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filmbyjy · 1 year

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TWITTER SUCKS! > sixteen! let me sniff [written]

synopsis > who knew you could become famous overnight for paying $8 for a single blue checkmark? however, it does come with consequences…what happens when the actual BELIFT Lab comes knocking at your door. all because you simply impersonated your bias.

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WARNINGS: I do mention sex here like a couple of times but they are just for shits and giggles. I could never write smut (though JAM OUT was a whole complete different level)

a/n: holy shit, first written chapter of the series😮 ALSO!! SELAMAT HARI RAYA TO MY MUSLIM FOLLOWERS🫶🏻🫶🏻 time to get your raya duit and spend it on enha😍

everything was fine. well at least what heeseung thought, he didn’t know that the staff he was practically close with was mean to the other members. until they told him of course.

he knew this staff was pretty quote on quote ‘touchy’ but heeseung never thought she was crazy. however, if the boys say she’s insane then it must be true. heeseung could trust the boys way more than her, after all she just recently started working with their team.

— placing this in case read more messes up —

“hyung, just watch and observe her for a couple of weeks. you’ll notice how mean she is with sunoo and sunghoon.” jay says.

and it’s what heeseung did. he observed her and he was definitely not surprised. jay always knew how to tell the truth, he was also never a great liar. there was also something in particular she does which ticks heeseung off. it was the way she handled things, especially with fans.

it was like those bodyguards at airports. who push those ‘fans’ when they were about to enter the waiting area. the only difference is the ENGENEs that they met were really nice and respectful, she was not. she had insist the ENGENEs weren’t allowed to photograph any of them. which seems fair since it was a private schedule but heeseung felt like it was unnecessary. the fans weren’t even asking for a photograph, they were simply shocked to see the boys and said hi.

“I get what you mean, she’s crazy.” heeseung says. all 7 of the boys were sprawled in the living room. ni-ki and jake were playing the PS5.

“I think she purposely approached HYBE to get a job and be close to heeseung hyung. she sees me and sunghoon hyung as a threat because she knows that we don’t fuck with her.” sunoo rolls his eyes.

“well, she’s creepy. how old was she again?”

“hyung’s age?” jake says. he yells after because ni-ki’s kart had pushed his to the side. “YAH! NISHIMURA I WAS WINNING.”

“too bad, jake hyung.” ni-ki sticks out his tongue, teasing the boy.

“she’s like one of the youngest staff member on our team. she’s definitely trying to seduce hyung.” jungwon says.

“the attempt isn’t subtle at all. we literally see her undressing heeseung with her eyes.” sunghoon complains. heeseung gasps before covering his body up as if he could imagine her eyes.

“she did that?”

“oh hyung, if only you weren’t oblivious. yes, she did undress you with her eyes.” sunghoon says.

“she literally slowly panned her eyes up and down your body. she looked like a total pervert.” jake gags.

“fuck, what do we do?”

“hmm, maybe we could…lowkey record her? use the en-core camera and like angle ourselves to where she is sort of seen but also off-camera so they won’t blur out her face.” jungwon says.

“won, you are a genius.” jake says.

“oh I know.” jungwon smirks. jay playfully rolls his eyes.

“anyways, are you going to confess to (name) noona?” sunoo tilts his head. he prettily flutters his eyes whilst cupping his face. heeseung shakes his head.

“I don’t like (name) like that. we are just flirting for fun, besides i can’t just risk my career like that.”

“then what’s with all the ‘god, she’s beautiful’ or ‘i wish I could date her’ muttered under your breath, hyung?”

“i just-I don’t think it would be appropriate for me to fall in love.”

“so you became a simp? that still shows you have feelings for her.” sunghoon says.

“I don’t know what love is.” heeseung huffs.

“booooo, for someone who flirts with ENGENEs all the time. you suck at realising your feelings.” jay grumbles.

“you are like jay hyung. a virgin.” jungwon says.

“man, I have sex.” jay folds his arms.

jake snorts, “with what? your right hand? that’s not sex.”

“hyung, ni-ki is right there.” jungwon scolds.

“it’s true though, what bitches is jay pulling.” sunghoon shrugs.

“your mom.” jay says.

“sorry but my mom has taste. reason why, she and my dad created me. the hot sexy bitch I am.” sunghoon flips his hair.

it went dead silent and sunghoon rolls his eyes. “I make the face of the group. you should be thankful for my visuals.”

“heeseung hyung is the face of the group but sure, we thank you for your visuals.” sunoo says.

“only sunoo has my back. you guys are fake as fuck.” sunghoon huffs.

>> next day >>

as per usual, the boys had their schedule. their plan had already initiated. today, jay was their videographer.

“heeseung, it’s time for your makeup.” heeseung was about to go but sunoo decided to put on an act knowing jay was already recording.

“jieun noona, could you help sew my clothes? it seems like there is a tear in the clothes.” sunoo says. jieun rolls her eyes.

“there are other stylists around, can’t you ask them? I have to prioritise heeseung first.”

“the other stylists are busy with the other members-”

“I don’t care, go find another stylist.” she pushes sunoo away. sunoo rolls his eyes once he turns his head away, jay was there to film everything. jay knew ENGENEs could trust sunoo’s judgement. he was always right when it came to feeling a person’s character.

another opportunity rises after the performance, this time jake records.

“heeseung, come here. you must be smelling horrible.”

“uh, yeah. I just finished a performing.” heeseung says, he could feel the awkwardness and he hated it.

she sniffs heeseung and sighs, “I knew it. come on, let’s get you cologne or something. you smell like sweat.” jake gasps behind the camera. jungwon watching in horror.

“nah, she’s foul for that.” sunghoon says.

“heeseung hyung must feel so bad now.” ni-ki pouts.

“you smell too ni-ki.” jake says. ni-ki shoves jake.

that’s all before jake shoves ni-ki and they start play fighting. like puppies.

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hollowed-theory-hall · 26 days

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if voldemort had read harry's mind in the forest and realized he was a horcrux do you think he would've still been willing to try to kill him?

Short answer: No, I don't think he'll want Harry dead at that point. But it won't be fun for either of them.

Long answer:

If he reads Harry's mind and realizes he's his Horcrux and Dumbledore plans for him to kill his Horcrux, no way is he killing Harry.

Firstly, he knows all his Horcruxes except Nagini are destroyed by that point, so his immortality is at risk. And he wouldn't want to risk it by killing Hary without ensuring he has other Horcruxes or contingencies in place.

Secondly, with how much Voldemort hates Dumbledore on principle, he wouldn't want to play into his hands. Not to mention, bringing his downfall all the closer.

I think, if he had read Harry's mind in the forest right before he killed him, Voldemort would've had a minor mental breakdown.

Because, like, he spent the last 7 years trying to kill this kid, and he was apparently playing right into Dumbledore’s plan to end himself. Voldemort would hate himself for falling for it, for not realizing it sooner, for making mistakes repeatedly, and for allowing killing Harry (which is the opposite of what he should have been doing) to distract him from everything else. Voldemort would be enraged. More at Dumbledore and himself, but also at Harry.

By that moment in the forest, Voldemort not only believes in the prophecy, but he also fears Harry Potter.

In the book, he's described as: "tilting his head like a curious child". Voldemort, when raising the Elder Wand to kill Harry, doesn't actually believe it'll work. He waits in silence for a moment before casting the curse, so sure something is going to go wrong. Like it always has.

Because this child of prophecy killed almost all his Horcruxes, escaped him more times than anyone else and survived the killing curse once already. Voldemort fears Harry is the one failing that is always going to haunt him because he can't kill it and he can't control it. Because, of course, Harry can resist the imperious and kick Voldemort out when he's possessing him.

And then, he looks in Harry's mind and sees he's his Horcrux. He's going to demand answers from Harry. He's probably going to torture someone (either Harry or a Death Eater, doesn't matter). Because he needs to understand how this could happen. He needs to be able to blame someone other than himself. He wouldn't let himself make another error in judgment, he'll want to know everything that led to this.

It means he's also going to take the prophecy out of Harry's mind with Legilemancy. and if he does know the prophecy, it'll just confuse him further. He might try to kill Harry after knowing the prophecy, but I wouldn't bet on it. He's too paranoid to kill a Horcrux Dumbledore planned for him to kill. He'll be convinced once he kills Harry everything will go even worse, even if the prophecy outright says he should kill him.

And, well, Harry isn't going to be very forthcoming with Voldemort's demands for information. I know the question was about Voldemort, but Harry would be devastated. He built up the courage to walk to his death. He knows he needs the Horcrux gone, and now Voldemort wouldn't kill him.

And Harry doesn't actually know the full scale of Dumbledore's manipulation and all he had planned. He knows some of it, but not enough to satisfy Voldemort. Not to mention Voldemort could also get the information about the alliance of the Elder Wand from Harry's mind...

Like I said, because of the prophecy and the Elder Wand, Voldemort might still kill Harry, but I think it's not likely. At least, not immediately. I think after having the rug pulled under him like that, he wouldn't want to act recklessly before he could predict exactly what would happen if he killed Harry. (Besides, even if he killed Harry, he wouldn't become the master of the Elder Wand, for a multitude of reasons this is not the post for, but I have some opinions about that wand and how it picks its master).

Now, at this point, we get into fiction territory of where it'll go from here, but you have a Harry who feels it's his responsibility to die for everyone else (who may or may not come back anyway, but that's also a different post). And you have a Voldemort who still hates Harry (his failure that now will most definitely haunt him forever), but now feels he has to keep Harry alive until he feels a semblance of control again. His obsession with Harry is probably going to remain, just, channeled differently. Mostly into trying to control Harry, because that's the only assurance Voldemort could have about his Horcrux. Harry, though, is not going to roll with this.

regardless of how exactly it goes down, if that's when the discovery happens, I think it's going to be a miserable time for both of them, though if that discovery happens at that point in the story.

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number1villainstan · 1 year

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Overhaul for the character ask!

How I feel about this character:

Blorbo of all time. He is sooooo me. On a more serious note, there was so much possible characterization that BnHA dropped into him--so much juicy potential--and it was all wasted. Pair that up with him being an antagonist who did horrible things and it was like a perfect storm to get me way too invested in him lmao. Also, I recently had a pretty unwelcome revelation about myself about how I usually find the major antagonists/villains of a show that unwittingly self-sabotage through social incompetence/bluntness/lack of empathy relatable which does not bode well for my social life hahaha but that's oversharing so I'm just gonna--

All the people I ship "romantically" with this character:

Disclaimer: I actually usually headcanon him as aro, so often the "romantic" shipping I have for him isn't actually romantic but sexual and/or queerplatonic, because I'm taking this as a question for 'who do I ship him with in a way that isn't just conventional friendship or in a familial/family-esque relationship'.

Kurono Hari: My main partner for the guy, and any OT3s I form for Kai are pretty much always going to have Hari as the second member, with the third varying. I have seen and do enjoy outright romantic Chronohaul, but when I write it I'll usually make an effort to make it either explicitly queerplatonic or Definitely A Relationship but not really a romantic relationship, ykno? Usually I like to think that they've been together for a while even before the show starts, in a solid years-long committed relationship that probably started (if not in its current form) when they were teenagers. I really like the idea of two similar people having found each other and finding strength and understanding in each other even as they're so different from everyone else around them, even if they end up reinforcing each other's destructive tendencies. Also, it's T4T. That part's very important.

Dabi: Funny story, I ended up watching BnHA because some of my online friends were huge DabiHaul shippers, so that was the ship I was primed for. And then I got attached to Chisaki and every other named character in the Hassaikai and ended up primarily shipping Chronohaul, and Dabi ended up usually being their third and shipped with both. I imagine that this ship (Chronodabihaul) is purely a sexual one, a fuckbuddy type thing for stress relief. It may or may not develop some stronger commitments/feelings later on, if and when the League and the Hassaikai stop virulently hating each other (and if/when Dabi stops being so obsessed with revenge), but that's not really a given.

Aizawa Shouta: This is definitely not a ship that's on the forefront of my mind, but it still has a soft spot in my void of a heart. Just like Dabi, I can very much see him in an OT3 with Chronohaul, although I feel like Aizawa would be in a much more long-term relationship with them. I can also see he and just Kai having an emotional short-term fling, but that would either cool down into just-friends or Hari would end up with them after a while, making it the OT3. Also, I have an angsty soulmate AU oneshot WIP that focuses on Overzawa, so.

Nemoto Shin: I don't actually really ship this character with Chisaki (I hc Chisaki as romance repulsed aroallo and Nemoto as sex-repulsed alloace), but I have an priest/demon AU in my WIPs that's got some heavy Nemotohaul implications, so I think I'd be remiss not to mention him here.

My non-romantic OTP for this character:

I have several, actually:

Lady Nagant, aka Tsutsumi Kaina, of course. I know a lot of people on Tumblr like to ship Sniperhaul, but it just doesn't interest me. Seems kind of shallow, honestly (apologies to any Sniperhaul shippers reading this). I see them better as bickering sibling types after Chisaki heals at least a little bit from solitary confinement. And also as mlm/wlw solidarity.

I really like the idea of Chisaki taking Yaoyorozu Momo under his wing, teaching her chemical formulas for poisons and tips and tricks for combating performance anxiety. (I also really like the idea that they're genetically related...and don't find out until well after they've established their mentor/mentee relationship lmao.)

Nemoto Shin again, since I usually like him and Chisaki as close friends. Chisaki goes to him for questions like "what the fuck am I feeling and how do I make it stop" or "how the hell do emotions work".

Also, weirdly enough, when I'm imagining the sort of AU where he gets thrown in some labyrinth and has to figure out how to survive/get out with a bunch of other characters it's unlikely he'd interact with otherwise, I think Midnight might actually like him. She'd think he's cute. He wouldn't like Midnight back though.

My unpopular opinion about this character:

Do you mean unpopular for the wider fandom, or just among people that like this specific character? Because if it's the first, then all of my opinions for this character are unpopular, but if it's the second, then I'm not sure I have unpopular opinions/headcanons on him so much as opinions/headcanons that aren't widely held and/or thought about. I'm gonna list some that might be considered 'unpopular' among Chisaki/Hassaikai fans, although I'm not actually sure they are:

Pops wasn't a good parent. I imagine him something like the (fanon) Fenton parents from Danny Phantom; affectionate and kind, but only when he a) remembers to pay attention and b) Kai isn't in trouble. Unfortunately, these times are few and far between. Kai ends up as the 'weird kid' a lot during his childhood/teenage years and becomes the automatic scapegoat, and Pops doesn't even question any accusations brought against his kid, which doesn't help the fact that Kai has been conditioned not to speak up for his own innocence by teachers and other authority figures punishing him for 'talking back.' So it ends up with most of Kai's memories being of Pops punishing him for things he never did, being part of The System that hurt him so bad, and with Pops having this concept of Kai as a Bad Kid(TM) that's mostly unearned, and it escalates to the point where Chisaki feels safer with Pops in a coma than with Pops talking and walking around even as he craves Pops' affection.

Objectively speaking, at least from a utilitarian/obligation perspective, Chisaki is morally better than Enji. I'm so sorry for this proxissima, but Kai only hurt one kid that wasn't his actual kid--it was a child that someone else gave to him with vague instructions to 'figure out her Quirk' and he didn't feel like he could refuse, whereas Enji had four children for the purpose of surpassing All Might and traumatized them all with his lack of care for their wellbeing, albeit in different ways. Obviously, Kai had an obligation to not be shitty to a kid, but Enji had extra obligations because those were his actual kids that he had on purpose. Also, Kai grew up in the probably highly toxic and violent yakuza, whereas Enji went into law enforcement and therefore should have more regard for the fact that, at least, child abuse is fucking illegal.

Chisaki legitimately cares about the Expendables/Bullets/Precepts of Death, and considers himself an Expendable. I'm not sure entirely how to explain this one, but I greatly prefer the idea that Chisaki took in many of the Expendables (minus Rappa, who followed him home) because he understood the kind of shit they were going through over what was implied in canon (that he manipulated them into being super loyal to him so that he could throw them away).

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon:

MORE CHARACTERIZATION! ANY CHARACTERIZATION! Especially characterization that showed actual positive traits! Yes, the remorse he showed for putting Pops in a coma after the prison break was arguably a step in the right direction, but it was also tied up in some really weird ableist/sanist connotations about how "this was his punishment" or something, and Deku (obligatory fucking Deku) still demanded that he feel more remorse about what he did to Eri even though he wasn't mentally all there, and also demanding that people feel certain emotions in general is entitled and shitty. Even though the narration of BnHA clearly makes out Deku to be the ultimate moral authority in the story.

Like--it's just so fucking obvious that Chisaki was made just to be a generic evil villain for Deku to beat up without the audience questioning why he's so blatantly betraying his professed ideal of "save everyone" and for Shigaraki to play off against to make him look better. And it wasn't even done well. This man is clearly mentally ill from like the first time we see him, and solitary confinement only exacerbated it. One thing I would have loved to see in canon, instead of All Of That, was if Deku guessed that Eri was being abused and ended up blatantly wrong, taking away a child from a loving home after she's already had trauma from accidentally Rewinding her father out of existence and her mother treating her as a monster and abandoning her. Hell, you could still have the Quirk-erasing bullets in play--just have Chisaki take and start cloning a red bone marrow sample from Eri so that he has enough blood without harming her more than a single surgery.

Yea, that was definitely way longer than you probably wanted, and it took longer than I wanted, but I have a Lot of thoughts on this guy. I'll answer the other two requests at a later date, because I need to study for and take at least one final today.

Send me a character and I'll break them down

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girlfictions · 11 months

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hari need to know your thoughts on the succession finale once you finish it 🙏

i’ve genuinely been in a state of shock since i finished the ep so i’m probably going to ramble terribly bc my brain will explode otherwise.... thoughts under the cut!!! and massive spoiler warning obviously 💪

OKAAYYY in no particular order:

greg getting whacked was beautiful i wish he'd been stomped into a pulp honestly sorry for not being able to separate the art from the artist but nicholas braun is a weasel and i hope he gets hit by a car

that being said tom and greg's interactions this ep were top tier i'm not a tomgreg enthusiast like That but i think every scene of theirs was hilarious as it was twisted

tom this whole episode... phenomenal. matthew is just a cut above in terms of acting he embodied tom's hunger and desperation and patheticisms so perfectly i really felt more and more unsettled by him every appearance

i do wish we had more stewy screentime but i also wish that for every single episode arian moayed is so freaking talented and charismatic and amazing and he ate up every second he was on screen

speaking of stewy. "you kiss guys on molly" <- BITCH.....? i actually don't know if i've mentioned this on tumblr but i'm a kenstewinator for life and frankly this was confirmation that they explored each other's bodies at college idgaf what anyone has to say about it

ohhhh my god the fucking "meal fit for a king" scene. i can't even find the words for it. seeing them all so happy and having so much fun with each other in that moment was just so heartbreaking bc i KNEW it wasn't going to last 😭 like my mum and i literally checked how much time was left in the episode after that scene and looked at each other like Wellll something terrible is going to happen isn't it.

kendall My beautiful baby boy kendall IM SORRY I WASNT YOUR MOTHERRRRRRRR . i could honestly write an essay about kendall in this episode alone i have never seen such a tragic crumbling of the self maybe ever. him sitting at logan's desk thinking he's finally won... his reaction to shiv betraying their deal... him attacking roman like i was seriously breathless my god that entire sequence was fucking crazy

and to be quite honest if i was kendall in that situation well i would have killed myself in that damn board room and changed the trajectory of all those old hags lives forever . like "i'm a cog built for one machine" And now he has nothing no father no siblings no wife no kids no company my fucking goddddddd 🤦‍♀️

i started chanting "please please please dont kill yourself" out loud in the final scene and i'm dead serious the kendall water motif HAUNTS ME and i was so freaking scared . but that final frame is honestly equally awful like kendall alone with colin in the background him basically becoming logan with none of the power this is seriously the worst possible ending for him.....

shiv doomed to repeat the pattern of being under a man's thumb is genuinely so deeply demented jesse armstrong sleep with one eye open. and i hate it so much because it makes so much SENSE like yeah she's lady macbeth she's caroline she's the wife she's the mother and she will never be anything else okay OKAYY.

like that scene w her and tom in the car where he waits for her to hold his hand was so fucking spine chilling also the ambiguity of us not knowing whether tom knows that shiv was the deciding vote in his favour is crazy <- i do think it makes sense that he would know but just shiv having that as a bargaining chip so they can sting each other over and over again like its all about the cycles i fear

roman being so resigned to it all by the end was sick like ok that comment about kendall's kids was evil but i still felt for him howeverr i do think out of the trio he will be objectively the most okay in the future... like he's free from it all in a way shiv obviously isn't and kendall literally can't be

honestly i'm struggling to articulate anything more i'm still so overwhelmed by how it came to a close.. never have i watched a show that left me so heartbroken and hollow but also absolutely satisfied narratively like succession is going down in the history books FR 😭

also they're def going to sweep the emmys and it will be so deserved i seriously think they need to invent a new rule to allow for a tie because i cannot imagine how they're going to decide between kieran and jeremy for best lead... <- i do lean a little towards jeremy bc i'm a biased kendall girl but kieran's performance esp in the first half of this season was just jawdropping so who knows

this got really long i'm so sorry but i feel like a crazed woman what a fucking show what a fucking ending i will never be the same after this SUCCESSION YOU WILL ALWAYS BE SO FAMOUS !!!!!!!!!!!!

#succession #succession spoilers

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kkusuka · 3 years

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3rd year hinata, beefy, 5’8 hot af volleyball, ace of karasuno and he’s just walking around like he normally is, he has no idea why so many girls blush when he talks to them be just assumes they all are overheating. He doesn’t understand why you gasp or get all flustered when he brushes up against you or when puts his hand on your waist when he needs to get by or when he lays his hand on your thigh causally cause he noticed your friend doing it so he thought it was okay and normal for him to copy. He also doesn’t understand why he wants to kiss you so bad when he has you pinned against the bus wall cause it’s crowded on the way home ((like he accidentally pins you to the wall cause the bus gets crowded)) ✨Puppy🤩

hinata can be my fluffy almost boyfriend for as long as he wants.

cw: none

synopsis: a series of small events make you realize how wonderful hinata is.

—

if you asked hinata if he thought he was attractive, he would stare at you. known from the sheer amount of times you’ve tried to ask him that, many, many times. (apparently he’s also extremely dense)

though his looks have evolved, his intelligence hasn’t improved all that significantly. test grades still bordering the 40’s, can remember vocabulary only if his life depended on it, and

“y/n! help, help! they’re trying to kill me!” pissing of kageyama and tsukishima to no end.

before you could even see him coming. you could feel is hands resting on your hips, pulling your body to his in a sad attempt to hide from the two, much taller, boys. of course after the two boys failed to arrive within five minutes, his arms wrapping around your waist, head falling onto your shoulder.

“that was close, sho, what’d you do this time?” your face was almost and inch away from his, you didn’t know when but he must have turned his head to your neck. “i told sucky-shima that kageyama was interested in his dinosaurs, he didn’t like it very much though.” accompanied with his explanation, the ginger shooting you one of his sunny smiles.

his valence shifted, using you as support to start swaying like the two of you were dancing. you could feels his thumbs twirling around the hem of your uniform skirt. before you could think on his movement all that much, the bell rang, signaling the beginning of class.

••

“hinata-kun! come sit with us please?”

lunch was...per the usual. apparently going to nationals three years in a row, garners more than attention from the female population.

but dense-less doesn’t even cover what hinata is, if he were the sliver smarter he would know why they got so excited when he smiled at them and how blushy they got when he rolled his sleeves up and leaned on their table.

but without fail everyday the readhead plops down next to you, inquiring what his favorite manager has for lunch. though today you decided to sit at one of the tables outside the volleyball gym to watch kageyama berate hinata for about 20 minutes before hunger overruled their passion.

bouncing over to you, hinata dropped his body onto the bench, shoving his face into the fabric covering your stomach throwing his tired arms around your waist. you didn’t really care until his hands moved under the cloth of your shirt and moved to the skin of your back.

“what- what are you doing!”

“huh? what- oh! i saw hari and matsuko doing it! and you look so comfy!” he smiled up from your lap.

‘because they’re dating’ goes unsaid.

••

you were in a predicament.

this math assignment had to be uploaded to your teacher my midnight and it was now 11:15. that in itself was not the problem, the problem was your hot best friend was napping in your lap. he’d actually been asleep since 10:40 and you’d spent more than an embarrassing amount of time looking at him.

did you realize how long his hair had gotten? or how but his hand, that so happened to be resting on your thigh, was compared to yours. and how pink and plush his lips looked— or how generally angelic he was as he slept.

that it self was a problem, he was your best friend, but the real issue was how you were going to somehow lean over his sleeping form to get your assignment done. well you didn’t really have a choice, you aren’t going to wake him up know big how early he was up for practice and you can’t just not hand it in, hopefully he won’t suffocate.

hinata awoke to a soft pressure on his face. opening his eyes he didn’t see anything other then your shirt and a small sliver of dim light spilling through the cracks of your body. he could feel that you were asleep, not really knowing how long or the time, ignoring his moral compass, he nuzzled himself back into the comfort of your lap.

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the metro has always been a huge pain in your ass. specifically on friday’s after hinata s practice, that he so gentlemanly walks you home from. but today you decided a detour would be in place, to an out of town ramen shop that he begged you to try with him.

but 6pm on a friday is rush hour, which means all the people getting off work are on the same train you and your favorite ginger were squeezed on.

you were lock in a heavy conversation about kageyamas idea for a new quick when a rush of people crowded your train car, forcing hinata off his balance pushing him strait into your body. your eyes shut in preparation for impact while an arm aligned around your waist and you were met with a chest.

cracking your eyes open you saw brown irises staring back into yours. you could feel his breath on your lips as his hands tightened around you waist.

“you-“

“i’m-“

the two of you burst into a synchronized laughed drawing attention from a few people surrounding you.

“you have very pretty eyes y/n”

“as do you sir hinata! onward to the ramen!”

tags: @bakugos-cumsock

#hinata #hinata shoyo x reader #hinata shoyo #hinata x reader #hinata fluff #hinata angst #hinata shoyo x reader angst #hinata shoyo x reader fluff #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu angst #haikyuu x reader #hinata is a fluffy baby #and i love him so much

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shig-a-shig-ah · 3 years

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GOOD CLEAN FUN

» pairing: chisaki kai x fem!reader

» cw: noncon, somnophilia, oral sex, medical kink, needles (brief mention) 18+, minors DNI.

» a/n: Quirkless AU! This was written for the BNHA Degeneracy 9 to 5 Server collab.

» wc: 5k

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Dentistry is a disgusting profession. It makes Chisaki's skin crawl, the poor care people take of themselves, and he frequently regrets being pushed into this family business of staring down filthy gullets all day, though he takes sadistic pleasure in refusing to be gentle with the worst of his patients. Why should he be, when they obviously have such disregard for their own health and hygiene? No, in those cases he takes great satisfaction in ripping the rot out by the root with nothing but pliers and his own brute strength.

Some days, though...some days there are patients like you, who make it all worth while. Patients who are clean.

You make yourself such an easy mark too, though Kai had expected as much after Kurono so slyly told him that he'd probably want to take care of the new patient in room two personally. Hari wasn't wrong; you're trembling when Kai enters the exam room, staring wide-eyed at the tray of neatly-arranged stainless steel instruments next to the chair in which you're reclining, fingertips gripping at the armrests. You're chewing at your lip too, as though your nerves weren't already apparent enough, those perfectly white, straight teeth digging into your plump lower lip in a way that's practically obscene. Even without a closer look Chisaki can tell what good care you take of that cute little mouth, and it's enough to send his cock twitching.

He takes a seat on the stool next to you as he introduces himself, careful to keep the excitement from his voice and to squint his eyes just right so that you'll know he's smiling even behind the surgical mask he wears, the one that both protects him from those much filthier than you and keeps you from seeing just how cold that grin really is. Your own smile is much more obviously forced, but he likes that you try - it's endearing that you're working hard to be brave even when you look close to tears with anxiety. Of course, he also likes that you're scared, likes that extra little bit of power over you, and that it will make all the easier for him to take advantage, because he's already decided he has to have you.

It's impossible for you to remember how or why this dentophobia started. You can only remember being dragged kicking and screaming to the dentist as a young child, your mother scolding you for refusing to behave. As you got older you managed a little more self-control, but while you can force yourself into the chair, you can do nothing to stop the way you shake and your heart races. It's only made worse by the obvious annoyance you face when practitioners have to deal with you; you know they think you're stupid or immature for this reaction you can't control.

The man before you, however, is smiling sympathetically, gold-flecked eyes crinkling with concern in a way you appreciate. He's handsome even with half his face covered, all bright eyes and perfect dark hair, and your cheeks heat up when he asks if you're nervous. You force out a meek nod, and he chuckles softly.

"No need to be self-conscious. It's a common fear," he says. "But we do offer sedation, if that's something you're interested in. It can help with the nerves."

Your brow furrows slightly. It's not an option you've been offered before, hadn't even realized it was a possibility. "Sedation? Like, put me under?"

"No," he says, chuckling softly again as he turns to the monitor by the chair and starts scrolling through what you assume is your file. "Nothing as severe as that, at least not for a routine cleaning. Just a little nitrous oxide to help take the edge off."

That you have heard of, but always thought it was only used for more intense procedures. "That's laughing gas, right?"

"That's the colloquial name for it, yes. It'll numb you some and help you relax. Although it might make you a little giggly, as the name implies. Some of my patients even enjoy it." Your face heats up again when his intense gaze lingers on you, not just with embarrassment this time, and a small titter escapes you.

Chisaki can't believe his luck with you, if he's being honest. You're exactly his type, and as he expected your dental records are flawless - never so much as a cavity. He's confident too that you'll accept what he's offering with as anxious as you are, and your reaction to his presence. He's not surprised by that; Kai knows the effect he has on people when he tries. Probably he doesn't even need to go through the great lengths he does to get people like you into a compromising position, but he enjoys the process. It's easier this way, with access to medical records so he knows what he's touching, and an army of sedatives to ensure he's perfectly in control of these encounters.

You only deliberate for a moment before nodding and giving him the answer he knew you would. "Okay, I guess I can try it."

The smile he gives you this time is actually genuine as excitement blooms in his gut. "I think you'll find it really helps," he says, daring to rest one hand on your forearm briefly. Even through the thin latex of his gloves, he can feel that your skin is soft, and he feels another pang of anticipation. Then he stands up. "I have to supervise the sedation, so I'll take care of your cleaning and exam personally. I'll be right back and then we can get started."

Your chest is still tight with anxiety as he situates you, arranging a strange mask over your nostrils and instructing you to breath deeply through your nose, but once you catch the scent of that slightly sweet gas being pumped into your lungs, the effects are almost immediate. The tension in your chest abates, your whole body going light and tingly, and suddenly you can't remember what you were ever so afraid of. When Chisaki tells you to open wide, you don't even hesitate, doing so immediately and sticking your tongue out slightly, making an exaggerated 'ahhhhh' sound and then giggling a little, though you couldn't say why.

"I can see it's working already," Chisaki says. He's unable to keep the breathiness out of his tone this time, but he trusts you're too distracted to notice. The way you'd opened so obediently, and the sight of your little pink tongue poking out lewdly has his cock hardening already, and he's only barely begun. He can't stop himself from reaching out, pushing that wet muscle back into your mouth with one finger, letting it linger on your tongue a moment longer than necessary to feel the heat of it before pulling away, but you only giggle at the slightly inappropriate act.

Despite his straining erection begging for relief, Chisaki still has a job to do, and he works with well-practiced efficiency as he goes through the process of cleaning your teeth. The anticipation is as much a part of this as anything else, and he'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy the buildup. He's not a masochist by any means, but these little self-denials are gratifying, only serve to make the end result that much sweeter. Still, he can't help but find himself occasionally distracted by the way you laugh every time he gives you an instruction to open wider, or tilt your head, noticing the way your chest bounces slightly beneath your tight top, and how you lie with your legs slightly spread, so inviting.

Normally he waits until he can render patients like you truly helpless before he touches them, recommending elaborate procedures that they don't realize are entirely unnecessary, but then again most patients don't request or accept sedation for such routine procedures as this. He reaches over to the tank of nitrous oxide, increasing the dose slightly and watching as you slump a little more in the chair, and then he reaches out to trail one gloved hand up your thigh and over your clothed center.

You've barely felt anything this whole time, aware of him working at your teeth but not really registering it, too overwhelmed by the way your whole body feels pleasantly tingly and numb, and it's only after he's ceased fussing over your mouth that you start to notice another sensation, a building tension between your thighs that makes you squirm, a small whine escaping you. Your eyes, closed to defend against the bright overhead light, flutter open, but you can't see him hovering over you anymore.

"We're almost finished," Chisaki says calmly when you whimper again as that slight pressure continues to build. "I just need to enter some notes in your file, and then finish the actual exam."

From out of your line of sight he can see the way you're frowning, your cheeks puffing up slightly with discomfort and arousal, obviously confused. He presses his fingers more firmly against your clothed cunt, palming himself through his pants with his other hand. It's bolder than he'd usually be, but for once he's struggling with restraint, just can't bring himself to wait until he's found some excuse to render you more wholly unconscious in his chair.

"I just...I feel a little funny," you whimper, and then giggle again.

"That's normal," he says, continuing to massage your sex, noticing the way your hips twitch when he strokes over just the right spot. "Some people feel numbness, or a little pressure. As long as nothing hurts, there's nothing to worry about."

You nod, letting your eyes fall closed again. You can't quite help your thighs from twitching; it's a strange feeling, the knot tightening deep in your stomach even as you feel so numb and tingly, and when it intensifies further you feel a stab of shame as you realize exactly what's happening, that you're going to cum even as you try to hold yourself back.

Kai knows it's risky, that all you'd have to do is turn your head and open your eyes to see his straining arousal, but he can't stop himself from working his pants open as quietly as possible and stroking himself properly as he watches the struggle on your face, the way you bite at your lip and obviously try to ignore the sensation, apparently ready to believe this is some spontaneous reaction to your drugged-up state and not his fingers working over you.

Despite the fact that you try to resist the sensation, the tingling in your body intensifies around your clit until your legs are shaking, the walls of your cunt fluttering around nothing and a mortifying whine escaping you. Through your giddiness, however, the humiliation is short-lived, nearly forgotten the moment you find yourself giggling at your own orgasm.

The sight of you quivering as you cum, entirely unaware of his hands on you, only further erodes Kai's patience. "I just need to take one last quick look," he says, and then without waiting for your response he's releasing his cock momentarily, using gloved fingers from both hands to pry your mouth wide again. You squirm slightly when he forces those fingers deep in your mouth, but he removes one hand just as quickly, returning those spit-soaked fingers to his throbbing shaft and fisting himself more urgently. If you can hear the faint wet sounds the action brings, he trusts that you won't question them.

Fuck, and he's close already, the sight of your pink tongue lolling against his fingers only sending the coil in his gut tightening further, and he shoves his fingers a little deeper towards the back of your throat, feeling the muscles there spasm as you gag at the invasion.

"I'm sorry if this is a bit unpleasant," he says shortly, too caught up in the way you look with his fingers probing your mouth to maintain that congenial tone. Even through the gloves he can feel the heat and wetness of your mouth, and it sends shivers down his spine. "This should only take a minute. You have a small mouth - it's difficult to see with your tongue in the way."

He presses his fingers further, not sure why he's explaining himself when you're so obviously unbothered. You're only nodding, spit running down the side of your chin as you salivate around his fingers. On most anyone else he would find the sight nauseating, but seeing your innocent face so debased only spurs him closer to his release. He squeezes his length more tightly, letting the spit-slicked palm of his gloved hand rub over his tip with every stroke, the fingers of his other hand continuing to invade his throat while you simply lay there and take it, and when you finally let out a moan of real distress at the feel of his fingers in the back of your throat, it's enough to send him over the edge, his cock spasming and hot spurts of cum shooting into his gloved hand.

The moment his cock stops twitching he withdraws his fingers from your mouth, stripping off his fouled gloves and tucking himself back into his pant before you can so much as open your eyes. When he turns back to you again, you're staring at the ceiling, grinning slightly with shiny, wet lips.

It takes a few minutes for your head to clear once he removes the mask from your face, and by then you only have the vaguest sense that anything about the experience was strange, and even then it was still vastly more pleasant than any of your prior dental experiences, albeit embarrassing in a slightly different way than usual.

Chisaki waits for you to seem cognizant before drawing your attention to the monitor by the chair. His boldness in touching you did little to truly satisfy him, only made him more eager to fuck you properly, to feel the heat of your tongue against his cock instead of his fingers, and to bury himself in that cunt that responded so sweetly to his touch.

"Your teeth are mostly in good shape," Chisaki says. "But I'm afraid you do have one small cavity. Here, see?" He points at one of your x-rays on the screen, a perfectly healthy tooth but he's confident you won't notice that, that you don't know what to look for, and sure enough you're only nodding, eyes wide. It's adorable, that fearful look on your face. He almost wishes there were a way for you to keep that expression when he has his way with you. "It's only a small one. But I'd recommend a stronger sedative for it, if your nerves are that much of a problem."

"Stronger?"

"It requires an IV," he explains, "and you wouldn't be able to drive yourself home afterwards. You'll still be conscious, technically, but you won't be aware of much."

The idea of having your tooth drilled into already has you quaking, the last traces of your buzz gone, and you agree at once. "Okay. I guess I can ask my roommate to drive me." She probably won't mind; you two do each other favors fairly regularly.

Kai's glad to hear you don't mention a boyfriend. It wouldn't matter in the end, if you had one or not, but the idea of some other man's hands on you still sends a jealous, possessive stab through him. He prefers to believe that he's the only who's touched you, that there aren't others out there tainting you with their filth.

"Great," he says, giving you another one of those reassuring smiles. "Let's get you scheduled."

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It's a matter of days before you're back again, Kurono having conveniently found a 'cancellation' in the schedule to slot you in. He knows all about Kai's proclivities of course; they've worked together for years, well before Chisaki took over Overhaul Dentistry from his adopted father, and they've known each other even longer. Hari's stayed to watch Kai's little indiscretions once or twice, though he's more prone to lurking outside the door to listen shamelessly, knowing full well that Chisaki has no interest in sharing and would never permit him to touch what he considers his.

Chisaki is practically shaking with impatience by the time you arrive, has to take a few deep breaths to steady his trembling hands before placing the IV and pumping you full of Propofol. He's not sure he's ever been this excited about a patient, but this time around the eagerness has been killing him. He's always considered his libido healthy but not excessive, but he's stroked himself off more times in the last few days that he usually would over the course of a month, waiting for this.

You blink slowly, counting backwards until your words trail off and your eyes fall closed, and then Kai stands up, taking in the sight of you limp before him. You wore a dress today, a summery little thing that buttons from top to bottom, almost as though you'd known what you were coming here for.

He's already hard, his erection straining against the constricting fabric of his pants, but he ignores it for now and focuses on undoing those buttons, savoring each additional glimpse of skin. Your underwear is simple, white cotton panties with a hint of lace around the edges, and a matching bra. He likes them, simple and clean, just like you.

One gloved hand lifts to cup your breasts, kneading that soft flesh and then finding the bud of one nipple and rolling it between his fingers, sending it hardening. He watches your face as he does so - you're not entirely unconscious, but you won't react much, and you certainly won't remember this. Your brow is furrowing just slightly under the attention, and when he moves to toy with your other nipple he hears the faint sigh you let out, takes it as encouragement to shove that garment out of the way and reveal your pert breasts, licking his lips at the sight of the slightly darker skin of your nipples, and the way they've puckered under his attentions so invitingly. He bends and takes one in his mouth, laving his tongue over that stiff peak, biting down lightly.

A little whine escapes you this time, and the sound sends spike of heat through his cock. He knew you'd be responsive to him after the last time, but you're already exceeding his expectations. He tips his head slightly, staring at your mouth, those slightly parted lips.

He's never felt compelled to kiss anyone, all too aware of the filth present in even the cleanest of mouths, but as he stares at your lips he's surprised by the urge to do so. And he knows the risks are minimal, spent more than one of the last several evenings reading through your medical records, giving them a much more thorough evaluation than the release form you'd signed probably warranted. But he couldn't help himself, and now he knows that you take good care of the rest of yourself just like you do your mouth.

He leans forward curiously, encouraged when your lips press just a little back into his, even as your eyes stay closed. He lets his tongue snake out to trace over your mouth, probing between those lips, and you let another soft whine, though your tongue doesn't respond to his. That's okay; it's more enjoyable that he'd have expected and he deepens it anyway, relishing your taste, minty and sweet - obviously you'd prepared yourself for him. He grasps one of your hands and brings it to rub against his cock, panting as he ruts into your palm.

When he finally breaks the kiss, he's equally parts disgusted and aroused by the thin strand of saliva that connects your mouths, staring at it in fascination until it breaks.

That uncharacteristic impatience rears its head again, and Chisaki fumbles with his pants, letting his cock spring forth. He wraps your hand around it briefly, savoring the feel of your small, soft hand caressing his length, and then he moves on just as quickly. It only takes the flick of a switch to lower the chair down so that you're at waist level, and then he's tilting your head towards him, pressing the tip of his cock against those spit-slicked lips. You surprise him by poking that pink tongue out just a little, and for a minute he simple brushes the head of his glans back and forth against it, relishing the soft brush of your wet tongue, and the pleasant jolt it sends through him.

"You're a little tease, aren't you?" he whispers. Then, he pushes forward into the hot cavern of your mouth, swearing under his breath at the feel of you. You gag reflexively when he bumps against the back of your throat, but he only pulls back briefly and surges forward again, one gloved hand coming to rest in your hair gently, holding you in place as he fucks your mouth.

It's not tight without you actively sucking, but it's hot and wet, and the velvety texture of your tongue against him is more than enough. Despite trying to be gentle at first, he finds himself thrusting more roughly as his excitement grows at the sight of his length disappearing between your sweet lips, stroking your hair when you gag harder.

"Shh, now," he scolds to your unresponsive body. "Be good and take it."

It's almost as though you're listening - your head tilts back slightly to accept more of him, your throat contracting around him, and before he can help himself Kai's hips are bucking, his balls tightening and his cock contracting as his load spills down your throat. When he pulls away he can still see the last of his seed coating your tongue, and he spreads it around with his gloved fingers, entranced by the sight.

He adjusts his clothes a bit, not done with you just yet, and then circles around towards you feet. His gloved hands wander up along your thighs, squeezing at that soft flesh, and then tug you down towards him - mindful of the IV still buried in your arm - until your legs dangling off the edge of the chair. He spreads them a little, running one finger over your clothed slit. There's a damp spot at the center of your panties, and his eyes fix on it with great satisfaction.

"You really are eager, hmm?" he murmurs, letting the pad of his thumb hone in on your clit, the outline of that puffy bead visible through the damp cotton. You let out the faintest of whimpers, your hips tilting into his touch slightly, and Kai lets out a shuddering breath before bending forward and burying his face between your thighs, letting his lips move lightly over your covered cunt, catching your clit between his lips to tease your barely-conscious form, earning another soft whimper. His cock is swelling again already at those little sounds, and the scent of you.

Forcing himself to pull away, he works your panties down over your hips and off completely with eager fingers, his eyes fixing on your bare cunt. Your positive to response to his touches is all the more visible now, glistening strands of wetness coating your folds. He uses his thumbs to spread you open, circling your clit with two fingers as he stares at your entrance and letting out a throaty groan when he can see your hole clenching around nothing.

The sight of your perfect cunt so greedy for his cock is entrancing, and he repeats the motion. You're not the first person he's done this with and you certainly won't be the last, but oh, you just might be his favorite, so eager for him. He'd known you were special after that first encounter, but your response to him now is better than he could have imagined a few days ago.

He slides two fingers into you, scissoring them gently to ready you for his cock. He can hear the way your faint breathing has sped up, the skin across your chest darkening slightly as you grow flushed from his efforts, and when he removes his fingers they're coated in your slick. He stares at them curiously, tempted again by new desires, and then slides them into his mouth, savoring the taste of you, sweet and quite unlike anything else.

The throbbing in his cock is growing unbearable, and though there's a part of him that wants to draw this out, wants to savor it, there's even larger part that's desperate to feel that tight hole clenching around him. He shifts you again slightly, bringing your hips to rest at the end of the chair, the contours of the leg rest making your back arch nicely, those perfect tits even more on display, and he takes one in hand as he aligns himself near your entrance, pinching at your nipple hard enough to make you whine.

There are condoms in the pocket of his sterile white lab coat; he's normally vigilant with the protective measures, loathe to expose himself to any unnecessary risks, both hygienically and in terms of leaving evidence behind, but he's tempted to forgo that now. The notes from your last yearly doctor's visit stated you're not sexually active, and he thinks it must be true, that an innocent thing like you is too sweet to lie. Of course, because of that you're not on birth control either, but even that doesn't bother him like it should; it excites him even, the thought of his seed taking root and the surprise that would bring.

He runs his bare cock over your damp slit experimentally, groaning at the unadulterated sensation, and that's enough to convince him to abandon his usual precautions. Kai thrusts forward into your wet heat, letting out a strangled moan. Your cunt is so tight, so hot around his length, and god, it's so much better when he can feel it all, the intense wetness of your cunt creaming around him and every tiny ridge of your velvety walls. The way you whimper when he forces himself into you makes him wonder if perhaps he didn't prepare you quite enough - your walls are fluttering around his cock, obviously struggling to accommodate him, but it's not until he's nestled deep inside, the head of his cock kissing your cervix, that he pauses to let you adjust.

You squirm a little - small, feeble movements - and Kai relishes each slight shift of your body, watching your lips twitch. It's obvious you're trying to speak, but in your drugged up state all that spills forth is barely audible nonsense, tiny whines with a pleading undertone. He reaches forward to stroke your hair from your face. "You're so needy," he scolds, "but don't worry, I'll take care of you."

With that, he pulls out until just the head of his cock is still trapped in your cunt, and then drives himself forward roughly. Your limp body bounces back at the force of his thrust, your tits jiggling slightly with each of his movements, a sight he adores. He lets his fingers circle your clit again, can feel the way your cunt immediately clamps down around him in response, as though you're trying to draw him even deeper, and he gladly obliges you, slamming himself as deep as possible every time. You whimper more loudly than you have yet, and he can just make out your eyes trying vainly to flutter open, never quite succeeding.

"You take me so well," he pants, the feel of your slick walls gripping his cock so tightly has his balls tightening again, and he slows a little, trying to prolong the inevitable, not ready to be done with your sweet pussy just yet. He leans forward clumsily latch his mouth around one of those erect nipples, sucking and nibbling, noting the response brings, you throaty noises coming more quickly, the slight twitches of your hips growing more violent.

"So well," he murmurs again. No one's been this responsive before; he's lucky, honestly, if he can ever coax his patients to orgasm, but your cunt is flooded, obviously ready to cum for him, and it's enough that he loses the last of his restraint, rolling his hips furiously, railing against your cervix with every thrust in a way that's sure to leave you aching once you're fully aware again, but he can't bring himself to care. He wants to feel your release, feel you gripping his cock more tightly if such a thing is possible, and wants to fill you up with his seed.

"Are you going to be good and cum for me?" he asks breathily, and after another minute your body answers his question, your cunt clamping down, a quiet, high-pitched whine issuing from your throat as you hole constricts. Another few stuttering thrusts and his own cock is spasming, pleasant throbs radiating through his core as he drives into you one last time and cums, swearing at the almost unbearable tightness of your cunt around him.

For a moment he remains buried there, relishing the last throes of your orgasms and the way you're still occasionally pulsing around him. When he pulls out, he frowns at the distasteful mess his cum makes as it leaks out of your gaping hole, but it's accompanied by a shiver of satisfaction at the evidence of how he's claimed you for himself. Still, he moves on almost immediately to cleaning up, slipping on a fresh pair of nitrile gloves and tucking himself back into his pants before digging out a handful of papery dental bibs and using them to clean away the mess he's left between your thighs. Of course, there's nothing he can do about the evidence he's left deep inside, but even that he still finds titillating, the thought of his cum dripping out of you even after you've left, of your cute, confused face as you try to understand.

You barely stir as he goes about this process, only occasionally shifting slightly or mumbling a little, and by the time he's replaced your clothes you're lying still, the tiniest frown is on your lips. It's almost as though you know your time together is coming to an end, and you don't want to go. Chisaki glances from you to the needle in your arm, and the still half-full bag of Propofol suspended from the IV stand. Now that he thinks about it, he supposes there's no real reason to rush you out of there.

"Hari," he calls out, and he's unsurprised when the door to the exam room opens almost immediately, knows how Kurono likes to listen. The other man looks at him questioningly, gaze flicking between Kai and your sedated form reclining in the chair.

"Yes, Kai?" he asks, raising on pale eyebrow.

Chisaki smiles behind his mask. "Cancel the rest of my appointments for the day."

#chisaki x reader #chisaki kai x reader #chisaki x you #bnha fanfic #chisaki kai #cw: noncon #tw: noncon

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lancermylove · 3 years

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Sharing is Caring (HC)

Fandom: BSTS

Pairing: All x fem!Reader

Warning: None

Requested by: @weebslawyer

Prompt: Umm. I can request HC with bsts boys and Unei being in a relationship with a fem and they don't live together and they observe she start buying clothes in their sizes so they ask her about it and she's like ''Now you can stole my clothes as I do with yours and actually fit you''.

A/N: I really tried my best not to sound repetitive! ><

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Akira found you cute in oversized clothes, but he was confused why you suddenly choose to wear clothes there were clearly too big for you.

“Um, cutie, why are you wearing clothes that are not your size?” He asked but raised his hands in front of him, “Not that I’m complaining”

“Since I always borrow your clothes, I thought I would get clothes in your size, so you can borrow mine,” you giggled.

Akira suddenly found you to be a million times cuter. He wrapped his arms around you tightly and peppered your face with kisses. “You are too cute for your own good.”

Kokuyou watched you struggle with the sleeves of the top you were wearing. They were too long for you as was the shirt itself. “Why the hell would you wear something that doesn’t fit you?”

“So, you finally noticed,” you giggled, “you know how I always borrow your clothes?”

“Yeah, what about it?” He asked with his eyebrows furrowed.

“I started buying clothes in your size, so now you can wear my clothes.”

Kokuyou raised one eyebrow and stayed quiet, not knowing how to react to that. On one side, he found it cute, but at the same time, he liked seeing you in fitted clothes.

"I guess I don’t have to worry about bringing my clothes when I sleepover at your home,” he chuckled.

Sin quietly watched you fixing the t-shirt sliding off your shoulders over and over again. You felt his gaze on your and glanced at him.

“Are you wondering why I’m wearing sometimes that is too big for me?” You asked only to see him smile.

“From now on, I’m going to wear clothes that are your size. That way I can borrow your clothes and you can borrow mine!” You grinned widely, earning a chuckle from your boyfriend.

He walked up to you and planted a kiss on your forehead. “Cute.”

“Hey, is there a reason you’ve been wearing clothes that...um...are too big for you?” Taiga asked but stepped back and looked at you with wide eyes, “I hope it’s okay to ask you that.”

You laughed, “It’s okay, Taiga. I was hoping you would ask.”

“You did? Why?” The gamer asked baffled.

"These clothes are your size...you know if you ever want to borrow my clothes,” you blushed and fidgeted with the sleeve of your t-shirt.

“I-I can?” He asked in a voice louder than he meant to, “um...I t-think I w-will. Thanks.”

“Takami, why are you staring at me?”

He stepped back and scanned you head to toe, “Something doesn’t feel right.”

You frowned at his teasing tone, “You can never say anything straight, can you? Just say ‘your clothes look too big for you’.”

Very well, your clothes are too big for you,” he mimicked your words and tone.

��I’m wearing your clothes in your size, so you can borrow my clothes.”

“Then will you be okay with me borrowing your pink, lace tops?” He teased.

“Princess, you look adorable, but is there a reason why you are wearing such oversized clothes?” Kei said as he watched you struggling to keep your shirt close to your body.

“I got the clothes in your size so I can share my clothes with you...,” you responded with a smile.

Kei was stunned by your reply. “But you look uncomfortable, my love.”

“Kei, you always look out for me, no matter how inconvenient it may be for you. Let me do the same for you.”

He smiled softly and pecked your lips, “Thank you for thinking about me.”

“Is there a reason why you are wearing clothes that seem to be my size?” He chuckled.

“Huh? You can tell it’s your size?” You questioned in shock.

“I’ve seen you wearing enough of my clothes to judge by one look,” he responded and laughed at your reaction.

“Well, aren’t you smart,” you teased, “feel free to borrow my clothes when you need them. I got them in your size for a good reason.”

“Is that so?” he asked, watching the t-shirt slide off your shoulder. He leaned down and kissed your shoulder, earning a gasp from you. “Well, you made my life easier.”

“How?” You asked, blinking.

Sotetsu smirked devilishly, “I wonder...”

Ginsei blushed every time he saw you wearing clothes too large for you as he found it overly cute.

"Um...can I ask why you suddenly started to wear clothes that are...n-not your size?" He stuttered, not knowing whether it was appropriate to ask or not.

"I decided to wear clothes in your size, so if you borrow them, I will be happy."

Ginsei's cheeks turned red as he looked away, "T-Thanks, I will borrow them."

You noticed Gui staring at you intensely and asked, "Do you find my clothes odd?"

He nodded and tilted his head, "They’re different from the ones you usually wear."

You sat down next to him and giggled, "These clothes are in your size so feel free to borrow them"

Though Gui didn't understand why you would do that, it made him happy, “Okay...”

“Um...I have been meaning to ask you something,” Yoshino nervously muttered, “your clothes...um...t-they...”

“Don’t look like my usual style?” You finished his sentence and giggled.

“Y-Yeah,” he said, looking at you surprised.

“They’re your style and size, so don’t hesitate to borrow them, okay?”

“My...size and style...?” Yoshino shyly averted his eyes and nodded, “That...makes me happy.”

“You...what?” Rindou asked making sure he heard you correctly.

“I got clothes in your size so that you can borrow them when you need to,” you repeated, suppressing your urge to laugh at his shocked expression.

“I see, thank you for thinking about me," he smiled and touched your cheek, "but if you feel uncomfortable, then please return to wearing your usual clothes. I would rather not have you face any difficulties.”

Sinju blinked rapidly and tilted his head, “I can borrow your clothes? But they won’t fit me.”

“Sinju, you can’t walk around with the stain on your shirt, and these clothes are in your size!” You excitedly said, showing him your brightest smile.

“T-They are?”

“Yeah, I wear clothes in your size, so you can borrow them when you need to,” you nodded.

Sinju’s cheeks glowed red as he flashed a radiant smile, “You’re the best!”

"Maica, you have been staring at me all day long,” you pouted and folded your arms close to your chest, "can you at least tell me why?"

"Your clothes...," he whispered but choose not to finish his sentence.

“They’re your size and style. You know, in case if you need to borrow them,” you mumbled and bit the corner of your bottom lip, hoping he doesn't find it odd.

Maica smiled playfully, “Have I told you how cute you are?”

Menou sleepily watched you helping Unei, and when you passed the sofa, he grabbed your hand.

“Your clothes...why do they look like mine?”

“Oh, since I steal your clothes, I thought it would only be fair that you can steal mine...and actually fit in them,” you giggled, giving his hand a firm squeeze.

“Then do you have a pair of pajamas with you? I could really use something comfy to nap in."

“You...look cute,” Yakou mumbled under his breath, hoping you would hear his words.

“Oh, t-thanks. Aren’t you going to ask why I’m wearing clothes that are not my size?”

A look of confusion flashed in his eyes, but he asked, “Why are you?”

“They’re your size, so you can borrow and actually fit into them,” you playfully giggled.

Yakou’s eyes widened momentarily but a smile danced on his lips soon after. “That’s...really sweet of you.”

Mokuren didn’t notice the size change until a thread from your sleeve got caught in his ring.

While C’s leader helped you remove it, they took note of how long your sleeves were and scanned your sweater. “That seems a bit big on you.”

“I know! It’s your size after all.”

Mokuren was startled by your reply but waited for you to explain why you were wearing clothes in their size.

“Please borrow my clothes when you like...I got so you can take them from me...,” you mumbled shyly while playing with your sleeve.

“I see. Thank you,” Mokuren whispered and pecks your lips.

When Hari finished his floor shift, you noticed a stain on his shirt and smiled, “Would you like to borrow my shirt?”

“Your...shirt?” He asked puzzled.

“Yes, I now wear clothes in your size, so you can borrow them whenever you like,” you replied with a sweet smile.

Hari was stunned at your cute reply as a smile formed on his lips. “Thank you, I would like to borrow your shirt if you have a spare that is.”

“Princess, your outfits seem a bit...” He started but trailed off not wanting to possibly insult you.

“Off? Don’t fit well? Kinda big?” You finished his sentence for him and chuckled, “I know! I got these clothes in your size?”

“You...did? Why is that?” Zakuro asked with his eyebrows raised.

“So you can borrow my clothes when you need to...like when I borrow your clothes."

One corner of his lips tugged up as he teased, “Ara Ara, are you planning to live together with me someday?”

Kasumi appeared in front of you without warning, making you squeal and jump.

“S-Sorry, I did it again,” he laughed nervously. “Can I ask you something?”

“Is it about my clothes?” You asked, gently patting your chest in an attempt to calm down your racing heart.

“Were you waiting for me to ask?” He chuckled.

You nodded in response, “Yes, the clothes are in your size...in case, you ever feel like wearing my clothes.”

“I can?” He asked and smiled widely, “Then I will be sure to borrow them when I need to.”

Qu noticed immediately when you started to wear clothes that looked too long for you. He knew something was going on when you started to mimic some of his outfit styles.

“My dear, your fashion statement has changed so suddenly,” he stated casually.

Picking up on his hint, you smiled, “Since I always borrow your clothes, I wanted you to be able to borrow mine.”

Qu stared at you in admiration for a bit before saying, “I am lucky to have you in my life.”

Whenever you wore oversized clothes in front of Mizuki, he laughed but never told you it was due to your garments looking too baggy.

“Okay, Mizuki, why are you laughing?” You sighed and crossed your arms, “It’s because of my clothes, isn’t it?”

“They are too fcking big for ya, it’s funny,” he said trying to hold back his laughter.

“Guess it was a mistake to buy clothes in your size. And here I thought you would be happy to know I wear your size so we can share each other’s clothes.”

Mizuki looked at you in shock for a bit before flashing a toothy grin, “Then I wanna raid your closet.”

Kongou couldn’t resist the sight of you wearing clothes that were far too large for you.

“Kongou, you are not going to ask about my clothes?” You questioned him, wondering why he hadn't asked you yet.

“Yeah, I have been wondering...,” he started by grew silent.

“Why I wear clothes in your size?” You took the liberty of finishing the sentence, much to his confusion.

“They're my size?”

“Yes, I love borrowing your clothes, so I thought it’s only fair for you to be able to borrow mine,” you beamed.

Kongou leaned down and kissed your forehead. “Don’t make me fall for you even more.”

Ran didn’t hesitate to confront you the first time he saw you wearing clothes that looked baggy. “Why are you not wearing those clothes?”

“I like wearing clothes in your size, especially since you can borrow them,” you giggled.

“Really?” He asked with wide eyes, “I can fit in them? Cool!”

“You like the idea? Really?"

“Yes! Now we can be a real couple,” he grinned and pulled you in a tight hug.

“I can’t take this anymore,” Rico frowned and scanned you head to toe, “why are you wearing such ill-fitted clothes?”

“That’s because these clothes are in your size,” you laughed.

“Why...would you wear clothes in my size?” He asked, averting his eyes

“So that you can borrow my clothes since I always borrow yours.”

Rico chuckled, loving your idea, and ruffled your hair, “My little bird is so silly...”

“Do you like my clothing style?” Heath asked with a small smile.

“Oh, you noticed?” You smiled and nodded, “I got these clothes so you can borrow them.”

“Borrow...your clothes?”

“It’s fair, right? I can borrow your clothes, and you can borrow mine!” You beamed, clapping your hands together.

“I love you,” he whispered under his breath.

“What?” You asked not hearing his words properly.

“N-Nothing. Thank you,” Heath smiled softly.

“You..w-what?” Unei asked, not expecting to hear such words.

“From now on, I will be wearing clothes your size so that you can borrow them,” you repeated your words and giggled.

Unei stood quietly in shock, not knowing what to say.

“Unei? You...don’t like the idea?” You asked a bit disappointed.

“NO!” He shouted and covered his mouth, “I m-mean...no, I like the idea...it makes me feel special to know you’re thinking about me.”

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eject, 1/5

“Overhaul, the League is going to be here soon.” Hari reminds his boss even as he carries Eri into the work lab and sets her on the chairs. He’d disagree with the other man, but still obey him. He was one of the only two who could ask Kai to reconsider an action, if only indirectly.

There wasn’t time to really start a session today. Not if Kai wanted to get anything done with Eri, or if he didn’t want to be late to the meeting.

But if he wanted to make the villains wait, no one would blame him. Not after the disastrous first encounter with them.

After Kai had agreed to go with Twice, followed of course by Hari, Mimic, and the Nine Expendables in secret, they’d ended up in a damp, dusty warehouse that wasn’t suitable for a bunch of truant graffiti artists to stash pot at, let alone the nation’s top terrorist organization to hide in.

But his boss had always been someone who had been able to make something useful and powerful from anything, and Hari was sure this would be no different.

Even as he hid in his crow’s nest and watched through his scope as Shigaraki made a fool of himself and one of his members lunged forwards with a large metal stick.

The cost for touching Kai was high, and finally brought some satisfaction to Hari.

The League shrieked and howled at the sight of a member after being Overhauled, and the ignorant girl who’d asked about the Yakuza from the start was up in a flash, knives glinting and teeth bared as she cried out for her big sister.

Something about that was almost familiar, from someone who’d been raised to consider his fellow criminals his brothers.

Though, more familiarity came from the way his heart raced at the sign of a threat.

While the girl would be easy enough for Kai to stop with a touch, a launched knife thrown at point blank range would be harder to stop with his quirk.

So Hari acted instead, aiming and shooting and hitting the girl in the shoulder before he could go from one blink to the next.

The injector bullet went into her skin, and she flinched back, holding to her weapon as she tucked into a fish roll to get back from Kai and the shooter- and the thing that had just emerged from the side of her arm.

“NO, BIG-SIS MAGNE!” Twice screamed before asking in a different tone, “How the hell, did he clone Toga-chan, does he have a quirk like mine?”

The so called clone- actually a quirk phantom- stood and looked around with wide eyes.

It did look a lot like Toga- same clothes, same stature, same everything.

“Woah.” It said, looking at the kitchen knife and metal straw it held in either hand. “This is new.”

“What.” Shigaraki said, seemingly as torn as Twice was between the two main issues at hand, even if it was far below the surface of his scratchy voice and his hand-covered face.

The quirk phantom looked to him as he spoke, then followed his gaze back to the fallen comrade. “Oh! Oh, Magnetism…”

It moved and knelt by what was left of the woman’s body, then placed the straw in its mouth and began to suck, while its free hand moved the knife to her thigh and carved a shaky cut. Good placement, for all it needed to be deeper and faster to get more blood out without needing a straw.

Twice shrieked.

“What are you doing, Fake Crazy?” Tomura demanded. “Where did that even- what’s your quirk?” He looked at Kai, then upwards. “Or perhaps I should ask what the quirk of the guy who just shot her is.”

“Not our quirks.” Kai shook his head. “That’s hers. I’ve just removed it from her body. I wouldn’t recommend she drink any blood before they merge back together. Besides being disgusting in every way, she might not be able digest it like she normally does without that filthy quirk of hers in her body.”

The quirk paused in slurping blood to turn it’s head slightly, glaring at Kai.

Hari tensed, preparing to switch guns. The phantoms didn’t seem all there, but there was something solid in them, and it’d give Kai time at least if it attacked.

“Why are you- that’s big sis.” Toga stared at the phantom as if seeing for the first time how wrong it all was.

The phantom looked back at her, then sighed. “Hime-chan, this is the last of her. If we don’t take this now, we’ll never get to see her again. Do you have any vials?”

Toga slowly nodded and moved to collect the blood.

The League all was focused on watching the girl and her quirk pick over the corpse- all but Shigaraki, who looked between the phantom to Kai.

“Removed from her body.” He repeated, sounding interested. “I see. Well, get out of here. I’ll call you with my answer.”

“See that you do.” Kai always had to have the last word as he pulled a business card out of his pocket and dropped it, then spun on his heal to leave.

Hari had waited until he was out of the building before he got out of his crow’s nest.

Shigaraki had eventually called the Hassaikai as he said he would- interrupting another session with Eri, actually- and decided to send some allies to join them as phase one.

Now, they were due to meet them in ten minutes, but Kai had still called Hari to bring Eri to the lab at the usual time.

“Yes.” Kai moved to another cabinet. “But we’ve only managed to perfect three permanent bullets. Each requires a week of work, and I’m not going to be delayed further by Shigaraki’s forces.” He removed a white injector- shaped not unlike an epipen.

He flipped the cap up, then jammed the needle into his forearm.

Hari’s mouth dropped open behind his mask.

A shadow shifted behind Kai, changing shape and color until another stood next to him- this Kai looked younger, like he had in his late teenage years. He wore lab clothes, his white button up shirt rolled to his elbows, an apron over him, and a simple facemask rather than a bird themed one.

He had no gloves on.

It was so interesting, how different people’s quirk phantoms sometimes looked like them, sometimes looked different. Hari, personally, thought it had something to do with how a person perceived their quirk. How important it was to them. Hence, Rappa- and that Toga villain- were nearly identical to the phantom. A slave to their quirk. It was comforting in some way, to see that Kai wasn’t.

Not that he’d ever dare vocalize that, but still. It helped him relax as Kai looked over the phantom. This dream his oldest friend had was one he didn’t think would get this far, but now he knew it wasn’t merely because an itch pushed Kai to break down and build up whatever was close to him.

No, this plan was all Kai’s.

And knowing that made it easier for Hari to believe in it.

Kai looked over his phantom, gold eyes harsh, then nodded.

“Good. Today we need to take the stabilizing samples from-“

“I know what we need to do.” Overhaul cut Kai off. “I have done it before after all. With you.”

Blinking, Kai seemed like he didn’t know how to react to that. Hari had been a bit taken aback too, no one talked to the boss like that, but it was almost nostalgic too, coming from what looked like a younger Kai’s lips.

“I will need to test overhauling a few things first, this form is different.” He- It, Hari reminded himself, it- looked at its bare hands.

Kai slowly nodded. “Of course. Chrono will assist you when you begin, I’ll go meet with the League.”

The phantom, which had been picking up small pieces of equipment and overhauling them out off and into shape, looked up sharply at that.

“You’re meeting with the League. Without me.”

“Yes, we just said-“

“Without me. You’re quirkless, right now.” Overhaul’s voice was not confined to sounding young, apparently, as he looked at Kai like he was dense. “And you’re going in alone, after you killed one of their members.”

Kai was quiet for a moment, for two, for three. Hari felt the danger build, and swallowed.

Then Kai nodded. “Ok, I’ll take Chrono. Ask Saito or Yamada as assistants when you get to the post-settlement stage.”

With that, he left, and Hari, as ever, followed him.

As the door shut behind them, Kai spoke again. “Chrono. Under no circumstance are you to shoot Toga with the eraser bullet again. I do not want to deal with two of that filth running around my home.”

“Of course, Boss. And if Twice decides to just do that on his own?”

“Then keep Twice from using his quirk.”

“Yes, Boss.”

#im writing a 5+1 thing #got the first two done today!#but now i have to work on lesson plans and hhhng #so i want to post this part now #and serotonin later #quirk ejection idea #my fic #my writing #'why are there nine expendables' bc its the eight plus that one that got decayed in canon #I'm gonna say hari gets a uhhhh 60% on his quirk analysis grade #maybe 65% if I'm grading generously #.... which i tend to #but anyway speaking of grading time for me to go that

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Don’t Make A Scene

Summary: y/n is an actress and harry is jealous

Warnings: unwanted touching, implied smut, a teensy bit of angst and fluff

Word Count: 2000 words

“You have to what?” Harry raised his voice slightly at the news.

Y/N fiddled at the silver jewelry adorning her wrist, “It’s a quick scene,” She retorted. “It’ll only be on screen for a minute or less,”

He shook his head as if disappointed. His lips in a firm line tucked in his mouth while his brows furrowed in complete confusion.

“Y/N, listen to me. You have a choice to do this scene or not and you’re just—,” Hary's hands gestured gesticulatively, cutting through the air in an appointed manner.

Y/N huffed lightly, “I’m just what?”

Harry groaned, frustrated with the way this night is taking a turn to. “You’re just doing whatever they tell you to!”

“Harry, this is my decision!” Y/N explained, “No one’s forcing me to do anything,”

“So you’re just kissing him for what?”

“For a thank you because his character literally saved my life!”

Harry looked like a fish out of the water as he tried to conjure up a response to her words.

“You can come to the set if it makes you feel better,” Y/N offered, to which Harry immediately agreed to. "You can't get angry at me for doing my job, Harry."

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Harry is a jealous person. There wasn’t much shame in admitting it because he believed that what’s his was solely his—especially Y/N. The idea of his love sharing intimacy with another person, albeit a co-star, was enough kindling to light a fire at the base of his spine, slithering up his back and making his head heated to the point that every thought fired by his neurons resembled an atomic bomb. He could feel his hands itching to stay put, his nerves aching to grab Y/N and never let her go.

Y/N could see Harry’s antsy body from the peripheral of her vision. The curly-haired boy glancing anxiously upon the set; a room with dark mahogany walls decored with wooden furniture and accented knick-knacks sitting atop. The atmosphere of the set was enigmatic, curtains shut with only a sliver of orange-hued light peeking through directly on the bed. Candles were lit around the room, wafting off a cinnamon vanilla aroma that reminded Y/N of the ones she would carefully light when the time arose with Harry.

The pout of his pink lips deepened as he released a breath, his cheeks puffed up while his eyes tried to catch hers indicating that Harry’s usual calm persona was close to crumbling. Time was drawing closer as the producers slowly wore their ear-in pieces and microphones, adjusting the equipment to fit comfortably.

“How you doing, baby?” Y/N asked gently, wanting to comfort him as best as she could before she was skewed away in the world of acting. Her hands folded his curls atop Harry’s crown, palm grazing the creased lines of his forehead as he tilted his head up to look at her from his decreased height on her assigned chair.

“Do you have to do it?” Harry quipped silently, his voice resembling a whine. During the time of their argument to now, he managed to swap his thoughts from being angry to accepting, Well, as best as he could. Y/N was glad that their argument did not explode more than it had to.

He whined low in his throat when Y/N nodded, wrapping his arms around her waist. The fuzzy material of her robe caressing his cheek and Harry briefly forgot what he was here for in the first place.

“Alright, everyone. Places!” The director’s voice boomed through his mic, amplified by the speakers surrounding the studio. Harry pouted some more when Y/N practically untangled his hands latched tightly from around her middle. Her make-up artists powdering her face with translucent powder as she walked towards the bathroom of the set. He smiled slightly at the sight; his love was so talented and he couldn’t be any prouder than he is right now.

“Action!”

The lights dimmed to further accentuate the romantic atmosphere of the room, the cameras slowly moving in circles, zooming in and capturing the room. Y/N’s co-star, Allen, was sat upon the headboard with his back supported, the lower half of his body was draped with a silky red sheet covering up to his upper thigh. Harry could only roll his eyes at the cliche scene with Allen’s gaze focused on a book, fingers flicking focusing in on the bathroom door opening.

Harry could hear the muttering of the director, cueing the crew to indicate Y/N’s arrival to the lenses’ eye. Y/N opened the door just as the large camera drifted to focus on her. Her innocent face appearing on the screen, hair tousled and make-up was just the same as Harry had seen moments ago, only this time did a seductive stare plastered her face. Her lids hooded the dark fluttering of her lashes as her pointer finger rested upon her lower lip. Harry gulped, shifting silently in his seat.

Everything happened in slow motion after that. Allen’s eyes drifting from the words on the book to Y/N carefully untying the knot of her robe, revealing stretches of smooth skin that had Harry’s mouth watering despite the circumstances. The nape of his neck bubbled with heat while he watched the scene unfold to its climax.

Y/N walked until she was at the foot of the bed, Allen meeting her with his knees digging on the mattress as their lips grazed each others’, muttering the necessary lines from their scripts. His hands wandered around the fabric before Allen pushed the robe off from Y/N’s rounded shoulders, dropping on the hardwood with a soft thud. Harry’s jaw dropped at the lingerie adorning her body, speckles of black lace covering her most intimate parts but surely left little to the imagination. The opaque material highlighting the peeks of her breasts, intricate lace swirling around the firmness of her buttcheeks. The garter snapped around her thigh attached to a fishnet stocking was enough to have Harry imagining doing dirty things to his girl.

The camera shifted its neck lower and lower, following Allen’s hands caressing her soft skin raising with goosebumps before resting on the crest of her bum. Harry’s annoyance overpowered his arousal as he watched another man’s touch affecting Y/N even if she didn’t mean to.

Y/N craned her neck clockwise, adding to the sensuality of the scene and for Allen to nip at her neck. Her mind was zeroed in on capturing the essence of the script as perfectly as possible, the goosebumps on her body elevating with the need to push Allen’s hands away from her. Still, she continued with her acting. Y/N was a professional actress after all.

She counted in her mind to make sure that her lines were delivered on time, willing her body to relax under the touch of another man’s hands, knowing that her tense figure would be captured by the prying eyes of the camera reeling. A gasp parted her mouth open when Allen squeezed both of her butt cheeks tightly, gripping the tender skin with enough force to prickle tears in her eyes, his fingertips leaving white indentations for a few seconds before turning a blush red.

“Cut!” The director yelled, “That wasn’t in the script, Allen! Are you alright, Y/N?”

Harry leaned forward, forearms resting on the armrests, his ears straining to hear the conversation being shared as the director angrily stomped to the stars, his microphone tilted away from his mouth.

She nodded slowly, gulping a ball of wool down her throat. “I’m fine,”

“We have a script and we follow it so everyone is comfortable.”

An arrogant smirk drooped Allen's cheeks, glancing at Y/N, her arms awkwardly hanging at the sides of her body. “I thought it felt right. Right, Y/N?” Allen eyed Harry walking towards them, a pissed off look on his face but he couldn’t care less.

“What the fuck?”

“It’s acting, pal. Don’t get so heated,” Allen’s hair flopped in front of his eyes, hiding a mischievous glint.

“You don’t treat women like that even if you’re acting,” Harry’s timbre mellowed the tense aura, noticing Y/N’s barely covered body still adorned in goosebumps from the chilly air. He removed his jacket, wrapping it around her.

The director nodded in agreement, fingers massaging his temples as he glanced at his watch. “Sort this out. I’ll be right back,”

Allen chuckled in disbelief, “It’s acting.” As if his annunciation would magically make his actions better. “We’re professionals, right Y/N?”

Both men watched Y/N in anticipation of her response, Harry's silent stare asking her a million times to say what she means, to address the elephant in the room before stuffing herself in the corner in fear of confrontation.

“Yeah, we are.” Y/N began, tucking Harry’s jacket tighter around her, “It doesn’t mean I deserved what you did,” She snuggled closer to Harry’s side, finding comfort by the heat of his body close to her. “I don’t want you touching me like that unless it says so.”

Harry sized Allen up, noticing the swole biceps and peaked pecs but he would knock him out this instant if Y/N told him to.

“Fine. Whatever, we’ll have to do this scene again anyway,” Allen’s confident tone shook Y/N with fear and rattled Harry’s control to the ground.

“Actually, you won’t have to,” The director returned with a clipboard grasped in his aged-hands, a pen tucked in his ear. “You’re fired, Allen.”

“What?”

“I expected you to treat Y/N with respect but you didn’t,”

Harry hugged Y/N closer to his side, their eyes wide in surprise at the bombshell.

“Oh, come on! You can’t do this. I’m the male lead,” Allen pointed out with such arrogance and defiance against authority. “You can’t shoot this without me.”

Y/N’s brows furrowed in worry. It was only the first day of filming and without a lead; there would be no movie.

“Of course we can,” The director answered calmly, “Why do you think we film the intimate scenes first? Need to see if you can treat your co-stars with respect before we move on,"

Allen’s mouth was dropped open, frustration clearly etched on his features. If Harry didn’t know any better, he might have felt bad for the guy, but his filthy hands marked his girlfriend up without her consent and that’s just not something that he can let slide off his back.

Allen ordered his assistant to get his shirt, slipping his head in the hole before storming off to his dressing room. The director turned to the couple with an apologetic face, promising Y/N that her next co-star is someone that respected her as their partner.

“Harry, would you like to audition?”

Y/N squealed in delight, immediately wrapped her hands around his wrist, bouncing up and down with excitement, “Will you do it, please?”

“Are you serious?”

The director nodded, “I’ve seen you on Dunkirk. A Nolan film for your debut,” His tone carried an impressed valve. “I think Y/N here would love for you to be her co-star,”

Harry stared at Y/N’s pleading, doe eyes. He sighed, nodding with a small smile on his lips, “I’d love to,”

“Great!” The director clapped his hands in celebration, announcing through his headset that they would be filming the scene again. “This is your audition scene. I want this film to showcase intimacy and unrequited love between two people battling against the criticisms of the outside world, think you can do that?”

Harry’s mind reeled in the judgments, comments and harsh words spewed at him and Y/N for being together. The criticisms harshly raking up and yelled in their ears when they didn’t know the truth. Rumours painted to tear them apart, causing doubts and misunderstandings but they always worked through it. It pained his heart to have the world treat her like they did, especially when she was the sweetest little things that could have ever graced foot on the world.

“Already am,”

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#harry styles #harry styles one shot #harry styles x reader #harry styles imagine #harry styles smut

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Chronostasis + “If the world was ending”

This is the 19th Oneshot for the Valentines Day Event, thank you so much to @purplefrost21 for requesting Chrono! I went ahead and picked a song, I hope this is okay! If you would like something different, feel free to message me!!

Starting now, I will also be splitting the writings into paragraphs, thank you to the anon who requested this, I appreciate it!

**Also, I wrote the hassaikai how I usually write it, slightly edited cause, ~plot reasons~ Overhaul will be not OOC, but a decent person and yeah**

Warnings- Pregnancy, allusions to iNtiMaCy but obviously no actual smut cause I don’t write it, eensy teensy amount of suggestiveness i gUess??? Not really?? idk but i’ll put it here anyway

Character: Chronostasis x reader

It’s been one year since you and Chrono had decided to call it quits. It’s also been one year since you decided to leave the hassaikai. You had known Chrono since you were 18, you had been down on your luck and had no where to go. That is until Pops found you and brought you in. You were quick to make friends with Chrono, matching his teasing and laid back personality nicely with your own. Four years later and you and Chrono’s friendship had developed into a different type of relationship.

You often spent your nights together, sneaking around and keeping your relationship under wraps. You loved Chrono, in every sense of the word. You had given him your everything and he had given you his. You both were deeply and madly in love with each other, and you both could honestly see yourselves with each other for the rest of your lives.

At least, that was the plan...”I think we need to break up.” You remember how the sound of your heart cracking echoed in your ears, your chest felt like 2 tons had been dropped onto your lungs, and time slowed to a pitiful stop. “...what?” He sighed as he took your hands into his, head hung low as he neglected to look you in the eye. “...The hassaikai isn’t what it used to be, it’s not safe for us to have a relationship anymore...I’m sorry Y/n, but I don’t think we should see each other anymore, any pursuit of a relationship would only be a distraction, it’s best if we...don’t see each other any more.” You hastily brought your sleeve to your eye to wipe the tears that had started to fall, trying to keep a smile on your face as you nodded.

“...okay..” Chrono’s eyes widened, “Are you su-” “Yes.” You patted his knee as you stood, walking to the door of his room, giving him one last ‘smile’, “Good bye Hari.” You left his room, walking to your own and closing your door with a sigh. You sat down on your bed, hands grasping your knees as your sobs broke through, wet tears sliding down your face and onto the jeans you wore. You sat there, painful realization after realization came crashing down on you. ‘we’re done’..’he broke up with me’...’I-I have to do this alone’....’I can’t stay here.’

You hiccuped as your eyes widened, you stood and moved to kneel beside your bed, dragging your old suitcase out from under your bed. You packed as much as you could into it- not like you had much, before you rolled it to sit beside your door. You walked out and headed towards Overhaul’s office. You knocked on the door and entered when you heard a ‘come in’. You walked in and stood in front of his desk. “L/n..what can I do for you?” He leaned his chin on his fist as his elbow sat his his desk, his gold eyes looking as bored as they usually do.

“I’m sorry for the short notice, but i’m going to have to leave the compound for awhile..” His eyebrows raised as he sat up straight. “..Are you wanting to leave the Hassaikai?” You shook your head, “No, but, I’m going to need some time away...I’m pregnant.” He slowly nodded, “Maternity leave?” You nodded as you kept your gaze towards the floor, “Very well, I’ll give you an assignment further away, one that’ll keep you out of the field.” You nodded, saying a quiet ‘thank you’ as he wrote down the information/permissions you’d need.

You turned to leave, but before you could he spoke. “...does he know..?” You shook your head, “...no...but..I...I think it’s better if he doesn’t..not yet anyway...” He hummed as he sighed, “Well, if that’s what you think is best, you’re dismissed.” You nodded as you opened the door and left, walking to your room to get your suitcase before you left.

It’s been a year since you last saw Chrono. You had tried to let him go, to forget and leave him in the past. But that was a lot harder than you had originally anticipated. Because you still loved him. You would have thought that after a year of not having seen him after he broke up with you, you’d be able to leave him in the past. But you couldn’t. Cries took you out of your critical thinking. You shook yourself out of it before walking over to your little boy, Hayato. He was only 3 months, so he was still little...and quite the crier..But no matter how many sleepless nights or mini breakdowns you might have trying to get him to sleep, your entire heart belonged to your son, your little Hayato.

You came in and softly spoke to your crying baby, softly picking him up and holding him by his bottom, softly cradling his head where it laid on your shoulder. You slowly swayed side to side as you held him, softly humming as you did this. His cries subsided, soft little *cute* hiccups escaping his small body as you rubbed his back. Sometimes nothing was wrong, he just needed to be held, comforted...you knew the feeling. You cuddled him for a little longer before you felt him calm down, and seeing as it was 10 past midnight, you set him down in his crib, making sure his stuffed elephant was close by.

Giving his forehead one last kiss you walked out of his room, cracking the door and going to the kitchen to finish making the tea you were going to drink. Blowing on the hot cup you sat down on the couch, turning so you could look out the tall windows that were almost floor to ceiling. You only had a few lights on so the view of the city at night was clear. You sighed as you brought the tea cup to your mouth, taking a slow sip while your feet came up onto the couch with you. You sat there in the silence, the buzzing of various electronics in the background and the occasional sound of your sips the only noise filling the room. You smiled as you took a peak at the baby monitor you kept on the small end table, your little baby snuggling the small animal your boss, a good friend of Pops, gifted your son when he was born.

All things considered, you were doing quite well for yourself. You had a high paying job as an assistant for a, despite being a hassaikai leader, kind boss who gave you a few months off to care for your child. You were able to live off compound in a good school district in a nice safe area. You were set on giving your baby the best life you could, the life you never got to have. *Knock knock* You slowly set the cup down on the table, moving the baby monitor into a drawer (you always made sure to hide it when ever business partners or anyone work related came, your sons safety was your utmost priority). You walked to the door and took a look through the peep hole, when you did your heart sped up, heart sinking to your gut. Because the man on the other side of the door was someone you didn’t expect to see for a long, long time.

**2 hours ago in the Shie Hassaikai base**

Chrono groaned as he sat down in the couch in Overhaul’s office, mask sitting beside him on the couch as he leaned his head back to rest against the back of the couch. “You look dead.” Chrono scoffed as his hand came to rub at his eyes. “Gee thanks, I really needed to hear that. I almost forgot my life sucked- thanks for the reminder.” Overhaul shrugged, leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes. “...When was the last time you saw her?”

Chrono sighed, “....when she left the hassaikai...I haven’t heard from her since..I screwed up bad.” Overhaul now sighed as he reopened his eyes, turning his gaze to Chrono. “I’d say...” Chrono shot a glare towards his friend, Overhaul simply shrugging. “....she asked me not to tell you, but seeing as you’re miserable and I know you, i’m going to tell you anyways...” Chrono raised an eyebrow as Overhaul stood from his desk, leaning down to write something on a small piece of paper. He walked over to the couch, tossing the paper onto the couch beside his friend.

Chrono picked it up, eyes narrowing as it listed an apartment complex and a suite number. “..The heck is this?” Overhaul walked back to his desk and sat down. “Her address....I’d prepare myself if I were you, she’s not the only one you left behind.” Chrono narrowed his eyes at the man, “What do you-” “Tell me Kurono, why did you think she suddenly left, to do office work nonetheless, right after you broke up with her?” Chrono looked down, “I’m not sure....I figured she was mad, upset..figured she just didn’t want to see me anymore.” Overhaul hummed, “Well, that’s partly true, but no. She left because she wasn’t the only one she had to look after anymore.”

Chrono looked towards Overhaul, “...what are you saying?” Overhaul frowned (yes he’s still wearing a mask cHill) “..I’m saying there’s someone else in the picture now, your picture.” Like a flip being switched his eyes shot open. “...I got her pregnant..” “Bingo.” “...and I broke up with her..” “Yup.” “..I have a son i’ve never met..” “Or daughter.” Chrono glared at Overhaul, who was finding the situation unnervingly amusing. “We can keep bantering back and forth or you can go, I don’t care either way, but I do have work to do.”

Shakily sighing Chrono stood, walking to the door. Turning around he looked to his old friend, “...thank you.” Overhaul waved him off with a sigh, “Thank me when you finally get your life back together.” Grinning Chrono walked out of the office, paper in hand and heart filled with determination. He was going to make this right.

**Back to present time**

Undoing the chain and bolt you unlocked the door. “...Hari..?” Everything he had prepared to say flew out the window when he saw you. You looked different..not in a bad way, but he could tell you had matured. You had your hair pulled back and held loosely by a clip, you were wearing a loose t-shirt and some leggings. “..Y/n..” You both stared at each other, neither one believing that the other was actually there. Snapping yourself out of your daze you spoke, “Uhm, what are you doing here? Not that it’s not great to see you! I just- I didn’t expect you to be...here..”

He nodded, hands going into his pockets to hide how shaky they had become. “..I....I needed to talk to you...I need make things right.” You looked at him with a nervous expression, arms coming to cross in front of your chest, not in anger or frustration but to try to ground yourself. “I love you Y/n, and I don’t know what was going through my head when I broke up with you, but please believe me when I tell you it was the stupidest thing i’ve ever done. I never stopped loving you either, when I ended things it was because I thought it was the best thing to do at the time, I thought you deserved better...I didn’t think I could give you better...I’m so sorry. I was selfish and I hurt you and i’m so sorry.”

You started to tear up, one of your hands coming up to wipe the tears that escaped. Shaking your head you gave him a small smile. “I never hated you...I don’t think I can. And I definitely never stopped loving you...This past year has been harder than you know, well, you might, you don’t look too good.” Chrono just chuckled as he shook his head, you lightly laughing. “..Just promise you won’t do that again..? I don’t want to be alone, and I don’t want to do this alone anymore either.” He looked confused for a second. “Wait here...there’s someone who wants to meet you.”

His heart sped up as you walked back to your sons room, him walking into the small entryway and shutting/locking the door behind him. He wring his hands together, heart rate speeding up and his mind racing. He took a shaky breath in as you walked out of the room, but it caught in his throat when his dark eyes met identical ones. His gulped as he looked up to see you, silently asking for permission. Smiling you walked over to him, gently holding you- well, the two of you’s son out to him. He very carefully brought his son into his arms, holding him with his left as his right softly traced over his small features.

He almost broke when his son latched onto his finger, he smiled towards his son, shoulders shaking as he held back tears. “His name is Hayato.” He looked to you and smiled, before looking back down to his little baby. “Hi Hayato...it’s nice to meet you...sorry i’m a little late...daddy was busy being an idiot.” He playfully glared when you said ‘Yeah he was’ before softening his look when he returned his gaze to Hayato. “But i’m here now...and I’m never going away again..I promise you that.” He looked up to you, meeting your glassy e/c eyes with his own gray ones. “Both of you.”

After a good hour of holding his son you both put him to bed. Slowly cracking his door closed once again, you both moved to sit in the family room. But before he could sit you softly grabbed his arm. He turned around, stumbling when you threw yourself towards him, wrapping your arms tightly around his waist. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you as close to him as he possibly could, head nuzzling into your shoulder. “...I was really scared you’d never come back...when you left, I knew I screwed up big time, but I thought you needed your space...but shoot, if I had known you were pregnant-” You shook your head, pulling away to look him in the eyes, hands coming to rest on his chest while his remained on your waist.

“No, that parts my fault, and don’t even refute it...I didn’t tell you because I thought it would hold you back...that I would hold you back..and I didn’t want to keep you in a relationship you wouldn’t be happy in...but he’s your son, I should have told you.” He leaned down to rest his forehead back on your shoulder. He sighed as he chuckled, “We both made some pretty dumb choices, let’s leave it at that.” You laughed, cradling his head and running your fingers, carefully, through his hair.

You were just enjoying the moment when he started to softly kiss your shoulder, before he stood to his normal height and kissed your lips. His hands moved down to your hips, yours around his neck when you pulled away. “Uh uh, I know where this is going- I just had a kid 3 months ago, the last thing I need is another one!” Shrugging he leaned down to kiss your cheek, you almost gave in to the moment, caught up in the sheer romance of the gesture before he leaned closer to your ear, “The more the merrier~” Him laughing when you squealed as he picked you up and slung you over his shoulder.

You started to slap his back in protest before he ‘gently’ set you down on your bed, him climbing to the side of you to pull you in close, holding you like at any moment he’d wake up, this having all been a cruel dream. But when you wrapped your arms around him and burrowed into his chest he knew, he wasn’t too late. And as he drifted off to sleep that night, with you finally back in his arms, he couldn’t help but think that maybe it was luck, or even fate, but whatever it was that brought you back together, Chrono knew he would always find his way back to you.

“If the world was ending You'd come over, right?”

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chisaaki · 3 years

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𝘖𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘭 𝘹 𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

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When germaphobic man fell in love with his big enemy

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᯾K. Chisaki ᯾

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Warnings: maybe gross for ppl who hate bugs

ଘ Requested by: Toya_Setsuno (on wattpad)

⸙͎ Reader's gender here: any

Today is the day when Shie Hassaikai have to go on the new mission, go to other mafia named "The Bloody Dollmaker". Boss of the mafia is Amaru, his quirk is actually the blood dollmaker, he can make any doll with his blood, one bottle of peanut-sized blood can make a doll monster that will kill 10 heroes. His group have 10 members, him, you, your son, and others.

Yes, you are the one of them, and your quirk is bugs, the bugs lives in your clothes, and some live inside you, inside your ears, eyes, and other. But not the basic ones, no, the poisened ones, the bugs eho gave you sickness with one bite. Your son is 7 and he is quirkless, like his dad, who died long time ago.

When Overhaul hear about your quirk, he wanted to decline every meeting with them, germaphobia is the only thing that will never leave him. But he have to do this meeting and this deal, it's imporatnt. So he ignore that.

Next day, it's their time to go, Kai, Hari, Mimic and Setsuno, they dressed, and take some things with them, they will stay there for 3 days.

"Are y'all ready?" Overhaul ask impatiently. "Yeah!" Mimic and Setsuno yell and while coming to him, "Yes, just, i need to do my hair" Chrono said and Overhaul look at him with 'you serious?' look.

After he finally finished, they go in the car, the trip took 40 minutes.

When they came, little boy was there, playing with, toys, with you. Chisaki knew how you look, he saw you when he deal with Amaru, he was thinking you are okay, and your son. But when he finds out about your quirk, he wanted to vomit, but he knew it wasn't your fault, he would use his erease bullets on you, just to not have that disease.

Car stops and they went out, you saw them, get up and comes to greet them with your son.

ᝰ ❛ Chisaki POV ❜ ᝰ

There they was, they and their son, poor person, they looks sick, those bugs, they have pale skin, blue mouth, sleepy eyes, and torn (h/c) hair, bugs probably live in there and eating their hair as soon as it is so destroyed. Their son looks tired as well, but he is not like them, but he looks okay

"Welcome again, mister Overhaul" they greet me with sweet smile. And my heart felt warm for any reason. "Thank you, you gotta be Y/N and your son i guess" i said and they nod. "This is my son Aru, baby say hi" they turn to him at last part while Aru hides behing them. Aru wave his little hand to us and Chrono and Setsuno waves back. "Well, you can go in, Amaru is in his office" They said and we nod.

They picked up Aru and he start playing with Y/N's hair and bugs in it, he looks happy playing with them.

'He really love his parent, they are sweet together' i thought.

We came in the big japanese house, it looks pretty normal, clean, and traditional. I liked that.

"Okay, so Amaru's office is-" they started but tiny voice continue "(mommy, daddy, maddy, etc), can i help them find the office, pleasee?" He said with cute face and his parent giggle "Of course honey, just don't bither them and come back, you have to take a bath, okay?" He nod with a big smile on his face.

'I kinda like his parent, they are not that bad'.

"Follow me gentelmans!" He yell and i smile a little under my mask. "So, Aru..." i started and he turned his face to me "yes mister Overhaul? Something wrong?" He asks "No, nothing wrong, can i ask you something?" I asked. "Oh yes, of course!" He smiled, "Nice...well, is Amaru your father?" I asked and his happy face turned in sad look, what did i said wrong? Damn it, i'm bad with children.

"Well, no.." he said with teary eyes "i never met my dad, (mommy,daddy, maddy, etc) said that, he died or something, when i was born i think" his tears starts falling from his eyes. "Oh, i didn't know that, but, you take good care of your parent, right?" He nod "That's good, your dad is proud, don't forget that" i said and Setsuno, Hari and Mimic looked really shooked, i don't know why actually.

We came in the front of Amaru's office. And Aru opened the door.

"AMARU! YOUR GUESTS ARE HERE!" He yell hapily and dark haired man, Amaru, smiled. "Oh, you lead them?" Amaru asked and Aru nod proudly. "Where is that bitch you call parent?" He said laughing and Aru got his sad face again "Can you stop with that? My (mommy, daddy, maddy, etc.) is not a bitch!"

That makes me and the others with me suprised and disgusted, how can he called them like that, and in the front of their 7 years old son.

"Huh, yeah sure, no" Amaru said and Aru looked angrly, Amaru is an idiot indeed. "It's not my bussines but, it's disgusting to call someone a bitch, especially in front of their son" i said and he scoffs "Yeah yeah, Aru, go to that bitch now" Amaru said laughing and Aru left the room agrly with teary eyes. I gritted my teeth under the mask, but i stood quiet.

ᝰ ❛ time skip ❜ ᝰ

Chisaki get mad, he didn't like how doll maker respect others, he isn't that respectful to his own men, but that happen when they deserve it. But disrespecting someone like Y/N in the front of their child, he wasn't happy.

The meeting started, and the boss was more than childish, Kai noticed, but this deal was important to him, so he ignored Amaru's actions.

When they finally finished with the deal, it was time for Chisaki and his men to go home.

They were heading to the door and then Y/N came in with their son.

ᝰ ❛ Chisaki's POV ❜ ᝰ

"Heya" they greeted us with the sweet smile, i felt butterflies in my stomach. "Hey bitch" Amaru said and their sweet smile went to a sad look really quick. Okay, that's it... i thought angrly.

"This deal is over." I said coldly, Amaru doesn't deserve my time and Chrono and Setsuno noticed that, Amaru was shooked but by his face with smir he probably thought i was joking. "You joking, right?" He said, i knew it. "I. Never. Joke" i said about to snap, "Dude, relax" Chrono putted his hand on my shoulder and i calmed a bit, Y/N and their son was really confused.

"But why?" Amaru asked, "Cuz you are the most disrespectful childish man i ever met, and i have no time for you and your acts" i said with neutral look. Amaru's eyes widened.

"How am i?"

"You are disrespecting Y/N"

"They doesn't need respect, they are not important to me" he rolled his eyes and i smirked under my mask.

"Then i'm taking them, along with their son..."

"What? No you can't!" He yelled

"U just said they are not important, and i can do that cuz i did.." he stood quiet and i commanded to Chrono, Setsuno, Mimic, Aru and Y/N to come with me, Y/N and Aru smiled happily, so i did too.

Amaru stood frozen as we leaved.

"Why?" Y/N asked "Why did u do that?"

"Cuz he is an idiot, simple" i replied. "I have no time for children like him, and you always belonged to me, i know that" They blushed by that and Aru smiled wide again.

"HEY, DOES THAT MEAN YOU ARE MY DAD NOW!!??" Aru asked "WHA- HONEY I DON'T THINK SO!" Y/N blushed and yelled and i chukle.

"Well, i really love your parent, so, sort of, we will see soon i guess" i winked at Y/N and they blushed even more as Aru jumped happily.

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Here is the last one for tonight, enjoy and give me more ideas for one shots!

Also sorry for bad grammar in the book.

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believinghurts · 4 years

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Aurora Black-Lupin

Relationship: Percy Weasley x Aurora Black-Lupin

Warnings: Panic attack

A/N: I thought about making this a series, but I’m not a 100% sure yet. This would be the first part. Let me know what you think. The story would follow the daughter of Sirius Black and Remus Lupin, and her relationship with Percy Weasley, the Golden Trio, and her family. Feedback is always welcome! Requests are open!! Message me to be added to me taglist!!

Taglist: @thesweethufflepuff

The World with You

Aurora (Rory) Black-Lupin sat on her bathroom floor staring in disbelief at the two little pink lines on all four of the muggle pregnancy tests she had taken. Pregnant. She was without a doubt pregnant. The sickness started about a week and half after her missed period. She had hoped that it was a coincidence and that she was just coming down with a bug and her period had decided to just be irregular for that month, but when Hermione said that she thought Rory might have been pregnant after she explained her symptoms to her, she knew that she needed to take the test. Which is how she ended on the floor with tears streaming down her face as her best friend rubbed circles on her back trying to calm her down.

“It’ll be okay, Ro.” Hermione whispered.

Rory curled into her friend's side, “How? We have never even talked about kids. We are both on the younger side, what if he wanted to wait? How am I even going to tell him this?”

The thoughts running in her head made her cry even harder. What if Percy didn’t want children? They both were young still; her only nineteen and Percy twenty-three. What if he called off their engagement? What if he was disappointed that she had screwed up all the plans that they had talked about? She placed a hand on her lower abdomen, with all the thoughts of Percy leaving there was one that was sticking out in her mind like it had flashing lights on it. She wanted this baby.

She knew first hand how hard it was for some people to have children. Her fathers were prime examples. They wanted another child, but never got there after her dad, Sirius, was wrongfully imprisoned for the murder of her late Godparents, James and Lilly Potter. Her dads loved her more than anything in the world and Remus made sure to tell her that all those nights when he was tucking her into bed by himself when she was small. Although Remus wasn’t her biological father, since she was a drunken accident that took place after Remus and Sirius had a fight, he loved her like she was his blood. Her fathers wanted a big family; Remus came from a single child household, and Sirius had a sibling, but they weren’t close at all in fact she had never even met or heard a lot about her Uncle Regulus.

But even with the blaring thought that she wanted this baby she was still terrified about what Percy’s reaction was going to be. The thought of the disappointment that she would potentially see in his in eyes when she told him made her breathing pickup and her tears to run faster. She felt lightheaded, and like she wanted to throw up much like she had every morning for the past almost two weeks after Percy left for his job at the Ministry.

Hermione, noticing the change in her friend's demeanor, curled her arms tighter around Aurora trying to ground her from the possible panic attack. She stroked the hair on the back of Aurora's head much like she did Harry’s after he woke up from a nightmare. The war had taken its toll on the close group of friends who were now family. Hermione had to obliviate her parents in order to protect them; Harry had lost his parents during the first war, but later found his Godfather, who was wrongfully imprisoned for twelve years, and his Godsister alone with his Uncle; Aurora got her father back, but lost her cousin, who had been an older sister to the young girl since they met, Nymphadora; and Ron nearly lost his older brother, Fred.

The war had been over for close to two years, however the damage was done and still haunted them all to this day. The good that they all had in their lives helped balance it. Hermione was sure that this was going to be a good thing just like when Lilly Amelia Potter was born four months after Harry and Hermione’s wedding. Though convincing Rory of that could potentially be hard since she had that Black stubbornness.

“Listen Ro, this is a good thing. You and Percy are engaged. You were already going to spend the rest of your lives together, and this topic would have come up eventually. This just sped up the process. Percy worships the ground you walk on, and you’ve seen how good he is with Lilly. You both will make great parents. And hey, if he decides to be a total arse when you tell him I’ll hex him and you can come stay with me and Harry till Percy got his shit together. But I know for a fact he won’t be, you wanna know how I know? Cause I’m Hermione Granger-Potter and I am never wrong.”

Aurora made a sound in between a giggle and a sniffle at her friend's speech before shifting around to look at her, “But how c-can you be so sure? What if he hates the thought of having a child with me?”

Hermione brushed some hari behind her ear, “I’m sure because I was in the same position you are now when I found out about Lilly. I was scared Harry would be mad. He had just started working as an Auror and I was working in the Ministry, and we weren’t married yet. But then I remembered he loves me and we have an army of people to help just as you do.” She gave her friend a soft smile. “So what I purpose is for us to get off the floor, wipe the tears before Percy gets home, and come up with what you are going to say.”

Right on cue there was a ‘pop’ from the living room signalling Percy was home. The girls scrambled to their feet, hastily wiping tears, and stuffing the test into Rory’s makeup drawer. “Rory?” Percy called out into the house.

The girls dived onto the bed trying to act as if they were just talking when Percy entered the room. If the look on his face was anything to go by they didn’t do a very good job. “Oh, hello ‘Mione. Didn’t know you were here.”

Percy placed a kiss on Rory’s head. Her eyes met Hermione’s as the other girl gave her a small smile, “Oh well, I was just leaving actually. Just needed another adult to talk to before I went stir crazy from the baby talk and my work at home.”

Hermione called out her goodbyes before apperating away. Percy turned his attention back to Rory. “Well that was...odd?” He chuckled. His laugh trailed off as he took on Aurora's full apparence. Her eyes were red and puffy, lip slightly swollen as if she had been biting on it, and her messy dark curls. Percy knelt down in front of her, cupping her face in one hand while brushing her hair back with another. “What’s wrong, love?”

Rory avoided his eyes, terrified that when she uttered the life changing words he would walk away. “Percy, I have something I need to tell you.”

“What is it? You know you can tell me anything, sweetheart.” He placed two fingers under her chin gently making her look at him.

Rory mustered up all of the Gryffindor courage that she had before she spoke, “Perc, I’m pregnant.”

She felt her heart fall to her stomach as his hand dropped off her face. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I thought we took every precaution that we could. Please, please believe me. Please don’t leave me. I don’t know if I can do this without you.” She trailed off as tears ran down her face again harder than ever before.

Percy sat in shock. The love of his life was pregnant with his baby. He was going to be a father. Tears gathered in his eyes that he quickly blinked away upon seeing and hearing his darling girl apologize and beg him not to leave her. “Sorry? What on Earth are you sorry for, love? And leave you? I wouldn’t leave you if someone tried to drag me away.”

He wrapped her up in his arms. Rory sniffled confused as to why Percy was hugging her. He was happy about this baby? Percy tucked her head under his chin, rocking back and forth till all of her tears stopped. She couldn’t bring herself to leave his arms in fear that everything would fall apart if she did. Percy heard her mumble something into his chest, “Repeat for me, love?”

“I said you aren’t mad?” she whispered again.

He gently pushed her back off his chest. “Mad? Why would I be mad? This is great! I’ve always wanted a family of my own. Especially with you.” He bopped her on the nose eclicting a little giggle out of the girl. “I mean I was thinking we would wait a little bit, however that doesn’t matter. I am so happy, love! My baby is having a baby!” He pressed a sweet kiss to her lips.

“I thought you would be mad….that's why Hermione was here. I didn’t know what to do and she brought me the test. I would have asked Ginny, but she can’t keep a secret.” They both laughed at that. Rory wiped her face with the sleeve of Percy’s Christmas jumper that she had on.

Percy wrapped her back up in his arms, laying back down on the bed with her half on him. “Well, we know how I feel about this, but are you happy about it?” He whispered into her hair.

She tucked herself further into his neck, “Honestly at first I was in shock I think. Then I was panicking about your reaction, but now that I can truthfully think about it and let it set in. I am. I’m happy this happened to us. I want this, Perc. I’m scared as hell, but we can do it.” She pressed a kiss to his collarbone.

Percy smiled against her forehead before sliding down so that he was eye level with her stomach. Rory’s hand slid into his curls, playing with them. “Hello there darling. I’m your daddy. Me and your mum absolutely cannot wait to meet you. You are going to be the luckiest kid in the whole world because you are going to have the best mum ever.”

He pressed a kiss to her abdomen just above her belly button before working his way back up towards her mouth. He slotted his lip with hers with such passion it made tears well in her grey-green eyes again. “Thank you.” Kiss. “You’re amazing.” Kiss. “You are to be the best mother.” Kiss. “I love you both so much.” Kiss.

Rory smiled, “We love you, too.”

Percy flopped down beside her, “So ‘Mione is the only person that knows right?”

“Yeah besides us.” She said absentmindedly playing with the fingers on the hand that Percy left on her stomach protectively.

“Well, what do you say that we tell everyone this weekend about her?” He suggested.

“Her?” Rory’s eyebrow arched at him playfully.

Percy shot her a smile, and a wink. “Yes. Her. It’s a girl. I can feel it. Fathers intuition.”

She let out a laugh, “I don’t think that's how it works, but okay whatever you say. I think its a boy.”

Percy rolled his eyes at his beautiful girl, “How about we make a bet? When I’m right and it’s a girl I get to pick her first name and you her middle, and vice versa if you’re right. Which you aren’t.”

“Okay, you’re on Weasley.” They sealed it with a kiss. “But back on topic, yeah that’s fine. It’ll be a good chance to catch everyone together.” She smirked at him with a mischievous glint in her eye that looked all too much like Sirius’s. “Including my dads.”

Percy gulped at the thought of telling Sirius Black-Lupin, an ex Auror, and Remus Lupin, a werewolf, that he knocked up their little girl.

#harry potter #harry potter fanfiction #percy weasley #percy weasley x reader #weasley family #wolfstar #wolfstar daughter #remus lupin x sirius black

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glassartpeasants · 4 years

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Imagine if Kai fell in love with pop’s daughter and he’s extremely delusional that their destined to be together that he ticks her into marrying him and when she realizes her mistake she’s pregnant

This ask is so beautiful, thank you so much. We all love Kai being a delusional idiot.

@zuffer-weird-girl I thought this went pretty well with the pictures so might as well kill two birds with one stone :> ~~~

Title: Cherry Blossom

Yandere!Overhaul x F!Reader Warnings: Angst, fluff, mentions of pregnancy, mentions of sexual acts, gore, blood, murder, slight nsfw A/N I tried looking for how old overhaul was when he was taken in but i couldn’t find anything so im just gonna go say that he’s 6. Sorry for the time skips at the end, i wanted to finish this by tonight and was running my creativity dry trying to finish it. ~~~ As you waited in the garden for your father to come back from his walk you sat in your favorite tree and read your favorite book. You must have read it so many times that you know each word by heart. “Here my boy i want you to meet someone.” You heard your fathers voice coming into the garden and you looked down and saw him walking with a boy the same age as you. “Hi father! Who’s that?” You laughed as you looked at them from the branch you sat on. Your pigtails moving as your head titled to the side. “Well this is Kai Chisaki. He will be living with us now! Kai this is my daughter (y/n).” You waved hi in the tree as you smiled down at the boy. The boy looked up at you with a lazy gaze before his eyes widen when he saw you truly.

The sunshine that glowed through the branched and leaves of the cherry blossom tree gave you a heavenly look to you. The sunshine outlining your being, you smiling down at him gave you this angelic persona. “H-Hi...” Was all he could say before you jumped from the tree and ran to give him a hug. “Finally! I have someone to play with!” You giggled as you kept your arms wrapped around him.

“Now now, Kai here doesn’t like being touched. Clean freak here.” He could feel your arms leave him quickly and before he could bask in your warmth once more you had backed up and apologized for hugging him. “Sorry about that Chisaki! I didn’t know. Wait do you have a quirk?” Your question annoyed him but his tiny heart kept bumping in his chest. “Yes...” Was all he said before you crossed your arms and pouted. Fearing he did something wrong he went to speak but pops had beat him to it. “Now (y/n), i know it sucks that you don’t have a quirk but hey at least you got Chisaki to always protect you right my boy?” Yes he would. ~~~ 5 years later Kai sat in the living room watching you intently as you concentrated on your homework. Your hair in a messy bun to keep it out of your face as your eyes were glued to the paper.

“Ugh Kai can you please help me? This is hard!” You whine while looking at him with those puppy eyes. He had let you call him Kai cause you needed to be able to say his name before you got married. Yes he knew he was still young, but that gave him plently of time to plan the wedding!

“Uh Kai?” Your voice snapped him out of his thoughts.

“Yeah sure.” He kept his straight face so you wouldn’t know his feelings for you just yet. It had to be the perfect time.

“Thanks Kai!” You give him a light hug making him freeze and have a light pink spread across his face.

“Okay...um..what do you need help with?”

~~~

3 years later

Kai growled as he saw you hanging out with the new boy. What was so cool about that disgusting quirk filled verm? He was going to taint you, take away your perfect pure form.

“Dude, you done burning holes in the back of his head?” Hari’s voice grabbed his attention. Hari was a friend he met in 3rd grade (don’t actually know if thats acurate but bare with me) He was one of the only people he could stand besides you.

“He’s trying to take (y/n) away from me.” His voice went a note lower as he watched you talk to him like you’ve known each other for years.

“Their such a cute couple don’t you think?” Kai snapped his neck towards a random girl who was fawning over the ‘cute’ scene in front of her.

“What?” Kai said trying to keep his composure.

“Oh didn’t you hear? He asked her out and now they started dating! Their so cute together!” The girl giggled before running off to her friends leaving Kai in a state of seeing only red.

“...Uh Kai, I’m seeing a face on you that concerns me.” Hari says as he see’s his friend seething with anger.

“How dare he?”

“What?”

“How dare that disgusting pig steal what’s rightfully mine.” The rumble from Kai’s voice made Hari realize that Kai wasn’t fucking around.

“She belongs to me, she was mine the day I met her.” Kai’s hands were shaking with anger as he looked at the two of you smiling.

“Well what are you going to do about it?”

“There’s only one way to make sure that Angel stays all mine.” Hari raised an eyebrow at Kai who turned and looked at him.

“We kill him.”

~~~

That Night

Kai had planted a note in that boys locker, saying it was from you and to meet him by the Cherry Tree in the park to ‘talk’.

After waiting a few minutes, hiding in the branches of the Cherry Tree, the boy finally shows up to the park walking towards the tree.

Kai watched as his target go right under the branch he was hiding, looking for you.

Kai jumped from the branch and landed on top of the kid before placing his fingers on the boys face, making him explode into nothing but blood on the grass.

Kai looked down at his dead rival with a derranged look in his eyes as his smile covered his face. Little blood droplets going down his face landing on his clothes which were already soaked in blood making Kai scratch at his arms. Trying to make the hives go away.

“Angel is mine and will always be mine...”

~~~

The next day

“Kai did you hear! (R/N) went missing last night! No one can find him!” You ran up to him worried as you looked around paranoid.

“Really? That’s unfortunate.” Kai was lucky enough that his mask that he wore covered his smug smile. Of course he went missing, that filth could be around his perfect angel.

“What if he was kidnapped?! We could be next for all we know!” You shook in your spot before jumping onto Kai holding onto him tightly to try and hide your scared expression from him.

“Don’t worry an-(y/n), no one will hurt you as long as im around.” He let out a sigh of relief. He almost called you his angel. Well yes you were but the first time he wanted to call you that was when he would confess to you.

“You really mean it?” You looked up at him with your (e/c) eyes hoping he was serious.

“Of course I would never let anything happen to you.”

Angel

~~~

Ya’ll are in your twenties now

Kai sat in his office at the Shie Hassakai base, looking through the paperwork that seemed to be never ending. His pen hitting the table as he tries to think on anything other then you.

You plagued his mind every day. Ever since that filth tried to take you away from him, he was always paranoid that someone was gonna take you away from him. He would often day dream of a little family with you. Kai wasn’t much for kids but they would be pure just like her.

He would sit for hours at his desk thinking about what it would be like to see you walk down that isle. To be married to him. That way once your married, you would never ever be able to leave him. He would make sur-

“Hey Kai! I was gonna watch a movie by myself but I thought maybe you wanted to watch one with me?” Kai’s cheeks light up in happiness as the thought of you next to him made him overwhelmed with joy.

“Sure.”

~~~

You both sat at the couch while watching a movie you had picked out. Kai usually wasn’t a fan of horror but if it meant getting cuddles by you he was willing to do so.

“I can’t believe you haven’t even jumped yet! Did you already watch this movie?” You crossed your arms and pouted.

“No. Why would i rewatch a movie I have already seen?”

“Fair point I guess, h you’ll never believe what happened!” You said as you looked up at Kai squealing.

“What?”

“Someone asked me out on a date! I met him when i was getting groceries!” You smile at him waiting for a response.

“Really....” You didn’t notice the danger in his voice as you kept talking about this one disgusting filth that dared to ask you out.

Was he gonna have to take care of the trash again? Yes. He would do anything for his angel. And he was gonna have her all to himself.

No matter the consequences...

~~~

Kai slowly walked behind you as you made your way to said date. He couldn’t let you go wandering off by yourself could he? No. You were quirkless, you NEEDED him. And he needed you so it all played out.

There was no room for anyone else in the picture.

Kai quickly hid in a nearby alley waiting and watching for your ‘date’ to show up, just so he could see what he looks like.

And to get some info on him and how he should go about killing the trash.

He watched you from far away as the tiniest gust of wind blew your hair a little bit making Kai smile as you try to put it back into place while forming a small pout. He could watch you all day. Your (h/c) hair shinning as it caught the attention of the sun.

He noticed that you were looking around a lot as well as looking on your phone. He raised and eyebrow before remembering that your date was suppose to be here at 2.

It was 3.

He had spent so much time watching you that the day went by fast. Not that he was complaining of course. He enjoyed watching you, but what he didn’t enjoy was you crying.

You had gotten up from your seat and started taking off in his direction.

‘Nows my chance!’

“Oh hey (y/n), what happened?”

“He stood me up..” You say as tears streamed down your face. Kai looked at you and couldn’t help but feel a tiny bit of lust.

The way your eyes were watering made his mind run wild with unholy thoughts of you on your knees sucking him off, looking up at him while tears streamed down your face as you gagged around his-

“Kai?” You ripped him of his lustful thoughts making him look down at you. You hugged him tightly burying your face into his chest.

“Yes?” He replied trying to hid his lust.

“Am I just that ugly that no one wants me?” You looked up at him, your tears staining his shirt. He looked at you with softness in his features but anger in his body.

How dare some low life filth make his angel feel bad about themselves. That trash will deserve anything that Kai gives him.

“No, your not. You are beautiful. A very beautiful angel.” Your eyes teared up before you hooked your arms around his neck and buried your face.

“Thank you Kai.”

~~~

7 months later

Kai stood at the alter watching you as you walked down the aisle. Your white dress hugged your body perfectly, letting his imagination run wild.

Once you stepped onto the alter he knew that once this was over he was gonna claim you. Make sure that you never ever leave him again.

And claim you he did

~~~

1 month later

You sat at your bed that you shared with Kai. A happiness filled your entire being as you looked down at the pregnancy test. A positive pregnancy test.

You get up and jump up and down in excitement. Oh how happy Kai will be right! He would make a great father! He loves you so much so why wouldn’t he love his child.

You couldn’t wait to tell pops either! He had been away for awhile so you couldn’t wait to tell him the good news when he got back!

Pops had been gone for about 4 months. He sadly missed your wedding but Kai said that pops wished he could be there.

You smile as you grab some clothes out of your closet and proceeded to put some on, not dressing fancy but in comfortable clothes.

You open the door of your room before skipping in the hallways of the compound. Your feet making a pitter patter noise like the sounds of children’s feet.

Wait children?

You turn around and see a little girl no more than 6 running as fast as she could towards you. You run towards her as well worried as you saw her arms and legs covered in bandages.

“Woah, woah, sweetie. What’s wrong?”

“Please help me...he..he hurts me...” Your eyes go wide as you grab the trembling child in your hands before picking her up and running in the compound trying to find a random room so you could talk to the little girl alone.

You open one room and close the door, locking it before turning it around and gasping at the sight you saw.

Your dear father lying on a hospital bed. IV’s hooked up to him. He looked terrible. You go over towards your father with the little girl in your hands as tears run down your face. You held your fathers cheek with your remaining hand before you turn to the child and set her down.

“Who’s hurting you sweetie? I promise I will make them pay-”

“It...it was mister Overhaul... he uses me as a lab rat. He’s the one who put my grandpa in a coma!” The little girl cried into your arms. You soon realized that this was your niece. You father told you of a older daughter he had that left so long ago.

“Who’s Overhaul baby?” You say as your grip on her tightens as you try your best to comfort her.

“He..wears a black or beak like mask and wear a really ugly green coat-”

“Kai...” You covered your mouth as more tears run down your face as you and the little girl both sob into each others arms.

“What’s...your name little one?”

“Eri...” You rub her back as you try to calm her down, her sobs getting quieter as she soon felt relaxed in your arms.

“Thats such a pretty name you know.” You say as you rub her scalp.

“Thank you-”

“(y/n) have you seen-” You and Eri both stop as you both look in horror at the man in front of you.

Kai- no Overhaul stood above you both watching as your grip on Eri tightened and you looked at him with hateful eyes.

“What in the absoulte hell is wrong with you?! How could you put my father in a coma?! He took you in when no one else would! And how dare you use this little girl as a lab rat! She’s a child Kai! How can I expect you to take care of our child when you can’t even take care of Eri!” you shut your mouth quickly. Fear coursed through your veins as you felt Eri shake in your arms.

“Your...pregnant?” Kai looked down at the scene in front of him.

This wasn’t suppose to happen. You were suppose to never find out about Eri, he was going to tell a little lie to you about pops but you were never suppose to find out about her.

“Let me explain angel-”

“No! NO I will not let you explain! Your hurting a child Kai! What has she done to deserve this?!” You scream at him holding Eri as tight as you could before you felt her be whisked away from your arms. You turn your head to the side to see Hari holding Eri in his arms.

“Not you too.” You hiccuped. Hari said nothing only looking away from your sorrowful gaze.

“Bring Eri back into her room. I have business to take care of.” Hari nodded before walking away. You tried to get up and grab him from his arms but were only met with a pair of strong arms wrapped around your chest.

“I can’t having you leave me (y/n). I know you’ll see what im doing is right in the future.” You go to scream at him only to feel a sharp pain in your neck.

“Did..did you just drug me?!” You yell as you begin to fade in and out of consciousness.

“I’m doing what’s best for you. And if that means locking you away so you’ll never leave me then that’s a chance I’m willing to take.” Which was the last thing you heard before you fell into darkness.

“I love you my angel~”

#overhaul angst #chisaki overhaul #overhaul x reader #overhaul #mha #bnha #mha angst #bnha angst #mha overhaul #chisaki kai #kai chisaki x reader #shie hassaikai #kai #kai chisaki

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hasgudagudadoneanythingwrong · 3 years

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The Singularity of Affirmation

Chapter 3.1 - Hard Convincing

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Azure and Okita stood back up and shook their heads clear of the lingering effects of Mata Hari's Noble Phantasm. Before they could fully ready their weapons again, however, a loud deep voice shouted from beyond the wave of killing dolls, followed by a clashing of metal.

"Are the two of you okay?" Ram asked. "I'm detecting another Servant approaching, as well as what is likely their Master nearby. I would recommend choosing caution here, should that even be possible for you."

"More? Really?" Azure looked back towards the house they were just kicked out of. "I feel like we need to get back inside, not deal with this mess out here!"

More clashing of weapons sounded, and several scrapped limbs were tossed into the air with increasing laughter and volume and... numbers, being shouted?

"I don't think this is an enemy if they're also killing these things," Okita countered. "If we're to go back inside, we may as well bring extra help?"

A large figure finally burst through the wave of machine dolls with a war cry, however, decapitating several bodies and kicking even more to the sides. A path of scrap metal lay in his wake as he stood before Azure and Okita.

“FWAHAHAHA! FINALLY!! A REAL OPPONENT I CAN FIGHT!!!”

"Right, 'help' you say!" Azure retorted, taking a few steps back and preparing for another high-jump. "Okita, can you hold him off for a bit?"

"I don't think I have a choice, but I'll do my best!"

Azure nodded and took off with a large gust of wind, leaving Okita behind to deal with the large figure in front of her. With bright spiky red hair and an intricate set of traditional armor, Mori Nagayoshi gripped his polearm in anticipation.

"Only one of ya then? Not a problem, I'll have your head in no time!!"

Okita readied her katana. "Just try it, I'll slice you into a thousand pieces first."

A reverberating laugh filled the air. "A real fight, then! Alright!! Give me everything you got!!!"

"Don’t expect anything less."

— — —

"Okay, Ram, where's the other Master?"

Azure had landed behind the main mass of now-scrapped killing dolls and had taken off to gain distance, but was otherwise clueless as to which direction she should actually go in.

"A bit forward and to your left, though the signal's suddenly become quite faint. I would not be surprised if your target is actively suppressing their presence at the moment."

Azure cursed under her breath but followed the directions regardless. There didn't seem to be anyone else on this street, however.

"Maaaare! I'm guessing it's you here! Please come out! I'm not looking for a fight, I promise!"

Silence filled the air as Azure glanced around, looking for any sign of movement.

"I think we're probably actually on the same team anyway so if you wanna just—"

A ripple in the air came from behind, however, and Azure had just enough time to jump out of the way as a massive blade slammed against the ground where she stood.

"Ah, there you are!" Azure exclaimed, landing safely out of range. "Figured you had to be around here somewhere."

A short figure with messy hair glared at her while lifting the sword back up. "And who the hell would you be?"

Azure glanced away. "Let's just stick with I'm from the future or something and I'm here to put a stop to this whole mess...?"

#[plot]#storybook #singularity of affirmation #chapter 3 #fgo #fate/grand order #actual combat comin up real soon #enjoy for now :)

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thotsforvillainrights · 3 years

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hii i just came here to remember you as you said lmao the request of pegging Kai c:

[Thank both of ya’ll for reminding me. I’m gonna do my best!]

~Desire~

-Kai Chisaki smut-

(Warnings: pegging, dirty talk, edging, cumshots, begging)

Desire- a strong feeling of wanting to have something or wishing for something to happen.

There was something up with you today. There were little things here and there that he picked up on but the others wouldn’t notice. It was all on purpose too. The things you were doing today, the lingering touches, and the way you kept glancing at him. You wanted him to see every single thing. “You make it hard to focus. How annoying...” He mumbled under his breath as he watched the way you thoroughly cleaned the corner of his office. He would confront you if it weren’t for the others in the room discussing matters of business. Kai kept his focus on you as the other’s voices melded into nonsense. You bent so slowly to scrub the corner. You could’ve just dropped to your knees and done it. You could’ve just grabbed the mop and did it standing up but no. You bent slowly and wiggled your hips as you stood back up. Turning to glance at him from over your shoulder before leaving the room. “So that’s the game you’re playing at hmm?”

“Overhaul did you say something?” He looked up at the confused faces and shook his head. “It’s nothing. Proceed with the reports.” Even with you out of the room, he still couldn't focus on anything. Everyone had long since gone to handle some off-base work, leaving him alone in his office to write out some things. He hadn’t gotten a single thing out of the way. “Damn it all.” He grumbled and pulled out his phone to message you.

He placed his phone back into his pocket in annoyance and finally began working. Something was up and he knew it, but he didn’t have time to focus on it any longer for today. The work was past due and he’d just have to deal with you when he got above ground. Suddenly his train of thought ran off when Chrono opened his door without knocking. “What the hell?” He glared at the right-hand aid. “Sorry to burst in here on such short notice but that rival gang we thought were coming tomorrow actually came today. They claim it’s the only day we can have the meeting unless you wanna wait until next month on the 18th.” Hari explained to him. Kai sighed and stood up. “Very well, let’s get this out of the way.” Kai paced behind Hari but his mind travelled back to you. Maybe you weren’t up to something? Maybe the Capo was just being paranoid today or something. But still, your sexual appeal seemed to be on 200% today and it was driving him a little wild.

During the meeting, he struggled to keep his thoughts off you once more. The embarrassment of popping a boner underneath the table was just enough to keep him away from the thought of you. Unfortunately, you were playing hardball. You got him to just barely trust your false innocence for long enough to hit him with the heavy guns. His phone buzzed quietly in his pocket and he discreetly slid it out to peek at the notification on the screen. Three images from you? He rolled his eyes and unlocked the screen. Knowing you, he expected it to either be pointless memes, or pictures of stuff you found online that you wanted him to buy you. When he opened your messages, his body felt weightless. You were utterly breathtaking, your nickname befitting of your appearance...

but not that devilish personality of yours, oh no.

You were naked, in a compromising pose, just barely sending him a hint of your most private places on your body. That damned smirk on your face was going to kill him. He wouldn’t acknowledge this kind of behavior with a response. He’ll see you after this meeting face to face. That’s the best way to go about it. He silently nodded to himself and waited patiently for this damn meeting to end. When it was over, he seemed to rush out of the room almost. Kai left a line of directions for Chrono, and Nemoto to handle for him before he left early for the day and headed up to see you. Upon entering the bedroom, you looked up at him and smiled sweetly. “You think you’re so damn slick don’t you? I’m about to ruin you.” Kai growled a bit as he closed the bedroom door and locked it. “What? Are you really that surprised though? It’s been a while since we did it with each other. You knew what I was up to the whole time. I just wanted to play with you.” You teased him as he began undressing. “Oh is that so, Angel? Why don’t you pull that blanket down and show me what’s underneath the covers? I’m assuming it’s that silky (s/c) skin of yours I adore so much. Don’t make me wait any longer.” His eyes burned with a hint of desire and desperation. Usually you’d give in by now. Especially having seen him bare like this, but you wanted to keep your cool and stand your ground.

“You’ve got some audacity teasing me like this. My God, what do you want from me? You know I’ll get on my hands and knees to be inside of you right now...to paint those walls pretty and white with my cum. I want to claim you angel, so please stop with this incessant teasing and let me fuck you.”

“Ohhh, funny you should mention that because it’s actually the other way around.”

“How so?” He questioned you as he slid into bed and began gripping desperately at your skin, basking in any inch he could roam across right now. “Well to put it shortly Kai, I’m the one that wants to fuck you instead.” He paused and stared at you before letting his thoughts wander. The first and last time he was pegged by you was a month or two ago. He remembers the intensity of it all, and the way it made him feel when he came. So then why hadn’t he let you do it again since then? Short answer: Kai was more about taking the reigns when it came to intercourse with you. He liked feeling in control so maybe that’s why he cums so hard when you take over once in a while. “Angel...I’ll allow it.” You scoffed playfully and turned your nose up at him. “Well now it’s too late. You kept me waiting on an answer too long and I thought you were mad at me. Let’s not even do anything tonight. You’ll be lucky if I even suck you off at the least.” He glared at you in annoyance and gripped your ass under the sheets. “Stop being childish. I need you.”

“You’re too forceful. I changed my mind. I’m taking an evening nap.” You turned away from him and closed your eyes, waiting for him to break for you. “Y/N cut it out. If you don’t fuck me then I’ll fuck you. Wasn’t it you that asked me in the first place? Come on already.” You tried not to laugh as you stayed turned away from him. “What do you want? Do you wish for me to beg?” He was met with more silence. That’s exactly what you wanted him to do. He sighed and moved closer to spoon you and whisper in your ear. “Angel, please fuck me. Please, I’m begging you.” It still wasn’t enough for you so he kept going. “Angel please. I need you to take that strap on and stretch me out again. I swear I’ll be good for you if you fuck me please. Please Angel, I know you can feel it. I know you can feel my hard cock against that perfect ass of yours. You do this to me so easily. You’re the reason I’m aching. Please fuck me Angel. I need you to fuck me. Please...” Satisfied with his horny honesty, you swiftly got out of bed and headed to the box in the closet. He was eager, and way past trying to hide it from you now. While you sought after the strap on, he got onto his hands and knees. Different this time from the last time when he laid on his back. Perhaps at this angle he could feel even more heat from the way you fill him up.

And he was right.

“Oh my God~” He groaned softly as you slowly slid into him. He was so focused on thinking that he didn’t realize you prepped the strap already and had slipped it around your waist (depending on reader, the strap can be hollow as well). Kai leaned his chest into the mattress and reached out to grip the pillow in front of him. In fact, he was gripping whatever he could get his hands on right now. You fucked him nice and slow, reveling in the way he looked beneath you. It’s so strange to think of a man like this arching his back and shivering because of the way you touch him just right. Those hands that have killed countless men were now gripping the sheets in desperation. That mouth of his that barked rough orders at the men around him was now releasing long groans and breathy moans of your name. And boy did he sure say it like it was a prayer or mantra to be repeated. The minimal speed you managed to add would increase the volume of his sounds as you continued. Something about him whispering ‘fuck’ over and over again was getting to you. It was pure ectasy and you were the cause of it. It’s okay to feel a little swell of honor from that, right?

“Please Angel, I can’t for much longer...” He spoke desperately and you smiled to yourself, slowing down your actions to a sudden halt. “Please. Please don’t stop. What more do you want?”

“Beg again for me Kai? One more time, hmm?”

“Fuck~ Please Angel I’m so close. Please just move again. Please just fuck me.”

“Beg better than that.” You kissed the back of his neck and watched him fall apart beneath you.

“My God Y/N please! I can barely take much more. Please just fuck me. Please! Please, I need to cum . Please let me cum angel, please please~”

You could’ve kept this going for much longer if you wanted to. His voice was cracking and you’re pretty sure he was on the verge of tears at this point. But you also didn’t want to hold up the big finale for much longer. You needed to see him come undone beneath you, and that’s just what he did. You barely had time to work your hips back up to speed before he was damn near shouting and finishing on the sheets below him. He tried to hold himself up but he was weak. Kai collapsed on the blanket underneath him, mentally cringing at the feeling of laying in his own cum. He struggled to catch his breath and you smiled softly at him. There was nothing more beautiful than seeing him with glazed golden eyes, a gaping mouth gasping for air, and sweat rolling off his body as he struggled to compose himself.

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