Persona protagonists in each other's school uniforms

JJK Street Racers

Includes: Toji, Gojo, Sukuna, Geto, Choso, Nanami, Naoya

CW: contains some smut, 18+ minors DNI, explicit language

TOJI FUSHIGURO

He’s a retired street racer now. Rumors of his reckless younger days follow him like a shadow. Now, he is Gojo’s acting manager and he co-owns the mechanic shop with Nanami. You and Toji frequent some of the underground clubs, and one night while Toji’s got a cigarette in between his lips and is running some poker game, you head over to the bar for a drink. A new bartender walks up to you and asks for your order, “I’ll add it to your tab.” he says.  The senior bartender overhears, “no”, he glances at you “that’s Toji’s girl. She doesn’t owe us anything.” As you’re talking to the senior bartender, he mentions that back in the day Toji used to be the king of street racing. “Crazy, fucking reckless he was. He used to pull the most unbelievable stunts. No regard for his own life too.” You don’t really believe that because of the way that Toji is always on Gojo’s ass after Gojo pulls some stupid stunt

Until one night, Toji takes you out on a late drive in his 1970 Dodge Charger R/T. He’s got one hand on the wheel and the other one is traveling under your skirt. After getting handsy with you for a while he finally pulls over to the side of the road. It’s not an extremely busy area but it’s certainly not hidden. And as much restraint he tries to have, at the end of the day Toji is not a patient man. He all but throws you in his back seat and starts fucking you into his vegan leather. He’s going so hard, holding onto the door above you for leverage and the whole car is shaking. It’s obvious what the two of you are up to, and when a cop car drives past and then backtracks, you know you’ve been busted. Toji is not about to get arrested for public indecency of all things.

He tugs on your lip one last time with his teeth, swings into the driver's seat, and says “come on doll, get up here and buckle up.” He leaves you no time before he’s speeding back onto the road. A grin tugs at his scar, and the flashing lights behind you put a harsh glow on the snake tattoo creeping up his neck. The cop car is trying desperately to catch up with Toji at this point. When he gets to the highway he baits the police car as if it has a chance against Toji Fushiguro. You scream when Toji suddenly pulls the wheel and slides his car underneath a semi-truck to get across a lane of traffic. And after Toji pulls off that move with all the ease in the world and loses the cop, he lets out a sharp laugh. You curse yourself for thinking that Toji ever left his reckless side behind.

GOJO SATORU

Gojo as a street racer can be summed up in two words: absolute menace. He drives thoughtlessly and at breakneck speeds. On top of that, he goes through cars like he goes through women. He’s got a new one every week. This is usually because he’s always trying out some new trick that he wants to pull during a street race, and he usually fucks up his car doing it. Toji is his manager/sponsor. He gets Gojo’s racing gigs and he also teaches him driving skills on occasion. Gojo infuriates Toji with the number of stupid stunts he pulls, because if Gojo loses his life… well then Toji loses one of his main sources of income. Gojo might have tried pulling Toji’s special move of driving under a semi-truck to get across a lane of traffic. He only really wanted to try it to prove to Toji that he’s a better driver than Toji ever was. Gojo just barely made it through and scraped up the paint job on his car. Toji yelled at him for a solid 30 minutes about it (secretly he was impressed that Gojo got that trick down on the first try, but Gojo never has to know that).

The cars that Gojo drives are always super tricked out and flashy looking. He wants people to know it’s Gojo Satoru when he’s overtaking them in a race. And the best way of doing that is by having the most garish looking car. Vibrant colors, underglow lights underneath his car, and of course one of Geto’s beautiful designs on the hood.

Gojo usually cycles through women but you’re a different case. You were one of the flag girls for a race, but promptly ignored Gojo the first time he tried to flirt with you (Sukuna never lets Gojo forget how you snubbed him). After persistent flirting, he managed to get you to agree on a date him. Whenever he wins a race he’ll do donuts around you and then parks his car, drags you over to it, and starts making out with you on top of the hood.

“That’s fucking gross, get some fucking tinted windows and fuck her in your car Gojo” Sukuna complains.

“Not enough room! And don’t act like you don’t want to watch” Gojo taunts with a wink.

“Fucking exhibstionist.” mutters sukuna. And Gojo just laughs at that.

SUKUNA

Sukuna is driving around Tokyo with the loudest car he can get his hands on. He’s always playing bass boosted music and his car has mufflers on it, so it revs crazy loud. His cars during street races are painted matte black and it's basically impossible for other drivers to see him during races. He does this on purpose, the only thing alerting other racers to Sukuna’s presence is his loud engine. Once they hear it, they know he's about to take their ass down. It's terrifying, the way he acts in the shadows. Sukuna is extremely talented at drifting and brags about it nonstop. He’s known as the King of Drifting in the Tokyo circuit, and most people think he's the best drifter in all of Japan.

Sukuna and Gojo are enemies, turned to friends, turned to rivals during races. Sukuna is not managed by Toji, but he still goes to Toji and Nanami’s shop for updates on his car. He and Geto talk for ages about new motorcycles and Gojo is always sitting on the couch in the garage complaining about how Sukuna is stealing Gojo’s best friend (“shut up Satoru!” Geto will say. “Maybe I'd talk to you if you knew shit about motorcycles!”). Sukuna loves muscle cars and in his free time he drives them around Tokyo, windows down, aviator shades on, cigar in his mouth and you in the passenger seat. The hour before a street race starts, he’ll drag you into his car in the prep area. “Come here baby, you've gotta put your work in too.” He all but growls in your ear as he places you on his lap in the driver's seat.

“ ‘kuna, there's so many people around. They're totally going to know what we're up to in here.”

“Blacked out windows baby, thank Geto for the extra dark tinting. No one will see a thing. You want me to win don't you? Now get to it.” Sukuna lays back, and puts his hands behind his head as he watches you bounce on his dick. After a while he starts thrusting into you from below, power bottoming you all while smoking on a cigarette.

After he wins the race, you jump into his arms when he gets out of his car. “Thanks for being my good luck charm baby.” he whispers into your head.

Gojo is complaining about unfair rules in the background and Sukuna laughs deeply shouting back at him “Just accept that you got your ass handed to you Satoru!”

GETO SUGURU

He specializes in detailing the interior and exterior of cars. His signature art style is prominent; anyone can easily pick out a car that was detailed by Geto. Oftentimes he puts his original drawings on the hood of Gojo’s cars. All of the other guys in the shop get frustrated with how fast Gojo cycles through cars, but Geto secretly loves that his best friend is a menace. It means that Geto can try out his designs all of the time, and because of the practice, he’s become one of the most skilled and badass detailers in all of Tokyo. He’s an artist at heart and loves trying out his designs on your body too.

“Baby, take your shirt off. I've got this new idea I wanna try,” he says. And then proceeds to paint a fucking dragon up your body and all over your chest. He definitely gets distracted and starts sucking at your nipples but that's a story for another time. He has two intricate tattoo sleeves running up and down his arms. They both depict two different colored dragons, with dragonflies perched around them. Your favorite thing to do is trace them when Geto has his arms wrapped around you at night. 

Despite being in the street racing circle, and working on cars; Geto loves riding motorcycles. He’s a killer at riding them too, he enters street cycle races once in a while just to make the competition sweat when they realize Geto Suguru is entered in the race. He loves bringing you on weekend trips around different beaches in Japan on his motorcycle. You guys will spend the whole day driving places and then usually picnic on a beach and watch the sunset, your back to Geto’s prized bike.

He has a garage full of different bikes at his house and absolutely LOVES fucking you over them. It’s his two favorite things in the world, combining the both of them... what could go wrong? Well, you’ve definitely knocked over your fair share of bikes doing this and have damaged a good amount of them too. But Geto is absolutely addicted to seeing your body splayed out on his bike, and if this is his vice then he’ll just have to accept the consequences because he’s not changing anytime soon. 

CHOSO

He works at the shop as the main mechanic and repairman. He’s one of the best in Tokyo too. He’s always servicing Gojo and Sukunas cars because of how much those two push their engines. And the only reason their cars aren't beat to shit is because of Choso tricking out their engines with special parts. Choso always has some manner of grease all over his face (the first time you met him you thought the tattoo across his nose was just a grease streak.)

You're always hanging around the shop and spending time with Choso while he tinkers on the cars. He doesn't mind, and your presence is always reassuring to him. Sometimes when you get especially bored, you’ll beg Choso to give you some attention. He’s laying back on a creeper under the body of the car, working on something and when you start whining he’ll slide out from under the car. He’s giving you a stoic expression but he pairs it with a “ ‘cmere angel.” He gets up and pulls you in for a sharp kiss and then gets back to work under the car.

That satisfies you for a while until he moves to work on the engine. He has the hood propped up and you’re curious about what he’s doing. As you walk over to him he brings you in front of the hood and stands behind you while he starts pointing out parts of the engine. He plays it off like he’s helping you learn, but the short skirt you wore has been driving him crazy all day, and he’s at his limit. You lean over to look at some intricate part of the engine and suddenly his presence is right up against your back. His hips are aligned with your ass and Choso leans over you and begins to kiss up your neck. He’s rubbing his hands all up and down your body.

”Choso.” you whine. “Your hands are filthy, you’re going to get grease all over my clothes!”

“I’ll just buy you a new shirt baby,” he whispers

“Choso - mpf!” He suddenly turns you around and smashes his lips against yours. He uses one hand to grip your waist and the other hand slams the hood of the car down. He pushes you onto the hood and towers over you while he’s kissing all over your face and neck. You’re panting, was it always this hot in the garage? Geto walks in and suddenly turns around. He does not need to see this shit on a Monday afternoon. He’ll chew Choso out later for making out with you on top of the hood he just detailed smh.

NANAMI KENTO

He’s the co-owner of the mechanic shop with Toji and he primarily deals with all the payments, betting, and underground deals. The money from the shop alone can’t pay for the cost of buying out cops and all the racing cars the boys need (especially because Gojo is wrecking his cars every other week). So that means Nanami and Toji have to resort to dealing with illegal shit too. They’re selling drugs, weapons, and super rare race car parts. Nanami is definitely dipping his hand into Yakuza shit at this point.

Nanami spends a lot of Friday nights in clubs making deals with other people in the black market. He brings you along to these because Nanami feels stronger in your presence (and he’s very weak to your puppy eyes begging him to take you with him). One night he’s meeting with one of the heads of a small-time gang. He’s got you seated in his lap, fingers rubbing small circles on the top of your thigh. You’re drinking champagne and you pretend to drift off while you’re listening to the men talk. You’ve been with Nanami a long time, and when you first started seeing him you would spend your Friday nights with the other guys at the races. At this point, you’ve seen enough races to last you a lifetime and they don’t bring the same thrill that they used to. Now you get your adrenaline rush watching Nanami make other men cower under his sharp gaze, quick wit, and threatening mannerisms. There are rumors of Nanami pulling out a gun if a deal goes wrong..you can neither confirm nor deny those.

After business is done, he’ll lead you, with his hand on your back, to his grey Ford GT. It’s not a super flashy-looking car for his status (not like any of Gojo’s), but it's sleek and fits Nanami well. It’s an easy way to brag about his wealth without attracting unwanted attention all of the time. Just like his car, Nanami plays you the same way. On the outside, he looks unassuming, but you know exactly where the night is headed with that look in his eyes. He’ll have you bent over the kitchen counter in his penthouse screaming his name soon enough, and you’ll pity the men who Nanami deceives with his schemes. If he’s this unforgiving with the body of the woman he loves, then his business partners stand no chance.

NAOYA

If Gojo can be described as a menace while racing, Naoya is the devil incarnate. He’s an absolute dirty racer and treats racing as a game, almost as if it’s a joke to him. He purposely bumps into other cars, speeds into them to rear-end them, slows down suddenly so they rear-end him, all manner of flashing lights on his car for distraction, you name it…. If it can be done, Naoya will do it unabashedly.

The Zenin family is a pretty old and established name within Tokyo (they’re yakuza). They make money wherever it can be had, and a lot of it includes illegal dealings, obviously. They’ve got a hand in the street racing circuit and they train members to dominate in races. It’s a great way to manipulate betting, to make easy cash, and to get people indebted to them. Naoya is heir to the Zenin family, so he doesn’t need to trifle with the petty business of racing, but he’s got a natural talent for it (Gojo and Sukuna are loath to admit this). Naoya shows up shirtless to every single race; he likes to flaunt his tattoo that marks him as a Zenin. It covers the left side of his pectoral, travels over his shoulder, and trails across his back to the base of his spine. He’s also got his left nipple pierced. Because of his daddy’s wealth, he has unlimited access to all sorts of rare engine parts. He gets shipments from overseas and tricks out his car. Racers have to deal with his unbeatable engine, god-given talent, and foul attitude.

When he’s not racing to create chaos, Naoya is lounging at one of the Zenin underground clubs. He’s the owner of a specific one in the middle of the red-light district and he likes to run illegal fight matches amongst other acts of debauchery. On Saturday nights he can be found splayed across one of the black leather couches, shirt unbuttoned, piercing glinting in the neon lights, and you seated on his lap. His favorite thing in the world (other than his depraved hobbies), is fucking you rough and feeding into his unadulterated desire for you. He loves fucking you over the hood to his car. Using his belt, Naoya ties your hands behind your back. He bends you over the hood of his car and smashes your cheek into the cool metal.

“Can’t have your nails scratching up my paint job, can I sweetheart?” He tugs at your restraints a bit. You’re completely naked at this point and Naoya makes quick work of his pants.

“Please Naoya…” You’re not sure what you’re begging for at this point; for his cock or for his mercy? He lost tonight’s race and fury is emanating off his body in waves.

“Shut. Up.” He growls in your ear as he sheaths himself inside you with minimal prep a scream tears through your throat and Naoya laughs.

“That’s right baby, if I can't destroy the competition in racing, let them know what I can destroy.” He leans his body right up against yours and plants both his hands above your head. The touch of his nipple piercing in freezing on your heated back.

“Fucking cunts.” Naoya says, and his thrusts amp to a bruising pace. “I’m going to fucking rip the engine out of Sukuna’s precious car and then I’m going to shove his spark plug into Satoru’s eye.”

As Naoya is cursing out his competition, your body is sliding up the hood further and further. Your cheek is burning from the friction.

“Naoya….. ‘s too much.” you whimper and tears are pricking at your eyes. “Please…” Naoya has no clue if you’re talking about the pain or the stimulation but he keeps up his pace until you cry out his name one last time as you finish. Your drool is dripping onto the hood, and you’ve moved so far up it, your cunt has leaked all over it too.

“Look at you. I’ve got you all tied up and you still managed to mess up my car. I should have you clean it up.” Annoyance is laced through his voice. You move to stand and fulfill Naoya’s request, when suddenly he shoves your head down again, near the part of the hood that's covered in your slick.

“Nuh uh, you’ll clean it with your tongue.”

malevolent enterprise ch. 2

ceo au series. sukuna and yuji are brothers. gojo x f!reader are endgame but this is backstory/lead up. reader has hair that can be swept off of their face. reader is a lawyer (ive taken creative liberties bc i am not a real lawyer so take it up with god if u find an issue) and has an established platonic relationship with sukuna and has an ex boyfriend that is an oc named shigeo. cw drug and alcohol mentions. wc 1.8k.

masterlist coming soon but in the meantime, ch. 1 can be found here

divider thanks to @/cafekitsune ♡

“Forgot I paid you to stand around, ---.”

Hearing Sukuna use a shortened version of your full name, you roll your eyes and pull your glasses off of your face, holding them between your thumb and index finger. Meeting his gaze with an indignant look of your own, you toss the pen you’re holding with your other hand down on the desk in front of you and groan in frustration. 

You’re only standing in his office because you've been reviewing contract abstracts for hours and could use a break before your brain starts to turn to mush given his absolutely archaic NDA demands that would never be upheld in court. 

“Am I not allowed to pace? Is that one of the workplace rules you’ve set we all have to follow, King Ryomen?”

He appreciates your sharp wit if nothing else so he chuckles, walking around you to plop down behind the heaviest and most ornate looking desk you’ve seen in a modern office. 

Truly fit for a man who sees himself as a king. 

“Can I make all of you start calling me that? Will HR have an issue?”

You scoff and shake your head. 

“Yes. I have a funny feeling they would indeed take issue with you demanding your employees call you king.”

Placing your glasses back on the bridge of your nose, you sweep back a few tendrils of hair that have fallen in front of your face and sigh, raking your fingers through the top of your overgrown layers. You’ve been too busy lately to even get a trim, late nights spent at the revenge motivated Ryomen Enterprises preventing you from doing much but provide general counsel, as your position and official title state. 

You left one incredibly oppressive job for another and you don’t quite regret hitching your wagon to Sukuna but you aren’t proud of it either, especially putting your own goal of having your own firm on hold to do it. 

Leaving the Zen’in firm seemed intelligent three months ago after Naoya was named partner instead of you, the tireless hours you put into the blockbuster Miyamoto v. DTK, Inc. wrongful termination suit, the first of its kind in the country, meaning ultimately nothing when it comes to family ties and misogyny. 

You handed your resignation to Naobito the next day who received it with a knowing smirk, glad to see one less bitch too big for her skirt suit step aside. Two months later Sukuna reached out to you and you assumed you’d be stupid to pass up a comfortable and lucrative in-house counsel position in a well funded company everyone had just started buzzing about. 

It also helps that the founder of said company is someone you’ve known for long enough you have seen him shuffle through several life phases. 

Needless to say the job hasn’t been what you expected it to be since saying yes though, sifting through a bankers box full of Manila envelopes, muttering aloud about all the shit you need to get done and the severe lack of hours in the day. 

“The journalist hasn’t sent back her NDA yet,” you remark and he hums. He knows exactly the pretty little pink haired thing you’re mentioning and he smirks thinking about how easily he pulled her apart in a penthouse suite 8 blocks away a few nights ago but his attention is drawn back to the present when you slam a stack of papers in front of him. 

“Your brother’s company doesn’t even have in-house counsel.”

Sukuna arches a brow, sitting back in his chair and slamming his feet on the desk. You don’t even jump, perhaps too used to his antics after only a couple months of working for him. It’s not like he was a stranger to start with, the senior you helped through your sophomore Contracts course remembering you fondly for your plucky demeanor and willingness to fight when necessary. 

You simply remember him as a smooth talking asshole who charmed you into doing his coursework successfully but he signs your checks so you keep your assessments of his character to yourself as often as possible. 

“How do you know what’s going on at Yuji’s company? Are you a mole?”

A snort is your response and you toss him a glance from over your glasses, one he knows means he’s treading in dangerous territory. Tossing down one of the near bursting envelopes in your hand, you pick up your phone and grimace at the text lighting up the screen. 

Toge: maki wants 2 eat w u at some point this millennium - her words

Rolling your eyes, you text back and Sukuna watches with a grin, wondering what in the world could have you so irritated on your phone. 

“That’s not Gojo is it?”

You scoff again and add nothing further, continuing to focus on your phone despite the second last message Toge sent you containing a link to a headline showing off the man just mentioned wining and dining a pretty dark haired woman across the world last night. 

Quickly, you type a reply to Toge’s message to send the bubble with the news article further out of your periphery.

You: are you guys together? where are you?

“It’s my assistant reminding me to eat since I don’t get a spare second to do it working for you,” you finally remark, locking your phone with a wince. 

You try to pretend you’re too good to be affected by the latest news of Satoru’s careless public hookups but you did lock yourself in the executive bathroom to cry at your own reflection for 45 minutes earlier so you opt for silence rather than digging the hole any deeper. 

Why you care in the first place is beyond you, the two of you only ever orbiting around one another, no serious groundwork for anything beyond neutrality laid. You can’t help who you’re attracted to, though, and while there’s no use in lamenting that you’re nobody to the man you can at least sit down and dye your hair a shade darker to pretend he’d be interested next time you get the chance. 

Sukuna pulls you out of the hole your mind is in, swinging back and forth in his chair, making it squeal with each quarter turn and further annoying you.  

“When’s the last time you went out and did anything besides look at paperwork and smoke with the window cracked? You look like shit.”

The expression on your face is priceless, shifting to glare at your boss while he snickers to himself and shrugs, knuckles wrapped around his opposite bicep. 

“Yuji’s party is the last time I went out.”

Well over a month ago. Sukuna whistles lowly, still shifting idly in his chair. 

“I’m just saying maybe you need more than just a bite to eat to feel better. Text your ex or something, didn’t he just get surgery? He’s probably at home.”

The mention of Shigeo, baseball star, makes you exhale as loudly as possible and throw down another envelope. He’s the last person you want to hear about, given you broke his heart just over six months ago, admitting you didn’t see yourself marrying him when he asked about a shared future for the two of you. He’s sweet, he’s wonderful, he’s a good man but he isn’t your forever man and finally, anger makes your face flush and feel warm, your boss successfully making his way under your skin.

“Don’t you have illicit substances to snort out of someone’s asshole?” You look away and mutter under your breath, much to the amusement of the man watching each irritated step you take. “What are you even doing here anyway? It’s after hours.”

Sukuna takes his feet off of the desk and leans forward on his elbows, sucking his teeth. He isn’t sure why he’s here, actually. Perhaps he’s partied out and tired of hosting giggling girls with nothing better to do than hang on his every word or maybe he wants to look over his kingdom without prying eyes judging his every mood. Both of these are a little true but above all, part of him holds the tiniest bit of fondness for you. At least enough that he’s concerned you’re overworking yourself. 

“Go out tonight. All this shit will be here tomorrow and I’m sure I’ll give you even more to deal with by the time the sun is up again.”

You sigh and look down at your phone, screen lighting up as another message from your personal assistant comes through. 

Toge: den, just sat down. ordered you vodka soda.

“Fine but let your little pink princess know that if her NDA isn’t in by next week I’m going to sit there and watch you two fuck to make sure nothing gets out.”

Sukuna hums, brows raised. 

“I always knew you were a freak.” You roll your eyes and he chuckles, standing up from his chair and letting it roll back far enough it bumps against the glass floor to ceiling window behind it. “You’re one of those girls who wears really sexy underwear but never lets anyone see them, right?”

Tucking documents into a box, you snarl. He’s not 

flirting, he's making nasty observations as he is known to do. He has known you for long enough he feels extremely comfortable doing so and you can hardly argue with him. Who cares even if he is right? You’re a grown woman with a lucrative career and life, if you wanna wear 50,000 yen silk panties that’s your business.

“That’s more than enough out of you.” Another document tucked and you approach Sukuna, looking up at him with your mouth in a line. “I’ll be in by 10 tomorrow. Don’t fuck my night up.”

He nods, holding his hands up in a gesture of mild surrender. 

“I’m serious about the NDA too. I’ll meet with her if you want but I won’t promise to be nice about it.”

Your boss scoffs but smirks.

“You’re always too nice, that's why you don’t have it yet but I’ll talk to her.”

Nodding, you acquiesce, uninterested in arguing while you tie your coat closed. Your phone lights up again and you look down at the message with a groan.

Toge: ice melting…👎🏻

“I mean it, Sukuna Itadori. I do not want to hear a single report of bad behavior in the morning.”

The only person allowed to still call him his family name is you and you turn on your heel, stilettos clacking across the marble floor with each step. 

“Whatever you say, boss.”

His sly remark makes you toss another look over your shoulder while opening the office door but the buzz of your phone catches your attention instead. 

Maki: If you aren’t here in 15 I’m dragging you out of that building myself.

Knowing she means it, you stiffen and rush to leave. 

“No drama, Sukuna!” 

You shout over your shoulder and he chuckles, opening his own phone and scrolling to the contact for the pretty little pink princess he hopes to have back between his jaws tonight. 

Duties, Responsibilities.

Pairings: Naoya zenin x reader

Summary: All your life you know you had to be married off, and you don't even know what awaits you when you are married off to the heir of the Zen'in clan, Zenin Naoya.

C/W: virgnity loss, arranged marriage, reader is really innocent, mentions of purity, pregnancy, breeding kink, cream pie

Ever since you were a little girl, you were taught on how to be a good wife. You were told that you had to be obedient to your husband, listen to his every command. Your cursed technique wasn't important to your clan, beside the fact that it would result in great heirs. Women in your clan were taught this way, and most importantly, you had to maintain your purity for your husband.

So, here you are now, wearing a beautiful kimono, hairpins in your scalp, getting married off to the heir of the Zen'in Clan. From what you have heard about him, he's not a nice man. He's misogynist, and you haven't even met him before but both his clan and yours gains greatly from this arranged marriage.

The wedding processions were done, and you were sitting in his, correction, our room. It was a fairly large room, as it should be for the heir, decorated with expensive looking wooden antiques and beautiful sceneries. A king-sized bed was which you were sitting on looking down, anxiously. You couldn't believe it. You were really married, and more anxious about meeting the man that was now your husband.

Your hands folded neatly in your lap, as you look down with cheeks red, waiting anxiously, when you heard the door barge open. He shuts the door behind him and looks at you, grinning widely. He looked you up and down, his grin broadening as he looked. You hated how he looked at you like you were some prize he had recently obtained. His eyes moved over your body.

"My beautiful wife…" He says sarcastically, his grin never fading from his face. He walks over to you, his body language aggressive, and grabs you by the chin, lifting your head up to look into his eyes. "I expect that you will start popping out kids as soon as possible. Our clans need heirs, don't they?"

I frown, not knowing what to say, my cheeks red,"Uh- Can I sleep?" I ask anxiously, trying to change the topic.

Naoyo chuckles to himself. "Of course not. Why do you think you're here?" He smirks, letting go of your chin. "Besides, since we're going to be married, I'm going to take what I deserve. I'm going to take what is mine, and you're going to please me, like a good wife should."

"I-I don't know how to please you." You say, looking down again, you have been prepared your whole life to be a wife, but were you really prepared? All you knew was that you had to obey him.

"You don't know your duties? You don't know how to please a man? Tsk, and here I thought you were going to be a good wife." He said, his breath on your hair, as if he was disappointed, his tone of mockery and condescesion.

"No-No! I will be a good wife to you. Teach me, please." You responded almost immediately, cheeks reddening in embarrassment, you did not want to disappoint your husband now did you?

"Since you asked so nicely." His lips are on your ear now, his hands holding your waist. "Strip and get on all fours."

Your hands undo your kimono, obeying his orders and now you are exactly in the position he wanted you in. Before you knew, he was already bare, his hand stroking up and down your spine and back.

His hand hits your ass cheek and you cry out, feeling embarrassed at the sudden contact. "You got such a nice ass, wife." He says chuckling lowly behind you. He grabs your hair suddenly and pushes you, lips smashing into yours, teeth clashing, forcing his tongue into your mouth, kissing you lustfully, devoid of any passion.

He pulls your hair back, arching your back and he takes your tits in his palms, molding and pulling at them.

"Can't wait for them to be all round and full of milk, mm?" He says as he puts it in his mouth biting and sucking, a lewd moan erupting from your lips. He moves his fingers and put two of them inside of your wet hole.

"Look at you, dripping. How filthy." He mocks, fingers going in and out of your hole and rubbing your clit in fast circles, and it's not even a minute when you're cumming around his fingers, face all red and whines erupting from your lips. He puts his fingers inside your mouth,"taste yourself" and takes out his fingers with a 'pop' sound.

He lines his cock at your hole now, flipping you on all fours now, slamming in without warning as you yelp out his name. He begins to slowly move, he sees the blood on his cock.

"Blood, you know what this means? Means, you are my woman now."

His fingers are in your hair pulling them back, and his thumb protruding the entrance of your ass.

"Bet if I stick one in here, you won't mind? A bitch like you needs all her holes full, right?" He says lewdly, cock dragging in and out.

"Nao-naoya, nngh" I cry out, incapable to form normal sentences.

"Yeah, say my name again. Need to hear who's fucking you this good." He says full on fucking you now. His thumb is in your ass and his hips are slamming against yours, and you wonder how does it feel so good, your vision blurs, seeing stars, wanting more.

"Y-you, only you."

"Yeah, gonna let your husband use your pussy, hm? Gonna let him breed this cunt full of his kids?" He says tongue going inside your ear, fucking you at the same pace.

You clench at his words and he grunts,"Yeah, you like that baby? Want to have my kids inside you?" He groans, picking up his pace.

"Y-yes Naoya! Give me your kids, pl-please." You say and he's gripping your hips tightly now, your vision blurs and you grip the pillow, cumming around his cock, face in the pillow. He continues fucking you, chasing his own high, then cumming inside your pussy.

Your face is inside the pillow, gripping the sheets. He pulls you by your hair, lips at your ear.

"I'm not done with you wife. Need to make sure you're pregnant."

A/N: i wrote this in a hurry!! idk how it was but i hope yall enjoy it i kinda feel naoya isnt in demand but yea.

Cinderella (JJK x Reader)

Just a small blurb! Some features are inspired by a story on Quotev! There are some components to the blurb that not everyone may be comfortable with. Please read tags carefully! Im not a writer, so I have no intention to write a story on this. If any one wants to, though, I'll definitely appreciate a link! lol

also not edited so please forgive any misspellings

Tags: mentions of abuse, mentions of negligence, mentions of death, bullying, step-brother stuff I guess, mentions of devil (?), fem reader

IMAGINE

You were the daughter to a marquess and marchioness. This afforded you a life of luxury but not the highest standing either, keeping you humble. 

Unfortunately, your father dies under suspicious circumstances and your mother quickly remarries. Your kind nature sympathizes with her decision even if you don’t agree with it. 

You do your best to be accommodating and kind to the man, but he’s cold and indifferent to you. You meet his two sons in the wedding. 

Toji and Naoya are mean. They bully and tease you. Often pulling at your hair or pushing you down. You would beg to sleep with your mom; cling to her throughout the day. As long as she was around, they wouldn’t tease you. 

Until she wasn’t around anymore either. Contracting a mysterious disease, your mother withered away and within a week, she passed away. 

As the last (L/N) member, you have inherited every asset. For this reason, the Zenin patriarch keeps you around. Yet, he punishes your existence by stripping you of every luxury you had. All your dresses and accessories sold or burned. You were kicked out of your room and forced into the servant’s quarters. Speaking of the servants they were all fired. Everyone of their duties reassigned to you. 

Toji and Naoya were ruthless in your teenage years. Their bullying becoming more violent and humiliating. You were more rebellious at this age, and so multiple scuffles ensued. Fortunately, once they were in their early 20’s they had become more subdued. They still bullied and overworked you, but it was a lot easier now. 

It was around this time that Prince Satoru begun to face pressure to marry. His father would only step down as king when Satoru had proved himself as reliable and responsible adult. And one of the ways he expected him to do this was to marry. 

Deciding to host a ball, he invited every noble family. It was to be a three day celebration, to give Satoru ample time to connect with the people whilst finding a partner. 

Receiving the invitation, Naobito demanded that both his son’s attend. He forced you to go into the city to pick up their suits and masquerade masks.

Heading into the city, you see the city’s outcast. Born with piercing red eyes and strange markings on his skin, he was ostracized. It was said that his mother had made a deal with the devil, hence her firstborn looking like one. He was verbally abused and neglected by the people, so when he could, he escaped into the forest. No one knows what he does there. He leaves the forest only in the rare occurrence that he needs something from the village.

He is welcomed with shut doors and silence. Most of the people hide, and those who stay open refuse to sell to him. Wearing a ratty and old cloak, he walked slowly into the now quiet city. 

Seeing him, you mustered up what little personal money you had and bought him a new cloak. With the remaining money, you purchased some apples and oranges. Placing them in your own basket, you handed it to him. 

Silently, he took it and left the city. You waved at him, before going in with the seamstress. As you put in the order, you had to around for it to be ready. You were planning on using your money to buy a sweet, but now that you had none, you didn’t know what to do. 

As you idly walked around the bakery, you bumped into someone. He’s tall with long black hair. You profusely apologize, blushing at how handsome he is. He laughs at your attitude, letting you know that it was ok. Patting your head, he can’t help but stare deeply into your own eyes. This, obviously made you blush even more. 

Chuckling, he invites you to the bakery. Red in the face, you shake your head profusely, letting him know that you had no money. You run away before he could respond. 

Hiding in an alley, you look back at the memory and cringe. How could you act like that?! You acted like you have never seen a man! Holding your head in your hands, you slide down the wall and marinate in your embarrassment. 

You were so engrossed in your emotions, that you didn’t notice him approach you with a small pastry in hand. In his other hand was another, bigger bag for pastries. Sitting next to you, you both share the one pastry and have a lovely conversation. 

Soon enough, you both go you own ways. You pick up the suits and the masks and head back home. 

When the night of the first ball came, you excitedly headed to the foyer, wearing your own homemade dress. Made from scraps of fabric and reused older clothes, you managed to make a decent dress. Toji couldn’t help but frown at the thought of other men seeing you 

You were undoubtedly a pretty girl. Besides some scars from rough housing with Toji and Naoya, you were perfect. A part of him always liked you. You were kind, compassionate, and outgoing. And as you matured, you flourished into a kinder and prettier woman. Maybe that’s why he liked bullying you so much. He knew that any man with eyes would like to court you, and as your stepbrother he knew he could never cross that line. So instead, he opted to make you undesirable. Yet, seeing you in a ‘new’ dress, all dolled up, made him realize there was no way to make you undesirable.

Naobito, though, was enraged. Grabbing your arm, he roughly pulled you to the abandoned tower. Throwing you into the room, he grabbed at your dress, the seams coming apart easily. Forbidding you to leave, he locked the door and left you there crying. 

Seeing the carriage leave, you sat in the darkest corner of the room. You sat with your knees pressed to your chest. You nearly cried yourself to sleep. Drifting off, you are rudely awaken by the window blowing open. In its wake, was the outcast. The man with red eyes. 

Startled by his appearance, you get up. He calms you, letting you know that for you kindness, he would pay you back. After years of solitude, you were the first to help him unprompted. He hates owing people favors, so he was here to repay you. Transforming your dress into an elegant silver dress that sparkled in the moonlight. To top it off, your shoes transformed into glass heels. You thanked him profusely, hugging him tightly. 

Unlocking the door and spawning a golden carriage, you headed to the ball. Before you left, he warned you of your time limit. You had one goal, meet the dark-haired stranger again. You didn’t know how he felt for you, but you like this was the love of your life. You had fallen fast and hard for him. You didn’t mind if he doesn’t love you, you just wanted to see him one more time

As you get to the ball, your one goal is the find him. Yet, you were immediately distracted by the food. It had been years since you were able to dine like this. As you picked at the food, you enter a scuffle with a stranger. Like everyone else, he was wearing a mask, so you had no way to identify him. You two argued slightly over a strawberry pastry, before the final song of the night began to play. 

Leaving him behind, you head to the center of the ball room, with the stranger right on your heels. Grabbing his arm, you two danced. While you hadn’t been to a proper ball in years, you once were trained. You were clumsy, but not necessarily lost.

Also, it was easy to ignore your occasional mistakes as your smile and laugh enraptured the whole room. Namely, your dance partner particularly couldn’t look away. You were so carefree and passionate, something he had lacked for years. Holding on to your waist tighter, her pulled you in closer.  Just as he neared his face closer to yours, the clock rang. 

Abruptly, you pulled yourself away from him. He looked at you stunned and even hurt. Before he could pull you back, though, you began to run away. 

As you made your way past the people and towards the entrance, you stumbled into the dark-haired man. Despite the mask, it was easy for you to recognize him. At his side stood an ethereal white-haired woman. Holding onto his elbow, they both looked stunning. This must be his betrothed or something. Hurt at the revelation, you pushed past them. 

Getou fought the urge to chase after you. It was clear that you were upset and it pained him to see you like that. He also felt drawn to you after your meeting. He had hoped to see you here. Unfortunately, he had been pressured to attend with Mei Mei. Choosing to remain civil, he continued into the ball. 

You made it to the carriage in time. While the evening was amazing, you struggled to smile. You were thankful for the experience, but you were also just as thankful that it was over. Come morning, and you would return to being the maid at the (Y/N) household. It would all go back to normal. 

Or so you thought. Unfortunately for you, keen blue eyes of Toji had recognized you and watched you all night. 

Cookies'n Cream - Chapter 21

Last chapter / MasterList / art by @aneenasevla

Chapter 21 - Masterstroke

“I swear, you have no idea who you've messed with, schmuck!"

"You've been saying the same thing for three matches in a row, Okubo."

"This time it's for real! I let you win the previous ones, I wanted to study your movements, understand how your head worked. Now you don't stand a chance!"

"Yeah, sure thing. Just pay attention to the screen, I've already given you two combos and it hasn't even been two minutes since the match started."

"All part of the strategy! Now you'll see that Okubo Naoya isn't called the “King of Combat” only inside the octagons! Take this, and that e- aaaaaargh! Noooo...!," Okubo grabs his head with both hands and throws it back, wailing dramatically and making other players around them jump. "I got the combination wrong!"

"I said to talk less and play more," Kaneda smiles satisfied, raising two fingers of his right hand in a V for Victory while the screen of the arcade machine displayed his character's victory stand. "With that, that's four consecutive victories. Are you sure you want to continue betting? At this rate, there won't be any money left in your wallet, hahaha!"

"Shut up! I don't accept that I can't beat you in absolutely any of these games!," He points to him while yelling. "I'll find a game where I can beat you, even if we have to turn this arcade upside down, do you hear me?!"

"Seriously, Okubo, why do you still insist on challenging Kaneda on these things?," Himuro asks, bored, with his eyes glued to another arcade machine. "It doesn't matter what you play with him, he always wins and cleans your wallet dry. It doesn't qualify as a robbery only because you're the most willing victim I've ever seen."

"You shut up too, Himuro! You want me to give you hell on The King of Fighters too?!”

"As if you could. And watch your language, we have ladies in attendance. Okay, see? It isn't that difficult,"  Himuro smiles at the two girls who surrounded him, watching his demonstration attentively. "It's all a matter of motor coordination, knowing how to switch between the buttons and the lever, setting the timing..."

"Ooh, Himuro makes it look so easy!," The chubby one whimpered, pouting as she clung to his arm. The other, thinner than her friend, nods and squeezes his shoulders affectionately.

"I know, right! Nanao and I are going to need a few more demonstrations, maybe more direct help..."

"I'd be a terrible teacher if I said no, wouldn't I?," He laughs, opening space for them to approach. "Here. Who wants to be the first one?"

The two girls got into an argument over which one of them would be the first to receive arcade lessons, while Himuro grinned in the middle of them, delighted to be up for grabs. Kaneda sighs.

"Not even when we are killing time in the least conducive environment possible to get dates you guys abandon the hunter mentality..."

"Hey, don't put me in the middle of this! I'm here, minding my own business, just waiting for you to put another token in the machine," Okubo declares, frowning, his arms crossed. "I still haven't given up on my rematch."

“Heh… you'd probably have better luck hunting down for dates, to be honest."

"No chance. For the moment I'd rather crush your spirit until there's not even dust left to tell the story."

“Wow, that came straight from your heart!," Kaneda laughs, looking over his shoulder. "Are you listening to that, Rihito? Okubo found a motivation unrelated to women! You should follow suit-"

"I swear to you, there is nobody in this arcade capable of beating my record in OutRun! Stick with me and I'll teach you everything you need to know!," Rihito was saying, a little too loudly, to two other girls occupying an arcade machine, both staring at him with a mixture of confusion and discomfort. "Tell me, do you want some help? I can show you the best way to pull the lever, hehe... and then, later, we can go out for something to eat, how about that? Come on, don't be shy, I promise I won't do anything you don't want! Here, lady, your posture is kinda wrong, if you want I can help you correct it and- hey, where are you going? Hey!," He exclaims when the two girls walk away quickly, half shrunken. "Wait, I...! Uugh, how does Himuro manage to do that?! Fucking hell, I can't do anything right..."

Kaneda sighs again. "Eh, never mind. He's a goner. I'm just surprised you don't want to join him like you always do..."

Okubo looks to the side, his expression a little uncertain, before shrugging and returning his focus to the arcade machine.

"I already told you, I'm more worried about my rematch. Come on, Kaneda, I know you have more tokens there! Don't run away from me!"

Kaneda decides he isn't going to try to argue anymore. But Okubo better not think he didn't notice all that hesitation. He took great pride in his observation skills, and they were rarely wrong. He inserts another token into the machine, smiling to himself.

He wondered if Rihito and Himuro had also noticed how Okubo seemed so uninterested in the female clientele around them. Women made up a significant portion of arcade goers, contrary to what many thought, and when they decided to go and spend their free day in one, Kaneda had already been preparing for the inevitability of finding himself alone while his friends were going to hit on any creature wearing skirts nearby.

Not that he had much to worry about, as Himuro was the only one there who got lucky in those endeavors. Rihito and Okubo were too pushy and desperate, they always had been, and it didn't take more than half an hour for them to give up and come to him while licking their wounds. It had become routine by now.

Or at least it used to be routine. Now, Rihito was chasing women away by himself. Okubo, on the other hand, hasn't shown interest in absolutely any of them so far.

Kaneda knew very well why. He knew, but he wanted to hear it from the accused party himself before making assumptions. He takes a couple of steps away from the machine to let Okubo choose his character.

“Are you sure you want to keep challenging me? It's silly to throw money away like that because of a game..."

"It's not money thrown away if I know that one hour or another I'll end up winning," He declares with conviction. "And anyway, I want to gather more tokens. There are some cool prizes here..."

"Yeah, there really is," Kaneda looks at the area where the arcade prizes were displayed. "But you can try to win tokens by playing alone, instead of betting them with me..."

"I know, but now it's become a matter of honor, man!"

"Honor or masochism? I wish I had that much cash in the bank so that losing a few yen wouldn't be a worry...," Himuro grumbles, holding the hand of one of his newest friends while helping her with the lever. "But relax, girls, I still have enough for a few more matches with you, maybe even for dinner afterwards, haha..."

The girls laugh, and if Okubo had rolled his eyes more, he would have been able to see the insides of his own skull. Apparently, a pretty face was an essential factor for those stupid pick-up lines to succeed. He was glad he didn't need it anymore...

"If you're broke to the point of needing to warn your friends, Himuro, don't worry. Let's play and bet while we're at it, and if I win-"

"I'm not going to give you the number of one of my friends, forget about it."

"I wasn't going to say that! I was going to say that if I win, I want half your tokens."

"Oh…," Himuro blinks, exchanging a brief look with Kaneda before nodding. "That's all? Alright then. If I win, you'll pay my bill on our next night out."

"Deal!"

"And he still complains when I say he throws money away…," Himuro rolls his eyes. "Just don't complain after you make a fool of yourself in front of the ladies here."

"You're the one who's gonna make a fool of yourself! Just let me slay this lil' fucker here first," He declares as he also chooses his character. Kaneda doesn't even try to argue, shrugging.

"Okay. Let's just bet the tokens this time, Okubo, otherwise you won't have any money left over to pay the bet with Himuro..."

"Are you already assuming that I’m going to lose?! I won't say out loud what you are only because we have ladies present in the room!," Okubo snorts, and suddenly focuses his attention on the girls surrounding Himuro. "I want to ask you ladies a question, if you don't mind."

“Uh… sure, go ahead,” The chubby one exchanges a bewildered look with her friend before they nod, a bit hesitant, while Himuro shoots Okubo a warning look. If he even tried to rain on his parade...

"If you were to choose one of those prizes, what would it be?"

It was hard to say who had the more astonished expression there: if those two girls or Himuro himself. The three stared at Okubo as he pointed to the prize counter beyond, waiting for an answer. The girls look at each other again.

"Uh… well, I don't know," The thinner one looks sideways at her friend. "One of the electronics, maybe? I've been needing a new headset, but they cost a shitload of tokens..."

"Yep. But there are some more affordable prizes that are cute, like those keychains in the shape of arcade machines.

"Yes! And the teddy bears..."

"And the neon signs! They are a nice decoration for the bedroom, or for the kitchen area..."

"A neon sign!," Okubo exclaims, smiling excitedly. "Damn, how come I didn't think of that before? Now I know exactly what to spend the tokens I'm going to win on!," He turns to the arcade machine, even more determined. "Thanks for the female opinion, ladies!"

"Uuh…you're welcome!," They nod, still stunned, but also looking relieved. "Anyway… will you continue teaching us the mechanics of the game, Himuro?"

“Uh… oh yes! Yes, of course, excuse me...," Himuro nods quickly, returning his attention to the arcade machine, but not before exchanging a somewhat astonished look with Kaneda. The later just can't resist, wanting more details while he and Okubo go back to playing.

"Hey, don't you already have one of those neon signs in your apartment?"

"Yeah, in my reading room. There, take this sequence, sucker!"

"Oh, there will be payback! But seriously, why would you want a female opinion to get another sign?"

"Oh, the sign isn't for me," Okubo shrugs, almost pressing his eyes to the screen in his concentration. "It's for Tomori. Something cool for her to put in her kitchen..."

Kaneda had suspected that since Okubo started asking Himuro's friends questions, but it was good to hear confirmation. He smiles to himself, hoping that Himuro had heard that too.

"If that’s the case, I might let you win a couple of matches, just to increase your chances…"

"Don't you dare! How am I going to give her a gift that I got only 'cause my opponent pitied me?," He asks indignantly. "I couldn't consider myself a worthy man! Forget it, I'll get those tokens on my own merit!"

“Then you'd better step up your game, because at this rate you won't even be able to pick up pins from the prize counter. Aaand I won again!"

"Argh, no! Holy shit, you...! You distracted me on purpose!," Okubo points accusingly at him, furious, to which Kaneda shakes his head, smiling cheekily.

"Baseless accusations are the weapon of losers. Your tokens, please."

"Uugh… I'll get them all back, just you wait! But on another game, 'cause I already gave up on this one..."

Kaneda was still laughing when Rihito approached them, hands shoved in his pants pockets, face twisted in a spectacular frown.

"No luck on the hunt, I suppose," Kaneda deduces, to which Rihito snorts.

"What do you think? Even the nerds don't care about big, bulky guys! All they want is the pretty boys, with their lustrous hair and their sissy colognes..."

"If that's not an incentive for you to take more baths, I don't know what else would be."

"Shut up, Himuro! Look, he's just being an asshole, okay? I take lots of baths!," Rihito exclaims to Himuro's companions, in a rush that makes them take a step back. "Even when I don't have to!"

"Yeah, right. And relax, he looks like a gorilla in heat, but he's harmless," Himuro assures the girls. "And he won't participate in the lessons either, I'm a feminist teacher who values ​​female education above any other, haha."

They laugh, leaning closer to him again, whereupon Rihito glares at him with a rage that would've set him on fire, if looks could kill.

"Ugh, I'm so fucking pissed!," He snarls, almost knocking over a nearby machine by abruptly inserting a token into it. "Are you guys seeing this? And he has the gall to complain when we get together to beat his ass, right, Okubo?"

"Yeah, he’s a narcissistic asshole," Okubo nods, then points "Anyway, let’s play OutRun, Rihito! I'm tired of fighting games for now..."

"Kaneda made you his punching bag again, didn't he?"

"Fuck off! Do you wanna play or not? I know I can beat you."

“Ohoho, you shouldn't have said that. I'll turn you into roadkill! C'mon," He makes room for Okubo to join him. “This way I can distract myself by destroying you so I don't have listen to that man-whore's cheap pick-up lines!"

"Yeah. It's a win-win situation," Okubo nods, and Kaneda watches as he concentrates completely on the game, while Rihito continues to throw irritated glances at Himuro and his friends from time to time.

"That fuckin' playboy… I'm sure he does that on purpose."

"Yeah...," Okubo just nodded, absorbed in the game.

"Rubbing his conquests in our faces… what would it cost him to lend a hand to his pals? It's not like he lacks female attention!"

"Yep..."

"He's picking up two chicks at the same time. Two! Y'know those documentaries about compulsive hoarders? That's what Himuro is! A hoarder, and he needs an intervention in the form of a beating!"

"For sure."

"Doesn't that make your blood fucking boil? I know Kaneda doesn't care but we're basically starving for pussy and he doesn't even take pity on us!"

"I know, right."

"... I mean, it's not your case anymore, right? You have Miss Uta now, you haven't banged her only 'cause you're a sucker..."

"Yeah..."

"I knew it!," He slams his hands on the panel, indignant. "You're not even listening to me, you asshole!"

"I was paying attention to the game! The game you just lost, by the way," Okubo points to the screen, smiling devilishly. "Who's the sucker now, huh? Finally I got something out of this shit, man!"

"What- did you do it on purpose? Have you became this lil' fucker's apprentice or something?!," Rihito points indignantly at him, and even Kaneda laughs at that, putting a hand on his chest and pretending to wipe away a tear.

"They grow up so fast!"

"Let's pray that he doesn't grow even more, otherwise he won't be able to go through any more doors..."

"Shut up, Himuro! Anyway...," Okubo huffs while Himuro's friends giggle. "I was really concentrating on the game, but I heard you muttering incessantly and concluded that I could use that to my advantage, hehe!"

"Son of a bitch."

"Hahaha! No, seriously, what were you talking about, man? It was something about Himuro..."

Rihito stares at him as if questioning his intelligence. Or his sanity. Probably both.

"Dude, are you serious? You always get as mad about it as I do!"

"Mad about what?"

"What do you mean 'about what'? About how easily Himuro picks up chicks, while the two of us are always left with crumbs!," He exclaims in frustration, opening his arms, and Himuro, further on, flinches when his two friends stare at him with wide eyes.

"Ahaha, he's exaggerating, that idiot... stop raining on my parade, you jerk!"

"Shut up, that's what you get for not being more humble! And you," He turns to Okubo again. "Since when have you been so indifferent to his conquests? Just because you already scored with one girl? Or..."

Rihito falls silent as Okubo widens his eyes a little, his face starting to flush, unmistakably red under the neon lights inside the arcade. Kaneda takes a step closer to them, curiosity getting the better of him. Even Himuro stopped paying attention to his new friends to listen to their conversation intently.

"Okubo...?," Rihito calls, starting to widen his eyes too. "You…?"

"H-Hey, what's this? Are you going to keep changing the subject instead of demanding a rematch like you always do?," Okubo interrupts him quickly, putting his hand in his pocket to pick up a token, which he almost drops in his desperate rush. "Let’s play more, c'mon! Unless you're scared of losing to me again..."

"What the- as if!," And with that, Rihito's attention is masterfully diverted,his fists clenching with determination. "Just you wait, I'll get my tokens back and rub your ugly mug all over that panel!"

They focus their attention on the game, while Himuro and Kaneda once again exchange a look that was worth many words. Rihito might have the attention span of a hyperactive child, but they weren't like him. They weren't going to drop that matter.

After some time of gameplay, name-calling and threats from one of the arcade employees that Rihito would be thrown out if he punched another machine, the four of them had won a lot of tokens between themselves, Okubo in particular. He happily counted them, ignoring Rihito's resentful glares.

"There's going to be payback, do you hear me? I’ll come back for more!"

"Of course, man, my ass beatings are quite addictive!"

"Shut up, you lost a match against Himuro and two against Kaneda!"

"And thanks to you I recovered all the tokens I had lost in them. Thanks a bunch!," Okubo pats Rihito on the shoulder, and walks away laughing when he threatens him with his fist. "Come on, Rihito, you also won enough tokens to get a prize at the counter!"

"Yeah, but not as much as you guys! Speaking of which, you got enough tokens for what?," Rihito asks Himuro and Kaneda, who were also counting their tokens.

"Enough for a mini-game, I think. But I also got two phone numbers, so I have nothing to complain about," Himuro comments, ignoring when Rihito flips him the bird. Kaneda, on the other hand, smiles excitedly.

"I think I have enough for that headset! It's what I wanted, so I'm satisfied."

"Lucky for you… if I manage to get a t-shirt with the arcade's logo, and one that fits me, it'll already be a lot," Rihito snorts, turning to Okubo next. "And you? What prize will you take?"

"One of those neon signs! There are some cute ones that I think will look cool in Tomori's kitchen... what?," He blinks when he sees his friend's disbelieving expression.

"Are you going to get a prize for Miss Uta? Aren't you going to spend that pile of tokens on yourself?"

"Of course I will, man! With what's left over, I can get that cool Ultraman keychain-"

"What keychain, man! There's so many cool things to choose from that counter, and you choose to spend your tokens on a gift for a girl who isn't even here playing with us?," Rihito insists on his questions, gesticulating agitatedly. Kaneda looks from one to the other, very interested, while Himuro rolls his eyes.

"If you followed that example, you'd get some phone numbers too..."

"Shut up! I know you wouldn't spend your tokens on any chick!"

"Yeah, I wouldn't spend it on chicks with whom I'm just fuck-buddies with,  anyway. But in Okubo's case..."

"Ugh, leave me alone!," Okubo turns his back on them, the tips of his ears red. "What I do with my tokens is my problem, okay? If I want to spend them on someone else, it's my fuckin' right!"

"Yeah, but I don't see how you're going to be able to bang someone with a stupid neon sign..."

"Ugh, forget it," Okubo rolls his eyes. "Lets just go to the counter already, I don't want anyone passing in front of me and taking that Ultraman keychain..."

The other three don't argue, following behind. But Rihito continued to stare at his back suspiciously. Himuro and Kaneda just hoped it didn't take too long for him to get what was going on too.

The prize counter was currently full, the attendants having to split up to tend to the queue of players who wanted to claim their prizes. Fortunately, no one there seemed to have won as many tokens as they did. It was one of the perks of being fighters with superhuman reflexes.

"We need to come back here more often. This is the perfect place to get useless, cool trinkets," Himuro comments, and Kaneda nods.

"I know, right! How about we take a day to choose the most expensive prize and join forces to gather enough tokens?"

“The problem is, we'd have to share whatever the prize is in that case. But I'm up for it, if y'all don't try to be smart asses about it."

"We were the ones who should be telling you that! You're the one who most needs to learn the concept of sharing..."

"Is this about those girls' phone numbers? I won't give you one, stop insisting!"

"Come on, what would it cost you? You have five hundred others in your contacts!"

"I swear, Rihito, you're worse than those elementary school kids who want everything the others have in their hands..."

"You could at least arrange something with one of them for me! The thin one had a prettier face, but the chubby one had a nice ass..."

"Man, I swear I want to help you, but I can't do shit when you don't help yourself!"

"Aren't you going to ask for the phone number of one of those girls too, Okubo?," Kaneda asks, while the other two argue. Okubo looks to the side before shaking his head.

"Nah, I'm good. It's not like Himuro would give one to me, anyway..."

Kaneda nods slowly, his fox-like eyes fixed on him as he leans toward the prize counter, inspecting it with interest.

"Man, it's kinda hard to choose. There aren't many with a culinary theme," He comments, frowning a little. Most are gamer-themed..."

"Huh. I wonder why? The fact that we're in an arcade shouldn't have anything to do with it."

"Shut up, Himuro."

"Why not choose one with a broader theme?," Kaneda suggests, leaning over to inspect the signs, which were exposed on the wall just behind the prize counter. "The one where you read 'Smile and Smash' is funny, because the word can refer to both food and fights. .."

"You're right!," Okubo smiles, excited, taking the tokens from his pocket and depositing them on the counter as he called, raising his arm, "Hey, lady, excuse me! I want to exchange these tokens here for that sign-"

"Hey, no! I want that sign there!"

Okubo immediately looks over his shoulder in surprise upon hearing the voice that exclaimed in agitation. He assumes a defensive posture, placing himself in front of the counter, straightening his back so his height and width are clearly evident. He didn't enjoy intimidating civilians, but if he had to...

"Oh, come on, don't make that face! I swear I'm willing to negotiate for it, haha."

Okubo's determination to fight for the prize wanes a little when he realizes who his challenger is. A woman was approaching quickly while smiling sympathetically at him, carrying a bag full of cute pins and charms. She nods in a friendly way, and if it weren't for the words she used, he would never have guessed that she was talking to him.

“Uhhhh…” He scratches the back of his head, exchanging a brief look with his friends, to which they just shrug. He turns to the girl again. "Sorry, lady, but… do you want that sign? That one specifically?," He points to said sign on the wall, to which the woman nods.

"Yes! Sorry, but I've had my eye on it since I walked into the arcade earlier."

"Well, so did I," He frowns a little, looking to the side. "Look, can't you pick another one? There are some really cool models too, and some even cute, girlier-"

“Hey, that's stereotyping, you know?," She puffs out her cheeks a little, and the expression reminds him a lot of Tomori. "I want this one, it's the one that best matches the aesthetics of my apartment. Why don't you choose another one? There are much more masculine ones there-"

“Hey, now you're the one stereotyping!,” He complains, raising his index finger in warning. And to his surprise, instead of taking his cue and raising her voice, she laughed. And it was a very delicate, bashful laugh, a hand with well-painted nails over her mouth.

"Ahaha, fair enough! Sorry about that. It's just that when you see a man as big and strong as you, a cute neon sign isn't the first thing you associate with him."

Okubo blinks, taking a few seconds to understand her words, as well as the slightly ingratiating smile that accompanied them. He distinctly hears Rihito mutter a “you gotta be kidding me…” from behind him, and he couldn't help but share the sentiment.

Holy shit… he would've looked around for the cameras recording a possible prank if he wouldn't look ridiculous doing it. He clears his throat in an attempt to find his voice.

"Uh... yeah, I'm a little box full of surprises, haha ," He laughs a little too loudly. "But the truth is that the sign isn't for me…"

"Is it for a sister? A niece? Anyway, it's very sweet of you," She deduces, her smile widening, "I'm even embarrassed to keep insisting on taking the sign, in this case."

"Uh- no, actually it's for-"

"How about we make a trade then?," She suddenly suggests. And at his confused expression, she laughed again. "Oh, am I being too forward? Sorry, I didn't even introduce myself. I'm Hirata Chise, but you can call me just Chise. And you?

"Huh... Okubo. Okubo Naoya," He answers, without thinking too much. And his surprise only grows when her eyes widen in sudden recognition.

"Okubo… wait, isn't that the name of that famous fighter? The MMA one?"

... Seriously, was that some kind of delusion? Was he dreaming and he didn't realize it? Or was he suddenly transported to a universe where women recognized him and were interested in him as if he had switched places with Himuro?

He again looked over his shoulder, wanting to see if Rihito, Himuro and Kaneda were listening to make sure he wasn't freaking out, but the three had walked a good few steps away, seeming interested in what the prize counter was displaying. Or at least they pretended to be. He'd known those fuckers long enough to know they had their ears pricked.

"Ahaha… yeah. That's me,” He nods, scratching the back of his head again, and the girl lets out an excited gasp.

"Damn, I can't believe I'm talking so casually with a guy like that!l" She exclaims, clapping her hands excitedly. "One of my friends back there commented that she thought you looked familiar!"

"Wow... I'm flattered, being recognized like this by a group of pretty girls. It doesn't happen every day, haha!," He comments without thinking much; if he hadn't been able to control his silver tongue all those weeks, he wouldn't be able to now. "But in that case... do you think an autograph and a selfie are enough to pay for the sign?"

She laughs again, shaking her head. "Nice try. But I was actually going to propose a more specific exchange."

"Oh... I'll cover part of the price for the sign, if that's the case, no fuss-"

"No, that's not it," She turns her head a little. "I'm not interested in money. I'm more interested in knowing a little more about the guy offering it to me."

... Holy fuck. That was the only reaction his mind was able to conjure up at the moment. Just... holy fuck.

He now wondered if the girl's initial intention was really to convince him to give up the sign, or if it was all just a pretext to get closer. And he wondered, too, if he wasn't being too arrogant to consider that possibility. But after all those years, he couldn't conceive a reality where women spontaneously flirted with him. None had done so before.

None, except for...

“Uh…look, lady-”

"Chise."

"Chise," He corrects himself. "I… damn, I don't even know what to say, haha…"

"You don't have to say anything, just answer if you accept my proposal. What do you think?," She plays with a lock of hair, tucking it behind her ear, and again, Tomori's smiling face appears in his head. "Want to go grab food after we exit the arcade? Your friends can come too! One of my friends even wants the number of that tanned guy..."

Okubo distinctly heard one of the guys further back having a coughing fit. Rihito, probably. He, however, concentrated on taking a closer look at the woman before him.

She must've been a little shorter than Kaneda. She was dressed casually and a little heavy, considering it was summer, but with the arcade's AC running, it shouldn't have been a nuisance to her. A delicate white wool cardigan over a baby blue boatneck top, a pink slant skirt, tights and ballet flats. It all complemented her proportionate figure. Her hair was black and straight, framing a face with skin so fair it was almost freckled. Her eyes were large and expressive, and her pink painted mouth looked very kissable.

Verdict: she was a pretty girl. Beautiful, even. Hell, two months ago he would've accepted the invitation without even thinking twice! But now...

Well, now all he could do was look at her clothes and think that cute pastel style would look just as good on Tomori.

Holy shit, if he'd had any doubts before that he was really fucked, it was gone for good.

"... I appreciate the invitation, Chise, seriously," He assures, smiling with a certain guilt. "But I can't accept it. What I was trying to say is that this sign is a gift for a woman, but not a sister or niece. It's a friend. But she's still someone important to me.

“…Oh,” Chise blinks, and her disappointed expression manages to make him feel a little guilty. “Wow, I- I didn't know you had a girlfriend…”

"I don't. But..."

“But she is a candidate for the post. Got it," She nods, looking to the side while making a face. "Damn, that's kinda embarrassing..."

"Don't feel bad, you're pretty as hell! It's just that I-"

"I understood. You don't have to try to make me feel better," She interrupts him, waving a hand. "I'm late, that's okay. Life goes on."

"Uh… my tanned friend can still give you his number, he's available," Holy shit, when would he have thought that one day he would offer Himuro's contact information to random women without seething with rage and envy?

"Oh… well…," She looks from behind him, suddenly interested. "Yeah, he's really hot, wow!"

He didn't know whether to be relieved or offended that she had recovered from his rejection so quickly, and all because of that man-whore's presence.

"Yeah, that's what they all say. I can call him right now if you want-"

"Hey, lady, is that a number you want? Well, you can stop looking for it now!"

Rihito's loud voice, right next to his right ear, made Okubo jump, but not as much as Chise did. She takes a step back as Rihito claps his friend's shoulder in a friendly way, smiling a bit too enthusiastically at her.

"So, what do you say? My pal here is not interested, but I sure am! You're a knockout, y'know?"

“Uh…thanks, but I-”

"And you still came with a bunch of equally hot friends! Wonderful, so none of my pals will be alone. Let’s exchange numbers! Then we can schedule a mixer!," He offers. "In the meantime, do you want help choosing another prize, since my friend here wants that dumb sign?"

"No, no need to-"

"Come on, don't be shy! I just want to lend you a hand, be a gentleman. You like gentlemen, right? I can be that and much more with the right encouragement, hehe- hey, hey, where are you going? We haven't even exchanged numbers yet! Hey!," he calls, a little too loudly, as the girl hurries away with a grimace. He sighs. "Man, it's always the same. But hey, this time it was for a good cause."

Okubo imitates poor Chise's grimace.

"Wait, is this serious? Like, it's nice of you and all, bro, but there's no need to scare the poor girl away just so I wouldn't get in a tight spot-"

"What? I didn't do this for you, what the hell! I did it because Himuro already got two numbers, and I'd be even more pissed if he got a third."

"... Son of a bitch. A genius, but still a son of a bitch. And stupid, because you ruined a chance to go out with that girl, I could have introduced you, to her, dumbass."

"Wow," Rihito raises an eyebrow. "Were you really going to introduce me to her? You, the guy who's as pussy starved as I am? So does that mean you weren't interested in her?"

Okubo's eyes widen at his friend's question, but he takes a deep breath, both to avoid punching him in the face and dying of embarrassment. "​​I can't do two different things at the same time outside the octagon, I'm focused on getting my freakin' prize!," he points to the sign. "And really, if you're that desperate, go to Miss Rino's club and leave me alone!"

"Without you? Man, the problem with your dick is worse than I thought..."

"You're going to have a problem with yours if you don't quit your bullshit…," Okubo threatens, getting tense, the tokens in his hand crumpling. "Either you stop bothering me or I'll make you a punching bag and we'll never come back here again!," he looks Rihito in the eyes, showing his full height, the shadow passing over the other. Himuro and Kaneda knew that pose very well, but he had never threatened Rihito with such anger.

Rihito blinks, momentarily perplexed. But considering how his expression darkened as well, he recovered pretty quickly.

"Huh? Are you trying to intimidate me,you jerk? You're thinking I'm afraid of your fucked-up face or something?," He yells, advancing and pointing to the other. "You're big but so am I, fucker! Fuckin' come at me!"

"Not as big as I am, asshole!"

Both raise their fists.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!," Himuro's voice interrupts them, while he puts himself between the two with Kaneda. "Let's stop right there because things are getting very serious! Seriously, Rihito, dude's hung up on only one girl, so let him be. And you, Okubo... you can stop hiding it, we already know that you got it bad for Miss Uta. So calm the fuck down, grab that stupid sign and lets get the hell outta here, okay?"

If there was a more effective way to quell a heated argument, Okubo didn't know it. He stares at Himuro, dumbfounded, mouth gaping in mute shock. He turns to the other two, wanting to say something, but his voice just won't come out. Rihito crosses his arms, frowning and still breathing heavily, while Kaneda just sighs heavily, running his right hand through his hair.

"Look, Himuro is right. Let's just get our prizes and leave before the arcade staff come shooing us out for good. We can talk better once we're out."

Rihito lets out a disinterested grunt, shrugging, while Okubo can't think of anything to reply. The expression 'deer in the headlights' seemed to have been made for him.

They exchange the tokens for the prizes and leave the arcade very quickly, being followed by several pairs of eyes. Yeah, apparently their faces wouldn't be forgotten so soon. Once on the street of the shopping area, Okubo seriously considered running away, but decided against it after concluding that those three would easily catch up with him, considering the movement around them. He didn't want to look like a coward, either.

He winces as he feels the three pairs of eyes glued to his back, practically burning the back of his neck. He wanted to tell them to fuck off, Rihito in particular. What the hell did they want him to say?! That he was sorry for not saying anything sooner? As if they had an obligation to share every single detail of their lives with each other...

"So," Himuro sighs. "We already know, big guy. Spit it out."

He lets out a huge grunt, throwing his head back in an exaggerated motion. Kaneda sighs too.

"Don't be dramatic, Okubo, c'mon..."

"I'm not! Why do I have to spit out something?," He asks, a little too aggressively, as he glares at them over his shoulder. "Haven't you already figured it all out on your own? Aren't you hard-boiled detectives, the fucking japanese Sherlock Holmeses? So there's that!"

"Yeah, but we still want to hear it from your mouth..."

"Well, it ain't gonna happen! And you won't make me, not even if you threaten to beat the shit outta me, the three of you at the same time," He warns, pointing to them. Rihito, Himuro and Kaneda looked at each other, communicating non-verbally in a way that got on his nerves. And then Rihito snorts, reaching into his pocket and pulling out his phone.

"Oh, we won't? I didn't want to do this, but you gave me no choice."

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"If you don't say what we want to hear right now, I'm going to call Miss Uta and spill the beans to her."

"What- No!," Okubo almost screams, turning around immediately, his eyes bugging out. "It doesn't- I mean- you're bluffing, you asshole! You don't even have her number!"

"And how do you know?," Rihito narrows his eyes menacingly. "I entered her house even before you did, remember? What guarantee do you have that I haven't had her number for a while too?"

"Rihito...!," Okubo growls, getting redder by the second, and Himuro and Kaneda move away to avoid the collision, in case he charges at the other. "I swear I'll rearrange your whole fucking face! Drop that phone!"

"Eh, I don’t feel like it," He slides his thumb up and down the screen in defiance. "My thumb is itching to press the call button..."

"I'm serious! Give me that shit!," Okubo reaches out, furious, but Rihito is faster, throwing the phone aside. The device is deftly picked up by Himuro, and Okubo just wants to scream in frustration. "Damn you...! What do you want from me?"

“We want the truth, man. That's all," Himuro shakes the phone from side to side as Okubo scratches his scalp hard.

"Ugh, why? Didn't you already figure it out on your own?!"

"Yes, but it's still serious enough to demand confirmation from the accused party himself," Kaneda declares, and when Okubo tries to steal the cell phone from Himuro's hands, he more than quickly throws it to him, and Kaneda puts it inside his garments. "Come on, just say yes or no. Are you in love with Miss Uta?"

"I..."

"Don't give me that 'I' crap, it's yes or no, dipshit!," Rihito rolls her eyes. "Go ahead, spit it out, or Kaneda will have a lot to talk about with Miss Uta on the phone.”

"Fucking hell, I hate you guys...!"

"We love you too. Now answer us, goddamn it, before-"

"YES!," Okubo finally shouts, throwing his arms up in absolute frustration and making some people passing nearby jump. "I've got it bad for her, damn it! So much so that it even scares me a little! I keep thinking about having the sappiest moments possible with her and I can't even be embarrassed about of it, for fuck's sake! I know this all started because I wanted to get laid, but now that's not all I want, okay? She's cute, funny, firm in her convictions and fiercer than half the guys I've faced in my matches! I want that woman all to myself, and if I have to give up the playboy lifestyle, then so be it! She's worth ten thousand others!," He faces his friends, furiously red, breathing hard. "There, I said it! Are you jerks happy now?!"

Rihito, Himuro, and Kaneda just stare at him, eyes wide and jaws slack. The uncomfortable silence lasts for almost half a minute, where they are sizing each other up, waiting for someone to make the first move. Some people on the street were watching them, curious, worried about the shouting, some even laughing as they sneered at Okubo. Did he have time to run to the light and throw himself in front of the first car that passed?

It is then that Himuro lets out a farting sound, turning his face to the side. Kaneda hides a chuckle by covering his mouth with the sleeve of his robes, and Rihito opens a huge devilish smile.

"Yeah, man, now we are. But you wanna hear something funny?"

"What?!"

"I was really bluffing. Miss Uta never gave me her number. Sorry about that, hehehe."

“Wha- oooooh, you fucking bitches!," Okubo almost squeals, barely making himself heard amidst the laughter of his friends. "You tricked me! You deceived me! You stabbed me in the back! You fucking traitors! You deserve to burn in Hell!

"Hell? After everything we've been doing to help our soap opera protagonist? Our little allotment in Heaven is already reserved!," Himuro declares, imitating his dramatic tone, and Rihito laughs mischievously.

"Reserved with all honors, because only a saint can endure all this sissy shit without wanting to pull his hair out, hehehahaha!"

"But our mission will only be complete when the main couple is made official, which I hope will happen without half of this fussiness, for the sake of Okubo's dignity," Kaneda comments, still laughing, and the three disperse between laughs while Okubo tried to kick them, mortified.

"I'm going to make your death certificates official, you assholes!"

"Don't do that, Okubo! You can't tell Miss Uta everything you told us from inside a prison cell!"

"No, he can! This will only make the soap opera even more dramatic and interesting to watch!"

"A statement straight from the penitentiary, guys, it's pure originality! It's just a shame that Okubo won't be able to remain faithful in that case, if the stories about what goes on in the showers there are true!"

"Seriously, can you guys remind me why we're still friends? At the moment I can't think of any reason! You shitheads...," Okubo gives up on his rage, putting his right hand on his furiously red face and groaning, trying to ignore how the other three laughed in his ear.

"Want a reminder, you jerk? Don't forget that we've been willing to accompany you all these weeks to that sugar shack, all the times you wanted to see this girl, without asking for anything in return," Rihito points at him, to which Okubo rolls his eyes.

"Anything? I've already lost count of how many cookies, donuts, croissants and nightcaps I had to pay you."

"And that, for your bank account, is the same as nothing!"

"You really think that I shit money, don't you?"

"Doesn't matter! The point is," Kaneda starts, raising a finger. "We've always been here, supporting you, haven't we? We helped you with every doubt you had about the best ways to approach Miss Uta."

"We even agreed to learn how to cook rice balls and research about flowers when you insisted on that complete bouquet shit," Himuro crosses his arms. "Is that being a traitor? You ungrateful asshole."

Okubo blushes again, remorse overcoming his anger and embarrassment. He presses the neon sign box to his chest.

“I… I'm sorry, guys. It's just that...," He then sighs, running a hand over his face. "I've wanted to be open with you for a while, but I couldn't..."

"Why not?"

"Because I knew you were going to make fun of me, damn it!"

"Of course we would! It's one of life's inevitabilities!," Rihito shrugs. "Even more so with that statement of yours now. We really didn't expect you to give in with such enthusiasm..."

"Give in? What does that... oooh, you...!," His eyes widened when he realized. "Was all that antics, from the arcade until here, on purpose? Even your teasing, you bleached fag?!"

"That's not what your mom called me last night! But yeah, it was on purpose," Rihito admits, not seeming at all ashamed of it. "After seeing you rejecting a babe like that, we had no more doubts. It was all about getting you to spit it all out.

"Yep! And there's no 'we', Himuro and I had realized it a long time ago," Kaneda says. "I just wanted to make sure that you yourself had realized it too."

“Yeah, I… I already had. It's been a few days, actually," Okubo admits, a little grudgingly. Now that he'd given himself away like an idiot, there was no point in trying to hide it. The four of them resume walking, still talking. "Since that day I entered her house for the first time."

"Jeez, since that day? But…," Himuro then blinks. "Wait, wasn't it the same day you found out about the posters in her room?"

"Holy shit, it is! So that's why you didn't bang her?," Rihito asks, a bit indignant. "Because you realized that you've got it bad for her? Was the poster thing a lie?"

"Hell no, it was true!," He reassures quickly. "I didn't send pictures to prove it only because I was too shocked at the time!"

"And because it would be a tremendous disrespect for her privacy, right?"

“… Y-Yeah, that too."

"Good lord..."

"Anyway!," Okubo shakes his head, his face red. "I did intend to finally get to third base with her that night, and the fucking posters got in the way. But then when I realized how I felt... I concluded that this was no longer my priority. I'm not saying I don't want it anymore!," He warns when Rihito opens his mouth to say something. "Because I really want to! It's just that this is no longer my main goal, but a consequence of it."

"So your main goal is for Miss Uta to be your girlfriend, is that it?," Himuro asks, and Okubo nods shyly.

"Yeah. My official girlfriend, the kind I won't hide even from paparazzi."

"You wouldn't have to, it's not like you need to worry about paparazzi on the same rate as Sekibayashi or Gaolang…”

"Fuck off, Himuro."

"Anyway, it's like Kaneda said, isn't it?," Rihito says suddenly. "The soap opera doesn't end while the main couple isn't made official. As long as Miss Uta is not officially your girl, this hullabaloo will never end. So in that case..."

"What? Are you- Are you still going to help me?," Okubo asks, surprised and a little emotional, "Even with the change of plans?"

"Of course! I mean, it's not like I can make a pass at her right after you any longer. I would be the biggest backstabber this side of Tokyo," Rihito shrugs, "And if you become a fallen soldier, there's less competition during our 'hunts'."

“And one less desperate idiot to bother me when I'm gathering phone numbers,” Himuro nods, and Okubo stares at them, unimpressed.

“I should've figured it was because you were going to get something out of it…"

"Yeah, we all got something out of it. You included. Come on, we still want to see you happy, and we've proved that to you from the start, haven't we?," Kaneda smiles, giving him a friendly pat on the back. "We're just going to keep doing what we've always done. Not even our strategies need to change. You've seen how good we are with them."

"Yeah! Thanks to our masterstroke, you spilled the beans," Rihito raises a thumb, smiling sharply. "We just need to maintain the quality of the service and Miss Uta will be yours in no time. And it's not like she doesn't want the same anyway."

Okubo swallows a little, trying to clear a sudden lump in his throat. Those fuckers managed to prove themselves the best of friends even when they were acting like self-serving assholes, holy shit...

"Yeah... thanks, guys... but do you really think she feels the same?"

"Bro, only an idiot wouldn't think so! She's been crazy about you from the start!," Rihito gestures, to which the bald man shakes his head.

"She was crazy about me from the beginning like a fan is crazy about her idol. But now things have changed between us. And even with the dates, kisses and fun times spent together, I don't know if her feelings are growing alongside mine, at least not at the same speed..."

"Dude, give us a fucking break!," Rihito rolls his whole head along with his eyes. "Worrying about this now will only get in the way of your plans. If she doesn't happen to feel that way now, just make sure she feels that way from now on!"

"Man, it's not that simple..."

“Actually, it is that simple. Yes, Rihito is right, as absurd as it may seem," Kaneda nods, ignoring when Rihito gives him the middle finger. "Even if by some chance she hasn't reached the same level as you in terms of how she feels, nothing prevents her from reaching that point eventually. Just keep doing what you're doing, it's been working so far."

"But I personally don't think that's the case," Himuro comments. "The way she was looking at you when Murobuchi showed up at the bakery that day... if that wasn't the look of a girl who was completely smitten, I don't know what else would be."

"Really?!"

"Trust me, I'm somewhat of an expert in that department."

"Stop using our pal's amorous afflictions as a pretext to boast, you man-whore!"

"Ahahaha!," Okubo laughs loudly, his free hand on his stomach. The other three stare at him in disbelief.

"He didn't give a shit about Himuro's exhibitionism… yeah, he's really fucked."

"Yeah, but he seems to be happy about it too. That's what matters, I guess."

"No, that's- that's not it! It's just that I…," Okubo coughs a little to try to control his laughter. "It's just that I'm feeling lighter, after finally telling you guys the truth. It's too good to know that I no longer need to hide, pretend, make excuses..."

“Yeah, well, now you're free to be the hopeless romantic you've always been inside. We're not going to judge you… too much," Rihito adds after thinking, and then he laughs at Okubo's frown. "Come on, man, isn't it enough that we're on your side? That we want this to happen almost as much as you? I said that day, making this girl yours is now a matter of honor!"

"Yes! Seriously, thanks, Rihito-"

"And if you want to thank me when you two are officially together, her friend's number is enough payment!"

"Holy shit, this obsession of yours reached pathological levels! You fucking nutcase!"

The four of them continued walking, laughing and teasing each other, normality returning with an ease that Okubo was very grateful for. In love or not, he hoped he never changed how he saw his best friends, and he hoped they wanted the same...

It is then that Rihito's phone, still inside Kaneda's robes, vibrates. Kaneda stops walking, taking it out of there and giving him back to it's owner.

"Here, man. I forgot about it during the conversation..."

"Well, it served its purpose and that's enough, hehe. Okay, let's see who's bothering me this time...," He comments without much interest, dragging his thumb up on the screen. "A message from Kazuo about the thing with the licenses, and... wow!," He suddenly stops short, widening his eyes, as the other three almost run into him.

"Damn, don't block the way like that, dumbass!," Himuro exclaims. "What is it?"

"It's a message from Koga!," Rihito clicks on the contact, opening a huge, excited smile. "They did it, guys! Miss Kanami and the whole gang from the bakery found an available location!"

"Wait, really?!," Okubo exclaims, a little too loudly, while Himuro, Kaneda and he run to crowd around Rihito, wanting to see the messages too. "They really did?"

"Yeah! Apparently Gaoh found an empty lot not far from the SJPW headquarters that is the perfect size for the new facility. They went to check with Kazzy to see if there was a way to get in touch with the lot's original owner, and then Yoshitake helped too," Rihito explains while sliding the screen upwards with his thumb. "Now it's official, the lot is now Auntie's property!"

"Oh, this is great!," Kaneda exclaims while the other three punch the air excitedly. "​​After all these weeks, their efforts finally paid off! They honestly deserve it..."

"For sure! And we were part of it!," Himuro exchanges a high-five with Rihito. "Miss Kanami must be throwing punches of joy around, hahaha!"

"As long as it's not at us, I support it!," Okubo laughs loudly. ​​"Man, that calls for a celebration!"

"Koga and you thought the same thing, bro!," Rihito laughs out loud too, bringing the phone closer to Okubo’s face. "He’s already inviting everyone to a party at the sugar shack, that’s why he sent these messages!"

"What, today? Now?"

"Yeah! What do you say, gentlemen?," Rihito smiles invitingly. "Is there still room left in those bellies of yours for a feast?"

"Hell yeah!," Okubo, Himuro and Kaneda exclaim in unison, throwing their arms up. Hell, there would always be room in their stomachs for the wonderful food at the Heavy Bakery, especially when it had the sweet taste of victory going with it!

And for Okubo, that was another excellent excuse, because he could celebrate alongside Tomori! He could congratulate her on that achievement, eat and have fun with her in a happy and festive atmosphere and who knows, maybe even ask her to dance if they decided to play music...

It's then that an idea pops into his head, making him pause, arms still outstretched. He turns to his friends, his excitement building.

"Wait, guys, time out! I just had the best idea, but it's going to require us to go back to my apartment. We're going to need my car."

The other three stop celebrating and stare at him, curious.

"Oh yeah? Why?"

Okubo smiles in a hopeful way.

"Well, you won't want to carry our musical instruments on foot, on your backs, will you?"

NEXT CHAPTER

chapter 30 has me CLIMBING the WALLS

the visceral uncomfortableness of a dead silent car ride with these two,,,, i can not even begin to imagine it. the tension in there was so heavy and so dense i’m shocked it didnt make a black hole

first thought when naoya took a suddenly different turn on the street was “oh so we’re getting murdered in an alleyway??? left to die??” he does not come off with good vibes for himself at ALL. luckily its just for more doctors appointments. deeply sorry to every individual that had to be around these twos painfully obvious rift

EVERYTIME NAOYA TRIED TO TALK TO HER… i know hes done nothing to properly redeem himself but ohmygod i can feel the awkward pains. kudos to him for not just like bursting into tears in the elevator when she turned away. i would’ve been a mess.

i’m gonna THROTTLE this doctor (also y/n girl i get the frustration but what did you WANT him to SAY for you on the cheating question,,, if he speaks over you to answer i know you aren’t going to like that either he can NOT win this one,,,) - and also the one time naoya pulls himself together to assist by showing the ultrasound that gets just shot down as well. we are on a losing battle. naoya stans stay losing 😔

incredible balls to try for the “wanna get something to eat?” a SECOND time. that play failed MISERABLY last time and its already been a string of horrible events today but lets GO king!!🗣️💯🔥give us nothing!! 🔥🔥❗️💯

concluding- naoya has been exuding CRITICAL levels of shaking chihuahua and cringefail energy ft. y/n desperately trying to Hold It Together. exquisite chapter. looking forward to the next as always

AUGHAUAH I ALREADY SENT A CHAPTER 30 ASK BUT I REREAD IT THIS MORNING N WENT BACK OVER THE “test her condition” PART- not sure how i left this outta the last one that had me so fried

but am i hallucinating or is naoya… also hesitant about that? i know that its just two words “Naoya swallows” but it SOUNDS like he’s got just. the barest hint. the barest idea that perhaps,,, maybe,, that would be a bad thing to do. now if he knows the WHY of why it would be bad is a completely different question, but it at least reads as if he faintly understands he should NOT do that again.

(feel free to just like. screenshot this and throw it in w the bigger one lmaoo i still can’t believe i left this out its huge)

Hello!!!!

HAHAHAH I’m glad you’re suffering, I mean, enjoying the latest update 😊 Also, don't worry about the asks hehe you can send in as many as you want! I looooooove reading and answering them 🥺❤

Now, Imagine if someone decided to accompany them? I don’t know, like Ranta. I think the poor boy would’ve been like “omg… Naoya really has no chance” lol OR WORSE, NAOAKI FOR SURE Y/N WOULD’VE IGNORED NAOYA EVER MORE HAHAHA

“Y/N” Naoya calls “Is there something you’d like to—”

“Naoaki, look! There’s snow on the mountains! No wonder it’s so cold, guess we'll need more than a few blankets tonight”

Naoaki: 😳

Naoya cries, mind going on and on about what did Y/N mean with “we’ll” before remembering the night he saw him leave her chambers.

And I’m pretty sure that’s what Y/N thought too when they headed somewhere else lol she has long accepted that nothing good will come from him (but she didn’t expect it to happen so soon!!! She feared Hitomi and Haruko were going to be like GODDAMN IT I TOLD YOU TO NOT GO. Also, wasn't Naobito in charge of that!!?!?!) but thank God it was just him doing (1) of his many commitments towards Y/N, which considering whom they came from, mean nothing.

I’d hate to be the person attending them :s luckily… we’ll have something of that perspective next chapter (if I don’t discard it 🤭)

The worst part of Naoya’s continuous failing attempts would definitely have to be the way Y/N just turned away hahahah I was like DAMN girl, even if she was somewhat afraid of doing anything because of his outburst she really did that. And Naoya took it lmao straight to the heart. Good.

As for Naoya crying… heh. 😊 I just realized we haven’t seen him do that… interesting, I think you might like that one chapter.

The whole doctor thing was just awful. He was really out there, jabbing at anyone he could 😳 I’m surprised he didn’t kick it up a notch and slander Toji too. Though I think Naobito was like “No, Naoya is sensitive and he might actually kill you so chill, I still have use for you” lol

I’ll still defend Y/N by saying she hasn’t cheated on Naoya but…. I mean, the emotional department… that’s long gone hahahahahahahahahahhahahaahhahahaha Still, wtf is this man going over and over about that particular topic? Like, we get it. You want to know. Ok, sure, maybe she’s gotten something but these two for sure haven’t so NEXT. Shouldn't we be talking about Naoya in that sense???

As for the ultrasound part, I actually was like “huh, impressive Naoya decided to actually stand up and do something” maybe to get his money’s worth, or probably to reveal “WHAT THE HELL DO THESE THINGS MEAN????? IS THERE A BABY THERE OR NOT” get outta here... and how he reacted to the rest of the procedures I was just like yep, there he is... usual Naoya.

This man is grasping at straws at this point, inviting her out to eat was the evidence of that lol. If Y/N was a bit more… assertive and fearless, she would’ve been like “are you serious right now? You want me to get sentenced to death again? Sir, I only have one life, GOODBYE”

As for the “test her condition”… it’s the doctor instigating Y/N and Naoya again with Naoaki lol. I don’t know what this man is thinking, seriously. Probably that Y/N was abstaining to do the deed in a more pleasurable way 🤮and the way he was disappointed that there was no heartbeat or a fetus in there wtf lol.

Naoya is hesitant because of Naoaki more than anything, as well as the fact that he can’t get near Y/N at all, his father’s conditions for her survival looming in the back of his mind.

If it helps to give some peace of mind, Naoya does not have it in him to force himself on Y/N again, at least… not now. Because he knows if he crosses that line again, she’ll definitely run towards Naoaki and never leave, and his marriage is DONE. GONE. (can’t be a good person just cause, eh??)

Both characters are on a really tight spot, but I guess in an emotional distress Naoya is in the worse position as of right now. (Y/N is used to it in a way, while he’s barely comprehending what’s going on around him, he's got a whoooole world of turmoil to comprehend, and more to come lmao)

But as you said, we're out here cheering for Naoya lmao!!! Indeed, go give us nothing 😂😂 And the way you described Naoya as a chihuahua... lmao, couldn't be more accurate.

I'm so glad you like this chapter!! It gets me excited for the rest which I cannot wait to show :> !!!!!

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JJK || tiktok prank where you put them in s*x positions

(Yuuji, Megumi, Gojo, Nanami, Toji, Sukuna, Naoya)

warnings/tags: suggestive content, crack || all characters are aged up

A/N: this is so bad i apologise, I basically saw a tiktok where this girl puts her boyfriend in different sex positions under the guise of yoga, and now here we are😭 (this is “child’s pose” btw)

Yuuji :

genuinely excited to try out yoga positions with you, it’s like one of those “cute couple things” for him.

“Okay, so I get on all fours like this?”

“Uh huh, and then you just press your head forward in between your arms and arch your back.”

“Ahh, I definitely feel the stretch...wait, why aren’t you doing it?”

You die laughing while babyboy is just confused. Wakes you up at 12 am when he sees it on his tiktok feed and you’re confused as to why his hands are kneading the flesh of your thighs while he looks at you worriedly.

“I never thought you felt that much of a burn in your thighs while doing that.” 🥺

Megumi :

god knows how you’ve gotten him to agree to this, and even then, it’s still very begrudging agreement. Plus, you have to dress up in full yoga gear for him to actually take you seriously.

“Okay so this one is called a ‘froggy hop’. You squat down low and then you bounce- but keep your feet on the ground.”

He had sensed that you were upto something from the start so he’s pretty quick to catch onto it, the sincere concentration on his face turning into a scowl as he realises it “mid-hop”.

You’d be tackled down on the couch within seconds, him groaning into your neck in embarrassment, while you’re still laughing.

“We’re never-ever doing yoga again.”

“Sure sure, whatever you say ‘gumi!”

Your eyes widen, laughter dying down a bit as his hands pin your hands above your head, pout still evident on his face as he mumbles,

“I don’t think I mind the yoga pants though.”

Gojo :

we’ve all seen this man and his giraffe legs, so this was basically a way for him to show off his “flexibility”. Plus, he makes the effort to wear one of your yoga pants. When you mock him- he simply declares that you’re jealous his ass looks better in it.

“Huh? I’ve never heard of this one before- but it’s nothing Gojo Satoru can’t handle.”

He’s so dramatic with his movements, full on pokes his ass out while he bends his knees on the couch and holds onto the arm of it.

“Okay now you just put one of your leg up and arch your back- yup just like that.”

“Oh-”

Your attempt at running away is butchered by the 6’3 man throwing you over his shoulder and carrying you to the bedroom, a loud smack being delivers to your ass midway.

“Well, let’s see if you can handle a little more yoga for the rest of the night.”

Nanami :

another one who begrudgingly agrees, and you think it’s because of the rant you went on about the “stress-relieving” benefits of yoga, but in reality he saw you so excited about something and simply couldn’t deny you.🥺🥺

“Okay, so now we put our legs up into the air, and then you just press them to your chest.”

“Is this some new type of yoga? I can’t say I’m familiar with any that we’ve done today.”

Nanami still does it though, and you feel a little bad but at the same time you’re trying so hard to stifle a giggle that you end up snorting instead.

It all clicks pretty quickly after that. And before you know it, you’re being pulled on top of the man, his hand sliding inside the back of your shirt, a lazy but knowing smile resting on his lips as he says,

“Well, my love, allow me to teach you of the yoga positions I know about.”

Toji :

he will not do it. period. and you’d end up pouting and telling him about the prank.

“Ok, we’ll do it-”

“Really?!”

“...but you wear those grey yoga pants and I get to put you in the positions.”

“That’s just...regular sex in yoga pants Toji.”

“Exactly, now go change.”

“...”😐😐

“I’ll get you takeout afterwards.”

“Deal.”

Sukuna :

you’d probably have to sell your soul or something for it to happen- orr really hurt his ego.

“You’re just scared your ancient curse body can’t handle it.”

(Safe to say, your body was not able to handle what came afterwards). But, here you were in your living room later, the curse smirking while looking up at you from the floor where he laid in “child’s pose”.

He was a little suspicious from the start anyways, and it all came to him as he waited for you to look a little defeated, only to find you clutching your chest from laughter instead.

“Oh, so you think you’re the boss now huh?”

He made sure he took you in all those positions combined and more 😀

Naoya :

“yes, you just bend over the couch like that, and put your head on your forearms.”

You realise you’ve finally got him in a vulnerable position.

Seeing your chance, you kick him in the ass before driving a knife through his back. Then you run away to find a much better man (perhaps King Kita who drinks respect-women juice, unlike the fucking doormat you were dating.)

Hey sexy face , I wanna know something.

What kinks do you think the JJK fellas would be into ? Asking for a friend 🌚

im not sure whats jjk men your friend is looking to write for buttttttt ill do what i can lmfao

Gojo

Hes a whore we all know.

Definitely eats ass like its his last meal. When youre freshly waxed he suck your cewchie like a neckbone . That bonesless cewchie effect fr.

Would be into public sex, want people to see/hear how good he makes you feel

Definitely into bondage/bdsm but likes to be the one tied up.

Loves watching you struggle to take his dick and the way you squeeze around him when he praises you.

Mirror sex is his favorite. he likes to watch the way he looks as he fucks you into the mattress.

Has a weird obsession with your back rolls. He likes them thick. Constantly rubbing your bellly snd squeezing your thighs. It makes his dick hard. When you complain he tells you two sticks would make a fire.

Nanami

Nanami is lazy. He’s always tired.

His favorite position is you riding or that lazy side position when neither of you want to get up.

Secretly likes to be choked. Your small hands around his thick neck makes him want to cum.

Although he complains, he’ll give in to your spontaneous advances and fuck you in places like the car, his office, the beach etc.

on a good day, he fucks you for hours, constantly delaying your orgasm until he feels like you deserve it.

king of aftercare.

Toji

He has a size kink. Hes a big man and prefers his women shorter than him. Your stubby little legs hardly wrap around when he fucks into you.

Loves to spank/whip you. Finds any excuse to “punish” you and watch the waves of your ass when his hand connects with it.

Breeding. He doesnt want anymore kids but he fucks you like he does. You beg him to pull out and being lost in lust and ecstasy he hears you begging for him to cum in you.

Mutual Masturbation, he likes to watch you touch yourself while he sits in the corner of your bedroom with his hand wrapped around his dick.

Sukuna/Yuji

Yuuji is our innocent bean. Everything he learned is from sukuna when they switch places for him to fuck you.

Being the bad influence that he is, sukuna uses you as a “practice doll” to teaach yuuji the way women are used for pleasure.

Sukuna is heavily into degrading, and verbal humiliation never calling you by your name but “slut, woman, whore, cocksleeve” instead.

Yuuji tries to degrade you but ends up apologizing with soft kisses and strokes despite the mouth of his cheek continuously calling you a whore.

Sukuna uses all of his hands on your body at on s, choking you, gagging you, fingering all of your holes until your in tears and overstimulated.

Sukuna has a blood kink, bites you thighs and spread the blood drawn around your body until you covered in a layer of red.

Megumi

Like father like son, he has a size kink.

secretly has a daddy kink, when you call him daddy in front of his friends he gets flustered.

back at home, he edges you for embarrassing him. “isn't this what you wanted?”  He smiles at your begging while acting as if his fingers were vibrators against your clit

Inumaki

puts his cursed tongue to work. obsessed with the way your cunt clenches on his tongue. the way your juices smell and taste.

doesn't mind sharing you with someone else. gets off on watching you get fucked.

really dominant , likes to manipulate you with his cursed speech to have his way with you.

Principal Yaga

Old school soft type. He be wanting to make love to you while your begging him to put your head through the wall.

Favorite position is missionary because he likes to see your facial expressions as he makes you feel good.

phone sex is a new kink. while away for training you called him while masturbating and he hasn't been the same since.just hearing you breathe on the other end of the phone had him spiraling.

Naoya

He’s a misogynist

Loves to face fuck you, with his dick down your throat while you’re gagging around him. fucks into your mouth harder with gritted teeth telling you “ you better not throw up”

dick gets hard again when you stick your tongue out to show that you swallowed.

titfucking. no matter how big (or small) you tits are he painfully squeezes them together around his dick. 

cockwarming, when hes annoyed with you, he has you sit on his lap throughout the day while he works. Spanking you when you try to get some friction. 

“Good girl…. Let it out….. Let it all out…” he praises as he finally lets you bounce on his dick until your hearts content.

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this is just what I thought of so far 😭😭😭😭😭😭

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acquainted

You had no intentions of becoming acquainted with the clan your family had cut ties with, but when Naoya Zenin himself is willing to teach you a lesson and you’re determined to show him what you’re capable of, it becomes a silly game of power and dominance.

REQUEST. naoya putting reader back to her place

WARNINGS: Naoya Zenin, rough sex, orgasm denial, face fucking, slight voyeurism, degradation, slight bondage, cowgirl riding, manhandling, spanking, hate sex

WC. 5.4k+

NOTES. Because Naoya is my favorite, his fic is the only one I’ve ever edited, LOL. Even though this is requested, this is written out of self-indulgence, purely because I love Naoya and even though he’s nasty, he’s my comfort character. And freaking FINALLY I have written more for this man. I worship this King 👑

There were so many ways this day had gone wrong. First, your shower broke. Second, the maintenance men couldn’t come until late in the afternoon, so you had to drive all the way to school looking like a half-mess. You weren’t a slob, of course, but you were beyond irritable at the thought your hair felt greasier than most.

So when an unfamiliar mop of blonde hair sat at your place, the sight of pierced ears meeting your gaze as you smiled at the young man, you had to clutch your bag tighter. No need to be harsh to anyone; you reminded yourself.

“Hi,” you greeted as politely as you could.

The young man in your seat was handsome — terribly so — feline eyes emphasized with an eyeliner, and stunning green eyes that peered up at you with utmost boredom. He looked familiar, but you couldn’t pinpoint where you’d seen him before.

“I believe you’re in my seat.”

You expected he’d kindly take another seat since the hall was empty, but he only leaned back in your seat, brow raised with a slight smirk. “So?”

Your mouth fell agape, hands falling at your sides. Who was this guy? “What do you mean, so? Get the fuck out of my seat.”

“Women,” he rolled his eyes, “Always so tempered and dirty mouthed,” the words felt like stinging slap in your face, and he easily read through you when he snickered to himself, waving a hand in the air as if he was swatting a fly away. “I’m already sitting here, so go find someplace else. I came here first.”

“You little — who do you think you are?”

“Who do you think you are for speaking to me? Did I give you permission?”

His condescending voice made you lunge at him if not for your friend’s hand wrapping at your arm, shooting worried glances over the guy. His smirk deepened when your friend pulled away, the words mutter under her breath. “Come on, let’s go,” she tugged you away despite your protests, pushing your shoulders down to make you sit. Once out of earshot, she rolled her eyes. “I seriously hate that guy. Don’t you ever involve yourself with him.”

“Who’s that prick anyway? He acts so high and mighty like he’s some rich daddy’s son. Look, he’s totally claiming my seat as his!”

“That’s Naoya Zenin, and yeah, he is some rich daddy’s son,” she confirmed, shivering at the mere mention of his name. “He’s an absolutely big misogynist. Don’t be fooled by his pretty face — he’s the worst fuckboy to ever exist. That dick of his isn’t worth getting fucked over. He’s already made half the women in school cry and run after him like a horde of lovesick zombies,” your friend gagged with a shake of her head, “It’s terrifying, actually.”

“Fucking asshole,” you hissed under your breath, sending side glances at the corner of your eye.

That stupid guy was still in your seat, a bored expression on his handsome face, his long lashes fluttering against his cheeks at every blink. He just had to be a sexist pig with that gorgeous face — no good men existed anymore. “Whatever. He’ll get a taste of his own medicine soon.”

“Whatever it is you’re planning, I wouldn’t recommend it.”

“I’m doing this for all of us,” you announced with your spine straightened. “I’m not letting a man walk like that acting like he’s got the whole world at his feet. I’ll teach him a lesson or two.”

“You do know he can sue you if you punch him right?”

“Who said I was going to punch him?” a smirk painted your lips at the same time he felt your eyes burning holes at the side of his face, your expression even more triumphant when he tilted his head to the side, eyebrow cocked at your gaze. He must’ve assumed you’d fallen for his looks judging by the satisfied smile on his face, making you laugh because it would be fun to teach him a lesson.  “No, I have a much more interesting plan in mind.”

It turned out that Naoya wasn’t that much of a stranger.

You had his reputation to thank for — people spoke his name left and right that it was nearly impossible not to know of him. It had you wondering how you managed to live through university so long without knowing him when the name drowned you; he was a Zenin.

No wonder that name was so familiar.

The Zenin’s were a close business partner of your family, but they cut off ties with their company years ago due to them having an intolerable attitude. Clearly, it ran in the blood, and their heir manifested it so well.

Thoughts of Naoya and his stupid face were soon drowned out by expensive champagne, the golden liquid sparkling in your hands. You had to attend this dinner gala where businessmen and powerful families alike conjoined for a formal opportunity of forming connections and solidifying deals, pressuring you to be at your best behaviour lest you wanted your black card to be cut off.

You made your way through the crowd to get another one of those hors d oeuvres, opting to just sit in the corner while you watched your family plaster on big, fake smiles with even louder, faker laughter.

It was quite sad, really, that people had to do stuff like this, but who were you to complain when it was what fed you on a silver plate all the time?

For now, you just wanted to enjoy the new dress your mother had gotten you, the silk black material hugged around your curves delectably. Pearl drop earrings hung to frame the sides of your face, legs lengthened and accentuated with stiletto heels.

You felt sexy — especially when you got lingering gazes from men who were slightly older and definitely richer, though you made no move.

The last thing you wanted was to become someone’s trophy wife when you could become so much more.  Plus, only your parents had the task of befriending people and building trust with others. You were only here to help represent the name somewhat with your pretty face, not really having much of an intention to be acquainted with anyone.

You swiped another glass of fizzy alcohol from the waiter that passed by, glossy red lips pinched around the glass when a sultry voice mused at your ear, “Still can’t find a seat?”

Swirling around so fast that the contents nearly poured out the glass, you weren’t surprised to see Naoya fucking Zenin stood before you, his tall stature draped in only the finest and hand-stitched three piece suit.

He looked absolutely delectable this way, earrings glimmering under the golden chandeliers and eyes lined with kohl, the aura of elegance that perfectly concealed his less than pleasing personality excessively charming.

You were beyond appalled.

“Still can’t find a brain?” you retorted with a roll of your eyes, eyes still narrowed at Naoya’s displeased ones as you dunk your drink in one go. “What are you doing here, pig?”

“I’ll let that comment slide once — only because you look hot tonight,” his predatory gaze ran over your form, the careful pattern of him pausing at the swell of your breasts sliding to the curve of your hips heating up each inch of your skin. “And it’s Naoya for you. Naoya Zenin, the rightful heir of the Zenin Corp—”

“What’s that scent you’re wearing? Baby powder? Fitting for your cute face, actually.”

Naoya’s jaw clenched, clearly unaccustomed to people cutting off his holiness, and you had to bite down on your lip to prevent the chuckles from slipping through. “It’s Tom Ford.”

“Hmm, why am I not surprised? My horrible ex also wore the same scent. Maybe it’s a trademark for all limp losers, huh?” Naoya opened his mouth to speak, but you beat him to it, stepping forward to grab at the space between his tie to pull him down. His face was mere centimetres away from you, close enough that his breath ghosted over your lips, the intense anger flaring through those eyes hot enough to burn you. “You act so smug and defensive, Naoya. Trying to have a big man personality to conceal a small dick?”

“I have nothing to prove to you.”

“You don’t need to prove me anything,” you glanced down at his pants with a smirk, ignoring the heat pulsing in your veins because the sight contradicted your words. There was a noticeable bulge inside those shiny black slacks, though the last thing you wanted him to see was the way your mouth watered in anticipation. “I already know what I need to know.”

“Yeah? You and your shitty girlfriends can’t stop talking about my dick?”

You shrugged sarcastically, “You know women. We’re tireless complainers.”

Naoya’s jaw ticked upon you using his words against him, his hands coming up to caress at your neck, his nails scratching behind the thick silver chain you wore.

From afar and in the eyes of others, people would’ve thought you and Naoya were simply getting a little too heated, his lips dipped to graze your ear while his slender fingers pressed a little tighter into your air pipe. Your positions could easily be mistaken for Naoya seducing you, and you supposed he was, since your body responded differently from your verbal protests.

“You should watch what you’re saying,” he warned, voice low with warning. “I could easily dump your body into a river and no one would even notice. In fact, maybe the world might even thank me for doing them a service and ridding them of a spiteful woman like you.”

“Oh, pretty boy,” you chuckled back and stood to your tippy toes. One of your hands wrapped around his neck to forcefully tilt his neck to yours, nose pressed above his collar to inhale the intoxicating masculine scent he wore. “You’re all bark and no bite. Why don’t you show me what you’re capable of? If you’re as awful as they make you out to be, maybe I’ll shiver enough to drop my panties for you.”

You didn’t miss the way Naoya’s hands gripped at your waist to pull you close, enticing you to continue with your insults because maybe Naoya liked this a lot more than he let on. Could it be his superiority complex didn’t always like submissive women, after all?

Well, it would make sense; everyone always liked a little challenge, didn’t they?

If that was what he wanted, then you’d be generous enough to grant it to him.

“Wouldn’t you like to get a chance to put me in my place, to teach me a lesson for defiling the oh-so-mighty Naoya Zenin?” you purposefully toned your voice down to a more breathy tone, your chest swelling with pride when Naoya sucked in a sharp inhale beside your ear.

God, he sounded beautiful — and you hadn’t even fucked him yet. Now, you were eager to hear what else those disgusting lips could be capable of other than degrading you.  

Pulling away from him just to bat your lashes at him, heat pooled straight into your core when Naoya’s gaze had completely darkened, dark orbs pooled with lust and anger. Only he could make such an expression look so good.

“You don’t scare me, Zenin. You’re nothing but a small boy wearing big man pants.”

For a moment, your smile widened, believing that you’d won this time around. Naoya was still breathing hard at each brush of your stomach to his now hardening erection, but then he smirked and gently pushed you away from him. “I’m not fucking you here,” he stated calmly, not even bothering to keep his voice low. “You’re a lot dumber than I thought you’d be if you really think I’m whipping my cock out during this dreadful dinner.”

“This dreadful dinner you speak of is an opportunity for people like us to establish connections. I would’ve assumed you wanted nothing more to impress others but it seems I was wrong. If you hate this event so much, why bother coming here in the first place?”

“Just had a feeling I was going to meet a little minx,” he watched you seductively, his smirk adorned with his tongue peeking out to lick his lips — in turn wetting you in places he promised to make his by the end of the night. Curse him, you chanted in your head, curse him for being so attractive. It would’ve been easier if he was ugly. “And as always, I’m right.”

You tilted a brow, slightly impressed. “So you’ve done your background check on me. That doesn’t explain why you’re still here though. Surely a woman couldn’t be enough for a reason to make a man like you go all this way?”

“You’re right, a woman would never be a good enough reason, but I wanted to put you in your place,” his eyes flickered back up to you, now twinkling with danger and something else entirely. “Bad little girls need to be a taught to a lesson.”

“So what’re you waiting for? Go ahead and show me your ways, Zenin.”

“I will,” he nodded to himself, “I’m about to,” Naoya was nothing but confident as he strode your way until his arms was locked with yours, his breath tickling your collarbones that had unknowingly exposed itself at each heated touch. “You’re not that bad for a slut. You look like one, smell like one — I bet you also feel like one.”

A dry laugh left your lips as you fisted his shirt, mirroring his smirk to show that if a match was what he looked for, then a match he’d find indeed. Only this time, you would be worse.

“Why don’t you go ahead and find out?”

Naoya, despite being an absolutely poor excuse of a human being, was somewhat redeemable for being a man of his words. Find out he did, and he wasted no time into shoving you inside his McLaren, barely able to keep his hands off you the whole way up to his penthouse.

It was a blurry mess from there.

Moans spilled from your lips while he ripped your clothes off, not bothering to apologize that he’d just ruined one of your most prized possessions, his lust-clouded haze mumbling that he’d just buy you another one.

It was the last thing you expected to hear from him, but you couldn’t protest, not when he’d angrily snapped the buttons of his shirt away, a low growl mixing with your breathy whines as he loosened his tie.

Your eyes widened at the sight, legs rubbing together as you imagined what else he could do with that pretty tie of his.

Would he tie you to his bed, fuck you stupid and call you useless? Or perhaps, you could do it?

Naoya cut off your train of thought by pushing you back to his mattress, his hands tugging at his belt before he pulled his boxers down, his thick length slapping at his abdomen. Your mouth immediately watered at the sight. You were beyond wet from nothing but your sloppy make-out sessions, but would he fit?

Just the thought of him giving you that burning stretch made your legs spread beside his sides, the sardonic laughter ripping from Naoya’s lips absolutely disgusting.

“Fucking pathetic. You’re just like everyone else; submitting to me at the sight of my cock, but that’s not true, is it? Moment you saw me, I knew you were clenching around nothing,” he gripped at your jaw to force you to look at him. You glared up at him from his bruising hold, your cheeks squished under his rough hands. “But that’s okay; wanting me is not something you should be ashamed about. Although you should be thanking me I’m even letting you near me like this.”

“I’m so honoured. Come on, Naoya, let me feel you — let me make you feel good.”

Naoya, too lost in his ego, missed the sarcasm dripping in your voice. “So eager to be my cock sleeve, huh?” he grinned, tugging at your hair to push you deeper into his mattress.  “Get on your knees. Now suck.”

He was too harsh in his pace, determined to exert his dominance over you. You could feel every ridge of his vein as he continued fucking into your mouth, his abs rippling above you. It felt like witnessing a Greek god come apart, and you took pleasure in being his ruin, prompting you to hollow your cheeks and bob your mouth up and down on his cock harder.

Naoya’s chuckles were broken and often mixed with curses of fuck, you feel so fucking good, his nails now scratching at your scalp.

Soon, Naoya stilled inside you, his hold around your head deadly to keep you in place. Tears flowed down your face as he kept thrusting inside, making sure to hit the back of your throat before his muscles tightened. Spurts of warm cum followed after that, but instead of swallowing it like you expected he’d command you to do, Naoya whipped out his cock and came all over your face, his seed shooting all over your cheeks and lips.

You took it all obediently, just enough to give him the false pretense of submissiveness that he was so willing to force from you.

While he was occupied pumping his still rock hard cock, eyes closed and massaging your scalp almost soothingly, Naoya failed to notice your hurried movements of standing from the bed, fingers looped around his tie.

A small wail resonated from him when you shoved him down onto the bed, knees locked at either sides of his waist before you tugged at the cloth wrapped around his neck. Naoya kicked his legs behind you as you tied his wrists to the bed hard enough that Naoya winced, the tie only forming tighter at each lame grapple of his.

You looked back at how he got more beautiful laid out in front of you like that, chest heaving up and down while he struggled against the restraints, face flushed with anger — no, this wasn’t anger anymore — he was furious.

“What are you doing?! Get this off me — how dare you!”

“How dare you,” you spat back, discarding your lace bra off to wipe his cum away from your face, gagging when the bitter cum left a tang on your lips. “I just got my skin appointment last week and you came on my face like that?”

Naoya kept fighting back before he realised it was a futile attempt, leaning back down onto the pillows, though that didn’t soften his heated eyes on yours. You cooed at how adorable he submitted to you, running a finger down the sides of his jaw. “Aw, don’t look so angry, baby. I’m just starting my fun,” you purred, “You should’ve known better than to mess with me, Naoya. I’m not as nice as the others. And I’ll show you just how awful I can be.”

Naoya’s breath hitched when you shimmied out of your underwear, a dark glint in your eyes as you stretched the elastic into a fake arrow until it snapped into his face.

“You fucking bitch,” he growled, turning his face away from your panties soaked with arousal. “Once I get out of here, I will ruin you.”

“Huh, yeah, sure,” you mumbled incoherently, too lost in the pleasure as you sunk down on his cock. You were right, he was fucking thick, stretching you out better than any of your toys could. Plus, he was warm and leaking with pre-cum that he slid in easily, erotic groans leaving both your mouths once he was finally seated inside you.

Naoya was growling at you to let go of him when you laughed, lifting your hips up slowly before sliding back down on him just as slow, almost as if you made love to his cock the same passionate way you did with a lover. “You do have a wonderful cock, though. I’ve never felt this good in my life,” you leaned down to lick a stripe down to his neck, allowing him to hear the needy pants you graced with him. “You feel so good, Naoya, oh. If you weren’t such an asshole, I might even fall in love with you.”

“Go faster. This is unfair!”

Naoya tried thrusting deep into you, evidently unsatisfied at this torturous pace you set, but you only gripped at his thigh in warning, your eyes no longer sweet as you glared at him.

“Nothing’s ever fair in this world, sweetheart,” you reminded him, shivering every now and then as you bounced on his cock, his length slipping past through your walls magically. “Like how such a gorgeous face and amazing dick is paired with the most disgusting personality ever. No, it’s not fair, indeed...”

You closed your eyes with your head thrown back, placing your hips flat on his pelvic bone instead, fingers rubbing at your clit while Naoya throbbed inside you, desperate for release.

The little whines you gave were nothing but mocking. You knew that Naoya suffered through this position, but did you care? Absolutely not. With Naoya’s cock stretching you full and his tip kissing your most sensitive spots, in addition to your fingers rubbing and tweaking at your clit, this was the most pleasure you’d ever gotten from sex.

You were stimulated everywhere, your other hand reached up to tug at your hardened nipples.

Your walls clenched around him, signalling him that you were close and you let out a broken moan, falling forward to gyrate your hips around his cock to push you over the edge. It wasn’t enough to get him off since you were mostly still fondling with your clit, the sounds of your moans like torture to his ears.

“No, don’t you dare cum, I swear if you—” Your orgasm washed over you comfortingly like a warm blanket. Instead of seeing white, it was like your vision cleared, the sight of the sweat that made Naoya’s hair stick to his forehead in clumps crystal clear. You prolonged your orgasm by thrusting your hips in a sickening rhythm of thrust, pause, thrust, stop ­— and by then Naoya was losing his mind.

Naoya lost control as he snapped his hips upwards inside you hard enough that you winced in pain, pushing off his dick until he’s left humping the empty air, his body drenched with perspiration. “No, no, no, fuck you! Get back here you useless slut!”

You lay beside him, giggling in post-orgasm bliss. Just to tease him, you rolled to his side to press a kiss to his cheek, laughing harder when your lips came in contact with his flushed skin.

“You’re so adorable like this,” you cupped his face tenderly, perfectly aware that Naoya had begun to growl, his wrists almost bruised from how hard he brawled against his tie. “If I didn’t hate you so much, I would’ve let you cum inside me,” you offered with a pat to his chest, moving off the bed with wobbly legs.

“Well, whatever, that was fun. I would say we both had the most sensual sex of our lives, but that would be a joke for you, don’t you think?” you snorted as you inserted your arms to his discarded suit jacket.

Naoya stayed still on the bed, his cock still painfully hard and slick with your cum. “Don’t look so angry, Naoya. You had it coming for you. Don’t worry, though, as a thanks for letting me cum that hard — though I mostly did all the work — I’ll keep this between us so you at least get to keep whatever’s left of your dignity,” you blew a kiss his way, “Bye, sweetie. At least now I know people weren’t exaggerating when they called you a good fuck.”

Not bothering to slip your heels back on, you looped your shoes into the curls of your fingers, about to button Naoya’s jacket as you made your way to his door.

You never got halfway across the room when strong arms suddenly lifted you off the ground, your vision transitioning from his door to the pads of his feet, your body slung across his shoulder. Naoya gripped at your ass in warning when you kicked your legs, leaving him with no choice but to hug your thighs with one arm.

The next thing you knew, he slammed the balcony doors open with one hand and slammed you on the pool table. His rough hands yanked his jacket away from your body, the chilly night of the air bringing a shiver down your spine as it hit your drenched core.

Naoya had pinned your arms flat on your back in a painful angle, making you cry out just as he kneed your legs open, his free hand that wasn’t pinning you down aligning his cock against your hole. You were a moaning mess underneath him, the pain only an intoxicating addition to the pleasure he was pounding into you. Naoya then leaned to whisper your ear, the sudden movement making his cock slide deeper into you, the pleasure overwhelming.

“Oh, Naoya, fuck—”

“I am not just a good fuck,” he corrected you, “I am Naoya Zenin — and you will do well being silent and submissive while I fuck you, do you understand?” You were too lost in the feeling of him rutting deep into you that he had you seeing white this time around. When you didn’t answer, Naoya slapped your ass, your yelps echoing from the dead night. “I asked you a question.”

“No,” you bit back, “I refuse to—” you were silenced when Naoya hit your sweet spot, laughing at your state that you were too fucked out to give him a proper answer.

Naoya’s pace was merciless as he fucked deeper into you, the hand on your ass moving up to grab at your waist to keep slamming you back to his cock. He watched as your lips sucked him in so tight that he didn’t know whether you were pushing him out or refusing to let go. Turning your head to the side to gasp for air, you opened your eyes, only to be met by the sight of men crowding on the building across yours to witness your undoing by Naoya’s hands.

“I’ve barely started and you’re already so wet for me,” he mocked in your ear. As if on cue, squelching sounds accompanied your desperate moans, hands grabbing at nothing in particular. “Shall I try upping my speed?”

“N-Naoya- there are people looking.”

“Let them see,” he seethed, using one arm to lift your other leg up to the table to gain him more access into your warm, wet cavern. The sudden stretch made your muscles ache until you lay there limp; jaw clenched at the pleasure Naoya drowned you with. “Let them know how much I’m making this pussy mine. Gosh, can you hear yourself? You sound like a dirty fucking slut,” another slap landed on your ass, hard enough to leave a mark there for tomorrow. “You claim to hate me, so then why are you dripping all over me, huh? Pathetic whore. You women are nothing but cum dumps to me.”

Naoya spread your butt cheeks open, laughing at the silly way you clenched around him every time he pulled out, your puffy lips sucking him back again until Naoya buried himself to the hilt. His dick did wonders in letting out the most erotic whines and whimpers you never thought you’d be capable of, leaving you a drooling and panting mess under him.

“You little fucker, don’t even think about cumming inside me, I will literally castrate you and feed your balls to yourself.”

“Such a dirty mouth. Though that’s expected of a nasty woman like you,” he sassed, his thrusts faltering while his hand clenched your flesh tighter. That was enough to send you over the edge when Naoya slammed his hips harder and more desperately this time around, his cock twitching against your walls. “You wish I would cum inside you. But I have a better plan in mind.”

All it took was one rough hand for him to pull you before him, pushing you down into your knees again as he came inside your mouth. You could feel your cum and his dripping onto his dark marble tiles, the white pool of liquid shining.

Naoya thrusted lazily into your mouth, a sickening grin on his face while he kept you down there. His glare deepened when you tried to pull away from him. “Swallow, you slut. Or I’m fucking your face until I break your jaw.”

Furiously, you swallowed around his cock, Naoya groaning at the feeling of your walls convulsing around him. The moment you gagged from when his tip poked the back of your throat, Naoya pushed you off him until you were left choking on the ground. You gasped for air, hands clasped around your neck, sure that you were going to have a sore jaw and a fucked throat tomorrow.

You kept glaring at Naoya, but this didn’t deter him from gripping your chin down, humming to himself upon seeing that his cum was now gone in your mouth. “Hmm, so you did swallow it like a good girl. I’m glad I’ve disciplined you well.”

“Go to hell.”

“I’m King there already, baby,” Before you could retort, his arms encircled your waist until you were heaved in his arms again. You pounded against his back because you were too done, you couldn’t do another round. Naoya sighed as he threw you in the bed as if you were a ragdoll, disappearing in the bathroom for a while before coming back with a wet towel, which he rudely flicked your way. “Clean yourself up and then leave. Take the back elevators. I don’t want the staff to see a whore leaving my place.”

“You’re the one who brought me here.”

“Only because I had a duty to put you in your place,” He stared at you with his smirk now permanent in his face, admiring the bruises he left on your body.

“We’re not over yet, Zenin. I’m going to break you one way or another.”

You rolled your eyes at him, walking to his closet to wear one of his shirts. Naoya was silent the whole time as he watched you button his shirt with trembling hands, his presence hot on your heels as he followed you out the large room.

As you were about to leave, you picked up the towel you used to clean your cum with and threw it right at his face.

Naoya dodged it easily, eyeing the towel with a scoff. “Still resilient, I see,” settling down on one of his lounge chairs like it was a throne, Naoya rested his cheek on his fist as he stared you down. “But fine — I accept your challenge. A true man never backs down from a challenge, after all.”

“Oh, honey, I’m more than just a challenge,” you sneered.

Naoya’s gaze left your eyes to stare at your perky nipples that poked through his shirt, feeling his cock swell all over again. But he was a man of control and dignity — he wouldn’t do anything more with you, not when it was clear you’ve had enough for tonight.

It didn’t bother him though, he knew he’d have more opportunities to put you in your place.

“We’ll see about that. I’ll be the one to decide your worth,” he declared oh so smugly, the mere sound of his voice pushing you to slam a fist to ruin that pretty face of his, though you held your ground, far too tired to move a muscle. Naoya saw this too, and he smiled to himself, head tilted to the side as he studied the mess he’d made of you. “Tomorrow, same time same place?”

There was no telling what pushed you to agree, but the words left your lips far too confidently for you to even wonder why.

“Be ready for me, Zenin.”

“I always am.”

All the way back to the back elevators that Naoya had directed you at, you pondered on how you’d be able to tell your parents you suddenly needed a ride home when they had no idea you left the dinner gala in the first place. But most of all, how were you supposed to tell them you’d acquainted yourself with the Zenin clan all over again?

Toxic

18+ ONLY. 

Originally published on AO3 under my username there: connielingus

warnings/tags:  Smut, PWP, Spanking, Name-Calling, Spit Kink, thigh riding, No Aftercare

You hated Naoya more than anyone, so why did he turn you on so much?

Naoya Zenin was the worst kind of man. He was rude and sexist and disgusting. Every word out of his mouth was toxic and you hated him more than anyone you'd met since becoming a sorcerer. If only your cunt had gotten the memo.

He had you dripping and shaking, riding his thigh while he smirked, gripping your hips. “Look at you. You're so desperate and needy. I've never seen a more pathetic slut.”

You flushed and looked down, hating how his words made you drip faster and clench around nothing.

Naoya grabbed your hair and jerked your head back sharply, drawing a soft moan from you. “Look at me when I'm speaking to you.” Your eyes met his cold cruel ones and you wanted more than anything to get up and walk out, faking some semblance of dignity. That was a lie. There was one thing you wanted more right this second and that was for him to bury his dick so deep into you, you wouldn't know where he ended and you began.

“You're making a mess, I'll have to get these pants dry-cleaned.” He frowned pensively. “Or you can, you're the bitch who’s so desperate for my cock that you've soaked me.”

“Fuck you” you snap. “I hate-” his hand shot out and gripped your jaw, forcing it open and pulling you toward. You barely have time to wonder what he's doing when he spits into your mouth and your eyes go wide. He closes your mouth and says “Swallow.” You do, burning with shame and he tilts his head to the side and asks “what were you saying?” but you're rendered speechless. That shouldn’t have turned you on, shouldn't have had you riding his thigh just a little harder. But it did.

He smiles and reaches up to play with your nipples and you moan. You arch back, your leg brushing against his straining cock when you do. That was the thing, Naoya could call you disgusting and pathetic but judging by the hardness of his cock aching to get out of his pants, he was just as turned on as you were. You let your fingers brush against it again and he hisses in a breath, reaching out and grabbing your hand.

“Impatient girls get punished” he stands suddenly and you would have been dumped into the floor if he didn't have a hold on you. He carries you across the room and lays you back on his desk. He strips off your soaked underwear, tossing them to the side and flips you over.

The room is still spinning when you feel the first smack on your ass. It stings but is accompanied by a burst of pleasure and you bite your lip hard to keep from begging Naoya to hurry up and fuck you. Another harsh smack lands and your back arches involuntarily. With the third smack, your ass is on fire and a loud moan is ripped from you.

Naoya tenses behind you and all is quiet for about ten seconds before he mutters “fuck” and you hear his zipper being undone. Finally. He grabs your hips pulling you back to him and he slams into your cunt with no warning or preparation. Not that you needed it, really, you had never been this turned on in your life and he slid into you like he was made for you. He pulls out and slams into you again and a scream of pleasure leaves you.

“Looks like I wasn't the only one who was impatient” you throw over your shoulder and Naoya growls. His hand comes up to your throat and he squeezes, pulling you back even further. The change in angle has you coming in minutes and he fucks you through it, never changing pace but when you're done, he lets go of your throat and you slump forward in exhaustion.

“Does everyone know you're such a slut?” Naoya asks. “I bet they do. You act like such a goody-two shoes but here you are screaming and cumming on my cock like a bitch in heat.” He reaches around and rubs your clit and you scream. “You claim to hate me. Say that I have an antiquated view on society but you're begging for my dick and proving me right.”

“I’m not begging” you spit out. You're nearing another orgasm and you can barely think. His thumb was circling your clit and you were trying not to grind into him. You were so close.

“Oh?” Naoya said, voice full of amusement. “My mistake.” Then he pulled out and away, leaving you on the edge. “No!” You shout before you can help yourself.

“No?” He asks. You turn to glare at him with eyes filled with tears of frustration. He does that annoying head tilt again and you want to smack him.

“Keep going.” His brow arches and you hate yourself when you add “please?” He chuckles and walks back to the chair you were in earlier, sinking into it.

“I think you can *beg* better than that.” He crooks his finger at you, summoning you closer and you go to him.

“Please, please fuck me. Please, Naoya” you beg and one of the tears slips free and down your cheek.

“Please sir” he says. And you immediately correct yourself. “Please fuck me, sir. Please make me cum.”

He pulls you closer and licks the track of the tear that had fallen and you shudder. Leaning back he gestures to his cock and says “go ahead”. When you look confused he smiles and says “you want to cum? Make yourself cum.”

Your face flushes. Why was the idea of riding him more embarrassing than any other ridiculous thing you'd done that night?

Naoya sighs, “I don't have all day, slut, if you're not going to do it” he starts to tuck himself back into his pants and you yell “no! Please”. His eyebrows raise and he leans back in the chair, lounging like a king on his throne.

You let out a deep breath and straddle him, sinking onto his cock and letting out a small sigh when he’s completely inside you. His hand lands on your ass and you jerk forwards in surprise. You take the hint and start riding him. He doesn't help at all, just watches you as you chase your release.

Minutes pass before you find it but when you cum, you almost black out from the force of it. It seems to go on forever and you're left shaking when it’s over. Except Naoya isn't done with you. He stands with you inside him and turns, so that you're in the chair and he's back in control. He fucks into you forcefully and you're so sensitive from coming twice that each thrust feels like heaven and hell at the same time. He grabs your throat and squeezes, dragging you to him so that your lips meet his and you kiss each other desperately, completely lost in pleasure. His other hand reaches for your clit and when his thumb presses into it, you cum for the third time gasping his name. This time he cums with you, spilling his release and pulling you close.

The room is suddenly quiet except for the sound of both of you gasping for breath. Naoya releases you and stands straight. You lower your legs shakily and he tucks himself back into his pants and straightens his shirt. He turns and walks to his desk, grabbing a box of tissues which he tosses at you. You barely catch them.

“I’m afraid the Zenin clan will be rejecting Gojo’s proposal. Sorry you came all of the way out here but please feel free to pass on my regrets.” Naoya walked out of the room without another glance. God, you hated him.

CHAPTER TWO

NAVIGATION // Characters // Chapter One

summary: Reader: female; 20 years old ; Apparently you know something… but what this something is you still got to find out.But curses, good and bad sorcerer now want to get you into their hands.Ending up in the hands of the good ones, y/n finally meets her old best friend again - Yuji. Now Yuji and his friends make it their mission to keep you save in this whole new world. Days turn into weeks and you become closer and closer to your ‚bodyguards‘

Warnings: typosssss, mentions of death, slightyyyyyyy slight angst

A/N: thank you soooooo much for all the positive feedback- you really motivated me to write the second chapter now ^^ I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Again thank you sooooo much! 💞 and let me know if you wanna be tagged. Also feedback and Reblogs are always welcomed 💞

“Hey... HEY... Y/n! WAKE UP!!!”

Your eyes shoot open and you look into a pair of bright blue ones.

Screaming you sit up. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!” You pull the blanket up to your chin.

“Y/N! You’re alive thank god!” Yuji’s head appears behind Gojos back.

“Why should I not be alive?” You look at them confused, “And why is he here... in your room? Couldn’t you wake me up yourself?”

“I tried to... but you didn’t wake up and after ten minutes I got anxious especially seeing... the makes on your skin..” he mumbles.

“M-Marks?” Your mind races... it’s been weeks since your last hookup ... so hickies shouldn’t be a thing now. Putting your head under the covers you inspect your skin.

On your thighs up to your butt and... - you pull the shirt up and run your hands over your spine- yes on your back too. You flinch in pain, the scratches seem to be fresh.

Putting your head out of the covers again you look at them.

“Yuji what the fuck did you do?! I remember your nails being sharper than usual.. BUT WHAT THE FUCK?”

“Uhm... well so I - Uhm....” he stutter and looks helplessly over at Gojo.

“Get up, I think we need to explain one or two things to you .. well maybe even more.” He smiles brightly and gives you a thumbs up before addding, “But don’t worry, the scratches look good on you!”

You look at him dumbfounded.

Wait did... Did he...

“YOU PERVERT !!!!” Grabbing a pillow you throw it at him, yet he catches it easily.

“Come to my room as soon as you’re dressed.” He waves and walks away.

With big eyes you look over at Yuji.

“THIS is your TEACHER??”

“You’ll get used to him.” He laughs awkwardly, but he still seems nervous.

“Uhm.. y/n... i think its better if you don’t sleep over again...”

“But.. why? What happened last night?”

“I‘ll tell you, but you get dressed first ..” he smiles at you gently, “ I’ll wait outside the dorm.”

Making your way over to the bathroom, you let your hands run over the marks. What is up with Yuji... and what is everyone hiding from me.

Opening the door, you’re met with the girl from yesterday.

“Hey.” You smile at her.

“Good morning, oh by the way, i forgot to tell you may name.” She laughs.

“I’m Nobara.” She smiles and walks over to a shelve and kneels down, trying to find something.

“Here!” She holds up a new toothbrush, “ you can have my spare one.”

“Thank you.” You say relived, you’ve been too tired yesterday to even think about any form of hygiene.

She hands you the toothbrush and points to her toothpaste.

Happily you begin brushing your teeth.

“Okay sooo, I talked to Megumi this morning and he explained what happened last night.. so you work for Naoya?” She doesn’t even wait for you to answer and just continues talking while your give some “mhm”.

“Okay and he got you to deliver something to someone, who wasn’t even there... I mean it’s Naoya... so it has to be something suspicious in that package...” she taps her chin, “Mhhh...so it possibly has something to do with Sukuna...”

“Who’s that?” You ask.

“Huh? The ‘King’ of cureses living in Yuji.” She says as if it’s the most normal thing in the world.

Spitting out everything in your mouth the second the words left her lips you stare at her with your mouth hanging wide open.

“THE WHAT!”

“Oh you didn’t know? Apparently this idiot ate a thousand years old finger of sukuna which made his soul... coming back alive and now he’s being a lil parasite living inside of Yuji... sometimes he takes over his body.. the first time he actually ripped Yujis heart out of his chest. We thought he was dead for god knows how long... but apparently he’s stronger than we knew...or Sukuna has something to do with it... who knows... ANYWAYS- That’s Sukuna.” Her eyes finally land on you again.

“Oh... was that too much info?” She laughs awkwardly.

You just blink at her, the toothbrush falls out of your hand. That was the mouth, which appeared on Yuji last night....so that’s why he suddenly disappeared that night... so does that mean....

“Does... does... this Sukuna thing... has long nails?” You ask with panic lacing your voice.

“Uhhh yeah he has... I think... why?”

Slowly you turn to your right and lift up your shirt.

“I stayed at Yujis last night because I couldn’t sleep... and he was afraid that I was dead this morning...”

Nobara leans down and looks at the scratches, her brows furrowed.

“Does that mean... it wasn’t Yuji?” You whisper the last part.

“Mhhhh.... well probably yes.. But hey you practically shared a bed with the devil and you’re still alive.” She laughs awkwardly until it actually hits her.

“YOU STAYED IN A BED WITH SUKUNA?! OMG OMGGG ARE YOU ALRIGHT - BESIDES THOSE?” She begins to panic and starts to check the rest of your body.

“Yes... i am... besides the headache I have from all of ... this.”

She looks at you with big eyes.

“God..., you can’t walk around with those things being visible though... wait here I’ll get you some of my stuff.” And off she was, leaving you being alone for the first time this morning.

Starring at your reflection in the mirror you take a deep breath, your mind still races as you try to understand everything Nobara just told you.

So there is some curse living inside of your best friend... who can take over his body... and ... and you cuddled with HIM last night?

You see yourself turning pale.

How did you not notice that it wasn’t your best friend... how could you ... switch him up for being Yuji.. you felt that something was off.. but you also haven’t seen him in such a long time.

Your hands run over your face and you bite the inside of your cheek.

Everything is fine... everything is just fine...

How could things get any worse?

small time skip

‘Stupid me Stupid me STUPID ME’ you think over and over again.

Currently you’re sitting in Gojos office together with Yuji, Nanami and some old guy, who looks pretty close to death.

Apparently Nanami found the package in your apartment... however he got inside.

But inside said package was nothing but an old note with a small red spot on it... which said “The one with the right blood, touching this becomes the key.”

For you this sounded like a complete joke, yet you remember opening the mail for Naoya a few days ago and feeling a small sting in your right hand as you cut your finger on said old paper.

AND APPARENTLY this wasn’t good.

Because now you’re standing in your underwear in front of four men... or four and a half counting the thing inside of Yuji, while Gojo inspects your body for any sign of special marking.

Right now he’s kneeling behind you while his hands run over the back of your thighs, inspecting the scratches Sukuna left on you. Trying your best you stare out of the window, ignoring the situation you are in now.

“Mhhh... maybe they have something to do with it?” He mumbles and runs his index finger up on your thigh. Just as he’s about to reach the beginning of your butt, Nanami coughs. “I THINK this is ENOUGH now Gojo.” He glares at him.

“Well... MAYBE it has to be activated?” Yuji suggests while Gojo lets go of you and walks around you to sit down again.

“Or I simply don’t have it?” You sigh.

“Here.” Nanami hands you your shirt while respectfully looking in the other direction.

“There is no way you don’t have it. There has to be a reason why 1. Everyone is looking for you and 2. Naoya taking someone like you as his personal secretary for an internship. I mean you’re not even that pretty to get the job for the way you look in a skirt.” Gojo sighs and waves around with his hand.

“Well... I’d say she’d look good in a skirt.” A mouth appears on Yujis face.

“Can you all stop talking about the body of my best friend?” Yuji rolls his eyes annoyed.

“I agree with him.” Nanami says in a monoton voice.

Quickly you get dressed again and sit down next to Yuji, wrapping your arms around your body.

“Mhhh... But I can tell you... that the white haired idiot is right.” Sukuna continues and opens an eye to look at you.

“What?” Nanami and Gojo say in union and lean forward. The old guy seems to be awaken from the dead too.

“Oh yeah.. she is... she is my dearest pet.”

“PET?!” You huff and look at the mouth.

“Mhhh yeah... you’ve been my favorite pet all those years ago... and now here you are again. I felt it last night that’s why I couldn’t keep my hands off of you.” He smirks.

“Care to explain more?” The old one asks.

“Well mhhhh no.”

“And how do we know that you don’t lie.” Gojo says in a serious voice, his while aura changed the second Sukuna appeared.

“Well... the mark is right over her collarbone. Just... use some of your curse power.”

Quickly Gojo gets up and walks over to you, pulling the neckline of your shirt down and brushing his finger over your skin. There is a tingling feeling and everyone in the room gets quiet. Sukuna smiles and Yuji looks shocked. Taking a deep breath you glance down, you can’t make it out clearly, but you can see some black glowing lines.

“What.. what is this.” You ask and look at Gojo who still stares at the mark.

“I - I’ve seen this before... this can’t be it...” he mumbles, removing his fingers from your skin, the black lines grow invisible again.

The old guy gets up and walks over to you, glancing at the mark he clenches his jaw.

“We have to kill her.”

“WHAT?!” You jump up and look around in the room.

“Oh no no noooo, I won’t let you kill my precious pet.” Sukuna says in a dangerously low voice.

“What does the mark mean?” Nanami asks and gets up, slowly walking towards you, slightly standing between you and the old man.

“No good.” Gojo says, “ She’s the ... source of some big big power, the energy she holds can give off unlimited extremely strong curse energy to whoever she.... well truly feels like giving it to.”

“WAIT...and I or my anchor gave it to him?!” You look at the mouth on Yujis face weigh an disgusted look.

“Oh yes you did... and not only have they given me the energy.” He smirks.

The disgusted look on your face only gets worse.

“Now nowww....” Gojo seemed to have overcome the shock he was into just a few seconds now, because he is back with his... idiotic or jokingly attitude.

He turns around and you’re now hidden behind him and Nanami.

“We don’t have to kill everyone don’t we. Besides she clearly doesn’t want to give it to Sukuna... and forcing them to give them the power by some sort of blackmailing isn’t working either... so no need to killlllll.” He gives the old guy a thumbs up, who clearly looks annoyed.

“We should bring her back to her room.” Nanami says and tries to ease the tension laying in the air.

“Yes and we can discuss the matter another time with all the other old dudes.” Gojo smiles brightly and turns around to Yuji. “And YOU- go to the second years and train. Nobara and Megumi should be there too.” He says and tilts up his chin,

“But Sensei... shouldn’t I be with her?”

“No, your best friend being involved in this chaos doesn’t save you from training.” He says and hushes Yuji out of the room.

“Do you find your way back or do you want any of us to get you back?” Nanami asks softly and looks at you.

“Uhm, could you bring me back, Nanami, I’ll probably get lost.”

“Uhm..., could you show me the way back Gojo?”

And again. You’re alone in your room. Laying on your bed. Yuji and the other are training ... Gojo is probably with them... and you are alone.

The sun shines through your windows, it’s a beautiful summer day.. and you’re inside. If those are actually your last days being alive... you should not spent them in a room, that doesn’t even feel like home.

Getting out of bed, you wander outside then building.

At the right left you see a small forest.

Perfect this is exactly what you need now.

Walking towards the forest your mind wanders again. It seems as if you’re staying here for some more time... so you really need to talk to someone to get you to your apartment so you finally get some of your stuff. You really need more clothes.. and all of your skincare stuff.. and your laptop... and- shit.. you missed your class today. You have to go to university... at least do your finals. And what about work, your intern-

BAM.

You walked straight into a tree.

A dark tree.. wait ... this isn’t a tree and the dark thing is a T-Shirt.

The tree turns around and you are met with some green glowing eyes.

TAGLIST (open): @laceymorganwrites, @kasianthus , @nnessworls , @irreverent-dream , @fiona782

DEATH CITY DAYS CHAPTER 58

fuuuck yoooou kohaku aanbaaaaa~

and the impure king

also papa chuuya is best chuuya

Stein: *sips* valentine: *writing down notes* Stein: "Okay..." *draws a line on the chalkboard* "That's it." valentine: hmm? *The chalkboard has a few symbols: a flame, a foot, a soul...* valentine: what's that? Stein: "Biology. An understand of so many abilities..." valentine: ah. Stein: "...Just about there...and then...then... valentine: hmm Stein: "...Something is missing. There is this connection between these abilities..." valentine: how so? Stein: *taps the chalk between the soul and the fire* "Weapons and fire users seem to draw upon similar energies in similar ways..." valentine: ah. like elemental alignment? Stein: "Yes..." *opens an exorcist book* "...There has to be a connection..." -elsewhere- Chuuya: "Hmm...What'd you get for #4?" ochako: great wall of china. Chuuya: "Yes. But I can't get the year on it..." ochako: what about you, iida? Iida: "7th Century BCE." ochako: ah. mikami: i-i guess that makes sense? ryuuko: hmm... Iida: "And who was blocked by the Great Wall?" sayu: the hunny nut cheerios! Chuuya: ._.; sayu:...sorry~ i forgot breakfast this morning. ^^; Chuuya: "Order something?" mikami: i-it's ok sayu. you can have part of our bento. sayu: awesome! thanks mikamika! mikami: ^^ *her smile is soft, almost like rain's had been...* Chuuya: Q\\Q *covers his face with his book* ryuuko: *staaaaare* Iida: "...Close reader." ryuuko:...*holding mikami close* mikami: eh? r-ryuuko? .///.; Chuuya: *sweating, still staring at the book covering his face* -elsewhere- Tsukiyo: "Commander still under the weather?" fang-hua: a bit. Tsukiyo: "D'aw, that's too bad...Doc saw him?" fang-hua: *nods* Tsukiyo: "Hope he recovers soon--Konro seems stressed." -elsewhere- rowena: well, that should be everything. Poe: "..." rowena: hmm? is something on your mind? Poe: "I-I don't know..." ???: well, look what we have here? freak one and freak two out an about~ rowena: ??? *turns* kohaku: heh. Poe: O~O kohaku: out in the middle of the day? im kind of shocked. rowena: you're that aanba girl i've heard about, arent you? kohaku: holy shit she got it. someone give this bitch a fuckin medal. Poe: "..." *stare* kohaku: nyeh? the fuck are _you_ staring at? trying to think up some riddle to stump me? yeah, from what i hear, you try to do that to that detective, but it never works~! rowena: ?! Poe: *opens a book...* kohaku: and what about that clerk? do you really think she gives a single ounce of a shit about you? you're just a pathetic loser who only has a raccoon for a friend! how about you do us a favor and just drop dead? Poe: "I-I could suck you into a world of your worst nightmares!" kohaku: oh? and what will that do? nothing. because you're still going to be a piece of shit who cant even beat one of the greatest minds he's ever encountered! Poe: "I-I-I can suck you in!" kohaku: i can see you trembling, and you're stuttering. you cant do a single thing to me. you're nothing. nothing but a waste. rowena: ....*gripping fist* Poe: "I-I-I am-" kohaku: you're a freak! a freak of nature who couldnt even win the attention of his childhood sweetheart. you're going to die alone and unloved like the filth you are. rowena: stop it... Poe: … *trembling* *drops his book* kohaku: look at you. a pathetic mess. do us all a favor and die <3 Poe: *falls to his knees* kohaku: heh~ rowena: *slams kohaku against the wall, strangling her* kohaku: grk- rowena: insult me all you like....*glare* but dont you _ever_ insult my brother... Poe: QWQ -after that- rowena: are you ok brother? Poe: *sniff* "I-I hurt..." rowena: .....lets get you home... Poe: *sniff* *holds her hand...* rowena: .... lana: ?? edgar, rowena, hey! rowena: !!...good evening. Poe: "Eep!" *hides under his cloak* lana:....?? edgar? are you ok? Poe: *shakes* lana: ??... rowena: .....some rude person said some rather cruel things.... Poe: "I-I-I-I'm worthless..." lana: ...edgar.....*holds his hand*.... -after dropping them off at his house, rowena went back to the dorm- lana: .....*holding his hand and patting his back* Poe: *whimper whimper* "So pathetic..." lana: you arent pathetic edgar. you're sweet, smart. Poe: "I-I-I couldn't even attack her..." *holds up his book* "I was going to pull her into this tome of ceaseless torment* lana: .... Poe: "Th-The old me would have trapped her in a book and let her die in it..." lana: *stroking his back* -you're no better than when you were young- Poe: "I-I-I should be alone...That's all I deserve." lana: ....you got it all wrong! just because some asshole told you that doesnt mean it's true. they dont know a single thing about you. who you are and what you want in life... to be fair, i dont entirely know either, but i want to. Poe: "...I thought I wanted t-to make the best d-d-detective story ever..." lana: you will someday. Poe: "I-I can't even make one that Ranpo can't solve..." lana: well, he did say it was fun, from what i recall. Poe: "...Is that really enough?" lana: i believe in you, edgar. *smiles and hugs him* Poe: o\\\\o "..." *pat pat* lana: .....was there anything else bothering you? Poe: "...I don't know...So much..." lana: im here if you want to talk. Poe: "...Have I gotten worse?" lana: ?? Poe: "I-I feel ill, I sweat more, I write more poetically..." lana: ?? edgar.... Poe: "...Since I met you, I...I..." lana: ??.... ./////. Poe: "...I have felt weird..." lana: .... *brushing his bangs away from his eyes* Poe: *stares at her* "...L-Lana?" lana: ...your eyes are... ./////////. Poe: "..." .\\\. "Y-Yes...They have been this way all my life..." lana: ..... beautiful. *blushing* Poe: "???" lana: *smiles* *kiss* i love you. Poe: o\\\\\\\\o "...I love you, too." (*screaming internally* "I JUST SAID WHAT I WAS FEELING WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!") lana: *blushing* >////////< Poe: "...Am I still alive?" lana: hehe, yes edgar, you're alive. Poe: "..." *smiles* "I am glad." lana: *smiles and hugs him* Poe: *hug, soft sigh* =w= lana: this is nice... Poe: *nods* "You hug well." lana: ^///^ Poe: "..." *closes his eyes, letting out small pleased murmur* lana: *nuzzle* u////u Poe: *lies back, letting her head rest on his shoulder* =\\\\= -elsewhere- Akitaru: *sips coffee* iris: late night? Akitaru: "Yeah...kinda nervous about this mission..." iris: hard not to be. Akitaru: "You got the supplies ready?" iris: *nods* Akitaru: "Awesome...Well, get some sleep. I have to finish these papers." -elsewhere- Kepuri: *inhales deeply* akaderu: doing better? Kepuri: *nod nod* "I'm fully over this stupid cold." *sips orange juice--then grimaces* >___< -morning- Kid: *sits up in bed, stretches* stocking: zzzzzz..... Kid: *smiles...grabs his robe...* stocking: *shivering* Kid: *tucks her in...* stocking: =u= Kid: *goes to the kitchen, turns on the stove* stocking: *yaaaawn* Kid: *enters with a tray* stocking: aww~ *The tray has a heart-shaped pancake* stocking: cute~ Kid: "Suits you~" -elsewhere- Poe: "Zzzz..." lana: *yawns and smiles* Poe: *small grumble noise* lana:... ^///^ (thinking: cute) *small forehead kiss* Poe: "Hu-wha?" *opens one eye* o///- lana: morning, edgar. Poe: "...Dream wraith?" lana: *small giggle* nope. just me. Poe: "...Oh. That's...pleasantly surprising." lana: sleep well? Poe: "Yes. My dreams were quite satisfactory. And you?" lana: yeah. same here. .///. Poe: .////. "...So..." lana: ....did you want breakfast yet? Poe: "..." *stomach growls* .////. -elsewhere- Akitaru: "Rise and shine!" shinra: *yaaaawn* Arthur: =-= "Kill all...*yawn* dragons." Victor: owo *shaking violently* tamaki: zzzzzz...... Relan: *nudges Tamaki* tamaki: n-nyeh?! whodat? Relan: "Commander said to wake up--" tamaki: im up im up! Takehisa: *cooking breakfast* Vulcan: *thumbing through phone* maki: mornin'! karin: mornin’! Vulcan: "Hey, Doc, Maki." yu: *yawn* nozomi: good morning. Victor: "MOAR COFFEE." -elsewhere- Meme: *singing to herself* "La la la..." mio: zzzz Meme: "???" *leans down* mio: *mumbling incoherently* Meme: *smooch* mio: O///////////O MIIIIIIIIII! M-m-m-mEME! Meme: "Good morning!" mio: ./////. m-morning... Meme: "Ready to start today?" mio: yeah. *streeeeetch* -elsewhere- mito: *licking chuuya's face* Chuuya: *small grumble* "Huh? ..." *pets Mito* mito: mew~ Chuuya: *yawn* "Some night..." *gets out of bed* mito: ^^ Chuuya: *drags himself to the kitchen, looking back to see whether Mito is following* mito: *yep, she's following him* Chuuya: *sets down plate with food, refills Mito's water* mito: ^^ Chuuya: *pets Mito before pulling out a bowl and pouring in cereal* *checks his phone* -one text from kouyou, one from naoya, and one from an unlisted number- Chuuya: *goes to Kouyou's first* kouyou: [did you sleep well?] Chuuya: [woke up exhausted but got studying done] kouyou: [that's good] Chuuya: [thanks] *looks at Naoya's texts* naoya: [not comin in today. feel like shit -_- bleugh] Chuuya: [sick?] naoya: [ya] Chuuya: [feel better. want anything while i'm out?] naoya: [nah. hirotsu's got it covered] Chuuya: [cool. feel better] *looks at text from unknown number* ochako: [hey ozaki! U hyped for the sports festival? \(^o^)/ ] Chuuya: "???" [hadn't thought of it] ochako: [it's gonna be epic! i can feel it!] Chuuya: [okay?] -elsewhere- Mori: *tossing half-asleep* miura: good morning, sir. Mori: *wakes up with a start* "DON'T PUT THE BOW ON ME!" miura: i had no intention of that, sir. Mori: .____. "...Thank goodness--it was just a dream..." miura: likewise. anyway, i have your schedule for today printed out. Mori: "What's on it?" *gets out of bed, shaking a bit* miura: the usual, executive meeting later at 4...sir? Mori: "What? What is it?" miura: you seem uneasy... Mori: "Just a...bizarre dream." miura: hmm. Mori: ("Why did I look like...that?") -elsewhere- Shotaro: *eating cereal* nea: *yaaaaawn* Yohei: "Long night?" -elsewhere- todo: mamushi. get up. it's time. Mamushi: *groans* "Wh-What?" todo: it is time for us to begin. i trust you know the way. Mamushi: "..." *points into the forest* "That way..." todo: *nods and follows* Mamushi: "..." *stares at the trees* "I used to play here." todo: *saying nothing* -up ahead is a deralict building- todo: is this goma hall? Mamushi: "...It's seen better days." *rubs her eye* todo: then we must hurry. we've been wasting enough time as is. Mamushi: "R-Right..." *pushes away a large plank of debris from the entryway* todo: *entering* Mamushi: *looking around* "It's...all demolished?" todo: *peeeeek* hmm? Mamushi: *spots a light underneath debris* "...Wait..." *moves aside some debris with a grunt* "...A flame?" todo: how peculiar...im sure there is a secret entryway somewhere.... ah! there we go. Mamushi: "I do not understand. Why is there a cellar down--*cough cough*" todo: are you alright, miss hojo? Mamushi: "It-It's nothing I can't handle." todo: perhaps let me hold onto the right eye? Mamushi: "What?! But, teacher...you said it was dangerous to have both in your body." todo: it's alright. we're just about there. right now, im more concerned with your well-being... Mamushi: "..." *reaches a hand to her eye* todo: there we go...*small smile* -after busting down the door- -inside the room, a strange thing is suspended by chains and ofuda- Mamushi: *stares in confusion* todo: so this is the 'impure king'.....in 1858, the monk known as 'fukaku' made a deal with karura, a spirit that possessed the kurikura blade. but even with that, he was unable to fully defeat the impure king, so he subdued him by removing both the 'eyes' and sealing them away... *smirks* so this is what the myoda has been hiding for all these years...i wonder....if we return the eyes....will that revive the impure king? Mamushi: "Wh-What? But that--that idea is monstrous..." todo: then again....i am a monstrous man. Mamushi: "...What the hell are you?" -FWOOOOOM- tatsuma: ... todo: well, i was wondering when you would show up… Mamushi: "High priest!" tatsuma: not to worry mamushi, we'll finish this and get you home safe and sound, ok? Mamushi: *stares in shock* tatsuma: i will make sure this ends with me, and i wont let it plague another generation. -a bird like entity appears besides him- todo: the vermillion phoenix karura....what a splendid familiar... Mamushi: "High Priest...?" tatsuma: now, put the eyes down...and begone! -several fireballs shoot at todo- todo: *rushing at him* -FWOOOOOOM- tatsuma:..... !!!!! todo: heh... *removing the left eye* wakey wakey~ tatsuma: NO DON'T- -too late- Mamushi: *shudders* tatsuma: hold on mamushi, we need to go warn the others! Mamushi: " 'Hold on'?" -BOOOOOOOOOM- juzo: ?!?!?! w-what the? tatsuma: right on time, get mamushi back to the inn. juzo: w-wha? -a cancerous blob bursts out of the shrine- juzo: ???!!!! w-what is.... tatsuma: the impure king. -back at the inn- madoka: *walking through the halls, but hears two members of true cross* ???: they're seriously gonna kill the kid? madoka: ?? *listening in* ???: "He released his power. What else can be done?" ???: not sure what to tell fujimoto... ???: "...Wait until the task is completed." madoka:.... *her heart sinks and she sneaks to rin's room* rin...rin get up! Rin: *sleep talking* "I can't eat another bite..." madoka: *shaking him* rin get up! we need to go, now! Rin: *eyes snap open* "...Madoka? Why aren't I at dinner?" madoka: come on, we need to go, it isnt safe here. *getting her jacket on* Rin: "..." *grabs his sword* "Explain on the way." madoka:.... -elsewhere- uwabami hojo:..... !!!!! is...is that-? kinzo: HOLY FUCK IT'S THE BLOB! Bon: "...Oh no..." izumo: i-is that.... shura: motherfucker! uwabami hojo: everyone! front and center now! Shima: Q~Q konekomaru: what do you think is going on? shiemi: *going to check on rin and madoka* rin? madoka? are you in he-.... !!!!! Shima: "...They doing the nasty?" izumo: SHIEMI DONT LOO-....where the fuck are they? -they flew the coop- shura:.....fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck. Bon: "...Damn it. What the hell did he do now?" shura: of all the times to go awol! *grumbles* did he find out about the execution notice? shiemi: EXE-WHAT!?! Shima: "Oh, man! If they weren't going to kill him before, they're going to now--" -shura's phone rings- shura: WHAT. IS IT? Mephisto: "Guess who it iiiiiiis~." shura: -_________- what the hell do you want? Mephisto: "I have a fun little document. Guess whose name is on it." shura: ....is this about rin? Mephisto: "Bingo! Give the lady a prize!" felisia: *clapping* shura: can you get to the point? we got kind of a situation here called THE IMPURE KING IS WAKING UP! D8< Mephisto: "Short version: Rin's gonna die." shura: I GOT THAT PART! and, spoiler alert, he and kaname flew the coop. Mephisto: "Oh! Where are they registered?" shura: we're trying to find that out! shiemi: w-we can help look for them! Shima: "Rin's pretty fast, though..." shiemi: he and madoka can help us fight the impure king, then that will clear his name right? Mephisto: "How am I supposed to know--I'm not Head Pope." "...Okay, sure." shura:.....we're on speaker mode, arent we? felisia: yep. shura: -__________________-;;;;; Mephisto: "So, have Rin defeat the Impure King, or kill Rin. Take your pick." shura:....*siiiighs* alright then kids, you heard the man. go find rin and madoka, then kick some impure king ass. shiemi: oh thank you miss shu- shura: just keep this under wraps for now, ok? shiemi: *nods* konekomaru: but....where are they? Bon: *stares at Shura* shura: that's the problem... *notices something on her phone*...............mephisto......why....DIDNT YOU TELL ME....there was a GPS tracker?! Mephisto: "I put those things on so often I lost track." *holds up his map--and sees 40 different color spots on it* "...Huh. Why did I put a tracker on _that_ person?" shura: can i narrow it down? Mephisto: "The blue dot." shura: right. *hands her phone to bon* you guys find rin and madoka, i'll help subdue the impure king. Bon: "How are you going to do that?" shura: just leave it to the pros kiddos~<3 -in the woods someplace- madoka: .....*uneasy* Rin: "..." *hugging his legs, turned away from her, seated in the tree branches* madoka: ....rin?... Rin: "...How high are we?" madoka: im not sure.......rin.....am i....being selfish? Rin: "...How?" madoka: when i heard they were going to kill you....i was so scared....and i made you run away with me because i wanted to keep you safe.....i dont want you to get hurt, rin....*trembling* Rin: "..." *hug* "Love is selfish--because the person you see completes you." madoka:...*hugs him* i guess....t-that makes sense... Rin: "...Where are we going? We can't just..." madoka:....im not sure.... -creeeak- madoka: WOAH! -CRASH- Rin: "Ow..." madoka: ow....a-are you ok? *she landed on top of him* Rin: .///. *nod nod* madoka: t-thats good... *blush* konekomaru: ._.;;;; um..... izumo: there you are! madoka: O-O;; Rin: o\\\\o madoka: w-w-we-we werent doing anything lewd!! >////< izumo: um...i didnt say you were? madoka: *realizing...and grabs a branch* im not letting you hurt rin! *her hands are shaking* izumo: *facepalm* oh for the love of. we're here to _help_ him. Rin: " 'Help'?" *holds his scabbard* "Funny way to 'help' when I got a death warrant." izumo: listen knuckleheads. do you want to stay on the run forever, or do you want a chance to clear your name? Rin: "..." *puts down scabbard* "What're you thinking?" shiemi: *turns him around.....to face part of the impure king* that. madoka: ....how did we miss that? -shiemi and the others explain the situation- Rin: "...So, it's weak to fire?" izumo: *nods* madoka: you're able to control the flames better now, right rin? Rin: owo;;;; "Kinda?" izumo: good enough. let's go! Rin: "Well, I'll need something to get up there--" ???: *cough cough* madoka: ?? izumo: ??... !!! bon! isnt that your dad?! Bon: "!!!" *runs to him* "Dad? What happened?" tatsuma: s-son? is...that you?...guess...i didnt die... -a small bird appears- karura: i have healed your wounds, but you must take it easy, or else you will certainly die. Rin: "...Why is that bird talking? And on fire?" karura: i am known as karura. once upon a time i was servant of the myoda dharmani, but when the secret was exposed, that pact was anulled. i am now bound to tatsuma suguro by a personal agreement. Bon: "So Dad can stop the Impure King--" tatsuma: i cant....im already spent. but i can tell you how to beat the impure king. it will continue to grow until it is the size of a fortress. then a large spore sack will form in the center. Rin: "...Then we just got to burn this mushroom. Where's the weak spot?" tatsuma: inside of the sack. but should it rupture, it will release a deadly miasma. Rin: "Right, that thing!" *starts running* tatsuma:....15 years ago, i made a deal with karura to use the aeon wave flame. it converts one's lifespan into flames. i was planning to use it to defeat the pure king, but i was only able to hold it in place. Bon: " 'One's lifespan'..." *looks at his dad* tatsuma:...rin...i want you to use the kurikura to cleave the impure king's core like fukaku did many years prior...then i will use the remaining aeon wave to finish it off... Bon: "And what will happen to you?!" tatsuma: *smiles* the lives of hundreds are more important than the life of your good for nothing father. karura: oh? you are tatsuma's son? Bon: "...Yes, I am." karura: i am able to transfer the aeon wave to one of the high priests blood. tatsuma: NO! bon's still so young, you musnt get him involved!! i swore on my life this plague would end with me! Bon: *bites his finger, revealing blood* tatsuma: !! karura: so that's how it is then? Bon: "It is. Give it to me." karura: so be it... -a flame appears from the blood- Bon: "!!!" tatsuma:....*sigh* i never wanted you to bear this burden... Bon: *stares at the flames* "...Just have to stop this miasma before it's too late." tatsuma:...listen close son. im going to reach you a barrier sutra. listen well... izumo: .... konekomaru: .... Bon: "Barrier...How?" tatsuma: should the spore sack burst, this will prevent the miasma from escaping....so pay close attention... Bon: "Right..." *watches* -elsewhere- shura: *slicing* damn! they keep multiplying... uwabami hojo: how are things on your end, mr okumura? Yukio: *firing shots* "Trying to hold the line--with little luck!" ???: mr okumuuuuraaaa~ Yukio: *freezes* -a red light is seen in the distance- Yukio: "...!! A fire!" myoda: good! bring it over here! Yukio: "I-I don't think that's an ally coming..." Yukio: *runs towards it* -a young man with feathered ears is staring up at the sky- Yukio: "!!! Todo..." todo: *grins* lovely evening, isnt it, mr okumura? -elsewhere- tatsuma: do you get it now son? Bon: *nods* tatsuma:...you're finally becoming a man. Bon: -___-;;; "...Whatever. Let's go kill this thing." madoka: we're right behind you, bon. *smiles* Rin: *nod nod* "Let's get going!" -back with yukio- todo: come on out boy, i just want a friendly chat <3 *throws a fireball* Yukio: *dodges, fires a shot* todo: ah, there you are. you look tired. busy night i take it? Yukio: *firing more shots* todo: tsk tsk, so violent. *It's coming down onto Todo* todo: *dodge* phew. that could have gone badly. i just want to talk. so tell me, how is your brother these days? Yukio: "Nowhere near you." -elsewhere- madoka: it almost looks like a real fortress... Rin: "With a giant mushroom in the center." kuro: rin! there's a really stinky monster around! Rin: "?! Which direction?" kuro: *points to the impure king* Rin: "...Oh. Um...Well, spores kinda smell, and you got a strong sense of smell..." madoka: kuro, do you want to help us get up there? kuro: NYEH?! rin! you guys cant be serious! Rin: "Well, yeah! We need your size and great leaping ability to get us up there to squash that thing!" kuro: *sigh* alright then. *POOF* madoka: thanks kuro! ^^ Rin: "Yay!" -elsewhere- todo: *dodging bullets* my my, what got into you tonight? Yukio: *silent, firing more shots* todo: did i touch a nerve? how's your dad? Yukio: "Quiet!" *shoots at Todo's feet* todo: i heard he's in weak condition. who knows how long the old codger has left- Yukio: *leaps at Todo, firing* todo: *punch* oops. Yukio: *knocked back* "Ugh..." todo: you must be so stressed from your family holding you back. i understand that completely... -he grins- todo: you're a doctor, correct? Yukio: "Yes...and you'll need one..." todo: from what i heard, fujimoto was also a skilled doctor. as well as a skilled dragoon, but such is to be expected of a former paladin....he always gave your brother the better treatment....and what of you? you were trained to be a weapon. his replacement, so to speak. Yukio: "Quiet..." todo: you think to yourself 'this isnt fair'....admit it. you hate your brother, dont you? Yukio: "N-No! I don't--" -elsewhere- kuro: *running along the 'walls' of the impure king* madoka: woah! Rin: *hanging on* O_O -tendrils shoot at them, but madoka shoots at the tendrils with her arrows- Rin: *flames along his scabbard, as he tries to swing at them* kuro: rin! i see a bolder down there! Rin: "To land on, or toss at this thing?" kuro: to land on! Rin: "Okay! Then do it, buddy!" -nice landing- Rin: "Okay! Now, point me to it's soft spot!" madoka: bon, get ready. -a large round shape is in the center- Bon: "Okay...Just got to prepare the incantation..." madoka: we'll hold off the enemy. Rin: "Right!" *holds the scabbard on fire* madoka: *shooting arrows* Rin: *striking at flames* Bon: *inhales* -elsewhere- todo: already tired? Yukio: *panting, struggling to stay standing* todo: *smirks*.....?? oh? what's this now? Yukio: *aims again--but stumbles, firing just past Todo* -several magic circles begin to glow- todo: so you werent just aimlessly shooting....clever boy. Yukio: *smirks* "You will be contained now..." -several watery creatures appear, some female looking, some male looking, some resembling children- Yukio: "Naiads..." todo: *smirks* water beats fire....well im right in a pickle, arent i? Yukio: *gets on his knees, panting, exhausted* todo: heh. you cant even keep up...so much for in your prime....*lunges and pins him to the ground* how boring...perhaps i should kill you here and now... Yukio: "L-Let go!" -inside the impure king- madoka: rin! look out! *shooting arrows* Rin: *dodges, still trying to unsheathe his sword* "Damn it..." -elsewhere- shura: ..... !!!! oh shit- everyone! outside the barrier! now! Monk #1: "!!!" -the spore sack twitches violently- Monk #2: "That d..."Monk #2: "That ain't good..." -BOOOOOOOOOOOM- Monk #1: !!!! -elsewhere- todo: *pulls back fist* good night, yukio okumura~ *about to punch* Yukio: "NO!" *he's feeling warm...* todo: hmm? *FWOOSH* todo: *jumps back* well, this certainly is a game changer... Yukio: *trying to look* ("Everything's dark...No...Blue?") todo: seems i underestimated you...those eyes.....they arent your own... -POW- todo: *knocked back* oof- Yukio: *vision slowly returning* "Wh-What?" todo: well, fancy seeing you here mr shima. juzo: word to the wise, it's not a smart idea to go flaunting your flames about like that if you're trying to hide. Yukio: ("...Flames...") juzo: after all the lives you have ruined, there wont even be ashes left of you, todo! -inside the impure king- madoka: *cough* rin! bon! are you guys ok?? Rin: *forcing a smile, as he swings his sheathed sword at tendrils* "Just fine!" Bon: *focusing the fire* "..." kuro: *looking at a large entity* t-that's- impure king: *ROARS* -outside the barrier, rain begins to fall- Bon: "...W-We can't stop this thing...It's not possible..." -elsewhere- Yukio: "..." *light bulb* todo: *still battling juzo and the others of the myoda* Yukio: "Um, excuse me? I think I have an idea..." juzo: eh? monk: you want to make a strategy now?! Yukio: *shrug* "It's that or Todo keeps gaining ground..." juzo: ....alright. what do you have in mind? todo: done already? awww, but im just getting started~ Yukio: "So you'll hold him while we let Mother Nature weaken him..." juzo: right. narumi! shishamo! take the lead! Narumi: "Have at thee!" todo: *battling* *smirks* have at me all you like, i'll just absorb the weaker flames anyway. it's almost like trick-or-treating! juzo: TRICK OR TREAT THIS! FIRE LIFE SAMAHDI! *throws a bigass fireball at todo* -BOOOOOM- Yukio: *watches* "Just a bit more..." todo: fighting fire with fire? despite how the saying goes. it wont work-...urk-...w-what? Yukio: "Over-working yourself in your old age, teach?" todo: ....clever boy... -FWOOOOOOM- *Everyone is blown back, Yukio having to hang onto a boulder...* juzo: is he....dead? Yukio: "He's ash." ???: huhuhuhu~ Yukio: "!!!" todo: *getting up, his body ash and crumbling* making me overheat. not a bad plan...however, dont underestimate the healing abilities of a phoenix... Yukio: "No..." todo: *crumbling in the rain* oh...i forgot its raining...this might....make recovery difficult... -inside the impure king- madoka: *panting* this is bad... Rin: "J-Just have to keep going...as long as we can..." madoka: r-right. cant give up now... Bon: *stumbling, his finger still pressed to the ground* kuro: *clawing at tendrils* Bon: *panting, staring* "How much longer...?" karura: with thing going the way they are, the barrier may not last if you continue to be exposed to the miasma. Bon: "I'm fine--" *cough cough* madoka: !! Rin: "Bon! Hang on! Let us protect you like those princesses in fairy tales!" Bon: "...The hell you just call me?!" madoka: ^^;; dont worry, we got you covered! Rin: "Yep! Shining Knight Madoka and Rin to the rescu--" *cough cough* madoka: rin! Rin: *waves his hand* "I-I can do it..." *smiles* "Just trust me..." madoka: *nods and keeps shooting arrows* Bon: *on his knees and hand, trying to keep a hold...* Rin: *knocking down tendrils* impure king *ROAAAAAR* Rin: *thinking, as he sees a small flame on his shoulder* "...Could I...?" madoka: *nearly about to collapse* Rin: *remembers...* "Do these flames only burn humans or..." *spots Madoka* "!!!" *catches her* madoka: *pant* t-thanks.... RIN! BEHIND YOU! Rin: "?!" *turns* -a large tendril is coming down onto them- Rin: *tugging at his sword* "Come on, come on!" -why was i saved?- Rin: ("...I just wanted to be a hero...But then...I'm...") -why did fujimoto save me?- Rin: ("Because...Because...I...don't know.") -why are you alive?- madoka: RIN! Rin: *flames are along his back* "..." madoka: ....*holds his hand* Rin: "!!!" madoka:....*smiles* Bon: "Urk..." *falling down* madoka: !!! Bon: *he lets go* Rin: "Oh crap..." shura: *fighting off tendrils* GUYS! NOW ISNT THE TIME FOR MAKING GOOGOO EYES AT EACH OTHER! D8< Rin: "THAT'S NOT WHAT WE'RE DOING! I'm trying to figure out how to burn these things!" shura: USE YOUR SWORD THEN! PROVE FUJIMOTO HE WAS RIGHT TO RAISE YOU! Rin: *tugs on the sword from its sheathe* -why did he save me?- Rin: *removes the sword* "So I can do this!" *ignites in blue flames* madoka: !!! *smiles* shura: *grins* raise hell, kid. Rin: *leaps and slices at tendrils* ("This is too slow...") ???: good grief. this is pathetic to watch. Bon: *lying on the ground* "Wh-What...?" Rin: "?!" -a large bird like creature has appeared besides rin- bird: i am ucchusma. the impurity kongo. the impure king is my age old foe. the blade you wield was once our lord's weapon. if you desire to defeat the impure king, i will teach you how to guide the flame. Rin: ._. "...'Kay. What's Step #1?" -the bird has now possessed the koma sword- Rin: " So, you gave me a power-up?" ucchusma: more or less speaking. i will call forth the fire life samadhi, a flame with the power to burn anything in the material world. with that, i will purify the impure king and the whole mountain with flame using your flames of satan. Rin: "Wh-What?! By 'material,' that'd kill everyone on this mountain!" ucchusma: so? it is of little consequence. all those who entered the impure palace and were touched by its servants are contaminated. the impure king can come back from even a remnant, therefore each one must be purified. let us go. Rin: "...So, just need to burn away impurities...even those attached to living flesh..." *small sneer* ucchusma: *chanting the sutra* Rin: *repeating the chant* ("So what do I do...") madoka: *running up the steps, shooting at tendrils as she does* Rin: ("Just need to burn...") impure king: *ROOOOOOOARS* madoka: RIN! Rin: ("Burn it all...Burn it all!") -CLANG- ucchusma: ?? why do you hesitate? Rin: "...Because...I can't kill them..." -its in your nature- Rin: ("No...I mean, I know I am...Satan's son...") madoka: *jumps* -BURN IT ALL! BURN IT! SCORCH THEM! THEY WANT YOU DEAD! KILL THEM BEFORE THEY KILL YOU!- Rin: ("...I want to...") -hug- madoka: *she had jumped onto his back, and is holding him* it's ok rin... Rin: "...What do I do...?" madoka: *holds his hands* we got this. all of us. *smiles* Rin: *inhales* "O-Okay...I just have to focus--* *FWOOM* *Flames cover Rin and Madoka* madoka: !!!....*closes her eyes* it feels warm... -a large wave of blue flames appears- uwabami hojo: !!!.... wha? monk: hey, only the fungus is burning off... monk 2: feels kinda nice actually... Yukio: "...Rin...What the hell have you done...?" monk 3: LOOK! THE IMPURE KING! -the impure palace is vanishing- Shima: "...Wow..." konekomaru: he...he did it! shiemi: *smiles* i knew he could do it! izumo: well i'll be... true cross member: wait, satan's son is...helping us? true cross member 2: am i tripping balls right now? Monk #3: "Not exactly proper language..." -the impure king has vanished, and rain still falls- Rin: *panting* "...Damn..." madoka: ha.....we....*she hugs rin tightly* we did it!! Rin: .\\\\. "...We did?" *looks around...then smiles widely* madoka: ^////^ *tears falling* Rin: "???" *hug* madoka: im so proud of you rin. Rin: "...You are?" madoka: ^^ of course rin. *smiles* shura: great job, kiddos. the three of you are heroes. -several people come running up- konekomaru: okumura! Bon: *struggling to stand* Shima: "What the heck did you all do up here?!" madoka: well...we beat the impure king. ^^ izumo: *JAWDROP* she says it so casually....are you _sure_ she's a rookie? shiemi: wow! so brave. madoka: oh, i was terrified! but i couldnt let that stop me. Rin: "Always brave is more like it..." *rubs the back of his head* ^\\\^ shiemi: ?? yuki? Yukio: *grim stare, as he marches up the hill* Rin: "!!! Bro! Look what I did! I told you I'd do this!" shura: ?? Rin: "I said I'd be the hero you wanted me to be, who Dad would want, who could leave you eating my-" Yukio: *Punch* madoka: !!! shiemi: YUKI! Rin: *stunned, down on the grass* "...What the hell?!" Yukio: "I told you not to use those flames!" shura: those flames just saved our asses! Yukio: "And what if he got out of control? He is Satan's son! The powers that be could still kill him! I told you to keep control of him, and you just did not list--" Rin: *Punch* shura: *grabs him* RIN! YUKIO! CALM DOWN! *clunks their heads together* Rin: X_X Yukio: X_X madoka: D8> shura: -_-; -later- Rin: *snoring* madoka: zzzzz....*asleep next to him* Rin: *yawns, opens his eyes* "..." o\\\o madoka: *yawn* hmm? hey rin....how's your head? Rin: "..." *touches his head--and winces* "Gah! Man...The Impure King must've hit me hard..." madoka:..... rin... Rin: "??? A-Are you okay? Did we win?" madoka: *she nods* yeah. we did it. we beat it. Rin: "..." *hug* madoka: *smooch* u/////u i love you. Rin: .\\\. "I-I love you...And I...I..." Shima: "OooooooOOOOOOOOoooo..." madoka: O////O s-sh-shima?! shiemi: oh my. .///.; Rin: o\\\\\o "WHY ARE YOU ALL IN MY ROOM?!" izumo: this is an inn, remember? Rin: "THEN CAN'T WE BUY EXTRA ROOMS?!" Shima: "So you can do things alone in this room?" madoka: eh......EHHHHHHHHHHHHH?!?!?! O///////////////////////////O *KO* awawawawawa -elsewhere- yaozo: and that's what happened. felisia: ... Mephisto: "...So, I guess we can't kill Rin?" yaozo: the boy is a hero. Mephisto: "So, no killing, got it." *sips his drink* "Sweet." yaozo: right....i'll just be going then. Mephisto: "So soon?" yaozo: *nods* if the vatican needs me to give a testimony, i shall do so. *exits* felisia: well.....*cuddles up to mephisto* seems we have the room all to ourselves now~<3 Mephisto: "Indeed~" felisia: i brought something special for the trip. so im just gonna put that on real quick, ok~? Mephisto: *chuckles* "Alright..." felisia: i'll only be a moment~ -after a short moment, something is felt pressed against his back- Mephisto: "...Oh. You." shura: *holding a kunai to his neck* alright. start talkin... Mephisto: -_-; "...Fine. So, the key is to use honey, not sugar--" shura: just what are you planning to use rin for, huh? Mephisto: "..." *smiles at her* "You know what would be a shame?" shura: is this going to be some vague threat? Mephisto: "Not vague. A promise." shura:.....*removes the kunai and heads for the door* i got my eye on you.........oh...and tell felisia i said congrats on her pregnancy. *exits* Mephisto: "...Huh." felisia:....*hug* i trust your judgement...call it instinct i guess.... Mephisto: "..." *hug* "So trusting..." felisia: *crawling onto his lap* now, where were we~? Mephisto: *smirks* "In the best place possible..." *smooch* felisia: ah~<3 konekomaru: *opens the door* mr yaozo are you-............. O____________________O;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; *closes the door* felisia: OuO;;;; Mephisto: "...I usually enjoy audiences, but not like that." -morning- izumo: finally, we're heading on home. unagi: *peeeeek* Shima: .\\\. *waves* unagi: <um....shima-kun.....you'll....write back....wont you?> Shima: <Of-Of course!> o\\\w\\\o unagi:....t-thank you....renzou. uwabami hojo: ..... renzou. a word with you for a moment. Shima: "??? Um...Yes?" uwabami hojo: im fine with you having unagi as a friend, but that's as far as i can allow your relationship to go. Shima: "Huh? I mean...Wait, why not further? I mean, if I wanted something more--" uwabami hojo: *grabs shima by the shoulders and looks him straight in the eye* renzou. unagi is 12. Shima: “Eh-…….EHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH?!?!?!?!” -on the plane home- Rin: "..." izumo: koneko, shima, you guys look awful. konekomaru: i saw nothing...i saw nothing... Shima: Q____Q "The universe hates me as much as I hate myself." izumo: good. madoka: *holding rin's hand* Rin: "..." *pat pat* -upon arriving to the airport, several people are there with a sign that reads 'welcome home exwires'!- adrian: well if it aint the heroes of kyoto! seiya: congratulations. gilda: ^^ Rin: owo kyouko: oi! rin! yukio! Rin: *waves, smiling* kyouko: you....*shaking him* YOU ALMOST DIED MORON! D8< madoka: ^^; ???: -aAAAAADOOOOKAAAAAAAAA!!!! *TACKLES HER* madoka: AH sayaka: I MISSED YOU SO MUUUUUUUUUUCH! TT~TT Rin: X____X Bon: "..." sayaka: hey guys! how was kyoto? did you see kyoto tower? did you take pics? we got new students at school! one girl considers me her senpai now! kyouko: sayaka, inhale. sayaka: *BREATHES IN...then out* sorry. im just so hyped! Yukio: *grabbing his bag* Rin: "That's great news!" *shaking still from Kyouko's attack* -elsewhere- ???: right....i see.....i'll keep an eye on them....understood lord lucifer... -elsewhere- ango: ._.; um.....this is.....er...... Kunikida: "...Why?" ango: exactly. dazai, what are you trying to do here? Dazai: "You two have so much in common!" ango: i dont see it. Kunikida: "Agreed." Dazai: owo;;; "...You both can't stand me.* ango: .... Kunikida: "...He is quite annoying." ango: what you mean to say is 'neither of you can stand me'. Dazai: -3- Kunikida: "His grammar is atrocious." ango: isnt that the truth. -_.-; Dazai: "See? You're getting along great!" ango: -_.-; Kunikida: "...I'm going to need more alcohol." ango: tomato juice please. im driving. Dazai: *pouts* "Fine...I'll get your drinks." Kunikida: "...Was he always like this?" ango:....to be honest, he has improved quite a bit....thought that's a stretch. Kunikida: "...I'm reticent to admit the same. I can only imagine how worse he was before the Agency." ango: ......you're better off not knowing... Kunikida: "Perhaps. After his behavior at work..." ango: ....being in the mafia...can mess a person up...a lot...especially under the care of the mafia's boss... Kunikida: "Hmm...I cannot imagine." ango: .... Kunikida: *holds up glass* -elsewhere- Rin: "I just want to sleep for days..." kyouko: i can imagine. we got your bed all set up for you. oh, and you start classes again the day after tomorrow, just to give you a day to get your bearings back. Rin: "...Only a day?" Q_Q kyouko:....rin? are you sure you're alright? Rin: *nods* *yawn* "Just exhausted..." kyouko:..well, if you need anything, let us know, ok? Rin: *weak smile* "R-Right...Thanks." -elsewhere- Kid: "Feeling better?" stocking: yeah. *yawn* Kid: *rubs her back* "Need more sleep?" -elsewhere- Relan: *kitten yawn* shinra: zzzz Relan: "..." *hug* shinra: =///w///= Relan: "Feel okay?" shinra: yeah. Relan: "..." *rubs his hand lightly through his hair* shinra: =/////= Relan: "It's soft." -elsewhere- keek: Q_____Q Hawthorne: "..." barkova: *growls* heheheh~ Hawthorne: "Stop that noise, you mutt." barkova: *snarls* Hawthorne: *glare* barkova: *snarling* FD: "Down." barkova: !!....*silences herself, trembling...almost as if afraid* FD: "Corner." barkova: *crawling to a corner and curls into a ball* .... Hawthorne: "...Disgusting." yana: ... keek: Q_Q FD: "??? Why are you crying?" keek: THIS PLACE IS TERRIFYING AND I WANNA GO HOME! FD: "..." keek: i-i never asked to be brought here. i just want to go home and see my mom again... FD: "I can arrange that." keek: r-really? FD: "Yes. She would look nice with a bomb along her neck as well." keek: !!! no please! dont involve her in this! i-i'll be good! just dont hurt her! FD: "Then do as I say, before I get angry." keek: o-ok.... FD: "Zoey, what shall we do with them..." zoey: whatever you see fit, master fyodor... FD: "..." *smirks* "Care to have some fun?" zoey: for you, anything! FD: "Good. Take the pastor and get him to change that expression. Make the girl watch." -elsewhere- Yohei: *shivers* chie: everything ok, honey? Yohei: "...Fine. It's fine." chie: yohei...i can tell when something is bothering you...*hug* Yohei: "...Don't tell the others. Not yet." chie: *nods* is it....him? Yohei: *nods* chie:....*rubs his back* Yohei: "...New info at work. Just...Why?" chie: ....... medea: ....... *walking back to her room* ..... Shotaro: "G'morning Medea!" medea: !!! Shotaro: "Ready for breakfast? ...You okay?" medea: just....just tired is all....i think...i will sleep in today... Shotaro: "...Well, feel better soon." medea:.....right...... -elsewhere- Lucy: *grumble* anne: *poke poke* Lucy: =_____= "Stupid sleep..." -in another room- kirako: zzzz.... Dazai: *whistling in the kitchen* mii: *mreeeeeow* Dazai: "???" *looks down* -it appears to be a mouse.....with a camera inside it?- Dazai: "Hmm..." kirako: *yaaaawns* morning... *in a nightshirt and panties* Dazai: *kicks the mouse behind him* *smiles* "Hey there." kirako: making breakfast? Dazai: "Surprised?" -elsewhere- Hibana: "And pancakes are done!" *sets down...very burnt pancakes* mikami: um...thank you commander ^^; gabriella: ^^; hanako: yay! Hibana: Eat up~ -elsewhere- Meme: *puts on her sweater vest* mio: *yaaaawn* -at school- atsushi: *working hard* Kyoka: "Impressive." atsushi: *hella focused* Kyoka: *looks over his shoulder* -elsewhere- tsuyu: seems they're setting up for the sports festival more and more each day. Izuku: owo *shaking* ochako: this is gonna be so exciting! Iida: "An important moment to demonstrate our improved skills since last time we engaged in competition!" Bakugo: -____- ochako: what do you think, todoroki? Todoroki: *staring at an envelope in his hands* "..." ochako: >w> what's that ya got there? Todoroki: "Nothing." ochako: hmmm... Iida: "That looks like the envelope of tickets that were distributed to all students. ... !!!! You mean you haven't given your tickets to anyone?!" Todoroki: "Quiet." ochako: .... Bakugo: "What, you don't want your mom going?" Todoroki: "..." Izuku: "..." *light bulb* "!!!" eijiro: what about your sister? Todoroki: "...I haven't given her a ticket yet." eijiro: planning on doing that when you get home? Todoroki: "...I don't know." -elsewhere- Student: *running, tossing off his jacket--which is on fire* "Get away from me!" shinra: ?!?! Student: "They're not leaving me alone! Call the cops!" shinra: oi! the hell are you guys doing? girl in glasses: nyeh? who's this brat? Student: "Th-They wanted money! I gave it to them! Then they burned my jacket!" TT~TT girl in glasses: yeah, it wasnt enough brat. shinra: *KICK ATTACK* girl in glasses: tch- oh, you really want to go up against an oni? heh, be my guest. *holding a die, and rolls it. 3* -BOOOOM- shinra: *has already ran with the student* girl in glasses: !!! fuck! -elsewhere- Arthur: *puts on a mask* "..." mina: is that a welding mask, boyle? jirou: nice. Arthur: "I thought if the new recruit Vulcan can do it, so can I..." mina: like from star trek?! *shiny eyes* Arthur: "...What is this 'Trek in the Stars' of which you speak?" mina: dude, have you been like, living in the middle ages or something?! Arthur: "No era in this world ever dies, so long as it lives on, in our hearts and minds!" *holds up blow torch* -he was put on janitorial duty- Arthur: *holding a plunger* "...Vile toilet. I will be the end of you." marie: *SCREAMING* -BOOOOOOM- Arthur: o____o "...Truly, you are an expert..." -elsewhere- Kunikida: *holding his head, groaning* -the apartment is empty- Kunikida: "..." *stumbles out of bed* "Medicine..." -elsewhere- Benimaru: "Right there." kirei: *rubbing his shoulders* Benimaru: =\\\= "That's good..." -elsewhere- Poe: *humming* rowena: doing well, i see. *smiles* Poe: .w. "...Maybe?" rowena: how is lana? Poe: o\\\\o "...Lana-y?" rowena: ...brother? are you ok? Poe: *nod nod nod* rowena: ....did something happen? *worried* Poe: "...I have a girlfriend. I'm scared." rowena: !! brother, im so happy for you! Poe: .\\\. "I'm going to screw this up." rowena: o.o; why do you think that? Poe: "...Because I'm cursed." rowena:....brother.... Poe: "I'm not worthy..." -elsewhere- FD: "You completed punishment?" zoey: yes.... keek: *still shaking, horrified* Hawthorne: ………. FD: "Good..." *pats Zoey's head* zoey: ah~ sonia: *peeking out her door, just out of sight* FD: "..." *spots Sonia* "..." sonia: *has already gone back inside her room* ...... FD: "...Zoey, perhaps you should punish the other one..." *walks to Sonia's door* keek: *already hiding in her room* zoey: open up.....OPEN THE DOOR! keek: *whimpering* sonia:....... FD: *knocks on Sonia's door* sonia: .... FD: "Sonia? May I enter?" sonia:......... FD: *opens the door* sonia:....*stares at him* ....... FD: "...Are you hungry?" sonia:.... yana: not much of a conversationalist, is she? FD: "No. But she looks hungry. Might as well give her something." sonia: ...... -elsewhere- Bon: "..." *tosses a ball against the wall* konekomaru: *already catching up with school work* Shima: "..." *headdesk* konekomaru: ?? Shima: "I'm an idiot." konekomaru: is this about unagi still? Shima: *nods* konekomaru: ^^; well, to be fair you never actually asked. Shima: "She looked like her older sister!" konekomaru: *sweatdrop* oh, by the way, night market is open tonight. did you want to go? Shima: TT~TT *nod nod* Bon: "..." -elsewhere- Vulcan: *pouts* nozomi: everything alright? Vulcan: "Just thinking...about those Hoods..." nozomi: ....oh.... Vulcan: "Yeah. Just nervous about this mission." -elsewhere- Anya: *looking up at the sky* bailey: thinking about stuff, princess? Anya: -_-; "Don't call me that." bailey: isnt it true though? O.O; Anya: "...I just don't like being called that while I'm here." bailey: oh. im sorry. D8> Anya: "It's fine. Just don't make a habit of it, please." bailey: noted! -elsewhere- Giriko: *holding a ping pong paddle* "Ready!" -elsewhere- Gopher: "SMASH IT!" kirika: *squish* freaking roaches... Gopher: *huge sigh of relief, as he leans against Kirika* "So grateful..." kirika: -_-; Gopher: "I hate those tiny creatures, with their antenna and legs and...and..." o_____o kirika: what? Gopher: "...What if there are more of them?" -elsewhere- Medusa: *sips juice* neian: zzzz Medusa: "..." *rocks the crib just a bit* neian: =w= Medusa: *content sigh* grimoire: seems the child has mellowed you out after hundreds of years. Medusa: -_-;;; "I have not changed that much." -elsewhere- Yumi: *making Shiori's bed* shiori: zzz lord death: ^^ Yumi: *whispers* "She's growing so big..." lord death: i know. Yumi: "...Death?" lord death: hmm? Yumi: "...She's going to need you." lord death:....i know...hey shiori.. shiori: *yawn* pa! pa! lord death:...*craddling her* Yumi: TTWTT stocking:.....*walking away*....*sigh* Kid: *whispers* "Found you..." stocking: !!!! kid! jeez, i nearly jumped out of my skin! Kid: ._.; "S-Sorry..." stocking: *sigh* i-it's fine... Kid: "...What's wrong?" stocking: just this whole sibling thing im trying to get used to....it feels so surreal. Kid: *nods* "I have...some familiarity with that." stocking:...s-sorry... Kid: "It's fine...I have a sense how you may feel...but maybe I could ask, do you feel badly about this?" stocking:....how so? Kid: "Are you upset with the situation?" stocking: i wouldnt go that far. i mean, i am shocked, but im not mad or anything. Kid: *nods* "Any sense how you'll react when your parents have this child?" stocking: i dont really know....i'll just have to take it in stride. Kid: "...I think...your sibling will have the best sister possible." stocking: ^^; Kid: *pats her hand* -elsewhere- ebie: maaaaaail caaaaaaall! oscar: *looking at a letter*....i'll read this one in secret~<3 Steinbeck: "...We get mail?" ebie: yep! oh, and your sister sent you a letter! Steinbeck: *takes it* "..." rosasharn: [dear big brother, how are you doing? we're all doing well so far back home. midge is growing up so quick, she looks just like her papa. ruthie and winfield ask about you every day, as does ma. you know how she worries, haha. write back soon, your sister, rose of sharon.] Steinbeck: "..." *his hand shakes slightly* twain:..you ok? Steinbeck: "Fine! Just...fine." twain: ok then. Steinbeck: "..." *folds the letter, puts it in his pocket* -elsewhere- Lucy: "Another!" clerk: ma'am...you've had 9 shots of orange juice... Lucy: "A. NOTH. ER!" atsushi: OwO;;;; Lucy: *stares at Atsushi* "...Be my drinking buddy." atsushi: um... okaaaay? OwO;;;; odasaku: *sweatdrop* Lucy: *leans forward, holding the glass up to him* atsushi: here i go! *takes a full chug* haa... Lucy: "...I like a man who can hold his juice..." atsushi: ^^; (thinking: at least it isnt something like alchohol, i would die) odasaku: you and ango would get along great in that aspect. Lucy: *leans against him* =w= atsushi: O////////////O um... odasaku: .... 7.7; Lucy: *holds his hand, breathes calmly* "..." -a shiver goes up atsushi's body....and his tail pops out- Lucy: *feels the tail hit her* o\\\\\\o atsushi: O/////////O;;;; Lucy: O\\\\\O "...It's big." odasaku: you two um....need a moment alone? atsushi: yeah... Lucy: o\\\\\o "...Have you always been able to have that...tail?" atsushi: since this summer, yeah....i think? Lucy: "...What about..." *pats his head, rubbing his hair* "...ears?" atsushi: uhhh...... o/////////////o *sweating, tail twitching all over* Kyoka: "Is there sinning here?" atsushi: O_O;;;; odasaku: busted. ._.; Lucy: -_-; "Not now..." o\\\o "I mean...no?" atsushi:.... *atsushi.exe has stopped responding* Kyoka: "..." *takes Atsushi's hand* "He's going home. He is not feeling well. Goodbye." Lucy: D:< -outside- naoya: tough break, kiddo. Akutagawa: *clawing a pillar* naoya:...say, something rather funny happened the other day! Akutagawa: "ThERE'S NOthing fuNNY..." naoya: O-O;....well i was hiking through the woods the other day, and guess who i ran into... Akutagawa: "Dead hiker." naoya: no....mori. *she cracks up laughing* Akutagawa: "...Ha ha ha..." naoya: *grins* see, there ya go! Akutagawa: "..." -\\\\- "Let's just go." -elsewhere- akaderu: *in a fast food uniform, collapsed on the couch* X_X im dead.... -elsewhere- miura: ... Mori: "Well? What is it?" miura: no comment, sir... Mori: "Hmph. Not much of a conversationalist..." miura: -.-; Mori: "Can't you tell a joke?" miura: you mean besides kajii's 'sex life'? Mori: "...High five?" miura: *high five* Mori: "Good one!" miura: thank you sir. Mori: "You're welcome....You drink?" miura: im not physically able to sir, given that, in case you forgot, i'm a goddamn robot. Mori: "Motor oil?" miura: hah. funny. Mori: "...Do you do anything for fun? I mean, if you can't drink, what do you do?" -elsewhere- Mephisto: "How are you~?" stocking: doing well dad. how was the trip? Mephisto: "Illuminating." *holds up a gift bag* stocking: oh? Mephisto: "Something sweet for our sweet daughter~" stocking: *shiny eyes* felisia: hope you like it. stocking: *HUG* TTuTT Mephisto: "!!!" *pat pat* "Are you okay?" stocking: just happy... -elsewhere- Dazai: "Where did it come from?" atsushi: i think it just popped out cause i was nervous... i mean, i know it's a side effect of my ability but.... ./////.; it's still awkward... Dazai: "...Maybe see a doctor? Or...a vet?" atsushi: -_-; odasaku: that...actually is kinda funny. atsushi: no one is asking you od- Dazai: "??? 'Odd'?" atsushi: ._.; oddly enough? OuO;; Dazai: "...Okay. But maybe it's tiger puberty." atsushi: =////=; what was it like for you?.....when you started having those.....weird feelings that make you feel funny? Dazai: "...You mean when I noticed how attractive certain people were?" atsushi: i guess? Dazai: "...I think I lost my virginity before I realized how attractive people are." atsushi: O-O; um- Dazai: "It didn't feel like anything. Maybe other people's first time is good. But it felt empty. Just happened." atsushi:.....oh... Dazai: "With time, I had good experiences, and bad experiences. I screwed up, a lot." atsushi:....*pats his back* Dazai: *small smile* "You're going to be fine." atsushi:....t-thanks... odasaku:....*pats his back* Dazai: "And hey, you're getting sex education at school, so just be smart." atsushi: o-of course! .... .//////.;;;; Dazai: "??? What, you need some more sex ed?" atsushi: im fine thank you! Dazai: *nods, pats his head* -elsewhere- Jacqueline: "!!!!" *holds up the newspaper* kim: what happened? Jacqueline: "Doesn't this surveillance photo have someone who looks familiar?" kim: *examines* ?? *squiiiint* *It looks like her mom* kim:...*her stomach drops* Jacqueline: "...What is she doing?" -elsewhere- Todoroki: *holding the envelope* fuyumi: more fan mail? ^^; Todoroki: *holds it to her* "Take it." fuyumi: oh? um... *opens it* !! Todoroki: "...Will you be in attendance?" fuyumi: *smiles* it'd be my pleasure. -elsewhere- Meme: *frowning* tsugumi: is everything ok, meme? mio: you look uneasy... Meme: "Just tense...irritated...Want to punch something..." mio: did someone say some shit to you? Meme: "..." *nod nod* mio: want me to beat them up? Meme: *shakes her head* "...I want a punching bag. Can you hold it for me?" -elsewhere- eijiro: SPORTS FESTIVAL HYYYYPE! atsushi: ???? i am so confused. Lucy: "That thing where the Quirk students compete against each other?" momo: not just quirk students. over the years, it has grown and expanded to various types of students. Kyoka: "Such as ability users?" momo: i dont see why not. ^^ Kyoka: *looks at Lucy* Lucy: *looks at Kyoka* Lucy and Kyoka: "..." *look at Atsushi* atsushi: um.... ^^; ochako: deku. iida.....*her face is intense* LET'S DO OUR BEST!! Iida: ._. Izuku: o_o "Y-Yeah..." mina: its like she's possessed all the sudden. ._.; Izuku: "M-Must be pumped up?" ^^; Todoroki: "..." ochako: IM TOTALLY GONNA WRECK THIS! YEEEEAH! Izuku: o_____o Todoroki: "..." -later, at lunch- Izuku: "...So, I was wondering..." ochako: hmm? whats up? Izuku: "I'm sorry if this seems intrusive, and you're totally free not to answer. I mean, I wouldn't want to look like I'm delving into other people's business, but at the same time I think learning more about my classmates can help me rationalize what is--" Iida: *slaps Izuku upside the head* Izuku: *focused* "Why did you want to become a hero?" ochako: oh! um...well...uhh....i-if i tell you, you promise you wont look down on me? Izuku: "O-Of course I won't!" Iida: *nod nod* ("...Although I am taller than you.") ochako: well.....*sigh* im doing it for money. ^^;; Izuku: "!!!" Iida: "...Well, why is that wrong to seek a more comfortable lifestyle?" ochako: it's just...well, my family owns a construction company, but we dont get much business, so we're kinda broke. Izuku: "...Oh." ochako: thats why i want to become a pro hero. i can earn lots of money so my family can live easier lives! Iida: "That is quite noble!" Izuku: "Yeah! It's what anyone would want..." Todoroki: *around the corner* "..." -elsewhere- Yohei: *flipping through documents* coworker: oi, nanami. how's the fam? Yohei: *smiles* "Quite well. Kiddo will be doing computer coding in no time." coworker: haha. Yohei: *points to a pic on his desk* "Looks like his mom." coworker: he's got your eyes though. Yohei: "...A bit gentler than mine." -elsewhere- Hibana: *mixing chemicals* -elsewhere- Bakugo: *drinking milk--looking around him* "..." eijiro: you excited man? Bakugo: "...Just something to do. Got to show this class is the best. And that I'm the best." eijiro: yeah! ....you feel like someone is staring at us right now? Bakugo: "Every. Damn. Day." eijiro: almost feels malicious. creepy. *shivers* Bakugo: "..." *hands Eijiro a knife* "Toss this." eijiro: HUEH?! O_O; Bakugo: "He'll dodge it. He always does." eijiro: uuuuhhhh ._.;;;;;;;; Bakugo: "..." *takes the knife back* "I'll do it." *tosses it into shrubs in the cafeteria--and a loud yell is heard* eijiro: HOLY SHIT! Mineta: *sits up out of the bushes* Q__Q *he's holding a camera...* eijiro: oh. it was nothing important then. Bakugo: "Yep." Mineta: "YOU COULD'VE KILLED ME!" student: so? pony: *gives him a cup full of ice* Mineta: TT~TT "Thank you, Pony." pony: yeah, ya needed some ice for dat burn. Mineta: Q_______Q "EVERYONE IS SO MEAN!" -elsewhere- Stein: "...What's security like at this festival?" marie: they've strengthened it up five times since last time, given the incidents that have been occurring recently. Stein: *nods* "Gonna be loud...but it'll bring in ratings." marie: remember how fun it was when we were taking part? Stein: "...I was just there to win." marie: ...still, it was fun. Stein: "Hmm...It was kind of funny seeing Spirit lose." marie: yeah. kami was so pissed off at him for that. kneed him right in the balls. Stein: "...Ha." Spirit: *flames around him* "..." marie: OuO; Stein: "Oh. Hello, Spir--" Spirit: "LET ME TELL YOU ONE THING! THIS COMPETITION IS GOING TO BE MASSIVE! AND I'M GOING TO RECLAIM MY CREDIBILITY AT IT!" marie: are you...saying you're going to compete? ._.; Spirit: "...Sure?" -elsewhere- Master: "Put that banner up higher." miranda: *nods and putting it up* Master: *thumbs up* "The Sports Festival should be a killer for business." miranda: yeah. *smiles* remember that year i was in the olympics? good times. *smiles* Master: *nods* "We are still proud of you." miranda: ^^ -elsewhere- Hyde: *drops a TV into the living room* licht: *raises a brow* romina: ooh. Hyde: "Guess who's watching the festival?!" julian: us? Hyde: "Yep!" *hands Julian a bowl and a bag of microwavable popcorn* julian: ._.; Hyde: "I got plenty! So keep making it!" -elsewhere- Izuku: o_______o *looking into a shop window* "New...alternative...action figures...of All Might..." *grabs his wallet--and sees the cash* "Aw...I don't have enough money." ???: *hands him some cash* Izuku: "?!" *looks* ???: here. take it....dont worry, its not stolen or something, haha. Izuku: "I-I can't take your money! I mean, I didn't earn it. And it could be a poor example if I wish to be a model superhero. Furthermore--" -she smiles- yana: easy kiddo. im just trying to be a good Samaritan here. ^^ i can tell you really want it. if you want, you could pay me back some time later. Izuku: "..." *nod nod* "Th-Thank you! Um...Where do I send you the money?" atsushi: !!! here! let me! yana: ... Izuku: "???" atsushi: it's this one, right? -elsewhere- Iida: *doing squats* -elsewhere- Meme: *pants, pants...takes another swing at the punching bag* mio: *timing her* Meme: *punch punch punch* -elsewhere- Kepuri: "We're home." nea: welcome back! medea: *still in her room* ... Kepuri: "...Where's the psychic?" mana: she's in her room. she hasnt left since this morning... Kepuri: "..." *takes bags of fast food, hands them to Mana--then takes out a bag labeled 'Medea'* "Give the rest to everyone. Tell Shotaro I got him the Happy Meal he wanted." *walks to the stairs* mana: ok....medea? we got you lunch. medea:...not hungry... Kepuri: "Come on--you need to eat something." *shakes the bag* "We got you fries!" medea:...*takes the bag and closes the door* Kepuri: -_- "...You're welcome." medea:..*silently weeping* -elsewhere- Kunikida: "Report." atsushi: *hands it to him* Kunikida: "...You have not let this work get in the way of what you need to finish in school, have you?" atsushi: no sir. Kunikida: "Even that competition?" atsushi: *nods* Kunikida: "...Then wear this." *holds up a uniform* atsushi: oh.. um... ._.; Kunikida: "Promote us." atsushi: .___.; this is...um.... *The uniform has the Agency's name in big letters* Kunikida: "Is there a problem?" atsushi: not at all sir! Kunikida: "Good. Then get back to training. Dazai said something about sparring--" atsushi: *looks at the door* Dazai: *opens the door* "Meet your sparring partner!" *Someone seven feet tall is behind Dazai* atsushi: O_O;;;;; um...who is that? Dazai: "Meet Winnifred! She's a great compet--" Winnifred: *grabs Dazai by the head--and tosses him back like a ragdoll* -elsewhere- Kid: *sips his hot chocolate* kirika: *playing her game with mocha resting on her head* Patty: *collapsed on the couch* "Zzz..." liz: peaceful. Wes: *sighs, smiles* "Yeah." lord death: ^^ my precious family. Yumi: *small smile* "Indeed." *sets down drinks* -elsewhere- Bakugo: "I'm home." mitsuki bakugou: welcome back kiddo! so i heard you're takin part in the sports festival? Bakugo: " 'Course I am. Got to make an impression." -elsewhere- himiko: *watching tv* fang: guuba! guubaguu! Dabi: “…” compress: the joys of fatherhood? Dabi: "...Kill me..." compress: no help there. Dabi: Q_______Q -elsewhere- FD: "And done." yana: *takes a peek* huh. FD: "...'Huh'? I only get a 'huh'?" yana: i mean, what kind of reaction are you looking for here man, like 'woooah that is so cool!' or 'eeew what the fuck man?!' FD: "...Drive the fear of death into people." yana: ...dark. FD: ^^ "Thank you." yana: no probs. FD: "Now, I have to complete a task for our 'guests.' Care to assist?" yana: sure, got time to kill. FD: "Take care of the children. I'll deal with Hawthorne." yana: yep. sonia: .... barkova: 8D keek: Q_Q FD: "Have fun~" *closes the door* yana: alright brats, listen the fuck up. it's story time. FD: *approaches Hawthorne's room--and spots blood under the door* "..." *knocks down the door* "...What fun is this if you're going to torture yourself?" Hawthorne: "..." mitchell?: h e  a s k e d  y o u  a  q u e s t i o n... Hawthorne: "I...am not here for anyone's amusement--" FD: "Really? Because this is rather amusing in how pathetic you look." Hawthorne: "..." zoey: he is pathetic, isnt he master fyodor? FD: "Indeed. Zoey, he is filthy. Remove those rags from him." zoey: *tearing them off* Hawthorne: *does not resist, stares at the floor* FD: "Look at me." Hawthorne: "..." FD: "...Zoey..." zoey:...*slaps hawthorne* he gave you an order. Hawthorne: *swallows...looks up* FD: "I need you at your best. This is not it. Your mind is like clay, which we will mold. But your body...Zoey will now do what is necessary to fix you up. Fix his wounds and heal his scars as well as you can." zoey: of course, master fyodor. FD: *nods* "I will leave you to it." *turns to depart* Hawthorne: "Will you give me what I ask?" FD: "...And more." *departs* -elsewhere- Chuuya: *looks at the poster* " 'Sports festival'?" kouyou: i even went and got you some new gym clothes~ *holding up a green track suit* Chuuya: "...Green?" naoya: she said something about it bringing your hair out? kouyou: ... Chuuya: "...F-Fine..." -elsewhere- Mori: "Now, get some sleep." elise: zzzzz =u= Mori: *small smile, as he tucks her in and exits* -...- Mori: *sighs* ("Too quiet.") -....- Mori: *presses a button on the intercom* miura: yes sir? Mori: "Come here." miura: do you require something, sir? Mori: "...Someone to speak with. I...want company." miura:...are you requesting anything lewd of me, sir? Mori: *shakes his head 'no'* "...I don't want to be alone tonight." miura:...very well then, sir. Mori: *nods* "Thank you...Do you...drink tea?" miura: no. Mori: "...Do you have more jokes memorized?" miura:...sir.. Mori: "...What? Are you suggesting _I_ am a joke?" miura: not at all sir. Mori: "...Do you dream?" miura: surprisingly, no. i do not dream of electric sheep. Mori: *smirks* "And that, Miura, is a joke." miura:...ah. Mori: "...Do you like it here?" miura: it's the only place i really know, so i suppose yes. Mori: "You can always see more places." miura: i have no particular interest at present. Mori: "But is there anything keeping you here?" miura: simple. i have a job to do. Mori: "...What if there was more to keep you?" miura: if you're suggesting anything sexual, im afraid i will have to decline. Mori: "...Not what I..." *sighs* "Nevermind. But promise me, you will consider not some_one_, but some_thing_, that fulfills you, makes you want to stay other than work." miura:...i'll consider it. Mori: *nods* "...May you sleep by my side tonight? Nothing sexual. Just to know I am not alone." miura:...very well. Mori: *opens the door to his room...stays dressed, just lies down...* miura:...*pats his head, like a mother would to her child* Mori: *small shake...* miura:.......*small humming* Mori: *closes his eyes* "M..." miura: .... Mori: "Zzz..." miura:...sleep well sir.... Mori: *sleeps* -elsewhere- Giovanni: "Unacceptable." lisa: .... Giovanni: *holds the photo up to her* "You took this from the workshop, didn't you?" lisa: ..... -elsewhere- Relan: *shivers* shinra: *hug* ^^ Relan: *calms down...* "Zzz..." -morning- Motojirou: *snoring* ayako: WAAAAKEE UUUUUUUP! *banging pans together* Motojirou: O___O *falls off* "Ouch!" ayako: YAAAAY HE'S UP! Motojirou: "...What now? I was having good dreams." ayako: we got stuff to do today! Motojirou: -____- "Can I at least eat first?" -elsewhere- Mori: *snoring* miura: .... (thinking: he was...almost like a child in that moment....) Mori: *turns over, yawns, opens his eyes* "...???" miura: good morning sir. Mori: ._. "...Good morning. Did you sleep?" -elsewhere- atsushi: .... odasaku: nervous? atsushi:...i dunno.... odasaku:....*head pat* atsushi: thanks. odasaku: no probs. *Knock knock* atsushi: it's open. Lucy: *pops in her head* "Ready?" atsushi: yeah. *smiles* Lucy: "...You look better smiling." *smiles back* atsushi: .///////////. Lucy: "Now hurry up." -elsewhere- Kid: *hums* stocking: =////u////= Kid: *smiles* "Well, look at that..." stocking: hmm? what? Kid: *small smooch on her nose* stocking: hehe~ Kid: "And what are you up to today?" *hug* stocking: not much, you? Kid: "I have the day off..." stocking: ah. Kid: "May I spend my day with you?" stocking: it would be my pleasure~ Kid: *offers his arm, smiles* stocking: *smooch* ~<3 Kid: ^\\\^ -elsewhere- Todoroki: *jogging* ochako: *whistling* Todoroki: "???" ochako: hey todoroki! training hard? Todoroki: "...Oh. Hello. Yes." ochako: this is gonna be eeeepiiiic! Todoroki: "...It will be an opportunity for true heroes to rise to prominence." ochako: i know! >u< Todoroki: "...Well, good luck." ochako: you too, todoroki! ^^ Todoroki: -\\\\- "...Okay." ochako: ^^ Todoroki: "...Are you jogging as well?" ochako: yep! im pumped! Todoroki: "...I was taking this path..." ochako: cool! i think the observatory tower is up ahead. you can see a huge part of the city from there! Todoroki: "Oh. I have not been there." ochako: eh? for real? well, death city is a huge place. maybe we could stop by? Todoroki: "...If we can climb the stairs." ochako: you're on! Todoroki: *follows...small smile* -elsewhere- FD: "And did he learn his lesson?" zoey: yes... FD: "Very good...What is he doing now?" zoey: healing for now.... FD: "Good...Because you and I must speak." zoey: what is it? FD: "Are you happy here?" zoey: of course i am! if i can be by your side, i'm more than happy! FD: "Because I would hate to think you are as miserable as others occupying this location...After how Hawthorne behaved, I cannot afford to have you be unhappy." zoey: *blush* FD: "How may I improve your mood?" -elsewhere- Relan: "I can't imagine being in that festival..." shinra: i think you could have the potential. Relan: "When the competitors include...that explode-y guy?" shinra: we could take him on! >u< Bakugo: "...Really?" Relan: Q_Q shinra: JEZZUSFUCK! iris: how long was he....? Relan: *hides behind Iris* -elsewhere- Dazai: *staring at the dish in the oven* "..." *in an apron and with oven mitts* "...Just a bit more." -ding- Dazai: ^W^ *opens the oven removes the dish* "..." *inhales* "Ah, good..." -elsewhere- Akutagawa: "This outfit is stupid." gin: well it's practical. Akutagawa: "I fail to see why I must wear this." naoya: ceremonial. i wore the same kind of outfit when i was in high school. Akutagawa: "Yours was this goofy?" naoya: eh. i had no real opinion. could have been worse, you could be down to practically your underwear! Akutagawa: "...I'm debating that point..." higuchi:.... ._.; Akutagawa: "I have no more time for this. Are the measurements sufficient on this attire?" -elsewhere- Akane: *speaking to security* "Be sure to check in and check out when you finish your shift." guard: *salutes* sir. Akane: "...Interesting cape. Your name?" guy: they call me 'the crooster!' clay: ACK! Akane: *writing down the name, then looks at Clay* "???" clay: MY EYES BURN DUDE! namiko: TT_TT *hiding under the bleachers* Akane: *sighs, puts on goggles, tosses bottle of drops to Clay* "At least we have 'tear gas' as a superhero this year..." namiko: that's fair. midnight: it's 'teary blue' actually. Akane: "Just describing the practical technique...So, all exits are guarded. After the last attack on students, whether by villains or rogue witches, I'm happy to have most preparations completed." clay: and protection from giant whales falling out of the sky! Akane: "...I told you, they don't migrate here." clay: then explain the one that fell into the lake then a few months ago, huh? Akane: "...That was a whale commandeered by electronic implants." clay: so like a robo whale? Akane: "Yes." clay: oh. Akane: "Professor Midnight, who is your biggest hero, height-wise?" midnight: in terms of height? as in all the time or maximum growth? -elsewhere- Iida: "...Brother? It's me..." tensei: oh, a pleasure to hear from you, tenya. what's up? Iida: *small smile* "I'm preparing for the festival. I've been improving my training. I...just want..." tensei: hmm? Iida: "...bring honor to our family." tensei: *smiles* i think you already are. Iida: "..." *manly tears, bows* "THANK YOU, BROTHER!" -elsewhere- Hiro: *looking at festival schedule* "Some musical performances on some evenings..." EF: ah. Hiro: "You get tickets?" EF: yep. Hiro: "Same. Guess I'll see you there! I hope I can actually see it this year--usually, someone is blocking my view..." -elsewhere- Reporter: *waving at teachers* "Excuse me! An interview, please!" marie: oh. you're ann terveau, from the news station? Reporter: *beaming* "Yes, I am! And you...Mjolnir, correct? The student from an earlier festival and now a teacher here, correct?" marie: that's correct. and dont forget that im a death scythe~ ^^ *wink* Ann: "...O-Of course not." ^^; "I wanted to ask about the upcoming Festival. Who are the students favored to win this year?" marie: well, as a teacher, i shouldnt really be picking favorites out of fairness to the others. Ann: "Aw, come on--there has to be a few you're mentoring for this event." -elsewhere- Stein: *falls down onto the couch* valentine: long day? Stein: "Security protocols, stocking the medical offices...Will be over-time at the infirmary during the games." valentine: ah. Stein: "...Could I have your assistance in the infirmary during the games?" valentine: already way ahead of you. Stein: "Thanks, Val..." *lies back* -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *whistling, as he sets out a photo...showing some students in sports uniforms* reimi: that's...watanuki, isnt it? Mr. Tsubaki: *nods* "Sakuya, yes. And Naho. And Lilac." reimi:...you miss them, dont you...? Mr. Tsubaki: "..." *nods* -elsewhere- Shamrock: "Eat well. You'll need the energy." lilac:...t-thank you. Shamrock: "You're welcome." X_^ tsubaki: ^^ Sakuya: "Could someone pass the salt?" -elsewhere- Todoroki: "..." ochako: wooooah! the view is awesome from up here! Todoroki: "...There is a lot to see." ochako: *smiles* can you see your house from here? Todoroki: "..." *points* ochako: woah! Todoroki: "And yours?" ochako: oh, it's on the other side of town. Todoroki: "Point it to me." -elsewhere- Yohei: *sips coffee* chie: *kiss* Yohei: ^\\^ "What's that for?" chie: love you~ Yohei: *smiles* "Love you, too." chie: ^///^~<3 Yohei: *puts a hand on her hip, letting her sit in his lap* chie: o///o Yohei: *rests his head along her shoulder* chie: *hug* Yohei: *hug* chie: =////= Yohei: "Are you...okay?" chie: yeah. of course i am. Yohei: *nods* "I'm glad...Toru sleeping okay?" chie: *nods* Yohei: "...Want to lie down for a bit?" chie: ....yeah. Yohei: *picks her up, takes her to their bed* -elsewhere- Hawthorne: *in a suit again...but his eyes look out, dead* "..." zoey: well?.....say something you.... Hawthorne: "...What would you have me say?" zoey: ..... Hawthorne: "...Why are you here?" zoey:...it's simple. im here only to serve the man i love Hawthorne: "And what if he does not return those feelings?" zoey: *grabs him by the neck* YOU DONT KNOW A THING ABOUT MASTER FYODOR!! HE LOVES ME MORE THAN ANYONE!! Hawthorne: *choking, but smirking* "Love...Hate...Same emotion...I see how he looks at you. He has no love for you. Just hatred..." zoey: *grabbing tighter* SHUT UP! SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!!!! Hawthorne: *grabs her wrists, trying to pull them away, bringing up his knees to push her away* "Yes, woman, suffer as I have suffered, in sight of me, your worst enemy...No friendly hand pulls at his heart-strings, for he has no love in his heart. How could he love a monster like you, who murders her only friend?" zoey: he...hehehe..AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! ahhh~ i only....did...what master fyodor...asked of me... Hawthorne: "And you killed your friend. You killed your friend because a madman told you to. You killed your only friend because a madman told you to. You killed your only friend because a madman told you to--then defiled you, from the inside out, like the base whore you are--" zoey: *slaps him...with a lead pipe* Hawthorne: *knocked to the floor, bleeding from the head* zoey: ......*exits the room* ......... FD: "..." *steps out, looks at Hawthorne...follows Zoey* zoey: master fyodor...? you...dont believe him....do you? FD: "Of course not." *rests his hand along her cheek* "I love you." zoey: ahhh *blush* FD: "But there are two problems." zoey: w-what is it, master fyodor? FD: "First, you have damaged one of our members. He will need your medical treatment." zoey:....understood. FD: "Second, you will treat him..." *turns her around--and slams her against the wall* "...after your punishment." zoey: ah! *pant* m-master fyo- FD: *slaps a hand over her mouth, as he leans onto her* "I can't have you killing my soldiers..." *jams his nails into her side* zoey: *letting out a muffled moan* FD: *rips her skirt with his nails, tearing it off of her* "You like blood so much?" *digs his nails into her bare leg* zoey: a-ahhh~!' FD: *grabs her underwear by the edge--tugging on them until they start to tatter* zoey: *blush* FD: "Are you really so embarrassed, Zoey, at being in a state of undress before me?" *turns her around, lifting up her shirt over her head* "You have no reason to be ashamed, before the man who loves you, who has seen all of you." zoey: it...f-feels good... FD: *grabs her bra--and rips it down, his mouth reaching her breast* -elsewhere- Spirit: "Hey, Kim. How're you holding up?" kim: good. you? Spirit: "A'ight. Just working out for the Festival..." kim: you're...taking part? sachiko:.... >////>; Spirit: "Yeah. What's wrong with that?" kim: no, nothing at all!....hey sachiko. sachiko: miss diehl. Spirit: "We're getting items for dinner. You hungry?" kim: eh, sure. Spirit: "Feel free to invite Jackie--plenty of food tonight!" kim: cool. Spirit: "And bring dessert!" -elsewhere- Kepuri: "What is her deal?!" chie: im not sure....she seems....hurt. Kepuri: "Then go to a doctor!" chie: i dont mean physical hurting. -_-; Kepuri: "Then a head doctor! You know, a shrink!" chie: perhaps... -elsewhere- Izuku: *sets his new action figure on the shelf* "...I'll make you proud, sir." -elsewhere- rowena: *reading* Poe: "Sister? I finished the cookies." rowena: *smiles* that's great. ^^ lenore: *casually perched on her head* Poe: *offers a cookie to Lenore* lenore *nom nom* Poe: ^^ "Glad you like it." -elsewhere- Todoroki: "I'm home." fuyumi: welcome back! Todoroki: "May I provide any assistance with dinner?" fuyumi: sure. Todoroki: *grabs an apron* "...Anything interesting happen?" -elsewhere- Mr. Urakaka: *asleep on the couch, still in his work clothes* "Zzz..." ochako:...*smiles and puts the blanket over him* -elsewhere- Black Star: *snoring* kilik: guess he's crashing here tonight then? soul: seems like. Black Star: *swings his arm* soul:...whatcha think he's dreaming about? kilik: *shrug* Black Star: "Give it to me..." kilik:...*smirks, pulling out shaving cream and putting it into the palm of black*star's hand* Black Star: "Yeah, that's it...Big burger..." *moves his hand up to his mouth* "NOM." kilik + soul: *holding in laughter* Black Star: *muttering* "Tsubaaaaaaaakiiii....I told you I don't like whipped cream on my burger." -they just lose it- Black Star: *wakes up* "..." *growls* -elsewhere- kenji: *humming* Kunikida: "I have an errand for you." kenji: okay! what is it? Kunikida: "Delivers this package to the police." kenji: okay! hey kyouka, lets do our best! Kyouka: "Yay." -elsewhere- yana: *checking the cameras* *Dazai is washing dishes, Lucy is...holding up a sports uniform?* yana: *yawn* uuuugh. so laaaaame. are we ever gonna get this damned plan going? FD: *enters, buttoning his shirt* "What do we need to move forward?" yana: *looks back at him ala shaft head tilt* well, for starters, we need to finish contacting that guy, but it may take months. FD: "Can you make it 'weeks'?" yana: i could try, but i cant guarantee it. -_-; FD: "Please do." *adjusts his tie* yana: *nods* *glances through the door* zoey: *panting, laying on the floor* yana: *cringe* FD: "...I'll be done in a few minutes. Tend to the children." yana:....right. -elsewhere- Tsukiyo: *hands out towels* -elsewhere- kenji: ^^ Kyoka: "...There it is." -after that- kenji: what do you want to do now? ^^ Kyoka: "Crepes." kenji: that sounds yummy! Kyoka: "Good. I hope you have money." ???: hueeeee....the city is so big and scary. i wish i could go home... kenji: !!!! ???: *a young boy, around 14, looks up* ueh? k-kenji? kenji: *HUG* NANKICHI!! Kyoka: "???" kenji: oh! kyouka, this is nankichii, he's from ihatov like me! nankichii, this is kyouka, she's one of my coworkers! nankichii: e-e-ehhh? coworkers? what? *confused* Kyoka: "Student employee." nankichii: ehhhh??? -elsewhere- hirotsu + naoya: *belting out an epic enka duet. it is a marvelous sight to behold* higuchi: ^^; Gin: "..." *downs another shot* higuchi: wait, where did tachihara and ryunosuke go? Gin: "??? ... Oh no." clerk: sir. you're drunk. go back to your room please. -_-; Tachihara: "No, you go back to your room!" Akutagawa: *shivering* -a voice can be heard singing in one of the rooms...atsushi's voice- Akutagawa: "..." *follows the voice* atsushi: *singing karaoke* Lucy: QWQ Akutagawa: *staring from the window* Q~Q kirako: *claps* naomi: ^^ Lucy: "Bravo!" atsushi: aw, shucks guys. ^^ *scratching the back of his head, blushing a bit* Lucy: "Encore!" atsushi: well- *notices the window* *SCREAM* Lucy: "!!!" Akutagawa: *face pressed against the glass* naomi: WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?! Akutagawa: *smashes the window* -he got tazed- Lucy: o_o; atsushi: that was terrifying. -underground- RHOD member: <boss, we have a problem. someone leaked our location. we'll need to move to the secondary base.> FD: *sigh* <Begin.> -elsewhere- Mori: "???" miura: someone sent us the location of the rats... Mori: *smiles* "Send our team!" miura: understood. -and so- naoya: look out fuckers, pest control is in town! hirotsu: *approaching the door....he sent it flying back* -silence.......no one is here...- Akutagawa: "..." Chuuya: "Damn it." *sniffle* naoya: ??? -a small child can be heard whimpering from one of the rooms- Chuuya: "???" *follows the sound* -the room is empty, save for two beds....the sound is coming from under one of them- sonia: *whimpering, clutching a stuffed bear* Chuuya: "..." *approaches one bed* sonia: ??? .....*staring up at him* Chuuya: "...Hey." sonia: .....are you....going to kill me? Chuuya: "No...Why would you think that?" sonia:....are you....an angel? Chuuya: "No. Human. Like you." *removes his glove* sonia: ....... *staring out the door* Akutagawa: "...Why is there a small person under that bed?" sonia: ......they left me in this place.....told me i was nothing more than dead weight....*crawling out and going out of the room* Chuuya: "...What is your name?" sonia:.....sonia.....*points to the incubator* i came out of here....from a dead thing.... naoya: the heck is that? hirotsu: an incubator? *examining it* nirvana corporation...? how long has this been here...? Chuuya: ("...Dead thing?") higuchi: *checking rooms*.... ?? *spots a box with 'to mr nakahara' written on it with a letter* what the....?......hey chuuya? you might want to see this. Chuuya: "??? ..." sonia:....*points to the box* mommy in there. Chuuya: "...What do you mean--" sonia: mommy in there.....she died.....i was supposed to be dead too.....but then they grew me in the tube...and now im here.... naoya: that's pretty freaky.... Chuuya: "..." *opens the box* -rain's body is left inside- higuchi: *screaming in horror* hirotsu: !!!! Chuuya: "..." *turns his head--and vomits* naoya: what the fucking shit?!?! sonia:....mommy in there. naoya: w-what the fuck does she mean 'mommy in there'?! Chuuya: "..." *looks up, cleaning his mouth, stares at Higuchi* "...No..." higuchi:....*realization* ......*her face went pale* Chuuya: *stares at Sonia...* naoya: t-the fuck did they do?! th-they turned her into some fucking doll.....what kind of sick fucks are we dealing with?! sonia:.....mommy died..... Chuuya: "..." *sobbing* higuchi:.....chuuya....we should probably leave now....we should bring her with us... Chuuya: "The...The..." naoya: h-h-hey, g-get a hold of yourself! Chuuya: *crying, walking ahead* hirotsu: ..... -in the mafia office- kouyou: !!!! miura: .... elise: EEEEEW SO CREEPY! Mori: "...Uuuuuuuuuummmmm..." hirotsu: and that's the report. naoya: what the hell kind of sick, deprived bastards are we dealing with, mori?! Mori: "...Truly disturbing ones. Poor Rain." higuchi: .........*hard stare at mori* hirotsu: what do we do with her now? *glances at chuuya* Chuuya: "...Sonia? Are you hungry?" Mori: *calm smile before Higuchi* sonia: *hugging his leg, as if hiding from mori* ...... kouyou:..... Mori: "???" Chuuya: *pats Sonia's head* "Come along. I'll make you something good to eat." sonia:....*holding onto the back of his shirt and following* Mori: "At least someone here is good with children." kouyou: .....*small smile* Chuuya: "You like pizza?" sonia:....what's that, papa? Chuuya: .\\\. "...Um...I'm not...Um...It-It's bread with cheese on it..." sonia: *imagining a bread loaf with a slice of cheese on it* oh. Chuuya: "And tomato sauce." -elsewhere- keek: *terrified* FD: "Which of you told them our location?" -no one says anything- keek: *tears falling* FD: "...Keek. Child. Come here..." keek: *trembling* FD: *approach Keek...and hugs her* keek: ??? zoey: .....*malicious glare at keek* FD: "You know who did it. And I promise, if you tell me, I won’t hurt you." keek: i-i dont.... ???: it was me sir! -a young lady approaches- ???: im the one who told the mafia our location FD: "...Why?" ???: i thought......if we lured them into a trap...we could....kill them.... FD: "And so you risk our location on that gamble? What is your name?" ???:....sasha...sir.... FD: "I appreciate your honesty, Sasha. Thank you." sasha:..... FD: "I would like to reward you. Zoey, if you would be so kind..." zoey: *goes up to sasha......and slits her throat* sasha: !!!! *choking on her blood and twitching.....before finally dying* FD: "Oh, you've made a mess, Sasha." sasha: ........ -no one says a thing- keek: *tears still falling* FD: "Well, now that this task has been taken care of, I want all but Zoey and Keek to begin the clean up, unpacking, and organizing. Dismissed." -they all go about their business- keek: ......... zoey: *glaring at keek* FD: *pats Keek's shoulder* "And this is what happens...to anyone who goes against my wishes. Do you understand, Keek?" keek:....*nods. still whimpering* FD: "Good. Now get Sasha out of here. Zoey and I must talk." keek: ......*staring at sasha's corpse* -sasha's eyes are wide in shock...- zoey: ...... FD: "...Zoey? Will you miss Sonia?" zoey: ......will we.....retrieve the new child soon...? FD: "When you wish me to do so, I will." zoey: ah~ FD: "..." *pats her cheek* "That's my girl." zoey: ^^ FD: "...I think I can help you with the new child, too." -elsewhere- Chuuya: *staring at Sonia* "..." sonia: *nom nom* *shiny eyes* delicious! {higuchi: i think....this kid is rain and mori's child....they must have revived her with the incubator....} {Chuuya: "...Same."} {higuchi:....what do we do with her?} {Chuuya: "...Keep her away from Mori."} {higuchi: no arguments from me on that...} {Chuuya: "I just...think that look on his face..." *shudders* "I don't want to know what is going through his mind."} {sonia: *holding her stuffed bear* .....} {Chuuya: "...Hey, Sonia...Does your bear have a name?"} {sonia:....*shakes head* i hid my dream drawings in it...} {Chuuya: "...Drawings?"} {sonia:....i have.....dreams about mommy. about papa......about the demon....} {Chuuya: " 'Demon'?"} -tug tug- Chuuya: "???" sonia: are you ok, papa? Chuuya: "...Fine...Why do you call me 'Papa'?" sonia:....*pulls out a drawing of herself, rain....and chuuya* Chuuya: *holding back tears* "...Oh." *small smile* sonia: you look like the same papa in my dreams..... Chuuya: "In these dreams...what is your mama like?" sonia: mama's really nice....she gives the best hugs. Chuuya: "...Yeah." sonia: ......where are they gonna put mommy now? Chuuya: "...They're...going to let her rest." sonia:.....oh....i wish mommy wasnt dead. Chuuya: "...Me too, Sonia." sonia:.....*hug* Chuuya: "!!! ..." *pat pat, hug* -elsewhere- Gin: "How is Chuuya dealing with all of this?" higuchi: im not sure.....i think....taking sonia in might help him.....god....i can still see her in there.....she looked peaceful... Gin: *nods* "...That they would do such a thing to her...is mortifying.” higuchi:......why would they.....is this some kind of sick joke to them? Gin: "Likely. And to send a message, not only to Mori...but to Chuuya." higuchi: .....*trembling* she never deserved any of this.... Gin: *holds her hand* "No. She did not." higuchi: *hugs and whimpers* Gin: *hug, strokes her back* "..." -elsewhere- Mori: "But Elise, aren't you happy to have another child here to play with?" elise: i gueeeesss... she kinda looks like you a bit. how gross. Mori: ^^;;;; "...Just your imagination." elise: and i think she already hates your guts, rintarou. Mori: ^^;;;;;;;;;; "...I'm sure we'll get along when we get to know each other." -elsewhere- Rin: "How's your mom doing, Stocking?" stocking: doing well. im gonna help set the nursery up later. Rin: "D'aw! I can't imagine how they'll set it up...Your dad's going to add any of his otaku stuff?" stocking:....*excalibur face* that's a scary thought. Rin: "Maybe you could get some candy-shaped plushie for your future sibling." stocking: that would be cute ^^ Rin: "Darn right it would be!" *opens another can of soda* "So, how long before you have a kid?" stocking: RIN! D8< Rin: "What? I thought that's what would happen next after the wedding. I already have a bet going how long before--" izumo: *tapes his mouth shut* stop. Rin: OXO "Hmph?!" Yukio: -_-;;; "My apologies." -elsewhere- Ann: "Thanks for your time!" *turns off her recorder* "Great interview." -elsewhere- Arthur: -_____- "It's him..." tamaki: ??? *excalibur face* dear god. Aoyama: "Bonjour, chaton! Hello, Boyle." tamaki: *siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh* hello aoyama. -_-; Aoyama: "You look in fine form today. Excited for the upcoming Festival?" tamaki: yeah, i guess. (thinking: knowing my luck, im gonna be humiliated most likely...) Aoyama: *takes her hand* "Then I wish you the best of luck. And I hope you will be cheering for me." *kisses her hand* Arthur: "..." tamaki: .......... nozomi: oh, hello mr aoyama. it's been a while since we spoke last. Aoyama: "Ah, Miss Nozomi! Hello. You are looking well." -elsewhere- Lucy: *sigh* "Craziness." atsushi: yeah, no kidding. odasaku: .... Lucy: "..." *hug* "Don't get killed by that weirdo." atsushi: !! *hug* i wont... Lucy: *pat pat* "Good...Good." *leans her head on his shoulder* odasaku:...i'll just....*ahem* let you two have a moment.. 7.7 Lucy: "...Atsushi...Thanks." atsushi: *smiles* you're welcome. Lucy: *pulls back, smiles--and pats his head* "Good boy." atsushi: >///<; Lucy: *stretches* "Well, I'm starving. Make me something~" -elsewhere- Hibana: "Mmm~" *smooch* gabriella: *smooch* ~<3 Hibana: *lies down* "Did you ever think it'd be like this?" gabriella: no....but im so happy it is... Hibana: *hug* "...Thank you, for not giving up on me." gabriella:....*hug* Hibana: "I love you, so much... -elsewhere- FD: *seated, in front of a white wall...just staring at it* "..." yana: im back! i got you a housewarming gift. *hands him a mug* FD: "..." *blinks* "Huh?" *looks around, then at the mug* -it has '#1 boss' written on it- FD: "..." yana: im gonna go set my room out. FD: "...Thank you." -elsewhere- Sakuya: *pouting* naho: you ok? Sakuya: "Just...irritated." naho:....*hug* Sakuya: "..." *sniff, hugs* naho: do you want to watch some movies? Sakuya: *nods* "Something...kind of light." naho: ok~ ^^ Sakuya: *sits on the couch* "..." naho: ^^ -elsewhere- Benimaru: *staring up at the Moon* kirei: *asleep, resting her head against his shoulder* Benimaru: *glances at her* "..." ("The Moon only makes her look more beautiful.") kirei: =///= Benimaru: "..." *cheek smooch* -elsewhere- Medusa: -___-; "She's drunk again." shaula: awwwcumooooon im not daaat druuunk. Medusa: "Do I need to show you what you have been shit-posting during your video game playing?" -elsewhere- Emine: *picking a lock* *whispers* "How is this a 'good deed' again?" Shotaro: "Shh!" -elsewhere- Kid: "Welcome home.” stocking: hey kiddo~ *hug* Kid: ^^ *hug* "How was it?" stocking: today went pretty well. Kid: *smiles* "I'm glad." *smooch* stocking: mmm~<3 Kid: *rubs her arm* "All finished for the day?" stocking: yep. shiori: stocky! stocky! stocking: *picks her up* hey to you too, kiddo! shiori: ^o^ Kid: *smiles* "...Perfect." stocking: ^^ Kid: *takes his phone--and snaps a pic* -elsewhere- Vulcan: o_o;;; "...Why does this new robot have...ostrich legs?" karin: we got a commission for a promotional poster by the UA. one of their students is gonna pose with this thing to promote the sports festival. Vulcan: "...That is so rad. Have you named it?" -elsewhere- PlushFix: *shudders, covered in blood* hina: *whistling and playing with a butterfly knife* that was fun, right guys? saku: ... PlushFix: "...I need a bath." *shakes like a dog* hina: *picks him up and throws him into the washing machine* PlushFix: D: "At least let me take a bath with someone hot!" hina: *tosses in a plush toy of a fire ball* PlushFix: -___- "...Cute. How am I supposed to fuck this?" -elsewhere- Anya: *snores* -elsewhere- Jacqueline: "Thank you for the meal, ma'am." sachiko: no problem, kiddos ^^ kim: ^^ izumi: jackie, how do you like working in the library? Jacqueline: "It's enjoyable enough: quiet, get to keep things organized...But I do not like the rabies shots." izumi: O-O; eh? Jacqueline: "...I was kidding, about Poe's raccoon in the library?" izumi: oh, i see. i think i've seen that raccoon. Jacqueline: "Cute enough--but kind of noisy." kim: from what i've seen in pictures, he's kind of become the library mascot, haha! Jacqueline: "And leaving his fruit-juice footprints everywhere..." -__-; -elsewhere- Stein: *sips a beer* -elsewhere- Akitaru: "Zzz..." -morning- sonia: zzzzz.... Chuuya: "..." mito: *sleeping next to her* Chuuya: *steps away to the kitchen* -there is a few texts, from kouyou, naoya, hirotsu, higuchi, and akutagawa- Chuuya: "?!" *pulls up Kouyou's* kouyou: [how did sonia sleep the first night?] Chuuya: [a bit of adjustment but okay. had her take my bed, i took the couch] kouyou: [i'll be buying her some new clothes today ^^ #proudgrandma] Chuuya: -_-; ['kay] *looks at Hirotsu's* hirotsu: [congratulations on parenthood. if you ever need a nanny, let me know. im already taking care of four children as it is. ie tachihara, naoya, and the akutagawas] hirotsu: [*congratulations] Chuuya: [lol. thanx] *pulls up Higuchi's* higuchi: [u feeling any better? if u want to talk about it, let me know, k?] Chuuya: "..." [thanks.] higuchi: [ok] Chuuya: *pulls up Akutagawa's* Akutagawa: [how is the child?] Chuuya: [sleeping. seems to be resting.] Akutagawa: [good. let me know whether you need me to pick something up.] Chuuya: "..." [okay] *glancing at Naoya's text* naoya: [eyyy congrats on the kid!] Chuuya: -____-;;; [i'm just watching her today.] naoya: [u on parental leave or somethin?] Chuuya: [i don't know. i may have to ask akutagawa for class notes] naoya: [ah.] Chuuya: [can you cover for me at work?] naoya: [are you asking me to play 'executive'? like? for legits?] Chuuya: "..." [no. i am asking you to take on some of my lesser tasks. i have kouyou covering executive duties] naoya: .... [oh. can do] Chuuya: [thanks. make sure akutagawa doesn't do anything stupid] naoya: [*thumbs up emoticon*] Chuuya: *small smile...sets down the phone, opens the fridge, removes some eggs and milk...* sonia: zzz.... mito: *yawns* =w= Chuuya: *pours some milk into Mito's dish, then starts mixing items into bowl...* sonia: *waking up* ??? Chuuya: *already pouring pancake mix into skillet* sonia: *walking into the room and looking around* Chuuya: "...Good morning, Sonia. I'm making breakfast for us." sonia: .....*trying to get up onto the bar seat* Chuuya: "..." *sets down skillet, removes oven mitts* "Here, let me help you up." sonia: ... Chuuya: *picks her up with his hands to drop her into the seat* sonia: thank you. Chuuya: "You're welcome! So, what do you like on your pancakes?" sonia:...? Chuuya: "Maybe banana slices? Chocolate chips? Berries?" -elsewhere- Takehisa: *loading his rifle* -elsewhere- Kid: *yawns* stocking: morning~ Kid: *smiles* "Good morning, Stocking." stocking: *smooch* Kid: *small giggle* "Aw...How was your sleep?" -elsewhere- Vulcan: *staring at an octopus plushie* "..." nozomi: is everything ok? Vulcan: "Y-Yeah...This plushie just...looks familiar. Whose is it?" -elsewhere- Akutagawa: =_= teacher: mr araragi? Akutagawa: "...What?" teacher: please pay attention.

I understand if you got too many requests or are not interested but... maybe you'd like to entertain the neko curse situation but reverse the situation? Meaning it's the jjk men who got hit by that curse and turned into nekos! Maybe they tried to protect their s/o and ended up changed themselves but somehow before disappearing the curse left a mark on the s/o and the effects won't be reversed until the mark disappears (so no easy idle transmutation to solve this problem, mahito~)

not sfw, minors dni!

♡ —-> below the cut: gojo, nanami, geto, toji, sukuna, mahito, naoya, choso <—-  ♡

♡ Gojo immediately asks you if you think he’s a cute cat; which of course, you do. He’s got fluffy white ears and a majestic fluffy white tail that you desperately want to pet. He immediately, too, knows how to fix the curse - but the way you’re looking at him is so interesting that he can’t pass up a chance to see if you’ll make a move on him like this.

You end up curled up against him, your fingers delicately petting the soft, thick white fur of his ears whilst his eyes go half-lidded and he murmurs something about how he could get used to this. He tells you that he doesn’t think that being a lap cat is such a bad profession, actually, so long as the lap that he gets to sleep in is yours. 

- ♡ -

♡ Nanami is not sure how to proceed. He’s rather like a cat already; a solitary, elegant creature who doesn’t trouble himself to exceed more effort than he has to unless the situation calls for it. But actually having the features of a cat is different. He doesn’t like how sensitive his new ears are (especially when he tries to call Gojo). He doesn’t like how his tail fits in his tailored slacks. He works out the mark almost immediately - and then wants to go back to his place so the two of you can discuss breaking the curse, in private, before anyone sees what has happened to him.

He will not want to be intimate whilst he’s the one with the cat ears and tail; he’s too nervous for that. But he will accept gentle strokes, scritches behind the ear, a delicate top-to-tail rub from the back of his neck and onwards until his back arches and he sighs, a rumbling purr emanating from his throat. 

- ♡ -

♡ Geto does not want this to have happened. He is a well-mannered, polite curse user who uses his honeyed tones and his way of persuasion to bring people over to his side - and the new ears and tail that he is having to get used to are making people not take him seriously. He’s a very smart man; from the minute it happens, he’s running through all of the curses he has on him that might be able to help him figure out how to help.

Unfortunately, Nanako and Mimiko think that their father figure with cat-like instinct is the cutest thing in the world, and he keeps getting accidentally distracted by toys they throw for him or the stick with a dangling feather they’ve somehow procured. Part of him wants to tell them off; part of him can’t help but smile to see them having fun. If you join in with Nanako and Mimiko, though, Geto’s eyes go very dark and his smirk turns very crooked - and you can bet that, cat ears or no cat ears, Geto will punish you for being so forward later on tonight. 

- ♡ -

♡ Toji is grunting and grumbling about the curse, reaching up to scratch at the dark-furred ears protruding from his head. You bite back your cry of how adorable he looks; there’s a scowl on his face that you know is bad news, as his eyes fly over the mark on your wrist and he heaves a world-weary sigh. “Guess we’ve gotta work this one out together, huh?” He asks you, wry smile tugging at scarred lips. “C’mere--”

He pulls you into his lap, his hands massive as he gets you comfortable. He’s like a cat padding into his blankets, making biscuits on the soft meat of his thighs as he presses his chin onto your shoulders and begins to muse aloud about all of the ways that he can think of that he can get the curse to lift.

You can’t help but squirm as he kneads your skin, your ass pressing directly against the bulge in his pants as his breathing gets more ragged - and eventually, you’re pinned down onto the sofa beneath him, his tail flicking, agitated, as he murmurs; “You’ve really got me goin’ now, sweetheart--”

- ♡ -

♡ Sukuna … yes, Sukuna isn’t happy about it. He doesn’t think the King of Curses should be cute. This curse can sense his energy, and there are clearly tiger ears or big cat ears perched on his head, his tail long and thick - but still. He’s mad that he’s been made fun of, he’s mad that the curse has happened, he’s mad that the curse had the nerve to lay its mark on you when you’re his beloved little pet and his property and only he should ever be allowed to. If he can’t break out of it straight away, he’s smart and powerful enough to have formulated a plan before the end of the night.

But Sukuna’s sex drive is as insatiable as the rest of him, and he cannot go one night without burying himself within the tight, warm confines of your body. You will be pinned beneath him by four claws, a gazelle pinned beneath a tiger as he grins down at you aware that he is very much ‘the predator catching his prey’. You will enjoy his method of catching. 

- ♡ -

♡ Mahito is very interested in this new development. Honestly, he’s not overtly attached to his ‘human’ form - he uses his idle transfiguration on himself with little thought - and he quite likes the ears and the tail, and he certainly likes the way you look at him and curiously reach out to give him scratches on the sensitive new additions. He’s a little embarrassed by the low vibration that comes from his throat, the purr at being touched - but he’s also a creature interested in new developments and new sensations, and this certainly falls into both of those ball parks. The real problem is when he realises he can no longer use the transmutation to get into his other forms. He needs to be able to do that, for all of his plans - it doesn’t matter if he can still transmute humans, he wants the freedom to do whatever he wants to his own form. Mahito is determined when he sets his mind to it, and the moment he realises the mark on you is somehow connected to his new state, he is not going to rest until the both of you have gotten to the bottom of things.

Yes, he’ll explore how it feels to be petted and have his tail tugged and be collared in bed before you do that, though. Mahito takes every opportunity as one for pleasure, and he finds that even though you’re his little human pet first and foremost, he doesn’t mind if the roles are reversed as long as it’s temporary. 

-  ♡ -

♡ Naoya absolutely hates this development. He is the goddamn future leader of the Zen’in clan, and nobody is going to take him seriously with a tail sticking out of the waistband of his hakama and a pair of ears that don’t match his hair tufting from his head. He tries very hard to hide them from absolutely everyone, jamming his tail in his clothes and a hat on his head and trying extremely hard not to get distracted by passing shiny lights dancing on the windowpanes. When he figures out it’s something to do with the mark on you, he might blame you for it a little bit - but he insists that if you help him sort out the predicament he’s in, he’ll be lenient on you during your punishment.

As a cat, he’s a hissing, spitting fussy little thing - when the question of intimacy does come up, he’s still willing and wanting to fuck you, but he’s even more animalistic than usual. Nails-come-claws digging into your bare skin, slightly elongated fangs scraping along your soft skin. 

- ♡ -

♡ Choso is perplexed by the tail and the ears, hesitantly reaching up to touch them and shooting you awkward looks. He even tries to hide them from you at first, worried you’ll be upset by it - but when you look at them with your lip bitten and gently pet the base of his tail so his back arches, he realises that you’re not disgusted, just . . . interested. They don’t exactly get in his way, but he’s definitely flustered by the way people look at him with new additions. He doesn’t want to draw more attention than necessary to himself. The thing that upsets him most is that the mark is on your body; he wants this to be his own burden to bear, and he hates himself for getting you dragged into it. 

He’ll let you touch his new additions hesitantly whilst the two of you are intimate, but he won’t initiate. He gets all awkward and flustered by the petting, surprised by how turned on he is when you coo that he’s such a good kitty for you--

- ♡ -

help me choose what to write next 😳

so i mentioned last week over some ideas i had for each fandom that i write for and the naoya brainrot is real sooo lmk what you wanna see next from me 👀 i’m not sure if i’ll really end up writing the story that wins but i wanna know what you think about each one !!

for jujutsu kaisen | naoya zen’in only 💕

「 broken records 」

→ heartbroken after breaking up with his ex, naoya zen’in hits up an old flame to ease the pain. or at least using you to get someone off his mind was what he intended, until naoya realizes that maybe, you were the real one he truly wanted to forget.

→ i know what you mean, you don’t fuck with randoms. i got everything, everything but real love...

× exes to friends, angst, romance, mostly smut, slight comedy, slice of life (?), friends to lovers, 10 chapters. gonna be easy yet painful to write. basically naoya uses y/n as a distraction that his current gf dumped him but he reminisces his memories with y/n when they used to date back in college and realizes he never stopped loving her.

× why i wanna write this : bcos to me, the dynamics between fwb’s being true friends that trust each other completely is so fun to write. their duo is cute yet iconic and all characters are so wholesome to me. also, its perfect for heavy angst?

× highly inspired by doja cat’s “love to dream”

「 re: route 」

→ one nuclear explosion of a scientific lab was all it took for humanity to reach its downfall. with deadly viruses going airborne, countries going at war with one another, people becoming infected to a point for them to lose their sanity, the brink of earth is teetering at the edge with humanity’s only hope lying inside the abandoned debris of a broken laboratory. they called you The Cure. you called yourself 008. but a certain soldier with entrusted with the task of retrieving you to save the world called you by your name.

× apocalypse au, supernatural au, semi sci-fi, action, romance, heavy inspirations from canon jjk, 10 chapters. this is gonna be so difficult to write but me and my friends are nerding over this au. Also hello SOLDIER NAOYA ?! and a lot of characters here are superhuman and cool as hellll

× most characters are called test subjects 001-008; 001 being the strongest (Gojo) to Naoya (007.)

× idk how i can pull this off but we’ll see. song inspo is “safe and sound” by taylor swift

「 tempted 」

→ in which your plan to give your crush a drink with a few drops of love potion backfires when its downed by a certain red-eyed demon who’s been craving entertainment for the last thousand years. you say that he’s lucifer himself, but he prefers to go by naoya.

× comedy, smut, fluff, romance, have i mentioned smut ?? sugar daddy demon naoya he’s the whole ass package and he owns our soul in this fic. literally. also, with or without the love potion, demon! naoya is a romantic simp that even he is disgusted for the fact he would unleash hell if anyone laid a hand on his precious human. 10 chapters ???

× LISTEN THIS IS JUST SO FUN TO WRITE LMAO its just kind of crackhead ish, good times lmaooo but who knows, i might add angst once naoya gets serious about his feelings and considers that humans and demons don’t work that way

for haikyuu

「 regal / blue blood 」

→ generous and kind are the kings like kita who provide for their kingdom, shielding his people from danger and lifting the clouds for the sun to shine on them. shameful and barbaric are the warriors like suna who who fight tooth and bone, taking lives and destroying homes to expand their territories for power under the royal command.

and as for you, the queen?

sinners are those who find warmth in the strong arms of another who was not her betrothed; sinners are those who caused wars between your own kingdom in the pretense of lies, empty marriage vows, and the romance that bloomed between a broken boy from war and a queen who never wanted the throne.

× ew thats a long ass summary im not good at it but ANYWAYS king! kita x queen! reader x general! suna

× period drama, historical au, forbidden relationship, angst, infidelity, high quality poetic smut (lmao), basically the most passionate romance i probably will ever write? i just love the dynamic between queen! reader and general! suna. difficult to write bcos of language formality but its worth it. 10 chapters.

× highly inspired by the ares x aphrodite x hephaestus dynamic