#SHUICHI... WITHOUT HIS COAT

[smolthealmighty]

Spinaraki Week 4 Day 7: All

Who Tells Your Story and How Does It End?

It’s the day of Spinner’s final book signing, just one more day of meeting and greeting the people who were touched by his work, and then he’ll have served his sentence and be considered a free man (with all his royalties to boot). But before he can start the next chapter of his life, he’ll have to reflect on what he gained and lost with his final fan.

Another fan walking up, another round of awkward yet meaningful back-and-forth about how much the book and its story means to the both of them, another autograph with a personalized note, and another “farewell and good luck”.

This had been Shuichi Iguchi’s Sisyphean routine for the past couple years. Ever since his account of the villains who he called friends was miraculously allowed to be published for the masses to read, his life had become a seemingly endless parade of book tours, seminars, speeches, and charity events all in the name of making sure no one got left behind or fell through the cracks like the League of Villains had. It was tough work for him, he didn’t think he could ever truly feel comfortable under a spotlight or on a podium, but it was worth it.

It was worth it to see just how many people whose hearts he had touched with his story, from people who were shaken out of their apathy after seeing what the villains went through to make them who they were, to people who had gone through similar circumstances themselves and got the courage to take action after reading his book. Some people were inspired to go into politics and law to fix the system, others were motivated to simply change their behavior to be more empathetic and reach out to those who looked like they needed help.

It was funny, Shuichi thought, that he out of everyone had inherited Tomura’s dream, that he had been the one who finally spun that dream into reality, and did so by putting his own spin on it. It was funny, in a bittersweet sort of way.

Today was going to bring a break in that routine though. Today was the final day of his sentence. True, he got off a bit easier compared to what he feared would happen, but three years of time in a mental health facility followed by five years of book related “community service” under the watchful eye of the rehabilitation program created in the wake of the war was still quite a lot to go through. And after this final book signing event was over, he could take his book royalties and walk out into the world without any further consequence. He could consider himself a free man.

The fans came, they were greeted, they laughed, they cried, they commiserated, they praised, they got their books signed, they left. Over and over until finally there was only one guest left.

The guest had shoulder length black hair that was half up in a bun even messier than Himiko’s had been, and Shuichi could tell it was dyed by the lighter roots. He was wearing a decent enough suit and a heavy coat on over that, with a flu mask covering his mouth. Still, the outfit did nothing to hide the vibes of anxiety this guy was exuding in spades.

“Hi, nice to meet you,” Shuichi greeted him, “Who should I make this autograph out to?”

“Hmm, oh no name don’t put a name I’m… not sure what my name is,” the guest physically winced at his own unconvincing excuse.

“Ok, I’ll address it to ‘schmoopy’. That’s your name now.”

Schmoopy looked bewildered but also a bit amused, so Shuichi gave himself an internal pat on the back for getting the guest to chill.

“I have questions.”

Shuichi looked up from the book he was signing, “What kind of questions?”

“Several.”

“…Ok, shoot.”

“The parts with Tomura Shigaraki read like a love story. Was that intentional?”

Shuichi was glad he was already finished with signing the book, because he knew he would’ve accidentally destroyed the autograph if he’d been asked this in the middle of it.

“Well, not at first.”

Schmoopy’s raised eyebrow indicated he was surprised that Shuichi didn’t deny the claim, so he began to explain.

“When I first started trying to write this story, I had actually intended it to be this grand immortalization of Tomura’s philosophy on how ‘hero society needs to be demolished in order to reject it the same way it rejects those who can’t fit into the roles it needs’. So like Destro’s Manifesto Part 2: Electric Boogaloo. Of course that’s not what came out, because that was a terrible idea and I couldn’t write that if I tried. What I found much easier to write about was just the story of our journey together. How we all met, when and how we became friends, what fights we got into and who we lost along the way, how we fought back and what we gained out of it. Writing about my friends helped me process everything, let me reminisce on the time we spent together but also grieve their passing. And well, that’s how I ended up realizing what story genre my bond with Tomura would’ve matched the best.”

“A romance?” probed Schmoopy.

“Yeah,” Shuichi replied fondly before continuing, “It wasn’t until I was able to lay it all on paper that I understood what direction our relationship was heading. Our first time playing video games, how quickly we became attached to each other within the following weeks, the emptiness I felt and how Tomura’s response was to quickly empathize with me, my promise to support him, his eagerness to show me he was worth supporting, the lengths each of us went through to make the other’s dream come true,” here Shuichi’s voice wobbled before he steadied himself, “and how he dedicated his final words to me. Each individual moment was precious on its own, but altogether it became an obvious love story. I didn’t set out to write a romance, I just happened to have found one after it had already ended.”

“I’m sorry,” Schmoopy consoled.

“It’s okay,” Shuichi placated, “With how I grew up I thought I’d never be loved at all. It’s not the best outcome, but I’m glad to know that someone loved me truly, and loved me as much as I loved them in return.”

Schmoopy paused for a moment, and Shuichi wondered if he’d said too much, but the guest pressed on with another question.

“Ok, next one. Considering everything that happened, from meeting the league, befriending and falling in love with Tomura, and knowing the tragic ending of it all… would you do it again?”

“Yes. I mean hypothetically speaking, if I got thrown back in time to the moment I first met my friends and I could use what I know now to affect the outcome, then I absolutely would. I’d bond with them sooner, take more detours for side missions that didn’t add much to our progress but were fun to do anyway. I’d make more time to just hang out with Tomura and enjoy that time together, maybe figure out my feelings for him sooner. Maybe I’d even be able to convince Tomura not to get the sketchy surgery that caused everything to go downhill, to ease himself into getting more power. Who knows how society would’ve turned out if that was the route we took. But, even if I couldn’t change anything, I’d still do it all again. After all, it’s just even more time I would get to spend with the people who mattered to me the most, and with the guy who loved me best.”

Schmoopy’s mouth quivered and his eyes got watery, quite emotionally touched by that answer. “Sorry,” he apologized as he wiped his sleeve across his face, “got stuff in my eye.”

“Is it tears?”

“Oh shut up”, he snorted while continuing to vigorously rub the mess off of his face, his mask getting pushed around from how hard he was scrubbing, “I’ve got one final question.”

“Sure, take your time…” Shuichi said, then promptly became speechless as Schmoopy dropped his arm. The coat sleeve was covered in make up and the face mask had fallen off.

Schmoopy’s face was covered in golden cracks -no wait, they were healed over scars- making him look like a kintsugi masterpiece.

Schmoopy’s scars were most prominent around his eyes, but the largest two were almost identical scratches on his right eye and left lip.

Schmoopy also had a mole below the right side of his mouth and red eyes that shined with determination.

Schmoopy was Tomura Shigaraki, the love of his life.

“Final question. Now that your sentence is over and the statute of limitations of my crimes passed, would you maybe want to run away with me?”

As they sprinted hand-in-hand out of the building and blended into the crowd to start their next chapter together, Spinner giddily started planning out how he’d write the epilogue he’d have to add to his book the next time it got republished.

[shslstudshuichisaihara]

Shuichi has a lot of respect for kaito he really does, but he just could help stealing Maki away from him. Everything about her was such a turn-on. So when he walked in on her naked, he did the only sensible thing to in that situation he claimed and not made sure that'd shed be crying out his name for the foreseeable future

"... Hm? Ah, Kaito. Could you help me get dressed? You know it's hard for me to pull these up, so..."

Shuichi was... Honestly shocked he'd ever get to see Maki like this. The boy having gone to fetch Maki for the usual training session; He'd ended up walking straight into her room without her realizing it was him... And to top it off, she was bare-ass-naked in front of him! He... He really, really shouldn't do this. He tried his damnedest to steel his resolve and ensure he wasn't about to ruin his friend's girlfriend for life, but...

He'd already found himself walking up behind Maki, his hand finding its way to grip a handful of the assassin's doughy, wobbly beta-killer asscheeks... Prompting a wide eyed expression from Maki for a moment! But, considering who she still thought this was; She calmed herself, simply groaning and shutting her eyes in response.

"Do you-- Ugh... You're really that needy, huh?... Fine. You won't take that long anyway, so-- Just hump away for now, and I'll get myself cleaned up before Shuichi needs us."

... At least, she -assumed-this was Kaito before she felt something undeniably meaty immediately thwacking onto her rippling, wobblebait ass... Even if he wore a toy, Kaito never gave off this heat, either. This was... Th-This was...

"Wh- Who the fuck is thi--"

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"OOOOOOOONNNGHHHHHHH!~~~ SHUISHIIIII!~~~ GOOOOOOOD-- PLEEEEEASE, DON'T FUCKING STOOOOOP!~ I NEEDED THIS SO MUUUUCH- MOREMOREMOREMOREMOREEEEE!!!"

PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP-!!!

... Now, Shuichi was certain he wasn't entirely ruining his friendship with Kaito... After all! Even if it was under the wrong assumption, Maki was the one letting him do this... And she did seem pretty disappointed with Kaito's abilities to please her. He was just doing him a favour by railing Maki until she goes braindead-- Having her cheeks wobble and crash against his pelvis, rippling with every thrust was just what he'd want him to do! Though, hopefully Maki's bed doesn't break under this...

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Knock, Knock, Knock.

"Uh.... Yo, Maki-Roll? You're, uh, late to our workout. You alright in there? I haven't been able to find my sidekick all day, either! You see him, tell me what's up, okay?"

Unfortunately for Kaito... Through the door was a Maki laying face down on her bed-- Legs twitching, gut completely bloated with Shuichi's seed, ass straight up in the air as gallons of spunk oozed out of her holes. Poor girl had her face nose first in her own pillow, eyes having rolled into her head and drool completely coating the pillow in question. Unfortunately, she was in no state to answer Kaito like this-- Not for a while. While it seemed Kaito was about to come in and see the ruined assassin...~

"Ah-- She's, uh, she's busy, Kaito! I'm just helping her with something right now! Come back in, uh.... Come back tomorrow and we should be ready, alright?~"

With a barely audible groan from Maki...? Nó doubt they'd be going at this for a long, long while.~

[kawaiikichi]

Random Excerpt Time

Hello! I know I haven't posted much of any personal content since my BKDK Secret Santa fic and have just been reblogging lots of memes and stuff, so I'm going to change that.

I've been working on a post-canon V3 one-shot these days, which is becoming very angsty, but that's what I'm going for. So, I decided to share an excerpt from it with you all! It's called Ghosts.

I hope you guys like it :D

“So, back to those ghosts you keep talking about. You said that you can also see them?”

“Yeah, I can,” he replied.

“And?” Maki set her now empty cup down. “Who do you see?”

“Sometimes it’s Kaito and other times, it’s Kaede. I also see the others every now and then. However…”

“However?”

“There’s one of them that always appears every night without fail.”

“It’s not Kaito or Kaede?”

“No,” Shuichi told her with a shake of his head. He took a sip of his coffee only to set the cup back down, the now lukewarm drink leaving an odd taste in his mouth. “It’s Ouma-kun.”

Maki dropped the croissant sandwich that she picked up and was about to bite into. A myriad of emotions flickered through her ruby eyes before they settled on cold anger. Her eyes narrowed dangerously, making chills shoot down Shuichi’s back.

“Out of all of our former classmates that could pop up every night, it had to be him? That asshole?” she hissed.

“I know. I’m not sure why, to be honest. He just does,” Shuichi told her.

He chewed on his bottom lip, hoping that Maki wouldn’t ask any further about it. He wasn’t sure how he’d feel if she found out that he was lying to her.

He knew exactly why he kept seeing Kokichi’s ghost every night despite drowning himself in his work in an attempt to distract himself. He knew why and it crushed him.

He had turned his back to him at a time when the former supreme leader needed him the most. He said some hateful things that he could not take back no matter how badly he wanted to. The guilt from pushing Kokichi away gnawed at him every single night, giving way to various thoughts.

If he hadn’t left Kokichi alone after the end of the fourth trial, would that have helped anything? Would Kokichi have not spiraled into total madness and become the mastermind in an attempt to draw the true mastermind out? Would Kokichi have not met a tragic end in the Exisal hanger, staring up at the hydraulic press as it came down slowly before crushing him and coating it in his blood? Could Kokichi have been saved?

He wasn’t sure.

What he did know was that he regretted his actions to the point where it made him sick and want nothing more than to just curl up in a corner and die a quiet, painful death like Kokichi had.

[hermespie]

Prompt: "please , please.. what? Not even himself knows. Please be the person in the exisal? Please be alive? He doesn’t know the right word to put it in a way without disrespecting Momota."

Pairings: kokichi Ouma, Kiibo

A/N: have a lil' angst everyone <3 yeah no shit i've been having kiibouma brainrot lately so this should do, i guess.

“ A body has been discovered “

That nerving voice along with that annoyingly bright alarm sound caught Kiibo by surprise. An unsettling feeling came through his gut , twirling with nervousness. He stopped whatever he was doing and ran to the location Monokuma mentioned in the announcement.

It was a disaster.

Everything had just been happening too quickly, the uncertain death, the crazy unsolvable trial… Kiibo was already feeling quite tired from all the searching and tidying up his emotions that were all over the place.  

Ouma-kun… Momota-kun..

Whoever is in that exisal concerned Kiibo to the very extent of his entire mind.

Part of him wishes it was Ouma, though that would probably be even worse considering he’s the culprit and he had to see his execution with his bare eyes. And its also not really a respectful thing to think that Momota could be dead too.

During the entire trial, he could find himself moving his gaze towards the big, mechanic exisal. As if he’s looking for a hint around that thing, though he truly knows that it was all a waste of time anyway.

Ouma-kun, please…

please , please.. what? Not even himself knows. Please be the person in the exisal? Please be alive? He doesn’t know the right word to put it in a way without disrespecting Momota. Of course he would hate to see Momota dead, better yet see his execution. But the same feeling towards Ouma is much more stronger, for some reason.

Yeah right, for some reason.

He knew what is it, of course he does. He’s not that stupid for a robot that is learning about human emotions.

Clearly it is love.

How stupid, kiibo.  He mocked himself.

You finally decided to acknowledge that feeling only when the person is nowhere to be seen.

His mind is scattered with different thoughts and it made him unbearable. He had to focus on the trial, at least get to the bottom on who’s in the exisal.

And then, they did.

As soon as Momota stepped right out of the exisal, he felt a sudden relief, but something else was in there too. The sudden realization of someone, that could not be seen again. The feeling of panic, the feeling of imcomplete.

Does that mean, that ouma-kun is gone?

Does that mean, ouma kokichi no longer exist?

Please tell me that i'm wrong.

Looking at the gathering of Maki, Shuichi, Himiko and Kaito sparked something inside him.

Suddenly, the image of the hydraulic press showed up in his head.

The dripping blood around it, the coat hanging out of the press…

That blood belonged to kokichi.

The next moment, he felt the sudden urge to scream. But he couldn’t. the sudden urge to cry, but he couldn’t.

He’s trapped inside of the endless negative emotions, it wrapped him up like a black cloth.

Ouma kokichi is dead.

And I haven’t told him anything, not even seeing his last moments.

Instantly, He hated everything, the killing game, kokichi and himself.

He hated kokichi for distancing himself, and he also hated himself for falling into his lies.

He could've tried to understand him and stay by his side,

And now he doesn’t get to hear those lies anymore, better yet stay by his side.

The voices around him turned into ringing noises as it go through his ear, he couldn't focus on anything Momota has been saying. He tried to give some replies back but quickly felt back whatever he's been feeling now.

The only thing he heard was kokichi's last words.

And he hated every second of it.

-

The trial ended, the execution arrives. He wouldn’t watch it, but he had to, there are other friends here that needs his accompany. Being said that Maki is going through the same thing now.

He stood at where he was, emotions all over the place and he had no intentions on tidying them up.

He’s tired but he needs to stay optimistic just like what his inner voice had told him to:

"No matter the circumstances, stay positive, cause hope can overcome everything."

But he doesn’t feel that way right now.

And its gonna stay that way for a night.

Goodbye Momota-kun, Goodbye kokichi.

I love you.

[thelewdpokemanik]

Funny elf Shuichi go brrrr

Shuichi was standing in front of the door leading into Tsumugi’s house, shivering slightly in the cold winter’s wind as it blew against his bare skin.

But even the promise of warmth wasn’t enough to make him enter the Ultimate Cosplayer’s Christmas party.

He was profoundly embarrassed. The price Tsumugi had asked for using her house to host the party had been that she would get to design all of her classmates’ costumes, and, foolishly, Shuichi hadn’t thought to raise his voice in objection.

Sometimes, it was easy to forget that, despite Tsumugi acting somewhat like a wallflower, she was an irreverent pervert. And she had, of course, taken the opportunity to inflict her perversions on them all. Or at least, Shuichi assumed she had, since his own costume was…

The word that came to mind was slutty, and Shuichi didn’t feel like calling himself that. But neither whorish nor depraved were any more pleasant. Lewd was the barest minimum he could go down to without outright lying to himself.

Another strong wind blew between his bare thighs, making him jump and shiver.

Fuck it. He couldn’t stand another second out here.

He pressed on the doorbell, and almost as if she had been waiting for him, Tsumugi threw the door open immediately.

“Shuichi! You finally rang!” Tsumugi exclaimed, a spark in her eye that almost made the detective decide that walking back home wouldn’t be too bad a prospect. But before he could try and flee, the bluenette grabbed his arm and pulled him inside.

“Let me take your coat!” She exclaimed, already trying to pull it off him, but Shuichi struggled against her.

“N-No! It’s fine!” He said, a hint of desperation coloring his voice. His coat at least went down to his mid-thighs! Without it, everyone would see-

Shuichi blinked when he finally registered what Tsumugi was wearing, which could only be described as a gift cosplay. A lewd one, of course.

She seemed only to be wearing ribbons, in a complex arrangement that covered her most intimate parts, while still leaving as much skin visible without being categorized as naked. Like, the Christmas version of a bikini.

“There!” Tsumugi exclaimed, using Shuichi’s surprise against him, and ripping his coat off him, leaving him only wearing the costume the cosplayer had designed.

“Oh, I knew it!” Tsumugi exclaimed, drool escaping her lips as Shuichi’s blush exploded. “You just make for such a delicious-looking elf!” She said, rapidly walking around Shuichi to look at him from all angles, only to pause behind him for a moment and whistle, making Shuichi spin around, embarrassed.

“Wh-What is with this costume, Tsumugi!” He demanded, trying to have his anger overcome his embarrassment, if even for a moment, but the cosplayer wasn’t repentant in the slightest.

“What is it? Do you think I should’ve gone with a thong? I thought that you wouldn’t go for it, but I probably have something upstairs that’ll fit you if you insist…” Tsumugi wondered, looking very fixedly at his bulge, which simply couldn’t hide in the tight material.

“Wh-What!? No! This is- I can’t wear this in front of everyone!” Shuichi insisted though he could already tell from Tsumugi’s expression that he wouldn’t be convincing her.

She was staring at him, a sudden intense look on her face. “I can’t let you do that, Shuichi.” She said, making Shuichi pale.

He took a step back, a shiver going down his back. “T-Tsumugi?” He asked, but before he could react, the ribbon-adorned girl had grabbed hold of him once more. “Wh-What are you doing!?” The detective asked, struggling, but while he had been training with Kaito and Maki, Tsumugi was holding him with the strength of legions of horny fans.

“I won’t let you hide this magnificent cosplay from the world, Shuichi!” She said, before bodily picking him up, making him yelp as he was pressed against her, his face burning as he came into contact with so much bare skin.

He froze, trying not to touch her any more than necessary, but that only made her job easier as she walked towards the door leading into the foyer.

“And if a plain girl like me is enough to embarrass you, then you should definitely try and relieve some stress, if you know what I mean.” She declared, before boldly kicking the door open, attracting everyone’s eyes, and pushing him in.

The door closed behind him before he could so much as blink, and the sound of the lock turning made his heart plummet.

Thankfully, it seemed that not everyone had arrived yet, saving Shuichi some embarrassment at least, but still…

Everyone else here was also wearing skimpy Christmas-themed costumes. Kaito waved at him from the back of the room, his muscular chest bare except for a pair of candy cane-colored overall straps that were tied to his shorts, a redfaced Maki standing beside him, her eyes desperately fighting between staring at the astronaut and looking anywhere else.

Shuichi weakly waved back, but he didn’t have a chance to do much more, before a hand suddenly landed on his butt with a clap, making him yelp.

“Goddamn!” Miu yelled, palming one of his cheeks. “Talk about Christmas cake, am I right?” Shuichi tried to turn towards her, but her grip on him was like steel, and only his neck responded to his command.

But any protest he had been about to raise died in his throat as his eyes landed on the inventor.

Miu’s bust had always been, uh, impressive. But Tsumugi’s costume somehow seemed to leave it on display even more than usual, no doubt aided by her leather corset. There was a lewd look in her eyes, but when Shuichi tried and take a step back, Miu forcefully pulled him closer, until his face landed in an ocean of softness.

“Oh god,” Shuichi mumbled, feeling Miu’s breasts envelop his head.

“Aren’t you a lewd little pervert?” Miu teased, her other hand suddenly landing on the top of his head, pulling him down even deeper in her cleavage. “But that’s exactly what I’m looking for. That retarded cosplayer gave Kibo a reindeer cosplay, so I’m looking for an elf to go with my Santa costume, yeah? So how about it?” Miu whispered, angling Shuichi’s head to make him stare up at her. “Wanna go find where Tsumugi’s bedroom is, and give that bed more action than it’ll ever see again?”

Shuichi’s blush had reached down to his neck as he stuttered an answer, though he himself wasn’t even aware of what it would’ve been if he ever gathered himself.

Thankfully (maybe), that was when another hand suddenly landed on Shuichi’s boy booty, making him moan quietly as it began to grope him thoroughly, unlike Miu’s calmer grip.

“Heyyy, Shuichi. Miu.” Kaede said, her voice making a shiver go down Shuichi’s spine.

Miu’s face paled at the cold in Kaede’s voice, but she soldiered on regardless. “H-Hey yourself, No T-Tits,” she stuttered, only to yelp as Kaede’s other hand grabbed onto Shuichi’s soldier, spinning him out of Miu’s grasp, though her initial grip on his butt cheek wasn’t so easily relinquished.

Which left Shuichi to land cheek first rather than face first in Kaede’s own boobs.

Her top went just a bit too high to allow her to swallow Shuichi in her cleavage, but the detective still found himself sinking in her chest, though only for a moment, before Miu pulled him out, leaving him in between the two blondes who were glaring daggers at one another.

He gulped.

Kaede smiled coldly. “Thanks for finding my wayward elf, Miu. We’ll be going now.” She said, but Miu scoffed.

“Wayward? Finders keepers, losers weepers, no? Get your hands the fuck off my man before I cut them off.” She snarled, only to lose heat when Kaede’s smile fell.

“Stay in your lane, bitch, and back off,” Kaede said, leaning forward over Shuichi, pressing her tits against the side of his face.

And for a moment, Miu seemed ready to do exactly that. But before she could completely falter, her groping hand suddenly dove inside Shuichi’s pants, groping him directly.

“Ahn~” He moaned shamefully as her strong fingers grabbed hold of his doughy behind, sinking into his softness.

And the sound of his moan, and the sensation of his ass, seemed to reenergize the Meek Miu back into the Lewd Miu.

“Seems to me like you aren’t taking proper care of him, hm?” Miu said, suddenly changing her angle of attack.

Kaede blinked. “What are you talking about?” She asked, only to be met by Miu leaning forward herself, effectively sandwiching Shuichi between their chests.

“Look at this lewd little elf,” Miu cooed, her hand vigorously groping his behind, shooting bolts of pleasure up Shuichi’s spine. Her nails dug ever so slightly into his skin, just enough to heighten the sensation of her touch, and she even pulled on his cheek, spreading his ass open, making Shuichi whine at the feeling of stretching. “He’s so desperate, so needy~,” Miu said as Kaede’s face reddened more and more as the inventor pulled more and more sounds out of Shuichi.

“Clearly, you’ve been neglecting his lewd male needs,” Miu said, almost triumphantly, but said triumph was short-lived as Kaede’s face screwed up in determination.

The pianist’s own hand dove inside Shuichi’s pants to grab onto him, making him gasp, her long fingers easily covering acres, and digging forcefully, possessively into him.

“Well, maybe you should buzz off so I can tend to those needs, hm?” Kaede said as Shuichi devolved into more and more of an aroused mess between the two busty girls.

Kaede’s words only seemed to motivate Miu further, as her other hand soon went to Shuichi’s front, tracing a slow, sinuous path with a nail down his chest, sending tingly pleasure all across his body.

“Please, a virgin like you couldn’t handle this perverted elf.” Miu scoffed, only for her scoff to be returned by Kaede’s own, and her own hand going directly for Shuichi’s crotch, his cock hard and throbbing for a while now, and only growing more aroused as Kaede’s fingers closed on it, making him buck his hips.

“Don’t act like you’re any better than me on that part, Miu. You’re just as much of a virgin as I am.” She said, before Miu, apparently taking Kaede’s actions as a taunt, also sent her hand to Shuichi’s junk, grabbing him lower than Kaede had, cupping his full balls, and making Shuichi whine.

His head was stuck in between the bickering blondes’ chests, swallowing him in their warmth and softness, while his bottom was harshly assaulted on both sides, the girls’ strong fingers bending his skin to their will, making his legs twitch and his cock throb, his hips bucking and humping their hands like an animal.

“P-Please~” He half-moaned and half-gasped, making both girls and himself freeze. Had he been the one to let out that lewd begging?

The blondes’ faces had also reddened as they heard his aroused, desperate voice.

They shot one another a glance, no doubt noticing each other’s hard nipples and squirming thighs.

Kaede licked her lips. “How about we stop talking, and start doing,” she said, making Miu blink before a salacious smile crossed her lips.

“Sure. I guess I wouldn’t mind showing you how things are done~”

Kaede chuckled before the two girls began pulling Shuichi away, out of the room, though not without groping him thoroughly as they went.

He just barely managed to catch a thumbs up from Kaito, whose own hand seemed suspiciously low down Maki’s back, the assassin panting as she stared into nothing before the door closed behind the trio, who wouldn’t be seen until morning, though they would do a very good job at being heard.

[sweetbrunch]

Monday.

Chapter 1: Monday.

"Haro" Rei called as he walked the streets searching for his dog.

Rei was buying groceries and didn't put a collar on the dog. He didn't want to restrain Haro. After all, Haro was stray before he adopted him. He wanted Haro to be free and go anywhere he wanted to, but sometimes Haro was too fast and Rei lost sight of him.

"Is your dog?" A black-haired man asked, He was dressed in black shirt, black pants, black shoes and a long black coat. Plud a black beanie.

Everything in the stranger got a dark aura, except his eyes. They were green and... beautiful.

"Is your dog?" the stranger asked again as Rei stared at him liked he wanted to memorize every part of him.

"Yes" Rei shook his head and returned to reality "It's my dog, it's Haro. Can you give him back to me?"

"I'm thinking"

"What?"

"I'm not sure whether I should give you the dog back. You seem a irresponsible owner for letting him wander around. The poor guy was close to the road and any car could've hit him"

"No way, Haro is too smart, he knows he shouldn't go near to the cars"

"Just put a collar on him"

"And take away his freedom? I'm not a monster" Rei said and grabbed the dog carefully from the black-haired man and walked away without looking back.

hi :) I wanted to write a shuichi akai x rei furuya au fanfic so badly, I ended up doing this.

the story is called "Monday" and this chapter was supposed to be longer, but I'm busy, so maybe later I'll write more.

and I thought posting the fanfic on fanfiction net, but don't know.

I think shuichi got a british accent, but can't remember british words right now.

[buyospudlin]

My Danganronpa oc, Buyo, and her relationships with Danganronpa V3 characters:

Kokichi Ouma: He teases her a lot. She absolutely hates it and will willingly punch him in the balls every time she sees him.

Gonta Gokuhara: BESTIES. They find and catch bugs all the time together, and when they aren't doing that, they are always by eachother's side.

Shuichi Saihara: In between friends and acquaintances. They've spoken once or twice.

Kaito Momota: She follows him around and sticks sticky notes filled with random doodles on his coat. It annoys him slightly.

Maki Harukawa: Maki hates everyone, Buyo hates everyone (but Gonta). Mutual hatred for each other and everyone else.

Angie Yonaga: Buyo helps with the offerings to Atua by giving her blood to Angie.

Tenko Chibishira: They don't talk much, but Buyo admires Tenko's hatred for men.

Miu Iruma: Grrrg they anger at each other. Similar to Kokichi and Miu but without words. Just deathglares.

Kaede Akamatsu: Buyo thinks she's a bit bitchy. Just the little things Kaede does that pisses Buyo off.

K1-B0 (Kiibo): She will stare at him for minutes on end without blinking, and then go and blink at someone else. It freaks him out.

Tsumugi Shirogane: Buyo likes to listen to Tsumugi rant on about her favorite animes and how she makes her cosplays and such. They mutually enjoy each other's interests.

Rantaro Amami: Buyo had never really talked to him. All she knows is that he's a weed smoker from Kokichi's rumors... and the color of his hair.

Kirumi Tojo: Buyo likes her maid outfit. That's all.

Rioma Hoshi: She doesn't talk to him at all.

Himiko Yumeno: MAAAAGIC!

Himiko is forced into showing Buyo card tricks because it keeps Buyo entertained like a toddler on an ipad.

Korekiyo Shinguji: Once she found out he had a very feminine face under his mask, she kept fawning over him. She eventually got bored though as he was very stubborn and wouldn't show his face to her.

[ask-the-shorty-squad]

I just need to check something in the coathanger room.. I think I left my keyring there while I was alone.

*Alice walks over to the coathanger room, shutting the door on his way inside.. The entire room went silent*

. . . . . .

. . . . . . How did he know? How did Alice know he was being framed?? I have no recollection of even the news stating Alice killed that Ursheen guy.. Or anything to do with a culprit reveal of any sorts.. So how did he--

...!!

You alright Shuichi??

We need to get in that room right now!!!

Wh-Why?!

This isnt a "Murder" mission.. This is a suicide mission. He wasnt framed.. He just needed an excuse to get to the coat "Hanger" room.

He-He's gonna..?! But what the hell why!?!?!?

*Without a second thought Teruteru rushes to the door and quickly unlocks it.*

Looks like we're about to find out right now.

[ultmelodies]

" you're shivering. here, take my jacket. "

From this meme !

You'd except summer days to be very warm and sunny, but it isn't rare for it to suddenly get rainy, is it ? Before she knew it, what was once a search for a lost kitten with the rookie detective turned into the two of them attempting to find a place to wait in until the rain calmed down. While yes, they found the kitten, Kaede got the short end of the stick. Perhaps it was the detective's sharp eyes and quick reflexes that helped him find a bus stop to wait under, whereas it took Kaede a while to catch up to him. Once she did, she took a seat down. She was completely soaked, having been caught in the strong rain. At least the small kitten was safe, to which she sighed in relief, seeing it in Shuichi's arms. Though, being soaked like that caused her to hug herself, shivering. That was too cold. She really was going to get sick, huh? The thought bummed her out a lot. Now she won't be able to play piano, that was just unfair!

❛  ... Eh ? ❜

She felt sudden warmth on her shoulders. It felt rather nice. A piece of cloth covered her soaked body, slowly but surely taking away the shivers. To which, she instinctively grabbed on, covering herself more as though it was an object. A little smile appeared on her face... That was much better. Though, where did this come from? Now that she got a better look at it— A black coat, one she recognized really well. Turning around to the one who gave it to her, her face couldn't help but redden to sight in front of her: Shuichi... Gave her his coat. He looked rather handsome without it, to say the least. But, she quickly shook the thought away. Now wasn't the time to be lovestruck. She did feel bad that he went out of his way to give her his coat so that she felt warmer. What about him? She wouldn't forgive herself if he got sick because of her. Still, it's not like she was ungrateful for his kindness, going out of his way to look after her. She was really lucky to meet someone as sweet as him. A kind smile was plastered on her lips as she hugged herself a little more to calm shivers. It was hard to talk without stuttering, due to how cold it was...

❛  T-Thank you, Shuichi... Y-You didn't have to, though... W-What about you ... ? ❜

[vespertin-y]

doing another v3 talentswap, but instead of a randomizer this time i swapped them with whoever they’re directly across in the trial circle!

shuichi - rantaro

survivor shuichi is making me INSANE. yes obviously it’s very angsty but i can’t stop thinking about the absolute chaos that would come from having fully-snapped ch6 shuichi from the beginning. the snark...

detective rantaro makes me sad because i can SEE exactly what that would be like. he’s not a real detective, only an apprentice - a real detective would be able to solve a simple missing person’s case, right?

kaito - gonta

entomologist kaito changes almost nothing about him but GOD you know that bug coat would be sick as hell.

astronaut gonta has several different directions it could go in,,,either someone accidentally left him on a space station and he was raised by aliens, or he’s a genius being pushed by his wealthy family to conquer the final frontier. either way his is full of So Many space facts and has no idea why people are terrified when he shares them!! insect meet n greet but he just sits everyone down and forcibly explains how space can boil and freeze your blood at the same time...

kirumi - kaede

pianist kirumi would be interesting bc i think without her maid duties she wouldn’t interact with her classmates much - she’s a very withdrawn person. which is concerning because she’s such a workaholic...pls let one of her classmates notice she’s been at that piano for twelve hours.

maid kaede would be very cute!! she keeps her motivation of wanting to see people smile, she just does it in a more direct way. i do worry that the implied bullying she faced in canon would be much worse if she had a service-based talent, though.....

ryoma - himiko

magician ryoma, hmm...we’ll go for a slightly less tragic backstory than canon and say he stopped performing after his cat assistant was killed.

tennis pro himiko just makes me laugh. she falls asleep on the court and still wins somehow.

maki - kokichi

leader maki didn’t want to be a leader - she smelled trouble at her orphanage and decided to get as many kids as possible out, including her right-hand woman who she is Most Definitely Not Gay For. she’s not in charge, definitely! she’s just the only one with any braincells around here, geez...

assassin kokichi...actually no fuck that. this would not happen. he would 100% find a way to kill himself rather than go along with the cult, that’s what makes maki and him foils - she would rather kill than die, he’d rather die than kill. for the sake of the talentswap, i’ll say that he’s ACTUALLY the shsl child caregiver, and give the assassin talent to pianist kirumi (she deserves some elegant murder i think). he owns a clown-themed daycare where he gives kids the love he never got and he is HAPPY >:(

angie - tenko

aikido pro angie is funny because that girl is a STICK. what is her 90-pound ass gonna do?? <- words of someone about to experience the wrath of god apparently

i’ve talked about artist tenko before and i still really like it!! emotional artist QUEEN we stan.

korekiyo - kiibo

robot korekiyo...i have nothing. separating The Humanity Guy from humanity is so fundamentally strange. bet he’s super weird tho, keeps asking people what it’s like to be made of blood.

anthropologist kiibo is my FAVORITE i’ve talked about it probably too much. he is very small and trying his best.

tsumugi - miu

inventor tsumugi is horrifying because my first thought was “one thousand monokubs” and that was so frightening now i can’t come up with any other concepts.

we all know what cosplayer miu would be like. i don’t need to explain that to you. it DOES make her love of kids shows funnier tho. infamous Horny Weeb secretly loves adorable children’s cartoons, more at 6.

circle under the cut!

[momota-kaiharem]

maybe this is just my kinnie speaking but i think a lot about the way that shuichi and maki interact with kaito. let me take an interaction from the talent development plan as an example.

just rewatching this interaction made me pretty mad again FLKJDSLKFJ i love training trio and i freaking love their relationship, but god, the way that maki and shuichi treat kaito here just drives me absolutely crazy, so let’s break it down.

i think maki is the more egregious offender here (because shuichi is a simp with manners) but throughout the interaction she’s very dismissive towards kaito, asking why he brought them out there (when shuichi says it’s something they do a lot) and then saying he was useless when he went with them to the novoselic, and saying he didn’t need to go along at all. but up until here shuichi does defend kaito a bit, even if it’s in a bit of a patronisng way (remarking that kaito “does this a lot” but “isn’t it fun” and remarking that kaito’s use on the novoselic mission was to invite maki).

and then kaito says that when he goes to space, he wants to see if he can see shuichi and maki from up there, which is a really sweet sentiment, albeit unrealistic. maki shuts him down pretty fast saying he couldn’t see them from that far, and shuichi says that he might be able to see the general region, and then kaito says that he’d like to take them up to space, and THIS is the thing that really frustrates me.

kaito loves shuichi and maki. romantically, platonically, however you’d like to describe it, it’s obvious that he cares about them a LOT. i mean, he tries to convince kaede to become an astronaut too in his ftes with her, but you could argue that kaito was trying to convince her to go to space because he really respects her (as indicated by the way kaito was the only one to consistently stand up for kaede through chapter one, and the way he was willing to fight the exisals to keep monokuma from executing her, and the way he was crying after she got executed... also he asks her for hugs a lot and it’s really cute kaito you simp ilu) so again, it shows, kaito says he wants to take people to space because he loves them. space is what kaito has always been most passionate about. it’s his longest standing goal and something he wants to share with the most important people in his life.

obviously he’s being unrealistic here!! but maki and shuichi have been friends with kaito for three years by now, and they should be used to it-- they are used to it, actually, as shown by maki’s response-- but maki’s response is mean!!! it’s mean. kaito shared a sweet sentiment about wanting to share his most treasured thing with them and maki responded by calling him stupid-- which, if you remember, kaito really doesn’t like being called!!! i’d go grab screenshots, but i don’t want to go sit and watch trials until i can find it, but often when kaito is called an idiot he responds by yelling that he’s not, and that he doesn’t like being called that. i know with maki a lot of it is just banter, but still, the utter disregard for kaito’s feelings just because he’s a hahaha positive himbo man hee hee hoo hoo is... ugh. it happens a LOT throughout the game and it’s really upsetting to me.

and then shuichi’s response is what really upsets me. i know it’s just meant as a tease, but let’s think about everything that kaito has done for shuichi and maki for a moment, here. sure, his practical abilities might not be on par with theirs. he’s not a detective and he’s not an assassin, so he can’t solve murders or fight off danger, but his EQ is INCREDIBLY high. he saw maki and shuichi, and he saw that they were struggling, and he decided to take them under his wing and help them to grow. he didn’t have to do that!!! he didn’t owe them anything. maki and shuichi could’ve grown at their own paces, of course, i believe in them, but a large part of their becoming more comfortable with who they are was owed to kaito’s help and love and guidance that he showed them over the years.

so the implication that kaito, an ASTRONAUT, would need them to go to space to save him, is utterly ridiculous. and mean!! it’s really mean. it implies that kaito is useless without them, that he needs them to go up there to save him (like they’re always saving him or whatever, which i find really stupid because there are absolutely no tdp events where they help him even SLIGHTLY) when he’s literally been training to be an astronaut and go to space for the last three years!!! it’s his special interest, and it’s so invalidating, to take kaito wanting to share that with them and imply that he’s useless at it, and that he needs assistance that they’ve never offered him because of it.

and maki’s response is really gross to me too, like kaito doesn’t have any other friends, which is totally stupid. i’m sure kaede would jump to his aid if he needed her, and gonta, and any other members of their class-- i mean, kaito is a nice guy!!! he helps people!!! it was easy to rally everyone in chapter five to save kaito because he was inspiring them!!! kokichi took him because if he didn’t, kaito would be there making everyone want to keep going. maki saying that implies that kaito is so annoying that they’re the only ones who would put up with him, that they’re these two skilled people who are just there because they pity him-- which isn’t true at all, i mean they’re totally talented but ALSO i know for a FACT that maki and shuichi really appreciate kaito, so why don’t they just act like it??

actually, i have thoughts on the reason why they behave that way. it’s something that happens a lot when you get comfortable with people. kaito projects confidence, this really strong, self-satisfied demeanour. it’s clear (or at least it seems to be clear) that he has a lot of self respect. so the teasing, to maki and shuichi, feels harmless, because kaito has high self esteem, he can take it. besides, he clearly has an inflated ego, right? so he needs them to take him down a peg.

except that’s not true, and you can tell that kaito has low self esteem because of what happens in chapter four. all throughout that chapter people rag on kaito, calling him an idiot, saying he’s useless during trials, saying shuichi is the only smart one. kokichi calls him an idiot and antagonises him over and over and over and shuichi NEVER sticks up for him, never once sticks his neck out and says “hey, i really appreciate kaito, and i need you to stop talking bad about him”. instead he just lets kaito fend everyone off alone, and of course maki doesn’t stick up for him either. that’s part of what fuels kaito’s turn on shuichi in chapter five. sure, you could argue that it was about gonta-- but shuichi also turned the tables on kaede, who kaito showed more consistent affection/respect towards, and he didn’t hate shuichi for that. no, the problem was that shuichi was getting all the credit and appreciation from everybody (which was fine!!! he led the trials) and kaito was getting dumped on over and over and over and shuichi was just letting it happen, soaking in all the admiration and letting kaito be called useless.

and i mean, that’d be hard for anyone, being called stupid over and over, getting forcefully logged out of the simulation twice, once by your own sidekick who didn’t even bother asking you permission first, but it’s clear to me that kaito feels inadequate, especially as compared to shuichi, who is so intelligent and composed. kaito projects outwards, he puts on this big grin and calls himself a hero, and that must stem from a place of insecurity. there’s no way that someone who gave himself a dorky title like luminary of the stars is super secure in himself and his relationships. 

there’s another reason why maki and shuichi probably treat kaito that way, and that’s because when you respect and appreciate someone that much, and you struggle expressing it, struggle with vulnerability, it becomes... hard to express. maki hasn’t been close to someone like she’s close to kaito for as long as she remembers. she’s never had a freaking nickname before, i mean, her life is really sad. clearly some of the teasing comes from a place of love, of “i respect and admire you so much, you helped me come out of my shell, idk what i would’ve done without you” and not knowing how to express it. i’ve been there. we’ve all been there. when you love a person but don’t know how to say it, sometimes you just end up playfully ragging on them.

and that’s fine, if it’s two-sided. banter has to be mutual, it has to be something that everyone is enjoying and is comfortable with. you choose things that they’re not sensitive about, that they’re fine with you taking the piss out of them over-- that they take the piss out of themself over. but let’s think about kaito for a minute here, and whether this is really banter.

1. does kaito ever jokingly call himself an idiot? does he ever say he’s useless, or he needs people to save him, or he’s dumb? how does he react when other people do it to him? even when maki calls him a dumbass ingame he gets upset about it, but then he brushes it off, because genuinely being hurt over something like that requires vulnerability and kaito doesn’t really DO vulnerability lmao

2. how does kaito respond? does he tease them back? i think if this was a case of healthy banter, kaito would’ve gone with a jab of his own, like, “haha, you two are hilarious, you know you love me” sorta thing, and then moved on to talk about the moon like he does in his next line. he doesn’t, though, and you never really see kaito making fun of those two. he calls maki a coward in chapter three, but he’s just being honest with her, being blunt about her weaknesses to help her grow. kaito doesn’t sugar coat things, doesn’t hold your hand and walk you through your problems. he’s a tough love sort of guy and that doesn’t work for everyone but it does really work for shuichi and maki, to the point where both of them become pretty confident in themselves, owed at least in part to the way that kaito guided them through becoming the people they wanted to be. but he doesn’t really tease them, never calls shuichi out on wearing his hat (he doesn’t even notice it) and never makes fun of maki for being an assassin/having a kill count/whatever stuff they’re insecure about. of course he doesn’t! kaito is a good friend.

i think it’s important to mention here that kaito does respond with lighthearted indignation before he brushes it off, but i just don’t feel like this is healthy, two-sided banter. you see maki and shuichi acting dismissive of kaito a lot, despite everything that he does for them. he puts up with it, but if anything that just shows to me more how everything in the relationship flows one way. all the care, love, and respect goes from kaito to shuichi and maki. he takes care of them, he helps them, he doesn’t mock them. in return they tease him (even if their intentions are good!!!) and don’t ever really push him to open up, nor do they stand up for him when people put him down, nor do they particularly try and get him to be honest with his emotions. take chapter four, for example, after kokichi punches kaito and he doubles over, coughing up blood. maki and shuichi just buy that it’s a cold when kaito says that, they don’t push, even though they’re both clearly skeptical. respecting boundaries is important, but you NEED to push sometimes, you need to make people open up, because in that case kaito was literally dying, and he had to spend the rest of his life putting up a front.

i mean, even when he was dying he was holding back the urge to cough, acting brave and strong, putting on a hero face so that the two of them could go on to defeat the mastermind and focus on things that mattered. not on him.

i love training trio, i think these three work so well together and they can bring out each other’s strengths and weaknesses, but i just think that shuichi and maki do NOT treat kaito well, and unless he opens up and communicates about it, it’s going to lead to building resentments and an increased lowering of kaito’s self esteem. maybe this wasn’t intentional on the part of the game, but if it wasn’t, clearly it just shows that dr is incapable of writing healthy friendships. i’d love to write a character study someday about these guys, where kaito talks about his feelings and maki and shuichi realise they treat him like crap, but until then i guess i’ll just sit here and scream about it.

[dragbunart]

kaede started wearing shuichis hat after they started dating, and then a few months after that clef warmed up to shuichi, so now clef just sometimes sits on kaede's head under the hat because it has aspects of clefs favorite people, and one time clef hid under the hat when they went on a date and neither of them realized it until kaede felt her hair being nibbled on

Kaede has a terrible habit of stealing Shuichi's clothes?

Jacket? She steals and wearings instead of her jacket.

Hat? She doesn't want him hiding under it, only solution is to wear it herself.

Old emo band t-shirts? SHe wears them proudly around the dorms.

So now Kaede just kind of smells like Shuichi? So Clef gets used to his scent and has even fallen asleep on his lap without either of them realizing it.

They 100% do find Clef under SHu's old hat, but Shuichi will also find Clef randomly in coat pockets of his. He once accidentally took Clef to a crime scene (only for Clef to pick up the scent like a bloodhound and help Shuichi find the thief)

[honeytama]

Dear, I Think Something’s Wrong.

Husband!Spinner (Shuichi Iguchi) X Fem!Reader

A/N: I haven’t done this in a long time, so it’s kinda ehhh, but I really love this idea and I’m glad I got the motivation to write about it. Enjoy! Also, what’s up Spinner fuckers? Haven’t seen y’all in a hot moment.

Summary: Your husband, Shuichi, comes home with aching pains all over his body and with a harsh demeanor. The evening heats up once Spinner’s aches reach his groin; he can’t help but need to satiate himself using his lovely wife.

Warnings: Smut (18+), dubcon, marriage, sex pollen/sex quirk, light aggression, double penetration, lots of cum, and a bit ooc Spinner

Word Count: 1.8k

Masterlist

You hear the front door click open as you finish putting away folded laundry in the master bedroom.

“Spinner? C’mere, love!” You call out to the front of your apartment. You hear his boots and bag hit the wood flooring at the entrance before his footsteps approach you. “How have you been? I can’t believe it's been 2 weeks,” you smile and stride up to him as he reaches your bedroom doorway.

“Honestly, not well, honey.” Spinner rubs his hand across the back of his neck attempting to relieve tension. He smirks at you anyway, “But, seeing you makes it better.”

Placing a kiss on his cheek, you feel an unexpected warmth lingering on your lips once you depart. You shoo away the thought of the strange temperature of your reptilian husband's skin and focus on his response. “What’s wrong? Did you get injured while with Tomura?” You sit on the edge of the bed.

“There’s just so much—ah, fuck,” he begins to pull off his work clothes; his vest, pants, and scarves all end up laying in a pile next to you. “My muscles have never given me this much pain before.” You watch him stand before you in nothing but his underwear that clings tight to his front. While Spinner twists and stretches out his back, you gaze at a sight you haven’t seen in a while.

His strong Adonis’ belt creates a perfect trail for your eyes to follow down to his hard package. Looking even lower, the legs of his underwear are hiked up a bit above his large thigh muscles. You can’t help but want to reach out a hand to feel his scales under your fingertips like you could weeks ago.

Spinner has recently been out of town for weeks at a time doing who knows what; sometimes you’re afraid to ask. So, as newlyweds, you feel his absence has taken a toll on your relationship, especially, in the physical department. Your husband’s high libido used to keep you up for hours into the night when the League of Villains was based nearby. Now, you hope that when he returns home he’ll have enough energy to lift you into his lap to watch movies on the couch.

However, the prominent bulge in his briefs gives you hope for tonight. 

“Are you gonna touch me or what?” Shuichi hisses while towering over you.

“Wha—?” The sudden change in his tone startles you a bit, so you push yourself back on the bed giving space between you two.

“The second I get back from being away from my gorgeous wife,” he reaches out to wrap his hand around your ankle to pull you back to him, “and you can’t even jump at the chance to please me?”

Sorry? “It's just that I haven't seen you, and those, like this in a while.” Spinner has always been so sweet to you even in an argument, so his harsh tone worries you. Yet, you can’t help feeling turned on by this change. “What’s gotten into you, Spinner?”

His chest rises and falls quickly; his pecs seem to be more bulged and swollen than normal.

“The fact that you’re not already on your hands and knees for your husband,” he growls. “Lift up your hips.”

You do as you're told. His claws scratch your sides and your shorts and underwear are ripped from your body in one go. Figuring he won’t give any mercy to your top, you decide to prop yourself up to pull it over your head. The garments are thrown to the floor and you’re left there laying completely vulnerable.

He dips down to leave over your figure. His pointed tongue rolls out of his mouth and a drop of drool falls from the tip; it pools on your chest before rolling down your stomach making you shiver.

“Finally, I can use you,” he hisses. He smacks the side of your thigh, signaling you to follow his orders completely. You roll over and take the stance he craves. Your arms are bent on the mattress, and your knees are spread enough to give him the arch in your back he usually loves so much. “Yeah, yeah, just like that…”

Spinner pulls down the front of his briefs to let his heavy cocks fling out. You listen to the familiar clicking of his hand wrapped around both shafts at once to properly slick them up before entering you. But, he didn’t use lube did he?

“Ah—,“ you gasp. He rubs himself up and down your slit; his thick pre cum coats the insides of your thighs and it drips to the white sheets beneath you. Your heart beats fast in your chest as two conflicting thoughts fight each other in your mind. On one hand, you’re afraid of what unexpected things he might do to you. On the other, you want him to try something new. It’s pretty tiring to get your shy husband to let himself go.

“Hssst,” Spinner breathes in quickly through his teeth as he begins pressing into you without warning. “Fuck,” he moans. Even without seeing his face you know his tonight has fallen out of his mouth again by feeling the warm drool on your back.

“T-too much, baby” you whine. With your lips in an “o” shape, you breathe heavily through his relentless pushing. The duvet beneath you gets pulled into your fists. “Please, slow, slow, slow,” you cry.

“Fuck,” he groans. A final shove let’s his cocks glide against your walls to bottom out.

“Shuichi—,” you yell out his name but his first full thrust makes your breath catch in your throat.

His hands keep steady on your hips to keep them in place as his thrusts relentlessly into your fluttering pussy. “You’re not getting away until I get what I need.” Spinner readjusts his angle by lifting a leg up to the right of you. His new kneeling position makes you scream into the mattress. He so, so deep. Every thrust of his hips sends his cocks to punch into the back of your inner walls. Your hands fly to your mouth and your eyelids clench down at this immense pleasure.

“Make me cum, please,” you muffle out from your hands covering your mouth in hopes to conceal your screams from your next door neighbors.

“Tch.”

“Ah, ah, ahh,” you pant as your eyes roll back. You feel yourself clench around him before a stream of liquid releases from deep inside of you. You coat his pair of cocks in your own cum.

“Shuichii,” your voice diminishes to a whimper as you feel yourself get full with his hot, thick cum. You clench your pussy and feel some drip out and down the inner part of your thigh. He doesn’t pull out yet though, so you shiver against him as his cum cools down rolling down your leg.

“Y/N…,” you hear Spinner’s voice lighten up. He pulls his still hard cocks out of you and watches his second load drools from your stretched-out cunt.

“Honey?”

“I’m so sorry for treating you so badly,” he cries out. A bit of his usual personality has returned since you’ve satiated him partially.

“I know, I know,” you say lovingly. His pink hair comes into view as he leans over you. You’re ready for his sensitive conscience to drive him to apologize to you profusely for the next week. You gasp when he enters you again.

“M-my apologies, dear,” he presses his snout roughly against your ear. The rumble of his voice sends shivers down the back of your neck and your pussy clenches around his appendages tightly in response. The tip of his dicks massages the furthest part of your cunny as he pumps himself quickly, barely pulling out before pushing back in. “I-I don't know-ow — what’s wrong with me, love.”

He lightly wraps his hand on your neck and pulls your head to the side to kiss you passionately on the lips.

“Please—,” you manage to squeak out in between thrusts. “Please, please, baby, slow d—,” your cheek gets pushed into the plush duvet before you can finish.

“Ah—!,” he throws his head back. “I’m so, so sorry!”

“Keep going, I missed this, Spinner,” you pant. Your backside stings as his nails dig into the flesh of your waist. His strong hands pull your lower half against his groin repeatedly. the squelching sound of his thick precum rubbing the inside of your walls plays in tandem with the smack of your thighs against his.

“Haah... uugh... aaah,” Spinner’s sounds toss between grunts and whimpers with every thrust.

You figure that his main goal is to get off; this is either because he’s so pent up from not having pleased himself, it’s just an effect of his quirk, or... “Baby, ahh,” you moan trying to start your sentence. “Did y-you fight anyone today? Hnng.” Your eyes roll back into your head but you try to pay attention to his next words closely.

“Yeah, yeah, shit!” He pants heavily. “Some shithead tried to mess with me on my way home to you baby.” Suddenly he pulls both of himself out of you, giving your exhausted body a break for a moment. “Flip over, now,” he commands.

You playfully roll your eyes while rolling onto your back. As you spread your legs, his warm liquid drips from you in loads right onto the freshly cleaned bedding.

Without any warning, he pushes your thighs back towards your chest and presses himself into your weeping pussy. “Spinnerrr,” you moan.

“You take me so well. Now, please make me cum, again,” his dark eyes pierce into yours. His face holds both domineering and desperate expressions.

“The guy who fucked with you earlier must have had a quirk to make you need to have sex,” You say out loud. You’ve heard stories of this sort of thing happening before, but you never thought it would happen to your husband. By instinct, you wrap your arms around his thighs to prepare for his deep strokes.

“Dammit,” he hisses. “I guess it’s not so bad, now,” he grins while rocking his hips into you. “But, there’s no way I’m stopping any time soon. This quirk’s effect lasts for hours. And, I don’t want to stop.” He blushes so hard you see a roses tint creep under his green scales under his eyes. “I planned to make love to you once I got home, by the way. Even without the effects of this quirk.”

“Yeah, yeah, just keep going, babe,” you tease.

[adamnedmartyr]

At some point I will type this up more in a story format like with Kurama's about page, but until then, here is a summary of his backstory with my OC, @intheheartofariver :

The first time he met her, he was a very young kitsune who had been caught in a trap. She helped him despite that fact that he had bitten her when first she tried. As soon as he was free, he ran away and was puzzled when she didn't chase him. She only smiled and waved.

The second time, Yoko had found a dragon so terribly tangled up in a fisherman's net that there was no way it would manage to escape without assistance. He debated, but, for some reason he couldn't name, he chose to help free the creature––only after securing its agreement that it would do him no harm. [ A regular 'the lion and the mouse' scenario. ] After all, dragons are powerful beings. Perhaps it might be of some help to him later. "How different you look than last I saw you, little fox," the creature had rumbled once free, yet, before he could ask what it meant, off it flew.

The third time they met, he was wounded following a rather vicious exchange with a displeased relative of someone from whom he had stolen. He was cleaning the wound at the stream when a woman addressed him from… the river itself, asking if his wound was a bad one. He hadn't seen her there when he arrived and he had bared his teeth, ready to fight her too if she gave him cause. She only smiled and propped her arms on the bank. "So distrusting you are, little fox. Do you think still that I mean you harm?" That was the first time he realized that the distant memory of a creature who had once done a small kitsune a kindness was the same as the dragon to whom he had given aid… was the same as the woman who had pulled herself from the river itself to ask about his wound. They were all the same. A river spirit. Still, she smiled and then, slowly, she held out her hand, the water from the river––her river––following from the surface to her hand as she placed it over the wound. When she moved her hand away again, the wound was gone… and when next he looked up, to ask why she had helped him, she, too, was gone. He passed the river several more times, on occasion, over the centuries but he never saw her.

The fourth time, he was small again, though not the same as when first they had met, neither as the two times they met after. Centuries had passed, and he looked different. His name was different. Minamino Shuichi. He was ten and it was winter the next time he walked along that river––or, at least, what remained of it––and green eyes spotted someone sitting along the steep retaining wall containing the river, keeping it to its narrow flow. He knew her immediately. She looked exactly the same and not at all. She looked wilder in her appearance, now sporting modern clothes almost threadbare. How young she still looked and yet how worn, tired, eyes listlessly staring down at the murky and polluted water. The years and progress had not been kind. He cautiously approached, uncertain of her attitude now towards humans or her state of mind… but… he drew near to her and offered her his coat. He could tell Mother he lost it. The moment her eyes focused on him, she smiled. "How different you look than last I saw you, little fox… But then I suppose I look very different, too." She wouldn't take his coat, only shaking her head before she shakily stood and offered her hand to him… He took it and she walked him almost to his home before she stopped. "Be safe." He walked the rest of the way and only once he reached his door did he turn back to see her wave, and then to disappear.

Despite walking along the banks of the river several times over the years, he didn't see her again for over a decade, in fact. Not until he was running a successful and popular flower shop and thus had helped to spearhead a community project to beautify the banks of the Shibuya river with greenery. He had thought she faded away, her strength and health too far deteriorated by the pollution and neglect of her river… He had meant it as no more than a kindness to remember one who had been a strange constant, her and her river, over the years. "I had missed the trees. Thank you, little fox." He looked up from where he had been planting the last in a row of flowers and there she was, still pale and gaunt… but there. He asked if she wished to help, and she smiled and for the rest of the afternoon until the sky began to darken, they and those who had come with him, planted flowers along the retaining wall.

[himbo-only-zone]

Hey can I request the whole fluff alphabet for shuichi ty in advance <3

shuichi saihara || fluff alphabet

I don't know if I write Shuichi well but uhhh we tryin, I hope you enjoy!! I'm honestly really really really proud of this one. I'm soft for shuichi now?? Holy fuck??

- Mod Anna

a. attractive. what does he find attractive about you? he finds himself admiring your hands. not in a creepy way, he just really likes holding them. he likes holding things and being able to fidget with them, so your hands are definitely something he likes.

b. baby. would he want a family? he would, but it's not a necessity! he would love teaching kids how to be detectives if they wanted to follow in his footsteps. imagine a kid sitting on his lap while watching criminal minds or something like that.

c. cuddle. how does he cuddle? he likes spooning, whether it's him as the big or little spoon. he likes to hold your hand while you're spooning, and having you close is nice. he'll plant little loving kisses on your neck if you're the little spoon.

d. dates. what are dates with him like? he likes escape rooms! he can use his detective skills, and it's time with you. if you're a little slow, he'll help you out. but if you don't want help, he'll sit back and enjoy watching you. he finds you adorable either way. he's the epitome of "you're doing great, sweetie!"

e. everything. what are you to him? (ex. you are my _____) you're his mystery. he wants someone he can learn inside out, and he wants to know every aspect of you. he finds you interesting.

f. feelings. when did he realize that he was in love? he was learning more about more about you, and the more you opened up, the harder he fell. he realized he had a bigger soft spot for you than most. you made him so happy and pulled him in so quickly.

g. gentle. is he gentle with you? very. all of his actions are very gentle, and that doesn't change with his lover. he'd like you to be gentle with him as well, but that's not a necessity.

h. hands. how does he like to hold hands? he likes to have them close with your fingers intertwined. on tables, in coat pockets, anything. he just wants to be able to hold your hand, run his fingers across your knuckles, play around with your rings. anything.

i. impression. what was his first impression of you? he was more focused on analyzing you rather than forming an opinion. you seemed like a nice person to be around, and he put that down as a mental note. everything else was just body language and personally notes.

j. jealousy. how often does he get jealous? not too often, but he'd never say if he did or not. clues on his to pick up on it are: he will not make eye contact with you whatsoever. he built up his courage to look you in the eye more and more, but he completely loses it when someone seems to be a better fit for you than him.

k. kiss. how does he kiss? who initiated the first kiss? his kisses are really soft and gentle, rarely rough. he doesn't want to hurt you, plus he's really nervous you won't like it. he surprisingly initiated it, but it was really cautious, and he asked for consent a million times.

l. who says "i love you" first? you do. you come to work with him while he's investigating a case, hugging him from behind. you mumbled it softly, and he was shocked. he took his fifteen minutes break then and there to just mentally prepare to say it back. the boy loves you so, so much.

m. memory. what's his favorite memory with you? you two were laying down, going to bed, and he had been super stressed from work that day. without having to ask, you just pulled him into his chest and stroked his hair for a little while. he didn't have to worry about the day, he had you. that's all he truly needed.

n. nickel. how much does he spend on you? he would pay for things that you wanted, but if you insisted, he'd let you pay. he's nervous about being too chivalrous, he wants you to be able to be comfortable and independent! so he's really careful with it.

o. orange. what color reminds him of you? rainbow, to be honest. seeing a rainbow reminds him of happiness and joy, which you give him. now with you around, he notices bright colors more often.

p. pet names. what pet names does he use? he's extremely nervous about using pet names, so he'll usually hesitate and/or stutter when using them. he likes darling and my dear the most, though. when he's really courageous, he'll throw in a baby. and then he'll shake his head because that sounded awful coming out of his mouth.

q. quaint. what's his favorite non-modern thing? he likes doing cute things like pulling out your chair and kissing your knuckles. chivalry is not dead with this detective.

r. rainy days. what does he like to do with you on a rainy day? he likes watching documentaries with you in his lap. he'll rest his chin on your shoulder and watch, humming softly when he picks up certain details and begins to solve the case.

s. sad. how does he cheer you up? he's really, really gentle with you. he'll ask what you want, and he'll provide. he'll go to the store if you want ice cream, he'll bring blankets if you want to cuddle. if you want anything, and i mean ANYTHING, he'll do it for you.

t. talking. what does he like to talk about? he likes talking about ... anything, to be honest. he likes hearing about your day more, but he'll talk about himself as well. he's really comfortable with you the more you know each other, so it could be anything.

u. unencumbered. what makes him relax? just being with you. he likes physical affection the most, though. long hugs, playing with his hair, holding his hand. he just wants to close his eyes and enjoy your warmth and affection.

v. vaunt. does he show you off? it's more of you showing him off, to be honest. he likes doing small things, like holding your hand in public, but you've gotta be the one to show the relationship off. he won't object, though, he'll just be very flustered.

w. wedding. when, how, and where does he propose? he would have to take a while to think about it. he would ask kaito for advice constantly, and he'd probably have an ear piece. he would do it at a park, at night where it's really empty. kaito would make kokichi distract you, and then shuichi would drop to one knee behind you. “a-ah, i really ... don't know what to say, i had a lot prepared, b-but it's all kinda gone now ... but i really, really love you, s/o. and it would make me really happy if you would marry me.”

x. xylophone. what song reminds him of you? what's your theme song? nine in the afternoon by panic! at the disco reminds him of you, and your theme song is the only exception by paramore!

y. yes. does he think about proposing to and marrying you? yes!! every time you do something cute, he's mentally screaming about how much he wants to marry you.

z. zebra. if he was able to get a pet, what would he get? he would love to get a cat. like a small, cute kitten. he's like one of those dad's who are like "i don't know..." and then he gets super attatched.

[peachenemy]

October 31

AU: Haunter! Shuichi Saihara X Monster Reader

Credits: Mine and only mine. @peachenemy

Hunter Shuichi found himself in the forest, his favorite shotgun in hand, preparing to continue hunting mosnters in the Halloween forest.

He reloaded his ammunition without lowering his guard. In that enchanted forest, anything could arise, and only the most experienced hunters were allowed to enter any day in October.

In that same forest, Y/N was hiding, looking from a tree at the hunter Shuichi, praying that he would not find them.

Y/N's blackberry smell was easily detected by Shuichi, who had a super keen sense of smell. Knowing this, Y/N had to escape.

As soon as Shuichi finished loading his ammunition, his gaze immediately caught the tree that Y/N was on. Now, he knew something was there.

They jump in place. And as soon as they peeked out, a bullet grazed their head.

Shuichi approached that tree, and they escaped through the branches. knowing that he was chasing them, and knowing from the tension in their jaw that they were closing in on them.

Dodging the shots, they hides under a log. Until hearing the footsteps of the hunter.

A strong hand pulled them out of that trunk, splitting it in half with brute force, scaring Y/N almost with a heart attack, who screamed and cried inconsolably.

It turns out that there were not two hunters in that section of the forest as in every year. This time, there were two. One of them, a girl with long dark hair and a horrible force.

From behind them, Y/N heard the footsteps of who was supposed to be the only hunter they came across.

They hear his footsteps, the blades rustling, and then the shotgun safety snapping off.

If they didn't think fast, their head would be detonated with a bullet of, minimum, thirteen centimeters. Their body would be cooked, the skin used as a coat, and the head as a hat. It was awfull to know what was coming. More awfull to know, there was no escape.

When the trigger is pulled, Y/N can't feel a single thread of terror because the first thing they notices is that the hunter fell asleep. It was just a sedative, not a bullet.

So they run away. As fast as possible from that "psychopath".

They reaches a luminous lake, full of fireflies but nothing else.

Innocent? Had nothing.

The creatures that adorned it were hiding, and anyone who dared to touch the water would be eaten by them.

Y/N, however, jumps into the water, and does not wake up until the next morning.

They are kind of dumb. Their body wants to rest, their mind too. At the same time that their jaw is tense. They doesn't understand. who should have killed them is saving them.

Shuichi looks at them with regret. Y/N is covered with a sheet. They feels her hair wet, yes, but they are not passing any cold despite the strong winter. It was a warm place.

"Im sorry..." he says.

Y/N is slowly reacting.