#(i declined btw if anyone even cares)

[violentdevotion]

seeking halal weed gummies

#ameera speaks #joking hesting teasing #i just remember someone ince offered me weed gummies and i was gonna ask if they were halal b4 i realised how dumb that is #(i declined btw if anyone even cares)

[rinhaler]

TAKE OFF, TAKE OFF, TAKE OFF ALL YOUR CLOTHES

CHAPTER SUMMARY: It's Chigiri's birthday and everyone decides it's a perfect day to go to the nearby village to shop for secret santa gifts! Will you be able to get through one day without bickering with your ex?

ex-fiancé!rin x f!reader

WARNINGS : 18+, alcohol consumption, hate sex? + love making, dry humping, mutual pining, no prep, vaginal sex, premature ejaculation, creampie, fingering, oral, mattress humping, tit sucking, multiple rounds?, overstimulation, squirting, choking, praise, dacryphilia, pet names (princess, baby).

WORDS : 12.2k

notes : It's MY birthday too btw hehe wanted Chigiri to be the readers bestie bc he's my birthday twin oops enjoy the fic tho ♡

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Daybreak filters through the window as your eyes begrudgingly flutter open. It seems like both you and Chigiri had forgotten to close the curtains before you passed out drunk and stoned. The mattress beneath you feels like a cloud as you stretch out; your hand comes into contact with cold, fair skin.

You blink the sleep from your eyes when you recall that Hyoma seldom sleeps without a shirt.

And your blood runs cold.

It all comes rushing back to you, then. That crushing conversation with Rin you’d had last night that made you sob and search for your best friend, leaving him alone so you could preserve his enjoyment of the evening.

“Eita.” you whisper, attempting to shake him awake.

He knocked on your door, offered you weed, and you couldn’t bring yourself to decline. Not when you were so lonely, so filled with envy and loathing as you dredged over each painful word your ex shared with you on his balcony.

“Mmpf, w’time is it?” Eita grumbles, feeling around for his phone until he finds it. “Eugh, it’s so early…”

“You have to go.” you tell him, lightly slapping him until he pays attention to you. You get out of bed and are met with the freezing air filling the room. He doesn’t listen, but he watches you with one eye slightly open as you rush to turn on the heater to warm up the room. You freeze as you look at him again, wondering why he’s shirtless if it’s so cold. “Eita… did we…”

“Mm.” he grunts, closing his eyes again. You jump onto the mattress beside him, really shaking him so he can’t possibly ignore you. “Woah, what is it?”

“We fucked?” you ask him, panicking.

“No way.” he shakes his head. “Don’t fuck drunk ‘n high girls.” he assures you.

You breathe a sigh of relief as you lie back beside him. It’s stupid to worry about Rin anymore, but you can’t help it. He said he wouldn’t care if you fucked the whole house, but did he really mean it? It seems like a violation, to you, breaking bro code or something. And, honestly, you don’t think it would reflect well on you either.

The last thing you wanted to do was cause an uproar when you’re here for a few more days.

“Eita? What happened last night?” you wonder, quietly, unsure if you want the answer.

You might not have had sex, but that doesn’t mean something else didn’t happen. If you kissed, you certainly don’t remember it. The possibilities are endless, and it makes your blood reach the same chilling temperature that fills the room.

“We jus’ smoked, baby,” he tells you, rolling over on his stomach to look at you. He’s pretty, like this. He’s pretty anyway. But the pinks and yellows breaching through the blinds softens him immensely. “You cried a lot. About Rin. ‘n then you passed out.” he closes his eyes to sleep some more.

How utterly humiliating.

Though you don’t really have time to dwell as you see him trying to sneakily sleep beside you again. You lightly tap his face, yanking the duvet away from him to reveal his toned back muscles.

He’s still wearing his jeans from the party.

“I don’t know where Chigiri is, but if anyone sees you in here, they’re gonna get the wrong idea,” you whisper, and he grunts. He takes his time, but eventually, gets up in search of his shirt and shoes. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to lead you on or anything.”

“It’s okay,” he smiles back at you over his shoulder as he shoves his feet into his sneakers. “You want Rin back, yeah?”

“I—” you hesitate. Do you want him back? You still stand by the reasons you decided to end things, after all. But so many feelings have come rushing back since seeing him in the flesh again. You were missing him already before you even got here. And now, you’re so close but so far. And even further now that he’s seeing someone new.

Do you really want him back?

Or do you just want what you can’t have?

“Either way, you don’t need me right now.” he tells you, pulling his shirt over his head. “Your loss, by the way.” he laughs.

“Hah, really?” you laugh too.

“Big time, I’m definitely a better fuck than Itoshi. Both of them,” he winks, biting his lip before heading for the door. “If you change your mind, I’ll be around.” he salutes before sneaking out and shutting the door behind him.

The cold air hits you like a brick as you run to lock the door after him, but you hurry back to warmth soon after. You starfish in the bed when you realise you have the space to yourself again, and your eyes slowly close. A few more minutes sleep won’t hurt, right? No one else seems to be awake yet.

He didn’t even tell you what time it is.

You roll over and grab your phone from the side table and wince when you see that it’s only 8am. It’s sickening, so much so that you practically throw your phone back down and get in a comfortable position to sleep.

It’s short lived, though, you get fifteen minutes of resting your eyes at most before you hear knocking at the door.

It makes you grumble, like a man. Like your dad specifically. It horrifies you enough to make you stir and clamber out of bed. It’s grotesque, you think, inheriting such an uncouth trait.

You’ll have to train yourself out of it.

You unlock the door, and you aren’t sure why you’re surprised to see Chigiri step through. He stares at you silently as you lock the door again, he doesn’t even follow you into bed when you cover your barely clothed limbs.

“Something happened last night.” he tells you, looking worried.

“What?” you wonder. “What did you do?”

He looks so serious, and it makes your heart race. Did you do something embarrassing? Probably, but that isn’t anything new. His silence makes your body flush with warmth. The nerves and anxiety you feel begin to course through every nerve ending you possess, and soon enough you’re throwing the blankets away from your body.

He looks into your eyes before thinking about what he should say. And after losing all composure, he starts laughing. “Nothing, just wanted to see what it feels like to be you for a second.” he smirks, “You do that shit everyday? Exhausting.”

“You’re such a dick.” you chastise him, getting comfy in the bed again. And now, finally, he joins you. “Have you got a hangover?”

“Big time.” he tells you. You grab some painkillers from your side table and pop out enough from the silvery film for you and Chigiri to consume. “Something happened last night, right?” he asks.

“Don’t get me started.” you sigh.

“I came up here to come to bed, the door was locked.” he tells you, “So I woke up with Tabito on the couch, Sae on the floor and Oliver on the coffee table.”

You laugh, rolling on your side so you can face each other and gossip. The state everyone is in today is no surprise. Though you suspect the only one not nursing a hangover is probably Rin. You didn’t see him drink all that much, and he doesn’t get high.

He’s probably doing his morning routine right now.

A routine he got you into when you first started dating. You wanted to impress him, after all. But his yoga routines are far out of your league. You used to end up giggling on your back after a fall while he laughed along with you.

But you liked doing the meditation afterwards.

“Rin almost kissed me last night, I think…” you contemplate it, though you admittedly aren’t sure if it’s a fabrication. “It was really intense, but he rejected me.”

“Damn.” he replies, “Wait, so you were in here alone? Why did you lock the door?!”

“Eita spent the night…” you sigh, covering your face with your pillow. Chigiri teases you, trying to pull it away to inspect your facial expressions. He’s laughing, loudly, unable to believe what he’s hearing. “He told me that we just got high, and I cried about Rin.” you confess.

“You are floundering.” he tells you, and you nod. “He’s into you, you’re into him, Ryusei made him sound like a major player so he’s probably a good fuck. Rin gave you your answer, you should have sealed the deal!” he continues, and all you can do is groan. Because he’s right.

How long is it going to take to get over Rin, anyway? Why should you spare his feelings when he clearly has no desire to do the same for you?

Eita isn’t what you want right now, though.

His pretty face and his alleged impeccable stroke game isn’t going to change that.

“Rin was jealous last night.” Chigiri admits, and it grabs your attention instantly. “Ryusei was, too. But Rin was really jealous.”

“Really?”

He nods, “When you were dancing with Eita, I was trying to keep an eye on him.” you get comfortable and make full eye contact with him again as he speaks. “While we were playing never have I ever, too. When Eita and Oliver were all over you, he looked pissed.”

“Interesting…”

“His girlfriend’s gotta be a rebound.” he theorizes, and for whatever reason, it gives you chills. Both of your eyes widen at the same time, and no doubt you’ve arrived at the same idea. “We need to get more info.”

“Ryusei wants to talk to me at some point, I’ll ask him.” you tell Hyoma, and he nods, concurring that it’s a good idea. “You need to talk to Sae. He might know something.”

“He didn’t even know Rin was coming,” Chigiri rolls his eyes, but relents. “Fine.”

The two of you go downstairs, surprisingly greeted by everyone else. Everyone’s crowded around the kitchen island again. The smell of bacon, eggs and toast floods your nostrils as you descend and reach the kitchen.

You sit in between Oliver and Chigiri, the former not paying you too much attention other than a polite hello. Ryusei catches your eye as he tilts his head, waving when you finally make eye contact. His face looks serious, intentional, he’s waiting for that talk you silently agreed to.

“Surprised you’re cooking for us all, Rin.” Hyoma speaks, resting his elbow on the countertop before settling his head in his hand.

“Yeah, well,” he speaks quietly but with a slight gruffness. “It’s fine.”

He carefully sets down two plates in front of you all. Eita and Ryusei are already eating, so Oliver reaches for the nearest plate. Rin scowls at him, harshly trapping his hand between the plate and the spatula he’s holding.

“That’s not for you.” Rin tells him, and he moves his hand. You watch him as he pushes the plate in your direction, looking at you briefly before he looks back at Oliver. “Here.” he continues, pushing the other plate towards his hungry friend.

Hyoma is thankful that Rin seems too preoccupied trying to shield his face from you to notice how his eyes have widened and he can’t control the smirk on his face. You haven’t noticed, either, but Sae raises a suspicious eyebrow as he looks at your best friend. Though, luckily, he doesn’t comment on it.

You look down at the plate, realising why he wanted you to have this plate. He’s cut your toast into triangles how he knows you like, and they are the perfect shade of golden brown with butter dreamily melting into it. He cut the fat off your bacon and fried it until it was crispy.

You look at Oliver’s plate, seeing how little care have gone into the eggs. The yolks are messy and broken, whereas yours are perfect.

“Thank you, Rinni— Rin.” you smile, picking up your cutlery as you start to dig in. He doesn’t say anything, he just smiles weakly as he nods. He washes his hands in the sink as his brother places a plate down in front of Chigiri. He sits opposite to him with a plate of his own.

Your smile fades as you watch Rin walk away without sitting down with a plate of his own.

“Where’re you going?” Ryusei asks, cheeks full of food as he talks.

“Not hungry.” he responds, retreating upstairs.

You sigh, losing your appetite despite the food looking so perfectly appealing. Hyoma leans over to you, whispering that you need to eat as he watches you play with your food. He’s right, as usual, so you force yourself to take a few bites. Your eyes meet Ryusei’s as you look up, and you see an expression of concern and worry on his face.

It forces you to continue eating. You don’t want to worry everyone, after all.

But you yourself are worried about Rin.

He could be telling the truth, of course. It’s possible that he really isn’t hungry. But what if it’s your fault? Maybe he can’t stomach the idea of being around you. Eating around you. He might not even want to breathe the same air as you after last night.

Breakfast… he made it for you specifically, though.

Why would he do that if he hated you so much?

“He’s almost finished eating,” Hyoma whispers, gesturing to Shidou’s plate. “Eat your food, pull him aside, and I’ll see if I can find out anything from Sae.” he continues.

You take a few more bites and push your plate aside. Chigiri waits for you to do as he had told you, but you whisper to him instead.

“Why do you think Rin isn’t eating?” you ask, “I should make him breakfast since he did the same for me!” you smile, excitedly.

“Aw!” he smiles back, a little too widely to be sincere. “Your cooking is disgusting. You’re trying to get him back, not kill him.”

“Oh my God it isn’t that ba—”

“Hey, didn’t you need to talk to Shidou about something?” he says, loudly, pulling everyone’s attention from their food to look at your exchange. No one is more captivated than Shidou himself, however, who picks up both of your plates and moves them closer to the sink. “I’ll wash up, dude, don’t worry.” Chigiri says as he stands to his feet, shooting you a final, warning glare before walking to the sink.

You smile at Ryusei, leading him over to the empty lounge. He lights the wood logs in the fireplace after seeing your skin break out in goosebumps. The couch feels tight as you sit together, despite being so far apart. His arm rests over the back while he rests an ankle on his knee, and you’re sitting cross-legged with your back against the furniture’s arm.

It’s awkward.

There’s an obvious tension that you don’t feel qualified to break. He’s formulating words, you can see him thinking of what to say since he’s older and should therefore be more mature. He’s the one who hurt you, unintentionally of course, so he should try and alleviate this heavy feeling of unease.

“I’m sorry about yesterday,” he starts. “If I did anything to give you the wrong idea… I’m sorry.”

“No, I was being a brat, I’m sorry.” you tell him, trying your best to not let your bruised ego interfere with a friendship you do value wholeheartedly. “You were right, I was hurting and then I lashed out because I was embarrassed.”

“You know I’d fuck you in a heartbeat if you weren’t Rin’s girl, yeah?” he laughs, tilting your head up by the chin with his finger as he urges you to look at him. “I know you aren’t together, but it’s a red line to me.”

“I understand…” you nod, “Are you going to tell him?”

He shakes his head, “There’s nothing to tell. Nothin’ happened.” he smiles at you. He pulls you into his arms and hugs you tightly. It makes you giggle; you can’t help yourself. Ryusei always seems to make you feel lighter whenever you talk to him.

He’s sweet.

Really sweet.

And often times, severely misunderstood. You’ve known him since he was young, he’s thirty, now. You remember meeting him when you hadn’t been with Rin for too long. He told you about how they’d fight, physically. He told you he was crazy and unhinged, this that and the other.

But you got to know him, you suppose.

You got to see a softer side of him and one that cares deeply. And he does care for you, even still. He’ll care about you for as long as he lives, you can see it plainly as he holds you in his arms, looking up into his eyes.

He looks at you like you’re his everything, sometimes.

You melt into his arms when you hear him lightly sniff your strawberry scented hair, it makes him hold you tighter. His head drops, levelling his mouth with your ear.

“What did you want to talk to me about?” he wonders.

You stiffen, and he feels it. He rubs your shoulders lightly with his thumbs, encouraging you to share in your own time. Whether it’s now, or in an hour.

He’s got you.

“Rin— His… girlfriend,” you gulp, fighting tears as they threaten to form and douse your cheeks for the second day in a row. “Do you know anything?”

“I know the same as you,” he confesses, feeling a pang on guilt in his heart as he hears you sigh in disappointment. “You ended things, baby, are ya jealous?”

“I’m starting to think I made a mistake…” you admit, looking into his eyes. “Help me, Ryu, please. I want to know if there’s still a chance with him.”

He just huffs and shrugs his shoulders.

Realistically there’s not much he can do to help. And you know that. You know how stubborn Rin can be, and what’s worse, he’s so private about his personal life. It used to be you that he was so secretive about. The only pictures on his Instagram profile were ones of you and him.

Just two pictures.

One of your birthday.

Another of your engagement.

They’re both gone, now. It breaks your heart to think about. He might replace them one day with photos of her. The thought of another woman wearing his grandmother’s ring makes anxiety surge through your nerve endings. Your body eases, though, when you feel Ryusei’s protective hold get stronger.

“I’ll find out what I can for you…” he whispers, “Just don’t get your hopes up.”

You nod, closing your eyes peacefully when you feel him place a delicate kiss into your temple. Chigiri looks over at you, shrugging, as if he’s asking for news. But you just shake your head, leaving both of you disappointed.

“Sae doesn’t know anything either.” Chigiri tells you now that you’re finally alone together again in the room you’re sharing. You grunt as you sit down on the bed with him, pouting that your little scheme has failed before it even took flight. “Are we giving up?”

“I guess, what else can we do?” you sigh. It was a noble thought that you’d be able to get some information and find a way to get your fairytale ending, but this is real life. Of course that wasn’t an option. “Anyway, it’s your birthday tomorrow. We should be focusing on that. Sae said he wanted to plan something.”

“We talked about it last night… he suggested going to one of the bars in town.” he explains. “Maybe we could do the secret Santa shopping too. Who did you get?” he wonders.

“Um…” you get off the bed, moving a few things around in the room as you try and recall where you left the jagged piece of cardboard with your recipient’s name written on. You find it in a crumpled pile of last night’s clothes and panties, handing it to Chigiri to read.

“Sae! At least you know him well enough to get something for him.” he smiles, giving it back to you.

“I was hoping I’d get you or Ryusei to be honest… or, never mind.” you speak quietly, regretting wanting to bring Rin up again when you’d tried to change the subject in the first place. “Who did you get?” you wonder.

He smirks, pulling his own piece of cardboard out of his pocket before showing it to you. Your face drops, and he can’t help but laugh, sticking his tongue out as he waves it around teasingly.

Rin.

“Give me it.” you demand. You reach out to grab it, but he snatches it from your reach. “Fucking give me it!” you leap on him, fighting with him as he carries on keeping it away from you.

“You fucking psycho!” he laughs, losing the upper hand as he lowers his hands to hold his aching stomach. “I was gonna give it to you anyway, idiot.”

“This is a gamechanger.” you smile, triumphantly holding the bent and torn piece of cardboard. “He almost kissed me. He was jealous. He made me breakfa—”

“He made everyone breakfast.”

“We’ve got history!” you steal the conversation back from him as he interrupts you, glaring at him with a new determination in your eyes. He watches you as you speak, knowing that you’re definitely onto something. There is so much history between you. And if you can pull of a simple, romantic gesture, he might bare his heart to you again. “Good things always happen on your birthday. I’m more excited than usual.”

“Because it’s my special day and you love me, right?” he rolls his eyes. “Not because you’re scheming to get your ex back.”

“I’m very excited for your special day and I love you very much, Chigs.” you laugh, chubbing his cheeks as you bend down from where you’re standing to tease him. “I’ll give up after this, for real. If he doesn’t want me, fine! But I think there’s still a chance…”

You aren’t sure if that’s entirely true though.

Maybe it’s your imagination.

Maybe it’s just hope.

“Who’s gonna be the designated drivers?” Karasu wonders, scanning around the room as he contemplates who will fill the roles. “We’ll need two, minimum.”

“I don’t mind staying sober.” you pipe up, shrugging and smiling happily. You got wasted on your first night here and, honestly, your stomach is still raw. You look upstairs as you hear a creak of the wood floor, the only person not present is the birthday boy himself. So, your face lights up, eager to finally see him and give him his gifts. “It’s Hyoma’s birthday, so he isn’t driving, decide the rest amongst yourselves.” you tell them as you stand up and rush towards your shared room.

The guys nod, all looking at each other as they try and come to a decision.

“I don’t care.” Rin announces, taking a drink of his coffee. “I’ll drive.”

“We should have one more to be safe,” Sae suggests, and they all groan, disappointed that Rin hadn’t gotten them all off the hook. It’s a choice between five, and none of them seem willing to be gracious enough to offer. “Fine. Let’s draw straws.”

You knock on the door to your room before entering immediately after, a wide grin sprawled across your face.

“Good morning! Happy birthday~!” you squeal, rushing over to your best friend to give him a tight, loving squeeze. He laughs, thanking you gratefully. He watches you as you grab the tall bag full of gifts and hand it to him. “If there’s anything you don’t like, jus’ lemme know and we can return or exchange!” you tell him, and he nods.

Though, as expected, your taste is perfect.

He pulls out each meticulously wrapped gift and is happy with each and every item you’ve gotten him. You’ve gotten the perfect mix of presents for him. Some clothes, accessories, and jewellery you were certain he’d like.

“This must have cost a fortune, you didn’t have to spend so much y’know.” he smiles, happily, holding a designer sweater you’d gotten him with an intricate design. You think nothing of it, though. If you could buy gifts for your atrocious little step siblings, you didn’t mind doing the same for your best friend. “I might wear this today!”

“You should! We’ve just been picking designated drivers.” you inform him. “I’m not drinking tonight, but I told them you aren’t driving since it’s your special day.”

“You aren’t?”

“I want a clear head today… it’s gonna be a long day.” you explain, and he nods. “We’ll probably be leaving soon so we should start getting dressed.” you tell him, standing up and crumpling all of the wrapping paper into a ball. You toss it aside before you decide to sit and start getting ready again.

“I’m gonna say good morning to everyone.” he smiles, waving.

You’re alone in the room, now, thinking about what’s to come. You don’t know how you should wear your hair or do your makeup. You aren’t sure how to dress comfortably for a shopping day whilst simultaneously looking hot enough to go for drinks and party after.

There’s an unnecessary pressure you’re letting weigh down on you. You want to impress Rin. You want to leave an impression. It’s silly, really. He knows you through and through. Every deep, saccharine inch of you, better than anyone else ever will. But here you are, preening yourself for his benefit more than your own.

It feels somewhat in vain, deep down.

Why are you trying to put on a mask for a man that knows you so, so intimately?

“You look really good,” Chigiri comments, leaning across the centre console to whisper in hushed tones. You offer a giddy, accomplished smile as you thank him, Eita and Oliver agree with him as they seem to overhear even over the pop music blasting through the speakers.

Cosy was the right move when you decided on your look for the day, though you may look like you’re heading for a day on some ski slopes rather than shopping and partying.

You’re dressed head to toe in white. Earmuffs, fuzzy coat and boots, and a skin tight jumpsuit. You even have white mittens ready to wear when you get out of the car.

“So… we’re splitting up. Looking for gifts. And then meeting at the bar in a few hours?” you ask the boys, who all nod.

“I already know what I’m getting so I’ll be going straight to the bar when I’m done.” Eita announces.

“Me too.” Oliver tells him, laughing.

You shake your head as you watch them joke around like kids, but with a joyous smile on your face. They must have something simple and generic in mind to be able to purchase their gifts to quickly. Though, knowing them, it’s probably alcohol.

There are butterflies in your stomach as you approach the nearby village town, you look into the rearview mirror to see Rin is still following closely behind.

You wonder how frustrated he is with Ryusei annoying him in the passenger seat.

You take a deep breath as you park, watching him pull up beside you. Everyone gets out quickly, eager to stretch their legs after the thirty-minute drive. You sigh as Rin walks away rapidly; his face buried in his phone without even bothering to say goodbye.

Chigiri shrugs at you, and everyone disperses through the village in different directions.

“I don’t even know where to start…” you confess, looking between each of the cutesy looking stores.

You enter a few, browsing, hoping something will leap out at you. An accessory you know he might like or maybe even a keepsake that might remind him of you whenever he sees it. But it starts to feel hopeless after you leave the 7th little shop you come across.

Otoya and Karasu pass by you, laughing as you enter while they’re leaving.

You dread to think what they’ve bought.

“I bet they’ve bought dirty magazines or something stupid.” Chigiri suspects, shaking his head in amusement as he thinks about how loud they were laughing. You grin, thinking about how the other guys would react to receiving such a scandalous, silly gift.

You try a few more places, and even revisit some others. But you’re about ready to give up as time keeps going on and on. Hyoma hasn’t had much luck finding something for the elder Itoshi sibling, either.

You’re both close to just buying some local sweets and calling it a day.

“Well this has been a disaster,” you huff, “So much for this being a gamechanger!”

“We haven’t been down here yet.” he points to an alleyway with a few more stores.

You enter through the hefty double doors of one, observing what kinds of things they have on the shelves. You’re both immediately excited when you realise you’re in a charity shop. You’re all too familiar with some of the treasures some people give away, some of your favourite outfits are things you’ve found through being thrifty.

“Oh this is perfect!” you beam, looking through each shelf at all of the little trinkets. Chigiri separates from you as he starts sifting through the clothes, wondering if he can find a novelty shirt of some kind as gag gift.

“There are DVDs over here, maybe we should get some to watch if we get bored?” he suggests. “They’re so cheap.”

“Oh cool!” you smile, approaching him to look through the selection together. “Ah! Oh my God, get this for Sae!” you tell him as you pull a DVD down from the shelf and hand it to him. “It’s his favourite!”

“Taxi Driver? Okay.” he scoffs, but keeps hold of it. At the very least, he knows Sae will definitely like it. Though he’s sure if it’s his favourite he probably already owns it in some form. “I’ve never seen it.”

“Every time he tried to make us watch it, I always fell asleep.” you giggle. Your eyes scan across the DVDs as you carry on walking through the shop. And then you realise you’ve walked too far when you see the spines change in height and width. “Oh, CDs!” you speak excitedly as you look through all of the old bands and albums on the shelves.

You grimace in confusion as your eyes settle on a familiar album amongst all of the other more obscure ones. Surely not, you think. But you place your finger on the top and wiggle it out from being suffocated between the rest.

“Hyoma!” you squeal, flipping it for him to see. His eyes drop to see Lana’s Lust for Life album in your hand. He seems confused, though, as his eyes flit between yours and the CD you’re holding. “It’s a sign!”

“Is it?” he asks, sceptically.

“Yes! He got me this on vinyl for my birthday a few years ago!” you explain, and he looks sympathetic rather than supportive. “I— am I being stupid? I was thinking it might remind him of us.”

“No, no, it’s a good idea.” he tells you, holding your shoulders supportively. “Let’s go pay and get to the bar.” he continues, holding a few DVDs in his hands.

You grab your purse, offering to cover everything as the cashier helps you bag everything and rings you up. It’s cheap, and yet, you feel accomplished. You were starting to doubt whether you’d actually be able to find anything for him. If Chigiri hadn’t pointed this place out, you’d be giving him a poxy box of sweets on Christmas morning.

Although, the sweets might be a nice additional gift.

~

The guys slowly but surely begin filtering into the bar with their shopping bags. You’ve been here with Chigiri for a little while, but Oliver, Tabito and Eita were the first ones here when you arrived.

Ryusei sits down beside you when he comes in next, and Rin isn’t far behind him. Everyone cheers when Sae comes in last, and you can’t help but notice everyone’s shopping bags seem to look similar in some way or another.

“The shops are so dead.” Sae tells you all, and everyone happens to agree.

You aren’t sure what they all expected, though. It’s a small village town in the middle of nowhere. It’s not like you’re in a bustling city with anything and everything at your fingertips. It made shopping more fun, you thought. It gave you the opportunity to really look around until you found something special.

“I’ll get drinks,” Rysuei announces as he stands up. He makes a mental note of what everyone wants, knowing he’ll probably forget when he goes to the bar.

“Move down, Rin, I need to talk to Ryusei.” Sae instructs his little brother. Rin looks at Ryusei’s empty seat, and then at you. It makes your heart race when his pretty teal eyes meet yours. He looks worried, for some reason, but masks it well as he shuffles from his seat to the one closer to you.

Your eyes wander as they meet Sae’s, and he winks at you casually.

Hyoma never did tell you what he and Sae talked about, only that he couldn’t get any information, either. But from this simple act, it seems Hyoma has revealed your true feelings for his brother to him.

And you’re happy.

Because this small gesture indicates that you have his support.

You don’t say anything, not right away, as he settles down beside you. You’re surprised he isn’t toying with his phone like he has been endlessly since he got here. It makes your throat tighten to think he might be doing it so that you don’t see his texts with his new girlfriend.

“How did shopping go?” you ask him, hoping to break the ice and stop yourself from spiralling about a woman you don’t even know the name of.

“Fine, I think,” he tells you. “I think everyone’s gonna be disappointed with what they get.”

“I don’t know… it’s part of the fun.” you reply. “If we wanted to go all out, we would have planned to do this before we got here so we could order perfect, expensive things. But having a little budget and no idea was a change of pace.”

“What did you buy?” he wonders.

“I got some sweets to eat when we get back.” you smile. It makes him smile, too, causing you to giggle like a schoolgirl. You hadn’t expected to see his face change like that because of something you said. It’s warm, thawing away at your frozen heart.

“Happy birthday, Chigiri.” Ryusei says as he gives your best friend his drink first. You already know that Hyoma isn’t going to have to pay for a single drink himself while he’s here, it’s everyone’s birthday offering to him. Rin doesn’t pay Ryusei any mind as he sits down in his previous seat, too busy focusing on chatting with you.

It makes you feel special.

It makes you feel wanted.

“Rin?” you whisper, leaning over to him. He looks at you, a serious expression on his face as he senses your desperation. You’re trying not to be so needy, but you just can’t help it. “… I’m glad you decided to come along.”

It’s not what you wanted to say and not what he expected to hear. Although, you aren’t sure what you actually do want to say to him. Telling him you still harbour feelings will surely only end in tears when you know you can’t have him.

He isn’t yours anymore.

“Yeah? Well, it hasn’t been as painful as I expected it to be.” he tells you. And even that, such a simple, sulky sentence makes you feel warm and fuzzy inside. Maybe it’s because you know it’s oh so quintessentially Rin Itoshi. “You did scare me, when I saw you on the stairs.”

“You scared me too…” you admit. “I—”

“It happened, it’s fine. We’re fine.” he tells you, taking a sip of the lemonade Ryusei had ordered for him. You decided to stick to water, the freezing ice cubes bump against your lips as you drink heartily. “I heard Otoya go into your room the other night. After we— talked.”

“Nothing happened…” you respond, drinking more water to cover how your expression fills with shame and regret. He nods, understanding. “S-So, your girlfriend. Tell me about her…” you ask, reluctantly. And you’re a little surprised when he shakes his head.

“I’m not doing this,” he speaks. “We’re fine. I’m being civil. You aren’t entitled to know about my personal life just because I’m tolerating you.”

“Tolerating me? Really?”

“Yes, tolerating you.” he continues. “You lost the right to know about me when you left.”

“God, Rin, I barely knew you then.” you huff, crossing one leg over the other as you slightly angle your back to him. He puts his arm around the back of your seat and positions himself awful close. It startles you when you turn back to face him.

“What are you talking about?” he asks.

“You were so distant. All you cared about was football.” you inform him, doing your best to keep your voice lowered so that you don’t make a scene. The last thing you wanted was to ruin your best friend’s birthday because you had a momentary lapse of judgement.

Maybe exes are exes for a reason.

“Because it’s my job? My career.”

“And I have a career too, but I still remembered to ask how your day was. You stopped talking to me unless it was about our schedules.”

“You—” he huffs, moving away from you. You’re a little taken aback when he stands up with the intention of leaving. He pulls out some money and tells Hyoma to get himself a drink, on him, as a birthday gift.

Everyone looks a little lost for words when he ups and leaves. But then there’s a sigh of relief when they remembered they appointed Karasu to be another designated driver.

It’s not sitting right with you, though.

It almost felt like you were close to a breakthrough. You were getting into the nitty gritty of why your relationship fell apart in the first place, and, as usual, he doesn’t want to acknowledge it. You gather your things and decide to chase after him, knowing you can’t leave things like this.

You won’t even be able to call yourselves friends if you don’t figure this out.

“You’re stalking me, now?” Rin chuckles as he ducks into Sae’s car and locks the door. You try knocking on the window for him to let you in, but you’re speechless when he just drives off instead.

You fumble with the keys to Chigiri’s car until you manage to unlock it.

He’s not running away from you again.

As much as he wanted to break the speed limit to escape you, there was no point. You knew he was heading home so you’d find him eventually. Besides, he didn’t want to risk either of you slipping on the ice and winding up dead.

So he kept to a steady pace, enjoying the thirty minutes of peace on the drive down to the cabin before what he could only assume would be a shouting match between the two of you.

“Rin!” you yell as you get out of the car, slamming the door. It would make him laugh if he wasn’t so frustrated, you always did prove him right about things like this. He gets out of Sae’s car and slams the door, not even bothering to look at you as he walks up the stairs to the cabin.

He unlocks the door with ease before strutting in. It’s hard to keep up with his long strides, especially in the wet, slippery snow. You do what you can to speed after him, even taking the stairs two at a time so that you can get inside quicker.

You spot him in the kitchen as if nothing had happened. He’s standing by the kettle as he boils some water to make tea. He looks at you, casually, before looking back at the steam gently rising through the spout.

“You’re so childish? How didn’t I realise how fucking childish you are on top of everything?!” you shout as you walk over to the platform that separates the kitchen from the entryway. He still looks intent on keeping his mouth shut. And it’s making you crazy. “Will you say something?”

“What do you want?” he retorts, instantly. He looks at you briefly before pouring the water into a novelty Christmas mug. It’s tacky and hideous and you’re sure he hates it, but it must have been the first thing he saw to use. He leans back against the counter behind him while he uses a spoon to press the flavour from the tea bag.

“I— tell me you hate me, call me a bitch, I don’t know!” you demand. “I hate this tension, Rinnie, because every time I think things are okay, you freeze up and it’s—”

“I can’t tell if you’re… joking?” he smirks. “You, literally, broke my heart with no explanation. I’ve spent months trying to move on and then you show up out of nowhere and you’re trying to be best friends. I don’t want to be friends with you.”

“So what do you want?!”

“I want you to leave me alone.” he raises his voice, and it’s harsh. But instead of hurting you, it makes you angrier. You blood boils as you round the counter to get closer to him as he speaks. He puts down the tea he made as you get closer, using hand gestures wildly as he talks to get his point across. “You shouldn’t have come here. Because you shouldn’t have been keeping in touch with my family after we broke up. It’s such a fucking red line, it’s violating.”

“Oh, well, fuck me for wanting to know how you’re doing after everything. You know, since you completely cut me off. I was worried and you wouldn’t even text me to tell you when you were coming to get your stuff!”

“This is your problem,” he wags his finger with a smile before holding it to his lips as he thinks of how to tell you exactly how he feels. “You’re so fucking entitled. I’m being nice to you after you hurt me, and you think you deserve to know me again.”

“No, this is your problem!” you bite back, walking away from him before closing the gap again. You look up at him with watery eyes as he towers over you. Your heart aches as you feel the distance between you expand the more you talk about the past. But it has to happen. Even if you lose him forever, you can’t carry all of this pain with you forever. “You shut people out when they care! I want you to be happy and I want us to be friends, but you won’t talk to me! I broke up with you because when you were neglecting me, I felt lonelier than I did when I was actually alone.”

“I didn’t neglect you, I loved you. What was really the problem? Huh?” he asks, getting closer to you. And you have to crane your neck just to keep eye contact with him. He can’t ignore how glittery your eyes are as you hold back tears. You’re covering your sadness with rage, that much is clear to him. But he doesn’t want to stop. Not now, not when you’ve driven him to the point of no return with your incessant complaints. “I was too busy for you, yeah? You didn’t miss me, missed me taking you on fancy dates so you had something to brag about on Instagram.”

“… fuck you.” you say, quietly, your voice gets trapped in your throat as you try and figure out how to pull away from this confrontation with your dignity intact. It’s too late though. He’s already witnessed a lone tear fall down your cheek. “Do you hate me that much? Do you think that little of me?”

He doesn’t.

“Princess…” he sighs, tilting your head up with his thumb and forefinger so that you’re fixated on his eyes. Teal whirlpools with flecks of turquoise that create a scintillating visage that cannot be described by a mere mortal. No, they are deep lagoons that you want to drown in. They soften as he names you the only way you’d want to be named by him. Not your birth name, but as royalty. His princess. “I don’t think about you at all.”

Your heart shatters and he sees so clearly how your vision breaks. Should you keep looking at him or somewhere else entirely. His face is stoic, as usual, though he cups your face like you’re precious. Like you are the princess you want to believe you are, for him.

The energy in your body has depleted and you can’t even bring yourself to push him away. All you have is words. And, even then, you’re drawing a blank. So you sink, deep. Lower than the depths of hell to truly muster three little words you simply don’t mean.

“I hate you.”

He doesn’t react, not fully. But the colour of his eyes dull as the words reach his ears.

“I fucking despise you.” he retorts.

You do nought but stare.

Both of you.

You just stand there, indignantly staring into each other’s eyes as you process the situation. Your chest heaves and your body trembles with fury. You didn’t mean it, not really. In this moment, you suppose you do hate him a little. But you’ll never know if Rin means it.

Part of you assumes he’s only saying it to hurt you like you hurt him. He said what you said but increased the severity of his words just to twist the knife into your bloodied heart. But maybe he does truly feel this way. Maybe he’s felt nothing but disdain towards you since you broke up with him all of those months ago.

Why would he feel anything positive when it comes to you?

Especially since he’s moved on.

“I hate you, Rinnie…” you reiterate, lip wobbling as your tears spill more and more.

“I don’t believe you.” he says, wiping your tears with his thumbs.

You scan his face, and he doesn’t move an inch. It gives you pause for a moment as you contemplate what you’re feeling. But there are no thoughts in your brain, it’s silent. Blood pumps through you, and emotions overtake you as you lunge forward.

The distance between you is gone as you press your lips against his. He doesn’t tease you, this time. He doesn’t pull away. He kisses you back. You feel his hands explore your body, large palms settling in the slopes of your waist before they lower to your thighs.

You could never hate him.

His hands on your body make you feel whole again. He himself can barely believe how lovestruck you are in the way that you moan softly and breathe deeply from just his hands roaming your body. He lifts you up, and you wrap your legs around his waist as he deposits you on the countertop.

You lose yourself to loving squeezes and open-mouthed kisses as he grinds his hips between your spread legs, his tea long since abandoned in favour or tormenting what he knows to be your intricate, sopping flesh.

“You hate me, baby?” he asks, mumbling against your glossy, drooling lips. “S’that right? You hate me? Say it again, princess, say you hate me.”

“D— Don’t—!” you tell him, lips too eager to be smothered by his to answer him properly. You’re worried a truth might stray from your loose lips while you’re with him like this. You fight it, you really fight it. “I hate you, so much. R-Rinnie…” you tell him, and it feels honest. You’re substituting one word for another, and it feels so powerful as you lie to him with ease. He doesn’t stop, though.

If anything, everything intensifies.

“Yeah?” he asks, licking the tip of his tongue against yours tormentingly. He pulls away and rests his forehead against yours. “I’ll stop, then.”

“No, please,” you beg and it’s downright pathetic. Your own hips roll to meet his movements. You hump against each other pitifully, the desperation and friction being enough to leave you heady and delirious and most of all satisfied that it’s thanks to Rin Itoshi. “Don’t stop, please.” you whimper, attaching your lips to his as he continues.

Your poignant words lead him to growl against your skin. It’s so primal. So territorial as he pushes your jacket off your shoulders and down your arms. You help him in his efforts to take it off, shoving it until it slides and puddles on the ground.

“God I missed you.” you hear him mumble against your skin. Your heart beats faster as you feel him caress every inch of your body, hands resting on the swell of your tits as he thinks about what he wants to do to you.

You feel your truth being coaxed out of you with each passing second. Every ingratiating word the is meticulously embedded from his tongue and into your brain makes you desperate to tell him how you really feel and beg that he feels the same.

“Rinnie, I—”

His entire hand smothers the lower half of your face. There’s a worry in his eye as his body tenses up. And still, he can’t stop himself. He carries on humping his heavy bulge into your clothed cunt at a snail’s pace, panicked eyes turning heavy and filled with lust as he looks at how needy you are.

“Shh, baby,” he tells you, showing no signs of moving his hand.

“I can’t believe they ditched us.” you both hear a familiar voice muffled from outside. You aren’t sure why you care, but soon enough you’re both scrambling to be away from each other. You put your jacket back on after gathering it from the ground, both of you doing your best to act cool. “Here you are! What the fuck?” Tabito exclaims.

You can’t look.

Neither of you know why you’re so ashamed. So humiliated that you’d almost been caught hooking up. It’s not like it would be so scandalous, is it? You’ve made it very clear that you still have feelings for him, and yet, you don’t want anyone to know about this.

He’s the same, though, doing all he can to maintain composure.

He looks calm.

But you know him.

His eyes are blown. Full of lust and anxiety as he tries to control his breathing. No one else would notice, but you see how heavy his controlled breaths are. He gulps, scratching the back of his neck before looking around.

“I’ll get the others,” Rin tells Tabito, who can only shrug at his words.

Only Chigiri and Sae had returned with Karasu, the rest deciding to wait in the bar until someone decided to come and collect them. Tabito thought he’d have to do a return trip, not expecting Rin to spare him from repeating the journey once again. But once he has the all clear, he kicks off his shoes and sprawls on the couch.

Chigiri stares at you, and you can’t even look him in the eye for more than a second.

Why are you brimming with shame?

He almost sobers up at the sight of you. You look so vacant and dazed. It’s hard to look at him when you feel like this. Every attempt to do so, every forced little smile, only makes his concern grow. He walks towards you, but just as abruptly, he stops.

Rin walks behind you, caging your body beneath him as he traps you against the kitchen island. He doesn’t notice Chigiri staring, and he can’t look away. You turn your head a little, but not much. You’re eager to look at Rin but he levels his mouth with your ear. His breathing is laboured yet soft, and your skin pinches together as it carries through your body.

“I could never hate you, princess.” he whispers. He leaves you alone with that sentence without so much as a glance. He holds the keys to his brother’s car and heads for the exit. Chigiri watches him walk by before looking at you again. Sae looks at you both, briefly. He too is curious as to what is going on.

“That looked intense.” Hyoma speaks, finally getting close enough to have a conversation with you. You smile, and it’s feeble, but it’s all you can do as you try to think of an excuse to give him. Maybe he didn’t mean what he said about missing you. Tensions were high, after all. He has a girlfriend to think about, of course he feels ashamed. Of course, he wants to pretend this little lapse of judgement didn’t occur. “Did something happen?” your best friend asks.

“We just argued.” you lie.

You never lie to Chigiri, though you’re sure you’ll tell him once you get your bearings. You need to find out what’s going on with Rin. It’s hard to talk about something you don’t understand. You’re sure he’ll be sympathetic once you have your story straight.

You just need to talk to Rin.

You need some assurance.

You need to know where you stand.

“I think I’m gonna go to bed early.” you tell him, giving him a hug before walking away. “Happy birthday, Chigs!”

“… okay.” he looks at you, hugging you back. “I’ll try and be quiet so I don’t wake you.”

“Goodnight.” you wave, ascending the stairs and out of his line of sight.

An early night was never an option. You knew that, and Hyoma probably knew it, too.

All you did when you got to your room was scroll through Instagram. You took some time to reply to some texts you’d received from family asking how your trip was going. You hammed it up, of course, not letting slip that Rin happened to be here too.

They all called you stupid for ending things with him.

It felt right at the time. But hindsight is a wonderful thing.

You weren’t ready to deal with re-opening that wound only to hear ‘I told you so’ repeatedly.

You heard Rin get home with the other guys, though they all stayed downstairs.

It’s all the more humiliating when you think about how desperately you want Rin to appear. You need him to come and get you, and not just to pick up where you left off.

You want answers.

Though you suppose you won’t be getting them tonight.

You spent a few hours trying on different outfits and following along with makeup tutorials from YouTube before getting bored. The raucous sounds of laughter and music got louder when you walked across the hall to take a shower and wash your face clean.

The floorboards begin to creak in the direction of the stairs when you get out.

And it scares you.

You rush across the hallway and back into your room. Your hand flies to your chest, adrenaline ravishes your heart as you lean backwards against the locked door. It makes you feel vulnerable, right now. No matter who it is, you feel scared of being seen.

Your heart stops when you hear a knock at the door.

It isn’t repeated.

Just one, singular, knock.

It makes your breathing stutter and stop abruptly. You don’t dare answer, not when you’re naked, save for the towel. It could be any one of the seven men you’re sharing the house with this week. But deep down, you know.

You know who’s on the other side of that door.

The steps retreat, and your breathing calms.

Was it him? Was that really Rin Itoshi on the other side of your door? You wait until you can barely hear the steps anymore before you unlock the barrier between you and him. When the door opens, you step out, sheepishly.

He looks at you from down the hall. Those eyes of his, full of pain and longing as he stares back at you with the same intensity you’re offering him. He doesn’t speak, but he goes into his room, so you go back into yours.

You let your towels hit the floor, crumpling up in a mess as you look for some nightwear and a hairbrush. It’s like a race against time, or at least that’s how it feels as you quickly try to brush through your sopping hair.

Every passing minute feels like it’s expanding the gulf between the two of you. So you want to hurry, it needs to be resolved now.

You barely even close the door when you walk out and jog down the hall to his room. It’s hard to be quiet when you feel such urgency to see him. You hope your footsteps aren’t too loud. And you hope nobody can hear over the music where you are and what you’re doing.

It’s all you can do.

And so, you knock, quietly, waiting for him to let you in. Too much time passes. Minutes feel like hours as you wait for him to answer. Your body feels cold, wet droplets decorate your skin and your hair drips down your spine. It feels like a mistake that you came. But why would he knock if he hadn’t wanted this to happen? Maybe he regrets this, too, as well as what happened downstairs.

It hurts to think about.

But he answers, and of your anxiety leaves you like a deflating balloon. Though you’re stilled, before him, and he doesn’t move aside. It makes your worries return as if it were a cat preparing to pounce on a rat. You widen your mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. It happens again and again… and again until you realise, you’re choked up.

You can’t say a thing.

So, you don’t.

You get closer to him, still trying to say something. Anything. But nothing comes out, even when you’re close enough to feel his heartbeat. You just stare at each other in his doorway, openly exposed to anyone who may decide to ascend the stairs.

“I— I missed you too, Rinnie.”

His eyes soften at your sensitivity. The way that you have no qualms in making yourself susceptible to a painful rejection.

He lets you in, kicking the door behind himself before leaning back on it.

“You missed me, huh?” he speaks, his head droops backwards until there’s a gentle thud against the wooden door. His eyes are so heavy, his gaze is narrow. And still you can’t help but seek love and comfort from him as he looks at your with such disdain. “Are you sure you aren’t just jealous because you can’t have me?”

His words are hurtful, regardless of how valid of a question it is. It’s possible, sure, but it feels like more than that. You knew when you ended things that it was the right decision. But now it feels like a mistake, something rash you did in the heat of the moment. You didn’t give him a chance. You didn’t give either of you a chance.

And now, despite everything, you want to.

“You said you missed me…” you tell him, meekly, “I mean it, Rin. Did you mean it?”

He doesn’t say anything, he just stares. You always hated it when he did this, and it feels worse now, somehow. His eyes are terrifying and yet you can’t stop staring back at him. They’re piercing, like icicles falling from a height and impaling you without remorse.

“Rin…” you speak, closing the distance between you again. Your breath hitches as you approach, shaky hands reach out to rest on his chest, and you swallow before speaking once more. “Rinnie.”

He grabs your wrists and spins you around, pinning you against the door behind you. Your heart rate is rapid, and his isn’t much better. You’re staring again, but you bite your tongue.

Your lips meet as his crash against your own. He lifts you up, just as he had hours prior, and carries you to his bed. Your breathing is heavy, you pant furiously as you roll your hips against him in a bid to alleviate the tension that has been brewing since early evening. He drops you down on the bed, his body smothers yours as he lies on top of you.

His hips roll into your soaking core, and you can’t help but moan into his mouth.

“I meant what I said,” he tells you before silencing himself with another kiss. “Fuckin’ missed you.” he wraps his arm around your back and lifts your body further up the bed with ease, determined to get your head comfortable in the pillows.

You wince as he strips you of your pyjama bottoms and peels away your panties from your dripping cunt. It’s too dark to see you, but it’s enough. The way the moonlight bleeds through his windows turns your petalled flesh into a galaxy. Between your legs lies a constellation of the prettiest stars, and there’s nothing more that he needs.

He pulls his sweater over his head, discarding it somewhere unknown as if it means nothing. It’s true, in this moment. Nothing matters but being intimately bare with each other.

Your cunt, his cunt, is committed to memory. He could recognise how your intimate folds feel among others even if blindfolded. Because you were made for him. Of this, he’s sure. Your cunt belongs to him, and you would have done well to remember that.

“I can’t wait, princess,” he explains, and you nod in understanding.

“Please, fuck me, I can’t wait anymore. Rinnie I c—can’t.”

“Shhhh,” he whispers, freeing his cock just enough from their confines to line his length up with you. You sob when you feel his pretty tip catch against your hole. And he coos so sweetly as he teases you with that feeling. Your pretty tears are like diamonds dripping from your eyes as the blinding moonlight ignites them. “I’ve always given you whatever you want, I’m not gonna stop now.” he tells you.

It's the only warning you get before he pushes into you. He sinks slowly until you’re filled up to the brim and you’re sure you can feel him in your throat. It’s like nothing has changed. Every ridge and vein feels so familiar, you’ve never known a feeling better than you know this one. A ribald dance that only the two of you know.

His tip kisses your gooey insides in the most delectable way. Just as it always had in those ethereal nights you spent with him throughout your relationship. He holds your jaw with one hand, and it’s rough. A commanding force that’s imploring you to indulge him in this.

Give him your everything, mind body and soul. He can see how your eyes want to wander. They want to stray and abandon him just like you had months ago. But he’s doing this for you, he thinks you should understand that.

The least you owe him is your loving eyes on his.

Your love is trapped in your throat as you force it to stay there. His eyes are so beautiful and his body feels like you’re home again. You want to tell him, it’s making you cry even more. You can’t help but wonder if that’s enough, alone. If he can see the love you’re pouring into the tears you shed, will he understand what you’re so scared to convey?

He surprises you, however, as he spills himself inside of you after a few deep strokes. It snaps you away from your panicked mind as you feel warmth fill you. And that feels like love, to you.

“Fuck, I’m sorry.” he tells you, stopping you from replying with a bruising kiss. “I don’t want to stop.” he pushes your little vest up your body until your tits spring free.

You moan beautifully as he sucks a nipple into his mouth, gently caressing the raised bud with his tongue. A gentle yet rough hand delicately pushes your tensing legs apart from each other, not caring in the least if his seed drips onto the sheets below. You gasp as you feel two fingers circle your sticky clit.

“Rinnie…” you whimper.

“I know.” he breaths against your damp nipple, his breath warms your skin before he sinks two heavy fingers into your needy heat. He humps his leaking, coated cock against your side as his length softens slowly. His rutting is in tandem with his fingers prodding your cum coated walls.

Your fingers run through his hair as he continues to suckle on your tits, your second-hand flies to join the first as he alternates from one nipple to the other. And he groans as you tug at his Sacramento coloured locks. The more time you’re with him like this, the more you begin to slip into old habits.

“Think I— f-fuck… Rin.” you mutter, moving your hand to grip the sheets below as he brings you to a tantalizing edge.

“Go on, princess,” he whispers into your pretty skin. “Show me how much you miss me.”

The coil snaps at his silver tongue and salacious language. He never had to try hard to convince you to submit to his commands in the past. Always so eager to please and starved for his touch. You could never get enough of him, and you’ve never been like that with a man before. He makes you greedy, and impatient.

So when he says jump, you show him how high you’re prepared to go for him.

He makes you look at him as you orgasm. Teal eyes, still somehow so radiant even in darkness, hold a neediness you haven’t seen in a long time. You cum, hard, dousing his fingers in your juices as he carries on finger fucking his cum deeper into your insides. And you feel him kiss you. It’s sloppy and pornographic as you swap spit and still moan into his mouth as he drags and pulls every trace of your orgasm from you.

You pant, relaxing your body as the tryst comes to a satisfying end.

“That was amaz—”

“I told you, I’m not ready to stop yet.” he tells you.

He sensually kisses and sucks your neck, though you’re certain it isn’t hard enough to stake his claim on you. He wouldn’t need to, anyway. You both know who you belong to, after all. You watch him as he leaves a trail of kisses down your body. His lips pepper across your collarbone before kissing between the fat of your breasts.

His shushing hits your ears as his mouth comes close to your pussy. His breath fans across your sex, and you feel just how weighty each breath is as he admires your glistening folds as if for the first time.

He gently moves one of your legs to rest over his shoulder, while he pushes the other one into your chest.

His tongue darts out, caressing your exposed clit as he keeps your legs far from each other. Your head falls back into the pillows as the angle makes you delirious. He looks up to see your facial expressions, smirking into your heat when he notices how much you’re enjoying him.

“Rinnie—” you moan, though you’re ultimately ignored. “Rin. Please!” you cry, begging for a bit of reprieve.

“You know what I want.” he tells you, quietly.

You don’t know, not until he frees your leg and sinks his fingers into your heat again. And they curl. It’s devilish and titillating and you just about scream from the feeling. You don’t tell him to stop, though. You wouldn’t dream of it. His arm wraps firmly around your thigh and keeps you fixed in place as you try to flee. But you’re trapped, fated to fall from a height until he’s satisfied.

“Let me see it,” he whispers. Your moans become strident as he digs and teases your spongy interior, searching for what’s rightfully his. He’s there. He’s right there. His jaw hangs low as your toes curl violently, and you make a sloppy mess as you cum perversely. “Goooood girl, good fucking girl. That’s how I like to see my pretty baby cum, jus’ like that.” he grins before slurping up your orgasm. Your pussy gushes like a fountain for him, and it’s everything he’s wanted and needed for months now.

He doesn’t care about getting a little wet.

He couldn’t care less that the front of his hair is almost as soaking as yours.

You hadn’t noticed while you were experiencing the bliss that is Rin Itoshi’s tongue, but he’s been rutting his length pathetically into the mattress as he devours your essence. Each lewd slurp and divine suckle, he’d been grinding his aching cock into the plush mattress below you both.

And he still is.

Pearly pre drools from his slit as he carries on, though he isn’t sure he can stop. But when your cunt stops twitching, he finds the will to proceed. He rests his hands on both of your knees as you put your legs together, waiting to see what he wants to do with you next.

He rakes his fingers through his damp locks, and your cunt flutters at the sight of him pushing his hair back. It flops back into place as he comes down to kiss you again. You wrap your arms around his back, and he moves your body with his until you’re straddling him.

“Rin, I—”

He doesn’t let you finish as he kisses you. His cock is standing to attention for you again, and he needs to be buried inside. You feel him line his length up, and he covers your mouth with his hand as you attempt to screech out in paradisical bliss as he fills you again.

“Let me do the work,” he tells you, and you nod. “But put your hand here,” he requests, grabbing your wrist until your hand envelops his neck.

You’re worried about falling backwards as he sits with you on top on the edge of his bed. But your safety doesn’t come into question as his fingers sink into your hips to keep you secure. You cry, whimper, and whine as you feel him fuck up into you.

He rewards you with harder and deeper strokes when you softly squeeze the sides of his neck, cock twitching pathetically as he realises how enamoured he is with you still.

“You’re so fucking perfect for me.” he tells you, eyes rolling back until they turn white. The gentle squeeze of your little fingers will always be his undoing.

“Rinnie I—”

“D-Don’t.” he requests, hips stuttering as the thought of you saying what he thinks you’re about to makes him spiral. His heart rate reaches heights he wasn’t sure was possible as he hopes you aren’t about to ruin this. Ruin whatever this even is.

“I love you.” you cry, “I love you s-so much.”

“Fuck,” he pants, slowing ever so slightly so he doesn’t cum before you get to again. He tucks your hair behind your ear. His hips roll and his defined body perfectly stimulates your throbbing clit. “I love you.” he confesses, quietly, kissing you sweetly after the fact.

“Nngh, fuck—!” you wince, your walls tighten around him as you start to feel yourself coming undone once again. So he fucks into you, hard, eager to help you along. “’m cumming, aah!”

You can only assume how red and sweaty his face is as he fucks into you with a passion and vigour you’ve never felt from him before. He has an unyielding need to please and remind you how much he had loved you with every deep, unrelenting stroke.

You cum with him.

And it’s transcendent.

“Did you mean it, princess?” he asks, heavy breaths huffing across your dewy skin. “Do you love me?”

“… Yes, Rinnie—” you pause. “I still love you…”

He kisses your shoulder as he wraps his arms around your torso and holds you close. If you didn’t know better, you’d think he was worried to let you go. He lies back and keeps you pressed firmly against him. He plays with your hair as you rest on him. Contentment seems to fill the room as you do nothing but lie like this together. There isn’t a sound other than exhausted breaths and beating hearts.

“I should shower and change the sheets.” he muses into your hair; it only causes you to snuggle further into him. “You should shower with me.”

“I’d like that.” you smile, giddy over the idea of seeing him under artificial lighting and witnessing how his expressions really change when he’s with you intimately.

There’s a niggling feeling, though. That everything is too good to be true. You’re sure this is real, but you have a fleeting thought of being asleep in your bedroom after saying you’d go to bed early. His heart beating against your cheek feels real, though. So does his bare flesh and gentle touch.

Everything is too perfect, though.

You wonder when the bubble will burst.

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[kiana-kaslana-423]

Hello! Can I request a yandere transfem tooth fairy? With a reader whose basically a housewife. Such a sweetheart, obedient. Doing stuff a wife does. (I'm having such a thirst I want tooth fairy to pound me and have her children like MAAM-)

Also can I be 🐱 Anonymous? :333

Yandere Transfem Tooth Fairy x Housewife! Reader

☆ Fem Reader that is basically a housewife ☆

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This is my first time officially doing a Transfem character so if I get anything wrong please tell me since I do not wish to offend!! And yes, you can be 🐱 anon! Another one to the collection- btw I put a warning before the NSFW

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!! Not comfy with men will block on interaction !!!

• When you and Tooth Fairy first met she was surprised about all the things you started to do for her even if you didn't know her that well, she's never had someone that cares that much about her and on top of that, she just normally does things alone so she's not used to this treatment at all.

• You two are not even lovers at that point but you still do all of these things like helping around her 'Clinic' and a whole bunch of other things that she normally gets done alone like separating medicine or doing some paperwork that doesn't matter, making her lunches and a whole bunch of other things!

• You do all of these things without her even asking for it + you do all these things without asking for a reward! When she tries to give you something to pay you back, you just politely decline and give it back to her?? She can't wrap it around her head about why you would do so many things for free??

• Tooth Fairy just knows you have to be someone special, like a heavenly blessed upon her. you have to be the kindest person that she's ever seen before. Whether you are a Human or a Arcanist. You are different from everyone else, you are just perfect..

• Tooth Fairy slowly starts to become obsessed with you, she can't help herself.. Tho she is self aware of her feelings and everything, she knows that they are wrong but what is she supposed to do? Sit back as you lay yourself out like a piece of cake..?

• She just has to have you because of this,, and lucky for her it was quite easy to get you to be her wife girlfriend. Whether you accept her confession normally or she just had to manipulate you to accept it, she got you either way so she doesn't mind how it happened.. All of that's in the past since now she has you so you shouldn't think about it either.

• A relationship with Tooth Fairy is pretty steady cuz you're obedient and accept everything she says, so it's pretty easy cuz she never has to force you into anything since why would you ever reject her? She's your partner and you're such a sweetheart so you would never reject anything she has to says, since what she says are facts and if anyone says they are not, they are just lying.

• You are just so easy to manipulate because of your sweetheart and submissive personality, Tooth Fairy makes sure to use this to her full advantage and along with that she knows you inside out Literally. She has documented every one of your emotions, how you act, and everything so she can tell if you are lying or if you are having a bad day. You can't ever hide anything from her because of how she can notice things easily

• Given how your relationship is, you might even feel empathy for her fairies. Since you know how it is to be trapped and eaten.

TW: NSFW, Non-con, manipulation, drugs, somnophilia, breeding / forced pregnancy

• Tooth Fairy has a normal sex drive since she's so busy so she normally doesn't get to have intercourse a lot but also back then she didn't have a partner. now that she has one, she can try everything she seen in magazines and what she heard from other people.

• At the beginning she waits, she wants to build up a level of trust with you so she waits patiently until you want to have your first time with her. Tooth Fairy is really gentle the first time, since this is the time that gives her time to map out everything on your body and remember every little piece of it, what makes you moan the loudest and What makes you quiver the most. But it's also because she wants to show you that she can be is gentle! She's not always cold and hard, you out of anyone should know that.

• She's like this every time you two have intercourse,,, when you know of course..

• Tooth Fairy doesn't always like being gentle since she has her own twisted needs too, but she knows if she does everything she wants to do on you when you're conscious, you will probably lose trust in her and get scared then that can lead to a whole another problem she doesn't want. Tooth Fairy is a smart woman so she obviously knows how to get around this

• She has two methods that she normally does on you, one she spikes your drink so you are only a little bit conscious. It gives her the experience of letting her do what she wants you when you are awake and being able to moan and whimper under her but it also gives her the benefit of you not remembering it the next day.

• The other one is to obviously drug you with some sleeping medicine and then take you when you're asleep, it's almost exactly like spiking you but she just doesn't have to listen to your stupid noises as she uses your own body for her selfish pleasure

• Tooth Fairy is also interested in tying the knot with you officially, like getting married and everything but she knows that's a little hard given the situation you two are in at the moment so the way she fuels this need is fucking you full of her seed. She can do this whether you are conscious or not since all she has to do is simply come in you, she's also puts you on fake birth control so it doesn't raise any suspicion.

• But eventually later when you do get pregnant, you just think the birth control failed since that is an option. She will comfort you and say that it's okay since she will stay and she wants this baby with you. She doesn't mind at all that the birth control ‘failed’..

• Tooth Fairy in the end loves you even if it's in her own sick twisted way..

#sorry that I had to cut this off short- #I'm stupid and accidentally posted it- #reverse 1999 #reverse: 1999 #r1999 #reverse 1999 x reader #reverse: 1999 x reader #r1999 x reader #re1999 #re1999 x reader #tooth fairy reverse 1999 #reverse 1999 tooth fairy #tooth fairy x reader #tooth fairy

[i-karaku-swear-i-dont-smoke-weed]

Hey, mod here I finally decided to write headcanons for the Hantengu clone and Zohakuten should have done that sooner. Anyways let's begin. Btw this is still in progress I accidentally added this to my queue ;-;

All four Including Zohakuten

Sekido, Karaku, Aizetsu and urogi are more like quadruplets.

Sekido being the oldest and urogi the youngest of the four

They think of Zohakuten as their baby brother, and in return, he thinks of them as the annoying big brothers.

Like they have a brother dynamic, they stick together, they live together, they fight together and die together. If that's not quadruplet shit then I don't know what is.

All five of them consider Urami(hantengu) their father they would even call him Pa or father sometimes, they'ed even defend him like he's their dad.

all five are Blasien, specifically Nigerian. Like from the dub Aizetsu sounds like he might have a Nigerian Accent.

I have this theory, it's more like a headcanon tho and it doesn't really aline with Hantengus's backstory but anyways

The headcanon is that the clones were originally his sons and he lost all of them which caused him to become completely mentally and emotionally unstable

When he met Muzan, he agreed to turn into a demon but begged muzan to bring back his sons. when he turned, he gained the ability to split from his sons.

But that's just a theory, a game theory I'm sorry I had too

All four are 25(225)

Zohakuten is 13(213)

Urami is 80(280)

Hantengu is their last name, and is the name given to the main body they split from.

Urami (hantengu)

The Father of all five and The oldest

He made them their clothes and fixes them, he does it i swear. fight me.

Sekido

Sekido is the oldest of the five and therefore takes the role of the angry and strict older brother, that bonks the younger ones on the head once in a while.

He sleepwalks and has an extremely creepy walk when he does.

Like he will walk around like he's gonna absorb the others.

My Man has back problems because he never relaxes.

He gets told by all his brothers and even Urami, that his back problems and stiffness come from that.

He also doesn't really stretch, so yeah.

The pain is the reason why he always stands so stiffly straight and only does minimal movements.

His favourite colour is actually blue.

He despises drinking and smoke

he absolutely hates it so much

He hates that Karaku smokes.

Urogi and Karaku probably take him out drinking just to piss him off or to have someone sober enough to stop them from doing stupid shit while under the influence.

I'm sorry but he is a control freak

Like he wants everything to be perfect

And everyone to do their parts correctly and how he want's it done

Absolutely hates slacking and making jokes on missions or meetings.

it's pretty much canon.

He can cook, he doesn't really have to but he can and he can cook good shit.

He loves his brothers tho more than he likes to admit to himself or anyone else.

Karaku

Like sekido, Karaku is the the second oldest of all four

He is the type of person that would make deez nuts jokes and perverted suggestions.

Would embarrass others on purpose just to get a kick out of it.

Gives good sex and Romance advice even tho no one asked him to.

But If you do ask for advice for anything to do with sex, flirting or romance he is the man for that.

Smokes weed but denies that he does it as a running gig,

because he tried to lie to Urami with a cigarette in his mouth which he forgot about, because he indeed was high at that time

Also offered his blunt once to zohakuten who ofc made a grimace at the smell and declined, as a joke

Got caught doing it and got his ass beat by Sekido and lectured by Urami

He can get very serious tho if he wants to be or if it's about kyogai or Urami or any of his brothers

He does deeply care for his brothers even if he annoys the undying shit out of them on purpose.

Sweats easily, like this man gets extremely hot very fast

Definitely has a fan,

Sleeps with the fan ON.

Not even Urami or Kyogai can convince him it's bad for him he.

Can cook but only the same simply dish and ONLY WHEN HE IS HIGH

Aizetsu

He is the emotional mess of the four

Emotional support brother

He is the person you go to when you feel like everything is to much and you just want to pour your heart out

Great listener.

Let's you speak and gives great advice and suggestions when asked to give them.

Only if you aske him tho

He is also the one that tries to resolve things between all of them

He doesn't talk much about his feeling which even kyogai and sekido find concerning and both are bad at expressing their feelings

The calmest of the four even when he was a human baby.

He rarely screamd or was Fuzzy definitely was the easiest to take care of.

Can cook too because the other two refuse to or can't cook.

Urogi

The youngest and the Hyperenergised of the four.

Gets the Zoomis a lot and I mean A LOT like he will fly and run giggling around and just pass out on the floor or a tree or even on someone else

Is cuddly and affectionate as fuck, like he will randomly hug all of them.

Has Autism a 100%

Gets distracted by birds or shiny things

Has a great sense of humour like, if you need a laugh or need some energy he will and can help.

Man can't keep his mouth shut for even a second.

He can talk for hours without stopping he can keep secrets under one condition

Five words

KEEP. HIM. AWAY. FROM. BOOZE

Remember when I said he can't shut up? It gets worse when he is drunk and he gets drunk fast.

Remember when I also said he can keep secrets? Yeah fuck that, He will spill the beans when he is drunk and there is nothing you could do if he is intoxicated and talking

unless you shut him up some how

This man doesn't shower or bath, he will fight you if you try to get him to do it.

Probably Used to scream like he is getting murdered when Urami would bath him when he was a human kid.

Still screams, even tho he is now a grown ass man.

But once he is in the water he refuses to get out or leave the shower

Absolutely would destroy the kitchen if you let him cook

Zohakuten

Absolutely hates being called baby brother but doesn't say anything about it tho.

Is the type of person to put the big boy pants on if his big brothers can't.

Gives off old-soul energy tho he is not that old. And says he doesn't.

Everyone thinks he does

Even Urami thinks that he does

He makes sure Their old man is taken care of when the others go on missions when separated

Is the defeniton of the "i'm surrounded by idiots"

He and Aizetsu Were and still are the calmest of all of them even when they were kids

has a very adorable laugh, like he has that cute baby giggle

And he still has that giggle

#sekido #karaku #aizetsu #urogi #zohakuten #hantengu #kny sekido #kny karaku #kny aizetsu #kny urogi #kny zohakuten #kny hantengu #hantengu clones #upper moon 4 #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #kny headcanons #head canon #but thats just a theory #a game theory #i'm sorry #i had to #kny

[liaa--qb]

"WRONG DECISION" (part ll)

[ Dark yan (male) Arya x Daenerys

WARNINGS : DUB con, possessive, Dark, Yandere (male) Arya, obsession, manipulation, fingering, oral, explicit, cheating, angst

Summary : Daenerys arrives at Winterfell to rule with John but things may not go well planned as her strange brother in law takes some special interest in her, extremely special interest.

PART 2

(Would appreciate likes and share ❤️ btw I literally fancast harry gilby too for this😅 what do you think)

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Later Dinner progressed at a leisurely pace, and, thankfully, this time, John was by Dany's side. Laughter filled the air as Tormund shared humorous stories, while John's friends regaled the gathering with tales of their adventures in different places. The atmosphere was convivial, and many of the court's wives approached Dany to engage her in conversation, much to her surprise.

It seemed that things were not as challenging as she had initially feared, and perhaps, in time, they might improve even more. Sansa, however, appeared to be missing someone, evident in her restless gaze as she scanned the room and inquiring about something. Dany took notice of her and inquired, "What's the matter, Sansa? Is there a problem?"

Sansa responded with a brief smile, "No, it's just... Arya isn't present. I know it's not your concern, Your Grace. He rarely misses dinner. As his older sister, I trust you understand..."

Dany had repeatedly asked Sansa to address her by her name or simply as a sister-in-law, without the need for the formal titles, but Sansa had always maintained her overly formal tone. Only John seemed to be comfortable enough to use Dany's regular name, a fact that left her wishing Sansa would drop the formality and greet her as her sister.

"Oh, don't worry, he may be occupied with some matters. If I come across him after dinner, I'll ask him to meet you," Dany reassured Sansa with a sweet tone, her hand resting gently on Sansa's. "And there's no need for formalities with me, as I've mentioned before. I'm going to be a part of your family after my wedding with John, so I have to care for Arya as well as for all of you," she added with a warm smile.

It was true; Arya was conspicuously absent. He rarely missed these gatherings, regardless of how busy he was during the day. In fact, for the past four days, he had always been present. Dany found herself dwelling on their session earlier in the day, and this reflection made her cheeks flush. She quickly dismissed these thoughts. How could she shift her focus from caring about Arya's safety to something... something that was quite inappropriate for her to entertain ?

Unbeknownst to her, Dany's gaze had wandered in the same direction as Jorah's, though she looked down immediately upon realizing this. With dinner drawing to a close, Jorah finally approached her. "Are you well, Khaleesi?" he inquired.

Dany managed a forced smile, making it seem like everything was fine and that she hadn't been lost in thought of her brother in law though Jorah appeared somewhat hesitant, a rare pause in his conversations with her. He continued, "I hope you are getting along with the people of the North. If there is anything or anyone bothering you, you can always confide in me. You know that, right?"

Dany chuckled lightly and replied with a soft tone, assuming Jorah had been alarmed by her earlier demeanor, "No, Ser. Everything is fine here, and I'm genuinely enjoying my time."

Then, Jorah gently requested, "Khaleesi, if you don't mind, I know I'm asking my queen, but may I have a private walk with you? We haven't had the chance to talk since we arrived here." A warm smile adorned his face.

Dany felt a pang of sadness as she realized she had to decline his offer, as she had already made plans with John for some quality time together. She couldn't let this opportunity slip by, considering John's busy schedule. She did, however, feel regretful about declining Jorah's sweet request, knowing how deeply he cared for her.

 "I apologize, Ser Jorah, but not today, as John and I need to discuss some important matters, particularly concerning the family. I really wished to accompany you, but John mentioned this is the only time he's available. I hope you understand, and I had no other choice." A hint of disappointment was evident in Jorah's eyes, so Dany hastened to add, "But we will certainly make time tomorrow. You, Missandei, and I will spend some quality time together. I promise."

"and I thought my queen wanted to spend more time with the Northerners and her new family. That's sad," At this, Arya's cold voice suddenly cut through, taking both of them by surprise. His voice laced with chilly disapproval, his long coat and a dagger at his side, hands neatly folded behind his back, and the customary straight-backed posture giving him a formidable appearance

"Prince Arya!" Dany gasped, taken aback by his sudden appearance. "You nearly gave me a fright."

Arya couldn't help but wear a sly smirk as he strolled closer. "Then I'd recommend getting used to it, my queen."

Dany couldn't help but notice the lack of warmth in Jorah's expression when he looked at Arya, and she couldn't help but wonder if their previous evening activity had something to do with it.

"So where did my queen wish to spend her time?" Arya inquired, standing beside Dany and glancing between her and Jorah. Dany couldn't help but notice how even his formal tone sounded more like a directive or a mere statement.

"Ser Jorah wished to spend some time with me," Dany began, her voice carrying enthusiasm. "You know, we haven't had the chance for a proper conversation since our arrival. The journey was taxing for all of us, and a leisurely stroll around Winterfell just wasn't feasible today. It will have to wait until tomorrow."

"Is that so, Ser Jorah?" Arya quizzically turned his gaze to Jorah with a straight face. "If you desired a private tour of Winterfell, you could have taken anyone. I would have happily provided a servant for your convenience. Shall I?"

Jorah met Arya's gaze unwaveringly replying"I wished to spend some time alone with Dany, like in the old days. We have important matters to discuss, particularly regarding her safety."

Arya paused, considering this. "But I thought she had planned another training session for tomorrow, which might take a considerable amount of time. I had planned to take Sansa, Bran, and her for a family outing, as my brother suggested she desires more family time." His voice held a hint of inquiry.

In that moment, Jorah cast a defeated and resigned look towards Dany, seemingly at a loss for words. Dany, attempting to defuse the tension and find a middle ground, offered a solution, saying, "No problem, Ser Jorah can join us as well." She turned her gleaming eyes toward Arya and continued, "Believe me, Prince Arya, he is like family to me. We share an exceptionally close bond, so why not include him?"

Arya, though he gave a nod, still held a challenging expression. He appeared unhappy with the decision but refrained from voicing any opposition.

"Please forgive my curiosity, but is this related to concerns about your safety, my queen?" Arya asked with a small, bemused smirk. "I mean, if that's the case, Ser Jorah, you can freely enjoy your time. When I'm with her, you don't need to worry, especially about her safety," he asserted with a sharp tone, his gaze fixed directly upon Jorah. "Her safety and well-being are now my responsibilities."

For a moment, they locked eyes, with Jorah appearing to have some unresolved issue with Arya. Dany had grown accustomed to Jorah's behaviour after spending considerable time with him.

Dany couldn't help but feel it was unjust to regard Jorah as merely another random soldier, even though Arya's intentions might not have been harmful. Jorah's loyalty ran deep, and he deserved respect equivalent to his commitment. She believed he shouldn't be discarded repeatedly, especially when his request was so modest. "No, Arya, please pardon me, but I cannot change my decision. I made a promise to Ser Jorah," Dany replied to Arya with sweetness, hoping that he would comprehend her stance.

Just then, John and Sansa joined them, their faces reflecting curiosity. Sansa exclaimed, "Arya, you came late for dinner!"

Arya explained, "Yes, I was just finishing up some work, sister. Oh, John, I need to discuss something with you. I'm glad I found you soon enough." He nodded towards John, whose arm was draped around Dany. John and Arya decided to step aside for a private conversation, with Dany grabbing John's collar for a parting kiss. Both Dany and John exchanged happy, loving glances before parting. John kissed her hand and spoke in a low, gentle voice, "I will come." With a reassuring pat on her cheek, he finally walked away with Arya.

Jorah stood still, wearing an expression of complete boredom. Sansa chimed in, "I hope Arya didn't bother you too much. Sometimes he's quite rough with his ideas and peculiarities, but there are moments when he behaves perfectly normal." She smiled briefly while glancing at both Dany and Jorah.

Dany nodded in agreement. "Of course, I can understand. We are new here, so it's natural for us not to grasp his intentions and words at times. But I can see he's young and quite sensible. How old is he?"

Jorah finally contributed to the conversation, much to Dany's relief. She had been hoping that Arya's words hadn't affected him. "The boy is remarkably well-trained with weapons, especially for his age. I must say he possesses a sharpness in his attacks that I rarely see in warriors, especially someone as young as him."

Dany responded softly, "He's doing incredibly well, considering his age and all he has endured."

Sansa added, "Yes, I know. He was just a child when he went through so much. There were times I was scared, wondering if he was even alive."

Dany looked at Sansa with a sad but reassuring smile and said, "I can understand."

Sansa replied, "Oh 18, he's almost 18, just a few days away."

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THAT NIGHT LATER

After dinner, Dany, Ser Jorah, and Sansa engaged in a lengthy conversation, which proved to be quite enjoyable for Dany. This marked the longest conversation she had ever had with Sansa, and it was a pleasant surprise. As the night grew darker and colder with each passing breeze, the landscape outside was completely blanketed in snow.

Dany couldn't deny that it had been a good day, but she felt the need for a hot bath. Her body was tired from her activities throughout the day, including her sessions with weapons, and the biting cold outside only encouraged people to retreat to their warm chambers.

Later, Missandei accompanied Dany for her hot bath. The two of them engaged in a conversation about their day and shared information about the various members of the court and their surroundings. Missandei playfully teased Dany about John, emphasizing, "I hope you had a good time with him." Dany smiled, her face lighting up, evident even to Missandei.

Missandei remarked, "I'm happy to see you smiling and enjoying yourself after the rather somber mood you've had these past few days, Your Grace." As she scrubbed Dany's arms, she continued, "Yes, you're right. Today, after a long time, I actually felt happy. Everything seemed fine. I'm realizing now that I may have been overreacting. I believe things will certainly get better in any case." Dany responded, her attention drifting as she played with the bubbles in the bathwater.

Missandei cheered her on, saying, "Yes, and there's no need to worry about John, Your Grace. You're quite fortunate; he's a truly good man. I've observed him closely. He loves you dearly and is incredibly caring." She made sure Dany was comfortable, allowing her to relax.

Dany lowered her head a bit further, resting it on the edge of the bath, and mused, "Yes, we do love each other. But I'm definitely going to tease him." She smiled mischievously while glancing at Missandei and continued, "He kept me waiting for far too long."

Missandei giggled, "Don't do that! He might become sad, thinking something like you must be asleep."

Dany nodded, "Yes, initially, he might. But then, I'll surprise him instantly. I love seeing him shocked and a little scared on such occasions, and he deserves this tonight."

Both of them laughed heartily while sharing their gossips, effectively washing away the weariness of the day.

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In the deep, enveloping darkness of the night, everyone had retired to their chambers, leaving the palace shrouded in silence. The only sounds that persisted were the thuds of the cold breezes, the gentle patter of water droplets, and the occasional crackling of the wooden logs in the fires. The palace appeared somewhat eerie in this solitude, but Dany couldn't have cared less. Her mind was elsewhere, immersed in thoughts of John and the anticipation of his arrival.

She wanted to look enchanting this night, especially for him. As she strolled through her chamber, her fingers played with one another in a state of tension.

Her gaze wandered among her finest dresses, but her eyes settled on one in particular. It was a thin, crimson gown with an impossibly deep neckline, its hem stopping just shy of her navel, adorned with delicate rose patterns. A small smile graced her lips as she selected this dress.

Nuzzling her cheek against the dress's exquisitely delicate, silky fabric, she couldn't help but ponder how destiny had never allowed her to wear it of her own accord. It was a beautiful garment, a gift given by Viserys, but she had resolved to wear it when she met her prince—the one who would save her and grant her the happiness of a loving family. Her mind drifted back to the days of her suffering and yearning, a time when she had never found the one.

But now, he is here,he stood before her, ready to take her away from her trials, the one who would love her boundlessly.

Dany positioned herself in front of the mirror, her chosen dress clinging to her body. She wondered if it would do justice to her beauty, but the thought of herself without the dress teased her even more. A devilish grin crept across her lips as she contemplated the night ahead.

Dany prepared herself with meticulous care, adjusting the neckline of her dress while gazing into the mirror. As she combed her hair, she couldn't help but think of John and how he would tenderly run his fingers through those locks, warming her with his affection. While contemplating whether to braid her hair or form it into rose-like buns, she ultimately decided to let it cascade freely.

It looked enchanting on her, yet she longed to recreate the rose bun, a style that John had often praised. Though crafting the intricate bun felt like a heavy and challenging task, she pushed herself to do it, knowing that this night was for both John and herself. She left it a bit loose so that it could be undone easily later.

Beyond the chamber's walls, heavy bricks of snow fell from the eaves to the ground outside, creating a symphony of loud, echoing cracks. To her, each sound was a harbinger of John's arrival, adding to her anticipation. She added a delicate scent from Dorne to complete her preparations.

The room was warm and inviting, a sanctuary against the biting cold outside. Despite the coziness, she found herself drawn to a blanket, wrapped around her as she sat in a chair, her thoughts filled with anticipation.

Sitting there, Dany contemplated whether she should change her cushions to something softer, but she quickly dismissed the whimsical thought with a laugh, knowing John would surely think her mad. With all her preparations nearly complete, she was now only awaiting John's arrival to finalize the evening's plans. She dashed off to lock her door securely, a crucial detail she couldn't overlook, and a part of the night she thoroughly relished.

A gift from Braavos, a bottle of special perfume was in her hand, and as she sprayed it around her room, she marveled at the captivating, almost mysterious scent it exuded. Known to leave people a bit dizzy, this fragrance was said to possess an enchanting quality, making it a favorite choice for newlyweds on their first night. As she visualized John's mockingly frustrated expression when she refused to open the door and imagined how his sweet charm would eventually win her over, she couldn't help but smile.

Seated on her bed, she waited for John, knowing that the castle gates would soon be sealed for the night. It was the hour when all work came to a halt, and if John had been anywhere outside, he would be making his way to her room. Standing beside her small window, she noticed there was no light coming from John's chambers, nor were his guards present.

It was clear he was on his way. With a sense of anticipation and excitement, she let herself lie down on her bed, closing her eyes and relishing these moments.

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Dany awoke abruptly, shaken from her brief slumber by another loud crash of ice bricks. She hadn't realized how long she had dozed off and jolted herself awake, worried that John was taking an unusually long time. Glancing around her chamber, she observed a complete absence of anything unusual, even as she peered outside her door and through the small window.

She sank back onto her bed, nervously awaiting his arrival, silently dreading the thought that he might have forgotten their meeting. She refused to entertain that idea, convinced that everything had been perfect on this day and that nothing could possibly go wrong.

However, as time continued to slip by, he still hadn't appeared. Even the wolves, she thought, would be resting now, but he was nowhere to be found. More time passed, and he still didn't come.

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Now it passed more than hour and yet he wasn’t there.

Dany lost track of time, waiting, and still, he didn't come. She accepted her fate, tears welling up in her eyes, and let herself fall into a deep sleep, seeking solace in the warmth of her blanket and silky cushions. Her weary body couldn't endure the anticipation any longer.

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Later hours a sudden, loud pounding on her door jolted her from her slumber. Dany was unaccustomed to such a clamor in the middle of the night. She wondered if John had finally arrived but soon realized that it couldn't be him. The pounding was relentless, intense, and filled with urgency.

"Who's outside?" Dany asked with a mix of curiosity and alarm. "I demand to know who's out there!"

The banging continued, growing even louder, and Dany's heart raced with each forceful thud. It felt as if the door was on the brink of breaking open. She hurried to her bed, covered herself, and grasped a small knife, ready to defend herself.

The door creaked open, and when Dany turned her eyes toward it, she found Arya standing there. At first, her racing heart slowed as she recognized him, but her shock and curiosity remained. Flustered by his unexpected presence, Dany asked with an alarmed voice, "What are you doing at this hour? You frightened me. Is there an emergency? Is everything all right?"

Arya appeared at a loss for words. "I... I, my queen, I..."

Concerned by his unusual behavior, Dany rose from her bed and approached him in much tension "What's the matter? Why are you here, and why are you acting like this? Please, say something. Your silence is making me even more anxious."

While who Arya continued to appear bewildered, gazing at her as though she were some foreign entity or a White Walker itself. Dany tried to meet his gaze, which lingered from her head to toe, particularly below her neckline, causing her cheeks to flush.

Finally, he continued in his soft, hushed voice, much to Dany's surprise. "I came to check on you. I noticed the lights were on in this room. I tried to open the door quietly, but it was locked tightly, and something seemed to be blocking it i thought," he said while glancing around at the large table Dany had placed in front of the door. "I couldn't make out the sounds clearly. At first, I attempted to knock, but when it seemed like you weren't responding, I feared you might be in danger. That's when I began banging on the door," he explained, his gaze fixed on her with intense eyes. "I apologize, my queen."

Dany finally managed to calm herself as she realized the situation. She nodded and sighed, "oh It's... it's alright. Just please don't behave like this again."

However, she noticed that Arya didn't make any move to leave her room. He stood there, gazing at her with an intense look that she couldn't help but describe as resembling 'lust' Dany followed his gaze and was shocked to see that her dress had become loose, with some threads undone during her restless sleep. It was revealing far more than it should have, and one of its straps had already slipped down her arm.

Dany felt a surge of shame as she took in her disheveled appearance and Arya's penetrating gaze. She knew she shouldn't look this disarrayed, with her hair now flowing loosely in untamed waves, her beautiful dress creased and ruffled in ways it was never intended to be. Her dress, which was already rather sheer and clingy, added to her apprehension.

She began to reach for a long woolen shawl on table, intent on covering herself and regaining some composure. But before she could do so, Arya gripped her arms firmly, preventing her from proceeding.

"Don't," he said, holding her arms gently and guiding her back toward him.

Dany's body still trembled slightly from her recent sleep, and Arya's cold touch sent shivers along her nerves. She attempted to explain, her words almost faltering, "But, Prince, it's not... It's unqueenly of me." Her sentence was cut off swiftly by Arya's response.

"No, you don't need to do that," he said, drawing her closer to him. His tone was soothing and understanding, as if he didn't fully comprehend the meaning behind his own words. "It's just me and you, and you don't need to hide anything, especially from me and I already told you this."

She sensed his fingers grazing her arms, and then she saw him whisk the shawl away, discarding it carelessly. His eyes remained locked onto hers, an unwavering connection that both unsettled and intrigued Dany. While the intensity of his gaze made her slightly uncomfortable, her own expression was something of a paradox.

For a prolonged moment, he merely observed her, his eyes traversing her features. He moved from her eyes to her neck, then down to her lips, and her chest, which rose and fell rapidly with her unsteady breath. The look in his eyes was undeniably charged with desire, and Dany couldn't ignore the fact that this was indeed a lustful stare.

Despite this, she reasoned that he was a young man, and such feelings were perhaps only natural. At least, she hoped so. The gaze wasn't entirely consumed by lust and longing, as if he viewed her as some precious and delectable fruit he wished to consume or a piece of jewelry to be won.

To alleviate the mounting tension, she decided to shift the focus and inquire about John. "Did John return? Is he safe?" She endeavored to conceal her emotions behind her words.

"Why do you always have to bring him into everything? Can't you stand on your own in Winterfell?" Dany was taken aback by the sudden shift in Arya's tone, and she gazed at him, his eyes now hardened and filled with darkness. Arya's response took her aback. His tone had shifted dramatically, and it was almost accusatory. Dany stared at him, her shock palpable. "What do you mean ?" Her voice betrayed her bewilderment.

Arya's demeanor transformed once more, but not to the same extent as before. "I didn't mean it that way," he clarified. "I only wanted to reassure you that you're not tethered to John's side all the time. Winterfell is your home now, too. You can come to me anytime if you ever need assistance. Don't you trust us?"

"No, no, my prince, I trust you completely," she reassured him, her hands gently resting on Arya's arms. "I'm not dependent on John. I was simply anticipating his return, that's all," she concluded the sentence with a tinge of sadness she couldn't conceal, her gaze lowered.

"And he didn't come," Arya replied sternly.

Dany was again taken aback by his sudden intrusion into her personal affairs. "Yes," she responded softly. "I think you should return, it's quite late." She was just about to request that Arya leave, but her words were swiftly interrupted by his startling remark.

"Sometimes I wonder, does he even deserve you? How did he manage to win you?" Arya chuckled, a sardonic grin on his face, which conveyed nothing but irritation.

This behavior was peculiar, even for Arya, and it felt like he had crossed a line that no one had ever dared to approach before.

Dany was utterly shocked by his question. "What..what ?"

"Yes, I shouldn't be saying this, but it's the plain truth," Arya replied, his voice cold and soft, his shoulders subtly shrugging. Dany found herself struggling to grasp the reality of what she was hearing. She couldn't decide whether to scold him, be afraid of him, or wonder if he was in the right state of mind, or if he was genuinely like this.

"You don't need to interfere in our personal matters, especially concerning John. We love each other deeply, and he must be occupied with his duties, as I understand as a queen myself. Besides, he's your brother," she stated, her words firm and direct, although she was trying to maintain an air of confidence.

"Really?" Arya chuckled as he stepped closer, moving in much nearer to her. She could feel his cold breath on her skin. "I didn't mean to frighten you, I promise. I love my brother too, but... he's too foolish to leave you alone like this," he spoke slowly, his tone growing smoother and more sugary.

To Dany, it sounded like a sweet threat more than anything else. His eyes were fixed on her lips, filled with desire which she was unknown to. Dany wanted him to move away, to give her some space to breathe, but he didn't budge an inch from his place.

She couldn't comprehend why his presence was so intimidating, making her hesitate to push him away or say something. If it had been anyone else coming this close to her, she would have slapped them without a second thought. But there was something about Arya that left her momentarily paralyzed.

"Prince Arya... please, it's better if you..." Her voice was barely audible, a mere whisper.

"You are so stunning, Daenerys. I think you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen," Arya's voice took on the quality of a dark lullaby. Her name sounded exquisite as it left his lips. Daenerys managed to summon her strength and looked directly at Arya, who was studying her face with intense focus. She felt a fluttering sensation inside her, something she shouldn't be feeling.

There was something about his gaze that always stirred something within her. Her breath caught as she realized his fingers were gently running through her hair, loosening her locks. "Keep it open always. Why do you tie them up?" he asked softly, tucking a loose strand behind her ear. His fingers continued their journey from her hair to her cheeks. "So incredibly beautiful, so delicate, so naive..," he whispered, his fingers caressing her skin, his eyes locked onto her face.

This was undeniably wrong, completely and utterly wrong. Dany knew she should be ashamed for allowing her brother-in-law to cross these boundaries and engage in such improper actions, but the strange truth was she wasn't. Her body defied her better judgment, ached to be closer to him. She should have pushed him away, ordered him to leave, but instead, she found herself silently inviting him further, desiring to explore the depths of his cold, restrained touches. The brutal cold of the night outside only intensified her yearning to discover the warmth of his body, to see what he could do more with her.

Daenerys snapped herself out of her irrational thoughts, forcing her mind back to reality. She had become so lost in her contemplation that she hadn't noticed her back was nearly against the wall, and Arya's tall and lean frame encroached upon her, making her feel insignificant. She swallowed hard and attempted to stand straight, but it felt like everything was slipping through her grasp.

Arya gently stroked her cheeks with his hands. "You wanted to spend your special night with him, to give your all, and he just left you waiting. How sad for you," he cooed in a sweet but mocking tone. Daenerys could barely manage to speak under his touch. "No, that..that that's no..not what it was..."

The fire in room crackled tensely, mirroring the tension inside her.

"Don't lie to me," Arya's fingers began to trace the contours of her shoulders, his voice holding a mix of sternness and dark curiosity. "You sleep like this every day, wearing this.., don't you?"

"Don't lie to me," Arya's fingers began to trace the contours of her shoulders, his voice holding a mix of sternness and dark curiosity. "You sleep like this every day wearing this., don't you?"

she could only manage to stammer out, "Ye ye yesss, i..I do." Her body was melting beneath his touch, and she was unsure what kind of sorcery he was wielding over her heart.

He leaned closer, his breath brushing against her ear. "And this scent is used by whores in Braavos. You shouldn't be wearing it unless... you're one of them," he whispered, his fingers lazily wandering through her hair as he took his time. "How do you kn.. no, it's not..." Daenerys' words faltered, her voice trembling and her breathing heavy, unable to complete her defense. What had come over her?

With a challenging glint in his eyes, he remarked, "liar..I know it. I have quite a history with Braavos and you don't need all this. You don't need to dress like this." His fingers ventured further down her neckline, tantalizingly halting just above her navel. "You, alone, are enough. Without the dress,bare.. even more wonderful blessing," he added. In that moment, Danys was pinned against the wall, feeling as if it were the only thing keeping her from surrendering to the intense allure.

Pathetic, helpless, and devastated, she stood there. Her skin was ablaze with desire, every touch of his  fingers against it making her heartbeat race as if preparing for a battle.

Arya continued in a smooth hushed tone, "Don't mind me, but I would never leave such a woman alone, even for a moment, if she were my betrothed... I would devour her every chance,every moment I get," he whispered, his eyes fixed on her face, his fingers tracing the warm contours of her cheeks.

She had completely lost herself under his touch, his intense gaze, and everything else about him. Perhaps, in her denials, she had been denying her own needs as well. Finally, she opened her eyes and realized he was too close, dangerously close, as though he was about to consume her.

Thankfully, after a sliver of light seeping in from a slightly ajar door caught her eye, her gaze landed on the wedding dress she had got from John as gift.. With all her remaining strength, she distanced herself from Arya. Moving toward the door, she swung it open wide, signaling for him to depart with a courteous smile. "I think it's too late, Prince Arya. You should return to your room. I need some rest as well."

Arya moved away slowly, a faint grin clearly visible on his face as his eyes remained fixed on her. Dany struggled to avoid direct eye contact, looking elsewhere. When he approached the threshold, he couldn't resist a parting shot, "Goodnight, my queen. It was a pleasure to see you.. like this," he said with a honeyed tone, his smugness unmistakable.

"Thank you, Prince, for checking on me. Goodnight to you as well," she replied with a forced smile. She immediately closed the door and leaned against it, her breath heavy as if she had been suffocated throughout those moments.

Turning off the lights from candles, she walked over to her bed, cocooned herself in the embrace of the soft cushions and blankets, seeking nothing but peace. She was determined to ensure that whatever had just transpired would never happen again; it had been an ordeal beyond her imagining.

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Because you write Zoro as well, may I request NSFW/suggestive headcanons of Zoro, Kid, and Who's Who with F!S/O (you could change it to GN if you feel mote comfortable), S/O gives him a hickey/mark in a place where people could see it directly and S/O teases him about it. Thank you and take care of yourself!

authors note : take care of yourself too , dearest <3 sorry for not posting the last few days btw ;;; i was very very busy with ... important matters. well.. !! please enjoy these to the fullest ..!

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Zoro x F! Reader : Leaving a noticeable hickey on him

- The delivery certainly caught Zoro off guard. He isn’t that used to you ever doing anything like that, as he’s usually the type to carry all the dominance in the bedroom. But the moment you suck and bite at his flesh, Zoro’s holding back a heep of moans. He refuses to let you know how good it felt to be branded by your mouth, your lips and teeth leaving a trail of hickies along his collar bone. 

- Zoro may keep a poker face during the whole thing but seeing marks left by your lips on him really gets him going. The throbbing sensation of his raw flesh, the deep pigment, the small bits of gloss left behind when it’s fresh... Zoro can’t say he dislikes it... But he’s not going to tell you that he enjoyed it, not to your face. Even days after, Zoro still gets aroused looking at the fading marks. 

- Zoro doesn't exactly think about it, nor does he care to hide it too much. It's just another trophy to him, similar to his scars. He doesn't really feel any reason to be embarrassed about it. It's no secret that you two are an item, and with dating comes fucking, right? You have to be an absolute moron to not connect two and two together.

- Out of you two, you're bound to be the one to get embarrassed about it. Once the crew, well, once most of the crew picks up on it, you'll get lots of under the table comments and teasing. "I had no clue you were such a passionate lover, Y/n." Robin beams at you, letting such a humiliating sentence fall from her lips like it's nothing. "I can't help but feel a little bit jealous of Zoro." The crew is bound to leave you a stuttering mess, face on fire as you rapidly decline any of their questions or comments.

- I just know Zoro flaunts his hickey around Sanji, especially when that love cook is attempting to woo you. “I got you your parfait, my sweet!” Sanji worships you like an absolute goddess, regardless of your relationship with Zoro. If anything, that pushes him to try and win your heart further... Once Zoro notices that insufferable voice, he’ll repeat every lewd thing you did to him the night before. “Y/n, you gotta ease up with your mouth next time. I think you gave my dick a hickey, too.” Sanji is already rushing away after he hears that, unsure on if his eyes should produce tears or if his nose should be leaking with blood. It’s an image Sanji loves but that marimo... he ruins everything! Zoro can’t help but laugh at Sanji’s helpless reaction, even after you get up to chase the blonde, shouting out endless apologies. 

- Even if a stranger asks about the mark, Zoro’s just gonna be blunt with them. “Oh, this? It’s nothing fight related. My girlfriend is an absolute freak.” The only limits he has about the hickey is you telling Luffy or Chopper. Zoro doesn’t care if anyone else knows about it’s origins but if you tell those two, he’s gone. He’ll turn into a strawberry the moment Luffy glances at him, head cocked to the side. “Y/n’s got a mouth tough enough to injure you, Zoro? She’s crazy strong!” Luffy and Chopper may be mostly oblivious to what it’s from and why you did such a thing to your lover... but Zoro knows. Knowing you told his adored captain and little Chopper about your sexcapades... He just can’t help but get flustered to the core. Definitely giving you the silent treatment. 

Kid x F! Reader : Leaving a noticeable hickey on him

- Kid treats everything as a competition, including sex. If you want to to do the slightest dominant thing one night, you have to fight for that. But the moment you catch him off guard, you latch onto your boyfriends neck, teeth digging into his pale nape. With that, you started a dual. Not just any dual but a mouth dual. You can’t get away with doing such an embarrassing thing to him so easily...!

- By the time you two are done fucking, you’re both covered in slobber, lip stick, and hickies. Kid may have been making a fuss over the mark but he enjoyed it. Not the act itself but the outcome. He enjoys a good competition, as well as the sight of you, covered in his passion. I suppose you two settled for a tie, hm? 

- No one in the crew bothers to ask the next day when they see you and Kid covered from head to toe. They all can tell what happened, both from your visuals and well, what they overheard the whole night... If any one dares to ask Kid what did happen, they’re getting a punch square in the eye. His girlfriend doesn’t overpower him, no, no...! 

- Kid doesn’t really cover them. He would like to but none of his clothing hide it well, as you went ham on his neck and collar. He finds them hot but he can’t find much pride in them, considering they show the fact it’ll suggest he’s not all that he’s cracked up to be. He tries to hide his embarrassment by teasing you for your own hickeys but it always come back to bite him in the ass.. 

- Tries to lie about how he totally destroyed you in bed (usually to Killer.) Even if it’s so painfully obvious that he didnt, Killer has to support his captain. “You sure did...! Y/n didn’t stand a chance, heh..” behind his mask, there’s a huge and awkward smile. No way is Kid trying to convince him of such a bogus lie... But regardless, he has to be Kid’s biggest cheerleader. That’s his best friend!

- That’s not to say Killer won’t let you give him an earful. He’s a double agent, in that sense... He loves you and Kid! Plus, you aren’t wrong when you claim Kid can be a bit subby because that’s incredibly apparent, with how he was looking... But if Kid were to find out, Killer would be dead..!

Who’s Who x F! Reader : Leaving a noticeable hickey on him

- Who’s Who is far too invested in the moment to feel your mouth grasping his chest, leaving hefty kiss marks all over him, bruises spawning. He just keeps thrusting and thrusting, hands yanking at your hair. He’s in his own world at that point, rambling degrading words to you, feasting on your body. 

- The morning after, he’s extremely moody. Who’s Who goes to his meetings, suit jacket entirely buttoned up for once. He thinks he’s fooling everyone but no, it’s obvious. The Tobi Roppo don’t bother to beat around the bush, not even close. “Did that Y/n chick suck on your tits too much?” Who’s Who is bound to throw a fit, fighting with his fellow Tobi Roppo’s. Mainly Sasaki

- Who’s Who tries his best to ignore you. You hurt his already bruised ego, whether you meant to or not. He hides himself in his room all day, desperately trying to apply makeup over his chest. Spoilers: no amount of foundation covers the love bites. 

- You try your best to get back on your boyfriends good side, claiming that you just did it to show your love, which is the truth. But Who’s Who refuses each apology you deliver him, keeping his nose up high like an uptight prick. You can’t understand why he’s so upset, clearly oblivious to the internal battle he’s fighting between his ego and his horniness. 

- The truth is Who’s Who loved that feeling you gave him so much. The feeling of your lips clamping down on his skin, tightening the same way your pussy did around his cock, right as he blew his load into you. That damn hickey drew him over the edge, feeling utterly sensational. I suppose it was a little nice to not have to always to do what he considered his normal... Wouldn’t you say?

- Of course, Who’s Who forgives you. It just takes the sweetest, almost pain inducing make-up sex for him to admit he forgives you for causing him such lengths of shame. It isn’t cutesy make-up sex, either. It’s aggressive, often leaving your beautiful, glimmering image in shambles.Covered in drool, cum and bruises you can’t help but repeat your lovers name, being fucked completely dumb by him. 

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『 Genshin Impact with a tattoo artist S/O 』

𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦 : How do I imagine them with a significant other being a tattoo artist.

𝐹𝑒𝑎𝑡 : Kazuha, Xinyan, Zhongli, Ayato, Keqing, Faruzan

𝐴/𝑁 : It had been sitting in my drafts for months now, so here you go. Btw, if some characters have more or less hcs, it's cause it depends on my motivation.

𝗞𝗮𝘇𝘂𝗵𝗮

↦ He honestly likes it a little bit too much.

↦ Kazuha adore the idea of having eternal marks on your body. Especially that they all have a story behind them, just like scars. Yes, whether it's a sad or funny one.

↦ Kazuha would definitely have your tattoo him. After all, he's got stories as well.

↦ He's always around when you're drawing and often offers his help. He's very good at that as a matter of fact.

↦ While he's at it, he might just become your little helper. Always running errands for you and buying ink from another country.

↦ He keeps a little journal with him for when he's traveling with Beidou's crew. He describes all the sceneries, animals, and many other things he comes across.

𝗫𝗶𝗻𝘆𝗮𝗻

↦ She absolutely adore your work.

↦ Probably has you tattooing her a lot since she finds it really intriguing and fun.

↦ If you were to get judged because your work is "immoral", she would be pissed off. She's used to such treatment, but she really can't stand it when it comes to you.

↦ She likes to help with coming with ideas when your commissions become tricky. She even draws some doodles for you.

↦ Brag a lot about it to the whole world. She just genuinely thinks that it's awesome to have meaningful drawings or sentences on your skin forever.

↦ You often have to argue with her because she just wants everything as a tattoo. Remember the butterfly that puts itself on your nose last time? Now she wants a tattoo of this said butterfly.

↦ Would definitely drag you with her when she's having a concert while a festival. That way, you can open a booth for a tattoo shop for people who are present there and would want one.

𝗭𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗶

↦ He finds it quite interesting to know that it remains your body for eternity.

↦ As much as he is skeptical about having tattoos himself, he would end up getting one of his late friends and you.

↦ As a matter of fact, Zhongli's love language is all about learning about his lover. So, of course, he'll do his best to learn everything about your art.

↦ Zhongli would most definitely advertise your work to help you gain fame. After all, he knows how to take care of a business.

↦ To be honest, he would adore to look at you doing your job. If a client agrees with him to be present, he wouldn't decline.

↦ Zhongli would most definitely scare away clients who are disrespectful behind your back. But he means well, so you can't really be mad with him.

𝗔𝘆𝗮𝘁𝗼

↦ If you knew how much he likes to see you paint people's bodies, it often ends with him wanting to be present while you work. Of course, he is a gentleman, so if the client in question shows disagreement, he will respect it.

↦ He's most definitely the owner of your shop, that way you don't owe anyone.

↦ Ayato is so terribly in love with whatever you do that even if you were to do anything as a job, he would support you anyway.

↦ You often find yourself drawing in his room while he's cuddling with you. You both are busy, so these little moments mean a lot to you two.

↦ Coming back to the subject of money. You'll absolutely never have to worry about not being able to buy equipment. At least, not as long as he doesn't go bankrupt because of all the things he buys for you.

↦ You know how I said he loved you very much; if you were to ask for him having a really cringe tattoo for you, he would. Of course, not without some judgment from him and Thoma ending up stopping him.

𝗞𝗲𝗾𝗶𝗻𝗴

↦ Similar to Zhongli, she would adore helping you with your business. She might even place good words about it when she's talking to the citizens of Liyue.

↦ There's actually one thing Keqing wouldn't appreciate about your work; sometimes, you have to be very physically close to clients. But the reason she loathes that side is that some clients can take that as an opportunity to be creepy with you.

↦ If she were to get one, it would be something that describes her meaning of freedom. Given that she finds a lot of importance in such things, it would be appropriate to her.

↦ She's very critical to your clients. By that, I mean, she's would get terribly mad if one were to shame your work.

↦ Keqing would definitely do anything for your shop because she knows how much important it is for you. You've used all your life saving just to build it, so if you ever have a crisis, she'll handle it at your side.

↦ Honestly, I feel like she would like to help you find designs when you fall short on imagination.

𝗙𝗮𝗿𝘂𝘇𝗮𝗻

↦ She's very much interested in these said permanent drawings.

↦ After all, she never really paid attention to anything like that before you came into her life.

↦ She would be very protective of you. Faruzan lives in a nation where art is seen as a threat to wisdom, even to this day.

↦ As a matter of fact, the entirety of Sumeru would see your relationship badly. She's a researcher, and you are an artist. The criticism was bound to happen.

↦ But she loves you with her whole heart and will always find a way to shut them up. And anyway, it's not like the words of some random creatures are significant.

↦ She, on the contrary of Ayato, would very much appreciate it if you would help her with funding. In any case, she helps you with everything needed in exchange.

↦ Also, Faruzan might or might not get into verbal fights with your clients if they have the guts to disrespect you. Which usually makes them run away and never come back.

2023 @ khaoslightwood

#genshin impact #genshin impact hc #headcanons #genshin kazuha #genshin xinyan #genshin zhongli #genshin ayato #genshin keqing #genshin faruzan #kazuha x reader #xinyan x reader #zhongli x reader #ayato x reader #keqing x reader #faruzan x reader #— 𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧.

[writingfool001]

Reader with Robotic Limb(s)

Author’s Note: I decided to replace Epel with Rook between the two requests. Also, by combination, I mean like one mechanical arm and leg. Again, I take reference from Edward Elric from FMA series who has one mechanical arm and leg. 

Request: Yes by @lunarapple

hello! may i request another part of “reader with robotic limbs” but with epel, idia, and malleus instead? (btw i love your newt!mc works even though ive never seen fantastic beasts, although i may watch it sooner or later because of your newt!mc. 😊 have a good day!)

ah i just seen you already have wrote idia with mc with mechanical/robotic limbs 😅 so sorry, if its fine with you may i request idia to be replaced with rook or floyd? whichever you more feel comfortable writing, you can choose 😄

Pairing: Floyd, Rook, and Malleus x Gn! Reader 

Warning: Fluff, Gn! Reader 

Floyd (Arm)

When you told him that you couldn’t go swimming and just wanted to sit in the pool at least, he had a fit and would ask you why before pouting when you told him that you didn’t want to. He would continue to pester you about it until he pushed you in and you nearly drowned due to the weight. Let’s just say you ignored him for a while and Jade had to explain to his brother that metal was heavier in water. Yes, he did eventually apologize. 

You can't tell me he wouldn't run around with the arm with you chasing him. He almost tore your arm off with his strength and learned how expensive your repairs are if you break the arm. On repair days, he would keep you company and nearly kill anyone who decided to have the audacity to pick on you. The only one who can tease you is him. 

Rook (Combination 

On the dark days, he holds you close and listens as well as reassure you if you want/need reassurance. I can see him tracing the indents/ designs on your hand. He would occasionally suggest switching to a lighter and waterproof design instead. He would doodle on your arm to give you tattoos. 

 

I’m pretty sure he has a suspicion about you having mechanical limbs and would investigate quietly yet respectfully. He takes in some of the clues like your strength in your hand, not a fan of heat or swimming, and wearing clothing that covered. He is totally fine about all of it and wouldn’t judge you about it, just making sure you’re happy and taking care of yourself. When you would eventually show him, he would shower you with affection and love for you. You think he wouldn’t pick you up?  

On the dark days when you’re feeling insecure, he would distract you from thinking badly about yourself. He will ignore your protests about you being too heavy due to your body modifications or such and carry you around like a happy couple, only if you're comfortable with it. He would serenade you and compliment you, you think you won’t get some love from him, and man were you wrong. He would also trace and doodle on your arm. He kisses where your limb and body meet when you two are alone, showing you love. 

He has his bow ready to shoot anyone if they try to pick on you during repair days. If both limbs were getting repaired, he would make sure you’re comfortable and spend the day with you or keeps an eye on his phone in case you need him while he is out and about. 

Malleus (Combination 

He sensed something special about you and would mention it, but never push you to reveal it. He would continue to be curious and try to guess until you eventually showed him what it was. You would probably be sitting for a while, explaining how everything works as Malleus eagerly listens and stares at your limb in wonder. He would watch the metal shine in the moon night on your nightly walks. 

There was a point where he offered an illusion spell to make them appear fleshy and there were two ways that it could go.  If you decline, you told him that you would know it wasn’t real and have come to accept their presence, even on the bad days. He respects your decision and tells you the offer will always be there in case.  

There have been a few occasions where he has broken your hand and would pay your mechanic to fix it. He eventually learns to not hold your hand too hard or keep an arm wrapped around you. On repair days, he would help and keep you company while your limb was getting fixed. He would either scare off anyone who tries to pick on you or watch you kick their asses with a cane. Another one to kiss where your arm and shoulder meet when you two are cuddling together.  

#twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland x mc #twst floyd x reader #floyd leech x reader #twst floyd #floyd leech imagines #rook hunt x reader #twst rook #rook hunt x you #rook hunt #rook x reader #rook hunt imagines #malleus draconia x reader #malleus draconia headcanons #twisted wonderland malleus draconia #malleus draconia #twisted wonderland malleus

[peachie-cottage]

THIS IS IMPORTANT. VERY IMPORTANT. PLEASE DO NOT SKIP PAST THIS AND PLEASE REBLOG. TW: GROOMING, SEXUALLY EXPLICIT IMAGES, SEXUALLY DRIVEN MESSAGES.

A user that goes by the name of @thelegendzapatacoll arrived in my DMs at around 4 am [i was asleep btw] and in the morning, i decided to respobd, because:

-I dont like to leave people on read n not respond it just seems rude

-He didnt seem like a bot

[here is the image proving that this happened lol]

Soon after, he almost immediately started asking about my personal info, as well as obvious sexually driven info

[more proof]

soon after he suggested sexting. He also confirmed himself to be an adult.

after, i declined his request to sext him, and even though i told him i was a minor, he still persisted, to which i tried to change the subject to food:

after which we had s conversation about food in general. I was trying to steer him away from a sexual conversation and at least give him a chance to realize his fatal mistake he was making.

up until which... it wasn't a mistake anymore..

soon after, i could no longer steer it away as he persistently messaged about his sexually driven interests, while still confirming to him i was a minor

in these messages, i tried to sound as neutral n as innocent as possible, to see how far he'd go

now with the rest of these messages, i don't even know what to say to this...

Now at that point, he was beginning to spam me because i was going AFK, taking these screenshots.

Once i had all the evidence i needed, i soon blocked him and made this post

Not even 30 minutes after me blocking him, he deleted his account, which didn't have much on it anyway, besides a few reblogs n some other stuff i cant remember.

THIS IS A WARNING, FOR EVERYONE.

BE CAREFUL ON THESE SITES. THINGS LIKE THESE CAN HAPPEN TO ANYONE, AND CAN AFFECT EVERYONE DIFFERENTLY.

THIS COMMUNITY IS FULL OF MINORS, BE CAREFUL.

PLEASE, BE CAREFUL AND STAY SAFE.

#psa #important #important psa #signal boost #important information #good to know #reblog to save a life #exposing the truth #tw pedophila mention #pedophillia mention #pedophillia tw #grooming #very important #sfw little community #sfw interaction only #sfw post #sfw blog #Trigger warning

[albentelisa]

Hi! Here's an interesting ask. What if Jim was Douxie's younger brother but still falls for Claire?

Oh, I actually have a fic draft with that premise in my notes though I don't know if or when I may post that one. So, I guess, I'll just share some of my notes.

So, in that AU, Douxie and Jim are half-brothers (they have the same mother who is the daughter of the Casperan family head). They are two years apart, with Douxie being the older one. Douxie is supposed to be an heir - he was born from the arranged marriage between his mother and a talented wizard from another powerful magic clan. Casperan family was once powerful but currently is in decline. The arranged marriage was an attempt to revive the former glory.

As for Jim, he is born out of an affair between his mother and a Camelot knight. This birth seemingly ruins everything for Casperan's family. Douxie's dad leaves as he is greatly insulted. The mother dies soon after giving birth to Jim, leaving both boys in the care of their aunt and grandfather.

Jim is greatly despised in the family. They refuse to give him a magical name, giving him a regular one James. While no one attempts to get rid of him actively, the family keeps sending him into dangerous places to gather ingredients for potions hoping that Jim won't return. Jim befriends Blinky during one of those outings.

Jim seemingly possesses no magic (yet another reason why his family cannot stand him), but Douxie doesn't fare that much better. He was supposed to be a rare prodigy and the hope of the Casperan family, yet he is nowhere close to the expectations. Besides, he likes music and wandering way more than studying under his grandfather's tutelage.

Technically, Douxie and Jim trust only each other in their family, feeling no familial attachment to anyone else (well, Douxie also has his familiar Archie, but that's it).

Jim's magic manifests out of nowhere when he is 9. Unfortunately for him, his magic is shadowmancy (it's blue and black in color, BTW!) and the Casperan family tolerates that one even less than Merlin.

They decide to kill Jim, but Douxie and Archie save him and the three of them run away and settle in Camelot (because of Arthur's purges, the Casperan family has no connections there).

After some time Douxie discovers some unexplained oddity about his brother - Jim has stopped aging both physically and mentally (think of a Peter Pan-like situation). It's the result of Jim's trauma.

Even though they are only two years apart as time passes and Douxie keeps growing, it starts to look like their age difference is bigger.

Jim has a horrible opinion about all wizards except Douxie (he believes his brother is a rare exception and everyone else is a horrible person). He likes knights instead - well, the concept of a knight, who is a noble protector and a true hero, and their aesthetics.

Douxie meets Merlin when he is 16, and around the same time, Jim meets Morgana (his magic goes out of control and she senses him). Morgana is extremely happy to meet another shadowmancer and proposes Jim to become her apprentice. It's the first time someone treats Jim's magic as a good thing (even Douxie, while not calling shadow magic evil, avoids discussing it).

So, Douxie and Jim end as apprentices of Merlin and Morgana respectfully. Merlin is furious about Morgana's decision, he believes she isn't ready to teach anyone and most likely will only set Jim on the wrong path. Morgana simply doesn't care about her master's opinion.

Morgana's support makes Jim start growing again and he also starts to understand that there are more good people among wizards than he thought before. Jim's shadow magic is slightly different than Morgana's - he exceeds in conjuring different stuff from shadows and because of his admiration of knights he can easily summon and maintain an armor and sword made of shadows. Merlin is both horrified and enraged when he discovers it and claims that something like that is too dangerous. Morgana simply believes that Merlin is jealous as doing something like that without external conduits is a rare skill.

When Morgana changes sides, it's another low blow for Jim (as Morgana was a true mother figure for him). Not to mention that Merlin is pretty much deadset on sealing Jim as well before he grows up to become as dangerous as his master. Only Douxie's pleas make him change the plan, but Jim is put under non-stop surveillance from the Camelot knights with some wizards always ready to seal him if something goes wrong.

All of that is obviously no good for Jim's mental health and his time stops once again. Douxie tries his best to heal his brother's psyche but Jim seemingly needs something he can't give him. There are centuries of roaming with no change.

James Lake is Douxie and Jim's latest caretaker from Camelot knights (they keep existing as an organization) and he is a bit more flexible than his predecessors (well, and actually not that devoted to the case). That's why Douxie manages to talk him into trying to play the true family (as he hopes that if Jim has some normal life it may help him).

Douxie and Jim both take the de-aging potion and pose as James's small sons. Eventually, James meets Barbara and they marry. It is serious for Barbara (and she also gets attached to boys fast), but for James, it's just a passing infatuation. He falls in love with someone else and abandons Barbara. Douxie and Jim insist on staying though and James sees it as an opportunity to get rid of an annoying responsibility. Douxie is supposed to report to headquarters about the development, but he ends up faking reports to get some freedom.

Douxie's plan actually succeeds. Jim has Barbara and Toby now, and Jim finally actually gets into living through the teen years.

In this AU, Jim isn't the Trollhunter. Barbara takes over this role and Jim is forced to actively use his shadowmancy to protect her (as she is another mother figure for him and he'll do anything to protect her).

As for Claire in this AU, Morgana plans to use her as a vessel, so Jim is eventually forced into picking between his beloved master and the girl he loves. Obviously, he picks Claire. This entire situation helps him to get a full grip of his magic at last.

Some other stuff this AU features:

part-Akiridon Toby (both Toby and Jim discover each other's secret simultaneously - and it's awkward),

changeling Steve (and he's also Draal's younger brother),

space mercenary Darci (which leads to some problems when she starts dating Toby),

Mary's family are devoted servants of the Arcane Order and she initially is a spy,

Eli is extra sensitive and being surrounded by so many people who feels 'odd' to him drives him crazy

#tales of arcadia #toa #what if scenario #fic premise #fic notes #unpublished fic #jim is douxie's brother #wizard jim #shadowmancer jim #jim lake jr #douxie casperan #text post #ask box #anon ask

[streets-in-paradise]

Waiting - Andy Barclay x Reader

Requested by Anon

" hey can you make a story about Andy Barclay getting jealous at someone because they’re flirting there S/O. Btw it can be fluff or whatever I am having you have that choice thank I love your content ❤️❤️❤️❤️"

Sure, anon! And thank you for your kindness <3

Warnings: No proofreading, Insecure Andy being reassured by his s/o in fluffy and flirty ways.

Summary: A hopeless time of watching him unsuccessfully date other persons in front of you preceded the beggining of your relationship with Andy and now you can't believe he is the one feeling jealous.

Tags: @losersclubisms

Too long you had watched in the shadow of his failures, waiting untill he would stop ignoring the fullness of the woods for a single tree. As a server in the restaurant were most of his disastrous dates took place you had a privileged spot to observe the regular downfalls, convinced that you have never meet anyone with such terrible luck for romance. What started as an empathy driven approach just trying to help him out quickly turned into something else and you found yourself trully Interested on him.

Andy was a sweet guy who just have been lonely for too long. Everytime one of his dates would leave him heartbroken you were there to pick up the pieces hoping he would catch your signs. Getting to a point where you could start dating required a lot of patience from you, virtue that you lost after the redhead fiasco leading to directly asking him out by yourself.

It took him a while to understand you actually wanted to be with him, since at first he was convinced you did it out of pity. His way of loving made you feel as if your relationship was the best thing happening in his life and he was constantly afraid of loosing you.

He was not the kind of man who would start a fight over jealousy, but you could tell whenever he would be swallowing those feelings pretending to be just fine.

The first time it happened you realized he was so not ready to deal with other people flirting with you. A silly confussion with a stranger at a bar ruined the whole moment for him. The actual episode wasn't even a big deal, since you politely declined and sneaked your hands on top of the back pocket of the pants of your silently angry boyfriend to send a passive agressive message making the stranger dissapear.

Andy felt your hands softly squeezing his butt and that at least managed to distract him a bit.

" Did you notice how shocked he was? That dude couldn't believe i'm with you. " He openly commented. " … Sometimes even I can't believe i'm with you. "

" After all I have been waiting for you? " You sweetly complained. " How many cute people did i see you with before you stopped drowning in self pity and noticed I wanted your attention all along? "

He didn't consider that before, probably because those dates had such terrible outcomes he couldn't imagine you caring for that.

" Did I make you jealous?" He asked while a soft shade of blush in his face made him look down for a brief instant. " Me?? How?"

" I saw you put your heart and soul into each one of those, trying so hard for things to work because you liked those persons. That amount of dedication had completely won me over even before we started dating. " You frankly admitted. " They may have been desperate to run away, but I was there watching and wanting so badly to be them. You didn't have an easy life, i could tell that, but you are a wonderfull man so sweet, thoughtfull and handsome. A bit weird, maybe, but still adorable. You wanted love and I was desperate for a shot to love you, but there was always someone else rejecting you that you cared more about. "

" I was a fool, i know. " He apologized, still in disbelief. " Let's say I was misguided by the advice of an old friend. "

" You were driving me insane and I was so jealous of your dates. I began to ask myself what else could I do to make you notice me. I almost changed my hair colour but a friend told me that going redhead would have been too much. "

The confession made him chuckle.

" I love you exactly as you are … and I'm feeling quite jealous."

Verbally expressing his feelings was hard for him, but he did it in the spirit of his surprise.

" You have no damn reason for it, because i'm going nowhere. " You reassured him, pulling him closer. " I'm here with you and there is no other one I could want to be with ríght now. "

He was a happy, awkward mess evidently affected by your words in all kinds of ways.

For so, you decided to carry on taking things a bit further.

" Once we get back to my place you are all mine." You whispered close to his ear. " I'm going to show you exactly how much I love you and how wild you drive me. "

The insidious thoughts temporally faded under such delightfull promise.

#chucky 2021 #cult of chucky #andy barclay #andy barclay x reader #alex vincent #alex vincent x reader

[ga-yuu]

@purpleotome here's your delivery ma'am. Oh yeah, she calls him 'Nii-san' btw......thank god or I would have died from cringe.

With You My Dear Brother ~ What If He Is Your Brother? Yoichi Story

Under a pleasant blue sky---the, washed clothes were swaying by the wind on the branch of the tree.

(The weather feels nice. I hope this dries quickly)

I stopped hanging the wet clothes for a moment and looked up at the sky.

At that time----

Soldier: "Ah....Yoshino-san! Hey, are you doing the laundry?"

I was approached by a soldier passing by and I greeted him back.

Yoshino: "Hello. Yeah, I'm done with the laundry. All that remains is to hang them out to dry."

Soldier: "Then, let me help you!"

I was offered to help, and for a moment I was at a loss for words.

(Hmm. I appreciate the help but....)

But as I recall....he isn't very used to or even good at household work.

(I'm sorry to bother you unnecessarily, but this is my job, so let's just politely decline)

Yoshino: "Thank you for the offer, but I'm fine on my own."

Soldier: "Hey now, don't be shy."

However, the soldier did not seem to give up and I was again at a loss for words.

I thought that it would be wrong to refuse any more, and I was a bit confused about what to do.

(Ah!?)

A strong gust of wind blew and the hand towel I was trying to dry was blown out of my hand.

(No!)

I reached out for it in a panic, but it was too high for me...

Yoichi: "Gotcha!"

Yoshino: "Brother!"

My big brother, Yoichi, was passing by and quickly grabbed the hand towel that was flying away.

Yoichi: "What are you doing? Playing fetch with the laundry, Yoshino?"

My brother lightly teases me but returns the hand towel.

Yoshino: "Thank you, big brother."

I thanked him and hurried to secure the hand towel to a tree branch before the wind blew it away again.

..............

Yoichi: "You there. What business do you have with my sister? Don't tell me you're helping her?"

With Yoshino at the edge of his vision, Yoichi asks the soldier.

Soldier: "Ah..Um...Y-Yeah. I thought it might be difficult for Yoshino-san...to hang the laundry on her own. S-So I thought...that I-I would..."

In front of Yoichi, the soldier looked nervous and impatient and tries to explain in a hurry.

Yoichi hummed while making his usual loose face.

Yoichi: "That's kind of you. But don't you have your own work to do?"

Yoichi: "Leave her to me and go do YOUR job first."

Yoichi: "I appreciate the help though."

He smiles casually but there was a hint of pressure on it, as if he was driving the man away.

....................

Yoshino: "Oh my, why is he running away as if he got scared of something? What did you say to him...brother?"

Yoichi: "Nothing. Do I look like I would say something scary?"

(I'm still suspicious...but whatever)

Yoshino: "By the way, are you finished with your job?"

Yoichi: "Yep, as soon as break time started, I ran here to admire my cute little sis."

Yoshino: "There's nothing to admire though. Oh, if you're free, can you help me hang the laundry?"

Yoichi: "My break time involves watching your back, so I'll do my best."

He ruffles my hair, making it a mess.

(You seem to be in a good mood)

While thinking so,

Yoichi: "I'll hang the bigger ones."

My brother casually helps me with spreading out slightly larger clothes that are difficult m for me to hang out to dry.

It makes me smile a little to think that he's actually being nice.

Yoichi: "What are you laughing for? ....I'm telling you, you shouldn't show that kind of face to anyone."

Yoichi: "Your Onii-chan is having a hard time being an insect repellent ."

Saying that he lets out a big sigh.

(Insect repellent?...come on)

While wearing an aloof face, he sounded like an overprotective big brother.

Inwardly, I feel a little embarrassed and happy.

Yoichi: "Listen, Yoshino. Be careful when you choose a man. Don't get caught up with any weirdos."

Yoshino: "Yes yes. I heard you. What kind of man do you think would be good for me?"

I asked while trying to lift a large basket of laundry.

But big brother takes the basket from me.

Yoichi: "Well, of course...a man who would help you with laundry."

Big brother smiles sweetly.

The words and the smile on his face made me feel a little nervous.

Yoichi: "Also he shouldn't run away in the presence of your brother. Those are the minimum requirements."

Yoichi: "If you find a man you like one day, bring him to me."

Yoichi: "Although, I can't promise that I'd accept him so easily."

#ikemen series #ikemen genjiden #cybird ikemen #cybird otome #otome #cybird #ikemen mc #ikegen #ikemen genjiden yoichi

[rui-drawsbox]

It’s been a while cuz I got struck with every status effect known to man but I can write again. So it is time for episode five :):):):)

K so Mika ain’t doing too hot (ehe perspective shift from where we left arashi)

he is running, and I mean running like hell, running like anyone should be if a scary ass magical knight is chasing you with a pointy object

so he’s crashing through trash cans, jumping over fences, rushing through bushes, ya know, desperately trying to escape and keep his identity hidden

so this chase has been going on for like thirty to forty five minutes at this point (ample time for Arashi to get finished with her clean up work, so she’s on her way home rn)

and Mika finally turned enough corners that the magical knight isnt, so he can finally transform out of his puppet master outfit and hide as a civilian

Though he’s really ruffed up + he doesn’t want to potentially lead the magical knight to Shu if he’s still being chased, so he can’t go home <<33 or go to Nazuna’s house

so he decides to hide out for a bit

anyways it’s about to start raining so he scraps that plan

We cut to arashi who is in her room putting her personal items from school + track away, when she hears a knock at her window (it sounds like the doll from before btw, sound design would use the same sound effect)

she gets startled for a second but when she sees Mika on the other side of the window she chills out

she let’s him in and as soon as she takes in his appearance she starts fussing over him

cuz A. He looks rough, B. His clothes are really roughed up, & C. He’s soaking wet.

she gets him warmed up and takes care of him

they talk for a bit, it’s mostly Arashi asking him what’s going on and Mika dodging and deflecting questions

Arashi asks if it’s anything about Mika’s home life and Mika immediately jumps to defend Shu

to which Arashi is like “you live with him?” (Insert every possible horror story ever scrolling through her mind simply because of what she’s heard from Shu)

and Mika is like “yeah”

(he’s about to drop the orphan bomb) (But when I say orphan I don’t mean his parents are dead or he was abandoned, I mean he just doesn’t have parents)

Anyways Mika is about to feed Arashi the lines he’s been given by Shu in case his lack of parents is ever questioned (lying time) “I’ve lived with Oshi-san since my parents died.”

Anyways Arashi reacts like a normal person, upset, sympathetic, and concerned, and Mika brushes that concern off by being like “I prefer it this way :)” while Arashi is even more like “:( I’m really sorry about that”

Arashi decides to switch the subject because things are getting mad uncomfy

so she asks him to join their friend group for Karaoke on Friday (canonically it is Thursday so that would be the next day)

Now, he isn’t showing it but Mika is actually really excited

he at first, politely declines, but after thinking for a moment he is like “well, maybe” before ultimately settling on “I’ll go if I get permission from Shu :)”

this response really doesn’t help his case from earlier about his home life.

but arashi lets it slide with a weird look and then an “ok :]”

this girl deals with too much, she is just letting shit happen at this point cause she just wants to exist in peace.

anyways we get to watch Mika go to the apartment again after he leaves

the difference in the lighting should make the apartment look quite different, like different to the point that the audience can’t fucking tell it’s the same place. Also camera angles should be completely different.

You know those scenes in movies when a teen gets back from sneaking out and their parent is waiting for them in the dark and when they get inside the lights turn on, well this is a bit like that but the lights are on and the worried parent is just Shu, who is A.not a parent & B. Not mad, just super fucking worried

Shu has been stress baking btw, so there are like three trays of croissants on the counter.

“Kagehira, your absence caused me immense stress, I couldn’t work on the new outfits we were making because you weren’t here. You agreed to be my model and-” this is Shu’s stupid as roundabout way of saying “I was super worried and I couldn’t get on with my day without you. Please don’t worry me like that again”

Mika can kind of tell at this point cuz he’s known Shu for so long. So he just apologizes and doesn’t take what Shu’s saying out loud to heart.

they talk for a little bit about their days

He asks if he can go out for karaoke tomorrow night with friends

Shu has to stop for a moment, because, Mika… having friends, on one hand he’s happy for Mika, in fact he really really likes that Mika is growing as a person(there’s a plot reason for this), but on the other, he’s horribly jealous, the worst part is that he can’t tell where the jealousy is from. Is it from Mika having friends? Or is it from other people spending time with Mika? He can’t tell, it’s a very muddy feeling.

Shu takes a second to answer, but ultimately, he says yes.

Mika thanks him but Shu does stop him before he can head to bed.

“Seeing as you’re going out with friends, I think it would only be fitting that you wear something nice. Come, we must make you an outfit”

anyways we cut to Leo and Arashi setting up for karaoke

Ritsu and Tsukasa arrive a little bit after them

and then Mika arrives

anyways the besties gush over his outfit (it isn’t in his style yet, it’s still very much an outfit with Itsuki written all over it but it’s tailored to fit Mika and it’s really pretty, I’m thinking white Victorian shirt but cut a bit more modern + the green broach that Shu wears in his winter outfit but on Mika’s collar)

Karaoke is going well

the besties introduce Mika and Tsukasa to one another but they’re both kind of shy so their interactions are very “scared animal meets scared animal”

leo is slaying as usual

ritsu is being a little man

Tsukasa is slowly coming out of his shell

arashi is slaying

Mika is trying to figure out what music he actually likes cuz all he listens to is Shu playing the piano and his recordings of that

ritsu recommends something (horror movies bros) and mother of god does Mika vibe with it, so he starts getting into it

anyways karaoke goes on

Leo asks how Ritsu how Rei is doing cuz one of Rei’s bands song’s pops up in the recommended list and Ritsu gets mad <

anyways he starts complaining about Rei

he doesn’t stop <<33

Arashi asks when he’s gonna be in town again

Ritsu is like “in a week 😡😡”

and Arashi is like “Oh! We can all meet up, I know Adonis will be stoked to see him :)” while Ritsu is just like “yeah 😒😡”

anyways karaoke ends, no one really noticed that Mika didn’t really eat except for Tsukasa but it’s fine cuz we know how Tsukasa is gonna handle this (by asking him later 👍👍)

we cut to arashi who is about to go to sleep

when she finally does she wakes up in this weird starry dreamscape, but it’s super vivid and she’s like “huh, what? Where am I?”

Anyways, I would write more (as in another ask tonight) but I am tired, so just episode five for now. I’ve got like 6-10 planned already I just need to write em out. I’ll be back soon <<33

Can’t wait to see your take on this Rui <<<333

Hii!! Hello mrMisano from march 3rd!!!

Mika running from the random Knight that wants to beat his ass:

perfect start of chapter, i love it, 10/10

the owners of the trash cans or bushes may not love it tho 😔 imagine youre looking thru the window and see two kids in cosplay running and making a mess on the street/your front garden

ok now hear me out, i have two ideas for his detransformation: A) his outfit disintegrates into gold strings only leaving his civil look or B) he's hiding on a dark alley to the point where only his silhouette is visible, and when he steps into the light he's dressed normally, like this

man i love this man he's so damn fine (it's the choker for me)

also mika being unintentionally creepy is the best, nothing better than giving your bestfriend nearly a heart attack

and i can totally see Arashi trying her best to keep a straight face when Mika tells her about his paren'ts *badumtss* so she doesn't make it seems like she's gonna treat him any different from before :( shes so sweettt :((

btw i like Shu's stress baking but who's gonna eat all those croissants-- Mika doesn't eat, is Shu living off croissants at this point? sounds funny jasdajs

jumping to the karaoke, imagine Mika saying "oh but i only know classical music :(" when its his turn to sing and everyone just go :0 and starts recommending a bunch of songs/genres to him (that's how mika and ritsu start bonding, im wrong?)

aNyways we got into worldbuilding with Rei's band, is the same Undead, right? would that make them relatively well known or karaokes can get any song like youtube? asking as someone that has no idea how karaokes works--

and every magical girl needs a vivid dream with some esoteric background, it's like a checklist lol

aNywaysx2, that's all i got to say for the chapter 5 akdjfas, and i answered all those pending asks from months ago! yay me! now i gotta answer two more about Nazuna's weapon cuz i've seen 3 teams until now and they all got their points jsdafhas (scissors/offensive+defensive, support like a staff or smth and healing) i'll see what i can do about that lmao

#rui thinks loudly #ensemble stars #enstars #arashi narukami #mika kagehira #enstars magical knights au #(omg magical girl arashi) #shu itsuki

[fabuloustrash05]

Why do I headcannon that Slash and Newtralizer were actually goofballs and idiots who would fight like old ladies or a married couple who also by ''accident'' comited a giant explosion in a building 3 times while they were still partner. I picture it like this:

(Art is by Dragon15 on Deviantart btw if anyone's curios)Also I headcannon that Slash almost bit off Newts face because some turtle species eat salamanders-

I alway depicted it as a toxic friendship that Slash didn’t realize was toxic until it was almost too late for him.

Newtralizer wasn’t a good person to Slash. I’m pretty sure Newt only ever saw Slash as a lackey, someone to use so he could get what he wanted for his own selfish goals. He was never even honest with Slash when it came to his plans and disregarded Slash’s concerns of innocent lives being in danger.

Slash was more of a victim who just wanted someone he could trust and rely on, because in his eyes, Raph broke that trust when he “betrayed him” and chose his brothers over him. So when he started a partnership with Newt he tried to rub it in Raph’s face, taunting him and asking if Raph will betray Casey like he did to him. Slash was in a weak and vulnerable position when Newt found and saved him from being captured by the Kraang, so Slash was easy for Newt to manipulate and gain his trust because of this. Newt saved him, so Slash owed him.

Slash realized the toxic partnership he had when Newt almost carelessly killed him with the Kraang weapon and Raph rushed in to save him. That action from Raph made Slash realize that his friendship with Raph is still there, how his old friend still cares about him deeply, so Slash betrays Newt and helps the Turtles save the day.

After everything he’s been through at that point, Slash realized he needed time to grow before he can truly trust someone again, so he declined the offer of joining the Turtles team. His reason was saying he’s better off being alone but in truth I think he just needed time to rethink his actions and find himself, figure himself out and what he is meant to do with his life, so by the time he’s with and leads the Mighty Mutanimals, Slash is in a better, happier and healthier place with his new found friends who support him and he can truly trust and be open with, and he’s finally in the right mindset for him and Raph to rekindle their friendship and forget about the bad past.

#sorry I went into a deep dive #slash is an interesting character to me #my-name-is-bunnyfoxy #asks #answered #tmnt 2012 #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt slash #newtralizer #tmnt raphael #the mighty mutanimals #tmnt season 2 #newtralized #character analysis #tmnt analysis

[decadentboat]

MitsuCho Week Day 1: Rebirth

-You can read it all here-

Now this is a long and super angst comic so if you don’t like the later, you better skip this one!

Some spoilers under a read more just to to ruin your experience

I don’t want to make a mch angst comic ever again. XD This was actually a comic I planned for “dark future” theme of a past mch week. I had sketched adult Chouchou and Azuki(At that time he was Mikazuki, like Mitsuki’s cat, but SP did it already in another episode so I went ahead to name him differently) That being said, I had nothing really sketched or planned. This comic almost didn’t see the light because in my head it seemed shorter of what it turned out to be. I chopped some scenes like I wanted Inojin and Sarada to interact, Inojin asking Sarada not to ask Chouchou to take care of more Mitsuki clones and Sarada declining. More Azuki and Chouchou interactions, but you can tell it was kinda rushed by the end...For anyone wondering what really happened to them, I didn’t really thought that clearly(Aside that this could be a chakraless world, so it could explain why Konoha is still in rubbles, Chouchou and Inojin’s injuries never healed completely etc...) I felt the whole catch of these series was that dark future already so even if I didn’t really explain what happened one can weave many reasons. Welp. I hope you liked it! Ofc I would have never ended a mch comic full tragic. I forbid these adorable two to be denied of their rose colored future.

BTW I realized we never said why Rebirth was a theme at all. Both the snake and the butterfly are symbols or rebirth!

#mitsucho #mitsuchou #mitsuchoweek2022 #mitsuchouweek2022

[felizusnavidad]

Ha! A nickname? Cute idea! From now on, I'll end my message with the daisy emoji since that's my middle name and use pops of green in the message.

It absolutely does feel good to be told that! Not to get too side-tracked, but I actually took a break last summer from the boutique because I got a job offer at a startup cosmetics store. I realized pretty quick that that industry wasn't for me lol. It's a great company and I love all the brands as well as products the company carries, though! When I broke the news to my parents, instead of being supportive and saying the things like you said, they just got onto me and was like "Do you even have a job lined up?" and "Why?" Another reason was my mental health was declining, which shocked me, and I now know that one reason was because we had to wear solid black. I love dressing up! Anyways, I swear they just made me feel bad about quitting, but I still did two weeks left because I wanted to (and did) end on good terms with my manager and the company. Irrelevant fun fact: She was actually my manager for this boutique at another location closer to my city in 2022 after I transferred there in March! All of that is a different story lol.

AANNYYWAYSSSS,

I called the manager I used to work with at this boutique in the city we both started in together in 2021, asking if she still needed an assistant manager, and she did, so I went back there in September last year. I love the company and everyone I've worked with from 2021 up to now, but, like I said, it's just boring for me (especially since because I love the arts and creativity) and there's not growth beyond assistant manager. I can become a manager, but there's no telling when that would be. And to be honest, I don't want to wait around any longer to find out. For good. Moving out will change my life and most definitely make me happier. I was on my own in college (I hated where I went!) for 4 years and I LOVED it. I loved and now miss being independent. I am both and introvert and extrovert lol. I want to have holiday parties at my own place!! I'm open to moving to a new city New York or Los Angeles, or even Paris or France (especially considering my bachelor's degree and now master's).

Once again, you're amazing, and thank you so much!! And yes, this will be our year!! I'll keep you posted!!

~🌼

great! so from now on i'll be using a special tag for your asks, so it's easier for you to find my answers (i'm not posting much these days anyway but still i like to keep things organized here 🤭). daisy anon it is! (cute btw!)

see, this is the thing about parents: i feel like they don't really care about your happiness as much as they do about you just doing things right... (not ALL parents, i'm sure some are actually supportive, but i get it cause my mom is the same kind of person lol). it may look like they are trying to force you to do all the things you don't want to do & they think they know exactly what is best for you, when in reality they know shit. i've always felt like the biggest failure because i refused to do exactly what my mom wanted for me (this is the main reason why i moved to the other side of the country lol). it's good that you tried something else tho, at least you know now that it's definitely not for you! but i suggest moving out as quickly as you can, you don't need anyone to tell you what to do, you have to decide for yourself.

like i said before, it's amazing that you want to aim higher. you know exactly what you want from life & you're working very hard to get it. also, i think maybe moving out to a different city would actually help you find a decent job? honestly, living in new york sounds like a dream... (i've never been there but i'm dying to go visit one day). paris on the other hand? one of the most beautiful places on earth. if i were you & i had this opportunity to move there, i wouldn't even have to think twice! like i said before, sometimes you have to take that risk. no one says it's gonna be easy, but damn it might be worth it, you'll never find out if you don't try!

& ngl, your stories are actually very inspiring for me & i started thinking about my life and what i can do to change it & just... simply find my happiness. much to think about.

#i don't know #there is something very therapeutic in it #knowing that we are all struggling with something but we are not alone #& we should constantly inspire each other to do better #idk #does it even make any sense? it does in my head #daisy anon #i saved every letter you wrote me*