Y'all don't understand me Knight Teddy is sexy, Okay?
I mean he has incredible eyes and his hair DJOHRHRIBIBRIBIB
People just don't get it. I mean back in my day there were only 2 NEW GEN 11 OKAY?!
Then they multiplied each others and they become 4. 4 NEW GEN 11 AND IN THESE FOUR. One sexy Japanese who has traumatized his little bro. One bitch that I hate alot. A guy with a god complex and Lorenzo who's a little puppy and so kind like Omg aaawww🥹.
So.
When.
There.
Is.
A.
NOT bitch in the new gen eleven.
....i'm happy 🙂
That's why I simp soooo much over Hugo. AHHHHHHH.
Bunny is too badass for me sorry girlz💅
(Not mine but this is my pfp on Discord if u wanna know ^^)
And I love the hair of Knight Teddy. His hair are so cool~~~~ I can't wait to see his colors but I think he'll be so handsome with grey. I think like silver hair or something. But it'll be awesome if there were orange with it
(that's so underrated guys. TRUST ME Orange + Silver = Peak)
That'll mean that the two "Knights" (if u don't know Chevalier means Knight in french) will have grey hair. OMG my little demon Charles >;P
Ahhh Anyway goodbye and...
(HUGO stays the only one in my heart of course) 🩷🤍🩷
(I found the pic on Pinterest. Just tap Knight Teddy you'll find it)
ur bf rin is so slobbery haha content | fluff, kissing, cutesie i luv rin im marrying him
the boy is an absolute slobber monster. well, that’s what you always said to him. he’d get so angry he’d tell you he had to “take five” to recuperate. and you always found it utterly hilarious. it must be discussed just how obscene the issue was.
case i.
the morning light drifting into the bedroom woke rin up immediately. his head had been nestled deep into your chest. it appears he must’ve had a nice sleep since . . . well, there was a huge blotch of wetness on your shirt.
rin slapped a hand to his mouth, his face immediately burning into a humiliating shade of red. he scurried off the bed and needed to relax his viciously tense body immediately. do what he always does in the mornings — meditate.
unfortunately, from his frantic scurrying, you had woken up. and rin didn’t even leave the room in time before you groggily spoke.
“g’morning rin,” you mumbled, not noticing the stain on you just yet.
but to rin’s dismay, you eventually did. you had straightened up, relaxing your morning stiffness. your eyes lolled down to your chest that had that blotch of drool.
“…huh?” you muttered to yourself, your mind still adjusting to having just woken up.
case ii.
“rin, you’re doing it again,” you giggle.
rin had been chewing on the string of his hoodie, trying to focus on match footage. but your teasing giggle knocked him straight out of his head.
“doing what?” he said defensively, the hoodie string falling straight out his mouth.
you pointed a finger at the tiny string of saliva that lingered on his bottom lip. “drooling.”
rin sat up immediately, grimacing with utter contempt. “shut up, idiot. it’s not drooling. don’t call it that.”
at this point you could only laugh chestfully. “then what is it?” you say, wiping a joyful tear from your eye.
“it’s—” crap. rin didn’t know what to say. the words glitched on his tongue. it literally was drool. “just . . . go away!” he immediately stormed off, boiling with anger.
case iii.
rin had never kissed someone other than you. that must be known.
“mm,” you mumble appreciatively with his lips against yours.
“love . . . you,” rin murmured, his tongue striping along your bottom lip.
the faint sounds of the television pulsed alongside your guys’ smacking of lips. you tried guiding him, tried giving him implications on what to do. but he was a hothead — he apparently knew best.
his tongue was basically bruising your mouth. at one point it was just your teeth bashing against his. did he even notice how bad he was at this . . .?
wetness suddenly began oozing from your lips. it definitely wasn’t your own saliva that begun coating your chin.
kiss , smooch , kiss —
you had to pull back. so you did, leaving rin a little confused. you wiped your chin with the back of your hand and inspected it afterwards.
HAH. drool.
“rin you’re basically eating the bottom of my face,” you snicker.
rin genuinely gasped. his eyes twitched at the sight of his drool on your hand.
“oh my god—”
“no no,” you interrupt his frantic breathing. “t’s okay rinnie.”
“it’s disgusti—”
you interrupted him again — this time with a kiss. you pulled back, wiping his bottom lip with your thumb. all he could do was stare at you with wide eyes and glossy parted lips.
“it’s fine. really,” you reassure him. “i like your slobbery kisses. ‘cause they’re from you.”
rin’s face burned, his eyes sparkling.
“ew, you’re gross,” he replied, though with a lack of true bite.
aw, rin itoshi is so slobbery. he should be ashamed! though, you did have a soft spot for it . . . even if it was kind of gross, it meant something special. all those times his tongue would idly loll out his mouth, and the times he’d be vigorously sucking on the sleeve of his hoodie, it only sparked one thought in you.
p.s: aged up sucessful players user and sae, user is a nepo baby, he’s lowk jealous, fuck it user is pro
the worst day in your life was the unfortunate day when your parents decided that you were old enough to get a husband and start a family. And now here you were, 27 years old and sitting next to itoshi sae at a fancy restaurant with your and his family.
you stared blankly at your food, pushing it around most of the time as gave the necessary smiles as they talked about the marriage with a man that you barely know
you could see his anger flaming inside himself too, he clearly did not want to get married.
then you out your fork down, making a bold statement for the first time since you got here
“Ma, isnt it too early? I have to train more for this season, i wont have time for a wedding” you stare at your mother, who happily responds to your question
“Thats what i was thinking too, so youre just going to be engaged now, then around two or three years later, you can get married!”
“Mhm! You two can get along well during the years!” Sae’s mother added
“Actually,” they continue
“We were planning to make you two live together, since you two dont see each other often” your mother said calmly
you and sae were both horrified as you stared at the two of them, sae’s fork was stuck halfway to his mouth and you were staring deadpanned at their excited faces
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the first 4 months felt like absolute hell, you two made EVERYTHING divided into half. The right side of the couch was yours, separate rooms, separate laundry, hell, even separate kitchen stuff,
you were absolutely ready to kill him anytime before the first incident, you just came back home angrily—today’s match was horrible for you, you missed the goal twice, the crowd booed at you and you might have gotten benched for the first time in years, which was surprising for one of the top scorers in soccer
anyways, all you wanted to do that day was stay in bed, relax and sleep until you did better yesterday, somewhere along the way, you started bawling your eyes out on your pillow
sae opened the door slowly, already speaking as he came in
“Hey you have to wash your dishes-“ he stopped dead in his tracks as he saw your face burried on a pillow, crying
you didnt care about the door closing or him finding out you were crying, you just wanted comfort-
and there sae came in again, with your favourite ice cream that he openly thought was unhealthy. You were more surprised when he tried feeding you, but it did feel good for someone to care atleast a little about you. You were even more surprised when you woke up to him deep asleep leaning on the wall and your head rested on his lap.
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he was a little more tolerable since that incident, you occasionally talked a bit more with him and didnt mind sharing some stuff with him. The next one maybe made you see him in a different light though, as you found out he had a cute little diary stored away under his monitor about yourself, the things you liked, disliked, which annoyed you, made you happy, things not even you noticed about yourself, maybe even the mystery meaning of life too
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you were nicer to him after that, guessing maybe he didnt want to be a pissy bitch to you. But he sure was one when you mentioned tour male friends or anyone you could possibly be ‘cheating’ with, and taking off your ring definitely pissed him off a lot
you loved how he always security checked almost every guy you mentioned, even his teammates who were being a little too nice to you
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You could feel he was definitely proud when you won a million awards this hear, by now you two were really close— enough for your mothers to think the marriage was conformed
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sae swore he had never seen you so stressed as much as when you were picking the dress and the cake for the wedding, while he was all #nonchalant about it
but it all was perfect in his eyes when he saw you in your gorgeous dream white dress, your eyes so beautiful as you looks up/down/ straight at him, your hair framed adorably around your face. And the moment he thought he would dread became the best moment he’s ever felt
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lazy ass writing yo, its like 2 am im tired i wanna sleep lol
in today's broadcast: yukimiya kenyu has had a crush on his ditzy best friend since they were kids! but as luck would have it, you're waaayyy too dumb to notice. surely, someone so put together and smart as your kenyu wouldn't be into you.. right?
"not much going on behind those eyes, but she's all the more cute for it," yukimiya sighs dreamily in his interview.
MDNI cw: fem!ditzy!reader, childhood bestfriend yukki, fluffy & a tiny bit suggestive
.the door to yukimiya’s dorm slams open, the sound causes him to jump up from his bed, clutching his heart. he’s ready to reprimand whoever just disturbed his perfectly curated peace, his alone time, free of the two idiots karasu and otoya whom he calls friends so he can finally study properly.
but, instead of either of those two, he’s met with a pouty you. his best friend since birth. your cheeks still just as rounded as back then, he finds them equally endearing especially when paired with a jutted-out bottom lip like right now.
“ken-uhgh,” you whine, face-planting onto his bed, mumbling something into the sheets.
kenyu can only chuckle, “come again?”
you huff, turning your head to look up at him, who’s sat down on the bed again not too far off, just enough to pet your head to hopefully soothe some of your frustration. “anri got a girlfriend.”
your brows are furrowed, gaze pointed at him, “this is bad.”
“how so, sweet girl?” he indulges your childish complaints.
a groan propels you to turn onto your back, shifting so you can lay your head in his lap, “now, i’m the only one single! out of 6, mind you,” your frown only deepens. “am i not cute enough? i mean, i guess i’m bigger than all of them-”
he quickly covers your mouth, his other hand resuming the pets, “that shouldn’t matter.”
you lick his hand, which has him grimacing before he wipes said hand on his sheets.
“but what if it does, though..” you complain again. “i’ve got a pretty face, no?”
“the prettiest,” he agrees.
you don’t seem to catch that though, since your analysis continues. “i already wear the shortest skirts the dress code allows… should i add stockings? i heard otoya likes those-”
yukimiya’s lips purse, before he exhales loudly, “don’t base your wardrobe on a nutcase like him, sweetheart.”
“so what do i do?” you sit up, tucking your knees under you, kenyu’s hand falling into his lap. “i really really want to date someone, i wanna kiss and i wanna fuck and i want to be wanted-”
his hand reaches up to squish your cheeks together, pouting your lips like a duck. red eyes fixated on your own widened ones, he sighs, “you’re lucky you’re cute.”
“wat dwo you mean?” you manage through his hold on your face. brows pinched in confusion, your answer comes as his soft lips pressed briefly against your own.
your eyes shoot open. you can barely register what’s happening before he pulls away, a smug smile on his lips.
for a beat, neither of you says a thing, and with each passing second yukimiya’s confidence falters. he quickly lets go of your face, his own reddening more and more by the second. he anxiously runs his hand through his hair, muttering curses at karasu, who supposedly told him this would work.
all while you’re still stupefied, gaze trained on your best friend (boyfriend?) with your mouth hanging open.
kenyu finally turns to you, though he can’t seem to bring himself to actually look you in the eye, “look, i’m sorry. i definitely shouldn’t have done that. i.. i don’t know what came over me. mmmph..!”
it’s now his turn to be shocked as you lunge at him, tacking him onto his back and onto his plush cushions. your thighs straddle his waist and your lips are on his immediately, hands traveling over his chest.
you pull away, panting a little, “soo.. you’re my boyfriend now?”
“huh?”
“well, that’s why you kissed me, right?”
“well, yeah, but i was supposed to ask you out first..” he rubs the back of his head while smiling sheepishly.
you shrug, “you kissed me, so you’re mine now.”
he chuckles, “oh, sweetheart. i was yours from the day i was born.”
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