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trueshellz · 2 years

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Marriage Contract

Summary: You've been forced into a marriage with the Demon of Sakuragi to pay off you father's debt...

Warnings: blasphemy, vaginal penetration, anal fingering, possessive behaviour, abuse (by father), forced marriage, smoking, drinking, spanking, biting, nipple play, female reader.

Standing in front of all these people, head bowed as you clenched your jaw and ignored what was happening around you feeling completely helpless. Your marriage to ‘The Demon of Sakuragi’ was supposed to be an ‘honour and joy to form an alliance between the families’. When in fact it was a way for your father to pay off his debts to the Sakuragi head, using you as collateral had simply cemented how little he cared for you and after years of abuse and tirade after your mother’s passing you completely understood your position in his life.

A pawn.

A chess piece to be used and bargained for.

A cattle to be sold to the highest bidder.

Nothing.

To your own father, you were nothing.

A sharp pinch in your side as you felt your father’s walking stick pulling you out of your self pity, looking up to see expectant faces waiting for your reply as you held back the cry of pain. He loved seeing the twisted expression on your face as he revisited the same wounds he inflicted on you before, his gaze was sharp as he looked at you. Taking a deep breath and forcing a smile on your face you turned to the minister who was officiating your marriage and nodded.

“Yes, I agree.”

Glancing across at him the first time you took in your new husband, as he spoke to his… friends? White shirt with his sleeves rolled up, his chain tattoo adorning both wrists and through the back of his shirt you could see the dark lines of more ink covering his skin. Sharp eyes watching you as you accepted hugs and words of congratulations, each sentence making the fake smile on your face wane until you were sure you were wearing your emotions on your face completely. You could see him walking to the family head, mouth moving but his gaze was fixated on you completely, moving around the crowd so he could see you clearly when you sat down to eat. You let out a small wince when you sat, the bruises from your father still sore and uncomfortable no matter how much salve you put on them and you were sure the semi-healed cut inside your cheek was going to open soon from all the smiling you were having to do.

The drive home was just as awkward, one of the lieutenants drove you to your new marital home, Kirishima was sat on the other side of the back sea staring out the window just like you were, every so often front the corner of your eye you saw him turn and look you up and down. The only sounds you could pick up were the thump of your heart and the rumble of the car, every so often the two of them would engage in small talk but you were too busy panicking about your first night alone with him to even figure out what they were saying. As the car stopped, you startled a little when he reached over and undoing your belt, you could smell the cigarettes he had been smoking earlier, the alcohol he had consumed at your wedding and an underlying scent you couldn't place. You nodded silently when he ordered you to stay in the car, long strides as he went around the car to open the door for you. His hand was gentle but firm as he helped you out of the car, no words as he guided you into the house and towards what you assumed was your shared bedroom.

“Bathroom’s through there, sleep where you want. I’ll be back later.”

The next few days were more of the same, you barely saw Kirishima even though you shared a bed. He would wake up before you and prepare his own breakfast, the kitchen would be tidy when you woke up and you would spend the day around the house until Kanami would come to see you and the two of you would go out for lunch with one of the guards. A few times you saw Kirishima as he went around town, he paid you little notice and to be honest, you felt more like a nuisance than his wife. From the little information you picked up from your family, he was known for being ruthless and harsh with everyone, picking fights with other families and, from what your dad had said, he was the one who dealt with your family’s debt.

In the afternoons, you would cook dinner and wait for him to come home, the meal would be silent and he would thank you before placing his hand on your head and leaving again. It was pretty much the only touch and interaction that you got from him, even if it was a bit stiff and stilted you were relieved that he hadn’t hurt you. Well, not yet anyway. There were stories about the way women were treated in this world, you had heard enough stories about mistreatment from fathers and husbands. Kirishima would return late, you would usually be asleep but once or twice he woke up when he climbed into bed. You felt the bed dip, the warmth from his body but he never once touched you. Keeping a good distance between you both in the king size bed, the one time you had turned and seen the dark ink trailing up his back, the designs made him look like an actual demon with the dark wings and scale-like designs covering his skin.

This evening you had just got out of the shower, dressed in a long t-shirt and some cotton shorts, you stood in front of the mirror and began drying your hair. The rumble of the hair dryer covering his footsteps, you hadn’t realised your husband was home until you smelt him again, felt his arms against your hips as he bracketed you against the dresser. Eyes slamming shut as you felt his chest against your back, his warm breath against your neck making you whimper. Then his fingers began trailing up and down your leg, stopping just at the hem of your shorts before repeating on the other side, you could feel calluses on his skin and what felt like plasters around a few fingers. The dichotomy of rough versus smooth made goosebumps rise on your skin, your mouth opening on a small gasp but you made sure you kept your eyes slammed shut.

“So… I was told that I was neglecting my little wife.”

His words ended on a small nip at the side of your neck, your fingers curled into the wood of the dresser. You felt his hand hold your chin, turning your face towards him as he spoke again. His chest was solid against your back, the hand not holding your face was not curled around your hip as he pulled you back against him again. The hard length of his cock was pressed against you, your eyes opened in shock and you saw him smirking at you. The ends of his lips curled up, sharp incisors peeking out as he let out a huff of laughter.

“K-kirishima?”

A tsk this time, using his body to push you backwards towards the bed until you landed with a small oomph on your back with him looming over you. His arms caging you in, legs bracketing yours as he held himself over you with a wide smirk. Your own hands had come up to hold him at a distance, placing them against the hard planes of his chest as you tried to push him away, but he simply lowered himself down until your hips were flush against each other. Fingers intertwined with yours as he held your hands above your head, not hard since you could still move around but enough to know that's where he wanted them. You tried to ignore the way your body reacted to him, each time he came around your father’s house you would watch him from the gaps in the stairs. You had seen how he treated your father, took delight in it even, hearing him shouting and beating up the man who was supposed to look after you but instead made your life hell.

“You’re so fuckin’ pretty.”

Tongue coming out to wet your lips, you watched as his eyes tracked the movement and then met yours. His pupils were blown wide, the smirk long gone instead a shocked expression on his face as he watched you readjust your position and then sigh. The way your chest rose, breasts rising and falling made his gaze drop below your chin where the neckline of the t-shirt had dropped a little and the swell of your breasts were visible. His hand in your hair was all the warning you got before his mouth descended on yours, hard and insistent as he growled against your lips. Tongue pushing past them as he angled your head to fit against his perfectly, your fingers had gone from pushing him away to holding him in place and you felt the steady thrum of his heart under your hands. His kiss matched his personality, while the sensation of his lips were soft and plush the way he kissed was rough and you were sure they would be swollen and bruised if he continued.

“Kirishima.”

Pulling away, his thumb rubbing your bottom lip Kirishima removed his glasses and ran his fingers through his hair. The blue locks falling into his eyes again when he leaned down and tilted your head to expose the line of your neck, attaching his lips here as he licked and sucked the sensitive skin there. You opened your mouth to call his name again, but you felt his fingers against the gusset of your underwear and quickly held his wrist in shock. Instead of stopping his ministrations, Kirishima slid his fingers under the fabric while staring at you intently and traced the wetness that was gathered there already releasing a noise of approval when you coated his long digits. Taking your mouth again, his finger slipped inside you slowly, one at first and then two, curling them slowly before pulling them out again.

“Say my name.”

“Ki-”

A sharp tap against your clit had you jerking in surprise, a gasp leaving your mouth when he shook his head.

“Ki-”

A whine this time when he held the nub of your clit between his finger and thumb, leaning down to bite your bottom lip before kissing you hard again. You frowned in confusion when he kept your clit hostage, the undeterred pressure on the most sensitive part of your body was making your legs shake, breath coming out in short pants as he rolled it side to side.

“Tooru?”

The grin was back, a low huff as he pushed two fingers inside you again with no preamble, your back arching against the intrusion when he curled them inside you and held them there. His other hand holding your shoulder in place as he took your mouth, the double assault as his tongue licked into your mouth had you gripping his arms and digging your nails in. His own cock was hard against your leg as you started to unbutton his shirt and pushed the fabric over his shoulders, your eyes widening when the room began to fill with the wet sounds of your body opening up to him as he mumbled against your lips.

“Such a good girl… my pretty li’l wife… fuck.”

The last word was low and long as he pulled away, watching the way your wet pussy swallowed his fingers as he thumbed and rubbed your clit before sitting back and shucking shirt off and pushing his fingers back in. You sat up on your elbows, watching the muscles in his arm dance with each thrust inside you, his gaze holding yours as he tugged your t-shirt up to expose your breasts. Nipples stiff with arousal, he pinched and pulled them until you were keening and grabbing his wrist, another chuckle from him as added another finger and moved so his mouth could reach between your legs. His shoulders holding your legs open, lips covering the sensitive nub as he sucked it hard until your back arched again, mouth open on a silent scream as you came.

A rustle of noise made you realise you had closed your eyes, opening then to watch your husband undress in front of you. You could see the ink in full now, watching the dark lines travelling up his arms and his back, his body lean but had muscle definition including the sharp lines leading down to his thick cock. The same hand that had been inside you, still glistening with your arousal and slick from your orgasm, was now stroking his hard length up and down. His body crowded yours as he climbed over you again and settled himself between your legs, your own hands tugging the t-shirt off so you were completely naked in front of him.

“Lookit you, darlin’.”

His eyes travelled up and down your body, hands caressing the newly exposed skin and thumbing your nipples again until he covered them with his mouth and bit them lightly, soothing the hurt with his tongue. Your fingers in his hair, holding him in place as he sucked on them, the sensation leading straight to you clit and even though you had just come you could feel the familiar tug.

“K-... Tooru… God, please.”

“Nothing religious about me, darlin’. It’s not God here, it's me.”

You hissed when the thick head of his dick pushed at your opening, whining low in your throat when he pressed on your lower stomach so you couldn't move. Your body opened up, widening when he passed the ring of muscle there and pressed into you in one thrust. His hips flush against yours, hands holding you in place as he growled low in his throat.

“It’s not God that's inside you right now.” You gasped when he pulled out, slamming back in with such force the air was knocked from your lungs. “It’s me.”

Lips meeting yours, his hand holding your jaw as he stole your breath and kissed you, his hips moving in small circles and grinding against your clit.

“It’s not God that’s going to cum inside you, is it? Hmm? I’m gonna fill up this little pussy with my cum over and over again.”

A loud gasp this time when he pulled out, the wide tip left inside you as he slammed in again, balls slapping against your ass.

“It’s not God who’s going to look after you, protect you and make sure no-one touches you again.”

This time you hissed, his fingers pressing into the fading bruises that were almost healed but the skin was still tender. Eyes widening at the murderous rage in his tone that contrasted the soft way he looked at you.

“It’s me.”

“Tooru, I-”

Holding both your hips this time as he started fucking in in earnest, his fingers digging into your flesh and making you shriek. Each thrust knocked the air from your lungs and had you turning your head to bite the pillow, eyes scrunched shut as he reached up to cup your breasts again and roll your nipples between his fingers. You reached down to rub your clit, easing the way for him to pound you like he seemed to want to do. You couldn’t control the sounds leaving your mouth, jaw dropping open as he turned your head to make you open your eyes and watch him on top of you, hands now braced on each side of your head giving him more leverage to get even deeper inside you.

“There’s my pretty li’l wife… my good girl. So fuckin’ good f’me.”

The last three words were accompanied with harsh thrusts until he suddenly pulled out and flipped you over, pushing a pillow under your hips and taking the flesh of his hands and gripping it before landing a sharp slap, noise echoing in the room. You turned to see him palming your ass again, holding you open as he dribbled spit on your ass and rubbing it into the virgin hole. Shifting so he sat between your legs, pushing his length into you again and bottoming out with a grunt, leaning over to kiss up your spine.

“You ok, darlin’?”

Your nod was all he needed to continue, hands coming onto the bed caging you in as he started slamming himself inside you again and again. The pillow swallowing your cries of pleasure, muting the pretty sounds he was drawing from you until the constant pressure against your g-spot had you coming around his dick. You heard him curse again behind you, another sharp slap on your ass as he sat back and palmed it again, you could feel the heated skin and hissed when he dug his fingers in.

“The only marks you should be wearing are ones you got from pleasure.”

You opened your mouth to question him, but the feeling of his thumb pressed against your puckered entrance had you moving up the bed. His low shush made you pause, you felt more spit being added as he rubbed small circles until he could push the tip in. The feeling hot and taboo all at once, being filled up from both ends made you want to clench up but his thumb made electricity shoot up your spine. Gasping when he started moving again, holding your shoulder so you had no choice but to take everything he was giving you. You heard him getting louder, the occasional grunt now low moans and curses as he rutted into you, then he somehow fucked you even harded and you could feel him get bigger inside you. One particularly hard thrust pushing making you shriek as he held himself inside you, grinding against the heated skin as his hips stuttered and he emptied himself inside you.

Heavy breathing filled the room, you let out a small noise when he pulled out of you and closed your eyes as you willed your heartbeat to return to normal. You hissed when you felt something wet between your legs, turning to see Kirishima wiping at you with a washcloth, reaching for it, you blushed when he simply glared at you. You felt the bed dip as he lay down, this time pulling you close and wrapping an arm around you so your head was on his chest, his heartbeat thrumming against your ears.

“I won’t let your father touch you again, darlin’. I couldn't protect you before, but I’ll be damned if I let anyone hurt you again.”

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sp00kworm · 2 years

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Sensei, Sensei

Pairing: Kirishima Tooru x Female Reader

Word Count: 3644

Warnings: Sexual Content, Unsafe sex, Closet Sex, Stranger Sex

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The summer air was warm against your skin as you walked along the pathways of the small city festival. This far out of the city, there wasn’t too many people walking around. It was far out, in one of the larger local parks, and you were glad to be away from the hustle and bustle for even just an evening. Thinking of the stress of your teaching job was enough to make your head hurt again. Children were difficult even when they were at their most well behaved. Snack time only did so much to sate twenty little humans, after all. You tried to ignore the idea as you looked over the skewers on a food stall. Most of it was seafood, and at least a quarter of it was seasoned squid, a favourite in the local area. There were far too many choices, and the stall owner sighed through his nose, forcing you to make a decision. One squid skewer in hand, and a few yen lighter, you headed past the rest of the food stalls and on towards the fun fair games, dodging the small children and couples, arm in arm, as you went. The last thing you needed was to knock over someone and have to spend time apologising, or worse, finding some kids parents because they were hurt.

It was as though the universe was laughing at you it seemed.

As you rounded the corner you slammed into someone. The little girl went flying, her red hair flopping over her face as she hit the floor with a soft thud. Her hands grazed the pebbles in the dirt, and you rushed to kneel down and get a good look at them. The girl’s large red eyes were watery, and you hushed her softly as you carefully brushed the grit from her grazes.

“I’m so sorry!” You rushed out before you reached for your handkerchief and a bottle of water. You wet the cloth before gently wiping her hands. Turning her palms back and forth, you were sure that she only had minor grazes. You sighed in relief.

“It’s okay, Miss…” The girl looked from her hands to your face, squirming uncomfortably before fresh tears dripped down her face, “A-Actually…I’ve lost Kirishima.”

“Kirishima?” You asked, “Is he your boyfriend?”

Her face went red, almost like a tomato, and the girl flapped for a moment before she shook her head vehemently, ‘no’.

A laugh made her startle, and you patted her head gently, “Sorry but you’re very sweet…ah, what is your name?”

The little girl pouted and sniffled before she wiped her eyes, “Yaeka.” She offered quietly.

“Well, Yaeka, how about I help you find Kirishima?” You offered before you wiped her face with the clean side of the handkerchief.

“You will?” Yaeka seemed to brighten a little as she took your hand and stood up.

You dusted her knees gently before taking her hand firmly. It wasn’t the safest place for a child to be running around.

“Of course, I will! I can’t leave you here all alone…” You leaned in conspiratorially to whisper into her ear, “I’ve heard the fish monger is a goblin in disguise! You might get on his nerves!”

Yaeka startled, and looked over at the man, “Really?” She whispered.

“Oh yes. He’s even more upset because of the man who ruined the carnival game earlier!” You told her before pointing towards the exit where the seating area was.

“That was Kirishima!” She told you, her eyes bright with glee, “He told the man his game was bad! And he won me a big bunny!”

“Oh, so that was Kirishima? I bet he’s really cool, huh?” You asked with a smile.

Yaeka nodded her head as she followed you towards the benches, “Uhuh. I want to be as nice as Kirishima is one day.” She told you, her face red with embarrassment. You could only chuckle. It seemed as though she liked this man a lot.

The seating area was relatively full, and you hummed, looking around before you asked Yaeka if she could spot Kirishima anywhere.

“No.” She pouted, upset, “I can’t see him anywhere.”

You thought for a moment before kneeling down, “How about you get on my shoulders, that way you might be able to point him out to me?”

“Maybe…” Yaeka nodded, “He’s very tall so we might be able to spot him.” She told you as she sat on your shoulders, peering around in the gloom.

“Where did you last see him?” You asked as you set off through the tables, “That might help us find him.”

Yaeka hummed, thinking as she glanced around, “I lost him on the hill…” She mumbled.

“Oh? Where the flavoured ices are?” You asked her. Yaeka nodded in response, and you turned to head towards the stalls again.

“Little Lady!”

Yaeka’s head whipped in the direction of the call, and you turned slowly, following her gaze along the top of the small grass hill.

“Little Lady! I told you not to run off.” The man called as he trotted down the hill, his blue hair flopping over his glasses. He smirked when he spotted you as well, his eyes giving you a once over, in a way which made you feel small. Within a few seconds, you knew he had a grasp on how much of a threat you were. He was tall, as Yaeka said, and he scooped her off your shoulders quickly before plonking her on the floor by his feet.

“Who is this, Little Lady?”

“Ah, this lady helped me find you, Kirishima!” She told him as he gripped her hand tight.

“Oh, did she?” Kirishima hummed as he offered his hand, lamely, “Then thanks. I was worried sick about her.”

You took a breath before you dared to take his hand, and his grip was strong as he shook your hand with his own. His palms were rough and calloused, and you swallowed at the peak of thick, black tattoos out of the bottom of his shirt.

The crisp outfit made you reconsider. The tattoos were the second give away, and you felt ice water run down your back as the pieces connected in your head. Yakuza. Kirishima smirked as your brain clicked into place, and he let your hand go before turning, Yaeka in hand, and waving.

“Thanks for finding her. The boss would have killed me for real this time if something happened to her.” Kirishima yawned as he walked away.

“Boss? You’re not her father?” You asked meekly.

Kirishima turned, his blue eyes flashing behind his glasses. There was a churning delight at the torture behind the glass lenses, though he would deny it if Sugihara asked him.

“No. I’m her babysitter.” Kirishima drawled before he cracked the fingers in his hands, “And if you have a problem with that then…”

“No!” You jumped in before smiling awkwardly, “I just think its…Well at least Yaeka has someone to come to this with, even if her father can’t make the time himself.”

Kirishima took a moment to look you up and down again before his fanged smile was back, his head churning with possibilities, “Say, Little Lady? How about we invite your new friend over for dinner as a ‘thank you’ gift?”

Yaeka looked up with delight on her face, “Would Papa be okay with it?” She asked.

“Leave your old man to me.” Kirishima chuckled, “But how about we exchange numbers then?”

Your guts churned, telling you it was a bad idea, “Sure.” You replied still, opening your phone to type in Kirishima’s number despite the uneasy feeling he radiated. You let him type his number in and scowled at the silly rose on the end of it before Yaeka interrupted your train of thought.

“Thank you for helping me, miss.” She bowed and smiled.

“You’re most welcome, Yaeka.” Your heart melted a little, but it was quickly put back together as Kirishima laughed and smirked between the two of you.

“How cute, Little Lady, you have a new friend!” He teased her.

Yaeka huffed, pouting before she took his hand and dragged him up the hill, ignoring his jabs at her blush before they were both out of sight and blended back into the crowds of the festival.

A message the next day came to you while the children were on lunch. You looked up from your marking to check your phone. The message was from Kirishima.

‘The boss has invited you for dinner.’

Short. It was almost rude in its tone, and you scowled at the screen before it beeped again.

‘Its Kirishima by the way. Dinner is at seven. Looking forwards to seeing you again, teacher lady.”

You couldn’t think of a reply which didn’t sound rude, so instead, you replied with a confirmation and went back to eating, shovelling rice into your mouth around marking the workbooks you had left to get through. Another text message popped through at the end of lunch, but you ignored it as you put away your lunch boxes and headed out into the yard to go and collect your class. The phone, left on silent, continued to buzz, unknowingly, in the bottom of your bag, for the rest of the afternoon as you taught, and eventually finished for the day. You only looked again as you finished, packing your marking to take home over the weekend. Your phone lit up with the notifications. You had twelve messages, all from Kirishima. The man had messaged you at least twice an hour since lunch time, and you blinked at the innate, random messages, and the mess of fanged emojis before replying that you would see him later on.

‘Finally, you respond.’

Kirishima snarked a few more messages as you continued to ignore him. With a scoff, you left his messages unread as you debated not showing at all. The family were no doubt dangerous and notorious, but you had to pay your respects to Yaeka’s true father. He had invited you, so it would be rude to ignore his request. You sighed as you got home and laid your marking on your table. Looking over the books, you sighed, knowing you needed to finish it before you went out for dinner. Another job to do. With a large sigh, you went to get a drink, get changed, and get started on the marking before you had to go to dinner. You cracked your arms and threw your blanket over your shoulders as you collected your pens, and got started marking the maths workbooks, dreading the buzzing noise of your phone in your bag.

Kirishima’s harassment halted in the evening, and you marked your books without any hassle before you rushed to get showered and changed into something more formal. There was only enough time to quickly get ready and you headed out a little late to get to the residence that Kirishima had messaged you. You arrived in the area, looking at the men stood outside, their jackets hiding the leather harnesses strapped to them. Guns and knives were no doubt hidden beneath the fabric, and you had no will to find out. Instead, you avoided looking the men in the eyes as you headed to the gate, raising a fist to knock. One of them lit his cigarette before he stopped your fist with his palm and a sneer.

“What are you doing here?” He asked as he blew smoke out of the side of his mouth.

“Uh…I’m here to see...” You struggled to remember the name of Yaeka’s father, floundering under the man’s intense gaze before he was shoved away from you.

“She’s here to see the boss, Hiruguma, so keep your hands off.” Kirishima snarked as he pushed open the gate for you, dressed in trousers and a shirt, but this time he had a navy tie and a black suit jacket on as well.

There was a brief moment where you registered just how handsome Kirishima was. His hair was properly styled, his glasses polished and his eyes cold and sharp. He almost seemed like a mobster out of a cheesy romance movie. His blue eyes turned down and you flinched as he smirked and nodded his head for you to enter first.

“After you, teacher.” Kirishima teased, delighted at the scowl he got in return as you stepped through the gate and onto the grounds. The yakuza lacky followed you with a smile, unsettlingly quiet as he directed you through the well-kept gardens towards the large traditional house. It was enormous. The whole complex screamed wealth, and you kept in mind the potential shady business they were involved with as Kirishima opened you the door to the house itself.

“You look lovely tonight.” He told you, out of the blue, as you stooped to take off your shoes in the entranceway.

A flash of red took over your vision before you turned, clad in the slippers and snarled at him, “Thank you for telling me for the fiftieth time, Mister Kirishima.” You snapped, “Its not like your provocative messages and constant harassment of me in working hours didn’t tell me that much!”

“Oi, oi,” Kirishima frowned, “What’s with the anger? I was just interested in what you do and get up to!” He tutted, “I can’t let just anyone meet with Yaeka and the Boss, you know.”

“What? So, harassing me all day was to make sure I wasn’t going to hurt your precious criminal leader?!” You fumed before you took a step forward and thumped the man in the chest, “Why would I help a little girl find you if I was going to do something to her! Use your damn brain you…” You jumped as Kirishima’s lips cut you off. The man kissed you, his long, strong hands wrapped around the bottom of your back, cupping the arch as you leaned into him and kissed back, taking the opportunity to run your own hands over his shoulders and down his spine.

Kirishima made a soft noise before he pulled away, fangs poking out of the bottom of his top lip as he licked away your combined spit. He looked at you, admiring the bruised cushion of your bottom lip before he grinned and dragged you by the hand into the side corridor of the house, pulling you along behind him.

“And here I thought you hated me, teacher.” Kirishima teased as he dragged you into a utility room. He shut the door with a slam of one large hand and slid you up against the wall, his jacket already off his shoulders as he teased the band of your bottoms, tugging the fabric gently as he crowded your space and sent your head spinning. He smelt of heavy cologne and the undertone of metal. He was dangerous, and you snapped your palms up in front of you, stopping him from pressing his front to yours as he leaned in for another bruising kiss.

“Ah?” He asked, perplexed, “What’s wrong? Ah, did I misread this whole thing because…”

“Shut up.” You hissed at him before you dragged him down by the tie, kissing him again, “You’re infuriating but…handsome and…”

“Say no more, I get the idea.” Kirishima preened under the praise and compliments before he leaned back in to continue where you both left off.

A rush of blood to your head led your hands down to the bottom of his shirt. You tugged his shirt out of his bottoms, hiking the cotton up his hard stomach so you could get a feel at his skin. He was hot, almost clammy, but you ignored it as you meandered back down to the button on his trousers, undoing it. Kirishima’s eyes opened before he looked down and smirked, tugging his trousers open for you to have a feel before he had his hands up your skirt and between your legs, feeling the hot skin.

“Gosh, teacher, you’re wet down there.” Kirishima purred as he stroked his fingers over your panties, enjoying the way you gasped before he dipped a finger underneath the elastic and swiped at you, feeling the wetness cling to the tip of his finger. You gasped and moaned softly before Kirishima’s other hand came up to silence you.

“Careful…” He purred, “You don’t want anyone to hear you, do you?” He hummed, “Unless you want them to find us? I never knew a teacher could be such a pervert.”

With a shuddering breath you shoved the man down a little, “Shut it, Kirishima or I swear I’ll…”

The abusive poison you had lined up left your mind as Kirishima got on his knees, his cock straining at his underwear where his trousers were open, but his eyes focused on you above him. He smiled before he licked his lips and ducked his head under your skirt, dragging your tights and your underwear down far enough so he could fit himself between your thighs. You gasped as his fingers gripped the meat of your thighs, dragging you against the wall before he blew a warm breath over your heated, sensitive skin. You tried not to moan as he rumbled against your thigh, trembling with anticipation before he drew back far enough that he could look you in the eyes.

“Thank you for the meal.” He whispered against your skin before he plunged his face between your legs, his tongue pressing between your folds, dragging upwards to circle your clitoris. With a breathy moan, you grasped Kirishima’s hair, and pressed your hips forwards as he teased your clit and pushed his fingers inside of you, slowly, one a time, stretching you open.

“You’re so tight.” Kirishima hummed as he rolled your skirt and got you to hold it out of the way. You bit your lip as he looked you in the eyes and dragged his tongue over you, the flat of it pressing against as much skin as he could get. He reached your clitoris again and swirled a few times before he drew the flesh into his mouth and sucked, gently at first, then harsh, in a vicious pull of his cheeks.

“Kirishima…” You moaned as you dragged his blue hair out of place. The man didn’t respond, instead he pushed two fingers inside of you again, pinning you to the wall as his assault made your toes curl. The slippers on your feet fell off as you moaned against your hand, bucking against Kirishima’s face before he grumbled and pulled away. Your orgasm fizzled away, and you moaned, upset as Kirishima stood up, his knees cracking before he had you against the wall again. He pinched your cheeks together before he smiled, his slick chin shining in the dim light of the bare bulb of the utility room. With a purr he kissed you, his tongue stroking your own, allowing you to have a taste of yourself. It was sour against your tongue, but not disgusting, the taste hidden by the taste of cigarette and mint in Kirishima’s mouth.

“Are you gonna…” You started before Kirishima covered your mouth. Footsteps clicked past the door, along with the gruff voices of several other members. Two stood outside the door, having a hushed conversation, and you squirmed in upset. Kirishima smirked before he spread your legs again and sucked a mark on your neck. With a brush of his hand, he had his cock in his hand and slid it inside of you, guiding it before he kissed you again, keeping you silent as his length slid, slowly inside of you, brushing the sensitive spot inside of you that made your head swim.

Kirishima’s lip went white as he bit it, stifling his own noise as he bottomed out, pressed flushed against your hips, his cock twitching inside of you. The rush from potentially being caught, and the feeling of Kirishima’s hot cock inside of you made your stomach clench and your walls flutter in a rush of a soft orgasm, and you moaned into his mouth as you clenched your thighs and tried to ride his dick. He groaned softly into your hair at the feeling before he grabbed your hips and started a soft rhythm, careful not to make too much noise. It didn’t take the two men outside long to walk away, leaving the hallway beside you quiet.

“You’re a real pervert, aren’t you, teacher?” Kirishima cooed before he started to thrust in earnest, his hips slapping against yours as he chased his own high, desperate for it as you clenched around him again. He watched as you dumbly rubbed between your own legs, swiping at your clitoris fast enough to build another orgasm.

“Are you going to cum?” Kirishima asked as he squeezed your backside, “Are you going to be quiet?”

You nodded, feeling the fluttering of your walls as Kirishima grinned, thrusting harder as he chased his own high, “Please Kirishima. I wanna cum…” You whispered against his ear as you moaned softly, hushing yourself with your palm again as you pinched your clit and flinched, your orgasm washing over you. Kirishima swore as you clenched tight and rushed to pull out as his cum painted the insides of your thighs, coating your tights and underwear. He panted as he admired the look, watching the pearly rivulets run over your skin and drip onto the floor. You moaned softly as he pulled your underwear back up and scowled as he laughed.

“Think you’re ready for the dinner party, teacher? Or would you like round two?” He teased before you smacked your elbow against his ribs.

“Shut up, Kirishima or so help me I’ll…” You threatened as you straightened your skirt.

“You’ll give me a kiss and promise to call me?” Kirishima batted his eyelashes.

“Something like that…” You muttered as he laughed at you.

#the yakuza's guide to babysitting #kirishima tooru x reader #kirishima tooru x female reader #female reader #kirishima tooru #reader insert #kirishima tooru x y/n #kirishima tooru x you #kirishima tooru/reader #kirishima tooru/female reader #fanfic #fanfiction #my writing

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syntheticsloth · 1 year

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Chapters: 7/? Fandom: Buddy Daddies (Anime), 組長娘と世話係 | Kumichou Musume to Sewagakari | The Yakuza's Guide to Babysitting (Anime) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Kurusu Kazuki/Suwa Rei, Kirishima Tooru & Suwa Rei, Sakuragi Yaeka & Unasaka Miri, Kurusu Kazuki & Suwa Rei & Unasaka Miri, Suwa Rei & Unasaka Miri, Kurusu Kazuki & Unasaka Miri, Kirishima Tooru & Sakuragi Yaeka, Kirishima Tooru & Sugihara Kei, Kirishima Tooru & Sakuragi Kazuhiko

Characters: Kurusu Kazuki, Suwa Rei, Kirishima Tooru, Unasaka Miri, Sakuragi Yaeka, Sakuragi Kazuhiko, Sugihara Kei

Additional Tags: Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Friends, Developing Relationship, Platonic Relationships, Childhood Trauma, Slice of Life, i guess?, Plot eventually probably, Domestic Fluff

Summary:

Rei makes an unlikely friend in a so-called "demon"-turned-babysitter.

#buddy daddies #the yakuza's guide to babysitting #suwa rei #kurusu kazuki #kirishima tooru #unasaka miri #sakuragi yaeka #fanfic #semi-hiatus while i focus heavily on finishing other fic #crossover fic #fic: the yakuza's guide to playdates #kazurei

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shizukais · 2 years

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Fandom: Kumichou Musume to Sewagakari | The Yakuza's Guide to Babysitting

Word Count: 1K

Pairing: Kirishima Tooru x Sugihara Kei

Content Warning: Fluff, Mutual Pining, Short & Sweet, Short One Shot

Summary: This story takes place one day after the events of episode 11. Sugihara thinks his feelings are one-sided, but then Kirishima comes to show him otherwise.

#ao3 #fanfic #kumichou musume to sewagakari #the yakuza's guide to babysitting #kirishima tooru #sugihara kei

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akiogiyuuxo · 2 years

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Chapter 1 ' The First meeting '

a/n: This is a kirishima Toru x reader from 'The Yakuza's Guide to Babysitting'

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Pairing: Kirishma Toru x Reader (gender natural)

A/n: Some chapter's may include sexual themes, violence, or triggers to some. Please keep in mind I do not write prefect English but I try my best to :D .

The fandom is pretty small and there's not really a lot of fanfic of this anime/character so I decided to make one myself and for some other people. Other than that, please enjoy the story.

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genre: fluff, just fluff?

Warnings: cussing? Spoilers? that's all.

Summary: You are an assistant to Yuri Mashiro, one who works for him. One day you're assigned to a mission. A mission you'll soon regret..

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Oh how you hated his guts. assigned to be a teacher just to be on the look out for anything that catches his eye.

Seriously, who does he think he is! Making you seem like a puppet or a toy to play with.

But right now, you heard that Kirishima toru has changed and has been looking after some little girl. And that was your task to do. To observer the guy and the little girl.

You snapped out of thoughts when Yuri called out for you. "You heard what I said, right?" You jumped in fear, knowing that you were lost in thought.

" Ah sorry sir. I was zoned out for a bit." you confessed. He smirk and looks out the window.

"I said, You must remember what your mission is. If you ever think of messing up.." he turned his head around and had a face that made you had fear.

"I-I think I understand sir.. I won't disappoint you." You said as you collected yourself. "aha good! Well then here is where you get drop off now." He says as a servant opens the door for you to step out of the car.

"ah yes, I promise to do what is told sir." As you step out of the car, Yuri gently grabs your hand and kisses it.

"That's my doll~" he lets go and the servant closes the door. You stood there flustered.

You shock it off before seeing the car go and disappear out of sight. You sighed knowing this is probably a mistake you did, but too late to turn back.

Truth be told, you hated knowing damn well you didn't like working for him. But it's only a way to survive.

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LATER ( During the morning and school time) " Good morning class! Today your teacher would be taking a break over the year. So for today now on Mx.(L/N) will be your teacher. Please say hello to them and make them feel welcome! "

You waved and bowed as you heard children said hello.

"Glad to be your teacher this year. Should we get stared?" You said as children cheered.

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Now that you look at her. She does seem to be an adorable girl. 'Yaeka' was her name. Your surprised about hearing her mother being in a coma and yet still survived. It was lunch time decided to go to see why she didn't want to play.

"Hello dear." she seemed to jump when you appeared behind her. "Oh, what are you drawing?" you question as you try to see what she drew but was too late when she covered it.

"Nothing.." She said as she look embarrassed. "I've seen your drawing's before, I must say they look delightful and very amazing." as you said that, she seemed a bit more relax.

"Really?" she asked as she look into your eyes with joy. You smiled " Of course, don't tell anyone but I think yours is one that I loved the most." you winked and she giggled.

"Thank you." she smiled. "ofc, so why don't you let me see what you're drawing?" she seemed to think about it but then moved her hand aside to let the drawing be revealed.

"Oh! Is that your dad?" you asked as you point to a blue haired drawing. "No, that's...my babysitter." she said. "you have a babysitter? how cute!" you looked at it again.

"Your going to give it to him?" you ask as she looked up at you. "Yes! He said he likes my drawings so I was making one for him." you can't believe how cute she can get.

"I'm sure hes going to love it." you smiled while she giggled and talked more about him.

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Lunch and break time was over. It was time to go home, as all the students were packing up their stuff.

You go grab something from the drawer and grab some special crayons box. You go over to Yaeka and give it to her. "Here have this, these are some that don't break. And I see that you use Blue a lot. So keep it okay?" you said as she takes it and smiles.

"Thank you!" she says happily. As you walk out the students to the gate and see for them to go home. You kept your eye on Yaeka. That's when a man with blue hair and glassed appeared and yaeka ran up to him, calling he name. You watched as the man lowered down to her height and greet her.

'Kirishima ay, he really did changed.' you thought. Then your name was called by the little girl.

"That's my teacher over there! They were really nice and gave me these crayons to color with!" she said as Toru looked over her to see you.

He came back up and just stared. " Thank you for being kind." He said all of the sudden, "ah it was nothing, just trying to be nice that's all! heh". you laughed as yaeka waved at you "See you tomorrow Mx.(L/N)!" she said.

"(L/N)?" Toru mumbled. "Let's go little lady, kei has made some cookies for you." he said as he gentlny grabs the little girls hand to walk towards to their house.

You would be lying if you said you didn't found him quite cute. But who knows when the two of you will meet again....

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Chapter 1 finish, just need to do the other chapter. Just so you guys know, I may update slow but I'll try my best to update faster. Hope you guys liked this one a little bit :D !

#the yakuza's guide to babysitting #kirishima tooru #toru kirishima #toru x reader #kirishima tooru x reader #tooru x reader #the yakuza's guide to babysitting x reader #Yakuza yaeka

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vera-bees-hyperfixations · 9 months

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Welcome To My Hyperfixation Writer Blog!

Hiya, my name is Vera Bee!

my pronouns are she/they, ace/[questioning] aro, multi-fandom, dyslexic, introvert, and a writer. I will be posting my writings about my hyperfixs here!

I'll be sharing my two-cents worth on my fandoms, and writing imagines, AUs, Headcanons, multi chapter fanfics, oneshots, etc., on them.

~more below~

FANDOMS

YOUTUBE

QSMP

Hermitcraft

Traffic SMP/Life Series

Empires SMP

Nijisanji EN (mainly: XSOLEIL, LUXIEM, NOCTYX)

note- QSMP, Hermitcraft, Empires, Traffic SMP I will ONLY be writing about the CHARACTERS, NOT THE CONTENT CREATORS.

ANIME

Bungo Stray Dogs

Assassination Classroom

Sk8 the Infinity

Tokyo Ghoul

My Hero Academia

Fairy Tail

The Daily Life of the Immortal King

The Yakuza's Guide to Babysitting

Kiki's Delivery Service

Spirited Away

Ponyo

My Neighbor Totoro

Howl's Moving Castle

TV SHOW / MOVIE

Supernatural

Bones

Avatar: The Last Airbender

(OLD) Monster High

(OLD) Barbie movies

Star Wars

Criminal Minds

White Collar

Marvel

Twilight

Transformers

Castlevania

Danny Phantom

Scooby Doo

Tom & Jerry

OTHER

Bat Family

Five Nights at Freddy's Franchise

Cooking Companions

Stardew Valley

Kingdom Hearts

Final Fantasy

Legend of Zelda

Resident Evil

Ni no Kuni

Assassin's Creed

Welcome Home

WRITING EXPECTATIONS

I do NOT write any smut, so don't expect for any.

I ONLY write about characters, NEVER REAL PEOPLE, so don't expect it

Majority NSFW stuff I do NOT write (besides gore when it calls for it), please respect that and don't ask for it

DOS & DON'TS WHEN INTERACTING WITH MY POSTS

You CAN reblog my art and writing

You CAN dm me, just don't be weird please

You CAN get inspired by my art and writing BUT PLEASE GIVE CREDIT, and tag/send me it! i'd love to see it :3

You can NOT claim my art or writing as your own

Do NOT be mean just because i think something different then you. we can agree to disagree

You can NOT post my writings on other platforms

HASHTAGS

Vera's Version - Most of my fandom writings/opinions [e.g. headcanons, AUs, prompts, oneshots etc.]

The Vera B Files - Any original works

Vera's Lore - Universes I made that are in a fandom's but are their own thing in a way

Vera B's Art - just that, any and all art done by me

MASTERLIST / LINKS

FANDOM MASTERLIST

REQUEST FORM

MY WATTPAD

MY AO3

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verabeeluvgood · 1 year

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Hello Hello Welcome to My Blog !

Hi, my name is Vera Bee Luvbug! or Bee Luvgood, depends on my mood <3. Tho you can just call me Vera or Bee!

I am new-ish to tumblr so I'm still learning how to do everything, plz be patient with me.

Nicknames: Ver, Vers, Bees, Bee Luv, Ver LB, Ver Bee, LB, and hermit. my pronouns are she/they, i am ace/aro, in multi-fandom, I have dyslexia, am an introvert, and a writer. This is my main blog where I'll post my own art, most of my writings and reblog anything I like or find useful.

I will write about the fandoms I'm in, whether it be fanfic, imagines, theories/thoughts on a video/ep, AUs, Headcanons, etc etc. The fandom list is below. I am open to requests but read and respect my boundaries before sending any in.

I am working on a novel/original story that is on a second blog, it is private rn but will be open (hopefully) soon.

I'm slow to write bc i sadly can get writers block kinda easily.

(more below)

fandoms im in:

Minecraft/YouTubers-

Hermitcraft

Traffic/Life Series

Empires SMP

Nijisanji EN (mainly: XSOLEIL, LUXIEM, NOCTYX)

Loey Lane

Technoblade (rest in peace king)

Markiplier

note- Hermitcraft, Empires, Traffic SMP I will ONLY be writing about the CHARACTERS, NOT THE REAL PEOPLE

Anime-

Bungo Stray Dogs

Kakuriyo -Bed & Breakfest for Spirits- (kakuriyo no yadomeshi)

Assassination Classroom

Sk8 the Infinity

Tokyo Ghoul

Fairy Tail

The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Free! - Iwatobi Swim Club

Hunter X Hunter

The Yakuza's Guide to Babysitting

Studio Ghibli

One Piece

TV Shows/Movies-

Supernatural

Bones

Avatar: The Last Airbender

(OLD) Monster High

(OLD) Barbie movies

Star Wars

Criminal Minds

My Boundaries in Writing & Interacting plus Request Rules

My Writing Do NOTs- (more could be added, respect when done)

I do NOT write any smut

I ONLY write about characters, NEVER REAL PEOPLE

Majority NSFW stuff I do NOT write (besides gore when it calls for it), please respect that

My Writing DOs- (more could be added, respect when done)

I will write Fluff, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Crackfic, 5+1 things and whump

I will write gore when its called for, like for example- supernatural, the fighting in 3rd life, tokyo ghoul. Those sort of situations ya know?

I will write both romantic and platonic relationships in all fandoms

DOs & DONTs of Interacting- (more could be added, respect when done)

You CAN reblog my art and writing

You CAN dm me, just don't be weird please

You CAN get inspired by my art and writing BUT PLEASE CREDIT ME, and tell/tag me! i'd love to see <3

You can NOT claim my art or writing as your own

Do NOT be mean just because i think something different then you. we can agree to disagree

You can NOT post my writings on other platforms

Request Rules

It will be a one shot, it will vary in word count

Give me a person or a pair you'd like (or more characters, max. is 5)

what genre (e.g. fluff, angst, etc) do you want

what setting would you like them in

a reason for the genre

(POTENTIAL ADD ONS) (more could be added)

what au would you like it in?

(if pairs or more) what role/relationship do they to each other?

are there any physical, or behavioral traits you'd like them to have?

Links

second blog (My hyper-fixations)

My Ao3

tag masterlist

my fanfic masterlist

my art masterlist

this will be updated at some point

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moniesmonsters · 1 year

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Tag 9 People you Want to Know Better

Oh, I haven’t done one of these in ages~ I used to do them back in the day on deviantART, so it’s nice to have a blast from the past! @no-braincells-inc tagged me~

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Three Ships: Ah, there’s a considerable bit of brain rot going on in the ole noodle near constant, surprisingly mostly for three ships:

Ulquiorra/Grimmjow. I have shipped them for years, but only started writing my own fanfic for them recently. Their pairing tag on AO3 WILL have a resurgence! I swear it! Even if I have to write the fics myself! We will get to 250 then beyond!

Leon S. Kennedy/Chris Redfield. Probably my original brain rot, technically. They were my first ever multi chapter fanfic, and I love their dynamic. Shipped them for ages. So long I... can’t remember when I started? Maybe when I first realized men could love other men?

Dabi/Hawks. The most recent of the brain rot! I got into it very, very recently because my dumb ass didn’t go “oh, that’s a possibility” until someone who had a bunch of bookmarks of them read my Bleach fic.

First Ever Ship: God, I’m old and that was such a long time ago. I’m genuinely struggling to remember. It may have actually been Chris/Leon from Resident Evil. That’s the fandom I’ve been in the longest that I keep up with.

Last Song: Monster Under My Bed by Bebe Rexha

Last Movie: That I finished? Here Comes the Boom with Kevin James. That I have on right now while typing this? Cloudy With A Chance of Meatballs

Currently Reading: No series at the moment, unless we count editing my own work? Last book I finished was Jurassic Park though.

Currently Watching: Again, Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs. TV show? I just finished Paradise P.D., but if you want something that’s not pothead humor, The Yakuza’s Guide to Babysitting (it’s fuckin’ adorable). Had that on last night.

Currently Consuming: Uh, I just ate a 100 grand bar and have a bottle of water. Tip: chew those things thoroughly. The caramel WILL try to kill you for the indiscretions of eating it.

Currently Craving: This Japanese place near Spade’s house. Or the Mexican place.

Tagging: I think I have like two tumbly place friends since most of the others have already been tagged and that’s @ulquiorracifer and @maple4986 (Maple, ships don’t have to be romantic. They can be friends)

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bimbod0llyy · 1 year

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Yall should watch “ the yakuza’s guide to babysitting ” on crunchy roll its so cute and kirishima fine asf ( hopefully y’all write fanfics bout him😘)

Kirishima is the blue haired one ( mc)

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majesty-madness · 10 months

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Commissions?!

So I know that this is way out of the blue, but this is something that I've been wanting to try for a long time. I figured it might be time to take some big steps for the future, and this is what came to mind. This would also help me out financially since I recently moved into a new place.

Anyway, I’ll try to be as thorough as I can without boring you. And of course, if you have any questions please message me.

To start with, I’ll still be writing my own personal stories but it may be in between commissions or after a determined commission period depending on how many commissions I get.

Then there’s the kind of services I provide. How I’ve broken it down is I write fanfics and original stories, this includes: blurbs, drabbles, and one-shots. That applies to original stories as well, however if you are wanting a series that will have to be something that you and I discuss to see if it’s plausible for me.

Also, I not only write stories but I can offer some editing services as well. Take a look at the services down below, it’s explained more in depth there.

Next, how I will take commissions and how they’ll be paid for. When it comes to asking for a story, It's pretty simple; private message me and we can talk about what it is you are looking for. On the pay side, I’ll be doing this through paypal. Now I’ll be honest, I had a bit of a hard time using paypal but I think it’s all set up. I’ll provide a link to it to my paypal and it’ll take you to a page where you can enter the amount of a commission, write what kind of commission you want, and it’ll send it along (again I’m not use to paypal, so let me know if there are any problems).

💮Commission Rates for Writing:

100 - 900+ words: $5

1000 - 1500 words: $10

1501 - 2000 words: $15

2001 - 2500 words: $20

2501 - 3000 words: $25

3001 - 3500 words: $30

And etc.

Here's my paypal

💮Services:

WRITING

Fanfiction

What fandoms I write for: My Hero Academia Demon Slayer Naruto Haikyu! Spy x Family Jujutsu Kaisen Attack on Titan The Yakuza Guide to Babysitting Noragami 91 Days One Punch Man Detroit Become Human Red Dead Redemption II Marvel (mostly Bucky Barnes) COD: Modern Warfare II (I'm jumping on board with this now) Hogwarts Legacy

Original Ideas

EDITING

Test read - $5

Basically what it sounds like, I’ll read your writing and give some feedback on how I felt when reading it, what I liked, what didn’t make sense, and stuff of that nature as well as some spelling and possible grammatical errors.

Light editing - $10

This is where I’d give some basic ideas of what could be improved or anything that feels out of pace with the rest of the piece, etc. +grammatical / spelling

In depth editing - $15

This is where I’d convert your story into a pdf (if I can), and write my notes on the margins then send it back to you after a thorough re-read.

Artist critiques

I have taken art classes at a private college, and I think I could use what I learned here. I’m still a practicing artist, so I’ll offer the best that I can with my current abilities. So for critiques, I will give feedback on your art ranging from composition to color theory. You can submit illustrations, comic books or pages, videos (tutorials, how to’s, etc.), and anything that you feel like could use critiquing. And if you’re not sure, just ask!

Illustration - $5

More than one page (ex. 2/3) - $10

Comic book or pages - $15

Videos (depending on the time) - $20+

Other medium - message me

💮Rules:

“Do’s”

Some ships

Fluff

Angst

Nsfw (not for anonymous accounts)

Gore (varies)

Au’s

Platonic

If you want to know more, again: ask

“Don’ts” (I think these should be obvious)

Pedophilia

Incest / step-cest

Vore

Furries

Beastility

Rape / non-con

Scat

Yandere relationships

Nothing making fun of mental illnesses

*note: For nsfw stories; if you are paying for it, I will assume you are of age! You are responsible for your own decisions!

If you are not sure or are confused by the information above, do not hesitate to ask. I will try to explain it more thoroughly. Overall, I want this to be a pleasant experience for you if you are interested in any of the services I’ve provided.

So I don’t forget, if you don’t want to commission me consider reblogging this post. It would be much appreciated!

Lastly, please understand that you do not have to commission me. I’m taking commissions to learn to make a living as an artist / writer. Since I was young, I’ve always wanted to make a living off of the things I loved to do and this is a step towards that. Any amount you are willing to give helps! And I figured if I could help some people out with the skills I’ve accumulated over the years then it’ll be worth it.

I want to thank you for taking the time to read through this all, and any of you who have supported me. I am truly grateful!

Stay safe and take care of yourselves, I’ll see ya around!

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