#kissed by the baddest bidder fanfic
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「PERIODS」 KBTBB
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➤ Characters: Aihara Hikaru, Ayase Koji, Baba Mitsunari, Hatter Rhion, Hishikura Shuichi, Ichinomiya Eisuke, Inui Ryosuke, Luke Foster, Kisaki Ota, Kishi Mamoru, Oh Soryu, Samejima Koichi
➤ Tags: established relationships, gn!reader with ovaries, mentions of adult activities, period blood and accessories, probably ooc because I haven’t completed everyone’s routes yet (done at least one season for everyone but Rhion, who I am doing next)
➤ A/N: Firstly, I am so late to this series (and Voltage games in general). Secondly, let’s just consider this a shit post. 😂 I wasn’t planning to post anything else like this but... my mind wandered and this was the result. 😂😅
He either doesn’t know what a period is or is a little confused by the concept. Regardless, he gets really concerned when he finds spots of blood on your shared bed sheets.
↳ Rhion, RYOSUKE
He doesn’t mention the blood left on your shared bed sheets when you started your period a little earlier than usual. If it isn’t much, he will just let you sleep and deal with it when you wake up. He carries you into the bathroom, where he has an warm bath waiting for you, and tells you to take your time. Meanwhile, he strips the sheets from the bed and deals with the cleaning since he knows how you usually feel during that time of the month.
↳ Ayase, BABA, Ryosuke, Samejima, SORYU
Alternatively, he waits for you to wake up, but you have to change the sheets. Regardless of the reason, he leaves it up to you.
↳ EISUKE, Hikaru, Luke, MAMORU, RHION
He wakes you up when he notices, when you do spot, and makes you change the sheets immediately.
↳ OTA, Shuichi
He goes out for you, during that time of the month, when you need more period products. He never complains about such a task.
“Do you still want that brand?” He asks, surprising you with how casual he is about it.
When you ask him he frowns. Embarrassing? He doesn’t understand why it would be. Picking up your period products is just another task to him. He is also your boyfriend so this is just something he naturally should be able to do for you without it being a whole thing.
↳ BABA, Luke, RYOSUKE, Samejima, SHUICHI, Soryu
He’s hesitant to go buy period products for you. He may complain about it being embarrassing, but he will do it every time you ask. Even asking when he’s out and he knows it’s that time. His cheeks are as a red as a tomato but it’s for you so he endures.
↳ Ayase, Hikaru, MAMORU, OTA, Rhion
Him? Go buy you period products? Pfft... He has people for that.
↳ EISUKE, Soryu
Why are you concerned about him not being okay fetching period products for you? He’s a doctor, a back alley doctor at that. Something so simple and mundane is nothing to him.
↳ LUKE
When you’re having particularly bad cramps, he’ll tell you go lay down and pampers you a little. Brings you some medication, some water, a heating pad, whatever you need. He’ll also lay down with you if he has the time, his hands slipping under the fabric of your clothes to massage your aching body.
↳ Ayase, BABA, Eisuke, Hikaru, RYOSUKE, Samejima, Soryu
He won’t go out of the way to pamper you, but he will gave you massages while the two of you are curled up together on the couch or bed. Don’t bring attention to it though. He’ll most likely stop the moment you point it out.
↳ Eisuke, Hikaru, MAMORU, OTA, Shuichi
He makes a joke about solving your monthly problem for nine months.
↳ Baba, Eisuke, OTA
He isn’t joking. He will do it. Just tell him and he will get started.
↳ EISUKE, Luke, I lowkey see Shuichi too but that could be just me
Want to have sex while on your period? Hell yeah. He doesn’t care. As long as your comfortable then he’s all for it.
↳ Baba, EISUKE, Luke, MAMORU, Samejima
Goes the extra mile to make it easier on you. Grabs towels to place underneath you, carries you afterward to the bathroom where he gently lowers you into a nice warm bath, etc.
↳ BABA, Hikaru, RYOSUKE, Samejima, Soryu
Want to have sex while on your period? ...I guess? While the blood doesn’t bother him necessarily, he’s just concerned about how you might feel during, the mess, etc.
↳ Ayase, Hikaru, Ryosuke, SORYU
It’s Friday, my dudes, which means it’s sexy time and no period is going to ruin your routine.
↳ SHUICHI
He buys you sweets and such each time because he knows they make you feel better, even if it’s only a small fraction.
↳ Ayase, BABA, Hikaru, RYOSUKE
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Bidders x Preg! Fem! reader
Fandom: KBTBB
Rating: E-10
Genre: Fluff
Tws: Pregnancy
Notes: If I throw this in as a scene in one of my books and you happen to notice.. NO YOU DIDNT
Baby Files
You and the bidders had been dating for quite a while, things had gone smoothly. Sure, there were ups and downs but that’s with any relationship. All and all, things were calm. Except… they weren’t. Not anymore. Despite how much you shamed yourself, you couldn’t stop eating sweets. You had to have a sweet with every meal. Considering you rarely ate sweets, always self conscious about gaining weight, everyone was taken aback. In fact, their looks were causing so much paranoia you stopped eating anywhere near them. Only eating sweets in your room now, they didn’t fail to notice your other new habits, such as sleeping and becoming stressed over everything. Lately, your work ethic has been terrible, constantly falling asleep. Even your boss couldn’t keep covering for you anymore, alerting Eisuke.
“Okay, I think we can all agree Y/n has been acting strange.” The others nod to Baba’s concern. “She’s been eating sweets everyday. I asked the Chef.” Soryu adds, causing Eisuke to chime in. “And she’s been avoiding us. What could be wrong?” They weren’t sure, and putting their heads together didn’t seem to come closer to finding answers. You were frightened by this new change as well. What could be wrong with you? “Maybe you’re pregnant?” Your friend says after listening thoughtfully to you worries, then laughs. Though, you weren’t laughing. “Pregnant?” You repeat, spacing out at the thought.
Immediately, you rush out of the cafe, leaving your friend behind. What if it’s true? It would explain the cravings. And emotions. And tiredness. And now, a new symptom to add. Throwing up when worried. What a nice cherry on top. Despite not wanting to believe it, you, reluctantly, go to a pharmacy. In disguise, wearing sunglasses, a hoodie, wig, and everything else to keep your identity undetected. Then you grab a test and ask to be rung up in a strained whisper. After discreetly exiting, you shove the box in your pocket before sprinting back to your apartment. You have been spending a lot of time there lately. With what’s been going on, staying away from them, as not to explode or do anything else embarrassing was a must.
Anxiously, you rip the box open then, after drinking plenty of water, go into the bathroom. Shaking the whole time, you nervously wait for the results. Two lines… your heart drops, and so does the pent up emotions inside you. Sobbing your eyes out, you fail to notice the knocking at your door. “Y/n? Are you in there? We want to talk.” Nothing, yet the door was locked. They had a bad feeling, after debating on whether your privacy was more important than safety, Baba agreed to pick the lock. Though, Soryu is impatient, deciding to break the door instead. “Y/n, are you here?” They hear a distressed cry suddenly come to a halt. “I- I’m fine-!” Your voice shakes, barely coherent, it was hard to hide. “Y/n, are you okay?” Ota asks, taking a seat next to where the sobs came from, the bathroom.
“Yes…” Your voice becomes quiet, sniffling any residue onto the tissue. “Can we talk?” Shaking your head, you remember they can’t see you and manage another reply. “I don’t want to.” You hear a small sigh, the voice getting close. “Y/n, we just want to know what’s wrong. We’re all worried about you.” At the moment, you were tied between embarrassment and wanting comfort. Was it worth them seeing you like this? A mess? About to side against it, something in you that yearns for their touch breaks loose. Without giving it a second thought, you open the door before you could change your mind. That sight was shocking to see, on their part. A teary eyed, broken down, head hung, nose running, messy hair partner, appearing miserable as she runs out to hug the first person her hands reach.
Rambling incoherently, you sob some more, this time into Soryu’s button down shirt. “We can’t understand you when you talk like that.” Going on, though everything is heard in more of a whine, he manages to make out a few words, however not enough to piece together what’s wrong. “Why don’t we take some deep breaths?” Baba suggests, his tone gentle and face softened. Facing towards him, you quickly turn away, shaking your head no. “Y/n, come on, I know you can do it. I’ll do it with you.” Without hesitation, he begins taking deep breaths and eventually you repeat after him. Steadying yourself, you’re finally able to say all at once, “You’re going to hate me! I’m going to have to raise our kid alone and I’m not going to have enough money to support us, then we’ll be sleeping in a box on the street, eating out of a trash can, and drinking water from some old guys sweaty socks! Please don’t leave me.”
You become worked up, sobbing once more, while you shake Soryu’s body back and forth, continuing to plead. “Wait, what?” Eisuke says, shocked at both the scenario you’ve come up with and the news. “You’re pregnant?” You stop crying long enough to shake your head yes, then immediately begin again. “Woah woah, it’s okay.” Soryu says, rubbing your back. About to pick you up, Eisuke snatches you away, being the one to pick you up instead. “Baby, it’s fine. We’re not highschool boys, we wouldn’t leave you because you’re pregnant.” Ota nods before saying “And how would you end up homeless?” He laughs lightly, “It just wouldn’t happen.” Finally starting to calm down, you sniffle, rubbing your teary eyes before saying “Because I’ve been doing bad at work, and now you’re going to fire me.” Looking at Eisuke, he shakes his head. “I wouldn’t fire you without reason, and even then I would take care of you. Technically, you don’t need a job. You were the one insistent on keeping yours.”
You give a small smile, thinking about the memories when you first began dating. Suddenly, a hand ruffles your hair, looking at the culprit, Mamoru gives a small smile back before sighing. Then, running a hand through his hair, he shakes his head. “Just relax kid, we’re not goin’ anywhere and you’re not in trouble.” The support was all you needed to calm down, shaking your head to acknowledge you heard Mamoru. “If anything, I’m glad you’re not upset with us.” Baba says, to which you look surprised. “Why would I be upset? If anything I’m ecstatic. We’re having a baby! I hope they look like one of you. They’re sure to be beautiful.” Thinking about it more, finally done crying altogether, you show them the pregnancy test. “We should make the gender a surprise! Do you think they’d like bears? Or are bears too scary? Maybe ducks? Oh, I know! Cats! Wait, what if we make their room ocean themed?”
Going on about the endless possibilities with clothes, room design, and how great parents you would be, Eisuke sets you down. “We have to get parenting books! What type of parents should we be? We could be intense, strict, free-range, french, or-!” You just keep going on, and they intently listen to every word, the smile never leaving their face. After that they had you take time off of work, you finally weren’t as embarrassed to eat sweets around them, they were always kissing, holding, or hugging you, saying how much they loved you. Baba loves rubbing your belly while you sleep, and together they get you anything and everything you could ask for. Eisuke is no longer brutally honest about how he thinks you look. He’ll tell you if something looks better than other outfits, but never critiques such as “it makes you look fat.” Overall, they all turned into soft, loving boyfriends who are always worried about you and the baby.
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Honestly any guy!! But I think one of the more cocky boys like Eisuke or Soryu would be cool headcanons ofc are never bad so honestly whatever you want! It’s you’re writing for you to enjoy! Thank you for considering love 💕
Ahh you are so lovely! 🥰
As I mentioned before this is the first request I have been sent, and I really enjoyed trying to think of an approach to your idea, so I just hope I've captured the essence of what you were hoping for! 🤗
Thank you so much, again, for thinking of asking me to do this!! 💕
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Request: MC (reader) dies, and the guy is given the chance to relive that day again, on one condition, he has to give up all his riches.
Reader x Eisuke Ichinomiya
~ 1920 words
An overwhelming silence took hold of the dark, dreary suite. Eisuke haphazardly dropped his jacket onto the floor. The sound of the clock ticking as the seconds went by, mocked him. Signalling, despite his grief, time continues moving along.
He felt like he was drowning in a sea of pain and regret.
Picking up an empty crystal glass, and an expensive bottle of whisky, he slouched in the chair. Downing a couple of glasses, before running his hands roughly through his messy hair. The weak, strangled cry that left him was only witnessed by the moon outside.
He pounded his balled fists on the table, sending important documents and newspapers flying.
It had been a while since he had been alone in this suite. It had been a while since he felt so alone in the world. The man who had everything, could have whatever he desired, now felt like he had nothing at all.
For he did not have her.
Only a few hours earlier he had been surrounded by the hustle and bustle of another convention being held at the Tres Spades. Clinking of glasses. Champagne bottles popping. Chattering guests, laughing. These sounds all filled the boisterous party hall. The usual liveliness filling the air.
These conventions, set up to elicit potential business deals, drained Eisuke. They were so regular, they were boringly mechanical. At least, they used to be…
As the gentlemen in front of him continued to converse, promoting his finest sake, Eisuke couldn’t help but let his eyes drift to the smiling woman standing beside him.
Her delicate fingers clasped his arm, as her hand rested in its crook. The glistening ring adorning her finger caught the light of the chandelier above, making the diamond atop dazzle brighter. A natural smile graced her soft features, as she offered the man opposite, her undivided attention as he continued to ramble on about the new sake.
This woman. She captured and held Eisuke’s attention unlike any woman before. She had seemed so ordinary to him when they had first met. Yet now, she was a vital person in his life. A necessity. The one, and only thing, he could never live without.
Not now he had known her love.
She made social functions that little bit more entertaining. Her honest, unique reactions to whatever new venture a potential business partner promoted inspired him. Her surprise at the outlandish décor, despite how many times she may have seen it. Somehow, she still had not become accustomed to this life.
Still, this was all part of her charm. Something he loved, and cherished, more than anything else the world had to offer him.
Yet all it had taken was five minutes. Five short minutes for his happiness to be snatched from him.
Eisuke had been discussing a new venture with one of his usual business partners. They had been so enthralled in their discussion, Eisuke had failed to notice the individual lurking a few feet away. The hatred burning in their eyes as they stared holes into the hotel owners back.
But one person didn’t miss that stare. Y/n. No… she watched the man like a hawk. She saw each deliberate step he took as he approached her fiancé.
And she also spotted when something sharp and metallic caught the light as he suddenly increased his pace.
It all happened so very quickly.
One-minute y/n had been standing beside Eisuke, the next she was in front of him and holding her stomach.
Her body lurched forward. She gasped from the shock. A sharp pain burned through the fresh wound.
The first thing Eisuke noticed was the crimson stain forming on her white dress. The stain growing. Her hands covered in the sticky liquid that just kept pouring.
Blood.
So much blood.
Eisuke wrapped his arms around her delicate body. Holding his love close he tried to whisper words of encouragement. Telling her it would be ok. All while fastening his tie clumsily around the wound like a tourniquet.
He barely registered Soryu and Mamoru tackling the attacker to the ground behind them.
Y/n was bleeding. And Eisuke knew, the amount of blood she was losing was fatal.
Eisuke was stirred from his musings by the salty, wet sensation streaming down his cheeks. When was the last time he had cried? Really cried…
He couldn’t remember what he had said to the other auction managers after y/n lifeless body was pulled from his embrace.
But he would never forget how cold she had felt. How ashen her skin had looked. And he would never forget the last thing he said, before she closed her eyes one final time…
“Y/n, baby, I’ll find a way to save you. We will be together… I promise you y/n, I love you”
He wouldn’t forget the smile that aligned his loves bluish lips as his declaration of love tumbled so naturally from his own. Lips that hardly ever spoke the words she craved the most.
How he wished he had rewind button. One which would let him reset on today. Go back to a moment where she was in his arms. Safe. Alive. How he would save her this time.
He would do anything. Anything, to have that moment again and not fuck it up.
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A week had passed. No one had seen Eisuke. He had locked himself away in his suite. Surrounded by y/n things. He couldn’t bring himself to part from any of them.
For if he did, then it would be true… she really would be gone.
Each moment since the others had forced him to let go of his lovers’ body, had been a blur. How did he get back to his suite? When did he get changed? Had he eaten? He did not know.
What he did know, was he had spent everything minute, of every hour, since praying to a God he did not believe in. Begging for his love to be reunited with him.
Trudging towards the kitchen, Eisuke spotted a crisp white envelope which had been slid under his door.
The neat calligraphy stood out on the white envelope. There was no sender. No return address. Eyeing the letter cautiously, Eisuke opened the envelope carefully.
‘If I told you, by giving up all of your riches, you could go back to the day your lover passed away, and reset. Would you do it?’
At first, Eisuke thought it was some sort of sick joke. Go back and do it all again? Sure, he had been praying for such a thing. But… impossible. That was the first thought he had.
But then he remembered all of the ‘impossible’ things that had occurred during his relationship with y/n. And he wondered… what if? What if it was true?
Well, it was obvious.
He’d give up everything. Everything if he could just have her.
***
Sweating, and breathing heavily Eisuke bolted up in bed. Another nightmare. These had been a regular occurrence since y/n was taken from him. 3:00, the digital clock beside his bed displayed the early hour.
When had he fallen asleep?
Yet suddenly, that wasn’t the most important question on his mind. The familiar sound of movement in the kitchen echoed through the suite. On slightly unsteady feet, Eisuke headed towards the kitchen to see who was rummaging around his cupboards at 3 A.M.
He wasn’t sure what he had been expecting, but the scene before him was definitely not one of them.
“Y/n?!” He gasped, as her familiar form stood beside the counter drinking a glass of ice-cold water.
“Oh sorry Eisuke, I didn’t mean to wake you!” She smiled ruefully.
Oh, how he had missed her smile. The cute dimples that formed on her cheeks, as she bashfully looked his way.
“Y-you didn’t” He stumbled over his words, rushing towards her and crushing her in a tight embrace.
The warm arms that surrounded him told him this was real. Her warmth, the smell of her freshly shampooed hair, the sound of her voice, and the taste of her lips as he kissed her with abandon. She was undeniably real.
“Oh Eisuke, you are sweating buckets! Are you ok?” Concern was laced through her voice, as those delicate fingers threaded through his damp hair.
Eisuke held her even more tightly. Inhaling her sweet scent. It helped calm him down immediately.
“Yes baby, I’m ok… it was just a nightmare. Come back to bed with me, I don’t remember giving you permission to leave” His usual cockiness filled his tone, but it barely masked the relief displayed in the way his eyes softened at her presence.
Her soft chuckle was like a symphony to his ears.
He had been given a chance to reset. He knew what he must do. He would not screw this up. He would make good on his promise, they were going to be together.
***
Clinking of glasses. Champagne bottles popping. Chattering guests, laughing. These sounds all filled the boisterous party hall. The usual liveliness filling the air.
Yet all fell silent when Eisuke Ichinomiya stepped onto the stage, ready to make his speech.
His eyes searched the crowd, meeting those of his love. The smile she showed him was all the ammunition he needed.
This was it.
He smiled back. The kindest, most genuine smile, he had ever shown at any of these functions. His heart was warm. Full.
She was all he needed. Of that, he was certain.
Taking a deep breath, he stepped towards the microphone. The band in the corner stopped their melody. The guests quietened down, ending their conversations. The hall fell silent.
“It has been a great honour to be the face of the Ichinomiya brand over the years. We have imagined, designed and created many ventures during my time leading the group. I have given my all to bring the best ventures to life. And to have had the ability to do so, has been both an honour and something I am incredibly proud of.”
His eyes remained fixed on y/n. Eyes which have held him captive since the day she came into his boring, lonely life. Eyes which now looked to him with confusion, yet awe.
“It is with a heavy heart, yet excitement, that I must inform you all today of my decision to step down from my role as CEO.”
Gasps. A chorus of gasps spread across the room. Expected. Of course, no one but he would understand this sudden decision.
“The future of the Ichinomiya group is bright. I look forward to seeing what they do in the future. However, as for me, I desire nothing more than to step away and settle down with my own family. I thank you for your understanding and support”
Ending his speech, Eisuke stepped down from the stage. With purposeful steps, he headed directly towards y/n.
“Eisuke?!” Her confusion was loud. Yet her happiness was undeniable.
Grasping her hand tightly in his, he led her from the hall. Her warm hand and soft, delicate fingers felt pleasant in his own. This warmth he cherished so much, he would not let go of.
His accomplishments or her? It had been a no brainer. The old, cold CEO hotelier would have chosen his riches. But she had thawed his cold, locked away heart. She had taught him to love.
And he would choose her. Every time. No matter what he had to lose.
For she alone, made him feel like the richest man alive.
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if you know a creator who is now writing fanfictions about kissed by the baddest bidder, I would like you to recommend him/her to me
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The bidders at my cookie shop
(i work at a cookie shop soooo😋)
Eisuke
he normally wouldn’t stand in line at a little cookie shop in the mall for a sub pare chocolate chip cookie but the cashier caught his eye (mc obv)
he is one of the only customers who doesn’t complain about the high prices bc he big balling
he first just wanted a chocolate chip cookie maybe a coffee too
but mc persuaded him to do the daily deal of buy 6 get one free
(an obv scam but she can bat her eyes at anyone and make them spend every penny there)
and Eisuke wasn’t any different, he actually bought one of everything
which had mc’s mouth on the floor
(she was honestly pissy bc there was a line forming behind him)
he would overly compliment mc which would have her rolling her eyes
she would try to walk to the back when she saw him coming but he would wait for her to come back up for his order to be taken
after times and times of trying to give her his number she finally takes it
eisuke’s fave cookies: koko creme + the chocolate chip
and ofc he loves mc’s coffee, literally creams for it
Baba
he would be a usual there
he also works in the mall
he works in the little magick shop all the way on the other side of the mall
but the walk is worth it to see the cute cookie shop cashier
(and he doesn’t mind walking, he got those long legs for a reason)
he knows mc by name and ALWAYS asks how mc is before ordering his cookies
he is very charming and subtly flirts to make sure she isn’t uncomfortable
he would always get a red velvet and a cheesecake brownie
(mc literally knows his order by heart he gets the same thing every time, bless his soul)
he usually asks when her break is and if she wants to head down to the food court during it
(she always says yes)
he always tries to pay for mc’s food (and he usually does if mc isn’t looking)
if mc is closing he walks the long way out the mall so he can say goodnight to her
Soryu
man isn’t a cookie person but inui dragged him here
he isn’t even a mall person but once again inui heard about the puppies in the mall and had to go, little did they know a quaint little cookie shop was by it
ofc they stopped when inui saw the spiderman cookie, which he had to get
Soryu ended up getting something like a double fudge brownie or a smores bar
he hits it off well with mc surprisingly, since he wasn’t much into small talk she did to mind taking his order
(other than his deathly stare that sorta scared her)
he really enjoyed the brownies and actually came back without inui
which had mc on edge since soryu didn’t have his little puppy dog beside him
he actually came later in the day so mc gave him some free chocolate chip which weirdly had him blushing
he devoured them, when inui tried to touch them he whipped out his gun
every time he goes back there he gets softer and softer for her
and develops an addiction to the double fudge brownies
Ota
he has a little art kiosk in the mall, he usually sells his art and sometimes draws people he see’s
his little kiosk was right by the cookie shop so he would stare all day at the cookie shop worker
he would watch her hair start to get messy and her take a breather after the long line of customers
he would draw her the most, her puppy dog eyes reminded him of his little dog koro
he would go up there everyday grabbing a yellow mellow and a large decorated cookie
he would usually pick the quirkiest one like the pumpkin with sunglasses
(even though its the middle of august)
and then two m&m cookies bc the splash of color reminds him of his water paintings
he would joke around with mc a lot
even across the mall from his kiosk
if mc had a loud customer he would look over at her with a concerned face
(he actually came up and put a guy in his place for yelling at her)
(he’s weirdly intimidating)
he put some drawings up of mc in his shop but she low-key never noticed
until he brought her one of his drawings of her
(she literally gave him like free cookies for a week bc of it)
Mamo
he isn’t a mall man it’s too much of a pain for him
but one day at the office some one brought in cookies and he was hooked ever since
he would go straight to the mall for the cookies every single day after work
he would usually get the monthly cookie, especially in august its his fave
the blueberry crumble✨
other than that he would get the peanut butter swirl or the sprinkles
he would die for the buttercream
he was usually grumpy so mc would draw little doodles on his coffee cup
(when she stopped he actually said something about it)
he would always try to request the ones straight out the oven, which mc caved multiple times and gave him piping hot ones
(which he burned himself on but played it off)
(now mc is super careful while handing him his cookies and even tosses a joke here and there about it)
he actually is the one that tips mc the best, like he always tips her every single time
(he tried to ask if they sold edibles before, mc was thinking about sneaking something special in her new batch)
Hikaru
he knows mc already and goes there everyday to make her life hell
(he obviously wants to eat her out)
he takes forever to order things even though mc always knows what he wants
but he continues to give her a hard time EVERYTIME
his order is always a watermelon cookie pizza and a peanut butter blossom with a dr pepper
but he likes the extra time he takes to talk to mc
he orders cookie cakes often and puts them under dumbass names like “ben dover” or “Anita dic”
mc once persuaded him to get the raspberry cream cookie and he was not in love with it
it was too “tart” for him
(which mc knew but wanted him to waste 5 dollars)
hikaru is one of those customers to bring up the price of the cookies everytime
“why is this shit 2.36 is there dope in it?”
“what dope are you smoking that is 2.36”
“not good shit”
in the end he is low-key obsessed w the cookies and HIGH-KEY obsessed with mc
Shuichi
after the plant shop he would always stop at the cookie place
usually as shu tho never shuichi
when she does see shuichi she thinks its so funny he has the same order as shu since there so different
chocolate chip pecan, a german chocolate brownie and a black coffee
shu always jokes with mc and usually flirts it up with her
(she really enjoys seeing shu he’s actually lowkey her favorite customer)
unlike shuichi which is her least fave, since how brass he is
he never acknowledges her as a person as shuichi but shu greets her very kindly everytime
every visit he takes, shu and shuichi slowly mold together
one day shuichi brings her a little succulent and thats when she puts two and two together
she gets really embarrassed and has a breakdown in the back
(but now she thinks he’s bipolar or has multiple personalities) (which is totally fine on a real note)
Rhion
very sweet boy and very soft spoken
mc can barely hear him over all the mall noise
his face is always red when he orders he can barely look at mc
but when he does look at mc, he stares
he works in the costume shop and sometimes wears masks to scare her if she doesnt see him coming
(she lowkey thinks he’s weird asf but he’s very kind and cute so she’s fine with him)
his order is a carrot cake cookie and a snicker doodle, he always gets stuff for his coworkers too bc he’s a sweetheart
he tries to give mc free costumes, really wanted her to be Alice for his mad hatter for the last three years in a row
she finally said yes
some days when he would come up to her in his mad hatter get up he would have more courage to talk to her
but she made sure he knew that he could talk to her either way and she would enjoy him
Luke
he would get the gluten free sprinkles
since this man on a PILL DIET LIKE BFFR
but eisuke brought him here and made him get a cookie and not only a coffee
so he went for the overly priced gluten free cookies
and stared at mc’s chest the whole time
he says its not creepy and he’s just admiring her bone structure
(which she still finds very creepy)
luke started to come on his own bc his new pill started being the gluten free sprinkle cookies
he would ask mc to be his model to study her bone structure (ngl she had her boss come out and serve him a couple of times bc she was a little uncomfy)
but one day he was actually the exact opposite, almost came in like he was lifeless which freaked her out a bit
(mf was malnourished asf)
mc literally hand fed him the cookies to make sure he ate
(mf was literally just buying cookies to let them stack up at his house)
MC
girl tries her best to love her job
her favorite thing to do is ice the cookies while she hates to restock
she is a closer who workers many hours and usually spends the whole day at the shop
she literally runs the place lets be for real
her favorite would be the underrated koko swirl and oatmeal rasin
she would take long breaks with baba in the food court bc she deserved it after working opening to closing
she lowkey hates when baba pays for her so everytime she goes to the magick shop she tips extra so it feels like she’s paying him back
she always doodles a cat on her cup when she gets a drink, its her little thing so everyone knows the cup is hers
she gets along the best with her coworkers and honestly gets the best tips
she does have like 9 men fiening over her
which i mean she never really minds bc it helps with the tips
ota and rhion always try to give her cookie designs, which she usually listens too bc their gods with their hands
one time she took mamo in the back of her shop and smoked weed with him
she pretends to hate eisuke but she legit thinks he’s the biggest man candy in the world
#kbtbb#kbtbb eisuke#kbtbb luke#kbtbb mamoru#kbtbb mc#kissed by the baddest bidder#soryu oh#ota kisaki#kissed by the baddest bidder eisuke#eisuke ichinomiya#kbtbb soryu#kbtbb headcanon#kbtbb baba#kbtbb fanfic#kbtbb fics#kbtbb smut#kbtbb ota
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Amygdala
Pairing: mamoru kishi x reader
Genre: angst
Warnings: tw/domestic violence, cursing, sa, abuse
a/n: i tried to keep the actual violence parts to a minimum, it can be really triggering! anyways, it was asked by an anon some time ago im so ashamed of myself for doing it so late so here it is. and as always, @hellocupie my favourite proof reader always helps me pull through my writer’s block.
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…Nine
You counted mentally as put ointment on your fresh bruises
…Ten
Except, however you turned your legs, a barrage of bright scabs followed your eyes, painted in gorgeous shades of blue and purple.
You flinched as one hurt particularly bad. Putting aside the medical box, you almost stumbled when you got up. Regaining your balance you walked into the bathroom and analyzed your face.
“That bastard’s clever.”
You whispered under your breath as the only thing still safe and free of injuries on your body was your face except for one eye. You couldn’t go down to grab an ice bag. No, absolutely not. That man still would’ve been in the kitchen, drinking and eroding away.
You wanted to be free. There was nothing you wouldn’t give to be steer free of this torture cell that wasn’t even worthy of calling a home.
01:00 a.m.
There was still a timid little child rooted in you somewhere that was afraid of roaming the streets at this hour. All kinds of creeps hung out in the dark streets, especially at this hour of the night. It wasn’t easy sneaking out, but food, however, was still a priority and you hadn’t more than a slice of stale bread in two days.
Pulling your hood up, you walked into the 24 hour convenience store. Strawberry milk and two cups of ramen would do it, right?
You stuffed one cup under your hoodie, hoping the part-timer hadn’t noticed. Reaching the door, you made a dash for it but the guy working in the store caught on to your antics. Before you could even get away you smashed straight into a sturdy chest. Looking up, your eyes connected with grey orbs. You wanted to move back but the part-timer was right behind you.
…
“I told you I was hungry! I’ve never did this thing in my entire life, please believe me.” Pleading to the cop in the grey suit, you put your hands together in forgiveness, hoping for him to let you go.
“That still doesn’t give you an excuse to shoplift. Tell me either of your parent’s phone numbers if you don’t want to end up in juvy.” The man in grey said as he held you captive. You couldn’t risk your father knowing about this. Starvation won’t be the only cause of your demise if that happened.
“Please, I’m not lying. I haven’t eaten in over two days. All I wanted was some food in my stomach. I’ll never do this again!” Right on cue, your stomach grumbled and you pointed at it to prove your point.
It was at that moment when your hood pulled back a bit when the officer finally got a good look at your face. The purple bruising on the left side of your face definitely wasn’t from a stumbling into a pole, if that was the excuse you were gonna give him.
“What gave you that black eye?” He asked while he sat you on the stool outside the store, the part-timer back at the counter.
Your brain hollowed. Eyes dilated and breathing erratic. He wasn’t supposed to know about this. Not if you wanted a roof over your head. Playing it cool, you dismissed his question,
“That’s none of your business, officer.” You leaned on the table and the bearded man raised an eyebrow.
“I’m an officer of law, kid. It is my business.” He countered.
“Oh yeah? Says who?”
“The law.”
You couldn’t argue with that so you pursed your lips as you saw the faintest ghost of a smirk on his face.
“Wait right here and don’t you dare run away. I’ll still catch you.” He said as he disappeared into the store. You obviously didn’t want to get yourself into more trouble so you waited obediently.
Five minutes later, the man emerged from the store with two cups of your favourite ramen, the one you almost stole earlier, and a carton of choco milk. He placed one in front of you and took his place in the stool opposite to you. It was odd but you wouldn’t turn away free food.
“I wanted strawberry milk...” You said, breaking apart the chopsticks.
The officer slurped his and shot you a glare, “Be grateful. I don’t do this for everyone.” You glared back but continued to eat without further protest.
You made it safely back to your room after bidding goodbye to the officer and evading your father. With a full stomach, you slept well for the first time in weeks.
…
It has become a part of your daily routine now. You escape out of the house without your father catching on and having late night dinners with Mamoru outside the convenience store. He’d treat you to dinner or buy you little snacks which you initially refused until Mamoru forced them in your hands. You learned his name a week ago when he showed you his police card. In return, he asked yours.
He saw the scabs and scars on your arms and legs every now though except he never asked about them. He had seen enough victims of domestic violence before to figure out what was happening but he didn’t want to pry until you were ready to open up to him and you appreciated that.
You two often argued about him walking you to your house.
“I’m not a kid!” Your nose flared as you glared at him.
“Please, you’re the size of a munchkin. How are you not a kid?” Mamoru folded his arms.
“I’M SIXTEEN, I CAN WALK HOME ALONE.”
“You just proved my point, hence, you can’t go alone. Let’s go.” He grabbed you by the arm and dragged you with him. You eventually gave in and he walked you home from that point, leading to him learning your address. You were more than glad to find that your father wasn’t home nor asleep whenever Mamoru was outside your door.
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Mamoru was worried. It had been six days. Six days since your last meet up. He waited late into the night hoping you’d show up but you didn’t. His texts were left on read and calls weren’t being answered. It was possible you were just busy with school work but it had never been this quiet on your end.
You were never open to him actually learning about your family so Mamoru only sought for help through his connections. His assumptions about your bruises hung over his head like a bad omen and he couldn’t shake off the bad feeling.
He found a little sister in the 16 year old that he never had. He had to find out what was going on in that house and if there was any person who was good at infiltration, it was Mitsunari Baba. When Mamoru explained to Baba why he had to go look for a teenager, he was baffled. But Baba had never seen the man look more distressed in all the time he has known him. So Baba took time out of his busy schedule to help the man and his little friend out.
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The clock read 11:30, but you couldn’t figure out how long you’ve been lying in the kitchen, blood seeping out from every inch of your body. Your mind kept recalling all the events from an hour ago.
Your pathetic excuse of a father had just gotten home from God knows where. The awful stench of booze could be sensed from a mile away and that was your signal to make your escape. You wish, oh how you wish you hadn’t decided to lay down in the living room for a normal evening for the first time in a while. Before you could run off to the comfort of your room, your father grabbed you roughly by the hair and pulled you towards him.
“Now where are you running off to, huh!?” He uttered with a manic face. You knew what it meant and you wanted nothing more than to stay away from this man.
“You’re just a little whore, a whore like your slut mother who ran off with another dude for some dick!” He struck you across the face as he spat. Clenching your fist, you closed your eyes and endured whatever shit he threw at you.
“Now look at you! You’re running away at nights doing whatever the hell that whore did! The apple doesn’t fall from the tree, I guess. You thought I wouldn’t find out?” Your eyes widened in absolute horror when you heard that. At this point, he had already grabbed the golf club, your body being the recipient of his repetitive strikes.
“Do you get money for it too? You look plumper for someone who barely eats the food she’s given. You ungrateful wench, is the food I put on your plate not enough?”
He struck you in your stomach. You thought of the stale bread and the beer cans in the refrigerator. What food was he talking about?
“...Or do you enjoy getting fucked by men twice your age?”
This time, he aimed for your legs. Your battered and bloodied self could barely hold on to the last of the strength and you ended up collapsing on the wooden floor.
He grabbed the collar of your shirt and yanked you upwards. “You know, whenever I fucked the brains out of your stupid mother, she always stayed home like an obedient bitch. You’re the filth that came out of that shameless slut, it shouldn’t be difficult getting you on the same page.” You tried to lift your hands and swat his hands away when he puts them on your thigh, but failed. You wanted to vomit.
It was too much. You thought of everything that built up to this moment. You thought of Mamoru. You thought of the food he bought you because you were hungry. You thought of the warm hugs he gave you when you felt down. Even though this disgusting man continued his assault on you, you tried to think of the limited happy things in your life so you wouldn’t feel as bad as you leave this miserable life behind.
…
Baba was prepared to break the window to get in if he had to but he was quite surprised to see the back door of the house unlocked. He expected a shabby house but the state of the house was rather immaculate. His awe was short-lived when he stepped into the living room.
Blood. So much blood, he could hardly believe his eyes.
His eyes widened beyond belief when his gaze landed on you sprawled across the floor. Are you even breathing? He thought as he crouched down to check your pulse so he breathed a sigh of relief when he could hear your silent breathing. It was slow and soft but it was there. Your body was littered with bruises, most of them looked fresh and some, a few days old. He could hear water running somewhere upstairs and he couldn’t let this go on anymore.
Mamoru was devastated when Baba reported everything to him. How could he let something so big like this happen right under his nose? He had so many opportunities to help you, to pry the information out of you. But he resisted it all for your sake, and in the end, all he felt was regret. He had to resist the urge to destroy the man who had done this to you. But right now, his priority was you. Your safety and your well being so he did everything in his power to get you out of that hell.
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You could barely make out the scene before you. You peeled your ears open to hear what they were saying but it was all so hazy. People dressed in police uniform were placing handcuffs on your father’s wrists while you felt yourself being carried in someone’s arms. It was a warm embrace and it felt familiar.
What’s going on?
You wanted to ask, but your hazy mind didn’t allow you, and you succumbed to the protection that the arms holding you provided.
When you opened your eyes, Mamoru was the last person you had expected to see in front of you. A nurse tended to all of your injuries, the injuries that your rotten father had cruelly inflicted on you. Mamoru was speaking with someone but this time you could make out some of the words they were saying.
Once the nurse was done treating you, Mamoru walked up to you. You didn’t mean to, but you unintentionally flinched. You didn’t want him to see you in this state. He understood that but it was all he needed in order to reassure himself that you were alright. You were okay, alive and breathing so he hugged you with all his might until you had to smack his arm to push him away.
He ended up telling you about how he got a call from your neighbour, a neighbour you don’t remember having, hearing thrashing noises from your house and immediately reported it to the police the moment he saw you lying in the lounge when he decided to check it out. Baba’s disguise had worked yet again and he was more delighted than anyone that his skills had actually saved someone’s life this time.
You were still terrified.
Years and years worth of abuse you had to endure had just come to an end and your brain could not keep up. What if he came after you? What if all of this was just one of the delusions you had cooked up when you had tried imagining yourself in a much better life? Your thoughts were quickly pulling you into that dark place again but Mamoru was there to drag you away from the pit of darkness you were living in. He believed he could and you allowed him to. You had just come to love him as an older brother, someone you could rely on so when you heard him utter the words ‘everything will be okay’ for the first time in years, you let your tears fall freely.
#mamoru kishi#mamoru#mitsunari baba#kbtbb#kissed by the baddest bidder#eisuke ichinomiya#soryu oh#ota kisaki#otome#voltage inc#love 365#otome romance#fanfic
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As per my suggestion...!!
heres the promised mermaid au fic!!! I might not ever finish it because theres a lot of worldbuilding and writing stuff that i dont have time for😔i havent looked over this in a while and it isnt beta read either so ignore any mistakes!! All that aside now, pls enjoy!!
Well, here I am.
Looking up, her expression hardly wavered at the luxurious and magnificent hotel she stood in front of.
Here it is. Tres Spades.
Her glance shifted low to the dark blue dress she wore specifically for the famous I.V.C held at the hotel. Her pearl necklace reflected the huge amount of light from both the inside and outside and her silk, white gloves held onto a matching white clutch. She wasn't gonna look like anyone present at the party, but she was fine with that. The party wasn't what was on her mind anyway, it didn't matter if she stood out or not.
All she had to do was get to the penthouse.
Walking through crowds and crowds of people, her white heels clicked with every step she took on the recently cleaned floor. As she reached the room the I.V.C was held at, she was suddenly startled by someone talking behind her.
"Woah! I've never seen you around here. Is this your first time attending the I.V.C perhaps?"
She spun around to find two men looking at her, their eyes not leaving hers. She recognized one of the two almost instantly.
"Oh! Why yes, this is my first time here. I was looking for Mr. Ichinomiya? He was supposed to escort me to the party." She flashed a radiant smile, hoping to catch the two off-guard. As she stared at them, she realized the identity of the second man who strangely wore a fedora hat.
"Oh! We're his accomplices, and I haven't heard anything about you from Mr. Ichinomiya...would you give us your name?" The blonde smiled, crossing his arms and waiting for an answer. Her heart slowly began beating faster as she thought of a made-up name.
"Misaki. My name is Misaki." She extended her hand out for a handshake, which the brunette took and gave the back of it a gentle kiss. Her heartbeat slowly went back to normal and her smile slightly fell.
"A beautiful name for a beautiful lady. My name is Mitsunari Baba, but you can call me Micchy or Mitsu for short. And you probably already know who my friend is." Baba glanced back and forth between the blonde and the woman.
"Of course, Kisaki Ota. I'd be ashamed if I didn't know who you were." She bowed and internally cringed, her patience slowly running low. She wasn't here to chat up some men...but, if they managed to get her up to the penthouse, at least the lying would be worth it.
"You flatter me Miss Misaki! Now, what was that about Mr. Ichinomiya escorting you to the I.V.C?"
"Ah, right. We talked over the phone weeks prior to the I.V.C, but he must have forgotten. He's a busy man after all, and so am I." Lying in situations as such was her specialty, but for some reason she felt as if she was being read easily. Can they tell?
"Boss is a very busy man. If you'd like, we could escort you around the I.V.C ourselves?" Baba gave her a handsome smile that would swoon women in her place, but she was barely phased. It wasn't her job to begin flirting with a thief.
She tried to shake off the unusual feeling she felt when she realized Ota's smile had also fallen a bit as he stared at her. Not at her, but her necklace specifically. The only explanation that sat right with her was that he'd been looking at it from an artist's point of view. She didn't know if he realized the necklace was made out of real pearls, however.
"I would appreciate it very much, Mitsunari." She smiled again for the sake of being polite.
From nearly getting lost in the sea of people to stumbling upon a mysterious looking hallway and being sold at a black market auction held in the basement of the hotel, she was only a few steps away from her goal. It didn't matter who bought her, she would escape them either way. Her eyes were set on finding one man and that man only. Her surprise when she heard she was sold to seat #100 came as a shock even to her. She fell right into the hands of the man she had her eyes on.
The cage she sat in had been carried all the way up to the penthouse, her heart racing as she realized how close she was to her target. Even if they didn't speak and wore masks, she knew exactly who the two men that carried her up there were as well.
And when she was brought in, she found herself face to face with him. Eisuke Ichinomiya.
"Who are you?"
"Boss, this is the lady that we-"
"If you let me out of this cage, I will tell you exactly who I am and what I'm doing here."
She stared at the five men who stared back at her. Her smile from earlier was replaced with a fierce gaze at Eisuke, who was staring at her cautiously.
"And how do we know you don't have any ulterior motives?" A strong looking man stood up which she quickly identified as Soryu, Eisuke's childhood friend and a mobster.
"If your security is good at checking whether or not people have weapons on them, then you don't have to be afraid Mr. Oh." She held her chin high and smiled internally at his slightly bewildered face.
"...You know who we are?" Eisuke spoke, eyebrows narrowing as he stared at her through his eyelashes. She could sense he was conflicted and a little confused.
"I know you all. And we'd be able to talk like normal people if you let me out of this cage," She crossed her arms, gaze not faltering as she stared back at Eisuke, "But we probably already know the phrase "normal people" doesn't suit you at all, right Ichinomiya?"
She saw his eyebrow twitch. As she guessed earlier, Baba and Ota took their masks off, their gazes switching back and forth between the woman and Eisuke.
"Is your definition of a succesful individual 'abnormal'?" Eisuke crossed his arms and took a sip of his wine, placing it on the table in front of him afterwards.
"I think we both know what I mean here." Her gaze went to the wine glass in front of him. Lowering her open palm, she aimed it directly at the glass before knocking it over, the wine spilling on Eisuke's leg.
All the men's eyes widened and Eisuke swiftly stood up, panic evident on his features.
"Eisuke, go!" Soryu suddenly yelled at him. Realizing he had to move as fast as he could, he dashed towards the staircase with a curse, managing to make it up before anyone could see anything.
When they made sure he was out of sight, everyone shot a glare at the woman. Only Ota seemed to stand still, still comprehending what had just happened.
"What the hell was that?" Soryu approached the cage, gun in hand now. The woman only grinned as the realization that she'd indeed found the man she was looking for began setting in.
"I think you know exactly what it was." Her fingers tapped at the golden cage as the mobster stared her down. She felt confident knowing she wouldn't be killed in that moment after what she did. They needed answers and she was aware of that. There was also no way they'd let her go unless they heard the full story, unless they didn't let her go at all. She was bought by them after all.
"I...don't get it. How did you knock over that glass?" Baba stared, still a little stunned. She rolled her eyes and glanced at the thief who was looking at her for an answer.
"I'm pretty sure you know that as well." Before looking away, she caught a glimpse of Ota looking almost...solemn, as he stared off into the distance.
"Come on now, you can't all play dumb. I'm here for one reason and one reason only."
"And that is?"
"Eisuke."
Soryu stared at her once more with a stern look on his face. Was he gonna let her out? She made it clear she'd explain everything if she was out of the cage...but how could he trust her like that? Especially when he didn't even know her name?
"Open the cage Mitsunari." A deep voice from the back spoke, the woman recognizing it as Mamoru's. At least he's not entirely stupid, as much as he is lazy.
Baba hesitantly reached into his pocket to take out a key, Soryu stepping away to make space. Opening the cage, the woman stepped out, arms crossed over one another. The men continued to stare at her for a moment before they heard footsteps coming from the staircase.
Her eyes immediately locked with Eisuke's as she looked up. He looked both furious and confused as he walked down each step.
"I'm gonna ask this one last time. Who are you and what are you doing here?" Making his way towards her, he stood in-between Baba and Soryu, eyes staring daggers into the woman. He only recieved a grin in return.
"I heard a siren call from miles away, and it lead me here in your hotel."
The CEO stared in pure confusion. He almost wanted to laugh at how ridiculous she sounded. A siren call. Is she for real?
Sure, it might not have sounded...that ridiculous, given the situation he was suddenly thrust into in less than twenty seconds. His eyes traveled to her neck adorned by the pearl necklace. He could feel his throat going dry even as he swallowed.
Those are real pearls.
And, sure, seeing real pearls hung on a string as an accessory wasn't the most unusual thing Eisuke had seen. But the way this woman was dressed bewildered him.
He estimated the cost of both her dress and heels were most probably around 200 dollars. Her gloves were made of silk, therefore they had to have been a little expensive. The pearls were what threw him off. A single, real white pearl was already expensive, but her necklace consisted of at least thirty pearls that varied in colors and shapes. He even recognized one of the rarest blue pearls hung onto the string, and he could feel the nervousness bubbling to the surface the more he stared.
"You've...gotta be kidding right?" The thief asked, gaze shifting to Eisuke who tried so hard to keep his expression as neutral as possible. Both him and Soryu were begining to catch onto the situation.
"I'm very serious. I came here specifically to talk to Eisuke, on behalf of my people."
"Your...people?" Puzzled, Soryu raised an eyebrow at her, his eyes now also shifting to look at Eisuke.
"I know what you are Eisuke. And we need your help." The woman's tone slowly morphed into one of pleading, as did her expression. Eisuke stared for what seemed like hours before sighing and turning his back to her.
"You have five minutes to explain."
"Five?!"
"Yes, only five."
She stared at his back as he walked over to the couch and sat down, Soryu and Baba following. She was glad she got the opportunity to talk...but five minutes? Really?!
"Alright I...just, do you mind bringing a glass of water?" Her gaze went to the artist who seemed to think about her question a little longer than he had to before nervously answering.
"Sure..." He put on a smile and strode over to the kitchen in the penthouse. Taking a deep breath before exhaling, her gaze returned to Eisuke who now sat on the couch, waiting for his explanation.
"First of all, I'd like to apologize for barging in all of a sudden and spilling wine on you. You were probably all confused and angry, especially you, Ichinomiya." Her heels clicked as she walked over to the four men, Eisuke's eyebrows forming into a frown as he recalled what happened.
"Apologize another time, get to your story." He swiftly crossed his legs and rest his chin in his palm as he waited for her to begin, as if he were a teacher about to listen to a student's excuse for a missed assignment.
By the time she stopped staring Eisuke down, Ota had come back with a glass of water as she'd asked. Funny how she has barely been here for five minutes and is ordering people around as if she owns the penthouse.
Thanking the artist, she set the glass down on the coffee table and waited for Ota to grab a seat, only for him to stand next to the couch Baba, Soryu and Eisuke sat on.
"As I said...I know what you are, Eisuke. Even if you might not know exactly what you are, we desperately need your help." She began, voice brave despite her slowly plummetting spirit.
"Who is this "we" you've been throwing around?" Baba exclaimed before getting interrupted by the woman.
"I'll get there. Let me explain."
"You fell into a pool when you were young in London...right?" She raised an eyebrow and looked at Eisuke for his reaction. He definitely didn't disappoint. His eyes went wide and he was now listening to her more cautiously, the nervous feeling on the verge of overflowing.
"You became a mermaid. Or...a merman. Otherwise known as a siren." She explained like she was some lunatic, but Eisuke knew better than to assume that when she was right. Except he had no idea what she meant by the siren part of it.
"How do you know any of this. Only my manager and some acquaintances are aware of what happened. How did you manage to find out what happened a decade ago?"
"That's not important. What is important is that I'm a real mermaid born at sea, and my people have and I have been threatened by the human race for years," She looked down, remembering the last moments with her family before they were taken from her, "They sacrificed themselves so I would stay alive and get help."
"It took you this long to find me?" Eisuke interrupted, his thoughts now racing. Had she been stalking him? Did she somehow bribe someone to tell her about him? What kind of help did she need exactly?
"I've known about you ever since you fell into that pool. You see, I'm from Britain myself, and all of us have known about you ever since that day." She explained briefly, not leaving any room for questions as she continued quickly afterwards.
"You're the first merman to have ever fallen in the pool in that cave in nearly sixty years. It just so happened that you became a siren on the day the last merman transformed 43 years before you did." She briefly caught a glimpse at Ota looking down at the floor as if he was holding something back. Did he wanna ask a question?
She decided to ignore it, passing it as just him being lost in his thoughts.
"This is...too much information," Eisuke rubbed his temple, her words barely registering. He was finally used to being this weird form of a human after so long, and suddenly there's so much information shoved into him it's almost too overwhelming.
"You think? You gave me five minutes to explain, I'm using that time wisely." She may have been aware of the conflicted situation he was in at that moment as he slowly took in what she was saying. Still though, she figured she might as well drop the bomb as quickly as she could, even if it confused Eisuke at first.
"We've been looking for a siren for years now due to our problems with the human race. And that just so happened to be you..."
Her frightless demeanor began to wear off, quickly replaced by someone in genuine need of help. Eisuke stared at her, her words still registering. So he was a siren. Was it good that he finally knew his identity after so many years? He certainly didn't feel any better knowing, that's for sure. What if she was lying?
"Can you prove to me in any way that you're telling the truth?"
The woman stared at him. Of course, Eisuke Ichinomiya of all people would never believe some girl suddenly showing up at his penthouse, telling him he was a damn siren and that there were real mer-people living in the sea with no proof. The whole story seemed like a sick joke. Even if she knew things many others hadn't known, even if she held information that Eisuke had never revealed publicly...he had to know.
"If you'll allow me to," She raised her open palm once more and focused her energy on the glass of water in front of her. Soon enough, they saw what looked like a bubble rise out of the glass. Eisuke knew she wasn't lying the moment he saw the "bubble" rise higher and higher, but still wanted to see what she would do. As the water reached her head, her hand suddenly dropped to her side, as did the bubble. The CEO's eyes widened as it splashed over her head and he was already begining to count down the seconds it took for her to transform. No sooner than that did Baba get up and rushed over to her, holding her up by her arms as her legs disappeared and were replaced by a sparkling blue tail.
"Is that enough proof for you, Ichinomiya?"
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❝ such a brat… ❞
warnings: nsfw, slight overstimulation & clitoris torture, bratty behavior, mentions of neglect
genre: slight Dom/sub au & smut
fem!reader insert, Eisuke paring
a/n: it’s not as detailed as i’d like
synopsis
You were just such a fucking brat. It was unbelievable, how you would take the simplest of tasks and throw a bitch fit about it. You and Eisuke had been dating for a while now and he was used to girls beckoning to his every whim, but you however did the opposite. It’s the only reason he noticed you. It’s easy to mistake you for a Dom, in this world full of Doms and subs. But, it was made clear during your first time having sex that you weren’t a Dom. Not even close. Simply the brattiest sub he’s ever met.
“Stop, woman.” He says in a serious voice, annoyed by your antics, trying to draw attention from him. This always happens. To you, regardless of whether it ended in punishment, his acknowledgment, getting him away from work, that was a win in your book. It was embarrassing, being dragged to a subs whim in front of all his friends. He had been far too gentle with you. “Y/n, room. Now.” He commands, but it wasn’t going to be that easy. “I refuse, purple!” You say without hesitation.
You hadn’t even considered following his command, saying your safeword was almost instinctive. Every time Eisuke talked, you were prepared to blurt it at any second, like a ticking time bomb. Sure, you knew safewords weren’t supposed to be abused like that, but that’s not your problem. He was glaring daggers at you. “Y/n, what did I say about doing that.” “Doing what?” You feign innocence, batting those pretty eyelashes that stopped working a long time ago.
The way he looked at you, you knew you were going to be punished. But, it’s not like this would be a new phenomenon. His friends laugh at your defiance, they had never seen such a strong headed sub before. “You’ve got your work cut out for you boss!” Baba laughs, Ota adding “I could tame your adorable puppy, if you want-” He quickly shuts his mouth, seeing the murderous look Eisuke gives him at the thought of another man touching you.
Seeing this jealous act, you decide to push Eisuke’s buttons. “Ota, that sounds wonderful! Why don’t we start right now?” You look over at Eisuke, and he seems to be fuming with anger, so angry that he’s completely silent. You're about to egg him on when suddenly you’re thrown over his shoulder. Lightly pounding his back, you huff. “Me and Ota were doing something! Mister jealous.”
He doesn’t say a word. You must have really done it this time. But, did you care? No. “Eisuke! I said we were- woah!” You’re practically slammed onto the bed, your whole body bouncing. “Did I make someone angry?” You coo, only to be shut up by a breathtaking kiss. “This is the last time,” he mumbles, “the last time you’re ever going to behave like this.” His tone was cold, and his eyes looked menacing.
Yet, his characteristic smirk seems to make you think otherwise. What could he do? Spank you? Deny you an orgasm? Being a huge masochist, there wasn’t much you could think of that you wouldn’t enjoy. “I’m going to make you cum so much, you’ll beg to never orgasm again.” Before you can say a word, he’s ripping your clothes off, now laying somewhere on the floor of his room. You were excited, finally getting the attention you've been craving all day.
First he ties your hands to the bed frame, then your legs, making sure to keep them spread wide. Then he leaves, going to his closet “full of wonders”, as you call it. Though, he comes back with an automatic thruster attached to a dildo, clamps, and a vibrator? Was he not planning on touching you? Seeing your look of confusion, he gives his signature laugh. “Did my poor baby really think I would reward her? After that act?”
He clamps your nipples first, making you yipe. “There there, naughty girls can handle a little pain.” He says in that annoyingly condescending tone. Next is the vibrator. You thought he would put it inside of you, but instead he attaches it to you clitoris, and you can’t stop yourself from jumping which proves futile as the binds hold you in place. “Fuck! Eisuke, Eisuke.”
Moaning as you try to reach out to your Dom, sure it felt good now, but Eisuke knew after an hour like this you’d be begging him to make it stop. Your pussy instinctively clenches around nothing. “Eisuke”, you whine, but to avail. You felt your orgasm building up, already wet from the stimulation of your clit. Your head begins to fog, only for the stimulus to suddenly grow strong. Eisuke was pressing it right onto your clit. Screams and moans echo the room, it was too much.
Right before the orgasm hits he stops, making you look up at him with big glossy eyes. “Bad girls aren’t allowed to come without asking.” That antagonizing smirk never left his face. “Please! Please can I cum!” Your voice comes in more of a begging tone than you had intended. “Let me think about it.” Finally, the dildo is shoved inside of your wet entrance. You weren’t at all ready. He hadn’t prepped you, not even a finger.
The pain begins to turn to pleasure though, the machine being put on the highest setting. “Ei- Eisuke! No!” You hadn’t had time to adjust, no build up, just rough, fast pounding. The lewd sounds made from your soaked entrance being thrusted in and out of makes your face more red than it already was. It was too much. The clamps, vibrator, and now this. And before you know it, you’re having a ripping orgasm. Yet, there’s no sign of stopping.
“Eisuke, no! A- ah!” Tears filled your eyes, much to Eisukes pleasure. “You didn’t think I would stop just because you oragsmed, did you?” Just how long was he planning to keep this up? Your legs shake, you had only cummed once and you were already exhausted, there was too much pleasure. It felt too good. “Please, please. I- I need you! Please, I’m sorry!”
It had been 60 minutes of nonstop orgasming. Each time you thought you couldn’t cum again, you came. “I don’t know. This is what you wanted, right? A punishment?” You could barely choke out words. Your legs desperately pulling against the bonds to close, eyes teary, and breath gone. “Fine, but you’re going to have to come again.” Shaking your head no, you’re surprised when he turns the machine off.
“Wha-” He takes off the vibrator, nipple clamps and binds to your legs. “But I thought…” You can finally breathe again, but before you know it he’s on top of you. “I wouldn’t let some stupid sex toys finish my woman off.” You were surprised, that is, until you saw the tightness in Eisuke’s pants. “Eisuke… please, need-” “I know.” Unbuttoning his pants, he roughly pulls both them and his underwear down.
Capturing your lips in his, he finds your entrance before putting it in with ease. “All wet and loose for me. What a naughty girl you are.” Clenching him, you swear you catch a groan leaving his lips. Pounding you so hard, the bed shakes with your love. You can’t hold him, your hands still above your head, so you cry out his name. “Fuck, I know. I’m close too. You think I like watching you get off without me?” You can barely mutter a response, so he just quickens the pace.
“Ngh, o-oh, AH-!” Your g-spot is hit mercilessly until you’re ripped of yet another orgasm. Usually it took more to get you off, but you had already cummed so much, it’s like your body was just waiting for that next high. Able to catch your breath, relieved when Eisuke unties your hands, red markings to show for it. “Y/n, I don’t understand. Why do you act so bratty? There’s no way you act this bratty just because.”
You were always so much more open after sex, and even though he didn’t seem like it, Eisuke gave really good aftercare. After getting a warm, damp towel, he wipes down your body. “I don’t know.” You shrug, and from the “mmm” noise, you can tell he wasn’t satisfied with your answer. Getting some oils, he tries again. “Y/n, come on. You can be honest with me. What’s bothering you that makes you behave this way?”
He was rubbing you down, careful of the new marks on your body. “It’s stupid.” You say with a sad, distant look of your face. You stop feeling the rubbing, and soon Eisuke is next to you, face so close to yours you think you might kiss again. “Nothing involving you is stupid.” There was a moment of silence, he could tell you were debating on telling him. Finally, with a sigh, he knows he’s won. “My parents.. they’re just like you. They were always too busy for me.”
That broke his heart, had he been neglectful? “Never looked at my art projects, grades, didn’t even show up to my graduations or sports competitions. I wanted something to fill that. Yet, it feels like I’m constantly fighting for your attention, just like I did them.” He wasn’t aware of how his actions impacted you.
“Y/n, I’m sorry. I won’t prioritize my work over you again, I promise.” Your body was sore, but you work up enough energy to initiate a hug, and your bare bodies come together. The heat of being so close made you feel warm inside. With that, you fall asleep peacefully against his chest. “Love you..” “I love you too.” He responds, rubbing your head until you fall asleep.
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Unexpected Surprise
Fandom: Kissed by the Baddest Bidder
Pairing: Eisuke X MC
Genre : Fluff with a teensy bit of angst
TW: Mentions of wanting to lose weight, pregnancy
She looked at herself in the full length mirror, turning right, then turning left. Her favorite pair of leggings weren’t fitting like they used to. She had gained weight. It was hard maintaining a figure that the Tres Spades CEO deserved, or at least what she thought he deserved. She sighed, “I have to lose some weight.” She said to herself quietly.
She entered Eisuke’s kitchen, immediately starting the coffee. She opened the fridge and took out eggs, onions, and peppers. Preparing to make breakfast. Eisuke came out of his home office looking at his phone; when he looked up, he saw _ _ _ looking displeased. “What’s the matter?” She shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know, just in a bad mood.” He arched an eyebrow. “You haven’t even been up for an hour. What would put you in a bad mood so quickly?” She rolled her eyes, “I don’t know, Eisuke. Just leave me alone and let me cook breakfast!” She snapped at him, “You don’t need to get pissy with me. It was a question.” She immediately felt terrible.
“Sorry,” He kissed her forehead. “It’s fine.” He went to sit at the table while she cooked. The door swung open and in sauntered Ota, Baba, Mamoru, and Soryu. She sighed. Could she get a moment of peace with her boyfriend for once? Of course, knowing they’d want to eat, she made extra. There were omelets, toast, sausage, fruit, and yogurt when she brought the food to the table. “Is this a special occasion? It’s like a gourmet breakfast.” Baba joked. Soryu shot a glare his way, shutting him up. “I dunno. I figured you’re all here, so I might as well.”
As they talked and ate, she gave herself a small serving, knowing she had to watch how she ate if she wanted to lose weight. As everyone ate their fill, they all talked while she cleaned breakfast, but Eisuke noticed her taking bites of sausage and fruit as she packed everything up. After wiping the table, she left to go shopping. “Have you noticed _ _ _ eating more than normal?” Mamoru asked. Eisuke was swiping through his phone. “A bit” Soryu leaned back in the chair, crossing his arms across his chest. “You don’t find that odd? Maybe she’s stressed?” Eisuke looked up from his phone to his best friend. “Maybe.” Ota was doodling on a napkin. “I would pay attention to her. It could be something serious.” Eisuke scratched the back of his neck. “I’m over this conversation.”
When Eisuke returned home from work that same day, he found her asleep on the couch with the TV playing. Taking off his shoes, he went around the sofa, lifting her up and taking her to the bedroom where she could sleep properly. Her eyes blinked open when he was covering her up. “Eisuke?” He reached up and caressed her cheek. “You fell asleep on the couch.” She sat up and rubbed her eyes. “I’ve been exhausted lately. There’s no reason for it. Not like I don’t get enough sleep.” He kissed her on the forehead, and her stomach growled. “Have you eaten?” She blushed, “I ate. I’m just constantly hungry. It’s irritating.” He smiled.
“How about a snack, then?” How could she refuse when he was being so sweet? “Okay,” She went to stand up and suddenly felt dizzy. Not able to see, she sat down, waiting for her vision to return to normal “_ _ _?” She stood back up. “I just got really dizzy.” Eisuke was quiet as they went into the kitchen. As they gathered food for a nice snack, his mind was racing. Maybe something was wrong? Some medical condition, perhaps? After their snack, she went to bed.
The following day, she entered the kitchen to start breakfast when she heard footsteps behind her. She turned and smiled, but he didn’t smile back; instead, he crossed his arms. “What?” she asked, feeling his stare heavy on her. “There was a bunch of candy wrappers in the trash this morning. Did you get up during the night to eat?” She adverted her eyes. “I felt like I was starving” Eisuke raised his eyebrows. “So you ate a bunch of candy?” She sighed. “I didn’t want to make anything; someone had given me some candy.”
She furrowed her brows. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me! It’s like I can’t stop myself. I’m so hungry all the time. I’ve been trying to watch what I eat to lose weight, but I feel sick if I don’t eat.” He motioned for her to come to him and led her to the kitchen table, sitting across from each other. “Why are you trying to lose weight? You’re fine the way you are.”
“Because I want you to be proud to call me your woman, not when I look bloated and chubby. I hate it.” He put his head in his hand. “You’re fine. You’re more beautiful than any other woman anyways. Stop trying to live up to what you think are my expectations without knowing first.” He looked her over, noticing her breasts looking a little fuller, her face a little swollen. It couldn’t be weight gain; she hasn’t put on that much weight, maybe a couple of pounds, but not enough to make a noticeable difference.
He started connecting the dots as he looked at her. Her insatiable hunger, dizzy spells, exhaustion, and now she tells him she’s bloated. He cleared his throat, and she looked at him, confused. “What?” He swallowed, almost nervous to say what he was about to say. “I don’t think you need to lose weight. You should feed your body if it’s telling you to.” She was confused. “Why would I do that? I’ll gain more weight?” He rubbed the back of his neck. “I don’t think it’s just weight gain, _ _ . I think you’re pregnant.” Her eyes widened, and she just looked at him for what seemed like minutes of not speaking. “ _ _?” When he called her name, she came to reality. “Oh my god! I think you’re right. How did this even happen?” Eisuke smirked, “I can show you how if you want?” She kicked him from under the table. “Stop it. This is serious! I’m on birth control.” She looked at him again. “Why are you so calm?!”
He sighed, “Birth control isn’t completely effective in preventing pregnancy. We’d have to use a condom in tandem with birth control, but why would we do that? We’re only sleeping with each other. What does it matter anyway? I can take care of you and the baby. That’s no problem. It just means I get to see the efforts of our lovemaking with your swollen womb. To think we made life. Feels special, don’t you think?” She beamed. “Come here, baby.”
She walked over towards him and pulled her down to sit on his lap, and he put his hand on her stomach and kissed her cheek. “Don’t be scared, be excited. Take joy in the fact that you are growing a life. That’s what you deserve, don’t think of this as a bad thing.” She smiled, “Of course, I would be excited, but you talk about it as if I am. We don’t know till I take a test.” He kissed her again on the temple. “Because you are; I don’t need some silly test to tell me something I already know.” She rolls her eyes at his arrogance.
“Okay, Eisuke. Cause you’re a doctor now? Aren’t I supposed to feel sick?” Eisuke sits back and crosses his arms. “If you’re so concerned, maybe we should call Luke here? Would that make you feel better?” She pondered for a moment. “So indecisive” He picked up his phone, calling Luke without waiting for her answer.
Not long after Eisuke hangs up the phone, there’s a knock at the door. Eisuke gets up and answers it, and Luke steps in with a bag of medical supplies. He places the bag on the counter and looks at both Eisuke and _ _ _. “So what can I do for you?” You cross your arms. “Sexy bones?” He reads your body language. Eisuke clears his throat and stands up. “I need you to see if she’s pregnant.” Luke’s eyes go wide, and he gasps. “Were you trying? I had no idea.” She shakes her head. “No,” Luke smiles, “Accidents are always fun too.” He picks up his bag. “Let’s go in the bedroom so I can examine you.” She nods, following Luke.
Moments later, she walks out with Luke remaining completely quiet. Eisuke looks at her. “What happened?” Eisuke asks. _ _ _ silently sits down, and Luke walks up to Eisuke putting his hand on his shoulder and lowering his voice to a whisper, “She’s pregnant, and she’s scared. It would be best if you were supportive. Stress can affect the baby.” Eisuke nods, and Luke pats him on the shoulder. He takes out a prescription pad. “I’m going to give you a prescription for some prenatal vitamins.” He says as he writes, “Also, let me know if you start feeling nauseous. If you can’t keep food down, I can prescribe something for the nausea, but you might be lucky and not feel sick at all.” He smiles as he hands her the prescription. She takes it, looks at the prescription, and looks at Eisuke worriedly. Luke smiles again, picks up his bag, and leaves the suite, shutting the door behind him.
She turns away from Eisuke, “I’m going back to bed.” She set the prescription on the table and walked to the bedroom, wrapping herself under the blankets. Eisuke followed not long after, not wanting her to shut him out. He sat on his side of the bed, crossing his legs at the ankles. He lifted the blanket so he could see her face. Seeing tears falling. He furrows his brow, and uncovers her head, then lays down so he is level with her. “Do you not want the baby?” He asked as he stroked her hair. “It’s not that. I want to keep it. Of course, I’ll keep it. What if I’m not a good mother? I have no idea how to raise a child. I’ve never really been around children.” His face relaxes. “I think this is a normal fear, but I also think your instincts will tell you how to do the rest. You’re going to be a great mother. You are caring and kind. How could you not be?”
She wiped her eyes. “I don’t know why I’m so upset, it was bound to happen eventually, but I’m really upset.” Eisuke smiled tenderly at her, “It’s probably hormones, baby.” He kissed the top of her head. “Turn over” She gave him a confused look. “Just do it” She turned on her side so her back faced Eisuke, and he rubbed her back soothingly. “You’ll get through this because I will be here every step of the way. Now close your eyes. You need to rest.”
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Hooky (NSFW)
Fandom: Kissed by the Baddest Bidder
Pairing: Hikaru Aihara x f!MC
Prompt: Playing hooky from work to spend the day together
Warnings: NSFW, Vaginal fingering, Oral sex (female receiving), Vaginal sex
Notes: This is my first contribution to the @voltagefandomproject
“Stay in bed with me, honey.”
MC squirmed as her husband murmured his sensual plea into the crook of her neck. After an attempt to shimmy from the bed to get dressed for work, the maid found herself at the mercy of Hikaru’s warmth enveloping her on this chilly early morning.
“Come on, Hikaru,” she half pleaded, biting on her lip to suppress the moan threatening to succumb under the tantalizing duress of his touch of her curves. “I would love to stay in bed with you as well, honey, but Mr. Ichinomiya will be displeased if we don’t clock in on time.”
“Idiot. I’ll text Ichinomiya and inform him that both my darling wife and I fell ill during our honeymoon by catching a minor cold.”
“Hikaru, please,” MC huffed, her breath caught sharp when Hikaru’s hands vanished beneath the covers and rested on the mound of buttocks. “We….can’t….”
“Can’t what?” Hikaru provoked, his lips curling into a sly grin as his palms roamed his wife’s backside, her body bare from their late night affairs the eve prior. “Can’t call into work? Or can't we touch each other anymore?”
His fingers descended south, parting the creamy flesh of MC’s soft thighs apart until he brushed against the sensitive bud of her womanhood, eliciting a lewd gasp of pleasure.
“Maybe just one more day wouldn’t hurt anything…,” her soft voice trailed off, sighing in content when Hikaru tore the blankets and tossed them aside onto the floor.
Yearning to please his wife, Hikaru’s hands explored and caressed her damp skin, while his teeth engraved love marks that would remain visible for the sight of his eyes only long after this affair between the sheets. Satisfied that he had tormented his dear MC long enough with his teasing, Hikaru’s fingertips grasped the sides of her hips, and held her firmly in place while his tongue licked and lapped at her perspiration from her heated skin before gliding to enjoin them as one.
His tongue lashed languid strokes into her; as MC’s body bucked back and forth in a steady rhythm. Clutching the bed sheet with her fingernails, the harmonious sound of her pants echoed throughout their bedroom until a sensation of pleasurable friction tickled her lower belly when Hikaru’s nose brushing that sensitive bundle of nerve delivered a sweet friction.
“Have I convinced you to stay in bed and play hooky with me today, honey?”
Unable to formulate a coherent thought due to her body trembling from the aftermath of the high her hubby inflicted upon her, MC glanced backwards to meet Hikaru’s gaze and nodded slightly in between her pants.
“Speechless already?” Hikaru smirked, rising to his knees to flip his wife so that she was placed flat on her back and pinned underneath him. “The fun has only just begun.”
Now partially recovered from the delight of her orgasm, MC ascended her body to wrap her arms around Hikaru’s neck. Their lips were drawn together by the lingering passion; their tongues fighting for dominance until the sound of MC’s pager beeping from the nightstand interrupted.
Possessed by an envious desire, the former assassin reached for the device, and muted it before tossing it to the ground. Concerned about Mr. Ichinomiya’s reaction at ignoring his page when she did eventually have to face her employer again, MC attempted to fetch the pager, but instead yelped when her plan was foiled by Hikaru pinning her wrists back down onto the mattress.
“Idiot, you wouldn’t dare be thinking of another man while in bed with me now, would you?”
Keeping her wrists firmly pinned to prevent MC from wriggling away, Hikaru inched closer so that the tip of his erection brushed her thigh, eliciting a soft pleading whimper from the part of her lips.
“N-No, I would never, honey,” MC whinied, her mind spinning in anticipation at the teasing sensation tickling her leg.
“Are you sure? Because I wouldn’t mind reminding you whose woman you are,” Hikaru chided, snapping his hips forward to stroke her entrance, being sure to graze her folds glistening in her cum.
“Then remind me, Hikaru,” MC begged, the pool of wetness between her thighs dampening with how close his cock was to where she longed for his touch the most. “Spend the day reminding me.”
Hikaru groaned when his erection grew harder at the invitation. Releasing MC’s wrists, he trailed his lips down her body and aligned his pelvis with her opening. Complying with his wife’s demands, Hikaru thrusted forward and was greeted with MC’s sensual sighing. His responses was sighs of gratification taht drowned hers out when each movement of his was met with the fluttering of her walls clenching tighter around him.
MC’s reservations about their day of hooky were long gone as Hikaru continued to make gentle yet passionate love to her.
Who knew playing hooky every once in a while could be so electrifying for a marriage?
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how many shots it would take me to sleep with each bidder
eisuke: (4) would need.. just a few shots to be able to deal with his bullshit long enough to sleep with him but it would most definitely be worth it.
soryu: (3) confidence shots. i would let this man do anything to me.
baba: (1) literally dont need to take a shot before doing this lovely man but i just feel like taking a shot for it.
ota: (7) is he handsome? yes. is he also annoying? yes. i would not be able to put up with his koro thing unless i had a hefty amount of alcohol in my system.
mamoru: (2) i'd jump this man's bones the second i had the chance. i think two shots would be the perfect amount to be just a little tipsy to put up with him but LORD i love this man.
hikaru: (3) listen, i know this man is all shy but i feel like he is a freak in the sheets and i am down to experience that. i'd need a few shots to not be all shy and awkward myself.
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KBTBB High School Headcanons!
Eisuke - I’d say Eisuke probably had straight A’s without trying. He was every girl's crush at school. All of the teachers loved him, giving their best reviews on report cards. Though, didn't have many friends, despite talking to a school day’s worth of people. The people he did call friends were just those he believed would benefit him in the future. You know the anime, “Haven’t you heard? I’m Sakamoto” basically, he’s a kid who’s perfect. Always ten steps ahead, girls love him, guys respect him, teachers admire his grades, that type of thing. That’s Eisuke. He avoids conflict and is always a step ahead. Pop quiz? He knew about it a week before.
Soryu - When you first see him you think he’s a bully, which is attractive in a way. Turns out he’s just a quiet kid, though there’s definitely an abnormal strength about him. The person everyone fights to get on their team during gym class. Decent grades, probably would get a B in math if it weren’t for the teacher being scared of him. I can imagine him holding a lot of pain in, especially with his home life. Unapproachable, to say the least. Only has one or two friends at most but keeps everyone at arm's length. He’s, surprisingly, not the fighting type however I can see him getting into one fight if he saw a girl being bullied.
Shuichi - Him and Eisuke are constantly battling for top marks. Everytime one gets an A- the other mocks them for the entire week. Unlike Eisuke, Shuichi actually studies. Some could argue he doesn’t need too, but still does. His desk is always clean, and his notes are perfect. The teachers always entrust responsibilities to him. They even joke about having him as the principal when he’s older. Probably the type of kid that puts a lot of pressure on himself. That, and he just grew up having high expectations set on him. Doesn’t date. At all. He denies every girl that tries. Has been labeled as an “impossible catch”. Believes studies comes first and would break his concentration.
Ota - Ota is the popular kid. Everyone’s friends with him. He’s always hanging out with someone. One day it’s the drama club, the next it’s the art club. Did I mention the art teacher loves him? He doesn’t do the best academically, but his art teacher is so impressed, she offers to write a college recommendation letter. Again, everyone loves him. He’s the type of person a fight would break out over in the cafeteria, because everyone wants him at their table. Between him and Eisuke, the girls can’t decide who they want to date first.
Baba - Baba is the playboy all the girls warn each other about. At last, between his dashing smile and adoring personality, almost every girl has fallen for him once. People probably think he rides a motorcycle. He doesn’t, still, he gives off friends to lovers vibes. Despite his efforts, he always gets dumped due to his flirtatious nature. If anyone were to get pregnant during high school, the chances of him being the dad are 9/10. Quite responsible though. Takes accountability and helps his girlfriend through it. Supports her decision and promises to marry her, if that’s what she wants.
Mamoru - Mamoru is the kid who barely anyone knows. He sits next to you yet, if someone asked, you’d deny that he was in your class. He’s either not in class or sleeping/barely paying attention. They call him “Big Bromoru” because he acts like everyone’s big brother. “Shouldn’t you be doin your homework instead of talkin in the halls, eh?” Literally to random people in the hallway. Though, for some reason, it makes him admirable. No one dares say anything rude back, knowing they’d have the whole school as a target. He’s respected by all the kids there, even if he isn’t very noticeable.
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She Should Be With Me ~ Baba
Hey! 🩷
So here is the last instalment of the She Should Be Me mini series of stories I decided I would write. 😁
As always, the link to the prologue is below! ⬇️⬇️
For this series I decided I would write for the 5 original KBTBB characters, so now Eisuke, Mamoru, Soryu, Ota and Baba are all completed. 🥳
I honestly had a lot of fun writing these, even if I took a lot longer to post them than I expected! But hey, sometimes life gets in the way or sometimes inspiration for a different story hits better, and others get swept under the rug for a while! 🙃
So this is...
Baba x MC
A story of jealousy and fluff
Disclaimer ~ Characters belong to Voltage Inc. Story (and Mason's character) belong to me.
~ 4263 words
Numbness. The feeling of nothingness consumed Baba’s mind and body. The pounding of a heartbeat echoed loudly in his ears. Was it his? It must have been. Everyone else seemed miles away from him now. Surrounding her. The woman who lit up any, and every room she entered.
Their words were muffled. He couldn’t make out what they were saying. He was dazed. As though her news had knocked him out.
Gone?
Moved away?
Words he had hoped he would never hear her say. Especially not when they were associated with her leaving. Leaving with another man.
Baba felt as though an ocean was between them. As though someone was binding him to the past, and freeing her to her future. He felt as though he was watching her step further and further away. All while he was shackled to the past.
He shouldn’t have been surprised. The news wasn’t really news to him. She had confided in him that she was moving in with her long-term boyfriend. That she wouldn’t be able to stay at the hotel forever.
But what does a few conversations here and there really contribute? It never prepares you for the shock. Or losing the one you love.
But what hurt Baba the most was that he blamed himself. He was losing her, and it was his fault.
He let her get away. She was the one. And he had let her go.
Foolish. He knew that now. He knew when you had found the perfect gem, you didn’t let it go. You kept it safe. You polished it, allowing it to shine. But he had let this jewel of a woman go.
Foolish… the word didn’t even begin to explain how he felt. 3 years… 3 years this woman had held his heart in an iron grip. a love so vivid he could still picture the beginning of it now,
He had just returned from Switzerland. Gone for a few weeks, and a few loots later, he was back with numerous items to sell at the auction.
Paintings, pottery, jewellery… if you wanted it, Baba could probably steal it. The famous Lupin wouldn’t fail to steal something worthy of their patrons.
Crossing the foyer of the hotel, Baba spied the new hires being shown the ropes. The usual green staff, joined with eagerness. Getting to work in the Tres Spades, under Eisuke Ichinomiya… well their excitement was always palpable.
Yet one new hire caught Baba’s attention. His eyes drawn to her as though some gravitational force was pulling them together.
She was calm. Smiling, yes. But not some overbearing smile that made you want to cower as it hid some sort of insanity. No… a smile that was as fresh as a spring meadow.
Breathtakingly beautiful.
Baba was a renowned lady’s man. A flirt. But this was the first woman he felt a genuine interest in, that went beyond lust.
She wasn’t nervous, or intimidated at the importance of those she was working for. She seemed competent. Interesting.
Before he knew what he was doing, Baba was approaching the young maid. A toothy grin firmly in place.
“Well hello pretty lady, may I have the pleasure of learning your name?”
A soft giggle escaped the pretty maid’s lips. Angelic. A symphony to his ears.
“MC… and you are?”
“Baba Mitsunari, at your service. I don’t suppose I could have the pleasure of your company this evening for a drink?”
He had to shoot his shot. He wouldn’t be being himself if he didn’t.
“Heh, I am afraid my company has already been promised to another this evening. My boyfriend”
Of course. A lady as lovely as she was bound to be taken. But this rejection wasn’t exactly new to Baba. Many rejected him. What differed with MC, was he was genuinely intrigued. Her beauty was a bonus, but she, herself, had captured his attention.
Maybe… just maybe, he could build a friendship with her.
And he did. At first it was simple hello’s as they passed by each other in the hotel. Then it was longer pleasantries. About the weather, about a tasty dinner they had enjoyed.
Soon they learned many things about one another. One of which, was MC was abysmal at cooking. A skill Baba had perfected.
Baba began teaching MC how to cook.
Each week, a new dish. A new recipe to perfect.
And each week, Baba saw MC grow. Learn new skills. And grow even more beautiful.
Before he knew it, he had fallen in love. In love with a girl who couldn’t be his.
Or so he had thought.
About a year after they had met, MC and her boyfriend broke up. Arguments about how much she was working had caused them to drift apart.
Baba and MC spent much more time together after her split. Cooking became a time for her to relax and enjoy herself. And soon neither could deny how much joy they felt when spending time together.
And so, they started dating. Baba would take her to fancy restaurants, or they would cook together and spend the evening watching films.
A sweet, innocent love. For months they were inseparable.
Until MC found out about the auctions and Baba being the infamous Lupin. How could he have kept something so big, a secret?
Hurt, MC had told Baba she needed some space. Time to think about what she had suddenly learned.
Frustrated, Baba had been unable to accept this. Leave through the door now, and it was over. Truthfully, he had been desperate for her to choose to stay. Figure it out together.
But she had walked through the door.
And listening to his words, she didn’t enter them as his lover again.
They didn’t see each other for a few months after they broke up. The next time Baba saw her, they spoke as old friends. Things felt normal. Until she dropped the bombshell.
Her and Mason had reunited.
Baba had let her go, all in the heat of a moment. All because she had wanted time to fully accept what he had told her.
Foolish… he should have given her the time. They were meant to be together. She should’ve been with him. Moving in together, that should have been their next step.
But he had let her go.
Baba could feel the pitiful glances Ota surreptitiously gave him. His friend knew the flicker of love burned brightly in his heart. No other had come close to filling the void left by MC.
Truthfully, everyone believed MC and Baba would end up back together. They had been smitten. Like two love sick teenagers. Their breakup heart breaking.
They all had been saddened by MC leaving. Her presence had become the normal to them. Her absence noticeable.
Baba kept a watchful eye on MC. Her eyes flitted towards him. A burning ache passed through his heart.
She looked at him with the same sad eyes as the ones he was sure he was showing her. For Baba knew, he was not alone in his feelings.
When MC had told Baba a few weeks earlier that she would be moving in with Mason, Baba had reacted with surprise.
Surprise because the confession came following the reminiscing of their relationship. Baba bravely shared his feelings with MC. His love hadn’t faded. She had smiled. Such a sad smile, she had shown him. But a ghost of the one he had witnessed so many times before.
I love you too, and I am sure I always will. The words had come from her lips. But as much as he prayed she wouldn’t, she continued. But, we cannot be together Baba… Getting over you, it was the hardest thing I had to do. And I am with Mason now. I can’t hurt him.
He understood, he did. But knowing they both loved each other, how could he just give up?
He wouldn’t.
So, the infamous Lupin had a new target to steal. His most challenging, yet valuable target yet.
MC’s heart.
**
A few weeks had passed since MC declared she had moved in with Mason. Despite her moving out of the hotel, Eisuke had still encouraged her to accept the promotion. And so, she had been arriving to work promptly every morning, working as the penthouse maid.
This morning seemed no different.
As Baba stood dishing up his breakfast, a small knock reverberated around the room, as though right on cue. Except…
It was a knock he didn’t recognise.
It certainly didn’t belong to the woman who had enslaved his heart these past few years. That he was certain.
Approaching his door, he welcomed the maid inside. He recognised the maid as one of MC’s closest friends, Chisato.
“Sorry Mr Baba, I hope now is an ok time to come and tidy your suite?” The maid asked, a sorrowful smile gracing her soft features.
“Of course, thank you… um, Chisato… wasn’t it?” He asked the maid, just to be sure.
“Yes, Mr Baba?” Chisato offered a friendly smile.
“Where is MC? Isn’t she the one who is supposed to be responsible for the cleaning of the penthouse suites?”
He tried to hide the disappointment he felt at not being blessed with the sight of her and her smile today. To have to miss out on an opportunity to enjoy a cup of coffee together. Converse more about some random film or their dinner plans.
“Oh Mr Baba, did you not hear?” Chisato questioned, surprise evident in the way her fluffy brows met her hairline.
“Hear what?” Dread filled Baba’s tone. His palms grew sweaty as he nervously wondered what he could have missed.
“MC resigned. Yesterday was her final day. I would have thought you would have known? She had to work the two weeks’ notice period.” Chisato informed him, a sigh seeping through her tightly pouted lips.
Baba froze. Time seemed to stop. Except it hadn’t. Time never stopped. This was what had left him in this mess. If time could stop, he would have had all the time in the world to keep MC beside him.
He had been enjoying the comfortable friendly banter they engaged in. This ‘friendship’ they coexisted in. Two people, who knew they loved each other, but could never be together…
That wasn’t how it was meant to be. This wasn’t how their story was supposed to end.
How could he let their story end? Not when she meant so much more to him than any other.
“Mr Baba?” Chisato’s voice roused him from his musing.
“My apologies Chisato. Do you know why she left?”
“The commute was too strenuous, Sir. She was becoming overly tired, and was missing out on time at home with Mason. They both agreed she would seek employment within a closer vicinity of their home. I believe she informed Mr Ichinomiya of her new work place?”
So Eisuke knew. He knew and chose not to tell him. Frustration boiled in him, he was enraged at the fact Eisuke had kept something like this to himself.
His anger left him restless. He fled from his suite in search of the man responsible for his ire.
He was not searching long. The man he sought, sat drinking his coffee, in the lounge. The sight of the man sipping his coffee so nonchalantly fuelled the flames of anger even more.
“EISUKE, YOU IDIOT!” Baba bellowed, his rage controlling him.
His fists gripped Eisuke by his shirt, shaking from how tightly he held him. Yet the latter just eyed him coolly. He said nothing. Nor did he try fight back.
“How could you let her leave and not say a single thing to me about it? How could you, when you knew how I felt about her?” Baba’s anger was less convincing now. He sounded broken. He was broken.
Eisuke easily retrieved his now crumpled shirt from Baba’s grip, and sat back down. Once again sipping his coffee.
“You know… her coffee was always the best coffee I drank.” Eisuke spoke, his tone firm but quiet. Almost reminiscent.
Baba looked at him, waiting for him to continue
“I didn’t want her to leave either, Baba. Her presence was comforting, if not slightly exasperating at times. She was a nuisance. But she was a nuisance that I didn’t mind. She cared. She listened to us all, and despite who we all are, she accepted us. She was a good friend to us all.”
Eiskuke paused for a moment. He looked at Baba. His eyes showing a flicker of emotion, one usually missing from the man’s eyes.
“So as her friend, I listened to her, too. When she told me, she wanted to leave the hotel, I encouraged her to stay. Out of a selfish desire to keep her here. I also listened when she came to me again, this time with her resignation letter. I listened as she wept, explaining that despite loving working here, and wishing she could continue, she had chosen to move in with Mason and the travelling was too much. So… as her friend, and her boss, I accepted her resignation letter as the decision she made. And I did her one last curtesy. When she asked me not to tell you, I didn’t”
Eisuke got to his feet and began striding from the room. Baba hastily reached out to grab his arm.
“Chisato said she told you where she was working now. Where has she gone, Eisuke?” Baba pleaded with the other man.
“As I said, her coffee was always the best”
Those were the final words Eisuke spoke, before pulling free of Baba’s grasp and stalking from the room.
Baba felt confused. He knew Eisuke was a man of few words. What he had been graced with was a plethora of words, yet an obscure clue. All he knew was, he desperately wanted to find MC.
**
A month had passed, and Baba was still none the wiser. Eisuke had continued to refuse to divulge MC’s whereabouts to him. While MC still wasn’t responding with any clues of her own.
When Baba had questioned Chisato and a few others regarding MC’s whereabouts they informed him they had been sworn to secrecy. It appeared MC was taking their game of hide and seek seriously.
Fine. Finding the greatest treasures always felt better after a tough search.
The only thing that bothered Baba was the longer he took to find her, the longer he was without her. So far it had been just over 6 weeks. Yet it felt like eternity without her.
He had been spiralling when Ota approached him with a proposition. He needed to meet a client in the city across from them. He invited Baba to go with him. Get some fresh air. Put thoughts of MC aside for a day at least.
Baba knew this was his friend’s way of being kind. So, he accepted. One day without overwhelming himself in his search for MC wouldn’t set him too far back. Heck, he had barely made any progress at all, anyway!
A dainty little coffee shop, with a cute rustic vibe was the destination they were headed for. Ota would be meeting his client inside to discuss his latest commission. Heading inside, Baba’s eyes were immediately drawn to the back of the woman working behind the counter.
Her long hair was tied in two loose braids. Strands of hair waved down her cheeks. Her delicate frame danced from one end of the counter to another, working efficiently to make customers’ orders.
She didn’t need to turn around for Baba to feel his heart rate spike. Beating a mile, a minute. He knew, even without seeing her face, without hearing her sonorous voice. It was her.
“Welcome to La Casetta del Caffè, what can I get you?” her usual cheery tone blessed his ears with her words. It had been too long since he had heard her voice. Too long since he saw her face.
“MC?! You work here?” Ota exclaimed, his voice being what finally drew the young woman’s attention to them.
“Ota? B-baba?!” She stumbled as she spotted them. Yet the smile that lit up her features said everything she did not.
She raced around to the men, embracing them both tightly.
“MC… how have you been?” Ota asked.
“Oh, you know, busy! Learning a new job and keeping a home running is challenging!” MC smiled, “I’ve missed you guys, how are the others doing?”
“They’re fine… Eisuke misses your coffee” Baba spoke, somewhat hesitant to divulge that little tidbit about Eisuke.
The young woman laughed. A laugh so joyous, it filled others with that very same joy. Baba felt warm and fuzzy. His heart swelled to be near her again.
Finally, he had found her.
Ota had politely excused himself upon noticing his client waiting in the far corner of the café. Since it was time for MC’s break, she headed to a table outside with Baba so they could talk away from the hustle and bustle of the busy café.
“So, how have you been?” MC asked, somewhat nervously.
“I, uh, I’ve been busy… spent a lot of time searching for a run away.” Baba joked, scratching the nape of his neck nervously.
“I’m sorry I left without saying goodbye…”
“Why did you? Leave without saying goodbye, I mean.” Baba asked, desperate to know.
“Because I couldn’t. I didn’t want to say goodbye to you Baba. I mean… it was always us. Part of me always believed it would be again… and saying goodbye, well that would mean if never could be us again…” MC shuddered, it was clear she was upset.
“What if… what if it could be ‘us’ again?” Baba asked, placing his large rough hand atop of MC’s smaller, softer one.
“I-it can’t…” MC whispered, her voice breaking as she pulled her hand away. “I moved away… with Mason. He’s kind, Baba… I… I can’t hurt him… not over some selfish desire on my part.”
“But MC… I love you. And I know you love me. Surely, if we love each other, you should be with me?” Baba pleaded, his eyes glistening with raw emotion.
“Baba… sometimes love isn’t enough for things to work… if it was, we wouldn’t have ended up how we did before…”
Her words wounded him. As though an arrow had been shot right through his heart. Love not enough? Of course, he knew that. relationships took hard work to maintain. But he was willing to put all that work in for her. For them.
“MC please. Please think about this. If you still want to choose Mason after you’ve really thought about it, I will accept that as your answer. But if… if even a small part of you thinks we could be together, then come home. Come home to me, and I promise I won’t let you walk out that door again… I’ll wait until I hear from you to know your answer… but I won’t bother you again”
Squeezing MC tightly once more, Baba headed back into the café to await the end of Ota’s meeting. He spared breaking his heart further by glancing back at MC… if he had, he may have noticed when another male took his place before her.
**
The weekend soon came around, and Baba had not spoken with MC since his and Ota discovered her working in the dainty café.
He shouldn’t have been surprised it had been radio silence from her since his surprising proposition. But it hurt nonetheless that they had not been speaking this last week.
Questions whirled in his mind. Had she made up her mind? Did she choose him? Did she choose Mason?! Would she text him to say what she had chosen straight away? Or leave him waiting… wondering?
His mind was in overdrive. And not just during day light. His mind seemed to become even more active at night. He would toss and turn in bed, trying to settle and sleep. But she would occupy his thoughts.
God, waiting for her to decide was torturous. It had only been one week. What if this went on for weeks? A month? Surely, she would not let his misery continue that long? Right?
Evening soon fell on what was, once again, an unproductive day for Baba. Much the same as the previous 6 days, Baba had spent the day meticulously cleaning the suite.
Clearing space in his drawers and cupboards for MC to occupy with her own belongings. She hadn’t even said she’d chosen him, yet he still wanted to prepare her a little space in case she did…
Was he just being foolish?
Settling down on his sofa with a beer in hand, Baba stared at his phone, as though he could miraculously manifest her phoning him.
Ridiculous.
Sighing, he let his head fall forward, his bangs covering his face.
When a vibration caught his attention. His phone, perched on the table, was buzzing. Had he… did he… manifest a phone call?
Looking at the screen he read the name of the one person who’s voice he wished to hear so desperately.
“MC?!” He quickly spoke after his scramble to answer the phone.
“Hey Baba, sorry to call so late. I hope you weren’t too busy?”
Her voice still soothed him, like the gentlest lullaby.
“N-No I wasn’t doing anything.”
“Oh, good. Sorry it’s taken so long for me to call.”
“It’s fine, MC. I told you, you could have all the time you needed.”
God… did he sound desperate? Or too nonchalant? This was stressful. Why was she calling? Had she decided?
His heart rate spiked at the possibility.
“So, uh, Baba… I have to ask… what you said, before at the café… did you really mean it? Did you really it mean it when you said it could be ‘us’?”
“Every word, MC.”
His grip naturally tightened around his phone. This was it. She had decided.
“Baba… it’s you. It’s always been you, and it is always going to be you.”
The words he was desperately praying for tumbled from her lips. Racing towards his door he quickly responded,
“I’m coming to get you, where are you right now?!”
Yet before she could respond he swung his suite door open. Standing there, at his door, was MC. Phone still pressed to her ear.
“I’m here…”
Those were the only words she managed to speak before Baba had pressed his lips to hers in a warm, fierce kiss. Enclosing her body in an embrace, they stumbled back inside his suite, the door swiftly closing behind them.
Their lips didn’t leave one another, as they made their way haphazardly towards the bedroom. Their hands sought each other with practiced moves. Neither forgetting exactly where the other liked to be touched.
Honeyed moans, and gasps was all that could be heard as the night drew on, and the two made up for the time they had lost.
A long night awaited them both…
**
Baba held MC close. Their sweat glistened bodies, enmeshed together within the sheets. His fingers brushed through her locks, enjoying the feel.
“So, uh, I know this is a really weird thing to ask, straight after we’ve just slept together, and all… but uh, what happened with Mason?” Baba asked the question he had dreaded mentioning.
“We ended things. Mutually. He, uh, he saw us talking that day at the café. He heard what you said and he asked me how I felt. I told him I was confused at the time and needed some time to think it over. He was kind. He let me think about it properly. A couple of days ago we sat down to talk again. I told him the truth. About how I still loved you, and despite honestly caring about him, it wasn’t the same. Mason understood. He told me about how he had been grateful that I’d tried to leave everything behind for him, but in the end… he encouraged me to be selfish. To come home.”
“He’s a good guy, eh?” Baba grumbled.
“Why does him being a good guy make you grumble sweetie?” MC laughed, prodding Baba’s pouting lips. Lingering a little longer, running her fingertip over the mouth that not so long ago was seeking out her body.
“If he wasn’t such a nice guy, it would be easier to hate the guy. Yet he encouraged you to come back to me, he wanted you to be happy. Now I’ve got to be thankful for him”
Baba continued to pout. MC giggled, seeing her lover in such a state. Seeing that she was enjoying this, Baba felt both his mischief and lust grow.
“Well… I guess I can spend the rest of my life thanking him by loving you thoroughly” Baba whispered in a honeyed tone. His lips ghosting his lovers’ ear, before descending down to kiss her nape.
MC’s hands slipped into his hair encouraging his ministrations to continue. And Baba was not one to disappoint the desires of a lover.
As they exchanged kisses, and let their hands dance over one another’s bodies. Baba finally felt full again.
He had caught his greatest treasure. And this time, he would polish the gem in front of him, to allow it to fully dazzle. For he now knew just how irreplaceable this particular gem was.
She was home. In his arms, where she belonged. And this time, he wouldn’t let her walk out, through any doors again.
#kbtbb fanfic#kbtbb#kbtbb baba#mitsunari baba#kissed by the baddest bidder fanfic#kissed by the baddest bidder#voltage fanfic#voltage inc#voltage otome#love 365#voltage games#fanfic
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drop that kbtbb lore yall rn.
OML HEY GUYS IM BACK!!!! well hopefully, school is starting again but i feel the need to start this back uppp. idk fall is such a kbtbb season for me i mean they’re def an every season thing😋. ever since i got a new job I STILL HAVEN’T BOUGHT ANY NEW ROUTES??? i actually have like 600 coins saved uppp so i could buy one if i wanted but i’m way too indecisive to just buy ONE. i had kbtbb when it was just an app itself and again like i said all my bought shit was wiped from the webs bc i didn’t keep the code, so im back at the start. with my writing since i sadly don’t know all the deep in depth lore sometimes it might seem a bit off but i really just make up my own stuff about them or how i think they would act from what i know. so yall PLEASE DROP THAT KBTBB LORE, make it juicy so my mouth waters,,, or drop the blandest shit like the color mamos underwear (black right?) either way SAY SUM!!!
#kbtbb#kbtbb eisuke#kbtbb luke#kbtbb mc#kbtbb mamoru#kissed by the baddest bidder#soryu oh#kissed by the baddest bidder eisuke#ota kisaki#eisuke ichinomiya#kbtbb ota#kbtbb hikaru#kbtbb soryu#kbtbb headcanon#kbtbb smut#kbtbb fics#kbtbb baba#kbtbb fanfic
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A Flaming Hot Christmas (SPOILERS)
UNPOPULAR OPINION.... BUT I LOVED IT...
i know people hate the idea that mc cheats and blah blah blah.... but its just TOO DAMN SPICY!!! shes always waiting hand and foot for the bidder that she chooses, lets not forget eisuke also literally cheated on her when they first started dating! im honestly shocked no one brings this up more (if im recalling the story correctly)
but either way to me its not about the cheating, its about how unexpected the people she cheats on him with are!!! like for example... eisuke got cheated on with hikaru?! name an odder pair...
also the way it truely shows how messed up the bidders can be....
OTA KNEW THAT BABA PURPOSELY TOOK ADVANTAGE OF THE FACT HE COULD GET MC DRUNK WITH IMPURE INTENTIONS!!!
she wanted to seem more ''mature'' so by that she wanted to make cocktails, who makes cocktails? baba. whos she close to? baba. its a perfect situation! if you chose the route where you stay loyal to ota, then you later realise that otas fully aware of babas intentions to get you drunk.
if you go the cheating route... baba does exactly that.
ALSO THE AIRPLANE ROUTE WAS SO FUCKING FUNNY
anyways im aware none of my rambling makes sense lolol
#kbtbb#kbtbb mamoru#kbtbb eisuke#kbtbb luke#kbtbb baba#kissed by the baddest bidder#kbtbb fanfic#kbtbb headcanon#kbtbb ota#kbtbb mc#kbtbb smut#kbtbb soryu
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it's been about 1 year and 5 months since i drew the little dance scene of my old fic, so i come with a redraw of it with much more oomf to it and a lot more improvement 😍(why did i do this instead of writing the entirety of the 3rd chapter of my new fic? who knows. the adhd wants what it wants)
so i introduce
a dance with the devil himself (redraw)
#love 365#voltage inc#love 365: find your story#kissed by the baddest bidder#eisuke ichinomiya#soryu oh#kbtbb#kbtbb eisuke#kbtbb soryu#fanart#kbtbb fanfic#someone pls instruct me on how to do sheer clothing better i cant do this anymore#LIKE...I JUST NEED HELP. FR.#never have i ever made eisuke sluttier than this
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