#i'm so embarrassed I could cry hah
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Be a good girl~
Disclaimer: Contains Daddy kink, Dom Uzui, Sub reader, Rough sex, some humiliation, degradation, size kink, brat taming, spanking, a bit of breeding kink
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Uzui didn't know how to explain it, but he's been craving for a bratty submissive to fulfill his desires. Suma, Makio and Hinatsuru were incredible women and he loved them with all his heart, but they weren't interested in being submissive in the bedroom, nor were they fans of rough, kinky sex and Uzui would never ask them to do anything they weren't comfortable with.
But his desire to fold a cutie underneath him and pound her till she was a crying, sobbing, blubbering mess- her ass red from his spankings, makeup running down her face as she begged Uzui to not force more orgasms onto her overstimulated body- wasn't something he could hide. So the four of them came to an agreement. His wives gave him permission to find someone who might scratch that itch for him, who'd be the submissive he needed. And the very day they had that conversation, Uzui met you. A couple of ranks below the Hashira but climbing the ladder pretty quickly, you were a formidable warrior oozing with talent and strength. You were one of the better fights in the corporation and he knew it was only a matter of time before you became a pillar. You were tasked with assisting him on a new mission to track down a dangerous demon. What was supposed to last till sundown was completed within a few hours, you and Uzui making a fantastic team. You tracked down the demon, avoided its traps and tricks and along with Uzui, the two of you cut off it's head. With time to spare and not having any other missions to finish, the two of you took refuge in the Wisteria inn.
After a nice soak at the hot springs, the two of you met up in your room to share some food and drinks. Cups clinked together as you both drank some nice sake, Uzui having convinced you to relax around him for tonight and to just enjoy yourself. Both of you dressed in soft, comfortable yukata's, the vibe quickly turned friendly as the alcohol allowed you to loosed up a bit around him.
"So, are you in a relationship with anyone?" Uzui asked you. "If I was, I wouldn't be in a room with you alone." you retorted. Uzui raised an eyebrow, "I have three wives you know and i'm in this room with you alone." "Oh yeah!" you said, having genuinely forgotten, feeling guilty for some reason, "I shall leave then. This might be seen as inappropriate-"
"Sit back down." Uzui ordered the second he saw you make a move to leave, smiling when you obeyed him, "My wives wouldn't mind. In fact, they've given me permission to pursue a fourth partner if I wanted to. So don't overthink it."
"Oh..." you said, not knowing what to make of that, "If you say so." Your heart skipped a beat over that news. You weren't blind to how ridiculously attractive Uzui was, the man a walking embodiment of sexy. He looked so good in his uniform but here, with his hair let down and wearing a loose Yukata, you had to avert your eyes more than once from his chest.
"So, assuming you had a partner, why did things end?"
"Huh? oh- uh- it's kind of embarrassing..."
"Hmm? Do tell~" Uzui said with a smirk, leaning back on an arm as he nestled his cup of sake in his hand, "I enjoy some gossip."
"Well, he..uh...he was kind of lousy in bed."
"Oh?"
"Yeah- like really bad. I don't think he made me satisfied even once."
"Oh, you poor thing." Uzui cooed as he took a sip, "That sounds frustrating."
"It was." You said with a nod, "Honestly, all the guys I've dated have been the same. And judging from the stories my other friends have told me, they face the same problem. Men just don't know how to please women."
"Well, I don't know what type of guys you've slept with," Uzui said with a smirk, "But I'm happy to say I do not lack in that department. You can't keep three wives without doing a satisfactory job."
"Hah! Yeah right." you said with a laugh, dismissing his brag, "I bet they're faking. Most men fail to satisfy one woman, let alone three."
"Perhaps. But I'm not most men." Uzui said, a twinge of annoyance in his voice over your bratty attitude, "with my stamina, it takes all three of them to drain my balls completely."
You hiccuped at his vulgar words, quickly gathering yourself before he could notice. Perhaps it was the alcohol that was making your bratty side come out, or maybe it was because of how comfortable you were around Uzui now, but either way, you couldn't control your tongue.
"Just because you have big muscles doesn't mean you have a big cock. And even if you do, I bet you don't know how to use it!"
"Oh yeah? And how are you so sure?" Uzui asked, "Pretty little thing like you- you wouldn't be able to last five minutes if I speared you on my dick."
"I bet I could handle you!" You said, hands on your hips, leveling Uzui with a glare.
"Really?" Uzui asked, a twinkle in his eye as he looked you up and down, heart skipping at the idea that he might have found someone to play with already, "You sound confident."
"I am." you said, puffing your chest out, an action Uzui enjoyed ogling at, "I bet I can rock your world and not even break a sweat! and I'd bet you'd not make me cum even once." Uzui laughed, a giant smile on his face before he patted his lap, legs crossed and inviting, "Come and prove it then."
"Wait- really?" you asked, not expecting that response. You were just teasing, hoping to annoy him a bit but- "Sure. Unless, you didn't mean it. Chickening out already?" the Hashira asked.
With a huff, your pride refusing to take a hit, you crawled over to Uzui and sat on his lap, your Yukata bunching a bit around your thighs as you straddled him.
"Feel that?" he asked, hands having a tight grip on your hips as he made you grind down against him. You bit down a squeal as you felt his hardness press against your core, gulping as you could tell how big he was even through the layer of clothing. You tried to keep level-headed, but Uzui could see right through your poor attempts.
"And you know what?" he asked, hands sliding from your hips to your ass, the man taking greedy handfuls of your pump skin as he groped you, making you gasp, "I'm only half hard~"
"L-Liar!" You said, unable to bite your tongue from responding. He already felt so big against you- and he was only halfway there?! Uzui laughed, before saying:
"Yeah? Why don't you check?" the man asked, quickly untying the sash around his Yukata before leaning back a bit on his arms, a look in his eyes that clearly meant he was challenging you. You gulped as the fabric started to move aside, giving you a generous peek of his sculpted torso. A big, wide body with washboard abs and big pecs, you had to stop yourself from drooling.
"What's wrong?" he asked, "Just going to keep looking? I thought you said you could handle me."
"I-I can!" You snapped, your pride not allowing you to back down, "You're so impatient."
Uzui's chuckle made the hairs on the back of your head prick up, a certain darkness to it. "You know, I'm keeping track of all the bratty comments you make. I can't wait till it bites you in the ass~"
"Sh-shut up!"
"That's another one~"
With a huff, you leaned forward against Uzui's leaning body, gulping as you gripped the folds of his yukata and pulled them apart, completely exposing his torso to you. Never being one to be so forward but also refusing to back down, you pressed you face against his neck and kissed it, your soft lips touching his fair skin. Uzui's groan of content could be felt on your lips as you slowly started kissing his body, a hand coming up to run up his abs. You slowly got more and more confident, your tongue peaking out to lick at his collarbone, your hips grinding down harder against his member. But your pride took a hit when Uzui suddenly started chuckling, making you frown and look up and him.
"Something funny?" you asked, annoyed.
"Yes. You. Kissing and touching me like a blushing virgin. Is this what you meant when you said you'd rock my world? Because if so, I'm not impressed."
You scoffed, cheeks heating up in embarrassment, "You- well excuse me for not being a whore like you-"
But before you could finish your sentence, one of Uzui's hand shot up, grabbed the back of your hair and pulled harshly, making you gasp as your neck was suddenly snapped back. "Watch that filthy mouth of yours." he said, cock twitching as he heard your gasps, "I think it's time I teach you who's in charge here."
"Y-you started it!" you gasped out, head paining from how he was pulling your hair, words hard to speak from how your neck was being stretched. Uzui simply clicked his tongue, "Still have an attitude. I'm afraid I don't have the patience to wait for you to move things along." His free hand expertly tugged at the sash of your yukata and ripped it off of you, making you gasp as your body was exposed to him, no time to feel shy as he tugged your head down and met you for a kiss. It was a greedy and feral lip lock, Uzui immediately massaging your tongue with his own, dominating the kiss effortlessly.
Maybe you did bite off more than you could chew.
But damn, if you weren't excited.
"I've been wanting to bend your bratty ass over my knee and teach you a good lesson every since you opened your mouth." Uzui growled as he bit your lower lip, making you yelp, "Telling me you'll rock my world when you blush like a virgin when you grind on my dick- how adorable."
"That's not- I-" you tried to protest, not knowing what you were protesting in the first place.
"Shut up." Uzui said, kissing you again before picking you up with one hand, your legs wrapped around his waist with his hand under your butt. "We're going to the bedroom." he said, easily carrying you towards said room, "It's time I teach you some manners. And remember, five minutes are on the clock."
Uzui got you to cum in three minutes.
Once he threw you on the bed, he ripped your Yukata off, followed by your undergarments, leaving you completely naked. He shrugged off the fabric he had on as well, his cock springing out of its confines and you swear you forgot how to breathe for a second.
How on earth did you have the audacity to joke that his dick wasn't big? It was a monster of a member, long and thick with heavy balls dangling between his legs. You gulped as he crawled onto the bed, looking down at you like a predator stalking its prey. He grabbed your legs and spread them apart, exposing your sex to him. Gripping you on the back of your thighs, he pushed you enough to make your body bend, your cunt exposed to him even more obscenely.
"U-Uzui-san!" you squealed, face red hot at the way he was staring at your cunt.
"Daddy."
"Wha-"
"You're going to call me Daddy." he explained, licking his lips as he leaned down, his mouth inching towards your sex, "and Daddy needs to prepare your tiny pussy to take his fat cock."
And that's how you experienced the fastest orgasm of your life. Within three minutes, Uzui was drinking down your cum, the man's mouth and tongue so expertly pleasuring you, it was a clear loosing battle. He laughed into your cunt as you came, the vibration making your body tremble even more as he ate you out, paying extra attention to your clit as he took the sensitive bud into his mouth and sucked so hard, it almost made you cum again.
Once you were down from your high, once he looked down on you as he wiped your juices off his lips- you knew you were fucked.
"So," he said, picking up the sash of your yukata from where he discarded it before wrapping it a few times around his hand and making a show of pulling it tightly to make a 'crack' sound, "Remember how I mentioned I want to take you over my knee?"
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"Say it."
"I- I don't w-want to-"
"Say it or I'll spank you all night."
With a sob, knowing full well he meant it, you had no choice but to relent, swallowing down your pride as you said:
"D-Daddy please stop spanking my n-naughty pussy!"
Head hanging upside down from how you were placed over Uzui's knee, the blood rushing to your ears almost made you miss the way Uzui groaned.
"Is your poor pussy in pain?" he cooed, petting said pussy. It was hot to the touch, your pussy lips dyed a bright red, matching your ass. A man of his word, he spanked you as punishment for your bratty behavior and comments, holding you still as he rained spanks down on your poor butt, your hands tied behind your back, unable to do anything about it. Once he was satisfied with marking up your ass, he spread your legs a bit and started spanking your pussy, laughing at the way you twitched and shook, your cries of pain only making his cock get harder.
He slapped your pussy again, making you squeal. "Answer me."
"Yes! Yes- m-my pussy hurts so much Daddy!"
"Aww, poor baby~" he said, raining tiny pats on your cunt repeatedly, not as hard but still enough to make your body tremble, "have you learned your lesson?"
"Yes Daddy!" you said with zero hesitation.
"Are you going to act like a brat again?"
"I won't, I p-promise! I'll be good-"
"That's my girl," Uzui said, cupping your pussy gently, the warmth of his hand against your sore, red cunt making you gasp, "But we're not done yet. Make sure you keep your promise, alright?"
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"U-U-Uzui-s-san! S-slow down p-please!" you squealed, voice jumping as Uzui jack-hammered into you, his hips practically a blur as he pounded your pussy. Fucking you from behind, he ignored your cries as he brought a leg up to better fuck you, laughing at your yelp and the way your pussy clamped around him.
"That's not my name," he growled, the grip he had on your hips bruising as he bashed his cock into your poor cunt, "What's. My. Name?" He spanked your ass three times to put emphasis on his words, your body jumping with each hit. Tears filled your eyes from the burn, no doubt a bright, red hand-print left behind on your already red skin. The burn of Uzui's hips slapping against you took your breath away, your poor spanked ass and pussy not getting a break.
"D-Daddy!" you cried out, eyes rolling to the back of your head as Uzui showed no signs of slowing down- if anything you felt his cock grow bigger inside you- "Daddy please- please- please slow down? P-Please!"
"Shhh, you can take it, right?" Uzui said, snickering as a hand grabbed the back of her head and pushed, smothering your face against the mattress, "Didn't you say you could handle me? Where'd your fight go?"
Your sobs were muffled by the cloth, his grip on your head unrelenting. You gripped the bed-sheets so hard veins were popping out on your hands, hands no longer tied up, your tears soaking into the mattress. The lack of air only made your body get even more sensitive, your pussy clamping down harder against Uzui's fat cock.
"You were such a fucking brat-" Uzui growled, feeling the familiar knot in his abdomen start to tighten, "Talking such big- fuck that's good- such big game! Saying you could take me- but look at you now. Pathetic~"
He gripped your hair and pulled, ignoring your cry of pain as your neck snapped back, your body following the movement until you were upright on your knees, Uzui's firm body pressed against your back. With a laugh, he let go of your hair only to then catch you in a choke-hold. His huge biceps pressed against your neck, restricting your airways, the man snickering at your feeble attempt to grab him. You were held up by his arm around your throat and his cock slamming against you, completely at his mercy, as you were the entire night.
"I like them pathetic~" Uzui growled into your ear before giving your lobe a bite, pulling on it with his teeth, making you squeal. Your face was turning a bright red, your mouth wide open and eyes rolling to the back of your head. The force of his thick member splitting apart your poor pussy combined with the warmth of his body behind you and the tight feeling of his arm against your neck- you never felt like this before:
Completely and utterly fucked.
You had already cum three times, the man fingering you to your orgasm after he spanked you and fucking you to climax out when he stuffed you with his cock.
Being wrong never felt so good.
His hips kept working into you, the slap of his balls against your cunt so obscene, you could still hear it despite the blood flowing around your head. One hand gripping his biceps while the other went back to grab at his thrusting hip, you held on for dear life, thoughts leaving your head as you sunk into a mental state where all you could think about was Uzui.
"Ooh~ That's what I like to see~" Uzui groaned, the expression on your face making his sadistic side purr in happiness. Seeing you completely fucked out and at his mercy- this is what he needed- this is what he craved.
"Fucked the brat right out of you, didn't I?" the man said, reveling in his accomplishment, "What was it you said to me? I can't satisfy one woman, let alone three? Hmm? Hmm?"
With a slap to your thigh, you yelped as Uzui's free hand went between your legs, his rough finger starting to twirl your clit around. "Daddy- no- too sensitive!" you pleaded, body twitching underneath his hold as you felt spikes of pleasurable pain run through you as he toyed with your sensitive bud, "Please- i'm sorry! I'm- ah- sorry!"
"Sorry for what?" Uzui growled, pinching your clit so hard it made you scream, "Be specific you naughty little brat!"
"I'm sorry f-for making fun of you!" you confessed, "Sorry for saying you're not g-good in bed- you're amazing- fuck- ah- ah!"
"All it takes is some cock to get to behave, hmm?" Uzui snarled.
"Daddy- i'm gonna cum- can I cum? Please?" you begged, knowing well from last time that he expected you to ask for permission. "Go ahead." Uzui said, hand working your clit even faster, "Greedy slut. Cumming four times while Daddy hasn't even cum once. You better make it up to me."
He chocked you even harder, veins popping in his muscles as he took your breath away, literally. The lack of air made your body go into overdrive, face red as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. Within seconds, you squirted all over his cock, the first time you ever experienced that, liquid gushing out of your pussy, dripping down both your bodies before seeping into the mattress. Uzui held your trembling body down, letting out a cheeky whistle as his hips didn't relent, fucking your orgasm for every single drop.
"Fuck! That was so fucking hot!" Uzui said with a laugh, "You're going to do that again." You could do nothing as he pushed you back onto the bed, your limbs having no strength to hold you up as you fell flat on your stomach, just lying down on the bed. But that seemed to be what Uzui wanted, the man following you as he lied down on top of you and started fucking you pro bone. You sobbed as his cock somehow went even deeper, slamming against your womb mercilessly. The weight on his body on you coupled with the ravenous feeling of his member fucking you within an inch of your life almost made you black out.
"Daddyyy!" you cried out, tears streaming down your cheeks as your pussy was pounded, "C-Can't cum anymore- please-" You probably said 'please' more time tonight that you had in your entire life. "You think you're done?" Uzui growled, hips not loosing their rhythm as he chased his pleasure, your pussy so wet and hot, he had to focus real hard to not climax immediately. It was only thanks to his training as a demon slayer that he could last this long- his breathing techniques allowing him to delay his orgasm as much as possible. If he was a normal man, no doubt he would have came ages ago. But it was thanks to his trained body that he could keep going which was good, because he wasn't done punishing you.
"No. You're done when I say so, understand?" You sobbed as a response. "You're done when I empty my balls inside this perfect pussy of yours and breed you- got it?" "Y-Yes Daddy." "That's a good girl. Don't pass out on me now, alright? I'll keep fucking you anyway."
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You woke up the next morning, every inch of your body in pain and sore, especially your pussy which took load after load of Uzui's cum. You lost count how many times you came, the rest of the night being a blur and you remembered nothing but him breeding you. At some point he caught you in a mating press and fucked you so hard you swore you temporarily blacked out, waking up only to feel him fill your womb up again.
You sat up on the bed, looking to the side and scoffed at your reflection in the nearby mirror. You looked like a mess. Exhaustion was clear on your face, your eyes sunken from the tears you cried, hair a mess and your naked body littered with bite marks and hickies. You looked at your partner, the man looking the complete opposite. Silky white hair draped over his pillow, his skin clear and glowing with a soft smile on his handsome face.
You had an urge to smack his pretty face, annoyed at how much he wrecked your body despite the fact that you enjoyed every second of it. He truly brought out something in you and it was scary- but damn it was fun.
Deciding to listen to your intrusive thoughts, you raised your hand up to smack him, when he suddenly opened his eyes, greeted to the image of you with your hand raised. Thinking quickly on your feet, you gulped and blinked your eyes as you slowly brought your hand down to cup his cheek lovingly, rubbing it sweetly like that was your plan all along.
"...Because I wrecked your body last night, I'll let this slide." Uzui said, grasping your hand with his own before placing a gentle kiss on it, "But I won't be so nice next time."
"So there's gonna be a next time?" you asked with a smile, plopping down against his broad chest.
"Of course." Uzui said, running a gentle hand through your hair, "You belong to Daddy now."
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Unfortunate Love
Yandere childhood friend x taken GNreader
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Finn took a deep breath, a poor attempt to loosen his nerves. He had all reasons to be nervous, he was finally getting to see his long-time best friend after so many years. While they did speak on the phone and spent hours sending texts back and forth between their devices, it was nothing compared to the real thing. The blonde's felt his heart thump loudly against his chest, reminding him of all those moments in their youth when he was painfully in love with his friend and they had no clue.
Hah, they still don't! (Y/n), his bestie who doesn't know how they make him feel every time they speak. (Y/n) who had no idea of the lovesick gazes he would send them whenever they weren't looking. (Y/n) who was oblivious to his feelings for years, somehow never realising despite it staring them straight in the eyes. (Y/n) who remained clueless to his despair the day they announced their relationship. (Y/n) who never saw him on the floor in his room, covered with snot and ears, desperately crying for them.
Finn dubble checked his phone to make sure he was at the right address, it would be embarrassing to hype himself up only to be met with an old lady in the doorway. Geez, he knew (Y/n) would laugh their ass of if that happened and he'd rather not be ridiculed during their first reunion in so long. He smiled at the thought, god how he loved that laugh.
His friend always complained they hated it, but he found it cute and always reassured there was nothing to be ashamed of, even if they sounded like a 'dying-elephant-choking-on-its-own-trunk-while-having-a-cold-and-birthing-a-new-elephant.'
After just a few seconds after knocking on the wooden frame, the door swung open and he laid eyes on the most important person in his life.
"Oh my god, Finn!" You exclaimed in joy at the sight. "I haven't seen you like this in ages. It's great that you could come, I can't wait to show you everything I've told you about."
He giggled at your enthusiasm, it was always like this, you lifting him up and making him see the beauty in things he would otherwise pay no mind to.
You pulled Finn inside your apartment, excited to exhibit your home to him. "We've gotten a bunch of plants- to make the air in here fresh you know- and even started our own little plantation on the balcony. There are lots up on the roof, too. It's accessible to everyone in the building so we're not the only ones doing this. Oh, and there's a pool you can use! It's awesome for parties."
As the blonde man was getting sucked into your babble, one word in your speech painfully stuck out to him: We. Oh, right. He almost forgot. Your not alone living in this home.
"(Y/n), have you seen the wine? I wanted to bring it out for when- oh!" Finn looked passed you and saw a tall, handsome brunette make his way around the corner and meet eyes with him. "Why didn't you say he arrived already?" He chuckled and wrapped his arm around your waist. "Trying to make me look bad, are we?" Your boyfriend teased you.
You slapped his arm, "Of course not, just got a bit caught up in the conversation, Eric. And I put the wine in the second box in the fridge, it's behind a bunch of other stuff so it's hard to see."
"Haha, okay, was getting panicky there." Eric stepped forward to properly greet his guest. "Hey, I'm Eric as you probably already know."
"Finn." He responded dryly, but if the other man noticed, he didn't express it. Or perhaps he simply didn't care.
"It's fun to meet one of (Y/n)'s old friends, I know you two go way back." Ushering his partner's childhood friend further inside, he spoke, "I hope the trip wasn't too much of a hassle, wouldn't want this to be of any trouble for you."
Of course it wasn't any trouble, Finn wanted to snap. But he wasn't dumb enough to do that. He understood what would happen if he acted upon his feelings.
“No, there were no issues.”
The three of you sat down in the living room, pouring the liquid evenly and getting the conversation started. Finn found himself multiple times wanting to throw your partner against the wall. It was so unfair. Everything was. Why did Eric get to live with you and he didn't? He knew you way better than your own boyfriend. You two have been together since you were crawling around in diapers. What could possibly beat that?
He was there when you lost your first tooth. He was there when you first learned to ride a bike, when you got that job at the ice cream shop in the plaza, and moved out of your parents house. All the important moments in your life, he had been present. And what the hell has Eric done except watering some plants with you? It was laughable. Anyone could see he was not worthy of being your boyfriend. Finn would do anything for you and he doubted the same could be said for Mr. Gardner.
A part of him was ashamed at the unethical length he was willing to go, but on the other hand those feeling were washed away when he saw you beaming at him. It was all worth it if it was for you.
You and Eric were retelling funny stories of your time in the city while Finn was writhing in envy, glaring slightly in the other man's direction, not that you noticed of course. Dinner rolled around and you served your friend with great eagerness, you have been working on your culinary skills for a while now and it was time to see if the work had payed off. The brunette had endured as your Guinea pig and said it tasted good, but you insisted the true test was giving the food to someone else.
"How is it?"
Finn gasped for added affect, "It's amazing (Y/n)! You're a fantastic chef, this is definitely the best meal I've ever had." He praised, and your ego nearly boosted through the roof.
Your cheeks dusted a light pink. "Haha, well thanks. It's not that good, but I appreciate it."
The blonde man simply smiled in content. The truth was, the dish was in fact not that good. It wasn't bad by any means, however it wouldn't win any award. The past was cooked too long and the sauce had a burnt taste to it. Despite all these factors, it was without a doubt the best meal he ever had. Because it was something you had made for him with your own hands. Even the ingredients were ones you'd grown by yourself. (Partly with your sweetheart's help, but Finn pretended not to know.)
You really were his true love. Which is why it is so sad. He wasn't sure if he could love anyone other than you. After he found out about your relationship status the young man tried to make himself like someone else; not everything works out the way we wish them to and he was therefore forced to live with his unrequited love.
"Actually, there's another reason we wanted you to visit." You joyfully mentioned. "It's pretty important."
Your friend chewed his food and gave you a nod, signaling you to continue your speech. He wondered what is was. It appeared to be a big deal, but he assumed it wasn't anything bad judging from your happy expression, one that was mirroring the brunette's. A dreadful feeling formed in his gut. He didn't like this.
"Well," you started, coyly. "Me and Eric have been dating for a long time now, and we want to take the next step in our lives together."
No, he really didn't like where this was going.
"So, we made the decision to-" you could barely contain your smile, " get married!"
Something in him shattered. Married? You? To someone else. Fuck, he wanted to cry. But that would definitely set you off into a worrying mess, something he'd rather avoid. No, no , no, he thought. It can't be! Although he tried to contain his emotions as best he could, it appeared som e of it slipped passed the mask.
"Hey, you good man?" Eric asked.
This comment attracted your attention, "Huh, are you not feeling well, Finn?" Fretting over his condition only served to worsen the situation, reminding him of what he couldn't have.
In the end he had to excuse himself and lie that he did feel a bit sick, and that he had been for a while but thought he would be fine after a while. You were sad that he had to leave so soon and wished him well. Escorting him to the door, you said to him, "Sad you're not 100% top today."
"Ehehe, yeah...." he awkwardly scratched the back of his head. Technically it wasn't a lie, he did want to go and bury himself in a corner, though it was for other reasons entirely.
"Are you sure you don't want to spend the night here, it's no problem?" Oh how good willed you were, offering up space in your home to stop your friend from having to spend money on a hotel. Normally he'd love to spend the night, this time however, he didn't believe it to be a wise idea for any of you.
"Yeah I'm sure. I'll just get a hotel room not far away and then I'll drive back home tomorrow."
"Okay, maybe we can hangout before you go if you're better tomorrow?" You asked hopefully. "Just you and me like old days."
This made him smile. Just you and him. That sounded good. He agreed to your request and hugged you goodbye for the night. You waved to him from the window when he'd made his way outside and into his car. Watching Finn drive away, you felt a hand sneak itself around your waist.
"Think he'll be alright?" A deep voice sounded from behind you.
"Yes, it'll be all fine. Nothing a goodnight's rest can't fix." You assured. Though, something about your friend's reaction didn't sit right with you. He should be over the moon of your engagement, he seemed nothing like that. If anything, he looked...pained?
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Back in the car, the volume from the speakers were loud enough to burst one's eardrums. But that didn't matter the the driver. No he had a lot more to think about. The blaring music did nothing to ease the pain or distract him, which left him misrable.
Why the hell did you have to get engaged. Couldn't you have been fine as it was. Now, it was more serious than ever. In the beginning, he had actually hoped that you would eventually break up. That wouldn't happen now. Now it was legit. Legal papers and documents and everything. What was next on the list, kids?
Finn heaved a heavy breath, releasing a mix between a gurgle and sob. Tears streamed down his cheeks and he slowed the vehicle to a stop by the deserted road. The darkness kept people from seeing his sorry state; not that there were any out to begin with. Slamming his fist on the dashboard, he yelled his pain.
Why do love hurt so much?
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"Look." Daniel held up the trap. Inside a small brown animal was quivering and running from side to side in the metal trap. "Mice."
El'ama peered closely at the small creature. "It's cute."
"Yeah, they are. But they're pretty destructive and they can bring disease with them. We're going to have to do something about them."
"How did they get here?"
"Oh, they've been following close behind humanity from the beginning. I'm sure a few snuck aboard from a ship." Daniel looked at the mouse. "I dunno. We could put out more traps, but maybe some cats instead?"
"Cats?"
"Yeah, predator from Earth. Small mammal, furry, pointy ears with a tail. They've been with us for millennia. They're good hunters. They've been following people just as long as the mice, earning a keep as mousers.
El'ama looked at Daniel, back to her tail, touched her ears and looked again at Daniel and flicked her ear.
Daniel got flustered. "I-I don't know! I don't think you really look that much like a cat, h-here, here's a photo of them." He got out his pad quickly and showed her a photo.
El'ama was amused at his embarrassment, and she looked at the photos. "Yeah, okay, they're not exactly the same as us, but it's really odd that you have a predator on your planet that looks a little like us that you keep as a pet."
"Pets? Hah! They don't think so. It's more like the cat chooses their human."
"What?"
"Oh yeah, there's evidence that they pretty much domesticated themselves. When around people and raised by people their vocalizations sound a little like a baby's cry - to better get our attention and to have us attend to them. They also tend to pick a human and just...go live with them. You'll be walking around, and as you walk into your house, a cat will scoot behind you and well, now a cat lives with you!"
"That's amazing." El'ama said. "Okay then, how do we get some?"
"Honestly? I'm not sure. They're usually just like, there. I'll ask around, make some calls."
A few weeks later the Starjumper On Point made a call at the joint Human/K'laxi starbase. Onboard, in addition to the regular contingent of crew and passengers and cargo were two small crates.
The crates were meowing.
Daniel and El'ana were waiting at customs. "They're here!" Daniel ran up to them as they were wheeled off the umbilical. "Who are my new fluffy employees? You are! You are!"
The crates gave a warning growl.
El'ama looked inside. When her face was even with the crates, the cats inside shrank back.
"I think they're scared of me."
"They're cats. They're just nervous about a new situation. Let's take them back to the office and let them get used to things."
Back at the office, Daniel let the cats out and they wandered around the office, sniffing and looking at everything.
"Do they....do anything else?" Eliana said.
"Like I said, they're cats. They do everything in their own time. I've got their water and food bowls set up, and they have a litter box over in the closet and toys and blankets."
"And they'll take care of the mice?"
"If they feel like it yeah."
"IF THEY FEEL LIKE IT?"
"El'ana, they're cats."
The largest cat, who was all black and very plush came over to the K'laxi and rubbed against her legs.
"Awwww, Inky likes you! Give her a pet on the head."
El'ana bent down and gently touched the cat between the ears. They raised their head up and started making a breathy rumble.
"What's that noise?"
"She's purring! That means she's content, or she likes you. Good work!"
El'ana sat down at her desk and the large black cat jumped into her lap and promptly fell asleep.
"So, what do I do now?" she whispered.
"Oh, you don't have to whisper. But she's sleeping, we can't wake her! I'll bring you something to drink and your pad. You'll just have to wait it out."
El'ana flicked an ear. You're sure they'll help us with our mouse problem?"
"Eh, pretty sure. Cats are great anyway."
#humans are deathworlders#humans have pets#cats are pretty great#humans are space orcs#humans are space capybaras#humans are space oddities#writing#scifi writing#worldbuilding
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My Fallen Apple
Lucifer X Reader
Chapter 2
You end up staying in hell a bit longer. Wanting to get to know the real Lucifer better, even against his own pleading! He didn't want you to see how bad his kingdom really was, but you didn't care.
You wandered the halls of his palace and stopped in front of a painting. It had three very beautiful blondes in it. One was Lucifer himself, the other you guessed was his wife, a very beautiful demon of some kind given the horns. But who was the younger girl then?
“Who is that?” You asked, and he looked sad and sighed.
“My wife and daughter. Lilith and Charlie.” You look over at him, noticing the longing in his gaze.
“You said before she's been gone for seven years? What about your daughter?” You regret your words when more pain crosses his face. But he immediately tries to hide it with the fakest, biggest grin you've ever seen.
“Oh, hah! Char char is too busy to spend time with her old man these days! Busy with an important passion project of hers! I'm so proud of her.” The forced cheer was replaced with a note of something genuine in that last sentence. So you picked up that he did love his daughter, genuinely. But there seemed to be distance between them… you kept yourself from asking, you'd made him cry enough for one day.
“Well, do you have a passion project? Something that keeps you busy?” His eyes lit up genuinely, and it was breathtaking.
“Do you like ducks?” …
“I'm.. sorry?” You weren't sure you heard right. Did he really just say, “did you say Ducks?” He blushed and looked away.
“I uh, take that as a no then.”
“No! I mean, I do! I just wanted to make sure I heard you right. I think they're cute!” You couldn't bear hurting him again, you'd say anything to get that sparkle back! He looked back at you, a glimmer of hope hidden behind embarrassment.
“Really?” You nod vigorously!
“Really!” He smiles softly and holds out a hand.
“Then come with me. I'll show you my workshop.”
You take his hand, it's warm and comforting, fitting nicely into your own. He leads the way down a few halls before stopping in front of the door and unlocking it.
“No one's been in here with me since… Well, you're the first in a long while.” Suddenly, you feel a bit nervous. This feels… intimate in a way. A side of Lucifer possibly only seen by his wife and daughter. And now you, too.
He opened the door, and you're immediately overwhelmed by the color yellow! He confidently walks in and you follow close behind. You've never seen so many rubber ducks in all your life! Or death for that matter.
“I… so many…” You pick one up that has a tophat and cane, and it does a little dance in your hands. Lucifer watches, holding his breath to see your reaction. You smile wide and laugh, “oh my god, that's so cute!” He lets out his breath in one loud go, he's more relieved than you can imagine. He then puts on a more genuine grin.
“Well! Then you're gonna love the rest of my collection, they all do crazy shit! Oh, uh, avoid that pile over there though, those one breath fire and have knives and other dangerous things.” He pointed to the far corner. You make a note to avoid those ones and the two of you spend the next hour going over all the ducks he's made…
Except by the time you're halfway through one pile, you realize it's been way longer than an hour! The sun has set and the stars are coming out.
“Oh fuck, how long have I been here?! Everyone's gonna panic! I gotta get home to my friends.” Lucifer's face drops as you say this.
“O-oh… right, you don't belong here. You have a family to get back to… don't you?” He then tries to cheer up, “well hey, thanks for making my day! It's genuinely been the best one I've had in… a- a while.” You look at this sad little duck loving angel, how could heaven ever get rid of such a cutie?!
“I'll come back.” His face lights up with shock.
“Wha-”
“If you'll allow it, I'll sneak out and come visit once a week. We can organize the ducks and have lunch.” He looks at you like you're the answer to his prayers.
And hey, maybe prayers do make it out of hell after all…
“Yes! Please do! I'd- I'd love that! Oh wait, here!” He dove into a pile of ducks, digging around in the squeaking pile for a full minute before emerging with a single green duck with a turtle shell on its back. “For you. It's not perfect but…” You take it with a smile and hug him tight.
“It IS perfect. Just like you… thank you for such a fun day Lucifer. I'll see you in a week.”
He hugs back, and blushes. A week was going to feel like an eternity of waiting for both of you…
But, leave you must. He gives you his phone number and helps you get back up to heaven. Once there, you text all your friends that you're fine, and say you just spent the day alone at home because Adam was an asshole when being rejected, and you needed alone time afterwards. You hoped everyone would believe you and that he didn't tell anyone about what happened.
If they found out you spent the day in hell… Well, there'd definitely be consequences. Like not seeing Lucifer again! And you couldn't have that.
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Hi! I could do a Lee Giyuu, Ler Sanemi but a moment after the final battle (you can refer to the image of them 2 that you uploaded before) please
Waaah!!! Of course!! (Kinda inspired)
Warning: This fanfic contains tickles. Also remind them that I don't speak English, so if they find any errors, let me know to correct it. I hope you like it!
Lee: Giyuu Tomioka
Ler: Sanemi Shinazugawa
'I can't believe it's all finally over... A world without demons is something I didn't think could happen and if it did, I'd be dead by then..' 'Hey, don't say that. But you're right, everything finally ended... All thanks to everyone's efforts, although I would have liked none of our partners to have died', Sanemi and Giyuu looked at each other and looked at the sky again.
'I wish my sister was here to see this. I had friends, I got married and I'm happy again....', Giyuu turned so that Sanemi wouldn't see him cry, but it was in vain, Sanemi could hear his sobs
'Yu-yuu! Don't cry!', Sanemi turned his boyfriend around and placed him on his lap, making sure he was comfortable and comforted him, although he cried with him, he also wanted his family to be with him and see his happiness, but he knew what they were seeing from heaven.
'Better? Eh?', Sanemi smiled, Giyuu had fallen asleep, so he placed him gently on the grass and stroked his head
He didn't know how much time had passed, but maybe it was an hour, Sanemi got annoyed. They had arranged to have lunch with Tengen and he hadn't arrived, fucking oversized rock, Sanemi whispered.
'Yuu, how about we go back home? I think Tengen won't come, let's wake up', Sanemi gently moved his boyfriend but he didn't wake up or was what he wanted to pretend, Sanemi could see a smile on Giyuu's face, he wasn't asleep
'Ohh so why are you pretending to be asleep? Come here Giyuu!' 'Wahahait! Nehehemi! Cohohohome on!', Giyuu tried to curl up into a ball when Sanemi decided to gently and playfully squeeze his hips
'Stohohop! Tehehengehehen cahahan come!' 'That oversized rock won't come and if it did come it would join me!', Sanemi didn't remember when was the last time he tickled him, no wait, he remembered it, it was before he left and got to the field.
'I had forgotten how fucking ticklish you were! Hmmm.. let's see, where else are you ticklish?' 'Hehehe! Nehehehemi!! Gyahahahaha!!', Giyuu tried to stop Sanemi but, he could only catch one hand, you know what I mean...
Sanemi teased Giyuu, mentioning some place and tickling him in that place, laughing and enjoying how his boyfriend covered his embarrassed face with his sleeves. For Sanemi, that expression was priceless and he knew that Giyuu didn't care much but was embarrassed by it.
'You are upset? Come here!', Sanemi picked up Giyuu and once again sat him on his lap, lovingly kissing his neck as his fingers slid over his ribs.
'SHINAZUGAWA PLEASE!! IHIHIT TIHIHICKLEEEES!! WAHAHAHA!!! STAHAHAHAP!!! OHOHOHO GOHOHOSH!!! ENOUGH!! Nemi please!', Sanemi stopped and looked at Giyuu, gently caressing his cheeks and wiping away his tears of happiness.
'Ahh~ you're so mean...' 'Hehehe, I couldn't help it.' 'Did I tell you or not that they are adorable?' 'Eh?!', Sanemi and Giyuu looked behind them, Tengen was leaning against a tree while smiling.
'Am I interrupting something?' 'Hah?! We were waiting for you almost 2 hours! Where were you?!' 'I was with the Ubuyashiki and then I went to visit the Kamado siblings, I guess I didn't calculate the time. But, I guess you guys didn't care, right?', Giyuu and Sanemi were embarrassed, Sanemi would kill Tengen after that picnic, he definitely would.
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Welcome to demon school iruma - kun
Characters Asmodeus
I need help with my life choices. "Hello, darkness my old friend...I'm here to unhappily see you again"
(Also, im going to do this seperate so go to part 1 to see the others when im done or just go to my master list, and the setting of this is where they are in college; etc.)
[This is the settings where they are in college or as young adults]
Part 2 (smut) your here!
Part 1
Reader is: "bold"
Asmodeus~♥︎
"M– master!"
"Hm? Yes Asmodeus dear?"
His heart fluttered although soon enough lust filled him when you tugged and continued to play with his chest. "I'm n- hngh...not a girl.."
(I feel like this is more male than female but I assure you I'm trying to make both genders :D)
" plea– ahh! I- I want more, please...master?"
His legs are trembling, and his knees goes weak. You slowly kissed his neck, trailing down to his stomach. His breath hitched as you played with his chest. He tried muffling his moans but failed after you started grinding. You took off his pants, as now he doesn't have anything to cover himself.
He tugged your sleeve, "it feels embarrassing to be the only one naked..." You chuckled.
F! Reader
You took off your shirt as he watches. "You know you can touch it right?" He widens his eyes, but quickly put them in his mouth to muffle his moans as you stroke his cock. He squirmed, you took a hand full of hair and tug it to make him face you. He whines, struggling to go back until you bit his neck. He arched his back, you knew he was close by how loud he was but you decided to stop, edging him. His face fills with shock then desperation, crying lightly.
"You think I'll let you go that easy, pretty boy?"
Shocks of pleasure go through him, he could just cum right there, by your words. 'Pretty boy' as the words that came out of your mouth repeated in his head until he snapped back to reality and sees you on top of him. You slammed down, earning a loud, lewd moan. He covered his flustered face with his hands as he take a peek at your beautiful figure. You took away his hands from his face. "Be a good boy and don't hide from me."
He listened. You slammed back down, repeating without him getting used to such pleasure. It was fun to see him ruined like this, eyes rolling, drool dripping to his neck. He was a moaning mess.
It's been hours, his puffy eyes as he begs you, well now he can't even think to know what he was begging. Finally, his pleas were answered as you continued. He was whimpering since his throat was to soar from screaming.
"C- cuming— Please!– hngh!"
His eyes rolling, arching his back as he came. He would've thought he was dead until you started going again. His eyes widen as he throws his head up, sensitive from his last orgasm and edging.
"N- no More~! Pleashe, too much!— AHhH~! Hah-"
His words started to be less clear
"I promise I'll be gentle..♥︎" (you didn't)
The next day, his legs were stable, just sometimes a little trip or stumble. He did what he usually do although he would look away blushing and pouting [you didn't keep your promise of being gentle with him last night] whenever you were in the same room. It seems that the room is only hot for him. Wonder why.
M! Reader
"No, i- it's fine! I can do it!"
It's quite cute seeing him filled with such determination doing such...things
He put lube in his finger and inserted in him. He flinched how cold it was, whining by the contact of it. Now he felt himself heating up when he noticed you were looking at him, watching like you were gonna eat him up!
"Oh? You stopped. Don't mind me, continue. Just pretend I don't exist"
Your words weren't really encouraging but he did continue. He inserted another then another
He pushes your chest down and you let him do as he please. He took down your pants seeing your hard cock spring out. Now he thinks if three fingers are really enough? He felt your hands slithering to him, putting a blindfold on him. He whined but did nothing.
He takes hold of your cock, slowly getting used to your size. He hopes that was all, it wasn't but he doesn't need to know. You twist him around, his back on your chest. He tried turning around but you stopped him.
"Why not look in front of you instead of pouting?"
You took his blindfold off, and he was flustered. Seeing him sitting on your lap, squirming how it's so lewd seeing him like this, and your cock is only halfway in....halfway? He became more redder when he realized it. You slammed into him, putting your full length while he choked on a moan, tongue rolling out as his brain turned into mush. He leaned near your neck. Whimpering at the pain and pleasure of being stretched out by you.
"You know, I feel quite tired, why not you work for it?~" You teased.
You widen your eyes seeing him starting to bounce on your cock. He felt his arms and legs give out, the only thing stabling him is your hands on his waist. He whimpered, trying his best to pleasure you! Please call him a good boy, won't you?
"Please, it feels- hgn...not as good as you do it [name!]" He whined as he turned around and laid on your chest.
He actually said your name, maybe you should reward him for being so good ♥︎
You picked him up and put him on the bed, thrusting quickly making him moan. He gripped the sheets trying to not fall off, he blushed at the lustful sounds he makes but soon pleasure takes over him as he is almost at his climax.
"[Name], please cum in me! I want your cum!"
He put his arms over your neck as you started to pick up the pace, you two came soon after.
"Let's have a few more rounds, don't you agree?"
He gulped as hearts formed in his eyes. The next day he could not walk. He was carried by you everywhere, the class was worried for him. If only they knew the cause of it ♥︎
#iruma kun asmodeus#asmodeus x reader#asmodeus x you#asmodeus x male reader#asmodeus x female reader#asmodeus alice#asmodeus alice x reader#asmodeus alice x you#welcome to demon school iruma kun#asmodeus smut#asmodeus alice smut#sub asmodeus#sub asmodeus alice#sub asmodeus x reader#sub asmodeus x dom reader#smut#part 2#part 2 is here!
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Self-Image: How comfortable is the Timekeeper in her own skin?
This is purely speculative and more of a list of questions to consider. Food for thought!
Considerations
Scars
How does she feel about the scars on her back? (And scars in general cause I'm sure she has them but they aren't mentioned canonically unless they magicked them away with arcanum antics)
Is she self-conscious about her scars on her back or is it because she doesn't want to make feel people feel uncomfortable?
Is it one of the reasons she always wears long pants and long sleeves, or is that just a fashion choice?
Causal Nudity
This one seems silly but if you've lived with or stayed with other people, things happen. Someone walks into your room without knocking. You forgot to bring your towel. Your working on something and your clothes ride up, get torn, etc.
There are some people who could confidently strut around naked as the day they were born and others who lay awake at tonight 3 years later and get embarrassed by the memory of being walked in on. The there are also people who are apathetic to the whole thing and don't see to care. They won't leave the room undressed but they don't mind if someone walks in on them either.
I'll be honest, I can't see her in the first one and Sweetheart is probably a better example. For those who don't know her, these are some of her lines:
"Hmm... hah... a silk robe? Thank you, but I don't want it. Dress me up with Chanel No.5 (perfume). Only that is my nightwear." (Vertin trying to make her stop sleeping nude. It didn’t work.)
Now, you could say this is Vertin being uncomfortable with other people's nudity but it could also be her playing the part of Suitcase Dad and making sure the little ones (or anyone for that matter) aren't exposed to things they didn't sign up for. However, my question is more about Vertin herself. This exmaple is just to paint a picture.
In the second instance, Vertin would be very self-conscious. Is it shame/fear, and if so why (side-eyeing the Foundation rn)? Or perhaps she doesn't want to talk about the scars on her back/body? Maybe it has nothing to do with her but the way people react. She doesn't want to make people feel uncomfortable.
Or maybe she's just shy about stuff like that and and for once has nothing to do with her trauma 🥹
In the final case, Vertin doesn’t really care. Maybe it's because she grew up in a dormitory where it's common to change in front of other kids. Or she could be used to the medical exams and tests from the Foundation who didn't care about her privacy.
It could be a newer development. For example, Regulus barges in without knocking all the time. The kids scamper in on their own (the Twins, Erik, etc) The ghosts phase in and out of her room. She got used to it.
That being said, the person she's interacting with also plays a part. Levels of comfort are influenced by the other person in the situation. She might not flinch if it's one of the kids coming to her crying about a broken toy or what not. On the other hand, Tennant will be escorted out immediately by Sonetto and Dikke. I'm exaggerating of course, but I think it helps me explain what I'm trying to say. Nothing is all conclusive.
The Self
Unlike the others, this leans harder on perception. Who does Vertin see when she looks in the mirror? Is it someone she's proud of or someone she can't face? These things can warp your self-image and influence many things.
Self love, Self worth, and the extent to what you believe you "deserve". For example Do you deserve to be "loved"? If you don't believe that it might be hard to believe other people could love you either. Maybe you feel like you deserve suffering because you don't value your own worth.
(For anyone needing to hear this, everyone deserves happiness).
I'm curious to know other people's thoughts on this. Feel free to mention things I missed!
On a scale of 1 to 5, how comfortable is Vertin in her own skin? Heck Drop some hcs on me too if you'd like. I eat them up lol
#reverse 1999#vertin#i was trying to write a fluffy story#but then my brain ran off on a tangent#and it still hasn't come home#this is actually a cry for help#brain#i need u#pls come home i will embrace the rot
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No One Hates You More Than I Do
Truths Over Lies (part 5)
Enemies to lovers (Rhea Ripley x fem. Reader):
Summary: You're a well known wrestler in WWE and Rhea is your worst enemy. You hate each other in and outside of the ring. Rhea always flirts with you, not that she means it, she just knows it makes you furious and wants to annoy you. But one day everything changes and you start to feel like all of this isn't a joke anymore and that there might actually be something between you two.
The following day at work, Rhea ignores you, avoiding eye contact like what happened last night was embarrassing. It sure was, but just for her. She was the one begging for sex, she was the one crying and clinging onto you, she was the one who let her mask fall in front of you, revealing her sensitive side.
It all changed when Triple H ordered you and the Judgement Day into his office again. He told you and Rhea to stop acting so childish and informed you about the details on stage and when the new member will be officially revealed.
You're the first one to stand up, wanting to get out again but Rhea holds you back. You wait until the boys left before you make your way out too. "Can we talk y/n? I mean.. About yesterday?" Rhea asks quietly. You hum, "sure, what is it?". "I haven't told anyone, really, I promise, but somehow Becky and Trish found out and I might have lied to them.." she admits, looking down at her feet.
"What do you mean you lied?" you question confused. "I- I told them you begged for it and that I gave in. I basically just switched our roles.." she's speaking very quietly now. "YOU DID WHAT?!" you yell at her. Noticing the weird glances you get from other coworkers you quickly drag her into the next best room whose door isn't locked.
"Listen y/n I- I'm sorry okay.. You know me, I always tend to play the strong one, the one who never needs help-" She's cut off by you slapping her hard on the cheek. Rhea holds her cheek before returning her shocked gaze to you. "You could've just denied everything you idiot" you proceed to shout.
Your hands clenched into fists you stand there, glaring at her, before exhaling slowly in an attempt to calm you down again. "I'm sorry.." Rhea whispers with watery eyes. "Listen, we're gonna find them, and you're gonna tell them that you lied, that you were the one begging and stuff."
You could see the struggle in her eyes, but she still manages to nod. Leading her out of the room by her wrist, you stop for a second to locate where you want to head before walking off in the direction of the warm-up area.
Before you enter, Sami Zayn walks past you. "Hey Sam, are Trish and or Becky in there?" you quickly ask him. He shoots you a confused look but answers with a yes. You thank him and walk in, your eyes scanning the room for your victims.
Once you spot them talking to Liv, you quickly approach them, dragging Rhea behind." Hey Guys, watcha talking about?" you try to enter the conversation. Trish and Becky smirk at each other, which is enough for you to know what the topic was.
You glare at them. "does Liv know too now? Who else have you told?" you want to know. Becky giggles and shakes her head. "seriously, we haven't told anyone yet, not even Liv" Trish tells you. Liv just stands there confused and you shoot Rhea a look, signaling her to try and get rid of Liv.
"We need to talk to the both of you, and with that I mean that Rhea needs to tell you something!" you state. They nod and you take them to your locker room. "Your turn Rhea" you say coldly once the door is closed behind the four of you.
Rhea exhales a shaky breath before revealing the truth to her coworkers. A moment of silence follows before they burst out into laughter. "I- hah- no way this is true" Becky manages to speak. Rhea's head is down, her lips pressed into a thin line and she nods, walking away without another word.
You knew she was hurt and one part of you wanted to follow and comfort her, but you quickly pushed those thoughts away, telling yourself she was still your enemy and a mean person who just put on a show.
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It was late in the evening and you were about to go to bed when you received a text from Rhea, asking if you could talk. You told her to wait until tomorrow but she insisted, so you gave in.
"What do you want Ripley?" you answer the call, clearly annoyed.
"I'm sorry y/n, for everything. For lying today at work, for persuading you into having sex with me, for teasing and mocking you and everything I did to you in the last few months that made your life horrible. I'm sorry, really I am. But there is a reason behind all of it and that's what I want to talk about with you" Rhea blurts out.
"Woah calm down" you stop her from going on, overwhelmed by her honesty. "I- why exactly couldn't this wait until tomorrow?" you want to know then, cause clearly this wasn't something that important, was it?
"I'm sorry-"
"Stop apologizing, oh my god, just tell me" you interrupt her annoyed
"Sor-" Rhea huffs, it seems complicated for her to not apologize. "It couldn't wait because I can't sleep due to all the guilt I'm feeling at the moment.. You know, i haven't only been in love with you recently, it began the day I laid eyes on you. It's just.. Difficult for me to express my feelings the right way and most of the time I'm just mean to the people I like instead of being friendly and everything."
There is a moment of silence before she continues her speech.
"This doesn't mean I didn't care for you the whole time, I did, and every time I said something mean to you or did something to upset you I felt horrible afterwards but I just couldn't get myself to tell you the truth because I was afraid.." Rhea trails off and you're unable to hear the last words.
"I- I'm sorry Rhea but I don't know what to say or what you would expect me to do now" you stutter.
"I don't know either, I didn't really expect anything nor did I think about this properly. I just knew I needed to get this off my chest to hopefully find peace tonight.."
Another moment of silence on both ends of the telephone until you break it, saying it's probably best to talk about it tomorrow and wishing her a good good night before hanging up. This night you were restless. Nonstop thinking about the call preciously. You get up the next morning after not even three hours of sleep.
"Damn I look like a zombie.." you mumble to yourself once you see your reflection in the bathroom mirror. You had dark rings under your eyes, messy hair, pale skin and your eyelids just wouldn't open all the way because they were too heavy from the lack of sleep.
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I am so so sorry for the delay but I just couldn't get myself to continue writing, I got know why.
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☾ . . jealousy.
top!scaramouche x bottom!reader. 0.8k words. warnings include gn afab reader, scara might be ooc, jealously, possessiveness, office sex, a bit of physically rough stuff, crying, degrading terms (dirty and slut), fluff at the end because i'm a whore for tooth rotting sugar sweet shit. sorry
notes: this is short and was written as i went, so the direction is a little weird, i'm very sorry for that. i assume you don't really care that much however if you found this on the smut tag
written by a minor [15]. dni if uncomfortable.
"s-scaramouche?!" you yelped, trying to keep quiet although your face was burning a bright, crimson red. your lover had shoved you against the wall of his office, wrists firmly held over your head.
"listen to me closely." he hissed into your ear. "you're only mine. i don't want you ever even thinking about that scumbag."
what..? all childe had done was accompany you on your way back to scaramouche's office. the situation was moving too fast for you. maybe it was childe hugging you right in front of him once you'd reached the door that had caused this .. you hadn't noticed how scaramouche's eyes had instantly darkened when it happened.
"scara .. it was only a frie-" you were cut off with a sharp gasp as his grip on your wrists tighted.
"you're only mine!" he said, louder now. you took a few deep breaths, averting eye contact. scaramouche noticed and freed one of your wrists to take your chin instead, harshly turning it towards him. "look at me and say it."
tears were now starting to form in your eyes as you gazed into his, and you were just barely holding them in. "i - i'm only yours." you managed you squeak out.
there was a moment of silence, and his eyes softened only slightly. "only who's?" he prompted.
".. scaramouche's." you whispered. he smirked, pushing you from the wall to bent over his desk in a quick motion. almost as quickly as he was off, scaramouche was close to you once again, and this time you could feel his clothed dick against your ass.
"good." he said, and you could practically hear the cruel smile on his lips. "now why don't we let childe know?"
with a vague idea of what the harbinger meant, you gave him a slow, nervous nod. right away you felt your skirt being pulled down, where it fell to the ground around your feet. a lithe finger began prodding at your entrance.
it slipped in, then a second did as well. his thumb brushed quick circles over your clit, and you buried your head in your arms in embarrassment - archons forbid any other harbingers walk in on this.
"so needy - and all for me." he murmured with a short and mean laugh. "i- i- scara!" you whimpered, dripping hole beginning to clench around his fingers as the familiar warm feeling pooled inside you.
you can't say you hadn't expected it, but still let out a disappointed and incoherent mumble as he quickly removed his fingers. there was the sound of more clothing falling to the ground as scaramouche undressed himself.
soon you felt him above you once more, his hands on either side of you. "you're ready now, aren't you?" he asked, although the leaking tip of his dick was already touching your hole made it obvious he knew the answer.
"mhm .. please fuck me, scara." you pleaded quietly. with a scoff, he pushed himself in suddenly and you let out a cry. scaramouche gave you only a brief moment or two to adjust before plowing into you at a fast pace.
your cries soon turned into loud moans, almost screams of pleasure. "you dirty slut!" he laughed, only getting more rough as you got louder. "always such a slut, and only for me - only for me!"
"yes, yes! fuck, i - i'm all yours, scara .. !" you wailed, stumbling over your own words and repeating his name or jumbled promises of devotion and love like prayers.
the only time he stopped was for a short second to flip you over on his desk, sending a few papers fluttering to the floor. "let me see your face. h - hah .. so pretty, and for my eyes alone." he groaned.
your head spun as moans flew out of your mouth without any filter. surely, anyone in teyvat could hear now .. you thought in a daze, although it was soon forgotten as your attention was once again returned to scaramouche's throbbing cock inside of you.
tears were falling fast now. he hit every sweet spot, filled you up perfectly. once again, your stomach felt as though it was twisting itself into knots. "s - scaramouche, i'm g-" you tried to stutter out.
"hold it. not until i do." he commanded. his thrusts were slowing some, and getting sloppier. scaramouche fucked his cock deep into you once more, and with a low groan, his thick cum filled you up. you finally allowed yourself release, fluids mixing with his as you went nearly limp against the desk with exhaustion.
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you now sat comfortably in his office chair, skirt back on and huddled with your knees to your chest. "mm, you know," you murmured, gazing at your lover's back in pure adoration as he got redressed. "you should fuck me like that more often."
"oh, really?" he hummed, finishing and turning around to look at you.
"yeah." you said with an absentminded nod, and he walked over to give you a short kiss.
a small smile crossed your face. "i'm glad you're okay." scaramouche added after a pause. ".. tell me if it's ever too much."
a light laugh came from you and you pulled him into a close embrace. "of course. anything for you." you assured him.
#☾ zz . . writing ☽#haven't written in a while ; just remembered it's something i very much struggle with#i don't love this#genshin impact#genshin writing#genshin smut#scaramouche#kunikuzushi#wanderer#fatui#scaramouche smut#scaramouche x reader
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sunny day jack face riding hcs?
This came out as reader being afab if that's okay? If not, feel free to resubmit with specifics and I'll do a whole nother batch. NSFW under the cut
When I tell you this man's face is goddamn pleasure throne, I fucking mean it. Jack eats you out like a man starved but when you're perched on your face? You're in for a goddamn ride.
If you're at all hesitant, the worry of suffocating him? Nah baby, if he could die again-this would be the best way to go out-crushed between your thighs with the taste of your cum glossed over his lips and nectar on his tongue
You're in the midst of it, body ablaze under Jack's touch, needy and keening for pleasure and release. And Jack will give it to you-in time. He's not much one for quickies, preferring to take his time with you, prepping you, teasing you, edging you...he adores the symphony of sinful sounds he's able to pull from your lips
When Jack rolls over onto his back, you immediately shoot back up to chase him, begging him not to tease you like this. Large hands smooth over your waist, giving you a gentle nudge and guidance, "I...want to taste you...like this." Carefully the pair of you maneuver with your knees on either side of his head and your hands clutching the headboard before gingerly lowering your dripping cunt to Jack's eager mouth.
He meets you halfway with an enthusiasm that sends jolts through you and has you anchoring your hips down as his nose brushes against your clit for a shockwave of pleasure to your core. An almost embarrassing cry leaves your throat and it spurns him further.
Should you try to lift yourself, Jack's grip remains firm on your waist or hips to keep you in place on his face. Once you start gyrating on him, eager for more of that miraculous tongue of his, Jack's hands will instead go to grope at your ass to coax those movements and push you closer to the end.
Jack alternates deftly between laving lovingly at your clit, suckling the swollen bud and delicately scraping his teeth against it, only to switch to tongue fucking you, eager to collect your sweet honey and prod at that certain bundle of nerves that has your thighs clenching around his head. The way he sees it, he isn't doing a good enough job until you're teary and fisting his hair, bucking against his face to chase release with your inhibitions blown away
He LOVES this view of you, absolutely fucking debauched and lost in pleasure and this position is another that lets him feel, observe, and taste your desperation, again though- he takes his time. Everytime he can tell you're close, the way your walls spasm and twitch around his tongue, how your thighs lock up around him, the sharp arch of your back or hunching over to press your weight onto his mouth for more friction...Jack will stop in favor to press kisses along your slick sticky thighs
"Mmmmnh...You're sweet as honey, Sunshine." "Look at you, (Name)...hngg...dripping...it feels good right? This is how much I love you~." "I could do this for hours...hah~ you're sweeter than syrup." "What do you want, Sunspot? Tell me...use me...I'm all yours. Always." And it's always in that soft low timbre that's so sultry it sends a shudder down your spine. But you have to answer if you want to claim your assigned seat again.
A beg, a plea, confirmation, and answer of these questions naturally will give you the relief you so crave, Jack voraciously lapping at your sopping sex, perhaps even daring to prod at you with his fingers, crooking them just so that you're fucking his face with reckless abandon at being so deliciously stimulated. Or he might reach to stroke his own cock, rock hard at being able to bring you to euphoria with his mouth alone- he has zero qualms with cumming in his hand while you use him to completion.
The cycle repeats until, like I said, your hands are fisted in his hair, a babbly lust laden mess in complete debauched disarray. Jack wants you needy and desperate for him, he just adores being needed by you, having you flushed and keening praise and his name from your lips as your pussy throbs and drools lewdly under the tracings and thrusting of his tongue and the suction of his shapely lips.
Cumming isn't the end for you, even as your body slackens and your knees and thighs relax around his skull. Jack's grip on you doesn't cease until he's tasted every last drop of your sweet essence no matter your whimpers and mewls of stimulation, it's another sight Jack wants tattooed into the folds of his brain. The beautiful way in which you come undone- how your head falls and your lips parted, the way your lashes flutter as your eyes threaten to roll back into your skull as your pussy quivers with the cresendo of your orgasm.
Even after, while you're whimpering and mewling from overstimulation- you're done when Jack is sated and you've been thoroughly cleaned by his tongue. Your body feels boneless and like jelly as Jack helps you back down to lay in bed. His lips and cheeks glossed over by your slick that he shamelessly collects with his digits as not to waste so much of a drop and god, if that doesn't send heat back down to your core as he moans around his own fingers.
Leaning down to press a kiss to you, murmuring how good you did, how divine you taste- you can taste yourself on his lips and you dont want to let go of him. The pair of you are in this greedy little cycle, both wanting more of each other until exhausted and spent. "Oh, Sunshine...if you wanted more, all you had to do was say so." Jack purrs against you lovingly.
Tomorrow you'll have to get an uber for work. But worth it.
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Bestfriends
Bakugou x bestfriend!reader
Summary: confessing to your bestfriend and then having a crisis on if you were even friends in the first place lmao.
A/n: the pacing is a bit all over the place & i feel the emotions switch a bit too fast & too strongly. But eh i think its good enough. Accept my tribute of my FAVOURITE trope with my favourite gremlin! (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ
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"SUKI!!"
"Wha-"
Bakugou was cut off with an oof as you dropped yourself onto his lap, practically straddling him as you held onto his shoulders urgently, big eyes boring into his vermillion ones.
"Suki! Suki, listen!!"
"Quit yelling in my face, pipsqueak. What is it?" He huffed out, his large hands instinctively grabbing your hips to keep you steady.
"I've caught feelings."
"What does that have to do-"
"For you. I have feelings for you. Romantic feelings."
That made him go silent for a heartbeat.
"Hah??"
He was most definitely thrown off by your admission. Face scrunched up in confusion & bewilderment. You couldn't miss the pink creeping up his cheeks though.
"Oh wow you're actually blushing," you laughed as you stared intently at his face.
"Fuck off, shortstack," he growled in your face, failing at scaring you off though. You had to grin at that. Anyone else would've cowered at being on the receiving end of Bakugou's threats. But knowing him for so long, you could say with confidence that he had a soft spot for you to a certain degree. In fact, even this side of Bakugou was endearing.
Or maybe its because of that crush you have on your bestfriend.
Yeah. Thats probably it.
You felt yourself falter at the thought though.
Bestfriend.
That has been your status with Bakugou for the longest time. Heck, maybe he didn't even considered you his bestfriend as you did him. Maybe he just tolerated you more than others. That didn't necessarily made you his person, despite him definitely being yours.
Bakugou sensed the shift in your behaviour, saw the worry clouding over your previous giddiness & your cheeky smile faltering. That made him frown, his previous embarrassment forgotten.
"Oi. Whats going on in that head of yours?"
You lift your gaze back to his face at that. Your body clearly more tense & your stance more hesitant.
"Spit it out, pipsqueak," he urged, sensing you contemplating on responding. His eyes narrowed at you, silently daring you to avoid the question.
"Um. Well, you're my bestfriend, Suki," you started, sitting up a bit to play with your hands. Shit. This was nerve wrecking to put out in the open. You took a deep breath before continuing.
"You're my person. And even with me falling in love with you & everything, it didn't scare me, because whatever our status, you're it for me," you said, cursing yourself as your voice cracked with emotion. You risked a glance at the blonde before you. The way he was watching you made you even more nervous to continue.
You felt him squeeze your hips gently, silently telling you to go on.
"Um. I guess it just hit me. That I might not be your person. Your bestfriend. Heck, you might've found me annoying & have just been tolerating me this whole time. Forget bestfriends, i don't know if you even see me as a friend- OW!" you yelped, hands flying to your sore spot on your forehead that Bakugou flicked harshly.
"What was that for??" You whined, momentarily distracted from your rambling.
"Are you stupid?"
"Stupid in lov-"
"Quit that, dumbass," he growled before his voice softened. "You look seconds away from crying."
That made your breath hitch. Ah, of course he would notice. You leaned forward, resting your head on his shoulder as you cling to him, not wanting him to see you waiver.
"So stupid."
"Fuck off, Suki," you huffed out in a little laugh.
"You think I merely tolerate you?" He snarked out, as if the mere thought insulted him.
"I mean-"
"You are in my lap for fuck's sake."
"Maybe you're just being nice to me."
"Being nice-" he sputtered incredulously. "Pipsqueak, I'm an asshole & there is absolutely no one who would say otherwise-"
"You are as ass," you couldn't help but smirk. Damn humor as your coping mechanism.
"Fuck off," he retorts. "My point is, all those things I do with you, for you, they're only for you."
Your heart beats faster at that & you burrow your face further in his hoodie, but you felt him pull you up to face him. His eyes in that classic Bakugou frown that pulled at your heartstrings.
"And you have the fucking audacity to doubt whether or not we're even friends?"
Oh. Oh, he sounded pissed.
"...are we friends?"
"Are you fucking serious?"
"Uwaa please don't kill me!" You squeaked out, hands flying to protect your head from another potential flick from the fuming blonde before you, squeezing your eyes shut. "I'm just an insecure piece of shit, i need verbal confirmation!"
Bakugou didn't respond immediately. You heard him let out a very long sigh.
"..you know, I could just push you off me this instant if I wanted. I could flat out ignore you & deny your every request, from hanging out between classes & studying together. I have the choice to say no. I have the choice to treat you like every other extra that crosses my path."
You felt his hands wrap around your wrists to gently pull them away from your face, making you peek your eyes open to look at him.
"But i choose not to. If that doesn't scream how important you are to me, I don't know what will."
His gaze held yours with confidence & sincerity. Everything he said was genuine. That much you could tell without a doubt.
"I'm your bestfriend too?" You couldn't help yourself from asking, voice barely above a whisper. Bakugou rolled his eyes at that.
"Yes, you fucking idiot."
You grinned at that, eyes glossing over with emotion as you leaned over to wrap your arms around him in a hug.
"Gah, I love you so much."
Bakugou let out a huff at that but said nothing. You two stayed in comfortable silence in each other's embrace until you sat up to speak again.
"Oh, hey. About my little confession. We can just pretend it didn't happen," you said with a smile, genuinely meaning it, somehow feeling like you already got the best possible outcome from opening up to him. "I'm happy with what we have as is."
"Nah, we can try dating," Bakugou replied casually.
You blinked at that.
"Wait what??" You squeaked out, taken aback by his reply, making him smirk at your reaction.
"If I'm ever going to do this with anyone, I'd rather it be you anyways," he said coolly. You gaped at him. He was definitely serious.
Then you burst out laughing, making his confident facade falter.
"What are you laughing at-"
"You act all cool but you're blushing up to your ears!" You exclaimed as laughter bubbles from your throat.
"Shut it, loser," he growled lowly, his face absolutely burning at this point. His fingers going to pinch your sides making you laugh harder. His own lips tugging at the corners as he watched you on his lap still.
"So cute," you giggled as you collect yourself to grin that cheeky grin that he most definitely wanted to smack off of your face.
"Geez, I love you," you whispered nothing short of adoringly as you melt under the half-hearted glare of those vermillion eyes.
"You better if I'm going to have to put up with your ass."
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Has there ever been a time where Leo ever regretted hurting his brothers? If he ever does work out his problems , how would he mend the bridges between his brothers and him?
Oh sure, plenty. Splinter encourages casual cruelty but he can’t erase Leo’s genuine affection, and Leo doesn't really WANT to like, deeply hurt his siblings. So here’s an incomplete list of things Leo regrets! (before he starts working on his relationship with his brothers, that is)
Breaking Raph’s arm
Telling Splinter about the first time Donnie got kidnapped. Donnie was forced to stay in the corner for days because of all the rules he'd broken and it was a horrible experience that included a lot of crying.
any time he destroyed Mikey's art in a fit of rage/on accident (he almost always immediately regretted this and it didn't happen a lot but still)
any time he caused Donnie to emotionally shut down
Any time Splinter instructed him to spar with his brothers "mercilessly" or something. That usually meant until first blood, and Leo didn't like that, so he'd try to make the fights as quick and painless as possible. which usually meant he'd embarrass his brothers a lot by beating their asses.
After Leo starts working to repair their relationships he basically regrets everything he’s ever done tho. Everything he’s ever taken pride in feels hollow, it’s a low moment for him hah.
but for these moments, he mostly relies on little gestures to apologize. Like after breaking Raph's arm, he didn't seriously argue with Raph for a few months, and he mostly left the others alone until Raph was all healed up and they were "back to normal"
and while Donnie was in the corner, Leo would bring him his favorite food behind splinters back so that at least he wouldn't starve. Mikey and Raph also brought him food, but still.
After ruining Mikey's art he'd usually hug Mikey and give him something as compensation, like a toy from his shelf or something. or he'd go out and steal Mikey a bunch more art supplies.
He usually just ran away when Donnie shut down cause it was kind of scary and he didn't know what to do. He'd only apologize later once Donnie was "being normal again" or something, and he wouldn't apologize by saying Sorry he'd just be like "oh cool you're back haha" which to HIM seemed like saying "I missed you and I'm sorry" but to DONNIE it seemed like he was laughing at him so. not great communication all around.
As apologies for sparring, he'd help bandage the wound. Unless Splinter didn't let him leave training with the others, in which case he'd drop by later and chat with whoever it was he hurt. He didn't exactly say he was sorry, but checking up on them was supposed to be a kind of "are you alright?" moment.
i could probably come up with more but I think that's good enough for now.
in the future though, he goes hard into self-sacrifice and using himself as a shield for his brothers in an attempt to take on some of the pain he feels he's caused them. which is just really stressful for everyone cause now it's like they're almost a family again but it's almost like Leo is TRYING to die before they can resolve everything haha.
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I'm not sure if requests are open but if they are can you write some headcanons for afab riddle squirting for the first time? I imagine he wouldn't even know what squirting is or how it's possible so he'd be fun to tease
Oh yeah, he for sure would very surprised. Thank you for requesting!
First time squirting (ft.afab!riddle)
Character: Riddle Rosehearts
Genre: Smut, fluff
Warnings: sub!afab!Riddle, dom!gn!reader, squirting, fingering, cunnilingus, overstimulation, edging, teasing, pussy slapping (once)
a/n: a character is aged-up and depicted as 18+ y/o
Riddle felt so exposed at the moment, lying naked on the bed. He looked up at you, awaiting for you to finally do something. You've been staring at him for way too long, and Riddle wasn't sure if it's good or bad.
He gasped when your palms slid up the inners of his thighs, squeezing them slightly. You purposefully avoided his leaking pussy, moving up his body. You left a trail of kisses along your way until you reached his lips. Riddle whimpered in a kiss, wrapping his hands around your neck as he was trying hard not to think about your leg pressing right on his clit.
"Please..." You chuckled at his plead, feeling more wetness spreading on your leg. "Please what? What should I do, baby?" Riddle silently chewed on his bottom lip, gaze avoiding yours. After a couple of minutes he finally looked up at you, still a bit hesitant.
"Please, touch me... Touch my pussy!" He immediately hid his face in his hands, embarrassed of how desperate he was. You praised him for being honest and rewarded Riddle with a kiss. Your hand went down to his pulsing cunt, collecting his juices on your fingers.
Riddle looked like he was on cloud nine, and you didn't even start yet. You teasingly entered him with one finger, moving in and out in an antagonizingly slow pace. Riddle instinctively closed his legs, but you forcefully opened them, before shoving two fingers inside and fucking him roughly.
"W-wait! T-too much–" you knew he was close, so before Riddle could cum, you pull your fingers out. He clenched around nothing, frustrated with your teasing. After some time you enter him once again, moving slow this time. "Don't tease me! Let me come!" You shake your head, pressing your fingers on his g-spot.
"Let's play a bit more, hm? You'll like it in the end, i assure you!" Riddle nodded weakly, trusting you fully. You moved down, lying in front of his wet cunt. You giggle when Riddle clenches desperately, wanting more. You decide not to tease him too much and lick a long stipe along his pussy.
"Hah, oh god!" You throw his legs over your shoulders and dive in. Your tongue circled his clit, as your fingers fucked him open. Riddle grabbed your hair, pulling you closer to his sex. You switch fingers with your tongue and slide it in his hole.
Riddle is easily overstimulated, so you decide to take advantage of that and have him shaking by the time you're done. Your tongue works wonders with Riddle's pussy, thumb rubbing his pulsing clit. "I'm gonna– g'nna cum!" You don't stop eating him out even after Riddle came.
"No! I just came! S-sto–" you suck on Riddle's clit, ripping out a long whine from him. He grips on the sheets, legs shaking uncontrollably, while you abuse his pussy. Riddle felt his whole body convulse, overflown by strong sensations. It felt as if he was going to pee, so Riddle tried his best to pull you away from him.
You slap his cunt, and that's all it took for Riddle to cum hard, squirting on the bed. You help him get out every last drop, before stopping. You slide your eyes up to Riddle's face, but he hides it in his arms. "Riddle? Is everything okay? Was it too much?" You hear sobs and start panicking on what to do, but he takes his arms away and looks at you, crying.
"I t-told you to stop! But you wouldn't, and I just– I just peed myself!" You stare at him dumbfounded. Wait, he doesn't know what squirting is? "Riddle, hey! It's okay, you didn't pee yourself. You squirted. W-well, technically, squirt is a combination of urinary fluids and–"
"I squirted?" You nod, caressing his thigh in reassuring movements, "I see. Uhm... It felt nice," you can't help but laugh at his adorable innocence, "Hey!" Your fingers creep down to Riddle's clit once again, and he stops sulking, gasping in surprise.
"How about repeating it? I wanna see your pretty face while you squirt all over my hands." Riddle bites his bottom lip, he knows you won't let that situation be and will tease him for a long time about it. Good thing he loves you, or it'd be off with your head.
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Amongst Friends: Chapter Four
Smut ⚠️
Smut warning!!! ⚠️
You should stop. You need to come to your senses. But then his teeth dug harshly into the side of your neck and he made a deep guttural sound. As his hands ran over your nipples, you were helpless. Lust is dominating all other emotions. Your head falls back and eyes roll. "Suguru..." your usually abrasive tone was now a whimper.
"Say it again..." he snarled madly as he sucked on the delicate skin of your collarbone. "Call out my name." The gently coaxing before has dissipated, it was a demand.
You tried to but all you could do was moan when his face lowered and tongue swirled around your areola. He lets out a frustrated groan. Again you were picked up as if you didn't weigh anything and tossed on your back, bouncing lightly.
You were in a state of shock. No other man had handled you this way. The rough way he pinned your wrist back with one hand, hovering above you. The tender touch of his fingers from the other as he trailed up your stomach, between your chest, and taking hold of your chin.
Since you had met Suguru and Satoru you had taken back control. Which mirrored your actions when you were intimate with someone. You weren't used to being the one on your back. The one pleading for more.
Suguru kisses you, it was all consuming. Tongue and teeth. Biting and sucking. It was like he was taking ownership of your very being. "Hah..." You gasp for air when he pulls back. Leaning away just enough to tug his shirt above his head.
You admire his physique. You knew he was in shape, he boxed as a form of exercise. Seeing him above you like this was something else, sinful. Your hand reaches up on its own to caress his abs. "Ah ah..." Suguru says as if getting onto a bad pet. "I didn't give you permission to touch."
You feel yourself actually pout. "Don't look at me like that..." He warns and you feel a bit of shame. You wanted him. No, you craved to feel him. "What? What do you want pretty?"
You reach up again but he takes hold of your hands. "Use your damn words." You are going crazy. Being denied like that was twisting your mind.
"I want to touch you. Please you..." You manage to whine. A dark expression clouds his features, hearing you sound so pathetic. Suguru clicks his tongue at you condescendingly.
"I thought we taught you to get rid of your people pleasing ways. But here you are wanting to pleasure me. To appease me." Suguru continues to scold you. Some strange part of you enjoyed it. "Have you really lost yourself to me that much?"
Your lower lip quivers and you see him tense at your reaction. You shake your head yes. Again he joins his lips against yours. "You're too sweet." He mutters against the kiss. He nibbles your ear and whispers, "But I'm not done yet. So bear with me."
Gripping your hips he forces you to arch as he removes the last layer of clothes. "Look at me..." He demands again and you refuse. He pinches your inner thigh and you yelp. "Stop being stubborn."
You look up at him and he grins. He grips your thighs. "Fuck... I love them so much..." taking his time he runs his fingers along your knee taking his time moving up. You open your legs wider to guide him where you want to be touched most. But he only slows his pace. Meticulously teasing your inner thigh. While leaving marks on your neck and deep kisses on your lips.
"Suguru please...." You cry out then cover your mouth embarrassed by your outburst. Suguru chuckles, reminding you of your friend. Your mind starts to awaken. What am I doing? "This is fucking insane..." You mumble but before you could fully come back to your senses his long fingers are shoved inside of you. "Hah..."
"You're so wet..." Suguru moans as his thumb rubs your clit. You barely comprehend what he was saying. Your nails dig into the sheets and toes curl. "You are so sensitive.... God it's so adorable..." His fingers pull out slowly and you miss the feeling of being filled.
"Please!" You beg him to keep going. You moan loudly when he pushes back in and curls his fingers, running them along your spongy walls. "Fuck yes like that..."
"Tell me I'm making you feel good..." Suguru growls his forehead pressed against your, his pupils dilated and cheeks flush.
"So good..." you say and he finds your sweet spot. Your whole body convulses under him. "You... o my god..." Tears begin to cloud your vision as he relentlessly strokes the same area. Your legs tremble. "Going to cum..."
"Already... so easy... Being such a whore for me..." Suguru degrades you just as you feel yourself crash over the edge. You cling onto his body, the sounds escaping you were unrecognizable. Your pussy clenches and unclenches as he removes his fingers.
You can't think as he brings them to his lips licking your cum. "You taste amazing." He compliments you then shoves those same fingers into your mouth. You suck them and he moans. "Filthy slut..."
He takes your hand and places it on his lap. "Look what you have done." He says as he forces you to touch his erect dick.
"Want me to take care of it for you?" You ask with a sultry pout. He bites his lip and it's the sexist thing you have ever seen. You squeeze his cock and he lets out a deep groan. The sound turns you on even more.
"Can you?" He asks as if doubting your ability. Something burns in you, the need to prove yourself. You nod confidently. "Alright then..."
You smirk almost manically. You push him back and force him down to sit against your headboard. Poor Suguru... you have made a grave mistake... This was not about simply providing you pleasure, this was about gaining back control.
It was your turn to explore him. Your mouth and tongue quickly go to work. Small bites along his neck. The soft groans he produces only motivate you more. Your tongue circling his nipples following the curve of his abs. You easily pull down his sweatpants.
Your eyes widened as his erect cock was freed, he was large. "You were so confident. Are you still sure you can handle it?" Suguru asks smugly.
You glare at him defiantly, as you run your tongue along the tip teasingly. The way he sucked in a breath made you grin. "Shut up..." you mutter and suddenly his cock was down your throat. His hand gripping your hair. You make a startled gag as he pulls you back up for air. Your eyes were watering.
"What was that pretty?" Suguru asked maliciously and you shook your head. "I could have sworn you told me to shut up..."
"Nope me? Suguru..." you backpedal suddenly realizing you may have mistaken his compliance for submission. He smiles tugging you in for another kiss leaving you breathless.
"My fault then." He whispers biting and tugging on your lower lip. Frustrated with losing control you pull his head back by his long hair. "Getting feisty again..." Suguru chuckles but then moans when you bite down on his shoulder.
"Sit up." You order him as you grip his chin and you get a smirk in return. He obliges with amusement present on his face. You take hold of him again with your hands, slowly caressing the veiny shaft. You spit and take your time rubbing the tip, you could feel him throbbing at every touch, his breathing becoming more uneven.
The moment you lower your lips to suck gently his head falls back, you see his clenched fist and arms flexing beside him. "You said I am the sensitive one Suguru. If only you could see yourself..." You whisper your breath ghosting against him.
"Watch yourself..." Suguru growls and you smile. Before he could get the chance to force his cock down your throat again, you swallow him whole. "Ahh fuck... You're too good at this..." He whines a bit as you move vigorously, choking yourself with his dick. "Hell I thought you were such a good girl.." His voice was now raspy and you can't help but rub your thighs together. "Who knew you could suck dick like this..."
Drool pools around your chin and your jaw aches. The fact you had this massive man under you losing all his ability to think made you mad with lust. "Y/N... O my god..." He cried out as you swallowed around him. "Gonna cum down that tight little throat..."
You feel his cock twitching but suddenly you wanted to toy with him. You pull up and feel him shake, as you grab the top and squeeze to stop his release. "Ahh fuck... you are cruel!!" He shouts his eyes rolling back as he bucked up into your hand desperately.
"And your adorable Suguru..." you mock him. You suck in a breath when those dark eyes open and glare down at you. A chill travels up your spine at the intensity. "Wait... Suguru..." You begin to sit back but it was to late.
He was quick and his large hand easily wrapped around your throat. His eyes never leave you as you gasp. "You love teasing and torturing men don't you my sweet little Y/N?" His voice is menacingly low as you nod. He squeezes and you tense up as the oxygen slowly stops. Your nails dig into his forearm as your vision begins dotting with black specks.
"Sug..." you try to call his name but it's useless. Just as you felt you were about to pass out he lets go. Your head rushes and you arch forward clinging onto him as your body trembles. You moan at the sensation.
"Are you going to be good for me now?" He whispers and then sucks on your earlobe. All of your senses were heightened. His breath on your neck gave you goosebumps. You had lost all control of your body.
"Yes I'll be good..." you groan and his hands circle around your neck once again with another tight grip, your body crumbles and you cry out from the pleasure of it all. Not able to think. "Lay on your back like a good little slut then." His lips are on yours as he devours you with a kiss. It is overwhelming.
Your body was still shaking as he lets you go and you lay down. Suguru climbs on top of you staring down with animalistic passion. "Open your mouth..." You open your mouth and stick out your tongue, still a moaning mess. You watch as he grins then strokes himself.
Without warning he guides his cock into your mouth and then grips the headboard. "You are so tough..." He thrust roughly down your throat and your arch up. You grab at his hips to try and get him to move and he laughs. "Awww you want me to fuck your throat?" Tears fall down your cheeks as you nodded. "Fuck your so cute..." He whines and as if he had lost all patients he began to slam in and out of your mouth.
"You look so hot like this..." He growls, increasing his pace. "Can't last... holy shit..." He shoves his dick down as far as possible and you feel his cum slide down as you swallow around him. "Mmm fuck!!" Suguru shouts out curses and shakily leans away. You take in breaths. Your mind is blank. You felt intoxicated. You didn't know if you could move.
Suguru recovers faster than you. You feel his tongue trace your body. All you could do was make pathetic noises. He scrapes his teeth along your lower stomach and your finger entangles into his long black locks.
"I'm going to enjoy devouring this gorgeous cunt..." You hear him but what he says does not register as you watch him remove a ponytail holder from his wrist with his teeth. He looked unexplainably sexy as he pulled up his hair into a bun. Hypnotized by this visage you are too slow to react as he yanks your legs apart and you feel his tongue slide across your folds.
Your body is possessed as it arches up at an awkward angle. You cry out for him and he groans. He greedily sucks up your wetness and it's pure bliss. Shoving his tongue inside you already feel yourself about to climax. "Go ahead and cum. I'm not a fucking sadist like you." He says harshly then continues eating you out like he is dying of thirst. You crash over the edge and he moans into your pussy, lapping up your juices.
He doesn't stop after your walls stop tensing. "Suguru... too much!!" You whimper, now overstimulated as his tongue continues to plunge deep inside you.
"It's only fair Y/N..." he says as he now circles your clit with his tongue. "You tortured me by edging me. Now I'm going to make you cum over..." He sounded completely drunk from the taste of you, "and over and over again..." He viciously sucks on your clit and again his long fingers find the perfect spot inside of you. You were truly going insane.
You felt wet tears on your face after the third orgasm. You were pleading to him as he messily and hungrily licked and stroked you. Suguru no longer spoke just low groans and his eyes went wild and primal.
Just as your body surcame to yet another pulse of pleasure causing your head to roll back. You see your bedroom door swing open. A tall figure stands in the doorway. Your foggy mind travels to find piercing blue eyes wide in shock and a grocery bag crashes to the ground. "Satoru?" You barely recognize your horse voice as you stare at your other best friend.
#spicy fic#smut#jjk fanfic#jjk x y/n#rough smut#fanfiction#gojo satoru#best friend#geto suguru#getou suguru x reader#suguru x satoru#getou x gojo
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HLAW Day 3: AU
Build-A-Bear Date
Pairing: Hana Lee x Raelyn (nonbinary OC)
AU Summary: A boarding school student Hana Lee x public school child of the staff Raelyn. A rich girl Hana x poor kid Raelyn story. Being from a rich family, Hana isn't really suppose to become friends with a "staffie" a kid of a staff member. All staff members and their families can live on campus but the kids have to attend a local public school and is discouraged to interact with the boarding school students. Will that stop a friendship from forming between Hana and Raelyn? Or will something else form between the 2 teenagers?
Hana stops at the sight of the brightly colored yellow and red store, the entrance flanked by plastic teddy bears.
"Uh, Rae? Are you sure this is right? I think this store is only for children." Hana asks nervously, Raelyn grins excitedly.
"Nah, Build-A-Bear is for all ages. No one is too old for a stuffed friend. Do you trust me?" Raelyn asks holding a hand out to Hana prompting a memory of the first day they met.
"Hah, what an embarrassment! The social climber actually thinks she can sit with us?" A beautiful but snobby blonde says snidely, causing her lackeys to giggle mean laughs. Tears welled up in Hana's eyes and she crys out when a smirking redhead knocks her textbooks out of her hands, causing her papers to scatter all over the floor.
Mercifully the bullies walked off as Hana tearfully bends down to pick up her papers. Suddenly ripped jeans and scuffed up converses appeared next to her and the owner of the outfit, that was in violation of the school's dress code, bends down to join Hana and help her gather her papers.
"Don't pay them girls any mind, their parents obviously don't love them so they take it out on you. I'm Raelyn." Hana gape at the kind eyes of her helper that's handing her papers back to her, smiling warmly.
"I-I'm Hana. T-thank you." Hana shyly says. Raelyn seems to light up even more and they offer their hand to Hana who takes it.
Ever since then Hana's life has never been the same.
Hana smiles and takes Raelyn's hand, "of course I trust you." Raelyn grins and leads Hana into the brightly colored whimsical store.
"I remember you said your parents wouldn't let you have a toy growing up, now is your chance to make yourself a friend!" Raelyn fans out their hand towards the wall of stuff animal options.
"Aren't you my friend?" Hana asks playfully.
"Of course! But this friend is allowed in your dorms at night. This one you can hug and squeeze when I'm not around."
Hana blushes and look away at the wall, her eyes sweeping across all the options.
"I'm not sure where to start."
"It's okay! Take your time. Pick the one that speaks the loudest to you, the one that grabs your attention the most." Raelyn says.
Looking across the options, Hana's eyes keep coming back to a frog.
"Maybe that one?" Hana asks pointing to the frog on the wall. Raelyn smiles and pulls an unstuffed frog plushie out of the bin.
"This one look cute enough for you?" Raelyn asks waving the froggie's face towards Hana. Hana bites her lip at how cute Raelyn looks peering back at her and nods before her brow furrows.
"Yes but...it's a little...limp?" Hana says unsure, Raelyn grins.
"Right this minute yeah, but now we stuff him or her or them." Raelyn says, leading Hana to a machine with a worker standing there smiling.
"Ready?" The worker asks and at Raelyn nod, takes the frog, fixes the hole in the back of the frog to a pipe sticking out of the strange machine, and with a press of a pedal begins to fill the frog up with stuffing. Suddenly the worker stops.
"Now if you one of you could pick a heart out and give it a kiss, I can finish stuffing your friend."
Raelyn points at a basket of little fabric hearts attached to the side of the machine and Hana reaches in and grabs one. Hana kisses the heart and hands it to Raelyn. Raelyn kisses the heart on the same side of Hana's kiss,looking straight into her eyes. Hana's gasp is lost in the sound of the worker finishing the stuffing process.
Soon the frog is stuffed and sewn up and in Hana's arms. Raelyn leads Hana to the wall and racks of little clothes, hats and shoes.
"Oh wow! We can dress him up?" Hana asks excitedly. Raelyn nods.
"You bet! Whatever outfit you want."
Eventually the two decide on cute little overalls and after printing off his birth certificate, they head to the cash register.
"Wait, you don't want to make one for yourself?" Hana asks.
"Nah, my other stuffed buddies would get jealous." Leaving out that they couldn't afford to buy Hana's and a second one, but Raelyn didn't mind. They were just happy to be able to give Hana this experience.
Later as they were walking through the mall, Hana sighs heavily.
"My parents won't let me keep him though." Hana says sadly.
"Then he can stay with me when you go home on break."
"Really? You don't mind?" Hana asks hopefully.
"Of course not! Besides he's kinda my son too, right?" Raelyn says a blush darkening their cheeks, Hana blushes too and nods, nervously giggling, before shyly grasping one of Raelyn's hands. Raelyn twines their fingers together and both teenagers' hearts fluttered in their chest.
Hours later after eating supper at a food truck, another first for Hana, Raelyn takes Hana back to her dorms. They're lightly swinging their joined hands when they come to a stop at the side of Hana's dorms. Neither are in a rush to let go though.
"I had fun today, Raelyn."
"Really? You're not just being nice are you?" Raelyn asks bashful. Hana giggles.
"Of course not! I really had fun today! I always have fun when I'm with you. You're always showing me new things but you never make fun of me or think less of me because I'm inexperienced at them." Hana says.
"I'm glad you had a good day. Next time we'll go to the arcade!" Hana giggles.
"I'm sure it'll be fun too, whatever that is." The two stand there smiling at each other for a moment before Raelyn breaks the silence.
"Hana?" Their voice cracks in nervousness. "Uh, can I...maybe kiss you?" Hana's lips part in surprise but she eagerly nods. Raelyn slowly leans toward Hana, giving her time to change her mind but Hana tilts her head and meets Raelyn's lips with her own.
They're both still for a moment, unsure and inexperienced but slowly they begin to shift. Noses bump but then they find their rhythm and the kiss is sweet and perfect. Perfect for a first kiss. They pull back, matching blushing cheeks and excited smiles.
"I'll uh let you go before you're late for curfew, but that was amazing." Raelyn says looking at Hana hopefully. Hana nods her eyes shining like stars.
"Yes! That was...that was everything." Hana says breathlessly. Hana walks to the door of the building and looks back at Raelyn.
"Sweet dreams Rae." Hana says warmly to the still blushing teen.
"Good night Hana."
Hana walks into her room and pulls out Jaime the frog. She looks at him for a second before squealing giddy and hugging him tight. Not knowing that across the campus, Raelyn was just as giddy dancing a little happy jig around a light pole on their back to their own room.
@hanaleeappreciationweek
@sazanes
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#choices#pixelberry#playchoices#Finally wrote this!#This has been floating in my head for#At least a year now#hlaw 2024#hlaw#Hlaw day 3#Hlaw day 3: AU#Hana lee#Trr#The royal romance#First love#Puppy love#Love between social class#Boarding school x public school romance#Rich Hana x poor kid romance
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✼Karaku goes to School, Part 1✼
Word count: 4050
Synopsis: After being expelled from Kimetsu academy for blasting all the expensive arts out the window with a overpowered leaf blower, Karaku was put in a strict school for demonic students like him. How can he survive the rest of his school year away from his other clones.
Karaku is a new student at a school for demons. He was dropped off by his strict grandpa who told him to get his lazy ass into the school doors. — "Ugh, stupid grandpa...." He said under his breath as he slouches in his seat, showing no interest and just looking out the window. He could be heard muttering "Stupid old man." With every time the principal gave his 'Good Morning, students!" speech for the daily routine announcements. There were many types of demons in the classroom he was in, three of whom have different appearances, and different personalities between each other.
Shimitsu covered his tears with his hands, hiding his tears as he spoke in an embarrassed voice. This was quite strange as he was seen as a demon. But he was acting different.. In a more empathetic way. "S-sorry for crying so much.. My body... Feels hurt all the time. There is no reason why... I just cry." Kankiru looks at Shimitsu with a bright smile. The way his eyes glow.. You feel that he is one pure soul, who has a heart of gold. Not even Hantengu could kill such a pure soul.. This one was different from the rest. "Awe, please don't feel sorry. Your tears are so pretty. I'm sure the upper moons will take pity of you... They might see you as innocent and keep you alive, as their little toy."
Karaku was leaning his back against the wall with his right leg crossed over the other. He has this "I don't care about your existence." look to him, as he yawns. When he noticed the tidiest and bitterness classmate, Mahiro looking at him. He only looked back for a second, not saying or doing anything. Mahiro was surprised that the new demon didn't talk to him.. He approached Karaku.. With a blank face and with some confidence. He stared at him for a few seconds... Then spoke. "You are quite a strange person.." Shimitsu had stopped crying, now watching Mahiro talk with Karaku. This was not like him.. Shimitsu was normally aggressive with his attacks on humans. Yet.. He sat there, listening to their conversation and not participating.
— "Me?~... Strange?~ Hah~ I could say the same to you. I mean, just look at YOU." His tone changes from sweet to quite insulting, as he then proceeds to examine Mahiro, looking for flaws in his appearance. Kankiru was focusing deeply, coloring the beautiful trees. Coloring them in their different shades of green... Colored the clouds in different shades of white and grey. Coloring in the birds with their different colorful plumage. Coloring in their little legs with black color and coloring in their eyes... The demon of Jubilation looked as if he was having the time of his life with this coloring.. He also looked really cute. "You look like you have the personality of a delinquent..." Mahiro stared at him and his attitude.. For he was the most disciplined out of the trio.. He also had a kind heart of purity.. Unlike the other two who are on the dark side of the spectrum.
— "Oh, and are you supposed to be a prissy little goody two-shoes? I mean you look like one~" Karaku says a bit angrily as his tone goes back to his sweet voice. — "But, what's even your name?" Shimitsu, the clone that cries frequently was staring at both of them. Now he was just silent. But he was still observing their conversation... He couldn't do anything as he didn't know what to do.. He just stared at them as he watched Karaku being insulting Mahiro was a bit annoyed with his rudeness.. But he still remained with a stone cold face.. But his lips curved in a thin smile and then he spoke.
"Name's Mahiro."
Kankiru also stopped colouring to listen to the conversation going on with his fellow demons. His eyes glowed brightly while observing the two and hearing their conversation. Mahiro stared at him... Then back at the annoying demon. He then spoke, with a hint of superiority in his tone. "And what about you? I mean, for someone who has a sweet tone to their voice, you seem to be quite rude when you want to be..." Karaku smiled, looking smugly. — "I already said! My name is Karaku~ I'm the "upper rank demon" who represents pleasure~ I'm one of the four clones of Hantengu, but unlike the other, well.. I'm the coolest and the most handsomeness." He says in a playful tone. Mahiro smirked at his overconfidence... It was cute watching this demon act like a kid who was praised by their parents "Pleasure, huh.." Mahiro spoke a bit smugly in return.. He was enjoying this back and forth... He then asked a question "So what exactly do you take pleasure in?"
Karaku then chuckled with that same mischievous look. — "Oh, well~... I take pleasure in anything that gives me even the tiniest amount of satisfaction, you know?~ Anything that tickles my sweet tooth would make me a happy boy~!" He replies while giggling, putting his hands on his cheeks. He was acting as if he was the cutest little thing in the world. Shimitsu flinched by the sound of a ruler. He was still silent.. His eyes were filled with sadness as he watched the teachers glare at Karaku and Mahiro. That ruler sound made him feel sick to his stomach.. He couldn't handle violence like other demons would, it made him feel sick and afraid..
Karaku laughed, a bit annoyed this time, he then decided to play with the teacher. — "Hahaha, what was that sound? You hitting a rat?" His tone, which is usually sweet and playful, suddenly changes. He sounded a bit cruel now. The teacher's face was very red and was about to hit Karaku again with his ruler. He stared at the teacher, before then looking back at Karaku. "You are going to get us both in trouble." Mahiro growled at him quietly, while the teacher stood there in rage as he continued to get provoked by Karaku
Karaku smirked as he glanced at the teacher. Still provoking him. — "Pffhhh, relax... It's better to have some fun once in a while. We're demons after all! No one could put me in trouble!!" He continued to laugh as he looked at the teacher before looking back at Mahiro. Shimitsu was still silent watching the demon duo and the teacher. Seeing them argue back at forth like this was quite interesting as he remained silent... His eyes were empty, feeling empty... He wiped off all the tears in his eyes with his finger... He was feeling upset. He then spoke to himself "Why couldn't we all be as happy as Kankiru.."
the teacher gave up, slamming his ruler down on his desk. Then he left the classroom swiftly.. The trio stayed silent for a little bit. Mahiro seemed to calm down now.. But he still glared at Karaku. Karaku chuckled as he glared at Mahiro, showing not even the smallest bit of guilt for his actions. And then a loud bell sounded, indicating it was recess. He got up and walked towards the door to leave the classroom. Mahiro followed behind Karaku. With his bag slung over his shoulder he spoke, with some annoyance in his voice as he spoke. "You have such a bratty attitude, you know?…." — "Bratty?~… I am the most mature demon of us four, don't you know?" Karaku replies, sounding slightly annoyed, as he is quite sick of Mahiro's comments. — "At least I have one! Unlike YOU who thinks that it's better to follow the rules and be a good student instead of having an actual personality! You're such a goody two-shoes."
Shimitsu was standing nearby, watching both of them fighting over which of them has a better attitude. He was trying to say something but he was still silent… Still in shock about the way Karaku and Mahiro spoke of each other.. And how Karaku pointed out about the 'Rule' Mahiro was going by.. He could sense the tension between the two of them, it was clear that Mahiro was offended by Karaku. Karaku then continued to mock Mahiro, who was already quite annoyed with his attitude before his words. — "And by the way… I bet you're the type of kid who would raise their hand as soon as the teacher finishes speaking because you want to be the smartass of the class. And the way you speak.. Your tone of voice is so dull and dead."
Karaku suddenly turned to the childish demon who was suddenly standing near the arguing duo. As Karaku turned to him, he saw his eyes glowing brightly and his happiness was just so easy to notice, and Karaku suddenly grinned. — "Hm?~ You want to join us, you little pipsqueak?" He says as he mocked Kankiru. But it's obvious that he was intrigued with his childlike and cheerful behaviour. He giggled with that playful tone of voice of him.. He then smirked widely and nodded. "Yes, yes! I want to join in this argument too!~ Please let me join the fun!~" Kankiru seemed very excited to join in with Karaku and Mahiro now.
Mahiro gritted his teeth after hearing those words... His fists tightened and clenched as he clenched his teeth even more. But he still remained with his hands on his bag.. Even though he could easily throw his bag around.. He kept his temper and his cool as he spoke. "You talk too much. Can't you shut up for some seconds?..." Kankiru eyes glowed bright and his tone is filled with joy and happiness. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Can I join in, too? It looks so much fun!~" He said excitedly with his playful tone of voice. He was now standing near the two demons who seems to be arguing with one another.
Mahiro spoke with no emotions in his voice. — "It's best if you don't get involved, Kankiru.. This is quite the toxic argument.." Shimitsu then spoke, his eyes still watery, his expression now looking tired of the fight. He wanted to change the topic but not be an interruption. "I agree with Mahiro.. It's better if you dont join the argument.. It's not good for anybody. And Karaku, stop being so annoying.."
Karaku was also slightly surprised to see him there. Karaku was interested to see him for the first time. He chuckled, seeming intrigued by his new found sight. — "Ah~ And who are you exactly?" He asks in a playful tone, sounding curious and mischievous at the same time. Shimitsu froze, he didn't expect him to be asked like that... He remained silent, not saying anything as he was still quite shy around new people.. He didn't know what to do... He still looked a bit sad to be honest from what happened earlier..
Mahiro spoke with an irritated and monotone tone "His name is Shimitsu you big dumbass.. And he is our new classmate who just joins us today.. So if you could keep your toxic attitude to yourself that will be great...." Karaku's expression slightly changed, as he now had a sour look on his face. His playful attitude now seems to be gone, as he glared at mahiro. — "So what, is it wrong for someone to ask someone's name now? And also how am I being a big dumbass?" His voice was now sharp and harsh, as he was clearly pissed now. Mahiro was now slightly ticked off from karaku's attitude, but he remained stoic while he gave him the most cold, and unimpressed look — "Your attitude is what's wrong with you, your personality is the dumbest I've ever seen, for the way that you acted in our argument earlier is what made you a dumbass."
Kankiru was quite shocked by the sudden change of tone in the argument. But he didn't want this toxicity to continue. He wanted the two to become the best of friends. Kankiru then stepped in between the two demons. He then speaks with his childlike and playful tone of voice. Even a little bit of tears were forming in his eyes from the change of their tones. "Please stop! Let's play instead! We are all demons and we all can have fun together!" Shimitsu flinched when he heard Kankiru's voice... He seemed quite surprised that he's trying to stop them from arguing. The arguing was getting so bad that he felt like tears were about to drop again. His eyes widened when Kankiru started crying... He felt guilty that all of it was happening because of him... Maybe he really was being too stubborn when he intervened them arguing, he didn't know what to do. Kankiru's tears were making him feel even more guilty, he didn't know what to do at all.
Kankiru had tears in his eyes as he smiled. He looked at both demoms, who were arguing, with the most innocent smile... His bright eyes were now filled with innocent tears. "Please guys... Let's not argue anymore! We're all friends!! Friends don't fight!!" He continued to look at their eyes with that innocent smile while his tears trickled down his cheeks. Karaku then looked down to the floor and sighs. The joy and smugness in his expression just vanished in an instant, and his eyes were now looking empty. He looked defeated and disappointed in himself. After a few moments, he shook his head in disappointment for himself as he remained in silence. It seems like he had accepted the fact that he wouldn't have a good school year. Mahiro felt regret for his words he had said to Karaku.. But he also looked away and sighed too. There was a cold and disappointed look on both of their faces.. It's as if they both saw each other in a completely different way now.. The bell rang and recess was over and they now sat down in their previous respective seats.
Karaku sat silently in his seat, feeling both frustrated and guilt from the previous argument. He then stared at the teacher as he spoke to the class and listened to his words, feeling disappointed in himself as he listened to the new lessons about the history of Japan. Mahiro also sat quietly as well, feeling guilt from everything happening. He stared at the teacher, listening to the boring lecture. The topic was interesting but his professor had an incredibly bland tone which made the lecture feel boring.. He tried not to look at Karaku, as they both still felt awkward.
Shimitsu, who sat next to Kankiru, stared at the pencil towers he was making.. He then whispered to Kankiru, his voice sounding quiet and shy. "Hey... Kankiru..." Kankiru was surprised as the shy Shimitsu had actually talked to him. Kankiru then nodded his head while holding the pencils tightly in his hands, not wanting to drop them as he continued to make towers and small structures. "Y-Yeah?..." Shimitsu took a deep breath as he now spoke with some fear in his tone of voice. "May I ask you something..?" Kankiru looked at him with a bright smile on his face. He nodded his head. "Yes, go ahead!" Kankiru's smile suddenly faded, he now looked serious a bit. He looked at a boy whom Shimetsu was pointing at, he knew about him.. He was one of the worst bullies in town who had no shame of hurting others. He sighed. "What about him exactly?
Karaku was also watching the two students having a conversation behind him as their voices were slightly loud enough for him to hear them. He sighed, leaning back on his chair as he listened to them. Karaku noticed that they were talking about a ruthless bully, he was slightly confused because he hadn't seen the person. But the way the shy boy spoke, he seemed terrified of a possible confrontation with the bully. Mahiro muttered under his breathe as he spoke. "You can't be slacking off during class.. Otherwise the teacher will probably yell at you." Karaku sighed and he muttered back under his breath. — "Okay, dad." He said mockingly. Mahiro was annoyed by how Karaku called him "dad" as he mumbled under his breath again but this time he spoke louder, but not loud enough for the teacher to hear. — "You're such a child.." Karaku now felt anger boiling up as, yet again he was being called a child. He spoke back with an irritated tone, but not caring if the teacher heard him or not. — "Shut the f*ck up, dad." He said while rolling his eyes, he smirked after that comment.
Mahiro was more angered and his face was now filled with a red tint from the anger He then mumbled under his breath but his voice is loud enough for the teacher to hear the comment — "I'll f*king slap you in a minute. If you don't shut your mouth..." Shimitsu heard the two of you arguing, he then decided to intervene you two... His voice was timid as he spoke, his eyes still watery with his facial expressions of sadness. "Please stop arguing with each other... The two of you are my classmates in this class and I'm worried that this class would be a nightmare to me if both of you keep on Arguing.. Please calm down..."
Mahiro was caught off guard by Shimitsu suddenly intervening, he now felt guilty, he had forgotten about all the students who's presence was also here at class. Mahiro spoke calmly as he didn't want to draw attention to it — "I apologize if we had caused any disturbances in class. We should all pay attention to the lesson instead of arguing with each other.." Karaku muttered under his breath. — "What a snitch....." Kankiru giggled at the situation after seeing Mahiro glare at him. Mahiro was still annoyed as he glared at karaku, he didn't want to continue the bickering he already had with that idiot. So he now turned back to his desk and listened closely to what the history professor continued to say. Karaku was still bitter from the fact that he was called out by Shimitsu. As he heard the teacher continue, he paid close attention to everything that the teacher said, hoping to calm down and learn some useful information about history. Kankiru seemed to be paying complete attention to the history teacher's lesson, he seemed quite interested by the topic of history and he was taking careful notes from the lecture of the professor. Shimitsu felt his mind being consumed by the lesson, all of it sounded very intriguing to him.. He was taking notes of every information the professor have said, he was quite eager to know more history.. As he continued paying attention, he couldn't help noticing how both Karaku and Mahiro were now paying attention as they were interested by the subject of this lecture.
The school bell rang. Mahiro went to his dorm room, to his horror that Karaku was going to be his new roomate. Mahiro sighed as he walked up to his current dorm room and his eyes were now filled with disappointment. He now had to live with that brat. He was gonna make this year a nightmare.. But he quickly shook his head and muttered to himself quietly not wanting anyone to hear — "Goddamnit.... Why.. Me... The worst year ever.." Karaku now stood up from his seat as the teacher finished his lecture, he then muttered under his breathe. — "Great... That loser is gonna be my new roomate.. Now I have to sleep in the same room with that dumbass.. What a pain..." Mahiro looked around and realized that the rest of the students also left the classroom. There was no one in the room except for him and Karaku. Mahiro now spoke to Karaku — "Goddamnit... Why.. Of all people.... I need to share a dorm with the worst, most insufferable brat that was in my class..." Karuku rolled his eyes and smiled as he heard Mahiro being frustrated from finding out that they would be roomates. — "Looks like someone's being a crybaby. Can't handle the fact that we have to sleep in the same room together?" He smirked, as he looked at him and spoke in a calm and sarcastic tone of voice.
Mahiro now glared at him, he didn't want to take this attitude from him, he was annoyed but he kept his cool. He spoke in a sarcastic tone of voice as well. — "Of course I can't handle it.. Having to share a room with you, that is... And also, who do you think you callin a 'Crybaby'?" Karaku now smirked as he continued to speak in the same sarcastic and calm tone. — "Well, isn't it obvious? A child like you who's crying and complaining over who he shares a room with is definitely a crybaby!" He says with a smirk, not at all holding back from insulting him. Mahiro's eyes widened and he glared at him with both wrath and annoyance — "A 'CHILD'!? You think you can treat me like a fcking child huh?! You think you're so fcking smart huh?!"
Karaku laughed a bit when he saw his reaction, still having a somewhat calm expression on his face as he spoke. — "Look at you, so angry and mad over such a small detail like this. It seems like you really are a child... And you've just proved my point." He says while rolling his eyes and sighing. Mahiro's eyes narrowed and he quickly lunged toward him with a heated look on his face and his blood boiling. — "A 'SMALL Detail'?! You think you can laugh at me like that, huh?! You fcking idiot, you will regret treating me a 'child' once I lay my hands on you!"
Shimitsu's eyes widened in fear as he watched the two of them suddenly escalating their angry behavior into a potential physical fight. He was worried that someone might get hurt in this heated argument. He then suddenly intervened before the situation got worse. He spoke quietly with a pleading tone. "Please both of you stop. You two are both my classmates and it's already difficult to deal with the bullying in this school... But I cannot deal with you two fighting like this. Can you please calm down and be respectful to each other?" Karaku looked at the other two students, they seemed to also intervene in the argument between him and Mahiro. Karaku's face now looked annoyed, however he also felt embarrassed having so many students trying to intervene. — "What's wrong, you guys don't want to see a little fight between me and that idiot?~"
Kankiru now looked a bit disappointed and shook his head, he rolled his eyes and shrugged his shoulders. He then spoke in a playful light hearted tone. "No we don't, it'll just be too much drama for us to deal with..." Karaku rolled his eyes, he felt irritated that so many students were interfering in what was supposed to be just him and Mahiro's verbal fight. — "Oh come on, it would've been a really entertaining fight too! This idiot is just scared that he'll lose." Mahiro then took a deep breath and tried not to look at his stupid, annoying roomie. He sighed heavily, having to deal with this prick the whole year would be such a pain in the ass Karaku also sighed quietly, he wasn't too happy with his new roomate. His face was now filled with disgust and frustration. The fact that he had to share the dorm with "that loser" would most likely drive him crazy in the next few months.
Shimitsu walked into the dorm room quietly, his face still looking worried and scared. He was a shy and timid person, he didn't want to have any more arguments in this room. He simply just wanted peace. He looked around the new dorm room, it was now the room he'd be staying in for the rest of his highschool life. Kankiru walked in after him but he wasn't as worried as shimitsu. He sat himself down onto one out of the many beds. — "This place is gonna be hell.. At least we got our beds though."
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