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coldfanbou · 2 years

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Neighborhood PT3

Woo, I had enough time to finish this piece this week. As I'm coming along in the story, I realize I have to choose who will be the chosen one. Oh boy, that is all I can say.

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Sana x M Reader

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You wait up in Sana’s room as she prepares for your date. She insisted on having you in her room as she changed. This would be the first tease of the day, no doubt. As she pulled up her skirt, Sana made sure to shake her ass for you. She looked back at you once she pulled up her skirt. “Enjoying the show?” she teased.

“Is this really necessary, Sana?”

“Yes, it is; I know you had sex with Momo. I need to get you excited for later tonight.”

“If you say so. Where are we going anyway?”

“We’re going to my friend’s place; she runs an arcade with tons of claw machines. I want you to win me some prizes.”

“Kind of a weird place for you to choose, isn’t it?”

“They have a lot of things there; we’re going to have a great time,” Sana says as she puts on her tube top. She sits on your lap and brings her phone up to take a picture of the two of you. “Say cheese!” You play along and smile as she checks the picture; Sana playfully slaps your shoulder. “You actually smiled! I knew you liked me.” She always had to mention how you had a crush on her somehow.

“I just played along, Sana.”

Sana leans forward, getting close to your face; in a sensual voice, she says, “Are you saying you don’t love me? That you wouldn’t love to fuck me right now?” She grabs her tits, trying to get a reaction out of you.

You tap your fist on the top of her head. “Sana, that won’t work on me.” You have to try and play it off; in reality, Sana doing that made you get an erection. Sana grabs the top of her head and pouts for a second before smiling again. The two of you start heading downstairs, passing Mina. She stares at you longingly as you pass her. As you and Sana get into your car, she gives directions to the arcade. When you get there, you see Sana’s friend Dahyun waiting outside. As you get out of the vehicle, Dahyun approaches the two of you.

“Took you long enough; I was waiting out here for so long. I’ll get a tan at this rate,” Dahyun says to Sana, annoyed at standing outside. Dahyun had very pale skin, which was kind of amazing to look at. It reminded you of tofu.

“I told you when we would get here, don’t blame me,” Sana replies shaking her friend.

“Let go of me!” Dahyun says, laughing. “Here, take these cards. I loaded them with credits. Have fun, you two. Oh, I’ll be in the front if you need anything.” With that, Dahyun heads inside, and you and Sana follow her. The arcade had a large lounge area in the front, separated from all the machines. You and Sana pass through without a problem by flashing the cards given to you by Dahyun. Sana holds your hand as she dashes to a claw machine. “Look!” Pressing her face against the machine's glass, she points to a sizeable golden hamster plush. “Let’s try and get it!” Sana looks at you with a massive grin on her face.

You agree. “Alright, let’s try it; you go first.” Sana swipes her card and starts playing it; she holds the button to move the claw to the right and then the button to move it back. The claw stops above plush, dropping down; it grabs onto the hamster, raising it up. Sana starts jumping excitedly from her apparent win. As the claw begins moving to the opening, it drops the hamster. Sana’s face falls as she sees it land back onto the platform.

She turns you, whining, “I had it.” She stomps her feet. You have to hold in your laughter; seeing Sana act like a little kid when she failed to get her prize was funny. Sana’s small hands pound on your chest. “Don’t laugh at me! I want you to try and get it!”

“Alright then, move aside. Let me show you a master at work.” Sana moves aside as you give it a go for yourself. Much the same, you grab onto the plush and move it slightly before it falls from the claw.

Sana laughs at you. “You couldn’t do it either.”

“I did a lot better than you!”

“You did not!”

“I bet I could get it before you!”

“No, you can’t. Move over. It’s my turn” You and Sana spend the next couple of hours wasting all the credits Dahyun had given you on this one machine. At times you regressed and pushed the plush back; at other times, it was so close to falling over into the prize box. You taunt and throw barbs at each other, trying to mess with the other’s focus. Sana was the first to run out of credits; with her final try, she lifted the plush again. As the claw moves it over, it looks like she finally has it, only for the plush to fall nearly over the hole. Half of it was over the pit, while the other half was still on the platform. It would just need the smallest of lifts in order to fall. Sana dramatically drops to the floor, you immediately give your final credits to the machine. Lifting up the back end of the hamster, it tumbles over the edge into the prize box.

Grabbing it, you are not a gracious winner. “Haha! I did it. In your face Sana!” She reaches out for the hamster, and you hold onto it tightly. “No way, Sana, this is my trophy.” Sana’s jaw drops as you deny her the plush.

Sana slams her feet on the floor. “But I want it!” Sana starts to whine and make a scene.

“Fine, you can have it!” You toss Sana the hamster plush. She holds it tight before getting up.

“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” Sana yells before hugging you.

“Yeah, yeah, You’re such a brat, Sana.” She just smiles at you.

“What should we do next?”

“Sana… we’re out of credits.”

“Oh,” Sana says. “Well, how about we get some ice cream to celebrate your victory? It’ll be on me.”

“Alright, let’s go” you and Sana make your way to the front. Dahyun asks from behind the register.

“Did you guys have fun? What did you play?”

Pulling Sana along, you tell her you wasted all your credits on the claw machine while avoiding her gaze, embarrassed from using the many credits she had given you on a single machine. You hear Dahyun yell as you exit the arcade, “You did what?!” Getting in your car, you quickly leave the area and go to an old-fashioned ice cream shop nearby your home. All the while, Sana laughs at your embarrassment. Taking a seat in the booth, the two of you share a banana split. It was not the best ice cream you’d ever had, but this place always held a special place in your heart. All those hot summer days with the trio eating ice cream in the cold shop were cherished memories.

“Well, at least we got something to show for today.” You say with some defeat in your voice.

“Yep,” Sana raises the golden hamster, “I’ll name her Nugget.” You look at the hamster, shoving another spoonful of ice cream into your mouth; you wonder why you got so competitive. You and Sana talk for an hour before heading back to your car. Sitting inside, Sana turns to you and kisses you on the cheek. “Thanks for today; it was really fun.”

“Yeah, today was entertaining, to say the least.” Sana stares at you for a second before she climbs over the center console and onto your lap. Had your car not been spacious, she couldn’t have done so. In silence, Sana grabs your hands and places them on her chest. She has a determined look on her face. “Sana?” you ask.

In a whisper, you hear, “I won’t lose so easily.” Sana forces you to play with her tits, her hands controlling your movements. She groans as this action continues. You continue playing with her tits as she lets go of your hands. Sana works on freeing your cock from its confinements. Pulling it out, Sana gives it a couple of strokes, drawing out moans from you. Next, she pulls her panties to the side and runs the underside of your cock along her lower lips. Your cock slowly becomes slick as her juices run down it. Once Sana thought it was enough, she pushed your cock inside her. Your cock pushes apart her walls as it goes deeper into her. You both moan as you slide further in. You pull down Sana’s tube top and capture one of her nipples, causing her to twitch slightly. Sana starts to grind on your cock, waves of pleasure coming over the two of you. Grabbing her hips, you lift her and drop her down on her cock, causing her to let out tremendous moans.

“You feel great, Sana,” you blurt out. Sana pulls your head back from her tits and kisses you, her tongue snaking its way into your mouth. The car shakes as Sana rides you; your hands move to her chest, and you start pinching and playing with her nipples.

“Fuck, you’re so big.” Sana moans as she keeps going, her body slamming down on your pelvis.

“Sana, I’m going to cum” you say as your cock pulses inside her.

“Cum inside me, do it! I want it all!” She shouts as she reaches her orgasm. Sana's body spasms on top of you as your cum floods her pussy. She continues to grind her body against yours; her hips never stop as the increased pleasure rushes over you. Sana’s forehead meets yours as you both catch your breath. “That was your real reward for getting me that hamster,” Sana says before she starts laughing. You run your hands over her body; you grip her thighs before slapping her ass—Sana yelps as you do so. You start bucking your hips, and she starts whining, “Wait a second, I'm still sensitive.”

“This is what you get for teasing me, Sana” You buck your hips wildly as Sana bounces on your cock. She holds onto you, fingernails digging into your shoulders while her cries bounce off the car's interior. You suck on one of her nipples while you roll the other between your thumb and forefinger. Sana holds your head to her chest as she continues moaning out your name. “Fuck, I’m going to cum again.” Sana’s grip on you gets tighter as she cums over your cock. You keep thrusting into her until you feel your orgasm approaching. Placing your hands on her waist, you keep her close to you as you unload into her. “That wasn’t fair,” She says in a daze from her orgasms.

You kiss Sana, holding her close. You stare at each other while you take it all in. When you let go, Sana, she gets off you and moves back to her seat. You start the car and drive home after adjusting your clothes. Arriving home, you both exit the car and walk to her door.

“I really did have a great time today, you know,” Sana says as she holds your hands. “It’s been a while since we got to spend time alone. I nearly forgot how much fun just hanging out with you was.” Sana goes in for a hug that you accept. “I hope you know that I love you. I know I teased you a lot in the past, and I can be a bit of a brat.”

“Just a bit,” you interrupt.

“...but that’s just who I am, I hope you choose me in the end, but I understand if you don’t.” Sana looks to the floor during the last part. Those words completely changed the mood, from a happy good night to a serious moment about the reality of the situation. As Sana tries to pull back and go inside, you hold onto her hand.

Bringing your forehead to hers, you whisper to her, “Sana, I hope you know this is the most difficult thing I’ll ever have to do. I love Momo, I love Mina, and I love you. Don’t think for a second that I'll love you less because you have those strong traits. I don’t know who I’ll choose, but you don’t have to feel bad about being who you are. You are you, and I wouldn’t want you to be anyone else.” You kiss Sana’s forehead before messing with her hair a little.

She stares into your eyes, her hands trembling as she grips the edges of her skirt. “Thank you for loving me.” She opens the door and walks inside, leaving you with a smile.

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beebotea · 1 year

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hey, are you listening? — part 03

pairing : college au!xiao x f!reader . summary : in which uni students decipher vague tweets and emotions... + ie: second-year students y/n and xiao are forced to work through their term project (and feelings) as their friends attempt to meddle with their love lives ‘for the greater good’ . cw : swearing, slut-shaming, suggestive, reader she/her pronouns, alcohol, mentions of substance use .

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03. into the night

act 1, scene 1

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act 1, scene 2

Y/N watched as Xiao stood up from the table and excused himself from the conversation. It wasn’t long until Hu Tao & Venti and Yanfei & Heizou began their own respective conversations, leaving Y/N and Scaramouche to sit there in silence.

“Oh, um… is he alright?” Y/N said, as she watched Scaramouche finish sending a text from his phone.

The Inazuman ruffled his hair in slight frustration before setting his phone down. “Oh, Xiao? He said he was going to the washroom. I’m sure it’s nothing. He’s not great with big crowds unless he’s on stage with his bass.”

“I see… I thought he didn’t really like me or something…”

“Yeah, ‘or something.’”

“What?”

Y/N took a second to take in his appearance. Delicate and soft features carefully defined and enhance by his red eyeliner and the way his fringe framed his face. He was a very pretty young man… it seemed to run in the family considering Xiao was quite easy on the eyes as well, although quite intimidating.

“So are you done admiring me yet, or…” He seemed to catch on to her spacing out, smirking at her as he spoke up.

“Oh… sorry I didn’t mean to stare.” She looked away, feeling her cheeks heat up from being caught red handed.

“It’s fine. You wanna grab a drink with me at the bar over there?”

“Oh, sure alright.” Y/N accepted his extended hand. Scaramouche helped her out of her chair, before promptly letting go when she got to her feet.

“So, how come I’ve never seen you around campus until now? It seems we have a lot of friends in common.”

“Oh, I mean I guess I only really know Aether, Childe, Cyno and maybe Heizou from your side… it’s more like we have friends of friends in common. I’m not in too many extra-curriculars either.”

“Yeah I suppose that’s true. You’re in marketing right? How’s that going for you.”

“It’s fine, I suppose it’d be a lot simpler than Mechatronics Engineering…”

“Eh, maybe. But they’re totally different so I wouldn’t try to make a comparison.” He smiled at her.

“I’m not going to lie… you’re a lot nicer than I expected.”

“Really? What makes you say that? You thought I’d be more like Xiao or something?” He raised his eyebrow curiously at her.

“No, well yes but not entirely. My friend Mona didn’t seem to excited when she saw you and Childe show up so I just got the impression you wouldn’t be so fun to talk to.”

“Is that so? Did she tell you why?”

Y/N shook her head in response and tilting her head to urge him to continue.

“Hah, we’ll do I have a story to tell you.”

“Please, do tell.”

Before Scaramouche could continue, he received slew of notifications. “Oh, sorry one second,” he pulled out his phone to respond to whoever was bombarding him with messages. Shortly after, he slipped his phone back into his pocked and looked back at her to continue where he left off.

“Sorry about that, where was I… oh right. I went to a Snezhnayan private high school for the first three years. So in my third year, Childe and I were on the soccer team and we were playing against Monstadt City Academy. She was on the cheer squad for their school or whatever and there was like a small problem with their formation or something. Anyways, long story short, she fell off their pyramid right as a break was called and Childe and I almost pissed ourselves laughing at her.”

“No way!”

“Yep, it happened. You can even ask her, although I probably wouldn’t want to be there to see you get scolded… she’s quite the prideful one.”

“Yeah… I think I’ll just take your word on it then.” The two laughed together about the memory of the great Mona Megistus falling on her ass. “You must be really good at soccer then. Are you on our Uni’s team?”

“Oh yeah, all of our band members play together often after practices. We’re all on the team. The season is over now but you should definitely come watch our games next year. Who knows maybe Xiao will finally talk to you then.” He smirked at her and nudged her with his elbow.

He was met with widened eyes and incomprehensible stammering. “Don’t think I didn’t notice you trying to talk to him~ Too bad… I was hoping I’d be the one to catch your eye. Oh look, speak of the devil himself.”

Y/N looked into the direction he nodded at and saw Aether, Kazuha and Xiao approaching.

“Hey, Y/N! Having fun? This is Kazuha, our band mate and you already know Xiao.” The male twin waved at her as the three joined their group of two.

“It’s nice to meet you, Y/N,” Kazuha smiled as he extended and arm to shake her hand. “So what are we talking about?”

“Oh, you know, we were talking about how Y/N—ow.” Y/N elbowed Scaramouche in the side to stop his teasing before it got out of hand.

“Soccer! Scaramouche was telling me about how you guys are on the soccer team!”

“Yeah, we are!” Aether explained how Scara and Heizou played forward, Xiao and Kazuha often took up the midfield, while he and Venti usually played as part of their defense or goalie. “Some of other guys in our friend group, like Cyno and Childe, are on the team too,” Aether continued.

“Well recently Xiao has been playing forward, right?” Kazuha spoke up, patting the black and teal haired man on the shoulder to encourage him.

“Yeah, strikers are usually the fastest on the team. It’s just that I’m bad at aiming it into the net…” Xiao shyly chuckled at himself. It was a first for Y/N to see him smile, or to see any expression on him at all (other than a scowl).

“I’m no expert at soccer but I’m sure you’ll be the a pro w practice right?”

Xiao granted her another smile accompanied by a nod.

Since then, the atmosphere in the group began to change. They continued to exchange opinions and ideas during their conversations while also asking each other about their experiences with common friends and acquaintances.

Xiao had even seemed to loosen up a bit after a drink given to him by Kazuha and adding his own short quips.

Eventually, Scaramouche was called back to his table by Venti. Not long after, Aether and Kazuha also returned to their table after witnessing Xiao ask a whole conversation-starting question on his own, leaving Y/N alone with him for the first time that night. Luckily, the alcohol in their blood made it significantly easier for the two to speak to each other and loosen up even when they were left alone.

“Sorry for being a bit… uptight earlier this evening. I was kind of nervous coming to this party.”

“No worries, I get like that too sometimes. Meeting new people can be overwhelming, right?”

“Yeah… especially when they look like you.”

“What?”

“Oh I… I didn’t mean to say that our loud—like I meant—”

“I think you look great too, Xiao.”

Before Xiao could respond, Y/N got a call from Hu Tao, who was outside with Yanfei, preparing to leave.

“Sorry, I have to go now… I’ll see you in class on Tuesday! It was really nice finally being able to get to know you. Bye!”

“Yeah, no worries. You too… bye.”

He watched as she ran to their table to grab her things before hurriedly waving to everyone and made her way to the door. He was starting to wish the night was longer… or that he drank the alcohol earlier that evening.

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act 2, scene 1

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a/n: lots of words mb… hope you enjoyed!

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a-glimpse-of-fantasy · 2 years

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Moments

This is a work done together with @03patrickstar ^^

⚠️ This story takes after the final episode of Duskwood. So if you haven't finished the game first, this story contains heavy spoilers.

⚠️Warnings: Suicide attempts

All chapters from the beginning

Previous chapter

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Chapter 7 - Silent grief

Freezing water brought her senses back. Faye stared into her image in the mirror. Exhaling, she dragged herself out, roughly pulling out an oversized T-shirt from the closet. Lighting up the screen of her phone, Faye gulped down another glass of water. The dry feeling in her throat did not seem to leave no matter how much water she drank.

3:22 a.m.

Noticing a text, Faye unlocked the phone while sitting on the bed.

Jessy - Faye! You’re coming tomorrow, right? 😄

- You promised!

-Our shopping date! Yay!😍

-Why are you not reading?🙁

-Don’t tell me something urgent came up again😑

Faye sighed aloud. At this point what she needed was not a shopping date but some strong liquor. Strong enough for her to pass out.

Grabbing her phone in both hands, Faye typed.

-Shall we have some fun at Aurora instead?

Jessy won’t reply at this time. After waiting motionlessly for a few minutes, her fingers moved again.

-Never mind. I’ll go there.

-See you soon, Jessy.

Yanking the closet door, she pulled out a few pairs of tops and trousers as well as a black dress. Shoving them inside her backpack, Faye looked around in case she missed something.

Fortunately or unfortunately, Duskwood was not far from her place. She could arrive there within three hours at most. Considering the time, it would probably take less than two hours if she left right away.

Faye wanted to grab a taxi. Yet she was not courageous enough to. Sitting in the back seat would give her a panic attack for sure.

It’s okay. It’s not like I’m in a hurry.

She calmly got into the bus; sat down in a window seat. Faye stared at the passing buildings in a daze. None of the scenes outside seemed to capture her attention. Honestly, Faye was trembling; distressed.

She had to check.

Check that Jake wasn’t at the Grim Rock waterfall, where he was killed in her dream.

How foolish.

It happened years ago.

I didn’t go to him when I was needed anyway.

Faye gasped, taking note of her inner voice. Her heart seemed to beat so fast and powerful, that she expected it to burst in the nearing second. Faye gulped, trying to clear the burning, dry throat. Hastily grabbing the water bottle out of her backpack, she gulped down the water as well.

None of it worked.

What her inner mind said…

You didn’t go to him when he needed you! How dare you act all pitiful now?

Biting her trembling lips hard, Faye tried to breathe deeper.

You always do that, Faye…

Why are you the one in pain?

When they all died because of you!

Gasping for air, she clutched her neck, scratching it painfully. A nearby passenger asked her if she was okay, which led her to gather herself up again.

Fortunately, the next stop was where she wanted to get down. As soon as she got off the bus, Faye walked the fastest she could. Towards the Grim Rock waterfall; then the Iron-Splinter mine.

The chilly wind scratched her dry skin painfully.

Your mother, father.

Jake as well.

They all died instead of you!

They died because of you, Faye…

You KILLED them, FAYE!

Unconsciously, screaming sharply, Faye dropped to her knees. Clutching her hair tightly, she screamed. If it wasn’t a deserted forest area, people would’ve come running to her.

But now that she was inside the Duskwood forest, nobody could hear her.

Faye sobbed out loud.

Louder than she ever did.

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“What do you mean Faye went to Duskwood?”

[“It’s just as I said. Faye Evans arrived at Duskwood a little while ago. She is in the forest, to be exact.”]

“What? Why would she go to the forest at this hour?”

[“I’m not sure if I am supposed to know that.”]

Clenching his jaw, Kyle contemplated. He met up with Faye pretending to be Jake yesterday. And now she suddenly went to Duskwood?

What did I miss?

Maybe Jake was in contact with her after all.

I can’t leave out that possibility yet.

Suddenly, a memory struck him, “Hey! If it’s the Duskwood forest…Is it the place where Jake was finally located?”

[“Let me see…Aha! Yes. She’s at the Grim Rock waterfall. There’s an opening to the mine from there.”]

Exhaling a deep sigh, Kyle cussed, “D*mn it! Sh*t! I have to go there! Right now!”

[“Then go!”]

“Shut the f*ck up! You don’t have to tell me what to do!”

Roughly shoving his phone in his pocket, Kyle grabbed his backpack which was lying on his bed. Soon, the door was shut with a loud noise.

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The sound of the waterfall deafened her ears. Faye had looked down at the flowing waterfall continuously for hours by now.

What happened to Jake that day?

Did he really die?

Just like in her dream, did they kill him?

Faye kicked a stone to fall with an emotionless face. She could feel nothing at this point. Her entire mind and body were numb.

Sighing, she took out her phone.

Faye wanted to read their chat once more.

Once more before her end comes.

This time, however, it was another text which grabbed her attention.

Unknown- Faye! Where are you?

Is this guy really Jake?

Faye tapped on the keyboard with weak fingers, trembling from both the cold air as well as her mentality.

-Where did you want to take me out?

-Jake

-What food did you say you’d buy me?

There was no response. A weak scoff escaped her dried-up lips.

What did I expect?

Just as she was about to take the last step towards the steep, her phone vibrated.

-A Chinese restaurant.

-You said you like Chinese food.

-To be Continued.

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icharchivist · 1 year

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icha!! I finished awakening moon :) it was very good and i can see why u love chikage! I have two BURNING questions up top though.

1. do we ever learn what the exact job of the organization is. I guessed espionage/assassin/various shady business before even starting this act so personally i’m very very happy i got there at least. hmph. I’m pretty good. but do we ever learn more about… actual job details?

and 2. do we ever get a real explanation for chikage’s “I don’t like women” line. it’s so abrupt that it’s funny but also this is the one information my sister has about chikage and it’s not easy to defend against lmaoooo. I don’t for a second believe chikage’s story abt his mother is the right one because first… if that is real it’s a bullshit excuse. like hello dude. have u ever talked to One More Woman than ur mother. izumi can’t be that special. i feel like that isn’t supposed to be totally untrue since he like… shoves izumi away after making sure she doesn’t get run over that one time? but my working theory is that izumi startled him so badly that one time he was like “i have to make sure she never touches me again” and decided the best way to do that was… whatever he said. and then he keeps being standoffish to izumi when they’re alone bc he’s already gone past the point of no return so may as well just drop the pleasant act. that line is so wild to me though because like really apart from that he is pretty normal around izumi. like. what’s going on here it’s going to haunt me.

ok now onto the chronological stuff… this is a lot more chapters, so I’ll be quicker, and anyways I feel like i set up my initial feelings and thoughts pretty well in the last ask so i don’t need to say too much stuff. anyways i feel like here a whole lotta stuff Happens but it was mostly playing out things i’d expected to happen for the most part? but i might also jump around time a little bit because of that…

anyways when they were practicing that thunder scene I was thinking that he sounded as easygoing as always. so it was nice to hear izumi back me up on that one. you're correct the voice acting here is really wonderful. wataru hatano you're amazing! and well. i mean. listen. shaiapouf as a character Is. a Character but the voice acting for him is pitch-perfect so yeah. skill. i felt like chikage goes through a Lot this arc but seriously, the voice acting for him throughout just like, consistently impressed me.

izumi’s thinking to herself he isn't good at showing emotion bc he just sounds shallow and empty. wow u really did not hold back there. i've been thinking this for a while but i want to throw homare at chikage. it would be fun for soooo many reasons. like chikage has to contend with how homare is around hisoka and everyone but also the whole homare deal of like “i’m incapable of being a normal human!” i imagine that would strike a chord somewhere. even now that he’s like reconciled with hisoka it would be rather interesting.

love the deeply hassled sigh chikage lets out when izumi asks him to stay back for a moment. I still think its crazy that izumi literally hasn’t said a thing abt how weird he’s being including tsuzuru when he was struggling with his script. also when he dropped that small bottle? My guesses were “dangerous poison serum” and “august memento” and im glad to say i was right on BOTH counts. and the way he goes "If you touched that, I would've never forgiven you." when izumi goes to pick up… chikage is so fun/interesting to me because he’s got this very placid mask for his emotions but the moment that drops he’s soooooo obvious. goes like 0-100. like he does not recover well. i would ask how he survived previous espionage missions etc. but i guess previously he did not have to deal with august and april being dead. But anyways the moment i saw that i was like “hm… hisoka didn’t wash up with it so he probably drank it… did it give him amnesia?” soooooo :) smug smile.

i do like izumi being mad at this whole thing. I mean even up to the end of this event she’s still so confused abt chikage’s women hater thing which. fair. but mostly i really like izumi’s relationship with chikage because it feels like it’s the most antagonistic she’s been towards other troupe members? like when chikage invited her out on that date i audibly said to myself “hell yeah, PvP” and well. he kidnapped her and then she antagonized him by acting out the entirety of the wonderful charlatan of oz (which, love that she knows the entire script by heart).

the spring sleepover, part two! i thought it was nice that like. itaru and banri were gaming together here and it was banri who was like “um… where the fuck is ur roommate.” it reminded me of how itaru would knowingly be like ah. I don’t think u can just skate by in akigumi. like itaru… yes chikage looks like he wants to leave but i think u are being a little. unwelcoming. tsk tsk. glad tsuzuru and the rest of harugumi react appropriately. sakuya’s "chikage always looks at me when we're acting together, but it feels like... he's not actually SEEING me, you know?" was sooo insightful. thinking about how yuzo said sakuya has that stupid innocent part of rick down pat. i've got to think. that's probably the only part of him that chikage knows too, huh… but obviously sakuya (and rick) are more than that! the “it feels like he's acting opposite to a doll instead of a person” line really makes me want to sit down with chikage and be like. oh my god. I mean i know the organization u work for is for sure illegal but i also think it’s bad for ur mental health.

the moment they decided to prank him by tampering with his food i Knew that chikage was gonna get mad lol. like as an assassin / whatever multi-talented job he has i doubt he’d take kindly to it. and then he laces izumi’s food later. lol.

hisoka going “I’m scared to fall asleep” made me really worry… but his flashback scene was so fun to watch. I don’t have much to say abt it since we get the full explanation of that last scene with august later, but i am confused about them mastering japanese…? like, my assumption has always been that they were natively japanese since um… i feel like. people would point that out otherwise right. and it wouldn’t make sense for their names to be japanese otherwise either… maybe they are and were just like. out on the streets in a foreign country u probably wouldn’t learn japanese, huh… or is it just like. anime logic.

anyways izumi got kidnapped that was so fun. quoting from my notes when i realized it was gonna happen “oh he's totally kidnapping izumi. this is the best possible outcome actually. i wanted to see them fight.” I was confused as to why chikage was getting seen by Literally Everyone bc it’s like. didnt u research their schedules. but then i realized it was on purpose lol. I really liked that izumi figured out the chika-usa thing, like, immediately! and started gushing about it lol. it was nice to see chikage open up a bit. and then she quoted august which i’m sure was sweet and not at all doing irreparable damage to chikage’s psyche. well rip to her for a while. i do think it is sooo funny how muku is like maybe they ran off and eloped! same vibes as juza seeing sakyo and his mom and thinking theyre together. i’d say its a sakisaka/hyodo thing but no. i think like at least 50% of the troupe is just like that.

chikage never being able to sleep unless he’s like totally alone because he can’t feel safe otherwise is… sad. also its such a fun contrast to hisoka! i have been thinking abt this a lot actually bc like both these characters have their own sleep quirks and also this episode is called awakening moon? which i think is obviously like. that bright moon over august’s death… but it’s also like, an awakening, which i think suggests like, the recovery of hisoka’s memories as well as chikage’s awakening to like… the truth of that night and that hisoka hadn’t betrayed them at all… but i think it’s such a fun word because like some of the most important breakthroughs in this episode don’t center on waking up at all. in fact they hinge upon the opposite: sleep! hisoka sleeping to remember and chikage sleeping around sakuya… speaking of that scene where hisoka sleeps, winter is SO SWEET throughout this entire episode. like genuinely every time they show up they’re so sweet. the way homare says he’ll keep a lookout and pay hisoka back for mmmbm! and the way later when hisokas like i have to do something. on my own. all of winter troupe comes to him and is like hey i noticed ur sleeping less… can we share ur burdens? and the way tasuku catches him when he immediately falls asleep. so good. also azuma SPECIFICALLY being the one to wish him sweet dreams! considering… everything, surrounding azuma’s own troubles with sleep and the whole good night sweet dreams from nocturnality… that got me.

december 2nd being the night before they did their plan makes me think like??? is Hisoka’s bday literally just the day he lost his memories? what a day. like did he pick that as his bday after losing his memories or was that. but goddd. what a day. love chikage and izumi in that hideout room like izumi really went “I’m gonna annoy u through my acting. fuck you.” until hisoka showed up. him doing the whole putting himself in someone else’s shoes with chikage… inspired by homare… that made me clutch my heart. especially with homares line of “you will be fine. I am sure you will know what to do” like the SURETY in that!! now I’m very glad hisoka didn’t end up drinking the amnesia serum bc chikage’s shout of “don’t!” was so distressed like wow. this is the last piece of his family he has left. but OH MY GOD. could u imagine the alternate universe where chikage did not stop him and hisoka drank that potion. and winter loved him again and again and again. like my god the drama there. also chikage seems like he would spiral so incredibly deeply because of it and it would be incredibly angsty but also it would be so interesting. I do no think a3 has the time for that since they have like, plays to do and can’t properly pull that off and make it sincere with the proper amt of time but oh my god could u imagine… on the other hand I think chikage has so much love for his family of august and april that he would never have let hisoka drink it.

I love how when they get back though izumi decides that she can totally just LIE to a troupe of ACTORS when she’s proven she’s not that good at acting… it’s good hisoka backs her up or stuff would’ve gotten crazy… I hope ppl do get to know more of the truth eventually not because I want people to be mad at chikage. mostly because I want to know the full details of his job already and bc I think it’d be nice if he had more than like One Person to share his thoughts with. it’s good he does have the one, though. and I love spring troupe reaffirming that they’re family! that rly carried throughout the whole of awakening moon, it was so good.

chikage trying to leave was one of my favorite bits of awakening moon! like itaru u are SO funny. first its like "hi chikage :) u are the best roommate i couldve asked for" (and i think he calls him sempai?? wild) and then the moment chikage leaves he calls up sakuya. pfft. he knows what he’s doing. and then sakuya!!! I KNEW that coin toss was gonna come back and I KNEW sakuya was gonna get it right The Once!! and see through his lie! and right when chikage was abt to leave!! play parallels secured hehe. also sakuya’s "isn't there anything we can do for you? isn't there anything we can do to help?" the hisoka&winter parallels! I loved how sakuya was just like. u and me. sleep on the stage. like wow… I laughed at tenma for naively going “let’s all sleep together!” as the solution for summer troupe but like clearly this technique is working well for harugumi. chikage going "I... can't be your family. I betrayed you. I don't have the right." though… my god. I have to think this is very telling in terms of how he perceived hisoka, too, in that after his betrayal he was no longer allowed to be part of chikage’s “family”—but he still tells tsuzuru he has 2 siblings, in that conversation he has with him, so I assume he was really struggling with how to feel about hisoka—as far as chikage knew, hisoka had betrayed them, but he was also the Only Family chikage had left… that’s wild. it was cute to see sakuya recount spring’s first three plays but very strange to see sakuya talk abt clockwork heart, unknowing of the entire mizuno situation. I mean, it makes sense he wouldn’t know it well, but it’s still wild to me. I also like how chikage’s sprite isn’t wearing glasses here! also when he said "When I'm playing Oswald, it's like I'm drowning in all his emotions, too. It's suffocating." I was like ah. tsuzuru did his job well, then. for real that play sure did work well on improving chikage huh.

sakuya phrasing his relative situation in terms of like. him as the audience and everyone else on stage is such an apt and compelling comparison! and then chikage and sakuya sleeping together and then the whole of harugumi piling in… that cg was SO CUTE. everyone’s just so adorable there! sakuyas expression! citron sprawled on top of them! everything!

as for the play performance, I’m glad closing night went well! the costumes for this play are sooo good. I’ve been thinking abt itaru and citrons in particular like hello? hello? yuki great job. although I wonder why masumi is wearing just like a regular fucking jacket under his scarf deal. he doesn’t look that magic to me. gosh I imagine the prop work for this play would be insane tho like. how’d they deal with the hot air balloon and stuff. and the magic. I also listened to the corresponding song and liked it a lot! for some reason it reminded me of gusty garden galaxy, like the mario music? oh and hisoka almost calling chikage april and then the teasing lilt in hisokas voice when he says "chikage, they're calling you an ape" that was so cute. but also like cmon guys. chikage's birthday is Right There. that could be such a normal nickname. I also loved homare’s et tu, tasuku?! line. that was so funny

I loved that tenma sincerely did not realize chikage kidnapped izumi. and then he, taichi and sakuya all totally believed chikage’s lie. which I did not fall for even a bit. tsumugi going "I'm glad all the loose ends have been tied" though made me sit there though like okay what the fuck does the Organization do tho. huh. that’s a pretty loose end. also does chikage really hate women. they haven’t touched that as of this line. but then hisoka saying he wants to tell winter his memories even tho it could be selfish! so sweet! and loved how tsumugi and azuma are both traditionally supportive while tasuku and homare are like you're worried about being selfish NOW? i love you that way anyways.

and THEN the last cg with chikage and hisoka reminiscing. that scene was. oh my godddd. the way u can like Hear chikage going from fond reminiscing to having his voice break down into crying… it’s soooo good. and his sad smile!! and the moon!! I’m so glad these two were able to find each other and reconciled really… the only reason I didn’t cry was bc hisoka said that family was "inseperatable and irreplacable" and I had this moment of “oh. citroncore” bc I’m like 99% sure that inseperatable is not a real word and hisoka meant inseparable instead. I’m taking it as a sign that he did not 100% master Japanese even tho it’s definitely just a super minor localization error/typo. and then chikage helping izumi wash dishes in the morning :) like I said before I like that these two r a little hostile to each other like.

chikage: you're shamelessly optimistic

izumi: why thank you.

chikage: that wasn't a compliment

that exchange was so fun. like wow okay. I also liked how izumi was like hm. let’s throw chikage into opening night. I’m sure he’ll feel frustrated by how he doesn’t measure up and just Lets That Happen. I think it’s a sort of fun difference since she’s usually pretty gentle and sweet to people. not that she isn’t to chikage! she definitely is I mean he kidnapped her and she was worried abt his sleep schedule. but I think she like is more challenging towards him and that’s a rly fun dynamic. and then chikage making up a lie to justify his women hating. I’ve already explained my confusion on this so I’m just gonna conclude with ITS KUMON AND HE WANTS TO JOIN AKIGUMI!!!!! WHOOO!!!!!!! I’m SO hype for that like. I feel we’ll get some fun juza (and possibly banri?) bits that way… I actually have heard a bit abt kumon in that I feel like I’ve read smthing abt him having a kind of weak body? so we shall see about that but I’ve got a feeling that may be the reason he’s unable to join akigumi—since that’s an action-based troupe and all… I’m very excited since it seems like he hadn’t even thought abt joining summer troupe initially!! also I am so excited to see summer in full force again. hands clasped in prayer tenma & juza main story interactions? my secondary color trio? I don’t think that’ll actually happen but 1) I can dream and 2) I can write abt it. lol. I would also love to know the flower meanings of what chikage sends to hisoka pre act 2!!!

HELLOOO FRIEND OMG! so quick to finish it!! congratulation!!!

AND DLKJFDL GLAD TO SEE THEN IT ALL MAKES SENSE. Chikage. Good.

For the two questions.

Pretty sure the implication is espionage/spy works with various level of shady involved. In the EN server we get a little more glimpse into what Chikage does in particular, other than that i think in the JPN server there's been various events just talking more in depth about the Organization and their involvement in it.

Okay so I'm on a whole different level on it because i legit heard his story about his mom and went "yeah makes sense". While he's never that mean to anyone ever, he is deeply uncomfortable around women in general in others backstages especially and i remember a backstage late in the JPN development that mentions it's really a gut feeling and he's trying so hard nowadays to improve on that, and improve on knowing "if Izumi doesn't make me feel this unwell around women then maybe i'll be able to solve this gut reaction i have around women". I think the way he violently pushed Izumi away was definitely to keep her away because he had no reason to play nice with her, and usually he behaves just, normally, but he's really uncomfortable around women still. I would be inclined to believe he didn't tell EVERYTHING regarding his family situation but to me i would assume that something bad happened when he was a child enough to make him think as a defense mechanism "women=bad". To me there's abuse involved. The Organization is hinted to be all male and Chikage is hinted to have been recruited very young, so it's possible that the turn of event is, Chikage had a toxic upbringing and, esp with a child mind, blamed his mother for not protecting him, then he moved in an all male organization and meeting women was so anecdotical until late in his life that this defense mechanism truly got worse since then and now he has a hard time getting rid of it. Personally i can't see his argument fully as bullshit because hhhh i had my mom get me from household to household by getting in relationship with abusive men who were abusive toward me and my reaction was more to blame my mother for not listening to me and doing as she pleases than to specifically get mad at those guys, so, the whole reasoning Chikage is saying in this part (if we take it as a truth) to me makes sense. It's not fair nor reasonable but trauma, especially experienced as a child, rarely is.

On a more practical level, i think it's just meant to be a romance trope lol. While a3 is more found family focused a lot of backstages, esp SSR ones, and every 3rd mini chat, involves the characters flirting with Izumi (as a self insert more than a character), not to mention it happens as well on homepage's lines for like, vday or bday and stuff. And Chikage is definitely built around the trope of "he can't stand women (for traumatic reasons) but he makes an exception for you/you make him feel safer/he's willing to grow past his trauma as you make it easier for him.". It's pretty cheesy and i do dislike that it's the trope he was plagued with but that's kind of the reasoning. So yes Izumi "can be that special", that's the trope ahah.

but yeah no personally i'm team he must have had a deep trauma and at best he says the truth and it's only because he felt abandonned when he needed help by a parent, and at worse, something much worse happened for him to be this uncomfortable with being touched by women (because he generally handles conversation with women just fine, like, he treats women pretty normally, and it's when they get touchy or invade his personal space that he gets visibly uncomfortable. and even there he never gets physical in reclaiming his bondaries, he generally lies his way out in a pleasant way, it's really only with Izumi in the intro chap that he is this violent. When he really told off Izumi it was to make sure she kept her distances and else it's really only when they got physical that his reactions were a little more pushed, in general he handles being around her like a normal person. He was mostly violent because he didn't want to play nice with Hisoka's found family, in any other circumstances he takes upon himself.). And that's kind of a horrifying thought DLKFJDF the cause of the behavior was never extended on though.

On another note he does work on it a lot and came to acknowledge that he can't just let his trauma response get in the way of his life and interractions with 50% of the society, and he's been working on getting less uncomfortable around women. but yeah it's not "hate women" in a misogynist way sorta, it's really just, yeah.

anyway back to the chapter,

DLKFJDLFK RIGHT Wacchan is incredible, truly has a Voice Range. He really has such a nice voiiice and it helps building Chikage as a character so much i love it so much.

Izumi literally doesn't hold back against prick i love that for her <3 I find his acting really interesting as to inform us on his character, and you're right, i feel like Homare would be a good person to lock him with. (Hisoka's next evil plan i'm sure. Now that they're reconsiliated he can be evil on purpose like a little brother <3). I feel like the difference is that Homare is just like that while Chikage is probably just… something he forced himself to be so much it became as natural as breathing, as a spy and everything, and that's why once Mankai pried him open like an oysters he had a really hard time sorting it all out. Like what do you MEAN his mask doesn't protect him anymore. And i think having Homare being all nodding about the lack of human emotions esp now that the dam has been broken would just have Chikage stares into oblivion like, this is my life now.

GOD YEAH about his mask. IT's so fucking cool. It's really just, as long as he can act detached and pleasant he handles everything just fine but the moment things go awry he's struggling a lot more with his emotions and i just muah But yeah you're right, for the intense reaction to the potion i do think it's a mix of still grieving August so much that anyone touching a memento of him would be like fingers in his gapping wounds, and the fact Izumi is the person that "took Hisoka way from him" with the whole theater, or, at least, so heavily linked to how Hisoka "moved on", he especially becomes more irrational with that. Since at this point he still blames Hisoka for August's death, it's having an extention of Hisoka taking the last bit of August he still has away from him. And thus, irrational behavior. Basically yeah i think he handled spying much better in term of lying and all ahah but at the moment he's still grieving and handling it in the poorest, least healthy way, that anything that ends up touching the grief itself makes him act irrational.

you really got it all figured as you read ahah i'm amazed!!!! congratz!

I do love Izumi's behavior on it. While a lot of the others actors have been prick in their own way, they at least contained it at throwing it at each other and never at Izumi. She never really had to deal with any of them being antagonistic toward her and it was interesting to see her dynamic with Chikage when Chikage basically decided to be A Menace. And I love that she's allowed to be angry and frustrated about being treated like that and how much she had to handle when Chikage became even More Of A Menace.

Spring sleepover. Always good. I do love that Banri was able to see it too and like, Banri&Itaru, the duo of "tried to leave the Mankai company" being both "huh. your roommate isn't really trying to stay in the company. That's bad.". Meanwhile yeah, remember how in the Autumn Chapter when Banri is about to leave Sakyo tells him "you can leave but don't think you'll be allowed to come back" and Banri leaves anyway and he has to beg Sakyo to come back? Like i feel like Banri was really MHMMMMMMMMMMMMM WE DONT DO THAT HERE. I ADORE Sakura's comment though, yes. It was so insightful and Sakuya is so perceptive i love him so much. Sweet son. Yuzo's comment is so funny god. yeaaaahh agreed on the comment for Chikage, the org cannot be healthy. Like, man. This is not a healthy way to live his life.

I didn't even notice the parallelism between Spring putting thing in his food VS him putting stuff in Izumi's food LMAOOOOO, payback in the worst way possible (assassin style). I loved to see Spring do something that stupid. They want to bond with him so bad!!! but he's still A Menace so this was the worst plan they had in a long while.

Oh Hisoka not being native Japanese was pointed out actually? in the Winter chapter during the spy arc, Homare mentions that Hisoka indeed sounds shady as a "foreigner no one knows the origin of". in the anime i know they took it one step further with the spy confronting Hisoka and saying "it's true you entered this country illegally and are laying low in this theater company to escape crimes?". Hisoka and Chikage are definitely implied to not be Japanese. They can still be East Asian so people wouldn't pick it up as easily, but they're not Japanese. (there was a lot of talk back in the days about the possibility of Hisoka being Russian, both because of the descriptions of intense Winter from his youth and because he is compared to a Russian Short Hair Cat in the Christmas play. Do of that as you will.) And "Hisoka" and "Chikage" are not their birthname either, they're codenames August gave them for the mission. The only reason Hisoka remembers it as his name is that since it was a name given by August, it was the only time he was given a name out of love, and as such, he held on to this name. But it's also why Hisoka and Chikage's name have the meaning they have. Hisoka's is "Secretly" and Mikage involves "shadow" in its imagery, similarly for "Chikage", and "Utsuki", Chikage's last name, is a way to say "April". August didn't really think too far about all of this lmao. That's one of the reasons i mentioned the organization to be International in a previous ask tbh. And yeah they both learnt Japanese for the job, but it's implied they both speak a lot of others languages. Chikage says it a little more obviously (and he talks about "flying aboard for work" a lot) and for Hisoka we know he's very good at English as well. Hisoka fearing falling asleep though is so :(((.

"THIS IS THE BEST POSSIBLE OUTCOME ACTUALLY" LMAOOOOOOOO You're right. yes. But yes Chikage is just shady on purpose, he's so stupid i love that about a man. But yess i love how Izumi figured out the Chika-usa thing right away. It was really her moment of "Chikage redemption arc". And then he kidnapped her and it was just, ah. but yes it was so nice to see Chikage open up and Chikage getting some emotional and psychological warfare from Izumi reminding him of August.

yeah no it's a 50% of the troupe is like that. TO BE FAIR TO THEM THOUGH. THIS IS NICHE KNOWLEDGE BUT I NEED TO SHARE. But in Azuma's birthday SSR that came out like, a month before Chikage's intro chapter, Azuma…… kidnaps Izumi to a resort island with him and then specifically sends texts to the Mankai company to say "heheh we're on a date" and then leave them on read and take Izumi's phone when Masumi and Sakyo start to send death threat. Of course it's, not the same kind of kidnapping, Izumi was mostly conscenting to joining Azuma but didn't expect the trip and didn't expect they'd stay up the night, but MY POINT IS that IN RECENT MEMORY they had Azuma and Izumi "eloping" and leaving everyone on read because Azuma is a MENACE. So IN THEIR DEFENSE i think they have reasons to jump to the wildest conclusions since they can at least go "well. It did happen once." and then look at Azuma with a look of reproach while he's just 😇

yeah Chikage not being able to sleep is sad :( it is indeed a fantastic contrast with Hisoka yeah. For the record the official nickname for April/December/August is "Gekkagumi" because "Gekka" means both "month" and "moon" ("gumi" is troupe). In Chikage's song he talks about being alone under the shadow of the moon and the word he uses for that is especially "Gekka". (he also talks about "tears falling in secret" and the term for "in secret" there is "Hisoka", which also would express how his emotions and vulnerability is something he can only afford with Hisoka,at this point at least.) I think this is also the tongue-and-cheek reason why the Moon is such an important illustration for those two, since it's a wordplay on the fact months and moon is the same thing. Which therefore adds further to how their own sleeping cycle add to it yes. I really love how much Hisoka and Chikage are built as foil to one another. Even on their designs! Like, Chikage has green hair and clear eyes, Hisoka has white hair and green eyes. Their hair part in the opposite direction to one another, like it's mirrored. And i don't remember where it's mentioned but the state of Hisoka's hidden eye is a secret and it's not impossible that it's because he's blind from this eye, VS Chikage wearing fake glasses (he doesn't need them) giving an illusion of perfect vision. With the irony, of course, that it was Chikage who was blind to the truth. and ofc Sugar VS Spice and their general personality and, of course, their sleep patern.

But yes in Sleeping we trust. I think it's such a sweet way to show that Hisoka's "quirk" which Chikage mostly frowned upon, ended up being both of their salvation and the indication that they can both lay down and rest. Chikage being kept awake is a shown of his lack of trust and amount of things to work on which shows the toxic hold the Organization has on him, and as such, Sleeping is instead associated with the safety of being able to rest around people who are here for you. It's really such a nice thematic they work on here.

WINTER IS SO SO SWEET I COULDNT STOP CRYING. Literally the whole scene about how "just how heavy is that sin you bear?" "perhaps it's heavy enough for the five of us to carry together" IN TEAAAARS IN TEARS IN TEARS LOVE IS REAL LOVE IS IN FUYU im fine im fine BUT YOU GET ME. They're all here for him in their own way and it really showcase their arc so far too. From Homare learning to read his emotions, Tsumugi ready to be here to carry his troupe with confidence, Tasuku being there physically to do that, and Azuma helping him find solace in his sleep… It's just. God Winter is so well written. The payup to their arc was so good.

Hisoka losing his memories on his bday is so sad goodness. BUT GODD YEAH. YEAH THIS WHOLE BIT. YEAH. Between Hisoka going to confront Chikage and just, knowing Homare had supported him this whole time, and this surety like you said!! god i love Fuyu i love Fuyu i love- I love Chikage's reaction to it all god. Like, i think he convinced himself he wanted to destroy December because it was the normal thing to want right? He thought Hisoka killed August, and faked his death, he blamed Hisoka for the distress he was in, and so, he put all of his distress and turned it into rage and revenge to carry on. But he never actually wanted harm on Hisoka and it's only when harm almost happened that he realized that. So blinded by revenge he was about to destroy the one thing he should have been happy to still have. His pure despair when everything sinks in and especially that Hisoka did nothing wrong is just. Everything to me. Like seriously i wasn't too hot on Chikage at first because i was so pissed at how he was treating Hisoka, but the moment the line "what do i do now…. in the end the one who was betrayed by his own family… was you by my own hand" was uttered i did a 180° and was just oh okay i would die for Chikage actually. Thanks for your time. Just the absolute devastation of realizing he was becoming the monster he had seeked to destroy, and turned the destruction he felt was righteous as a way to cope against the only person he never actually wanted to harm? God this is good angst. This is SUCh an interesting character bit. (his chara song also kinda confirms it, "rather than fooling others, i'm better at fooling myself" i'm putting my fist in my mouth)

BUT YEAH GOD the alternative universe where Chikage was just a little too late and Hisoka had drank the potion is just. GOD. Winter would love him all over again, they'd be here every step of the way, and Chikage would probably be spiral so damn much because of the guilt. I see why a3 didn't do it, like you say, but holy shit what an amazing angst fuel this idea is. but yes, agreed, Chikage loves his family too much to let it happen. Everything he wanted about Hisoka's destruction was just his grief lashing out and was never something he actually meant.

i think it's actually a good time to mention the flowers Chikage sent? the first bouquet he sent were Marigolds. They represent "Jealousy, despair, grief" in the Japanese flower language. (in other flower languages it can also means happiness, joy and good luck, but it depends how much Chikage knew that) There's a clear mix there, but to me it seems Chikage was basically sending his anguish to Hisoka. His Jealousy that Hisoka could move on (or how close Hisoka and August used to be), the despair he's been into ever since they both left, this grief. But also perhaps a part of him was wishing him happiness, joy and good luck. The second bouquet was of Zinnias. Zinnias, in the Japanese Flower Language, means "thoughts of absent friends, I mourn your absence". This one is far more explicit. Could it be about August? Of course, but i don't think so. I think it was a way for Chikage to call for help. He was genuinely mourning BOTH of them. He also lost Hisoka himself, in his mind. He saw Hisoka bloom on stage and befriend more people, and he lost him, he was no longer part of his life. No matter how they were before, Chikage loves Hisoka dearly and he still lost him.

(and i mean it for the call for help, do listen to his song: he keeps calling for help in it. Song is set before the conclusion of Awakening Moon so it's still his revenge self singing.)

So yeah it's just. a lot. I love them a lot.

LKDFJLKDF Izumi lying to everyone sure was funny. She tried. Thank you Hisoka for the back up. But yes i'd love more people to get to know about Chikage's background at least. And yes!! Spring is a family! and that includes Chikage, who lost his family, who was about to destroy the family he had left, being forcefully adopted into his own new family. fun fact! the flower associated with Chikage is the lilly of the valley, which means "return to happiness". It fits doesn't it? He lost his family but now he can have a new one. He can return to being happy….

yeah Itaru calls him Senpai, he's very cheeky about it. Itaru facing him was indeed so funny and i do love the whole thing keeping in mind Itaru almost left the company, it really was "okay time to unleash our secret "stay in Mankai" weapon. Sakuyaaaaa we need yoouuuuuu". AND THEN SAKUYA!!!! YEAH WHEN YOU FIGURED OUT FOR THE COIN TOSS I WAS EHEHEHEHEH!!! Sleeping together sure works super well for Harugumi. It's really so funny. And god yeah it sure tells a lot about how he saw Hisoka doesn't it…. man those guys. I think it's also that, just… Hisoka has been his sibling for a huge chunk of their lives when Hisoka betrayed him. Like i mentioned i think a part of him knew all along and he was fooling himself, that he still cared too much for Hisoka to turn this betrayal around. It was still his brother, no matter the amount of pain they went through. But Spring is a new family, Spring is barely getting to know him, and it's not fair that he would join this family while he only ever joined to hurt them and betray them. And also, to be fair, at this point Chikage flipped the script around as well in term of who betrayed who. He sees himself as the one who betrayed Hisoka for being unable to listen to the truth. I think it's also a case of Chikage holding himself to another standard. It's okay if his brother betrays him. That's his little brother, of course he can accept it. But it isn't okay that Chikage betrayed him, and everyone else who tried to be a family with him. Like Chikage is taking the blunt of his actions more brutally. And i think it can reflect on the idea of Chikage mostly taking it all upon himself, that he's the one who has to manage and know not to hurt others. If he says the truth about his living condition with his mom and step dad, it could be indicative on how stuff happened there, but because of what i said earlier, i'll leave it at that.

It was nice to see them discuss the Spring troupe's play but what i love about it is that, Chikage replies about it in awe on some levels? like "what Clockwork Heart wasn't finished until the very last day? could never have guessed", it means that, he didn't just come to see the Winter troupe plays. Probably because it was easier to hide his attention from Itaru by taking tickets for all the plays, or at least also Itaru's, and also perhaps to collect information on everyone. But it also feels like he got to care about those plays still enough that he's surprised by all of this. Like esp Clockwork which is also a story about grief to an extend. Knowing to lock away something to bring both of you peace until the System stops hunting you down and all. Considering Chikage threatens Hisoka telling him that if the Organization learnt he was alive, they'd destroy everything Hisoka cared for, i wonder if he could project there. Learning to lock away the knowledge that the one he cares for is still alive because the "system" isn't ready for it yaknow? But yes it's weird to see mention of Clockwork without talking about Mizuno, so wild.

Speaking of plays and the way Chikage must have felt watching them: i mentioned how i think seeing Hisoka playing characters uncaring about death/assuring that avoiding death isn't an option, probably messed Chikage up in that level of grief he was into. But i need to remind that MMMBM is a story where Hisoka investigate a murder that happened between siblings, with one of them seemingly "betraying" the other, only then to learn that the death was a mean to free them from the prison that was the obligation the sibling was tied to. I don't think Chikage would have been fully receptive to the whole plot other than "sibling kills siblings" that could have fired him up, but the whole scope of it is so daunting.

Anyway back to the scene itself, i also really like Chikage's sprite here, he looks so nice. AND HELPP. Tsuzuru's thearpy session via Theater winning once again.

i loved to see Sakuya express all of this, it's so good. AND THE HARUGUMI ILLUSTRATION IS SO GOOD. THEY'RE ALL SO CUTE. cat behavior. And the fact that despite all of them piling in, Chikage didn't wake up. That all of them makes him feel safe enough that he can sleep with all of them!! and the way all of them nuzzle next to them. also Tsuzuru's "oh well if you can't beat them." before joining them is so cute to me, the one person who could have opposed to it went, yknow what, fuck it, nap time with the family. They're all so adorable i love this CG so much.

the play was SOOO GOOD. the costumes were all amazing, indeed they all look so nice. Masumi probably was such a lazy wizard the laziness carried to the design ahah. The effects must be incredible yes, it must be a blast to see. I want to see it so bad!! and especially i love Citron's voice acting? like man it really shows how much he improved with Japanese he's so good. and omg for the music. I can imagine yes. Fun fact on the Blooming Live stage what they did for the hot air balloon was that they had a plateform that could move in the crowd in which they sang many songs (a lot of the group songs, but also Captain Sky's pirate song with the platform looking like a pirate ship), and they had a hot air balloon's prop attached to it, it looked SOOOOO cool. I doubt a3 in universe could do that but i still think about it so fondly.

Hisoka teasing Chikage is EVERYTHING, i love it so much. I wonder how everyone sees it now like, Hisoka was clearly distant with Chikage at first, sometimes downright distressed, and now he's there teasing the fuck out of him in pure little sibling behavior. i love them so much. And Homare is always so funny god.

HELPPP the trio of Guillible Kids. to be fair Tenma is going to fall for Chikage's lies a lot. There's a minichat later about how Chikage/Itaru/Citron all team up to lie to Tenma and Tenma is genuinely "i didn't think it was true but the three of them says it is so it must be right???" like. baby. Who allowed them together they're a menace. AND HELPPP. Tsumugi just knows of the loose ends at the company!! as for the Org well. Well! That's a problem for future them! BUT YESS WINTER'S REACTION IS SO MUCH. I love Hisoka worrying, Tsumu and Azuma reassuring him, and Tasuku and Homare teasingly roasting him. They're my troupe i love them so much……….

And the CG is SO GOOD i love the amount of emotions these two show there it's guuuh :(((((. BUT HELP FOR THE TYPO. i'm sure it's a typo but i'm taking the HC of Hisoka stumbling on Japanese as well, because why not, that's so funny.

and yess the hostility between Izumi and Chikage is so funny. they really have a neat dynamic, i love it very much.

One last thing about Chikage i don't know where to put but, Izumi jokes about how Chikage can now help them carrying Hisoka around and Chikage goes dark like "i did that all my life i'm not doing this again" < he says while lying because of course he would do it again, it's Hisoka.

and funnily enough, the very first time Chikage appears in the whole story is when Winter is doing a street act and right after it, Hisoka falls asleep and Tasuku catches him, and it's right when Izumi thinks THIS that Chikage slides into the screen:

IT'S SO SPECIAL TO ME LIKE. Hisoka's own personal taxi forshadowing. But also possibly Chikage seeing Tasuku taking care of Hisoka the way Chikage used to take care of him and having a hard time with the fact that he has to see his little brother, whom he was mourning, having easily replaced him.

(also also also pleaaase read Chikage and Hisoka's Coin talk. They're so freaking cute.)

ok now we can close the book on Chikage, now,

AND KUMOOOOOOOOOOON!!!!! it's going to be fun, how could it not be! I'm of course not saying anything but Kumon's plot is really neat so i hope you'll enjoy it! I hope if it doesn't give you Tenma&Juza content it gives you some fuel to imagine more Tenma&Juza content, this is the best we can hope for!

And for the flowers i shared them earlier when it made sense to share them eheheh :3c but yeah, here's a trip!

Congratulation on knowing more about Chikage!!! Here you go, here you know him, my Menace of a man. God what a good chapter.

Hope you have fun with the others chapters and i'm still looking forward to see your reactions :3c take care!

#ichareply #ichafantalks a3 #long post for ts #aranarumei

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akwardlyuncool · 2 years

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Wild Rivers Sidelines Tour 2022

Ft: Violet Skies

Venue:

The Summit Music Hall (Officially called “The Summit.”

(09.16.2022)

Stats:

1st time seeing Wild Rivers

1st time seeing Violet Skies

Friend Stats:

2nd show with the lovely Emma. (Technically the first full show we’ve been to together cause the first was a Warped Tour (date I can’t remember) that we met up with each other, but I stayed the whole day and she did not.

Photo Notes:

All photos taken by me!

It starts with Violet Skies’ set and then goes into Wild Rivers. Also I’m not drinking, drinking in that bathroom picture, I’m just finishing off my Liquid Death (expensive can water) while I have a post concert outfit photo shoot.

PS: I had an abundance of photos once again, so check out the Akward Side Blog for more photos from the show and just that day.

Hey Why Not:

I’d heard about this show and was excited, but wasn’t going to go or rather I wasn’t sure about going. It was like “you like 3 songs, is that enough?” Later on when planning for shows that I was sure about I asked my friend Emma if she wanted to go with me and she was down. Tentative plans were made, but I ended up buying tickets the day the venue announced a low ticket warning and she was luckily able to do the same. I dragged my feet on this one, but it all worked out in the end. The deciding factor was me walking around the world singing “Thinking ‘Bout Love” for the last 2 years and figured it deserved a live listen.

The Early Bird Gets “2nd” In Line:

After getting my friend out of bed and out of the house earlier than she would have chosen for herself, we went downtown for a decent lunch from the place that I always says disappoints me. This time it was alright but the firecracker fries or whatever they’re called, did truly have a kick and now I understand why I never got them before, they never come with your meal already. It should be a crime to have burgers or chicken tenders or whatever on a bar menu and it not automatically come with a fries or onion rings.

Anyway what I thought was late (like always) but was actually fairly early. We ended up being “second” in line, as there was a whole group ahead of us that had been following the tour for a couple dates already. I thanked my friend for braving the heat and the sidewalk multiple times, to which the reward ended up being meeting Khalid and Andrew (2 members of the band) outside of the venue beforehand, getting barricade standing spots and those chef’s kiss (in my opinion) photos I was able to take by just being up there.

Violet Skies Featuring Kyndyl On The Keys and Background Vocals:

In preparing for this show I found out that I actually knew who Violet Skies was based off of one song that Spotify recommended to me several years ago, which meant I didn’t feel too out of the loop on her, like some opening acts I’ve seen on other tours. I kinda learned “I’ll Buy A House” as well, but we all know the songs you prepare yourself with rarely make it to the setlist. That being said it didn’t matter that I only really knew “Is She Gonna Be There” cause the whole set was fantastic. Any line or chorus that I could hold onto I did and she just looked so cool up there, like do you see that outfit?! “The Internet” and “Never Be Cool” were standouts in the set list though for sure. AND THE LIGHTING COLORS?! Emma said it was her favorite performance of the night.

WILD RIVERS:

I did some runs of the Sidelines album and just Wild Rivers in general leading up to the show, but still thought I was gonna be hella rusty, when in fact I knew more than I thought I did. Again the stage lighting really set the vibe and the mood for the entire show and it just helped with the overall flow of their set perfectly. Some of the best lighting as an accessory at a show I’ve ever been to. Beyond lighting though, everything else was just great and I had so much fun being in that crowd. When you’re just vibing, feeling good and the crowd is good company, the show is so much better. This wasn’t a show with a bunch of distractions or extra noise. It truly felt like the people who were there, actually wanted to be there. (Still heard a little bit of noise from the way back at the beginning of the night, but it wasn’t nearly as bad as the Joy Oladokun show. At this point I think there’s something wrong with this particular venue’s sound, especially during the openers.)

They played “Amsterdam” early on which set things up for me to not struggle through the set. “Safe Flight” and “Long Time” were top notch live. I love those songs on the album, but live you get all the extra feels and story that come with them too. There were a couple covers thrown in there as well, something I never typically mind at a show. Dropping a non-Complicated Avril Lavigne track with “I’m With You” was much liked by the crowd, however if you ask the crowd for a song to cover and you go with The Backstreet Boys, which they did, you’re going with the safest choice and I wish we as fans/audience members would use our powers better going forward. PS: That’s not a dig on The Backstreet Boys or Wild Rivers, that’s just me saying can we find a new safe option.

The encore of course was “Thinking Bout’ Love” and my heart was just so happy. I took a video clip and I was just as loud as the band, so much so that it’s mainly just a video with me and the crowd as the main audio, with Wild Rivers as background vocals. This is what makes an encore for me and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

The End Of The Night:

I should have gotten a picture with Khalid and Andrew (of Wild Rivers) before the show cause they didn’t come out afterwards, but it’s a lot more common during these particular times to not always come out at the end. Plus the show was sold out, so that is a real factor as well. That being said we did however get to meet Violet and Kyndyl at the merch table. They were both wonderful and very sweet. I’m already ready for them to come back.

I highly recommend y’all check out “If I Saw You Again” Violet’s latest album. It’s so good. If you need more cool, British, pop in your life, this is my nod!

#Concerts #Wild Rivers Sidelines Tour #Sidelines Tour #Sidelines Tour 2022 #Wild Rivers #Sidelines #Khalid Yassein #Devan Glover #Andrew Oliver #Thinking Bout' Love #Violet Skies #Kyndyl #If I Saw You Again #The Summit Music Hall #The Summit Denver #Fresh Jai #Fresh Jai Photos

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fersrsbizniz · 2 years

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Now there’s “Power Surge”. Based on the thumbnail…a Terrorsaur episode.

This should be fun!

Bwahna bwana da na na! Beast Wars!

For a split second I thought I skipped a bunch of episodes because in that first glimpse I thought I saw Airazor.

And then I saw it was a bald eagle and told myself to chill out. Which I immediately dropped when Terrorsaur ate the eagle. Bruh!

Then he sees the little floating mini island, totally natural, totally not something plot relevant. Totally not energon laden.

It’s energon laden.

I’m sure it irritates people, but I like his little screechy “terrorize”. Now go and get overloaded with your energon surge you little turncoat-y thing you.

Is it ever explained why this particular bit of energon acts like this, where most energon just screws with everyone? Is it the placement? Convenience? Aliens???

Probably. Fits the convenience and possible plot relevant future stuff. But I’ll get there when I get there. Maybe the episode even explains it and I just don’t remember. Idk probably overthinking it again based on old and patchy memories, it’s more likely that the answer is just “oooooohhhh unstable energoooon for the sake of the ploooot”. Which is still alien relevant…because technically the Maximals and Predacons are aliens too…

Anyway…

We’ve got cart before the horse-ing right here, but let’s watch him get his fifteen minutes and then regret it. Oh! I wonder if he does get around 15 minutes of fame in this episode! I mean it’s 22:11 minutes long and currently at 3:07–but do I really want to do the math or pay attention that much?

Nah.

Cheetor on a stealth/stalking mission! Let’s see how he handles that.

Back at the Predacon base…

Are they excited because Megatron got the gun to work, or because they have something to use for defense? I would have assumed they would be used to that technology by now, but maybe I’m missing some background info here. Like are predacons not allowed this type of machinery?

Because if they are allowed and familiar with it, why is this such a big deal? It would seem to me to be the next step in a line of defense/calculated offense if used correctly. Am I supposed to be shocked? Is Megatron just stroking his ego? Is Megatron just a little less in the know about dastardly machinations right now? Will I ever know?

Cowardly plan? Not really. It’s just a trap of sorts. It would be more of a shock if the more offensive group didn’t plant traps/set defenses of any kind. They are more used to this, right??? I’d say, less, I don’t know, direct? But is it cowardly to consider the bigger picture rather than running up to a base where you don’t have a good grasp of how to weaken their defenses effectively enough?

If that’s a yes, then the other end is just plain foolhardy and no one wins. But we don’t want the Decepticons to win, says the show to us, so doing dumb things will be necessary eventually. And if you like fights and explosions, you will be willing to suspend that disbelief pretty hard.

Sorry for that aside. Currently, Megatron and Terrorsaur are squaring off in their way and oop, look at that, Megatron lost and is now in pieces. It’s a good thing that sort of dismemberment doesn’t affect their sparks…I guess.

I will say, for “bad guys” they’re pretty bad at finishing off their declared enemies. Like really bad.

Yes, “ultra bad” indeed, Cheetor. Yes.

Asdfhjsgdfdhjj “so command!” Love it. You’re a creep Tarantulas but that was hilarious. Very much an instance of a person that’s really in charge doesn’t have to demand it. And then Waspinator is just so earnest about his position. It’s almost cute.

Oh, Scorponok, you kiss-ass.

Okay that’s where the CGI lost me for a second. Is Cheetor stumbling? Slipping? Did his character model just glitch on them? Who knows?

I rewatched it. Looks like slipping. I think.

Awww…at least Optimus believed him. Rattrap sometimes your skepticism makes you an asshole. Not but a few moments later we have confirmed that Rattrap needs a chill pill, and and oh look! Unstable energon makes things float. But why is it unstable? Is energon a natural occurring thing on earth or was it zapped to have it…once more I’m trying to over analyze, okay back to the show.

So Tarantulas is stalking Terrorsaur to see what’s up, not a surprise. Rattrap going with Optimus to view the situation, also not a surprise based on skill set—something I’m sure Rattrap is regretting right now.

They see the charge up and it’s fight/diversion time!

In this episode there are more hits taken but also everyone seems more able to take them. And Rattrap does the logical thing to Tarantulas

Or floating mountain mud but whatever

Time to evacuate!

Aww Optimus and Rattrap bonding moment. I don’t remember too many of these.

Aaand this is why if you’re going to pull that stunt you don’t give anyone anything to work with.

Which is why it baffles me that Megatron keeps you on board his little scheming train.

And with pterodactyl-esque legs on the menu, that’s the end of the episode.

#beast wars #beast wars rewatch

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araragomennnn · 2 years

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new message I suna rintaro

“Hey,” Suna breathes into his phone’s microphone before swallowing thickly.

“It’s me,” he pauses, “Suna, I mean.”

“How-” he croaks out, “how have you been?” he asks before dragging a calloused hand down the length of his face and mumbling, stupid fucking question.

“I didn’t expect to not be blocked,” he says mostly to himself as he stares into the darkness of his room, quiet except for the sound of his rhythmic breathing.

A few beats pass in silence as he composes his next sentence in his head,

“I heard you’re getting married tomorrow,” the words come out strained and are followed by a deep inhale, his eyes begin to prick but he continues anyway, “feel free to stop listening and delete this voice message now, it really won’t be getting any better,”

He waits a few moments before continuing, “so Samu huh?” his grip on the armrest of the chair tightens.

“He’ll take good care of ya,” he adds, “I’ll make sure he does,”

There’s a deep sigh, it resonates in the room illuminated only by his phone screen.

“Look,” he whispers as he runs a hand through his hair, feeling his chest get tighter and head get lighter. “I know how selfish this is, to call you after years on the night before your wedding,”

“But I guess I can’t run away forever,” he adds much quieter this time.

Suna switches on the yellow lamp at his desk, shutting his eyes as he leans back.

“Remember how we met?” he recalls fondly, hints of a smile peeping through for the first time in months.

“Atsumu was trying to hit on a girl by hitting her with the classic ‘this one is for you’ before serving during practice and completely missed, hitting it onto the scoreboard instead and we laughed so fucking hard that they sent us out of the gym for the while.” a half-hearted chuckle tumbles past his lips before silence falls again.

Suna rotates in his desk chair, staring at the ceiling, “did I ever tell you that I had my eyes on you since before then?”

Pinching the bridge of his nose, “sorry,” he huffs out.

“Um” gulping, he hesitates, “I’m happy for you,”

He can practically hear you making fun of him for being cringe and cliché and he lightly chuckles to himself.

“Samu’s good,” he pauses, “you deserve good,”

A few moments pass before he adds, “I’m sorry I couldn’t be that,”

The lump in his throat is now larger than ever.

He drags a hand down his face for the second time this night, chastising himself for how pitiful and stupid he must look at this moment.

He really wishes he wasn’t sober right now because maybe alcohol would make this ordeal so much less painful but pathetically enough for him, this is a decision he made at 100% sobriety.

“And I swear, this is the last time I’ll bother you,” he inhales deeply before continuing, “just some things I need to say before…” he trails off, weighing the pros and cons of finishing that sentence. The cons outweigh the pros but fuck it, he thinks.

“Before you’ll never be mine again,”

“Again, stop listening if you want,” he sighs, “this is a pretty horrible thing to do to someone who's getting married tomorrow, so if you want to stop listening and forget this ever happened I wouldn't blame you.”

The thing is, Suna is probably the last person on earth to act like this, to act like he cares when there’s no evidence to prove that the other person does but it took him the better part of a year to realise that he missed you and it took him two others to realise that he always will.

This year he realised that he doesn’t want to miss you anymore.

“I’m sorry,” he blurts out, “for not fighting to make you stay,”

“I know that was what you wanted,”

His heart twists in his chest as recalls the scene, the tears and the heartbreak. The possibility of him being who you tie the knot with tomorrow instead of Osamu. You would have stayed, he knows. If you knew that he truly cared, that he truly loved you, you would have stayed but he watched you leave and did nothing about it.

Tomorrow you’re getting married to his best friend.

Maybe this is his karma.

He sniffs and wipes the stray tears that slipped past with his fingers before continuing, “apologising after so long means nothing, I know.”

“But still,” he continues, “I’m sorry I didn’t chase after you,”

“I thought I could live without you,” there’s silence before he finally confesses, “I can’t.”

He glances at the photo frame resting on the edge of his desk and reaches over to trace your features. You’re smiling brightly at the camera with his arm secured around your waist and his gaze fixed on your face. He’s smiling in that picture, he doesn’t remember the last time he smiled like that. If he were to think back to the last time he was happy, wherever he looked it was with you, dancing with you, fighting with you, laughing with you. It was with you.

He leans into his chair, lifting his feet to rest them on his desk, crossing them, a hand resting on his stomach.

He’s already in pretty deep, might as well go deeper.

“If it wasn’t painfully obvious from the beginning,” he gulps,

“I’m still in love with you.” he pauses,

“I love you yn”

Screwing his eyelids shut, he tries to calm the racing of his heart and relax the tightness in his chest.

“Fucking hell,” he mutters, massaging his temples. He cannot believe that he’s doing this.

He stares at the screen of his phone and his eyes begin to prick again, indicating the formation of new tears. You’re his happiness, it took him too long to realise that because he’s not your happiness anymore, it’s Osamu and he loves you too much to take your happiness away from you even if it’s at the cost of his own.

So, he ends the recording and deletes it.

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oilivia · 3 years

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"worth the wait" - w/ Gojo

a/n: this ended up much longer than i intended to, but after watching the new JJK op Gojo was the only thing on my mind. no beta and smut after the cut. hope you’ll enjoy it and reblogs are appreciated!

pairing: Gojo x fem reader

tw: teasing, corruption themes, size difference, masturbation, nipple play, knee grinding, multiple orgasms, mindbreak, cum play

word count: 1.9k

You hate that you can’t hate him. You wish you didn’t find his stupid jokes so funny, or the matter-of-factly way in which he says “I’m the best” so attractive. It would all be much easier for you if you could snicker and roll your eyes at his confidence when he’d say “I know you think about me at night.”

Instead, thinking about him at night is exactly what you do. Hand between your thighs, fingers buried in your hole as you get off to the thought of him on top of you, pumping in and out of your tight cunt. You wonder how he’d react if one day you’d reply to his comment with an ‘Yes’. Would he laugh? Would he tease you? Or maybe you’d finally get to taste his lips, to wrap your fingers around his cock.

“What are you thinking about?” you flinch when you feel a hand on your shoulder. “Is it me?” he whispers in a teasing tone, a shiver running down your spine when his hot breath hits your ear. How much of an asshole can he be sneaking up on you like this? Well, fuck it, you think. What’s the worst that could happen?

“And what if I was, Gojo?” There is a short pause and you internally facepalm, maybe confessing it wasn’t such a good idea. But then he laughs and your eyes dart to him.

“So you’re finally admitting it. Took you long enough.” You don’t even get to say a word before his mouth is on yours. With a hand on the back of your head and one on your waist, he’s pushing you until your back is pressed against the nearest wall. He pries your legs open with a knee, pressing it against your crotch and when you whine, he pulls his tongue from your eager mouth with a smirk. “I thought you’d fight back a bit more. But I guess you find me irresistible, huh?”

You feel your skin burning at his words and the way he’s rubbing his knee on your pussy with only a couple of thin layers of clothing separating you isn’t helping. “You’re such a jerk,” you retort, but he just chuckles.

“And you’d like it if this jerk railed you right here?” He gathers both your hands and pins them above your head. Your heart is beating faster, the way he’s towering over you driving you crazy, his luscious lips within inches of yours. You want to give in so badly.

It’s now or never. “Not here,” you whisper, trying to convince yourself as much as him. You’re right in the middle of a hallway at Jujutsu Tech, not the best place to fuck. Not if you don’t plan on finding another job at least. It’s getting harder to hold in your moans the more he’s teasing your covered clit and at this point the spot on his pants that’s pressed on you must be wet as well.

“Hmm, I’ll indulge you since it’s our first time,” he chuckles and picks you up. A few moments later, he gently throws you on a bed “I brought you to my apartment if you’re so shy, though I’d rather have taken you right against that wall.” You know some things about Gojo’s cursed techniques, but still, it never fails to amaze you just how strong it is. Maybe that’s part of the appeal. That, and the few times you had those otherworldly eyes staring down at you.

You don’t have much time to analyze your motivations, not with the man himself climbing on top of you, jacket thrown next to the bed and shirt half unbuttoned. He is going to make you work for it if you want to see him naked. He enjoys seeing the battle within you between your desire for him and your desire to remain unbothered. It amuses him. It’s always fun, making the cool and collected ones lose themselves with lust. Have them crawl to him on their knees. And he knows just how to do it.

“You look so pretty splayed like that on my bed,” he mutters as he runs his hand up your naked leg, leaving a trail of goosebumps from your calf to your inner thigh. “I think we should take these off, they’re drenched,” he coos, tugging down your panties. You whimper when you feel the cold air hit your drooling slit. His lips are closing in to your ear again “And I’m keeping them - a memento of how much you want me.” He loves watching your expressions when he pushes your buttons. It’s easy with you, you respond so cutely to his teasing, so sensitive, so needy. He can’t wait to see how you’ll squirm when he’s fucking you, how your eyes will roll at the back of your head.

“Pervert,” you hiss, but he only chuckles at that. Gojo licks the shell of your ear, hand kneading your breasts. A whine escapes you and you feel the corners of his mouth tug into a grin as he’s planting kisses on your jawline - he’s breaking your defenses, slowly but surely. Why would you be resisting him anyways?

“So you’re into perverts, hmm?” He slips a finger between your wet folds slowly and you moan oh, so prettily for him. “Moaning like this from just a finger, such a cutie. What are you going to do when I put my cock inside you? Good thing the walls aren’t thin.” He pushes in and out of you while he’s lifting your top, planting kisses on your stomach and moving up to your breasts. He frees them from the confine of your bra and latches his mouth on one of your nipples, sucking as he adds a second finger in your cunt. You whine and he relishes the way your walls are sucking in his digits. You’re gonna feel so good wrapped around his cock.

Tingles run through your body. When you do it yourself it doesn't feel nearly as good. But you want more - need more. So when you see him release your nipple with a pop and pull his fingers from your sopping cunt only to stare at you with an impish smile, you can’t help but whine “Gojo, please!”

“Call me Satoru,” he grins “You’re always so formal, even naked on my bed. And please what?”

“Please stop being such a tease and just fuck me already!” Your cheeks are burning up, you can’t believe he’s making you act like such a needy slut.

“All you had to do was ask,” he chuckles, untying his blindfold “I want you to look at me while I make you cream on my cock.”

Gojo’s eyes are just as mesmerizing as you remember and staring into them feels like taking a plunge off a cliff, just to fall into the sky. You bite your lip, you could be so cheesy sometimes. But you can’t stop looking, barely registering the way he takes your hands and places them on his shirt, unbuttoning it with your own fingers and then moving to undo the clasp of his belt.

“Just like this,” he coos, pushing you on your back once he’s done making you undress him. Your eyes widen when you see his cock, fully hard and drops of precum leaking from the tip. “You like it?”

“I-I’m not sure it’s going to fit-”

“We’ll make it fit,” Gojo coaxes, placing your legs on his shoulders and pressing the tip against your entrance. You whine, the way he’s spreading your muscle rim both painful and delicious. Inch by inch he’s stretching your tight walls, your back arching. He’s rubbing against each and every one of your sensitive spots and you’re so close to cumming just by having him enter you. “Oh, look at you, you’re so fucking wet and still so fucking tight.”

He grunts, sheeting himself inside you fully with one deep thrust. He gives you a moment to rest, enjoying the way your walls clench around his length. Gojo had his eyes on you for a while. He saw the way you always hesitated for a second every time he teased you, how you’d fight laughing at his jokes. And how you swayed your hips so alluringly each time you walked away as if spending one more second in his presence would make all your defenses crumble. But he knew it was just a matter of time before you’d fall right into his arms. You were just too cute, too innocent - he had to have you.

“S-Satoru,” you moan his name when he starts moving again. Each thrust is hard and deep and each of them makes the coil in your abdomen tighten. His hands are on your ass, spreading your cheeks. You cry his name over and over. And he just pounds into you, slamming his hips into yours. He isn’t going to be gentle just because you never had a cock as big. He can’t, he’s not that merciful. You’re just too pretty, how you whine and squirm, how your much smaller body shakes when he touches you, when he fucks into you. Your eyes are glazed over, but you don’t close them, no, you’re looking straight at him. Drool is dripping from the corner of your mouth, and slick is running down your thighs.

“You’re such a mess. Such a pretty fucking mess,” he smirks and thrusts harder. Your hands grip the sheets. So desperate, so needy. You need to hold onto something to keep you from bursting. But when he leans on you and his lips wrap around your nipples once more - you can’t hold it anymore. The coil snaps as your mind goes blank, your body frantically trying to pull him deeper inside you, squeezing, milking him.

He’s panting as he keeps fucking you through your high. He’s chasing his own release, trying to decide which part of your body he should mark with his cum. Your bouncy tits? Your pretty face? Or maybe he should just finish inside you and watch as it drips from your well-fucked hole. He’s close, so close. And you’re still cumming - is it the second or the third time? It doesn’t matter.

Pulling out of your velvety walls, he strokes his cock while rubbing your clit. He wants to see you squirming for a little while more. His body jerks and with a grunt he sprays his cum all over your stomach and breasts, a few drops landing on your face as you’re cumming again from the pressure on your clit.

He’d ask you if you’d be able to fuck another man after this, but there was no point. You are so out of it, your walls clenching around nothing and body still shaking - you couldn’t answer him anyway. Gojo will just have to wait until you’re coherent again. He knows you won’t be able to stay away from him anymore, you’ll just be crawling on your hands and knees back to him, begging for his cock. And he’s going to give it to you, he’s going to fuck you in every corner of the school. It seems the wait was worth it.

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PURE [4] - Corpse Husband x Fem! Reader

A/N: I’m back. Shout-out to my sister @mojajasnoscmrokirozproszy , who encouraged me into finishing this part.

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PURE [4]

Corpse was confused, to say the least. He stared at the screen with his brows furrowed, not exactly understanding what just happened, or what caused Y/N to leave so suddenly. He thought they were all having fun, or at least that’s the impression Y/N gave while interacting with other players.

Was she just pretending she’d had fun when in reality, she didn’t want to spend time with them?

He knew it was none of his business. They didn’t even know each other, outside of these two short games they’ve both been part of. But Corpse was quick to get attached to new people, and Y/N’s sweet voice, her innocent demeanor, and pure personality made him instantly like her...

Perhaps it wasn’t exactly a good thing that he felt so worried when she left, given the fact that two of them have spoken maybe for a few minutes since they met each other. But Corpse couldn’t help it, and certainly couldn’t stop this weird feeling that something was wrong and that he needed to make sure that Y/N was okay. After all, he was the only one who knew that she left. Except for his audience, of course.

So the moment her white little astronaut suddenly disappeared, Corpse went on a killing spree. He didn’t even care about that whole finish my lyrics thing he decided to terrorize his friends with, he just wanted to finish this game and check on Y/N. It was obvious that she wasn’t telling the truth. Even though it looked like she was trying really hard to contain her emotions, he could still hear her quavering voice. It was too hard to hide, and he knew it firsthand. That’s why he made it his point to at least check on her.

“Jesus Corpse, you just went full berserk on us...” Felix murmured when the last person was killed, and Corpse could see a sign victory on his screen. It didn’t make him smile though, not how it usually would.

“It was great though! Let’s do it again, but maybe on the other map?” Sykkuno suggested, clearly very excited about this hide and seek game they’ve come up with.

“Sure, let’s get the first one maybe?”

“Actually, would you guys mind if we had a little break?” Corpse asked before they could start another game. “We’ve been playing for a little while now...”

“Ah, yeah! Bathroom break!” came Rae’s response, followed by a few hums of approval. Corpse sighed in relief. He was afraid his worried voice would draw the attention of other players, but they didn’t seem to notice it.

“All right, is ten minutes good?” asked Sean, and when everyone agreed, Corpse excused himself from his audience and muted his mic. He grabbed his phone and unlocked it, only to be hit by a sudden realization.

He didn’t even have Y/N’s number.

“Fuck...” he cursed quietly under his breath, running a hand through his hair. How the fuck was he supposed to check on her? He couldn’t use discord, he was still streaming after all... Maybe Twitter would work? Nah, she probably wouldn’t even notice his messages. What was left then?

Of course.

Sean.

Corpse didn’t even think about any explanation as he quickly typed in a message to the said man, asking if he had Y/N’s number. The response came almost immediately.

“Yeah, I have. Why?”

Okay, now what? He couldn’t just tell him what happened. Corpse knew that Sean and Y/N were close, but he felt like it wouldn’t be fair towards the girl if he told Sean what happened. Maybe she didn’t want anyone to know... Maybe she didn’t want to speak to anyone.

Him included.

But Corpse felt as if he had to do it because that was something he wished someone would do for him if the roles were reversed. To at least show that he cared, that she wasn’t alone with whatever it was that bothered her...

Was he being intrusive, for wanting to make sure that everything was okay? And what if she was totally fine and he’d just end up making a complete fool out of himself?

“Not that I haven’t already made a fool out of myself...” he mumbled under his breath, his fingers quickly typing the response to Sean. However, before he could finish it, the said man’s name appeared on his screen with an upcoming call.

It was so unexpected that Corpse almost dropped the phone.

“Um, hey man” he said after picking up, his hands trembling as he tried to come up with some good explanation as to why exactly he needed Y/N’s number. “Look I-”

“Does this have something to do with her disappearance?” Sean cut him off, leaving Corpse with his mouth hung open, utterly shocked.

“I um- no. I just wanted to call her and... cause I don’t have her number...”

“Corpse, I heard what she had told you...” Sean sighed into the phone “I was flying around you after you murdered me.”

“I...” Corpse tried once again and again found himself at the loss of words. His brows furrowed suddenly as he realized something “Wait- are you still streaming?”

“I left for a moment to grab something to drink and call Y/N. Don’t worry, I wouldn’t say anything on the stream.”

Corpse sighed in relief. If Sean managed to somehow play it off, then his fans maybe haven’t figured out what was going on. He didn’t want them to attack Y/N’s social media with tons of questions she obviously wouldn’t answer.

“Do you know what happened?” Corpse asked quietly, hoping that maybe Sean knew something more that would ease his nerves. He hoped that it wasn’t anything serious, that maybe Y/N just had a bad day. “She left so suddenly and I got a little worried...”

For a moment there was silence between the two of them, Corpse impatiently awaiting an answer and Sean thinking about the right words... or wondering whether he should tell him the reason for Y/N’s disappearance in the first place.

“It’s- ugh.” Sean groaned, before letting out a heavy sigh “It stays between us, all right? I don’t want others to start texting her out of nowhere, asking if she’s okay. She would probably kill me.”

“Yeah, absolutely” Corpse nodded his head rapidly, even though Sean couldn’t see him.

“Okay... So I don’t know the exact reason of her disappearance...” he began, and Corpse felt his heart sink in disappointment. “But I have some suspicion.”

“Can you be a little more specific, Sean? We don’t have much time before the next game...” Corpse didn’t want to sound rude but he was slowly growing impatient, and even more nervous when he still wasn’t able to check on Y/N and make sure that she’s okay.

“She received lots of hate after our last stream.” Sean finally explained, although his voice sounded quite reluctant. “And when I say lots, I mean lots, Corpse.”

“What?” Corpse grunted, his brows knitted together in confusion “What do you mean?”

“Oh you know, man... Comments on Twitter, on her Instagram, even under her latest video...” Sean let out an exasperated sigh “Apparently, some people are not happy that she’s playing with us.”

“Why?” Corpse managed to utter, completely shocked at the news. For some reason, it was the last thing he expected Sean to say. It didn’t even cross his mind that someone as sweet and polite as Y/N might have to deal with this kind of issue.

She was always so kind, why would anyone hate on her?

“You know how some people act online...” Sean murmured, his voice clearly gloomy, as opposed to his usual cheerful tone. “They think she shouldn’t be playing with us cause she’s not popular enough. Some consider her annoying, not funny enough, and so on...”

“What does popularity have to do with who we’re playing with?” Corpse almost growled these words, feeling anger slowly bubbling up in his stomach. He couldn’t comprehend why anyone would act this way towards Y/N, towards this little angel as Sean put it last time they played, towards this sweet, innocent girl, his partner in crime...

“That’s what I told her before the stream” Sean explained with a sigh “And that she shouldn’t worry about what strangers think of her... but it’s easier said than done.”

“You think she received another text or something?”

“I don’t know man” Sean sighed “I tried calling her like ten times already and she didn’t answer. It’s not like her to leave so suddenly, without saying goodbye. I’m worried something happened...”

Corpse clenched his jaw, closing his eyes for a second. If Y/N didn’t answer Sean’s calls, why would she answer his? They barely knew each other, while Sean was her best friend.

“Maybe... I’ll try calling her?” Corpse suggested anyway, his voice low and almost shy. He figured it was worth at least a try.

Sean was quiet for a moment as if contemplating what to do. They were already running out of time, and Corpse didn’t know what to do. On one hand, he didn’t want to end the stream and leave his fans, he felt bad at the thought alone of disappearing so soon and disappointing them... But on the other, he couldn’t just leave Y/N like that. Especially, since as Sean explained, it wasn’t like her to act this way. It only proved that whatever happened was rather serious.

“Y’know what?” Sean suddenly said “I’ll give you her number, maybe she’ll pick up from you.”

“Thank you, Sean” Corpse said quietly, ready to end the call, only to be stopped by Sean’s words.

“Look... I know I shouldn’t be asking you to do it, but... could you maybe try talking some sense into her?” he asked, clearly uncomfortable with this request “I feel like you’d be able to calm her down...”

“I...” Corpse stuttered, running a hand through his hair “I’ll try, okay? I’m not sure if she’ll want to talk about it though, I’m basically a stranger, so...”

“Corpse, she agreed to join us only after reading your last tweet.”

Oh.

His heart fluttered with something that didn’t seem like growing panic. And even though his face was expressing his worry, his lip corners formed a small, bashful smile. And whether he liked it or not, his cheeks turned completely red.

“I’ll... I’ll see what I can do” he managed to reply, before ending the call.

Corpse ran a hand through his locks and down his face, releasing a heavy breath he didn’t know he was holding. He considered getting Y/N’s number a difficult task which, however, turned out to be the easiest one. Now came the real challenge. Calling her.

For a moment, he just stared at the screen of his phone, scanning the new message from Sean, which consisted of Y/N’s phone number. It looked as if he was memorizing the number when in reality, he just felt panic overtaking his body and complete chaos in his mind.

Let’s say she picks up the phone, and then what? Should he just say hi? Introduce himself?

“Hi it’s me, the guy you basically don’t know and who became paranoid after you disappeared from the game”

Yeah, sure. Perfect introduction for the pep talk he was supposed to deliver.

Why was it always that he acted almost as if on instinct one second, only to start having second thoughts a moment later. He couldn’t back out now when he had already got her number. Not when there was also another person counting on him. Not when he still didn’t know what the fuck happened, and for some reason was determined to find out.

And then was the problem of his voice, which suddenly seemed stuck in his throat. It was a very weird feeling, typical for one to get while being on the verge of a panic attack. As if there was a need to talk, but the body refused to. As if his vocal cords were paralyzed and not eager to cooperate.

As if it was him who just experienced something strongly upsetting, not Y/N.

Corpse fidgeted with his phone for a moment, before deciding against the idea of calling the girl. He figured he wouldn’t be able to utter a single word if she picked up the phone from the unknown number in the first place. If she did though, she’d probably consider it some misdialed call or some prank. Which was the last thing he wanted her to think.

Instead, he opted on sending her a text.

He sat still for a moment, thinking about a message that wouldn’t right away reveal the cause of his concern, but which would say enough to figure out who sent it. His thoughts drifted back to the game they were both playing, remembering his stupid comments and her gentle voice. His fingers typed out the message almost automatically.

“Wanna jump into the lava with me?”

He hesitated just for a second, before sending the text, his heart doing a backflip in his chest the moment he pressed the send button. Corpse gripped the phone tightly in his hands, his eyes staring at the screen and waiting impatiently for those three little dots indicating that the other person is typing a response to appear. He waited and waited, and a lump slowly formed in his throat when Y/N didn’t respond immediately.

Was he really getting paranoid?

Maybe he was just tired. Or she had a bad day. Or she just found this game boring.

Or she didn’t want to play with them. Or she thought his comments were annoying.

“I’m an idiot” Corpse muttered to himself and slapped a hand on his forehead, pushing those thoughts away. Deep down he knew that wasn’t the case, but the longer Y/N didn’t respond, the louder was the voice at the back of his head, telling him that her problems were none of his business and he shouldn’t be asking for her number in the first place.

But it was the right thing to do. He knew it, Sean knew it, and Corpse also hoped that Y/N did not perceive his text as some pathetic joke. He waited for a couple of minutes, before typing another message:

“I’m here, partner, if you need to talk.”

He felt the need to assure her that despite the ongoing stream and the other players probably already waiting for him to return, he was there for her. That’s what he considered the best option, not to force her into talking, but to let her know that she wasn’t alone. And that it would take just one word from her to make Corpse drop everything and listen to her.

After what seemed like an eternity of staring at his phone and analyzing his own messages, Corpse put his phone away, realizing that Y/N wasn’t going to reply anytime soon. He couldn’t help but feel disappointed in himself, and guilty as well. Perhaps it would be a better idea to call her, but at that moment he wasn’t able to trust his own voice. He thought about sending her another message but decided against it. Another new text was probably the last thing she needed, with her phone being drowned by hundreds of notifications from angered, and worried fans.

All Corpse could do was hope that she saw his texts and that she knew she wasn’t all alone. He sure as hell wasn’t going to make her feel as if she was obliged to confide in him. After all, he was a stranger.

Then again... sometimes to understand a problem and look at it from a different, new perspective, what one needed was, indeed, a complete stranger.

The next two hours felt almost like an eternity. And a complete hell to Corpse. He tried his best to focus on the game and interacting with his fans, but no matter what, his eyes would drift towards his phone every now and then. Hoping to see Y/N’s name pop up on his screen, with a message saying that everything was fine.

But then again... would it be enough to calm his nerves? Maybe she’d write something like that just so he wouldn’t worry. Just so he would leave her alone.

She might as well just tell him to fuck off...

The fact that he received so many notifications all the time, especially now, during a stream, didn’t really help. Each time his phone lit up with a new notification, he would crane his neck with the hope of seeing Y/N’s response, only to be disappointed when it turned out to be just some new comment or someone tagging him in an instastory. Something that usually made him really happy now was the reason for his irritation.

He couldn’t focus on the game itself either, finding it difficult to do his tasks and form some logical arguments during discussions. He didn’t really care, to be honest, when people threw him away almost at the start of the game. Winning or being the best Impostor was currently the last thing on his mind.

So when he said his goodbyes after the last round of Among Us and ended the stream, after thanking his fans, Corpse didn’t know what to do with himself. The game, even though he didn’t really pay much attention to it, provided at least some distraction from his phone, which was still silent when it came to Y/N’s texts. She either didn’t see them or didn’t want to see them. Corpse could only guess what was her reaction if there was any.

He’d exchanged a few messages with Sean though, the man asking about Y/N during the stream and after it ended. Corpse couldn’t stop the guilt from growing even more when Sean expressed his concerns regarding Y/N and her absence. He knew the older streamer counted on him when it came to checking on the girl, but, obviously, he failed at getting a simple message from her.

What was he even hoping to achieve in the first place? That she will text back right away, telling him everything that bothered her, confessing all her problems? He would have to be a total idiot to expect this girl to react to his messages.

It was all so overwhelming and frustrating at the same time that he felt almost nauseous.

Leaving his phone in his room, Corpse walked to his small kitchen to grab a glass of water. The cold liquid brought much-needed relief to his burning throat, giving him a momentary sensation of comfort. He tested his voice, clearing his throat carefully and mumbling some nonsense under his breath. A sigh left his lips once he realized he could talk again and this weird feeling disappeared.

He splashed his face with cold water and returned to his room, plopping down on his chair and giving his phone a quick glance. Perhaps he didn’t expect Y/N to reply to his texts at all because at first, he didn’t even notice her name on the screen of his phone. He looked back to his computer, almost out of habit, glancing between the tabs he had opened on his screen before.

And it struck him suddenly, making him almost jump out of his skin when he realized that she did text him back.

Grabbing his phone quickly, he unlocked it and opened the messages, almost hitting the one with Y/N’s name on it.

“Hey, partner.” was all the message said. And yet it made Corpse’s heart almost jump out of his chest, both from relief and a sudden feeling of panic.

She texted him back. Now, what the fuck was he supposed to do?!

He stared at her text for a second as if trying to convince himself that it was real and he didn’t accidentally pass out on his desk, dreaming that Y/N takes his comments and texts seriously.

When he came to the conclusion that the text was, indeed, real, and Y/N probably expected him to write something back, he thought about the best way of asking her what happened. On one hand, he knew from Sean what could possibly be the reason for her disappearance. On the other, what obviously mattered was Y/N’s version. How to get it out of her though, without being too intrusive?

Corpse decided that the best option will be to make some dumb, small talk, which would ease her (and his) nerves.

“Y’know, I almost didn’t manage to finish the mission without you” he texted her, concluding that playing along this partner thing would maybe work. In his text, Corpse referred to the one time he was the Impostor after Y/N left, and which happened to be completely boring without her running around “Had Toast and others suspecting my every step all the time.”

This time, much to his relief, the three little dots appeared almost immediately.

“I’m glad you managed to kill’em all nevertheless.”

He imagined her saying it with that sweet voice of hers, which made him snicker, whether he liked it or not. While thinking of some right response, Corpse couldn’t help but wonder how did she know that he managed to kill every crewmate during that round... she wasn’t playing anymore then, so that could only mean she watched his stream.

“Not gonna lie though, everything would go way smoother hadn’t my partner in crime left me on the battlefield all alone :/” he texted her back. Corpse watched intently as the three dots danced next to Y/N’s name and suddenly disappeared, then appeared back again after a few moments, only to disappear again. And for a second he panicked, that maybe this text sounded passive aggressive, or that it made Y/N blame herself for leaving the game...

However, when her response finally came, he realized he was wrong.

“Can I call you, Corpse?”

For the first time in a really long time, Corpse was so eager to agree on a phone call.

He replied frantically, telling her that of course, she could call him, and then waiting impatiently for the call. And when she didn’t call immediately, like he expected her to, he found himself wondering if she suddenly changed her mind and decided against the idea of calling him.

But then his phone buzzed and her name appeared on the screen.

The device almost flew out of his hands, his heartbeat quickening and a lump forming in his throat once again.

Relax, man. It’s Y/N, your partner in crime. You’ve heard her voice before.

But this was different. The circumstances were different and the reason for a call was different too. And now it was just the two of them, as opposed to a lobby full of friends. And Corpse tried so hard to figure out how to convince her that all the hate she receives on social media didn’t mean anything, that for a moment he forgot she was still calling.

He pressed the green button carefully, as if he was defusing a bomb, and found himself unable to utter a single word, just like before. There was silence on the other line too, as if Y/N expected him to speak up first.

So Corpse build up the courage and took in a deep breath, before letting out a quiet, almost shy:

“Hi”

The word left his mouth almost as a whisper, and for a moment he thought that the girl didn’t even hear it, but then her voice told him otherwise.

“Hey... Corpse” she mumbled. She sounded so different, almost as if she was sick. Her calm and soft voice was so quiet that Corpse had some trouble hearing her at first. She sounded so tired, so hurt, so defeated, that he completely forgot every advice he had managed to stock in his mind before this call.

“It’s good to hear you, partner.” he said after a moment, realizing that asking what’s wrong wasn’t the best thing he could do at that moment. He felt that she’d probably hung up on him if he did... “I didn’t think I’d hear from you after you aborted the mission.”

He heard her sigh out a laugh at his words, his tone playfully accusatory. The girl cleared her throat and wondered for a second, before replying:

“It wasn’t exactly my mission... And if I remember correctly, you were the one who broke our partnership, chasing me around the ship.”

He could almost hear the smile behind her words, which made his lip corners curl up slightly. He was glad she still managed to joke with him. It meant that, perhaps, it wasn’t that bad.

“Did I kill you, though?”

“You would if you had a chance.”

“I had plenty of chances Y/N, and I never took one” he replied right away with a chuckle. “I may be the murderer, but I’m no traitor.”

“You say that after luring me to that lava pit and killing me and Sykkuno? It was a trap all along, wasn’t it?” she asked suspiciously, but he knew she was joking “I bet you were conspiring with MrBeast all this time...”

“How dare you” he scoffed, trying to hold back his chuckle “I took you there cause it’s a special place, it was no trap! It just happened to be the wrong place and the wrong time...”

“Sure, partner”

“I’m serious!” he laughed “Besides - I apologized, and if I remember correctly, I think we both agreed that I jumped into that lava pit for you after all...”

“After they voted you off! You didn’t have any other chance!”

“Maybe it was all planned?” he said, changing his voice to more mysterious “Maybe I conspired with MrBeast so I could jump into that lava pit... and the only way to do it is by being voted off. So, either way, I kept my word.”

“Fine... whatever.”

Their laughter died down and was replaced by surprisingly comfortable silence. Corpse was happy with how the conversation started - he believed it would be easier for Y/N to explain what happened now, if she wished to explain, of course.

“Y’know...” he began after a second, deciding to change the subject and finally address the issue. “Partners are supposed to help each other... and be there when the other person is in need...”

He was careful with his words, being full aware that Y/N might find it uncomfortable to share her problems with him. He wanted to encourage her, just slightly, if his previous texts weren’t enough.

She sighed quietly and he could sense her reluctance.

“But only if the other person wants partner’s help.” he added after a moment, keeping his voice as soft as he could. Y/N didn’t respond right away, but she didn’t hang up either, which Corpse took as a good sign. He gave her a couple of seconds to collect her thoughts, before asking another question:

“What made you so upset, Y/N/N?”

He could hear her inhale the air sharply as if she had trouble breathing steadily. The line went silent, not that Corpse was surprised. He waited patiently, giving the girl the time she needed to decide whether she wanted to answer that question and what words should she choose if she did.

And when she finally spoke up, Corpse felt as if his heart could break.

“They are just so mean...” she almost whispered, her voice cracking. He didn’t have to ask whom she meant, it was obvious. “And I don’t even know why... I didn’t do anything to those people, and yet they are so mean towards me.”

Corpse hummed in response, allowing her to keep talking. If there was one thing he knew that helped coping with stress, it was sharing it with someone else. And even though he himself had a lot on his plate, he felt the need to be that someone for Y/N.

“I... I don’t want you to think that I’m some crybaby, who takes everything super seriously and can’t take a joke, but...” she stuttered for a moment and Corpse fought the urge to cut her off and tell her that what he thinks of her is the complete opposite. “But those comments... those weren’t jokes, Corpse. I don’t think anyone would find them funny.”

His heart ached at the sound of her quiet, weak voice. And then it angered him, that some anonymous haters managed to upset this cheerful, innocent person. How could anyone do something like that to Y/N?

“I... I’m sorry for telling you this...” she suddenly trailed off, sounding rather awkward and uncomfortable. “I shouldn’t be bothering you with my silly problems...”

“They aren’t silly as long as they are problems to you, Y/N.”

“Yeah, but... I’m sure everyone from the group has received such comments at some point of their career... or maybe they still receive them...” she murmured almost embarrassed. “Maybe it’s no such a big deal after all...”

“Let me ask you something” Corpse said, feeling anger bubbling up in his stomach. Not directed at Y/N, of course, but at the people who made her think this way. “Imagine that someone, let’s say me, calls you because of the same reason. Would you consider telling me that online hate, or any hate for that matter, is not a big deal? That those are just my silly problems”

She was silent for a moment, thinking about his question, and probably not expecting it in the first place. However, after a few seconds of initial surprise, she replied firmly:

“Of course not.”

“Then why are you trying to convince yourself that they are?” he asked in what would sound like an accusatory tone, but in reality was just his voice laced with worry. “There’s no such thing as a silly problem Y/N, as long as it bothers you. If you consider it a problem, then it is a problem. And the fact that other people receive similar, or even worse comments, doesn’t mean anything. Maybe just that they are longer on Youtube and they’ve learned to deal with this kind of stuff... And your reaction? It doesn’t make you a crybaby and please Y/N, don’t ever think that way about yourself.”

He said it all so quickly and almost on one breath, letting all his frustration out and trying to form his babbling into some logical statement.

“I understand what you’re going through...” he confessed after a moment of silence between them. “I know what it’s like to go through the ocean of positive comments and find those few which say something completely different... something that is meant to hurt you and humiliate you... Something that ruins your day, or even a couple of next few days or weeks... Something that completely overshadows everything else you’ve read about yourself. Something that people write from the safety of their own computers or phones, without showing their faces and remaining completely anonymous.”

For a moment, Corpse allowed himself to speak about his own experience, thinking that maybe when Y/N realizes that he knew exactly what she was dealing with, it would make it easier for her. “And that is the key fact, Y/N, that they are anonymous. They do what they do because no one can see them because it is comfortable for them to leave a hate comment and not face any consequences. Because they don’t have to face the person their hate is directed towards.”

“Some of the accounts were not anonymous...” Y/N mumbled, and Corpse could clearly hear that she was speaking through the tears. “People were using their public accounts, with photos and everything...”

“But let me guess, those comments weren’t even about your videos, huh? They weren’t about any of your work?”

“Well...” she whispered, thinking about Corpse’s question. “Truth to be said, no. Most of them just looked like some kind of a personal attack on me...”

“Exactly. It’s not even criticism, it’s just plain bullshit cowards are sharing online. They probably aren’t even able to form some logical sentence, they just combine some random words which are supposed to hurt you.”

“It works...”

“Y/N...” Corpse sighed into the phone, hearing her defeated tone. “Let me ask you another question, okay?” she hummed in response, and Corpse cleared his throat. “Tell me, whose opinion matters to you the most?”

“My friends... and my fans’“she said.

“Okay.. and whom do you consider your fan?”

“Someone who finds the content I create interesting and entertaining and takes his time to watch my videos.” she replied right away.

“Okay. Do you think that people who left those comments took their time to even watch your videos?”

“Probably not...” she replied after a second. “Look, I know what you mean Corpse... That I shouldn’t worry about it because they are not my fans and therefore their opinion shouldn’t matter... but that’s not the case. It’s the fact alone that for some reason people spend their time hating me when I didn’t even do anything to them.”

“You didn’t do anything to them.” Corpse repeated her own words in his deep voice. “And they didn’t watch your videos. It seems like they don’t have any reason to leave those comments, right?” he asked. “I know that it’s hard Y/N, I really do, but the truth is, you can’t really have everyone leaving positive feedback under your content... There will always be someone who will consider it a good idea to send you a hateful message, just because they can, not because they have any specific reason to. Now I don’t say that’s okay... but it’s in a way like some disease. The one there’s no cure for. Even though you can’t cure it, you can make yourself immune.”

“How, Corpse? How do you make yourself immune to messages saying that you’re a fucking annoying bitch, that you don’t deserve what you have? That you don’t deserve your friends, and you are not good enough to play with them? To spend your time with them? How do you deal with comments suggesting that you should go and kill yourself, because you’re not famous enough, and you will never be?”

Her voice suddenly rose, and Corpse felt as his heartbeat quickened with each comment she described. He gripped his hand around the phone, his knuckles turning white and his brows furrowing in an expression of pure fury.

He considered her words for a moment, trying to come up with the best advice, but realized there wasn’t any that would satisfy her. He could imagine the state she was in, she probably wouldn’t take any of his advice seriously. And he wouldn’t blame her for that.

“I’m sorry for snapping on you...” she suddenly said, her voice back to its soft tone. “It’s just too much for me to handle...”

“It’s all good, Y/N, don’t apologize. You have the full right to be angry and to show it. I just want you to remember that...” Corpse gulped the lump in his throat, feeling his cheeks getting warmer. “Those comments are not what define you. As a matter of fact, they’re not even about you. You know why? Because people who write them don’t know you. They don’t even take a moment to acknowledge what an intelligent and talented person you are, not to mention how kind... but I do. A-and everyone else too.”

She was silent for a moment, and Corpse panicked, that maybe he said too much, or made things awkward again. But then she spoke up, her slightly less weak than before.

“I suppose... maybe you’re right, Corpse.” she said, still sounding a little bit unconvinced. He understood, it was clear his one pep talk wouldn’t suddenly make her forget about it. It would be like telling a person with depression to stop having depression and expecting them to suddenly feel better. “Thank you. For listening to my pathetic babbling... and for not telling me to just pull myself together.”

“First of all, your babbling is not pathetic...” he began “Second of all... I know we don’t really know each other, but... If you ever feel the need to talk to someone, I’m here.”

“And for that I’m grateful, Corpse” she said, clearly smiling. “Sorry, I mean, partner.”

“Partner.” he chuckled into the phone, smiling from ear to ear.

“It’s getting late...” she yawned into the phone. “Sorry. I think I’ll go to sleep, I’m really tired...”

“Of course” Corpse replied, hiding the disappointment in his voice. He really enjoyed talking to her, just to her alone, but he understood that the whole conversation and the event preceding it probably exhausted her.

“Hey...” she suddenly said, and Corpse could swear that her voice sounded as if she unexpectedly became shy. “Um... it was really great talking to you, you’re a really good listener, Corpse.”

“Glad to hear that” he smiled happily.

“Um... would you mind if I called you tomorrow too?” she asked so quietly that he almost didn’t catch it, his breath hitching in his throat. “If you have time that is... if you don’t, or if you have some super plans, then I understand, it’s fine-”

“I don’t have any super plans, Y/N” he couldn’t help but chuckle, finding her nervous banter adorable. “Call me whenever you want.”

“Okay...” she sighed, almost in relief, but Corpse didn’t want to point it out to embarrass her even more. “So... let’s say, around 2 pm?”

“Sounds good to me.”

“Great.” she said, her voice trailing off a bit. “I’m falling asleep here, Corpse... Thank you once again, for everything.”

“Anytime, Y/N.”

“Good night, partner.”

“Goodnight, partner.”

Part 5 coming soon. It will probably be the last part of this series, I’m not sure yet though.

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neptunusscribit · 3 years

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"Please, I want to fuck you," he finally confessed. I had him flustered, pinned to a wall, and it took him all of thirty seconds to break down like that. Of course I wouldn't let him get off that easily, but it was nice to know. I removed my leg from between his thighs and leaned back slightly, looking him in the eyes. "Say it again," I commanded.

His resolve waivered. "P- please can I fuck you?"

I shook my head in mock confusion. "Now that's not what you said originally."

He swallowed a whimper and took a second to build up some courage. Firmer this time, he spoke: "I want to fuck you. I want to fuck your brains out, and I want to cum inside of you."

A little corny, but we could work with that. I grinned and let his hands go from where I had been holding them, above his head. He was a bit taller and stronger than I was so I know he had been letting me pin him. I let him wrap his arms around me as he pulled me in for a kiss, and he showed off that strength enough that I almost considered letting him take me there like he had asked.

One hand behind my head, another on the small of my back (quickly reaching lower), he made his desire known through every motion. He kissed me deeply, and after some time his tongue parted my lips. I let him have his fun, let him feel in control, until I pulled away to focus my attention down his chin, his neck. I pulled his shirt off to work my way down his chest, leaving a kiss every inch. I knelt, teasing along his waistband. I felt his fingers tangle in my hair and grinned, knowing what he expected.

I quickly undid the button, then the zipper to his tight pants. Soon I revealed what I was after. I had him take them the rest of the way off, and from the way he stood I know he would have done anything for me then. I took his cock in my hands, hard already, and gave it a few tentative strokes. I kissed my way up the length, lingering on the head, and watched it twitch. I felt his grip on my head flex with every contact, and his breath grew deeper as I progressed.

After a few moments I stopped, leaning back, and performed a more thorough inspection. I pulled it to one side, the the other, stretching the skin here and there. I lifted it up and grinned when it twitched. When he finally looked down, confused, I responded with an overdramatic sigh. "This isn't going to work. You're just too hairy." He wasn't actually, but it was the best I could do on short notice. A pause, then I acted like I had suddenly come up with an idea. "Oh, I know! Come with me." Dumbfounded, he followed me into my bathroom. I thought about pulling him along by his dick, but I figured that would be too forward. I wanted to give him the feeling that he was still in charge, for now.

During the whole process, I acted like it would only take a second, a momentary interruption in an otherwise-routine hookup. I had him stand, fully nude, as I sat on a stool and inspected him, manicure scissors in hand. He looked at me awkwardly, not sure what to do with his hands. Eventually he held them behind his back, but I couldn't help noticing he stayed extremely hard during the process. I trimmed the hair back from around his shaft, taking each tuft and cutting it about a quarter-inch away from the skin. I trimmed down around his balls, giving them firm tugs to keep the skin taut. He especially perked up at that, but continued to trust me through the process without a word. For my part, I made little satisfied noises every time I cleared an area, or sat back to admire my handiwork. Though I took my time, eventually I finished. And I must say, I did a damn fine job.

"And now for the shower!" I clapped, which must have cought him even more off-guard.

"The... shower?"

"Of course. Otherwise that hair will get all over the place!" I made a face that was partly conciliatory, partly a dare to question me. He decided not to. I turned on the shower and swept up the floor, leaving him to stand there uncomfortably. That would put him in the right mindset. I took off my clothes, and it must have taken him a second to realize that I was getting in there with him. He seemed to like that idea, and also the fact that I was stripping in front of him. I tried not to be too sexy about it, it wasn't for his pleasure after all, but a little teasing could always be had.

After the water was warm, I lead him into the shower and positioned him under the stream. It was gentle, flowing through his hair and leaving rivulets down his chest. He looked at me, and I leaned in to kiss him. Both naked, our wet bodies pressed together, his breath mingled with mine in a long kiss. Eventually I leaned back, smiling, and lathered up my hands with a cotton-scented body wash. I started at his neck, running suds over his collarbone, and slowly worked my way down each arm. I coated his wrists, palms, and between his fingers before the water rushed it all away. I got more soap for his chest, and turned him around to get his back as well. He pressed his hands against the side off the shower as I knelt to wash his legs, consciously skipping the part we had come in here to clean. I worked my way up and down each leg, from his toes to his upper thigh, before finally wrapping my hands around his cock. It had started to droop, but the slick soap on my hands quickly rectified that. I had him worked up again in no time, breathing heavy with the occasional moan. I had him rinse off before I pushed him against the shower wall and took him into my mouth for a long moment, eliciting a long, deep moan.

I grinned and stood up, shutting off the water and grabbing a towel. He was still struck from the pleasure and let me towel him off, bit by bit. When I felt done I stood up straight, cocked my head and looked at him, asking "didn't you want to fuck me, baby?" He nodded weakly, but I could tell the pampering had done its job. This time I did take him by the cock, leading him out into the bedroom, where I pushed him onto the bed. "Well then I'd better hear you start begging."

He made a whimpering noise, trying to find the words as I held his arms down above his head. Funny how we kept coming back to that pose, despite his strength. I guess he just needed to beg a little harder.

"Please let me fuck you. Please, baby. I need it so bad. Please, please, please..."

I looked back at him, unimpressed. I leaned back, straddled over his dick, and began to touch myself with my free hand. "Is this what you want, baby?" I spread my lips and held them directly above his dick, tantalizingly close. "This right here? If you want to fuck my pussy, all you have to do is show me how badly you want it."

He whimpered again, trying to find the words, but I saved him the trouble. I slid my body up and placed my thighs on either side of his head, lowering myself down on his mouth. He took to it eagerly, knowing exactly what I meant. His tongue lapped at my clit eagerly, and I adjusted the pressure by grinding against his face. I released his hands, holding them against my hips for stability. "Oh, that's such a good pet, so eager, so ready. You must want to fuck me so bad, baby. Look at how wet you are. You're humping the air while I hump your face. Absolutely adorable." My breath hitched a few times as I continued the teasing praise, when he hit a spot particularly well or when my own shivers started. Eventually I was close, and I gripped his hair for even more leverage as I felt him speed up. Soon enough my whole body quaked, my thighs tightened around his head and my hips stopped rocking. I rode out wave after wave of pleasure on his face, murmuring the occasional moan or "good boy."

When I was good and satisfied, I released him from between my legs. I laid beside him, running my fingers down his chest. I even traced a few lines up and down his cock before looking back up to his needy face.

"Please," he whispered, and I pretended not to hear. I simply ran a finger over his nipple, mindlessly toying with him.

"Please, I want to fuck you," he said louder. I looked up to his face and considered.

"You're sure you can be a good boy about it?"

"Yes, I'll do anything." Anything is a dangerous thing, but unfortunately I didn't have the wherewithal to test those limits right now. While riding his face had been nice, I truly did need him inside of me.

I grinned. "Well then what are you waiting for? Get on over here and fuck me."

He seemed hesitant, unsure if it was a trick, but he got up and moved between my legs anyways.

I prodded slightly. "What is it, baby? Didn't you want my pussy? Didn't you want to grab me and take me? What was it- to fuck my brains out?"

Emboldened, he pulled my legs up and slid himself towards my entrance.

I pushed even further. "Oh, won't you be a good boy and fuck me? Don't you just want to grab my hips and go wild? Don't you just want to use my body like a toy? Be a good boy and-"

That was all it took, before he was inside of me. And truly, it had been an excellent decision to rile him up. He pushed my knees to my chest, opening me up for him, and slid deep inside on the first thrust. I was more than wet enough, which was good because he had no intention of stopping. After he settled into a rhythm, I began to prod again. "Aren't you such, such a good boy, fucking me so deep, don't you just want to grab my hair, oh thank you baby, such an obedient boy, oh can't you kiss me, mmm, good little pet, don't you just want to flip me over and spank me, don't you want to push my face into the bed while you pound me from behind, isn't that what you want?"

And sure enough, he did. I felt a hand flip me over so I was on all fours, his dick back inside me with only a moment's pause. I could only tease him for a moment after that, as my face was surrounded by pillows, so I took the opportunity to reward him with moans and whimpers, one for each thrust. I felt him place a firm handprint on my ass before using it as a grip for his frantic thrusts. I felt him pound me deeper and deeper into the bed until I was nearly prone. I felt him grunt, his legs clench, before pulling my body deep over his cock one last time. I felt him spill out inside of me, and I felt his relief as he did do. I turned my head to the side for the praise: "Such a good boy, such an obedient little thing. So happy to fuck me exactly the way I want, so needy to give me what I desire. Such a good thing." I felt him continue to twitch inside of me, the praise not going unanswered.

He held me like that until he had his fill, before we curled up and I continued my praises with him in my embrace. "Such a pretty thing, lost in the heat of fucking me, weren't you so cute. Of course we'll have to do it again, if only you continue to prove so obedient. You were so adorable, maybe we should get you a leash, then you can follow my instructions exactly, oh yes wouldn't that be nice..."

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moon-spirit-yue · 2 years

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Wish You Were Sober

Part 1: Real Sweet But...

(It’s Drunk Namaari time that became way more angsty than I meant it to. Also Raya being a panicking lesbian but what else is new? Let me know if I should make a second part even I’m invested here.)

Raya made a vow last year to never touch alcohol again. It was during the first day of the week long celebration officially reuniting Kumandra and she went to town with the rice wine. She never really allowed herself the luxury of drinking while on the run. After all, who knows what could happen to her when she’s not completely alert all times? It was like begging for the Druun or any other threat to finish her off without a fight.

So, Raya decided to let loose. According to the witnesses around her, she went a touch overboard. As in, she climbed on tables and demanded people to fight her. Not to mention the killer headache she had the next morning. The Heart princess had absolutely no recollection of the night before. Safe to say, it was the first and last time she got drunk. She wasn’t a huge fan of the taste anyways.

Despite this, she still has plenty of fun during events with rice wine as she had the ability to witness the stupidity of drunk people. Safe to say, Raya has ways to entertain herself without any liquid courage.

Raya bit back her laughter at seeing two drunk men try to dance and completely stumble over each other. The party is in honor of Fang finally finishing their quest of expansion and loads of people came to the party. Naturally, as the princess of Heart, Raya was expected to attend.

Not like she would have refused, anyways. Though Raya would never admit it out loud, she had been aching to find an excuse to see Namaari. Because, uh, she’s just so glad they’re friends now?

Yeah, that’s the reason she continues to tell herself.

“Princess Raya? Would it be alright if I ask a small favor of you?” General Atitaya asked her, effectively snapping the princess out of her thoughts.

“Of course! What can I do for you?” Raya responded.

“I know this is a lot to ask of you, but can you watch over Princess Namaari and make sure she gets to her room safely? I would, but I’m already on Chief Virana watch and I’ll be honest, I don’t have the inner strength to chaperone both of them,” Atitaya sighed.

“No problem! I’ve been kind of keeping an eye on her all night anyway,” Raya laughed. She realized what she said and how it could be interpreted. A blush quickly overtook her face as she tried to clarify the situation. “Not in like, a creepy stalker way though. Just a friendly, worried kind of way. No other intentions here! I’ll go walk away now!”

Toi, Raya is such an idiot. She didn’t even drink, so she has no excuse to act like a total weirdo. The Heart princess began speed walking in order to escape the utter embarrassment she was starting to feel.

“They’re perfect for each other,” Atitaya mumbled as she walked off to supervise the chief of Fang, unbeknownst to Raya.

“I need to learn to keep my mouth shut,” Raya huffed quietly as she found her dear friend, Princess Namaari of Fang.

It always amazes Raya how genuinely stunning Namaari is. The first time the Fang princess gave her a sincere smile, she felt like she was having a heart attack. It’s a memory that is still ingrained in Raya’s brain to this day. Alright, time to act like a responsible adult and make sure Namaari doesn’t do anything crazy.

“Hey, dep la! What’s up?” Raya asked casually as she took a seat next to the other princess.

Namaari glanced at her with a confused look in her eyes before her entire face immediately brightened seeing her. Raya had to bite back a squeak of surprise when Namaari laughed and hugged her tightly.

“Raya! There you are! I haven’t seen you in forever! Where have you been?” Namaari loudly asked.

The Heart princess giggled and shook her head. The poor woman is absolutely hammered considering the fact that Namaari had seen Raya a mere thirty minutes ago. Raya has dealt with enough of intoxicated Namaari to know that when she acts that giddy, she is not going to remember a damn thing in the morning.

“Oh, just hanging around. How are you feeling?” Raya asked.

“Amazing! Did you know that dragons are real?” Namaari asked in a whisper, like it was some amazing secret.

After many months of being one of the only sober people in a room full of those that are intoxicated, she’s learned that’s it’s best to just go along with whatever the drunk person is saying.

“You don’t say?” Raya laughed in pure amusement. She’s so making fun of Namaari the second she sobers up.

“Yeah! I just saw the Sisudatu! Can you believe that?” Namaari grinned, acting like an excited child. It was adorable as she reminded Raya of their dragon nerd phase they had as kids that they never really grew out of.

“She’s pretty cool, isn’t she?” Raya said before shivering slightly as the breeze picked up. The Heart princess probably should have worn her cloak.

Namaari frowned like Raya shaking was the worst thing to ever happen since the Druun and quickly wrapped her arms around the Heart princess. Since the Fang woman had a much larger muscle mass than she did, Raya was quickly encased in complete warmth.

“Honestly, it’s a miracle that you survived so long by yourself. See, this is why I have to take care of you,” Namaari huffed, pulling Raya in so close that she was basically sitting on the other girls lap. Well that’s an adjustment.

Raya internally sighed to remind herself that Namaari has no clue what she’s saying. Her friend is so intoxicated that she would probably mistaken an ongi for a mango. The Heart princess made a mental note to not take anything Namaari says tonight to heart. Not like she meant any of it anyways.

“I’ll have you know I am very self sufficient. This was just a minor setback,” Raya argued, because that’s what she does best. Argue with Namaari.

“You’re ridiculous, Raya,” Namaari told her plainly.

“Your face is ridiculous, Namaari,” Raya smirked, watching the Fang princess narrow her eyes.

“How could you say such a thing to me? I thought you loved me,” Namaari pouted.

Well shit, who told her?

“Of course I do! I was just messing with you,” Raya said rather awkwardly. Might as well play along to keep the peace.

“You know how you can make it up to me?” Namaari asked, leaning in close to the Heart woman’s face.

“Uh, how?” Raya asked, like a dumbass. Because at this point, that’s what she is. A dumbass.

“Dance with me!” the Fang warrior cheered. She proceeded to spring up from her seat with Raya desperately trying to gain some kind of balance.

“Okay, so I can see that it is bedtime for you, dep la,” the Heart woman sighed as she finally found it within herself to stand up right.

Raya knew perfectly well that Namaari hated dancing to the point where it’s actually comical. Her mother tried forcing Namaari onto a dance floor a couple months back and the Fang princess was basically hissing at her like one of her serlots. Raya had laughed until Chief Virana suggested she join them. Yeah, she had to run from that one.

“What? But I’m not tired yet!” Namaari whined like a child. Ugh, now Raya understood why Atitaya couldn’t handle her.

“I’ll strike you a deal, undercut. Come to your room with me-,” Raya began before Namaari practically latched onto her arm.

“Deal,” the Fang princess said, dragging Raya away.

Well that was easy!

“Uh, your room is the other way,” Raya told her.

“Right!” Namaari exclaimed, going in a different direction that still wasn’t the path they needed to take.

“Let me stop you right there. I’m navigating tonight,” Raya chuckled, tugging on the other woman’s sleeve to guide her in the right direction.

The two princesses walked in silence from that point on which left the Heart woman to revel in her thoughts. No good ever came of that if Raya is totally honest.

Out of nowhere, Namaari shook off Raya’s hand that was holding her sleeve and interlaced their fingers instead. The Heart princess looked back to find Namaari staring at their intertwined hands with satisfaction written all over her face. Kind of romantic, not going to lie.

Get a grip, Raya! Stay focused, you’re just getting her to her room and that’s it! The Heart woman took in a deep breath to compose herself and walked slightly faster than before. Though, she didn’t break free of Namaari’s hand holding.

“Here we are!” Raya said with relief once they found the door to Namaari’s room. Victory at last!

“Good, my feet are aching,” Namaari yawned. Raya smiled, ready to be released from the other woman’s grasp so that she could find her own room, but that is not what happened next.

Instead, Raya was pulled into the room with Namaari. This still doesn’t mean anything because the Fang warrior is drunk. She probably just needed to be reminded that Raya has to leave.

“Hey, dep la? This has been fun but I need to start heading back to my room,” Raya said. Namaari went from content to being on the verge of tears in two seconds flat. Apparently she did not receive the news well.

“Why can’t you stay?” Namaari whimpered, making Raya feel the biggest binturi in all the lands for even suggesting leaving.

“Because I need to rest. I’ll see you in the morning,” the Heart princess said as gently as possible.

“Sleep with me instead,” Namaari offered (demanded). Now Raya needs to explain why that’s not happening.

“I can’t, you need to sleep peacefully. The only way you can do that is for me to go,” Raya tried. Again, the news was not received well.

“I don’t want to sleep peacefully, then,” the Fang princess retorted. Raya huffed and tried thinking of some other solution that would hopefully satisfy her.

“Is there anything you need help doing before going to bed so that we can spend a bit more time together?” Raya asked hopefully.

“Well, I’m probably going to need help taking my makeup off,” Namaari sniffed causing Raya to smile. She can definitely work with that!

“Perfect! You can change into your pajamas and I’ll get a washcloth ready to wipe your makeup off!” the Heart woman cheered.

“You can stay here while I change, you know. I’m not shy,” Namaari said and Raya just knew that little binturi was smirking.

“Uh, I’m going into the bathroom now! Come in when you’re fully clothed!” Raya managed to squeak out as she hastily threw herself into the bathroom connected to Namaari’s room.

She’s so thankful none of the candles are lit since Raya can feel her cheeks burning from embarrassment. Even when she’s drunk, Namaari is excellent in getting a rise out of her. The Heart princess should probably work on that.

In order to distract herself, she grabbed one of the little washcloths from under the sink and turned on the sink to wait for the to become lukewarm. Raya just needs to wipe the make up off and go to her own bed. That’s only two things! Shouldn’t be so hard, right?

“I’m ready!” Namaari sang from the other side of the door.

“Are you fully dressed?” Raya asked skeptically. Never thought she’d need to ask that question, but hey, life is full of surprises.

“Yes, now open the door! I want to see you!” Namaari huffed, causing Raya to roll her eyes even though she did open the door for her.

Thankfully, the Fang princess was not lying when she said she was fully clothed. Just a simple white tank top and pair of dark grey flowy pants. Raya is kind of jealous. She’s still in her rather itchy teal áo dài her ba forced her into. She can’t wait to change.

“Go sit on that stool, I need to grab a couple candles. I can hardly see you,” Raya told her as she went to Namaari’s night stand to find what she needed.

“I don’t need to see you to know you look beautiful,” Namaari said casually.

Alright, so Namaari’s a flirty drunk. Good to know. Raya is so pawning her off to Atitaya next time. She’d gladly deal with whatever Chief Virana had to offer over this.

The Heart princess took three candles and some matches from underneath the nightstand before circling back to the bathroom where the clingiest princess ever was waiting for her.

Raya put all three candles on the window sill right beside them and lit one of the matches. She was able to light all candles with only one match so she tossed it in the trash. The Heart princess walked to the sink where the washcloth was discarded when Namaari spoke up.

“I knew it,” the Fang warrior said with a fond smile.

“Knew what?” Raya asked with a raised eyebrow.

“You do look beautiful. Only now I can actually see it,” Namaari giggled.

Raya closed her eyes and counted to ten in her head to reel herself in. Now’s not the time to be a giddy teenage girl. The Heart woman just needs to help her friend and then wallow in her self pity in the comfort of her own room.

“Well you’re certainly extra nice tonight. Maybe I should have you drink more often if you’re going to shower me with compliments,” Raya joked in hopes of ignoring her heart thumping in her chest.

“I always compliment you. You just never seem to pay attention,” Namaari shrugged.

That tone of voice sounded a bit different. Almost heavier, more melancholy. It did catch Raya by surprise because from what she’s seen, Namaari’s a pretty happy drunk. She knew that even before tonight. It kind of made the Heart woman think the other woman is a tad more sober than she thought.

Raya bit her lip in thought but ultimately decided not to address it. Namaari probably has her memories messed up. Raya was very quickly pulled out of her thoughts when Namaari reached forward and swiped her thumb over Raya’s lower lip that was still under her teeth.

“You have no idea how many times I’ve had to stop myself from kissing you when you bite your lip. Once you stop biting your lip it gets all puffy and I always wondered what it would be like to be the cause of that,” Namaari calmly stated.

Why. Why would she do this.

Oh right, because the Fang princess doesn’t have any idea what she’s talking about. Raya’s not babysitting drunk Namaari ever again. She does not care how bad it gets for Atitaya because this is actually ruining Raya’s health.

“Oh boy! You are truly intoxicated so why don’t you let me just,” Raya spat out before picking up the washcloth and all but slamming it over the Fang woman’s lips.

Namaari can’t fluster her if she can’t talk! Hah! Take that!

As the Heart princess began wiping off Namaari’s lipstick, naturally she started thinking about kissing her. The lipstick left the Fang warriors mouth a very pretty shade of pink and it began consuming all of Raya’s thoughts.

Ultimately, Raya decided to ignore the lips and go for her forehead instead. Raya would never take advantage of anyone while they were drunk or otherwise and she’d die before even considering doing it to Namaari. She just needs to get this done faster.

“Close your eyes, I need to clean up the eyeliner,” Raya whispered, feeling the need to keep conversation quiet.

“Shame, I enjoy seeing you blush. Red is my favorite color on you,” Namaari stated once again like it was no big deal and did as told.

Raya openly gawked at her for a couple seconds before shaking it off and gently pressing the washcloth to Namaari’s eyelid. The Fang warrior isn’t herself. There’s no way her words are sincere. Raya internally repeated those two sentences like a mantra until finally Namaari’s face was completely make up free.

After taking a good look at her, the Heart princess was taken aback at how soft her friend looked. Namaari was still beautiful, of course, but she never realized how sharp her make up was. The precise winged liner and dark colored lipstick makes her look like someone no one in their right mind would mess with. Now she just kind of looks like someone that should be swaddled in a blanket with a warm cup of tea.

“Okay, task completed. Let’s get you to bed,” Raya said as she tossed the now dirty washcloth in the bin next to the sink.

In just a couple minutes, she gets to curl up in bed and emotionally evaluate her entire night. Hang in there, Raya. Almost to the finish line.

“I’m still not tired,” Namaari weakly argued. Raya could literally hear the exhaustion in the Fang princess’s voice. It wouldn’t be long now.

“I’m sure you’re just bursting with energy but lay down on the bed anyways,” Raya scoffed.

Then she realized the Fang woman wasn’t following her path from the bathroom to the bed. Raya sighed loudly and turned to face her with crossed arms.

“What is it now?” the Heart woman couldn’t help but snap. Raya’s at the point where she’s being mentally drained from acting like Namaari’s words don’t affect her. Plus, in general she’s getting irritated.

“You’re doing again. You’re purposefully ignoring any compliment I say. It’s a reoccurring pattern,” Namaari said, sounding equally as irritated as Raya did.

“Okay, look. Namaari, you’re drunk. You don’t know what you’re saying right now nor do you mean it. This will all be solved when you sleep off the alcohol. Just walk the few steps it takes to get from the bathroom to your bed and we can both work on forgetting this!” Raya yelled.

It seems that Namaari decided that she would never let Raya forget this. Because in that moment, the Fang warrior kissed her right on the lips with absolutely no warning.

Raya gasped but it was muffled by Namaari’s lips pushed against her own. Instantly, the Heart woman knew she to pull away. No matter how often she dreamed of this moment or how soft Namaari’s lips were, she just can’t allow this to continue when the Fang princess isn’t in her right mind.

It took all of the Raya’s inner strength to hold out her hands and push Namaari away, but damn it all she did it. When Raya got a good look at the other woman’s face, confusion and hurt was painted all over it.

“Why did you push me away? I love you, and I thought you loved me too,” Namaari muttered, hanging her head in shame.

And now Raya feels horrible. She began explaining to Namaari what was happening in a way that hopefully made sense to her hazy mind. Raya can’t stand seeing that look on Namaari’s face.

“Hey, don’t feel bad. It’s okay. It’s like I told you before. You’re wasted right now and have no clue what you’re doing. You don’t want to kiss me, and you certainly don’t love me. Just go to bed and this will all be over,” Raya said as kind as she possibly could. As much as it hurt to say it all out loud, it was true and Namaari needed to hear it.

“That’s not true, I do love you. I have for years, but you never felt the same. I never stopped thinking about you, dep la. Even though we hadn’t gotten to spend much tine together before the Druun came, I missed you more than anything while you were gone,” the Fang warrior whispered.

“Oh toi, Namaari. You...you would kill yourself before even thinking of saying any of this to me sober,” Raya snorted. She honestly doesn’t know whether she should laugh or cry at this point.

“See, you did the thing again! Where I try to tell you how I feel, you brush me off! It’s been going on for months, Raya! You dismiss everything I’m saying for...for...I don’t even know why!” Namaari exclaimed in a frustrated manner.

“Oh for the love of- just get in the damn bed already!” the Heart princess hissed.

Raya doesn’t even know why she’s so pissed off about the Fang princess is saying, but she is! Ugh! Drunk Namaari is a damn nightmare!

Namaari huffed and glared at her before she decided to cooperate at long last. Raya let out a sigh of pure relief and patiently waited for the other woman to make her little walk to the bed. The Fang warrior threw off the covers, crawled right in, and yanked them right back over.

“Goodnight. Don’t do anything stupid,” Raya scowled as she started heading to the bathroom to blow out the candles.

“I don’t understand why you don’t like it when I’m being nice. You certainly didn’t like it when I was mean either. What do I have to do to get you to like being around me?” Namaari hopelessly mumbled into the pillow.

Raya froze and turned back to see how sad Namaari looked. The Heart princess sighed when found herself actually tearing up at the comment. She quickly wiped her eyes to walk over to where the Fang princess lay and put a comforting hand on Namaari’s exposed arm.

“Oh, don’t get me wrong. I appreciate everything you’ve said to me tonight. I think that you’re very sweet, I just wish you were sober,” Raya sadly told her. She cleared her throat and moved to stand back up again before the Fang woman reached out and grabbed her wrist.

“Can you just stay with me tonight? Please? At least until I fall asleep?” Namaari asked sheepishly.

Raya internally debated the idea for a couple seconds before she relented. She had definitely gotten too harsh with Namaari at the end and felt pretty bad about it, so might as well grant her this little request. Good thing there’s no way she’d remember it in the morning.

“Alright, scooch over, I’ll lay on top of the blanket,” Raya said, smiling a bit when Namaari beamed up at her shimmied to the side to make room for her.

The Heart princess sighed in pure bliss when she allowed her muscles to relax on the bed. Even laying on the covers is so comfortable. What do they use for the beds? She’d ask someone about it later.

A strong arm poked out from beneath the covers and wrapped around her waist, pulling Raya closer to the woman that’s been tormenting her all night.

“You know, you’re very clingy princess,” Raya yawned.

“And you’re a very rude princess. Now silence, I thought I was supposed to be going to sleep,” Namaari murmured, nuzzling her face into Raya’s shoulder.

Okay, this is fine. She’s just getting a little cuddly, no biggie. Just need ignore the blush and erratic heart beat that’s popped up for like the twentieth time that night. Now Raya is playing the waiting game until Namaari passes out for good.

Within about ten minutes, the Fang woman’s breathing pattern had changed to show she was certainly asleep. Raya slowly sat up to roll out of bed but was stopped when she felt the arm still wrapped around her. The Heart princes furrowed her brows and tried to move for a second time but once again felt Namaari’s arm tighten around her.

Shit.

After everything Raya has endured tonight, she has to deal with this. She looked up at the ceiling hopelessly while she tried thinking of what to do from here.

Option one is manage to continue to fight against Namaari’s arm which would inevitably wake her up and Raya didn’t know if she had the mental capacity to deal with Namaari’s wasted ass for a second time. Option two is to accept defeat by sleeping right where she was.

Raya scrunched her nose in thought and ended up with going for option two. The Heart princess will just tell her friend that she was responsible for getting Namaari to her room safely and she happened to fall asleep. They’ve had sleep overs before so it wouldn’t be weird. It’s not like either of their clothes were off so the Fang woman wouldn’t be panicked or anything. There’s also the fact that Raya is laying on top of the blankets. That should be enough to deter any worries Namaari may have when she wakes up.

With that thought in mind, the Heart woman closed her eyes and waited for sleep to take her away. Physically, she was exhausted but her mind was a whole other story. She’s admittedly pretty jealous of the fact that sleep came so easily to Namaari and that the Fang woman would have no memory of this night.

With any luck, Raya will also wake up the next morning and forget this ever happened.

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sunghun · 3 years

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enhypen pranking you

requested; yes!

warnings; some cursing??

note; help i feel like this took forever to write 😭 and i literally have no excuses other than procrastination and the fact that i couldn’t think of pranks for like half the boys. hopefully my next post won’t take as long...

unedited so apologies for any mistakes/typos!!

희승 | heeseung;

okay i feel like heeseung would be the guy to go on reddit and be like “how can i prank my s/o without making them cry or get angry”

will absolutely research until he finds the perfect prank

he decides on the one where you wipe off your s/o’s kisses bc like

that’s a relatively harmless prank right??

if only he knew

so later that day when you two meet up you give him a kiss on the cheek like always

and he just . wipes it off

you can tell he’s kinda trying to be discreet about it

and at first you’re kinda confused by it

but then figured maybe you accidentally put too much chapstick on and left some on his cheek

bc you know. that can happen

but then throughout the day he just?? keeps wiping them off???

eventually you can’t take it anymore

“alright lee heeseung what the fuck is your problem”

immediately he knows he’s screwed up

like you used his government name and everything

“i might’ve been.....idk.....pranking you. or something.”

“😐😐😐”

never tries anything like that again

who knew you could be so scary?

제이 | jay;

okay it took me like 8 years to think of a prank jay would do

but i feel like he might try the “pretending to talk bad about my s/o in another language” thing

like one day when you and him were just having a casual little date

he gets a ‘phone call’

and he’s just like “hey babe do u mind if i take this? sunghoon said he needed to talk about smth”

“ofc baby go ahead 🤗”

and so it begins

the first time you didn’t even realize he said your name

so the next time he like . overemphasized it

and yeah it got your attention it also made you suspicious as hell

his first mistake

you looked at him questioningly thinking that maaaaybe you were being dramatic and he was just trying to get ur attention

but he just ignored you and kept talking

and you kept hearing your name Very clearly

and you can see jay discreetly glancing at you to see your reaction

which just confirms that it’s a prank

and you’re pretty sure you know which one he was trying to do

so after like ten minutes with absolute no reaction from you

jay finally hangs up

and you’re just like “did u have fun pretending to trash-talk about me to sunghoon?”

he just freezes for a second

bc damn he did not expect you to figure it out that quick

but then he just wraps his arm around ur shoulders and grins

“typical y/n. sucking the fun out of everything.”

you’re about to protest

but then he gives you a very sweet kiss

so all is forgiven ❤️

for now

제이크 | jake;

i’m sure we’ve all seen those videos of someone calling their significant other by their name instead of a pet-name or smth

so naturally jake decided to try it on you

bc. ya know.

he only ever calls you cutsey nicknames and shit

his friends like to tease him abt forgetting your name because like. literally he never calls you by it.

but it’s okay because you never call him by his either

bUT anyways

one day when you two were just chilling at your place watching movies and stuff

and you were in the kitchen making some popcorn

so he just goes for it

“hey Y/N can you bring me some water?”

he has to stop himself from losing it at the way you just freeze

“i didn’t know we were back on that level, JAEYUN.”

oh shit

is literally the 😦 emoji

was not expecting the uno reverse card

makes up for it as soon as you sit back down

kisses all over your face and calls you the most ridiculous names.

“i’m sorry my lovely sugarbear, sweetie-pie, pumpkin, baby boo.”

he’s just lucky you didn’t bring him a glass of ice and tell him to wait <3

성훈 | sunghoon;

recently, you got a box from ur mom that was full of all your favorite snacks that you couldn’t get in korea

and you were like . so excited

which is why sunghoon, your lovely but slightly evil boyfriend

decided to play a prank on you

you had been gushing to him about how excited you were to have some of them when you got home from work/classes

and so he decided to hide them

later when you went to get them you almost had a heart attack when you couldn’t find them

“hey babe have seen those snacks my mom sent?”

“oh you mean those odd looking ones? yeah the guys came over earlier and we kinda finished them off. sorry hon.”

now

sunghoon was absolutely ready for you to get mad

he was prepared for shouting and maybe even having a pillow thrown his way

what he was not prepared for was your face falling and tears to start welling up in your eyes

“o-oh. okay.”

“wait y/n-“

but you had already started crying

which might seem like an overreaction but like

you’d had a really shitty day

and looking forward to those snacks and cuddling with your boyfriend was the only thing keeping you going

and you just couldn’t help it :(

“y/n, baby i’m sorry please stop crying.”

runs as fast as he can to where he hid them and brings them back to you

“look, see? i was just pranking you.”

promises that he won’t ever do something like that again

bc he hates seeing you cry :/

선우 | sunoo;

it took me so long to think of a prank sunoo would do 😭

but after some careful consideration

i think he would do smth like give you really salty cookies just to see how you react

like are you gonna tell him they’re awful in a nice way or will you just tell him straight up that they taste like crap??

is so obvious about it tho

“hey y/n wanna try these cookies i made with love just for you~?”

watches your reaction very closely when you take the first bite

he can tell that you’re trying so hard not to make a face

“wow, babe. these are uh, really good. thank you so much!”

wait what

are you.....trying to spare his feelings???

“are you sure? they’re not too salty or anything?”

“nope! i love them!”

did you just take another bite???

this time you can’t hide the grimace quite as well tho 😭

at his blank look you try to take another bite

but he stops you before you can poison yourself anymore

“babe you weren’t supposed to pretend to like them i know they’re awful ��‍♂️”

is very touched that you would eat a cookie that is like half salt just for him <3

정원 | jungwon;

okay don’t @ me but i feel like jungwon would just like . try to ignore you

like he saw someone on youtube doing it and their s/o was being super affectionate and cute trying to get their attention

and he’s just like.....😏 hmm.....

so he tries it out the next time you come over to his place

and you’re just . so confused??

bc aside from him opening the door to let you in

your usually sweet and cuddly boyfriend is acting like you’re not even here??

you start trying to get his attention with snuggles and cheek kisses and bringing him something to eat/drink

but the boy won’t budge

and now you’re paranoid

did you do something wrong??

is he really upset????

finally you can’t take it

and you come up to him a little watery eyed

“i don’t know what i did, but i’m sorry. i’ll try not to do it again.”

literally breaks his heart in two 💔

immediately apologizes and tells you that it’s a prank

and then cuddles you the rest of the night without letting go <3

니키 | niki;

one day while watching random youtube videos

niki got the stupid brilliant idea to pretend that he was gonna break up with you

of course he had to wait for the right timing and whatnot

and that seemed to be just a few days later

the two of you planned to play video games and watch some movies

and that seemed like the perfect time to do it

so a few minutes after he got to your place

and you two had just sat down on the sofa

he turned to you all serious and said

“y/n. i hate to do it like this, but i can’t keep it in any longer. i think we should break up.”

“oh thank God.”

wait what

why did you sound.....relieved???

“wh-what?

“yeah i was actually planning on breaking up with you, but you beat me to it! nice one, bro.”

niki frowns

“y/n this isn’t funny.”

“oh but it would’ve been funny if you did it to me?”

yeah turns out jake found out about his little prank and tipped you off

omg but once niki realizes that you’re not actually dumping him he just kinda.....crushes you into a hug

“i’m so sorry you’re right it isn’t funny please don’t leave me.”

the rest of the day is spent much more calmly after you two vow to only play harmless pranks on each other.

#enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #enhypen x gender neutral reader #enhypen reactions #enhypen x reader #enhypen fanfiction #enhypen x you

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infernalrevenge · 3 years

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Hello Hello 👋🏻

I would like to request (NSFW) the Dimitrescu Daughters getting dominated by Reader with a strap.

Just for Fun

Bela = Bed

Cassandra = Wall

Daniela = Sink

(But of course only if you‘re comfortable with it 🙈)

HELL YEAH ANON, I am more than happy to do this!

I'm guessing you want drabbles? I did all the sisters (hehehe) in this post, under the cut. (Also I'm sorry this took a while, I actually misunderstood the prompt and had to redo it though I had already finished the first two HAHAHA)

Reader shall be gender neutral, though they make use of a strap.

(NSFT text under the cut, 18+)

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Bela Dimitrescu

You pulled and pressed down on the last of the velcro for adjustment, looking down at the new toy attached between your legs. A pleased smile curled over your lips as you looked on at your girlfriend, who seemed... a little less enthusiastic.

"Is something wrong, love?" you asked in concern.

She looked down at the crumpled sheets, a sign of your earlier activities to prepare. "Just a little... nervous, I suppose."

You frowned slightly, not wanting her to worry. This was supposed to be fun for the two of you, after all. First times did tend to bring nerves though, no matter who you would do it with.

"I'll go slow, I promise. And if you want to stop, you can tell me," you assured her, cupping her cheek. Bela let out a shaky breath, but she nodded, seeming more sure this time.

She laid back down on the bed, her golden hair splayed around her like a halo as you spread her legs apart. Watching the way you licked your lips, that hunger in your eyes when your gaze locked onto hers -- it helped ease her worries somewhat. You only looked away for a moment to see where you were aiming, and once you started to move, you flicked back to her.

It felt much thicker than when she only had your fingers inside her, but it filled her so wonderfully at the same time. Her head pressed against the pillow, eyes closed as she savored the feeling of having you deep inside. She turned slightly to press a kiss to your palm, still on her cheek, and you took it as a good sign.

"You're doing wonderful, Bela. Such a good girl," you whispered. Every move drew a gasp from her lips, breath hitching slightly when she felt you speed up. All the while, you sung praises of how good she felt, how beautiful she looked laid out like this.

Your hands roamed over her bare chest, to her waist, then her hips, pulling her in to meet every thrust. She gripped the sheets underneath, nearly overwhelmed by the sensations before deciding it wasn't enough. She reached up for you without thinking, pulling you down just to feel your flushed body against hers. You responded in kind with kisses and suckles onto her neck, keeping a steady pace.

When she wrapped her legs around your waist, you couldn't help but smile. "Faster?" you asked. She could only nod to reply, words lost in a haze.

Her groans echoed in the chamber, mixing with the slapping of skin as she started to gush around you. All she could moan out was your name, and it was a hell of a drug to keep you going.

Everything making her tingle was building up in her core, toes curling and muscles tensing with her mind filled with want for you and only you. Until finally, finally -- her thighs pressed against your sides to keep you still as she was rocked with pleasure, shaking from the waves of an orgasm. She seemed almost dazed when you pulled back and saw her face, prompting a kiss to her forehead.

"I'll take it this means we can do this again some time?" you teased, just about to slip out before she crossed her legs over your waist once more.

"Again," was all she said, looking up at you pleadingly.

You weren't about to say no.

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Cassandra Dimitrescu

"You always carry that with you then?" the brunette said with a laugh, running her hand over the length of the strap on.

"Just in case. Knowing you, you could hardly wait 'til we get to a bed," you replied, leading her against a wall. She had essentially seduced you away from your work to a secluded room in the castle, where hopefully no one would disturb you.

Cassandra planted her hands in front of her, looking over her shoulder to see you rubbing the length of the toy between her ass. She bit down on her bottom lip, pushing her hips back impatiently.

"Ah-ah-ah, what's the magic word?" you chided, a mischievous smirk curling on your lips.

She only growled in response, but you stood firm as the hand on her hip kept her still. You traced its tip along her wet folds, making her stiffen and shiver in anticipation. You weren't going to just let her have this, not after the trouble you might wind up in for letting her whisk you away in the first place. She was going to earn it.

"Well?"

A soft hum passed as if she thought it over, glaring up at you.

"Put it inside me now... please." She had whispered the last word, but you supposed that should do for now. You couldn't wait too long either.

You eagerly pushed into her, watching her mouth drop open at the sudden intrusion -- one that was entirely welcome. She clawed onto the wallpaper, digging her nails with every thrust that resulted in that beautiful friction. Your hips rolled into hers, searching for that spot that would have her seeing stars, and you knew you found it from the way she arched her back and moaned out your name. By Mother Miranda, you wanted to hear it again.

Cassandra could feel her legs cramping from under her, but the pain only melded with the pleasure of being pounded into. You pulled her face toward you and sealed her lips with yours, swallowing the sounds spilling out of her as you kept up a punishing pace. The heat inside her was ready to burst, chasing the feeling with every rock of her hips to meet yours. When you broke off to catch a breath and locked eyes with her, your gaze dark with lust -- it was enough to push her over the edge.

She gushed around you, resting her cheek on the cold wall and shaking as you rode her through her orgasm. But you wouldn't slow down, catching her by surprise when you reached down between her legs.

"Might as well... make the most of this... right?" you panted, seeing her golden eyes roll back and jaw go slack, getting lost in the overload of sensation. Your other arm wrapped around her torso, chest pressed against her back as you leaned into every thrust.

She was still so sensitive from her first orgasm that a second one wasn't too far behind. Her clit throbbed under your fingers as you rubbed circles and she was unable to help herself from grinding into it, ragged shocks of pleasure running through her. Goosebumps littered her skin before she burst once again and cried out your name, head lolling back onto your shoulder as you pressed deep inside her.

You gently caressed her legs as she started to come down from the high, hearing her whimper as you slipped out. Your fingers traced along her quivering inner thigh, collecting some of her slick before bringing them up to your lips for a taste. She barely managed to catch the erotic sight as she turned her body towards yours.

"Want me to help you clean up?" you whispered, resting your forehead on hers.

She responded with a soft kiss, and an even softer "Please" before you got down on your knees.

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Daniela Dimitrescu

The redhead's giggles bounced off the bathroom walls, her legs wrapped around your waist as you set her down on the edge of the sink.

"You really couldn't wait until I finished showering?" you teased, watching her dangle the toy by its strap.

"You were gonna get dirty again anyway, you can finish later," she replied with a playful pout. As much of a brat your lover could be, it's not like you could deny her, especially when it came to such desires. It didn't take long for you to get ready, adjusting as quickly as you could while keeping your focus on the hungry look on Daniela's face.

You pushed her dress up to her waist, smirking as you felt up her bare legs and ass, noting her lack of underwear. "Naughty girl."

She wrapped her arms around your neck, pulling you closer. "I just like to come prepared."

Lining yourself up to her entrance, you heard a small gasp as you slid inside. Her fingers curled around you, looking up with half-lidded eyes as you rested your forehead on hers, moving ever so slowly. She should've known you'd be a tease, as she deserved for interrupting you. "Please," she whimpered when you paused, seated within her.

"Please what, baby?"

She groaned in frustration, "Please-- please fuck me already."

With pleasure. "Good girl."

You pulled back and thrust harder, her moans ringing in your ears. She pushed her hips forward to meet yours to push in deeper, the creak of the sink under her going ignored as the two of you got lost in the act. Her nails clawed at your back, muscles tensing as she left red marks which only encouraged you to go faster.

You reached down to press your thumb onto her clit and rubbed quick circles, groans of pleasure spilling from her lips as she desperately held onto you. "Fuck, Y/N!" Her legs tightened around your waist as she could feel her climax building.

Suddenly, you heard a loud crack, and Daniela dropped from her position. Luckily, your hands under her thighs managed to keep her from landing on the floor. What wasn't quite so lucky was the crooked sink that broke off its pipe, the two of you quickly getting soaked with water. Even when you moved away, stray lines still splattered onto you both, and it left you laughing at the irony. Maybe you were meant to finish your shower after all.

"When I wanted to get wet today, this was not what I had in mind," she remarked, shielding herself from the spray but to no avail.

"You were kind of due for a shower too anyway," you joked, earning you a slap on the shoulder.

She pursed her lips, holding onto you tight with the hard length still inside her. From the way she was shivering, you knew she was still recovering from earlier. One thrust forward got her to yelp, nails digging into your shoulder.

"Fuck!" She covered her mouth, looking down at you pleadingly, "Please let me finish, Y/N."

You raised an eyebrow at her, "Someone definitely heard that crash and is gonna come in any--"

"I don't care! Please, just let me come. I was so close already!" she whined, bouncing in your hold and biting her lip as she clenched around the toy. Not even a broken sink could kill the mood, you supposed. Besides, who else could make her feel this good?

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iwadori · 3 years

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Haikyu boys when they take a joke/prank too far (Iwaizumi,Daichi)

Word count: 1.9K

Genre:angst,fluff

AN: In the spirit of April Fools I tried to make my first work based on that I hope you enjoy!! (LOL I can’t actually believe this was the first thing I’ve ever written)

Iwaizumi:

“Okay so it’s April Fools Day who are we going to prank?” asked Makki “One of the first years?”

“Do we have to prank someone this year..” replied Iwaizumi “so childish”

“Iwa-Chan!” Oikawa said “Don’t be such a spoil sport.”

“Anyways, it can’t be a first year they’re boring to prank a first year coach will be mad at us, we need someone else.”

Just then, you enter the gym, catching their eye as you approach the group sitting on Iwaizumi’s lap “Hey babe, I can still come over to yours to study right?” you ask.

“Yeah of course, practice finishes early so I'll be there before you.” He said

“Alright, see you then bye babe, bye guys” you said, giving Iwaizumi a kiss on the cheek sauntering off and waving at Makki, Mattsun and Oikawa.

“bye Y/N!” They teasingly responded in unison making you laugh.

As they watched you leave, it seemed as if a lightbulb pinged off in all of their heads (besides Iwaizumi) realizing who would be a great person to prank.

After a lot of convincing, they finally got Iwaizumi in on the ‘harmless’ plan, all they needed to do now is wait on your arrival.

You’re finally done with school after a long and tiring day of exams upon exams and wanting nothing more than to cuddle with your boyfriend (after he teaches you Pythagoras theorem of course.) You did think he was acting weird when you met him this morning in the gym and throughout break and lunch but you just concluded that it was because he was having an ‘off’ day.

You reached his house and used a copy of his key that he gave you to enter we just enter houses up in this bitch calling out his name “Zumi-babe, I'm here...”

“Lets get this shit over with” you said tiredly

Upon entering, you notice none of the lights being on or curtains drawn ‘odd’ you think. You go upstairs going straight to his room hopefully to find your boyfriend in his bed or on his Xbox or something. To your surprise his bedroom door was somehow locked shut (even though not having a lock on his door anyways.) Suddenly, you hear creaks slowly trailing up the stairs and an eerie feeling surrounds you... now you start to feel pretty panicked jiggling the door handle to Iwaizumi’s door as it’s practically the only place you can go.

AN: I hate what I’m writing rn but onwards we right

The footsteps on the stairs start to quicken, and you almost certain that you felt something brush pass your shoulder only adding onto the panic and anxiety that you already feel. Ok, the footsteps on the stairs are basically right near you, so doing the only logical thing you can do you body slam the ‘person’ on the stairs as you motherfuckin should as tears fill your eyes and you pick up bag bolting through the front door, slamming it shut now in full tears and shakingly scared.

You look behind you and see Iwaizumi’s front door re-open and out comes the ‘iNFaMouS sEiJOh fOuR’ in tears... of laughter. It seems that the boys were in laughing fits that their prank ‘payed off’ getting a reaction out of you. You couldn’t see Iwaizumi’s reaction, but you didn’t care you were hurt, annoyed and wanting to get into your bed.

Once you get home, you decide to block your so called ‘friends’ who decided to make you scared shitless and ignored Iwaizumi’s messages asking “where were you today”.... the AUDACITY.

The next day, the boy’s seemed to realize the consequences of their actions after spending the whole day trying to get your attention only to be straight up ignored. Iwaizumi is immensely regretful after all his efforts to try talking to you were denied, he decided after his practice he was going to get you to talk to him or at least get you to listen to his apologies on what happened yesterday evening.

You left your clubroom and made your way to the school gate to go home.

“Y/N!” shouted Iwaizumi touching your shoulder making you flinch ‘wow did we really scare her that bad?”

“What do you want iwa?” You asked very agitated

“Y/N I just want to apologize for yesterday, since it was April fools day and all the boys really wanted to prank someone and I-it just happened to be-”

“It just happened to be me. Right?” you interrupted “Gosh Iwaizumi, I was really scared.. I already had a tiring day and all I wanted was my boyfriend to teach me the stupid Pythagoras Theorem and cuddle me afterwards, but no you and your friends just had to be dicks for a day” you turn around planning to walk away before he grabs you again

“Wait! Just wait y/n, im sorry and I wont ever prank you like that again” he pleaded

“.. and i’ll help you study?” he added pulling the sweetest face of all time to try and convince you

“ugh, fine stop pulling that face... and you better teach me Pythagoras Theorem” you said rolling your eyes

“yeah yeah whatever you say y/n” he said pulling you under his arm and walking in the direction of his house.

A/N: WOW I DID NOT like the way this turned out but its my first official thing that I wrote hopefully HOPEFULLY MY WORK IMPROVES (I THINK IT WILL) SO please join me on this ‘ride’ in improving my work

Daichi:

You decided this morning that you were NOT going to participate in your annual April Day Fool’s prank with Tanaka and Noya... only because of your not-so new boyfriend Daichi saying he didn’t need his teammates corrupting you any longer so you decided to not get involved. With that being said you wouldn’t even think of your boyfriend pulling a prank on you so you didn’t think you’re getting pranked today.

In the gym, the boys were doing the usual: Hinata and Kageyama running after eachother, Tanaka and Noya oogling Kiyoko, Tsukishima listening to music, Yama and Yachi going over club schedules whilst Daichi sat with Sugawara and Asahi.

“So are you pranking anyone today?” sugawara asked

“Pranking someone, isn’t that a bit too juvenile suga?” Asahi replied

“Not you silly, Daichi” said sugawara “With Y/N on his arm they always have to stay on eachothers toes right..she’s a ‘jokester’ right?”

“...right?” Daichi hadn’t thought of it that way, he did know of all your joking escapades before you even got together and how you still liked to joke around now as you date.. He didn’t want you to think that you thought he was too boring for you ?

“Ok. What type of prank should I pull on her..”

Daichi, Sugawara and Asahi (who didn’t really contribute to Suga’s scheming) made a plan for you to meet him at the gym locker with the claims that he had a ‘surprise’ for you .. oh how he was wrong.

Daichi: meet me at the gym locker I have something to show you

Y/N: Ok!! I’ll be there in 5 minutes

Daichi was nervous, and that was an understatement he didn’t want things to go left and have you thinking he couldn’t even do a simple prank. Once you got there, he saw heard you talking to Sugawara and Asahi outside the door about him wondering where he was in which Suga told you inside the locker room.

“Hey babe” you greeted “what's the occasion in why we’re in here?”

“I...uh..um I need to get something one second” Daichi spoke quickly and rushed out the room closing the door leaving you confused. Minutes passed, and you were now impatient and kinda scared since the room was dusty, dark and cold definitely not your place to be in. You tried texting Daichi but just your luck you have no service ://

As time went on you tried opening the door but it was jammed shut no hope opening at all you forgot you left your bag outside which of course had your inhaler which did not help the sudden shortness of breath you started to get because of your asthma and claustrophobia. All you wanted was to get out of this room and talk to … Daichi.

Daichi. How convenient that he manage to slip away before the door got closed hmm but he wouldn’t intentionally prank you after ALL the lectures he gave you about not doing pranks this year right?

You didn’t notice how you started to cry and whimper wanting to leave.

On the outside, Daichi heard your cries and ordered Sugawara and Asahi to find the key to immediately get you out which it seems to take a while because Daichi has now stopped hearing your tears making him gulp in fear thinking something bad has happened to you in there.

Sugawara comes to you handing Daichi the keys, his handing shaking as he tries to unlock the door when he eventually does he finds you passed out on the ground of the dusty storage room. Very cliché I know ://

You wake up in the Nurses Office a bit confused on how you got there until your eyes land upon Daichi, remembering how you locked you in the Storage room where you had an asthma attack and passed out. You turned your body away from Daichi not wanting to talk to him right now after the hypocrisy he did.

“Y/N.. Are you alright?” He asked

“Do I look alright?” You responded in a bored tone

“I am really sorry Y/N... I know what I said to you about not doing pranks this year but Sugawara roped me into this and I didn’t want you to think I was too boring for you so I thought doing this prank would make you see me in a different light” he said

“yeah i saw you in a different light alright” you sassed, you then realised what he said ‘too boring’ kind of feeling less mad and more sad that he feels this way “Dai, you’d never be to boring for me … you’re one of the most funness is that a word? guys I've ever met.”

“really?” he asked

“Of course! I’m kind of still mad at you for letting this happen but I do sort of understand why” you said giving him a hug.

You were eventually cleared to go home and as you left the clinic you saw Asahi and Sugawara standing at the door.

“Y/N WE’RE SORRY” they bowed to you waiting on your responses

You chuckled slightly at their cuteness and ruffled both of their hair “all is forgiven, just make sure there’s ‘pranks’ this year “

Which they agreed upon.

A/N: WOW I DID NOT like the way these turned out but its my first official thing that I wrote hopefully HOPEFULLY MY WORK IMPROVES (I THINK IT WILL) SO please join me on this ‘ride’ in improving my work. Feedback is VERY MUCH APPRECIATED and request too since I will literally write whatever...

I may do a part 2 … any particular characters people want?

#haikyuu x reader comfort #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu-fluff #haikyu angst #iwaizumi x reader #daichi sawamura #daichi x you #haikyu headcanons #haikyuu scenarios #iwaizumi x you #iwaizumi hajime #sugawara scenario #daichi scenario #signedwithane😌

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dollslayer · 3 years

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Charity Case

Bucky Barnes x Reader, College AU, enemies to lovers

Summary: You loathe Bucky Barnes and his cocky attitude but you find yourself doing him a favor. Is he really as insufferable as he seems?

W/C: 3,830

Warnings: Swearing, alcohol consumption, uhhh kissing, that's it!

A/N: Here it is! My entry for @sweeterthanthis Quote Me On It 6k challenge!! My quote was "Fuck me gently with a chainsaw. Do I look like Mother Theresa?" (in bold). I love the Heathers so I'm excited!! Hopefully I did this prompt justice. As always, if you liked it please reblog/comment! Cheers! I do not consent to my work being reposted/translated on any platform.

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Steve was running late again. You try not to chew your nails off in frustration but he’s definitely testing you. This is the third time in the last two weeks that he’s late to meet you. When he hasn’t been late he’s cancelled all together. Always with a half-ass apology of ‘Bucky needs me’. As if.

You’ve been friends with Steve since your freshman year creative writing class when the only open seat was next to him. Ever since that first day you two had been close. But not as close as him and Bucky. Childhood friends attending university together, thicker than thieves.

You always felt like Bucky was maybe a little jealous of the friendship you and Steve have. Maybe you’re a little jealous too but you’re almost positive Bucky is more jealous of you than you are of him but that’s beside the point. On top of his jealousy Bucky was just annoying. He had a girlfriend but he was always flirting with every girl he met, yourself included. Not to mention he was cocky as all hell.

Steve vouches for his character, swears that it’s all an act and he’s actually very sensitive underneath but you don’t buy it for a second. If you were his girlfriend you’d have dumped him a long time ago.

You don’t have time to dwell on your annoyance too much because Steve is rushing through the doors of the coffee shop. He looks around for you and when he finally finds you the look on his face is relieved. As he gets closer it’s clear that he’d been running to get to you in time. He’s sweaty and a little out of breath and if you weren’t so annoyed with him you’d have found it endearing that he ran here.

“There you are,” he huffs out, “I’m so sorry, I was with Bucky and I lost track of time.”

You purse your lips and hand him a napkin which he takes with a gracious nod before wiping the sweat from his brow. You hand him the iced coffee you’d ordered for him too. The ice is slightly melted from sitting there but he looks so refreshed to be drinking it.

“Figures” is all you say with a huff. If he hadn’t been doing it so often you would’ve been a little kinder about it but you were just irked.

“Seriously, I’m sorry. Nat just dumped him, he's been having a hard time” Steve explained.

“Is it because he flirts with anything that moves?” You scoff.

Steve scoffs in return “He does not! He’s just… outgoing. But no, they had their own problems.” You raise one eyebrow at him. “Okay the flirting had something to do with it but there’s a lot going on there.”

“Whatever, let’s just study for this exam while we can”.

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You and Steve spent the next two hours cramming for your midterm together. Things were going well and you’d nearly forgotten that you were mad at Steve in the first place. Nearly.

You were so deep into your notecards that you didn’t hear the door open behind you. A voice that could grate on only your nerves. A voice that if it didn’t belong to such a bastard, might even be kinda sexy. The voice breaks your focus completely when it calls out.

“Hey, Steve, are you done already or what? Oh hey, what’s up, beautiful?”

You set your notecards down on the table maybe a little harder than you should. You shoot Steve a glare because you thought it would just be the two of you. Really? You cut in before Steve can answer his friend.

“No, Bucky, he’s not. Can we help you?”

He smirks, giving you his full attention. He knows he has you now, knows you took the bait and he’s goaded you to the point of backtalk. He pulls up a chair to the table and wedges himself tightly between you and Steve. The sound of the chair legs scraping the floor as he scoots closer to you rings in your ears and makes you cringe. You look at Steve again only to find him avoiding your gaze.

“Well, sweetheart, me and Stevie boy here have plans later. Gonna do some gaming and order a pizza, really embracing the bachelor lifestyle.” He raised his eyebrows at this and you just rolled your eyes.

“Yeah, I heard Nat dumped your ass, actually, is that true?” You asked with a fake sweetness.

“Why, you interested?” He rebuffed.

You bristled at his quick response and muttered your annoyance under your breath. You chose not to respond. Instead you decided to address Steve.

“Steve, I didn’t realize that you had plans”

“Oh… yeah, loose plans…” He answered distractedly while pretending to be reading a text on his phone.

You decide to call it a day. You were getting seriously fed up with Steve’s passive behavior in all of this. Thankfully you didn’t have much to pack up, so once you slung your backpack over your shoulder you looked up at the pair to bid them goodnight.

“Well, Steve, this was… enlightening. Bucky, eat it. Goodnight fellas, have fun with your ‘bachelor lifestyle’” You said with air quotes. Turning on your heel you left before either could respond.

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You had left the coffee shop that evening pretty upset with Steve. Of course it’s fine for him to have other friends but lately it was like he only cared about Bucky and all of your plans took a backseat to theirs. You decided you weren’t going to be the one to text Steve first, since he was being a bad friend. He could be the one to initiate plans.

He did just that when he caught you in the hallway after your midterm a week later. He jogged up to you once again and tugged on your sleeve to get you to stop.

“Hey, how do you think you did? Bet those notecards paid off, right?” He half-joked. He looked sheepish. Nervous almost. You figured it was because of what happened last time you met.

“Yeah, Jesus Christ! I’ve never been so grateful for little pieces of paper.” You scoffed. You decided to keep it light between you. You were still upset with him but his tone leads you to believe he was gonna apologize.

“Right?” He laughs nervously, “So listen, I know I’ve been kind of a jerk lately… Maybe we could get something to eat at Nick’s?”

Nick’s was the local greasy spoon on campus and they had the best breakfast food you’d ever had. You eyed him suspiciously but accepted.

“Alright, but you’re buying. And there better not be any visitors!” You add as you bound down the hall ahead of him. He knows you mean Bucky and he’s not worried because Bucky won’t be showing up today. He’s more nervous about what he has to ask you.

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You’re sipping on pop as you play with your straw wrapper. You look up at Steve and notice he’s fidgeting a lot more than usual.

“What’s up? Why are you so twitchy?” You question him.

“Me? I’m not twitchy! I was just thinking that’s all” He quickly defends himself.

“Well that was the last midterm of the semester for both of us, I think it’s safe to say you can relax.”

“Yeah, guess you’re right.” Steve concedes quietly.

You and Steve eat in near silence, neither of you mind though because it’s comfortable. You worked on your hashbrowns when you looked up and noticed that Steve had barely touched his food. He was still fidgety, he looked nervous.

“Hey, you’ve hardly eaten anything, what’s the matter?”

He looks a little embarrassed, like he’s been caught. Or like he’s about to come clean about something.

“Look, I wanted to say sorry I know I haven’t been the best friend lately with everything going on with Bucky. He really is having a hard time since the breakup y’know… he’s lonely”

“Right” You laughed, “I’m sure he’s soo lonely.” You rolled your eyes and picked up your fork.

“No really, he just needed a friend to be there. I think he does need to get back out there though.”

“With how smooth he thinks he is, I'm sure he’ll have a date by the end of the night. I wouldn’t worry about it, Stevie.” You responded.

“I’m serious! As much of a player as he comes off he needs to be with someone he already knows. He’s actually really sensitive.” You interrupted with another laugh. There were many choice words you’d use to describe Bucky Barnes but ‘sensitive’ is not one of them.

“But anyway, I was...kinda hoping you’d do me a favor…” Steve trails off.

Based on the conversation you just had you’re cautious. You eye him warily but motion for him to continue.

“Well, like I said Buck’s having a hard time and he needs to get back out there but he doesn’t feel comfortable hooking up with a stranger. I was thinking maybe.. You guys should hang out?”

Steve refused to look at you as he finished the question. The look on your face was a look of confusion and shock.

“Fuck me gently with a chainsaw. Do I look like Mother Theresa?” you asked in disbelief. “I mean seriously, I’m nice but not that nice.”

“Look-”

“No!” You cut him off, “You know I can’t stand that prick. Also why would I want to put myself on the long list of women he’s probably tried to fuck? I don’t buy this whole ‘sensitive’ thing for a minute.”

“I’m serious, Nat kinda crushed his heart when she left. He acts cocky but it’s a front. I just think he needs to see someone to get it out of his system. You’ve got more in common than you think. Just hang out with him once. Don’t think of it like a date, just a really really big favor. Please?” Steve begged.

You pinched the bridge of your nose and sighed. “You. Owe. Me. So. Much”

“Really?” He asked hopefully.

“Really. But I’m not gonna bang him. Hard no on that” you said.

“Yeah, yeah of course! No problem! I’ll give Bucky your number!” He reached across the table and grabbed your hand. His hands were kidna clammy but you let him.

“Seriously, thank you. I know you think he’s some jerk but I promise he’s a good guy.” Steve adds, “A-and don’t think of it as like a date, even, y'know? I think honestly he could just use another friend. Think of how good it could be if we could all hang together some time?”

You shook your head and chuckled at his optimism while you stabbed another bite of your meal.

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‘What’s up, sweetface?’ Gross.

‘Okay, sorry. Hi, how are you?’ Better.

‘I’m alright, you?’

‘Good. Steve tells me you’re a huge trivia nerd. Wanna go to Sally’s tn?’

‘It’s a date’ Shit. Didn’t mean to say that. Fuck. Quick- say something that will deflect before he responds!

‘And since it’s a date you’re paying’ That’ll have to do.

‘Ugh fine. Here’s hoping you’re a cheap date at least. I’ll meet you there at 9’

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What do you wear for a date with someone that you despise? It’s just bar trivia so it’s nothing special but somehow the jeans and flannel you’ve been wearing all day don’t feel like they make the cut. You rip your closet apart trying to find something before you settle on black skinny jeans and your favorite sweater with some boots. Casual but not too casual.

You spend the whole walk there dreading the night ahead of you. Knowing that you wouldn’t even have Steve as a buffer between you made the whole evening seem daunting. At least you had trivia to distract you. You decide to give Bucky the benefit of the doubt tonight for Steve’s sake. You try to remember Steve’s insistence that Bucky’s a good guy and you have a lot in common. We’ll see about that.

When you arrive at the bar you find Bucky already waiting for you at a high-top table with two PBRs and a shot of brown liquid. Please don’t let that be whiskey. He sees you coming and smiles that damn-his-good-looks smile at you while patting the open chair next to him. The closer you get you even see that he got the whiteboard already for trivia.

“Please tell me that’s not Jameson or Fireball” you greet him.

He laughs a little and shakes his head. “Better - it’s Jack. Sorry, doll, but I already opened the tab. This is what we’re drinking” He nudges one of the shots closer to you and motions for you to pick it up. “Come on, we gotta start the night off right, bottoms up!”

Before you can gag at the thought of drinking whiskey you grab the glass and face him. You both knock your shots on the table before clinking them together and swallowing them in one go. You grimace at the taste and feel the warmth flow all the way down your throat. You quickly take a sip of your beer to rid yourself of the taste.

“Aww, you’re cute when you’re grossed out.” Bucky coos at you.

You’re embarrassed and annoyed but it goes away quickly.

“Shut up, Barnes”

You give him a light shove and he pretends like he’s about to fall off his stool, making you laugh. For someone that’s only ever annoyed you he’s doing a pretty bang-up job of being likeable when it’s just the two of you.

“You ready for me to carry you through some trivia?” You joked.

“Hey, now! I know...stuff” he concluded.

“Mmhmmm, I’m sure you do. Don’t worry, I’ll answer the questions and you just sit there and look pretty” you reach over to pat his face lightly with a wink.

Bucky grumbles before taking another sip of his beer.

You settle in for a long night when the host announces the first round is starting.

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You managed to steal the first round without breaking a sweat, second round was a little rocky until it came down to you and one other couple. You knew the third round would be tricky but the way Bucky was cheering you on you were determined. To no one’s surprise Bucky had been completely useless so far but to his credit he was trying. At least he was a supportive teammate.

Things were going well until the third round was announced: Old School Videogames. You didn’t know shit about old school videogames. Or regular videogames. The extent of your video game knowledge started and ended with Mario Kart.

When the third round was announced though Bucky hit the table in excitement and cheered.

“Woo! Fuck yeah!” He pats you on the shoulder, “I got this, don’t worry. I so fuckin’ got this!”

He was a few drinks deep but he was so confident and he was your only hope so you went with it. He looked like a little kid the way he was practically giddy.

“You had better! There’s some serious prize money riding on this round.” You said in warning.

“No, no. You don’t understand that I’ve GOT this. Your turn to look pretty, not that it’s gonna be all that hard for you, sweetface” Bucky grinned at you over his beer as he took another sip.

Your cheeks felt heated and you tried your best to hide it by taking another drink yourself. Bucky’s flirting has never worked until now. Must be the alcohol.

“Shut up, Barnes” you mumble.

“Y’keep saying that but what I really think you mean is ‘I love you, Bucky you’re so strong and handsome~’” He imitated in a high pitched feminine voice.

You shoved him for real and before you could say anything else the third round was starting.

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Bucky wasn’t kidding when he said he had this. He had won the round in a clean sweep and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t impressed. Who knew this man harbored so much videogame trivia? When the host handed you the prize money he just waggled his eyebrows as if to say See?

“I gotta hand it to you, Barnes, I had no idea you had that much videgame wisdom rolling around up there. The only videogame I ever play is Mariokart so I’d be toast without you.”

“Mariokart? That’s it?? No problem, doll. It was nice to contribute.” He chuckles at that.

You divvied the money up and handed him his half.

“Guess I’m not such a cheap date afterall, huh?”

He chuckled as he took his half from you.

“I’m gonna go pay the tab with our winnings, I’ll be back”

You picked up your phone while you waited for him to find some missed texts from Steve.

‘How’s it going?’ ‘Are you guys doing okay?’ ‘I haven’t heard anything so I’m assuming you haven’t killed each other. Have fun, text if you need a ride home.’

You almost rolled your eyes at Steve’s insistence but found yourself smiling instead. You’d text him back when you got home.

Bucky was walking up to you once more and you smiled at him slightly.

“You said you’re good at Mariokart?”

“I didn’t say I was good at Mariokart, I said that I played it. Why?”

“Well I was thinkin’ maybe we could go back to mine and I could whoop your butt”

You weren’t going to say yes but now he was goading you and you took the bait without hesitation.

“Oh, you’re on, Barnes. You’re so, so on.”

His smile grew wider when he heard your response. With that he placed his hand on your lower back and ushered you out of the bar.

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You played two tournament cups worth of Mariokart and Bucky had indeed whooped your butt. You don’t know why you were surprised, with how much gaming he and Steve do it’s no surprise he’s a natural. You still had fun though. Just when you were about to propose a third round Bucky got up and headed to the kitchen without a word.

He came back with two glasses of water and handed you one. He sat down on the floor next to you and you set down your controller.

“Here, drink up.”

You were taken aback a bit by the kind gesture but accepted the glass just the same.

“Thank you, I might regret saying this but, you’re not so bad when you’re not being insufferable, Barnes”. You told him

He smiled and shook his head as he drank his water.

“Thanks, I guess”

“How come you can’t be like this all the time? When it’s just the two of us you’re so kind and you’re even… I don’t know, funny maybe. Why do you get all cocky whenever else I see you?”

He looked down into his glass at your comment and you watched his brows crease in thought.

“I don’t know, it just sort of… happens, whenever I’m around other people I don’t know that well. I don’t mean to be a dick or anything but it’s like I can’t help myself. People expect me to be a certain way and I can’t help but fall into it sometimes. Nat hated that about me, it’s part of the reason why she dumped me, actually”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know that. And I’m sorry about the breakup, too. I know you guys were together for a while.” Bucky only shrugged at this and downed the rest of his water.

“It is what it is. I’m ready to be over it, I’m getting there slowly but surely. I gotta say, you’re not so bad either when you’re not getting all defensive and in my face. You’re actually pretty funny”

Your turn to become flustered at a personal analysis.

“Thanks, I guess I don’t mean to be so defensive either, it's just my response to most other people. I feel myself slip into it and it can’t be helped.” You explained.

Bucky nods at you, not knowing entirely what to say in response.

“I like spending time with you” He says leaning closer to you.

You swallow thickly, not sure what to make of what you feel knowing his face is so close to yours.

“I… like spending time with you too. You’re not what I thought.”

“Me neither,” he shakes his head, “You’re something else.”

With that he leans his head closer to yours and you feel yourself close your eyes and move your lips to slant perfectly into his. You’re kissing Bucky Barnes. The Bucky Barnes you can’t stand. That Bucky Barnes. You’ve decided that his tongue feels too good in your mouth to care now.

His hands come to frame your face and bring you in closer. His hands are warm and calloused but they feel like comfort. You can’t help but to melt. You moan into his mouth and it seems to spur him on. He pulls you into his lap and you let out a noise of surprise that’s muffled by his mouth on yours.

Your hands come to caress his sides and you take your time feeling every muscle and ridge. Your hands idly make their way under the hem of his shirt and his skin is just as smooth as you’d expect. He sighs into your mouth and it takes all of your strength not to fall apart right there. You feel yourself getting lightheaded and have to pull away for air. When you do you rest your forehead against his and the only sound is both of your breathing.

You finally brave a look at him and he has the softest smile on his lips.

“Sorry, doll, didn’t mean to get so carried away but I’ve been waiting for a long time to do that.”

This catches you off guard.

“You have? Wait, did you like me? But you flirt with everyone!” You explain.

“With you, I flirt with you. You just can’t stand me” he laughs out, “Nat dumped me for a couple reasons but that’s one of them she told me I needed to get my priorities straight and I gotta say, I’m thankin’ her for sayin’ it ‘cause she was right.”

You don’t know what to say or what to make of any of this. All you know is that you want to kiss him again, so you do. You grab him by the collar and pull him into you again. He lets out a startled noise but kisses you back all the same.

You don’t care what you used to think of Bucky Barnes and you don’t care about what’ll happen after today. Right now all you care about is feeling him in sync with you for the first time. You could live in this moment forever but right now will have to do.

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