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yaekiss · 1 year

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hi so [holds head in hands] no pressure to fulfill this request of course but like. heizou, kazuha, and the wanderer (separate) going down on you lol,, haha,, bonus points if it’s their first time doing anything with you,, or anyone, for that matter,,, (afab mc preferred ^^)

oh and since you’re not familiar with heizou’s character yet, i have some ideas … i know a lot of people make him out to be super experienced and like yeah. no shame to that. that’s epic. but god. look. listen… there’s untapped potential here [shakes you aggressively] heizou, aware of his own flirty reputation and also wanting to impress you, pretends to know what he’s doing and acts all confident like yeah. i got this bbg. i fucked around already. mhm. totally. i’m gonna give you the time of your life fr. yet he just… mentally bluescreens when it actually gets to the real deal. his face heats up, his mouth goes slack, and he stares like an idiot. internal monologue is probably: what do i do. what do i DO. i do not want to fuck this up HOLY FUCKKKKKKKKKK. eventually you get sick of his virgin act and decide to help him out by sitting on his face and riding the fuck out of him. yeah

— 🌻 nonnie (i hope you’re well!)

𝑯𝒐𝒕 𝑵𝒆𝒘 𝑹𝒊𝒅𝒆?

꩜ Room Content: Dom! AFAB! Reader! x Sub! Heizou, Sub! Kazuha, Sub! AFAB! Wanderer (separate), cunnilingus (reader receiving in all 3 parts, implied giving in Wanderer's part), you ride their faces 😼, all 3 of them are inexperienced, lmk if I missed out anything ! ꩜ A/N: Thank you for waiting 🌻 anon!!! Ran out of steam after Heizou's part so Kazuha's and Wanderer's parts are in bulleted points orz... Anyways, here's ur order of the an3mo boys eating you out ♡ Hope you enjoy hehe !!

🏷️𝑹𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝟎𝟕𝟐𝟒: 𝑺. 𝑯𝒆𝒊𝒛𝒐𝒖

After countless weeks (weeks!) of chasing each other around, Heizou’s cryptic riddles and your vague replies for him to unravel, he finally has you where he wants you! (Or do you have him right where you want him?)

Though, you need to give him credit where credit is due. Everything in the room has been set up to your liking and the thought of how much effort he put into this has your heart fluttering a bit.

“Well? Impressed?” There’s a cocky smirk on Heizou’s face and you scoff, rolling your eyes at him. You’re aware of the reputation he’s amassed on the streets, rumours of how he’s a casanova unlike no other, how he can charm anyone into his arms. Frankly, you couldn’t really see the supposed suave flirtatious persona in him. Like, are we talking about the same Heizou? The man who made you go on a wild goose chase through the town, only to reach a scenic lake and have the moment ruined by him falling into the water while he’s excitedly waving to you from afar. (Though his shirt got soaked through and you got to see his cute nipples… Hmm, maybe the rumours have some truth to them after all.) But you’re not one to back down without a fight.

“I’ll give you my answer in the morning so you better make tonight count, detective.” Slowly shedding your clothes, you eye him with a brimming anticipation as he watches, his own eyes glued to your mesmerising figure.

After you lay back on the bed, Heizou wastes no time in diving between your legs, trailing featherlight kisses up from your calf to your inner thighs. He slowly inches his way up towards your core before, all of a sudden, all his previous actions stop. You can feel his hands on you falter a bit as the bed shifts and dips as he sits back on his knees. Puzzled by the change in the mood, you sit up to check on Heizou but the sight you see is not one you were exactly expecting.

His face is glowing with how red and blushy he’s gotten, hidden behind his hands as he tries to hide the expression he’s making. Clearing his throat and turning away from your gaze, he gulps audibly.

“Just… just give me a second to c-compose myself…” An odd awkwardness filters through the air and you can’t help but quirk an eyebrow up at this (not so) unforeseen turn of events.

“Why, is my little casanova scared? Where did your previous bravado go?” Teasing him further, you crawl seductively towards him, taking full amusement in watching him squirm nervously, peeking at you through the gaps of his fingers.

“I’m not… scared… what are you talking about? Ahahaha…” His strained laughter trails off at the end and it’s the last straw for you. Annoyance taking hold of you, you grab onto his shoulders and push him down so that he’s lying on the bed, olive eyes wild and bewildered as they stare up at you. For the first time in a while, he has no idea what to expect and frankly, he didn’t think he’d be so turned on by it.

Before he can register what’s happening, mind hazy with lust and desire, you’ve planted yourself on his face. Tongue instinctively darting out, he tastes your slick and the mix of a whine and a groan escapes him. The sensation sends a jolt of pleasure through you, making you grind down on his face harder to chase your own climax.

Heizou’s pussy eating skills are honestly pitiful but he almost makes up for it through his sheer enthusiasm alone. Messy slurps and moans fill the room as he clumsily laps up at your folds, drenching his mouth and chin. Your thighs clamp down on either side of his head but he shows no signs of slowing down or even stopping for air.

“I-it’s all… hahh… bark and no bite with- ah! -you isn’t it, Heizou?” All you get in return is a pathetic whine as he shifts so his nose nudges up against your clit. And that’s what it takes for you to cum. You ride out your high, your pace slowing down while you try to catch your breath. As your gaze refocuses, you catch a glimpse of the damp patch growing at the crotch area of Heizou’s pants and you laugh at his dazed drunken expression when you get off of him.

Looks like you weren’t the only one who came.

“I’m impressed with your performance for now, detective. But for higher accuracy, what say we go for a few more rounds?”

🏷️𝑹𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝟏𝟎𝟐𝟗: 𝑲. 𝑲𝒂𝒛𝒖𝒉𝒂

He’s probably the one who brings it up after overhearing one of the many raunchy conversations between Captain Beidou and the Tianquan (someone please buy him noise-cancelling earplugs)

The more he thinks about it, the more the idea seems viable. Besides, if it doesn’t work out in the end, the two of you would have learnt more about your tastes and preferences!

But seriously, he needs to pick a better time to spring his suggestions on you. While dining at a food stall, he nonchalantly asks you, “Would you mind if I… went down on you… the next time we make love?”

You almost did a spit take at his words

Internally cursing Beidou (how dare she unknowingly corrupt your adorable Kazuha before you can!!), you swallow your beverage before replying

“If it’s what you want, I’m not opposed to it darling”

The smile he flashes you is blinding and the moment would’ve been more tender if it weren’t for the previous lascivious question

Sigh, still, how could you say no to such a cute lover

He’s another inexperienced one, years of drifting around and never really settling down with anyone means that he’s physically exposed to a lot of things for the first time with you

But he’s open minded, always open to trying out new experiences and kinks while making sure the both of you are comfortable

While he eats you out, he gets a little intoxicated by you, enjoying how you feel against his tongue, savouring every inch of you

Nothing else in the world matters right now expect pleasing you and making you cum on his face

Although you’re the one riding on him, somehow he’s the louder one????

He lets out muffled breathy puffs and moans, whining and squirming under you as he licks and indulges in you, occasionally calling out your name interspersed with, “More!” or “I love you!”

Feeling your orgasm building up, you gyrate your hips downwards to drive his tongue deeper in you

You cream on his face and he doesn’t hesitate to clean you up, not wasting a single drop (he’s really such a dear!)

The next day, Beidou gives him a firm slap on his back, chuckling about how she’s “glad that he’s getting some, but please keep it down, the other crewmates are trying to sleep”

Kazuha is understandably mortified and downright embarrassed at her words

He looks in your direction for some help but all you do is just laugh and think to yourself:

How can you make him scream your name next time?

🏷️𝑹𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝟎𝟏𝟎𝟑: 𝑾𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒓

Granted, you were a little tipsy after a night out of drinking with Kaveh but you just had to bring it up to Wanderer as he’s hauling your drunk ass back home

“Hey… how about… hic!... you eat me out next time…? Hmm?”

He’s so thankful that you passed out in his arms before you could see his face explode into a shade of crimson at your words

“Seriously, how are you so shameless?”

When you wake up the next morning and go about your day, you can’t help but notice that your sweetheart has been staring at you nonstop (from across the room, sitting opposite you at the dining table, you name it)

However, whenever you try to ask him about it, he scoffs and hastily brushes you off, tilting his hat to avert your eyes while he rushes off (before inevitably coming back to continue staring at you 🙄)

Sick and tired of his antics, you manage to corner him and interrogate (read: bully) an answer out of the man

After he spills the beans on how he's been fantasising about what you said last night, you turn your gaze downwards and true to his words, he’s already drenched in his shorts

“To think the high and mighty Wanderer would be so affected by a passing comment, how lewd!”

Things progress quickly and the two of you find your way into the bedroom, lips locked in a heated kiss with hands roaming each other’s body

As you break from the kiss, he lays back and prepares for you to ride his face, resolve steeled even if he’s never done this before

You hover over his face since you’re worried about potentially suffocating him but he clicks his tongue and straight up says, “Are you looking down on me? I obviously have no need for air unlike you mortals do. Sit. On. My. Face.”

Hands grabbing your thighs, he plants you down on his face and goes to town

He eats you out with a feverish devotion, spurred on by the moans and praises that slip past your lips as if they’re the most divine hymns he’s ever heard

(If you’re his god, then he’s more than happy to be your throne!)

His eyes roll back when you tug on his hair as you cum, the pain mixed with pleasure muddies his senses but it doesn’t stop him from slurping up your release

Shakily pulling yourself off of his face, you think you hear a whine from him, violet eyes teary and pupils blown wide

You push his legs apart and settle yourself in front of his wet cunt, your hot breath fans across his sensitive folds and he has to stop himself from rolling his hips down to meet your face

“You were so good for me sweetheart, now let me return the favour yeah?”

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ponderingmoonlight · 4 months

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Can we get a yuta x fem!reader where he saves reader in Shibuya just in time after not seeing her this whole year?

sounds like a plan to me, let's do it hehe

Yuta saving your ass in Shibuya

Pairing: Yuta x fem!reader

Word Count: 1,7k

Synopsis: You have enough. After fighting for multiple hours in Shibuya, you are the brink of giving up your life, of giving up the pondering about a future with Yuta. Little do you know he's already on his way to Shibuya...

Warnings: language, TW! reader accepts the threat of death (and kinda wants to die), angst but comfort, not fully proofread

„Fuck!“, you cry on top of your lungs, bruised fingertips digging themselves into the debris underneath.

You are so damn tired. Tired of the horrible things you had to endure on this cursed evening, tired of all the senseless fighting, tired of death crawling up your spine. Maybe you just have to realize that your time has come, that you’ll be next. After all those people losing their lives today, it’s finally your turn.

“I’ve done enough”, you mutter to yourself.

The countless creatures in front of you cry out while storming towards you again. The people behind you scream in horror, so scared of dying that it wrenches your heart.

Why? Why do you have to be so damn emotional about this, so wrecked by their helplessness? You shouldn’t bother about their fate at all, should just sit here and await your very own relief in silence.

But instead, you lift yourself back up and draw your sword. Again and again, you slash into their bodies, paint the town around you in purple. Every fiber of your being begs you to stop, to just run away and never return, to sit down and let them slice your head off to end this madness once and for all.

It was definitely easier when he was still around. Yuta Okkotsu, special grade, probably the strongest after Satoru.

And the boy you hopelessly fell in love with until he decided to leave you behind. It’s been a year since you’ve last seen him, a year since you really talked to each other. Damn, how much you wished to see him one more time before you die, to at least tell him about your unwavering feelings. Why the hell are you so attached to him after all this time anyway?

But Yuta Okkotsu isn’t enough. The unsaid words between you two aren’t enough motivation to keep going after you’ve seen Nanami die, after both of Toge’s arms got sliced off, after Sukuna almost killed you.

No. You are so damn tired of it all. Fuck your pathetic life, fuck those people you don’t even know.

“I…I can’t…do…it…anymore”, you huff out.

Like in slow motion, your bloody blades glides out of your weak grip, falling onto the ground with a loud clinking.

This is it. Your final moment on this earth. Maybe that huge curse will bite your head off and let it all end quickly. Hopefully you wake up somewhere nice, maybe at a beach or something. And maybe, just maybe, your brain is able to trick you one last time into thinking that he’s here, that he thought about you as well, that Yuta Okkotsu didn’t forget about your existence.

Just a single moment and it will be over. Just one last breath in this cursed place.

You allow yourself to close your eyes, the desperate cries for help fading into the background. The pain that holds your body, all the horrible things you’ve seen…You smile to yourself gently while sitting down. It’s finally over. Now you’re finally able to rest.

And so you wait in silence for their sharp teeth, for them to finally slice your head off. But something seems off…You furrow your eyebrows. What has gotten into this thing? Is it full already? No, these monsters never get enough. It has to me something else.

“Hey, are you alright?”

You hold your breath, eyes snapping open in an instant. That familiar voice, that white uniform…You glare straight into the stranger’s face.

But no, that isn’t a stranger.

This is Yuta Okkotsu.

“(y/n), is that really you? What were you doing here? That curse could have killed you!”

His words don’t fully reach your ears, cries of the curse who gets eaten alive by Rika ringing in your ears. This can’t be true. He…He wasn’t even on the continent. How did he get here? And why on earth is he standing right in front of you?

Suddenly thick anger rises up your chest. Anger because he your left without really telling you. Anger because he didn’t write or reply to your messages frequently, anger because Yuta never seemed to fully care about you after the year you’ve spent together, after the secret kiss you’ve shared. And now he’s standing in front of you with that single droplet of sweat running down his face, asking what you are doing here.

“You have some fucking nerve”, you hiss through gritted teeth.

You lift your trembling figure off the ground, pushing him backwards with all the strength you have left only to stumble over your worn-out legs.

“You disappear for a whole damn year, never really care about me and then you ask my what I’m doing here!? Do you want to know what I did? I tried to save these people, tried to justify the countless dead jujutsu sorcerers, tried to free Gojo-sensei! What were you doing all this time, why didn’t you even ca-“

With a swift motion, he gets down and wraps his arms around you, cages you against his body. No, you don’t want to be near him, you need to get away, you…

Can’t help but cry.

“Why did you leave me here without saying anything?”, you mutter desperately, fists banging weakly against his chest.

Fuck, why does it have to feel so comforting, why do you have to realize just how much you missed him and the way he holds you? Why does it have to be so damn hard to stay mad at him when all you need right now is a big comforting hug?

“I can’t tell you how sorry I am for all those things. When I heard what happens here in Shibuya, when no one could tell me that you’re safe…On my flight back here I regretted over and over that I didn’t have the guts to tell you how I feel”, he whispers against your bloody ear.

“Please tell me you’re alright, tell me I wasn’t too late”, he begs.

Gently, he lifts up your face, forces you to get lost in his blue eyes. Oh, how badly you want to push him away, tell him to leave this place and let you die. But instead, you just stare at him, watch how he scans your body, your countless injuries.

“How long have you been fighting here alone?”, he mutters.

“4 hours. Maybe a little longer. I lost count some time ago”, you mumble, tired eyes still set on him.

He looks so different from when you last saw him. How is it even possible to turn from a boy to a man in the matter of one year? His chest seems wider, jawline even sharper, eyes clearer than ever before. But what changed the most is the way he carries himself. The man in front of you isn’t insecure and fearful. No, he seems absolutely aware of his immense powers, killing of that grade 1 curse with ease.

“You look shocked.”

“I definitely am. After all, a ghost is talking to me”, you reply dryly.

What hasn’t change is the fact that his eyes seem to be the mirror of his feelings, instantly filling with sorrow by the sound of your harsh tone.

“I didn’t want to leave you behind. But…I had no other choice, (y/n)! I owed it to myself and Riko-“

“Oh, so now it’s Rika and you, huh?”, you bark.

Enough. You stand up faster than expected, shooting back up only to lose balance and falling back into Yuta’s open arms.

“Hey, slow down. You have to be exhausted.”

“Yes. Yes I am fucking exhausted. Exhausted from that senseless fighting, exhausted from hearing your excuses! What was the real reason you just left me in the dark? Was it because of Rika, because you don’t care about me like that? You should have thought about that before you kissed me the night before you went to different continent-“

“Trust me, I thought about you all the time, I loved you all the time, (y/n)! It was just as hard for me as it was to you. The last thing I wanted was to leave after that night, but I had no other choice. It was my only chance to train properly, to get the best of me. If I could, I would have taken you with me straight away. But I couldn’t. And I’ll probably never forgive myself for leaving you alone in this mess, for almost losing you!”

He grabs your face passionately, makes you forget how to breathe. Is this really Yuta Okkotsu talking to you? Is this really Yuta Okkotsu leaning closer, his lips only inches away from yours.

“I loved you through everything, (y/n). And I hope you did as well.”

“Are you serious?”, you breathe out, staring at him in sheer disbelief.

“You were the only thing on my mind all this time. You and…that I never told you that I love you”, you blurt out.

You aren’t even able to turn away from him. In the matter of seconds, his lips are pressed against yours. Just like the last time you’ve seen each other, just like he did at his dorm a year ago. Sparks fly, your heart shivers in sheer excitement. Oh, you’ll definitely not forget that he just left you, that he didn’t message you on a regular basis.

But at the moment, you just close your eyes and let the sensation of his hands caressing your face while his lips brush over yours so tenderly sink in. Just a few minutes ago, you were kneeling on the ground, ready to let yourself get killed here in Shibuya. And now he’s here. The countless nights you pondered when he’ll come back, how he’ll act, how he’ll look.

When reality is so much better.

“I promise that I’ll never leave you again. I’ll make it up to you”, he mumbles against your parted lips.

“I sure hope so.”

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bitchlessdino · 10 months

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another request because ofc!!! reader finds out seokmin is a virgin and wants to change that 🤭 bonus points if it starts out of pity because they actually don’t like each other but turns into actual desire 💃🏼 mwah

Pairing: virgin!seokmin x afab!reader

Genre: smut

Word count: 2.6k

tags: mention of alcohol, manhandling, oral (reader giving), pet names for seokmin, dry humping, heavy dirty talk, unprotected sex, swallowing

author note: hi mitchieeee, i hope you enjoy hehe

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“Wait, you’re a what?”

“Please don’t make a big deal out of this,” Seokmin whines seeing how hard you try to hold back your laughter.

“I can’t believe you’re a virgin. Wow, at your grown age.” You wipe away your unshed tears before setting a hand on his shoulder in a kinly manner. “Oh baby boy Minnie, you cannot just lay this on me and expect me not to do anything.”

“In my defense, I wasn’t trying to let you know.”

“Well, we’re going out tonight.”

You hadn’t known Seokmin for long, but as far as you can tell, he’s as good as these guys can get. It shouldn’t have surprised you as much as it did, but it was very hard to believe considering what a good guy he is. He’s such a textbook good guy that you had a hard time believing it. No one was that nice. He had you convinced he was two-faced at one point, but nope. Seokmin is merely just Seokmin. And maybe that was his problem.

“How about her?” you ask subtly nodding at a girl from across the bar.

“Are we really doing this?”

You tsk at the young man before asking sizing the girl up. Acting no better than a man, you pick apart mentally why she’d be a potential candidate. Eventually, you shake your head the moment you see she is being tended to by what looks to be a girlfriend of her own before you move on to the next available person with a heartbeat.

“Oh my god, wait, her! She’s perfect.” You clap to yourself momentarily and push him in her direction, reminding him what you’ve taught him. “Go, go. Compliment her shoes, or ask what she’s drinking!”

A look of discomfort is apparent on his face but he goes off in that direction anyway, stalking the target as you leisurely sipped your cosmo. It seemed to go well for a while–watching a smile on her face as they talk–but that mood takes a turn when she gets up to leave and not alongside Seokmin. When he returns to you, he’s unsure what went wrong but you reassure him the night is still young and there are plenty of opportunities for him to make a connection.

Encounter after encounter, drink after drink, none have stuck around and in the end, he retreats back to you all the same. You expel an exaggerated sigh as you cross your arms seeing him strike out a sixth time in a row. Even after all the rejection, he doesn’t seem too offended by it, leisurely sipping his watered-down cocktail. You narrow your eyes back at him, seeing him blink back like a lost lamb. “You’re not trying, are you?”

“I don’t want to even be here.”

You shake your head, pinching the skin between your eyebrows as you took a deep sigh. “I thought you wanted to know what it felt like.”

“Of course I do, but this isn’t it.” He pulls his stool from underneath him closer to you. He set his finished drink aside for the bartender to take and slouches his shoulders. “Let’s just go home. This is no way to do this.”

And like that, a lightbulb flickered in your head until it bursts with endless luminosity. “We should go home. Because you’re gonna do it with me.”

You drag him by the wrist and immediately go hail a taxi, flailing your arms like a psychopath until one was desperate enough for cash to take you.

“Are you drunk?” Seokmin asks in bemusement. “Why the hell would we of all people do that?”

“Why the hell not? I’m flexible. I can take my leg all the way up to my shoulder.”

Seokmin’s jaw slightly drops upon hearing that, picturing that, before shaking out the words from his head and realizing too late he’s joining you in a cab. “Not the point. Why are you willing to help me by going that far?”

You look at him with a stern face before shushing him with your free hand and turning to the driver with your address. You finally arrive back at your apartment, paying the driver before getting out of the car and dragging him up the flights of stairs.

“You still haven’t answered me,” his voice echoes in the building fixtures, booming louder than usual. “And slow down, will you?”

“Walk faster.”

Entering your apartment, you realize this is the first time he’s been in here. You realize it’s the first time anyone’s been in here. You toss your keys aside and offer Seokmin a drink. He sounds off a decline and takes in the gravity of this situation as he’s scanning your residence. “Your place is nice.”

You grin, tugging him to your side again, and drag him to the couch to immediately straddle his lap abruptly. “Thank you. I like to think I’m settled in by now.”

“Are we actually doing this?”

You smooth your pal over his shoulders, your smile picking up from one side. “You don’t seem entirely against it.” You press down on the grown erection under you, a soft groan leaving his lips.

“Of course not, little Seokmin barely has a mind of his own—“

You squint. “You call him little Seokmin—“

“Besides the point, don’t listen to him. He’s only thinking of one thing.”

“Sounds like me and him are on the same page, now all we need is you. Tell me why we shouldn’t, Seokmin,” You say as you start grinding down on his toned, firm thigh. You watch his face contort in interest, submission, succumbing to your advances. Your hand trails over his cheek, noting how his breath hitches when your fingertips tap against his neck. “While I give every reason why we should.”

He shakes his head, almost in disbelief. “Y/n—shit, this is such a b-bad idea.”

“That’s not a reason, Seokmin.”

“I could do something wrong.”

“Which is why I’d teach you, baby.”

He blinks back at you frantically, his cock straining in his pants until it hurts. He looks so pliable and pretty, it takes everything in you to keep the pace slow. At a moment’s notice, your hand thread through his hair and pulls his head back. He softly whimpers, eyes struggling to stay on you as your lips made their way down his jaw, then his neck, before closing your lips around his adam’s apple.

Seokmin holds down his pants to keep from poking you, and uses his shallows breath to distract him from your lewd gestures. He realizes how ineffective as your hips dip into his, pushing against his cock, and a groan leaves his lips like live pornography. It physically moves you to the point you’re determined to hear more.

“Tell me, Seok. What can I do to convince you?”

“Apparently, not much,” he mumbles with a harsh blush against his cheeks and ears, struggling underneath you, “Why do you want this?”

“Me?” You push his head back up to meet his eyes. “I just had a sudden hankering for virgin pretty boys. Is that a good enough reason?”

“...Ok, I-I think so–” and your lips meet his, pressing into his body and letting it naturally melt around him.

His hands claim home reluctantly around your body, feeling the soft texture of your back over your shirt before caressing it tenderly. His other arm loops around your hips, discovering how perfectly it hugs your body close to his as follows your languid movement in the kiss. It scratches a part of his brain to hear you moan the way you did, he feels himself kissing you deeper, needier.

Seokmin’s body slouches underneath yours, gripping your thighs until he was squished at his waist and gradually his hips move on their own against you. His cock bumps against your throbbing cunt repeatedly until he’s practically drilling against you. Your voice, sultry yet delicate, burns in his ears, turning them a vibrant scarlet and suddenly he’s lifting you with your body tightly wound to him and pushed into the cushions of the couch.

You let out a startled gasp, not having predicted such action and his body is relentlessly against yours against you, digging into you, taunting you, ruining you. “You, t-tease.”

Seokmin acts as if he doesn’t hear, as if he can only focus on how good it feels for his cock to rub against you right now. His body rolls against you enough that you can feel the friction of the zipper on your clit, making you writhe underneath him. His kisses grow hungrier, tongue traveling inside you like he’s starved for every morsel. It’s pure animal instinct. So pure and primal, he’s convinced he’ll cum right then and there, but practices self-restraint. If he’s learned one thing from satisfying his own urges, it’s patience.

Your legs wrap around him, pushing him closer, the sensual noises you make only make him fall deeper, making him weaker.

“Put it in me…” you cry, “I want your cock fuck so deep inside me. Please, Seokmin…”

Seokmin finds the word “no” to be impossible at this point, but he can’t help but still feel anxious at the idea of it happening. “Hold on.” He procures his wallet from his back pocket before taking out the condom you planted earlier in there for him and sets it aside on the coffee table. “I’m sure you want your clothes off, yeah?”

His hand comes at the hem of his long sleeve before it over and off his body, revealing a body you’ve only ever seen in sports catalogs. You’re so stunned at the clear concaves and curves of his abs and pecs, you barely grasp that he’s helping you with your shirt off. His hand smooths over your frame as he’s kissing over your chest, moving against you again to distract you from your request moments ago.

He slips your pants between your bodies, hearing it hit the ground, and replicates that movement with his own pants, now only the barrier of your underwear stopping you. He swallows noticing the giant stain right where the center of your core is. “It’s so…wet.”

“Yeah, it’s what you’ve been doing to me.”

He ravels you like it's a delicate process, slipping down the sides of your panties until over your legs and off your body to have your bare pussy, glossy from all the arousal, twitching at the sight. It fuels something in him. “Shit…”

“Do it…put it in me…”

He swallows again, knowing his little Seokmin badly wants what you want, so what is he stalling for? He shut his eyes, taking in deep breaths. “Okay…”

“Don’t be scared…I’ll only bite if you want me to. Take out your cock for me.”

Just as slowly as he has done you, his briefs come down achingly slow, but reveal the perfectly big cock ready for the taking it. You marvel at it, drool forming at the corner of your lips, your clench and unclench your fist before darting for his girth. However, you are prevented from doing so by Seokmin himself, feeling the tremble in his hands. “I-I’ll do it. I just–”

“You don’t have to be nervous, Seokmin. It’s just me.”

“That’s exactly why I am nervous.”

“But why–ah, ah, shit.”

You feel him ease into you, the stretch of his cock was deafening with every mouth-watering inch. He takes light strokes as a test, plunging his fat cock into you like nothing while you bite your bottom lip, eyes flicking to the back of your skull.

“Wait, shit, the condom.”

You shake your head. “Don’t bother. I rather we didn’t anyway. Fuck, you’re so big.”

“Am I?” He asks pumping in you in a concise rhythm. “That feel good? Am I doing it right?”

You softly moan, clenching around him as you absorb the soft, careful tone in his words. “Yes, Minnie, but deep for me, please. Do what feels natural. Use me like your toy.”

“O-okay.”

He takes your advice and down pushes in deeper, groaning at the sensation as he picks up the speed. “Fuck…”

“Shit, that’s unreal.” You whine, “Faster, Seok. I said to use me.”

He listens as he’s fucking you faster, harder. He clutches the flesh of your ass cheeks, spreading you open. Your body stiffens, hands over his knuckles as you follow him. “Yes, like that. Fuck.”

He’s barely comprehensible in his grunts, truly seeing you as a thing to fuck that he just knows will make him insufferable. “Your. Pussy’s. So. Good.”

“Yeah, you like that Minnie? You like splitting my raw pussy open with your fat fucking cock?”

He nods gingerly.“Yes. I. Do. Shit. Pussy’s. So. Wet. Good. Around. Cock.” He folds into you, pressing his chest against yours and kissing your lips to swallow your moans. “That. Feel. Good?”

“So good, baby. Give it to me more, baby.”

“More? More?”

He pounds you harder, biting your lips as his hand roams down to find your clit. You moan like a stupid slut at that but take a moment of bemusement to wonder where the hell that came from. “W-where? How?”

“Porn.”

He makes it so that you can move even an inch away from him, feeling your sweat mixes into each other until you don’t know where you start or he ends. He rubs your moisture around your clit while his thrusts remain an enigma, once so timid and careful, now leaving you breathless with every generous jerk every waking second.

Eager to experiment more, Seokmin pulls you up from the couch and pressed your chest against the cool wooden coffee table, pulling your ass in the air. His cock reenters you from behind, now the sound of your ass slapping against his lap is so delectably wet and delicious, that everything else feels numb.

You grip the edge of the table, legs elevated with curled toes. “Yes, fill me up please…you fuck me so fucking good…oh, Seokmin…a fucking natural…”

He finds your clit once more, going at it for what feels like forever, and enjoys you as if it's the last. He revels in your entirety contracting against him and he knows his patience can only take so much at this point.

“Seok, I’m cumming. I’m cumming. Just like that, please.”

He knows it's the beginning of the end the moment you open that dirty mouth of yours. He holds himself together, letting you come apart around him before he’s announcing he’s close with much trepidation. You nod back knowingly, a wide smile breaking out on your face. “Pull out, and put it in my mouth.”

He quickly obliges, seeing you getting on your knees and grasping at his shaft. You angle him at your lips, the slick force from your fingers milk every built-up tension from his cock and bursting it in your mouth in milky white. He memorializes how it hits your tongue, how big your smile is before you lick up every bit of it and suck his cock clean, and how much relief and pleasure he’s gotten from the whole ordeal. He’s overcome with a sense of gratitude.

“That was good. The student learns fast.”

“That was good,” he repeats.

“Amazing, actually.”

“Okay.” At this point, it was understandable to his brain had become mush, but he never knew it come to this extent.

You chuckle. “Your first time good?”

“Very.”

“Good, now I’m gonna teach you a little thing about aftercare. Lords knows how many guys go out fucking without knowing what is.”

Before you begin getting up he pushes you back down, a fierce look of determination from his eyes. “Can I eat you out first?”

Your eyes shoot open in pleasant surprise, quickly maneuvering yourself to sit back on the coffee table with spread legs. “Looks like someone’s been doing his homework.”

That night you learn he wasn’t only natural with his dick he was a natural with his mouth too. it helped to have his pretty nose.

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verimuru · 1 month

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Red on Maroon A 16-page IWTV (2022) fancomic about the vampire Armand and journalist Daniel Molloy visiting the Mark Rothko retrospective in 2024 Paris. Content mentions & warnings: The comic depicts Daniel’s internalized ableism. Rothko’s suicide is acknowledged but not discussed in detail. There’s angst, talk about kink and lots of fluff. Louis is mentioned as well as Daniel’s daughters. Marius is not named but is hinted at. The comic is set up in post-Dubai-interview time and based on my knowledge about s1 of AMC’s IWTV with sprinkles of book canon. Some notes about the comic below:

As with my last comic, I am not a native English speaker, so I hope you keep that in mind when reading <3 trying my best here meow meow

The Rothko retrospective can be visited until 2nd of April of 2024 in Louis Vuitton Foundation. I visited the place in January, so the comic’s surroundings are a mix of memories and some image searches, but in no way fully accurate. Since visiting Paris next week is probably not an option for most people, the foundation has a very cool free app, where you can listen to an audio guide about Rothko and paintings in the exhibition. I mostly used their app as a source for this comic, so in case you want to learn more, go here: https://www.fondationlouisvuitton.fr/en/events/mark-rothko

I listened to a lot of Morton Feldman’s Rothko Chapel -album while making this. So put it in playing in the background if you’re into that sort of thing. Link to the playlist on youtube

Since I am Finnish and I found out that one of LVF’s first exhibition had some Finnish painter’s work, ofc I had to include them… Page 14 has Schjerfbeck’s “Dancing Shoes” and Gallen-Kallela’s “Kullervo Cursing”.

Ok finally some headcanon stuff: in my head, while writing this comic, I imagined Daniel having accepted the dark gift from Armand, but both of them wanting him to live as a human as long as possible to enjoy the benefits of a… mortal body. :’D Since, you know, vampirism is forever anyway, so why not enjoy the variety of bodily fluids, body heat, aches and weirdness of aging? While having a chronic illness is shitty, his life is not, and while his disability marginalizes him, there’s a perspective there, a person living and enjoying things, allowed to take space and feel his thoughts develop from these changes (that also affect over 6 million people around the world with Parkinson’s).

After finishing the comic I am not so sure if Daniel is going to be turned into a vampire after all. So your guesses are as good as mine, would love to hear your suggestions, hehe!

I wish we knew more about Daniel’s daughters! I just came up with something here because I wanted to draw them and wanted to see their dynamics as a family.

I have now read the Devil’s Minion part from Queen of the Damned as a separate short story and appreciate the TV show’s changes to Daniel even more. I can’t wait for S2…..

My sincerest thanks to @anaid-queen for being a test audience, my informant and such a cheerleader the past week <3<3<3

Hope you enjoy xoxo

SORRY I POSTED THE WRONG IMAGE FILES FIRST WAHHH I had to repost ;_;

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project: make you love me (jyh) | 13.5

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—summary: yunho can’t stand how you’re so wrapped up in the notorious campus fuckboy, park seonghwa. he would gladly love you the way you deserve, despite being shy, awkward and the complete opposite of seonghwa. thus, when he finds himself spending more time with you over literature reviews and random study sessions, he decides to take on the challenge to win you over.

—pairing: jeong yunho x f. reader x park seonghwa

—genre: (18+ - minors dni) strangers/friends to lovers, college au | fluff, angst, smut

—word count: 1.8k

—chapter content/warnings: cussing/mature language, just a peek into some stuff that happened over break, very self indulgent honestly i just wanted more yuyu time lolol, the usual teasing between these lovebirds, making out, handjob, teensy weensy bit of spit play, unprotected sex, riding yunho after hes fresh out the shower purrrr 🤪

—a/n: hi! dropping a bonus chapter because it's like ... kinda necessary in order for the next update to make sense? more self indulgent tho LOL but it wasn't long enough to be a chapter chapter 😭 anywho, enjoy!! pls vote on my poll if you haven't already cause ya girl needs to figure out her priorities hehe ty 💕

"Get in the damn car! We're late!" Chaery yells at Seungmin as he lazily walks over after forcing for a pitstop just to get snacks. Yunho laughs as he watches from the rear view mirror, popping his mouth open when you lean over and feed him a fish ball.

"Why don't you get in and stop worrying about me? I'm getting there!" You hear Seungmin yell back as Soobin swings the door open and slides into the back seat.

"Maybe they'll never notice if we just drive off?" Soobin suggests, making Yunho chuckle again.

"He's almost to the car."

"Why is she hella mad anyway?" Soobin shivers in his jacket.

"He's taking his sweet ol' time. Plus, you know how Chaery is. Her family is full of seasoned travelers. They don't do pitstops and stuff." You dip the fish ball into the sauce and pop it into your mouth.

"Right." Soobin sips on his cup of coffee, scooting closer to the door when Chaery and Seungmin finally slip into their seats.

"We're literally so behind now. You made Yuyu wait." She continues to go at Seungmin, making him roll his eyes.

"Yunho, I'm sorry. I really had to use the bathroom. Some people don't understand it's a thing."

"You're good." Yunho starts up the car and instantly turns up the heat. "We've only got about an hour and a half left."

Today, you and your friends were off to spend a few days deep in the snow; renting a huge cabin near a snowboarding and ski resort. Yunho graciously offered to drive, patiently dealing with your friends and their requests on the way over.

Yunho heads to the cabin to help drop off the bags before meeting up with the rest already at the ski resort. He pulls into valet while the rest of you hop out and head straight into the store to get some gear and rent some snowboards. You find the rest of your friends hanging around in the café, sipping on hot cocoa while waiting for your group to arrive. Everyone is in good spirits, excited to see Yunho alongside of you. Even though he's tagged along a few times, you still can't help but feel worried about Yunho. You don't want him to feel isolated or left out, especially if you and your friends already have a good bond with each other. But, he fits in so well every single time, you almost feel like he's been friends with them for as long as you have been.

He tries, and the effort shows.

Once the snowboarding finally takes off, you find out that Yunho has been snowboarding before and is pretty comfortable with it. You, on the other hand, are terrified out of your mind. It takes a few tries, a patient Yunho and constant falls before you're [at the very least] boarding in a straight path. But, you're having fun and sharing lots of laughs with your friends, and you find yourself enjoying yourself no matter the circumstance.

After an hour or so of boarding, you, Yunho and a few of your friends sit off to the side to observe everyone else and play around with the snow in the surrounding area. You give your sister a Facetime call during the brief break, getting your friends and Yunho in the screen. Your sister kept calling Yunho a cutie, demanding for you to bring him over for dinner ASAP. Yunho agrees and tells your mom and sister that he'll see them soon again, waving goodbye before helping you stand to your feet for another round of snowboarding.

You and your friends are out there for another 1.5 hours before you call it quits, heading back to the cabin for a relaxing rest of the evening before another day of playing in the snow tomorrow. Everyone pitches in to make a good, hearty dinner— Yunho and a few of the other boys grilling in the covered back patio while the girls stayed indoors and finished preparing the rest of the dishes over some drinks. Once everything is set, everyone sits at the table and quietly enjoys their food before debating what to watch for the rest of the night.

After dinner, most of the food is gone, and the group is cleaning around before you head upstairs to your shared room with Yunho. You take a shower first, while Yunho hangs out with the group downstairs, enjoying the hot water as it hits your skin. You take a good, lengthy 20 minute shower; gently moisturizing before getting into Yunho's shirt and some shorts, leaving your wet hair to air dry.

Luckily, the cabin is warm enough, but you know you'll get cold the longer you sit around. Before leaving the room, you turn on the portable heater just to warm the room a bit more before you get to bed. By the time you've headed back downstairs, a few of your friends are huddled around the living room now watching a true crime docuseries with some snacks; the rest already resting in their rooms or asleep from the eventful day.

"I'm gonna shower." Yunho kisses your cheek before excusing himself to shower. You watch for a bit before helping clean up around the kitchen and living room. You then bid your friends goodnight— the exhaustion kicking in quick that you don't really have time to sit and enjoy the rest of the docuseries they've started. When you get back into the room with a cup of tea in hand, Yunho has just turned off the shower and steps out in nothing but a towel. His hair is damp and you can't help but ogle at his frame, his body. "Hey. You didn't wanna watch?"

"No, the exhaustion is hitting me pretty badly now. I just helped clean up a bit downstairs and made some tea."

"Mm. Is the room warm enough for you?" He points at the portable heater that he's turned up a bit more.

"Yes. It's cozy." You chuckle. "Thank you." You sit on the bed with your back against the wall, watching as Yunho takes a seat on the edge. He's running a smaller wet towel across his damp hair, his back facing you. You can't help but crawl over and throw your arms over his shoulders, planting random kisses against the side of his neck and shoulders.

"Cutie." He chuckles. "What can I do for you?"

"A kiss?" He smiles, dipping forward to connect his lips with yours in a sweet kiss.

"You sure that's all?" He teases. "You know you can just tell me, baby."

"That's all." You continue to kiss him, hand traveling down his chest, to grazing across the tent forming in his towel.

"Hey." He whines in between kisses, slightly hissing when you continue to gently palm him through the towel. "If you keep doing that, I won't be able to stop myself."

"Your fault for walking out of the damn bathroom when it's literally below 0 outside." He laughs, hands falling onto your hips when you crawl onto his lap.

"It was warm enough in here!"

"Sure." You playfully roll your eyes.

"Take these off." He whispers, tugging on your shorts.

"So bold." You tease as he helps you out of your shorts and bites his bottom lip.

"Mm, well. You started it." His hands come up your shirt to squeeze your sides. "Care to show me what exactly you need, love?" He smirks, a drip of a suave tone slipping through his lips.

"Mhm." You sit back a bit and run your hand up his towel to gently stroke his already-hardened member. He hisses and tilts his head back in pleasure, tempted to thrust into your hand as you pump him at a steady pace. He lets out low, strangled moans, trying his best to keep contact with you through hooded lids. You take the opportunity to spit onto his dick, letting it drip down the head and down his length while you pick up the pace. Yunho's moans are a little louder now, and hearing it drives you crazy.

"Jesus." He lowly groans. "Baby, wait, wait, wait—" He grabs at your wrist and stops you. "You'll make me cum if you keep going."

"You don't want that?"

"No. Or else, we would've gone through all that trouble of taking off your shorts for nothing." You giggle, adjusting your position to line him up at your entrance.

"We have to be quiet."

"Do we? They have the docuseries on loud downstairs." You slowly sink down his length, lips attaching to his as you both let out soft moans while adjusting to the feeling.

"Mm, but there's still rooms across—" Yunho chases after your lips, enclosing it in a heated kiss before you can say anything else. He grips onto your hips and guides you at a steady pace, more gargled and low moans leaving him as you work him.

"They won't hear a thing, pretty. Don't worry." He smirks against your lips. "Is it really a bad thing, though?"

"Yunho." You giggle, tilting your head back in pleasure when his cock hits you in all the right places, clit rubbing against him perfectly.

"Love when you say my name like that." He mutters against your neck, tongue swiping against the surface before he bites onto your neck. You let out a sigh just as his hand comes to your neck, gently squeezing as he watches you ride him at a steady rhythm.

"You feel so good." Your hands trail up the nape of his neck, tugging at the ends of his hair. His hands come back to your sides as he whispers in your ear, praising and cooing you straight to the edge.

Gonna keep being a good girl for me?

Riding me like you were made for me.

So pretty, so beautiful.

My baby.

And it only takes a couple of more rolls against Yunho before you're twitching and trembling in his grip, digging your nails into his shoulders as he thrusts up into you and fills you up shortly afterwards. He groans as lets out every last bit into you, lips grazing against your neck before planting a soft trail there, to your jaw, to your lips.

"That was fun." You say, making Yunho chuckle.

"Let's get cleaned up." He looks down at the towel that's now on the floor. "Again." You laugh, heading to the bathroom to clean up, get dressed and do some final touches before slipping into bed with Yunho. He instantly pulls you into his arms, wrapping one around your shoulders while you lay on his chest. "Can barely keep my eyes open now." You smile when Yunho kisses you on the forehead, letting out a content sigh with you in his arms.

"Yunho?"

"Mhm?"

"Thanks for coming along on this little trip."

"Wouldn't miss it for a thing, love." He hums against you, falling asleep in due time just to repeat the agenda all over again tomorrow.

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fatuismooches · 10 months

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a lesson in sadness.

Today was another day of your peaceful, average but happy life with the puppet known as Kabukimono. Nothing seemed different about today. The blue sky appeared endless, stretching on forever with misty cotton clouds hovering above. Villagers and miners were already awake, slowly turning the sleepy village alive again. It seemed like it would be a good, normal day. And a good, normal day was deserving of a nice walk to take in the scenery.

Kabukimono, Niwa, Katsuragi, and you sometimes went on strolls outside the village, and today was one such day. Even though it was a group of you, you tended to stick to two pairs - Kabukimono and you, and Niwa and Katsuragi. The two older men had cheesily nudged you with their elbows, winking and motioning for you to join your lover. They’d let the two lovebirds have some alone time as they walked behind, they said, remarking about how precious young love was. You were going to kick them later for sure.

But you welcomed the time you got with Kabukimono. Lately, you had been encouraging him to be around the other villagers without you. You figured he needed more interaction with other people. You could only teach him so much. Some things in life could only be learned through experience. But it seemed like he preferred to hang out with the kiddos anyway.

“And they taught me lots of cool games! Hide and seek, temari, duck duck goose… tag, too!” The thought of Kabukimono trying to keep up with the hyperactive children was amusing.

“Tag? I can’t imagine how fast you had to run,” you giggled and Kabukimono brightened.

“Really fast, actually! I have a lot of stamina, see!” With that he took off in front of you, taking you by surprise for a second, but you excitedly raced after him. Now, you weren’t much of a runner, but something about doing this with him made you feel like the weight of all your worries had been lifted. The sounds of laughter filled the air.

“Hah- K-Kabukimono! Wait u-up!” Your sprint had come to a halting stop, hands on your knees as you caught your breath. It shouldn’t be a surprise that the Almighty Shogun’s puppet was so agile, but this was on another level. Then again, you thought a puppet would be emotionless, but Kabukimono was far from that.

Thankfully he stopped to rub your back comfortingly like the good boy he was. “Hehe, sorry [Name]. I guess I got a bit carried away there. But you should really join us! We always have a lot of fun!”

You smiled at him through your pants, standing up straight. “Well, when you put it like that, I simply can’t refuse. But I think you’ll have to do most of the running. I’ll just be… backup.” Both of you giggled and you caressed his cheek, while he looked into your eyes deeply. Slowly, you both began to lean in, ready to lock lips when-

Snap.

The sudden noise was enough to make you jump and pull away from Kabukimono, eyes searching your surroundings. Uneasiness settled in your stomach, and you then felt him tighten his hold on your sleeve. Turning your head back, you could see why.

A group of Kairagi and Nobushi appeared in front of you.

The uneasiness had crept up and turned to agitation. You two weren’t even that far from the village, yet somehow they were this close. Usually, they knew their place. Perhaps things had gotten bad for them lately.

“Well well well, what do we have here? Two lost little lambs?” They all had mean, wicked smiles on their face, some blades drawn already. You had a feeling that this good, normal day would turn out to be something far different.

The dishonored samurai had a tendency to attack anyone regardless, but you knew they were particularly interested this time. Kabukimono’s clothing was very expensive. And they liked to rob.

Kabukimono, on the other hand, hadn’t much experience with people outside of the tight-knit village, but he could easily tell that these men gave off a much different vibe than what he was accustomed to. And your face had an emotion that you rarely ever displayed. Fright. Nervousness. The same face he made when he was abandoned in Shakkei Pavilion.

“Kabukimono,” you whispered breathlessly, “We have to run. Now.” You didn’t like how your own fear was beginning to infect him, but there was no helping it.

Your hand slid down to firmly grasp the puppet’s. Niwa and Katsuragi shouldn’t be that far behind, but you should get some distance away from the bandits before you yell for help. They could hurt you if you tried anything like that. Carefully, you took a few steps back, tugging on Kabukimono’s hand.

“Come on, we need to-” You had begun to turn around to run when a large shadow suddenly loomed over you. You recognized the tattered clothing instantly as another Nobushi, and before you could even look up to gaze at your attacker’s face-

A warm liquid splattered on Kabukimono’s face.

He was rendered horrifically speechless as you staggered back, your hand gingerly touching your shoulder, which now had a large cut. Your grip on his hand began to weaken, eyes widening in surprise and then shutting just as quickly until you fell to the ground. Almost robotically, he stared at your crumpled form, blood soaking into your shirt now. When his eyes shifted to your pained face, Kabukimono snapped out of his terrified daze and dropped down to his knees to your body.

The Nobushi paid no mind to the scene, instead shaking the blade to clean your blood off of it. But Kabukimono was too caught up with your nearly still body lying in his trembling arms, unable to properly process what just happened.

Kabukimono had never seen so much blood in his life. He didn’t even know humans could bleed this much. What should he do? Puppets did not bleed the same way humans did. You never taught him about this. One hand was placed on your back, and the other was pressed to the cut on your bare shoulder, but quickly he realized how much of the fluid stained his pale hand, running down from his palm to his arm and dripping onto his white clothes.

He was sick to his stomach.

He wanted to move, to scream, to call for help, but the sight of the redness gushing from you onto his hand made bile rise in his throat. Your blood was on his hands, literally and figuratively. The puppet was paralyzed. Not even the clash of blades could draw him away, or the yelling that was close by but seemed distant. Even the shaking of his shoulders could not draw him away from your bloodied face, barely registering the extra pairs of hands that occupied your body.

“Kabukimono!” A seemingly distant voice ran in his ears. “Kabukimono!” Niwa had torn a piece of his shirt off and wrapped it around your wound.

“Kabukimono! [Name] NEEDS YOU!” Niwa screamed your name, the sheer emotion and urgency in his voice finally making him snap out of his traumatized trance. “Go! Now! Bring the town doctor!”

You need him, Kabukimono thought. That’s right. You need him. You needed to live. With that, he stumbled to his feet, and ran, ran, ran. Ran despite his blurry vision from tears, and the ache in his knees from tripping. For you.

—

It had been a few days since the incident, and you had not woken up yet. The puppet had remained by your side throughout. His eyes trained on you the whole time.

Kabukimono wondered what you dreamed of. He hoped it was sweet dreams. He hoped you weren’t suffering in the land of dreams at least. Meanwhile, he was being racked with his own tortuous thoughts, unable to even entertain the thought of sleeping when you were laid like this in front of him.

Useless. Weak. Powerless.

That was what Kabukimono thought of himself as. Sure, he was discarded by his creator for his lack of utility, but even still, he should have been able to do something. He could have punched, kicked, or anything. He was stronger than you, but he could not do anything to protect you. You’ve taught him so much, and he felt like he had not repaid even a fraction of it. Instead, the only thing he could think about was how it should have been him. Then he would have been of some use to you at least.

He turned his attention back to you. As always you managed to look so pretty, even when you were sleeping. If you opened your eyes, you’d look even more pretty, he thought. For a second he wondered if praying to Inazuma’s Archon would help. He had a… complicated relationship with her, but the other villagers always said-

Luckily it didn’t need to come to that, for somehow you answered his unspoken wish, eyes barely fluttering open and then squeezing shut again at the light. Something in his chest beat ferociously as he leaped up from his seat.

“[Name]? [Name]! Oh, you’re awake!” He cried out in joy and almost threw his arms around you, but stopped himself since you were injured. Tears began to well up in his eyes.

“Ngh… ugh, K-Kabukimono?” Your head pounded a bit and you squinted at the person in front of you. A hand was gently stroking your hair.

“Yes, it’s me, [Name]. It’s Kabukimono. I’m right here,” he did his best to keep his voice calm for you. After a few minutes, you had come to your senses, the ache on your shoulder a reminder of the events that you were starting to remember again.

“Oh… ah, Kabukimono. Hey love,” you whispered, trying to work up a small smile to ease his teary eyes. His hands moved to softly grip your one.

“[Name]... I was so worried. You were asleep for days, I was so, so scared. I didn’t know what to do…” He trailed off, voice threatening to break into hiccups. You were asleep for days? No wonder Kabukimono was looking a little worse for wear. He pressed your hand against his cheek, and you softly cupped it in return.

“Hey… don’t cry. I’m fine now, see?” He sniffed and looked at you with big, blearily eyes, nodding his head as he continued to relish your awakened presence. He updated you on what else happened, how your two friends defeated the bad men, and how everyone was so worried for you. How relieved he was when he found out you would be okay.

But it was obvious he was terribly bothered by the whole situation. The young puppet had experienced loss before, but it was in no way similar to the feeling he felt when you were bleeding out in his arms. It was immensely jarring, and he’d never felt so ill before.

“I just don’t understand,” he murmured softly. “Why would anyone want to hurt you? You’re so kind, beautiful, amazing…” The puppet trailed off with downcast, clouded eyes. You sucked in a breath, totally unsure of what to say.

You were not sure how to word this to the young, still learning puppet. How do you even go about explaining that there are some people out there who want to hurt you, in any way possible? Sometimes for a reason but also no reason at all? That some people were just rotten?

“Well,” you began, hoping the words would come to you, but nothing did. You continued on ineloquently, “Some people are just wicked. Evil. They don’t care about what happens to others.”

“But why?” He pressed on. Why, indeed. That was the question everyone asked themselves.

“I don’t know why. I wish I could tell you. But the only thing we can do is continue to spread goodness and happiness instead.” Kabukimono still seemed stumped and confused by your answer, but let the conversation drop, instead choosing to move it back to you.

“Do you need anything? Is the pain unbearable? The doctor should be here should. Actually, you’re probably really hungry, aren’t you? Should I-” Kabukimono worriedly rambled on until you pressed your fingers to his lip, effectively shutting him up.

“Of course it hurts,” you stated honestly, “but it doesn’t hurt as much as it did before. I will be fine,” you reassured him. “Though something to eat would be nice.”

Your partner dutifully nodded, as if he was given a mission that decided the fate of the world. “I will get you something right now! And tell everyone else you’ve awoken!” Kabukimono left the room, and you were alone for a bit, but not for long, as the familiar brown-haired man popped in right after.

“Ah, Niwa…”

“Hey [Name],” he ruffled your hair affectionately. “How are you feeling?”

You shrugged your shoulders, unsure of what even to say. “I’m fine, but…”

“Looks like something is hurting you more than that cut of yours,” he looked at you with pity.

“I just, I don’t know how to console or help him.”

“It might be difficult for one without a heart to understand. Though you have taught him matters related to love and life, the flip side is…” Your dear friend trailed off.

“Kabukimono does have a heart. It may not be physical, but he is far more kind than some of the actual heartless humans I’ve met in this world,” you whispered softly, fluttering your eyes shut. “But, how do I explain death and hatred and all the ugly things in this world without breaking his heart…? I want him to learn, but I fear it may hurt him too much.” Niwa didn’t reply but looked at you with understanding, rubbing your arm soothingly.

“You know, he hadn’t moved the whole time since you were sleeping. No matter how much we pleaded with him, he just refused to leave your side. Didn’t eat, sleep, or even move an inch from that position. So… no matter what happens, I think the two of you will be fine. I’ll leave you before Kabukimono comes back.” With that, Niwa left your room, leaving you to your thoughts.

You stared at the ceiling, feeling empty, not just from the ache in your injured shoulder, but the one coming from your heart. You wondered what would happen when you actually died. Passed on from this world leaving Kabukimono by himself. What would he do? Would he accept it? Move on after overcoming the grief?

“[Name]? Here, I got your favorite,” your lover’s voice rang throughout the room as he came in with a neatly set tray of soup. “The doctor says you need to eat light things to get your appetite back.”

You watched as he diligently dipped the spoon into the bowl and then brought it to your lips. You obediently swallowed the liquid. It was yummy. He continued the process without faltering, like this was the one thing he must do expertly.

Well, you could put thoughts like those away. It wasn’t necessary right now. You weren’t planning on dying anytime soon, not while he needed you so much.

lesson 1. lesson 2. lesson 3. lesson 4. lesson 5. lesson 6. lesson 7. lesson 8. lesson 9. lesson 10. bonus lesson.

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The Fist of Reason: Majima Boss Rush

Happy 5th anniversary to rggo! hard to believe it’s been this long already

look at our festival boys! anyways lets get into this because I’m very excited

summary:

sometime after the events of Y1, Kiryu gets a call that Haruka has a fever. On his way to pick her up, he bumps into someone familiar...

[One day, some time after the strife caused by the Tojo Clan's stolen 10 billion yen was settled...]

Kiryu: Hello. ...Thank you for calling.

Kiryu: ...Huh? Haruka's got a fever? ...I understand, I'll be there right away. <scene change to outside> Kiryu: .....

<he bumps into someone> Kiryu: Oh, sorry. ???: Sorry? If sorry was enough to cut it, there wouldn't be yakuza! Majima: Ain't that right? Kiryu-chaaan!

Kiryu: Majima no nii-san!? What are you doing at a place like this... Majima: What's so weird about that? If Kiryu-chan's somewhere, then Majima is too! Majima: Outside of that, the spot where ya just rammed into me hurts like hell... Majima: Shit, ya probably broke the bone... Hehe, what're ya gonna do? Kiryu: People with broken bones don't laugh about it. Sorry, but I'm in a rush right now. Majima: Why ya bein' so cold~? We ain't seen each other in ages.

Kiryu: We can talk more next time. Like I said, I'm in a rush. Majima: Too bad! No matter what ya say, ya gotta beat me if ya wanna go!! Hehehe! Kiryu: Tch...! Kiryu: Give it a damn rest already! Haruka has a fever! Majima: ! ........ Majima: What the hell... I didn't know that. Majima: I'm sorry for this. Go on, hurry up 'n' get gone.

Kiryu: .....Damn. <he runs off>

[And then, 3 months later...]

Kiryu: ...I haven't seen Majima no nii-san around here since then.

Kiryu: (I thought he was the kind of person to come back the next day for a fight, but...) Kiryu: ........... Kiryu: (Even if I was in a rush at the time, did I speak too harshly to him...?) Kiryu: (Of course I don't think a guy like him would be dejected from that... Well, it is possible...) ???: Kiryu no ojiki (tl note: ojiki is an honorific that's literally "dad's younger brother" which is used for patriarchs less senior than your own. Nishida usually uses it) Kiryu: ...Hm? Kiryu: You're that Majima Family guy...

Nishida: About that... My boss is going to be put in jail. Kiryu: What...!? Nishida: It happened yesterday... Our family is supposed to be running a festival... Nishida: In the middle of it some thugs started acting up, and they got into a fight with our family members. Nishida: So now they've issued a warrant for my boss, since he was the one in charge... Kiryu: What is Majima no nii-san going to do? Nishida: He thinks it would be futile to resist, so he's waiting at the festival site for the police to arrive. Kiryu: What? Nishida: My boss has been acting oddly for the past 3 months or so. He doesn't have any energy, and seems pretty depressed. Kiryu: 3 months... it can't be. Nishida: And so, my boss really wants to see you before he goes to jail... Kiryu: Me...? Nishida: Yes. He said he has something to tell you, so... Kiryu: ...Got it. Lead the way. Nishida: Y-Yes sir! <they leave> Majima: ......... (tl note: I'm sorry the image of him just holding that pose in that outfit while waiting for the cops to show is so funny to me)

Kiryu: ...Majima no nii-san. Majima: ...Oh, Kiryu-chan, ya showed.

Majima: Excuse my appearance. I was up on a float till now. Kiryu: ...I just spoke with Nishida. Are you really going to jail? Majima: ...Yeah. Orders from on high, can't be helped. I'll be awfully lonely during those years... Majima: That said, I won't be botherin' ya any more, Kiryu-chan. Kiryu: ...... Majima: I'm sorry for all the trouble I've caused ya. ...I wanted to at least say that, before I went to jail. Kiryu: ...That's not like you. Kiryu: Are you really going to let your underlings see you leave the outside world with such a pathetic display? Majima: ...I don't really care either way. Kiryu: ........... Kiryu: ...Good grief. You acting this way is completely infuriating to me. Kiryu: It can't be helped, this is a big favor. ...I'll get you all fired up again.

Majima: Hah...? Kiryu: You know the best way I can cheer you up? ...Come at me, Majima. Majima: ...!

Majima: Is this... are you pickin' a fight with me?

Kiryu: Heh, isn't that what I just said? Majima: ........Hee, hehehe! Majima: Kiryu-chan, you're always the best! Majima: Let's get started...! Kiryu-chan!!!!

Majima: Hehe... As always, Kiryu-chan... you're tough as nails...

Kiryu: Heh... You are too. (tl note: RARE KIRYU SMILING SPRITE)

Majima: Oi oi, you're sayin' somethin' nice? Kiryu: Majima no nii-san... I'm sorry. Majima: Ah? Kiryu: For what happened 3 months ago. Kiryu: I was flustered, and I snapped at you. Majima: ........As always, Kiryu-chan, you're soft as a marshmallow~. I'm astounded. Kiryu: ....? Nishida: E-Excuse me! Kiryu no ojiki!

Nishida: The truth is... My boss going to jail was a lie in order to get you to show up... Kiryu: What? Then... was him being depressed also a lie... Majima: It was aaaaall an act! Majima: I was pretendin' to be put off by how ya talked to me so ya'd feel sympathetic, then after worryin' ya for long enough-- Majima: I'd reveal it was all a ruse, 'n' you'd get pissed off enough to throw down! That was the plan! Majima: It played out a little differently than intended, but, we still had a fight so it's all good. Kiryu: .....Heh, you're such an ass. (tl note: TWO smiles!! unprecedented.)

Majima: What, you're not mad? Kiryu: I had a feeling that something like this was going on. Majima: Then why'd'ya fight me? Kiryu: ...When it's with you, I can go all out in a fight. Kiryu: ...If I really think on it, I guess I enjoy fighting with you. Just a bit. (tl note: THIRD smile!!!)

Majima: !!..... Hehehehehe!! Heeey~! I knew it!!

Majima: C'mon, let's go another round! Hearin' ya say that's gotten me all worked up again! Kiryu: ...Heh, sure. It's a festival, after all. It's a good excuse to really cut loose. Majima: Hell yes!! Let's do this... Kiryu-chaaaaaa~n!!!! Nishida: A-Ah... This won't end until the sun comes up...

<END>

bonus stuff:

oh wow. oh man. that was pretty gay. between this and like a dragon: gaiden: the man who erased his name (lad gai man) thank you ryu ga gotoku studios for sending me birthday presents

obligatory boss rush pic

also a bonus shot of Kiryu’s apartment

the two new cards for this are “Mad Dog of the Festival Stage” and “Dragon of the Festival Band”

and since it was a festival I also put together a very special team to repeatedly kick Majima’s ass

#rggo #Ryu ga Gotoku #ryu ga gotoku online #yakuza online #yakuza #like a dragon #Majima #Kiryu #Nishida #Majima Goro #Kiryu Kazuma

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winkwonkwankwenk · 3 months

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hi! can I please request Gojo x reader where instead of Gojo getting boxed, it's the reader and gojo ends up witnessing it?

(just love it when men go feral for their partners lol hehe)

thank you so much, I hope you're doing well!

I LOVE GOJO!! Sorry this took so long, at first I thought you were asking for a Boxer AU Gojo 😭Anyways, now that I'm done with my FNAF fic I have more time to do these oneshots- Yay!

Word count: 1k

Pairing: Gojo x Fem!Reader

SFW/NSFW

“Satoru, you’re not going alone!” You follow him through the dense subway station. “Listen to me!”

“This isn’t up for debate, get out of the subway station-”

“No.”

You stand tall, hands curled into fists by your side. He always does this, throwing himself into danger without a second thought. You know he’s used to this life, used to dropping everything to go save thousands but for once you had hoped…he’d choose you. Things had been rough lately, mission after mission. The two of you had barely any time together so the moment you were told about Shibuya you decided to go- ignoring all the risks. Quite hypocritical, but you’re just a lovesick girl. What did he expect you to do? You had waited long enough to have a conversation about the two of you and what you were becoming. You didn’t want to be his secret forever, you couldn’t. You just wanted him to understand that.

“Can’t you just listen to me-”

“Run.” He pulls his hand from yours, “Run!”

Chaos. One moment everything was fine, the next Gojo had pushed you into a sprint. You aren’t sure why you’re running or where, your naivety always hindering your ability to use your technique.You want to use your technique but you can’t, your mind a scrambled mess as shadows appear around you. Curses- you’ve been able to see them since you were a girl but had only learned how to fight them recently. You can’t fight now, not like this. You keep running as people around you panic and do the same, cries and shrieks echoing in your ears as curse after curse appears. You manage to dodge a few, but then you run into a man dressed in fine robes. He throws something, and it hits you before you can blink.

You’re stuck.

You try to move but your limbs, your head- every muscle restricted by a cursed force. Kenjaku wears a large, toothy grin on his face as you glare at him. He casually creeps closer, arms crossed over his chest. He’s got you- but you aren’t who he’s after.

You’re just bait.

“Where’s loverboy?” His breath is hot against your face as he leans down, burning like the sun on a sweltering day. “Surely, he wouldn’t leave you here, all vulnerable and weak-”

“I’m not weak.” You sneer through gritted teeth, then you spit on his face, right in his eyes.

“You bitch!” He’s about to slap you, but his hand stops before it meets your cheek. His head tilts to the side, eyes narrowed. “Look who finally showed up.”

“Satoru…” You think it before you say it.

“Y/N…” He’s breathing hard, blood on his cheek and hair hiding those blue diamonds you adore.

He had told you to run ahead so you could escape, but instead he had put a target on your back. Why was he surprised- he knew there’d be a target no matter what he did.

After all, the two of you were…in love.

It was impossible to hide his feelings when he had fallen so deeply. He tried, he really did, he distanced himself but he crawled back every time. How could he leave you alone? No one understood him the way you did, no one treated him- touched him, the way you did. Every stolen glance in the corridors of Jujutsu high made his heart race and ache, because he knew how much is weighed on you, hiding and rushing through rendezvous. Every kiss had always been desperate, ravenous because he knew he wouldn’t taste you again for days, sometimes weeks at a time. He bared it, because he knew when all of this was over, the two of you would run away together- that was the plan.

Things weren’t going according to plan.

“Geto…?” No, that wasn’t him, that wasn’t his bestfriend, it couldn’t be. Gojo gulped away his surprise as Kenjaku closed the cursed object- trapping you inside. “No!”

The box hits the ground with a quiet thud! and he rushes to grab it, only for Kenjaku to kick it away right when he’s about to reach it. He twists his body, flipping it so he can land on his feet. Gojo needs to get that box away from Kenjaku, but his options are limited. There’s still too many civilians around despite most escaping when he finished slaying the demonic curses Kenjaku released. He’s forced out of his thoughts by a punch to his gut, skin skidding against the floor as he’s sent down it. He stumbles up, shaky breaths dripping from his lips along with blood from the tears on them.

“Let her go! She’s not who you want-”

“That’s what makes her perfect.” Kenjaku’s smug face only makes Gojo’s blood boil, but it simmers down when Kenjaku throws the box over. “I’m feeling generous, I’ll give you two thirty- no, ten seconds alone.”

“You-”

“Ten…Nine…”

Gojo picks up the box, looking for any way to free you but falling short. Tears prick his eyes and drag down his cut up skin, stinging it as the salt seeps into his pores. If he had listened you, taken a moment to focus on you, then maybe you wouldn’t be in this situation. If he had spent more time with you at Jujutsu High, then you never would’ve felt the need to join him for this mission. This is his fault, he was supposed to protect you, supposed to keep you safe- he didn’t.

“I failed you, Y/N.” Gojo says hoarsely, “I’m sorry.”

“Time’s up.”

Pain- it’s fleeting but enough for him to know where it’s from. Kenjaku’s behind him, hand held out and dripping red. Gojo’s body slumps down in front of the box, painting it with something he had tried to keep you away from: bloodshed. It sprays from his neck, Gojo’s head on the ground a few feet away from his body. His eyes are open but empty, a single tear falling before they close for the final time.

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pix3lplays · 2 months

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Hello, @moonsaver here! Its a side blog so i cant quite send an ask from that account itself, whoops.

Anyways, I was kind of contemplating on whether or not sending a message because i didnt want to overstep any boundaries and accidentally make it seem like i sent a request when theyre closed haha.

I wholeheartedly believe in your characterization of Argenti, and would like to propose a role he could play in a royal!au

A knight

I mean.. obviously. It would be even funnier if all the knights under him were like.. kind of incompetent and love the peace between the nations thoroughly and just spend their time singing praises for Idrila. Maybe he's a royal knight and the reader could be a prince/ss who often makes trips to towns and provinces to check on celebrations, and their Father's all like "oh they'll need a guard, I'll assign them the most HANDSOME guard of my men!" And shows up Argenti singing praises to reader waking them up at like.. 5 AM? He's a handful already and the day's barely begun. His getup is probably flashier than reader's who is literal royalty. Everyone's cooing at him in the streets and it's hard to not blow your cover off

Oh my goodness hello, I’m so excited that you sent this to me~

(I am ALWAYS up for hearing ideas, hehe)

And I’m SO glad you’re in agreement with my characterization of our beloved Argenti~

You’re saying…Argenti would be a KNIGHT in a Royal au???? Are you feeling alright??? Jk jk of course he would be.

I love this so much. I bet Argenti wakes up like Cinderella. Birds flying around his room and everything. Though he canonically doesn’t know how to sing so it’s admittedly a lot funnier than Cinderella, listening to him sing all terribly while birds flap around his sleeping quarters.

‘Handful’ is a very nice way to put it…he never Means to be overbearing, and I am in agreement with the assessment that he’s not vain or purposely annoying or anything he just…cannot read a room for the life of him.

Suddenly you’re getting roses alongside your morning breakfast, and it’s admittedly a little funny to imagine him hunting down your butler to put the flowers on your food tray.

Also I see it so, so vividly. You’re trying to be subtle with your knight bodyguard, just trying to quietly survey the town to make sure everything’s going smoothly…and Mr. Tall, shiny armor, and Bright Red Hair is already making the two of you stand out…but he also stops and talks to anyone and everyone who shows him attention, sigh…

Maybe that person is waving him over because they need help!! Oh…no they wanted to ask him if he was single…

Please consider…going to a tavern…you want him to wait outside because surely there would be people in there who weren’t a fan of knights.

A few minutes later you look over and guess who has wandered into the bar and is now chatting up a group of rough looking characters…oh Argenti…

He’s so pretty. No one really suspects from his initial appearance that he’s as strong as he is.

Bar fight ensues because HEY this guy’s a KNIGHT >:( and Argenti promptly dispatches them, of course without casualties, he would never kill unless it was truly necessary.

He’s so sweet, but genuinely so confused about why a fight started over him. For a knight he sure is…not very well-versed in the ways of the world.

But you can’t say much as a Royal, can you?

You can share your limited knowledge with each other, haha…maybe form some sort of picture of how to successfully navigate the world.

And, ok I’m sorry I’m a sucker for this but, a cute little scene with him teaching reader some basic self-defense?? Ugh that’d be so cute…I’m so normal about it. The closeness of your bodies, the intimacy of him showing you how to properly hold a spear by taking your hands in his and demonstrating for you.

But of course…there is also the potential forbidden aspect of it all…a knight…he cannot be in love with a royal…it’d be a SCANDAL. So he pushes you away, tries to keep it professional once he realizes that he’s growing much too close to you…

It’s painful, and confusing to see him suddenly growing so much colder towards you, and always looking at you with those sad eyes…

Argenti….

It’s fine I’m fine.

Thanks for sending this in, moonsaver. I definitely didn’t make myself sad thinking about it, nope not me.

#honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #Argenti #Argenti x reader #Hsr Argenti x reader #honkai star rail Argenti x reader #moonsaver #Pixel writes with others~

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slowlypalefire · 3 months

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Harrison vs Victor

Event Story

Part 2

*The translation are not guaranteed to be entirely accurate,so expected some errors

Victor took me and Harrison to provided me with a selection of high-quality "men's" suits.

Wear a jacket, pants, and shoes. My hair is tied up and hidden inside a fedora hat.

Kate: "I can’t believe that the condition for joining a social club is to be a man."

Victor: "I'm sorry. You're adorable and pretty, but I'm sealing you up for a while."

Harrison: ".....Anyway."

Victor: "Huh?"

Harrison: "Kuk..ku"

Kate: "Why are you both smiling?"

Harrison: "No? I'm not used to wearing a suit, and it looks like a child is wearing their parents clothes as a prank."

Kate: "Well, that can’t be helped."

Victor: "Ahaha, it's okay. Just straighten your back and see, you're a nice British gentleman."

Harrison: “Kukuku, nice and honorable British gentleman.

Shall I hold your hand so you don't fall?"

Victor:"Then can I hold your free hand while we go?"

Harry holds her right hand, and Victor holds her left.

The strange sight of three men walking hand in hand,had been attracting the attention of the people around them for a while now.

Kate: "Stop already! Please don't make fun of me . Come on, let's go"

Harrison: "Yes, yes, your so brave."

Victor: "Hehe, let's follow Mr. Kate

The Brown family mansion is located by the lake. It was a big mansion.

As soon as you enter the front door, you will be asked to confirm your invitation card and if you have a spouse or significant other.

(I've visited places like this several times on missions, but this is the first time I've been asked a question like this.)

(Spouses and lovers are the people you have the closest relationship with, and there is a possibility that they may reveal important secrets.)

(What exactly is Daniel-san's purpose?)

I was safely guided into the mansion and opened the door.

I couldn't help but stare at the sight that awaited me on the other side.

(The scent of chocolate everywhere!)

Various types of chocolate are lined up on the table, and what is being distributed is high-quality hot chocolate.

Victor: "This isn't a social club, it's a rate chocolate's club."

Harrison: " ... seems so"

Admist the choking scent of chocolate, only men are gathered here.

As the name of the social club suggests, everyone seemed to be enjoying the conversation while enjoying the chocolate.

Bow tie men: "I agree with women's suffering. I can’t wait."

Bowler hat men: "I have the opposite opinion. Having women in the mix makes it more multifaceted."

We also joined in the conversation and listen quietly.

(Hmm...I can't find anything suspicious from the conversation though.)

Victor: "…the man in the white suit over there it’s brown."

There was a beautiful white-skinned young man with blond hair and slicked back.

Brown: "Please eat and talk as much as you like."

"We have mountains of chocolate and cacao in our warehouse."

Kate: "...After all, he had the chocolate. But for what purpose?"

"Harry, are Mr. Brown and the others lying to you?"

Harrison:"No, there's nothing." [iya,nani mo]

Kate: "Then,they don't have anything suspicious about them at all?"

Harrison: "Being able to tell when a person is lying is not the same as knowing everything about that person."

"Therefore, be careful not to disrespect others.I have to watch it carefully."

Victor:"You remembered."

Harrison: "... It's nothing, it's not because it's your words. I just think it's a valid point."

In the eyes of the two of people, a color that reminds them of the past comes to mind.

Kate: "Um, Harry."

Harrison: "I thought you'd want to know. Moreover, when you have those eyes, you will never back down."

Kate: "Yes, please let me know."

Victor: "You're so honest.Harrison, why don't you tell her?"

Harrison: "... It was on the way back from Victor and I's first mission."

Victor: "Harrison Gray"

Harrison: "What? Do you have any complaints about my work performance today?"

Victor: "No, you have good gun skills or quick judgement. What's more it was flashing."

"I'm glad I let you join the Crown, and I'm grateful for my chance to meet you and for my decision."

"but"

"Harrison, you have a habit of underestimate others."

Harrison: "...."

Victor: "I think it's because of your ability to tell lies..."

"Being able to tell a lie doesn't mean knowing everything about that person."

"The proof is that I lied to you today."

Harrison: "...What?"

Victor: "Actually, the mission you completed earlier was a fake request that I made."

Harrison: "...." *shocked face*

".....Damn it"

Victor:"Ahaha, are you angry?" Sorry, sorry"

Harrison: "Don't cross your shoulders, you liar."

Victor: "Hey, Harrison. That's what I think."

"People are unknown and free. That’s why it’s beautiful."

"With those eyes, you can see through lies.Please stay."

End of flash back

Kate: "There was so much to it..."

Harrison and Victor's first mission When I heard his story, I was struck by the idea.

Victor: "Hmm, I've always been good-looking. Isn’t it too bad?"

Harrison: "If I let you speak for yourself and enjoy yourself, I don't care."

Victor: However,it seems like this incident is the opposite than then."

"We overestimated the situation a little bit.It seems like it was gone."

Harrison: "...It's seems like that. That brown I don't feel the malice characteristic of bad people from him."

"All I feel is loneliness and jealousy,also,vanity."

Kate: “Huh, Do you maybe found out something?."

Victor: "90% of the time. I want that last 10% certainty."

Harrison: "Kate, I need your help with something."

What they asked me to do was act in a way that makes it obvious that you are a woman in a place where people can see you in front of Brown.

And he said it was good to make 'some kind of contact.'

That's why i approach Brown-san, who is happily chatting with someone,

and "deliberately" took off the fedora hat i was wearing.

The long hair that I had been hiding fell out, Mr. Brown's eyes widen when he sees this.

Brown: "W-why is there a woman in my mansion!?"

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Mr. Brown was shocked when he saw me take off my disguise and return to my female form.

Brown: "W-why is there a woman in my mansion!?"

(A cat hater panics like he just found a cat.)

Kate: "I’m sorry, but there are circumstances. Let’s talk over there."

Brown: "What...!"

(Eh?)

When I try to touch him, Mr. Brown face turned red and he backed away.

While the people around us were murmured, Harry and Victor approaches and calls out.

Victor: "Can I talk to you in a separate room?"

We headed to the room that had emptied, and there was no people . Then, Mr. Brown opened his mouth.

Brown: "Who the hell are you guys?

Could you please clarify?"

Harrison: "We're the police. We were given an undercover investigation."

Victor: "Recently, I heard a rumor that your company has stopped distribution of a certain product and is monopolizing the product."

Harrison: "And there are a lot of those products in this mansion. It was there. Here,look at this."

Harrison took out the box of chocolates from his pocket.

(Since when!)

Brown: "..."

Harrison & Victor: "Now, let's go check the answers."

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𝕯𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖉 𝕿𝖔 𝕱𝖆𝖑𝖑 *2*

Hi my sweet ones <333, hope you’re well! Sorry for the little wait but I hope the wait is worth it sooo here’s chapter 2, not much to say but I may have teared up a bit writing this and now as I type this my heart still hasn’t recovered, so I apologise in advance hehe. Anyways, I hope you enjoy and if you do, please consider reblogging, following and commenting! Thank you all for your constant love and support! J <33

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Pairings: jenna ortega x fem! Reader

Warnings: angst cityyy, dark themes, swearing, mentions of weapons and violence and murder.

This fic is STRICTLY 18+, as it involves adult themes, minors DNI, you are responsible for your own social media intake, which includes reading entertainment which this fic falls under, so one last warning- this fic is 18+. Thank you!

*though my fics have real people, my fics are just for entertainment and far from reality*

FYI: JENNA IS G!P IN THIS FIC!!

The sting in your eyes was accompanied by an adorning number of buzzes from your phone, annoyed and slightly hangover, mainly from the lack of hydration, because you were no lightweight, you could promise any drinking buddy that, you shove your phone under your pillow, praying that would drown out the buzzing. But, of course, to no avail, whoever or whatever global state of emergency was blowing up your phone, the vibrations so strong, it was tectonic, the buzzes greeted your ears through the bamboo pillow wrapped in silk. Having had enough, you groan and answer a call from Sol.

“Sol, I swear to GOD, someone better be dying.” Your annoyance so clear, it auscultates her ears.

“Y/N! YOU ARE MY STAR GIRL, DYING? THE COMPLETE OPPOSITE EXACTLY.”

Though she can’t see you, confusion paints your face as you slowly sit up and wipe your face, allowing yourself to wipe away the fatigue, after stepping out of Ortega Towers, your little after party consisting of publishing an article, skincare and pyjamas was a blur, in fact, you were so out of it, you considered maybe you hallucinated ever hitting publish. However, the entire masquerade stuck with you, the stench of man who tried to feel up on you left the second you stepped outside for air, but what didn’t was the crown queen of San Francisco, her vanilla essence imprinted on you, so after a night of tossing in turning, no movement could remove her from you. You don’t like it though, and it was ironic, you rejected and blew her off the second you got the chance, but you couldn’t remove her from you. There were fires starting to spark all over your body and the more you deny them, the stronger they burn, funny enough, one grew in your groins. And as repetitive as you sound, you hate it. You hate her. You, hate Jenna?

“What’re you talking about?”

“Oh, don’t act so coy and humble!”

“Sol, I’m like, genuinely serious.” You let out a soft chuckle.

“YOUR ARTICLE, BABES!!, IT BLEW UP, I AM SO PROUD OF YOU, TELL ME EVERYTHING, WAIT NO, GET CHANGED, LET’S GET LUNCH BEFORE WE HEAD INTO WORK. LOVE YOU.”

Without even giving you a chance to breathe, blink or your heart to beat, you hear her hang up, guess you have lunch plans in about 2 hours. Now, about your article, you have no clue what you wrote, only that you couldn’t stop writing the second you sat down, nervousness rivers through your blood, breathing adjacent to your heart rate just thinking about what you wrote, what people think, hell, what Jenna thinks. Oh my God, is she going to kill me? You shake your head trying to rid of that negative thought, Jenna wasn’t like that, she’s above killing innocents, but are you innocent? Mouthing out the last line of your article; … whether it be by her heart, her touch, or her gun, anyone that knows the elusive Ms. Ortega is destined to fall. Your face meets your palm and you’re sure if Jenna or anyone in the family read this, you are sure to meet your maker.

“Wowwww, Jenna, she only knew you for a few hours, but she has every part of you right down to a T.”

Viv giggles as she scrolls through the article, enjoying every little bit of Jenna’s distraught, it was a rare occasion to see the mafia queen like this, and barely anyone could have her like this; a newfound superpower of yours.

“Shut it, Viv, it’s an okay article, and that’s me being generous.”

“I can’t imagine what she’d find out about you if she had stayed for longer.”

“I have no secrets.”

“You’re an idiot if you believe that.”

“Okay, fine, it’s a good article, y/n’s a feisty one.” Jenna finally caves in and shrugs.

“And plus, why do you care about some article?”

“I don’t.”

“Ah, but you do care about her.”

“Shut up, Viv, go make me a coffee.”

Laughter induced tears almost well up Viv’s eyes as she hears Jenna’s commands “oh, buddy she wrote you so good, down to your ego and arrogance, I’m not an assistant, babe, fix your attitude.”

Jenna rolls her eyes at Viv as she blows her a kiss and walks off to complete her long list of errands to complete and maybe some target training later in the day for her own indulgence. Bruce, whose body collected every will to keep silent as he knows he would be putting up with Jenna’s groggy and bitchy attitude all day if she did get riled up enough, but his mental strengths wasn’t as strong as his physicals.

“Bruce, I can see you smirking, knock it off.”

“Sorry, boss.” The 6’8ft, brunette man exclaims, though still smirking.

“You know, you make look and share the same name as Batman, but boy, you sure do lack the mental obedience, quit smirking!” Jenna pouts as she smacks his shoulder, “go scare our shareholders will you, I’ll meet you just before the meeting starts." Bruce chuckles as he leaves Jenna, alone with her thoughts.

And what are her thoughts? You. Rumination isn’t enough to describe how you flood her mind, how you fuel her hunger, how she hates how she doesn’t hate you. But you hate her? As two souls collide, their thoughts are evermore intertwined, and collide was definitely a word you could use to describe the thoughts both of you guys share. What gets her brain twisting the most and her throat closing in is the fact her heart is in denial about what it wants. Jenna would be caught dead before she made herself vulnerable before you made her vulnerable.

She had meetings the entire day but seeing that she’s the ones with guns and glory, no one dare to take her up on being tardy or last-minute cancellations, but despite her arrogant nature, she was respectful, and she was kind to those who deserved it, but even then, her guard was never down.

As her after lunch meeting finishes, she strides up and down the room, looking out into the city, only canvasing confusion on Viv and Bruce’s face.

“Cancel the rest of my meetings, please, Viv. Bruce, take the day off, do whatever you want, I’m heading out.”

Viv and Bruce comply and as Jenna starts heading for the door, Viv can’t help but tease “maybe this time, don’t be a dickhead to y/n, we like her.”

“No promises.”

Allowing the feminine urge to take over, you order a Caesar salad, a huge bowl of fries and a diet coke, such a perfect combo. That, with an extra side of chismosa with Sol, it’s a perfect lunch, however, the topic of gossip was you, you and Jenna that is.

“So, you didn’t hook up with her?” Sol, sighing, sounding deflated and defeated, for some reason she was really rooting for you two, she was so adamant about it.

“Sol, you have some sick delusion running through you, not healthy.” You tsk at her, “besides, I’m sure her sugar bear was enough company.”

Sol gasps so loud out of entertainment she grabs the attention of a few others having lunch. Not wanting people to eavesdrop, you give her a maternal ‘quiet down’ look.

“Oh, don’t give me that look, I’ve been waiting so long to hear this, tell me more.”

As Sol further indulges in your suffering, you slowly start wishing you two had lunch back at the office or your loft, you were sure other lunch goers used you as a source of entertainment.

Back at the office, a warm standing ovation greets you, with everyone’s eyes and smiles lighting up the second they saw you, maybe they are genuinely impressed, but maybe because they’re all about to get a huge payout from the rising popularity of your article, usually rival companies don’t boost each other’s articles, then it wouldn’t be competition, but yours struck the entire nation, the likes of Buzzfeed and TMZ bowed down to you, making articles about your piece of art. However, as much as it was a piece of art, there’s some part of you that felt guilty about pressing publish, maybe the world didn’t have to read about Jenna’s ego in writing, it could’ve just been left untold, you were the one to tell it. Much like Jenna, your day was filled with meetings, but distraction got the best of you, you barely focused and you couldn’t even tell the higher ups what you plan was next, but nevertheless they were highly impressed with you. So impressed, that there was talk about you moving up, career wise.

At the end of your day, exhaustion kisses your body, you were all Jenna’d out, if you had to speak about Jenna one more time, you were sure to implode, not that you had anything against the people asking you, it was a fair thing to be curious about, but, you wish that maybe this was a one-time thing, that she isn’t your shot to success, that she isn’t running your world, that maybe, you would never hear from her again.

“Hello, Ms. L/N.” A familiar voice speaks, the same person who was anonymous with you on that balcony looking out into the skyline was an arm’s reach. But this time, you waste no time in turning around. A big sigh showcases your defeat, so much for never hearing from her again.

“Miss me?” Jenna teases, definitely not missing her, a plan sparks in that sly mind of yours.

“Hey Sol, look I have someone here who is dying to meet the person behind Bayseyes.”

You see Sol’s jaw drop to the ground as her eyes relay the fact that Jenna Ortega is standing in her building to her brain. “No, I don’t miss you.” You chuckle at her, as you head out, if only you turned around to see Jenna’s reaction, it would have made everything all worth it. Though she was fed up with how well you could turn her down, and she’d let it slide, she was impressed at how well you thought on your feet.

As Jenna relays what happened to Viv and Bruce, she swears smoke spills out her ears as they belly laugh at her failure, their knees weak at every word that leaves Jenna’s mouth, Bruce had to hold Viv and himself to make sure they didn’t topple over.

“Whew, Jenna, she has played you in every way, I love this girl, when she coming back?” Viv teases.

“She’s never coming back.”

“Yeah, clearly, your attempts to reel her in is like fishing with a plastic rod.” Bruce adds, Viv’s face lighting up with pride.

“No, she’s not welcome here.”

“Mhmhm, the same way she’s not welcome in your heart.”

“No, I kicked her out.”

“AH HAH, so you admit she was in your heart.”

“WHAT, NO.”

“Boss…” Bruce cringes.

“WHATEVER, I’M LEAVING.”

The same record plays as she leaves the room, Bruce and Viv hysterically laughing trying to figure out the badass you are.

The next day, it was all the same, this time, Jenna waited for you outside the building with a black Porsche behind her as she leans. As it was all the same, the rejection was no different, blowing her off again as you strut the other way, making sure Jenna saw you roll your eyes at her, more rejection, more laughter and taunts from Viv and Bruce.

3rd times the charm is the saying, yet not everyone is proven to be successful, Jenna was one of them, it was irking her and getting under her skin that she couldn’t bag you, but no matter how much you frustrated her, she would never admit she wants you, she’d lay a blanket over her feelings for you, hiding it as she wants you within her reach so she, herself can make you bleed, the same way you did. But maybe she does want that, maybe all she wants is to see you fall, you don’t know who she is, but she seems to know who you are, well, what she could find out about you. But funny enough, her level of power doesn’t get her through to your hidden files. It was redacted, and not even you knew about them.

Number 4 took a different approach, this time she asks Sol for help, begging her to get you to meet her, and as much as Sol wants to, and trust your gut, she wants to, so bad, her loyalty to you was no match for Jenna, Sol turns Jenna away, and to add a cherry on top, you recruited help from a colleague of yours, he was very handsome, and a gentleman, so you two played pretend in front of Jenna’s eyes, arms linked with laughter filling the barely visible gap between the two of you. This fuelled the fire burning in her chest, a feeling she had never felt before, jealousy, and jealousy is a bitch. Jealousy caged Jenna, how could this feeling make the most powerful woman in America bend at her knees, how could you make the most powerful woman in America suffer with every inch of her. You, y/n, you are the indulgence of her soul but the starvation of her heart. Jenna’s first instinct was to hurt you, hurt him, how could he kiss the cheek of her woman? You’re not her woman. Murder was on the table for him, and torment was on yours. Anything to ease her suffering, but she couldn’t, she can’t, as much as she wants to, and as much as she could do it with ease, you breathing was more important.

Maybe day 5 would be different, you thought as the clock hands strike 6pm, and so you were right, instead of being greeted with the ever-greedy Ms. Ortega, you were met with Viv’s warm embrace and Bruce’s masculine yet warm stature.

“Jenna’s getting her right hands to do her dirty work?”

Viv and Bruce share a smile, “as much as we love to see her wallow in doubt and pity, and finally see her humbled, you’re killing her.”

“And how is that any different to when she has a gun to someone’s head?”

“We know, she deserves it, but, for us could you consider not torturing her?”

“Look, you guys seem so nice and a very lovely pair, but I’m only doing this because she won’t stop, and I’m sure doing this would be a lot more efficient than telling her to stop, and honestly, I’m surprised I’m even alive right now.”

“Y/N,” a solemn tone escapes Viv, “she’s not like that, you know.”

“I don’t, I don’t know, and like you heard me say before, how could I let her in if she’s everything I stand against. We are two opposing forces, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t you want to know?” Bruce steps in.

“Guys, there are plenty of women out there who wants Jenna.”

“Yeah, but none of them are you.”

“And none of them will be me, I’ll delete the article if it’ll help, but I’m sure everyone has their copies, I’m sorry, I didn’t want it to be like this, I didn’t want to attend the ball.”

“No, it’s okay, don’t apologise, we’re sorry it had to be like this, but we’ll leave you be, we’ll talk to Jenna.”

“Thank you,” giving Viv a warm hug, possibly being the last hug, you’ll ever give her and Bruce a kiss on the cheek, more than you’ve given Jenna.

As you leave, Viv turns to Bruce “oh someone is so getting hurt at tonight’s mission.”

He chuckles, “you know how she copes.”

Finally, a chance to breathe and relax, you were out shopping, giving yourself a self-care day filled with everything you needed after the stressful week you just had. Sol wanted to accompany you, hoping to cheer you up, but you reassured her you’ll be fine and that this was something you had to do on your own. Walking past the dress boutiques, a dress similar to your masquerade dress catches your eyes and you can’t help but stop and admire it, but truthfully, the dress reminded you of her, of Jenna, you hate to admit it but there was some part of you that missed her adamant tries at winning you over.

“It’s pretty dress, but nothing compares to what you wore that night.” A voice you know all too well.

“Jenna…” A sigh of defeat leaves your lips.

“I know, I know, I’m sorry, I just had to see you, y/n.”

“Are you stalking me now?” Genuine question.

“No, no, I was out shopping, well, yes, I had to shop but I knew you frequent here so I took a chance.”

You let out a soft giggle, “I’m not even going to question how you know that but okay, you have me.”

“If I had you, we wouldn’t be here.”

You smile, not knowing what to say, your heart almost breaks for her, you’ve never seen her raw like this, almost as if you make her vulnerable.

“Look, I just want to say I’m sorry, for everything, for every arrogant remark, for every uncomfortable situation I put you in, for playing games with you, for sending Viv and Bruce to do my dirty work, for wanting you, y/n.”

“Jenna,” you grab her hand and caress it, hoping it relieves some of her pain, and maybe now your brain will believe she’s being genuine, and as much as your heart wanted to hold her, you know you can’t. “It takes a lot to apologise, so thank you.”

“It’s no problem, but uh, I know I shouldn’t, but I’d hate myself if I didn’t take this chance, maybe I could take you out to dinner? Apology dinner, on me.”

“Heh, that’s sweet of you to offer, but I’m sorry, I can’t, take Viv and Bruce out for me instead.” You smile at her, trying so hard not to tear up, feeling that choking feeling build up in your throat.

“Do you hate me?” That same question, she asked you that very first night.

“Again?”

“Y/N, tell me you hate me, it’ll make getting over you a whole lot easier, knowing you hate me is a better outcome than knowing you don’t, because if you don’t, my chance of you, my chance of us was out there, but my hands were not strong enough to grasp it, maybe I made the wrong deal with the universe, I don’t want to live a life where we could’ve been, just tell me that you hate me, please, y/n, please.”

If your heart didn’t break before, your heart definitely broke now, this was her, this was Jenna, raw and vulnerable, you wanted to speak, but it seems there was a stronger force out there that withheld you from speaking, instead, you lay your soft hand on her cheek, wiping away a lone tear, so close to Jenna’s lips you could feel her breathing. As she closes her eyes and leans in ever so slightly, you let go, leaving her with a maybe.

Too broken to look at you, Jenna offers “at least let me take you home, it’s getting dark, I know you didn’t drive here, and I know how dangerous the streets can be at this time.”

“I’ll be okay, Jen.”

Maybe it was the right choice, maybe your actions will have consequences.

Too lost in your own world, thinking about what happened between you and Jenna, you don’t notice the looming figure behind you, Jenna occupying you so deeply, you didn’t realise they’ve been following you since you left the mall. Lucky for you, walking past a closed shop with windows out the front, you’re able to see a dark figure behind you, you quickly decipher the figure being a man, but his face is covered so you don’t recognise him. As your heartbeat quickens, so do your steps, actively trying to lose him, you take a sharp turn into an alley, bad mistake. A breath of relief and fatigue exists your lungs as you turn and see he’s not behind you anymore. But.

“Think you could get away from me that easily?” The man appears in front of you, making you jump, but leaving you stuck in place, too scared to run. As you scan his face, your heart sinks, making the connection that this is the same man from the ball, the same one who was harassing you, but Jenna had him thrown out.

“Yeah, now that pretty face remembers me.”

“Please, just let me go, I’ll give you money, is that what you want?”

He scoffs, grabbing your wrist so tight, he may be cutting off circulation. “I don’t care about money, they pay me enough, what I want is you, I want you to hurt.” Suddenly, a sharp sting numbs your face as he slaps you with all his might, knocking you off your feet, you scream.

“That’s right, scream, bitch.” Kicking you in the abdomen, making you give into his wants, screaming more.

“Please.”

“No point in begging now.” He kicks twice more before picking you up by your shirt, you too much in pain to even look at him in the eyes, but the pain would keep going, he holds you up against the brick wall and starts going in for punches, left and right, your nose starts bleeding, you’re sure your ribs are broken, every punch, slap and kick was multiplied by 10, he kept on going, no matter how much you screamed, he didn’t listen.

“Where’s Jenna now? That’s right, she’s not here, can’t go running to her for help.” He was right, you can’t go running for help, you couldn’t, maybe you should’ve gone with her, maybe you should’ve never pushed her away, tears run down your face joining the splatters of your blood on the concrete ground. He starts thrashing you around, making sure every part of you is bloodied, broken, and bruised. “Scream her name, I want her to know you screamed for her, but she was nowhere to be found.”

You were sure you were going to pass out, instead flashing lights come by, there was hope, but that was short lived when you realise it was a large SUV instead of a police car.

“JAMESON, what do you think you’re doing.”

“Sir, I did what you told me.”

“I told you to scare her, not beat her to a pulp.”

“I got carried away.”

“Evidently, I ought to give you to Jenna for this.”

“But she’s your rival, sir?”

“Yeah, but you beat her girl up to a pulp, I don’t need her coming for me just yet, and plus, she’s the key to breaking down Jenna’s walls, making her vulnerable, seeing that you nearly killed the key, you nearly ruined it for us.”

“I apologise Mr. Marcello.”

“Mr. Marcello is my father and uncle, you know better.”

“I’m sorry, Gio.”

“Now, I gotta clean up your mess, hop in the car, killing you now would be a mercy compared to what Ms. Ortega would do to you, oh and drag her in the car.”

“Yes sir, are you going to give me to Jenna?”

“Considering it, if you don’t shut up, it’ll be a yes,” now turning to you, your barely functioning body with a tremendous number of cuts, scrapes, and bruises, “you Ms. L/N are fascinating, who are you and why do you have Ms. Ortega wrapped around your little finger.” Your eyes lacked the ability to focus, and your mind was fighting to stay awake, and you barely heard the conversation between the two men, so it made it hard to figure out who was with you, staying alive was the one thing on your mind. And in this moment, the scariest moment of your life, you doubted life would be in you, once he lays you on the seats, your fight with your mind was over, you pass out, not knowing where they were taking you.

As your eyes focus on what was in front of you, the familiar rooted buildings jumpstarted adrenaline, with indomitable human spirit and a bit of delusion, you somehow make it to the entrance of Ortega Towers. As you collapse the second you drag yourself through the doors, you hear Viv scream.

“Y/N?!! OH MY GOD.”

She rushes towards you cradling you in her arms, begging you to stay awake, to stay with her.

“YOU, GO GET JENNA NOW.” She yells at a young associate.

“But she said she doesn’t want to be disturbed.” He was scared to go up to Jenna and let her know of the situation, fair enough, she’s a scary woman and even scarier to the newbies.

“I DON’T CARE, I’LL TAKE THE HEAT, TELL HER Y/N IS HURT.” He rushes off with speed and not even 3 minutes later, Jenna came running down, you hear her yell something, but your body was on lockdown mode, nothing was working, nothing was focusing. All you know is that you’re in pain.

As Jenna takes over for Viv, so Viv can get medical help, she cradles you. “Hey, hey, y/n, stay with me, okay? Stay with me, please.” She strokes your hair, trying so hard to not let the tears fall, you couldn’t see her like this. No one can. Luckily, Bruce and his crew of soldiers was able to escort everyone out.

You want to, you want to keep your eyes open, but your body was winning this round, and if this is where you’ll die, at least you were in the arms of Jenna. With all your might, you muster up to speak once more.

“I hate you, Jenna.”

“I know.”

Thank you so much for your support <3 I hope you enjoyed! 🦦

hehe sorry about the angst, I think this is one of the most angstsiest shit i’ve ever written, and shout out to @lonelym00n cus she had to endure getting tortured as r and getting tortured as herself 😭 (she’s viv).

it is 5am where im at, im going to sleep, goodnight 🤝

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Event | 7th Anniversary: All Actors Aboard! | Chapter 2: VELUDO STATION MEMORY ✕ Yuki Rurikawa

*Door slides open*

Muku: Ah, Yuki-kun. Good work.

Yuki: Good work. Did your homeroom get done early today?

Muku: They didn’t really have much to say, so it was over quickly. Seems like homeroom for your class was a little longer, Yuki-kun.

Yuki: Yeah… pretty sure some of those guys have been skipping out on cleaning time recently.

Yuki: Whatever, let’s not talk here and just go home now.

Muku: Ah, yeah. Let’s go.

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Kazunari: Ah! Yukki and Mukkun! Good worksies~♪

Yuki: Good work.

Muku: What a coincidence. Are you headed home now, Kazu-kun?

Kazunari: Yep! Guessing you two are headed there too? Let’s head back together!

Yuki: Well, not like it really matters considering we’re all going back to the same place.

Kazunari: …Hehe, whenever I see the two of you going home together like this, it always reminds me of something.

Yuki: What does it remind you of?

Kazunari: When you first joined the troupe, you guys always walked home separately as camouflage, right?

Muku: Ah, now that you mention it.

Yuki: That was because we didn’t want the guys at school to know we were doing theater back then.

Kazunari: Guess it couldn’t really be helped back then~. Anyway, you both went to and from school separately for a while then, right?

Kazunari: Actually, I was a little worried about you guys… I was always wondering about that.

Kazunari: That’s why now it makes me supes happy to see you two going to and from school together like this.

Muku: I never knew you felt like that, Kazu-kun.

Yuki: Same here. Never thought that us going to and from school would make you so happy.

Kazunari: Well, that’s ‘cause I’ve never told anyone that before~. But y’know, there’s still something that I’ve been wondering about…

Yuki: What?

Kazunari: How’d you two even start going to and from school together in the first place?

Muku: Huh, what did start it?

Yuki: That’d probably be…

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*Flashback*

Yuki: (...Gross. It’s kind of crowded here. Why even are there so many people here anyway…?)

Muku: …Huh, Yuki-kun?

Yuki: Oh, Muku? You got here before I did.

Yuki: What’s this about? Why are there so many people here?

Muku: One of the trains on the other line stopped, so there’s lots of people stuck on the platform.

Muku: And that’s making it hard to get through the ticket gate… What should we do, Yuki-kun…

Yuki: Well, we can’t be late for school, so we’ll just have to force our way through…

Muku: R-Right. Alright, let’s do our best to get onto the platform!

Muku: Ah, it’s probably best we don’t get separated, so you should grab onto my clothes or bag, Yuki-kun.

Yuki: What?

Yuki: (Hold onto him…? That said, I don’t know if I’d be able to get through this crowd of adults all by myself…)

Yuki: …Fine. I’ll hold on to you.

Muku: Yeah! Make sure to hold on tight!

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Yuki: …

Yuki: (We managed to get on the train, but… there’s still a lot of people in the train car, and I’m stuck surrounded by a bunch of huge adults, of all people.)

Yuki: (If I’m not careful, I’ll stumble or lose my footing.)

Yuki: …Gh.

Yuki: (This might be bad…)

Muku: Here, Yuki-kun. Switch places with me. …There, here you go.

Yuki: (Phew… I feel way better now that I’ve moved to a different spot.)

Yuki: Thanks…

Muku: No problem!

Yuki: (...Since we switched places, now it’s probably hard for Muku to be standing there.)

Yuki: (And yet he’s standing there so naturally and doesn’t look uncomfortable at all… Is that the influence of shoujo manga…?)

Yuki: (Even if it is, that’s still his true self. It sure is something that I probably wouldn’t be able to do.)

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Yuki: …

Muku: Ah, Yuki-kun!

Yuki: Muku? I thought you left the dorms first… what are you doing here? …Don’t tell me, has the train we take stopped again?

Muku: No, the train’s working just fine.

Yuki: Then why…

Muku: I thought that maybe you’d come if I waited a bit… I was waiting to head to school with you like we did yesterday.

Muku: But… sorry, that might be a little annoying of me, huh? I don’t know why you’d want to go to school with me…

Yuki: …I don’t mind heading to school with you.

Muku: Huh?

Yuki: Our names are already on the company’s website, and we hand out flyers together, don’t we?

Yuki: …That’s why, starting tomorrow, don’t wait for me here at the station, just tell me when you’re ready to leave at the dorms.

*Flashback end*

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Muku: And that’s how we ended up going to school together.

Kazunari: That’s a supes sweet memory! If something like that happened to me at the station, I’d def remember it every time I got to Veludo Station!

Yuki: (That’s true… it is a Veludo Station memory.)

Yuki: (Writing about it for the web edition of “VELUDO” probably wouldn’t be too bad of an idea.)

*Tires screech*

Yuki: That car…

*Car door opens*

Tenma: You guys heading home?

Muku: Tenma-kun!

Yuki: Of course it’s you.

Kazunari: Totes getting some major déjà vu right now! We’ve seen this one before!

Tenma: Huh? I mean, I guess so.

Igawa: Tenma-kun, would you like me to drive everyone back home with you?

Tenma: Nah, I’m going to walk with these guys.

Igawa: Understood. Well then, I’ll pick you up from the dorms tomorrow. Good work today.

Tenma: Yeah, same to you.

*Car drives off*

Yuki: Why didn’t you just have him drive us home?

Tenma: That doesn’t matter. I just felt like walking home today.

Kazunari: Well then, let’s all get along and head home!

Muku: Yeah, we’re glad Tenma-kun is coming home with us! Right, Yuki-kun?

Yuki: …Well, I mean, it’s not like it’s a bad thing.

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#a3!#a3! translation #yuki rurikawa #muku sakisaka #kazunari miyoshi #tenma sumeragi

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— Breaking his promise

— characters include; heizou, mentions of kujou sara

— genre; angst, teyvat not modern au

➜﹒tags: mentions of breakups, sad angsts, heizou is a dick

⸝⸝ᨒ "a/n"✫ wrote this less than an hour lol, pls give me some reqs, im kinda bored

Summary: Heizou didn’t mean to, he didn’t mean to hurt you or make you upset in anyway. He knew you had a crush on him since the both of you was little and was planning to marry you but…why must this happen.

You’ve been dating heizou for a long time now and he’s been a great boyfriend to you. Yeah he may flirt a little bit with his female colleagues but you tend to ignore it since he didn’t REALLY mean it. After finishing the chores in the afternoon you were planning on waiting for him to come home. Time has passed and dinner was almost ready but he wasn’t home yet. You were scared and nervous that he might of gotten hurt so you went to check at his usual workplace.

While walking in town, a friend of yours ran towards you. “HEYYY” she tackles you “how have you’ve been these days? I haven’t seen you in months” “I’ve been okay, im just walking to my boyfriend’s workplace to see why he isnt home yet” “your boyfriend? you mean you guys are still dating?” she looks at you with a confused face “yea? about 5 years now, im planning on marrying him too” you said happily while walking down the town. “oh…well..goodluck with that hehe…” she giggled as she walked away from you back to her store. You looked at her confused but forgot about it. You’ve arrived at heizou’s workplace. The police station. You walk in and see kujou sara on the way and asks her “hey sara, is heizou still here?” she looks at you with wide eyes “oh….um..” you were confused, why is that everytime you talk about your boyfriend people would stare with worried like eyes or act weird. “yes..he’s still here in his office. It’s down that hallway” she points at his door. “thank you sara, I appreciate it” she stared at you while you walk down the hallway and left. Concerned for you and that you won’t be too upset about what you are about to see. As you walk down the hallway, you could hear his voice and..another voice? A female one. It could be one of his colleagues, though it sounds like they were flirting. You did told heizou that he should stop flirting with others for a while because at some points it gets too while to where he looks like he wants to get with someone else. You walk closer to the door, tip toeing and putting your ear on the door. You hear giggling so you thought they might just be talking about something nice. Until you heard something you didn’t like.

You hear wet noises coming from the door. You were guessing they were sipping some tea until you heard something coming from his mouth. “mmmh…I love you sweetheart, you’ll ever be my best loving girlfriend. Oh I can’t wait to marry you” was he drunk? could he possibly think that the woman he’s with is you? or is he really doing what you think it is. The wet kissing noises continue and you wanted to rot. Moans and laughter are coming pass the door and you decided to slam the door open. Heizou and the woman stared at you in shock as you glare at heizou. He immediately let go of the girl and got up until you slapped him. He falls to the grown and you ran away outside of the station.

There’s no way he actually did that, right? RIGHT?! you thought as you ran home. Lock all the doors and went and pack up your stuff. He promised from when you both started dating that he would always stay with you and would forever be with you. You guess he doesn’t even care anymore because that promise is going towards another woman that you don’t even know. Just how long were they together? While packing your stuff, you hear loud banging coming from the front door. You probably thought it was heizou so ignored it. The door bust opened and he went looking for you in every room screaming you name. “Y/N! PLEASE COME OUT. I CAN EXPLAIN” explain? explain my ass I don’t wanna hear your excuses he busted your bedroom door open to see you packing your stuff away, his heart shrunk as he slowly walks towards you. “Honey….no..please” he grabs you by the shoulder. You grab his wrists and pulls if off your shoulder, slapping him afterwards. “Do not talk to me, I don’t even want to hear your excuses” you yelled “but i-” “don’t even say anything, now answer me..how long were you two together” he gulps as he stared at you. He was calling her sweetheart and saying that she’s his everything and wanted to marry her….you wanted to know how long they’ve been together because he has only said that to you ONCE.

“I..uh-” he’s studdering, of course he’s studdering. He has no excuses to make because he knows what he did was wrong. But the real question was did he ever cared for you. “answer my question you bastard before I LEAVE” you yelled “two years” he blurted out. two years they’ve been together and you never even noticed. You also never seen that woman ever in your life and he’s just doing whatever he wants with her by cheating on you. Tears kept pouring down to your chin and dripping on your shirt. You didn’t care anymore. You quickly packed up your stuff and walked away from him. He tried to grab your arm but then pulled his hand back. He knew if he’d say something, you wouldn’t care so he decided to leave you alone.

A few months later, you were casually shopping for stuff with your friend and your new boyfriend. You all were picking up clothes and buying food because your friend wanted to have a sleepover at the inn you stayed in with your boyfriend. You too haven’t been together for too long and is still getting to know eachother but you love him so much and he loves you a lot too. While passing by the food stalls, you hear giggling from across you. You look to see heizou and his girlfriend happily at the food stall sharing food. You stared at them for a bit then it started to rain. Heizou then covered up the girl with his jacket and then his eyes met yours. The both of you didn’t break eye contact until your boyfriend appeared with his jacket over yours telling you to come with him. You walk away with your boyfriend as heizou looks at you in sadness. He wonders why he did this in the first place.

part 2?

#heizou x reader #heizou shikanoin x reader #angst #genshin angst #luvnoya #genshin x reader

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domestic aaron hotchner thoughts coming right up …

okay okay okay so, going clothes shopping and hotch tags along 🥺🥺🥺 and it’s becoming a thing because 💕💖💗 quality time is a love language 💗💖💕 and he’s such a workaholic (you love him anyway) but any free time he has, you immediately want to spend together, even if it’s doing something a mundane as clothes shopping. only !! it’s so endearing the way aaron follows you from store to store and he’s just showering you with affection n compliments (he’s just so enamored by you). and just when you think you couldn’t love him any more, he pushes a dress into your hands and asks if you’ll try it because he thinks that color would just look so pretty on you 🥺🦋 (and then that one item turns into a pile of items) and the whole while you’re trying things on he’s waiting outside the dressing room waiting for you to come out and give him a lil fashion show, my HEART.

clothes shopping with him would be the sweetest 🥺

the very first time, he’s home just lounging around - you mention you have to run out to get a few things and you’ll be back in an hour or two. but he immediately gets up and says that he wants to go 🥹 hehe of course you want him to tag along <333 why wouldn’t you?! BUT first you’re like - “are you sure honey?? you might be bored” his response is giving you that smile that’s only reserved for you, and says i’m very sure :D since the he never knows when work is gonna take him away from you >:( he'll take advantage of every opportunity to spend time with you <3

hehe he just follows you around like a lost puppy but with a purpose at the same time <333 he’s more than happy to give his opinion when you ask him his thoughts on a sweater, a dress, and it gets to a point where you’re like “aaron.🙄🥰 you can’t keep telling me everything is nice. i might as well buy out the whole store at this point.” — you even pointed out the utmost ugliest sweater, just to see what he would say, and received positive feedback. he literally can’t stop complimenting you <3 and he just simply says- “well it’s not my fault everything would look amazing on you.” 🥰 and AH giving him a little fashion show <3333 his face is the equivalent to a kid in a candy store and is his fav part of shopping with you. he’s so just completely in awe of you and also he’s just ????? how in the world did i manage to get someone so beautiful to be mine????

but after that, he does take it a little more seriously - especially when he begins to tag along more. like instead of simply agreeing to what you pick or point out, he takes the initiative of picking things out himself. and the more he does that, the more picky he gets. like if you were to point out something kinda questionable (more often than not, you do that on purpose just to get a reaction out of him because it makes you laugh) he gives you that ehhh face, his eyebrows are quirked as he’s studying the piece of clothing — like, he’s not going to say he doesn’t like it, because he’s supportive of anything you want to wear and always wants you to feel comfortable and confident, but again, it’s just not it. so he’s his response is simply - let’s see what else there is before we make a decision LOL

but he loves picking out clothes for you 🥹 and every time he hands you something, he has such a loving look in his eyes and he’s almost coming off as shy, his cheeks are a lil rosy <3333 but he’s just the sweetest - “this would be stunning on you” “this color is so pretty on you” just so so so many compliments. and again, he loves the extra time with you. doing normal people things with serial killers being the farthest thing from his mind <333

#let's talk aaron <333333 #aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner imagine #criminal minds drabble #aaron hotchner drabble #criminal minds imagine #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds

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DIABOLIK LOVERS GRAND EDITION Sofmap Tokuten Situation CD ”Date Escapades ~ Ayato・Laito ~

Original title: デートハプニング ~ アヤト・ライト ~

Source: Diabolik Lovers GRAND EDITION Sofmap Tokuten Drama CD

Audio: Ayato / Laito

Seiyuu: Midorikawa Hikaru & Hirakawa Daisuke

Translator’s note: Who’s ready for another round of mindless date scenario fun with the Diaboys? I’m not a huge fan of the triplets (although Ayato does have his cute moments) so this doesn’t make me go uwuwu, but I’m sure all the Ayato and Laito stans out there will enjoy it! :3

Ayato’s side: Huddled Close at the Fireworks

The two of you are at a festival.

“Oi, Chichinashi! Where do you think you’re goin’? It’s this way, come on! You better follow me!”

You walk up to Ayato.

“I mean, you gotta hit up the food stalls at a festival, right? Then we can eat them while walkin’ ‘round. Come on, let’s go buy some takoyaki already!”

You walk towards the food stalls together.

*TIMESKIP*

*Rustle rustle*

“...Hahn...Mmh! Delicious! There’s somethin’ special ‘bout the takoyaki they serve at festivals! ...Come on, you should try some as well.”

You seem surprised.

“Geez, don’t stand there spacin’ out. Open your mouth, come on. What’s so embarrassin’ ‘bout it?”

You explain.

“...You can’t while there’s so many other people ‘round? ...Excuse me? You’re gonna say no to my takoyaki?”

You try to make an excuse.

“Stop makin’ excuses and open your damn mouth already!”

*Rustle*

“And? It’s good, isn’t it?”

You nod.

“Geez. You should have just tried some right away. Don’t let yourself get bothered by the crowd.”

*Rustle*

“ーー My cravin’ hasn’t been satisfied yet. ...Oh! There’s another takoyaki vendor over there! Oi, Chichinashi! Snap out of it! Let’s go hit up the next place!”

You tug onto his arm.

*Rustle*

“Hm? What’s wrong, Chichinashi? Don’t pull onto my arm all of a sudden. “

You tell him that you want to watch the fireworks.

“Fireworks...? What’s the issue with that?”

You explain.

“A secret spot with a great view? You know a place like that?”

You nod.

“Well, I honestly don’t care where we watch the fireworks. But I guess this quiet place you mentioned wouldn’t be bad to enjoy my takoyaki in peace. I’ll go buy some from that vendor over there before we head over there.”

Ayato walks away.

*TIMESKIP*

The two of you are on your way to the secret spot to watch the fireworks.

“Hey, Chichinashi. Are you sure we’re goin’ the right way? There’s no lights or anythin’. I know you said not many people know ‘bout this place, but there’s literally not a single other person ‘round.”

You insist that it’s the right way.

“...We’re almost there, you say? Are you sure?”

You speed up.

“...Ah! Hey! Don’t run in the dark! ーー Hey, you little! Don’t try and get ahead of me!”

You trip and fall.

*Thud*

“...? ーー Oi!”

Ayato runs up to you.

“...What are you doin’? ...Geez. You really smacked right ‘gainst the ground, didn’t you?”

You toughen it out.

“It hurts but you’re fine? You don’t look ‘fine’ to me at all...”

*Rustle*

“Oi...Hold this for a sec.”

Ayato hands you the bag with takoyaki before lifting you into his arms.

*Rustle*

“Don’t thrash ‘bout, idiot! You really think you can walk in your current condition!? ーー Anyway, tell me where to go. You know the way, right? If you want to get there before the fireworks are over. Don’t even think ‘bout droppin’ my takoyaki though!"

He carries you to the secret spot.

“Oi, why do you keep tryin’ to hide your face? Don’t tell me...Bein’ carried like this makes you embarrassed? Hehe...Interestin’. Come on, move those hands and give me a good look at your expression. If you don’t do as I say, I’ll immediatelyーー”

You tell him you’ve arrived at your desination.

“...Wait, haah? We’re here? Is this the hotspot you were talkin’ of?”

The fireworks go off in the distance.

“Wow, amazin’...! You can see the fireworks hella clear from here!”

You nod.

“Heehー It’s true there’s no other people either. I’m honestly surprised you knew ‘bout this location. I have to give you credits for once.”

You ask Ayato to put you down.

“Put you down...? Don’t tell me what to do. I will do what I want, so I’m not putting you down.”

*Rustle rustle*

“Ah, hey! Don’t make a fuss! If you won’t calm down, I’m gonna suck your blood and kiss you right here, right now, Chichinashi!”

You stop struggling.

“What’s that? You’re done fightin’ back already?”

You change your mind.

“Ah? You’d rather stay like this? Hehe, then maybe you should have behaved from the start. ーー Anyway, Chichinashi. Feed me some of that takoyaki already.”

You tilt your head to the side.

“Don’t tell me you forgot ‘bout the plastic bag in your hand?”

*Rustle*

“Come on. My hands are tied right now. You said you’d do as I say, don’t forget ‘bout that.”

ーー THE END ーー

Laito’s side: Rainy Date

Laito approaches you.

“...Hey there, Bitch-chan~ If you’ve got nothing better to do, how about the two of us head outside for a bit?”

You ask him why.

“Oh come on! I’m asking you out! On a date! ...So, what do you say?”

You nod.

“Okay! Let’s not waste any more time then! We don’t go on dates every day, so make sure to change into your cutest outfit, okay~?”

*TIMESKIP*

The two of you are walking in town.

“I’m so happy to be able to head out with you at night, nfu~ Want to hold hands, perhaps? With our fingers intertwined, of course! (1) Nfu...~”

*Rustle*

“Well then...I just felt like taking you out on a date, but I don’t have a specific location in mind or anything. Where shall we go?”

You ask if you can make a suggestion too.

“Sure! We can hit up all the places you want! ...Not for free, of course~”

You complain.

“Eeh~? Isn’t that only obvious? I’m granting your wish, so it only makes sense you do the same for me, right? For example...Letting me suck your blood, okay~?”

It starts raining.

*Drip drip*

“...Huh? Rain? It started pouring out of nowhere...Why don’t we go take shelter at the park over there? We’re going to have to run a bit, but don’t let go of my hand, okay?”

The two of you run towards the park.

*TIMESKIP*

“Ah-aahー We’re pretty soaked. ...Nfu~ But I suppose that isn’t entirely a bad thing. You’re looking really hot right now after all.”

*Rustle*

“I mean, look. You’re wearing white, so you can see the lines of your underwear through the wet fabric.”

You try to get away from him.

*Rustle rustle*

“Eeh~? Why are you scooting away? It’s just the two of us, so why get all embarrassed? It kind of hurts to see you get away from me like that. ...Come on, the roof doesn’t stretch all the way to the corner of the bench so you’ll get wet if you sit there. Scoot over, okay?”

You hesitate.

“No need to be so guarded. It’s kind of lonely to sit apart like this when we’re supposed to be out on a date, don’t you think?”

*Rustle*

“Hm...All I wanted was to have some quality time with you. ...I wonder if you no longer like me or something?”

You slowly move closer.

“Nfu~ ...Gotcha!”

Laito wraps his arms around you.

*Rustle*

“Hehe...You really are so adorably naive. All it takes is a little acting to fool you.”

*Rustle rustle*

“Oh? Seems like someone still doesn’t it, trying to escape my grip like that. Let me tell you, I don’t plan on letting you go in a million years. ...There’s something incredibly erotic about being soaked by the rain, don’t you agree? Whether it’s your damp hair sticking to your nape, or your skin vaguely visible through your clothes...It’s all so lewd.”

*Rustle*

“Just by running my fingers across like this...Nfu~ Your body reacts naturally. How cute~”

*Rustle*

“I wonder if you’ve cooled down a little? Usually you’d feel warmer.”

You try to move away.

“Ah, you can’t, Bitch-chan. I have no body temperature to share with you or anything. But your warmth is transferring to me, so we have to stay close, or else you’ll catch a cold.”

You stop trying to get away.

“Mmh, just like that~ Now keep still, okay? ...Nfu~ I’d honestly love to stay cuddled close like this forever but...Unfortunately, it seems like the rain has lifted. I guess it was just a short shower.”

You ask if you should head home.

“Hm? Home? Well...I guess both of us are pretty drenched, huh? But I kind of want to keep cuddling like this, honestly.”

You sneeze.

“...Ah. You sneezed. Did you actually catch a cold? ...Oh! But if you get sick, we can play doctor without having to fake it! ...Don’t worry~ I’ll get you back in tip-top shape in no time~”

You shake your head.

“...It’d only make your temperature rise even more, you say? Oh geez, Bitch-chan~ I wonder what you’re imagining~? ...Heh. They say that one way to get rid of a cold is to give it someone else, right? So perhaps we can kiss until I catch it?”

*Rustle rustle*

“What do you say? We should test just how many kisses it’d take to get me sick~”

ーー THE END ーー

Translation notes

(1) The Japanese language has a specific word for the way couples hold hands called 恋人つなぎ or ‘koibito-tsunagi’ which literally means ‘lovers’ connection’.

#diabolik lovers #dialovers #ayato sakamaki #laito sakamaki #diabolik lovers translation #diabolik lovers drama cd #drama cd

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