Ray Is A Ray Of Sunshine To Me.

WORK THAT SHIT QUEEN

I just think Ray needs a surprise holiday!

You had it all planned out.

Every meticulous step had been perfectly arranged. Every task on the board carefully categorized, broken down into a series of simple goals that you had ticked off one by one. You were on schedule, on time, on a fucking roll. And you were not going to let anyone stand in your way. No matter the cost, even to your pride, you were going to see this through.

“Star…” Ray blinked down at you, dark eyes half-lidded with exhaustion and that ever-present fondness that never failed to make your knees grow weaker. The hand rubbing the back of his neck lowered to curl over your cheek, almost petting you as though you were a misbehaving cat. “What are you hiding from me?”

“Nothing!” You replied reflexively, and then cringed when one eyebrow went up. Too quick. Usually you were a better liar, but this was Ray. Your boyfriend of several months, and the love of your life for almost as much time. You didn’t exactly want to lie to him, but this was meant to be a surprise! Did anyone know how difficult it was to plan a surprise for a mind-reader?! The meditation, the distractions, the waiting until he was out patrolling before jumping online to do research, finish up preparations, and then hurriedly delete the browsing history on your laptop?

It would all be worth it though, you thought determinedly as you marshaled your willpower and stubbornly stared up at Ray. There was no way you were going to trip up this close to the finish line. By tomorrow morning everything would be finalized.

“Tomorrow morning?” Ray echoed lightly, and you immediately froze in place. Shit, he was catching on. Fine, fine, you could salvage this. As long as he didn’t look into your room– “Your thoughts are very loud, Star.”

“I’m panicking!” You retorted, again too loud and too quick. He snickered at your flustered state while you rushed to regain control. “Um. I mean. There’s nothing in my room, I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

Ray snorted, a laugh escaping him at your obvious attempts. His tall frame cast a shadow over you as he stepped closer, herding you backwards until your spine touched the door of your room. When he spoke again, his voice was laced with something approaching genuine curiosity and anticipation.

“Come on, what's the big surprise you've been hiding from me?" He asked, tilting his head to the side. His eyes pinned you in place.  

"Now, now, Ray. Patience is a virtue, you know," you couldn’t stop yourself from teasing. When he stepped forward again, you placed a hand on his chest to prevent him from advancing further. "Besides, that’s the fun in spoiling the surprise too soon? You’ve waited this long, right?"

“I didn’t know I was waiting before,” Ray grumbled, and then a playful smirk curved his lips. “Besides, I know exactly where the fun is," he quipped, leaning in closer until his breath ghosted over your ear. "Why don’t you let me show you?"

Goosebumps formed across your skin as molten heat flowed through your body, down your spine and to the very tips of your toes. You shuddered at his proximity, your own eyes growing half-lidded as your iron resolve weakened under his tantalizing words. In or out of the blue and yellow costume, Ray was impossibly magnetic. There was no way you could deny the effect he had on you. Once he had compared you both to a binary star system, two objects in space intertwined in a cosmic dance. Destined to either be destroyed or separated for eternity.

You thought that was a rather pessimistic outlook. Maybe you wouldn’t always work things out. Maybe you would argue. Maybe the causes would be internal – your own insecurities and worries, Ray’s trauma, his misanthropy, and over-protectiveness. Maybe they would be external – the NAHA, Double Vision, and other villains. To you though, what mattered was that you wanted to work things out with Ray. He made you happy, and you made him happy, and goddammit you were going to commit to that!

You couldn't let him win this time, not when you had gone through so much effort to orchestrate the perfect surprise. It was time for Evasive Manoeuvres(TM).

Ray, lips already at your throat, immediately paused. He drew back, a deep furrow creasing the skin between his brows. “What the hell is that?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you responded innocently, as the dulcet tones of Jay Park cooing about fat asses transformed into the less dulcet tones of Lil Jon and The East Side Boys. You continued speaking slowly as the lyrics 3-6-9 DAMN SHE FINE, I’M HOPING SHE CAN SOCK IT TO ME ONE MORE TIME played on loop at the forefront of your mind. “I just think my lovely boyfriend should be a bit more patient instead of trying to ruin the surprise I worked very hard on.”

The look he shot you promised swift and punishing retribution, but you stood your ground. You both knew that if Ray really wanted to spoil the game, he had a million ways to do so, up to and including simply picking you up like the aforementioned misbehaving cat.

Kind of like right now. You let out a surprised squeak as Ray tossed you over one shoulder and headed for his bedroom. “Nice try, Star,” he remarked with a low chuckle that you felt acutely between your legs. "But you can't hide your thoughts from me forever. I plan to get it out of you tonight, one way or the other."

Approximately 18 hours later you glared at Ray from the front lobby of the beach resort as the desk worker happily announced that your room had been upgraded to a deluxe suite overlooking the beach. Charitably, he has chosen not to make fun of you, but you still stewed in your emotions as he carried both of your suitcases all the way to the elevator, through the connecting hallways, and into the massive bedroom. You wouldn’t have been able to manage anyway. Your thighs were still so sore that you’d almost missed the flight entirely.

You barely waited for the door to close before you couldn’t hold it anymore. “How did you know?!”

Ray blinked at you bemusedly, and then purposefully lifted a finger to point at himself. “Telepath.”

The pillow you lobbed at him came to a halt in front of his face and remained hovering in place before floating neatly back to the bed. The look he gave you could only be described as shit eating.

“You fucking – ARGH!” You covered your face with another pillow to muffle the mortified screeching. “I really thought I had you! How long have you known?”

“What?!” That had been ages ago, long before I’d even started looking up holiday destinations! “I’ll have you know that meditation is a perfectly normal activity! Why would that be suspicious?!”

Ray hummed thoughtfully, putting a hand to his chin while tipping his head back to stare up at the gorgeously paneled ceiling. “For a few weeks. Around the time you started practicing meditation. It was very suspicious.”

A scoff. “Star, you hate sitting still and not moving. You can’t even watch Netflix without either knitting or playing games on your phone, and I’m supposed to believe you just decided to start the one activity that’s about being calm?”

“Bastard,” you pouted, pulling away when he tried to corral you into his arms for an apologetic hug. “You’re so mean to me. Mean boyfriends don’t get kisses when they ruin surprises from their loving partners!”

“Then maybe little brats shouldn’t try to hide things from their superpowered boyfriends,” Ray snarked back, pinching the sides of your face with one hand and holding you still. The smile on his face was impossibly fond and filled with a heat unmatched by the blazing equatorial sun outside. “Still. This is the nicest thing anyone’s ever done for me. Thank you, Star…” he murmured, leaning closer.

Just before your lips touched however, a familiar tune chimed from his phone. The resulting wince was Pavlovian, and you scowled across the room at the phone buried somewhere in Ray’s bag.

He twitched towards it, years of conditioning prompting his body even as it revulsed him, but you were faster. You grabbed Ray by the face and turned his head back towards you.

“I heard there’s a buffet downstairs,” you said. “It’s all you can eat seafood, and there's dessert!”

He blinked at you, attention split for a split second before focusing completely on your face. “Is food all you ever think about?” He chuckled, allowing you to tug him towards the door and out the room. “I should have lured you with free meals.”

“I don’t know,” you hummed playfully, shutting the door firmly on the NAHA and their bullshit. “I think you caught me just fine.”

Me after playing a VN game with a real dark fucked up yandere character for once again:

You asked me, so now I wanna know this about you !! <3

Which anime character do you feel identified? (as in personality or the way they act in certain situations)

-your favorite moot ever <3

I also wanted someone to ask me this question

Thank you for your interest~ ♡

Nagi Seishiro (Blue Lock): We share tastes such as watching videos or playing video games, we are lazy, relaxed and we were not popular at school (adding that sometimes I feel unmotivated) And now in the last chapter, I identified even more with him. 😭

Asa Mitaka (Chainsaw Man): She is quiet, reserved, pessimistic, sometimes perfectionist, someone with low self-esteem, clumsy, etc. Having said that, There are two scenes in which I felt identified (I don't know if they have caught up with the manga, if not, I tell you the context) Asa first invites Denji to a date and leaves her planted, she creates supposed reasons why Denji did not go and becomes self-convinced that she did not care at all and I just did it to get back to normal (In short: I overthink things); and after, invite him again but this time in an aquarium, Asa tries to make the date pleasant, she starts talking about ocean data (it is something she would do on a date, I love to share random facts about topics that interest me 😅)

Asa Mitaka is literally me

Godzilla in Invasion of Astro-Monster (1965) // Emi in Ultraman: Rising (2024)

GUYS FRESH KAISER IS BACK!!! (I still like him better all sweaty though...)

—via Chapter 303

As always, you're welcome and a pleasure~ ❤️

You asked me, so now I wanna know this about you !! <3

Which anime character do you feel identified? (as in personality or the way they act in certain situations)

-your favorite moot ever <3

I also wanted someone to ask me this question

Thank you for your interest~ ♡

Nagi Seishiro (Blue Lock): We share tastes such as watching videos or playing video games, we are lazy, relaxed and we were not popular at school (adding that sometimes I feel unmotivated) And now in the last chapter, I identified even more with him. 😭

Asa Mitaka (Chainsaw Man): She is quiet, reserved, pessimistic, sometimes perfectionist, someone with low self-esteem, clumsy, etc. Having said that, There are two scenes in which I felt identified (I don't know if they have caught up with the manga, if not, I tell you the context) Asa first invites Denji to a date and leaves her planted, she creates supposed reasons why Denji did not go and becomes self-convinced that she did not care at all and I just did it to get back to normal (In short: I overthink things); and after, invite him again but this time in an aquarium, Asa tries to make the date pleasant, she starts talking about ocean data (it is something she would do on a date, I love to share random facts about topics that interest me 😅)

Asa Mitaka is literally me

Kaiser is my husband😋 (I NEED TO FINISH BLUE LOCK ASAP)

😭

Was re-reading the NEL arc and decided to translate Kaiser’s shirt…

Naah I’m out

—★ ITOSHI’S IN BED

sexual content , riding , creampie , dry humping , cussing , overstimulating , pet names , teasing , fingering , cunnilingus , oral male receiving ( itoshi brothers x female, reader)

how the itoshi brothers act in bed

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-‘๑’- RIN ITOSHI

he won’t admit it, but he loves kissing you passionately and sloppy at the same time while being balls deep inside of you, almost touching your cervix.

licking his lips making them get wet with his soft eyes and whisper, " is this alright? "even while your thighs are trembling around his ears.

he becomes so sensitive as he tries to hide his moans while you bounce up and down, bouncing gently with each movement. he can feel your wetness coating his cock.

" ‘m not done with you yet.."

loves loves loves loves dry humping you even better when you straddle him grinding with clothes on.

“ stop teasing…”

" damn it." he huffs, spreading your legs wider apart and pounding into you harder while trying not to cum in you right there.

he can’t help it when your legs are on his shoulders up to his ears, he might suck on your toes if your feet are pretty to him.

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-‘๑’- SAE ITOSHI

“ you feel me hm?” he doesn’t hesitate to press on your stomach to see how deep he is.

“ say ah.”

he doesn’t know why you’re crying and whining, since you’re the one who introduced him to the vibrator he was using on your swollen clit.

he likes to have your hair in his tightly, guiding you by your hair when you’re giving him the sloppiest blowjob.

“ wanna make me feel good?”

he’s into overstimulation, he loves watching you squirm underneath him, especially when he’s knuckle deep in you. he moved his fingers faster and deeper.

“ so tight around my fingers..”

everytime he talks, he sounds like he is amused, but you’re too busy cock drunk to notice anything with his length fully sheathed inside you.

barely lets out any sound if he does, is breathless grunts and panting.

when he eats you out, staring into your soul like almost daring you to look away, if you look away anyway he’ll stop immediately.

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