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handsometheo · 6 months
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Borderlands #1 - Losing You
Scenario: The Calypso Twins (Separate) open a vault but don't realise the danger they put you in.
Characters: Tyreen Calypso, Troy Calypso
Warnings: angst, mentions of gore, mentions of blood, mentions of death, guilt
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TYREEN CALYPSO
They finally opened a vault without the vault thiefs getting in their way.
Troy had been stood beside her to her right and you to her left. You looked to her as if she had placed the stars in the sky, so much pride and hope. All for her.
And she had mimicked these looks back at you.
Until it wasn't there, and instead replaced with fear, hurt, disappointment. Until the light drained from your eyes. Until you were gone.
The Vault monster's claws sheathed within your ribcage while your intestines pour out from the lower slices through you.
She leeches the Vault monster without a single word spoken. Her anger is silent and quickly subsides when she sees your corpse hit to floor finally
Troy wasn't close to you but he respectfully bows his head, the cov followers do the same. Tyreen grits her teeth and stands up away from you.
"Let's go. We have what we need."
And then she leaves. Without you. Without what she actually needed.
TROY CALYPSO
You came with him to the Jakobs Estate, Aurelia tried to put the moves on him but you weren't letting that slide. Unless you could join.
He ran off after the last Jakobs and you ran to make sure the Vault Thiefs didn't get you.
But they did.
A little before getting to Aurelia.
Troy found you in the gardens, bullet wounds all over. Blood seeping past your lips. Skin pale. Eyes faded. Jaw bruised.
He yells out in anguish and rushes to you. He drops to his knees.
Nobody is around to help you, no cult members, no Tyreen, nobody.
He gathers you up into his arms and sobs into your chest. Tears flowing freely and eventually into your wounds, but you do not feel the stinging that you would normally feel from salty tears entering a wound.
You're already gone.
You were what grounded him. Kept him from snapping at Tyreen. Kept him from hurting important members of the cult. You protected him when he needed it. You gave him praise for simply being himself.
He loved--no. He loves you. He'll continue loving you until the day he dies. In fact, he can't wait.
He wants your smile, your laughter, your warmth. But all he receives is a cadaver as cold as Windshear Waste.
"I'm sorry, Y/n. I love you I love you I love you..." His babbling is all that can be heard for the rest of the night in the Jakobs Garden.
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roachesrule · 2 months
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Krieg oneshot
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Song inspo:
 Die for you- The Weekend
“Just know that I would die for you.”
first ever one shot please give me some tips they would be greatly appreciated!! I hope you enjoy <3
(gender neutral reader)
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“They’re so beautiful..” he thought to himself staring longingly at the..in his eyes.. Goddess/god-like person. He didn't even know this person. But he was smitten. From their glowing face beaming with happiness, to their beautiful legs and scuffed boots. they were.. Gorgeous. If only he could tell her. He internally sighed, knowing himself he would probably yell something vulgar at the person and scare them away. 
The person known as ((name)) was washing cups behind the bar, chatting away with the regulars. Sparing glances at the psycho staring at them. He was a very fine man. Mid 30s maybe? He had very broad shoulders and a very thin waist. “Hey, sweetie. Anything I can get you?” you asked nicely. Awaiting an answer patiently while he just twitches like a possum playing dead.
“Oh god. She came over here. Don't do anything stupid. Like yell-””WANNA SEE MY SHINY MEAT BICYCLE !?” the man yelled at them. Making the person jump back a bit. “God dammit. Why can't you just be normal.” he sighed, knowing you were probably going to kick him out. “Heh..you're a bit odd.. How about some whiskey ?” they giggled at the man's sudden outburst. 
You've dealt with psychos before, most being hostile and trying to hurt you. This one was a bit different. You could see in his eyes there was something other than wanting to murder. “So what's your name hun ?” you ask, grabbing the whiskey and a glass. He seems to hesitate for a moment struggling with his answer. You're a very patient person, I mean you have to deal with drunks every day, so patience was a necessity. 
“Tell them your name is Krieg. Focus and tell them your name is KRIEG.” his sane self scolded him. “KRIEG.” he said loud and confidently. “I like it. Sounds nice.” they respond “my name is ((name)).” they state, setting the glass down for him. “Here you are. I'll be right back..” they said, walking away to tend to other customers. Eyes following your body around the bar, gaze never leaving your form. “That's the most spectacular person I have ever seen.” he thinks to himself. 
Time skip~
Taking a deep breath, you turn the lights to the bar off and begin your walk home. Still thinking about Krieg. He was a bit odd but what do you expect from a man like him. He liked to yell and talk about his meat bicycle. Whatever that was. You found it amusing, a contrast to your normally boring job. Trudging your way home, you hear something rustle behind you. Walking faster you hear footsteps start following you. Someone grabs you and the second they grab you. You hear a snap. “Bones..”  you thought, the disgusting grotesque sound rings throughout the calm night. Crunching and squishing as the body thuds against the ground. “AHAHAHA!! YOU OK PRETTY PERSON?!” the all too familiar voice yells at you. 
“Im ok Krieg.. Wait.. how did you know i was in trouble. Did you follow me.” you ask, heavily concerned “YES!” 
“NO!” his inner voice yells “WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT!?”. "um..Krieg..that's bad.” the woman tells the man. “I KNOW.” he responds, ((name)) sighs, and smiles at the man's goofiness. “You wanna come home with me?” they ask. Krieg buffers again, thinking. “Yes, say yes. Say yes to her.” “HELL YEAH!!” he said eagerly.
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heavybreathingcatt · 11 months
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WAW Part 2
Yes. I'm working on it. It's all planned out, and 16k of it is written. I'll start posting maybe in a year or more. Once I have a VERY solid foundation, so I know it can be done. But it will likely be another 5-6 year project. My writing is much more condensed, and I won't be exploring as many themes and timelines as Part 1. So it won't be as long. Lol famous last words. WAW part 1 was meant to be a short 15-chapter 30k fic. Oops!
I didn't have a beta for part 1. I MAY consider one for part 2. Mostly so I have some moral support as I write this.
I’ve been regularly posting snippets on Twitter. Most of them are spoiler-ish, but I figured everyone would have forgotten those little details by the time the fic actually comes out. 
The plot of part 2 is hinted at in Part 1. There is a dropped plot in one of the Becoming Jack chapters and that’ll let you know where part 2 is going. 
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steampunksilver · 4 months
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I wrote another Claptrap x reader....... Idk what's come over me so suddenly 😭 1,300 words of pure fluff so sweet it'll rot your teeth
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a-rogue-tiddy-bot · 1 year
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I have a serious dilemma that I need HELP with
I can't find my favorite Rhys fic. I'm hoping if I spit out enough details, someone will remember it and know where I can find it.
It was Timothy/Rhys.
Timothy was living as a badass hermit on Pandora with a pet skag that he tamed himself.
I think Rhys encountered him by passing out in the middle of nowhere by himself, and being found and nursed back to health. Aww.
I think the story took place after Rhys yanked Jack out of his eyeball, but I'm really iffy about that detail.
It was written prior to the release of Borderlands 3, so no big ugly mustache, thank fuck.
It was hosted on ao3.
That's it. That's all the info I remember. The name of both the fic and the author are long forgotten, but big buff Timothy will live on in my heart and my mind forever.
And his pet skag. The skag was cute.
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sleepy-crypt1d · 1 month
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making a separate post cuz why not-
The first chapter of my Borderlands fic has been posted!
It is an oc x canon, my sona x Handsome Jack, story that follows the basic plot of: what if Sl33py was one of the Vault Hunters Jack hired in the Pre-sequel?
It isnt an x reader it is x oc and i know that's not everyone's thing but i poured my heart into it so fuck it im posting it.
Summary: This is the story of how the universe became theirs.
warnings for graphic violence, mild sexual content, mental health struggles, and canon-typical alien prophecy induced psychosis.
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leerentouls · 4 months
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the good life
A brief snapeshot of Angel's life on Sanctuary.
i just wanted to write something and i have ideas but ough... writing's hard 3 and also im sick rn. rip. also! shocker, but i'm writing during the day...??!?!?!?! usually it's at like. 3 in the morning LOL also shoutout to MoodiestMags love the Rise to Grace series o7 <3 cw for mention of suicide
there's some stuff i wanted to mention in this ficlet - like the difference/similarity between Lilith + Angel wrt eridium addiction, and Moxxi and/or Roland at all (or a bit more) - but alas :'3 maybe in another ficlet or so
"Hey Angel, pass me that wrench?"
"Sure."
Angel's half-there in the moment, delving deep into code for additional defences for Sanctuary, but she still grabs the tool Gaige asks for and waves it in the other girl's direction.
"Thanks."
"Yep."
Six months and still Angel doesn't feel totally comfortable here. Mostly, but then, occasionally, she'd catch a glimpse of someone looking at her. Hyperion's Siren, she'd heard from one of the residents, and she'd never wanted to rid herself of her own face as much as she did then. She understands it, and it was more out of surprise then condemnation, but...
Then there was Lilith. And Mordecai and Brick. And Tiny Tina. And- to be honest... everyone. Everyone. Every Vault Hunter, every resident, everyone who knew of Handsome Jack-
But it's not like they go out of their way to make her feel unwelcome. Anymore.
Angel backs out of the code, closing her eyes and pinching the bridge of her nose. Progress has been made, she reminds herself; people don't quite regard her with such revulsion or contempt anymore (but they remember), and people talk to her, whether resident or Crimson Raider.
(She almost wishes Tim was here. She feels bad about that. She could fix it, if she just talks about it.)
DT beeps, and Angel hears Gaige shift out from where she was fixing up. She knows what's next; it's familiar now.
"You OK, Angel?"
"Yeah," she replies, rote. "Overthinking. You know."
She flinches when Gaige reaches out to rub her shoulder in comfort. A flinch, or trying to shrug her off, Angel could call it either-or, and for whatever reason: her father's ghost hangs over her shoulder like when he would try to calm or restrain her, and that's why she's flinching or rejecting this comfort, or perhaps because she doesn't deserve it, at least not yet. It's been a hard and steep hill to climb in such a short time.
Gaige isn't to be deterred, so wraps an arm around Angel's shoulders fully, pulling her into an awkward side hug. Angel acquiesces.
(She thinks of Tim's face in the shuttle.)
"You wanna come with me next time?"
"Vault Hunting?"
"Yeah! Or just hunting."
"Oh! Yeah, actually, I'd like to get out for a bit, whenever you go next."
(Her voice, cool: He's on his way to kidnap your Siren, sir.)
"Cool," Gaige says, grinning and playfully punching Angel's shoulder. The Siren fakes a pained groan. They both re-settle into the groove: code and machinery, side-by-side. Angel keeps a half a mind fantasizing about Vault Hunting for the pure joy of treasure-hunting, rather than as a means of exerting control over a planet's people. They're not even here of their own will, usually: prisoners or children of them, or deserted here. It's not their fault. Ah, c'mon now, back to the joy of hunting for fun.
(At the precise point where Handsome Jack could only deal with so many interferences at once, so he had Tim posted on the Jackpot. He'd live - for a time, at least.)
It'd be cool to see everyone in action while also being on the same playing field, instead of watching from "above". There again, Angel would be too busy keeping up to actually watch them. But it'd be cool all the same - being part of the team (so long as she doesn't fuck anything up, or not too badly), and proving her worth.
... Or just proving her potential as a Vault Hunter. Angel nods to herself; yes, potential. Maya said that her worth is more than what she can do for other people, that she is inherently worth being respected as another person. That was nice.
(He'd even outlive Handsome Jack.)
... Maybe... maybe after this next outing, whenever that is, she might mention Tim and the Jackpot. Moxxi'd be interested, she thinks.
(But not her.)
It's not a bad life here. She hopes to make it up to Tim.
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sinfulmarie · 10 months
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ladies and gents i have outdone myself yet again. new chapter of Vacillation II out now !! <3
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spellshite · 10 months
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I just wrote 1k words of a random fic idea i got yesterday while sleepless at work. and since even today I was sleepless at work (until I conked out for a solid 3hr nap when I got back home) I decided to write it.
and idk where i'm going with this. idk if it'll remain on my drive or if I'll dump it on ao3 just to not let it rot forgotten. I'll decide when I'll know what I'm doing with the story I guess??
as for now i only know it's yet again a blands fic because apparently re-reading blands fics I liked made me go into a fic writing kick
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So the comic is still on hiatus BUT I realized I never posted this page. Oops.
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handsommay · 6 months
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could be more...
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i barely wrote anything
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moodiestmags · 4 months
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Hello everyone! Chapter 12 of Rise to Grace 2 is up
Read it here!
Also wanna stop by and say that the next one might be a bit. I’m gonna be moving back into uni after winter break and I’m not looking forward to it. HOPING second semester goes better than the first.
Love y’all!
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heavybreathingcatt · 11 months
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Whos got to the end of Wolf Among Wolves now?
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How To Make A Cheshire Blush
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Chishiya Shuntarō x reader
You make it your goal to see Chishiya blush
Fluff - Suggestive
I have known Chishiya Shuntarō for a little over eight months since entering the borderland. In that time I have never seen him flustered… Ever.
How is that even possible? What man could be so calm and collected that nothing makes his cheeks flush the color of strawberries? Not even when facing death does his calmness fade…
I glanced over at Chishiya who was watched the group we teamed up with mild amusement as they betrayed each other one by one. How can they all be so foolish? If only they would put their fears aside and trust one another. Maybe then we could all make it out alive and find out who the Jack of Hearts really is. This entire game was so tiresome. I sighed loudly, earning a glance from Choshiya before he returned his gaze to a man sweating profusely as he told another player their suit.
“We’ve been here for days and it’s so…” I folded my arms on the table, “Boring.” I sighed again as my shoulders slumped.
“Find something to do.” Chishiya had zero interest in my boredom and did nothing to try and entertain me.
It wasn’t his problem nor benefit him, so why should he care?
My attention found its way to the pair, Aba and Kotoko. It seemed that they have been attached to the hip quite literally since the start of the game. Studying them closely, they reminded me of a business looking man and his personal assistant.
I chuckled at the thought of all the drama and scandal they might have caused in the old world, especially if he was high up there. I watched as Kotoko pressed herself even more into Aba’s side while he looked as if he held all the power. For a moment I wondered what it would be like to be just like her. To be someone who didn’t rely solely on herself.
I suppose in a way I have some trust to Chishiya, I considered him my friend. He did treat me as a friend though. I also considered Kuina a friend and I knew she thought the same about me. My mind briefly drifted to her and I hoped that she was doing okay, alive somewhere right now.
My thoughts drifted back to Chishiya. He was cool and highly intelligent, not to mention drop dead gorgeous, but something I wonder if he would sacrifice me for his gain.
“I wonder what that feels like.” I muttered as I placed my chin in the palm of my hand.
“What?” Chishiya took a bite from his own bag of cookies as his attention flicked over to where I was looking, “To be a self righteous prick?”
“No.” I shook my head leaning on my chin, “To rely so heavily on someone to protect you that you don’t learn how to protect yourself.”
“You wouldn’t make it very far with that mentality.” Chishiya muttered, “Luckily, you’re too smart for that.”
I grinned at the small compliment from the Cheshire man. It was rare to hear praise from him even if it was usually mixed with mockery. It was in that moment that my innocent grin turned sly as I thought of the perfect thing that could keep my boredom at bay.
His brows furrowed at my smile, “Quit looking at me like that, it’s weird.”
“What if the only person I knew to keep me safe was you?” My grin turned into a smirk.
“But it isn’t?” His answer came out more of a question as he tried to figure out my plan.
“But what if?” I leaned my weight onto his side, wrapping my arms around one of his, “Would you take advantage of my undying loyalty, Shuntarō?” I could see a blush coat his cheeks and I couldn’t help, but laugh, “Of course you would, you sneaky cat.”
He nudged me off him with a grunt. I leaned closer to make sure I was seeing this right… The Chishiya Shuntarō was in fact, blushing.
“Oh my stars.” I gasped in amusement as I pressed a hand to my heart, “Is that a blush I see, Chishi?”
I did it! I thought as excitement built up inside me. I made him blush!
“No.” He looked away from me.
“I think it is.” I poked his cheek, giggling as I sat back.
My giggling died down as I looked at him. He didn’t say anything, but he seemed flustered. Is it possible that he held some kind of feelings for me?
“Chishi.” I smiled when he looked at me, “You want some?” I held up my strawberry cake roll.
He eyed me and it suspiciously before he gave a simple nod. I opened the package, breaking off a piece for him to try. I shook my head as he reached for it as I brought it up to his lips. He opened his mouth slowly as he took a bite.
“So would that make you a self righteous prick?” I teased quietly as I fed the cake to him.
He rolled his eyes and he leaned back, taking time to chew and see if he liked the cake.
“Way too much strawberry.” He mumbled after he swallowed, but continued to eat the next piece I gave him.
He returned the gesture with his own bag of cookies as we munched on the others snacks.
“I am an asshole.” He spoke without hesitation, “I am not kind. I am manipulative and I do what I must to get ahead. I don’t care about anything so why are you always hanging around me?”
“You are those things, but I think you’re wrong about how you see yourself Chishiya. You are so much more than that. You are kind, to Kuina and to me. You are manipulative, but that just means how intelligent you are in understanding everything. You can solve the hardest puzzle on earth with just a glance. You say you don’t care, but deep down I know that you do. You have just built a wall that is worth climbing because you mean more than anything in the world to me.” I answered softly.
He wasn’t able to respond as the speaker dinged.
“I believe it’s almost time.” I sighed as I looked up at the clock.
My attention turned to Kotoko who grabbed a packet of cookies… The same brand that Matsushita grabbed a few minutes ago.
“Hm…” I hummed watching what would be a meaningless passerby between the two, “Maybe I do have more undying loyalty than Kotoko.”
“Seems so.” Chishiya smirked.
I turned in my seat, brushing my hair away from my collar.
“Heart.” He said and turned so that I could tell him his suit.
“Diamond.” I repeated the symbol I saw.
“Fits us well.” He muttered standing up to begin our journey to our cells.
“Aw does that mean I have your heart Chishi?” I stepped up to him teasingly.
“You have my headache.” He stated before walking into his cell.
I entered the one beside him with a warm feeling creeping in my chest. I think it’s the other way around, I think you have my heart Shuntarō.
“Heart.” I spoke my final answer as I waited to leave the cell.
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homeslices · 1 year
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Ride
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A/N: Sorry this I took so long to upload school is kicking my ass and I’m sick 😭 also a sentence in here made me think of a sequel, guess which part lol. Also I’m actually sort of happy how this turned out but let me know what you guys think!
Summary: Just some more Chishiya smut. Do y’all sense a pattern of what I post? He might be a little ooc but I tried.
Pairings: Shuntaro Chishiya x Fem!Reader
Word Count: 1.1k
Warnings: Smut
Up and down, up and down, up and down.
That’s the only thing going through your mind at the moment. That’s the only thing that can go through your mind at the moment.
Your thighs are so tired, but that coil in your stomach that has been building up is so close to snapping.
Chishiya is lying beneath you, casually holding onto your hips while watching you bounce on his cock while your cunt is tightly squeezing around it.
You’ve been at this for a while. It started with just some lighthearted teasing while you both were in Chishiya’s room at The Beach. But that lighthearted teasing led to you saying you can get off without Chishiya’s help, and now you're regretting your choice of words- and humor.
You let out a choked sob when Chishiya’s cock brushes against that spongy spot inside of you.
“I thought you said you could get off by yourself, didn't you?” Chishiya’s voice cuts through the room.
“ ‘m sorry,” you whine.
The frustration of not being able to cum made tears well up behind your eyes, which are so close to sliding down your face.
Chishiya doesn’t move, of course not. Even if you beg enough you’re not sure he’ll take mercy on you. He’s just watching you amusingly. His lips twitch led up in a small, condescending smile.
“ ‘m sorry, ‘m sorry, please!” You cry out, those tears finally spilling down your flushed cheeks.
Your pace was stuttering, legs too tired to keep the rhythm, and that blissful feeling that was building up soon disappears as you ruin your own orgasm once again.
Your cunt squeezes in desperation and your upper body soon slumps down onto Chishiya’s, both of your naked chests flush together.
You’re still grinding against him, your clit brushing against his pelvis. You can hear how sticky it is down there every time you move.
A desperate whimper leaves your lips when Chishiya lifts his hips slightly, giving more pressure to your sensitive bud while simultaneously pushing his cock deeper in your soaked hole.
“Please,” you whimper out.
The ache between your legs is getting too much to handle. The only things you can think of at this point is Chishiya and having him make you cum.
“Please what?”
The shift of his lower body makes you whine once again. He’s messing with you, you know that, but at this point you don’t care.
“Please make me cum,” you sob, tears still streaming down your face.
Your face was in the crook of his neck so you couldn’t see him, but you could feel the amused snicker vibrate his body.
“Backing out of a challenge so soon?”
All you can do is nod frantically hoping he’ll grant you some mercy. You feel him hum thoughtfully only to feel him tap your sides.
“Up, I’ll help you, but you have to stay in the position you were before.”
Knowing that that’s as far as Chishiya was willing to compromise, you use all your strength to sit back up.
Breathing heavily, you brace your hands on Chishiya’s chest. His eyes remain focused on your face, almost as if he’s entertained by your struggle. Knowing him, he probably is.
Gripping your hips Chishiya steadies you, only to thrust up into your cunt, his cock brushing against your g-spot precisely.
Letting out a broken moan, you lean most of your weight on your hands, only to have Chishiya thrust up again and again and having him hit your g-spot over and over.
Your eyes are unfocused, but you can make you the smug grin covering Chishiya’s face with every thrust. He doesn’t break his pace once, and the only thing coming out of your mouth now is whimpers.
That pool of arousal soon starts building up once again, and god you can’t take it any longer. You can feel every thrust of Chishiya’s cock dragging against your sopping wet walls.
Chishiya could see a white ring forming around the base of his cock, and knowing you're close again, starts to slow down, making you wait for your release even longer.
You let out another sob of frustration, only to hear Chishiya quiet chuckling.
“You didn’t think It’d be that easy did you?”
You knew he wouldn’t just give into you. You knew, yet you still thought that he might’ve given you a little leniency. Apparently not though. He’s stopped his movements and settled for controlling your hips in a slow grind, making sure your clit rubs against his pelvis every time.
“I said I would help, not do all the work.” There was a slight pause before Chishiya continued. “Unless you don’t want to cum?”
That last sentence cut through your foggy mind. You knew he wasn’t playing around. If he wanted to, he could deny you cumming at all. He has before, and he sure as hell would do it again.
So, you slowly begin to bounce on Chishiya’s cock once again. Of course, he follows through with his promise to you, gripping your hips and helping you go up and down like you were previously.
That coil in your stomach was beginning to tighten fastly, the four previous ruined orgasms making you so much more sensitive.
You’re right at the edge, so close you could practically see the bliss that was sure to take over you.
Chishiya’s hand slides up your soaked thigh covered in both of your juices, to your cunt, that is continuously riding his cock. His thumb brushes over your clit once, twice, only the third time he starts rubbing tight circles against it.
Your head falls back, jaw open, as you let out a silently moan. And when Chishiya’s cock hits your g-spot once again, that coil finally snaps.
A shutter racks your body as goosebumps cover your skin. You see white as you cum all over Chishiya’s cock, creaming around it. A euphoric sense passes through you and you don’t think you’ve ever felt this good.
Your body slumps safely onto Chishiya, who was currently helping you ride out your orgasm by continually rubbing your sensitive bundle of nerves.
Coming down finally from you high, you start to whine at the overstimulation, only to be flipped around on your back with Chishiya hovering above you, thrusting shallowly into your sensitive heat.
“You didn’t think we were done did you?”
The feeling of his lips kissing and sucking their way up your neck had you leaning your head back, giving him more access.
Only then does he brush them against your ear and whisper.
“I didn’t even cum yet.”
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kkurades · 1 year
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˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆ BITTER SWEET ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
━━ chishiya isn’t used to giving affection so you become friends with tatta and accidentally start drifting away from chishiya which upsets him ( fluff , angst )
word count: 1898
pairing: shuntaro chishiya x fem!reader
warning: ooc chishiya, mention of killing
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You and Chishiya met in odd circumstances, but you were glad that you found each other.
However you couldn't figure out how you piqued Chishiya's curiosity.
He was the opposite of you clever, subtle, and cunning while you were noisy, clumsy, and awkward.
If you had met on any other occasions you were convinced that Chishiya would have despised you, but perhaps your kind and extroverted personality provided him solace.
Your relationship started slightly rocky, but you quickly found the ideal balance.
Chishiya figured out that you were someone that thrived off physical contact and made an effort to provide it to you as much as he could.
While you learned that your boyfriend preferred stillness in the morning, so you attempted to tone yourself out to please him.
Both of you appreciated each other's efforts, and you gradually established a strong relationship.
Something you quickly noticed was that Chishiya liked his personal space. While you respected that and never crossed boundaries, you were desperate for more affection.
It didn't even matter who it came from, your boyfriend, a friend, or a stranger.
You didn't care if it wasn't physical or romantic, you just longed for someone constantly around you.
So, you were delighted when Tatta arrived at The Beach.
He was very chill and easygoing and didn't mind you rambling his ear off 24/7.
As time passed, you began growing closer to Tatta to the point that you spend more time with him than with your boyfriend.
At first, Chishiya didn't notice anything until Kuina pointed it out.
She had questioned him who the guy was that you were spending all your time, which baffled Chishiya slightly.
Sure he had seen you around with a guy pretty often, but he knew that you required your daily dose of affection to function properly, and he couldn't give that to you.
So at first, he didn't think much of it until it escalated even further.
Chishiya had promised you to protect you as good as he could during games and preferred for you to be within five feet from him in case something happened, that meant that you practically always joined his games.
But now you were rarely in the same game unless Tatta was standing not even three feet away from you.
Chishiya also noticed that by the time he woke up you would have already left, and when he went to sleep you weren't there either.
The only indication that you actually entered the room was when he would feel you wrap your arms around him in the middle of the night, assuming that he was fast asleep while he wasn't.
The lack of your usual overbearing affection had affected Chishiya which he didn't want to admit it.
He couldn't sleep anymore unless he felt your warmth surrounding him, and he was becoming more reckless during games.
You didn't even know the torment that your boyfriend was going through because you hadn't even noticed it yourself.
While you were aware that your typical affection for your boyfriend had subdued slightly, you assumed he liked it more this way.
Perhaps if he tried to inform you how he felt, then he wouldn't be so desperate for you now.
Briefly, after you established your relationship with Chishiya, you started your own little tradition of where you would sit on the roof on Friday night before the games.
Chishiya had been sitting there for over an hour hoping that you would barge in with a lopsided smile while kissing and hugging him affectionately while he complained jokingly about it.
But you never came because you had fallen asleep on Tatta's floor.
The hours of sleep you missed during the night were catching up to you and while you were waiting for Tatta in his room you had fallen asleep on the floor.
You attempted to fight the sleep because you remembered that you had to meet your boyfriend tonight, which made a lovesick smile appear on your face.
But unfortunately, you couldn't fight it off.
Chishiya let out an aggravated huff when he realized that you weren't coming.
Even though your friendship with Tatta had started long ago, you never skipped your weekly roof date.
It wasn't even a date, and he never told you to come every week, it was just something natural that the two of you did.
There were still two hours left before the games would begin, so Chishiya decided to look for you. Curious as to what you deemed crucial enough to bail on him.
He firstly checked your room but just as he presumed it was empty with no sign of you.
Now that he was examining your shared room, he noticed that the signs that you lived there were nearly none existent.
The soothing scent of your perfume had withered slightly, and your clothing wasn't scattered across the room like it usually is.
His heart clenched as he realized that you had been drifting away from him just because he couldn't listen to you a little longer or hug you slightly more.
You were never a demanding partner, the only thing you asked for was his love and affection.
He quickly shut the door before closing his eyes for a few brief seconds to compose himself, so he could continue his search for you.
Chishiya checked the bar, the pool, and practically every spot that he knew you liked.
Time passed quickly, and it was almost time to start the games.
Your boyfriend's concerns grew because he didn't even know whether you had any visa left or not, so he quickened his pace and began looking for anyone that might know where you are.
First, he approached Kuina who only shook her head before offering to help him search for you.
Then he caught a glimpse of Arisu and Usagi sitting together next to the pool, and he recalled seeing you around them quite often, but they too didn't have a clue as to where you were.
Just as Chishiya was about to walk away, he heard Usagi speak softly.
“Maybe Tatta knows where she is, I saw them earlier today at the bar,”
Chishiya could feel his heart clench once again before nodding at Usagi and bolting off to find Tatta.
He quickly found out what room he lived in and speed walked to it before harshly knocking on the door.
He could feel the anger and frustration rise in him when the man who was stealing you away from him opened the door with a smile.
“Ch-” Tatta was quickly cut off by the blonde-haired man who had been harshly glaring at him.
“Where's my girlfriend?” Tatta looked slightly taken aback by his sudden malice because of the stories you told him about your precious Shuntaro.
That wasn't the adorable man who allows you to tie his hair back for him while cleaning his face, nor was this the man who always had a bottle of water standing on his bedside table to offer to you because you abruptly woke up thirsty.
This was the vicious man that uses and manipulates people, so he could survive, this was the man who was ready to sacrifice everyone around him just so he could make it out alive not caring about their lives.
“She's here-” that was all it took for Chishiya to barge in while looking around to find you.
His hammering heart subsided slightly when he saw you peacefully asleep on Tatta's couch with a blanket thrown over you.
“She said she wanted to wait here until she was going to meet with you, but she fell asleep on the ground, so I put her on the couch,” Tatta nervously clarified while Chishiya sat down beside you.
His slender fingers caressed through your hair while he absorbed the sight in front of him.
“How many days of her visa does she have left?” Chishiya hissed out the words, displeased that he didn't know the answer himself.
“Four. B-”
“I'll take her to our room,” Chishiya didn't say anything else before taking you into his arms in bridal style with a slight huff.
It was a miracle Chishiya made it to your room with no misfortunes because he wasn't exactly really muscular.
Fortunately, he too had some days left, so he gently put you on your bed before pulling the covers over your exhausted form.
His slippers had been carelessly discarded somewhere in your room, and he lay down beside you.
You instinctively curled up into his side, which made a remote smile appear on your boyfriend's face before he wrapped his arms around you.
Chishiya concluded that it felt nice.
Having you so near he brought him solace, and he couldn't comprehend why he ever refused your affection.
He kissed the top of your head lazily while your legs got entangled. His eyes felt like they weighed a ton, so he quickly fell asleep with you pressed against him as close as possible.
Hours later, the sun had risen again, and your eyelids softly fluttered open.
A smile tugged on your lips as Chishiya's softened features were the first thing you saw.
His arms were still tightly wrapped around you and your legs were intertwined together.
You decided to try to enjoy the view for as long as you could before your boyfriend would wake up again.
After a few minutes, you couldn't resist the urge to touch his face. He looked so fragile and he radiated warmth.
Your fingers delicately grazed his jaw before moving to his lips. They felt smooth and warm, but your fingers quickly moved to his cheek and nose.
Your finger skimmed over his mole softly before you straightened out his eyebrows.
He looked majestic in the morning light with his guard down. You couldn't apprehend as to how the man in front of you was real.
When Chishiya regained consciousness, your fingers were softly massaging his scalp which elicited a purr out of him.
Your movements halted at the odd sound coming from your boyfriend, whose lip corners were slightly upturned.
“Don't stop.”
His groggy morning voice sent you over the moon, and you instantly continued.
Chishiya enveloped his arms tighter around your waist, so your back was slightly arched while he nuzzled his face into your neck.
“Give me all of your affection,” his voice was slightly muffled, but you understood him perfectly fine.
“What?” You questioned him with a grin on your face.
“I want you to give me all of your affection,” he stated once again.
“I thought you didn't like it because I was too overbearing,” you sheepishly said.
“I don't care if it's overbearing if it comes from you, I want it.”
His words made you smile softly, and you kissed the crown of his head lovingly, which made him smile.
The two of you enjoyed the quiet morning within one another's arm with occasional kisses before you broke the silence.
“Chishiya?” His soft feathery kisses on your neck didn't stop as he hummed for you to continue.
“I love you.”
Your boyfriend pulled his face out of your neck for the first time that morning to face you with a lazy smile painted across his heavenly features.
“I love you too,” he told you before placing his hand on the back of your neck to kiss you passionately
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