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˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ STAR CHILD aib characters having a s/o who is a kpop idol (headcannons!)
hikari kuina —
( before borderland!)
- she would be your biggest fan and supporter
- she’s definitely coming to all your concerts
- probably would have stalked you online
- listens to your songs when you are busy practicing and she misses you
- would be best friends with all of your group members
- they would all adore her oml
- she’d definitely steal your clothing but you don’t mind
- your fans would also adore her
- you’re her wallpaper and phone case lol
- she’d collect all of your picture cards and switches it online whenever she gets someone else
- she would be so embarrassed when she’d show you her room which was covered in posters with you on them
- likes to watch your interviews whenever she’s bored
- would 100% accompany you to any events and would fit right in
- but if you have to keep it secret you’d tell everyone that she’s your best friend
- she would do your makeup whenever she can
- will kiss your forehead right before your concert for luck
- she’ll teach you how to defend yourself from any perverts
( in borderland!)
- when you entered the beach her jaw dropped
- she was almost drooling at the sight of you
- chishiya would be so confused lol
- she’d nervously approach you after having stared at you for like ten minutes straight
- would blush anytime you’d smile at her
- she felt like she could faint when you sat down next to her at the bar
- kuina would be so annoyed whenever a guy tried to hit on you and had to resist rolling her eyes
- would protect you from anyone 24/7
- knows all your songs by heart
mira kano —
( before borderland! )
- she would listen to you while working on her plans bc your voice soothed her
- after a while she wanted to know whose angelic voice has been helping her for the past few months
- the moment she saw your face pop up on her screen she was in love
- she carefully planned a meeting where she would make you fall for her
- her mission to make you fall in love with her went smoothly
- she’d kiss you lovingly when you came home everyday after practise
- would be so proud and would show it
- she’d hide her sadistic side from you to make sure that you won’t leave her
- does anything you ask for
- makes you food everyday and makes sure that you stay healthy
( in borderland! )
- she would have been so fascinated by you
- she makes sure that she can protect you from the militants while trying not to seem suspicious
- it started with soft smiles and long eye contact but it developed into passionate kisses and loving words
- won’t hesitate to kill someone if they wronged you (not openly but through the games)
- makes sure that you get easy games with a 100% chance of surviving
- loves it when you sing to her
morizono aguni —
( before borderland! )
- would be your own personal bodyguard
- keeps paparazzi away from you
- doesn’t know anyone from the industry but will attentively listen to you when you rant about it
- will come to most of your concerts but don’t expect him to sing along
- he will tap his foot to the beat tho
- hatter will beg him to meet you
- you’d become best friends with hatter and aguni wouldn’t know how to feel about it
- definitely regrets introducing you to hatter bc now he always demands to go to your concerts
- he claims that hatter is a bad influence
- your group members would be so intimidated by him lol
- hates going to events but does it anyway because he wants to keep you safe
- he’ll turn up the radio whenever he hears one of your songs playing
- but will immediately turn it back down when it ends
- your fans would definitely make memes about him lol
- he would roll his eyes anytime someone mentions it
- people would be so confused as to why someone like you would date someone like him
- idk why but i feel like he would be kinda insecure about it but won’t tell a soul
( in borderland! )
- would meet you during a spades game
- thinks you’re attractive but also thinks you’ll die first
- is surprised when he finds out that you have the best condition out of everyone
- sticks to you like a bug because he likes you but won’t say it
- you’d have to start all the conversations
- at first he wouldn’t know what kpop is lol
- so when you tell him you were a kpop idol before the borderland he would be like ‘a what??’
- after you explain he’d be like ‘cool’
- he’ll search the city to find a cd/poster of you
- would be kinda weirded out how there is a whole ass shop with your face everywhere
- will find a picture card of you to carry around in his pocket
- tries to keep your overenthusiastic fans away
- especially the good looking ones
- likes it when you hum one of your songs under your breath while cuddling
- would listen to kpop songs for you and only you
rizuna ann —
( before borderland! )
- would be so annoyed by paparazzi
- she’d make sure you stay healthy and makes sure that you rest enough
- your group members would be kinda intimidated by her but would like her eventually
- she would talk to your manager whenever she sees that you’re uncomfortable in the clothing that you had to wear during a performance
- doesn’t often come to your concerts because she’s a busy woman but would if you ask her to
- finds it amusing when people find out that she’s dating the famous y/n
- she would make sure that you eat enough and will always make you something to eat for during practice
- you would definitely spoil her and she wouldn’t really mind it unless it’s really really really expensive but you won’t budge when she tells you to return it
- she will shamelessly walk around the house in your clothing
( in borderland! )
- wouldn’t know who you are
- probably heard someone talking about you in the hallways
- would be annoyed whenever someone flirts with you
- overprotective but won’t actually act on it??
- you will spend a lot of time around dead bodies if you want some quality time
- won’t let niragi 6 feet near you
- makes sure that you are always safe and checks for injuries after games
- silently hums her favourite song of your group under her breath while she works
ryohei arisu —
( before borderland! )
- hardcore fan
- buys every piece of merch even when you’re dating
- you always having to tell him to stop buying it because you could just give it to him for free
- he won’t listen tho
- will blast your songs in any car
- would be annoyed anytime his brother speaks with you
- karube and chota would straight up laugh in his face when he tells them he’s dating you
- but when he invites you to hang out with them they’d stare at you for at least five minutes
- arisu has to keep chota as far away as possible bc he keeps staring at you and it’s freaking him out
- while he also has to make sure that karube doesn’t flirt with you 24/7 lol
- worried about you because of the amount of hours that you have to train
- loves to see you wearing his clothes
- likes to read all the kpop drama
- would go to all your concerts and events
- but at your events he would feel so awkward
- upset over the fact that you have to keep your relationship on the low
- always makes sure that you eat, sleep and drink enough while he’s dying from dehydration
- he knows the choreography of your dances like the back of his hand
- he sings your songs like the national anthem while he showers
- you always save him the same seat at concerts that he loves because he claims to have the best view
- is your biggest supporter
- i’m almost a 100% sure that he has read every y/n fanfic there is
( in borderland! )
- won’t believe his eyes
- usagi had to hold him back from running up to you and asking for your signature
- you would find his silliness amusing
- would blush anytime you’d touch him even if you had to pull him away before he’d get shot
- staring at you 24/7
- you would be kinda freaked out but you’re used to it
- would definitely have gone to at least three of your concerts before the borderland
- makes sure that you’re safe during the games
- would definitely be jealous anytime a good looking person talks to you but he trusts you completely
shuntaro chishiya —
( before borderland! )
- he’d watch your interviews even though he claims that he doesn’t
- absolutely loathes paparazzi
- would hum your songs under his breath whenever he’s alone
- i feel like he’d have a shelf with all of your albums on it but won’t speak to you about it
- he’d feel so annoyed whenever you’d wear high heels because he’s so short
- would find it attractive tho
- while he doesn’t like physical contact in public he’ll often hold your hand if you get nervous because of paparazzi/fans
- will stalk your instagram
- uses your eyeliner and eyeshadow
- would smirk whenever one of your fans says that he’s hot
- he’d make sure that you stay healthy
- he’ll have a tea cup with your face on it but he would hide it from you
- he will kiss you softly after you have a hard day
( in borderland! )
- he honestly wouldn’t care tbh
- would be glad that you and kuina get along
- he’d kinda get annoyed if kuina is one of your fans and talks about you 24/7
- the reason is that he’d be like ‘she’s my girlfriend??’
- and kuina would then say ‘so?’
- and he’d roll his eyes before telling her to go find her own gf instead of obsessing over his
- he’d hate it whenever someone approaches you and starts flirting when he’s standing right beside you
- during games people will often recognise you and chose to stay with you
- he’ll use it to his advantage and won’t hesitate to use them as bait if needed
- thinks you’re soft so he’ll try to keep you out of harm’s way
- secretly plans on going to one of your concerts as soon as you leave borderland
- listens to your music whenever he’s wearing his earphones
suguru niragi —
( before borderland! )
- man would be shocked but he wouldn’t show it
- he says he doesn’t listen to kpop but secretly does
- purposely puts an arm around you to show the world that you’re taken
- he always looks good whenever the paparazzi takes a picture of you two
- only goes to concerts if you ask him to (borderline beg him to)
- while he almost never goes to the concert he does always pick you up
- likes going to events because they make him feel important since he’s surrounded by rich people but he’s only there bc of you lol
- won’t let paparazzi bother you
- will get overprotective of you whenever you feel uncomfortable
- he’s going to let everyone know that he’s dating the famous kpop idol y/n
( in borderland! )
- he’d just think you’re hot
- when you tell him though he’s surprised but doesn’t show it
- says that it’s stupid but thinks it’s literally so cool
- you will have to hold him back from attacking your fans lol
- he’s your personal guard dog
- protects you at all costs
- makes sure that your songs are blasting through every possible speaker on the beach
- hot make out sessions oml
- if you ever wrote a love song he’d go around telling people that you wrote it about him even though you didn’t even know that he existed before all of this happened
- he’d definitely take advantage of the fact that your very agile during your private time
takatora samura —
( before borderland! )
- let’s be honest guys the only possible way for you two to meet is through the internet
- i mean this dude practically doesn’t leave the house
- he would’ve liked one edit of you on tiktok and now your the only thing that’s on his fyp lol
- he wouldn’t know who you were and just thought that you sing pretty and look attractive
- i feel like he’d love your songs because they are so comforting and relatable
- then he’d look you up and follow you on instagram
- he’d probably write about your extraordinary on his blog
- his jaw would drop when you liked his post and left a thank you in his comment section
- after a while he would buy himself a ticket to one of your concerts bc he enjoyed your music
- he was slightly late so there weren’t much people outside
- you had also gone outside to mentally prepare yourself when he caught your eye
- you would smile at him and wave which he shyly returned
- unfortunately your short meeting had to end bc the concert was about to start
- i honestly have no clue as to how he managed to catch your attention later on but he did
- he’d go to all of your concerts knowing that singing is one of your passions
- absolutely hates going to events with every fiber in his body
- he’d be literally so supportive of you omg
( in borderland! )
- the moment that you walked into the beach for the first time his eyes were glued to you
- after a while you noticed his unwavering stare and smiled at him which made his face heat up slightly
- fortunately for him his face was covered by his tattoos
- when he found out that you are a kpop idol he started following you to make sure that nobody would do something to you
- when you kept seeing him everywhere you went you decided to greet him one morning after you saw him standing in the hallway not too far from your room
- man was flabbergasted but managed to hide it
- he just nodded at you in return so you made it a routine to wish him a good morning whenever you saw him guarding your room
- he’d never make a move even if he wanted to so you’ll have to do all the work
- whenever you tell him his tattoos look pretty he would blush so hard oml
- when fans recognise you in borderland they would be so shocked to find out that you’re dating him
- he’d definitely get your initials tattooed on his body
- you’d also decided to get his tattooed but really really small and somewhere where you can’t see it bc you’re an idol
- when he finds it he would be so obsessed with it
- he would pull out his katana to anyone who even dares to make you uncomfortable
- in public he’d stay slightly behind you to make sure that nobody can harm you in any way
- in private though he won’t let go of you
- your shared room would be filled with soft kisses and sweet words (mostly coming from you)
- he would roll his eyes anytime niragi would approach you
- you’re his first and only priority
yuzuha usagi —
( before borderland! )
- her dad would be your biggest fan oml
- i feel like he’d always put on your music during car rides
- she definitely discovered you through her dad
- would feel attracted to you and would like your music but that’s kinda it??
- until she meets you oml
- my girl has almost heart eyes but manages to hide it
- would shyly smile at you while her dad asks you for your signature
- you’d secretly give her one of your phone numbers with a ‘text me :)’ message written next to it
- she would be so shocked but when she turned to look back at you, you were already meeting other fans
- she rushes home with her dad to text you
- would smile so widely when you reply
- your daily texts and phone calls would increase and eventually you would want to meet her again
- you arrange a meeting where no one would recognise you
- when you make your relationship official you decided to keep it private
- she’d invite you over to dinner with her dad to officially meet him
- this man would be so in shock
- but he still manages to interrogate you about your intentions
- when he goes missing you’ll be the one to comfort her despite your busy scheme
( in borderland! )
- i think she would recognise you from somewhere but wouldn’t really know
- she would befriend you during a game when you help her
- while time passes you would become closer and more comfortable
- you’d tell her stories about how you travelled to all across the world for your job while she told you about her dad
- she would be comforted by you and will slowly fall for you
- soft kisses before games
- a lot of hand holding
- comforting words at night
- she will always make sure that you are alright
- during one of her searches for food she will see a kpop shop
- she would search for any cd’s, pictures, etc and would always carry it on her
©cupidsheqrt , 2022.
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AN INVITATION
Pairing: Last Boss x Reader, Niragi x Reader
Warnings: smut, unprotected sex (wrap it guys, stay safe!), threesome
Word count: 1.4K
Summary: Your boyfriend Niragi made Last Boss an offer he could'nt refuse.
Author’s note: You cannot convince me that Niragi doesn’t have a voyeurism kink. Sharing is caring! Also "FRIEND FROM THE PAST - PART 2" is almost done and y'all are not ready!
Nota bene: We do NOT condone Niragi and Last Boss' actions as we do NOT condone violence and rape! We only love the Dori Sakurada’s interpretation of Niragi and Shuntarô Yanagi's interpretation of Last Boss! This is fantasies only! You do NOT deserve this! If you are a victim of violence, please get help as soon as possible! You are not alone. Stay safe xx
Being Niragi’s girlfriend has its perks.
First of all, no one ever dared to bother you. You could live your best life at the Beach, knowing nothing would happen to you. Then, you had fun. Niragi took nothing seriously and you both spent the days pranking everyone before running away. But the best part of the relationship was the sex. The sex was amazing. Niragi never refused to try anything and he never let you leave before knowing you were fully satisfied.
It was a warm day. You were chilling on your boyfriend’s lap at the pool, his hand high on your uncovered thigh.
“You know he has a crush on you, right?” he asked when you both caught Last Boss staring at you, making him look away quickly.
“Yeah”
“I see it in the way he looks at you. He wants to fuck you so bad!”
You didn’t answer, your eyes still looking at the bald man. You knew he had a crush on you for a while now. As much as he tried to hide it, he was looking like a teenage girl, staring at you when he thought you weren’t looking and blushing every time you had caught him. Yet you never could have a proper discussion with him.
“I’m not sure he’s ever slept with anyone” Niragi interrupted your trail of thoughts. “We should invite him over” he stated.
At the end of their militant meeting, Niragi waited for Last Boss, stopping him at the door.
« Come with me, I have something for you »
Last Boss rose a brow but followed anyway, as silently as always.
When both of them arrived at your room, Niragi knocked, surprising Last Boss, who knew exactly whose room it was.
You opened the door with nothing but a swimsuit bottom and an enormous shirt, Niragi’s, smiling from ear to ear. Niragi kissed you gently as he entered the room, passing you as you waited for Last Boss to enter. But he didn’t, and you began walking back inside the room, letting the door open for him to follow.
He entered suspiciously, closing the door silently behind him, and walked toward you, Niragi sitting in a chair in the room’s corner.
Last Boss stared at him questioningly before being interrupted by your voice.
« Do you have a crush on me? »
His eyes snapped toward you and bounced back to your boyfriend, almost afraid. But Niragi smiled slowly, relaxing back into the chair. Takatora glanced at the rifle that was too far for Niragi to kill him.
« You know, if you don’t want to do that, all you have to do is say so and we’ll get back to our life like nothing happened » you told him, taking a step forward.
Last Boss stared at you for a few seconds, titling his head on the side questionably, before looking at Niragi again.
As his eyes still were on your smiling boyfriend when you approached him slowly. You could feel the heat irradiating from his body and brushed your lips against his.
The moment you separated your lips, he closed the distance between you with no hesitation and kissed you so fiercely that you stumbled.
Niragi wasn’t smiling anymore. He leaned forward, watching the scene in front of him intensely. But he wasn’t upset. He could feel the blood rushing to his cock just looking at the scene in front of him.
Last Boss laid you on the bed, not breaking the kiss, and hovered over you, caging you against the bed.
His kisses were hungry, his body overpowered yours.
His hands flew below your shirt, finding your waist. He grabbed you like he was afraid you’ll evaporate.
He began grinding against you. His body needed some sort of relief, anything coming from you really.
You lifted your knee between his legs, making him groan in the crook of your neck.
His hands didn’t leave an inch of your body untouched.
He left a trail of open-mouthed kisses from your jaw down to your torso before he focused his tongue on your already hard nipple through your shirt.
Last Boss was so lost on you he couldn’t even remember your boyfriend sitting at less than two meters from him.
He ran one of his hand from your thigh to your hip, grazing your side until he reached your face, gripping it to kiss you deeply once more.
He was so lost in the kiss he didn’t feel your legs surrounding his sides, and in one swift movement, you flipped both of you over.
Once you were on his lap, you grabbed his shirt and pulled him into a sitting position to resume your kiss as soon as possible.
He kissed your neck, finding the particular spot that made your heart jump.
Your hands were on the back of his head, pulling him as close as possible.
“Mark me” you breathed
For the first time since he felt your lips on his, Takatora acknowledged Niragi’s presence. He wanted to mark you so badly, to make everyone know he fucked you. But he didn’t know what the limits were, and he definitely didn’t want the situation to stop because he went too far.
“You heard her Takatora? Mark her. We want to make our girl happy right?”
Our Girl. Fuck. These words could have make you cum right now and there.
“Our girl” Takatora repeated quietly just for you to hear.
He grabbed your shirt and took it off of your body slowly, taking the time to admire every inch of you. And fuck, he had no fucking idea how he could just not jump on you right now and fuck you like an animal.
He wanted you. He needed you. And he didn’t want to wait anymore.
His fingers quickly found your clit through your bottom, playing with it until you were a sobbing mess on top of him.
Last Boss couldn’t take his eyes off of you. You were mesmerizing.
Niragi couldn’t take his eyes off of the scene either. His girl whining on top of his best friend.
His cock was so hard it hurt.
He quickly stood and grabbed your arm, taking you to him, your back against his front.
“Stand!” he ordered to the tall man. Takatora quickly complied, trapping you between both of them.
Niragi teared your swimsuit apart as Takatora’s hand took his previous place.
Your boyfriend gently grabbed your throat from behind, making you turn your head to look at him.
“You’re going to show Takatora how glad you are that he is here, don’t you princess ?”
You furiously nodded your head as Niragi guided you on your knees.
Last Boss’ eyes widened but rapidly closed as he felt your lips around him. You didn’t wait any time to bob your head and the man was moaning your name the next second.
“She’s good at it, isn’t she?” Niragi smirked at the scene.
“Yes!”
You felt the man’s dick throbbed inside your mouth but stopped just before he could cum. You wanted him inside of you and you would not wait anymore.
You made him sit on the edge of the bed and sat on him, facing your boyfriend.
As he entered you, you could feel your eyes tearing up. Having an audience immediately made the sex so intense that the slightest touch could feel too much.
You began riding him but he quickly stopped you, grabbing your hips. He wanted to be the one fucking you. His thrusts were hard, fast and intensely deep. You could feel your eyes rolling at the back of your head until-
“Eyes on me”
As you reopened your eyes, you saw how close your boyfriend’s face was. You could feel his breath on you.
“Does Last Boss feel good baby?”
You couldn’t answer. You couldn’t even think of an answer.
“Does that feel good then?”
You moaned as you felt your boyfriend’s hand on your clit, it being tortured again. But this time it didn’t stop. The feelings of Takatora’s dick inside of you and Niragi’s fingers on your clit were too much and you couldn’t stop the wave of pleasure that came from the pit of your stomach.
Takatora came with you, feeling you pulsing around him.
The man couldn’t believe what had just happened. You, the subject of all of his fantasy, were just cuming on his cock a few seconds ago.
You couldn’t think about anything as you collapsed on the bed, only hearing your boyfriend one last time before falling asleep.
“You need to eat her out next time. She tastes fucking divine.”
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had to make this little gem bc I forgot that Tatta is FINE in the manga
Anyways y’all can follow my tik tok if you want, i post there sometimes
AND YES IM STILL WORKING ON CHAPTER 13 OF PRECIOUS DONT COME FOR ME
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Just a little Last Boss x reader x Niragi drabble :).
Please know I do NOT condone any of Niragi’s of Last Boss’ actions. This is purely fictional. The only reason anyone writes for Niragi or Last Boss is because their actors are pretty.
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You began to slowly wake up. You didn’t open your eyes nor did you want to because of how bright the sun shining through the curtains is.
As you became more conscious, you became aware of how much your body hurt, aching like you had just finished a spades game. Your neck was stiff from how hard the pillow felt. Not only did your body hurt, it was sticky from what you guessed was sweat from the day before.
Only when you had regained full consciousness, you realized three arms were wrapped around you. In panic, your eyes shot open to see you were resting your head on a chest. You took a deep breath, silently preparing yourself for who the two people in bed with you are.
You glanced up to see Last Boss of all people. He had one arm wrapped around your shoulders, holding you against him while the other was curled underneath his head.
Fear seeped into you. You prayed there wasn’t another militant behind you, or worse, him.
Unfortunately, no god heard your prayer. You turned your head to face Niragi, who some people say so the worst militant of them all. He had both arms loosely wrapped around your waist, his body pressed up against yours.
You paled as you noticed not only are you in the same bed as the two of the most feared men on The Beach, you were in the same bed as them naked. You had sex with them.
Panic washed over you as your mind replayed the events of the night before. Your heart was practically beating out of your chest as your thoughts floods with the thought of them killing you when they woke up. You had to get out there.
Gently as you could, as to not wake them, you untangled yourself from the men, slithering out of the bed. You threw your swimsuit back as quickly yet quietly as possible.
You were making your way to the door as you heard rustling from the bed. You froze, turning around. You sighed in relief as Niragi only rolled over, his back facing you now.
You continued your journey to the door, pulling it open. You slipped out the door, closing the door as soundlessly as possible. You glanced around, scanning the empty hallway. No one must be out yet or they’re already downstairs.
You scurried back to your room, not wanting to be caught there if someone came back. One, important, question wondered around your mind.
How are you going to avoid them?
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Hiiiiieeeeeee!
May I please request a headcanon of dating Niragi vs. dating Last Boss?
ｎｏｗ ｌｏａｄｉｎｇ …
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・❥・ requested
an: I'M SO SORRY THIS TOOK TOOOOOO LONG 😭😭😭😭
cw: i've watered down some smut canons here! mdni!
→ fem!reader
Dating Niragi includes:
• follows you around the Beach like a lost puppy. if you call him out for it, he'd just say something along the lines of "wouldn't want anyone getting too close to you". but we all know he's lying!
• his reaction of not wanting to go patrolling or go outside of the Beach would shock not only Aguni but the rest of the militants as well. niragi just wants to be included in everything they did before, but now? sadly, Aguni doesn't want to prolong his childish behavior and makes him get his ass to duty. but he would sometimes drop by wherever you are just so he could get a glimpse of you.
• 100/10 would show off if he's with you. which annoys chishiya off.
• since niragi has a reputation to keep, he'd keep pda on the minimum - like hand holding! holding hands with you is a great way of showing everyone that you two are dating and no idiotic person would try and hit on you!
• but on private, he's very handsy. little touching and squeezing here and there but also likes cuddling with you; will fight you if you want to become the big spoon because being the big spoon is his job.
• after completing the games on game nights, he'd take you out for a ride around the city or take you to a spot he knows where there are stars and they shine brightly.
• if you don't have your ears pierced, niragi would suggest that he would pierce them. promises that he knows how it gets done and assures you that you wouldn't get infected or anything.
• but if you have pierced ears, he'd want the two of you to have matching earrings together!
• if someone pisses him off, he'd bring you to his lap and so he could use your breasts as his stress balls. all the while he's squishing them, he'd tell you who pissed him off today.
• remember when i said how he'd try to get off patrolling? another tactic of his is hiding from aguni. if aguni can't find him, he'd go to you and tell him to come to him for work. and since it's you asking him nicely to go now, he'd have no choice but to go.
Dating Last Boss includes:
• would introduce you to the cat he adopted
• you two being the fur parents of the said cat
• try his best to create a candlelit dinner with you. a place where you two can view the moon afterwards
• enjoying a cold bath together before binge watching movies after completing a game
• teaches you how to properly hold and wield a katana. in the case he's away and you're in danger, you'd know what to do!
• always gives you his hoodie. thinks you look cute wearing them!
• since last boss used to run a writing blog in the real world, he'd write excerpts of you or with you. he'd keep those notes tucked safely somewhere before giving them to you on a grand occasion aka anniversaries.
• keeps you away from militants activities. he knows their line of work and the jobs they have done so he really doesn't want you to get mixed up. would fight niragi if he ever brings you up.
• on nights when he can't fall asleep, he'd hold you in his arms and think what would your normal lives would look like after getting out of here. would you like a house with an ocean view or a mountain view? would you like to a big wedding or a small wedding? would you want to have children or adopt animals instead? whatever you wish for, last boss will be there to grant them one by one!
• while he's away getting supplies with the other militant members, he'd try to see if there is a tattoo artist and have your name inked on his collarbone.
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"Running a large facility comes with great responsibility and challenges. Having to make quick decisions under stress at times can get things heated up."
#I like to think Emmet leads more with logic and Ingo with emotion#It's hard to imagine them in a serious argument with each other! Canonically the least#They make great leaders together balancing each other out with their personalities!#The ultimate co-op team!!#they even share their pokémon!!#submas#subway bosses#subway boss ingo#pokemon ingo#submas ingo#subway boss emmet#pokemon emmet#submas emmet#pokemon#Old piece from last July
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𝕗𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕥𝕙 𝕠𝕗 𝕛𝕦𝕝𝕪 (𝕝) - neighbor!joel miller x reader (pre!outbreak)
complete masterlist | joel miller masterlist
"𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕥𝕙 𝕠𝕗 𝕛𝕦𝕝𝕪
𝕞𝕒𝕝𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕢𝕦𝕠𝕣 𝕠𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙, 𝕞𝕪, 𝕞𝕪" - you can be the boss | lana del rey
words || 𝟠.𝟛𝕜
summary || in which the reader gets real friendly with one of her neighbors
next part || fourth of july (II)
a/n || in honor of that one deleted dvcree edit. may it rest in peace
➵ i became ghastly ill when i tried to write so apologies that it took a while.
➵ this is set before the events of the show, back when joel and sarah were still both alive and in austin, texas. i've never been so i dunno how accurate my descriptions are, or my accents, either. don't hate them please
➵ there is an age gap in this story !! if that makes you uncomfortable, i have many other non-age-gap fics you can browse on my page. reader is like 27 and joel is like 36. he's not old, though he is mentioned as such because he's old compared to her. also canonical dilf
➵ thinking of putting out a sister blog but with darker fics? what're we thinking, guys?
➵ send me requests if you have ‘em. enjoy!
warnings || fluff/smut
➵ unprotected sex
➵ piv sex
➵ oral (m receiving)
➵ fingering
➵ overstimulation
➵ facial & cum ig
(tell me if i miss anything)
austin was hot.
she was sure that was one of her first thoughts as she’d stepped off the plane, quick to push her suddenly-heavy locks out of her face. lugging luggage and a young teen with her certainly didn’t make it better, but the light gust of fresh air when she stepped out of the airport left her sighing deeply in relief.
flagging down a taxi was simple enough, but getting her sister to help place their suitcases in the trunk was not.
“nicole - please get off your ass and help me!” she said it in such a sweet voice, that her harsh choice of words seemed to both mildly bewilder and amuse the driver.
no one called nicole ‘nicole’, except, of course, her big sister - and even then, only to frighten her. to everyone else she was just nicky and, if they were real close, nick.
swallowing sharply at the implied warning - the use of her full name - she did, indeed, get off her ass and help push the last suitcase into the trunk.
they piled into the backseat, the cool of the a.c. soothing the light flush on the sisters’ skin. she’s quick to give the driver the address, and he nods, setting off.
neither of them had imagined ever moving back to austin, but here they were.
it’d been about 13 years, as far as she remembers, and the scenery had changed significantly. more people bustled around the streets than there had been before, more businesses had seemingly popped up, and everything seemed fancier.
nicky wouldn’t have noticed the change, having moved alongside her family at the ripe age of a year old, but her significantly older sister could.
she still remembers how her parents had sat her down - on a pretty summer evening before her freshman year. they’d mentioned many things - how the family was due for a new start, how austin wasn’t so feasible for them anymore, and so on. the only thing she’d heard was change and loss.
and that's what it was for her. her whole life turned upside on its head, as the family of 4 made the move across the country to the cold state of michigan. and that’s where they’d stayed - for the rest of her childhood, and then her adulthood, too.
her parents had been young when they’d had her. very young, and she sometimes sensed the sadness that she caused them because of it. they never tried to be outward about it, and her life had been as happy as she could have realistically wanted it.
and, though she loved her young sister, she knew that she became less important in the eyes of her parents after nicky’s birth, taking the back-burner to make space for the family’s golden child, conceived with careful planning and meticulous care - as opposed to the case that she’d been.
now, though, being much older, she didn’t let that bother her, though she never felt particularly at home in michigan. in fact, the last place she’d felt at ease had been austin, and when her father had stated that he couldn’t continue to find renters for their old property there, and was thinking of selling it, she was quick to discourage him, swaying him by stating she’d be more than happy to stay there, renting under her parents. they’d been excited at the notion of being able to keep the house, she was happy to get out of there, and nicky was… well, she was, frankly, devastated at the thought of her big sister being several states away.
regardless of the tense family dynamic, the both of them had remained steadfastly bonded, with her providing the role of a caretaker as much as she was a sister to nicky when her parents found themselves unable to relate to or understand their young daughter. nicky’d begged for weeks to travel with her sister, and her parents had been - to put it lightly - hesitant, worried that the big change would affect their daughter’s development.
nicky was outgoing, for sure, and she had her friends and her school - but she knew all those came and went. the only rock she’d truly had in her life was her sister, and the notion of losing her had been too much to bear.
she’d gotten ill after that first week it was announced - it was as much a physical sickness as it was a psychological one - and the wallowing she had done at the advent of the news had only spurred the sickness to be harsher.
her parents had had to reprioritize after that, finally grasping the profound effect the separation might have on the two.
and that’s what led them here - just a few blocks away from her childhood home.
nicky wasn’t sure how exactly she felt about the suburban environment after their last few years in an apartment at the heart of the city, but when she looked over, she could see her sister’s happy - nay, giddy - face. that was definitely a big plus.
she had practically fallen out of the car in her excitement, and she spent just a minute marvelling at the fact that building hasn't changed a bit from when she last saw it.
it had transported her back to her teenage self, and, lost in the moment, the taxi driver wondered if he should remind her of her bags and his fare. nicky, who had been less of a help on the ride here, started unloading them herself, and it took until the second suitcase for him to help her.
“just give her a minute,” she mumbles, making him laugh lightly. hearing the conversation, she snaps her head back, realizing that most of the bags were already on the pavement.
“oh! sorry,” she fished into her wallet, producing his fare, which he accepted with a nod and salute. she smiled, the two sisters thanking him and waving him off, before turning back to their place, “excited?” she mumbles it to nicky.
“incredibly,” she said it with a faux-bored expression, but even she could appreciate the extra space this house would provide them.
she walks up the patio steps, slotting the key she’d so delicately carried the entire journey here into the lock, and hearing the distinct click it made when it opened.
the sound of a new beginning.
it'd been a few weeks, and everything was shockingly alright. the house felt more like home to her than anywhere she'd ever been, and though nicky was still adjusting, she felt infinitely better in a somewhat unfamiliar environment with her sister, as opposed to a familiar one without her. the house had three bedrooms, and nicky’d happened to pick her childhood bedroom out of the two offered to her, and, though nicky hadn't realized yet, she could see the love she’d put into the bedroom when she was younger: chipped wallpaper where she’d put her posters, a faint ring of liquid on the windowsill from where she'd kept her potted plant, the creak of the bed whenever someone would sit on it.
hey, she never said it was perfect, and they'd been quick to make their way to the furniture store closer to the city to find some new things for the place. all she was glad about was that there was no need for renovations in the old house.
they'd found a lot of time to spend together; having moved early into the summer, they'd hoped nicky would get acquainted with the change before going to school. that’d also left her to be a somewhat bored teen, so she did what she, as a younger sibling, did best: annoy her sister.
of course, she didn't mind, simply happy they had a chance to hang out, something that had been harder to do for her between work back in michigan, and her school. currently, she was also taking a break, having left her job, and having a new one lined up in another month.
that left ample time for them to catch up on all the movies and t.v. they'd had to watch, and for the older sister to teach nicky a thing or two about good music. she couldn't have her sister entering high school with a bad taste of music - it'd be blasphemous. she'd been brushing up on her housekeeping abilities as well, so the time also consisted of teaching nicky of how to cook, and keep everything in the house in order to minimize the risk of damage.
that time had begun to dwindle as of recent, with nicky being out of the house more often. she'd come into her sister's room sporadically, in order to ask her permission to meet with a friend. she'd tend to say yes, considering her sister was old enough to handle herself, though she was always a little shocked at the speed at which nicky made friends.
on one fine morning, she finally sat her down.
“so, who's this friend you've been spending all your time with?” it'd been in the middle of breakfast, and nicky'd become frozen, spoonful of cereal sticking out of her mouth. she’s quick to realize the awkward position, pulling the spoon out of her mouth, and hastening her chewing in order to answer the question more quickly.
“you haven't met her? oh my god, you absolutely have to. she's been showing me around the place - apparently she knows all the coolest spots, cause her and her dad - they've been living here for, like, forever, and-” the sudden onslaught of information made the older sister practically recoil, before it was replaced by an amused chuckle.
“well, mom and dad were worried about how well you'd adjust, but it seems like you're doing just fine.” nicky smiled too, though it was a little sheepish, “so, where did you say she stayed?” she was still slightly confused as to how nicky had met her, as she'd never exactly strayed very far from the house.
“oh, she lives next-door. didn't I mention?” the information was jarring for a moment, as it seemed a massive oversight on her part to not even notice her adjacent neighbors, but she suddenly found herself remembering something. there had been a young girl coming out of the house next door with a bag slung over her shoulder, and her hair pulled back and under a visor to protect her from the blinding texan sun. she’d been out to attend to some of the plants she had bought for the porch, and she had looked up when she’d heard the girl’s crunching steps on the somewhat gravelly pavement.
she’d smiled and waved at her, and she’d nodded back, just slightly confused by the encounter. of course, due to the nature of it, she’d promptly forgotten about it by evening, but she was quickly coming to realize that this must be the girl that nicky was talking about.
“wait - she’s the one with the big hair, wears band shirts?” nicky nods enthusiastically, and she smiles approvingly. the young girl seemed sweet enough, and she was more than happy that nicky had already found a friend.
the next week, nicky had been begging that they invite sarah over for dinner. it’d been a chill weekend anyways, so she was definitely not opposed to the idea, but she was quick to extend the invitation.
“okay, okay - invite her over on sunday. tell her to invite her parents too; it’d be nice to meet the neighbors.” nicky was quick to shake her head.
“parent, it’s just her and her dad.” she corrected herself quickly.
“right, ‘f course. invite him over too, then.” nicky nodded excitedly, rushing over to her room to get on the phone with sarah along the street.
that sunday, she did join the sister’s for dinner, but, as she’d been ushered into the house by two friendly smiles, she seemed to putting off a phrase at the tip of her tongue.
“s’everything ‘lright, hun?” she was quick to notice her guest’s guarded appearance, as she’d sat on the couch with nicky.
“hmm? oh, yeah, yeah. it’s just - my dad’s working tonight, so he couldn’t make it.” she waved her off.
“oh, don’t worry about that, we’re just happy you’re here!”
nicky echoed the sentiment, and the two young girls spent their time talking and laughing, a couple miscellaneous snack bowls spread over the coffee table as sarah became more comfortable. they’d migrated to the dining table when they’d been served dinner. she didn’t tend to cook for guests, so she attempted to pull out all her makeshift stops and, considering the end product, she was quite satisfied with the result.
no one was more excited than nicky and sarah, though - the both of them practically scarfing down the delicious meal. the conversation had turned to include all three of them, and sarah was beginning to reacquaint the both of them to austin, while they entertained her with stories of their time in michigan.
though they’d tried their very best, neither girl came all that close to finishing all the food she’d set out, so she was quick to package it up, sending sarah on her way with the food as a nod to her father’s missed opportunity.
“are you sure? i mean, i don’t know if i can take this-”
“yes, you can. unless you don’t think he’ll like it-”
“no! absolutely not, he’ll love it, it’s just-”
“sarah.” the faux-strict tone made sarah’s face crack into a smile, before she nodded, tucking the packet under her arm as she turned to say her goodbyes to nicky.
once she’d left, she pounced on her older sister.
“isn’t she great?” startled, she laughed, before nodding.
“definitely.”
june passed quickly, and, by july, she’d finished the paperwork for the house, for her job, and for nicky’s school. she was glad to know that it was the same one that sarah went to, and, with the added comfort of her sister spending increasing amounts of time exploring austin, she’d sat her cramped joints down in front of the t.v., vying at the chance to enjoy some trashy reality or game show.
though the sun still provided sweltering heat, when she left the kitchen and living room windows slightly ajar, she could feel the hint of a breeze work in place of their energy-consuming a.c. - which she’d turned off for that exact reason.
she turned her head from the t.v., the contestants on the screen continuing to speak with the host, and she let her eyes drift over the sliver of scenery that she could see through the half-obstructed kitchen windows. some of her neighbors had put up american flags. some were old, new, tattered, printed, there was even one that seemed to be homemade. of course, she knew this behavior was really only reserved in this neighborhood during this time of year, as the texans prepared to celebrate the 4th of july.
reminiscing of her own experiences with the holiday: going swimming with friends, eating good meals, and the occasional barbecue at a friend’s place - she was caught off guard when she heard the doorbell ring. it made her jump, but she quickly composed herself, standing up and brushing off her clothes.
she ran her fingers through her hair and, hoping she looked presentable, she opened the door.
it was her neighbor on her other side, a woman by the name of martha. she was a little older - her and her husband - and they were absolute sweethearts. in fact, they were the first to greet the new neighbors, back on their second day here. she was looking up at her with an excited smile.
“martha, hi! what can i do for you!”
“well - i was just wondering if you’d join us: we’re having a little barbecue tomorrow for the 4th, and i’ve invited a few of the neighbors. we’d really love to have you and nicky.”
she was just a bit taken aback by the invitation, but she didn’t hesitate in her response.
“of course, we’d be happy to be there! shall i bring anything?”
“no, of course not, dear. we’re hosting, just bring your little one.” she let out a light laugh, agreeing. martha bid her a quick goodbye, and headed in the next house’s direction - the millers.
perfect, she thought, nicky’ll have some fun too, then.
july the 4th, and a neighborhood barbecue. it’s a nation-wide phenomenon, then.
nicky’d been significantly more excited than her, once again, proving herself to be the more social one. nevertheless, as the younger girl got ready the next morning, her older sister spent her time finishing a tin of muffins. martha’d assured her she didn’t have to bring anything, but it almost hurt her soul to show up empty-handed. if she’d calculated correctly - and she’d hoped she’d done - she’d made just about enough for the whole group.
by 11:30, they were both ready, and she’d placed two boxes of them in nicky’s hand, while she carried the other two. the both of them made their way over, and she noticed the large group mingling in their yard and backyard. she could see martha’s husband, john, commandeering their large grill, a corona in his hand. she looked around for martha, and caught the eye of the woman as she turned away from greeting another guest.
“oh, you two ‘re here, perfect.”
“hey, martha. look, i know what you said, but-” martha gasped in delight at the boxes as she neared and noticed them, lightly taking them off of her.
“they look great; you haven’t stressed making them, have ya?”
“no - no, it’s my pleasure, really.” martha smiled at her, a mix of graciousness and happiness, before turning her attention to nicky.
“hey, nicky. how’re ya holding up?” nicky nodded.
“good, pretty good. thanks for having us.” she waved her hand at the notion, ushering the both of them inside.
for the first hour, she got acquainted with martha’s husband, the smiths from across from them, and marriots from down the road. they were all very curious about michigan and she, in turn, curious about how much exactly austin had changed since she’d last been here. at the same time, nicky was talking to a pair of twins a year younger than her who lived about two houses down. they were pretty cool, and were going to the same school as her, so they were filling her in on some of the school-wide drama: stuff sarah never cared so much about.
speaking of which, by about 12:30, she hears sarah’s voice greeting someone, and she turns her head, waving at her. behind her is her father, two packs of cold ones in his hands, that he sets down as he greets the hosts. sarah’s quick to detach from him, saluting him goodbye, as she instead makes her way over to nicky and the two other girls.
nicky's older sister had been enraptured in a conversation about the new dog the marriots were getting next week, when she felt someone come up to her.
john had brought joel over to the group, and he integrated without interrupting the story, letting mr. marriot express his excitement for the miniature pinscher they were getting. once he was done, he notices the newest member of his audience.
“hey! joel, how’re ya doin’?” his words turned the attention of everyone in the group, and she realized that this was the coveted joel miller: the man she missed for that one dinner. she turned her head to look at him, flashing him a friendly smile, but it almost froze on her face as she drank in his appearance.
good god, was he fine. messy hair that he’d pushed back, a full beard and an intense gaze. jesus, he was piercing straight through her, his eyes boring into hers while his mouth reflected a polite smile. she averted her gaze for a moment, before john is quick to introduce them.
“and this is joel; him and his daughter live right next door to you guys.” she nods, reaching over to shake his outstretched hand.
“nice to meet you; you’re sarah’s dad?” he nods, smiling at the mention of his daughter. she made the mistake of looking up to catch his gaze, and she felt her breath hitch. the moment passed as she released his hand, but, when she looked back up at his face for a half-second, as ms. smith began talking about her daughter, she swore she saw a smirk in the corner of his mouth.
the lunch had been lovely, and the company had been better. she’d heard stories of four neighbor’s dogs, and seven neighbor’s kids, and then stories of john and martha’s holiday the previous winter, and she felt much closer to the entire neighborhood. nicky had been bustling between her and her friends the entire time, as had sarah, but with her father.
speaking of whom - joel was interesting. he seemed just a bit tired, and maybe bit quiet compared to the others, but he had managed to find a keen amusement in making her squirm. and how could she not? this attractive, sweet, hot, funny, hot, gentlemanly, hot single dad was meeting her eyes every few moments with a gaze that made it look like he wanted to make her forget her name.
did she mention he was hot?
as was she, after a few hours of this strange back and forth, where the both of them seemed to be enraptured in the conversations they were in, but couldn’t seem to take their attention off each other.
jesus christ - he’s your neighbor. and he’s 10 years older than you. and he’s got a daughter who is best friends with your sister!
she jumped when nicky had come up to her, shocked by the feeling of practically materializing her sister.
“hey, i was wondering if i could go over to sarah’s place? i’ll be home in the evening.” nicky seemed a little tired of the party, obviously not the absolute best scene for a teenager like her.
“huh? oh, um - is she and her dad okay with that?”
“i’m alright with it,” a deep voice came from behind her, and she whipped her head around. joel had a kind smile on his face, and he was looking over at nicky, nodding.
“oh, thank you mr. miller! i appreciate it.” nicky smiled back up at him, before looking at her sister with practically puppy eyes.
“alright, nicky. be home by 5.”
“by 6, see you!” nicky rushed off before she had a chance to argue, and she opened her mouth, stuck between bemusement and amusement at her gall. joel laughed behind her, a deep, quiet noise. she didn’t realize how close he was to her, feeling the vibrations of his body in her own. she turned to properly face him, taking a half-step back to allow herself a more comfortable angle to look at him.
“nicky’s always so excited to hang out with sarah, and i can see why: she’s really sweet.” he smiled at the compliment for his daughter, his eyes holding a far-away quality that indicated his reminiscing of her.
“yeah - yeah, nicky too. sarah’s always harpin’ me to be able to go out with her.” he took a breath as he snapped back to look at her, “you’re new to the neighborhood then.” she smiled.
“yeah, we just moved in last month.” he nodded, gesturing around.
“it’s not a bad place, when you’re used to it.” there’s a joking twang in his tone.
“it’s not a bad place, even when you aren’t.” a light chuckle fell from him, as he took another swig of his beer. she could feel the proximity heating her up, so she brushed some hair out of her face, “i think i’ll step out for a moment. d’ya wanna join me?” she gestured to the door, and he shrugged.
“why not.”
the yard was more empty now, as people had begun leaving the gathering, or entering the house as the food had dwindled. though, still placed on the table, were a few of the many muffins she had made. she walked over, him in invisible tow, and she took one, handing it over to him.
“do me a favor, tell me what you think.” he seemed a bit confused, but obliged her, eating the muffin with great care. maybe exaggerated, but the expression on his face made her laugh, so she didn’t mind.
“this is great! martha went all out for these.” she nodded at the praise, him oblivious that it should have been directed towards her.
“martha definitely did. those were mine, though.” he looked back at her, in a mixture of impress and awe.
“well - you’re as good a baker as you are a cook, then.” she laughed at the reference to their lost dinner.
“oh, you did get it from sarah. perfect, what’d you think?”
“i thought that i regretted missing the chance to meet you then.”
suddenly, she felt the conversation had veered away from her ability to make food, and more towards - well, her. she went to retort, but heard her phone’s tone go. she snapped her head to her pocket, mumbling an apology as she did so.
it wasn’t anything important, thankfully, but it did give her an opportunity to check the time and, true to belief, it seemed that, very soon, she’d have overstayed her welcome.
“shit, it’s later than i thought.” she looked up at him, almost apologetically.
“you’re heading home?” though she wasn’t a master at reading faces, she could almost swear there was a hint of disappointment on his.
“well, joel, you’re a hard man to get a hold of. so, mind helping me bring these boxes back?” she gestured to the four boxes, and, in her own roundabout manner, made the bold move of inviting him over.
was it even bold? he lived a few meters from the place anyway. he smiled though, and, in his own gentlemanly manner, agreed immediately. he grabbed three of the boxes before she could stop him, and she almost sheepishly took the last box back up the street with him, pausing for only a moment to unlock the door to hers, before ushering him into the place.
he seemed almost hesitant to step too far in, but she waved it off, telling him to make himself comfortable as he set the boxes down.
“want anything? water, beer? something to eat?” he held his hand up, shaking his head, but did indulge in sitting at her dinner table. she ignored his gesture, taking out two cans for the both of them, before sitting in the seat beside him. he didn’t seem to mind, though, taking the cold beverage gratefully. it made her smile: at least the heat was affecting the both of them.
she took a long, almost wincing sip of hers, having almost forgotten how strong the liquid tasted in her mouth.
“sarah mentioned you’re a contractor?” it was a feeble attempt at reigniting their conversation; truly, she just didn’t want him to leave yet. he seemed to notice that notion, as he took a moment to answer, looking up at her between sips.
“yeah, yeah. me and my brother.” it was new info, and she nodded, rubbing at her nose lightly as she concentrated on the tab of the can, “so, how’d you find the place - the people?”
“they’re - uh, they’re really nice, i guess. everyone seems really friendly.” he nods.
“sure, sure. i’m sure it’s a little annoying though - everyone’s a bit older, right?” she looked up at him, and he had an unreadable expression on his face.
“well, i don’t mind older.” she maintained eye contact as she saw his smile twist, lip curling into a smirk, one he tried to hide behind his drink, “in fact, i think it’s better. older guys tend to be more mature - put together, you know?”
“guys?” his face betrayed his shock at her directness, and she suppressed a laugh.
“well, that is what you’re asking, aren’t you?” he held a hand up in surrender.
“and if i was?” she stuck her tongue into the side of her cheek, surveying the space between them.
“well, mr. miller. i’d tell you to stop beating around the bush and just take what you want.” he set his drink down with a light thud, something more desperate swirling in his eyes.
“and what would that be?” he wanted her to iterate exactly what she thought would happen.
“you tell me.” she didn’t give in, hoping the older man would break before she would.
he didn’t need much convincing, though, placing a firm grip on her arm, and pulling her closer to him, leaning forward and taking her cheek in his much larger hand.
“you’re asking too much of me, sweetheart. what’d the neighbors think?” his breath fanned over her face, and the tone of his voice indicated his teasing nature.
“what?” he laughed against her, shaking her body, before he gestured to the window just adjacent to him.
“only been here a few weeks, and already seducing one of your neighbors? it’s bold - i’ll tell you that much.” his cologne - a soft, but distracting smell - was overpowering her, and she couldn’t exactly think clearly as he sat so close to her.
“joel.” it came out as more of a plea than she had maybe wished, and he smiled, his eyes flicking across her face, “should we go upstairs?” she detached from his eyes for just the slightest moment, to look up at the staircase leading to her room.
“if you want to, sweetheart.”
fuck. being called sweetheart? by him? she was done for.
she led him up the stairs, her steps just slightly shaky as she walked up.
what was she doing? him, she supposed.
her bedroom was messier than she’d hoped as they walked in, but she didn’t have time to dwell on that as he pulled her towards him while she shut the door behind her, pressing his lips to her ear as her back hits his thick chest.
“you sure you want to do this?” his voice is huskier than it had been before, and it made her let out a shaky breath.
“please.” he smiles against her soft skin, turning her to face him. she doesn’t waste a moment, leaning closer to his face as he pulled hers closer to him, capturing her lips in his own.
his beard tickled her chin, his breath warm on her face as she closed her eyes against him. he tasted like an interesting mix between the barbecue, her muffins, and the beer he’d been drinking, creating a festive, american aftertaste in her mouth.
the kiss made her moan against him, as her hands finally began exploring the man in front of her. his shirt was flimsy against his torso, and that made her almost more inclined to pull it off of him, as she placed her hands under the thin fabric. he broke the kiss with an amused exhale, pulling her hands out from under it with a smile playing on his lips.
“think you owe me something, first, sweetheart.” she looked back up at him in confusion, but, noticing the fingers at the ends of her own top, she as quick to pull it off of herself. even he seemed a little shocked by her eagerness, but that didn’t stop him, pulling her into him with such force that the both of them fell onto her bed.
he sat back up in a heartbeat, redirecting her thighs so that they straddled his own, pulling her towards him. the angle left her neck at eye level with him, and his nose traced the skin of her collarbone, the ghost of kisses leaving a trail up her neck as she wrapped her fingers in his scruffy hair. she let herself get lost in his touch, the softness of his lips on her chest, the sharp sting of his teeth occasionally grazing her skin, the harshness of his fingers against the skin of her thighs.
before she - or he, for that matter - could get too carried away, she pushed away from him lightly, reaching back down to tug at his shirt.
“you got what you wanted, now come on-” he laughed as he pulled the offending cloth off of him, and she sighed happily at the sight.
god, he was hot. she pushed him further back until he was laying down, and attached herself to his jaw, placing chaste kisses in a similar manner he’d done, tracing the edges on his beard with her lips. he kept his hands firmly on her sides, squeezing gently as she made her way down his body, over his chest, where the hair tickled her nose, making her smile. then, over his stomach, until she’d gotten dangerously close to his rapidly hardening cock.
he gripped her tightly, making her squeak in shock which, surprisingly, did nothing to quell his arousal.
“you’re-”
“let me, c’mon.” she said it as though there was a measure needed to persuade him. that definitely wasn’t the issue; rather he was worried he’d finish far too quickly for the mature older man he’d portrayed himself to be.
but how could he not - this fucking gorgeous woman with her head between his legs looking up at him with those eyes. fuck, those eyes.
“please, joel?” he’d grunted in that moment, releasing his grip, and she had a smug smile on her face as she unbuttoned his jeans. he couldn’t see it though, his head thrown back as he tried to even his breaths.
she wasted not a moment to tease him, tracing the outline of him lightly through the thin fabric of his boxers. he’d groaned her name - almost in warning, and she smiled as she relented, pulling him out from the confines of the cloth.
she hadn’t exactly been proud of her expression in that moment - akin to an actress on a certain screen, if you caught her drift - except hers wasn’t a fake one. older men had always been a hit or miss for her in terms of dick size, but this one seemed to be the fucking hit.
he’d recovered in time to catch that look, leaning on his forearm to be able to reach his hand over and push her hair out of your face.
“shocked, sweetheart?” she didn’t take her eyes off him.
“excited, more like.” she pulled her hand lightly up and down his cock, spitting in her hand before continuing. the added lubrication made him moan through his teeth, and she didn’t give him a moment of reprieve, readjusting so she was at the perfect angle to lightly lick his tip.
he practically shuddered at the contact of the wet muscle on him, a hand going to weave the hair falling over her face away, and gripping her head maybe tightly than he intended to, as she placed feather-light, open-mouthed kisses from the top to the bottom of his cock. he didn’t say anything, his appreciation for the act moreso communicated through the squeezing and releasing of her hair, and his shuddered breaths and quiet, almost broken moans.
deciding she didn’t want to wait any longer, she wrapped her lips completely around him, taking him deeper and practically feeling him twitch as she sunk lower on him. he guided her movements slightly with his grip on her, pushing her down as he let loose to the feeling, and pulling her up lightly as she came too close to unraveling him.
breathing in deeply through her nose, she pushed down further on him, swallowing to suppress her gag as she felt her nose being tickled by the hair at his base.
“fuck, sweetheart.” the curse left his mouth almost aggressively, as he twitched behind her lips. her throat constricted around him, and she resurfaced, breathing heavily to make up for the lost air. he looks down at her, taking in her cock-drunk appearance as she sighed between his thighs. she lazily pulled her hand up and down his cock, as she caught her breath, “come up here, baby.” through both of their pants, she made out his request, getting up so that she was sitting on her knees, as he also rose to rest better against the headboard. he gestured her to some closer, and she placed a knee of either side of him, practically crawling up his legs.
the shorts she was wearing were his biggest obstacle at the moment, and he was quick to pull her up by the front of them, unbuttoning them in the process. a squeak emitted from her, shocked by the manhandling, and he was quick to pull them down her legs. her hands cover his, the both of them almost desperately taking them off and, once he’d finally done so, he focused his eyes to hers, his fingers sliding up her thigh and to her cunt. he traced her lower lips lightly, and she could feel her thighs tense, her breathing hitching.
noticing her reaction, he smiles, pulling her lips to his, and kissing her as he traced up and down her slit, placing the ghost of pressure on her clit. she almost jumps at the sensation, but the firm grip his other hand keeps on her hip stops her.
“don’t run away now, sweetheart.” it’s a whisper into the space between them, and she wordlessly nods, her hand going to his biceps and gripping as he applied more pressure, “tell me what you want.” she looked up at him, a mix of disappointment and frustration at the request.
“i…”
“you?” she cleared her throat, averting her gaze, and he used his free hand to direct her chin to look at him, “what d’you want?”
“i want you to fuck me.” she felt almost ashamed saying it, but he smiled in pride - a smug smile.
“we’ll have to get you ready, first; don’t ya think?” he dips the tip of his finger into her and she shudders again, her hips jumping lightly, causing him to squeeze her. she nods, humming, too focused on the movements of him fingers to properly answer. taking pity on her, he obliges, pushing a finger into her, and curling it up.
“oh, god.” the sensation makes every muscle in her tense, the sexual frustration piquing at the feeling, and simultaneous lack thereof. her head falls into the space between them, and he places an almost comforting kiss to the top of her head, before beginning to move his finger.
initially, he moved it in and out of her almost exploratively, as if he was trying to determine what exactly made her tick. it resulted in soft moans and cut-off breaths, before he heard something akin to a whimper when he’d found a particular spot inside her.
he pushed another finger in, making her noises only grow, gripping him tighter. he started moving in and out of her at a more rapid rate, his fingers curling, to the point where she was moaning so loudly that he was worried the neighbors would hear regardless of their relocation.
he took his lips to hers again, hoping to muffle her noises, and it worked, her mouth focused on feverishly returning his passion that she managed to swallow the majority of her moans. though, it didn’t help when she felt the knot inside her begin to tighten, her hips grinding against his fingers.
“y’gonna cum, sweetheart?” she couldn’t speak, worried she’d be too loud if she opened her mouth, so she nodded frantically, pushing more quickly against him as she chased her high, “that’s it, baby, cum for me, cum for me-” his encouragement almost made it easier, and she did cum, in something akin to a burst: her body fully stilled, as did his movements, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head, the hint of a squeal leaving her parched mouth. her voice sounded almost broken because of the intensity of it, and she practically leaped off of his fingers, unable to take the overstimulation as he had begun to move again.
“sorry - fuck, it’s too much, sorry-” he shook his head, assuring her immediately.
“it’s fine, sweetheart, you’re fine. ‘re ya ‘kay?” his accent came out more aggressively as he checked on her. she’d placed her hands over her face in an attempt to cool its warm flush, trying to catch her breath, as she nodded shakily.
“i’m - i’m, fuck, yeah, i’m fine.” she practically stuttered through her gasps, and he found it endearing, giving her a moment to compose herself. he adjusted the way she sat on him for her to be more comfortable, him fingers kneading the flesh of her thigh gently, hoping the contact would ground her.
it worked, with her taking her hands off her face after a few moments. her eyes had a far-away look to them, but she had a sheepish smile on her face.
“that was - uh, it was really good.” he smiled at her reaction, but it dropped after a moment.
“we can - we can stop, if ya want, sweetheart. if it’s too much-”
“no!” her response was so aggressive that it made him look at her in light amusement, “i mean, no. i don’t want to stop.” he surveyed her with an analytical eye.
“are ya sure?”
“joel, please?” she’d moved closer so her cunt sat inches from his cock, her warmth radiating onto him.
“i-” he went to say something, but seeing her flushed skin, her lust-blown eyes and the plea to fuck him, he seceded.
he pulled her up by her thighs, so she hovered over his cock. she used her hand to hold it steady, before he helped her lower onto him. it took a try or two, with his cock bumping against her clit and making her jolt. his tip caught her entrance in just another moment, though, and she took in a deep breath as she sunk onto him.
“fuck-” his response made up for her wordless one, her face contorting in pleasure as she tried to handle the size of him in her.
“joel-” she needed a moment to adjust, and it seemed as though he’d realized even before her.
“take your time, sweetheart.” she took a deep breath, sinking into joel’s arms further as she felt his thumb over her clit, trying to make the process easier for her.
finally, she mustered the strength to grip onto his shoulders, his hand finding a firm place on her waist, as she strained the muscles in her thighs to lift herself up. she felt a moment of aching emptiness, before she sunk back down on him, his cock catching practically every sensitive spot inside of her, making her moan.
it was a bit laborious, but along with his own effort, they came to a working rhythm seamlessly, and her moans began to be matched by his grunts at the feeling of her warm cunt, enveloping and twitching around him. she felt fucking amazing, and the warm breath of her gasps spurred him to push against her with just that bit more force. her eyes widened, her moans breaking as her breath caught in her throat. she felt her muscles turn to jelly with each thrust, practically being held up just by his hands. her head falls against his shoulder, her breath stuttering. his pace didn’t relent, though, with him readjusting just slightly to do the brunt of the work, fucking up into her as she tried not to let the pleasure consume her.
“joel - joel, you’re, oh, fuck-” she became a mess of mumbles as she attempted to just take it, but she felt her second orgasm oncoming, and way too quickly.
“c’mon, c’mon-” even joel wasn’t really registering what he was saying, focusing on feeling her cunt pulse again, like it had around his fingers. she didn’t make him wait too long, as her mouth fell open and her body tensed, clamming up as her orgasm crashed over her. his name came out in a squeak, and he resisted the urge to moan too loudly by attaching his lips to her neck, taking in the feeling of her pulsating cunt.
she slumped against him, desperately trying to catch her breath, before she was reminded her was still inside her. he helped her off of him and, before he could do anything else, she kneeled back in front of him, positioning her face right in front of his cock and stroking him to completion, his warm cum falling over her face in ropes.
“jesus christ, sweetheart.” he had to physically turn away from her, worried he’d get hard again at the sight, and she let out a tired laugh at his reaction. she rose from the bed after a moment of catching her breath, turning into her bathroom in order to clean herself up. it only took a minute or two, and by the time she’d walked back, joel had managed to pull his jeans back over him, and was desperately searching for his shirt. it was just by her feet, and she could give it to him.
but did she want to?
both of their heads snapped up when they heard the sound of the front door opening.
nicky - she’d come back at her sister’s previously preferred time, 5, and that had become increasingly problematic.
“shit-” she threw his shirt at him, and he caught it with one hand, trying to adjust the button of his pants with the other, “what do we-?” she questioned, as she pulled her shorts over her legs and shirt over her own head.
“just say ya were showing me around?” he suggested, and, through a shaky breath, she nodded.
“smart - smart, uh, do we-?” she gestured to herself, hoping she looked presentable, and the both of them gave each other a once over in approval that neither looked too disheveled, before they opened the door.
of course, those post-orgasm should never be told to rationally judge anything, as nicky and sarah could tell something was off from practically the moment their family members stepped out of the room.
“nicky? you didn’t have to be back so early, you know.” she said it quickly, without thinking, and, upon seeing joel’s what the fuck? expression, she realized how bad it sounded. nicky had, too, her brows furrowing as she turned to sarah, who simply shrugged in similar confusion.
“i’m sorry?” she watched as her sister - and then, to her surprise, mr. miller - came down the stairs.
“that’s not what i meant.” her sister mumbled, a sheepish smile on her face.
“dad, what’re you doing here?” sarah looks at her father quizzically, and he opens his mouth to speak, as she does at the same time.
“just - showing me around-”
“i’m giving him a tour!” they spoke over each other, and she glanced to look at him in slight embarrassment. he was trying his absolute hardest to keep from chuckling.
“anyways, sarah, we should get going. you two have fun?” sarah still looked between the both of them inquisitively, as nicky bore a glare at her sister, as if asking a question telepathically.
“lots of fun, dad.” it’s got an awkward delivery, so he coughs in an attempt to dissuade the tension, turning to her once more.
“it was nice meeting you, then - the both of you.” he smiled at nicky as well, before reuniting with his daughter.
“of course! it was great to see you again, too, sarah.” she mentioned, as she opened the front door for the both of them.
“see you around, sarah. good evening, mr. miller.” nicky spoke from behind her, and the millers nodded in goodbye. the front door shut with a click behind them.
there was a moment of silence between her and nicky, as she leaned against the door, before nicky broke into a big smile.
“i can’t believe you did that.” panic flashed over her face, and she whipped her head to face nicky.
“huh?”
“he’s so much older than you. and my friend’s dad, c’mon!” she sounded annoyed, but the exaggerated nature indicated that it was fake. she immediately tried to deny her sister’s completely true assertion, but the younger girl practically laughed in her face. she rolled her eyes at the reaction, brushing her off.
“shut up, nicky. he’s not even that much older than me.”
only a few meters away, sarah was trying very hard to suppress her own laugh.
“she’s really nice, right, dad?” joel, who had a faraway look in his eyes, hummed in response, prompting her to continue, “nicky’s sister. she’s really nice.”
“yeah - yeah, she is.” joel shrugged, unsure of how exactly to respond to his daughter. he looked down at her, and she had this glint of mischievousness in her eyes.
it worried him.
as he ushered her in when he’d unlocked the door, she’d made a beeline for her room. though, before she made her way up the stairs, she turned back for a moment, looking at him.
“and dad? you’re shirt’s on backwards.” she doesn’t wait for his response, walking up the stairs. shocked, joel looks down at his shirt, where the tag was practically looking him in the face. he sighed, closing the door behind him.
“shit.”
#joel miller#joel miller oneshot#joel miller imagine#joel miller x reader#joel miller fluff#joel miller smut#neighbor!joel#the last of us hbo#the last of us#pre-outbreak!joel#fourth of july#pedro pascal#lana del rey#you can be the boss
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She served. Not a snack, not a meal, girl served a whole buffé😻
#alice in borderland#last boss alice in borderland#ryohei arisu#takatora samura#imawa no kuni no alice#kuina alice in borderland#kuina hikari#suguru niragi#usagi alice in borderland#usagi tsukino#niragi x chishiya#niragi alice in borderland#niragi#aib niragi#usagi yuzuha#arisu alice in borderland#arisu#aib kuina#kuina imagines#kuina#karube alice in borderland#aib karube#aib hatter#aib aguni#aguni aib#kyuma#aib kyuma#aib chishiya#chishiya alice in borderland#chishiya
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Follow the news. The Folkwang Museum's cancelling of Anaïs Duplan's exhibition (and still profiting from his work) is not the only institution overreacting preemptively in light of the current crackdown of israel-critical voices on a slippery slope to fascism.
These developments didn't just start with Hamas' attack on Israel of Octobre 7th:
But the political landscape is using its performative solidarity with Israel to restrict fundamental rights more and more especially with the rightwing parties heating up the migration debate again and the Ampel dropping all semblance of a backbone. And they aren't nearly done - keep in mind the upcoming elections where everyone wants a piece of AfD's fascism pie as they are projected to reach majority in three states.
#and these are just the ones i know of. i'm not a journalist nor can i legitimately call myself an activist.#most posts i reblog here are ones that change or enhance my understanding. so imagine the dunkelziffer of things i'm missing.#so feel free to add. tried getting english sources for most but wasn't successful in all of them.#also couldn't find a proper article listing all the banned paroles atp besides excerpts - would love an addition if you can find one#(example: “stop genocide” “from the river to the sea we demand equality” “israel is killing children” - last demo those were all banned)#long post#german stuff#german politics#“not all germany waah waah” “what the boss says is law waah waah” “you're all so ignorant” do you believe your grandpa was innocent too#(metaphorically spoken)
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AU! Imagine being undercover and Your partner calls for backup, but they aren’t gonna make it in time, so you take matters into your own hands and start dancing with your target; only to end up in their bed.🤭
What would you guys say if I wrote this au? Leave below who you would like to be your mission!Partner and who the target should be. It can be anyone in the tags!
VOTES ARE CLOSED!
VOTES SO FAR ARE AS FOLLOWS!
TARGET
Target!Chishiya: 8
Target!Kuina: 2
Target!Ann: 0
Target!Arisu: 0
Target!Karube: 0
Target!Usagi: 0
Target!Kyuma: 0
Target!Banda: 1
Target!Samura: 0
Target!Aguni: 4
Target!Mira: 3
PARTNER
Partner!Chishiya: 2
Partner!Kuina: 0
Partner!Ann: 7
Partner!Arisu: 1
Partner!Karube: 3
Partner!Usagi: 1
Partner!Kyuma: 0
Partner!Banda: 0
Partner!Samura: 0
Partner!Aguni: 0
Partner!Mira: 0
#alice in borderland#aib imagines#aib x reader#aib reactions#aib headcanons#alice in borderland headcanons#alice in borderland reactions#aib s2#aib x you#chishiya x reader#aguni x reader#Usagi x reader#takeru x reader#last boss x reader#kuina x reader#rizuna ann x reader#kano mira x reader#kyuma x reader#banda x reader#arisu ryohei x reader#karube x reader#Padfoot talks
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Look at that chilling entrance. Half performance art, half raw power.
#kiryu smiling kills me#he loves majima's bullshit and its great#ALSO WHY IS HE SO CUTE WHEN HE SMILES IN THE LAST GIF??#majima dont be cute thats ILLEGAL#goro majima#kazuma kiryu#yakuza kiwami 2#yakuzaedit#yakuza gifs#kazumaji#rggedit#ryu ga gotoku#flashing gif#imagine being the announcer guy and seein ya boss do this gay little jig and youre just like... tf am i meant to say about that#um chilling. artistic. powerful
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It’s so good to see you.
Lies of P (2023)
#I finished lying and penising for the last time…#I got the game for my PS5 after 100%ing it on game pass bc I was so impressed and obsessed I needed to get a physical copy#so I obviously had to 100% it again and I hilariously forgot to read a letter to unlock an achievement#so I had to play the game a FOURTH TIME since you only get the letter at the end and restarting the game wipes all letters from your bag#but that let me do something I LOVE doing with these shorter games#which is putting the effort to give these characters the best endings their quests allow#so I can leave the characters in the world with as much peace as I can#I also did this in majora’s mask with my final run of the game being about doing every single side quest I could and beating ever boss#so that termina would be as peaceful as it would be once the mask was destroyed and skull kid freed#that being said wearing the alidoro mask led to an unintentionally hilarious semi final cutscene#a tear is supposed to roll down your face at one point but instead it was just a completely still super close shot of the dog mask#and I burst out laughing like nooooooo#luckily I’ve scene the ending like 3 times already but can you imagine if that was the only time I’d seen it 😂#I one rounded nameless puppet this time I truly felt like a god I’m so grateful for neowiz for making this game its been so fun#even after beating it like 7 times I know I’ll be playing it again one day and I’m gonna be a preorder ho for the Lies of series#the DLC and sequel can’t come soon I’m so in love with this game I need to eat it#Lies of P#video games#lies of p sophia#lies of p carlo
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HURT
Pairing: Takatora x Reader
Warnings: injury
Word count: 1.3 K
Summary: When you risked your life to save his, Takatora started hanging out with you.
Author’s note: No smut (yet) but this one is just cute fluff. And I swear I have stopped doing any efforts writing Y/N anymore, it’s just who I am.
“Look at her. She will never survive” Niragi said as he watched you for the first time.
You just arrived at the Beach after Ann met you at a game and brought you there. You were looking innocent and empathic, searching through the Beach a place where you could settle.
Last Boss didn’t answer, staying silent as he was starting at you. Something about the way your eyes were scanning the room, the way your body was moving. Everything about you was mesmerizing.
You could survive, he thought. He knew in the Borderlands people tend to get stronger, colder, in order to survive. He saw it a hundred times. But over the time, nothing about you changed. No matter how hard life was, you were still this kind girl, always nice to everyone.
But this night, as he was getting ready for a new game, he realized you were on his team. That was when he really thought you couldn’t do it.
He watched you in the arena. You seemed calm, almost too calm. That was the first time he ever saw you at a game. And he lost faith in you at this exact moment. You were doing too much to help everyone. Almost risking your own life to save perfect strangers.
He soon realized that you would not be any different about him. And as he turned around, looking at the arrow flying at him, he also felt someone pushing him. The second after that, you were passed away on the floor. The game cleared as his eyes were still on you, not sure what to do.
Why the fuck did you do that? You never talked to him. You didn’t know him. You didn’t even know his name. Takatora’s brain was fuming as he bent down to pick you up and walked you to the car in order to take you back to the Beach where he brought you to Ann.
When she was done examining you, she reassured Last Boss, explaining to him you were going to be ok as no vital organs were injured.
“I didn’t know you two knew each other” she said as she was preparing the bandages to patch you up.
“We don’t”
“Oh”
“She saved my life tonight” Takatora justified.
“She must be a very nice girl” Ann answered.
During the entire discussion, the man’s eyes never left you. He needed to see you were going to be ok.
He saw people die every day without caring. But you risked your life for him. No one ever did anything like that.
“I need to take her shirt off” Ann interrupted his trail of thoughts.
The woman was cutting your shirt as she asked Last Boss to go to your room and take another one for you.
When he realized what was happening, he spun away to not invade your privacy. But instead of leaving, he took his hoodie off and gave it to her.
She put it on you after she was done.
“She will be ok, she just needs to sleep. But I need to keep her under observation for a day or two.”
“I’ll do it”
Ann was surprised by how quickly Takatora answered, almost snapping at her. But she agreed, telling him to come find her if anything happened.
Last Boss was watching you as you slept on the nursery bed. But after an hour or two, he saw you stir and wake up, trying to stand.
“Why are you awake? You need to sleep”
“I’m uncomfortable. I want to go to my room.” You weren’t phased about his presence. You were too tired for it. You’ll ask questions when you’d have more rest.
“You need to stay here” he interjected.
“I can’t really sleep in here, please” you begged, hopeless.
Last Boss seemed to think about it before answering.
“Let me help you”
He helped you stand and you both walked to your room.
“I’m going to stay here tonight” he told you, not really giving you a choice.
You looked at him rising your eyebrows but you were honestly too tired to argue.
“Ann said you need a 24h watch” he continued.
You set yourself up on your bed and quickly fall asleep.
But soon enough, you woke up again, this time shaking from the cold.
“Are you ok?” the bald man asked.
“I’m cold”
“I think I can find a blanket somewhere. Wait here”
He left the room to come back a few minutes later with one enormous blanket. He putted it on you before going back to his place, in the corner of the room.
“Why are you in this chair?” you questioned, still shivering.
“I’m watching you”
“Are you a zombie?”
“What?”
“Zombies don’t sleep.” You answered “Or do they?” you quietly asked yourself.
“I’m not a zombie!”
“That is exactly what a zombie would say” you gasped.
Takatora was faking annoyance at this point.
“Go back to sleep”
You didn’t answer and closed your eyes.
He wasn’t used to people joking with him, as they all were afraid of him. But he watched you fall asleep again, a light smile plastered on his face.
You woke up the next morning, the sun warming your face.
You grunted as you sat, your eyes falling on the man sitting in front of you.
One quick look around you when you realized.
“Why am I wearing your hoodie?”
“Ann needed to cut your shirt to patch you up”
“I’ll give it back to you” you nodded.
“You can keep it.”
“That’s nice of you, but I’ll give it back. It’s yours.”
“I want you to have it”
“Oh”
Luckily, this game gave you a few days of peace. No planned games for the rest of the week. And you decided to take life slow.
Last Boss wanted to make sure you were doing alright. That’s why he made it a habit for you to sleep in his room. And when you didn’t, he just burst into yours, to a point that you haven’t slept alone since the night you got injured.
Life continued. More games have passed. But you were still living around each others.
No one really understood what was happening between the two of you. No one dared to ask.
You two didn’t even know. You just were comfortable with that.
The guy who never talked could rant to you about any society subject and you liked it.
It was special. But you weren’t questioning anything. You just let life happens and boy, it was good. Life around Takatora was just easy.
“What are you doing?” he asked, walking inside of your room.
“Watching a movie”
The man stayed silent and settle in the bed beside you.
“This guy is hot” you affirmed a few moments later.
“What?”
“He is” you defended yourself.
“But he’s a zombie?!”
“And?”
“You think zombies are hot?” he questioned.
“Obviously”
Takatora smiled to himself.
Your eyes left the screen, looking at him for the first time since he entered the room, and your eyes caught something weird.
“What is that?”
“What is what?” he asked, confused.
“That” you repeated, pointing at him.
“It’s my hoodie”
“But I am wearing your hoodie”
“I have multiple hoodies”
Ok, now that was weird!
“Are you cutting all of your hoodie the same way?”
“Yes”
“Why?”
“I like it that way”
Your brain couldn’t comprehend what was happening.
“Wait! Are you telling me you actually change clothes and are not wearing the same fucking hoodie every day?”
“No, it’s gross”’
“Oh wow! My entire life has been a lie! I don’t even know what is true and what is not anymore!” you laughed, gripping his arm.
You drew your attention back to the show, but he kept staring at your hand on his arm.
And at this exact moment, he knew. He loved you.
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14. nobody gets me, you do
Hours later, Takatora stood watch over the party going on in the pool area downstairs. Hood up, katana perched on the ground, he calmly surveyed the drunk people all around him.
Well, calm wasn’t actually how he felt, but he was good at putting on a mask of indifference. Or at least he was when a certain someone wasn’t around.
In truth, Takatora had been thinking about his morning with Maisie all day long. After they left their little spot under the tree (Maisie stating that Kuina would be worried about her if she didn’t turn up for lunch without telling anyone), she’d insisted that he take the rest of the muffins, which Takatora did without complaint. Not only were they delicious, they had also been made by Maisie specifically for him, a thought that made him feel very warm inside.
He’d gone up to his room, placing the wicker basket with the remaining blueberry muffins carefully on his nightstand, like a precious bowl of china he didn’t want to break. As much as he wanted to devour the remaining treats, he couldn’t bring himself too. He liked the smell they brought into his stale and dark room. The sugary scent reminded Takatora of Maisie, too.
It seemed, lately, that everything did.
He’d spent the remainder of the day in a dreamy sort of haze, still in disbelief that the girl he’d convinced himself would never even give him the time of day had asked him if he wanted to hang out with her. She had wanted to spend time with Takatora. The notion made him feel dizzy in about a hundred different ways.
His fingers twitched on the handle of his weapon as his eyes skimmed over the mass of intoxicated dancers, searching for the bright hue of the familiar pink sundress, but it seemed like Maisie was nowhere to be found.
Takatora didn’t want to admit how much that dampened his mood.
After the girl had left for lunch with her friend he hadn’t seen a glimpse of her, and he would’ve sought her out himself if he wasn’t scared of coming off too strong and scaring Maisie away.
‘She wants a friend, not a stalker.’ He kept reminding himself every time he felt the urge to abandon the wall he’d leaned himself on and go in search of the sweet girl.
It seemed, however, that the universe was listening to his thoughts that night, because just as he had convinced himself that he would not go in search of her until the next morning, he suddenly spotted the sight of sandy brown curls moving through the crowd.
Takatora felt his mouth go dry. Maisie was being dragged by Kuina, her face set in a sort of grimace, as if she’d rather be anywhere else but there. Her hair was devoid of its usual white bow, so that the front strands fell freely and framed her face, creating an almost halo effect. Instead of the pink sundress Takatora was so used to seeing on her, she was wearing a pair of denim shorts and the lilac bikini top she’d been wearing just the other night.
Under the flashing neon lights, she looked so unreal Takatora would’ve believed her if she’d told him she was actually an angel.
Kuina had dragged her over to the bar, where Takatora could see both girls sat themselves and waited for their drinks.
He hesitated. Should he go over there? Technically he was supposed to be on “security duty”, but he couldn’t give less of a damn about that at the moment, even if it got him in trouble with Aguni. He’d deal with that later.
No, what worried him was wondering if Maisie even wanted to see him. It was one thing hanging out in private, but what if she didn’t want people to see them together? Would she not want people to associate her with someone like him?
‘She’s not like that,’ He thought to himself. Takatora had experienced first hand how non-judgemental Maisie was, she didn’t strike him as someone who would care about what others think of her friends. But the years of insecurity deeply rooted within Takatora’s brain kept him glued to his spot.
As the minutes ticked on, Takatora kept looking to his left to watch Maisie, who was still sitting at the bar with Kuina, now with a drink in hand. Though she still looked slightly uncomfortable, she was laughing with the taller woman, who was clearly in the middle of telling an animated story, if her had gestures were anything to go by.
Every once in a while when Maisie’s eyes wandered, Takatora would duck his head, not wanting to be caught staring. He should’ve known he wouldn’t be so lucky.
Not even five minutes later, he’d turned his gaze back in her direction, only to freeze on the spot as Maisie decided to shift her gaze in that very same moment, and their eyes locked.
Takatora felt a shock go through him, but that was nothing compared to the heat that started creeping up his veins and onto his face when her expression morphed into a wide smile, and she sent him a shy wave.
Takatora’s mouth hung slightly open, eyes wide as he gave a shy lift of his hand in return, feeling a little dumbstruck. He didn’t know if he hated or not how much a simple smile from the girl could turn his entire body to stone.
~~
Kuina’s story about a dream she’d had last night after the game had Maisie in her second fit of giggles of the week. This time, instead of the dream being about Chishiya and Niragi getting married, it had been about the two men having their first child together, with Kuina being the godmother.
“I don’t even know how that would work,” Kuina said, and Maisie nearly choked on her drink as another fit of laughter bubbled up her throat.
The other woman had dragged her out of her room earlier where she’d been peacefully reading the entire afternoon, having borrowed another book from the library downstairs. Kuina had begged her to accompany her down to the pool for another night of partying, stating that since neither of them had to go to a game tonight, they should continue the previous days’ celebrations. Apparently, “the adrenaline hadn’t worn off yet,” at least that’s what Kuina had said.
So, with a slightly exasperated sigh, Maisie had changed into her- well, Kuina’s, really- lilac bikini once more (with some added shorts, for a bit of extra cover) and allowed herself to be dragged from her room.
Tatta was nowhere to be found, although with the hangover he’d had that morning, it was probably best if he stayed away from the little makeshift bar tonight.
As Kuina finished her story, Maisie’s eyes skimmed lazily across the rest of the party, taking in the mass of sweaty bodies surrounding them. Then she glanced up.
There, across the pool and in the cordoned off area reserved for Militants and V.I.P’s only, stood Tora, and he was looking right at her.
Maisie felt her face break out into a wide grin, shyly lifting her hand in a wave. She let out a little laugh when she saw Tora awkwardly lifting his hand in turn.
Kuina noticed that Maisie was looking at something past her and turned to see what was causing her friend to laugh. When she too spotted Takatora she let out a bark of laughter, turning back to Maisie with her eyes full of mischief.
“You should go say hi to your little crush, it would be rude to ignore him all night.”
Maisie choked on the sip she’d just taken, turning to look at Kuina with a bewildered (and somewhat alarmed) expression.
“He’s not- what are you talking about- we’re just- we just met last night!” Maisie looked positively like a deer caught in the headlights.
“Uh huh,” Kuina replied, handing her friend a napkin so she could clean the little bit of Mojito she’d spilled on herself when she’d choked. “You might’ve met just yesterday, but he’s been making goo-goo eyes at you since you got here, and you’ve been no better, now that I think about it.”
Maisie wanted to defend herself, puffing her chest out indignantly to retort, but she couldn’t hide the blush staining her cheeks, so she decided against it.
Instead she said, “May I ask why you’re so invested in me and Last Boss’ friendship?”
Kuina shot her a look at the word ‘friendship’, but smirked at her friend’s dignified tone. She knew she just wanted to distract her from her suggestion of going to talk to him.
“Because you’re my friend, and I want you to get laid,” Kuina deadpanned.
Maisie was handed another napkin as she once again choked on her drink, “Kuina!”
The older girl burst into laughter at the look on Maisie’s face, and decided to take pity on her and quit her teasing.
“Seriously, though, you’re clearly happy to see him here, why don’t you go say hi? Besides, you said you’d hung out with him earlier, it’s not like he’s a stranger.”
Maisie blushed and looked down at the crumpled napkins in her fist. She definitely wanted to speak to Tora again, but what if she came off too pushy? He was clearly an introvert, she didn’t want to scare him off by being in his space twenty-four seven.
Maisie tried to come up with an excuse, “I mean… isn’t that area reserved for Militants though? Surely they won’t let me in,” she felt like a small school girl again, crazy with nerves at the prospect of talking to her crush.
“Just tell them you know him, they’ll ask him if that’s true and then, boom, you’re in,” Kuina made it seem simple, but Maisie was nervous about going up there and getting shooed away. It would be humiliating.
It took Kuina a whole five more minutes to finally convince Maisie to go up and talk to Last Boss, with the reassurance that if they didn’t let her in Kuina would still be at the bar to keep her company.
“But what about you?” Maisie asked, standing from her stool nervously, “I don’t wanna just ditch you here.” She said, feeling guilty about leaving her friend by herself, even if it had been Kuina’s idea.
The taller woman waved her off, “I’ll be fine, I don’t mind my own company. Besides, if I see you two are hitting it off I’ll just go find Tatta and bug him to join me, give him another hangover for tomorrow.”
Maisie let out a snort, imagining a hungover Tatta being dragged out by Kuina for another night of partying.
“Fine,” Maisie finally responded, nibbling her lip and eyeing the V.I.P area. “Wish me luck,” she muttered and started making her way over.
As she approached the sort of ‘tent’ that was off to the side, she kept her eyes glued to the floor, trying to build up her nerve. She hated talking to strangers, she was never any good at it.
With a slight pause, she reached the makeshift door of the large, open tarp, looking up at the man who was standing by the opening.
He was tall, very tall, and he had a gun strapped to his waist. He eyed Maisie up and down, an eyebrow quirked as he did so.
Maisie didn’t really appreciate the feeling of being scrutinized, so she cleared her throat politely before speaking up, “Uhm, I’m sorry to bother you but could I speak to Ta- Last Boss?”
Maisie caught herself at the last second. She knew that Tora probably wouldn’t appreciate her revealing his name to everyone, having a pretty strong feeling that he liked the anonymity that came with no one knowing his true name. Well, no one besides Maisie.
The man opened his moth to respond, but before he could, a voice she didn’t recognize spoke up from somewhere behind him.
“Well, well, what’s this? The new girl? Don’t be rude now, Kido, let her in.”
The man she instantly recognized as Niragi stepped up beside the ‘bouncer’, licking his lips and eyeing Maisie up and down in a way that made her skin crawl. It wasn’t the same way that the first man- Kido- had looked at her, like she was being evaluated. This look was predatory, and Maisie felt the need to run in the other direction immediately. He was looking at her like she was a piece of meat.
Niragi chuckled at the look of disgust that Maisie was sure she wasn’t doing a good job of hiding. She also knew for a fact she wasn’t doing a good job at concealing the fact that she was worried, because based on what Kuina had told her, this Niragi wasn’t someone she wanted to get involved with.
“Come on, sweetheart, no need to be shy,” Niragi smirked, slinging his rifle over his shoulder and ambling closer, “Why don’t you come join me insi-“
But he never got to finish his sentence, because suddenly a large had was gripping his shoulder, and Tora appeared out of the shadows with his katana hung around his torso and his hood obscuring his face.
~~
Takatora had seen all he cared to see. The moment he’d spotted Maisie making her way over, he’d stood glued to the floor, not daring to hope that she was coming over to talk to him. But even his insecurities didn’t overshadow the very obvious fact that there was no other reason she would be going to the V.I.P section for- it wasn’t like she hung around any of the other Militants. So with his heart pounding, he’d waited for her to approach.
Then he’d heard her ask Kido if she could speak to him, and he could’ve sworn his legs turned to rubber for a split second. He’d started making his way over before his brain had even processed that his legs were carrying him to her.
Unfortunately though, it seemed that Takatora wasn’t the only one who recognized the sweet girls’ voice. Niragi had beat him to the punch, getting to the entrance before he had a chance to speak to Maisie first.
The second sentence had barely passed his lips before Takatora reached him, firmly placing a hand on his shoulder, digging in his fingers harder than was necessary, but the didn’t care.
Niragi turned around, staring at Takatora’s tattooed face, almost as if studying him. Takatora had no way of knowing how many of his thoughts his expression was betraying in that moment, but regardless, the message he was sending the shorter man was clear: she’s off limits.
With a half scoff-half laugh, Niragi threw a wink Maisie’s way and ambled back into the V.I.P section, wandering off to dance with the first girl he found.
Bouncer standing forgotten to one side, Takatora looked at Maisie, discretely skimming his eyes over her face and body to make sure she was okay. Aside from looking slightly awkward from her encounter with Niragi, she looked alright, and Takatora allowed the tension in his shoulders to ease slightly.
“Hi,” Maisie spoke shyly before Takatora had a chance to.
He simply looked at her, lost for words, just as he usually was when she was around him, but she didn’t seem to mind. She never did.
“Can I come in?” The question was meant for Takatora, but he caught Maisie eyeing Kido out of the corner of her eye, as if expecting him to throw her over his shoulder and kick her out.
Takatora simply extended his hand, looking into her eyes and beckoning with a small nod of his head for her to follow him.
Kido said nothing as Maisie slipped her slender fingers between Takatora’s own, stepping closer to follow his lead. He knew that he wouldn’t have said anything, anyway. Another upside to his reputation at The Beach was that people didn’t tend to get in his way.
With butterflies in his stomach that positively had everything to do with the small hand clasped in his, he led Maisie over to where he had stood only minutes before standing watch.
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HI OH MY GOD IM SO SORRY. I never forgot about this story I swear, but for a while I lost inspo, not to mention I was back in my country and I was busy af, and now that I’m back in the states life got hectic again. But I missed y’all so much. I CANT BELIEVE SEASON 2 COMES OUT IN JUST A FEW HOURS! WHOS READY??!!
I’m so glad I was able to put this chapter out before then. I hope y’all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. ILY ALL MWAH
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AIB characters reactions to when their s/o is jealous pls ty (hcs)
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→ gn!reader (you/your)
Arisu:
Wouldn't know that the green monster is creeping up on you already. He's too immersed trying to find a way out and get back to the real world; if he can't make it, he'll push his way for you to make it back alive and in one piece. But when he finally realizes what you're feeling, he's quick to wrap his arms around you and give you the time on why you're feeling like that.
Chishiya:
Another one who wouldn't notice it at first. You can't blame him; he's the kind of guy who'd make "ignorance is a bliss" as his motto. Human emotions aren't the kind he'd like to feel, but that all changed when he met you. So when realizes what you are feeling, he'd pull you to a more quiet space/area in the Beach that's only the two of you - one arm wrapped around your shoulders, lips placing a kiss on top of your head before whispering words of assurance.
Niragi:
He'd either: kill the person who made you feel like that or torture them right in front of you. But when you'd tell him that he should listen to your side of the story, he'd be glad to. After listening, he'd loosely wrap his arms around you, patting your back. But after a while, his hold on you would finally tighten, fingers slowly combing through your hair, just like how you'd do to him.
Last Boss:
The type who wouldn't give you a reason to be jealous over someone. He's so in love with you that when you're in the pool area of the Beach, his eyes would only be on you; not caring about anything or anyone as he walks over to where you are. But if given the chance that another girl or guy was trying to get close to him, he'd simply walk away, not giving them the attention they want from him.
Usagi:
"You know I only have eyes for you, right? There's no one else but you." She'd whisper into your ear, arms wrapped your waist as she stood by your side.
"You're the only one I want. Please remember that, alright?" She'd say to you with a bright smile on her face before placing a quick kiss on the cheek.
Kuina:
"If it makes you feel better, I only want your attention." She'd say to you before you walk out the door, leaving her behind. Being in a place with random strangers feel unnerving, but despite that, Kuina felt at peace and safe with you - someone who she can be and truly trust.
"I understand why you're feeling like that, but we were just trying to complete the game. Honestly!" Kuina says, raising her right hand in the air to prove her innocence. "If you're no longer feeling that, how about we cuddle while watching movies?"
Karube:
Would get a tad little mad if you accuse him of flirting with another player. It's like you didn't trust his love for you, didn't trust him to you at all. And that deeply wounded him. But nevertheless, he'd always come back to you. You're his home in a world unknown to him.
Mira:
"Why do you think like that?" She'd ask you with curiosity in her eyes. "Is it because of the way how close we were? Or was it because I was giving that person a lot of attention?" She inquires, slowly getting up from her seat and stand before you, wrapping her arms around your waist before placing a kiss on the crook of your neck, leaving a kiss mark on your skin.
"Your arbitrary feeling is temporary. But my love for you is forever."
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Hii, can I request 33 for Last Boss (AiB) for the event? Have a great day!
angsty number 33 + samura last boss takatora
“I KNOW YOU WELL, BUT THIS AIN’T A GAME!”
it was a mistake to go into the hearts game. three people left - only one winner allowed. you tremble where you stand as the stranger makes a run for it. samura stands frozen, his chosen katana limp and unused in his hand.
"this is it, i guess," your voice wobbles. the other two bodies lay on the floor around you, lasers shot between their eyes. you gulp back the tears you feel to smile at your long-time friend. "you, me or them. who do you think will win this time?"
samura stares at you blankly. he'd changed since arriving at the beach - a confident, bloodthirsty part of him surfacing from nowhere. he's still my friend, you remind yourself daily, still my samura.
running echoes at the third person arrives back in the center of the building. they pant, holding back a scream as they see the two of you again. a maze - a circular maze is what you find yourself in. no way out, only one way in.
the stranger takes off again, to the left this time. you look back at samura, "they're really giving it their all."
he grabs your waist, pulling you to him and grabbing the hilt of his katana within the same second. your eyes widen, but you stay put. a harsh, pitiful kiss is pressed to your head before he speaks.
"we win." the katana slices into your chest - samura pushes until it's through his own, sticking the both of you together. "we always win."
the sound of a congragulations! is the last thing you hear.
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