#[ frozen guilt // yui ]

[phntasmgoria-moved]

small starter call for my kemono jihen muses! ( kabane, akira, yui, kon, mihai, kumi, and inari ! ) specify muse on both ends! capping at 4 :)

[bones4thecats]

Okay if it's okay could I please ask for Buddha and Adam and Eve and Poseidon but how would they react to Kianna Being forced to become a God and her mental health getting worse realizing she can never die and have to watch the Mortal people she's friends with grow old and die while she stays forever young

I read a bit of lore and diabolic lovers

Where someone would become Adam or in other words become

And in her character lore she ends up becoming a god

Sorry if this is a bit dark

A/N: This is basically all one story looped into one, I may end up making a story based on this, depending on what may ensue in the future. Thank you @nunezs-stuff for the very fun request! Enjoy~~

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🍭 This guy became a god throughout his basic will (in a way)

🍭 But when he met you, you were torn in half

🍭 You had become a god against you will, thanks to Zeus of course

🍭 Buddha was one of the first to approach you after your change

🍭 He had comforted you when you cried about losing everyone you had cared about, he always said he understood, but you and him both knew he didn’t understand exactly

🍭 You killed vampires that killed your sister, and now you became a god, the God of Blood-lust and Revenge

🍭 He was one of the people you were seen alongside the most

🍭 He helped you get through all the depression and anxiety you felt

🍭 Buddha and you were amazing friends, and eventually, after getting over your guilt, you and him would fight in Ragnarok alongside one another

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🔱 This guy did not understand you at all

🔱 When he first met you through his youngest brother, he just glared at you, another ‘half-blood’ it seemed

🔱 Poseidon never really acknowledged you until his brother, Hades, brought you back from Helheim, claiming you had tried jumping into one of their death rivers, he had frozen in place

🔱 He knew you had some problems, but he never knew how bad they were

🔱 Afterwards, he tried to act more attentive

🔱 In other words, he was less gruff around you

🔱 That was what made you two connect, it may not have been a very strong one, but it was a bond nonetheless

🔱 You had hid yourself as you softly wept for the loss of another friend after the third round, knowing you shouldn’t have given so much trust into someone as arrogant as him

🔱 His downfall was inevitable

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🍎 You had just relayed a message to Brunhilde from Zeus when you heard the footsteps of Adam behind you

🍎 You obviously knew who he was, you were a catholic alongside Yui when humans

🍎 Adam just stared at you before speaking

“ You’re that god that Zeus has at his beck and call, am I right? You used to be human, Y/N, I presume. ���

🍎 His blank face whilst saying that made you gasp

🍎 He knew who you were, a traitor to human kind, you knew this was a bad day to relay messages

🍎 Damn it Hermes

🍎 Adam smiled while patting your head

“ Don’t worry, I do not hate you for anything. You becoming a god is their fault. Hope to see you around, my child. “

🍎 Watching him walk away was hard, but you knew what was gonna happen, he was gonna lose, so you spoke up as he left

“ My father, Adam, if you lose, I will take care of Eve and your sons for you, till the end and beyond. “

🍎 He knew he could trust you with anything

🍎 It may have been a brief meeting, but you both knew you cared for one another more than words could ever describe

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🍃 Eve was the final one you had met here

🍃 She was crying in the hallway about the loss of her beloved husband of hundreds of years

🍃 You had remembered the promise you had given her late husband and took the leap

🍃 You feared Eve would hate you, you were apart of the beings that killed Adam

🍃 When you introduced yourself, she seemed to recognize you and she smiled

“ Yes, I’ve heard of you. Adam couldn’t stop raving about how amazing you are. He even said that you swore to protect me and our boys, thank you. “

🍃 She hugged you and you began to tear up as both Cain and Abel joined in

🍃 You may not be able to bring back Adam, but being there for the broken family was good enough for the moment

This was what Adam spoke of when he said you were meant for something more than just being Zeus’ messenger alongside Hermes, you were meant to help humanity defeat the tyrant, and you would, no matter the cost.

[noirangetrois]

Rating: General Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: Gen Fandom: Gundam Wing Relationship: Duo Maxwell & Heero Yuy Characters: Duo Maxwell, Heero Yuy, Chang Wufei Additional Tags: Light Angst, Fluff, Drabble, Teddy Bears, Coffee, Nostalgia, Post-Canon, Not Gundam Wing: Frozen Teardrop Compliant, Preventers (Gundam Wing)

Duo stares at the offending teddy bear, choosing irritation with an inanimate object that has no actual agency over guilt for what he’s done.

A drabble about memories, friendship, mistakes that aren't really mistakes, and growing together through the years.

[lovely-oh-so-lovelyyui]

Good Girl's Grief: 1

" Yui everything you've done was for a reason, the will of God. To cleanse the earth of those filthy monsters. No matter what they tell you do not fall for their ploys. I love you my little dove"

That was the last sentence from her father before he sent her away, unsurprisingly he had gotten tired of her frivolous escapades from her duties but he would never abandon her, yet it seemed her mistake was far too grave this time and hiding her was the best he could do.

She was brought in by the man she called father when she was barely a baby, he cleansed her from the dirt of the garbage pile he found her on, fed her, loved her and yet she could not help but feel askew when she saw who she had become.

Sceptical when her father told her about the creatures of the night, it didn't last long the first time she had killed one of them she was 14. She had sliced his neck off, the blood splattered over the frail girl under him, she didn't remember much aside from the girls freezing fingers clinging to her as she cleaned her up and submitted her to the hospital.

After making sure the girl was safe, she sprinted back home to her father wary of who saw her, her pretty pink tulle skirt now stained crimson. Her fingers trembling with the weight of the now cold blood. Her father had held her has she threw up, the bile in her throat leaving an ugly aftertaste that would never leave.

He told her that she was brave, that she had fought to save that girl, and she had believed him as curled up on his lap the guilt somewhat dissipated to the back of her mind.He had stroked her wet curls as she wailed telling her how amazing his little dove was.

It'd been 4 years since then, her training has begun long before she was aware her father just needed confirmation she was able to..kill. Unfortunately, it seemed she had a talent for it

A prodigy they had called her, by the time she was 16 her father would no longer accompany her on hunts. Yet things only seemed to get worse the fatal blow would be smoother everytime she did it, her hands stopped trembling, the wet patch of tears on her father's lapel grew smaller, the time spent in the confession chamber decreased.

But every action had an equal and opposite reaction, the less time she spent crying she'd spend staring at the ceiling in her room tussling in her sheets trying to sleep, instead of her hands trembling they'd feel cold, frozen she couldn't even hold the nuns hands during prayer without seeing them covered in blood, days she would spend in the sun playing with the children in the orphanage she would now spend in her room curled up on her sheets trying to rest before her next hunt. The scent of blood suffocated her, their eyes following her always, if she looked at the shadows too long the paranoia would consume her.

She watched them, they looked human but always a little refined with pale skin that was almost translucent in the right lighting, and their natural reflex to their surroundings, always as if they were gliding instead of walking. She would spray sickly sweet perfume to enhance her scent, she watched how they all glanced at her once she entered a room, whether it was one of her father's fancier work trips where she would attend gala's in her the finest rose coloured silks or in some abandoned shack where she had been staking out for days the scent of her blood threw them off. But one sip and the poison would spread through their body faster than they expected eroding straight through their jugular.

But she preferred they never drank her blood, it got too messy

But it was all so tiring, she didn't like killing even if she had a talent for it, even if the voice in the back of her head felt sick with satisfaction every time her blade delivered judgement.

But her father noticed, after all he had been through far more than her. They came to Japan for a new start but she couldn't escape it

Her fatal incisions became less precise, the target torture rather than eradication, the stress made her sick, thinner than she'd ever been, her raspberry eyes bloody cranberry with the lack of sleep

It was an anti climatic ending, she killed again except this time it was a vampire hunter instead of a vampire, she saw a trail of messy hunts except the horror which she witnessed was an old man, one of the seniors within the community fairly respected yet his actions vile

He went after vampiric families killing the father and child and locking the mothers up for his own amusement. His lair packed with unhygienic cages, each had three frenzied women. She had killed him on sight

Yui's father had agreed with what she had done, but the higher ups demanded she should've given him a chance to justify himself in a fair trial. And so she was sent away to an old friend of her fathers; they were well aware of the existence of vampires.

It was a mansion, the Sakamaki's they had introduced themselves as. She would properly analyze them once she woke from her nap.

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Fanfiction/Ideas/Snippets:

@doctormegalomania

Dirty Computer (Ch. 25) https://archiveofourown.org/works/28577022/chapters/103831479

Multi, Duo Maxwell/Heero Yuy, Chang Wufei/Original Female Character(s), Trowa Barton/Quatre Raberba Winner

Mature, No Archive Warnings Apply, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Tags Contain Spoilers, Minor Violence, Espionage, Unreliable Narrator, Post-War, Reference To Past Injury, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Original Character(s), Disassociation, Intrigue

Years after the war, nothing is what anyone hoped for. Peace reigns supreme.

@fallenwingzero

Frozen Teardrop Translation https://fallenwingzero.tumblr.com/post/693562763263508480/frozen-teardrop-translation

Volume 7: Rhapsody of Loneliness

Chapter: MC File 5

“I’m not afraid of wolves. ‘Peter and the Wolf’, ‘The Three Little Pigs’, ‘Little Red Riding Hood’, ‘The Shepherd Boy and the Wolf’, ‘The Wolf and the Seven Little Goats’, They are all defeated.”

Mobile Suit Gundam Wing Encyclopedia Translation https://fallenwingzero.tumblr.com/post/693186442798776321/gundam-wing-translations

My translation of Part 1 of the ‘Chronicle of the After Colony era’ from the Mobile Suit Gundam Wing Encyclopedia.

@gemstonecircles

Stockholm (let me go home) https://archiveofourown.org/works/41450049

F/M, Gen, Relena Peacecraft/Heero Yuy

Relena Peacecraft, Chang Wufei, Heero Yuy

Mature, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Minor Character Death, Established Relationship, Trauma, Graphic depictions of violence - Freeform, graphic depictions of death, Assassination attempts, Blood, Knives, PTSD, Night Terrors, Survivors Guilt, Hospitals, Coffee, R+5 friendship, work friend accidentally becomes real friend, Future Fic, Angst, cornucopia of minor OC politicians, gratuitous Fennoscandian world building, speculative linguistics, mostly hurt some comfort, Bittersweet

Wufei just looked at her, and she thought, if she peeled off the edge of the inscrutable mask, that he looked sad.

“It has to be tomorrow someday, Darlian,” he said, draining his tea.

Someday, maybe, she thought. But not today.

On the one year anniversary of an assassination attempt, Relena finds herself back in Stockholm, trying to find a way to move on.

@miyurinq

Heart (Ch. 8) https://archiveofourown.org/works/40914714/chapters/104113602

M/M, Trowa Barton/Quatre Raberba Winner

Not Rated, No Archive Warnings Apply, Post-Gundam Wing: Endless Waltz, Minor Violence, Fluff and Angst

All Quatre wants is to help. Even when the war is over, so many people suffer because of the consequences. Helping rebuild is the least he can do. But he seems unlucky, things go wrong all the time and people get hurt.

Trowa hardly recognizes Quatre. He has changed and seems to have problems. He reluctantly tells him about his bad luck, but Trowa doubts that it's just "bad luck" and decides to investigate.

Arts/Crafts/Photo Manips:

@2pcbart

https://2pcbart.tumblr.com/post/693758053233868800/finally-completed-a-long-overdue-fandomtrumpshate

Preventers, comic

@northstarfan

https://northstarfan.tumblr.com/post/693306222159544320/conduitpins-is-going-to-put-out-some-gundam-pilot

Heero Yuy, pin art

@kyorokyoro34

https://kyorokyoro34.tumblr.com/post/693667370044178432

Quatre Raberba Winner, fanart

@seitou

https://seitou.tumblr.com/post/693681852757786624/citrus-scale-lime-would-you-like-a-piece-of

Quatre Raberba Winner, fanart

@the-reanimated-bhg

https://the-reanimated-bhg.tumblr.com/post/694050039114448896/heero-shit-show-yuy

Heero Yuy’s ‘shit show’, photomanipulation

https://the-reanimated-bhg.tumblr.com/post/693403766121168896

Trowa Barton ‘murdered for bitcoin’, photomanipulation

Photosets/Gifsets/Screenshots/Manga Pages:

@janaverse

https://janaverse.tumblr.com/post/693798193586110464/the-birds-and-the-bees-there-is-a-whole-lot

Duo Maxwell, Sims, screenshot

https://janaverse.tumblr.com/post/693701588862337024/it-wasnt-an-apology-the-discussion-was-short

Duo Maxwell, Heero Yuy, Sims, screenshot

Quotes:

@incorrectgundamwingquotes

https://incorrectgundamwingquotes.tumblr.com/post/693868021080571905/wufei-why-do-people-think-i-dont-like-you-i-do

WuFei & Duo

https://incorrectgundamwingquotes.tumblr.com/post/694049259815911424/littleduo-i-wish-i-could-control-wasps-and-bees

Duo & Sister Helen

https://incorrectgundamwingquotes.tumblr.com/post/693777483032559616/on-a-mission-wufei-alright-listen-up-before

WuFei

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[volleychumps]

hey heY HEY!!! I LOVE YOUR BLOG 🥺 requesting for iwaizumi akaashi kageyama and atsumu with a jealous s/o I love ur scenarios where the boys are jealous😍 this time maybe the other way aorund?? THANK YOU SO MUCH 💗

welcome to this whirlwind of fluff, angst, and slight crack

Volley Boys with a Jealous S/O  (Iwaizumi, Akaashi, Kageyama, Atsumu)

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Iwaizumi

The girls that came to support Seijoh practically had their distaste for you permanently etched into their features. 

Sure, most of them were really present because of Oikawa, the setter known to make the girls swoon through a simple wink in their direction. Iwaizumi, for the most part, wasn’t the one being drooled over. 

But this one damn girl. 

“Iwa-Kun! I brought you a water bottle! You did amazing out there!” 

Your boyfriend doesn’t miss the clench to your knees as Iwaizumi glances at the girl, deeming that she did indeed look a little familiar, but...

“Uh, what’s your name again?” 

You stretch your arms behind your head, biting back a smirk as Matsukawa and Hanamaki give you a double high-five. 

“Don’t be silly, it’s Yui! We had math together? You...helped me out a lot?” The girl giggles, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear as you roll your eyes to the side, popping your head out from beside Iwa. 

“Hi, Yui! Fancy seeing you here!” 

Yui frowns, a smile becoming plastered over her previous emotion quickly. “Oh hi Y/N! What are you doing here?” She sits down on the other side of Iwa as the male doesn’t notice, sucking the yogurt out of a carton with his eyes trained on the match. You scoff, wishing Iwa would notice the situation he was in right now before smiling back, a bit too widely. 

“Just here to support my boyfriend and his team.” 

You don’t miss the sneer that flashes across her face as she crosses her legs, causing her skirt to rise a little higher as you sigh in slight annoyance as she returns her attention to Iwa. 

“Iwa...can we talk?” 

“Um, sure?” Your boyfriend blinks as Yui leans a little closer, practically touching Iwaizumi with her cleavage as you stand suddenly, heat risen to your cheeks as a feeling bubbles up in your stomach. A feeling you didn’t like. 

“What do you think of my outfit today?” 

“I didn’t really look.” 

“Well, you can look now!” 

You grit your teeth, slightly pissed Iwaizumi was either oblivious or too engrossed in the game to care. "I need some air.” 

Before you can walk off, Iwaizumi grabs you by the waist from doing so, snatching you into his lap with a clean sweep with his eyes still focused on the game, chin resting on your shoulder. You shift uncomfortably, and Iwa leans a little closer to your ear. 

“If you ignore it, it will go away.” 

The feeling disappears as you relax into your boyfriend’s hold, humming slightly in agreement as Yui becomes flustered, standing and claiming that her friends needed her before stomping off. You smile as Iwa scoffs from behind you, grip on your waist becoming a little tighter before he wraps his arms around you from behind, breath fanning over your ear.

“No need to get jealous, babe. You’re the only one I see, and that’s that.” 

You roll your eyes at the straightforwardness of the romatic words, but plant a kiss on his lips after turning on his lap, ignoring the groans from his teammates. Iwa blushes at the motion, but doesn’t scold you like he usually would before kissing your shoulder, away from his teammates’ view. 

“I mean it. I saw that eye roll.” 

“Didn’t doubt you for a second.” 

“Liar.” 

“Player.” 

You yelp when his hands tickle your sides, laughing and ignoring the glares from the group of fangirls nearby. You make a show of intertwining your hands with his, kissing his knuckles and jaw as Iwaizumi feeds into it with slight amusement. 

“Enjoying yourself?” 

“Maybe you’d rather it be Yui?”

Iwa pinches your side, his turn coming to roll his eyes. “Don’t even say that, princess. You’ll just get yourself all riled up again.” 

Perhaps he wasn’t as oblivious as you thought. 

Akaashi

“Keiji, you literally let her wipe the sweat off of you with a towel.” 

“Please don’t do this...she was doing it before I even realized it.” 

“Was she also kissing your cheek before you realized it too?” 

You continue your stride through the halls easily, not stopping once as Akaashi walks at your side evenly meeting your pace for when it speeds up. 

“At least talk to me? Instead of running away?” 

You stall, legs frozen mid-walk as you snap your head towards your boyfriend to scowl. You had watched from the stands of a Fukurodani match as some girls from your school ran out excitedly after a win to congratulate the boys, and one had excitedly planted a kiss on your boyfriend’s cheek after oh-so-casually helping him wipe his sweat off with a rag. To say you were beyond pissed was an understatement. 

“Sure. Let’s talk.” You say a bit too sweetly, crossing your arms as Akaashi meets your betrayed stare with an even one. What pissed you off the most was he didn’t even seem guilty or upset that you were acting out. He hardly ever showed you anything. 

“Maybe you could have pushed her off? Reminded her that you have a girfriend who watched the whole 90 minute match just to support you? Or did you forget that when you let her touch you like that?” 

Your voice cracks at the end, and a flash of guilt passes over Akaashi’s face as you spin on your heel, not allowing him to see that your eyes had filled with tears of insecurity. You bite your lip as it quivers, mad at yourself for not accepting that Akaashi hadn’t initiated any of it, but still allowed it to happen in his usual polite nature. 

“Come find me when you want to talk again.” You say lowly, beginning to walk off when Akaashi catches your wrist before you can, silence filling the empty hall. 

“Let go, Keiji.” 

The defeatedness in your voice causes Akaashi to sigh, guilt finally eating at his chest as he gently pulls you into his embrace, the setter feeling awful that he was the reason for the wetness in your eyes. The last three days of silence from you had been more unbearable than he thought.

“I’m sorry.” 

“You’re only sorry because I’m mad.” 

“No. I’m sorry.” Akaashi gently lays your head against his chest as you feel your previous anger finally simmer. “Okay? I’m sorry. If I had known in advance this would happen, I would’ve never let it. I’m loyal to you.” 

Akaashi’s lips brush the top of your head as you sniff. “So please don’t cry.” 

“I’m not crying, I just really want to punch you.” 

“You can punch me if you want.” 

Your airy laugh makes Akaashi’s chest become lighter. He cups your face carefully, tilting your head upwards as he kisses the corner of your eye, tasting saltiness on his tongue as he kisses a tear away. 

“Only you. No one else.” 

“I’ll believe it when I see it.” 

You don’t realize you chose the wrong words as Akaashi gently presses your back against a nearby locker, lips tracing from your jaw down to your neck slowly. 

“Shall I show you, then?” 

“Are you crazy?!” 

“No one’s here.” 

“Keiji, I- you know what, screw it.” 

Akaashi smiles into the kiss you pulled him into, finally feeling peace in his heart now that it was no longer at war with yours. 

God forbid if he ever makes you cry again. 

Kageyama

You would’ve never thought Kageyama would be the boy you had to shoo other girls off of, but you would’ve never also thought that he would be the boy to not realize a single bit of it. 

“Kageyama, she was flirting with you!” 

“....WHAT?!” 

“I...Tobio, what was she doing?” 

“Just stuff...she wanted to see how I set my fingers during the sets. She wanted to hold them and stuff...” 

Your blank look as he trails off makes the first year blink into realization before blue eyes snap up to meet yours with guilt brimmed in them. You groan, massaging your temples as you walk away, Kageyama catching up to you easily with his long strides. 

“I’m sorry!” 

“I don’t even have it in me to be mad at you.” You respond, a tad bit irritated that your boyfriend had let someone else fucking hold his hands. 

You brushed a lot of it off for the most part, really thinking your boyfriend couldn’t read into a lot of girls’ advances due to him being oblivious and stupid to anything not concering volleyball.

Until one match with this one girl- 

“Kageyama!! I came to today’s match too!” 

“Kageyama do your best! I’ll be cheering for you!” 

“Kageyama!!!!” 

Literally someone needs to shoot you and someone needs to do it fast. 

This one girl in particular was all over him, touching his arms before they went to warm up, fixing his hair for him when he had to change into his jersey-

you were at the brink of using mental telepathy in order to convey to Kageyama that this was happening. 

“Want me to get rid of her?” 

“Suga, you’re like the least scariest person I know.” 

“By me, I mean Daichi.” 

“Daichi-” 

“No.” 

“Please?” 

“Just talk to him, dummy.” Daichi grinds his fist into your head as you swat it away, becoming deep in thought. 

You pout from your seat in the stands between the two co-captains who were also your friends, seeing Kageyama remain indifferent as the girl leans a little closer to him. You blink away the heat in your eyes. What was wrong with you? You usually handled it so well before...

Maybe you were becoming insecure?

Kageyama’s blue eyes dart over to your seat to see you looking down at your lap with a small, defeated looking smile on your face before he begins to connect the dots, standing suddenly as he startles the seated people around him. He pulls his arm from the girl’s grasp a bit harsher than necessary before pointing a finger at you, ears reddened and panic in his expression. 

“...girlfriend!” 

“Kageyama-Kun, are you asking me...?” 

“No! I uh...my girlfriend. I have a girlfriend. So please don’t touch me like that.”

Kageyama promptly walks away from her as your jaw slackens, the setter marching his way up to you with business in his steps as he holds his hand out to you, blush set on his cheeks. 

“I...I’m sorry...again.” 

Your dumbfounded expression turns into a smile before you bust out laughing, accepting your awkward boyfriend’s hand as blue eyes dart everywhere but you. 

“I’m glad you realized, Tobio.” 

“C-Can we go somewhere else?” Kageyama flushes an even deeper shade of red, feeling multiple pairs of eyes on him from his gallant announcement. 

You nod energetically as Tobio pulls you out of your seat and into the mostly empty hallway, almost immediately letting out a large breath as his head falls on your shoulder from the height difference. 

“Were you crying...?” 

“No!” you say a little too quickly as Kageyama’s long arms wrap around your waist, burying his face in your hair as he hugs you tightly. Something he rarely did unless he was super serious, almost like when he confessed to you the first time. 

“Don’t cry because of me. I’m sorry if you were jealous...” 

“I was not jealous, and I was not crying, are you deaf-?”

“I like you!” Kageyama says suddenly, catching you off guard at the intensity of his voice. “I like you...I’m yours.” 

Your eyes widen for a moment before your arms raise to rest against his shoulder blades. You laugh a little bit, causing Kageyama to pull back with narrowed eyes and reddned cheeks. 

“What? Am I wrong?” 

“Nope.” you grin, leaning upwards to place an innocent kiss on the tip of his nose. “Same here. I’m alllll yours.” 

“Good. Then don’t sit with my captains anymore.” 

“Ohoho well look how the turntables-” 

“You did not just quote the Office in the middle of our moment.” 

Atsumu

Having a boyfriend that was known to be on the national level from his skills in volleyball? Fun...at times.

What wasn’t fun was how naturally flirtatious this boy could be sometimes. Even Osamu sent you looks of do you want me to beat up my brother when it seemed like he was being inconsiderate of your feelings. 

You roll your eyes, tapping your foot as you wait in front of the stadium, feeling a bit guilty about not being able to come see his match because of a previous engagement you couldn’t miss. Still, you wanted things to smooth over. You hated feeling jealous about girls who couldn’t keep their hands to themselves.

“Y/N.” 

You blink as you look up to meet the greeting wave of Osamu, who walks up to you with a quicker pace than he usually does. “Atsumu left already. You should go.” 

“What-?” 

“Y/N please, don’t let my idiot brother mess up-”

Osamu’s quick words are cut off with a giggle. 

Multiple giggles. 

“Atsumu-Kun, you looked so cool today!” 

“If I was your girl, I would come to every match, no matter what.” 

You feel a lump grow in your throat when your boyfriend emerges with two girls on either arm, giggling and clung onto his side like they had been glued there, Osamu sighs, covering his eyes. He had tried to save you the hurt you were bound to feel, whether what was in front of you was platonic or not. 

“Hey beautiful!” Atsumu calls to you from a distance as the girls all glare daggers in your direction, and you try to smile. You really try. 

But instead, you spun on your heel and simply walked away, eyes brimming with a raging feeling of jealousy and hurt you couldn’t explain. 

Yeah. Maybe Atsumu did deserve someone who wasn’t busy all the time. 

Osamu clicks his tongue as Atsumu watches your now retreating figure in slight confusion, hand going up to wave brightly at you now slowly lowering.

“Will you ever learn?” Osamu simply questions, walking off in the opposite direction as Atsumu palms his face, realizing he had just deepened the grave he had already put himself in with your trust. 

“I appreciate the offer, ladies, but there’s only one girl I want.” Unable to help himself with the growing feeling of distaste in his stomach, he adds, “I’d rather have someone with her own schedule than someone who would cling to me all day.” 

With that, and a new douchiness engraved in the girls’ minds, Atsumu runs. He keeps running until he sees you, only stopping when he successfully blocks your path, both arms outstretched from keeping you from going anywhere. 

“Halt.” 

“I’m not in the mood for jokes.” You say quietly, going to move around him as Atsumu takes the opportunity to scoop you up, ignoring the thrash of your legs as you simply give up, the tears you were trying to hold back slipping. God, you felt like a baby who didn’t get what she wanted. 

“You’re not getting put down until we talk.” 

Atsumu continues to walk, humming slightly as you stay silent for a few minutes, exhaling deeply when your thoughts are in array. 

“Am I...not enough for you?” 

The walk stops. 

“If there’s someone else you’d rather be with-” 

“Just kidding. Worst talk ever.” Atsumu cuts you off, kissing you in order to put a stop to your words as he holds you a little tighter, guilt eating inside of him from blatantly flirting harmlessly with all those girls, not realizing he was causing an immense amount of harm to you. 

Maybe he should start learning now. 

“Listen, beautiful-wait no I’m talking stop trying to escape- you’re my girlfriend. My one and only, beautiful girlfriend that I would never let go of. I wouldn’t do things like this,” he kisses your cheek. “or this.” your forehead. “Or especially this.” 

Your lips. 

“-with someone who isn’t you. Got that, hot stuff?” 

You press your lips into a line before nodding once, causing Atsumu to offer you a bright smile, finally setting you down to hold you by the shoulders. 

“Now, what can I do to make my beautiful girl smile?” 

What he didn’t know, however, was that he had already done plenty. 

“Nothing.” 

“Don’t be like that! At least kiss me-” 

“Atsumu?” 

“Yes, love?” 

“...you might wanna tell Osamu that he took the wrong way home-” 

“oh shit.”

[haikyuuwaifu]

Miss Independent

Genre: Crack, Humor, Drama, NSFW Content, Mild Angst

Warning: Mild Angst

Kenma x Osamu x Suna x Reader Poly

Masterlist

Daichi & Y/N| K& S| O & Y| S & Y

‘Great One-Jessie Reyez’

DAICHI & Y/N

“Y/N!” a loud boisterous voiced called out, as she slammed her locker shut. Shaking her head slightly, she smiled softly at the literal ray of sunshine headed her way. “Y/N! How come Dadchi wasn’t at practice this morning?” Shoyo asked his “mom” as they walked towards the first year hall. “He’s out sick today Shoyo, so it’s gonna be up to you guys to be on your best behavior.” the boy scoffed next to her. “I am ALWAYS on my best behavior! It’s Bakageyama and Saltybitchma that are always fighting.” he screeched waving his hands. Rubbing her temples Y/N sighed as she stopped in front of his homeroom door. “Look, if you boys can get through one practice without fighting, I’ll take you out for dinner tonight; that ramen shop you like.” she stated patting his head affectionately. “I’ll see you after school Shoyo!” she murmured waving behind her as she walked on towards the stairs. Maybe after practice she’d take Daichi some broth and cuddle.

Y/N slid her phone back into her jacket pocket clapping as she watched Tsukki block Hinata’s spike. “Great job Kei-chan!” she yelled cupping her hands over her mouth to make herself louder. Tsukishima turned to scoff softly, “Don’t do that! It’s embarrassing Y/N!” he snarked, cheeks pinking slightly. Behind him Tanaka and Noya snickerd softly. Glaring Y/N spoke, “since you both find it hilarious you’ll be cleaning the gym up with the rest of the second years.” a mix of groans and cheers were heard as coach Ukai blew the whistle signaling the end of practice. “ You brats coming to the shop tonight?” he grunted out, hands on his hips watching the second years tear down the net. Y/N shook her head as she handed him her clipboard. “Nope, the third years and I are treating the first years to Ramen at that new place near Shiratorizawa.” she answered. “Well, be careful brat; and call me if you need anything.” he grumbled. “Thank you gramps!” she cooed giggling at the way his shoulders hunched at the mild insult. “Alright brats, let’s go! I know you have homework tonight and I don’t want to be out too late.” she grumbled herding everyone out of the gym.

The group of students made their way to the train, the first year boys grumbling about upcoming exams and how hungry they were. Yachi hung back, discussing weekend plans with Kiyoko and Y/N. Everything was as it should be. Sitting on the train Y/N pulled out her phone to see a slew of messages from her idiot best friend. As they rode the train, she, Yachi, and Kiyoko cackled at the recollection of Kuroo getting his kneecaps swiped by Yaku yet again. Everything was right with the world. Stepping off the train, the three girls locked arms as they kept an eye on the rowdy boys ahead of them. Suga hooked his arm in Y/N’s free arm as Asahi brought up the rear. “How do you think Daichi is doing?” Suga asked, keeping his eyes on the boys ahead. “I texted him, during practice; he said he was resting; I think I’m going to bring him some broth on my way home.” Y/N murmured looking at the sky ahead. 

Making their way to the Ramen Shop the third years and Yachi enjoyed the silence, as the boys ahead spent most the time quietly discussing their upcoming practice matches. The restaurant was a good ten minute walk from the station. Y/N had pulled her phone out of her pocket, receiving a notification from Kuroo, when she stumbled into a frozen body in front of her. Looking up, she saw that the person she had run into was Tsukishima. “Tsukki why’d you stop in the middle of th-” she started to ask, when she noticed his narrowed into slits. Turning her head, she looked in the direction he was facing only to see her boyfriend of four years Daichi Sawamura lip locked with the volleyball captain of the girls team Yui Michimiya. Before she could stop anyone, Hinata had already clambered inside Kageyama behind him. Tsukki gripped Y/N’s arm tightly, mostly to prevent himself from clocking his captain. Suga, Asahi and Kiyoko followed the two boys inside to see Daichi and Yui eyes wide eyeing the feral boys standing in front of them.

Arms crossed Suga sneered at the couple. “I thought you were sick Daichi? Because this doesn’t look like sick.” “I thought you were going to get meat buns.” he stammered out, scratching the back of his head. He still had no idea Y/N was with them, as she was still outside trying to calm down a raging Tsukishima. “No, we didn’t get meat buns today; because Y/N, you know...your girlfriend, she decided to take the boys out for ramen since they were so cooperative at practice today.” Suga uttered harshly. Next to this train wreck, Kageyama had his phone to his ear; “Oikawa, it’s me...we’re at the ramen place by Shiratorizawa...Sawamura just got caught cheating on Y/N...I doubt he’s goign anywhere anytime soon...got it.” 

Outside, Tsukishima was still shaking with rage, as Y/N tried to calm him down. Yamaguchi stood next to him, trying to assist but nothing was working. “I’m going to go inside, and see what’s going on. Yams you stay here with Tsukki, I’m sure it’s all a big misunderstanding.” Y/N said not even believing the words coming out of her mouth. As she made her way inside, Tsukki pulled his phone out... “Hey shit head its me...Sawamura just got caught cheating on Y/N...I think Kageyama already called Oikawa...he won’t be going anywhere any time soon just get here as soon as you can.” hanging up Tsukki made his way inside the cafe.

Walking towards the crowd, Y/N could hear the barely audible excuses tumbling out of her boyfriends mouth. Stepping through everyone she made her way to the front. Sugawara was shaking, fists clenched to his sides as he listened to all the stupid shit Daichi was spewing. Looking behind him Y/N saw Michimiya visibly shaking in fear. Fear of guilt or fear of retaliation she couldn’t tell you; and right now she didn’t really care. When Daichi saw Y/N approach a part of him sighed in relief, but that relief was soon replaced by guilt and by fear. “sweetie, I-” she held her hand out to halt whatever he was about to say. “I don’t want to hear your excuses Daichi, I want to know why...I want to know why you would throw four years of our lives together away Daichi?” she mumbled, hands folded in front of her. “I didn’t...I don’t really know how it h-” he started, trying to find the words. Behind him Michimiya spoke. “We didn’t mean to fall in love with eac-” before she could finish Yachi had her fist cocked back and launched before anyone could stop her. With a cry Michimiya pressed her hands to her nose, tears streaming as blood gushed out. “No one fucking asked you to speak, this is partially your fucking fault.” Yachi screamed shaking the numbness out of her fingers.

“Y/N I’m so sorry. Honestly, I don’t know how it happened, and I didn’t mean for it to happen. It was a mi-” she shook her head, tears pooling at the ends of her eyelashes. “A mistake is a one time thing Daichi...this wasn’t a one time thing...I hope you’re happy with the choices you made, because I don’t ever want anything to do with you again.” she murmured, turning towards the exit. “I’m goign to head to the station, if you could grab food to go; we can go to my house and eat there.” she murmured making her way outside. As she stepped out of the shop she heard someone yell behind her. Turning towards the sound she saw a familiar head of crazy hair and broke into sobbed as she ran towards him barreling him over; her fast in his chest. “It’s alright Kitten, I’m here now.” Kuroo murmered. Behind him the Seijoh boys came running. Oikawa and Makki pulled Y/N with them, as Issei, Iwa and Kuroo made their way to the ramen shop. The boys had business to take care of.

-Y/N and Kuroo have been best friends for most their lives. When his parents died he had to move to Tokyo to live with is grandparents; but they never lost touch and visit every weekend. (For the sake of the story both places aren’t super far).

-Daichi and Y/N met in middle school and started dating the beginning of their second year. Their third year of high school would have been 5 years together. 

-Y/N has always loved taking photos. She takes photos of the players and at training camps. She’s friendly and outgoing so everyone in the volleyball circles know her. The Seijoh boys look out for Y/N since she sometimes takes photos of their practice and regular matches.

-It is in fact confirmed that Daichi got his ass beat, by Kuroo, Iwa, and Issei. Oikawa, Makki, the rest of the third years and the first year babies took Y/N home and spent the rest of the night trying to cheer her up. Kuroo took Y/N to Tokyo for the weekend to get her away from Daichi.

-That following Monday, when Ukai found out, Daichi was demoted and benched. Y/N was like a daughter to him, and you really shouldn’t underestimate the power she holds over literally anyone who meets her ;)

In conclusion: Daichi is trash LMAO.

@dabilove27​ @amberisnotcrazy​ @elianetsantana​ @cloudyxlay 

[mermaid--bride]

What if the Diaboys were Disney songs?

So... This was harder than I thought it would be XD

I have changed Shu’s song so many times! For Reiji I was gonna give Mulan’s “Man out of you”, but the one in the list seemed to fit him better. I struggled A LOT with Carla and Azusa and, in the end, had to go with the “Good enough” options, since I simply couldn’t find the right songs for them.

Of course this is all based on my own opinion about each character. If there’s a song you think works best for anyone here, I would love to hear your thoughts on it.

Shu: Out there (The hunchback of Notredame)

The eldest Sakamaki always felt like a prisioner at the castle and wanted more than anything to be free and meet the world beyond those walls and rules surrounding him. He had a taste of that freedom when he met Edgar and I feel like this song portrays that deep desire flawlessly.

Reiji: Queen of mean (Descendants III)

I believe the biggest issue with Reiji is that he was always neglected due to Shu’s “perfection”. Such thing caused him to envy his brother and resulted on a superiority complex in relation to everyone around him in a desperate attempt to show what he’s worth. That’s why I think this song suits him, since it is also about someone who got neglected despite being always the perfect type.

Ayato: Perfect world (The Emperor's New Groove)

Do I need to explain this one? It’s literally a song praising this guy who is supposed to be the ruler of a nation despite being so full of himself. Just chance “Kuzco” to “Ayato” and you have the perfect song for our Ore-sama.

Kanato: In a world of my own (Alice in wonderland)

This guy wants everything his way. So much, anything can be a reason for him to freak out. The biggest evidence could be how he constantly tries (and succeeds on some endings) to turn his s/o into a living/literal doll so that they would never oppose or resist him. He is hardly open for talking, which is why I picked this song. Always in a world of his own.

Laito: Can you feel the love tonight (Lion King)

I couldn’t think of a better song for Laito and, to be honest, I’m not totally happy with this one. While “Love is an open door”, from Frozen, might better portray his manipulative side, I feel like this one shows best the duality of his character, where although he gives himself to “love” (pleasure) every night, he also can’t seem to get rid of his past, which he always keeps to himself.

Subaru: Trashin the camp (Tarzan) Evermore (Beauty and the beast Live action)

This man is always called a brat by his brothers. He constantly isolates, believing always the worst about himself and trying to accept he is better alone. Deep inside, though, he craves to be loved and to have this pain and guilt taken away from him. I don’t think any other song can better portray those feelings.

Ruki: Almost there (The princess and the frog)

After searching for a long time, I finally found this song (don’t know why I didn’t remember it). It’s just the perfect fit for Ruki, who is always focused on his mission to please the man who saved his life to the point he barely has the time to enjoy himself.

Kou: If only (Descendants)

I intended on giving Kou the song Shiny, from Moana, since he’s so focused on his looks all the time. Still, I wanted to go deeper than that, which is why I chose this song. Kou is always struggling to understand feeling, rather it’s other people’s or his own. His own eye, while blessing him with the hability to see people’s true emotions, becomes a curse if he can’t understand said feelings.

Yuma: I’ve got a dream (Tangled)

In him MB route, Yuma talks many times about his dream of reencountering his gang friends, specially his leader. He also asks Yui about her own dreams and the two together fight to keep those dreams alive throughout the route. That being said, I think this song is the one that better captures that essence that got me so in love with his character.

Azusa:  I Can Go The Distance (Hercules)

Now hear me out... We all know about Azusa’s fixation for knives and pain, but we also know the origin to that. As a child he was a lonely child and would only get attention when someone decided to hurt him, which made him believe the only way he would ever be accepted would be through his own pain and suffering. I think this song represents him well in that regard.

Carla: My Lullaby (The Lion King 2)

This young king treasures his kind and it’s superiority in relation to the other races more than anything in the world. That’s why I chose this song. Like Zira, he will stop at nothing to restore the glory of the founders and will resort to the most sadistic and cruel methods to ensure his dominance and get rid of anyone who crosses his path.

Shin: You’re only second rate (Return of Jafar)

Well, about Shin. He is always looking down on people around him and wishes to be better than his brother more than anything in this world. Sadistic and violent to an extreme that most time gets him in more trouble than actually getting him somewhere. I think this is the best song for him as Jafar uses his magic to humiliate and play around with the Genie, even though he was the one who gave those powers to the villain in the first place.

Kino: I’m still here (Treasure planet)

Although Show yourself would be a great song about when Kino’s powers awakened and all, I think this song better suits his deep desire to be remembered. He wants to do something of significance in the world to get back on everyone who turned his back on him in the past and so I chose this beautiful song for him.

[threeconsecutivefs]

Heather: Daichi x Reader Pt. 2

HI!!!! Thank you so much for asking for this!  I’m so happy that you guys liked this one!  (For real tho, I was squealing with joy when some of you asked for me to do a part two. I ACTUALLY SQUEALED.).  Well anyway, here ya go!

(Part 1)

Summary:  You’ve been in love with Daichi since your third year, but the love is unreciprocated.  But things are bound to turn out for the better, right?

Warnings: Angsty-ish, then a smidge of fluff!

Notes:  I think it’s gender neutral.  If it’s not, just tell me!  Still, there are weird things in the midst of them.  Don’t want you to get too sad :).  ALSO, this might be a slight suga x reader, so yay!

(Sugawara is such a mom friend, and frankly, so am I.  I should start the association: Mom friends, which includes Yaku and Sugamama.)

Word Count: 1K words, 5.3 characters.

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“Yui.”

My eyes widened as my head flooded with unspoken apologies.  Half of me thought to apologize about the ordeal, but half of me knew that an apology wouldn’t be worth it.  I seemed to stand frozen for hours.

My eye caught a gleam of light and shot towards Yui’s fingers.

A ring.  He proposed. (Is it too early to propose tho? I mean, nah?)

The pieces began to put themselves into place.  

Why he didn’t know what to say.  

Why he walked out. 

I began to crumble, guilt flooding my thoughts as I realized how selfish my thoughts had become.  How could I have been so blind?  Did he propose to her before I told him my feelings?  Obviously, he must have been planning this, so even if I had told him before he proposed, it would’ve had the same outcome.

Move. 

Move!

MOVE!

I took a step towards them, and then another until I was running past them.  As I rushed down the stairs, my knees buckled and I collapsed, hugging my knees close to my chest.  

Why did it have to turn out like this?  Why did she have to be there?  Why does everything go wr-

“Y/N?  Is that you?”  A familiar voice passed through my ears.  When I looked up, an old friend was crouched in front of me.  “Hey, how are you?”

“Suga?  Hey, it’s been too long,”  I smiled sadly, looking at him with puffy eyes.  “I’m sorry you have to see me like this, this week hasn’t exactly gone too well.”  I began to stand up when he plopped next to me.

I relaxed, and we sat there for the next couple of minutes.  My body slumped lightly onto his, and I closed my eyes.  He froze for a second, and then placed his hand on mine.  “If you want to talk, I’m all ears.”  He smiled softly.  

I relayed the story to him, apologizing afterward for the long story.  After a short silence, I tried to cut the tension, “Hey, by the way, what do you do now?”  

Still smiling, he replied, “I’m studying to become an elementary school teacher!  Well, actually, right now I’m working as a TA, but it’s still something.”

His smile was comforting and warm, almost like sitting in front of a blazing fireplace.  The smile was also refreshing, compared to what I had been around for the past couple of days.

“Wow!” My face brightened up. “You’ve always been good with kids, haven’t you?  I mean, you managed Noya and Hinata, so that’s something.”  

Sugawara was always kind, and his company was great.  He always tried to ease a situation and had a motherly personality.

“Suga, is that you?” I jolted when the deep voice echoed down the staircase. Daichi came down the stairs with a toothy grin and I buried my face into my knees.  When he spotted the two of us, his pace slowed down into a stop.  His face quickly relaxed and plopped onto the steps.  He opened his mouth to speak.

“I’m-”

“I-” I (awkwardly) interrupted.  We continued doing that for the next 3 minutes

“You go-”

“No, you-”

“OH MY GOD.  STOP!”  Suga exclaimed, with a tired, yet excited face. He pointed at Daichi, “You.  Explain.  I know what happened, now tell me your perspective.”

“... Before you say anything,” I peeped, lifting my head up while wiping my tears with my sleeves, “When did you get engaged?  And why didn’t you tell me about it?  Congrats, though.”  I laughed sadly.

“I- I proposed before you told me you liked me,” He grimaced, then realized what he did, “Not, that I hate you for it, it was my fault for pushing you to tell me.  I just... didn’t know what to tell you, so instead of coming up with something on the spot, I wanted to think about what to say.”

“But why did it take days?  I really thought you hated me for what I said.”  I croaked out, resisting the tears that were bound to fall out of my eyes.

“That was on me, Yui wanted to discuss wedding things-”

“I don’t blame her, it’s exciting.” I interrupted. 

“-exactly.  I didn’t mean to hurt you, but you do know that you’re gonna have to explain to her what happened, right?”  He glanced towards the apartment.

My face soured, “Shit, I mind as well move to France and change my name.  I don’t wanna die of embarrassment-   SUGA!  Move with me so I’m not lonelyyyy!” I burst into a fit of giggles which diminished my depressed mood.

Blushing, Sugawara began to laugh, and soon enough, Daichi did too.  We stood up and headed towards the apartment, leaving the heartbreak and sadness behind us.

~Timeskip~

“You may kiss the bride.”  

I watched the newlywed couple seal their marriage as applause rang through the hall.  As I held my bouquet of flowers, I fiddled with the promise ring that was given to me just a few months prior.  The happy couple walked down the aisle, and soon, the groomsmen and bridesmaids followed suit.

“You okay?” A soft whisper escaped Kōshi’s lips, his hands sliding into mine.

Smiling, I hummed in response.  Sometime after Daichi and I straightened out our quarrel, and an embarrassing apology to Yui, Kōshi and I began dating.

“Thank you, by the way,” I squeezed his hand, and looked at him.  “For everything.”  He laughed quietly, leaning down to kiss the top of my head as we exited the hall.

“No problem, princess- oop, don’t trip there.”  He grinned and lifted your dress to help you step over the ledge.  Pulling me aside, he stepped in front of me. 

“Thank you, again.  You’re literally a lifesaver.”  I giggle as I looked up, and stood on my toes.  He tilted his head down and I pecked him on his lips. 

“I love you.”

“Me too.” 

(HAHA, I’M SORRY FOR MAKING Y’ALL SAD ON THE LAST ONE, HERE’S A BETTER ENDING!  [YEAH YOUR LOVE IS REQUITED])

(Masterlist)

[holeinotomemind]

MLQC Fanfic: Hearts of Storm - Ch 10 - Warmth

WARNING: NSFW/18+ fic. Angst! Smut! Prev chapter dub/non-con, eventual 3P, spoilers, long dragged out fic and angst. Not morally correct. Turn away if this is not your thing. Pairing: Shaw x MC, Gavin x MC, Shaw x MC x Gavin AO3 Link: [here]

Notes: [See full notes on AO3] Big thanks to Lutz, sushikitty (aka Aelyxandra) and Sonicaj for betaing this chapter again!Sorry for the long wait between the last chapter and this one. School started back up again and I barely had any time to do anything other than class and assignments. I'm barely 1/3 way through the term and I feel like I'm burning out already. T_T  This is one of the chapters that I knew I was going to write from the very beginning. Some things have changed due to how the story progressed, but most of how I originally pictured it was still in tact. I hope you liked it as much as I did.

When their lips met, it was the softest of caresses, delicate like the wings of a butterfly, a mingling of breaths. Pulling back slightly, Shaw’s amber eyes scanned and took in her expression before leaning back in for more.

Her heart fluttered as he invaded her senses. His fresh scent enveloped her. She felt the warmth of his lips radiating through her body, like the rising sun on an early summer morning.

Bit by small bit, the block of ice that sat in her chest began to crack and thaw.

She stopped crying a moment ago, but when he ended their kiss, a single tear rolled down her cheek once again. A tear of relief. Somehow that huge, gaping hollow in her chest had shrunk a little. The simple act of breathing no longer debilitated her.

Unease flashed across Shaw’s eyes. He froze as he noticed her tear. As if with great restraint, he straightened himself and stepped back from her. The hand that touched her a moment ago balled into a tight fist, held at his side.

The sudden loss of his warmth caused her to quickly raise her head, only to see him turning his back to her. Panicked, her hand shot out to clutch the hem of his t-shirt with her slender fingers.

He turned his head back to look at her, giving her a stern look as if telling her to let go.

Yui’s hand shook at his rejection, but she refused to let go. Looking up at him, she gazed into his eyes of molten gold as if silently begging him to stay with her, to not take that precious warmth away from her.

Shaw’s brows furrowed as they stared at each other, neither looking away.

“Do you know what this means?” He said, breaking the long silence between them as he turned to face her again.

Casting her eyes downwards, she didn’t answer his question. Neither did she release her hand. She held on even tighter.

He spread his fingers under her chin and clasped her jaw, forcing her to face him again. His eyes bore into hers as he repeated with a low voice, “Do you know what this means?”

For the last nine months, she had known him, she had seen his many faces. She had seen him laugh and joke. She had seen him surprised, annoyed, and angry, but she had never seen him so serious. It was as if he had placed so much significance into his question that his subsequent actions would depend entirely on her answer.

She was a woman who asked a man to stay and comfort her. Did she know what that meant? Yes.

But was she ready to face the consequences? She didn’t know. In spite of it, she could feel the gentle warmth emanating from his large hand that was firmly holding her jaw right now. If there was one thing she was sure of at this very moment, it was that she didn’t want to let it go.

Didn’t want to let him go.

Holding his gaze firmly, Yui nodded.

Narrowing his eyes at her answer, Shaw bent towards until his face was mere inches away from hers.

“Who am I?” His deep voice resounded, cold and controlled.

“Shaw.”

Before she could say another word, his lips crashed into hers. The pressure of his grip increased. As soon as her jaw slackened, his tongue pushed past her teeth and caressed hers with wicked strokes. This was nothing like the delicate soft kiss they shared just minutes ago. Instead, it was a pure demand, an invasion of her senses.

Heart pounding in her chest, she felt as if her once-frozen blood began to pump through her veins again, chasing away the chill in her bones little by little.

Yes, this was the warmth she was searching for. Shaw was the buoy in the middle of the sea that she had found and grasped onto with the last of her strength. And now, she must hold onto him with every fiber of her being if she wanted to survive.

As she slanted her head to allow him better access, she vaguely registered that the milk tea was being taken out of her hand before her back was pressed against the window.

She should have felt the cold bite of the glass when the blanket slipped off her shoulders. But as she wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him even closer to her, all she could feel was his mouth on hers and the burning heat of his skin.

When he finally broke the kiss and rested his forehead on hers, they were both gasping for breath. Slowly, the corner of his mouth turned up into a cocky smirk.

“So this is what it takes to stop you crying, huh?” He chuckled softly as his fingers slipped under her sweater.

She let out a small gasp as he brushed her bare skin just above the waistband. Back and forth, his finger lingered before lightly tracing up her waist.

Leaning his forearm on the window, he pressed his lips onto her delicate ear. Yui could feel his every single hot breath and the movements of his soft lips when he said, “But I can’t guarantee not to make you cry again for a different reason tonight.”

Shivering, she inhaled sharply at the harsh sting of his bite on her earlobe. His deep chuckles vibrated in her ear as he took it into his mouth, licking and biting the most sensitive parts, repeating the sensual assaults every time her quivering intensified.

Still trapping her between his body and the window, he pushed her sweater up to reveal her soft breasts covered only by the thin fabric of her pink bra. Tracing his finger from the center up on the neckline, he watched as her chest fell up and down from her every breath. Then, with a hook of his finger, he pulled the cup of her bra down to reveal her pink nipple.

Cupping her breast in his large hand, he bent his head and flicked her nipple with his tongue before taking it in his mouth. Her body jerked as Shaw sucked hard at it, squeezing and kneading her breast at the same time. She let out small whimpers, but she quickly covered her mouth with a hand to muffle the sound.

“Still so sensitive,” he teased.

She squirmed every time he pulled on her nipple with his teeth, but the hand she had on his shoulder remained, never attempting to push him away.

As Yui felt herself dampening from the way he was playing with her body, a wave of guilt washed over her, but the feeling of his feverish skin on hers quickly pushed all other thoughts away.

All she wanted was to feel more of his touch, more of his warmth on her. All she wanted to feel was that she was no longer alone.

When he finally pulled back to straighten to his full height, he loomed over her and took in the visuals. Her face flushed red as her mouth parted slightly with quickened breaths. Her clothes disheveled with one breast naked in front of him and her now-hardened nipple glistened with his saliva.

Seemingly satisfied with his handy work, the amber in Shaw’s eyes darkened as a smirk flashed across his face. He shrugged off his jacket and threw it aside before he went back to unbutton his shirt, all the while holding her gaze.

It was as if he was making a show of it, daring her to look away as every undone button revealed more of his muscular chest and defined abs.

The blush on her cheeks grew impossibly darker. Her heart pounded in her chest and blood rushed through her veins. The way he looked at her made her feel like a prey trapped under the claws of a predator. And the predator was about to devour her whole. Raising her arms in front of her chest, she tried to hide her nakedness from him.

“Why are you hiding your tits now when you just let me suck on them a minute ago?” He tutted as he threw his shirt on the ground, annoyed that he was denied the view.

Reaching down with his hands, he lifted her hips slightly off from the bench, then in one swift move yanked her skirt down, baring her creamy thighs. Yui yelped, but before she could squeeze her thighs together, he already wedged his knee between hers forcing them open.

Hovering over her, he squeezed her neglected breast, kneading it with a rough hand while shoving his other hand inside her matching pink panties.

A small mewl escaped from her mouth as the tip of his finger stroked over her damp folds. She grabbed onto his wrist in an attempt to push his hand away but ended up digging her fingers in his skin as his rough fingertips brushed over her clit.

Narrowing his eyes, he yanked at the remaining fabric of her bra so that both of her breasts became fully exposed. Leaning down again, he took her nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting on it as he had done with the other one earlier. But this time, he seemed to be rougher with her.

The strange feeling that he was mad at her rose in her mind, but before she could give it any more thought, the tip of his finger slipped past her folds into her. She clenched her thighs around his hand as he continued to push his digit deeper inside.

“Tsk, you’re not as wet as last time.”

His thumb rubbed the hard nub of her clit. Involuntarily, Yui’s hips jerked, causing his finger to slide even further into her core. Her toes curled at the sensation and it became harder for her to contain her voice with each of the strokes he made.

Locking eyes with her, he watched her expressions intensely while he inserted a second finger in her, then a third, all the while still sucking and teasing her nipple.

Embarrassed at his intense gaze, she quickly covered his eyes with her hand. “S-stop looking at me.”

“Didn’t take you for a kinky one,” he chuckled.

“W-what?”

“It does add to the thrill when you can’t see,” he said as he pulled her hand from his eyes and took the tip of her index finger into his mouth. Sucking on it, he twirled his tongue around the sensitive pad of her finger. “But I’d prefer to have you blindfolded instead.”

“Who said anything about blindfolding?” She pushed his face away from her. “You perv!”

“Perv, huh?” Raising his broken brow, his fingers inside her curled without warning as his thumb flicked her sensitive clit.

She let out a pleasured cry as she writhed against his hand and her core grew more slippery at every thrust of his fingers, every stroke at her most sensitive spot. She could feel tension building inside her and bit by bit her cohesive thoughts were lost to pleasure.

“Who’s the perv now?” He smirked when he finally withdrew his fingers from her and it was slick with her juices.

Just as he parted his lips and was about to lick his fingers clean, Yui turned her head away squeezing her eyes shut. It was too embarrassing to see.

He laughed softly again, seemingly entertained by her reaction.

Perhaps it was due to the loss of vision that her hearing enhanced, she could hear every little sound of him undoing his belt buckle, his zipper, his jeans falling onto the floor, and him kicking them aside.

By the time she gingerly opened her eyes again, he was fully naked in front of her, his hard length proclaiming his desire for her.

Her lips quivered.

She watched as he hooked his fingers on the sides of her wet panties, pulling it down to reveal the curls between her legs, glistening with the evidence of her own desires. Her heart pounded in her chest as he yanked her sweater above her head and slipped off her bra, leaving her completely naked in front of him.

She could feel the cold bite of the window on her bareback. She shivered.

Was she really going to do this?

His hot length pressed against her core, and the warmth from him chased away the fleeting thoughts of doubts from her mind. Shaw ran his length along her slick folds, teasing her, rubbing against her sensitive flesh, the muscles on his abs contracting at every move.

Yui whimpered softly every time he brushed over her clit and her juice quickly covered the underside of his shaft. With a satisfactory smile, he pushed the head of his erection against her opening.

“Wait!”

“What?” He spat out, clearly unhappy to be stopped mid-motion.

“Can we…” she said with a voice so low that he barely heard her. “Can we use a condom?”

He stared at her for a moment before he clicked his tongue in annoyance. She thought he was going to refuse, but instead, he turned to pick up his wallet and fished out a small packet. Biting a corner with his teeth, he ripped it open. With skillful hands, he quickly rolled the condom on his erection.

Gripping his rigid length in his hand, he pressed the tip of his cock against her entrance again. This time, he didn’t waste any more time teasing her. With one hand pressing on her knee, he spread her wide beneath him. In one powerful thrust, he pushed inside her.

Her brows knitted, letting out a small gasp as he filled and stretched the heated core in her body. Without giving her any time to adjust, he pulled out almost entirely, then plunged back deep into her, pressing her harder into the window with his every thrust.

“Ah, you’re as tight as I remembered,” he said between soft grunts.

Wrapping her arms around him, she pulled him towards her, greedy for the skin contact, for how hot he was making her. Her nails dug into his back every time he slammed back into her, feminine moans escaping her opened lips uncontrollably.

She heard him laugh softly again before he pressed his lips onto her ear and said, “You know, if someone walks past this alley right now, they’ll get a show of me fucking you.”

It took a minute for his words to register through the haze of her passion. She stiffened at the reminder that the window of this workshop was on the ground floor facing a narrow alley. In a panic, she struggled against him, trying to push him away. But no matter how she pushed at his chest, he wouldn’t budge an inch.

“Shaw,” she begged. “Please… C-can we move… to the bed?”

“No,” he rejected her, thrusting even deeper and faster into her. His hand reached up to squeeze her breast. “You’re excited at the thought of being watched, aren’t you? Such a naughty girl.”

She shook her head.

“No? Then why would a good girl’s pussy get so tight at the thought of being watched? Or is your pussy practically strangling my cock a sign of you being turned off, huh?”

She wanted to argue, but when she opened her mouth all that came out was breathless cries, one louder than another. Yui didn’t know if it was the fear of being seen but every single thrust made her body tremble harder in ecstasy.

Chuckling, he placed his hand on the back of her head and pressed it against his chest. With a surprisingly gentle voice, he said, “Now nobody will see it’s you.”

Her mind was no longer coherent as tension built inside of her, barely remembering what she was objecting to a moment ago. Following her last rational thought, she buried her head in his chest before her mind went completely blank.

Guiding her legs to wrap around his narrow hips, he pumped inside her faster and faster, until her body suddenly stiffened. Rapture crashed into her like a wave, coursing through her body. Her vision blurred as she cried out her release. Her core spasmed around his cock as he buried himself deep inside her.

It took a while before her frantic heartbeat slowed and she realized he had held her close to him through her orgasm. Rubbing her hand over the hard muscles on his back where she dug her nails deep into a moment ago, she eased away from him to see another aggravating smirk plastered on his face as he pulled out from her.

“Told you I’d make you cry,” he said, leaning in to kiss the tears on her cheek. She hadn’t realize she had cried at all.

Frustrated at his endless teasing, her hand landed on his chest with an audible smack. But she knew it wouldn’t have fazed him. She gasped as he lifted her up as if she weighed nothing by cupping a large hand on her ass. Reflexively, she latched onto him as if a koala to a tree.

Carrying her over to the bed, he dropped her on the soft mattress before flipping her over on her stomach. He took in the sight of her fair skin against the black linens on his bed before wedging one knee between her thighs, spreading them apart as his weight dipped the mattress.

Before she was able to prop herself up, Shaw was already on top of her, pinning her down with his whole body, the tip of his still-hard length pushing apart her slick folds once again.

“Shaw, I…”

“Selfish girl,” he cut her off, thrusting himself back into her core. “Trying to kick me to the curb right after you came all by yourself?”

“That’s not…”

“Good,” he bent her knee to spread her wider before slamming back into her again. “‘Cuz I’m not finished with you yet.”

Not giving her any time to adjust, he pumped into her again and again. The new position allowed him to get even deeper inside her. The sound of his pelvis slapping onto her cheeks rang in her ears.

Shaw was like a storm. There was no fighting him. Her only option was to hold on and follow wherever he decided to take her.

Her hands clawed at the bedsheet. She turned her head against the pillow to muffle her voice. She couldn’t control it. Her moans were getting so loud that it was embarrassing to hear them herself.

He pressed his lips to the back of her neck, kissing and licking her down the curve of her shoulder. Whenever her mewling got louder, he lingered at that spot and sucked, until small marks began to form on her skin.

Yui could hear his breathing became heavier and his groans getting louder as his thrusts quickened. He laced his fingers with hers and in return, she squeezed them tight. Her body began to quiver uncontrollably, her back arched, and her hips helplessly rocked back against him as she reached her orgasm once again.

Letting out a growl, his muscles tensed in an instant. Shaw gave into the sensation of her pulsing around his shaft and let her milk him as he came. His body shuddered at the release.

Looking at the girl lying boneless beneath him, he smiled as he turned her face away from the pillow. Wiping the tears off her cheek, he leaned in to gently kiss her soft lips.

They stayed like that for a long moment, with him crushing her with his body weight. All those muscles on his body made him heavier than he looked, but she didn’t complain. He felt like a large heavy blanket, covering her and keeping her warm.

It wasn’t until both of their breathing returned to normal that he finally pulled himself completely out of her and rolled onto his back. His long arm snaked around her waist and pulled her against him. Her head rested on his chest, her arm across his torso.

Yui squeezed her eyes shut and forced herself to empty her mind of all other raising thoughts, to just focus on his steady heartbeat and the warmth of his body.

[phntasmgoria-moved]

" are you okay, aelia ? " yui is standing in front of the girl protectively. he managed to eliminate the abnormality before succumbing to the voice this time, which he finds an accomplishment in itself. but right now, aelia's well-being is much more important than his own feelings on the situation. " did that thing hurt you at all ? "

@dinomites // kemono jihen s.c.

[bones4thecats]

I'm not sure if this is a good idea but can I please ask for Twisted Wonderland characters falling in love with a kianna reader

Also you can choose the characters you want to write about

She's an OC of mine you can find more information about her on my patreon Tumblr and you don't have to take this request if you don't want to

A/N: I tried my best for the reader to match your OC, Kianna, so I read as many posts as I could and tried to make this as accurate as possible. There may be a bit of lose ends in it, but I do hope you like this @nunezs-stuff!! You're posts are really good and I hope you continue making your OC stuff! This can also be interpreted as either platonic or romantic! Enjoy~~

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This guy was interested in you because you looked so dead and frozen, kinda like him

Definitely surrounded you, which reminded you of how close you and your sister, Yui, used to be

It doesn’t take much for this guy to become your friend, as he doesn’t really have any standards like others

Sharing your pasts is a sign of trust, and when Malleus heard yours he nearly cried

You had gone through all of that trauma as a child, and then you went through more at the hands of vampires?

Hearing how you defeated all the vampire in order to save future sacrificial brides made him fearful, yes, but he also knew how much you cared for others and wanted them safe

He would definitely have a flip-phone like you, and if he had a newer one, he preferred yours, it was easier to use

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He reminded you of the brothers in certain scenarios, and that scared you

Nightmares increased after you met the fashionista, but how could he know what you went through? He was from another world, maybe the brothers aren’t here like Vil wasn’t there

He loves your outfits so much, the ruffles on your shirt may not be the best colors, but they did look good on you

When you two got to be good friends, he made sure to keep you away from the headlines, knowing how violent you can get when feeling threatened

Seeing you interact with students of his dorm made him feel odd, you seemingly cared for one more than the rest, and all you said was, “He’s like Yui…”

Hearing the trauma you went through to keep people safe in your world saddened him, and afterwards, he made sure you didn’t feel the guilt you felt since you lost your sister to those vicious blood-suckers in your world

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Jack definitely reminded you of the youngest brother

His tsundere-ish nature was something you never wanted to see again, and it caused a small drift in becoming friends, the same goes for the rest of the first years, since they all shared traits with the ones you killed

It took a while, but when you two eventually became friends, he showed himself to be so much better than the brothers you compared him too

The scares you’re covered in doesn’t deter his care for you, it only makes him feel happier that you survived, and showed how determined you were

You remind him of himself sometimes, not wanting to be close to people in case you lose them, but you both saw each other as exceptions

[krugerevengeinej]

When the Water Begins to Recede Ch.1 Preview - An Ocean of Tears

Ch.2 is here

AN: Hello There kiddos! I’m so sorry I have not had any time to write and this fic has been painful and difficult and I still don’t know how exactly to organize it so I thought I’d just give you this to hopefully keep you sated and see how you like it. Very Very angsty so gl!

And please for the love of god tell me what you think I’m having such a hard time with this. 

       Inej nearly tripped, stumbling backwards as her heart pounded in her ears. She looked down at her hands, they were chilled to the bone from the icy winter air around and coated in thick red blood. Panic, guilt, and fear welled up inside her, threatening to spill out in the form of tears as she surveyed the mangled bodies on the deck—her deck she was the captain and it was her fault. Her head drooped and tears began leaking from her eyes. They It waswere her crew, they’d listened to her, believed in her, and she let them down. What am I doing here? She thought miserably. 

She was too cold, to alone, and way too far from home, and whether that home was Ketterdam, or if it was Ravka she still wasn’t sure. She wasn’t sure she could face her parents ever again, after all they’d been right hadn’t they? She still remembered the words her mother had said to her, in that little parlor of Wylan and Jesper’s merch mansion.

       “Inej, sweetheart this place has taken so much from you, you don’t owe it anything more, come home. Your cousins, your grandparents, they all miss you, we miss you, come walk the tightrope for us again.” She’d taken Inej’s hand in her own and squeezed it gently, “you can even bring those silly Kerch boys if they mean so much to you.”

       “Mama I can’t,” Inej had said softly, squeezing her hand right back, “I-I made a promise to the saints, even if I don’t owe this city, or anyone anything I’m going to make sure no other little girls get stolen away because if I don’t no one else will. But I promise I’ll come see you soon.”

              Now she wiped the blood from her hands, cringing as pain surged through her half frozen fingers. She walked closer to the corpse of a girl in front of her, and knelt down next to her. Inej had tried not to examine them closely, they were so covered it blood it was hard to tell who had been, and it would only be more painful when she learned. But that was cowardly, she needed to face her mistake. With lilting courage, she brushed stark black hair away the girl’s face.

      It was Yui, one of her first recruits. Her golden eyes were glassy, gazing up towards the sails, and the warmth had already begun to fade from her gently sun-kissed skin. Inej closed Yui’s eyes, her own snapping shut to hide the body from view, but the girl’s vacant stare simply reappeared in her head. Her body racked with silent sobs, as she rose and turned towards the sea, and wondering if it should have been her. Perhaps she should have died in Yui’s or any of the other girl’s steads, after all she’d taken so many lives why was it fair someone else had died for hers?

      She stalked towards the railing, taking a firm grip on it. Her fingertips dug into the splintering wood as she leaded over the water, the tears dripping from her cheeks. Bit by bit they added to the vastness of the sea, and she decided then. She could fling herself over but it wouldn’t bring her lost crewmembers back. She couldn’t cry enough to send a great wave sinking slaver ships or call the storm she’d dreamed of. But she could be the next best thing, she could find the crew that had robbed her of her friends, smash their ship to splinters, burn it, and cut the hearts from the chest of every member of its crew.

      So she was going to do just that.

       They weren’t meant to return to Ketterdam for another two weeks but with their crew diminished and spirits low they decided to cut their loses and head back. Inej wanted so badly to find the ship and crew that had ravaged their ranks, but she knew it was her foolishness and spontaneity that had caused them such hardships to begin with. If she was going to get her vengeance, she needed to be thorough in her planning and strategizing. She still didn’t know who was responsible but judging by their ferocity they were going to be a recurring issue for her. She had no clue how she was going to explain this to Kaz or if he would be able to help her.

      That brought up another thought, would Kaz blame her as harshly as she blamed herself? Would he try some half-hearted method of comforting her? Or maybe offer her wisdom about the pains of leadership? Perhaps he would be disappointed. He did seem to have faith in her. Would he tell her to give up this reckless mission and crawl home to her parents? No, before she’d left he’d been trying so much harder for her, he’d even managed to see her off with a short embrace. He might ask her to join the dregs again. But she would not, she was going to hunt slavers, she was going to help him cut down his competition. He was going to be King of the Barrel, but she couldn’t be his Queen.

      When she crept into her cabin at night, she continued to wonder. She resisted the nipping of sleep at her exhausted body because every time she closed her eyes all she saw were the corpses. She saw her own breath in the icy air, a reminder that she was alive, but they were not She wondered perhaps if she were to cry and ocean, would she have no one to comfort her? Would the waves simply sweep her away?

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[theundergrounddrabbles]

YuiParu (request)

Paru stared at the phone upon the address given to her from Yui. The strange directions brought her to the alleyway with a few bars lining it. The smoke from the cigarettes lingered with the light breeze blowing through the path when she glared upon the door with a sign, “EXIT ONLY.”

Distraught from the venture, she turned to the bar when the door opened and felt her weight being taken back. Her mouth tasted the bitterness however it didn’t block her breathing as the light was turned on, beaming upon her when the soft clacking came into her ears. “Gomen, Paru.” The voice called. “I hoped you would find this place easily.” “Yui! Why did you send me into Sugamo of all places? It isn’t like I wanted not to be seen.” Paru roared back as the rest of the room was revealed. “Is this your place?” “A meeting spot when we have things to do. I’m just recovering.” Yui hummed. “Certain people know about it however only Takamina and I have the power to invite.” “I see. You probably been worrying like usual.” Paru nodded. She saw the smile. It was a weary one with all the chaos. She had kept her distance in most cases however it wasn’t easy to be her usual self as Yui placed the two cups in the middle of the table when Paru approached and took a seat. “How’s everything?” Yui asked with the container in hand and poured it halfway to the top of the cup. “It’s been fine. Nothing to put out there. It’s been an adventure.” Paru nodded, swirling the liquid inside before touching her partner’s cup and downing the drink. “It isn’t like you were interested in love yet it was understandable when you said you wanted to leave.” Yui poured another cup. “It was more than that. I felt I reached my limit. Just... I couldn’t feel the drive anymore.” Paru explained, tilting the cup back. “I mean you had to do your job as well.” The tone brought a smile to her face. Yui always showed her emotions on her sleeve. She remembered that it wasn’t going to last forever and had yanked whoever she felt appreciative of and asked to have a night out. Still, it was unique to have her usuals over with her. “I’m expecting the same.” Paru smirked with another cup in hand. “It isn’t like you’re really in the mood unless you were with someone familiar.” Yui snickered in return as Paru stood and strolled around the room. The walls were barren of pictures however it was lined with keepsakes that members had cherished over time as she had stared upon her admired senpai and smiled upon the picture. “Rie...” Paru murmured. “Yeah?” Yui spat. “Nothing of her?” She asked. “Still processing. However it was easier to...” Yui stopped as Paru approached her ear. “Same as me?” She whispered. “Yeah. She gave me the one in her photobook.” Yui laughed. “I wasn’t going to bug you unless you had something good in return.” “I can never wear such items however... how about we start why you wanted me here for?” Paru smiled, returning back to the table.

“It’s been a while since I saw you. It was just to catch up.” Yui reflected. “You know how it is sometimes when you haven’t seen a person for a while…”

“Ah? Yuihan… just say you want to spend the night with me.” Paru snickered.

“I can’t make it like we can talk before we snuggle up?” Yui scoffed. “Blunt as always.”

“Well… it isn’t like I wanted to just talk… Also… the others have been teasing me about their times together. Minarun using her chest and Mariya trying to get me to have a threesome.” Paru scowled with the drink in hand. “It does scream that I have been not interested yet I want to be with someone who isn’t a guy.”

“So who have you thought about lately?” Yui downed her drink.

“You… it isn’t like I can really wrap my head around another person.” Paru drew a smile. “I mean it is sparking that flame again.”

“Nee Paru… we have all night.” Yui nodded with another pour from the container. “Whatever seems to get you going.”

“Well… Yuihan knows.” Paru nodded, standing with her fingers slipped under the waistband.

Taking the last sip from the cup, she knelt down in front of her partner as Paru kicked off the bottoms with her underwear revealed. Yui’s fingers pressed up to the material between her legs, gently stroking as Paru took the last shot from the cup with the memories coming into mind. Paru knew her guilt of wearing such things would make it worse as Yui tugged down the item to her ankles before stroking the humid area.

“Yui! Don’t push it. Wait. Ahhh you went ahead.” Paru spat when she sensed hot breath upon her core.

She retreated back to the chair with her toes curling onto the table as she felt the tongue run along her sensitive area. The private thoughts flooded back swiftly as she kicked off and leaned back with Yui punching down her thighs to keep the chair on its four legs.

“Thanks… maybe the bed.” Paru exhaled, patting her chest as they both rushed to the bed.

Yui diving upon the surface gave Paru a chance to admire the soukantoku before lying down with her legs parted open. Yui’s lips reached over as the dew from the lust covered Paru’s lips. Her fingers rubbed along the slit before pushing it into the tight spot and moved it slowly with the slight break to allow her to exhale out a cry. Yui peered up and slid the other hand under the shirt upon the blistering surface before stopping at the item and stared upon her partner.

“Aren’t you?” Paru gasped.

“Yes… just not used to being this way on you.” Yui gulped.

“I’m trying my hardest.” Paru smiled back.

Yui pulled her shirt and tossed it onto the floor followed by her bra. Paru watched before removing the last articles of clothing when Yui walked over to the drawer and pulled out the harness. Strapping it upon her crotch, Paru stroked the sex before having Yui circle it at the entrance. Paru pulled the pillow from the back and placed it over her face. Yui yanked it off as she drew forward and drove the item into her body before pausing upon the bloodshot eyes of her partner.

Clasping her hands, Yui swayed back and forth using her hips to create a rhythm with her thrusts. The cries escaped swiftly from the partner as Yui picked up her pace with her hands feeling the grip clamp down. Paru’s moans grew louder with the changes as she yelped upon the brief spike from her lust. Yui continued as she felt the shots of ecstasy pouring out from the body and released the hands as Yui accelerated with her hips.

“Mou~ Yui! It’s here.” She growled with her back arching.

The explosion caught her off guard. She didn’t remember the last time she had gone over quickly as the legs shook violently. Paru glanced back as she rolled onto her stomach. Her chest thumped with the thoughts of the ecstasy lingered in her mind when she sensed the reinsertion and yelled out into the room. The thrusts snatched her away from the safety of rest and moaned out upon the aggressive moves from her partner.

Paru climbed onto her fours with Yui grabbing the apple-sized breasts upon the continuous punishment from her. The leaking of her love juice crawled down her leg with the body slowly collapsing under as she let out another cry before falling down to the bed. She turned to the side with Yui conceding her body, crawling over as she admired the thick black mass upon her crotch.

The complex was different with many of them. Paru hated being in a bikini after a period of time. She wanted to be taken seriously for her roles although Yui never prided herself on her body. The reasoning was her change from NMB as she had seen the natural growth from the members. Paru acknowledged most never felt wanted if they felt forced although Yui had been secretly keeping the magazines upon her thoughts.

Paru gasped for a breath as she ran her hand through the soft bristles and pushed the knees back upon the pink slit. She placed the two fingers into her mouth and gave a faint grin before plowing it into the woman. She had loved Yui’s force although it was a bit unneeded at times and moving her fingers into the canal was easily sensed as she picked up the thrusts with the dribbled of lust pouring from her body.

“So you were as well.” Paru noted from her hand.

“The harness does that as I thought about it.” Yui nodded as the fingers plunged into the body.

Paru anticipated the tempo as she struck her often, curling the fingers while she was at the deepest in the sex. Yui was easy to satisfy although she had tested the limits often with the liquids flowing out from the hand upon every thrust before withdrawing it in a swift manner as the stream swiped past her. Paru admitted the excitement from the change up as she twisted her digits within the canal before tasting the fingers.

“Rest.” Yui grunted as she staggered away from the bed.

Paru followed her closely to the bathroom and waited. Her fingers curled up to her own snatch as she watched Yui on the toilet and then swayed her eyes over to the item on the wall across of the woman. She strode up and grasped it in her grip. Paru lowered the item to her hip level and guided it inside again. The toy expanded within her body as she caught Yui’s lips as she pushed her hips back and forth from the wall.

She felt enamored about the toy as Yui broke the kiss and glared as she moved her body, bracing her hands upon the toilet seat as her hips wiggled before stopping and withdrawing her body from the item. Yui contacted her behind with her hand as the snicker escape from Paru.

“It’s covered.” Paru noted as it slowly dripped a bit of her lust.

“I really want to end the usual way. Sixty-nine.” Yui suggested.

“The last time we both came with our snores.” Paru scoffed. “I’m not a fan of that.”

Yui stood frozen upon the thought as Paru had fell asleep and the gush of liquid awoke her. In the memory, it was embarrassing to say the difference as Yui stepped into the shower and Paru followed when the water was turned on. Paru felt the body grow closer and grabbed the soap to lather the body when Yui spun and rubbed the soap upon the chest.

Catching the tip of her erect nipple, Paru shuttered as she drew back and felt the shifting of her body upon hers. Paru knew the weakness was surprising as she slowly ran the lips across and nibbled upon the neck. She yanked back as Yui charged forward before letting a cry out. Paru slipped her hand to Yui’s crotch as the soukantoku stopped and drew back her attack.

“Your body is jittery.” Yui noted.

“How about yours? Look at this.” Paru pinched the one side before Yui covered her chest. “Dirty.”

“People know about it… It still doesn’t look good.” Yui moaned when she felt the peck upon the cheek.

“This is too much. Let’s dry off and continue later.”

Paru’s suggestion was the ploy between both to not go on their drives but with a sense of length. Coming out of the shower, both patted their bodies day and walked back into the room with the cool breeze passing by the skin. The swift glance brought them to the closet with the costumes and dressed up as they danced with the lack of undergarments had driven them to be free than in any other time to quell the growing lust for the time being.

[phntasmgoria-moved]

7/7

FINALLY

[holeinotomemind]

MLQC Fanfic: Hearts of Storm - Ch 8 - Birthday Present

WARNING: NSFW/18+ fic. No smut this chapter. Birthday angst. Prev chapter dub/non-con, eventual 3P, spoilers, long dragged out fic and angst. Not morally correct. Turn away if this is not your thing. Pairing: Shaw x MC, Gavin x MC, Shaw x MC x Gavin AO3 Link: [here]

Notes: [See full notes on AO3] Big thanks to Lutz and sushikitty (aka Aelyxandra) for betaing this chapter again!

“What did you bring me here for?” Standing in front of a wall filled with graffiti, Yui cocked her head to the side.

“Hey,” Shaw hollered from a few meters away. “Catch!”

She turned around and shot her hands up just in time to prevent the projectile from hitting her face. It made a loud clunking sound as it hit the ground and rolled off to a side.

“Stop throwing things at my face!”

“You’re a terrible catcher,” he said with a look of disdain.

Why does she have a feeling he did it on purpose just so he can see something hit her square in the face?

She sighed as she bent down to pick up whatever he threw at her, realizing it was a spray can.

Fishing out a couple more spray paint bottles of various colors from his backpack, Shaw pointed at the wall behind him. “Go for it.”

Yui pointed at herself in confusion.

“You were interested, no? I was going to have you be my lookout again,” he paused, giving her a lopsided smile. “But since I don’t want to end up in the police station, I’ll make an exception today and be your lookout instead.”

Yui paused as she thought she heard something sounded almost gentle beneath his little playful taunt, but she couldn’t be sure. She hesitated for a brief moment before she waved the feeling away.

Whatever his intentions were, he made the offer, why not take him up on it? She had done it once already when she lost her bet and had to go on that one-day date with him anyway. And, if she was honest with herself, it was quite fun.

Well, except for when they had to run from the city management officers, of course.

Decided, she shook the spray can in her hand as she walked towards the wall and saw Shaw had already chosen a spot on the ground to sit with a good vantage point.

She took another look at him before raising the can in her hand and pressing down on the nozzle. He had gotten her out of trouble enough times that she figured she could trust him to keep her out of the police station this time too.

With a hiss of the can, a cloud of pink appeared on the wall just like last time, except, now she had a better idea of what she was doing.

“There!” She announced after several minutes of spraying.

She stepped back to look at her work and nodded in approval. Definitely a huge improvement from last time, her lines were no longer crooked.

“What the heck? Sea monsters again? And a whole family of them?” She heard Shaw laughing hysterically from his seat. “How uncreative can you be?”

“I told you they are rabbits!” She snapped back, pouting, before bending down to grab another spray can that was closest to her. “And who said I’m done yet?”

Truth be told, she was done. But there was no way she would sit back and let Shaw taunt her like that. So, she kept drawing. Minutes passed by, more and more little colorful creatures filled the wall like a rainbow. She admired and grinned at her handy work every time she went to pick up a new color spray.

Soon, she was holding the last can in her hand. Stealing a look at Shaw, she saw him looking off into the distance, blowing bubblegum bubbles and popping them loudly. She wondered if he was bored just sitting there acting as her lookout. She was bored last time, until she saw the breath-taking artwork that he drew.

For a brief moment, she debated on whether to just call it a day so he didn’t have to endure the boredom any longer, but she shrugged and decided otherwise. This was the last color anyway. It would only take a few more minutes for her to finish up.

Holding up the can, she pressed on the nozzle once again and stood frozen as she stared at the small cloud of gold-yellow in front of her.

The color of ginkgo leaves.

Whatever animal she was planning to draw had been forgotten. Her finger pressed on the nozzle again and with a few turns of her wrist, a ginkgo leaf appeared on the wall. She stared at it in silence.

“So, you drew the sea monster family’s demented cousins too,” Shaw’s sarcastic voice rose behind her suddenly. “Great!”

Jolted back to reality at his comment, Yui realized what she had done. As if possessed, she had painted ginkgo leaves after ginkgo leaves until they filled up a large space beside the first bunnies she drew.

What was she thinking? She had done it again. She had let her misery take over her again. Yui shoved her hand in her hair in frustration, wishing she had better control of her own emotions.

Picking up a can of spray paint, Shaw stood between her and the wall blocking her view, forcing her to take a few steps back. She heard the hissing of the spray can before she could react.

With a few swift motions, his hand sped across the wall as vibrant silver-grey paint followed in confident strokes.

“Hey! What are you doing?” Reaching her hand towards his raised arm, she tried to interfere with him from drawing over her work.

Quickly, he stepped aside to dodge her while he shot out a hand to grab her wrist. In one swift moment, he had her entire body pinned against his side with her back towards him, his arm wrapped around her torso.

She slapped her free hand at him and tried to break loose, but all he did was laugh, squishing her towards him more. The hissing sound rose again as Shaw continued his work despite her wiggling and her shoe almost kicking him in the shin a couple of times.

Finally, the hissing of the spray can stopped as he made his final stroke and released her from his grip. Unable to curb her curiosity, although still annoyed by his complete disregard of her protest, she turned her gaze towards the wall.

Yui couldn’t help but stare at Shaw’s creation in awe. In that small amount of time, he painted a huge imposing shark that seemed ready to jump out of the wall at any moment. The life-like image dwarfed her drawings both in size and art style.

It took her a moment to realize his shark had its jaw wide open and had “swallowed” the majority of her ginkgo leaves along with a few animals in its path.

“What was that for?” She pointed at the shark, raising her voice. “You said you were just going to act as my lookout.”

“Hey, who said I was just going to sit there?” He laughed as he dodged her half-hearted attempt to hit him on his arm.

“That was mean!” She complained, though she couldn’t stifle a small laugh of her own as she ran after him. “And it makes no sense! Why would a shark jump out of the water to eat bunnies and puppies?”

“What bunnies and puppies? You drew sea monsters!”

She chased after him trying to land a hit on the little brat while he skipped around taunting her and dodging her half-hearted attacks like two little kids playing on a playground.

With a pop, she cracked open a can of warm milk tea they bought in a twenty-four-hour convenience store on the way back. Trying to clench her thirst from chasing Shaw halfway back to the workshop, she took a big gulp.

Sitting on the bench, neither suggested to head inside to the workshop just a few steps away, even though it was freezing cold outside. She tilted her head back and watched small, white clouds of fog forming every time she exhaled.

It had been a long time since she laughed so much. In fact, this might have been the first time she laughed without care for more than half a year. She could still feel her sore cheek muscles.

Letting out a small self-deprecating laugh, she shook her head. It was only now that she realized how pathetic she had become since she came to this dimension.

“It’s Gavin’s birthday today,” she said quietly.

“I know,” he said nonchalantly.

She turned to look at him in surprise, but before she opened her mouth to ask how, she remembered that this was Shaw she was talking to. He had multiple informants working for him. It was easy enough for him to find out about things like these.

“That’s why you came to check on me?”

Rather than answering, he merely gave her a shrug.

He didn’t give her a real answer, but if she thought about it, it was obviously the reason he dropped by tonight. He never asked her why she had cooked for two, never made a comment about her sitting around and staring at an empty chair until the food was cold and even knew that there was a birthday cake sitting inside the fridge without her mentioning it.

She’d be stupid to think it was all a coincidence.

Before, she was so absorbed in her own grief that she never spent the time to understand Shaw. But ever since the bombing incident, she was determined to pick herself back up, and in the process of finding herself again, she came to slowly learn more about him.

Beyond being an annoying brat half of the time, this man sitting beside her could be surprisingly sensitive and caring. Thinking back on it, Yui realized there were countless occasions when he took care of her in his own little way, like pulling pranks on her when she was lost in her dark thoughts or taking her out on silly missions, like stealing his professor’s papers when he clearly didn’t need her help. He was trying to keep her mind occupied.

He probably took her out tonight because he saw the guilt on her face when they were eating that birthday cake and wanted to take her mind off of it. After all, he took her graffitiing, one of his favorite activities when he wanted to vent. He even sat quietly most of the time when she took her time drawing.

It wasn’t until she started obsessively drawing ginkgo leaves that he intervened.

Turning towards him, she took a long look at him, something she had never done before. Sitting beside her, he was leaning forward, bracing his arms on his knees. His antique dragonfly eyes bead necklace gently swayed and his broken brow slightly furrowed every time he took a sip of his coke.

Yui thought to herself that perhaps, beneath that bratty exterior, he was truly a good person, someone she could trust.

“Thank you,” Yui began again after a good few minutes of comfortable silence.

“What for?” He took a sideward glance at her before taking another sip of his coke.

“For taking my mind off of things,” she replied, acknowledging what he did for her not only tonight but the many times before that she didn’t realize until now.

“Sure,” he shrugged. “How do you plan to thank me?”

Yui rolled her eyes at his terrible habit of asking for compensation for everything but didn’t reject the idea, as long as it was something she could afford. “Fine. What do you want?”

There was a slight pause before Yui saw a glint in his eyes and the corner of his mouth hiked up and immediately, she knew the wheels were turning in his head. He was up to no good. Her eyebrows knitted and she moved backward instinctively.

“The birthday present you owe me,” he said. “Well, a belated birthday present. With interest.”

“Huh?” Yui was about to ask why she would owe him a present when she didn’t even know when his birthday was but realized that would have been a lie. Two months ago, she found his student ID inside the pocket of a jacket he lent her after a mission. She remembered thinking to herself that she wasn’t one bit surprised that he was a Gemini when she read his birth date on the ID.

“Elaborate dinner for Gavin’s birthday but not a word for me on mine? Favoritism much?” He asked jokingly, but Yui could see he held a blank expression staring off to a distance as if he was trying to hide his emotions.

“Sorry,” with a guilty smile, she apologized. She didn’t do it on purpose, but it was true that she didn’t take the date to heart, so when she got busy with the missions last month, it escaped her completely. Not that she would have cooked him an elaborate dinner, but at least she should have wished him a happy birthday. “Happy belated birthday?”

“Too insincere,” he tsked, crushing the empty can in his hand as he threw it in the trash can. “Rejected.”

Of course, he was going to make things difficult for her, but with what he did for her today, she did owe him. Letting out a sigh, she placed the now-cold can of milk tea on the bench beside her before sitting up and turning towards him.

“I’m sorry for forgetting your birthday,” firmly gazing at his amber eyes. She pressed her hands together in front of her face and apologized again. “I wish you a happy very-belated birthday.”

“Barely acceptable,” he smirked. “Still owe me that birthday present though.”

“Fine,” Yui rolled her eyes again wondering if it was her imagination or if Shaw was sounding a little like Victor. Hopefully, his idea of a birthday present wasn’t some kind of a financial report. “As long as it’s not something expensive.”

“No money required.”

As she was about to open her mouth to ask for clarification, she felt his hand on her nape and his face grew closer in her vision. Before she could react, his warm lips were already on hers.

She froze, eyes wide in surprise at the sudden turn of events. It took her brain several seconds to process what was happening and by the time she held up her hands to shove him away from her, he had already ended the kiss.

“What on earth?!” She jumped on her feet and immediately tried to wipe her lips with the back of her hands.

“Nuh-uh, no wiping,” Shaw shot his hand out to grab her wrists stopping her hands inches away from her face. “Wipe and I’ll kiss you again.”

He held on to her wrist for a short moment to make sure she understood him before slowly releasing it.

Free to move her arms again, Yui was about to ignore his threat just before she caught a glint in his eyes as he raised an eyebrow at her, as if daring her to defy him. For a moment, she debated internally. On one hand, she wanted to do exactly what he threatened her not to, even if it was out of simple defiance. On the other hand, she knew he would totally make good on his threat and the smirk on his face revealed to her that he was looking forward to her doing just that.

There was no winning against him.

Her face flushed red with frustration, but she had no choice but to give in. Slowly, she lowered her hands, but if Shaw thought she was going to let him do whatever he pleased without consequences, he was very, very wrong.

Without warning, Yui kicked out her foot with all her might. As her boot connected with his chin, she heard a satisfactory yelp from him. As much as she wanted to see his surprised and painful expression right now, Yui didn’t dare to stay for another second.

Turning around, she ran straight for the workshop. With speed she didn’t even know she had, she fished out the keys from her pocket, unlocked the door, slipped inside, slammed the door close behind her and set the deadbolt in one swift movement.

Heart still racing, she turned around and leaned her back against the door and heard, somewhat unsurprisingly, his laughter. It was so loud that she wouldn’t be surprised if the neighbors were woken up by it.

“Jerk,” she muttered, annoyed that he found her reaction amusing yet again.

Yui waited a few moments after his laughter faded before letting out a sigh of relief knowing that he wasn’t going to barge into the workshop to exact revenge upon her tonight.

Slowly, she raised her hand to her mouth again, intending to wipe off the taste of him, but as her fingertips touched her lips, she was reminded of his warmth and the unexpected tenderness of his kiss.

It wasn’t forceful or consuming. He simply caressed his soft lips against hers gently. Their closeness allowed her to smell the lingering scent of his shampoo and to taste a hint of the sweetness from the Coke he finished drinking a moment ago.

She had tried her damnedest to forget, to pretend it never happened, but the hazy memories of how his lips felt against her own lips and her bare skin that fateful night several months ago came creeping back to her. She should feel anger or even violation from the reminder, but instead, she only felt a slight annoyance. Eyebrows knitted, she bit down on her lips as she belatedly realized that she didn’t hate his kiss as much as she should.

As she contemplated the meaning of this, the large clock on the wall caught her eye and she realized it was past midnight.

Gavin’s birthday had passed.