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#hot take but ness is way more fucked up than kaiser
katasstrophy · 1 year
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ness is so i love the kind of woman who will actually just kill me to me. he can’t get it up if he’s not at least a little terrified of you.
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perrywrites · 7 months
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CAN U DO KAISER, NESS AND KIYORA FOR THE 'Asking them to hold your hand during your first time'?!?!!!?? IK KIYORA'S PART MAY BE CHALLENGING(u don't have to do him if you want ofc)) BUT YOUR WRITING IS SO GOOD LIKE.. I LOVE IT 🗣️🗣️‼️
SDFHSDFSFD THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR SWEET WORDS 🙈🙈🙈 I'm so honoured you like my writing, I hope you enjoy this!
Asking “Can you… Can you hold my hand?” during your first time together, part 6;
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Includes; Kaiser, Ness, Kiyora
Part 1 (Isagi, Hiori, Bachira) and part 2 (Barou, Shidou, Karasu) and part 3 (Reo, Chigiri, Nagi) and part 4 (Rin, Sae, Kunigami) and part 5 (Otoya, Oliver, Yukimiya)
Kaiser: he is smirking down at you, beyond smug and satisfied. Did you think you could resist him for long? Deny what you felt for him? Look at you now, after all that talk, writhing beneath him and whining so sweetly for his touch. Honestly, though, he’s in no position to be teasing you so much, the way his cock is twitching and leaking already - shit, look at what you did to him? He will never admit it to you, but he’s so sure what he feels for you is much stronger than anything you will ever feel for him. That’s just how it is, sweetheart, you render him weak with longing, don’t you see? Beyond the smugness the way he craves you so wholeheartedly? Dark siren eyes trembling slightly as his hands reach forth and claim your innocence in its entirety, his mouth robbing you of your capability to speak coherently as he fans your neck with his hot breath and wet open-mouth kisses. It’s then that you shakily breathe out such a cute little request - and there he is, chuckling against your neck. You’re too adorable. He pulls back to look at you, smirking all the while, and he can’t help but chuckle again at your flushed expression. The way your lips are quivering, you really are too adorable. What, did you think he was going to deny your adorable little request or something? Don’t worry, he’s finally getting to have you now, there’s not much he’d deny you right now. Ask him for the world and watch him condense it within the palm of his hand to slip it onto your finger. But don’t ask for mercy. He can’t give any of it when he needs you so badly. His hand intertwines with yours, and his eagerness is transparent as he leans in to kiss you, feverish, full of need for you. Almost there, he needs to feel the softness of those plush walls, feel you encage his cock in the same way you encaged his heart - the owner of this untameable emperor, aren’t you proud? You get to have him like this, ready to ruin you on his cock and give you absolutely anything and everything you desire - as long as you give yourself up to him. A fair deal, he’ll say.
Ness: You’re so beautiful. And absolutely divine. And all his - yes, his, yes. Reverently, he looks down at you, lovesick, so utterly struck by cupid, the air is thick and hot and his touch is searing. The only time he stops murmuring sweet nothings to you is when he kisses you, overflowing with passion, a well that never stops running - you’re so overwhelmed. But that doesn’t stop him as he loves on you, hushing you softly and lovingly when you whine and cry out for him, for more, deep inside you. You don’t realize what kind of an existence you are to him, his everything, his life, his heart - he’ll decide when it’s enough, when he can enter the sweet heaven of your cunt. Don’t forget it, okay? You don’t know anything, just let him take care of you, please. His mouth is obsessive as he slowly kisses down your neck to your ankle, a soft peck ending his journey of your body before he even thinks to allow his aching cock some relief through your precious cunt. Oh, so precious, all dripping and ready for him to claim you. You’re so pretty like this, all out of it for him, all whines as you cry, flushed, begging for him - he smiles. Don’t forget, he’s the only one that can fuck you this good, okay? He’s the only one that’s allowed to have you like this. Don’t forget it. Gently, he pushes your legs apart, renders you helpless as he positions himself - and then his eyes widen momentarily at your shaky words. You want him to hold your hand? Oh…? Eyes lovesick, he smiles lovingly, holding onto your hand reassuringly. You’re so cute, so naive. It’s good that you’re trusting him to have you, don’t worry. He’ll make sure no man will ever use you - to even get the opportunity to do so. So let him chain you down to him, alright? Well. Not like you had a choice at this point anyways, being so willing to let him have your body. Since he’s claiming your whole body like this, you belong to him forever, right? Right?
Kiyora: he makes a quiet vow to you with each kiss, robs you of your first time gently like a silent siren. You don’t know how much you mean to him, and he doesn’t know how to tell you. So he kisses you, again and again, tenderly at times, like freshly fallen snow, and passionately at other times, as if trying desperately to tell you ‘I love you I love you I love you.’ He pours his all into you to make up for what he can’t say in words, his touch is gentle as he cradles your cheek ever so lovingly. You let out the sweetest sounds, and he melts against your body, his breathing heavy as he nips kiss marks across your tantalising skin. He wants you so much, you have no clue. You’re so pretty, so beautiful. You don’t know, but to him you’re the prettiest girl ever. He grabs a handful of your thighs, his hands are rough but his grip is the opposite - firm but soft, oh so soft - and slowly spreads you open for him. Almost hesitant, but eager nonetheless. The feeling of your skin is addicting, and he can't help but keep being more and more greedy for you. He feels sick with how badly he wants to monopolize you, keep you all for himself. You’ll continue accepting him, won’t you? Accept all of him? You’re the only one for him, please never stop looking at him with so much love, never stop looking at him like he’s your whole world. He knows he doesn’t deserve it, but still, if you allow it, maybe still he can indulge in you, right? As long as you let him, he can get to have you like this, right? When you ask him to hold your hand, his eyes widen, swirling with emotion as he tears up slightly. “... Is that all you need?” he asks, voice quiet and hoarse and strained, as he affectionately holds your hand to the bed, and when you say yes, he simply nods silently. Adoringly and ardently, he presses kisses against your face, unstopping, unyielding. He loves you so much, you don’t know. He’ll keep you safe, he’ll make you happy, so please, don’t leave him. You’re his only sanctuary, so please, don’t leave him cold and alone. He’s begging you.
Annnnnnd that's the end for this series! Hope you guys enjoyed it just as much as I enjoyed writing these 🤭🤭🤭
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lethby · 1 year
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Bllk boys when you compliment them! ⍣ೋ
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Bachira, Chigiri, Karasu
Compliment war
You could be enjoying a lazy day in the couch, sitting in a cafe or walking around town, but every moment felt like the perfect moment to remind your boyfriend how amazing he is.
He might act startled or flustered for half a second, but don't let it fool you. Prepare yourself to get complimented back inmediatly after. Being as stubborn as you are, you don't back down and both of you start throwing compliments at the other, earning some successful blushes in the meantime.
Too bad for you, your boyfriend has every aspect he loves of you ready to fire and believe me, he loves a lot of you. In the end, you're left speechless as he just keeps going on and on with no intention to stop. The moment you barely hesitate, he excitedly takes it as a win and laughs. When you pout slightly, he gently holds your chin with one hand and angles your head to kiss your cheek softly.
"Maybe next time, love. But I'm a mighty opponent"
Shidou, Kaiser, Reo, Ness
Yeah? tell me more
You're trapped in the arms of your lover on the couch, and just had the great idea of letting a comment on his looks or how much you love his hugs leave your lips. You can tell he's grinning widely even if you're not looking at him. The little shit is already smirking cockily as he leans closer.
"Yeah? Tell me more"
You smile at this and decide to feed his ego a little more. His hands hold you tighter with each sentence. When he still ask for more, you roll your eyes in false annoyance and nuzzle your mouth in his chest so your next words come out muffled and he inevitably doesn't hear them.
"Hey, not fair! Come here!"
He lifts your face and he can see you with a devious smile that he thought was hot as fuck. He starts covering you in quick kisses. You laugh and try to squeeze away from your grasp, but his strong hold refrains you to do so. Only if you knew how much your nice words affected him in a good way.
Kunigami (before wild card), Isagi, Nanase
Bashful, cute mess
The moment those words leave your lips, he's already got a cute blush across his cheeks. He frowns and clings to you despite your height difference, nuzzling his face on your skin to hide the embarrassment. You notice and, being the nice girlfriend you are, decide to tease him about it.
Your comments only make him blush harder. He refrains from speaking up, knowing he'll stutter. You feel his rapid heartbeat against you and start to feel somewhat bad for him; therefore, you sweetly caress his hair. His hold on you tightens as he clearly relaxes under your touch.
"Honey, I can't breathe-"
You let out a strangled breath before your boyfriend loosens up a little. He lifts his now smiling face and kisses you gently. His soft lips make you melt in his arms at the caring affection. He pulls back just enough to look in your shining eyes and whisper.
"I love you so much"
Sae, Rin, Nagi, Kurona
Actions speak louder than words
You two are sitting up on the bed. He has you on his lap and his arms lazily hugging your waist. You lean your head on his chest and listen to his rhythmic heartbeat. You're just silently enjoying each other's touch and company, deciding that today you'll comfortably spend some quality time together.
"You're the best boyfriend I could ask for."
Surprised at your way to break the silence, the boy is left speechless and doesn't know what to say. His heart starts to beat faster and love fills his every being. His hands now travel further around your body as he keeps you close in a protective embrace. He leaves a whisper of a kiss in your forehead and nuzzles the top of your head.
He doesn't have to say anything for you to know that your words had the expected effect on him. Just know that he's gonna pay it back to you tenfold with the best cuddles in the world.
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Aaaaaa I have a love-hate relationship with writing general hc. I get to dump my ideas but I'm so scared to make them ooc.
(Also I'm running out of this final sentences if you can't tell ⬇️)
Consume enough nutrients, Lethby ༊*·˚
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monkayemporor · 6 months
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Around The World, But Never With You (Part 1)
Synopsis:
Micha Kaiser, world’s best striker, ace of Bastard München, and wife of Alexis Ness.
You, regular 9-5 worker, average, and Micha’s childhood friend.
You two were just friends, right? You wouldn’t listen to the words of a married woman, tempting you into bed, right?
Warnings:
Cheating - Toxic Relationship - Gaslighting - Fatshaming
Featuring: Male Reader - Female Kaiser - Female Ness (mentioned)
wc: 1,101
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“God, you’re so fucking fat.”, Micha sneered, hands groping the pudge of your stomach as the two of you lay in bed together. She continued to press her chest against your back until there was no space between you and her.
Your relationship with Micha Kaiser was…odd to say the least. She constantly verbally abused you and made it her job to make you feel worthless. And yet, only to you that she revealed her unsatisfactory marriage to Alexis Ness. She even kept you close, choosing her wife to sleep in a separate bed. But the Kaiser never stopped going out of her way to ruin you. Humiliating you about your looks, weight, smarts…
The list went on and on. But through it all, Micha never let you go. The striker made you accompany her in place of Ness. No matter how many times you tried to end it, end being her side-piece, end being a homewrecker, she wouldn’t let you. Married or not, you were hers.
And she could do whatever she wanted with you, no care for what you thought. Why should she? She was an empress. And you, her forced retainer.
You hated it. You hated it so much. Especially now, with Kaiser forcing you into her bed. Even though Ness slept in a separate room, her presence was everywhere in the striker’s bedroom. From the perfume on the vanity to the clothes in the closet. It overwhelmed you so much you couldn’t breathe without being reminded of Micha’s room. And while Alexis readily took Kaiser’s excuse of you just being a friend, you knew at the first chance, she’d kill you.
But you couldn’t tell Micha though. All she would do was laugh it off and call you paranoid. Which wasn’t surprising considering she didn’t even take Alexis’ last name at their wedding.
“Come on, you aren’t going to say anything?”, taking her her hand away from you, Kaiser rolled away from you on the bed, her skirt slightly riding up to expose velvety thighs. “Micha…”, you sighed. An egotist like this woman was hard to please. But you were done, so done.
“You’re so useless, I don’t even know why I keep you around. You’re fat, useless, and a dumbass.”, she ranted, not even facing you. Of course, she would say this. But you were used to it—the risks of fighting back with her too much greater than protecting your dignity.
All you did in response was sigh. Nowadays, unlike the blonde who constantly ran around a field, you simply had no energy. You wondered what would happen if someone caught you like this. In bed with one of the greatest strikers. But Micha probably wouldn’t care. She had no qualms about dragging you to press events and galas, stirring up rumors that the two of you were more than friends. Though, most didn’t believe that. You were fat and disgusting. She was out of your league.
According to everyone, you were her charity case—a punching bag. And they weren’t wrong. Mostly.
“I’m sorry, Kaiser.”
Just apologize. Take it like it was your fault. Then she’d suddenly be in a sweeter mood, caressing you and buying you stuff your yearly salary couldn’t afford. Was this how Ness felt all the time? You had no idea why she clung to Micha like a loyal bitch.
Silence. And then you felt soft fingers trail up your legs, squeezing the fat of it along the way. “There, that wasn’t hard, was it?”, she cooed, her breath hot on your neck. When did she get so close? “You should worship me. I mean, I’m the only one who tolerates you, much less spoils you.”
You were tempted to bite back at her condensing words, but you knew that it wasn’t the right choice. Instead, you let her continue to taunt you. There was no fighting with Micha Kaiser. She wrapped her fingers around your own, holding onto it tightly as she rested her head in the crook of your neck, “I’m even risking my marriage just for you. You may be a fat pig, but you’re mine.”
When you didn’t respond, Kaiser lifted her head and stared down at you with a cool gaze. She wanted an answer. But you didn’t have one. It wasn’t like Micha was risking her marriage for you. Ness would never leave her. But every moment you spent with the striker risked your life. People like Alexis Ness wouldn’t hesitate to exact revenge. Revenge for ruining their marriage, revenge for stealing their wives.
With gritted teeth, you answered, “Thank you. I don’t deserve you.” Kaiser smirked, a satisfactory glint in her eyes. “Good. It seems like you’re not that dumb, pet.” God. You despised the nickname. And your obvious discomfort with it only made her use it more. You shifted your position in the bed until you were sitting against the silk pillows, blankets bunched up around you and Kaiser.
“It’s five. Ness will be back. I should get going.”, you mumbled, avoiding the other’s gaze. Micha rolled her eyes as she propped herself up next to you, “So? Who cares. What could she possibly do anyway?” Many things. Many, many things.
You glanced at the antique clock stationed on the nightstand, half past four. Thirty minutes to get out. Sensing your anxiousness, Kaiser gently–yet firmly gripped your chin and turned your head to face her. She squashed your chubby cheeks and leaned in closer to you, “What’s wrong? Hungry? I bet you are. A fat pig like you only cares about eating.” Her words were soft but sharp as they stabbed at your heart. You weren’t a pig. You knew you weren’t.
You tried to move out of her grip to no avail, “N-no…I-”
“Then shut it.”
Kaiser then released you from her grip. “Anyway, let’s go out for dinner. I’m thinking eight.” You quickly shook your head. “Can’t. I have a video call with a client at that time.” Her eyes narrowed and her lips curved into a frown, “Don’t fucking lie to me. Who the hell has work at eight?”
“The guy lives in America.”
“Oh.”
She then rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, “Then call in sick. I’m more important.” You wanted to punch her. So badly. But that wouldn’t work out. “Fine.”, you sighed, already giving up, “Where are we even going?” The only answer you got was a knowing smirk.
Another look at the clock, twelve minutes to five—time to leave. “I’m going. Now.”
“Fine. Pick me up at eight.”
“I know.”
NOTES: Ahem, not me ignoring all my requests to write this. Teehee.
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perrywrites · 7 months
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Asking “Can you… Can you hold my hand?” during your first time together, part 2;
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Part 1 (Isagi, Hiori, Bachira) and part 3 (Reo, Chigiri, Nagi) and part 4 (Rin, Sae, Kunigami) and part 5 (Otoya, Oliver, Yukimiya) and part 6 (Kaiser, Ness, Kiyora)
Includes; Barou, Shidou, Karasu
Barou: ever so stringent with his principles, he makes you come on his fingers first, gaze dark and hungry as he looks on at your expressions twisting and body writhing in ecstasy. Rough hands grabby and kisses so overpowering you can only whimper and accept his domination, just the way he likes it. That’s how you’re supposed to be, submissive and pliant, all weak whimpers and powerless for him, and just him. He can barely restrain himself, grip tense and firm on your hips as he positions himself. He has prepared you enough, right? He can take what he wants now, right? He’ll stop if you say no. He will, he really will, even if his cock is painful, angry-looking, like it’s about to burst. He will stop, but God knows, he really doesn’t want you to say no right now. You don’t say no, but you do make a request that makes a growl come out from the back of his throat. You’re so powerless beneath him, helpless, eyes large and watery, he has to be careful with you, he remembers, his hand awkwardly reaching out to yours to give you the intimacy you yearn for. Gently, far too gently, like you’re already his wedded wife, he presses a chaste kiss on your forehead. You’re his woman after all, if he can’t even satisfy you and take care of you, he’s a failure as a partner. He pulls away from your forehead, and asks you yet again if you’re ready. He asks, holding back the urges telling him to just rail you and make you cry on his cock. That’ll come, and it’ll come later, once he’s taken your virginity, once you’re begging for his cock, begging for him to fuck you like he wants to fuck you. You’re his woman after all, there’s no way you won’t be begging for more once he’s done with you.
Shidou: you’re finally letting him do this with you, have you like this, weak and vulnerable under his touch. He’s greedy and unrelenting with the way he keeps on kissing you, wet and hot - he wants to mess you up so bad, fuck. Yeah, make sure his name is the only thing on your mind, hm? His hands grope, his touch hungry and insatiable. Come on, don’t try and hide those pretty sounds, he knows you’re a naughty girl, huh? Shit, maybe even naughtier than him - that flushed expression of yours, eyes squeezed tightly as your lips quiver, so lewd. So fucking lewd. Can you make an ever dirtier expression? He bets he can make you make an even lewder face, have you moan and cry out like his own personal cockslut as he pounds into you. He wants to watch your eyes roll back, head tilted back as you arch your back, his name your every prayer. It’s so romantic that you’re letting him corrupt you like this, letting him see all those erotic expressions as you unravel under his touch and mouth - yet somehow you manage to draw him in even closer. You want him to hold your hand? Was it not enough to ensnare him like a siren? Fuck, yeah, he’ll hold your hand, he’ll fuck you and keep holding onto your hand. He intertwines his hand with yours and then hikes up one of your legs over his shoulder. Love is so sweet, huh? He grins, manic; it’s going to be a long night. Hold on tight, because he’s not letting you go until your used body has satiated his hunger for you. He wants you to see you depraved and out of it, fucked dumb, a view only for him and no other man. You can give it to him, right? Well, he’s taking it either way. He loves you after all, even if it’s a little sick.
Karasu: he has you beneath him, exactly right where he wants. His touch is unrelenting, persistent, greedy - impatient to hear more of those sweet whimpers that are going straight down to his cock. Fuck, that voice, how do you sound so erotic yet sweet? He needs to make you cry on his cock, bet you’d sound even sweeter then, choking out his name and crying out in that broken voice of yours, face and body all flushed because of his ministrations. Oh, it’ll probably be even better than his imagination. He bites down on his bottom lip to suppress a low groan, panting slightly before he continues teasing you, his voice raspy and low, “Oh? Does it feel that good…? Come on, don’t fall apart yet, we haven’t even gotten to the main event yet, eh?” His hand drags down your sides and squeezes perversely the flesh of your thigh, enjoying the way you jump and the surprised mewl that spills from your bruised lips. Honestly, as much as he wants to drag this out, watch the tears pooling on your lash line spill down throughout the night as the moon ages, make you dumb and babbling before he takes you on his cock, you’re sounding too good. Way too good. He can’t wait any longer. He might just bust untouched at this rate. And that’s no good, right? So he has you spreading your legs for him then, encouraging you with naughty whispers that have you whimpering, and then he pauses as you mumble a shaky sentence. And then he chuckles, pulling himself up and away from the side of your face as he smirks down at you. You’re blushing, shaking, all shy, eyes misty and dazed, and oh god, he can’t take it anymore. He reaches out to your hand, firmly grabbing it and holding it down as he presses a surprisingly delicate kiss at your lips. Don’t be mistaken, though, that kiss might just be the last gentle thing of the night. He wanted to be gentle for your first time since you’re trusting him with it, but since you’ve said something so cute, riled him up so much, you can handle it if he completely ruins you on his cock, right? I mean, you’re his now. Don’t complain too much - or maybe you should do it. If you keep on babbling in that shaky whimpery voice of yours, he can promise you that you’re not going to be leaving that bed until the morning - if you can walk, that is.
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