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mphountitled · 4 months

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Req - Something about Shotaro? Oh my god anything, your writing is just so????;!!;?$3

Maybe some smut on the toxic-ish side about how he appeals to be a loving boyfriend to your friends but behind closed doors he’s a lot more intimidating/manipulative, but you’re still just so weak for him (maybe even more so because of it???) and just can’t control yourself around him. Idk, I’m literally clueless but I just know I need that immaculate brain of yours combined with Taro!!!

Much love, and Happy New Year!!!

A/n: I'm not gonna lie... This took a good chunk of my sanity trying to write, I can only hope that you like it. Also happy new yearrr

𝗣𝗶𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁

Osaki Shotaro x Fem!Reader

Summary: Shotaro is your golden retriever boyfriend... until he isn't

Warnings: Language, Established Relationship, Jealousy, Best friend!Sohee, Possessiveness, Slight Dark fic, Toxic!Relationship, Manipulation, Smut (+18) Dom!Shotaro, Fingering, Grinding, Choking, Teasing

Your shoulders are as rigid as two metal cinder blocks, keeping your head from rolling off onto the floor. Barbed wires twist with anxiety in the pit of your stomach because you know, despite the sunshine disposition, despite the smile, despite the glassy doe eyes, Shotaro is pissed, and he definitely wants you to know about it.

“I swear on my unborn child,” Sohee, your best friend (your best guy friend) exclaims over a mouthful of ramen, “Yours is the only man I'd ever let cook for me. The rest of the male population can choke.”

While Shotaro basks in Sohee's praises with a modest sunshine smile, you sigh under the pressure of your boyfriend's grip on your thigh as you swiftly say, “You're quite literally a member of said male population-”

Sohee lowers his chopsticks before assuming a vaguely threatening stance with his cheeks round and stuffed. “Begrudgingly,” he says, “Not by choice.” You do not laugh but you try to.

Sohee bounces up and down in his seat, seemingly oblivious to your nervousness and Shotaro's skillfully hidden vexation.

“This is why I needed you two to end up together.” Says Sohee, swinging his head towards you. “My Golden Retriever best friend,” he swings his head towards Shotaro, “And my Golden Retriever coworker-”

“It's getting late, Sohee-” Shotaro's voice is calm and his head is still tilted as he says, “Should I call your uber?” You gulp silently as Shotaro's hand rubs up and down your thigh in a dizzying motion.

“Not very Golden Retriever of you,” Sohee grumbles before slurping down the last of his soup, “But that's okay because you're perfect in everything else-”

“Are you trying to steal my boyfriend, Sohee?” You hope cracking a joke might alleviate some of the one sided tension only you seem to be aware of.

Despite the smile, Shotaro is having a very difficult time remaining patient, especially because he had plans. Before Sohee had hijacked your attention, Shotaro would venture to say that he was actually somewhat happy at the start of the evening… before he found himself sharing your time with your over exuberant best friend.

There was a lively, almost vibrant pep in his step when he got off work, despite the tiredness in his muscles. As Shotaro made his way down the corridor towards your apartment door, his head was bowed with his eyes glued on his phone.

Your whimpers resounded in the clarity of his headphones. He watched you cum around his fingers, absolutely transfixed- so transfixed he almost doesn't recognize movement in his periphery right when he reaches your front door.

Far too swiftly, Shotaro plastered a smile on his face as he paused the video, dropped his phone into his pocket and lowered his headphones before bowing to your elderly next door neighbour.

He muttered a polite “안녕하세요,” in greeting, and the tiny old woman responded just as amicably.

She, as well as every other person in your life is absolutely floored by his politeness.

“What a nice young man,” she said, as she continued her way down the corridor, leaving Shotaro chuckling to himself because the thoughts he was having were certainly kilometres off on what a nice young man should be thinking.

He could not help that he had been thinking about you the whole day. Not even just sexually. (Although he did miss your body terribly. Shotaro was absolutely obsessed with the way it worked: You were always so unmistakably pliant for him. Like clay). Even simply being this close to your space made his heart overblown with satisfaction. Your house had always been somewhat of a safety enclosure for him. His own little piece of peace away from the outside world.

As he inserted the password and turned the knob, Shotaro imagined how you'd be waiting for him after work by the door like you usually did. Swimming in his oversized shirt as you stood with your arms opened wide.

None of those things happened.

Shotaro trudged into your house, sweaty and physically defeated from another day of exerting himself with rigorous routine. The thought of melting into your arms had been the only thing keeping him vaguely upright, when all he wanted to do was collapse on a pile on the floor.

As he proceeded to kick his sneakers off at the door, Shotaro’s brain nearly short circuitrd at the sight of you standing before him… fully dressed.

Not for any reason beside the fact that he had hoped to find you dressed comfortably enough to touch each other while you both cuddled lazily on the couch.

He was not being unreasonable in his expectations.

“Are we supposed to be going somewhere?” Shotaro asked quizzically with his doe eyes widened in cute curiosity. He eyed your halter neck and maxi skirt with much discontent.

“Oh good! You're home! I actually have something to-” Before the words could escape your mouth, he immediately enclosed you in a hug that you drowned in.

“Missed you so much,” he murmured before splaying various sloppy kisses on the side of your face, “Couldn't stop thinking about you the whole day… your face-” A kiss, “Your mouth-” another kiss, “your boobs-”

“Taro, I have to tell you som-”

“God, I hate people!” he exclaimed above you with his arms falling to your hips.

“I shouldn't have to remind you that I count as people.” You jest in vague nervousness.

“When I say I hate people, never ever, do I mean you,” he whispered above you before patting your head down as if you were, less his human girlfriend and more something that went about its life on four legs.

“Do I count as people?”

Your shoulders stiffened and Shotaro's arms grew rigid as his head snapped up to look at your best friend- his co-worker.

Sohee makes his introduction behind you in the same outfit Shotaro saw him in at dance practice and he waved lightly.

Shotaro's shoulders sag infinitesimally but that smile on his face is all too permanent.

Sohee spinned around before mumbling, “Also I'd appreciate it if you two didn't hump each other out in the open for my viewing pleasure.”

Instead of actually feeling compelled to eat you now sit idly at the dinner table, picking and prodding at the ramen Shotaro has prepared for you all.

Your boyfriend's irritation is subtle and you could definitely miss it in the brightness of his overall countenance.

“I mean, it's not that I don't wanna be in a relationship- it's just that, seeing you two has inspired me… I guess you could say?” If it weren't for Shotaro's hand on your thigh you might have actually listened to the countless praises he dotes on Shotaro.

Praises about how good of a man he is. How perfect he is. How absolutely wonderful he must be for being able to put up with you.

All through the dinner, Sohee talks and talks, and you sit with your fingers curled around the end of the table, trying to stop yourself from not reacting to your boyfriend’s minstritations.

It is only when the dinner ends, and Shotaro escorts Sohee to the door, that you finally feel the first real signs of anxiety begin to solidify in your gut.

You're trying your best to load the plates into the dishwasher with a steady hand when you feel a daunting presence behind you. Evading eye contact, you swiftly and succinctly say, “I'm sorry. He had no where else to go-”

“He has a house. Try again.”

You sigh, letting your eyes flutter shut at the coldness in his voice.

“He's my best friend, Shotaro,” you say with finality before straightening your spine and turning to face him. You’re both pressed on opposite ends of the kitchen. Both with your arms folded.

“I don't really like your friends.” He says.

“I don't think my friends should be your problem, is what I'm saying.” You clarify. “And anyway, I thought you’d like the fact that Sohee’s my friend.”

Shotaro Scoffs as he says, “I'd like it more if he didn't try to inject himself into our relationship, babe.” Shotaro's voice is incredibly calm, but his words are aimed like an arrow doused in poison, as he closes the distance between you two. Your attention is fixed on him as he lifts his hand to trace small lines on your exposed collar, and you nearly fight the urge to make your eyes flutter shut.

“Not to sound like a tired fucking cliche but, I'm just thinking about what's best for you-” That snaps you out of it.

“What's best for me or what's best for you?!" You exclaim before slapping his hand away.

If only you knew how badly that particular passive-aggressive action affected him. Shotaro crowds you against the counter as he pushes his front up against yours until he's quite literally peering down at you. You refuse to crane your neck back and look up at him.

He was being ridiculous.

“I'm not choosing between you or my friends, Taro-”

“You're so pretty, you know that?” His completey-out-of-left-field comment, especially layered with that sweet-as-honey voice of his, shoots straight to your core, and you grab the counter behind you for support. “And smart too,” he says, before trailing his hand down your arm, eliciting a trail of goosebumps in his wake. Shotaro’s touch is not only sensual, but its molten fucking lava and it nearly has you melting into a puddle on the floor.

“So I trust you to make your own decisions.” He says, nodding with cute finality before lifting your face up by your chin.

“Taro…” Your heart resorts to frenzy, and your head flies backward when Shotaro drifts his fingers past the seams of your maxi skirt. His are fingers- quite literally making their descent down your underwear while you remain too dumb to do anything but say: “I-I knew Sohee before I knew you.”

He only pushes up against you further, letting his hand grip the side of your neck. “You really think now is a good time to throw that in my face?” He asked with a tilt of his head and his hand now sliding over your cunt.

“You're not wet,” he whispers, “Why aren't you wet?” Before you're ever able able to answer, Shotaro drops to his knees before picking up the ends of your billowing skirt and disappearing underneath the fabric. A torrid gasp escapes your throat when his warm breath skates over your cunt and you're once again throwing your head back in absolute ecstasy.

He pokes his head up from underneath your skirt, cute smile on display while his fingers massage your aching clit. “You're always so wet for me, baby," he says with a childish frown, "What's the matter, huh?” He tilts his head again. “Is it your friend?”

He asks casually, as if his middle finger was not easing its way past your entrance … as if he his fingers were not already drenched in your arousal in less than a minute. “Fuck, Shotaro-”

“Is it because of him?” He continues to ask, now fully moving his fingers in and out of yoy while he remained on his knees- gaze never once wavering. “I'm sorry, bunny,” He says with faux concern, “I didn't know Sohee meant so much to you!”

“F-Fuck Taro-”

At the sound of his name, Shotaro's other hand grips your thigh, only opening your legs wider to split you all the way open against his fingers rough minstriations. He alternates between his middle and index. Sometimes splitting you open with both, until you were thoroughly bucking forward, to the pace that he had set and you were chasing your own orgasm furiously.

“You look like you're gonna cum for me, baby!” He exclaims with big bright eyes and a wide open smile. Equal parts adorable and completely fucking manic.

“Ask me to cum,” he whispers, still looking up at you like you were the best toy he could've ever hope to get. “I control your body. I control every part of you.” He says, “So ask me-”

“Please, Taro!- P-Please can I come?” Your hands have long ago found purchase in his blonde locks and you squeeze your eyes shut, bucking into him at a frenzied pace.

“Look at how pretty you are when you're following orders!” He exclaims as if you truly were a child. “So pretty,” he’s absolutely mesmerising, “My pretty girl gets to cum all over my fingers-”

You've already jumped off the cliff, letting your hips stutter as your eyes roll to the back of your head.

Shotaro's eyes appear almost pained by the sight in front of him. How easily you break for him. Whenever he wanted. You truly were in control of his entire being.

“G-God-” Your failed attempt at talking brings a wave of warmth over Shotaro's countenance, and he finds himself pleasantly satisfied once again. He lifts himself up to his full height.

“what a gorgeous girl,” he whispers before pushing his forehead against yours, “My gorgeous girl,” he murmurs before sliding his fingers - the fingers that were once inside you- past your trembling lips.

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slytherinshua · 2 months

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PIGGYBACK

genre. fluff. warnings. none. pairing. shotaro x fem!reader. wc. 700. request. no. a/n. i'm so tired of there being no taro fics like omg my baby deserves more 💔 but this time the taro bias is taroing 🫡

“But they’re sore!” Shotaro’s whines were almost incessant as you walked back home. You had assumed that your pro-dancer boyfriend would be more than fine to go on a hike with you given how nice the weather was. It would be a waste to just stay at home. The hike was mostly pleasant, but walking home was when he started complaining about how sore his legs felt.

“We’re almost there, you’ll be fine!” You continued to drag him, pulling his hand that clung quite tightly to yours as if it was the only thing keeping him from completely toppling over on himself.

“Just 1 piggyback ride? Please?” He tugged at your hand, digging his feet into the ground, determined to not walk any further.

You stopped and looked back at him skeptically, “You want me to carry you?”

He nodded eagerly, “I seriously can’t do another 20 minutes.”

“And you trust me to be able to carry you?” You asked. He just grinned at you and nodded his head, already making ways to get on your back.

It was hard to say no to him, even though you were unsure about the idea. You did feel a little bad about dragging him on the hike when he had told you his muscles were sore from dance practice. You let him hop on your back without another word of protest, adjusting to the feeling of his entire body weighing on you. It wasn’t quite as bad as you expected, and with him wrapping his arms securely around your shoulders, you continued walking.

“You know, you’re kind of childish sometimes.” You muttered, heaving Shotaro up a little when he started to slip.

“I know.” He giggled.

“You seem extremely happy about this situation, don’t you?” You huffed, feeling your arms start to ache slightly. You were more than halfway to home now, though. You would be able to make it.

“It’s comfortable.” He smiled, his voice coming out a little softer. He rested his head on your shoulder and let his eyes flutter closed. Though it was hard for you to look at him, you felt his body relax further, a sure signal of his tiredness that you knew all too well. Shotaro tended to have a lot of energy and then crash suddenly.

“It’s not even 2 o’clock, Taro. Don’t fall asleep yet.” You nudged him, walking up to the turn onto your street. You were relieved to be almost there. Shotaro looked light, but with the muscle he worked hard to build, he was heavier than he seemed. You were feeling the strain of carrying him for 20 minutes by now, but you didn’t have it in you to complain.

He mumbled sleepily about something that you didn’t quite catch. You wondered how someone who was so exuberant about getting a piggyback just a short time ago could be this drowsy now. You could already predict that he would want to nap with you once you reached home.

Shotaro was the type to get clingier the more he clung, and you had learned to keep your hugs short unless you wanted them to turn into long cuddling sessions. Since a piggyback ride was basically Taro hugging you like a koala from behind, it was almost inevitable that he would complain about being separated from you again.

Once you opened the door to your house, Shotaro slipped off your back easily. As soon as you both had discarded your coats and shoes he was already dragging you up the stairs, flopping on the bed as soon as possible, pulling you so that you landed on top of him a second later.

You laughed at how eager he was to sleep, closing his eyes as soon as his body hit the mattress; but lying on top of Shotaro was one of the most comfortable places in the world, and within a couple of minutes you could feel yourself getting drowsy as well. Shotaro hugged you tightly, ensuring that you stayed as close to him as possible. He was asleep within minutes, leaving you to listen to his steady heartbeat and soft breathing as they lulled you to your dreams as well.

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gyuvision · 4 months

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ur so good at writing pookie i love that u can turn anything into a rlly good plot and well thought out ask like i just love seeing ur posts so im here to bother u 😜😜

can u PLEASEEE spare some shotaro thoughts,, there's not enough abt him on here 💔

- lunicho

UR SO NICE LIKE WHAT IF I CRY?? ur so motivating!!

shotaro who teaches you his choreography whenever he notices youre bored and prob brushes off the little mistakes bc he knows youre just having fun

shotaro who checks you out when he thinks you arent looking (but wouldnt even care if you were).. he js wants to make sure his pretty girl knows how beautiful she is

shotaro who lets you grind lazily on his thigh when youre needy but hes too tired from work. even if he doesnt have the energy he’d never leave you unsatisfied. the little groans he’d let out when your knee rubs against him??

shotaro who lwk wouldnt mind being a pillow princess every once in a while.. he likes asserting dominance (HELP IDK HOW ELSE TO WORD IT) over you but he loves being taken care of too even if it isnt that often

#gyuvision #gyuvision - riize #riris inbox <3 #riize smut #riize x reader #shotaro imagines #shotaro smut #shotaro x reader #riize imagines #osaki shotaro x reader #riize fluff

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sminiac · 6 months

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Shotaro’s so cute man, he has me in a headlock.

Like imagine him having a crush on you? Is so giggly and shy, subtly trying to impress you whenever he has the chance, buys you little gifts like keychains, cute hair clips, phone charms, dainty pieces of jewelry just because “It reminded me of you.” Acts so nonchalant about it at first, but he’s silently losing his shit whenever you post a picture and you’re wearing something he’s given to you, he’s so “Yeahhh, that’s my girl, but not officially, but still my girl.”

He’s always sharing whatever he has with you, remembers your drink orders even if they change every other week, thinks he’s so sly pulling a “I’ve never tried that before actually, is it good?” Just so he can get a sip.

The two of you getting teased by his members😞 doesn’t really show any signs of hating or loving it when he’s in front of you but when he’s getting ready for sleep he’s tossing and turning thinking about what was being said, the way you reacted, how you certainly looked like you didn’t hate it too.

Eventually he’s loud about his feelings for you, wants you to know that you’re the only one he’s thinking about at the end of the day, loves seeing how shy you get whenever he’s being open about liking you.

Ugh he’s so cutie patootie his laugh has me melting, he’s so “Kiss on My List” By Hall & Oates, tell me you agree rn.

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nqctar · 3 months

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going crazy bc i can't stop thinking of cg!shotaro taking care of a sick baby :((( they both want cuddles but !!! sick !!!

AWW

cg!shotaro would be so sad if he couldn't cuddle with his baby because they're sick :( he would do everything to make you feel comfortable, but all you wanted was him to hold you! he'd pout and say "not now baby. if i get sick too, who's gonna make sure you get better?"

he'd bring you all of your stuffies and colouring books to try and keep your mind busy but all you wanted was cuddles! and shotaro did too, he would NEVER refuse to hold his baby.

shotaro would sit with you, like if you were laying down on the sofa, and read you a story from one of your books while you drift off to sleep. & while you were sleeping he'd whisper sweet things!! "i hope you feel better soon, little one." he'd probably get a bit teary eyed too. he hates seeing his baby sick.

if you were feeling well enough to play he'd have a tea party with you and your stuffies!! but this time it's you sassing him about the tea getting too cold, or the "service" being too slow. shotaro thinks it's hilarious by the way.

he'd baby you soooooo much while you're sick and promise to give you EXTRA cuddles when you're better. shotaro would also buy you more stuffies !! he'd come home holding like six of them with the biggest smile ever on his face. "look what i brought you!" & you'd feel so loved and cared for !!

...and when you started feeling better he'd literally never let you out of his arms. like you're stuck there forever. but you don't complain because you missed being held by him so much :(

yet another concept i'm 100% gonna write a full imagine for sometime soon :D

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uwoo97s · 1 year

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I’LL PUT A SPELL ON YOU ..

witchboy(?)shotaro ! (poc) florist reader

yandere themes (obsession) , jealousy , delulu taro , ft sungchan & jisung , ji & sung condoning shotaro’s behavior , a brief mentions of chenle , incorrect use of magic spells.

published date/221122

HE REMEMBERED LIKE IT WAS YESTERDAY — the first time he saw you. how elegant you looked, how pretty your voice sounded as you spoke nothing but soft words to him. oh how the male wished he could hear you speak to him with such tone for eternity.

but that was only in his deepest dreams, he’d be to shy too say anything of such to you out loud. hoping you could get a hint of his feelings through his gestures, which worked in a way(it didn’t.) ? well, in his mind at least because now you were paying more attention to him.

smiling at him every time he walked into the small tavern of a flower shop, letting him receive a hug each time he brought you the flower tulips from down by the pond just a few miles. though you always instated on how he should leave the flowers for the animals, they would need them more than you anyways.

though he loved everytime you hugged him, he always made sure to hug back, hesitation never appearing from him. he’d nuzzle his face slightly in your hair, just to get a sniff of the lavender shampoo you used, it always made your hair smell so nice he really loved it. his hug would always lingering longer than yours, whenever you were ready to pull away, he only pulled you closer not wanting to let you spill from his grasp, which you though of as his friendly abundant nature.

but for him that wasn’t the case. he just didn’t want to let you go. afraid someone would steal you from him, even if you weren’t his. but in his head you were. he even had a whole future planned out for the both of you.

dreaming of you and him in a small cottage not to far from the village and castle, giving you a small garden so you could still do what you loved, and maybe even having a child or two running around and giggling filling the air. he just knew the both of you could, would be happy together.

“it’s completely bizarre! outrageous even! why in the hell would she choose to go out with him?” one could say shotaro was enraged, or in better terms jealous. he found it utterly stupid how you could choose that pathetic man, chenle over him. (though he wasn’t really pathetic, but shotaro just has a too big ego) the male found he was much more attractive and eye appealing than the local knight, he’d admit to that any-day without hesitation.

in your eyes you saw chenle for the charming man he is, (which isn’t in anyway or form a lie.) but for the witchboy, things were rather difficult some would say both knight and witch didn’t get along, that came too be odd and a shock for most local towns folk, including yourself when you’d first heard the news. which happened to be at this very second as sungchan was going on about shotaro , while jisung just stood beside him, nodding or shaking his head and letting small “mhm’s” and “uh-uh’s”. (that put you on edge a bit.)

“so you see.. that’s why our local witchboy seems so upset and hasn’t come to visit you (y/n)” Sungchan spoke aloud , as a ending to his little rant. part of you was still in shock the other, was starting to feel bad. if you’d known that before hand maybe things would’ve been different previously.

you hadn’t truly realized shotaro wasn’t fond of chenle. but now that you knew you really hoped he wouldn’t be too upset about the situation, hoping as your friend he would understand your feelings towards the charming knight.

“so.. i hope you can understand my feelings taro.. i wasn’t aware of your dislike towards chenle, honest!” and it was nothing but honesty as you spoke to him, you’re hands touching at the small flower in your hair. you were nervous, you didn’t know why. having never felt this way around shotaro but maybe it was the longing silence that filled the air after telling him how you felt.

“hm.. it’s okay (y/n)” he gave you a smile, though it wasn’t one showing off his pearly white teeth. it was a calm smile, a smile that also made you return one to him. after that he gave you a wave before walking off, making up a excuse lie , about having to be with jisung and sungchan for a quest.

when truly he was going back to his cottage home, to do much more. if he couldn’t get your love the hard way, then he’d just get it the easy way, and put a spell on you.

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lovetaroandtaemin · 1 month

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All I Wanted

Chapter 1: New Year, New Friends?

Osaki Shotaro x Reader

Word count: 939

Content warnings: None for this chapter.

Thank you so much to @wonbons for beta reading! Your feedback was incredibly helpful.

Fic is under the cut.

It was the first day of a new year, and you were filled with excitement. A new year meant you were one step closer to your degree. It meant you were one step closer to meeting your goals. It meant that you were making something of yourself just like you promised your parents you would.

As you walked into your statistics class, you made one more promise to yourself that you would be the best student you could be. It was a promise you made every year, but it never lost its weight. Every year you did everything to the absolute best of your ability. If your grades were anything to go by, it always paid off. You were certain this year would be no different.

As your professor, Ms. Kim, finished taking attendance, someone that looked like he had just rolled out of bed ran through the door.

“You’re late, Mr.- “

“Osaki. Shotaro Osaki.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Osaki. Now, please take a seat. And don’t make a habit of being late. It could cost you in this class.”

“I understand, and I apologize. It won’t happen again.”

He took a seat next to you, and you noticed that he was wearing a bright purple beanie that made his soft brown eyes and messy blonde hair pop. He asked you for your name.

“Uh, (Y/N). (Y/N) (L/N).”

“Shotaro Osaki,” he replied as he reached his hand out for you to shake. You took it and smiled. He smiled back, and you caught yourself smiling just a little bit bigger as a result. You turned to face your instructor and silently hoped the two of you would be friends.

The period began with a pre-test to determine what the class already knew. While some of your knowledge was a little bit shaky, you still remembered a lot of what you’d learned last year. Once you handed your test in, you noticed that Shotaro had already finished his.

After what felt like forever, Ms. Kim made an announcement. “All of you showed that you know a lot about the topics that we’ll be expanding on this year. I have no doubt that all of you will do well in my class.”

She handed back the pre-tests, and you and Shotaro compared scores. As you overheard other students discussing their scores, the two of you realized you had tied for the highest grades in the class. You smiled at him as you realized that despite seeming a bit scattered, he was clearly very intelligent. It also didn’t hurt that he was kind of cute.

Once your morning classes were done, you made your way to the cafeteria. You immediately spotted your best friend, Karina, and made your way toward where she sat. As the two of you ate, you discussed how your classes were going so far. Mostly, she talked about a cute guy in her music theory class. Seconds later, as if by magic, a guy with long, admittedly beautiful hair walked up behind her.

“Are you talking about me behind my back, beautiful?”

“Only good things,” Karina replied with a laugh. “Wonbin, this is (Y/N). (Y/N), this is Wonbin.”

“It’s nice to meet you,” Wonbin said. “I should have known that Karina’s best friend would be just as gorgeous as she is.”

“It’s nice to meet you too,” you replied with a small smile.

Karina invited Wonbin to sit with you, which you had no problem with. What you didn’t expect was for Shotaro to show up a few minutes later. This time, however, the purple beanie was gone, and his hair was much less messy. You had to admit that he looked good. He smiled when he saw you, and once again you felt the blush creep up your cheeks.

Wonbin took the liberty of continuing the conversation with another introduction.

“’Taro, this is Karina and her friend (Y/N). Girls, this is my best friend Shotaro.”

“(Y/N) and I have met, but it’s great to meet you, Karina.”

Karina smiled and said hello, and you gave a small wave. Shotaro took a seat next to Wonbin, and the four of you chatted until you needed to leave for your next class. As you walked away from the table, you turned back to look at Shotaro again. He waved and smiled, and you hoped again that you could get closer to him as the year went on.

Shotaro walked to his next class with Wonbin and asked him what he thought about you and Karina.”

“Well (Y/N) seems a little bit shy, but that could just be because we just met."

“Wait, did you already know Karina?"

“We met this morning in music theory. She’s incredibly passionate about music, and it shows whenever Mr. Choi picks her to answer a question.”

“You like her, don’t you?”

“I don’t know if I would say that yet, but I would really like to get to know her better. What about (Y/N)? How do the two of you know each other?”

“We’re in the same statistics class. We sat next to each other, and it was obvious immediately that she knew what she was doing. She’s absolutely stunning too.

“Just admit that you like her, dude.”

Shotaro responded by punching Wonbin in the arm and leaving for his next class. He knew it was too soon to say for sure if he liked you, but he also knew that you were beautiful and that he really wanted to be closer to you. Suddenly, he was very happy that he took his dad’s advice and chose to major in economics.

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limerensis · 3 months

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— Tu tiñendo su cabello. ⋆

genre fluff‎ ‎ 𖹭 warnig none ﹗ relation bestfriend shotaro x female reader

Habías llegado hace un rato a la casa de Shotaro, tu mejor amigo. Y ambos se encontraban en el baño de su casa, frente al espejo.

“Taro, esta es la primera vez que lo hago, así que no sé muy bien cómo.” Murmuraste mientras pasabas el pincel por su cabello. Él rio mientras miraba tu reflejo en en el espejo y como luchabas por alcanzar la coronilla de su cabeza.

“Déjame sentarme.” Sonrió mientras se giraba a mirarte. Le dejaste espacio y se sentó en la tapa del inodoro. “Ahora sí.” Asentiste y te pusiste manos a la obra, pintando los últimos mechones de cabello. Admiraste tu trabajo aún con el pincel en mano y sonreíste al verlo allí con una toalla sobre sus hombros y el cabello de un color distinto. No podías esperar a verlo con el cabello completamente seco. “Terminé.”

“¿Ves?, fue fácil. Gracias por ayudarme." Volvió a girarse y te sonrió ampliamente. Esos ojos que formaban media lunas hicieron que tu corazón se acelerara. ¿Otra vez este sentimiento?. Solo aclaraste tu garganta y comenzaste a limpiar el desastre de tintura en el lavamanos.

“Sí, no fue tan difícil, y no hay de qué. Además fue divertido. ” Volviste a sonreír mientras seguías haciendo lo tuyo. Miraste de reojo como se levantó. “Iré a servirme algo de refresco, ¿quieres?.” Preguntó antes de pasar por el marco de la puerta. Solo asentiste, terminando de limpiarte las manos y te sacaste con una toalla.

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Minutos después, la alarma del celular de Shotaro sonó, dándoles a saber que tenía que ir a lavar su cabello para sacar la tintura restante. “Bien, ahora vuelvo.” Se levantó del sillón en donde se encontraban y se dirigió al baño nuevamente. Asentiste en su dirección mientras tomabas de tu vaso, luego dirigiste tu mirada a la televisión, pero no estabas prestando atención realmente. Segundos después escuchaste la lluvia de la ducha.

Por alguna razón estabas muy nerviosa. Manos sudorosas, corazón latiendo con rapidez, tu pierna moviéndose de arriba a abajo con nerviosismo. Suspiraste y cerraste tus ojos, recostando tus cabeza en el respaldo del sillón. Y así estuviste un par de minutos, hasta que sentiste gotas frías caer sobre tu cara. Abriste tus ojos al instante, chocando con ese par de ojos oscuros y risueños. “¡Me asustaste!.” Levantaste tu cabeza del sillón con rapidez, tratando de alejarte de su cara, pero él fue más veloz y se apartó antes de que sus cabezas chocaran. Tú corazón latió con rapidez, tanto por el susto, como por su cercanía repentina. ¿Cómo no lo escuchaste?.

Rio mientras se sentaba en el sillón, pasando por encima de este para acomodarse. “¿En qué pensabas que te tomé por sorpresa?.” Preguntó ya a tu lado mientras te miraba. “Solo estaba descansan–” Por fin lo miraste bien y notaste su, ahora, cabello rubio. "Wow... Si que hice un buen trabajo." desordenaste su cabello con tu mano, causando que un par de gotas volaran por todos lados. Shotaro asintió.

“Si, voy a ir secarlo.” Comentó mostrándote la secadora (la cual no habías notado por estar mirando su rostro) en sus manos. “Si quieres puedo ayudarte.” Te ofreciste alejando tu mano de su cabeza y extendiéndola en su dirección.

“No tienes que hacerlo, ya suficiente que me hayas ayudado antes.” Negó con una sonrisa. “Está bien, quiero hacerlo por tí. Además mi trabajo como estilista no estará terminado si no seco el cabello de mi cliente.” Bromeaste.

Él asintió convencido y se paró del sillón, enchufando la secadora a la pared y acto seguido se sentó frente a ti, dándote la espalda. Tuviste que separar tus rodillas dándole espacio entre tus piernas, para que ambos estuvieran mas cómodos. Así que prendiste el aparato y comenzaste con tu tarea, pasando tus dedos suavemente por su cabellera para que cada mechón estuviera seco.

Podías sentir como su espalda vibraba con cada risa. “Me haces cosquillas.” Giró apenas su cabeza. “Ya casi termino.” Avisaste, secando la última sección. “Listo.” Dejaste la secadora en algún lugar del piso y lo miraste. Él se alejó de tus piernas y giró sobre sí, aún sentado en el piso, para mirarte a la cara. “Eres la mejor.” Levantó uno de sus pulgares y te sonrió. Acto seguido se puso sobre sus rodillas y se inclinó hacia tu cara, apoyando ambas manos en tus muslos para estabilizarse y plantó beso en tu mejilla. “Gracias.”

Lo miraste estupefacta por unos segundos y carraspeaste tu garganta, tratando de disipar cualquier pensamiento raro. Él no se movió de su lugar, se quedó allí, a escasos centímetros de tu cara, y solo te miraba con esa sonrisa suya, esperando a que dijeras o hicieras algo. ¿Qué era este ambiente?. Tragaste saliva y lo miraste tratando de sonar segura de ti misma “No hay de qué.” Tu voz sonó temblorosa. Él rio por tu cara completamente roja. Ahora burlándose un poco de ti, volvió a besarte, pero esta vez en los labios. Reaccionaste casi de inmediato. No te permitiste quedarte estática, así que acunaste su cara en ambas manos, correspondiendo a su beso.

Al separarse se miraron en silencio con una tonta sonrisa. “Sabes... voy a extrañar el castaño en tu pelo.” Comentaste mirando su, ahora, cabellera rubia. Él rio por tu repentino comentario.

“Oww.” Hizo un falso puchero antes de abalanzase sobre ti nuevamente.

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saturnznct · 1 year

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d-8; visiting family in japan | ost

➸ note; i’m sorry that this is terrible, wasnt feeling much inspiration today,,

➸ word count; 841 words

➸ saori; aged 9, sakura; aged 4, shichiro; aged 2

dadmas masterlist | nct masterlist (lnks will be added later)

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You hadn’t been back to Japan in quite some time. Shotaro had been offered so many amazing projects in Korea; comebacks, magazine shoots, TV appearances, and so on. You’d half expected him to be hard at work even over the Christmas period, but you were overjoyed when he announced that he had spoken to the company and had gotten the time off in order to spend time with your family.

‘You don’t have to take the time off for us,’ you say, ‘I know how much you love working in all of these projects.’

Shotaro smiles sadly, ‘well, the little ones won’t be little forever. They all still believe in Santa. I don’t want to let it slip away too fast, you know? They’ll be another awards show next year. So believe me when I say that I want to be here, with you.’

‘Okay,’ you close your eyes as he kisses your forehead.

‘I was thinking we could go back to Japan for the week. Visit family, spend Christmas there.’

‘Yeah, absolutely, I know the kids would love that. And I do miss being there.’

‘Great. I’ll arrange everything,’ he yawns, exhaustion from his schedule filled day finally sinking in.

‘You’re the best,’ you rest your own head in his neck, shutting your own eyes, ‘I’m so happy.’

‘I know, and good. That’s all I want.’

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A few weeks later, the three of you are on the plane to Japan. Naturally, the flight isn’t even that long, but Shotaro has made sure you have the most comfortable seats possible, to make things easier for you both.

‘Chiro, you have to sit down,’ you lift your son by the waist and sit him down, and attempting to buckle his seatbelt.

‘No,’ he squirms, leaving you unable to strap him in.

‘Shichiro, I’m serious, do you want to go and visit Grandma and Grandpa?’ Shotaro chimes in, sending Shichiro a stern look when he nods, ‘ok, well we won’t go anywhere unless you sit down. Once we’re flying you can. take your seatbelt off, but you have to be good, okay?’

Shichiro huffs but reluctantly complies. Thankfully Sakura and Saori are not fazed by the take-off preparations, completely focused on their shows on their seat’s television.

The flight is quick and thankfully quite uneventful, Shichiro’s bad mood makes him tired and he sleeps until you go through immigration. He sleeps in his car seat in the car ride to your second home in Kanegawa, with the driver that Shotaro had organised for you.

‘Feels so nice to be back,’ Shotaro comments as you enter the house, your belongings, photo frames, coats and shoes practically exactly as you left them.

‘I’ll go put this one down,’ you hold Shichiro in your arms, ‘he’s clearly compensating for sleep her missed out on last night.’

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‘Hello, hello!’ Shotaro’s mother answers the door, his father and siblings crowding behind her.

The three children rush forwards first, getting wrapped in a big hug by their grandmother.

‘Ah, I missed you babies,’ she cries, ‘it’s not the same when you’re in Korea.’

She looks up, acknowledging you and Shotaro.

‘Mum,’ Shotaro stumbles into his mother’s embrace as the kids move on to their uncles and Grandfather.

‘Ah, Y/N, come here,’ you happily accept her hug, ‘look, we’ve got everything all decorated for the children.’

‘She’s really gone all out this year,’ Shotaro’s father adds, ‘she was so excited to have everyone here.’

‘Ah, you didn’t have to mum,’ you start to protest.

‘No, no, it’s not every year I get to have my grandbabies here for Christmas,’ she gushes, ‘come on, I made lots of food!’

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‘Pretty lights!’ Sakura gasps at the sight of the multicoloured Christmas Tree, which is completely made up of LED lights.

The five of you had driven out to Lake Migayase, to go and see the massive Christmas Tree that was on display every year.

‘It’s so cool, right?’ Shotaro beams, Shichiro sat on his hip.

‘Yeah!’ Sakura jumps up and down in excitement, while Saori takes photos of the scene on her phone.

‘How are you feeling about the fireworks?’ you ask them, unsure of how the younger ones may react to the loud noises.

‘Are they pretty too?’ Sakura asks.

’Super pretty.’

Shotaro had brought ear defenders for the young Shichiro, while you knew Saori liked fireworks from seeing them at concerts.

’They’re going to start in a couple of minutes, so don’t be surprised, okay?’

‘Okay mummy/mommy.’

A few minutes later, the first firework erupts in the sky. Sakura and Saori both jump, but thankfully settle quickly and enjoy the fireworks.

At one point you look over to Shotaro and Shichiro, to make sure the toddler is relaxed. Shotaro looks up at the sky, equally as amazed as his son. They look so alike.

’Thank you for making the time off,’ you say later in the car, all three children asleep in the backseat behind you, ‘this has been the best Christmas we’ve had in a while.’

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yutahoes · 2 years

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Just a crush

pairing: dance teacher! ice cream man! Osaki Shotaro x dance student! Y/N word count: 2.2k words genre: fluff summary: A chance encounter only made your dance teacher much attractive in your eyes. warnings: none that I know of

for the Summer Jobs Collab Call hosted by @bangchan-fairy I’m sorry if this is super late

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The summer was scorching hot. The heat makes all the water in your body dry, making your body unable to move under the tremendous heat. You thought it was normal. Who would even survive a hot summer like this?

But maybe it's because of your age.

You aren't that old. But your little brother begs to differ. How come he had the overflowing energy under this heat? It also annoys you that you had to babysit him this summer season.

Instead of just staying in your air-conditioned room, reading romance books, and imagining your own romantic getaway on a tropical island, you have to come with your brother to the community playground and let him play or your mom would scold you.

It was super hot that five minutes from just sitting on the park bench had made you finish the water you brought. So this is how grilled meat feels like above the griller? You were sweating so hard that it feels like you just took a bath with how wet you felt. Should you go home now? But your brother would hate you. And you cannot leave him alone.

A bell ringing caught your attention and you stared at the source of sound where children are running to. An ice cream cart. Perfect in this summer heat. "Noona, let's go buy ice cream." Your brother called and you nodded. It's the only best thing he said this summer.

It does feel weird to be waiting in line in front of the ice cream cart and surrounded by small kids. You were tempted to ask your brother to just buy you ice cream when you caught sight of the person manning the cart. He looks just like Shotaro. Your eyes widened in surprise seeing the guy with moon-shaped eyes, wearing his cap backward. "What can I get you?" It is indeed Shotaro Osaki. He looked startled seeing you as well. "Oh, Y/N. You live in this area?"

Wait, he knows who you are?

“Noona, you know each other?” You had to nod and introduce the other as your dance teacher in the academy. “That’s so cool! The ice cream man is also your dance teacher.”

Shotaro giggled, his eyes forming crescent moons that made him so charmingly boyish. His persona is so different when he’s in the dance academy. Your brother introduced himself while the other guy started scooping ice cream into the cone. You’re not used to him being this chatty since he’s always serious while dancing. “Noona,” your brother called, which made you shake your head, breaking your trance. Shotaro was handing you a cone of ice cream while smiling.

You took out your wallet for the payment but he only shook his head. “It’s fine, Y/N. But this will be our little secret, okay?” You nodded, thanking him and promising that no one in your dance class would know. He smiled at the other kid, which is your cue to leave.

The interaction was so bizarre. It felt so confusing.

How can your serious dance teacher be the smiley ice cream man? Does Shotaro have a twin brother that you weren’t aware of? That’s the only logical reason why he had a three sixty degree change in personality.

When your eyes met in the dance studio, he gave you the same smile as he did in the playground. Your brother was right, the ice cream man is your dance teacher.

To be honest, there’s nothing wrong with that. From the other students, you heard that he lives alone in your country and that he’ll probably need all the money to survive alone. Hence, all these jobs. And selling ice cream in the middle of summer is just genius.

What’s weird is how you felt about this fact.

You cannot deny that you found Shotaro admirable the first time he introduced himself as your dance teacher. He’s not that old, probably just around the same age as you. But he already established himself as a great dancer. Watching him dance is like watching art. You were always enthralled by the way he made choreographies easily and his charismatic performances. Now, seeing him outside the dance academy with a friendly aura is making your heart tremble. You don’t know why his smile would make your knees weak. You didn’t know why you wished that only you could see this side of Shotaro.

“You like him, don’t you?" Your brother asked that made you whip your head in his direction. The two of you are on your way home, eating the ice creams Shotaro had given you for free, again. “You were blushing so hard when he gave you the ice cream cone.” You weren’t. It’s just the heat. “Noona, I think Shotaro hyung likes you too.”

You stopped in your tracks, the ice cream melting on your fingers, as you stared at your brother in surprise. "What?"

"He always gives you free stuff." he claimed then licked his ice cream. "It's a sure sign that he's into you."

Why is your brother saying those words? Is he that clueless about liking someone? Shotaro liking you? That's impossible.

Maybe it was the thought implanted by your brother in your mind that you have seen Shotaro in a different way. He seemed like he was shining on the dance floor and even if he was getting mad at the students, he still looked charming. Whenever he would greet you, with a smiling face, while buying ice cream, your heart would beat crazily in your chest. What is this conspiracy?

It felt weird seeing him. You cannot have these feelings growing for him when he's just being nice to everyone. Your feelings felt wrong so you decided to shrug it off. The decision to quit the dance academy, although you love dancing, came along with the decision of not coming with your brother to the park.

Your mother and brother were both surprised when you told them you wanted to stay home at first. "Did you and Shotaro hyung fight?" You shook your head, surprised at what your brother claimed. Your mom asked who Shotaro is and the younger nonchalantly exclaimed, "The guy noona likes."

"I do not!" But your mom was already giving you a knowing smile which made you pout. Is it really that obvious?

The air in your room feels cool, a complete contrast to the scorching heat outside. You spend days reading books and every time the lead male character does something romantic, you envision your dance teacher in your head. A satisfying movie scene in your head that you would quickly try to erase. That would be weird. So to distract yourself, you would just go outside your empty home to get something to eat. Ice cream is the best choice because of the heat. But it will just remind you of the ice cream vendor in the park.

Why does everything remind you of him? You need to distract yourself away from thoughts of Shotaro.

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The loud trendy sound of the club welcomed you as you entered the place where you were meeting your friend. It really is surprising that you agreed to meet her when you were so lazy going out. "You're the only dancer I know so I want you to assess my moves," she begged and you only smiled, nodding at her. How would she react if she finds out that you quit the dance academy? You can't also possibly say that the reason is your dance teacher because that will be weird.

A sigh escaped your lips. You were supposed to distract yourself, that's why you agreed to meet her. But why are you thinking about Shotaro again? In annoyance, you just drank the pink lemonade in one gulp. "Hey, calm down. You can't be drinking that much." Your eyes widened in surprise seeing Shotaro taking your now empty glass. He chuckled realizing what your drink is. "Sorry, I thought you were drinking alcohol."

What is he doing here? Why is he here? When your friend greeted him, you realized why. You didn't know that they belong to the same dance team. She asked why you knew 'Taro' and you quietly said that he's your dance teacher. "Before she quit the academy." Your friend looked surprised and you mouthed an apology to her.

The name of their dance crew was called to the stage and you clapped, shouting to cheer them on. Shotaro was placed in the middle and smiled your way before the lights turned off. Your heart kept beating in your ear. You weren’t even sure if it was because of the bass of the music or because of the main dancer’s charisma. Your eyes would always lock with Shotaro and he would smile, or occasionally smirk, making the heat come up your cheeks. Now, you are sure that you cannot shrug off these feelings anymore.

Once done with their performance, you excused yourself from your friend. You needed to get out of the club, breathe in fresh air and stay away from these feelings for Shotaro. Should you call for your mom to pick you up? Maybe you’ll just take the subway since it’s still early. Yes, maybe you can still think clearly while on your way home. “Y/N!” someone called and you turned to see the person you were running from. “It’s already dark. I’ll walk you home.”

What? “No, it’s fine. I’m taking the subway.”

“I’ll walk you to the subway.” You cannot say anything. How should you decline his offer? This is bad. You should make an excuse to be alone. “Are you alright?” You whipped your head in his direction, looking really curious at his question. Do you not look alright? “Are you uncomfortable with me?”

Quickly, you shook your head to refute his words. “I don’t.” Although you are. You hated how your heart kept beating so loud in your chest, how your cheeks were heating up when he moved to the dangerous side of the road. You felt like puking at the idea that you like Shotaro very much but he’s just a friendly guy who is nice to everyone. “Why would you think that?”

“I’m sorry. I just thought that maybe I was making you uncomfortable with my feelings.” Your eyes widened in surprise. His feelings? “I like you.” You blinked twice then even tried to mentally kick yourself. This must be a dream. Shotaro wouldn’t say those words in the middle of the crowded street. “You were always smiling in dance classes and I’ve seen how passionate you are when dancing. The first time I saw you with your brother in the park, with how caring you are even to the other kids, I thought you’re really charming.”

A heavy breath escaped your lungs. Wake up, Y/N! This dream is getting out of hand. “I was surprised when you quit the dance academy then you stopped going to the park.” He continued. Although you want to, you cannot stop him from spewing words that made the hope in your heart grow bigger. “When I asked your brother about it, he teased me saying that I have a huge crush on you.” You rolled your eyes, maybe you’ll kill your brother later. “But your mom also said that it’s obvious that I like you so I thought you also knew.” His voice became quiet as you gasped, “I’m sorry for burdening you with my feelings but I really like you, Y/N.”

The sight in front of you makes your heart clench in your chest. You were used to seeing a charismatic Shotaro whenever dancing and a boyish Shotaro whenever smiling with his snapback. But now, with his puppy eyes and two hands covering his face, he looked like a little boy. How cute! “For the record, I didn’t know about it.” You confessed then breathed heavily. “I also like you, Shotaro.”

His eyes became moon-shaped, lips curled up as a small giggle can be heard. So cute! “Then should we start again and let our feelings grow together, Y/N?” You nodded. Why is Shotaro so adorable?

“Do you want to get ice cream?”

He laughed while holding out his hand in front of you, palm up. You slipped your hands on his, fingers laced on each other. “Ice cream it is.” He claimed in his soft voice, squeezing your hand while pulling you closer to him. He stopped in his tracks which made you look at him, “Speaking of ice cream, I think I have to come clean as well.” You raised an eyebrow, curious at what he was going to say. “Selling ice cream is just an excuse to see you. I only have to do it the first time but when I saw you, I kept begging my friend if I could take over his job.”

You laughed wholeheartedly. Why is he getting cuter and cuter every second that you’re together? “You do have a huge crush on me, ice cream man.” He grinned, looking like a schoolboy.

From charismatic Shotaro. To boyish Shotaro. Cutie Shotaro. Ice Cream Man Shotaro. And now, schoolboy Shotaro. You wondered how many personalities of Shotaro can you discover while dating him.

You squeezed his hand, moving closer to him. Well, you’ll just have to find out.

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vex91 · 4 months

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RIIZE Masterlist

(f) - fluff, (a) - angst, (af) - angst + fluff (s) - smut

Osaki Shotaro:

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Jung Sungchan:

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Park Wonbin:

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Hong Seunghan:

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Lee Sohee:

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aenuki · 4 months

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jealous bf texts!

group riize genre fluff 、suggestive cw mentions of making out/hickeys requested no

author note first post yayayay.. hopefully u enjoyed! feel free to send in text reqs or just a fun lil ask ><

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slytherinshua · 9 days

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ROMEO AND JULIET

genre. ballet au. fluff and a lil drama. warnings. shotaro has a bit of an annoying ex. reader has hair long enough to put in a bun. ballet terminology that you may or may not understand sry </3. pairing. professional ballet dancer!shotaro x professional ballet dancer!reader. wc. 2k. request. no. a/n. i had a lot of fun writing this since i used to dance as well, tho the drama i added was a bit unnecessary. i kinda didn't want to lean into the toxic ballet environment stereotype cause honestly it's just not true?? but anything the get the wc up 😭😭😭

You could feel Shotaro’s hot breath on your neck as he set you back down from the lift, waiting for you to catch your balance for the arabesque before he let go and you did your final sequence of pirouettes to end the first pas de deux. Romeo and Juliet was one of your favourite ballets to perform, but god was it tiring. You could feel your legs and feet screaming for rest, but you prepared for the turn sequence nonetheless, knowing you had no time to rest.

Your body went into autopilot as usual, and you pushed up onto relevé for the fouettés, ignoring all your body’s signs for rest. You felt Shotaro’s hands come back to your waist after the 5th turn, holding you steady for the last 3. You ended as gracefully as you started, with a practiced smile before the music ended and you were able to relax finally.

You heaved in a few breaths, Shotaro doing the same next to you. He gave your shoulder a quick squeeze, something that would go unnoticed if you weren’t looking for it.

You listened to the director’s few corrections and praises before making your way off stage and into your private dressing room. It was the first stage rehearsal before shows started tomorrow. There was a full week of night time showings and 2 afternoon ones as well. At least you would be getting a good pay check for this season.

You had just finished changing into your regular clothes when you heard the familiar knock on the door and sighed in relief. Shotaro opened the door slowly, smiling at you fondly through the mirror. He had already changed as well, and splashed water on his face and hair to cool off, it seemed. He was always faster than you were. He came up behind you, draping his arms over your chair and around your chest, chin rested on your shoulder.

“Tired?” You asked him, reaching to take out the bobby pins in your hair. He nodded and nestled further into your neck. You scratched his head gently on your way to get another bobby pin, and he sighed.

“So tired. I shouldn’t have signed up for those early morning classes tomorrow. I’ll barely have time to sleep tonight, and then the first show is tomorrow.” He complained. You were about to respond when you heard a knock on the door and straightened. Shotaro quickly jumped back a safe distance from you, crossing his arms in front of him and leaning on the wall. You were both used to the routine of hiding your relationship at all costs.

Your heart sank when you realized it was Haeun, your main understudy for the show. Your life when you joined the ballet company had been fairly easy and drama free, until you somehow got on her bad side. You were always competing for the main roles in shows, and you hated the pressure. You had worked extra hard to earn the role of Juliet in this ballet particularly, since you knew Shotaro would already be cast for Romeo.

It was a romantic ballet, and there were quite a few kisses on stage for the purpose of the story. Of course you knew it was all acting even if he had to kiss someone else, but you really didn’t want it to be Haeun. She seemed less than pleased that she only got understudy for Juliet, and kept bothering you every day after rehearsals were over.

She looked shocked as soon as she saw that Shotaro was in your dressing room as well. You hoped she wouldn’t mention it, but, of course, she did.

“Osaki. I didn’t expect to find you in here as well.” She gave a forced smile that you saw through the mirror.

“I was just talking to Y/n about some details for the pas de deux.” He said smoothly, diverting any suspicion. “She was amazing during rehearsals, don’t you think? So perfect for the role of Juliet.” He smiled adorably, looking at you fondly. Haeun looked less than happy about him praising you.

There was a moment of silence, and you were sure she was about to protest Shotaro’s words, probably making up some criticism about you dancing badly during rehearsals. You knew you hadn’t. Shotaro was right; you had danced near perfectly. Haeun always pulled something out of thin air just to degrade you. You had learned to not listen to anything that came out of her mouth, but you were slightly worried with Shotaro still in the room.

She seemed deterred from saying her usual rude remarks when Shotaro was there to hear them as well. She agreed quietly before leaving the dressing room. You felt some weight lifted off your chest as your boyfriend closed the door again. You rested your forehead against the desk of the vanity, hoping that that was the last time you had to worry about Haeun bothering you before the fight for main roles in Alice in Wonderland.

“What was that about?” Shotaro asked curiously, quirking a brow at you through the mirror.

“She usually comes to bother me after class, rehearsal, shows— really any chance she gets. I guess it’s entertaining for her.” You shook your head, grabbing your hair brush as you pulled the bun net off your hair and let it fall free.

“She’s not very nice.” Shotaro said quietly, taking the brush from your hand and running it gently through your hair for you.

“I know. I don’t mind that much anymore. Don’t worry, okay?” You smiled at him through the mirror, adoring his shiny eyes and button nose as he beamed back at you.

“All done.” He kissed your temple. “Let’s grab food on the way back.”

You packed up quickly and followed Shotaro out of the building, carefully making sure you didn’t hold his hand until you were 2 blocks away from the theatre. At this point, you weren’t even worried about the company finding out about your relationship, but you were sure if Haeun got word of it, she wouldn’t let it go.

You nudged your boyfriend’s shoulder, “Taro.” He hummed, happily accepting one of your earbuds that you were offering. You turned on his favourite playlist and walked hand-in-hand to a good Japanese restaurant.

The show was going absolutely perfect— if you ignored how Haeun glared at you backstage. You weren’t sure why she was making so much effort today of all days. She had her own roles in the ballet to focus on, and you wished for once she would focus on being as professional as possible instead of picking a fight with you.

It was during the first intermission that she finally spoke to you. You had just gotten off stage after your scene with Shotaro; Romeo and Juliet had professed their love for one another. You had a longer break than just the 20 minute intermission, as you wouldn’t be needed on stage until after the first scene of Act 2. Haeun seemed eager to take a hold of this break. She quickly found you in your dressing room after you had slipped into your stage outfit for Act 2.

“I knew you were always brazen, but you’ve certainly outdone yourself this time, haven’t you?” She snapped.

“Haeun, what are you mad about this time? Now is not the time to bring up some petty complaint-” You got cut off by her before you could finish.

“Petty? Don’t you think that’s a bit hypocritical coming from your mouth? There’s nothing pettier than dating just to get back at me. You thought it would affect me, didn’t you? Well, it didn’t. You can stop the act now.” She sneered, and you were half certain she was critically insane at this point.

“What are you talking about? I’ve never done something like that.” You probably shouldn’t have engaged in the conversation in the first place. It was smarter to ignore her and not give her the attention she wanted, but you were genuinely bewildered as to what she was talking about this time.

“You thought I wouldn’t know that you started dating Shotaro? Why else would you purposefully date my ex boyfriend?! You’re determined to steal everything from me, aren’t you?” She raised your voice louder than you would have liked, the ringing getting to your ears before she left the room.

You weren’t even sure you had heard her right. Shotaro? Ex boyfriend? It was probably the most absurd thing to ever come out of her mouth, but what scared you was that she sounded genuine this time. All previous attempts to get under your skin were so obviously ridiculous, that you weren’t willing to spend even an ounce of your mental energy on it. But the honesty in her voice threw you off guard. Was she being truthful about dating Shotaro?

There was only 5 minutes to stage and you still hadn’t done your hair. You decided you would circle back to the topic after the show. For now, you had to focus on getting ready before you had to be on stage.

The rest of the show went smoothly, and even Haeun didn’t seem to bother you on or off stage. All of it was rubbing you the wrong way— her previous words, her sudden disinterest in bothering you, and how genuine she had sounded. It didn’t excuse all the times she had picked a fight with you for no reason, but maybe in her mind you had actually wronged her.

The company had always been competitive for lead roles, and you were confident that you were only cast because you fit well with the production. You did better in classic ballet roles, and were often only part of the company group during more modern ballet showings. You had seen Haeun get cast as the lead for many shows, so her obsession with you getting lead roles always seemed to confuse you.

Romeo and Juliet, Swan Lake, Giselle, even Cinderella. All of these ballets you had performed alongside Shotaro, even long before you had started dating him. Maybe that was why she was upset over it; because you were the one performing alongside him instead of her.

Shotaro came to your dressing room after the show as usual, his usual bright and bubbly energy so contagious that you couldn’t help but smile at him. You had only one thing to ask of him before you let the topic rest.

“Hey, Taro?” You wiped off some of your makeup as you spoke.

“Hm?”

“Did you date Haeun?”

He laughed a little at your question and you threw him a questioning glance through the mirror, “Yeah, for like 2 weeks. She really liked me, but I didn’t really like her back much. I think she still likes me even though I ended it so long ago. We haven’t spoken at all outside of work for 3 years now. Why do you ask?”

“She just brought it up with me earlier. I was just wondering since you had never mentioned it before— but given that it was so short, I see why. I think that’s why she’s been bothering me as well.” You explained, much more reassured than you had been before.

Shotaro scrunched his nose, “She knew about us dating? I’m surprised she didn’t say anything to the director… I would’ve expected her to make a bigger deal out of it.”

“Me too. I’m guessing she couldn’t say anything because it would harm you and not just me. Either way, I’m not too worried about hiding our relationship anymore.” You grinned at your boyfriend and how his face lit up at your remark.

“Really?”

You nodded, “Now that she knows and still didn’t say anything, there’s no risk. No kissing me during rehearsals, though.” You clarified.

Shotaro frowned, “I wouldn’t be that unprofessional. I’ll only kiss you when there’s no one else around.” He smiled, leaning in to press a quick peck to your lips just to prove his point.

Your lips formed a loving smile, thankful that you were able to stay next to Shotaro, both onstage and off.

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gyuvision · 3 months

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[8:29pm] pairing ; shotaro x reader

cw ; vaguely suggestive at the end

shosho >.< ; why were you crying?’

y/nnn ! ; ‘i wasn’t crying’

shosho >.< ; ‘i saw you crying at school. are you okay??’

y/nnn ! ; ‘…’

shosho >.< ; ‘call me please?’

and so you did, you called him. and of course, he picked up immediately.

“y/n. i’ve known you long enough to tell when something’s wrong even if you won’t say it.”

“its just.. her. why do you smile at her the way you used to smile at me?”

“if i smile at you will you be happy?”

“its not the same.”

“tell me why.”

“theres no point in smiling at me like that when you like someone else.”

“youre kidding.”

“..i don’t think this is a time for me to be kidding shotaro.”

“yikes. not the full name.”

“..shosho.”

“yeah, that’s right.. its cute when you call me that.”

“why do you act this way when you’re in love with someone else?”

“thats what i was trying to tell you. i don’t love anyone else. i only love you.”

“please don’t play with me right now, sho.”

“i could never.”

“im sorry.”

“sorry for what?”

“for crying.”

“its not your fault babydoll. tell you what, if you leave your door unlocked then..”

“then what?”

“then, ill show you how much i love you. and ill give you something else to cry over.”

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sminiac · 4 months

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౨ৎ⋆ ˚｡ — Teach me how !

⋆ Osaki Shotaro + Reader

Contains! — Smut focused, MDNI.

“Like this?”

“Not quite, hun. More like-” the tip of your finger nudges his slightly to the right, even the faint tap of him against your clit has your hips canted in surprise, “this.” You exhale, your hand retreating back to the sleeve of his t-shirt that’s quickly wrinkled by the squeeze of your fist as his motions clumsily resume. Though he’s still partially unknowing he still manages to grace over the spot that has your cheeks rounding out with a pleasurable startle.

You allow him to continue doing his own thing even if you’re silently chasing after his finger, trying to get it to slide against the right place. His lips part into a bashful, toothy smile, the sound he makes is throaty as he discerns the feeling with touch alone of where you want him. “Ahhh, okay” the native bass to his voice punctures through the soft sound of his realization. “I can feel the difference now, it’s alright? This is how you like it?” The gentle flick of the pad of his finger slows as he looks back to your face, it runs wet leisurely between your folds, his other hand offers a comforting scratch to the side of your head, “Mhm, just loosen up pretty, you can go a little faster.” You assure, nosing at his jaw, pressing a soft kiss to the underside of it before he nods, shifting his weight to the arm that lays under your neck, keeping you tucked into his chest.

His pace picks up at an enjoyable pace, the grazing pleasure becomes more apparent by the second, working his way past the film of arousal that has your clit so slick for him.

With your added choppy praise of: “Right there! ‘Taro- please baby… right there.” He easily becomes familiar with the surface level of that coiling buzz that pulls the region of your lower stomach into a strain, he notices the forced stillness of your legs, ankles rolling as to release the caging pressure that finds precedence in your lower body from how good he’s doing, he can’t help the gratification that comes from seeing you like this, your face screwed up, holding him tightly like the floor beneath you would open up and swallow you whole once he’s brought you to your orgasm- with merely just his fingers at that.

The sound of your pussy is so wet he can’t think of any other word to describe it as other than messy. He’s relentless, breathless in his own from knowing that he’s very much capable of making you do what you’re already so close to, that endearing smile still thick in his features, admiring you for all you have to offer, “You’re so wet, you can hear the sound, right? And my fingers aren’t even inside of you.” A small giggle chases his words at the reply he receives in form of a whine, clinging closer to his chest, eyes squeezed shut.

“‘s okay baby, you can cum whenever you’re ready.” He reassures, pressing a wet kiss to your forehead that’s a little warmer than he’d like it to be, his boyfriend instincts kicking up, “My poor sweet girl, getting so hot from this.” He says, attending to keep away any hair from sticking to your face.

Your head tips back, eyelids cracking open, “You’re being… awfully confi- shit, confident even though you were so intimid-ated. Fuck, ‘Taro! Close!” Your hand zips to the arm that has you in a thigh shaking frenzy, nails sinking into his bicep, he pushes through the subconscious impulse of your body closing in on itself when you’re so close to peaking at your high. He pulls his arm out from under your neck, draping himself over your hips so he can keep your thighs spread, the work of his fingers unfaltering, if anything his pace only quickens.

He swears he could’ve kept going for another 20 minutes, even though his forearm starting aching just a little while ago, but he’s the slightest bit relieved when he feels the wetness become more noticeable by a lot, and how your hushed squeals die out, the idle twitch in your legs, the way you slacken into the bed, exhausted, barely even inside of your own head.

He finds himself smiling, but this time it’s not a soft one, no, he’s proud, you can see it in his eyes when he’s coming back up to you with a sigh, the type of sigh you make after finally finishing with your hard work. “Do you think I deserve to be open about my confidence now?” He toys, his head cocked to the side as he dips in for a quick kiss, falling back into the bed at your side.

“I never said you didn’t deserve to, idiot.” Your hand limply knocks into his shoulder, too much of your energy spent from attempting to be as still for him as possible. You expect some kind of quip from him, but there’s silence on his end until you’re curiously turning your head.

That’s when you realize the silence was because he was too busy shoving his wet fingers in his mouth to care about your teasing, slowly he pulls them out with a dramatic pop as his lips disconnect. “You think you can teach me how to use something else next?”

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