#but if you’re not gonna give me shu

[39raccoons]

bestie why the hell did you need to show up

[fyodoro]

𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐒𝐞𝐞 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞 !

-> He’s tough, but can he stay that tough when it’s just him and his beloved?

Ft. Shuji Hanma and Rindou Haitani

Cw) cursing, reader is called crazy once in hanma’s part, mentioned murder in rindou’s, ran’s a little shit, throwing my Rindou Neon Genesis Evangelion enjoyer headcanon in here, kinda corny ngl!!!

: ̗̀➛Hanma

Hanma Shuji should be incapable of loving someone. At least, that’s what anyone who’s met him believes.

Unhinged, violent, cruel, and ruthless. Any word that’s similar to crazy fits Hanma like a puzzle piece. Simply imagining him in a healthy relationship seemed otherworldly.

And yet somehow, there was someone crazy enough to see past all his flaws.

It was bewildering to watch it all unfold. The Hanma Shuji treating someone with humanity and pure respect, without any ulterior motives? Impossible. Was this the same Hanma in the delinquent world?

Apparently it was.

Of course, Hanma kept his cold exterior in public. But he still showed affection with little things, like giving you his jacket in the cold. And if it wasn’t too crowded- he’d more than likely hold your hand.

They were little things, but they baffled everyone around him.

Everyone but you.

This was the Hanma you knew, your Shuji.

You weren’t oblivious to who he was outside of you, it’d take a real fool to be unaware of that side of him. But did that side of him really matter when it wasn’t the one he treated you with?

To say you were worried on some nights he came home late would be an understatement. Yet the second you hear a knock on your door, all you fear washes away and is replaced with hope, rushing to the peephole to check who it is.

And there he is- standing there with that sly grin of his. You waste no time in opening the door for your boyfriend, not a millisecond.

“Shu!” You say, a smile creeping onto your face. But seeing him up close makes it impossible to miss the bruises scattered across his face and knuckles- one more noticeable than the other. “Another fight I see?”

“You know me babe. You gonna let me in, or nah?” You move to the side, allowing him to enter. He looks around for a moment, as if he was taking in a place he’s never seen before. “Somethings different.” He concludes.

“Different? You were here this morning, nothing changed since then.” You rolled your eyes playfully, but Hanma was seriously trying to spot a difference.

“Nope, there’s a difference…”

The way he’s continuously turning his head and squinting in certain directions almost makes him look… funny. If someone who’s never heard of Hanma walked through the door right now, the last thing they’d assume he is would be a delinquent.

For some reason, that made you feel warm and fuzzy.

“I got it, it’s a candle, isn’t it?” The way his eyes light up at the realization makes you giggle. “Pumpkin donuts. I got it last Halloween, but never used it.”

“You mean we got it last Halloween.” He corrected.

“Well who paid for it?”

“You may have paid for it, but I picked it out.”

You stared at each other for a moment, only to break out into a fit of laughter. “Okay- okay. Fine… the candle we got last Halloween.” You giggle.

“That’s better!” He chuckled obnoxiously.

That warm fuzzy feeling in your chest got stronger, and it was only then you realized what it was.

Only you get to see this side of Shuji.

No one else gets to see the relaxed, funny, friendly side of him. It’s a side that’s reserved for you and you alone.

You could stay like this forever, you think. Just standing here watching Hanma genuinely smile and laugh was more than enough to keep you happy.

“Say, you gonna let me treat those wounds of yours this time? Or are you gonna say-“ “A few bruises never hurt me baby. I can sleep it off.” He cut you off with the same old excuse.

“You stubborn little…”

“Ah ah ah, I may be a stubborn little asshole, but…”“you’re my stubborn little asshole.” You finished his sentence for him, a grin making its way onto his face.

Despite your boyfriend’s reluctance, you still treated his wounds. The last time he came home like this he refused to let you help- and you weren’t letting him get away this time.

As much as he complained, saying he was a ‘grown man and didn’t need treatment for bruises’, he enjoyed every bit of it.

As long as it was you taking care of him, he really didn’t mind.

: ̗̀➛Rindou

It was no secret the Haitani brothers were utterly ruthless.

Just before they were teenagers, they already killed a man. Although Ran will insist the kill was just his, anyone else will say they both killed that guy.

But hey, at least they have some fucking charisma. Otherwise they’d be the most insufferable pair known to man. Not only that, but the younger Haitani might not have been able to score the best possible lover for him without that charisma.

Someone who balances him out perfectly.

Ran couldn’t believe it. Sure, the brothers were attractive. Everyone knew that. But you’d have to be real crazy to wanna stick around them after seeing just how unhinged they can be.

Yet somehow, the younger Haitani found someone who was perfectly sane.

“How the hell did you bag someone like them?” Ran whisper shouted in the kitchen, keeping it down knowing you weren’t too far away in the living room.

“Just how deranged do you think I am? I’m much more normal than you y’know.” Ran scoffed at Rindou’s comment, refusing to swallow his pride. “You know what I mean! They’re so… nice. And stunning? Are you paying them?” The younger rolled his eyes.

Sure, maybe you were out of his league by a long shot. But was it really that hard to believe his and yours relationship is a real one? He grumbled as he made his way back to the sofa with snacks for you and him.

“Oh, thanks Rin. You really didn’t have to…” you smiled, and Rindou could feel his cheeks heating up at the sight.

“It was no problem… uh- what movie did you wanna watch?” He asked politely. Ran almost spit his drink out, did his ears deceive him?

“What about The End of Evangelion? I never got a chance to watch it when it came out.” You knew Rindou enjoyed the Evangelion anime, and wanted to get into it more so you two could talk about it without him insisting ‘not wanting to spoil it for you.’

“End of Evangelion it is… I think this is my eighth time watching it.” He chuckled.

“Twelfth, actually.” His older brother corrected him, seemingly appearing out of no where. Rindou groaned in annoyance. Didn’t he tell Ran to leave you two be for tonight?

“Oh, hi Ran!” You greeted. “Hi (Name)! See, Rin? It’s not so hard to greet me, you’re lover right there can do it just fine.” He taunted, watching the way Rindou’s eyes twitched in annoyance with amusement.

“What’d ya want from me?” He groaned.

“Your s/o right there.”

“Excuse me?” He almost yelled, but held back in fear of scaring you off.

“Not like that, man.” Ran laughed. Rindou probably would have ignored it… if it weren’t for the fact you were laughing with him.

It pissed him off. Here he was, trying to have a nice movie night with his s/o. Only to have his brother come in and intrude. “Are you done yet?”

“You tell me. Are you done playing prince charming yet?” You laughed even harder. The two brothers were going back and forth in front of you, and you couldn’t take either of them seriously.

“Whatever, I’ll leave you two lovebirds alone now.” The elder waved you two off as he returned to his room, leaving you and Rindou in an… odd… silence.

“About what he said-“

“I don’t think you’re faking anything right now, Rin.” You beat him to it, he thought.

“I don’t want you to feel like I’m faking anything.” He started, taking a breath. “Everything I say and do I mean, you’re the only person I’ll ever soften up around.” He finished, shyly looking at you from the corner of his eye.

“I wouldn’t be lying if I said I didn’t like the special treatment.” You giggled.

“Yeah, you better.” He said teasingly, before looking back at the TV screen.

“So about the movie…”

“You wanna watch it for a twelfth time?” You asked, shocked that he’s not sick of it yet.

“My twelfth time, your first.” He chuckled, hitting the play button.

Instead, it was your first time half watching it, as you and Rindou ended up falling asleep halfway through. But who could blame you? Your bound to feel so relaxed in sleepy when basking in someone you love’s arms.

Ran made sure to take a picture before you two woke up, just to tease Rindou about it fir god knows how long.

© enassbraid 2024. i do not permit plagiarism, translations, or reposts of my work on any platform.

[diorsluv]

casual , part 12

“ knee deep in the passenger seat and you’re eating me out ”

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[frenziedfireworks]

Recordings

Fred Weasley x Reader

Summary : You get a sudden urge for Fred to use the camera to record other things..

CW : SMUT, 18+, fem!reader, married fred & y/n, filming, degrading, spit, creampie, smut with little plot, multiple orgasms/overstimulation

A/N : I promise all of kinktober is gonna be posted (i am totally not a procrastinator)

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Fred had recently gotten his hands on quite a bit of muggle items. One of which, a video recorder, was one of his favorites. He loved to record experiments at the shop and everyone at the holidays in the burrow. But one thing you didn’t expect was how badly you yearned for him to record.. you. 

When Fred returned home from work you watched as he walked into the room and sat the famed device on the side of the bed. Your eyes stared at it intently as Fred began his daily speech on his work and items in the shop. 

“And then.. darling are you even listening? What are you..” Fred’s voice trailed off as he stared at you and then back at the camera. His mind reeled with a few possibilities before he came to a final conclusion.

“Do you want me to film us?” Fred grinned as he dropped his work trousers on the ground and neared the bed you laid on. Your face grew hot at his question and deep stare. 

“I-“ You whispered out and stopped yourself. His low chuckles filled the room as you felt yourself grow more desperate, thoughts of what he could do to you on video only adding to your urges.

“Please Fred..” You pleaded, your hands wrapping around his neck as you pulled him down for a kiss. He smirked against your mouth and pulled away to grab at the camera.

“I didn't expect my wife to be so nasty. Such a naughty little slut. Get undressed for me and prop that pretty ass up while I set up.” 

You did as you were told, quickly ridding yourself of the fabric confining you. You pushed your legs apart, arousal dripping as you put yourself on display. Fred turned his head and groaned.

“Fuck. You’re so fucking hot. Stay just like that honey.” You could hear the click of the camera turn on and Fred get closer. His fingers dusted along your pussy, hooking at your lip and pulling it to the side to show your clenching hole.

“Look at my fucking whore. She’s just got such a pretty little pussy doesn’t she? Desperate to be used and filled with cock.” Your hole tightened as he got close with the camera and you moaned into the pillow. 

Fred’s fingers worked in and out of your sopping hole, getting faster and faster with the second. Your tiny moans filled the air.

“Look at how fucked out she is just from a little teasing to her pathetic cunt. You’re so cute.” Fred cooed as he zoomed in on your face, your eyes watering as you looked back at him. Your legs shook as he finger fucked you to your first orgasm, your eyes rolling back in your head.

“That’s your first. Reckon the little whore wants my cock now though.” Fred chuckled mostly to himself, moving the camera down to show his cock being freed of his boxers as he gave himself a few test pumps. He lined himself up quickly with your hole, not giving you time to think before he plunged himself in. 

“F-Fred!” You moaned out at the sudden intrusion, your body clenching as you tried to adjust. His empty hand pushed your head down further into the bed as he gave a few slow thrusts. You felt tears line your eyes from the overstimulation, his cock bullying in and out of your hole as he ramped himself up.

“Oh look at you taking it. A blubbering pretty mess.” Fred cooed as he moved the camera down to where you were attached, making sure to show how deep he was inside of you. 

His hips were becoming erratic and his grunts filled the air. His hand tugged at your hair and you moved your eyes to look up at him. 

“Tongue out darling. Show us just how much of a slut you are.” Fred stuttered and moved the camera to your face. You stuck your tongue out as your face bobbed with the rhythm. 

“G-Good girl.” Fred praised before spitting against your tongue and slamming your jaw shut. “Swallow now and I’ll let you cum.” Your walls spasmed as you swallowed, sticking your tongue out to show him. He hummed in approval as he gave you a few more deep thrusts, sending you completely over the edge. Your eyes rolled back in your head as you felt your body convulse. Fred’s grip got tighter as he came to a halt, his warm seed filling you.

“Fuck..” Fred breathed out as he looked down at your pitiful state. He clicked at the camera to turn it off and placed it on the side of the bed before leaning down to give you a kiss.

“You were amazing love. You always know how to surprise me.” His hand brushed at your cheek as he brought you to his chest. You cuddled against him and gave him a small smile, your body too worn out for more.

“I love you Fred. Thank you.”

“And I love you. Besides, I think we need to do that a few more times this week. I need something to watch when I’m not with you.” Fred joked and you rolled your eyes. 

“Another time Fred.”

“So tomorrow?”

[rubyreduji]

hii congratulations on 3k !!<3

for the 🧸 sleepover can i request female cat hybrid!reader x dom joshua smut? smth w corruption or praise kink idk whatever u feel like it ! thank you 🩷🩷🩷 (p.s i really like your work and i come back to it every once in a while you’re really talented ><)

— sleepover event now over!! 🧸️

hello kitty, you're so pretty — hjs

summary: joshua bring home something new for you two to try together

tags: smut (minors dni!), cat-hybrid!reader warnings: explicit unprotected sex, dom!joshua, virgin!reader, slight corruption kink, praise, fingering (f. rec), toys (vibrator) wc: 1.7k an: i actually don’t know how corruption kink this is but i tired lol

“Hey kitty~” Joshua calls as he enters the apartment. You’re lazing on the couch, your tail slowly swishing off the edge. Your ears flick at the appearance of the man. 

“Hey Shu,” you say, not bothering to sit up.

“Guess what I picked up today?” There’s a giant grin on his face as he holds up a brown paper bag. You stare at him curiously as he opens up the bag.

When his hand reappears it’s holding a pink, oddly shaped object. It looks to be made of silicone and it has two bulbs on either end of the U-shape, one bigger than the other.

“...What is it, Shu?” You finally sit up, too curious about the object to be nonchalant anymore.

“This is a vibrator. You put it inside and it vibrates for…sexual pleasure,” he explains. He hits a button on it and it comes to life, a faint buzzing emitting from the toy.

You reach out, your fingertips just barely grazing it and you jump back. “You put that inside you?”

“Mhmm,” Joshua hums. “...Wanna try it with me?”

You look at Joshua warily, contemplating what you should do. You stare between the pink toy and the devilish grin on Joshua’s face and make your decision.

“A-ah~,” you cry out as Joshua pushes the vibrator in you. It’s not even on, yet the feeling of the thick bulb being inserted into you makes you whine. 

“Shh, you’re okay,” he coos. “Look at you, such a pretty kitty like this.” Your ears flick at the praise. “Gonna turn it on now, okay?” His large hands rub at your hip as he talks to you. You give him a slight nod and he presses the on button.

The toy roars to life, automatically sending waves of vibrations through your body. The sensation is strange, yet pleasuring and you can’t help but whimper even more. Your body tenses up slightly as your hips roll up into the toy. Another smaller bulb sits over your clit, making your brain go incoherent of any thought.

Your balls your hands into fists, doing your best not to claw up Joshua’s nice sheets. Whenever you get feeling needy Joshua always helps you out, but he’s never done anything more than let you use his leg and the occasional press of his fingertips against your clit, but never anything more. You’ve never had anything actually inside of you, and you can’t help but note how alluring the feeling is. You want more in you; Joshua’s fingers, his cock.

You’ve only seen his cock a few times before. Occasional you and Joshua will share a shower, nothing sexual, just showering together. You’ve only seen it once in the other way. You didn’t touch it, just watched as Joshua pulled it out and wrapped one of his large hands around it, groaning as he played with it harshly. The next day he apologized for his behavior, but you weren’t offended. If anything, it intrigued you more. 

You wonder if Joshua will push his cock into you, fuck you hard and deep, now that he’s brought a toy for you to play with.

(Though you may be sexually inexperienced, that doesn’t mean you’re totally clueless. Not that Joshua knows, but when he’s off at work you occasionally sit at his computer, watching porn videos he’s bookmarked. Your pussy always tingles and your face always heats up when you watch the cat-hybrid videos he has saved.)

Soon your body gets used to the incessant buzz of the vibrate and you paw at Joshua’s arm. “M-more,” you say, a bit bashful. 

“Oh? Does my little kitty need more? Need me to go up to the next setting?” Joshua teases. You nod weakly and Joshua chuckles before doing just as you ask.

Your cunt clenches down around the toy at the new setting. You can feel the slickness of your pussy across your folds, begging to be filled by something more than just the vibrator.

“S-shu-a-ahhh!” You wail out. 

“What is it, kitty?” Joshua asks, his hand pets at your ear. 

“N-need t’cum,” you slur out.

“You want me to go up another setting?”

“No, need you,” you whine. “Your fingers.”

Joshua stills a moment. You glance over at him to see his face slightly red. “I- are you sure kitten? You know we’ve never-”

“Please,” you beg. “I need it.”

Joshua takes a shuddering breath before nodding and letting out an “okay”. He shuts the vibrator out of you and slides it out. You’re automatically hit with the feeling of being too understimulated and you whine, wiggling your hips against the sheets. 

“If we’re going to do this,” Joshua starts, “you have to listen to me though. Can you do that kitty?”

“Yes!” You say, knowing you’ll do anything to cum. 

“If I give you my fingers, you can’t cum until I say so, okay?” You nod once more and Joshua smiles at you. “Okay kitty. This might feel weird, so if it’s too much just tell me and I’ll stop.”

Joshua presses his thumb against your clit, rubbing slowly there. It’s nothing too out of the ordinary, but when you feel Joshua’s fingertips graze your slit you gasp out. Even though you just had the vibrator inside of you, the feeling of Joshua’s fingers touching you fills you with a whole new excitement.

“Ready?” Joshua asks.

“Yes,” you nod.

You hold your breath as Joshua starts to insert a finger into you. His finger is thinner than the vibrator was, but Joshua still has to take a moment to get his finger inside.

“Fuck, you’re so tight.” His finger wiggles inside of you, brushing up against your walls. You cry out, hips bucking off the bed. “You’re doing so well right now, kitty.”

His finger slides in and out of you, loosening you up more so he can press another finger into you. He repeats this process once more so he has three fingers filling you up. His fingers are thick and long and reach deep into you. 

Your brain is void of any real thoughts other than your pleasure as Joshua curls his fingers into you over and over again. Your tail wraps around his thigh as you throw your head back, your eyes closing. Your body already feels so close, but you know you can’t cum until Joshua tells you.

It’s difficult for you to think, but you do your best to put your focus on Joshua. You move your hand over to him, running it up his thigh before pushing your palm onto the bulge in his pants. You rub at it the same way you’ve seen girls do in the porn you’ve watched.

Joshua groans at the feeling, bucking his hips up into your touch. “Ah- kitty, be good now.”

“Wanna cum with you,” you murmur.

“Shit. You just can’t listen, can you?” Joshua chuckles a bit. “Fine, you can have your fun, but don’t think there won’t be consequences. Joshua reaches down and unzips his pants before pushing them down and grabbing his cock out of his boxers.

Even though you’ve seen it before, the size still makes your mouth drop a bit. It rivals those you’ve seen in porn videos. You’re more hesitant now as you reach out. You grasp his cock and jump a bit when you feel it twitch against your palm.

“C’mon kitten, you were so impatient earlier,” Joshua teases. “Do it like this.” Joshua wraps his free hand around yours, guiding it to pump his length in your fist.

His fingers are still thrusting inside of you, driving closer to your high and further away from sanity. Your hand does its best to work at his cock. You try to copy what you’ve seen the other women in the videos do, focusing on the tip before dragging your hand down his length slowly only to speed up a few seconds later.

The aching in your core gets too unbearable though and your body screams at you to cum.

“Sh-shua,” you whine. “Need to cum.”

“Ah, what did I say kitty? I said you need to listen to me.”

“I’m sorry!” You cry out. “I promise, I’ll be good now. J-just let me cum.”

“How about you make me cum, and then I’ll allow you to. Sounds like a deal, right?”

“Y-yes,” you respond. 

The only problem is that Joshua fucks his fingers into you harsher, making you lose focus at your own task at hand. 

“What’s wrong kitty?” Joshua teases. “Can’t make me cum?”

“N-no, I can do it.”

You do your best to focus your mind as tug at Joshua’s cock, working him in your palm. As you do so you can’t help but pant and gasp at Joshua’s fingers inside of you. You have to stop a moment to take a shuddered breath before continuing.

Your pussy is clenching down on Joshua’s fingers and you recognize the feeling, the one you feel right before you’re about to let go. You can’t though, not yet.

You press your thumb into Joshua’s tip, rubbing right against his slit. Above you, you hear him hiss, his own breaths coming out in pants. You do this once more and then go back to furiously pumping his cock. Almost like a miracle, Joshua moans and you suddenly feel something warm covering your hand. When you glance over you see his cock twitching as it spurts out white, thick substance. His cum.

“Fuck,” he groans. “Okay kitty, you win. You can cum.”

Joshua curls his fingers up into you, right into your sweet spot, and you finally let yourself go, shaking as your cunt flutters against Joshua’s fingers. Joshua helps you ride out your high as you mewl out, your body shaking as you do.

You lay motionless on the bed when you finish. You take a moment to catch you breath before opening your eyes to look at Joshua.

“I wasn't expecting you to actually cum before me,” you mutter.

Joshua blushes and looks away. “Your face looked very uh, erotic. I’ve seen you look like that.”

It’s now your turn to blush. Joshua Hong just got off at your blissed out face. You then smirk to yourself. At this rate you know it won’t be long until he actually fucks you on his dick, and you can’t wait.

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[unyandere]

Yandere villain x snarky civilian reader who doesn’t mind dying -pt.1

Tw: yanderish behaviour, swearing, mention of suicide, insults that come from the Gen Z and Gen α, reader doesn’t have a self-preservation sense, reader as so much sass that they could be called Sassophones, stupid jokes, please don’t answer like this to any criminal, childish behaviour (not in the pedophilia meaning, in the “saying stupid shit when you don’t have an answer” meaning), my English is quite bad (sorry)

Part 2

Masterpost

Yandere villain was fighting against the hero when he saw you, bleeding on the ground while unconscious, after he used his powers against a skyscraper… And he found that you were the most good-looking person he’s ever seen in his whole life, not even the greatest diamond would compare to your beauty or your worth… He had to take you with him…

Yandere Villain escapes the fight with the hero and takes you away to use you as an hostage so that the hero doesn’t follow him to his base

When you get to his base he calls his underlings and cures you, bandaging your wounds and caressing you.

He puts you on a sofa, handcuffed with toy handcuffs to make sure you don’t punch him when you wake up and awaits for you to awake.

You open your eyes, look around and see the villain that terrorised the city and (indirectly) killed both of your parents and you just give up, because unless the hero is able to localise you, you are not gonna come out of here alive.

“You’re awake” you hear him say.

“Nope” you answer, even if you are going to die, you won’t go down without annoying the hell out of him.

“Yes you are” he says caressing your cheek

“Nuh-huh” you answer, closing you eyes.

“Stop lying sweety or I’m gonna kill you” he threatens

“Do it, prissy boy” you sassily say.

“What?~ Honey, you’re not gonna a like it if I kill you” he says trying to be threatening

“Yes I will”

“No, sweetheart, you won’t”

“And how do you know that?” You ask with a smirk of superiority.

“Because no one likes to die, you little omelette!” He exclaims.

“Well I do!” You yell.

“Lower that voice, please” he orders.

“Nope, LALALLALALALALLALALLALA” you shout even louder.

“Fuck you, sweetheart” he exclaims with a passive-aggressive smile.

“Stop calling me sweetheart!” You shout.

“Oh? Is this annoying to you, sweetheart?” He asks with a smile.

“Fuck you! You no rizz, skill issue guy with a parentless behaviour” you answer giving him a middle finger.

“Oh no, sweetheart, I’m sooooooo offended” he says sarcastically.

“Offended like your mother when she saw your ugly face after you were born?” You ask with even more sarcasm in your voice.

“Sweetheart, if I were you I wouldn’t insult like this someone that can kill me so easily, you might not like the consequences~” he answers with a sugary voice, smiling with his eyes closed.

“And didn’t I tell you that I don’t mind dying, you motherfucker?” You answer smiling back.

“There are other things I can do other than killing you, you know?” He says looking at you with some eyes that look like the ones of a lion that has just seen an injured prey.

“And what if I don’t care about that either?” You answer mustering up all your courage to not look frightened.

He put an hand on your neck and pulls you closer.

“Well, sweety, that’s better for me~” he whispers in you ear.

You back away and manage to kick him while handcuffed.

“Eeeeeeeeeewwww, that phrase was sooo cringe” you say to mask the fear that had overcome you in that moment “Never even try to talk to me ever again!!!”

“What swe-“ he starts

“Shut up” you say to interrupt him.

“Oh sweethe-“ he starts again.

“Shush”

“But I-“

“Nope. Not listening. LALALSLLALALALALALALALALLALALALLALALALALALALALLALALALALLALALALALALALALALALALALALALAL”

“You shu-“

“LALLALALALLALALALLALLALA, CAN’T HEAR YOU! LALALSLALLALAALALLALLALALAL”

and you two continued like that for three days straight without any pause.

[rizzyu]

Hot Spring HC

Pairing: Vox, Mysta, Luca, Ike, Shu x gn! reader

Category: Fluff, slightly suggestive

Warning: Nudity (I KNOW WHAT U ARE.), really slight mentions of the saxophone dance

A/N: bc I love hot spring prompts :)

Vox Akuma

Are you really gonna believe that this man is not gonna flirt with you the moment you step into the onsen with him?

You had stepped into the onsen and Vox already have his arms around your waist.

“Darling you look so hot.” “Vox, I just got in, have some patience.”

After a few minutes of calming down Vox, you would help untangle and wash his onyx coloured hair

Bro loves leaving kisses all around your shoulders and neck and he would be such a tease

“Getting flustered already? I barely even did anything”

And also whether it’s when you were both back in your hotel room, or when you were still in the hot spring, you would eventually be doing the saxophone dance :)

I shall not elaborate on that :)

Mysta Rias

There’s this really funny thing I thought of:

What if when Mysta went in the onsen, he was so unused to that heat that he just started screaming and jumping around

*mentally laughs*

Anyways just like Vox he would be so lovestruck when you joined him in the onsen

But unlike Vox he wouldn’t be straight up announcing his admiration for you

“Fucking hell, why are you so hot?” He’d mutter

His face, ears and neck would be all warm and flushed. And he was hoping you would think that was because of the hot spring (it wasn’t)

Oh but you knew what was going on and you would bully him for it lol

“Heheh your cheeks seems kinda red” >:)

“WH-WHAT? IT’S THE HOT SPRING”

“uh hUhhhhh ok..”

Luca Kaneshiro

I know what you are.

You’re gonna be shamelessly stare at his booba don’t even try to object

But he was feeling happy that you came to the hot spring with him, so he let you lay on them just this once :)

Though he still denied that they aren’t big.

“I’m glad you let me lay on theeeem… they’re so big and squishy.” “What?? Th-they aren’t big!”

Oh man but like picture this: tracing his tattoos

You would be sending shivers down his spine when he felt your feathery light touch on his tattoos

As well as leaving little kisses along his tattoos

You would have gotten him floating on cloud nine

But you’d also be just cuddling and chilling in the onsen till your fingers get all wrinkly

Ike Eveland

Ike’s glasses would get covered by the steam, no doubt. Maybe because that also happens to me all the time

And you would laugh at him saying he looks like one of those smart anime characters with glasses. Maybe because my friends also do that to me all the time

Anyways, soaking in the hot spring with Ike would be so cute tho

CUDDLES :D

Cuddling with Ike is always so cute tho

You would be giving him little kissies here and there

And then you both felt so comfy in the presence of each other that you eventually fell asleep together

Ike would wake up later for him to realise it was past midnight

He’d carry you back to your hotel room and help you get ready for bed :)

Shu Yamino

HE’S A SHY BOI

He was too embarrassed to look at you man what a cutie patootie

“Shu yknow you don’t have to turn your head away the whole time right? You can look, I won’t mind.”

Shu slowly turned to face you. His eyes still avoiding you as his cheeks were in a pretty shade of pink.

Ok but I think you would be such a tease because of how shy he is in the hot spring

Yknow like being more touchy and making him stiffen every time he was under your touch.

You were making his heart go literally insane but he was too cute for you to stop

I mean… it wasn’t like he didn’t like it…

[killsaki]

miscommunication ☆ romance isn’t on hanma’s list of specialties, but at least you can put making you cum on it.

hanma shuji x female!reader

4.4k words | minors dni

cw / tw : alcohol and weed mentions, his friends don’t respect you, biting, marking, vaginal fingering, nipple sucking, messy plot.

“you miss me, baby?” you can hear people speaking in the background as hanma talks into his phone as if he’s alone.

“no, shu’, i don’t.” you huff, picking lint from the couch cushions. you don’t understand how he’s so shameless, you’ve never been able to wrap your head around it no matter how long you’ve been around him.

“aw, but you’re still callin’ me that cute name.” your palm comes to land on your forehead as you mentally scold yourself from the force of habit. 

“i didn't—”

“didn’t mean to? hm, ‘course not.” he speaks to you so sweetly but you know it’s condescending like you’re too dumb to know what you’re saying. “anyways, figured i’d be so kind to tell you that i’ll be by your place later tonight.”

you scoff, you can practically hear the big smile on his face as he taunts you. there are some calls of his name in the background and you’re tempted to just hang up in his face and go back to the show you’d been watching, but before you take the phone from your ear you hear your name from a voice that is not hanma’s.

“is that her?” one that you can recognize as rindou asks smoothly.

sanzu, you realize that’s who said your name before. you hear as he answers the question intended for hanma, making sure to repeat your name this time with ‘my’ in front of it as if you were his possession.

hanma lets out his signature laugh, one that always freaks you out a little. “you sanzu’s girl, baby?”

“shu’, stop.” you breathe into the phone, your tv screen dims in your peripheral.

“aw, shu.” ran mocks and you purse your lips, not thinking about how hanma would, of course, put you on speakerphone after asking such a question.

“i’m hanging up,” you speak in your usual tone and you can hear laughs all around.

“wait,” hanma joins in with his friends, “you gonna leave the door open for me?”

you sigh, considering it. you’d stopped hanging out with hanma on purpose, stopped answering your phone and the door for him. he was a wild card, though you knew that from the moment you met him something told you to give it a chance. it wasn’t until after he’d started getting into blood-filled fights right in front of you and showing up to your place unannounced one too many times that you’d decided enough was enough. to top it all off, he’d refuse to acknowledge any conversation that included him giving the two of you a title.

you hadn’t slept with him, despite how much he’s tried— well, you’ve slept with him. on his chest, him on yours, but you haven’t fucked him. so that saved a bit of your pride, but not enough for you to dive back head first in with someone who won’t even call you his girlfriend before trying to strip you down.

“you always wake my neighbors with your bike,” you mutter, hoping you aren’t still on speaker.

“then come to mine,” he replies immediately after, and your head cocks in confusion. in the amount of time you’ve been involved with each other, that is the one place you haven’t been with him. restaurants, fairs— hell even gang meetings. but not his place.never his place.

“i dunno,” you fake a yawn and he sucks his teeth. “i’m pretty tired.”

“head over right now and you can sleep in my bed, pretty.” he sounds far from the phone and your device buzzes not a second later. “should take ten to get here, see you in five.”

he sings that last word before ending the call. there’s a thought pulling at you not to go, to text him to ‘fuck off xx’ but a glance at your open bedroom door makes you decide you really would rather not sleep alone.

it takes you twenty minutes to pack a bag and get into your car, another fifteen to pull into the driveway of the house and for a moment you think he’d sent you to the wrong place. only when the scattered motorcycles come into sight do you know that wasn’t the case.

outgoing: come out here.

shu !: princess cant walk by herself?

outgoing: i’ll leave

shu !: don’t you dare

you lock your phone, waiting in the locked car for his figure to appear through the front door but to your surprise, it comes from the side of the house. the house had surely been remodeled and split in two at the second story because the staircase leading to the door hanma exits looks far from sturdy. even in the dark, you can see the happy bounce in his walk to your door.

“hey, pretty.” your hand comes to where he’s leaning down to the window to block lavender eyes from seeing the stupid smile that creeps up on your face from his presence. maybe you did miss him, but you weren’t going to admit that now.

“you didn’t say anything about your friends being here.” you fake annoyance as you gather your things and shut off the car, making sure to lock it before exiting.

“you heard them on the phone.” hanma shrugs, arms immediately snaking around the small of your back as he traps you against the warm metal.

“doesn’t mean i thought they’d still be here.” you can’t help but laugh when he starts to nose at your neck, placing kisses here and there.

“that why you took so long?” he pulls away from your throat, smiling into your lips as he kisses them, acting as if the two of you haven’t gone an entire month without speaking. “sanzu’s feelings ‘ll be hurt if he hears that.”

you drag out a sigh before he finally leads you up to his door, and it’s exactly what you expected from hanma shuji. a few small decorations are lining the walls, big tv, and a decent-sized couch placed in the living room. surrounding it, a singular circular fold-out chair and an oversized bean bag that look fairly new. and of course, with those, bodies of some of the most dangerous guys your age in the area scattered about.

“he let you carry your bag?” sanzu looks at you bewildered, game controller in hand. “i would never make you do that.”

“don’t pause the game!” a blonde with a lion tattoo grunts at the long-haired one, you note the matching console control in his grip.

“oh really?” your head snaps up to shuji who side-eyes you with a laugh.

“she was hoping you’d be gone when she got here.” hanma says with amusement clear in his tone, taking your bag from your hand and heading to the closed door you can only assume is his bedroom.

“ignore those two, i know you came to see me.” ran sets the beer bottle down, and extends that same hand towards you, one that you only stare at as you bite your lip. “don’t be shy.” he tacks on teasingly.

you don’t have a chance to say anything before hanma is back with his arms wrapped around your waist. ran rolls his eyes back to the screen, sanzu’s following as he resumes the game. but even with hanma’s presence, the flirting—more so, teasing—doesn’t stop, not for a while at least. ran had gotten rindou to join in from where he sat below you all for a bit and then they’d talked about you as if you weren’t even in the room. you’d started to tune it out after so long. all of your interjections to their weird comments got shot down by remarks about you being ‘shy.’

the need for sleep took over at some point and your annoyance and embarrassment diminished along with the conversation. the game suddenly became most important once again when shion and rindou had gotten tied up in their amounts of wins. or at least that's what you think you hear, it’s hard to make out anything when you’re focusing so hard on forcing your eyes to stay open.

you let your head fall onto hanma’s shoulder and not a split second passes before he wraps you up in his arms, pulling you to straddle him and rest your head against his chest.

“like a lap dog.” shion speaks to rindou directly but no one says anything else. hanma hums, and you can feel it against your fingertips when he does. his warmth makes you relax further into him, hands sliding to loop behind his neck.

“tired, shu’.” you yawn, and it’s real this time. the large hand smoothing along your back only spurring you further to the brink of unconsciousness.

“alright,” he sighs happily, the same tone you’ve often heard him use when he’s won at something. “everyone get the fuck out.”

“we’re in the middle of a game.” shion objects as he shifts his weight on the beanbag chair.

“baby wants to sleep, get the fuck out.”

“aw, c’mon,” you can hear ran’s voice grow closer as he leans towards you, “you don’t want us to leave yet, do you?” you open your eyes just in time to catch the sight of him reaching out to touch you. almost on instinct, you flinch away, burying yourself further into hanma’s hold.

ran’s expression doesn’t change much as he pulls back, but his eyes shift slightly— it makes an odd feeling start to stir in your gut. but it quickly vanishes as they all start to stand and call out their goodbyes— though they’re mainly to hanma, you’re talked about like a pet that they ask him to ‘be nice’ to. except for sanzu telling you that he’s always available to you, and ran letting you know how much bigger and how much happier you’d be in his bed, should you ever want to try it.

you ignore the implications, ignore the way they eye you as you stand to stretch. but you can’t possibly ignore the way hanma latches onto you, draping himself over you to cover you in kisses. ones you giggle at, but maybe miss the reason behind.

“why do they talk about me like that?” you ask when hanma locks the door behind his friends.

“hm?” he hums, approaching you with a smile.

“i’m not your dog.” you curl your lip at the thought of being seen as his little pet.

“you’re my girl,” he wraps himself around you yet again, guiding you into his room. “ain’t it the same thing?”

“not at all.” you scoff, trying to free yourself from him as he makes you stumble from the difference between his large steps and your own shorter ones. “that’s why none of you have girlfriends.”

“nah, some of them do.” you suddenly feel your heart drop, just a bit. you can’t decipher if it’s the fact that guys like hanma are capable of calling someone their girlfriend or the fact that those girls don’t know that their boyfriends sat in someone's living room for the past who knows how long and talked so… highly about you. “they just think you’re still free game because we haven’t fucked.”

“but they have girlfriends,” you repeat to him, freezing in his arms, making him lean down beside you to catch a look at your annoyed, confused expression.

“yeah,” he smiles as he informs you, “they have a few.” 

“disgusting.”

hanma shrugs, unraveling his hold and softly pushing you toward the bed.

“annoying.” he says as he reaches over his head to grab the back of his shirt, pulling it off. “i dunno how they keep up with ‘em.”

that feeling starts to swirl in your chest again, and you’re sure you’re closer to figuring out what’s causing it. “it’s easier if you just don’t call any of them your girlfriend, huh?”

“nah,” he plops down on the bed, looking to where you still stand, arms crossed and fingers digging into your skin. “still too much room for bitchin’.” 

“so then, what?” you snap unintentionally, you can blame it on your tired state if he asks.

“why’re you so fired up?” he leans off the bed, grabbing you and forcing you to stumble towards him. “you’re my girl, aren’t you?”

your eyebrows furrow more at his question, making it almost painful. “what are you talking about?”

“we’ve been talking for months, i’ve paid for shit for you, slept in your bed without fucking you,” his hands are never still, falling to the back of your thighs and wandering around all they can reach. “isn’t that what a boyfriend does?”

“shuji, what?” your mouth drops open, and you’re unsure what to feel. what has he thought this entire time? “we haven’t talked in a month, you wouldn’t even talk to me when i brought this up before.”

“‘cause i thought we understood each other.” he pressed his face against your folded arms until you dropped them so he could rest his chin against your stomach. “you are a lil’ slow though, huh?”

“excuse me?” your eyes widen down at him and you don’t know what you’re supposed to feel. “slow? because you wouldn’t— because you refused to—”

“shh,” he shushes you, pulling you down into the bed before you can fight him. “too much, it's getting hard for you to get your words out.”

“oh my god, you suck.” you squirm when he locks himself around you for the umpteenth time that night, but he doesn’t let up. nor does he reply, he only tucks you into his bare chest, humming once finally comfortable. but your mind doesn’t stop going, doesn’t stop asking questions you just are dying to get the answer to— you wish you’d never asked at all, sleepiness having escaped you,

“so they think because i haven’t fucked you that i would fuck them?”

“yeah,” he laughs back.

“that’s stupid.” you wonder what could’ve given them that impression— or it was just wishful thinking. “wait, wait back to me being—”

“‘cause you’re hooked on me without my dick, right?” he interrupts, pushing your shoulder back so you’re looking at him and his stupid, pretty smirk.

“my god, shu’.” you groan, and fall back into the pillow, away from him. which, you quickly realize was a trap— something you should be more wary of when it comes to him— as he climbs on top of you, encasing you between his limbs.

“yeah, am i?” he licks his lips, looking down at you with a wicked gleam in his lavender eyes, something far from holy. you can’t deny the way it makes your heart skip a beat, how his bare skin feels pressed to yours in the places your shirt lifts, and the smell of weed and cigarettes mixed with something sweet wafts over you.

“i,” you put your hands to his chest, maybe to push him off, but they lose strength when they come into contact with him. “came over here to sleep.”

“we can.” he tries to shrug, but it looks silly given his position. “after.” he glances to your lips, leaning down only to ghost them with his own before he moves to press a kiss just under your ear. his body weight presses into you just a bit more, his legs slipping between yours and you feel yourself melt into the mattress. “or,” he pulls from where he’d almost started to leave marks on your neck to make eye contact as he rests his hips against your own, clothed cock heavy and warm against your cunt, making his next words feel like more of a taunt. “we don’t have to.”

you swallow, face warm as you open your mouth a few times, not sure what to say, not sure what you want. “maybe… just a little,” you nod.

he leans back down, speaking low against your lips and making your chest vibrate from his pressed against it. “whatever you’ll give me, pretty girl.” 

his mouth meshes with yours, slow wet drags of lips make you into a puddle in his sheets. all you can do is reach out for him, wrap around him, try to pull him impossibly closer. your hands go from tangling and tugging at his hair when he grinds down into you, to scratching between his shoulders when his lips leave yours to travel down your neck.

you can stomach the want, handle the heat flowing through your veins that begs for more. even when your clothes start to diminish in number and you’re left in nothing more than your panties under him. you can manage the twitch in your fingers that ache to touch parts of him that are still out of sight, that is until his mouth starts to suck marks into the soft skin of your breast. the hand reading sin, cupping your other before fingertips find their way to your nipple.

you gasp at the contact, and his eyes dart from where they’d been so peacefully closed up to watch your expression. he rolls the bud and the callousness of his hands does little to help you fight against the sounds you wish would stay caught in your throat. hanma is an opportunist if anything, and before you can even move to cover your face, his lips latch around your other nipple. you can’t think to fight the whine that escapes you, not when his weight lifts off of you so  that his free hand can glide fingertips along your embarrassingly wet, still clothed slit. 

your body moves on its own, a hand tangling in his hair and your hips bucking against him.

“there she is,” he speaks softly against your sensitive skin and your eyes flutter at his tone. it’s like cool silk in the way it makes you shiver. his fingers press harder against the fabric, teasing you with the resistance it gives, allowing him to press just enough against your entrance that you can feel the push but nothing more.

and suddenly you can’t handle it any longer. your want has bubbled into need and you’re far too warm for your skin, desperation for him to give you anything claws at you.

“more,” you pant out.

there’s a popping sound when he unlatches from your skin, and you don’t need to look down at him to know there’s a smirk on his face when he asks, “more?” but you do anyways, and you wish you didn’t. he’s already looking back at you, pretty purple eyes low with lust, his tongue prodding from between his lips as it runs slow, wet circles around your nipple making you that much weaker beneath him.

more of your soft pants fill the air before you’re able to tear yourself away from the sight, whimpering a small, “please, shu’.” before throwing an arm over your eyes.

his weight shifts on the mattress, and he’s pushing the seat of your panties out of the way to separate your folds with rough fingertips. “anythin’ for my girl.” 

you feel your breathing pick up and hear how it comes out in fast little huffs, but you can’t think of anything but how perfectly he moves against you, how it feels like the devil dancing the way that he circles your clit. pulling back the hood of it to get to the part that has you nearly in tears when he starts to tease it.

there are kisses pressed to your arm that cover your face, making you move it in search to feel those lips against your own instead. you look up to hanma who’s already looking back at you who's wearing an expression you’ve never seen from him before. his jaw slack, causing his lips to part, his tongue gliding along them as his nearly glowing, low-lidded gaze makes your heart race.

he watches you so intently as his fingers find their way back down your entrance, eyes locking on the way your lips fall open to gasp when he pushes one of his fingers in tantalizingly slow. you know he’s doing it on purpose, but you can’t tell if it���s for you or him the way his chest starts to heave from watching your expressions alone. how your eyes flutter when his knuckles press against you, the way your lips twitch with the sounds that fall from him curling his finger and pressing it against your softest wall, pressing far deeper than you’d ever felt your fingers reach. there’s nothing but the faintest buzz of this season’s bugs chirping outside, the sound of your shared sounds, and the way your slick clicks against his hand each time he pulls away only to push his digit back in to force another pretty moan out of your throat.

“more, pretty?” his voice barely audible.

“more, please.”

with the next pullback of his wrist, he adds another of his long, slender fingers into you. he pushes back to his knuckle this time, he presses his lips back to yours in time to catch the surprised sounds that lip out at his new, sudden pace. it’s faster but just as deep as his previous slow, teasing one. it has what would be embarrassing high pitch ‘ah, ah, ah’s falling off your tongue right onto his, but each push against your swollen spot has everything that isn’t the feeling that he’s giving you out of your mind.

his lips mold against yours, even when you can barely keep conscious enough to control them, trying to kiss him back, to feel yours drag against his and feel the way his infamous smirk starts to creep back onto his face when your nonsensical whines turn into those of his name. his move down to your ear, but he doesn’t speak yet, instead just using the position to listen as closely as he can to the highs of your breathy whimpers each time he fucks his fingers back into you.

“feel so good, baby.” his words are hot against your skin, “can’t wait to fuck this perfect pussy.” you clamp around him at the thought, of how easily you’ve melted for him from the way he worked you up alone, you can’t imagine watching the way he’d look sinking into you. “yeah?” he sounds huskier at the way your body agrees with his words. his lips drag along the column of your neck as he speaks between marks he leaves there. “you ���gonna let me? ‘wanna take my cock, baby?” you feel yourself nod that time, hips starting to move against his hand at the same time, starting to search for the inches that you miss each time they pull out of you, even with the promise of them sinking back in is only second away. “you want it?”

“want it,” you manage to form, and you feel hanma’s teeth sink into where he’d just left a bruise. it sends the knot in your gut pulling tight, your legs starting to twitch against his sides— the curse of his name that leaves your mouth broken has him pressing his fingers as far into your cunt as they can reach, middle and ring fingers curling in and out of you with a need to hear the way you’re soaking down his wrist, to force your walls to spams around him, and make you cling to him even tighter than before, scrambling to grab every part of him that you can reach. tears are pricking at your eyes as you feel your stomach flex, face twisting up in a pleasure that hanma just has to pull away from you to take in clearly.

“c’mon,” he licks his lips as watches you start to unravel beneath him, his thumb rubbing sloppy shapes into your pulsing clit. “make a pretty little mess for me.” 

“shu’–fuck,” you drag out in a high cry, tears burning hot down your cheeks as you feel the white-hot static spread from your tightened core through your limbs, shooting down to the tips of your fingers.

he drags out his curse, pressing his hips into yours, just far enough away from your cunt he’s still able to finger you through your high. as you start to catch your breath, regain control of your body aside from the search for pleasure that overtook you before, you find yourself sticky from the middle of your thighs to their apex and the warmth that loomed over you starting to disappear.

“no,” you use your leg which still feels far too heavy to wrap around hanma, keeping him from where he was attempting to get off the bed.

hanma huffs a laugh down at you, “i’m comin’ back,” his long fingers wrap around the soft of your thigh, squeezing it slightly as he moves it. “‘gotta change since i fuckin’ creamed my pants.” 

you laugh softly, eyes drifting closed. you want nothing more than to poke fun at him, but you’ve also never felt this kind of tired before. you’re seconds away from drifting off when he wakes you with a warm rag to your skin.

“you got me acting like i’m a fuckin’ virgin,” he laughs, likely at himself again. 

“you mean you’re not one?” your words come out weak, and you can barely make out the shape of him in the now dim room as you speak.

“nah,” he wipes the last bit of the mess he made of you off your skin, humming in that same happy tone you hear nonstop from him. “i treat my girl so nice don’t i?”

you shrug weakly, “if thinking that will help you sleep tonight.”

“ahh,“ he tosses the wet, filthy rag off to what you hope isn’t just the top of his clothes basket. “you being next to me will help more than that,” your lips twitch up at his words as his weight drops down beside you, long arms maneuvering you around until he’s satisfied with how your bare chest presses up against him. “but busting that nut’ll help a lot too.”

“i can’t stand you.”

“mm,” he kisses your forehead, “but you came so ha—”

“shhhh,” you pat against his skin with your palm, like you’re trying to lull a child to sleep. “stop talking, ‘m tired.” you rub your head on where he’s laid you on one of his arms as if it’ll change anything at all about your comfort. “‘night, shu’.”

you faintly feel lips meet your forehead for a sweet, short kiss as you drift off. but you know you hear when he whispers back, “‘night, pretty baby.”

[brisquad-unit-4402]

rating luxiem and noctyx by how good they would be at taking care of bugs

my name is unit 4402 and i’m typing this on my phone. autocorrect’s suggested emojis are going to go crazy wish me luck

tags: ambiguous relationship, can be read as platonic or romantic, gender neutral reader, fluff, humor, bugs and spiders

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🖋 Ike Eveland: 4/10

he’s neutral about most bugs. he’ll pick up critters like beetles and caterpillars with his hands and set them outside

gets grossed out by the nastier bugs though. won’t touch ‘em himself, they’re lucky if he can gather himself enough to get a paper and cup. otherwise it’s swatter time with gritted teeth and barely mustered courage

SPIDERS. HOWEVER.

certified spider hater. absolutely terrified of them get out of here!!!

he'll use a swatter, pesticides, everything. but he’s so afraid of how they disappear when he’s not looking

you’ll have to keep an eye on it while he finds the pesticide or vice versa

if he’s unfortunate enough to be the one to kill it you’ll have to hype him up, calm his nerves, and then tell him it’s okay once the deed is done

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🦁 Luca Kaneshiro -100/10

this guy… easily the worst of both units at bug duty. you might just have to take the bullet

he gets sketched out by even the cute ones like butterflies and ladybugs if he looks at them for too long. there’s no way he could even take a moth with a level head

he even reacts to all of them the same. “AAAAH! T-t-there’s a [BUG NAME] in [room name]!”

even so he tries to be nice to them with a cup and paper, or some other method to get them out of his space

unfortunately australian wildlife has prepared him so smaller bugs are still scary but he’ll be a big scared scary mafia boss and take action

and everyone says they’ll leave the house as a joke if they can’t find the spider but it’s luca. there is a solid chance that he will invite you to stay with him in one of the kaneshiro vacation homes for about three days. that’s enough time for the bugs to leave, right?

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👟 Shu Yamino: 10/10

oh! a bug!

is rather delighted at bug!

honestly if it’s a cool bug he might just take a video of it doing its thing and give it a personality!

he has a out-of-sight, out-of-mind philosophy with bugs. he’s fine with just about anything as long as they aren't annoying

harmful pests will get swatted tho ofc

everything else, he’s fine with bringing outside himself without much fanfare

some of them are a little creepy but he tries to rationalize it. they’re just tiny animals and he’s a big strong sorcerer, it’s fine. what are they gonna do, infest him to death?

…he’s going to spray the house down later just to be sure.

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👹 Vox Akuma: 9/10

a wild card. and also VERY emotionally invested in any bugs that come his way whether that’s good or bad

if they manage to sneak up on him he’ll probably yell “WOAH” or curse out of surprise, then figure out whether he should be scared or not

surprisingly fine with the nastiest of them. he actually loves worms, centipedes and similar critters, and he’ll even admire them if they stumble into his territory

“look reader this is me if i were a worm. would you still love me if i was a worm 🥺” “vox please just get that thing outside”

spiders have a 50-50 survival chance. he’ll kill small spiders but bring the big ones outside because the big ones are like full Animals to him and slaughtering animals is not something he can bring himself to do (tiny ones don’t count)

are scorpions bugs? do they count? either way that’s his one objection. he wouldn’t touch them with a ten foot pole if he had the choice, but if you’re really that scared, then he’ll put on a brave face and hide his fear

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🎭 Alban Knox: 2/10

if he’s going to take care of a bug you need to make peace with the fact that he will whine the entire time

not a cute fun whine either. he’ll complain the entire time that it’s gross and nasty and ewww yuck ugh!

and that’s just for beetles and caterpillars

show him a spider or something else just as creepy and he will actually scream

and yell as he fumbles around to take care of it

and yell as he eventually grabs it with his hands (he’s panicking a little too hard to get a tool)

and yell as he tries to open the door and throw it outside

this is assuming he doesn’t find a slipper nearby. if he has a tissue or something he’ll smash the bug over and over until it’s pulverized

and he’ll STILL be yelling while he does that

the job gets done but at what cost

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🐑 Fulgur Ovid: 6/10

he’s not a 6/10 because he dislikes bugs. he’s neutral towards them, not really creeped out by them but not a fan either

he’s a 6/10 because he’s a dick about taking care of them for you

here’s how it usually goes: you summon him to save you from a creepy crawly. he’ll inspect it and go “really, you’re scared of that little thing? look at it closer, it’s just a bug”

and once he quits fooling around he just swipes it up. his fingers are solid steel which allows for Precise Bug Snatching

but he’ll act unsure and go “i think i got it. here, reader, look inside my hand and tell me if you see it”

or even the dreaded move where he pretends he’s bringing the bug closer to you so you have to see it

and THEN once he’s outside he’ll open his hands and go “wait i think i lost it” just to get a rise out of you until he confirms yes, it’s safe and out of the house

if you’re legitimately terrified then he doesn’t even bother with the jokes. just point out the bug and close your eyes, and he’ll be washing his hands while you stare back at a smudge on the wall before you can even get out a sentence

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🔗 Sonny Brisko: 8/10

somehow both a gentle soul and a complete menace

he's very matter-of-fact when you point them out. "it's just a little jumping spider, no big deal ¯\_(ツ)_/¯"

in fact he's almost adorable with how he quietly talks to the bugs and coaxes them to crawl on his hand so he can get them out of your way

and then he prods and begs you to take a picture of the bug bc it's a cool little guy

surprisingly knowledgeable and can identify bugs easily, so once he's got one in his hands he'll show it to you and tell you some facts about it

which is very sweet except for the fact that it's still a nasty bug and you want it out of your face!

he'll lightly tease you over being so scared of a little bug while he takes them outside. and if it's a pest-eater like a spider he'll hide it in a dark corner out of your sight

overall very kind to bugs and thinks they're friendly

which is why it throws you so hard that sometimes after he coos over them he just FUCKING SMASHES THEM IN HIS PALM?

NO HESITATION AT ALL??

WHAT IS HIS PROBLEM???

also when the bug is taken care of he'll sneak behind you and lightly tap his fingers up your arm like a creepy-crawly and then laugh when you get scared. what a shithead

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🔮 Uki Violeta: 15/10

the very essence of "i'm not locked in here with you, you're locked in here with ME"

it's like watching a cat hunt an unaware mouse. he's so quick about it

and he's so good at it too?? he'll find the bug, swat it, and throw the remains away in less than a minute on a good day

doesn't even act like it's a big deal either, he just goes back to what he was doing before you asked for help

he uses tissues or shoes on the big ones like roaches, but anything small, he's surprisingly good at crushing them with his bare hands. this is especially funny when he has acrylics on bc those nails never get dirty nor in the way

spiders get the relocation pass, and he'll insist they stay inside, just out of sight

non-zero chance if you complain about it, he'll go on a lecture about how spiders are how you prevent other pests from invading the house

honestly you only see this side of uki once. the bugs are too scared to show their faces after this stint

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✧. ┊ masterpost ✧. ┊ kofi

[honoviadakai]

Rating the Diaboys based on how much I trust them to do a coffee run: Sakamaki brothers edition ☕️ ⚰️

(The majority of these headcanons come from the lovely @magnificentkidclamclod and I thank her immensely for being a huge nerd about these idiots with me)

Shu:

2/10

First of all, good luck getting him to walk out the front door

I think the moment you asking him to pick up some coffee for you, he'll just give you the thousand yard gaze

He might go out if you beg him enough…

But there’s a very high possibility that he’ll fall asleep in the café while he waits for your order to be ready

And who knows when he’ll come back once he’s entered sleep mode 🤦🏻

So basically…I hope you like cold coffee…if you get it at all

Reiji:

8/10

He’s reliable af

You want a venti caramel frappe w/ extra caramel drizzle. Etta whipped cream, 6 pumps of butterscotch syrup, 8 pumps of vanilla and double blended at a temperature of 37°F?

Consider it done 🫡

That being said…he might be feeling bored or petty….

Don’t let him feel bored or petty

You’re gonna end up becoming his next Guinea pig for his newest drug 💀

Laito:

9/10

He’s actually a very reliable guy to ask to get you coffee

No, really

He’ll get you EXACTLY what you asked for

The only reason he’s not perfect is cuz he might get distracted and either go shopping or stop to flirt with some people he sees

He might also want a “reward” after he brings you your order…

Wether or not he gets a reward is entirely up to you 😉

Kanato:

-12/10

…..no

Send literally anyone else

Literally go to the café yourself

Do NOT ask him to go on a coffee run

He will 100% attack someone if he didn’t already attack you for asking him to do such a demeaning task

He’s low key that one nightmare customer everyone who works customer service dreads getting…

Just don’t send him

Ever.

Ayato:

4/10

So main problem with him is he’s a bit forgetful

Your order could be as simple as possible and he’s still forget what you wanted

But he’s to prideful to ask you to repeat to him what you wanted

Surely you’ll drink whatever ore-sama orders!

….just drink whatever he brings you and go get your order yourself next time 🤦🏻

Subaru:

10/10

This is the BEST person to send on a coffee run

Yes he’s gonna complain about it, but he’ll get it done ASAP

He’ll memorize your order to the letter just so he can make the process run much more smoothly

Won’t dilly dally, he’s going straight home the second the order reaches his hands

The best delivery boy of the Sakamaki household!

[diacripticcomplex]

“Did you hear the new Sakamaki album?” “I did! It was amazing!” “I loveeee their duo songs but those 2 songs where all of them were singing together, that was great!, I can’t wait to see the music videos they come up with.” All throughout school, I kept hearing the about the Sakamaki album , I haven’t heard it myself, not that I didn’t want to I just never found these things interesting to me, I barely listened to music. Growing up , my father made sure I wasn’t involving myself with sinful behavior and that included music outside of the church.

“Hey look over here! The Sakamaki brothers are going to have a music video and they’re asking for models to appear in it! I wanna be in it!” One fan girl stated, she was seemingly overwhelmed with emotions. A music video that sounds interesting, maybe I should try listening to some of their music when I get home..

Later that evening, I went on YouTube and searched them up, and instantly I fell in love with their voices, it was like I was being serenaded by the vibrations, their music itself was definitely more on the darker side of poetry, yet I was very much drawn into this dark masterpiece. That night, I listened to all the albums and the solo artists.

I went to bed thinking about the ad for appearing in the Sakamaki music video it honestly would seem like an interesting experience. Somewhat fun too? I don’t know why I’m feeling like this, it’s as if I’m a new person, I found something I truly am interested in. I smile to myself as I turn to the side and drift off into sleep.

I wake up, thinking about the dream I had. I was thinking about it the Sakamaki brothers so much that I fantasized being in their music video, yea right, that won’t happen. Felt like a fever dream anyway. I get ready and then go off to school. Walking in from the back, where no one else was I noticed a limousine, and coming out were the Sakamaki brothers…I felt like my heart was about to explode, I could feel my face heating up when I saw them. They were even more handsome in person.

“What are you looking at?” The spunky red head Ayato said, his voice sounded annoyed, his singing voice was absolutely perfect however, maybe he was in a bad mood..I say nothing. “Ayato don’t be rude to a cute girl, hey why don’t you come hang with us for a bit? We’re new to this school” Laito said, Laito’s songs were super sexual, he gives such playboy vibes. “Um I don’t think I can..” I say quietly. “Alright then beat it, then out of here already you’re a nuisance to look at” Subaru said, he was as rude as ever but all the fans called him a tsundere..I believe it. I begin to walk away, but I was stopped by the voice of I believe it was Reiji. “Hold on a moment, we are new to this school. We were told a student was supposed to show us around. I believe you are the student to do so since you happened to stumble upon the correct location, please fulfill your task. “ he stated so firmly, I sigh and simply comply. Taking them around the school shouldn’t be too bad. I feel bad for the student that was supposed to do this job intentionally..

“Is there a place I can nap..? I’m so tired” Shu said, he was so handsome I wanted to just keep looking at him, I shook my head and said that there wasn’t a nap room but there is an infirmary room where he can nap if he isn’t feeling good, I showed them the room and Shu hopped on the bed, stayed there. He did not care to finish the tour.

“ Well that’s all there is..I have to head to class now, ah Ayato, Kanato and Laito we all have the same class next period, see you guys there.” I say smiling slightly, which caused Ayato to grab my wrist. “That look you just gave me..it was quite intoxicating, I like that face, I wanna see more of that face” he told me, I was blushing like crazy, I could feel it. I tried to remain calm but he began licking my hand, I jolt it back, gasping. “Your skin tastes nice, let me have a go at you” i look at him with confusion.

“If you’re gonna have a go at her, so will I “ Laito butted in , “so will I!” Kanato said, smiling at me crazy. “That’s enough of all of you, apologies for their horrendous behavior” Reiji stated, I thanked him and walked away quickly. That was so strange..they’re so weird but I’m kinda attracted to this..am I becoming weird?

[celestiaras]

i am politely and normally asking for gn reader eating out aia, sonny and shu’s pussy (if you do men with pussies, i’m aight if you only do aia tho)- 🚪 anon

━━━ .°˖✧ requested by 🚪 anon ˚₊ ⊹

ft. shu yamino, sonny brisko, aia amare (separate) x gn! reader — luxiem/noctyx/iluna, nijisanji en

╰₊✧ eating them out (that's it lmao)┊0.4k words

contains: smut!! dom reader & sub shu, sonny, aia┊giving oral, shu & sonny have pussies (probably ooc too smh) shu - getting caught masturbating sonny - semipublic (police station) aia - facesitting, overstimulation

➤ author's note: if you saw me post this before it was ready, no you didn't (also sorry it’s so short, i couldn’t think of anything 😭)

━━━ .°˖✧ shu yamino ˚₊ ⊹

he is doesn’t like to make it known how needy he with his outward demeanor and feels so embarrassed when you catch him touching himself on your shared bed after making the rookie mistake of not locking the door. he’ll insist that you don’t need to help him out, but you know that he can’t make himself come like you can so once he feels your mouth lap around his clit he’s gone. he’s usually the one in charge but something about having you pull his legs over your shoulders to get better access to his pussy just has him whining and starting to pull on your hair, grinding himself on your face in hopes to reach his climax faster. of course, you give him exactly what he wants, an orgasm that he’s been struggling to reach for so long, but you just need to keep eating him out through it to overstimulate him as punishment for not coming to you for help first.

━━━ .°˖✧ sonny brisko ˚₊ ⊹

nights are usually slow, the station is completely empty except for you and your boyfriend, so what better way to try and stay awake than riling him up before eating him out? not even he could deny that he was getting bored as well and could use something that isn’t coffee to get his blood pumping. the worry of getting caught wasn’t there when rustling his pants off to move in between his legs, so he could be as loud as he wanted when you start licking long stripes along his cunt. his blue eyes are shut tight while your nose nudges his clit and it just drives him crazy, but when he tries to get more stimulation, you simply pull back. even if this was an incredibly inappropriate thing to be doing while you’re both on the job, you know that there’s all the time in the world to slowly unravel him.

━━━ .°˖✧ aia amare ˚₊ ⊹

before she was on her toes and nervous to put her full weight on you, but now she’s properly sitting on your face and squealing as you pull another orgasm out of her with your talented tongue. her glasses are fogged up and slipping off, the only thing preventing her from trashing about is the tight grip you have on her plush thighs while she continues to make a mess all over your mouth. she’s so loud that it almost drowns out the squelching noise that comes from you making out with her soaked pussy but she can’t help it! how do you expect her not to a moaning mess when you keep on flicking at her clit with your tongue until she feels like she’s gonna pass out? you’re too mean :(

[fangsforiris]

Shu...I've been feeling really horny recently. and I mean REALLY horny. can you do something about it? promise I'll be a good girl...

Shū:

“Heh… is that so? Offering yourself to me so easily… I don’t dislike it. The real question is, if you’re prepared for the night I’m gonna give you.”

[tsukikumai]

Rising temperatures

Shu Yamino X reader (female)

NSFW (albeit not fully)!! Established relationship.

It was just a wholesome gaming session…. Right?

You and Shu were playing 1 v 1 valorant together. Of course, he was way more experienced than you were, but you still managed to kill him a few times. You guys had a gaming room, also his streaming room. Which was a room where your set ups were right next to each other. It was a nice place where you and Shu bonded.

You peak around the corner, locking eyes with Shu’s character. He fires a shot, only to be a millisecond too late as you crouched down, dodging it. However, your reflex served you right, and you one tapped Shu, ending the round.

“Ha ha!” You stood up in celebration, lightly dancing, “missed me, missed me, now you gotta ki-“ You stop yourself, realizing the word that was about to slip out of your mouth.

“Sorry, what did you say?” He questioned, his V shaped smile plastered across his face. He definitely knew what you said.

“N-nothing.” You stuttered, sitting back down into your chair.

“Now I gotta what?” He said, pulling the arm rest of your chair, closing the distance between you.

“I said… Nothing” You murmured. Suddenly you felt his hand grab onto the front of your neck, pulling you in.

In the blink of an eye, Shu’s lips met yours. His soft lips covered you, with a lingering taste of sweetness from the candy that he just had.

He chuckled at your flustered expression, although you could tell he felt the same too.

“Your wish is my command, Love.”

After his teasing, you started to become more and more unfocused on the game, losing to him during every turn.

No. You’re not just going to let him win here. Maybe this was part of his strategy, his tactic might’ve worked on you, but that doesn’t mean you can’t do the same.

“Can we take a break?” You said, pushing yourself away from the table. “Giving up so soon?” Shu teased, but he takes off his headphones, taking a stretch.

You scoffed, “I’m just going to the bathroom.” He laughed at your reaction, taking a sip of water.

Little did he know, you had a devised a plan. You walked past your bedroom into the wardrobe, taking out a thin piece of clothing. A purple set of lingerie, lightly cupping your chest, laced in all the right places. An extension piece wrapped around each of your thighs, a small bow in the back to top it all off. You have a few other sets, but this was by far his favorite, and the newest to the collection. You lightly touched up your hair and sprayed a little bit of perfume. You put your hoodie back on, covering the seductive clothing.

You walked back to the game room. Slowly opening the door, you see Shu on his phone, his back facing you. You swiftly hopped back into your gaming chair.

“Let’s continue.” You say, putting back on your headset while he only takes one glance at you, not noticing anything.

“Hahaha, alright, ready to be destroyed?” He teases, unpausing the game.

“Nope, I’m not gonna lose to you anymore.” You gave him a cheeky grin.

After a few rounds, you managed to do a bit better against him but he was still a few rounds ahead of you. Here’s where you began your plan.

“Why is it suddenly so hot in this room?” You said, pushing yourself away from the table to get Shu’s attention. He turned his head around to look at you, “is it? I think it’s fine-“ He stopped dead in his tracks as he saw you slowly taking off your hoodie, revealing your body to him. He widened his eyes, you see his pupils dart around the room, not sure where to look or what to do.

“I- wh- huh???” He sneaked a hand up to cover his face, he was flustered, but you can see from his eyes that he’s smiling.

You just grinned at at the sorcerer, amused by his reactions.

“Shall we continue?”

Your boyfriend stayed silent and turned back to his monitor, but you could feel his eyes looking at you occasionally.

From then on, he was the one that kept losing to you, it seemed like Shu’s reaction time slowed down and you would kill him before he did.

“Haha! Let’s goo!”

“Eyyyy!”

“Woo!”

You cheered to yourself after each game.

Just as you were about to start the next round, Shu quickly stood up, slowly taking small steps toward you.

“Eh? S-shu?” You questioned, as he had a menacing look in his eyes.

He leaned down and looked you dead in the eyes, you could see his red ears from here. “Tsk, cheater.” Was the only thing he said before pushing his lips onto yours.

His soft hands roamed around your back, he gripped your waist lightly, signaling you to get off your chair and get onto him, he pulled both of you closer to his chair as he sat down. Without breaking contact, he guides you across, gently urging you to lower yourself to him. Your knees were on either side of him, your body steadily rested atop of his.

“Mhmhm..” Shu hummed in between your passionate kisses, telling that you did the right thing.

You pulled away, lightly brushing his hair out of the way as his gaze was fixed on your body. Shu’s face was tinted with pink, while he lightly panted for air.

You chuckle at his staring, “Hey,” you use your finger to lift his chin up, “eyes up here.” You grinned at him while his face turned a deeper shade of red.

“W-well it’s n-not my fault that….” His eyes focused on your body once more, he loses his sentence in an ocean of…. Lust.

Suddenly and quickly, he starts peppering light kisses across your revealed collar bone. Slowly beginning to suck on your skin, leaving a trail of light pink marks. You held him close as he did this, your head slightly leaned back as he held tightly onto your body. He moves down towards your chest, you feel his hand trace the curves of your body. He slowly undoes the knot that kept the lingerie piece on your upper body, with his mouth and teeth, of course. He looks up at you, eyes clouded by love, while he holds the piece of string between his teeth, pulling it back.

The piece of clothing falls down to the ground, and you see his eyes widen.

He continued to pepper kisses on your chest, his hand gripped at your thigh, intoxicated by your presence. Shu’s soft lips sent butterflies to your stomach every time you made contact.

You decided to push his buttons a little further, you began to grind your lower body onto his.

You felt his body tense up at this action, he slowly lifted himself back up to your eye level. His ears were bright red.

“You’re re-ally trying to d-drive me crazy aren’t y-ou…. Y/n?” His breath hitched, his eyes pierced through your soul as he waited for a response.

You could only let out a small laugh, “maaybe….” You teased, lightly shrugging, this only made your breast bounce a bit, and he notices.

“Hah!” He laughed slightly at your response, a hint of annoyance in his voice. “Fine, if t-this is how you w-want it…”

His arm reached beneath his gaming chair, he pulled on a lever that lowered his back rest until he was half way lying down. His other arm held your back, ensuring that you came down with him.

His pretty eyes stared up at your face, he reached for a hair clip on his desk, quickly clipping parts of your hair back.

He slowly took his shirt off, grabbing your hands and put them firmly on his chest.

“It really is getting hot in here isn’t it, Dear?”

[ell0ra-br3kk3r-writes]

The Phoenix and the Crow

part seven

pairing: (hinted) kaz brekker x fem!reader

genre: netural

el's thoughts: nothing too crazy here ;) last part before we get zoya, toyla and we're off to shu han haha if you like this please feel free to leave comments and feedback! hope y'all enjoy!

masterlist

Y/N tripped on the silk skirt of her dress causing her to groan and pull it up to her calves. “How long do we have to be in these?” 

Inej sighed and fixed the large collar of her costume, “Till the end of the night I assume. At least you look beautiful.”

“Look who’s talking,” Y/N said with a kind smile on her lips. She did have to admit the dress fit her perfectly, large strips of purple silk and chiffon overlapped each other and swayed with each step. The top of her dress was completely silk, hugging her stomach up to her shoulders with a deep neckline that stopped at her midsection. It was by far the most revealing outfit she’s ever worn, given the fact that she typically wore clothes fit for physical combat and training. 

Jesper and Wylan stood around a table with their costumes in hand. “Hey,” Jesper smiled at the two girls. 

“These smell like they haven’t been washed since last year,” Inej complained. Jesper only shrugged in response. He handed Y/N a black cape and mask with silver embroidery and details, she thanked him and threw it over her shoulders.

Kaz walked toward the group and saw the wooden crates on the table. He lifted the lid and let out a breath through his nose, “It’ll mimic it in every way?” Wylan hummed in confirmation. “Good,” He turned to Jesper who stood beside him, his expression never relaxing.

“You’re gonna say you can’t do this without me, yeah?” Jesper's voice was expectant as he spoke. “And that you hate it when we’re angry at each other, but sometimes brothers fight.” He moved his hand in gesture between the two of them. “And when all this is over,  you’re gonna open a tab for me at a club of my choosing,” His eyes widened in faux surprise. “‘Cause when Pekka’s gone, you’ll take it all.” He held Kaz’s stare for a moment before speaking again with a smile, “That’s what you were gonna say. Yes?”

“There’s a cap on the tab. But otherwise, yes. To all of that.” Kaz nodded his head stiffly.

“Then let’s go take down the King.”

Y/N smiled softly between the two, ‘Found family. They really are brothers.’

“The plan is this,” Kaz glanced at the inferni briefly before turning his attention away. “Jesper and Wylan, you’re gonna hand out Komedie Brute costumes and vials of the compound to all of the Dregs.”

“Per Haskell’s gang?” Jesper asked. 

“Our gang now.” Kaz’s lips settled into a small smirk. “By sunset, the streets will be crawling with Sankt Emerens revelers. They’ll provide us with the cover we need. Hit all of Pekka’s business, the clubs, the brothels. All to destroy Pekka’s reputation. Inej and Y/N will cover Fifth Harbor, and when the chaos begins, they’ll hand the note to Pekka’s driver. Nina and I will handle the Emerald Palace.” He looked at the five Crows around him. “See you there.”

Jesper cleared his throat, “No mourners.”

“No funerals,” Everone responded. 

Y/N, Inej, Wylan, and Jesper all moved to take their leave. “Why do you guys say that? Why isn’t it just ‘good luck’ or ‘be safe’?” Wylan asked. 

“We like to keep our expectations low.” Inej answered earning a laugh from Y/N. 

~

Y/N grunted as she jumped onto another roof, following and trying to keep up with the Wraith in front of her. She stumbled on the uneven roofing and threw her arms out to keep her balance, “I wasn’t made for this.” She huffed as she made another leap to another building. 

Inej turned around, “This is it.” She jumped off the roof and landed on her feet with the agility of a cat. 

Y/N looked down and scoffed to herself, “Yeah that’s not happening.” She motioned for the suli girl to give her a moment. She lowered herself down to the balcony and spun around in surprise when she heard a muffled scream from behind her. She raised her hands in surrender and mouthed ‘I’m sorry’ before lowering herself down to the next window, slowly making her way down to where Inej waited. 

The pair walked to the docs, agreeing to split up and cover more ships at once. As Y/N walked on to her second ship she heard screams and the siren from deeper inside the city, that was their queue. She made quick work of spraying the top deck of the ship before rushing over to Inej. “We have to go deliver…” Y/N trailed off and stared at a small group of children and women who sat curled on the floor in front of Inej. The latter turned to the inferni, “I have to help them.” Her voice was almost pleading. The y/e/c-eyed girl nodded, “Yes, of course. I’ll deliver the note and I’ll meet you with the others.”

~

Y/N kept her hood up as she walked through the alleys and streets of Ketterdam. She found Pekka’s driver and handed him the slip of paper that Kaz had written. “A note from the boss.” She kept he voice low and with that, she slipped back down the streets. Making her way to the Emerald Palace where the others were waiting.

She pulled up her skirts as she walked through the frazzled crowd running out of the gambling den. She kept her shoulders pulled back and her head held high, her face still covered by her mask but her hood was pulled down to show off her braided updo. She spotted Jesper waiting for her by the stairs, he walked in front of her leading them up the stairs into the large room where Kaz and Nina were supposed to be. 

He pushed the door open quietly and held it open for Y/N to slip through and wait by the bar in the corner behind everyone else. 

Pekka cocked his gun and pointed it at Kaz, the latter’s back was facing the main door. 

“I’d reconsider.” Kaz’s voice didn’t waver as he spoke, “If you want to see your Kaelish prince again.”

“Oh. What are you gonna do?” The older man’s voice held amusement, “You gonna blow it up again? You need to learn some new tricks, boy.”

“Your other Kaelish prince.” These words caught Pekka’s attention. “Fond of sweet. Blond hair… Alby.”

Horror settled into the old man as the room grew tense. “I will kill everything you love, Brekker.”

“The trick is not to love anything. Your mistake was that you let someone get in. Someone you’d sacrifice everything for and it makes you weak.” Dirtyhands spat. 

“Then I’ll just kill you.”

“Do that and you’ll never find your son in time.”

Pekka shifted on his feet, “What did you do?”

“I buried him.” His voice was laced with cold-hearted pleasure. “Six feet deep. He went into that box so easily. Didn’t even cry. Until I took this from him.” He pulled out a toy train from his coat pocket and held it out for the distressed father to see. 

“Where’s my son?”

“Make smart choices and you might just reach him in time before the air runs out.”

Pekka gritted his teeth, “You trifling piece of Barrel trash. What the hell do you want?”

“I want you to remember.”

“Remember what!”

“A con you ran… on two farm boys. Orphans. A promise to replace the family that they’d lost. And then you duped them out of everything.”

Jesper, Nina, and Y/N all shared a vaguely worried look. 

“They ended up on the streets and they both died. But one of us was reborn.”

Pekka wracked his brain in search of any memories relating to Kaz’s description but shook his head in frustration, fear still paralyzing his body. 

“Too many pigeons to remember?” He scoffed, “Let me help you. Jakob Hertzoon.”

Realization flashed in the old man’s eyes, “That was a long time ago. So that’s what this is all about? Why you look at me with murder in those shark’s eyes of yours? You were just two pigeons who I happened to have plucked, and if it hadn’t been me, it would’ve been somebody else.”

“Bad luck for Alby that it was you.” Frustration was clear in Kaz’s voice. 

Pekka yelled and grabbed the collar of Kaz’s suit, holding him up against the wall while holding his gun to his neck. “You.. you tell me where to find my son!”

Y/N looked to Nina and back to Jesper all ready to step in if needed. 

“It’s a simple trade, Rollins. Speak my brother’s name and your son lives.” At this point Kaz’s breathing was heavy and all the surrounding dime lions stood as still as statues. Nina walked back to the other two Crows by the bar. Pekka let go of Kaz grunting in exasperation. 

“How ‘bout another hint?” Kaz clenched and unclenched his fists as he walked away from the wall he was just pinned against. “You called your daughter Saskia. She wore red ribbons in her hair.”

Agony and desperation were painted across Pekka’s face, “Okay, two b… Two boys from Lij. You had a piddling little fortune.” He took a deep breath through his nose, “Your brother, he fancied himself as a trader, wanted to get rich quick like every other nub who steps foot into the Barrel.”

Kaz nearly growled, “I want you to say his name.” 

Pekka shifted on his feet again anxiously. Kaz’s frustration got the better of him as he shouted at the old man to remember.

“I… I don’t remember his name! I just want my son. He’s all I have. I’ll give you whatever you want, Brekker.” Pekka let out shaky breaths through his teeth, “I’m begging you.”

“Are you?” Kaz’s voice was quiet but dripping in malice. The whole atmosphere of the room shifted as the dime lions finally realized who really had the upper hand. Dirtyhands, Bastard of the Barrel had outsmarted Pekka Rollins, King of the Barrel. 

Pekka looked around at his men before turning his gaze to the floor as he slowly lowered himself to kneel in front of the younger gang leader. Every dime lion in the room looked away from their boss in shame and Jesper and Nina took a breath in astonishment while Y/N only smirked to herself at the scene before them. Kaz Brekker, standing with his head held high while the most powerful man in the Barrel knelt before him. 

Kaz took out two sheets of paper from his coat, “A confession for the murders of Tante Heleen and Constable Sem.” He looked at the room around him before finding his Crows in the back corner. “And a quitclaim deed for Inej Ghafa.” He handed the papers to the man on his knees and pulled out a pen. “Sign both… if you want your son alive.”

Pekka signed the papers and handed them back before slowly rising to his feet again. “Where’s my son?”

Dirtyhands had his head down, looking over the papers before bringing his eyes only to look at the man before him. “Black Veil Cemetry. You’ll need all your men digging to find him in time.”

Pekka marched out of the room, his men following quickly.

Y/N stared at Kaz, he seemed unrecognizable as he stood there, his cold glare trained on the door while it swung close. His shoulders tensed, his hand clenched, and blood ran down the side of his face and from his nose. His eye would surely bruise and the side of his face would swell, but other than that Y/N could see no reason that he wouldn’t be alright. His plan went just as he thought out and he got what he came for. 

The three Crows at the bar were all a bit surprised to have seen the lengths to which their boss would go to get his revenge. But they shouldn’t be, after all, he was Dirtyhands. 

~*~

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“I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me” and “leave me alone” from the prompt list for whoever you feel it fits the most!

Day 25: High fever

Finally getting to this ask with these prompts for @medwhumpmay! Ft. A grumpy sick Alex and Ryo being annoying. Takes place directly before Day 23: Resisting treatment. Thank you so much for the ask @salembutnotthecat, you’re awesome.

Waiting for Alex to admit he’s not feeling well isn’t a fun game. Ryo knows this from experience, because a sick Alex is a pissed off Alex who tends to have a wicked tongue. He tries not to fuss because of this, but sometimes he feels like he has to because Alex simply doesn’t know when to quit.

Like right now - Ryo is absolutely positive that Alex is running a fever. He’s been in a bad mood since yesterday, his face is pale and blotchy, and he keeps closing his eyes as if trying to convince himself to stay upright. Ryo can only watch him for so long without saying something.

They’re walking back to the apartment when Alex finally stumbles. Ryo automatically grabs him by the arm, not that he wasn’t watching carefully for this to happen the entire time.

Alex growls and shoves him away, leaving Ryo resisting the urge to roll his eyes. “Leave me alone,” he snaps. “I’m fine.”

“Alex,” Ryo sighs. “Are you seriously gonna keep playing this game?” Alex doesn’t answer and Ryo knows the answer is yes. Alex is a master at this game. He’ll push himself until he either gets better or physically can’t push anymore.

Apparently though, that limit is coming sooner today than usual because the second they reach the apartment elevator, Alex mumbles, “Fuck” and goes down. At least he would have if Ryo hadn’t caught him.

He’s burning up, Ryo realizes regretfully. No wonder. Pushing through a sore throat or a cough is one thing, but a high fever like this is a lot harder. Alex must feel like shit. He snakes his arm around Alex’s back and holds him up. “Almost home, babe,” he says.

“I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me… I was fine this morning,” Alex mutters. Ryo frowns. A sudden onset of such a high fever isn’t a great sign, and it’s flu season. Alex is notoriously bad at showing up to any of the doctors appointments Shu makes him, and Ryo wouldn’t be surprised if he forgot to get his flu shot this year. He's been so busy with his music after all.

“It’s okay,” Ryo reassures him. “We’re gonna get you in bed and you can sleep and whine all you want from there.”

Alex snorts weakly. He allows Ryo to help him into their apartment though and sits on the edge of the bed as Ryo changes him into pajamas. “What other symptoms do you have?” Ryo asks him.

“My head’s killing me,” Alex says. “I just feel like crap.” At least he’s being honest now, Ryo thinks.

“I think you might have the flu,” Ryo says. “Just stay in bed and it’ll be fine, okay?”

“Fine,” Alex says. His complacency is even further proof of how shit he must feel. Ryo nods and gives his hot face a kiss. “What was that for?” Alex asks, glaring at him.

“Am I not allowed to give you a kiss?” Ryo raises one eyebrow. It’s going to be a long week dealing with a grumpy yet needy Alex, he thinks. “I won’t catch it if it’s the flu,” he guesses Alex’s thoughts. “Unlike you, I remember to go to the doctor.”

“Are you just gonna make fun of me the whole time?” Alex snaps. “Coz if so-“

“No no,” Ryo says quickly. Well, not the whole time. Maybe some of the time. He doesn’t always get such a captive audience in Alex, after all. He holds up the thermometer with a wild grin. “Now open up, or I’ll have to take this another way.”

When Alex punches the device out of his hands, Ryo expects nothing less.