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Louder Voice (NSFW) FT: Sakura Miyawaki

Author's Note: I am back on my Sakura Miyawaki BS. Also I think this is my longest piece so far so enjoy

Part I

I open my bags to Otrimi’s stuff (food and bowls) I open one of his food pouches and empty the contents of it into his bowl Otrimi munched happily. After that, we go to the Cafeteria area where I get more stares. Kura who's next to me Groans looking at the menu

“Ugh, teriyaki again. You wouldn't have a magical food changer would you?” she jokes. I laugh then say “Not exactly follow me.” I saw as we walked out of the cafeteria. I take out my space carver and cut a rectangle that's big enough for the both of us.

“Saku chan. Saku chan” a high-pitched feminine voice rang out behind us. Kura and I turn around to see a gorgeous brunette with the brightest smile approaching us along with a shorter cute brunette following her.

“Oh hey Sana hi Dahyun,” Kura says. I wave at the duo.

“Who is this ?” the taller brunette asks. I can't figure out which girl is which.

“Oh, this Dai…Juzo. Just Juzo.” Sakura stumbles

“Smooth Kura.” I tease. Kura hits me annoyed

“Oh, Kura? I haven't heard anyone call her that. Can I call you that Sakura?” the shorter one asks.”

“No!” she snaps. Dahyun and Sana look at Sakura surprised. I noticed the hurt in The shorter girl’s eyes.

“Sakura. Chill. It's not that serious. I say. Sakura looks back at me and I gesture with my eyes to them. When she turns she apologizes to both. Which means I still couldn't tell which is which.

“Where are you two headed?” the taller girl asks

“Oh, I don't know Juzo was leading the way,” Kura answers

“We are going to get nachos,” I say confidently

The taller girl looks at me funny, “Sakura why does he sound like he's from Kagoshima.”

“Because he learned Japanese from someone from Kagoshima,” Kura says. I nod in confirmation.

“Y'all wanna get nahos with us? I'll pay.” as soon as I said'll pay Dahyun and Santa were all for it. So they follow Kura and me through carved space and we arrive outside of one of my favorite Mexican food places.

“Okay, who here can speak English?” I ask Kura raises her hand as do the other two girls but then the shorter brunette lowers the hand of the taller brunette. I would have laughed but I didn't feel comfortable because I didn't know either girl’s name. So I just bite the bullet and ask. I'll risk looking like a fool.

“Hey! So which one of you is Dahyun and which one of you is Sana,” I ask

The girl's eyes widen in recognition, “oh I'm Dayhun” the shorter girl says. I nod then turn to Sana who introduces herself as such. After that short introduction, we enter the restaurant.

“Hello, what can I get you? The cashier asks pleasantly

“Uh, your Carne Asada Nachos, your Asada Fries, and a California burrito for the road. y'all want anything else?” I asked turning to the rest of the group. They shook their heads and we sat down at a booth near the front of the small hole in the wall.

“So Juzo, you seem quite comfortable with Sakura?” Dahyun asked.

“She's really easy to get along with,” I replied to the young lady.

“True you guys seem to be close,” Dahyun responded

I shrugged and turned to her. She had this kinda spacey look to her which melted my heart. I smiled watching her. Kura noticed this and turned to me

“What are you looking at?” she questioned

“Your dumb face.” I teased. Kura rolled her eyes shortly after the food came. I set the fries to Dahyun and Sana while Kura and I shared the nachos.

As we ate Sana watched Kura and me intently.

“So Sakura how is Juzo’s dick?”

I choked on the chip I had in my mouth. I grabbed some water, as I recovered. Sakura glared.

“What are you talking about?” Sakura asks

“Well since he arrived he hasn't been left your side. Plus the way you cling to him makes me think you two have to be fucking.”

Sakura’s eyes narrow as she glares at Sana who wears an unreadable smile. I decided to throw her off of her game.

“She can tell right after you tell me how Dahyun tastes,” I say nonchalantly, and I watch as the mirror image of what happened moments back happens again with Dahyun in place of me.

“Touche” Sana says as gives a sly smile. “I underestimated you. I won't make that mistake again.”

“Don't worry you're not the first nor the last to do so,” I assure Sana.

She smiles that unreadable smile then says “I'll be interested to watch how you integrate.” after that the lunch was pretty normal.

After lunch, Kura and I return to my room. Otrimi is fast asleep on his bed. Kura notices my switch and asks, “May I?” I nod. She boots it up and scrolls through the games. She gets to Persona 5 Royal and drops everything.

“We’re playing this tonight!” she exclaims

“What about JJK with Yunjin and Tobi plus snacks? I assume Tobi is coming since Yunjin said “Bring me”,” I ask, and Kura pouts

“But it's been forever since we've played together. so can we stay in together tonight?” she asks. I shrug and tell her to ask Yunjin. Kura scowls at me.

“Since when are you the social one?” she teased

“You shut your mouth. I am still very much an INFJ. You agreed to Yunjin, and I am a man of my word.” I fire back and Kura laughs. She holds my face and I get lost in her brown full moons she calls eyes. We kiss again. She wraps her right leg around me and starts grinding again. I squeeze her ass which elicits another sex moan from her.

“Jeez you have such a killer body ginsKura,” I praise Kura who smiles broadly

“And it's all yours,” Kura says lustfully

“Is that a marriage proposal?” I tease as I begin to pepper her neck and collar with kisses.

“Oh yes. Everything just feels so right with you and I never want to let you go again so yes please marry me.”

“Hmm my answer is yes, but don't you think we should get to know each other better?” I ask in between kisses

Kura broke the kiss and stared into my eyes.

“We unlocked the entire star chart together, day one 2 destiny 2 raids back to back, (for those curious it was Root of Nightmares and Vow of the Disciple), and to top it all off you taught me how to play 3 fighting games. We know everything about each other.” Kura says defiantly

“Oh, really what is..” I started before Kura went into recite mode

“Teal/Turquoise and Crimson, 4 children, Christian: nondenominational but don't tell others due to stigma. Porsche Panamera sedan. I know all your favorite things and you know mine. So what are you scared of?” Kura demands

“No BS. That I'm not good enough for you. Outside of video games, I'm pretty boring.” Sakura’s response is both unexpected and arousing.

She slaps me and says, “How dare you talk bad about my award-winning, author/kaiju-slaying husband.”

She begins to strip again. When she gets down to her panties and bra she asks, “Hey before you breed me can you eat me?” I set the burrito down and looked at Kura with surprise. “What we ate now we fuck.” she said with her bright smile. I shrug and begin to strip as well. Sakura smiles seductively. I moved closer and realized that I couldn't do it right now.

“Wait,” I say

Kura looks at me annoyed “Why?” she asks

“I don't want all of the spices and food we just ate to go in down there.”

Kura looked at me surprised then smiled. “How considerate.” she purred. Having the green light I went to my bathroom and brushed my teeth and gargled mouthwash. When I came out I was greeted by Kura lying on my bed her bra and panties gone, and she was massaging her clit. I grabbed a rolling chair and sat in front of her as she moved her pussy to me.

“Okay, so Kura I don't know what I'm…” Kura’s impatience got the better of her and she wrapped her legs around my head as she brought me to her lips. Her smell was intoxicating. Her flowery perfume filled my nostrils I smiled and did an exploratory lick of her folds. Kura in response pushed my face further into her pussy. I thrust my tongue into her folds deeper hearing a muffled moan as I continue to lick her folds. I continue to lick and thrust as I explore Kura’s pussy. I try to find what works best for her the best. As I continue to eat her I reach out for her boobs and give them a gentle squeeze. Kura went wild for it.

Feeling bold I go to her clit and give a quick suck the response is immediate Kura squirts all over my face and pushes me from her pussy. Her cat-like eyes stare into mine.

“Take your boxers off,” she demands her voice is steely and focused her eyes are narrow. “I need you to cum in my pussy now,” she demands

“That breeding kink never went away did it?” I asked. Kura laughed.

“Are you kidding now that I have you I'm going to drain you as often as I can. When we're not working, gaming, eating, sleeping, or teaching I expect us to be fucking before we do anything else.” Sakura stated her tone was clear and authoritative. I gulped and nodded. As she lowered herself into my rod.

“Make me your breeding bitch.” she said and that was the end of my hesitation. I thrust deep into her. “Harder” she moaned so I thrust again harder and again. She was unfathomably tight but I loved it I loved everything about this woman. Her perky breasts. Her sultry voice. Her tight ass, but most of all I loved that she was mine, no one else. I plunged into her again, and she moaned, “Please paint my womb with your cum. I need it.” due to all the other prep we had and her desperate look my body gave in. I exploded in her which sent Kura into the highest bliss as her pussy tried to milk me for all I was worth. When the pleasure subsides she moves her head down so she's eye level with me, and smiles as she caresses my face. She's satisfied… for now.

We shower and get dressed before heading out to Yunjin’s dorm. On the way we bump into an older gentleman (maybe a year or two older than me) he's got a stern look and his face sours when he sees me with Kura.

“Hi hideki-kun,” Kura says

“Oh Sakura how are you?”

“I'm great just walking with my shadow,” she says before hitting me lightly.

“Ah and who is he?” Hideki asks

“Oh, this is Juzo. He's the new Kaiju research specialist.” Kura explains

“The Vile gourmand?” he asks Kura

Kura nodded and at this point had my hand out for him to shake for several minutes of this conversation (Hideki spoke surprisingly slowly). He sizes me up and then says his goodbyes to Kura before leaving. I don't take many things personally but I took that personally. I didn't let Kura know though she seemed close with Hideki and I didn't want to build a wedge between them.

After that, we arrive at Yunjin’s form and she lets us in

“Glad y'all could take a break from fucking long enough to join us. She teases.”

Sakura groans at Yunjin who just smiles mischievously. In her room is a man with pale black hair and bright blue eyes

“Tobi?” I ask as I point to him. He nods pleasantly. I reach out my hand to shake it and he takes it. I shake his hand carefully. Kura watched me intently as I did this.

“Oh, so Yunijin you said you wanted snacks. Where do we get them?” I ask in English

“Oh, there's a shop on base that sells snacks and stuff,” she responds in English

“Are they American?” I ask in English

“No you'll have to leave the facility for that,” she says with a pout. I chuckle as I pull out my space carver and cut a rectangle big enough for all of us to walk through.

“Funny you should say that,” I say. Yunjin and Tobi looked at me confused before Kura walked through the Space corridor.

"Wait if you could do that the whole time why did you need the plane to get here?" Tobi asked in perfect English.

"Excellent question. My Space Carver only works on places where I have a physical sense. This is my first time coming to Japan so I needed to physically get here first." I explained to Tobi who nodded with understanding. Yunjin shrugged and walked through the portal. Tobi followed and I walked through as we all walked to enter an American Grocery store. I let them all pick up one or two of their preferred snacks and paid for them before heading back to the Facility. we all sit down together and watch the episode. before it starts Yunjin says

"Wait Juzo, are you caught up?"

"I am Manga current," I responded which drew the ire of Yunjin.

"You better not spoil anything," she said in her deep English voice. I zip my mouth shut and enjoy the episode.

After the episode Kura and I head back to my dorm. Kura is following which honestly I appreciate the Facility is a labyrinth and if it were not for her I would have been lost several times over. I do worry about possible rumors, but I also didn't know Sakura's reputation. Which is weird right? I have known her for upwards of 5 years but don't know her in this capacity at all. so every time she talked to someone else or acted shy, or gave a cute smile I found something new to fawn over her about, but don't let her know I said that. Gotta at least look tough ya know.

I feed Otrimi again and we get ready for bed. We lie in my bed close to each other. Kura finds rest easily in my arms, wrapped around her waist. Sadly my body is all screwed up, and I can't sleep. Every time I close my eyes and drift into REM sleep the nightmare starts the same. I'm with Caliban, Kullervo, Valkyr, Wisp, and I were all fighting but then Barsoom’s battle Ballad would play and I'd begin death’s dance the colors of the world would fade as I would begin to repaint it with the blood of others and it didn't matter who friend foe. All were equal under my blade, my instrument, my paintbrush. As I delve deeper into the dream my bloodlust only amplifies and yet as I add more bodies to my corpse throne my power only increases when I come out of it I see I am alone and an overwhelming feeling of sadness takes hold.

My body jolts awake. I look at the clock. 2 am. I groan and get up. To look for the practice room. I found it easily I opened it and found I could run a kaiju fighting simulation. I let the number of “simulated” kaiju go as high as it went which was 9 S-class Kaiju. I noticed that it had a record board and the previous record was Hideki. He had completed a Circuit against two S-class kaiju. To not make myself more of a target, I used my “Tenon name: Ragnarok” as the record for this one and entered.

As I enter I see 3 behemoths 3 leviathans and three Garuda Kaiju that are titan-sized. all placed in a simulated city block. I summon

"here is to your false Ideals," I yell as I race to the first one it's a behemoth that stumbles as it shoulder charges it. I follow this by cleaving it in half.

I jump over its corpse to have another face me "Don't think you can judge and not be judged." I yelled as I threw the sword into the next. I watched as the blade flew throw its eyes and severed its nervous system from its brain. I jump about 80 or so feet into the air and barrel to my weapon. On the way down I rip off the horn of one of the Garuda-type Kaiju and use it to impale it and the two other Flying Kaiju.

I crash to the ground sending a shockwave that causes a shockwave hitting the other the last Behemoth into a pillar cracking its neck. "Don't use his name to move the mountains in your way. Go back from where you came." I yell I go to my blade and turn to the last three Kaiju. I wait for them to move closer then I slash with a powerful swing turning them into Sashimi

"You're a plague to the non-believer. Tell them all you're gonna burn forever. You cast your stones on my father's name. May you burn forever." I yell as the remains fall around me. as the simulation stops. I go back to the entrance and repeat the simulation sequence over and over. The goal here is to try to be faster, hit harder, and Kill more and more until I am satisfied, but the ballad's power over me doesn't wane it only increases as I am driven further to Alacrity. I can start to see through the Kaiju seeing the body Chitin and muscle to the nerve points and sinew below. Vital points became visible and easier to exploit as the song continued. As I finished another rotation and went to start another I was met by Hideki, and lady who was with him. They look at me with abject terror. at that point, the Ballad's effect starts to wane. I reassemble the mask I wear to talk to them.

"Oh sorry about that. I thought I could be alone for a while. Ya know clear my head with something familiar and repetitive," I said politely. Hideki glared at me. the lady with him smiled pleasantly and said

"No worries we just wanted to get some earlier work in. You must be Juzo the Kaiju researcher." I nodded and she smiled, "Hi my name is Seulgi. I look forward to working with you hopefully." I nodded and reached out my hand for a Handshake. She brought me in for a tight hug, which was surprising.

"Oh, you're nice and solid. Built Sturdy I like it." Seulgi said as she let me go. My brain reeled as she let me go and I gave her two thumbs up as I walked back to my Dorm. I open the door to see Kura squinting at me.

"Where did you go?" she asked groggily. She was still half asleep it seemed.

"Just to train," I said. Kura nodded and went back to sleep as I showered then got back in the bed with her. She wrapped my arms around her chest and kissed my cheek. Her presence was calming as I finally drifted off into a decent sleep. No dreams this time though just that weird void of dream and sleep. The next time my eyes were opening Kura was shaking me.

"Come on it's time for you to teach your first class," she said. I nodded and got up. she had already showered and so did I so I changed into appropriate clothes, before feeding Otrimi. Otrimi was more than happy with eating. He was finished before I was done cleaning and was ready to go. so we all went to the classroom. Kura chose a desk that was front and center.

"Someone is eager. I teased."

"Well yeah you are legendary and to learn from you directly I want the best seat." She chuckled.

"Well if you want that the best seat for that is over there," I said pointing slightly to her right. Sakura raised a confused eyebrow

"Statistically it is the most successful seat due to me being left-handed." Sakura tilted her head and said "Okay" She moved to the seat and smiled at me. I began writing basic notes for the various topics I planned on discussing today but I figured we are all adults who fight Kaiju so I hoped it would be more question and answer. I also left name tags on the desk for my "students" to pick up. Sakura grabbed hers and wrote "Sakura" in English. I turned to her and she chuckled mischievously.

"Haha very funny." I teased. Sakura smiled at me with bright eyes full of adoration

"I need to know you can read it." she teased back

The next two to arrive were Seulgi and another dark-haired girl. next to her. They Both grabbed Name tags. they followed Kura's lead and all were written in English which was certainly convenient. The new lady's name was Eunbi. After that Hideki, Tobi, Heejin, Dahyun, Yunjin, and a young lady named Yujin, (she only stuck out because she sat close to Sakura.) Kafka, Haruki ( an older man) Chidori, and lastly Wataru. They all had different gazes about themselves. some seemed engaged some seemed wary and one (it's Hideki) just glared at me with white-hot anger. I did what I had to and ignored it.

"Good morning. my name is Juzo and I am here to help you all understand Kaiju ecology, biology, and physiology." I started. before I could do anything else though Chidori. he raised his hand.

"Ah yes, Mr. Chidori?"

"I would like to know your qualifications. I have seen your info all over the place in terms of books and field guides but that doesn't tell us much about why you know so much. We have had like 5 other "experts" run through this place but when it came to field work they all were only theory." His words are well received.

"Well I am not a real big theory guy I am a more practical hands-on learner, but The HDF has specifically asked me to keep you all in the classroom because they have put a lot of money into training and housing you ao you all getting injured in field research is not ideal. otherwise, we'd have been visiting Paradise Island." there is chatter among my "Students" as I speak.

"Look we are all adults here I am not looking to change how you fight or policy and procedures I am just here to give tools and answer questions about questions you may have," I explain hoping that my words reach their intended effect. Sakura raises her hand

"Yes, Mrs. Miyawaki."

Sakura pouts, "It's Sakura," she says whiny internally I groan but keep my composure, "Mr. Juzo and I have a question. Your shadow (She gestures to a napping Otrimi.) is a Kaiju, right? (I nod) How did you manage to tame him," Sakura asks

"I never trained Otrimi. it's more of a symbiotic relationship at times. We look out and take care of each other. That is not due to him being a Kaiju but due to extraneous circumstances with the invaders, but you are correct he is a Kaiju. A Garuda Behemoth type to be precise. That reminds me. So recently a new handbook came out for you guys on how to deal with Aragami or Earth-born Kaiju, and it mentioned that you should treat them like they're regular Kaiju. Don't do that. Aragami is Kaiju but because they are essentially mutated wild animals they have been slowly integrating and creating vital niches in our ecosystem. Also, most of them aren't hostile unless they are provoked. For example Otrimi." I explain. Otrimi raises his head at being mentioned then curls and goes to sleep in his little wreath pose. The group looked at me then Chidori said, “The only good kaiju is a dead one.” I was about to say something when Heejin raised her hand,

“Ah yes, Mrs. Heejin how can I assist you.”

“So your files mentioned that you have spent some time with the invaders. Can you provide some insight into their motivations?”

I eyed Heejin before making my response.

“Everything alright?” Heejin asks as I narrow my eyes. I look to the rest of the clans. She gives me a shit-eating grin

“Sure thing, but before I get into my explanation I do have to preface this by saying all of what I'm about to translate are not direct translations but conceptual ones. So if you recognize names and concepts those are intentional but they are not meant to be that thing. The invaders refer to themselves as the Carnothians. They are a highly rigged and militarized people. As with most salient species, they separate themselves into a caste-like system. The three castes are Orokin, Tenno, and Tenshin. Orokin is at the top Tenshin is at the bottom of the system. Their invasion force is led by the leader of the Vazarin clan. There are four other clans: Madurai, Naramon, Unariu, and Zenurik. I spent most of my time in Carnos with the Zenurik clan. Their leadership structure and philosophy. Is very different than the other clans. Zenurik is an isolationist faction that had decentralized leadership. This currently works in its favor as the previous Jedak (that's their monarch for lack of a better term) was killed by the current leader of the Vazarin clan due to his opposition to the “great expansion”.”

I watched as Sakura got up and grabbed a tissue before wiping my face.

“You had tears,” she said soberly. After that little moment, she sat back in her seat and I apologized to the rest of the class.

“Oh, it's no big deal. We all cry sometimes.” Seulgi said with a bright smile. I gave a thumbs up which she reciprocated.

“Any more questions?” I asked and since no one had any more I let everyone leave except for Heejin

“What are you doing here Wisp,” I said as soon as the last person left. Heejin smiled brightly

“Just checking in on my favorite Zenurik.”

“Heejin come on.”

“Okay, Ragnarok. The zenurik need their Jedak.”

“So who's been assigned?”I ask confused

Heejin smiles then points at me“You”

I shake my head incredulous “That's impossible. You of all people should know that.”

“For Vazarin yes but I have learned that the Zenurik are a very different people,” Heejin says in between fits of giggles.

“How so?” I ask confused

Heejin smiled reveling in the power of the info she had, “They demanded your return. When we visit they demand your return since my father in all of his wisdom decided to let them know you are Orokin whether you like it or not, but you have been trained you are tested. I know you have had “trouble” with unbound form but you are ready.”

Worry began to fill my mind. I wasn't ready to lead the Zenurik What if I fail? What if I have to defy Inaros? Where all questions that plagued my mind“What if I don't want it? I saw! I was there when he killed Lavos, Garuda, Dante, and Baruuk! Your father is a tyrant and I won't put myself in a position that vulnerable while he's still in power.”

Heejin looked at me with surprise “Wait he killed them?” she asked

I squinted at her, “Yes! do you believe they all died of old age in their chat with him?”

Heejin nodded understanding but still skeptical, (which I don't blame it was her father, to be honest.) “Yeah that does sound far-fetched but despite that, you have a responsibility to the Zenurik.”

I shook my head as I said plainly“No I don't..”

Heejin gasped surprised at my statement “Why not? You were the one who was always talking about the responsibility we had as future leaders to take care of our people. Was that all a lie?” she asked

I shake my head as I explain, “No it wasn't but what good am I as a dead or murderous leader? Because if I defy him he'll just kill me…well attempt to because I will kill him and thats bad… At least based on what Kullervo and Revenant taught me.”

Heejin was still skeptical as she couldn't still see her dad for the murderous scum he was“Why would he do that?”

I shrugged “I don't know Heejin. As your mom, or your grandparents, or better yet ask your birth parents. Whom he exiled. They all thought they could appease him into not being evil anymore but Oberon is a lost cause.”

“How did you find out about my birth parents?” Heejin demanded frightened.

“Dante knew everything and he taught me so now I know everything,” I respond

Heejin looked at me and regained her composure, “Can't you just play the politics game? I mean all the rest of our team understood that we'd have to wait before we could make changes.” she looked at me desperate and pleading. This chat was going nowhere. Barsoom’s battle ballad was starting to play in my head Faintly, and if I didn't de-escalate the situation there would be problems.”

Instead of Speaking, I summon Balmung. Heejin is taken aback by the Old Carnothian weapon and she finally understands. She stiffens and winces seeing the blade.

“How long have the visions been?” Heejin asks.

“Since I got out of the pod and even during.”

“Ragnarok I am so sorry. Why didn't you tell us?”Heejin asked

I shrugged, “Because I thought I was crazy.” Heejin nods her eyes holding the understanding that I was put in a precarious position.

“Okay, that's a pretty fair reason. Wait is this how you took out the 100 cosmic beasts?” Heejin asks as the pieces connect in her mind. I nod and she continues“And the Eternal dragon?”

I shake my head “That's what made the blade.” I answered. Heejin nods as she puts the timeline together

“Your dad can't find out about this,” I say. Heejin nods aggressively.

“He would kill you and everyone you care about if he knew,” she affirmed. After that, the air turned less confrontational as the both of us calmed down. Heejin smirked

“So you and Sakura huh?” she asked with a knowing tone

“Is it that obvious,” I ask worried

Heejin nods. In the years I have been here she has been super guarded. I think before today I have never seen her smile or do anything emotional whatsoever, but with you here she's all giggly and happy. It's kinda creepy.

“Well get used to it I guess?” I shrug confused

“Wait why what happened?” Heejin asked inquisitively.

“Well, we are getting married.”

“Didn't you just meet her yesterday though…wait is she the Kura you were always raving about missing?” I nod and Heekin begins to laugh uncontrollably.

“Let me guess she asked.” I nodded and Heejin laughed even harder. “You so passive and permissible,” she said teasingly.

“Have you seen her?” I ask pointedly

“Look I didn't say you had bad taste I said you were permissible and passive. She is a catch-100%, but you land and declare marriage to the first pretty girl you see is so you.” Heejin teases I smile and she hugs me.

“Look I know it's hard and not ideal but you do need to go to Zenurik. They need you, but I understand that you have your issues. So we'll figure it out without my father’s intervention.” Heejin said firmly I shrug as Heejin leaves.

I sit alone before going to unpack my dorm. On the way, an alarm for a kaiju to breakout happens. I race to the scene to see a very confused Marduk Aragami thrashing about. I do the smart thing and approach it calmly before leading it out of the facility and back to the outside. When I get back in I run into Chidori.

“Why didn't you kill it,” he asked pointedly

“Well it wasn't needed,” I answered

“You know all that Hero shit is going to cost you.”

“It already has.”

“What's that supposed to mean?”

“When you've buried enough bodies they begin to claw at you. So I avoid killing as often as possible.”I respond

“Whatever,” Chidori says as he walks away

I get back to my dorm. Otrimi takes his place as I begin to unpack. About halfway through my door opens and Kura is there. I smile and point to my switch.

“You can play Persona if you want to,” I say to Kura. Kura remains silent. Kura closes the door and I see nothing but Lust in her eyes. I laughed. Her eyes narrowed as she approached me. She brings me in for a passionate and lurid kiss. As she does a naughty errant hand sneaks into my pants and forcibly grips my balls tightly. I groan breaking my kiss with Kura.

She leans into my ear before blowing into it, causing my body to shiver. Kura smiles

“Wow, you are sensitive,” Kura says seductively. She gives me a look before lowering herself down to my crotch she pulls my pants down and blows on my exposed phallus. I shiver at her action. She smiles brightly before taking me into her mouth.

"Aw fuck Kura." I moan. Kura's eyes widen as her pupils double in size.

"Say my name again," she says as she begins stroking me.

"Fuck Kura." I saw her hands do magic to me. Kura's eyes go wide. as she takes me back into her mouth. her head begins deepthroating me. her hole is so warm and comforting much like the rest of her.

"I love how hard you get for me," Kura says after coming for air. "Are you close? I wanna swallow it," she says. I groan as her words send my body into overdrive to fulfill her request. She smiles mischievously and gives a light nibble to my tip before taking me whole. the pain and pleasure cross over and overwhelm me as I paint her throat. Unphased Sakura takes it all in one go with a smile before coming up. She smiles. and goes over to her bag.

"I just wanted a drink," she says innocently despite her less-than-innocent actions earlier. she opens her bag and takes out the knitting equipment. She sits on my bed and begins to crochet.

"You can start Persona. I have to finish this hat for Momo. you'll meet her tomorrow. I nod and sit down in my chair. Otrimi jumps next to Kura in the bed content next to her. Kura smiles as she works. I begin the massive prologue of Persona 5 with Kura occasionally making commentary on the actions I take.

"Really the featherman suits" she asks when I unlock all the customization options.

"What you know I am a huge toku head, and this is the closest I'll get to a functional Super Sentai game," I say over the next few hours Kura and I move around my dorm sitting and switching positions as we get further into our respective tasks.

Kura laughs out loud at my comment before going back to her work.

The next day Kura and I are woken up by an intercom call telling all personnel besides External Help (Heejin and I) to meet at the combat labs. Sakura raced to go, but something about this seemed off. I beg her not to go, but she merely smiles and says. "Don't worry big guy I'll be right back." She smiles at me as a familiar sense of dread washes over me. So I let her go. After she leaves. I got to look for Heejin hoping to ease my fears.

I find her and so much more. I open the door to an office. Where I see a very stressed-out Heejin.

"Hey, Kiddo," Oberon says with a malicious smile

#kpop fanfic #miyawaki sakura #le sserafim sakura #fanfic #miyawaki sakura smut #sakura miyawaki #izone smut #izone sakura

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imdonewiththisblogsblog · 3 months

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(Hello! Here’s some incorrect quotes!)

Kickin-Chicken : *Posts a super low-quality image to the group chat*

Bobby BearHug : If I had a dollar for every pixel in this image, I’d have 15 cents.

Kickin-Chicken : If I had a dollar for every ounce of rage I felt in my body after I read this text, I would have enough money to buy a cannon to fire at you.

Bubba bubbaphant : Actually I did the math, Bobby BearHug would have $225, not $0.15.

Bobby BearHug : Fam I’m right here....

Dogday: If I had a dollar I would buy a can of soda :)

Kickin-Chicken : while you’re there could you buy me an apply juice please?

Dogday: Sorry I only have a dollar.

Kickin-Chicken : :(

Bubba bubbaphant : Hey I just realized my friend is right, Bobby BearHug would have $22,500 because it's a dollar for every pixel, not a cent.

Dogday: If I had $22,500 I would buy a can of soda and an apply juice.

Bubba bubbaphant : You can buy anything you want with $22,500.

Catnap: Yeah and they want soda and apply juice.

Bubba bubbaphant : Apply juice to what.

Catnap: Directly to the forehead.

Bobby BearHug : Great chat everyone.

Dogday: I just got the best idea I've ever had in my entire life!

*Later*

Catnap, to Dogday: That was the worst idea you’ve ever had in your entire life.

Bubba bubbaphant : *tapping fingers on table*

Craftycorn: *taps fingers back furiously*

Bobby BearHug : …What’s going on?

Dogday: Morse code. They’re talking.

Bubba bubbaphant : -.-- ..- .-. / - …. . / -.-. ..- - . … -

Craftycorn: *slams hands on table* YOU TAKE THAT BACK!

Catnap: What do you three have to say for yourself?

Bubba bubbaphant :

Craftycorn:

Dogday: Oops?

Bobby BearHug : Are you the big spoon or the little spoon?

Catnap: I'm a knife.

Dogday, from across the room: They're the little spoon.

Kickin-Chicken : Not gonna lie, I'm kind of afraid of Catnap...

Bubba bubbaphant : As you should be.

Kickin-Chicken : No, for real, they're kind of-

Bubba bubbaphant : As. You. Should. Be.

Hoppy hopscotch : Who would you swipe right for? Craftycorn or Picky Piggy?

Catnap: I would delete the app.

Bubba bubbaphant : Do you mind if I slyly mention that you’re single?

Catnap: Do not do that.

Bubba bubbaphant : You won’t even notice!

Dogday, entering: Bubba bubbaphant , you wanted to see me again?

Bubba bubbaphant : Catnap's single

Catnap:…

Dogday: Hey, can we stay in your dorm tonight?

Catnap: Why?

Dogday: Bobby BearHug fiddled with an ouija board and cursed ours.

Picky Piggy: Craftycorn doesn't know how to banish spirits, so they just throw salt at them and yell "DOES THIS LOOK LIKE A HOTEL TO YOU?!"

Bubba bubbaphant : Everyone knows that Santa is an invention designed by the big five corporations to sell tinsel and video games to an unsuspecting public.

Kickin-Chicken : The whole “childhood wonder” stage just blew right past you, didn’t it?

Craftycorn: it’s illegal to look better than me.

Catnap: I guess we’re all going to jail then.

Catnap: Sometimes I get so caught up on being gay that I forget I’m actually bi.

Dogday: Honestly, I am so evil. So full of darkness. I feed of the souls of the living I strike fear into-

Catnap: You sleep with a teddybear.

Dogday: He’s my sECOND IN COMMAND IN MY ARMY OF DARKNESS!

Kickin-Chicken : Ooh, somebody has a crush

Catnap: Pfft, I don’t have a crush on Dogday I just think they’re cool, it’s not like I stay up at night thinking about them.

*Later that night*

Catnap, very much awake: Uh oh.

Catnap: I want to kiss you.

Dogday, not paying attention: What?

Catnap: I said if you die, I wont miss you.

Kidnapper: We have your child

Kickin-Chicken : I don’t have a child? Kidnapper: Then who just asked for warm milk and made us cut the crusts off their sandwich?

Kickin-Chicken : Oh god, you have Dogday

#poppy playtime #catnap #dogday #picky piggy #bubba bubbaphant #hoppy hopscotch #bobby bearhug #kickinchicken #craftycorn #smiling critters #cartoon #cartoon version #catnap x dogday

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shadowmatamori · 5 months

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Wario gets a lot of Odd Jobs and Today he's a Mall Santa, And what are the chances that his first kid was "Him"

Wario: "Ok, Pays not great but at least it'll be enough to get through the next Two months."

"I wonder who the first Brat is oooohhh my god..."

Jr. :"HI SANTA!!!"

Wario: "HO HO ho..... What do you want..?"

Jr. :" I want-"

Bowser: "Hey Luigi does, Santa look a little familiar to you?"

Luigi: "Hmmmm, a little bit."

#art #furry #furries #furryart #furrybara #bowser #bowigi #bowser x luigi #luigi #bowser jr #wario bros #wario fanart #wario nintendo #bowser junior

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devildomwriter · 5 months

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A Christmas Song They Absolutely Hate

A request by an anon

Lucifer (That damn chipmunk song)

Enough said, he cannot tolerate it at all, the second he hears those squeaky voices he’ll react somewhat violently. Whatever he needs to do to get that music to stop the fastest, he will do, even launching Mammon into the speaker.

Mammon (Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer)

He hates the song. He’s not so big an idiot that he doesn’t realize everyone only suddenly likes Rudolph because they think he’s useful, he thinks it’s a bad song and the reindeer are big jerks.

Leviathan (Baby, it’s cold outside)

“Those fucking normies. They’re just all over each other, go to hell.”

Satan (God rest ye merry gentlemen.)

They literally diss him in the song, like what’d he do to those guys personally, it makes him very angry to hear carolers singing it especially.

Innocent Carolers: “To save us all from Satan’s power—“

Satan: *yelling from across the street* “I didn’t do anything to you!”

Asmodeus (That damn chipmunk song)

Like normally squeaky or soft voices are kinda cute but nuh-uh, not this one. It feels like nails on a chalkboard to him.

Beelzebub (Believe)

He doesn’t really care but the song Believe makes him kinda sad.

It’s a great song with a bittersweet message and it makes him tear up a little when he hears it so he’s come to not like it much.

Belphegor (Anything hard to fall asleep to)

It doesn’t matter the song, if it’s too uppitty he can’t fall asleep. Even Christmas gospel can send him to sleep but not something like All I Want For Christmas is You.

Solomon (That damn chipmunk song)

It needs no introduction. It’s a song he’d hoped would die out soon after its release but it’s been well over a decade and occasionally he hears it playing and sighs deeply at how disappointing human musical taste has become.

Thirteen (That damn chipmunk song)

She hates it and will only occasionally tolerate it by playing it whenever Solomon is nearby in hopes of seeing his face fall.

Simeon (Santa baby)

The song really drives him nuts, he doesn’t have a real reason he just really dislikes it. Maybe it’s the greed at Christmas time which isn’t even about gifts, but it just really irks him.

Luke

He loves them all, except super romantic ones because that’s not what Christmas is about!

Raphael (All I want for Christmas is you)

That’s not the point of Christmas at all and the song mentions nothing about the true meaning of Christmas everything about some random romantic interest really irritates him. He’s not above spearing the sound system if the song isn’t changed.

Michael (12 days of Christmas)

It's just so long and repetitive.

He’d rather listen to shorter songs than one that just doesn’t seem to end, like get to the next song already, turtledoves aren’t even an existing species anymore—don’t remind him of such a tragedy.

Mephistopheles (Basically all of them)

Mephistopheles isn’t a Christmas demon, he only tolerates it for Diavolo’s sake but he’ll be damned if a song plays around him and Diavolo isn’t there. He’ll contact whoever he needs to to change the music immediately.

Barbatos (Dominic the donkey)

He hates it because he believes it’s rather stupid but also because it cracks Diavolo up so Diavolo plays it a few times a day to amuse himself and Barb is really sick of hearing it.

Diavolo

He loves all of them, even the damn chipmunk song. Even the Christmas gospel doesn’t really bother him but he doesn’t pay as much attention to it as he does humming along to the other songs. He does laugh when he hears Satan’s name in God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen, so he actually likes that one.

#obey me headcanons #obey me 25 days of christmas #25 days of obey me christmas #obey me diavolo #obey me solomon #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me thirteen #obey me simeon #obey me luke #obey me raphael #obey me Michael #obey me barbatos #obey me mephistopheles

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sanjisprincesswifey · 5 months

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hi! may i please request Law, Robin or Zoro with a female reader for secret santa? please and thank you

hi there! hope you enjoy this long and slightly angsty zoro piece :)

you’ve received zoro + kissing under the mistletoe

❆: angsty, longing zoro, reader also kisses luffy, no implied gender, 1000+ words!

zoro thought he was past your relationship. you two didn’t work out, not everyone does, and that was okay with him.

totally and completely okay…

replaying the moment from dinner, he swore he saw red. which wouldn’t have happened if he was over you, right?

some of the strawhats had joined sanji in the kitchen before dinner, maybe because of the savory scent that was hard to resist. and of course, luffy was one of those individuals.

zoro doesn’t recall paying much attention to the conversation at the table. he never really does if he’s being honest.

“guys,” you call, bursting in through the galley door.

the sound of your voice is what drew him in, his good eye flicking open to where you were standing in the entry way.

“i think its going to start to snow soon!” you beam, earning enthusiastic uproar from those in the room. zoro can’t hold back a smile when your ardor is for something so ridiculous as snow.

as usual, luffy springs from his seat, eager to see the weather change when nami interrupts him, gaining everyone’s attention.

“hey, luffy! look what’s above you two!”

as you and your captain stand in the doorway, everyone’s eyes travel to reveal the bright green mistletoe hanging above you.

zoro can now hear his thrumming heartbeat, immediately recognizing the symbolic meaning behind the plant.

“that’s mistletoe,” you inform luffy, who seemed just as confused despite the explanation. the captain proceeds to ask a bunch of questions including who did it get there and could he eat it, the standard luffy inquiry.

never had zoro been so aggravated with luffy’s clueless nature.

“that means you two have to kiss. that’s tradition anyway,” nami teases, wiggling her eyebrows at you. playful laughter fills the air while you watch luffy’s face attempt to comprehend the situation.

“well if that’s what that means,” he shrugs, turning to you with a big grin.

of course, he’s not taking this seriously.

the veins in zoro’s forehead feel like they’re about to pop, luffy gets to kiss you and he’s making a joke of it?

time feels like it’s starting to slow down as luffy leans in, going in to place a peck on your cheek. but you’re too busy laughing with nami to realize this and as soon as your head turns, your lips meet his.

your lips only brush for a couple seconds before the two of you realize what had happened, but it feels like an eternity before either of you pull away.

everyone starts to laugh, taunt and teasing the two of you like a middle school couple, but to zoro it’s like the personified version of his worst nightmare.

luffy wraps an arm around you, dragging you with him to return to his original goal of watching the fresh snow fall.

conversation continues as normal, meanwhile zoro sits at the end of the table pretending that his heart wasn’t just ripped out of his chest.

so now that he’s in the crow’s nest, supposedly watching over the ship, all he can think about is you.

did luffy notice your sweet scent as he leaned in? were your lips supple and soft as always or had you changed your chapstick? more importantly, did either of you enjoy it?

what would you have done if it was zoro who was standing there? would you have kissed him? laughed it off like it meant nothing to you?

he didn’t know, but he couldn’t help but desperately want to.

movement out of the corner of his eye snaps his attention away. the light from the galley shines through the slim crack underneath and it’s enough for him to huff and head in that direction.

“alright luffy—“

you jump at the sudden noise, but it seems the swordsman is much more surprised to see you here.

“sorry zoro, just getting some water. i’m leaving right now,” you softly smile, wiggling your glass as proof.

his throat runs dry now that you were standing in front of him. but your movements are agile, too quick for him to strategically access his next move before you’re almost out the door.

zoro reaches out for your hand, taking a tight hold on you and preventing you from leaving.

you pause, letting out a gentle sigh before turning around to face him. “need something?” you ask, staring at your connected hands rather than his face.

there was nothing running through his head as you finally glanced up at him. the light in your eyes had been replaced by foreboding sadness. and he knew why, as he was the one who caused the two of you to break up.

“you didn’t have to kiss him earlier, you know,” he says in a low, gruff tone.

you pull your hand from his, eyes slowly squinting towards him. “i know…” you wearily respond, face twisting into a frown. “…i can make my own decisions, thank you.”

zoro nods. “but you didn’t have to,” he reiterates focusing on the point that is was your decision.

“why does it matter to you? you’re the one who broke us up.” you nearly yell, almost forgetting that the rest of your crewmates were asleep.

“i shouldn’t have done that, i know that now,” he admits, reaching out to you.

your poise changes as zoro is unusually delicate when he holds your hand. “please,” he begs, thumb smoothing over your skin, “just one more chance.”

the sigh that erupts from your body is one full of pain, a heavy burn throbbing through your lungs.

that was the thing about zoro, you could read him so easily. the way his brows lift in their inner corners, how his usually tensed muscles loosened the second he touched you, he was being sincere.

you glance up to the decoration you found yourself under earlier in the day. this little plant was really what tipped him over, it’s almost funny.

“we can discuss this in the morning,” you comply, leaning up to place a light kiss on his cheek, lips hovering against the skin, “that okay with you?”

he can’t help but smile as he agrees, “yeah, that’s good.”

likes, reblogs, and comments are always appreciated! (✿◠‿◠)

#roronoa zoro #zoro x reader #one piece #one piece x reader

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livwritesstuff · 5 months

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Eddie Munson had never been a fan of Christmas.

The cards had been kind of stacked against him, he thinks, with how his mom had died just before Christmas when he was still in elementary school, and then there has been the years of barely scraping by with Wayne. By the time he was old enough to have his own opinions, he was firmly and outright anti-holiday festivities — enough so that he had multiple well-rehearsed and overly aggressive rants at the ready.

He’d mellowed out quite a bit since high school, but he still never got the appeal of Christmastime.

Then he married Steve Harrington and started raising their three daughters together and it’s entirely true what everyone says about children changing your entire world because, now, he fucking loves Christmas.

To be clear – Halloween is still the greatest holiday of all time. That’s never gonna change, but Christmas might have firmly established itself as second.

That whole stretch of December, actually, always ends up being a blast, with the tree and the decorating and the gingerbread houses and all that other festive shit.

Christmas morning is the best part, he thinks. Eddie and Steve go through the wringer trying to get the girls into bed the night before, and their excitement wakes them up even earlier than usual.

Steve drags himself out of bed when they first hear chatter from the girls to snag their stockings from downstairs before any jailbreaks occur. The girls convene in Moe’s room to dig into their stockings under direct orders to not wake up their dads until 6:30 (not that either of them are sleeping, necessarily, but sometimes they manage to doze off for an entire half hour).

At 6:30 on the nose, the girls are practically breaking down the bedroom door in their haste to show off what Santa had put in their stockings, and Steve and Eddie put on a whole groggy show acting surprised about the little stuffed animals and boxes of crayons and heaps of candy that they’d clearly already taken a dive into.

The rest of the morning goes by in a haze. Steve and Eddie get corralled out of bed pretty quickly, and Steve is in charge of keeping the masses away from the presents under the Christmas tree long enough for Eddie to make a pot of coffee (which Steve doesn’t usually drink, but he does that morning), and when Eddie joins him on the couch with their novelty mugs of coffee, Steve slings an arm over his shoulders and presses a kiss to the side of his head. They always prop up their ancient camcorder on a side table, angled just right to capture the girls’ gleeful smiles as they unwrap all their gifts.

It might be Eddie’s favorite day of the year, believe it or not.

It’s all a fuckload of extra work in an already busy time of year, obviously, and he loses out on some of that sleep that he’s needing more and more the older he gets, but goddamn is it worth it every year because their girls are so happy. Happier than both he and Steve had ever gotten to experience.

That’s what fatherhood means to him though — giving his children things, opportunities, experiences, that he’d been denied in his own childhood, and seeing it pay off in their big grins on Christmas morning.

He’s not sure if it’s the most wonderful time of the year or any of that sappy crap, but he can still safely say that it’s pretty damn great.

#have some sappy shit this christmas afternoon #love y’all #steddie #liv’s steddie dads verse #steddie dads #steve harrington #eddie munson

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girlgroupshots · 1 year

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DAY 3 - AESPA Giselle

pairing: Giselle x M!Reader summary: Giselle wants to show off her Christmas outfit to you and takes offense to just being called ‘cute’. word count: 776 consider buying me a coffee if you enjoy!

“Well? How do I look?”

Giselle did a small spin, twirling in place to show off her Christmas outfit to your gaze. It was a cute outfit with just a tinge of teasing appeal. A red satin Santa dress with white, fluffy frills decorating the top. It left her shoulders bare and stop just enough at her mid-thigh to leave it open for debate whether it was too-revealing or not revealing enough. She looked perfect. Though, given how attracted you were to your girlfriend, you might’ve been a little bias in that regard.

“You look cute, baby” You respond.

Apparently, it wasn’t what she wanted to hear though as a pout quickly formed on the multi-lingual artist’s lips. She crossed her arms, side-eying you for a moment.

“Just cute? Is that all? Any…other words come to mind?”

You immediately had an inkling what this was about. On more than a few occasions Giselle had vented to your her frustrations that everyone only seemed to think Jimin and Minjeong had any sex appeal. The idea that all she had to offer was being cute and wholesome only seemed to be getting under her skin lately. Which, naturally, gave you a wicked idea.

“Yeah?” You feigned ignorance, “What else would there be?”

Your bluff could have gone terribly wrong, particularly if she decided to storm off. But instead a determined look crossed her features. The urge to tell her that she looked adorable in that moment was strong but you resisted it. That might actually be pushing your luck a bit too much. Giselle stayed silent for a moment longer before her expression softened, turning into something more sensual. She leaned forward, extended her arms and squeezing them together so your breast seemed bigger; pushing her cleavage out of the red dress.

“So you can’t think of anything?”.

Fuck. She wasn’t making this easy.

“Nope…I just see my cute girlfriend.”

You barely got your sentence at before she went into action. You gave a shout as her hands suddenly pushed against your chest, causing you to fall backwards into a chair.

“Aeri?!”

“You keep saying that but what does your body say?”

You looked up to see the singer, staring down at you hands on her hips. She grabbed the back of the chair, raising a leg to partially straddle your lap. She performed a body roll, pressing against you before pulling away. Giselle gave you a sultry look before turning and bending over, the hem of her dress riding up to reveal her ass. More than that, it revealed the red silk thong she was wearing underneath. All you could do was swallow thickly.

Fuck me, you thought. When did she buy those?

“Still think it’s just cute?” she teased you, looking up from where she was touching her toes.

Giselle didn’t wait for you to respond, instead she was straightening and moving back to sitting in your lap. Her ass was pressed into your groin while her back arched as she reached behind her to hold your neck. Slowly she began to grind in your lap, all those hours of dance practice paying off in ways you could have never imagined. Giselle tilted her head back kissing your cheek as she continued to tempt you. It was working too. No matter how much you teased her with your words, there was no denying the stiffening erection in your pants.

“Are you trying to drive me crazy?” you muttered.

“No, just trying to get you to admit the truth,” she reached for your hands, placing one on her hip and the other atop her breast. “Unless you still just think I’m cute…”

“Does it feel like I just think you’re cute?”

“Hmm, I don’t know,” she ground her hips hard against your erection, “It’s hard to tell…”

“Then let me make it clear” you moaned as she continued her ministrations. The jig was up, there was no point in holding back your passions now. “I’m going to fuck you until you can’t bear it. I’m going to ravish every inch of you in that outfit and when we’re done I’m going to take it off and do it again.”

The immediate aftermath of your declaration was silence. Giselle’s movements had froze and a harsh crimson colored her cheeks as she looked at you with a shocked gaze. This was far closer to the girl you knew. Taking the initiative you wrapped your arms around her and picked her up. Giselle let out a delighted squeal as you carried her towards the bedroom.

“Wait, I really can’t ruin this outfit though!”

“You should’ve thought of that beforehand!”

#giselle x reader #aespa x reader #aespa smut #aespa imagines #male reader #giselle smut

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cafedanslanuit · 1 year

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♡ — pairing: bachira x reader

♡ — tags/warnings: gn reader + no pronouns but reader does use makeup and a purse, pro football player!bachira, friends with benefits, suggestive because it's me, mutual pining, idiots in love, christmas in summer, fluff

♡ — words: 1.7k

♡ — a/n: meguru my beloved. im so obsessed with him rn please i want to kiss him so baaaaaaaaad

♡ — masterlist

A kiss. His hands cupping your jaw. Another kiss. A chuckle. A small nip on your lower lip. Another laugh, and your fingers running through his hair. Moments like these are where Bachira finds his true bliss, windows open as the summer breeze sets the perfect stage for the only alone time you'll have tonight. Soon enough, Isagi would knock on the door and you'd have to return to your positions, an amicable distance between you too while you went over to Kunigami’s place, for your Secret Santa reunion.

A kiss. If he pays attention, he can listen to his friend's footsteps up the stairs of his building complex, a telltale sign your time together was coming to an end. He squeezes your waist and you let out a small laugh against his lips, making him kiss you again. Bachira isn't sure why you insist on creating a distance when Isagi is around— it's not like he doesn't know about your arrangement. What's the problem if he wants to give you a goodnight kiss in front of him? Or if he wants to have you sitting on his lap like he usually has you when you're all alone? Maybe hold your hand while you walk around town? Still, he respects your boundaries, but as his friend's steps echo down the hallway, he really wishes you'd reconsider.

A kiss. And another one. And one more. He playfully bites down on your lower lip and chuckles when you reciprocate the action. He's entranced by how you always manage to meet his energy halfway, and that may be one of the reasons why he ended up in this position with you in the first place.

Bachira presses your cheeks together with his thumb and index and pecks your puckered lips repeatedly. He does this even when the room is suddenly filled by the sound of his friend knocking on his apartment door, not wanting to let go.

"Isagi's here," you manage to say but Bachira is relentless. He lets your cheeks go only to continue his trail of small and quick kisses all over your face. "Meguru, c'mon," you giggle.

"He can wait," he tries to argue in between playful pecks. He can’t believe how fun it is to watch you laugh and wriggle underneath him, begging him to stop, even if your fingers are still looped around his messy locks.

"You’re such a bad friend," you tease him.

Bachira hums, playing along as he moves his hand to your chin, softly tilting your head from side to side. "You sure?” he asks. “Do bad friends do this?"

Before you can reply, he leans forward and slowly licks the side of your jaw to the spot where it meets your neck. You shudder, tightening the grip on his hair as he does so. Your body instinctively presses to his and you’re instantly rewarded by his hardening bulge poking against your thigh. A curse falls off your lips as you rock your hips against him. Bachira’s low chuckle against your ear shoots a bolt of pleasure straight between your legs and you sigh, picking up the pace of your hips.

Isagi knocks again.

“Shit,” you hiss, coming back down to reality. You gently push Bachira away to sit up on the couch. “Sorry, sorry, coming!” you call out, blindly fixing your hair before you have to meet him.

"Well, not anymore," Bachira mutters, making you laugh at his dejected voice. When you turn to him, you’re met with a childish pout and it takes even more of your resolve not to kiss it away. He stands up and stretches his arms up, his back popping in a way you wish yours would. "Can you get the door, please? 'm gonna take a quick shower before we leave."

When you hum, he leans down again and gives you a quick kiss, filled with the tenderness you were used to. You smile against his lips and watch him disappear inside his bedroom, quickly getting the main door to let Isagi inside.

Both of you are in the know of why you took so long to open and you appreciate he doesn’t tease you about it as he steps inside.

“Bachira’s taking a shower,” you inform him, before guiding him to the kitchen. You grab a water bottle from the fridge and toss it to him. “But you know him, give him ten and he’s ready.”

Isagi chuckles. “Yeah, he’s usually very fast at that.”

“Hope you don’t mind keeping me company while I fix my makeup,” you say, grabbing your purse from the kitchen aisle, right where Bachira had pulled you into his arms and guided you to his couch for your make-out session. You take the seat next to Isagi at the kitchen diner and start placing everything on the table so you could redo your eyeliner and, especially, your lips. “So, who did you get for Secret Santa?”

“Chigiri,” he replies, taking a long swig from his bottle. He takes a Christmas-themed envelope from his pocket and puts it on the table. “He wanted some hair products that I really couldn’t find, so I got him a gift card from that beauty store downtown. Thought it might be better.”

“Yeah, definitely,” you chuckle, popping your lips to smear your lipstick. “I love receiving gift cards, so much better than sticking with something that you really didn’t want.”

“Right? Hope he doesn’t take it the wrong way.”

“I hardly think so, I wouldn’t worry about that,” you shrug. Your eyeliner is doing mostly fine, so you just put a fine layer of setting powder over your cheeks.

“And who did you get?”

“Bachira," you grin mischievously, closing your pocket mirror and putting it back in your purse. With a dramatic twirl of your wrist, you point at the shoebox-sized package sitting on the dining table wrapped in pretty Christmas paper. “Got him a football table! It’s not like, uh— big or like the ones they have in bars,” you laugh. “But it does look cool. Thought he could set it up here, have you guys over and play together or something.”

Isagi raises one of his eyebrows. “That looks very small for a football table.”

“Ah, yeah, I mean, it’s a decoy gift,” you explained. “The box for the football table is way too big, so I left it at Kunigami’s a few days ago. Wanna see what’s in the box?”

“Sure.”

With quick steps, you brought the box back to the kitchen table and opened it for him. When he leans over, Isagi notices a black and yellow knitted bracelet and a Christmas card with a couple of snowmen on the front.

“I knitted it myself,” you mention with a proud smile on your face. “Made it really thin so he can wear it around his ankle during games. And, obviously, I had to give him a card with a cheesy pun.”

You hand it to Isagi and he takes a moment to read the speech bubble next to the snowmen, who are peeking through the living room window and watching a family eat dinner inside. “Oh my God, they’re eating noses!” one of them exclaims and Isagi scoffs, a small chuckle leaving his lips against his better judgement. It was corny, and he knew Bachira would adore it.

“Can I read it?” he asks. At your enthusiastic nod, he opens the card, directing his eyes to the handwritten note inside.

I'm truly lucky that my Secret Santa is you, who has made this year a lot better than I ever expected. You’re a beautiful person with an equally beautiful soul and I will forever be thankful that I get to call myself your friend. Every day I'm amazed at your incredible talent but, more than that, I'm in awe of the way you don't let yourself get discouraged, no matter how tough the problem you're facing. You have the ability to make any of my days brighter and better— even when I felt my world was crashing down, you always point to the bright side, and suddenly, my problems don't feel as bad anymore. You give me the courage to face my own trials and tribulations, and even if I falter, I know you'll always have my back.

I don't believe in destiny, but it's hard not to when everything seems so easy with you. Well, I guess it doesn't matter in the end. Let it be fate or chance, as long as it lets us stay together for the years to come. Merry Christmas, Meguru <3

Your excited grin disappears the moment Isagi’s lips turn into a fine line. He relaxes them immediately but by then it’s already too late.

“What?”

“Nothing,” he replies a bit too fast. He puts the card back inside the box and closes it. “The card is pretty funny, Bachira’s gonna—”

"Isagi," you insist. “What, is there something wrong with the card? Did it have a typo, or…?”

He shakes his head. “No, there’s nothing wrong with it.”

“Then what? There’s clearly something going on and—”

“Okay, fine, it’s just…” he can feel your eyes over him but he doesn’t think he can hold your gaze at the moment. “Like I said, nothing wrong with it,” he shrugs and scratches the back of his neck. “I just… I don't think that's how people talk about their friend with benefits, you know?"

Your expression falls at his words as the gears start turning inside your head, rapid and unforgiving, thoughts colliding against each other and combusting before leaving a resolution. In that moment, the door of Bachira’s bedroom opens and he appears, fresh out of the shower in the shirt and jeans he had shown you the day before during one of your video calls. You turn to him and notice the tiny particles of water still present on the end of his messy hair. His cheeks are rosy, as they always are after a shower and you can’t stop the smile that forms on your lips. He notices it and smiles back, his boyish grin lighting up the room in an instant. The moment he does so, your heart jumps out of your chest, an action quickly followed by a dreadly feeling.

Oh, fuck.

#bluelock x reader #bachira x reader #bachira meguru x reader #bachira meguru #bachira fluff #blue lock x reader #bluelock bachira #bluelock fluff #blue lock bachira #blue lock fluff

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copias-sewer-rat · 5 months

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happy holidays! ❄️ tis I, here to request a new ask for the season!

could you write each of the paps with their s/o during the holidays? (making cookies, seeing holiday lights, watching movies etc.) ❤️ thank you! Hope you’re doing well!

Hi, love! Thank you so much for the ask! I am currently working on the last chapter of my Secondo fic so this might be a bit short. I hope it is fluffy enough to warm you during the holidays!

Happy Holidays to everyone btw! Hope you have the most wonderful time, and if you don't, hope these can help <3

Also on Ao3

I. Primo

He is the embodiment of the feeling you get during the season.

Everything needs to feel cozy, warm and smell delicious.

His favourite thing during the season is to plan all the presents and get them ready.

He has been subtly asking and writing down what everyone would want, being specially picky with you.

Primo has gotten you an assortment of your favourite things.

They are all neatly wrapped and ready to show you.

He doesn’t like to receive gifts himself but will love if you give him anything handcrafted, a scarf, a mug, a drawing, whatever you might want, he will absolutely adore it and pamper your face with kisses after he opens his present.

II. Secondo

He leans more towards the practical gift.

So you have to pay very close attention to what he might need so you can gift it to him. A watch, a new bathrobe, some cologne…

Even if you think that it is not enough, he really loves that you notice the little details. It is what he loves the most about you.

He also loves to cook with you.

The Christmas feast is a joined operation, and if you are not very good at cooking, he will take the lead. However, he does appreciate the good company and conversation while he is at it.

He puts you in charge of decorating the dinning room. He trusts your taste.

At the end of the family dinner you will end up drunk and holding each other, babbling how much you love the other.

III. Terzo

This man loves decorating, he wants everything to be perfect.

He spends a lot of money each year to find new decorations and lights.

If he could he would make a light spectacle around the abbey.

Instead, he prepares a show for everyone in the Abbey, a special Christmas ritual.

He will sing, dance, do some theater with the ghouls and children, everyone is invited to join.

You help him, of course. He could not do it without you.

He loves that you are by his side supporting his holiday mission.

To make it up to you he will take a long vacation afterwards, taking you wherever you might like. Maybe a little cabin in the woods, maybe to a vibrant city full of Christmas spirit. He doesn’t really care, he just wants to be by your side.

IV. Copia

This man has a heart of gold.

Each and every year he will dress up as Santa, going around the Abbey, talking to the little kids who are expecting his arrival with presents.

You are dressed up as his most trusted elf, gathering all the letters that the kids might give him.

When some kids give him cookies in appreciation he turns to you with teary eyes, trying to convey: ‘Dear… The gave me cookies?! *sobs*’

In a more domestic setting, Copia loves to just be the two of you doing some activity together. Playing games, reading, dancing around your rooms, cooking, making puzzles, the list is endless.

You are truly his greatest present, so he wants to be by your side as much as he can.

#gonst #the band ghost #ghost #papa emeritus iv #ghost bc #cardinal copia #ghost band #papa secondo #papa emeritus iii #papa terzo #ask box #ghost headcanons

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stillfrownyclownlol · 5 months

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I don't like Christmas tbh but idk consider this a Christmas gift lmao

Holiday headcanons for the kids :p

Ashlyn

-Doesn't have any strong feelings about Christmas. Kinda overstimulating for her ngl

-hates when people come carolling to the house :) like hello she doesn't need her ears to bleed as a holiday gift okay

-when she was younger she used to go to church with her parents but she's stopped as she got older

-found Santa to be a creepy concept even when she was little lol

-she doesn't really like getting gifts from people besides her parents and she has THE WORST gift buying anxiety like. She has no idea what people want 🤡

-does like the food tho. Probably the only time of the year when she'll eat more than one plate.

-Weak spot for Logan's Christmas cookies.

Aiden

-he's spent a lot of Christmases alone watching holiday movies. He likes Christmas but he definitely doesn't associate it with spending time with his family or anything.

-he gives people really expensive gifts lmao. He's actually pretty good at gift giving, but he SUCKS at wrapping them, usually ends up with his hand cut up from the scissors and covered with tape.

-Loves Christmas movies, they give him a sort of nostalgia for a Christmas he never had. Really likes Elf and Home Alone (absolutely destroyed his house copying some of the traps)

-definitely the type of guy to look up weird Christmas games to play at the party because like Hell he's gonna have a boring party >:(

-Eats enough food to go into a food coma and then stays up all night anyways.

-believed in santa a littleeee too long.

-Blasts Christmas songs so loud the whole neighbourhood will hear it.

-definitely plotting how to get Ash under the mistletoe somehow (cuz he's a schemer you know it). Probably doesn't work, but doesn't hurt to try 🫠

Ben

-he LOVESSSS listening to carolling and Christmas songs. It makes him so happy <3

-Top Priority: Get an awesome gift for Lily >:) very careful with his gift shopping and he spends a lot of time for each person.

-Likes decorating the house, loves decorating the tree... likes stringing popcorn too :)

-he just really loves the cozy atmosphere Christmas brings. Likes huddling up in his blankets drinking hot cocoa and hanging out with his family ~

-Misses snow, since it doesn't snow in Georgia.

-Goes ice-skating if he can, Taylor's been teaching him ^_^

-Likes those pretty advent calendars but he has a hard time waiting for each day, so there's like a 60% chance he'll eat everything at once lol

-him and Lily dress up to take holiday photos, it's one of his favourite things to do cuz LILY LOOKS SO CUTE WITH HER LITTLE REINDEER HEADBAND AGHHH ✨️✨️✨️

Tyler

-Grinch lookin ahh mf 💀 Hates Christmas cuz he's grumpy >:( He still gonna go along with everything tho cuz Taylor loves it

-Sometimes he goes to mass because Christmas is the only time he will go to church. (He has that Catholic boy trauma)

-Helps Taylor make her little nativity scene so they can decorate the house.

-Can make a hell of a Nochebuena dinner 😌 everything so his mom and sis can have a good time (They really like his bacalao, tamales, and sometimes he makes rompope)

-prefers Spanish songs than English ones (El Burrito Sabanero goes hard/hj)

-his favorite flowers are Flors de Nochebuena :>

-if you got a gift from him Taylor picked it. (It's fair since he pays for it tho...)

Taylor

-She's SOOOOO GOOD AT DECORATING. She's amazing at detangling the lights LMAO When she's done with the tree, she makes it look like a work or art :>

-usually goes to mass with her mom even if she's not personally religious.

-Loves singing along to Christmas music and likes to go carolling!

-Loves giving gifts, and she really loves Secret Santa! She really likes making homemade gifts because a) it feels more heartfelt to her and b) they don't have a lot of money 😭

-Likes to make Rosca de Reyes, she really hopes she will get the little plastic doll baked in :D

Logan

-Mixed feelings about Christmas since it's a time where he gives a lot of thought to his faith (He got that queer religious trauma.)

-Goes to church with his grandparents every year even tho he has a lot of anxiety about it. His cookies are really popular at church tho :>

-Sugar fiend and bakes a lot. He loves hot chocolate, sugar cookies, Christmas pudding, all that jazz. Has a hard time picking gifts so he usually offers food! He likes fruitcake cuz he's weird like that.

-Really likes making the wreath they hang on the front door, it's like flower arranging. Puts up a lot of holly and a hidden mistletoe to surprise his grandparents ^_^

-Winter is usually a good time to stargaze, so before he met the gang, he'd stay up late to look at the sky. His grandpa usually gets him a better telescope each year :)

-he cooks gingerbread and with Taylor he likes to decorate a pretty little gingerbread house ❤️

-probably has a lot of really ugly Christmas sweaters haha, he gets cold easily!

#sbg #school bus graveyard webtoon #school bus graveyard #sbg (webtoon)#headcanons #aidlyn #(minor lol)#christmas

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Matilda

summary: Spencer finally knows all Yn’s past.

Warnings: Mentions of SA (sexual abuse) by a family member however it’s not specified. Crying, bits of angst.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x fem!reader.

this has been one of the hardest fics i’ve ever written. it might not be good enough, but it’s something i wanted to bring for @imagining-in-the-margins comfort fic challenge hoping it might bring someone out there a little bit of comfort. <3

i will not be adding my taglist as if i don’t know if they want to read this one.

Spencer knew that he couldn’t erase what was written in the past. He tried many times, different situations in his life, he tried to change it. He wondered if there were ways he hasn't figured out now that could just, with a movement, with words, he could just eliminate it. If it wasn’t possible from the past, at least from someone’s memory.

He mostly wanted it for himself, he wanted to erase the bad memories, he wanted to make it go away. He suffered so much throughout his life, he has felt helpless tons of times. But he has never felt as helpless as he feels now. Spencer never wished so much to erase someone's past until he met her.

He has never wished to wipe and erase something like this.

He wished he didn’t know body language. He wished he wasn’t a profiler right at this moment, he wished that he didn’t know without her having to speak it out loud.

The way she tried to stay as far away from him as possible, as she tried to run away from something. She was trying to run away from him, from that shadow. From that memory of a second that lingered for the rest of her life.

She told him, of course she did, she told him everything about her, from the beginning of her memories to the little things she remembered or saw during the day. He knew every single scar in her body, and the story behind them, but he didn’t quite think she’d have such a deep, unhealed scar quite like this one.

When he noticed the way she tried to hide herself, with Spencer, with his body. He wanted to cry, but anger grew in his body at all the sight of the man that one time hurt her.

The pain he felt for her, to think of her one time being so helpless and scared, hurt him deeply. She didn’t tell him that.

She didn’t tell him the story of what he did to her. He isn’t mad at that, he understands, of course he does.

He holds her hand under the table, softly stroking her knuckles with his thumb as the Christmas dinner happens right in front of him, with her family. But he can’t focus on everyone’s joy and happiness when he knows she isn’t completely joyful.

He tries to find an excuse to get her out of there as quickly as he can.

He remembers how she told him stuff, about her childhood, how some things that happened hurt her but he never thought of something like this.

He looks at her, while she smiles like it’s no big deal. While he sits on the other side of the table, and he talks as if he hasn’t done the worst thing imaginable.

He feels furious, but this isn’t about Spencer, this isn't about how much he hurts for her or how angry he feels, this is about her. He holds her hand, and makes sure she’s alright.

She notices, of course, a change in Spencer’s behavior. Perhaps even more protective than he was before, but she doesn’t pay attention to it.

As it starts to get later and later, and the party settles down, Spencer and Y/n say goodbye to everyone, to her family where he felt welcomed, but now a gut wrenching feeling settles on his stomach. It's like when you grow up, you realize all the things your parents once told you, weren't true. The tooth fairy isn't real, Santa Clause much less, It wasn't all happiness.

They make their way to the car, where she sighs, away from the thoughts, away from him.

Spencer looks at her with puppy eyes, hoping she’d speak, she’d say something. But she doesn’t. So he waits, as he drives to their home, where he knows he’d do anything in his power to protect her, to keep her away from all of it.

He smiled softly at her, knowing she'd tie up her hair and smile like it was no big deal.

They walked in the house while she giggled telling him stuff about the dinner they just had, asking him if he enjoyed it.

Spencer looked at her deeply into her beautiful eyes, ones he had seen so many times before, but this time it was different, not in a bad way, never in a bad way but rather of admiration, of proudness going through his veins.

He felt proud that she was still there, he wasn't happy that she had to go through all of that, but he was proud that she was there, right in front of him and then, he made a promise to himself. She would never have to go through anything harsh ever again. He's gonna protect her, he's gonna take care of her.

He smiled at her, and he brought her closer by her arms. She didn't make a sound, but Spencer knew she was confused. She hugged him back, nonetheless. He quickly put her head close to his chest, stroking her hair in the process.

She chuckled, “Don't take this in the wrong way, but, what is this for?”

He rubbed her back and spoke, “I know.”

She frowned, “You know what?”

“I know that, angel,” he emphasized.

Silence. Silence was all he heard and his heart started racing, thinking that maybe it wasn't the best way to approach the topic. Maybe he should have waited for her to tell him? Oh god, what if he ruined everything?

What if…

She snuggled closer to him, and he heard a muffled sob, against his cardigan, “I was gonna tell you, i promise i-i just didn't know how? I wasn't sure if you were gonna see me differently and-and-,” she rambled.

Spencer shook his head, “Shh, angel, it's alright. I'm not mad at you for not telling me. I promise,” he cooed, “There's nothing wrong. I just noticed it and I just couldn't not say anything. I'm sorry,” he sighed, bringing her impossibly close, “I do see you differently, but not in the way you think. Never in that way. I am proud of you, for being so strong. I'm sorry you went through all of that and if there's any other day you might wanna talk further about it, i'm always here to listen. I'm sorry you have to see him like that, my love.”

“Is how it's always been,” she shrugged as if it wasn't a big deal, “I-I wanna talk about it, but not right. I do enjoy the hug and the words of encouragement, though,” she softly chuckled. Trying to light up the humor.

He kissed the side of her head, “It wasn't your fault baby,” he whispered, knowing she never got those so desired reassuring words, “It wasn't your fault, it was his. No one else's, okay?” she nodded, and he continued, “I promise, you're not alone. I'm here to listen, to hold you, hell, even if you want me to put him in jail I will. But whatever you wanna do next it's all your decision. I will support you and stand right here next to you. I got you, I promise I got you.”

She cried silently, wetting his clothes, but he didn't mind, not even a little bit. He rubbed her back, his heart aching for her, and for knowing he couldn't take the pain and darkness away, but even if he couldn't, at least he'd stand there, in the darkest with her, holding her until she felt better.

“It's not your fault. You're here, with me, safe. He can't reach you here my love, I promise you that. And I, not only as your husband but as your best friend, I will not allow him to get close to you ever again.”

He held her, for the rest of the night. Whispering sweet nothings, and words of comfort into her ear, hoping, wishing and praying it would ease her pain a little bit, And in that night, when he saw her completely vulnerable, he fell in love with her even more.

#criminal minds #spencer reid #dr spencer reid #doctor reid #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x you #criminal minds fanfiction #spencer reid x fem!reader #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid angst #spencer x y/n #spencer x you #spencer x fem!reader #dr spencer reid fanfic #criminal minds angst #spencer x reader #mentioningmargins

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Author's notes: For @rhetoricalsoapbox for the Smile for Me Secret Santa 2023, it took me awhile to finish this as much as possible after my life been catching up.

I hope that the Russian accent is done justice here and thank you @sfmsecretsanta

"First Christmas with you." (College student! Boris Habit x Genderneutral Reader.)

Summary: You finally visit your boyfriend, Boris Habit in the holiday season after getting busy with other responsibilities in life.

Words: 1,500

Content warning: Abuse coming from family relatives(mentioned)

You knocked on the door of the house that belonged to your boyfriend. Assuming that since it's Christmas, he possibly has the most free time after all, being in college must have taken a lot of energy.

It doesn't take a while for him to open the door to reveal the restless giant green man with the hair silhouette for tree leaves.

“Ouh!! Ets… Ets uuuu!!” Without a moment, Boris pulled you into a tight hug before smashing your lips into his, it's been weeks since you haven't seen him during this break.

“Leet's com insid-e! I know u were com!” Dr. Habit smiles very wide as much as possible whenever it comes to you, despite it being Christmas currently, he doesn't seem to over-decorate it either.

Over the observations, there are his finished paintings hanging over the walls that are intentionally for the secret project he rambles on multiple occasions with you.

Dentistry isn't his choice, as if his parents can let him breathe for once. It doesn't make it any better that he's nowhere easy to comprehend his human needs.

Coupled with unfinished paper pieces over the ground, an incomplete living paper has the head shape of a pentagon.

“Remember zecret project em doing?” Boris asked playfully as the rest of the papers were scattered around the corners of the room, the paperwork in front of the couch, and the materials placed on the coffee table.

“There zhe esss!” Boris introduced the unfinished project enthusiastically in front of you.

“Ah! Incredible ” You were amazed at his extraordinary skills so far after the progress that's being made.

“Esnt Carla beautefull?" Boris fidgeted his fingers through the paper pieces he made that were intact with the rest of the body.

“Yes, she is!” You caressed the top of her head while observing the texture and Boris himself as there's ongoing worry building up in your stomach.

“Steel been vorkeeng on zhe rest uf zhem! “ Boris rambles at the speed of light, while you're catching up with it.

“Zhey buh-ries frooom atteeeen-dants, to! Zher lik my beeebies!!” He's at the high stakes of energy that he's going to implode at any moment.

“Does this mean that I also raise them?” You raised your eyebrow curiously, considering that it feels like this is how both of you start a family earlier

“Of course, wee can do et togedzher!” Boris chuckles faintly, as a result, he's getting more restless as this conversation goes by.

Meanwhile, It shriveled you up at the condition of his place where you noticed that he didn't look content. Under those circumstances, in this case, this looks recent with the way his plans have gotten in this state.

You turn around to notice the fragments of his broken cup over the floor, before scanning at the rest, additionally, you can also see the many plates at the sink.

Although it may be true that other responsibilities exist in life, besides needing to get a part-time job just to pay enough money for survival.

“Es dhere somedheng I said wrong?” Boris asked concerningly after the long silence.

“Are you okay?” You're fidgeting your fingers, noticing the tense eyes of your boyfriend who has been looking for every single thing he needs.

“Uh yes, Em owkay!” Boris replied shakily, something restraining him from responding properly.

“Boris, You trust me right?” You are reaching into his cheeks to caress them, your breath getting heavier at every moment you take.

Boris was shocked for a second, before looking down, just trying to come up with anything.

“Why didn't you say how bad it was?” You were noticing how severe his state is becoming.

He froze in place, his eyes widened from how he was able to make sense of this situation.

On the contrary, this is something he isn't always used to… Not even a one bit when he started dating you from the hassles back in college to this.

Boris wanted to make this work for once, he already failed at anything else and he's not going to screw this one either.

“Doont knov eef u are fene seeng me leke dis.” There have been overlapping thoughts through his mind, he wonders what you are going to feel about it.

“Does eveeerydhing matter anymore if em a boorden to you?” The tears are forming in his eyes, he's having a difficult time with his thought process on how to unfold them.

“Boris, no!” You leaned close to him before his body crumbled down right in front of you.

“Even if em a faeluuure? Everytheeng I do is uuuseless!” Boris started hyperventilating, furthermore, the emotional strain that's been haunting him everywhere he goes, every time he's almost as fine as he claims himself to be.

“I-I'll neeevor beee able to make theem happy! Everything I do is just a waste of teeme! They're not happy!” He brought the dead flower from his lab coat, hugging it with his palms towards his cheek.

“I don't theenk I'll do same to uuuhhh…” Boris sinks to his knees, a couple of thoughts are coming through his mind at the speed of light, the heaviness of the trauma, and the fact that he felt that he wouldn't be able to find solace in anything.

“Boris, Listen to me.” You circulate his shoulders to ease him down for a bit.

“You still matter...” Your eyebrows furrowed with your fingers intertwined into his.

“H-Hooow cooomes? It's noot leeke I chose dhis…”

“Everything about you is admirable, nothing can change that.” You are caressing his auburn hair curls that are wrapping around your fingers although he hasn't taken a shower, you don't care about it at all.

“Whatever your parents say doesn't define you. Boris!” Your eyes began soaking further, before planting a kiss over his forehead.

Boris suddenly hugs you tighter, not to the point of suffocation, in addition to this… He never gets to feel something new whenever it comes to vulnerability.

“There there, love.” You continue caressing his hair, holding him close that you both aren't going to let go for a long period.

“Pleease doon't leeave mee…” Your lover sniffles, he knows that you are all he has,

“Shhh, I'll stay here as long as you want…” It's been about an hour and a half together with the comfort that's being wrapped between you and Boris, Only the beautiful ambiance and the sweet melody you whisper as he listens.

You shifted your focus into your boyfriend's eyes as he's finally relaxed after the intense breakdown, Boris was almost embarrassed to show all of it but you didn't mind it in the slightest.

“Do you want hot cocoa with me?” You raised your head with curiosity before Boris formed a smile.

He agreed that hot cocoa causes him to feel warm inside whenever it comes to the sensation. It's an opportunity for both of you for longing intimacy.

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You were lying down on Boris’ chest while resting on the couch together, he was almost going to fall asleep from the amount of bliss he felt just being with you.

It's been intimate time between them, just drinking hot cocoa together.

“Lof?” Boris caressed the hair of his lover,

“Yes?” You glance at him curiously.

Boris sighed before opening his mouth.

“It's that when it's between us.” He gives a genuine smile, keeping that contact steady.

“Someedhing fulfeelled mee more dhan before.”

“Oh…” You shudder swiftly

“Soory, am foorward with zheese?”

“Nope.” You shake your head. “Well, I suppose that this special day must been this nostalgic for you.

“True enoough, et's something I've been lackeng in a wheele.” Boris takes a sip from his hot cocoa.

“I vanna espreess eveerytheng hov muuuch you bloomed my garden from the moment I saw you.” He leaned closer to you.

“Oh, Boris…” You were taken back by how passionate he gets, no matter how much he pulls this, it's always endearing to see him worship you.

“Ur only peerson vho has faeth en me, I make sure to neeever leet you down”

“There's been seeds being planted on how bright your future would become.” You grinned up at him.

“You mean so much to me, I'll never leave you alone… Boris Habit.” You hold him closer before nuzzling up to him.

Boris almost tears up from hearing almost every single thing you say as both of you are spending the night that makes his Christmas bring him joy. He's grateful for meeting you from the college, over time he grew to show something that Boris hasn't done to others.

He's formerly someone familiar with the certain emotions that pent him up but also reveals the majority of the ‘ugliest’ side that he's not comfortable with at first.

He's happy to love someone that will cherish him for who he is, rather than being dictated to by his parents to prevent him from making any change in his life cycle, new flowers growing in the fields.

#secret santa #smile for me game #s4m #boris habit #dr habit #x reader #dr habit x reader #Boris Habit x Reader #fluff #hurt/comfort #soft angst #college au

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