#aky answers

[siliconcat]

Hi @kyugo-0956, I was your @touhousecretsanta this year! Alipatchy for the soul with an uninvited Reimari double date. Sorry for being a bit late, hope you have a wonderful new year!

[asuyaka]

Hello Arlan! I love you’re writing so much and was wondering if you could write someone with Aki from CSM since i see there isn’t a ton requested on here! What i was thinking was Aki and Reader(FtM or whatever feels best!) Having lots of little romantic moments together. Doing your chores everything like that and once they finish relaxing on the couch and they open up to one another about current life struggles and grow more and more intimate that Reader and Aki go into the bedroom and slowly but romantically have one another in the sheets. I love domestic like fics and i would love to see how you interpret this. I give you full reign to choose what happens but that’s just what i give to start an idea. I hope you are healthy and well!!

★ - m'was kinda strugglin' on if it should be FtM or cis... ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;)  also!! CSM hype Reze 's gettin animated ໒꒰ྀི >ヮ<꒱ྀི১

☆ - Aki Hayakawa x FtM! Reader!

♡ - m'cigarette addicted boyfie...໒꒰ྀི ๑>///<๑ ꒱ྀིა | slight manga spoilers but no names are dropped!! | wowie, this one took a lottt outta me! but, anythin' for you guys!! merry (late) christmas ૮₍｡´ᴖ ˔ ᴖ`｡₎ა

✪ - amab terminology, dom Aki/sub reader, praise, dacryphilia, nipple play, fingering, overstimulation, dirty talk, uses the term 'hole' and 'dick/cock' for readers genitals, slight degradation/mocking, creampie(s), n implied aftercare!!

Aki Hayakawa’s children are a handful. There is no other way to say it. However, you could say you enjoyed it whenever they got rowdy. After killing the Control and Gun Devil and everyone (surprisingly) making it out alive, Power and Denji have been inseparable ever since.

Constantly bickering about who’s getting the larger portion of juice, running around the house at fuck off O’clock yelling something about how Martians are going to invade Japan with tin foil shaped like a cone on their heads, or having… barf contests for some odd reason.

Then there was you Aki, and some girl Kishibe gave you after the control devil incident. Aki insisted on moving since the house was too big for five people and an absurd amount of dogs. He also pulled Denji and Power out of Public Safety and enrolled them in school when he figured out they were nowhere near the proper academic level for teenagers— and helped them with their homework whenever they got it.

The girl was always close to Denji or with the dogs. She was nice, a little freaky when you realized she was the new Control Devil, but you soon realized she was nothing like the past one. 

She embodied a fresh new slate, a perfect addition to the family slowly building itself back together after almost losing important people in your lives.

“I’m back, I got groceries so we could make dinner when they’re back from Kishibe’s,” Aki says, accompanied by the automated chime that sounded through the house every time the door opened.

Donned in a plain apron jacket, Aki’s clothes, and house slippers, you greet him at the door with a kiss, an excited smile adorning your face. “Welcome back! I uh, wrote you something.” 

Aki cocks an eyebrow slightly as his hands snake to settle on your waist, breathing in the scent of his shampoo on your hair. “What is it, baby?”

Walking towards the living room–albeit a bit awkwardly with the addition of your boyfriend behind you– you pick up a note from the table, an excited but shy look on your face as you hand him the paper.

Aki silently reads it behind you, remaining expressionless until he finishes. “You’re so sappy, you know that?” He breathes out, peppering kisses against your cheek. 

A warm flush spreads through your body, slightly pushing his face away from yours. “I need to finish doing the dishes, wait on the couch?” 

Aki kisses your cheek once more before nodding, the warmth around your waist leaving as he sits on the couch.

Immediately missing the added heat against your body, you do the dishes with added haste. Not too fast for Aki to pick up on what you were doing, but fast enough for your hands to gain slight ice burn.

You take your apron off and hold it, placing it next to Aki’s. It’s a slight, domestic feature that makes your heart swell up fondly. Aki’s blue eyes catch yours as he pats a seat next to him on the couch.

He wraps his arms around you, pushing your back against his chest and intertwining your legs. Moments like this make you feel lucky. Lucky to have Aki alive and your kids (?) alive too.

“What was it like being in public safety?” You ask absentmindedly, adjusting your position so you’re laying on top of him, chest against chest.

Aki’s eyes widened, his face slightly contorting in confusion. “What’s with the sudden question?”

“Well,” You shrug, intertwining his hands in yours. “You quit and I just got a little curious since you know… all that happened. I guess I was scared you and the kids wouldn’t come back to me.”

He stares at you and sighs, pulling you closer and putting your face in the crook of his neck. “I know, I’m sorry. It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t exactly good either. People died, a lot, and a part of me guessed that one day I’d die before I ever got a chance to find people to care about.”

“There was Himeno, of course, but that wasn’t the same.” Aki sighs, a vague image of his friend flashing through his face. “Ironically, it was when I met those two dumbasses and you that I think my life… turned around?”

“I was forced to take care of Denji and Power, obviously, but the added responsibility of taking care of two people who don’t know how to do long division made me care for them in a reverse psychological type way.”

Aki’s hands are under your shirt, drawing images on your bare back. “Then I met you and changed even more. I never thought I’d be able to have a significant other, not to talk about loving someone romantically.”

Aki isn’t good with expressing his emotions, and even though he’s millions of light years better than when you first met him, hearing him outright say that you changed him, for the better, makes something swell inside you. 

“‘n I’m the sap.” You say in feigning annoyance, pressing a kiss on his neck. You feel his body shudder as the hands on your back dig into your skin. “Missed you.”

You move to straddle his waist, a warm flush spreading across your body. “Aki,” a shiver runs down your spine as you suck in a breath. Like a broken record, you repeat yourself. “Aki,”

Curling your fingers into his shirt, you pull him forward and push your lips into his. 

You feel him move, his chest pressing against yours as he pushes you to lay your back on the couch. Your hand moves to the back of his neck, the smoothness of his topknot under your fingertips. He tastes tangy, addictive. His tongue swirls around yours, a tiny whine forces its way through your throat.

Pulling away, Aki plays with the bottom of your (his) shirt. “Can I take this off?” 

“Yes, Aki please,” You whisper shakily, watching his eyes darken as he swiftly takes your shirt off, throwing it on the floor somewhere and burying his face in your neck. 

Soft whines emit from your mouth, hands going to remove the hair tie holding his hair up. His dark blue hair cascaded past his neck and rested on his shoulders. Aki’s hands follow the soft arch of your back and leave indents of his teeth, accompanied by bruises forming on your neck.

Electricity pools in your stomach and flows straight to your dick. Aki spreads your legs with his big hands, his mouth nibbling on the tip of your nipple. “Bedroom?” You whisper breathlessly, remembering none of the people you and Aki are acquainted with know how to knock (except for Angel).

He groans and picks you up as if you weigh nothing, tossing you over his shoulder and opening the door to your shared bedroom with his foot. He puts you on the bed and readily restarts his ministrations.

You watch him play with the waistband of your boxers as his teeth graze the tip of your dick through the fabric. Your legs instinctively come to close, separated by his head. Aki grunts, his hands pressing into the flesh of your thighs, prying them apart and keeping you still. “Stay still.” 

Sounds of protest bubble up but the second you feel him lick your cock, it shuts you up instantly. You won’t admit how hard seeing Aki between your legs makes you. Your hole clenches around nothing as slick pools between your thighs. 

“Aki,” You mutter, your hands gripping the sheets. “Just take them off already.” 

“Are you telling me what to do?” Aki tuts, feigning annoyance as he grabs your thigh so you’re focused on his face. There’s a bare hint of flush on his cheeks, pressing against the crease where your thigh and crotch meet.

It’s like a mental game. Aki knows what he’s doing, how to play with your body to get the exact reaction he needs, and you were dumb to think he wouldn’t use that against you. “No… m’sorry,” You sniffle, fighting back the tears that you weren’t aware of bubbling up.

It’s embarrassing, the hold he has on you. All it takes is a few kisses and some manhandling to have you whining under him like a slut.

Nonetheless, he hikes your hips up and finally takes your boxers. A small gasp leaves your lips as Aki forces your legs above his knees, now properly sitting on the bed. You can feel the swell of his bulge on your ass. There, so close to where you need it the most.

“Open,” Aki’s fingers slip into your mouth, pulling at the corners with a smile on his face. He plays with your tongue, obscene slurping sounds forcing their way into your ears. 

 It’s not like you’re trying to be loud, but it’s so quiet that you’re practically forced to hear it. Every shortened breath, every whine, words of encouragement every time Aki calls you a good boy, his good boy.

You whimper when his fingers leave your mouth, a messy trail of spit connecting them. His free hand spreads you apart as he scoots down, a glob of spit landing on your cock and sliding down onto your hole. 

His fingers find your hole instantly, rubbing against your dick in slow circles. “Aki—ah!” There’s a steady heat building in your abdomen, tight and needy. 

“Hm? Something you wanna tell me, baby?” He pushes in a knuckle at a time, just below where you need it. You bite your lip, from the slight burn and the tease of pleasure. 

You try to speak– tell him what you need but another finger pushes in and you're interrupted by your hiss. It felt a bit premature, it has been a while since you and Aki had sex so you aren’t as open as you normally would be. Aki leans in for a kiss. It’s demanding, and greedy as he takes your breath away, biting at your lips. Aki’s fingers begin sissorcing, a tiny mewl of surprise leaving your throat. 

It takes a minute for the pain to leave completely and the pleasure to take over, g-spot hit dead on. “Oh–” You sigh, fingers holding onto Aki’s shoulder as he breathes your air, foreheads pressed against each other.

“Aki,” You’re out of breath and he hasn’t even fucked you yet. It’s humiliating, embarrassing, yet it feels so good. Aki moves down, his teeth leaving a trail as he settles on your left nipple. He circles the areola. His teeth nip and bite the bud, sucking as his fingers move faster. 

It’s good, mind-breakingly so, but it hurts. There’s too much stimulation at once and you’ve completely forgotten everything other than Aki. How Aki feels, what he tastes like, your entire mind is Aki, Aki, Aki.

“Feels good, right baby boy?” Aki coos, his thumb circling the tip of your cock with a newfound haste. “Feels– Aki, m’gonna–” You nod frantically, eyes rolling back and tears streaming down your face as you cum.

“Shh,” Aki kisses your cheek, licking the salt off your face. He pulls away and you hear the sound of clothes rustling. He’s still going?

You can’t bring yourself to move, not when your body feels so limp. So you sit there with your eyes closed and wait.

A beat passes, then two, three, and Aki still hasn’t slipped inside. You are forcing your eye to peek open. Aki stares back at you, eyes lidded and breathing heavy. “Y’look so pretty baby, all perfect f’me, right?”

Aki oozes confidence that he knows he has. The power he has over you, to break with merely his fingers evokes an emotion in you. 

The head of his cock presses against your hole, using your cum to slide over your cock. Again, and again, and again, until you’re hard and whining for him to fuck you. “C’mon baby, where are your manners?”

You sniffle, swallowing down a whine. “Please, Aki.”

“Good boy.” He smiles, and the slow grinding of his cock against yours finally stops as he slips inside you. Aki is big, even with prep it takes a bit to get used to. 

“Y’feel so good baby,” Aki says, his voice catching on a grunt. “So perfect f’me, so fuckin warm too… shit…” The sound of Aki bottoming out embarrassingly almost brings you over the edge. 

“A-Aki—”

Aki’s cock hits your g-spot. Whatever you were about to say gets replaced by a whiny moan. Your eyes snap close and your toes curl, more tears falling down your cheeks. 

Aki still doesn’t let up, his hips snapping against your ass hastily. You and Aki have never fucked like this, at least you two haven’t gone past one mutual orgasm before. It feels weird, good– but your body burns up and you physically can’t think. 

Your cock stirs, pleasure building in your abdomen again. It sends jolts through your body, pleasure building up, and up, and up and—

Aki’s thumb rubs the tip of your cock and that’s all it takes for another orgasm to wash over you. Your whole body trembles and your back arches. 

“That’s two,” Aki says, not showing any sign of slowing down. “I want you t’count okay? C’mon baby tell me how many that was.”

Your voice cracks, and Aki is still fucking you. “Two! s’two!”

Aki grins. “There’s my good boy.”

You’re sure you look stupid, crying on Aki’s cock, rambling about how it’s too much, that you can’t cum anymore. You’re still so sensitive but Aki doesn’t seem to care. He doesn’t let up; his thrusts are deep, overwhelming. 

Your body sags when you feel Aki’s hips stutter, thrusting once, twice, before spilling inside you with a ragged breath. Heat fills your hole, filling you up and leaking past your perineum. 

“My boy, my good fuckin’ boy aren’t you?” Aki kisses you, his hand at the back of your neck that’s adorned with bruises. Everything seems to melt into each other as you try to kiss him back, even out your breathing but you just can’t.

Then, Aki’s cock rehardens inside you, even though it’s barely been a minute. Your eyes widen, trying to look down but all the wind is knocked out of you the second Aki moves his hips.

“Ah! Aki— s’too much too much too—”

Aki grabs your chin, squeezing your cheeks as he forces you to look at him through blurry vision. “T’aww, s’okay baby, just lay there n’take it, okay?” He says in a nasally, prissly voice.

In addition to Aki fucking your hole and still stroking your dick, he takes your nipple in his mouth. Licking around it, biting the bud and sucking the skin. Your throat hurts from all the whining and moaning you’re doing but you can’t help it. Not when he’s fucking you like there’s no tomorrow, pushing you well past overstimulation. 

Aki’s mouth burns on your skin, raising your body temperature. Everything is hot, too much. Then, tugs on your nipple with his teeth, slightly increasing the arch in your back. 

With the abuse of stimulating all your erogenous zones, you feel another knot forming inside you. Even though everything feels too good, your tears stain the sheets, and electricity zips down every bone in your body. You’re so close, so close—

“Remember to count,” Aki warns just as another orgasm washes over you. For a second, you think you blacked out. Your senses dull and your eyes see nothing but darkness. Your voice tethers over the edge of a sob, your body still convulsing. 

“C’mon baby, what number are we at?”

“Three! It’s three— Aki, can’t anymore s’too much—”

He interrupts you with a harsh snap of his hips. His hand pauses just before it goes back to your weeping cock. The stretch of time physically hurts, because you don’t know what he might be thinking. “I think you can give me one more, hm baby?”

“Aki!” You try to shout, but your throat won’t let you speak over a whisper. “Can’t, won’t, it can’t, can’tcan’t—”

“Shhh, s’okay baby,” Aki kisses your cheek, using one of his hands to pull you down on his cock. “Just let me do all the work okay? I’ll take care of you, don’t worry.”

Realistically speaking he’s always been doing the work so his words don’t hold much value. You don’t think that if you’re thinking of anything at all.

Aki’s hips begin to move again, his mouth latches onto your nipple and you don’t think you can breathe anymore. Continuing to rub your cock, he takes two fingers and adds them into your hole, with his cock still inside. 

“Aahh! A-Ak—”

“I know baby, shhh, s’okay…” Aki says, pleased. The noises coming from your mouth are absolutely filthy, they sound straight out of a porno, vulnerable and embarrassing. His fingers and his cock move at an uneven pace, making it hard to tell left from right and up from down.

There’s no way you can cum again, it’s impossible. Even then, Aki still keeps going. There’s an unforgivable assault on your g-spot, the tip of his thumb toying and playing with the slit of your cock. 

The pleasure is there, unmistakably so, but it hurts. It’s too much but not enough, everything is hot, too hot and—

“Can’t can’t can’t—”

“S’why I’m here, baby.” Aki’s voice sounds so distant even though you know he’s right there.

You shake your head furiously. “It won’t– Aki it can’t,” you cry, snot dripping down your nose.

Your skull melts into nothing when you feel that knot swell up inside you, it hurts, it's too much, it can’t. “There we go, you’re close, right baby?”

You feel like reality splits the second you cum on Aki’s cock. It dribbles out pathetically, borderline dry. Aki’s hips stutter as he cums inside you, his second time.

Yet, he still has the stamina to force you to face him. “Number?’”

“F…four,” Your voice breaks as you sniffle. You missed Aki’s hands on you, even if it was something small like this.

He pulls out and immediately goes to cradle you when he sees the tears only increase in intensity. “Baby? Hey, did I do something wrong? Does anything hurt?”

You can’t find it in yourself to talk, but you have to reassure him somehow. So you shake your head, burying your face in the warmth of his chest. “Can you tell me anything? Color?” There’s worry in his voice and you can’t help but love him more. Even if he just fucked you and your brain stupid. 

Weakly, you hold up one finger, hoping that is enough to get the message across. He looks confused for a brief moment before all the worry washes off his face. “But seriously, why are you crying?”

“L…love you, s’muh…” Your voice is nothing less than grainy like you’ve been a chain smoker for twenty years.

Aki’s expression softens as he places a kiss on your cheek, using his thumb (not soiled with your cum) to wipe the tears off your cheeks. You try to stay awake so Aki doesn’t have to clean up alone.

You’re sure you were awake, but you don’t exactly remember getting into the warm sheets with a fresh new set of clothes on as Aki spoons you.

[satoruoo]

VIA VIA VIA HEAR ME OUT. secret santa b they get u and accidentally spill it / the big reveal…

(NOT SO) SECRET SANTA - aki hayawaka

summary: despite aki's best efforts to keep your gift a secret, his (stupid) roommates somehow manage to spoil the surprise.

genre: fluff, non-devil au, everyone is happy, crack

warnings: swearing, denji, f!reader, suggestive

notes: hope u like it babe !! this is my apology for the recent aki slander 😈🔥

now playing: rockin' around the christmas tree - brenda lee

"for the millionth time, do not tell [name] i got her, understood?"

denji and power sit crossed-legged on the floor, looking only half interested in what aki is saying. they're dressed in christmas gear from head to toe, heads swaying slightly to the christmas music coming from the record player.

power looks awfully happy with the pair of antlers that denji unwillingly brought her from the store after she threatened to throw a fit in the middle of the aisle. they're decorated with little bells, and every time she nods her head, aki can visibly tell how delighted she is from the jingles that they make. she now refuses to take them off.

denji's gone for a more traditional approach, sporting a santa hat with a light up pom pom at the end.

(the hat also says "ho! ho! ho!" if the button on the left is pressed, but denji had overused it so much that aki cut it open and took out the speaker. he then burnt the speaker. denji was told told it must have broken.)

"duh, i ain’t a snitch!" denji claims, saluting his roommate with a shit-eating grin. he would snitch, aki is fully aware of that. bribe him with a lollipop or a tit squeeze? done deal.

"why are we not allowed to tell her?" power asks, fiddling with rudolph's nose on her christmas jumper.

aki audibly groans, fingers working at his temples in exasperation. "because, it’s a secret santa. we aren’t supposed to tell anyone who we got."

power's face twists in mild disgust, "what is the point of that?! just give me my present now!"

aki rolls his eyes, raking his fingers through his dark hair, "because it builds the suspense, power. do you want to have all your gifts now and have none on christmas day?"

she seems to quieten at that, closing her eyes as she mulls over his words. after three agonizing seconds of her silence and aki wondering whether it'd be easier to just throw himself out of the nearest window, power pouts and nods.

denji dramatically sighs before aki can say anything further, slapping her twice on the back in an attempt to comfort her, "i feel ya, powey."

the girl mirrors the sigh, slumping against denji as she flips aki off with a scowl.

"you should thank me, human! i will not go and tell [name] that you have her!" she declares smugly, resting her body weight on the male next to her.

aki vaguely hears "ow, fuck! power, y’re crushin’ me! how the fuck are ya so heavy?!" and a loud slap that probably came from power as he walks away.

• . ✿ ° × . *.

aki really does try his hardest to keep the secret.

he finds himself slapping a hand over denji's mouth when he almost lets it spill, and shoving a piece of food into power's when the topic of the secret santa comes up.

it's only halfway through december. he doesn't know how much longer he can keep this up. he can tell you're starting to pick up on something fishy and it's beginning to stress him out.

"and so aki has-"

"what are you doing?"

power freezes up at the sound of aki's voice, head lifting from your lap as she scrambles to defend herself.

"nothing!" she says a pitch higher than usual.

your eyes narrow at aki who sends a subtle glare in power's direction before taking a seat beside you on the couch. you're immediately taking his hand in yours, rubbing the pad of your thumb over his knuckles to soothe his anger.

the man melts so quickly that it should be embarrassing, shoulders relaxing with a simple touch.

"she was telling me about secret santa," you fill in gently, "something about who everyone has."

power wishes she was dead.

the glare that aki gives her makes certain that she'll be banned from chocolates for at least a week. that's practically the same as death.

"was she now?" aki asks, an angry rumble in his throat.

the girl is looking at anything but his face; when had the wall become so interesting? look at that, is that a new vase? what are denji's pornos doing on the floor-

"why don't you tell both of us, power?"

before anything else can be said, she shoots up from her spot on the couch sweating bullets.

"meowy needs to shit!" is all she says before leaving the room at hurricane speeds. (if only she were that quick to close her mouth.)

you smile, turning to look at your boyfriend with a raised eyebrow.

"so?" you question, idly threading your fingers through his.

"so, what?" aki responds.

he can tell from the way a small laugh escapes those pretty lips that playing dumb isn't going to work.

"nothing, just a bad day." he tries, resting his head in the crook of your neck.

"you're snapping at power because of a 'bad day'?" you state, scepticism evident in your tone. "righhhht."

aki chuckles into your flesh, placing a chaste kiss there before pulling away. "yeah, that's all."

you press a kiss to his lips, tongue swiping over his. "sure, okay. i'll let you have this one, handsome."

the edges of his mouth tip up at the nickname and silent relief fills his veins at the clarification that you won't push the matter.

"thanks, love."

• . ✿ ° × . *.

aki swears on his life that he tries his hardest to keep the secret.

it's just that denji and power are not good secret keepers. they're a pair of loudmouths who are easily bribed. if not for your presence to keep him sane, aki's sure he would have strangled denji and confiscated power's antlers. actually, he's sure that if the gift he'd gotten you wasn't so important, he'd have let his roommates tell you already.

"makima, c'monnnn! i licked the floor so ya owe me a tit squeeze!" denji whines in a kneeling position on the floor.

going out for christmas lunch with you, his two roommates and makima may be one of the best and worst decisions aki's ever made in his life.

power still has her antlers on with a scarf wrapped tightly around her neck, you had to persuade her to wear it, as she makes fun of her friend. there are still remnants of the snowball fight he was forced to engage in on her coat, and her nose is pink from the one denji threw in her face.

denji is as desperate as ever - shame didn't seem to find a place in his vocabulary. his purposefully broken santa hat is still finding a home atop his dirty blonde hair, though the pom pom looks like it's about to give up and fall off.

you on the other hand look ethereal in his eyes, a smile etched into your gorgeous features. with every small giggle that escapes your lips, aki feels his chest constrict almost painfully, heart thumping loudly within his ribcage.

you're still holding his hand; you have been for the past three hours.

"only if you tell me who aki has for secret santa, denji." makima answers, voice silky smooth.

it's meant as a joke 100%. everyone else in the room, even power, understood the joke. curse aki for forgetting denji's inability to read social cues.

"he has [name]!!"

on december 23rd, the day before christmas eve, denji tells makima who he has for secret santa in exchange for a tit squeeze. typical.

there's silence for a while. no one really knows what to say. all eyes are on the dark-haired male who genuinely seems to be in the middle of a breakdown.

denji's all frozen up and fully ready to make a run for it if needs be.

"i already know he has me, though." you say, confused.

comically, multiple heads whip towards you.

"...you do?" aki breathes, annoyance towards denji disappearing as fast as it came.

"well if you didn't already know, you suck at keeping secrets, honey. i've known for ages."

part of him feels relieved. if you already knew, then technically he didn't fuck up. technically, it didn't even count-

"it doesn't take a genius to figure it out, you know."

"for real, bro. i knew ya sucked ass like in general but not at lying as well-"

denji will be dead by morning.

BONUS:

"your secret santa gift was an engagement ring?" power asks, mortified.

"what a shitty gift!" denji pipes up, "it's not even edible- ow!"

you chuckle, fiddling with the ring that fits perfectly around your finger as aki smacks denji's arm.

"really? i think it's a wonderful gift." you muse, "it'll last way longer than food."

"so what?! food stays in your tummy forever!" power argues with her hand pointing at her stomach.

"no the fuck it doesn't! ya shit it out, duh!"

their bickering falls upon deaf ears as aki steals a sneaky kiss from you.

"merry christmas, [name]. i hope we'll spend many more together." his cheeks are definitely not dusted pink as he says that. not at all.

[frosty-tian]

Been on the furry grind lately.

She may be sweet and caring but don’t be fooled, she can suplex people with much ease and literally butts heads with fellow antler-havers as a past-time.

The flowers on her antlers can be replaced with pretty much any accessories, usually it’s the managers who decorate them (they all have fun).

[arcanestage]

self ship q: i’m curious, do you think any of your blorbos/faves would kill for you or get their hands bloody for you

[shitpostingkats]

Very simple question if you had to make a filler episode about aki what would it be about?

Ooh! There are many good answers to this!

I loved the Akiza gets her license arc, it will be pretty hard to top that. But if I had to narrow down the oodles of Akiza ideas I have to just one, and make it filler, I'd say I'd make a filler episode dealing with the ramifications of the fall of Arcadia. Not just the emotional damage, but like. The physical cost.

Filler episode where Akiza is struggling with the fact that when the building collapsed, all her stuff was destroyed. And the actual possessions, she doesn't care that much about, but her plants. She kept a whole room of plants at Arcadia that she absolutely doted on, and now that she's moved back in with her parents she has nothing to care for, and it's really weighing on her.

So someone (Probably Carly, because give me CarlyAkiza interactions Konami, GIVE THEM TO ME) takes her to Yugioh Home Depot and then they run into some crabby gardener who doesn't want to sell them plants for Yugioh Filler Antagonist Reasons, and Akiza solves this the only logical way by asking to duel for it, and they have an awesome Plant Deck Vs Plant Deck smackdown and Akiza wins and they jam pack Carly's van with flowers and shrubs and succulents and it looks like a greenhouse on wheels and in the end Akiza has a new room in her house full of greenery, and as thanks, she gifts Carly a single potted cactus.

[blushblushbear]

If your reqs are open, what would happen if haru and fuyu (seperate) got stuck in a closet with marshmallow? Ty : )

Gonna throw in an Aki too cause I know there's a lot of Aki lovers out there ;3

Haru: You will immediately be kabedon'd and smouldered at. He'll lean in close as he asks you if you wanna join him in heaven. If things go how he hopes, a make out session ensues. If you guys actually ARE playing seven minutes in heaven and not just locked in a closet on accident, everyone outside will open the door too Haru's hands all over you and his tongue down your throat. And frankly if you DID just get stuck in a closet on accident, people will still find you two making out in there.

Fuyu: He's actually kinda nervous, but mostly cause he's 6''8 and can barely fit into this closet. He feels like he takes up every inch of space in here and is worried he's going to suffocate you. If you guys are in there for seven minutes in heaven, he will get very flustered torn between his intense desire to kiss you and his want to not smother you to death in a closet. If no seven minutes in heaven and you're just locked in a closet, he might actually start to panic a little harder. There's no room! What if you run out of air?! OMG HIS PANICKING IS MAKING THERE BE LESS AIR!! *DEEP INHALE AND HOLDS BREATH* meanwhile you're texting someone to let them know you two are locked in a closet. You eventually convince him to exhale, and if you hug him, snuggling into his shape, he'll practically melt and hold you right back, accepting his fate and enjoying being so close to you. By the time you guys are let out it's actually one of the most peaceful he's ever felt. Also give him a smooch in the dark and he'll light up that closet with his blushing.

Aki: So again, this is either seven minutes in heaven or a prank gone horribly wrong. If it's seven minutes in heaven he's just beaming a sly excited beam waiting for you to kiss him. He's all over you with youthful enthusiasm and you might even feel a little love bite on your neck. ;) If it's a prank gone wrong--- he's mostly just nervously apologetic. Ha ha-- uhhh, oops... and while you're trying to figure out how to get out of this closet, you hear from the dark behind you 'sooo... Haru told me about this game-- seven minutes in heaven?? ....wanna play? :)'

[tokyo-chainsaw-dragon]

I'm telling you, my roommate... (18+ MDNI)

A/N: This was sent as a request by @caotictimmy (hope you enjoy and get some well-needed sleep bud). Merry Christmas to y'all and Happy New Year. [Disclaimer: Part 1 of a 3-part smut, worth the slow burn].

𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 𝟑𝟔𝟎

⚠️warnings: 18+ MDNI, NSFW, pervert!roommate!Aki, Aki x Fem!reader, mentions of Aki being a pervert, stealing clothes

Aki has been your roommate for almost 6 months now. When it comes to him, he normally keeps a low-profile around the apartment. Of course, he always does the laundry since you tend to "fuck it up", putting in as much softener and where you'd normally for bleach.

Speaking of which, while Aki was sorting the light clothes from the dark clothes, his eye got caught by a pair of your dirty underwear. What could possibly go wrong?

Little did you know since you were busy decorating the Christmas tree in the living room, Aki decided to take your panties and shove them in his fucking pocket (bold move, I know).

After he did that, he checked to see if anyone (let alone his roommate, you) was/were looking. A minute passes and he goes back to doing the laundry like normal.

Aki eventually starts the washing machine and comes out of the laundry room, hoping that you wouldn't notice him (especially what was in his pocket 😳) and goes into his bedroom.

You were so much into decorating that stupid Christmas tree that you were oblivious to Aki (let alone him stealing a pair of your dirty panties). After you finished decorating the tree, trying to make it look perfect and all that, you go into the kitchen and fix yourself a snack for accomplishing the grueling task.

Meanwhile, Aki was sitting on his bed in the dark. He takes the panties out of his pocket and full-on INHALES the scent of where your pussy once was. Not only does he inhale the scent, no no no, he takes and rubs them against his clothed dick, wishing that it was your actual pussy and not a pair of underwear.

Fast forward to the Saturday before Christmas, Aki was out of the apartment running errands, leaving you alone with "nothing else to do besides waiting for him to come back".

You notice Aki's room and curiosity gets the best of you, forcing you to sneak into his room and see what he's been up to lately. While snooping, you find that pair of underwear that you thought that you lost all week.

I finally found my lost underwear, but why were they in Aki's room? You think to yourself. Wait a minute, is my roommate a fucking PERVERT?!

You manage to put the pieces together in a mere instant and figured out why Aki's been so strange ever since you arrived 6 months ago.

That begs the question: What'll happen next?

Part 2!

[luvlyycy]

Quite desperate for this but I can request a.k.i x fem reader smut please

yesssss urhrrgrueeiwoeekn, i love her sm..wifeyy.. (xian sheng is used when she talks about F.A.N.G)

she's good at everything, absolutely everything, you think. your limbs are tangled together as she laps at your gorgeous clit, two fingers stuffed in your tight hole as she grabs at your nipple, pulling n twisting.

you huff loudly, back arching into her touch— feeling as if you were to cum for the umpteenth time. "is it good, my love?" she giggles out, lips puckering as she sucks and licks at your swollen clit, fingers spreading in a scissoring motion. your hands tangle in her white hair as you hump her face, legs wrapped around her head— ankles locked behind her neck. you nod fervently much to her delight— "you taste so sweet— like sugary tea. so intoxicating!" she giggles against your clit, now extending her tongue into your pussyhole as he fingers replace her mouth at your clit. she practically rips another orgasm from you, your lips falling open as strings of moans and whines exit.

your legs go limp as you remove them from her body, eyes watching as she lifts herself up— hair messy, lipstick smudged as she looks down at your ruined pussy— admiring the kiss marks on your thighs matching her red lipstick, as well as the smudged lipstick on your pussy lips.

her lips curl into a grin, "shishishishi— my girlfriend is so so pretty— even xian sheng would be jealous of his dear A.K.I — shishi.." she leans towards your face, lips trailing up your neck, jaw, then finally onto your lips. she lets her spit swap with your's so you can taste yourself.

she leans back once again, eyes squinting as she smiles, hand reaching over to grab the vibrating dildo she had bought for you— "c-cum on my cock?" she manages out as she shivers, rubbing the dildo on her cheek.

[ihavezeno]

I saw you (?) mention before Fuyu considering killing Aki (and Aki allowing him) being something Marutoku wrote about, can I learn more about that? I'm curious if it was a (deleted?) thread or a short story?

There are a few places you can see this! First off, there are a ton of lines in basegame ZENO about Fuyu wanting to kill Aki for what he did to Natsu--ranging from when Fuyu's ZENO is active to when he's a lot calmer in Ushirono Part. It's fairly present throughout most of Fuyu's interactions during the game!

Even in the sidegames, Fuyu's wish for vengeance is still very much present. In ZENO 4.1, the main indicator for if Fuyu has ZENO or not is in the way he talks about Aki and wanting to kill him.

There are more tweets than these about Fuyu's thoughts on killing Aki, but I'm just going to share the couple that I have immedaitely on hand--You can always go keyword searching through mazu's twitter for more :)

(The MTL here is a bit finicky, but basically they're saying that since Fuyu killing Aki himself would be salvation for him, Fuyu is hesitant to do it himself)

[crop-pop]

evil art style challenge but i liked being evil so much that i drew all Light siblings + Bert Wily

more stuff under read more

originally this was supposed to be just two drawings of Daini because all my drawings of him are ugly and tbh i need to slightly tweak his design in my art style vs my evil art style, but i liked how Daini(evil) turned out so much!

this is going to the final post but i decided to draw Suna too, because I don't draw her often,

and then i got curious how Aki (and Bert) would look like in this evil style

also, before i even decided who to draw for this challenge, i used Acht to figure out how my evil art style looks like at all

that's all folks

[crimsonkenjii-writes]

eee double dates with us and our faves 🤭 reading your tags on that post was so cute! where do you think they’d want to take us? an arcade date could be fun ( watching them play air hockey might be kind of sexy too lol) or maybe we can go to a cute themed cafe >.< either way, whether it be me and giyuu with you and aki, or me and choso with you and giyuu — we’re going to have the cutest and most loving boyfriends in the room!!

The first image that came to mind was so funny to me, my words would fail to describe it so I quickly sketched it lmao

I just think they’d be so good at it LMAO no one can even see the puck, it’s just a black smear. We don’t even try after them, we’re too embarrassed bc they were just too amazing at it lolol

I also think the three boyz would get along really well too. Like if you and me went off to do a game on our own, and Choso and Giyuu or Aki and Giyuu were left alone with each other, they’d literally just gush about us the entire time LOL “My girlfriend is amazing, she has the cutest laugh.” “My girlfriend is amazing too. She looks adorable when she wakes up in the morning” not even a competition of who’s got the better gf, just nodding in agreement like “yes. We’re all lucky.” Cue them staring lovingly at us being goofballs on a whack a mole game

Maybe we could go to the arcade and then the cute cafe after!! Relax with some coffee and sweets hehehe just chatting with one another :3 having a great time 🥰🥰🥰

[easy-revenge]

my brain at 3am after a long day of hyperfixating on Whatever New Thing, going back to the same two characters and the exact same thoughts about them ive been having for the past several years and am clearly very normal about:

[meownotgood]

DID YOU SEE THE NEW AKI OFFICIAL ART WITH HIS SLUTTY WAIST OUT!??×?1 I CANT FIND THE HQ YET BUT HOLY SHITITITITITT IM LITERALLY (S)CREAMING RIGHT NOW OH MY FUCKING GOD IM LIKE A VICTORIAN MAN SEEING HIS WIFE'S ANKLES EXCEPT ITS AKI'S SLUTTY WAIST RAAHAHAHAHAHHAA FUUUUUUCK

his slutty delicious babygirlish grabbable holdable beautiful succulent waist with his cute little bellybutton and his absolutely scrumptious vline oh yeah.... yeah........ YEAH......

[aki-bara]

I NEED to know about Puddle Percy!

LMAO. Okay. This one's really weird...

Okay.

The concept is Percy dies. But not really.

What is death? Is it the destruction of your body or is it something else?

Percy's body is destroyed by a god in a display of power. In a last minute effort to save Percy's life Poseidon ties his soul (for lack of a better word) to some water of insubstantial size.

What do you think it felt like to Thalia to become a tree? Was she conscious of it? Probably not, trees doesn't have senses like humans do.

Here's the thing, Percy is connected to water. He can feel it in a way other people can't. His power allows him manipulate his new form, but he can't perceive things the way he used to.

One thing he does have is his connection to Annabeth. He can communicate with her, and only her through a psychic link. Since Percy's the sort to hold back his true feelings this presents its own challenges.

One thing I'm just now realizing is this can kind of be read as an allegory for chronic illness? Percy loses a lot of independence in the story and becomes very restricted in his abilities. He becomes completely dependent on Annabeth to experience the world the way he used to, and even that is through an altered lense.

The story is basically about Percy struggling to cope with his sudden lack of agency and Annabeth struggling to support him. Obviously the goal would be for him to get his body back, but who knows if that's even possible.

An unedited except can be found below.

They had tried talking Hera up, brought gifts to get in her good graces, bowed before her and begged her to let them marry and still she had refused. They had continued to try and persuade her only to be met with scorn and insults until finally both of them snapped. Annabeth scowled, expression furious.

“We didn't know we needed your approval for the court documents.” She said, not bothering to keep the anger from her voice. This she said in response to Hera's claim that they'd disrespected her too much to make up for it now.

“What you do or do not know is not my concern. Marriage is my domain and I will be respected.”

“What have you ever done to earn respect!”

Hera's eyes boiled with rage. Percy didn't know what Hera was about to do, but he didn't want Annabeth to be the focus of her attention when she did it.

“We just want to get married,” he pleaded, trying to distract Hera from Annabeth's words. “What's so wrong about that?”

“The problem isn't with marriage itself, but rather the ones attempting it.”

Percy tried to push down his anger, but didn't manage it cometely. “You toyed with us for months, never mentioning what you would or wouldn't allow.”

“You and every other half-blood knows the gods demand tribute. Don't act like your wasted time is my fault when it's your own simple-minds that are to blame.”

Percy's blood boiled. It was her fault if they failed because of her meddling. He didn't say that. He didn't want to argue. He only wanted to be married to Annabeth.

“Please, my lady, tell us what we must do to make up for this grave offense.” He tried very hard not to sound sarcastic as he said it, and felt that he mostly succeeded. Despite his reverent tone, Hera's eyes narrowed.

“There is nothing you can do. I will never allow you to marry.”

“Percy.” Annabeth said, warning in her tone. She had also heard the special emphasis the goddess placed on the word 'you.' Whatever reason Hera had for refusing them, it was because of Percy. Annabeth's hand found its way to his wrist, grabbing him, trying to ground him. Her quiet support only made him even angrier.

“It may be only a minor inconvenience, but that's exactly why I can enforce it in perpetuity. Your existence is a display of callous indifference from one who believes he is beyond reproach, but here it's mine. You should never have been born. You certainly can't get married.”

Hera hadn't moved, not once during her entire tirade, but Percy felt as if his entire world had tilted. Annabeth would never be able to get married. No, she could get married, just not to him, because he had the audacity to exist. It's never enough, he thought, a cold fury overtaking him. No matter what I do, it's never enough.

His fingers twitched. He longed to hold riptide in his hand, to press the blade's edge to the goddess's throat. All the while Hera continued to stare down at him with those cold cruel eyes.

“Oh.” She started again, as though she had not already dealt enough damage. “And I would advise you to think very carefully about what I've said before deciding to have any children.”

Annabeth’s grip on Percy's wrist grew tighter, but he didn't even notice. His ears were ringing at the unspoken threat. He ripped his hand free from Annabeth's grip as the water in the fountain beside them exploded. In an instant Percy was at the center of his own personal hurricane. He moved without thinking, riptide in hand. He would kill her. He would cut her, flood her lungs, crush her until she couldn't move anymore.

Hera stepped back, startled, but Percy was quicker. His sword began to cut, golden ichor staining the edge of its blade. Then a flash of light and an unseen force ripped him away. His head hit the ground with a crack. The goddess pressed him into the floor and water fell all around them with echoed splatters.

“Percy!” Annabeth shouted, running forward. She didn't get very far before she was thrown back by an invisible force. Hera was glowing and glaring at Percy with an anger neither of them had ever seen on the goddess's face before. Already the wound at her throat was healing, golden ichor fading away to reveal unblemished skin beneath.

“You think me some weakling you can beat into submission?” She shouted, her voice echoing unnaturally in the open air. Annabeth stumbled back, covering her ears with her hands. Percy tried to do the same, but discovered he couldn't move. A magical wind began to surround him, whipping at his clothes and hair.

“You think yourself unbeatable, but you are nothing before me. Nothing!”

Annabeth tried to move forward again, ignoring the way the wind pushed at her. Her efforts proved useless. Eddys of magical power swirled around Percy, keeping Annabeth from getting too close. Percy was barely aware of Annabeth's presence. As soon as Hera had finished speaking, pain began coursing through him. He remembered the crushing pain of holding up the sky and the searing burn of lava on his skin. Somehow this new experience was both together, and far worse than either alone. Molten heat consumed his senses. Impossible pressure squeezing him in on every side. He screamed in agony.

“Percy!” Annabeth cried, her eyes growing wet with tears. She couldn't see what was happening, but she could hear Percy and the sound terrified her. What would Hera do to him?

“Stop!” she begged falling to her knees, but the goddess didn't even look at her. Percy's consciousness shrank. His felt impossibly light. It didn't make sense. If anything, the pressure should have made him feel heavy. Instead it pushed him into a fire that burned his very existence. It was terrifying. None of the sensations he was feeling made any sense and every last one of them hurt in a way he'd never known before. He was being pressed in, made small, nothing.

Was he dying? Was this what death felt like? He wanted to cry and he couldn't. He was so stupid coming here. Why? He would never see his mother again, would never see his sister grow up. He was leaving Annabeth behind. He couldn't even say goodbye, so he prayed instead. He begged his father to look after them all and for Athena to keep her daughter safe. Finally, he apologized to Annabeth directly. Even if she never knew, he was sorry.

The wind stopped. The magic vanished. Hera was gone, and so was Percy. The only sign either of them had been there was the water covering the floor. The room was still and silent. More unnerving still was the sight of riptide. It sat resting on the ground in pen form. Annabeth stepped towards it, towards the spot where Percy should have been, and sank to the ground. Her whole body was shaking. He was gone.

Annabeth knew Hera was powerful, but never did she think their meeting would turn out like this. Percy had been powerful too. Annabeth had seen it in Tartarus. He nearly killed Ahklys. Still, Hera was no minor deity.

Annabeth reached out with a trembling hand,fingers barely brushing the sword-pen’s barrel. Riptide wasn't returning to Percy. She knew what that meant, even if she didn't want to. Tears fell from her eyes, some of them landing on the puddle in front of her and making its water ripple. She sniffled loudly, not knowing why she bothered fighting back the tears. Percy was gone. Percy was dead.

[blushblushbear]

How would the Kitsune boys react to their s/o getting hurt?

HELL YEAH BBY SOME HURT/COMFORT lol

so, I think it would depend on the circumstances;

Hurt on accident/injury/a booboo

Aki:

A little ball of worry until he's sure you're okay

Asking questions rapid fire 'are you okay? where does it hurt? do you need a bandaid, I'M SORRY I'M SORRY!'

Helps patch you up

kisses the boo boo

'*rubs his nose against yours* Please be more careful, Bunny'

Haru:

'Oh shit-- you okay??'

helps you up/to somewhere safe

is checking your body to make sure it wasn't too serious

helps to patch you up and makes sure you don't need his help to get around

is surprisingly a little serious all the sudden

like not DEAD SERIOUS but he def switched from party goof/flirt to concerned boyfriend

also kisses it better

and your cheek just for good measure

Fuyu:

Asks if you are okay

might start lecturing either you or whomever he's going to blame for the injury

picks you up and takes you to a first aid kit

checks you over

will not take no for an answer

this is serious, you're hurt

touches the spot you got hurt on after it's patched up, almost like he's blessing it to heal faster

kisses your forehead

Still an accident but the injury is much more serious;

Aki:

Low key panic mode

NO ONE MOVE/TOUCH THEM, THEY'RE HURT!

*proceeds to pick you up*

fret, fret, worry, worry

just a very serious Aki

gets you the help you need

is with your every step of the way

doesn't wanna let go of your hand

'I got you Bunny, I'm not gonna leave you'

lots of hugs and cuddles and kisses afterwards

he was really scared

Haru:

0 to 10000 serious so fucking fast

'Hey, you alright?? where does it hurt??'

immediately gets you medical attention

is very in charge the whole time

also doesn't leave your side

very visibly worried but in a 'I'm handling this come hell or high water' sort of way

makes sure once you're alright that you have anything you need or want

is constantly hovering and checking your injury

asks about a million times if it hurts

does not leave your side

lots of hand holding and holding of you in general

'please don't scare me like that again...'

Fuyu:

there is no lecture, only yelling

though not at you

whomever got you in this situation

who ever is around to get you a doctor stat

He is checking you over and carrying you to get help

becomes very protective and domineering very quickly

He slips into his fearsome leader shoes when things are very wrong

and you are hurt, so for him, everything is very wrong

does not leave your side as well

also asks you a million questions

if you seem fine he will leave you to your rest

which is to say he will sit there beside you in total silence so you may rest

'sleep easy, my dearest cursebreaker. I shall not leave your side until you are well.'

IF YOU ARE ATTACKED;

Aki:

does not matter who it is

does not matter the size

or the power

he is jumping right the fuck in

between you and your attacker

if they want to touch you, there are going to have to go through him and he's bringing all the fury he can muster with him

probably does not stop until they either retreat or are subdued

if they retreat he might start to follow them but only stops when he hears you call his name

then he's at your side in an instant

take serious injury Aki and ramp that up to 11

plus anger

anger at your attacker

anger at himself that they got a hit on you

he might think about tracking them down

but he doesn't want to leave your side

what if something else happened to you??

what if you got more hurt

he's going to be on edge for a while

if it leaves a scar, he's going to get a little on edge everytime he sees it

also kisses it as an apology

Haru:

So

you're kind of the only thing that could ever make Haru totally loose his chill

in a lot of different ways

but if he finds you being attacked, he's going for the throat

it's kind of a quiet fury too

no big yelling or shows of rage

just striking for the kill on hesitation

he plays chill, cause he mostly is, but when push comes to shove he will always push back

and when the shove is towards you he pushes back HARD

if the attacker retreats he doesn't follow

he makes a note of where they're going and then immediately has his arms around you

he hovers and frets and tries his best to reassure you that he's here now, he won't let anything happen to you

apologies for not being there sooner

when the dust has settled, and he's sure you're going to be alright, and your are sleeping peacefully--

he sneaks off into the night

no one threatens his mate and doesn't walk away with a reminder why that was the worst mistake of their life

if the attack leaves a scar, he feels a sense of disappointment in himself every time he sees it

he's already sure deep down he's not good enough for you really, and this is physical proof

might not actually kiss it until you ask him too

'to make it better'

he feels like that kiss is just more proof of your grace that he doesn't deserve

Fuyu:

Fuyu is a changed man

he knows peace now

a peace you helped to teach him

a peace he truly cherishes almost as much as he cherishes you

but when he sees his darling love under threat

a little bit of his old self comes out

it is glorious

and powerful

and angry with a rage that's even surprising to him

I don't think he kills them

he doesn't want anymore blood on his hands

but they do not walk away in one piece

he doesn't follow, but if he ever catches even a glimpse of them, or a whiff of their scent on the air anywhere near his clan, HIS love

he might need to rethink his mercy

I think he actually patches you up himself

as best he can anyway

he brings a healer in to cover anything he can't

but he's by your side the whole time

he's almost a little embarrassed now

you having seen him in such a beastly state

he's a little afraid he frightened you

but make no mistake

he's not the least bit sorry

and if they do ever come around again

if they dare to even THINK of stepping near you

he will make good on his word

but he hopes it won't come to that

he wants to stay by your side

until you're better

and for forever after that too

if it leaves a scar, every time he sees it he feels a little twinge of rage

it's almost a subtly reminder to keep a lid on his anger

a reminder of who he once allowed himself to become

and who and why he changed

he kisses it often

maybe his kiss will come to heal you the way yours did for him...