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soubi122 · 7 months
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Look who's next! ❤️
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slttygeto · 1 year
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NO NUT NOVEMBER
synopsis: eager, needy boys are so good. the ones who have self control, though? even better.
c.w: overstimulation, dirty talk, oral (fem! receiving), dom! reader (second half), riding, subby boys.
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—lasts the entirety of the month: rocks your shit the moment it’s done.
you’ve tested your limits before around each other, coming to the realization that you were more than okay with overstimulation with him but this— this was too much for you.
your sobs were loud and clear, one hand pushing at his head while the other gripped the pillow for dear life as his lips wrapped around your clit and sucked hard.
“f-fuck— too much, ‘s too much please—“ your chest stuttered as you tried to inhale, hazy eyes locking with his own lustful ones. you were starting to think that he was long gone, too pussy drunk to be able to comprehend that he was pushing you beyond your limit. yet he somehow knew that you were more than okay with this considering the fact that your safe word didn’t even try to roll on your tongue.
“cmon i know you can give me one more,” two of his fingers slid inside you with so much ease, biting his bottom lip as he watched your arousal drip down his wrist.
“you’re fucking drenched— you’ve been wanting this as much as I have, yeah?”
your response being a timid nod didn’t help the man between your legs, a growl emitting from the back of his throat as he pressed his lips to your clit, his fingers setting an unforgiving pace inside your cunt.
“yeah, fuck I know you have. pretty pussy can’t get enough of me, isn’t that right?”
maybe you should do this more often if it meant getting to hear more of his filthy mouth.
haitani ran, mitsuya takashi, ken ryuguji, hanma shuji, kawata nahoya.
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—lasts about one week: he was determined! but he’s so weak for you :(
hearing him whine against your lips was something you will never get tired of. he sat on the couch and tried to busy himself with whatever was on the TV, avoiding even staring at your figure felt like you were being punished as well and for such a stupid challenge.
and so you straddled his lap with so much ease, the shirt you were wearing riding up to reveal that you weren’t wearing any panties under— and with how your pussy was pressed against his aching hard on along with your glossy lips, he decided that enough is enough. his friends can laugh all they want, he needed to be inside you.
“oh shit— oh fuck I missed this,” his head was thrown back, panting heavily as he stared down at your pussy swallowing every inch of him so greedily. he tried to hold back his moan, yet when your wrapped a hand around his neck and pushed his head back on the couch, he couldn’t help the whimper that escaped his lips.
“don’t you dare keep quiet on me. I’ve been fucking dying to have you like this under me,” whatever took over you, he was grateful for it. he’s never seen you be this dominant and honestly? he wasn’t complaining.
he tried to keep his cool, tried to thrust up into you even— yet his efforts went down the drain the moment you started bouncing on his cock and suddenly he couldn’t stop the noises falling past his lips.
“shit—ah, you’re so good—“ truly a pussy whipped boy. but this would teach him not to participate in such stupid challenges.
takemichi hanagaki, chifuyu matsuno, kawata souya, kisaki tetta (hear me out), shinichiro sano.
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spooky-bunnys · 10 months
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This is a special prompt for a close and sick friend of mine. Or my god as I like to call him lol. Here you go, enjoy Romie! @rome-alone I even did it with mermaids since I know you love them so much! Here's your husband Smiley lol
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Smiley huffed again. Watching the male on stage go on and on. He had been assigned by Kisaki and Mikey, to go to tonights auction since apparently a rare treasure was gonna sold tonight. His bosses were interested about the treasure so to speak. So here he was, watching the male in charge blabbering on stage.
Smiley rolld his eyes and looked at his surroundings. To his surprise, there wasn't as many gangsters or gang lords as he thought there'd be. He figured the place would be full of greedy people. But no, there was barely anyone here. Maybe the rare treasure was just a rumor.
Smiley looked at his watch checking the time. He's been here for over an hour already. He was getting extremely bored, since this wasn't like his usual assignments. He turned back to the stage seeing a piece of so called art on stage. It didn't look like art in his opinion. It looked like someone sneezed colors all over a canvas and called it a day.
This continued on for almost another hour. Before his attention was caught by a large object being rolled onto the stage. His thoughts were cut off from the male on stage, explaining that this is the last object up for bid. Smiley didn't think much off it. Until the cover was removed from the object.
It was a tank full of water, and a male with a tail?! Smiley opened his eyes. Shocked that there was a literal mermaid on stage. He stared at the male. He was absolutely breath taking. His beautifully long (hair color) hair. His creamy skin. His amazing (color) tail and fins.
He actually looked quite familiar. That was until his eyes meet the mermaids. (Eye color) eyes filled with fear. Smiley knew those eyes, he just didn't remember where from. That's when he saw the shell necklace around his neck. It was then he remembered who that was.
He was given a matching necklace when he was only just a kid. He remembers making friends with a resident on an island. He can't remember the name of the island, but he remembers going there for a vacation. A lot of the kids on the island didn't like him or his brother. But there was one incredibly sweet boy they met.
He would play with them, and didn't treat them any differently. Smiley had developed a crush on the male, but he knew it wouldn't last. At least that's what he thought. But now that he's staring back into the eyes that was so bright, now filled with nothing but pure fear. He lost his smile. His staring was interrupted by the male on stage slapping the tank.
Frightening the trapped mermaid even more. "Hey! Off the glass! Now for the final object for auction, we have this rare male mermaid. He was found off the coast of (Island name). Now let's start the bidding at let's say, hmm 25 million?" The mermaid squeezed himself in the corner of the tank. Trying to hid himself and not see the way they were looking at him.
Smiley felt his heart break. He raised his hand, letting the male on stage know he was bidding. That had started a war within the auction house. The price for the mermaid raising rapidly. Smiley could feel his chest tighten at the thought of someone else winning the auction. He refused to let them win.
"1 BILLION!" He stood up, hand high in the air. Eyes completely open, smile not anywhere on his face. The room was silent. Everyone's Jaws on the floor when they saw who had bid. Kawata "Smiley" Nahoya. An executive of Toman. The fourth executive if they remembered correctly.
The male on stage looked like he had won the lottery. Smiling widely and laughing loudly. "Anyone else? 1 Billion going once. Twice. SOLD!" He felt like the air had finally been returned to his lungs. Smiley grinned and made his way to the stave. Everyone just watched him, confused on why he'd pay so much for the mermaid.
Once he made it on stage, he could completely see him. The way he was trembling. Trying to make himself as small as he could in the corner of the tank. It broke him. He bent down and carefully placed his hand on the Gass. "Hey. It's okay. I'm gonna get you out of here okay? I won't let anything hurt you again."
The mermaid made a trill sound and slowly placed a hand against the other side. Smiley nodded and turned to the man leading the auction house. "Can I take him now?" The said male shook his head before walking close to them. "I need payment first before you can leave with him." Smiley rolled his eyes and pulled out his phone. After a few clicks he turned to the male.
"Alright. I sent it to the auctions account. Now I'm taking my prize and leaving." He motioned one of the guard forward. Explaining how he wanted the male delivered to his house. Giving him the address before motioning another forward. "I need you to go and get the best tank. Along with whatever else a mermaid would need."
When he made it to his and his brother mansion, he expected the guards to already be there. But to his surprise his brother was pacing on their front steps. He paused confused and slightly concerned. "Souya what's going on?" The younger twin turned and began explaining, how a guard had showed up with a male wearing nothing but a necklace and covered with a blanket.
He then went on to explain how he had sent the guard away. "Nahoya what exactly did you do at that auction house?" His brother demanded. Smiley gave off his signature grin. "I saved an old friend of ours." He held up the necklace and Souya's face lit up. "The male was wearing that exact necklace!"
Smiley then explained what happened at the auction. While he was explaining the brothers had entered the mansion. Making their way to where the younger twin had left the other male. When they arrived the "mermaid" was standing by a large window. Looking up at the stars. Smiley motioned his brother to stay before slowly making his way over.
"Hey. I forgot to ask for your name. I don't know if you remember us, but we had met when we were kids. I'm Nahoya and that's Souya. See look. You even gave me a matching necklace to yours." He held up the necklace and it was like the mermaid had been given a pearl. He lit up and threw himself at the other male. Talking in a language neither brother could understand.
But the way he was rubbing his face against the older twin, they could semi understand what he was doing. He was happy to see the twins but also thanking the older twin for saving him. Nahoya could only smile wider and hug the other male. He promises that he will now do everything to protect him.
It's been a few months since (Name) had joined the Kawata household. When he could finally speak some Japanese he had told them his name. Well he's learning Japanese while the twins are trying to learn mermaiden. Which is easier said then done. Right now (Name) was swimming in the indoor pool, while Nahoya was relaxing on a float in the pool.
Souya had been assigned a new mission. So it was just them today and (Name) had mentioned he needed to swim. So here they are in the indoor pool. The twins had decided to turn their indoor pool into (Name)'s own mini ocean. So every once and a while he'd place a pearl on Smiley's float. Smiley would just thank the male with a bright smile and watch him swim away.
He didn't think much of it honestly. But he was getting quite a pile of pearls. He slowly pushed the pearls back into the water. Not noticing the heart broken expression on (Name). After that (Name) didn't go near the older Kawata. Smiley confused had asked his brother when he came back about it.
That's when the younger informed him that, that was the mermaids way of proposing to the older twin. Smiley then understood why (Name) was avoiding him. So in turn the smiling male bought (Name) a beautiful (color) pearl ring. He thought that, maybe by proposing to the mermaid in his own way, the mermaid would forgive him.
Well he was forgiven but (Name) was pouting for almost 2 months after that.
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macsimagines · 9 months
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Yandere!Hakkai Shiba w/ an S/O he 'bought'
(I was sick of waiting for him to win the polls and wrote this myself. OOPS. Angsty too. Set in the timeline that Hakkai became the leader of the blackdragons.)
TW: NSFW Minors DNI, Yandere behavior, Coercion, Manipulation, mentions of possible Prostitution.
Your family is in debt. Huge debt. And you have no choice but to try and sell yourself to save them.
Searching for some kind of work you figure out the best way to make back the money they owe is a 'Host' club ran by a man named Nahoya Kawata.
The process is exhausting, they almost don't hire you. You're very shy despite your pretty face and they don't think you'll be a good fit until they hear you're a virgin.
You should have never said anything but you just blurted it out when they asked. Suddenly Nahoya himself contacts you and explains he knows your situation.
He says people will pay top dollar for a young virgin that is as pretty as you. You'll have to comply with some blood tests and a screening to make sure you're telling the truth but that if the results come back good, he can make sure your families debt is payed off within the year.
Its all a lie of course, as soon as your virginity is gone he'll make sure you're stuck with him for the next five years until you're all used up.
But then Hakkai Shiba sees you. He tells Smiley he likes your pretty face, and Nahoya tells him you're a new contracted girl working for him. He explains your situation to him and Hakkai asks to have you entertain him.
Surprisingly, he doesn't want sex. Just wants something pretty and innocent on his arm for one night to make him seem more menacing in comparison.
What he doesn't expect is to fall in love. Your gentle touches, your sweet voice, the genuine concern you have for him when he gets rough with some punk he tried to make a deal with.
You're too good for this. All of it. And he's sick to his stomach to think how Smiley is going to turn you out.
He then buys out your contract. Pays off your families debt. Smiley tells you what happened and now Hakkai owns you. Nahoya has a new contract drawn out for you, and you sign it without looking at it.
That night, Hakkai is quiet, as he slowly pulls you towards the bed. Loves the pure white lingerie you're wearing. Probably courtesy of Smiley.
Lays you down on the bed, and kisses your lips lightly then trails kisses all the way down to your panties. His rough hands run up and down your legs and finally takes the garment off, pulls your thighs apart and stares down at his meal.
You weren't expecting him to start licking you up and down. You thought it would be the other way around. But he expertly eats you out with long strokes of his tongue, gently inserts a few fingers when you start to get nice and slick, groans at all your whimpers and loves knowing you're never going to be touched like this by any one else.
Takes your virginity, and you don't know what's worse. The fact that a man you know to be a murderous gangster had your first time, or the fact that he was so kind and gentle with you that you actually enjoyed it.
He's big- No, he's huge. But you came on his tongue and fingers and for whatever reason having him fill you inch by inch, raw, felt so amazing. You can feel your pussy pulse around his girth, and you swear you can hear him gasp when you clench around him...
You feel him fill you up, and can't even force yourself to stay awake while he actually goes down on you again. Licking you clean with his own cum leaking out of you.
Hakkai never says one word to you...
Congratulations! The Leader of the Black Dragon Sect is now your sugar daddy. And even though he says he's going to help you, you feel like you're sinking more and more into debt.
Hakkai is also stark quiet with you. In his head he thinks you two are slowly falling in love and that you understand the depths of his affections. But you don't understand why a man who only speaks two words to you, Yes and No, when he sees you is paying for your nice apartment and nice clothes....
The paranoia is eating away at you. He's going to want something from you, not just your little hands on his arm and for you to have sex with him occasionally... even if its so amazing.
But Hakkai insists he just wants you with him. Here a new handbag. His sister told him this is a good brand. What about some diamonds for your neck? You're so pretty...
Eventually you tell him, you want to get a job. Pay him back in a real way. Your breaking his heart baby, he doesn't want you to go anywhere. Don't you know he loves you? Don't you know you're married?
You're once again shellshocked. That's not possible, you'll tell him, he just bought out your contract and had you sign a new one right!?
Through his tears and sniffles Hakkai pulls out the contract that Smiley had you sign and that's when you realize it was never a fucking agreement or contract of any kind. It was an incredibly detailed and thorough unbreakable marriage license.
"I-I had no idea!" you tell him, feeling yourself about to cry but for very different reasons, "S-smiley didn't tell me! Pl-please Mr.Shiba you have to-!"
He grabs you and wraps you in a crushing embrace, his huge form needing to bend just so he can fully hold you.
"D-Don't call me Mr.Shiba. I'm Hakkai. I'm your husband. You're my wife."
You can feels his tears fall onto where his head is buried in your shoulder, you see the way his own shoulders shake as he cries.
"Please, I'll be good. I swear I'll be good. We'll be a real married couple. Just please...don't leave me.
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lightupmyass · 2 months
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Drive Me Fucking Crazy
Pairing: Nahoya Kawata x OC (Unmei or reader)
Warnings: Slight aggression, little bit of angst, little bit of make up sex, established relationship, possessiveness, lots of dirty talk, slight breeding at the end, rough, Nahoya just being dirty and making her know she belongs to him
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It had been two weeks. Two weeks since he touched her. Her overly sexual boyfriend never went this long without kissing her, groping her, or pinching her to tease her. It made her scared that she might be the problem, maybe he just wasn’t in love with her, maybe she was ugly now or something like that. She’d looked at herself in the mirror a million times, wondering what it might be. Maybe he was bored of her? Maybe she was too plain looking? It could’ve been a million things, she couldn’t possibly pick just one thing. But, an idea formed in her head that she figured might work. She went out and bought the cutest little lingerie set, a pretty pale peach color with lace and a matching sheer robe with a silky ribbon to tie it together. She was sure this would work, make him at least look at her. She felt confident, twirling in the mirror and feeling good about herself. And when she heard the door open, she knew it was her chance, peaking out from their bedroom door as she watched him walk in, a smile creeping into her lips.
“Fuck!” He shouted, throwing his backpack at the wall before roughly tugging his hat of, trying to rip his hair tie on it and groaning in frustration when it got tangled, as it always did. “Dammit!” He yelled, trying to yank it out. Her smile faded, realizing that it was another fruitless night as she sighed, opening the door and walking over, dejected. “Hey, let me help. You’re gonna rip your hair out.” She said softly, reaching up to stop his hands. He huffed, going over to sit on the couch so she could carefully untangle it from behind, crossing his arms like a child as he grumbled. “Stupid fucking curls. Always get stuck in shit and ruin fucking everything.” He groaned. She finally got it out, patting the top of his head softly as he kept ranting about how much he hated his hair. At this point, she already knew her plan had failed, so if she was going to have to sit through another night of him either venting or ignoring her completely, she was going to get through it drunk. She grabbed some whiskey and two glasses, putting ice in them and setting them on the coffee table, pouring the amber liquid into them and handing him one as she sat down next to him, downing hers in one gulp and pouring more. He also drank it in one gulp, getting up and sighing. “I’m going to shower.” He said, the grin he always wore contrasting the dark, irritated tone in his voice as he left her by herself with the alcohol.
It was hopeless, no matter what, she knew tonight was not going to be the night, and she didn’t know what else she could do to get him to even look at her. He hadn’t even looked at the outfit she got, and it made her see red. She went through so much to look cute so he would at least acknowledge her, and he couldn’t even spare her a glance? The longer he spent in the bathroom, the more she was able to drink until the room started swaying a bit. When the bathroom door opened, she was already lost in a trance as she watched the TV silently, Nahoya sitting down next to her and huffing as he towel dried his hair. She was hyper aware of the fact he was shirtless, smelling nice and fresh from his shower, skin still warm as she unconsciously reached out for his arm, trailing her fingernails along his skin. “Mm…you smell good…” She hummed, resting her head on his shoulder. “Well duh, I just fucking showered. You’re drunk. You’re too warm.” He mumbled, pushing her off of him. Her jaw dropped, lips forming a pout as she put her hand over his, placing it on her bare thigh and moving it up and down. “Baby, just tell me what’s wrong. Every night you come home and you’re so mad, I just want to help you feel better. Can’t you just look at me at least?” She begged, pushing her breasts together with her arms, hoping that’d get his attention. “Jesus fuck, can I not have some time to myself? I busy my ass all fucking day at the shop, gotta cook all the food by myself, I just want some peace and fucking quiet when I get home. Is that really too much to fucking ask?” He huffed, tearing his hand away from her, still not even looking at her.
She was frozen. The shock and pain she felt from his words were enough to send her over the edge, jaw tightening as she got up. “Fine. I’m going to bed. Fucking stupid. Should’ve known better than to think you’d actually fucking give a shit.” She huffed, getting up and bending over a bit to grab the bottle and take it with her. Those words, that was the final snap for him, making him look at her and finally see what she was wearing, her ass on full display in front of his face. But, he couldn’t pay attention to that when her words struck a nerve. “The fuck is that supposed to mean?” He asked, titling his head to the side as he looked up at her. “Nothing. It means fucking nothing. Good night.” She sighed, turning to walk away.
“Nah nah nah, we ain’t doin’ that.” He tsked, keeping her in place, still bent over as he stood up, putting his hands on her hips. “Hoya, let go.” She grumbled, trying to stand up and wiggle out of his grasp. However, he put his hand between her shoulder blades and pushing her back down, her back arching as she pressed back into him due to her lack of balance. “What’s all this, huh? You put all this on to give me a little show? What, you go a couple days without my dick and you turn into a bitch?” He hummed, his eyes scanning over her back, watching the way her ass jiggled when he pulled it back harshly against him, making her yelp. “Let go of me! It hasn’t been days, it’s been weeks. Too fucking busy all the time to even look at me, so if you won’t play with me, I’ll go do it myself.” She huffed, struggling against him. He laughed loudly, pulling her up and turning her around. ‘You’re gonna go do it yourself, huh? That’s what you think? Fine, let’s go.” He taunted, grabbing her hand and pulling her into the bedroom, flinging her onto the bed. “Hoya! What the hell?” She cried out, scooting to the top of the bed as he leaned against the dresser, crossing his arms. “You wanna do it yourself, go right ahead. I bet you can’t even make yourself cum, let alone cum as hard as you do when I fuck you.” He said, his signature smile fading a bit as his eyes opened slightly, peering at her with slight malice. The fact that he had the audacity, that he could stand there so confidently, like she can only feel pleasure from him, that made her even angrier, making her get up and try to push him to the side to get into the dresser. “Move.” She huffed, nudging him. When he wouldn’t budge, she threw her hands in the air, engraved at this point. “Nahoya, move so I can fucking get my shit!” She shouted, the shit eating grin coming back. “Nope. You don’t get to use those. You said you’d go fuck yourself, toys aren’t allowed.” He told her, making her gasp. “That’s not fucking fair! Fuck you, Nahoya! Such a fucking ass!” She shouted, turning around.
“No, you know what’s not fucking fair? What’s not fair is that I have to bust my ass all day every day just to come home and have you instantly clinging to me! Do you know how fucking annoying it feels to just want to shower and relax and you’re glued to my side? When I come home, I just want to clean all the nasty shit off me and you won’t stop fucking touching me!” He admitted, her heart sinking as she sat on the edge of the bed. “What, do you think I just sit around and do nothing all day? I work too, you know. And when I come home, I wanna relax too, and I want to help you relax.” She told him, making him scoff. “Being Mitsuya’s assistant isn’t fucking work. That’s not hard. You sit around and watch him work and make coffee. You don’t actually do anything, that’s not a real fucking job.” He spat, making her gasp. “Are you fucking serious? I schedule events, I call people every day, I research, I do fucking everything except the designing in that studio! You know what? I’m fucking done.” She huffed, going to the closet. “What do you mean you’re done? I’m still fucking talking to you.” He shouted as she shook her head. “I’m done talking to you. If you wanna bitch and whine about me just trying to help you, then I won’t anymore. You can have your fucking alone time. I’m out of here.” She huffed, throwing clothes into a bag. She wasn’t sure where she was going, but she sure as hell wasn’t going to stay here and be told that he hated the way she tried to show him affection.
His head was fuming, his heart hurting as he watched her pack. He couldn’t let her leave, there was no way. How could he give her the attention she needs when he was too exhausted after each work day? How could she even think about leaving him after everything he’s done for her? He loved her, for fucks sake, and all he asked for was a couple of minutes to himself when he got home, and now she’s fucking leaving him over that? No way, he wasn’t going to let that happen. As much as he hated to admit it, he knew it’d been far too long since he’d had the energy to give her what she needed, but he had the energy today, and he was going to use it, especially now that blood was pumping in every part of his body, especially where he needed it to. Hands were on her hips in an instant, pulling her back as she dropped the clothes, her body jolting upright as she felt him pressing into her, his cock hard in his pajama shorts. “Let go.” She huffed, her chest heaving as she tried to ignore it and stay mad, the alcohol making her hyper focus on it instead. “Aw, what’s the matter? You’re just gonna walk out on me? Dressed like that? You really think I’m gonna let anyone see MY baby dressed like that?” He hummed, trailing his hand over the front of her body, starting at her throat to lean her head back against his shoulder and moving down, over her breasts and down her tummy until it slipped between her thighs, pressed tight together. “This is what you’re so mad about, ain’t it? That I haven’t touched you, that I haven’t been dicking you down every night lately? So, if I fuck you, you’ll shut the fuck up, right?” He asked, his lips right next to her ear, her eyebrows furrowing as she tried to focus not in the way the unusual baritone in his voice gave her goosebumps and more on the fact that he was still acting like an ass. “You don’t get it. Just let me go, Hoya.” She pouted, tilting her head to the side as she felt his lips brush over her skin.
Her words fueled him, they way she said to let her go even though he could hear the breathlessness in her voice, the way he could just know her eyelids fluttered shut as she trembled under his touch. “I don’t get it, huh? I think I do, though. Pretty baby’s just so fucking needy that she can’t handle a couple weeks so her man can start up his dream business? That right?” He hummed, moving them slowly to the edge of the bed and bending her over, his hand flat on her back as he rubbed against her. “Just so fucking cock hungry that she had to buy this little get up just so she could tempt me to stuff her little pussy so full, isn’t that right? It’s pretty. Like this lil ribbon.” He chuckled, pulling the silk out off and grabbing her wrists, holding them behind her back and tying them together. “Hoya, what are you-ow!” She squealed as his hand slapped against her ass, so hard it left a small print. “Fuck, you drive me fucking crazy, you know that? Piss me off one second and make me hard the next. Feel it? Ain’t this what you’ve been wanting, baby?” He taunted, rubbing against her core as she stood on her tiptoes, eyes rolling back at the friction. She couldn’t help the way her body shook as he brushed up against her just right, burying her face in the blankets to muffle the whimper she couldn’t hold back. “Yeah, this is what you fucking want. Just say it and I’ll give it to ya. Say ‘I was only a bitch because I wanted your dick.’ And you’ll get it.” He laughed, her eyes widening. “I am not being a-ah! Fuck!” She yelped, lurching forward as he thrust hard against her, hearing their skin slap as her backside bounced against his abdomen. “Fuck! Okay, I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Please, Hoya, I just wanna feel you, I wanna be close to you, wanna show you how much I love you. That’s all I wanted to do. Just wanted to love you.” She whimpered, holding back a sob as tears started staining the blanket. He stood still as he looked down at her, frowning as he heard the little hiccups. He moved them a bit, arching her back more and pulling himself out of his pants, lining up with her entrance and rubbing over it, thankful she gets wet when she’s drunk.
He leaned forward, slipping his hand around her neck and pulling her up against him and gripping her throat, gently as he pushed into her, hearing her moan loudly next to his ear as he sunk all the way in. He groaned low, his head falling forward as his fingers found their way to her lips, slipping into her mouth as her tongue swirled around them. He pulled out with a shaky breath before giving an experimental thrust, making her moan again as her mouth hung open with his fingers still on her tongue. “Fuck, that’s it. Pussy’s always so good for me. Feel so fucking good, baby.” He moaned, kissing her cheeks and he started moving, sliding in and out of her. Her brain instantly went numb, eyes rolled back and drool leaking from her tongue as she moaned uncontrollably. She knew she was needy, but she didn’t know just a few thrusts after so long would have her seeing stars already. He didn’t want to admit it, but he missed the way she clamped around him, the vice grip she always had around him, milking him for all he’s worth. “Okay, you’re right, it’s been too fucking long, shit! Ah, feel so good, baby. So fucking good. Love it when you, oh fuck, that’s it.” He moaned as she wiggled her ass back against him, squeezing tighter and sucking on his fingers. “Just like that. Doing so good for me, sweetheart. Always take this cock so fucking good, fucking takin’ it like a champ.” He groaned, licking behind her ear as he picked up the pace, the sound of their skin and the movement of the bed bouncing off the walls.
Nahoya let go of her, letting her collapse onto the bed in favor of watching the mesmerizing ripples of her ass cheeks as he slammed into her, gripping and massaging the flesh as he twitched inside of her. Unmei raised onto her tiptoes, knowing just how to get the best angle to have him hit the perfect spot inside and make her feel the best. This is exactly what she needed, after weeks of failed attempts to get off with her hand and the little vibrator they kept, all she needed was him, she always knew that. Nahoya wasn’t doing much better, already out of breath with sputtering hips. His moans were loud, Nahoya grabbing his shirt and pulling it up to bite down on the fabric, needing to get a better view of the way her pussy swallowed his fat cock so eagerly, the shaft coming out shiny and dripping in her arousal each time he pulled out. If he could keep this sight on replay for the rest of his life, he would. He felt a little bad that he went so long without touching her, but with the way she was pushing back on him, eager to please and take him, would it be so bad if he did it more often? Was he really that toxic?
“Hoya~! Feels so good. So good. Of fuck.” She babbled, shushing her face into the mattress to hide the loud whine she let out. He let his jaw go slack to drop his shirt, moaning and laughing. “I know, babe. Feels real fuckin’ good. Shit, pussy of yours is to die for.” He agreed, maneuvering her around how he wanted. He flipped her onto her side, one leg over his shoulder and the other dangling to the sides he spread her open, reaching up to pull the top of her dress down and expose her bouncing tits. She gasped and moaned, throwing her head back as he pinched and squeezed her breast, letting him take over the thrusts as she laid back and took it, the pace picking up along with the squelching sounds. “Pretty fucking dress. Pretty fucking pussy. My pretty girl. All mine, right? Can’t walk out on me, I’m all you fuckin’ need. No one else gets to see you like this ever. Right?” The possessive tone was driving her insane. She loved it when he got jealous, when he wanted her to know she was his. She gulped and nodded, looking up at him with lust and love swirling in her hazel eyes as she grabbed his wrist. “All yours. No one else. Promise. Just you. Only for you.” She assured him, giving him her signature sweet smile. He gave her the same, dragging his hand down her torso and pressing his thumb to her clit. “Damn right, all mine. That’s my baby.” He chuckled, happier than ever as her walls fluttered around him.
He was fast, rough, rubbing cycles into her bud until she could feel her body trembling, the waves of pleasure surfing through her and making her toes curl. “Oh fuck. Shit! Hoya! Go faster, ‘m almost, ah!” Nahoya flipped her back over again, moving her up the bed a bit so he could climb on, kneeling behind her and slipping back in. He grabbed her arms, pulling her up off the mattress so she only had her knees and his strength to keep her upright. “Faster? Want it fast and hard, huh? Just wanna be fucked dumb on this dick, that right?” He asked, keeping himself completely buried and not moving waiting for her to beg. Unmei nodded, choking on a sob as her high faded away, much to her dismay. “Please! Please, Hoya, wan’ it so bad. Just wanna cum, please, baby.” She whined, wiggling her hips again to encourage him to keep going. He smiled, dropping her back onto the bed and putting his hands on her back, making her arch more. “Alright alright, I GUESS I’ll be nice. Just make sure you cum hard and scream my name, kay?” He laughed, not wasting any more time before thrusting hard again.
The brutal pace had her vision going blurry, each snap of his hips making the headboard hit the wall, sure to deepen the dents already there. “Shit! Ah, fuck! That’s it, baby. Take it. I know you can. Gonna fill you up for being so good. Want that?” He asked, laughing when she babbled incoherently. She could barely even hear him, the pleasure too much and making her ears ring, the moans and whimpers the only sounds leaving her lips. “Dumb already? Guess you really love my cock that much. No one else can make you feel this good. Only me. I’m the only one that gets to cream these insides.” He couldn’t help it, just seeing her try to walk out earlier sent him feral, he had to make sure she knew no one else could make her feel the way he does. Even though she already knew it, he couldn’t ever let her forget.
He knew all the telltale signs, her walls clamping and fluttering around him, her hips rocking back shamelessly, pretty manicured nails digging into the comforter. She was leaking, her essence dripping down her thighs as the wet, nasty sounds of her pussy got even louder, driving him wild. It was making it easier to move faster, his hips snapping at almost an inhuman pace until her moans turned into loud gasps, screams as she reached back to grab his wrist. He watched as she turned her head to the side, her mouth hung open as she cried out, pussy squeezing the life out of him as she came hard. “Fuck! Holy fucking shit! Cumming!” He groaned, slamming into her one more time before he let himself go, slipping so deep inside of her he hoped it’d never come out. Maybe she’d learn her lesson then.
Nahoya collapsed on top of her, her legs falling as they laid together and caught their breath, his weight on top of her soothing. He sighed, rolling onto his side and spooning her, keeping himself nuzzled inside of her as he grew soft to keep everything from leaking out, wrapping an arm around her and kissing her neck and shoulders. Unmei’s eyelids fluttered shut as she smiled and giggled, placing her hand over hers as she relaxed. “Don’t ever make me wait that long again.” She breathed out, the vibration of his laugh making her heart flutter. “Aw, you really need me that bad, Angel?” He teased, Unmei slapping his hand. “I know, I know. I won’t, promise. Need you too bad for that. Love you, baby.” He cooed, kissing her ear lobe. “Love you too. Now, get off so I can go clean up.” She insisted, trying to wiggle out of his grasp. But, he kept her firm in his arms, clicking his tongue. “Nah, don’t think so. Wanna stay just like this.” He shook his head, only moving to have her face him while still keeping himself inside. That was the main thing he wanted, to stay snug and warm in her pussy, make sure all of him stayed tucked inside. Unmei didn’t really mind, she liked the intimacy of it, but Nahoya was definitely letting his toxic and possessive side get the best of him in that moment. If it meant keeping her around forever, one kid wouldn’t hurt, right?
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twindevilgang · 2 years
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Soft moments
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Tomen edition
Warning: mentions of blood, fighting,
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Mikey ‘Manjiro’ Sano/ Forts
-Mikey is still a child at heart (depending on the timeskip) and his passion for sleeping is through the roof most days you two aren’t doing anything. You Two cover the living room with big thin and thick glances around the couches and T.V. Placing all your pillows on the floor and so on. Mikey loves the idea. Mostly because he gets to sleep closer to you.
Ken ‘Draken’ Ryuguji/ Late drives
-riding in the late night is always a suggestion when you two can’t sleep most of the time. Either on his motorcycle during the nice warm nights, enjoying the warm breeze. Enjoying the way your arms squeeze him tighter when he goes faster. Or in his car during the much colder nights. With one hand on the wheel and the other clawed with your figures. Occasionally bringing it up to his lips to kiss your knuckles.
Takashi Mitsuya/ Laundry
-Takashi is the most domestic person you could ever lay your hands on. He’ll almost do anything around the house even if he’s tired. But you two doing laundry together just has a different vibe to it. Softly listing to music, humming to the sound as you fold a verity of both your clothes. Quietly talking to each other about your days, or simply the latest gossip.
Hakkai Shiba/ caring for each other
- believe it or not Hakkai actually gets sick very easily. You care for him while he’s ill in bed with a cold. Bringing him some warm food, reminding him to take his medicine after he eats and before he sleeps. He does the same thing to you when you end up gettin sick about three days later. He apologizes because he feels bad.
Chifuyu Matsuno/ Reading together
-it’s no surprise that Chifuyu likes to read manga. Especially romance novels. He’ll come over to your house when he’s bored and just read with you. Laying next to you with your head on his shoulders. Reason the same book he’s reading over his shoulders. Stoping him once a while because he’s going to fast you can’t catch up.
Keisuki Baji/ patching each other up
-Keisuki likes to picks fights. No doubt about it. So you’re not surprised when he sneaks into your bedroom so you can patch him up. Ignoring your scolds as you wipe the blood of his hands and face. Always telling you it won’t ever happen again and that he’ll be more careful which is a lie. He does the same thing to you when you accidentally hurt yourself.
Nahoya ‘Smiley’ Kawata/ hair playing
-Nahoya loves it when you play with his hair. It’s the only way to get him to relax. The minute he feels your fingers in his curly peach locks his leaning into your touch, his smile getting wider by the minute. It gets him to sleeping faster for some reason. He retires the favor. But this being Nahoya he would probably give your hairs tangles because he’s not carful.
Souya ‘Angry’ Kawata/ holding hands
-souya gets nervous when he tries to hold your hand. No matter what the situation is. He’s a little hesitant at first so you kinda have to lead. But he starts to build up courage to do it and he does. Holding your hand becomes easier and he no longer hesitant. Now he’s seen with holding your hand everywhere you to go somewhere.
Yasuhiro Muto/ acts of gratitude
-yasuhiro always remembers things. Specifically things about you. If you say that you’re running low of something like certain food, soap, makeup he’ll go out of his way despite you telling him that you were going to do it. You do the same thing. If he’s busy with Toman you go out of your way to get him things he needs.
Haruchiyo Arashi/Sanzu/ soft touches
- Haru isn’t used to anyone being soft with him. So it’s a shocker to him when you’re soft with him. Your tone when you talk to him to your touches. The way you creases his diamond scares at the corner of his lips makes him go weak. He of course returnes the favors by creasing your body softly to. The same why you do to him.
Haruki ‘pah-chin’ Hayashida/ letters
-when he was in jail you couldn’t see him very much. So the idea of writing letters to each was the only option. Getting two letters or more every week from him. He had a stack of letters in his cell he was put in. Heck even when he got out you two are still writing letters to each other. It’s not a surprise when you both find a letter in the mail box for one another.
Ryohei ‘Peh-Yan’ Hayashi/ listing to you talk
-he may not be the smartest but he is the quietest. Well only for you that is. The minute you open your mouth Ryohei is shutting his. Carefully listening to you words. The way he falles more in love with you when you talk about your passions and such to him. He would never interrupted you. He’s straight forward if you say that you’re probably annoying him saying that he wants you to keep taking because he likes the way your voice sounds.
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gaybitchfx · 2 years
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Hey
I would like smiley x male reader omegaverse where their baby keeps getting confused with smiley and angry when reader surprises them at the restaurant
Note: Hey Roma!! Shii I’d be too if they had the same hair color and if one had his eyes open
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WHO IS WHO??
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Character(s): Nahoya Kawata (Smiley)
Type of reader: M!Reader
Category: Fluff & a/b/o
Warning(s): ❌
Edited: ❌
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Currently, baby (daughter name) was staring at both her father and uncle trying hard to figure out which one was her actually her father.
"You're staring hard tater tot." Nahoya said and picked (daughter name) up before she started whining and fussing.
"Aww what's wrong?" Souya asked and stood up only for (daughter name) to reach out for him.
"Da!"
She exclaimed catching the two off guard. "No no I'm uncle. Your dad is holding you." Souya said with a small laugh. "Da!" She exclaimed again and just on time you came in.
"What's going on?" You questioned seeing (daughter name) reaching out for her uncle Souya. "She thinks he's her dad and I feel offended!" Nahoya whined making you roll your eyes.
"Come to papa sweetheart~" You said in a baby voice and took her from her dad. "That one is daddy and that one is uncle, okay?" You said and gently used her hand to point at who's who. She stared at the twins for a couple seconds before reaching her hands out for Nahoya.
"Da!" She exclaimed and Nahoya's face light up as he took her from your hands. "You finally recognized who's your daddy! I'm so proud of you my little half pint!"
Nahoya cheered and held up (daughter name) in the air making her squeal and giggle.
"I swear if you drop her!"
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ac1dl4v3 · 2 years
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sugoaku.
who . . nahoya kawata x fem!reader
length . . 3.1k words
warnings . . mature/smut!, oral (ftm), dom smiley, angry being absolutely precious, hair pulling, quickie, kinda public indecency, second hand embarrassment lmao, throat fucking, no after care i must admit
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𝓨ou smiled from cheek to cheek with excitement as you entered a new ramen shop in Tokyo. Sugoaku.
"Oh wow, it smells amazing in here!" You exclaimed, starving your ass off. You barely ate last night and didn't touch any food at all today. All so that you could savor their food as much as possible. You'd heard so many good things about the shop, you didn't want to make yourself feel underwhelmed.
You took your headphones off your ears and placed them around your neck, the cushions laying on your exposed chest. "Hey, can I get a beef bowl?" You asked, taking a seat. There were only two guys in the kitchen in front of you and they both looked over at the same exact time. It startled you.
One of them had a cheeky smile across his face, while the other couldn't help but look pissed. The angry one had cotton candy blue hair and the smiley one had peach colored hair. Both of them had the same hairstyle; poofy afros pulled back in a puff. Regardless of their differences, you could definitely see their resemblance to one another. They were twins for sure. You looked at their name tags to figure out who was who.
"You want me to make it?" Asked Souya.
"Or me?" Added Nahoya.
You didn't see why it mattered, but you trusted the peach haired one more. The angry one seemed like he was pissed enough to spit in the noodles while you weren't looking. Of course, you had no idea he was the sweeter one of the two.
"You." You said with a smile, pointing at Nahoya. "Please?"
Nahoya hesitated, finding it difficult to not look at your cleavage. Sure, it was strangely hot outside today in contrast to the rain all week, but that tank top was still way too revealing. He was also sure you neglected to put on a bra; he could see the print of your nipples through the thin white fabric.
"Yeah, sure. Coming right up!" He exclaimed, preparing the noodles and dumping them in the boiling water.
You watched as he gripped the knife to quickly chop the onions, not slowing down in the slightest. He was oddly good with a knife. It was satisfying to watch him cook, you couldn't take your eyes off of his large, strong hands. His knuckles turning white from how hard he gripped the utensil. Even as he placed the finished product in front of you, your eyes followed his hands back to the kitchen before you realized he was done.
"O-oh." You stuttered, feeling stupid for not paying attention. He got a towel to wipe off his hands and forearms. Both brothers watched as you took apart the chopsticks and licked your lips in anticipation. "Thank you for the food!"
First, you pulled your faux locs up in a messy bun. You started with the pink and white naruto and then you moved on to the hard boiled, sliced egg. You were taking your time to savor the meal, enjoying the salty fish cake and lightly peppered eggs. It was nice, but Nahoya was impatient. He wanted you to get to the good part already.
Once most of the toppings were gone you moved onto the noodles, mixing them up lightly in the bowl. You gripped a bunch in between the chopsticks and opened your mouth wide to take a bite. A few seconds later your eyes widened in surprise before you shut them closed and slammed your open hand on your thigh. Once you swallowed it you couldn't help but sniffle and ask for a napkin.
"I didn't think it'd be spicy! That was a surprise!" You exclaimed, satisfied with the taste. "I'm a fan, but I didn't even see you put anything strong in the mixture. How'd you do it?"
Nahoya was fascinated that you could still speak. Wasn't your tongue throbbing? You were rubbing tears from your eyes and sniffling from how harsh he prepared the bowl, yet you were planning on finishing it? He was almost speechless.
"It's a family secret!" He managed to say, nudging at his brother to help him out. "Right, Souya?"
That guy still look pissed, but you were surprised by his calm response. "Yup.. a Kawata family secret."
You nodded in understanding before picking back up your chopsticks. "Next time I'll have to try yours, too." You decided, pointing a stick at Souya. "I'll bet yours is the sweet one!"
The boy tried to hide his blush by turning around to clean up some extra pots in the sink. Nahoya just chuckled at your claim. How'd you figure it out without even trying it yet? You were confident, that was for sure.
You slurped up another mouthful of noodles, not prepared to ask for a beverage until you finished the entire bowl. A few customers nearby cheered you on, not being able to handle the spice themselves, and it only encouraged you to persevere.
You only stopped between mouthfuls to clean up your face, but Nahoya wouldn't mind if you just let it stay a mess. He found it entertaining the way drool would run down your chin and tears would occasionally stream down your face, but you kept shoving his food in your mouth. Did you like it that much? You didn't have to eat it all, but you did. And he watched in astonishment as you held the bowl up to your lips, juices running down your chin as you finished every last drop.
You sat the bowl down loudly on the counter with a proud smile, your face damp with sweat, tears, and broth. The restaurant was silent for a moment until you spoke out with confidence.
"Thank you for the meal!" And with that, everyone turned into an uproar. They all clapped and ran over to you, a few of them asking if they could take a picture with you. You noticed critics smiling in their booths as they wrote down things on a piece of paper in satisfaction. You couldn't stop smiling, you felt like the shit. Hell yeah you came in there and finished the whole bowl on your first try. Yeah, your throat and stomach were burning like hell, but you did it!
Once everyone calmed down, you stood up and reached for your purse to find your wallet. Nahoya went to the back of the shop for more ingredients in the mist of all the excitement, so it was just you and Souya out here. You squeezed your eyes shut in embarrassment as you lifted your purse on your shoulder and laid your elbows on the counter. You leaned over so you could whisper and get his attention, your cleavage making its presence known in front of him.
"Uh.. excuse me?" You said, getting his attention. He walked over to you, trying his best to maintain eye contact.
"Hm? What is it?" He responded, drying your now clean bowl in his hand with a towel.
"I think I left my wallet at home.. It's not far at all, though! I could run and get it, I'll come right back!" You explained, hoping he'd let you off the hook. You really did want to pay, the food was great. "I'll even leave my purse here so you know I won't ditch."
Souya scratched the back of his neck awkwardly and looked around the restaurant. "Why don't you see if someone will spot you first?" He proposed, remembering how everyone praised you not too long ago.
You shuddered at the idea of asking the other customers here for money.. especially after you caused such a big scene. But the most you could do was try.
You walked over to a girl about the same age as you near the window. She was scrolling through her twitter feed when you interrupted her. "Um.. excuse me, hi.. Would you mind if I borrowed a few dollars? I forgot my-,"
"Girl, I don't get paid enough to buy two meals at a time." She said, holding her hand up. "I'm really sorry." You were annoyed that she cut you off like that, but apologized anyway for interrupting her meal and decided to ask someone else.
Souya watched in second hand embarrassment as you walked over to the grumpy old man on the other side of the restaurant. Souya knew quite well himself how much of a bitch that guy was and felt bad that you decided to talk to him of all people.
"Excuse me, sir. Sorry to bother you, but I forgot m-," You felt a tick mark form on your forehead as the old man scoffed in the middle of your sentence. Weren't these the same people just treating you like a fucking celebrity?
"Get the fuck away from my table dressed like that! Who do you think you are? This is a food establishment, not a strip club." He said, embarrassingly loud. You were this close to shoving his chopsticks down his wrinkly ass throat.
"You're right, this is a food establishment, not a fucking retirement home." You retorted. "Can you even walk with those crippled ass bones? Maybe you're so rude because you can't even go take a shit without-,"
A voice interrupted your assault from somewhere near the kitchen. "Excuse me, would you mind following me, ma'am?" Called Nahoya, walking past the sliding doors to the back of the restaurant.
'why is everyone interrupting me today, fuck.'
You sucked your teeth and kicked one of the legs on the table, causing the old man to curse you out as his ramem tipped over on his lap. You stuck out your tongue in response and went to the sliding doors in the back of the shop.
You didn't expect to see three more doors on the other side though. Not knowing which one to open, you went with the first one. You immediately shivered and slammed it shut. It was the freezer. The second door was the storage cabinet; it was pretty deep and full of boxes and stocked shelves of ingredients. Nahoya was waiting for you in the third room which must've been some kind of lounge. He was sitting on an L shaped couch with a glass coffee table in the middle. LED lights lined the border of the ceiling and a small TV was mounted in the middle of the room. This was a pretty big ramen shop if they could even fit a lounge back here.
You closed the door behind you and walked up to him, bowing as you apologized. You noticed he wasn't smiling when you came in and were trying to avoid making eye contact. It was intimidating..
"I didn't mean to cause a disturbance in your shop." You apologized, nervously. "I forgot my wallet at home and decided to-,"
"So how're you gonna pay for the bowl?" He asked, his voice sounding intrigued. He didn't care about who was bothered by the events going on in his shop, he was more curious as to what you'd come up with as payment. Wash dishes? Take up his shift for the day? Clean up shop later?
"I'll do whatever you ask." You said, standing up straight- your breasts bouncing in the process. "It was irresponsible of me to forget my money at home, so I'll do whatever you ask for today."
You'd just gotten your nails done, they were a perfect white. Not a nick or scratch to be seen. But you were prepared to get them dirty. You were expecting him to make you wash dishes or clean the stove. Your nails would definitely look like shit later; it was beginning to look like a sad day.
"Get on your knees."
Your eyes widened and you looked down at the man sitting on the couch in surprise.
"E-excuse me?" You felt dumb for speaking, but there was no way he meant what you thought he did.
"I said get on your knees. Are you dumb or somethin'?" He asked, man spreading and leaning back. His smile had found it's way back to his face already. "This'll be your payment."
You cleared your throat and bent down on your knees, awaiting his next command. What more could you do in this situation? You said you'd do whatever he asked for today and you were a woman of your word.
"I was surprised." He said, standing up and unbuckling his pants dangerously slow. "I didn't think the first person to eat my whole bowl of spicy ramen would be a girl."
You were offended. "Why does it ma-,"
"You're not gonna talk without permission, k'?" He asked, not expecting an answer as he looked down at you. You nodded to show you understood and he patted your head. "Good."
He pulled down his pants enough for you to see his print beneath the black boxers. "As I was saying.. It was really impressive. You didn't take any breaks either. I bet it made your head hurt, huh? And does your throat burn too?"
You stayed silent, not knowing how he'd react if you spoke out of turn again.
"Well, whatever." He said, finally pulling out his dick from it's restraints. "Just treat my dick how you treat my ramen, alright?"
Nahoya looked down at you in anticipation as you nodded and pulled your faux locs back up in a messy bun. You built up a good amount of saliva in your mouth and he watched in satisfaction as you licked from his tip to the back of his shaft, coating it with your own lube.
Your tongue was warm against his rubbery skin. When he pulled it out he wasn't even that hard yet, but you were beginning to notice him grown in your hand. You ran your hand up and down his dick, spreading your spit on it in the process. You leaned your mouth closer to fan your warm breath against his pink tip. Teasing. You locked eyes as you ran your tongue against his sensitive slit, quickening the pace of your hand jerking him off.
You licked your lips and took his tip in your mouth, squeezing your lips together and popping off of him with a kiss; a string of saliva following your plush lips. Before he could tell you to hurry up, you took half of him in your mouth. Your warm, drenched tongue moving around the veiny details of his dick in a teasing manner.
You maintained intimate eye contact with him, your tits bouncing with a clapping sound each time you bobbed your head against him. Every time you took him in, you went deeper and harder. So deep that his swollen tip was now slamming violently against the back of your sensitive throat. He cursed under his breath as you gagged but never slowed your pace, bobbing your head faster and breathing heavily through your nose.
Your eyes rolled to the back of your head when you heard him try to hold back a moan in his throat. 'that was hot' The show you were putting on for him was godly. You were trying so hard even when your throat was already sore from his first time feeding you. Could you really take another meal?
"You're good at that, y'know?" He said, panting like a dog as you throat fucked him. You nearly pulled yourself off of him when he decided it would be a good idea to buck his own hips. He watched the shape of his dick indent the inside of your gummy cheeks with every shove. "Oh fuck, keep going."
You did as he said and rotated your tongue around him, the taste of his pre-cum lathering the back of your throat. You ignored your own gags and tried to move in sync with his hips, earning you another moan from Nahoya as your throat vibrated against his dick.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck-," He shoved his hand against the back of your head and put your movements in sync with his thrusts. He quickened the pace as tears finally streamed down your chubby, full cheeks. Your throat was already sore and now he was fucking it without any restraint. You could barely breathe as you choked against him in pain, trying to pull back to take a break. But he wouldn't allow that.
"What're you cryin' for?" He asked, wiping away one of your tears with his other hand. "Don't tell me now you wanna take a fuckin' break." His pace didn't even slow down at the sight of your struggling efforts. In fact, it got rougher. His hips thrusts were getting sloppier, more chaotic. He was shoving himself in and out of you with all of his strength. You couldn't keep up, he was insane to put it all in your mouth at once like this. You couldn't take it. You gripped the back of his thighs and scratched against the fabric of his pants in an attempt to save yourself, but it only encouraged him to finish.
You felt him twitch in your mouth, somehow hitting your throat harder out of excitement. He was chasing his release, adrenaline alone keeping him at such a steady yet inhumane pace.
"Shit, I'm fucking close." He warned, out of breath. "You're gonna swallow it all, too. Every last drop, understand?"
You breathed heavily through your nose and moaned in response, scratching harder against his pants. A few more heavy thrusts and he pulled out, immediately ordering you to open your mouth, which you did. You hung your tongue out to your chin and closed your eyes as he shot his warm cum down your throat, painting your tongue white.
He smiled at your messy appearance and went to get two towels, wetting them in the sink. One for himself and the other for you. He cleaned himself up before bending down to wipe up your sticky face and neck.
"Good job! You're really impressive y'know?" He praised, sitting next to you and letting you collapse against his chest in exhaustion. Your only response was your heavy breathing as your eyelashes fluttered in an attempt to stay awake.
You were pulled out of your attempt to pass out by Nahoya sitting you up and reaching in his pocket. "I'd love to play some more, but I left my little brother out there by himself." He explained, putting his responsibilities first.
You rubbed your eyes and nodded, not having any more strength in your lungs to speak. You fixed yourself up and grabbed your purse to follow Nahoya out. But just as he reached the door he stopped with an "oh!" and turned around to face you with a cheeky smile.
"By the way," He stood where he was and reached into his pocket, tossing something to you. Your eyes widened in disbelief at what you were now holding. "Here's your wallet."
★ ac1dl4v3 productions. all rights reserved, do not plagiarize.
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mypoorsanity · 1 year
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𝗼𝗵 𝗺𝘆 𝗴𝗼𝗱 𝘀𝗵𝗲’𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹
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𝘃𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝘁𝗼𝗸𝘆𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘃!𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀
𝗮/𝗻, 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 : ‘𝗶 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸' 𝗯𝘆 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝗽𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲, 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱.
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"staring at her, can't help it, thinking 'bout her 'cause oh my god, she's beautiful"
“are you fucking deaf?”, his classmate's voice is heard, but tuned out. of course, you’re in front of him, it makes sense. your body moving swiftly as you turn to pick up your jacket from your chair, grab your bag, make your way out the door and give a smile towards your teacher, you didn't feel real, but more like an angel that had arrived from the heavens, a goal given to knock his breath away. sure was working a charm.
– matsuno chifuyu, inui seishu, mitsuya takashi, baji keisuke, hanemiya kazutora
“i never understood, why me? ‘cause she’s just so good, my god she’s beautiful”
clinging to him, him. not anyone else, just him, on his bike, fully occupying his thoughts. he wishes you would never let go, he knows if he said this out loud, he’d be made fun of till his end, but the truth was the truth. he speeds more past the other cars just to impress you, taking a glimpse in his rearview mirror to see your glowing face admiring the view of the bridge you're crossing over. sharp turns take place and he fucking loves it when you subconsciously hold onto him tighter, he loves you trusting and feeling safe around him.
– haitani rindou, kawata nahoya, hanma shuji, ryuguji ken, sano manjiro, sano shinichiro
“but what if she finds out i’m a loser no, i don't wanna lose her to someone else, i hope she loves me”
he sometimes wonders, no, it’s something that plagues his mind every day. he thinks about why you chose him, there were definitely other people who would pine over you constantly. thinking about you when they saw your favourite food, or your favourite song would start over the radio, and they’d turn it up just because it reminded them of you. but he never doubts the things he’d do just to see you smile another day. he never doubts the things he’d do to make sure you’re kept safely by his side and never in fear of him. all just for you.
– hanma shuiji, hanemiya kazutora, sanzu haruchiyo, kurokawa izana
“figure out how to ask her if we’re on the same page am i allowed to be thinking ‘bout forever? don’t wanna waste her time.”
it was just supposed to be one of the midnight walks you’d both take to the local convenience store until a little friend showed up. your giggles filled his ears as the cat that had approached you pushed its head further into your hand. god, you looked and sounded like a pure angel. your excited claims continued to reach his ears as his usual thoughts about the future you would both have plagued his mind. he wanted to start approaching a more domestic phase, slowly thinking about maybe looking for a new home, a home you both choose and a place where you maybe make your relationship official by law. it all sounded like a dream, something way too far out of his reach, something you may not agree to for more than a few reasons. but he knows damn well it’ll be a great idea if you agreed.
– kakucho, haitani ran, mitsuya takashi, shiba hakkai, sano shinichiro, haitani rindou, kokonoi hajime, ryuguji ken
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reallyromealone · 2 years
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I'm so burnt out bc of school that it isn't even funny anymore:( could I pls request a comfort fic with (character of ur choice) where their lover is having a crisis? like they're too tired and don't want to study but also doesn't want to fail.
also pls take care and take ur time!
Of course dude I got you
I think we know who I'm picking lmao
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(Name) sat crouched in his room not moving as their school work sat on his desk, a shaky breath left his lips.
It was fucking bullshit.
Nothing made sense! He tried everything but he couldn't figure it out and he was exhausted and hungry and angry!
Nahoya grinned as he held two containers of ramen, knowing his boyfriend was working hard with university stuff and wanted to make it a little better with yummy food.
He was such a good boyfriend.
"Babe! I have food!" Nahoya yelled out as he slipped on the cute pinkish slippers with little ramen bowls embroidered on top, when he got no response he walked down to (name)s room and saw the man in the crouched fetal position, getting a glance and seeing his lovers exhausted face with tears rolling down his cheeks.
"Fuck baby, what happened?" Nahoya said, smile wiped off his face as he set the food down and crouched beside his man, pulling him close as (name) mumbled nonsense and sounds but nahoya seemed to understand every word as he pulled him into his lap and kissed his head.
Nahoya wasn't a soft man, very crass and rough but he tried to be sweet for his boyfriend and brother when they needed it, comforting them and making sure they were good.
Kissing (name)s head he lifted (name) up and set him on the bed, grabbing the unmade blanket and wrapped (name) in it and grabbed his laptop and opened up YouTube "I gotta study 'hoya..." (Name) mumbled but nahoya paid no mind as he set the laptop on (name)s chair and brought it by the bed and grabbed the ramen.
"Let me take care of you" he said simply and opened a container and began feeding (name) as (favorite YouTuber) played and after a while Nahoya began noticing (name) relaxing before eventually passing out in the elder Kawatas arms.
"I'm gonna beat your professor's ass if he does this to you again, I promise you that"
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charliesgoodboy · 2 years
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It was me!
Child!Kawata twins x Child!Gn/male reader
Just a lil short story Reader pronouns: He/they
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Summary:You, Smiley and angry had been playing around and souya accidently bumped into the table which had there moms new vace which costed 100,000¥(714.17 in dollars)
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"Oh no...what do I do??" Souya said while looking down in guilt at his moms new vace which was now broken cause of his recklesness.
You and nahoya were standing beside him all the while trying to figure out what to do.
"Um...we can try to hide it??" You suggest.
"No, if we pick it up with our hands, they'll bleed and mama will notice the blood." Nahoya corrects.
So all you three could do was sit and stare at the expensive vace until there mom had come home, and noticed the difference.
Not even 12 seconds after Souya just broke down crying, not knowing at all what else to do anymore.
He fucked up, he fucked up bad, and he knew it, but he just couldn't bear the guilt.
You and Nahoya rush to his side trying to comfort him in all of his crying, which was to some use, cause at least he didn't end up breaking anymore things after that.
"*hic* I-I d-don't k- *hic* know w-what e-else to do!" He kept rubbing his eyes as to try to get them to go away.(ik this sounds like takemichi, but like he's a child come on!-)
"It's ok Souya...I-...I'll take the blame for you.." said Nahoya confidently.
"W-wha n-no I-" He couldn't even finish his sentence before his mom had walked in.
Damn.
"Now what happened here!?!" The twins mom said raising her voice but not to high, so she doesn't make things more stressful.
"I-"
"I'm sorry miss, but I broke the vace.." You cut off Nahoya from speaking.
"Hey..what are you doing!?!" Nahoya whisper yelled while nugding you.
"I was not being careful and I bumped the table being really clumsy." You bow.
"Gomen." The mother sighed not knowing what to do, all of your "honesty" had melted her heart and she couldn't even yell at you!
"Ah.I see...I forgive you...but you'll have to stand 30 seconds at the wall for breaking my vace you know!" And with that all three of you freaked.
"30 SECONDS?!?!" All of you said in unison.
"Mama I'm sure you'll understand that, that is way to rash!" Nahoya complained.
"No please not 30 seconds mama! ! Anything but that!!" Souya pleaded.
"Nope, they'll have to pay the price for breaking my vace." She shook her head taking your hand and leading you to the corner of the wall.
From afar the twins had watched as you stood at the wall back facing them.
"Why! Just why!?!" And souya cried even more.
Nahoya sighed caressing his back as some sort of comfort.
"It's ok they'll be out soon..."
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Bonus:
"Yep! And that's what happened!" The twins mom said on the phone to yours.
"Aww that's so sweet of them!"
"Haha yea...it really is...you know that your still paying for my vace right??" She smiled while chuckleing.
"Aw shit."
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jaycewrites-192000 · 1 year
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Tough Little Devil
Summery: When faced against some old foes, Y/n thought she had it in the bag, until they decided to play dirty...(Ig you can call this a sequel to You're Grounded?)
Paring(s): Platonic!Nahoya "Smiley" Kawata x Platonic!Little Sister!Reader x Platonic!Souya "Angry" Kawata
Warning(s): Reader gets beaten up, harsh language, mentions of blood, violence, slight angst with a happy end
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You stare at your phone with a scowl as you read the text your older brother Smiley sent you. He said that he and Angry would both had some business they had to deal with involving Toman and some other gang who was getting too comfortable around their turf. So they would be a little late coming to pick you up.
With a sigh you put away your phone and gather your things and placed them in your bag. On the way out of your class you spotted a few of your friends, after catching up with them they offered to walk you to the school gates. You gladly accepted, and you were on your way, chatting as you went.
"So they didn't show today? I was wondering why I didn't see them around. Usually they're always on time." One of your friends spoke, referring to your brothers. "Right? No one was cowering in fear or screaming, so I figured something was off." The other laughed. There was truth to that, any time your brothers would come to pick you up, people who had common sense didn't get in their way or interfere. Unless they wanted to end up beaten and made an example out of.
This only counted for the guys, otherwise Smiley and Angry would just scare the girls off. He wouldn't always mean to, but his demeanor spoke louder than his intensions.
"Yeah. Those two couldn't behave themselves if their lives depended on it. Well...Souya has some self control, unlike Nahoya."
"Aaaand Nahoya is the blue hair one right?"
You laugh and shake your head. "No, that's Souya."
"I swear, you think the different hair colors would help you tell them apart."
You rolls your eyes. "You sound just like Chifuyu."
The conversation lasted until the three of you made it to the gates, where your friends waved you goodbye before leaving. And once again, you were left alone. You sigh and set your bag down, lightening the weight of it from your shoulder. "They better not land themselves in the hospital after this." You mutter as you lean against the gate.
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An hour had passed since you were waiting, eventually you got bored and decided to walk home yourself. Normally you would have done this anyway, but your brothers were insistent that you wait for them. 'It's too dangers to go alone', they would say. But it only took about twenty minutes to go from the school back home on foot, so it couldn't be that bad right?
And so here you were, walking alone taking in the nice evening sunset. "I guess I should have called them so they didn't think I just disappeared." You say as you grab your phone. You called Angry first, but he didn't answer. The same thing happened when you tried calling Smiley. "Ugh. Really guys?"
You decided to just send them a quick text before continuing on your way.
Just as you were half way there, you heard someone yell out something from behind. You stop in your tracks as you recognized the voice. Turning, you were faced with the same two jerks who had insulted your brothers, the same jerks you beat to a pulp for doing so not two weeks ago. Narrowing your eyes, you place your hand on your hip. "What do you bozos want? Didn't get enough last time?"
"Tsk! I'd watch what I said bitch, before you get hurt!" One of them yelled, making you smirk. "Before I get hurt? Did I whoop your asses so hard that you forgot?" You begin to continue walking. "You two ain't shit."
"Heh, oh we ain't?" The other chuckled. "Then what about if we had a little backup?"
You furrow your brows as five more guys showed up, each one laughing and grinning, thinking that you were going to be an easy target. "This the girl that beat you? Bullshit! She don't look like much!" One of the new guys challenged.
"Woooow." You said, unamused. "You really need this many people to take on one girl? Man, you guys are nothing but a bunch of little bitches. I pity you."
One of the guys who was talking before smirked. "We'll see who needs pity...Kill the bitch!"
And just like that it was on...
Smiley scrolled through his texts as he read the message his sister had sent him. "Bad news little bro." Angry glances at his brother, who looked just as angry as he did, despite his grin. "Our sister's an idiot."
As the fight, well if you can even call it a fair fight, went on, you became more and more worn down. But not before you managed to take down a few guys. However, there were still plenty standing.
"I'm surprise little missy here can actually throw a punch!"
"Maybe she really is related to those devil twins!'
"Yeah, but she's no where near as strong as they are! Just look at her! Already about to keel over!"
You didn't have much room to argue, you were exhausted. Blood dripped down your chin and nose, your eye throbs in pain from being punched, and your arms and legs were about to give out. With a pant your raised your fists back up. "Come on." You challenged.
One of the men threw a punch that you just barely dodged, he made up for it by kicking you in the gut. "Ack!" More blood left your mouth before you fell to the ground. You gasped, desperately trying to get some air back in your lungs. "See what'd I tell ya?" The same guy who hit you turned to the remaining ones. He towered over you, placing his foot over your chest harshly, causing you to groan in pain.
"You may be related to those devil twins, but you ain't no where near their level. You're just another weak and helpless girl." You tightly shut your eyes, trying to keep in the frustrated tears that threatened to fall. "So, where's your big brothers now huh?"
The sound of a motor caught the attention of the group of men, they all turned their heads to see a motorbike pull up, driven by someone they're gonna wish they never met.
"T-There he is hehe..." You weakly laugh.
Smiley had gotten off his motorbike and approached the scene. Though, something was very off about Smiley. Your eyes widened and your breath involuntarily left your lungs as you noticed...
That Smiley...was not smiling.
"You know, it takes a lot to really piss me off." Smiley began, his voice absent of his usual easy going charm. "Sure, I get mad every now and then...but when it comes down to my family getting hurt..." Smiley's eyes opened ever so slightly to glare at the man who still had his foot on your chest. You were not his target but still, you couldn't help but feel uneasy by his expression.
"I get absolutely fucking livid."
Before anyone knew what happened, the guy standing on you was knocked to the ground, unmoving. Smiley turned to the other few remaining men. "Who's next?'
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By the time it was all over, Smiley was the only one left standing. The beating he had received, were all marks of the fight he had along with Toman just before showing up. Other than that, these clowns didn't leave a single scratch on him.
He was exhausted though, but he ignored it for now. Stepping over a few unconscious bodies to get to his sister. "Hey...you good?" He asked, his smile still not returned to his face. You avoid his gaze, looking down with a slight nod. "Can you stand?"
You brought yourself to a stand, and immediately felt your legs begin to give out. Smiley caught you before you fell. Before you knew it, Smiley had you on his back, walking away from the aftermath of the fight. The walk home was a quiet one, that is until Smiley finally broke the heavy silence.
"So...wanna explain?"
Not really, is what you wanted to say. But that wouldn't get you anywhere with Smiley. "I didn't want to..." You muttered. "I was going to walk away but...then more of them showed up and..." You trailed off. "I would have gotten beaten up either way. I'm not strong like you or Souya."
Smiley was silent. He couldn't help but feel for his little sister. "All because we didn't show up on time. This wouldn't have happened if we did." He said, tilting his head up slightly. "It wont happen again sis. I promise."
You nod and relaxed a little. "Where is Souya?" You asked. "I told to hang back since he was hurting from the fight. We should be lucky he wasn't here, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to stop him from turning into the ogre." You shutter at the thought, you only ever saw your brother turn into said ogre once, and hopefully that won't change.
"You were pretty scary too Nahoya...I never saw you frown like that." It had been forever since you've seen your brother's eyes. So long that you forgot the color of them. "What do you expect? I see some punk ass beating up on my sister and you think I'm not going to get mad? But I am sorry you had to see that."
"You really lived up to your devil nickname, only without the smiling." You joked, laughing weakly. Smiley finally cracked a tiny grin. "Yeah? Well, I think you just earned a new nickname after today."
"I did? What?" You ask curiously. "Little devil!" Smiley declared. "Huh? What do you think? The Devil Twins and their tough devilish sister." Smiley continued. "You fought like hell back there, I'm proud of you. But also, never get hurt like that again, or I really will end up killing someone."
You giggle and relax against your brother. "Yeah, I'll try my best."
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"What the hell happened to her!?" Angry yelled as he saw the state of his little sister. You smile awkwardly. "I uh...got into another fight. Against my will! Also! They fought dirty so it's not my fault!"
"Smiley!?" Angry looked to his brother for further context. "This tough little devil just can't stop picking fights." Smiley chuckled.
"I said it wasn't my fault this time!"
"She's a lot like us huh?" Smiley smirked. "Tsk, maybe more like you." Angry muttered. "What was that?" Smiley's smile twitched. Angry ignored him. "Come on sis, let's get you patched up."
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yeosatinyngz · 2 years
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hello! hope you're having a good day and all! may i request a older sibling reader to the kawata twins? reader is basically 10 years older, similar to how shinichiro and his siblings so reader basically helped raised the twins and how life would be like as their older sibling? this kind of relationship with the kawata twins has not been requested yet so far so i would really like to see how it'll be! thanks again!
Hi! Thank you, I hope that for you as well. I really liked this request so thank you for requesting it and it’s my pleasure!
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Kawata Twin’s Older Sibling
↳GN Reader | Fluff
Request Rules ➣ Masterlist
-Nahoya is the menace of the family but you still love him nevertheless
-Growing up, they spent the most time with you so you’re basically their parental figure
-When they were lil lads you always read them a bedtime story before bed
-You and Nahoya are part of the Souya protection squad
-You were the one that came up with their nicknames “Smiley” and “Angry” and they proudly kept it and used it
-You guys all cook dinner together which is where they learned to cook and also one of the reasons why they ended up opening a ramen shop later
-When you pick them up from school you would definitely try to embarrass them by blaring some kids show theme song or just yelling out something embarrassing about them
-You’re the one being called into school when they get into trouble
-You would scold the both of them all the time for getting into fights but still help to clean and patch them up
-You guys will often go on little trips together
-The three of you have a traditional Friday game night and it’s filled with a lot of game rage
-Once they accidentally skipped out on a game night because of a gang fight and you gave them the silent treatment
-They both felt really bad and ended up putting money together to buy you a little gift and you of course forgave them
-As they grew up they started hanging out with you less but you would force them to hang out with you at least once a week
-The other Toman members are jealous that the Kawata twins have such a cool older sibling
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strawbxrryanime · 8 months
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bubblegum boy and his possessiveness - nahoya kawata (smiley) x male!reader
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The bubblegum-haired man giggles. He giggles silently due to the fact that you were talking with all the other boys outside on the tree that only you and he used to hang out in. Nahoya's cute expression and silent laughs only hide something sinister inside him, something that tells him that he needs to keep you all to himself. Nahoya begins to clench his fist as his laughs only get more aggressive, raggedy, and rough as his breath trembled.
As you were walking back home, you saw Nahoya sitting down on his bed, you noticed that he'd been peering out the window as you walked back. You wondered what had happened to him and why is he laughing like this? Nahoya holds a smirk plastered on his face as he looks up at you, he grins. "I think I saw you outside..." Nahoya giggled and chuckled, your confused face says everything. Did you even know what those men were going to do to you? What makes you run your mouth around other boys instead of him?!
"Oh yeah," You said to Nahoya as he smiles even more, this time it was an obsessive smile, a sense of possession. "Well, some guys approached me asking where to find directions to a nearby bakery." Nahoya chuckled one more time, taking a deep breath and exhaling. "You know way better than to talk to other guys like that..." Nahoya said, the sinister smile still plastered on his face. Just what was he planning. "You're my boy Y/N, you only belong to me.."
You suddenly shiver at the sight of him standing up, as he slowly comes by to approach you. "Nahoya, I'm trying to tell you I-" Your voice was interrupted by Nahoya wrapping his hands around your mouth. "You're my boy, who the fuck thinks that they can just take you away from me?!" Nahoya chuckles, as he begins to kiss you deeply, wrapping his tongue around you. "I miss this.." Nahoya muffled out as he drowns in the kiss, making you fall on your knees as he holds you up, kissing you deeply.
Nahoya giggles as he breaks off the kiss. "One kiss, and you're already mine.." Nahoya leans closer to your ear, as he whispers out. "You're mine Y/N... forever...~" Imagine thinking that just by one kiss, you're already won over by this cute, handsome man. That's how Nahoya had you, that's how he had always had you from the start. Sharp teeth emerge from his smiles, as he begins to kiss you again.
"Nobody will take you away from me.." Nahoya muttered out, as he throws you onto his bed, you whimper as he kisses you more. "How many times do I have to put it into you that you are mine, my property," Nahoya said aggressively. "You'll always be mine!" Nahoya begins to take off his T-shirt, as he's in desperate need to claim you once again. Nahoya's muscular figure surrounds you as he kisses you and smothers his lips around you. "You're mine Y/N~ Don't fight it~ Shhhh...~" Nahoya said, as he slowly goes down your neck and kisses it, practically almost devouring your neck as a savory dessert.
It was only until then that Nahoya pressed you against the window, wanting for everyone to see who's really the owner of you. Nahoya then drags you back onto the bed to attack you with more growls and kisses. "You'll know who you belong to~" Nahoya laughs out maniacally. "You belong to me~" Nahoya then rips out all your clothes, as he smirks seeing you bare. You whimper as you say no word at all, trying your best to keep your composure but you can't stop staring at his muscular figure.
"You're mine~" Nahoya whispered over and over. Nahoya is now unbuckling his belt and taking off his pants and underwear. Nahoya reveals his large erect dick staring straight at you, you whimper at the sight of it. "I'm going to ram your ass so hard~" Nahoya chuckles as he smiles sinisterly. "You'll be unable to walk for a whole year~" Nahoya then smirks at you, as he slaps your ass, making you whimper yet again. Nahoya then grabs you by the neck and makes you face him.
"I bet I can make you choke so damn hard~" Nahoya said, tightening his grip around your neck. "You're my boy~ Nobody can talk to you, nobody even dare to touch you~" Nahoya growls out, as he rams his cock inside of your ass, as you scream out and your insides twitch. Nahoya growls, feeling the tightness of your ass as he giggles. "That's so fuckin' cute~ Your ass is clenching under me~ Nngh~" Nahoya moaned out, as he started to ram more, thrusts becoming faster and faster.
Nahoya's powerful thrusts made the entirety of your body bounce back most times, as you moan out and wince in pain, such pain was pleasurable and it felt so good, his cock is abusing your walls, muttering words of affirmation telling you that you're his. As Nahoya kept thrusting hard, each pound made a thud on the bed, rocking the bed to its core as your ass gets pounded and pierced like a bullet. All you can do is look down as Nahoya grabs onto your neck as his cock thrusts into your ass harder and harder.
Each time Nahoya were to thrust, he would pound so hard against you. Tears start forming in your eyes as you whimper to him. Your mind was already breaking through his hard and powerful thrusts. "You're mine!~" Nahoya moaned out as his growls get more and more louder within each thrust, he started to go a little bit faster now picking up his pace. Nahoya's ballsack slams hard down into you, his shaft and tip being squished by your ass. "Fuck!~" Nahoya moans out, looking up at the ceiling, and then down at you, his sinister smile still looking down at you as you whimper in pain. "You're mine, you're mine~ Don't you forget that~" Nahoya whispers as he kisses you deeply, growling as he pounds hard into you.
"You want this cum hm?~" Nahoya growls out as his thrusts go faster and faster deep inside your ass, his dick was exploring your insides as you moan out in a mix of pain and pleasure. "Beg for it then hm?~ Beg me to cum~" Nahoya smirked. You yell out a mix of moans explaining to him about how you're his, but within each fast thrust you moan after every word, as you beg harder for him to cum. You clench your ass all the way up as he goes back from his cock, to ramming forth right at you faster and faster. Nahoya giggles and chuckles as he kisses you yet again. "Then take all this cum~ Take all of it~ You're mine forever~" Nahoya growled out, as he kept thrusting and thrusting, letting you know when he's about to cum. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as your tongue sticks out, as Nahoya sees this, he begins to thrust faster and faster, turning him on. "Fuck!~" Nahoya yells out within each thrust. "GAHHH!~ FUCK!~" Nahoya kept thrusting faster, being turned on by your face as he grunts out loud. His cum was bound to build up. "FUCKKKKKK!~" Nahoya, with one last pound, fills you with his cum inside of your ass, as your cock starts cumming too from the indescribable pleasurable feeling.
~
Soon or later, the boys came to knock on the door of Y/N and Nahoya's home, there was an invitation for them to come inside and talk some "neighborly things" about each other. They were planning to have some fun with you, and not actually talk things through, but as they open the door, they found you, gagging on Nahoya's cock as Nahoya smirks.
Nahoya was sitting in a throne like chair, as you were to the left of him, on your knees all tied up and forced down his cock by Nahoya pulling your hair and pushing your head down his veiny cock. Nahoya's whole body was all sweaty from the previous fuck, as he smiles at the boys coming in at the door.
The boys were shocked to witness this happen right in front of their eyes, as they stared at Nahoya. "You will not be going anywhere~" Nahoya chuckles and groans a little from the sucking of his cock through your mouth. "I know where you guys live so there's no reason to escape~" You kept sucking out of worry, as the boys suddenly backed up from the door as it was closed.
"I'm going to show you who Y/N belongs to~" Nahoya said, as he giggles. "He belongs to me and me alone~ Touch him again and I will surely end you~" Nahoya smirks, now moaning as he's close to climaxing. "FUCK Y/N!~ LOVE HOW YOU'RE SUCKING MY COCK LIKE CRAZY!~" Nahoya moans out as he pushes your head down his cock, shoving all the way down his ballsack, the taste of bubblegum surrounds your mouth as you just kept gagging and sucking. "YOU GOING TO SWALLOW IT ALL HM?!~ SWALLOW IT LIKE THAT GOOD BOY YOU ARE!~ YOU BELONG TO ME!~" Nahoya yells out.
Nahoya's plastered smile as he groans and cums, filling up your throat with hot cum as hard as he can as you try your best to swallow it all, but your throat could only handle so much, and hot cum seeps and squirts out some of the sides off your mouth. The boys looked at you, as your eyes rolled back. "And now for the final trick~" Nahoya said in between panting breaths, "The rocking horse!~" Nahoya giggles. Nahoya laid down as you were now the rocking horse, you slowly screamed as your ass slowly sits on his cock, as Nahoya moaned feeling the warmth of your ass still filled to the brim with his cum.
You started to grind more and more, rubbing your ass against his pelvis making you moan out. The boys could only witness you as your eyes were rolled back, just rocking your ass onto Nahoya. Nahoya's shaft wrapped and enveloped in your tight walls as his tip was serenaded by your sweet juices. You begin to put up your ass revealing Nahoya's girth out to the boys to see, and sit back down hard. Nahoya groans out as his legs thump on the floor as soon as you bounce on his cock. You only began to drool and moan more, wincing in pain and pleasure as you can only keep bouncing as your ass gets impaled by him.
"WHO DO YOU BELONG TO HM?!~" Nahoya yelled out. "SAY IT PRETTY BOY!~" You yelled out his name out loud as the boys saw every last detail, swallowing their own saliva and staying quiet as they saw you literally get dominated against by them. You just kept on bouncing on Nahoya's cock, crushing his ballsack as you kept going faster, moans and screams echo from the room as you yell out his name more and more, your insides twitch each time his cock invades inside you as you just can't hold it any longer.
You kept bouncing harder and harder, thumping Nahoya up and down as the both of you moaned and groaned in pleasure. "FUCK Y/N!~ FUCKKKKKK!~ KEEP BOUNCING LIKE THAT!~" Nahoya screamed out as you kept going and going, rubbing his shaft onto your walls and tightening up. "BEG FOR MY CUM AGAIN!~" Nahoya yelled out as you begged. "NAHOYA!~ PLEASE!~ CUMMM INSIDE ME!~ I'M YOURS!~ I'M YOURS NAHOYA!~" You scream out and beg as Nahoya screams out in pleasure. "AHHHHH Y/N I'M GOING TO EXPLO-" Nahoya cums again, his ballsack pulsating against your ass as he pumps out more cum inside of you, the both of you moaning as your eyes rolled to the back of your skull.
Nahoya then thrusts upwards towards your ass yet again, and you feeling overstimulated and stretched moan as loud as you can. "YOU LIKE IT LIKE THAT?!~ NNGH!~ YOU WANT IT LIKE THAT?!~ TAKE IT!~ TAKE IT MY PET!~" Nahoya growls out as he kept thrusting upwards inside you, making your legs unstable to be on top of him more as he just kept ramming into you. The thrusts pick up faster and faster, and cum strands start flying out of the room as Nahoya keeps thrusting inside your wet ass.
"FUCKKKKK!~ GAHHHH!~" Nahoya grabs you by the neck and kisses you as he bursts inside of your ass yet again, cumming more and more. In the end, both of you were panting as the boys only watched in horror. "You belong to me Y/N~ Not them~" Nahoya chuckles as he pants, seeing you on the ground like that after his hard amounts of thrusts. "You're my pretty boy~" Nahoya said as he kisses you on the forehead. Meanwhile Nahoya had something to do with the boys.
"Go on and tell everyone about me and Y/N~" Nahoya chuckles. "Nobody will ever take him from me and if they try to, they'll have to see my show next~" The bubblegum-haired boy smiles, as the boys run for their lives as Nahoya comes back to look at you, the both of you bare naked, cuddling in the moonlight. "You're mine~" Nahoya chuckles.
"You've always been mine~" Nahoya says as your vision slowly wavers, and you close your eyes.
"Goodnight my pretty boy~"
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litepowee · 1 year
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𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞
ft. Nahoya Kawata & Souya Kawata
cw. drowning mention, gn!reader, time travellers/immortal au
wc. 3.6k
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1753 - Spain
A green dress caught their attention without fault, the corset hugging your body so perfectly. It was as if you had the entirety of the dance hall entranced on your figure, as your dance partner spun you around the floor. The roar of applause filled the room as the quartet settled. They fell still, as if their bodies had been turned to stone. Souya is the first to break the trance he had fallen under, a breathless laugh escaping him as you grab a glass of champagne.
Nahoya, with a white tux adorning his frame, stood as a stark contrast against Souya, who wore a black one. A stolen glance from you was all it took for them, as they made their way toward you, allowing your friend ample time to slip away as they approached. “Can I help you gentlemen?” You eye them, taking notice of the stark contrast between the two. The differentiation in their attire,the color and even the styles of their hair.. Souya’s hair tied up in a bun, with Nahoya allowing his hair to flow freely, beautifully framing his grinning face. 
“Why yes, you can sweetheart,” Nahoya’s permanent smile only serves to widen, sharing a glance with Souya, whose eyes are darting around. They both reach out a  hand towards you.  “May we have this dance?” is spoken in unison to go along with the gesture. A bashful giggle slips past your lips as you glance towards the quartet, “I’ve never danced with two men at once, I must admit.” Taking both of their hands in yours as they lead you out to the ballroom floor. “Don’t worry darling, we’ll make it work.'' Souya says as Nahoya stands off to the side, his hand sliding down to your waist as your own settles on his shoulder.
The music starts up as other couples join the floor, smiling, as you gaze into Souya's eyes. ‘They are a very pretty shade of blue…’ you can’t help but notice as Souya leads the dance. Your eyes wandered over to Nahoya, taking in his slim frame sipping champagne. Absorbed in his brothers’ looks, Souya bites the inside of his cheek before dipping you down, promptly directing your attention back to him. His eyes soften as they meet yours, and you can’t help but to smile at the warmness they hold. Lifting you back to your feet, Souya slightly bows before spinning you into Nahoya’s frame.  “Careful sweetheart, don’t want you falling for me just yet.”
A blush dusting your face, you resume dancing and focus on keeping in time with the music. “What makes you so sure I would fall for you or your friend?” His peachy hair flowing with his movements as Nahoya chides “Thought you were more observant than that love,” in a flash peach is swapped with a sky blue “We are brothers from a nearing kingdom.” As the music reaches its crescendo, Souya dips you down,your faces so close together you could feel his breath on your lips. Blushing, he avoids your gaze as you’re lifted back up and led back to where Nahoya was standing. “Well thank you for the dance gentlemen, it was truly an experience. I do hope to see you two again?”
The twins share a glance before each grabbing a hand, leaning down to press a kiss to it. Peering up through their lashes they mumble out in unison “We can only hope, my dear.”Years upon years passed since your fateful encounter with the Kawata’s. You knew in the back of your mind they wouldn’t keep their promise. Trying to remind yourself ‘it's for the better, less they find out what I really am’. An immortal, who takes the form of someone in their early 20s, but has lived for thousands of years; that would scare any person away the second they found out your shameful secret.
1822 - England
Working down in the factory takes most of your hours in the day, though the hours are long and you don’t have anyone to come home to; being occupied makes life livable. Immortality has its ups and downs, but right now if you could only be back in Spain wearing that beautiful ball gown rather than an ash covered pair of overalls and t-shirt. ‘I’d take Spain please.’ You think to yourself with a dry chuckle. 
After another long day at the factory, it wasn’t uncommon to go to the pub with some of your mates. “Aye Y/n! Finally made it, thought ya weren’t gonna show.”You laugh his comment off as you sit beside him at the bar, ‘’Wow didn’t know ya’ thought so lowly of me, like some slag, eh?” A round of beer turned into two, three? It was getting hard to keep count, “Eh, ‘m going out for fresh air!” You holler over the noise of the men talking, clinking glasses filled with rich beer. They desperately ache to release the stress and tension of work before getting back to their wives and family.
Leaning up against the cobblestone walls with vines of ivy climbing up, you glance up at the stars. ‘The only thing that stays the same for me. The only thing I got left is you guys, you mumble out, a smile  forms across your lips. Watching them twinkle and shine so brightly, a sense of comfort  filling your mind, and all tension dissipating. Down the dusty gravel road, your attention is caught by two voices, one sounding rather drunk already, slurring his words, “I ain’t worried! I don’t know why you’re so worried ‘Hoya!” As the men come into view, your breath hitches in your throat. ‘Peach and sky blue hair...’ Your mind started to race, staring at the two men leaning on each other for support. ‘No that ain’t possible, it has to be their descendants or something like that. I ain’t crazy.’
Suddenly your feet feel unstable, your body swaying as if you were out at sea, rather than standing on the gravel roads of England. You reach a hand out to the wall to stabilize yourself. “Hey, ‘cuse me!” You holler out, grabbing their attention. They both look over and seem to freeze as they meet your eyes. It seems as if time had frozen in its place. No one dared to move a muscle in fear of what may happen next. After a minute, Nahoya is the first to speak, letting out a confused “Eh?”. It’s almost like you can see the gears turning in his head and before you can realize that maybe they aren’t those guys' descendants, it's too late. “Wait, wait, what the fuck?” Souya mumbles out, raising his hand to point to you,
“Hoya what the fuck is this?!”
His head swinging between his brother and yourself, blue curls following in his tracks. Nahoya ignores his brother's calls, stepping forward to your frozen stature. “Madrid, Spain, in 1753…” He breathes out almost in a whisper, words barely reaching your ears. “A green gown, with black lacing, right? Am I right?”
No no no no… this couldn’t be happening. This isn’t possible, it simply isn’t, right? It has been 69 years since you have been in Spain. These two should have been far more aged then they appear to be now. You lay a hand against your forehead, squeezing your eyes shut feeling as if you had been spinning. “Hey! Hey, what the fuck is this?!” Souya walks up to you, looking you up and down despite his drunken state; you can smell the liquor wafting off his breath. Nahoya bursts out laughing as if this was the funniest thing in the world to him. “Barely recognized you with the short hair and total wardrobe change!” His laughter dies down as he takes long strides to you. Souya stepping off to lean on the cobblestone wall, Nahoya reaches up to wipe away a smear of charcoal powder on your cheek. 
“We meet again, my beloved.”
This wasn’t supposed to happen. There isn’t any logical explanation. You were the only immortal as far as you knew. One of your kind. An eternity of loneliness, so why?
Pulling your hand back you look at both of them, doubt and uncertainty swimming in your eyes which doesn’t go unnoticed by Nahoya. “You, both of you, this shouldn’t be happening. Can you die?” Both brothers look at you as if you’ve just spoken another language, taken aback and slightly hurt by your sudden question. Souya chuckles as if in disbelief “ ‘Course we can, what kinda question is that? Eh? Take us for some kinda freaks?” He snarled.
That was the push. ‘Freak?’ Tears threaten to spill over your lash line as you turn your back, running off into the night. Dust  follows your path, as they can only look on at your retreating form. New tears gather as you continue to blink them away, praying the day will come where they will leave your mind for good, and never return into your sight.
“Begone and never return.” Your voice croaks into the night sky,
“Please…”
Letting the hot tears stain your moonlit face. 
Sydney - 1994
How many deaths have you faked at this point? Has to be in the 100s by now, you think. As much as you want to feel guilt, knowing that it's fruitless to make connections with those around you, knowing they're going to die and you’ll outlive them by the centuries; humans are social creatures even if they are immortal. 
New century new you, right?
That’s what you keep in your head as you walk down the open hallways feeling a warm breeze on your skin. Opening the door, you take a deep breath stepping into the grand lecture hall. All eyes on you, you can feel the piercing stares of hundreds, maybe even thousands of students in the auditorium. “So happy to see so many people attending today, I am your professor Y/n, and will be teaching HIST 2114 this term. I do hope you’re all ready to dive into the past and uncover what historians in our education system may have attempted to hide from us.”
Everything was going well, the first class ended without a hitch. As students flood out of the hall, you take notice of a pointed gaze on you; well rather two gazes. Looking up to meet their eyes, you’re met with…
Peach and sky blue hair.
It feels as if you’ve been punched in the stomach. Your body suddenly feels heavy, weighed down by cinder blocks. You’re almost compelled to laugh, the bodily sensations reminding you of your time in England, around 1692? Or was it 1693? The feeling of water filling your lungs, as water rushes against your body. A cough tugs at your throat, as you fight a smile on your lips. 
Those same eyes stare back at you, before they come to life making their way down to you. Nahoya is the first to call out to you, “Hey prof! Could we talk to ya for a second?” Souya trailing behind him as if he’s unsure he is believing that you were real. Any words fall flat on your tongue as you only manage to give a small nod to the twins. “Meet us at the waterfront at 9pm tonight, teach.” Nahoya whispers as he passes by you.
“Smiley! Angry! You guys coming or what?!” A voice yelled from the halls, grabbing their attention. Nahoya’s smile only grows wider, well Souya’s eyes stay glued to the ground, trailing behind him. “Don’t be late, Y/n.” It’s almost a whisper, but loud enough to ring in your ears. 
It felt like time was moving too fast and too slow simultaneously. Pacing around as you wait for the clock to strike 9; granted you’ve already been here for half an hour. Your mind had been racing ever since the encounter with the twins. 
Maybe it's not too late to just leave. I mean they can’t possibly know right? That’s insane. You’re the only one of your kind, aren’t you? It feels like the world is spinning around you, everything a blurry mess as you grip your chest. It’s not too late to start anew somewhere else. Go somewhere they can’t find you. Start a new life, start over. Again and again. 
“I can’t do this, this isn’t real, I can’t.” Mumbling incoherently as you try to get motion in your feet that seem to be connected to the ground beneath.
 It's not too late it's not too late it's not- it's too late. 
Souya and Nahoya come into view as you feel your heart rate picks up. “Do you know how hard you are to track down?” Souya is the first to speak, scowling at you. Furrowing your eyebrows at them, “Track down? What are you guys trying to kill me or something? What the hell is going on!” Both brothers share a look before Nahoya sighs, his seemingly signature smile nowhere to be seen, “Well, don’t you think you need to do some explaining too?” Your mouth gapes like a fish out of water, words unable to form. 
Souya lets out a nervous chuckle as he steps between the two of you. “Look Nahoya, I think we should tell them what’s going on first. They’re probably just as confused as we are.” Taking a small strand of curls, he twirls it between his fingers before continuing., “Well if it wasn’t obvious enough, we’re time travelers…” He can’t seem to meet your eyes, as Nahoya stands off to the side waiting for his brother to continue. Glancing between you and his brother, he sighs stepping in, “Well, you see sweetheart. We weren’t expecting to meet another one ya’ know?” 
You look dumbfounded at the brothers, mind trying to process what was being said. They were both time travelers? That would explain how they seemed to never age no matter what time period you had collided in. But they thought you were also one? One of them? 
For a second, all that could be heard was the wind rustling through the leaves, trees swaying in the background as your gaze locked onto the brothers. The swaying silence was soon broken by a quiet giggle that soon manifested into something louder, something almost sounding like joy.
Nahoya could only let his smile fall, matching the concerned look Souya held, watching your frame backlit by the moon shining so brightly; it was almost blinding. As soon as it came upon you, it disappeared and you were met once again with silence. Becoming uncomfortably aware of their eyes gazing deeply on you, another chuckle escapes you, “I-i’m sorry. I didn’t mean, I’m sorry, I don’t know what had come over me. But…I, I'm not like you guys, I ain’t a time traveler. I’m an immortal.”
It was the brothers turn to look at you in disbelief.
Souya was the first to utter something that sounded like words, “A immor-wait, wait how?” 
Before you could even begin to explain yourself, a high-pitched tone rang from Nahoya’s pocket. Both of their eyes widened as Nahoya scrambled to pull a small electronic device out of his pocket. 
“Fuck not now.” Souya mumbles out as he looks at Nahoya, eyes swirling with something that almost looks dreadful. “Shit not now!” Nahoya shouted as he held the device closer to read it. The tone continued, beeping in short intervals matched with a red light flashing. “Nahoya! Let me see!” Souya cried out, pressing himself against his brother's side. 
0:49
Your eyes darted between the two, as they started to talk almost incoherently amongst them, almost forgetting about your presence. 
“Wait what's going on? What’s that noise?!” The brothers start taking steps back, disheartened eyes meeting yours. “Please don’t come any closer, we don't want you to get hurt.” Nahoya mumbles out as he glances down at the device.
0:32
“We’re sorry, let's meet again, yeah?” Souya calls out as the brothers link their hands together. Your heart feels like it's going into overtime as your brain matches its rhythm, ‘meet again?’
0:15
It all happened in what felt like could have been only a few seconds. Tears started to well up in your eyes, as they became blurry versions of themselves. Souya gripped Nahoya’s hand tighter, his eyes squeezing shut as a blinding white light started to crack through the ground. 
0:08
As the light moved up, enveloping their legs, you scream out, “Hiroshima! Meet me there in 14 years! Please! Let's meet again!” Sobbing out as you crumble to the ground, watching as Nahoya smiles. As the light consumes them, you hear a faint voice over your crying. 
“We promise, darling.” 
0:00
A blinding light fills your vision as you curl into yourself, averting from the light. Chest heaving against the calm breeze, forcing air into your lungs. All this time you had spent running from them, wishing for them to never appear again. But now as they slip through your fingers, you can’t help but long for them. Another heart-crushing sob rips through you, unsure if you’ll ever see the only people you’ve known throughout your time again. The only people that made you feel normal. 
The only people that made you feel human. 
2008 - Hiroshima
“I guess it is starting to get colder…” Wrapping your arms across your chest trying to save any body heat left that’s escaping through your sweatshirt as the cool breeze blows through you. Dry leaves skim across the pavement as the sun enlarges your shadow in front of you.
Walking down the pathway, the trees dance under the wind as you look up to admire the pretty colors. As a stairway leading up to a shrine comes into view. “Has that always been there?” Mumbling to yourself, turning to face the steps. Old cobblestone stairs wrapped in weeds and dainty flowers growing between the cracks. Shrugging, you start your descent up them, mumbling about “not having anywhere to be for the rest of the night…”. 
As you get closer to the top of the stairs, you hear voices. Unable to make out what they’re saying, you inch closer. Just over the hill of stairs you can see feet, as the voices get louder, and then silenced. One voice breaking through, although it's still hard to clearly understand what's being said. Creeping forward to the top, until a roar of noise stops you in your tracks. 
A soft chuckle escapes your lips, turning back around, “Haha, well nope. Not dealing with that. Maybe I can’t die but it’ll sure as hell hurt.” And with that, you descended down the stairs. Humming to yourself, as your eyes gravitate towards the sky. The stars start to light up against their darkened counterparts. 
“They look gorgeous tonight.” Mumbling as your smile softens to a whisper on your lips. The stars had always brought comfort, the only consistent in your long-lived life. 
Consistent…
The stars blur as tears fill your vision. A breathless chuckle slips out, reaching up to wipe the hot tears collecting. Peach and sky blue flood your mind. It has been almost a whole year since you moved to Hiroshima. From time to time, they consume all thoughts in your mind, silently willing them to manifest in front of you; even if it's just for a moment. 
Sighing, you try to shake those thoughts from your head reaching the bottoms of the stairs. Only stopping in your tracks as a loud voice caught your attention. As the owner of the voice turns the corner, two puffs of bright curly hair fills your vision. 
Peach and sky blue…!
It feels like everything suddenly came into slow motion. Nahoya’s words get caught in his throat as his eyes meet yours. Souya, who has yet to notice you, scrunches his eyebrows up at his older brother, “Hoya?”. His eyes scanned Nahoya’s face until he followed his sharp gaze to you. 
Eyes darting over their forms, trying to take everything in at once. They still had their signature curly hair that surely added a few inches to their height. But both were wearing black matching uniforms adorned with bright yellow kanji. ‘Toman’? 
Souya was the first to break through the invisible force keeping you all frozen in place. His dark leather boots crashed against the ground, and was soon followed by Nahoya. Two pairs of arms reach out, engulfing you in a hug as they press themselves against you in a tight hug. 
A grin rips through you as tears start to fall, your fingers gripping them so tightly; fearing if you were to loosen your grip they’d disappear again. 
Nahoya is the first to pull away, Souya quickly follows his actions. Your hands slip down their shoulders, caressing their arms as you intertwine your hands together with the brothers. Eyes darting between the two, still trying to come to the reality that you found them again. 
“Still look as gorgeous as ever, darling.” Nahoya breathes out, Souya giving your hand a small reassuring squeeze. It feels like all words are fleeting in your mind as you can only stand and stare at the brothers before you. Squeezing both of their hands, their eyes seem to light up with the same idea. 
Sharing a knowing glance between the two, a faint whisper of “1..2..3” could be heard, as Souya and Nahoya kneel down in almost perfect unison. Looking up at you with the moon reflecting in their eyes, both adorning a smile, 
“May we have this dance?” 
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jupiters-galaxy · 1 year
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Hi!!!
I see you have the requests open and also I see you love the little one of Kawata's twins, so I want to know if you can make some headcanons for Souya with a crush and how he will ask them out :)
Yes!!!! Wow it took me ages for this but I had to wait for the Souya brainrot to hit JUST RIGHT and tonight is that night!!!!
This is almost entirely self indulgence uhm ANYWAYS!
-When Souya has a crush, he's totally floored by it. He's a little confused, he honestly just...doesn't know how to process it. Hell, he's not even sure it's a crush!! He doesn't fully realize it until Nahoya asks him why he's been so off lately, and the whole thing comes pouring out.
-He's definitely the type to make unexpected connections; he probably met you at his restaurant, or in a coffee shop out of nowhere. And at the first meeting he's like, huh. This is an odd feeling. But a couple more chance encounters lead to him constantly hoping he'll see you anywhere he goes; the store, at work, while he's on one of his evening walks. He tries to convince himself that it's just because he likes company; and that ain't it!
-Denial is the first stage; he can't have a crush, he's never been in love before! He thought he just wasn't meant for love, the way some people are when they don't really know who they are or what they want. But like it or not...you're in his thoughts, and there's no cure for that!
-Freaking out comes next. What the hell is he meant to do!!!!! Nahoya is his saving grace; Souya can always count on him to practically read his mind and offer exactly what he needs to hear. Nahoya urges him to spend more time with you, feeling out your interests (and, argurably most importantly, figuring out if you are single!)
-And Souya always did best with plans. After a week or two to chill out, he develops a plan (with Nahoya's help, obvi!)
-He asked you out for coffee, which is a bit inherently romantic (and you surely know this when accepting! I mean, cmon). He figures a neutral, public setting is best, and Nahoya promised a coffee shop was the best because of the widely accepted romantic subtext of coffeeshop meetings.
-When out for coffee, let's be honest, he's still a bit of a mess! He mostly just wants to get it over with- part of him thinks you'll probably (definitely) reject him. So after making small talk for a little bit, albeit awkwardly, he lays all his cards out. Full disclosure, now or never, right?!
-I imagine he'd say something like this (yes I will be writing the dialogue SHHHHHHH cringe culture is dead ok)
"Look, why I asked you here...ahh, this is hard for me to say. Sorry if this whole thing has been weird, I just...I've noticed that I think about you a lot, and like, that's weird. Er, maybe it's normal for you, or for other people, but not for me, I...I don't really think about...people. Not like this. I think I really like...you. I haven't known you that long. We met in, what, August? It's hard to remember. I just know that you're so smart, and sweet, and open to all the bullshit around me, and I really, really like that. I'm sure it seems crazy for me to be saying that you're special when I barely know you. But that's the whole thing, I...I want to get to know you more. I want to be there with you for...whatever you want. God, whatever you want, I can do. ....and I'm sorry my confession sucks."
-Ofc bright red and expressive the whole time. Mans gets expressive when embarassed.
-Those are his feelings! Only question is...will you accept? :)
Again I am so sorry it took - FIVE MONTHS TO ANSWER OH MY GOD I sincerely didn't think it was that late I am *even more sorry* now. I appreciate the ask!!!! Any excuse to talk about Souya is a good one and I am trying to be more dilligent about answering asks so,,, yeah!!! Send more if you want, I hope this hit your request well enough!
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