #blog post #club #anime freak #anime film #anime and manga #online #best anime #movies #film #tv shows #japan #japanese #trending

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kaleidoscopic-quiddity · 11 months

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reading the bluelock light novels and theres so many fun lil character traits and info thrown in (probably not on the wiki bc the LNs dont have an official english release yet)

isagi was a crybaby and a scardy cat as a kid

he was also really senitive to sounds and they’d make him cry (he just like me fr)

isagi’s always had really great spacial awareness and vision, even as a toddler

nagi lived at student dorms at hakuho academy (which explains why his parents dont live w/ him)

he got into hakuho, an elite tokyo prep school, with only two weeks of studying

there were two different rumors abt nagi amongst his classmates, one saying if you talked to him you’d be cursed with bad luck and the other saying youd find happiness after talking to him, the curse rumor is more popular

(nagi my poor guy, his classmates think hes a weirdo just bc hes quiet an not interested in rich kid pissing contests)

he also has the nickname of ‘thousand year netaro’ bc he sleeps in class so much lmao

he doesnt study but still gets good grades, at least in social sciences

nagi helps his class win a volleyball tournament (that he was forced to participate in) despite knowing nothing abt the rules purely based off of his height, reflexes, trapping skills, and desire to finish the game quickly so he can go home lmao

bachira refers to his mother by her given name, yuu, which would typically be disrespectful af in japanese culture but in this context i think it just displays how close they are + the fact that bachira’s first/best friend is his mama :’)

he walked (dribbled), slept rough, and hitchhiked all the way to osaka from chiba prefecture for 5 days just to go see one of her art exhibitions too

he got a fortune from a shrine that literally read that he will meet his “ 運命の相手” - unmei no aite, literally ‘partner of fate’ or ‘fated partner’, bachisagi soulmate-isms r crazy

he won a 4 on 1 fight with a bunch of delinquents in osaka

rin liked ice cream but really he’d be happy with anything as long as sae bought it for him

the itoshi bros played for the kamakura united youth club, which won the U15 national league

they shared a bedroom growing up

rin gets bad grades in every subject other than english bc hes too busy thinking abt football, and hes only good at english bc he wants to go pro and play internationally

rin got into horror movies and games only after sae left for spain, he likes the thrill they give him, especially splatter films

he found a scene of someone getting chopped up w/ a chainsaw calming after he had a rough day,, damn okay rin in there anything u wanna talk abt edgelord?

“Perhaps because of this stress, he has recently been watching shark movies at night, where sharks attack humans. It’s refreshing to see a giant man-eating shark attack and munch on humans.” what a fuckin chuuni oml

sae got trending on japanese football twitter for scoring a hattrick for real madrid’s youth team

rin did the tongue-out-in-concentration/bloodlust thing pre-bluelock too apparantly

he didnt talk to sae whilst he was in spain bc he didnt want to bother him but he kept up news of him and thought abt him a lot

“He thought he would just shout out loud “I'm the best in Japan!” and hug him, but in reality, that didn't work out that way” <- rins first thought seeing sae after 4 years, excuse me whilst i sob

chigiri went to a ‘jitsugyo’ school, which is like a vocational tech or business school, it also has a foreign name (’lacosute’) so its probably a private school, maybe missionary?

chigiri likes cats awww, there was specially a stray black cat he’d talk to and buy karinto manju for

his ACL is attached to his knee in an odd which which is why he can run so fast

chigiri stopped cutting his hair after he quit going to his school’s football club once he finished rehab for his knee

reo got baya to hire him a whole team of ppl including a coach, nutritionist, nurse, etc once he decided on football, fuckin rich ppl i swear

all the adults who worked w/ reo sing his praises but also said how cheeky he was lmaooo

reo was learning english, spanish, and german in preperation for going pro

he also got a specially made football training VR facility made for him this boy i swear

reo bribed the hakuho football club w/ fancy meat and the opportunity to meet idols to get them to put more effort in

immediately upon meeting nagi reo notices his height and how ‘cool’ and ‘intense’ his trapping is like okay fruit

#bluelock #bluelock light novels #isagi yoichi #nagi seishiro #bachira meguru #itoshi rin #chigiri hyouma #mikage reo #og post //

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city-of-ladies · 13 days

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Edith Garrud - The suffragette that knew martial arts

The first British female teacher of jujutsu, Edith Garrud (1872-1971) taught the suffragettes to protect themselves.

A passion for martial arts

Edith Margaret Williams was born in Bath in 1872 and started her career as a physical instructor for girls. She shared this passion for physical culture with her husband, William Garrud, a wrestling and boxing instructor.

They came in contact with Edward Barton-Wright who had spent three years in Japan, and studied judo and jujutsu. He elaborated his self-defense techniques known as “bartitsu” and opened his club in London in 1899.

The Bartitsu Club was notably opened to women. Edith was thus able to train alongside her husband. By 1908, Edith and William became jujutsu instructors themselves with William in charge of the men’s class and Edith teaching the women and children.

Jujutsu specializes in speed, precision and the use of soft, flowing movements to deal with aggression rather than using just brute strength. The couple showcased their skills through demonstrations. In one of them, Edith defeated a male aggressor played by her husband. The sight of this 4ft-11inch (150cm) woman effortlessly throwing a much taller man greatly impressed the audience.

In 1907, Edith starred in a short film Jujutsu down the footpads in which an innocent lady overpowers two ruffians.

Vote for women

Edith took an interest in the cause of women’s suffrage. In 1909, she was invited by the Women's Social and Political Union (WSPU) to give a demonstration in the presence of Emeline Pankhurst and other leading figures of the movement. As William was ill, Edith demonstrated alone and invited members of the audience to test her skills. This included subjecting a skeptical police officer to a powerful shoulder throw.

In 1910, Edith also wrote a series of essays, advocating for the growing community of female martial artists and how self-defense could free women by giving them the means to protect themselves:

“You constantly read in the papers reports of dastardly attacks on helpless women by thieves and ruffians. A woman who knows jujutsu, even though she may not be physically strong, even though she may not have even an umbrella or parasol, is not helpless. I know many women personally who have tried the tricks I shall explain to you and come out on top. They have brought great burly cowards nearly twice their size to their feet and made them howl for mercy.”

The bodyguards

The suffragettes faced dangerous and violent situations. This was especially the case on Friday 18th November 1910. 300 WSPU members marched on the House of Parliament and faced police officers armed with batons. Women were subjected to six hours of beatings and arrests and there were widespread reports of sexual abuses.

Emeline Pankhurst thus asked Edith to train a group of women that would be known within the WSPU as the Bodyguard. Led by Gertrude Harding, they acted as agitators, disruptors and decoys.

Edith trained them in hand-to-hand combat and the use of homemade concealed weapons such as wooden India clubs and the fashioning of cardboard body armor. The suffragettes took advantage of their opponent's surprise and exploited their weaknesses.

They for instance struck directly at a police officer’s helmet to knock it from his head. Policemen were held accountable for the loss of uniform items and had to pay for their replacement. They cut the suspenders so that the policeman had to hold back his pants, blinded the police with a charge of umbrellas etc.

When told by a policeman that she was making an “obstruction” during a demonstration near the House of Commons, Edith pretended to drop her handkerchief, threw the policeman over her shoulder and disappeared into the crowd.

In prison, suffragettes went on hunger strikes and were subjected to force-feeding. The “Cat and Mouse Act” of 1913 allowed hunger-striking prisoners to be released and then re-incarcerated as soon as they had recovered their health. The Bodyguard thus protected and hid those women.

Edith for instance hid militant suffragettes in her dojo, telling the police not to disturb her lessons and leave her property.

A quiet retirement

Edith’s contributions to the suffragist movement ended with the beginning of the First World War. Little is known of her life afterward.

She and her husband would run the Golden Square dojo until their retirement in 1925 and retired to a quieter life. William passed away in 1960. In an interview in 1965, Edith said that her recipe for a long, happy and healthy life was:

“Self-discipline. Of course, I had to be extremely disciplined to succeed at jujutsu and hold my own with men […] but it is the mind which really has control, not only of your muscles and your limbs and how you use them, but also your thoughts, your whole attitude to life and other people.”

She died in 1971. A plaque on the building that had been her home can be seen today: “Edith Garrud 1872–1971. The suffragette who knew jiu-jitsu lived here”.

Further reading

Dorlin Elsa, Se défendre : une philosophie de la violence

Godfrey Emelyne, Femininity, Crime and Self-Defence in Victorian Literature and Society: From Dagger-Fans to Suffragettes

Kelly Simon, "Edith Garrud: The jujutsuffragette". In McMurray, Robert; Pullen, Allison (eds.), Power, Politics and Exclusion in Organization and Management

Ruz Camila, Parkinson Justin, ““'Suffrajitsu': How the suffragettes fought back using martial arts”

#history #women in history #women's history #feminism #suffragettes #20th century #edith garrud #martial arts #jujutsu #jiujitsu #england #english history #herstory #women in martial arts #historical figures

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eyeodyssey · 9 months

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Photos from the Tokyo Grand Guignol stage play Galatia Teito Monogatari, based loosely on the Teito Monogatari serial of epic dark sci fi occult horror books. Despite sharing its basis with a greatly influential series which spawned several films (the first Teito Monogatari adaption even featuring special effects designed by H.R. Giger) and a set of animated horror films, Galatia remains the most obscure of the Tokyo Grand Guignol’s productions. Very sparse information of its contents exist online. On one specific page I found a month back, a (very poorly translated) English synopsis describes the play as being a story about a machine that destroys a major city in Japan. It’s unclear if the machine they’re referring to is in reference to a humanoid robot or a more generalized weapon. It’s said that in the play, Kyusaku Shimada appears as a mad scientist who creates the oxygen destroyer from Godzilla (1954). In a description of the ending, the finale depicts a scenario where the character Yasunori Katō (a demon that manifests itself as an imperial army First Lieutenant) welcomes one of the characters to what he refers to as the “new imperial city”. He reveals to the character a supernatural landscape where various children’s toys and dolls across the stage come to life and move around on their own, all to the sounds of marching drums and claps of thunder. All images were digitized by yours truly, with the sources being volume 28 of Yaso magazine and the Suehiro Maruo-focused magazine Only You, which features a digest version of Galatia’s screenplay. Of course, with the screenplay (or at least a condensed version of it) in my possession, I plan to translate it to English some way or another down the line. This adaption would help start off Shimada’s professional acting career, with Shimada having his first major cinematic role as Yasunori Katō in the film Tokyo: The Last Megalopolis. As mentioned though, Shimada doesn’t act as Katō in the Tokyo Grand Guignol version. That role was instead designated to Yaguruma Kennosuke, who would later appear as Raizou in the original performances of Lychee Hikari Club.

Yaguruma Kennosuke as Raizou in Lychee's December 1985 performance, apprehending the Marquis de Maruo (performed by Suehiro Maruo) when he enters the Hikari Club's hideout. Kennosuke is on the right side of Maruo, with Hiroyuki Tsunekawa (Zera) standing aside Kennosuke with his bag of lychee fruits. As a side note, you've gotta appreciate how despite then being well into a Maruo-flavored era of underground culture, there are still the occasional callbacks to Terayama's legacy, hence the clock that Katō is seen holding in the first photo.

#norimizu ameya #tokyo grand guignol #teito monogatari #lychee light club #litchi hikari club #suehiro maruo

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savnofilter · 8 months

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Wet Dreamz | Katsuki Bakugo

Pro Hero!Katsuki Bakugo x Pro Hero!Black![FEM]Reader

CONTENT WARNING(S): sexual content, mutual (?) pining, hint of infidelity, bakugo & reader are a duo, reader is in their head a LOT, clubbing, grinding, shifty hands mentions of perversion, voyeurism, fingering (m->f), making out, blue balling, mentions of infidelity, slight sero x reader, bakugo & reader are basically playing cat and mouse.

WORD COUNT: 10.8k words (45 mins).

I/B: wet dreamz by j. cole | wired interview w/bts

READ MORE: masterlist + [bakugo & students masterlist]

KEY:

y/n = your name.

l/n = last name.

h/n = hero name.

h/n/n = hero nickname.

c/n= country name.

g/s= grading system.

h/t = home town.

"italics" = words in full quotation marks is indicated as English.

bold = words in full quotation marks is indicated as your native language.

A/N: just because ie didnt want reader to just be a american, i left things like talking in native language to be up to interpretation. almost everything is up for interpretation in this one lol. slowly tryna get used to writing real stories instead of just fuckin. makes me wish ie was doing this earlier because it's actually really fun to think stuff up for stories. not rushing and getting smt out to have it out lol. the lyrics are… interpreted in a different kind of way, sort of play on words if you will. anyways hope y'all like it! i sure did. 🫶🏽 thank you anon!

"Cameras rolling in—"

The camera crew were finishing the set up in the background, the makeup stylists were adding their additional touches and you only had a few seconds to mentally prepare for your filming.

"Three, two …. !"

Snap.

"Hi! My name is Y/N, better known as H/N!"

"And I'm Bakugo Katsuki, also known as Dynamight."

"And we are here with WIRED to answer the web's most searched questions!" You two finished the cut unanimously.

The camera cuts to you as you turn to him with a nervous jitter, still with the joyful appearance you always kept. "I'm pretty nervous, people are wild these days."

H/N.

A hero that represented what it means to be a young, headstrong role model. A hero that was from a country outside of Japan whom Bakugo was immediately infatuated with upon first meeting.

L/N.

His interest in your last name marked your own culture, despite being foreign to him. The name you didn't say as you introduced yourself to the camera.

Y/N.

Your first name that he is always itching to say, practicing day and night how it'd finally roll off his tongue when you two could get to that stage. Today seemed to be that day.

You two had been paired up as a duo for about over a year now for some hero promotions and the chemistry between you two had been gradually growing. Indeed, you did not speak much as you had initially expressed not being confident in your Japanese abilities when you moved to Japan, but he is deeply impressed by your determination to continue learning the language.

"Oh! The boards are in English, I might excel in this." You joke, towards the camera.

"You excel in a lot of things, H/N/N." Bakugo promptly responds and he's just as quick to move on after he pulls up the cardboard and tilts it to the side, ready to officially start the interview off. Your lips purse together as you swallow the budging feeling to crack a smile at the personal nickname. Bakugo always had a knack for nicknaming people, but hearing yours out loud in front of everyone else gave you an entirely different feeling. One you couldn't place.

"Who is in…?" The blonde-haired male tilts the board as he reads it, proving his dexterity as he also rips the label off to reveal the rest of the first search. You could tell he was struggling a bit and you move your head to read it as well.

"Firecracker," You finish off with a smile, sitting closer to the edge of your seat as you look at it. "Although we just introduced ourselves, I'm sure we can spruce it up a little?"

Bakugo takes the initiative with a subtle nod, using his other hand to gesture to you as he introduces you for the repetitive round of introduction.

"This is, Y/N or "better known as" H/N. One of, maybe, only heroes I can tolerate."

You can't help but laugh at his rendition, nodding your head as you adjust yourself in your seat. "The honesty, wow! We have, uh," You turn more to your side, looking him up and down before looking into his eyes. "Lord Explosion Murder: Dynamight? But you may know him as just Katsuki." You look back at the cameras as you finish, a bit of sass as you conclude.

Katsuki.

The way you said it just sounds so much better than when anyone else says it.

An unexpected chuckle comes from him as he teases you back. "I think I liked my intro better than yours." He rips off the next label and turns the board for you to read.

"Who in Firecracker got their quirk first? " You hum and look up at him, face full of concentration now. Bakugo's gaze is completely focused on your face as you go into deep thought, scarlet eyes taking in your change of expressions. His gaze follows your body and takes in the details of your outfit, the volume in your hair, and the way that the makeup stylist (fortunately) did you justice that properly accentuated everything beautiful about your skin tone and features.

Bakugo was starting to like everything about you, and he was starting to crush hard.

"I think I got mine in, uh…" You roll your eyes to the right as you look back at the camera, perking up as it comes to you. "I guess at five years old… you guys would call it during yōchien. For me it's called, "G/S". How about you, Katsuki?"

He's smug in response, puffing up his chest as he looks into the camera with pure arrogance. "Four years old. That means I win this question."

"I didn't know we were competing." You joke back.

He soon peels off the last question for the section, turning the board to him to keep it to himself. "I want to read it."

"Oh, okay…"

"Who is the strongest in Firecracker? " Before he's finished with the question you're already grinning and pointing towards Bakugo. He scoffs and rolls his eyes, throwing the bit of paper on the floor and adjusting himself in his seat, his demeanor flustered if you were paying close attention to him.

"We're both fuckin' strong. Give yourself more credit."

You double-blink as you try to rack something up to say. Bakugo has never complimented you before—at least nothing more than "good work today" or a "nice job out there" or something along the lines of that. You did notice lately he's been more communicative with you, but you chalked it up to the fact that maybe he can tolerate you more now with the fact your Japanese is getting better. Still, you had no compass or direction to tell what he was feeling at any given moment.

To your rescue, an exasperated callout comes from behind the cameras, making you laugh out as well as the camera crew behind the director.

"Watch the potty mouth, Bakugo-kun!"

You give Bakugo's shoulder a light push, immediately going to grab the next board for a visual excuse for your nervous fiddling. "We both know how incredible your strength is! I'm being real."

— ✮ ★ ☆ —

The rest of the recording went pretty well, and the chemistry between you two was undeniable. It seemed as though the longer the shoot went, the more comfortable you two got with each other. It hadn't hit you until now that you and him never really talked before.

Of course, it's not like you two ignored each other, no, that wasn't the case. But finding out things like what his favorite meal is during a movie, or why he loved hiking so much made you want to learn more about him. He is also much funnier than you had thought.

You were pretty aware of the rabid fanbase that followed him consistently. The fan edits, the stans, the ones who truly believed they were going to marry the young man. The thought made you cringe as you thought back on your first reaction upon hearing that you two were being paired together for this joint project.

"This will be a great opportunity to reach a further fanbase across the globe in countries that love to support their favorite superheroes!" Your manager exclaimed in excitement before wiggling her brows as she nudged you. "And by support, you know what I mean…"

"Financially?" You finished her sentence, an uninterested look on your features.

"Yes! This will be such a big break for you. Think about it -- they see you paired with one of their top heroes. One, they'll think you can keep up with him. Two, this is an opportunity to grow your exposure as a fairly new hero on the scene. But third, and most importantly the country relations." She looked at you with a serious look this time, her gaze strong.

You scoffed at the implications of the "perks". You were sitting still in the comfort of your manager's old office, your unmoving reaction giving her an insight into how you had truly felt.

"Look, I know you like to be on that 'I can do this myself' tirade, but this will look great. For both of you."

"But at the expense of me though," You crossed your arms and looked down at your feet as you couldn't help but feel blindsided. "I mean, you didn't even ask me. I have never been to Japan, and I don't even know this dude. He could be a fucking creep for all I know!"

"Y/N." She said it as a warning for your tone. She sighs and softens up a bit, but still maintains her composure. "This is something that could be good for you. Think about the titles, the awards, hell even the recognition. Isn't that what you want?"

Not when it sounds like that, no. You didn't become a hero and train this much for the fame of it. You weren't an idiot, and you knew that part of the job is to get your face out there. But a part of you feared that you could become a person who would only go for things that will look good without actually doing the part.

"Do you seriously think you'll be some big-shot hero while staying a nobody in here? We need to expand."

You scoffed at her wording, eyes flickering up to look at her in offense. "So you think I can't be successful on my own?"

"Y/N-"

"I get that there isn't much of a demand here, but I feel as though I am fulfilling my duties. I don't need to be famous to make an impact. I like it here."

"You aren't thinking long term. There simply isn't enough demand, and that has to change. I know it's hard but you have to trust me." She reached across the desk to hand you the papers, the gesture not received on your end.

Sasha called out your name as you muttered a dismissal from the meeting. You stood up as you gathered your stuff from her desk, packing up the discarded papers and other supplies. You knew you were being dramatic, but rightfully so. This was never discussed, nor did you ever think you would have to live in a foreign place. It was so painfully random and left field that you couldn't help but feel slighted that such a big decision was already made for you. Especially where foreigners weren't exactly welcomed and that thought alone made you nervous.

That night was hazy if you remember correctly. You didn't have anything to attend to, you just wanted out. You were worried sick about this new endeavor. You would have to say goodbye to everything you had built at home. The community, the friends, the experiences. All for this opportunity. You were an emotional mess and honestly, as you cringe thinking about it now, it wasn't that serious but it sure felt like it. You were only given a year to brace yourself for the inevitable, train, say goodbye to the people you were used to seeing every day, and on top of that, learn a whole new fucking language.

One thing you did remember correctly though was your manager calling you to check up. When it had slipped up that you were currently out drinking and sad about yourself, she hopped in her car and immediately came to your rescue to pick you up before you could do something stupid. The car ride was silent as she didn't want to chew you out then and make you feel any worse than you already did. When the time was right, she had thought up something to say. It was her words that stuck with you that made you start to reconsider this business decision.

"Listen, if I told you, I know that you would say no," Sasha said as she held your hand, voice softer than ever. "But I know you deserve better and bigger than this." She sits up a bit in her chair that sat on the side of your bed and properly tucked your hair back into your hair cover. "It's not because I don't think you're incapable. It's because I know you would stay here in this small town without growing and staying in your ways."

"But I like it here… I like the people. My family is here… the community needs me…" Your voice cracked at the end as tears started to spill from your eyes. "I can't just leave. it's more than the accolades, the fame. I want to make a change and I c-can't do that if I'm not here."

She hums as she brings you in for a hug, a twinge of hurt coming from her. Sasha felt awful seeing you like this, and she was aware that even when in her best intentions her decisions could be harsh. Even if she wanted nothing but to see you succeed, she wanted you to be happy too.

"Listen," She starts as she wipes your tears. "We'll figure something out, okay? You won't be abandoning this place. If I can secure a deal like this, I'm sure I can sway some more from the company to get you happy. Alright?"

You meekly nod, your overflow of emotions never stopping as you can't calm yourself. You were too destroyed to come around to the idea. You were terrified of the turn of options and all the drinking you did that night did not help one bit. You are so used to being well-liked, what would the world offer when you change from a small hero in your H/T to a big international one? To what lengths did you have to keep giving yourself up to make the higher-ups happy? Were you in over your head choosing this path?

These questions were justified, but it all came back to the same common theme: boxing yourself in. If you didn't want to do this, you would've called it quits long ago. But here you were, and even with all the villains you've taken down, this seemed scarier. Nothing is more frightening than putting yourself somewhere you are emotionally vulnerable. And for the lack of a better word, alone.

You'd have to start again, meet new people, start a new routine. How would you be able to adapt?

"You'll have a year and some change before you go over. I've already been scouting for the best Japanese tutors out there." She pulled back when it seemed as though your sobbing had subsided and she smiled. "I'll get you the best of the best and I'll be damned if you're not taken care of."

You nodded wordlessly and wiped the tears from your cheeks. She handed you your water bottle once you sit up, a hand on your back for support.

"So think about it, please. I know it's scary to think about, but this can help you. Seriously." She stands up and tidies up the area before gathering her stuff. "And you won't be alone, remember that."

She smiles before closing your bedroom door leaving you to your muddled thoughts.

Later on, it was revealed that your pairing would have the "organic" formation. You two would be put together for a few big missions and soon enough when the public would notice, that's when the process of being in a semi-duo would take effect. Your manager made sure to stress how it was important the two of you kept your individual identities to cover all basis. No fan will be completely pushed out of their comfort zone while you two could rely on each other when the job needed it. The other part of the deal was that you would be able to work almost more than half of the year in Japan whilst being able to use the other days to visit back to your country and most importantly your home town.

It was a win-win and you couldn't thank Sasha any more than you did when she relayed the news. When recounting it, you can vividly remember the amount of relief that washed over you to the point it made you emotional again. The feeling of embarrassment had also risen to the surface and you profusely apologized about the prior outbursts to the initial news. In manager fashion, she hushed you before reassuring you that it was her job to get her client right and out there. If you didn't have her, you honestly weren't sure where you'd be right now.

But unfortunately, the things you overthought about weren't exactly wrong either. Most of the things that popped up in your head had come to fruition, some worse than others. Being in a duo with a male counterpart was rough. Especially if he was hot young and (seemingly) a bachelor. People didn't like to see their fave with the opposite sex who seemed to be of that same description with the added addition that they don't come from the same background as well.

Recently after the WIRED interview, the fans were starting to come along to the idea much more than it seemed. Many more positive comments were starting to pop up online and now the public perception of your pairing was really starting to kick off.

There was a mixture of comments that ranged from, "Wow! They look so cute together" "You have to admit they do get the job done" to "I fucking hate XYZ" and we don't need to address the vulgar ones…

Of course, at first, you use to read those comments for hours. You'd be stuck on an unhealthy loop, emotions from high to low as it seemed there was never a day that didn't have all kinds of comments and interactions. Some days are better than others, and some days you'd have to force yourself to log off and do other things in your life. But all in all, the interview seemed to be a hit so now both your agencies are scrambling to book more to boost engagement.

You sigh as you stretch out onto your couch, thinking about how two years have been both hell and a blessing. You stare up at your ceiling as your phone locks, setting it on your coffee table.

The idea to message Sasha as you recounted past and recent memories started to poke at you. You still hesitate on the action though considering the fact you know she's always busy with her schedule. You feel a buzz and you pick up your phone, the text catching your attention.

Sasha-Sama 👯‍♀️

Are you up for going out today?

[->] Sent 13:34.

'speaking of the devil….' you smile and swipe up to correspond to her message.

You

depends. what am I leaving for?

[✓] Sent 13:35.

Sasha-Sama 👯‍♀️

I've got a client I want you to get closer with.

Management says it'll be good for you to get more acquainted with the heroes here. You might actually like her.

[✓] Sent 13:41.

You hum in curiosity, thinking about it a bit before replying.

You

who is it?

[✓] Sent 13:42.

Chat bubbles pop up on your screen and you watch as she types up her response. Today you were taking a very much-needed break for the week and you weren't too sure if you wanted to go out and do some crazy amount of networking.

Sasha-Sama 👯‍♀️

Mina and a few others are in the top 10 for Japan.

You may have met her already, at those galas a few times.

[✓] Sent 13:47.

Your brows quirk up at the name. You're quick to open Instagram, wanting to see a more personal image of her than the one you would see from a search engine.

Oh.

Yeah, you remembered her. She was lively for sure and everyone around her seemed to like her as well. Her page was a mix of official posts and personal ones, perfectly balancing out professional and niche drives to curate an audience. There were even a few posts that were shitposts too.

You were intrigued. Now that you thought about it, you didn't have any friends here… like at all. You spent most of your time focused on work, and if not that, then interacting with your fans in person and online. When you weren't doing either of those things, you were studying Japanese. Surely the studying paid off though with the additional advantage of living in the environment to grasp the content. One could even call your behavior shut-in, but could you blame yourself? Even with your determination to get yourself out there, it was hard. You were still trying to adjust to all of this, and you haven't hit your time mark to visit home just yet. Hell, you can't even remember the last time you got laid.

Your phone dinging catches your attention again and you realize that you hadn't got back to your manager yet.

Sasha-Sama 👯‍♀️

So is it a yes? I will be forwarding your number to her.

[✓] Sent 13:56.

You think a bit before coming to a decision but you need a bit more info first.

You

yes for now, but who else will be there?

you mentioned something about a few others.

[✓] Sent 13:59.

Sasha-Sama 👯‍♀️

Well, I know that Bakugo will be there, but I am not sure who the other people are. Just got in that it's actually not just the top 10, just a few other heroes around the province as well.

[✓] Sent 14:02.

You hesitate at the information on your screen. Bakugo is going to be there? You're not sure why, but a sense of anxiousness starts to flood you as you start to think about him in such a casual setting. You blink a few times as you rub your forehead, now starting to rethink your decisions.

Sasha-Sama 👯‍♀️

Y/N, you will be fine. I'm sending a car to pick you up at 18:30. Wear something… "cunty" and cute. There might be paps there so look good pls. 👀

[✓] Sent 14:05.

You groan loudly at her text and almost want to throw your phone. Is she for real? Even when you need to go out to meet people, it's still about your image. You wanted to text her your thoughts, but a better part of you knows that this outing is probably for your good. You just hoped that these people weren't controversial and this wouldn't be hard work to clean up anything that comes along with their bullshit. You doubted the idea as you remember how much your agency wants to push you to the public. Anything that could be a blip in your appearance was always scrapped and replaced. They were your last safety net to coast safely in this whole hero-ing thing if you were being honest.

You

Sasha… 😐

"cunty"??? PLEASE.

[✓] Sent 14:09.

Sasha-Sama 👯‍♀️

↳ Liked your picture.

🤷🏾‍♀️

Love you, N/N! And stay safe, you know to call me if anything is going on. 💪🏾

[✓] Sent 14:11.

You jokingly send a thumbs down in retaliation to her message, albeit hearting the message as you know she means well. Turning your head to the side, you find yourself staring back at your TV's black mirror. You still had a lot of time left so you decided to at least start prepping for the evening ahead of time.

To prevent the inevitable disruption of hunger, you make your way into the kitchen and decide to get something to eat. You prepare leftover protein to eat with noodles that you've wanted to try all week. It's like when you think of mixing a food combo but take forever to put it into fruition. In anticipation of your ingenious meal, you eagerly await its arrival as the smell taunts you as you wait.

Once it's done you are in no rush to scarf down your food. You even sit down at one of the high chairs on your island with a half-awake presence. It was no surprise that you woke up late today due to the fatigue that comes along with being a pro-heroin. You couldn't even recount the last time you sat down and ate a meal like this. Back in the day (why did you age yourself like that?) when you were in, H/T, you always had enough time to do everything. To experience everything. Yes, you felt blessed to be here even with how hard it's been, but to be able to just sit and relax was a whole new feeling of euphoria you haven't felt in a while. The feeling was pretty nice.

You scoff as you try to think about how things can change so fast. As you blankly stare at your surroundings, you map out the different things you should get to make your penthouse more "homey". It was a very nice and very, very, very expensive place. One that you were definitely not paying for yourself, one that your company took the liberty to do. You have only been able to get the basic things you need for a living space, and only some decorations to truly make it yours. Hell, you even had more clothes than furniture and dishes combined. But that was thanks to sponsors and of course, having to properly ration your paychecks. You had to admit your living space being taken care of for you was an immense help to begin with so you didn't want to complain too much.

Your phone buzzing on the couch successfully gains your attention and you can't help but sigh in annoyance. One thing to also note about being in Japan is that you were practically on call all the time. There was a reason you couldn't leave your phone on silent. You finish up your current bite before hopping down from your chair and trudging your way to your device. You light up upon the contact on your screen. It's an unknown number but the person messaging you makes themselves known in their message.

XXX-XXX-XXXX

hiya! this is Mina!! heard you were coming out with me tonight! 🤟

hope this is the right number lol

[✓] Sent 14:39.

You

Hey! Yes, this is the right number, haha.

My name's Y/N :)

[✓] Sent 14:40.

Mina

your name is SO CUTE! it really suits you <3

[✓] Sent 14:41.

Your heart flutters as you receive the compliment, a giddy grin spreading across your lips as you get more eager to contact her.

You

Thank you! I could say the same for you 🫶🏽

[->] Sent 14:42.

Your thumbs hover over your screen as you try to think of something else to say, not wanting the conversation to die so fast. She hasn't seen your message yet and hopes something comes out of this interaction. Deciding not to stress about it too much, you resume finishing your meal.

So many thoughts run through your mind as you try to prepare yourself for tonight. Even in your hometown, you didn't frequent clubs or bars often, especially not with well-established individuals your age either. It seemed as though Mina was nice enough but you had to factor in the fact Bakugo was going to be there. Then it was also the added stress that other people you didn't even know would be there as well.

You still have no real idea of Bakugo. He seemed pretty reserved, almost goody-two-shoes-like. But honestly, you're sure you gave off the same image as well. Something about him just gave… in the clean. Saying innocent felt like a stretch but you were starting to lean towards that with his mostly clean record. But that could easily be attributed to the fact there was no doubt his agency was probably paying out-of-pocket to keep the shit he does on the low. Maybe you should take it upon yourself to look into him…

Amid your inner thinking, you had decided to clean up the kitchen after your brunch. Having just finished eating, you are now cleaning your dishes. Some dishes were left in the sink and strewn about, but the place thankfully wasn't a pigsty. You rest your hands on the edge of the sink, thinking about the many ways tonight can go before reminding yourself that any time you have tried to predict the future, shit has always gone left field. You hum as you shut the tap water off when you finish and push off the sink to find a towel to dry your hands with. You make your way back to your phone and sit down on one of the high-up chairs as you check your phone.

Mina

this is sort of sudden, but do you want to go shopping with me tonight? figured you don't have that many friends anyways

we can get to know each other!

[✓] Sent 14:57.

Well damn. She ain't have to say it like that. You feel a tad embarrassed at the wording but make up your mind anyway. You itch the back of your neck as you reply immediately.

You

Of course! I would love to. When should I get ready?

[✓] Sent 14:59.

Mina

i figured you'd say yes lol. omw what's your address?

[✓] Sent 15:00.

Your brows shoot up at the late notice and hesitate a bit. You look at the time before deciding to go along with it anyways.

You

000-0000 Shibuya-ku

[✓] Sent 15:03 P.M.

Mina

sweet! will be there soon 😉

[✓] Sent 15:04.

— ✮ ★ ☆ —

"Hey!" Mina calls out from her car as soon as the windows are rolled down. "You are so much cuter in person!" She unlocks her doors and gives you a wink as you bashfully laugh at her friendly flirting.

"Thank you, you too." You smile as you get in and adjust yourself. You look around as you get settled and admire the layout. You still have yet to get your license and being driven around could sometimes get tiring.

"I was thinking that we should go to that new store in that big shopping district mall in the district. They usually have cute stuff on sale there." Mina suggests. She expertly pulls off and looks over at you with a grin before reaching over to playfully nudge you. "No need to be so tense around me! I totally get you are probably really nervous. Don't worry, I can get you hooked up." She smirks as she looks back at the road, giving you a small glance before she finishes her thought. "In more ways than one…"

"A-Ah, I'm not too sure about that one." You nervously laugh. "If I'm being honest I haven't done anything at all since I've been here… especially, that."

With the gasp she let out, you would think that you just told her you work for the League of Villains. As she reaches a red light she looks over at you with a shocked look, completely flabbergasted at your admission.

"Are you serious?!"

"Completely."

"Not even joking?"

"I am so serious."

"...how?" She looks away completely in silence and scoffs. "Doesn't matter anyways, we'll get you laid in no time~"

You chuckle at her determination and shake your head. "To be honest I'm not really in the mood for that stuff… I kind of like being by myself. It's way less stressful."

"Well, no one said you have to be committed. A little fun once in a while doesn't hurt."

You hum in agreement and rest your arm on the armrest. Mina wasn't completely wrong, but you were totally out of the loop by now. You had to leave behind all of your suitors and sneaky links in H/T. Even then you were too busy with work. There were moments when you wanted to get out there for some sort of excitement to ease your boredom, but nothing ever came of it. Your desire to relinquish your needs always ends with you, your toys, and your imagination. A bit devastating if you think about it too hard.

The bustling shopping district Nina talked about isn't too far from your place and you have also learned that Mina lived pretty close to you as well. There are so many people moving about; lots of people doing their things and plenty who seemed to recognize you both. Luckily, she knew of some ways to avoid crowds.

By the time you two had made it to the mall, basically half an hour and then some had passed. Mina sucked her teeth as she looked at her phone to check the time, her manicured nails tapping against the screen as she spoke to you.

"Ah, who cares? The place is pretty laid back. Being a little late might make you look cooler."

Mina had persuaded you to stop by her favorite boba cafe near the newly opened stores. And surely after reassuring you a bit, she had convinced you to let her take care of the spending for today (although you decided in your head that you'd pay her back).

She grins at you as she finally puts her phone away to look at the menu board. You watch as she effortlessly orders her usual at the kiosk. You attempted to keep up with her movements but it proved to be a difficult task. This pink-haired girl was much more assertive and bold than you thought she would be. Everything she did was done with such confidence and carefree energy that you felt mesmerized by how she carried herself. Though her bluntness did shock you a bit from time to time. The way she talks to you is like you two have known each other for years instead of the fact you two have only greeted each other in passing at formal events. It was her unique sense of being a girl's-girl that made it much easier to get more comfortable with her.

The wait for the drinks doesn't take that long and soon enough you two are on your way to the clothing store. You admired everywhere around and swore to yourself to go out more often. You hadn't realized all the cool stuff you had been missing by just focusing on furthering your career. You were pretty amazed at how the store you were visiting occupied two whole floors, with another giant store on top of it as well.

You and Mina were separate in the store since you two were looking for different things. You were looking for a new pair of bottoms while she looked for accessories on the floor below. You mindlessly sifted through the clothes on the racks not sure what you were looking for specifically. Periodically you'd look out the window and admire the view outside, the day's sky shifting to a more dreamy sunset tone. The music you couldn't recognize softly played in the background, but the ambiance of the 2000-early 2010s feel certainly encapsulated the store.

You find yourself humming softly to the tunes though, a bit shocked that you could understand some of it. Some songs and artists you could recognize while some seemed to be either Japanese or from a different place entirely. As you paid half attention to the clothes while the other half tried listening to the music, the next artist that comes in makes you stop. You're unmoving in your spot and look around as you listen closely, a smile spreading across your lips as the tune properly makes its way to your ears.

It was a song from J. Cole and shockingly enough it was uncensored too. You lightly laugh to yourself as they tend to do this, playing foreign songs with the cuss words on full blast without a care in the world. You couldn't quite place your finger on which song it was though and it seemed as though the song was about to finish anyways.

Soon enough you can find a pair of pants that would suit the outfit and idea you had in mind have half a mind to try it on. You find your way through the options as the song unfolds, looking at the different clothes on your way to the dressing rooms. You softly hum along to the song although making sure not to be too loud. Lord knows you already stick out like a sore thumb, but god, you did love a good J. Cole song.

As the unnamed song comes to a finish, you are on your way to find the dressing rooms. A courteous attendant asks normal customer service questions before leaving you to be in your presence. It's not long before the next song plays and it so happens to be another J. Cole song, except you knew this song very well.

You breathe out a laugh as the intro starts to play and you have to keep your excitement in. You could hear the song much clearer in this section as it was more closed in than the rest of the other area. Despite the music being clearer now, the faint chatter around did indicate you were not alone, and many people liked this store as well.

'note to self: find the furthest stall to avoid any confrontation with anyone else.' You thought to yourself and continued your venture to the furthest spot.

By the time you had made it to the back, it seemed like there was one last stall at the end of the hall. At first glance, it seemed as though it was empty, but as you grew close, you noticed the door was ajar. You had half a mind to barge in but what you saw in the changing room made you freeze.

A familiar tuff of blonde hair and a toned figure dawning in a dark green tank that complimented his tan skin caught your eye. Your gaze followed the chain that adorned his masculine neck, his strong shoulders were next to fall into view, and his well-defined back that his shirt that perfectly molded to his skin was last. You could see he was hunched over in a position that didn't seem as though he was trying something on, but still moving nonetheless. A soft gasp that's immediately hushed makes you look up and your eyes widen. The sound was way too feminine, and it certainly was not from you. Another noise makes you squint, trying to see what was going on.

"Stop teasing me," She whispers to him and that's when you finally realize what the hell was going on.

Before you could turn around a pair of eyes makes contact with yours through the reflection of the mirror and you suck in a quiet breath at the fact now you have been caught. The reflection of his deep scarlet eyes showed no direct emotion and you couldn't read what he was feeling, much less thinking. His movements continued without faltering though and another soft sound of encouragement followed his actions. One thing was clear and there was no mistaking it: you could see him and Bakugo could see you. You know that you should leave. However, now you are dangerously curious and confused. The worst part is that you were frozen in shock.

Prettily manicured fingers lightly glide over his shoulders and trace his tanned skin before finding its way to lose itself in his hair. You could hear her question what he was looking at before guiding him to pay his full attention to her once again. It's when he breaks eye contact you can finally break out of your trance.

It was at that moment that the song over speakers reached your ears again and the irony that hangs through the air is almost laughable. No longer wanting any part in listening or seeing this go down, you swiftly turn around and walk away pretending nothing happened in the hope to find the furthest stall away from him.

When you find a stall you immediately close the door and throw the store's clothes onto the side. You rub your temples and close your eyes, another sigh leaving your lips for the millionth time today. Much to your dismay, closing your eyes didn't ease the impending headache that was about to hit, nor did it halt the memory of what you just witnessed. Your mind only brought the visualization of what you just saw to the forefront. You purse your lips as it didn't help that her voice accompanied the memory.

'it started off real innocent my ass.' You thought to yourself as that part of the song over the speakers made its way to your ears. When you open your eyes you're met with your reflection in two mirrors and have no other choice but to look at yourself. You felt like you were going crazy and rightfully so! You weren't innocent yourself, no, but have some damn grace. To be so careless like that, you're starting to realize that the coworker you thought you had a general idea of is way off.

But what did this make you? You stood there and watched them. Not for long, but long enough. Long enough that he saw you. Bakugo knew you were standing there and didn't do anything about it. At first, you thought that his expression was unreadable, but the more you thought about it, you had completely missed the challenging look in his eyes.

The piercing look of instigation with a hint of his curiosity. It was as if it was a look of provocation. As if… beckoning you to try something. Or are you desperately trying to justify why you watched two people doing lewd acts to each other while you just stood there in shock? One of them being your partner in fighting against crime.

You harshly scoff and turn around to avoid looking at yourself to hopefully put off letting it run through your head any longer. You start to strip your clothes off and face the door as you get undressed. As your mind starts to clear, you hear the song playing over the speakers and can't help but humorlessly laugh at the fact the song was about to finish. It had only been what? Almost four minutes and this whole thing had you in shambles. It would've been easier to handle if you didn't have to see him so soon—as in literally a couple of hours—but nope, your dumbass decided to go out today. To, "network". To have fun.

After finishing your haul you have long forgotten any songs playing over the speaker and now you just wanted to leave this store without encountering those two ever again, actually. Unfortunately, never seeing them again isn't an option, and making sure not to cross paths with them for now will be quite the challenge.

You slam the door open and accidentally startle the other shoppers due to your outburst. While apologizing profusely you hear a familiar voice call out to you, a wave of relief hitting over you once you realize it's Mina.

"Ready to check out?" Mina asks, completely unaware of what just happened. You wordlessly nod your head as you follow behind her, ready to get out of this place as fast as possible.

— ✮ ★ ☆ —

The club's music did not disappoint. Admittedly, you have been to a few clubs here and there that completely sucked. Like… really bad. The clubbing scene is totally different and it was clear that the culture here was adversely opposite of what you were used to. Not to say that every club you went to back in H/T was spectacular, but you could at least anticipate people having a ball and throwing ass. Consequently, you were pleasantly surprised by the one you were invited to since you chalked it up to cultural differences. However, it may have just been that you needed to find places that worked for you.

As aforementioned, you and Mina did end up arriving late but it seemed as though many of the other people in your party were milling about and having fun anyways to pay attention to that fact. You met a few others that your manager had briefly mentioned and had the pleasure to meet.

The first was Momo, a hero that had lots of prestige and was very kind. She often modeled but did other charity work as well. She had offered to put in a good word for you as she deeply admired your beauty. The next was another woman, Hagakure. You had heard about her before, and somehow her outgoing presence and energy rivaled Mina's. The downside though you knew to keep your distance since she seemed a lot more.. chaotic which is why you had already known about her prior.

Then there were the other guys there. Denki who was practically Mina's partner in crime, and another one whose name is Sero. He was pretty chill, not going to lie pretty cute too. He had a level of nonchalant charm that had you intrigued. The top hero of the country who everyone knew and loved was also rumored to make an appearance, but Sero advised you not to hold your breath. It was a whole workaround just to get the top three heroes in a public setting like this even when they could find refuge in the V.I.P section such as this one. It was a miracle that the second top hero—Dynamight A.K.A Bakugo Katsuki—was in attendance that night as well. Women and even men were always trying to find opportunities to throw themselves onto their desired hero, hoping that they'll be, "the one". The thought always made you laugh at the insanity of it all. Throughout the interaction, you did find yourself swayed to chat it up with him. He seemed sweet and Sero was honestly a calm breath of fresh air compared to the vibrant personalities that you have met so far. Even with how well you two were kicking it off, it did feel like something was looming around. Almost as if someone was watching you.

You assumed that you'd be safe on the terrace as there were a handful of people out there too. When you looked around you couldn't see anyone, and it seemed as though everyone was doing their own thing and partying. You're not sure how but at a certain point you two had gotten closer in distance, thighs touching and personal space becoming slim. You'd lean into his ear so he could "hear you better", his calloused hand resting on your knee that touched his and you had to admit that you didn't want it to stop. The small amount of liquid courage was making this easier for you. The alcohol gave you a level of confidence that made your words have a lighthearted cadence to them, much more fluid than when you are sober and worrying if your vocabulary is fluent and with the trends.

"D'you wanna dance?" Sero proposed. There was a playful grin on your face and you were more than welcome to oblige.

"I'd love to."

Both of your bodies are close and you can feel his strong hands on your hips. There is no space in between and there was no mistaking that you could feel his,,, friend down there. But you welcomed it. You even pulled his arms closer and ground against him. It had been a while since you have danced like this and he was cute enough for you to let this continue.

While feeling the rhythm (and his obvious boner and shifty hands) you catch the attention of someone you weren't expecting. You're too into feeling the motions of your environment to properly be stunned but it was no mistake that it was the same guy you vowed to avoid until further notice, Bakugo. You two never break eye contact as you tilted your head to the side, the horny male behind you taking it as a sign to kiss your neck. Your brows scrunch in pleasure as his lips are undoubtedly skilled, his teeth teasing your skin numerous times but not deep enough to leave any marks. Your hands find their way to tangle in his hair, egging him on to continue.

Bakugo's eyes are intense just like you had witnessed in the changing room. It seemed as though he had no plans on breaking eye contact with you and it scared you in a way that he was unwavering. While you cowered coming across him and his presumed girlfriend, he openly stared at you. Another challenging look with confidence oozing from him. Just when a hand starts to wander a little south on your body, he starts to move towards you and now you're starting to get anxious.

Breaking eye contact, you're quick to turn around in Sero's hold, an apologetic expression on your face.

"Too much?" Sero asks, his hand coming up to wipe a strand of hair from your face and you shake your head.

"I have to run to the restroom real quick, okay?" You squeeze his hand before leaving and take a few steps before actively making your way in the opposite direction in which Bakugo was going.

Your eyes search desperately for the bathrooms and much to your relief signs were pointing in that direction. Despite all of the dancing bodies and other people trying to make it around as well, you can find refuge and go into the restroom. You immediately walk up to the sink on the furthest side of the room and place your hands on the ledge of the sink. A deep sigh comes from you as you try to calm yourself down knowing that you were starting to get too cocky outside.

What the hell even was that?

You have had your fair share of rendezvous' and sneaking around, but never have you made eyes at someone's boyfriend or whatever the fuck he was to her. Everything about today was going way too fast, and you were sure you were going to need another drink.

You turn on the water and grab a paper towel to wet, applying the wet paper to clean off your face and skin. You were right about one thing though: Sero was pretty skilled and you wondered how he was able to contain himself and not mark your skin. Had it been any other bumbling idiot, you would've had to be covering up your neck and shoulders with makeup for a good few days or so.

You bend down to catch the water instead, fully committing to the idea that you'll reapply your makeup, if any, before leaving the bathroom to get yourself together. As you try to sober yourself up you hear the door open and close behind you and pay it no mind. The running water of the sink distracts you for a hot minute before it hits you that there was no movement at all after the door had initially opened. You turn off the water and turn around, a sharp gasp coming from you as you fully take in who's at the door.

"Having fun?" Bakugo asks in a tone you've never heard before. It was deeper, a light husk to it rather than his regular monotonous or rambunctious tone. He steps closer and you back up, trying to create more space between you. He scoffs at the action, stepping forward again and watching as you have nowhere else to go. You have no other choice but to watch him slowly make his way up to you, and you aren't sure what to expect.

"Bakugo," You start but fail to continue. What do you even say to him, how do you even start? Your mouth opens and closes as you try to collect yourself making him chuckle.

"Keep going and you might turn into a fish."

His mockery successfully makes you close your mouth and glare at him. Bakugo's calloused hand reaches out and softly touches your neck, tracing where Sero's lips once were. His thumb lightly traces your skin, a low hum in approval at how his work is pretty much unnoticeable.

"You shouldn't be in here." Your voice is low and timid. He grins at your words and places his hands on your hips, pushing you to sit back on the counter behind you. You curse yourself for choosing the last sink in the corner and you curse yourself for responding so easily to his touch. "And we shouldn't be like this either." You try to reason more with yourself more than anything.

He scoffs out a laugh and leans in close to your ear, lips brushing against your skin. "Why not? It's just us."

"But that… girl?" You lightly pull away from him and place your hands behind you to support yourself. His face shows confusion for a split second when he merely pulls inches away from you.

"Camie?" Bakugo's cocky demeanor returns as he slides his hands from your hips to your thighs, parting them enough to fit himself between them. "So it really was you at the store, eh? Didn't know my partner was such a pervert."

The nerve. He was the one who left the door ajar. If anything, you should be calling him the pervert.

"I-I wasn't trying to, you left the door open." You counter back, eyes narrowing in response. He lightly shrugs before moving in to kiss the opposite side of your neck Sero left untouched and places an open kiss on your skin.

"Must've forgot."

A humorless laugh comes from you in reaction to his answer, a soft gasp following in its footsteps. His teeth sink into your skin and you are sure that, unlike your first pick for the night, Bakugo definitely left a mark. You softly whimper as he places his right hand on your waist to press your body closer to his. Your back arches into his and you move your head to welcome his rough kisses, the stimulation undoubtedly reawakening the lust you had on the dance floor. His hand on your hip grips your thigh and slips its way to the middle of your legs, wasting no time pressing the pads of his fingers against your heat.

You moan at the pressure and hurriedly press your lips together in embarrassment. Your eyes are closed to avoid making eye contact with him as you already know he was gearing up to tease you.

"Shit, when was the last time you got fucked, princess?" Bakugo grips your cheeks and forces you to open your eyes. There's no way he expects you to answer with his grip, and you're sure he's not expecting it anyways. "Soy sauce face ain't do it for ya'?"

You look up at him with a dazed and confused look, the look in your eyes making him groan. The nicknames he picked were certainly unique, and you can't quite pinpoint why he coined Sero that; much less what their connection to each other is. He was under the assumption that like him you were actively 'busy' in your free time. You certainly weren't if that wasn't evident with how receptive you are to his touch.

"I'll get you all fixed up, baby," Bakugo leans in close to your lips, "make you forget all about that dunce's face." He finishes the declaration with a kiss, his grip softening on your cheeks and then moving to your neck.

The kiss, albeit sloppy, intoxicated you. His lumps were plump and soft, a hard contrast to his strong and calloused hands that held your thigh and waist. His tongue brushes against your lower lip asking for an entrance and you gladly allow him entrance. You moan as his tongue dominates your mouth, his wet muscle caresses yours with passion.

Your hands now gripped onto his strong shoulders like that other girl once did. You can't help but think about her, your thoughts starting to cloud about the two of them. You pull away as you start to feel guilty, a string of saliva connecting you two as you part.

"What's wrong?" Bakugo wipes the string of saliva away, a soft pant to his words as he collects himself.

"I just can't, Bakugo. You have a girlfriend."

"She's not my girl, not like that," Bakugo reassures, his thumb pressing against your lip before moving his finger to press various pecks against your lips. "I ain't never did this before, but I've had my eye on you for a while." The confession shamefully made you blush. You had always thought he was attractive but never thought deeper about it. Even a few days ago from the WIRED interview you never made the move to ask or even care about getting to know him. But here you were, sitting on a random club's sink with him between your luscious thighs.

Your cumbersome thoughts start to lose their way as he leans in to kiss you again, your worries washing away when his soft lips find yours. His kiss is overwhelmingly commanding and you love it. You were used to guys taking a more passive approach with you and the lack of control his kiss held undoubtedly made you more responsive to him. Even with that distinction from before, the kiss now is more controlled this time and his composure shows he meant business now. His tongue works smoothly against yours and doesn't shy away from wrestling with yours. You were so enraptured by the kiss you hadn't noticed his left hand had slipped into the front of your bottoms, the feeling of his fingers pressing against your clothed cunt making you buck into his hand.

You whimper as he continues his stroking, your hands never letting up their hold on his strong shoulders. His fingers welcome your grinding and he pulls away from the kiss to look down at the spot between your hips and watches in interest.

"Bakugo—"

"Katsuki," Bakugo corrects you and tilts your chin down to maintain eye contact with you once again.

You bite your lip and your eyes flutter closed once he presses his fingers against your clit eliciting a breathier moan from you.

"Say it and I'll put them in, Y/N." He lets his fingers slip down to collect your slick, the tips of his fingers lightly pressing at your entrance before tracking back up to play with your clit again.

"K-Kat," Your jaw locks up at his diddling, a frustrated pout adorning your features as you try to keep up with him. "I—thought you said you haven't done this before, hm?"

He lightly laughs at your accusation, softly shaking his head at your confusion. "Messin' around like this, princess." His eyes flicker down at your movements and softly groans.

"So it's not about me being a foreigner?"

"That too," The question gets a genuine laugh from him, his brow raising in amusement as he slips in a finger whilst he answers. "used to stealing other people's girl's, not the other way around."

"Shit!" Your fingers grip his tank top and you bring him in for another kiss. His experience is clear in the way he maintains his rhythm in both his kiss and fingering your sopping cunt. Bakugo slips in another finger when you start to lubricate more, a lewd squelch welcoming in his digits.

He curls his fingers to find your soft g-spot, his touch delicate but rough at the same time. You were a vocal one for sure and he loved it. When he presses his palm against your once abandoned clit, your sounds let him know how much you appreciated the attention again. You two break the kiss when you both need time to breathe, lips still very much pressed against one another as you two take each other in.

"Katsuki, fuck-"

"You're close aren't you, pretty girl?" He hums and you nod your head in confirmation. He barely reacts when your nails press into his skin, his eyes scanning the way your body reacts to his movements and how unabashedly expressive you were. So many other women were always focused on how pretty they looked and wanted to be prettier and more memorable than the last the young man encountered. You seemed so natural and into it and he greatly admired it. His crush that he has developed on you for some time now was growing for sure and it was all by chance that it was panning out like this. At this point he didn't care if you were using him to get your rocks off, he wanted to see you like this more often.

With bliss written across your face, your orgasm washes over you in an artful visual. Bakugo had grown to love all your expressions and this one by far might be his favorite. Your brows were scrunched as you released, eyes closed and your mouth shaped like an "O". When you opened back up your eyes to look at him, he knew what you were asking for. Bakugo softly sweet-talks you as you come down, his fingers slowing to a stop before pulling from your pants to lick his fingers.

You're a mess, a light pant to your breath as you watch him lick up your essence from his digits. You move to palm his hard-on, but his other hand immediately stops you.

"Fuck me, Katsuki." You mumbled against his lips, the look in your eyes showing nothing but a lustful plea.

"Not yet, princess," Bakugo answers back in the same manner, his lips brushing against yours as a way to tease before pulling away. "Can't spoil you too much now, can I?" He gives you a look over and scoffs at your dumbfounded seemingly fucked out state.

You call out his name as he washes up and leaves you behind in the bathroom.

You sit on the counter and stare at the door in shock. Your body felt like it was on fire. Your panties were now soaked and to add fuel to the fire you were left horny as fuck.

You slump against the corner and roll your eyes in exasperation. You no longer wanted to go back out and the pull to get another drink quickly died once you found yourself getting drunk on lust from what just occurred. You press your thighs together and groan at how Bakugo successfully blue-balled you both. You knew he was hard as fuck too the way his dick pressed against your thigh confirmed it.

You tilt your head to the side to observe yourself and have to admit you look a hot mess. Your eyes are half-lidded, you weren't sure how but your hair was a mess and now your once clear neck is now adorned in marks from Bakugo's rough kisses. You look away from the mirror and begrudgingly hop off the counter, the need to go home and take a shower finally reaching its way to your nervous system.

You

hey girlie, I'm heading out for the night. thanks for hanging out with me! 🫶🏽

[->] Sent 1:24 A.M.

You make sure to text Mina to avoid any miscommunication of you randomly disappearing during the night. You took your time to gather yourself not wanting to leave until you were ready. Once you leave the bathroom, you make a beeline towards the terrace needing to grab your things before having to leave in a cab for home.

"Leaving already?" A male's voice behind you makes you turn around.

"Ah, Sero," You smile apologetically as you properly face him. "I just… I'm not feeling well all of a sudden…" It was a shit lie and you knew it. You couldn't think of a better excuse but it wasn't a complete lie either. After your encounter with Bakugo, you needed to spend the night preferably alone.

Sero nods his head and gives you a warm smile. "I get it. Could I uh… get your phone maybe? Only if you're comfortable."

"Oh!" You light up and nod your head. "Yeah, of course."

After searching his pockets, Sero pulls out his phone and hands it to you. You quickly type in your number right before getting the notification on your own device that your ride is ready.

"It was nice meeting you, Sero." You lean up to kiss him on the cheek, leaving not too long after. It was a bit hard moving through the crowd but you were able to leave, and hopefully, you would be able to go home without any trouble tonight.

But what you didn't know was some people were paying attention and saw that whole exchange.

Quite a few, actually.

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James Joint

Pairings ୨୧: underground Streetfighter/gang member! Draken x chubby!ring girl

Encapsulation ୨୧: Draken only has you in the back of his mind while fighting, so why don’t you give him a reward( win or lose)

Warnings ୨୧: smut, voyeurism, filming with and without consent, Olympus position( standing fuck), missionary position, oral fixated reader, the word daddy is used twice, oral( f & m receiving), breeding, cumming inside of mouth, grower Draken, cervix fucking, fingers in mouth, food play( lollipop), Violence displayed, praise and degradation, exhibition at the beginning of the make out section, shin is alive( I will always have him alive, sorry not sorry), everyone else is alive and with their timeskips respectively, ooc Toman ofc, Baji is alive and well just won’t participate in such activities like that.

Word Count ୨୧: 9.6k

18+ Hotties Allowed

Link to Ao3( if you want to read here)

This is for my Anti collab

The sunset was shining through the glass window hovering in front of your bed. The curtains were moving back and forth, the whisper of the wind flowing. When you took a deep breath your nostrils were filled with the smell of summer and you enjoyed it.

The bed covers slipped off your shoulders as you yawned. It was the start of the day. You had work today and honestly you were excited to go. It’s Toman vs. everyone night. The night could end in a hassle. It could maybe end positively or negatively.

You honestly were excited because of the little outfits you get to wear. The more skimpy the better. Your were a vixen who knew how to play dumb when convience is rising in depth.

Your body was above the standards in certain parts of the world but here in Japan, it was out of the standards. You couldn’t exactly shop at the stores and boutiques here like that because of your weight. So sometimes you make your own clothes or have to go far to shop. Back in the US, you had to do the same, you could only think of one store that contributes to all bigger size women: Ashley Stewart. Everybody knows they sell clothes for aunties and grandma's.

Sometimes you order from fashion nova and other sites if they have your size and that’s like 15% of the time. The point is that you had to make your own ring girl outfit.

The Toman fight club, Eden, was an underground fight club. They accepted all kinds of girls as the ring girl, doesn’t even matter her size either. Skinny, thick, or chubby/ fat, tall or short, they didn’t even care what race you were. That’s why there’s so many different people you have met there.

The underground club was huge and honestly you loved it. Whenever you had a problem with a man grabbing you in any way, one of the members would have no problem throwing them out. There was one man who kept dragging you somewhere but when he saw a man with short black hair and a fang hanging out his mouth, he moved away from you quickly.

You didn’t know what Toman did behind the scenes and honestly you didn’t care because you don’t talk to the members like that. You just talk to the boss, Manjirou Sano. Only to collect your check and bounce right after that.

The man had a white bandage on his hands and introduced himself as Baji Keisuke, one of the fighters and owner of the club. You made small conversation with him and honestly he was like a bulldog. They may be tough and wild at first because of the label and expectation of them, but once you get to playing and talking to them, they’re calm and playful. That was him.

There were plenty of memorable nights and now you were about to make more. You got out of bed and went to freshen yourself up with the smelling and valuable products you always use when you freshen up.

By the time you were finished getting dressed, you checked your outfit over in the mirror and grabbed your lollipop to suck on before walking out the house and driving to the Eden club. You hated your oral fixation so much because you had to be able to control it when you get inside your workplace because they didn’t let the workers eat anything other than the stuff they serve in the club. You could always eat there but you just wanted your lollipop.

Nightfall was rising and it was so packed on the outside of the club. The building was a tall glass skyscraper with glass windows all throughout the architecture. The double doors were tinted just like the windows. It had to be 5% tinted.

Once you stepped inside, multiple people that passed by gave you head nods or welcomed you verbally and physically. You were popular but not as popular as the other girls who were originally from here. You didn’t mind one bit.

You passed other groups that participated in fights. Most of them wore the same colors or suits. Each of the groups had girls and guys in their booth. Whatever people requested they got here at the Eden. Your bag of work attire and showering products were on your arms as you walked to the back not knowing that eyes were following your every move since you stepped in. Mikey was waiting on you, hell the whole Toman was.

Toman was a huge gang and so was the first generation of black dragons who was sharing a booth with them.

You heard that Toman were the predecessors of the black dragons and you have seen why since you met Mikey and Shinichiro. They were brothers and owners of the club.

Tenjiku and Rokuhara Tandai were in the club along with other gangs and yakuza’s. The place was surrounded by gangsters and you minded your business and stayed out of the way. You didn’t know about the gangs like that and wasn’t gonna find out since you had your own shit to deal with. Only time you get fucked with is when somebody from one of those gangs tries to talk to you.

They watched your body disappear in the back before letting out huffs and puffs while looking at each other or around the club, nodding some of their heads at other gang members they got along with.

“ She’s so damn gorgeous, maybe not the standard here but God is her beauty, something out of books. I’m so glad you hired her Mikey.”, Smiley says with his hair tied in a ponytail.

Mikey chuckled before throwing back his drink on the rocks, “ I didn’t hire her, my brother did.”

“ Gotta make sure to thank Shinichiro then. Fuck, I’ll be right back.”, Smiley says, setting his drink down while Souya was shaking his head while a girl, on his lap, fed him her cherry from the Martini she ordered.

He knew exactly where Smiley was going: to soak his dick into some warm pussy. Probably from one of their ring girls or waitresses. The thought of being in between your legs was enough for him to get a huge boner.

Mitsuya laughed while drumming his fingers on the table, “ I don’t blame him but still the thought of it is disgusting. He has to have some self control, he always gets off when she arrives.”

Draken smirked while looking over the club, seeing men in the ring fighting, women conversing with men, and so on, “ Well, he’s smiley. I’m surprised Shinichiro or Kazutora weren't the ones to get boners from her.”

Draken was always watching you. He wanted you but whenever you two spoke to each other, it was small conversation. He just wishes he could let you in and you could let him in. You didn’t let any of them in, now that he thought about it.

When Mikey said they had a new girl, he wasn’t expecting someone like you. You captured attention everywhere you went, most of it positive while the other is negative of course.

Shinchiro smirked while a girl was sucking on his neck, “ This is why, right here. Isn’t that right, baby?”

She smiled before rising up to kiss him on the lips, “ That’s right, baby. She isn't as pretty as me, but she’s still pretty.” They all rolled their eyes because they knew it was a lie but didn’t say anything.

Baji nudged Kazutora who was still staring at the girl who waved at him when he stopped paying attention to where you disappeared to, “ Come on, dude, just go talk to the woman. You’re drooling. Tell him to go talk to her Chifuyu!”

Baji hit Chifuyu on his arm, making the black hair men grab his arm, “ Why do I have to tell him, he’s a grown man now, he knows what he wants and he knows how to get it.”

“ Draken-kun, are you sure you want to fight today?”, Takemichi asks with worry. Draken furrowed his eyebrows before staring at him and whispering, “ Something happened in the future didn’t it? Tell me.”

Takemichi wanted to cry because of the glare the man was bestowing on his face, “ No, I’m just saying since you and Emma broke u-”

“ Leave it. Leave it alone, that was three months ago, Takemichy. She moved to Europe and I’m here. It’s not gonna work so forget like I did. Now I’m gonna head out to get ready for this fight.”, Draken says with a tone that said whatever he was saying was a lie. It was deep and mellow. Mikey and Takemichi shared a look before Mikey shook his head at Takemichi, telling him to leave it alone as they watched Draken walk off to get ready for his match.

30 minutes later, you were freshening up in the locker room after your shower. You were so glad they had showers here in this locker room because you always wanted to make sure you are clean everywhere before you go out as the ring girl.

You had to put on a black ring girl attire with white tennis shoes. Your shorts either cover your puffy stomach or uncovered it leaving your pudge out. Your choice.

Your manager told you that you’re accompanying the next match. It was Draken from the Toman gang vs. Joao from the rokuhara tandai gang. You knew this was about to be a clean swipe because of Draken’s brutal strength.

“ Hey girl, you’re ready?! You look so pretty.”, aqua said while hugging you. She was a part of the group you were in. The “ big girl” group. The label came from the other girls and guys which you didn’t mind until they used it as insults.

You smiled and hugged her back with a nod of your head, answering her question about being ready, “ hey babes, help me with the spandex.” You added spandex to your shorts to stop it from rising up and showing your ass cheeks. You had panty hose that matched your skin complexion, but still, you didn’t want to give these men a show of your ass this soon.

She helped you with your spandex and you were about to thank her when Yuzuha came back there to say they’re ready for you. You used to have a small crush on your manager, but never got the chance to act on it. She’s too fucking pretty for her own good.

You kissed Aqua cheek before walking off, “ Wish me luck, bubbles.” She smiled at your nickname before wishing you luck using your nickname she gave you. You two were close but not close. You couldn’t explain it.

You walked behind Yuzuha as she conversed with other managers and people around her. You walked past the tenjiku gang and could feel their eyes on you as you walked past. The feeling of being watched is nothing new even outside the club, yet it still has an effect on you. You were confident and insecure, there’s an in between here and that’s where exactly you are. Your insecurities never showed unlike your confidence when in others presence.

“ brother, you think Mikey will give her to us if Izana asks?”, Ran asks Rindou. They both had girls on their lap while Kaku had a guy feed him grapes and a girl on his lap kissing his neck. Kaku didn’t care about your gender, he just wanted grapes.

“ No, she’s a big deal for him, you should know that Ran.”, Izana answered. Koko snorted at him while staring out at the crowd, “ of course he wouldn’t know that.”

Muto wasn’t even listening but Shion couldn’t stay in his seat for nothing, Mochi had to stop making out with someone to yell at him to sit the hell down.

You heard the names of the two stars everyone is betting on being introduced and knew in less than thirty seconds you’ll be out there holding up the number sign Yuzuha is handing over to you now.

The crowd roared with great vehemence of this fight. You saw Draken with a white tank top and white tape covering his knuckles. His veins on his arms were highlighting his arms. The black hair was in a little bun on his head. He looked very good and you wanted him then. He was your target. You then looked at his opponent who has on a black shirt with tattoos on his neck and curly Afro on top of his head. You could easily tell he was Brazilian or Afro-Brazilian. He was tall just like Draken and good looking like him too.

You saw south and Mikey sitting beside each other with money displayed on the table. Winner takes all is all you think when you see how much money is on the table. While you were observing, you almost missed your beat.

You walked to the ring with your best smile on before ascending up the stairs. Once you stepped inside the ring, loud screams and hoots were heard as you raised the number one up. You twirled around with a pretty big smile on your face, no matter if you had crooked teeth, gaps, braces,or a missing tooth . Your smile was still gorgeous, especially to Draken. He was staring at you like you were his opponent and partner in one.

Everyone whistled, hooted, and yelled out praise and cheers when you did one final twirl before giving the two stars their floor.

South laid back in his seat with a cigarette in his mouth and both arms spreaded. He smirked at your appearance and looked over at Mikey before taking out the cigarette, exhaling the smoke, “ How much?”

Mikey looked over at him after seeing Draken hit Joao first, “ how much for what?”

“ How much for her company as a waitress for me? Let’s have a fair trade, I give you one of my waitresses and you give me her. She’ll do better as a waitress at my club anyways.”, South says as his men cheered on Joao in the back

Mikey looked back at you sitting beside Yuzuha before looking over at Sanzu giving the pink-haired guy a nod, “ She’s not going anywhere. She’s not an object so you can’t trade nor buy her.”

Mikey turned back to the fight to hype up Draken who was now spitting blood out on the floor from the jab Joao threw at him. South let out a loud laugh, “ since when do you all care about these women.”

Inui looked at him with a neutral expression, “ since now, leave her out of this bet.” It wasn’t the truth, they always cared for the women in the club and it wasn’t gonna change. They especially cared for you because some of them liked you too much. Hint hint, Draken, Sanzu, Mikey, and Mitsuya.

South shook his head as he watched the fight, just to see Draken hit Joao with a right hook and uppercut combo. Just like that, he was knocked out.

South couldn’t show any weakness in front of Mikey and Toman. So, he shook it off and bounced his leg up and down before whistling at a girl to get her to ease his mind while he watched the fight.

Izana watched the fight with a smile on his face while he drank his drink, “ Gotta say this is quite entertaining. You could see the anger in his eyes, look at little Draken go.”

“ Yeah, but I’m sure I won’t be losing like Joao over there, one of his teeth flew out his mouth as soon as he KO’d.”, Hanma says, knowing he could keep up with Draken. Draken was his arch nemesis for a reason. He enjoyed fighting him.

A second round was about to get started so Yuzuha handed you a sign with the number two on it. In the ring, Joao was getting situated after waking up from the shouts of anger from his gang and team feeding him water. You would think this is a UFC match but it’s not. It’s just a street fight basically.

Back over at Toman and the black dragons, Benkei spoke, “ That must be embarrassing for South and his little gang.” He too had women surrounding him. Takeomi smirked, “ Oh well, the money is all Mikey’s now since we know where this is going even if they start the second round. It’s useless to even go to the second round.”

Shinichiro was too busy trying to get the girl on his lap to laugh rather than engaging with his group so Mikey spoke up, “ awh come on, give them a chance and besides we get to see princess hold up the sign like right now.”

Everybody turned to look at you and followed every moment you made. Every step you made your body vibrated and they couldn’t wait until they had you in their grasp. It doesn't even matter what gang they’re in.

You walked in the ring holding up the number sign with a huge smile on your face making the men holler and whistle at you again. They came for the match and to see the ring girls, you just happened to be one of their favorites tonight.

You were surprised because you didn’t think they would even be rowdy for you considering you’re an outsider, but all is well.

You got out the ring and soon they started the second match. You admit that the sight was scary because the anger and heat inside their hands and eyes were on another level. It’s like they were trying to kill each other, especially during the third and final round. Everybody was out of their seats looking at the fight with either sweat clouding their foreheads or excitement clouding their eyes and movements.

Draken had a busted lip and a dark circle was forming on his eye while Joao looked fucked to the max. He had both eyes closed, bloody nose, and busted mouth. You honestly wanted to know how he was still up, but you would soon regret questioning that when Draken finally took a big swing and knocked him down.

It was brutal and honestly you enjoyed it. When he won, you heard glasses being broken and shouts. You were ready to duck but Draken caught your eyes with his as his arms were raised. He suddenly pointed a finger at you, you wanted to believe that it was for someone behind you, but no one was behind you at the moment.

You didn’t know it but you were his good luck charm. You were the only thing on his mind while he was fighting Joao. He was fascinated by you and had to have you with him. Everybody soon followed where he was pointing too and grew confused. Meanwhile you turned around and went to the back to get ready to go since this was your only match you had to be a ring girl for tonight.

You spoke to him a few times and each time you grew to know a little about him or he’ll just say hey. There’s no in between.

“ Girl!, I know you seen that man, go get him.”, Aqua says when she follows you to the back room. You shrugged before speaking, “ Why should I, he just pointed at me, nothing special.”

“ Forget that, did you see the crowd for you tonight.”, Yuzuha says to you while grabbing your shoulders, slightly shaking you. You smiled at her, “ Yeah they were pretty rowdy tonight.”

“ Yeah, you’re about to head out now?”, Aqua says with a pour trying to get you to stay. You snatched her lip while she groaned in pain, “ Yes, I gotta do something, it’s been bothering me for a hot minute.” You let go of her glossy lips which made her rub her bottom lip, “ That hurts and you’re hurting me more by not staying with me tonight.”

Yuzuha left since she had to direct another girl to the ring for the second fight. You turned to aqua, “ You’ll be fine, Yuzuha and Tiffany are still here.”

She playfully pushed you on your way to the bathroom. You needed to change asap since you got that stuff back at home.

Meanwhile Draken and the rest were in the locker room he was in while a nurse patched and cleaned his wounds after his shower. It’s been 45 minutes and honestly it’s been the longest 45 minutes ever since he was getting patronized with taunts and questions he dodged.

Baji was flirting with her while she was trying to get her job done before he turned his attention to Draken, “ What was that tonight, Draken?”

Draken sighed before looking up and wincing a bit, “ nothing you need to be concerned with.” Baji scoffed while Smiley put a smirk on his face, “ You’re hitting that?”

“ Smil-”, Takemichi yelled before Baji yelled at him to shut up. Draken sighed and thanked the nurse before walking her to the door. Once he shut the door and came back to his spot, he saw everyone waiting on the answer they either wanted to hear and didn’t want to hear because of jealousy.

Draken huffed, “ No, we’re not fucking but I plan to take her home tonight. She was my good luck charm even if we talked for about as many times as I can count on my fingers.” He grabbed his bag and said his goodbyes before catching you walking out the building at the same time once he got out the elevator.

You were about to make it to your car with your lollipop stick in your mouth when you heard your name being called by a deep voice, “ Wait up!” You turned around to see a freshly cleaned up Draken with his black hair in a ponytail with two strands down his forehead. He was so handsome right now, even with a black eye and busted lip.

You were happy to be going home because then you’ll fix your oral fixation by chewing on the lollipop stick you couldn’t chew on in the club because it was against the rules to have anything in your mouth outside of the club. You understood why because some people carry razors in your mouth or under their tongue inside their mouth.

“ So, you were just gonna leave without taking me with you. Come on, you were my good luck charm for a reason.”, Draken says with a smirk on his face.

You raised an eyebrow, “ Are you asking to come home with me so we can fuck or talk?” Draken almost burst out laughing at your boldness. You didn't have a filter and he loved that.

“ Well, if that’s my reward for winning, why not?”, Draken asks while grabbing your keys from your hands, surprising you. He unlocked your car and grabbed your hand to move you to the side before opening the door. He gestured for you to give him your bag and get in. As you got in,you kept eye contact with him while sucking on your second lollipop you managed to put in your mouth as he opened the door for you.

He leaned down and whispered in your ear, “ Here or your house or even mine? You pick, my good luck charm need to make me even happier by giving me a chance to fuck you until you are shaking underneath me. This isn’t liquid courage talking either baby.”

Your ears and cheeks were heating up and you hated it, but he’s right. Plus, you needed a stress reliever other than weed, so he’s the perfect opportunity. You stared up at him before taking the lollipop out to say, “ Get in, I’m sure somebody’s gonna watch after your bike and bring it to your house, leave your keys with them.” He did just that and got in the car to ride to his house, giving you directions along the way while touching your thighs and kissing your knuckles as he had your hand you weren’t driving with. You weren’t about to bring him to your house for reasons you couldn’t say, now.

Once you arrived at his penthouse, which was a part of one of Toman’s headquarters. He told you to stay in the car while he got out and walked to your side as you turned the car off and took your keys. Draken opened the door on your side and grabbed your hand to bring you out of the car. He closed the car and you locked it before looking up at the building.

“ It’s big isn’t it? Now come on so I could show you something else that’s big.”, Draken says, dragging you along. He nodded his head at the receptionist lady before dragging you to the elevator while ignoring her concerns about the rest of the members.

He stroked the back of your hand while looking up at the numbers on the elevator. You looked over at him before stepping closer to him, “ I always wanted to make out in an elevator, you know?”

Draken smirked before grabbing you by your neck and pushing your back to the wall behind you, “ Then it’s your lucky day, princess.”

He smiled at you, actually showing his teeth with his eyelashes showing instead of his eyes since he had them closed. He opened them back up, making you look into his charcoal eyes, “ May I? We have 30 more stops until we get to the penthouse.”

You nodded, which caused him to take the lollipop stick out your mouth and kiss your plump gloss or lip balm lips with his smooth lips. Draken swirled his warm tongue over the shape of your lips making you gasp, which is what he wanted, to be let in.

Your bottom lip got pulled in between his teeth prior to him twirling his tongue around yours. You whimpered against him when you felt his dick get rock hard near the zipper of your pants. He got hard just off kissing you, nobody was able to get him hard from that.

He pulled away to catch his breath, you huffed out before looking at him with low eyes. You wanted him now. Draken grabbed your right leg and wrapped it around his waist preceding to doing the same to your left leg, holsting you up against the wall with his big vein hands under your thighs this time.

He smashed his lips back into yours. You two were having a slow pace kiss with roughness involved during the lip bits you both shared with each other. Your hands reached up to his black silk ponytail while twirling your tongue around his before sucking on it making him moan at the feeling of his tongue being sucked into your mouth like a vacuum.

You two played with each other's tongues as you had five more stops to go. Draken loved the feeling of your lips on his. They were full and plump compared to his just being plump. The taste of your saliva was so sweet due to the lollipops you suck on. He caught on to you bucking your hips into him as you undid his ponytail. He also noticed your little fixation on sucking on his tongue so he pulled away to analyze you, “ You have a fucking oral fixation, don’t you? You dirty little girl.”

You whined to his insult because you were turned on even more at his realization and his words. You meekly nodded your head, which caused him to laugh before shaking his head. You felt judged and it wasn’t the best feeling nor was it the worst, in this situation.

“ Stick out your tongue”, Draken says. You two didn’t even realize 4 people were in the elevator until you heard someone move. You became heated as your eyes moved around his head and saw the blonde hair you dreaded to see, “ How did you get here before me Mikey?”

Draken's baritone voice went straight to your pussy as he kept looking at you while speaking to Mikey. How did he even know it was him, it was beyond you, “ Ken-chin, you should know that when you left, I and the three next to me left to see what’s going on at the headquarters and wanted to talk about deals we could have with each other as truce’s.

You didn’t notice the other three men until you felt a thumb under your chin and blue eyes looking at you with a devious smirk on his face, “ Gotta say, linda, you are even more fascinating knowing that you have an oral fixation.” South Terano, the leader of Rokuhara.

“ Who could’ve ever thought princess would be such a slutty girl with an oral fixation, save her for me too, Draken.”, Izana, the leader of tenjiku says. You looked over to see him and Shinichiro side by side meanwhile throughout all of this Draken was still waiting on you to follow his command as he stared at you.

This elevator was full of powerful men and you were flustered to the max at them speaking to you like they did. Shinichiro smiled and winked at you before turning around to walk off with the rest of them when they’re stop came.

Once the doors closed, you had two more stops to go before this man fucked your soul out your body, “ What the fuck did I just tell you?” You almost flinched at this harsh tone since it caught you off guard. You slowly stuck your tongue out and he smirked in victory.

“ Need a little more practice in listening, other than that, you’re good. My good girl. Stick it out a little more and open wide.”, Draken says. You did what he said and heard him tell you to try to hold yourself up against him and the wall.

He removed his hands from underneath your thighs preparatory to gobbling up spit in his mouth and spitting a glob of it in your mouth. He then pushed two fingers in your mouth, “ Suck.”

You gladly latched your mouth on his finger while looking at the numbers on the elevator wall. You had one more floor now. Draken pushed his fingers deeper into your mouth causing little tears to well up on your lash line due to how deep they were going in your mouth. Your Gags were his favorite song now and he couldn’t wait to hear the sounds of dick sucking coming from your album.

The door opened and you were welcomed by darkness as he let you down while taking his wet, saliva filled finger out of your mouth. He grabbed you and dragged you out of the elevator before pushing you against the wall while kissing you.

He reached his hand behind you and turned on the lights, knocking down the lamp without a care in the world. He was ready to fuck you. You’ve been on his mind ever since he saw you the first day you started work and he wasn’t gonna let you forget that tonight.

You and Draken kept playing tug of war with clothes while keeping contact with each other's lips. It was like you were in a messy sex movie scene. This felt unreal.

“ Bend over and put that ass in my face while facing the city. My pretty girl deserves the prettiest view while I eat her out, after all, I’m having a pretty view too, wouldn’t want you to be lonely on that one, yeah?”, Draken commands, pointing at the black velvet chaise lounge chair with a white fur rug under.

You were about to walk to the chair when he grabbed your hand and then dug his other hand in a jar of suckers and other treats like a Skittles, Puchao fruit, and so many other treats, “ Here, suck on this while I suck on you, can you could do that f’ me, hmm?”

You smiled before nodding your head, only for Draken to grab your face, squeezing your chubby cheeks together, “ When I speak to you, I expect a sound or something else implying that you heard me, do I make myself clear princess?” You were about to nod until you cleared your throat, “ Yewsh.” You spoke while your cheeks were being squished together, luckily Draken understood you.

You took the sucker and walked to the lounge chair, you tugged your leg garments down before bending over on the chair showing your panties. The outline of your pussy was enough to make Draken cum inside of his undergarments. Your pussy was soaking through the fabric of your panties and he couldn’t wait to taste and touch you.

Draken grabbed a rainbow, heart-shaped lollipop out of his candy jar that he set up for Mikey since Mikey comes up whenever he has a hard time with a meeting. He walked over to you and grabbed your love handles prior to slipping his massive hands under your panties and pulling them down, “ I’m about to eat your pussy like I never ate before. This pussy is so pretty, fuck!”

He was mumbling to himself but you still heard him just as much as you felt the cold air hit your pussy. Draken slide your panties down your ankles and put them under the chair. You were going to have two reasons to come back, him and your panties. He was cocky and you’re the one who made him this way.

He took the wrapper off the sucker, he put the sucker in his mouth prior to rubbing your sucker on the opening of your pussy making you jump, “ Mmm.”

Draken smirked and started rubbing the sucker in circles against your shivering clit. It was practically shaking due to you trying to steady the sucker in your mouth.

Draken took the sucker off to flatten his tongue against your pussy, soon dragging his tongue up and down your slit, his nose bumped into your clit making you almost drop the sucker out of your mouth, “ You drop that sucker and we’re skipping Foreplay and going straight to fucking, roughly. No preparation. Nothing.”

His voice sent waves to your pussy as he placed butterfly kisses around your labia. He went back to licking and sucking on your pussy. His tongue moved in circles while his hands forced your hips back into him, creating little to no room for him to breathe, “ Aah, Draken your tongue is so long, I think I’m about t-to cum.”

Draken loved the sound of your voice right now, it was needy just like he wanted. He savored your cunt like it was the last meal on earth. Spit dripped down his chin as he sucked on your clit.

When Draken pulled away from your clit, he bit into it with gentleness, “ so fuckin’ good princess, you like when I tongue your pussy, hmm?” And he was indeed pushing his tongue in and out of your pussy while shaking his head left and right. The volant shakes were enough to make you shake and caused your mouth to open with a quickness.

You felt like your lungs were tightening against your rib cage as you tried to breathe, Draken moved his tongue in and out of you while the sucker rubbed your clit. He rubbed your clit with the sucker faster than before and you couldn’t take it, “ Ken, please’ I can’t take anymore, I’m cummin’. Please let me cum.”

The sucks and slurping sound never stopped as the lollipop and Draken moved at the same pace around your pussy. Your pussy tasted like heaven, not just from the lolllipop either, “ that’s it, make more pretty sounds for me, baby. Fuck I wish I could see your face . While . I’m. eating. you. out.” He punctuated every word while flicking his tongue over your clit. He occasionally sucked on it.

You couldn’t help but shake at the impact he was doing to your pussy. This is the best your pussy has been eaten. You started to see white when he took the sucker off and started spelling his name with his tongue, “ M’cummin daddy, I can’t hold on. It hurts so good.”

Draken slapped your ass and shook it when you fucked back into his face still sucking on the sucker as you do it. Draken’s face was the definition of slippery n’ wet. Your juices coated from the middle of his nose and on down. His lower half of his face was covered in pussy juice and semen from your pussy.

Your knees grew weak and your screaming now echoed across the room, “ Mmgh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!! Yesss” Draken smirked when he saw you collapsed in the chair. Your body was shaped in a funny way, so he couldn’t help but to laugh.

Draken licked around his mouth to savor more of your taste before taking his finger to wipe the rest of your cum off his face, bringing his fingers to his mouth and sucking on it, “ We aren’t done but I’ll give you a few seconds to catch your breath.”

You bite into the sucker while laying on your stomach with your head up and your legs hanging off the lounge chair. Nothing but your crunches and Draken’s movements were heard. As soon as you swallowed the last bit of the sucker, you were turned to face Draken, “ Are you ready, princess?”

You swallowed your strawberry flavored spit, nodding your head, “ Yes.”

Draken grabbed your ankle and dragged your lower half to him, just a little bit though, “ Birth control and condom, no birth control and condom still, birth control and no condom, or excited for the risk, your choice?”

“ How did you know if I’m o- nvm, I choose option three. I want to feel all of you. Please.”, You whined as you moved your hips up and down in need. This was the only man you ever been needy for. You were stunned at your behavior in the back of your head.

Draken smirked, taking off his undergarments revealing his curved, plump dick. It was going inside of you raw, that’s all you kept saying in the back of your mind. He was mildly shaven down there, it was trimmed almost too perfectly. The veins that protruded his dick were amazing, so far you counted three while chewing aggressively on your sucker. His cock curved to the left and honestly that scared you right after his thick ass size and long ass length. The tip of his dick was turning red and dropped with pre-cum, you wanted so badly to wrap your lips around his thick mushroom tip. He had a horse and you were going to be the rider tonight.

Every second of you staring at his cock made him grow bigger and bigger. He was a grower so he was watching your eyes get bigger and bigger at his size. He also saw the way you were aggressively chewing on the lollipop stick you had in your mouth. You wanted a taste of him. You wanted his dick lodged down your throat, it was quite obvious, “ Tell you what, princess, you make me cum in 10 minutes max then you’ll get to suck my dick the way you desire, deal?”

You forgot he knew about your oral fixation and now you hate that he figured it out, a punishment is always in tow when it comes to oral fixation. Can't stop your mouth from wanting and desire things inside of it that you don’t want. When you can’t find the right object you become anxious, let hope that doesn’t happen.

You gulped before nodding, “ Okay, fuck me then, Draken, I’m yours tonight.”

Draken smirked meanwhile the black cameras stationed in every corner of the living room including on top of the tv had people behind it. Many men were stationed to watch you and Draken. It wasn’t anybody but the four gangs who are cordial with each other. Only their executives and representatives watched alongside their leaders.

“ 100 dollars bet he fucks her in the doggystyle position?”, Ran says, placing his money on the table in front of the men piled up watching the big, flat screen tv.

Mochi shook his head while Smiley puts down another 100, “ 100 if he does the missionary position , it’s only right for him to want to see a pretty girl moan for him.”

“ Fuck that, y’all are both wrong, he’s fucking her on the window, so standing up fuck for 200 dollars.”, Takeomi says, joining in on the betting.

“ I’ll take all if he does a position we never heard of before, you know how much Draken researches and spends his time fucking, only he always keep his condom on, i don’t know why the sudden change, it’s weird but interesting.”, Mikey says shutting down everybody from making noise any further because he was right. They knew he was.

They all heard and saw when he ate your pussy, some of them palmed themselves through their pants or just didn’t care, paying themselves from another chair in the distance but in view of the tv. The TV was large and on the wall, so they had a good view. Takemichi and Koko were two of them, they wanted you so bad, hearing your pleas and moans were enough for them.

Back to you and Draken, he now had a bottle of baby oil in his hand. Opening the bottle to place some liquid in his hand, just for him to rub it on your tits and stomach including the rolls that supported it, “ Fuck you’re even more beautiful oiled up, doll.”

Draken placed his cock in between your pussy lips—dragging himself back and forth, feeling your juices coax his dick. He groaned at the feeling of your wet pussy, he couldn’t wait to split you open.

You whimpered at the impact of his heavy dick on your clit moving up and down, it started to feel relaxing until he bumped your clit a few times making you clench the air and let out louder whimpers, “ Put it in, put it inside of me”

He kept teasing you by pushing inside of you with only just the tip in before taking himself out of you. He did it again and again until you had enough. When he pushed his tip in for the last time, you pushed your hips into him making his cock thrust inside of you.

You both let out a slew of curses before you felt a little but hard smack on your right tit, “ you filthy bitch, you couldn’t wait for me like the good girl I thought you were huh? Augh! shit!, you’re so fucking tight.”

He wasn’t even all the way inside and you felt full, missionary position was the worst and best position, basic but worth it because this position was only a prep for his other positions. He watched your pussy open as he thrust more of him inside of you, “ come on, princess, you could take me in can’t you? Stop pushing me out, okay?”

You were only pushing him out because you weren’t relaxed and you tighten yourself around him causing him to stop moving and groan in pain and pleasure from the action you did, “ M’sorry but I can’t. I can’t take it anymore, it’s starting to burn and hurt.”

You never took this much dick before, so it was only natural for your pussy to act like this. Draken knew this, which is why he flatly held out his hands. You were confused at first but when you saw his comforting smile, you knew what to do. You placed your palm on his big palm and laced your fingers with his, “ I got you, baby, now are you gonna let me in or do I have to use my fingers, maybe I should’ve did that befo-”

You interrupted him with a quickness, “ No, wait, I didn’t want your fingers, I wanted you inside of me. I’m ready and relaxed now, dra.” Draken smiled before leaning down to place a kiss on your forehead and then lips before standing at his tall height again. He watched himself move inside of you little by little while watching your chest rise and fall faster than before. When you caught him looking, you nodded your head as a go to do it all at once.

Draken nodded his head and snapped the rest of him inside of you, your upper body lifted up while your head laid on the pillow he placed behind you. He was fully inside of you and was shaking like a leaf because of you.

“ Are you ready for me to fuck you like the filthy whore you are, princess? Hmm.”, Draken asked in a commanding tone. His aura was something that always took you by surprise. You let out a yes and you knew you were in for it.

Draken bottomed out inside of you before starting to thrust in and out of you while holding your hands on the side of your head. Your tits were just bouncing so he had no choice but to take both of them in his mouth one by one while he fucked you.

You wanted to grip his long black hair so bad but you couldn’t so you just let out moans instead, “ Dra, Mmgh fuck, this feels so good. I feel so st-stuffed.”

Draken wanted to hear you say that, “ Hah, shit, your pussy is what I’ve been dying to have. The prettiest pussy I ever seen taking my dick, isn’t that something?”

“ Draken, please.”, you panted while holding his hands tightly against yours. “ Ahnn, I want more, please fuck me harder.”

Draken stopped before unlacing his fingers from his, “ I’ll give my princess more, if she wants more. You’ve been a good girl so far so I’ll do whatever you want.”

Draken lifted your legs up making your stomach and pussy poke out more than they usually do. You pussy looked so fat like this, he should’ve ate your pussy like this. He snapped his hips to you again before pulling out just to do it at a faster rate. You felt your body jiggling after every thrust he made inside of you.

You feel the curve of his dick against your gummy walls, you tighten and untighten around him as you take his cock inside of you. You felt on top of the word when one of his hands grabbed your stomach while fucking you. He used his fingers from his other hand to place inside of your mouth to fulfill your fixation. You squeezed around him even more due to the satisfaction you were receiving.

Your walls felt so good to be inside that he wanted to live there, he wanted you forever, “ Augh! Fuck! Just like that, you squeezing me, holy fuck!” The feeling of your pussy clamping down on him was enough to make his balls squeeze together.

“ Mmgh, Draken, I feel so full, keep going, please keep going. I love this dick so much, ughh fuck!”, You were babbling after taking his fingers out of your mouth and Draken knew he had you stupid for his dick. It’s only a matter of time before he has you wrapped around his long, thick fingers.

“ You love this dick, hmm? Your slutty, fat pussy is sucking me in like a vacuum and I love it. You're getting me pussy drunk — shit!— you got me admitting that out loud for the boys to hear, hmm?”

You couldn’t even hear what he was saying because you were too in a daze, your mind was clouded as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. You didn’t even feel your body being lifted until you came face to face with Draken, “ This is called the Olympus position, ever tried it, princess?”

You couldn’t speak because nothing came out your mouth as it posed wide open from the feeling of Draken gripping your ass while fucking up into you. You never got the chance to be carried before so this was new.

Draken chuckled before feeling your legs squeeze around his hips, “ Since you didn’t answer, guess you deserve to be fucked fast huh? Got cha.” Draken held into your ass and fucked into you like a mad man. He sucked on your left tit before moving to your right tit.

You were screaming around his fingers from him pounding into your soaking pussy, the feeling of being stretched out while being pounded was something every woman should experience because this shit was delicious, “ you’re fucking me too good, what did I do to deserve this? I could feel you here, Fuckkkk, M’cummin, m’cummin, aah ahhh.” You pointed to your stomach so you could show him where you felt him. Couldn’t see the tummy bulge but you could feel it.

Your orgasm hit like a ton of bricks as he continued fucking you through it to chase his, your body was shaking like a frivolously and he was loving it, especially seeing your eyes rolled to the back of your head. He had a prediction in his head that your toes were curling, only if he knew he was right

Draken held onto your hairstyle or neck if you don’t have hair before pulling you down in a straight line to fuck faster into you while you were still attach to his hips. Your cum was now being mixed inside of you with his cock and it felt amazing to both you and Draken.

“ baby, baby, shit, I’m gonna cum inside of my pretty girl’s pussy and make you mine, fuck you’re mine. You’re mine. You’re mine.”, he kept repeating the phrase while listening to your screams as he chased his orgasm inside of your cunt that was now shaped for his dick and his dick only. He wanted no one else to have you and that’s what it was gonna be.

Draken staggered before snapping his hips roughly into you four times. He painted the inside of your pussy with his cum and had no regrets about it. He couldn’t help but to yell out broken moans and words he actually meant, “ Ahh baby, fuck, I love you so much, you have no idea, fucking perfect!”

Draken stopped pounding you and found enough strength to walk you to the couch, laying you down with his dick still inside of you, “ that was fucking amazing, baby.”

You finally came down from your second orgasm with tears dropping down your face, your eyelashes were falling off the bone but you didn’t care. You were still shaking yet you still wanted your reward.

“ I agree.”, You say while your body shook and cum dropped down Draken’s dick to his balls while some dripped down your inner thighs. You both let out a breath before he slowly pulled out of you.

Draken got up to watch his and your cum drip out of you and it was the prettiest sight after seeing you orgasm around him, “ Yeah, you’re fucking mine. Mine!” You didn’t know why he yelled that out since you heard him but the men on the other side of the screen that were panting and groaning knew why. He was saying you were his and his only. No one can have you now.

The only reason they were panting and groaning was because they called other women up to satisfy them. Low groans and moans were heard in the background while the tv overpowered the background moans and groans. They had to find some way to release their pent up frustrations because watching you getting fucked sent them into a frenzy.

Shinichiro, Mikey, South, and Izana were more upset than everyone else. They all wanted you for them and he just fucking claim you like that. You weren’t an object but they wanted you for themselves because they were selfish men who wanted what they wanted and weren't gonna stop at nothing to get it.

“ Pay up, they did missionary.”, smiley says to Ran making him kick his chair over getting up. “ Fuck No, that’s not the only position they did, you dumb fuck.”

Smiley said nothing but held out his hand with his usual smile on his face. Their brothers did nothing but shake their blue and purple heads, they were embarrassed because they knew they were both wrong. Mikey’s the one that was right.”

“ Both of you, pay me. I was right and be quiet because they aren’t done. This goes for you all in the back too, try to shut them up, will ya?”, Mikey says, turning up the surround sounds even more.

You were now on your shaky knees on the side of him, still on the couch. You were in front of the large tv that had the camera placed on top of it, so they got the perfect view of you putting Draken’s soft dick into your mouth, not caring if it isn’t hard. It felt like a gummy worm but once it gets hard, you’re over with.

They saw Draken lift up with his knees knocking together and knew you had him, “ Aah, wait baby, I gotta get it hard, it isn’t hard to do, fuck it’s already g-growing, shit!”

You had your round ass planted up in the air with his cum dripping out of your pussy while you sucked on his growing dick. His cock was stretching your mouth as you bobbed your head up and down. Spit started to lather up and down his cock causing him to lay his head back with his eyes closed.

Draken’s cock was heavy on your tongue so you had to stroke the rest of him you couldn’t reach. He was now at his full height and gosh face to face with it was scary. You coughed up a glob of spit before spitting on his dick, wrapping your lips around his tip before moving your mouth down his cock.

He shuddered and bit his lip at the feeling of your mouth and hand stroking his dick, “ Ahhn, baby, just like that, take a little more in, you could do it.”

You gladly took more of him down your throat, moving your head in a roaring motion while sucking him up and down. Draken dug his nails into the top of the couch as you sucked him off, “ Shit, baby, you’re taking me in like a fucking pro.”

The gurgles and hums only cause his toes to curl and his eyes to roll back. This was the bonus track of your albums and he loved it so much, he has to replay it one day. Your spit was now dripping down your mouth and hand due to you still stroking while continuously fucking his tip to the back of your throat. The gags were beautiful to Draken and the rest of them, some of them behind the camera asked their girls to suck their dicks like you. They couldn’t because when they looked at the screen, they could see that you were now blowing bubbles on Draken’s dick as you gave him sloppy toppy.

Your manicured hands were drowsed in your spit and Draken couldn’t take the scene in front of him. Once you hollow your cheeks while one hand stroked him as the other one played with his balls he had no choice but to shove your hand off.

He shoved your hand off his cock and grabbed your head pushing you down to take all of him as he jumped inside of your mouth. His cum down your throat was thick and he had a crazy amount too. You tapped his thigh but he couldn’t let you up until he drained his cum down your throat, all of it too.

“ Fuck, fuck, fuck, baby, I can’t. I’m sorry but hold on just a little longer.”, Draken whispers, lifting his hips to fuck inside of your mouth. You coughed and tried to move your head to get some oxygen but you couldn’t especially when he suddenly pinched your nose. You thought you were done once you saw black instead of white now.

Draken finally let go of your head and nose, letting you get oxygen. You coughed vividly with his Cum dripping on the sides of your mouth. Draken pat your back, helping you catch your breath. He dragged your face to him, “ Fuck, I’m so sorry princess. Couldn’t help myself.”

You felt his lips on yours and you smiled into the kiss stopping him from planting another one, “ I actually liked it, I would love to try it again.”

“ You sure?”, Draken asked. You nodded before laying your head on his chest with your legs on either side of him now. You were straddling him. You closed your eyes and eventually were out like a light forgetting that you have a dead body of your ex-boyfriend at home under the floorboards in the basement while the police were now searching your house.

Draken heard tons of police sirens outside the building traveling past, but he had no idea why. He just loved the feeling of you close to him. He loved you and you still didn’t know. That’s all he cared and thought about. He even forgot that the men were watching them. He just didn’t know they were watching in envy and madness. Soon darkness overtook his vision and he was out like a light underneath you. Both of you still naked.

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yuurei20 · 5 months

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How is the English version of Twisted Wonderland Different? (Epel)

As we learn in Book 5, Epel is only being forced to adhere to Vil's rules until he is strong enough to win against Vil in a fight.

This is referenced in several of Epel's lines where he talks about beating Vil but on EN all of Epel's references to wanting to win against his housewarden have been changed to wanting to win against Crowley, instead.

Epel’s misogyny was downplayed for the English-speaking audience: originally he talks about Vil being weak and girly (repeating the same insult three times, possibly to illustrate his limited vocabulary), and this was changed to, "prim n' proper gent," "wuss" and "If Ah'm a pot, yer a kettle!" on EN.

During Halloween Epel says, “tange, me!” while describing pumpkin pudding. This is an expression from the Tsugaru dialect of Japan’s Aomori prefecture and just means, “really delicious.”

In the English language adaptation of the game, Epel’s line has been changed to, “It made me want to slap my mama.” Since there can really be no equivalent to certain dialects across languages, it makes sense that Epel’s phrasing is being changed for EN, by necessity.

But if you're wondering if "slap my mama" is an expression that was translated directly, it is not :>

(While Epel repeatedly uses the word "tange" for emphasis of when something is delicious/cool/fun, the "slap my mama" localization has only appeared the one time.)

After seeing Epel's delight in riding a blastcycle Vil decides to assign him the main role in his student film, leading to Epel being dragged away by film club students while protesting.

At this point in the original game Vil says, “Does the light in one’s eyes really change so completely depending upon if they’re doing something they have an interest in or not? What a troublesome apple.”

This was changed in his English-language dialogue to, “And yet his eyes clearly lit up at the prospect. I see right through you, my dear Epel.”

This may be a misinterpretation of Vil’s original dialogue, which means the opposite: Epel does not have any interest in the film, only in the blastcycle, and his eyes are not lighting up at the prospect of the role. The light has gone out because his excitement for the blastcycle is gone.

Interestingly the game’s creator, Toboso Yana, has said that in the early development stages Epel was a character who longed to be in show business!

#twst translations #twstdialogue #Epel Felmier #Twisted Wonderland

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japanfilmclub · 5 months

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The Inferno (1979) 『地獄』 Directed by Tatsumi Kumashiro 神代辰巳 Written by Yozo Tanaka 田中陽造

#the inferno #地獄 #tatsumi kumashio #神代辰巳 #Yozo Tanaka #田中陽造 #原田美枝子 #Mieko Harada #japanese movies #japanese film #japanese cinema #hell #japanese horror #horror movies #japan #cinematography #screencaps #japan film club

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suna-cerely-yours · 1 year

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this u? ft itoshi rin

warnings: fem! bodied reader, she/her pronouns, nonconsensual filming (by the media)

a/n: what is it with me and characters named rin

the club is packed by the time you make your way to the bar, air sticky and humid. flagging the bartender’s attention, you order your usual, leaning against the bar to wait for it.

“you come here often?”

scoffing at the obvious pick-up line, you turn your head to look at who was speaking to you- only to find yourself staring at a very solid chest. your eyes flick upward to find bright yellow eyes staring down at you- a grin adorning the man’s face. whatever you were going to say gets lost as you blink at the attractive man (he looks so familiar, where have you seen him?).

“that wasn’t a pick-up line by the way, uh unless you’re interested- then it certainly was-”

his words are cut off as another man cuts in, “bachira, what the hell are you doing, oh.”

your mouth parts as you stare at the two men, the one who you definitely recognize as isagi yoichi.

you step back, grabbing your drink, with the intention of high tailing it away from the world-famous football players (fuck, you didn’t recognize meguru bachira?), only to be stopped by the man himself.

“wait, seriously- i wasn’t tryn’ to come off as a creep- we’re only in town for the weekend, and i just wanted to talk to a local.”

pressing your lips together, you fight the urge to down your drink in one go.

“you’re, out of luck there uhm, bachira- i’m not a local either. i’m just here on a business trip.”

“at the club?”

rolling your eyes you smile, stepping forward, “funny, i thought your only skill was kicking a ball around.”

“come hang with us, you’ll find out a lot more.”

the night progresses and you feel a little starstruck, surrounded by japan’s no- the world’s, finest. however, you’re having too much fun listening to the various players’ stories to dwell on that too much.

well, that wasn’t the whole truth.

as much as you were having fun, you couldn’t help but be aware of a pair of distinct teal eyes glaring at you. it was pretty difficult to not notice itoshi rin, and it was just your luck that you had somehow done something to make him mad.

the music’s changed into something sultry and heavy when you exit the hallway which led to the bathroom, only to run into a warm, firm body.

“shit, i’m sorry, rin? uh i mean, itoshi san-”

you’re met with his side profile as he tongues his cheek, face turned away from you. you pause, unsure what to say, when his eyes lock onto yours.

you swallow, mouth suddenly dry, “ i- i’m sorry i didn’t mean to-”

your words are cut off as he steps forward, leading you to step back into the hallway. he opens his mouth, as if to say something, before deciding against it and fixes you with an impassive stare instead, stepping aside to move into the hallway.

your eyebrows furrow at the blatant disrespect, and before you realize what you’re doing you grab his arm to stop him.

“what the fuck is your problem? you’ve been glaring at me all night- did i do something to you?”

teal eyes widen in surprise at your outburst, before he scoffs, shaking his hand free.

“not everything is about you princess, it’s not my fault you don’t realize you’re annoying.”

mouth falling open at his statement you gape at him, “what? what the hell? i’m the annoying one? and not everything is about me? you’re the one who’s been glaring at me all night!”

he shrugs, “not my fault you’re in my line of vision.”

blinking at the audacity of this man, you step closer, “the media is so right about you, y’know- your brother is definitely the better one.” it’s a low blow, but you’re way too pissed at the moment.

fire fills the teal eyes within seconds as he growls, stalking forward, forcing you to back up against the hallway wall. slamming both hands on the wall beside your head, he traps you between the wall and his body, bending so that he’s at eye level with you.

warm breath fans across your face as he leans impossibly closer to you, “you wanna repeat that princess?”

your panties feel uncomfortably damp as you arch your back, pressing your breasts against his chest. ghosting your lips across his, you whisper, “he’s probably better at everything.”

it’s the final straw that breaks the camel’s proverbial back as he surges forward, grabbing your face with one hand and wrapping the other around your waist to lift you up. wrapping your legs around his waist you moan, as he forces your mouth open, lips bruising against yours’. pressing forward he grinds against you, one hand holding you up, the other sliding down your neck- slipping into your dress.

“fuck, go on- say some more.”

“rin, ah, just-”

you wake up the next morning in your hotel bed, thighs sticky and panties missing. groaning slightly, you reach for a water bottle and unlock your phone- only to be met with a barrage of texts from your best friend. opening the first one you’re met with a 45 second video of two very distinct people vigorously making out in what looks like a hallway. dropping your water bottle, you sit up- checking the rest of the messages they had sent-

trending on twitter

rin’s so hot

she’s a lucky girl

closing their chat, you bite your lip, opening the other message from a seemingly unknown number,

this u?

attached video

it’s sae

#itoshi rin x reader #blue lock #blue lock rin itoshi #itoshi rin smut #bllk x reader #itoshi sae x reader #bllk smut #bllk rin

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Doris … April 12, 1939. Doris sang with Barney Rapp’s band at his nightclub Sign Of The Drum.

Barney Rapp was a popular band leader and jazz musician for nearly three decades. He is best known for discovering Doris Day and launching the career of Rosemary Clooney.

Barney Rappaport was born in Connecticut on March 25th, 1900. When he was 20-years-old he organized a Jazz orchestra that was styled for dance music. He named it "Barney Rapp and His New Englanders." In a unique move, Barney, unlike most orchestra leaders of his day, played the band's drums. The New Englanders gained a popular following on the East Coast. Barney eventually moved to Cleveland, Ohio, and then to Cincinnati. Once there, his band became a regional attraction, routinely getting their music played on the radio. The band eventually recorded several albums on RCA Victor and Bluebird. Among their early recordings is an MGM film short featuring the band.

The band toured the country in the 1930s and 1940s. Barney needed a vocalist and hired singer Ruby Wright. She became the featured singer with Barney’s band. The professional relationship between Barney and Ruby eventually turned personal and the two were married in 1937. The couple bought a nightclub in the Cincinnati area and named it the ‘The Sign of the Drum.’ Of course, Barney, Ruby, and the New Englanders often performed there.

Barney launched the careers of many artists who went on to achieve great fame: His most famous discovery was 14-year-old Doris Kappelhoff. Barney asked her name, and upon hearing it said: "It’s a very nice name but a little too long for the marquee outside." He suggested the name Doris Day after hearing her sing "Day After Day.” Doris replaced Barney’s wife Ruby as the band’s featured singer when Ruby became pregnant in 1939 • After hearing the teenage Clooney Sisters, Rosemary and Betty, sing on the radio in Cincinnati, Barney recommended the girls to bandleader Tony Pastor • Others who got their start with Rapp include actor Eddie Ryan and singer Barry Wood, who is best known for being Frank Sinatra's immediate predecessor as the lead male vocalist on ‘Your Hit Parade.’ Wood also performed with musician Buddy Rogers.

In the fall of 1956, Barney and Ruby started the ‘Reds' Rooters Fan Club.’ Waite Hoyt, Hall of Fame pitcher and Cincinnati Reds Radio Broadcaster, urged his friend Barney Rapp to promote a fan trip to Milwaukee to help root the Reds on to victory. Over 700 people traveled by train to cheer on their team. This was the beginning of the Red Rooters’ Club. Under the leadership of Barney, the Red Rooters’ Club took fans all over the world including every National League city, several American League cities, Japan, and Europe. Over 100,000 Rooters have traveled to root for the Reds.

Barney Rapp died on October 12th, 1970, at the age of 70. He is interred in Spring Grove Cemetery in Cincinnati, Ohio.

#doris day #1930s #big band singer #big bands #classic movies #classic hollywood #vintage #barney rapp #sign of the drum

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wait omg myah please please PLEASE tell us more abt myrah’s career after allume (and maybe during too 🤭) i js NEED to hear more abt her !

MYRAH YAMAZAKI is a Japanese K-pop idol and global icon based in South Korea. She made her initial debut in the rotational girl group ALLUME in 2005 as the group's leader and lead vocalist until her generation's graduation in 2010. Myrah is often credited for making ALLUME as popular as they are, achieving international stardom during this time for her strong attitude and natural star quality. Her run in Allume would be dubbed "Myrah and Friends" by fans due her popularity often overshadowing her groupmates.

Myrah would immediately begin a solo career after her 2010 graduation, destroying both the Korean charts and Japanese charts with the mini album HAUTE TOPIC. HAUTE TOPIC would break records for having all four tracks debut in the Top 10 on Melon. Moonlight, Chase Me, Starlight, and Kitty Kat would all break into the top ten and remain there for a solid five months. Myrah's solo career would be proflic and global, debuting in Japan shortly after her Korean solo debut where she would destroy the charts there as well. She would be the highest-performing Flowerbank soloist ever until the acquisition of Baebi's contract in 2023.

Myrah is still a high profile celebrity, starring in a handful of blockbuster films, critically acclaimed dramas, and becoming the face of many luxury brands through out the years. She is also the head of the creative board in Flowerbank Entertainment, owning an impressive amount of stocks in the company. She has been the host of the radio show AllTalkMe for over ten years now, keeping her and Allume relevant over the years.

ﾞ . ✩ . ' ۫ INFORMATION!

STAGE NAME :: MYRAH

BIRTH NAME :: Myrah Yamazaki

Birthday :: December 1st 1987

Zodiac :: Sagittarius

Birthplace :: California

Hometown :: Osaka, Japan

Ethnicity :: Japanese

Nationality :: American-Japanese

Faceclaim :: Devon Aoki

Height :: 175 cm || 5′9

ﾞ . ✩ . ' ۫ VIRAL MOMENTS!

"I don't think people realize we haven't actually had sex...I wish but we're acting, guys." One of her first viral moments as an actress was in 2016 during the press tour for A Man and a Woman with her co-star Gong Yoo. Myrah and Gong Yoo would go on to have a public relationship that would often have them going viral for their cute and funny moments. To fans' dismay, the pair would split in late 2020.

When she snatched Sooah's mic from her during a concert, singing her lines and high notes. "My mic wasn't working. It's not like she sings much anyways," Myrah would go on to say in an interview, fueling the fire of rumors about the two having a feud during their time in Allume. After this, Sooah would noticeably clutch her microphone whenever Myrah would walk by her.

"How could I not like her? I've never spoken to her. I love 2ne1. Shut up." Myrah would shut down rumors of her and CL of 2ne1 having beef, telling a fan to shut up when they spoke negatively of her. Shot in glorious 2009 iPhone quality, the video would make its round around the internet. A week later, Myrah would post a selfie with CL on her blog with the caption "My bestiiiiii~ ^-^ <3" and the two are still close to this day.

She put her hand up in Gdragon's face when he attempted to sing to her at the 2013 MAMA Awards. It was a lighthearted interaction, Myrah laughing the whole time, but the internet took it differently and deemed her "a rude bitch" and VIPS would begin to harass her. This would have very little effect on Myrah as she would go on to post a couple of photos of her with T.O.P and Gdragon in the studio with the caption: "I lovvveee rappers!! (*^^*)♡"

"She's a bitch! A hot one though!" Myrah would shout out her car window when she was escorted out of a club by Flowerbank CEO Kim Iseul. Myrah was a bit of a club-goer post-Allume, often having to be picked up by friends or, on rare occasions, her CEO. When asked by paparazzi about her thoughts on Iseul having to pick her up, prompting her to say her now most iconic line.

#༘⋆✿ ARTIST PROFILE #༘⋆✿ MYRAH #fake kpop oc #idol oc #idol au #kpop addition #kpop oc #oc kpop group #fictional idol community #bts addition #kpop au

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Hero Vision Vol.15 (2004/Summer) ft. Kamen Rider Blade Cast Interviews Hironari Amano x Yoshifumi Oshikawa (Suit Actor) (translation below)

Publication: August 20, 2004 (between episodes 29-30) Hironari Amano (Sakuya Tachibana) x Yoshifumi Oshikawa (Garren Suit Actor)

"When did you two first meet?"

Oshikawa: It was before we started filming. We went to JAC's (Japan Action Club) training field and practiced our moves with Pilot Director Ishida-san and Action Director Miyazaki-san. At that time, Miyazaki-san said, "Try doing things with your own personality," and Amano-kun did exactly that, becoming Sakuya Tachibana. I was so impressed, that I wondered if he had already practiced for the role.

Amano: My first impression of Oshikawa-san was that he looked like a nice person. I had heard that those who train at JAC are really intimidating. And yet, it seemed like it was full of nothing but nice people. Even half a year later, I still think he's very nice.

"What were your first impressions of Garren?"

Oshikawa: When I was working on Faiz last year, I received three sheets of illustrations for Blade, Garren, and Chalice, as they would be next year's Riders. Out of all of them, the one I had my eye on the most was Garren. But, at first they said I would play Chalice, and that Garren would be played by Ito-san. However, as the start of filming approached, I was told, "It looks like they want you to become Garren." I said, "Ah, Is that so? (happy). Well, I've got alot to think about" Since then, I've been really enjoying it. For the first time, compared to Takaiwa-san (Blade's suit actor), I play the role of his much stronger senior. Playing the role of a senior, I struggled alot with the idea of hitting Takaiwa-san in the face, calling him an "Idiot," and other things like that. So, when it came time to do it for real, I was too scared to touch him (laughs).

"Amano-san seems better in that regard."

Amano: That's true. I am the oldest. That's why I don't really struggle when it comes to playing the part in that respect. The other day, we were both being criticized by Tsubaki-kun, right? (laughs). We both had to sit next to each other.

Oshikawa: Tsubaki-kun started to lecture me.

Amano: He said, "Garren, you're really holding me back here" (laughs).

Oshikawa: He told me, "All you do is get in the way of the battle!" (laughs). He then said, "It's annoying" (laughs).

Amano: He's the annoying one (laughs). But, we can't really argue with the guys on Blade's team, can we? It's hard to fight back against them (laughs). Even though Garren's team is in a better position to attack.

"Do you reference anything when thinking about Garren's movements?"

Oshikawa: I tend to go to Ikebukuro when I have time off. Right in front of one of the Matsukiyo's (drugstore) in Ikebukuro, there's a crosswalk, with some space inbetween the roads. I'll just sit there and watch as people go by. There are all kinds of people, so I'll look for the details of how they walk and turn around, and sometimes, if I think it's a good movement, I'll try doing it next performance. It's all just normal behavior, but sometimes they do things that are out of the ordinary. Overall, it's really interesting to watch.

"Is there anything interesting about Amano-san's actions?"

Oshikawa: Amano-kun has the tendency to keep his eyes on his opponents once he faces them, so when confronting the enemy, he doesn't take his eyes off of them, almost as if he's threatening them with just his eyes.

Amano: It was brought up to me by Director Ishida. Up until now, I've often performed with my eyes looking down. My performance with Sayoko-san was good, but after that, whether I was being persuasive or frustrated by betrayal, I would keep my eyes down. I was told it made me look weak. Actually, when I watched myself in the aired episodes, I did look weak. So, when expressing my feelings, I try to perform in a way that I can't move my eyes away. When we're told to get ready to perform, we get ready and switch into our roles, but Oshikawa-san, he changes the moment he puts the mask on.

Oshikawa: My mood changes. It doesn't matter what height I'm reaching for, I feel like I can do anything. It's like there's nothing I can't do…..

"When wearing the mask, are there ever any personal annoyances, such as sweat getting in your eyes?"

Oshikawa: It doesn't matter once you put the mask on.

Amano: Is that so. Isn't it itchy? Ah, or maybe something else gets in your eyes?

Oshikawa: Never. It's because I'm totally focused. When I'm putting on my mask, I feel like I'm sweating profusely and burning up, but when I'm actually wearing it, I don't feel that way.

Amano: But, the photo of him trying to drink with his mask on looks like a joke (laughs). They actually took a photo of that.

Oshikawa: When?! Of Me? Ah, but, today I was told that when you're wearing a mask and your throat is bothering you, to just hold your mouth over the top of the mask and cough.

Amano: That! That's what Oshikawa-san did! (laughs). I thought it didn't make any sense.

Oshikawa: I don't remember doing that at all, I was only told that for the first time today (honest).

"What scene are you most proud of?"

Oshikawa: It still wasn't a satisfying outcome, but it was when I was about to seal the Peacock (Undead) at the sandy beach. I had the sealing card and was wondering whether to throw it or simply drop it, as a test, I dropped it. I asked the director and he said I could keep my test, so I dropped it again for the real take. But, I wondered how it would look on air to drop it, as I've only been throwing them to seal them off.

Amano: I though it was great. As a normal hero, you'd think, "(For your lovers sake) Finish him off!" But Tachibana isn't that type of hero. It made me very happy to know that Oshikawa-san dropped the card with such consideration.

Oshikawa: Ah, is that so? I'm glad~ (laughs). Until I saw the aired episode, I wondered if that was the right thing to do.

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