#and hajime has to be like. No I Know She Was Different. I Knew Her Too.

[alstroemerian-dragon]

chiaki is such a good and interesting character. wish she was in a better game

[hayatoseyepatch]

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∘∙⊱Description: Who would our little less experienced characters go to for help in pleasing their partner?

∘∙⊱Featuring:  Haruka Sakura, Jo Togame, Kyotaro Sugishita, Hajime Umemiya, Akihiko Nirei, Hayato Suo x fem!reader

∘∙⊱Words: 2.7k (I might have gotten a wee bit carried away, oops)

∘∙⊱Tags: fem!reader, minor spoiler warning for the manga (nothing too specific mentioned), aged up, smut, threesome, cunnilingus, fingering, edging, teasing, dom/sub dynamics, petnames, praising, degradation, dacryphilia, oral (m&f receiving), etc.

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a/n: Please be gentle with me I haven’t written anything proper in like 2 years lmao. But I’m currently obsessed with windbreaker and figured I’d take matters into my own hands for creating some content for these boys. Enjoy some spicy headcannons! You know the drill, 18+ content MDNI.

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-Sakura is a damn mess. I love this boy so much but he is. Because lets be honest, even getting together with Sakura was a project. This poor baby never even had someone show him friendship let alone love.

-(Slight Manga Spoilers) Sakura has gone to Togame for help before when it came to  the battle with Noroshi, and Togame has proven himself to be someone Sakura can rely on. Sakura treats everything like a fight, this is no different.

-Togame, in comparison, had much more experience. Being in Shishitoren was a lot on Togame before he met Sakura, so he had his fair share of sexual partners to relieve some stress.

-Sakura was new to relying on others, and even newer to asking for help. His face a bright red and a deep furrow in his brows. Togame took one look at his expression, eyebrows raising in curiosity. “What’s up Sakura, you good?” He had asked lazy crooked smile in place, tough he’d be lying if he wasn’t a bit concerned.

-Sakura’s scowl only deepened in response. “I need your help with something.” When Togame had urged him to go on, between clenched teeth he had asked him to help him pleasing his partner.

-To say Togame was shocked would be an understatement. Sakura’s furrow in his brow deepened. “Listen, I know your much more experienced than I am, I just.. I want to make sure she feels good too. But I fucking swear one smart ass comment and I’ll beat your ass into next week. You got it?” Togame’s eyes softened he knew how Sakura was, how hard it was for him to ask for help. He must really care for you. He agreed without a second thought.

-It wasn’t long before he found himself in your shared bedroom. His eyes wide at your form clad in nothing but a cute matching set the both of your cheeks adorned with the same bright red hue. He had to remind himself why he was here. He was here to help his friend, but gods were you so damn beautiful.

You felt so exposed, tears collecting on your lashes, as Togame has you spread open for Sakura. Your back resting against Togame’s chest, your thighs hooked over his, fully exposing your dripping center to Sakura’s hungry gaze. Togame’s long fingers drawing lazy circles over your needy clit. Your essence was dripping from your opening onto the sheets below, it had felt like Togame had been teasing your for hours, mind already swimming and neither of them had even filled your cunt. Togame’s other hand gently thumbing at your nipple, had you wiggling desperately in his grasp.

“See, Sakura, you need to take your time. You see how much of a mess her pretty pussy is making?” He chuckles, deep and breathy, right into your ear. “All that wetness is gonna make it feel so much better for the both of you. Plus just see for yourself how sexy it sounds”

Sakura felt like he was going to explode, his cheeks radiating warmth with how red they were, his cock straining against his pants, aching for attention.  All Sakura could do is nod eyes locked on your dripping cunt. “Go ahead Sakura, slowly slip two fingers inside, that’s it, see how easy it is?” he grins at the look on Sakura’s face at the squelching sound your cunt makes, coupled with the sound that falls from your lips at the feeling of his fingers stretching your once empty cunt. “sh-shut the fuck up I know how to put my fingers inside, asshole” Sakura grumbles, but he couldn’t deny Togame was right, they’ve never slipped in with such ease before.

Togame chuckles once more. “Oh she’s so responsive, how adorable~” Sakura’s eyes are wide, he’s never heard you make that sound before, he quickly gets drunk on your reactions, fingers gliding in and out of your cunt with ease with how wet you were. Togame continues to guide Sakura, telling him just how to position his fingers in such a way that he is repeatedly hitting the spot deep inside you that has your vision going white.

“Oh! H-Haruka, right there, please please I’m gonna~” You cry out, embarrassed at how loud your volume had gotten as you beg for release. Togame finally picks up speed, his fingers no longer drawing lazy patterns but circling your clit faster now. “That’s it doll, don’t hold back, show Sakura how good he’s making you feel.” Sakura watches intently, mesmerized, feeling your walls clamp down on his fingers body trembling as he and Togame’s fingers guide you through your orgasm. Sakura surging forward, lips claiming yours hungrily, swallowing your moans. Coming down from you high, breaths panting as you try and calm your racing heart and trembling thighs.

“Alright Sugar, I think your ready for the main event.” Both you and Sakura’s eyes widen at Togame’s words, you were both in for a long night.

Umemiya & Sugishita

-Let’s be honest here, Sugishita is trusting NO ONE other than Umemiya. He hold so much respect for him and I feel like if he’s going to anyone its him.

-I feel like his partner also spends plenty of time with Umemiya, so it wouldn’t be a stranger who is being invited into their bedroom. A good bit of Sugishita’s time is spent helping Umemiya in the garden or with meetings, so its safe to say that his partner spends a good bit of their time on the rooftop with them.

-Sugishita also knows that Umemiya will be gentle and not push any boundaries that  him or his partner are uncomfortable with. He finds some relief knowing Umemiya isn’t going to go all sadistic on his partner.

-That being said Sugishita is still so nervous to ask for help. He’s worried in some way he’d be disappointed in him for not being able to fulfill his partners needs. Umemiya is so caught off-guard when he asks too, Sugishita rarely ever asks for help so as the leader and viewing Furin’s members as his siblings of course he’s happy to help! Though Sugishita’s next words were ones he couldn’t have guessed even if he tried.

-When the time comes, and the three of you are in the comfort of your bed, they dwarf your frame. These boys are BIG, Sugishita is 6’3” and Umemiya is 6’2” so honeybun I’m praying for you for real.

-Umemiya is so patient, his gentle words guiding both of your actions, he is fully in hold of the reins. He has the both of you hanging on to his every word.

“That’s it Sugishita, be gentle, ease into her. She how much easier it slides in after warming her up?” Umemiya’s voice is tender, guiding Sugishita’s actions and easing your mind. His deep baritone spoken directly in your ear has you letting out shudder. Sugishita lets out a deep groan, you were always tight, normally struggling to take his girth. But your velvet walls pulled him in the wetness from the last hour Umemiya spent between your thighs making him slide in with ease.

“So.. fucking.. tight” Sugishita grunts, heeding his mentor’s word, resisting the urge to slam into you desperate to feel more of you. You whimper at the stretch, Umemiya titling your chin upwards, lips meeting your own. His tongue exploring your mouth, large hands roaming your body. One hand circles a sensitive nipple, the other has his fingers tracing mindless shapes on your clit. Effectively distracting you from the stretch of Sugishita entering your tight heat. The both of you moan loudly as Sugishita bottoms out, feeling filled to the brim and he hadnt even gotten started. “That’s it, give her a moment, let her get accustomed. Its okay sweetheart, poor little thing your tight little pussy is so full isn’t it baby?” The gentle tone of Umemiya’s voice contradicts the absolute filth that leaves his mouth. His words having you wiggling your hips desperate for more. “Please, Kyo, more.. please fuck me”

Umemiya grins, the desperate tone in your voice has his own cock straining against the tight fabric of his boxers. “Go on Sugishita, she asked so nicely, are you gonna make her beg?” He teases, having both of your cheeks flushing pink, as Sugishia begins to move. His hips rutting into yours,  your head being tossed back, resting on Umemiya’s shoulder. “Please.. please.. touch me Ume” You beg, your voice sounding foreign to your own ears in your desperation.

The older man grins, lips attaching themselves to your neck, his fingers resuming their ministrations on your sensitive spots. Letting out a deep growl, Sugishita picks up the pace hips slamming into your own. “You see that Sugishita, you see how deep you are inside her?” He teases, pointing out the bulge in your tummy where he can practically see just how deep he was thrusting inside you. He gritted his teeth willing himself not to cum, not yet. Not when you felt so good, not when you were making such beautiful sounds.

Your hand reaches behind you, slipping inside Umemiya’s boxers, your small hand wrapping around his cock, giving an experimental tug not wanting to leave him out. He curses into your neck. His hips thrusting into you hand as you begin pumping his length in your hand. Sugishita couldn’t take it anymore, you felt too good, your sounds doing too much to him. You too were on the edge. “Kyo, Kyo, please gonna..” You come undone with a cry, Sugishita matching your actions, spilling himself into your waiting cunt. After catching your breath, you and Sugshita have a silent conversation with your eyes, his response being an approving nod and a grunt, as you turn your half lidded gaze up to Umemiya.

“Ume.. please fuck me.. wanna make you feel good too.” The white haired male’s eyes widening at your forwardness, but as he said to Sugishita earlier, he wasn’t going to make you beg when you asked so nicely.

-See these two here… I think this arrangement is a bit different from the others. Unlike Sakura & Sugishita, it isn't Nirei going to Suo for help for his partner, but rather Suo helping Nirei get some experience under his belt.

-Suo is already training Nirei, taking him under his wing to show him how to defend himself, to him this was just another lesson for him to give the blonde.

-Nirei was confused when Suo had texted him telling him to meet him at his apartment rather than their usual meeting spot for training. Regardless, he followed instruction, curious as to where Suo lived. After all these years of knowing him, he still only knew what Suo let him know about him he was a mystery to him.

-He met Nirei at the door his signature closed eye smile adorning his face, laced with mischief, as he led him inside. “y/n isnt here, Suo?” Nirei had asked curiously, also with a twinge of nervousness.

-Suo was extremely perceptive, he noticed the cherry red that dusted Nirei’s cheeks whenever you greeted him or made idle chatter. How could he not? You were breathtaking after all. So Suo would throw one of his closest friends a bone. Tilting his head with a smile. “Oh no, she’s here, just in the bedroom waiting for our lesson.”

-Nirei didnt know what he was expecting when he followed Suo into their bedroom, but he nearly fainted seeing you sat on the bed waiting patiently in nothing but your bra and panties. Before he could profusely apologize for catching you in such a state of undress and run, his friend had placed a firm hand on his shoulder. “Today’s lesson is going to be a bit different, today me and y/n are going to be teaching you about inflicting pleasure rather than pain.”

-The nervous blonde thought his heart might just beat right out of his chest, was this a cruel prank from you both? Had Suo caught him staring at you and decided to give him a humiliating punishment?

-He would be a liar if he said he hadn’t imagined being with you before. If he hadn’t spent late nights fucking his fist, imagining it was you touching him instead. If he didn’t whimper your name in his pillow as he came.

-But when your big doe eyes met his, a delicate hand reached out to welcome him into the bed with a comforting nod of your head offering your consent, who was he to say no?

“He’s awfully eager isn’t he darling? Oops it seems like your mouths a bit full, how silly of me~” Suo chuckled, tone in his voice teasing, as he stuffed your mouth full of his cock. His eye softening as he looked down at you, fingers carding gently before tugging just the way he knew you liked, forcing more of his cock down your throat.

Your moans sent vibrations around Suo’s cock, he was right, Nirei was surely eager. His tongue lapping at your pussy like a man starved. His inexperienced tongue was everywhere and nowhere at the same time. Suo needing to remind him to take breaths. Said man, chuckled once more, teasing voice filling the room.

“Nirei, she isn’t going anywhere we’re just getting started, make sure your focusing on her clit, that’s a boy just like, fuck, just like that.” The tail end of his sentence he wasn’t sure which of you it was directed at, the way you bobbed your head taking him expertly in your throat had the normally composed man losing his bearings. Using his grip on your hair he lifted you off his length.

“Come here.” He instructs the blonde, who reluctantly removed his face from its position buried between your thighs. You beckon Nirei to you with your hand in his, pressing your lips together in a heated kiss. Tongue quickly overtaking his own, allowing him to taste Suo on his tongue, a stark reminder of who you belonged to. This seemed to please your boyfriend, enough for him to slot himself between your legs. His cock sliding in with ease due to the wetness from Nirei’s saliva and your own arousal.

You moan, desperately into Nieri’s mouth, head being tossed back at the feeling of Suo’s cock filling you so deeply. His groan making both if you shudder. No time is wasted, you were quick to replace the empty feeling in your mouth with the blonde’s cock. He let out a loud desperate moan as the warmth of your mouth welcomes him in, hollowing your cheeks as you begin to suck. Suo sets a brutal pace from the beginning, determined to have all three of you coming undone at the same time.

You and Nirei’s moans and whimpers bounce off the walls, leaving no question of who was solely in control of you both in this moment. Suo felt the familiar spasm of your walls around him, indicating your impending release. “That’s it my love, come on, let go for me. Show Nirei how beautiful you look coming undone on my cock.”

He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t close, the stimulation of your earlier ministrations bringing him to the edge faster than he normally would. Nirei is the first of you to come, a loud cry falling from his lips, tears streaming down his cheeks as he unloads into your waiting mouth. Nearly coming a second time just from the sight of you swallowing his cum, just so you would be able to cry out Suo’s name as you came on his cock. Suo was the last to topple over the ledge, your orgasm triggering his own. Hands gripping your plush hips in an iron grip as he paints your walls white. The room is silent save for the sounds of panting, all three of you catching your breaths from such intense releases. Suo’s voice is the first to break the silence.

“Alright Nirei, go on, if you clean her up real nice with your tongue I might just let you fuck her pretty cunt after.~”

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Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed, and as always likes and reblogs are greatly appreciated. This is my first time writing for these characters so I hope I did them some justice. See you in the next one!

[ktsumu]

FIFTH TIME’S A CHARM

cw: suggestive content, nudity happy valentine's day ᡣ𐭩

This year, for the first time ever, Tooru doesn’t buy flowers for his valentine. You are the only witness to the crime.

His first girlfriend, back in junior high, got roses. She got him roses, too, with a chocolate bar he ended up giving to his sweet tooth sister. They were real, shockingly, smelt good too.

They were discounted, and it’s a basic gift, but he was twelve and had only been seeing her for three weeks.

(And they broke up two weeks later, so he has no regrets about the roses that cost his mom less than fifteen bucks.)

The second girlfriend was a little more serious.

Tooru thinks he might’ve been fourteen for that one. He liked her—she was kind, pretty, had a nice laugh. He remembers holding hands in the hallway at school and their first kiss (well, peck) was surrounded by a bunch of classmates, screaming like it mattered more to them than it did to him.

He forgets how long they lasted, but he’s sure they started dating in November and made it to Valentine’s Day. He bought her tulips, her favourite, and a stuffed bear, because it was right beside it in the store. With his own money, too. 

His second girlfriend—he really, really feels bad about not knowing her name anymore—got him chocolate. He gave it to his sister again, but he kept the card she wrote him, saying she loved him three months in like either of them knew what that meant.

And to be fair, he said he loved her, too. Just not to her face. Many, many times to Hajime, though.

Tooru and Girlfriend #2 broke up in May. He wasn’t even planning on it, either. She just moved to a different country and he wasn’t looking for a penpal, and she said she didn’t wanna cheat on him.

The third girlfriend is where his small list gets serious.

He gave romance a break after the one that got away. He just flirted with people up until his first year of high school, the big leagues, which is when he actually got too much attention.

It’s a huge deal when you’re sixteen and your girlfriend is seventeen. He was crowned royalty of his class, the chosen one. The only one that could possibly score an older girl and act like it’s no big deal, and then proceed to blow her off to watch a game taping or something. On top of the world, and yet so below the standard.

She was pretty good to him. Makki always said he was a moron and she was gonna dump his ass, and Tooru probably knew that, too. Hajime said he was wasting his time, and every time he’d deny it, he’d think about how right he was.

He and the third girlfriend—Hana, he remembers—had one Valentine’s Day together, but it was so close to two that he almost wants to count it as such for the hell of it.

He got her wildflowers because she always said she hated roses and tulips. Basic flowers mean they don’t care, or something like that. He didn’t understand it fully, but he was happy when she leapt into his arms, that was for sure. It felt pretty good when she kissed him stupid and said he was the best, but that high didn’t survive the Spring Tournament the next year. 

That’s how close he was to two Valentine’s Days—January. Fucking brutal.

She dumped him and he swore off girlfriends in senior year; probably even blamed it on something stupid like ‘bad omens.’ He graduated with D1 offers, though, so he counts it as a win.

That tallies up to three successful Valentine’s Days, so far right? Yeah, right—all with flowers. 

The fourth bouquet wasn’t a bouquet at all, it was actually orchids in a pot, left on the kitchen table of the apartment he lived in when he moved. He was twenty, her name was Riko, his first almost everything. First I love you, first time—name it, basically.

He did make it to two Valentine’s Days with Riko, which is something so impressive for him that confetti emojis were everywhere in the groupchat he kept with his friends from high school. Hearts, confetti, eggplants, whatever else.

The first one was admittedly better than the second, though. The second one, he got a really serious offer overseas, and he didn’t even ask about it. He just told her that he loved her, and that he’d be in Argentina by August.

(Safe to say that he was the only one packing for that.)

That was the last time he bought flowers on Valentine’s Day, because it was the last time he consciously celebrated with someone. He sent his friends funny clips or pictures just to tease, taunted them whenever they could keep a girlfriend to celebrate with, but he gave up himself.

(It’s just so much easier to relax—he’d have no problem getting a girlfriend if he wanted one. His issue is keeping them.)

He’s twenty-seven and solo.

Mostly solo, he should say. You come around a lot, stay the nights with him. You typically collect your clothes and leave the next morning with a wave and maybe a ‘text me if you wanna do this again Friday,’ but he hates how he’s lying when he grins and says he just might.

Tooru is so used to being the one to leave, or to sabotage himself until someone else does, that he’s forgotten that it actually sucks when you don’t wanna be left alone.

The whole point of you and him is to keep it casual, but Tooru can barely keep it cool.

He likes to consider himself experienced. It’s why he gets so fucked up when he kisses you for longer than he realizes, or how he finds himself holding back words he thinks might be too much for casual sex. 

You two are functional together, at least. He just puts the system at risk a lot.

When he wakes up today, February fourteenth, he doesn’t even know what day it is. He’s naked, in his own bed at the very least, and he can see his jeans on the floor through the light of the bathroom dripping through the door left open. Dawn peeks through the curtains.

The room is quiet, the window’s open so the birds can talk to him, and to his left, you’re still here. 

“Hey,” he says, yawning.

“Good morning,” you say back, a small smile on your face as you stretch. He can’t help but smile back, with his grin and smile lines, eyes drifting to the hem of the sheets that try and cover you up. Okay, naked too. “Happy Valentine’s Day.”

Woah.

“It’s Valentine’s Day?” he replies in a hurry, leaning up on his elbow as he grabs his phone. Yes, very much so.

You raise your brows. “What? Got a wife you forgot about?”

“Very funny.”

“I know, I’ve been waiting,” you say. It’s your turn to yawn now, moving to lay your head on his chest, hand pushing him back down into the bed. “What’s the panic, then?”

He shrugs. “Nothing. Just … forgot. It's weird.”

“Hm. So where are my roses, huh?”

Tooru scoffs, glancing down at you as he rests a hand on your waist. “They’re being delivered, obviously.”

“I figured.” You cock your head. “What’s up with Valentine’s Day, huh?”

“I don’t know. I’ve never not gotten flowers for someone when I’ve had them.”

“Are you talking about me?”

“What, I can’t get friendly flowers?” he asks, raised brows and attitude waking up with him. “You’re naked in my bed, that must constitute something.”

The way you pout your lip in thought makes him wanna reach out for your hand. Is it weird to do that? Can I do that? 

(You do it first, but he holds you tighter.)

“No, this is fine.”

“Fine?”

“Better,” you quickly correct. “I’d rather just stay in bed and say it once. I prefer acts of service, anyway.”

Looking at you, laying on his bare chest, the sun creeping in over yours, he doesn’t care all that much about how he’s breaking tradition anymore. Maybe it’s not even tradition, maybe it’s just a cycle he’s breaking; a vicious one, at that.

You’re an unconventional valentine in the sense that you’re not even his, but maybe when the day’s passed and he doesn’t feel it looming over him, he might bring it up again.

“Acts of service, you say?”

You snicker, being pushed onto your back as he looms over you. He’s looking at you like Cupid hit him; bullseye.

“You wouldn’t happen to know of those, would you?”

“Just tell me what you want, already. Let me make up for the flowers.”

You take him by the back of the neck, pulling him down to kiss you like he means it. Tooru speaks in tongues the two of you best understand.

For the first time in four official Valentine’s Days, Tooru doesn’t buy his valentine flowers. But, for the first time in four official Valentine’s Days, it feels so right that it doesn’t even matter he’s doing it ‘wrong.’

(Next time, when you’re hopefully here again, he doesn’t think he’ll get flowers, either. This'll do.)

[o-sachi]

Then There Was You ‧₊˚ ⋅ Drabble (Request)

ଳ he swore to only keep his eyes on ume and follow his good example, but then you just had to become a distraction ଳ character; sugishita kyotarou (wind breaker) ଳ tags; floof, tsundere sugi, short fight scene, afab reader, no y/n

"You've been staring at her a lot lately huh?"

Just like that, Sugishita was snapped out of his stupor. He rarely narrowed his eyes at Ume, but if someone teased him about her... then not even Ume-chan is an exception to his grumpiness.

"No," he grunts and looks away.

Ume pats his back with a reassuring smile on his face. He said something about how it's okay to like someone because it's totally normal.

Yeah, right. Normal.

But the thing is—Sugishita's an anomaly. He's different in a way that he had never loved anyone before, let alone "liked." Some people were just not made for it and he believes himself to be one of those people. His purpose—he says—is to become stronger so that he can be someone Ume can be proud of. Even better if he could become someone that the great Umemiya Hajime could rely on.

However, he was nowhere near to attaining that. The idea of love is then out of question. He just had no time for trivial things.

It's funny though—how his mind and body are doing completely different things. A part of him doesn't want to stray from the path that Ume has carved for him, but another fuels this urge in him to simply stare at you. Admire you from afar. Because you were the most delicate thing in his eyes.

Compared to the self-assured and confident Kotoha, the new part-timer at the cafe was a bit laidback. But she was the bubbliest and friendliest person that the Furin boys have come across.

Each time they would come and visit the cafe, she'd be standing at the counter with a warm smile on her face. And once everyone has their food in front of them, she would happily listen to Ume's tales about the day's fight or Nirei's rants about the people he "observes." She'd giggle at Sakura's bashfulness and be amused by Tsugeura's enthusiasm.

She had a special talent in that she could make anyone feel at ease.

And Sugishita was sure that it would be the same thing all over again. No matter how nice or kind someone is—they'll be too intimidated to even converse with him.

But that wasn't the case with you.

He could still vividly recall how his heart skipped a beat the day he first met you. The boys had come to the cafe to wind down after a major scuffle. They had cuts and bruises all over, but they laughed as if there was no pain at all. As the newbie, you didn't know better and acted with the utmost concern.

Much to everyone's surprise, you came to Sugishita first.

"Does it hurt?" you ask, pointing at a cut on his arm.

His brows furrow and his lips press into a thin line—an obvious indicator that he is in no need of your help. But he should've known that it wouldn't be enough to push you away.

"Here," you say as you offer a band-aid to him. "Sorry, it's a bit childish with all the elephants on it, but it's all I have."

In spite of his unwelcoming demeanor, you persisted. Even the other guys around him were stunned at your resolve. But they remained quiet, wanting to see how Sugishita would react.

Sugishita sheepishly took the cute band-aid from your fingers, shoving it immediately deep into his pocket.

You smile. "You should wash that up and plaster it on as soon as possible or it'll get infected."

When he finally spares you a glance, he sees the maddeningly bright smile on your face. It almost reminded him of Ume when he annoys him.

"Thanks," he whispered. It took all of his willpower to say one syllable because he knew that there would be consequences.

Sakura piped up. "Oh, so you do know what gratitude is?"

The consequence being—a certain two-toned boy would get on his nerves.

Of course, the usual back-and-forth ensued. Sugishita got too heated up that he nearly forgot the band-aid in his pocket. When he glanced over to you again and saw how you laughed at their bickering... he swore you had done something to his forsaken heart.

He often found himself daydreaming like a kid when recalling that day. It made him happy to an extent, though he'd never admit it. But he mostly repeated the events in his head because he was trying to figure out why his heart was thumping so loud then and why he felt so nervous around you.

It bothered him to no end because he was this big hulking guy and you were... just a girl who probably wouldn't hurt a fly. He had fought guys thrice your size. Yet, here he was; scared at the thought of you sitting next to him and talking to him.

Throughout his daydream, he failed to notice that you had disappeared and went out to buy some milk for the cafe. Kotoha was busy cleaning the kitchen, so the errand was left to you.

It left Sugishita bored. He wasn't really interested in whatever they were talking about and Ume was busy eating anyway. And you were... well, he didn't know where you were. He'd rather be kicked in the shins twice than ask where you had gone.

Everything comes to a halt as they heard commotion from outside. And by the sound of it... it was you. His question was answered in the worst way possible.

"Let go of me! Stop!" you cried out desperately, but to no avail.

"C'mon, lady. We were askin' ye for some change so nicely, weren't we? Don't be a bitch and show us some kindness, will ye?"

The shady group of guys who were outside the convenience store saw you and decided to follow. So here you were, getting mugged.

Everyone in the cafe knew the situation straight away. They were all ready to jump into action, but none of them would have expected what happened next.

To put it simply, Sugishita just shot out of his seat without another word or thought. Kotoha was sure that the cafe's door would fly off the hinges with how strongly he swung it open.

His fiery stare was zeroed in on the scumbags that had you surrounded. His mind was empty except for two things: to beat these fuckers up and to save you.

He stomped over to you, the shady men becoming aware of his approaching and menacing presence.

"Watcha want, punk? Walkin' over here like a—"

The guy's sentence was left unfinished as Sugishita's fist met his face. His punch snapped and didn't waste any time slugging the rest of the men. Though they tried to fight back, they were no match for an extra aggressive Sugishita.

His senses only came flooding back when he felt a pair of arms around him. He inspected the ground below him where the men had fallen unconscious... and then he realized that you were clinging on to him like a koala.

"THAT WAS SO SCARYYYY," you cried. As you did, you squeezed him tighter. You were probably pushing his boundaries, but the adrenaline and fear got the best of you. You could apologize later for the tears that had seeped through his navy blue cotton shirt.

And normally, he would push you away, but strangely—it felt... really good. His hands hovered in the air, unsure of what to do with them. He helplessly looked around. But as he turned his gaze back at the cafe, he saw the boys and Kotoha watching them from a distance.

They were smiling and snickering, flashing a thumbs up at Sugishita for saving the day.

When it finally sank in—he was in a state of catharsis. He still couldn't put a finger on what it was that he was feeling. But all he knew was that he liked your warmth and that you still made him insanely nervous.

To some extent, it was like his eyes were opened to a world never seen before. And you were the key to that hidden realm.

He gulped and slowly placed a hand on your head, gently stroking it albeit he was shaking. Was it from punching too hard or was it because of you? He wasn't sure.

Buuuut, maybe Ume was right about this being totally normal.

o-sachi © 2024 pls do not translate/copy/reupload my work on other platforms.

[littleplantfreak]

Run my hands through - Umemiya Hajime

Made a post about how much i loved Ume with his hair down yesterday and ended up writing something entirely self indulgent //gestures at this official art too

-SFW (but almost wasn't I almost got super carried away but deleted it cause I leave smut to the professionals) so uhhh marking/hickeys, hair pulling, makin' out with Umemiya and slightly possessive behavior on readers part but in a silly way if that makes sense just in case anyone has problems with that stuff.

You're looking at him more than usual. Umemiya can feel your eyes boring into the back of his head while he's re-potting plants on the roof. He asked you about it before but all you do is hum and say you think you're staring a normal amount. Of course he doesn't mind, but it feels like he's under a microscope. When he asked Kotoha if she knew why you were acting weird, she shrugged and said you'd were looking at some old pictures at the children's home so maybe you'd just been noting how different he looked in his childhood pictures. She ended it with a look and tone that conveyed you'd already asked her to keep something secret.

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It's his hair again. The hair that's always gelled back in a slight wave keeping it out of his face completely. It's not hard to break it free from the glassy prison he molds it into though. There have been plenty of times strands fell forward from sweating, working or fighting, but you've never seen it fully down in person. That's why, when you saw a semi-recent picture of him with his siblings, long hair falling in his face, trimmed neatly with ends blunt, you started to feel a certain way about it. You innocently asked Kotoha if she had any more pictures of Ume like that.

"Like what?"

"Like with his hair down."

"Oho you have a thing for his hair now?" She teases and although you know she won't tell him if you ask her not to, you're still embarrassed at being found out so easily.

"He's my boyfriend! I have a thing for nearly everything about him."

"But anyone can tell you're kinda obsessed with it with how much you fix and touch it throughout the day. Just ask him to wear it down for you."

It's not that you hadn't thought about it, but the more you thought, the more you started getting frustrated. Why didn't he wear it down more often? It seems like he did in old pictures. If he hated it now you didn't wanna force him to change it

Your self control was pretty good, but once you'd started really looking it was impossible to stop. His most recent fight with Shishitoren had haphazard strands in his face dislodged by sweat and aggressive movement. Of course you were concerned with the wounds spanning across his face and body, but another part of you wanted to eat him alive with how good he looked. You're not quite sure you'd be able to stop yourself from jumping him if you saw him with his hair fully down. Sitting in a chair on the roof, you watch him and think about the feeling of running your fingers through his white locks unhindered by that damn tough gel he puts in.

"Pumpkin can you hand me the small pruning sheers to your left?" he calls over without looking over at you.

"Mhmmm," you barely reply still stuck in a daze.

Pruning sheers...

Right!

You snap out of the daydreams that'd been haunting you to stand and grab them. Just as you're about to hand them over, Umemiya grasps the wrist with the sheers and pulls gently but firmly to drag you down on the ground with him. He sets the sheers down before taking both your hands in his.

"Something on my face? You've been starin' an awful lot."

"Ahh dirt, if I had to guess," a halfhearted excuse while your brain continued to process things slower than usual.

"Sweetheart baby love of mine," he is all dramatics now stringing pet names together in a silly amalgamation. Once he starts making direct eye contact it's hard to look anywhere else, "you have got to tell me whats going on in that beautiful head of yours. I love the attention but if something's bothering you-"

"It's your hair!" You spit out in a panic, drawing your hands away to cover your face in embarrassment. You can tell he's a little worried and it makes you feel even worse for making a big deal about it.

"My hair bothers you?" He's confused. Of course he is. It isn't something you've brought up in the past after all. He thought you liked his hair since you were always fixing it for him and you do. Your voice is muffled by your hands but he can still understand to a point.

"It looks great and I love it, but I reaaallly wanna see it down," you can hear yourself whining the words instead of saying them normally. "You always have it up when you're at school," taking a deep breath as your hands come off your face to speak more clearly. "I was looking at pictures with Kotoha and they're pretty much all of you with your hair down." Taking a second you twirl one of his loose strands around your finger in lieu of staring again, sincerely embarrassed you let it get to you this bad. He finally puts the pieces together from his conversation with Kotoha earlier.

"Our date night's tomorrow right? I'll wear it down then," he says, letting you mess with his hair. He can see a jolt go through you at his words and you lock eyes with him immediately.

"Really? Really really?" You're just about vibrating in place, grabbing his face with both hands and squishing his cheeks.

"Rweawy rweawy rweawy!" His breath is coming out of his nose in amused puffs due to the quick shift in enthusiasm and your hold on his face.

"I'VE GOTTA GO PICK MY OUTFIT OUT OH MY GOD ILOVEYOUBYE!" A small peck on the nose and you're gone like the wind throwing open the door and running past Sugishita who was on his way up the stairs. The long haired boy looks back at Umemiya with wide, questioning eyes before letting the moment pass, his head dips in the usual greeting before he walks over to do the daily gardening tasks.

_____

“I changed my mind we can’t go out tonight.”

“Babe you’re all dressed up and you were so excited to check out that new restaurant near the park,” Hajime sighs exasperated. You’re in the foyer of his home, hands on both sides of the door frame blocking his escape.

“Not looking like that you aren’t! Do you want every girl in a 20 mile radius to fall for you? The men too? I’ll have to fight every single one of them and of course I’d win but imagine the casualties! The collateral damage!” you cry hanging your head in fake hysterics. Both Kotoha and their other siblings have been watching this two-part comedy special for about 10 minutes now, two minutes of which you just STARED at him. Then you began circling like a hawk looking at him from any and all angles as if to commit it to memory. Then you started laying on the compliments and pick up lines but he could tell you meant every one of them. “Who is this absolute knock out in front of me? Is my boyfriend a model now? Did it hurt when you fell because I’m staring at an angel.”

Which brought you both to the current scene and while you were (for the most part) joking, you also…weren’t. You could and probably are just extremely biased but GOD you think no one could pull off that hair quite so well. Usually it takes a lot to make Umemiya blush, but his face is currently stained red by how brazen you are at the moment. He’s smiling and trying to take it in stride but even Kotoha can tell he’s affected by your display and she's relishing it.

“No more arguing,” he picks you up by the waist and hoists you to him in a hug that leaves your face in his chest and feet off the floor. “We’re heading out now.” He sends a farewell back to your amused audience and the kids yell back a cacophony of teases and calls for their onee-san and onii-san to come back soon. You start muffling unrecognizable words into his shirt before he puts you down as he gets further down the street.

“It would’ve been one of the best ways to die if i’d stayed there a little longer,” you breathe and stumble back a bit.

“You are shameless today,” he laughs and goes to hold your hand. Anyone watching you both can tell you're grossly in love by the dreamy look on your face as you watch him while you walk down the street. You realize now that this is the first time in about two weeks you have him to yourself, which may be why you've been clingier than normal. Every time either of you tried to schedule date night with the other, someone or something came up and made you push date night back.

Going two weeks without any prolonged physical contact (save for hello and goodbye hugs or kisses) with your boyfriend has made you starved for him in every way your brain can fathom, which is why it isn't surprising that you end up dragging him through the park to an alcove you know isn't traveled to often. It also isn't surprising when you sit him down on the bench bracing a knee next to him, and pinning him loosely in place. He doesn't say a word, but tilts his head up slightly angled in favor of you closing the distance, daring you with those stormy grey eyes.

Your hands find their way easily to the soft ivory of his hair, delving deeper to twist and pull him in. Caught between a sigh and a moan, Umemiya Hajime is melting into you, lines blurring and nerves on fire. His hands fumble to grab the thigh closest to him as he moves you to straddle him. You haven't let up on your assault on his senses, fingers loosening their hold to rub small circles into his scalp.

Is this how you feel when he goes all out after stress starts to take it's toll on him? Now that he thinks about it he's always been the one to initiate this kind of thing, but god he would've asked you to take the lead sooner if he knew it felt this good. Heartbeat thrumming through his hands, he runs them in a soothing pattern from the top of your hip to you knee giving your legs the occasional extra squeeze.

A wave of calm shifts the clouds filling your head out as you have an idea. Parting from him briefly you start kissing and mouthing your way down to the collar of his shirt. He squeezes your thighs harder as your breath ghosts his neck and you give it a few experimental nips before cooling the spot with your tongue. He's trying to stifle a high pitched noise in the back his throat but once you hear it you latch on biting and sucking a single bright red mark. A soft breath over your work before you sit back to admire it. The mark peeks out just enough for you to see it right now but low enough that when he's wearing his furin jacket, he'll be able to hide it.

"That was-," you start, still breathless.

"Wow," he voice cracks at the same time. His eyes are a little wild but his hair is even wilder, sticking up in some directions and falling flat in others. Giving a small tap on his arm he releases the deathgrip he had on you before his eyes stick right to where he had been holding. Blue bruises are scattered over both legs where his fingers were, but they're just barely hidden once you fix your dress.

"Guess we're uh...even?" you're suddenly bashful at what was probably the same type of stare you've been giving him for a week straight now. Umemiya runs his own hands through his hair trying to catch his breath and make himself a little more presentable too.

"No way are we close to being even you little monster. After dinner I'm getting you back," and you can tell he's not bluffing.

"I'm shaking in my shoes Haji," you shot back feeling a bit more like yourself as you go to grab his hand. He moves towards you but you end up spun around and he picks you up for the second time that night, this time settled on carrying you bridal style.

"Put me down," you squeak in warning, the skirt of your dress no longer hiding the fresh bruises.

"This is part of your punishment sweetheart. Also, no one's coming after me if I carry you around like a princess right?" It was hard to argue with that logic and to be fair, despite your earlier boldness your legs ended up weak. He had probably seen the shaky steps you took towards him a second ago.

Both of you got to the restaurant in time despite the detour and the next day you were sporting a hoodie to hide the payback you took happily after.

[guitarstringed-scars]

the ravens eye diner- hajime iwazumi

masterlist

table for four

hajime was 2 days into his master plan of never seeing you again. it was going…rough. his mind had already adjusted to his new routine of running to the little diner and getting a cup of coffee. but he would be fine, he barely knew you. only knowing things like your name, and snippets of your personality he learned from stories you told as you refilled his coffee cup, or jokes you’d tell about the other customers.

but he wanted to know everything about you. your go-to coffee order, how many freckles you have, what your favorite color is, even your last name would be nice. he shakes these thoughts from his head.

he has no right to even wonder, because he was just a customer who happened to sit in your section. you probably haven’t even thought of him since he left. but why can’t he stop thinking about you?

“why have your runs been taking so long lately?”

hajimes head snaps up to see his roommate, toru oikawa. fuck he’s been caught.

“what are you talking about?” he asks, trying to cover.

“well, usually you’re back by 7:15 at the latest, and i use your door slamming as an alarm. but lately you haven’t been getting back until like 7:40.” toru rattles off, leaning against the doorframe.

“just been taking a longer route.” hajime dismisses him. ”doesn’t sound like you iwa…” toru sounds extremely suspicious.

hajime rolls his eyes.

“is that all you wanted from me?” he asks, turning back to his paper.

“no, i was wondering if you wanted to get lunch with mattsun, makki, and i.”

hajime thinks for a moment. he is hungry. but does he really want to sit through his friends nagging? he decides it’ll be worth it.

“fine.” he stands up, stretching his legs. makki and mattsun already sit in the shared living room.

“where should we go?” mattsun asks, scrolling through restaurants on his phone. makki sits next to him doing the same thing.

“theres a diner just a few blocks away, it looks pretty good.” makki muses.

“oh i would kill for a stack of pancakes right now.” toru groans.

hajime freezes. he hopes there is a different diner a few blocks away that he just never noticed.

“sounds good, what’s it called?” mattsun asks.

“um…” makki scrolls to the name. “the ravens eye diner.” well shit.

“oh, i’ve heard of them, their food is apparently really good.” mattsun says.

“okay, let’s go!” toru cheers.

hajime wants to die. at this point he knows there is no way that he can convince them all of a different restaurant, especially with torus heart dead set on pancakes. it’s okay, theres like a 25% chance that you are working, maybe less.

so, the party of 4 treks out into the great outdoors, and take the brief walk to the ravens eye diner. he’s greeted by the oh so familiar sound of the whir from the coffee machine, and the familiar face of the blonde hostess. hajime hides himself behind the other three men. sure he’s acting a bit childish, but he feels a bit embarrassed.

“hello! how many today?” she asks.

“table for four please!” toru says, smiling at the girl. she picks up the familiar menus, and as she looks up, hajime makes accidental eye contact with her. her eyes widen. that can’t be a good sign, he thinks.

she leads the group to the same table hajime sat at 4 days in a row last week. the table in the corner by the window. he takes the seat closest to the window, and everyone files in around him. the quartet goes quiet for a bit as they scan over the drink menu. hajime already knows what he’s getting, and he knows whats coming. the server.

much to his dismay, he is greeted by a smiling face. your smiling face.

“oh hi hajime! been a while!” you greet. he feels the confused stares of his friends on him.

“hi y/n, uh just a-”

“black coffee?”

“yeah, thanks.” he looks down at the table, ignoring their gazes.

“and for the rest of you?”

hajime doesn’t listen as the other three rattle off their drink orders. he’s too focused on the fact his head might explode because of how red he is.

he listens to the click of your shoes as you leave the table, and he knows he’s about to get attacked.

“how come you never mentioned you’ve been here before???” toru jumps in immediately.

“or that you knew the cute waitress!” mattsun adds, tagging on.

hajime just sits with his blushing face in his hands while his friends bombard him with questions. thankfully, they can’t pester him for long before you are back with a tray propped up on your arm, handing off their drinks. you set down hajimes hot coffee carefully in front of him, just like you’ve done the last 3 times.

“i’ll give you a few more minutes with the menu.” you say, waltzing off with your tray.

hajime wishes you would stay at the table forever. so he’d be protected from his friends nagging. what other reason would there be?

“ooo our little hajime has a crush! this must be why your runs take so long! i knew you were suspicious!” toru has won. this may end up being the worst meal of his life. toru has starting poking him in the sides, and hajime defends himself by slapping the back of his head.

“i do not have a crush! i just… come here for coffee some mornings.”

“oh so it’s just random when you come?” makki asks, skeptical tone evident on his voice.

“yes!”

“lie. nothing you do is random. you totally have a crush.” mattsun catches him. he hates how they are 100% correct.

“keep your voice down. please.” hajime pleads.

“he’s not denying it. wow, in our many years of friendship i have never seen you this flustered!” toru jokes.

hajime quickly finds his head in his hands again.

the next few minutes are filled with relentless teasing for hajime, and you freaking out in the back.

“your lover boy is back!” alisa cheers after hearing the news from hitoka.

“he is not my lover boy!” you defend yourself, grabbing your notepad and rushing right back out of the kitchen to take their orders.

funny how on opposite sides of the restaurant the same conversation is happening.

you arrive back at the corner table to see an extremely red faced hajime. maybe you want him to be your lover boy.

“alright, ready to order?” you ask, as the group turns to you.

“i’ll do toast and sunny side up eggs.” from the guy across hajime.

“waffle please!” from the one next to him. you turn to hajime next.

”um…i’ll just stick with the coffee for now.” he sounds unconfident in his answer. ”you sure?” you ask, looking up from your notepad. he nods, face still red as ever.

“hm, and for you?” you ask, turning to the final guy, you recognize him as one of the university volleyball players, but you can’t quite recall his name.

“i’ll do the stack of pancakes please,” he starts. “and also….your phone number for my dear friend hajime here!” he finishes his sentence with the most gleeful voice, it actually makes you laugh a bit.

“alright then.” you say, before turning on your heel and leaving. as you walk away you can hear hajime scolding him.

after you drop off their food and refill hajimes coffee, they request 4 separate checks, so you head to split the check in the back.

but, at the bottom of a certain check, you scribble down a quick note.

𖦹₊⊹fun facts⊹₊𖦹

-you started looking forward to your shifts when iwazumi was showing up but then he stopped so you went right back to being late

-hitoka was very scared by the group of 4 giant men

-alisa is a gossip machine, she knows everything about everyone in this restaurant

-toru loves to wingman

a/n: HE GOT THE NUMBER oikawa best wingman ever even if he wasn't asked to be.

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@chloiyoomi @causenessus @bubooo @lvtilzs @nishayuro

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[chososangelbaby]

PRETTY LIPS (H.IWAIZUMI)

synopsis… in which y/n encounters her old highschool sneaky link at a party! fem reader x iwaizumi! (she/her pronouns)

warnings… alcohol, drunk sex, public sex, oral (m receiving & f receiving) rough sex, profanity, degrading kink, timeskip iwaizumi.

A/N… this is my first nsfw post. please be nice

You found yourself at the volleyball reunion gala that you swore to yourself you weren’t going to go to. But of course when having a friend like oikawa.. he was a hard person to say no to. So now here you are, in a red tight dress that shows off your curves, paired with black heels, your hair and makeup done elegantly, and with your little purse to match your outfit.

It sounded corny but you took a deep breath before going in and seeing all these guys you knew from high school. Your highlight of your high school year is being the volleyball manager for Aboa Johsai. Thanks to, Oikawa. Without his constant begging and pleading you wouldn’t have took the opportunity, but glad you did take it.

You walked in the venue, your eyes going everywhere around the place, admiring all the details they did for this gala. As you went further in the venue you started to see some of the other people from the different schools you played against during volleyball season. Some of them giving you a smile or a wave. But of course no one came up to you, so you made your way to the the bar and started ordering drink after drink.

Usually your alcohol tolerance was low but today you really felt it kicking in you. Your lips always touching the glass and leaving the color of the lip stain you were wearing on it. But also just sitting alone and looking around, seeing more people from high school, your ex crushes, ex best friends. It couldn’t have gone more worse until you spotted your old hookup. Iwaizumi Hajime, oh the boy you were deeply hooked on after giving you the night of your life.

Remembering the way he used to fuck your guts, his big cock always being to big for your tight pussy. The pussy he would always crave after practices or sometimes when he would get into an argument and needed the stress off of him, so he would use you. Or when he would fuck the shit out of you in the club room while covering your mouth as his balls would be smacking the back of your ass. The way he would pretend you guys were just friends but then in the night he would be calling you to come over so he could pound you out while calling you a “good girl” or “sweetheart”. Just the thought of him made your pussy a little wet

Iwaizumi smirked to himself as he saw you sipping on your drink. His eyes wandering on your body, as well as your face. Those pretty lips of yours.. how he missed them around his cock. He felt himself staring to hard and looked away putting his hand on his face, covering his eyes. He took a deep breath and approached you.

“hey pretty, it’s been a long time huh?” he took the seat next to you and put his arm around you, pulling you close. “haha yeah it has been. how have you been haji?”. That damn nickname always got the best of him and you knew it.

“i’ve been doing good” he nodded, “how about you? what have you been up to these days?” he whispered in your ear. “well just always writing about the teams and just journaling” you responded to him, making him nod at your every word now and then.

“well that’s good, i’m glad you went the way you wanted” he smiled, he was actually happy for you. “are you still training some of the guys here?” you looked over your shoulder at him. “yeah I actually am still. you know I could be your personal trainer..” you laughed as he winked at you. “maybe I will” you giggled, taking a sip out of your drink.

AN HOUR HAS PAST, you and iwaizumi were really drunk. you both kept ordering drinks after drinks. Talking and catching up with one another. Laughing at iwaizumis stupid uncle jokes he made. You forgot how he used to make you laugh, especially joke around with you. It made you feel bad on how you cut him off, he was thinking about it as well and decided to ask you.

“you know we had a good connection, pretty. why did you let go of us like that?” he tilted his head at you. You felt yourself tense up a bit, “haji.. you knew we weren’t going to last after high school you know with uhm.. hooking up. so I just let us go” you shrugged your shoulders, taking another sip out of drink. “i’m not letting that happen again.” he said in a serious tone.

You raised your brow in confusion, “what do you mean?..” he smirked, “i’m not letting you go, sweetheart” you felt yourself smile. you both sat there in silence before iwaizumi broke it. “I miss these pretty lips gobbling on my cock” he ran his thumb on your bottom lip and insert it in your mouth.

“suck on it, sweetheart” you wasted no time and started sucking on his thumb while looking at him. he was really enjoying it, as he missed your warm mouth around his throbbing cock. It only made him want you even more. Iwaizumi took his thumb out your mouth, grabbing your hand and taking you to a private bathroom, locking it behind him.

“get on your knees” he commanded. you got on your knees like he asked, looking up at him. he unbuckled his pants bringing them down to his ankles along with his boxers. his throbbing cock sprung out, his pre cum on the tip. you felt your mouth water, “cmon babygirl, you know how to do it” iwaizumi caressed your cheek and slowly inserted his cock in your mouth.

You swirled your tongue around his tip before you took his whole size in your mouth. “fuck I miss this mouth wrapped around my cock” iwaizumi groaned, putting his hands on your jaw. You looked up at him while he started thrusting into your mouth. Pools of saliva were pouring out of the corner of your mouth. Your eyebrows scrunched up together as you kept gagging when his cock hit the back of your throat.

You removed his hands off your jaw, intertwining your fingers with his, your head bobbling up and down on him, earning little moans and groans from him. Poor Iwaizumi hasn’t been in pleasure like this in a long time, making him in a moaning mess. The way you took him was driving him nuts, your eyes on him, looking for his reaction and you knew that he clearly missed you.

“taking my cock s-so ngh well” iwaizumi moaned out. You nodded as tears were falling from the corner of your eyes, “fuck I-I gotta.. take a pic of your lips gobbling on my cock” Iwaizumi took out his phone, letting go of your intertwined fingers as he opened his phone going to the camera app. He positioned his camera, his hands caressing your jaw. He pressed the button, the flash pointing on you looking up at him his cock deep in your mouth. “such a good fucking girl” he cooed as he viewed the picture and threw his phone to the side.

He grabbed your head guiding it as the pace became fast each second. He adored your mouth especially the way you let out moans against his cock. It only made him reach his peak. His cock twitching inside, letting you know he was about to bust his load in your mouth. “ah f-fuck! I-i’m gonna cum, babygirl” he moaned, his eyes focusing on you. “c-can I cum in your mouth?.” he groaned, you eagerly nodded. “ha! such a good girl for me” he let out a breathless laugh and groaned.

You soon felt his load in your mouth, his moan a little loud. Iwaizumis legs trembling a bit as the pleasure felt so damn good. You stuck out your tongue showing him the cum and then swallowing it. “such a good girl, now it’s my turn.. let me get a taste of that pretty pussy”

He helped you on the counter of the sink, spreading your legs as he got on his knees looking up at you. “be a good girl f’me, okay?” being desperate as you are you nodded at his request. He slowly dragged his lips on your inner thighs giving them kisses. You watched as he gave kisses, slowly moving to your wet pussy that was already dripping.

He took a smell and smirked, without a warning his tongue immediately lapped on your wet folds making you let out a gasp. It was so unfair on how his mouth felt against your clit, little groans and moans against your pussy just turned you on even more. “I-Iwa! n-ngh! you feel so.. g-good” you struggled with the words coming out of your mouth. The moans and whimpers Iwaizumi was getting out of you just made him wanted you to cum on his face more.

He slowly inserted two of his long fingers in your clit, “A-Ah! h-haji!” your yelped out in pleasure, your toes curling. His fingers plumped in and out of deeply. “mmm, so fucking tight” He smirked, still slurping up your juices. You felt your jaw on the floor, your mouth making a “O” shape. He was really doing a number on you, his nose against pressed up against your clit. You knew he was deep in your pussy.

His tongue lapping on your juices and sucking on your clit was driving you to the edge. “I-I’m about to! ngh! cum!” you helped while tugging on his brown locks. “cum on my tongue, baby doll” he said against your pussy, his fingers plumping in and out of your pussy fast. His long slender fingers hitting all your spots.

You felt yourself release all your cum as he slurped up all of it, not letting one drop fall. He lifted his face off your pussy wiping the juices off his chin. “here taste yourself, baby” he grabbed you by the neck and smashed his lips onto yours, as you tasted yourself but also having a little makeout with him.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, his hands going to your thighs and holding them. He pulled away from the kiss and aligned his cock into the entrance of your pussy. “You ready, babygirl?” he smirked, you nodded eagerly and wrapped your arms around his neck. He slowly inserted himself in you, his cock being clenched around by your wet soaking pussy, making iwaizumi groan. “holy shit, after all these y-years your still fucking tight” his fingers digging in your thighs, earning a moan from your lips.

Soon, iwaizumi started thrusting in you, his size deep into you, “h-holy shit” you moaned, digging your nails into his back. “fuck” iwaizumi said while grunting. His pace started going fast, soon you felt your eyes roll to the back of your head in pleasure. “Look at you, ngh! being fucked like a slut” iwaizumi whispered in your ear.

Slapping skin sounds were being filled in the room, lewd moans. Iwaizumi made you feel so good, the way he was pounding in you deeply, hitting your g spot. Your gummy walls clenching around his cock. Iwaizumi looking into your eyes while fucking in you, his hand wrapped around your throat. “ooo yes, right there haji! faster, faster, faster please..” you wined.

“since you asked so fuck! nicely, sure thing babygirl” Iwaizumi grunted, picking up the pace faster* His hands kneading your ass as he thrust in you. “f-fuck! ngh! I missed this cock in me!” you whimpered. Of course you missed this, Iwaizumi always dicking you down, whispering in your ear how your his and no one could have you like how he does.

You felt his cock twitching in you, letting you know he was about to cum in you, which iwaizumi was very vocal about. “F-Fuck, I’m about” he moans, “cum, baby. Let me cum in that pretty pussy please.” he begged you, sounding like a little whiny kid begging for candy.

You nodded quickly, “f-fill me up please, ngh! haji”. Iwaizumi let out a breathless laugh and soon you felt his hot warm seed in your pussy. Thank god you were on your pill. “Holy s-shit!” He groaned loudly, eyebrows furrowed in pleasure. It sure has been a while ever since Iwaizumi got to cum inside his precious little high school hookup.

He slowly pulled out of you, cum dripping down your legs. Iwaizumi cleaned you up and helped you get your dress back on. Zipping up the back of your dress and making you look as normal and not like you just got piped down. As soon as iwaizumi was done getting ready, he pulled you by the neck and gave you a kiss, a long passionate kiss. “Thank you, pretty” he whispered making you smile.

The both of you carefully got out of the little private bathroom and blend in the gala like nothing happened. You and Iwaizumi still talking, his hands on your waist, his hands falling to your ass as you guys both were talking. Soon the night came to an end and you had to say your goodbyes.

“Well, thanks haji for not making this night not so boring” you giggled as he placed his finger under your chin smiling at you. “here type your number in my phone” he handed you his phone, making you freeze. “hajime! why would you put this as your lockscreen?!” you yelled showing him the lockscreen, which was the picture he took of you giving him head.

“I wanna be reminded how those pretty lips felt around my cock~..” he whispered before smashing his lips onto yours.

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Can I request one with Umemiya and reader —already together—but somehow Bofurin members never knew he has a girlfriend? So when reader comes around the school or when they’re helping people they get curious about who this girl is around their leader??

Meeting Fuurin 🍃

- Umemiya 🌱

Umemiya had a girlfriend. A beautiful and adorable girlfriend that he loved with all of his heart. Yet, somehow, no one knew. No one knew he spent his time with a girl, no one knew he was already taken and happy in his relationship.

So when he arrived by the main entrance, next to a girl, their hands in each other’s and fingers intertwined, all of the eyes turned to them. Every gaze was wide and curious, everyone whispering among them at who this girl could be. She didn’t wear Fuurin’s uniform, and wore more like a normal sweater with some jeans. Some of them recognized one of Umemiya’s weird inscription sweater. Like « grilled beef », those. Umemiya seemed to talk with the girl, a big smile plastered on his face, as he kept laughing and leaning down to tease her.

This girl was you. You worked in Umemiya’s favorite flower shop, making the bouquets. He met you when he came to grab flowers for Kotoha’s birthday, and hasn’t left your side ever since. You were now walking next to him in his school, next to the leader. You kind of felt like a queen with how everyone looked at you. He showed you around a bit before he took you to his office. There, he went over to his speaker and bent down on the desk.

« Hello everybody, members of Bofuurin ! Uhhhh.. Ah yeah, today we’re doing patrols and cleaning around the city ! Keep your usual groups, and we’ll get going in 15 minutes ! Aaalright that’s done, let’s eat »

He said as he then went back towards you and plopped down on the couch, opening his McDonalds bag. He gave you your part, and opened his burger. But quickly, his phone was blowing up.

Hiiragi : Hajime who’s that ??

Sakura : WHO TF IS THAT ??

DiCaprio : why didn’t you tell us ?

Niiireiii <3 : it’s so cuteeee is it your girlfriend ?

Sugishita : *seen*

He laughed a bit and answered quickly, munching on his fries as you snuggled against him and ate your chicken nuggets.

Ume : Yeah ofc it’s my girlfriend, you didn’t know ??

He then put his phone aside again, and kept eating. When your meal was finished, he sighed and looked at you.

« Alright, they’re already gone by now so let’s go together around the city and help the different groups okay ? »

And just like that, you two walked hand in hand again around the city. You went towards every group you saw, helping them to whatever task they got assigned. The students were apparently cautious around you, being very polite, helping you but without approaching too much, by fear that Umemiya would take it as advances towards you. They quickly understood that you were in fact Umemiya’s girlfriend, by how he held your waist, or just always had a hand on you, always needing a bit of physical contact. It was even clearer when he would hug you and spin you around, kissing you while he laughed and rubbed his face against your hair or your shoulder. Almost all of the groups had the same reactions, being cautious but respectful. Butttt there was Sakura. Sakura had troubles around love situations, and was blushing like a tomato when you came with Umemiya. He was shouting at you, and was in fact not very kind. You didn’t really know he was just like that and it wasn’t personal, so you kinda shut off, feeling rejected. Umemiya immediately saw it. And it was the first time they ever saw him be serious with a Fuurin student. He grabbed Sakura’s sleeve, pulling him aside. He looked at him with eyes that made his blood run cold.

« Sakura. I understand that this is the way you are, but don’t. Ever. talk like that again to her. She doesn’t know you like we do. She isn’t in Fuurin’s spirit. Got it ?. »

It’s also the first time they ever saw Sakura surrender to Umemiya. He quickly nodded, keeping his mouth shut as he went back to his task. Umemiya recovered his bubbly and cheerful demeanor, walking back to you and giving you a tight hug, kissing your forehead.

« Alright that was the last one, let’s go home and watch something while eating snacks ! »

And since that day, you became like a part of Fuurin, everyone knew you, and you were the only one around who Sakura was calm. (you were known for that more than being Ume’s gf tbh)

tysm for your request and your kind comment !! i’m glad people like my writing <3

[theamityelf]

Eyyyy it's me again with my trash English but I have been struck with an idea when thinking about the minis au (it's just so cute)

Hear me out

You know the minis like mini thh and mini sdr2

And we have v3 soooo I was thinking

What if the minis from thh and sdr2 were together in v3

And they would be like a set so like let's say for example kokichi has to take care of the luckster set aka makoto and nagito or rantaro has to take care of the forgotten their talent set or you could make hajime have his talents but he and izuru fused thingy :D

I in all honesty don't know what set would work with who so I'll leave that up to you on which set would consist of who and who it would work with

Mini Classmates AU Masterlist

I love it! Oh boy, let's see...I could go based on talent, but I think I'm also going to have some consideration for just what combination would be cool, lol.

(For example, if I were going just by talent, then Impostor and Junko would probably both go to Tsumugi, but that's too easy and denies Junko the opportunity to make a meaningful difference.)

...

Kaede: Keeping it straightforward with her; she gets Sayaka and Ibuki. It's the musicians. They get along well.

Shuichi: I'm giving him Sonia and Byakuya. The only real backstory rationale for this is the idea that they're both serial killer enthusiasts and also Shuichi is like the nepo baby of the detective world (joking)? But that's not the actual reason. Really, it's because it's cool to place a bad influence like Byakuya on Shuichi's shoulder– someone who will praise him for lying in trials –and also it's funny to give Shuichi someone kind of high maintenance. I want Shuichi sweating, trying to make accommodations for the Ultimate Affluent Progeny and the Ultimate Princess. And I want Sonia sitting on the bill of Shuichi's cap with her little legs dangling off and her ankles crossed.

If Kaede dies, he'll take her minis in, and vice versa.

Rantaro: He's getting Hajime and Kyoko. Memory gang! I honestly don't think Rantaro would trust his minis all that much, but Kyoko doesn't need trust to be effective (though it definitely helps); she just needs access. And he has to take her with him, everywhere he goes, or risk being executed if she's lost or killed. For now, I'm saying it's normal Hajime, but we can put a pin in that, for later.

Kirumi: Oh, Taka and Mikan are the clear answer, but I kinda want to give her a spicier combo...Like, Taka and Mikan are fitting, but I don't know that they really bring out anything new in her. But if I gave her Makoto and Nagito? Now we have this hypercompetent person dealing with Makoto's clumsiness and Nagito's craftiness. She's not wholly unreceptive to Nagito's ideology, but she's very pragmatic about when it is and isn't helpful. Nagito and Kirumi are having a very polite conversation about how it's their natural place to serve, and Makoto is just waving his arms like "NONE OF THIS IS RIGHT!" Yeah, congrats Kirumi; you get Makoto and Nagito. If you see Nagito climb into Makoto's tiny bed instead of his own after you both get back from planning a murder, no you didn't. ;D

Angie: In a vacuum, she'd get Mahiru and Hifumi. But oh boy, consider...if she got Impostor and Junko...No listen, her canon arc is going from "It's going to be fine," to "Actually, maybe I need to make it fine by taking on a leadership role based on manipulations I haven't unlearned from my upbringing." How short do you think her "It's going to be fine" stage would be, if she knew that her minis were "person who is lying about their identity to everyone" (because her handbook tells her Impostor's talent) and "person who definitely has bad intentions but I can't pin down her exact deal" (because she can read Junko pretty well, but not well enough)?!

Does she assume that everyone else's minis are also up to no good, or does she reach the conclusion that she has been given these minis because she's the only one who can handle them? Whatever the case, her vigilance in keeping Junko on the straight and narrow reads to everyone else like she's just trying to evangelize her poor minis. She is genuinely a little unfair to Impostor, in that she considers them and Junko to be at the same level of "needs me to fix them". I'm giving her Impostor and Junko, because it'd be fun.

She'll be keeping Junko in check with a smile on her face. But since this is a case of her character flaws coming in handy, what this means is either that she still won't get to grow as a person or the moment she grows as a person is the moment she lets her guard down and Junko gets to do something underhanded.

Tenko: Obvious answer would be Aoi and Akane, and that would really be a fun dynamic that would help divert some of her obsessive energy away from Himiko...Other possibility is Leon and Nekomaru, which would be mainly because

1. It's important to see that, despite her "degenerate male" thing, she's still a very caring person to everyone; the game didn't make this as apparent as I feel they could have. It would be cool to have her still say her "degenerate male" stuff but be very careful with Nekomaru and Leon. (My concern here is that it reads like I'm trying to punish her, and I'm not. I just like what this could bring out in her.)

2. Ryoma would do well with Aoi and Akane. Yeah, it's really just a matter of Tenko and Ryoma both qualifying for both pairs of athletes, and I think Ryoma would get more out of having the energetic and positive Aoi and Akane than Tenko, who is already energetic and positive, would.

So, Tenko gets Leon and Nekomaru. She's pretty strict with them, and Nekomaru is super respectful; Leon is rebellious, but Tenko can definitely handle that. (Alternate option is, she gets Aoi and Akane and Ryoma gets Sakura and Hiyoko, but that's not the way I'm playing it.)

Ryoma: Aoi and Akane. Given how positively he reacts to Kaede in canon, this arrangement would be good for his mental health. Not to be 100% serious, but these two are going to pretty much explicitly be his reason to live for a while there. Making sure they get all the food and exercise they want really gives him a sense of purpose, and they push for him to get back into tennis, since it's clear to them that he still loves it.

Korekiyo: My immediate thought is Toko and Gundham. For a moment I considered what Sakura and Hiyoko or Celeste and Chiaki would bring out in him, and either pair could be really cool, but if his minis are both girls, he genuinely might kill them to get to his 100 friends count, once it's clear he's going to be executed anyway. (Which could allow for a situation where Sakura manages to protect Hiyoko and escape, but Celeste and Chiaki would pretty much just die in that situation.) He probably doesn't consider Toko a worthy friend for his sister. (As fun as it would be if Gundham had to protect Toko.) OR, it could be a nice character moment where he chooses not to kill his minis even though there's no reason not to. That'd be nice.

Anyway, I think Toko and Gundham are the match for him. Their quiet, subdued, poetic vibes would go well together, he would take Genocider Syo very much in stride, and just generally I think it would be a pleasant grouping.

Miu: Chihiro and Kazuichi. Her maternal side would come into play, and Kazuichi would love that. Honestly, both Kazuichi and Chihiro would be pretty overwhelmed (in different ways), and I really kind of just want to let that dynamic ride.

Gonta: ...Thinking about giving him Mahiru and Hifumi. Mahiru would be glad to give him advice on how to be a gentleman, and Hifumi would be an example of what not to do (and, ever so occasionally, what to do). Plus, they'd both get a kick out of being closer to bug-sized, artistically speaking; Mahiru can take pictures of bugs that come up to her knee, and Hifumi can get inspired with thoughts of whatever show or manga is relevant to giant bugs. All of that said, Gonta only gets anything out of this arrangement if we take it to be true that he genuinely does need (and want) to be a gentleman, and I'm just not sure whether this is the most interesting angle for him.

Mondo and Fuyuhiko would be wild. Imagine those two giving Gonta masculinity advice, and Gonta just being like, "...No, I think I'm good actually."

Actually, I'm back on Mahiru and Hifumi. I think that could be fun. Gonta gets Mahiru and Hifumi, Mahiru and Hifumi get giant bugs.

Kokichi: Mondo and Fuyuhiko feel fitting for his talent, because they belong to crime groups, but the combo doesn't feel interesting enough. Chiaki and Celeste sound fun, because games and lies. But I'm giving him Mukuro and Peko. Because everything he doesn't like about Maki is something he'll also dislike in them, and tease them about. He doesn't trust them, and like Angie, he considers it his job to prevent any damage they might do.

(If Kirumi dies, I think he'll really push to take care of her minis, because I'm picturing a murder trial where Nagito is firmly supporting Kirumi and Makoto is either confused (because Nagito made sure he didn't see the murder, but he knows enough to know that Kirumi's alibi doesn't make sense) or missing (because he did see the murder, so Kirumi had to hide him), and Kokichi's takeaway would be that Nagito is too into the killing game to allow to run loose and also Makoto might be trustworthy.)

Kaito: I could have given him Kazuichi and Chihiro, because being an astronaut is science, but I would have found the combination just insufferable, lol. (I'm half-joking. It could have been fun.) And Mahiru and Hifumi would also be fun for him; I kind of want Mahiru to yell at him. But I think Sakura and Hiyoko are the coolest option. Hiyoko can fuss at him and laugh at his expense, and Sakura can express concern when he shows signs of his illness.

Tsumugi: She gets Celeste and Chiaki. Let the doll dresses (and video game references) roll.

Kiibo: He gets Teruteru and Yasuhiro because Hiro would hate it, lol. And I believe Teruteru could work with the premise "Giant robot has to take care of me."

Maki: I'm giving her Taka and Mikan because it's funny. It's a fitting combo, for the talent she lied about having. She lied to them about it, too; when they find out that she's an assassin, they're dismayed, but also she's been taking care of them for days now, so they're also worried about her and trying to get her to open up. When Taka tries to encourage her, she's annoyed. She's also annoyed when Mikan falls over or acts all sheepish and she has to help her with things. But she takes care of them, and she does so very well.

Himiko: The obvious answer would have been Celeste and Chiaki, but I'm tempted by Mondo and Fuyuhiko. Imagine Himiko with a mean-looking gangster guy on each shoulder. Imagine Mondo and Fuyuhiko getting into an explosive argument and Himiko just going, "Nyeh, you're so loud...You're lucky you're cute." Chiaki and Himiko have too-similar energies, anyway. So, Mondo and Fuyuhiko have a home at last.

[ambiguouslady42]

Pairing: Hajime Umimeya x Chubby Fem! Reader

Genre: Fluff (for the time being), MDNI (I will block you)

WC: 1.3K

Synopsis: You're now alone with Umemiya. You're granted the opportunity to get to know him better.

Tags: @pixelcafe-network, @jellyfishsart, @hayatoseyepatch, @awkwardchick87, @missvulpix212, @cottonlemonade

Note: Thank you @suosteacup and @awkwardchick87 for the beta read!

The Bofurin boys had left for the evening. That time that you spent alone with Umemiya felt dreamlike. You didn’t expect him to listen to you talk about your life with him. There was a general ease when you looked at his eyes that made you trust him. There’s something about him that makes it impossible for you to be apprehensive towards him. 

You continue to share where you are from. You hail from somewhere in America and had a desire to get away from your family. You love your parents, but their constant overprotectiveness made it impossible for you to be able to explore what you truly wanted to do: cook around the world. You went to school overseas in Europe, then jumped around different countries to learn different culinary delicacies. Most of the time, you were jumping from kitchen to kitchen trying to absorb everything the Head Chef in charge taught you before moving on to the next place. You were restless and eager to see more and more. You did your best to be friendly towards every person in the kitchen because it was a necessity to survive. You stopped to help others who were struggling; in return, they would help you. 

Your most fervent wish was to get away from your parents. However, you long to have some type of family unit of your own. It didn’t need to be like a perfect nuclear family, but something you could see daily and call your own. You’re unsure if the family search was out of loneliness or to feel like you could finally belong to something.

As you share these values, Umemiya’s eyes look at you intently and with a warm smile. He found it endearing that you wanted a family of your own; one that wasn’t conventional, but something that you could call your own. He wondered at this moment what kind of dynamic you were seeking with a family. 

“What does the ideal family look like for you?” he interjected.

This question catches you off guard, but it doesn’t terrify you. “I would want something where the ones I surround myself with are like my brothers and sisters, and we can be together on certain days and catch up over dinner or play games. I know at this rate we’re all adults and grown up, but I want us to all find a place to be together once in a while to remind each other that we do love each other. ” 

Umemiya’s smile grows as he realizes that he has found something familiar with his classmates at Bofurin. They all in some way can show their care for one another by being together. In a way, everyone at Bofurin was either a big or little brother to someone. He knew that he had the responsibility of being the big brother to everyone. He took this role with pride, but in some way, he longed to expand his idea of what family looks like. 

“I’d like to have a family of mine someday.” he shared. 

“Like, a wife and children?” you ask.

“If she’d like to be my wife, sure. The person I want to share my life with doesn’t need to be my wife to make a family. As far as children, well that would be her choice. If she wants to have kids, I’ll be happy. However, I’d like to be able to adopt kids too.” Umemiya shared with a serious look on his face.

“May I ask why you want to adopt? I think it’s wonderful to adopt anyone from whatever situation they came from,” you said softly.

“Well, I was an orphan. I know what that life is like, and I'd be happy to give a child a second chance of having a family.” His voice got a little softer, but his smile was still clearly present. He just told you something very serious about himself. You stare at him unable to find the appropriate words to say to him. He observes that you are staring at him in silence.

“It happened a long time ago. It was the hardest thing I went through, but I feel so lucky that I was able to build a new family of my own. Kotoha is my sister, but because we grew up together in the same orphanage. I have a lot of little brothers that surround me and I’m happy that I can protect them when I can. They also in a way protect me, and I’m so grateful for that.”

As you’re listening to him tears fall on your cheeks. You blush from embarrassment about this display of emotions, but before you can say anything, he takes your hand.

“It’s okay, I’m okay. It happened a long time ago, but I’m sharing how despite the hardships, I am happy to be where I am. I wouldn’t be where I am if it weren’t for those situations that took place.” the grasp on your hand is a little tighter.

You feel vulnerable crying in front of him, but you just can’t find the words, as if they’re stuck in the back of your throat. “Thank you for sharing this with me, I didn’t know. I hope that I can be someone you can talk to you if you ever need to.” You told him about yourself, but nothing near this calibre. As your words linger in the air, you realize that what he shared with you is a gift. He trusts you to some extent to open up to you. 

Your eyes move away from his gaze as your cheeks turn to a light pink. Before you can retract your hand back, he takes it to kiss your knuckles. The light pink flush now turns into a shade of beet red. Your heart is now racing, but you’re not sure what to say or do. He is still holding onto your hand. You don’t want this moment to end, but at some point, it will. 

“Your reaction tells me that you didn’t mind that. You’re still holding on to my hand, so that means you must find comfort in this.” 

The tears stopped. The embarrassment that took over your body began to fade, but now being replaced by something else. You felt the butterflies forming in your stomach and you weren’t sure if this was a good or bad thing. You just know that you feel this because of his touch. One thing was certain, you only wanted his lips on your hand.

He lets go of your hand and then switches this calm demeanour into the excited one that you had grown familiar with. 

“Hey! I have an idea! Why don’t we go to the Food Festival next week? I can continue to introduce you to the people of the town!” 

You feel your face getting hot. “Oh! I…don’t know”, you said hesitantly. 

“Come on! It’ll be fun! Plus, you can try our local foods, I know you’ll enjoy that!” he says with that chipper smile on his face.

You’re not sure how to respond to this, but you know that Umemiya meant well. “What’s the worst that can happen?”, you thought. 

“Sure, should we meet there? Or…” 

“I’ll pick you up here. Do you have plans to open the restaurant that day?”, he wondered.

“I don’t know…I suppose since the locals will be in one place, I could just close it for the day.”

“Perfect! I’ll pick you up at 6 pm this Saturday!” he chimed in.

The words to express your excitement are caught up in the back of your throat. All that you can do in this moment is nod. Rather than express the excitement, all you can ask him as he smiles at you.

“...would you like some tiramisu? I had some just stored for myself, but I would like to share it with someone.”

His demeanour changes again. This time for a calmer one, but there’s a smile that appears on his face. His blue eyes continue to gaze at you with warmth.

“I’d love that.”

[danglovely]

Who's the best detective in Danganronpa?

Not bothering with Killing Harmony here.

The only three people in THH that attempt to investigate the murders seriously are Makoto, Kyoko, and Byakuya. Byakuya is easily the worst of the three because he can't empathize with the class on the whole, including whomever the killer may be. This is evidenced by him mistakenly believing Hina killed Sakura.

It's a little less clear who is actually more useful in the class trials between Kyoko and Makoto. Kyoko is the Ultimate Detective so the instinct is to defer to her, whereas Makoto takes the center stage because he's canonically a better speaker (and the player character).

I do think that THH is trying to effectuate that Kyoko has the cases solved by the trial and depends on Makoto to sway the rest of the class to arriving at the right conclusion. We know she knew that Sayaka framed Makoto and felt that Makoto had to arrive at the conclusion by himself or he wouldn't believe it.

Makoto isn't a slouch at investigation either. He did have to sus out Celeste without Kyoko's help because she wasn't around to see that one occur. We also know that he could have exposed Kyoko's lie in the fifth trial, but chose not to. I wouldn't call that an outright head to head victory for him because Kyoko didn't have the truth on her side.

Similarly, Goodbye Despair really only has three characters doing any sort of serious investigation (Hajime, Chiaki, and Nagito). The difference is that Chiaki isn't a detective and Nagito, despite being a nutjob, usually has the cases figured out before Hajime. Because he doesn't have Kyoko to rely on, I think Hajime is a better detective than Makoto (Chiaki is helpful, but doesn't really solve the cases where it often felt like Kyoko was spoon-feeding Makoto).

So-- detective rankings:

Kyoko

Nagito

Hajime

Makoto

Chiaki

Byakuya

Note: Hifumi, of all people, has a detective moment in the first trial.

[justsomedumbstuff]

Buaah Nagitos backstory for the creature au is so sad what the heck... But it's a very interesting concept, all of the guys are super cool and the character designs are pretty :33 do you have any other backstories? For Alane or Nekomaru or other non drawn guys, like maybe Hiyoko or Ibuki (they're my faves hah)? The concept seems very cool!!

OHH! EVEN BETTER. I’ll talk about ALL of them. (At least what I have right now. Some of this might be subject to change later.)

I YAP under the line btw.

Hajime- Human.

He’s the only human in this crazy group and he feels rather out of place but everyone in the group loves this guy.

Chiaki- Ghoul.

One of the few undead characters in this and the only person who’s able to communicate with nagito when he’s not visible to other people. Perks of being kinda dead ig!

Nagito- Spirit.

After falling victim to a nasty plague, nagito’s spirit has wandered the castle he died in for years… how many? He’s still unsure about that.

Izuru- Gorgon.

After being cursed by his town’s goddess by openly defying her, he was cursed to be a Gorgon and stripped of his humanity. It’s been so long he doesn’t even remember what it was like to be human.

Imposter- Shapeshifter.

Never having a lasting home they bounce from place to place, changing forms each time to try to just find somewhere peaceful. Of course, humans aren’t all that accepting to things that are different.

Teruteru- Dwarf.

He grew up with his mama! I don’t have much info on him yet as I’ve only gotten to a few of the characters! But dw he still loves to cook :3

Mahiru- Aarokocra.

Where’s a better angle for a picture than up in the sky! She deserves pretty feathers…..

Hiyoko- Harpy.

Makes sense with how mean she can be but also with how captivating her movements are!

Peko- Living Doll.

Made for fuyuhiko to protect him and be a tool to him. He doesn’t like this. His parents ordered her to stay with him at all times.

Fuyuhiko- Half foot.

Small but very feisty! You’ll never see him without peko by his side, he acts annoyed about it but he cares for her a lot. He is real mad about how people view him as weak for being a half foot. He can take care of himself Dammit!

Mikan- Drider.

Driders are dark elves that were cursed by their goddess/god to have the lower half of a spider. Mikan’s goddess was feeling wrathful and even though she did everything right, followed every rule her goddess set in place, she was not loved by her goddess.

Ibuki- Satyr.

With her love for music and trouble it makes sense for her to be a satyr! She goes around the woods making anything she can find into an ‘instrument’ as well as picking up things and placing them in the bag she hauls around. Her ‘trinkets’.

Akane- Werewolf.

Very rowdy! She loves to roughhouse and play around and eat!! She travels with her ‘pack’, aka just with nekomaru, they travel together and just have fun! They aren’t too worried abt where they’re headed. As long as they’ve got each other they’re fine!

Nekomaru- Werewolf.

He’s loud! Very loud! And is good at handling Akane when she gets too rambunctious. They’re like siblings, they roughhouse, argue, get on each others nerves but at the end of the day they’re family that would do anything for one another.

Kazuichi- plant person??

The best way I can describe this. Is Venus McFlytrap from monster high. I have to work on him more LOL

Sonia- vampire.

After getting sick from the plague ravaging her kingdom, her parents take her to see a better doctor in another country. She isn’t sure how it all led to this. But the next thing she knew, she was awake. Covered in blood. Next to the bodies of her parents and the body of someone she didn’t recognize. Someone with sharp fangs and pale skin. She doesn’t know what fully happened, but she can only assume she played a role in her parents death. But no one will be able to tell her for sure.

Gundham- Half demon Half human.

Like I said previously, gundham was raised by his mother. His father was a demon, and definitely not there when he was growing up. His mother taught him to care for all creatures and is where he gets his love for animals.

[sonofthesaiyans]

So, I took the time to watch the Attack on Titan finale today.....

I don't know why, because everyone keeps saying that the anime ending was a huge step up from the manga's ending. Jeez, has it really been three years since that dropped the ball?

So I decided I needed to see for myself what it really changed, I had the time so I forced myself through it, to see what exactly the big deal all was; mostly what was different, and what it did that was so far removed from the comic.

Well I gotta admit, I was surprised by what I saw.

The animation was really impressive, much better than what I've seen of MAPPA's handiwork from the rest of this season. The whole thing just kept going bigger and bigger, and it just never seemed to slow down. It's definitely one of the most impressive battles of the series, especially when so much focus on fighting and ending the Titans seemed to be lost after so long. Plus I forgot how stunning MAPPA's backgrounds can be, almost like WIT's. I guess that's what you call "peak" in the anime circle now, huh?

Levi......What can I say, he's an absolute badass, and the battle was worth it just to see him plow through Eren's army of Titans in all of his glory. Nothing can slow this guy down, and he definitely earned his ending. Sure he lost everyone who was near and dear to him but at least he can finally get some measure of peace. A much better finish than what the manga gave us, in its own weird way.

Was surprisingly touching to see the fallen Scouts again btw. Should have had Marco somewhere for Jean's sake, but maybe they can finally move on to a better place, wherever that may be.

Well the Armin and Eren scene pulled no punches, did it? XD Bad puns aside, I was surprised at how emotionally charged that scene was, Eren seemed really sorry for everything. At least he finally owned up to it in the end. Such a shame he was left with so little choice in the end.

And really, I realized how hard I was on Mikasa. She knew the life she thought she and Eren could have was beyond all hope, and in the end she made the right choice, agonizing as it was. In the end Mikasa really was too good for Eren, theirs is a love that was tragically cut short by circumstance. He couldn't help it, she couldn't help it.......Eremika truly is an unsung Shakespearean tragedy.

Oh don't you worry Eren, I'm sure she was thinking of you well beyond ten years. Who could fault her? We all know you meant well....

So........now everyone's saying it took two thousand years if not more for this to happen, huh? Well I guess that sort of makes up for it.....At least nobody we knew and loved lived to see it, right? I guess we can stop blaming Eren for whatever brought this upon Paradis, right?

Well, whatever the case may be, after finally seeing it I can say the anime ending makes up for a lot of what the manga left hanging. Great animation, such raw emotions, the insane music.......It was a long slog, but I'm glad I was proven wrong about everything I have said since the manga ending came out. This really helped to tie everything together much better, made the loss of such a wondrous cast a little easier to swallow. In the end, they gave their hearts, and in the end, it's much better to feeling something than to feel nothing.

So kudos to Studio MAPPA, and kudos to Hajime Isayama, truly I underestimated you. I feel like seeing this animated opened my eyes to so much of what I thought was missing. Suddenly things are so much clearer. Now.......Now I understand.......Eren only did what had to be done. Well played Mr. Isayama, well played.

And with that, I just want to leave with a quick shoutout to the true GOAT of Attack on Titan..........

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AS IF, YOU BITCH.

And that's the LEAST of what you deserve, you cunt rag.

That title belongs to THIS girl, right here.

As if there were any force between heaven and earth in this world or the next that could EVER make me forget.....

Oh, one more thing........

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April Fools, Folks.

This story ended with the Ocean.

[marsphobic11]

“Doing him worse”

An Oikawa/Iwaizumi fanfic

Disclaimers: Cheating,Public relations, m/m/f, all characters mentioned are the canonical Timeskip characters

Oikawa was known in highschool for being a cheater and I should’ve known he wouldn’t be any different in his prime 20s. I’m so stupid for ever thinking that he wouldn’t but yet here I am looking at his messages with my old college friends titties out with red LEDs in the back, what the fuck is she like 15? LEDs in a nude for a professional volleyball setter is CRAZY but fuck it. If he can cheat on me after I gave him my everything? Trust me I will be doing him worse.

I heard him come out the bathroom and I quickly took a picture on my phone of the message and put his phone down. He came out with a towel and walked up to me with a curious look on his face. “What’s wrong princesa?" he began to kiss on my cheek and neck as I sat still on the edge of the bed "its nothing really kawa" I let out a fake giggle as I got up to get out my skimpiest black tight dress from the closet “get ready now we have to meet your old friends from highschool.” He pouts as he began to put on a nice outfit. His strong muscles were showing as he took off his towel, fuck if it weren’t for the fact that he’s cheating on me right now then I would’ve fucked him right here right now but like the queen Megan thee stallion said “Fuck it guess we both ain’t shit.” I put on my YSL heels and began to head out the bedroom while throwing him a quick wink, he looked at me and hid his hard on with his hands “Princesa you can’t tease me like that” he whined out as he adjusted himself. As I walked into the living room I fixed my hair which was straighten for the occasion the dress kept riding up my thighs as I walked but it was okay for tonight because if he can go for my old friends then I could as well. Specifically Iwaizumi Hajime the hot athletic trainer, that man could’ve been hit it if it weren’t for him asking me to leave Oikawa when he was still with his girl. Oikawa walked out with his keys in his hand and grabbed onto my lower waist “let’s go beautiful” as I rolled my eyes he walked me to his black G3 challenger and opened the passenger door for me as he planted a soft kiss on my neck which made my stomach flutter. As I entered of course the smell of Japanese cherry blossom reeked in the car, typical for a cheater, I grabbed out my J’adore Dior Parfum and sprayed it on myself and the car as Oikawa entered the car and began to drive.

The car ride was awkward as Oikawa slightly knew something was wrong with you since he didn’t get his usual driving head. As they entered the club she was instantly greeted by her older brother Matsukawa with a smile and looking cheerful “Hi guys what’s been up!!” you forced a smile as you hugged your brother “everything has been good Matsu” Oikawa shook Matsukawas hand with a grin “she’s been good you already know that she’s spoiled.” You thought to yourself “Yeah right being spoiled by you fucking a bitch that follows my insta like you don’t even cheat with bad bitches either-“ Your thoughts are suddenly interrupted by Kunimi waving at you with a look of concern.

Kunimi saw her eyes filled with tears as he quickly grabbed her arm and led her deeper into the club and began to speak to her “What’s wrong (Y/N), and don’t lie I know you aren’t one to cry” she sniffled as she quickly cleared her eyes up “I caught him cheating.” He looked shocked at her as he looked at Oikawa and then back at her “I guess mother fuckers never change huh?” You rolled your eyes as Kunimi led her to the bar and sat down with her and Iwaizumi and started a conversation with him and Maddog

As the time passed everyone was at the bar and then You felt a tap on your shoulder and faced Iwaizumi as he pointed behind me and as I looked at the dance floor I was faced with Oikawa getting twerked on by some random girl with a SHEIN dress on. Your eye twitched as Iwaizumi started to speak “What the fuck is wrong with this guy man.” He grabbed his Daiquiri and began to drink, I grabbed my regular old fashioned and began to drink myself. Kunimi and Hanamaki held back a drunk Matsukawa who was trying to fight the man on the dance floor, you turned back and said loudly “Don’t bother Matsu he always does this” they all looked at you like you were fucking mental “and you stay with him?” Maddog who was silent until now spoke up and you looked at him “well what else can I do” Iwaizumi slammed his drink down and stared at you “What the fuck do you mean what else can you do? Maybe get off your high horse and get with a real man” you looked at him, shocked by his outburst, and sighed “What other choices do I have, I’ve never talked to guys after him so as much as I wanna get back at him I just can’t” Iwaizumi looked pissed at you and grabbed his new shot and quickly took it before grabbing your wrist and leading you to the dance floor.

“Iwaizumi what the hell is wrong with you!?” He looked down at you while Thotiana by Blueface was playing and he gave you a look as he led you near where Oikawa was and this was your time, he whispered in your ear as he grabbed onto your hips and began to move them for you “Well now it’s your time to show him that you can get him back worse.” You began to grind on him while he grinded back onto you and grabbed all over your ass while you twerked on him.

As you guys were practicing dry humping you saw Oikawa glaring at you guys before grabbing the girl twerking on him and pulling her in for a heavy make out session which pissed you off more. Iwaizumi also noticed and grabbed you and began to kiss you while grabbing your ass. As your tongues fought for dominance he grabbed you by your neck and said into your ear “You know you have a lot of nerve to cheat on him knowing I’m his best friend” he began to kiss your collarbone and top of your chest while his other hand grabbed onto your ass, you whimpered as he kissed down and you let out small noises but being more dramatic with the facial expressions so Oikawa would see. Iwaizumi looked over at Oikawa who was now red and pushing the girl he was with off of him and walking to the bar, he grinned and turned back to you who was now a sweating and sexy mess which drove him insane.

He sighed while grabbing you, he began dragging you into the empty bathroom and locking the door with a rush of adrenaline while he placed you onto the sink counter. You looked up at him while he stared at you hungry for more which made you wetter by the minute “what’s wrong baby?” You looked at him with lust in your eyes “Are you sure you wanna do this Iwaizumi?” You whimpered out as he looked at you up and down. Quickly he began to kiss and lick on your neck before whispering in your ear “For anyone else no but since it’s my friends sexy ass younger sister then I’m totally sure” he grasped onto your ass as he began to kiss and lick on your cleavage and upper breast which made you moan out as you gripped onto his hair which made him groan. He suddenly grabbed onto the top of your dress and slipped it down your shoulders and let your boobs pop out into the cold air which made you shiver “trust me baby I’m gonna make it hard to let me go” he quickly began to suck and kiss around your boobs as he looked up at you waiting for your approval which you obliged to “Fuck Iwaizumi, you’re making this so hard” you moaned out as he sucked on your nipples and fondled with them as you moaned

Oikawa suddenly banged at the door and began to yell over the music “(Y/N) WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU WITH IN THERE?” You suddenly jumped as you panicked but iwaizumi suddenly grabbed onto your thighs which made you look at him. He suddenly kiss down your body until he got to your inner thigh which made you moan out and spread your legs open “Fuck..” you moaned out which only made Oikawa angrier and he began to shake the handle. Iwaizumi placed a kiss on your sensitive clit, the cloth between taking away some of the sensation but ultimately made you moan out his name “Iwaizumi!” You whimpered out while he licked strips over your pussy which made oikawa yell out “When you’re out of there don’t expect me to give you a ride back home fucking slut.” Iwaizumi suddenly stopped and yelled out “don’t get mad that she’s cheating back on you shittykawa. It’s about time she got with a real man who wants her and not the entire roster” Oikawa suddenly got the door open as he barged in with the bathroom key in his hand which made you panic “Fuck oikawa!” You quickly covered your exposed breast as he quickly closed and locked the door again and leaned against the door “well then I guess it’s only fair, and at least it’s Iwa-chan…” he looked at you guys while Iwaizumi continued to lick on your clit “get out oikawa she’s all mine now” he suddenly pulled skirt up and exposed your now drenched panties to the two guys in the room now which made Oikawa laugh “Clearly he isn’t doing the job right cause with me you would’ve already been dripping princesa” he looked at you and chuckled as Iwaizumi ripped your panties off of you which made you whimper “Fuck (Y/N) please just let me eat you out right now in front of that fucking loser” he suddenly pinched your nipple which made you cry out and nod as he suddenly got down on his knees and began to suck and lick on your bare clit which now was making you dripping wet as oikawa teased out “Aw the poor slut can’t handle the teasing of the man who couldn’t even make it to the big leagues like me?“ this made Iwaizumi determined to fuck you better than Oikawa ever could. You moaned out as Iwaizumi put two fingers into your entrance without warning and not giving much time to adjust before he began to pound into you with his fingers while sucking and abusing your clit with his tongue. As you were about to cry out Oikawa grabbed onto your face and looked you into your eyes “Look princess let’s make a deal I let you have this and I join in on the fun and then we can put the cheating stuff behind us?” You cried out as you nodded and Oikawa instantly pulled you in for a kiss while Iwaizumi began to thrust his fingers faster into you as you began to grind into his face with tears falling from your eyes from pleasure.

Oikawa suddenly began to squeeze and play with your nipples which made you cry out into his mouth as you were about cum “Fuck Iwaizumi keep going please!!” You whined out as he played with your clit aggressively and pounded into your pussy with his fingers, Oikawa began to kiss and lick on your neck while still teasing your nipples. You came onto Iwaizumis face while gripping onto his hair, he got up and stared at you while caressing your chest “Say beautiful girl why don’t you give Mr Ugly ass cheating prince some head while you let me fuck you in that tight ass dress?” You blushed a bright red as you looked over at Oikawa who was happy at the thought of getting a blowjob. You nodded your head and Iwaizumi yanked you off the counter and let oikawa pull his pants and boxer down. Just then Iwaizumi laid your upper half down down on the counter while he suddenly smacked your ass which made you yelp out “Is she on on birth control or some shit?” He asked Oikawa while he slipped his dick out of his pants and lazily stroked it which began smearing the leaking precum onto his shaft. Oikawa suddenly put his dick onto your soft lips which made his dick flinch while he answered “Nope so you better fucking pull out” Iwaizumi held both hands up while shrugging before letting out a sly remark “I know, besides you already pay enough child support Nick Cannon” Oikawa suddenly turned to you and grabbed your cheeks and made you look up at him “Now suck my dick like the good girl you are” You began to kiss and lick his tip while Iwaizumi began to align his dick with your entrance. You moaned in pain when he suddenly stretched you out with his dick. His was much more thicker than Oikawas but slightly smaller length wise as Oikawa stroked your hair as you began to bob your head up and down his shaft. He looked down at you while he hissed out in pleasure “Fuck (Y/N) you really do make it hard to let you go” he began to move your head a bit faster up and down his shaft which made you lightly gag as you struggled to keep up with Iwaizumi thrusting into you “Oikawa how could you cheat on this?” He groans as he grasped onto your ass, Oikawa shrugged as he looked at him “I wasn’t in town and every time I would call for phone sex she wouldn’t answer” he pouted as you looked up at him with angry tears in your eyes as you began to bob your head faster “Although none of them compared to the real thing here it was enough to get through the two weeks I couldn’t pound into her tight pussy” he groaned as he felt himself getting closer as Iwaizumi began to thrust faster and deeper into you. You suddenly popped Oikawas dick out of your mouth as you moaned out, you quickly began to jerk him off while Iwaizumi thrusted into you even faster which made your tits bounce with each stroke. Oikawa groaned out as he began to suddenly cum all over your face, Iwaizumi suddenly flipped you over once Oikawa was done cumming and held your thighs over his shoulders as he began to pound into you at a new angle which made you cry out in pleasure as he sucked on your boobs and nipples. Iwaizumi suddenly groaned “He can’t fuck you like this, can he? You need someone to pound into you like I do baby girl” Oikawa spoke up “Aww (Y/N) chan you just needed to be fucked so you could let this all go? You’re so simple yet so complex.” You moaned out before staring at oikawa “I never said I’ll let this go but I-I need this right now fuck.” Your words now coming out with a moan after “Fuck. You. Oikawa!” You suddenly felt your orgasm coming as Iwaizumi was pounded into you, his strokes becoming sloppier as you were cumming he quickly pulled out and came all over your stomach as Oikawa grabbed some paper towels from the dispenser in the bathroom and quickly cleaned it off of you.

Iwaizumi quickly fixed his pants and left the bathroom in a hurry leaving only you and Oikawa who was now fixing your dress with gentle hands “that’s the reason he never got popular with the ladies, doesn’t know what aftercare even is” he whispered while rolled his eyes as he fixed your hair “Why did you have to cheat on me Oikawa?” You asked him as your voice slightly cracked. He looked down at you with a guilty expression as he caressed your back gently “I know princesa I’m sorry, I was alone in Brazil and I needed the relief and you weren’t answering my calls so I thought you were done with me” he answered earnestly as he kissed your cheek “I wouldn’t have let you do what you just did with Iwa if it weren’t for the fact that I cheated first” You looked at him as you quickly hugged him “It’s okay I forgive you, but if you do this again I’m chopping it off of you” he chuckled and covered you up with a jacket he borrowed from Mattsun and quickly picked you up and walked out of the bathroom with you to say goodbye and head home as you drifted off from exhaustion while he ran his hands through your hair and once you guys made it home laid down together. He smiled and cuddled you before whispering in your ear “I want you and only you princess, and if I cheat again I give you full permission to kick me to the curve” he then kissed your head and drifted off to sleep now himself.

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[sparkymalone]

the sdr2 class pretty much has a game where they try to catch fuyuhiko in casual clothing. hajime and peko were disqualified long ago. peko for obvious reasons and hajime because he claimed that seeing him naked counted as casual clothing. this was in fact, how the class found out they were dating. hajime’s over-competitiveness can outweigh his brain at times.

so far kazuichi is in the lead for the time he barged into the other boys cottage at some ungodly hour, and the door was answered by a very angry fuyuhiko wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants (both of which were hajime’s bc you know that man is a THEIF)

anyway, my brain is always filled with fuyuhiko headcannons ngl

-LB

Hey guys, I have a bunch of asks from February that I'm just now getting to~

I'm so timely~

Anyway, a drabble for LB!

Rating: Not smutty

Word Count: 1884

Class 77-B had been stuck on this deserted island for entirely too long. They had come here for a supposed “school trip,” but they had been here for weeks at this point. No one was sure why, and whenever they tried to question Usami, she always ran away.

Regardless of why they were still here, they were still here. It was frustrating and a bit disheartening, but it presented an interesting opportunity. The students had plenty of time to get to know each other, and to get to know all of the odd little quirks each of them had.

They learned little things about their classmates, like how Sonia collected horror memorabilia, or the very particular way Mahiru sorted clothes. They learned not to use the restroom right after Nekomaru, and not to mention fast food around Teruteru. They learned not to let Chiaki fall asleep in weird places or let Nagito get too deep into his “hope” spiels.

The students quickly realized that there were things they didn't know, also. No one had any idea what Hajime's talent was, or if Akane knew what a bra was, and there was definitely something a little off about Byakuya.

They also realized that no one had seen Fuyuhiko out of formal wear. They all had their regular outfits, of course, provided several times over in their cottages. Over the weeks, though, most of them changed up their look at least once. Even Byakuya had been talked into a swimsuit at one point, and Hiyoko, once Mahiru had agreed to help her get back into her kimono. Everyone got a bit more casual… except Fuyuhiko.

It got to the point that some of the students decided to devise a game.

“Guys!” Ibuki cheered loudly, practically diving into the restaurant. “Ibuki thought of something funny!”

Everyone was assembled except for Fuyuhiko, who had apparently retreated to his cottage to shower. They all turned to Ibuki expectantly. Her ideas weren't always very good, but they certainly were a break in the monotony.

“Sooo, Fuyuhiko never stops wearing suits, right?” the musician prompted, waiting for a response before she continued. “Has anyone actually seen him without one?”

There was a brief pause. Peko hesitantly raised her hand. She and Fuyuhiko had eventually confessed their preexisting relationship, so everyone knew that the two of them grew up together.

Ibuki pointed at the swordswoman. “Besides Peko-Peko! Obviously!”

Peko lowered her hand.

There was another pause, and Ibuki excitedly moved on. “Okay! So, what if we play a little game?”

A murmur ran through the crowd. Mahiru put her hands on her hips. “Just get to the point, Ibuki,” she huffed.

Unbothered, Ibuki continued. “Okay, well, Ibuki thinks we should see who can catch Fuyuhiko in regular clothes first! It would be really funny.” She grinned, proud of her idea.

The others mulled the idea over for a moment before most of them agreed to play. Byakuya wasn't interested, and Peko was obviously disqualified. But pretty much everyone else seemed up for the game.

The group quickly began laying down rules, such as not telling Fuyuhiko about the game, and no one forcing him into different clothes. They also needed to establish what counted as “casual clothes.”

“Does being naked count?” Teruteru asked with a sly look. “It doesn't get more casual than that, right?”

Hajime put a hand to his chin in thought. “Well, if that's the case, I think I already won.” Everyone looked at him in surprise and he blushed, realizing what he had just admitted. “Oh, uh… Fuyuhiko and I are… d-dating…”

“Hajime is disqualified!” Ibuki proclaimed, and everyone agreed.

“What?!” the brunette protested. He had been pretty excited to win, so he was rather disappointed to suddenly find himself disqualified. Still, he supposed that was fair, since Peko was also not allowed to play. Hajime moved to sit next to the swordswoman, sulking, trying not to think about how his boyfriend was going to kill him for telling everyone they were dating.

The class finished laying out the rules and agreed on a prize for the winner: three days off from collecting resources. Hajime was even more upset that he wasn't able to play, but said nothing. He briefly considered telling Fuyuhiko about the game, but decided not to be a spoilsport.

“Game on!” Ibuki cheered. The others agreed, all desperately in need of some fun.

“What game?”

Everyone turned to see Fuyuhiko walking into the restaurant, dressed in his usual pinstripe suit. The yakuza heir looked apprehensive about suddenly having so much attention on him, but he continued moving forward.

“Uh…” Ibuki floundered, caught off-guard.

Luckily, Chiaki cut in. “Seeing how many breadsticks Akane can fit in her mouth.”

Akane perked up immediately. “Hell yeah! I'm ready!”

As the others scrambled to accommodate the lie, Fuyuhiko raised an eyebrow. He clearly didn't buy into the act, and his eyes flicked over to where Peko and Hajime were sitting. Both of them gave him a subtle nod. Fuyuhiko frowned, still suspicious, but he sat down without asking any further questions.

The others breathed an internal sigh of relief. The real game was afoot.

***

Over the following days, the class started trying to catch Fuyuhiko in casual clothes whenever they could. The blonde certainly wasn't making it easy, though.

He refused to go to the beach, like he always did, so catching him in a swimsuit was out.

He generally refused to answer his door at night, so catching him in pajamas was out.

Teruteru fielded the idea of trying to spy on him in the shower, thinking that would count, but everyone else shut that idea down. Hajime had a personal word with the chef about staying away from his boyfriend.

As it was, the class was already running out of ideas. Nagito suggested that Mahiru “lose” Fuyuhiko's laundry, but she argued that that would be wrong. Nagito backed down with his usual self-deprecating talk. “Of course, I should leave the ideas to the Ultimates. Anything I suggest would probably just fail.”

About a week into the competition, Kazuichi had had enough. He decided to just ask Hajime for help, since he probably had a better idea of when Fuyuhiko might let his guard down.

Kazuichi knocked on Hajime's door one night. He figured that would be the best time to catch Hajime while he was alone.

After he knocked, he heard some shuffling from inside before Hajime finally called out, “Who is it?”

“It's me,” Kazuichi called back. “I need your help, man. Can you let me in?”

There was a pause, followed by what sounded like whispering, and then more shuffling. Eventually, the door opened, revealing a flushed Hajime dressed in sweatpants and nothing else. “Uh, hey. Come on in.”

Kazuichi didn't think anything of his friend's appearance. It was a pretty warm night, after all. He walked into Hajime's cottage and turned to him expectantly. “You gotta help me, Haj. I just gotta win this game.”

Hajime immediately frowned. “That's what you need help with? No way.”

“Come on, man!” Kazuichi pleaded, throwing an arm around Hajime's shoulders and lowering his voice conspiratorially. “Think about it. If I win, I can let Miss Sonia have the three days off, and then she'll have to give me a shot!”

The brunette grimaced and was about to explain that Sonia would absolutely not have to give him a shot, she wouldn't owe him anything. Before he could say anything, however, the sound of a toilet flushing could be heard from his bathroom.

Kazuichi’s eyes widened and he carefully removed his arm from Hajime's shoulders. “...You're not alone?”

Cringing harder, Hajime held his hands up. “No, but listen, Kaz-”

“Wait, so it must be-!” Kazuichi exclaimed, feeling overly excited by the prospect.

The bathroom door opened and a startled-looking Fuyuhiko emerged. He glanced back and forth between the other two boys, not expecting to see anyone besides Hajime. “What the hell are you doing here?” he asked.

Kazuichi wasn't listening, though. He was too busy staring at Fuyuhiko's outfit. The yakuza heir was dressed in an oversized t-shirt (which was obviously Hajime's) and a pair of pajama shorts, and Kazuichi couldn't hide his delighted grin.

Fuyuhiko crossed his arms over his chest, face heating up at being stared at for so long. “The fuck are you looking at?!” he snapped self-consciously.

“Nothing!” Kazuichi chirped happily. He turned to Hajime and clapped him on the back. “Thanks for your help, man. I'll see you guys later!” With that, he swiftly exited the room.

Hajime rubbed a hand over his face in exasperation. He turned to his boyfriend, who looked completely bewildered. “I can explain.”

“You fuckin' better,” Fuyuhiko grumbled, moving towards the bed. “Or else you're sleepin’ on the floor.”

“You can't kick me out of my own bed!” Hajime argued.

Fuyuhiko glared at him. “Wanna bet? Just tell me what's going on!”

Sighing, Hajime finally just explained the game to his boyfriend. Once he was finished, Fuyuhiko flushed in embarrassment.

“W-Why the hell was everyone so interested in what I wear?” he asked quietly.

Hajime sat next to him on the bed. “It's just because you always wear your suit. Anyway, it was just a silly game. Don't worry about it too much.”

Fuyuhiko looked unconvinced. “I guess.” He paused. “Wait, how come you didn't win? You see me out of my suit all the time!”

The brunette shrugged. “Me and Peko were disqualified for having an unfair advantage.”

That made sense, Fuyuhiko supposed. He started nodding along, but stopped when he realized something. “Wait… How would the others know you have an advantage?”

Hajime cringed and turned away evasively. “Uh… well…”

Fuyuhiko blushed angrily. “You bastard! Did you tell everyone about us?!”

“It was an accident!” Hajime replied quickly.

The smaller boy grabbed him, trying to turn him back, but Hajime resisted. “I can't fuckin' believe you would just fuckin' tell everybody-”

“I wanted to win,” the brunette argued, voice wavering.

There were a few more choice words thrown his way before Fuyuhiko tried to shove him off the bed. Hajime grabbed his partner's wrists and the two of them grappled for a minute before falling back onto the bed.

Suddenly, Hajime knew exactly how to calm his boyfriend down. His hands slipped under Fuyuhiko's shirt, turning his squeak of surprise into a startled moan. The blonde was clearly still upset with him, but he certainly seemed willing to leave that for the morning.

***

Kazuichi won the competition. He attempted to give his prize to Sonia, who politely declined.

Fuyuhiko was extra grouchy with everyone for a few days, but eventually relaxed. He still wouldn't let anyone see him in casual clothes, if he could help it.

On the rare occasions where someone did catch him in something other than his suit, he would just sigh and tell them that they got a point. It was his own way of playing along.

Whenever anyone asked him who had the most points, he always answered, “Hajime, obviously. Fucker takes my suit off all the time.”

That usually scared whoever was asking off, but if anyone dared to ask who was in second place, Fuyuhiko would just shrug. “I don't know. I'm not keeping track of that shit.”

I hope you liked it! Hopefully I can crank out a few more of these old drabbles soon. Let me know what you think, and feel free to send more requests! It takes me forever to get to them, but I love having them lol.

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East of the Sun, West of the Moon

Title: East of the Sun, West of the Moon Fandom: Tokyo Revengers Rating: Uhh...Teen? Pairing: Kokonoi Hajime x Inui Seishu, mentioned!Koko x Akane Word count: 1629 Warnings: Merpeople? Off-screen canon character death. Dubious Consent for a kiss? Non-human/Human relationship. Implied forced magic/species change? unbeta'd Summary: He had paid the price for the magic he desired. Coming to the surface to meet his prize does not go as expected.

Notes: This is my first thing done for Mermay! I wrote it all this morning after a friend of mine suggested this couple. This is my first time writing for them (and technically my first m/m oneshot lol). I hope you enjoy it.

It’s been too long since he’s had a chance to come back to the surface. He’s been busy, working to find the right witch with the right magic for his desires. There is a cost for everything and he had paid heavily, more with parts of his soul than his body. He was shrewd enough to keep the damage to others, not himself. Finally though, he had what he wanted. He was ready to make his courtship fully known and offer something intangible. A freedom from the life that bound her only to the surface. 

He hears the click of those shoes she wears on the wood, vibrating into the dark water and signalling him in the night. A siren’s call already and she’s still wearing legs.

Her hair glows in the moonlight when he finally breaks the surface with barely a ripple. He can’t resist playing, sneaking up on her as he flicks his tail and moves closer. Her silhouette is…different. Is she smaller? Can humans shrink? He didn’t think so but Merfolk can change at will so why can’t humans do the same in some way? They change as they age, he remembers, and he tries to think of how long he’s been gone in human years. The time is strange. 

He floats a little closer, just enough that he can almost make out the different hairstyle that accompanies the shift in her, and he calls out in the grating human speech. “Miss me?” 

She turns quickly, eyes skimming the horizon behind before finally looking down for the voice. He reels back, tail flicking in agitation and fear that he tries to hide. “You’re not Akane.” 

They look like her, similar in features but sharper. Less happy. He doesn’t like it. He doesn’t like this male version of her. Akane the human was bright like the sun or the coral in the reef that the fish liked to hide in. This person felt more like the moon. A pale reflection of the warmth he sought. 

“So you’re the reason she kept coming here,” they say. Their voice is lower than hers, smoother. “I knew she had a secret but I didn’t think… you’re not human, are you?”

He sneers at the stranger, sharp teeth displayed in warning. “Where is she?”

“Dead.”

He sinks for a moment in shock. Dead? She can’t be dead. He has his magic. He was going to bring her with him finally. She can’t- “Lies!” he hisses. 

They sit down on the wooden platform, heels removed and tucked into the side as they dip their feet into his water. He moves to see them clearer and one side of their face glistenes with the fresh skin of a scar. “There was a fire. She didn’t…” they cut themselves off. “She wanted to bring me here before and I always said no. I…I should have-”

“Fire?” The concept is strange to him. There is no such thing in the water, not outside of the volcanoes and eruptions that sometimes quake under, sprouting heat and pain if one gets too close. 

“Yeah,” the familiar stranger nods. He does not elaborate.

“How do I know it’s not a trick? I will pay for her return.” Humans like gold and shiny things, don’t they? Kokonoi can travel and dig up a treasure for her. 

“I would pay anything for her return,” the stranger says looking towards the moon. Kokonoi pauses. They are pretty, like Akane but different. As the moon is different from the sun. He decides he likes the sharpness of their jaw and the apathy in their eyes. He is stunned by the desire to see if he feels as soft as he looks or if Kokonoi will cut himself on the jagged edges he sees. Akane was bright and soft and kind. Kokonoi was prepared to fight for her in the deep, to keep her safe. He senses that this one would fight himself.

“Who are you?” he finally asks, pushing himself up to rest his arms on the dock and staring at him. He reaches out a long finger, careful with his claw as he touches the leg in the water. 

“Seishu.” The name is as familiar as an old current. “I’m her brother.” 

Brother. Another name for a hatchling. He remembers she said she had one in an old conversation when they first met. He had been intrigued by the figure sitting on the dock, much like Seishu sits tonight. “Koko,” he offers, pointing to himself. It’s the easier version of a name a human can pronounce. One Akane gifted him. 

“Koko…” 

The way he says his name makes him shiver, his spines flickering out. He reaches, trailing his claw over their skin. He’s tempted to make him bleed but Koko does not want competition in this moment, no matter how much he wants to taste. He drags his claw under Seishu’s foot, eyes flashing with pleasure at the way they flinch. 

“What are you?” Koko asks, looking up at her brother. “Akane said she was female. Are you?”

“What? No. I’m her brother. That means I’m male.”

He thinks about it and shrugs. Gender has no meaning, not really, not to a Mer who can change theirs on a whim. If he needs, he can adjust to suit them and the future he’s suddenly thinking of. He grieves for Akane, for his sun, but the moon controls the tides and Kokonoi is finding himself swept up in the current that Seishu pulls him to. 

Kokonoi hums softly, letting the sound verberate through the air. He could drag him down easily, but Kokonoi likes to take his time. He wants Seishu’s curiosity. He wants to be desired back. He is not lacking in courtships but there have been none that caught his interest until Akane. Until Seishu. “I’ll return. You wait.”

“You want me to wait for you?” 

Kokonoi nods. “I won’t be long this time. Next night.” 

Seishu looks at him before he nods. “Okay, I’ll come back. For Akane.”

“For you,” Kokonoi demands. 

He looks out at the horizon, at the moon that shines and is reflected by the water. “Akane loved coming here, thought is was an escape. Used to joke about not coming back.”

A promise Kokonoi made to her that she left unfulfilled. Promises were binding to beings like the Mer and the witches in the deep. He gives into the urge and licks the skin of the leg in the water. It makes Seishu yelp which causes Kokonoi to laugh. 

“You’re not going to eat me, are you?” he asks, leaning away now carefully. He looks ready to run. 

Koko shoves himself up higher, using his tail and his arms to heave himself for moment onto the wooden platform he sits on. It isn’t easy, but he’s strong. Seishu stares in awe at the dark colours of his tail and the white spines on his fins. Kokonoi flicks it, splashing him. 

The brother glares at him before flicking the water back. He grins at it, and the way Seishu’s eyes take in the differences between them. His gaze continues to linger on his tail and his hair and Kokonoi wants to preen in response.  

Koko leans closer. He needs to go back into the water but he wants to taste more. He wonders if Seishu will let him. He lets out a series of clicks, trilling slightly to lure him closer. It works because the human moves in without thinking and Koko is granted the chance to press his lips against his and nip, tasting blood. It’s sweet, but he thinks he prefers the taste of the man himself when he manages to lick inside his mouth. It stuns Seishu enough that Kokonoi can taste a little more, tongue moving against his gently, before he’s forced to jump into the water to breathe.

Seishu is in shock, staring down at the Mer who lowers himself further into the water. He can’t resist grinning at the moon above him, waiting for the response.

“You…kissed me.”

Kokonoi nods. “A human thing but enjoyable. You’re fragile though. Don’t want to break you.” There’s no revulsion that he can see in the human’s expression and it confirms his desire. It’s not only him. Not completely. 

Seishu touches his own mouth. “Are you allowed to do that?”

Kokonoi shrugs. “Why not?” he sticks out his tongue at the human and watches with pleasure as the human looks at it. “Do you have a clutch waiting for you? Your home?” he elaborates when he sees the confusion on his face.

“What? Oh…no. My parents died with Akane. It’s just me now.”

He grins, teeth flashing in the light. “The next night,” Kokonoi says. “Meet here. I had something for Akane but you…you will take it.”     

“I will?”

“Yes. Then her promise will be held.” 

“She made you a promise?” 

Kokonoi grins. “One made in blood. It will be worth the wait,” he says, more to himself than Seishu. “It’s a…gift,” he says, thinking of the closest proper human word. 

“Okay,” he nods. “Tomorrow night. Not like I have anything else waiting for me.” 

Kokonoi is not supposed to hear the last part but he does. “Next night, my moon.” He leaves before Seishu can question the term, swimming into the deep water. He has adjustments to make. Seishu’s taste is etched into his memory and he needs to add it to the magic that he’s paid for. He needs to adjust the home he’s created for a larger Mer than planned and more fortifications. Seishu, he knows, is going to be beautiful in the water. The moon belongs to the ocean and this one belongs to Kokonoi. He’ll make sure of it. 

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