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dorimena · 3 years

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𝕷𝖆𝖈𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕮𝖆𝖐𝖊

𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯; bakugou katsuki

𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱; 1.4k

𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰; fem!reader, lingerie, sex toy (vibrating butt plug), implied edging, implied overstimulation, pegging, mommy kink, dacryphilia, dom!reader, sub!reader

𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔰; garterbelt, dry orgasms, didn’t know lima bean respect day existed, if you haven't realized i refer to reader's dick as cock whether flesh or silicone, implied aftercare, aged up character, Bakugou is in his 20s

𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔢; late gift for the birthday boy who i haven’t written anything about until now. It was supposed to come out as a small fic, but University kept getting in the way and I’ve fallen behind with some pendant writings. Guess this is my first headcanon thing. Not proofread!

April 20th could mean anything for a lot of people:

In the US, it’s National Pineapple Upside Down Cake Day.

Also in the US, it’s National Lima Bean Respect Day.

Internationally, for the weed lovers, it’s 420 Day.

But April 20th simply means it’s your boyfriend’s birthday.

Bakugou had been hinting about wanting a small surprise for a while, whether big or small

And by hinting, I mean downright telling you every breakfast, lunch and dinner spent possible throughout March that he wants something from you, but doesn’t want to know what

If you were Mina, you would’ve thrown a party at some lowkey club and hired one of the best DJs in the city, if not the country

If you were Kirishima, you would’ve taken him hiking to a new mountain someplace else in Japan + a weekend glamping getaway

If you were Sero, you would’ve gone to do something relaxing, maybe a spa? Aerial yoga? Definitely not to just see his ass in some yoga pants

If you were Kaminari-

Well, that’s actually an interesting thought… What would you have done if you were Kaminari?

Bakugou wearing a black, see-through thong, the most sensual looking lace garterbelt you could find in his size and a pretty black bow sitting on his ass is what you managed to come up with

Sure. At first he was ready to fight, but then he remembered who you were so obedient baby boy mode was activated without any more fuss. That, and his fucking fantasies.

He’s also been fantasizing for the past few weeks leading up to his birthday about how you’d probably ride him. Maybe fuck him? He doesn’t care, just wants to be babied and loved and fucked good until he passes out to wake up a week later.

Maybe not, he still has work to do

Another reason he put up with this is because, y’know, you tend to be nicer on special days so-

Bakugou wearing a garterbelt makes you feel so many levels of horny in a span of 30 seconds once you see it on him. It accentuates his already envious waist line even more. God, you can’t wait to see him bent over and ass up.

So you tell him gently to do so from where you’re sitting, and he does it so prettily.

Reminds you of a graceful cat, the way he turns around on the bed, chest already down onto the bed sheets as he pulls his torso as close to his knees as possible. Juicy ass is as high as it could be and wow, the thong doesn’t do a good work at hiding the glimmer of the diamond butt plug.

Pity it didn’t come in any other color than white, but it came with the lingerie.

You didn’t even warn him when you turn the butt plug on.

The promised low setting already sounding pretty loud, his small huffs indicating it’s not as overwhelming yet.

Good.

But by now, you’ve left it on for a good while, watching as he tries not to lose his balance or shuffle too much to ‘lose the appeal’.

He’s cursing at you in airy moans, vermillion eyes glaring at you. Why are you teasing him? You’re meant to be nice.

It’s his fucking birthday

You’d punish him for his impatience, but you already punished him the day before.

You don’t want him not being fucked in the ass so you turn the vibrator up to the last setting, smiling sweetly as he curses even louder

This is still punishing but nice, right?

He seems to agree

His arms are restless, moving from staying beside him to moving above his head to grip at the sheets.

His hands also go to grab his ass and pull the cheeks apart to show you how he’s clenching desperately around the toy, whining about how he needs you right now, to stop fucking around and get your big ass cock in him or else-

But that “or else” doesn’t really get finished, not with you startling him with your speed and sight of the ribbons.

His arms are tied now, forcing him to keep spreading his ass, to keep showing himself off.

This has him burying his face into the bed, hiding how red he’s gotten from embarrassment.

You don’t allow that, so you press your hand onto the plug to push it in deeper.

He yells out your name, body jolting as the toy relentlessly messes with his prostate while your other hand curiously goes to touch the front.

The thong is absolutely soaked and sticky, and when you move your fingers against the fabric to feel just how sticky it is, Bakugou tries humping them, well, really just trying to rub his dick against your fingers because wow the stimulation of the fabric is n i c e.

But you’re not having it just yet, you wanna appreciate his perfect posture a bit more.

Reminder: the butt plug is already at its highest setting.

So the next best thing you can do is smack his ass because your baby loves that, loves how you leave compliments and praise for how it jiggles and gets a pretty red. He does it for you, after all, makes sure it’s always at its best presentation.

But he’ll never tell you shit because then you’ll tease him and embarrass him in front of his friends.

So a few slaps in, being careful with his hands, all followed by cooing at how it moves, how it blushes, how it’s now matching his face and probably dick too, has him trying to fuck back into the vibrator, but he’s humping absolutely nothing and growing more and more desperate and horny.

You back away from the bed, going for your camera to take another pic for your growing collection.

On the bed lies Bakugou Katsuki, all tied up, lingerie getting sticky with precum, the laciest garterbelt you’ve ever seen decorating his waist while he’s panting heavily, ass in the air, face completely red and wet, whether it be his sweat or tears.

He’s holding his ass apart to show you the vibrating diamond butt plug that’s been stuck in the highest setting, buzzing away as he’s whimpering your name, hiccuping “mommy, mommy, mommy” as he pleads for mercy, wiggling his ass as he tries luring you back to his body.

“M-mommy! Hnnnm tuh-touch me! Plea-ease? Please~”

Hey, aren’t you supposed to be nice? Eh...

He can’t come alone from the vibrating butt plug, never has been able to before, and if his rocking hips don’t indicate how much he wants to either fuck the bed or have your hand on it, you just ignore it.

Let’s see if tonight he’ll be able to cum hands-free for once. And make sure he cries more and more everytime he gets to cum from your cock and only because of your cock.

Basically that’s your birthday gift. Fuck him good until he either forgets his name, he's a babbling, crying mess, he's completely milked, or all of the above.

After hours of being edged by the toy he finally came, but in thin, small amounts, so you had to fuck out a few more rounds and cum out of him before he passed out.

In all honesty, he begged you to fuck him until he passed out. He had been fantasizing about it, after all.

After you both had your final orgasm of the night, rather early morning, he’s in tears, body trembling through the last tremors of his 2nd dry orgasm out of what? 7 orgasms? The copious amount of cum he’s managed to get milked out of him drying everywhere on his body, drool wetting the bed sheets even more than they were, room smelling like caramel, asshole fluttering around nothing and dick twitching as if wanting more.

Bakugou’s speaking gibberish at this point, the only coherent words leaving his dumb mouth being “mommy”, “more” or your name as he slowly succumbs to his exhaustion.

You give him your premium grade A aftercare during the little time he remained conscious and took care of everything else as he slept.

Next day, you cook breakfast, even if he grumbled about the taste or appearance.

He’s a good boy, he’s not gonna yell at you or be ungrateful with anything and everything you do, considering you put up with his anger. I mean, he gives his opinions, insights, inquiries through loving shouts of disapproval and approval.

All in all, he liked his birthday, but told you he kind of expected you to throw a party and had mentally prepared himself

Goddamn it. Guess next year you’ll call Mina for some help

#bnha smut #mha smut #bakugou smut #bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki smut #sub bakugou #sub bnha #ლ; blasphemy #𝖇𝖆𝖐𝖚𝖌𝖔𝖚

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doctorbeth · 4 years

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Stripes the 50 year old tiger

This will be a longer post, because it’s all about the details, and there was a lot of going back and forth with photos and emails to get Stripes and his stripes just right. So be sure you’re comfy when you sit down to read it. :-)

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Stripes person first wrote to me back in December about her tiger, Stripes, and his companion RedEye the snake. Both were starting to feel their age, but as she said,

“ As you can see Stripes is in the most need of repairs. Personally, I’m guessing that a full recovering is needed, but I’m certainly no expert and will follow your advice. Here are some pics which show Stripes fur disappearing and soon he will be bald. Amazingly he has no damage that I can find. His ears need some stuffing, but they have never been tall, firm standing Teddy Bear ears.”

Here are the diagnosis photos she sent:

As you can see, his belly section was pretty good, but his furry parts were wearing and fading. His person really wanted his fur recovered, in an orangier rather than tanner fur, and she opted for him to have a spa too.

Here he is in his bubble bath:

Once he was dry, he got restuffed and of course, got a heart with a bit of his original stuffing. Here’s his heart being made:

Then it was time to choose furs. As some of you know who’ve been reading for a while, usually with tigers we use a solid fur of the preferred background color, then add the stripes by hand afterwards. Here were the best fur options:

His person opted for the orangier, furrier one.

Stripes got recovered, and some smaller wounds on his belly were sewn. Then, it was time for hand striping. I did some basic striping, and then sent photos for feedback:

His person’s first response was:

Beth, you’ve made me cry at work. I’m absolutely over the moon with Stripes new look!!! Holy cats he’s looking beautiful!! You are AMAZING!

But I was asking for striping feedback, and she happily provided it:

The stripes. Thank you for being so conservative. :) I would like to add some more stripes. I’ve included an updated pic that shows where I would like some stripes added.

Tail: Could you put 2 stripes in a ring pattern around the tail? They continue the black spots you started. I also noticed with other Gund tigers that the ring was painted at a slight angle or sprayed as 2 “halves”, not a straight ring that looked like a raccoon’s tail. (pics) I know that there was more black at the tip of the tail, but I don’t think the whole tip was black.

Back Leg: I’ve continued your 3 spots into stripes.

Body: I’ve added 2 stripes, but if you will notice stripe #2 is in the shape of a ‘V”. (I remember this detail as a child) The stripes do NOT have to line up with the fabric underneath. They didn’t before. :D

Face: I’ve added a short stripe above Stripes’ right eye. This detail always gave him a slight serious look without being mean. (not a lot of slant to the line, if any) I have always loved this detail about him. And I’ve elongated the stripe on his forhead.

Beth, I’m pretty sure we will be adding some more stripes to the back, especially his head but I thought we might tackle this bit first.

She closed with:

Again, I just absolutely can’t thank you enough for your beautiful and loving work on my best friend. I have been showing people the before and after pics for the last 5 hours. I’m so happy!!!

So back to drawing stripes on Stripes I went. Here are the next batch of photos:

Stripes person was thrilled:

Stripes looks spectacular!! I mean he is just awesome with the stripes that you’ve filled out.

She wanted just one more stripe. She sent a photo, but it was in another format, so I won’t put it here, but she also described what she wanted very well:

So I just have 1 more stripe for you. If you look at my pic, you will see that I’ve drawn a line over the small black dot that is on his forehead. In the last pic you sent me you can still see that it’s just a spot and not a stripe. Could you lengthen that spot into a stripe for me?

Please note the position. When you are seated facing Stripes, this stripe includes/starts at the black spot and runs towards the right. You have a pretty stripe that’s higher on the head already placed on the left so this one goes off to the right and is the same length as that one.

Adjustment made, I sent another photo (you can see the printout with her line instruction next to him):

Her response:

Perfection Achieved! I’m so so happy!!!! How many exclamation points can I put in an email to show you how perfect Stripes is!!

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So Stripes got packed up and headed home to a grateful human and snake. Here he is at home with his pal, RedEye:

His person was soooo happy! She wrote a very long thank you, with a history of Stripes and RedEye, and I don’t want to edit it, so I’m copying it entirely here for you to read. But you can skip it if you want and just know she was happy!

Hi Beth,

Sit back and relax. This may be a little bit of a long happy read. :D Please feel free to use any content or pics from my emails for your blog.

I waited anxiously for Stripes to arrive. Yes, my husband signed for the box and I couldn’t wait to get home!

And so the moment has arrived. I brought Stripes best friend Redeye in from the bedroom to help me open the package. We open, I close my eyes dig in past the packing peanuts and pull out our best friend. Oh My Goodness! He is beautiful! bright! and colorful! He practically glows! I see his face. Yes, yes! It’s Stripes! I see the same face I’ve gazed into and loved for 50 years. And that’s when the tears start. Crying, mouth open in shock but my husband says he’s never seen me happier. ..After many long years, I can finally cuddle my friend again.

Beth you have given me back something I thought I would never have again. I love Stripes so, but I couldn’t, didn’t dare to pet him or cuddle him. I had to be so gentle, so afraid that I was doing more damage to him. But now all that is over! I can sleep with my buddy by my side. I can take him on vacations again! I’m tearing up just writing this. I can’t express my joy…absolute joy over the work you have done. Stripes looks like a beautiful and bright toy again. Thank you Beth. Thank you so very much.

…And I’ll be sending Redeye to you some time in February. I’ll be sure to email you first to start the process.

And here’s a little history about Stripes. Stripes was a Christmas present in 1969. I have always loved tigers and I was in deep love the moment I saw him. He has enjoyed play tea parties with me, and watched drive-in movies sitting in the back window. He has looked over the candy hauls that I collected during Halloween and been in a beautiful oak tree during the crisp dry autumn. (Carefully placed on a towel, but he needed to experience a tree. He is a tiger after all.) He has been with me in Japan for a year and traveled all over the US northwest looking out of a train window. And he has done all these things with Redeye by his side.

--But let’s face the facts, in the last few years my friend was disappearing before my eyes. There was good fortune that his seams were okay but the fur was coming off. His stripes were completely gone in areas. He was looking more yellow everywhere. And I dared only to pat him. That’s when I began to search for help to restore my friend and so I found Realms of Gold on the internet.

Beth has been wonderful, corresponding with emails and working out details by sending pictures back and forth. She listened to my input and was absolutely amazing at applying the stripes in the right places. We actually discussed exactly where to put them. :D I trust Beth’s skills so much that I will be sending Stripes best friend Redeye along soon. He was amazed and so happy with Stripes look, that he can’t wait to go to Realms of Gold!

Okay Beth, this may be a little serious but I wanted to express my honest feelings, and let you know why this has been so important to me.

With my 2 stuffed animals loosing hair and looking tired a sobering thought occurred to me. If something happened to me, what would happen to them? We have no children to give them to. We can’t donate them because being so worn out, no one would take them. And the thought that they might end up in a garbage bin was too much. Of course for me, my goal was to pet, play and enjoy them again. That goes without saying. But now, seeing Stripes beautiful bright colors, I am happy and secure in knowing that years from now, I can donate or will him to a children’s home where he will continue to be loved. (I have several friends who grew up in orphanages and we think it’s a wonderful idea.)

Thank you so much Beth!!!!!!

I don’t know about all of you, but that made me smile all day. :-)

#stuffed animal repair #stuffed animal hospital #stuffed animal cleaning #stuffed animals #tigers #tiger #stuffed animal tiger #toy tiger

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mimibtsghost7 · 3 years

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Fuck you and all your little brain washed rats sending people hate because you cant take responsibility for your actions!! But go on stay silent like you always do, pretend its nothing of your business, keep being a fetishizing racist delulu like you love to be while pretending to be the best blog on tumblr!!!

NOT like anyone will see this but YOU will so LET’S GOOO!!!~~

TW: mental health and more (if you feel like this can trigger you, pls don’t read this, breathe in and out and listen to this HERE and remember I love you), loads of tea and Mimi NOT being a friendly and kind ghost.

funny enough:

I never pretended of said I was the best blog. But I guess the fact that you say it might be because you heard it frequently? Thanks for thinking so^^

I sent hate to no one and u r the one sending it to me rn ^^ In my whole 4 year journey on Tumblr I received a lot of love but also worse hate that you can imagine. Yes you are saying now you are receiving hate ... funny how it’s bad when It’s addressed to you but when it’s at me and my dear followers it is not. Still, I never told anyone to go hate on you. You were the idiot that tagged my old blog and as soon as my blog was gone pple searched me and found out you were the reason behind this. But as you keep hating on me. Let me tell you I am kind but don’t mistake that for me being a coward.

I am not into insulting others and I don’t care much if you insult me. BUT don’t YOU DARE touch my dear followers. Insulting ain’t hard. Let me try: The only rat here is you hiding in your hole as an anon. I went and compared your writing with this ask and previous hate asks. And it was you~ Good for you~ the sewers smell just like your filthy mouth spilling sh*t left and right. So on brand. However, I know who you are @hobisbeautifulass Hi ^^

Me racist? HAHAHAHAH you truly know NOTHING about me nor my ex-blog’s message. It was a place when you were welcomed no matter your skin color, religion, gender ... proof? well it got deleted thanks to you. but ask around this time and search for who reblogged my posts as they were always the top of the tags (even if I don’t trust how bad you are at research). I supported the BLM movement and still do and will always do but I did so veeery early without anyone telling me. Not for the notes but because of my humanity. I wished my dear followers’ happy holidays no matter their religions. And never cared about those things. Why judge someone on something based on religion or how they were born. As for the LGBTQ+ community, I was always and will always be there for love being love. I talked about mental health and opened venting nights. I helped left and right and when I was receiving hate because of people like you spitting lies about me. What did I do? Did I go online and called people bad? No. I looked back at myself and asked myself if I did anything wrong. I tried to educate myself and apologized sincerely when I had to. I read books and watched documentaries to learn how to become a better human. AND never repeated a mistake twice. You tend to forget that our cultures are different and sometimes you grow up to see some things as normal when they are not. This is not an excuse tho, so I always believed that I was lacking and if someone had something to say against me, there is a chance they are right and just in case I should reflect on myself. But for your case it was pure nonsense. ME? a stalker? how can I stalk when I have social anxiety and at that time couldn’t even leave my room? I am even afraid of taking public transportations and just the other days I was crying from joy when I took a taxi alone. they said I was in Japan stalking Jimin and Jungkook and took a pic when I was NEVER EVER was on that land. You put me on the same list as people who bought info about BTS’ flights to be on the same plane as them? I was stalked before and let me tell you it ain’t cute and fun. I am even scared of the idea of being followed. that’s why I never shared openly my age, country, or anything about me on my blog. that’s why I have no personal social media to this day and that’s why making my ex-blog was some sort of miracle in my life.

Silent? yes I was silent when I received hate and didn’t even vent to my dear followers or pointed fingers. Why? because I thought as my day was hell I shouldn’t make anyone’s day worse. I was worried about my dear followers with mental illnesses being triggered. I tried to take my life so many times I lost count but I still came here and smiled. It was my safe place and you took it away. Yet, I should pity you? You hated on me first for no reason and you know it deep inside but right now you are trying to convince yourself that you are the angel and feel no guilt. Compared to you. I pointed fingers at no one and didn’t name you when my blog was gone. Why? because compared to you, I thought you will not be able to manage the hate and what was done .. I didn’t want you to suffer the same way I did when you are the one who made me suffer the most the past couple of days. But the kind Mimi is someone you will never remember because you dared touch the friends I love and calling them names. I don’t mind people insulting me but don’t you dare touch my people. I know myself best. My dear friends/followers know me best. I thought ... I could leave without this mess but you keep barking in my ask box and it’s annoying. I left this backup account just to talk to my friends and yet you are here to ruin things again? I should stop being kind to the ones who deserve non of it. I ignored you when I had so many followers and you went silent too because you were scared of me. But as soon as I lost my blog because of you, you went, edited and then reblogged that stalker post. How can I be a stalker? do you even know the definition of a stalker? do you even know shame? well .. I don’t think so.. you said it yourself. You are NOT ashamed (and you reblogged that so many time lol).

Death threats? this is no competition but thanks to people like you I have been there and wish no one to be there not even you. The only difference is that you almost killed me for real. You were not the sole reason? Great job walking away from you beloved word: RESPONSIBILITY. And I didn’t get just anon hate, I got literal tagging by people like you, DMs, and people pointing guns at me. That’s why I didn’t mention you. I was worried about the one who took away what I worked for for 4 YEARS. I was more sad and concerned about the ARMY fandom here. Do you know how many rely on my updates? do you know how many people said I helped them? do you know any of that? do you think 200k people were “rats”? Do you think if I did and say wrong thing I will not be questioned by those people. I always told my dear followers: “friends, if I do or say anything wrong or share anything that hurts anyone please tell me. I am willing to learn from everyone.” But what did you know? what did you do? Well .. guess you love notes? As the most notes you ever got and the most attention was when talking about me?

Love how you talk about fetishing when my blog was what people call “family friendly”. I also like BTS. I love them for their music, talent, personalities and the happiness they give me. I also enjoy BTS’ bond and love their interactions. I posted content of all kinds of interactions JM X JK, JK X V, V X JIN, JIN X SG, SG X JH, JH X RM, RM X JM ... If you are calling this fetishing asian men just because I scream over BTS as a fan and love their bonb. Then aren’t you against the idea of being an ARMY? I was a clear OT7 and you were told that you weren’t right:

Then you answered this without even explaining the nonsense about me:

idk .. I am trying to find sense in your nonsense so .. wait wait let me look at the definition of fetishism first.

Fetishism /ˈfɛtɪʃɪz(ə)m/ noun: a form of sexual behavior in which gratification is linked to an abnormal degree to a particular object, activity, part of the body, etc.

Then .. judging from your URL alone hmmm ... cute. I won’t even talk about the SMUT you write that is full of kinks and fetishism. Well I have no problem with fan fiction but the irony you spit is out of this world.

Also, I made money out of mimibtsghost? HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH no lil one. I worked day and night for FREE. At some point when BT21 just came out and there were no products on AMAZON or anywhere but S.Korea, someone reached out to me to offer 20% off or something for my dear followers. When they asked what I wanted I said what about international giveaways for my dear followers. Basically, made gifs, found content, updates, analysis, edits, and so on for free. Again, w-wait .. Aren’t you the one asking for commissions? Well .. It’s not wrong. But again THE irony.

So, I went to see that post you made about me with “PROOF” and it was just another person who was salty as I got them blocked I can’t even recall who they were but oh well. Their arguments according to YOU and many should be taken as FACTS just because they said them? You said HERE that your first comeback was MOST:7 that came in just last year (2020) SO what the hell do YOU know about what happened years before you came when all the proof you pointed at where baseless without any backing?

Let’s see this so wise person you used to delete my blog and what I have done ^^

The gifs: There is a story to this. The first week I came to Tumblr, It was my first time on this site and the first time I share anything. I shared some content and my analysis had a lot of notes for a small creator that started just a week ago. But I made a mistake, I found a gif and posted it while crediting the gif maker. At the time I had NO idea it was wrong. I logged off and after 5 hours I log in and there was a WAR for that ONE gif. The big blog had me blocked and her friend was telling me to take it off. As soon as the person told me I did IMMEDIATELY and apologized againa and again and told them to tell the original gif maker to deblock me as I want to apologize directly and that they can block me after that. They did and I apologized but they just kept insulting me. Of course it was MY mistake and that’s why I apologized. But for them. for a mere gif (yes I say a mere gif because I made so many gifs and they were used on all platforms but I never thought it was necessary to hate that much on someone like they did to me). That blog was big and had big blog mutuals. Thanks to that, I became someone you do NOT become mutuals with but block and never reblog content from. Without any big mutuals. Without any shoutouts. Only my love for BTS, my dear followers’ support and my hard work.. My blog, became bigger and FAST (I got 10k in less than 6 months after I started) and that brought loads of jealousy and thus more rumors. Even if, I apologized and since then made my own gifs. And I made SO many gifsets that I can’t remember how many there were. What I can recall is at some point I made them daily and many times a day.

Ships Jikook? I posted content of ALL the members interactions. I was here at a time where Jikook stans and Taekook stans where always fighting. BUT I posted about both and even made so many posts to encourage loving all the members and all the interactions. I also used the tags solely used for shipping with other big tags to show that BTS’ interactions are all important and their bond is beutiful. That our fandom shouldn’t hate on a member just because they are not part of a ship we like. And wait .. even if I shipped Jikook? I got called ALL those names by someone who ship the members with readers and write sexual scenes? Like, wait ... I am truly confused. Like, write fanfic and do all you want as long as you hurt no one I guess but why am I getting hurt for doing non of it? Like according to you, the person you should be cancelling is yourself?! I am also not into cancel culture like you so hahah whatever.

Posted stalker pics: well wow the story changes each time. Next thing you will hear that I was the one holding a camera for a member in a Vlive lol. Let me teach you about this update thing I was doing. I follow accounts I trust and that’s how we get info circulating fast. I always do reasearch but sometimes mistakes are made. For example when lately people shared pictures of BTS leaving their virtual concerts and schedules. There was a watermark of a news outlet. Normally we trust those but only later we realized that those people stalked BTS. You clearly can’t know it all. But I still didn’t share many pics related to many events (I will not name those as pple can search them even now because some pple never deleted those). And all big accounts shared many pics then deleted later. This happens all the time but it happened like ONCE for me. However, I am called a stalker for that?

When Jonghyun passed away ... I don’t even wanna recall that night as the memories just ... when that happened I posted about it and send my condolescences. that post had over 10k notes and was at the top the tag. Why did I do that? I was devastated. Yes, many were but I will talk about me rn: I was suicidal the days before that and one of the songs that I listened to when I was broken where by him. I has been in the kpop world since 2006. And learned about his group since their debut with ‘Replay’. I was never a stan but I still knew of many groups and listened to all the songs I liked. I was very sad when he was gone and ANGRY mostly. Why is this angel leaving? Why is someone like me still here? Why did I not leave instead of him? How much did he suffer? And in the midst I posted a post from twitter that stated how agencies usually put down pple with mental illiness and hide it in the industry. Yes, that was important but NOT at that time. I shouldn’t have posted that and I realized after 5 min of doing so that it was WRONG. So I deleted it FAST but it kept being reblogged and I kept getting hate and people telling me: “Go kill yourself”... the sad part is that I almost did as my answer was “true ... why am I still here?” I apologized and logged off then to this day won’t forget crying at 3 AM while walking outside next to my dad. I was outside as I couldn’t breathe anymore and the idea of seeing the walls of my room was hell. I cried and cried and the teary eyes that my father looked at me with are something I am ashamed of to this day. To add one more thing while I am spilling the beans. I hate learning about someone dying. My grandma passed away sometime before that and it was so shocking to me. and some people came and told me when I was mourning her: Go follow that bitch of grandmother of yours. And for what? At that moment I didn’t think I would live to see the next year but I went to therapy and took medecine that was hurting and made me shake all day just to turn somewhat sane. No one knew tho ... I smiled all day and cried all night.. Even on the blog I fought no one of the ones who hated me. I just blocked them but even that was an insult to them?

Again, you said no one should defend me. Yet, you were ready to fight whoever touched anyone around you. What about changing your URL to beautifulassirony

Also THE hypocrisy. If you are sorry then why are you answering an ask of someone isulting someone you want to apologize to? Just make a post wher you apologize or ignore it from the start?

One more thing but surely not the last. You said you were good with research which you are NOT. So, let me show you what an OG detective ARMY can do. But first, as I was scrolling I saw some of your “work” (let’s not even talk about those gifs) and I am just giving my point of view here: I hate how you painted Namjoon as this horny-idiotic-make-dog. Like I get it it’s a fanfic or Namjoon as a dad but ... Namjoon is such a smart man who is very respectful and ofc he is a human with needs like many but what the hell is this way of portraying a character? Also a character is not cool, amazing, and a strong woman just because they curse and belittle their partner.

Oh well, only you kept reblogging that as it show 36 reblogs when only 33 as still there when I looked and out of those 13 reblogs are yours? (you might have reblogged it more) but again some people might have liked ... people have different taste ... so ... whatever.

Let’s continue, shall we ^^. You said you were the victim here when I was the one getting robbed right? How can I believe someone who reblogged the post below and was proud calling themselves an abomination or how the Oxford dictionary defines it: a thing that causes disgust or loathing. For once you weren’t wrong.

What can you expect from someone who has the “I am not like others” kinda mentality while stating relatable things that everyone goes through?

This is getting pretty long. So to sum this up. You are now telling others that hate is NOt ok and that they should be ashamed of themselves when you yourself is not ashamed of hating on me?

I am not the type that sends anon hate. I might ignore some barking but the past days you came and bite me hard. I face the ones I have to face without fear. I know I am not the bad guy here and I don’t care much what you think about me. Even BTS got haters. This says a lot. BUT do NOT dare talk badely of my dear friends/followers. You said you do research well? Start by deleting the post below that was originally by ME from your blog ... oh how meticulous you are. From your baseless receipts to your twisted logic. Indeed people on the internet can say anything and it will be FACTS. You painted me as the devil and painted yourself as this researcher? What’s next you receiving a Phd in ‘pity me’ after your MBA in lies and irony? Whatever~

Whaaatever~ Karma will have upcoming talks with you. No need for you to apologize. I never cared about you and you only got attention using me. But I am not here anymore how will you get that blog running now? Are you gonna add me in a fanfic next? No need for you to send me my appearance fee when you do so~ And no need for you to apologize to me just apologize to you conscience if you have any left. As for me @hobisbeautifulass you are just someone I will forget soon anyway~~

And because according to what you said HERE when you described the things you hate about people and I thought that was VERY close to how you treated me. Thus, you might really not stand yourself rn.

Do.Not.Worry. BTS are starting the Love Myself campaign again and just in time for you to jump in (you are good at jumping to conclusions about me so I won’t worry about you). I know you don’t like me or my friends but be sure to love yourself at least ^^

You are a Hobi stan? Then learn from Hobi to share some sunshine not bring the storm. Have a good day~

#Anonymous #hobisbeautifulass #don't mind the typos as I wrote this in one go #just because I am someone who do not punch back when someone hit me do not mean I will stand nicely when you touch my people #anyway~ bye~#mimibtsghost

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Wed 3 Feb ‘21

LTHQ has, quite rightly, announced the postponement of Louis’ North and South America tour dates “due to the ongoing uncertainty” around the pandemic. New dates will be announced “as soon as there is clarity on when it is safe for touring to happen again” and tickets will be valid for those new dates when they’re set. Siiiigh, yeah. With all the shuffling that had happened, these had become the earliest of the LT Tour dates scheduled, so now the first ones remaining un-postponed start in June with the Ukraine and Russia dates. It would be wild if those ended up going ahead and Kyiv got to be the tour opener show, I’m guessing they don’t get that kind of big show a lot! “Louis can’t wait to get back to doing what he loves most, which is performing for you,” the announcement says. “Stay positive,” Louis tweeted, “hope everyone is doing all right,” taking the words I want to say to HIM right out of my mouth. Maybe THIS will be the last of these sad announcements? We can only hope so.

Helene Pabrum is thinking about live shows too; in case you weren’t saddened enough by the LT Tour news, she posted a small collection of joyous colorful HSLOT crowd shots that make you feel like you’re there, captioned “keep shining ladies”. Meanwhile more pap pics of Harry from the DWD set are out today, including some of him out of costume in all white (including a vintage Motown t-shirt and slippers) and some of him in just a little bit of costume, just slacks and a whole lot of makeup covering his shirtless torso-- all his tattoos are fully disappeared! SO weird looking who even is this man? And Bobby Berk posted some throwback pics from when they did karaoke 2 years ago in Japan- the little weirdo looking mildly awkward in the curls and old man cardigan feels much more recognizable as our dear Harold.

Liam’s weekly FIFA podcast is out, continuing its journey around the world in matched up guests with two guests (as always, a footballer and a musician) representing Venezuela this week. Liam says South America is “the best place because everyone over there is so passionate,” talks about starting out in the industry so young, saying, “you see a lot of child starts who go off the rails and for me I thoroughly believe that it’s the people you have around you who are your role models, who are your mentors at the time. Cause there’s definitely been places that I’ve needed to be brought back from,” and tells about getting recognized at a random petrol station in the wilderness in Africa when they were driving out to film the Ant Middleton special. He also relates his quest to become even more of an icon to the grinder crowd than he already is- “before lockdown started I used to be an underwear model, now I look like a lumberjack.” Yes that’s right and both looks are heartily appreciated by the masses sir!

Louis followed a boxer on instagram who is I believe actually a boxer and not a MMA fighter but hell who knows anymore, and he cruised the replies to his tweet (you can tell cause he accidentally liked a random fan question then unliked), a new Zayn Martyr ad pic dropped, an extreme close up of Zayn’s, like, necklace area? What do you call that, decolletage? Anyway and of a martyr branded electric guitar he’s holding, weird, though the necklaces are the main focus. And with the Watermelon Sugar vinyl, sold in July and Aug, finally arriving in buyers’ hands, you would think that saga would at long last be happily concluded but NO! It seems the records maybe WERE already made and spent the long months sitting in a hot warehouse somewhere, cause many of them are arriving horribly warped (as heat exposure does to vinyl). The resulting discordant warbly underwater effect makes for an interesting remix version I guess, but it is definitely not what buyers were led to expect. Hey Jeff, is this one of the examples you’ll be using to showcase your organizational skills on that application to handle vaccine distro? We’re just wondering where to submit the testimonials about what a great job you’re doing!

#louis tomlinson #Harry styles #liam payne #zayn #Liam is talking about Louis fight me I’m right #all the makeup in the world can’t hide them hiddies vavavoom baby #h/t to westishharpooners for the jeff crv joke I usually try to avoid stealing other peoples' material but when specifically requested to...#well maybe I will #3 feb 21 #danny murrell #jeff azoff #hshq

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sentinel of naruhata | chapter three

koichi's very bad, no good day

warnings: descriptions of violence, manga spoilers for my hero academia: vigilantes

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“So… you’re Haimawari Koichi, age 19, freshman at Hitonami College… I’ll just call you Koichi, then. Unless you like the sound of Nice Guy better.”

Izuku laughed at Haimawari’s sputtering reaction, clutching his stomach as he leaned back against the cool floor of Koichi’s little one-room apartment. After the incident with the return of those thugs, Izuku and Knuckleduster followed Koichi back to his home. Knuckleduster was determined to recruit the both of them, and Izuku just… didn’t have anywhere else to be. He was sure that Eraserhead was already done with patrol by the time their skirmish ended.

Luckily, Koichi didn’t seem to mind too much when Izuku mentioned dying his hair. He felt the black suited him nicely, even if it was still a little damp. He didn’t need Tomura or Kurogiri making a surprise appearance and immediately picking out his green curls from the crowd.

“Don’t go through my stuff, crazy old man!” Koichi reached over to grab his student I.D. and his wallet from Knuckleduster’s grasp.

The veteran vigilante ignored him as he turned to face Izuku. “And what should we call you, kid?”

“Izuku.” The young boy had stopped laughing, but he was still laying on the floor.

“What, no last name? Running away from home?”

“What’s it to you?”

Koichi leaned over him, glancing down with concerned eyes. “Don’t tell me you’re trying to live off of the streets… No wonder you bought a weird amount of junk at the store.”

Izuku grimaced, sitting up and pushing the older kid out of his space. “I’m fine. Can we change subjects?”

Knuckleduster nodded, sending a small smirk Izuku’s way. “Okay. Why are you looking for Eraserhead?”

Koichi blinked, ignoring Izuku’s frustrated groan. “Who’s Eraserhead?”

“He’s an underground hero. He can erase quirks, barring any mutations, and he practically fights quirkless. He’s a badass.” Izuku was talking animatedly, moving his hands around wildly.

“Oh. Wait. Is he your dad?”

“Why would he be my father?!”

“You have the exact same quirk don’t you?”

Izuku slumped, flitting his gaze towards the floor. “It’s similar. I want him to train me how to be a hero. Plus I need his help with something, not that I’m gonna tell you losers what that is.”

Koichi let out an offended grunt while Knuckleduster heartily chuckled.

“Anyways. The two of you will be calling me Master.” Knuckleduster moved from the table to the small mini fridge in the corner of the room, opening it up to find it full of beer.

“Didn’t we tell you that we weren’t going to be your apprentices?” Koichi glared as the man opened a can of beer and began to chug it. “And would you get out already? This is my house!”

The old man ignored Koichi’s protests in favor of grabbing another can of beer. “The drug is called Trigger. It’s a quirk-booster; it also weakens the user’s ability to reason. Basically, this drug turns regular folk into instant villains.”

Izuku glared at the table, clenching his hands into tight fists. He knew all too well what Trigger was capable of. He shuddered as he dared to think what could happen if his father forced Tomura to take the drug. Japan would be completely decimated.

“So, why not just let the heroes do something about it? Or call the police.” Koichi let his head drop to the table, bored and frustrated at the fact that Knuckleduster was refusing to leave him alone.

Knuckleduster barked out a short laugh. “Ain’t gonna happen, kid. These pop-up villains on trigger can emerge from any crowd, at any time. Cops and heroes are always forced to play catch-up.”

“Oh. So they blend in with everyone else?”

“Exactly. And that’s where we come in!” Shocking the two boys into backing up, Knuckleduster hopped to his feet, hand clenched into a fist.

Izuku shook out of the state first, glaring at the older man. “Did you just say ‘we’?”

“That’s right, kid! The three of us are gonna go out, stop suspicious looking characters, and check their tongues!”

“Okay, even if we wanted to go with you, why are you allowing a nine-year old to accompany you? That seems pretty crazy to me.”

“Oh please. He’s more advanced in quirk usage and hand to hand than you, just based on last night. Plus, if he’s hiding from his parents, he’s got nothing else to do. He’s already a deviant in the law’s eyes.”

Izuku could do nothing but reluctantly nod his head at that.

“Trigger turns the user’s tongue black, so we’re gonna give those losers a beat down and make them spill the details on their dealer. That’s the only way to put an end to this whole drug trade.”

Koichi sweat dropped, shaking his head. “So you just want us to go around punching people?”

“Exactly!”

“I thought you were just joking! What the hell, man!” Koichi screamed as he hung off of Knuckleduster’s left arm. Izuku laughed maniacally as he hung off of the vigilante’s neck. He was punching people with his right hand and checking their tongues.

Koichi could admit he was a great multitasker. But holy shit, this man was insane.

The three of them were causing quite the commotion; people were screaming and running away from a man carrying a college student and a little kid who was also throttling everyone he was in range of. It wouldn’t be too long before a hero showed up to stop whatever was happening.

In a desperate attempt to stop Knuckleduster’s shenanigans, Koichi called out to the group closest to them. “Please! Give us a peek at your tongues! Stick ‘em out a little and this will all be over!” The guy closest to them stuck out his, thankfully, normal looking tongue. Koichi tried not to be too offended when the man also flipped him off.

It was hard to hear over Izuku’s laughter, which only increased in volume after getting the finger, but Koichi’s ear perked up at the sound of boots hitting the metal above them. With a glance upwards, the hoodie-clad vigilante felt his eyes soften in relief. “Pop Step!”

“What the hell are you losers doing?” The pink haired idol-in-the-making jumped down to the ground as soon as Kunckleduster threw both Koichi and Izuku on a nearby bench. They landed harshly, Izuku’s laughter tapering off within an instant. Koichi immediately shook it off, and stalked over to a nearby vending machine, selecting a coffee for himself and a juice for Izuku.

“Why don’t you ask the old man? He was the one chasing after innocent bystanders like a lunatic.” Koichi mosied back over to the bench, tossing Izuku the juice as he plopped down beside him.

“I’m nine, not a toddler. What if I wanted a coffee?”

“If they cooperated, I wouldn’t have to look like a lunatic now would I?”

Koichi ignored the both of them as he opened his coffee, taking a well-deserved sip after lowering his mask. He leaned his head back in a rare moment of reprieve, trying to block out the weirdness he somehow chose to surround himself with. He only blinked back into the present when Pop Step aggressively leaned on his arm.

“So you’re looking for junkies and dealers, huh?” Her thoughtful expression drooped into a grimace as she looked away from Knuckleduster. “Thanks for showing up last night, pops. Provided me with a distraction so I could slip away from that idiot.”

“Whatever.”

“Shouldn’t you be thanking me?!”

Pop Step shrugged, stepping back and throwing her hands on her hips. “Why’s the runt still following you around?”

Izuku, who was absentmindedly sipping on the juice that Koichi had gotten him, slowly looked up at Pop Step with narrowed eyes. “I’m not following them. I’ve just got nowhere else to be at the moment and it’s entertaining to see these two create chaos.”

“Right… and that Eraserdude you were looking for?”

“I won’t even be able to start searching for him until night falls. I’m just passing the time.”

Pop blinked a few times before turning back to Koichi. “So, Nice Guy!”

“You can just call me Koichi.”

“Koichi? Is that your real name?” Pop Step hopped in place, her large grin very apparent. “Why are you going along with this, Koichi?

The college student paused, the can of coffee held up to his lips as if he was ready to take another sip. He slowly moved it down, allowing it to rest against his thigh instead. “I just… if I don’t keep an eye on the guy, he’ll beat up every last person on the streets.”

“Nah. I start with the most suspicious ones… like youngsters who can’t stop messing around.”

Koichi ignored the statement, along with Izuku’s snort, as he continued. “And who knows what kind of trouble the kid’ll get up to without a responsible adult nearby!”

“Responsible? Says the dude who’s only item in his fridge is a case of beer!”

“You all are morons!” Pop stomped her foot against the ground. “Going at it so randomly is never going to work. Why don’t you use your heads!!”

Koichi looked up at the girl from his spot on the bench, eyes blank in confusion. “Our heads?”

Pop Step rolled her eyes, sitting on the edge of the bench and pulling out her phone. “Whenever a villain shows up, someone’s bound to snap a pic!”

“That’s right!” Izuku shot up, bringing his phone out as well. “The hero forums are always swimming with pictures of recent attacks.”

“All you need to do is refine the search to ‘unknown’ or ‘sudden’ villains. That’ll mean less legwork for you clowns!”

Koichi blinked, “That’s clever.”

“The photo search or calling you clowns?”

Izuku’s cackle rang out, echoing in Koichi’s ears as he glared at the girl sitting next to him. The three of them nearly missed it when Knuckleduster shot up from his seat in pursuit of a new target.

“Hey! Stick your tongue!”

“Oh, not this again!!” Koichi ran out in front of Knuckleduster, coming to the newcomer’s defense. “C’mon man, this guy is clearly just your average salaryman! He’s not even bothering anyone!”

In his rush to save the seemingly innocent man from getting punched in the face, Koichi barely came to a stop before nearly running into the newcomer. In shock, the man dropped his briefcase, crying out when hero themed action figures came tumbling out.

“See! I told you the guy was fishy! What kind of adult carries around dolls in a briefcase!”

Izuku and Pop Step had just caught up, exchanging concerned and bewildered looks. The young boy pulled his mask over his face and bent down to help the man pick up the toys.

“I- I’m sorry! I work at a toy company, these are just prototypes.”

“See! Nothing suspicious about that! He’s just a hardworking guy!” Koichi’s voice rang out as he tried to push Knuckleduster back.

The elder vigilante wasn’t having it, however, and pushed forward to grab onto the man’s lapel. “That’s what I’m trying to prove! So cooperate, or else.” His free hand cocked back, gloved fingers positioned into a tight fist.

Before Knuckleduster’s fist could land a hit on the poor businessman, a white cloth wrapped itself around his arm, effectively preventing his attack. Knuckleduster grunted as his arm was pulled back, and his eyes narrowed at the figure behind him. Izuku gasped, eyes widened as he took in the hero before them.

“Violent acts in full view of the public… you’re hardly a model citizen.” A gruff voice, harsh from sleep deprivation, sounded out from behind the group. Pop Step and Koichi backed up behind Izuku and Knuckleduster, shocked looks on their faces. “You must be one of those instant villains of late.”

Knuckleduster guffawed, “Hey kid! Looks like it’s your lucky day, huh?”

The newcomer’s eyes narrowed in suspicion, locking on to the young boy who seemed to be hyperventilating out of excitement.

Izuku’s green eyes sparkled in delight, holding his hands up in hopes of proving he wasn’t a threat. “You’re the Erasure Hero: Eraserhead! You lead the underground in both villain captures and civilian rescues, but you never stay long enough to actually gain any credit! Your fighting style is incredible! I always wondered if your capture weapon worked in tandem with your quirk- your hair floats when you use it, yeah? Does it negate small amounts of gravity near you? That would explain why your scarf seems to deny the laws of physics!” His voice carried on, causing those around him to stop and stare.

“Did you know the kid was so…”

“I’ve never heard him speak more than necessary. This is definitely new.”

Eraserhead was the first to snap out of the trance, tightening his grip on his capture weapon as he lowered himself into a battle stance. “I’m not sure how you got such vital information- I work very hard to make sure there isn’t much coverage on my exploits.”

Izuku nodded, standing in place. “There are only two clips I was able to find- but I’ve been looking for you for some time now! We’re not here to cause trouble, promise!”

“Either way, I’m off duty today. Just being a good samaritan.”

Knuckleduster grinned, turning to face the hero fully. “So we got that in common.”

Koichi backed away further, hands high in the air. “No way does he think we’re villains, right?”

“Hey, hey! Don’t lump me in with these guys!” Pop Step jumped, using her quirk to land a few yards backwards.

There was a tense moment of silence before disaster struck. Izuku, sensing trouble out of the corner of his eye, cursed as Knuckleduster rushed towards Eraserhead. The hero, now fully prepared for battle, dropped the sack he was holding. Cat food and jelly pouches flew out of the bag, bursting open against the hard pavement. Knuckleduster chose to go high, fist ready and aimed for Eraserhead’s face.

Izuku sighed, ignoring the shouts from Koichi and Pop Step as he jumped into the fray.

Yeah… this is the most idiotic thing he’s ever done.

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xpeachesncream · 3 years

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a drabble for miss perfectly wrong about y/n surprising tae after coming back from a trip with the gang? and like he can't keep his hands away cause he just misses y/n so much 🥺 super fluffy please? take your time with it also! thanks love, xo 💜

perfectly wrong | drabble [7]: when two long weeks apart finally comes to an end.

word count: 1.7k

warnings: not much besides cussing, implied sexual content, tried to make this as fluffy as possible! i hope you enjoy 🥺

Just a few more hours.

You hurriedly gathered your things and packed them into the trunk of your car, speeding off to Taehyung's apartment. It had been a very, very long two weeks, spent all by your lonesome. Taehyung had gone off to Japan with Jimin and Namjoon, another one of their plans that they had solidified awhile ago. The time difference wasn't so bad, but you were honestly so tired of waiting up just to hear from him, or pulling yourself together so you wouldn't go to sleep too early. Part of you really wanted him to enjoy his trip, away from his phone and other distractions since you knew he had been looking forward to it for a really long time. But, you couldn't help it. You just missed the fuck out of him and you needed him to come back asap.

And for the record, Taehyung did enjoy his trip. He had a lot of fucking fun, roaming around and meeting new people. He's even had his fair share of women trying to get up on him at the night clubs/bars, but he wasn't having it whatsoever. He'd easily block himself or shove his friends in the way because they weren't you and those moments made him miss your presence even more. He always wanted you around him, and it's times like that that made him wish he could touch you, hug you, kiss you, show you off. Bask in these moments with you. But, he knew he had time - you both had forever to go, and he was only looking forward to the days where he could travel with you and bring you everywhere with him.

With that being said, he couldn't wait to fucking see you and just hug you. Feel you against his body. He really, really missed you. But he hates knowing he has to wait another day or so because you had told him you left the city to attend some culinary & food convention with Jin. The specific details, he had no idea. He just knew you weren't around and it bummed him the hell out. He didn't press on for more details, moreso because he was just tired from the flight and from the trip itself.

[start flashback of phone call]

"You're finally coming home!"

"I know." He chuckles. "But you're leaving? What time will you be back?"

"I'm sorry, baby. I totally forgot about the convention. I'll be back tomorrow evening."

"Tomorrow evening?" He sighs and pouts over the phone. "But, I really miss you."

"Aw." You chuckle. "I really miss you, too. I told Jin I'd go since his friend bailed out."

"It's alright, you should accompany hyung." He says softly.

"Cheer up, okay? Have fun for the rest of your time there, I promise it won't be long before we see each other."

[end flashback of phone call]

Tae, Jimin and Namjoon all get picked up by one of their other friends and they head straight to dinner before heading home.

"Taehyungie, where's Y/N?"

"She's with Jin hyung at some culinary convention in the next town over." He pokes his food.

"Aw, look who misses her." Namjoon teased.

"Fuck off, it's been two weeks." Taehyung pouts, not even giving one damn about how he looks in front of his friends right now.

"Taehyungie is in looooove." His other friend teased. "Isn't that some shit? Never thought I'd be saying that any time soon."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Tae shakes his head and rolls his eyes. They can call it whatever the fuck they want, but you were his baby and he was the happiest he had ever been. Of course he loved you. Of course he missed you. Seeing you and feeling your touch is the one thing that pushes him through his days.

Taehyung isn't really in a rush to get home knowing he'd come home to an empty, lonely space, but he was also yearning for his bed. As he's making his way up to his apartment, he digs out his phone to give you a call, hoping maybe you would have came back early. But, he gets no response and the loneliness further kicks in.

Damn, he just wanted his girlfriend. Was that too much to ask for?!

He unlocks the door, sighing heavily at the dark, cold, empty living room. He rolls his luggage in, gently pushing it aside against the wall before throwing off his long puffer jacket and grabbing a cold water bottle. He takes a few gulps before he's just standing there, admiring your photo as his lock screen. Lord, was he in love.

When he slowly opens the door to his room, his eyes widen and his jaw drops. You, in the flesh, were sitting on his bed all cutely, legs criss-crossed applesauce with your arms up in a V shape. A small "Welcome Home" banner draped the headboard, with a few balloons scattered across the ceiling and plastic tea lights scattered around you on the bed.

"Ohhhhh, shit." He says, chuckling to himself since he doesn't know how to act with how surprised he is.

"Welcome home, love!" You giggle as you hop off the bed, straight into his arms. He hugged you tightly, the scent of your hair filling his nose. He's so fucking happy right now, he could honestly cry. He holds you close to swing you around once, causing you to squeal into his chest before he puts you down.

"Baby." Is all he says when you pull away to look at him. He gently caresses your cheek, smiling from ear to ear before kissing you on the lips. "I missed you."

"I missed you, too."

"I thought you were gonna be gone."

"No. I tricked ya." You pull away to walk towards the bed, but he gently grabs your wrist to pull you back to him. His hands are feeling up your entire body before they rest on your cheeks to cup them as he's planting a kiss on your forehead and nose. "Why don't you get into comfier clothes so we can cuddle?" You giggle. He silently nods and makes his way to his closet to grab some clothes he can change into, but before he could make his way to the bathroom, he's back to holding you close and kissing your cheek. "Babe." You softly squeal.

"I'm sorry, I just haven't gotten to do this for awhile." He chuckles before running off to the bathroom to get changed and washed up. Next thing you know, he's waddling over to the bed and tossing his arms around you, tightly holding you. He smells of baby powder, which honestly is the cutest thing. Every move you make, he tries to be right there - needing to touch you, hold you, play with your fingers, anything.

"You're a baby." You playfully joked. "What is up with you?"

"Mmmm." He whines as he sits up against the headboard and pulls you close by throwing his arm around your shoulder. He gently lifts your chin to meet your lips, slowly kissing you and taking you in. You wrap your arm around his torso, your leg draped over his to be as close as possible. "My pretty girl." He smiles down at you, completely smitten and in love with all your unique features. "I had fun on the trip but I really wished you were there."

"Yeah? Tell me all about it."

"We walked so fucking much. Ate so much." He tapped his tummy. "The food was so good though."

"Sounds like." You poked his tummy, feeling him flex his abs every time your finger made contact.

"I think I came home with more things for you than myself." You smiled. You didn't even ask him to buy you anything. The fact that he was still thinking about you and buying things for you on a trip he had been excited to experience for himself - what did you do to deserve Taehyung? You had no idea. It hadn't been an easy ride but you wouldn't have it any other way.

"Seriously?" You chuckled.

"Yeah. I found a lot of things I thought you'd like. I even got you a reusable bag with Shiba Inu's printed all over it." He wiggled his eyebrows, knowing how much you bag on him for not buying reusable bags to use for groceries or other things.

"You're so cute." His hands are caressing your arm, laying another gentle kiss on the side of your mouth.

"We took the train everywhere, visited Namjoon's friends off in the countryside and stayed there for two days. Got really fucking wasted, Jimin was outside yacking."

"Poor guy."

"He's alive, right?" You laugh, playfully hitting him on the chest. "Went to the club and bars with Namjoon's friends. It was a good time."

"Lots of ladies flocking you, ey?"

"Yeah but what does that matter if it isn't my lady right here?" He gently boops your nose. You follow suit and boop the mole on his nose, one of your favorite things to do since it became one of the many features you loved about Taehyung. "We did a lot of shopping. Took a lot of pictures. Jimin will probably upload our pics and videos to a drive and I can share it with you once it's up." You nod. "I wanna share these things with you if you can't be there physically with me."

"It sounds like you had a really good time though, and I'm happy you did."

"I did. But," He looks down at you, his finger tracing your jawline. "I wanna do these things with you."

"We will. Once school is over." You chuckle.

"I really mean it." He says, ever so seriously [sweetly]. "I wanna take you to places you've never been to before, or places we've never been to before. I wanna be the person that takes you there." His plump lips softly press against your forehead. "I can't wait to be able to do that. I can't wait to wake up in a new place with you, have good fucking sex in a hotel room, roam around, take pictures of you, videos of you." You giggled. "I just.. can't wait to do everything with you, love."

"Sounds just like my type of trip."

"I couldn't agree more." He chuckled before swooping you into his arms to bring you out into the living room. "K, come on. I need to show you what I got you." He says happily.

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punprincess321 · 3 years

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Mchanzo reddit story!

(This is a sequel to the r/prorevenge story I made a few months ago, I accidentally deleted the original draft of this post so this new version is probably a lot better. This will be from Jesse's POV this time, hope you enjoy! Disclaimer: I made Jesse religious here because I can't look at a cowboy without thinking that they go to church, country music mentions God a lot so blame my fave genre for this interpretation if it bugs you. If you have any subreddits you want Hanzo and Jesse to write to, drop an ask and tell me the context of the sub, I'll find videos covering stories from that sub so I find inspiration)

My husband posted this story a few weeks ago and I decided to browse this website, reading all these stories reminded me of a certain person that me and my darling cherry blossom have had to deal with since we moved to town. I'd recommend reading his story first to get some context.

After I proposed to my husband, I found us a house in the town where I grew up, it was perfect for us since we planned to adopt kids the moment we got settled in. (Here's a pic of the place for those who are interested.) After we bought the place, I had a lot of renovations to take care of and we had already agreed we wanted three kids so I got to work.

I fixed the roof, redid the insulation, replaced floorboards and of course I got rid of the God awful green and painted the house a nice clean white, we sectioned off three rooms for the kids and planned to have them help decorate but we got things ready for them with twin beds, dressers and nightstands. I decided to put in a large back fence and gate for safety and privacy reasons, since Hubby and I like to do target practice and we didn't want stray bullets or arrows flying (my husband is an archer).

All that was left was the landscaping, now the front fence was very flimsy so I put in a new one and the front fence and gate is important: the fence was made with black iron and goes up to an adult mans chest if he's over 5'9 and it's got decorative spikes on top, the gate is in between two white brick pillars with lamps on top of each, the gate's made of the same black iron bars as the fence and has a lock for security, our mailbox is attached to one of the pillars since we keep the gate locked the mailman can't get to our door.

Now one day I was in the front yard with Hubby, we had planted a cherry blossom tree from Japan in the front yard and my husband was watering it, I was tending to my rose garden that was next to the front steps when we heard a voice at the gate... This was the day we met Denise. (H: Hubby, D: demon Denise, Me: me)

D: Hello!~

Me: *turns around to face her* Howdy ma'am.

H: Greetings.

D: I'm Denise, I live next door.

Me: Nice to meet ya. *tips my hat to her* Sorry we haven't been able to introduce ourselves earlier, we've been trying to fix the place up and haven't had much downtime.

D: It looks nice, but this gate and fence makes it seems so unwelcoming.

H: Well we plan to have children around here so it's mostly for their safety.

D: Aw! It must be so nice to have friends and family with kids!

Me: Oh, no ma'am it's for our own kids, we're gonna be adopting soon and want to keep them safe.

D: Wait, you're together? Like as in Gay?

H: Yes, we got married a couple months ago. *shows his ring proudly*

Denise went quiet and looked at us weirdly before she said goodbye and walked away, I then remembered that there aren't always going to be people in Texas who approve of same-sex couples, I told Hubby that Denise is probably not going to be a reoccurring visitor in our lives. Oh how wrong I was...

We soon visited the orphanage and we decided on Ivy, Cory and Tracy, Hubby and I made the orphanage aware of our choice and we prepared the rooms, I replaced one of the beds with a crib for Tracy and we babyproofed EVERYTHING. After we were set up, we brought the kids home, Ivy loved the loft bedroom (She basically has her own apartment on the top floor) and Cory loved how close his room was to Tracy.

The next day we took the kids shopping so they could pick out decorations and toys for their rooms, Cory immediately went for a train set table and Ivy was eyeballing the crafts and video games so I left Hubby with the younglings while I got Ivy a gaming console with three games and some craft supplies to make jewelry and temporary tattoos.

We got home and while Hubby and I watched Cory try to push the box with his train table to the front door (he actually managed to get it to the stairs), I noticed a letter poking out of our mailbox so while Hubby was busy helping Ivy bring her things inside, I walked over to the mailbox and pulled out the letter, I was holding Tracy who was asleep and when I opened that letter... I was so glad Tracy was a baby who couldn't read because if she had woken up and been able to see what was on that paper, I think she would have been scarred for life...

The letter was extremely hateful, calling my husband anti-asian slurs and calling me anti Hispanic and Native slurs (I'm white with tan skin, I have Hispanic roots but I guess the sender couldn't make up their mind) it was filled with homophobic comments about both of us, there was even a couple threats of bodily harm and even death, a lot of talk about God gave it away that the person who sent it was probably religious.

I put the note in my pocket and went inside, I helped Hubby set up Cory's toys and I put Tracy in her crib so she could nap, we helped Ivy set up her console and once that was all taken care of, we went to the kitchen to prepare dinner, that was when I showed my husband the note... We looked at each other in worry and decided to go to the police.

Unfortunately since we didn't know the sender the police were useless, we decided to try and forget about the hurtful letter and we tucked it away in our home office in case we ever found out who sent the letter. We quickly found out who it was the very next day...

That morning, Ivy woke up early due to nightmares about her family (we've gotten her help for them) and decided to sit outside on the porch with her phone and a cup of tea, apparently traumatized teenagers aren't the only ones up at 5AM because Denise was right at the front gate not long after Ivy stepped outside. This is what Ivy told me when I woke up:

D: Good morning dearie!~

Ivy: *still shaken by her nightmare* Uh... Hi?

D: Can you come here please?

Ivy: No thank you, I'm fine here. *sips her tea*

D: it's important, it's about the *Hispanic slur* and the *Asian slur* *homophobic slur*'s inside that house. (She was talking about me and Hubby)

Ivy: Excuse me?

Now Ivy was very emotionally fragile at the time and us being two of the first adults to show her decency and kindness made her latch on, after only a week being with us if she had woken from a nightmare she would come to our room and climb into bed with us like a toddler, oftentimes times we'd wake up and see her between us with tear marks on her face.

That being said, Ivy didn't want anyone speaking badly about us.

Ivy: Take that back. Now.

D: W-What?...

Ivy: Those men are the kindest people I know, take back what you said about them or I'll come over there and make you.

D: How dare you!

Ivy: Keep your voice down, there's people in this neighborhood who are trying to sleep.

Ivy didn't bother to entertain Denise any longer and came back inside, when we got up she explained to us what happened. Hubby and I should've known it would be her... We started ignoring Denise and just focused on living our lives.

Unfortunately we couldn't get away from Denise, I'm Christian and I started attending church on Sundays, Hubby was a bit uncomfortable with religion so I didn't push my beliefs onto him and I wanted the kids to be agnostic so they could choose their own beliefs and Ivy was straight up Atheist but she didn't voice it to me as I'm what she labelled "lovable religious goof" (lol what?)

When I joined the church, I soon found out that it was the same church Denise the devil went to, the first service I attended she saw me and afterwards the priest, Father Joe, approached me.

FJ: Good day my child.

Me: Howdy Father, mighty fine preach ya gave today.

FJ: Thank you, I was hoping to ask of your purpose for why you joined our church?

Me: I just wanted to follow God's path like my mama showed me.

FJ: Odd, sister Denise came to me saying you were living a dangerous life of sin.

Me: Oh my G-... Father, I'm just tryna live my life, love my husband and kids, work to keep em happy and pray I'm doin' it well. If that's somethin' I can't do here, I'll find another church without hassle.

FJ: Anyone is welcome in the house of God, your husband and children are free to come to us if they so wish.

I honestly felt like crying when Father Joe said that to me, I had been kicked out of so many churches that I thought I'd be reading my bible at home for the rest of my life. I thanked Father Joe and went home, Denise was waiting outside on her porch watching me, I flashed the bible the church had given me and flipped her off as I went inside.

Now Denise was pissed about me going to church with her but what really got her goat was that I made friends with a lot of the church goers, our kids would play together in our backyard and on the street, Hubby actually befriended some of them too and Ivy got some business doing temporary tattoos on the teens.

Now it was a bit around this time that Ivy's family started causing trouble, I had to make the fence electric to protect her but somehow the power kept shutting off, someone apparently took an axe to the power box (we already know who as she came demanding we give her axe back).

But Denise had the nerve to try and help Ivy's family get her back, she gave them the name of Ivy's school, her favourite hang out spots around town and the bus route she took to school! When Ivy's family fell apart, I dismantled the electrical system on the fence but I replaced it with a less noticeable one that can't be messed with by outside interference.

Denise then had the balls to come yell at me that she knew I made up lies about Ivy's family and ruined their lives, and that she was trying to save Ivy from us. I swear I don't know how I kept myself from killing her that day.

I filed a restraining order against Denise so she couldn't interact with my property, husband or kids, if she tried to interfere in any of our lives she would be arrested. That made Denise back off, she ignored me at church functions and when I was out gardening. It was peaceful. For a year.

I had gotten a big payday from my last novel and I decided to do something big, I swear hubby and the kids almost tackled me when I told them we're getting a pool. Cory and hubby were the biggest helpers in planning, it became an even split between kids splash park and adult relaxation retreat.

I would watch over the construction of the pool and every time I glanced over at Denise's house, I saw her staring from her bedroom window. The pool was soon completed and I decided my family would be the first to christen it, I invited my adoptive sisters and hubby's brother for a pool party.

Now my sisters are actually my teammates from the military but they were there when I first joined and made me feel like family, the amount of times they pulled me into their slumber parties is probably in the hundreds. I'll give them nicknames for ease of identifying them.

Sister 1: Flash

Sister 2: Falcon

Sister 3: Angel

Hubby's brother: Ninja

Flash had decided to bring her girlfriend along which was even better as I wanted my kids to meet as much of their new family as possible. Ivy was a little nervous about meeting other women because of her mother but Falcon was great with her and made her feel comfortable.

I fired up the grill and got cooking, Ivy was sitting in the shade doodling in her sketchbook with Angel next to her, Cory was swimming with Falcon, Flash and her girlfriend in the pool, and hubby was talking with Ninja while holding Tracy. I had just handed out food when the doorbell rang which made everyone freeze, the front gate was locked and the electric fence was on...

I grabbed my gun and went to the front door, I looked through the peephole and saw no one there, but the front gate had been busted open... Then I heard Ivy scream out back.

I ran to the backyard and saw three men holding shotguns, hubby was holding the kids close and my sisters had their weapons on the men, Flash's girlfriend was also protecting the children and Ninja was also armed with his throwing stars, I pulled out my phone to call 911 but one guy shot at me, I quickly shot back.

The gunfire gave hubby and Flash's girlfriend enough time to get the kids inside while my sisters, Ninja and I held the men at gunpoint, Hubby made the 911 call and police arrived within 10 minutes. (it felt like hours)

The cops quickly got the men to surrender and we were told they were part of a hate group mostly known for their white pointed hats... Someone had paid them to break onto our property, kill us, and take our children! The only thing that the trio didn't expect was that they were walking into a picnic with five decorated and armed military soldiers.

I asked the police to see if they could get the men to expose who hired them and they said they would try before driving off, I was just about to walk back into my property when I heard the rapid clacking of heels and then WHAM! A punch right to the side of my face, I even got a cut on my cheek from the bitch's ring.

Denise was in my face screaming hateful shit like there was no tomorrow, she even had the gall to slap me! I won't write down everything she said because half of it was plain nonsense but the base of it was all LGBT people, immigrants, black people, and those who aren't Christian or religious should be killed in the worst ways possible. (I noticed hubby covering Cory's ears.) But she admitted to being the one who hired the men throughout her rant.

I finally decided to tell her my opinion;

"Denise, I remember our first meeting pretty well, my husband and I were polite, we never said anything negative about you or your own family so what gives you the right to do the same to us? We turned a blind eye to your letter, I ignored the fact you tried to get me thrown outta church, it took all of my mental strength to get ONLY a restraining order on you after what you did to my daughter. But this is the last, motherfucking straw... You endangered me, my husband, my kids, my brother in-law and my sisters. I am going to be calling the police and you're going to prison because like it or not, your shitty views are a fucking crime."

I wanted to hit her so bad but lucky for me Falcon handled that because she walked over and gave Denise the best bitch slap I've ever seen.

I went inside and called the police and told them what happened, hubby took pictures of the cut and bruise on my cheek from Denise punching me as evidence and that's where things went silent. The next day I was replacing the lock on the gate when Ivy came running outside to show me something on her phone, one of our neighbors had filmed the entire incident and uploaded it to the internet!

Now apparently the video reached local news, and soon went all over the country, a lot of people were coming out of the woodwork in support but they didn't have to as Denise was already facing the music.

Denise was kicked out of the church for her hateful and unchristian behavior, she's soon going to court for conspiracy to commit murder, and apparently the demon was married! Wanna know what else? I ALWAYS SAW A DIFFERENT MAN COME TO HER HOUSE EACH WEEK! Our fence gave us privacy but it sure didn't give her any because I once saw her getting it from behind in her kitchen!!!! XD

Apparently Denise's adultery was discovered in the video, after we parted, the guy hadn't stopped recording and saw Denise's guy of the week show up! The church had known but didn't say anything, they didn't have to... Denise's husband was in the Navy and had been gone for a looooong time, so when he came home to surprise her...

Hubby and I were having iced tea on the porch and we saw the guy of the week hightail it out of there half naked with plates being thrown at him and that screaming was hysterical as he learned EVERYTHING. Good on you sir for going to your parent's house.

So now that brings us to now. Denise is faithless, divorced, shunned, and will soon be homeless after prison as the bank is foreclosing on her house soon, hopefully the new neighbors will be more tolerable.

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osakaso5 · 3 years

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Yamato Nikaido RabbiTube Rabbit TV Part 1: Spending Time With Yamato

Part 2 | Part 3

Staff: …Now, on to the RabbiTube project.

Staff: Our plan is to introduce the videos by featuring clips on NEXT Re:vale!

Staff: We’d really appreciate it if you could show a side of yourselves that people don’t usually get to see on TV. It’s a pleasure to be working with you!

Momo: We’ve got high hopes for you guys!

Yuki: Feel free to fully expose yourselves to the public.

Mitsuki Izumi: Ahaha, please be gentle with us! Looks like I’m gonna have to do a RabbiTube study marathon..!

Gaku Yaotome: By the way, Tenn, I saw you watching RabbiTube videos the other day. Do you know any good ones?

Tenn Kujo: …I was just watching cat videos.

Gaku Yaotome: Cats, huh. That’s not gonna help us learn anything.

Ryunosuke Tsunashi: …I think they might help! You could learn ways to entertain and soothe people…

Gaku Yaotome: Ryu, not all of us are gonna be able to do that…

Yuki: …I’m liking the idea of Kitty Gaku.

Tenn Kujo: …Pfft…

Gaku Yaotome: Tenn, why’re you laughing!?

Riku Nanase: Kitties..! So could it be like a video of Iori going into a cat café?

Iori Izumi: Why do I have to go to a cat café!?

Yamato Nikaido: I’m not too excited about making videos like that, either…

Tamaki Yotsuba: I wanna do a pudding tasting!

Sogo Osaka: …Personally, I’d like to rank my top 100 spices from all around the world…

Nagi Rokuya: And I shall hold a Cocona watch party!

Mitsuki Izumi: You guys aren’t bringing anything new to the table!

Iori Izumi: …Actually, I suppose animal videos do have their appeal, despite how banal they are…

Riku Nanase: Did you say something, Iori?

Iori Izumi: No, nothing.

Momo: Ahaha! Great, you’re already brainstorming ideas!

Momo: You’ve all got the right idea! We wanna see you act natural for your RabbiTubes!

Yuki: Let’s have a fun year doing this.

IDOLiSH7 & TRIGGER: Yessir!

- - - -

Riku Nanase: We’re going to be RabbiTubers for our birthday project this year..!

Sogo Osaka: All the group chats up until now were fun, so it’s kind of a shame that we won’t be doing one this year.

Mitsuki Izumi: …Fair enough. It’ll be awesome to make videos for our fans, but I wish we could have our own celebrations too!

Yamato Nikaido: It’s become kind of a tradition by now.

Nagi Rokuya: …We do not work together as much as we used to. Though I understand that it is difficult to match all our schedules…

Tamaki Yotsuba: Do we not get to eat Mikki’s cakes this year?

Mitsuki Izumi: The cakes are the one thing we’re gonna make for sure! Right, Iori!?

Iori Izumi: Yes. I’ll help, too.

Riku Nanase: Hmm… Celebrations…

Riku Nanase: Ah! Why don’t we all go somewhere together for our birthdays?

Riku Nanase: I guess we probably can’t all go… But we can get our manager to arrange it so at least some of us can hang out!

Mitsuki Izumi: Going out, huh… That does sound like a nice change of pace from all the group RabbitChats!

Yamato Nikaido: It’s a shame that we won’t all be able to go, but getting to choose a spot does make it feel more special. …You should take me to a beer brewery, by the way.

Mitsuki Izumi: Sounds like you’ve already got one in mind!

Tamaki Yotsuba: Let’s take lots of pics and videos for the guys who can’t go. We can send them over RabbitChat.

Nagi Rokuya: OH! A wonderful idea. It will make us all feel as if we are there.

Iori Izumi: I’m sure uploading them to Rabitter would make many people happy, as well.

Sogo Osaka: That sounds fun..! Let’s ask our manager about it tomorrow.

Riku Nanase: Yep! …Looks like we’re going to have pretty fun birthdays again!

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Nagi Rokuya: Yamato, Sogo! This is my first time doing pottery!

Nagi Rokuya: Though I have witnessed a posture similar to that of someone doing pottery in interviews and such...

Sogo Osaka: Politicians and commentators often pose like that for articles about them.

Sogo Osaka: Sometimes, it's almost like they really were told to mimic sitting at a pottery wheel.

Nagi Rokuya: Indeed. Many anime producers also pose like that for interviews.

Sogo Osaka: Interesting... I didn't know that technique had spread to the anime industry, as well...

Yamato Nikaido: ...Uh... Do I get to participate in this conversation yet?

Nagi Rokuya: But of course, Yamato! We are here for pottery!

Sogo Osaka: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to babble like that.

Yamato Nikaido: ...I thought our work here in Kyoto was done, so why are we at a pottery studio, exactly..?

Tsumugi Takanashi: This was the only day before your birthday that was open in all of your schedules!

Tsumugi Takanashi: We've got plenty of time before our train home leaves, and Sogo-san and Nagi-san wanted to sculpt tea cups for all of IDOLiSH7!

Nagi Rokuya: Ceramics are the essence of Japan. Show me your national spirit!

Yamato Nikaido: My national spirit...

Sogo Osaka: I thought it'd be nice if we could eat and drink from cups some of us made ourselves, even when we can't all be gathered around the same table.

Yamato Nikaido: ...I guess you've got a point there. Let's do this, then.

Yamato Nikaido: We'll save the brewery visit I'd been hoping for for some other day.

Nagi Rokuya: OH, there you go again...

Sogo Osaka: Yamato-san, you'll make four cups and bowls, while Nagi-kun and I will make three and bowls cups each.

Yamato Nikaido: Oh, okay then. Roger that.

Tsumugi Takanashi: Wait... Isn't that three sets too many?

Yamato Nikaido: You didn't think we'd forget you, our president, or Banri-san, did you? We'll make some for you guys, too.

Tsumugi Takanashi: Huh..?

Nagi Rokuya: YES! That way, we can all have yet another celebration.

Sogo Osaka: I hope you'll come visit us often.

Tsumugi Takanashi: ...T-thank you..! I didn't mean to make you work so hard for your own birthday, Yamato-san...

Yamato Nikaido: It's fine. All I need in return is that you use the cup I made, and maybe also cook me a something special in return.

Nagi Rokuya: Yamato, you are spoiling the mood.

Yamato Nikaido: Hey, even I need a reward sometimes.

Sogo Osaka: Ahaha...

Tsumugi Takanashi: I-I'll just be over here with the camera! Well then... let's begin!

Nagi, Yamato, & Sogo: Yeah..!

- - - -

Yamato Nikaido: This is actually pretty difficult...

Sogo Osaka: It's hard to get the thickness right. I feel like the strength of my fingers is off somehow...

Nagi Rokuya: Look, Yamato and Sogo! Gaze upon these gentle curves!

Yamato Nikaido: Wait, you're making Cocona, not a tea cup!

Sogo Osaka: Y-you're incredible, Nagi-kun! How did you make those hearts..?

Nagi Rokuya: OH, this is a very basic sculpting technique. Allow me to show you.

Yamato Nikaido: I thought you'd be better at this sort of thing since you're so into DIY, Sou.

Sogo Osaka: I think I'll do better if someone shows me how it's done...

Nagi Rokuya: Sogo, you do it like this.

Sogo Osaka: Whoa... It's taking shape so quickly...

Yamato Nikaido: ...That's King Pudding, not a cup.

Nagi Rokuya: I shall leave the finishing touches to you.

Tsumugi Takanashi: They're a far cry from anything you could drink out of, but still very impressive..!

Nagi Rokuya: Feel free to take pictures, Tsumugi.

Tsumugi Takanashi: I am!

Sogo Osaka: I need to do this properly. It's important!

Yamato Nikaido: Just don't show any pictures of Sou's work to Tama.

Tsumugi Takanashi: I already sent one to him..!

Yamato Nikaido: Damn, I was too late... My bad, Tama.

Yamato Nikaido: ...So why am I the only one taking this seriously, again?

Nagi Rokuya: I will put my Cocona in the kiln with the cups!

Sogo Osaka: And I'll put in my King Pudding...

Yamato Nikaido: Ugh... Hurry it up, then.

Tsumugi Takanashi: ...Ah, Yamato-san, are you starting to get the hang of it? Your cups are all nice and even, with just the right thickness and depth..!

Yamato Nikaido: Haha. Thanks. I've always had kind of a knack for this stuff.

Yamato Nikaido: How long do we have to keep these in the kiln for?

Tsumugi Takanashi: After they're done in the kiln, they still need to air dry... Which should take about a month or so, all in all! They'll mail the finished cups to us once they're done.

Yamato Nikaido: Well, at least we won't have to come back for them.

Sogo Osaka: We should think of what we'll have from these when they arrive.

Nagi Rokuya: Let us discuss it in our group chat afterwards.

Yamato Nikaido: I'd go with ochazuke, it seems like a safe enough choice.

Sogo Osaka: I thought you might suggest that. Great idea.

Nagi Rokuya: OH! I would like to have a bowl of sushi rice!

Yamato Nikaido: Ah, that one does sound nice, too... I'm starting to get hungry.

Sogo Osaka: Ahaha, same here! Let's buy some quick souvenirs for the guys and go straight home after that.

Nagi Rokuya: I look forward to selecting my lunch box at the train station.

Yamato Nikaido: You sure do take your time with that stuff.

Nagi Rokuya: Eating on the train was not a part of my country's culture, so I was very excited to find out about Japan's train lunches!

Yamato Nikaido: Yeah, I can see why. A can of beer goes well with those.

Sogo Osaka: And it's fun to see which sorts of lunches are sold in different regions.

Yamato Nikaido: Sure is.

- - - -

Yamato Nikaido: ...Time flies by when you're talking about food.

Nagi Rokuya: Sogo and I have made three sets each!

Sogo Osaka: How did you like doing pottery, Yamato-san?

Yamato Nikaido: Haha... In all honesty, it was a ton of fun. You picked this place because you knew I'm not into big and fancy stuff, right? Thanks.

Yamato Nikaido: We should bring the rest of the guys here sometime.

Sogo Osaka: We should!

Nagi Rokuya: YES!

Tsumugi Takanashi: Thank you all for showing me your pottery skills..! Let me just take one more picture of you!

Tsumugi Takanashi: Say cheese..!

End of Part 1.

Translator’s notes..?

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waywardwrestlewritingwaif · 3 years

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Raise the Stakes, Part 10

Hope you've enjoyed the pic/ inspiration spam I've ben posting! Here's the next section. YOu can find previous sections on the Master List.

Do I have an ending for this coming up? No. I have about 6 and I haven't decided which direction I'm going to go in. I've pretty much resigned myself to the fact that I'm not going to be able to "pick" an ending until after they have their match at Resurgence next week. But please feel free to message me and tell me what should happen. In the meantime...

Pairing: David Finlay x OFC x Jay White

Word count: 1,943

Content advisory: nothing really, although I guess there's some behavior that could be interpreted as creepy

You’re dimly aware of someone lifting you and carrying you and by the time you get backstage, you’re more or less fully conscious.

“Are you ok?” one of the production assistants comes running over.

“Yeah, I just haven’t had a lot to eat today,” you mumble. “I’m not hurt or anything.”

“I know it’s hot out there with the lights and everything.”

“Really, it’s ok, I just got a bit dizzy.”

The security guard looming over you, the man who brought you back here, looks a little skeptical.

“What happened?”

“You fainted.”

“No, I mean, what happened with the show? I saw that… Switchblade showed up.” You chuckle a little. “Did the other guys beat him up or are they all together?”

The production assistant smiles. “It was pretty cool. They kind of stared down but before anything happened, Juice and David went running out, so them and Callihan cleared the ring.”

“Nice.” You very much like the sound of that. “The good guys got one back.”

“Yeah, I mean Jay hit David and took him out at the end but it was pretty positive.”

“He what?”

“Yeah, after they’d driven everyone off, Jay jumped back in and did his blade runner thing on David. Looked pretty cool.”

Panic sets in.

“Is David ok?”

“I’m sure he is. Maybe his ego’s a bit bruised.”

“Where is he?”

You and David aren’t “out” as anything, you’re not even sure if you are anything, but you don’t care what anyone makes of it because you need to see him.

“I think he’s with the doctor,” the PA answers confusedly.

You’re immediately on your feet, all of your faculties returned, running for the medic’s office. When you get there, Juice tries to grab your arm but you dodge him and go skidding into the room where David is seated on the examination table. He looks at you like he’s surprised to see you.

“Are you alright?” he asks.

“Fine. Are you? I sort of fainted and… I heard you got hurt.”

He gives you a wink. “Nothing I haven’t felt before. This is just a precaution because I wasn’t expecting the…” He stares at you hard before addressing himself to the doctor. “Could you give us a minute?’

“No problem,” she sighs. “You look fine.”

David thrusts his chin out at Juice to tell him that he should back off too. His partner looks a little unsure but steps back a few paces.

Once you’re alone, David raises his arm, inviting you to come closer. When you’re within reach, he pulls you against him.

“I didn’t know,” you croak. “I had no idea about any of this, you have to believe me, I wouldn’t-”

“Hey,” he says softly, touching your cheek, “if you say you didn’t know then I believe you.”

“This is my fault, though. I made it worse.”

“Stop that. Jay’s an asshole. He always has to be angry about something. I beat him in Japan and you ditched him to come here.”

“For you,” you remind him.

He gives you a sweet kiss and runs his finger along the shell of your ear. “What do you mean, you fainted?”

“I just got dizzy. I haven’t really eaten.”

“Well let’s fix that. I’ll just finish up with the doc and we can go get something to eat.”

“You mean it?” It’s such a relief that he still wants to spend time with you that you feel like you’re going to pass out again.

“Yeah I mean it.” He grins and calls out for the doctor to come back in. She does a quick final check and determines that he can go.

He slips off the table and, as you go to leave, slips his arm around you. You respond in kind and it feels like your body is glowing.

Until you get into the hallway. There he is, talking to some of the guys, laughing away, the arrogance just rolling off him. He glances at the two of you with a sinister expression, his eyes locking onto yours until you turn your head away.

“You should kick his ass right here,” you growl.

David looks at you and shakes his head. “Not worth the trouble.” He gives you a squeeze before continuing, “Now what do you feel like eating?”

“At this point, anything that doesn’t eat me first.”

“I never did get my cheat pizza.”

“I think you deserve it,” you grin.

“So let’s go pick up some pizza. Then we can go back to your place and you can take care of me.”

A broad smile spreads across your face. “You aren’t getting sick of me yet?”

“Not even a little bit.”

He pulls you in front of him and kisses you full on, not wildly but enough to make it clear to anyone who sees you what’s going on. He chuckles when he lets you go and glances down the hallway where Jay is still holding court with his hangers-on.

“Jay,” he calls, waiting until he’s sure he has his enemy’s attention, “you lose.”

When you arrive at work on Monday, it’s with a considerable level of anxiety. Things have definitely gotten more complicated. Jay is, after all, a New Japan performer, and as the liaison between New Japan and US promotions, that means you’re supposed to work with him. Even the idea of being in the same room with him makes you shake a little. You and David finally spent a night apart so that he wouldn’t have to get up early when you did, but you’d still been texting until you both fell asleep. Truthfully, Jay hadn’t been on your mind as long as you were with David but now you can’t avoid thinking about him.

What you have with David feels amazing but it’s also new and fragile, a tiny shoot rising up from the soil, still trying to grow and lay down roots at the same time. You want to protect it and you know that Jay wants to kill it off because no one embarrasses him the way the two of you have. You don’t know what he’s planning to do, you just know you have to be wary of it.

For the first part of the day, it’s just backstage people and the production team going through what’s needed for the day’s tapings. Talent will arrive in the afternoon, followed by a small audience. You make your notes on who needs to be where and making sure it lines up with what Tokyo tells you they’re expecting. Some of them have to fly to California to do shows there and you need to make sure the tapings happening in the next few days aren’t going to interfere with any of those plans.

“Did you get it out of your system?”

He pounces on you out of nowhere, crowding you against the wall, eyes incandescent with anger. It’s hours before any of the performers are supposed to be here, which makes it a perfect time for him to ambush you.

“Get what out of my system, Jay?” you gasp, trying to hide how much he’s scared you.

“Don’t be coy,” he hisses. “This little romantic excursion you decided to send yourself on.”

“I told you, I felt like I’d accomplished all I could in the job and so I decided to grab this new opportunity-”

“I know exactly what you did and not because you told me anything. I got your cute little note. Blocking me on social media and everything was an especially nice touch. After everything we’d been through, everything I’d done for you, you didn’t even have the guts to say any of that bullshit to my face.”

“Ok, I should have done that. I owed you that. I apologize and I hope it didn’t cause you any…”

You look into his eyes and just freeze. He’s so sickeningly beautiful and frightening at that moment that there’s nothing you can do, not appease him, not flatter him, not reject him. You were right when you said you needed to get away from him to get over him, you just didn’t expect that he’d refuse to give you the chance.

“Aren’t you cute with your little prepared business speech. ‘I’m so sorry, Jay, I hope you found another person to do my job because that’s all that was going on, just me being your secretary.’ How long have you been memorizing that for when you finally had to see me again?

“You’ve had your fun, your laughs at my expense, but it ends now.”

“How fucking dare you!” Now you’ve found your voice and your strength. “You think you get to order me around like I’m something you own? I don’t work for you anymore. My job is here now. My life is here now.”

Jay straightens up to his full height, regarding you with a smirk. “Your life? Is that what you’re calling him now?”

“I meant just… everything.”

“Aw, David must feel so happy thinking this is where it ends.”

“As far as you and I are concerned, it has ended.” You glare at him. “I love him.”

The soft laugh he gives you is utterly unnerving. “You love me. You’ve loved me for years. Nothing’s changed. You ran off here because you got it in your head that you could make yourself love him, because you wanted to get back at me for whatever it is you think I’ve done to you. And you couldn’t even be around me and convince yourself at the same time that you really want him.”

“You arrogant prick. What the hell do you know about what I want?”

He laughs a little and captures your face with one hand, pressing his lips close to your ear.

“I love how angry you get when you know I’m right. And I love having you trapped like this.”

“Trapped how? I’m going to walk away from you and it’s going to be like this never happened. I’m going to have fun imagining David wiping that condescending look off your face for a few weeks until I finally get to see him do it.”

“Do you seriously think anyone in New Japan is going to think twice about dumping him if I tell them that I won’t work with him?”

“Whatever. He’s doing fine here.”

“Oh yes, he’s doing so well in Impact, the company that’s riding a wave of popularity because they’re working with other, bigger companies. I’m sure they’d stand up for him against all of their partners. I’m sure he’s so much more important to them than being able to work with me or any other real stars.”

He chuckles a little, pressing his face against yours.

“That’s the funny thing about forbidden doors. When they close, they all close at once.”

“Oh, so you’re threatening to get him shut out of every wrestling company just because you’re annoyed he stole your assistant.”

“You sell yourself short. But if you want to put it that way, yes.”

“You don’t have the attention span. You’ll get distracted by someone else you think has wronged you by the end of the week.”

“If that’s how you want to approach this, go right ahead. If I were a betting man, I wouldn’t like your odds of being right but I already know you’re going to do what you want.”

He grips your head firmly and plants a hard kiss on your forehead before backing off and sauntering down the hall as if nothing’s happened.

You were right when you told David he should stay away from you. This is bad.

#david finlay fanfic #david finlay imagine #jay white fanfic #jay white imagine #njpw fanfic #njpw imagine #impact wrestling fanfic #wrestling fanfiction #wayward wrestle writing

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ary-se · 4 years

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Mankai with a dog

i was staring at my dog earlier, aggressively barking at a plastic bag. that's all. the rest is history

• at some point taichi just mentioned something along the lines of, "hey, wouldn't it be more fun here if... WE GET A DOG!?"

• whenever an idea spreads around the dorm, whether it's a good idea or an utterly ridiculous one, it's always either taichi or kazunari.

• IT'S ALWAYS EITHER TAICHI OR KAZUNARI (2).

• sakuya is excited about it! he never knew what it feels like to live with a dog, let alone actually grow up with one. this pure bean just wants to experience it, c'mon man...

• muku also agrees!! 100% yes!!! wouldn't it be cute when you get home everyday from school with a dog greeting you? it's like that one shoujo manga...

• tsumugi likes the idea! he also grew up with a dog (gosh dachshunds are so cute... zabi ily with my whole heart) so it wouldn't be too bad to have a dog in the dorm! apparently dogs can help you out a lot when it comes to emotional problems :)

• the moment these three angels literally agreed with the idea, everyone is ABOARD. it would be like taking care of a child except it's 100x times more fun

• actually no scratch that, not everyone is aboard...

• cause there's SAKYO.

• "WHAT'RE YOU GUYS GONNA DO ABOUT THE DOG?? DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW TO TAKE CARE OF IT??? IT'LL ALSO TAKE MONEY TO BUY FOOD DISPENSER, DOG FOOD, YADDA YADDA YADDA"

• see it's all about money in the end, but sakyo. we know you want it too. god just pls say yes.

• a LOT of pleading - either the boys shoot sakyo puppy eyes whenever they see him, or some of them (by some i only mean taichi and kazu) waits outside sakyo's room and bleed his ears off with saying PLEASE repetitively the moment sakyo goes out of his room

• sakyo murdered everyone who barged into his room but they always, ALWAYS do it anyways. they don't learn their lesson!!

• SAKYO GOT FED UP. begrudgingly, after this has been going on for a month, he says yes

• EVERYONE CHEERS, FREAKING FINALLY!!!

• taichi and kazu, the mankai boys already aborted their plan of holding a funeral for the both of you... before sakyo agreed on getting a dog, he always has this look of wanting to strangle them to death

• after a lot of debating, they decided to settle on a dog that has a friendly disposition. anyways they get a light brown labrador!!!

• the day the dog got in the dorm, everyone got so excited

• everyone is literally ALL OVER THE DOG. THE DOG LIKES THE ATTENTION BUT GIVE IT A BREAK!! JUST PLEASE

• they name the dog koro! it's simple enough

• (i just searched for popular dog names in japan... don't @ me pls sobs)

• that night the dog kept wagging his tail from being so excited with everyone's presence he deadass sprained his tail

• it recovered after a week

• everyone takes turns filling koro's food bowl and water bowl. the duty of walking the dog is also distributed based on when the boys are free. they literally have a calendar dedicated for koro

• tsumugi makes a list of what the dog can and can't eat! it's most likely that everyone will feed koro, so they better not kill him off early...

• everyone follows the list except juza, it seems like he forgot the existence of the list

• one time juza was eating chocolate cupcakes, and koro was giving him puppy eyes

• how could he resist that face!! his inner resolve crumbled so fast, he was literally about to give it to koro

• tsuzuru to the rescue! the moment he saw juza and koro, he yelled "JUZA NO DON'T PLEASE STOP DOGS CAN'T EAT CHOCOLATE"

• juza just looks at tsuzuru, shocked. what do you mean dogs can't eat chocolate?? how do they even live their lives without the goodness of chocolates?? WHAT?

• he fails to understand, but he doesn't give it to koro. the dog whimpers and just goes away,, juza felt so bad and silently apologized to koro, but now he learned his lesson

• omi spoils koro!! every time he has free time, he whips something up for koro. he makes it as balanced as possible, of course.

• everyone to omi: "please don't make the dog fat."

• omi: "haha i won't"

• cue next day koro kinda looks chubbier

• OMI. PLEASE WE KNOW THE DOG IS CUTE BUT PLS CONTROL IT

• no joke, tenma was excited at first but now every time he sees the dog barking he gets scared shitless.

• JUST BECAUSE THE DOG BARKS AT YOU THAT DOESN'T MEAN THE DOG IS MAD AT YOU. IT JUST WANNA BE FRIENDS YOU FREAKING DOLT

• when he got comfortable with koro, he hid from everyone and patted the dog for the first time, and ran away immediately from embarrassment

• that night everybody was questioning why tenma gets beet red every time koro gets near him. but nobody mentioned it.

• on a whim, itaru let koro pull for a limited banner, making his paw tap the button. who knows if this dog is kinda lucky, right? there's no way of knowi-

• HE GETS ALL THE LIMITED CARDS IN ONE 10X PULL

• itaru just gapes at the dog for five minutes. "koro, you are a godsend..."

• itaru hid the dog's insane luck from banri, but somehow banri caught on

• "THAT'S UNFAIR! WHY WERE YOU HIDING IT FROM ME"

• from that point forward whenever itaru and banri play together, expect koro to be with them. it occurs a lot of times, but koro doesn't seem to mind as long as he gets belly rubs.

• congratulations masumi!! you now have a new alarm clock, but a million times MORE annoying!!

• they trained koro so every time masumi doesn't wake up, koro will just pounce and literally jump on him while barking right on his ear

• masumi hates to admit it, but the dog is goddamn annoying and it's effective at the same time

• hooray to masumi for not being late ever again!

• tasuku just stares at koro dead in the eye while the dog looks at his meal. what if i also train him to..?

• one day during winter troupe's rehearsals, hisoka was actually super duper early and that NEVER HAPPENED.

• "HISOKA WHY ARE YOU SO EARLY?? IS SOMETHING WRONG??"

• turns out TASUKU TRAINED KORO FOR A SOLID MONTH TO FIND HISOKA.

• once tasuku says "koro, where's hisoka?" the dog nyooms to WHERE HISOKA ACTUALLY IS. is he on the tree? in the washing machine? in the long-lost, ever changing storage room? you name it sir

• the days of painfully looking for hisoka are over! tasuku can finally catch a break! this is a big win for winter troupe!!!

• homare just blabs his poems to the poor dog. always.

• it's been going on for five hours and koro is so tired of his shit he just settles on trying to bury his ears on the ground just to not hear him. i am so sorry for your loss.

• homare pets him after he is done with his long ass session so guess that's worth it!

• tsuzuru didn't necessarily train koro to do it, but somehow whenever tsuzuru is in a writing spree the dog just grabs a can of red bull from itaru and brings it to his room.

• tsuzuru doesn't even realize it's the goddamn dog. HE DEADASS JUST TAKES THE CAN AND SAY THANK YOU AND CONTINUE WRITING THE SCRIPT

• everyone just assumed tsuzuru trained koro to actually do that. PLEASE LET THE DOG LEARN NORMAL DOG TRICKS HE ISN'T YOUR MAID

• "I DIDN'T TRAIN KORO!!!"

• Whenever it's misumi's turn to walk the dog, koro joins him in his triangle hunting! koro picked up misumi's habits, so koro picks up triangular objects from time to time and gives it to misumi. d'awwww!

• misumi please don't expect the dog to join you running on walls. please don't. everyone's gonna hunt you down once something happens :)

• citron is super affectionate to the dog! koro is so attached to him and koro listens to citron babbling even tho he understands jackshit

• "back in my country, i am known as the glorious legendary master of dog b-"

• "yes citron. we get it."

• CITRON MAKES A KORO JR. MY HEART MY SOUL I OFFER TO YOU

• it's the dog's fave toy!!! he sleeps with it.

• yuki enjoys making anything for the dog. a dog bed? clothes? accesories? toys? HECK YEAH BRING IT ON SIR

• yuki isn't touchy feely with the dog but that's how he shows his love for koro!! it's okay, the dog understands!!

• koro is literally drowning in all those handmade stuff, spoiled by the only yuki

• whenever it's yuki's turn to walk the dog, he wears matching outfits with the dog as he buys more fabric for the next play (and for the dog but we don't mention that)

• THEYRE KINGS! literally a head turner. everyone just looks at them in awe. yuki wanna show off

• like citron, sakuya is super affectionate to the dog!

• he always gives bear hugs to the dog, especially when he is feeling anxious about something! koro's presence calms sakuya down big time

• please protect these small beans

• muku also loves the dog to death!! every time they arrive at home from school koro just jumps to them and he enjoys it so much

• at times when muku wants company when reading his shoujo manga, or just wants something to hug, koro does the job

• affectionate babies. please protect (2)

• koro is super affectionate when it comes to azuma.

• every after koro gets really excited about something, he gets dead tired so he goes straight to azuma's room.

• do you want to know what azuma does to koro? hmmmm? :---)

• they sleep together! duh

• taichi ALWAYS plays with the dog. it's like two dogs bonding smh

• taichi gets confused whenever they play catch?? whenever koro finally gets the ball, he runs back to taichi but doesn't give him the ball

• "umm, koro? we wouldn't be able to continue playing if you don't give the ball?"

• koro: NO GET ONLY THROW

• kazunari has a lot of aesthetic pics of koro! they're so wholesome, there was a point when his instablam is just full of koro

• ok he does have a lot of funny videos too, that's unavoidable

• best one so far was muku tossing the ball for koro to catch it, but he threw it too far and it hit sakyo's head at the back

• RUN FOR YOUR LIFE MUKU OH MY GOD

• sakyo was about to lose his shit but once he saw muku apologizing and rambling he felt bad.

• should it be mentioned that cleaning sessions are more of a pain than before?

• the dog sheds a LOT MORE than they expected. the fur is literally fucking everywhere

• how does one dog have this much hair??

• those ppl with big sisters (cough itaru and banri) SWEARS this dog's shedding is a hundred times worse than their sisters' hairfall

• speaking of shedding everywhere, everyone's clothes have fur ALL OVER their clothes

• most especially sakyo because he wears all black. poor old dude

• after a month of deliberation from sakyo, they decided to buy more lint rollers and all that stuff that are supposedly effective

• every time the students are late to school, the dorms get chaotic

• unfortunately for everyone the dog joins in adding more noise pollution

• THE DOG DRAMATICALLY BARKS WHENEVER EVERYONE IS PANICKING. IT FEELS LIKE WAR

• cue sakyo's very angry "KORO, SHUT UP!"

• koro didn't bark for a solid week... just pure whimpering. everyone was looking at sakyo like, "you better apologize, he doesn't deserve it..."

• when it was sakyo's turn to walk him, koro looks like he was about to shit. everyone was pretty concerned, but they wanted to see how it went

• the moment they came home, koro was all over him and sakyo is hiding a smile

• SOMETHING DEFINITELY HAPPENED.

• but what happened? nobody knew a thing. and it will stay that way.

• EVERYONE IS SOFT FOR HIM. not taking no for an answer

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seros-tonin · 4 years

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Protecting You, Mi Amor

Summary: Growing up in the mafia was so different from living the mafia. Fighting and fending for your own, never really being able to trust others. You get a tip that your closest body guard has a hit set on you. What happens when you try to catch him in the act?

Rating: MA, mature themes, violence, weapons, language. MAJOR yandere themes ahead...good luck aha

Genre: Non-quirk au, mafia ring au

**credits to original owner of pic...i couldn’t find it :(**

Growing up in the mafia gave you just the tiniest of taste as to what it took to fight for yourself. You never really had to worry about protection, new unknown areas, constantly having to keep an eye out for random hits. It was always taken care of for you. Your parents running the most successful mafia ring in the eastern part of Japan, especially the Musutafu region. All of the elites in Tokyo knew of your parents, and the sheer power that they possessed.

Of course you never saw the gruesome side of it. Your parents did a good job of keeping you, and all of the other kids of mafia members safe. You grew up with all of the sons who were the children of those working close with your parents. Those four boys spent almost all of the childhood with you. Often times the five of you wreaking havoc all along the mansion that you resided in. Bodyguards begging you all to calm down, seeing as they didn’t want to face the consequences of your father...again...

“Bakugou! Not fair!” you wailed as he stole the only toy that you were able to grab from the hoard of the other four boys. Being the youngest had its own hardship at times.

“No worries Y/N, I got you.” Sero softly said, flashing a small smile towards you as he took off after Bakugou.

“You’re not the only one who can help Y/N!” Kaminari yelled following Sero’s footsteps.

You sat trying not to cry over something so trivial, as Kiri sat down next to you on the carpet. You smiled at him as he wiped away the single tear that was left on your pink cheek. Before you had time to properly thank him, Sero and Denki came running up to the two of you.

“Here you go Mi Amor!” Sero triumphed with his huge grin, handing over to toy back to you.

“You can’t take all of the credit! I was the one who jumped on his back for you.” Kaminari protested, crossing his arms over his chest with a huff.

“Whatever losers! I let you have it to give back to Y/N, I was done with it anyway.” Bakugou exclaimed, coming over to you in the process to make sure you weren’t still crying.

Thinking back on the childhood memory made you smile a bit. You let out a long, exasperated sigh as you pushed the files in front of you further on to the table. Ever since your parents branched out their ring to the western parts of Japan, they trusted you with upholding their reputation over in the Tokyo prefecture. As soon as you turned 19 you were put in charge of the family ring. Your parents offered a good handful of their security, scouts, and more to help you get started on your own. A very sweet gesture from them...but you already knew who your four mains were going to be. The same four who had been your personal body guards your whole life. Your four best friends.

A smile couldn’t help but makes it way to your lips as you remembered the look on all four boys faces as you asked them to come work for and protect you. Kiri and Kami were gobsmacked, jaws agape as they happily obliged. Bakugou acted as if it was no big deal, but the small smile evident, as you knew that was his promise to protect you. Sero’s reaction surprised you the most. While he happily obliged, his comment still stuck with you as the past couple years went by.

“I will protect you, even if it ends me.”

While at the time, it was endearing, the smirk he adorned with it differed from his normal one. His eyes didn’t sparkle as bright as they normally would. Something about it stuck with you, even to this very moment. A sharp knock on the office door is what brought you back to the reality in front of you. You heard the door creak as you looked over your shoulder and saw Kirishima slowly walking in.

“C’mon boss, get some rest. We can all work on this case tomorrow morning.” he offered.

“How in the world am I supposed to relax enough to sleep when someone is obviously tracking and watching my every move?” you questioned him, reaching across the table to slide the files to you again.

Kirishima put his hand over yours to stop the momentum. “Do you want to hear my opinion?” he asked sternly.

“Of course Kiri.” you reassured as he sat down next to you.

“It’s someone in your circle.” he said bluntly, causing a sharp laugh to leave your lips.

“What makes you say that, eh?”

“Think about it, Y/N! You have security around the whole perimeter. Down the next two blocks. The cameras on the outside of the mansion didn’t pick up anything or anyone...isn’t that just a little bit suspicious?”

“I’m sure if they want me dead that bad they saw how to avoid all the cameras.” you argued in response.

“If that’s what you want to believe then go ahead. But who else would know your room layout good enough to get seven cameras in there in an hour? Only someone who was familiar with it.”

“You have a good point, I suppose. But who? I’ve created such a tight knit ring for myself...” you trailed off.

“Who is the easiest to trust? I know it, you know it. He knew that he would get away with it because he would never be suspected.” Kiri offered.

“Absolutely not, there is no way in hell. Kirishima, do you even hear yourself?” Anger took over for a split moment at the sound of Kirishima accusing Sero, your best friend, of being the culprit.

“Listen Y/N, we all made a pact to protect you. And me, Kami, and Katsu are worried. We have seen the way he looks at you, he is possessive. Like beyond just a best friend or a bodyguard. Any time any of the three of us say anything about your appearance it’s like the poor boy blows a gasket or something. Almost freaky in a way.” Kiri’s voice trailed off on the last sentence.

“Like you said Kiri, you all made a pact to protect me. Sero just has a different way of showing it. Now if you will excuse me, I’m leaving to head to the training center. Have to work on the self defense you all insisted I improve.” You shoved your chair out from under you, not even looking back to see the red head’s reaction.

You were seething. Sure, all four boys worked hard to protect you, but it was obvious to you that Sero worked the hardest. How unbelievably bold of Kirishima to just throw Sero under the bus like that. You were seething at this point. Just ready to take your frustration out on some combat training. As you pushed the office door open all the way you were met with Denki’s bombarding voice.

“Soooo? Did she believe you?!” the blonde’s face fell as he saw you snap your head towards him.

“No. She didn’t. Because it is absolutely juvenile that the three of you would even suspect that. Now where is he?” you asked through gritted teeth.

“No idea. And I’m sure its for the best Y/N. Let me and Kiri take you to the center to help you trai-” you cut Bakugou off with a hand over his mouth, the other reaching for the pistol located on your hip.

“Don’t make me give you a warning shot. I’m going with Sero, and Sero only.” you let go of Bakugou’s jaw and you made your way down the hall.

A short phone call telling Sero to meet you with the car out front was all it took to leave the other three in utter disbelief as you made your way out the front door.

“You need to put the majority of the force in your hips and legs. That way you can’t be knocked off your feet.” Sero opted as he made the move to ambush your legs.

“I don’t see the need for this anymore. I know the basics. I never go anywhere without at least one of you plus my gun. Whoever was in my room hasn’t come back.” you whined, exhausted from keeping up with your athletic counterpart.

“They’re probably just keeping cool for now. It’s always better to be safe rather than sorry Y/N, you of all people should know that.” Sero snickered as he remarked his last comment, sending a shiver down your spine. “All it takes is one time. One time and you’re done for.” he whispered in your ear as he tackled you to the ground.

You burst into laughter as he held on to you. “It’s different with you Hanta, of course I’m going to have my guard down around you.”

Sero stopped his frantic movement and just held you still at the sound of his first name. “You never really know who you can and can’t trust though Y/N.” he said almost too softly for you to hear.

“Who do you think did it then?” you offered.

“I know exactly who it was.” he retorted, hoisting himself up onto his palms and looking down at you on the ground. His eyes held an unknown demeanor.

“You, wait...what?” you asked in disbelief.

“I don’t blame him either. The way you look at Bakugou and Kiri half the time...like you’re begging them to give into temptation.” Sero moved his face slowly closer and closer to yours, creating mere inches between the two of you. “It’s amazing that they have held out this long to be honest.”

“Sero, umph, please let me get up. We can talk about this normally.” you pleaded, trying your best to break his grip on your wrists. The atmosphere he was creating was alarmingly unsettling at this point.

“Hmmm, any other person who was trying to get to you surely wouldn’t just let you go. And I really liked you using my first name, you should do it more often.” he chuckled at his own comment, making the grip on your wrists even tighter.

“Fine then, Hanta, let me go and we can talk about this rationally.” you almost missed the way his whole body seemed to get lighter at the use of his first name. In a split’s second decision, you used his loss of weight on you to roll your hips over, causing him to fall to the side. You rushed to your feet, running backwards in means to keep and eye on Sero the whole time.

Just as quickly as he was taken down, he was back on his feet and sauntering over to you. His normal bright grin was plastered with an almost evil grin. He chuckled softly to himself as he muttered a small ‘what am I going to do with you?’, all while keeping a slow pace towards you.

“Sero, what the fuck is your problem? Why are you acting like this all of a sudden?” you pleaded, the pain and fear a little bit more evident in your tone.

“You were always so innocently naive. It’s super cute in all honesty. The way you act like you don’t dress a certain way when you know Bakugou is going to be escorting you, or the way you play along with Kaminari’s gross flirting, making him believe he would get a chance. Makes me sick to be honest.”

Cue light bulb in your head.

“Why did you do it? You promised me you would protect me, even if it ends you!” the tears were involuntary at this point, pure betrayal and panic taking pursuit.

“You really don’t get it, huh? I’m protecting you from those three dogs Y/N! They look at you with such indulgence sometimes it makes me sick! How they can get away with it. Making you believe they wouldn’t drop what they were doing to pounce on you at any given moment! It’s not fair!” Sero was screaming at this point, flailing his arms while progressively walking faster towards you.

Your back hit the wall and you sank to the floor, seeing his towering frame come over you in the dim lighting. Then you noticed it, the blade you had gotten him as a Christmas gift two years prior.

“Mi amor~ you really just don’t understand how much of myself I am willing to give for you, huh?” Sero raised the blade up in front of both of your guys’ faces, twirling it back and foward. Taunting you it seemed, with the way he let the light bounce off of it. The nickname that once made you feel warm and safe held so much piercing weight with it now.

“If I can’t have you all to me, all for me to protect, might as well make it so no one else can.” he whispered as he moved himself closer to you. Using his own legs to straddle yours down to the floor, he used his free hand to wrangle your wrists once again. You watched with pure horror as he brought the knife closer to your neck. He traced your collarbone, ever so gently, all the way up to your neck. As you felt small chillbumps form from the cold blade you heard Sero break out into laughter.

“Hmmm, cariña, your skin is so pretty. All for me.” he traced the blade further up the base of your neck, moving more towards the jugular.

“Hanta, please stop. You aren’t supposed to do this.” you rasped out, tears flowing freely now.

“Mira...suavemente,” he gasped out, slowly putting more and more pressure against the blade.

“Sero...pl-please, stop,” you could barely speak. The fear of talking too loud causing the blade to end your sentence for good.

Before any more pleas could leave your throat, you heard the door to the center open swiftly. You didn’t dare look over to see who it was, instead the hollers gave it away.

“What the fuck are you doing to her soy sauce?! Have you lost your damn mind!” Bakugou screamed as he ran in, Kiri and Kami following in toe.

As Bakugou blind sighted Sero and him and Kiri pulled him off of you, Denki raced in front of you.

“Y/N! Please tell me your okay!” Denki pleaded, rushing you into his chest, wrapping his arms around your frigid frame.

Before any answer could leave your lungs, you saw black. The actions of training on nothing in your body, the fear, the panic, the utter shock of everything catching up with you. As you wished to tell Kaminari that you were okay now that the three of them were there, you simply couldn’t. You felt yourself fall into an unconscious state as Sero scream was the last thing you could make out.

#sero hanta #bnha #my hero fanfic #sero x you #sero x reader

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sumeshi-t · 4 years

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random 1AM horny thots: the boi's reaction when seeing fem!s/o get a food baby after eating too much lol

characters: oikawa and ushijima (for now; might add a few more later on 😙✌🏻)

aksjdjajh pls enjoy my midnight brain vomit. i know this ain't too good and idk if it's been done before or not but oh well, here it goes 🥵

im shy but ackck im gon tag u @seijoh 🥺 i hope u feel better and sleep well tonite

Oikawa Tooru:

you surprised your bf by going to argentina so you could celebrate his birthday together

you asked help from some of his teammates he's told you about, and they were in on the surprise.

the moment you entered the gym where they trained, he hits a powerful serve, fueled by his excitement after just seeing a glimpse of you from the corner of his eyes. he got a service ace from that, even you were sure it was over 110km/h

then this boy just runs up to you, trapping you in his embrace, your feet off the ground and spinning you around

then comes the cake his teammates got him, someone on the side was actually recording all this. he was already peppering your face with kisses and you two just looked so damn happy even the coach was smiling wtf

so anyway, you guys go out that night and eat

oikawa tells you what food he likes, and what he thinks you were gonna like and he's so spot on like he knows you so well he even brings out the 100% out of your tastebuds—

lol

you were so full from all the food, so full from the love, attention, and affection your boyfriend was showering you that you felt "drunk"

trust me that shit happens. y'know, like food coma? yeah, you ate a lot and it feels like you actually got high on sum dr*gzz

it was time to call it a night, you gave the team some japanese souvenirs as a way of thanking them, not just about tooru's bday, but also because they're taking care of your man really well 🥺

oikawa brings you back to his apartment, apologizes for not having cleaned up and you say you didn't mind because really, it wasn't that dirty or like the jungle-type madness but even then, he goes straight up to at least making the place neat for the two of you so he cleans some of his mess

there was a full body mirror on the far wall, it reflects his bed and him moving about behind you. you were checking yourself out and you ended up chuckling

you put a hand on your low back and another to rub your belly. you were wearing such a body-hugging outfit so the food baby was hella obvious

"look tooru, i'm pregante," you laugh at your own joke and continue to rub your belly

oikawa lichrally stops. and just stares. at your smiling face then down to where your hands were placed.

this boy gulps. why was he feeling so thirsty all of a sudden-?

when you didn't hear him respond, you turn to look at him and he was already making his way toward you.

he wraps his arms around you, hands on your belly. there was no music but you two were swaying to the sound of each other's heartbeats.

without a word, his lips went straight for your neck, nipping and sucking; his hot breath tickling your sensitive skin, hands busy touching you everywhere.

you see him smirk while whispering, "seeing you like that babe, it just makes me want to knock you up so bad,"

next thing you know you were both naked on the bed, facing the mirror

you were on your knees, watching yourselves as your boyfriend took you from behind, your back arched against his chest while his hand gripped on your neck and the other firm against your hickey-filled abdomen; cum was already leaking out of your abused hole you actually lost count how many times the two of you came—

this was a fulfilling kind of feeling full.

and sure enough, you were bringing home with you a different kind of surprise when you went back to japan.

Ushijima Wakatoshi:

it was The Grandma Ushijima's 80th birthday

yeah that lady who wanted to correct your boyfriend's left handedness. she's still alive n kicking

yours and ushijima's schedules were freed up for a few days to help out in the celebration and of course, you stay in the Ushijima ancestral home

yes, ancestral home. tatami mats and all. but high quality ones with silk covers and stuff.

his family didn't mind having you two sleep in the same room; bc ngl they've been wanting a great grandchild.

the sooner the better

like fuck marriage, they want to see results first.

in the three days you spent there, you notice how yours and wakatoshi's tea is different, like is that some kinda ginseng floating around there-? type of different

or how they dug up all of his cute baby pics aww, look at his cute bare bottom

i also hc wakatoshi used to thumbsucc the left thumb it b cute and adorable, you were gushing until whoever was talking to you say that they can't wait to see him have a son or a daughter

anyway, the party soon came along

wakatoshi loved it when he saw you playing with the cousins' children, and how much you just fit in with the family

if he could, he'd have gotten on his knee there to propose, though he didn't have a ring... also, he didn't want to steal the spotlight from his grandma

sometimes he wonders if you were actually a long lost relative

bc also goddamn, your cooking is *chef's kiss* top notch, michelin chef, gordon ramsay approved

and what better way to reward yourself for a job well done is to self-appreciate the craft you yourself created

needless to say, your big appetite got yourself a big food baby after dinner

thus it was now bedtime, children were now asleep, other relatives already back in their own homes

this was the last night you two were staying over

you were lying on your side, face to face with wakatoshi; you were the one mostly doing the talking, jumping from family matters to his volleyball career

then your hand idly rested on your belly, rubbing it, and then you laugh, recalling the encounter you had with some of the Ushijima elders and aunts

"toshi, they really want me to get pregnant so bad. do you think they'll stop pestering me if i show myself like this?" you pat your food baby belly and snicker

his eyes wander towards your belly and he just froze in his spot

the sight of and the prospect of you carrying his child in that body of yours just flipped a switch inside of him. he reaches for your face, eyes now locked with yours. you melt under his big, warm hand, unaware of the brewing storm of emotions your boyfriend was having

"y/n"

"hmm?"

"i think the aunts are right,"

"what...?"

"i... want you to have my child, but... do you?"

which basically translates into "i want to fuck your brains out, may i?"

consent is sexy mhhm

he's so gentle, so careful with his movements, he treats your body like a sacred temple, his every kiss a wordless declaration of worship;

this baby bear was honestly just afraid of breaking you because he knows after that night, wakatoshi jr. will be next who's going to stir up your insides to make space for its growth

you really had to beg him, "more, harder!"

you really had to taunt him, "how are you gonna make me pregnant if you don't go deeper–oh,"

wakatoshi let go of the last string of self-control he had, that your face was pushed against the tatami mat, ass in the air, your hips slapping against each other

you oh-so-tried not to make much noise, but you knew how much wakatoshi loved that

you were sure that anyone who happened to pass by that room was gonna be so embarrassed yet so elated at the huge possibility of having another member to The Ushijima clan

#haikyuu #haikyuu headcanon #haikyuu imagine #oikawa tooru #ushijima wakatoshi #ushijima wakatoshi x reader #oikawa tooru x reader #haikyuu hc #x reader #fem s/o

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alexmercer2424 · 4 years

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could you do nsfw abc with freddy krueger and female s/o please?

My fun past time, NSFW ABCs??? Of course! Sorry if it took longer than expected, but there are 26 letters which means 26 ideas, lol!

Freddy Krueger NSFW ABC’s

Aftercare

Haha. Haha. Ha… well this is an awkward way to start. No, no Freddy doesn’t believe in aftercare. Did you really think he would? Clean your self up, or don’t for all he cares. The only time he’ll have the slightest bit interest is if he scratched or bruised like your back, where you can’t reach, and if you beg enough. Beg even more and he may play with your hair after Leary’s, but don’t count on it.

Body Part

His fav body part on you? Freddy loves that slim waist of yours. It’s easy for him to grab onto and hold you in whatever place he desires. And if he squeezes it tight enough, the surprises noises that come your mouth are one of his favorite things! But let’s be real, a secret between you and me, all your parts are his fav parts.

Cum

Like your bod, this is more than one. As much as he loves to cum inside you, mark his territory and make you yourself feel like he’s his, he also loves to cum other places as well. Your face of course, seeing you covered in it always gets his motor going, or your thighs, so the sick bastard can play with it during your next round.

Dirty Secret

Don’t tell him I told you this, or else I’m dead lol, but a dirty secret of his is being the sub. And I’m not talking the receiving end (at least not that I know of 🤔), but pin this chatty cat down and prove to him he’s not top dog around here. He loves to see your feisty side and as much as he likes to prove he’s the dominant one in the relationship, the change of things is always a pleasant surprise.

Experience

Well, uh, this is awkward again, depending on what you choose to believe… BUT! on a lighter note, yes he’s well experienced (not because of the awkward but). Freddy is a chatty charismatic guy, even if he is a killer, no doubt he’s had a few women in his days (maybe even men), but don’t let that dishearten you. After all, you’re the one he’s chosen to keep around for more than a hookup.

Favorite Position

You think it’d be something like doggy style, a dominating position, but it’s not. It’s missionary style and this is because, he’s still a killer and the sick fuck likes to get a rise out of you in terms of horror and scares. Whatever he may choose to do to scare you, he wants to see the fear on your face as he does it and what better position than the basics?

Goofy

This depends. Sometimes he’s serious, as in wanting to get off and leave it at that, other times he’s looking for something more lighthearted that can go all night. Freddy may even let out a chuckle every now and then, if you slip off the bed part way for whatever reason, but he likely won’t be laughing and being lighthearted all the time. It’s something that shines through occasionally.

Hair

As a burned victim, like Deadpool, he has no hair so this is boring… But he enjoys pulling on your hair, loves the noises that come out of you, and also loves the dom play that comes with.

Intimacy

…no. Michael, maybe, in his own weird way, Japan I can totally see it, Brahms or even Chucky, but the doll did have a twisted wife at one point so yeah. But Freddy? He’s too sacastic for it to be intimate, even in his own way. Besides, totally not good for his reputation.

Jack Off

Are you away at work, during the day, like the majority of people. Did you leave poor Freddy at home alone with nothing to do as he waits for night to arrive? Is he horny af and again, YOU’RE NOT HERE TO HELP HIM?!?! Yeah he’ll jack off, and believe me he’ll find a lewd pic of you somehow for inspiration, but he’ll likely he complaining as well because WHY AREN’T YOU HERE WITH HIM?!

Kink

Freddy’s got a knife kink no doubt, or blades… his glove or any other blade really. But he’s also got a thing for getting into your dreams and making them as lewd as possible with him. After all, he’s the only thing you should be dreaming about. How dare you dream about anything other than him!

Location

If Freddy can get you into someone else’s dream with him, then that’s definitely the place he likes to do it best. Other than that, it’ll likely be anywhere in the house. The bed for comfort and easy access to pining you, the couch because he distracted you, the kitchen (away from open flames) also distracting you…

Motivation

Freddy loves to scare you just for you to get mad at him which will call for make up sex. But he also loves distracting you from anything you’re doing because he loves watching you fuss and get angry with him. Something about it really turns him on, so be prepared to be annoyed.

An odd no, but no fire. It sounds weird because who’s bring fire into the bedroom, but if you’re into the wax deipping with candles or want a romantic night by the fireplace, it’s not happening. And if you have a no, of course he’s going to test these boundaries, but if you really show it’s a no like stern words and threats of your own, then he’ll listen.

Oral

Freddy loves to both receive and give. He loves the 69 position for ppgysical pleasure rather than his physiological pleasure because not only can he indulge himself with you, but he had easy access to reach down and push your head down to control his own pleasure.

Pace

Things are generally fast and quick, but that doesn’t mean they’re over. Freddy will happily go another round, possibly round after around, if he’s in the mood. Slow isn’t his thing, he’s looking for a fun, wild time.

Quickie

Quickies can be his thing, if he’s looking to just get off and no more, otherwise he’s not that easily sated. Or after a kill, expect him to be full of hot energy that may drain quickly which will result in a quickie.

Risk

Freddy is of course willing to take a risk, after all he’s a killer. Risks are his thing, especially when it doesn’t involve him, and rather you, his “victim” that night. Be prepared to fight a little if things get too uncomfortable for you.

Stamina

Generally, he’s got a lot of stamina. Anything that means he’s in the dominant position and has control over a situation gets his blood rushing leaving to many restless nights for you. But sometimes, just sometimes, will it be a one round thing done and over with.

Toy

Unless it’s knife related, no! Unless he has complete control over whatever the toy may be. If he ever finds you with a vibrator, expect to be in a world of trouble because the only thing that shall bring you pleasure is him! The only time he’ll allow you to play with yourself is if it’s with your hand and if he’s there to watch.

Unfair

Of course this little shit likes to tease. He’s going to be the most unfair lover there is and it’s just to watch you squirm and whine, and to make you really beg for him. There’s nothing he loves more than watching you break down with need for him.

Volume

Freddy can get pretty loud, it comes with the chatty side of him, but he’ll never be louder than you. He’ll do all he can to muffle himself to just grunts and groans of it means hearing your voice rather than his. However, that won’t stop him from talking dirty to you, of course he’s still going to talk dirty to you.

Wildcard

Sometimes when Freddy is chasing you, getting in your nerves, or trying his best to scare you he doesn’t just want you to submit. He wants you to fight back. Not just verbally either, heaves the thrill of someone trying to kill him, like someone is actually powerful enough to do that, so the next time you’re running, take a moment to find the closest thing nearby and use it as a weapon against your “attacker”

X-Ray

We already established he doesn’t have hair down there so that’s not a problem, but aside from that he’s more length than girth. And that fire got him everywhere so things may look much more out of the ordinary, but don’t let that freak you out. If anything, it adds for a pleasurable texture.

Yearning

Freddy doesn’t yearn for anyone or anything! Let’s get that straight! There will be times, when you’re away, that he’ll get frustrated. But that’s only because you’re not here to fuck and play around with! Seriously, that’s the only answer! Nothing else…

Zzz

Afterwards, it’s doubtful he’ll go to sleep. After all, it’ll likely be night so that means he’s got to go hunt. So expect him to not sleep, but to be gone as well. If it’s in the morning, he may stay for awhile, after all where is he supposed to go? But sometimes he may go back to sleep and other times he’ll stay up and become that thorn in your side.

Five more until my secret is revealed!!! Also ignore the double ask thing, idk why it did that, lol.

#nightmare on elm street #freddy krueger #freddy krueger imagine #freddy krueger headcanons #freddy krueger hcs #freddy krueger x reader #freddy krueger x you #reader insert #slashers #slasher imagines #slashers x reader #slasher imagine #dead by daylight #dead by daylight imagine #dead by daylight freddy krueger #dbd #dbd freddy krueger #dbd imagine #dbd headcannons

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haiq-trash · 4 years

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By Your Side (1/19)

Series Master-list

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The shop's tv was switching on and off. People passed by not paying much attention. After all, this was Tokyo, the city was kept alive by always moving, always busy.

The unnoticed TV the 10 o'clock news played out. Begging to be noticed by the civilians.

“Viria Tech has just been named Japan’s top 10 tech business in only a few years while the CEO and Founder had been named Forbes Richest Self Made Entrepreneur!” The show host’s blond prim hair swished side to side as she shook her head in disbelief.

Her co-host feigned a gasp, “ I also heard that the CEO of the Viria Tech branch, Y/n L/n was asked to model and be in the cover of Forbes but denied it!”

“I wonder why? She’s a woman in power, could she be shy? Aww” The blond host’s comment wasn’t one that rang with true concern, it was tinged with pettiness and snide remarks.

“Who knows? I wonder what she’s doing right now? After all, she is so secretive about everything!”

♡━━━━━━ ◦ ✤ ◦━━━━━━♡

The steel doors slid back, scratching the smooth floor slightly. Inventors, scientists, data analysts, and more gathered around the room.

The walls were tall and plain white. The sounds of typing, low conversations, and the movement of objects echoed through the big room.

“Miss, here is this week's new data developments, the success rate of each one” Akita, one of Viria Tech’s lead scientists handed you a form.

Looking over the various numbers, symbols, and marks you gave a nod in approval. Handing it back you sighed as you eventually clicked your tongue.

“Hand these to my assistant and tell him to leave this and this week developing files at my desk”

“Your assistant is……?” Akita said bashfully.

For a moment you had forgotten that Akashi wasn’t by your side most of that day and it didn’t help that this new lead scientist was new too.

“Akashi Keiji, he is on his lunch break with Hinata from HR. So go give it to him and tell Hinata I wanna talk to him later on in my office. No later than 8 pm, I have a business meeting with the investors at 9. Got it?”

Akita nodded, you could tell by his shoulders that he was tense and he speed-walked away. You looked down to adjust your shirt, one of the collar buttons had been undone.

“Y/n”

You turned around, (E/C) eyes slanting slightly as you looked and saw Kozume Kenna in front of you.

Kenma was one out of three people in the whole company to refer to you as your name. Maybe it was because of all that time you were with him in College.

“Yes?” You asked, Kenma never bothered you with much….

“Some idiot intern was messing with the new Data Software without supervision and-“

You wanted to roll your eyes, but you slightly gripped your fist. You were professional.

“Tell him to come to my office….now and whoever recommended him as well”

Kenma’s eyes slightly widened but he nodded, jotting it down on his Digi-journal and walked away, “got it.”

As for yourself? You walked alone back to your office, it was likely on the top floor. Your heels hitting the floor with a small tick-tack, you passed by your secretary, Kiyoko

You nodded at her, she was a great employee, professional, team player, and organized.

Kiyoko nodded back and flashed you a small smile but by that time you were gone inside your office.

It was a solid color, the black cashmere rug was on the cold floor, the only “personality” it had was the two pictures in the backdrop of your black mahogany desk that was slapped in the middle of the room.

The two pictures made you smile and were extremely important in times like right now.

The first was you at Hinata and Kageyama’s wedding on a beautiful beach in Brazil. Hinata was wearing a white tux while Kageyama was in black. A younger you were squished in the middle, a bright smile on your face as you snapped the candid pic.

The second picture was of you when you were in college. It was a picture of you and Kenma, both with tired eyes and computer lights reflecting on your faces, but complimenting your under eyes was a huge smile. That was the day, Viria Tech was finally official.

“Y/n” a small familiar voice hit your ears and snapped you out of your reminiscing of the past years.

“Yes, Akashi?” You turned to see your glasses eye assistant, in his vest clutching the papers, he left them on the desk while he kept talking.

“Hinata says he’s available at 7 pm is that okay? HR has been flooding with workers lately and since he’s head of the department he’s been busy”

You nodded as you let out a small sigh and ran your hand through your hair, “Sure, I’ll be cutting it close so can you go to my apartment and grab an outfit that’s on the bed? I laid them out in case this happened”

Akashi gave you a small smile, “Nothing ever passes you does it?”

If you had energy, you would have smiled back, instead, you just shrugged, “If it does, well that’s what I have you for Akashi”

He nodded and stretched out his hand to receive your keys and as you handed them to him you spoke.

“By the way, tell Kiyoko to let in the intern and employee now on your way out”

Akashi’s smile flatlined, “okay, should I give Hinata a heads up?”

As you sat down in your chair and shifted through the papers he had left you, you nodded.

Akashi exited the room and two males entered. One was Rae. He had been working for Viria Tech for two years now, the intern was around his mid-20s near your age.

He seemed surprised by that, “You’re the CEO of Viria Tech?!”

You nodded as you motioned them to sit down, they did so. The older employee gently jabbed the intern in with his shoulder.

“Do you know why you are here?” You asked out, coolly.

The older employee nodded, “ Because...of the incident right?”

“And who are you required to report to when making these mistakes?”

“Kozume, the head of Software development, miss” the younger one spoke out.

“Yet none of you reported it? One of your coworkers did…..”

“We didn’t think it was that serious of a mistake!”

You grabbed and laid down documents in front of them, one by one.

“Yet, as these documents say. Your little mishap has just made Viria Tech lose most of our new software development data for this July’s new project launch with Sony….”

Both of them paled as they looked over at the papers, you continued.

“ Not only that but this will make a lot of the Software Development block stay overtime with pay that will make a mark on this month’s budget for the company.”

“Boss, we are so sorry!”

You gave them a small pressed smile, as the two men in front of you begged for forgiveness. From the corner of your eye, you saw the time read 6 pm.

You had to wrap things up soon, so you took out two sheets of a white document with a red box in the upper corner and handed it to them.

“Here are your dismissal slips, have all your things packed out and ready to move by next week. Any more questions ask Kiyoko, my secretary.”

“What?! Wait, I can’t get fired, my rents due this month?!”

“I've been working here for two years, surely you can oversee this right?”

Your pressed smile had fallen and your eyes slightly narrowed at them both, “If I oversee this what type of example am I setting? This mishap will hurt both the company and your ex-fellow employees. I cannot overlook this, take the papers, and leave.”

“Wait boss please!” The younger one pleaded as the older one dragged him by the collar.

“Please leave or I will ask security to escort you out”

And like that they left. Sighing when you looked at the clock, it read 7 pm. Hinata should be here any sec-

“Y/n! How have you been?” Hinata’s orange hair entered your vision and you almost cracked a smile that wasn’t forced.

“Seen better days, how’s stuff in HR?”

Hinata sat down in the chair that was occupied prior moments, “Busy! Gah! So many people have been applying and we are already at full employee numbers right now!”

“Well we just lost a Software Developer and an intern so could you hop on that? Also, we might need to overhire more workers for the development team…”

Hinata looked at you, his eyebrows knitting in concern, “Why?”

“Mishap with the data for the new Tech collab with Sony. The intern was left unsupervised and decided to tinker with it”

Hinata groaned, “Isn’t this gonna hit the budget for this month? I’ll get the temporary employees but-“

“I’ll cover it, don’t worry. But please when finding extra developers to hire, make them sign NDA’s, I don’t want word of this getting out. It will make other companies hesitate to work with us and look so unprofessional”

Hinata nodded, “got it is that all?”

You sighed as you stretched your arms, you leaned in closer to him.

“Yeah, I also wanted to catch up. We haven’t talked and we work in the same building…”

Hinata nodded sheepishly, “Yeah I guess we’re both really busy”

“Do you need help in managing HR? I can get another employee to help you with your workload? Maybe an assistant? Kenma’s been wanting one….”

Hinata shook his head, “No! I can manage, really I’m doing fine.” A small laugh left him, “Of course Kenma would want one, he’s always saying he wants more free time to game…”

A small smile slipped on to your face, “Well he’s Kenma, I’m just glad he has a passion for what he’s doing. We’ve been trying to get a deal with Nintendo but I haven’t told him, I’m sure he’ll be excited about it it goes through”

Hinata’s eyes sparkled, “ Really! That’s so cool! I can’t believe it!”

“Yeah, I’m making Akashi network a bit more before jumping on to it. Plus I think I might have to push it further back since we’re now behind working on the Sony data and we have August’s release of the new analytics for the stockholders since our popularity outside Japan had increased”

Hinata let out a groan, “So much jumble, Ne? Y/n don’t you get stressed?”

Of course I- but you cut off the thought and said, “Sometimes, but I can handle it”

Hinata looked at you with shiny brown eyes, you ruffled his hair and asked, “So how’s stuff with your hubby?”

Hinata flushed red and played with his hands, “I and Kageyama are doing good! Right now he’s also been busy with work so we haven’t seen each other much.”

“But you guys are still going strong right?”

Hinata grinned, “Three years and counting!” He looked over to the side of your shoulder, “I can’t believe you still have the wedding picture”

You let out a grin, “You got married once we graduated! I had to celebrate seeing as you weren’t gonna be a single with me for my mid-Twenties!”

Hinata laughed, “Oh they’ve been crazy but not in the way we thought huh?”

Your smile slightly slipped, “Yeah, now we’re midway with them and I still have-“

A knock interrupted your words, Akashi entered the room with your clothes. You looked over at the clock, it read 8 pm.

Standing up you squeezed Hinata’s shoulder and smiled at him, “I have a business meeting at 9.”

Hinata nodded, “No worries I get it”

“We’ll talk soon, tell Kageyama I said hi”

But as Hinata flashed you a smile, you were sure he wasn’t convinced about your promise of catching up soon.

He left and you grabbed your clothes from Akashi thanking him but later interjected, “Make sure Hinata once he’s hired the extra employees for this mishap takes some time off. Make sure Kiyoko jots it down and notifies Yamaguchi that he’ll be in charge of HR for the time being that Hinata’s out”

Akashi nodded as he got it down on his planner, “Got it, your drivers waiting outside. You have around 20 minutes to get ready and head to the Ibadan Restaurant”

“Got it”

“Are you going alone? Would you like me to come?” Akashi asked.

You shook our head, “Akashi you’re off the clock and you’re 24 and young so go spend some time with your boyfriend I’ll be fine”

Akashi nodded as he left the room but you heard him say, “Y/n you’re only a year older…”

Grabbing your (F/C) dress you rush to put it on and touch up our makeup in 10 minutes and are downstairs in the car in 3. The driver didn’t chat which you enjoyed as you were bombarded with messages from your friends asking what you were doing that night.

Meeting with old 40-year-old men for dinner to convince them to invest in the company, you thought tiredly.

“She’s in a bad mood so watch out!” Whispered one of the employers to the other.

The room went silent as you walked into the Software Development meeting you called. Akashi on your heels with a journal and glasses.

All eyes landed on you and you saw Kenma sitting out on the opposite side of the table’s tail, you at the head.

Akashi sat next to you on the side, “I’m calling this meeting because last night we had a successful meeting with investors from the US”

The head software team was listening carefully, “They have invested so I need everyone here to work hard to discreetly clean up the mishap that happened yesterday understood? I want the work to be top tier. You have till the end of the July”

“But that’s only a month!” One of them protested.

Your eyes slanted a bit but did not form a glare, “Its either finish it or lose the investment. The investors are looking into July’s output and growth and will take back their investment if there are no results. Our Development Data for Sony is that months biggest profit...if we don’t make it I will need to cut down on employees”

``We'll get it done” Kenma spoke who had been eerily quiet. Your gazes met and you nodded.

“That will be all the meeting has ended” and you walked out. Akashi was hot on your trail and as you entered the elevator he looked at you with concerned eyes.

“Are you not going to talk about what happened last night? I should have gone with you-“

“No” and that was all you left out. For your throat burned too much and the nerves in your body denied your air.

The elevator was silent.

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WELL friendos, it looks like it’s gonna be a stressful week. I did a little think last night to de-stress myself, so I figured I’d share it here with y’all as well; maybe it’ll be fun for you to look at too.

It's been a while since I've documented The Plush Hoard, so I went through it this evening!

A few notes before we begin!

-Before the "but where do YOU sleep" comments come in - I move them around when I sleep lol. The vast majority of my plushies are up on my top bunk nowadays (which u purposefully cannot see because after I was done taking pictures I just started tossing em up there and didn't feel like making them look nice jskdhgf;;; ) - I only keep my very favorites with me. Every time I blog about my plushies I get that comment and it's not funny anymore ;; -I am not a collector that keeps my plushies on shelves or behind glass cases; one of the primary reasons I love collecting plushies is because I love soft textures, so I love hugging and cuddling with them. So some of them are pretty beat up at this point! I also have a cat and if you have a cat, you know cat hair Everywhere is just a fact of life, so if you happen to see any...sorry! I cannot possibly de-cat-hair my entire apartment at all times. -I am not a photographer and my bedroom has crappy lighting, so these pictures aren't ~the prettiest~; the point of this is for me to just have some fun talking about one of my hobbies! -I have cultivated this collection over years and years and years; as I said, it's one of my hobbies, and it just brings me joy!

That said, THIS GON BE A LONG POST LMFAO, so if you're on board, hop under the read more and we'll get started uvu

We shall start with the non-weeb plushies skdjfhldfg, which is the smallest cohort |D;;; of special note are the baby penguin from Sunshine City Aquarium in Ikebukuro, the moose my parents got for me in Alaska, the big doofy red panda my college roommates got me for my birthday one year, and the dragon. THE DRAGON IS WEIGHTED. The dragon is delightful oh my god all plushies should be weighted;;;

Ghibli plushies! I got the vast majority of these while I was physically in Japan - the only two that I didn't were the foxsquirrel and the Totoro on top of it. The soot sprite I got at the Ghibli Museum itself uvu

Digimon plushies! I wish there were more decently sized Digimon plushies TAT;; (I like bigger plushies because they are easier to hug ok) The Culumon and Viximon (? I think I'm remembering that name right: Renamon's in-training form, the yellow fox blob sdjfgdfg) are bootlegs I am very sorry ;;; My Digimon Plush Goal is to somehow find an official Culumon someday TAT;;; I rlly like Culumon there was a period of time in elementary school where I drew nothing but Culumon so lol.

Random fandom plushies! Lessee, what's represented here...Sanrio, Hamtaro, Madoka, Heartcatch Precure, Higurashi, OneShot, Made in Abyss, Re:Zero, Undertale, and Deltarune! Ralsei's hat and glasses obviously come off...I, full disclosure, do not know where they are. They are probably under my bed somewhere sjkdfghsdg;;;;

OK HERE WE GO: most of my plushies are Pokemon plushies. What can I say...they're just so much fun to collect TAT;;; first up are a couple groups of miscellaneous babbies; you will soon see I like collecting some Pokes over others...

Miscellaneous babbies part two! See the lil Riolu? When I lived with my parents still, that Riolu was Joji's favorite plushie to steal |D;; she would semi-regularly come into my room and take plushies from me, but that one she took far more often than any other. She's such a small dog no damage was ever done, but still...Joji these are mine, not yours!

Miscellaneous babbies part three! This was originally meant to be legendary/mythical Pokes but then I remembered Raboot and Galarian Ponyta and was like "OH NO I HAVE TO INCLUDE THEM" I am not very good at this jsdhfglsjfdg

'pixs! (and two Ninetales) I have a very vivid memory of watching the first episode Vulpix appeared in in the anime and wanting a plushie of one so bad, but alas they were certainly not readily available to me yet, so I carried around a Simba plushie I had that evening pretending it was a Vulpix xD so if little me could see my Vulpix collection now she'd be very happy!!

'vees! ...I like me an Eevee, what can I say. There's actually one Eevee that's missing from this pic - I told you I'm not very good at this |D;;;

...oh there were TWO Eevees missing and I stuck them in this pic lol I CAN'T EVEN REMEMBER WHAT I TOOK PICTURES OF HOORAY anyway, Eeveelutions! I obviously favor certain evolutions over others |3 Eventually I would like to get at least one Espeon, Glaceon and Leafeon, just to say I have them all. But there is one more Eeveelution that I couldn't fit here...

...cause she BIG. My life-sized Sylveon takes the prize of biggest plushie I own. She hangs out at the foot of my bed uvu (also her ears are top heavy/don't have any wires in them so they've clearly flopped backwards...but she cute any way you slice it TAT)

THE PIKAS. ...Somehow I thought I had more Pikas than this. (Oh wait, I DO...they're just coming later cause they're in a special category |3 ) this is still a good amount of Pikas! Detective Pika is extraordinarily soft he's very good TAT;;; also two Raichu cause I don't have enough Raichu to take a separate pic of.

Mimis! I have a couple other Mimis that are also in the special category coming up hehe. Big Mimi was stuck in customs for a month after I got him so I'm glad he made it home eventually TAT;;;

HERE WE GO I have...a lot of Litten. Litten is my baby. Best Poke-kitty for me. I love my Litten TAT/////

PICHU PICHU PICHUUUU!!! My ultimate baby TAT///// Pichu so good...so happy to have so many Pichu...aaaa///// but wait, there are Absol here too?? Well, yes, of course. For I am a Pichu and my love is an Absol. So. I had to take pictures of the plushies together uvu

Some Large Friends that got their own picture. That rolly Charizard was the first thing I ever won from a crane game; I was ridiculously proud of myself |D;;;

SPECIAL CATEGORY: Halloween Pokes!!!! The PokeCen always has an Extremely Good Halloween campaign and it makes me angry...they're all so good...TAT////////

Aaand! Best for last!! SE plushies T//u//T The middle two Souls are very beat up, ahaha....I've had the smaller one for over a decade and the bigger one for almost a decade, so...they've gotten a lot of love//// (plus it is also funny to tease Soul - u know I'd give u a hug over the plushies any day baaaaaabe u3u) I really want to get Liz, Patty, and Tsubaki too, but Tsubaki is SUPER hard to find and I don't want to get Liz and Patty and not her TAT;;; there are also Excalibur plushies...............but I think I'm ok without an Excalibur plushie sjdkfghsdfg OH also not pictured; I do have a plush Shinigami glove |D

So! There it is! The hoard! If I were a dragon this would be my treasure hoard! It was nice to go through this so if you went through it with me I hope you had fun too!

#Erin irl #plushies #plush #pokemon #idk lol PLUSHIES

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