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greycaelum · 11 months

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Scribbles & Doodles— Coast & Altitudes: { Meddle }

—Mafia Gojo Satoru X Wife Reader

𑁍 Synopsis: The pressure of giving your husband an heir is surrounding you like a vice, amidst it Satoru quells your heart.

𑁍 Genre: SFW: domestic fluff, traditional arrange marriage, hints of yandere if you squint,

𑁍 WC/CW/TW: (2.3k)— fertility issues, meddling in-laws, angst-comfort, domestic life, talk of pregnancy and children [tell me if I missed something] Base on THIS request.

𑁍 A/N: Hi guys~ How are you? I finally managed to crawl out of my burrow, and here's a small step out of the writer's block, I hope you like it~ —Grey,

The clattering of plates and light chattering kept you on a constant edge. Gripping your utensils to hide the urge of hiding away from the weekly lunch with your in-laws. the food made by the family's chef tastes stale, almost like a powder on your tongue. It feels like you're going to have indigestion.

"Y/n, dear. How's the food to your liking?"

Minami, your mother-in-law smiled. Beside her Satoru's grandmother look at you with her stern eyes. Your eyes resisted the urge to look in your husband's way and answered as politely as you could.

"It's wonderful Mother." The honorific sounded so foreign it was almost unspeakable.

"That's good, here eat more. I can't have my beautiful daughter starve. You need to take care of your body or else how can I have grandchildren running around?" She lightly chuckled.

But your body only tensed at the sight of food on your plate that you could feel sweat starting to form on your temples despite the full-blast air conditioning system.

"Oh the two of you will make very beautiful babies I can't wait, right Y/n?" Satoru's grandmother added, but her eyes hold you in a rigid manner. "It's been a while since the two of you wed. Why am I still not seeing young ones?"

Make it stop. Their words repeated like a broken tape inside your head it's making your heart race. Their eyes are like daggers sheathed under their words. Perhaps their want for a child is genuine but they do not treat you no more than a broodmare.

"Don't start." It was a warning drawl. A large hand enveloped your cold palm, the callousness of the hand grounded you back to reality.

"Oh come on son your grandmother is right, it's been almost half a year. I still cannot see children running around. What's taking so long?" Minami sighed, and look at you for a long time. "Is it because you're too busy with work dear? You should focus on making a home than making more money you can't even spend."

His Grandmother added more salt to the wound, not giving you or Satoru a chance to speak.

"My grandson can provide for you Y/n, what more is there to busy yourself in this work you are raving about—"

"Mother, Madame I—" You breathe but your words died down at your husband's growl. A sense of relief and fear washed over you as he uttered the words you are desperately waiting to hear.

"Thank you for the meal. But you don't meddle with our marriage, it seems you didn't learn your lesson yet."

Satoru set down his utensils, leaving his food, and motioned for you to stand despite his mother's protest and grandmother's unforgiving gaze directed towards you. The meal is done. Another ruined meal with this neverending cycle that no one seems to end.

"Satoru." You tug your wrist from your husband's grip. He never stopped until both of you stand before his car. You could feel the shame of leaving abruptly devouring you. What would his mother say the next time you meet? "Satoru I..." You look at him but stopped at the grimness of his face.

His jaws clench, withholding the rage burning in his eyes. You could see the way he stare, so cold and ruthless that it was better to keep quiet or else you might aggravate him more. You hung your head low and took a step back but it only seem to make him angrier.

"Get inside." He opened the door to his car, closed it, and turned around to the driver seat. Motioning for the guard to open the gates as the two of you leave his mother's house.

You are reminded of what you are expected to fulfill as his wife.

To fulfill the duty of providing Gojo Satoru with his heirs as much as you could. The mere thought of it brings a shiver to your spine. A broodmare in simple words. No matter what you achieve it will never change the fact you need to give him children to satisfy the people around you. You desperately want that as well. A child to love, a child to take care of. A family with your husband even if this marriage in the first place was a matter of strengthening your yakuza clans rather than genuine love. You don't care because for once, you can finally have a family of your own.

You have a husband that takes care of you. A home that has the warmth you have been desperately praying for.

But it seems the heavens never liked to grant your wishes.

You watch Satoru's inked-covered back flex as he works his way around the kitchen, wearing only cotton shorts with a towel around his neck, fresh out of the shower. Unlike the morning he wears a suit and the holster of his gun to work, he wore almost nothing in the confines of your home. So trusting to show his scars and let you in his world.

You swallowed the lump in your throat. You've been married to this yakuza gang leader for almost six months. The callousness of his palm whenever his touch hovers on your skin reminded you he touches guns, not roses. His vivid tattoos scream danger. His rough kisses told you he isn't used to fragile things, he's rough and ruthless.

"C'mere, you haven't properly eaten lunch." He called, setting down a plate of grilled salmon and fried rice on the plate on the kitchen counter.

It's so strange that this ruthless man everyone fears and respect for his cruelty is the only man to treat you with genuine care. It's as if the marriage wasn't borne out of contract. You watch Satoru scoop the rice for you and pour you water and after he also made his plate but before making sure you get the larger portion of the salmon he cooked.

Or perhaps it really wasn't...

Satoru is not a saint. You can count the times you saw your husband shed blood remorselessly. But for you, the ruthless yakuza leader would peel clementines with one look from your hungry eyes. Satoru is the man that if you asked him for a marble he'd give you a diamond.

"It was negative." You started. Regretful for bringing this up when you're just enjoying each other's presence. But you were never one to hide this kind of thing from him when he has every right to know.

Satoru fell silent. He tilted his head as you slowly lean to see his reaction. He pursed his lips and continued peeling the clementines and putting them on your plate.

"Is that why you're upset enough to drown yourself with work?" Satoru effortlessly grabs your waist and put you between his open thighs, your chest pressed against his, your nose touching as he continued staring at you even at such a close distance, his gaze robbing you of precious oxygen.

You can't answer him at all. Bothered by his eyes boring into your soul, and the heat of his body leaving you flushed and squirming in his hold. It was too much to handle at once. You were opting to dive into your husband's neck, pressing yourself as close as possible as if it could help, but you didn't have the time to. He lifted your chin but never urged you to look at him when you couldn't.

Your eyes fell on the coffee that has gone cold. Satoru followed your gaze and move the mug away from your eyes until your gaze finally landed on him. There's a complicated look you cannot name whirling in Satoru's eyes that you cannot name.

"I can't have you getting sick over that baby girl." Satoru exhaled, brushing your hair out your face. Watching your lips wobble and sight off the tears in your glossy eyes. So brittle, so precious.

Pampering you with his words and touch has always been a pleasure to him. Building you up and seeing you fall apart from his touch is ecstasy for his dark heart. It's so twisted yet right at the same time knowing he's the only one you allowed into your heart to be this close.

To feel the heave of your chest against his. The way your eyes quiver under his stare. To hold your hand when your fingers start to fidget. His heart preens at the fact he's the only one who can see you like this. To have every piece of you, so close. And he would do anything to cherish you, anything. So why would his wife have such a somber face etched on her beautiful face?

"It's reasonable to question this Satoru. Everyone is asking for a child from you and me." You shake your head, still unable to meet his eye. No one really knows how your dream haunted you like a nightmare in daylight.

"I already told you, Baby. We don't need to rush. I don't want any of our family meddling with us." He sighed and paused a bit. "Can we just have time for ourselves first? I want to have you right now, just you and me Baby. I want my wife first, can we have that hmmm?" The patience his blue orbs hold is almost heartbreaking.

Satoru looks dark and serious as he waits for your answer. This time his hand brought your palm to his cheeks while the other held your back to balance you on his thighs. It's around you that his rough edges may be a little coarse but you never complained.

"If my family's opinions are straining you, I'm sorry-"

You shake your head vehemently. Cupping his cheeks and shushing him. Your head fell as beads of tears started falling. The way he is handling things is breaking your heart. It feels too reassuring. Too good that it's almost surreal. What did you do in your past life to even deserve a husband like him?

"I'm sorry too. For forcing this when I know we're not ready yet." You bit the insides of your lips. "You have nothing to be sorry for my selfishness 'Toru." You said quietly, shame creeping down your spine.

Satoru shushed you. Bringing the back of your palms to his lips. Pressing kisses all over your hand as he brushes the unshed tears from your lashes.

"I want a child with you too. I want to be parents with you. We will be, I promise you." Satoru stroked your head. "I just want you to know that I don't listen to people's opinions when it comes to you. This is our marriage Baby, and you will be my first all the time."

Satoru hates it. Hates it when you beat yourself up over uncontrollable things. Hates it when he sees you upset when he vowed to only make you happy by his side. Hates when you're the reason for his happiness but he's the cause of your distress.

No. It's not even him. It's the people, irrelevant people in your marriage around you.

"Even before I married you, I didn't think about our groups or the expectations of my family. I think of you... if you wanted to be my wife. If you wanted us to be a family." He kisses your palms. Your heart feels like being pinched by his confession. "I knew how much you wanted to build a family. And I wanted to be in that world you're going to have, with or without a child we're still family Baby, you and me." He licked his lower lips and tilted his head. It's as if he's probing what's in your mind. He gently kissed your tears away. Feeling your heart settling down with the assurance he laid for you.

When your mother gave birth to you, was she happy? Maybe, maybe not. You have always reminded her of a failed marriage, her nightmare. Perhaps, that's why she is desperate to keep you out of her life. Away from her, and her family.

Your eyes landed on a photo frame on your working desk. A boy and a girl, somewhere around six years old sporting the same hair as you, but their eyes are shining, filled with innocence and life. You didn't know that your family has a history of twins.

"A twins huh?" You imagined a young boy and girl with Satoru's eyes and your hair. That would be perfect.

"Madame?" Miwa interrupted your train of thought. "The Boss is here to pick you up from work."

"Already?" You picked up your bag and rushed to the elevator.

Miwa was quick to follow. You can't be more thankful for the witty and efficient girl Satoru arranged for you as your assistant.

"Been waiting for you." Satoru greeted you with his signature boyish grin, leaning on his Ducati with a helmet on his arm. His suit is replaced with an all black rider outfit.

You notice he was alone in the basement. Miwa also offered to take your bag and left the two of you alone. Satoru strode to you, adjusting the helmet on your head, taking off his biker's jacket, and wrapping it around your torso. That leaves him with his black tee shirt, hugging your husband's body like a sleeve exposing his beautiful tattoos.

"Is this safe?" You breathe.

Satoru just smirked and adjusted his gloves, helping you get on the back of his big bike as he revs up the engine, tucking the stand back.

"You just hold on to me and don't ever let go. Got it, Baby?" The engine sound made him lean over your ear and brought your hands to wrap around his waist. "Got it?"

You nodded and sigh, placing your cheek on Satoru's back. Your grip around Satoru tighten as he tore through the busy night road of Tokyo, letting the wild sound of his bike and the wind drown everything around but your body pressed close to his hot back.

Perhaps... A little more time, a time just for the two of you doesn't sound so bad after all.

—GreyCaelum

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salaciousdoll · 1 year

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･˳ . ⋆ starring South Terano x chubby! Fem! reader ･˳ . ⋆

୨⍣୧ ⁺⁎˚ ⋆━━ Warnings: husband! South Terano, wife!reader, chubby reader, professional MMA fighter/ music producer south, smut, heavy smut, oral both f&m receiving, squirting, hairy pussy agenda being pushed here, pubic hair mentioned on south as well, breeding kink( heavy), dacryphillia, gagging, spit in mouth, kissing with spit in mouth, body worship, pet names( baby, meu amor, doll, princess, etc.), speaking Portuguese( briefly), brief mention of stretch marks on body, heavy dirty talking, size kink( major), daddy kink( brief), south is 7’5 in this. missionary/ mating press, moaning in the mic for a song( don’t worry, not directly into it), vivid description of pussy and dick, uncircumcised South, Heavy/ big dick South, soft but usual south, cum eating/drinking, sloppy top, praise kink, degrading kink( slutty whore), hint at the end( catch it if you can), inspired by p power by gunna, overall just nastiness. ୨⍣୧ ⁺⁎˚ ⋆━━ Word count: 5.8k

18+, Minors do not interact

The Pristine rain was heavily knocking against your kitchen window like an unwelcome guest banging on your cold prehung, glass pivot door to yours and South’s mansion. You always loved the taste and smell of spring so the rain didn’t bother you as you had on your light pink apron while cleaning the greens in your big white pot for dinner tonight.

South loved your cooking and sometimes pitched in to help you cook. He loved getting behind you with his big, doughy but calloused hands holding your supple and cavernous thighs or gripping your love handles just not too roughly. Whenever you cooked he was the first to taste because he stayed glued to your body like a sticky bug on your clothes in the spring and summer— you have to physically pull or shove him away.

But could you really blame him because when he’s cooking, you're behind him telling him to put more seasoning or even water in the pot. Sometimes he gets frustrated at you because he thinks you’re trying to tell him that he can’t cook and he’s not Brazilian for no reason— that was always his favorite line to use on you when you coach his cooking.

Other than getting on his nerves, you chubby hands always osculated on the inner of his black tee he usually wears around the house— either that or no shirt at all. You always caressed his abs or just wrap your plump arms around his torso with your face squished against his back. If you guessed what the love language was, you would have to say physical touching, of course.

You two confided in each other about any and everything. He always placed little kisses on your hand or forehead whenever you two are next to each other. He doesn’t care who’s staring at you two, it could be an old lady or newborn baby for all he cares, he’s going to love on you until you grow sick and old. He loved the feeling of your skin on his. You loved the feeling of his hands and warm body next to yours. Minami was someone you were told to cherish and you did that every morning, night, and even in the evening.

Whenever you were feeling down, South always made you feel a warm solace with his boisterous laugh, his light but funny jokes, and his loudness in general. You know when he is in the house when you hear his loud laugh. From just his voice and laugh, all your problems go away. South didn’t even have to do the things he does when you’re feeling down— things like taking you out to walk in the glorious spring sun or if it’s night, the alluring celestial body in the sable night empyrean always makes your heart warm. South feared the day where you would completely shut him out if you went down your spiral, yet you always reassured him that you’re never going to shut him out. Not a chance in hell you’ll do that when he was hot to your cold.

South loves what you do when he’s feeling down. You tend to sometimes let him take his frustrations out on you, take him into the frustration room with messy art painting on the paper walls, or you would take him for a ride to another city or state, depending on how ponderous his problems were.

Sometimes he even goes to your gym downstairs right next to his studio booth he built due to trying to accomplish his dream of being an producer and so far he over achieved that supplentairly with being an heavyweight champion of mma. There’s plenty of Brazilian, American, Japanese, Korean, etc. artists that he produced for and honestly some are hits, some are not— depending on how big the artist is. It’s a win or lose with producing songs but it’s never like that with fighting. He’s undefeated and has won 7 championship matches already and won every last one of them while you were either at home or standing in the crowd with a huge smile on your chunky face.

Everytime he won a fight he would either point at you and tell the crowd how much you inspire him and how much he’s in love with you. When you are at home, he’ll shout you out and the crowd somehow gets louder every time he does any of those. You thought it was because of how wholesome he was but in reality the crowd was in awe of your beauty as the camera panned to you whenever he shouted at you out if you were there, of course.

Overall, you two are each other's lock and key to your diary. Your relationship was a diary to most around you, if you had problems you kept it between you two and your therapist. If word got out that you two are having problems, you were afraid that Takemichi would go back because he was being the airhead he was whenever one of his friends were in trouble. So you vowed to never let your relationship problems swim their way back to your friends, family, etc. especially not the public. Only exception is the diary of a person you both share, which is also your therapist/ counselor.

You loved each other so much. He always declares he’s really in love with you when his cock is digging in and out of you. Your juices and the way your walls tighten on his cock was all he needed to confirm that you love him too. You were always speechless when he took you on any part of the mansion you guys owned together. The pool table, the bed, balcony, gym, and many more places, you name it. Your moans were so beautiful and recording worthy so you did multiple sex tapes with Minami in different kinds of sex positions he learned or wanted to try. Your sex life was beautiful and you couldn’t be more thankful for South making you feel so loved but what you didn’t know is that he feels the same way about you making him feel like he belongs here in this world.

In fact, your moans were so beautiful that he had to ask you the big question while sitting at the onyx and pearl kitchen island he installed in the kitchen. He’s been trying to ask for a minute of staring at your ass in awe and in his head as you put the greens in a different pot to cook. “ Hey baby.” You made a Hmm sound to let him know that you’re listening. South smiled and shook his head prior to tapping his finger on the surface of the island with his leg shaking up and down to match. He was really nervous about asking you this— you were the only person who made him feel that way.

“ I was thinking of showing you the instrumental to a new song I came up with, would you mind coming down to the studio with me, Bonita.” Minami knew he had you when he used Portuguese, you were always weak to that. “ What’s the catch? Knowing your sneaky ass, there’s a catch.”

You turned the stove on low and turned around to him with your chubby arms crossed over your chest. He chuckled prior to raising his big, tall structure off the seat to walk around to hold you by your love handles, “ I don’t know, we’ll see when we go down there, wanna create a melody with you.” Your eyebrows raised at his words because that could be a triple entendre for all you know. “ But baby, I have to finish cooki-”.

South reaches behind you to turn the stove off, stopping your train of thought in the process, “ We can always eat take out, besides you always leave the greens in the fridge overnight, get it together my beautiful Angel.” You almost smacked your lips at his audacity, “ I taught you that so how you’re gonna’ try to scold me.”

Minami shrugged his shoulders with a low chuckle as he held out his left hand for you to take, “ Which is why I’m telling you to get it together, meu amor. Don’t make me start speaking my sentences in Portuguese, something you don’t even fully understand to get my point further across.” You rolled your eyes at his remark, “ first off, I’m learning to speak and understand it and you’re my teacher, so I should’ve learned more than I already am. What does that say about you?”

He loved when you did your little teasing at him, so he did the only thing he thought of in his mind. South grabbed your neck and brought you into a slow sensual kiss. Your tongues were lapping onto each other like people rolling around a mat for wrestling. South was so much taller than you no matter if you were 4 '11 or 6' 10. The man was 7’ 4 for a reason and you loved it.

South walked your body to the wall leaving just an inch between you and the wall. He then reached to grab both of your ass cheeks, squeezing them hard enough to make your pussy lips spread apart— your whimper at the cold air told him everything he needed to know. He got you where he wanted.

“ Jump, baby.”, South mumbled against your lips while giving you a reassuring nod. You jumped up and wrapped your arms around his neck as your legs wrapped around his waist— deepening the kiss even more. You both were still making out as he walked you to the escalator to go down to the studio.

South’s mouth felt marshmallow like against yours— your lips were practically being sucked like a vacuum by South and he couldn’t help it. Your two tone lips were one of his favorites to devour on your body, “ I can’t wait to be inside of you, my sweet doll.” Your hips rolled against his automatically as both of your bodies descended with the escalator. His hands were glued to your ass and he couldn’t feel more exhilarated. He was gonna definitely put a baby in you, it’s his dream.

Minami kicked open the studio door prior to breaking the kiss to touch the buttons causing the booth to light up and the mic to be on recording any soun made in that room. He opened the booth door to let you both inside, “ Are you ready, amor.” You grinned after pulling back from sucking his bottom lip. You still heard him clearly even if he sounded funny just now due to the sucking of his bottom lip in your mouth.

South kept tonguing you down as he let you down on the floor. He only broke the kiss with one more peck on your lips. You two make out sessions always made your pussy wet because maybe it’s the delirium or the torpidity of the kiss, either way your panties was soaked and when South turned around to sit up the stool behind the mic, you reached down under your short light blue and pink sundress to feel the pool protruding your panties right now.

Now he’s gonna explain whilst seducing you. “ Here’s what’s up, princess. We’re gonna record your moans for me and I’m gonna merge it with a beat. I’ve been thinking about this ever since I became a producer. The sex tapes we have don’t do your sexy ass moans justice so why not let the world know who made you moan like the slutty princess you are. My fucking slutty princess.”

He bent down to apprehend your lips onto his one last time prior to touching a few more buttons behind you. Meanwhile, you were wrapped inside of your head about the kiss on your lips as you touched your lips. He still had a school girl crush effect on you and that says something when you two are married for three years now. “ nami’ is my name—when you moan or groan it— is it gonna be on the song because I can’t have anybody kn-”

South grabbed your hand, interrupting any words you had planned to spew out of your mouth, “ Baby, relax and trust me, can you do that for me, princess?” You meekly nodded your head and felt his smooth lips trailing all over your round face, pouty glossy lips and down to your chest. He looked up at you while he bent down to lay kisses on the top of your boobs as you were still in your sundress. Minami then proceeds to dig into his pants pocket pulling out a black pocket knife with a peacock design running down it. Your breath got caught in your throat when you felt the tip of the knife grazing over your pretty saggy tits. You had two different size tits but he or you didn’t mind. It’s natural to both of your eyes.

The way that south held eye contact was different this time around compared to usual. He looked like he was obsessed with you as you watched his pupils dilate as the knife trailed between your boobs causing you to be half scared and half aroused. Your pussy was practically clapping in joy from the way it was clenching and unclenching to air. South trailed the knife down and pressed harder on the fabric of your dress to cut it open, freeing your tits all the while putting your panties with your soaked pussy on display to him and the cold air, “ oh look how beautiful my precious dolly looks, you know what I did to my cousins dolls when I was younger, meu amor? Hmm. I used to break them, not gonna get too explicit on how because I’m not gonna go that far with you, but I am gonna break you and make you think about my dick. All day and everyday.”

Every kiss south trailed down your body was glorious because he was still talking in between his kisses and his voice was always so smooth and velvety, just the way you liked it, “ When you’re cooking.” He now kissed your right nipple making it protrude into hardness. “ When you’re bathing or showering.” He stuck his tongue across your chest whilst trailing the knife over your pudgy stomach. “ When you’re doing your nails and putting on your clothes.” He latched onto your left nipple— still trailing the knife over your stomach rolls in advance to continuing trailing down your body until he stops at the top of your puffy pussy.

Your body shuddered in want and need for South and he loved every moment of it especially when you furrow those cute eyebrows with your pretty mouth opened at the sensation he was bringing you right now. South slowly trailed the knife flatly against the vulva of your pussy— popping your nipple out of his mouth to speak, “ You feel the tension don’t cha’? You feel the knife gliding over this plump pussy of yours. I’ll never hurt you baby but I just can’t help scaring you into sweet ecstasy .” South slowly guided the knife under your underwear band— cutting to expose the right side of your pussy.

South did the same to the left side of your pussy letting the rest of your panties drop to the floor— fully exposing you. South smiled down at you ahead of picking you up, placing you on the stool facing him. He slowly pulled off his shirt as well, he knew you were gonna get messy. The mic was behind you two but it was the perfect angle to capture what he was about to do to you right now.

South bent all the way down to your pretty feet, kissing the top of your feet with pure desire and fatigue in his eyes, “ God! You’re so gorgeous, from head to toe, I don’t care what anyone lsays about you. You’re perfect in my eyes and that’s all. That. Matters.” Minami kissed up your legs as he held them together to pay attention to both at the same time. When he got to your corpulent thighs, he opened your legs revealing your pussy to his eyes. He looked like a lucky person who won a cash prize from a cereal box. He always acted that way when it came to him devouring your pussy.

South looked up at you, kissing your inner thighs, “ I’m gonna take good care of you and that pussy baby, all you gotta do is sit back and moan for me. Enjoy yourself, meu amor.” He breathed in your pussy scent and almost groaned loudly at your smell. It was natural but smelled so good to him. He knew you wanted to squeeze your legs shut so he gripped them with his hands to stay open.

You only wanted to shut them because you haven’t shaved since last week and your pussy hair grew back faster than expected. You knew it was natural but it’s still embarrassing. The thing is Minami didn’t care not one bit, so he didn’t get why you should care. He has hair on his dick even starting from a dark- blondish happy trail. He also loved how your pussy was pink on the inside but one of two shades darker from your actual skin tone. Women always intrigued him, you in particular— his temptation, his girl, his woman.

South kissed your vulva with soft and wet kisses preceding placing his hands on your pussy opening your folds to finally see the opening of your pussy. You subconsciously covered your face as his big tongue took one long lick over your opening of your pussy and clitoris, “ Fuck~ Nami’.” Your fuck sounded so prettty especially when it’s dragged out like that.

South swallows what he savors— laughing at your reaction to him doing that. He spit on your pussy afterwards, watching the saliva drip down his pussy. His spit felt so good on your hot pussy that it made you whimper at the contact. Afterwards, South dig into your pussy like it was his first and last meal for the day. Your pussy dripped on his tongue and he was gladly drinking it up. The swirl of his tongue was enough to make you grip his hair and scream out his name followed by coherent pleas to let up on your poor pussy, “ pleasee… m’ fuck yes”.

South could hear your pleas and he could also feel your body shaking underneath him. He loved when you couldn’t help but to shake even if he just got started. Every part of your body was sensitive and gosh did he love that because he can do one thing and the next you’re exploding from pleasure. South’s tongue was heavy on your clit and his index and pointer fingers probing the opening of your pussy just added to your pleasure.

“ Ohh… I think I’m gonna cum if you finger me, Nami’. I don’t wanna- fu-uhhh-ck! Not the zig zag.”, You moaned as one of your legs lifted up on his right shoulder at his tongue moving in a zigzag direction across your pussy. South laughed into your pussy while shaking his head left and right fast. Your hands gripped the chair in stool in support as your hips moved uncontrollably due to the immense pleasure you’re feeling right now.

He then sucked on your clit as his fingers entered your pussy. You threw your head back in reaction to his thick fingers entering your slippery, hot pussy, “ Oh, yes yes~ just like that South. I think I’m gonna cum~” South pushed his fingers inside of your pussy even more ahead of curling his fingers right at your g-spot, massaging it as he moved his fingers in and out of you, occasionally twisting his fingers inside of you as he moved in and out. When he felt you were about to release, he unattached himself from your clit, still moving his fingers inside of you all at the same time.

Your stomach tightened and you felt water coming out of your pussy because of the pressure on and in your pussy, “ m’ cummin, m’ gonna cum, ughhh!” South felt your pussy clamp on and off his fingers as you squirted on the floor since he moved to the side with his fingers still inside of you. He looked at you with inclination swimming in his eyes like a leech swimming in a dark lake, late at night.

Your body shook and moved up and down because of your rapid breathing from your orgasm he strummed out of you. You licked your lips and looked at South with the eyes he so desperately admired whenever you showed the emotion of prurience. South kissed your clit one last time— feeling you jolt under him from the impact— afore kissing and licking the little stretch marks on your stomach and chest as he makes his way up your body.

He then grabbed your face with both of his hands bringing you into a wet, sloppy kiss. You tugged him closer before pulling away from him, “ Can I suck your dick, South. Maybe you can add that to the track after all you are cutting certain parts right? I just wanna take care of you baby, allow me?” South always loved when you boosted his ego. “ You can do whatever you wanna do, sweetheart. After all this is your dick, aren’t you supposed to have all access to this dick? Hmm, so go ahead and give daddy what you think he deserves.” Your pussy clenched at the thought of sucking his big heavy dick.

South fully stood up while you got on your knees in front of him. The stool was a few 7 inches from your head and you were glad because now you can suck him the way you want. You looked up at him through your pretty eyelashes causing him to smirk down at you. His masterpiece. His love. Art really.

He watched as you unzipped his pants pulling them down along with his underwear, dropping them to his ankles. He stepped out of them and kicked them to the side. His dick sprung back into your face when he turned to you, almost taking your eye out from how thick and long it was. You held his uncircumcised cock in your hand stroking him up and down watching as his tip disappeared and reappeared. You were fascinated with his cock, dare I say addicted to his cock.

Finally having enough of his little groans and mini leg shakes from you dragging your hand up and down his cock, you stroked him one last time to peel his foreskin back to suck on the tip. Once he felt your hot mouth on his thick tip, he threw his head back letting out a big, “ Oh!” He followed with a “fuck” afterwards whilst lowering your wet mouth on his dick— taking him inch by inch. The wide stretch of your mouth was hell but you so badly wanted to suck his dick and please him.

South pat your head to soothe your eagerness down a little bit, “ Only take what you can, doll. Don’t want you choking to death on my dick.” You slowly blinked your eyes and when you did, you gagged because you lost focus of your throat relaxing. So you slowly lifted up off of his dick until you had just the tip in your mouth. Your pretty lips wrapped around his tip as your right hand massaged the dry part of his dick: the part you couldn’t fit into your mouth.

Spew of curses spewed out of Minami’s mouth as you held his dick in one of your hand prior to spitting a glob of spit on his cock, “ Good fucking girl. My pretty little slut knows how to make me feel good. Ughhh shit!” You swallowed all of him, moving your mouth down to the base of his dick, breathing in his musk/ feeling his hair on his pelvis, and back up again. As you did this, you relaxed your throat even more— inviting his heavy cock in your mouth. You started to twist your head in a circular motion making him lose his mind over the head twist motion. South couldn’t take it and grabbed your hair in his hand, watching with low eyes and an open mouth at you sucking him like a tornado, “ fucking hell, {reader}}… your fucking mouth is sucking me in, keep doing that and I’m gonna bust down this throat of yours~.”

You didn’t wanna hear any of what he was saying because you wanted him to cum down your throat, so you did everything you could to make him cum. Your left hand grabbed his big balls gently massaging them as your right hand grabbed the spit that dripped down his cock, and was about to make it to the floor until you grabbed it, placing the glossy spit on the part you couldn’t fully take in your mouth. The enjoyment of sucking dick was heard throughout the room as you did the combo he loved and couldn’t take. Your tears were either resting on your lash line for one of your eyes or falling down your eyes for another eye. His thighs almost gave out at the action of how you look up at him and the locking of your jaw around his dick whilst still twisting your hand— massaging his cock.

South moans were deep and loud as he stood with his head leaned back in pure bliss, “ Shit, shit, doll, I’m cummin’, gonna cum down this slutty throat. Such a good girl, causing me to feel like thiss… ahhh! Ahhh! Stop { reader} before I cum down your throat and you know how my cum is.” Yes, you did know. When south cums, he cums loud and messy. An example is coming..

Minami both of your hands off his dick and balls afore grabbing your head and thrusting his hips forwards. Your head was trapped between him and the stool and you couldn’t move, so you swallowed him with gags sounds floating around the studio booth. “ Fuck, I’m cummin’ my princess.”, South moans loudly as his hot cum shoots down your throat. South leaned on the stool with one hand placed flatly on the seating part. His hand he had on your head released just to feel your neck for the visible throat bulge he formed on your neck from how deep he was.

You tapped his leg when you had enough of his cum impelling him to slowly take his cock out of your mouth. He huffed loudly with a few drops of cum spilling on your face. He was satisfied at you sucking his dick but he was still thinking of fucking that sweet pussy of yours. He was so glad he had stamina for multiple rounds despite what research says about men cumming just one time. You, on the other hand, was gasping and coughing loudly at the feeling of being able to breathe again. South finally regained his consciousness when he heard you coughing so he hurried to grab a water bottle from the little fridge on the opposite side from where you two were at.

South squatted down in front of you, giving you the water bottle with a smirk, “ Tapping out already?” You pushed his shoulder a little bit— taking the water bottle to drink it down and that you did. South watched you drink the entire water bottle and he instantly got hard. You ooze sex appeal especially when you keep eye contact with him as you drink the water. “ Who said that? I thought you were gonna make me moan into the mic, that wasn’t my best. Wanna know what my best moans come from? Hmm honey.” He smiled a close lip smile and nodded his head. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders giving him a little kiss on the mouth, “ When I’m getting my pussy destroyed by you in the most thrilling and benevolent way. The way your dick feels inside of m-”

South had enough and yanked you up with him, plopping your ass right on the seating part of the stool, “ since you’re talking like that, you are ready. ” You nodded and rebuttal, “ But are you ready?” He smirked and kissed you as a sign saying yes. South reached down to your pussy and rubbed small circles on your clit, heading small whimper seap out of you. He then lined the head of his cock on the opening slit of your pussy. You both grained when he slid his dick up and down your pussy, bumping the tip of his dick on your clit every time he went up.

South gripped your love handles and pushed his hips forward inside of your pussy. Both of your heads flew back in euphoria. Both of your fucks were heard as he slid inside of you. You wiggled to release the tension of the burning sensation you were feeling from his cock being half way inside of you, “ I don’t think I can take all of that. You know I can’t especially in this position, I-” south kissed your nose, “ Come on, darlin’. You got this and I got you so ease up for me so I can split this pussy in half to give you the right pleasure you need.” You smacked his biceps and laid your head on his chest, “ No matter how many times we fuck or make love, I could never take it the first few mintues of us fucking. Still not used to this size. So please take it slow for a few seconds Minami.”

He knew you were serious because of the way you looked up at him with your chin on his chest, “ Anything for you, baby.” You swallowed and leaned back, slowly getting comfortable and easing up on his cock while you were at it. South bit his lip as he pulled out of you to only push himself inside of you again, this time slower than before. The more you got aroused, the more your cervix moved up letting him in even more. Tears escaped your eyes as you held back your screams and whines when he started moving back and forth in a slow motion.

You wanted more. You needed more. Your pussy opened for him just a little more and latched onto his cock when he slammed all the way inside making you cry even more. Your body and insides were so sensitive and you hated it because tears were always gonna pour out of your pretty eyes whenever you two had sex. “ Fu-uuh-ck, this feels so good South, please fuck me harder. Make me your sweet little whore for this studio session.”

South groaned loudly at your naughty little words, “ Shit! I fucking love when you grip my dick like this whilst talking your shit. Give me more, how bad do you wanna- ugh!- be my sweet little whore? Hmm.” You moaned while holding on to his biceps letting him wreck your pussy with his heavy cock, “ Ahh! Fuck! I wanna be your whore for today, tomroow, and fucking forever. You’re fucking me so good right now.” And he was. His hips were snapping into yours with loud squelches and smacking sounds. Your whimpers and moans were sharing the spotlight with his fucking and he couldn’t be more proud of you and himself right now. Your little ash’s and oh’s were definitely gonna be the highlight of this new song he’s producing for your favorite artist.

He hid that fact from you because he knew you weren’t going to say yes if you knew this was for your idol for their new album. South snapped himself out of his trance as he gazed at you in pure love, “ You’re so fucking pretty taking my dick like this. See, you always take my dick so nicely even when your eyes are rolling to the back of your head right now. You’re loving this dick so let { your favorite artist} know how much you love daddy’s dick.” He then begins to roll his hips into yours as one of your hands now scratches down his back whilst the other one is grabbing his ass cheek.

He moaned at the feeling of your hands on him and your pussy clenching and unclenching on him. He knew you were about to squirt on him, so he rubbed his thumb over your clit causing your body to shake in reaction. “ Ahaha shit! Yes! Yes.” Clear substance sprayed on his pelvis and he couldn’t care less about your pleas and your juices exploding on him, especially since he kept rubbing cirles against your puffy clit.

South hair was now making its way out of the loose man bun he had in his hair— his sweaty body was beautiful to you as you now came down from your little shakeable high. He tapped your mouth and you opened in response— spitting inside of it, you two then connected both of your mouths together to make out with the spit inside of your mouths.

Afterwards, South pulled away from your mouth clenching his teeth at your pussy clamping down on him like a vampire sucking blood off a mere human, “ I’m not fucking done so don’t even think about blacking out right now, hold on, just a little bit longer for me.” Your little whines would’ve been funny right now if he wasn’t so focused on making you and himself cum at the same time. Trust, he’s been struggling to not bust inside of your honeypot pussy especially when you had a vicious grip on his dick.

South hoisted you up against him to walk you to the little white loveseat. He was gonna make sure you were still heard in the recording. He placed you down only to place himself against your body, so now your sweaty body was against his own sweaty body. He lifted a little to guide the tip of his cock in your pussy, your gasps was all he needed to hear preparatory to snapping his hips forward as his moan and groans filled the opening of your neck where he lay his forehead.

He was thankful you were trying to hold your legs up as he pounded inside of your pussy with no remorse. The sound of your screams and the slapping of you two skins were electrifying. Your pussy hair was tickling him a little but that soon became overshadowed by your body shaking against his, “ South, I can’t— I can’t take it anymore. Mm’gonna cum. M’cummin.”

South smirked and folded your legs up a little bit higher making your double chin and chubby cheeks appear more than usual, pulling him into you even more since he got you to love them because he did. He placed two legs beside his own body leaning over you even more as he continued to pound your insides to his liking. You felt like you were gonna pass out and he could see it so he reached around to grab your stomach as he continued moving in and out of you, “ Not yet. Just 30 more, uuhh! Fuck! Fuck!, seconds. I’m gonna give you a baby.”

You moaned at the thought of having his child and at the impact of his hips, “ Yes, yes, give me your seed. Have me birth your childd… no, I wanna birth our child~.” South almost bust then and there, but he needed to add one more thing. He gripped your stomach with one hand while cradling your head with his other arm— fucking your pussy up. Following, he leaned to your face moaning at the feeling of you around him, “ I want to see three little rascals running around this house or would you like a bigger house? Hmm, what do you say~ holy shit, I’m cummin’! Let’s cum together, meu amor.” You tightened and untightened against his cock. Your nails raked his back in desperation of finally cumming on his cock at the same time of him cumming inside of you. His ears popped while your vision turned white. Both of you were huffing and breathing loudly at the amazing feeling you both received.

It took South some time to gather his strength back as his dick pumped nonstop inside of you. Yeah, you were definitely getting pregnant from this. Your legs were still shaking even if you regained your vision back after a minute or two. Minami slowly pulled out of your dripping pussy and you felt his hot cum slipping out of your warm pussy.

South shakily rolled off of you to sit hit bare ass on the rug below the loveseat. He watched as your chest slowly ascended and descended. He was so head over heels for you, so he had to say it in his language, “ Eu amo-te, linda.” You turned to him with a close eyed smile, “ amo-te também, bébé.” South smiled widely at that because you actually have been studying and paying attention to his words. He kissed your cheek and pulled you down to lay on top of him. He was so lucky there was a carpet under you because then he’ll hear you’re fussing when you two got back up in an hour to take a shower and eat at one of Taiju’s restaurants.

Maybe he’ll invite Draken, Benkei, Taiju, Muto, and Mochi next time since he's been seeing their eyes on you and your smile told him everything he needed to know. Hard maybe though. You loved your big men. He knew it and you knew it.

୨⍣୧ ⁺⁎˚ ⋆━━Tagging: @dejwrites @simpingfor-wakasa @happygoluckyalexis @mastermindenoshimaalicia @bontens-angel @bontensbabygirl @celi-xxmoon @eunoiasa, @kazutoraprincess @watyousayin( you previously said you wanted to be tag in future fics so I’m gonna start tagging you in)

#south terano #south terano smut #tokyo revengers smut #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x black!reader #chubby reader #x black reader #black reader #plus size reader #anime men x reader #anime x black!reader #anime smut #smut #fem reader #terano south smut #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers fluff

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woundedheartwithin · 2 years

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The Majima family office being in Millenium Tower is honestly so funny to me, because there’s gotta be tons of other businesses in there. Like just imagine this harried salaryman rushing to the elevators begging the occupant to hold it and he does and the little guy looks up at him to thank him and it’s Minami in his track pants with his piercings and tattoos like, “oh yeah, hey, no problem, dude.” And then they’ve gotta ride the elevator down like 50 stories together

#yakuza #minami daisaku #she speaks

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stardoopy · 5 months

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I love Minami Takayama's performance here cause you can audibly hear the difference between when its more Izuru vs Hajime speaking

#or at the very least *I* can hear the difference cause im searching for it #danganronpa #danganronpa 3 #hajime hinata #izuru kamukura

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maskyish · 3 months

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Haruka Isumi - La’ Stiara 2024 Rabbitchat

Please note: I am NOT a professional and my level of JP is very, very basic. I do this for practice and to share with other fans for fun. Please take my translations with a grain of salt as there may be mistakes. If you see any, please let me know and I can correct them. If anyone else has this card and wants to translate this at any time then please feel free to do so!

Minami: Good morning, Isumi-san.

Minami: I fell asleep yesterday.

I’m sorry I didn’t see your rabbitchat

Minami:

Haruka: Morninggg Minami

why that stamp lol

Haruka: I sent it late so don’t worry about it

Minami: That’s true, it was about the time good children should be sleeping.

Did something happen?

Minami: You just said “you asleep?” so I was wondering.

Haruka: I’m not that good of a kid!

Haruka: I just wanted to tell you to get some sleep just in case you were still awake

Since you were having writer’s block lately with composing

Haruka: You looked like you didn’t get a lot of sleep yesterday

Minami: Oh my, I intended to hide it so it wouldn’t show on my face, but it seems you saw right through me.

Minami: You’re very kind, Isumi-san.

Haruka: It’s not like that!!!

Since everyone else besides me noticed too ⚡️

Haruka:

Minami:

Minami: I thought it was odd that Inumaru-san and Midou-san kept giving me sweets.

Minami: Even Utsugi-san suggested ordering ramen.

He said if I really wanted to eat it and unavoidable circumstances prevented me from going out, then I could have it delivered

Minami: But if I’m going to eat ramen then I would definitely go to a restaurant for it.

Haruka: I get your ramen obsession lol

Haruka: Touma and Torao were rabbitchatting me asking if it would be a good idea to give you some sleep goods, but it put me in a tough spot! 😤

Haruka: They just keep randomly sending me a bunch of links to stuff!

No matter how many times I tell them you aren’t the type to have that much stuff in your room, they just don’t listen 😤 ⚡️

Minami: You’re all so adorable.

They’re relying on you, aren’t they Isumi-san?

Minami: I’ll be sure to send a thank you text later

Haruka: True! That’s why you should rely on me like everyone else does Minami

Minami: I will. I’ll depend on you next time

Minami: Actually, I finished it yesterday. The new song, I mean.

Minami:

Haruka:

Haruka: Hell yeah!!! Let me listen to it during our dance lesson today!!!!

Haruka: Ahhhhh, but I’m going to be a bit late todayyyy……!!!!

Minami: You have the La’ Stiara shoot today, right?

Haruka: Don’t let everyone listen to it before I get there!! Please 😭😭😭

Minami: Of course. We’ll wait for you

Minami: Please do your best during the photoshoot.

You must have practiced your poses and facial expressions for today, right?

Haruka: Wha

Haruka: How did you know?!

Minami: Just a feeling.

You’re the type of person who has a very strong stage presence, but you’re always working hard

Haruka: M-maybe

Haruka: Then you also knew that I asked Utsugi-san to send me past La’ Stiara issues for reference…?

Minami: I didn’t know that much.

Haruka: Then I just said it on my own!!!!!!

Minami: It’s something wonderful, I don’t think you need to hide it.

Minami: I do know that yesterday in the dressing room you spilled donut filling and got chocolate on your clothes so you were feeling down about it

Haruka: You

Haruka: You saw that…..?

Minami: On your left hem.

Sorry, I was just wondering whether or not it came off?

Haruka: My grandma taught me how to remove stains so I got it off......

Haruka: But I hid it so nobody could see it...!!!!

Haruka:

Minami: Speaking of, Inumaru-san and Midou-san were worried that you perhaps injured your leg since you were hiding your left hem with your hand.

Haruka: lol

Why don’t they just ask the person themselves lolol

Minami: We’re all like that, aren’t we?

Haruka: Trueee.

We’re not very good at the important stuff

Haruka: Hey Minami, don’t forget to take care of yourself more, okay?

Get more sleep

Minami: I’ll do my best.

Minami: For reference, what do you do to take care of yourself, Isumi-san?

Haruka: 1. I eat a lot of sweets or

2. I eat a lot of delicious food with Grandma

Minami: Food is the way after all, like ramen

Haruka: 3. Everyone sings the music made by Minami

Haruka: That’s the best way, right?

Minami: The best.

Minami: I’m excited for you to hear it today

Haruka:

Minami:

#i7 #idolish7 #idolish7 translation #haruka isumi #minami natsume

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tr4pnests · 1 year

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runaway love

not sure what to say other than thank you to those that read chapter one! i hope it was a nice read. i hope my writing improves the more i post but for the time being please be patient with me... enjoy chapter two!

just so its clear there's two flashbacks in this chapter, i wasn't sure how to write it out so i'm saying it now lol

pairing: minami ryusuke x reader

oc x eiji kimura

word count: 1269

warnings: cursing.

unedited.

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ryusuke stares out of his small dreary apartment, the moonlight shines over his face and the breeze from the slightly agape window makes its way into the room.

he was feeling restless once again.

it’s been about three months since he last saw you. the last image of you he had was of your sleeping face, you looked as cute as ever laying there unaware of what would occur later on.

he recalls that night well.

he had come to your house as he usually did after ‘work’ smiling as he walked through the beaded door of your living room.

‘darlin?’

‘yes…my…love’ he heard you say slowly and broken from the kitchen that was attached to the living room and walked in further, seeing you chopping up some vegetables with a cigarette hanging from your lips. you wore a long black dress that hugged her body well that it was hardly modest looking on you and paired it with a small light pink apron, and some vintage brown mules. your hair was tied up away from your face.

he smiled as he placed his work (runaway) bag on the floor and walked around the breakfast bar towards you. your house wasn’t very big but it was nice enough for you and your roommate; nelle to share with occasional guests. the living room and kitchen were attached, equipped with a breakfast bar and two chairs, the house had a small hallway that went up stairs to the bathroom and two bedrooms, both rooms having a balcony facing different directions.

‘what are you making?’ he asked while wrapping his arms around you from behind, placing a kiss on your cheek partially to distract you from him stealing the cigarette that was in your mouth.

you giggled softly, putting the knife down onto the chopping board. ‘a salad to go with the salmon i just put in the oven for us.’

he hummed and exhaled the smoke from the cigarette, going around to sit on the stools opposite your cooking station. although ryusuke appeared normal and fine, he wasn’t. he was savouring these last moments with you and planning his goodbye in his head.

‘how was work my love?’ you asked while bending down to check on the salmon, poking at it with a fork.

ryusuke took a moment to think about how things were with the gang… things were not going smooth to say the least, two of his boys were caught during a heist, it caused the rest of the gang to become wary about what they’re doing, they were in a vulnerable position and could be targets for another gang attack. he sighed, taking another hit.

‘it’s been okay…the office has been rather quiet recently…not much action…’ he told you half a lie. you didn't really know the full his nature of work, he told you he worked in a firm when you first met to cover his tracks. any time you asked about his work he'd avoid talking too much about it.

‘i’m sure things will pick up again soon.’ you smiled genuinely as you stood up slowly again.

it hurt his heart to lie to you but he had no choice. it pained him even more knowing this was the last time he’d see you…

ryusuke sighs at the memory as he reaches out for the pack of cigarettes at his bedside table along with his lighter. you guys hadn’t done anything significant that night, it was like any of the other nights you shared enjoying each others company. at times he wishes he could’ve been more honest with you in your relationship, especially that night.

‘i miss you…’ he says quietly looking down the small photo he had of you inside the locket that hung around his neck. you were the one that had given him that necklace.

ryusuke's mind goes back slowly to another memory as he stared at your picture.

‘what’s that around your neck?’ ryusuke pointed at your chest, touching the locket lightly, brushing past your boob. you were both a little drunk and handsy, the two of you shared a bottle of red.

‘this? it’s just a necklace, i bought it a while ago at a flea market because it was cute.’ your heart jumped at his sudden touch but you shrug it off as you look down at your chest, grabbing a hold of your necklace, trying to play it cool.

‘can i have a closer look at it?’ ryusuke asked staring deeply at the necklace.

‘uh sure…’ you slowly take the necklace off and hand it to him. you were a little confused as to why he was so engrossed by it but you didn't mind showing him. your chest now felt expose so you placed your hand over it.

he hummed as he looked closer at it from all angles and dangled it in front of you. ‘this is a locket.’

‘what? no it’s not, it’s just a pend-‘

‘no look-‘ ryusuke held the pendant on it's side, tearing it open revealing it as a locket. ‘it’s a locket darlin.’

you gasped, falling into laughter and into ryusuke’s lap as you had no idea. ‘do you want it? since you figured that out.’

‘what? you want me to have this?’ he looked down at you in slight disbelief.

‘yeah, why not, you can add a little picture of me and wear me everywhere.’ you winked and joked, feeling a little flirty due to the alcohol which caused him to grin widely.

‘okay let me take a picture of you now then’ ryusuke pulled out his antique polaroid camera, facing it down in your direction. ‘…ready…’

‘wait no! my hair. let me sit u- can we do this tomorrow? i wasn’t prepared for th- ' you panic at his sudden action.

‘aaaaaaandddd smileeeee’

you quickly forced a smile as you knew there was no getting through to your drunk boyfriend when he put a camera in front of you. the camera flashed brightly and an image began to print.

ryusuke smiled grabbing the photo and laying it to the side.

‘i know that photo is sh-‘

‘be quiet and let it appear, i know it’s the most beautiful picture i’ve ever taken.’ he didn't feel like listening to your negative comments, he truly saw you as an angel so it bothered him at times when you'd make such comments but understood it was just occasional insecurities coming through.

you rolled your eyes getting up from his lap to lean on his side instead, waiting with him. once the photo appears you just stared at it, unsure of whether you liked the picture or not and turned to ryusuke, surprised at how happy he looked.

‘ray-‘

‘this is the best locket photo in the world darlin’ thank you.’ ryusuke planted a kiss on your cheek, making you to blush, you look away from him and he chuckled at your reaction, finding it cute how bashful you could be at times.

he stood up to look for some scissors, cutting around the image carefully and placed it into the locket, clasping it around his neck.

‘you’re now with me whenever i go.’ he smiled softly, walking back towards you and planted another kiss but this time on your lips ever so sweetly, leaning so slightly as you were still sat on the couch.

you returned the kiss and smiled up at him.

'you truly are with me forever y/n' he falled back on his bed again remembering another memory, putting his cigarette out lazily with his arm stretched out to his ashtray.

#beck mongolian chop squad #minami ryusuke #ryusuke x reader #ryusuke minami x reader #beck anime #beck manga #anime #anime writing blog #ryusuke beck #tr4pnests speaks #black writers #black writblr

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torahoes · 5 months

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IDOLiSH7 Part 6 Chapter 12.1 - 12.2 (ŹOOĻ's scene)

Please note that I am not a professional translator. If you come across any mistakes, feel free to let me know and I will make the necessary corrections.

Chapter 12.1:

Minami Natsume: This is our new song’s demo. Please listen to it.

Touma Inumaru: So it’s finally done!

Haruka Isumi: It’s the song we’ll be singing at the New Black or White, right?

Torao Mido: What kind of song is it?

Minami Natsume: Before we proceed, I'd like to make it clear that I won't be accepting any criticism from you all.

Minam Natsume: I’m only willing to listen to praises.

Torao Mido: There’s no need to be so menacing…..

Touma Inumaru: Basically, that means you’re super confident about this song, right?

Minami Natsume: ...........

Minami Natsume: Well… yes, that’s right….

Touma Inumaru: Then I’m really looking forward to it!

Haruka Isumi: What’s the title?

Minami Natsume: Did I forget to mention it?

Minami Natsume: It’s “Utopia”.

Haruka Isumi: That’s a cool title! Ah, it started. … Woah!

Touma Inumaru: Ah….!

Torao Mido: Oh….!

Minami Natsume: What are these reactions supposed to mean…?

Touma Inumaru: This is good!

Haruka Isumi: It’s cool!

Torao Mido: I like it!

Minami Natsume: You three and your limited vocabulary…..

Minami Natsume: More. I need you all to praise me properly.

Touma Inumaru: It’s the best of the best! Mina, you’re a genius!

Haruka Isumi: If this is our song, we’re definitely going to win!

Torao Mido: It’s perfect! The entire world will bow down to you, Minami!

Minami Natsume: … Yay!!

Touma Inumaru: Now that’s a rare sight, he’s frolicking…

Minami Natsume: Let’s listen to it again from the top. Please praise me for each lyric, one at a time.

Haruka Isumi: You’re super, super, SUPER cool! You’re the only one who’s capable of composing a song like this, Minami. You’re the greatest in the world!

Torao Mido: That’s right! Now there’s no way we can lose. Let’s win with this song!

Minami Natsume: Yes, absolutely. And since you’ve said that, please put your body on the line too.

Torao Mido: Huh?

Touma Inumaru: Show us some cool, daring moves! How about around this part of the song?

Haruka Isumi: Sounds good! Let’s blow their minds! Torao, can you do it?

Torao Mido: Fu… Who do you think you’re talking to?

Touma Inumaru: Okay, I’m slowly starting to get a handle on how to deal with Tora!

- Door opens -

Shiro Utsugi: Please excuse me.

Haruka Isumi: Utsugi-san, did you listen to the song Minami made?

Shiro Utsugi: Yes, I was able to listen to it earlier. It felt like the advent of a godlike song.

Shiro Utsugi: Natsume-san, I don’t think I can convey what I feel through spoken words alone, so I will prepare a 10,000 word report later.

Minami Natsume: Fufu, thank you very much.

Shiro Utsugi: Now that the new song is finished, there is somebody I would like to introduce to you all.

Haruka Isumi: Somebody you want to introduce to us….?

Chapter 12.2:

Touma Inumaru: Is that person here right now?

Shiro Utsugi: No, they said they wished to greet you all through a video call. Let me just set up the laptop first.

Minami Natsume: What is this person like…?

Shiro Utsugi: Ah, please wait a moment… it’s connected to these headphones right now, so before I switch to the speakers, let me just check with them once again.

Shiro Utsugi: [On the call] Hello? Did you decide on your character?

Haruka Isumi: … “Decide on your character”….?

Shiro Utsugi: [On the call] Anything’s fine. Huh? Ah… ughhh, what a pain. Okay, fine, I got it.

Touma Inumaru: He’s totally snubbing this person….

Shiro Utsugi: Thank you for your patience! Allow me to introduce you to a highly-respected world-class event artist.

Torao Mido: Uh, that didn’t really sound like how one would speak to a highly-respected world-class artist…

Minami Natsume: What is their name?

Shiro Utsugi: Ah, that’s right… please wait a moment.

Shiro Utsugi: [On the call] What’re you gonna do? Which one are you going with? Did you decide already?

Touma Inumaru: We can hear you asking them that, though…

Haruka Isumi: This manager’s introducing us to a really shady person……

Shiro Utsugi: Thank you for your patience! His name is Mr. Moonlight Ichiro.

Minami Natsume: Mr. Moonlight Ichiro….

Torao Mido: Have you heard of him before?

Minami Natsume: Unfortunately, I have no idea who he is either…

Shiro Utsugi: Then, I will be switching to the speakers now. I apologize, but there will be a mosaic filter on his face.

Touma Inumaru: Why!? SERIOUSLY, why!?

Shiro Utsugi: We’re starting now~

- Beep -

Haruka Isumi: Oh! It started…

Torao Mido: Can he hear us already?

Minami Natsume: It would appear so…... Nice to meet you, Mr. Moonlight Ichiro. I’m ZOOL’s Minami Natsume.

Moonlight Ichiro: Yes… Nice to meet you.

Moonlight Ichiro: I am Moonlight Ichiro.

Touma Inumaru: [Internally] … Ryo-san….?

Haruka Isumi: [Internally] … Isn’t that Ryo-san…?

Torao Mido: [Internally] … Is that Ryo-san…?

Minami Natsume: [Internally] … Is that not Ryo-san….?

Moonlight Ichiro: Right then, without further ado, before you compete at the New Black or White, I would like to offer you all some advice.

Touma Inumaru: Now hold on a second… you’re Ryo-san, aren’t you?

Moonlight Ichiro: I am not.

Haruka Isumi: You’re Ryo Tsukumo, right?

Moonlight Ichiro: I am Moonlight Jiro.

Torao Mido: The more I listen to your voice, the more it sounds just like Ryo-san’s though… Also, did you just say “Jiro”?

Moonlight Ichiro: Tch… See? What did I tell you, Shiro? Come on, do it quickly.

Shiro Utsugi: Hold on, I’ll try to do it now…..

Minami Natsume: What are you setting up on the laptop, Utsugi-san….?

Shiro Utsugi: I apologize; it might become a bit harder to hear his voice, but... ah, it's finally done!

Moonlight Ichiro: [With a voice changer] Yes. I’m Moonlight Ichiro.

Touma Inumaru: Oh, never mind, it’s different from Ryo-san’s voice…… AS IF WE’D THINK THAT!

Haruka Isumi: Now you’re just blatantly using a voice changer! Come on, you’re Ryo-san, aren’t you!?

Moonlight Ichiro: I am not.

Torao Mido: It IS you! Utsugi-san, get rid of that mosaic filter on his face.

Shiro Utsugi: Is it okay if I do, Ryo-kun?

Moonlight Ichiro: Of course it’s not okay, idiot!

Minami Natsume: He’s even calling him “Ryo-kun” now…

Moonlight Ichiro: Moving on, I’ll give you some valuable advice that you’ll be grateful for, so listen to what I say carefully.

Touma Inumaru: This takes me back, Ryo-san! Have you been well?

Moonlight Ichiro: I haven’t. I mean, this is our first meeting.

Haruka Isumi: Did you watch “BLAST”?

Moonlight Ichiro: I did! That final episode was no good.

Torao Mido: It was good though?! I did that jump myself, you know!

Moonlight Ichiro: Oh, I know. I read it in the magazine.

Minami Natsume: Would you like to listen to the new song?

Moonlight Ichiro: It’s done already?! The one for the New Black or White?

Minami Natsume: Yes.

Moonlight Ichiro: Okay, just send me the file.

Shiro Utsugi: Ryo-kun. Are we done with the whole “Mr. Moonlight” act now, then?

Moonlight Ichiro: Don’t call it an “act”! Everything’s ruined now because of you.

Shiro Utsugi: Nothing’s ruined yet. If you forcibly continue the act, you might still be able to succeed.

Moonlight Ichiro: Really?

Shiro Utsugi: Maybe?

Haruka Isumi: I’m telling you, it’s not possible. Utsugi-san, do you think we’re stupid?

Shiro Utsugi: Oh, no, I wouldn’t dare to think that.

Haruka Isumi: The person on the other side of the screen is Ryo-san, right?

Shiro Utsugi: Huh……..?

Haruka Isumi: A grown man like you shouldn’t be tilting your head to the side and playing dumb like that!

Minami Natsume: Oh well, I think it’s alright. So, then, Mr. Moonlight, what kind of advice do you have for us exactly?

Minami Natsume: We are no longer going to be dictated by the will of others.

Moonlight Ichiro: Fu… so you’re able to say things like that now, huh.

Moonlight Ichiro: With the goal of triumphing at the New Black or White, I’ll give you some advice on organizing ZOOL’s mini-live.

Haruka Isumi: We don't need it! Don't attempt to involve yourself with us while you're still unwilling to drop the act!

Haruka Isumi: Say it properly. You’re Ryo-san, right? You want to be involved with us, right?

Moonlight Ichiro: …………..

Moonlight Ichiro: You’re wrong.

Haruka Isumi: Utsugi-san, cut the call!

Shiro Utsugi: Understood.

Moonlight Ichiro: Don’t understand him!

Haruka Isumi: See you then, Mosaic Man!

Torao Mido: Wait, wait, calm down! Isn’t this Moonlight thing good enough for now?

Haruka Isumi: You’re too lenient, Torao!

Torao Mido: I mean, I also just went through something similar with the whole, you know, not being able to properly express what I really wanted to do thing, or whatever, so…

Moonlight Ichiro: What the heck are you on about, idiot? I bet in reality, you nearly wet yourself during the action scenes and swapped with the stuntman at the last moment, didn’t you? Because, you know, you lack guts.

Torao Mido: ………………. Haha….….

Torao Mido: Utsugi-san, cut the call.

Shiro Utsugi: Right, I agree.

Moonlight Ichiro: Why are you agreeing with him?!

Shiro Utsugi: Ryo-kun. If you’re just going to mindlessly insult ZOOL, I’m going to cut the call. This is a really important time for them.

Shiro Utsugi: I only set this whole call up for you because you said you had something to say to them. If you don’t, I’m going to end it here.

Moonlight Ichiro: …… Fine. Remove the mosaic.

Shiro Utsugi: As you wish.

Moonlight Ichiro: It’s just as you all say. My true identity is, indeed, the one who scouted you four……..

Ryo Tsukumo: ….. Ryo Tsukumo.

Touma Inumaru: Hm…? Did the blur on the screen just get stronger?

Minami Natsume: Utsugi-san, what did you press?

Shiro Utsugi: Oh? That’s strange……

Ryo Tsukumo: I have my own proper reasons for not revealing my true identity to you four right away. You see, I’m purely in the position of watching over--

Haruka Isumi: Wai- Ryo-san, can we hold off on the serious talk until this gets fixed? It's starting to feel like a police investigation with that mosaic over your face.

Ryo Tsukumo: What…. Hey, what are you doing? This is an important moment, damn it!

Shiro Utsugi: Uh. Hey, Ryo-kun. What did you mess with when we played that game a while back using our faces?

Ryo Tsukumo: The app we downloaded. Isn’t that obvious?

Minami Natsume: These old men with plenty of time on their hands… they spend quite the pleasant time playing with each other, apparently.

Haruka Isumi: So you can still play those kinds of games even after you become an adult… I feel kinda relieved now.

Touma Inumaru: I'm surprised they actually seem to get along pretty well...

Shiro Utsugi: Oh we don’t get along. But I suppose you could say we're sort of like childhood friends, so I’ve been looking after him for a long time now.

Ryo Tsukumo: I’m the one who’s been looking after you. You’re from a commoner family, after all.

Shiro Utsugi: No, I’m the one. You were hated by your family, weren’t you? Ah, it’s finally fixed.

Ryo Tsukumo: [Now normal] Hello there. It’s been a while.

Touma Inumaru: Long time no see. You could’ve just contacted us instead of going about it in such a roundabout way!

Ryo Tsukumo: I was busy.

Minami Natsume: So you haven’t met with Momo-san either? I thought he was a good friend of yours.

Ryo Tsukumo: He isn’t, so I didn’t meet him. But, well, I suppose I can drop by to console him after the New Black or White ends.

Haruka Isumi: Console him? Why?

Ryo Tsukumo: Because ZOOL will be the ones to win, obviously.

Haruka Isumi: ….. Ryo-san….

Minami Natsume: You said that you have some advice for us, but what kind of advice is it?

Ryo Tsukumo: That, I will decide after this. First, tell me the setlist! Or are you going to refuse because I’m an outsider?

Touma Inumaru: That’s only natural. You disappear like that and don’t even contact us a single time afterward…

Ryo Tsukumo: What? Are you mad or something?

Touma Inumaru: I am.

Ryo Tsukumo: ……….

Touma Inumaru: It might not be that I’m actually angry. There are things I’m grateful to you for as well, and despite everything, I can’t really hate you.

Touma Inumaru: But as ZOOL’s leader, I absolutely cannot allow people that I think might hurt these guys to get close to them.

Touma Inumaru: That’s also why I think Utsugi-san called you an outsider too. So, which one are you?

Touma Inumaru: Will you support us and help in realizing this dream alongside us, or are you just here on a whim to pick on us?

Touma Inumaru: Answer us properly…… We already know that you covered for us and disappeared alone to protect ZOOL.

Touma Inumaru: Will you hold our hand once again, properly this time? Please tell us.

Ryo Tsukumo: …………..

Ryo Tsukumo: You four really are idiots.… After I used you so much, you really thought I was protecting you?

Ryo Tsukumo: And on top of that, you want me to hold your hands? You all are idols selling your images, aren’t you? You really are feeble-minded and foolish.

Ryo Tsukumo: I was feeling bored so I thought I’d prick and play with you for a bit, but I’m over it now. My real identity got exposed anyway.

Ryo Tsukumo: That’s the end of that. Shiro, you can cut the call now.

Haruka Isumi: The real idiot is you. Stuuupid.

Ryo Tsukumo: What?

Torao Mido: That really was nonsensical. Utsugi-san, pass me the laptop.

Shiro Utsugi: Here you go.

Ryo Tsukumo: What are you doing? Hey, I can only see Torao’s face in this spot.

Torao Mido: Aren’t you lucky then? You guys, this is fine, right?

Touma Inumaru: Yeah.

Minami Natsume: I don’t mind.

Ryo Tsukumo: What are you secretly whispering about?

Torao Mido: There, I just sent it to you. The setlist. Although it’s not final yet.

Ryo Tsukumo: … Hmm……

Touma Inumaru: We’re thinking about this earnestly and working hard on it in our own way.

Touma Inumaru: If you have any advice, we’d like to hear it. But… I ask that you don’t thoughtlessly try to hurt us.

Touma Inumaru: If we’re affected by your words and can’t give our absolute best during our performance because of that, that would be the worst.

Touma Inumaru: You not liking us even a bit... we don't believe that anymore, Ryo-san.

Minami Natsume: But it’s also true that you left our side without saying a word to us.

Minami Natsume: The present us need someone who may not necessarily love us but is willing to take responsibility for us…..

Minami Natsume: Rather than someone who loves us but is not willing to take responsibility.

Shiro Utsugi: Why are you looking at me? I truly do love you all.

Minami Natsume: If you’re going to be considerate towards our feelings, then let’s play together again sometime.

Minami Natsume: Being an idol is the game Ryo-san taught us— it’s the greatest game in this world.

Ryo Tsukumo: ……………

Haruka Isumi: It's okay, right? You’ll come to cheer us on, won’t you?

Haruka Isumi: I know that you came to watch us last year. I saw you from the stage at last year’s Black or White.

Ryo Tsukumo: …………… Fu……..

Ryo Tsukumo: As if I would cheer for you. I don’t even like idols in the first place.

Ryo Tsukumo: … But, maybe every once in a while, Moonlight Ichiro might make some favorable comments towards you all.

Torao Mido: You’re still going to continue with that character despite failing as hard as you did?

Touma Inumaru: Alright, we got it. In that case, this marks our farewell with you.

Touma Inumaru: But I'm glad we got to see you doing well.

Ryo Tsukumo: Mmm… likewise.

Minami Natsume: Please contact us whenever you feel like it.

Torao Mido: Come to see us, alright? On the day of the event too.

Ryo Tsukumo: If I have the time, maybe.

Haruka Isumi: Cheer us on.

Ryo Tsukumo: Do your best.

Haruka Isumi: ……………

Ryo Tsukumo: … Break a leg.

Haruka Isumi: …. Yeah. Thanks.

Ryo Tsukumo: Haha…….. Shiro, that’s enough. End the call now.

Shiro Utsugi: Understood.

- Beep -

Shiro Utsugi: I disconnected the call. I apologize for taking up your time during such a busy period.

ZOOL: ……………

Touma Inumaru: We’re idols, so… it would be nice if someday we could make Ryo-san happy, too.

Torao Mido: Yeah…..

Shiro Utsugi: You all really are very kind...… hm?

- Phone ringing -

Minami Natsume: There’s an incoming call again…. Is it alright if I pick up?

Shiro Utsugi: Go ahead.

- Beep -

Minami Natsume: Hello, who is this?

Moonlight Ichiro: Hello, this is Moonlight Ichiro speaking!

Minami Natsume: ……….

Haruka Isumi: You're surprisingly quick at changing gears, Ryo-san….

The End.

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