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twice-inamillion · 3 months

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The Company

Eaten Bunny

Smut (Defloration, first-time sex, deep penetration, orgasm, creampie, belly bulging, whining, rough sex, ass spanking, sex filming)

Chapter 14

1642 Words

(Nayeon offers her body to the CEO after saving her and her mother. As a grateful CEO, you take her offer and use her body, not realizing it is also Nayeon’s first time.)

You can't help but grin at your work; Nayeon is an utter mess. She randomly twitches from her last orgasm and is out of breath from the stimulation.

“Please, no more. My body hurts.”

“We're just getting started.”

She tries to lift her head and says, “What? It's not done yet?”

“Of course not; this was just an appetizer.”

Nayeon, with no energy, crashes back onto the couch and rethinks her offer.

Suddenly, she yells as you pick her up and carry her towards one of the rooms. “Wait, what are you doing?”

“The main event, obviously.”

“Wait, now?”

“Yeah.”

“Let me rest a bit.”

Nayeon stares at the wall, trying to muster up some energy as she tries to get over her last orgasm.

You're excited to fuck another girl, especially Nayeon. You remember the positive reviews she has gotten from many of the trainers, and getting a chance to fuck her this easily is a blessing.

You take off all your clothes and walk towards Nayeon who is laying on the bed, “Ready?”

She struggles to lift her head but does so with the little energy she has, “Wait, please.” You spread her legs open enough to get a full view of her swollen cunt.

With your cock in your right, you drop it on top of Nayeon's cunt and rub it against her lips. “Dang Nayeon, you have some nice tender lips.” You realize you won't need lube by how wet she is and coat your member with her nectar.

Nayeon watches as you press your cock in between her swollen lips, her heart begins to beat faster and faster as she realizes what's going to occur.

”You said you want to show your appreciation to me, right?” as you grab nayeon by her chin. She nods, “Yeah, I do.”

”Then show it to me.”

You climb on the bed and rest your body against the pillows. Nayeon notices your smug look and understands what you want her to do. She musters up the energy and climbs on top of you. She grabs your semi-limp cock with her large hands and begins to slowly stroke your cock.

Little by little, your cock wakes up from its nap and stands strong and proud, really to put in some work. Nayeon realizes that it might be too big for her to handle, but she knows she can’t go back, not after what you did for her and her mother.

She lifts herself up and hovers just a few millimeters away from your length. She looks directly into your eyes as she lowers her body into your cock.

You watch her reaction change as she splits herself open and tries to adjust herself to the first few inches when her hand splits, causing her to fall onto your cock in one go.

Nayeon screams in pain, her eyes watery as she takes your whole length. She tries to pull herself out, agonizing in pain, and sees your cock covered in a thin coat of blood. “Ahh, it hurts!”

You see Nayeon panic, squirming around, not knowing what to do. You grab her hand and say, “Nayeon, it’s okay. Look at me; it's going to be okay.”

Nayeon, who is still in pain, nods and grips onto your hand tightly. “I didn’t know you were a virgin. Thank you for giving your first time to me, now I’ll take it from here” and flip her over.

Now, in a mating press, you slowly begin to thrust inside of her newly deflowered cunt, trying to mold it into your shape. She holds your hand tightly and looks into each other’s eyes, “Oppa, it… it hurts so much. I can’t do it, I’m going to break.”

” It will only hurt for a bit longer; just bear it, okay?”

“Okay, I trust you.”

With your free remaining hand, you pull her in closer and increase the strength of your thrust. You try to get her adjusted to your length as quickly as possible, even if it means her suffering for a bit longer.

“Oppa, you’re breaking me; my insides feel like they are going to split open; please, I can’t.”

”Just a bit more; your body is just trying to get used to it, just hold on; just?”

Nayeon closes one eye and bites her lip, wanting to stop herself from screaming. She sees her belly bulge every time you thrust your cock inside of her, which scares her, not knowing if you’re going to break her.

On the other hand, you’re met with Nayeon’s tight walls. It’s trying to resist you as much as possible, which makes it painful for Nayeon, but you prefer it that way. The more you see her struggle, the more it turns you on.

“Fuck Nayeon, you’re so tight! It feels so good!”

“I feel good?”

”Yeah, I love the way you wrap yourself around my cock.”

”Ummm, then I don’t mind if you go harder.”

”Are you sure?”

”Yeah, I want you to feel good.”

”But it might hurt a bit more.”

”It’s okay; it doesn’t hurt as much now; I can take it.”

With Nayeon’s approval, you pull out your cock, covered in her reddish juices, and slap it against her cunt before putting it back inside.

“Oh fuck” yelps Nayeon when your cock reaches the end of her womb. She tries to mask her expression and just focuses on the way you smile every time you hit her womb.

You feel hotness building up in your core, and let Nayeon know you're about to cum. Surprised by your comment, she doesn’t know what to do and just says, “Oppa, cum if you want.”

“Then, I’ll cum inside of you.”

“Wait, inside…?”

“I’m going to fill your freshly fucked womb with my cum, so take it all!” You grab Nayeon’s hips and put your weight on her thighs, trying to go as deep as you can.

Nayeon feels a hot sensation of cum shooting inside of her, covering her untainted womb, “So full!”

“What do you think?”

”It’s so warm.”

Nayeon watches as you pull out your cock from her cunt and sees a large amount of cum ooze onto the sheets. Curious, she presses her stomach, making more of your batter come pouring out of her. Tired, she lies on the bed, staring at the ceiling and taking in what she just did.

It is then that she realizes what her mother has always mentioned before reluctantly letting her go training as an idol, “If you’re going to have sex, make sure you use protection.”

”I need to use the restroom,” and she makes her way towards the end of the bed, trying to get herself cleaned up. She then feels you grab her leg and says, “I’m not done yet.”

You grab her by the waist, push her down, and get behind her. “Who said you can go?”

“I just need to use the rest…” and isn’t able to complete her sentence. She then feels the tip of your cock press against her entrance, and you put your whole weight on her. She groans as she takes your length in one go, “Oppa, not so rough.”

”This is rough,” and give her a hard thrust, which makes her choke up from the sudden movement.

“Ah! Ahh… hmmm!”

Nayeon now enjoys the way your cock scrapes against her walls, even when it hits the back of her uterus. “Oppa, rougher… ahh.”

”Like this?” Slapping her ass. Nayeon yelps, “Ahh, that hurts!”

You slap her ass again, but with additional force, making her cheeks ripple. Nayeon bites onto the bedsheet as you continue to spank and fuck her from behind. “I’m going to make you into my toy, Nayeon; what do you say?”

There’s no response from Nayeon, and notice that she’s grabbing onto the bedsheets. If she wants to play it that way, you can do it too. You continue to slap her ass until it’s completely red. Nayeon can’t hold anymore; she’s at her limit and lets go of the bedding, “Okay, I’ll be your toy; just don’t slap my butt anymore; it hurts so much.”

”No, you didn’t answer when I asked you the first time,” and continue to slap her until you reach your peak once more. ”Tell me, where do you want me to cum?”

Nayeon, at first, is hesitant to respond but realizes that this might be the only chance to stop you from spanking her. She says, “Inside me.”

”Be more specific.”

“Please… please cum inside me.”

”Be specific.”

”In my cunt. Please cum inside me, my cunt you just deflowered. Breed me, please!”

”That’s my girl.”

Just like that, you give her one last thrust and fill her womb full with cum. The amount of cum you pump inside of her, causing her belly to bulge as if she was pregnant.

Nayeon, now exhausted, becomes limp, laying on the bed like a used onahole. You get up, head to the drawer, and get your camera to photograph your latest work. “Nayeon, smile.”

Nayeon gives a faint smile as you take multiple pictures with the bed and her lower region covered in cum.

“I’m going to take a shower; you can join if you want.”

”Hmm… okay.”

She eventually gets up, goes to the drawer, and sees your phone light up with a message that says, “Video successfully uploaded to the cloud name, XIDOLS, file: “IM NAYEON_01,” realizing she’s not the only one.

#twice smut #kpop smut #male reader #nayeon smut #twice nayeon #girl idol smut #reader x idol #kpop idol smut #idol smut #smut reader #TM smut #the company series #the company

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zephyrchama · 4 months

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hi!! please can you spare a crumb of leviathan fluff please?

You knocked on the door to Leviathan’s room out of courtesy, but he was already calling for you to “come in.”

“No password?” you asked. You had been expecting a fun trivia question like always.

“No need. I could tell it was you.” From the sound of your approaching footsteps to the way you knock, and even the little pause between those two actions. Everyone seemed to know your distinctive traits better than you did.

“What’s up?” Leviathan didn’t look over. He was too preoccupied with his manga. He held it up in a way that obscured most of his face. His legs were sprawled out on the floor with his back against an ottoman and a stack of the latest releases by his side. Leviathan had a knack for lounging comfortably in the most inconvenient positions.

“I was looking for something to read. Mind if I browse your collection?” "Mmhmm.” Having unfiltered access to Leviathan’s collection was a rare privilege extended only to you, who could be trusted to borrow things without damaging or losing them. Or selling them, spilling food on them, bending the pages. There had been an extensive list of detailed rules you pledged to follow.

You spent a couple of minutes browsing the shelves. Honestly, nothing stood out. The room was silent, save for the occasional turn of a page and the humming of the lights. You were just bored and hoped to spend some quality time with a certain nerd, however, he was busy.

Giving up on the shelves, you decided to plop down in front of Leviathan. He was so immersed in his comic that he didn’t notice. A lead-up to a large-scale battle scene occupied so much of his attention, he failed to realize you were crawling over his legs like a spy in an action flick. You finally grabbed his attention by squeezing your shoulders between his arms, bumping your head against the book as you tried to worm under it.

“Hey! Ahh!” Leviathan was startled. He raised his hands in shock, or maybe to preserve his manga, but either way it created a wider path for you to take immediate advantage of. You snuggled up to his shoulder with the determination of a thousand shounen protagonists.

“What… what? What are…? Whu?” Leviathan was at a loss for words until he finally settled on demanding, “what is this?”

You were still trying to get comfortable, which was causing Leviathan a lot of discomfort. You rolled over to lay your back against his chest and bent your legs over his knees. Tugging his arms back down so you could see the manga, you explained, “I wanted to read this one.”

“It’s volume 18 though…?”

You nodded, “cool.”

“Did you even read the other volumes? You won’t get it at all.”

You tilted your head far back to look up at Leviathan, catching his eye for a brief moment before he glanced away. You felt him shudder. “I wanna read this one, though, so explain it to me.”

Far from the upcoming battle in his manga, Leviathan faced a raging battle in his mind. He couldn’t even remember what happened on the last few pages. He’d have to go back and re-read them.

“If it’s too much, just pretend like I’m not even here. I’ll figure it out on my own,” you said. The art looked good enough that you could admire that, even if you didn’t know anything about the plot.

“As if I could do that,” Leviathan complained. With a sigh, he hooked his arms under yours and brought his legs up so you fit better in his lap. Now you wouldn't slide down or constantly readjust your position. His movements were slow and deliberate attempts to make the both of you comfortable. He was cautious, as if you might jump up and run off at any moment.

“We can voice the lines out loud together,” you suggested, “but you’re gonna have to speak up or I won’t be able to hear you.” A chance to play voice actor sounded great to Leviathan. He was definitely interested. ”I’m right here though? What do you mean you can’t hear me?”

“Sorry, what was that? Come closer, the thumping in your chest is just so loud.”

With an embarrassed groan, he slapped the manga against his head and buried his blush-stained face into your hair where you couldn't see.

#noblesse oblige here u go #levi shower pic when #i've got the start of vampire mc and levi written too. i've got the start of a lot of stuff. don't look at my drafts folder.#i'm actually still not hip with fanfic terms so i hope this counts as fluff?#ask request #obey me shall we date #obey me fic #obey me!#obey me #omswd #obey me leviathan x reader #obey me leviathan #obey me levi x mc #obey me fluff #obey me x mc #obey me swd #obey me fanfic #obey me drabble #obey me levi x reader

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scarletaqua · 1 year

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Trophy (18+)

G!P Bada Lee x (Jam Republic) Reader

I’m so obsessed with her😭

Some of the scenarios here doesn’t follow the first episode of SWF2. For example, I put Jam republic seats across BEBE.

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Bada won the trophy…

Y/n’s POV:

“I’m so nervous. Everyone is so intimidating”

Being in the same group with ‘THE Kirsten’ is probably the best thing that happened to me. She taught me everything there is to know about dancing. I started dancing five years ago, hence the nervousness.

“Girl, you got this. Why do you think I picked you to join this competition?”

Kirsten’s reassurance calms me down a bit. But I still can’t help to overthink scenarios in my mind. Especially when I’m trying not to fangirl over Bada Lee. She’s the reason I pursue this career, it’s feels like a dream knowing that your idol is sitting across you. And staring at you.

The Mc’s voice rang through out the place meaning the break’s over and we’re now starting with a freestyle battle. Audrey asked me what’s happening and why are the other contenders suddenly looks serious, i told her that they’re starting the show with a battle. Knowing how to speak Korean is a blessing to me and my teammates. I thank duolingo.

“So why does everyone look like they have beef with each other?” Audrey whispered.

“For drama”, I whispered back to her.

“Ahh”

“Guys, listen.” Kirsten pulls all of us out of the conversation to listen to the host. I didn’t even noticed that Latrice and the others were listening.

“Nod your head y’all, like you understand what he’s saying”

“Great thinking, Latrice” , Emma responded.

As the battle of ‘No Respect’ comes up, a girl from 1million, Redy, challenges Bada to a battle. Which of course Bada won, they must have some sort of past relation when Bada answered Redy’s ‘No Respect’ challenge with ‘Subin-ah, you’re still an eight grader to me’.

After Kirsten’s battle against a girl from Mannequeen, everyone took a break.

“Hey, someone’s looking at you” Ling suddenly pointed out to me. And the girls of course turned their heads to where Ling is looking. Bada went back to her position talking to her members before I even see her looking at me.

“She’s probably a fan of Kirsten, Ling” I told her, but then she just smiled at me as if she knows something. “What? I’m just saying”

“Stop it. I’m gonna go to the washroom”

I stood up from my seat and skim my way through the crowd of staffs. I finally found the washroom and went inside to fix my make up. I can’t believe I saw Bada. She’s so tall and charismatic. And her dance against Redy is something that would probably stick in my mind even after this show. As i was re-applying my lipstick the bathroom door opened revealing Bada. I tried not to look at her when she washes her hands beside me. More likely I can’t, I’m like frozen in spot.

“Hey”

Oh my god, she’s talking to me. Okay be cool, be cool.

“Hello” I responded in Korean, as I bowed to greet her.

“Oh you can speak Korean, that’s great” I look up at her to see her smiling down at me. It’s a great sight to see. Like God’s blessing. “So, you’re from Jam Republic right?”

“Yes”

“I’m Bada by the way. Bada Lee, from BEBE” she holds out her hand for me to shake.

“I’m Y/n L/n. And I know who you are, I’m a fan”

I gently shook her hand and she seems pleased with my respond. Stop looking at me with that smile, I’m gonna melt. I was going to let go of the handshake when she pulls me a bit closer to her.

“Can I take you out to dinner?”

Huh?

“Huh?”

“I’d like to take you out on a date, if it’s okay with you”

“Huh?”

My Lord, Save me.

Actually don’t, but pray for me. This woman is too much. I can’t believe she asked me out. I must be dreaming. No, I need to calm down. I have to think this through. Girl! What’s there to think about this is Bada Lee!

“In one condition, if you win another battle. I’ll go on a date with you” Why did i say that! I should’ve said yes!

“You can’t back out now. Pick you up at 8.” She slowly let go of my hand and gave me a smile before walking out the door.

I can’t breathe

I went out after 10 minutes to calm myself down. I then sat down with my teammates, Ling once again looked at me with a teasing smile.

“Your admirer went out looking for you, did you guys meet?”

“No”

“Hmmm”

~Timeskip after the battle~

“So, I’ll be seeing you at 8 then”

Of course she won, I should’ve said yes earlier, now my teammates can’t stop looking at me.

“Yes, actually you can take her now”

“Ling! Oh my god, don’t mind her please” Bada laughs at them and then looked at me waiting for my answer. “I’ll text you my address” , I gave her my phone to type her number in.

“I’ll be waiting for your text”

Bada went with her teammates to their dressing room, skipping happily like a kid. I watched her vanish from my view as my team and I made our way to our room.

“Did not meet, my ass”

“Shut up, Ling”, I tried to walk faster so I can think about what just happened.

“You should invite her to your apartment here, I mean her dinner is there”

“Please stop.”

“Nope”

“Kirsten please make her stop”

“Nuh-uh, I’m enjoying this”

Kill me now

~Timeskip~

I texted Bada my location as soon as I got home. I bought an apartment here in Korea when I attended a dance class for half a year. I immediately took a shower and pick out my outfit. I ended up with a red satin fitted dress and matched my make up with it.

I’m now sitting in my couch waiting for Bada to arrive. She haven’t texted me back but she read my message so it’s okay. As I was skimming through Netflix on what to watch while waiting for her, my doorbell rang. She’s pretty early, it’s only 7:30pm. I opened my door revealing a drenched Bada.

“Oh my god! What happened to you? Come in!”

I immediately took a towel from my cupboard and gave it to her.

“It’s okay its only my jacket that is wet. It’s raining so hard outside, we might have to re schedule our date.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know. It must have been a hassle getting here.” How did I not notice the weather outside, now I feel bad for making her come here.

“It’s alright. I brought some wine, and these are for you”, she handed me the flowers and set down the wine on the coffee table. She looks so good drying her hair.

“You didn’t have to you know, but thank you. I appreciate it”, I stood up and put the flowers on a vase. I was gonna put it on the dining table when I bumped into Bada.

“Careful now”

“Sorry, I didn’t see you behind me”

“Let me take those, you want it in your dining table right?”

She took the vase from my hand and put them on the table. I did not notice what she was wearing when she came in earlier, but now that I have time to check her out, she look so handsome in a button up shirt and black slacks. I did not notice her calling my name, as I was busy thanking the lord.

“Y/n, you alright?”

“Huh? Oh yes. I was just thinking, we don’t have to reschedule our date.” Bada looked at me waiting for me to continue.

“We can just order food and have our date here”

‘…her dinner is there…’ out of my head, Ling.

“Uh, sure. We can do that. What do you want?”

We decided on Chinese food and sat down ourselves in the living room. Bada standing in front of the tv looking for a movie to watch while I look at my messages. I ignored the one from my teammates, they’re probably wondering what’s happening.

“Hey, the food place is running late on schedule. They said it might take a while because of the rain.” Bada informed me, as she typed in her phone.

“That’s okay, we can watch a movie while waiting for the food”

I poured the wine on our glasses and handed hers. I took a sip of my glass and looked at the tv. I can’t believe how she can look so charismatic while looking for a movie. Oh Lord. I’m down bad. This is bad. I took another sip of my wine, it’s honestly sweet, I leaned forward to looked at the brand of the wine when I heard Bada asked me about a movie.

“Y/n, what about this one. It’s abou-“

I looked up at Bada waiting for her to continue what she’s saying, only to see her looking down past my face. Or rather my chest. I quickly leaned back fixing my dress a bit.

“I’m sorry. I- I didn’t mean to stare at your chest”

Bada is now blushing furiously, it’s unusual to see her like this. All flustered and stuttering her words. Interesting.

“It’s alright, sit beside me. Let’s watch your pick” I said as I pat the space beside me on the couch.

Bada sat beside me, with at least two feet between us. I laughed at her and told her to sit closer. She did sat closer but her face is still red from the event earlier. The movie starts playing it’s a horror film with Jenna Ortega in it. I think it’s called ‘X’. The thunder and rain outside fits perfectly with the movie. I looked at the person beside me, watching the movie so intensely. I can see her side profile perfectly, her sharp jaw, her tall nose. Everything about is so attractive. I saw her clenched her jaw, while watching the movie.

“Ohh~ baby. Just like that~”

Huh?

I immediately turned my head towards the tv and saw what’s happening. They’re having sex. That’s why she was clenching her jaw. Oh my god.

Third Person POV:

Y/n can’t help but noticed Bada’s response to the movie. She saw Bada quietly took a pillow and put it on her lap. She thought it was probably to help her be more comfortable. What she didn’t know is Bada was trying not to react to the movie. Bada’s grip on the pillow harden, turning her knuckles white. And this time Y/n ask if she’s feeling okay.

“Y-yes. Just feeling a bit hot”, Bada answered trying to not look at the gorgeous girl beside her.

“I can turn on the air conditioner if you want”

Y/n stood up trying to find the remote for the AC, and she found the remote beside Bada.

Y/n leaned forward to reach the remote but failed. She then gave up when Bada told her not to turn the AC on. Bada then poured more wine to her glass and downed it in one go. The movie continues now with the horror scenes. Y/n is a scaredy cat. Bada learned that tonight, when she felt Y/n screamed and hug her. Bada gave in and hugged Y/n closer to her. Her perfume intoxicating her, leaning herself towards the smaller girl. Y/n not noticing the effect she had on Bada, she climbed on her lap replacing the pillow on Bada’s lap. Y/n heard Bada groans thinking she hurt the girl.

“I’m sorry, did I hit you?” Y/n pulled away and asked worriedly.

The taller girl did not answer and just looked at her in the eye. Y/n was surprised at the close proximity between them. She was going to get up from Bada’s lap when she was pulled back in the old position.

“Stay, Y/n”

Bada leaned her head on Y/n’s shoulder pulling the smaller girl closer to her. This gave her more opportunity to smell that intoxicating perfume once again. Turning her head towards Y/n’s neck, she places a small kiss and pulled away. Y/n now understanding what’s happening, blushes and covers her face. She can feel it underneath her. Bada just got more attractive in her eyes.

“Don’t hide your pretty face from me”

Y/n slowly remove her hands away from her face. Her breathing became heavy, she looks down at Bada’s lips then back at her eyes. The way she looks right now is the one thing that Bada will never let anyone see. Her arms around her neck, hands on her waist, it’s perfect.

“We can stop, if you want-”

Y/n captured her lips before Bada even finishes what she’s saying. Bada responded with the same passion. They both kissed liked they’ve been starved for years. Y/n grinds herself to Bada earning a groan from the other girl. Bada’s grip on Y/n’ waist tightened as she helps her grind on her crotch. Bada’s hands pushed Y/ns dress up and caress her thigh. Y/n’s hands began unbuttoning Bada’s shirt, throwing it on the couch once she got it off of her.

Bada trails her kisses down to the other girl’s jaw and neck. Earning a moan as she sucks on the skin. With gentle hands she pulled the strap of the dress down Y/n’s shoulder as she kisses her way down. Y/n elicited a moan when Bada sucked on her nipple. Covering her mouth in response, Bada saw this and grabbed her hand and pulled it away from her mouth.

“I want to hear everything tonight”

Bada continued to ravaged her body not missing any skin untouched. Y/n on the other hand work her way through the taller girls belt. Unbuckling it was the easy part, reaching down to unzip it is not. Bada pulled away and let the girl do what she wants. Y/n got down to her knees and unzip Bada’s pants. She then pulled it down along with the boxers. Bada’s hardness slaps against her stomach startling the kneeling girl. Y/n wraps her hands around the length and looked at Bada. She then starts to move her hands up and down and leaned herself forward kissing Bada.

“Fuck…Y/n”

Bada threw her head back when she felt Y/n sucking her off. She felt incredible, her hands find their ways on Y/n’s hair pushing her down her lenght.

“Almost there baby”

Y/n bobs her hear faster as the grip on her hair tightened. Bada came and watched the girl swallows her cum as she praised her.

“Atta girl”

Y/n removed all the clothing from her body, she looked at Bada’s crotch seeing that it’s hard once again. Bada couldn’t take it anymore, she pulled Y/n down and lay her down on the couch. Bada’s hands found their way between Y/n’s legs.

“No, I want you. Inside”

Y/n looked at Bada as she lined Bada’s cock to her entrance. Bada pushed her tip in feeling the way Y/n arch her back. Bada was gonna let Y/n adjust to her size, but right now all she wanna do is fuck Y/n hard.

“I’m sorry”

“What-Ahh!”

And she did, Bada slams all her length inside Y/n. She was going on a rough pace and Y/n was loving it. She leaned forward to sucked on Y/n breast as she fucks her roughly. She kissed Y/n passionately whispering praises to her. Bada then leaned back to admire Y/n. Y/n’s glossy eyes looking back at her, her boobs following the rhythm of her hips, and her moans. This stirs up something in her, seeing Y/n getting fucked senselessly by her. This made her thrust her hips faster, causing Y/n to let out a chocked moan. Y/n pulled her down to hold on to her. Y/n’s moans are now by her ears, making her groan.

“So-so big. Harder”

Y/n pleaded and Bada complied positioning herself deeper and hitting the spongy part inside Y/n. Y/n’s moaning is getting louder as Bada kept hitting that part.

Ding~dong~

Y/n pushed Bada and try to make her stop thrusting her hips.

“I-I think it’s the-the food..fuckk”

“Then open it” Bada suggested

Bada pulled out and let Y/n answer the door. She saw her hiding behind the door trying to cover her naked state. Bada quietly walk towards Y/n as she closes the door and locking it. And before Y/n can turn around, Bada pinned her to the door, pushing herself inside her once again.

“W-wait Bada. He-He’s still out- fuck..”

Bada returned to her previous pace, holding Y/n hips and pulling her back a bit. This new position is hitting Y/n in all the right places. Bada’s hips thrust faster and harder wanting to hear Y/n break and moan loudly.

“Let me hear you, baby”

Bada’s almost at her limit and she knows Y/n is too by the way she clenched around her. She didn’t want this to end but seeing Y/n struggling to stand, she knew she had to. Y/n leaned her head back to Bada’s shoulder, and arching her back allows Bada to fuck her faster.

“Cum for me, Y/n”

Bada whispered to her, and like a switch her body complied. Moaning loudly as she felt Bada finished inside her as well. Y/n’s body collapsed as Bada carried her to her room. Y/n felt Bada slip in beside her spooning her as they drifted to sleep.

They found their drinks outside the apartment the next morning…

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This is my first story and I can’t believe I made this. It’s prolly trash

Bada got me on a leash.

#badawhatarewe #g!p #Bada Lee x reader #Bada Lee x fem! reader #Bada Lee

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Strawhats + Law x Overworking! Reader.

Summary: Reader is studying late into the night. How do the strawhats + Law react? Gender neutral reader!

Word count: 2727

Warnings: Nami slips (a tiny bit of) melatonin into reader's tea without them knowing, reader is a little bit angsty.

Thank you so much anon for requesting<33

Luffy

As much as you love your captain, he can be quite oblivious sometimes. He somehow hasn't noticed how you stay up super late every night, studying until your eyes are hurting from reading too much or until your brain simply can't take any more information in. It isn't until Nami asks him about your well-being that he realizes how rare it is for you to fall asleep next to him nowadays.

You’re sitting in the kitchen at midnight, your studies only just now starting. You have a steaming cup of tea that Sanji happily made you before he went to bed himself, and you sigh as you lean your head on your hand. Suddenly the kitchen door opens up and startles you. You look back to the door and see your loving captain, clad in his pajamas and a pout on his face.

“Y/N~” he whines, “why are you still here? Why aren't you coming to bed?” He plops down on the chair next to you, the pout on his face only growing.

“Ah, I was just gonna study for a little bit” you say and scratch your head. You know damn well you can’t resist Luffy’s pout.

“Hmmm, but Y/N, you’re always staying up so late nowadays, can't you just study more during the day?” he asks, laying his head on your shoulder. You giggle at his tiredness and stroke your fingers through his hair.

“I mean, I already do… But sometimes I feel like it’s not enough…” your voice trails off. Luffy raises his head to look at you.

“What do you mean? You already work so hard!” he exclaims. His face turns more serious, clearly worrying about you.

“Ahh, I mean, it’s hard to calm down sometimes… Sometimes I feel like I need to put more effort in, to give all my best and learn even more” you tell him. Luffy sigs next to you and grabs you by the shoulders, turning you to face him.

“Y/N. You already work so hard, don’t overwork yourself. You’re already doing your best as it is, overworking yourself will just make it harder, okay?”. You rarely see Luffy being this serious about things and it shocks you a little bit. He looks you dead in the eyes.

“Now what am I supposed to do with an overworking crewmate, and a partner that comes to bed late at night, huh? Who am I supposed to cuddle with? Because I’m definitely not cuddling Usopp again!” he grins at you, his usual, playful self coming back. You smile back at him and nod your head.

“Alright, I suppose I’ll come to bed…” you say and he lifts his arms up in celebration.

“WOHOO!!” he exclaims, before leaning in and giving you a quick peck on the lips.

“Now do you wanna be big spoon or little spoon for tonight?” he grins at you as he excitedly drags you out of your chair.

Zoro

Honestly, the only reason why Zoro realized that you’re overworking yourself late into the night was because you kept waking him up when you crawled into bed in the late hours of the night. One night, as you try to sneak into bed, he groans and opens his eye.

“Y/N, are you alright?” he asks, his voice filled with sleep. His arms encircle you to pull you into his warm embrace and you close your eyes, the feeling of comfort being almost overwhelming after your many hours of reading.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I’ve just been studying… Robin found me some books to read on that last island we were at that I’ve been reading quite intensely. It’s really interesting but it’s a lot to take in.” you yawn and fix your position with your head on his chest. He lets out a deep hum and starts playing with your hair.

“You really shouldn’t overwork yourself, you know… If you’re constantly overworking yourself like that, how would you be able to be prepared for a sudden emergency? What if we got attacked right now? Of course, I’d protect you, but it’s important to take care of yourself too, especially when we’re living the life we’re living…” he starts stroking your cheek softly and you turn to look up at him. His face is somehow incredibly serious, yet still filled with love for you. It’s a look that no one but you will ever see.

“I promise Zoro, I promise I’ll try to take better care of myself…” you say, but you both know that it’s not quite that simple. You do love your studies a lot, even if it’s draining.

“Hmm. How about this: I’ll join you in the study, but every night at 10 pm I’ll drag you to the bedroom, no staying up late, no buts, no ‘I just have to study for 10 more minutes’, just straight to bed” he says. He’s giving you a sweet, tired smile and you feel your heart skip a beat.

You agree to his proposal and he even makes you do a pinky promise. From that night on, he joins you every single night, and every single night he brings you back to bed, just as promised, even if he has to carry you the whole way.

Nami

Nami understands just how you feel, having overworked herself a lot in the past. One night as you’re in your study the door opens and in she comes, carrying blankets and tea for the both of you.

“I figured I would join you, it’s getting kind of late anyways and I felt a little lonely” she says, a soft grin on her face. Nami knows very well how hard it is to change habits, and how frustrating it is to be confronted with having them, so she instead decides to “trick” you into going to sleep early.

She sits down next to you on the couch and wraps the blanket around the both of you, putting her arm through yours after she pours the tea into pretty little cups. What you don't know, however, is that the tea in question has a very small dose of melatonin in it that she got from Chopper earlier that day. When you finally start yawning, she changes your positions so that you’re leaning on her instead.

“Hey honey, what is that book you’re reading about?” she asks you as her fingers comb through your hair. You close your eyes and lean your head against hers and hum in contentment. You tell her what you’re currently studying and she nods, listening intensely, and when you start to yawn she giggles softly.

“You wanna go sleep?” she asks you and you nod.

“Mmm, but I’m so sleepy” you slur, sleep almost coming over you immediately. She gives you a quick kiss on the forehead and stands up.

“I’ll give you a piggyback ride to bed, but only if I get to be big spoon tonight” She winks at you and you roll your eyes. You agree to her suggestion and she picks you up effortlessly and eventually plops you down on your shared bed.

As she snuggles up behind you she gives you a kiss behind your ear and snuggles into your neck. Although she doesn't want you to overwork yourself, she doesn't mind how cute you get when you’re sleepy and almost falling asleep on her shoulders, and before she falls asleep she reminds herself that she should tell you to talk to Chopper about a melatonin prescription, for both of your sakes.

Usopp

Usopp had already noticed quite a while ago how you had overworked yourself recently, but he felt too awkward to confront you about it. After consulting Chopper about it, he decided it’s necessary for your own health. He decided, however, to do it in quite a roundabout way.

As you’re sitting on the lawn deck, building legos with Chopper and Luffy, Usopp approaches you.

“Hey Y/N!” he greets you and sits down next to you. “I was just wondering if you wanted to go watch a movie with me? I know it’s already a little late, but still?” he asks, smile beaming at you. You agree, and follow him to your shared room where he already had a little cozy setup for the two of you. You spare a quick glance at the time, it’s 11 p.m.

“So, what movie are we watching?” you ask him as the two of you cuddle up to each other underneath blankets. Usopp grins at you.

“I was thinking… The entire lord of the rings series!” he exclaims, shocking you. Lord of the rings?? Has Usopp ever mentioned being a fan of it??

“Are you sure?” you ask. “Isn’t it like, a really long series of movies?” you raise your eyebrows at him.

“I mean, it is 9 hours, but you’re always up late anyways, right? At least this way you’ll have fun!” he says enthusiastically. Oh.

“I mean, I’m usually studying at night-” you start, but Usopp shakes his head and cuts you off.

“And you need a break. Doctor’s orders.” he says and hands you a lazily written doctor's slip from Chopper. “Besides, you need to take it easier on yourself. Overworking yourself isn’t gonna make you study better, you know?” he says with a caress of your cheek. You lean in and give him a peck on the cheek.

“Okay, okay, I’ll take a break, but promise me that we’re not actually watching lord of the rings, please” you tease him. He laughs at you and hugs you into him.

“No, I was just kidding. We’re totally watching something else” he says. Without you knowing though, he silently shoves away his DVD copies of Lord of the rings under the mattress.

Usopp’s collection of Lord of the rings extended DVD edition will stay a secret for now.

Sanji

One night, after dinner was over, Sanji asked you to stay with him in the kitchen. You agreed, and when everyone else had left, he sat down across the table from you, resting his head on his hand.

“Y/N, my dearest, are you alright?” he asks you softly. You gulp.

“Oh, uhm, yeah I’m fine. Why are you asking so suddenly?” you respond awkwardly, twiddling with your thumbs. He reaches across the table to take your hands into his.

“I’ve noticed recently that you’ve been staying in the library all night. Are you sure you’re okay? You’re not overworking yourself?” he asks, concern strong in his voice. Your hands grip his, finding it hard to find the right words.

“I mean, I’ve just been studying a lot recently. It’s fine really” you explain, biting your lip, hoping that he will just let it go. You know Sanji better than that though. He sighs.

“Honey, I can see the dark circles under your eyes. Please don’t dismiss your own health” he whispers the last part, and you look down at the table, finding it hard to meet his eyes. He gets up from where he’s sitting and walks over to your side, pulling you up to stand in front of him. He gives you a tight hug and kisses you on top of the head.

“I know it’s hard, but please take better care of yourself, yeah?” he smiles down at you, and you can’t help but stare up at your handsome boyfriend in awe. The amount of love in his eyes baffles you.

“Alright, I’ll try to… Go to bed earlier I suppose…” you start. “But only if you get more sleep in the morning too, you shouldn’t have to wake up at 5 am” you pout at him. He can’t help but laugh at your cuteness before leaning down and giving you a soft kiss. His hands stay on your cheeks as he looks you in the eyes.

“Sounds like a deal to me.”

Robin

Robin, similarly to Nami, is gonna be your silent supporter. She is another one who fully understands you, and she frequently joins you during your late night studies. She also has by far the sneakiest way to get you to go to sleep at night.

You’re sitting in the library with Robin leaning against your right side, both of you reading your own book. You’re reading your book really intensely, but no matter how hard you try, the complicated text is incredibly hard to read. Damn those old philosophers and their roundabout ways of writing. You let out a big sigh in frustration and Robin giggles at your frustration.

“Are you alright, darling?” she asks you, eyes still on her own book and a slight smile on her face.

“Yeah, it’s just so hard to read this damn book” you grumble before letting out a frustrated yawn. You close your eyes and rub them, as if the text is gonna be easier to read after. Suddenly, you hear Robin next to you start yawning too.

“Oh my gosh, what time is it even?” she asks, looking down at her watch. “Oh, it’s midnight already…” she says, letting out another yawn. “What do you say, Y/N, do you wanna go to bed yet?” she asks you, pulling a hair strand from your face to the back of your ear.

“Hmmm, I’d like to read a little more first” you say, stretching your arms and legs. She nods and moves to lay her head in your lap as you both return to your books.

Barely any time later, Robin lets out another big yawn, making you yawn too. You rub your eyes again, feeling them get drier and drier by the minute, but you’re determined to finish this chapter. She lets out yet another big yawn, making you repeat the action once again just a few seconds later. She drops the book on her face to hide her smile. Victory is almost here! Now just to make you admit that you’re tired!

“Dearest, I really think we should go to bed” she says, sitting up. “You’re yawning like crazy” She pokes your cheek to get your attention. You’re yawning like crazy?? Then what was she just doing this whole time? You give her a sigh of defeat, and she giggles.

“Come on now, Y/N, let’s go to bed” She takes your hand, leading you away from the library, books left face down on the bench you had been sitting on.

Law

As the king of overworking himself, he knows exactly how you feel. Thankfully though you both have each other, sitting either across the room from each other, or right next to one another almost every night as you study your things. At a certain point though, Law will usually be the one to drag you both to bed. Even he can’t stay up as often and as much as you do.

“Y/N-ya… Come on, it’s time to go to bed” he groans, standing next to where you’re sitting by your desk. You hum, not really ready to go to bed yet. Law rolls his eyes at you.

“You know, as both your doctor and your captain, it’s not a request. It’s a demand” he says, trying to sound intimidating. You both know that he can’t intimidate you, though.

“Mmm, just a little more” you say with a yawn, still looking at your papers that are thrown across the whole desk. He rolls his eyes at you and picks you up and throws you over his shoulder. A yelp of surprise comes from your moth and he chuckles at you.

“What? If you’re not going to sleep willingly I’m just going to have to force you right?” he says teasingly. You relax in his grip, knowing that there’s no point in fighting your captain anymore.

As Law gets to your shared room, he gently places you on the bed and boops your nose.

“No more ignoring your captain, okay?” he says sternly. You shake your head and reach up to peck his nose before laying down properly.

“But you get so cute when you’re serious” you giggle at him. His mouth opens in shock, cheeks turning pink, before pretending like he didn’t hear your comment and climbing into bed with you.

You both may be going to bed at 4 am, but at least you’re not alone, you get the company of your cute captain.

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kaisers-house-of-desires · 1 year

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Can I request korekiyo shinguji x male reader that acts like riddle rosehearts?

Can the kinks be toy use and bondage ♡´･ᴗ･`♡?

Sorry I don't really have a story plot but m!reader is the bottom, and they are still part of the killing game

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Welcome, patron! Thank you for being the first request in Kaiser’s House of Desires! No need to worry of a plot, just enjoy yourself as I deliver your request~

Title: Taming the Prince

Characters: Top!Korekiyo Shinguji x Bottom!m!reader

Contains: Toy usage(vibrator, cock ring, sybian), bondage, begging, slight degradation, some praise, orgasm denial, despair DR

Fandom: Danganronpa V3: Killing Harmony

Full request below the cut

All characters are 18+

MINORS, FEM ALIGNED, AGELESS/BLANK BLOGS DNI

“Eyes up here.”

It was almost difficult to hear his voice over the sound of the machine he had on. Korekiyo stood above you, holding a remote that was wired to the device you straddled on, the machine vibrating at such speeds, stimulating the toy inside of you that it nearly sent you doubling over with bliss. It would have been an easier position to stay in anyway had your arms been free, but instead, the Anthropologist had them comfortably tied back, making it, to your (dis)pleasure, easier to remain upright on the toy.

Your back arched back some as he upped the speed for a moment, a way to tease you as let out a small gasp between pleasured breaths. You composed yourself, glaring up at him.

“I-I hope you’re enjoying yourself!” you spat. Despite his mask, you could see that his eyes curved in such a shit-eating-grin way.

“Oh, I don’t think you should be speaking like that…” Korekiyo knelt down, meeting your trembling height. “I mean look at you…Hips rocking, cock twitching…” Extending a hand, one of Korekiyo’s gloved fingers slowly traced down along your shaft, glossing over the small egg vibrator toy that was delicately taped into position before stopping at the cock ring that decorated the base of your shaft and kept you from expelling any seed without his order. “Do not think I’m unaware of your actions, my sweet prince. You desire this as much as I do.”

“T-The hell are you going—ah~—o-on about?”

You could see his mask wrinkle from his lips smirking underneath. “I’ve heard you at night. As I walk by your dorm, you may think you’re quiet, yet I still heard the soft uttering of your desire, your desire to let loose all inhibitions and control and have someone ravish you to no end~”

You tried to recall what exactly he was talking about, but soon you remembered the nights that the stress overtook you. After all, being in a killing game was no relaxing feat; knowing you could die at any point, how you had to be wary around everyone, peek around every corner. This wasn’t living, and you found out that the fantasy of someone topping you was the best way to deal with that stress when you got your hands on a simple dildo you got from the casino, which you tried not to question.

“Your gentle begging for whatever you were using to go harder was so adorable~ How could I pass by the opportunity to assist someone knowing my knowledge of pleasure?” Sparing you a moment, he turned the machine off, earning a whine from you as you panted softly.

“So…y-you wait around like some creep…”

“Quite the opposite…” As he spoke, Korekiyo fished around in his pocket after putting the sybian’s controller in one hand. “I wait for needy little sluts like you to come to me asking for assistance~”

Before you could give a snarky response back, a button was clicked and vibrations emitted from the egg toy on your cock, earning Korekiyo a sweet moan from you as you ground your hips against the sybian’s insert.

Yes you came to him for help, but you had written it on a note, too stubborn(or embarrassed) to say it into words. That’s how you ended up here after all, but you were too blissed out to full remember that by this point.

“K-Korekiyo…~! Stop this…d-device at once! I swear I’ll have your he—a-ahh~!!”

The sybian activated at high speeds before you could finish your threat, immediately silencing you. Your mind nearly went blank trying to process both toys at once, but your body would take care of that for you, rocking your hips to gain the friction of the insert within you while your cock twitched from the overwhelming pleasure.

“Oh none of that now, dear. Why don’t you just be a good boy and moan for me. Maybe even beg me to cum while you’re at it. Unless you still want to be a brat~”

Waves of ecstasy clouded any form of thought, your moans soon being the only thing you could hear amongst all the other sounds. This was pure bliss, a fantasy come true, and with that in mind you were quick to crumble.

“K-Korekiyo…~ K-Kiyo~!!”

If you could bounce along this thing you would, wishing you could feel the stretching of something moving deep within you and using that pretty asshole of yours.

“Yes, dear? What is it~?”

“W-Wanna cum…p-please! P-Please let me cum!”

“Oh…the prince wants to cum…how pathetic~” He first turned the sybian up before following through with the egg, both devices loudly vibrating into the air and causing you to shriek from the overwhelming stimulation. “After your behavior, maybe you should just sit there and think about what you’ve done…”

“N-No!!” You begged, rapidly shaking your head. Your eyes were wide, wet with tears pricking the corners as you panted heavily. “P-Please! I’m—I’m sorry, Kiyo! P-Please just let me cum! I-I’ll behave I promise!”

Without a word, Korekiyo knelt down to the cock ring, his hand hovering over the object as he chuckled from your pathetic whimpering and silent begging. He had to first admire your trembling form before unclasping the ring, warmth rushing from your shaft to your body as you released your seed with a silent scream. Your back arched back to a concerning degree, but luckily for you, that’s where Korekiyo moved to to avoid being dirtied by your release, holding you steady to ride out your high before slowly turning off the machines.

He chuckled lowly as your body went slack, chest shallowly rising as you attempted to catch your breath. Through his mask, he kissed your forehead, his thumb running over your cheek, relishing the way your spent body appeared after the session.

“That’s my good boy~”

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AF2 Profile

Liberta

Personal Info

Age: “Everyone teases me about being childish, but I’m actually 19 years old.”

Height: “I’m 176 cm! But I can definitely grow taller, you know?”

Birthday: “I think…I heard it was sometime in May.”

Zodiac: “I think May means I’m a Taurus. Bulls sure are cool!”

Position: “I’m part of Intelligence, so if you need someone to gather information, just leave it to us!”

Other: “Actually, I haven’t done any Intelligence-like jobs lately. It’s been a while since I’ve stayed in Regalo for this long.”

Comments

About Nordia, the Capital of Water: I hear Nordia is made up of many islands and has canals instead of roads. And then have a festival for masks. You know how much I love masks! Ahh, I’m so excited!

Introduce Yourself: I’m the sailor who loves freedom, Liberta! 19 years old! And I’m done being called a fool, or an idiot, or a moron!

Recent Interests: That would be telling kids my “Liberta the Hero” stories. I’m actually starting to run out of ideas though.

Role in the Organization: You want to know about the Intelligence Division that I’m a part of? From investigating our allies, to negotiating with foreign countries, and even propaganda. We handle anything to do with gathering intelligence.

A Word to the Heroine: I’ve always thought you were cute, but now I think you’re uhh…well um…hot… *unintelligible*

Cast Comment (Liberta’s CV, Jun Fukuyama): Hello, everyone! Congrats on finishing the route! I’m Jun Fukuyama, the voice of Liberta in Arcana Famiglia 2. So everyone, how did you find this installment? Oh, you want to know why I sound so excited? Well, it’s because we just finished recording! It was a lot of work. As for exactly how much, I’ve been at this for one, two, three, four, five…about ten hours now! Well, obviously not all in one day. But anyway now we’re at Arcana Famiglia 2. Though technically we had Arcana Famiglia first, and then Vascello Fantasma, and then Festa Regalo, but this one’s Arcana Famiglia 2. If you want to know why it’s not called “due”… (TN: he was mumbling a lot here so I didn’t catch it. But made some Dante-level joke about “due” and “two”). Anyway, I had a lot of fun during the recording. And we even have new characters, new characters with routes this time. I’m sure there’s a lot of surprises about what each of the characters are like and how the Tarocco works, so if you’ve only done Liberta’s so far— *beep-boop* Oh whoops, I kicked something on accident, sorry. *laughing* Uh, then I hope you’ll get to the other ones soon too. There’s some super unexpected twists, so I really hope you’ll see them for yourselves. Then for anyone who did Liberta last, what did you think of him? Did you like him? Isn’t he great? I really wanted to be with Felicita, so I really liked the good ending for his route. Anyway, if I keep talking this’ll never end, so we’ll leave it there. Thank you everyone! This was Jun Fukuyama, the voice of Liberta!

Nova

Personal Info

Age: “I’m 16 years old. I’m older now…but I still don’t like pickles.”

Height: “You don’t have to look so curious about it. I’ll just tell you. I’m 168 cm.”

Birthday: “My birthday is October 25th. I’d be happy if you remembered…”

Zodiac: “I’m a Scorpio. Oh right, didn’t you say you wanted to hear the rest of the story about the constellation?”

Position: “I’m the executive of the Chalices serie, which is in charge of security. And for the record, I am not actually a ‘samurai’.”

Other: “My parents weren’t strict with me at first. I think they were also acting in my best interests.”

Comments

About Nordia, the Capital of Water: Arriving at a new place can help you feel refreshed. I hope you’ll find something new in Nordia too. I’ll be with you the whole way.

Introduce Yourself: Hey, don’t pretend like you don’t know me. I’m Nova. I don’t feel like I’ve changed, but I think the Chalices members don’t tease me as much as they used to.

Recent Interests: I’d say buying new clothes. Why? Well I’m taller now so I don’t fit into my old ones anymore.

Role in the Organization: As the Executive of the Chalices and a member of the Family, I’m in charge of security for the mansion first and foremost, but also the entire island. Besides that, we also inspect the buildings under the Family’s jurisdiction.

A Word to the Heroine: You weren’t that reliable at first, but now you’ve grown into a trustworthy executive. Everyone has to grow to improve. And I’m not talking about my height.

Cast Comment (Nova’s CV, Tsubasa Yonaga): “Nova here. I’m happy that we got to meet again.” Hi there! I’m Tsubasa Yonaga and I played Nova in Arcana Famiglia 2. Congratulations on clearing his route. Sooo, how was it? Hmm, you know, if you ask me, I think Nova-kun’s gotten soft hahaha. Right? While playing as Nova, I was kind of surprised by how sweet he can be. So if you also found him cute or fell for him at all, it’d also make me happy. On the other hand, if you missed him being a tsundere, then you can go back to the original Arcana Famiglia haha. Then if you feel like seeing his sweet side again, then come back here to Arcana Famiglia 2. He’s just such a sweetheart. And another thing I’m sure you were all surprised about. But Nova looks different now, right? I think he might be the one who changed the most. I sure was surprised. He’s sure grown up into a handsome young man. But he actually hasn’t changed much on the inside. I find his hostility kind of cute. And I’m also really happy that I got to play Nova for all of you again. I hope you’ll keep playing and have fun getting to know the new characters of Arcana Famiglia too. Anyway, I hope we’ll get to meet again in the future. I think there’s still more to come from Arcana Famiglia, so I hope you’ll continue to support the series! Anyway, that’s all from me, Tsubasa Yonaga, the voice of Nova in Arcana Famiglia 2. “I hope we see each other again.”

Debito

Personal Info

Age: “I’m 24. The age where you have the perfect mix of refinement and allure. Want to see me change up close?”

Height: “I’m 180. I’ve had these clothes for two years now. …Don’t think I’ll be growing anymore.”

Birthday: “It’s September 20th. I’ll be looking forward to your gift of amore.”

Zodiac: “…It’s Virgo. Meaning what I love most, lovely young ladies like you, Bambina.”

Position: “I’m executive of the Coins serie, which is in charge of distribution. …I’m best known as one who spreads love.”

Other: “So, Bambina. How many casinos do you think there are? If you don’t know, I can’t take you to see them.”

Comments

About Nordia, the Capital of Water: A festival for both handicrafts and nice scenery… Sounds like there’s tons to see. Usually I’d be overseeing sales for events like this, but I guess showing you around will be my job this time.

Introduce Yourself: When it comes to Regalo men, you won’t find a more perfect example than me, Debito. It’s worth keeping in mind. Actually, only the good things in life are worth remembering. And by good things, I mean amore.

Recent Interests: Teaching others how to be popular isn’t anything new. Drinking and investigating crimes are also things I’ve done for a while now. Oh, I guess messing with the newbies is new for me.

Role in the Organization: As the Executive of the Coins, I deal with distribution in the island in a bunch of different ways. I also manage the flow of money at the casinos and some other things on top of that. If you’re interested, I don’t mind taking you along. If that’s what you want.

A Word to the Heroine: I’m sure everyone has been praising your performance at work. You can take that at face value. But you should also say how much you appreciate me in return.

Cast Comment (Debito’s CV, Hiroyuki Yoshino): Hello, it’s been a while. This is Hiroyuki Yoshino from Sigma Seven. I provided the voiceover for Debito. Hmm, how many games has it been now? It’s called “2”, but there’s actually been way more than that. I think that stuff has been gradually…like the developments from previous games and what made Debito appealing before…well I’m sure everyone’s impressions are different, but if you go through Debito’s route I think you’ll surprisingly find that it’s leading up to…hm how do you put it? Simply, I feel like he doesn’t get involved as frequently. Basically, he sort of grows cold once he’s in a relationship. Bye-bye!

Pace

Personal Info

Age: “I’m twenty…something. Oh right, I’m 26!”

Height: “My height is 187cm! I can lift up someone of your height easy.”

Birthday: “It’s in July, the 29th! I’m definitely a summer person too!”

Zodiac: “I’m a Leo! Rawr! So, a lion! I’m gonna eat you! …Haha.”

Position: “I’m the Executive of the Clubs, which is in charge of inspections. I can inspect anything!”

Other: “Lasaagna, ahh lasagna, lasaagna. Mama taught me how to do ‘haikus’. Did I do it right?”

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About Nordia, the Capital of Water: Nordia is known as an archipelago and has a lot of islands. And they have a suuuuper scary governer. Hehe. She might not like me saying that. But it’s a great place, so I’m sure you’ll like it.

Introduce Yourself: My name is Pace! I love both Ojou and lasagna! I’m also the Deputy Chief Executive, and…the lord’s son. Well anyway, I’ve got a ton of titles.

Recent Interests: Maybe customizing dishes to suit my tastes? Just throw a little something in and it’s my own unique spin! Wanna try?

Role in the Organization: I’m the Executive of the Coins, and the Deputy Chief Executive. I take care of stuff when Dante’s not at the mansion. Other than that I do…daily patrols? Hey! It’s not all just eating!

A Word to the Heroine: You’ve gotten really strong, Ojou. I’m always on the receiving end of it. Ah wait, I don’t mean the kicks! You’re always giving me the strength to make it to tomorrow. Thanks for everything, Ojou.

Cast Comment (Pace’s CV, Tomokazu Sugita): “Lasagna!” Congrats. I’m hungry. I’m Tomokazu Sugita and I played Pace. The recording’s all done now. I didn’t think there would be so many puns. I mean, I read it beforehand but actually voicing it feels completely different. Don’t worry, us VAs will take the fall. Anyway, I’m sure you’ve been waiting a long time for Arcana Famiglia 2. It’s always been about the Tarocco, and how it was implied that there were more. The Tower did show up before. And the the Magician in Vascello Fantasma. I always wondered what would happen after Vascello Fantasma, but we actually got even more characters! The Star being a girl surprised me the most. But I feel like we still don’t have all of them. I think? Kind of like the Egyptian gods, but I guess that’s different. Well, if you’ve cleared the game, I’m sure you know how your ending went. But there’s three of them that I recorded for, so I hope you do them all. Ahh, after all that I’m pretty hungry now. A said lasagna this, lasagna that so many times I feel really attached to it now. Actually I made lasagna twice before. Uh, or I guess I had it made for me? Haha… Anyway, to wrap up, I hope you’ll keep supporting Arcana Famiglia. Lasagna!

Luca

Personal Info

Age: “Um, right now…I’m 29. I’m just about to hit the age where I’ll look the most mature.”

Height: “I’m 176cm. It might be my imagination, but I feel like I’m shrinking…”

Birthday: “It’s December 6th. It’s the same day as the death of the bishop Saint Nicolas of Myra.”

Zodiac: “I’m a Sagittarius. Didn’t I tell you the story of the centaur when you were young? Yes, when we pretended to ride horses!”

Position: “Right now I’m your attendant and Papa’s secretary. So I’m actually quite busy.”

Other: “Everyday, I get to perform experiments and make dolce for Ojou-sama… This is truly the meaning of living a peaceful life.”

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About Nordia, the Capital of Water: The gondolas in Nordia are famous. Have you heard of them? They’re the small boats that travel along the canals. Oh, we should ride on one together while we’re in Nordia! It’s a promise, Ojou-sama.

Introduce Yourself: I’m Luca. As you know, I am your attendant. Wait, why are you shaking your head? Ojou-sama!?

Recent Interests: Making dolce I suppose? Ever since we came to the mansion, more and more people have been requesting sweets for afternoon tea. But I’ll do it if I get to see everyone smile!

Role in the Organization: I’d say my role is being Ojou-sama’s attendant. I believe doing what’s best for Ojou-sama also makes the rest of the Family happy, after all.

A Word to the Heroine: No matter where you are, I believe you should take it one step at a time. I can’t be careless either. I’ll put in the effort, so will you allow me to stay by your side?

Cast Comment (Luca’s CV, Yuichi Nakamura): Hello everyone, Nakamura here. Oh, I’m the one who played Luca. Uhh, I guess I don’t know what order you would have cleared Luca in. I might get sad if I tried to guess… Some people might have cleared several endings already, or Luca might have been their first route. How was it? Arcana Famiglia 2? It’s been quite a while since the first Arcana Famiglia. I’m not even sure how many years it’s been. Frm a recording standpoint. The recording’s been done for a while now, and I don’t know when it’ll reach all of you. But it’s cold out right now. And when we recorded Vascello Fantasma, it was… Actually maybe I shouldn’t say. Am I even allowed to say? Haha. Probably shouldn’t say too much. Anyway, I’m supposed to reflect and talk a bit here. Hm, I wouldn’t know which endings or what routes you’ve seen so hmm. I guess there aren’t as many short scenes like before, and the lines are more story based. I think we recorded things more or less in order too, and that made it easier to get the emotions down. I’m not sure if that’s better from a player’s perspective. Like if it makes sense to have this conversation at this affection level, but it is one approach. It was easier though, so I hope you’ll enjoy this game too. The other characters and Luca. And a lot of the characters have…I don’t know if I’d say “bad ends” but there are some not that good endings. For Luca too. We had lots of discussions about it. Me with the staff. Like if he can’t talk, then do I need to talk? Shouldn’t he and Felicita be communicating with his expressions instead? And isn’t that what Felicita does and what makes her unique? That’s what I told them anyway. Not that I don’t want to talk. I just wondered if the scenes would be more impactful without voiceover. Wouldn’t that make the consequences more severe? But they said it was from Luca’s POV, so I guess that makes sense. Well anyway if you happen to agree with me, there’s a feedback card and a link on their webpage so you can let them know what you think. Maybe we’ll get a revised version. Hahaha. But anyway, the story is how it is because a lot of people came together. So there’s a lot of ways to enjoy Arcana Famiglia, you know. Anyway, this Yuichi Nakamura. I hope we meet again sometime. Is there even anymore time? Okay, bye!

Dante

Personal Info

Age: “I’m 39 years old. It’s the age when a man has experienced both the ups, downs, and everything in between in life.

Height: “I’m 199cm. It’s not bad being this height, but I always need to get my clothes tailored to fit.”

Birthday: “My birthday is April 9th. Whenever spring comes around, it makes me realize that my age is catching up with me.”

Zodiac: “I’m an Aries. I hear many commanders have the same sign, but what do you think? ‘Sheep are cute’, you say? …I-I see.”

Position: “I am in charge of both the Intelligence division and the executives of all the serie. Though I feel Intelligence suits me better.”

Other: “Lately, I go fishing nearby when we go out to sea. At this rate, my reputation as a former pirate will be tarnished.”

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About Nordia, the Capital of Water: It’s a city where you could learn a lot. The governor especially is a proud and eccentric woman. Though personally, I would rather you didn’t imitate her completely…

Introduce Yourself: I am Dante. You couldn’t forget this bald head of mine even if you tried. Haha! As long as I manage to leave an impression on you.

Recent Interests: Coming up with more puns, I suppose? But none of them seem to be landing lately. Maybe a siesta is all I need for a pun fiesta… Just kidding! (TN: original pun was on “neta” meaning both “joke” and “slept”)

Role in the Organization: I’m the Chief Executive of the Family. My job is to lead both the Intelligence division and the other executives. I’m no advisor, but feel free to ask me for advice on anything!

A Word to the Heroine: We can all tell how much of a hardworker you are, Ojou-san. But we also do worry whether you’re pushing yourself too hard. I’m always here to talk if things get difficult. No matter what it is, I’ll be sure to listen.

Cast Comment (Dante’s CV, Jurota Kosugi): This is Jurota Kosugi, and I voiced Dante. Sooo, what did you think of Arcana Famigia 2? Since it’s the second one, it really feels like the world of Arcana Famiglia got bigger. I think there’s multiple reasons for that, but I feel like the scenario had a lot more depth to it. I felt like a lot of the lines had some deep meaning to them. And as I’m sure you’re all aware, they’ve added quite a few new characters. We got some new friends, so that sure makes the world seem bigger too. And for me personally, we sure got a lot more of the younger Dante in Arcana Famiglia 2. Oh and this isn’t a spoiler, but while we were recording the director would tell me stuff like “this is the old one” and “this is the young one”. So they were differentiated but, I wonder if you all could actually tell hahaha. I did try to make the old one and the ~*young one*~ sound different, so I hope you could sort of tell haha. Anyway, I think it would take a lot of time for someone to experience all of Arcana Famiglia 2, but there’s no need to rush! I hope you’ll take your time and play through it as many times as it takes. So please have fun with Arcana Famiglia. This was Jurota Kosugi, the voice of Dante!

Jolly

Personal Info

Age: “You want to know my age? …You sure are full of curiosity, Ojou-sama. In that case, come to my office later and I’ll tell you.”

Height: “I doubt you will gain anything by knowing that, but I’ll tell you. I’m 184cm.”

Birthday: “It’s March 8th, but I don’t particularily care. What matters is what you do after you are born.”

Zodiac: “I’m a Pisces. …Perhaps I have some connection with sea creatures.”

Position: “I serve Mondo as the Family’s advisor. But it appears that’s not what you wanted to hear.”

Other: “There are more flowers in my laboratory as of late. Perhaps someone is being kind enough to provide me with more materials for my research.”

Comments

About Nordia, the Capital of Water: It resembles Regalo, but I suppose its abundance in water makes it distinct. And its governor. As a woman in power, she is sure to be a good influence on you as our future Donna. I look forward to see how you may change after meeting her.

Introduce Yourself: Isn’t it a little late for introductions? I’m Jolly. If you want to know more, then you’ll have to come see me privately. I’ll take my time answering your questions.

Recent Interests: I enjoy alchemy in the purest sense. Hmph, if you doubt me then come and visit my lab.

Role in the Organization: I’m the advisor. But lately, I have been entrusting those duties to my assistant instead of performing them myself. But I’m not abandoning my post. This is simply in case of an emergency.

A Word to the Heroine: It’s suprising how much can change in a year. Though I suppose our relationship hasn’t changed all that much. However, I would like it to. As you learn more about me, I’ll learn more about you. Now, why don’t we see what happens?

Cast Comment (Jolly’s CV, Koji Yusa): Hello, this is Koji Yusa and I voiced Jolly. Thank you all for clearing his route. There sure were a lot of difficulties this time around. The Jolly fans really had it rough. Did you see all the endings yet? Personally I wanted to let ‘em have it over what happened, but I guess we can save that for next time. Hmm, what else… Oh, I was in some of the other character’s routes so I guess I saw some of those two. But I feel like they were especially harsh on Jolly. I wonder how you all felt about that… Is it what you wanted? If it’s not then maybe you can send in that you don’t want them to be mean to him and to fix his eyes and such. I’d appreciate it too. Then maybe we can see each other again someday. Thank you! This was Koji Yusa, the voice of Jolly.

Ash

Personal Info

Age: “I’m 17. Same age as you. Right, Strawberry Head?”

Height: “I’m 180cm. I don’t know what it is when I’m a tiger… But it’s definitely over two meters, right?”

Birthday: “It’s February 3rd. I used to celebrate every year with Joshua and the skeletons.”

Zodiac: “I’m an Aquarius. …I don’t know much about star signs. Huh? There should be a tiger one? Don’t make fun of me!”

Position: “I’m the inheritor of Vascello Fantasma. I’m just sticking around for the time being. Don’t forget that.”

Other: “The people on this island keep coming up to my ghost ship since they’ve never seen one before. It’s not a tourist attraction!”

Comments

About Nordia, the Capital of Water: Nordia? Oh yeah, I heard it was that little city with the canals running through it. If you’re curious, I’ll take you. My ship can get us there within three days. If I feel like it, that is.

Introduce Yourself: I’m Ash. The Vascello Fantasma ship belongs to me. But I’m staying in Regalo for now… Hey, you got something to say!?

Recent Interests: The best way to eat apples. But they’re usually used in dolce, so you don’t see them in main courses often.

Role in the Organization: I ended up as the assistant advisor. Huh? You want to know what I do? …To put it honestly, I’m just that damn Sunglasses’s lackey…

A Word to the Heroine: I didn’t know you a year ago. But even I can tell that you worked real hard to get to where you are now, Strawberry Head.

Cast Comment (Ash’s CV, Nobuhiko Okamoto): Hello, I’m Nobuhiko Okamato, the voice of Ash. So, how was it playing the game? There were a variety of new characters, but personally I was most interested in Vir. And Ash actually said the name Vir Ingeniosus in the previous game, and now we finally know more about that mystery. So no wonder he’s so strong. And a lot of things ended up being connected. Oh and I’m sure you know from playing his route, but there’s a part where Ash leaves for a bit and comes back in a few years. I’m actually pretty curious about what happened with Ash and Felicita during that time when they couldn’t see each other. I wonder how they worked it out long distance. Anyway, I’m sure there’s more Arcana Famiglia to come and I’d appreciate all your support. Thank you!

Mondo

Personal Info

Age: “I’m 59. Almost in my sixties. It’s about time to give serious thought to handing over the torch.”

Height: “I should be 195cm. Haha, I wouldn’t seem as commanding if I wasn’t this tall.”

Birthday: “It’s April 1st. Thinking of my birthday reminds me of when I announced the Duello.”

Zodiac: “I’m an Aries. I suppose I do have the typical traits like being straightforward and a short temper.”

Position: “I’m the Papa of Arcana Famiglia. My duty is to lead the Family towards a bright future.”

Other: “To think my daughter would want to go abroad… I suppose this is her time to leave the nest… But, I still think it’s too early!”

Comments

About Nordia, the Capital of Water: I just came back from a trip there a few days ago, but it’s a charming archipelago that’s completely different from Regalo. You should visit too. It’ll be a good experience. …You want to go on a couple’s retreat? No! You’re too young for that!

Introduce Yourself: As you know, I am the Papa of Arcana Famiglia, Mondo. In order to fulfill my daughter’s wish, I intend to maintain my position for as long as I can.

Recent Interests: Being affectionate towards my daughter! …Although my attempts always end in failure when I am driven off by a kick. Won’t you please understand how I feel, my dear daughter!?

Role in the Organization: As the head of the Family, my job is to lead the organization. I always have the final say. My actions are with the Family’s best interests in mind.

A Word to the Heroine: You do seem to face nothing but hardships. But that’s exactly why I wish for your happiness. I say this not as the leader of the Family, but as your father.

Cast Comment (Mondo’s CV, Fumihiko Tachiki): Welcome, hello, good evening. I’m the voice of Mondo, Fumihiko Tachiki. Welcome, welcome, welcome to Arcana Famiglia 2! Anyway, good work for getting this far. We’re far from done though. So I hope you’ll keep enjoying Arcana Famiglia even more. Now why am I saying all this right now? Well, that’s because we just finished recording for the amazing game that is sArcana Famiglia 2. And I hope this kind of raw…uh, not raw…organic message will help you enjoy the game even more. Anyway I hope you keep enjoying the Arcana Famiglia world, characters, and voice actors. Thank you! And Happy New Year!

Sumire

Personal Info

Age: “You really shouldn’t ask a woman her age… How about I turn the question around. How old do I look to you?”

Height: “My height is 174cm. Haha, that’s when I’m wearing my boots mind you.”

Birthday: “It’s January 1st. Where I’m from, you turn one year older the moment the New Year starts. I’m not sure if it’s still like that though.”

Zodiac: “I’m a Capricorn. But that’s not based on the day I was actually born, so perhaps that doesn’t match. Haha.”

Position: “I’m the Family’s Mama. You can talk to me if you’re ever having any trouble.”

Other: “I’d like some new flowers for the rose garden. I’ve been enjoying gardening recently.”

Comments

About Nordia, the Capital of Water: We have long received goodwill from Nordia. It is a lovely place that is abundant in water. And above all, they have a wonderful governer. You could learn a lot there.

Introduce Yourself: I am Sumire, the Mama of this Family. Introducing myself to you after all this time has me feeling a little shy.

Recent Interests: I’ve taken a liking to chicken dishes lately. I wonder how it should best be cooked? Idealy, it should have good flavor, but not result in any weight gain…

Role in the Organization: Hmm… I suppose that would be supporting Mondo in his position as Papa. And fortune telling, though I’ve done that for a long time. I consult the Tarocco to determine its will. That’s an important job that only I can do.

A Word to the Heroine: You’ve grown strong. And you have someone who cherishes you. So you’ll be alright. I hope the two of you will work together towards your future. That is what Mondo and I both want from you.

Cast Comment (Sumire’s CV, Kikuko Inoue): I’m Kikuko Inoue and I voiced Sumire. I’m 17 years old, yes I am! So, how was Arcana Famiglia 2? For me, the script for this game was quite interesting so it was really exciting to work on. Sumire’s kindness and strength as a mother, along with her strict outlook on life came through a lot in her lines. And a lot of the scenes left a strong impression on me. She had a difficult past, but that didn’t matter! She did her best to push forward to the future. I really hope that you all will see that through playing the game. And I even got to play Felicita’s kids! It really is one of the perks of being a voice actor. So I hope you’ll enjoy experiencing that too! Thank you so much, everyone!

Vir

Personal Info

Age: “Exactly how I look. Perhaps 25 or 26. …You think I’m lying? Hm, perhaps.”

Height: “My height is 175cm. I look perfect standing next to Neve.”

Birthday: “I believe it is October 9th. It is quite a comfortable season, which I enjoy.”

Zodiac: “I’m a Libra. They are said to value nobility and are skilled at keeping their emotions in check… Haha, it looks like you have something to say about that.”

Position: “I am but a humble merchant from Nordia. I really have no idea why I’ve been summonded to the mansion.”

Other: “I enjoy painting and earning money. Besides that, I suppose I am fond of my own name as well.”

Comments

About Nordia, the Capital of Water: If I wasn’t so attached to Nordia, I wouldn’t be a merchant. Haha, no need to worry. You’ll come to visit one day It’s written in fate.

Introduce Yourself: I’ll keep it brief. My name is Vir. I’m a merchant. …Is there anything else you’d like to ask?

Recent Interests: Perhaps it comes from being a merchant, but I am quite fond of paintings. I am always drawn to lovely works of art.

Role in the Organization: I’m a merchant affiliated with Nordia. Nothing more, nothing less. Though it doesn’t look like you believe me.

A Word to the Heroine: I’ve long foreseen that I would come to this island. It was under the guidance of the Tarocco. I look forward to meeting you, Ojou-sama.

Cast Comment (Vir’s CV, Daisuke Hirakawa): Hello, this is Daisuke Hirakawa and I played Vir. Congratulations on clearing the game. How was it? Did you enjoy Arcana Famiglia 2? Oh, and what routes have you played and what was Vir like in what you’ve seen so far? He’s a shady character, but I feel like he changes a lot. So if you haven’t played all the routes yet, I hope you’ll try them out and see all the different sides to Vir. The characters aside from Vir are great too, so I hope you’ll keep enjoying all Arcana Famiglia 2 has to offer and supporting the series. Congrats again for clearing the game. Thank you! This was Daisuke Hirakawa.

Sera

Personal Info

Age: “I’m 18. So one year older than you. I hope we get along.”

Height: “I’m 179cm. You know a lot of people taller than that, so do I seem short to you?”

Birthday: “It’s July 12th. A birthday can be considered a turning point. It’s an opportunity to reflect.”

Zodiac: “My sign is Cancer. I thought I might talk about what Cancers are known for, but I guess that’s not very romantic.”

Position: “I suppose that would be my status as the only son of Nordia’s governor. Though I’ve been abroad…”

Other: “In Nordia, it is said that those skilled in gunmanship are dexterous. How about where you’re from?”

Comments

About Nordia, the Capital of Water: Even the Capital of Water has some downsides. But I do think it’s a good city. If you ever visit, would you let me show you around?

Introduce Yourself: My name is Serafino. You can call me Sera. I’m usually focused on my studies while in Nordia, but I understand that’s not very interesting.

Recent Interests: I enjoy buying glass trinkets at the places we visit. I found a very nice key dish the other day. It had good color and shape. A real high quality piece.

Role in the Organization: I’m the son of Nordia’s governor. Right now, I’m traveling with Vir so I can see the world from a variety of perspectives.

A Word to the Heroine: I’ll be staying with you all for a short time. I hope you’ll get along with Teo and Neve too. Me? Of course. It’s nice to meet you, signorina.

Cast Comment (Sera’s CV, Yuki Ono): Congratulations on clearing the game! I’m Yuki Ono and I voiced Sera. Thank you, and congrats! *clapping* Hmm, so you have to clear the game to listen to this recording, so I think I can talk about what happened. Let’s see, I think what I like most about Arcana Famiglia would be how the towns look. I’ve got a panorama of the town with me right now, and I really like this illustration. It’s got all these white buildings, and you’ve got a view of the sea and the mountains too. I really like it. And I also had a lot of fun getting to know the world of Arcana Famiglia 2 along with all of you. I hope we get to meet again someday. Again, congratulations on clearing. This was the voice of Sera, Yuki Ono. Yaaaay! *clapping*

Teo

Personal Info

Age: “You think I look around 14? We can go with that then! No point thinking about it too hard.”

Height: “…I’m 163cm. It helps me maneuver more easily.”

Birthday: “I think it was in the summer. But I don’t really remember.”

Zodiac: “I think I’m a Cancer. But I like shrimp more. Now I want some shrimp!!”

Position: “I’m a merchant who works with Vir. Anything you want to buy from us?”

Other: “You think I talk weird? Don’t be dumb. It’s something uniquely me!”

Comments

About Nordia, the Capital of Water: I don’t really like the place. Sure, the canals are pretty but that’s about it. Really! That’s it!

Introduce Yourself: I’m Teo. I travel around with Vir. Nobody beats me when it comes to dealing with customers or transporting products!

Recent Interests: I love looking for the places with the best shrimp dishes wherever we travel to! I love shrimp!

Role in the Organization: I had one before, but that doesn’t matter anymore. I’m just a merchant from Nordia. What else do I need to say?

A Word to the Heroine: I’m just going where Vir goes. I don’t plan on being friends… But if you treat me to some shrimp, I’ll think about it.

Cast Comment (Teo’s CV, Ryota Osaka): I’m Ryota Osaka, the voice of Teo. Congratulations on clearing the game. Teo can be quite a handful and is like a little brother to the heroine. I hope you all were able to give him a warm welcome and had fun being like a big sister to him. Umm, anyway, I played Teo in Arcana Famiglia 2 but I actually had a small role in one of the previous games. I never thought I’d get the chance to play Teo this time and I really enjoyed it. We’re already at AF2, but if there is a sequel I hope I’ll get to play Teo again in it too. I hope you’ll continue to love Teo. Thank you so much and congratulations!

Neve

Personal Info

Age: “I’m 17 years old, the same as you… I’d be happy if we got to talk more.”

Height: “I’m 158cm. If I were a little taller, than when standing next to him, I’d… Oh, nothing!”

Birthday: “The day I met my husband is my birthday.”

Zodiac: “My occupation is in fortune telling. Looking at the stars is one method. Any further information will be 5000 Lira.”

Position: “I am a merchant along with my husband. And I do a little fortune telling…”

Other: “I like my monkey, Princess and your little owl. I hope they can become good friends.”

Comments

About Nordia, the Capital of Water: It’s the place that gave me a home. The people are wonderful too. I love this town.

Introduce Yourself: My name is Neve. I’m a traveling merchant along with my husband, Vir.

Recent Interests: I like teaching Princess new tricks. She learned how to do a somersault recently.

Role in the Organization: A fortune teller, I suppose? And I’m also Vir-sama’s… Ah, nevermind!

A Word to the Heroine: I’m not very good with my words. But I still want to try. Because I want to be friends with you.

Cast Comment (Neve’s CV, Sayuri Yahagi): Congratulations on clearing the game. I’m Sayuri Yahagi and I played Neve. I haven’t played a character that looks this cute in while. And she even has a partner. She’s a character with a lot of intimate lovey-dovey lines and getting her character profile even made my palms sweat. But we just wrapped up today, and I feel pretty satisfied. In the story, she’s already with Vir but after reading through the story, I think like Luca the most right now. The game hasn’t been released as of now, but once it is I think I’ll take the role of Felicita and experience the romantic moments with each of the guys. There really are a lot of characters, so I hope you get to enjoy this game many times. Thank you!

Elmo

Personal Info

Age: “Well? I look around your age right?”

Height: “I’m 168cm. And I’ll get taller. Then you’ll be the one looking up at me.”

Birthday: “Jolly’s records say I was completed around April 10th. Is that a birthday?”

Zodiac: “My sign is supposed to be Aries. Do you think I’ll make a great grown up too?”

Position: “I don’t really have a position…but if I had to say, I guess I guard the laboratory.”

Other: “My old clothes didn’t fit anymore, so I got new ones. Do they look good on me?”

Comments

About Nordia, the Capital of Water: I’ve seen it in books before. It’s a beautiful place with lots of canals. I wish you could see it. And I hope I’ll get to be the ones to show it to you.

Introduce Yourself: I’m Elmo. Haha, are you surprised? I look different now, but I’m still the same person.

Recent Interests: Right now, I’m curious about everything. But I think alchemy is what I’m most interested in. You can make something out of nothing. It really is amazing.

Role in the Organization: Hmm… I don’t think I have a role right now. You can just consider me a citizen of Regalo.

A Word to the Heroine: My heart is full of feelings towards you. Will I get to tell you about them someday? I really…want to.

Cast Comment (Elmo’s CV, Yuichi Iguchi): This is the voice of Elmo, Yuichi Iguchi. Congratulations on clearing the game. Since you’ve cleared Elmo’s part, that means you’ve seen all of his different sides. I feel like Elmo’s feelings and looks both really changed from the beginning of the game to the end. But I hope you got to see how he’s grown. Elmo just suddenly grew up. He physically got around 10 years older in under one year. So I wonder what he’ll be like in another year? Would he start looking older than Jolly? Like an old man? Since he grows so fast… Well, I wouldn’t know. But I think you’ll find out if there’s a sequel, so we’ll be counting on your support. This was Yuichi Iguchi, the voice of Elmo!

Agata

Personal Info

Age: “I’m 42. It’s an age that makes a leader look dignified.”

Height: “I’m 160cm. However, I don’t believe that height is a measure of one’s power.”

Birthday: “It’s June 11th. It’s always busy around that time of the year… Due to preparations for my birthday party, of course.”

Zodiac: “It’s Gemini. …I suppose I did always have a connection with twins.”

Position: “I serve as the governor of Nordia. I am eagerly awaiting your arrival.”

Other: “Quality ingredients and experienced hands make fine wine. Yes, I think I’ll enjoy myself with a drink tonight.”

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About Nordia, the Capital of Water: I believe that the sights and people of Nordia are the greatest in the world. That may sound like I look down on other places, but this city won’t improve without love from its governor.

Introduce Yourself: I am the governor of Nordia, Agata. The position of governer requires me to be strict. I do hope you understand.

Recent Interests: Collecting whips. You may think I always use the same one, but they vary in length, material, color, and… Wait, are you listening?

Role in the Organization: I lead Nordia as its governor. Though, I may be nearing the end of my term…

A Word to the Heroine: As the daughter of Mondo and Sumire, I will be sure to witness you grow into far more than just a little girl.

Cast Comment (Agata’s CV, Miki Ito): Hello, this is Miki Ito, and I played the governor of Nordia, Agata, who is a new character. Congratulations on making it this far! You’ve cleared one route, right? Good work! For this game, I played the governor of Nordia, who is a very strong and accomplished lady which was fun. I wish I could be as cool as her too, though I wonder if it’s a little late to be saying that. I look forward to seeing you all again sometime. I hope you enjoy the other routes too! See you!

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roboticspacecase · 2 years

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BillDip promt:first date

Ahh an excuse to write fluff, yes >:3c

The last thing Dipper had expected when he was asked out by a handsome, seemingly normal guy on a dating app, was to end up gripping the passenger seat of a fancy sports car while his date stared down an empty parking lot.

"Don't you dare," Dipper laughed, gripping the seat tighter. "You just took me out to that nice restaurant and fed me all that pasta, and I don't think either of us want to see it again. Especially since this time it’ll be all over your dashboard."

Bill's intense gaze shifted from the pavement to Dipper, a large, smarmy grin on his face. "You saw how good of a driver I was when I got us from your place to the restaurant in that funky traffic jam. We made it on time for our reservation, didn't hit anyone or anything, and I didn't get pulled over!"

Dipper rolled his eyes, still smiling. During the two weeks that he and Bill spoke over messages, the blond had mentioned that he enjoyed doing things that, “got the heart pumping”. But Dipper had always thought that had been some sort of sexual joke, not that he actually wanted to fling his car around at high speeds the second they drove by an empty lot.

“How about we do a few donuts, then we park and give my poor stomach a chance to catch up with the night?” He leaned back in his seat, preparing himself for the ride. “I think I can handle at least a few.” Their night had been going well enough that Dipper would feel bad if he shut down Bill’s fun too quickly, so he didn’t mind putting up with more of the blond’s shenanigans.

Bill lit up, his baby blue eyes twinkling from the dim glow of his headlights. “Sounds good to me, Pine Tree!” He revved the engine a couple of times before shifting the car into gear and slamming his foot down on the gas.

The tires screeched as they whirled around the lamp posts and empty parking spots. The two of them got thrown around a bit with each turn, though both could be heard laughing over the sound of the rubber on pavement.

Thankfully, Bill stuck to only doing a few and came to an abrupt stop once they had made their mark on the lot.

“Bet you’ve never had a date end with something that exciting, huh?”

Dipper looked at Bill, a large smile on his face. “I dunno, one guy took me to see a movie then took me to a grocery store ‘cause he needed something and didn’t want to go back out again after dropping me off. So I guess you could say this is a close second.”

“Oh, so that’s how it’s going to be?” The blond put his car into park, then adjusted the seat so that it was lying all the way back. “Then I’ll just have to one-up him and take a nap right here and now so that I don’t have to sleep after dropping you off.”

As soon as Bill closed his eyes and pretended to fake snore, Dipper burst out laughing and nudged the blond’s arm. “As much as I like your commitment to making this a super fun date, I think it’s about time I let my poor stomach lie down.”

“Your poor stomach, huh?” Bill got up and laid himself over Dipper, reaching for the latch to lay his seat down at well.

It popped into place too suddenly for Dipper to keep up with, he and Bill both falling backwards in an awkward position, Bill right on his stomach.

“Fuck, sorry,” he laughed. “Didn’t mean to come onto you that hard, but hey, you’re laying down now! Your poor stomach can rest easy in my car.”

“Not with you on top of it,” Dipper grunted. He gave the blond a playful shove, not actually trying to get him off. “Maybe if we carefully get back to my place before it gets too late, we can both… I dunno, maybe let our stomachs settle together on my couch with something playing on the TV?” Pink filled his cheeks because he knew that sounded a lot like he was inviting Bill over to get laid. And he sort of was. If one thing led to another, then who was he to deny the flow of the date?

Bill sprung up and had his seat back to normal in no time, his hand on the gearshift. “I’m about to be the carefullest- No wait, the most careful? Whatever, we’re about to be so fucking safe but fast, so buckle up.”

“I never unbuckled, so I’m ready,” Dipper snorted, adjusting his seat so that he could sit up. The car moved again, this time at a much better speed, and Dipper couldn’t help but smile over at his date. It was no trip to the grocery store, but he had a feeling he and Bill would have plenty of other outings that would more than make up for it.

#Billdip #bill cipher #dipper pines #drabbles #my writing #sorry it's taking me a while to get to these #life has been so insane lol #but I have been dying to get to the billdip fluff #so I'm glad I could finally put it out! <3

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aeoki · 1 year

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Seven Bridges - Prologue

Location: Yumenosaki Academy Grounds Characters: Mitsuru, Adonis & Arashi

TL Note:

Tanabata (七夕) is a star festival held in either early July or in August that celebrates the meeting of the deities Orihime and Hikoboshi who are separated by the Milky Way.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ< The first year ES was established. Middle of June, Yumenosaki Academy. >

Adonis: (...It’s raining again.)

(It’s been raining non-stop recently. Is this what they call the rainy reason? It’s been quite some time since I first started living in this country, but I can never get used to the difference in climate.)

(I don’t mind the hot or the cold but the stark differences between the two countries always catches me by surprise.)

(Does that mean I have yet to fundamentally acclimate to this country?)

Mitsuru: –Habucchon!?

Adonis: Are you all right, Tenma!?

That was quite a fall. Oh no, now you’re covered in mud.

I’m sorry. I couldn’t protect you.

Mitsuru: Huh? Why’re you apologising even though I’m the one who tripped, Ado-chan-senpai? That’s weird, y’know! Ahahahaha ☆

Oh wait, I should be calling you “captain” instead of “Ado-chan-senpai”, huh! Sorry. I tend to forget that sorta stuff, y’know!

Adonis: I don’t mind either one. No matter what you call me, I’m still me.

Mitsuru: But sports clubs are pretty strict with that kinda stuff, y’know~? I’ve been doing track and field for a long time now so I know all about it!

Adonis: I see. I’m always learning new things from you, Tenma.

Mitsuru: Heheh ♪ Feel free to learn as much as you want, “captain”!

Adonis: Right. You’re always my role model.

But it’s rare for you to trip, Tenma. Did something happen? You haven’t been focused as of late.

Could it be that you’re also feeling tired because your work has increased ever since ES was established?

Mitsuru: Mmm~ I guess that’s a part of it too, but a lot of my work is stuff I’m not used to doing – like being the main character in a drama.

On the other hand, I’ve been feeling like my head’s in the clouds recently, y’know? I can’t really explain it.

I’ve always practised in the same Track and Field Club at the same Yumenosaki Academy but…

It feels like something near the roots has somehow changed.

Ahh~ On second thought, it’s really hard for me to explain! I’m not good at that sorta stuff, y’know!

Adonis: I see. I’m also not very good at telling others how I feel, so I understand.

Mitsuru: Mmm~ Maybe it really does come down to how I still can’t beat Mike-chan-senpai..

It feels like I can’t move on or get past it, y’know.

Alright, I’ve decided! We can’t practise in the rain anyway, so I’ll make a dash for ES and challenge Mike-chan-senpai to a race!

I’ll tell him, “You can’t win and make a run for it”! Completing the things you’ve gotta do one by one will make you feel refreshed, y’know!

So I’m gonna wrap up my training here and head to ES!

Adonis: All right. There aren’t that many club members who have come today. There isn’t any equipment we need to pack up.

Mitsuru: It can’t be helped since it’s the rainy reason right now, but Ado-chan-senpai– I mean, captain, you should tell the other club members to show up for club too, y’know.

They’re so unmotivated! They should learn to love track and field more!

…I guess I’m not in any position to say that ‘cause I’ve also been busy with work and couldn’t come to club, either.

Adonis: Really, what’s wrong, Tenma? You don’t usually speak in such a downtrodden manner.

Mitsuru: It’s probably ‘cause of the weather, y’know! It’s been overcast a lot recently!

Adonis: Yeah… It would be nice if it clears up for Tanabata[∗] and we can see a beautiful Milky Way.

………?

Mitsuru: ? What’s wrong, Captain Ado-chan?

Adonis: Uh… Wasn’t that Narukami up on the rooftop just now?

Mitsuru: Arashi-chan-senpai? Where, where? Whaa, the rain got in my eyes when I looked up!

Adonis: The rain is getting heavier too… Let’s go back before we catch a cold, Tenma.

It’s just club activities – it’s nothing we should be breaking our bodies for, I’m sure.

Mitsuru: Huh~? People that don’t go all-out in their club activities are useless no matter what they do, y’know!

Adonis: A never-give-up spirit for sports, huh. “Going all-out” and “overdoing it” are two different things, Tenma.

Mitsuru: Boo, boo! Ado-chan-senpai, you’ve been pretending to be a grown-up lately and I don’t like it, y’know! I don’t wanna be scolded!

Adonis: I didn’t mean it that way. But we’re also members of society who are affiliated with ES – We'll definitely need to grow up.

Arashi: …………

Adonis: Narukami.

So it really was you. What are you doing here? We aren’t allowed to be on the rooftop.

Arashi: …………

Adonis: Can’t you hear me? Tenma was also acting a little strange, but what’s gotten into you too? You’re getting poured on and your hair that you’ve always styled so nicely is ruined.

You’re not acting like yourself and that worries me.

Arashi: …Hmph. Not like me, you say? Just what do you even know about me, Adonis-chan?

Adonis: If you put it that way, I don’t have anything to say. I think of you as a friend, but objectively speaking, our relationship is a superficial one of two club members.

Arashi: I’m joking – sorry for being mean. I guess I’m just irritated.

Adonis: …Did something happen?

Arashi: Not really?

It’s nothing big. It’s not like my life is in danger or anything like that – nor did someone confess their love to me… Nothing that could change my life happened.

But it’s just that someone disrespected something important to me.

Adonis: ………?

Arashi: You know, I’ve always been used to those sorts of things, Adonis-chan.

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honeycrashed · 1 year

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Kazemaru and Fubuki 🔪👻💤. Enjooooy! (no pressure!)

FINALLY POSTING THIS RAHHH I really had to draw one of the asks

🔪 A headcanon relating to fighting/violence

Kazemaru:

Kazemaru usually isn’t the type to get into serious fights, unless you start provoking him about questioning their club’s skills, then maybe you’ll get a bit of a rise out of him. He doesn’t care much about what people have to say about him, so long as you don’t undermine his or his club’s skill.

He’s an instigator for petty squabbles in the clubroom though, handling bets on who would win. Keeps a tally for “Days without stupid arguments” in the clubroom.

(He was let go when he fell asleep)

(Someoka once tried to just put him on top of the closet and then he proceeded to jump Someoka.)

Fubuki: //actual violence skip to the GO Fubuki part if you're sensitive to that!

Instigating Fubuki will lead to Shirou doubting himself silently depending on who it is. He has to hold Atsuya back from harming the person, But they can’t always hold themselves back. This will lead to situations where Shirou’s just silently trying to stop Atsuya from doing it while the person mocks him more, leading to Shirou doubting himself more and Atsuya getting even more upset. And their body feels cold but there’s a warm burning pain in their chest and maybe tears are about to come out, and maybe they’ve already landed a hit or more, and maybe they’re being dragged away, and maybe it hurts to breathe from that kick to the ribs, It's hard to differentiate when it feels like their brain is being disorganized.

//The audio in the bg while I write about Fubuki getting kicked in the ribs:

GO Fubuki is more inclined into getting into fights.

Petty fights with Atsuya usually go like this,

Atsuya: I’ll be in charge of this one since I’m taller.

Shirou: We are the same height? (Shirou lets him do it anyways)

👻 A headcanon about what scares them

Kazemaru:

Losing himself to the want for power again. Sometimes when he watches over his friends' smiles, He thinks of that day he gave in to the aliea meteorite's powers. The day he lost himself, along with his team. He's wracked up guilt over it and he knows that they've put it in the past by now, But he can't help but beat himself up over it. His hand still stings as a memory of that day.

(skip this part if u have an issue with like. bug/worm mentions. just skip to Fubuki then.)

Worm. he just do not like them they make him cringe thinking about worms on his skin ewww yucky

Fubuki:

if I get personal this means acknowledging my fears that hit too close. I'm not doing that! not today !!!

Shirou has an interest in unnerving things, playing lots of horror games and being an avid fan of horror media in general. Atsuya isn't as good at stomaching such things, But he insists that he can. He can't, and Shirou notices this, so when Shirou can tell Atsuya needs a break, he goes off and does something else for them.

💤 A headcanon about their sleep

(THIS IS AN EXCUSE TO ALL STARS ALL OVER THE PLACEEE)(I GOT DERAILED WHILE TALKING TO MY FRIEND ABOUT HCS. SO. THIS WILL BE LONG…and. Some of these might be unrelated. oops.)

Kazemaru:

Sleeps on his side. Argues with his life that it’s the best position to sleep in. (Kidou would argue otherwise, finding that sleeping like you’ve been put in the coffin is much better.)

Kazemaru argues with Kidou that side sleeping is much better and Kidou just offhandedly goes "Not for your uneven ahh face from the center of gravity pulling onto your face while you lie down like that for hours"

"let's not talk abt faces here mr marks on my face from wearing my goggles all the damn time" Kazemaru would shoot back.

And then they laugh at each other and hug, then Kidou goes “Obviously sleeping on one’s back is better though.” And then they get launched into a 2hr debate.

Stopped by Endou mentioning that he just sleeps on his stomach which is the WORST for anyone's back. ever. especially with all those hits he takes from those soccerballs.

(Gouenji silently overthinks which position really is the best to optimize.)

Fubuki:

When he does fall asleep on his bed, They prefer having a plushie to hug. If he's in Hokkaido, they prefer to have a cozy soft blanket.

If he's staying over at Inazuma City, (Kidou’s house bc there are probably sooo many guest rooms..) He likes having the air conditioner on high, Kidou swears it was like a barren frozen wasteland when he opened the door to Fubuki’s room.

Caffeine makes him sleepy! He doesn't remember this all the time though, leading to “oh.shit.shit.shit.shit.” moments when he drinks coffee while pulling an all-nighter to cram a project and realize exactly what he'd done. He likes the taste of the coffee though, that’s what he drinks it for. He only avoids it when they’re sleepy, at least try to.

One late night hanging out with each other, Kazemaru mentions how he once spotted Kidou just pour the beans into the cup and then chug it. Atsuya wants to try it once, but Shirou constantly tries to stop him.

Atsuya’s usually the one who’s fronting when they wake up, finding himself wherever Shirou passed out last. This time was the washing machine! He was taking out the laundry! Atsuya tries to get them to a bed before their body passes out.

Heavy sleepers, once he falls asleep there’s no chance of waking him back up.

Always looks like he’s about to fall asleep.

#inazuma eleven #inazuma eleven fanart #fubuki atsuya #kazemaru ichirouta #fubuki shirou #someoka ryuugo #matsuno kuusuke #AAA thank you what if I died I started shaking /pos when you sent an ask #my art <3 #mammons asks!#inazuma eleven hcs #lowkey nervous to post this lawl explodes #my doodles <3 #hc ask game

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hyenahunt · 9 months

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Saga: Rivals - 11

Writer: Akira

Season: Winter

Characters: Chiaki, Eichi, Tori

Proofreading: moricchiichan (JP) & Peace (ENG)

Translation: kotofucius

Eichi: Not at all. I only said we’re friends as pleasantries. You’re a presence of absolutely no account to me, Chiaki.

[Read on my blog for the best viewing experience with Oi~ssu ♪]

Location: Classroom 3-A

Chiaki: So you don’t know the origins of the name Lilith either, Tenshouin…

Actually, this might be a bit late to say, but I heard from Hidaka’s dad that these things aren’t officially announced yet. Is it okay for me to hear this name?

Eichi: Yes, an impatient fool with no clue about the risks of information leaking already made it viral on the net.

Well, it’s probably still part of their promotion strategy, of their production design…

CosPro’s Saegusa-kun is very clever in that scene — diligent, actually.

Conversely, this means as long as he’s involved, there’s no way that there isn’t any deep meaning behind it.

Maybe he didn’t name Lilith himself, but he should’ve argued, considering the nature of the name.

I would, if I were him. The fact that Lilith got approved and spread despite that means…

…it does fulfill some form of purpose.

They’re different from your Rain-bows, or the Knight Killers I once belonged to.

They were formed with the mission to save CosPro from decline.

Their name and work content should have been designed with great care and polish. Failure is not pardoned; they can’t afford to let anything unforeseen happen.

Chiaki: Hmm… I’m sorry to say this when you’re being so nice and putting so much thought into this, but is it something to be so fixated on?

Eichi: Yes, because names are important. I named the Five Eccentrics as such to invoke the imagery of otherworldly, out of touch beings whom none would wish to understand — to put it bluntly, inhuman; it’s exactly because I’d made the same calculation in the past that it bothers me so much.

Ah… I see; the Five Eccentrics. Aha, is that it? If I remember correctly, in Lilith, there’s a boy named Sazanami Jun whose father was —

Hmm, they just caused a great disaster by playing a similar hand in SS, so I’d like to think they wouldn’t rake over the ashes a second time.

But I’ll take some precautions.

Chiaki: …? What are you talking about — Sazanami? I’ve heard of him; he’s from Eden, who was Trickstar’s final opponent in SS, right?

Actually… I thought the same thing back then, too. That I’d heard of his name somewhere.

Right, right! I think the guy who filled the position of Sagami-sensei’s rival back when he was active was called Sazanami too?

Eichi: Yes. Sazanami Jun-kun is his son, apparently. I’ve done some research. Blood relation is an illusion, but it leaves footprints that can’t be covered up.

…I’m sorry, Chiaki. I need to look up something, so I’ll stop our conversation here. If their intention is to overlap the images of Sazanami Jun and Lilith…

Chiaki: …? Alright then, let me know if you find something out. I’m counting on you; but really, I'm sorry to depend on you so much.

Eichi: Think nothing of it. Aren’t we friends?

Tori: Excuse me~!

Ah, there he is — Morisawa-senpai! Why don't you check your phone more?

Today’s not Rain-bows’s usual work day, but we just got summoned on an emergency —

They said we should gather ASAP! But you didn't turn up, Morisawa-senpai, so I came all the way here to pick you up, you know~?

We’re not gathering on the rooftop like usual, so I’ll lead the way, ‘kay?

Chiaki: Ooh, Himemiya! Sorry, sorry! The third years had an interview regarding our career path today, you see? It’s been so busy the whole day that I didn’t have a minute to spare to check my phone!

Tori: Oh? But you seem to be taking your time chatting with somebody, as far as I can see~

…Oh wait — Prez! Huh, why? Ahh, that’s right, you’re in Morisawa-senpai’s class, aren’t you…?

Eichi: Why hello, Tori. Isn’t it such a nice day? You’re adorable as ever.

Tori: Eh!? E-Ehehe…♪

Chiaki: Yes, adorable, very adorable! So adorable that I could eat you up! ☆

Tori: Doesn’t make me happy at all coming from you, Morisawa-senpai.

…Actually, it’s surprising to see you two together. Why are you chatting around like friends? Unless you really are friends?

(Oh, shoot! If I knew, I would’ve acted like a good boy in front of Morisawa-senpai!)

(I’ve been so rude towards him the whole time~ What if the Prez finds out?)

Chiaki: Yup! We’re really good friends! Aren’t we, Tenshouin? ♪

Eichi: Not at all. I only said we’re friends as pleasantries. You’re a presence of absolutely no account to me, Chiaki.

Chiaki: What a fiend you are! Come on, we get along swimmingly, don’t we? You always look for me the first thing whenever we have to pair up for PE!

Eichi: That’s because Keito would get all overprotective and try to pair up with me if I didn't…

You’re the safest option I have. I can’t say “Pair up with me♪” to Itsuki-kun even as a joke.

Chiaki: Couldn’t you ask Hakaze or Sena, then?

Even if Itsuki or Mikejima-san might not be options… But well, I understand why you wouldn’t want to pair up with people you often fought on DreamFest.

On that point, Ryuseitai is and has always been on pretty good relations with fine.

Eichi: Since you started to take charge, that is. Shinkai-kun is with you, though, so I actually take care not to match up against Ryuseitai for DreamFests.

But there’s nothing I can do in S1s that assemble many different units, so in those cases, I just leave it to fate.

Chiaki: …Hmm. Do you feel some kind of guilt towards the Five Eccentrics, after all?

Eichi: No. Not me, but Wataru — He doesn’t show it on his face or attitude, but he has difficulties going against his friends.

Tori: Uhh…?

Eichi: Oops. Forgive me, Tori, I end up dragging out the conversation. I suppose it’s about time we part for our respective destinations.

It'll be the end of our lunch break before we know it if we don’t hurry, too.

Chiaki: Alright. You did say you had something to look up. Let us depart, Himemiya — towards the brilliant future, together…☆

Tori: Whoa — Don’t pull me~! You don’t have to be in such a hurry, it’s not that much of an emergency!

Eichi: Ahaha. Have fun, you two. Let’s talk again later…♪

Tori: Y-Yeah! Bye bye, Prez! Let’s meet again in Stuco or fine…♪

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anadorablekiwi · 1 year

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Look At The Stars

Her chest felt heavy, like a weight was on her chest and shoulders.

Her mind swirled.

Weak. Stupid. Needy. You just want attention. Don't bother. No one needs to know about your patheticness. Don’t dump your mental and emotional mess onto others. Pathetic. Failure.

Eli sighed and stood. She walked over to where her boots were, slipped them on without even bothering with socks, slipped on her coat, and grabbed the key to the hotel room she was staying in.

She wasn’t getting any sleep anyways.

She made her way to the patio outside and leaned on the railing, gazing up at the stars.

Slowly, the negative thoughts were replaced with positive ones.

It’s a beautiful night tonight. I can see so many stars. The breeze feels nice. I like the chill. The crickets chirping is always so soothing. And is that an owl?

Wow, the stars are gorgeous. It’s amazing, thinking about how far away they must be. And yet they shine brightly still. How fascinating, knowing there’s so much depth to this dark blanket that we can’t perceive. The stars are so impossibly far away. Spheres of gas larger than the huge planet we reside, reduced to pinheads of light.

And all that blackness, so many stars that aren’t visible but shine nonetheless. Not to mention all the planets out there, orbiting some of those millions upon millions of stars. Some with life on them too, most likely. Maybe there’s someone on a planet immeasurably far away, gazing at the night sky, contemplating just as I am now.

“Couldn’t sleep?”

“Ahh!” Eli jumped, whipping around to find Link, who was trying not to laugh.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you so much.” He poorly suppressed a chuckle.

Eli smacked his arm. “No you aren’t.”

She leaned against the railing again, and Link came and joined her.

“You know, you won’t get any sleep standing out here.”

“Better than the thoughts in my head in the hotel room,” she muttered under her breath.

Not quietly enough, it seems.

“Eli.” Link turned towards her, gently bringing a hand to her chin and redirecting her gaze.

She refused to make eye contact.

“Mm hmm, what’s up Link?”

Link let out a heavy sigh and dropped his hand, leaning against the railing again.

She could feel his gaze still, but returned hers to the stars again.

“It’s a beautiful night tonight, you can see so many stars.”

“Yes it is, Eli, but I’m not letting you change the subject just yet. Talk to me, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing, just tired is all.”

Link didn’t respond, so she chanced a glance.

And he was staring at her with the most unamused expression she had ever seen.

“You’re a bad liar, Eli.”

His eyes looked straight into hers, and she felt like he was seeing a whole lot more than just her eyes. Like he could see her whole soul.

She averted her gaze again, grateful for the brisk breeze which had already turned her cheeks pink.

Link sighed again. He seems to be doing a lot of that tonight.

“Look, Eli. I won’t make you talk if you don’t want to. If it would be better for your mental health to just move on, I’ll respect that.”

He rested a hand on her shoulder, drawing her gaze once more.

“But that’s not what’s best for you. And I think you know that.”

Eli looked into his eyes, unable to look away. They’re distractingly beautiful shades of blue and green, but more captivating was the concern and care and tenderness they held.

Link held her gaze. “Please. Let me help you.”

A second passed, then the dam broke and Eli flung herself into his arms.

Link held her as she cried, rubbing her back and stroking her hair and whispering softly.

“I’ve got you. You’re safe.”

Safe.

I like safe.

When the tears ran dry, they embraced for a moment longer before Eli pulled away.

“Thank you. I-”

“If you’re about to apologize, stop it.”

Eli began to apologize for apologizing, then wisely shut her mouth.

“So. What’s wrong? What’s been bothering you?”

Eli stared at the ground. They used pretty wood for this patio.

“Just the usual depression thoughts.”

“You do realize that you could have just woken me? I’m always happy to remind you why the self-deprecating thoughts are wrong. And talking always helps you.”

“I know. But I didn’t want to bother you. And besides, stargazing helps too…”

Another sigh. “I’m glad you at least did something that helps, but I wish you would let me help you more. You don’t have to be alone, and you aren’t a burden. Even if you were, though, you’d be a burden I will happily bear as long as I live.”

“You have people around you who love you and want to help you, Eli. We want to see you happy, truly happy. Not the fake smiles we all see right through. Zelda, myself, your family. I know it’s hard for you to reach out, and ask for help. But I at least want to make sure you remember that you can, and it isn’t a bother or a burden on me. Or any of us.”

Eli took a deep breath and nodded. “Yeah. Thank you, Link.”

“There’s no need for thanks. I’m just doing my job as your friend and travel companion.”

Eli stifled a yawn, her eyelids growing increasingly heavy.

Link chuckled fondly and ruffled her hair. “Come on, sleepyhead. Let’s get you some water and get you to bed.”

Too tired to argue, Eli simply nodded and let herself be led back to the hotel room.

Sleep came easily this time.

#writings of a kiwi bird #therapy fic /hj #who me projecting never #who needs therapy when writing and ocs can accomplish the same thing without involving anothet person #totally no projection here whatsoever #nope nothing to see here move along

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clairecrive · 3 years

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Hi could we please get a really angsty fic with nikolai (with a happy ending pls) where reader and he has had a fight so they maintain the facade on the outside bc they're royals but in private it's just ignoring each other/angst?

Young Royals

A/N: ahh, this is angsty alright but it seems I'm only capable of writing hurt/comfort lately. This took a life of its own and it's long af but I hope you like it anyway x

Warnings: miscommunication, angst, fighting, hurt/comfort, Nikolai is a bit absent, you're a bit jealous of his relationship with Zoya

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"Do not put words into my mouth, Nikolai."

"Please, you already have so many, my love," he scoffed and the use of the term of endearment hurt the most.

"You're making me sound like a brat while I'm providing you with a viable solution," you insisted with a flare of your hands, frustrated by his unwillingness to listen to you.

"No, you're not. What you're doing is being childish."

"I'm your queen, Nikolai. I'm only asking to be more involved."

"You're my wife, y/n, and you know nothing about politics or running a country." He retired, putting emphasis on wife. This felt a lot like being put into place. And the fact that it was your husband doing so, hurt. It was also the most you had seen him this week.

"Neither did Zoya, nor Genya or anyone who's currently running the country."

"That's different and you know it."

"Only because you're making it so," you exclaimed finally exploding. His despondency got on your nerves and this conversation was going nowhere anyway.

Surprised by your raise of voice, Nikolai stood before you just blinking at you.

Sighing, you took a step toward him, holding your hands up, "look, you're right, I don't know about running a country but teach me. I'm not stupid, I'll pick it up."

"Why are you insisting so much? You've never shown any interest in politics before." He gave you a puzzled look like he didn't really believe your intentions.

"I've never wanted to be queen before." before meeting you.

"Ah, I see," he chuckled mirthlessly, "I put you in this situation and now you're taking your revenge."

To insinuate that your marriage with him was you "being put into a situation" rather than a consensual decision you had made out of love was absurd.

Nikolai was right. You had never cared about politics or diplomacy before meeting him. You were a soldier. There was no reason for you to meddle with something that didn't concern you.

But now you were queen and you felt a responsibility towards your people. You wanted to help but so far, Nikolai hadn't allowed you to take part in any meetings. He said that anyone who needed to be there was already involved. What he didn't tell you was that while Grisha made excellent soldiers and even good councillors, one of them being a royal was a very different matter.

He had indulged his love for you by marrying you. You were his vice and he simply couldn't accept the idea of being without you anymore. He had married you, consequently making you queen, going against what his advisors told him.

While he ignored his warnings he was painfully aware, however, how difficult it was going to be for a Grisha on the throne. It was the first time something liked this had ever happened and unfortunately, the country was filled with people who resented Grisha for their powers.

Nikolai feared that the people were never going to accept you. Hence why he'd been keeping you secluded in the palace.

To be fair, you were doing a wonderful job. Like he had pointed out, you were not accustomed to politics but you made up for that with empathy and kindness. You started to interest yourself with the problem of poverty and lack of provisions for some parts of the country.

And while no one was aware of it, Nikolai often turned to you for military strategy. You were an apt soldier and had fought bravely alongside him and everyone else in the battle of the Fold. You were the very reason why he was still alive, to be honest.

While this arrangement worked for the first months of your reign, it was starting to feel an inadequate effort. You needed to do more, you wanted to do more. You didn't expect Nikolai to oppose it so vehemently.

"If I didn't want to be here I wouldn't be, Nikolai, you'd do well to remember it," you pointed out coldly, straightening your spine.

"Since you seem so adverse at spending time with me or including me in important matters, I'll find someone else who will." And with that, chin held high, you walked out of the room.

You missed him. It felt absurd to say this but you missed your husband. He was always busy with meetings or official visits to some noble across the country. For most of them, he went alone or with Zoya.

You knew that she was his first in command but you couldn't help but be bothered by it. It was one thing to accept the fact that he hadn't given the role to you "because the queen cannot have that role as well", it was a whole other thing to accept the fact that another woman spent more time with your husband than you did.

Countless were the fights you had with him in this regard. But they were pointless. Nikolai was still set on not bringing you and he and Zoya were always found together.

You didn't know what hurt more. The blow at your pride for being denied a position you deserved because of who you loved, the jealousy or being punished for your identity.

One thing was sure though, it was getting too much. At first, you pulled thought for Nikolai but now that you didn't have him anymore, your efforts seemed to be in vain.

So, like you had told Nikolai, you looked for someone who was willing to teach you. You wanted to help and if Nikolai wasn't going to let you here at the palace, then you'd find somewhere else.

Count Kirigin had always been nice to you and he was a very generous host. You knew that he played a central role in Nikolai's plan so you thought that there was no one better than him.

You reached out to him, wrote him a letter in which you showed interest in his activity and asked him if he was willing to show you. Of course, anything that came from the queen or the king couldn't be denied but you knew that the Count truly enjoyed your company. If your position didn't put so much higher than everybody else, you'd even consider him a friend.

You waited for his reply before putting in motion the preparations for your departure.

In the meantime, you and Nikolai kept conducting your separate lives. Usually, you'd only see him at night when he returned to your chambers if you were still up. Now, you had decided to sleep in separate rooms too.

If he wanted a wife, then a wife he'd get. But kings and queens do not sleep together.

If the new arrangement was bothering him, you didn't know. He hadn't reached out to you nor made any move to rectify your decision.

Turns out that he wasn't even at the Palace. He had left for a mission near the border with Shu Han and wouldn't be back for at least a week. Well, then. Of course, he didn't even bother with telling you. Not even a small note.

Jokes on him though, you thought, since when he was going to come back, he'd finally get what he wanted. You weren't going to be there to bother him anymore.

Differently from him though, you did indeed left him a note. Nikolai found it a week after you had set it on his pillow. Its presence made him furrow his eyebrows since he had already been wondering where you were. You usually came out to meet him at the gates whenever he'd come back from a mission and even though you had fought before he went away, you weren't one for holding grudges. So e guessed there was something holding you.

Unfolding the paper he was met with your familiar chaotic writing.

"I don't know when you're going to find this letter but if I'm not there yet it means that I'm still at Count Kirigin's. Do not bother with writing or visiting, I'll come back when my business with him is done.

Y/n"

What in the name of every sweet loving saint???

The letter wasn't dated, no dear, no yours no nothing. Fuck. You were still mad or worse, hurt.

Asking one of the servants, he learned that you had been away for a week already. But what business could you possibly have with the Count??

Nikolai had nothing against him. Seeing Kirigin get all flustered as he tried to flirt with Zoya amused him to no end but the idea of him and you in the same house? Alone?? Unacceptable.

Not even bothering to change clothes after his long journey, Nikolai headed to the stables to ask for a well-rested horse. Luckily, Count Kirigin's estate was not too far away. A couple of hours ride.

Turns out that the Count had a lot to teach. Despite his aloof reputation and extravagant clothes, he was very observant. He lacked ambition, which was why Nikolai trusted him and had a curious way of behaving in social situations.

But Emil had been born and raised in high society. He knew how things were run even if he had no desire to be in charge of them.

So far, you'd be having a wonderful time. Emil was a wonderful host, as you remembered, but without Nikolai's presence, he was even more extravagant. He had an unexpectedly dry sense of humour and a never-ending list of jokes.

Being in the open and in the company of someone who saw y/n instead of the Queen of Ravka proved to be even more needed than you thought. You felt reinvigorated and much lighter than you'd ever been.

You had also been learning a lot. Emil had been teaching you about diplomacy. About the best ways of formulating a sentence so that you wouldn't offend anyone but still get what you wanted. He had also been talking to you about your husband's ministers. About their weaknesses and vices and what was the best way to approach them to get what you wanted.

So far, it was proving to be a wonderful decision to come here.

Whenever your mind strayed on Nikolai, you willed it to focus on something else. You didn't know if he had already come home or seen the letter. A part of you thought that if he had, he would at least write one back. But the thought felt a lot like hope and seeing as how little he saw you even before you left, you didn't think it safe to harbour it.

When Nikolai reached the estate, he was met with Kirigin's servants. They welcomed him inside and profusely apologised for the Count's absence. They told him that at this time of the day, Kirigin and his guest would usually go out on a ride but that they were also about to return.

So Nikolai waited, sitting in the most comfortable chair the Count owned, fuming at the thought that his wife had felt the need to go away and be in the company of another man.

"If I didn't want to be here, I wouldn't be Nikolai. You'd do well to remember it."

Your words haunted him. They were the last thing that you told him. How stupid had he been to let you walk away. How utterly careless of him to disregard you like that.

He had promised himself to truly talk to you about it once this pressing matter of state was taken care of. Apparently, he had waited too long.

But Nikolai knew that the problem was at the source. He noticed how hurt you had been when he made Zoya his first in command. Or how sad you seemed everywhere he went somewhere with her and didn't ask you to join.

He was doing so to protect you from the inevitable slander you'd be met with. He should have known though that putting you aside was going to be even worse. You were a fighter just as much as Zoya was, if not stronger.

She hid behind her veil of indifference and superiority while you had never lost that emphatic verve that made everyone love you so much. In his attempt to make you safe, he had only managed to hurt you.

You were a warrior. You had accepted the role of queen only because it was the only way for you to be with Nikolai. And instead of praising you by making you a warrior queen, he had decided to hide you away.

Well, no more.

If his mistakes had not ruined everything already, he was going to make everything better.

Lost in his musing, he didn't hear the sound of hooves approaching but he did indeed hear your laugh. It immediately brought him back to the present and a wave of ugly jealousy hit him.

He couldn't remember the last time he made you laugh.

"I shouldn't even laugh Emil, the joke was terrible," Nikolai hear you giggling from somewhere in the hall. So now he was Emil, huh.

"You know you can't resist my charm, your highness," Emil replied and Nikolai had to call on every bit of his self-control to not barge out of the room and punch him.

"Stop it, you know you can call me y/n."

Before Emil could reply, they had both made it to the sitting room where Nikolai was waiting for them. It looked like no one had warned them of his presence because Kirigin looked surprised then utterly mortified.

"Your majesty, I wasn't aware you were here. Please forgive me for making you wait."

"Don't fret Kirigin, it was an impromptu visit. I came to see how my lovely wife was doing." No matter how green he was feeling right now, he knew that Kirigin was loyal to him and the crown. Whatever was happening here wasn't one of his schemes.

"Of course! I'm going to send for some tea while you two get reunited." Kirigin quickly bowed before hurrying out of the room.

Nikolai met your eyes for the first time since you had arrived. If at first, you were surprised to see him, now you couldn't help but be a bit sceptical about this visit.

"What are you doing here?" you asked breaking the ice.

"You leave with only a few lines on where you're going and you expect me to just accept it?" He scoffed, his hands curling on the armrests of the chair.

"It's more than what you gave me," you quipped, crossing your arms on your chest.

Nikolai sighed while his gloved hands run through his hair. You were right and he knew it. He had been a horrible husband lately.

"I know you're mad at me, honey, but listen-"

"I'm not mad. You didn't want to give me what I wanted so I went looking for it somewhere else." Scrolling your shoulders, you interrupted him without meeting his eyes. A list of excuses was not what you wanted nor what you needed from him.

Nikolai didn't miss the innuendo. His jaw clenched, his hands closed in fists. But he willed himself to stay calm.

"You think Kirigin can give you something that I can't?" Nikolai was a master in diplomacy. Never did he get frustrated or angry or raised his voice, even with the most aggravating people. Here though, with you, he didn't have to keep a façade. He spoke through his teeth barely containing his anger.

"Well, so far, he's been giving me attention and interesting pointers that no, Nikolai, you refused to give me."

"So this is how you solve your problems? Running away in the countryside with Emil?" Nikolai sneered, his tone souring around Kirigin's name.

"Don't you do the same with your precious first in command?" Tired after your ride with Emil, you plopped down on the chair in front of Nikolai's. Completely ignoring his tone, you pointed out calmly. The perfect image of aloofness even when it was the last thing you were in this moment.

"That's different," he snapped trying to meet your eyes that were carefully analyzing your hands.

"Yes," you signed, "it seems that when I'm concerned everything is different."

"There's nothing between me and Zoya, y/n and you know it." Nikolai was getting more frustrated by the second. He came here to apologize, to make things right and so far, the conversation was going in the opposite directions.

"Maybe now, but you spend more time with her than you do with me. It's only a matter of time before it happens and you're sorely mistaken if you think I'll just stand by and watch."

"This is not about Zoya," he insisted but so far, he wasn't getting the reaction out of you he wanted. You seemed... resigned at the situation. And that worried Nikolai to no end.

"It never is."

"Why did you run away?" Opting for a more direct approach, he bit the bullet and went straight to the point.

"I did not run away," you scoffed in contempt at his choice of words, "I told you I wanted to do more and Emil is teaching me. Not everyone is so against spending time with me, you know." You shot him a glance.

It was the first time that you had looked at him since you had been left alone.

"I married you, y/n. How can you possibly believe I don't want to spend time with you?" As desperation slipped through his words, Nikolai leaned towards you in his seat. As if he couldn't bear the distance between you anymore. But you knew it wasn't that. You and he had been distant for months now.

"Because that's what's happening, Nikolai," you clipped back and Nikolai had to refrain from wincing at your tone.

"It's not intentional, my love, I've just been busy." His tone softened. It was a poor excuse of an apology but it was sadly the truth.

"But when I say that I want to join or help you with it you strongly oppose?" Again, there was that suspicious implication in your words that Nikolai just couldn't stand. To think that you believed he'd ever cheat on you with another woman when he had done so much, taken so many risks, to be with you.

"It's not what you think, y/n." He insisted again but immediately realized he had said the wrong thing when he saw you leaning back into your chair shaking your head.

"I don't think anything, anymore. Do whatever you want. You do your thing and I'll do mine. I won't be a bother to you anymore." Holding up your hands, you gestured as you spoke.

A beat. Nikolai froze in his seat at what you were suggesting.

"You're never a bother to me. Never." He leaned even forwards in his chair, basically only propping on it now. The desperation was now clear in his voice. He reached out to you to try and take hold of your hands but you were too distant.

"I love you more than anything in this world and if you think that I'm going to let you go without a fight, you're sorely mistaken." The steel determination of his words caught you off guard. Nikolai was strong-headed, you knew that better than anyone else, but it had been a long while since that determination had been directed to you.

"You already did." It was barely a whisper. The sad truth about your reality, the downfall of your relationship. The wavering of your voice, the pain in your eyes were enough to tip Nikolai off the edge.

"Milaya, please."He fell onto his knees in front of you. Leaning forward he reached for your hands that he could now hold. "I'm sorry. I put you in a difficult position when I married you and I tried my best to protect you."

"I don't need protecting, Nikolai, especially if it's by pushing me away."

"I was keeping you away from danger and I know that you're strong and capable but I hate to think of you as the object of public slander." His eyes darted between yours, frantic, desperate to make you understand.

"I'm Grisha, Nikolai. It's nothing new to me," you pointed out but then it hit you.

"By difficult position, you meant a Grisha Queen, didn't you?" Your eyes hardened at the implications, your hands going slack in his hold. You would have pulled them away if Nikolai didn't tighten his hold.

"Please, do not think I'm regretting my choice or I think you're not worthy of the title because that's not true." Pulling your hands, he tried to get you closer to him. "I fear that there will be repercussions among the people." And there it was, at last, the truth.

"And among your ministers," you added remembering Emil's lessons on the people at court and their role.

You scoffed when he stayed silent. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I thought I was doing the right thing, my love."

"So Zoya can handle it and I can't?"

"For the millionth time," he groaned, "I don't care about Zoya."

"I only care about you and I know you can handle it. I just didn't want you to. You deserve happiness and peaceful life and I know it's impossible to have in this saints' forsaken country but I can at least try." His eyes lowered in shame and his confession sent a pang through your heart. You took a moment to take in what he said.

Never had you thought about the possibility of Nikolai's distance was a form of protection. You were a soldier of the Second Army, after all. But being a queen, especially a Grisha one, was a delicate thing.

It was the first time in history that something like this happened. Nikolai's worries were not unfounded since even after the destruction of the Fold, anti-Grisha movements were spreading fast.

It was sad to see the General's attempt of assuring safety for Grisha, provoking exactly the opposite thing.

"Oh, Kolya," returning his grip, you leaned towards him, "I just want a life with you by my side."

"As do I. I want you always and forever but above all, I want you safe. There's nothing I wouldn't do for you, you know it right?"

"I just ask that you tell me the truth and let me play the role I've been given."

"It's not going to be easy. People at court-"

"I know. That's why I'm here. Emil's been teaching."

"Well, no more. I'm going to take care of it from now on."

"Is this a promise or a threat?"

"Rest assured my love, the difference between the two is almost nonexistent." He flashed you a smirk and you couldn't help but smile at him. Here it was, your beloved Nikolai.

"Things are going to change, aren't they?" you murmured softly as he gently rested his forehead against yours.

"We're going to show everyone what a "power couple" is." Here was his promise. Sealed with the gentlest nudging of his nose to yours. The action made you smile and your heart soar. You missed these little moments of intimacy with him.

One of his hands came to cradle your face as the other kept hold of your left hand. Your rings softly clicked as they touched. A form of reassurance.

"I love you, y/n."

"And I you, Kolya."

You were completely lost in your little bubble, even more so when Nikolai's lips finally met yours, that you had forgotten where you were. And that there was an embarrassed Kirigin outside the door waiting for the right moment to come in with tea.

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the-soliloquies-of-sadists · 3 years

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#293

“You suck cock? ‘Cause you look like a cocksucker. Get on your knees fag and choke on this hog. It’s more than a mouthful.

“I don’t get it. Every time I stop here, there’s always a faggot or two wanting to suck my dick. Even now, at 5:30 in the morning. I used to get pissed off when one of you would come round my truck. Now I see you fucking queers serve a different purpose.

“I stopped first taking a piss when I get here, cause some of you like drinking it. If you are not into it, you better pull off now. I’m sure one of the other fags would jump at the chance.

“Good. Good. Oh man I needed this. Oh fuck. You are swallowing like you’ve done this before. Of course your have. You’re a fucking faggot. I saw you get out of that semi that just pulled out of here. Did he feed you his load? Don’t pull off, just nod…. In your gut or up your butt?... Just point. You fags have no shame.

“You’ll take a load from any driver no matter how nasty he is. I know I had some cheese under my skin, but you didn’t care. Disgusting.

“Oh, this driver parked next to me by just woke up. He’s wacking off in his cab. Faggot, let’s put on a show for him. Strip naked. Don’t look in his direction. Keep your eyes on me. And don’t worry if anyone comes in. I figure any driver that pulls in this difficult to navigate vista point is here to get off. I don’t think this is the first time you have been naked here.

“I just signaled him, and he’s making his way over here. Remember, my cock is your focus….

“…Hey bud. The faggot’s mouth is mine. You can have its other hole. I should tell you that there’s a load already in there from the driver of that Freightliner that just pulled out…. Just shove it in. I can’t imagine that its hole is anything but a sloppy mess.

“…I got to nut soon, cause I have to roll in about ten to fifteen minutes…. You too? The Bufford docks?... Heh! Same here. Well let’s get this faggot loaded up. It’s not going to take me long. This is one of the better mouths I have found here. How’s the cunt?... Sloppy?... Figured. These faggots are just whores to any real man that comes along. This one at least has a useful mouth. I drained my piss in it a few minutes ago.

“Fuck yeah. Slap its ass again. Its throat spasmed around my cock. That feels good. Keep it up…. Do you feel anything around your cock when I slap its head?... Not as much as when I make it choke? Well fuck! I can do that.

“Fuck yeah! Its throat slime is making its throat feel better than my girlfriend’s pussy. This particular faggot gives much better head than her. Hell, I can smack it around, and it seems to crave it. Now I am beginning to see the draw to using these cum dumps. Now if kissing was an option with this faggot, I probably would ditch my bitch. Heh. Heh…. No, there is no way I would kiss a sewer hole. It’s taken cock after cock in its mouth. Hell I pissed in it. There’s no way I would ever consider kissing it.

“…What? You want to kiss it? …You mean me? I’ve never kissed a man. Aw, fuck, why not? …Mmmm… Fuck… Oh hell yeah. I like that. I liked that a lot.

“I’m real close. Looks like you’re ready to pop there too. Go for it. Let’s dump our loads at the same time. The fag is in no position to say no. Beside it already has cum loads in its cunt and in its belly.

“Fuck. I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum! Hell yeah. Fuck yeah buddy.

“Faggot, what you think you are doing? I still have to finish pissing. And it’s going to take a few minutes for my hard-on to deflate. Just stay in place; besides, he may need to piss in you too…

“You got to piss? Do it in its sewer of a cunt. Ahh. …Feels good doesn’t it? Say, when we get to Bufford, wanna talk over some coffee while we get loaded up? By the way, I’m Alan. You are… Nice to share a faggot with you Eddie.

“OK fag. I’m done pissing here. Eddie’s done too. Hey faggot, give me your contact info. I wanna use your toilet mouth again. I’ll share it with Eddie if he wants it.

“That smile on his face says he wants to do this again. So faggot, go over to your car across the lot and write down your phone number and e-mail and bring it back to me. Here’s your car keys. You’ll get your clothes when you come back to us. Now don’t hesitate, go! Atta boy!

“Look at him walk. He’s doing everything he can to keep those loads in his cunt. That is a fucking riot. Hey, you come here often? Me neither. I only discovered it a few months ago. I haven’t done much other than blowjobs and piss play. I’m seeing that there’s a lot more to do.

“See you at Bufford’s?... What? You are going to walk away without a goodbye kiss? Heh heh. The faggot is coming back. Let’s give him a show.”

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jungwonenthusiast · 3 years

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hii can i request bestfriends heeseung and y/n who have never done anything together but one night while having a sleepover things just go in that direction 👀👀👀 (using prompts 8 & 12 please🥺)

A/N: this is such a cute concept i love it (u didn’t specify who says what so i chose lol i hope thats okay, I also made hee a soft dom)

Warnings: oral (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), unprotected sex, cock warming

Word count: 3k

You tap lotion onto your face as Heeseung pulls his sheet mask off. He pats the remaining product into his skin.

“You don’t even need that,” you roll your eyes. “Your skin is already perfect.”

“Jealous?” he teases.

“Yes, I one hundred percent am.” you admit and he chuckles.

You finish up in the bathroom and then plop onto your bed. Heeseung leans over you and grabs the remote on your nightstand. He clicks to Bojack Horseman as always then lays down next to you, scrolling through his phone.

You kick him in the shin. “Gimme some space.”

He frowns and sprawls himself on top of you. “What, you don’t wanna love on me?”

You laugh and try to push him off. “I feel violated.”

He rolls away, chuckling.

You’re scrolling through tiktok together when a video of someone joking about porn comes up. You cackle and Heeseung looks at you.

“How do you know about that?” he asks, wide eyed.

“What do you mean?” you ask awkwardly.

“Do you watch porn?” he asks and you turn away from him, giggling.

“That’s a very private question.” you say, covering your face with your hands.

“So you do!” he exclaims and he’s blushing too.

You guys talked about sex occassionaly, only when you were sharing stories about hook ups though.

“What kind do you watch?” he says, only half joking and you punch him in the shoulder.

“That’s an extremely private question.” you say.

“I thought we were for lifers.” he replies and you laugh.

If he were a female friend you wouldn’t hesitate to tell her all of this, but for some reason he made you shy. You still remember when you became aware that he was a guy. It was the summer before tenth grade when he grew three inches, his voice dropped, and his shoulders began to broaden. It was the summer you became more aware of his masculinity and ever since then, things kind of changed. Not for the worse, things are just different now.

You continue to scroll when another scandalous tiktok comes up. It said something about wanting to be dominated and taken control of.

You groan. “Why do I keep getting these things?”

“The for you page gives you things that it knows you’d like.” he remarks and you scrunch your nose at him. “What? I think it was pretty hot.”

You choke. “You’re a bottom?”

“No!” he guffaws. “I meant to be the giver in that situation.”

“Ohhh,” you say, trying not to get too embarrassed. The thought of him doing that to someone drove you a little insane.

“Are you?” he asks and you shove him.

“You weirdo.” you accuse and he holds his hands up.

“I just think best friends should know these things about each other.”

You shrug him off and turn your phone off. “I don’t trust my phone anymore, let’s watch yours.”

You scoot over to him and rest your head on his shoulder.

He scoffs. “I thought you wanted space?”

“Are you complaining?” you tease.

“Of course not.” He fake yawns to get his arm around you and you cackle.

He taps a gentle beat onto your shoulder while scrolling through instagram. You can’t help but tense up in his embrace. He had been a bit more touchy than usual lately; random hugs, playing with your fingers, adjusting your clothes, and tying up your shoelaces whenever he could.

“Wow I do not like this.” he says at someone’s prom outfit.

“Me neither,” you frown. “It’s kind of outdated.”

“When’s our prom?” he asks.

“I think in a month.”

“We’re going together right?” he asks and your heart skips a beat. You figured that you’d go together but him asking you made you anxious.

“Yeah,” you try to sound confident.

“Are we gonna coordinate our outfits?” he lightly squeezes your side and you squeal.

“But we’re not going as a couple.” you say and he rolls his eyes.

“So? It’d be weird to show up together with mismatched outfits.” he says and you nod in agreement. “Do you have an idea of what you wanna wear?” he asks.

“I think I wanna go more simple and do black.” you say and he groans.

“You always wear black dresses.”

“And? I look hot in them.” you defend.

“You’re right you’re right.” he accepts defeat and you giggle.

As the night goes on you slowly slump further into Heeseung’s side. At one point his arm goes numb so you scooch in front of him and rest your back against his chest. You’ve gotten used to being so close to him, and at this point you just wanted more.

His arms are wrapped loosely around you as you watch Coraline on the tv. He reaches up to run his hand through his hair but instead punches you decently hard in the boob. You yelp and hold your chest.

“Ahh! Sorry sorry!” he holds your shoulders. “I’m sorry.”

You can’t help but laugh through your pain. “Trying to make me lose a boob or something?”

“Noo, no I’m sorry, forgive me.” he asks, sounding genuinely worried.

Sure you were exaggerating your reaction, but what’s wrong with having a little fun with him.

You elbow him in the side and he cries out.

“Revenge.” you say with a smug smile.

He waits a moment before grabbing your waist and flipping you onto your back. He’s always stronger than you would’ve guessed. You yell as he climbs on top of you and begins to tickle your sides.

You kick around and try to push him off but he won’t budge.

“Get off, I’m dying!” you cackle from his relentless tickling.

“You asked for it.” he says.

“I thought we promised no tickle fights?” you grab a pillow to protect yourself but he’s quick to chuck it away.

“I had my fingers crossed.” he jokes.

You muster all of your strength and hook your leg around him to get him onto his back, a trick Jungwon taught you.

Without thought, you climb on top of him and pin his hands down. It take you a moment to realize what position you’re in. You both freeze for a second before bursting out laughing.

You fall onto your back, holding your chest.

“What the hell was that?” he asks, laughing. “Some fifty shades of gray type of shit.”

You kick him in the shoulder. “I’m sorry!” you say through a fit of giggles. You try to push yourself up but your legs are bent in a way that makes it a little tough. Heeseung assists you and pulls you up into a sitting position by your waist.

You’re still giggling a bit when you feel his nose brush against yours.

“Hi.” you whisper and he waits a moment before gently pushing his lips against yours. Your heart leaps into your throat but you try to stay calm as possible.

He pulls away (to your disappointment) and looks at you with wide eyes.

“Fuck, I’m sorry-” he says and before he can finish your hold his face and kiss him back. His arms snake around your waist and he pulls you flush against him.

You can’t believe that this is happening. You wonder if all the things you’ve fantasized about would happen tonight. Of course not, you’re crazy, you think. But you could already imagine with hands adventuring your body, touching you just how you like it.

Your fingers dip into the back of his shirt collar. You’re barely touching his skin, but it still feels so special.

His lips move to your cheek, then your jaw, then your neck. Your breath becomes increasingly ragged as his kisses become more open mouthed and messy.

He looks up at you. “Is this okay? Like do you want this?”

You nod eagerly and he smiles. “Cute.” he says to himself.

He gently rests you onto your back and traces your waist before pushing your top up. He peppers kisses all over your stomach and ribs before getting to the band of your bralette.

You blush. “I would’ve worn something nicer if I knew this was gonna happen.”

He shakes his head. “I like it, it’s pretty.”

You tug your shirt over your head along with your bra. He lets out a small gasp and you rush to cover yourself.

“Wait, no no.” he pulls your hands away.

“You’re making me shy.” you turn your head away and he chuckles.

“So perfect.” he says before softly kissing your chest.

You let out a small moan while running your fingers through his hair.

He slowly runs his tongue over your nipples while rubbing your sides. You can feel wetness starting to pool in your underwear.

You instinctively swivel your hips, looking for some kind of stimulation and he smiles.

“Do you need something?” he asks teasingly and you feel your cheeks heat up.

“Yeah,” you answer.

“What is it?”

You shake your head out of embarrassment.

“Well you’re gonna have to tell me or I’m just gonna leave you like this.” he says nonchalantly and you sigh.

You swallow your pride. “Touch me, please?”

“Attagirl.” he says and tugs your shorts off. “Show me how you like it.”

Your eyes widen. “Huh?”

“You heard me,” he says. “Show me first.”

You breathe in nervously before sliding your hand into your underwear. You circle your clit once and do your best to hold in a moan. He pulls your underwear to the side to watch you.

“Do you think about me when you touch yourself?” he asks. “When you’re home alone and it’s late at night?”

You nod sheepishly and he smiles. “What do you imagine?”

“I’m not telling you,” you blush. “It’s embarrassing.”

“Don’t be embarrassed. If you tell me, I'll tell you what I think about too.” he suggests and you accept the deal.

“I-I imagine my fingers being yours,” you swallow thickly.

“Mhm,” he encourages you while gingerly kissing your thighs.

“And,” you hesitate for a moment. “I imagine your tongue on me, and you filling me up. What about you?”

He smiles. “I imagine touching you like this,” he rubs his hands down your thighs and reaches up to pinch your nipples. “I imagine kissing you here,” he kisses your inner thigh, “and here,” he kisses you so close to where you need him the most and you quiver. He grabs your hand and pushes your fingers into his mouth. Your eyes widen and he smirks. “You taste good.”

You nearly cum just from seeing and hearing that.

“I imagine doing this.” He lowers his head and licks a gentle stripe up your pussy. Your thighs snap around his head and he pushes them back open.

“Relax sweetheart, let me make you feel good.” he says before delving into you. Your back arches off the bed right away and your fingers find his hair. Goddamn he’s good.

He circles his tongue on your clit, hungrily but still gently.

“Fuck,” you exhale and he smiles.

He pushes a finger into you with ease and soon adds another. You roll your hips against his tongue as his fingers pump in and out of you. You whimper as the overwhelming pleasure runs through your body.

“Oh my god,” you squeak as your legs begin to shake. Already? You think.

His fingers stay at a steady pace as he messily sucks on your clit. You tug at his hair and he moans into you.

“Please don’t stop.” you beg and he obeys.

Your hips begin to lift off the mattress and he pins you down, keeping you in place. Your orgasm pours through you like sweet syrup, leaving you trembling under him.

He comes up to kiss you, letting you taste yourself. You wipe your juices off his chin with your thumb then lick it off.

He watches you in awe. “God you’re hot.”

You pull his hoodie over his head and push him onto his back. Your fingers trace his shoulders, then his waist, and every muscle on his torso. You kiss him down to the band of his sweats before pulling them down along with his Calvins.

His cock springs up and hits his lower stomach. You slowly kiss up his shaft then waste no time getting him in your mouth. He hisses and caresses your hair.

He hits the back of your throat every time you bob your head but you don’t care. His head drops back with a tempting moan.

“Fuck you’re good.” he says with a small smile.

You stroke the inches you can’t reach with your hand.

You wish you could imprint this image of him in your mind: his head lulling back, his adam's apple bobbing every time he swallows, his brows furrowing, his mouth parting open. You’re almost tempted to take a photo.

You take him all the way into your throat and swallow around him. The moan he lets out sounds better than a song.

You look up at him and watch him rake his hand through his hair. His abs contract every time you come down on him.

“Just like that,” he purrs, sending heat straight to your core.

You feel so dirty with your spit dripping down your chin but at the same time, it feels so good.

“Such a good girl,” he coos. “Sucking this cock so well.”

You nod at him and he smiles.

“Come here,” he pulls you into a position where he can reach you better and squeezes your ass. He tenderly traces his fingers down your spine before slowly pushing two fingers into you. You whine on his cock and he smirks.

“Still so wet.” he says while slightly curling his fingers, you jolt and he chuckles. “Feels good huh?”

You nod and he pets your hair. “Keep going, that’s it.”

His fingers pick up the pace as your sucking and licking becomes more sloppy.

His moans become more desperate and when he expects you to pull off you keep your head down, taking his cum down your throat.

“Did you just swallow?” he asks you, still breathing heavy.

You nod with a smile and he pulls you into a passionate kiss.

He flips you onto your back, eagerly kissing down your body before lining himself up with your entrance.

“Fuck me please,” you exhale and he smiles.

“Of course,” he pushes into you and you whine from the feeling. He stretches you out just right. “God you have good pussy.” he moans and you giggle.

He leans down to kiss you and you whimper into his mouth.

“Don’t stop,” you plead and he kisses your neck, sucking and nibbling to leave a hickey. “People are gonna see.” you say and he smiles.

“That’s the point.” he says. "Don’t you want people to know how good you are for me?”

You blush and nod.

“Give me one too sweetheart.” he says softly while leaning over you.

You rub up and down his sides while gently biting and licking at his neck, leaving a pretty red blush on his neck.

His fingers trail down to circle your clit while grinding his hips into yours. Your eyes roll back as he does so and he smiles. He can’t stop thinking about how captivating you are. He can’t take his eyes off you. Which gives him an idea.

He grabs your jaw and turns it to the mirror next to your bed. “Look at yourself.” he says.

Your heartbeat quickens, not used to seeing yourself in this state.

“Look how good you take it.” he says and you can’t deny it, you look hot as fuck.

He looks at you watching his cock disappear in and out of your cunt. You drag your hands over your waist and go to roll your nipples between your fingers.

His fingers are so slick on your clit from your juices and everything feels so good that you can’t really believe it.

He grabs onto the headboard for leverage and he looks so fucking good like this. Ever since he turned your head to the mirror, you can’t look away. You only turn to face him when your legs begin to shake and the fire in your stomach starts to dance.

“Please don’t stop,” you say with sparkling eyes. “I’m close.”

“Cum for me sweetheart,” he says right by your ear. “Be good.”

That alone sends you over the edge.

You’re back arches and your eyes roll back as your orgasm surges through you. He moans into your neck as he releases into you. You’re still pulsing around him when he finishes.

He kisses your cheeks as you come down for your high. “You did so well princess.”

You can’t help but cling to him and he chuckles. “I have to pull out of you eventually.”

“I like the way you feel.” you whine and he smiles.

You opt to cock warm him. He lays on his back and pulls you on top to straddle him. He gently pushes into you as you lay on his chest and enjoy the feeling.

He strokes your back and kisses your shoulder for a bit before he starts to subdtley thrust up into you.

You give him a look and he smiles at you sheepishly. “Wanna go again?”

#Heeseung smut #enhypen smut #Kpop smut

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Mimiii can we see Jungkookie taking care of the twins in their baby stage? I still have a hangoverrr in the serieees! I really love ur works 🤍🤍🤍

Ahh here's some soft dad Jungkook taking care of their babies! I hope you like this one! And thank you so much for enjoying 🥰 - This takes place at the end of part 03

Title: The Love After Drabble (05): My fingers are tucked underneath their chins and they won’t let go || You and Jungkook savor your daughters' first year

WC: 4,075

From: The Love After (werewolf!JK x human!reader)

You hear Jungkook’s footsteps get closer, his sighs audible even with your daughters’ loud and constant crying.

He enters the bedroom and you can’t help but smile at his slightly exasperated face.

“They won’t stop,” he pouts. “I kept sounding the wind chime and they’d pause for a second and then cry again. I even raised them up to look at the Moon but they kept going.”

“Raised them to look at the Moon?” You chuckle. “What for?”

“To calm them down?” He shrugs. “Works for us when we do that, but it’s not working for them. They’re crying so much and I don’t know if they’re in pain or scared or if they want something.”

You set aside the book you’re reading and lift yourself to sit on the bed.

Arms out, you motion for your daughters. “I told you they’re hungry, Kook.”

“But you just fed them. And it’s way past their bedtime. How are they still hungry?” He wonders, watching you cradle them in your arms before you remove the straps of your nightgown to reveal your breasts, full and ready for another round of nursing.

“They’re growing babies, Kook,” you say, expertly maneuvering your daughters in the position you know they’re comfortable with at night, with both of them facing you while tucked under your arms, your hands supporting their heads.

Jungkook proceeds to help with the nursing pillow, the stress melting away as Eunjoo and Hayoon immediately latch onto your nipples, their cries fading and their little hands gently laying on you.

They’re only shy of 4 months, which means you’ve only been doing this for 4 months, but you seem to know everything about your daughters already, Jungkook observes. You know exactly how they sound when they’re tired, hungry, or need a change. You know by the way their eyes widen that they see something they recognize as familiar. You can identify what it is that may have caused their lips to turn up, and you can easily make them smile with your caresses and lullabies.

Jungkook should’ve known that you could sense they were indeed hungry, yet he insisted on taking them out to the porch for some air earlier in hopes it would calm them down, but of course, you knew exactly what they needed.

He sits next to you and smiles, appeased that there at least wasn’t anything scaring or hurting them, and that all they needed was you.

“So much for saying I’ll give each of them my 100% attention,” he huffs. “I never know what they want, and I just don’t know how to soothe them. They’re so in love with you that I feel like a fourth wheel.”

You hold in your laugh as you look at Jungkook, a pout now on his face as he watches your daughters touch you delicately, while he sits by like a spectator.

“Kook, they love you. You just have nothing to feed them,” you try to comfort him, although the chuckle that escapes your mouth doesn’t really help. “This is what they need right now, okay? And it’s something only I can give them. But they’ll outgrow it, and pretty soon, they’re not gonna be able to get enough of their dad who’s surely going to spoil them with all his love and affection.”

“Wish they knew who changes their nasty diapers every 4 hours,” he huffs.

“I’m sure they do. That kind of thing just doesn’t allow for intimate moments,” you reason.

He sighs and sits silently, his heart melting at the little ones feed from you, as they slowly but surely drift to sleep, their eyelashes fluttering against their soft skin, and Jungkook will never get tired of watching them just be, knowing they’ll be growing up too quickly for him to savor moments like this.

Your hums of a lullaby fades, as you feel them loosen around you. “Good night my little angels,” you coo. “Daddy will take you to bed now, okay?”

You help the babies settle in Jungkook’s arms, as he sways them tenderly, his eyes in wonder as he gazes at their beautiful faces, with their chubby cheeks and cute noses and mop of hair that he likes combing his fingers through.

He gently lays them on their cribs, thinking of how they’d been crying just a half hour ago, and how they look so comfortable and at ease right now. He watches for a few more moments, whispering his goodnight as he caresses their cheeks.

You giggle to yourself at how Jungkook had been distressed just a half hour ago, which is how he usually is when your daughters start crying or showing discomfort, and how he seems satisfied and perhaps marveling at how perfect and peaceful they look right now. And even with his broad back turned on you, you know how softly he’s smiling.

He’s taking more time than usual, so you call his name and ask if he’s okay.

“My fingers are tucked underneath their chins and they won’t let go,” he tells you, as he continues to thumb their cheeks, drawing patterns on them.

“They probably heard their daddy craving for their affection,” you chuckle.

He slowly slips out and finally turns to you with a proud smile on his face, feeling accomplished, like his daughters had just affirmed to him that they know him, they feel him, and they need him. And like what he’s learned with it comes to them, you were right.

“So can I have your attention now?” You ask, looking at him and just wanting him close.

Seeing Jungkook in nothing but his pajama shorts with his bare, toned chest has become one of your favorite things to marvel at. But seeing him do that - beautiful as he is - with your daughters in his arms, looking at them like they’re the most precious beings in this world, it’s incredibly special.

And quite arousing, too, if you’re being honest.

He climbs in bed and hovers over you, his hand stroking your cheek this time.

“But you always have it,” he smiles, soft but sensual. “I’m just so taken by our angels, and by you, too, especially with how you are with them.”

“Goes both ways,” you mumble, as he thumbs your lower lip, and your breath hitches at how intently he’s looking at you.

You look back at him and see the desire in his eyes that you’re sure you’re mirroring, and you both hold onto each other’s gaze before he captures your lips in his. The kiss is slow, warm, yet heavy, and you savor these moments, too, when you and Jungkook speak to each other this way, when words aren’t enough, when you let the connection forged by your bond express what you can’t say.

He pulls away before he loses himself even more in you. “Do you think your parents can babysit them for a few hours tomorrow?” He smirks.

You giggle and nod. “I’m sure they won’t mind.”

Jungkook exits the bathroom with Eunjoo and Hayoon in his arms, both wrapped in their matching baby towels and babbling words that Jungkook responds to like he understands what they’re saying.

“About time, Kook. They’re gonna be here in an hour,” you say, as you sit on the bed you’ve just made.

“I know but it’s not easy to give both of them a bath at the same time,” he responds, placing them on the blanket you laid out. “They like being together but they cry when I’m holding their sister and not them.”

“I’m sure you like all the attention,” you tease.

“If it’s theirs, I do,” he smiles.

You playfully shake your head as you watch him massage their heads dry with the towel, one after the other. He does it so naturally, moving from one baby to the next before someone cries. He then takes Eunjoo, lifts her little legs up, tickles her toes that earns him a laugh, then places them down on the diaper, which he secures. He makes sure they’re snug before he kisses her nose, then moves on to Hayoon to do the same thing.

He coos at them while he does this, and you smile at the thought of him worrying just months prior that your daughters don’t seem to be needing him like they do you, but now, they can’t seem to get enough of him, too. Their eyes light up when he appears, and they melt easily into him once they’re in his arms.

Finally patted dry with their diapers on, Jungkook sits them on the bed. “Okay, let’s see what mommy made for you to wear.”

To celebrate Eunjoo and Hayoon being 6 months old, you and Jungkook decided to throw a very small party at your house. It’s also the start of the tradition you plan to continue, with gatherings being hosted in your backyard as you enjoy good food and watching the children run around the massive space.

Jungkook had finished making the long tables and benches and you’d set aside the pies for later. The only thing left to do is choose which of the newly knitted dresses your daughters will wear, something to match the headbands you made for them.

You place the one with the accent of the sun on Hayoon’s head, and the one with a flower on Eunjoo’s. You put up the dresses against them to see which would make the perfect outfit, and by the way Jungkook’s face brightens, you know that the similar-designed green and blue ones would be it.

You both dress your daughters and take their photos with the Polaroid camera after Jungkook returns from his bath.

Your family and friends arrive not long after with more food and their kids in tow. Namjoon and Jin-Ae’s children run outside once they see the space, and Taehyung and Mi-Rae’s follow. Baram’s sons are walking about, bringing Hoseok with them as they re-familiarize themselves in your home, while you welcome everyone inside before you lead them out to the backyard.

“Wow, your place looks beautiful, ___,” Jin-Ae says, marveling at the garden and how airy yet cozy it feels.

“It’s a far cry from how it looked that one time I visited,” Seokjin adds.

“Well, I was living for myself then,” Jungkook responds. “Not anymore.”

He wraps one arm around your waist as he holds Eunjoo then glances at you cradling Hayoon, and you mirror his smile.

Even he can’t believe just how much this space has changed, how much it feels like a home and not just a house that he escaped to. There’s you and him and your daughters in every corner, and he feels proud he gets to show it off.

“___?” Hoseok goes out to the porch where you are. “Do you mind if Haneul and Byung-ho play with the toys on the table? They won’t let them go.”

“Oh, go ahead,” you smile. “Eunjoo and Hayoon can’t even hold them yet. Someone here just got too excited and made them,” you cock your head to the side.

“You made these?” Hoseok asks Jungkook, examining the toy trains. “These are very well-made.”

“I told him that,” you say. “There’s more, actually - wooden ducks, birds, trees. He’s even making rocking horses and a playhouse.”

You turn to Jungkook who looks flustered from the attention, as everyone praises him for his creations. He works hard on these everyday, drawing up designs then carving and painting them. He insists it’s simple, but you can see the way he makes them with so much care and detail, as if letting your daughters know that the toys were created only for them.

“Maybe you could put up your own toy shop,” Mi-Rae suggests. “You’ll never run out of clients. Plus, you get to work on your own time.”

Jungkook hums, eyes far away as he considers it.

“Could be nice,” you whisper. “Something to think about.”

He smiles at you, imagining having his own space and managing his own time, allowing him to be with you and your daughters whenever he wants. His thoughts are disturbed when your mother says it’s time to prepare the food for lunch.

The afternoon goes by full of everyone’s laughter. You just feel like there’s so much joy in the air, and it’s during this moment when you feel your grandfather’s presence, like he’s watching over you, smiling at how happy you are.

You’re standing on the porch, savoring this moment, watching your loved ones gush at Eunjoo and Hayoon squeal as Jungkook lifts them up, one on each hand, making them feel like they’re flying. His eyes follow them as they ascend, glimmering at the sight of his angels having the time of their lives.

“Who knew he had it in him, huh?” You hear Namjoon’s deep, comforting voice next to you.

You follow his gaze and you know he’s thinking the same thing, as he smiles at his brother laughing along with his daughters.

“To be a good father? Of course he’d be, Namjoon. You know just how caring he is.”

“I mean, who knew he had it in him to let himself be happy again.”

You turn towards your Alpha, your friend, your mate’s brother, a man whose life is so intertwined with yours and Jungkook’s even beyond bloodlines. Namjoon had seen your story unfold, and his words just carry with them so much meaning.

“He and I never really talked about Jin-Ae, you know?” Namjoon continues at your silence. “I knew what they had. Even if they never said anything about it, I knew. He and I were close enough for me to notice - to notice the way he smiled, the way his eyes would light up, how hopeful he looked. Jungkook is an empathetic person even if he barely shows emotions, and I saw how he opened up with her, as if he was letting himself feel something for the first time.”

You hum in response, recalling that time that Jungkook told you the same thing.

You never felt anything negative towards Jin-Ae, having accepted that what they had was something special, and what they have for each other now is respect - he’d told her how he appreciated her talking to you that afternoon at Amma’s, how she calmed you down when he was hurt, and how she helped you through your first transformation, among other things. But you never really thought of how Namjoon felt about all this, always thinking it was something you’d never know.

“When the Ceremony happened, I couldn’t be completely happy, knowing the pain that caused him. And I never told him this but it crushed me when he left the next day and locked himself out here, keeping all of us at a distance. Keeping me at a distance.”

“You never tried talking to him about it?” You ask.

“He stayed away, and I just felt like it wasn’t something he wanted to talk about, and I respected that. It was mostly business between us after; he played the role of protector more than brother, until you came. And past all the hurt and all the pain you both went through, he came out of it like this,” Namjoon motions to where Jungkook is, his face still glowing with joy. “Someone brave enough to feel, to be genuinely happy. You did that. You and your daughters did that.”

You nod, lips quivering at the memory of the night you and Jungkook bonded and how you felt his loneliness, his sadness, his innermost fear of being alone and being without love, and how all that felt so unbearable, but how it all faded when you looked into his eyes, when you let him know that he’d have you for the rest of your lives.

“Our faith in the Moon is part of who we are, ___, and when something happens that makes us doubt it, it shakes us,” Namjoon explains. “You gave him something to believe in again. You gave him something to live for. And in that sense, you gave me my brother back.”

You quickly wipe the tear that falls, and you see Namjoon smile as he catches a glimpse of it, but he doesn’t say anything else.

You meet Jungkook’s eyes and he gives a satisfied smile, almost as if he’d heard everything, and he might’ve if he wanted to listen, but you have a feeling that even if he didn’t, he just knows.

You both sit out on the outdoor couch later that night after everyone has left, with Eunjoo and Hayoon each sleeping soundly in your arms.

“What did Namjoon say to you earlier? Seemed like a serious conversation,” Jungkook asks.

“Just that you’re happy with me,” you turn towards him.

“I thought that was obvious,” he smiles.

“And that he’s glad to have his brother back.”

This catches him off guard, as it’s something he never really talked about.

“I used to look up to him a lot,” Jungkook shares. “And then I didn’t, because selfishly, I couldn’t stand to be near him. But we’re past all that. Every time I’m at the pack house now to do my rounds, I’d ask him what the normal color of baby’s poop is and what stories I should read to our daughters so they’ll become smart, too.”

You laugh at this, but you don’t miss the affection that Jungkook still has for Namjoon, and how finding his own happiness had led to mending relationships he didn’t bother to fix.

“Thank you, though,” he adds. “Because he’s right. You make me happy, our angels make me happy. And I hope you know that seeing all 3 of you happy because of me means the world to me.”

“I know, Kook. I know.”

“Happy birthday to my little sun,” Jungkook kisses Hayoon’s cheek. “And happy birthday to my little flower,” he kisses Eunjoo this time. “And happy one year since pushing these angels out of your womb,” he kisses your lips.

“And happy one year since annoying the heck out of my sister when I was doing that,” you tease.

“She and I promised to never speak of it again. And that means you, too,” he pouts at you.

“I’ll try,” you laugh.

Jungkook sits with you at the dining table while you continue mashing the meat to feed your daughters. He takes one bowl from you as he eyes the plate meant for him.

“Is that all the food we have?” He asks innocently.

You give him a shy smile as you nod. “They finished it.”

“You mean our daughters finished 2 days’ worth of meat that I hunted just yesterday?” He furrows his brows, looking at the little ones seated on their high chairs, laughing at his face while completely unaware of the reason for their father’s distress.

“We all did! I prepare our normal serving. We just didn’t account for these 2 liking mashed meat so much,” you laugh.

“Not long ago, they wouldn’t let go of your breasts, leaving me no time for them,” he says, and you pinch him for knowing what he means, given the times he’d urge your daughters to finish so he could have time with you, too. “And now, they’re finishing our food?”

Jungkook laughs, softly pinching your daughters’ cheeks as they babble and say da, arms out to signal that they want to eat more.

He feeds Eunjoo her last bite while you do the same for Hayoon. Seeing that they don’t seem satisfied yet, he takes a slice from his plate of meat and mashes it, placing portions in each of your daughter’s bowls then proceeds to feed each one.

“What a dream you are, Jungkook,” you swoon, watching him give up some of his food for the little ones.

“Well, they got their appetite from me so might as well be the one to sacrifice,” he shrugs.

You chuckle at his musings, but it’s not lost on you how natural it is for him to do this, to put others before him, to love with all of him.

Contrary to what he initially thought, he’s very in tune with your daughters’ needs, and it’s been heartwarming seeing him care for them the way he does.

He gives them their toddler cups to drink water from, and you take the opportunity to walk towards him and sit on his lap.

With your arms wrapped around his neck, you mumble I love you and kiss his cheek.

“Melting into a puddle now again, are you?” He teases.

“Yes,” you vigorously nod, kissing his cheek again, and again, and again.

“___, the kids are right there,” he laughs.

“Then I shall have them join me in kissing your lovely face, then!”

You take them in your arms and ask Jungkook to stand up, kissing his cheek again for your kids to see. They’re observant and tend to imitate you, and you encourage them to follow your lead.

“Let’s show daddy how much we love him, alright angels?” You say, giving Jungkook another peck, and it’s what prompts them to squeal and do the same.

He takes them in his arms, giggling at the feel of their lips on his skin, their not-so-tiny hands touching his face. They lean on his shoulders after, and you make it to the camera in time to snap a shot of a tender moment between the 3 of them.

Happy birthday, angels, you sign the photo.

You and Jungkook jointly give them a bath, then you all get ready to head to the garden between the pack house and Amma’s for your daughters’ party. Your families convinced you to have it there; it’s the first birthday of the Beta’s children, after all, and that’s a cause for the whole town’s celebration.

You give in, being reminded that Jungkook still has responsibilities, and you enjoy the moment with everyone in attendance, as they gush over your daughters’ pretty knitted coats and the ribbons on their hair.

The end-of-winter air is perfect, and there’s enough warmth to go around for an afternoon filled with good food and good conversations. You don’t miss the piles of gifts on the table and the variety of food from the residents, with many of them thanking Jungkook for something, warming your heart at how he’s able to show up for you, your daughters, and this whole town without fail. And how he gets all that love in return.

You both watch as Eunjoo and Hayoon run around with their little legs, getting stronger by the day. You coo at their enjoyment of the food and their attempts to bite the sweet potatoes with their tiny mouths. You laugh at them as they try to climb on Jungkook to touch the trees. And you look at them tenderly while they point at the ducks by the pond in wonder and curiosity.

They’re growing so fast; you blink and there’s something new they discover or could do. It’s nothing short of beautiful being able to witness it all.

“This was lovely, Kook. I’m glad we had this. Everyone loves them,” you whisper to your mate, taking his hand in yours. “This whole town will raise our children. They’ll do it with us.”

“They will, ___,” he kisses your temple. “And our daughters will love them back.”

It’s amazing how time flies, Jungkook thinks, as his eyes fall on them with the other town’s kids, surrounding Amma as she reads them a story about the Moon.

Just this past year since having Eunjoo and Hayoon, so much has changed - his home, his disposition, his relationships, your joy, and his. They’re all good ones, really, as he’s learned to savor every small and big moment with the 3 of you - from hearing your daughters’ first words, to seeing them walk, then crawl, then run, to teaching them animal sounds and the alphabet, then hearing them try to sing along to your lullabies, then mimicking the sounds of the birds across the sky.

He's learned to savor all the in-betweens with you, too - holding your hand, waking up next to you, stealing kisses, and gazing at the Moon in appreciation for how your lives turned out, and for what you were able to create together.

There’s an entire lifetime for your family, and he knows he’ll be savoring each instance, each moment, each snippet with you by his side.

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