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kingofangst · 6 months

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A Senpai's Sacrifice

OKAY RIGHT NOW I AM IN MY FEELS OF ANGST AND SADNES. I AM COPING RIGHT NOW.

So here is a bittersweet one-shot I created, where surname-san makes a tough decision and sacrifice! While I incorporated some of the lyrics of Unravel by TK Ling (DIsclaimer: I do not own the rights to this song) to darken the mood. This has nothing to do with my Jujutsu Kaisen fanfic au: A Nexis's Peril, this is a totally different oneshot I wrote myself. Enjoy the derpession!

Characters: Itadori Yuji, Kugisaku Nobara, Mahito, past reader, past Satoru Gojo, reader-senpai, reader is gender-neutral

Warnings: Graphic violence, past bullying, that's about it

P.S: Made some edits when I noticed I saw some typos and I had to change it from "he" to "they" to make it gender-neutral. Sorry about that!

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There were...there are two Mahitos. That explains why Nobara damaged Mahito's soul, she fought a clone and used her resonance to Mahito's clone as an effigy to damage Mahito's soul-

Their blood freezes when the real Mahito switches places with his clone

"RUUUNNN!!! KUGISAKI!!!"

The pain in Itadori's voice made Surname-san recoil, but pales in comparison as they watch the real Mahito charge at Kugisaki who is in shock at the scene before her. Then everything went in slow-motion…

No...no no no no no no no no NO!

This wasn't how things were supposed to end...they didn't expect things to turn out this bad without Gojo-sensei…

Kugisaku...Kugisaki...Kugisaki...Kugisaki...KUGISAKI!!!

They can't afford to see their own kouhai, who they watched grow in the past months, this fiery and passionate girl of steel taking out two Special Grade curses with Itadori 5 weeks ago, die in front of them or Itadori who has already lost so much...from Shibuya's destruction...Nanami-sensei's death…

There's no place in this world that they would want more than to see their kouhais safe and happy, away from all of this...Okinawa sounds like a happier place to be in than here…

"Cursed Technique: Kyomu no Ten'i..." They manifest with their cursed energy, having their hands out, creating a sphere of black energy, getting lighter and lighter as they prepare themselves for their last stand…

"...Shin'en no Kokan!"

"You're a weird kid, you know that?"

"Huh?" They question, looking up at a classmate in their 4th grade science classroom, eyeing the other kid.

"I said you're weird...how are you even good at making things explode when you can't even make friends?"

Those were the words that stuck inside of 10 year-old Surname-san's head since the 4th grade. They weren't the most sociable kid, nor the funniest, nor the most popular. But they knew they were different from anyone else in that classroom and in the school. How does one explain to someone who is purely human that they can see curses at a young age?

Oshiete oshiete yo sono shikumi wo

Surname-san saw the green and purple curse swarming around the antagonistic kid's shoulders like a cobra, it's weird seven eyes staring back at their eyes. Of course, Surname-san didn't do much except leave, as the kid continued to shout and bully them as they walked away. School was horrible, life was horrible as a foster kid, they had no will or desire to even fix things. They thought they were cursed since birth.

Boku no naka ni da ga iru no?

A week after their hardships, a tragedy happened, one that happened in their school. The day that they lost their entire class and grade to a horrific curse…the very same one that was on the kid that bullied them…

Kowareta, Kowareta yo kono sekai de

The hideous, cobra-like curse, slithering towards them from corpse to corpse, taking one life after another while they watch the carnage before them, shivering in fear

Kimi ga warau nanimo miezu ni

Running through the bloodied hallways of the school while the curse was hot on their trail wanting to consume them and their soul, shouting eerily “you’re weird!” “you will never make friends!” “why can’t you just die?” the words are all too familiar, from the very voice of the boy that is now dead. Now they stood in a corner and trapped between a wall and the path of where the curse was, hissing with a maniacal grin. The individual felt scared, horrified and was the only one alive against this very strong, hideous being.

Beings they have seen on a regular basis, the sheer malevolence and disturbance of them from humans. As the curse leaped forward and went in for the kill, the individual shielded their faces as if to not face the gruesome fate that awaited them, unknowingly producing black circles that shot out to the curse. Instead of hearing their flesh and bones crack, they heard thuds and sounds of pain yelps. They open their eyes to see a shocking sight before them. The curse, in pieces, held separately by black swirling voids, crying in pain before starting to vanish into thin air.

Kowareta boku nante sa iki wo tomete

They never knew they could produce such abilities from their hands. How on Earth did they do such a thing? The crashing of windows burst through, shattering on the floor, startling them when a tall figure with white hair, all dressed in black with shades lands on the floor, their feet crunching the glass that shattered. The male, looking between them and the now evaporating curse and the odd, circular black things exorcising the curse, is surprised and impressed. He watches the curse being destroyed, before walking up to the frightened child that began crying silently.

Hodokenai mou hodokenai yo shinjitsu sae freeze

“That was you?”

“H-Hai- I don’t know I- I don’t know what I did b-but everyone d-died and it chased me and I-I…I was running and I d-didn’t want this to eat…eat me-!” Their hiccups and sobs overtook their voice as the taller figure realized what this kid had before pulling him into a hug after a traumatic and grotesque event.

Kowaseru kowasenai kurueru kuruenai anata wo mitsukete

“Kid, what’s your name?”

“Surname first-name…” They sobbed into the male’s chest, finally letting out their pent up emotions of being bullied from school and foster care, not being seen as a person, not being defended by the guardians at foster care, not being able to have a happy life since birth. They felt cursed and just wanted to be erased from this world.

“You’re not a curse…” Is what the male tells them is what makes them realize they said it out loud. “You are a special human being. One that can control your cursed energy and can be able to use a cursed technique. Surname-san, my name is Satoru Gojo, and you are a sorcerer. I see you’ve had a rough life judging by what you said out loud. So let’s forget about that, forget what life throws at you, and let me help train you?”

And so, they took his hand, out of awe and pent up emotions of what this male told them, saying “You’ll be doing amazing things, surname-san.”

“SURNAME-SENPAI!!”

YURETA YUGANDA SEKAI NI DANDAN BOKU WA SUKITOTTE MIENAKU NATTE

One second, Kugisaki found herself in shock, staring at Mahito’s hand inches away from her face, then the next second being pulled in a black void that was endless, before seeing light and same beige tiles of the place she was in, falling beside Itadori whose pained shout she heard echo the hallway. She turns in time to see her senpai, in the exact place she was in, horror taking her features as Mahito’s hand swipes Surname-san’s face. They switched places with her!

"Surname-senpai! What the hell did you do!?"

MITSUKENAIDE BOKU NO KOTO WA MITSUMENAIDE

So this is what it feels like to be touched by Idle Transfiguration, they think as Mahito’s evil cackle erupts in the atmosphere before gripping their head in discomfort. They already felt their soul begin to unravel, their brain starting to become painful.

Kugisaki didn't want to admit the grim truth of their senpai's actions. But no matter how much she tried to think otherwise, she couldn't think of one. Because...Surname-senpai sacrificed their life for her by switching places at the exact moment Mahito was supposed to touch her, and taking her place.

DAREKA GA EGAITA SEKAI NO NAKE DE ANATA WO KIZUTSUKETAKU WA NAI YO

“SENPAI!!!” Both of their voices called them out, fear and horror in their tone. This isn’t how they wanted to die, or go out. But if it means to save someone younger than them, then it’s worth that sacrifice. The memories of them since entering Tokyo Jujutsu Tech pouring in like a movie film, each memory of them with their classmates…

Maki…Toge…Panda…Yuta…gomenasai…looks like I won’t be treating you all to sukiyaki at Ginza…

"Gomen, Kugisaki but I promised Nitta-chan and Maki that I'd help you survive." They chuckle sadly, knowing the pain is only increasing and seeing Kugisaki's angry and horrified expression with Itadori's terrified one.

OBOETEITE BOKU NO KOTO WO

The drops of blood from both of their nasal holes, dripping rapidly, along with their head feeling as if it is going to implode, makes them gaze up to the scared eyes of Itadori and Kugisaki, their eyes widening in horror at how Surname-san is looking. I am so sorry you have to see this…

Oshiete

Maki…Yuta…Toge…Panda…Hakari…Hoshi…Gojo-sensei…Fushiguro-kun…Yaga-san…Ieiri-san…I…I am so sorry for this…I can’t make my promise…but…arigato

Oshiete

“Itadori-kun, Kugisaki-chan…thank you…for making me believe I was a good person…live a long life…both of you…”

Boku no naka ni

Those were the final words of their senpai, before hearing a gross popping, then witnessing their head explode into flesh, blood and brain matter scattering the floor and their uniform before the headless corpse falls to the floor with a sickening crack to the floor.

Then, the hallways echoed nothing but Itadori’s and Kugisaki’s cries…while Mahito was cackling at the demise of someone important to them

Dare ga iru no?

Itadori's cries echo the hallways the loudest alongside Kugisaki's crestfallen and tear-gazed expression. Itadori couldn't take it anymore...the tears cascacding down his face as his eyes lose the brightness in them completely.

Their senpai's bloody, mutilated and headless corpse was in front of them.

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Congratulations, you'll have depression now. You're welcome!

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summercreolefanfictioner · 1 year

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jigokuraku modern au headcanons pt 1

(did someone say jigokuraku modern au)

TW: violence, assault, and many more related themes you think this au will not have the same drama as they had in canon? this au will still have it regardless bcos I am angsty like that. btw imma do this per character so it's elaborated hehe

gabimaru

used to become a part of the yakuza, particularly the top hitman of the Iwa family (see my reference there)

his parents were both hitmen who tried to run away from the yakuza but were killed by osa, later on adopted him legally and made him yui's fiance at birth

contrary to canon, he's been interacting with yui a lot before their formal engagement ceremony so yeah they be closer than ever but they weren't obviously close

ran away with yui from the yakuza bcos he wanted the two of them to live normal lives so they stayed at a rundown apartment for like a few days, hiding from the yakuza constantly

that is until he was forced to confront osa and kill him mercilessly by disembowelling him and shooting his head 10 times

his last act as the hollow involved killing 4 to 5 men with a helmet and scissors after they almost harassed yui

stayed at a crime and rehabilitation center owned by the yamada clan afterwards since they were both minors plus yui was dealing with ptsd episodes

he and yui are still part of the iwa family tho but the yakuza part of the clan is not after them anymore

was still able to continue school bcos of jikka's interference (uhh let's just say he became the gabiyui caretaker) so yeah he transferred school midway in his term

people are still sht scared of him bcos of his reputation as a delinquent

none of the yakuza underdogs from other clans fight him anymore after receiving news of his defect from the iwa clan (shija just gives him criminal offensive side eye tho)

he is actually yui's kouhai in their school tho so he was always around the second years' building waiting for her during lunch and after school hours

he is classmates with toma tho (who gives him criminal offensive side eye bcos he fought with chobe once and it ended up with chobe almost dying, well gabi too but still)

constantly getting recruited by martial arts and other related clubs but he turns them down bcos he doesn't wanna deal with any sort of fighting

actually helps yui during her library committee duties (but is still not a member)

sometimes, he part-times as a delivery guy from a logistics company just so he can have his own allowance to buy things

is actually so smart in academics but is so rude like if you ask him abt a subject he would say "why don't you get this? it's easy" but he just means well (accdg to him at least)

goes to school riding a motorbike with yui sitting behind him (and yes that spot is reserved for her only)

girls don't usually pay attention to him until he starts showing off his athletic skills or when they see him without a shirt and they're like "I didn't know Gabimaru-kun is so hot"

yes, especially when he wears glasses 🥵🥵🥵

yui

as a child, she wanted a normal life like she didn't want the yakuza part of the family to be bestowed on her

yeah until osa slapped her face and beat her up so she would know her place as a woman of the iwa family

the smile left her since then, which saddened gabimaru to some extent since he has always known her for her life and beaming happiness

she and gabimaru got closer as they age but they mostly meet in private and it wasn't until gabimaru opened up abt not wanting to kill that they cemented their relationship into "more than just two people in an arranged marriage"

so they ran away, only for osa's men to catch her being alone in a rundown apartment, then they tried to harass her

even burned her face, a reminder of the yakuza's imprint on her

yui healed after being taken to a crime and rehabilitation center, accepting everything that has happened and finally being able to live with gabimaru in peace

now that she is a normal high school girl, you would think yui's life is rainbows and colorful butterflies

nah, she only got nasty rumors abt her being a spoiled yakuza princess and the scar might be an appeal for pity

fun fact: yui is in the same year as tenza, sagiri, and yuzuriha but sagiri and yuzu are from different class

one time tenza was helping yui with class duties bcos there were a lot of heavy materials and girls think she was two-timing gabimaru

so they confronted her abt it at the back of the school building, even threatened to do something to gabimaru, and the next thing yui broke the bones on their wrists (you think yui can't? she can. it's canon that she can crush chestnuts with bare hands)

and it was widespread around school to a point where people constantly avoided being involved with the gabiyui couple at this point

she's a member of the library committee which made all students wary bcos yeah bone-breaking incident

has actually high grades but not enough to make her an honor student (it's almost at par with gabi)

her cooking skills are on-point tho that some of her classmates go to her for cooking tips especially when it's time for their cooking class

she still gets money from the iwa family tho; is even owning a private villa somewhere near a beach as an inheritance from her father

has started making short videos of her cooking online

she actually got a real engagement ring from gabimaru and a promise that they'll marry once he turns 18

sagiri

best cinnamon girl who can cut you

has rich girl academia vibes since she is the daughter of the yamada crime and rehabilitation center ceo

besties with fuchi and senta despite them being at the university

met gabimaru by fighting him in the streets after she accidentally caught him killing a target (and yes, she won that one)

and then she tried knowing where he was going until she found out the address to the rundown apartment and met yui

since then, she's been rooting for the two

yeah until the whole yakuza shenanigan thing

but afterwards, the gabiyui couple got to know her more and even relied on her at times

ngl she might appear calm and composed, but she a diehard fangirl of romance drama and stuff 😭😭😭

even collects posters of this one male actor bcos the acting was so superb and he so handsome

also secretly goes to cafes bcos she likes sweet things until yuzuriha discovered her true self and motivated her to slowly come out of her shell

knows a lot abt beauty products and stuff, particularly body care like you can smell her floral fragrance from a mile away

almost tried to beat up shija bcos they were lurking around the campus, wanting to get gabimaru back to being a yakuza hitman (shija's from a different school)

she doesn't mind yuzuriha flirting with her and up to this day, she still thinks she's joking

but if you ask her, she cares about yuzuriha a lot. LIKE A LOT

she still wants to be the head of the yamada clan despite her father's sexist remarks

yuzuriha

former hacker and thief; used to pickpocket valuable items at the mall for her sick sister (eventually died though)

still continued her old ways until she got tired of it and just wanted to enjoy a life of not running away from the police

she met senta who told her she has the potential to live a free life and in turn, she inspired him to follow his path towards theology

also met sagiri from there bcos I love yuzugiri interactions thank you very much

tbh being around senta and sagiri influenced yuzuriha to work hard for her own money by working at the nearby convenience store

despite rumors suggesting she was a pick up girl, meeting men at random places to have sex and get money

annoys gabimaru to no end bcos she just likes riling him up like that (in return, he would remind her of her unrequited feelings towards sagiri)

"so anything new happening with you and wifey?"

"yui's not my wife yet"

"oh? so when's the wedding?"

"how about you? confessed to sagiri yet?"

also helps sagiri during her internship at the Yamada Crime and Rehabilitation Center (like retrieving info and stuff)

also goes to the same class as her at school

but despite being close to sagiri, yuzuriha maintains average-ish scores??? ngl she is smart if she puts her head to it but nah she wants a carefree life so yeah all grades are enough for her to graduate

girls hate her guts bcos many men are after her since "she dresses so scantily like a slut"

they don't bully her tho cause yuzuriha can beat them up fr

senta

best boy hehe

contrary to canon, he was able to pursue theology as his course for college (yay) despite his family's disapproval

is into arts and sht like he paints and writes a lot to the point when he struck a convo with yuzuriha just so she can become the muse of his arts

admires yuzuriha so much that he ships her with sagiri (is basically president of the yuzugiri ship)

although he retired from helping the Yamada Crime and Rehabilitation Center, there are times when he lends a hand fuchi and sagiri whenever they need him

he was actually the one who recommended gabimaru to go to the same school as yuzuriha and sagiri

still drops by his old high school to submit a few papers to shion and visit the yuzugiri couple every now and then

he tutors yuzuriha during his free time and reprimands her every time she slacks off (which is rare and scary, according to yuzuriha)

like she was really expecting a gentle and nice tutor only to see another form of demon 😨😨😨

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mari-lair · 1 year

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in the age swap au that the minobros interage/relacions with akane,yashiro,aoi, lemon, hanako,etc?

uyguyiyu that’s a lot of people to go over! I tried to keep it short, simplify every dynamic, but it still got long.

Teru likes how genuine and passionate Nene is, her daydreams and gushing amuse him. She makes his more childish side shine, listening attentively when she tells him prince charming daydreams and sharing his own wishes for vacation, though he is very condescending at times: There is no malice to it, but Nene can act very naive and Teru is one arrogant little brat.

Nene has a big crush on Kou, and she actively tries to woo him instead of admiring in silence, plenty of reasons why, but mostly these three:Kou doesn’t have “someone else he likes”, when he rejects people he kindly says that he isn’t interested. Kou is not the “school prince” he may be considered a hot guy in school but he isn’t put on a pedestal, and that makes him feel more human and ‘attainable’. Kou is super sweet and blunt with Nene, when she is down, he tries to cheer her up, and he is so genuinely confused when she feels insecure, telling Nene she has a cute smile and she looks prettier than Aoi when she is happy. She is down bad.

Kou has a soft spot for Nene, he thinks she is a very sweet girl with a bright smile, and is sad she will die soon. He really appreciates that she is friends with Teru, even if a lot of her actions confuse him (he has no idea she has a crush on him), and when she bluntly praises him, he gets shy/have no idea how to react.

Hanako hates her crush on Kou so much, but he can’t genuinely hate Kou, he is the closest thing to a friend Hanako had before Nene summoned him. He still grows passive-aggressive with Kou and super clingy with Nene when she gets too lovey-dovey.

Teru wants Hanako exorcised and Hanako is scared of Teru, they try to convince Nene to abandon the other constantly. Most of the time Nene go “Play nice or I’m not staying with either!!” so they tolerate each other's presence.

They get very competitive at games, and it takes a lot of time, but their mutual care for Nene, and the traumatizing realization they share a lot in common make them slowly go from “Enemies that will go out of their way to hit where it hurts and drive the other to tears” to “Rivals that don’t respect each other in the slightest but can easily fall into friendly banter. It is a mystery if they care about each other cause they would rather swallow needles than say anything positive about the other.”

After Teru got attached to Nene, he always runs to her class to greet her with a sweet smile and a “Hey, we should ditch Hanako today! ”. This habit makes him meet Aoi relatively quick. Once she is introduced as Nene’s best friend, he tries to convince Nene to hang out with Aoi instead of Hanako, sure if she is already nene’s friend she’ll help Teru keep her away from Hanako.

His attempts usually fail, and Nene drags him to the bathroom with Hanako, but on the occasion he can convince Nene that “today is such a beautiful day to waste cleaning bathrooms” Aoi follows them.

He gets a crush on Aoi after a week or less of hanging out, and he isn’t fully aware it's a crush so he doesn’t hide it very well: he is sweeter with Aoi than with Nene and he asks a lot of questions about her, it makes Nene want to cry cause she knows Teru have a crush and it makes her get into her depressed “haha, all the boys really love her, I must be a radish in comparison :´)” moods.

Aoi is unsure and a bit overwhelmed by Teru at first but she warms up to him with time, realizing he does say a lot of weird things, acting as if ghosts exist, but he is not as unpredictable as he appears, and his questions seem to be born out of simple curiosity, so she eventually chalks him as a ‘sweet kouhai’.

Teru avoids any of Aoi and Nene's love talks like it's the plague, and Aoi finds that amusing, assuming it's because Teru doesn't want to hear Nene go over his big brother's dreamy smile, not because Teru is emotionally constipated and doesn't want to talk about his feelings, which is unavoidable if he lingers.

Teru used to be huffy with Akane since he is a half supernatural whom Kou treat as fully human, (Teru tied Akane up when they first met and tried to show off to Kou, expecting him to be proud he defeated a school wonder, but instead he was scowled for bullying a senpai) and he feels awkward every time Akane declares his love for Aoi. Still, no matter how cringe he acts, Akane is nice to people, easy to tease, very observant, blunt, competent and yet easy to trick, which makes him so cool to Teru. He really wants to be his friend.

Even though Akane is older, and the student council president, Teru still bullies him: It is common knowledge at school that Akane has beef with a 14 years old. He mostly ignores Teru but he did almost snapped when Teru says he will try to get into the student council so they can play more often.

Kou doesn't interact much with Akane, just checks on him from time to time, a bit worried about him since he knows how hard it can be to see supernaturals in a world where everyone else is blind to it.

Both don’t really interact with Lemon. Though Lemon does vaguely think Teru is weird in a funny way and Kou seems like a cool dude.

Teru is overly attached to Kou, for a long time Kou was the only person he ever trusted. Kou is his cool big brother/ best friend/ caretaker all in one and whenever he gets lonely or has a problem it is an instinct to go to Kou. He put Kou on a pedestal while simultaneously being protective of him: He has noticed Kou’s hero complex, and he doesn’t want to be an added reason as to why Kou looks so tired, he doesn’t want to be just a ‘dead weight’ Kou takes care of.

When Kou says he is “so smart, you’re far better at this than when I was your age!” or “So strong! You took that big supernatural all on your own! I'm proud of you” Teru takes it to heart, so he is very arrogant.

Teru does his best with house chores that don't involve cooking, such as cleaning and babysitting Tiara, to help out but he is more confident he is of help when it comes to protecting Kou's back on patrol. When Kou is stressed by school exams he tries to understand what Kou is studying to help him as well (much to Kou’s surprise, despite their three years difference, when he is in the red and Teru spends the day trying very hard to go over his school books, he is usually able to grasp the basic and help simplify things.)

Teru is aware he is not as 'heroic' as Kou, and he grows more and more resentful of supernaturals the more Kou's attempt to understand them hurts his big brother. He is scared if they talk about his real view on their job Kou will be disappointed in him, or, on particularly bad days, consider Teru a bad person.

Kou is very protective and fond of Teru, and will exhaust himself to spoil him.

Kou is scared by the idea of not being needed. He is genuinely proud that Teru is a prodigy but feeling more and more lacking by the year: Teru stopped asking for his advice in exorcism or how to vacuum or how to use a washing machine, and he never needed Kou’s help with school.

Kou got a mini-crisis when Teru started spending time with Nene and Hanako or Aoi and Akane every day instead of with him. He is very happy his little bro isn’t so lonely anymore, but he is so used to Teru’s visits during his school break, it takes time to get used to not see him for a whole day and not immediately assume something is wrong and Teru must be in danger. He is also far too used to being the only person Teru trusts, and it does make him jumpy and hurt when Teru starts to hide some things from him, or go to his friends instead of Kou to vent.

More info on it can be found Here

#tbhk #jshk #toilet bound hanako kun #teruaoi #kounene #both one sided rip #is hananene too since it have some basis on canon but is such a short part of this post i ain't tagging it #minabros age swap au #i am so happy people are interested in the age swap au #minamoto teru #minamoto kou #yashiro nene #aoi akane #akane aoi

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koy6na · 3 years

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special treatment☆彡

college au

senpai!megumi is so mean:( always giving you cold glances and making fun of you when you make a mistake while on a mission. you need help with your homework? don’t ask megumi. but most importantly don’t ask yuuji. cuz you know megumi won’t like that. last time you asked “itadori-senpai” to help you study, all you could see was an angry megumi in the corner of the library. he’s listening to your little “can you explain this part?” and “oh wow you’re so smart” and he’s losing it.

he’s wondering why you call him “fushiguro-san” instead of senpai. even though last time you called him that he freaked out and yelled at you. megumi knows he likes you. he’s smart enough to figure it out on his own. so sometimes he’ll tell you “nice job.” when your practicing a certain curses technique. he likes the way your eyes sparkle upon hearing him compliment you.

when he finally has enough of you and itadori acting all “buddy-buddy” he’s got you up on a desk, legs trembling. you’re whimpering into his ear sweet little nothings about how “o-oh you’re so big senpai” and “more. more. please.” he thinks he’s insane for not doing this sooner. his strokes are slow but deep, you swear you can almost feel his tip kiss your cervix. his hands grip your thighs, lifting your legs to hit the perfect angles.

he can feel himself slipping. like he’s gonna get lost in your cunt if he doesn’t stop and pull out. you can feel his length throb and twitch as you tighten up around him. as he slows his hips reluctantly your lips frown against his. “don’t pull out.” you whisper into your kiss. “don’t say that.” his legs are shivering at every moan and whimper from you that ghosts his lips. he starts to pull away until he hears your chorus of “no’s.” but megumi is smarter than that. he won’t let his feelings get the better of him.

until you cross your legs around his torso, pulling him flat against your bare chest. you roll your hips against his. “stop! fuck…let me go baby.” he’s got it real bad. tries to pry your hands away from his face but he’s not that mean. so you pull him real close and whisper in his ear “cum in me senpai. pleasee. i want it so bad.” and he’s gone. hot ropes of his cum shoot into you. his moans are loud and desperate and he bucks into you roughly. he cant help it if you plead like that. you can feel your body shiver and shake at the sensation. megumi thrusts even after he’s cum, you can feel it seeping from your core onto the desk.

and when he’s finally done he’ll take real good care of you. buttons your blouse and cleans you up real good. he can’t have everyone finding out he’s giving out special treatment to his favorite kouhai;)

send me asks

#megumi fushiguro #megumi smut #jjk smut #megumi fushiguro smut #megumi x reader #megumi x reader smut #college au #megumi fushiguro x reader #megumi x you #megumi fushiguro x you #jjk x reader #jjk x you #megumi

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jessamine-rose · 3 years

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Yandere! Leona Tutors His Kouhai

Finals are killing me this week, so allow me to share one of the many Leona AUs which @lovee-infected and I made \(//∇//)\

Thanks for absolutely wrecking me with the last line btw _:(´ཀ`」 ∠):

Tw: yandere, dubcon, Reader is 18+ years old

Ehhh you’re having a hard time in Alchemy?? That’s not good; perhaps your performance will improve if Crewel-sensei assigns Leona-senpai as your tutor!! He’s very good at potion-making, after all :0

The dorm leader of Savanaclaw may be the last person whom you’d approach for lessons, but he’s still a good student. All right, he’ll help you out if it means that he can go back to his laidback lifestyle once your grades improve. Let’s see, before you can even approach the cauldron, you need to memorize the names and appearances of 100 medicines and poisons!! Leona-senpai makes a passing comment about how basic that lesson is but at least he gets to tutor you in the comfort of his bedroom. Just wake him up when he needs to test you....well unless, he’s already awake and watching his little kouhai study~

Waaaaaaaa would you look at that!! Your quiz scores have drastically improved thanks to Leona-senpai!! Now that you think about it, you’ve become much closer to him thanks to your study sessions—even if he claims that it’s bothersome. The little smile and bow you give him in thanks is befitting of an adorable kouhai.....as though you’ve completely forgotten that you’re still an herbivore in Leona’s eyes <3

Well, he can’t deny that he’s grown rather fond of such a helpless herbivore. Hmm, from now on, he will be tutoring you in the Alchemy classroom. So while you’re still in his room, why don’t you properly thank Leona-senpai for his help?? Don’t worry, he will also reward you for your hard work~ And just in case a kiss or a nap isn’t enough.....he has already told all of his dorm members not to bother you, so there’s no need to worry about any interruptions (๑･̑◡･̑๑)

Don’t worry, Leona-senpai promises to be gentle with you. It would be a pity if you break too quickly.

♡

Tag a Leona simp!! Suffer more than I have and let me view your brainrot @twisted-crumpets @tsunonotarou @theblackbirdsgemimagines @aivy-saur also @dreamii-yume cuz Tutor! Au is hot

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manunelle · 3 years

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High School AU! {Ikesen/Scenario}

I finally finished an essay about brazilian portuguese phonology, so I decided to reward myself by writing cute stuff SHUDHUSHSUDAHS I’ve thought about this scenario ever since I started playing Ikesen (back in 2017, good lord), but I never had the time to write them.

I am thinking really hard if I should turn these into a fanfic or not. Depends on how much time I have to write :(

WARNINGS: Inappropriate language, bullying, violence (?MC kicks asses in this scenario lol).

MC moves from her hometown after her parents’ death, and starts to live all by herself. She enters the new school as a sophomore, and has some trouble making friends because she is seen as delinquent by other students. lol. She’s kind of cold towards girls and is always seen shouting at boys (because they are always assholes to her), so everybody kind of knows not to mess with her. She spends lunchtime all alone either on the school rooftop or at the library, and, even though she denies it, she feels lonely.

One day, when she’s on her way to the library, she sees a gray-haired boy getting bullied by some jackass. She kind of saves him by hitting the bully’s head against a locker and knocking him out and drags the poor thing to a safer place (aka the rooftop).

The boy thanks her and introduces himself as Ishida Mitsunari, a freshman. She’s like “whatever dude” and goes back to her alone time.

After that, things start to get weird. And MC kind of gets annoyed by Mitsunari’s friends.

Hideyoshi, a senior, misunderstands the whole situation and thinks that MC was the one who tried to bully his precious kouhai-kun. He goes after MC and tries to scold her, but she just puts her headphones on and ignores him,enraging him more. Big bro tries to touch her shoulder to get her attention back on the discussion, only to be flipped over on his back by an angered MC.

boi. he is so mad.

However, Mitsunari stops the whole argument and fixes the misunderstanding and Hideyoshi feels embarrassed for being such an ass. He tries to apologize but MC has already left.

She also meets Ieyasu and Masamune. Ieyasu, a freshman, is always hiding (from his lovely friends lol) at the library, and he and MC have a passive-aggressive relationship because once they wanted to rent the same book (btw, MC won this fight). Masamune, a junior, is also constantly at the library, but only to drag his friend out of there (Poor yasu). He’s always hitting on MC, but, since he hasn’t exceeded the limit of her patience, she hasn’t kicked his ass yet. Yet.

One week after the “kick Hideyoshi’s ass” incident, she meets Ranmaru by bumping into him and preventing him from falling on his face. Just like an otoge hero lol. Ranmaru tries so hard to be her friend that it’s almost ridiculous. By coincidence, perhaps, he and Mitsunari are in the same class, so now MC has two baby boys trying to blind her with their brightness. They are so precious that she just can’t be rude to them, but she’s not exactly their friend. She just prevents them from tumbling around the school and from getting their asses beat up by the other (assholes) students.

One day, when she’s leaving the school building, Ranmaru and Mitsunari are trying to convince her to go to the karaoke with them and their friends, but she’s like “No. I have things to do, bye.”. Then, they end up meeting with Hideyoshi, Masamune, Ieyasu and two other boys that she can’t recognize.

She tries to pass through them, but is stopped by Hideyoshi, who tries to apologize again. She rolls her eyes and says that she has already forgotten about the whole issue and just wants to get home. Then one of the boys, the black-haired gorgeous one, approaches and looks at her with interest, a wicked smile on his face. He takes her chin between his fingers, not caring about his friends eyes upon them, and invites her to karaoke and maybe later to a more secluded place, just the two of them…

She kicks him on the balls. All the boys wince.

Hideyoshi tries to pick a fight with her. “How dare you do that to Nobunaga-san!” The awaited “Hideyoshi vs MC pt.2” happens and ends with the brown-haired boy passed out on the floor.

A silver-haired boy and Masamune are almost vomiting from laughing so hard, and MC just stares at them like the piece of shit they are. The black-haired boy, Nobunaga, is still on the floor, clutching his crotch with shaking hands and pained tears pricking on the corner of his eyes. Ieyasu has his mouth hanging open, staring at MC with wide eyes. Mitsunari is confused, and Ranmaru is awaiting her next move with anticipation. She sighs and leaves school grounds, swearing that one of these days she really is going to become a murderer.

She gets home in one piece, and is greeted by a message from her neighbour, Sasuke, who saw her arrival through the window. He is probably one of the only people that she can have a conversation without aging 10 years due to annoyance. Unfortunately, he studies in a school across the city, so she doesn’t really have a lot of chances to talk to him besides messages.

Sasuke shares a rent-house with four other guys that she has yet to meet, and he says that they are good friends. He is always inviting MC to hang out with them, but she always refuses the offer. Most of the time, it’s because she’s way too tired to stay up late to watch “Kenshin-san” beating some random dude, but she also is afraid of not fitting in. My girl has some issues. :(

This day had been more tiresome than the others, so she goes to sleep earlier than usual. She wakes up with a lot of messages from Sasuke asking if she’s okay, a lot of messages from Ranmaru and Mitsunari asking if she wanna meet before school (how they got her number is still a mystery)and, surprisingly, she has been added to a groupchat called “Azuchi gang”.

No.

She leaves the group. Mitsuhide adds her back.

Nooooooooooooooooooooo.

She spends the next three weeks trying to hide from the seven boys, who, for some reason, start to follow her everywhere. Everywhere. On the rooftop, behind the library bookshelves, between the outside bushes, and for Christ's sake she swears that she has seen Masamune and Mitsuhide smirking at her through the glassdoor of her classroom.

She just wants peace. :)

One day, Ranmaru drags her to have lunch with them and she kind of just accepts her destiny, too tired to fight. Then, one day turned into another, and another, and she started to have lunch with them everyday, getting to know them better. However, in no way she is their friend. She doesn’t really consider them friends, but they think the contrary.

For some reason, boys stop harassing her, one day appearing all beaten at school. She looks at them with an arched eyebrow, not noticing her acquaintances (as she likes to call the group) glaring at the boys behind her back.

Ironically, girls start to treat her worse, insulting her behind her back but loud enough for her to hear and hiding/stealing her stuff. She soon realizes that it’s because they are jealous of the group’s affection, so, to stop the new and annoying behavior of her bitch classmates, she stops hanging out with them, ignoring them at school and also their messages.

Unaccustomed with loneliness after weeks of hanging out with the boys, she ends up accepting Sasuke’s offer of hanging out. She goes to his house and she meets his friends, soon discovering that her headache will only turn worse.

Yukimura is an annoying shit. Shingen is a flirting shit. Kenshin is a killer shit. Yoshimoto is a fashion shit. Wait, fashion. Oh, wow. She kind of gets along with Yoshimoto, engaging in conversation about clothes and art.

Kenshin doesn’t like her until he discovers that she can kick ass. He loves her now.

She soon learns to recognize Shingen’s flirting lines as a way of being funny (despite failing miserably lol), reminding her a bit of Masamune and Nobunaga.

Yukimura is still an annoying shit. Just kidding dhuhduhdsuhsa They have an “I’ll annoy you until you start crying but if someone else do it i’ll kick their ass” relationship. It’s really precious.

They have their own groupchat, btw

Despite having new friends and hanging out with them after school, she still misses the other guys and feels bet about ignoring them. However, her things are still going missing and she can’t just point fingers and beat the shit of an annoying brat (despite wanting to). So she continues to ignore their existences.

Unfortunately, one day her backpack ends up in the school’s pool, and Mitsuhide finds out about the whole missing objects and bullying stuff. Despite wanting to tease her as a way to take out his anger on MC, he knows that she is sad and trying really hard not to cry, so he just hugs her. This way, she can cry without anyone seeing, right? ;)

The missing objects reappear on her locker, and she tries to pretend to be surprised. She doesn’t do a good job. She starts hanging out with the group again, and this time she recognizes them as her friends.

It’s almost weird how she has changed from “how should I kill you” to “heeeey, Hideyoshi-san, let’s go to that crepe stall after class”.

Hideyoshi thinks she’s cute, just like a little sister, and protects her behind the curtains.

She and Masamune are bffs, always playing around and annoying the shit out of Ieyasu, who tries to hide the fact that he thinks she’s a lot cuter now that she smiles all the time than before.

Mitsunari is her adopted son, thank you very much. If you try to mess with him, she might throw you off the building’s last level.

Mitsuhide is always teasing her, but is always careful to not go too far. Students once saw the two entering a shady alley, and due to their reputations, could only imagine the dirty things they were doing there. Excuse you, how dare you call feeding cats dirty?

Nobunaga thinks she’s hot. She also thinks she’s hot. They once kissed, but they decided that they are better as friends.

Ranmaru kind of has a crush on her, but is afraid of ruining their friendship by confessing it. He also knows about her and Nobunaga, but doesn’t know that they are far from a relationship. Poor thing. :(

She continues to hang with the Echigo squad, of course.

MC and Yoshimoto are bffs. They always go shopping together and share their opinions on each other's clothes. She vented about the Nobunaga kiss situation to him, and he gave a lot of advice and hugs. He’s such a good friend, omg.

Once, she went to watch Kenshin’s martial arts tournament, cheering on him the whole time. He tried so hard not to smile when he heard her shouts. After he won the golden medal, the whole gang went out for ice cream to celebrate the victory.

Shingen knows about the Nobunaga kiss situation, and makes sure that she knows how hard he disapproves of it. Sometimes she thinks that she has two overprotective older brothers, Hideyoshi and Shingen.

She hangs out with Yuki and Sasuke some nights. She goes to their house and they lay on the couch, watching whatever is going on on the tv and talking about anything. Yuki lays his head on her lap and his legs on Sasuke’s lap, so it’s a little hard to leave. Once, Kenshin got home from practice and saw the three passed out on the couch. Their expressions were so cute that he couldn’t resist from taking some pictures and sharing them on their groupchat.

The thing is: both groups don’t know about the existence of the other. lol

Echigo’s gang knows that she has friends at school, but they don’t think she’s as close to them as she is to them.

Azuchi’s gang have their offers of hanging out at night often refused by her, but they just think that she is too tired or has strict parents on her neck. Once, Ranmaru and Hideyoshi saw she hanging out with Yuki and Sasuke and got jealous mad, but, despite trying to follow them, they lost their track (thanks to Sasuke, who thought they were trying to pick a fight adshsuhdsauhdsa).

They didn’t ask about the boys, afraid of making her uncomfortable. However, they did share the news with the rest of the group. Overprotective friends on.

One Saturday night, she goes to the karaoke with Echigo’s gang. She’s having a great time, watching Yukimura and Sasuke singing shoujo anime songs with high pitched-voices while talking about school stuff with Yoshimoto and Kenshin (Shingen’s flirting with the waitress), until she sees her other group of friends entering the place. She waves at them, smiling, and the groups look at each other with surprise and rage.

Fortunately, it turns out that they know each other. Unfortunately, it turns out that they hate each other.

“MCCCCCC, you have been ditching us to hang out with...with...with these savages?!” Hideyoshi cried, grabbing her by the shoulders and shaking her in a desperate attempt of putting some reason on her mind.

“Um, excuse me.” Yoshimoto intervenes, snatching her out of his hands. Kenshin also gets mad and they all start fighting and talking at the same time.

MC goes back home.

Her headache got worse after that night.

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hidden-otaku-stuff · 4 years

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Different but the Same (pt 4)

tw: Cursing

Word count: ~2.4k

Rating: R18+/M

Omegaverse AU, Rating: 18+/M

Pairings: Iwaizumi x fem!reader, Ushijima x fem!reader

Summary: An unexpected encounter at the Inter-High tournament tossed you into a whirlwind. Being tugged between two males, two different packs, who will reign supreme in this battle for your heart?

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Ch 4: Seijoh’s Omega

“Iwa-chan, is everything alright?” The ace was drinking his water, the team scattered across the room as they took a break. He raised his eyebrow at his best friend. Iwaizumi simply grunted, bringing the bottle back to his lips.

“You’ve been really quiet today, Hajime. What’s up?” Mattsun joined the group now, tilting his head at the disgruntled ace.

An exasperated sigh. “Ushiwaka got (Name) to be their fucking manager.” A choking noise echoed in the room as Oikawa spluttered water everywhere. “Shittykawa!” Iwaizumi scowled, wiping his face with the towel that was draped over his shoulder.

“She’s doing what?” Oikawa wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, ignoring the mess he just made. “Since when?”

Iwaizumi sighed, looking over to their underclassmen. Kindaichi was practicing his serves. At the next court, Yahaba and Kumini worked on setting and spikes while Watari practiced receiving them. “Yesterday. Apparently Shiratorizawa has this new Omega program and they have to manage a club. Since she didn’t have one, the volleyball club requested her or some shit.”

“And you’re letting her?”

His head snapped back to the group of third years. His closest friends. Their closest friends. “She’s her own person, I can’t stop her from doing whatever she likes.”

“Yeah, but aren’t you worried about—”

“Of course I’m fucking worried.” Iwaizumi interrupted Makki. A scowl darkened his face. “She’s literally my mate, I don’t want her surrounded by a bunch of other alphas that could try and steal her away.”

Mattsun wiped the sweat from his forehead. “At least it’s her birthday soon. You guys will finally be bonded and you won’t have to worry about that anymore.”

“If I can mark her in time.”

“What do you mean?” A confused look crossed Makki and Mattsun’s face. Oikawa’s face darkened in realization.

Another grunt left the ace. “Her birthday is on a Tuesday. We were planning a romantic weekend for when we’d do the marking. If anything happens to her before that…” He trailed off, the aggressively bitter scent filled the gym. The others stopped practicing as they looked over in alarm at their senpais.

“Hey, it’ll be fine. She’s a smart enough girl, she won’t let anything happen to her before then.” Mattsun’s hand clapped his back. “You trust her right?”

“You know I do,” he grumbled. “I just don’t trust those idiots she’s with.”

“Didn’t you like one of them though?” Makki tilted his head.

“Tch. I don’t like him. I just don’t hate him. It’s their old setter turned pinch server, Semi.”

Mattsun clicked his tongue. “I’d hate to be benched as a third-year.”

“Good thing you’re here and not at a school like Shiratorizawa.” Makki laughed.

Mattsun frowned, stretching his shoulders. “Didn’t that setter from Karasuno get benched for Kageyama? It’s his third year too.”

Oikawa scowled at the mention of his kouhai. “Alright, that’s enough of a break,” he grumbled, crossing his arms. The boys all muttered their ascent with Makki giving Iwaizumi another reassuring pat as they made their way back onto the courts. Iwaizumi glanced at the door to the gym.

“Oh, (L. Name)-kun, what are you doing here?” Iwaizumi’s head snapped up at the sound of her name. A familiar (h/c) head poked its way into the gym. She sent the coaches a sheepish smile. It was a hot spring day of their second year; the pack and coaches were used to her presence.

“I know you guys are busy practicing, but I was hoping to drop off a present to the boys.”

Coach Irihata let out a deep chuckle, waving the Omega in. The noise of the ball brought Iwaizumi’s attention back to the practice match, though he couldn’t help but keep his ears pricked to pay attention to their conversation. “You’re always welcome to stop by!” She stepped in, holding a tray. “What have you brought us today?” A rosy glow settled on her cheeks. It was normal for her to bring her onigiri for the team, and even the occasional bento.

“Well, since it’s been so warm, I figured I’d bring some watermelon.” The whistle blew as the last point was earned.

“You’ve always had perfect timing, (L.Name)-kun.” Coach Mizoguchi laughed. “Boys, come over and greet our guest! She’s brought you a gift. You guys can have a fifteen minute break now.” The team made a half-circle around the coaches and the friendly Omega. Each greeted her in their own various ways. Iwaizumi couldn’t stop the grin that forced his lips up.

“For all your hard work,” she dipped her head, presenting the tray.

“Oooh watermelon!”

“You’re the best!”

“This is why you’re my best friend.”

“Shut up Mattsun, she’s my best friend.” Oikawa stuck his tongue out.

Iwaizumi cleared his throat. “I do believe she’s my best friend.” They all laughed, as each member took a piece of watermelon. Each person settled off in their own groups. Iwaizumi mingled, sticking beside Makki as they both bit into their watermelon. The Omega was floating around, checking in with all of his pack-mates to see if they wanted any more watermelon.

“Oh, Watari-kun, are you okay?” Her worried voice caught his attention, drawing it away from a conversation about their rivals. Watari was flexing his fingers, wincing. “Lemme tape that up for you, okay?” She carefully wiped the watermelon juice from his fingers as she pulled a roll of athletic tape out of her bag. With tender movements, she wrapped them up. “Is that ok?” At his nod, she finished it off. “There we go. Please let me know if you’re having any trouble with it, okay?”

“Thank you (Name)-senpai!”

She just ruffled his hair, offering another piece of melon. “Anytime, Watari-kun! And you don’t have to call me senpai.” His cheeks flushed as he looked away. Iwaizumi’s heart warmed at the interaction. His mate was literally perfect. Seeing her kindness towards him was one thing, but seeing her demonstrate it to her unofficial pack-mates? To know that she went out of her way to prepare them food and bring them treats like this...His entire body hummed; it felt like he was falling in love with her all over again.

The loud noise of the ball making contact with flesh snapped him out of his thoughts. He shook his head, blinking furiously as he concentrated. The ball was soaring back towards him. “Chance ball!” It bounced off Watari’s forearms, sending it back to Oikawa.

“Iwa-chan!” Iwaizumi’s feet moved before he could think, instinctively jumping in the air as he slammed the ball back down into the other side. He landed softly, grinning and high-fiving Mattsun who was beside him. Glancing back to the bleachers, another memory bubbled to the surface.

It was just any other warm summer day later that same year. They were in the middle of a training camp, and it was their break time. Iwaizumi was relaxing on the bleachers, pulling his lovely mate into his lap. She squealed as she fell into it, almost losing her grip on her rice-ball. A playful scowl crossed her face as she shouldered the Alpha, only for her jaw to drop when he took a big bite out of it. “Hajime!” She exclaimed, smacking him. “You have your own.” A soft pout replaced the scowl. He jokingly leaned forward as if to eat the rest only for the Omega to shove the entire thing into her mouth.

“You guys are so gross,” Makki rolled his eyes, eating his bento while standing in front of the couple. Mattsun just elbowed his friend, eating his own onigiri. The Omega had prepared bentos and another tray full of her onigiri for the team.

Iwaizumi laughed loudly at his mate; her cheeks were puffed up like a chipmunk as she struggled to chew. He couldn’t resist pulling her in closer to press a kiss onto her lips. A strangled noise escaped her as she choked. Iwaizumi chuckled, grabbing his water bottle. “We get it, you’re happy and in love,” Mattsun dead-panned. Oikawa made a noise of disgust besides the couple. “Thank you for the onigiri, (Nickname)!”

The Omega paused, gulping the water that Iwaizumi had offered her. “Of course, Mattsun! I love you guys, and I’ll always be here to take care of you all.” Her smile caused the alphas’ eyes to glow and their scents to warm up.

“About that….” The group turned to Oikawa who stood as he spoke. One arm was tucked behind his back. She cocked her head to the side, glancing at Iwaizumi only to see him beaming back at her. “You’ve been unofficially a part of the pack for awhile now.” He pulled out a teal and white bag. “Consider this your official welcoming gift.” She hesitantly pulled the tissue out, letting the jacket fall onto her lap. Her embroidered name caught the light.

Tears welled up in her eyes as her head swung around to look at them. “You guys…” Her voice cracked. She stood up quickly letting the jacket slip only for Iwaizumi to catch it, before she threw herself onto Oikawa. He held her close, rubbing her back as she squeezed him tightly. “Thank you so much Tooru.”

Oikawa stuck his tongue out at Iwaizumi. “Guess she’s mine now, Iwa-chan.”

“Shut up Trashykawa.”

“Ow!” Oikawa rubbed his head as Iwaizumi smacked the back of his head. The Omega tugged the rest of the alphas into a hug. Iwaizumi gently pulled away, draping the jacket over her shoulders like a cape.

“Welcome to the pack, sweetheart.” He hummed, pressing a kiss to her head.

The scrimmage ends with a blow of a whistle. Iwaizumi shook his head, rolling his shoulders back as he released the tension from all the spikes that he was doing. “Will (Nickname) be going to the Shiratorizawa training camp too? Or will she be with us?” His head snapped to Mattsun; his bottom lip was beginning to feel sore from all the gnawing.

He grunted, eyes glaring at the opposite wall. “I don’t know. We haven’t talked about it yet.”

“She can’t be with them! She’s in our pack,” Oikawa scowled, crossing his arms. His scent singed their noses as they all reacted to it. Mattsun threw him a dirty look, Makki took a slight step back, and Iwaizumi forcibly slapped him on the back.

“You act like I want her to go with them too,” Iwaizumi scowled. “It’s her graduation requirement, I can’t have her not graduate along with us. If they force her to go because of it, we can’t stop her.”

The sound of the door sliding open caught his attention, but not as much as the scent that followed. He whirled around, eyes widening. Clothed in a familiar teal-and-white jacket was a sorely missed sight. “Hi everyone!” The ball dropped to the ground as he darted over to her. “Hi babe,” she purred as his arms snaked around her waist, pressing her to him as he twirled her around. Iwaizumi buried his face into the crook of her neck, rubbing his neck against it as he let out a soft purr. Faintly he could hear the coaches call for a break.

“What are you doing here?” He mumbles.

“Don’t hog her, Iwa-chan!” Arms wrapped around the couple as three scents washed over them.

“Oi, fuck off!” Iwaizumi growled, tightening his grip as he swung his head to glare at his pack-mates.

“We missed ya, squirt!” Makki ruffled her hair.

“Are you really leaving us for Shiratorizawa?” Oikawa spat.

“I’m guessing Hajime told you,” the Omega sighed as she attempted to withdraw from their embrace. The others let go, taking a step or two back. Iwaizumi refused to move from his position at her neck. “Unfortunately, I’ll have to manage their pack until we graduate, but they promised to protect me. I promise, nothing will happen or change besides that.” She pointed to the door where she had set some bags. “I brought bentos!”

At this, the rest of the pack swarmed over. The others had been standing to the side waiting patiently to greet her, but they obviously couldn’t resist the prospect of her cooking. “Thank you, (Name)!” Kindaichi cheered as he brought the bags over to the rest of the pack. She patted his head with her hand before she wrapped her arms around Iwaizumi’s neck. Her mate pressed a kiss to her uncovered scent gland.

The food was quickly distributed, and Iwaizumi dragged her over to the bleachers. “You didn’t have practice today?” He asked as he pulled her into his lap, arms wrapping around her. She opened the bento, twisting so that she was perched perpendicular to him in order to feed him.

“I took the day off. I figured I would take some time to visit the pack before I couldn’t do it as often.” Their eyes roamed the gym together as he breathed in her soothing scent.

“I’m going to miss having you here,” he muttered, biting the offered piece of agedashi tofu.

“And I’m going to miss being here with you.” She watched as Makki and Mattsun made fun of Oikawa, who had grains of rice and a bit of sauce on his cheek. “And the rest of those idiots,” she added as an afterthought, stifling a giggle.

One of his hands felt the soft material of the jacket. “You look better in this jacket than that one.” She giggled at his words, placing the empty bento box down so that she could burrow herself into his arms. He pressed a kiss to her forehead. They sat in silence for a moment longer before the coaches called for them to practice to resume.

With a loud sigh, Iwaizumi pulled her into a searing kiss before he plopped her back onto the bench. She waved at him, beaming as she pulled out her textbook. He made his way back to the courts, stretching his arms as he felt his shoulder muscles flex. Oikawa came to stand beside Iwaizumi as they both surveyed the Omega.

“We can’t lose her.”

I know.

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rhetorical-ink · 4 years

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Haikyuu!! Top 5 Ships: Oikawa

** SOUTH AMERICAN SPOILERS BELOW **

Haikyuu!! is wonderful, in part because unlike other series, the sky’s the limit on how many ships can set sail and be embraced by the fandom. I wanted to go through some of my favorite characters from the series and my Top 5 favorite ships for them!

Of course, we have to start with my favorite “Trash King”: Toru Oikawa!

5. Kuroo x Oikawa

The rarest of the pairs in this post, but I find it hilarious that despite these two never sharing a panel of screen time together, Furudate loves to constantly sketch these two characters together.

Personality-wise, these two actually have a lot in common. Kuroo gives off that “con man” vibe in Chapter 401 to those around him, and Oikawa is constantly being described as putting on a “fake persona” in public by Iwaizumi. But, both former captains have the respect of their team and are great leaders.

These two together would be like two gossipy high school drama queens sent on a trip to the shopping mall together. Both physically exude that “sexy, too-hot-to-handle” persona, but in reality are a pair of nerds obsessing over aliens and docosahexaenoic acid. Maybe it would’ve been too much for the universe to handle had they shared a scene in the series together. At least we have Furudate’s sketches...

4. Ushijima x Oikawa

Okay, so I’ll be honest. I was not originally a fan of this pairing -- I mean, Ushijima’s practically Oikawa’s biggest rival outside of Kageyama, so how could anyone picture them romantically involved?

Well, then I read this fan fiction, and I realized that there could be something there. Unlike Oikawa’s dislike/rivalry with Kageyama, that basically stems from his jealousy and insecurity that his kouhai will succeed him as the better setter, Oikawa’s main rivalry with Ushijima is just beating him in a match. Sure, Ushijima aggravates Oikawa in the series by labeling his pride as “worthless,” but we all know how our Grand King comes back to make Ushijima eat those words later on, don’t we?

I think there’s an aspect of this ship that is similar to the Iwaoi pairing -- in that Ushijima’s stoic, genuine, and grounded personality is polar opposite Oikawa’s calculating, put-on, and often petty persona. Ushijima is basically the antithesis of Oikawa in the series, but as a ship, his quiet reserve opens up a lot of avenues for Oikawa to be himself and -- fan fiction-wise -- have a platform to open up and monologue his way through personal growth. It’s not my favorite ship for Oikawa, but after reading the linked fan fiction, I can see the appeal.

3. Sugawara x Oikawa

Okay, so this ship is just fun. There’s such a creative fandom with OiSuga, whether it’s them as Slytherin wizards in a Hogwarts AU, or as college roommates, or pretty much any scenario, there is so much creativity with this pairing, partially because of just how intriguing a concept this ship is!

I think the draw of this pairing is how different it is from the more popular Oikawa ships, like Iwaoi. Sugawara is a “team mom” kind of like Iwaizumi, but Suga’s personality couldn’t be more different than Iwaizumi’s. Sugawara has a fiercely supportive stance as a teammate, but he’s also a setter, and a calculating/manipulative one at that -- much like Oikawa. It’s canon that Oikawa nicknames him “Mr. Refreshing,” because he’s so different from Kageyama in terms of communicating and reading his team -- similarly to Oikawa, it could be noted. And you have two pretty setter squad members who are easy on the eyes, but have much more going on under the surface in terms of insecurities, pride, and goals as third years.

And you wouldn’t think that Oikawa would work paired with another setter, but since Sugawara isn’t a “Kageyama-level prodigy,” it gives Oikawa the ability to be the better player on the court, so his pride isn’t hurt, but leaves Sugawara available as the more emotionally stable, “cool” partner. Plus, the two can share their own insecurities about being “replaced” by Kageyama as the better setter, but Sugawara can shut down any trash talk by Oikawa if it gets too overbearing.

Basically, you have two characters who are more similar than they appear, but still have enough differences to be an interesting duo. It’s like if a sour patch kid and a candy apple hooked up. I’ll let you decide which is which.

2. Hinata x Oikawa

So...Furudate has laid the groundwork for this ship since the first time Hinata spiked that ball past “The Great King,” but it wasn’t until the Rio mini arc that we really got this ship to come into its own. Hence why I put a spoiler tag on this post, for you anime-only’s who haven’t been blessed with the greatness that is the Rio Arc.

Of any pairing in Haikyuu!! One could argue Hinata and Oikawa have done the most “shippy” things, with the exception of #1 below. I mean, they’ve:

* Taken the most epic, beautiful selfie together and sent to their exes rivals * Went on multiple dinner dates together (during the day and at night) * Are on a literal first-name basis * Played two-on-two beach volleyball together (multiple times) * HUGGED ON LIVE TV DURING THE OLYMPICS

I’ve wanted to post more on this, but Oikawa and Hinata actually have a lot in common, besides being Kageyama’s rival. They’re both naturally athletic, though definitely not “geniuses” or “prodigies” like Kageyama or Hoshiumi. They’re just two individuals who literally live and breathe volleyball and try to push themselves to their limits at being the best they can be. And their dynamic works really well -- Oikawa may be petty and snarky, but Hinata takes it all in stride and is a literal walking ball of unphased sunshine. Oikawa would probably think he has the upper hand in the relationship; at least, until Hinata speaks up and shows he’s not quite as naive as he appears. He’s just literally that optimistic/nice. One can definitely see the appeal of shipping these two similar-but-different characters.

While some ship it as just a “fling in Rio,” and some ship it more as a fantastically developed friendship -- I mean, Hinata went on to play for Brazil, so you KNOW those two kept playing each other in matches and at training camps -- it’s still become one of the most unexpected, yet welcomed Oikawa pairing!

1. Iwaizumi x Oikawa

Okay, so this shouldn’t surprise anyone. But yeah, Iwaizumi and Oikawa have been paired up since the start of this series, and for good reason.

There is so much to like about the pairing: The childhood friend aspect; the Setter/Spiker dynamic Haikyuu!! is so infamous for; how Iwaizumi takes none of Oikawa’s dramatic self and pushes past the “bs” to make sure Oikawa takes care of himself; how Oikawa teases Iwaizumi, yet is always by his side; how the two are so in sync, despite their different personalities; godzilla vs aliens...

...but I think I love best how they, similar to Hinata and Kageyama, are rivals who pursued their dreams: Oikawa making it to the Olympics on the team of his idol and mentor, and Iwaizumi as an Athletic Trainer on the team of his idol and mentor’s son. It’s so poetic, and I love in the final chapter that they finally get to face each other...even if it’s not “technically” against each other in a game.

This ship is probably one of the most iconic in Haikyuu!! and it’s hard to say anything that hasn’t already been stated, but I love it. There’s a reason it works so well, and Furudate has blessed us with all the hints and crumbles of canon for us fans to work with. Again, the greatest gift Haikyuu!! has given us is the fact that we can ship so many different characters together, and it all for the most part fits. ^^

#oikuro #kurooi #kuroo x oikawa #ushioi #Oisuga #ushijima x oikawa #sugawara x oikawa #Oihina #Hinata x Oikawa #Iwaoi #Iwaizumi x Oikawa #Haikyuu!!#Haikyuu ships #Haikyuu OTP #Toru oikawa #We love these volleyball idiots

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rayshippouuchiha · 2 months

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For the Kohai AU: Is the whole of class 1-A aged up or just Izuku and Hitoshi? And is Izuku training to be a Quirkless Hero or does he still have One For All?

I'm thinking the entire class is aged up.

Izuku has OfA and since this is Aizawa's first year of teaching A-Class has actually spent three years learning under Gran Torino who came out of retirement to help Yagi with his successor and then ended up taking on an entire class of hellions who have become the grandchildren he never wanted.

#Hot For Kouhai AU #RayRambles #BnHA #MHA #AiDeku

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fluffypeachwriting · 3 years

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Since gift-giving season is approaching, I wanted to start a little thread of everyone sharing their favourite fics/writing posts! ☆*:.｡.o(≧▽≦)o.｡.:*☆

I'm sure there are some people who have scoured every hypmic tag for new content (and I respect the grind) but I wanted to show some love to some posts or fics that maybe have less traction than others as well! Of course, if there's a particular fic you love that has a lot of hits/notes then by all means link it too! I think it's also interesting to see what genres or types of thing people enjoy reading. Also please give a warning if a post is R18, thank you!

I'll start with a few recs of my own!

☆ oh love, hand me that crown by nyavericked

I cannot stress enough how much I love this story, and how much I’m looking forward to the last update (writer, I hope you’re doing okay!). The characterisation within this phantom thief AU is so chefs kiss I can’t get enough of it. The prose is beautiful (especially one part I love but it might be spoilery to talk about right here) and I’m so glad it got reccomended to me.

☆ Boyz Sunshine by hoshi_ni_natte

An adorable little collection of BB moments, and I can’t get enough of it. I can’t pick a favourite, I love them all! Slice-of-life Yamada fics are the best, and this is for sure my favourite.

(R18 recs under the cut, minors DNI with the links)

☆ just another taste by endlessnight

Hot hot hot! The slight angst thrown into this spicy IchiSama one-shot is so good, I can’t count how many times I’ve re-read it. That’s all I have to say. I love it.

☆ Mayday, This Will Be Very Serious by lovehotelreservation

Doppo simps, come get y’all juice! I love love love this senpai-kouhai dynamic and how it’s done here. If you’re looking for a serving of sweet and spicy Doppo/Reader, here it is!

#once again I apologise for making more random/update posts than writing posts...#i promise i will upload some this week!#mod back at it again with the lack of content #im still here....!#hypmic

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handthigh · 4 years

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Soooo I may or may not have gone crazy and gone stupid and wrote a whole ass one shot fanfic of Tianshan in the office AU

ETA: this is now also available at AO3! (ETA 2: This is now a multichapter fic!)

Big thanks to the people over at Tianshan discord for taking a read and giving me the feedback. The fic follows right after this paragraph, with notes at the end of the fic.

He Tian (Work):

Little Mo, pass me a stapler (6:35pm)

Frowning at the message notification, Mo Guan Shan wordlessly takes the stapler lying on his desk and wheels his chair out of his cubicle to pass to his next door neighbour who grins upon receiving the stationery from the redhead. The reciprocity is not returned however, as Guan Shan wheels back into his cubicle to complete a report the supervisor had dumped onto him 15 minutes before the time he ends work. It is already bad enough that he is working overtime on a Friday while being the only one stuck with He Tian, the last thing he needs is for the annoying colleague to interrupt his progress.

The report turns out even more taxing than expected, further souring Guan Shan’s mood. He glanced at the time displayed on the laptop, “6:55pm”. Great, the report’s barely done and closing time sale at the nearby sandwich shop is already over. So much for a “quick task”, he scoffs bitterly at his supervisor’s words.

As if He Tian can read his mind, comes another text:

He Tian (Work):

Little Mo, are you cursing out the boss in your head again? (6:57pm)

Damn it, not another interruption. Glancing at the new message, Guan Shan cringes at the accuracy of the guess. Guilt quickly turns into irritation however, as he glares at the cubicle separating him and the culprit of these messages. This has been going on for about 3 months now, ever since he was assigned to be seated with He Tian at the corner of the office. The reason? The supervisor claims that only the short tempered Guan Shan is immune to the raven haired’s hunky looks while workers of all genders in their department are too busy admiring He Tian to work productively. Guan Shan tries to suppress his gag upon the memory.

First of all, Guan Shan does not appreciate being called short tempered. He just has little patience and a lot of irritation for mindless small talks and forced formalities, that’s all. Second of all, seriously? Of all words, hunky? While Guan Shan admits that He Tian is a looker because after all, he has eyes; but that is certainly an exaggeration. Sure, He Tian has the physique and face for the magazine covers, but he’s not that good looking. Especially not when he assigns Guan Shan that stupid nickname and constantly texts him for no justifiable reasons despite already repeating many times that he only wants to reserve the texting to a minimum and keep it strictly to work matters.

Wait, what the fuck? Why is he thinking about him again? Ugh, this is why he emphasises on keeping social interactions to a minimum! The report and the constant texting must have really gotten to him, because the next thing he knew, Guan Shan picks up his phone and types at his source of annoyance.

Me:

Yes, genius. Since you’re so smart and volunteered to OT with me, why don’t you make yourself useful and help me out with the report then you chicken dick! (7:05pm)

Normally Guan Shan tries to keep his temper in check, wanting to believe he is no longer the moody middle school boy that he was. Besides, this is the first job he managed to get right after graduating university 6 months ago, just in time before the recession. Thus, he is not trying to screw up an opportunity just because he got involved in some petty office drama. However, the combination of working overtime, growing hunger and unnecessary buzzing of his phone followed by He Tian’s unnecessary messages is making Guan Shan throw both caution and formalities out the window.

He is not the only one surprised by his own outburst however, as He Tian guffaws and rolls his chair out of the cubicle to meet the redhead, currently glaring at him and asking what’s so funny.

“Chicken dick? What kind of insult is that? Also, I dunno, I just thought you’d never asked me for help.” He Tian replies with a shrug and his signature grin.

He Tian is not wrong - Guan Shan seldom asks for help, believing that it’s better to be self-sufficient than to rely on someone else. Furthermore, it allows him to avoid having to keep up with forced interactions with others. But it’s getting late and the report doesn’t seem to be finishing soon, and there is someone in the office right now, might as well right?

“So are you going to help me or not?”

“Sure, anything for you Little Mo~”

“Stop calling me that! Give me your email, I’ll share the document with you on the cloud.”

So, here they are at 7:30pm, working in a shared online document together - cubicle to cubicle. Guan Shan mainly typing out the content of the report while He Tian formats, elaborates and adds any figures and charts where appropriate; explaining his rationale to the other while he works.

As Guan Shan sees the report transform before his very own eyes, he is now confronted with the thought he’s been trying to will away for 3 days, ever since he overheard the company executives discuss whether to promote He Tian.

As much as he hates admitting it, He Tian is talented and hardworking when situations call for it. Not only is he able to easily handle the tedious formatting that is typically required of such reports, he also goes the extra mile of further perfecting any tasks assigned to him. It also helps that he has great social networking skills to accompany his equally great looks, not only charming the other coworkers around them, but also clients and other company staff alike in network events.

Attempting to ignore the ache of admiration growing in his chest, Guan Shan wonders why is someone as good as He Tian working at an entry level job like him in a medium sized company when the latter can easily negotiate for a much higher salary in a conglomerate. What he heard about his raven haired coworker isn’t helping much with his curiosity either.

While Guan Shan prefers minding his own business, he also doesn’t live under a rock. He has heard the rumours - that He Tian had interned for various big names while he attended an Ivy League business school and graduated a valedictorian. He was also rumoured to be taking over his family’s multinational company branch in China while his older brother gets based overseas to look over their international branches. Yet somehow, here he is, working overtime in a too small cubicle with an aloof coworker who has nothing to boast for. After all, Guan Shan’s resume mainly consists of mediocre grades in a local university that is far from being a C9 League, one proper internship experience and multiple part time odd jobs to help him pay his student loans.

He Tian has everything going for him, and yet, why? Guan Shan is so lost in his own thoughts that he does not notice an arm reaching out to his laptop and folding it down, clasping his fingers that are resting motionlessly on the keyboard.

“Ouch! What the fuck?!” Guan Shan stands up and yelps in shock, spinning around to glare at the culprit. This proves to be a mistake as he realises he is face to face with He Tian, barely an inch away.

Suddenly, the room feels hot and all Guan Shan can hear is his heart rapidly beating in his ears as he sees a totally different expression from the latter: lips twitching up, high cheekbones raised making them even more pronounced, coupled with a pair of grey eyes sparkling and curving in childish amusement. Even though he knows that He Tian is laughing at his expense, somehow, Guan Shan could not bring himself to break eye contact, wanting to look as long as possible until he commits He Tian’s genuine smile to memory.

“Earth to Little Mo, I said I was done with the report and had emailed our supervisor, and was thinking of treating you to a sandwich as a thanks for your effort.” He Tian replies, amusement laced in his voice as he breaks the silence.

“...How do you know I like…” Guan Shan dumbly replies, still feeling overwhelmed by the close contact to even retort He Tian as he feels his face getting even hotter.

Breaking eye contact, He Tian steps to the side and fishes out his car key, hooking the key ring to his finger. As much as he finds his flustered colleague both amusing and endearing, he makes sure to give Guan Shan some space in case the other gets too stunned and passes out. “Well, who else in this office eats those except for you? So what do you say, it'll be my treat and I can drive us there.” He Tian says as he leans back on the cubicle wall, spinning the car key around.

“.... Uh… mm” Guan Shan nodded, feeling too light headed to speak properly.

“Let’s go then.” He Tian steps out of the cubicle, making his way out as he turns off the office lights.

Guan Shan’s mind is reeling as he follows He Tian from behind. Why is he suddenly reacting like this? Why did he agree to have dinner with him? Most importantly, WHY IS HE SUDDENLY HAVING SUCH THOUGHTS OF THAT ANNOYING CHICKEN DICK?

God, he hates working overtime.

Notes:

If you made it here, thanks for reading! I’ve been wanting to write a fluffier, slice of life office romance with Tianshan for quite awhile now - an AU with no mafia drama, no She Li being a creep, just coworkers dicking around and relatively normal problems here and there. I only committed after getting reminded of this official Tianshan art by Old Xian on the discord. Aside from 19 days, I also draw inspiration from a webcomic called Senpai ga Uzai, Kouhai no Hanashi. I’m a huge sucker of slow burn fluffy Tianshan where Guan Shan is initially annoyed at He Tian and slowly and reluctantly falls for him. Hehehehehehehehe *continues to laugh in fujoshi*

Not going to lie, I do feel nervous posting it. However, after seeing many Tianshan fics (they are good! don’t get me wrong) that doesn’t have a workplace AU, I thought I’d manifest it onto the internet space! Do let me know what you think, as I am considering expanding this into a multi-fic once I stop being lazy.

#19 days #he tian #mo guan shan #tianshan #fanfic #office au #oxian #old xian

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httpswwwtbhkcom · 4 years

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Killing Spree

Chapter 1- Newfound Friend

... Pairing: Momo Yaoyorozu x Reader [@httpswwwtbhkcom’s masterlist] [Killing Spree Navi] Summary: Momo is working at a Yakuza her parents’ owned. She had killed multiple people called her ‘targets’ since she was going to be the next Oyabun. After her last killing spree, her new target was named Y/n L/n. A beautiful young lady, the same age as Momo. She unexpectedly saw you on a dark alleyway surrounded by another Yakuza. She had saved you, then both became friends. She had liked you every second she has with you. Her parents had noticed her sneaking out lately. So they confronted her, That had let into an arguement.

Yaomomo’s Yakusa name is Creati

Warning: Some wrong grammars, mafia au, some swearing,

Genre: Fluff, some angst, mafia au,

Keys:

Y/n- your name, L/n- last name, Yakuza- mafia, Senpai- a person a year or more older than you, Kouhai- a person younger than you,

Names: Uramaya Sakuyomi- Your one of your 3rd year friends, Isetaki Nahiko- One of your Kouhai, Koni Mitsuyama - Favorite Kouhai,

A/n: I made some fake names for a reason too! I don’t want people to be confused. Anyways, Enjoy!

The characters are 20+ Years old!

Reader: Female

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[Y/n’s introduction] [Prologue] [Momo’s introduction] .. [Chapter 1 (You are Here)] [Next]

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You walked back to your apartment, thinking about what had happened previously. You tried to remember the looks of the girl. ‘She had dark black hair. Same color as the eyes. She was wearing a black jacket with some black pants. Must be a suit.’

You hoped to see Momo Yaoyorozu again. If that was her name correctly. You yawned. Right, It was late already. You slumped on your bed, you have college tomorrow. Working and learning is hard altogether, but it was worth it since that’s what keeps you alive right now.

You became hazy. Then you slowly dozed off, softly snoring.

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You woke up to see the clock at 4am. ‘Thank gosh i’m not late.’ You said to yourself. Before standing up to make breakfast.

You ate a simple meal since you have a few hours left before class starts.

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“Good morning Y/n!” Urayama greeted in a sing-song voice. You giggled, Typical Ura. “Good morning to you too Urayama.” You greeted back. Uramaya Sakuyomi is one of your friends here in college. Since you didn’t want to be lonely of course.

Few moments later, Urayama started to walk slow as you both get closer to both of your Class. You noticed this and asked Urayama why she slowed down.

“Uhm. Well...” She stuttered. You slightly tilted your head while maintaining eye contact. “I... uh.. how do i put this..” She asked herself. “I accidentally spilled my hot chocolate to our teacher and she seems pissed yesterday.” She quickly answered.

You gently patted her back. “It’s fine don’t worry, She won’t be mad anymore. She said it before ‘Forgive and forget.’” You said determined. She quickly stood straight, eyes glimmering in the process. “Let’s go Ura. We don’t want to be late or else we get detention again..” She nodded happily then taking the lead.

You both sat down to your regular seats. You thought that this will be a normal day. Luckily, The teacher was not as pissed as yesterday, What Urayama had said.

But when the teacher called you to answer a question. You almost embarrassed yourself by tripping, Luckily, it wasn’t noticed by both the Teacher and your classmates.

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“Senpai L/n!” A student shouted, you turned to see it was Isetaki Nahiko, Your Kouhai holding a paper. You stopped walking and told Urayama to continue without you. “What is it Nahiko?” You asked the boy. “Mitsuyama said to ask you if you want to join the Gardening club.” Nahiko answered while giving you a paper. It was a paper about the Gardening club and many more about plants. “Sure!” You grinned, The boy looked at you “Really?! Mitsuyama will be so glad you came!” He exclaimed. “I’ll tell her you want to apply! Bye Senpai!” The blonde said, while running to his friend. “Bye! and be careful!” You replied. You heard a faint ‘I will!’ and ‘Nahiko! No running in the halls’. You giggled before leaving to go to the next class.

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You went in the Gardening Club room, Mitsuyama, who had seen you coming inside shouted: “Senpai! I’m glad you came!” You smiled and nodded, greeting her.

“You must be the last one, Y/n L/n right?” A girl a year older than you asked. You nodded.

Then all of you went home after your meet and greet, and some activities taken by the new Club president.

You went to the flower shop and greeted the faces you saw. You quickly changed into your uniform then went into the cashier.

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At the infamous well-hidden Yakuza School (UA University?)..

“Can we visit her today? Kero.” Tsuyu asked. “Yeah! We haven’t seen her in weeks.” Uraraka whined.

“Seen who?” The duo colored haired boy asked curiously. The conversation had been heard by Momo Yaoyorozu. She couldn’t help but eavesdrop about what their talking about. “Oh it’s our friend! She isn’t like any of us, but she’s so nice!” Uraraka answered. “Seems like a useless piece of shit to me.” Bakugo scoffed. They looked at the blonde, disgusted. “You can’t just say that Bakugo! You don’t even know her!” Iida defended, earning a nod from the others.

Midoriya took a bite before answering Tsuyu’s question. “Sure! I kinda miss Y/n right now.” The word ‘Y/n’ had been heard by Momo. She quickly turned her head to the three people “Can i join?” She asked. “Sure!” Uraraka said while eating her food.

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Ding! That sound notified you that there were people inside. You stopped to whatever you were doing at the cashier and greeted them “Good afternoon, welcome to--- Tsuyu?” You said, quite embarrassed for some reason. “Oh hey!” You greeted them again. They said their ‘hi’s and ‘hello’s then Uraraka showed you what’s behind her. “We brought a guest with us!” She said. It was Momo. “Momo?” You asked. “Nice to see you again.” She smiled awkwardly. The three were dumbfounded. You both knew each other? “Oh that’s nice you both know each other already. Kero. May i ask how?” She asked both of you.

“We met when i almost got kidnapped. Good thing she was just passing by or else i’d be dead by now.” You answered for Momo.

Uraraka gasped then hugged you. “Oh my gosh! Momo thank you for taking care of her. She’s really clumsy and uncaring about her own surroundings sometimes!” She said. You blushed, shouting a ‘H-hey!’. Momo only smiled and looked at you. You looked breathtaking, under the golden hues. She wanted to stare at you until Midoriya got a text from Kirishima

4:27PM ~Today~

Kirishima: Hey Midoriya! Where are you guys? All Might told us that there will be a meeting today. Midoriya: Ah sorry! We just passed by a friend today. I’ll inform them. Kirishima: Great! See you soon!

4:31PM ~Today~

Midoriya sighed, catching the attention of the four people near him. “We’re really sorry but we need to go Y/n. I guess we’ll have to visit you next time.” He said, pretty sad he will be leaving early. “What? But we just came!” Uraraka whined, earning an intense look from Midoriya. She groaned, as well as Momo and Tsuyu. “I guess we have to leave now.. Please take care Y/n! Kero.” Tsuyu said. Earning a good bye and a sad smile from you. Everyone except Momo went outside, She gave you a piece of paper with her number in it. “I will.” You smiled.

“I’ll be waiting for our text then.” She said before leaving the shop.

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thinkinghq · 4 years

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how about being his college kouhai and getting stressed out then he helps you through your stress in “various” ways

Thx for the ask 💖

Yk what's still sending me? Kita being in class 7 (class 5 is college prep already) and having only 100's in his tests and even though he could have chosen a higher education path he just graduated from Inarizaki and started his career as a rice farmer... (ngl I was kinda like hmmm why? But he did choose to do something that he enjoys <3 so fuck climbing the career ladder bc everyone expects you to do something you really enjoy <3 thx kita and also cottage core suits him <3

Soo now for the actual writing (was lazy to proof read and like their is no sex in it ... even though the ask was about it ... sorry feel kinda dumb now and I didn't like edit it to make it easier to read maybe I do it tomorrow or maybe I just pretend I never wrote this hot trash ...) -> hinted 18+ ?, college au, embarrassingly self indulgent 🤕

Kita watched you all day you're running around the campus back and forth from class to class and going to the library in between your classes. You look so stressed did you even ate today? He asks himself seeing you like this makes kita feel uncomfortable he helped you with the time schedule so you can study without getting time pressure and if you have trouble with the material he is always ready to study with you. But you are not really having any of those problems ... you just have this paper you want to ace. Kita doesnt understand why you all stressed over one paper bc you dont got anything to do in the other classes? What Kita doesnt know is that feel jealous of him. He gets the full points in all his tests, projects and terms you wanted to be the same kita always smiles at you and says "next time" when you dont get the full points. Kita doesnt praise much and is quick to call you out but maybe it is childish of you to feel like this but seeing kitas face when you get a 100 out of 100 paper is maybe worth it? Kita sees the lights your dorm its Friday and you overwork yourself? He messages you before going to your dorm. You didnt even saw the message but hear someone knocking on the door is your roommate already back from the party? It's only 9pm. Opening the door "Kita?" "The lights were on and I thought I drop by. You move you're body to the side so kita can come in "where is you're roommate?" "Partying" "and you?" "Studying" kits looks at your desk books and papers were spread around "what ate you studying for?" Kitas eyes pierce yours and you get the feeling as if he's about to scold you "just a paper Kita I just wanted to prepare myself ok? I was about to relax anyway" who are you trying to fool? Kita saw through you like he always does "do you want me to help?" Kitas response trowed you of guard. He makes his way to your bed and sits on the edge on hand is peting you're blanket motioning you to sit next him. Walking towards him, you already know what going to happen slight excitement fills your body and you sit next to him one thigh touching his. Looking at kitas face you expect him to make the first move not letting him know that you know what's going to happen. " You know right that you could just do more harm than good if you overwork yourself right?" His hand is brushing your hair behind you're ear "yes Kita" "than let me take good care of you tonight alright?" He whispers in your ear and feel his hand is caressing your thigh.

#kita shinsuke #i feel embarrassed to even tag it 💀

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lovehotelreservation · 5 years

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Give Me Your Fior Di Latte - Seniority

Summary: Being the affluent heir to a flourishing pharmaceutical company, it was easy to say that he had access to anything and everything he could possibly ask for.

Except for what he desired most, so close within his grasp yet still so far away. His superior at work: You.

And he just couldn’t endure this any longer. [Business AU]

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: Reader/Fugo

HELLO

THIS IS BACK

I THOUGHT IT'D BE BEST TO PAIR THIS IDEA WITH MISTA'S AND I BLAME THIS PIECE ENTIRELY ON THE LEWDIE SENPAI-KOUHAI DRAMA CD THAT ENOJUN (FUGO'S VA) DID

IDK AT THIS TIME IF THIS WILL MAKE THIS WORK OVERALL A SERIES BUT ALAS IF THE TIME 4 FIOR DI MILKING ARISES

THEN SO IT SHALL

A R I S E

ANYHOW I HOPE U ENJOY!!!

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Another day, another country, another meeting.

And yet Fugo was experiencing an all too familiar bout of anger.

He was sure to read up on Japanese cultural etiquette prior to this business trip to Japan--as the heir to one of Italy's most prosperous pharmaceutical companies ought to do--but he still could not contain the admonishing hiss of his voice while his hands seized hold of a wrinkled, lilac-colored collar.

"What the hell are you wearing?! Where the fuck is your suit jacket, you idiot?!"

Having shuffled away to an empty business room, Fugo was not holding back his anger in the slightest while he shook away at a flailing and whiny Narancia, who served as the company's hapless intern while also being his closest friends from college. While Fugo excelled in his studies to be able to graduate in less than 4 years, Narancia was crawling through his 5th year and was in need of an internship to meet the prerequisites for graduation.

Lazy, stubborn, ever and easily distracted--friendship or not, this was the makings of an ever volatile working relationship between the two.

Such was the advice to never do business with one's best friends.

And now, here Fugo was, having to prepare and close an extremely crucial deal between Rinnovo Inc. and the board of one of Tokyo's most prestigious psychology medical group. The meeting was in 15 minutes. Rehearsal was supposed to occur an hour earlier, were it not for Narancia sleeping in after partying it up in Kabukicho the night before with other members of the team and having just now rolled in the same suit clothes he passed out in.

It was clear that Narancia forgot his portion of the presentation.

It was also clear that Fugo was about ready to slam his best friend face first onto the sleek, wooden conference table right beside them.

At least, just until he was reminded of the third presence in the room by the hand that gently rested on his shoulder.

"Panacotta, please--calm down."

It wasn't instantaneous, but the sound of your voice and the weight of your hand was enough to clear away the burning, hot red fury that was obscuring his narrowed pink eyes.

Though Fugo was meant to be an heir to the company, there was still much that he had to learn and experience on his own, even to just work alongside his father. The knowledge he needed would be taught by you, the senior manager he was currently shadowing at work. In a sense, he was on the same page as Narancia, the both of them following after your footsteps to better themselves as businessmen.

The first time he made your acquaintance was during his first year of college, having passed by the office to collect research material for a paper he had to write. You were sitting in the lobby, looking so nervous as you awaited to be called in for your job interview. Having just graduated college a few years ago, your beauty left him entranced, along with the bubbly warmth you exuded, one that was so foreign to what he was accustomed to in face of the cold and corporate atmosphere both at the office and at home.

His paper forgotten, he opted to instead stay with you, wishing to ease your nerves as best as he could while also wanting to get to know you better.

Truly, he hoped for nothing more than for you to get hired, now feeling inspired to take up an internship at the office as opposed to begrudgingly doing so.

Even when he happened to notice the golden band around your ring finger when you adjusted your portfolio one last time before offering your thanks and following the secretary to meet for the interview.

That same hand was on his shoulder now.

Sans one wedding ring.

"Captain..."

Those deep inhales you always advised him during bouts of anger were necessary.

Even if you never failed to leave him breathless.

His grip on Narancia's collar loosened as he turned to towards you, his expression beginning to soften while he faced you fully.

Your demeanor was calm, soothing, added with a small but sweet smile on your face. "What's done is done, so let's focus on how we can fix what's going right now, alright?"

Fugo took in another breath.

There was another matter that he needed immediate assistance with, something only you could fix, one that tore at him from within upon each passing day he was left to silently endure it.

He exhaled. "Yes, captain..."

"Still..." You peeked around him, a sigh released from your lips as your expression turned exasperated. "Narancia, you should really take more care, especially with important meetings like this."

The hard thud of Narancia falling to the floor on all fours followed, his head lowered. "Captaaain! I'm sorry I fucked up! I promise I'll do better next time! I'll drink margaritas instead of vodka when I go out!"

While Fugo found reason to forget finding peace and instead seize back his rage, you studied Narancia's physique while you considered what would be the best course of action.

Thankfully, the answer was simple as it was effective.

"Just be glad I decided to dress for comfort today, Narancia. Here...this should fit you since I sized up on it."

Fugo stiffened, his eyes immediately directing away from Narancia towards you, watching as you shrugged off your blazer before offering it his befallen friend. While your top was modest in presentation--not too much skin exposed--the material was form-fitting, made more apparent now that your blazer was gone.

While any moment spent watching you was pleasure at its peak, all Fugo could feel was the vicious sting of jealousy as his best friend eagerly seized hold of your blazer.

"Wahh! You're a lifesaver, captain!" Narancia cried out while rubbing his face against the fine material of your blazer. "I won't let this happen again! You can count on me!"

You began to giggle, reaching down to pat and stroke his head with delicate pressure before playfully tugging at his hair. "You better!"

And so Fugo had to take in another breath.

"Now," you remarked while smoothing down the front of your top. "I'm going to make sure the powerpoint is running properly." Taking a step ahead, you brought your hand to Fugo's shoulder, your expression warm and trusting. "Panacotta, please make sure Narancia's ready!"

He refrained from glancing at your ringless finger, his eyes wishing to never break contact from yours. "You can count on me, captain."

Your hand retracted.

Your feet stepped aside.

You left the room.

Though your scent lingered.

And Fugo felt cold.

It was an icy chill--an achingly familiar one.

He wasn't sure why of all times, but he was getting a sense of deja vu to when you had to take leave for a few months. The only difference between now and before was back then, your stomach was much rounder.

"I never wanna take this off. It smells exactly like captain!"

With no time to be bitter, Fugo was yanked out of his reverie, his head sharply turning to see Narancia still on the floor, moaning dreamily while nuzzling his face against one of the blazer's sleeve.

You weren't around any longer, and thus returned his vision of crimson.

"Fine, since you like it so much, I'll staple it onto your skin if you'd like," he snapped under gritted teeth, taking a few hard stomps ahead to drag his friend up to his feet by the hair.

Narancia let out a yelp, his violet eyes immediately narrowing in defiance before swatting away Fugo's hand with a grunt. He brought his hands up to his hair, quickly patting and smoothing down any disturbed locks. His tongue immediately shot out as he tsked, "Hmph, whatever, Fugo! Your younger age really shows you know!"

Holding up a finger, he proceeded to wag it while an all-too knowing smirk slid onto his lips "It's a good thing captain's already a mom and knows how to take care of brats like you--!"

Fugo immediately lunged to grab the stapler on the conference table.

It was nothing short of a miracle that the two of them managed to get ready on time.

But while Narancia was more or less prepared at last, Fugo's mind was elsewhere, having followed the trail of his eyes with every glance sent your way. Despite the composed expression on your features, he could tell you were cold from the air conditioner in the conference room. Your hand would reach up to rub over your arm every now and then, and he was ready to simply offer you his jacket.

Both for your comfort and to cover you up in face of all the other businessmen in the room.

After all, with the snugness of your top, the definition of your curves were outlined as was how profoundly supple your breasts were, looking still so full and big, as he was aware that you were still nursing your baby.

His attentiveness of you, however, was what caused him to be caught off guard by a question made by one of the board members. He was truly at a loss for what was said--context, his place in the presentation, everything. His eyes shifted to yours for a moment, seeing the confused, if not concerned look in your gaze.

A heat was beginning to crawl up his neck, one of embarrassment, of shame, and of frustration.

But before things turned disastrous, all it took was a quick intervention by Narancia, who was able to answer in Fugo's place, doing so to segue things over for you to explain instead.

Though there was relief, especially as Fugo scolded himself inwardly while returning his focus to the presentation at hand, there was still a lingering, burdensome feeling that he was in dire need of relieving in some way.

Much was presented, business cards were exchanged, hands were shook.

The meeting wrapped up to a seeming success, with the board wishing to hold a follow-up conference call next week to discuss moving forward on a joint venture with Rinnovo. From an utterly stressful, nerve-wracking morning to a lively and raucous dinner at a warm, smokey izakaya bar in a crowded Shinjuku alleyway, your team was in a celebratory mood.

Platters of grilled and fried delicacies covered the low wooden table that you and the rest of the Rinnovo's representatives were knelt before, all while each of you mugs of beer and cups of sake raised in yet another toast.

"Everyone did so well!" You chirped towards your colleagues, holding up your glass of water just before your gaze lowered down to your lap, your smile becoming amused as you continued, "...especially you Narancia! Your improvisational skills really helped us there!"

Having found much comfort in resting his head upon your lap, a flushed and grinning Narancia smiled up at you dreamily at your praise, snuggling into the blanket that was your blazer before responding with a slurred, "'Schank you, captain! Above all elsh, I din' wanna dishappoint yoo~"

"Well you're certainly being a nuisance to her."

Snorting right beside you was Fugo, who only rolled his eyes while he sipped his beer. For as celebratory at you and the team were, there was a standoffish, sour mood that he exuded, looking as though he wanted nothing more than to be elsewhere than here. It made you concerned, as you were certain that something was bothering him, of which you anticipated needing to speak to him about as a superior should.

Still, that was a matter for tomorrow.

In the mean time, you were about ready to depart. The hour was getting late and you wanted to return to the hotel, as you had plans to call back home before you turned in for bed. Wih you out of the country, your child was left in the care of your mother, who had been your main supporter in light of your current situation.

Fugo, having had enough with dealing with the drunken antics of Narancia and the others, offered to escort you back to the hotel. It was for the better any how, as the departure for the both of you was delayed by Narancia whining and begging for you to stay as his pillow, of which Fugo was quick to reprimand him for.

However, aside from that, he was quiet on the taxi ride back. You attempted to probe into what was bothering him, but he assured you that all was well and that he was simply ready for bed after a long day.

Feeling that it was better to give him space at this time, you did just that, wishing him goodbye at the elevators before he hopped off for his floor. Though you hoped that whatever was burdening him wasn't too serious, you anticipated getting to call back home and see how things were going with your child and your mother.

And so you stood before your room, reaching into your purse to take out your room key.

But it didn't take long for the realization to dawn on you that your room key was missing.

You searched through your purse over and over to no avail. Recounting your steps, thinking of all the places you could have possibly left your room key behind. The idea to call your colleagues came to mind, but you thought to do just one more thing before doing so.

It was why you were approaching Fugo's door.

It was why you raised your hand to knock.

You were here to find the whereabouts of your key.

But as the door swung open just before you were quickly yanked inside by the wrist, it would seem that Fugo had a much different plan in mind for you.

As this was going on, a blurry-eyed Narancia was trying to sift through a thick karaoke booklet, katakana and English letters melding together as he tried to find the track number for Snoop Dogg's "Sensual Seduction". With dinner finished, he and the rest of the presentation team decided to party it up even more than they did the night before, making their first stop at a nearby karaoke bar.

"Oi Ghirga, choose a song already!" One of his colleagues grumbled, waving his half-full bottle of Asahi around.

Scowling, Narancia shot him a look of pure annoyance, emphasized by his middle finger raising up in return. "Yer gonna make time for Snoop, orrr elshh!" Still, with nothing but moody blue lighting and a spinning disco ball, trying to make sense of the karaoke booklet was proving to be difficult.

Deciding to use his phone as a flashlight, he reached into the pocket of his blazer to retrieve it, only to come to a hard realization once his fingers touched over something far too thin.

Not only was he wearing a blazer that did not belong to him, he also realized something even far more important as he proceeded to yelp out, "Ahh I have captain's room key! I need to call her!" Drunk as he was, he remembered his promises to you mid-grovel during the morning--him swearing he would do better for your sake.

And him accidentally keeping you locked out of your room when you were ready to relax and make a check in back home was the exact opposite of doing such.

However, as he stumbled outside the room to make the call, you didn't pick up.

And neither was Fugo when Narancia called him afterwards.

His eyebrows slowly furrowed together. Usually, the two of you were quite responsive when it came to answering calls.

And if the both of you--now back at the hotel, with you lacking a key card--weren't picking up your phones, it could only mean one thing.

By his drunken deductions, you and Fugo realized how much fun you were missing out by turning in early and decided to go out and have your own karaoke night together.

Narancia smiled, proceeding to slip his phone back into your blazer before returning back to the room.

The two of you deserved some joy.

However, back at the hotel, joy was interpreted and experienced in different ways between you and Fugo.

"Pana...cotta!"

As your wrists strained within the binds of a deep purple Versace tie, you continued to squirm upon the king size bed of his suite, your face flushed and your voice quivering. Though the temperature of the room was kept to a chill, you still felt overwhelmed with heat.

Your business attire was once kept in pristine condition leading up to and all throughout this day. Now, your top was torn in half at the front, your bra and skirt tossed to the floor without a care, and your stockings barely clinging to your legs after being torn at the crotch. The flawless state of your make-up was left in ruins as well, most notably your lipstick, having been smeared after your lips have been subjected to so many needy, messy kisses.

The disarray of your clothing made you just so accessible.

And just for Fugo.

As heir to the company, he had to learn how to carry himself with confidence, to declare his presence just by walking into a room. And as he loomed above you, not a shred of clothing on his skin, there was a daunting aura that he exuded, one so powerful yet still so fragile. Despite the relentless and pounding pace of his thrusts, he still couldn't quite hold back the tender side that you knew quite well.

"You baby him too much, bella mia," Fugo hissed out with a ragged breath. "Why does Narancia always get your attention?! Why him?! Why always him?!"

Your mouth parted to speak, to try to sift through all the discord that ringing through his sense of mind, but with the tight grip he possessed your hips with while sinking the long length of his cock in and out of you, you couldn't get a proper word out.

His violet gaze bore straight into yours as he growled out, "I hate this goddamn company--I hate this future that's been locked in place for me. But you..." He trailed off, a glimpse of his yearning for you revealing itself. "You still are the only thing that keeps me happy and sane--even if it killed me every time you brought up your husband." The last part was near spat out with absolute vehemence.

You bit your lip. There was always some tension during the times when your former husband would be around, whether to pick you up at work, or to escort you to company parties. Fugo would always become a lot more reluctant to hang around you with your husband around, but for when he did stay, he was always trying to find a way to direct your attention towards him and him alone.

It all made sense now.

Fugo's hand relinquished one of your hips, the temptation to grope your full and supple breasts irresistible, having yet to satisfy his desire to toy with them from when he was stripping you down. Feeling the soft and heavy weight in his palm while the tip of your nipple gleamed with a drop of milk made his mouth water, even while he was still finally opening up about his feelings.

"When you were away for maternity leave, it was the absolute worst. So boring, so dull, so lonely! God, I hated it so much!" Unable to resist and further, he brought his head down to bury and nuzzle his face into your chest, his mouth eager to seek out your milk, a taste he had longed to savor.

Though he took his time with wrapping his lips around your nipples to draw out your creaminess as a selfish indulgence, he did not relent whatsoever with pummeling into you. In fact, in-between gulping down mouthfuls of your milk as he could, he continued, "But when you came back, I had reason to not hate my life as much--"

Your hips were released completely, now weighed down by his body while an arm hugged around your waist, "--especially when I found out that you and your husband separated--he's a moronic bastard for hurting you, but I guess there was some good out of that."

His index finger hooked beneath your chin, having you gaze directly up into him, keeping your face still as he spoke, his expression that of conviction and ever so longing, his voice shaky with desperation, "It's tough being a single mother, isn't it? It doesn't have to be that way, you know. If we just get married, you'd never have to work a day in your life, and I'd be more than happy to provide for our family."

If nothing was going to get you to finally speak out, those words would. Gasping in astonishment, you stared right up into his eyes. "Panacotta, please...! Think about what you're saying! This is--!"

"--everything I could ever want! If you ever end up pregnant again, it'll be because of me!"

A breathless roar.

Now both arms were locked tightly around your waist, just before he ravaged your core with a merciless rhythm that left you shrieking too much to say or do anything else, save for the walls of your core squeezing around his cock and coaxing him to orgasm, to spill all that he could inside of you.

This was impulsive.

This was a long time coming.

This was something he craved to do for so long.

He was far from done with you, by how he was still kissing over your lips and breasts in reverence while his hand furiously stroked his half-erect cock to entangle his body with yours once more.

And as he admired the mewls and moans you let out, the gradual silence of any attempts to get him to reconsider and think things through, the expectant and even needy look that revealed itself on your face as the night went on, he looked forward to when he would convince you to reciprocate the same feelings to his earnest murmured declaration of,

"I love you, captain."

#pannacotta fugo #jjba #reader insert #1 million reservations #fic #super freaknasty writing #management will return in a queue minutes

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Day 4 @takaritsuweek

University AU

First year, Teito University student Onodera Ritsu had been thoroughly enjoying himself perusing the shelves of the massive Central Library. But during his examination of the abundant titles in the many genres of literature that he’d lost himself in he’d started to get a very uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach. A slightly queasy flutter that brought a grimace to his youthful face. The eighteen year old rolled his shoulders trying to shake the feeling that was starting to give him chills down his spine and making the fine hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. Pressing his lips together as he tried to focus on the book in his hand, an old favorite by Sumi-sensei, but having no luck. That feeling got stronger and stronger he swore it felt as if he was being watched.

Tilting his head, as if stretching out his neck from having it bowed over the tome, he cast a quick glance from left to right. He was on the third floor of the library and there was a large bay opening that overlooked the ground floor, by the ledge of this opening he saw a man standing there dressed in dark jeans and a black hoodie that seemed to be looking his way with his arms crossed over his chest. He didn’t dare look directly at the guy for fear of letting him know that he had been discovered. The unknown man was setting off all kinds of alarms in his head and he decided to heed them by closing the book that he was reading and slipping it back onto the shelf in front of him.

Turning on his heel, he tried to act nonchalant and not the nervous wreck that he was on the inside. But he could feel the tension in his shoulders and the stiffness in his legs that prayed wouldn’t be too noticeable. He tried to walk at a normal pace in the opposite direction of the guy that had been not so secretly watching him and turned down the center aisle to make his way towards the staircase. Deciding that it was best just to stick to the library at Teito University instead of going to a public library where apparently weirdos thought it was okay to stare at complete strangers like a creep. Then again, there was a nagging familiarity that he was mixing up with his nervous adrenaline. God, he hoped this was all in his head and he was just suffering from fatigue from the move back to Japan from England where he’d spent most of his high school years on top of the weariness from moving into the dorm at the start of the Spring semester just a couple days ago.

‘It’s all in my head, it’s all in my head’ he mentally soothed himself as he started down the winding stairs to the ground floor. But he couldn’t help but think that he heard the squeak of sneakers on the floor behind him and then following him down the stairs. Biting his lower lip and worrying it between his teeth he took the chance of looking up and to his shock the guy was following him down the stairs but a good few feet back. A soft gasp broke free of his lips as he caught a blurred sight of dark hair and amber eyes that looked cold in the brief glance he took. The sight sent a jolt through his system that made him quicken his step to make a hasty retreat towards the library exit.

Before he could make it out the door a strong hand closed over his wrist and spun him around. The stale scent of beer and old cigarettes hit his nose and made it wrinkle up in distaste, was this guy a drunk and that’s why he was acting so weird?

“I think I know you…”

A deep voice washed over him, at least his breath didn’t smell bad, just his clothing, a hangover maybe? “I...I d..doubt it,” he gave a few jerks of his arm, trying to pull away from the guy but he held on tight, “l..let me go or I’ll call security on you.” he absolutely hated the stutter in his voice when he succumbed to his nervous nature.

“Ritsu? Is that you?”

The first year froze and slowly lifted his eyes to take a closer look at the guy, “H..how do you...know my name?...” the last part drifted off as he got a better look at the taller man. Dark hair, partially obscuring eyes that were looking less cold and more and more shocked by the second as the emerald eyed man stared back at him in dawning recognition. His lips parted in surprise for a few beats and then the younger man’s face began to twist and morph into a mask of rage and pain. “You…” he hissed, finding the strength to jerk his hand away, “don’t touch me!...” hissing with venom in his voice, “don’t you -dare- touch me bastard!...” through gritted teeth he raged, his voice drawing attention and gaining a few shushes from nearby patreons and attendants. He looked around and then back up at the man that had destroyed him. Whirling away and dashing for the door he slammed his way through and out into the city of Tokyo.

He thought at first that his eyes had been playing tricks on him again when he caught sight of honey brown hair flashing across his peripheral vision. Of course he immediately forgot why he’d come to the library in the first place and turned to try to get a closer look at the lighter haired male. He’d never seen Ritsu in street clothes but he could imagine the shy man wearing what he had on now. An olive green cardigan with a cream colored collared shirt underneath, a pair of tan dress slacks and brown loafers with a messenger bag slung over a shoulder resting on his hip.

It was only when he’d caught sight of those forest green eyes as the youth scanned the shelves oblivious of his scrutiny that he felt that telltale thump in his chest that had been dead for three years. ‘Can it really be him this time?’ he wondered, so many times Masamune had believed that he’d seen his kouhai out of the corner of his eye. This time though, he still saw him as he looked straight on as the younger had been looking through the rows of books. He was able to watch him for a while before it seemed as if he was leaving. Like hell he was going to let him get away without finding out for sure if it was his Ritsu or not. So he followed him, last night’s hangover just a dull memory that throbbed at his temples as he closely trailed the green eyed man.

When it seemed the other had finally caught on that he was being followed, his reaction made Masamune even more sure that this was the boy that he’d been searching for. That gasp, those already big emerald eyes widening even further. It was almost an exact match to his memories, except for his hair, tousled gently in his eyes instead of parted down the center. He had to pick up his pace to catch the other, finally grasping hold of his slender wrist before he was able to get to the door. He’d turned the man around to finally have his questions confirmed and then a reaction that he would have never expected from his sweet and gentle kouhai. Well, he -had- kicked him in the head, maybe he should have expected it. But, it still caught him off guard enough that Ritsu was able to make it out the door before he was able to take off after him. Like -hell- he was going to get away!

Ritsu’s feet pounded the pavement as he dodged in and out of the throng of people on the sidewalk. He didn’t know where the hell he was going, only that he had to get away. Looking over his shoulder, he saw that his former senpai was hot on his heels. It only made him more reckless, knocking into people and earning more that a few disgruntled shouts. He could hear Saga yelling at him, telling him to ‘Stop Ritsu, stop!’ but there was no way he was going to willfully be in the other’s presence, already plotting a transfer to a sister school back in London or maybe in one of the U.S. branches, “Leave me -alone-!” he screamed back at the man, distracted and nearly running straight through a crosswalk that was lit up red. Cursing under his breath he tried for a quick left turn but felt strong arms close around his waist and lift him from his feet. Kicking a flailing he fought to be free of the vice like grip that held him tight against a familiar broad chest, “Get off of me!” he shrieked in fury, Fighting against the hold as he felt himself drug backwards and then pressed into an alley wall. God, why wasn’t there any good Samaritans out there to put a stop to this insanity!?

Chests heaved as they stared one another down, the younger had his teeth bared in anger and the elder didn’t look all that pleased himself as he glared down. Furious green eyes burned into amber as the youth clenched his fists, seeming to be thinking of going on the offensive. The taller of the two just boxed the other in, not willing to let him dart away again.

“I just want to talk.” Masamune growled.

“I have nothing to say to you, except go to hell!” Ritsu hissed back.

“Why the hell are -you- so mad, I was the one that was kicked in the head and ditched without a word!” the elder countered.

“Well what did you expect you asshole!” Ritsu shrieked into the other’s face, “you’re the one that was using me like a plaything!” planting his hands against the bigger man’s chest he gave him a vicious shove, sending him a few staggering steps back, “thinking you could treat me like that, call me annoying and gross and then laugh at me when I asked if you felt anything for me, if we were seriously going out. I was nothing but a game to you, something to while away your time!”

Masamune stood stunned for a moment, but quickly rounded, “I don’t remember that last part and I definitely wasn’t playing with you or whatever you thought! Is that why you ran off? God what an idio…” before he was able to to finish what he was about to say he was shoved once again and Ritsu started to storm away.

“I do -not- have to take your insults, this conversation is over!” He hated that he had tears burning in the corners of his eyes. He just had to get away from Saga as soon as possible, drop an ocean between them again. Rubbing at his eyes angrily as he stomped down the street, heading in the direction he was supposed to go to get back to Teito University.

They were gaining more and more attention and neither of them seemed to care at the moment. Masamune chased after the younger, “Wait, I’m sorry okay? Let’s talk about this! I seriously don’t remember laughing at you! I was a brat in high school, I was probably just nervous or something!” trying to reason with the man.

“Oh, that makes it all better then I guess, huh?” Ritsu cast a glare over his shoulder, “stop following me!” he spun to face the man, hands clenched at his sides. “We’re done here, been done, now get the hell away from me!”

“NO!” he snatched up the smaller man in a crushing hug, “I’ve been looking for you way too long to let you just vanish on me again!”

Stale cigarettes and alcohol teased his nose and those arms held his stunned form pressed tight and close. His breathing raggedly puffing in and out of his mouth as his heart thundered against his chest. He could feel Saga’s heart pounding just as fiercely since he was being held so close. He finally started to process thoughts again and squirmed, “People are looking.” his face already flushed from anger heated further due to the stares they were getting, “Let me go…”

He was ill at ease to let the other go, afraid that he’d slip away somehow, “Promise that we can talk, for a little while at least.” he was trying to control the rasp of his breath as he held Ritsu close, not wanting to let that fragile seeming form go.

Grinding his teeth together in frustration as his cheek was squashed against the taller man’s chest, “Fine… but not here.” there was a crowd and he wanted to get away from it. “There’s a coffee shop close to here.” finally he felt the other letting him go. He stepped back and straightened out his sweater and adjusted his bag from where it had been digging into his shoulder. Glaring up at the light brown irises, he really didn’t want to do this but with the way the other was acting he didn’t have much choice. He just hoped he wouldn’t have to call the police, or worse his family’s security, just to make it home in peace. “Let’s put this behind us and then get on with our lives.” starting off towards the coffee shop at a sullen pace, feeling as if he’d just given a mile when he’d only meant to give an inch from the relieved expression on Saga’s face.

(A/N: This is going to be continued when I finish The Nightingale.)

#ritsu onodera #masamune takano #fan fiction #au #takaritsuweek 2019

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