#(it was at this moment Kazu knew. he fucked up.)

[kk43mi]

HII LOVE UR WORK😘😘

Imagine having sex with kazuha and you're taking sooo long to cum so to make the poor guy happy with himself u fake an orgasm but the dude notices it and makes u squirt 😁 and a little bit of aftercare pls🙏

did you cum yet?

dom!kazuhaxsub!reader context: full nelson, cussing, aftercare and sex.

sex with kazuha was always so loving. he was always so gentle and slow with it, never wanted to do anything rough to hurt you and your petite body.

coming back from his adventure, he has so much to tell you. but most importantly he misses you. your body. that aching cunt that was begging for him.

so there whines and whimpers emit from the shared room where you and your boyfriend made love. where he thrusted into you, watching as his dick disappeared in your wet cunt. loving the way your ass felt when he connected with your body.

"love...you feel so..mgh..good." he put his weight on your back which glistened under the moonlight. pearls of sweat dripping down his forehead as he leaned to your ear. "i can feel how wet that honeypot of yours is."

he grinded into you and you moaned at the pleasure you were receiving. though, this was going on for about 10 minutes. its not as if you werent enjoying. your body just reacts differently. you take a long time to climax.

you hate lying to your poor baby, but you dont want him to feel like he isnt satisfying you. :(

counting the other times, this would be your third time if you were going to lie again. your trail of thoughts were lost when kazuha propped himself up, grabbing the flesh of your ass. it was his favorite thing to do.

"'m close...fuck.." he always sounded so hot when he cussed. he did one last thrust before he came inside. hot white lava painting your walls. pants were head from kazuha as he tried to catch up with his breath. stilling himself inside as he loved the feeling of your walls clamping down on him.

pulling out, he watches as his cum flows out of your cunt. loving the sight before he weighted himself on you again.

"did you cum?" he asks with a peck on the cheek. you groan, trying to seem believable.

"mhm...havent felt this in a while." you pecked his lips. trying to catch up with your breathing too.

kazuha can only chuckle and caress your hair. as his hands glides up and down on your sides. "say love... isnt this the third time youve lied hm?" he pinched your cheeks, a cried falls from your lips.

what he just said left you speechless. he..knew? "what-lied about what...?" you rubbed the part where it hurt. again, kazuha chuckled as he propped himself up with his arms, you felt something prod at the entrance of your cunt.

"wait kazu-ha!" you screamed out the last part as he shoved his cock in. this is time, he pistoled inside of you as he watches you become dumb. "s-shit kazu..!" you clawed the pillows and hugged them tightly.

this new pleasure unlocked was heavenly. he was hitting the gummy spots and it made your eyes roll back. you melted under him and he knew it. "if you wanted me to be rough, you could of said so darlin'"

moments before he brought you up to his lap as he held the back of your knees. there he jackhammered into your sopping cunt. "i can feel you in so..deep!" you moaned out.

his hand that was holding you trails down to your clit, stimulating it with circular motions, and it had you in bliss. nothing came out of your lips except for moans and incoherent babbles.

"dumb under my cock already love?" he continued to thrust. feeling himself close to climax as he feels your walls squeeze him.

"dont hold back. i can feel that youre close." his thrusts become sloppy but still was harsh. the sound of skin slapping skin never left the room as he continued pounding.

"gonna..cum!" you said before squirting out your juices on his cock. spraying on the sheets and pillows. possibly the best orgasm you had. shortly after-kazuha came inside, shooting his seed in you.

"now was that a good one hm?" he spoke out. but you could hardly breathe. falling onto kazus chest, you tried to catch up. but this new experience was just so much.

"seems i overdid it. ill grab some water and start the bath alright love?" the only response he got were huffs and he chuckled lightly before heading out the door. <3

hi im back. lol. been busy. but hope you enjoy this. was trying out a new theme. so hope it looks alright. ill try to get all of my asks soon, but feel free to request

[kaeddehara]

hey there! hope im not bothering you or anth, but i noticed ur ask box was open and i wanted to take the opportunity to request mean dom!kazuha breeding fem!reader out of jealousy bcos she was being a lil too friendly to an inazuman certain detective 🤭 (u can ignore this req tho if it makes u uncomfy!)

you’re not bothering me at all don’t worry love! i’m sorry it took me so long to get to your ask my apologies. THIS THOUGH. i can sooo see kazuha being so calm and collected even though it’s making him so worked up with how you look and talk to heizou. so by the time you both meet back up, he’s got you under him and making you say nothing but his name over and over <3.

warnings for breeding/creampie + possessiveness if that bothers any of you!!

“kazu- ha- fuck slow down-!”

you whined and seethed with all the overstimulation purging your body the moment you returned back to your shared home. kazuha was wasting no time whatsoever ripping your clothes off your body and sucking on every inch of your skin. letting it be know that you were all his.

“you’ll take what i give you”

his voice had become so harsh and words so straightforward—it barely reminded you of the kazuha you normally knew. and even though you could barley tell exactly what was going on, your body and mind were telling you that you loved his rough words. as much as you didn’t want to show it, you can’t help your bodies urges when it came to him.

“you’re getting quieter hm? still thinking about that red-haired detective? is he the one that’s got you all worked up and not me?”

his constant questions angered you to no end.

“what are you even think—nhg-ing? i only want you..”

even with how honeyed your words were, kazuha couldn’t say a damn thing. not with the way you smiled and looked at him. his hips slowed at your words and at his own thoughts. your eyebrows scrunched in worry that maybe you said the wrong thing and has upset your jealous baby even more. his hands slipped down to your v-line where he wasted absolutely no time pumping himself in and out of you and such a sickening rate. your fingers dug deep into the skin of his back, practically clawing at it and making deep, painful marks on his pretty pale back. your eyes rolled back and body completely his. only his name and panting came from your lips as he completed devoured your body whole.

“now you know who you belong to yeah? stop whining and take it”

a few whines and whimpers came stuttering out of your lips while you nodded your head profusely. his deep red eyes drifting from yours to where you were both connected. a thick, creamy ring at the base of kazuhas cock made him so proud of his work, along with more of his cum gushing out of you. he gently took himself out, already missing the warm feeling of being inside you before watching his cum gently drip out of your messy pussy. he put a hand to your inner thigh, using his thumb to get a better look at the mess he made you inside and out.

“now that detective knows to stay away from my girl”

in the midst of the after effects that were taking ahold of your body and mind, you still managed to smile at him and reassure him.

“i’m always all yours kazuha, no one’s gonna change that”

he nestled his head in the crook of your neck, leaving a few kisses before whispering his own words again,

“you’re all mine”

[mitsuyeaah]

more?

— kazutora hanemiya x f! reader

cw: nsfw (mdni), smut, unprotected sex, creampie, overstimulation, pet name (baby)

a/n: i lied, i wanted to post it earlier heh. how could i not write for my no. 1 pookie!!

it was hot, humid, and stuffy. if it wasn’t for the sensation you were feeling at this very moment, you would’ve complained about how the sheets felt against your skin and how a thick layer of sweat covered the entirety of your body.

if it wasn’t for kazutora taking you from behind at this very moment, you would’ve found yourself under the shower, cold water running down your sticky body. but it was too good, fuck, it felt heavenly.

your face was buried against the pillow—ass up with your hands splayed on either side of your head, fingers deliciously digging at the soft object. the erotic noises you let out were muffled by the pillow as kazutora mercilessly pounded into you, his hands interlocked with your own, his sweaty palm making contact with the back of your hands.

the man above you whined into your ear, hot breath fanning over the side of your face and neck which caused goosebumps to form at the sensation—naked chest pressed against your back which drove his cock deeper into your cunt. the bed squeaked with every sharp thrust of his hips, the wooden headboard banging against the wall.

you were spent and sensitive. you could feel another orgasm bubbling from the pit of your stomach. you didn’t know how many times you’ve came, one, two, three? you lost count. all you knew was that kazutora wasn’t going to stop any time soon but it was fine because everything felt so good.

a mix of your’s and kazutora’s juices dripped down your inner thighs, the loud squelching noise filling up the entire bedroom. you were so wet from your previous orgasms and made him hornier; thinking about how much he made you cum urged him on even more—he was greedy and he wanted to ruin you until you were a complete mess for him.

it was always like this with kazutora. he could never not give you just one orgasm, he always had to give you more than one. maybe it was because of how good you felt while you squeezed around his dick, he didn’t know but all he wanted was more. more of you, more of this pleasure, and more cum.

he didn’t care how fucked out and spent he became, he just wanted to feel your cum around his cock.

“hmph! kazu—ah!” you bit your lip hard as one of kazutora’s hand made it’s way down to your clit, alternating by rubbing tight circles and slapping it. you jerked at the movement, chest pressing further into the mattress at the sensation.

“ah! that’s it, baby—mhm! can you give me one more? fuck! can’t get enough of ya!” he whined against your ear before biting down on your shoulder, eyes clamping shut as you squeezed around his cock.

kazutora knew you were close again, he felt the way your naked body became taut against his own, so he whispered sweet nothings into your ear, urging you to cum around his cock again, and so you did. another earth-shattering orgasm ripped through your body, this time it was more intense than the previous ones.

the sharp sensation shot up your spine and you instinctively closed your legs as you shamelessly moaned out loud, effectively trapping kazutora’s hand. “haah! good girl! c’mon, baby.. open up f’me.” you found out it was a bad idea to close your legs because not only did you become tighter around his cock but also because now you could feel more of him while he thrusted in and out.

“ngh! kazu— no more!” you whined, bringing a shaky arm behind you to try and stop his hips from moving but his hand caught yours and pinned it behind your back.

kazutora’s eyes rolled back at the new found sensation, your cunt hugged him tighter than before and it drove him absolutely fucking crazy, “shh, it’s okay baby—ah! you can take it!” you were practically squeezing him out but he managed to give you a couple more thrusts before shooting his sticky load in you.

he whined loudly against your ear, voice becoming a pitch higher as pleasure engulfed his whole body. his vision briefly turned white and there was a loud ringing in his ears as he came, it felt like everything around him disappeared for a moment. he rode his orgasm out by slowly thrusting in and out, soft whimpers slipping past his lips as he milked his cock to every last drop.

his orgasm felt so good that his citrine eyes brimmed with tears of pleasure. he rested his forehead against your nape, lips parted as he let out hot, heavy pants. his shoulder length hair sticking to his forehead and nape, cheeks a deep rosy shade.

“mmm.. you’re such a good girl for me.” kazutora groaned as he pulled out of your sopping wet cunt, earning a loud whine from you. he watched as your juices dripped down your leg and onto the mattress.

it was truly a sight to see.

you stayed like that for a while, body laying limp against the mattress as you tried to catch your breath. your legs were becoming numb and you could feel them trembling from the amount of orgasms kazutora pulled from you.

“ah, fuck! kazu!” you violently jerked against the mattress, causing the bed to squeak as he pried your legs open to lick a long stripe up your cunt.

you were still in the same position, torso pressed against the bed while your ass was up in the air as kazutora wrapped his lips around your cunt and harshly sucked on it, earning a loud whimper from you—fingers once again digging into the pillow.

“m’sorry baby, i couldn’t help myself.. d’you think you could give me one more?”

© mitsuyeaah

[hitomisuzuya]

hey suzu, it's been so long! i was wondering all this time why i couldn't reply or send you or anyone anything despite tumblr making it seem like i can ;–; i've been wanting to send you get well messages in your dm and/or inbox... but it turns out i was being shadowbanend/restricted, which is why i haven't been able to do so for a while now on top of being preoccupied with other things 🥹 anyhoo, all that aside, i am really glad you're feeling better and are recovering! take time with this if you need to, but could i req for an nsfw kazuha x fem!reader smut where reader attempts to get a hot shower aft a long day, but her bf kazuha secretly sneaks in to shower with us and yk... things get very steamy 🫣 (mayhaps kazuha getting really handsy just to get us in the mood down there with three of his really pretty, slender, yet calloused and gentle fingers and then fcking us right after from behind with his cock mmmmMmmM) ~ cryo-lemon-tea ❄️💦

Kazuha x fem!reader. Smut. Fingering. Shower sex.

🥺🥺🥺oml you are so sweet, thank you so much and for the sweet birthday comment you left in my inbox. Of course you can always request Kazuha smut from me anytime❤️ I adore you dear, so I am always haopy to write him for you. Tumblr! Hey! I wanna have a word with you for shadow banning cryo!

You sighed in relief the moment the hot water hit your skin. It had been such a long day, and a hot shower before bed was exactly what you needed.

Kazuha also knew exactly what you needed.

You squeaked in surprise when Kazuha pulled back the shower curtain and got into the shower with you. You were always so cute when you were shy. "Do you mind if I join you, love?" He purred, putting his arms around you from behind.

"Of-of course not," You said, shakily sighing when you felt Kazuha's hands begin to wander over your body, his touch somehow feeling like a gentle breeze on your skin despite the hot water coming from the shower head.

Oh yeah, Kazuha knew exactly what you needed.

His hands trailed down your stomach between your legs. You felt his calloused fingers rub against your clit, waiting until you were grinding against his fingers before he pushed three fingers inside of you.

Kazuha chuckled softly when your hand found his wrist, urging his fingers deeper inside of you as he hooked them against your sweet spot. One hand braced you against him, his other hand pinching and rolling one of your nipples to harden between the pads of his fingers.

"Are you feeling good, love?" He asked, scissoring your walls apart as you rolled your hips in time with the pace of his fingers. You gripped his wrist tighter as your walls fluttered and clamped around his fingers. Kazuha was a master at building up orgasms, merciless and slow with his fingers.

"Y-yes, I am," You whimpered, squirming against him when he nudged his fingers firmly against your sweet spot. "Mmph, Kazu, please fuck me."

"Your wish is my command," He replied, taking his fingers out of you to rub on your throbbing clit. He wanted to feel you squirm a little more against him.

Kazuha wasted no time in angling your body back against him so he could thrust his cock inside of you. You whimpered in pleasure, your cheek resting against the wall. He bottomed out with a snap of his hips.

His fingers never left your clit as he thrust inside of you. You eagerly pushed your hips back into his cock, helping it kiss it deep against your sweet spot. Your orgasm coil tighter inside you, threatening to snap from each thrust from Kazuha's cock.

Your cries and whines of pleasure echoed through the backroom, your fingernails scratching into the wall the harder Kazuha fucked himself inside of you. "Kazu! Kazu I'm cumming!" You cried out, choking back a sob of pleasure.

Kazuha let out a shaky sigh of anticipation. "That's it, my girl. Let it all out," He moaned huskily, rubbing your clit a little faster. He turned your head so that he could capture your hips in an open mouthed kiss of passion.

His tongue curled around yours, swallowing your cry of pleasure as your orgasm washed over you. You were babbling for him to cum inside of you.

Kazuha could never deny you anything.

[atarathegreat]

It'll Hold Yamagishi Kazushi

It wasn't how Kazushi had planned to ask you: your lips wrapped around his cock so deliciously as he came down your throat with a strangled "please, live with me." He hated that it slipped out like that and at that moment, hated that you smiled at him with a spot of ivory collecting on the side of your mouth. What could Kazushi do then but double down? So he leaned forward and wiped the mess onto his thumb, pressing it to your tongue, "Move in with me?" He loved how excited you'd gotten, as if you hadn't just been gagging on his length.

You wore the same excitement when you finally finished bringing boxes into his home. The main problem Kazushi encountered was the boxes of books you'd brought with you. If it wasn't your grunts that turned him on as you moved them out of the way, it was him tripping over them as he got ready to leave in the morning. He wanted to surprise you, as well as get rid of the nuisance that left him with either aching toes or an aching cock. Of course, his at home office was missing a bookshelf and, of course, he could've just bought a bookshelf, but he wanted it to be special to you. For days he stayed cooped up in the garage, measuring and sizing up planks of wood with the spot he'd chosen to place the shelf.

"Kazu?" He groaned as he heard your voice call for him from the kitchen. It was hard to hide five by one shelves, and he didn't really want to tell you what he was doing. Though he probably would. "Out here, baby girl!" Kazushi called back, marking the edge of the shelves where he'd have to drill them together.

You stepped slowly down the four steps, eyes grazing over everything he was messing with, "What's all this?" A hefty grunt sounded as Kazushi stood tall, "Makin' a shelf for your books."

Not only would it look good in his home office, it gave him an excuse to have you sitting in there with him while he took care of paperwork or had to sit through some stupid phone call. He'd already bought a smaller desk and chair for you to be nestled in with him, and it would be so much better on days he had to work if he could glance up and watch you reading.

"You're making it for me?" You dragged your finger across the wood, "Are you sure it'll be strong enough?" He chuckled, jabbing the flat pencil into his roughly done up bun, "I have faith that it will. This isn't the first thing I've made, y'know."

"But books are really heavy..." The way you mumbled made him smile. Like you didn't want to doubt him and his handiwork, but you also wanted to be careful. The way you gasped as he picked you up and set you on the shelf made his dick twitch in its confines. Double checking the saw horses distracted him long enough to calm down. Kazushi held his arms out as if to say "it's strong."

"Books will be sitting for a while... What if it's not-"

"Do you want me to prove it?" Why couldn't he tear his eyes away from the way you gripped the edge of the wood, and why was it reminding him of you fisting the sheets? Damn it, he was going to prove it in the best way. You loved when he got into his moods, cocky and oh-so sure of himself to the point he'd fuck you just about anywhere if he had to. Or wanted to.

"Hands on me, baby girl." Kazushi pried your fingers from the shelf and made you latch onto his shoulders. He never wasted time, it wasn't who he was. And he never knew when the next call was going to drag him away from home. Cold air caressed your body as Kazushi pulled your pants away, "Legs open, I gotta finish this damn bookshelf by tomorrow."

It was important to him that it was finished by the next day. You'd been living with him for three months now, well, three months come tomorrow. For a man who wasn't sentimental, he really did like to do things that meant something. Even if just to make you happy. Seeing your smile made his bones hum and he loved that feeling. Kazushi had done drug after drug, never sticking to them, but trying them, and none of them had been as intoxicating as you and your smile. It made his blood feel like fire and his skin tingled wherever you touched him. God, he never thought he'd be so attached to someone.

"You're really fuckin' dangerous, you know that?" He freed himself, rubbing his swollen tip around your entrance, "Makin' me need you."

You giggled and the sound was godly, "I didn't do it on purpose."

Kazushi slowly pushed into you, groaning at the way you squeezed him just right. "So pretty, taking me like this." Kazushi watched the way your hole stretched around his tip as he pulled it out and pushed it back in, "You trust the shelf yet? Or do I need to convince you some more?"

"I dunno." That shit eating grin was going to be the cause of your bed rest, "Might need a little more proof."

But he didn't really care, any chance he got to be balls deep in you was a chance he wouldn't be wasting. The saw horses could handle how rough Kazushi was, hell, he'd bent you over the damn things before and they didn't so much as walk. "Move with me." His hands gripped your thighs and turned you so that you were laying along the length of the wood, "I want you to leave a fuckin' stain, got me?"

Heaven help him, you were so obedient and willing to do anything with him. "Kazu." A long, drawn out moan of his name as he bottomed out was the most perfect sound Kazushi had ever heard, "We-we need to be really, really sure that this shelf will hold."

"Don't worry, baby girl, I know how you want me." Kazushi stroked your cheek, "Let me prove my craftsmanship, yeah?"

As always, he started slow. Hurting you wasn't something he was looking to do. Sure, you liked it rough and all, and he wanted to please you in every way, but he refused to hurt you. Something about the way you gripped him from inside, the way you purposefully tensed up to squeeze him, you were a damn tease and it drove him crazy. "Do that again and hold it," He ordered, sounding like he was giving his team a command, and yet you listened, "Fuck, you're perfect." You moaned as he pressed the heel of his palm against your lower abdomen, making you feel more from him as he picked up his pace.

"Too much pressure." You whined and Kazushi loosened his hold on you. Everything you said was listened to and Kazushi wasn't ashamed to say that, yes, he was whipped.

But pressure didn't matter when Kazushi really started going. There was no worry that the shelf would move off the saw horses, and the wood didn't even bow under the weight of the two of you. Deodorant and sweat filled your senses as Kazushi held you flush to his body, his breath panting on your neck as he sat back, him straddling the shelf and you straddling him. "Oh, god..." You planted your forehead to his shoulder, "Feels like you're in my stomach."

"Good." Kazushi chuckled, fucking up into you. There was no choice for you to not sink onto his cock, gravity wouldn't reverse itself and you didn't want it to. From this new angle he was hitting everything, rubbing every bit of space in your pussy and all you could do was gasp and borderline scream out his name.

"Kazu, m'gonna come." Your whine was cute to him, sweet and made him want you even more. "Said I wanted you to stain the wood, didn't I?" He grunted, "Fuck, baby girl, come for me."

You tightened around him, biting him as you tried to help by bouncing as best you could. "Kazu, harder, please." You whined into his neck. Static filled his body as he hit harder, his tip pressing against your cervix and making him moan with you, and he couldn't hold it together anymore when you came, biting his shoulder as your muscles contracted around him. Kazushi laid back, relaxing on the shelf as he filled you, panting, "I think it'll hold your books."

[delulu-sushi]

Always By Your Side - Part 3

Previous! -> Next!

TR Spoilers! (Obv ;P)

TW: Cursing! (Middle school cursing lol)

June 19, 2003

The wind is tickling your ears as you move your hair in front of it in an attempt to warm your ears from the cold breeze. But the moment you let go of his waist, Draken speeds up, prompting you to quickly grasp on his shoulder

"What the fuck Draken?" You scream in his ear, overdramatizing the incident.

"Hold on tight, loser," Draken shouts with a smirk as Mitsuya speeds by.

You watch the others go up as you stay at the bottom of the stars, anticipating Baji and Mikey (the boys know about your obv crush... even pah)

VROOM

Baji sees your figure and speeds his motorcycle in your direction, hearing the roar of his ride get louder and scarier. "BAJI" You scream

"You know," you push up your fake glasses as you help Baji get the sleeping Mikey off the bike, "You should maybe SLOW DOWN when you're going to park instead of SPEEDING UP YOU DUMBASS" you scream the words intentionally in his face as he starts screaming back at you, "YOU'RE JUST SCARED YOU'RE LITTLE BOYFRIEND IS GONNA FALL OFF"

"OHMAGOSH SHUTUP BAJI" Despite the embarrassment (you knew Mikey couldn't hear anything when he was asleep) a smile embraced your face hearing Baji call Mikey your boyfriend.

The sound of happiness and youthful days

The two of you walk up to the rest of the group, where everyone was waiting,

"It's called being fashionably late, darlings" you say in a preppy voice as a response to the stares, but it only brings more confused looks (except from Mitsuya and maybe Draken). "You don't have to stare at me like that" you whisper in embarrassment, cheeks turning red.

You don't notice it, but he's staring at you. You're just too cute.

"So, what did you want to talk about" Draken asks, completely ignoring your awkward entrance.

You listen intently. His voice. You cherish every moment.

Mikey stands up groggily and clears his voice as he walks to the front, and sits on the wooden rail of the shrine. He looks at you and you walk closer to him, standing right by his side and leaning against the rail.

"It's about the black dragons" His voice is serious, and you understand the meaning of the meeting when you catch Kazutora flinch. Draken says how dangerous they are and Mikey drops the bomb on how Kazutora was attacked by the Black Dragons.

You look at Kazu with concern. When you first met him, he didn't seem to like Manjiro very much, and you guessed it was because of how self-centered Jiro was. You, however, were like an older sister to him, and since you had a twin brother (who was born 10 minutes older), you always wanted a younger sibling. Kazu was all that and more.

"So, you're planning on fighting the Black Dragons?" Draken asks Mikey the question which you knew the answer to. Your eyes don't leave Kazutora. Mikey cares about everyone he is close to, and you love that about him. You just wish Kazutora would understand that.

Baji, the most loyal, stands up declaring his idea, "Let's make a gang." The group didn't say a single word against it. Everyone was for the idea. "ANND I Already know the positions!"

"MIKEY! Who is a better fit to be our president than the most self-centered man in the universe? DRAKEN! Everyone's favorite big bro will handle the gang (and Mikey) as the Vice President! MITSUYA! Our peace maker will be the elite guard? PAH-CHIN! The powerful man will be our flag bearer. And me and Kazu will be SPECIAL ATTACK UNIT!"

You start to cheer but stop when you realize that everyone is staring at you. "And Y/N chan?" Mitsuya asks.

Before anyone can speak, Mikey answers, "As the president," he starts off, flaunting his new role, "I think dor- n/n chan should be the smart person, because she's smart and plan stuff. um, the-" Mikey fumbles on his words as you finish the sentence for him

"Like, the planner? To plan the moves and dates and analytics?" The gang looks at you with a big smile

"YEA" Pah-chin screams, "Without the smart one we'd be a bunch of dummies" he says with a grin

"This is why you always listen to the president," Mikey speaks again, "And I've already thought of the name" Mikey hops off the rail and walks toward the group, "TOKYO MANJIRO GANG" he shouts with enthusiasm.

His enthusiasm, however, was met with the whole group shouting "LAME" and your giggles

"Well then it's settled" Baji continues, "Except for the name," Mitsuya adds with the others nodding along

"Our gang," Baji continues, "Will be one that represents our friendship." Baji looks at you, "All for one-"

"and one for all" you finish with a smile

"LETS GO GET A CHARM" Pah Chin screams as you all run off.

You stop and stare at your friends, as Mikey runs over to you, taking your hand and pulling you along

"Throughout heaven and earth, I alone am the honored one"

November 1, 2005, morning

You hear a faint gasp and a door creak close as you open your eyes, adjusting to the room around you. The weight of your boyfriend, Manjiro Sano, pins you down to the bed, but that's ok. You never want to leave his embrace.

You cuddle closer to him, wrapping your arms around him and playing with his hair. He cuddled on top of you, his messy, golden hair adorning your neck, and your fingers instinctively move there to stroke his head.

"Nng" He groans and groggily open his eyes while you shush him with a kiss on the forehead. His arms wrap tighter around you but your moment is suddenly interrupted by a sky knock on the door.

"Y/N!" Emma calls out to you "Don't you have school today?"

Mikey doesn't let you answer as he annoyedly answers Emma with a sharp "NO", cueing her to leave and start her daily routine of bickering about Emma.

Mikey sits up as you follow his action, resting your head on his shoulder as you savor the moment with him. Mikey reaches for your phone as you get a call, and he answers it.

"HII ONII-CHANNN" Mikey mimics your girly voice when you talk to your brother and you try to snatch the phone while you hear your brother laughing on the other side, "Glad to know you're safe Tenshi" he says as Mikey ends the call.

You give up on Mikey's childish behavior and drop yourself on him. "Manji"

"Hm?"

"Kanji"

"MMM?"

"My sweet dorayaki" you end with a kiss on his neck

"Heh, what is it koibito?"

"Tell me"

--

"Everything Kanji."

"Ok N/N. Let's go meet Shin"

[coleskingdom]

Early Morning Phone Call

Matt Jackson x F Reader

Angsty Smut

Minors DNI and NSFW

For @madhatterbri

@midwestmade29

“It’s just always about him and what he needs. I know, he’s usually so good at leaving the character at work but this Matthew Jackson isn’t the one I signed up for” you said your phone on speaker to your best friend while you were getting ready for the day. “ Of course he’s not here, he’s off playing EVP with Nick and Kazu. Probably terrorizing a Starbucks employee and looking at Ferraris “

“Actually, I’m looking at you.” Matt’s voice ice cold.

“I’ve gotta go” hanging up the phone. “Well I guess I got another thing wrong.”

“What the hell is your problem? You have everything you want, you don’t have to do anything, except be mine” his voice holding an edge of contempt

“Are you fucking kidding me? Being yours is a full time job. Anticipating every one of your whims, you’re really living the gimmick. I don’t have everything I want because I want you, and this isn’t you. You suspended Hanger for shit that you and Nick do. He wouldn’t even be in this if you and Nick would’ve just gone and chased him taken a dq for the trios and helped him with swerve. No you had to be a bitch about it. Then Kenny that was cold replacing him with Kazu.” My temper rising

“ Why am I not surprised you defending hanger? I swear if he wasn’t so fucked in the head you’d have left me for him a long time ago or is it that you protect him by being with me because you know if you left me for him his options would be TNA, or NXT. Though bringing up Kenny who you can’t stand was a nice play.” he stepped closer to me.

My breath hitched, trying to read his face ,a mix of lust and disdain all in one skewed expression . “ So pretty when you’re mad , fresh from the shower, I bet there’s nothing on under that little robe of yours” he said, “ trying to act like I disgust you. That sweet little Matty is the one that you want. You’ve been wanting this argument for weeks, you’ve wanted to hate fuck me for at least that long.” He pulled me into a kiss that I resisted for half a moment before giving in. I bit his bottom lip, then he sucked and bit mine, my hands going to the hem of his shirt pulling before he helped me get it off of him. His mouth trailed to my neck, before he sucked it in making sure to leave a mark,then he licked the spot soothing away the brief bit of pain.

His hands went to the belt of the robe as I went for his waistband of his pants. He sighed went he realized he was right about what I had been doing before he had walked in. His lips began their assault on my breasts, he was using all of the tricks he knew I loved. I refused to give him the satisfaction of hearing me moan even as I felt my body betray me. “ I hate you” I whimpered, “ Of course you do” he chuckled “ especially when I do this “ he pushed me back on to the bed, my legs falling open for him, he went right to my core and licked me up and down. “Princess your body is telling on you, you’re so wet for me, just give in to the way that I make you feel.” His mouth moving on my most sensitive spot, he went to work sucking, licking, with fingers moving in succession. I was so close, I could feel my orgasm building, my legs began to shake I felt it wash over me “ Matt” I cried out as he worked me through it. As the pleasure subsided, “See, I’m not a bad guy” as he removed his boxers and climbed up over me.

“ Princess look at me, I’m still the man you fell in love with. You just don’t like the things I’m doing, I don’t like the things I’m doing, but they have to be done. Don’t be mad at me” he said as he kissed me. He entered me in one fluid motion, even in the roughness of the pace, his kisses were soft, the true root of the problem. I scratched my nails down his back earning a groan from him, and bit his shoulder when I shattered around him. He soon followed his grunts and whimper the tell tale sign as I felt his release.

He rolled to his side his face had lost the anger and the tension , he was beautiful as the sun filtered in the window. “ Matt, I can’t do this anymore” as I got out of the bed and locked myself in the bathroom.

[roronoaswifey]

𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒.

summary. your feelings and thoughts are all over the place when your best friend suddenly reappears in your life after having disappeared months ago.

pairing. portgas d. ace x gn!reader

warnings/tags. angst, implied past sex, best friends to strangers to lovers, ace is kinda a slut but we been knew, reader is yet again jealous, reader has hair, kinda ooc ace

wc. 4.3k

kazu’s note. listened to best friend by the weeknd and his toxic ass had me thinking… half of these lyrics are from the song LMFAO

you hadn’t seen that freckled face in months.

his pearly whites, grinning boyishly, the oh so familiar mischievous glint in his eyes. he screamed trouble wherever he went. whether it was sending flames into pirates who asked for problems, whether it was a clumsy mistake in which ended in you sprawled beneath him, bulky arms trapping you, moans and cries slipping into the moonlit night.

“you…” you trailed off, mug filled with booze nearly slipping from your loosen grip.

no matter where he went, he radiated a charm so intoxicating, so daring. was it the confidence in his steps? was it the way he always held his chin up, pink lips stretching into that infamous smirk? whatever the reason was, he always managed to have you folding every single resolve you had built in the first place.

“missed me, best friend?”

you nearly scoffed at his audacity. that’s what it was. even if he was annoyingly attractive and had an intriguing personality, one thing the man had was the nerve.

“fuck off, ace,” saying his name felt almost taboo. you hadn’t— or tried not to— thought of him in nearly a year. he up and left you in the worst of situations, in your most vulnerable moment, ghosting you and every responsibility he left with you, choosing against holding himself accountable and fleeing.

“is that a way to greet a bestie you haven’t seen in so long?” the raven haired slipped into the seat next to yours, fingers tapping at the wooden counter, signalling the bartender to come over.

you rolled your eyes, not holding back on your scoff either, “and who’s fault is that, exactly?” you heard ace chuckle lowly, and you thanked whatever god that’d been looking over you, grateful you weren’t able to see the way the corner of his lips definitely curved into that smile.

“suppose it’s mine,” he shrugged, as if he wasn’t at fault, as if hadn’t smashed and dashed you about a year ago.

when the bartender made her way towards the both of you, you weren’t surprised to see the blush draping over her cheeks so desperately, her shaky fingers wiping a previously used mug with a cloth.

“w-what could i get you, sir?” she posed nervously, eyes having a hard time to keep up with ace’s flirtatious ones.

“surprise me, love.” you visibly stifled an unimpressed laugh, focusing on finishing your drink and ignoring ace’s eyes now on you.

he looked back at the young bartender, propping an elbow on the counter and leaning his cheek into his cupped palms, “make sure it’s as sweet as you are,”

“s-sure! give me a second,” she was now steaming in blush head to toe, clumsily placing the cleaned mug onto the counter and scurrying off to mix a drink to ace’s liking.

when the bartender left his field of vision, he barked a laugh, now shifting his body so he could focus his attention back onto you. with a raised eyebrow, he spoke, “what a sweet thing, am i right?”

“what would i know?” you grumbled moodily, annoyed at both him and yourself for falling into his obvious bait. “she barely got to say anything before you started speaking with your dick.”

“is that what i was doing?” ace urged, leaning forward and you got a good whiff of his familiar scent, cursing yourself for the way your heat began throbbing at unnecessary flashbacks.

“i mean i get you’ve always been slow, but don’t try to play stupid,” you snickered, wrist moving in circular motions as you twirled the remaining of drink in your cup.

“me? slow?” ace pulled back in faux offence, slapping his hand over his bare chest dramatically. “i’m offended you’d ever say such a thing! i am no where near stupid, that’s you projecting!”

“tone it down, pretty boy,” the casual nickname, that initially began as an insult, slipped past your tongue with ease. your own eyes widened in shock for a split second, and you were certain he’d caught on.

“pretty boy, hmm,” he now entirely shifted in his seat, full body facing you. he went back to leaning his cheek in his palm, a wolffish grin decorating his pink lips, “i missed that name.”

your heart sunk at the implication. how dare he say he missed that nickname as if it was your fault he wasn’t hearing it anymore? what was the matter with this incredibly sexy idiot?

“again, who’s fucking fault is that?” you now turned your body to face him, face contorted in pure annoyance. your brows creased in the centre of your forehead, nose scrunched and lips set in a frown.

“i did say mine, i believe,” he tapped his index finger on his chin, pretending to think things through.

“why’d you leave, ace?” you finally asked, the question weighing heavily on your mind for as long as you could remember.

why’d he leave? where had he gone to? why didn’t he ever try to keep in touch with you? was it something you did? did he pick up on the feelings you were catching? was that really what drove him to leave you?

“cutting straight to the point, i see,” he chuckled, though it wasn’t his regular, flirty ones. it felt almost regretful, almost sad, but you didn’t want to think too much on it.

“i’m sorry, did you expect causal small talk after having dipped out of fucking nowhere?” you countered, jerking back and eyebrow raised in an unimpressed manner.

“maybe,” he teased, and when your frown only deepened, he laughed apologetically, hands thrown up in surrender. “alright, alright, don’t kill me now,”

“hurry ace, or else i’m leaving in the next few seconds,” you glared coldly, hoping he caught onto the double-implication of your statement.

from the way he tensed in surprise momentarily, you knew he did. good.

he let out a defeated sigh, a short smile falling on his face, “yeah, i guess that’s fair. i mean, i only did it ‘cause—”

“your drink, sir!” the bartender spawned out of the blue, a more confident aura all over. she had a bright smile, despite the evidence of her nervousness tainted on her cheeks.

you didn’t hold back the roll of your eyes. it wasn’t that you had anything against the girl. you hadn’t even cared for her even when she gave you your drink a few minutes ago. but did she have to show up when you were finally ready to hear the reasoning behind ace’s disappearance?

“thank you, sweetheart. may i ask what did you concoct here?” ace asked, definitely stalling so he would either have more time to think an answer through or drive you to leave so he wouldn’t have to answer.

much to his dismay, you were determined to hear what he had to say.

“i probably shouldn’t say, it’s the bar’s secret recipe,” she fiddled with her thumbs shyly, her blue eyes everywhere but on ace. you hated how you knew just exactly how she felt, seeing as you were once in her shoes.

you kissed your teeth under your breath, your own eyes set on your drink.

“what a bummer,” ace feigned sadness, lips falling into a pout. he suddenly switched into a happy mood, the pout fading into a cocky smirk that had both you and the bartender definitely folding. “i do enjoy surprises though.”

the bartender’s lips parted slightly, eyes shimmering in awe, “i… i hope you enjoy it. it was my first time trying it out, s-so i’m not sure if it’ll amount to your expectations but—”

“nonsense. i’m sure it’ll blow me away,” and before she could retort, he brought the mug to his lips and took gracious gulps of the mixture.

while the bartender eyed expectantly, waiting for a reaction from the freckled male, you watched from your peripheral to see what his reaction would be.

not that you didn’t know already. you knew exactly what kind of guy ace was.

ace pulled the drink away, the liquid trickling past his mouth and down his chin as he brought his hand to swipe the drink away. his lips smacked for a while, marinating the taste with precision, before a grin appeared on his face.

you rolled your eyes at his hopelessness. you knew exactly what was coming.

“this surpassed any expectation i had!” he laughed, before taking more sips of his drink as if to prove his point. he probably missed the way heart eyes jumped out of the bartender’s face.

“i-i’m glad you enjoyed it! feel free to have some more!” she brought another mug before him, placing it too excitedly on the counter.

“i’m planning on it, love,” he winked, handing her his previous empty cup in favour for the newly filled one. you only caught a glance of it, but the drink seemed to be a light pink-brownish mixture, and you did wonder what exactly was in the drink.

“although,” he leaned forward, propping himself on his elbows, eyes watching her intensely, “i really would love to hear more about this recipe,”

“i could always let you know some other time, since i am on shift right now…” she trailed off, subconsciously leaning in as well, almost in a trance at ace’s hypnotic gaze.

“yeah? you’d do that for me?” he pressed on further, loving the way you tended in annoyance at his side. you knew he knew you were pissed, and that only enraged you further. why were you always falling into his cheap games?

your hand clenched unintentionally around your mug, but the bartender was too far deep in love to even notice.

“i would.. i really would..” the bartender let her lips part, mumbling as her eyes basically beaming in joy. ace hummed, letting his eyes fall from her lips back to her gaze, and you felt your heart sink to the deepest pit of your stomach.

was he really going to do this right in front of you?

“‘m sure you would,” ace indulged, waiting to see how long it’d take for you to crack. “you are a sweetheart, after all.”

“o-only for you…” was she even realizing how ridiculous she sounded, submitting to a man she hardly knew? how unprofessional was she, to be flirting with her customers on shift? why was this bothering you so fucking much?

“you’re too cute,” ace scrunched his nose, bringing a hand up to push a loose strand of pink hair past her face and behind her ear. “has anybody told you that?”

you could throw up. you’re almost certain he used that exact line on you when you both had met for the first time. says a lot about him, you supposed.

“you’re the first,” her eyes diverted back to the counter, blood rushing quick all over her skin, and you cringed at her humbleness.

“i mean,” ace’s eyes glanced so quickly at you that you thought you were imagining things until he spoke his next words, “i could be your first of many things—”

you slammed your drink on the counter. the bartender snapped out of her daze, and ace had finally sunk back into his seat, a proud smile on his face.

fishing in your pocket, you pulled out a twenty dollar bill before flicking it to your drink, “keep the fucking change,” before wasting no time to bolt past the exit. you didn’t care anymore to hear whatever the raven haired had to say, he clearly didn’t care for how you felt at all.

making your way outside the dark sky, you let out a deep sigh, shoulders sagging in defeat as you felt your blood boil in annoyance. how could he joke about something so sensitive like that? did he find a thrill in genuinely pissing you off? you had confided the last of your innocence to the man, and for him to sneak diss you like that in public made you feel foolish.

“the nerve of that fucking bastard,” you mumbled, kicking at a pebble on the floor.

you walked further down the shore of the sea, wanting to be away as possible from the loud and smelly bar. the fresh gust of wind of the sea brought you at peace, clearing your mind from its previous tense state.

so what if ace doesn’t care for you anymore? it’s not like you gave a fuck, even if you had been locked in your room for weeks, wondering what you’d done that drove him away. even if you had called his younger brother and asked if he heard any news of the boy, that doesn’t mean you cared. and it has much less to do with the fact you found yourself weeks later craving for a sense of intimacy in strangers you met in bars, fucking them to numb the pain of your best friend leaving you.

you didn’t fucking care.

“so you were jealous, after all.”

your left brow twitched in irritation. the last person you wanted to hear, the last person you wanted in your presence just had to come after you. what was his deal? you left him alone with that goddamn bartender so he could drag her to the nearest stall and fuck her as he pleased.

so why was he here?

“fuck off, ace,” you repeated your previous words but with much more malice. “just fucking leave me alone— that’s all your best at doing anyway.”

“y/n,” he said your name for the first time tonight, and you couldn’t help the way your head whipped back at him. the way your name rolled off his tongue so easily made you realize you missed him more than you’d like to admit.

shit.

“thought you were gonna give me a chance at explaining myself?” he dared to ask you, and for what felt like the nth time this night, you rolled your eyes at him.

“well that was before you decided to strip the bartender with your eyes,” you countered, your stomach churning with uneasinesses at the thought of it.

ace, however, shrugged helplessly, “it was just to rile you up. you know how much i love to piss you off,” and yes, you were painfully aware of the fact. it still didn’t change the fact you knew and still felt a twinge— more like twinges— of jealousy. you were an idiot, a jealous idiot.

“doesn’t change anything,” you turned back around, feeling yourself crumble at the soft gaze he gave you, like the manipulative bastard he was, because there was no other logical explanation for it.

“guess not.” he concluded, and a silence fell between you both. you slightly regretted having turned around since you now couldn’t read his expression or know how he was feeling. though, ace was always unreadable.

the stars that lit in the moonlight painfully reminded you of multiple nights you’d spent on the roof of a house, in the middle of a field or even a random ship on sea, and how you’d always been coddled in warm arms, chattering away about absolute nonsense, soft kisses shared that even led to mind-blowing sex.

how many other people had he shared the same experiences with? how many other people had he cuddled, sexed up and left just as hopeless as you were? did you really not matter to him at all?

“what we got, y/n, is secure,” ace spoke softly, and your arms found themselves crossed over your chest almost protectively. “there isn’t anything or anybody else that could ever amount to what you and me had.”

“so why’d you leave?” you whispered, hating the vulnerability laced in your tone. your arms clutched you further, “why leave if that was the case?“

“that’s just it, darling,” you heard him take a step closer and instinctively, you took one too. you wanted to keep a distance with the boy, fearing you’d do the impossible and beg him to stay.

he sighed at your actions, before continuing, “i didn’t want to be responsible for your heart, if we fell,” he bravely took another step and this time you stayed still. “things you wanted, i wasn’t looking for. i feared that if anything ever escalated, i’d get clumsy and tear your heart apart.”

you stiffened, eyes wide as you blankly stared the sea. so he did know of your feelings. he knew how you felt, and instead of turning you down gently, he decided to fucking run away? he wanted to handle it like a child instead of the adult he was?

“i loved you,” he confessed after a moment of silence. your heart sunk at the revelation. “i realized a few weeks into our relationship. but you were my best friend, and i foolishly thought we couldn’t get any closer than that.”

“so you ran off?!” you cut him off, turning around. you were fuming, how could he mess with your emotions like that? “you fuck me for months and the minute you sense a change you tuck your dick in your pants and fuck off to god knows where?”

“i thought we had arrangements,” ace tried to justify himself. when you scoffed, he sighed helplessly and ran his fingers through his hair, “when i realized you caught feelings too, i got scared, terrified even. i thought you weren’t like that, the type to fall for somebody like me.”

“but i did. and you stupidly decided to scurry off,” you repeated yourself, wanting your point to come across. you wanted him to realize how selfish he’d been, and how much pain he put you through. “had it ever even crossed your mind on how i would feel?”

“i never wanted to hurt you,” he whispered, stepping even closer. he was now right before you, and the way he towered over you was so comforting. “it was never my intention. i know i was being selfish, but the truth is that i feared what would happen if we had taken it further and you realized i wasn’t worth your time.”

“you can’t just go and decide things for me, ace!” you exclaimed in annoyance, and to further that annoyance, ace stayed quiet. “shit like that is up for me to decide— i would never do you dirty like that!”

“i knew that,” ace nodded, and you wanted to rip the hairs off your head. “but deep down, something was telling me the opposite. that you’d realize you had much better for you waiting past the grand line. and i didn’t want to put myself through that ache,”

“so you decided to put me through it instead.” you deadpanned, no ounce of remorse or guilt. ace bit his lip in shame, eyes momentarily diverting to the floor before he found your cold eyes again.

“i’m sorry. i’m not expecting you to forgive me, not in the slightest, but i do what you to know there wasn’t a day i wasn’t think of you, and how badly i wanted to apologize.”

“don’t give me that bullshit,” you snarled, and when you felt warm hands holding your shaky shoulders, you felt tears pooling in your eyes.

“it’s the truth,” he reassured you, thumb grazing your skin so delicately, that you bit your lip in attempt to hold back a sob. the gentle look he was giving you did nothing to help your shaken thoughts.

so, ace loved you back. was that in the past? had his feelings for you vanished? and he left you because he was scared you would realize you could do better than him. what a load of bullshit— who else knew you better inside and out than he did? who cared of his heritage, his bloodline, his reputation? he was simply ace in your eyes, not the infamous rookie fire fist ace, or portgas d. ace, son of former pirate king, gol d. roger.

just ace.

“you didn’t have to say it, but i knew you didn’t want to have sex as friends no more,” ace filled in the silence with more explanation, and you didn’t think you could stomach what else he had to say, “i could feel it in the way you’d look at me with so much love. i didn’t and still don’t think i’m worthy of holding all of it. so, in the only way i knew how, i left. i took every single feeling i had for you and ran away with them, hoping both you and i could move on,”

“i got sidetracked,” ace admitted, fingers now pushing away your hair from your shoulders behind your back, and the way your face shone from the moon’s reflection had his stomach tumbling with fondness. “the deal was initially to fool around, and the more we took it further, i focused less on our friendship and more on what could’ve been a potential relationship.”

your glistening eyes watched in anticipation, waiting for him to do anything. the way his fingertips left traces of warmth all over your skin, the way his dark eyes grazed all over your facial features, the soft smile he gave you— you wanted him to kiss you like he meant it.

“and i can’t believe how stupid i’d been. i talked things out with marco, and he made me realize i needed to come find you and settle this straight once and for all.”

settle this…? “ace, what are you implying?” you asked, hoping desperation didn’t leak through your voice. you were hoping he was implying just what you thought he was. you wanted nothing else other than him, and no amount of money or dates or dick could ever change that.

he flicked you a charming smile, “y/n, let’s try it again, but properly this time. can i be yours? if you’ll have me of course,” his left hand cupped your cheek, the pad of his thumb smoothening your soft skin.

your stomach tightened. your heart erupted in butterflies. you felt a shorten of breath, throat suddenly clogging and mouth dry. was this a joke? surely this couldn’t have been real. you’d been longing for him for so long, you were scared you were gonna wake up and realize ace was never yours in the first place.

but, at the feel of his calloused fingers caressing your cheek, brown eyes staring down at you deeply, the warmth of his body hitting you all at once with his unique scent, you knew this was far from a dream. it all felt too real.

and as ecstatic as you were, you were also an asshole. and so, for the fun of it, you brought your hand to the one resting on your face and when his face lit up you almost felt bad for what you were about to do, “i’ve already moved on, ace…”

his smile dropped, and you swear you heard his heart shatter. you held back a laugh, watching as his own eyes began to water, slowly retracting his hand from your cheek.

“ah, i see…” he trailed off awkwardly, and you wanted to stop but you needed to see how this would play out. “of course. it’s my fault anyway, so i get it.”

“yeah..” you trailed off yourself, out of words to fill in the silence. you watched as he gulped, his tongue poking the inside of his cheek out of reflex. he looked on the verge of tears and you really didn’t want to bring him that far but you wanted to push it just a little further, “i’m sorry ace, but i found somebody else.”

“o-oh,” he nodded, eyes boring to the rocky floor beneath you both. he bit his lip, eyebrows scrunching as he most likely held back his tears, “well, i wish the both of you the best—”

“oh my god ace, fuck i’m sorry, i’m joking!” you broke out of character, a laugh escaping you before you could help it. you revelled in the way he jolted in surprise, teary eyes widening and his lips parted in shock. he looked like a dumb puppy, and your chest only blossomed further with warmth.

“y/n, what the fuck?” he whined, pouting childishly as he softly shoved your shoulder. you doubled over, laughter consuming you as the taller boy continued to mumble about how he was ready to sob on the floor in seconds tops.

“i’m sorry but you deserved it,” you wiped a tear from your eye, giggling at the idea of him crying over your rejection.

“i guess… but still?!” he rolled his eyes sassily, hands resting on his hips. “i was about to fly out of here in tears, you fucking sadist!”

“my apologies, best friend,” you emphasized, leaning closer towards him, and when his arms snaked to your waist with practiced ease, you flung your arms over his neck, fingers fondling the nape of his hair.

“apology not accepted,” he complained, and you rolled your eyes playfully at his attitude. as if he had any right to deny an apology, you thought but decided to bite your tongue. “you’ll have to prove to me you’re actually sorry.”

“is there something i could do to earn your forgiveness?” you played into his game, subconsciously pushing forward, the familiarity of his eyes pulling you into a trance.

ace hummed in faux thought, his eyes flicking from your glossy lips back to your seductive gaze. his infamous smirk etched on his face, flashing his boyish grin, as his fingers massaged the flesh of your waist with delicacy.

“gimme a kiss and i’ll consider it.”

“you’ll consider it?” you giggled, and when ace sassily rolled his eyes, you nodded, pressing your chest onto his bare one. you felt the grip around your hips tighten, and you tilted your head to the side, your own lips parting.

you watched as he hypnotically leaned in, falling to your charms, and you mentally high fived yourself for being able to make the ace all dazed and blushy like a schoolgirl.

“consider it done, pretty boy.” you smiled prettily, and finally locked lips with the man your heart had yearned for months.

he’s such a slut ugh.

[yummsyy]

Genshin Charachters baking with their S/O (ɔ◔‿◔)ɔ ♥

Characters: Kaveh, Kazuha

Maybe its a bit OOC so i apologize in advance!

also english isnt my first language so be prepared for the mistakes youll find...

Genre: FLUFFFF and a bit of chaos. but mostly fluff :))

ENJOY <3

-Kaveh-

So imagine this. Reader and Kaveh went groceries shopping because they wanted to bake cute heart shaped cookies. Both Kaveh and his girlfriend liked the idea and decided to do it. nothing could go wrong....right?

"ok so we got the flour...the chocolate and...", reader says while looking at the grocery list. She double checked everything and was convinced they had bought everything they needed. "im sure we got everything!" he says with a smile and walked towards the cashier, she followed. as soon as they paid they went to Kavehs place. They talked on the way and shared a lot of laughter together.

"finally were here!", Reader says as she places the ingriedents on the table and soon enought they started to bake together. Everything went smootly with the reader doing it and kaveh helping her get the eggs and so on. Soon they realized the forgot to buy the vanilla extrakt so Reader says "im going to head iver to the super market real quick! dont do anything to the batter without me ok?" she gives hima quick peck on his lips and cheek and heads out. No matter how long Kaveh he is with her, he always ands up getting flustered about the little things. He smiles to himself notnoticing Al Haitham entering the house. Al haitham shoots him a "youre weird" look and decides to sit somewhere near the kitchen to pester him. "Ugh what do you want???" kaveh says a bit annoyed by Al haithams presence. "oh can i not sit here on MY chair kaveh?" , he scoffs but then returns his attention to his book. Kaveh then decided to continue the recipe without you...wich ended up into a very big mess....the batter was well way to dry and there was flour and burned chocolate and eggshells EVERYWHERE. Needless to say when you came there you were sligtly.....very sligthly enraged. "Kaveh....", she says in a low and scary voice. Kaveh knew he was FUCKED.

After you were done arguing wth him he had to clean the kitchen all alone and buy you some cookies and give you cuddles as compensation.

-Kazuha-

Kazuha and you got to meet again after he was away for so long, so you had the idea to bake a cake with him. You guys already had everything at home. Everything went smoothly~

"Kazu how man gramms of sugar do we need?", you say ready to take the measurment. "we need 100 gramms love.",he says in a calm tone. You measure it perfectlx and hand it to him. he gratefully takes the bowl containing the sugar and garcefully gives you a kiss. You were stunned for a second but snapped back to reality. He chuckles as he observes your reaction and finishes the batter rather quickly. "want to taste the batter love?" he says as he swoops some batter on his finger and tastes it. He smiles delighted by the taste and also gave some for her to try. You smile at the taste of it and let out a satisfied humm. "Its delicous Kazu! Youre a great baker!", Kazuha smiles at the compliment and gives her a kiss on the forehead. "lets put this in the oven shall we?", he says while smiling lovingly at her, for a moment you were lost in his eyes but nodded.

After some time Kazuha and you decorated the cake with icing and some cute sprinkles. Once it was finished your cake looked like this.

You guys were very much happy with the result and had some nice tea with the cake while you talked about your future goals. Little did you know Kazuha was staring at you so tenderly and lovingly while you were busy talking.

[cynosfunnyjokes]

kinktober day 5

ship: kazuha x gorou

theme: petplay

notes: i was a few hours late oops- was playing genshin with my friends and lost track of time. can’t say i’ve ever written/read anything for this theme but my friend requested it. all i can do is hope they aren’t disappointed lmao. MINORS DNI. 18+ CONTENT.

word count: 1077

kazuha couldn’t tell what was hotter at that moment. be it the sight of his boyfriend fucking himself off of his cock like a dog in heat, or the fact that he was whimpering while doing it. maybe it was both?

“good puppy-“ kazuha grunted, hands gripping harshly at gorou’s hips to help keep a steady rhythm.

well, as steady of a rhythm as he could seeing as the desperate whimpers tumbling from the shiba’s lips signaled that he was not looking for such a thing.

“kazu-“ gorou gasped out when he felt a tug on the chain that connected to the pretty collar looped around his marked neck.

the samurai shushed him, one hand twirling the leather of the leash around delicately bandaged fingers, the other still gripping at the other’s hip.

“w-wanna-“ the shiba’s words came out as incoherent sounds rather than comprehensible sentences- his moans and whimpers muffling everything.

“wanna what?” kazuha asked, blinking up at him through lust-filled eyes, “what does puppy want?”

“wanna c- ah…“ gorou’s words were once again cut off by a whimper when the other male teasingly thrusted up into him, hitting the spot deep within him that had his toes curling in delight.

“use your words.” kazuha lightly scolded, hand moving up to grip the general’s chin to force him to face him, “use that pretty mouth of yours like a good puppy.”

his scarlet eyes suddenly darkened, shrouded in lust, “i’ll have to muzzle you if you don’t. does the mutt need a muzzle?”

the words falling from the samurai’s lips sounded so unbearably hot, a muffled whine leaving gorou’s lips as he rutted against the other’s hips, taking his cock in deeper, “w-wanna… ngh- wanna cum!” he finally managed out, shiba tail wagging behind him.

kazuha cooed in response, “hmm..” he feigned thought, hands once again finding their home on his hips and toying with the leash.

“p-please! hah.. please!” gorou begged, hands pressed to the other’s chest. his blue eyes were wide and pleading, ears pinned back. but he knew better than to touch himself- he knew that only naughty puppies did that and he knew the punishment that followed if he did it.

“please what?” kazuha asked, almost sounding bored, “what do you want?”

“y-“ a moan tumbled from the shiba’s lips, hands itching to touch his painfully hard cock- but he didn’t, “want you!”

“but i’m right here.” his voice was teasing as he faked an innocent look, feigning confusion, “you’ve gotta be more specific than that.”

“archons!” gorou whimpered, teeth digging into his bottom lip, “please j-just- t-touch me! please!”

while kazuha would have loved to make him beg more, he figured that he would be nice, “you want me to touch you?” he cooed, smirking when he got a nod in response.

“but where? here?” the question was asked as he gave gorou’s leaking cock an experimental stroke; drawing a gasp followed by a string of pleas.

hand gingerly stroking the other’s cock, his thumb swiped over the head of it, smearing the precum beading there. his other hand was still on the shiba’s hips, aiding his movements as he continued to ride his cock.

“kazuha-“ gorou moaned, hands pressed to the mentioned male’s chest. he whimpered, hips rutting against the other’s as he neared his release.

a tug from the leash had him whimpering, now face to face with his lover, “yes?”

“‘m c-close-“ the shiba keened out, body shaking from the stimulation, “please- l-lemme cum-“

feigning thought for a moment, kazuha hummed, “puppy wants to come, hmm?” his hand already started to stroke faster, the other grasping onto the leash to tug gorou down so their faces were level.

giving nothing but a nod and a whimper in response, the shiba gave him a pleading look, small pants leaving him. his hip movements became sloppy as he got closer and closer to release- but he waited. he knew he had to wait.

“hmmm..” kazuha continued to tease him, not permitting him as he started to thrust his hips up, his own cock hitting the deepest parts in his lover that he knew would draw the hottest noises out.

“ngh- kazuha!” the shiba moaned, mouth falling open as he panted, “please- ‘m so close-“ tears beaded in his lower lash line as his eyes became glassy. the stimulation was becoming too much and it was getting harder and harder to hold it in.

it felt like ages before the samurai finally nodded his head, attaching his lips to the shiba’s neck, “go ahead.” he confirmed, kissing the skin not covered by the pretty collar, “you can cum.”

the feeling of kazuha’s hand moving faster and his cock hitting all of the right spots had gorou cumming hard not even a few moments later. a high-pitched whine left him as he came, thick white ropes of his cum coating kazuha’s chest and his own stomach.

“good puppy.” the samurai grunted, following not even a moment later. his teeth sank into the skin of his lover’s neck as he groaned, hips finally stopping as he panted softly.

gorou could feel the warmth of kazuha’s cum as it shot deep in him, a shiver running up his spine.

after being rewarded with a kiss, the shiba was settled down onto the soft bed as the samurai went to go get anything required to clean up- however, any plans of doing so were thrown right out the window as soon as he came back.

the sight of gorou laying on the bed with skin covered in countless bite marks and hickeys had kazuha’s cock hardening once again as he stared in awe. the collar that rested on the shiba’s neck was of the highest quality- and even with the price, he had no regrets about purchasing it.

“are you down for another round, puppy?” kazuha asked, already towering over his lover. he rested between his legs, hard cock rubbing against the other’s ass.

“for someone who isn’t a hybrid, you sure do have a high libido..” gorou murmured halfheartedly but nodded nonetheless.

“gorou?” the samurai murmured, blinking down at the shiba.

“yes?” a curious reply.

“i can and will muzzle you.” his scarlet eyes twinkled with mischief, but even gorou knew he wasn’t joking.

“…is it too late for you to do that?”

the look kazuha gave him was enough to tell him that he wouldn’t be able to walk for the following days.

[wimckle]

Making a Mess

↬ You make Kazutora feel better after a long day of work — by riding him on the couch…

↬ AFAB reader, no pronouns used, but reader is referred to as a girl

↬ WC: 2K

↬ Cross-posted on AO3. Time-skip Kazutora. 18+

Hearing the door swing open, you couldn't help but feel ecstatic knowing that your boyfriend just got home from work. Peeping around the corner out of the kitchen to see him, you were somewhat shocked at his disheveled and tired appearance. Must have been a rough day…

"Hey, baby," you said calmly, giving him a wide grin.

"Hi, my love." He gave you a small smile, but then quickly plopped down on the couch, grabbing the remote and flicking through the channels. You frowned, as he was usually more enthusiastic to greet you, so you decided to see what the matter was. Walking over to him, you eyed him gently, deciding to sit right on his lap, facing him. He let out a small chuckle, lowering the volume of the television to focus on you — despite his obvious tiredness. You gazed into his eyes for a moment, then took a strand of his hair and tucked it behind his ear.

"Anything happen today?"

"Hmm," he thought, but you knew he was thinking whether or not he should tell you and worry you, "just some stupid shit, long day — I'm fine." He wrapped up his thought quickly, shutting you out.

Kazutora was known for keeping a lot of his "work-related" issues to himself. You didn't mind much, as long as he wasn't in danger. There was no need to pry, but the tired and saddened look on his face panged your heart and you felt the urge to cheer him up.

"How about…" you said in a teasing tone, pretending to think about your already planned move, "I make you feel a bit better… hmm?" You leaned closer, supporting your weight on the couch in front of you, straddling his hips.

"Could help…"

You gave a satisfied hum, then kissed him softly. He tasted like coffee and sweet candy, an almost piquant taste that you always seemed to crave. Kazutora leaned more into you, moving one of his hands to the back of your neck and the other on your hip, almost pushing you down into him. He seemed to want you almost as much as you wanted him. Soft vibrations started to be sent through your mouth, moving your tongue into the kiss and nibbling at his lip for entrance. He obliged, letting out a soft moan as your tongue entered his mouth.

Soon enough, you felt a heat piling between your legs, your own self becoming antsy and wanting more. You knew the long-haired boy wanted you too, as his hands started to feel you up more and more. One of his delicate hands started to pull on your shirt and he seemed out of breath between the sloppy kisses you were delivering each other. You were the one to pull away.

"What a way to be greeted when I come home," he joked, letting out a small chuckle as he admired your glossed over eyes, reddened lips, and already messy hair. He didn't look so much better himself — his lips dark and his eyes filled with lust. Admiring him for just one moment longer, you took the next opportunity to take off your shirt and pants, throwing them to the side. You gave your boyfriend a small smile as he admired your figure and then tugged at his shirt, getting it off of him promptly. You didn't have as much time to admire him as he did you, in a flash he was on you again, kissing at your lips, then your jawline, then your neck. His hands gripping you softly, yet keeping you in place. One of his lean arms wrapped around your back, pressing you into him. "Such a pretty girl," he mumbled between sloppy kisses down your body, "my pretty girl, my pretty girl."

"Mmm, fuck — Kazu…"

"My gorgeous girl, all mine," he mumbled more, definitely leaving a hickey on your soft neck. His head was buried in you at this point, his long hair hanging messily over his shoulders. He kissed you in all of the right spots, causing small moans to leave your breathless mouth, egging him on even more. It felt so good, you couldn't help but move your hips on top of him, feeling his hardness through his jeans. By now you had to be soaked — probably wet through your underwear — and you wanted him to feel you. It was almost like he read your mind at that moment, as you felt two of his strong fingers make his way to your clothed pussy. Two fingers, right on top of your already swollen clit. The fabric was a bit of a hindrance, but it felt so good that you swear you could have came on the spot. "Mmm, feel good?"

"Fuck yes-" was all you could get out. Kazu wasn't even asking in a teasing tone, you could tell he genuinely just wanted to make sure you felt good, which warmed your heart, but also made you want to make him feel absolutely amazing. The two fingers planted right on your clit were working slowly, but picking up the pace, as they circled around you. Small moans left your mouth, already feeling the heat building up in your stomach. You felt like you were already going to cum. "K — ah, fuck — Kazu, stop,"

"What's wrong, my love?" he asked in a serious and curious tone, not completely stopping his movements, but enough so that you wouldn't cum in the next couple of seconds. He pulled away from your body so he could look you in the eyes, immediately scanning your face to see what the potential issue could be. You wanted to smile at his cuteness, but you already felt super fucked-out, but you could admire him for just a moment. Although his hair was quite messy, his face was red and his eyes were full of worry for you — adorable.

"Nothing," you started, "just wanna cum when you're inside of me, was 'bout to cum — felt so good, Kazu."

Your response left him with a massive, almost smug, grin on his face. He was grinning at being relieved you were fine and he didn't do anything wrong, but also because of the very hot thing you just casually said to him. With a satisfied groan at your response, he removed both of his hands from your body and started to work on his belt and getting his dick out of his jeans and boxers. Since your hands were still shaky from your almost-orgasm, you let him handle it.

"Fuck, 'm so fuckin' hard — hurts." His tone came off as almost needy, quickly adjusting himself and getting out his cock. He was a good size and he was definitely painfully hard at this point, precum glistening on the tip. His chest was heaving a bit, his lean body both relaxed but restless, gripping himself as he eyed you carefully. Even though you still had your bra and panties on, he still couldn't help but look over every inch of your body as you sat on his lap. After eyeing you for a moment, his eyes flicked to yours, "you gonna sit on it, or what?"

A small scoff emerged from your mouth as you chuckled internally at his brash comment — but of course — you couldn't deny him. You moved your panties to the side and bent yourself up, hovering over his sensitive dick. He held himself and waited for you to come down on him, and when your pussy engulfed just the very tip of his cock, he couldn't help but practically throw his head back. You weren't in better shape, already small moans coming from you as you continued to lower yourself lower and lower until his entire member was swallowed by your tightness.

"Oh — oh fuck — don't move," he whined, placing a strong hand on your hip to keep you in place, "Jesus fuck — if you move, I'm going to cum. Just stay- … f-fuck."

The way he was speaking made you want to move even more and you could feel yourself clench around him, causing his dick to twitch inside of you. Even though you wanted to move, he kept you in place, despite your slight squirming of the hips. He kissed you gently and when he became more collected, he guided you up and down on himself, holding your side carefully.

"Kazu- shit, hah — shit," you managed to get out, but your boyfriend started picking up the pace, causing a warm and tight feeling to twist inside your stomach. That feeling only started to rise when he took his thumb and started rubbing your clit in small circles.

"Mmm, 'atta girl," he groaned. He was watching you attentively, moans and tiny pleads leaving you as you could barely keep yourself up, Kazutora rutting his hips into you and bouncing you up and down on his hardness. You were so soaked and he felt so good inside of you, the sound of skin slapping together echoing in your ears. "That's my girl, taking my dick so good — fuck."

Kazutora encouraged you, knowing every time he said something so provocative with a swirl of your clit, he could feel you squeeze him — and he absolutely fucking loved it. Not wanting to cum yet, he slowed his pace just a little, inciting whines from you.

"No- more, please. W-want more. Kazu — please," you muttered, so fucked-out you could barely speak or think. He didn't listen, pulling you closer and nipping at your neck, which was already reddened from his kissing before. You continued to whine as he fucked you slowly, practically begging for him to continue at a fastening pace.

"Don't wanna cum yet, baby. Wanna be inside you just a little longer…"

You groaned at his words, clenching around him and earning yourself a groan from Kazu, which sent vibrations through your body. Your hands were on his chest, then grabbing onto his firm arms. "Fuck me, 'lease, faster," you begged. He groaned and quickly kissed up your neck and jawline, passionately kissing you on the lips,  then finally — finally quickening his pace, fucking into you so good that you moaned into his mouth.

"Cum for me — cum around me. Let me feel it," he said, pulling away from the kiss and looking at you in your fluttering eyes. You couldn't respond, but you gave him a nod, whining loudly as the fire inside your stomach came to a peak, reaching your orgasm as your pussy clenched around his cock.

"Ah- fuck! Feels — hah — s'good…"

"Mm, I feel you — goddamnit — keep tightening around me and I might just cum right in you." His words buzzed in your ears as you breathed heavily, coming down from your high. Your boyfriend still fucked you slowly, causing you to whimper at how sensitive you were. "Sensitive, baby…? 'M gonna cum…  soon — gonna pull out last second… try to, at least… but, fuck — you feel so good 'round me," he muttered into your neck, moving you up and down as you whined softly, your mind still a mess from your orgasm.

Fucking into you a few more times, he quickly pulled away, lifting you up and getting himself out of you. "Gonna cum, fuck — hah — oh, f-fuck, " he panted, pumping himself once before throwing his head back, warm, sticky cum aiming right at your bare stomach. His other hand grabbed onto your thigh as he came, his groaning continued as he milked the rest of his cum out. You could feel the warmness on your torso — looking down at the mess he made of you.

"On my stomach, again, Kazu, — really?" You teased, as he moved his head forward to look at you and your stomach with his cum sloppily planted on top. A smile crept upon his face and he gently put a hand on your waist.

"Guess I like to make a mess." His hand went to your face, cupping it softly, before kissing you, smiling into the kiss, "and, for the record — you made me feel a lot better."

[thesouppond]

Painting Purple A shogun sniper angst ficlet

Valentina was loud. Not in the same way that Cammie was, always bouncing off the walls with too much energy, but in how she carried herself. If he was honest with himself, it annoyed Kazu. Even just standing in a room with her you could feel her aura. She had no problem showing them up in simulations, sniping down imaginary threats while commenting on their slip ups from whatever perch she had found herself on that day. Even in hand to hand combat she’d dance around, hardly making full body contact while kicking your ass, then having the gall to correct your stance. From the moment they put on their suits for the first time, she’d been vividly purple; extravagant, proud, powerful. Valentina was loud, always too full of herself, Kazu thought. 

It was worse in the Ether, making smart-ass comments in every game they played together. Val was always cracking sultry jokes and taking every moment possible to distract them from quests. ‘Designed for attention’ was probably the best way to describe him, the garish galaxy print suit, the lack of an undershirt, the blinding violet in his makeup, the presenting male. Kazu didn’t get why they needed to do all that. He might as well have had a bright neon sign flashing ‘Look at me!’ stuck above his head. It was sickening, how much of Val crept into all their virtual outings. 

She was loud. Too loud. She had been climbing into Cammie’s bunk in the mornings to help the Scot get up. She’d been running paperwork with Yaz and Chase, though they had it all handled. Hell, she’d been silently bustling around the kitchen while Kazu was there preparing meals for the team too, distracting him with the movement, the purple in her hair flicking in and out of his vision constantly. She wasn’t cooking, so why on earth she couldn’t just wait in the dining hall with everyone else escaped him. She never spoke or moved with volume, but her mere presence was so overwhelming he almost wanted to scream. She always had to be involved in whatever was happening. She couldn’t just kick back and observe, until battles of course.

The moment they uploaded into a real battle field, Val always fled to some ledge to pick off units from far away. Kazu was a warrior, and he fucking knew it. He’d charge into spider tanks head on, slash away at their machinery with visceral force, making sure they shattered with each impact from his holon. The red suited him; the strength of action, the intensity of battle. He could hear Val calling sightings through the comms, letting them know where they missed the stray tank, and he rolled his eyes. 

It wasn’t for lack of skill that he wasn’t down here, in the middle of the action with the rest of them. Val had mindshared the most out of all of them, and each time that connection clicked, their experience, his skill had always proved more than enough to fight in close quarters. It made Kazu more frustrated than anything, that Val spent every fight tucked away somewhere instead of fighting next to them. He was a coward.

It wasn’t until they had to run a mission without Shogun and Wraith, owing to critical repairs that hadn’t been completed in time, where it all started to fray. Kazu watched, from the vanguard squad he had been shoved into, as Huma, Chaser and Trixx weaved their way through platoons of spider tanks and drones, the striders and fighter jets following hot on their heels. He’d much rather be with them, ploughing through the enemy lines, rather than down here on foot picking off the foot soldiers as they threatened to sneak past the heavy machinery, but a fight was a fight, and he supposed it beat hiding away, like someone. He knew Valentina was somewhere in the rocky terrain surrounding them, but as usual, even without the camouflaging panels of her holon, she’d managed to tuck herself away out of sight. 

He fell in step with the cadets as they’d crawled their way through the field, years of training in Japan taking over. Despite what his record might say, he did know how to cooperate in a squad, he just preferred to be calling the shots on his own. It bored him, the monotonous drone of one foot in front of the other, the tight methodical formations designed to keep them in line with one another, having to blend into the moving mass. He was thankful at least they let him keep his suit on. If he got the chance to punch the daylights out of someone, he could do so knowing any retaliation would do nothing to him anyway.

Bullets flew from his left, as a squad of union soldiers charged over the nearest ridge. He swore as he watched a shot catch the shoulder of the cadet next to him before returning fire. The recoil of his rifle caught him somewhat off guard. He wished he’d been using Shogun’s blades, or, at a stretch, the turrets on a strider or vehicle would suffice, given his background in tanks. He took aim at the dwindling number of union soldiers still advancing towards them, lining his sights over the helmet of the closest soldier…and watched them fall as a shot pierced through their visor with deadly accuracy before he could even pull the trigger.

“Kazu, radnój, you’ve got to be quicker with that.” He felt the heat rise in his body as Valentina’s voice crackled through his earpiece.

“Don’t call me that! And don’t tell me what to do!” He called back, whipping his head wildly about, trying to locate where the coward had crawled to this time. “At least I’m actually down here fighting like a man!”

“Whatever you say zólotse” Kazu almost growled an insult in response but was cut off by Cammie screeching through the comm lines

“DRONES INCOMING! THEY GOT THROUGH! TAKE COVER!”

He could see Huma gaining on a pack of union drones rapidly encroaching on their area of the field and scrambled to duck behind part of a boulder, glad for the difficult terrain. Covering his ears, he watched as they flew over him, gunfire exploding from their turrets, a couple exploding into debris as Yaz landed her heat vision. 

“Valentina I see you! You need to move!” Kazu heard Yaz’s call and followed her line of vision. He could just about make out a dark figure, her purple cloak tucked around her, on the nearest ledge, right in the line of fire for the remaining drones. Time seemed to slow as Yaz took aim and fired, clipping one through its side and sending it careening towards the ledge, towards Valentina. It slammed into the ground close, too close, to her figure and Kazu heard her strangled cry as she threw herself away. They weren’t in Gen:Lock, but he swore he could feel the debris tear through his body as he watched Valentina leap off the ledge, a fraction of a second too late, to avoid the twisted metal. 

Fuck staying in formation

He ran, sprinting through the bodies, the groaning metal of fallen drones and tanks towards where he’d seen her plummet like a stone to the ground. His suit lit up with red as it pushed him forward. His mind was quiet, too quiet. He couldn’t hear their voice chastising him over the comms, he couldn’t sense their presence watching their backs in the field. He couldn’t feel them. He knew he wasn’t in his holon but instinctively he tried to reach out mentally, hoping beyond reality that he’d somehow find them safe, he’d find them right there, ready to make a sultry comment about him, to correct his form, to scream, cry, punch him for being an asshole, anything. But then he saw her crumpled form, the purple of her suit barely visible in the growing pool of red. The flowing cloak that trailed behind her shredded, hardly recognizable. Even the violet streaks through her ponytail had been soaked with dark crimson. He went to grab her, to shake her awake and scream, but instead he tasted bile as the warm red seeped onto his suit. She was always there, overwhelmingly there, but now she was covered in red, and oh god he wished he could paint her purple again. 

[sweet-little-dude]

taku it feels like i haven’t talked to you in ages. cries. also also i love the new theme!! even if i miss the mizo mid pfp

anyways i am here to tell you that i FINALLY watched s2 of tokrev omg aren’t you proud of me 😌😌 i don’t really have much to say abt it tbh bc i mean i knew everything that happened already you know everything that happened already soo... but i gotta tell you abt the moments that made me feel the most things bc well. i gotta tell someone and my qpp was live experiencing everything bc i watched s2 with them & three of our friends so it’s only you left. okay so first i gotta explain shakey time bc uhh my qpp & i are both shit with ~emotions~ and ~feelings~ so basically when either of us Feels Too Much TM we grab the other by the shoulder and shake?? honestly i have no clue why but somehow it helps with processing ??? well i’m calling whatever that is shakey time. so. too much shakey time in those 4 hours i swear. most notably the whole manila mikey shit (i mean i knew ehat was gonna happen but still 😭😭😭😭) and then on a wayyy happier note izana!! izana <33 and shion and mochi and the haitanis <33 so much shakey time. love izana’s japanese va (idk abt others we only watched it sub so). very happy and i have newfound motivation for sm stuff now help. also do you happen to know who that guy beside mochi was in that one shot where we see him, izana, shion, kisaki iirc, and the haitanis? bc my only guess is mucho. or some random unimportant guy. but like both of these don’t make that much sense. maybe i’m just forgetting smth idk

also i have no clue how the bd arc would do that but i am now going insane over the final timeline?? specifically the final timeline but everyone still has their memories from before the final jump. except maybe kisaki or smth idk but i haven’t figured good criteria for who remembers n why yet. i most specifically need bajitrio to remember bc i think that makes for fun hcs hehe. just kazu & fuyu subtly trying to check for baji’s pulse (or heartbeat) to make sure he’s actually still alive in this timeline n eventually it becoming a habit/subtle sign of love kinda thing bc they do it so often lol. also kazu & fuyu def have an obsession with falling asleep on baji’s chest while listening to his heartbeat. i feel it’d be very reassuring to them idk,, and i think kazu holds baji’s waist 24/7 when they’re the age he would’ve died + older bc there isn’t any injury or scar there (where he stabbed him in the other timeline-) and he sometimes needs to reassure himself that there really isn’t afjkfgjffh

while i’m on that mitsuya repeatedly calls draken in the middle of the night around the time where he died in the other timeline to make sure he’s alive. mikey just makes draken sleep over in his bed and solves the problem with that lol

also. hanma. hanma keeps forgetting that kisaki’s alive in this timeline at first and scares himself shitless every time they interact bc for a split second he thinks he’s going crazy seeing a ghost

kakucho simply never leaves izana again. problem solved 👍

mikey lives with emma & shin (& maybe izana... maybe......) so he knows they’re alive and well and since he makes draken sleep over anyways draken also knows they’re alive & well.

wakasa, benkei & takeomi call each other at ungodly times of the night n go ‘‘shinichiro is alive, right?’’ ‘‘last time i checked, yes’’ ‘‘good, thanks’’ and then hang up and go to sleep bc they don’t wanna bother shin but sometimes... sometimes there’s just doubt yk

while we’re at it i believe in takeomi being a better brother this time. like he still fucks up sometimes and all that but he genuinly tries and he actually pretty much fixes his relationships with his siblings bc they all learnt from the other timeline (and i want them to be happy okay). not sure if i believe in taiju being a better brother this time...

i’d like to say i’m normal abt this (au version of this) timeline but uh.... uh...... ngl i used to HATE hate the ending and i still don’t like it much but i am slowly starting to like it more but i’m not sure if i should be happy abt that ngl 😭 idk i think i mostly like the characters & some of the new interactions n dynamics, not the actual timeline. bc to me it will always be the final timeline’s biggest fault that basically nobody remembers anything from any of the other timelines bc all of the character development n shit is gone. but oh well

elys my love, hello! it really does feel like forever since we've talked youre righttttt. thank you haha!! my emo bands hyperfixation got so bad to the point of me putting in the effort of changing my theme, can you believe it? ok look, the mizo mid pfp aged like fine wine. still nice, but still aged

yayyyyyy!!! i am indeed very proud tehe. but that seems pretty effective? if it works for the both of you then good job!! yes the reveal of tenjiku!!!!! was screaming and pointing them out to my siblings the whole entire time so real. omg yes thatz good! [will answer that second ask of yours after this bcuz ik it was related to it lol]

STOPPPP THOSE ARE REALLY CUTE AND SAD AT THE SAME TIME I LOVE THEMMMM

big brainers i tell you

hanma :(((((((((

no cuz istg izana's whole death has to be one of the worst in tokyorev. like what did my boy kaku do to deserve this man :((

would be a nice house to live in / visit!

true theyre probably some of the characters that had it the worst ngl. like everyone went through an equal amount of shit with everyone's deaths but the bd's losing shin must've been horrible :(

YES LIVING FOR THE OMI GOOD BROTHER AGENDA this reminded me of that clear shot of him in s2 im gonna cry i love him i love him true i mean im sure he learns along the way tho, i'd hope so.

like the ending of tokyorev??? cuz boyyyy 💀💀 my thoughts on the ending is for another time but fr letz just say the ending wasnt the best thing ever like ong. i mean it was a good ending for the characters and its pretty much what everyone wanted but the way it took place was just not it T T ok but the koko n kisaki agenda is REAL they are so bffs honestly i live laugh love them. yeah nobody remembering what happened was shitty but at least chifuyu remembered? that was a nice detail during the ending ngl

[shogunkazoo]

@vanguarddrifter from [x]

It’d been all fun and games, really. One of the reasons Kazu had hated his platoon in Japan is no one knew how to relax and have fun- that’s been one of the nice things about coming here. Sure, it was still the army, but at least here people had a sense of humor, mostly.

He’d thrown it at Cammie, naturally, because she was being a little shit- but she’d dodged, and he’s pretty sure he felt time slow down as it had hurtled towards August. ...At least he caught it?

Shit. For a second, he thinks about trying to pass off the blame. The only problem is, he kind of likes his team. Maybe. Not that he’s advertising it. So, he sighs, and raises a hand.

“...Laps?”

[shawtuzi]

imagine kazutora being the biggest bitch boy for you like my mans is so obsessed with you bc you’re so pretty and kind to him he never ever wants to let you go. you were very special to him. you were the first girl he ever held hands with, bought flowers for, kissed, gave head to— and now the first (and only) girl he’s made love to.

“s’okay tora just go slow,” you gave him a warm smile brushing a stray piece of hair behind his ear. kazutora was a nervous wreck. not only were you his first he was also your first time too so in his mind the pressure was really on. of course you knew losing your virginity was not bound to be how it was in the movies but tora was determined to give you exactly that. he wanted to hold you close and coax you into multiple orgasms while you clawed at his back asking him to go faster, deeper—but the second he swiped his tip between your soaked folds he was an absolute goner.

“s-shit you’re so….so wet,” he whimpered tapping the tip against your clit. you whined at the contact bucking your hips up against his dick, “c’monnn kazu j-just put it in it’s okay,” you gave the mole below his eye a gentle kiss to ease any tension he was feeling. “o-okay m’putting it in now j-just let me know if i need to stop ‘kay?” he didn’t move a muscle until he saw you slowly nod your head then proceeded to push the tip of his dick in as gentle and slow as possible. “o-ohhhh my fuck y-y/n you’re so warm,” kazutora buried his face in your neck tears brimming his eyes because by god this was heaven. this is exactly what heaven felt like.

in one swift movement kazutora fully sheathed himself inside of you much to your surprise causing a high pitched squeal to escape your kiss swollen lips. “kazu wait-” you were cut off by tora smashing his lips against yours bringing one of his hands down to sloppily rub at your puffy clit, “you feel so good, you feel so good, you. feel. so. fucking. good.” you could hear the soft jingle of his bell earring with every thrust and it brought the the strangest comfort. kazutora lifted his face from your neck giving you a weak smile, “does it feel good? am i making you feel good y/n? p-please tell me i’m doin’ good,” you couldn’t utter a word let alone a full sentence but you tried your best muttering out a broken ‘yes s’good tora’.

before you or even kazutora knew it his hips were stuttering and he was cumming inside you. you tried to move your hips just a little but tora had your hips in an iron grip muttering a low, “d-don’t move m’still c-cumming,” and yes he indeed was. you felt yourself getting more and more full by the second it was almost becoming unbearable. kazutora sat up on his knees pulling out slightly and not even a second later copious amounts of his cum began to drip from your pussy, dripping onto your now ruined pink sheets. “kazu?” you whispered furrowing your brows at the look on his face. he looked almost feral—like a lion about to devour a helpless gazelle.

“look how pretty it looks,” he smiled using his middle and ring finger to push his cum back inside. his fingers brushed against a spongy spot that had you gasping and that immediately caught his attention, “y’like that? does that feel good?” his fingers began to move in a come hither motion. “y-yes it does,” you whimpered, your back arching up from the bed. kazutora nibbled on his lip thinking to himself for a moment before smiling once more. he was quick to put both his hands on the back of your knees, pushing them all the way to your chest. a glob of spit fell from his lips and onto your clit, slowly trickling down your pussy until it blended in with your wetness and his cum.

kazu slapped his tip against your clit once more until he felt your thighs begin to shake then slipped right back in, your breath getting caught in your throat at the sudden intrusion. “kazuuu d-don’t stop please please please—fuck! right there right there!” you squealed your eyes now rolling into the back of your head. you had no clue where kazutora learned how to do all this but you wouldn’t dare stop now to find out not when it felt like he was quite literally rearranging your guts. kazutora bent down to lick up the bead of sweat that was trailing down the side of your face humming in satisfaction, “t-this is called a m— fuck, m-mating press! i learned about it online d-does it feel good y/n? i learned about all this sex stuff j-just for you! all for you baby everything i’ll ever do is gonna be for you i love you i love you i love you,” the last three words were punctuated with every thrust and it was driving you quite insane.

with tora’s blunt tip hitting your special spot with every thrust and his oh so sweet words you felt as if you were on cloud nine! or maybe it was just the fact this position was causing a whole lotta blood to flow to your head but who really cares? you didn’t care about anything besides the man above you. “cumming i’m—i’m cumming,” you sounded completely fucked out and dazed which is exactly what kazutora wanted to hear. he brought one his hands to your chest yanking your bra down so he was able to tweak and pinch at your nipples, “go ahead and cum y/n, wanna see you cum so bad.” you mumbled something about feeling like you were gonna pee and that only encouraged tora to go faster and harder, bringing the hand that was once focused on your tits to your clit rubbing tight little circles.

“kazu i-i oh fuck!” kazutora’s dick managed to slip out from how wet you were but that didn’t stop him from rubbing ferociously at your clit, a small fountain of your cum soaking the sheets below you as well as your thighs. you looked absolutely adorable to kazu right now. your eyes were squeezed shut and your entire body was trembling. you suddenly felt your body being lifted up and next thing you knew you were on top of kazutora, the tip of his dick brushing against your sensitive clit with every slight movement you made. “i don’t know if i can go again tora….m’so tired,” you sighed burying your face in his neck, the mixed smell of his cologne and sweat making you drowsy.

kazutora chuckled pressing soft kisses to your shoulder and hummed in agreement, “i am too…hey is it okay if i just put it in and leave it? you’re so warm,” he whispered the last part so quietly to almost didn’t hear but you agreed of course grabbing his dick by the base and slowly pushing it inside you. tora’s eyes fluttered shut in bliss and he almost fell asleep but he just had to ask the question that’s been burning in his brain since you two finished. “did i—did i do okay? sorry i got a little rough i didn’t mean to hurt you if i did,” his voice was shaky anxious for your answer. you lifted your face from his neck swiping sweaty strands of hair from his forehead before speaking, “it kinda hurt like a lot at first but then it felt really good! you did amazing i wouldn’t change anything about it thank you kazu i love you.”

it wasn’t long until you fell asleep on kazutora’s chest, small snores leaving your parted lips. meanwhile kazutora was staring up at the ceiling his mind racing a mile a minute. in some twisted way in his head this meant you were bound to him forever. his girl forever. you were a drug he couldn’t quit—his own personal brand of heroine. you brought him to climax even without sex how could he ever possibly let you escape his grasp. the correct answer ladies is never—you’ll never be able to truly escape kazutora but i think you’re okay with that right?

[sinfulaphrodixiac]

✧ cw: sub!kazutora, afab!reader, smut, riding kazu, unprotected sex, creampie, handjob

It was easy to mess with Kazutora. You knew it was easy to watch him turn red after just brushing against his neck. He was easy to play with when he was wrapped up in your arms, nestled on your chest, and munching on popcorn while watching some lame film you had pulled out of nowhere.

Your eyes wandered his pretty pale skin. The back of his neck was revealed rather lovingly due to the high ponytail his long hair was pulled into.

How could have paid any mind to such a boring film when you could have much better entertainment before you?

Kazutora froze mid-munch. Your lips tickled his neck and pressed wet kisses on his skin. His ears flared a flustered red as he attempted to turn his head back to look at you.

“Wha-“

“Just focus on the movie, Tora.”

He swallowed the popcorn and saliva in his mouth, trying to regain his focus on the glowing television and not your hot breath staining his skin.

A small yelp bobbed out of his throat when your cold hand slid down his waist and dipped into his sweatpants. The movie almost faded in and out of existence as he shakily stared at the actors.

A small yelp bobbed out of his throat when your cold hand slid down his waist and dipped into his sweatpants. The movie almost faded in and out of existence as he shakily stared at the actors.

“So cute,” you whispered, sending a shiver up his spine and causing him to absolutely melt in your grasp.

He tentatively found himself anxious to see what you’d do next. His skin almost felt as if it were lit ablaze as he found himself shocked at the feeling of your fingers making contact with his cock.

Although only half-hard, he swallowed hard again when you traced a cool finger up and down the growing length.

“I though—mmph—I thought we were supposed to be relaxing tonight.”

The low chuckle and the slight squeeze around his cock had him bucking into your awaiting palm.

“We are. This is still relaxing, no? Just focus on the movie.”

Kazutora let out a quivering sigh, leaning against your chest and trying to obey your words. Your hand just felt so nice and the way you teased the tip, tracing his cock, toying with his balls. Everything was just so overwhelmingly hot.

“Hng! Hah~ ♡”

You were almost concerned when he doubled over, burying his face into your shoulder. Though a smirk crawled on your face when you realized what had happened.

“Did you cum already?”

Kazutora whined slightly, though nodded softly into your shoulder.

“Aw, did I stimulate my Tora too much?”

In an instant, Kazutora found himself staring up into your predatory gaze. Being flipped onto the sofa so suddenly had only revealed the pretty flushed gaze on his face. Kissing his beauty mark, you settled yourself just above his erection. From the way it strained against the now-wet fabric, you figured Kazutora enjoyed the domination of the moment.

“Want me to ride you?”

His eyes looked up at you almost too earnestly. It was rather cute to see how vulnerable and pleased he was at the prospect of having you ride him into the sofa.

“Use your words, Tora.”

He paused only for a moment before his pretty, puffy lips opened.

“Please, ride me. Please fuck me.”

You hooked a finger around the band of his sweatpants, pulling it down so his cock could be freed of the tight confines.

“Just a little more? I know you can do better than that.”

He opened his mouth once more before flinching at the feeling of your bare cunt grazing the tip of his cock. His mouth hung open, very near drooling as you grinding against him.

Suddenly, your name became a mantra on his lips. “Please, please. Ride me, ride me so hard. I want you so bad.”

You whispered something into the shell of his ear; something he could no longer catch as you sunk down on his length. The stretch of your pussy lower down onto him sent Kazutora into a spiral. His head reeling from the feeling of your tight pussy wrapped around him entirely.

He could barely look at you straight as you began to bounce up and down and up and down. A plethora of whines, moans, and unintelligible begs fell out of his mouth. God, he could have stay that way forever. Absolutely lost in the feeling of your thighs slapping against his, your searing, tight heat, and your pretty tits bouncing in time with your movements.

“So good… so, so hot,” he whined, hands sliding up to rest around your waist and guide you up and down onto his swollen cock.

You felt it twitch violently inside of you and a slight tap on his chest had his eyes back on you and not rolling back into his head.

“Hold it. You can hold it, right, baby?”

He absentmindedly nodded, trying his best to keep your orders in mind as the unwinding knot in his stomach grew tighter.

But, god, it was so hard. He couldn’t stop himself from fucking up into you as you grinder down into him. Your tight walls squeeze and attempting to coax the cum out of his cock.

His whines managed to conceive a hasty noise to warn you of his oncoming orgasm.

“Close,” he panted, the grip on your waist growing exceptionally tighter.

“Alright, that’s my good boy. Go ahead and cum.”

He whimpered, a noise so tender and soft you barely caught it through the sensual sound of wet slapping. “Inside?”

“Mhm, inside is okay.”

Stabilizing your body on his chest, his hands gripped your sides and brought you fully down onto his cock as it spurted hastily inside of you. His cock filled you up to the brim as he panted breathlessly underneath you. You ground down on him slightly, causing a weak moan or two as he softened inside of your pussy.

“Too much,” he mumbled, eyes fucked out and muscles limp.

You smiled softly at him, brushing his bangs out of his eyes so he refocused on you. He watched carefully as you slid off his cock. The both of you wincing at the loss of contact. And still, he watched mesmerized at the sight of his milky cum dripping down your thighs and oozing out of your pretty cunt.

“You did so well, Tora,” you mused, resulting in a rather needy arm wrapping around your waist and bringing you back down onto his chest.

“Couldn’t you have waited till after the movie?” he sighed, still slightly out of breath.

“I’m sorry, you were just so cute. But, you can still catch the ending of it, right?”

Shuffling back into a comfortable position, the two of you turned towards the tv. He pouted upon seeing the movie screen fade to black.