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★┊[ kaiju no. 8 ] .ᐟ

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— ୨୧₊˚ MINI SERIES

of the same thread (narumi gen x lil sis!reader + bf!hoshina soshiro) <3

— ୨୧₊˚ VARIOUS

lover boy (hsn, nrm, rn) 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 what are they like when in love <3 caprice (hsn, nrm) 𓂃 fluff/crack 𓂃 dazai!reader extra hybrid au (nrm, hsn) 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 how it's like having a snow leopard and a panther with you <3 model au (nrm / hsn) 𓂃 suggestive 𓂃 having you with him during a photoshoot, though not physically

— ୨୧₊˚ HOSHINA SOSHIRO

late 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 your beloved is working late again <3 sweetheart 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 being his long-time bestfriend who's hung up on a promise long sworn during your childhood caprice 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 dazai!reader working alongside hoshina as one of his platoon leaders aubade 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 weapon specialist!reader + hand kisses from the one you adore the most <3 thorny predicament 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 yor forger!reader + fake marriage trope darling dearest 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 how the third division finds out about your relationship with him <3 saccharine 𓂃 nsfw 𓂃 what you think is supposed to be a one night stand turns out to be something more cherry blossoms 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 sakura haruka!reader + lots of teasing orphic 𓂃 nsfw 𓂃 that 'oh shit' moment when you reunite with the best fling you've ever had she looks just like a dream 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 hoshina with a medic!reader

— ୨୧₊˚ NARUMI GEN

fanboy | pt.2 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 idol!reader + hardcore fan narumi date 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 he takes you out on a date while at work <3 rivals? 𓂃 fluff/crack 𓂃 captain!reader + bickering caprice 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 narumi falling for dazai!reader from the third division cozy 𓂃 nsfw 𓂃 seeking comfort after a battle gone wrong wild heart 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 mitsuri kanroji!reader + pure villain manhwa inspo lovebug 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 narumi with an overly loving partner <3 dandelions 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 the mutual attraction between you two would've been realized sooner, if only you'd stopped being in denial limitless 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 narumi with gojo!reader hybrid au 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 snow leopard!narumi as your housemate <3 mine all mine 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 if he could, narumi would've kept you in his pockets and away from these NPCs maelstrom 𓂃 angst 𓂃 how everything falls apart drabble: 1

— ୨୧₊˚ ICHIKAWA RENO

serene 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 some quiet moment with him

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★┊[ blue lock ] .ᐟ

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— ୨୧₊˚ VARIOUS

angel baby | pt.2 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 bllk boys as booktok scenes <3 3:05 am (rin, sae) 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 late night ice cream cravings a minute on your lips (rin, sae) 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 kissing practice <3

— ୨୧₊˚ ITOSHI RIN

silent 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 maybe you being there for him is already enough <3 always 𓂃 hurt/comfort 𓂃 still loving him no matter how bad it gets 10:17 pm 𓂃 suggestive 𓂃 after-party drabble <3 valentine's 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 looks like your crush on him is not so one-sided after all <3 valorant gamer bf hcs 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 rin as your gamer boyfriend college crush 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 how you get together with rin + bf hcs <3 cookies 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 baking with rin 11:55 am 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 grumpy cat bf in the morning <3 she's been dancing with the devil all night 𓂃 nsfw 𓂃 ghostface!rin <3 pro athlete au 𓂃 suggestive 𓂃 rin with jealous!reader you know other men? 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 jealous biker bf!rin <3 spiderverse au! 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 spiderman!rin <3

— ୨୧₊˚ ITOSHI SAE

fiance 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 sae as your fiance <3 sandy beaches and sinful bliss 𓂃 nsfw 𓂃 you and sae at the beach house

— ୨୧₊˚ NAGI SEISHIRO

subtle 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 nagi's way of showing that he cares

— ୨୧₊˚ MICHAEL KAISER

a secret third thing, maybe 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 your brother's best friend your lips my lips, apocalypse 𓂃 suggestive 𓂃 kissing practice <3

— ୨୧₊˚ KARASU TABITO

you’re so gorgeous i can’t say anything to your face 𓂃 fluff 𓂃 karasu and his shy!gf

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→ EVENT OVERVIEW

prompt: 10 - “lift your hips for me, love.” characters: michael kaiser (bllk) x f!reader contents: nsfw mdni !! oral (f!receiving), orgasm denial, unprotected p in v, marking, some choking, slightest hint of possessiveness + degradation if u squint, petnames (princess, baby, love, pretty girl), reader wears a dress, implied established rs wc ~ 800

a/n: @strawchocoberry candyyy bbg tysm for participating !! this one is barely proofread btw but i hope u will still enjoy it <3 and here's your slice two order !

there was a tense silence blanketing the room.

you were taking your sweet time removing all the jewelry you had been wearing on your body, nerves fluttering on your fingertips as you placed them down gently on the vanity when a pair of hands came to rest on your hips. your own hands paused midway, a sigh wisping out when a warm body pressed itself against your back. “still wanna continue where we left off, princess?” kaiser asked, cerulean eyes connecting with yours in the mirror.

flashes of heated breaths and impatient touches appeared in your mind, each and every action ladened with a hungry intent leading to the urgency in how the two of you had left the sponsorship event.

you hadn’t meant for it to happen, but with all those lingering touches, sultry gazes and teasing smirks thrown across the hall, it was only a matter of time before one of you snapped. and much to kaiser’s delight, you did.

if only he didn’t look as good as he did in that godforsaken red and blue suit.

his eyes greedily roamed over your body in the reflection, hands now snaking their way around your waist as the crown tattoo laid front and clear over your stomach like a blaring possession on the red of your dress.

“i wouldn’t have rushed back with you if i didn’t want to continue, michael.” you replied, leaning your head back against his shoulder when he started peppering your neck with open-mouthed kisses. seemingly satisfied with your answer, kaiser huffed out a raspy laugh against your skin before his silken voice graced your ears again, “keep the necklace on.”

you never planned on ever taking it off anyway.

and that was how you find yourself laid bare on your shared bed except for your panties which had been pushed to the side, legs thrown over his shoulders as kaiser continues to lap at your soaked pussy while he has two fingers knuckle deep in your hole. “micha–” your plea is cut short by another mewl out of your mouth when he takes your swollen clit between his lips, sucking on the bundle of nerves as he relishes in the way more of your arousal seeps out between his fingers.

“‘m so close, fuck.” kaiser doesn’t let up his ministrations, opting to flick his tongue faster against your folds. the heat in your stomach threatens to burst, coiling tighter and burning brighter as he increases the pace of his fingers. “yeah? gonna come, pretty girl?” he mumbles against your pussy, the vibration rewarding him with a broken whine from you.

it’s only when kaiser senses you on the precipice of your orgasm, pussy fluttering and thighs trembling beside his head that he abruptly pulls away, the climax you’d been so close to riding on sags down like a wilted flower. “n-no - why–” your protesting cries go into one ear and out the other. “i know, baby, i know.” he reassuringly hushes, and yet a tantalizing smirk grows on his face as he drinks in your distraught expression, the tears of frustration making your eyes glisten in the dimly lit room.

as much as he enjoys seeing your blissed face, michael kaiser loves the fucked out, depraved expression you’d make every time your pleasure gets denied even more.

he brings his tattooed hand to your neck, lightly squeezing the sides of your jaw as he leans in to connect your lips with his, rough and unbridled in the way he straight away invades your mouth to swap spit with you. clutching at his shirt, you groan against him as you taste your own ache and desperation on his tongue.

slipping down to the remaining piece of fabric on your body, he tugs on the hem of your panties to discard them away. “lift your hips for me, love,” he whispers, planting a soft peck on your obediently raised waist before unbuckling his own pants and pulling himself out.

your eyes automatically shift to the way kaiser gathers the precum leaking out of his own tip, smearing it on his throbbing cock to get it wet. all the while the crown tattoo slides up to your nape, pulling the necklace taut against the base of your throat. he then brings that same hand to your neck, fingers gingerly wrapping around it as his palm presses the dainty rose pendant against your skin.

kaiser’s motive is loud and clear; he wanted the necklace to leave an indent on your neck.

cock twitching and nudging against your drooling cunt, he finally pushes in, torturously slow as your velvety walls wrap around his girth with ease. “that’s it, baby...” his moan and yours find an echo in the heated room, “you were close, no? now be a good girl and come on my cock.”

kaiser in a suit inspo ^w^  lots of hand action going awn there lmao sry candy ily but i feel like i’m edging u with this one hwgdjhsdf

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*ੈ‧₊༺ SANDY BEACHES AND SINFUL BLISS.

characters: itoshi sae (bllk) x afab!reader contents: nsfw mdni !! explicit, unprotected p in v, fingering, semi-public, implied masturbation, anal/double pen. (use of a toy), hickeys, backshots, blindfolds, dirty talk, petnames (amor, baby, babe, love), established rs, sae takes a pic of u (lmk if there's more ..) wc ~ 2.2k

a/n: a generalized version of another secret santa entry !! i’m glad you liked my gift @lumiambrose <3

Spain's beaches are always a sight to behold, no matter the time of day.

The sun has long disappeared into the horizon, the sky now pitch black with only the night lights from the festivities a few metres away illuminating the area. The balcony you’re currently lounging on is two-storey high, the sound of joyful chatters and laughter filling your ears as a cool draught of air softly whips over the tresses of your hair.

Leaning against the railing as your eyes remain locked on the waves gently lapping up the shore, you tuck a loose strand behind your ear and reminisce about the times you’d spent in other wonderful places such as this, most of the time courtesy of your boyfriend.

Sae, the ever-so-nonchalant man that he is, rarely says it outright, but you know he loves having you around, loves having you close and within his reach, loves knowing you’re there waiting for him after each grueling day. Why else would he always have two tickets ready whenever he has an away game if not to bring you along on his trip? Why else would he book an entire beach house instead of staying at the hotel like the rest of his teammates?

Sure, the hours when he’s away for practice would feel a little lonely at times, but that’s the more reason for you to anticipate his return, for the reward he’d been saving for you at the end of the day will only grow sweeter.

Life with Sae can be gradual and relaxed, yet thrilling in the way that he would try to explore anything and everything with you, if only you’d so much as ask for it.

Life with him makes you feel… full. In more ways than one.

The sound of the door unlocking catches your attention, and the soft pitter patter of footsteps that follow only sends a rush of excitement through you. Soon enough, a pair of rough hands settle on your hips, a strong chest leaning against the span of your back.

“Have you been good, amor?” Your boyfriend whispers in your ear, his breath brushing against your skin almost in a seductive way. No ‘hi, hello, how’s your day?’ and whatnot. He gets straight to the point, as always.

That’s your man alright.

The corner of your lips curls upwards. “Hello to you too, handsome. What can I help you with today?” You cheekily ask.

The redhead scoffs, though in a lighthearted way. “You could help me with many things, love. How about we start with answering my question first, hm?” He says, causing you to playfully pout at his response, “Well, what do you think?”

Sae’s hands start to slowly move up and down on the side of your waist, warmth seeping from his touch through your clothes. A meek gesture, giving and nearly domestic in a way if not for the promise of his next words.

“If I tell you what I think, you wouldn’t be able to properly stand in the next few minutes, amor.” He murmurs, hands drifting lower beneath the shirt you’re wearing before his fingers firmly spreads your asscheeks.

A gasp is pulled out of your mouth, the buttplug you’d been keeping inside you accidentally dragging against your ribbed walls from his ministrations.

Oops, he already figured it out, hasn’t he?

You were supposed to stay good. Keep the plug nice and warm inside your hole, no touching nor masturbation whatsoever until he gets back. But how could you not?

When Sae kept sending you those godforsaken thirst traps from his gym and practice sessions? The way his sinewy muscles stretched oh so deliciously against the fabric of his sweat-soaked shirt, the way his thick veiny thighs were bulging after the rigorous workout, and the freaking post-session shower?

You should’ve been considered a saint for the only thing you did was get yourself off one time the whole day with your fingers.

“Can’t blame a girl for having such wild fantasies,” you huff, feeling his fingers dipping into the heat between your thighs. With the lack of underwear on your side, Sae lowly hums when he makes contact with your slick, sounding both pleased at himself and dissatisfied with your answer.

“Well, would you look at that… you’re still dripping wet. This all from the pics I sent you?” Your eyebrows pinch together, trying to come up with a sarcastic remark as you eye the people who are walking by in the distance.

“I –“

“Fingers or tongue?” Sae cuts you off, catching you off guard. “W-wait – here?” You ask as you finally turn to look at him. His auburn hair softly blows with the night wind much like your own, and Sae tentatively reaches up to bring the thick locks over to one of your shoulders. His lidded teal eyes gauge yours with a perfectly raised eyebrow as if in challenge.

You’re not one to say no to any of his advances, of course. After all, you’re just as freaky insatiable as he is, if not more.

Seeing an answer enough from the relaxed expression on your face, Sae decides for you. “My fingers it is then.”

Almost immediately, he plunges two digits into your sopping cunt, causing you to let out a surprised squeal. Gripping hard on the railing, your body starts squirming as he straight away sets a quick pace.

“Oh shit, Sae–“ Your breath trembles with each thrust of his thick fingers, more of your juices trickling down the inside of your thighs.

He doesn’t let up his speed. If anything, it only seems like he’s going faster with how much louder the gushing sound of your pussy can be heard. Your back bows slightly over the railing from how hard he’s going, though you don’t stay there long before you swivel your head back again, hand fisting at the collar of his crisp white shirt to roughly pull him down into a kiss.

Your little growl mixes with his grunt as your lips and teeth clash in a fiery dance. Your legs are on the verge of trembling, and you’re so so close to coming on his magical fingers.

Your boyfriend has always enjoyed seeing you unravel before him, enjoyed seeing you come undone so quickly even when he’s not using his dick to fuck you silly. You’re so pliant, so malleable under his touch, and yet you still got that fire in you to somehow fight him back.

You’re an insufferable brat, but you’re his insufferable brat. One whose pussy that he loves making a mess of.

At this point you don’t even care about the mass of passerby who could probably see you even from that far away. They can watch for all you care. In this moment, only you and Sae and the earth-shattering orgasms he’s gracing you with exist in this world.

(Though you’re a bit glad the house he rented isn’t smacked right on the centre of the beach where lots of people will see if that was ever the case.)

“Come on, baby. Give me one before I have to fuck you dumb on my cock,” he mumbles. “Or do you need someone below to see how slutty you look right now, hm?” His other hand moves to the buttplug, slowly pushing it deeper inside your ass.

If it wasn’t in your stomach already, then it certainly is now.

You don’t bother giving him an answer because soon enough, you’re coming all over his hand with a whiny moan, your slick running down his wrist like rich honey.

Sae pulls his fingers out with a few last taps on your sticky clit, casually sucking and licking your cum off the digits before planting a kiss on the side of your head. “Good girl.”

True to his words, your legs feel like jelly from how hard he was going as you lean all your weight back against his body for support. Taking note of this, Sae spins you around before lifting you into his arms, walking you both to the bedroom just adjacent to the balcony.

All the while he’s carrying you inside, you mouth at the exposed skin of his neck, occasionally sucking and biting until the fair canvas turns raw and red from your teeth. He can reprimand (or punish) you later for giving him such visible hickeys where other people might notice. For now, you decide it’s best to indulge yourself first.

Sae sets you down onto the bed before he reaches down to pull his shirt over his head, helping you get your clothes off as well right after. “Turn around, amor. Let me see,” he instructs.

You know exactly what he means, and with a teasing smile thrown his way, you maneuver yourself to settle on your elbows and knees.

Your inner thighs are still coated with a light sheen of your arousal, wet and shiny under the dim light of the room. Using both his thumbs to soil the wetness further on your skin so near to your core, he takes in the way your cunt clenches around nothing as the plug sits cutely in your other hole. Without waiting any second longer, Sae unbuckles his belt to push his pants and boxers off, pumping himself a few times before guiding the tip against your tight entrance.

Your immense slick makes it so much easier for him to slide home, so warm and wet and tight around his cock. He lets out a low groan as your walls envelope him as easily as a sleeve, your pleased moan singing in his ears like a dirty melody.

Very much filled to the brim, both of your holes are so stretched out until there are tears clinging to your lashes.

“Fuck, stay right there, baby.” He bites down on his lips, hips stilling after bottoming out before reaching over to the nightstand, the movement causing his blunt head to involuntarily nudge against your cervix. Sae curses just as you keen at the contact, his hand grabbing the tie he’d left haphazardly after leaving the press event yesterday.

Breath hitching at the sight of the fabric in his hand, you let out a breathless chuckle as your cheek presses on the bed. “You wanna tie me up, babe?” You drawl teasingly, already half-drunk from the feeling of his cock filling you up.

A hint of a smirk appears on the midfielder’s lips. “In a way,” he replies. You’re about to ask what he means by that when he leans towards you, pulling the tie over your eyes instead, hiding away the hues he adores so much. “Oh,”

The grin on his face grows wider now that your sense of sight has been stripped away as he neatly knots the tie behind your head. “Yeah, oh.”

“Now hold on tight, would you?” That’s all the warning you get before he begins pistoning his hips against yours in a fervor, eliciting a choked moan out of your parted lips.

“O-oh, god - fuck!” The pleasure is intensified, zaps of electricity creeping up the back of your spine and piling over tenfold as the lack of vision only makes everything feels more sensitive and raw, amplified. “That’s it. Take my cock, amor.” His cock continues to drill into you, your cries and whimpers of his name and his deep grunts bouncing off the walls of the room.

Ass jiggling and drenched pussy lips stretching around his girth every time he plunges in, Sae has never seen such a staggeringly addicting sight in all his life.

He makes good use of the buttplug by shallowly moving it in and out, the dual stimulation making you bury your face into the comforter as you muffle your scream.

He can feel you clamping down on him, squeezing him so tightly that he swears he could see stars behind his lids. With both of you now close to reaching that peak, his pace only increases albeit becoming a little sloppier.

A few bruising thrusts later and you’re sent over the edge, your climax coursing over you like a tidal wave. Your pleasured cries become the final push that Sae needed before he quickly pulls out, roughly stroking himself using your cum until his own shoots out in thick ropes of white onto the globes of your ass.

He groans, a low throaty sound of satisfaction rumbling from his chest as he stares at the mess he left on your skin. Grabbing his phone that had dropped onto the bed sometime prior, he takes a quick snap before reaching over to slip the blindfold off.

Your eyes blink at the sudden brightness, thighs shaking and body spent as your top half remains laid on the bed. “Sae…? Did you just take a picture?” You ask out of curiosity from the brief sound you’d heard.

He gently pulls out the plug, rubbing at the sore skin when you let out a little yelp before he wipes his cum off your ass, smearing them right on your pussy instead. He then gives you a non-committal hum, “Yes. Now lay down properly. I’m not finished.”

Much to both of your delight, he’s not even close to being done with you. Hasn’t scratched the surface of what he had planned for you, even. Not now, not anytime soon.

Oh, you’re in for a long night ahead.

character development but it's just rye writing (lots of and more detailed) smut

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*ੈ‧₊༺ "SHE LOOKS JUST LIKE A DREAM,"

⤷ submission for @pixelcafe-network 's Secret Santa event !

— vice-captain hoshina seems to frequent the infirmary lately... perhaps it has something to do with the division's beloved medic.

characters: hoshina soshiro (kn8) x medic!reader contents: fluff, some injuries and blood, one(1) suggestive line but it’s for the plot, smooching, kind of getting together, slight spoilers for b side manga, inaccurate manga timeline wc ~ 1.8k

a/n: @purpleqilinwrites happy holidays from me, your secret santa ! 🎄 not christmas-themed but i hope you can still enjoy this humble gift i’ve prepared for you (see the end of this for more messages) <3

Remembering and differentiating people’s faces is usually something that comes naturally to people.

Be it your distant, distant relative, or a newly appointed work colleague, or even a fellow customer at a cafe you love. It’s easy enough to memorise each and every one of them, given that you’ve seen them a few times consecutively, of course.

Then again, it comes with the job to have a good memory anyway. Lots of scientific and biological names to be remembered, health conditions and symptoms to be identified, patients you constantly need to keep your eyes on. You have them all etched inside your mind.

There’s also that other circumstance, where forgetting someone’s face is as easy as brushing away a speck of dust from your clothes. People come, and people go. Not everyone that you’ve come across will stay in your life, and not every one of them will become a significant part of it either.

There is one thing, however, that you have stumbled upon, not knowing that it will become both of those things. Or rather, one person.

The first time you saw him was at the hospital right after the kaiju emergence at Ome city back when you were still a measly apprentice to a senior medic from the Third Division. Tasked to do one of his checkups, you’d overheard his conversation with your captain right before she left the ward.

His reaction baffled you, to say the least. Who in the world would reject a position offered by the Captain Ashiro Mina herself? After a thorough yet uneventful inspection on his condition, he was deemed to be discharged from the hospital a few days after, and along with that his presence from your mind.

Or so you thought.

The second time you saw him was a bit more coincidental. Months after that, when you were freshly appointed as one of the Third Division’s operational medics, you had accidentally crossed paths with him on the way to Captain Ashiro’s office, unaware that you were in the face of your soon-to-be Vice-Captain.

You didn’t know how, or why, but for some astronomical reason you’d remembered who he was. There were lots of people you’d bumped into in the past, people you’d medically treated, and people with even worse haircut (in your defense, that was only a mere observation on your part); you had no trouble putting them to the rear end of your mind as you knew they were nothing more than encounters by chance.

Aside from the fact that he’d rejected your captain’s offer, you’d wondered if there was something else about him from that first time that had rewired the very foundation of your brain chemistry to make you remember him as clearly and easily as memorizing the back of your own hand, even when you’d only seen him once before in your entire lifetime.

Unbeknownst to you, Hoshina Soshiro thought the same thing about you.

What is it about you, Hoshina had once mused. What made you so… unforgettable? Your presence had been lingering in the back of his mind from the moment you first laid your hand on him. After you’d left his ward months ago, the image of you has been foggy and indistinctive, almost haunting for him to deal with. And now that he had you in front of his eyes again, he was more than determined to know more about you.

The two of you hit it off then. One friendly conversation turned two, turned weekly, turned daily. Lingering touches, longing gazes, secret smiles, flirty quips. And the most unambiguous of all; the time spent together in the medic bay at any hour of the day.

It’s becoming a routine at this point for the Third Division members to see their second-in-command walking through the doorway of the infirmary with an injury or the other, some of them severe and some were barely considered a prick. The officers have suspected something, of course. But none of them are bold enough (yet) to confront nor pull the topic out in the open.

And so do you and Hoshina himself.

Though you’re totally aware it’s only a matter of time before one of you finally breaches the blurring line between platonic and romantic. Ironically enough, Hoshina with all his foxy eyed glory, seems to be the one to (not so) blindly step over the said line, all too keen on wiping it off like a silly drawing on a sandy shore.

“Hey there. Ya seem happy to see me,”

You grit your teeth at the cheery greeting, irritation piling over the concern and worry, overstacked by the fear wrecking through your body. Taking a deep breath to gather yourself, you step to the side to let the officers carry the battered body of the Vice-Captain to sit on a nearby bed. Soon enough, they walk themselves out with a respective nod to their superiors, leaving you in the still silence of the infirmary.

In your peripheral, Captain Ashiro stands beside the door with her arms crossed, a calculated look stuck on her youthful face before she straightens up, calling out to your name. “I’m leaving them in your care. I’ll be back in a few though,” Confused, you’re about to ask about what she meant when a mass of white fur enters your vision.

Bakko is staying here for a while then, you realize just as the Captain, too, makes her exit to the door. You let the feline kaiju make himself at home in the infirmary as you return to the task at hand; treating Hoshina.

Your next course of action proceeds swiftly and methodically; assembling the medical supplies and equipment, assessing the injuries, disinfecting the wounds and dressing them accordingly. All the while trying not to squirm under his obnoxious gaze.

“You were never this quiet before,” Hoshina breaks the silence, grimacing slightly as you’re currently treating one of his more severe wounds, one that requires stitching.

Your forehead creases slightly, “What do you want me to say?” You question, both in exasperation and incredulity. The swordsman lifts his good shoulder in a little shrug. “I dunno. Anythin’,”

“You’re stupid,”

Hoshina’s lips twitch slightly, “Mhm,”

“And reckless,”

A small smile tugs on his face next, “Yeah?” Slowly, and breathily.

“And - and… you weren’t being careful enough,” Your bloody hand shakes, the scissors you’re holding barely cutting away the remaining thread after you’d successfully managed to stitch his wound up. “Okonogi already said it was a daikaiju and you still insisted on fighting it alone. Who the hell does that?” You seethe.

One of his hands moves to hold yours, halting you just as you'd turned back from putting your equipment away. “You mad at me, sweetheart?” His nonchalant drawl causes you to snap. “I thought you were going to die, Soshiro. Of course I was mad!”

Suddenly there’s a quiet growl rumbling from the corner of the room, and the both of you immediately go silent. You look to the side to see Bakko with his mouth pulled into a menacing snarl, eyeing the other slumbering patients as if to remind you that you’re not the only ones in the room.

You huff, slightly embarrassed at being chastised in your own work space. By a kaiju, of all things.

Hoshina gruffly snickers before glancing at the feline, “He’s not Captain Ashiro’s companion for nothin’, huh? Think he can help around in the infirmary?” He jests.

You chuckle weakly, nodding a little at his injuries. “What, do you want him to lick it all better?”

It was supposed to be a joke, a casual inquiry made to lighten the mood, but Hoshina seems to think otherwise. With his bleary eyes, he murmurs, “I want you to lick it all better,”

Your breath stutters, the heart in your chest skipping a beat or two. Or maybe three? You can’t really seem to figure it out when all you know is that the blood pumping in your veins feels like you’re running a goddamn marathon around the division base.

Your body heats up at the way Hoshina’s gaze remains focused on you, those irises seeping with such intensity and passion, finely rich like wine and sangria. There’s a pull so magnetic, the minimal space where you’re starting to share breaths with him is charged with the tension between the two of you.

Your eyes drift down to his mouth for one quick second. A mere glance, shy and timid. And the next thing you know, you and Hoshina become a clashing of lips, wandering hands and blissful sighs.

Like a collision between two worlds; the connection feels intensely mind-blowing, like a surge of adrenaline that has you forgetting about everything else aside from feeling him, tasting him, consuming him. Your fingertips tingle from where you’re cradling his face in your hands, and electric zaps up your spine from where his hands are gripping you by your hips.

Your lips slide against his in a feverish dance, his tongue diving in to explore each and every crevice of your mouth. Another pleased sigh escapes from you when he nips at your bottom lip, soothing the skin with a gentle suck right after. Hoshina hums against your mouth, pulling you to stand even closer between his legs but a pained groan from him then makes you draw back, the desire to continue ravishing each other now replaced with a budding sense of concern.

“You’re pulling on the stitches,” you mutter, fingers lightly prodding at his medically patched skin. Hoshina shakes his head slightly and drops it to rest on your shoulder as he grunts under his breath, “You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that.”

You falter, a furious blush creeping up to your cheeks at his statement. ‘Why didn’t you do it sooner, then?’ You’d wanted to ask but just as he raises his head, you catch sight of the bloody handprints on both of his cheeks. You gasp in surprise, “Soshiro, you’re—”

You reach up to hold his face, though when you see your own hands stained with the blood from his wounds, a small laugh of realisation comes out of you. Hoshina snorts a little when he deduces the same thing, the room now filled with your combined giggles.

“All the more reason to stay here longer and get myself cleaned up, hm?” He smirks and leans back with his arms perched on the bed. You gnaw at the bottom of your lip, staring not-so-subtly at his slacked figure.

More work for you to do… not like you’re complaining anyway because he does not have any business looking so sinfully good with all those muscles and bare skin all roughed up and bloodied like that.

You inwardly shake your head to disperse the thought. Throwing him an eye roll, you scold him for moving around too much in case his injuries get worse, and that he should know better than to stay out of commission for longer than necessary considering his importance in the division.

Deep down, though, you’re glad that Hoshina Soshiro is there with you in more ways than one, holding your hand as you trudge through this new relationship blossoming between you two.

He stays, and he is significant. Forever will be in your lovesick little heart.

taglist open!

bakko is just there like 👁️👄👁️

💌 ; kaija my dear i’m so happy that i get to know you through the cafe network <3 really enjoyed all the convos we’ve had in the kn8 channel and i appreciate u sm !! you’re so sweet and so delightful to talk to and i thought that you are just the perfect person to be soshiro’s favorite doctor / nurse ^^ you seem like the type who'd be good at taking care of people, especially your loved ones. bet he goes to the infirmary a lot just to see u hehe (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) anyway, i hope 2024 has been nice to you. i wish you all the good things in the world, and that 2025 will be a better and sweeter year for you, love 💜

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Hi rye congrats on 1k! Can i have slice one with togame jo (windbreaker), nsfw prompt no 18? Tq in advance 💘

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prompt: 18 - “you’re such a mess.” characters: togame jo (wbk) x afab!reader contents: nsfw mdni !! unprotected p in v, implied multiple orgasms, slight manhandling, tummy bulge, creampie, a bit of size kink, some pussy inspecting? mention of cum eating, petnames (baby & sweetheart), reader is physically smaller wc ~ 700

a/n: thank you sm for participating anon! <3 finally got around to start writing my event requests TwT as i’ve said before, updates are gonna be super slow bcs uni is still kicking my ass so take note of that !! first time writing for togame btw erm

“c’mon, y/n. you’re still with me?”

glassy-eyed and lightheaded, you feel the room spins as if in slow motion. literally and figuratively.

one second you were on your knees and cheek pressed onto the sheets, and the next your view suddenly changed to that of the ceiling. a pair of hands slides up from your waist to cradle your face, thumbs rubbing soft circles on the apple of your cheeks.

togame leans in, connecting your foreheads together before he gives you a small kiss. your lips easily meld together as you hum against him, your arms wrapping around his neck to pull him closer.

his emerald gaze, his lips, his hands. everything about them feels delicate whenever they fall on you, as gentle as the leaves rustling in the wind, and soft in the way his warmth envelopes you like a pile of heated blankets on a cold winter night.

you’d almost cried at how wholesome his attention is, and how fulfilling his love is becoming. almost, if not for the way his hips rolls so hard into you that you’re starting to sob for an entirely different reason.

togame is by no means average-sized. barely halfway in and he’s already stretching you to the max, pressing in so deeply and ever so slightly in a tilted way that his cock curves perfectly upwards inside your sopping cunt. every single inch of him hits all the sweet spots inside you just right, sparks of pleasure bursting behind your eyelids as wanton moans escape from your mouth.

he eventually sets a rapid pace, his movement fluid and steady as the blunt tip of his cock starts to repeatedly hit the deepest part of your core. “that’s it, baby. you’re taking me so well,” he purrs in your ear, causing you to whine in response.

“f-fuck, ‘s so big,” you clench around his generous length as wet squelching sounds of your pussy echo in the room, skin slapping against skin as your cries and his grunts stringing together like a dirty symphony.

togame slips a hand behind your neck then, pulling you up for another kiss before he holds you there, heads leaning against each other to make you notice, to make you see what he’s doing to you.

you don’t realize it at first, too lost in the feeling of his cock dragging oh so deliciously in between your velvety walls. but when you finally get a good look at it, you’d nearly come right on the spot.

there’s a thick creamy ring around the base of his cock, courtesy of the previous rounds you’d had and how much he’d been cumming inside you, and when he drives himself home again inside your wet heat with that same crazy depth, same crazy angle, your stomach bulges with every thrust.

“shh, just feel me here, sweetheart,” he coos before his hand grabs one of yours, dwarfing it entirely before settling them both together on your lower belly, right where his thick cock continues to make that little bump on the skin.

it makes you dizzy, so freaking turned on and almost delirious at the sight as togame slams deeper into you. “jo… g-gonna cum - fuck,” tears blur your vision, your whimpers growing louder by the second when his other hand grips tighter on the back of your thigh.

“yeah? you like feeling yourself when you’re getting fucked like this, hm?” he presses down harder on your stomach with just the right amount of pressure and before you know it you’re already cumming so hard, your cunt squeezing and gushing around his dick as your breath gets knocked out of your lungs in a broken cry of his name.

he follows behind soon after, reaching his peak with a low groan of his own as you heavily pant from the exertion. running a hand through his sweaty onyx strands, togame briefly glances down at where the two of you are still connected and gradually pulls out, ignoring your slurred complaints about the sudden loss of warmth.

he curses under his breath, “fuck, baby. you’re such a mess.”

you’re sweating all over, hair disheveled on the pillow beneath your head as pearls of tears line the lashes of your eyes. his cum and yours fill your tight hole to the brim, the mixed liquids leaking past your pussy lips and trickling down your inner thigh when togame hooks a thumb on the side of your wet folds.

he inhales sharply, eyes focusing on the obscene view before he looks back at your fucked out expression with that heavily lidded gaze again.

“mind if i have a taste?”

am i starting off too strong with this one 🧍 anw ‘big dick togame🗣️’ the crowd (me) cheers

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prompt: 17 - “hey, look at me.” characters: narumi gen (kn8) x gn!reader contents: nsfw mdni !! birthday blowjob, a bit of masturbating, cum eating, whiny!narumi yummers (but he gets serious towards the end mhm) wc ~ 800

a/n: @greyrain23 GREYY ILYT THANKYOU FOR PARTICIPATING AND THE SWEET WORDS !! posting this on narumi’s birthday as a present for u and other nrm kissers (cough cough danyl) hehe hope u enjoy it <3 and here’s your order for slice two (your little selfship trivia is so cute btw !! me luv !!)

the continuous beeping of a virtual world fills the room, comical and wacky in a way it extremely contradicts the other activity happening in the room.

narumi sits in his office, slouched over his desk as his fingers continue pressing away the many buttons on his gaming console. “oh shit,” he curses for the nth time, his leg jerking and you have to reign in the smile from growing lest your teeth accidentally make their appearance.

it’s one of those rare times where narumi deems it… optimal for him to be sitting on his desk chair while playing instead of the futon he’d often lay out in the middle of the room, saying something like he has to ‘lock in’ or that the aforementioned chair could ‘bring him good luck through the aura of the esteemed captain of the First’.

your boyfriend is so silly sometimes.

thus, seeing the golden opportunity, of course you’d find it fitting to give him a blowjob under the desk while he’s busy in his own little two-dimensional bubble.

unfortunately for him though, not even one speck of his attention is directed towards the device he’s holding right now. not when your mouth feels so wet and hot, welcoming his dick inside like it’s meant to be there.

your tongue swirls on the underside of his length and dragging against the prominent vein, more of your saliva dripping down and pooling at the base as you take him deeper into your mouth. narumi hisses, one of his hands now running through his messy hair and gripping on it as if to get a hold of himself.

although it isn’t long before you’re gagging on his cock, nails digging into the prominent muscles of his thighs, and suddenly there’s a slight thud above you as the console he was holding drops onto the desk.

you’d wanted to inwardly cheer in victory after finally getting him to put his game down (not like it took that long anyway), but then a soft, almost broken sound escapes from his lips.

you can feel your arousal seeping through your underwear as you realize narumi is whimpering.

your tongue only works faster on him, needing to coax that beautiful sound out of him again, and again, and again until he gets thoroughly satiated from your touch alone.

narumi relieves himself from the slouch, leaning back against the chair and closing his eyes as he loses himself in the feeling of your mouth. one of his hands wearily comes up to cover his flushed face while the other settles at the top of your head to give you languid pats.

feeling uncomfortable in the soiled underwear, your free hand slips down to play with your own clit, rubbing the sensitive bud to relieve some of the ache and smearing your own wetness around your inner thighs. a pair of rouge eyes, misty and heavily lidded, glances at your predicament. “you touching yourself down there?” narumi groans, “god, you’re so hot…” you give him a low moan as a response, the sound vibrating against his dick.

another whimper breaks out of him when you start fondling his balls using your slicked fingers, sucking him off with eager bobs of your head. “f-fuck, gonna come,” his thighs tense beside your head, the swollen tip budding with more pre and hitting the very back of your throat every so often.

his cock twitches in your mouth and before long, he’s coming down your throat in spurts as he lets out a flurry of moans, fingers gripping slightly on your hair. you dutifully swallow his cum, some of it leaking past your lips which you swipe away with a palm before pulling off to stroke him through his climax.

narumi stutters out a whine at the overstimulation, head leaning back and eyes almost tearing up as his entire body feels like it’s been strung out to the max.

you gently press your cheek on his trembling thigh, endeared at your boyfriend’s state. “gen,” you call out. your captain remains where he is; one arm draped over his eyes, face extremely reddened and chest heaving from the orgasm.

you deliberately squeeze his softening yet still sensitive cock with your hand, “hey, look at me.” you press, and he finally snaps out of it, flinching to look down at you.

his black and grey hair is disheveled, sweat lining up at the edge of his temples as his cheeks are tinted with pink. you bite down on your lip, a cheshire grin tugging at your mouth. “you good, babe? don’t you wanna go back to your game now?” you tease.

for some reason his eyes seem brighter now, and another rush of heat courses through you as the blooming retina concentrates on you. “i’ve got another game i wanna play now,” narumi murmurs before backing his chair away to let you up.

he nods his head forward, “get on the desk.”

narumi is a chronic whiner slash whimperer and i will die on this hill–

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₊˚⊹☁ 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 : 𝟏𝐤𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 ☁₊˚⊹

to celebrate having 1000+ of you here, and my birthday which is also around the end of december (1k + cakes = 1kakes haha get it). thank you so much !! this is my little attempt at repaying you guys.

much love, rye.

𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐨𝐱 | 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬 : 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 | 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

╰┈➤ [ 🍰 SLICE ONE ; speak up ! ] ༊*·˚

send me a character + sfw/nsfw (choose either!) + one dialogue from the list here OR one of your own! i will write you a drabble/short fic based on your dialogue, and 1k is the word limit.

╰┈➤ [ 🍰 SLICE TWO ; scarf down ! ] ༊*·˚

send a character + theme / colour OR one of your selfships + some trivia (don't have to be lots. just one or two are good enough!) i’ll make a moodboard based on the vibes of your request.

e.g. “bf!isagi” , "y/n x f/o + golden retriever bf x cat gf" or in any form that could help me with what you want. samples: x – x

╰┈➤ [ 🍰 SPECIAL SLICE ! ] ༊*·˚

in honor of joining the secret santa events hosted for the members of @/pixelcafe-network, and another one for HoW!

[ rules ]

you can order for slice one, slice two, or both !

mutuals, followers, non followers, all are welcomed!

exception for slice two: any character is acceptable!

some may contain nsfw so please mdni with those.

no angst because this is a happy occasion (hurt/comfort is okay).

fandoms i’m accepting: kn8, bllk, wbk, tougen anki, haikyuu, genshin impact, jjk, mha (see here for specific characters i write for & more general rules!)

[ notes ]

this was supposed to be held in november but life got in the way of things (and i still have some old requests marinating in my inbox lol i'll try to work on those in between i prommy TT) so i had to postpone it.

i'm hosting this event while still in the middle of my midterm season btw so it'll be a gradual process. plus finals are less than 2 months away so highly likely it will be a long term project. no rushing me please !! if you are fine with that, feel free to request away.

tag! @17020

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[ryescapades]

hii rye!! happi 1k follows, for the event, can i have prompt 10 (lyhfmb) with a jealous! nrm gen please!! nsfw ofc!!! luv ya soo much <3

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prompt: 10 - “lift your hips for me, love.” characters: ex!narumi gen (kn8) x afab!reader contents: nsfw mdni !! oral (f! receiving), marking, slight possessive + jealous!nrm, sparring as an euphemism, possibly exes to lovers, implied nrm having past hookups, tiny bit of angst if u squint, ooc i think? somehow ended up being a bit of a character study.. wc ~ 900

a/n: thank you for participating anon !! <3 i’m kinda killing two birds with one stone here bcs there’s an old req in my inbox asking for a nsfw nrm piece (supposedly) inspired by lana’s serene queen :’>

you have absolutely zero idea how you got yourself in this situation.

it was a normal day for you; you woke up, did your morning routine, checked in with your fellow coworkers and spent a whole lot of your time on the training grounds, especially with your closest friends, shinonome and tachibana. everything would’ve been perfectly and routinely mundane, if not for the sudden private invitation to spar, ordered requested by your very own division captain.

the way those roguish hues darken at the sight of you straddling tachibana’s hips during training, the deep frown on his lips, the clear displeasure marring on his face, the scrutinising stare he sent towards his platoon leader… for a second there you would’ve thought that he— you shake your head to disperse the thoughts away.

no way in hell, right?

it feels weird. doing a one-on-one with captain narumi without other people watching really gives you the ick, an irksome itch that you couldn’t quite scratch away. you know full well that you could pack a punch or two, know that your skills are just as good as any officer from the first division, but you are also aware that narumi gen is not just any man.

he’s a man who was born with such exceptional strength and yet had his childhood ripped to shreds by those monstrous kaiju, a man who would occasionally lash out if something ever triggers the fragility of his inner child, a man who holds the weight of the world on his shoulders, a man who was still on pins and needles when it came to affection, a man who is also your ex lover.

but just because you’re exes doesn’t mean he had any reason to pull his punches on you. and because you’re exes it makes no sense that the exchanging blows and jabs would suddenly turn to a different kind of clash altogether.

your unfocused eyes can barely make out your surroundings, but you at least know that it’s already late into the night, long into the after hours. a soft moan breaks free from your lips, eyebrows deeping into a furrow. “we shouldn’t be doing this,” you breathe out.

you wince just as narumi’s teeth nip on the tender flesh on your collarbones, soothing the pain with a swift lick of his broad tongue. the discolouration blooms red on your skin, another mark accompanying the similar ones on the span of your neck.

he doesn’t reply, opting to slide his hands underneath your shirt to trail wet open-mouthed kisses down your stomach. he then starts fidgeting with the hem of your sweats, lifting his head up to look at you.

your body burns at those hooded gaze of his rosy eyes.

the million rational thoughts of denial and object are immediately turfed out, your body going pliant under his familiar touch as you close your eyes in relent. narumi gently slips his fingers beneath your pants and underwear to pull them both down simultaneously. “lift your hips for me, love.” he murmurs, the petname smoothing out of his lips like silk.

a shiver runs through you as you oblige, your lower part now exposed to his wandering eyes. he shifts down, his head now leveling with the space between your thighs.

the first swipe of his tongue against your folds nearly sends you reeling and narumi can feel his pants getting tighter by the second. “god, i missed your taste so bad. no one could ever compare,” he quietly groans before eventually diving in, eating you out like a man starving for days.

“fuckin’ sweet… this pussy’s mine, yeah?” he mutters as his tongue slides into your dripping hole with ease, licking up your arousal as more of it trickles down to your ass. it’s wild, full of hunger and intent as narumi buries his face between your thighs to consume your very essence into his own.

“f-fuck, hah—” your chest stutters as his arms wrap around your quivering thighs to keep you in place, his tongue thrusting in and out of your cunt just as desperately. loud slurping sounds and your moans can be heard throughout the training room, though neither of you have the mind to care about that as narumi intensifies his efforts, sucking on your swollen clit between his lips before dipping down again to your hole. 

he knows you’re close; he’s painfully familiar with the way your legs jerk beside his face, breath whiny and hitching in your throat as you teeter on the brink of ecstasy. narumi laps at you so greedily that it’s becoming messy and wet and rough and downright filthy.

it’s only when he growls against your flesh, the almost possessive sound vibrating against your sodden pussy that it finally pushes you towards the edge, coming undone on his tongue with a lewd cry. narumi hums, eagerly drinking up your slick and eyes closing in content as his face glistens with your sticky wetness. “nngh - gen…” nerves now oversensitized, you let out a whimper and weakly push at his shoulders to get him to stop. “gen!”

the man finally yet reluctantly pulls away from your cunt with a faint pop, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand before he languidly plants kisses on your thighs, eyes still hidden by his ashen bangs. the both of you are breathing hard, and somehow the post-orgasm clarity decides to hit you then.

‘seriously, what are you doing?’ you throw your head back against the mat below you and squeeze your eyes shut as those same conflicting thoughts invade your mind again. “gen— narumi, sorry… i-i should—” you try your move your legs away from his shoulders but he cuts you off, leaning his forehead against your stomach as he rubs random figures on the side of your hips.

little do you know he’s actually tracing the kanji of his name on your skin.

“stay,” narumi whispers. with me, he means. “...please.”

and how can you ever say no to that?

thinking abt this nrm the whole time i write this :]

tbh i kind of had a different idea for the song inspo but i don’t think i’d be finishing that anytime soon (i’m just lazy). i could share like a little rough draft of it if anyone wanna tho

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[ryescapades]

Hello Rye darling! Happy holiday season(if you celebrate) and happy almost birthday! May I have slice one sfw with Ume with number 6 (or 20 if it speaks to you more.) Also It might be early but extra good luck on your finals!! 🍀✨

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prompt: 20 - “is that my shirt?” characters: umemiya hajime (wbk) x gn!reader contents: fluff !! did i characterise him correctly here idk :/ wc ~ 1k (a few words extra but oh well)

a/n: mariii thankyou sm for participating and the kind words (and the one from my tree as well) ilyy !! <3 i will do my super duper best on my finals now thx to you >:)) and happy holidays to u too !! hopefully i did your man justice with this 🙂‍↕️

getting up late on a tuesday morning was not on your to-do-list this week.

working a morning shift as a waitress at cafe pothos alongside kotoha, you’d usually clock in a few hours before midday but you’d promised kotoha to help out with today’s opening, which means you have to be there much earlier than usual.

you had it all planned out too; wake up just as the sun rises, greet your elderly neighbours who tend to wake up at ass o’clock in the morning and maybe lend a hand or two if they ever decide today’s a good day to finally fix their broken porch lamp, and then if you’re feeling up to it, maybe grab some warm pastries from cactus as your breakfast.

well, you were supposed to do all that.

but after such an exhausting day of running errands for the townsfolk with your boyfriend the day prior, you were out cold the moment your beloved ume offered to give you a piggyback ride home. your body was so worn out that you slept even worse than the dead!

turning the corner and almost tripping on your feet on the snowy pavement, the clock strikes the hour at which your usual shift starts.

oh, you’re so screwed.

you’ll never hear the end of it. kotoha will start nagging about ditching her and will forever hold it against you (though you know it’s never going to be in malice), and you’d be labelled as a bad friend (by your own self), and she might not deem you reliable anymore (that’s what you think, at least), and - and—

“I’M SO SORRY I’M LATE!” without thinking twice, you burst through the entrance of cafe pothos, the door slamming back against the wall as you chest rises and falls rapidly from how heavily you’re breathing. you brace your palms on your thighs, feeling the cramps crawling up your muscles from the sudden morning workout.

silence meets you as a response, and you slowly raise your head after a few choked breaths. the sight that greets you makes you burn almost as hot as the sun, if not more.

kotoha with her hands holding a container of sauce, hovers in midair above a plate of omurice for sakura who sits just in front of her with his face resembling a deer caught in headlights. you can see some (or is that half of them?!) of the main furin boys are huddled together in one table, now silenced at the sight of you. your best friend blinks in surprise at your sudden appearance before she opens her mouth, “oh, you’re he—“

kotoha doesn’t get to finish her sentence.

out of nowhere there is a body barrelling towards you, knocking the air out of your lungs as the person pulls you into a crushing hug.

“Y/N, MY DEAR, THERE YOU ARE!”

your lips part in surprise just as you hear sakura chokes on his saliva somewhere in the back. “hajime?! wh-what are you doing here?” you stumble over your words, slightly pulling away from his hold.

umemiya looks at you with a particular shine in his eyes, crystalline hues gleaming with that clear adoration. you bashfully duck your head away to look at kotoha instead.

“please, don’t mind about this morning. this guy has already told me that you wouldn’t be here for the opening so he offered to help instead.” she explains while nodding towards ume, smiling as she pushes the plate of omurice towards a flustered sakura. the boy immediately digs in, trying his best to not look so visibly affected by how intimately close ume is holding you to him.

you turn back to your boyfriend, stunned. “you did that?” almost as if proud of himself, he eagerly nods, grinning so widely that even you can’t help but to smile along.

“‘course i did! you were so tired last night so i figured you needed the rest. can’t have my pretty girl deprived of her beauty sleep, now can we?” he gently croons before placing a little boop on the tip of your nose, causing you to flush under his stare.

then he perks up again as he seemingly remembers something, “oh, right! come inside, come inside! some new ingredients just arrived this morning so our amazing kotoha here has been trying out new recipes with us!” ume urges you to unzip your jacket so that he could hang it up for you, though when you do as he instructed, his eyes are immediately drawn to the baby blue sweater you’re wearing underneath.

you questioningly follow his gaze, and the two of you lift your heads up at the same time to look at each other. “is that my shirt?” he asks, head tilting to the side like a curious puppy.

the piece of clothing is obviously big on you, the sleeves running past the length of your arms and causing your hands to form cute little sweater paws that had ume nearly melted on the spot. there’s a little ‘U.H’ scrawled just at the hem of the sweater, faint and thoroughly faded from the amount of wear and wash; a habit the well-known umemiya hajime had picked up from the years he’d been living in the orphanage.

you scrunch up your nose, cringing slightly as you’re reminded of your panicked state earlier this morning that you didn’t even bother looking at what shirt you’d grabbed from the closet.

“yeah, it’s yours…” you trail off and before you know it, ume is pulling you into another hug, nuzzling your cheek with his as he rambles on about ‘how beautiful his girlfriend is’ or ‘ahh, she’s so adorable i might just die here!’ or something along those lines.

at that point, sakura is shoving all the food into his mouth like there’s no tomorrow, suo and nirei are worried over sakura, hiragi is yelling at ume to ‘at least let your girlfriend sit down first! you’re blocking the entrance!’, kotoha is shaking her head in exasperation while the others just laugh, mildly entertained at the whole ordeal.

what a way to start your morning, huh?

slipped in a lil ume hc of mine as well :>

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10 ノ "lift your hips for me, love." narumi gen 𓂃 nsfw michael kaiser 𓂃 nsfw

17 ノ "hey, look at me." narumi gen 𓂃 nsfw

18 ノ "you're such a mess." togame jo 𓂃 nsfw

20 ノ "is that my shirt?" umemiya hajime 𓂃 sfw

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grey's favorite gamer boy ft. narumi gen empress of the blue rose ft. michael kaiser

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“she looks just like a dream,” 𓂃 sfw 𓂃 hoshina soshiro (kn8) 𓂃 vice-captain hoshina seems to frequent the infirmary lately... perhaps it has something to do with the division's beloved medic.

“sandy beaches and sinful bliss,” 𓂃 nsfw 𓂃 itoshi sae (bllk) 𓂃 in which you're spending some quality time with your boyfriend at the beach house.

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hello rye! <3 congratulations on reaching 1k followers, you deserve all of them & so much more // i've read all your works, and i can't express in words how amazing of a writer you are ☘︎

for your milestone event can i request:

rin itoshi + sfw + "hey, look at me"

thank you & i wish you the best of lucks on midterms + finals :3c

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prompt: 17 - “hey, look at me.” characters: itoshi rin (bllk) x f!reader contents: comfort/fluff, reader gets bothered by some sleazy guys erm wc ~ 1k

a/n: ruruuu my beloved i uhh dunno what to think of this personally but i hope it’s better for u than it is for me shsdfdfk and thankyou sm for participating and the kind words ilyy !! <3 (not proofread!)

your date has been going so well today.

you had planned this so long ago, wanting to go to the aquarium with rin. it’s been quite a while since you’ve had some alone time with him, considering how busy he is with soccer so it’s only right that he’d wanted to spend the whole day and more with the one he treasures the most.

the aquarium itself was a blast; you had fun learning about and looking at all the beautiful sea creatures, though rin would argue that there’s entirely something— or someone— else that was worthy of being labeled as the embodiment of beauty itself.

he would never say that out loud, of course.

the aquarium aside, the rest of the day went by pretty leisurely. after getting yourselves some matching trinkets (you think that the faint blush brushing his cheeks when he holds the dainty ornament in his hands is the loveliest, most incredible sight you’ve ever seen), the two of you decided to check out the new ramen place downtown, catch up a little bit over lunch (you did all the talking, unsurprisingly) before ending up taking a stroll in the park nearby.

everything’s turning out wonderful, until it was not.

while the two of you were preoccupied in your own little bubble, a few wandering tourists had interrupted you to ask for some help. the both of you knew that giving some mere instructions would be too vague, so you had convinced him that you didn’t mind waiting as he showed them the way instead as he was more versed in their language. rin wanted to dispute, not wanting to leave you alone even just for a second, let alone 3 minutes, though he begrudgingly obliged after one look of assurance from you.

the world would’ve been a better place if some people knew how to keep their hands to themselves and mind their own business, really.

all the while you’re waiting for rin to come back, you catch sight of a couple guys standing just a few feet away, their leering eyes hooked on you as their faces spell nothing but trouble. you try not to visibly grimace, turning away from them as you start chanting in your head for your boyfriend to return quickly and wish that by some miracle he could feel your (hopefully) telepathic distress.

you’d wanted to walk away but unfortunately for you, you don’t get far as a few seconds later, a bold finger taps on your shoulder to gain your attention. turning around, you feel your body tense at the men suddenly looming over you with a grin looking oh so sweetly on each of their faces.

“hey, you alone here, sweetheart?” you resist the urge to visibly roll your eyes at the petname. with a reluctant smile, you shake your head at them before starting to walk off. “i’m heading somewhere else, sorry.”

persistent like a parasite with the intent to make your life worse, they fall into steps behind you. you’re feeling the urge to curse at the inconvenience of the part of the city you’re currently at, reprimanding yourself for waiting at such an isolated place. “your friends? or family?” one of them presses, and your heartbeat rises as they begin to get closer.

“boyfriend, excuse you,” you huff quietly under your breath, wanting to lose yourself in the incoming crowd as you anxiously walk faster. you would’ve been fine with tolerating them until they’d eventually get bored of your lack of enthusiasm, if not for the slimy hand that suddenly extends out to harshly grasp yours from behind, triggering your fight or flight response as your heart goes plummeting down to your stomach in dread.

“oh, come on! we just wanted to–” the scream that has bubbled up in your throat doesn’t get to escape, however, when another figure comes barreling towards the man, a raged hand reaching up to fist at the latter’s collar. your wrist is then freed, and you gingerly rub at the skin as if to wipe away the foreign touch.

“she’s clearly not interested, you bastard.” your boyfriend’s gravely tone enters your ears, and you’d almost cried out in relief at his appearance. there was a dangerous and deathly lilt to his voice, and something about it makes you shiver for some unknown reason.

you initially don’t have any clue as to how badly affected rin is by the situation with how he has his back towards you but the way rin’s grip on the stranger’s shirt tightens, proven by the flexing and slight quivering of his arm. not to mention you can hear the man’s audible gulp, so you know it’s not a pretty sight.

“w-whoa, sorry, man. we were just…” the other guy trails off, and you had almost sympathized with how genuinely terrified they look but it’s really not worth the effort to cause such a commotion here so you try to get him to calm down. “rin,” you call out, tugging slightly at the hem of his shirt.

you can see him tensing at your voice for a few moments, then with as much reluctance as he can muster, the striker roughly shoves the man away before backing up slightly to hide you behind him, and they both immediately scurry off into the distance. rin doesn’t take his eyes away from the two, fists clenching and teal orbs sharpening like daggers as if to make sure those jerks are undoubtedly not coming back.

your heart squeezes at this whole ordeal. soothingly sliding your hand down the length of rin’s arm, you languidly take his hand to unfurl the whitening knuckles by weaving your fingers with his. “rin,” you press, reaching up to turn the side of his face towards you. “hey, look at me.”

your boyfriend snaps his head towards you then, tension leaving his body when his eyes land on you. he doesn’t protest when you pull him down by the back of his neck, bumping your forehead against his with a gentle thump, a silly method you’d picked up whenever there is a need to ‘knock’ some sense into him.

because the only way for itoshi rin to simmer down and regain his control is exactly that; having you close to him in whatever way possible.

“i’m here, baby. i’m okay,” you mumble against the shared space between your mouths, and rin doesn’t resist the magnetic pull as he pecks your lips once before planting another one on your forehead. “should’ve brought you along,” he mumbles, exhaling warmly against your skin.

you let out a chuckle, “hm, you’re right…” you feignedly ponder, pulling your intertwined hands together as the two of you start walking again, “though as much as i am thankful, you do look quite hot there getting all mad. and cute too, i guess. like an angry kitty, you know?” you quip, glancing at him with a small teasing smile.

a tinge of pink dusts the apple of his cheeks, his eyebrows furrowing in slight offense. “am not,” rin grumbles.

“are so,” you counter, lightly bumping your shoulder against his side.

“... am not,” he bumps back.

“angry rinnie.”

“shut up.”

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*ੈ‧₊༺ SPIDERVERSE AU! ༺‧₊ ੈ

characters: spiderman!itoshi rin (bllk) x gn!reader contents: fluff, some jealous!rin, college setting, hint of mutual pining, mention of injuries and blood a/n: do spiderman suits have pockets … (not proofread btw) wc ~ 1.2k

spiderman!rin who you’d accidentally come across in the alley just beside your apartment complex, passed out and injured from one of his vigilante shenanigans late into the night.

Deciding to take him in out of pity, you took care of his injuries as much as his torn suit would allow you to before letting him rest in your living room.

spiderman!rin who’d almost freaked out when he woke up in the middle of the night to find himself in a stranger's home, all his wounds roughly cleaned and patched up. Another thing he didn’t expect was to come face to face with his pretty, pretty classmate the moment they stepped out of their bedroom, barely clad in anything except an oversized t-shirt and a pair of sleep shorts.

The both of you gasped in surprise at the sight of each other. Almost stumbling back into the couch he had been sleeping on, a raging blush grew on his cheeks when he briefly took a glimpse at your bare legs. You didn’t manage to utter any words before he dashed out of your window, swinging off your balcony before he disappeared into the night.

Something small and brightly colored fell to the floor. It was a small plastic-wrapped treat that had seemingly slipped out of the stranger’s pocket when he’d abruptly left. You squatted down to pick it up, curiosity gnawing at you further as the identity of this man remained a mystery, for you’d never once touched his mask in respect of his privacy.

spiderman!rin who, as your classmate and deskmate, refused to meet your eyes the day after. Sure, he was still his usual aloof and cold self, but you were beyond confused at the way he actively avoided looking at your face.

“Hey, you still listening?” You’d asked during one of your class discussions, peering at him in the corner of your eye. Rin gave you a low hum as an answer. Wanting to tease him, you picked up one of your colorful permanent markers and uncapped it before reaching over to him.

He flinched in surprise when the sharp tip made contact with the tender flesh between his neck and shoulder, causing the pen to haphazardly drag across his skin. You raised an amused brow, biting down on your lip to stifle the laugh bubbling in the back of your throat. “You’re doodling, Rin.”

The ravenette gritted his teeth as embarrassment coursed through him, noticing the inked cobwebs he’d randomly sketched in his notes. “Shut it,” he’d muttered, his face still turned away as he turned over another page to hide the little drawings.

Who could blame him, really? If he’d spared you even a second glance, a flurry of mental images of you in your nightly pajamas would appear in his mind.

You, in your damn shirt and shorts looking so damn pretty and adorable and soft and he wanted to kiss you so bad for taking care of him—

'Wait, what?' Rin cursed under his breath.

spiderman!rin whose eyes had widened just the tiniest bit when he saw what you’d been fiddling with in your hands. It was a fruit candy, one that he’d received from a thankful little boy after Rin had saved him a few hours before he had winded up on your balcony.

He’d nonchalantly asked where’d you gotten it from, and the way you’d answered oh-so-sweetly, “Oh, it’s just something… from someone amazing,” had him flustering down to his very core.

spiderman!rin who’d seethe and sneer to himself when he spotted you out on a date with some lukewarm guy, that mucky green monster prowling inside him like a rapacious predator.

An empty can had suddenly hit the back of your date’s head? Must’ve been the wind or something. Your date suddenly tripped while he was walking beside you? He must be one clumsy bastard. The street light suddenly burnt out when your date tried to kiss you before he sent you home? Your neighborhood must’ve been haunted…

Yeah, that was definitely it.

spiderman!rin who’d ended up on your balcony that same day for some reason that was even unknown to himself, peeking through the curtains as he tried to hold in the pained grimace at the pull on his wounded skin every time he moved.

He shouldn’t be here, he didn’t want to be here. That first time was awkward enough that Rin had wished for anything else to happen but a repeat of it, especially now after bearing witness to your date with someone else that was not him.

Though ever the astute observer, you noticed him before he could think twice about his questionable decisions, immediately trotting over to open your window for him.

Similar to that fateful night, you’d invited him in to treat all his wounds; the ones on his neck, his chest, arms, anywhere that the shredded suit had given you access to, really, all the while the two of you slid into a comfortable blanket of silence.

This night, too, you’d avoided touching anywhere above the hem of his mask, and he’d left something behind albeit deliberately.

spiderman!rin who had begrudgingly fallen into a routine of visiting you every time he got hurt. You’d open your window for him, wordlessly take care of his injuries before he’d leave a little trinket he’d picked up from his adventures for you and promptly make his way out of your home.

Rin didn’t know what to think of this arrangement; this… weird, dubiously domestic dynamic you two had grown to settle into. And unbeknownst to him, neither did you.

How long did he want to keep the secret, you’d wondered.

spiderman!rin who had been terribly injured after a fight gone wrong, stumbling into your apartment after you’d let him in. You’d almost shrieked after seeing his worse-than-usual state, concern tripping over the pinch of fear that had tumbled into you.

After patching him up the best that you could, you tense slightly when his head lolled down to your shoulder. You were chastising him for not going to the hospital for something this serious but Rin was too delirious with the pain and blood loss, he was barely listening to anything you were saying.

“Sorry, I - fuck, sorry. I-I didn’t get you anything this time,” he’d weakly whispered.

Your breath hitched, heart thundering against your ribcage at his words. You slowly exhaled, hot puff of breath brushing against his cold skin as you squeezed your eyes shut in resolve.

“You don’t need to get anything for me. Just come back safely every time and I’ll be happy to welcome you home, Rin,” you’d murmured.

spiderman!rin who felt your touch creeping up to the edge of his mask, gently as if to ask for his permission.

Rin wanted to ask how’d you find out it was him, but with how exhausting the day had been, he decided it was a problem for tomorrow him to figure out.

And so he let you free him from the confine of his alternate persona before carefully wrapping your arms around his back, pulling him closer as he nuzzled into your neck like a touch-starved cat to seek more of your warmth.

If you were to be honest, though, it wasn’t that hard, truly. The second time you’d treated him, you’d seen the barest part of his neck; the part where you’d drawn on him with your marker by a mere chance.

That measly little line he’d refused to wash off, hoping that it’d stay on his skin for as long as it possibly could. Because, however silly it may be, it was still a trace, a mark left behind by you.

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